Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 14, Episode 17 - No Safe Harbor - full transcript
A severe arctic gale batters the fleet, forcing captains to fight extreme wind and waves. For the second time, a greenhorn's life hangs in the balance on the Summer Bay. The Saga crew seeks...
♪♪
Bill: THE SEA CONDITIONS
ARE PRETTY SQUIRRELLY.
I MEAN, IT'S ALL WHITE CAP,
AND I'VE HAD ENOUGH STRESS
THIS SEASON, TO BE HONEST.
[ HULL CREAKING ]
I WANTED TO NAME SPENCER
"LUCKY."
HE'S LUCKY FOR ALL OF US,
ACTUALLY.
♪♪
-WHOA!
-WHOA!
GET HIM
OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
Man: WE GOT YOU, SPENCER!
WE GOT HIM.
♪♪
Bill: SPENCER, BE CAREFUL.
SPENCER DOES
A HELL OF A JOB ON THE STACK.
HE'S A BADASS.
♪♪
NERVE-RACKING.
♪♪
[ SCREAMS ]
Man: WHOA, WHOA!
WHERE'D SPENCER GO?!
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
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Narrator: 340 MILES
NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON THE 155-FOOT WIZARD.
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Harry: THE WEREWOLVES
AND THE VAMPIRES
AND ALL THEM BOYS
ARE OUT PARTYING TONIGHT.
♪♪
Monte: THIS SYSTEM'S GONNA
PROBABLY JUST PARK ON US HERE
FOR A SPELL,
PROBABLY THE DURATION
OF OUR SEASON.
A 1,600-SQUARE-MILE
ARCTIC HURRICANE
OVERTAKES THE GROUNDS.
OKAY, WELL,
I THINK WE FOUND A HOME
FOR THESE THINGS HERE.
AT LEAST 20 OF 'EM.
♪♪
CAPTAIN MONTE COLBURN
AND RELIEF SKIPPER HARRY LEWIS
RUSH TO GET THEIR POTS
OFF DECK
BEFORE THE STORM
INTENSIFIES.
♪♪
THIS STRING'S GOTTA GO
EAST AND WEST.
I HATE TO CROSS [BLEEP]
THIS MIGHT BE
A HAIRY SET HERE.
MONTE STILL HAS 50 POTS
TO GET OFF THE DECK.
BUT THE DIRECTION
HE WANTS TO SET
PUTS THE CREW
IN HARM'S WAY.
IT'S GONNA START BLOWING,
BUT YOU KNOW,
WE'LL JUST HAVE
TO TRY TO DEAL WITH IT.
♪♪
ALL RIGHT, GO AHEAD.
-GOING OVER, BABY! GOING OVER!
-YEAH, BOY!
♪♪
[ MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
Monte: TIDE IS SCREAMING
RIGHT NOW.
-GOOD JOB, BUD.
-GOING OVER!
♪♪
Monte:
WE'RE SETTING DOWNWIND,
AND, YOU KNOW, THESE WAVES,
THEY WANT TO COME
ROLLING DOWN THE RAIL.
Man: WHOO!
YOU CAN TAKE A LOT OF WATER
COMING THROUGH HERE.
♪♪
IT'S DEFINITELY
A PRETTY GNARLY DAY OUT HERE.
IT'S NOT GONNA GET
ANY NICER, EITHER,
FROM WHAT I HEAR.
-GOING OVER!
-YEAH, BABY!
♪♪
I WANT TO SET IT
AS FAST AS I CAN
BECAUSE THE FASTER
YOU GO DOWNWIND,
YOU KIND OF TEND TO OUTRUN
THE FREAKIN' SLURPERS
THAT TRY TO COME THROUGH.
♪♪
Narrator:
IN ORDER TO OUTRUN THE SWELLS,
THE SKIPPER'S SPEED
NEEDS TO EXCEED 8 KNOTS.
-WHOA! GOING OVER!
-GOING OVER!
Narrator: OTHERWISE, HE RISKS
TAKING BIG WATER ONTO THE DECK.
-GOING OVER!
-YEAH!
WE'VE BEEN LUCKY ENOUGH
TO NOT HAVE A BUNCH OF [BLEEP]
COMING OVER THE RAIL YET.
WE CAN HOPEFULLY
KEEP THAT GOING.
Man: HEADS UP THERE.
HEADS UP.
♪♪
[ ALARM SOUNDS ]
Man:
HOLD ON! WE'RE GONNA ROLL.
HOLD ON.
[ WAVES CRASHING ]
♪♪
Man: YEAH!
OH, MOTHER.
IT'S JUST LIKE
12 POTS HERE.
♪♪
Narrator:
ASKING HIS CREW TO DIG DEEP...
ANOTHER ONE GOING OVER!
...MONTE MAKES THE TOUGH CALL
TO PUSH THROUGH.
Harry:
THE CRAB DOWN THERE
ARE GONNA FEEL LIKE
CHICKEN LITTLE
BECAUSE THE SKY'S
GONNA BE FALLING
WITH CRAB POTS COMING
ALL OVER THEIR ASS.
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THE ONE IN THE RACK
AND TWO MORE.
[ BEEP ]
Man #1: GOING OVER!
Man #2: YEAH, BABY!
♪♪
Monte: SO THAT'LL BE
THE LAST ONE WE SET,
BUT FEEL FREE
TO PUT ONE IN THE RACK.
-OH, YEAH!
-WHOO!
WELL, THAT'S GOOD.
YOU KNOW, WE GOT 'EM
IN THE WATER QUICK.
Narrator:
WITH HIS POTS IN THE WATER...
YEAH, BABY!
WE'RE GONNA PULL THE BOAT BACK
AND JOG HERE...
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...JUST TO TRY TO SOAK THE GEAR
A LITTLE BIT.
Narrator: ...MONTE AND CREW
BATTEN DOWN THE HATCHES
AND HOPE FOR THE BEST.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A GO-O-O-OD PICK.
[ LAUGHS ]
IT'S GONNA BE
CINDERELLA!
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25 MILES SOUTHWEST...
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...ON THE 110-FOOT BRENNA A.
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Sean:
IT'S BEEN PRETTY SKINNY.
THEY'VE BEEN SOAKING
FOR ABOUT 60 HOURS.
SO OUR NORMAL SOAK TIME IS 48.
Narrator: CAPTAIN SEAN DWYER
IS ON THE PROWL
IN DESPERATE NEED
OF A NEW HOT SPOT.
♪♪
WE'VE HAD BIG TIDES.
WE GOT WEATHER.
BUT WE JUST GOTTA
HAMMER THROUGH IT.
Narrator:
TO RETRIEVE HIS POTS,
THE YOUNG SKIPPER MUST PUNCH
THROUGH THE HEART OF THE STORM.
IF WE SPEND THIS WHOLE SEASON
WAITING FOR WEATHER,
WE WOULD NEVER
GET ANYTHING DONE.
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DOING THE OLD HAUL AND HIDE.
GRAB A POT,
PUT IT IN THE BLOCK,
GET YOUR NUMBER,
AND THEN GO
HIDE IN THE FOREPEAK
WHILE I RUN
TO THE NEXT POT.
Narrator:
HAUL AND HIDE MAY SLOW FISHING,
BUT IT ACCOMPLISHES
THE CAPTAIN'S NUMBER-ONE GOAL.
-YEAH!
-OH, YEAH!
Narrator:
KEEPING HIS CREW SAFE.
Sean: WE'RE GONNA BE HAULING
IN THIS CRAPPY WEATHER,
SO MAKE SURE
YOU GET OUT OF THE WAY
IN BETWEEN POTS.
Willi:
AND IN BETWEEN EACH POT,
WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO RUN UP
INTO THE FOREPEAK
OR STAY OFF THE DECK.
OTHERWISE,
WE'LL GET WIPED OUT BY WAVES.
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-WHOA! HO!
-WHOO!
-AH, WILLI!
-OKAY! [ LAUGHS ]
Sean: FIRST POT COMING UP.
YOU GET MAYBE HIGH 100,
LOW 200.
WE'RE GETTING RICH
TODAY!
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DON'T WANT TO WASTE ANY TIME
OUT HERE,
AND, YOU KNOW,
TRY TO WORK SMART.
IT'S JUST GONNA
TAKE A LITTLE WHILE,
BUT WE'LL GET IT DONE.
♪♪
Man: GO!
♪♪
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
THERE WE GO.
THERE'S SOMETHING.
SOME COWBOYS.
LOOKS GOOD.
♪♪
LOOKING FROM HERE,
IT LOOKS LIKE 250, 300.
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Man: 225 ON THAT ONE.
225.
CLEAR THE DECK.
♪♪
Narrator: SAFELY SHELTERED
IN THE FOREPEAK,
THE CAPTAIN WAITS
FOR THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT
BEFORE SENDING HIS GUYS
BACK ON DECK.
♪♪
[ MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
Sean: THEY'RE GETTING BIG.
OKAY.
HOLD ON TIGHT, BOYS.
♪♪
Man: I WISH THIS WEATHER
WOULD LAY OFF A LITTLE BIT.
IT'S REALLY NASTY OUT HERE.
IT'S GETTING PRETTY CLOSE
TO SHUTDOWN WEATHER.
WHEN I FEEL LIKE
IT'S QUESTIONABLE,
THEN I'LL CALL IT.
OTHERWISE,
WE KEEP ON GEAR.
♪♪
Man: THAT'S WHAT
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT!
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
Man: 2-1-0!
Sean: COMING UP.
OKAY, 10-4!
♪♪
-WHOO!
-WHOO-HOO!
♪♪
EVERY POT IN HERE
HAS BEEN OVER 200.
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
-HEY! HEY!
Willi: WITH HOW BAD THE WEATHER
IS RIGHT NOW,
SEAN MIGHT SHUT DOWN
FOR SAFETY REASONS.
I WANT TO GET
THIS LAST TRIP OVER WITH,
BUT AT SOME POINT,
YOU KNOW,
HOW MUCH IS MY LIFE WORTH?
Sean: I DON'T THINK
IT'S SHUTDOWN TIME YET.
YOUR CIGARETTE
MIGHT GET WET.
SORRY, WILLI.
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ROGER.
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Man: WHOA. WHOA.
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IT IS NASTY
AND WINDY OUTSIDE.
OH, YEAH.
