Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 14, Episode 16 - Deadliest Catch - full transcript
Sig pushes Mandy to invade the Cornelia Marie's ground, sparking a battle for the crab. As the Cornelia Marie's pots get tangled with the Northwestern's, Casey takes extreme measures to ...
[ OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS ]
THESE WAVES ARE GETTING
BIGGER BY THE MINUTE.
JUST BEEN UNRELENTING
ON THE EAST SIDE OF THE ISLAND.
Man: WHOA!
I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FAIL
OR SUCCEED ON MY OWN.
I'M NOT STOPPING
UNTIL I'M EITHER FORCED TO
OR THIS BOAT'S FULL.
GET UP OFF THE RAIL.
-I KNOW.
JUST BE CAREFUL.
GET UP OFF THE RAIL!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
-GET OUT OF THE WAY.
-WATCH OUT!
Man: HEY, HAVE YOU HEARD
FROM JAKE, ON THE SAGA?
WORD IS THAT
THEIR EPIRB WAS GOING OFF.
HARRY SAID HE TRIED
TO CALL HIM,
BUT COULDN'T GET
AHOLD OF HIM.
Man #2:
THE BOAT ISN'T RESPONDING.
DID IT ROLL OVER?
DID IT HAVE A PROBLEM?
SOMETHING'S WRONG
WITH THE SAGA?
THAT'S JAKE.
THEY COULD BE
IN A LOT OF TROUBLE.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
JAKE ANDERSON.
GOT ME?
Narrator: 275 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR...
[ CHEERING ]
OH, YEAH. [BLEEP] YEAH.
LOOK AT THAT PUPPY.
CLEAN --
NOTHING GOING OVER THE RAIL.
Narrator: ... ON THE
128-FOOT CORNELIA MARIE...
Man: YEAH, BABY!
THERE'S THE MEAT.
GOOD CAPTAIN MOVE, JOSH.
I'LL GIVE YOU THAT ONE.
WELL, IT'S KIND OF
LIKE A GUT FEELING.
JUST WENT FOR IT.
[ CHEERING ]
OUT HERE ON A LITTLE ROCK PILE.
THAT WAS MY DAD'S FISHING HOLE.
Narrator: AFTER SUPERMOON TIDES
SENT THE CRAB OFF THE BITE,
CO-CAPTAINS JOSH HARRIS
AND CASEY McMANUS
RETURN TO AN OLD
HARRIS-FAMILY HOT SPOT,
WITH HOPES TO RE-IGNITE
THEIR SEASON.
WE'RE OVER HALFWAY
THROUGH THE MARK, NOW.
JUST A LITTLE SKOSH TO GO.
WE JUST GOT THAT MUCH MORE.
Narrator:
DUG IN FOR NEARLY A WEEK,
THE CRAB ARE BACK ON THE BITE.
THE NUMBERS JUST KEEP GOING
UP AND UP AND UP.
GOD, IT FEELS GOOD. IT'S JUST
A LOT OF STRESS RELIEF.
[ CHEERING ]
Johnny: WE GOT GOOD JUJU GOING
ON HERE, ON THE DECK, RIGHT NOW.
PUTTING CRAB IN THE TANK.
EVERYBODY KNOWS THEIR JOB.
-THESE CRAB ARE OURS, BABY.
-FANTASTICALLY FABULOUS.
[ CHEERING ]
-SHOW ME THE MONEY!
-YEAH!
♪♪
♪♪
HEY, I DON'T
WANT YOU TO DO THAT.
HO, HO, HO, HO!
[BLEEP]
HOLY [BLEEP]
GET OUT OF THERE.
GET OUT OF THERE.
TRYING TO GO DOWN TO THE BOTTOM
AND SCOUT OUT WHERE THE CRAB
ARE AT, THERE, KID,
OR WHAT --
WHAT YOU GOT
GOING ON OVER THERE?
HE'S NOT VERY SMART,
JUST 'CAUSE HE'S NEW AT THINGS.
Narrator: ATTEMPTING TO QUICKLY
SECURE THE POT, GREENHORN
ZACK JUNIOR MINCE WILSON
RELEASES THE LINE FROM THE BLOCK
BEFORE SECURING IT
TO THE PICKING HOOK...
HEY, I DON'T WANT YOU
TO DO THAT.
...AND THE 1,000-POUND POT
NEARLY TAKES HIM OVER THE SIDE.
YOU GONNA
DO THAT AGAIN?
Josh: A LOT OF
CLOSE CALLS RECENTLY.
WE'LL JUST TAKE IT
EXTREMELY SLOW.
NUMBER ONE THING IS,
EVERYONE STAYS SAFE.
WE GET CRAB
ON THIS BOAT.
Narrator:
60 MILES NORTHWEST...
[ WHISTLING ]
Mandy:
HEY, GUYS.
[ WHISTLING ]
[BLEEP]
Narrator: ... ON THE
125-FOOT NORTHWESTERN...
SO, WE'RE HAULING
THE NEXT STRING, RIGHT?
YEAH. DO YOU WANT
TO SEE WHERE I SET?
-YEAH.
-SEE RIGHT HERE?
THESE ARE OUR
NORTHERN STRINGS,
NOW, WHERE WE THINK
THERE'S A MEAT PILE.
AND I SET TWO PROSPECT
STRINGS REAL FAR APART,
ON THAT DEEP EDGE.
AND THEN, WE WENT FARTHER SOUTH,
AND WE MADE A GRID
OF THE LAST FOUR STRINGS.
THAT WAY, WE CAN REALLY SEE
WHAT'S GOING ON,
UP AND DOWN
AND SIDE TO SIDE.
Narrator: SKIPPER SIG HANSEN
GIVES HIS DAUGHTER,
CAPTAIN-IN-TRAINING
MANDY HANSEN,
A LESSON
IN CRAB HUNTING.
SO, HOPEFULLY,
SOMETHING HITS THERE.
BUT IT'S SIG
WHO MUST PASS THE TEST.
HAVE 100,000 POUNDS
LEFT TO CATCH.
SO, WE START SEEING LIFE,
WE'LL TRY TO GET SITUATED.
I MEAN, THAT'S WHAT
MAKES IT FUN, RIGHT?
IT'S ALWAYS FUN
WHEN YOU HIT CRAB.
FIRST POT'S COMING UP.
FINGERS CROSSED,
ALL THAT GOOD STUFF.
HOPEFULLY, WE FIND A LITTLE
STRIP OF SOMETHING IN HERE.
GET THEM ON THE BOAT, AND THEN,
JUST LAY THEM OUT AGAIN.
-FEELS HEAVY.
-OH, IT SOUNDS HEAVY!
HOPEFULLY, HOPEFULLY.
ALL RIGHT, HERE WE GO.
Man: OH, NO.
OHH!
OH, NO.
BLANKETY BLANK.
THERE'S NOT EVEN A CRAB?
NOT A ONE.
NO?
A LITTLE DISHEARTENING.
WELL, IT'S STILL
A GAMBLING GAME.
YOU KNOW, WE'VE JUST
GOT TO KEEP PULLING.
Edgar: THE FIRST ONE
WE'VE PULLED ALL SEASON
THAT WAS BLANK.
HOPEFULLY, THAT DOESN'T MEAN
THERE'S NO CRAB.
-BOO!
-AND NOTHING.
-BLANK.
-BLANK?
YEAH.
THEY WERE DOING WELL
LAST TIME WE HAULED THEM.
Man: UGH!
THIS MOON THAT WE EXPERIENCED
DEFINITELY AFFECTED THE FISHING.
CRAB SHUFFLED
BACK AND FORTH.
YOU KNOW, THEY GET ON THE BITE,
OFF THE BITE.
YOU JUST NEVER KNOW.
WE'VE JUST GOT TO
GET THROUGH THEM
AND GET THEM ON THE BOAT,
AND THEN,
JUST LAY THEM
OUT AGAIN.
STACK IT.
Narrator: HIS HOT SPOT,
ANOTHER CASUALTY
OF THE SUPERMOON EVENT...
SIG LOADS ALL 150
OF HIS POTS
TO LOOK FOR
MORE FERTILE GROUNDS.
-NO TABLE.
-YEAH, ABOUT ZERO.
Clark: THERE'S NOTHING
OUT HERE.
SEEMS LIKE THE CRAB
JUST GOT UP AND LEFT, SO...
[BLEEP] EMPTY, DUDE.
THEY'RE GONE.
THIS WAS A FAILURE.
EVERYTHING'S GOT TO COUNT, NOW.
WHERE ARE YOU
GONNA SET THEM?
I DON'T KNOW.
I KNOW GUYS
WERE FISHING HERE.
I KNOW GUYS
WERE FISHING DOWN HERE.
SO, THAT TELLS ME
THAT THERE'S CRAB OUT
WEST OF THE ISLAND, RIGHT?
-MM-HMM.
I WANT TO GO ON THE OTHER SIDE
OF THE ROCK PILE, HERE.
-ABOUT SO?
-YEAH.
JUST WEST OF
JOSH AND CASEY.
THEY'RE BANGING THAT, RIGHT NOW.
I KNOW THEY'RE JUST POUNDING IT.
THEY'RE ON
THE A.I.S.
NARRATOR: THE A.I.S., OR
AUTOMATIC IDENTIFICATION SYSTEM,
TRACKS SHIP TRAFFIC
THROUGHOUT U.S. WATERS.
SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN?ABSOLUTELY.
IT'S ALSO A HANDY WAY
TO KEEP TABS ON THE COMPETITION.
Sig:
GIVE IT A SHOT.
ALL THEY CAN DO
IS YELL AT US FOR BOMBING.
[ LAUGHS ]
I'D RATHER FISH
A LITTLE SMARTER
THAN PLAY A LITTLE HARDER
THIS TIME.
BRING ON SOME LUCK.
Narrator: 150 MILES SOUTHEAST,
ON THE STORMY,
EASTERN GROUNDS...
[ LAUGHTER ]
THOSE GUYS ARE LOOKING LIKE
THEY'RE HAVING
TOO MUCH FUN OUT THERE.
-WE'RE JUST JUMPING.
-YEAH!
-LOOK AT YOU IDIOTS!
-SO SICK OF THIS WEATHER.
THIS IS THE THIRD TIME
WE'VE TRIED TO HAUL THIS STRING,
AND BEEN SHUT DOWN TWICE
'CAUSE OF THE TIDES,
TRYING TO HAUL IN.
Narrator: SAGA CAPTAIN
JAKE ANDERSON
SPLIT FROM THE FLEET
TO TAKE HIS CHANCES
ON THE EAST SIDE
OF ST. PAUL ISLAND,
CLOSER TO DUTCH HARBOR.
JUST BEEN UNRELENTING.
MEANWHILE, EVERYBODY ON THE
WEST SIDE IS JUST PROBABLY...
