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It's been a year
since Katla started erupting.

We're talking
to Police Chief Gísli Einarsson.

Gísli, what are the primary duties
of those still in Vík?

We get the occasional tourist
trespassing in the area.

We're also assisting
the scientists working at the glacier.

Aside from that,
we're just keeping the lights on in town

and trying to survive.

Since we're not used to
such a lengthy eruption in Katla,

are locals anxious to return home?

Yes, I would think so.

But since the eruption shows no signs
of stopping,

we don't have many answers.

Hello.

Hi.

Haven't seen you in a while.
Did you come from up there?

I was fixing a generator
for the volcanologists.

I took it up to the glacier today.

I woke up really early.
I'm having trouble sleeping.

-Is she inside?
-Yeah. She just arrived.

I'll bring you the milk later.

I'll give you some oil, then.

Okay. Great.

-Hello?
-Hi.

Hi, Dad. I'm here.

Highs, 13.

Lows, two.

Highs brought down 4.998. Reading 710.

Okay. Thank you.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Did you fix it?
-Yeah.

-Coffee?
-Yes, please.

-How are you?
-Just fine.

Do you have enough of these?

Yeah.

I can always pick up more for you
at the clinic.

No, thanks.

I'm fine.

Why don't you go to Reykjavík?

You'll receive better care there.

You and Kjartan could start a new life.

Dad, we've been through this.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I know you miss Ása.

We all miss her.

She's been gone for a year.

Hanging around here
won't make her come back.

You have to keep on living, Gríma.

Are you staying for lunch?

No, thanks.

I can't stay here.

It's like a graveyard.

Nothing's changed since I moved out.

Gríma.

Can't you get rid of this junk?

Did you stop playing the piano?

It's out of tune.

I'll tune it for you.

-Are the thin sections ready?
-Sigrún's got them.

Okay.

Have you looked at the new samples
from Katla?

Yeah. Check it out.

-What's going on?
-It's strange.

Significant changes in the eruption.

-Was this found in the crevasse?
-Yes.

I think I'll go see it for myself.

Is that necessary?
Don't we have people there?

-Have you ever seen anything like this?
-No, not in Iceland.

Look.

What the hell is going on up there?

I examined the new samples
that you sent from Katla.

There are some apparent changes.

Any cause for alarm?

No, I don't think so.

Still, I'm going there to examine further.

Is the hotel open?

Yeah, just in case they need
to evacuate homes because of the ashfall.

You could also stay here
in the cabin with us.

-We have an extra bedroom.
-Access to the area is restricted.

Don't I need a permit?

I'll take care of it
and let the ferry know you're coming.

All right. Great.

I'll meet you at the riverbank,
on this side.

Okay. Thanks.

Bye.

Darri Hansson's coming tomorrow.

Really? Your old teacher?

What do you think he'll be doing here?

He must've found something
in those samples we sent.

You think so? What could it be?

I don't know.
Maybe increased acidity levels.

I hope he's not predicting
a pyroclastic flow.

-Wouldn't that be horrible?
-Yeah.

Vík would be reduced to ashes.

The whole town.

-We'd probably be the first to go.
-Right.

What the hell is that?

What?

Is that a person?

Let me see.

Hello.

Fuck. Are you all right?

What happened to her?

She's in shock and doesn't understand us.

Here. Take the blanket.

Wrap it around her.

-Go to the car.
-Okay.

Come on.

-Hi.
-Hello.

I brought you some milk.

There's something happening
up on the glacier.

I just hope we don't have to evacuate
the whole town.

Do you see anything in the cards?

Yes. I can see changes.

Bergrún, please.

This is the hotel.

Hi. This is Gísli. Is Gríma there?

Yeah, she's here. It's for you.

It's Gísli.

-Hi.
-Hi, Gríma, dear.

I saw you drive by.
Figured you were there.

We just got an emergency call.
We have to pick up a woman at the camp.

Eyja?

-No, this seems to be a tourist.
-What?

At the camp?

Yeah. We need to go and pick her up.

This is a restricted area.
Are you sure she's a tourist?

At least some sort of drifter.

They say she's in bad condition
and covered in ash.

-I'll meet you at the church.
-Great.

-What? A tourist?
-Yep.

Talk to you later.

-Vigdís.
-Yeah.

We'll bring her down in an hour or two.
She's probably cold and weak.

-I'll be at the clinic by then.
-Good.

Oh…

I'm sorry.

-Gísli?
-Yeah?

Can I speak to you in private?

-So…
-What?

-It doesn't look good.
-I know.

She's not responding well
to the medication, which is strange.

It's clear she can't stay
in this climate much longer.

She's been getting worse
since the eruption started.

She has to be moved to Reykjavík.

I've spoken to her about it many times.

She's stubborn as hell

and is set on staying here
no matter what I say.

She won't give in.

Her lungs can't take much more.

The next north wind
could fill her lungs with ash.

I have to go.

Where am I?

What?

Where am I?

Was she found alone up there?

Yeah. Maybe she got separated
from a group that was trespassing.

She had taken all her clothes off,
so she probably has hypothermia.

What's wrong with people?

Dad went up there early this morning,
and he didn't mention seeing a group.

Let's go. You stay here on call, Einar.

So, how are you?

Just fine.

Are you sure about that?

Yeah.

I don't want to talk about this now.

I understand.

We all have our crosses to bear.
That's for sure.

-Is she in bad shape?
-Very bad.

The worst thing is that you never know
when it'll be over.

Watch out!

Fuck.

-We're on the glacier.
-Be careful.

This is a recent crevasse.

Damn it. Everything's moving here.

Let's go.
We need to get east of the glacier.

