Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 13, Episode 18 - Lost at Sea - full transcript
Sig: THE OLDER I GET,
THE MORE AFRAID I AM
OF BEING OUT
IN THE BERING SEA.
THINGS DO HAPPEN.
WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT!
GET DOWN!
OH, GOD.
STORMS GO THROUGH,
AND THEY CAN DESTROY
PEOPLE, BOATS,
AND EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH.
Man: WE'RE LAYING WAY
OVER ON OUR SIDE.
FIVE PEOPLE ON THE BOAT.
Man #2: MAN IN THE WATER.
MAN OVERBOARD!
MAN OVERBOARD!
Sig:
AND WE HAVE HAD OUR CLOSE CALLS.
YOU SAVED
MY [BLEEP] LIFE, MAN.
YOU SAVED
MY [BLEEP] LIFE.
YOU SAVED
MY [BLEEP] LIFE.
LEAVE THIS HERE.
AND IT MAKES ME WONDER,
HOW MANY CHANCES DO WE GET?
Woman: PAN-PAN.
PAN-PAN. PAN-PAN.
Reporter: WHAT HAPPENED
TO THE FISHING VESSEL
AND ITS CREW OF SIX
OFF THE COAST OF ALASKA
REMAINS A MYSTERY.
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Narrator: NEARING THE END
OF THE WINTER SEASON...
OH, NO!
THAT'S NOT GOOD.
IT'S A PIECE
OF [BLEEP] POT.
Narrator: ...THE FLEET
CONTINUES TO STRUGGLE
TO FILL THEIR QUOTAS.
Sig: A LOT OF THIS BIOMASS
HAS BEEN PICKED THROUGH.
A LOT OF THIS CRAB
HAS BEEN HAMMERED ON,
YOU KNOW,
ALL THROUGH THE SEASON.
WHOA.
Narrator: IT'S A PERPETUAL GRIND
TO FILL THE TANKS.
Jake: THE WHOLE FLEET
IS FISHING ON 25s, 50s, 100s,
AND THEY'RE ALL SAYING
THE SAME THING.
WE ARE NEVER GOING HOME.
Narrator:
AND NOTHING IS SAFE
UNTIL THE BOAT'S TIED UP
AT DOCK...
I DON'T WANT TO WASTE ANY TIME.
TIME IS MONEY.
Narrator: ...AND OUT OF REACH
OF THE BERING SEA.
I'M SETTING THE BAR HIGH.
I'M KNOCKING ON WOOD RIGHT NOW.
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Narrator: ON THE WIZARD...
Keith:
WE GOT OUR CRAB ON BOARD.
300 MILES, WE GOT
48 HOURS OF RUN TIME.
Narrator: HIS TANKS FULL,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
HEADS IN TO END HIS SEASON.
AND THE WEATHER SUCKS.
THE WEATHER'S NOT
GETTING ANY BETTER.
IT'S STILL BLOWING HARD OUT
OF THE SOUTHEAST, 35 TO 45.
Narrator: BUT IN HIS WAY,
300 MILES OF ARCTIC WINDS
AND 25-FOOT SEAS.
Monte: WE'RE HEADING TO TOWN.
WE GOT ALL THE GEAR ON THE BOAT.
EVERYBODY'S PRETTY HAPPY,
BUT THE BAD NEWS IS,
WE'RE IN FOR YET
ANOTHER STORM OUT HERE.
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
*
[ ALARM BLARING ]
Keith: WOW.
THIS IS NOT GOOD.
MOUSE, WE'VE GOT ABOUT
A THREE-DEGREE LIFT RIGHT NOW.
I MEAN, WE ARE DEFINITELY
LISTING HARD TO STARBOARD.
Narrator: THE ALARM INDICATES
THAT THE WIZARD
HAS BEGUN ROLLING
DANGEROUSLY TO ONE SIDE.
WHOA!
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
*
THIS HAS GOT ME NERVOUS
RIGHT NOW.
COULD BECOME PRETTY SERIOUS
PRETTY QUICK
IF WE DON'T ADDRESS IT.
Monte: ALL RIGHT, LET'S HEAD
BACK THIS WAY.
Narrator: ON DECK,
VETERAN MONTE COLBURN SEARCHES
FOR THE CAUSE OF THE IMBALANCE.
Keith: WE'RE LOOKING AT ABOUT
A SIX-DEGREE STARBOARD LIST,
WHICH IS WAY MORE
THAN I WANT TO HAVE.
Monte: I DON'T SEE ANYTHING.
YOU KNOW, WE'VE GOT
SOLID 15-FOOTERS,
AND THERE'S THE OCCASIONAL
25-FOOT WAVE COMING THROUGH.
RIGHT NOW, WE CAN'T AFFORD
ANY WEIGHT ON THE BOAT
BECAUSE THE WEIGHT
WILL ALL SHIFT
TO THE LOWEST PART OF THE BOAT,
WHICH IS THE STARBOARD SIDE,
AND ADD EVEN MORE
WEIGHT OVER THERE.
AND THESE ARE THE KIND
OF PROBLEMS
THAT ARE THE FINAL STRAW
THAT'S CAUSED BOATS
TO GO DOWN.
Monte: SEE THAT?
THIS IS IT HERE.
SO YOU SEE THIS BOOT'S
GOT A BIG SPLIT IN IT.
[ PHONE RINGS ]
HELLO?
ALL RIGHT, OKAY.
Monte: BLOWING WATER UP
INSIDE OF THERE.
Narrator: MONTE HAS LOCATED
A RIP IN THE COVER
OF THE STARBOARD FUEL TANK VENT.
WITH OCEAN WATER POURING IN,
THE EXTRA WEIGHT IN THE TANKS
IS MAKING THE WIZARD LIST.
LEFT UNCHECKED, IT COULD
CAUSE THE BOAT TO CAPSIZE.
*
THE BOAT
IS STARTING TO TIP MORE AND MORE
AND MORE TO STARBOARD.
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
Monte:
THIS WAS ATTACHED TO THE VENT.
WELL, IT'S GOT
A HOLE IN IT HERE.
IT'S SPLIT, SO IT REALLY
WASN'T DOING MUCH
FROM STOPPING THE WATER
FROM TRYING TO ENTER THE VENT.
Keith: MONTE AND THE CHIEF
ARE UP FORWARD RIGHT NOW,
TRYING TO FIND
SOME KIND OF TUBE
OR ANYTHING THEY CAN TO TRY
AND SECURE THAT VENT.
Narrator: MONTE'S FIX?
TAKE AN OLD NEOPRENE
SURVIVAL SUIT
AND RESHAPE IT TO FIT
OVER THE FUEL TANK VENT,
KEEPING WATER
FROM FLOODING IN.
WE GOT THE GUYS -- YOU CAN SEE
THE GUYS UP FORWARD WORKING.
THAT'S KIND OF
INGENIOUS, ACTUALLY.
OKAY, SO NOW WE'VE CUT
THE FINGERS OFF,
AND YOU CAN SEE THAT
THIS WILL VENT THE FUEL TANK.
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
IT'S A REALLY GOOD USE
OF AN OLD SURVIVAL SUIT,
I'LL TELL YOU THAT RIGHT NOW.
