Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 14, Episode 14 - Supermoon Storm - full transcript
A 150-year supermoon storm wreaks havoc on tides, churning undersea currents that rip pots right off their lines. The Coast Guard attempt a rescue mission in the heart of the storm, while Wild Bill faces his worst nightmare as a greenhorn goes overboard.
♪♪
Sean:
THERE'S A STORM COMING.
♪♪
SUPERMOON.
IT'S A NIGHTMARE.
THAT SUPERMOON HAS
NO REMORSE, NO MERCY,
AND IT'S JUST LOOKING
TO BREAK SOMETHING.
WHOA!
OR SOMEONE.
♪♪
BY TOMORROW MORNING, THE WAVE
HEIGHTS ARE GONNA DOUBLE.
AND IT'S JUST BUILDING
AND GETTING WORSE AND WORSE.
♪ I AIN'T TRYIN'
TO BRING YOU DOWN ♪
♪ BUT, FOR REAL, YOU MIGHT
AS WELL GIVE UP NOW ♪
♪ THINK YOU GOT A CHANCE,
BUT I DON'T SEE HOW ♪
♪ GOT A REAL TIGHT GRIP
WHEN I HOLD THAT CROWN ♪
♪ MY LIFE'S BEEN GOOD AND BAD
AND ALL AROUND ♪
♪ THE MORE THINGS I LOST,
THE MORE I FOUND ♪
♪ ONE THING I TAUGHT
MYSELF TO DO ♪
♪ NO MATTER THE PROBLEM,
REFUSE TO LOSE ♪
♪ SO I'M-A LET IT BREATHE
JUST A LITTLE ♪
♪ GIVE IT TO YOU STRONG,
HEAVY METAL ♪
♪ I DON'T MAKE A SOUND
WHEN I STRIKE ♪
LET GO OF IT!
♪ JUST RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
-WATCH OUT!
-OH, GOD!
-OHH!
-OHH!
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
-OH.
WHOA!
-WHOO!
-WE GOT AN OIL LEAK!
♪ RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
Sean: WE GOT TO GO OUT THERE,
NO MATTER WHAT.
-HEY, HO!
-IT'S EITHER THAT OR QUITTING,
AND QUITTING'S
NOT IN OUR NATURE.
Man #1: This is the job
right now, boys.
Man #2:
This is the job.
Abort. Let's abort.
Abort.
'CAUSE IT'S THE
ONLY CHOICE YOU HAVE.
♪ RUN FOR YOUR LIFE,
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
OH! OHH!
♪ RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
Man: MAN OVERBOARD!
GET HIM! GET HIM
OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
IT BLEW HIM OVER!
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
♪♪
Sig: FULL MOON.
IT'S A BIG ONE COMING UP.
Narrator: FOUR WEEKS
INTO THE WINTER SEASON...
THERE'S DEFINITELY
SOMETHING GOING ON.
Josh:
BIG SEAS, BIG TIDES.
JUST EVERYTHING
HAS BEEN OUT OF WHACK.
Narrator: ...AN EXTRAORDINARY
FORCE OF NATURE
APPEARS ON THE HORIZON.
Sig: ♪ SUPERMOON ♪
Narrator: FOR THE FIRST TIME
IN MORE THAN A CENTURY...
I'M [BLEEP] SCARED
[BLEEP]-LESS.
Narrator:
...THE FLEET BRACES
FOR A ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME
SUPERMOON.
Bill: NEVER BEEN SO FRIGHTENED
OF A FULL MOON BEFORE.
Narrator: THE GRAVITATIONAL PULL
OF THE MOON CAUSES OCEAN TIDES.
BECAUSE THIS SUPERMOON
PASSES SO CLOSE TO THE EARTH,
IT CREATES A VIOLENT TIDAL FLOW.
WHEN UP AGAINST THE
DEEP LOW-PRESSURE SYSTEM,
THE CLASH OF TIDE AND STORM
CAN DRIVE WAVES
TO 30 FEET OR HIGHER.
Sean:
I'M NO ASTRONOMER,
BUT WE GOT SOME SERIOUS TIDES
GOING HERE.
THEY MAKE THE CRAB
KIND OF DIG INTO THE MUD,
AND THEY'RE OFF THE BITE.
Narrator: THE ROILING TIDES
COULD ALSO WREAK HAVOC
ON THE FLEET'S LIVELIHOOD.
Sig: YOU KNOW,
IT DOES AFFECT FISHING.
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT THE ANIMAL
KINGDOM HERE, YOU KNOW,
AND THE OCEANS AND TIDES
AND CURRENTS
AND GRAVITATIONAL PULL
FROM THE MOON,
AND CRAB KNOW IT'S COMING.
GOOD OR BAD,
WE'LL SEE WHAT IT DOES.
♪♪
♪♪
Man: OH. UH-OH.
UH-OH!
OOH.
THAT WAS A GOOD ONE.
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE 110-FOOT BRENNA A...
ALL RIGHT. IT'S A LITTLE EXTRA
BERING SEA OUT THERE.
♪♪
Narrator:
...BATTLING 35-KNOT WINDS
AND 30-FOOT WAVES...
Sean: IT'S COMING, MAN.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN SEAN DWYER AND CREW
STRUGGLE WITH
THE UNFORGIVING SEAS...
SEVEN. THAT's ALL
WE GOT. SEVEN.
...AND BAD NUMBERS.
Sean: OHH.
THAT STRING SUCKED.
MY NEXT STRING
IS 3 MILES TO THE WEST.
HOPEFULLY, IT GETS BETTER.
I GOT TO FIND
A LITTLE POCKET OF CRAB.
I HAVEN'T SEEN ANYTHING
WORTH FISHING ON.
Narrator: AFTER A DISAPPOINTING
START TO HIS OPILIO SEASON...
WE'VE GOT 200,000 POUNDS
TO CATCH.
I GOT TO FILL TWO TANKS
AND TAKE THEM INTO ST. PAUL.
Narrator: ...SEAN'S CHANCE
TO MAKE QUICK WORK OF HIS QUOTA
GETS SMALLER
AS THE WEATHER GETS BIGGER.
-OHH, YEAH!
-OHH, WILLI!
Willi:
IT'S GNARLY OUT HERE TODAY.
WE GOT WAVES,
WATER FLYING EVERYWHERE.
Hank: IF YOU GO IN THE DRINK
A DAY LIKE TODAY,
THAT'S ABOUT
ALL SHE WROTE FOR YA.
Sean: FIRST POT.
WE'LL CALL THIS STRING UNDERTOW.
[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
♪♪
WE NEED TO BE HAULING 150s TO
REALLY MAKE OUR DELIVERY DATE.
WHOO!
IF WE CAN'T FILL THOSE TANKS
BEFORE WE FINISH THIS TRIP,
THEN WE'RE GONNA BE
LOSING MONEY,
AND THE HARDER IT'S GONNA BE
TO PAY THOSE BILLS.
♪♪
DOES NOT LOOK GOOD.
THAT'S [BLEEP] BAD.
♪♪
♪♪
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATION ]
FIVE CRAB IN THAT LAST ONE.
THAT IS DEPRESSING.
♪♪
THIS BIG FULL MOON
IS KILLING US FOR FISHING.
AND THOSE BIG TIDES, WHEN YOU'RE
CRAB FISHING, THEY'RE NO GOOD.
THEY MAKE THE CRAB DIG INTO THE
MUD, AND THEY'RE OFF THE BITE.
BUT IF WE CAN GET
IN THE RIGHT SPOT,
WHEN THAT TIDE LETS UP,
IT'LL JUST BE LIKE
[BLEEP] CHRISTMAS, MAN.
Narrator: CONVINCED THAT THE
CRAB WILL EMERGE TO FEED
ONCE THE TIDES SUBSIDE...
Sean: SO WE NEED TO MOVE AWAY
FROM THIS SPOT.
EAST SIDE OF ST. PAUL
GETS SPINNING QUICK.
WE'LL SEE HOW
THE WEST SIDE LOOKS.
Narrator: ...SEAN WILL
SHUFFLE HIS GEAR WEST,
HOPING TO SET
IN FRONT OF THE SCHOOL,
THEN WAIT UNTIL
THE SUPERMOON WANES.
IF I'M RIGHT, WE CAN BE SITUATED
IN A GOOD SPOT
THAT WHEN THE TIDE DOES CHANGE,
WE'LL PUT SOME POUNDS
ON THIS THING.
WE'LL SEE. [ SIGHS ]
♪♪
Narrator: 15 MILES SOUTH...
Sig: OH, GOD.
LOOK AT THE WAVES.
AND THEY'RE JUST GONNA
GET WORSE, I THINK.
Narrator: ...ON THE 125-FOOT
NORTHWESTERN...
THE PEN GOES IN THERE.
NOPE. CORNER.
...SIG HANSEN TRAINS
HIS DAUGHTER MANDY
TO BE A CRAB-BOAT CAPTAIN...
CORNER. NOPE. NOPE.
NOPE. OTHER CORNER.
YEP.
...THE OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE
KIND.
GIVE ME MY BOOK.
[ SIG SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
[ LAUGHTER ]
MANDY'S BEEN A BIG HELP.
YOU KNOW, NOT ONLY HAS SHE BEEN
LEARNING HOW TO RUN THE BOAT,
SHE'S ALSO BEEN TAKING
WATCHES FOR US AT NIGHT.
SO I WOULD LET HER HAUL
SOME POTS,
BUT I THINK SHE NEEDED A NAP.
[ LAUGHS ]
OH, [BLEEP].
NOT PAYING ATTENTION.
Narrator:
WITH THE LESSON OVER,
SIG TURNS HIS FOCUS
TO THE BUILDING SEAS.
Sig: THE WEATHER IS COMING UP.
I'M TRYING TO BEAT IT.
SO, IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH,
WE'VE GOT TO BE AT THE PLANT
FIRST THING IN THE MORNING,
AND THEY'RE VERY ADAMANT
ABOUT BEING ON TIME.
Narrator: FACING AN OFFLOAD DATE
IN JUST 10 HOURS...