AND WE JUST TOOK A HUGE ROLL.
PROBABLY 35 DEGREES.
I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE
THE BOAT CAN ROLL PAST THAT.
Willi:
GET YOUR SURFBOARD OUT.
♪♪
Man: HERE WE GO!
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
♪♪
WHOO!
♪♪
[ WAVE CRASHING ]
-LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
-LOOK OUT!
OH [BLEEP]
[ GLASS SHATTERS ]
[ HULL CREAKING ]
♪♪
♪♪
Man: WHOO!
Narrator:
ON THE BRENNA A...
YEAH.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
♪♪
[ WAVE CRASHING ]
-LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
-LOOK OUT!
OH [BLEEP]
[ GLASS SHATTERS ]
♪♪
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
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[ HULL CREAKING ]
♪♪
Man: IS EVERYBODY HERE?!
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT?!
[BLEEP] DAMN.
[BLEEP]
♪♪
THAT WAS A DAMN WAVE.
I SPILLED MY [BLEEP] COFFEE
ON THAT ONE.
-OH, MAN.
-OH, MAN.
-GOOD ONE.
-HOLY --
Man #1: WOW.
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Man #2: YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
JUST TOOK A GREEN WAVE
OVER THE PORT RAIL,
WHICH THAT RAIL'S
ABOUT 11 FEET TALL.
PRETTY NASTY OUT.
Hank:
YEAH, PRETTY BAD DEAL.
WE HAD EVERYBODY
OVER AT THE RAIL.
THAT'S THE TYPE OF [BLEEP]
THAT WASHES A CREW OVERBOARD.
Narrator:
DESPITE PLAYING IT SAFE
WITH HAUL-AND-HIDE
TACTICS...
Man: LOOK OUT!
Narrator: ...A 30-FOOT WAVE
BREACHES THE STORM WALL,
SURPRISING THE CREW
FROM BEHIND.
Hank: WE'D HAVE BEEN DOING
A LITTLE SWIMMING, MAYBE.
SWIMMING, FOR SURE.
YOU GO OVER
IN WEATHER LIKE THIS,
YOU'RE PROBABLY
NOT COMING BACK.
YEAH.
[BLEEP] WAVE
CAME OUT OF NOWHERE.
♪♪
THAT'S PRETTY GNARLY.
♪♪
WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO SHUT DOWN.
THERE'S JUST NO WAY.
WHY DON'T YOU GUYS
TIE UP THOSE BUOYS
AND PUT SOME POT TIES
ON THAT ONE IN THE RACK.
AND SWING THE BLOCK IN.
♪♪
YEAH, WE'RE CALLING IT
FOR THE DAY.
IT'S JUST TOO ROUGH
OUT HERE.
IT'S NOT SAFE.
♪♪
A WIND IS A-BLOWING.
THERE'S NO HAULING GEAR
IN THIS.
WE JUST GOTTA WAIT IT OUT.
♪♪
Narrator: 35 MILES SOUTHEAST,
SKIRTING
THE EDGE OF THE STORM...
ON THE 113-FOOT
SUMMER BAY...
♪♪
Bill: IF WE GET A COUPLE
THOUSAND POUNDS APIECE
OUT OF THESE SHORT STRINGS,
WE'LL BE --
WE'LL BE PUTTING THEM
ALL ON HERE BEFORE TOO LONG.
SO, SEE WHAT THIS ONE
GIVES UP.
Narrator:
CAPTAIN "WILD" BILL WICHROWSKI
GUNS FOR HIS FINAL
20,000 POUNDS OF OPILIO,
BANKING ON
HIS THREE-DAY TOWN SOAK
TO PUT HIM IN THE BLACK.
Bill: THE SEA CONDITIONS
ARE PRETTY SQUIRRELLY.
I MEAN, IT'S ALL WHITE CAP.
AND I'M UNDER A TIME CRUNCH.
I JUST WANT TO GET IT DONE,
AND WE'RE LOOKING AT
300 MILES OF [BLEEP] WEATHER
THE LONGER WE WAIT.
Narrator: BUT THE BERING SEA
AIN'T MAKING IT EASY.
♪♪
Bill: WE'RE COMING UP.
-WATCH OUT FOR THAT BIG WAVE.
-HERE WE GO!
-WHOO!
-HERE WE GO!
♪♪
Bill: YEAH,
IF THIS THING DOESN'T PRODUCE,
I'M BACK TO BAITING POTS,
AND I'M FISHING TO GET
THIS LITTLE BIT OF QUOTA
WE NEED.
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♪♪
Man: OH, YEAH.
THERE'S LIFE.
I MEAN, WE CAN --
WE CAN MUDDLE THROUGH
ON THE WAY OUT.
♪♪
SEE WHAT THE REST OF THIS STRING
LOOKS LIKE.
Man: RIDERS!
-RIDERS!
-GOING IN THE BOAT!
Man: PRETTY NICE.
I'M THANKFUL
THERE'S SOMETHING IN IT.
♪♪
Man #1: YEAH!
Man #2: YEAH!
THAT'S ENOUGH
TO GET US OUT OF HERE,
BUT IT'S GOTTA
STAY CONSISTENT.
♪♪
JUST PLUG AWAY AT THIS
UNTIL IT'S DONE.
Man: 9-0.
85. THAT'S 8-5.
65. THAT'S 6-5.
1-0-7.
♪♪
Nick:
YOU WANT TO SEE SOME CRAB.
♪♪
WE GOT WHAT WE NEED
FOR THE SEASON TO FILL OUR --
FILL OUR QUOTA.
WE'RE THERE.
WE GOT IT.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
-DOORS OPEN!
Narrator: "WILD" BILL CATCHES
HIS LAST CRAB OF THE SEASON.
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
Bill:
SO NOW WHAT WE'RE DOING IS
WE'RE PUTTING ON A FULL STACK.
AND WE DO HAVE
SOME WEATHER COMING UP.
Narrator: ALL THAT'S LEFT,
PICK UP THE REMAINING 40 POTS
AND HEAD TO DOCK.
LAST CRAB ARE GOING IN THE TANK,
THIS POT.
WHOO!
YEAH.DRINK IN YOUR HAND.
TOES IN THE SAND,
DRINK IN MY HAND.
NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD.
♪♪
[ THUD ]
OW!
[BLEEP]
♪♪
OHH.
♪♪
Narrator: A 20-FOOT ROGUE WAVE
BROADSIDES THE SUMMER BAY.
Bill: [ GROANS ]
WELL.
[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
JUST KIND OF
SITTING IN THE CHAIR,
NOT PAYING ATTENTION,
LOOKING FOR BUOYS
AND KIND OF GOT
TOSSED OUT OF THE CHAIR.
MY HIP IS JUST --
I CAN'T EVEN
DESCRIBE IT RIGHT NOW.
FEELS LIKE --
JUST AGONIZING.
[ GROANS ]
Narrator: THE VETERAN SKIPPER
IS PAYING A PAINFUL PRICE
FOR HIS 40 YEARS
ON THE BERING SEA.
I DON'T REALLY KNOW
WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY HIP.
I JUST KNOW IT [BLEEP] HURTS.
DEFINITELY WON'T LET
THE GUARD DOWN ON THIS ONE
ON THE WAY BACK.
♪♪
[ WIND WHISTLING ]
Narrator: 80 MILES EAST...
...JUST OUTSIDE ST. PAUL...
[ WAVES CRASHING ]
...ON THE 107-FOOT SAGA.
♪♪
GEAR ALL READY.
I'M PRETTY MUCH THERE.
♪♪
YOU KNOW,
THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
OF THIS LITTLE STORM HERE.
Narrator:
AFTER BOAT OWNER LENNY HERZOG
ORDERED HIM
TO WAIT OUT THE STORM,
CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON ANCHORS UP
ON THE LEEWARD SIDE
OF ST. PAUL ISLAND.
SADLY, THE STORM
HAS TAKEN A TOLL,
AND WE MIGHT BE ANCHORED UP
FOR TWO OR THREE DAYS.
♪♪
OKAY, LET HER SNAG UP.
♪♪
I'M PAYING ATTENTION
TO MY DRIFT,
AND I DON'T WANT TO PULL
ON THE ANCHOR TOO HARD.
MIGHT SNAP THE CABLE.
Narrator: WITH 20-KNOT WINDS
AND STRONG TIDES...
EVEN BEING ON ANCHOR NOW
DOESN'T MEAN
IT'S TIME TO WATCH A MOVIE,
EVERYBODY GOES TO SLEEP.
YOU GOTTA HAVE SOMEBODY UP HERE
THAT KNOWS WHEN YOU'RE
DRAGGING ON ANCHOR.
Narrator: ...JAKE KEEPS
A CREWMAN ON LOOKOUT
TO MAKE SURE THE ANCHOR HOLDS
AND THE BOAT DOESN'T DRIFT
INTO THE ROCKS.
♪♪
EIGHT HOURS INTO THE WATCH...
[ CLANKING ]
...DECKHAND JACOB HUTCHINS
MANS THE HELM.
♪♪
[ CLANKING ]
♪♪
[ LOUD BANG ]
♪♪
Jacob: HEY, JAKE!
HEY!
Jake: WHOA.
♪♪
[ CLANKING ]
Narrator:
JUST OFF ST. PAUL ISLAND
ON THE SAGA.
♪♪
[ CLANKING ]
♪♪
[ LOUD BANG ]
[ BEEPING ]
♪♪
Jacob: JAKE!
GET JAKE!
-HEY, JAKE!
JAKE!
IT STOPS.
Narrator:
DECKHAND JACOB HUTCHINS
NOTICES THE SAGA IS DRIFTING.
Jake: [BLEEP]
IT IS [BLEEP]
♪♪
GO GET
SOME OF THE OTHERS.
Jake: HOP UP!Man: WHAT'S GOING ON?
WE LOST THE ANCHOR.
♪♪
Jake: GO UP THERE AND LOOK
AND SEE IF THERE'S A WRAP,
BUT IT'S [BLEEP] GONE.
GONE, RIGHT?
♪♪
JACOB, WHAT THE [BLEEP]
DID YOU NOT WATCH
THE [BLEEP] ANCHOR CABLE?
IT'S THE FIRST THING
I LOOKED AT
WHEN I CAME UP HERE.