WE GOT TO HOPE IT'S JUST THAT.
AND THAT SOMETHING ELSE --
THAT'S SOMETHING WE CAN'T
REALLY WORK ON OUR HERE.
Narrator:
PUTTING HIS FAITH IN HIS
BROTHER'S MAKESHIFT PATCH,
KEITH POINTS THE WIZARD
TOWARD DUTCH HARBOR.
Keith: BECAUSE LISTS TURN
INTO BAD LISTS,
AND BAD LISTS TURN INTO...
MAYDAYS AND MISSING VESSELS.
I JUST HAD A SNEAKING SUSPICION
THAT THE BERING SEA
WAS NOT GONNA LET US
LEAVE PLEASANTLY.
*
Narrator:
60 MILES NORTHWEST...
...ON THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
Jake:
WE'LL PICK UP THE TOWN SOAK.
I CALL IT THE BLIND MAN'S DREAM
'CAUSE I SET IT BLIND.
JUST TRYING TO HUNT
AND CATCH 'EM.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
APPROACHES POTS THAT HE SET
BEFORE HE WAS FORCED INTO TOWN.
THIS STRING WAS SET 12 DAYS AGO
WHEN LUCE FELL OFF THE STACK.
-LUCE!
-WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT HAPPENED!
-LUCE!
-LUCE!
Narrator:
NEW TO WORKING THE STACK...
-HE'S DOWN!
-MAN DOWN, JAKE!
Narrator:
...CREWMAN LUCE BATELLA
FELL TO THE DECK...
I'LL JUST FOLLOW YOU,
ALL RIGHT?
...AND SUFFERED A SERIOUS
HEAD INJURY.
Jake: I'M GOING IN.
12 DAYS AGO.
YOU KNOW WHAT I COULD
HAVE DONE WITH 12 DAYS?
I -- I NEED 10,000 POUNDS
A DAY, MINIMUM.
I HAVE TO BE INTO THE PLANT
FOR MY OFFLOAD DATE,
SO I'VE ONLY GOT
TWO DAYS TO FISH.
THIS STUFF'S BEEN SOAKING
FOR A LONG TIME NOW.
HOPEFULLY IT PAYS OFF GOOD.
Narrator: WHILE IN TOWN, JAKE
MANAGED TO RESTOCK HIS DECK.
WE HAVE TWO NEW CREW MEMBERS,
CANDITO AND KYLE.
NOW THAT I GOT FIVE GUYS,
I SHOULD BE ABLE TO JUST JAM
THESE POTS DOWN THEIR THROATS.
SO THE FIRST ROUND, I'M HOPING
THAT I CAN GET THREE FULL TANKS,
AND IT'S ALL GONNA DEPEND
ON THIS STRING RIGHT HERE.
THERE WE GO, FIRST POT.
*
*
I HOPE IT BRINGS LOTS
AND LOTS OF CRABBIES.
Man: COME ON, BABY!
Jake: COME ON, BABY!
-COMING UP.
-WHOO!
*
Jake: OH, NO.
*
THAT SUCKS.
THIS IS ROUGH.
OOH.
THIS ISN'T GETTING US ANYWHERE.
[ GRUNTS ]
[BLEEP] GOD, THESE SUCK!
-WHY?
-OH.
FISHING DEFINITELY SUCKS.
THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO
EXCEPT FOR KEEP HAULING
AND KEEP CRAB COMING ON BOARD.
Narrator:
DESPITE LOW NUMBERS...
KEEP RESETTING, PICK,
RESET, PICK, RESET.
Narrator: ...JAKE HAS NO CHOICE
BUT TO GRIND IT OUT.
THAT AIN'T GONNA DO IT.
THAT SUCKS, MAN!
WE MIGHT START HAVING
TO PACK LEAD IN THE CRAB
JUST TO GET OUR QUOTA.
[ RADIO BEEPS ]
YEAH, ROGER.
NOTHING HERE.
[BLEEP]
Sig: WOW.
Narrator:
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN CHECKS UP
ON HIS FORMER DECKHAND.
I HAD HIGH HOPES
FOR THIS STRING.
I HAD TWO PROSPECT STRINGS
AND JUST CHECKED ON FRESH SET,
FRESH SOAK.
OH, NO.
NOTHING.
50s, YOU KNOW,
THE WHOLE WAY.
SO, I THINK THEY MIGHT BE
GOING OFF THE BITE.
[ SIGHS ]
-WHY?!
-AWW.
Narrator: LIKE JAKE, SIG HAS
BEEN PLAGUED WITH LOW NUMBERS.
MAYBE YOU CAN SEND ME
A BIRTHDAY CARD NEXT SEPTEMBER
WHEN I'M STILL GETTING
MY LAST TRIP IN.
[ LAUGHS ]
IT'LL TURN AROUND.
YEAH, I KNOW.
I GOT TODAY AND TOMORROW.
ROGER, YEAH.
WELL, BE REAL CAREFUL.
EVERYBODY SAFE,
NO CRAZY STUFF,
EVERYBODY GOES HOME,
FINGERS AND TOES,
ALL THAT GOOD STUFF.
-ALL RIGHT.
-I'M OUT.
[ BLOWS RASPBERRY ]
*
*
[ BIRDS CAWING ]
Narrator:
ACROSS THE BERING SEA,
THE UNITED STATES
COAST GUARD BROADCASTS
AN URGENT MESSAGE
TO THE FLEET.
[ HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING ]
Officer: WE GOT ABOUT 4 1/2
HOURS OF FUEL ONBOARD.
IT'LL TAKE US JUST SHY
OF TWO HOURS TO GET THERE.
Officer #2: ROGER.
Narrator: AN MH-60
JAYHAWK HELICOPTER
IS DISPATCHED TO THE LOCATION
OF THE EMERGENCY SIGNAL'S
LAST-KNOWN COORDINATES.
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Officer: THE LAST CIAS IS
CURRENTLY 3-1-0 FOR TWO MILES.
IT WAS DRIFTING
IN THAT DIRECTION.
Narrator:
JUST OFF ST. GEORGE ISLAND...
Officer #2: ACTIVE 6-0-3-7,
JUST WANT YOU TO BE ADVISED,
WE ARE COMMENCING OUR SEARCH
PATTERN AT THIS TIME.
...THE COAST GUARD
HELICOPTER SEARCHES
FOR THE LOCATION OF A SIGNAL
FROM AN EMERGENCY BEACON
ASSIGNED TO THE FISHING
VESSEL DESTINATION.
THE LIFE RING
IS AN IMPORTANT FIND.
IF IT BELONGS
TO THE DESTINATION,
IT WILL CONFIRM
THE IDENTITY OF THE BOAT.
THE COAST GUARD REACHES OUT TO
A NEARBY GOOD SAMARITAN CRABBER,
FISHING VESSEL SILVER SPRAY,
TO RETRIEVE THE LIFE RING.
YEAH, ROGER.
*
*
OH, MAN.
Narrator: THE DEBRIS FIELD
INDICATES THE BOAT SUFFERED
A CATASTROPHIC EVENT...
...INTENSIFYING THE SEARCH
FOR THE MISSING CREW.
