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You my friends are following in the very footsteps of history,
something beyond the power of words to describe.
Human beings simply aren't built to function
at the cruising altitude of a 747.
Our bodies will be literally dying.
Everest
is another beast altogether.
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How are you doing? I'm Beck.
Doug Hansen.
What do you do when you're not climbing?
I deliver the mail.
The first mailman in Everest?
I hope so.
I like that.
Sit down, man. Climatize.
- How's weather? - It's good.
I wish I was with you.
One day...
you, me and our little Sarah, we will go climbing together.
So today is the day, huh?
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Help, hey, help!
It hurts.
It's dangerous.
Why?
I have kids.
If they see that a regular guy
can follow impossible dreams, maybe they'll do the same.
We are on top of Everest, Helen! We made it!
Guy to Rob. There's a massive storm
headed your way.
Oh, no.
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Come on! Get up!
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That's the wrong way!
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Doug, let's go! Hurry up!
Rob, can you hear me?
You've got to get moving.
You've got to come on down.
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There's no oxygen!
You go, I'm done.
No, I am not leaving you behind. Come on!
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- It's going to take all we got.
We're all getting down together, let's go!
If anyone can make it, you can.
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Its name.
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