IT [BLEEP] SPOOLED OUT.
[BLEEP] MAN. EVERYTHING.
I GOTTA SIT
AND DRAW A [BLEEP] LIST
WITH CRAYONS, I GUESS.
[BLEEP]
♪♪
I'M NOT PISSED THAT I LOST
THE [BLEEP] ANCHOR.
I'LL GET IT BACK.
WHAT I'M PISSED ABOUT
IS THIS IS [BLEEP] DANGEROUS
AS [BLEEP]
TRYING TO MUCK
THIS [BLEEP] THING UP.
Narrator: LIKE CRAB GEAR,
THE LOCATION OF THE ANCHOR
IS MARKED WITH
A TRAILER LINE AND BUOY.
BUT RECOVERING IT,
OR MUCKING IT UP,
IS EQUIVALENT TO PULLING UP
A TWO-TON POT.
IT'S OKAY.
YOU'RE NOT --
YOU'RE NOT IN TROUBLE,
BUT THE REASON
WHY I'M SO PISSED OFF,
'CAUSE YOU'RE GONNA SEE --
'CAUSE I DON'T THINK
YOU'VE EVER MUCKED UP
AN ANCHOR BEFORE.
IT'S NOT [BLEEP] FUN,
AND IT'S NOT FUN FOR ME,
AND IT'S [BLEEP] DANGEROUS
AS [BLEEP]
SO THAT'S WHY I'M PISSED.
I HATE DOING IT.
SO MANY TIMES,
I'VE ALMOST BEEN KILLED BY IT
ON THE NORTHWESTERN.
COUNTLESS TIMES.
Edgar: YOU DON'T HAVE TIME
TO TURN THE --
WHOO.
WATCH IT!
Edgar: GET ON THE BLOCK!
GET ON THE BLOCK! GO DOWN!
DOWN!
AND I HAVE TO MAKE ORDERS
FOR YOU TO GO OUT THERE
AND PUT YOUR LIFE
ON THE LINE
TO GET A [BLEEP] ANCHOR.
YEAH, I'VE NEVER DONE THAT
BEFORE.
IT'S NUTS.
I DON'T LIKE
DOING IT OUT THERE,
AND I SURE AS [BLEEP]
DON'T LIKE SENDING PEOPLE
OUT THERE TO DO IT
THAT HAVE NEVER DONE IT.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: 85 MILES WEST...
♪♪
Bill: [ GROANS ]
OH [BLEEP]
...ON THE SUMMER BAY.
Bill: [ GROANS ]
OH, [BLEEP]
[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
I TELL YOU, THIS --
THIS STORM BEAT THE [BLEEP]
OUTTA ME.
WE TOOK A ROLL,
AND IT SHOT ME OFF THE CHAIR,
AND I LANDED ON MY LEFT LEG.
I'VE GOT THIS AGONIZING PAIN
PRETTY MUCH CONTINUALLY
IN MY HIP.
Narrator: AFTER YEARS OF
BEATINGS ON THE BERING SEA...
OH, LIKE RIGHT THERE.
THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING.
[ LAUGHS ]
OH [BLEEP]
Narrator:
...THIS LATEST INJURY
RAISES WILD BILL'S PAIN
TO AN INTOLERABLE LEVEL.
THIS THING
IS KICKING MY ASS.
I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN --
YOU KNOW, IT'S --
IT'S TO THE POINT
IT HURTS TO DRIVE.
Man: YEAH, MAN.
Bill: I'VE HAD ENOUGH STRESS
THIS SEASON, TO BE HONEST.
IT HAS BEEN RIDICULOUS.
I WANT TO NICKNAME SPENCER
"LUCKY."
HE'S LUCKY FOR ALL OF US,
ACTUALLY.
♪♪
Narrator: DECKHAND SPENCER MOORE
WENT OVER THE RAIL...
-WHOA!
-WHOA!
GET HIM
OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
Man:
HEY, WE GOT YOU, BUDDY.
...AND MIRACULOUSLY
LIVED TO TELL THE TALE.
IS HE BREATHING?
-YOU ALL RIGHT?
-YEAH.
Nick: HE'S GOOD!
♪♪
CHAIN THIS [BLEEP]
AND RUN TO TOWN.
I DON'T MEAN WALK TO TOWN.
I MEAN RUN.
Narrator:
BILL HAS ONE LAST GOAL.
GET EVERYONE BACK TO DOCK
IN ONE PIECE.
THE FAT LADY IS SINGING.
Narrator: BUT, BEFORE
THEY CAN HEAD FOR HOME,
THE CREW MUST BUILD
A THREE-STORY STACK
WITH ALL 120 POTS.
♪♪
RIGHT NOW,
BILL IS DRIVING REALLY HARD.
WE REALLY
WANT TO GET THIS GEAR ON.
GOTTA LOOK OUT
FOR THE WHEELHOUSE.
GOTTA MAKE SURE
I DON'T TAKE SPENCER OUT.
SPENCER DOES
A HELL OF A JOB ON THE STACK.
HE'S A BADASS,
THAT'S FOR SURE.
♪♪
♪♪
SPIN IT!
SPIN IT!
♪♪
NERVE-RACKING.
♪♪
OHH, MAN.
♪♪
Man: LOOK OUT!
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
BACK OFF! I DON'T WANT
TO HIT YOU IN THE FACE!
Nick: HEY,
EVERYBODY JUST HOLD ON.
I GOT TOO MUCH [BLEEP]
GOING ON HERE.
Man: ROGER.
♪♪
♪♪
[ THUD ]
[ SCREAMS ]
Man: WHOA, WHOA!
WHERE'D SPENCER GO?!
-WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
GET HIM!
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE SUMMER BAY...
♪♪
[ SCREAMS ]
Man: WHOA, WHOA!
WHERE'D SPENCER GO?!
-LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
-GET HIM!
Man: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA! NO, NO!
♪♪
♪♪
[BLEEP]
I THOUGHT SPENCER
WENT OVER AGAIN.
MY HEART JUST [BLEEP] SANK.
[BLEEP] SCARY.
Narrator:
WHEN A 15-FOOT SWELL
ROLLS THE BOAT
HARD TO PORT,
STACK MAN SPENCER MOORE
NEARLY TAKES ANOTHER PLUNGE
INTO THE BERING SEA.
Man:
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
Bill: THEY'RE EMPTY.
THE GUYS
ARE GETTING IT GOING ON,
AND I KIND OF LOOKED OFF
TO MY LEFT HERE
BECAUSE I SAW A POT
IN A PLACE IT NORMALLY ISN'T.
IT WAS KIND OF
STICKING UP ON THE AIR
KIND OF
ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE STACK,
AND SPENCER
WAS HANGING ON TO IT.
♪♪
Spencer: I WAS GETTING
THE FIRST TIE ON THE POT.
WE TOOK A BIG ROLL,
AND THE POT JUST WENT
RIGHT OFF THE SIDE OF THE BOAT.
♪♪
WALKED AWAY UNSCATHED.
DOWN TO SEVEN LIVES.
♪♪
YEAH, BE CAREFUL.
MAKE SURE EVERYBODY'S LOOKING
TO THINK TWICE HERE
AND LET'S GET THESE ON
AND NOT BANG ANYBODY UP.
26 TO GO.
I DON'T WANT TO LOSE ANYBODY
OVER THE SIDE.
♪♪
Narrator:
JUST OUTSIDE ST. PAUL...
♪♪
...ON THE SAGA.
Jake: SO I'M ON THE PICK.
YOU'RE ON THE CRANE.
YOU GUYS ARE CHOKING IT.
FOUR HOURS
AFTER HIS ANCHOR LINE
SNAPPED IN THE STORM...
SOMEBODY BE
ON THE CRANE HOOK.
SOMEBODY BE
ON THE PICKING HOOK.
...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
MAKES SURE HIS CREW
KNOWS THEIR ROLES
BEFORE STARTING
THE RECOVERY OPERATION.
YEAH, WE JUST WANT THIS
TO GO SMOOTH
LIKE WE'RE HAULING A POT.
Man: YES.
Narrator:
FIRST, THE CREW REELS
THE TRAILER LINE AND BUOY
ON BOARD,
AS IF IT WERE A CRAB POT.
THEN THE PICKING HOOK AND CRANE
SIMULTANEOUSLY HOIST
THE ANCHOR
AND THE 3,000-POUND CHAIN
ONTO THE DECK.
Jake: JUST REMEMBER, IT'S WINDY.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
THE CURRENT'S DOING YET.
IF YOU GOTTA RUN, RUN.
JUST LET IT TAKE
EVERYTHING WITH IT.
Man: ROGER!
♪♪
THE JOB ITSELF
OF MUCKING UP AN ANCHOR
IS VERY SIMPLE,
BUT IT'S REALLY DANGEROUS
AND CAN BE VERY HARD
AT THE SAME TIME.
John: ARE YOU THERE?!
IT'S COMING UP!
♪♪
♪♪
WATCH YOU'RE NOT
LOSING IT.
John: DOWN --
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GO EASY.
DON'T LET IT
ALL THE WAY UP.
WE'RE ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH
THE SCARY PART.
Narrator: WITH THE ANCHOR
SAFELY ABOARD...
PROBABLY 10 TIMES THE TENSION
ON THIS LINE RIGHT HERE.
...THE YOUNG CAPTAIN'S
NEXT WORRY,
BRINGING UP
THE 3,000-POUND CHAIN.
John: YOU'RE CLEAR. OKAY.
♪♪
THERE WE GO.
OKAY, NEXT ONE!
Jake: OKAY, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO BE REAL CAREFUL.
♪♪
OKAY, THE LAST OF IT.
♪♪
I DON'T LIKE IT
OVER HIS HEAD THAT HIGH, JOHN.
JOHN, I REALLY DON'T LIKE IT
OVER HIS HEAD THAT HIGH.
John: OKAY, OKAY. JUST DON'T.
I WILL.
COMING DOWN.
HANG ON A SEC, JAKE.
[ CLANG! ]Man: WHOO!
WATCH IT, SEAN.
WATCH IT.
♪♪
YEAH! YEAH!
♪♪
OH, FANTASTIC JOB,
YOU GUYS!
THAT'S THE WAY
IT'S SUPPOSED TO GO.
Narrator:
SUCCESSFULLY RETRIEVING
THE ANCHOR WITHOUT INJURY...