[ WIND HOWLING ]
135 MILES NORTHWEST...
...ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
[ RADIO BEEPS ]
NO.
I -- YOU KNOW WHAT?
I HEARD SOMETHING,
SOMEBODY TALKING ON 18,
AND THEN...
I COULDN'T PICK IT UP.
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
JEFF'S DESTINATION?
MY -- MY BUDDY?
WHAT?
-YEAH, ROGER.
[ RADIO BEEPING ]
IS --
DID THEY GET OFF A MAYDAY?
[ RADIO BEEPS ]
[ SIGHS ]
*
OKAY, CASEY.
NO, THANKS FOR DOING THAT,
SO...THANKS FOR LETTING ME KNOW.
THANK YOU.
*
I KNOW YOU WANT ME TO PROBABLY
SAY SOMETHING, BUT --
MAYBE JUST GIVE ME A LITTLE BIT,
AND, UH, I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT I THINK, OKAY?
Producer:
ABSOLUTELY, SIR.
*
[ LIGHTER CLICKS ]
[ GULLS CAWING ]
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
*
[ GULL CAWING ]
YEAH, THIS --
THAT'S [BLEEP] UP.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN SIG
HAS RECEIVED NEWS
THAT THE FISHING VESSEL
DESTINATION HAS SUNK,
AND ITS CREW HAS GONE MISSING.
Sig: I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD
TELL MY GUYS, I DON'T KNOW.
THEY'RE ALL FRIENDS.
WE'RE ALL FRIENDS.
GET IT OUT OF THE WAY.
[BLEEP]
[ SIGHS ]
NICK!
-YEAH?
-BAD NEWS.
-OH.
REAL BAD.
Nick: HE'S RIGHT THERE.
DESTINATION.
THEY HAVEN'T HEARD ANYTHING --
7:00 THIS MORNING, 8:00.
NO.
YEAH.
AND THEN THE COAST GUARD,
THEY FOUND --
I THINK THEY FOUND A LIFE RING,
AND I THINK THEY FOUND
SOME DEBRIS, AND THAT'S IT.
LARRY WAS ON THERE.
[BLEEP]
GLENNY'S PROBABLY ON THERE.
MOSTLY LIKELY RAY-RAY
FROM AKUTAN.
JEFF'S ONE OF MY BEST --
BEST FRIENDS.
WE WERE FISHING
TOGETHER FOR YEAS.
THEY GOT PLANES IN THE AIR.
I HEARD A C-130 UP THERE.
SO, SAY A LITTLE PRAYER
FOR DESTINATION.
*
LET'S GET GOING HERE.
WE GOTTA SET THIS STRING HERE.
*
Man: SOMETHING REALLY
WAS WRONG TO HAPPEN.
SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG.
WE'VE NOT GIVEN UP HOPE YET.
DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.
ALL THE GUYS THAT ARE ON
THE BOAT HAVE BEEN ON THE BOAT
FOR A LONG TIME, SO...
AND A FEW OF 'EM WERE REALLY
GOOD FRIENDS OF MINE, AS WELL.
GOT LARRY O. ON THERE
AND GLEN JONES,
JEFF HATHAWAY WAS THE CAPTAIN.
THAT GUY'S BEEN
AROUND A LONG TIME.
THERE'S STILL A CHANCE
THEY MAY BE OUT THERE.
THERE'S STILL A CHANCE
THEY COULD BE IN A LIFE RAFT
FOR ALL WE KNOW.
*
Narrator:
13 MILES SOUTHEAST...
[ RADIO BUZZES ]
Jake: YEAH, ROGER.
Narrator:
...ON THE SAGA...
I DON'T EVEN BELIEVE IT.
I DON'T --
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.
ROGER, SORRY, SIG.
I KNOW.
THAT'S HIS GOOD FRIEND.
THE CAPTAIN IS JEFF HATHAWAY,
AND HE'S A REALLY GOOD CAPTAIN.
HEY, GUYS, CAN YOU...
SO CANDITO, I THINK, HAS WORKED
ON THE DESTINATION.
HE'S WORKED FOR JEFF,
AND HE KNOWS PEOPLE OVER THERE.
DO YOU GUYS ALL KNOW
PEOPLE AT THE DESTINATION?
EPIRB WENT OFF, AND THEN
THEY CAN'T FIND 'EM.
ALL THEY FOUND WAS TONNAGE,
LIFE RING, AND...
THERE'S RUMORS THAT THEY WERE
ICING UP OR SOMETHING.
THEY HAD A FULL HAY STACK, TOO.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
THEY'RE STILL LOOKING.
SOMEBODY.
Reporter: WHAT HAPPENED TO THE
FISHING VESSEL DESTINATION
AND ITS CREW OF SIX
OFF THE COAST OF ALASKA
REMAINS A MYSTERY.
Reporter #2: THE COAST GUARD
HAS BEEN SEARCHING
OFF ST. GEORGE ISLAND
ON THE SOUTHERN COAST OF ALASKA.
THE DESTINATION HAD A LIFE RAFT
THAT SHOULD HAVE
AUTOMATICALLY DEPLOYED.
FISHERMEN
AND FAMILIES OF THE LOST
ARE HOPING FOR THE VERY BEST.
Officer: 6-0-0-5.
6-0-0-5.
SECTOR ANCHORAGE.
SECTOR ANCHORAGE ON.
Narrator: AFTER HOURS OF
SEARCHING FOR THE DESTINATION...
Officer #2:
WE'LL SEARCH THERE.
...THE COAST GUARD HAS
DISPATCHED HELICOPTERS...
Pilot: C-130'S ON SCENE.
...FIXED-WING AIRCRAFT,
AND EVEN THE 378-FOOT
COAST GUARD CUTTER MORGENTHAU
IN A COORDINATED EFFORT TO FIND
THE MISSING CREW AND BOAT.
LOVE IT.
THE SEARCH TEAMS PICKS UP
THE DISTRESS SIGNAL
FROM THE DESTINATION'S EPIRB,
OR EMERGENCY
POSITIONING BEACON...
...GIVING THE COAST GUARD
NEW HOPE.
Narrator:
AFTER HOURS OF SEARCHING...
LOVE IT.
...THE COAST GUARD ZEROES IN
ON A DISTRESS SIGNAL
FROM THE DESTINATION'S
EMERGENCY POSITIONING BEACON.
THE HOPE IS THAT THE BEACON
WILL LEAD THEM TO THE CREW.
*
*
[ EPIRB BEEPING ]
*
*
Narrator:
WITH NO RAFT IN SIGHT,
THE ODDS OF FINDING SURVIVORS
ARE BLEAK.
*
DOWN BELOW...
THE CREW OF THE GOOD SAMARITAN
FISHING VESSEL SILVER SPRAY
SIFTS THROUGH DEBRIS
TO RECOVER THE EMERGENCY BEACON.
OVER THERE!
IT WAS RIGGED!
SOMEBODY TAPED IT!
Narrator:
IDENTIFYING THE BEACON
CONFIRMS THE COAST GUARD'S
WORST FEARS.
YEAH.
[ SNIFFLES ]
I NEED A BREAK.
