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But how come?

I no longer remember...

What made us think of the Bryggjan?
-Well...

We had that room downstairs,

full of stuff.
-Yes.

And we'd noticed people,
some of them foreigners, on the pier.

I believe it was for that reason.

The idea came about,

I think,

when I was head of the golf club.

There was a small caf�
in the clubhouse.

-Yes.
-In the golf club.

I was in charge of the clubhouse.

We painted the walls

and decorated them with pictures,
similar to what we did here.

Deep inside,
I think an idea was born

at that moment.

-Yes, perhaps.
-As I remember...

-We didn't know what it would be like.
-No.

-A place for the locals to get together.
-Yes, but...

We had no idea how to do this.

Didn't have any expertise.
-No.

That's when we called Geiri.
-No, I went to see him at the pool.

He was the pool attendant.
-Right.

To make a long story short,

I asked Geiri,

''How about serving some sort
of fish soup?''

He goes, ''No problem.

Let's make lobster soup.''
-Right.

At first, all we served
was lobster soup

on Fridays.

Then it became so popular

that we had to serve it every day.

We go through an incredible amount
of lobster soup.

The Human Rights Court
ruled against [former PM] Geiri.

-Really?
-Yes.

-Really?
-Yeah,

it thought Landsd�mur court

processed the case as it should.

No kidding?

Right.

How could they come to that conclusion?

That's quite a blow to the guy.

Yeah, that's quite a blow.

-Yes, it's...
-I'm really...

I'm really surprised.

This is nothing but a political trial.

Just a......

-Yes?
-As if...

J�n, have a seat with us.
-You don't want to sit with us?

You're way too pompous.
-I'm so cold.

-What?
-It's colder today than yesterday.

-Will we freeze beside you?
-Yes.

It's freezing cold.

-What?
-Did you dress warmly?

I put on a sweater.

It was windier yesterday,
but not this cold.

Still, the temperature is at zero.

-Yes.
-I think were at 0 �C.

What can we do?

Well done, Sverrir!

-What?
-It was good.

The regulars are our friends,

old fishermen.

They're tough guys
- well-informed

about history and geography...
and politics.

They all participate

in solving all the world's problems.

They all participate in these debates.

No matter how big.

They analyse them thoroughly
and find a solution.

It takes about an hour.

The next morning,

they discuss the same problem

analyse it anew

and may come
to an entirely new conclusion.

That's how life goes.

It's not a group that anyone founded.
Everyone simply participates,

and everyone is dependent
on all the rest.

-That's the issue.
-I think the cod

is in a good equilibrium.

-What?
-The cod is in...

-Yes, in a good equilibrium.
-Yes, right.

What we need to keep an eye on,
they say,

is the lobster.

-There's no lobster left.
-Lobsters?

There's no lobster left.

Does that come as a surprise

since it's being caught
all winter.

What do we do then?

Do we treat it like halibut and stop
catching it to give it a chance?

-Lobster used to be caught...
-Yes.

May through August.

-In May.
-But now they catch it year-round.

-Some people refuse to believe this.
-No.

There are few left.

That's the situation.

We started this list in 1945

when Captain �skar G�slason

caught more fish than anyone else.

This is a list of captains who brought
in the biggest total annual catch,

year by year.

This is a list of captains who brought
in the biggest total annual catch.

Anyone was free to fish
as much as they could.

There were no fishing permits.

Everyone worked at sea.

Competition was fierce.

Their main opponent was the weather.

When they competed this fiercely,

they didn't always take
the weather into account.

They'd go to sea,
regardless of the weather.

What counted was playing the game.

Of course, there were accidents.

Numerous boats perished.

In 1961,

Erling Kristj�nsson was the one
who fished the most.

There was a difference of 30 kilograms

between the catches
of the top two boats.

-Thirty kilograms?
-Thirty kilograms.

After more than 100 fishing tours

all the difference was 30 kilograms.
-It's not much.

When the first mate of �orbj�rn,
the boat that ranked second,

realised this,
he started swearing.

''That devil of a cook,''
he said.

-Did they catch...?
-The cook had taken fish from the deck

to cook for the crew.

Steini Haralds,
the cook of the other boat,

had bought lamb at the grocery store
to cook for his crew.

What happened next?

-And they still haven't made amends.
-Right.