Sig: I NEED MINIMUM
50,000 POUNDS IN THAT TANK.
YOU KNOW, WITH THIS SUPERMOON,
I THINK THE CRAB
ARE GONNA GO CRAZY HERE.
I'VE SEEN IT MULTIPLE TIMES.
Narrator: UNLIKE SEAN DWYER,
WHO'S WAITING
FOR THE SUPERMOON TO WANE,
SIG IS COUNTING ON THE SUPERMOON
TO BRING A SPIKE IN HIS NUMBERS.
EVERYBODY HAS THEIR THEORIES.
IT MAKES IT INTERESTING.
WE GOT THE FIRST POT
COMING UP HERE.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
-WHOO!
-WHOO! WHOO!
OKAY, TAKE YOUR POSITIONS.
♪♪
I'D LIKE TO SEE
150, 200 AVERAGE.
SO, HOPEFULLY, THIS STRING
WILL DO ALL RIGHT FOR US,
AND THEN WE CAN HEAD IN.
♪♪
Man: 100, BABY. 100.
HERE WE GO.
COUPLE HUNDRED!
COUPLE HUNDRED, AT LEAST!
OHH, GOD!
LET THERE BE CRAB!
♪♪
OH, NO! LOOK OUT!
-[ GROANS ]
-OH, NOT GOOD.
HOW MUCH?
-68 CRAB?
-Yeah.
THE WHOLE POT?
Narrator: THE SUPER LUNAR EVENT
HAS NOT BROUGHT SUPER FISHING.
Edgar: OH, WE'RE GETTING
50s, 60s, 70s.
NOT QUITE WHAT WE WERE HOPING
FOR TO COVER OUR QUOTA.
Narrator: AND THE CREW
IS NOT EXACTLY...
OVER THE MOON ABOUT THE NUMBERS.
THE TIDES, THE MOONS.
THEY'RE ALL ANGRY.
Sig:
I'M RUNNING OUT OF TIME,
SO WE'RE JUST GONNA MAKE UP
OUR LOSS BY PULLING MORE POTS.
IT'S ALL YOU CAN DO.
♪♪
Sig: WE'VE REALLY GOT TO
BURN SOME GEAR DOWN.
FROM HERE ON OUT,
IT'S PEDAL TO THE METAL.
♪♪
♪♪
[BLEEP] DAMN IT!
I DON'T SEE IT!
-OHH! COME ON!
-COULD BE BAD!
TURN THE MAIN OFF!
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
♪♪
[BLEEP] DAMN IT!
I DON'T SEE IT!
-OH! COME ON!
-COULD BE BAD!
TURN THE MAIN OFF!
[ ALARM CHIRPING ]
[ ALARM STOPS ]
HOW DID HE SEE THAT?
I DIDN'T SEE IT ON MY...
I DIDN'T HEAR AN ALARM.
I DIDN'T SEE IT ON THE GAUGE.
SO HOW DID HE --
HOW DID HE KNOW ABOUT IT
WHILE WE WERE
HAULING GEAR?
NORMAN?
WHAT'S GOING ON?
HE SAID THE COPPER LINE THAT
GOES TO THE PRESSURE GAUGE
DOWN THERE IS CRACKED.
UHH. HOW MUCH OIL
IS LEFT IN THERE?
I CAN CHECK.
Narrator:
WITH THE MAIN SHUT DOWN,
ENGINEER EDGAR HANSEN MUST
QUICKLY REPAIR THE LEAK...
...AND THEN CHECK THE ENGINE
FOR ANY SERIOUS DAMAGE.
Sig: SO, NORM'S GONNA SEE HOW
MUCH OIL IS ACTUALLY MISSING.
HOPEFULLY, IT'S NOT THAT MUCH,
BUT WE'LL FIND OUT.
Narrator:
WITHOUT OIL TO LUBRICATE IT,
THE ENGINE WILL HEAT UP
AND SEIZE...
...LEAVING THE NORTHWESTERN
ADRIFT IN BUILDING SEAS
OVER 100 MILES
FROM THE NEAREST PORT.
Sig:
I DIDN'T HEAR AN ALARM.
DID HE GO DOWN THERE
JUST COINCIDENTALLY?
NO, I TOLD HIM IT SMELLS
LIKE OIL, AND HE WENT DOWN.
-YOU SMELLED IT?
-YES.
GOOD.
THAT'SWHAT YOU DO!
YEAH, IT'S IN BETWEEN
THE "FULL" AND "EMPTY."
ONLY DROPPED
ABOUT THAT MUCH.
Sig: OKAY. [BLEEP].
WE GOT LUCKY.
JUST GOT REAL LUCKY.
MATT SAVED THE DAY.
WE WOULD HAVE LOST IT ALL.
I MEAN, IF THE ALARM
ON THE ENGINE DIDN'T GO OFF,
HE'S ALL HARD ON IT
LIKE HE'S DOING,
YOU CAN KISS
YOUR ENGINE GOODBYE.
Sig: AHH.
WHY? DID YOU JUST
PINCH IT OFF?
OH, SO IT'S JUST
GOT TO BE REPLACED?
YEAH.
-ALL RIGHT, ED. THANK YOU.
-YEAH.
♪♪
Sig:
WELL, WE'RE RUNNING LATE.
WEATHER LOOKS LIKE IT'S COMING
UP MORE EVERY MINUTE HERE.
SO, I WAS GONNA GIVE MYSELF
EIGHT HOURS TO GET IN,
BUT WITH THE WAY THIS [BLEEP]
HAS BEEN GOING, EHH...
Narrator: WITH A TEMPORARY FIX
HOLDING THE OIL LINE...
I -- I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE.
Narrator:
...SIG COUNTS HIS BLESSINGS
AND RUNS TO PORT EARLY.
Sig: WE'RE GONNA
JUST GET OUT OF HERE.
WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO,
IT'S TIME TO GO.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
45 MILES NORTHWEST...
Bill: WE'RE GETTING
INTO SOME BIG TIDES.
Narrator: ...ON THE
113-FOOT SUMMER BAY...
♪♪
IT'S GONNA BE AN
INTERESTING EVENING HERE.
IT'S NOT THE BEST TIME
TO BE FISHING,
BUT MAKE THE BEST OF IT,
KEEP DIGGING.
THIS IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
"WILD BILL" WICHROWSKI
FIGHTS HIS WAY
TO HIS NEXT STRING
IN THE BUILDING TIDAL SWELL.
I HAVE A FEELING THIS
MIGHT BE ROUGH AS A COB.
[ GROANING ]
Narrator: THE NINE-DAY TRIP HAS
TAKEN ITS TOLL ON HIS CREW.
SPENCER, YOU LOOK BEAT-UP.
THIS HAS BEEN THE WEIRDEST
SEASON, BUT I CAN'T COMPLAIN.
WE GOT -- I THINK WE GOT
100 UNDER THE LIDS.
Narrator: BILL SET BACK
ON A PRODUCTIVE HOT SPOT.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS, FIRST POT.
Narrator: AND HE'S LOOKING
FOR ONE LAST PAYDAY.
HERE WE GO! ROCK AND ROLL!
HERE WE GO!
♪♪
COME ON, BABY. COME ON BACK.
♪♪
♪♪
UGH. NOT A WHOLE LOT
OF LIFE THERE...
IF AT ALL.
Man: Got 11 crab.
That's 4-1.
SON OF A BITCH.
COME ON. YOU'RE HERE SOMEWHERE.
I KNOW YOU ARE.
-WHOO!
-NADA, NADA.
NOTHIN', NOTHIN'.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS HERE.
MAYBE IT'S THE MOON,
MAYBE IT'S JUST ME,
BUT I DON'T KNOW.
9 POTS, 81 CRAB.
Narrator:
BILL'S BET'S A BUST.
HIS HOT SPOT'S PLAYED OUT.
THE ELUSIVE OPILIO CRAB
OF THE BERING SEA.
♪♪
SOUTH-SOUTHWEST
OF ST. PAUL, ST. GEORGE,
WHERE IT STARTS TO GET
TOO DEEP TO FISH.
THE OLD "PUT 'EM
SOMEWHERE ELSE" TRICK.
Narrator: LESS-POWERFUL TIDES
AND DEEPER WATERS
ALLOW THE CRAB TO
MOVE MORE FREELY TO FEED,
AND THAT MEANS
MORE PRODUCTIVE FISHING.
Bill:
THE QUICKER WE GET IT PICKED UP,
THE QUICKER WE'RE OUT OF HERE.
WE'RE GONNA HAUL ASS ON THESE.
Narrator: TO MAKE THE MOVE,
THE CREW MUST STACK
ALL 120 POTS IN ROUGH SEAS.
Man: HEY, UH,
YOU NEED TO SPIN IT.
Bill: YOU KNOW, FOR SPENCER
NOT BEING A VERY BIG GUY,
HE'S GOOD ON THE STACK.
Narrator: AND A RELIABLE
STACK MAN IS ESSENTIAL.
GOES TO MAKE A NICE, TIGHT KNOT,
WHICH KEEPS THE STACK TIGHTER,
WHICH KEEPS US SAFER,
WHICH IS REALLY COMFORTING.
YOU KNOW, IT'S WEIRD
HOW THINGS WORK OUT.
KNOWN THAT KID HIS ENTIRE LIFE.
HIS DAD AND I WERE FISHING
BUDDIES FOR A LONG TIME.
I HELD SPENCER WHEN HE WAS ABOUT
THIS BIG, FRESH OUT OF THE OVEN.
MY DAUGHTER'S MOM AND I MADE
A LITTLE HAND-PAINTED ONESIE
FOR HIM THAT HAD A PICTURE
OF HIS DAD'S BOAT ON IT,
A LITTLE CRAB,
AND HIS NAME ACROSS IT.
IT WAS PRETTY FUNNY.
IT LOOKED PRETTY NEAT.
THE COLORS MATCHED PERFECTLY.
HE'S A GOOD KID.
I'M GLAD HE'S ONBOARD.