...HAULING LIKE NOBODY'S
BUSINESS, WARM, SUNNY.
Narrator:
HIS ONLY COMPANY?
A SURGE OF STORMS THAT SEEM
TO TRACK HIS EVERY MOVE.
IT JUST IS WHAT IT IS.
IT'S THE LUCK OF THE DRAW.
SO, I JUST DO MY BEST
TO GET THE JOB DONE.
I'M NOT GONNA CRY
ABOUT IT.
WE'VE GOT TO GET SOME CRAB
IN THE TANK BEFORE WE GO IN.
WHOA.
Jake:
FIRST SPOT COMING UP.
♪♪
♪♪
WEATHER SUCKS.
YOU KNOW, IT'S NOT
A JOKE OUT HERE.
Jake: WITH THE WEATHER
THE WAY IT'S BLOWING,
YOU KNOW, I'M GONNA HAVE TO
START SEEING STEADY --
STEADY, BIG POTS
BEFORE I GET EXCITED.
ALL RIGHT,
LET'S SEE WHAT WE GOT.
-COME ON!
-OH, MY GOD.
GOD, THIS JUST SUCKS, MAN.
IT IS PRETTY
[BLEEP] UP RIGHT NOW,
AND WE'RE NOT GETTING
GOOD CRAB.
85.
[BLEEP] YOU.
[BLEEP]
85.
THAT AIN'T GONNA
GET US HOME.
Man: BOO!
ONE THING I KNOW
I AM DOING --
I'M NOT GIVING UP.
I'M NOT STOPPING
UNTIL I'M EITHER FORCED TO
OR THIS BOAT'S FULL.
Narrator: COMMITTED TO
HIS MASTER PLAN
TO STAY CLOSE TO TOWN,
ON THE EASTERN GROUNDS...
I DON'T REGRET
THE DECISIONS I MADE.
THINK HOW MUCH MONEY
I'LL SAVE IN FUEL.
Narrator:
...THE YOUNG SKIPPER CONTINUES
TO GRIND IT OUT IN BIG SEAS.
[ JAKE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER RADIO ]
♪♪
Jake: I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FAIL
OR SUCCEED ON MY OWN.
SO, I'VE JUST GOT
TO STAY FOCUSED
AND NOT LET ANYTHING
GET INSIDE MY HEAD.
HERE COMES A BIG ONE,
RIGHT HERE,
AND IT'S COMING OUR WAY.
[BLEEP]
DON'T HURT ME.
DON'T HURT ME.
Man:
WHOA! LOOK OUT!
[BLEEP]
Jake: IT'S COMING!
IT'S COMING!
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY,
HEY, HEY, HEY!
Man: LOOK OUT! RUN!
GET OUT OF THE WAY!
-GET OUT!
-WATCH OUT!
Narrator:
ON THE SAGA...
Jake: IT'S COMING!
IT'S COMING!
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY,
HEY, HEY!
Man: LOOK OUT! RUN!
GET OUT OF THE WAY.
Man #2:
WATCH OUT!
[BLEEP]
EVERYBODY HERE?
-YEAH.
-YOU ALL RIGHT?
Man: HE SAID, "LOOK OUT. RUN.
GET OUT OF THE WAY."
THAT'S CALLED
A HUGE WAVE.
TURN YOU INTO SPLINTERS.
Dave: THAT'S THE BIGGEST WAVE
I'VE SEEN, SO FAR,
HIT THE SIDE
OF THIS BOAT.
THAT IS, BY FAR, THE CLOSEST AND
HAIRIEST THING I'VE SEEN YET.
YOU DON'T BELIEVE THAT THERE'S
THAT MUCH FORCE IN A WAVE.
Jake:
ALL'S I'VE BEEN DOING
IS GETTING THE CRAP
KNOCKED OUT OF ME.
IT'S ONLY GONNA GET WORSE.
[ DECKHAND GROANS ]
Man: I CAN'T GET IT
TO RIGHT ROLL.
IS THIS WORTH DYING FOR?
WELL, NO, BUT I DO NEED
MY BILLS PAID, YOU KNOW?
Narrator: ALREADY SHUT DOWN
TWICE EARLIER IN THE SEASON,
THE SKIPPER IS NOT WILLING
TO MAKE IT A THIRD TIME.
I'VE GOT THREE MORE STRINGS,
AFTER THIS ONE, TO HAUL.
THE WEATHER'S GONNA START
PICKING UP REAL BAD.
I CAN'T STOP. NO.
I DON'T WANT TO
SHUT DOWN.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
100 MILES NORTHWEST...
...ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
Sig:
WE SET ONE RIGHT HERE.
THERE'S GUYS HERE
AND HERE, FISHING.
TRY SOMETHING LIKE THAT?YEAH.
Narrator:
AFTER A SIX-HOUR STEAM...
-YOU READY?
-YEAH.
Sig: ALL RIGHT,
LET'S BLAST THESE OUT.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN SIG SETS ALL OF
HIS 150 POTS ON NEW GROUNDS.
OTHER BOATS
IN THE AREA,
SO, MAYBE THAT'S A GOOD SIGN,
MAYBE IT'S A BAD SIGN.
IT'S A HUGE MOVE
FROM WHERE WE WERE.
RIGHT OR WRONG,
I JUST WANT TO SEE FOR MYSELF.
THAT'S ALL
THERE IS TO IT.
YOU GET MORE INFORMATION
TO DECIPHER WHAT YOU WANT TO DO.
Narrator: FOR 20 HOURS,
THE CREW BUILDS EIGHT STRINGS,
COVERING 225 SQUARE MILES.
WHO'S THIS GUY?
AH,
SEEING MY FIRST BUDDY.
CORNELIA MARIE,
RIGHT HERE.
THESE GUYS
ARE MOVING NORTH.
I'LL JUST SET UP
ABOVE IT AND OVER.
IF THE CRAB ARE MOVING THIS WAY,
WE'LL GET A FEW.
Narrator: PARALLELING THE
CORNELIA MARIE'S STRING,
SIG BREAKS
THE CRABBERS' GOLDEN RULE.
OH, MY GOD,
IT'S CASEY McMANUS.
WE'RE ON HIM.
Narrator: HE MUSCLES IN ON
JOSH AND CASEY'S TERRITORY,
DROPPING HIS GEAR
ON THEIRS.
AND IF THERE'S A COUPLE BUCKS
GOING IN THE TANK,
THEN, WHO [BLEEP] CARES?
NICK, YOU SAW A CORNELIA POT.
WE KNOW WHERE THOSE GUYS ARE AT.
THAT'S WHERE WE'RE AT NOW.
-THERE'S A POT RIGHT UP THERE.
MAYBE THAT'S ANOTHER
CORNELIA MARIE POT.
[ MOCK SCARED WHINING ]
NEW DAY, NEW GAME.
YOU KNOW, LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
THAT'S WHAT I SAY.
WATCH OUT.
DADDY'S COMING.
AND IT'S GONNA BE FUN.
WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE
BEFORE THEY SEE US.
Narrator:
THREE HOURS LATER...
Casey: WHO'S THIS?
Josh: WHAT?
Narrator:
...ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
Casey: WHO THE [BLEEP]
IS GOT ONE OVER THERE?
JUST ALL OVER US.
Josh:
IS THAT SIG'S POT?
SON OF A BITCH.
YES.
Narrator:
EASING UP TO THEIR NEXT STRING,
CO-CAPTAINS CASEY McMANUS
AND JOSH HARRIS
SPOT A NORTHWESTERN POT
PRECARIOUSLY CLOSE
TO ONE OF THEIRS.
THE OLD SIGURD'S
IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. DID HE --
DID HE AT LEAST SAY GOOD MORNING
TO YOU ON THE RADIO?
NO CHRISTMAS CARD?
NO CHRISTMAS CARD
FROM SIGURD. YEAH.
[ DECKHAND GROANS ]
Man: DAMN IT!
[ DECKHAND GROANS ]
HE FOUND OUR LITTLE,
LUCKY HOLE, OVER HERE.
'CAUSE, USUALLY,
SIG'S PRETTY GOOD ABOUT
NOT POTTING PEOPLE
DOWN TOO HARD,
BUT HE IS ALL UP IN
OUR BUSINESS RIGHT NOW.
OH, WE GOT ANOTHER ONE.
Narrator:
ON THE BERING SEA,
POTTING DOWN ANOTHER BOAT
IS EQUIVALENT TO STEALING CRAB.
THEY'RE PRETTY
CLOSE TOGETHER.
HE KNOWS BETTER.
Man: HORRIBLE.
GRANDPA SIG OUT HERE
IS TRYING TO POT US DOWN
A LITTLE BIT, THE DIRTBAG.
NO POINT IN
SPLITTING CRAB.
NOBODY BENEFITS
FROM BEING POTTED DOWN.
NOBODY.
I COULD HEAR
IT ALREADY.
"WELL, I DIDN'T KNOW
THAT'S WHERE YOU GUYS WERE.
I DIDN'T KNOW.
I DIDN'T KNOW.
MUST HAVE SET AT NIGHT.
DIDN'T SEE YOUR BAGS.
WE DIDN'T KNOW THAT'S WHERE
YOU GUYS WERE FISHING."
Josh:
HE DOESN'T GET WE'RE WAITING.
Man: WHOA.
PULL IT OUT.
[BLEEP]
THEY'RE TANGLED UP WITH US.
LIFT IT UP.
LIFT IT UP IN THE AIR.
Man: DUDE,
LOOK WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
THIS IS SUCH
A CLUSTER[BLEEP]
WHAT IN THE [BLEEP]
IS GOING ON NOW?
LIFT IT UP.
[BLEEP]
Narrator: BY SETTING CLOSE
TO ANOTHER BOAT'S GEAR,
CHANGING WINDS
AND CURRENTS
CAN EASILY CAUSE
THE LINES TO TANGLE.
MAN, BE CAREFUL.
THE NORTHWESTERN'S POT ADDS
ANOTHER 1,000 POUNDS OF STEEL
THE CORNELIA'S
PICKING HOOK.
THAT'S GONNA SNAP.
I KNOW IT IS.
HAVE AT HER, BUDDY.
Narrator:
IF THE LINE SNAPS,
IT CAN SERIOUSLY INJURE
ONE OF THE MEN RECOVERING IT --
OR WORSE, DRAG HIM
TO THE OCEAN FLOOR.
Casey: I WILL NOT HURT
ONE OF OUR CREW MEMBERS
OVER SOMEBODY THAT'S
SETTING US DOWN REPEATEDLY.
YEAH.
THIS IS OUR AREA.
HE'S COMING TO FISH
IN THE JUNGLE.
STUPIDITY
COMES AT A PRICE.
♪♪
♪♪
SEND A MESSAGE.
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
...AFTER THE NORTHWESTERN'S
AGGRESSIVE FISHING
RESULTS IN
A TANGLE OF GEAR...