In 1982, there was hardly
any fish left in the sea.

In 1984,

a new quota system had been planned.

Those who signed it into law

were convinced that limiting the size
of the catch would only need to be done

for a year or two and after that,
there would be plenty of fish for everyone.

They were wrong.

All boats had an annual catch limit,

so they stopped competing.

And, of course...

After this, we no longer rooted
for the boats.

Instead, we rooted for the Grindav�k
soccer and basketball teams.

Come on, go!

Pass, pass it!

Yes!

The ball has gone over!

Yes, a bit over.

No way!

-Are you taking it on-board directly?
-Yes.

�mar, do you need more rope?

A bit farther.

Many people are familiar

with Bryggjan Caf�.

But...

what we do upstairs
is work on fishing nets.

We make fishing nets.

V�sir's new boat is impressive.

Yes, but look...

-Have you been on board?
-Yes,

we went to take a look.
It's really nice.

It's a great-looking ship.

In 1992, we installed a herring seine
on the ship Grindv�kingur.

It was the first herring seine
to be installed in Iceland.

I drew our mountain,
which is 243 metres

above sea level,

and then I drew the herring seine
around the mountain.

We could have covered...

Covered the mountain with one seine.

The mountain could have been
inside the seine.

You have to understand it very well.
This is a large net,

and you have to be able
to adjust the seine

the way you tune a guitar.

Everything has to be in place.
There has to be harmony.

For a while, there were
more than 30 of us working here.

Then, the number went down to seven.

Now, there are only four of us

working here.

We had to do something,
think of something to do.

The idea was born

to create something

for the locals downstairs.
To serve coffee.

To be able to serve beer,
we needed a licence.

We realised

that on the licence we had,
it said:

''Caf� licence.''

Let's call it a caf� then,
we thought.

We had no idea what we were doing.

We bought a coffee machine.

I had no idea

so many types of coffee existed.

Little by little,
the place got crowded.

Our friends brought pictures

and items from the sea,
such as an odometer and a sextant,

to make the place look interesting.

The plan was to stay open for a short
time every day. We had no expectations.

Then we had to stay open every day,

all day long, from 7 am till 11 pm.

Kristinn J�hannsson, my brother,

opens the place

at seven every morning

and prepares breakfast

and the lobster soup.

His wife, Bj�rk Bergsd�ttir,

joins him in the morning.

Kristinn likes telling
the tourists stories

from Grindav�k in the morning.

He's really good at it.

Mum believed in the existence of elves.

She was clairvoyant

and told me this rock

belonged to elves.

She insisted one should respect it

and behave well around it.

Thorbj�rn Hf fishing company
had small fish storage

in the area,

and they have added on,

but always respected the rock.

Thomas prevented its removal,

even though it's no doubt
always in their way.

Growing up,

I remember the adults
often talking about elves

and gnomes and so on.

Life revolved around fish alone.

Nothing but fish.
No cultural activities, nothing.

Hello.

Hi, how are you doing?

There...

There...

Were two men who came
to see us the other day.

They had heard we were thinking
about cutting back.

And...

They were interested in purchasing

the building and the firm

and had some ideas...

about a hotel.

Grindav�k has changed a lot
since the population was only 500.

When I was growing up,
it was just a village.

Everyone knew everyone else.

I was in my 20s

when the population exceeded 1,000.

I remember sometime in the early 70s

walking the streets
and seeing someone unfamiliar.

That was a strange feeling.

I've always been quick
in finding solutions

when things go wrong.

I'm quick to react when problems arise.

I find another solution.

It's just practice.

You've trained your brain.

Sudden changes require

you to be quick and creative
making the next move.

It's just a game of chess.

The opponent makes a surprise move

and you must react
and make another move.

It's just a game of chess.

Life is a game of chess.

I'm a businessman.

I'm not going to deny it,
I'm involved in many things.

I dream big.

Hermann is a very good friend of mine.

I've known him
since he was a little kid.

He's very hard-working.

He'd like to do more than his body
and health allow.

He endlessly comes up with new ideas.

He has built up this firm
with his father and brother.

They began with nothing.

The birds lay eggs
in the same nest, again and again.

Many animals are attracted
to the eggs:

foxes, minks,

ravens, and seagulls.

You have to be wary

for them to be able to lay eggs.