♪♪
[ STATIC CRACKLING ]
Man: COAST GUARD RESCUE 6-0-0-4.
REQUESTING A CLEARANCE
TO DEPART FOR
A SEARCH-AND-RESCUE CASE.
HE'S GOT A FLAIL CHEST,
IN DISTRESS,
AND IT'S A POSSIBLE
BROKEN RIBS WITH A LUNG.
HOLY SMOKES. I THOUGHT
IWAS HAVING A BAD DAY.
Woman: COAST GUARD RESCUE,
ROGER THAT REQUEST. STAND BY.
Narrator: 430 MILES SOUTHEAST,
IN COLD BAY, ALASKA...
-You want to do a ice check?
-Yeah, we need to do that.
Narrator:
THE UNITED STATES COAST GUARD
RECEIVES A DISTRESS CALL
FROM A FISHING VESSEL.
I'll see if I can give
the boat a call here.
That's good.
THE CREWMAN HAS SUFFERED
A POTENTIALLY
LIFE-THREATENING INJURY.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
This is a Coast Guard
rescue helicopter.
Man: This is...
Yeah, go ahead.
Just looking to check
the condition of your --
of your victim.
Is he conscious?
He is conscious,
but he's barely stable.
WITH THE PATIENT
IN CRITICAL CONDITION,
A QUICK RECOVERY COULD MEAN
THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH.
Woman: Coast Guard rescue,
you have clearance.
Coast Guard
rescue 6-0-0-4
Is cleared in the
Cold Bay service area.
Thanks for the help.
-You guys ready to roll?
-Go ahead.
All right, fellas,
let's go save a life, shall we?
♪♪
Man: En route from
Cold Bay for a medevac.
0-5-P-O-B.
Josh: IF YOU GOT TO GET
PICKED UP BY THE COAST GUARD,
IT'S NEVER A GOOD THING.
THAT'S, UH -- IT'S JUST --
THAT'S SCARY.
THAT'S WHY I ALWAYS TAKE THINGS
A LITTLE BIT EASIER OVER HERE.
Yep. Roger.
Got them on radar.
Narrator: THE COAST GUARD RUSHES
TO SAVE AN INJURED FISHERMAN...
♪♪
JUST WATCH YOUR ASSES OUT THERE,
ALL RIGHT?
'CAUSE IT'S NOT A --
IT'S NOT A FUN DAY TODAY.
Narrator:
...WHILE ON THE CORNELIA MARIE,
CAPTAIN JOSH HARRIS KEEPS
A SHARP EYE ON HIS CREW...
THIS SETTING.
IT'S SETTING IN EXTREME WEATHER.
Narrator:
...WHILE SETTING UP HIS GEAR
IN THE HEART
OF A SUPERMOON STORM.
YOU KNOW, WE'VE JUST HAD
A LOT OF ACCIDENTS
ON THIS BOAT LATELY.
HEY! HEADS UP!
HEADS UP!
A LOT OF CLOSE CALLS.
BIG WEATHER, EASY MISTAKES.
GOING OVER!
A LOT OF TIMES,
THAT'S WHAT GETS YOU KILLED.
♪♪
SO, WE'RE PRETTY FAR WEST NOW.
CAME ALL THE WAY OVER HERE
BECAUSE THE CRAB
SEEM TO HAVE MOVED.
Narrator:
COMING OFF A SUCCESSFUL
HAUL AT THE ROCK PILE...
THEY TEND TO GET BLOWN AROUND
WITH THE CURRENTS.
Josh: ...JOSH PLANS TO
STAY IN FRONT OF THE CRAB,
COUNTING ON THE POWERFUL
SUPERMOON TIDES
TO SWEEP THEM
INTO HIS WAITING POTS.
Josh: THAT ONE'S GONNA
FILL THIS TANK, DUDE.
WHATEVER GETS US OUT
OF THIS HELLHOLE FASTER.
♪♪
HELLO.
HEY! HO!
AAH!
-OH!
-OH, OH!
OH, [BLEEP].
[ GROANING ]
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT
OUT THERE?
OH, D.J.'s INJURED.
Narrator:
A POT GOES OVER THE RAIL
JUST AS THE LINE WRAPS
AROUND DECK BOSS
D.J. CAMPBELL'S ARM...
-HEY, HEY!
-WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!
Narrator: ...NEARLY EARNING HIM
A ONE-WAY TICKET
TO THE BOTTOM OF THE BERING SEA.
Josh: YOU OKAY, DUDE?
IT JUST HURT MY KNEE
'CAUSE OF THE WAY I DROPPED IT.
-[ LAUGHS ]
-THAT WAS MY FAULT.
IT'S ALL GOOD.
LINE WRAPPED BEHIND HIS BACK,
AND I THREW THE BAG.
I DIDN'T LOOK AT HIM
BEFORE I THREW IT.
SO HE TRIED TO TWIST OUT OF IT
AND TWEAKED HIS KNEE
A LITTLE BIT.
MY BAD.
ALWAYS REMEMBER, LET THE GUY
THROW IN FRONT OF YOU
BEFORE YOU THROW, PLEASE.
WE GOT HIM OUT.
Josh:
HE JUST GOT WRAPPED UP.
JUST ABOUT [BLEEP] DRAGGED
HIM OFF THE SIDE OF THE BOAT.
YANKED OVER THE SIDE.
THAT'S HOW A LOT OF GUYS DIE.
SCARY WAY TO GO.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
20 MILES EAST...
Bill: SUPERMOON.
IT'S THE ABSOLUTE WORST.
Narrator:
...ON THE SUMMER BAY...
Bill: THE WHOLE IDEA OF THIS
THING IS TO BEAT THE MOON
AND BEAT THE OTHER BOATS TO THE
CRAB THAT'S DOWN THERE, SO...
AND I'M GONNA DO A "BOMBS AWAY"
TO THE SOUTH,
A LITTLE BIT DEEPER.
Narrator: ...WHILE THE STORM
CONTINUES TO RAGE...
-HERE WE GO.
-GOING OVER!
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN WILD BILL WICHROWSKI
LAUNCHES HIS GEAR
SOUTH OF ST. PAUL ISLAND,
AT DEPTHS LESS AFFECTED
BY THE CRUSHING TIDES.
WE'RE SETTING THESE POTS AND
HOPE TO CATCH THE [BLEEP] CRAB!
-YEAH, GO.
-YEAH! GO!
Bill: WE'RE FISHING
AT 67 FATHOMS HERE.
WE'RE GONNA -- I DON'T KNOW.
THERE'S SO MUCH LUCK
IN THIS [BLEEP].
ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN.
Man:
Contact Kodiak rescue 0-4.
We are coming on scene
for the medevac.
YEAH, IT'S A GOOD THING
WE GOT THE U.S. COAST GUARD
CHASING US AROUND.
♪♪
Narrator:
350 MILES SOUTHEAST...
...A U.S. COAST GUARD
MH-60 JAYHAWK HELICOPTER
CLOSES IN ON THE FISHING VESSEL.
THEIR MISSION --
AN EMERGENCY AERIAL MEDEVAC
OF A CRITICALLY INJURED CREWMAN.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
THE PLAN IS TO LOWER A RESCUE
SWIMMER ONTO THE VESSEL,
ASSESS THE CREWMAN'S CONDITION,
THEN HOIST HIM UP
TO THE WAITING HELICOPTER...
...ALL WHILE
FIGHTING 35-KNOT WINDS...
...AND RIPPING SUPERMOON TIDES.
[ Sighs ]
Computerized female voice:
100 FEET.
100 FEET.
100 FEET.
100 FEET. ALT, ALT.
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE BERING SEA...
...THE COAST GUARD IS IN THE
MIDST OF AN AT-SEA RESCUE.
BUT 35-KNOT GUSTS
AND 20-FOOT SEAS
THREATEN TO SCUTTLE THE MISSION.
[ Man sighs ]
Computerized female voice:
100 FEET.
Narrator: WITH LIMITED FUEL
FOR THE RETURN FLIGHT...
...THE COAST GUARD
IS RUNNING OUT OF TIME.
Narrator: GIVEN THE
STILL-TURBULENT WEATHER
AND THE CREWMAN'S
STABLE CONDITION...
...THE PRUDENT CHOICE
IS TO ABORT THE MISSION.
♪♪
220 MILES NORTHWEST...
Jake:
ALL'S I'VE BEEN DOING IS GETTING
THE CRAP KNOCKED OUT OF ME.
SUPERMOON.
Narrator:
...ON THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
♪♪
...IN THE SAME FEARSOME SEAS
THAT FORCED THE U.S. COAST GUARD
TO ABORT THEIR MISSION...
Jake: SOME OF THESE WAVES
ARE MOVING
UP TO 35 NAUTICAL MILES AN HOUR.
SEE? THEY'RE BUILDING.
PRETTY SOON,
THEY'LL BE STEADY 20-FOOTERS,
WITH AN OCCASIONAL 30.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
FIGHTS HIS WAY
TOWARD THE FINISH LINE.
Jake: I'VE GOT ABOUT 35,000
POUNDS ON BOARD OF CRAB.
IF I CAN GET 10,000 MORE POUNDS,
I CAN THEN GO TO ST. PAUL.
Narrator: AND DESPITE THE
HELLACIOUS WEATHER...
Jake:
REALLY JUST WANT TO KEEP GOING,
JUST KEEP CRAB
COMING ON THE BOAT.
I HAVE TO FISH.
Narrator: ...THE YOUNG CAPTAIN
IS DETERMINED
TO HAUL HIS LAST STRING.
♪♪
GUYS, BE CAREFUL OUT THERE.
IT'S JUST GETTING WORSE
AND WORSE.
WHY ARE YOU JUST HANGING OUT
BY THE RAIL LIKE THAT?
IT'S HARD TO SEE THE BUOYS
BECAUSE OF THE DIPS
OF THE TIDE AND THE CURRENT.
OH, THEY MAKE ME
SO NERVOUS.