Casey: I WILL NOT HURT
ONE OF OUR CREW MEMBERS
OVER SOMEBODY THAT'S
SETTING US DOWN REPEATEDLY.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN CASEY McMANUS METES
OUT SOME BERING-SEA JUSTICE,
SENDING THE NORTHWESTERN'S
$1,000 POT
TO THE BOTTOM
OF THE BERING SEA.
STUPIDITY
COMES AT A PRICE.
Man: CRAB IN THE POT.
LET'S GET IT OUT OF THE POT.
SORRY ABOUT YOUR LUCK, OLD MAN.
STAY AWAY FROM OUR STRING.
[BLEEP]SLAPPED HIS ASS,
IS WHAT I DID.
CUT THE DAMN LINE.
ALL IT'S CAUSING
IS A HAZARD TO MY CREW.
MY CREW IS NOT EXPERIENCED
TO DEAL WITH THAT SITUATION.
NOT OKAY.
I'LL BE A NICE GUY
FOR A WHILE,
BUT AFTER YOU
PUSH IT THAT FAR...
GET OUT OF MY [BLEEP]
HE'S GONNA LEARN NOT TO COME
IN HERE AND GET ON OUR [BLEEP]
I'LL CALL HIM AND TELL HIM,
RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
LESS THAN A MILE AWAY...
Sig: JUST ADJUST A LITTLE BIT
WHEN YOU HAVE TO.
AS SOON AS YOU BEEP,
YOU'RE GONNA HIT THIS ONE,
THIS ONE, THAT ONE.
-OKAY.
-OKAY?
OKAY,
THEY'RE WAITING FOR YOU.
Narrator:
...THE NORTHWESTERN DROPS
THE LAST OF THEIR 150 POTS.
ALL RIGHT. THAT'S GOOD.
YOU'RE SETTING.
I'M NOT HERE.
I'M JUST A SHADOW.
I'M A SHADOW THAT TALKS.
Casey: NORTHWESTERN,
CORNELIA MARIE.
GOT MY EAR?
YEAH. WHAT'S UP?
OKAY.
[ LAUGHS ]
MANDY, SQUARE IT UP.
THOSE BIG, SHINY THINGS
IN FRONT OF YOU?
THOSE ARE CALLED WINDOWS.
YOU GOT TO LOOK OUT THEM
WHEN YOU'RE SETTING.
OH, BOY.
YEAH, ALL THAT MONEY
YOU SPENT DOWN THERE
AT THAT BIG,
FANCY MARITIME COLLEGE,
I'D THINK SHE'D KNOW
HOW TO CALL BACK ON A RADIO.
JUST STAY THE [BLEEP]
OFF THE RADIO
AND JUST DO THIS
LIKE A MAN.
SHUT THE [BLEEP] UP.
I'M SERIOUS. WE'RE DONE.
-D-D-DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID?
-YEAH.
OH, YEAH.
GO AHEAD, PLAY THE VICTIM.
WELL, WHY IS HE CRYING?
HE JUST WANTS
TO BE ON THE RADIO,
TO HUMILIATE ME
IN PUBLIC?
IS THAT WHAT
HE'S DOING?
BRAINS OF A JUVENILE.
MOST OF THE YOUNGER
GENERATION DON'T GET IT.
I DON'T THINK
THEY'VE BEEN AROUND
LONG ENOUGH
TO UNDERSTAND.
I THINK THEY'RE GROWING UP
SPOILED, AND THEY --
IN THEIR MIND,
THEY SEEM TO THINK THAT,
YOU KNOW, IF THEY SEE
A STRING OR SOMETHING,
IT'S LIKE TRESPASSING ON THEIR
TURF, OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
IT'S RIDICULOUS.
GET HIM, DAD.
GET HIM.
Casey: HE CREATED
THE PROBLEM HIMSELF.
HE CAME IN HERE
AND SET US DOWN, BAD.
SO, I DON'T REALLY
GIVE A [BLEEP]
WHAT HIS THOUGHTS
ON IT ARE.
YEAH.
THIS IS OUR AREA.
WE DON'T WANT
TO GET SHANGHAIED.
I WANT TO PROTECT THIS AREA
AS BEST AS I POSSIBLY CAN.
REALLY HOPING
OUR NUMBERS HOLD OUT.
Narrator: AS CASEY AND JOSH
FIGHT FOR THEIR TURF...
Man: CALL TO EPIRB WENT OUT.
THEY CAN'T BE HAILED.
Man #2: HARRY SAID HE TRIED
TO CALL HIM,
BUT COULDN'T GET
AHOLD OF HIM.
Narrator:
ACROSS THE FLEET...
Man #3:
THE BOAT ISN'T RESPONDING.
DID IT ROLL OVER?
DID IT HAVE A PROBLEM?
Man #2: HEY, HAVE YOU HARD
FROM JAKE, ON THE SAGA?
WORD IS THAT THEIR EPIRB
WAS GOING OFF.
NO.
I HADN'T HEARD THAT YET.
Man #3: IT'S PRETTY GNARLY
DOWN THERE, BUT...
I DON'T KNOW.
-NO [BLEEP]
JUST TRIED TO CALL HIM,
AND COULDN'T GET HOLD OF HIM.
Man #2: YEAH.
I HEARD THAT, TOO.
Narrator: ...WORD SPREADS
THAT SAGA CAPTAIN
JAKE ANDERSON'S EMERGENCY
DISTRESS POSITIONING BEACON,
OR EPIRB,
IS SENDING OUT A SIGNAL...
Man:
TRYING TO FIND HIM.
Narrator: ...AN INDICATION THAT
THE BOAT IS IN SERIOUS TROUBLE.
Monte:
THAT'S NOT A GOOD SIGN.
Man #2: EH, IT COULD BE JUST
A MISUNDERSTANDING, I HOPE.
HOW [BLEEP]
IS IT OUT THERE?
IT'S KIND OF SCARY.
WE'RE TRYING TO FIND OUT
EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.
I DON'T KNOW. IF I
HEAR ANYTHING, I'LL CHIME IN.
Man #4:
YEAH. ROGER.
SOMETHING'S WRONG
WITH THE SAGA?
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH HIM, NOW?
JAKE, SAGA, 8232.
82...
OH, OF COURSE
IT DOESN'T WORK.
COME ON.
[ PHONE DIALING ]
[ PHONE RINGING ]COME ON.
COME ON, NOW.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
JAKE ANDERSON,
GOT ME?
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
JAKE ANDERSON,
GOT ME?
COME ON.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
COME ON, NOW.
OH, MY GOD.
ARE YOU ALIVE?
I HEARD YOU WERE EPIRBs
OR SOMETHING.
Jake: WHAT?!
I'M SERIOUS.
WE WERE WONDERING.
I'VE GOTTEN NO CALL
FROM THE COAST GUARD.
I'VE GOT NOTHING.
Narrator: WITH RUMORS SWIRLING
THAT THE SAGA IS IN DISTRESS...
WELL, IS YOUR EPIRB
ON BOARD?
Jake: YEAH.
...CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
FINALLY MAKES CONTACT
WITH SKIPPER
JAKE ANDERSON.
WELL, SOMEBODY'S BEEN
SPREADING RUMORS
THAT YOU HAD AN EPIRB
THAT WENT OUT,
AND THEY HADN'T
HEARD FROM YOU.
NO. THAT'S [BLEEP]
THEY'RE ALWAYS MAKING RUMORS
ABOUT ME LIKE THAT.
NO. EVERYTHING'S
WORKING GOOD HERE.
ALL RIGHT, MAN.
I'M JUST GLAD YOU GUYS ARE SAFE.
HONESTLY, WE WERE
A LITTLE CONCERNED.
THAT'S ALL I WANT TO KNOW.
SO, OKAY. KEEP ME POSTED.
OKAY, THANKS.
BYE BYE.
TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH,
WE HAVEN'T TALKED
FOR A LONG TIME.
SO, I'M GLAD
HE CHECKED ON ME.
HE WAS WORRIED.
I MEAN,
IT'S NO JOKE.
[ BEEPING ]
EVERYBODY'S TEXTING ME.
EVERYBODY IN THE DAMN FLEET,
RIGHT NOW, IS TEXTING ME.
"HEARD EPIRB WENT OFF.
IS YOUR EPIRB GOING OFF?"
I'M JUST DOUBLE CHECKING,
TO MAKE SURE.
HEY, SEAN, I NEED SOMEBODY TO
GO UP ON THE BACK OF THE HOUSE
AND BRING THE EPIRB
DOWN TO ME.
Narrator:
ONCE IT'S DEPLOYED,
AN EPIRB WILL BROADCAST
A LOCATION SIGNAL.
I'M NOT FISHING
WITHOUT A WORKING EPIRB.
I KNOW THAT.
Narrator: IF A BOAT GOES DOWN
AND THE DEVICE FAILS,
RESCUING THOSE ON BOARD
IS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE.
LET ME SEE IT.
YOU GUYS KNOW HOW TO PUT IT
BACK IN THERE, RIGHT?
-THE SAME WAY WE TOOK IT OUT.
-LET'S ROLL.
OKAY.
EPIRB'S NOT GOING OFF.
YOU WOULD KNOW,
'CAUSE IT'D HAVE THE RED LIGHT.
IT'S NOT A FUNNY JOKE.
THAT'S [BLEEP] UP.
THE WHOLE FLEET THINKS
I'M [BLEEP] SINKING RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S A SCREWED-UP RUMOR
TO BE SPREADING AROUND,
'CAUSE MY FAMILY
WOULD HEAR THAT.
AND THEY'RE PROBABLY
FREAKED OUT.
YEAH, YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE,
BUT IT'S UNSAFE WHEN YOU
DON'T HAVE EVERYTHING
IN GREAT WORKING ORDER,
AND IN GOOD SHAPE.
ALL RIGHT. HEY, SEAN,
SWING THE BLOCK IN.
I'LL MEET YOU GUYS
DOWNSTAIRS, INSIDE.
I'VE GOT TO JUST
TELL THE GUYS.
'SUP, FELLAS?
YEAH, I HAD YOU GUYS GO
AND CHECK OUT THAT EPIRB.
BIG RUMOR IS GOING AROUND
THAT OUR EPIRB WENT OFF.
I JUST FEEL TERRIBLE.
BUT, UH,
I'M PRETTY SURE
OUR FAMILIES
ARE FREAKED OUT RIGHT NOW.
[BLEEP] CAN'T.
JUST WATCHING YOU GUYS...
MAN, THAT'S SOME
SERIOUS [BLEEP]
OH, MY GOD.
AW, MAN.
YOU KNOW? SO, I MEAN,
CALL YOUR GUYS' FAMILIES.
-THAT'S HARSH.
-ALL RIGHT, THANK YOU, MAN.