And when they're about to lay eggs,

they start plucking its down
to get their nest ready.

It then sits on the eggs
until they hatch.

It takes nearly a month.

In the meantime,
we collect the down

to sell it later.

Then,

I have the down cleaner
make duvets for me.

I sell them,

and that's a good income.

This kind of work is a lot of fun.

It bit me!

I'm really busy; that's the life
I've made for myself.

People ask me,
''Aren't you going to slow down a bit?''

I tell them, ''Talk to the one upstairs.
Talk to the creator.

He has given me
so many assignments down here

that I've got to finish before I leave.''

You never know when you leave.

Are you going to cure more skate?
I saw pictures of you...

-Yeah, that's what I'm doing.
-Yes.

-They bring me a skate...
-Are you on Facebook?

I'll be getting some skate on Monday
to ferment.

-Great.
-I'm impatient.

-Have you been curing skate?
-Yeah, I'll get it Monday.

Yeah.

Congratulations.

-Amazing.
-Yes.

Yeah, bye.

Well...

A new addition to the group of kids.

-Wow!
-Yes.

-Congratulations!
-Thanks.

Amazing.

Great-great-grandchild number...
Let�s see... 15?

-Wow.
-Yes, right?

-A boy or a girl?
-What?

I forgot to ask.
A boy.

-Nothing wrong with that.
-It's a boy.

A boy.

-Thank you very much. Bye.
-You're welcome. Bye.

''In Eden, God almighty found

an ape quite high above the ground.

The ape he'd change into a man,
a good one, yes, that was his plan.

For 600,000 years
He tried - it cost him many tears.

The ape was stubborn, sly,
a brute.

In a way we remain
Partly apes - it is insane.

God divided into two and three
its essence,

for it not to recover its inherence.

By now, it should be clear to you:
creation takes a while to do.''

''Never once did I intend
to hurt you with my diction.

You deserve my praise, my friend,
Not the least affliction.''

I'm glad.

Good.

There are great athletes

in the family.
The twins who are decathletes:

-Yes, yes.
-�rn and Haukur Clausen.

Yes, they were great athletes.

-They were your cousins.
-Yes, we were cousins.

-And singer Alfre� Clausen.
-Yes.

He was their brother,
their half-brother.

-Their half-brother?
-Yes.

Oh.

That's right.

It was he who sang:

Many good stories grandma used to tell

Stories that the rest of us
Know all too well

Every worry grandma
Always used to quell

In her letters
She would wish me well

-Great.
-Do you remember this song?

Yeah, I remember.

Yes.

I think I told you this.
I was out on the deck.

Yes.

And a woman was sitting there.

I didn't know
if she was Icelandic or not.

I was humming:

The soldier stood waiting
Alone on a hill

That night
He would sail far away

He had to follow

His father's path

Headed for battle
And ready to kill

From love and excitement
His heart kept on pounding

The fragrance around him
Was rich and astounding

Affection was clearly in ample supply

His sweetheart was coming
To kiss him goodbye

I sang her that.

When I was done singing,
the woman came up to me

and kissed me.
-Yes.

And she says,
''You know this song?''

-Count R�sinkrans.
-It's Norwegian.

-Right, it's Norwegian.
-But I sang it in Icelandic.

Yes, yes.

The original lyrics are in Norwegian.

-Honestly, they're really...
-Yes, right.

Women are so attracted to you.

I've noticed when women come here
and see you,

they insist on having their picture
taken with you,

or on sitting next to you.

Others take selfies with you.

They call you a handsome man.

And that you impress women.

I've never had a high self-esteem.

No, it's they who keep coming.

Well, well.

When you're...

When you're a bit nervous,

you've got to smoke.
-By all means, treat yourself.

-Sorry?
-It's quite alright.

-OK.
-Go ahead, as usual.

-It has snowed a bit.
-I think it has started raining.

Three or four years ago,

an old man arrived
and started talking to me.

He was well dressed,
wearing a grey suit

and tie.

Freshly shined shoes.
Quite elegantly dressed.

We started talking.

When we started talked,

it felt like we had known
each another for 30 years.

His name is Fridrik �skell Clausen.

In his prime,
he was a national boxing champion.

Once he had knocked everyone out,
boxing was banned in Iceland.

This was in 1956.

''I got a ride with Hildur
when I was tired.

But never understood what she desired.