Jake: THESE GUYS ARE WORKING
TWO FEET ABOVE THE WATERLINE --
2 FEET -- WITH A RAIL
THAT'S ABOUT WAIST-HIGH
KEEPING THEM FROM GOING OVER.
BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO INTO
THE WATER TO DIE OUT HERE.
YOU JUST HAVE TO GET HIT
BY ONE OF THESE THINGS.
♪♪
MILLIONS AND MILLIONS OF GALLONS
FALLING RIGHT ON TOP
OF YOUR HEAD
WILL CRUSH YOU LIKE CONCRETE.
♪♪
[ MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
EMPTY POTS.
FUNNY THING IS, IT AIN'T EMPTY.
LOOK AT ALL THAT CRAB
ON THE TABLE.
Narrator: BIG NUMBERS
COMING OVER THE RAIL...
Jake: THESE POTS ARE FULL --
FULL OF BY-CATCH.
Narrator:
...DON'T ALWAYS SIGNAL SUCCESS.
IT'S ALL GOING OVER THE SIDE.
Narrator: PEPPERED IN WITH
THE LEGAL MALE CRAB,
THERE'S A POTPOURRI OF FEMALES,
JUVENILES, AND BAIRDI.
Sean: DAMN IT!
TRYING TO FILL THIS TANK,
AND THEY'RE NOT
FILLING IT AT ALL.
Jake:
I'VE GOT TO MAKE MONEY.
I'VE GOT BILLS TO PAY.
THEY'VE GOT BILLS TO PAY.
BUT WHEN YOU'RE A CAPTAIN,
THAT'S THE PRESSURE AND STRESS
THAT YOU'RE UNDER.
I'D PREFER TO STAY OUT HERE
TILL WE'RE FULL.
I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER
WE CAN DO THIS,
BUT I GOT SEVEN MORE POTS
WITH THIS ONE.
WATCH OUT.
♪♪
[ GROANS ] DAMN IT.
REALLY NOT LIKING THIS STRING.
MAYBE I SHOULD JUST STOP NOW.
I DON'T LIKE PUTTING MY GUYS
AT RISK FOR BULL-[BLEEP].
[BLEEP] JACOB, WATCH OUT.
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
-OHH!
-OHH!
Narrator:
THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Man: IT IS JUNIOR'S BIRTHDAY.
TURNING 20.
All: ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
JUNIOR MAN ♪
♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ♪
YAY!
♪ AND MANY MORE,
AND MANY MORE ♪
-HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUDDY.
-THANK YOU, GUYS.
THAT'S MY ROOMMATE RIGHT THERE!
THAT'S MY ROOMIE.
-THANK YOU, GUYS.
-LET'S EAT SOME CAKE.
EXCUSE ME.
-OHH!
-OHH!
OHH!
[ LAUGHTER ]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FROM
THE CORNELIA MARIE!
I DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING.
[ LAUGHS ] OH, MY GOD.
[ LAUGHTER ]
Narrator:
SO FAR THIS SEASON,
THE SAGA,THE BRENNA A,
AND THE SUMMER BAY
ARE THE BOTTOM-FEEDERS.
♪♪
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
MAYBE I SHOULD JUST STOP NOW.
I DON'T LIKE PUTTING MY GUYS
AT RISK FOR BULL-[BLEEP].
[BLEEP] JACOB, WATCH OUT.
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
-OHH!
-OHH!
-OHH!
-OHH!
Narrator: ...THE BOAT
SHUDDERS FROM THE IMPACT
OF A 30-FOOT ROGUE WAVE.
EVERYBODY OKAY OUT THERE?
-[BLEEP].
-YOU ALL RIGHT?
-YOU OKAY?
-YOU OKAY, JACOB?
DID IT HIT YOU WITH THE WALL,
OR WAS IT JUST SPRAY?
I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT.
IT SNUCK UP ON ME.
Jacob:
COILING MY HOOK LINE --
I LOOK DOWN, AND WATER
COMES UP TO THE DECK BOARDS.
WATER COMES UP
TO THE DECK BOARDS,
AND THE COILER
JUST COMES TOWARDS ME.
AND I KIND OF
JUST HUNKERED DOWN.
I DIDN'T EVEN GET PUSHED OVER.
THE COILER TOOK THE HIT
OF THE WAVE --
THE IMPACT OF THE WAVE.
THAT WAS GOD
PROTECTING ME, THERE.
WOW!
Narrator: IN JUST SECONDS,
THE 30-FOOT WAVE
BREAKS ACROSS
THE STARBOARD RAIL,
RIPS THE 150-POUND COILER
OFF THE DECK,
AND NEARLY CRUSHES
DECKHAND JACOB HUTCHINS.
Jacob:
IF THAT WAVE HIT ME, IT WOULD
HAVE THROWN ME ACROSS THE DECK,
AND I PROBABLY WOULD
HAVE BEEN HURT REALLY BAD.
I PROBABLY WOULD HAVE LOST
MY FISHING CAREER.
THAT -- THAT WAVE HIT HARD.
IT DRENCHED ME
ALL THE WAY THROUGH.
I MEAN, I DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT.
YOU GOT TO ROCK --
YOU GOT TO ROCK IT UP THIS WAY.
OKAY.
MILLIONS AND MILLIONS OF GALLONS
MOVING AT 20 MILES AN HOUR.
IT'S LIKE A ONE-INCH PUNCH
BY BRUCE LEE -- BAM!
YOU DON'T SEE IT COMING.
I DON'T THINK
I CAN SAFELY HAUL HERE,
'CAUSE IT'S JUST BUILDING
AND GETTING WORSE AND WORSE.
CALLING IT QUITS.
HEADING IN TO ST. PAUL.
Narrator: FACED WITH DANGEROUS
AND UNPREDICTABLE SEAS...
HEY, GUYS, UH, GO INSIDE.
AFTER YOU STACK THESE POTS
AND SORT IT,
I THINK THE JIG IS UP.
GOOD JOBS OUT THERE. YOU SHOULD
BE PROUD OF YOURSELVES.
Narrator: ...JAKE
FORGOES FILLING HIS TANKS,
FOR THE SAFETY OF HIS CREW.
Jake: THE SUPERMOON
HAS NO REMORSE, NO MERCY,
AND IT'S JUST LOOKING
TO BREAK SOMETHING.
OR SOMEONE.
♪♪
Narrator: WHILE THE SUPERMOON
STORM FORCES ANOTHER CAPTAIN
TO THROW IN THE TOWEL...
Bill:
FIRST POT COMING UP.
Narrator:
...ON THE SUMMER BAY...
LET'S DO IT.
Bill:
WE'RE FISHING 67 FATHOMS HERE.
WE'RE GONNA -- WE GOT TO GO
THREE MORE FATHOMS DEEPER.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN WILD BILL WICHROWSKI
IS NOT COWED
BY THE MAYHEM AROUND HIM.
I KNOW THAT THE WEATHER'S
COME UP CONSIDERABLY
IN THE LAST 45 MINUTES,
BUT YOU CAN'T WISH CRAB
INTO THE POTS.
ONLY WAY TO GET THEM THERE
IS BY GOING AFTER THEM.
Narrator: HE'S BETTING
THAT HIS DEEPWATER STRINGS
WILL OUTFOX
THE SUPERMOON'S TIDES...
AND BRING HIM BIG NUMBERS.
SPENCER, BE SAFE.
SPENCER DAVIS
IS ON THE RAIL.
ALL RIGHT. HERE WE GO.
FIRST POT.
I DON'T SEE ANYBODY AROUND.
IF WE FIND CRAB, IT'S AWESOME.
HOPEFULLY, IT'S A LUCKY BREAK.
♪♪
ARE THE TIDES TURNING
OR WHAT HERE?
Narrator: AS THE POTS RISE
CLOSER TO THE SURFACE...
GET THE OTHER HOOK.
...THE INCREASING CURRENT
PLAYS HAVOC WITH THE BLOCK.
AW, COME ON.
♪♪
♪♪
WE'RE GONNA PICK THESE UP,
BRING IN SOME CRAB.
♪♪
♪♪
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
-DAMN!
Bill: I KNEW TODAY
WAS GONNA BE A GOOD DAY.
YEAH, BABY. THAT'S WHAT
WE WANT, RIGHT HERE.
223. THAT'S 2-2-3!
[ MEN CHEERING ]
♪♪
271. THAT'S 2-7-1.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
THIS IS EXACTLY THE DIRECTION
WE NEEDED TO GO.
Narrator:
WILD BILL'S DEEPWATER PLAN
UNLOCKS THE BERING SEA'S BOUNTY.
THERE IS A METHOD TO MY MADNESS.
AH-HA-HA-HA-HA.
[ MEN CHEERING ]
Narrator: BUT AS THE SUMMER BAY
STUFF ITS TANKS...
WE'RE PROBABLY ON THE BEST
FISHING IN THE FLEET RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
...THE FULL SUPERMOON
RISES TO THE HEIGHT
OF ITS POWER.
THE SUPERMOON IS THE [BLEEP]
BANE OF MY EXISTENCE.
WAS HOPING TO HAVE AT LEAST
ONE FULL TANK BY NOW,
BUT THOSE CRAB ARE NOT HUNGRY.
IT'S ALL WE CAN DO,
JUST KEEP WAITING IT OUT.
Sig:
THAT SEEMS TO BE THE WAY IT IS
OUT THERE FOR THE WHOLE FLEET.
IT'S NOT GONNA BE A FUN TRIP IN.
Josh: MUST BE CRAB FISHING
IN THE BERING SEA.
SHE NEVER LETS YOU LEAVE EASY.
256. 261.
302. THAT'S 3-0-2.
BEAT THE MOON
AND BEAT THE OTHER BOATS
TO THE CRAB THAT'S DOWN THERE.
SO, SUPERMOON...
[ Tauntingly ] HA-HA!
Man: TIDES ARE RIPPING!
TIDES ARE RIPPING!
♪♪
FIGHTING THIS CURRENT.
I CAN'T EVEN GET THE
[BLEEP]-DAMN THING TO TURN.
OHH!
-MAN OVERBOARD!