*
Jake:
THAT'S NOT GOOD AT ALL.
THEY'RE GONE.
CAN'T EVEN FIND 'EM.
NO LIFE RAFT OR NOTHING.
LAST POT RIGHT HERE.
I'M SO GLAD I'M GETTING
OUT OF HERE.
Sig: THEY'RE GONE.
THEY'RE GONE.
[ BEEPING ]
JUST HAD A KID,
JUST GOT MARRIED.
[BLEEP] SEVEN YEARS CLEAN.
[BLEEP] UP.
THIS IS --
[BLEEP] LIKE THIS
IS WHY I DON'T LIKE
COMING OUT HERE ANYMORE.
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW.
HE WAS COMING --
NO, THEY'RE NOT.
THEY CAN'T FIND ANYBODY.
THEY HAD -- THE EPIRB --
June: OH, GOD.
YEAH, I'M THINKING ABOUT IT.
Jake: WHEN YOU HEARD
A BOAT'S GOING DOWN,
YOU KNOW IT CAN HAPPEN,
BUT YOU NEVER THINK
IT'S GONNA HAPPEN.
I HAVE NIGHTMARES ABOUT IT
ALL THE TIME
THAT I CAN'T SAVE MY MEN.
BUT THE THING ABOUT CRAB
FISHING, THOUGH, IS YOU --
IT'S JUST LIKE WAR.
YOU GOTTA PUT IT BEHIND YOU
AND JUST KEEP MOVING FORWARD.
THAT'S A RISK WE TAKE...
WORKING OUT AT SEA.
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
Sig: I JUST NEED
TO GET OUT OF HERE.
EDGAR AND NICK, COME UP.
WE GOTTA MAKE A DECISION HERE.
Narrator: ...SHAKEN BY THE LOSS
OF THE DESTINATION,
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN QUESTIONS HIS
ABILITY TO FINISH THE SEASON.
I'M FREAKED OUT.
I JUST LOST ONE
OF MY BEST FRIENDS.
PROBABLY GONNA GET OUT OF HERE.
I THINK -- I THINK I'VE --
I'VE DONE AS MUCH AS I CAN DO.
YOU KNOW, I'M --
I'M STRESSING OUT MORE.
I MEAN, AFTER HEARING THIS NEWS,
I JUST WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE
AS FAST AS POSSIBLE.
Narrator: SIG CALLS IT QUITS
AND TURNS THE BOAT
TOWARDS ST. PAUL HARBOR.
Sig: WE'LL OFFLOAD,
AND EDGAR WILL TAKE IT.
YEAH.
Narrator: ONCE AT DOCK, EDGAR
WILL GET BEHIND THE HELM.
JUST BE SAFE.
OKAY?
Sig: THEY'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
THEY KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING.
*
Narrator: 355 MILES SOUTHEAST
IN DUTCH HARBOR...
Man:
WE'RE LISTING PRETTY HARD,
BUT DOCK'S ONLY 500 YARDS
AWAY...LUCKILY.
Narrator: ...THE WIZARD
ARRIVES AT DOCK
AFTER TRAVELING 300 MILES
WITH A TEMPORARY FIX.
I'VE STILL GOT A LITTLE BIT
OF THE LEANING TOWER GOING,
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?
WE WILL ADDRESS THIS ISSUE,
PATCH THE HOLE
BEFORE THIS BOAT SETS SAIL
FOR SEATTLE,
I CAN GUARANTEE YOU THAT.
Narrator: NOW, WITH CREW
AND VESSEL SAFELY IN PORT,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN CLOSES THE
BOOKS ON HIS 35th CRAB SEASON.
Keith: ANOTHER ONE'S BEHIND US,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT?
WE'RE REALLY FORTUNATE
RIGHT NOW.
WE GOT LUCKY.
I'M REALLY HAPPY
TO BE AT THE DOCK.
GOD.
*
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
THE RIDE IN WAS NOT FUN.
DESTINATION GOING DOWN
AND EVERYTHING ELSE.
SPOOKY, MAN.
I WAS SPOOKED LAST NIGHT.
I STAYED UP HERE THE WHOLE TIME.
THEN OLE TOOK IT THE LAST
FOUR HOURS AND LET ME SLEEP.
Narrator:
LIKE THE REST OF THE FLEET,
THE SINKING OF THE DESTINATION
LEFT ITS MARK
ON CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
AND HIS CREW.
WE'RE GONNA GET THIS CRAB
OFF THE BOAT,
GO BACK OUT, GO BACK TO FISHING.
I CALLED THE WIFE,
AND SHE SAID, "COME HOME."
SHE'S NOT HAPPY WITH ME
BEING UP HERE.
ONCE SHE HEARD ABOUT THAT
OTHER BOAT, THE DESTINATION,
THEN SHE JUST KIND OF THOUGHT,
WELL, HEY, THERE'S NO NEED
FOR ME TO BE OUT HERE.
I THINK THAT'S IT FOR ME.
'CAUSE WHAT HAPPENED
ON DESTINATION
CAN HAPPEN TO ANYBODY.
SO, I'D RATHER BE HOME
THAN...BE SOMEWHERE ELSE, SO...
NORMALLY, I DON'T
REALLY LIKE TO TAKE OFF
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SEASON.
Narrator: WITH 51,000 POUNDS
STILL TO CATCH...
WHAT NOW?
EVERYBODY [BLEEP] LEAVING,
WHAT NOW?
I DON'T KNOW.
Narrator: ...JAKE IS BACK
TO A THREE-MAN DECK.
NO MATTER HOW TORMENTING
THE SEAS MAY BE,
YOU FINISH THE JOB.
SEE YOU.
-CANDITO.
-TAKE CARE, MAN.
-ALL RIGHT, MAN.
-BE SAFE OUT THERE.
Jake: I'M THIS CLOSE
TO FINISHING THE SEASON.
I HAVE A GOAL, AND I'M
DETERMINED TO MEET THAT GOAL.
[ "BEFORE THE FALLS"
BY EMILIA GLASER PLAYING ]
*
* TURNING AROUND
* THROUGH EVERY THOUGHT
* AND EVERY MEMORY
IN YOUR HEAD *
* SEEING EVERYONE
AND EVERYWHERE YOU'VE BEEN *
* YOU WONDER
WHERE IT ALL WENT BAD *
* WONDERING WHERE IT
ALL WENT BLACK *
Sig: RIGHT NOW,
I NEED TO GET OFF THE BOAT.
YOU KNOW, I'VE -- I'M SPOOKED.
I'M HEARTBROKEN.
MY WIFE ASKED ME TO COME HOME.
I WANT TO GO.
* LET THIS MOMENT
BE SET FREE *
* RUNNING FROM DARKNESS
* YOU'VE GROWN TIRED
YEAH.
Pilot: I FEEL LIKE THAT WHOLE
FISHING COMMUNITY,
WHEN SOMETHING HAPPENS,
THEY ALL KIND OF COME TOGETHER.
YEAH.
* YOU JUST WANT IT TO FLY,
FLY, FLY AWAY *
* OOH, OOH, OOH
* OOH, OOH, OOH
* OOH, OOH, OOH
* NOW, YOU'VE FLOWN AWAY
THE MORE AFRAID I AM
OF BEING OUT
IN THE BERING SEA.