One evening, really late,
we watched the horses mate,

It dawned on me
what really was required.''

''When rain is pounding on my window

I'm reminded on the spot

of prostitutes - at least a thousand -
peeing in a chamber pot.''

That made people
at the next table laugh.

''Never once did I intend
to hurt you with my diction.

You deserve my praise, my friend,
not the least affliction.''

''Good afternoon.''

Was it Birgir you fought
in the national championship?

Or was it Gu�mundur Arason?

-No.
-Is Gu�mundur Arason older or younger?

-He's much older than me.
-He's older than you.

-If he's alive, that is.
-I think he passed away.

I'm the only one who survives.

That's the way things are.

-The dumbest ones live the longest.
-No.

This guy is 83, has a bad back,

and he's stiff, like any old man.

He usually sits in the same seat.

One day, two American families
from Florida came by.

I showed them the photos on the walls

and mentioned

that �skell was a boxer.

As they were leaving,

the man asked
if I could talk the old man

into posing with him in a photo.

I told �skell,

and instantly,
he looked 50 years younger.

All of a sudden,
he began rocking back and forth,

like boxers do.
He struck a pose,

and so did the American.

They knew what they were doing.

The old man was like a youngster.

And suddenly his left hand
struck from above

and stopped this far away
from the American's nose.

The American was delighted.
''This man is a real boxer.''

Then,

he turned into an old man again

and has been old ever since.

''Black was the death that devastated

the poor and the wealthy and educated.

The soul deserted all the senses.

The body turned black.

The plague was worse than any other.

More pests would come
to rage and bother.

People get sick from words and speeches.

It travels widely, unrestricted.

Poor and wealthy - all afflicted.

The body looks normal,
unlike the soul,

which, sick from the pest,

is as black as coal.''

By Dav�� Stefansson.

Next is...

Hinrik Bergsson.

I'll tell you a story about Beggi.

He worked on a boat in Keflav�k,

the skipper of which had fished
more than any other.

He had stopped fishing
and concentrated on drinking.

The crew drank, but not everyone.

They were line fishing,

and half of the tubs were made of iron

- light-weight and easy to use.

The rest were made of wood.

Damn heavy, Beggi said.

He decided

to throw the damn tubs overboard.

To get rid of them.

And so he did

during one of the fishing trips

when no one was on the deck.

Then, it was time to collect the catch.

And when they start hauling,

half the tubs are missing.

Then the crew was called
to the bridge,

Beggi said: ''I just admitted
I had done it.''

''They were so heavy.''

Beggi was an amusing guy.

He painted and held exhibitions.

��rarinn cared about Beggi,

who battled a disease

that eventually...

That eventually took him away.

The chronicle nights mainly focus
on Grindav�k culture.

We remember people from the town,

and above all,

we want to remember anecdotes,

and as residents of Grindav�k,

we've promised ourselves

to keep these stories alive

at Bryggjan Caf�,
calling our gathering the ''Chronicle.''

We've always gathered here at 9:00,
Wednesday mornings.

The trouble with that

is that there are
so many people here at that hour

- so many foreign tourists

who arrive for breakfast.

I don't know what we'll do

- whether we'll take
the tourists upstairs,

or go upstairs ourselves

to the third floor,
where there is more room.

Thank you for coming.
It was a pleasure having you.

I look forward to seeing you again.

-Thanks.
-Good night.

You've sold the place, right?

Is it all done?
-Not yet. A guy just showed up.

-Men with big plans?
-Yes.

All I know is that I'm way too old.

Perhaps you could...

I don't know...
-I haven't got a lot of money.

-Right.
-I haven't got a lot of money.

The place needs something extra.

It looks good,
but perhaps you need an investor.

Someone who is horny
by doing things big.

Yes, right.

Oh, well.

This could be good timing, too.

You never know.

-What?
-I'll turn 68 this summer.

Really?

Oh, well.

Every day, I drive

out to the fissure
between the continents.

There is a parking lot there.

I get there by noon to count the cars.

I use it as a barometer.

I monitor the influx of tourists
by counting the cars.

During high season,

they're between 20 and 30.

By going there, I take the pulse.

It takes me 20 minutes.

You need to monitor every day

how many people arrive.

The same day last year
and the day before...

It's all recorded.

It costs 19 euros to go up
to the Eiffel tower.