-MAN OVERBOARD!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
-GET HIM!
-GET HIM OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
-IT BLEW HIM OVER!
-[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
♪♪
♪♪
Sean:
THERE'S A STORM COMING.
♪♪
SUPERMOON.
IT'S A NIGHTMARE.
THAT SUPERMOON HAS
NO REMORSE, NO MERCY,
AND IT'S JUST LOOKING
TO BREAK SOMETHING.
WHOA!
OR SOMEONE.
♪♪
BY TOMORROW MORNING, THE WAVE
HEIGHTS ARE GONNA DOUBLE.
AND IT'S JUST BUILDING
AND GETTING WORSE AND WORSE.
♪ I AIN'T TRYIN'
TO BRING YOU DOWN ♪
♪ BUT, FOR REAL, YOU MIGHT
AS WELL GIVE UP NOW ♪
♪ THINK YOU GOT A CHANCE,
BUT I DON'T SEE HOW ♪
♪ GOT A REAL TIGHT GRIP
WHEN I HOLD THAT CROWN ♪
♪ MY LIFE'S BEEN GOOD AND BAD
AND ALL AROUND ♪
♪ THE MORE THINGS I LOST,
THE MORE I FOUND ♪
♪ ONE THING I TAUGHT
MYSELF TO DO ♪
♪ NO MATTER THE PROBLEM,
REFUSE TO LOSE ♪
♪ SO I'M-A LET IT BREATHE
JUST A LITTLE ♪
♪ GIVE IT TO YOU STRONG,
HEAVY METAL ♪
♪ I DON'T MAKE A SOUND
WHEN I STRIKE ♪
LET GO OF IT!
♪ JUST RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
-WATCH OUT!
-OH, GOD!
-OHH!
-OHH!
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
-OH.
WHOA!
-WHOO!
-WE GOT AN OIL LEAK!
♪ RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
Sean: WE GOT TO GO OUT THERE,
NO MATTER WHAT.
-HEY, HO!
-IT'S EITHER THAT OR QUITTING,
AND QUITTING'S
NOT IN OUR NATURE.
Man #1: This is the job
right now, boys.
Man #2:
This is the job.
Abort. Let's abort.
Abort.
'CAUSE IT'S THE
ONLY CHOICE YOU HAVE.
♪ RUN FOR YOUR LIFE,
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
OH! OHH!
♪ RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ♪
Man: MAN OVERBOARD!
GET HIM! GET HIM
OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
IT BLEW HIM OVER!
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
♪♪
Sig: FULL MOON.
IT'S A BIG ONE COMING UP.
Narrator: FOUR WEEKS
INTO THE WINTER SEASON...
THERE'S DEFINITELY
SOMETHING GOING ON.
Josh:
BIG SEAS, BIG TIDES.
JUST EVERYTHING
HAS BEEN OUT OF WHACK.
Narrator: ...AN EXTRAORDINARY
FORCE OF NATURE
APPEARS ON THE HORIZON.
Sig: ♪ SUPERMOON ♪
Narrator: FOR THE FIRST TIME
IN MORE THAN A CENTURY...
I'M [BLEEP] SCARED
[BLEEP]-LESS.
Narrator:
...THE FLEET BRACES
FOR A ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME
SUPERMOON.
Bill: NEVER BEEN SO FRIGHTENED
OF A FULL MOON BEFORE.
Narrator: THE GRAVITATIONAL PULL
OF THE MOON CAUSES OCEAN TIDES.
BECAUSE THIS SUPERMOON
PASSES SO CLOSE TO THE EARTH,
IT CREATES A VIOLENT TIDAL FLOW.
WHEN UP AGAINST THE
DEEP LOW-PRESSURE SYSTEM,
THE CLASH OF TIDE AND STORM
CAN DRIVE WAVES
TO 30 FEET OR HIGHER.
Sean:
I'M NO ASTRONOMER,
BUT WE GOT SOME SERIOUS TIDES
GOING HERE.
THEY MAKE THE CRAB
KIND OF DIG INTO THE MUD,
AND THEY'RE OFF THE BITE.
Narrator: THE ROILING TIDES
COULD ALSO WREAK HAVOC
ON THE FLEET'S LIVELIHOOD.
Sig: YOU KNOW,
IT DOES AFFECT FISHING.
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT THE ANIMAL
KINGDOM HERE, YOU KNOW,
AND THE OCEANS AND TIDES
AND CURRENTS
AND GRAVITATIONAL PULL
FROM THE MOON,
AND CRAB KNOW IT'S COMING.
GOOD OR BAD,
WE'LL SEE WHAT IT DOES.
♪♪
♪♪
Man: OH. UH-OH.
UH-OH!
OOH.
THAT WAS A GOOD ONE.
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE 110-FOOT BRENNA A...
ALL RIGHT. IT'S A LITTLE EXTRA
BERING SEA OUT THERE.
♪♪
Narrator:
...BATTLING 35-KNOT WINDS
AND 30-FOOT WAVES...
Sean: IT'S COMING, MAN.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN SEAN DWYER AND CREW
STRUGGLE WITH
THE UNFORGIVING SEAS...
SEVEN. THAT's ALL
WE GOT. SEVEN.
...AND BAD NUMBERS.
Sean: OHH.
THAT STRING SUCKED.
MY NEXT STRING
IS 3 MILES TO THE WEST.
HOPEFULLY, IT GETS BETTER.
I GOT TO FIND
A LITTLE POCKET OF CRAB.
I HAVEN'T SEEN ANYTHING
WORTH FISHING ON.
Narrator: AFTER A DISAPPOINTING
START TO HIS OPILIO SEASON...
WE'VE GOT 200,000 POUNDS
TO CATCH.
I GOT TO FILL TWO TANKS
AND TAKE THEM INTO ST. PAUL.
Narrator: ...SEAN'S CHANCE
TO MAKE QUICK WORK OF HIS QUOTA
GETS SMALLER
AS THE WEATHER GETS BIGGER.
-OHH, YEAH!
-OHH, WILLI!
Willi:
IT'S GNARLY OUT HERE TODAY.
WE GOT WAVES,
WATER FLYING EVERYWHERE.
Hank: IF YOU GO IN THE DRINK
A DAY LIKE TODAY,
THAT'S ABOUT
ALL SHE WROTE FOR YA.
Sean: FIRST POT.
WE'LL CALL THIS STRING UNDERTOW.
[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
♪♪
WE NEED TO BE HAULING 150s TO
REALLY MAKE OUR DELIVERY DATE.
WHOO!
IF WE CAN'T FILL THOSE TANKS
BEFORE WE FINISH THIS TRIP,
THEN WE'RE GONNA BE
LOSING MONEY,
AND THE HARDER IT'S GONNA BE
TO PAY THOSE BILLS.
♪♪
DOES NOT LOOK GOOD.
THAT'S [BLEEP] BAD.
♪♪
♪♪
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATION ]
FIVE CRAB IN THAT LAST ONE.
THAT IS DEPRESSING.
♪♪
THIS BIG FULL MOON
IS KILLING US FOR FISHING.
AND THOSE BIG TIDES, WHEN YOU'RE
CRAB FISHING, THEY'RE NO GOOD.
THEY MAKE THE CRAB DIG INTO THE
MUD, AND THEY'RE OFF THE BITE.
BUT IF WE CAN GET
IN THE RIGHT SPOT,
WHEN THAT TIDE LETS UP,
IT'LL JUST BE LIKE
[BLEEP] CHRISTMAS, MAN.
Narrator: CONVINCED THAT THE
CRAB WILL EMERGE TO FEED
ONCE THE TIDES SUBSIDE...
Sean: SO WE NEED TO MOVE AWAY
FROM THIS SPOT.
EAST SIDE OF ST. PAUL
GETS SPINNING QUICK.
WE'LL SEE HOW
THE WEST SIDE LOOKS.
Narrator: ...SEAN WILL
SHUFFLE HIS GEAR WEST,
HOPING TO SET
IN FRONT OF THE SCHOOL,
THEN WAIT UNTIL
THE SUPERMOON WANES.
IF I'M RIGHT, WE CAN BE SITUATED
IN A GOOD SPOT
THAT WHEN THE TIDE DOES CHANGE,
WE'LL PUT SOME POUNDS
ON THIS THING.
WE'LL SEE. [ SIGHS ]
♪♪
Narrator: 15 MILES SOUTH...
Sig: OH, GOD.
LOOK AT THE WAVES.
AND THEY'RE JUST GONNA
GET WORSE, I THINK.
Narrator: ...ON THE 125-FOOT
NORTHWESTERN...
THE PEN GOES IN THERE.
NOPE. CORNER.
...SIG HANSEN TRAINS
HIS DAUGHTER MANDY
TO BE A CRAB-BOAT CAPTAIN...
CORNER. NOPE. NOPE.
NOPE. OTHER CORNER.
YEP.
...THE OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE
KIND.
GIVE ME MY BOOK.
[ SIG SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
[ LAUGHTER ]
MANDY'S BEEN A BIG HELP.
YOU KNOW, NOT ONLY HAS SHE BEEN
LEARNING HOW TO RUN THE BOAT,
SHE'S ALSO BEEN TAKING
WATCHES FOR US AT NIGHT.
SO I WOULD LET HER HAUL
SOME POTS,
BUT I THINK SHE NEEDED A NAP.
[ LAUGHS ]
OH, [BLEEP].
NOT PAYING ATTENTION.
Narrator:
WITH THE LESSON OVER,
SIG TURNS HIS FOCUS
TO THE BUILDING SEAS.
Sig: THE WEATHER IS COMING UP.
I'M TRYING TO BEAT IT.
SO, IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH,
WE'VE GOT TO BE AT THE PLANT
FIRST THING IN THE MORNING,
AND THEY'RE VERY ADAMANT
ABOUT BEING ON TIME.
Narrator: FACING AN OFFLOAD DATE
IN JUST 10 HOURS...
Sig: I NEED MINIMUM
50,000 POUNDS IN THAT TANK.
YOU KNOW, WITH THIS SUPERMOON,
I THINK THE CRAB
ARE GONNA GO CRAZY HERE.