THINGS DO HAPPEN.
WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT!
GET DOWN!
OH, GOD.
STORMS GO THROUGH,
AND THEY CAN DESTROY
PEOPLE, BOATS,
AND EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH.
Man: WE'RE LAYING WAY
OVER ON OUR SIDE.
FIVE PEOPLE ON THE BOAT.
Man #2: MAN IN THE WATER.
MAN OVERBOARD!
MAN OVERBOARD!
Sig:
AND WE HAVE HAD OUR CLOSE CALLS.
YOU SAVED
MY [BLEEP] LIFE, MAN.
YOU SAVED
MY [BLEEP] LIFE.
YOU SAVED
MY [BLEEP] LIFE.
LEAVE THIS HERE.
AND IT MAKES ME WONDER,
HOW MANY CHANCES DO WE GET?
Woman: PAN-PAN.
PAN-PAN. PAN-PAN.
Reporter: WHAT HAPPENED
TO THE FISHING VESSEL
AND ITS CREW OF SIX
OFF THE COAST OF ALASKA
REMAINS A MYSTERY.
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Narrator: NEARING THE END
OF THE WINTER SEASON...
OH, NO!
THAT'S NOT GOOD.
IT'S A PIECE
OF [BLEEP] POT.
Narrator: ...THE FLEET
CONTINUES TO STRUGGLE
TO FILL THEIR QUOTAS.
Sig: A LOT OF THIS BIOMASS
HAS BEEN PICKED THROUGH.
A LOT OF THIS CRAB
HAS BEEN HAMMERED ON,
YOU KNOW,
ALL THROUGH THE SEASON.
WHOA.
Narrator: IT'S A PERPETUAL GRIND
TO FILL THE TANKS.
Jake: THE WHOLE FLEET
IS FISHING ON 25s, 50s, 100s,
AND THEY'RE ALL SAYING
THE SAME THING.
WE ARE NEVER GOING HOME.
Narrator:
AND NOTHING IS SAFE
UNTIL THE BOAT'S TIED UP
AT DOCK...
I DON'T WANT TO WASTE ANY TIME.
TIME IS MONEY.
Narrator: ...AND OUT OF REACH
OF THE BERING SEA.
I'M SETTING THE BAR HIGH.
I'M KNOCKING ON WOOD RIGHT NOW.
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Narrator: ON THE WIZARD...
Keith:
WE GOT OUR CRAB ON BOARD.
300 MILES, WE GOT
48 HOURS OF RUN TIME.
Narrator: HIS TANKS FULL,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
HEADS IN TO END HIS SEASON.
AND THE WEATHER SUCKS.
THE WEATHER'S NOT
GETTING ANY BETTER.
IT'S STILL BLOWING HARD OUT
OF THE SOUTHEAST, 35 TO 45.
Narrator: BUT IN HIS WAY,
300 MILES OF ARCTIC WINDS
AND 25-FOOT SEAS.
Monte: WE'RE HEADING TO TOWN.
WE GOT ALL THE GEAR ON THE BOAT.
EVERYBODY'S PRETTY HAPPY,
BUT THE BAD NEWS IS,
WE'RE IN FOR YET
ANOTHER STORM OUT HERE.
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
*
[ ALARM BLARING ]
Keith: WOW.
THIS IS NOT GOOD.
MOUSE, WE'VE GOT ABOUT
A THREE-DEGREE LIFT RIGHT NOW.
I MEAN, WE ARE DEFINITELY
LISTING HARD TO STARBOARD.
Narrator: THE ALARM INDICATES
THAT THE WIZARD
HAS BEGUN ROLLING
DANGEROUSLY TO ONE SIDE.
WHOA!
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
*
THIS HAS GOT ME NERVOUS
RIGHT NOW.
COULD BECOME PRETTY SERIOUS
PRETTY QUICK
IF WE DON'T ADDRESS IT.
Monte: ALL RIGHT, LET'S HEAD
BACK THIS WAY.
Narrator: ON DECK,
VETERAN MONTE COLBURN SEARCHES
FOR THE CAUSE OF THE IMBALANCE.
Keith: WE'RE LOOKING AT ABOUT
A SIX-DEGREE STARBOARD LIST,
WHICH IS WAY MORE
THAN I WANT TO HAVE.
Monte: I DON'T SEE ANYTHING.
YOU KNOW, WE'VE GOT
SOLID 15-FOOTERS,
AND THERE'S THE OCCASIONAL
25-FOOT WAVE COMING THROUGH.
RIGHT NOW, WE CAN'T AFFORD
ANY WEIGHT ON THE BOAT
BECAUSE THE WEIGHT
WILL ALL SHIFT
TO THE LOWEST PART OF THE BOAT,
WHICH IS THE STARBOARD SIDE,
AND ADD EVEN MORE
WEIGHT OVER THERE.
AND THESE ARE THE KIND
OF PROBLEMS
THAT ARE THE FINAL STRAW
THAT'S CAUSED BOATS
TO GO DOWN.
Monte: SEE THAT?
THIS IS IT HERE.
SO YOU SEE THIS BOOT'S
GOT A BIG SPLIT IN IT.
[ PHONE RINGS ]
HELLO?
ALL RIGHT, OKAY.
Monte: BLOWING WATER UP
INSIDE OF THERE.
Narrator: MONTE HAS LOCATED
A RIP IN THE COVER
OF THE STARBOARD FUEL TANK VENT.
WITH OCEAN WATER POURING IN,
THE EXTRA WEIGHT IN THE TANKS
IS MAKING THE WIZARD LIST.
LEFT UNCHECKED, IT COULD
CAUSE THE BOAT TO CAPSIZE.
*
THE BOAT
IS STARTING TO TIP MORE AND MORE
AND MORE TO STARBOARD.
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
Monte:
THIS WAS ATTACHED TO THE VENT.
WELL, IT'S GOT
A HOLE IN IT HERE.
IT'S SPLIT, SO IT REALLY
WASN'T DOING MUCH
FROM STOPPING THE WATER
FROM TRYING TO ENTER THE VENT.
Keith: MONTE AND THE CHIEF
ARE UP FORWARD RIGHT NOW,
TRYING TO FIND
SOME KIND OF TUBE
OR ANYTHING THEY CAN TO TRY
AND SECURE THAT VENT.
Narrator: MONTE'S FIX?
TAKE AN OLD NEOPRENE
SURVIVAL SUIT
AND RESHAPE IT TO FIT
OVER THE FUEL TANK VENT,
KEEPING WATER
FROM FLOODING IN.
WE GOT THE GUYS -- YOU CAN SEE
THE GUYS UP FORWARD WORKING.
THAT'S KIND OF
INGENIOUS, ACTUALLY.
OKAY, SO NOW WE'VE CUT
THE FINGERS OFF,
AND YOU CAN SEE THAT
THIS WILL VENT THE FUEL TANK.
[ BOAT CREAKING ]
IT'S A REALLY GOOD USE
OF AN OLD SURVIVAL SUIT,
I'LL TELL YOU THAT RIGHT NOW.