-Oh, really?
-I read it in the paper.

How much do they charge
at the Blue Lagoon?

-Much more.
-Forty-five euros.

-Right?
-I don't know.

It doesn't surprise me
that they charge 62 euros.

It's peanuts.
-Yes.

And you have to set an appointment.

There's a sign as you
leave the Blue Lagoon.

It reads Grindav�k six kilometres,

Keflav�k, around 20 kilometres.

I'd like to change it.

I would have liked to change it

so it's clear you're not going
to Grindav�k,

because you're in Grindav�k already.

Adalgeir, I once stood at the top
of Acropolis

and looked over.
I paid a fortune

to see the view from above.

I said to myself:
''What the hell am I doing here?''

I've seen it all before,
it looks better in pictures.

The lagoon was formed
entirely by chance.

It really is run-off water
from a geothermal plant

built to heat up houses.

The companies didn't want
to take responsibility

for the canalisation
into the ocean.

It leaked into the lava,

and the puddle got bigger,

and then this run-off water

became the biggest tourist paradise
in Iceland.

OK, you have two kinds of soup here.

On the one hand, lobster soup,

which comes with bread,

and on the other hand, vegetable soup.

You have bread, butter, coffee and tea.

What changed this country

is that the US Military arrived

against our will.

They just came and changed things.

Then we got the influx of tourists.

Therefore, we're always serving others.

A country that's constantly in that kind
of role never becomes a country.

Author Gu�bergur Bergsson was born
in October, 1932,

in the ��rk�tlusta�ir district.

When he was young,

everyone his age went to sea,
and built themselves houses.

All he did was write books.

We, Icelanders,

tend to think of those as lazy,

who neither go to sea nor work hard,

doing others a disservice.

That's how people thought
of Gudbergur Bergsson:

too lazy to work.

He went to Spain for further studies

and has translated many works
from Spanish into Icelandic,

among them Don Quixote, by Cervantes.

He's very peculiar,

very frank,

and used to talk without hesitation

about things people only do
behind closed curtains.

Icelanders have never invented
anything themselves.

They've travelled the world,

but even if they're educated

at any number of universities,

they don't invent anything,

can't do a thing but brag and get drunk.

That's all.

They've started.

It's 300 kilograms.
It's looking good.

Oh!

Kristj�n is done.

Halld�r holds on and continues!

Is he going to turn around?
What is he going to do?

He takes it all the way.

Icelandic men are weaklings.

In other countries,

men have gone to war.
They've had to defend their nation

and shed blood
in the name of their country.

No Icelander has done that.

No!

Yes!

They've chased sheep

and fought the forces of nature.

It's a fight for life, for survival.

Good evening.

A civil protection uncertainty phase
has been declared

due to magma accumulation,
uplift and seismic activity

by �orbj�rn mountain
on the Reykjanes peninsula.

Earthquake Hazards Coordinator
Krist�n J�nsd�ttir,

why are you enacting
the phase of uncertainty?

This is happening in a populated area.

Grindav�k has a population
of 2,500 people.

Then, there's the infrastructure:

the Blue Lagoon,
telecommunications systems

and more.

Do changes in expansion
and magma accumulation

indicate that an eruption is likely?

In the event...

Bryggjan Caf� is different
from other places.

We're in a small town,

but right by the artery,

which always has been the main artery.

As musicians,
we prefer playing for simple people,

not in a cultural spot

belonging to other people.

This place oversees
the town's cultural activities

and invites people to come and see
things they otherwise would never see.

I just got back
from Gu�bj�rg sister's funeral in Rif.

The funeral service was
at �lafsv�k church.

She died of Alzheimer's
at the age of 54.

Oh.

It was interesting to see

what effect the church music had
on the service.

Yes.

And also, this harmony

that occurs in a choir.

It's got to be among
the healthiest things you do,

singing like that with other people.

Alzheimer's is a terrible disease,

especially when it afflicts
young people.

So young.

Is there truth to the rumour

that you're going to sell the place?

Do you know yourself?
-Yes.

OK.

We've got old.

Yes.

We've got old, and we've been running
this place since 1974.

Oh.

The main reason, I think,

is that Kristinn's wife

is from Reykjav�k.

She's not too happy in Grindav�k.
-Right.

She'd like to be...

