A Rising Tide

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- Experts

warn that Sandy could be wider

and stronger than Irene was

last year, which caused more

than fifteen billion

dollars in damage...

Residents have been

cautioned to prepare for

days without electricity.

- A set

of storms is now expected

from Grand Falls to here in

Atlantic City, New Jersey.

Oh, no, no, no

Sometimes you

don't need a reason

A reason will drive you insane

Now that you're

gone all I can do is

Listen to the beat

of the streets of LA

Sometimes you

can't make it happen

Keep wishing you'd

call out my name

Missing you more than ever

- All right.

Listening to the beat

of the streets of LA

Oh, every night, every

day I call you on the phone

Every night, every

day, I can't let you go

- Hey Dad.

- Did you see the news?

- Yeah, I'm looking at it now.

- They ordered the evacuation.

Shut everything down.

Put out the second

layer of sandbags,

board up the rest

of the windows.

Your mom's packing a few things,

we'll stay with Uncle Marvin.

Meet you here in half an hour?

- I'm prepping the fish Josh

caught off Cape

May this weekend.

- Well...

- It's gonna be a special.

- We're not going to be back

for at least a couple of days,

so toss it.

- I'm gonna stay.

- What?

- Josh spent a half an hour

reelin' these things in.

I've been here all

morning preppin'.

I'll stay, watch over the place,

to make sure nothing

happens, you know?

It'll be fun.

- Look, kid, they're

closing the bridges down,

if you don't come now...

- He's not coming?

- They always say it's going

to be the worst one ever.

Irene was supposed to be

the hundred year storm.

That was last year, nothing

happened here at all.

- Your mother looks concerned.

- His mother is concerned.

- Please, don't

worry, either of you.

I'll make sure nothing happens.

Trust me.

- Alright.

You call me if

anything happens, okay?

- Shame you're gonna

miss out on this sucker.

- Be safe.

- Come on, let's get in the car.

Ooh, I toss and

turn all night baby

- Dude.

- Ah, ha, ha.

- Holy sh*t.

- My recipe, not my dad's.

His menu's been the

same since I was a kid.

His cooking is driving me crazy.

I want to make

food that surprises

people like I did in New York.

I don't care about the money.

- And now, you're back

here with the rest of us.

I'm on the edge

and about to fall

- Hurricane party 2012!

- Whoo!

- Hey, you're in college.

You like doing shots?

- No.

- Come on.

Water rising in the streets

having breached many sea

walls and beach areas.

Governor Christie in his

press conference saying...

- We're right next to the bay.

Maybe we should put

out more sandbags.

- Nothing's gonna happen.

- Oh, so now you're

a climate scientist.

- Hell yes, damn right I am.

I'm good at hurricane sports.

- As well as a food expert.

- Dude, I am whatever

the hell I wanna be.

I got talent.

Atlantic City High!

- Whoo!

- At least you're

getting paid to cook.

- I do not get

paid to cook food.

I cook comfort food.

- Dude, quit bitching.

- You quit bitching.

- Ah.

- Oh, my God.

- Wow.

It's everywhere.

- Dude, grab some more beers.

Come on, ever dance

in a hurricane before?

- Let go!

Go back inside.

Terry, back inside!

- Ah, f*** that,

it's dark in there.

Come on, this is amazing!

And if it does

flood, I don't have

to work in this

sh*t hole anymore.

To not working in a sh*t hole.

- To not working in a sh*t hole!

- You guys are crazy!

What if the water gets

in the restaurant?

- I don't care if

this place floods.

I don't care if this

restaurant floods.

- Sam, oh, my god, stop.

- You know what?

I don't care if this whole

piece of sh*t town floods!

- Sam!

- Oh sh*t.

Ummm, dude, Sam.

- Sam, the water is getting in.

- Oh, no.

- Oh, God.

- What are we gonna do?

- Sh*t, the sandbags.

Come on, man, come on.

Move the bags, we can stop it.

- Okay.

Okay, I'm on it.

- Come on, come on, come on,

Come on, pull it up.

Come on, come on, pull it up.

Pull the...

- I'm trying!

- Come on!

Agh!

- Sam!

- Guys, it's at

my shoe, what do I do?

- It's on the

stairs, it's getting in.

- Sh*t!

- It's too late.

- Where have you been, we're

getting backed up in there.

- I just needed a minute.

- Another debt notice.

A month past due.

- Sam, how are ya?

- Alright.

- Good to see ya open.

- Thanks.

Been a few months,

actually, tell your friends.

- I sure will.

How high did the water get?

- Down in front it

was over the chairs.

Water line up to here.

- Yeah, our place was flooded.

We lost all kinds of stuff,

old photographs, clothes.

We gotta re-do the

whole basement.

- Man.

- My cousin's place

in Ocean City's just gone.

He's given up.

Movin' in trying to...

- Well, he's been

there for twenty years.

- Yeah, at least, since college.

- Enjoy your meal, Terry.

- Thank you.

You've been busy

I've been healing time

- A little more vinegar.

- You got it.

- Hey!

What is this?

- It's the salmon

and white wine.

- No, I mean the fancy stuff.

I told you.

Simplify the presentation.

- I did.

- You are using an

extra ingredient that

they're never gonna eat,

it's gonna take forever.

- Can't rush perfection.

- You gotta stop it, I mean it.

You're not in New York anymore.

- We're out of clams again, man.

- Alright, I got it.

Dude.

Hey.

We're paying you to

shuck cherry stones.

I catch you on the phone again

you're gone, you hear me?

Sorry about that.

- Do you have a light?

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

- Oh, thank you,

no I don't smoke.

In case the stove doesn't light.

- You a cook?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Well, the food is really

good, compliments to the chef.

- Thank you.

- Who is the chef,

is he well-known?

- Not really.

It's me.

- Oh.

- There you are.

You did, didn't you?

- Oh, no, that's,

that's mine.

- This is the head chef.

I was talking to him

about catering the party.

- Okay, right.

- So like I was saying,

we're throwing a

party on Saturday.

It's kind of last

minute, not much money.

Like, 1,500?

- 1,500?

- I know.

It's short notice.

- I know some guys.

- Perfect.

- You're a lifesaver.

- Ugh.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Can I get a whiskey

please, rocks?

- Sure.

Any you'd prefer?

- Yeah, that one right there.

- That one's not for sale.

It was a gift to

my dad from his dad

when he took over the place.

- Alright, I'll have,

uh, one of those.

Yeah.

Is he coming over here?

- Yep.

- Sh*t.

- Mister Blake.

Hi.

Roger Bell, Leopold Bank.

How are you sir?

- Good to see you, Roger.

- Good to see you, too,

and I wanted to thank

you for reaching out with

the redevelopment deal.

You asked for me

personally, huh?

- I heard good things.

- Okay, well I guess those,

uh, bribes are payin' off.

But we could uh, we

could talk business

on Saturday at the

party, you're coming?

- Charlie put it

in all my gadgets.

- Roger?

- Yeah?

- They're pulling

the car around.

- Oh, Mister Blake, have

you met my wife, Sarah?

- No, I haven't.

- It's a pleasure.

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