I'VE SEEN IT MULTIPLE TIMES.
Narrator: UNLIKE SEAN DWYER,
WHO'S WAITING
FOR THE SUPERMOON TO WANE,
SIG IS COUNTING ON THE SUPERMOON
TO BRING A SPIKE IN HIS NUMBERS.
EVERYBODY HAS THEIR THEORIES.
IT MAKES IT INTERESTING.
WE GOT THE FIRST POT
COMING UP HERE.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
-WHOO!
-WHOO! WHOO!
OKAY, TAKE YOUR POSITIONS.
♪♪
I'D LIKE TO SEE
150, 200 AVERAGE.
SO, HOPEFULLY, THIS STRING
WILL DO ALL RIGHT FOR US,
AND THEN WE CAN HEAD IN.
♪♪
Man: 100, BABY. 100.
HERE WE GO.
COUPLE HUNDRED!
COUPLE HUNDRED, AT LEAST!
OHH, GOD!
LET THERE BE CRAB!
♪♪
OH, NO! LOOK OUT!
-[ GROANS ]
-OH, NOT GOOD.
HOW MUCH?
-68 CRAB?
-Yeah.
THE WHOLE POT?
Narrator: THE SUPER LUNAR EVENT
HAS NOT BROUGHT SUPER FISHING.
Edgar: OH, WE'RE GETTING
50s, 60s, 70s.
NOT QUITE WHAT WE WERE HOPING
FOR TO COVER OUR QUOTA.
Narrator: AND THE CREW
IS NOT EXACTLY...
OVER THE MOON ABOUT THE NUMBERS.
THE TIDES, THE MOONS.
THEY'RE ALL ANGRY.
Sig:
I'M RUNNING OUT OF TIME,
SO WE'RE JUST GONNA MAKE UP
OUR LOSS BY PULLING MORE POTS.
IT'S ALL YOU CAN DO.
♪♪
Sig: WE'VE REALLY GOT TO
BURN SOME GEAR DOWN.
FROM HERE ON OUT,
IT'S PEDAL TO THE METAL.
♪♪
♪♪
[BLEEP] DAMN IT!
I DON'T SEE IT!
-OHH! COME ON!
-COULD BE BAD!
TURN THE MAIN OFF!
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
♪♪
[BLEEP] DAMN IT!
I DON'T SEE IT!
-OH! COME ON!
-COULD BE BAD!
TURN THE MAIN OFF!
[ ALARM CHIRPING ]
[ ALARM STOPS ]
HOW DID HE SEE THAT?
I DIDN'T SEE IT ON MY...
I DIDN'T HEAR AN ALARM.
I DIDN'T SEE IT ON THE GAUGE.
SO HOW DID HE --
HOW DID HE KNOW ABOUT IT
WHILE WE WERE
HAULING GEAR?
NORMAN?
WHAT'S GOING ON?
HE SAID THE COPPER LINE THAT
GOES TO THE PRESSURE GAUGE
DOWN THERE IS CRACKED.
UHH. HOW MUCH OIL
IS LEFT IN THERE?
I CAN CHECK.
Narrator:
WITH THE MAIN SHUT DOWN,
ENGINEER EDGAR HANSEN MUST
QUICKLY REPAIR THE LEAK...
...AND THEN CHECK THE ENGINE
FOR ANY SERIOUS DAMAGE.
Sig: SO, NORM'S GONNA SEE HOW
MUCH OIL IS ACTUALLY MISSING.
HOPEFULLY, IT'S NOT THAT MUCH,
BUT WE'LL FIND OUT.
Narrator:
WITHOUT OIL TO LUBRICATE IT,
THE ENGINE WILL HEAT UP
AND SEIZE...
...LEAVING THE NORTHWESTERN
ADRIFT IN BUILDING SEAS
OVER 100 MILES
FROM THE NEAREST PORT.
Sig:
I DIDN'T HEAR AN ALARM.
DID HE GO DOWN THERE
JUST COINCIDENTALLY?
NO, I TOLD HIM IT SMELLS
LIKE OIL, AND HE WENT DOWN.
-YOU SMELLED IT?
-YES.
GOOD.
THAT'SWHAT YOU DO!
YEAH, IT'S IN BETWEEN
THE "FULL" AND "EMPTY."
ONLY DROPPED
ABOUT THAT MUCH.
Sig: OKAY. [BLEEP].
WE GOT LUCKY.
JUST GOT REAL LUCKY.
MATT SAVED THE DAY.
WE WOULD HAVE LOST IT ALL.
I MEAN, IF THE ALARM
ON THE ENGINE DIDN'T GO OFF,
HE'S ALL HARD ON IT
LIKE HE'S DOING,
YOU CAN KISS
YOUR ENGINE GOODBYE.
Sig: AHH.
WHY? DID YOU JUST
PINCH IT OFF?
OH, SO IT'S JUST
GOT TO BE REPLACED?
YEAH.
-ALL RIGHT, ED. THANK YOU.
-YEAH.
♪♪
Sig:
WELL, WE'RE RUNNING LATE.
WEATHER LOOKS LIKE IT'S COMING
UP MORE EVERY MINUTE HERE.
SO, I WAS GONNA GIVE MYSELF
EIGHT HOURS TO GET IN,
BUT WITH THE WAY THIS [BLEEP]
HAS BEEN GOING, EHH...
Narrator: WITH A TEMPORARY FIX
HOLDING THE OIL LINE...
I -- I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE.
Narrator:
...SIG COUNTS HIS BLESSINGS
AND RUNS TO PORT EARLY.
Sig: WE'RE GONNA
JUST GET OUT OF HERE.
WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO,
IT'S TIME TO GO.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
45 MILES NORTHWEST...
Bill: WE'RE GETTING
INTO SOME BIG TIDES.
Narrator: ...ON THE
113-FOOT SUMMER BAY...
♪♪
IT'S GONNA BE AN
INTERESTING EVENING HERE.
IT'S NOT THE BEST TIME
TO BE FISHING,
BUT MAKE THE BEST OF IT,
KEEP DIGGING.
THIS IS WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
"WILD BILL" WICHROWSKI
FIGHTS HIS WAY
TO HIS NEXT STRING
IN THE BUILDING TIDAL SWELL.
I HAVE A FEELING THIS
MIGHT BE ROUGH AS A COB.
[ GROANING ]
Narrator: THE NINE-DAY TRIP HAS
TAKEN ITS TOLL ON HIS CREW.
SPENCER, YOU LOOK BEAT-UP.
THIS HAS BEEN THE WEIRDEST
SEASON, BUT I CAN'T COMPLAIN.
WE GOT -- I THINK WE GOT
100 UNDER THE LIDS.
Narrator: BILL SET BACK
ON A PRODUCTIVE HOT SPOT.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS, FIRST POT.
Narrator: AND HE'S LOOKING
FOR ONE LAST PAYDAY.
HERE WE GO! ROCK AND ROLL!
HERE WE GO!
♪♪
COME ON, BABY. COME ON BACK.
♪♪
♪♪
UGH. NOT A WHOLE LOT
OF LIFE THERE...
IF AT ALL.
Man: Got 11 crab.
That's 4-1.
SON OF A BITCH.
COME ON. YOU'RE HERE SOMEWHERE.
I KNOW YOU ARE.
-WHOO!
-NADA, NADA.
NOTHIN', NOTHIN'.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS HERE.
MAYBE IT'S THE MOON,
MAYBE IT'S JUST ME,
BUT I DON'T KNOW.
9 POTS, 81 CRAB.
Narrator:
BILL'S BET'S A BUST.
HIS HOT SPOT'S PLAYED OUT.
THE ELUSIVE OPILIO CRAB
OF THE BERING SEA.
♪♪
SOUTH-SOUTHWEST
OF ST. PAUL, ST. GEORGE,
WHERE IT STARTS TO GET
TOO DEEP TO FISH.
THE OLD "PUT 'EM
SOMEWHERE ELSE" TRICK.
Narrator: LESS-POWERFUL TIDES
AND DEEPER WATERS
ALLOW THE CRAB TO
MOVE MORE FREELY TO FEED,
AND THAT MEANS
MORE PRODUCTIVE FISHING.
Bill:
THE QUICKER WE GET IT PICKED UP,
THE QUICKER WE'RE OUT OF HERE.
WE'RE GONNA HAUL ASS ON THESE.
Narrator: TO MAKE THE MOVE,
THE CREW MUST STACK
ALL 120 POTS IN ROUGH SEAS.
Man: HEY, UH,
YOU NEED TO SPIN IT.
Bill: YOU KNOW, FOR SPENCER
NOT BEING A VERY BIG GUY,
HE'S GOOD ON THE STACK.
Narrator: AND A RELIABLE
STACK MAN IS ESSENTIAL.
GOES TO MAKE A NICE, TIGHT KNOT,
WHICH KEEPS THE STACK TIGHTER,
WHICH KEEPS US SAFER,
WHICH IS REALLY COMFORTING.
YOU KNOW, IT'S WEIRD
HOW THINGS WORK OUT.
KNOWN THAT KID HIS ENTIRE LIFE.
HIS DAD AND I WERE FISHING
BUDDIES FOR A LONG TIME.
I HELD SPENCER WHEN HE WAS ABOUT
THIS BIG, FRESH OUT OF THE OVEN.
MY DAUGHTER'S MOM AND I MADE
A LITTLE HAND-PAINTED ONESIE
FOR HIM THAT HAD A PICTURE
OF HIS DAD'S BOAT ON IT,
A LITTLE CRAB,
AND HIS NAME ACROSS IT.
IT WAS PRETTY FUNNY.
IT LOOKED PRETTY NEAT.
THE COLORS MATCHED PERFECTLY.
HE'S A GOOD KID.
I'M GLAD HE'S ONBOARD.
♪♪
[ STATIC CRACKLING ]
Man: COAST GUARD RESCUE 6-0-0-4.
REQUESTING A CLEARANCE
TO DEPART FOR
A SEARCH-AND-RESCUE CASE.