GOOD. GOING GOOD, GUYS.
I GOT THE ANCHOR BACK
VERY SAFELY,
VERY QUICKLY,
VERY EFFICIENTLY,
AND I'M VERY PROUD
OF THE CREW.
Narrator: ...THE SAGA
IS BACK IN BUSINESS.
Jake: NICE JOB, FELLAS!
CONGRATULATIONS.
EVERYBODY WAS
VERY CLOSE TO DYING,
BUT WE PULLED THROUGH.
WE MADE IT LOOK EASY.
Man: WHOO-HOO!
AND WE'RE HEADED BACK OUT
INTO THE STORMS AGAIN.
57,000 POUNDS LEFT.
I'LL PROBABLY GET BEAT UP,
BUT I JUST WANT
TO GET THIS CRAB ON
AND GET THE HELL
OUTTA HERE.
♪♪
Narrator:
90 MILES NORTHWEST...
ABOARD THE WIZARD...
THE WEATHER'S
PRETTY GNARLY RIGHT NOW.
Man: WHOO!
♪♪
Narrator:
...ON THE EDGE OF THE STORM.
Monte: THIS WEATHER'S MAKING IT
A BIT OF A CHALLENGE.
IT TAKES LITTLE BIT OF DOING
TO, YOU KNOW, FIGURE OUT
THE TIDE AND THE CURRENT
PUSHING THE BOAT AROUND.
Narrator: THERE MAY BE A BREAK
IN THE CLOUDS...
LET'S TRY AND GET THESE [BLEEP]
THINGS HAULED.
SHOO, MAMA.
SHOO, MAMA.
Narrator:
...BUT THE BERING SEA
ISN'T GIVING
CAPTAINS MONTE AND HARRY
ANY KIND OF BREAK
AS THEY GET READY TO HAUL
THEIR FIRST STRING OF THE DAY.
YEAH, WE'RE GONNA BE PULLING
STRAIGHT INTO IT HERE.
THIS WEATHER
IS NOT EXACTLY NORTHEAST.
IT'S QUITE A BIT OF EAST
ON IT HERE.
♪♪
WHOA! YEAH, BABY.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
♪♪
Monte: HERE WE GO.
-WHOO!
-LOOK OUT!
-OH, YEAH!
-OH, YEAH!
WE NEED 125 CRAB IN 225 POTS
TO GET WHAT WE NEED.
Narrator: IF THE SKIPPER
COVERS THAT NUMBER...
WE'RE GONNA FIND 'EM
IN THE SPOT.
YOU'RE GONNA FIND
THAT VEIN
AND BOMB THE HELL
OUT OF IT.
...THE END OF THEIR SEASON
IS IN STRIKING DISTANCE.
♪♪
Monte: WE WANT TO JUST SEE
SOME LIFE HERE.
BUT AGAIN, WE DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S IN THE GEAR.
THESE THINGS CAN ALL GO
EITHER WAY.
♪♪
Freddie:
COME ON, BABY!
Narrator:
THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Harry: ♪ I GO DOWN TO THE DOCKS
AND OUT TO SEA ♪
♪ THERE'S NEVER BEEN
ANOTHER LIFE FOR ME ♪
...CRABBER POETRY.
WE COIL, WE STACK.
WE BAIT, WE SET.
BETWEEN OUR STRINGS,
WE GAMBLE, WE BET.
AND WHEN THE TANKS ARE FULL,
THAT'S WHEN
WE HEAD TO TOWN.
THAT'S WHEN
THE DANGER STARTS,
'CAUSE OUR FEET
IS ON THE GROUND.
'CAUSE FOR MOST OF US,
WE'RE SAFER ON THE SEA.
AND I'M JUST A CRABBER,
I CRAB THE BERING SEA.
[ HARMONICA PLAYS ]
Narrator:
LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, HARRY.
WITH NEARLY
HALF A MILLION POUNDS
ON THE BOARD SO FAR,
AT LEAST THE CREW WILL HAVE
PLENTY OF BAIL MONEY.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE WIZARD...
Man: YEAH, I GOT YOU.
[ CLANKING ]
Monte: WE WANT TO JUST SEE
SOME LIFE HERE.
THESE THINGS
COULD ALL GO EITHER WAY.
Freddie:
WELL, COME ON, BABY!
♪♪
Man: SON OF A BITCH!
OH, THAT'S NOT [BLEEP] REALLY
WHAT WE'RE HOPING FOR.
♪♪
Man: HELL, NO!
♪♪
Narrator: CAPTAINS MONTE COLBURN
AND HARRY LEWIS
LOOK FOR A QUICK END
TO THE SEASON...
♪♪
Man: [ GROANS]
♪♪
I JUST WANT TO GET THIS TRIP
OVER WITH.
THAT WAS --
[ SHUDDERS ]
...BUT THE CRAB ARE NOT.
♪♪
WE'LL PROBABLY BE DONE
WITH THIS
RIGHT ABOUT THE TIME
THE STORM'S DONE.
Monte: ONE OF THE REASONS
I TRY NOT TO PUSH THIS GEAR
WITH THESE GUYS TOO HARD
BECAUSE THEY'RE GETTING
KIND OF BEAT UP.
YOU GOT A BIT OF A DRIVE.
I'LL TAKE 'ER FOR YOU,
IF YOU WANT.
I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S REALLY
THE RIGHT THING TO DO.
YOU KNOW,
IT'S TOUGH TO HAUL
STRAIGHT INTO THE WEATHER,
'CAUSE IT SEEMS LIKE
YOU ALWAYS GOT IT
ON ONE SIDE OR THE OTHER.
NO PROBLEM.
♪♪
[ COUGHS ]
YOU KNOW, HARRY HASN'T HAULED
ANY GEAR ON HERE
IN ANY KIND OF WEATHER.
AND I'M NOT REALLY
IN THE MIND-SET
TO TAKE ANY CHANCES
OVER AND ABOVE THE CHANCES
THAT ARE TAKEN
WHEN I'M DRIVING THE BOAT
IN HEAVY WEATHER.
♪♪
WELL,
IF HE AIN'T GONNA LET ME DRIVE,
THEN I GUESS
I'LL GO ON DECK AND PLAY.
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
♪♪
Narrator: TIRED OF STANDING
AROUND IN THE WHEELHOUSE...
[ ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ]
Harry: SEE YOU LATER!
♪♪
[ MAN SHOUTS
INDISTINCTLY ]
WHOO-HOO!
Harry: HEY!
Narrator: ...HARRY WILL ADD
ANOTHER SET OF HANDS
TO SPEED UP THE WORK ON DECK.
HARRY'S GEARED UP.
HE'S OUTSIDE.
HE SNUCK OUTSIDE ON ME.
-WHAT'S GOING ON?
-I'M LOST.
FIND A SEAT
AT THE TABLE.
♪♪
Monte: HARRY!
-WHOO!
-[ LAUGHS ]
THAT'S PROBABLY
WHAT WE [BLEEP] NEED.
SPIRIT.
-YEAH!
-WHOO-HOO!
-YEAH!
-YEAH!
-YEAH, BABY!
-WHOO!
Man: WHOO!
NOW WE'RE TALKING.
-YEAH, BABY!
-KEEP 'EM COMING!
♪♪
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
175.
♪♪
Tony: YEAH, IT'S FUN
TO HAVE HARRY OUT HERE.
BET IT'S BEEN A WHILE
SINCE HARRY'S BEEN ON THE DECK
OF A CRAB BOAT.
ESPECIALLY ON A DAY
LIKE THIS.
MOVE IT, BABY.
MOVE IT.
THE OLD MAN'S
GOT SOME MOVES.
HE'S NOT MISSING A BEAT.
SHOW ME THE MEAT, BABY!
Man: CAN'T GET ANY BETTER
THAN THIS.
EVEN THE CRAB NUMBERS
HAVE EVEN COME UP
SINCE HARRY'S
GOT OUT HERE.
♪♪
Narrator: WHETHER A COINCIDENCE
OR HARRY'S MOJO...
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
Narrator: ...NUMBERS LIKE THESE
WILL SOON SEND THEM HOME.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
-LOOK AT THESE MONSTERS.
-CHA-CHING! CHA-CHING!
-YEAH.
-YEAH, BABY.
Roger:
THAT'S A GOOD NUMBER.
LAST COUNT JUST HAPPENED TO BE
THE AREA CODE TO HOME.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
Monte:
SEEMS LIKE WE'RE WELL ON OUR WAY
TO FINISHING UP HERE.
♪♪
Narrator: 40 MILES SOUTH...
Nick: YEAH,
SWING FORWARD A LITTLE BIT.
HOLD IT. HOLD IT.
YEAH.
...ON THE SUMMER BAY.
I'M JUST GONNA
STICK THE NOSE IN IT AND JOG
UNTIL YOU GUYS GET IT DONE.
♪♪
ALL RIGHT, GUYS.
THAT IS GOOD.
YEAH.
-YEAH!
-[ SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
Narrator: WITH THE LAST POT
GOING ON THE STACK,
WILD BILL NETS 125,000 POUNDS
OF OPILIO FOR THE SEASON
WORTH CLOSE TO 400 GRAND
AND SENDS EACH DECKHAND HOME
WITH $20,000.
YEAH.
Bill: YOU GUYS
DID AN AMAZING JOB.
YEAH!
PLEASURE SAILING WITH YOU.
-YEAH, RIGHT THERE!
-WE DID IT! WE DID IT!
MAN, WHAT A WILD SEASON
THIS WAS.
I ALMOST DIED TWICE.
THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.
WE'RE READY TO GO HOME.
I'M TIRED.
BODY'S SORE.
Narrator: BUT THE BERING SEA
WILL ALWAYS EXACT ITS PRICE.
[ GROANS ]
FEELS LIKE
JUST AGONIZING ACHE
IN MY HIP AND MY --
UGH.
[ CHUCKLES ]
I HATE --
I'M NOT A DOCTOR PERSON.
I NEVER GO TO THE DOCTOR.
I NEVER GO TO THE HOSPITAL.
IF I DO, IT'S IN A STRETCHER
OR AN AMBULANCE.
I THINK I'M GONNA HAVE TO GO IN
AND TALK TO SOMEBODY.
I NEED SOME HELP ON THIS ONE.