THANKS.
Narrator: IT'S A MYSTERY
HOW THE RUMOR STARTED.
Woman:
ARE YOU OKAY?
Man:
THERE'S A RUMOR GOING AROUND
THAT OUR EPIRB'S GOING OFF,
AND THAT WE WERE GOING DOWN.
AND I JUST WANTED TO CALL
AND LET YOU KNOW
THAT WE'RE ALL FINE.
Narrator: JAKE AND HIS CREW RUSH
TO GET THE MESSAGE OUT
THAT THEY'RE SAFE.
YEAH [BLEEP]
DUDE, ANOTHER MESSAGE.
ONLY RUMOR I'M GETTING RIGHT NOW
IS PEOPLE THINK
I'M IN JAIL
AND NOT UP HERE FISHING.
EVERYTHING'S FINE.
Jake: IT WAS JUST A RUMOR
RUNNING AROUND THE FLEET.
I KNOW EVERYBODY'S
FREAKED OUT ABOUT IT.
ALL RIGHT, WELL,
GLAD IT WAS NOTHING.
IT WAS NOT FUN.
I KNOW.
BUT, ANYWAY, I LOVE YOU.
I GOT TO CALL THE OTHER PEOPLE
AND LET THEM KNOW THAT I'M OKAY.
ALL RIGHT.
LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU, TOO. I'LL CALL YOU
GUYS WHEN I GET ANCHORED UP.
♪♪
IT CRIPPLES YOU TO KNOW
HOW MUCH EVERYBODY CARES.
SHE'S GONNA BE WORRIED
ABOUT IT, MENTALLY.
JUST, LIKE,
EVEN SIG, RIGHT NOW.
AND I DON'T WANT
THEM TO WORRY.
♪♪
Narrator:
110 MILES NORTHWEST...
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
-COME ON!
-GOD!
Man:
NOTHING IS HERE.
WE ARE YANKING ON A SETBACK
THAT WE HAD YESTERDAY MORNING,
AND AT PHENOMENAL NUMBERS --
300s, 400s.
BUT NOW, FISHING HAS
IMMENSELY DROPPED OFF.
Narrator: IT'S NO COINCIDENCE
TO CO-CAPTAINS JOSH HARRIS
AND CASEY McMANUS
WHY THEIR ONCE-HOT FISHING
HAS GONE COLD.
Josh: NORTHWESTERN THREW ALL
OF HIS GEAR ALL OVER OUR STUFF.
AND SINCE THAT'S HAPPENED,
IT'S JUST GONE TO HELL
IN A HAND BASKET.
THIS IS REAL ROUGH STRING.
WE'RE NOT CATCHING MUCH AT ALL.
COMING UP WITH, LIKE,
10s AND 20s.
Josh: IT'S WEIRD.
LISTENING TO SIG TALK
ON THE RADIO TODAY.
YEAH.
DON'T MAKE SENSE.
I'M PISSED OFF
JUST THINKING ABOUT IT.
NO, YOU CAN ONLY PUNCH
THE DIVIDE BUTTON
SO MANY TIMES BEFORE YOU JUST
AIN'T MAKING ENOUGH MONEY.
Man: OH, NO.
Josh: NOT EVEN ENOUGH
TO MAKE CRAB SALAD.
IT DOESN'T TAKE A [BLEEP]
ROCKET SCIENTIST
TO FIGURE OUT THAT, YOU KNOW,
THIS ISN'T GONNA WORK.
WE'VE REALLY GOT TO
FIGURE SOMETHING OUT.
THIS IS A NIGHTMARE.
♪♪
Narrator:
AND OVER ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
Sig: CASEY AND JOSH,
SORRY ABOUT YOUR MISFORTUNE.
BUT THERE'S ROOM
FOR ONE BOAT ONLY.
IT'S THE TRUTH.
Narrator:
WITH HIS STRINGS PLANTED
PARALLEL TO THE CORNELIA'S,
CAPTAIN SIG IS BETTING THE CRAB
HAVE FOUND HIS POTS
INSTEAD OF HIS RIVAL'S.
Sig: WE TOOK A CHANCE
AND SET ABOVE THESE GUYS.
HOPEFULLY, THE CRAB
ARE MOVING NORTH DIRECTION.
BUT WE'LL FIND
THAT OUT NOW.
GOT THE FIRST POT
COMING UP, HERE.
HOPEFULLY,
WE KNOCK THEM DEAD.
♪♪
♪♪
I'M HOPING
THEY'RE MOVING AROUND.
UH-HUH.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: THIS WEEK,
ON "SALTY TAKES"...
♪♪
YEAH. FRESH SCALLOPS.
CAN'T GET ANY FRESHER.
Narrator: ...HOT CUISINE
ON THE BERING SEA.
Man: YEAH.
AND WE'LL JUST SEAR IT.
ALMOST DONE.
LOOK AT THAT.
COOKED TO PERFECTION.
DINNERTIME ON DECK,
ON THE CELLAR BAY.
HEY, ANYBODY WANT
TO TRY A SCALLOP?
THAT'S BOMB.
THAT'S KILLER.
YEAH, I COULD EAT
THAT ALL DAY.
OH, MAN.
IT'S SO GOOD.
BEST SCALLOP, EVER.
Narrator:
BON APPéTIT, GENTLEMEN.
WE NEED MORE.
Narrator: THE NORTHWESTERN
HAS A CRAB LEG UP
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE.
Sig: HOPEFULLY,
WE KNOCK THEM DEAD.
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
I'M HOPING THEY'RE
MOVING AROUND.
UH-HUH.
...AFTER MAKING HIMSELF AT HOME
ON THE CORNELIA'S TURF...
-YAY!
-WHOO!
IT'S HUGE.
LOOK AT IT.
OH, MY GOD!
[BLEEP]
[ LAUGHS ]
THERE'S AT LEAST
300 IN THERE.
THAT'S THE WAY
TO START OUT A MORNING.
THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT,
RIGHT THERE.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN FINDS
HIS NEW DIGS VERY PRODUCTIVE.
Man: OH, MY GOD.
WHAT'D YOU SAY -- 320?
-YEAH.
-WELL, THAT'LL WORK.
HOPEFULLY...IT WASN'T
JUST A ONE-HIT WONDER.
♪♪
♪♪
[ CHEERING ]
[BLEEP]
CAUGHT SOME MEAT.
Man: OH, YEAH.
A LOT OF MEAT.
I TOLD YOU.
HOPING THERE'S ENOUGH CRAB
TO KEEP ME WARM, HERE.
ALL RIGHTY! THAT'S WHAT
WE WANT, RIGHT THERE.
♪♪
IT'S FUNNER HAULING GEAR
WHEN THERE'S CRAB IN THE POTS.
AND, YOU KNOW,
WE'RE JOHNNY COME LATELY, HERE.
JUST BECAUSE
THERE'S BOATS IN AN AREA
DOESN'T MEAN
THEY OWN THE AREA.
IF THE CRAB ARE THERE,
YOU'VE GOT TO GO GET THEM.
OLDEST TRICK IN THE BOOK.
HERE, YOU WANT TO
HAUL THIS ONE, MANDY?
I CAN HAUL.
Narrator: AS MANDY
GETS IN ON THE ACTION...
Sig:
YOU'LL LIKE IT.
Narrator:
...115 MILES SOUTHEAST...
Man: ALL RIGHT.
COMING UP. COMING UP.
Narrator:
...ON THE SAGA...
[ PHONE RINGS ]
WELL, THAT'S THE OWNER.
GOT ME HERE?
-YEAH, JAKE, I GOT YOU.
-YEAH.
Cenny:
THERE WAS A REPORT THAT YOUR
EMERGENCY BEACON WENT OFF.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
IS EVERYTHING OKAY?
YEAH. SOMEBODY'S STARTING RUMORS
IN TOWN THAT OUR EPIRB WENT OFF.
I CHECKED THE EPIRB,
MADE SURE IT COULD TRANSMIT.
I'M NOT VERY HAPPY
ABOUT IT.
I'M ACTUALLY PISSED.
Man: BOO!
Jake: OKAY.
I WANTED TO GET TWO TANKS,
BUT IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW
WHEN THE ANCHOR'S SET, AND...
ALL RIGHT. BYE-BYE.
THAT WAS THE OWNER.
HE SAID JUST GO IN.
IT'S RUINING MY WHOLE PLAN OF
ACTUALLY FILLING ANOTHER TANK.
Narrator: ORDERS TO PLAY IT SAFE
MAY BE THE PRUDENT MOVE,
BUT AN EXTRA TRIP WILL COST
$10,000 IN FUEL AND SUPPLIES.
I'M GONNA GO IN LIGHT,
WHICH MEANS I'M GONNA
HAVE TO DO ANOTHER TRIP.
I DON'T WANT TO DO IT, BECAUSE
IT'S GONNA CUT INTO MY EXPENSES.
BUT THE OWNER --
HE'S NO DUMMY.
HE KNOWS WHAT'S GOING ON
OUT HERE RIGHT NOW --
20-FOOT SEAS,
25-FOOT SEAS.
THAT'S WHAT IT IS.
LAST POT.
PUT EVERYTHING AWAY.
Man:
KIND OF SOUNDS LIKE WE MIGHT
BE GONG IN A LITTLE EARLY.
I'M REALLY MAD
AT THE RUMOR,
BUT I'M NOT MAD AT THE FACT THAT
PEOPLE ARE LOOKING OUT.
♪♪
AND THAT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL
THING ABOUT FISHING.
♪♪
♪♪
WE TALK A LOT OF TRASH
ABOUT EACH OTHER.
WE TALK TRASH
TOEACH OTHER.
-DANG!
-THIS AREA IS DEAD.
THAT'S WHY
WE'RE NOT SETTING BACK.
THERE'S TOO MANY POTS
OVER HERE.
IT'S THE BIGGEST JOKE
I EVER SEEN.
THAT LITTLE, WHITE, MINI SHIP
SUCKED UP ALL OF OUR CRAB.
MINI NORWEGIANS.
BUT WE'RE ALL BASICALLY
ONE DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY.
Sig:
IT'S BEEN QUITE A DAY.
REALLY, YOU KNOW, GOT EMOTIONAL
ABOUT IT, VERY ANGRY.
[ CHEERING ]
THERE'S ALWAYS
A LITTLE BIT OF ANIMOSITY
BETWEEN ONE GUY
OR ANOTHER.
THERE'S ALWAYS
A LITTLE COMPETITION.
YOU KNOW, THE FLEET IS
A BAND OF BROTHERS.
NOBODY WISHES ANY HARM
FOR ANYBODY.
Jake:
YOU TAKE AWAY ALL THE BUSINESS,
YOU TAKE AWAY ALL THE RUMORS,
AND YOU SEE HOW STRONG
THE BOND IS.