WE GOT TO HOPE IT'S JUST THAT.
AND THAT SOMETHING ELSE --
THAT'S SOMETHING WE CAN'T
REALLY WORK ON OUR HERE.
Narrator:
PUTTING HIS FAITH IN HIS
BROTHER'S MAKESHIFT PATCH,
KEITH POINTS THE WIZARD
TOWARD DUTCH HARBOR.
Keith: BECAUSE LISTS TURN
INTO BAD LISTS,
AND BAD LISTS TURN INTO...
MAYDAYS AND MISSING VESSELS.
I JUST HAD A SNEAKING SUSPICION
THAT THE BERING SEA
WAS NOT GONNA LET US
LEAVE PLEASANTLY.
*
Narrator:
60 MILES NORTHWEST...
...ON THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
Jake:
WE'LL PICK UP THE TOWN SOAK.
I CALL IT THE BLIND MAN'S DREAM
'CAUSE I SET IT BLIND.
JUST TRYING TO HUNT
AND CATCH 'EM.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
APPROACHES POTS THAT HE SET
BEFORE HE WAS FORCED INTO TOWN.
THIS STRING WAS SET 12 DAYS AGO
WHEN LUCE FELL OFF THE STACK.
-LUCE!
-WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT HAPPENED!
-LUCE!
-LUCE!
Narrator:
NEW TO WORKING THE STACK...
-HE'S DOWN!
-MAN DOWN, JAKE!
Narrator:
...CREWMAN LUCE BATELLA
FELL TO THE DECK...
I'LL JUST FOLLOW YOU,
ALL RIGHT?
...AND SUFFERED A SERIOUS
HEAD INJURY.
Jake: I'M GOING IN.
12 DAYS AGO.
YOU KNOW WHAT I COULD
HAVE DONE WITH 12 DAYS?
I -- I NEED 10,000 POUNDS
A DAY, MINIMUM.
I HAVE TO BE INTO THE PLANT
FOR MY OFFLOAD DATE,
SO I'VE ONLY GOT
TWO DAYS TO FISH.
THIS STUFF'S BEEN SOAKING
FOR A LONG TIME NOW.
HOPEFULLY IT PAYS OFF GOOD.
Narrator: WHILE IN TOWN, JAKE
MANAGED TO RESTOCK HIS DECK.
WE HAVE TWO NEW CREW MEMBERS,
CANDITO AND KYLE.
NOW THAT I GOT FIVE GUYS,
I SHOULD BE ABLE TO JUST JAM
THESE POTS DOWN THEIR THROATS.
SO THE FIRST ROUND, I'M HOPING
THAT I CAN GET THREE FULL TANKS,
AND IT'S ALL GONNA DEPEND
ON THIS STRING RIGHT HERE.
THERE WE GO, FIRST POT.
*
*
I HOPE IT BRINGS LOTS
AND LOTS OF CRABBIES.
Man: COME ON, BABY!
Jake: COME ON, BABY!
-COMING UP.
-WHOO!
*
Jake: OH, NO.
*
THAT SUCKS.
THIS IS ROUGH.
OOH.
THIS ISN'T GETTING US ANYWHERE.
[ GRUNTS ]
[BLEEP] GOD, THESE SUCK!
-WHY?
-OH.
FISHING DEFINITELY SUCKS.
THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO
EXCEPT FOR KEEP HAULING
AND KEEP CRAB COMING ON BOARD.
Narrator:
DESPITE LOW NUMBERS...
KEEP RESETTING, PICK,
RESET, PICK, RESET.
Narrator: ...JAKE HAS NO CHOICE
BUT TO GRIND IT OUT.
THAT AIN'T GONNA DO IT.
THAT SUCKS, MAN!
WE MIGHT START HAVING
TO PACK LEAD IN THE CRAB
JUST TO GET OUR QUOTA.
[ RADIO BEEPS ]
YEAH, ROGER.
NOTHING HERE.
[BLEEP]
Sig: WOW.
Narrator:
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN CHECKS UP
ON HIS FORMER DECKHAND.
I HAD HIGH HOPES
FOR THIS STRING.
I HAD TWO PROSPECT STRINGS
AND JUST CHECKED ON FRESH SET,
FRESH SOAK.
OH, NO.
NOTHING.
50s, YOU KNOW,
THE WHOLE WAY.
SO, I THINK THEY MIGHT BE
GOING OFF THE BITE.
[ SIGHS ]
-WHY?!
-AWW.
Narrator: LIKE JAKE, SIG HAS
BEEN PLAGUED WITH LOW NUMBERS.
MAYBE YOU CAN SEND ME
A BIRTHDAY CARD NEXT SEPTEMBER
WHEN I'M STILL GETTING
MY LAST TRIP IN.
[ LAUGHS ]
IT'LL TURN AROUND.
YEAH, I KNOW.
I GOT TODAY AND TOMORROW.
ROGER, YEAH.
WELL, BE REAL CAREFUL.
EVERYBODY SAFE,
NO CRAZY STUFF,
EVERYBODY GOES HOME,
FINGERS AND TOES,
ALL THAT GOOD STUFF.
-ALL RIGHT.
-I'M OUT.
[ BLOWS RASPBERRY ]
*
*
[ BIRDS CAWING ]
Narrator:
ACROSS THE BERING SEA,
THE UNITED STATES
COAST GUARD BROADCASTS
AN URGENT MESSAGE
TO THE FLEET.
[ HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING ]
Officer: WE GOT ABOUT 4 1/2
HOURS OF FUEL ONBOARD.
IT'LL TAKE US JUST SHY
OF TWO HOURS TO GET THERE.
Officer #2: ROGER.
Narrator: AN MH-60
JAYHAWK HELICOPTER
IS DISPATCHED TO THE LOCATION
OF THE EMERGENCY SIGNAL'S
LAST-KNOWN COORDINATES.
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Officer: THE LAST CIAS IS
CURRENTLY 3-1-0 FOR TWO MILES.
IT WAS DRIFTING
IN THAT DIRECTION.
Narrator:
JUST OFF ST. GEORGE ISLAND...
Officer #2: ACTIVE 6-0-3-7,
JUST WANT YOU TO BE ADVISED,
WE ARE COMMENCING OUR SEARCH
PATTERN AT THIS TIME.
...THE COAST GUARD
HELICOPTER SEARCHES
FOR THE LOCATION OF A SIGNAL
FROM AN EMERGENCY BEACON
ASSIGNED TO THE FISHING
VESSEL DESTINATION.
THE LIFE RING
IS AN IMPORTANT FIND.
IF IT BELONGS
TO THE DESTINATION,
IT WILL CONFIRM
THE IDENTITY OF THE BOAT.
THE COAST GUARD REACHES OUT TO
A NEARBY GOOD SAMARITAN CRABBER,
FISHING VESSEL SILVER SPRAY,
TO RETRIEVE THE LIFE RING.
YEAH, ROGER.
*
*
OH, MAN.
Narrator: THE DEBRIS FIELD
INDICATES THE BOAT SUFFERED
A CATASTROPHIC EVENT...
...INTENSIFYING THE SEARCH
FOR THE MISSING CREW.