♪♪
Bill: THE SEA CONDITIONS
ARE PRETTY SQUIRRELLY.
I MEAN, IT'S ALL WHITE CAP,
AND I'VE HAD ENOUGH STRESS
THIS SEASON, TO BE HONEST.
[ HULL CREAKING ]
I WANTED TO NAME SPENCER
"LUCKY."
HE'S LUCKY FOR ALL OF US,
ACTUALLY.
♪♪
-WHOA!
-WHOA!
GET HIM
OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
Man: WE GOT YOU, SPENCER!
WE GOT HIM.
♪♪
Bill: SPENCER, BE CAREFUL.
SPENCER DOES
A HELL OF A JOB ON THE STACK.
HE'S A BADASS.
♪♪
NERVE-RACKING.
♪♪
[ SCREAMS ]
Man: WHOA, WHOA!
WHERE'D SPENCER GO?!
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: 340 MILES
NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON THE 155-FOOT WIZARD.
♪♪
Harry: THE WEREWOLVES
AND THE VAMPIRES
AND ALL THEM BOYS
ARE OUT PARTYING TONIGHT.
♪♪
Monte: THIS SYSTEM'S GONNA
PROBABLY JUST PARK ON US HERE
FOR A SPELL,
PROBABLY THE DURATION
OF OUR SEASON.
A 1,600-SQUARE-MILE
ARCTIC HURRICANE
OVERTAKES THE GROUNDS.
OKAY, WELL,
I THINK WE FOUND A HOME
FOR THESE THINGS HERE.
AT LEAST 20 OF 'EM.
♪♪
CAPTAIN MONTE COLBURN
AND RELIEF SKIPPER HARRY LEWIS
RUSH TO GET THEIR POTS
OFF DECK
BEFORE THE STORM
INTENSIFIES.
♪♪
THIS STRING'S GOTTA GO
EAST AND WEST.
I HATE TO CROSS [BLEEP]
THIS MIGHT BE
A HAIRY SET HERE.
MONTE STILL HAS 50 POTS
TO GET OFF THE DECK.
BUT THE DIRECTION
HE WANTS TO SET
PUTS THE CREW
IN HARM'S WAY.
IT'S GONNA START BLOWING,
BUT YOU KNOW,
WE'LL JUST HAVE
TO TRY TO DEAL WITH IT.
♪♪
ALL RIGHT, GO AHEAD.
-GOING OVER, BABY! GOING OVER!
-YEAH, BOY!
♪♪
[ MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
Monte: TIDE IS SCREAMING
RIGHT NOW.
-GOOD JOB, BUD.
-GOING OVER!
♪♪
Monte:
WE'RE SETTING DOWNWIND,
AND, YOU KNOW, THESE WAVES,
THEY WANT TO COME
ROLLING DOWN THE RAIL.
Man: WHOO!
YOU CAN TAKE A LOT OF WATER
COMING THROUGH HERE.
♪♪
IT'S DEFINITELY
A PRETTY GNARLY DAY OUT HERE.
IT'S NOT GONNA GET
ANY NICER, EITHER,
FROM WHAT I HEAR.
-GOING OVER!
-YEAH, BABY!
♪♪
I WANT TO SET IT
AS FAST AS I CAN
BECAUSE THE FASTER
YOU GO DOWNWIND,
YOU KIND OF TEND TO OUTRUN
THE FREAKIN' SLURPERS
THAT TRY TO COME THROUGH.
♪♪
Narrator:
IN ORDER TO OUTRUN THE SWELLS,
THE SKIPPER'S SPEED
NEEDS TO EXCEED 8 KNOTS.
-WHOA! GOING OVER!
-GOING OVER!
Narrator: OTHERWISE, HE RISKS
TAKING BIG WATER ONTO THE DECK.
-GOING OVER!
-YEAH!
WE'VE BEEN LUCKY ENOUGH
TO NOT HAVE A BUNCH OF [BLEEP]
COMING OVER THE RAIL YET.
WE CAN HOPEFULLY
KEEP THAT GOING.
Man: HEADS UP THERE.
HEADS UP.
♪♪
[ ALARM SOUNDS ]
Man:
HOLD ON! WE'RE GONNA ROLL.
HOLD ON.
[ WAVES CRASHING ]
♪♪
Man: YEAH!
OH, MOTHER.
IT'S JUST LIKE
12 POTS HERE.
♪♪
Narrator:
ASKING HIS CREW TO DIG DEEP...
ANOTHER ONE GOING OVER!
...MONTE MAKES THE TOUGH CALL
TO PUSH THROUGH.
Harry:
THE CRAB DOWN THERE
ARE GONNA FEEL LIKE
CHICKEN LITTLE
BECAUSE THE SKY'S
GONNA BE FALLING
WITH CRAB POTS COMING
ALL OVER THEIR ASS.
♪♪
THE ONE IN THE RACK
AND TWO MORE.
[ BEEP ]
Man #1: GOING OVER!
Man #2: YEAH, BABY!
♪♪
Monte: SO THAT'LL BE
THE LAST ONE WE SET,
BUT FEEL FREE
TO PUT ONE IN THE RACK.
-OH, YEAH!
-WHOO!
WELL, THAT'S GOOD.
YOU KNOW, WE GOT 'EM
IN THE WATER QUICK.
Narrator:
WITH HIS POTS IN THE WATER...
YEAH, BABY!
WE'RE GONNA PULL THE BOAT BACK
AND JOG HERE...
♪♪
...JUST TO TRY TO SOAK THE GEAR
A LITTLE BIT.
Narrator: ...MONTE AND CREW
BATTEN DOWN THE HATCHES
AND HOPE FOR THE BEST.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A GO-O-O-OD PICK.
[ LAUGHS ]
IT'S GONNA BE
CINDERELLA!
♪♪
25 MILES SOUTHWEST...
♪♪
...ON THE 110-FOOT BRENNA A.
♪♪
Sean:
IT'S BEEN PRETTY SKINNY.
THEY'VE BEEN SOAKING
FOR ABOUT 60 HOURS.
SO OUR NORMAL SOAK TIME IS 48.
Narrator: CAPTAIN SEAN DWYER
IS ON THE PROWL
IN DESPERATE NEED
OF A NEW HOT SPOT.
♪♪
WE'VE HAD BIG TIDES.
WE GOT WEATHER.
BUT WE JUST GOTTA
HAMMER THROUGH IT.
Narrator:
TO RETRIEVE HIS POTS,
THE YOUNG SKIPPER MUST PUNCH
THROUGH THE HEART OF THE STORM.
IF WE SPEND THIS WHOLE SEASON
WAITING FOR WEATHER,
WE WOULD NEVER
GET ANYTHING DONE.
♪♪
DOING THE OLD HAUL AND HIDE.
GRAB A POT,
PUT IT IN THE BLOCK,
GET YOUR NUMBER,
AND THEN GO
HIDE IN THE FOREPEAK
WHILE I RUN
TO THE NEXT POT.
Narrator:
HAUL AND HIDE MAY SLOW FISHING,
BUT IT ACCOMPLISHES
THE CAPTAIN'S NUMBER-ONE GOAL.
-YEAH!
-OH, YEAH!
Narrator:
KEEPING HIS CREW SAFE.
Sean: WE'RE GONNA BE HAULING
IN THIS CRAPPY WEATHER,
SO MAKE SURE
YOU GET OUT OF THE WAY
IN BETWEEN POTS.
Willi:
AND IN BETWEEN EACH POT,
WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO RUN UP
INTO THE FOREPEAK
OR STAY OFF THE DECK.
OTHERWISE,
WE'LL GET WIPED OUT BY WAVES.
♪♪
-WHOA! HO!
-WHOO!
-AH, WILLI!
-OKAY! [ LAUGHS ]
Sean: FIRST POT COMING UP.
YOU GET MAYBE HIGH 100,
LOW 200.
WE'RE GETTING RICH
TODAY!
♪♪
DON'T WANT TO WASTE ANY TIME
OUT HERE,
AND, YOU KNOW,
TRY TO WORK SMART.
IT'S JUST GONNA
TAKE A LITTLE WHILE,
BUT WE'LL GET IT DONE.
♪♪
Man: GO!
♪♪
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
THERE WE GO.
THERE'S SOMETHING.
SOME COWBOYS.
LOOKS GOOD.
♪♪
LOOKING FROM HERE,
IT LOOKS LIKE 250, 300.
♪♪
Man: 225 ON THAT ONE.
225.
CLEAR THE DECK.
♪♪
Narrator: SAFELY SHELTERED
IN THE FOREPEAK,
THE CAPTAIN WAITS
FOR THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT
BEFORE SENDING HIS GUYS
BACK ON DECK.
♪♪
[ MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
Sean: THEY'RE GETTING BIG.
OKAY.
HOLD ON TIGHT, BOYS.
♪♪
Man: I WISH THIS WEATHER
WOULD LAY OFF A LITTLE BIT.
IT'S REALLY NASTY OUT HERE.
IT'S GETTING PRETTY CLOSE
TO SHUTDOWN WEATHER.
WHEN I FEEL LIKE
IT'S QUESTIONABLE,
THEN I'LL CALL IT.
OTHERWISE,
WE KEEP ON GEAR.
♪♪
Man: THAT'S WHAT
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT!
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
Man: 2-1-0!
Sean: COMING UP.
OKAY, 10-4!
♪♪
-WHOO!
-WHOO-HOO!
♪♪
EVERY POT IN HERE
HAS BEEN OVER 200.
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
-HEY! HEY!
Willi: WITH HOW BAD THE WEATHER
IS RIGHT NOW,
SEAN MIGHT SHUT DOWN
FOR SAFETY REASONS.
I WANT TO GET
THIS LAST TRIP OVER WITH,
BUT AT SOME POINT,
YOU KNOW,
HOW MUCH IS MY LIFE WORTH?
Sean: I DON'T THINK
IT'S SHUTDOWN TIME YET.
YOUR CIGARETTE
MIGHT GET WET.
SORRY, WILLI.
♪♪
ROGER.
♪♪
♪♪
Man: WHOA. WHOA.
♪♪
IT IS NASTY
AND WINDY OUTSIDE.
OH, YEAH.
AND WE JUST TOOK A HUGE ROLL.
PROBABLY 35 DEGREES.
