Katla

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.