-In Reykjav�k,
-Yes, close to her relatives.

And, of course...

Also, things have slowed down

at the net maker's workshop.
-Right.

And...

And maybe, we'll make money on it.

The lot

is in demand.

In recent years,
the influx of tourists has increased,

and we have construction rights
at the end of this building,

where there would be room
for another building of the same size.

This is at Grindav�k Harbour.

The Blue Lagoon is five minutes
from here.

We're 18-20 minutes
from an international airport.

For people with money,

this is the right place...
-Right.

-To build a business.
-Yes.

Taking chances has paid off, then.

Even though you had to

make changes...

-And we ran into endless hurdles.
-Isn't that what life is like?

Endless mistakes.
But, somehow, we always survived.

-Yes.
-For some reason.

That's what it's like
at all good places, I think.

We weren't born with a silver spoon
in our mouth.

We started out with nothing,

but we had a great passion,
and we were smart net makers.

We were good at making nets.

You might drive past this place
in Grindav�k,

thinking it's a windy spot,

but it's warm in here.

Having a place to come to

and being able to mingle with others,
even different sorts of people,

that's the type of melting pot
we have here.

That's one of the main characteristics.

You have no option
other than staying calm.

-But...
-You haven't started packing?

-What?
-But...

It's not a bad idea

to have some stuff ready in a suitcase,

to be able to put on clean underwear.

-And having a full tank of petrol.
-Having enough petrol.

I think it wouldn't be a bad idea.

-That's always my first thought.
-What did this Krist�n say this morning?

-What?
-Wasn't it this morning?

-Yes, just before 9:00.
-I didn't hear her.

-What did she say?
-About the...

-Did she expect an eruption?
-Well, see...

They won't say,
or they don't...

There are many scenarios:
maybe, nothing will happen,

maybe, everything subsides,

maybe it's the precursor
of an earthquake

and, maybe, it's the precursor
of an eruption.

All that.

There are various scenarios.

It could attract more curious tourists.

But...

-Yes, but we don't want...
-We don't want tourists.

We don't need them to come
to see this kind of thing.

-No, right?
-Right.

They said they'd send us
a text message in case of an eruption.

Yes.

But the first things to go
would be the cell towers all around us.

They're needed to contact us.

Well, darling.

I'll only fry two pieces now.

Aren't you going to put it
in the freezer?

-No, I'm just going to do it like this.
-OK, OK.

Great.

Have you heard anything
regarding Bryggjan Caf�?

Yeah.

Adalgeir said they were going
to sell the place.

I hope...

the buyer or buyers

will continue a similar sort
of operation.

I would miss

being able to go there
for a cup of coffee.

We, the guys,
have been getting together there.

We just go inside
and have a cup of coffee.

They don't charge us for the coffee.
If the business is tough,

I don't mind paying
for my cup of coffee.

I'd pay generously, just for the chance
to get together with the others.

We'll see.

Do you think the buyers are foreigners?

I haven't heard them
mention anything.

I've been told by some of these men

that if it weren't for Bryggjan Caf�,

they wouldn't be living in Grindav�k.

They say they live in Grindav�k

for that reason alone;
the company they have here.

They'd probably find themselves
another place to stay,

as it says in the poem

- either one of the petrol stations,

or the machinery shop
or some place like that.

You're supposed to be like actors...

Robert De Niro,
or someone like that.

Hey, pass me...

Siggi, pass me the hat.

The hat.

It's a bit small.

Great.

This explosion in tourism in Iceland
changed so many things.

Next year,

either in the spring or summer,

we may have sold the business
- the building and Bryggjan Caf�.

New owners may be here by then.

It seems so strange,
because we've given it our all

throughout all these years.

Of course,
there will be a sense of loss.

We'll miss it a little bit.

I'd say that's the general mood.

This is going to be such a major change.

I worry it will be tough for me,

just finding the right beat.

My wife has been
a big part of this, too,

and she's been waiting

for a chance to get away from it all.

I think she's relieved.

Her family is in Reykjav�k.

Maybe, it's time for her
to be the one making decisions.

The business has affected her a lot,
it hasn't been easy.

This has been a burden on the household,

but how we'll deal with this
is a different story.

A geophysicist
at the Icelandic Met Office

states that expansion is continuing
by �orbj�rn mountain

at the same rate as yesterday.