I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE
THE BOAT CAN ROLL PAST THAT.
Willi:
GET YOUR SURFBOARD OUT.
♪♪
Man: HERE WE GO!
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
♪♪
WHOO!
♪♪
[ WAVE CRASHING ]
-LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
-LOOK OUT!
OH [BLEEP]
[ GLASS SHATTERS ]
[ HULL CREAKING ]
♪♪
♪♪
Man: WHOO!
Narrator:
ON THE BRENNA A...
YEAH.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
♪♪
[ WAVE CRASHING ]
-LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
-LOOK OUT!
OH [BLEEP]
[ GLASS SHATTERS ]
♪♪
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
♪♪
[ HULL CREAKING ]
♪♪
Man: IS EVERYBODY HERE?!
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT?!
[BLEEP] DAMN.
[BLEEP]
♪♪
THAT WAS A DAMN WAVE.
I SPILLED MY [BLEEP] COFFEE
ON THAT ONE.
-OH, MAN.
-OH, MAN.
-GOOD ONE.
-HOLY --
Man #1: WOW.
♪♪
Man #2: YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
JUST TOOK A GREEN WAVE
OVER THE PORT RAIL,
WHICH THAT RAIL'S
ABOUT 11 FEET TALL.
PRETTY NASTY OUT.
Hank:
YEAH, PRETTY BAD DEAL.
WE HAD EVERYBODY
OVER AT THE RAIL.
THAT'S THE TYPE OF [BLEEP]
THAT WASHES A CREW OVERBOARD.
Narrator:
DESPITE PLAYING IT SAFE
WITH HAUL-AND-HIDE
TACTICS...
Man: LOOK OUT!
Narrator: ...A 30-FOOT WAVE
BREACHES THE STORM WALL,
SURPRISING THE CREW
FROM BEHIND.
Hank: WE'D HAVE BEEN DOING
A LITTLE SWIMMING, MAYBE.
SWIMMING, FOR SURE.
YOU GO OVER
IN WEATHER LIKE THIS,
YOU'RE PROBABLY
NOT COMING BACK.
YEAH.
[BLEEP] WAVE
CAME OUT OF NOWHERE.
♪♪
THAT'S PRETTY GNARLY.
♪♪
WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO SHUT DOWN.
THERE'S JUST NO WAY.
WHY DON'T YOU GUYS
TIE UP THOSE BUOYS
AND PUT SOME POT TIES
ON THAT ONE IN THE RACK.
AND SWING THE BLOCK IN.
♪♪
YEAH, WE'RE CALLING IT
FOR THE DAY.
IT'S JUST TOO ROUGH
OUT HERE.
IT'S NOT SAFE.
♪♪
A WIND IS A-BLOWING.
THERE'S NO HAULING GEAR
IN THIS.
WE JUST GOTTA WAIT IT OUT.
♪♪
Narrator: 35 MILES SOUTHEAST,
SKIRTING
THE EDGE OF THE STORM...
ON THE 113-FOOT
SUMMER BAY...
♪♪
Bill: IF WE GET A COUPLE
THOUSAND POUNDS APIECE
OUT OF THESE SHORT STRINGS,
WE'LL BE --
WE'LL BE PUTTING THEM
ALL ON HERE BEFORE TOO LONG.
SO, SEE WHAT THIS ONE
GIVES UP.
Narrator:
CAPTAIN "WILD" BILL WICHROWSKI
GUNS FOR HIS FINAL
20,000 POUNDS OF OPILIO,
BANKING ON
HIS THREE-DAY TOWN SOAK
TO PUT HIM IN THE BLACK.
Bill: THE SEA CONDITIONS
ARE PRETTY SQUIRRELLY.
I MEAN, IT'S ALL WHITE CAP.
AND I'M UNDER A TIME CRUNCH.
I JUST WANT TO GET IT DONE,
AND WE'RE LOOKING AT
300 MILES OF [BLEEP] WEATHER
THE LONGER WE WAIT.
Narrator: BUT THE BERING SEA
AIN'T MAKING IT EASY.
♪♪
Bill: WE'RE COMING UP.
-WATCH OUT FOR THAT BIG WAVE.
-HERE WE GO!
-WHOO!
-HERE WE GO!
♪♪
Bill: YEAH,
IF THIS THING DOESN'T PRODUCE,
I'M BACK TO BAITING POTS,
AND I'M FISHING TO GET
THIS LITTLE BIT OF QUOTA
WE NEED.
♪♪
♪♪
Man: OH, YEAH.
THERE'S LIFE.
I MEAN, WE CAN --
WE CAN MUDDLE THROUGH
ON THE WAY OUT.
♪♪
SEE WHAT THE REST OF THIS STRING
LOOKS LIKE.
Man: RIDERS!
-RIDERS!
-GOING IN THE BOAT!
Man: PRETTY NICE.
I'M THANKFUL
THERE'S SOMETHING IN IT.
♪♪
Man #1: YEAH!
Man #2: YEAH!
THAT'S ENOUGH
TO GET US OUT OF HERE,
BUT IT'S GOTTA
STAY CONSISTENT.
♪♪
JUST PLUG AWAY AT THIS
UNTIL IT'S DONE.
Man: 9-0.
85. THAT'S 8-5.
65. THAT'S 6-5.
1-0-7.
♪♪
Nick:
YOU WANT TO SEE SOME CRAB.
♪♪
WE GOT WHAT WE NEED
FOR THE SEASON TO FILL OUR --
FILL OUR QUOTA.
WE'RE THERE.
WE GOT IT.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
-DOORS OPEN!
Narrator: "WILD" BILL CATCHES
HIS LAST CRAB OF THE SEASON.
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
Bill:
SO NOW WHAT WE'RE DOING IS
WE'RE PUTTING ON A FULL STACK.
AND WE DO HAVE
SOME WEATHER COMING UP.
Narrator: ALL THAT'S LEFT,
PICK UP THE REMAINING 40 POTS
AND HEAD TO DOCK.
LAST CRAB ARE GOING IN THE TANK,
THIS POT.
WHOO!
YEAH.DRINK IN YOUR HAND.
TOES IN THE SAND,
DRINK IN MY HAND.
NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD.
♪♪
[ THUD ]
OW!
[BLEEP]
♪♪
OHH.
♪♪
Narrator: A 20-FOOT ROGUE WAVE
BROADSIDES THE SUMMER BAY.
Bill: [ GROANS ]
WELL.
[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
JUST KIND OF
SITTING IN THE CHAIR,
NOT PAYING ATTENTION,
LOOKING FOR BUOYS
AND KIND OF GOT
TOSSED OUT OF THE CHAIR.
MY HIP IS JUST --
I CAN'T EVEN
DESCRIBE IT RIGHT NOW.
FEELS LIKE --
JUST AGONIZING.
[ GROANS ]
Narrator: THE VETERAN SKIPPER
IS PAYING A PAINFUL PRICE
FOR HIS 40 YEARS
ON THE BERING SEA.
I DON'T REALLY KNOW
WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY HIP.
I JUST KNOW IT [BLEEP] HURTS.
DEFINITELY WON'T LET
THE GUARD DOWN ON THIS ONE
ON THE WAY BACK.
♪♪
[ WIND WHISTLING ]
Narrator: 80 MILES EAST...
...JUST OUTSIDE ST. PAUL...
[ WAVES CRASHING ]
...ON THE 107-FOOT SAGA.
♪♪
GEAR ALL READY.
I'M PRETTY MUCH THERE.
♪♪
YOU KNOW,
THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
OF THIS LITTLE STORM HERE.
Narrator:
AFTER BOAT OWNER LENNY HERZOG
ORDERED HIM
TO WAIT OUT THE STORM,
CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON ANCHORS UP
ON THE LEEWARD SIDE
OF ST. PAUL ISLAND.
SADLY, THE STORM
HAS TAKEN A TOLL,
AND WE MIGHT BE ANCHORED UP
FOR TWO OR THREE DAYS.
♪♪
OKAY, LET HER SNAG UP.
♪♪
I'M PAYING ATTENTION
TO MY DRIFT,
AND I DON'T WANT TO PULL
ON THE ANCHOR TOO HARD.
MIGHT SNAP THE CABLE.
Narrator: WITH 20-KNOT WINDS
AND STRONG TIDES...
EVEN BEING ON ANCHOR NOW
DOESN'T MEAN
IT'S TIME TO WATCH A MOVIE,
EVERYBODY GOES TO SLEEP.
YOU GOTTA HAVE SOMEBODY UP HERE
THAT KNOWS WHEN YOU'RE
DRAGGING ON ANCHOR.
Narrator: ...JAKE KEEPS
A CREWMAN ON LOOKOUT
TO MAKE SURE THE ANCHOR HOLDS
AND THE BOAT DOESN'T DRIFT
INTO THE ROCKS.
♪♪
EIGHT HOURS INTO THE WATCH...
[ CLANKING ]
...DECKHAND JACOB HUTCHINS
MANS THE HELM.
♪♪
[ CLANKING ]
♪♪
[ LOUD BANG ]
♪♪
Jacob: HEY, JAKE!
HEY!
Jake: WHOA.
♪♪
[ CLANKING ]
Narrator:
JUST OFF ST. PAUL ISLAND
ON THE SAGA.
♪♪
[ CLANKING ]
♪♪
[ LOUD BANG ]
[ BEEPING ]
♪♪
Jacob: JAKE!
GET JAKE!
-HEY, JAKE!
JAKE!
IT STOPS.
Narrator:
DECKHAND JACOB HUTCHINS
NOTICES THE SAGA IS DRIFTING.
Jake: [BLEEP]
IT IS [BLEEP]
♪♪
GO GET
SOME OF THE OTHERS.
Jake: HOP UP!Man: WHAT'S GOING ON?
WE LOST THE ANCHOR.
♪♪
Jake: GO UP THERE AND LOOK
AND SEE IF THERE'S A WRAP,
BUT IT'S [BLEEP] GONE.
GONE, RIGHT?
♪♪
JACOB, WHAT THE [BLEEP]
DID YOU NOT WATCH
THE [BLEEP] ANCHOR CABLE?
IT'S THE FIRST THING
I LOOKED AT
WHEN I CAME UP HERE.
IT [BLEEP] SPOOLED OUT.
[BLEEP] MAN. EVERYTHING.