[ WIND HOWLING ]
135 MILES NORTHWEST...
...ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
[ RADIO BEEPS ]
NO.
I -- YOU KNOW WHAT?
I HEARD SOMETHING,
SOMEBODY TALKING ON 18,
AND THEN...
I COULDN'T PICK IT UP.
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT
JEFF'S DESTINATION?
MY -- MY BUDDY?
WHAT?
-YEAH, ROGER.
[ RADIO BEEPING ]
IS --
DID THEY GET OFF A MAYDAY?
[ RADIO BEEPS ]
[ SIGHS ]
*
OKAY, CASEY.
NO, THANKS FOR DOING THAT,
SO...THANKS FOR LETTING ME KNOW.
THANK YOU.
*
I KNOW YOU WANT ME TO PROBABLY
SAY SOMETHING, BUT --
MAYBE JUST GIVE ME A LITTLE BIT,
AND, UH, I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT I THINK, OKAY?
Producer:
ABSOLUTELY, SIR.
*
[ LIGHTER CLICKS ]
[ GULLS CAWING ]
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
*
[ GULL CAWING ]
YEAH, THIS --
THAT'S [BLEEP] UP.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN SIG
HAS RECEIVED NEWS
THAT THE FISHING VESSEL
DESTINATION HAS SUNK,
AND ITS CREW HAS GONE MISSING.
Sig: I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD
TELL MY GUYS, I DON'T KNOW.
THEY'RE ALL FRIENDS.
WE'RE ALL FRIENDS.
GET IT OUT OF THE WAY.
[BLEEP]
[ SIGHS ]
NICK!
-YEAH?
-BAD NEWS.
-OH.
REAL BAD.
Nick: HE'S RIGHT THERE.
DESTINATION.
THEY HAVEN'T HEARD ANYTHING --
7:00 THIS MORNING, 8:00.
NO.
YEAH.
AND THEN THE COAST GUARD,
THEY FOUND --
I THINK THEY FOUND A LIFE RING,
AND I THINK THEY FOUND
SOME DEBRIS, AND THAT'S IT.
LARRY WAS ON THERE.
[BLEEP]
GLENNY'S PROBABLY ON THERE.
MOSTLY LIKELY RAY-RAY
FROM AKUTAN.
JEFF'S ONE OF MY BEST --
BEST FRIENDS.
WE WERE FISHING
TOGETHER FOR YEAS.
THEY GOT PLANES IN THE AIR.
I HEARD A C-130 UP THERE.
SO, SAY A LITTLE PRAYER
FOR DESTINATION.
*
LET'S GET GOING HERE.
WE GOTTA SET THIS STRING HERE.
*
Man: SOMETHING REALLY
WAS WRONG TO HAPPEN.
SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG.
WE'VE NOT GIVEN UP HOPE YET.
DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.
ALL THE GUYS THAT ARE ON
THE BOAT HAVE BEEN ON THE BOAT
FOR A LONG TIME, SO...
AND A FEW OF 'EM WERE REALLY
GOOD FRIENDS OF MINE, AS WELL.
GOT LARRY O. ON THERE
AND GLEN JONES,
JEFF HATHAWAY WAS THE CAPTAIN.
THAT GUY'S BEEN
AROUND A LONG TIME.
THERE'S STILL A CHANCE
THEY MAY BE OUT THERE.
THERE'S STILL A CHANCE
THEY COULD BE IN A LIFE RAFT
FOR ALL WE KNOW.
*
Narrator:
13 MILES SOUTHEAST...
[ RADIO BUZZES ]
Jake: YEAH, ROGER.
Narrator:
...ON THE SAGA...
I DON'T EVEN BELIEVE IT.
I DON'T --
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.
ROGER, SORRY, SIG.
I KNOW.
THAT'S HIS GOOD FRIEND.
THE CAPTAIN IS JEFF HATHAWAY,
AND HE'S A REALLY GOOD CAPTAIN.
HEY, GUYS, CAN YOU...
SO CANDITO, I THINK, HAS WORKED
ON THE DESTINATION.
HE'S WORKED FOR JEFF,
AND HE KNOWS PEOPLE OVER THERE.
DO YOU GUYS ALL KNOW
PEOPLE AT THE DESTINATION?
EPIRB WENT OFF, AND THEN
THEY CAN'T FIND 'EM.
ALL THEY FOUND WAS TONNAGE,
LIFE RING, AND...
THERE'S RUMORS THAT THEY WERE
ICING UP OR SOMETHING.
THEY HAD A FULL HAY STACK, TOO.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
THEY'RE STILL LOOKING.
SOMEBODY.
Reporter: WHAT HAPPENED TO THE
FISHING VESSEL DESTINATION
AND ITS CREW OF SIX
OFF THE COAST OF ALASKA
REMAINS A MYSTERY.
Reporter #2: THE COAST GUARD
HAS BEEN SEARCHING
OFF ST. GEORGE ISLAND
ON THE SOUTHERN COAST OF ALASKA.
THE DESTINATION HAD A LIFE RAFT
THAT SHOULD HAVE
AUTOMATICALLY DEPLOYED.
FISHERMEN
AND FAMILIES OF THE LOST
ARE HOPING FOR THE VERY BEST.
Officer: 6-0-0-5.
6-0-0-5.
SECTOR ANCHORAGE.
SECTOR ANCHORAGE ON.
Narrator: AFTER HOURS OF
SEARCHING FOR THE DESTINATION...
Officer #2:
WE'LL SEARCH THERE.
...THE COAST GUARD HAS
DISPATCHED HELICOPTERS...
Pilot: C-130'S ON SCENE.
...FIXED-WING AIRCRAFT,
AND EVEN THE 378-FOOT
COAST GUARD CUTTER MORGENTHAU
IN A COORDINATED EFFORT TO FIND
THE MISSING CREW AND BOAT.
LOVE IT.
THE SEARCH TEAMS PICKS UP
THE DISTRESS SIGNAL
FROM THE DESTINATION'S EPIRB,
OR EMERGENCY
POSITIONING BEACON...
...GIVING THE COAST GUARD
NEW HOPE.
Narrator:
AFTER HOURS OF SEARCHING...
LOVE IT.
...THE COAST GUARD ZEROES IN
ON A DISTRESS SIGNAL
FROM THE DESTINATION'S
EMERGENCY POSITIONING BEACON.
THE HOPE IS THAT THE BEACON
WILL LEAD THEM TO THE CREW.
*
*
[ EPIRB BEEPING ]
*
*
Narrator:
WITH NO RAFT IN SIGHT,
THE ODDS OF FINDING SURVIVORS
ARE BLEAK.
*
DOWN BELOW...
THE CREW OF THE GOOD SAMARITAN
FISHING VESSEL SILVER SPRAY
SIFTS THROUGH DEBRIS
TO RECOVER THE EMERGENCY BEACON.
OVER THERE!
IT WAS RIGGED!
SOMEBODY TAPED IT!
Narrator:
IDENTIFYING THE BEACON
CONFIRMS THE COAST GUARD'S
WORST FEARS.
YEAH.
[ SNIFFLES ]
I NEED A BREAK.
*
Jake:
THAT'S NOT GOOD AT ALL.