AND IT'S REALLY
A BEAUTIFUL THING,
AND IT CAN BRING YOU DOWN
TO YOUR KNEES.
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
THESE WAVES ARE GETTING
BIGGER BY THE MINUTE.
JUST BEEN UNRELENTING
ON THE EAST SIDE OF THE ISLAND.
Man: WHOA!
I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FAIL
OR SUCCEED ON MY OWN.
I'M NOT STOPPING
UNTIL I'M EITHER FORCED TO
OR THIS BOAT'S FULL.
GET UP OFF THE RAIL.
-I KNOW.
JUST BE CAREFUL.
GET UP OFF THE RAIL!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
-GET OUT OF THE WAY.
-WATCH OUT!
Man: HEY, HAVE YOU HEARD
FROM JAKE, ON THE SAGA?
WORD IS THAT
THEIR EPIRB WAS GOING OFF.
HARRY SAID HE TRIED
TO CALL HIM,
BUT COULDN'T GET
AHOLD OF HIM.
Man #2:
THE BOAT ISN'T RESPONDING.
DID IT ROLL OVER?
DID IT HAVE A PROBLEM?
SOMETHING'S WRONG
WITH THE SAGA?
THAT'S JAKE.
THEY COULD BE
IN A LOT OF TROUBLE.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
JAKE ANDERSON.
GOT ME?
Narrator: 275 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR...
[ CHEERING ]
OH, YEAH. [BLEEP] YEAH.
LOOK AT THAT PUPPY.
CLEAN --
NOTHING GOING OVER THE RAIL.
Narrator: ... ON THE
128-FOOT CORNELIA MARIE...
Man: YEAH, BABY!
THERE'S THE MEAT.
GOOD CAPTAIN MOVE, JOSH.
I'LL GIVE YOU THAT ONE.
WELL, IT'S KIND OF
LIKE A GUT FEELING.
JUST WENT FOR IT.
[ CHEERING ]
OUT HERE ON A LITTLE ROCK PILE.
THAT WAS MY DAD'S FISHING HOLE.
Narrator: AFTER SUPERMOON TIDES
SENT THE CRAB OFF THE BITE,
CO-CAPTAINS JOSH HARRIS
AND CASEY McMANUS
RETURN TO AN OLD
HARRIS-FAMILY HOT SPOT,
WITH HOPES TO RE-IGNITE
THEIR SEASON.
WE'RE OVER HALFWAY
THROUGH THE MARK, NOW.
JUST A LITTLE SKOSH TO GO.
WE JUST GOT THAT MUCH MORE.
Narrator:
DUG IN FOR NEARLY A WEEK,
THE CRAB ARE BACK ON THE BITE.
THE NUMBERS JUST KEEP GOING
UP AND UP AND UP.
GOD, IT FEELS GOOD. IT'S JUST
A LOT OF STRESS RELIEF.
[ CHEERING ]
Johnny: WE GOT GOOD JUJU GOING
ON HERE, ON THE DECK, RIGHT NOW.
PUTTING CRAB IN THE TANK.
EVERYBODY KNOWS THEIR JOB.
-THESE CRAB ARE OURS, BABY.
-FANTASTICALLY FABULOUS.
[ CHEERING ]
-SHOW ME THE MONEY!
-YEAH!
♪♪
♪♪
HEY, I DON'T
WANT YOU TO DO THAT.
HO, HO, HO, HO!
[BLEEP]
HOLY [BLEEP]
GET OUT OF THERE.
GET OUT OF THERE.
TRYING TO GO DOWN TO THE BOTTOM
AND SCOUT OUT WHERE THE CRAB
ARE AT, THERE, KID,
OR WHAT --
WHAT YOU GOT
GOING ON OVER THERE?
HE'S NOT VERY SMART,
JUST 'CAUSE HE'S NEW AT THINGS.
Narrator: ATTEMPTING TO QUICKLY
SECURE THE POT, GREENHORN
ZACK JUNIOR MINCE WILSON
RELEASES THE LINE FROM THE BLOCK
BEFORE SECURING IT
TO THE PICKING HOOK...
HEY, I DON'T WANT YOU
TO DO THAT.
...AND THE 1,000-POUND POT
NEARLY TAKES HIM OVER THE SIDE.
YOU GONNA
DO THAT AGAIN?
Josh: A LOT OF
CLOSE CALLS RECENTLY.
WE'LL JUST TAKE IT
EXTREMELY SLOW.
NUMBER ONE THING IS,
EVERYONE STAYS SAFE.
WE GET CRAB
ON THIS BOAT.
Narrator:
60 MILES NORTHWEST...
[ WHISTLING ]
Mandy:
HEY, GUYS.
[ WHISTLING ]
[BLEEP]
Narrator: ... ON THE
125-FOOT NORTHWESTERN...
SO, WE'RE HAULING
THE NEXT STRING, RIGHT?
YEAH. DO YOU WANT
TO SEE WHERE I SET?
-YEAH.
-SEE RIGHT HERE?
THESE ARE OUR
NORTHERN STRINGS,
NOW, WHERE WE THINK
THERE'S A MEAT PILE.
AND I SET TWO PROSPECT
STRINGS REAL FAR APART,
ON THAT DEEP EDGE.
AND THEN, WE WENT FARTHER SOUTH,
AND WE MADE A GRID
OF THE LAST FOUR STRINGS.
THAT WAY, WE CAN REALLY SEE
WHAT'S GOING ON,
UP AND DOWN
AND SIDE TO SIDE.
Narrator: SKIPPER SIG HANSEN
GIVES HIS DAUGHTER,
CAPTAIN-IN-TRAINING
MANDY HANSEN,
A LESSON
IN CRAB HUNTING.
SO, HOPEFULLY,
SOMETHING HITS THERE.
BUT IT'S SIG
WHO MUST PASS THE TEST.
HAVE 100,000 POUNDS
LEFT TO CATCH.
SO, WE START SEEING LIFE,
WE'LL TRY TO GET SITUATED.
I MEAN, THAT'S WHAT
MAKES IT FUN, RIGHT?
IT'S ALWAYS FUN
WHEN YOU HIT CRAB.
FIRST POT'S COMING UP.
FINGERS CROSSED,
ALL THAT GOOD STUFF.
HOPEFULLY, WE FIND A LITTLE
STRIP OF SOMETHING IN HERE.
GET THEM ON THE BOAT, AND THEN,
JUST LAY THEM OUT AGAIN.
-FEELS HEAVY.
-OH, IT SOUNDS HEAVY!
HOPEFULLY, HOPEFULLY.
ALL RIGHT, HERE WE GO.
Man: OH, NO.
OHH!
OH, NO.
BLANKETY BLANK.
THERE'S NOT EVEN A CRAB?
NOT A ONE.
NO?
A LITTLE DISHEARTENING.
WELL, IT'S STILL
A GAMBLING GAME.
YOU KNOW, WE'VE JUST
GOT TO KEEP PULLING.
Edgar: THE FIRST ONE
WE'VE PULLED ALL SEASON
THAT WAS BLANK.
HOPEFULLY, THAT DOESN'T MEAN
THERE'S NO CRAB.
-BOO!
-AND NOTHING.
-BLANK.
-BLANK?
YEAH.
THEY WERE DOING WELL
LAST TIME WE HAULED THEM.
Man: UGH!
THIS MOON THAT WE EXPERIENCED
DEFINITELY AFFECTED THE FISHING.
CRAB SHUFFLED
BACK AND FORTH.
YOU KNOW, THEY GET ON THE BITE,
OFF THE BITE.
YOU JUST NEVER KNOW.
WE'VE JUST GOT TO
GET THROUGH THEM
AND GET THEM ON THE BOAT,
AND THEN,
JUST LAY THEM
OUT AGAIN.
STACK IT.
Narrator: HIS HOT SPOT,
ANOTHER CASUALTY
OF THE SUPERMOON EVENT...
SIG LOADS ALL 150
OF HIS POTS
TO LOOK FOR
MORE FERTILE GROUNDS.
-NO TABLE.
-YEAH, ABOUT ZERO.
Clark: THERE'S NOTHING
OUT HERE.
SEEMS LIKE THE CRAB
JUST GOT UP AND LEFT, SO...
[BLEEP] EMPTY, DUDE.
THEY'RE GONE.
THIS WAS A FAILURE.
EVERYTHING'S GOT TO COUNT, NOW.
WHERE ARE YOU
GONNA SET THEM?
I DON'T KNOW.
I KNOW GUYS
WERE FISHING HERE.
I KNOW GUYS
WERE FISHING DOWN HERE.
SO, THAT TELLS ME
THAT THERE'S CRAB OUT
WEST OF THE ISLAND, RIGHT?
-MM-HMM.
I WANT TO GO ON THE OTHER SIDE
OF THE ROCK PILE, HERE.
-ABOUT SO?
-YEAH.
JUST WEST OF
JOSH AND CASEY.
THEY'RE BANGING THAT, RIGHT NOW.
I KNOW THEY'RE JUST POUNDING IT.
THEY'RE ON
THE A.I.S.
NARRATOR: THE A.I.S., OR
AUTOMATIC IDENTIFICATION SYSTEM,
TRACKS SHIP TRAFFIC
THROUGHOUT U.S. WATERS.
SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN?ABSOLUTELY.
IT'S ALSO A HANDY WAY
TO KEEP TABS ON THE COMPETITION.
Sig:
GIVE IT A SHOT.
ALL THEY CAN DO
IS YELL AT US FOR BOMBING.
[ LAUGHS ]
I'D RATHER FISH
A LITTLE SMARTER
THAN PLAY A LITTLE HARDER
THIS TIME.
BRING ON SOME LUCK.
Narrator: 150 MILES SOUTHEAST,
ON THE STORMY,
EASTERN GROUNDS...
[ LAUGHTER ]
THOSE GUYS ARE LOOKING LIKE
THEY'RE HAVING
TOO MUCH FUN OUT THERE.
-WE'RE JUST JUMPING.
-YEAH!
-LOOK AT YOU IDIOTS!
-SO SICK OF THIS WEATHER.
THIS IS THE THIRD TIME
WE'VE TRIED TO HAUL THIS STRING,
AND BEEN SHUT DOWN TWICE
'CAUSE OF THE TIDES,
TRYING TO HAUL IN.
Narrator: SAGA CAPTAIN
JAKE ANDERSON
SPLIT FROM THE FLEET
TO TAKE HIS CHANCES
ON THE EAST SIDE
OF ST. PAUL ISLAND,
CLOSER TO DUTCH HARBOR.
JUST BEEN UNRELENTING.
MEANWHILE, EVERYBODY ON THE
WEST SIDE IS JUST PROBABLY...
...HAULING LIKE NOBODY'S
BUSINESS, WARM, SUNNY.
Narrator:
HIS ONLY COMPANY?