I GOTTA SIT
AND DRAW A [BLEEP] LIST
WITH CRAYONS, I GUESS.
[BLEEP]
♪♪
I'M NOT PISSED THAT I LOST
THE [BLEEP] ANCHOR.
I'LL GET IT BACK.
WHAT I'M PISSED ABOUT
IS THIS IS [BLEEP] DANGEROUS
AS [BLEEP]
TRYING TO MUCK
THIS [BLEEP] THING UP.
Narrator: LIKE CRAB GEAR,
THE LOCATION OF THE ANCHOR
IS MARKED WITH
A TRAILER LINE AND BUOY.
BUT RECOVERING IT,
OR MUCKING IT UP,
IS EQUIVALENT TO PULLING UP
A TWO-TON POT.
IT'S OKAY.
YOU'RE NOT --
YOU'RE NOT IN TROUBLE,
BUT THE REASON
WHY I'M SO PISSED OFF,
'CAUSE YOU'RE GONNA SEE --
'CAUSE I DON'T THINK
YOU'VE EVER MUCKED UP
AN ANCHOR BEFORE.
IT'S NOT [BLEEP] FUN,
AND IT'S NOT FUN FOR ME,
AND IT'S [BLEEP] DANGEROUS
AS [BLEEP]
SO THAT'S WHY I'M PISSED.
I HATE DOING IT.
SO MANY TIMES,
I'VE ALMOST BEEN KILLED BY IT
ON THE NORTHWESTERN.
COUNTLESS TIMES.
Edgar: YOU DON'T HAVE TIME
TO TURN THE --
WHOO.
WATCH IT!
Edgar: GET ON THE BLOCK!
GET ON THE BLOCK! GO DOWN!
DOWN!
AND I HAVE TO MAKE ORDERS
FOR YOU TO GO OUT THERE
AND PUT YOUR LIFE
ON THE LINE
TO GET A [BLEEP] ANCHOR.
YEAH, I'VE NEVER DONE THAT
BEFORE.
IT'S NUTS.
I DON'T LIKE
DOING IT OUT THERE,
AND I SURE AS [BLEEP]
DON'T LIKE SENDING PEOPLE
OUT THERE TO DO IT
THAT HAVE NEVER DONE IT.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: 85 MILES WEST...
♪♪
Bill: [ GROANS ]
OH [BLEEP]
...ON THE SUMMER BAY.
Bill: [ GROANS ]
OH, [BLEEP]
[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
I TELL YOU, THIS --
THIS STORM BEAT THE [BLEEP]
OUTTA ME.
WE TOOK A ROLL,
AND IT SHOT ME OFF THE CHAIR,
AND I LANDED ON MY LEFT LEG.
I'VE GOT THIS AGONIZING PAIN
PRETTY MUCH CONTINUALLY
IN MY HIP.
Narrator: AFTER YEARS OF
BEATINGS ON THE BERING SEA...
OH, LIKE RIGHT THERE.
THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING.
[ LAUGHS ]
OH [BLEEP]
Narrator:
...THIS LATEST INJURY
RAISES WILD BILL'S PAIN
TO AN INTOLERABLE LEVEL.
THIS THING
IS KICKING MY ASS.
I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN --
YOU KNOW, IT'S --
IT'S TO THE POINT
IT HURTS TO DRIVE.
Man: YEAH, MAN.
Bill: I'VE HAD ENOUGH STRESS
THIS SEASON, TO BE HONEST.
IT HAS BEEN RIDICULOUS.
I WANT TO NICKNAME SPENCER
"LUCKY."
HE'S LUCKY FOR ALL OF US,
ACTUALLY.
♪♪
Narrator: DECKHAND SPENCER MOORE
WENT OVER THE RAIL...
-WHOA!
-WHOA!
GET HIM
OUT OF THE WATER NOW!
Man:
HEY, WE GOT YOU, BUDDY.
...AND MIRACULOUSLY
LIVED TO TELL THE TALE.
IS HE BREATHING?
-YOU ALL RIGHT?
-YEAH.
Nick: HE'S GOOD!
♪♪
CHAIN THIS [BLEEP]
AND RUN TO TOWN.
I DON'T MEAN WALK TO TOWN.
I MEAN RUN.
Narrator:
BILL HAS ONE LAST GOAL.
GET EVERYONE BACK TO DOCK
IN ONE PIECE.
THE FAT LADY IS SINGING.
Narrator: BUT, BEFORE
THEY CAN HEAD FOR HOME,
THE CREW MUST BUILD
A THREE-STORY STACK
WITH ALL 120 POTS.
♪♪
RIGHT NOW,
BILL IS DRIVING REALLY HARD.
WE REALLY
WANT TO GET THIS GEAR ON.
GOTTA LOOK OUT
FOR THE WHEELHOUSE.
GOTTA MAKE SURE
I DON'T TAKE SPENCER OUT.
SPENCER DOES
A HELL OF A JOB ON THE STACK.
HE'S A BADASS,
THAT'S FOR SURE.
♪♪
♪♪
SPIN IT!
SPIN IT!
♪♪
NERVE-RACKING.
♪♪
OHH, MAN.
♪♪
Man: LOOK OUT!
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
BACK OFF! I DON'T WANT
TO HIT YOU IN THE FACE!
Nick: HEY,
EVERYBODY JUST HOLD ON.
I GOT TOO MUCH [BLEEP]
GOING ON HERE.
Man: ROGER.
♪♪
♪♪
[ THUD ]
[ SCREAMS ]
Man: WHOA, WHOA!
WHERE'D SPENCER GO?!
-WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
GET HIM!
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE SUMMER BAY...
♪♪
[ SCREAMS ]
Man: WHOA, WHOA!
WHERE'D SPENCER GO?!
-LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
-GET HIM!
Man: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA,
WHOA, WHOA! NO, NO!
♪♪
♪♪
[BLEEP]
I THOUGHT SPENCER
WENT OVER AGAIN.
MY HEART JUST [BLEEP] SANK.
[BLEEP] SCARY.
Narrator:
WHEN A 15-FOOT SWELL
ROLLS THE BOAT
HARD TO PORT,
STACK MAN SPENCER MOORE
NEARLY TAKES ANOTHER PLUNGE
INTO THE BERING SEA.
Man:
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
Bill: THEY'RE EMPTY.
THE GUYS
ARE GETTING IT GOING ON,
AND I KIND OF LOOKED OFF
TO MY LEFT HERE
BECAUSE I SAW A POT
IN A PLACE IT NORMALLY ISN'T.
IT WAS KIND OF
STICKING UP ON THE AIR
KIND OF
ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE STACK,
AND SPENCER
WAS HANGING ON TO IT.
♪♪
Spencer: I WAS GETTING
THE FIRST TIE ON THE POT.
WE TOOK A BIG ROLL,
AND THE POT JUST WENT
RIGHT OFF THE SIDE OF THE BOAT.
♪♪
WALKED AWAY UNSCATHED.
DOWN TO SEVEN LIVES.
♪♪
YEAH, BE CAREFUL.
MAKE SURE EVERYBODY'S LOOKING
TO THINK TWICE HERE
AND LET'S GET THESE ON
AND NOT BANG ANYBODY UP.
26 TO GO.
I DON'T WANT TO LOSE ANYBODY
OVER THE SIDE.
♪♪
Narrator:
JUST OUTSIDE ST. PAUL...
♪♪
...ON THE SAGA.
Jake: SO I'M ON THE PICK.
YOU'RE ON THE CRANE.
YOU GUYS ARE CHOKING IT.
FOUR HOURS
AFTER HIS ANCHOR LINE
SNAPPED IN THE STORM...
SOMEBODY BE
ON THE CRANE HOOK.
SOMEBODY BE
ON THE PICKING HOOK.
...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
MAKES SURE HIS CREW
KNOWS THEIR ROLES
BEFORE STARTING
THE RECOVERY OPERATION.
YEAH, WE JUST WANT THIS
TO GO SMOOTH
LIKE WE'RE HAULING A POT.
Man: YES.
Narrator:
FIRST, THE CREW REELS
THE TRAILER LINE AND BUOY
ON BOARD,
AS IF IT WERE A CRAB POT.
THEN THE PICKING HOOK AND CRANE
SIMULTANEOUSLY HOIST
THE ANCHOR
AND THE 3,000-POUND CHAIN
ONTO THE DECK.
Jake: JUST REMEMBER, IT'S WINDY.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
THE CURRENT'S DOING YET.
IF YOU GOTTA RUN, RUN.
JUST LET IT TAKE
EVERYTHING WITH IT.
Man: ROGER!
♪♪
THE JOB ITSELF
OF MUCKING UP AN ANCHOR
IS VERY SIMPLE,
BUT IT'S REALLY DANGEROUS
AND CAN BE VERY HARD
AT THE SAME TIME.
John: ARE YOU THERE?!
IT'S COMING UP!
♪♪
♪♪
WATCH YOU'RE NOT
LOSING IT.
John: DOWN --
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GO EASY.
DON'T LET IT
ALL THE WAY UP.
WE'RE ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH
THE SCARY PART.
Narrator: WITH THE ANCHOR
SAFELY ABOARD...
PROBABLY 10 TIMES THE TENSION
ON THIS LINE RIGHT HERE.
...THE YOUNG CAPTAIN'S
NEXT WORRY,
BRINGING UP
THE 3,000-POUND CHAIN.
John: YOU'RE CLEAR. OKAY.
♪♪
THERE WE GO.
OKAY, NEXT ONE!
Jake: OKAY, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO BE REAL CAREFUL.
♪♪
OKAY, THE LAST OF IT.
♪♪
I DON'T LIKE IT
OVER HIS HEAD THAT HIGH, JOHN.
JOHN, I REALLY DON'T LIKE IT
OVER HIS HEAD THAT HIGH.
John: OKAY, OKAY. JUST DON'T.
I WILL.
COMING DOWN.
HANG ON A SEC, JAKE.
[ CLANG! ]Man: WHOO!
WATCH IT, SEAN.
WATCH IT.
♪♪
YEAH! YEAH!
♪♪
OH, FANTASTIC JOB,
YOU GUYS!
THAT'S THE WAY
IT'S SUPPOSED TO GO.
Narrator:
SUCCESSFULLY RETRIEVING
THE ANCHOR WITHOUT INJURY...