The raven's back?

-What?
-The one with the white feathers.

Yeah. It never goes far.

Can you get it started?

-This one?
-Yeah.

Sure.

It just needs a little work.

Then we can take it for a spin.
Want some coffee?

Sure.

How long has it been
since you had a woman over?

This is no place for a woman.

Taking care of myself is enough.

You just collect cats instead.

-What's your name?
-It's easier living with them.

We're not all built for marriage.

-You're not gonna name this one, either?
-No.

They come and go as they please.

They are their own masters.

How many cats do you have here?

I stopped counting a long time ago.

-You came to talk about the cats?
-No.

Is it getting difficult for you two?

Have you and Gríma talked about
it being time to stop struggling here?

What? Just give up?

Move to the city?

She would never go with me,
that's for sure.

It isn't that simple, Kjartan.

-I went up to the glacier this morning.
-Yeah, you told me.

It's amazing
how powerful the eruption still is.

I could even feel the shock waves.

-Did you go close?
-Yeah.

Nature regularly reminds us
how small we are.

How everything we've got depends on it.

-Is she inside?
-Yes.

Dad?

Oh my God! What happened to her?

Okay. Please.

-Want help?
-Yes, please.

-Okay?
-Careful.

I'm not exactly sure what this is.

It's like a mixture of ash and clay.

Maybe she fell into a puddle of ash.

It comes off easily.

It's like some kind of a layer.

I don't know.

-We'll have to keep her here for a while.
-Of course.

She has hypothermia.

No wonder, given the circumstances.

I have to go to work.

No.

-I have to work.
-No, you are in shock.

Work?

At a hotel.

Vík.

Hótel Vík?

HOUSE ABANDONED

What's going on?

So, what's this I hear
about you taking people to the glacier?

What do you mean?

There's a woman here
who says you were her guide.

I don't know what you mean.

-Is that the truth, Dad?
-What do you mean?

Gríma, why do you think I'm lying?

I haven't been a guide for years.
You know that.

Dad, did you take
this woman up to the glacier?

-Þór.
-Her name is Gunhild.

No, Þór!

Þór!

Dad.

Dad.

Bergrún…

No matter what tricks you try to pull,
I'll always find out.

-What are you talking about?
-You know full well.

A group of Swedes.
One found completely naked on the glacier.

I don't know what you're talking about.

According to her,
you and Þór were in this together.

People talk in this town.
Even if there are just a few of us left.

-I don't know what you mean.
-Oh?

-Was she completely naked?
-Oh, stop it.

Her name is Gunhild,
and she said she works here.

She went up to the glacier,
and Þór was her guide.

Bergrún, don't lie
and tell me that you don't know her.

Are you hiding people here?

First off, nobody works here except me.

-Swedish?
-Yeah.

There might have been
one Swedish Gunhild working here.

Really?

About 15 or 20 years ago.

Fifteen or twenty?

-Dad?
-Yeah?

What's going on with you and that woman?
You obviously know her.

Dad, I'm just trying to figure out
who she is.

Dad, who is that woman?

Dad, seriously. Answer me.

-I don't know.
-Yes, you do. I saw the look on your face.

You know her.

Dad, I need to know who that woman is.

I can't help you with that.

Could this be the woman
you worked with 20 years ago?

I don't know.

Isn't she too young?

-Do you want to meet her?
-Sure.

Hi. Just be careful.
She's not fully conscious.

-Hi there.
-Hi.

My name is Bergrún.

I know.

I don't know what happened.

I should have called…

Called?

Called who?

Your mom.

GUNHILD AHLBERG - STARTS IN APRIL

A young woman worked here
during the summer of 2001.

Her name was Gunhild Ahlberg.

Yes.

When my mom was still alive
and running the hotel.

I have old pictures of her,
and it's uncanny.

She looks exactly like
the girl at the clinic.

-Do you know where in Sweden she's from?
-Uppsala.

-Uppsala?
-Yes.

Hello?

Sure. Thank you.

What?

Yes, this is…

Maybe we should talk to her again.

Hello?

Hello?

Mom?

Who is this?

Where are you, Mom?

I'm here.

Who is this?

-Hello?
-Hello.

Who is this?

My name is Gunhild.

Hello, Gunhild.

My name is also Gunhild.

Why are you calling so late?

I'm at a hospital.

Is this a joke?

No.

Who are you?

I don't know what to say.
My name is Gunhild.

I am in Iceland,
in a small town called Vík.

Why are you there? Who is with you?

I don't know exactly.

The only person I know here is called Þór.

Who was that?

It must have been a crank call.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Finished the reading?
-No.

I have to send up the weather balloon.

-Is Rósa producing less milk?
-Yeah. She's drying out a bit.

This low-pressure system
doesn't help much.

Are you feeding them enough?

As much as I can.

I'm getting more hay on the boat today.

Rósa, dear, don't you get enough food?

There's less water in the river,
so they can cross with supplies.

It's getting damn hard to keep this going.

And?

That's all.

Are you annoyed?

I don't know who we're doing this for.

Maybe it's time we… quit struggling.

Oh, Kjartan.

I don't want to discuss this again.

The neighbors will walk the dog.
You don't have to do that.

You just have to feed him.

Why can't I take care of… Lukas?

I've prepared your medication.

Morning, midday, and evening.

You got all that?

Why can't you go
when the eruption is over?

Relax now.

You're the one who says
I'm always worried.

Now, you take care of yourself
for a while.

You know that… it's a coincidence

that this woman has

the same name as you.

You know that, Mom.

Hello?

Ása?

Gríma.

Gríma, what's wrong?

Subtitle translation by: Eva Hjaltalín