A SURGE OF STORMS THAT SEEM
TO TRACK HIS EVERY MOVE.
IT JUST IS WHAT IT IS.
IT'S THE LUCK OF THE DRAW.
SO, I JUST DO MY BEST
TO GET THE JOB DONE.
I'M NOT GONNA CRY
ABOUT IT.
WE'VE GOT TO GET SOME CRAB
IN THE TANK BEFORE WE GO IN.
WHOA.
Jake:
FIRST SPOT COMING UP.
♪♪
♪♪
WEATHER SUCKS.
YOU KNOW, IT'S NOT
A JOKE OUT HERE.
Jake: WITH THE WEATHER
THE WAY IT'S BLOWING,
YOU KNOW, I'M GONNA HAVE TO
START SEEING STEADY --
STEADY, BIG POTS
BEFORE I GET EXCITED.
ALL RIGHT,
LET'S SEE WHAT WE GOT.
-COME ON!
-OH, MY GOD.
GOD, THIS JUST SUCKS, MAN.
IT IS PRETTY
[BLEEP] UP RIGHT NOW,
AND WE'RE NOT GETTING
GOOD CRAB.
85.
[BLEEP] YOU.
[BLEEP]
85.
THAT AIN'T GONNA
GET US HOME.
Man: BOO!
ONE THING I KNOW
I AM DOING --
I'M NOT GIVING UP.
I'M NOT STOPPING
UNTIL I'M EITHER FORCED TO
OR THIS BOAT'S FULL.
Narrator: COMMITTED TO
HIS MASTER PLAN
TO STAY CLOSE TO TOWN,
ON THE EASTERN GROUNDS...
I DON'T REGRET
THE DECISIONS I MADE.
THINK HOW MUCH MONEY
I'LL SAVE IN FUEL.
Narrator:
...THE YOUNG SKIPPER CONTINUES
TO GRIND IT OUT IN BIG SEAS.
[ JAKE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER RADIO ]
♪♪
Jake: I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FAIL
OR SUCCEED ON MY OWN.
SO, I'VE JUST GOT
TO STAY FOCUSED
AND NOT LET ANYTHING
GET INSIDE MY HEAD.
HERE COMES A BIG ONE,
RIGHT HERE,
AND IT'S COMING OUR WAY.
[BLEEP]
DON'T HURT ME.
DON'T HURT ME.
Man:
WHOA! LOOK OUT!
[BLEEP]
Jake: IT'S COMING!
IT'S COMING!
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY,
HEY, HEY, HEY!
Man: LOOK OUT! RUN!
GET OUT OF THE WAY!
-GET OUT!
-WATCH OUT!
Narrator:
ON THE SAGA...
Jake: IT'S COMING!
IT'S COMING!
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY,
HEY, HEY!
Man: LOOK OUT! RUN!
GET OUT OF THE WAY.
Man #2:
WATCH OUT!
[BLEEP]
EVERYBODY HERE?
-YEAH.
-YOU ALL RIGHT?
Man: HE SAID, "LOOK OUT. RUN.
GET OUT OF THE WAY."
THAT'S CALLED
A HUGE WAVE.
TURN YOU INTO SPLINTERS.
Dave: THAT'S THE BIGGEST WAVE
I'VE SEEN, SO FAR,
HIT THE SIDE
OF THIS BOAT.
THAT IS, BY FAR, THE CLOSEST AND
HAIRIEST THING I'VE SEEN YET.
YOU DON'T BELIEVE THAT THERE'S
THAT MUCH FORCE IN A WAVE.
Jake:
ALL'S I'VE BEEN DOING
IS GETTING THE CRAP
KNOCKED OUT OF ME.
IT'S ONLY GONNA GET WORSE.
[ DECKHAND GROANS ]
Man: I CAN'T GET IT
TO RIGHT ROLL.
IS THIS WORTH DYING FOR?
WELL, NO, BUT I DO NEED
MY BILLS PAID, YOU KNOW?
Narrator: ALREADY SHUT DOWN
TWICE EARLIER IN THE SEASON,
THE SKIPPER IS NOT WILLING
TO MAKE IT A THIRD TIME.
I'VE GOT THREE MORE STRINGS,
AFTER THIS ONE, TO HAUL.
THE WEATHER'S GONNA START
PICKING UP REAL BAD.
I CAN'T STOP. NO.
I DON'T WANT TO
SHUT DOWN.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
100 MILES NORTHWEST...
...ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
Sig:
WE SET ONE RIGHT HERE.
THERE'S GUYS HERE
AND HERE, FISHING.
TRY SOMETHING LIKE THAT?YEAH.
Narrator:
AFTER A SIX-HOUR STEAM...
-YOU READY?
-YEAH.
Sig: ALL RIGHT,
LET'S BLAST THESE OUT.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN SIG SETS ALL OF
HIS 150 POTS ON NEW GROUNDS.
OTHER BOATS
IN THE AREA,
SO, MAYBE THAT'S A GOOD SIGN,
MAYBE IT'S A BAD SIGN.
IT'S A HUGE MOVE
FROM WHERE WE WERE.
RIGHT OR WRONG,
I JUST WANT TO SEE FOR MYSELF.
THAT'S ALL
THERE IS TO IT.
YOU GET MORE INFORMATION
TO DECIPHER WHAT YOU WANT TO DO.
Narrator: FOR 20 HOURS,
THE CREW BUILDS EIGHT STRINGS,
COVERING 225 SQUARE MILES.
WHO'S THIS GUY?
AH,
SEEING MY FIRST BUDDY.
CORNELIA MARIE,
RIGHT HERE.
THESE GUYS
ARE MOVING NORTH.
I'LL JUST SET UP
ABOVE IT AND OVER.
IF THE CRAB ARE MOVING THIS WAY,
WE'LL GET A FEW.
Narrator: PARALLELING THE
CORNELIA MARIE'S STRING,
SIG BREAKS
THE CRABBERS' GOLDEN RULE.
OH, MY GOD,
IT'S CASEY McMANUS.
WE'RE ON HIM.
Narrator: HE MUSCLES IN ON
JOSH AND CASEY'S TERRITORY,
DROPPING HIS GEAR
ON THEIRS.
AND IF THERE'S A COUPLE BUCKS
GOING IN THE TANK,
THEN, WHO [BLEEP] CARES?
NICK, YOU SAW A CORNELIA POT.
WE KNOW WHERE THOSE GUYS ARE AT.
THAT'S WHERE WE'RE AT NOW.
-THERE'S A POT RIGHT UP THERE.
MAYBE THAT'S ANOTHER
CORNELIA MARIE POT.
[ MOCK SCARED WHINING ]
NEW DAY, NEW GAME.
YOU KNOW, LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
THAT'S WHAT I SAY.
WATCH OUT.
DADDY'S COMING.
AND IT'S GONNA BE FUN.
WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE
BEFORE THEY SEE US.
Narrator:
THREE HOURS LATER...
Casey: WHO'S THIS?
Josh: WHAT?
Narrator:
...ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
Casey: WHO THE [BLEEP]
IS GOT ONE OVER THERE?
JUST ALL OVER US.
Josh:
IS THAT SIG'S POT?
SON OF A BITCH.
YES.
Narrator:
EASING UP TO THEIR NEXT STRING,
CO-CAPTAINS CASEY McMANUS
AND JOSH HARRIS
SPOT A NORTHWESTERN POT
PRECARIOUSLY CLOSE
TO ONE OF THEIRS.
THE OLD SIGURD'S
IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. DID HE --
DID HE AT LEAST SAY GOOD MORNING
TO YOU ON THE RADIO?
NO CHRISTMAS CARD?
NO CHRISTMAS CARD
FROM SIGURD. YEAH.
[ DECKHAND GROANS ]
Man: DAMN IT!
[ DECKHAND GROANS ]
HE FOUND OUR LITTLE,
LUCKY HOLE, OVER HERE.
'CAUSE, USUALLY,
SIG'S PRETTY GOOD ABOUT
NOT POTTING PEOPLE
DOWN TOO HARD,
BUT HE IS ALL UP IN
OUR BUSINESS RIGHT NOW.
OH, WE GOT ANOTHER ONE.
Narrator:
ON THE BERING SEA,
POTTING DOWN ANOTHER BOAT
IS EQUIVALENT TO STEALING CRAB.
THEY'RE PRETTY
CLOSE TOGETHER.
HE KNOWS BETTER.
Man: HORRIBLE.
GRANDPA SIG OUT HERE
IS TRYING TO POT US DOWN
A LITTLE BIT, THE DIRTBAG.
NO POINT IN
SPLITTING CRAB.
NOBODY BENEFITS
FROM BEING POTTED DOWN.
NOBODY.
I COULD HEAR
IT ALREADY.
"WELL, I DIDN'T KNOW
THAT'S WHERE YOU GUYS WERE.
I DIDN'T KNOW.
I DIDN'T KNOW.
MUST HAVE SET AT NIGHT.
DIDN'T SEE YOUR BAGS.
WE DIDN'T KNOW THAT'S WHERE
YOU GUYS WERE FISHING."
Josh:
HE DOESN'T GET WE'RE WAITING.
Man: WHOA.
PULL IT OUT.
[BLEEP]
THEY'RE TANGLED UP WITH US.
LIFT IT UP.
LIFT IT UP IN THE AIR.
Man: DUDE,
LOOK WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
THIS IS SUCH
A CLUSTER[BLEEP]
WHAT IN THE [BLEEP]
IS GOING ON NOW?
LIFT IT UP.
[BLEEP]
Narrator: BY SETTING CLOSE
TO ANOTHER BOAT'S GEAR,
CHANGING WINDS
AND CURRENTS
CAN EASILY CAUSE
THE LINES TO TANGLE.
MAN, BE CAREFUL.
THE NORTHWESTERN'S POT ADDS
ANOTHER 1,000 POUNDS OF STEEL
THE CORNELIA'S
PICKING HOOK.
THAT'S GONNA SNAP.
I KNOW IT IS.
HAVE AT HER, BUDDY.
Narrator:
IF THE LINE SNAPS,
IT CAN SERIOUSLY INJURE
ONE OF THE MEN RECOVERING IT --
OR WORSE, DRAG HIM
TO THE OCEAN FLOOR.
Casey: I WILL NOT HURT
ONE OF OUR CREW MEMBERS
OVER SOMEBODY THAT'S
SETTING US DOWN REPEATEDLY.
YEAH.
THIS IS OUR AREA.
HE'S COMING TO FISH
IN THE JUNGLE.
STUPIDITY
COMES AT A PRICE.
♪♪
♪♪
SEND A MESSAGE.
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
...AFTER THE NORTHWESTERN'S
AGGRESSIVE FISHING
RESULTS IN
A TANGLE OF GEAR...