This has been confirmed
in new satellite pictures,

so the situation hasn't changed
since yesterday.

We're seeing expansion we believe

to be magma accumulation.

Possible scenarios include

one where this would cease,

and another one,
where this could go on for decades

and end with magma intrusion
or even an eruption.

The forces of nature have been prominent

in recent weeks,

and it's normal for people
to be apprehensive

about the situation.

But there is a lot of solidarity
in town,

and the sports centre was packed
during the meeting in Grindav�k,

which lasted...

...according to the magma
and earthquake images these days.

It has never been easy.

It's never easy to wait

for something to potentially happen.

People ask,
''How will we be able to get away?''

As we all know,
there are three routes:

driving along the south coast,
taking the Grindav�k road,

which could get congested,

or going westward,
along the Reykjanes peninsula.

Above all,

we need to sit down and decide

what to take along

in case of evacuation.

The Vestmannaeyjar islands
volcanic eruption is fresh in my memory,

speaking of escape routes.

Is the harbour not one of them?

Could gangplanks be ready for us?

The harbour is important.

Thank you.

How is the atmosphere in town?

How have people been feeling?

It's normal too feel badly

under such circumstances.

This situation affects everyone.

Of course, this is scary.

It's something we've known about

and have lived with,

but it's always been fairly remote.

I try not to think about it.
I've been busy with other things.

I don't think about it.

Is the plan to convert this
into a hotel?

No, that's not the plan.

But some guys in Reykjav�k

want to purchase the building
and the business.

They came here in February.

What are they planning?

They're going to expand Bryggjan Caf�

upstairs into the workshop.

Have you ever been in the workshop?

They will build a restaurant there.

That's their plan.

Here is the downstairs blueprint.
It has been resketched

and the only thing
that's been added is a lift.

-Is this the caf�?
-Here is the upstairs.

This is the idea... this boat.

If an old boat
could be found in the area...

This would be a boat.
-Yes.

If we put an old boat
and restore it a bit,

just some dusting.
We'd keep it old.

Wasn't there a dinghy...

Just any boat.

-I think he has a dinghy.
-If the boat were in a good condition,

we'd serve soup on board.

-Right.
-If the boat can withstand the weight.

One crazy idea was

to find a bridge from a boat
to be used as a counter.

Yes.

-To use it as a bar.
-Yes, yes.

I'm not getting it...

Oh, now I see the boat.

This came from Gunnlaugur.
It's the skeleton of a whale.

-Right.
-It could be on display.

Having a whale skeleton
would be interesting.

What sort of skeleton
would be five-metre long?

I don't know.

-A killer whale?
-Just anything you'd find.

-OK.
-It could be a nice touch.

-Yes, right.
-A connection...

-To the ocean.
-Which is nearby.

We wanted something outside to attract.

Then we talked about preserving

the character of the old place...

We won't ruin it.
-Its soul.

A good friend of Adalgeir's.

-Yes.
-His name is �rni Johnsen,

he once said he wanted to have
an inflated whale outside the place.

That's what he said.
-That would be fake.

Exactly...

We don't put artificial things
in Bryggjan Caf�.

The main thing is that
this has been discussed.

I prefer the real thing.

How do you feel
about the place closing down?

Will there be a major change?

Have you heard anything about it?
-What we've heard is

that we will be well received
when that happens.

-Great.
-It waits to be seen if that's right.

Yes, we'll see.

-Who's going to receive us well?
-The new owners.

I haven't yet inserted the hearing aid.

I've forgotten it at home.
-The buyers.

Who are the buyers?
I haven't heard.

We don't know.

-Buyers of what?
-Bryggjan Caf�.

You're really deaf.

Anyway...

We have no idea what the future holds.

No.

-Although...
-Perhaps...

I asked them not to throw away
my pictures. I'd rather have them back.

There are three pictures

of boats.
-Which ones?

-No, I think...
-Did he sell his share?

I don't believe so.

These pictures are special.

I used to cut out pictures
of every new boat.

This is one of them,

called Gar�ar Fr�mannsson.

Yes.

Adalgeir told me
they would receive us well.

-Yes.
-At least that's what he told me.

That the new owners

hope for us to come as usual,

and they also said
that they would receive us well.

For them to let us be here,
even though it won't be the same.

It would be great to come,

to see the pictures and so on.