THEY'RE GONE.
CAN'T EVEN FIND 'EM.
NO LIFE RAFT OR NOTHING.
LAST POT RIGHT HERE.
I'M SO GLAD I'M GETTING
OUT OF HERE.
Sig: THEY'RE GONE.
THEY'RE GONE.
[ BEEPING ]
JUST HAD A KID,
JUST GOT MARRIED.
[BLEEP] SEVEN YEARS CLEAN.
[BLEEP] UP.
THIS IS --
[BLEEP] LIKE THIS
IS WHY I DON'T LIKE
COMING OUT HERE ANYMORE.
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW.
HE WAS COMING --
NO, THEY'RE NOT.
THEY CAN'T FIND ANYBODY.
THEY HAD -- THE EPIRB --
June: OH, GOD.
YEAH, I'M THINKING ABOUT IT.
Jake: WHEN YOU HEARD
A BOAT'S GOING DOWN,
YOU KNOW IT CAN HAPPEN,
BUT YOU NEVER THINK
IT'S GONNA HAPPEN.
I HAVE NIGHTMARES ABOUT IT
ALL THE TIME
THAT I CAN'T SAVE MY MEN.
BUT THE THING ABOUT CRAB
FISHING, THOUGH, IS YOU --
IT'S JUST LIKE WAR.
YOU GOTTA PUT IT BEHIND YOU
AND JUST KEEP MOVING FORWARD.
THAT'S A RISK WE TAKE...
WORKING OUT AT SEA.
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
Sig: I JUST NEED
TO GET OUT OF HERE.
EDGAR AND NICK, COME UP.
WE GOTTA MAKE A DECISION HERE.
Narrator: ...SHAKEN BY THE LOSS
OF THE DESTINATION,
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN QUESTIONS HIS
ABILITY TO FINISH THE SEASON.
I'M FREAKED OUT.
I JUST LOST ONE
OF MY BEST FRIENDS.
PROBABLY GONNA GET OUT OF HERE.
I THINK -- I THINK I'VE --
I'VE DONE AS MUCH AS I CAN DO.
YOU KNOW, I'M --
I'M STRESSING OUT MORE.
I MEAN, AFTER HEARING THIS NEWS,
I JUST WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE
AS FAST AS POSSIBLE.
Narrator: SIG CALLS IT QUITS
AND TURNS THE BOAT
TOWARDS ST. PAUL HARBOR.
Sig: WE'LL OFFLOAD,
AND EDGAR WILL TAKE IT.
YEAH.
Narrator: ONCE AT DOCK, EDGAR
WILL GET BEHIND THE HELM.
JUST BE SAFE.
OKAY?
Sig: THEY'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
THEY KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING.
*
Narrator: 355 MILES SOUTHEAST
IN DUTCH HARBOR...
Man:
WE'RE LISTING PRETTY HARD,
BUT DOCK'S ONLY 500 YARDS
AWAY...LUCKILY.
Narrator: ...THE WIZARD
ARRIVES AT DOCK
AFTER TRAVELING 300 MILES
WITH A TEMPORARY FIX.
I'VE STILL GOT A LITTLE BIT
OF THE LEANING TOWER GOING,
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?
WE WILL ADDRESS THIS ISSUE,
PATCH THE HOLE
BEFORE THIS BOAT SETS SAIL
FOR SEATTLE,
I CAN GUARANTEE YOU THAT.
Narrator: NOW, WITH CREW
AND VESSEL SAFELY IN PORT,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN CLOSES THE
BOOKS ON HIS 35th CRAB SEASON.
Keith: ANOTHER ONE'S BEHIND US,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT?
WE'RE REALLY FORTUNATE
RIGHT NOW.
WE GOT LUCKY.
I'M REALLY HAPPY
TO BE AT THE DOCK.
GOD.
*
[ WIND HOWLING ]
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
THE RIDE IN WAS NOT FUN.
DESTINATION GOING DOWN
AND EVERYTHING ELSE.
SPOOKY, MAN.
I WAS SPOOKED LAST NIGHT.
I STAYED UP HERE THE WHOLE TIME.
THEN OLE TOOK IT THE LAST
FOUR HOURS AND LET ME SLEEP.
Narrator:
LIKE THE REST OF THE FLEET,
THE SINKING OF THE DESTINATION
LEFT ITS MARK
ON CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
AND HIS CREW.
WE'RE GONNA GET THIS CRAB
OFF THE BOAT,
GO BACK OUT, GO BACK TO FISHING.
I CALLED THE WIFE,
AND SHE SAID, "COME HOME."
SHE'S NOT HAPPY WITH ME
BEING UP HERE.
ONCE SHE HEARD ABOUT THAT
OTHER BOAT, THE DESTINATION,
THEN SHE JUST KIND OF THOUGHT,
WELL, HEY, THERE'S NO NEED
FOR ME TO BE OUT HERE.
I THINK THAT'S IT FOR ME.
'CAUSE WHAT HAPPENED
ON DESTINATION
CAN HAPPEN TO ANYBODY.
SO, I'D RATHER BE HOME
THAN...BE SOMEWHERE ELSE, SO...
NORMALLY, I DON'T
REALLY LIKE TO TAKE OFF
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SEASON.
Narrator: WITH 51,000 POUNDS
STILL TO CATCH...
WHAT NOW?
EVERYBODY [BLEEP] LEAVING,
WHAT NOW?
I DON'T KNOW.
Narrator: ...JAKE IS BACK
TO A THREE-MAN DECK.
NO MATTER HOW TORMENTING
THE SEAS MAY BE,
YOU FINISH THE JOB.
SEE YOU.
-CANDITO.
-TAKE CARE, MAN.
-ALL RIGHT, MAN.
-BE SAFE OUT THERE.
Jake: I'M THIS CLOSE
TO FINISHING THE SEASON.
I HAVE A GOAL, AND I'M
DETERMINED TO MEET THAT GOAL.
[ "BEFORE THE FALLS"
BY EMILIA GLASER PLAYING ]
*
* TURNING AROUND
* THROUGH EVERY THOUGHT
* AND EVERY MEMORY
IN YOUR HEAD *
* SEEING EVERYONE
AND EVERYWHERE YOU'VE BEEN *
* YOU WONDER
WHERE IT ALL WENT BAD *
* WONDERING WHERE IT
ALL WENT BLACK *
Sig: RIGHT NOW,
I NEED TO GET OFF THE BOAT.
YOU KNOW, I'VE -- I'M SPOOKED.
I'M HEARTBROKEN.
MY WIFE ASKED ME TO COME HOME.
I WANT TO GO.
* LET THIS MOMENT
BE SET FREE *
* RUNNING FROM DARKNESS
* YOU'VE GROWN TIRED
YEAH.
Pilot: I FEEL LIKE THAT WHOLE
FISHING COMMUNITY,
WHEN SOMETHING HAPPENS,
THEY ALL KIND OF COME TOGETHER.
YEAH.
* YOU JUST WANT IT TO FLY,
FLY, FLY AWAY *
* OOH, OOH, OOH
* OOH, OOH, OOH
* OOH, OOH, OOH
* NOW, YOU'VE FLOWN AWAY