Casey: I WILL NOT HURT
ONE OF OUR CREW MEMBERS
OVER SOMEBODY THAT'S
SETTING US DOWN REPEATEDLY.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN CASEY McMANUS METES
OUT SOME BERING-SEA JUSTICE,
SENDING THE NORTHWESTERN'S
$1,000 POT
TO THE BOTTOM
OF THE BERING SEA.
STUPIDITY
COMES AT A PRICE.
Man: CRAB IN THE POT.
LET'S GET IT OUT OF THE POT.
SORRY ABOUT YOUR LUCK, OLD MAN.
STAY AWAY FROM OUR STRING.
[BLEEP]SLAPPED HIS ASS,
IS WHAT I DID.
CUT THE DAMN LINE.
ALL IT'S CAUSING
IS A HAZARD TO MY CREW.
MY CREW IS NOT EXPERIENCED
TO DEAL WITH THAT SITUATION.
NOT OKAY.
I'LL BE A NICE GUY
FOR A WHILE,
BUT AFTER YOU
PUSH IT THAT FAR...
GET OUT OF MY [BLEEP]
HE'S GONNA LEARN NOT TO COME
IN HERE AND GET ON OUR [BLEEP]
I'LL CALL HIM AND TELL HIM,
RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
LESS THAN A MILE AWAY...
Sig: JUST ADJUST A LITTLE BIT
WHEN YOU HAVE TO.
AS SOON AS YOU BEEP,
YOU'RE GONNA HIT THIS ONE,
THIS ONE, THAT ONE.
-OKAY.
-OKAY?
OKAY,
THEY'RE WAITING FOR YOU.
Narrator:
...THE NORTHWESTERN DROPS
THE LAST OF THEIR 150 POTS.
ALL RIGHT. THAT'S GOOD.
YOU'RE SETTING.
I'M NOT HERE.
I'M JUST A SHADOW.
I'M A SHADOW THAT TALKS.
Casey: NORTHWESTERN,
CORNELIA MARIE.
GOT MY EAR?
YEAH. WHAT'S UP?
OKAY.
[ LAUGHS ]
MANDY, SQUARE IT UP.
THOSE BIG, SHINY THINGS
IN FRONT OF YOU?
THOSE ARE CALLED WINDOWS.
YOU GOT TO LOOK OUT THEM
WHEN YOU'RE SETTING.
OH, BOY.
YEAH, ALL THAT MONEY
YOU SPENT DOWN THERE
AT THAT BIG,
FANCY MARITIME COLLEGE,
I'D THINK SHE'D KNOW
HOW TO CALL BACK ON A RADIO.
JUST STAY THE [BLEEP]
OFF THE RADIO
AND JUST DO THIS
LIKE A MAN.
SHUT THE [BLEEP] UP.
I'M SERIOUS. WE'RE DONE.
-D-D-DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID?
-YEAH.
OH, YEAH.
GO AHEAD, PLAY THE VICTIM.
WELL, WHY IS HE CRYING?
HE JUST WANTS
TO BE ON THE RADIO,
TO HUMILIATE ME
IN PUBLIC?
IS THAT WHAT
HE'S DOING?
BRAINS OF A JUVENILE.
MOST OF THE YOUNGER
GENERATION DON'T GET IT.
I DON'T THINK
THEY'VE BEEN AROUND
LONG ENOUGH
TO UNDERSTAND.
I THINK THEY'RE GROWING UP
SPOILED, AND THEY --
IN THEIR MIND,
THEY SEEM TO THINK THAT,
YOU KNOW, IF THEY SEE
A STRING OR SOMETHING,
IT'S LIKE TRESPASSING ON THEIR
TURF, OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
IT'S RIDICULOUS.
GET HIM, DAD.
GET HIM.
Casey: HE CREATED
THE PROBLEM HIMSELF.
HE CAME IN HERE
AND SET US DOWN, BAD.
SO, I DON'T REALLY
GIVE A [BLEEP]
WHAT HIS THOUGHTS
ON IT ARE.
YEAH.
THIS IS OUR AREA.
WE DON'T WANT
TO GET SHANGHAIED.
I WANT TO PROTECT THIS AREA
AS BEST AS I POSSIBLY CAN.
REALLY HOPING
OUR NUMBERS HOLD OUT.
Narrator: AS CASEY AND JOSH
FIGHT FOR THEIR TURF...
Man: CALL TO EPIRB WENT OUT.
THEY CAN'T BE HAILED.
Man #2: HARRY SAID HE TRIED
TO CALL HIM,
BUT COULDN'T GET
AHOLD OF HIM.
Narrator:
ACROSS THE FLEET...
Man #3:
THE BOAT ISN'T RESPONDING.
DID IT ROLL OVER?
DID IT HAVE A PROBLEM?
Man #2: HEY, HAVE YOU HARD
FROM JAKE, ON THE SAGA?
WORD IS THAT THEIR EPIRB
WAS GOING OFF.
NO.
I HADN'T HEARD THAT YET.
Man #3: IT'S PRETTY GNARLY
DOWN THERE, BUT...
I DON'T KNOW.
-NO [BLEEP]
JUST TRIED TO CALL HIM,
AND COULDN'T GET HOLD OF HIM.
Man #2: YEAH.
I HEARD THAT, TOO.
Narrator: ...WORD SPREADS
THAT SAGA CAPTAIN
JAKE ANDERSON'S EMERGENCY
DISTRESS POSITIONING BEACON,
OR EPIRB,
IS SENDING OUT A SIGNAL...
Man:
TRYING TO FIND HIM.
Narrator: ...AN INDICATION THAT
THE BOAT IS IN SERIOUS TROUBLE.
Monte:
THAT'S NOT A GOOD SIGN.
Man #2: EH, IT COULD BE JUST
A MISUNDERSTANDING, I HOPE.
HOW [BLEEP]
IS IT OUT THERE?
IT'S KIND OF SCARY.
WE'RE TRYING TO FIND OUT
EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.
I DON'T KNOW. IF I
HEAR ANYTHING, I'LL CHIME IN.
Man #4:
YEAH. ROGER.
SOMETHING'S WRONG
WITH THE SAGA?
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH HIM, NOW?
JAKE, SAGA, 8232.
82...
OH, OF COURSE
IT DOESN'T WORK.
COME ON.
[ PHONE DIALING ]
[ PHONE RINGING ]COME ON.
COME ON, NOW.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
JAKE ANDERSON,
GOT ME?
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
JAKE ANDERSON,
GOT ME?
COME ON.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
COME ON, NOW.
OH, MY GOD.
ARE YOU ALIVE?
I HEARD YOU WERE EPIRBs
OR SOMETHING.
Jake: WHAT?!
I'M SERIOUS.
WE WERE WONDERING.
I'VE GOTTEN NO CALL
FROM THE COAST GUARD.
I'VE GOT NOTHING.
Narrator: WITH RUMORS SWIRLING
THAT THE SAGA IS IN DISTRESS...
WELL, IS YOUR EPIRB
ON BOARD?
Jake: YEAH.
...CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
FINALLY MAKES CONTACT
WITH SKIPPER
JAKE ANDERSON.
WELL, SOMEBODY'S BEEN
SPREADING RUMORS
THAT YOU HAD AN EPIRB
THAT WENT OUT,
AND THEY HADN'T
HEARD FROM YOU.
NO. THAT'S [BLEEP]
THEY'RE ALWAYS MAKING RUMORS
ABOUT ME LIKE THAT.
NO. EVERYTHING'S
WORKING GOOD HERE.
ALL RIGHT, MAN.
I'M JUST GLAD YOU GUYS ARE SAFE.
HONESTLY, WE WERE
A LITTLE CONCERNED.
THAT'S ALL I WANT TO KNOW.
SO, OKAY. KEEP ME POSTED.
OKAY, THANKS.
BYE BYE.
TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH,
WE HAVEN'T TALKED
FOR A LONG TIME.
SO, I'M GLAD
HE CHECKED ON ME.
HE WAS WORRIED.
I MEAN,
IT'S NO JOKE.
[ BEEPING ]
EVERYBODY'S TEXTING ME.
EVERYBODY IN THE DAMN FLEET,
RIGHT NOW, IS TEXTING ME.
"HEARD EPIRB WENT OFF.
IS YOUR EPIRB GOING OFF?"
I'M JUST DOUBLE CHECKING,
TO MAKE SURE.
HEY, SEAN, I NEED SOMEBODY TO
GO UP ON THE BACK OF THE HOUSE
AND BRING THE EPIRB
DOWN TO ME.
Narrator:
ONCE IT'S DEPLOYED,
AN EPIRB WILL BROADCAST
A LOCATION SIGNAL.
I'M NOT FISHING
WITHOUT A WORKING EPIRB.
I KNOW THAT.
Narrator: IF A BOAT GOES DOWN
AND THE DEVICE FAILS,
RESCUING THOSE ON BOARD
IS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE.
LET ME SEE IT.
YOU GUYS KNOW HOW TO PUT IT
BACK IN THERE, RIGHT?
-THE SAME WAY WE TOOK IT OUT.
-LET'S ROLL.
OKAY.
EPIRB'S NOT GOING OFF.
YOU WOULD KNOW,
'CAUSE IT'D HAVE THE RED LIGHT.
IT'S NOT A FUNNY JOKE.
THAT'S [BLEEP] UP.
THE WHOLE FLEET THINKS
I'M [BLEEP] SINKING RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S A SCREWED-UP RUMOR
TO BE SPREADING AROUND,
'CAUSE MY FAMILY
WOULD HEAR THAT.
AND THEY'RE PROBABLY
FREAKED OUT.
YEAH, YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE,
BUT IT'S UNSAFE WHEN YOU
DON'T HAVE EVERYTHING
IN GREAT WORKING ORDER,
AND IN GOOD SHAPE.
ALL RIGHT. HEY, SEAN,
SWING THE BLOCK IN.
I'LL MEET YOU GUYS
DOWNSTAIRS, INSIDE.
I'VE GOT TO JUST
TELL THE GUYS.
'SUP, FELLAS?
YEAH, I HAD YOU GUYS GO
AND CHECK OUT THAT EPIRB.
BIG RUMOR IS GOING AROUND
THAT OUR EPIRB WENT OFF.
I JUST FEEL TERRIBLE.
BUT, UH,
I'M PRETTY SURE
OUR FAMILIES
ARE FREAKED OUT RIGHT NOW.
[BLEEP] CAN'T.
JUST WATCHING YOU GUYS...
MAN, THAT'S SOME
SERIOUS [BLEEP]
OH, MY GOD.
AW, MAN.
YOU KNOW? SO, I MEAN,
CALL YOUR GUYS' FAMILIES.
-THAT'S HARSH.
-ALL RIGHT, THANK YOU, MAN.
THANKS.
Narrator: IT'S A MYSTERY
HOW THE RUMOR STARTED.
Woman:
ARE YOU OKAY?