HE'S GOT A FLAIL CHEST,
IN DISTRESS,
AND IT'S A POSSIBLE
BROKEN RIBS WITH A LUNG.
HOLY SMOKES. I THOUGHT
IWAS HAVING A BAD DAY.
Woman: COAST GUARD RESCUE,
ROGER THAT REQUEST. STAND BY.
Narrator: 430 MILES SOUTHEAST,
IN COLD BAY, ALASKA...
-You want to do a ice check?
-Yeah, we need to do that.
Narrator:
THE UNITED STATES COAST GUARD
RECEIVES A DISTRESS CALL
FROM A FISHING VESSEL.
I'll see if I can give
the boat a call here.
That's good.
THE CREWMAN HAS SUFFERED
A POTENTIALLY
LIFE-THREATENING INJURY.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
This is a Coast Guard
rescue helicopter.
Man: This is...
Yeah, go ahead.
Just looking to check
the condition of your --
of your victim.
Is he conscious?
He is conscious,
but he's barely stable.
WITH THE PATIENT
IN CRITICAL CONDITION,
A QUICK RECOVERY COULD MEAN
THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH.
Woman: Coast Guard rescue,
you have clearance.
Coast Guard
rescue 6-0-0-4
Is cleared in the
Cold Bay service area.
Thanks for the help.
-You guys ready to roll?
-Go ahead.
All right, fellas,
let's go save a life, shall we?
♪♪
Man: En route from
Cold Bay for a medevac.
0-5-P-O-B.
Josh: IF YOU GOT TO GET
PICKED UP BY THE COAST GUARD,
IT'S NEVER A GOOD THING.
THAT'S, UH -- IT'S JUST --
THAT'S SCARY.
THAT'S WHY I ALWAYS TAKE THINGS
A LITTLE BIT EASIER OVER HERE.
Yep. Roger.
Got them on radar.
Narrator: THE COAST GUARD RUSHES
TO SAVE AN INJURED FISHERMAN...
♪♪
JUST WATCH YOUR ASSES OUT THERE,
ALL RIGHT?
'CAUSE IT'S NOT A --
IT'S NOT A FUN DAY TODAY.
Narrator:
...WHILE ON THE CORNELIA MARIE,
CAPTAIN JOSH HARRIS KEEPS
A SHARP EYE ON HIS CREW...
THIS SETTING.
IT'S SETTING IN EXTREME WEATHER.
Narrator:
...WHILE SETTING UP HIS GEAR
IN THE HEART
OF A SUPERMOON STORM.
YOU KNOW, WE'VE JUST HAD
A LOT OF ACCIDENTS
ON THIS BOAT LATELY.
HEY! HEADS UP!
HEADS UP!
A LOT OF CLOSE CALLS.
BIG WEATHER, EASY MISTAKES.
GOING OVER!
A LOT OF TIMES,
THAT'S WHAT GETS YOU KILLED.
♪♪
SO, WE'RE PRETTY FAR WEST NOW.
CAME ALL THE WAY OVER HERE
BECAUSE THE CRAB
SEEM TO HAVE MOVED.
Narrator:
COMING OFF A SUCCESSFUL
HAUL AT THE ROCK PILE...
THEY TEND TO GET BLOWN AROUND
WITH THE CURRENTS.
Josh: ...JOSH PLANS TO
STAY IN FRONT OF THE CRAB,
COUNTING ON THE POWERFUL
SUPERMOON TIDES
TO SWEEP THEM
INTO HIS WAITING POTS.
Josh: THAT ONE'S GONNA
FILL THIS TANK, DUDE.
WHATEVER GETS US OUT
OF THIS HELLHOLE FASTER.
♪♪
HELLO.
HEY! HO!
AAH!
-OH!
-OH, OH!
OH, [BLEEP].
[ GROANING ]
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT
OUT THERE?
OH, D.J.'s INJURED.
Narrator:
A POT GOES OVER THE RAIL
JUST AS THE LINE WRAPS
AROUND DECK BOSS
D.J. CAMPBELL'S ARM...
-HEY, HEY!
-WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!
Narrator: ...NEARLY EARNING HIM
A ONE-WAY TICKET
TO THE BOTTOM OF THE BERING SEA.
Josh: YOU OKAY, DUDE?
IT JUST HURT MY KNEE
'CAUSE OF THE WAY I DROPPED IT.
-[ LAUGHS ]
-THAT WAS MY FAULT.
IT'S ALL GOOD.
LINE WRAPPED BEHIND HIS BACK,
AND I THREW THE BAG.
I DIDN'T LOOK AT HIM
BEFORE I THREW IT.
SO HE TRIED TO TWIST OUT OF IT
AND TWEAKED HIS KNEE
A LITTLE BIT.
MY BAD.
ALWAYS REMEMBER, LET THE GUY
THROW IN FRONT OF YOU
BEFORE YOU THROW, PLEASE.
WE GOT HIM OUT.
Josh:
HE JUST GOT WRAPPED UP.
JUST ABOUT [BLEEP] DRAGGED
HIM OFF THE SIDE OF THE BOAT.
YANKED OVER THE SIDE.
THAT'S HOW A LOT OF GUYS DIE.
SCARY WAY TO GO.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
20 MILES EAST...
Bill: SUPERMOON.
IT'S THE ABSOLUTE WORST.
Narrator:
...ON THE SUMMER BAY...
Bill: THE WHOLE IDEA OF THIS
THING IS TO BEAT THE MOON
AND BEAT THE OTHER BOATS TO THE
CRAB THAT'S DOWN THERE, SO...
AND I'M GONNA DO A "BOMBS AWAY"
TO THE SOUTH,
A LITTLE BIT DEEPER.
Narrator: ...WHILE THE STORM
CONTINUES TO RAGE...
-HERE WE GO.
-GOING OVER!
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN WILD BILL WICHROWSKI
LAUNCHES HIS GEAR
SOUTH OF ST. PAUL ISLAND,
AT DEPTHS LESS AFFECTED
BY THE CRUSHING TIDES.
WE'RE SETTING THESE POTS AND
HOPE TO CATCH THE [BLEEP] CRAB!
-YEAH, GO.
-YEAH! GO!
Bill: WE'RE FISHING
AT 67 FATHOMS HERE.
WE'RE GONNA -- I DON'T KNOW.
THERE'S SO MUCH LUCK
IN THIS [BLEEP].
ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN.
Man:
Contact Kodiak rescue 0-4.
We are coming on scene
for the medevac.
YEAH, IT'S A GOOD THING
WE GOT THE U.S. COAST GUARD
CHASING US AROUND.
♪♪
Narrator:
350 MILES SOUTHEAST...
...A U.S. COAST GUARD
MH-60 JAYHAWK HELICOPTER
CLOSES IN ON THE FISHING VESSEL.
THEIR MISSION --
AN EMERGENCY AERIAL MEDEVAC
OF A CRITICALLY INJURED CREWMAN.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
Fishing vessel R-6 Fjord.
THE PLAN IS TO LOWER A RESCUE
SWIMMER ONTO THE VESSEL,
ASSESS THE CREWMAN'S CONDITION,
THEN HOIST HIM UP
TO THE WAITING HELICOPTER...
...ALL WHILE
FIGHTING 35-KNOT WINDS...
...AND RIPPING SUPERMOON TIDES.
[ Sighs ]
Computerized female voice:
100 FEET.
100 FEET.
100 FEET.
100 FEET. ALT, ALT.
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE BERING SEA...
...THE COAST GUARD IS IN THE
MIDST OF AN AT-SEA RESCUE.
BUT 35-KNOT GUSTS
AND 20-FOOT SEAS
THREATEN TO SCUTTLE THE MISSION.
[ Man sighs ]
Computerized female voice:
100 FEET.
Narrator: WITH LIMITED FUEL
FOR THE RETURN FLIGHT...
...THE COAST GUARD
IS RUNNING OUT OF TIME.
Narrator: GIVEN THE
STILL-TURBULENT WEATHER
AND THE CREWMAN'S
STABLE CONDITION...
...THE PRUDENT CHOICE
IS TO ABORT THE MISSION.
♪♪
220 MILES NORTHWEST...
Jake:
ALL'S I'VE BEEN DOING IS GETTING
THE CRAP KNOCKED OUT OF ME.
SUPERMOON.
Narrator:
...ON THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
♪♪
...IN THE SAME FEARSOME SEAS
THAT FORCED THE U.S. COAST GUARD
TO ABORT THEIR MISSION...
Jake: SOME OF THESE WAVES
ARE MOVING
UP TO 35 NAUTICAL MILES AN HOUR.
SEE? THEY'RE BUILDING.
PRETTY SOON,
THEY'LL BE STEADY 20-FOOTERS,
WITH AN OCCASIONAL 30.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
FIGHTS HIS WAY
TOWARD THE FINISH LINE.
Jake: I'VE GOT ABOUT 35,000
POUNDS ON BOARD OF CRAB.
IF I CAN GET 10,000 MORE POUNDS,
I CAN THEN GO TO ST. PAUL.
Narrator: AND DESPITE THE
HELLACIOUS WEATHER...
Jake:
REALLY JUST WANT TO KEEP GOING,
JUST KEEP CRAB
COMING ON THE BOAT.
I HAVE TO FISH.
Narrator: ...THE YOUNG CAPTAIN
IS DETERMINED
TO HAUL HIS LAST STRING.
♪♪
GUYS, BE CAREFUL OUT THERE.
IT'S JUST GETTING WORSE
AND WORSE.
WHY ARE YOU JUST HANGING OUT
BY THE RAIL LIKE THAT?
IT'S HARD TO SEE THE BUOYS
BECAUSE OF THE DIPS
OF THE TIDE AND THE CURRENT.
OH, THEY MAKE ME
SO NERVOUS.
Jake: THESE GUYS ARE WORKING
TWO FEET ABOVE THE WATERLINE --
2 FEET -- WITH A RAIL
THAT'S ABOUT WAIST-HIGH
KEEPING THEM FROM GOING OVER.
BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO INTO
THE WATER TO DIE OUT HERE.
YOU JUST HAVE TO GET HIT
BY ONE OF THESE THINGS.
♪♪
MILLIONS AND MILLIONS OF GALLONS
FALLING RIGHT ON TOP
OF YOUR HEAD
WILL CRUSH YOU LIKE CONCRETE.
♪♪
[ MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
EMPTY POTS.
FUNNY THING IS, IT AIN'T EMPTY.
LOOK AT ALL THAT CRAB
ON THE TABLE.
Narrator: BIG NUMBERS
COMING OVER THE RAIL...
Jake: THESE POTS ARE FULL --
FULL OF BY-CATCH.
Narrator:
...DON'T ALWAYS SIGNAL SUCCESS.
IT'S ALL GOING OVER THE SIDE.
Narrator: PEPPERED IN WITH
THE LEGAL MALE CRAB,
THERE'S A POTPOURRI OF FEMALES,
JUVENILES, AND BAIRDI.
Sean: DAMN IT!
TRYING TO FILL THIS TANK,
AND THEY'RE NOT
FILLING IT AT ALL.
Jake:
I'VE GOT TO MAKE MONEY.
I'VE GOT BILLS TO PAY.
THEY'VE GOT BILLS TO PAY.
BUT WHEN YOU'RE A CAPTAIN,
THAT'S THE PRESSURE AND STRESS
THAT YOU'RE UNDER.
I'D PREFER TO STAY OUT HERE
TILL WE'RE FULL.
I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER
WE CAN DO THIS,
BUT I GOT SEVEN MORE POTS
WITH THIS ONE.
WATCH OUT.
♪♪
[ GROANS ] DAMN IT.
REALLY NOT LIKING THIS STRING.
MAYBE I SHOULD JUST STOP NOW.
I DON'T LIKE PUTTING MY GUYS
AT RISK FOR BULL-[BLEEP].
[BLEEP] JACOB, WATCH OUT.
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
-OHH!
-OHH!
Narrator:
THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Man: IT IS JUNIOR'S BIRTHDAY.
TURNING 20.
All: ♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
JUNIOR MAN ♪
♪ HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU ♪
YAY!
♪ AND MANY MORE,
AND MANY MORE ♪
-HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUDDY.
-THANK YOU, GUYS.
THAT'S MY ROOMMATE RIGHT THERE!
THAT'S MY ROOMIE.
-THANK YOU, GUYS.
-LET'S EAT SOME CAKE.
EXCUSE ME.
-OHH!
-OHH!
OHH!
[ LAUGHTER ]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FROM
THE CORNELIA MARIE!
I DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING.
[ LAUGHS ] OH, MY GOD.
[ LAUGHTER ]
Narrator:
SO FAR THIS SEASON,
THE SAGA,THE BRENNA A,
AND THE SUMMER BAY
ARE THE BOTTOM-FEEDERS.
♪♪
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
MAYBE I SHOULD JUST STOP NOW.
I DON'T LIKE PUTTING MY GUYS
AT RISK FOR BULL-[BLEEP].
[BLEEP] JACOB, WATCH OUT.
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
-OHH!
-OHH!
-OHH!
-OHH!
Narrator: ...THE BOAT
SHUDDERS FROM THE IMPACT
OF A 30-FOOT ROGUE WAVE.
EVERYBODY OKAY OUT THERE?
-[BLEEP].
-YOU ALL RIGHT?
-YOU OKAY?
-YOU OKAY, JACOB?
DID IT HIT YOU WITH THE WALL,
OR WAS IT JUST SPRAY?
I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT.
IT SNUCK UP ON ME.
Jacob:
COILING MY HOOK LINE --
I LOOK DOWN, AND WATER
COMES UP TO THE DECK BOARDS.
WATER COMES UP
TO THE DECK BOARDS,
AND THE COILER
JUST COMES TOWARDS ME.
AND I KIND OF
JUST HUNKERED DOWN.
I DIDN'T EVEN GET PUSHED OVER.
THE COILER TOOK THE HIT
OF THE WAVE --
THE IMPACT OF THE WAVE.
THAT WAS GOD
PROTECTING ME, THERE.
WOW!
Narrator: IN JUST SECONDS,
THE 30-FOOT WAVE
BREAKS ACROSS
THE STARBOARD RAIL,
RIPS THE 150-POUND COILER
OFF THE DECK,
AND NEARLY CRUSHES
DECKHAND JACOB HUTCHINS.
Jacob:
IF THAT WAVE HIT ME, IT WOULD
HAVE THROWN ME ACROSS THE DECK,
AND I PROBABLY WOULD
HAVE BEEN HURT REALLY BAD.
I PROBABLY WOULD HAVE LOST
MY FISHING CAREER.
THAT -- THAT WAVE HIT HARD.
IT DRENCHED ME
ALL THE WAY THROUGH.
I MEAN, I DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT.
YOU GOT TO ROCK --
YOU GOT TO ROCK IT UP THIS WAY.
OKAY.
MILLIONS AND MILLIONS OF GALLONS
MOVING AT 20 MILES AN HOUR.
IT'S LIKE A ONE-INCH PUNCH
BY BRUCE LEE -- BAM!
YOU DON'T SEE IT COMING.
I DON'T THINK
I CAN SAFELY HAUL HERE,
'CAUSE IT'S JUST BUILDING
AND GETTING WORSE AND WORSE.
CALLING IT QUITS.
HEADING IN TO ST. PAUL.
Narrator: FACED WITH DANGEROUS
AND UNPREDICTABLE SEAS...
HEY, GUYS, UH, GO INSIDE.
AFTER YOU STACK THESE POTS
AND SORT IT,
I THINK THE JIG IS UP.
GOOD JOBS OUT THERE. YOU SHOULD
BE PROUD OF YOURSELVES.
Narrator: ...JAKE
FORGOES FILLING HIS TANKS,
FOR THE SAFETY OF HIS CREW.
Jake: THE SUPERMOON
HAS NO REMORSE, NO MERCY,
AND IT'S JUST LOOKING
TO BREAK SOMETHING.
OR SOMEONE.
♪♪
Narrator: WHILE THE SUPERMOON
STORM FORCES ANOTHER CAPTAIN
TO THROW IN THE TOWEL...
Bill:
FIRST POT COMING UP.
Narrator:
...ON THE SUMMER BAY...
LET'S DO IT.
Bill:
WE'RE FISHING 67 FATHOMS HERE.
WE'RE GONNA -- WE GOT TO GO
THREE MORE FATHOMS DEEPER.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN WILD BILL WICHROWSKI
IS NOT COWED
BY THE MAYHEM AROUND HIM.
I KNOW THAT THE WEATHER'S
COME UP CONSIDERABLY
IN THE LAST 45 MINUTES,
BUT YOU CAN'T WISH CRAB
INTO THE POTS.
ONLY WAY TO GET THEM THERE
IS BY GOING AFTER THEM.
Narrator: HE'S BETTING
THAT HIS DEEPWATER STRINGS
WILL OUTFOX
THE SUPERMOON'S TIDES...
AND BRING HIM BIG NUMBERS.
SPENCER, BE SAFE.
SPENCER DAVIS
IS ON THE RAIL.
ALL RIGHT. HERE WE GO.
FIRST POT.
I DON'T SEE ANYBODY AROUND.
IF WE FIND CRAB, IT'S AWESOME.
HOPEFULLY, IT'S A LUCKY BREAK.
♪♪
ARE THE TIDES TURNING
OR WHAT HERE?
Narrator: AS THE POTS RISE
CLOSER TO THE SURFACE...
GET THE OTHER HOOK.
...THE INCREASING CURRENT
PLAYS HAVOC WITH THE BLOCK.
AW, COME ON.
♪♪
♪♪
WE'RE GONNA PICK THESE UP,
BRING IN SOME CRAB.
♪♪
♪♪
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
-DAMN!
Bill: I KNEW TODAY
WAS GONNA BE A GOOD DAY.
YEAH, BABY. THAT'S WHAT
WE WANT, RIGHT HERE.
223. THAT'S 2-2-3!
[ MEN CHEERING ]
♪♪
271. THAT'S 2-7-1.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
THIS IS EXACTLY THE DIRECTION
WE NEEDED TO GO.
Narrator:
WILD BILL'S DEEPWATER PLAN
UNLOCKS THE BERING SEA'S BOUNTY.
THERE IS A METHOD TO MY MADNESS.
AH-HA-HA-HA-HA.
[ MEN CHEERING ]
Narrator: BUT AS THE SUMMER BAY
STUFF ITS TANKS...
WE'RE PROBABLY ON THE BEST
FISHING IN THE FLEET RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
...THE FULL SUPERMOON
RISES TO THE HEIGHT
OF ITS POWER.
THE SUPERMOON IS THE [BLEEP]
BANE OF MY EXISTENCE.
WAS HOPING TO HAVE AT LEAST
ONE FULL TANK BY NOW,
BUT THOSE CRAB ARE NOT HUNGRY.
IT'S ALL WE CAN DO,
JUST KEEP WAITING IT OUT.
Sig:
THAT SEEMS TO BE THE WAY IT IS
OUT THERE FOR THE WHOLE FLEET.
IT'S NOT GONNA BE A FUN TRIP IN.
Josh: MUST BE CRAB FISHING
IN THE BERING SEA.
SHE NEVER LETS YOU LEAVE EASY.
256. 261.
302. THAT'S 3-0-2.
BEAT THE MOON
AND BEAT THE OTHER BOATS
TO THE CRAB THAT'S DOWN THERE.
SO, SUPERMOON...
[ Tauntingly ] HA-HA!
Man: TIDES ARE RIPPING!
TIDES ARE RIPPING!
♪♪
FIGHTING THIS CURRENT.
I CAN'T EVEN GET THE
[BLEEP]-DAMN THING TO TURN.
OHH!
-MAN OVERBOARD!
-MAN OVERBOARD!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
-GET HIM!
-GET HIM OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
-IT BLEW HIM OVER!
-[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
♪♪
♪♪