-Let's see what they'll do.
-They're leaving a small mural.

On exhibit.

They'd have to be damn boring
to chase us away.

Or they might encourage us to come

but fail to give us special treatment.

Then we might leave, one by one.

The question is, where would we go?

We have to forgive them in advance.
They're strangers.

They're not informed
about the history of the community.

-Maybe they want to be educated.
-Yes.

They came here

after seeing how highly we were rated
on TripAdvisor.

They wondered why.

And...

They discovered

it's different from other places.

Not like the fine caf�s

in Reykjav�k, London or Paris.

This place is a fishermen's place.

I think that's what they plan
to build on.

FINAL CONCERT BY ADHD
MONDAY, APRIL 30

Adalgeir,
sign here and we're all done.

-Thanks a lot.
-Thanks.

-I hope it goes well.
-Thanks.

We just need the brothers to sign.

OK, yes.

We need your signature here.

You'll find potatoes and salad outside.

Unfortunately,
it's so cold outside

that the gravy has to be inside.
I'm not sure how it will turn out.

I hope we all fit.

We'll arrange this

as if we were camping.

Good evening, friends!

This is the final one.

The final concert.

This is the final concert
at Bryggjan Caf�.

There were men who arrived this winter

and made us an offer on the business
and the building,

which was too good to be rejected.

I'd like...

to thank you for your kindness

throughout the years,

for attending our concerts
and enjoying them.

May I propose a toast
to the Bryggjan brothers.

Long live Adalgeir and Kristinn!

Hurrah!

Hurrah!

Hurrah!

Hurrah!

Let's hope the musicians
have left the Ritalin at home.

Thinking egoistically,

it's sad for us
that this has come to an end,

but all things have their season,

be it places or bands,
or types of music.

Then you can ask,

is it the place and furniture,
or is it the people involved?

In a way, it's the same way with music...

It's not necessarily the notes
on the sheet,

or the melody someone composed,

but rather what the performer
puts into it,

or the feeling he expresses

when relating something
that matters to him.

So, oftentimes,
it's something

other than the inanimate objects
what matters in the end.

We're going to miss this place deeply,

because this place

comes from the heart.

I'd like to keep it the way it is,

exactly that way,

with the ambiance we created.

I've never been on vacation.
I don't know how to.

I'm going to take time off

to recharge mentally.

Once I've recharged the batteries,
I'll find something to do.

''Grindav�k, good morning to you!

The winds are calm this sunny day.

The hills ahead appear to hover.
The sun delights in every way.''

Do you remember, �skell?

I've heard it,
but I don't know it by heart.

Only a fraction of it.

''Beyond the lava and the mountains,
filled with pictures

from before,
is the fishing town that gave us

happy childhood on the shore.''

-Maybe it'll come to me later.
-Yes.

-I don't know.
-Yes, I'm sure you'll remember.

I've become forgetful.

How do you like it here?

-What?
-How do you like it here?

Not too bad.

-Yes, right?
-Sure.

-Do they treat you well?
-Yeah.

-Have you sung for them?
-What?

Have you sung...

-Sorry?
-Have you sung for them?

I no longer remember.

Oh.

Well, well.

Do you remember the song
you used to sing at Bryggjan Caf�?

-No.
-They don't forget easily...

-What?
-They don't forget easily...

They don't forget easily
who desire song and dance.

There it is.

Do you remember?

No, I don't.
I've forgotten.

Yes, of course.

-I've started to forget.
-That's normal. So have I.

Well, well, well.

-Yes.
-Some coffee.

What about the nurses?

What are the nurses here like?

-What are the nurses like?
-I don't know.

Well...

-I see.
-It's nice here.

-Yeah, isn't it?
-Yes.

It's a nice and peaceful atmosphere.

-Pretty good.
-For now.

-Well.
-Yes, yes.

-Great.
-Good afternoon.

-Good afternoon.
-Don't you two know one another?

-We've been here a short while.
-Right.

This is �skell Clausen,
and he's Gu�mundur T�masson.

Electrician.
-Great.

Amazing.

Electrical contractor in Grindav�k
for many years.

-Oh.
-You used to be a carpenter.

-Yes.
-A master builder.

Yes.

Right.

Well...

That's the way things are.
Plenty of light comes in here.

Yes, I see.

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