GOOD. GOING GOOD, GUYS.
I GOT THE ANCHOR BACK
VERY SAFELY,
VERY QUICKLY,
VERY EFFICIENTLY,
AND I'M VERY PROUD
OF THE CREW.
Narrator: ...THE SAGA
IS BACK IN BUSINESS.
Jake: NICE JOB, FELLAS!
CONGRATULATIONS.
EVERYBODY WAS
VERY CLOSE TO DYING,
BUT WE PULLED THROUGH.
WE MADE IT LOOK EASY.
Man: WHOO-HOO!
AND WE'RE HEADED BACK OUT
INTO THE STORMS AGAIN.
57,000 POUNDS LEFT.
I'LL PROBABLY GET BEAT UP,
BUT I JUST WANT
TO GET THIS CRAB ON
AND GET THE HELL
OUTTA HERE.
♪♪
Narrator:
90 MILES NORTHWEST...
ABOARD THE WIZARD...
THE WEATHER'S
PRETTY GNARLY RIGHT NOW.
Man: WHOO!
♪♪
Narrator:
...ON THE EDGE OF THE STORM.
Monte: THIS WEATHER'S MAKING IT
A BIT OF A CHALLENGE.
IT TAKES LITTLE BIT OF DOING
TO, YOU KNOW, FIGURE OUT
THE TIDE AND THE CURRENT
PUSHING THE BOAT AROUND.
Narrator: THERE MAY BE A BREAK
IN THE CLOUDS...
LET'S TRY AND GET THESE [BLEEP]
THINGS HAULED.
SHOO, MAMA.
SHOO, MAMA.
Narrator:
...BUT THE BERING SEA
ISN'T GIVING
CAPTAINS MONTE AND HARRY
ANY KIND OF BREAK
AS THEY GET READY TO HAUL
THEIR FIRST STRING OF THE DAY.
YEAH, WE'RE GONNA BE PULLING
STRAIGHT INTO IT HERE.
THIS WEATHER
IS NOT EXACTLY NORTHEAST.
IT'S QUITE A BIT OF EAST
ON IT HERE.
♪♪
WHOA! YEAH, BABY.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
♪♪
Monte: HERE WE GO.
-WHOO!
-LOOK OUT!
-OH, YEAH!
-OH, YEAH!
WE NEED 125 CRAB IN 225 POTS
TO GET WHAT WE NEED.
Narrator: IF THE SKIPPER
COVERS THAT NUMBER...
WE'RE GONNA FIND 'EM
IN THE SPOT.
YOU'RE GONNA FIND
THAT VEIN
AND BOMB THE HELL
OUT OF IT.
...THE END OF THEIR SEASON
IS IN STRIKING DISTANCE.
♪♪
Monte: WE WANT TO JUST SEE
SOME LIFE HERE.
BUT AGAIN, WE DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S IN THE GEAR.
THESE THINGS CAN ALL GO
EITHER WAY.
♪♪
Freddie:
COME ON, BABY!
Narrator:
THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Harry: ♪ I GO DOWN TO THE DOCKS
AND OUT TO SEA ♪
♪ THERE'S NEVER BEEN
ANOTHER LIFE FOR ME ♪
...CRABBER POETRY.
WE COIL, WE STACK.
WE BAIT, WE SET.
BETWEEN OUR STRINGS,
WE GAMBLE, WE BET.
AND WHEN THE TANKS ARE FULL,
THAT'S WHEN
WE HEAD TO TOWN.
THAT'S WHEN
THE DANGER STARTS,
'CAUSE OUR FEET
IS ON THE GROUND.
'CAUSE FOR MOST OF US,
WE'RE SAFER ON THE SEA.
AND I'M JUST A CRABBER,
I CRAB THE BERING SEA.
[ HARMONICA PLAYS ]
Narrator:
LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, HARRY.
WITH NEARLY
HALF A MILLION POUNDS
ON THE BOARD SO FAR,
AT LEAST THE CREW WILL HAVE
PLENTY OF BAIL MONEY.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator:
ON THE WIZARD...
Man: YEAH, I GOT YOU.
[ CLANKING ]
Monte: WE WANT TO JUST SEE
SOME LIFE HERE.
THESE THINGS
COULD ALL GO EITHER WAY.
Freddie:
WELL, COME ON, BABY!
♪♪
Man: SON OF A BITCH!
OH, THAT'S NOT [BLEEP] REALLY
WHAT WE'RE HOPING FOR.
♪♪
Man: HELL, NO!
♪♪
Narrator: CAPTAINS MONTE COLBURN
AND HARRY LEWIS
LOOK FOR A QUICK END
TO THE SEASON...
♪♪
Man: [ GROANS]
♪♪
I JUST WANT TO GET THIS TRIP
OVER WITH.
THAT WAS --
[ SHUDDERS ]
...BUT THE CRAB ARE NOT.
♪♪
WE'LL PROBABLY BE DONE
WITH THIS
RIGHT ABOUT THE TIME
THE STORM'S DONE.
Monte: ONE OF THE REASONS
I TRY NOT TO PUSH THIS GEAR
WITH THESE GUYS TOO HARD
BECAUSE THEY'RE GETTING
KIND OF BEAT UP.
YOU GOT A BIT OF A DRIVE.
I'LL TAKE 'ER FOR YOU,
IF YOU WANT.
I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S REALLY
THE RIGHT THING TO DO.
YOU KNOW,
IT'S TOUGH TO HAUL
STRAIGHT INTO THE WEATHER,
'CAUSE IT SEEMS LIKE
YOU ALWAYS GOT IT
ON ONE SIDE OR THE OTHER.
NO PROBLEM.
♪♪
[ COUGHS ]
YOU KNOW, HARRY HASN'T HAULED
ANY GEAR ON HERE
IN ANY KIND OF WEATHER.
AND I'M NOT REALLY
IN THE MIND-SET
TO TAKE ANY CHANCES
OVER AND ABOVE THE CHANCES
THAT ARE TAKEN
WHEN I'M DRIVING THE BOAT
IN HEAVY WEATHER.
♪♪
WELL,
IF HE AIN'T GONNA LET ME DRIVE,
THEN I GUESS
I'LL GO ON DECK AND PLAY.
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
♪♪
Narrator: TIRED OF STANDING
AROUND IN THE WHEELHOUSE...
[ ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ]
Harry: SEE YOU LATER!
♪♪
[ MAN SHOUTS
INDISTINCTLY ]
WHOO-HOO!
Harry: HEY!
Narrator: ...HARRY WILL ADD
ANOTHER SET OF HANDS
TO SPEED UP THE WORK ON DECK.
HARRY'S GEARED UP.
HE'S OUTSIDE.
HE SNUCK OUTSIDE ON ME.
-WHAT'S GOING ON?
-I'M LOST.
FIND A SEAT
AT THE TABLE.
♪♪
Monte: HARRY!
-WHOO!
-[ LAUGHS ]
THAT'S PROBABLY
WHAT WE [BLEEP] NEED.
SPIRIT.
-YEAH!
-WHOO-HOO!
-YEAH!
-YEAH!
-YEAH, BABY!
-WHOO!
Man: WHOO!
NOW WE'RE TALKING.
-YEAH, BABY!
-KEEP 'EM COMING!
♪♪
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
175.
♪♪
Tony: YEAH, IT'S FUN
TO HAVE HARRY OUT HERE.
BET IT'S BEEN A WHILE
SINCE HARRY'S BEEN ON THE DECK
OF A CRAB BOAT.
ESPECIALLY ON A DAY
LIKE THIS.
MOVE IT, BABY.
MOVE IT.
THE OLD MAN'S
GOT SOME MOVES.
HE'S NOT MISSING A BEAT.
SHOW ME THE MEAT, BABY!
Man: CAN'T GET ANY BETTER
THAN THIS.
EVEN THE CRAB NUMBERS
HAVE EVEN COME UP
SINCE HARRY'S
GOT OUT HERE.
♪♪
Narrator: WHETHER A COINCIDENCE
OR HARRY'S MOJO...
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
Narrator: ...NUMBERS LIKE THESE
WILL SOON SEND THEM HOME.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
-LOOK AT THESE MONSTERS.
-CHA-CHING! CHA-CHING!
-YEAH.
-YEAH, BABY.
Roger:
THAT'S A GOOD NUMBER.
LAST COUNT JUST HAPPENED TO BE
THE AREA CODE TO HOME.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
Monte:
SEEMS LIKE WE'RE WELL ON OUR WAY
TO FINISHING UP HERE.
♪♪
Narrator: 40 MILES SOUTH...
Nick: YEAH,
SWING FORWARD A LITTLE BIT.
HOLD IT. HOLD IT.
YEAH.
...ON THE SUMMER BAY.
I'M JUST GONNA
STICK THE NOSE IN IT AND JOG
UNTIL YOU GUYS GET IT DONE.
♪♪
ALL RIGHT, GUYS.
THAT IS GOOD.
YEAH.
-YEAH!
-[ SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
Narrator: WITH THE LAST POT
GOING ON THE STACK,
WILD BILL NETS 125,000 POUNDS
OF OPILIO FOR THE SEASON
WORTH CLOSE TO 400 GRAND
AND SENDS EACH DECKHAND HOME
WITH $20,000.
YEAH.
Bill: YOU GUYS
DID AN AMAZING JOB.
YEAH!
PLEASURE SAILING WITH YOU.
-YEAH, RIGHT THERE!
-WE DID IT! WE DID IT!
MAN, WHAT A WILD SEASON
THIS WAS.
I ALMOST DIED TWICE.
THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.
WE'RE READY TO GO HOME.
I'M TIRED.
BODY'S SORE.
Narrator: BUT THE BERING SEA
WILL ALWAYS EXACT ITS PRICE.
[ GROANS ]
FEELS LIKE
JUST AGONIZING ACHE
IN MY HIP AND MY --
UGH.
[ CHUCKLES ]
I HATE --
I'M NOT A DOCTOR PERSON.
I NEVER GO TO THE DOCTOR.
I NEVER GO TO THE HOSPITAL.
IF I DO, IT'S IN A STRETCHER
OR AN AMBULANCE.
I THINK I'M GONNA HAVE TO GO IN
AND TALK TO SOMEBODY.
I NEED SOME HELP ON THIS ONE.
♪♪