Man:
THERE'S A RUMOR GOING AROUND
THAT OUR EPIRB'S GOING OFF,
AND THAT WE WERE GOING DOWN.
AND I JUST WANTED TO CALL
AND LET YOU KNOW
THAT WE'RE ALL FINE.
Narrator: JAKE AND HIS CREW RUSH
TO GET THE MESSAGE OUT
THAT THEY'RE SAFE.
YEAH [BLEEP]
DUDE, ANOTHER MESSAGE.
ONLY RUMOR I'M GETTING RIGHT NOW
IS PEOPLE THINK
I'M IN JAIL
AND NOT UP HERE FISHING.
EVERYTHING'S FINE.
Jake: IT WAS JUST A RUMOR
RUNNING AROUND THE FLEET.
I KNOW EVERYBODY'S
FREAKED OUT ABOUT IT.
ALL RIGHT, WELL,
GLAD IT WAS NOTHING.
IT WAS NOT FUN.
I KNOW.
BUT, ANYWAY, I LOVE YOU.
I GOT TO CALL THE OTHER PEOPLE
AND LET THEM KNOW THAT I'M OKAY.
ALL RIGHT.
LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU, TOO. I'LL CALL YOU
GUYS WHEN I GET ANCHORED UP.
♪♪
IT CRIPPLES YOU TO KNOW
HOW MUCH EVERYBODY CARES.
SHE'S GONNA BE WORRIED
ABOUT IT, MENTALLY.
JUST, LIKE,
EVEN SIG, RIGHT NOW.
AND I DON'T WANT
THEM TO WORRY.
♪♪
Narrator:
110 MILES NORTHWEST...
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
-COME ON!
-GOD!
Man:
NOTHING IS HERE.
WE ARE YANKING ON A SETBACK
THAT WE HAD YESTERDAY MORNING,
AND AT PHENOMENAL NUMBERS --
300s, 400s.
BUT NOW, FISHING HAS
IMMENSELY DROPPED OFF.
Narrator: IT'S NO COINCIDENCE
TO CO-CAPTAINS JOSH HARRIS
AND CASEY McMANUS
WHY THEIR ONCE-HOT FISHING
HAS GONE COLD.
Josh: NORTHWESTERN THREW ALL
OF HIS GEAR ALL OVER OUR STUFF.
AND SINCE THAT'S HAPPENED,
IT'S JUST GONE TO HELL
IN A HAND BASKET.
THIS IS REAL ROUGH STRING.
WE'RE NOT CATCHING MUCH AT ALL.
COMING UP WITH, LIKE,
10s AND 20s.
Josh: IT'S WEIRD.
LISTENING TO SIG TALK
ON THE RADIO TODAY.
YEAH.
DON'T MAKE SENSE.
I'M PISSED OFF
JUST THINKING ABOUT IT.
NO, YOU CAN ONLY PUNCH
THE DIVIDE BUTTON
SO MANY TIMES BEFORE YOU JUST
AIN'T MAKING ENOUGH MONEY.
Man: OH, NO.
Josh: NOT EVEN ENOUGH
TO MAKE CRAB SALAD.
IT DOESN'T TAKE A [BLEEP]
ROCKET SCIENTIST
TO FIGURE OUT THAT, YOU KNOW,
THIS ISN'T GONNA WORK.
WE'VE REALLY GOT TO
FIGURE SOMETHING OUT.
THIS IS A NIGHTMARE.
♪♪
Narrator:
AND OVER ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
Sig: CASEY AND JOSH,
SORRY ABOUT YOUR MISFORTUNE.
BUT THERE'S ROOM
FOR ONE BOAT ONLY.
IT'S THE TRUTH.
Narrator:
WITH HIS STRINGS PLANTED
PARALLEL TO THE CORNELIA'S,
CAPTAIN SIG IS BETTING THE CRAB
HAVE FOUND HIS POTS
INSTEAD OF HIS RIVAL'S.
Sig: WE TOOK A CHANCE
AND SET ABOVE THESE GUYS.
HOPEFULLY, THE CRAB
ARE MOVING NORTH DIRECTION.
BUT WE'LL FIND
THAT OUT NOW.
GOT THE FIRST POT
COMING UP, HERE.
HOPEFULLY,
WE KNOCK THEM DEAD.
♪♪
♪♪
I'M HOPING
THEY'RE MOVING AROUND.
UH-HUH.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: THIS WEEK,
ON "SALTY TAKES"...
♪♪
YEAH. FRESH SCALLOPS.
CAN'T GET ANY FRESHER.
Narrator: ...HOT CUISINE
ON THE BERING SEA.
Man: YEAH.
AND WE'LL JUST SEAR IT.
ALMOST DONE.
LOOK AT THAT.
COOKED TO PERFECTION.
DINNERTIME ON DECK,
ON THE CELLAR BAY.
HEY, ANYBODY WANT
TO TRY A SCALLOP?
THAT'S BOMB.
THAT'S KILLER.
YEAH, I COULD EAT
THAT ALL DAY.
OH, MAN.
IT'S SO GOOD.
BEST SCALLOP, EVER.
Narrator:
BON APPéTIT, GENTLEMEN.
WE NEED MORE.
Narrator: THE NORTHWESTERN
HAS A CRAB LEG UP
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE.
Sig: HOPEFULLY,
WE KNOCK THEM DEAD.
Narrator:
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
I'M HOPING THEY'RE
MOVING AROUND.
UH-HUH.
...AFTER MAKING HIMSELF AT HOME
ON THE CORNELIA'S TURF...
-YAY!
-WHOO!
IT'S HUGE.
LOOK AT IT.
OH, MY GOD!
[BLEEP]
[ LAUGHS ]
THERE'S AT LEAST
300 IN THERE.
THAT'S THE WAY
TO START OUT A MORNING.
THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT,
RIGHT THERE.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN FINDS
HIS NEW DIGS VERY PRODUCTIVE.
Man: OH, MY GOD.
WHAT'D YOU SAY -- 320?
-YEAH.
-WELL, THAT'LL WORK.
HOPEFULLY...IT WASN'T
JUST A ONE-HIT WONDER.
♪♪
♪♪
[ CHEERING ]
[BLEEP]
CAUGHT SOME MEAT.
Man: OH, YEAH.
A LOT OF MEAT.
I TOLD YOU.
HOPING THERE'S ENOUGH CRAB
TO KEEP ME WARM, HERE.
ALL RIGHTY! THAT'S WHAT
WE WANT, RIGHT THERE.
♪♪
IT'S FUNNER HAULING GEAR
WHEN THERE'S CRAB IN THE POTS.
AND, YOU KNOW,
WE'RE JOHNNY COME LATELY, HERE.
JUST BECAUSE
THERE'S BOATS IN AN AREA
DOESN'T MEAN
THEY OWN THE AREA.
IF THE CRAB ARE THERE,
YOU'VE GOT TO GO GET THEM.
OLDEST TRICK IN THE BOOK.
HERE, YOU WANT TO
HAUL THIS ONE, MANDY?
I CAN HAUL.
Narrator: AS MANDY
GETS IN ON THE ACTION...
Sig:
YOU'LL LIKE IT.
Narrator:
...115 MILES SOUTHEAST...
Man: ALL RIGHT.
COMING UP. COMING UP.
Narrator:
...ON THE SAGA...
[ PHONE RINGS ]
WELL, THAT'S THE OWNER.
GOT ME HERE?
-YEAH, JAKE, I GOT YOU.
-YEAH.
Cenny:
THERE WAS A REPORT THAT YOUR
EMERGENCY BEACON WENT OFF.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
IS EVERYTHING OKAY?
YEAH. SOMEBODY'S STARTING RUMORS
IN TOWN THAT OUR EPIRB WENT OFF.
I CHECKED THE EPIRB,
MADE SURE IT COULD TRANSMIT.
I'M NOT VERY HAPPY
ABOUT IT.
I'M ACTUALLY PISSED.
Man: BOO!
Jake: OKAY.
I WANTED TO GET TWO TANKS,
BUT IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW
WHEN THE ANCHOR'S SET, AND...
ALL RIGHT. BYE-BYE.
THAT WAS THE OWNER.
HE SAID JUST GO IN.
IT'S RUINING MY WHOLE PLAN OF
ACTUALLY FILLING ANOTHER TANK.
Narrator: ORDERS TO PLAY IT SAFE
MAY BE THE PRUDENT MOVE,
BUT AN EXTRA TRIP WILL COST
$10,000 IN FUEL AND SUPPLIES.
I'M GONNA GO IN LIGHT,
WHICH MEANS I'M GONNA
HAVE TO DO ANOTHER TRIP.
I DON'T WANT TO DO IT, BECAUSE
IT'S GONNA CUT INTO MY EXPENSES.
BUT THE OWNER --
HE'S NO DUMMY.
HE KNOWS WHAT'S GOING ON
OUT HERE RIGHT NOW --
20-FOOT SEAS,
25-FOOT SEAS.
THAT'S WHAT IT IS.
LAST POT.
PUT EVERYTHING AWAY.
Man:
KIND OF SOUNDS LIKE WE MIGHT
BE GONG IN A LITTLE EARLY.
I'M REALLY MAD
AT THE RUMOR,
BUT I'M NOT MAD AT THE FACT THAT
PEOPLE ARE LOOKING OUT.
♪♪
AND THAT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL
THING ABOUT FISHING.
♪♪
♪♪
WE TALK A LOT OF TRASH
ABOUT EACH OTHER.
WE TALK TRASH
TOEACH OTHER.
-DANG!
-THIS AREA IS DEAD.
THAT'S WHY
WE'RE NOT SETTING BACK.
THERE'S TOO MANY POTS
OVER HERE.
IT'S THE BIGGEST JOKE
I EVER SEEN.
THAT LITTLE, WHITE, MINI SHIP
SUCKED UP ALL OF OUR CRAB.
MINI NORWEGIANS.
BUT WE'RE ALL BASICALLY
ONE DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY.
Sig:
IT'S BEEN QUITE A DAY.
REALLY, YOU KNOW, GOT EMOTIONAL
ABOUT IT, VERY ANGRY.
[ CHEERING ]
THERE'S ALWAYS
A LITTLE BIT OF ANIMOSITY
BETWEEN ONE GUY
OR ANOTHER.
THERE'S ALWAYS
A LITTLE COMPETITION.
YOU KNOW, THE FLEET IS
A BAND OF BROTHERS.
NOBODY WISHES ANY HARM
FOR ANYBODY.
Jake:
YOU TAKE AWAY ALL THE BUSINESS,
YOU TAKE AWAY ALL THE RUMORS,
AND YOU SEE HOW STRONG
THE BOND IS.
AND IT'S REALLY
A BEAUTIFUL THING,
AND IT CAN BRING YOU DOWN
TO YOUR KNEES.
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