Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 15, Episode 5 - Triple Jeopardy - full transcript
In the biggest storm of the season, Jake faces a life-or-death decision when a shifting stack threatens to capsize the Saga. Sig and Mandy haul through angry seas, while Josh and Casey gamble on quota but find there's more on the line than numbers.
♪ OOH ♪
♪ OOH ♪
[ THUNDER CRASHES ]
Man: THE COASTAL WATERS FORECAST
FOR THE FOLLOWING...
GALE WARNING TODAY --
SOUTHWEST WIND, 55 KNOTS.
SEAS, 31 FEET.
♪ OH ♪
♪♪
YOU DON'T GET TO PICK AND CHOOSE
WHEN MOTHER NATURE
DECIDES TO TEST YOU.
IF SHE WANTS TO PUT YOU DOWN,
ALL YOU CAN DO IS
JUST SIT BACK AND HANG ON.
♪ IT'S ALL THE SAME ♪
♪ ONLY THE NAMES WILL CHANGE ♪
DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER,
PLEASE BLESS THIS CREW
AND KEEP US SAFE.
♪ IT SEEMS WE'RE WASTING AWAY ♪
Sig: WATCH OUT, GUYS!
I'M, LIKE, SERIOUSLY SCARED.
♪ WHERE THE FACES ARE SO COLD ♪
♪ I DRIVE ALL NIGHT
JUST TO GET BACK HOME ♪
HEADS UP. HEADS UP.
HEADS UP. ROGER!
♪ I'M A COWBOY ♪
♪ ON A STEEL HORSE I RIDE ♪
♪ I'M WANTED ♪OH, [BLEEP]
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
♪ DEAD OR ALIVE ♪
HERE COMES A BIG ONE.
WATCH IT!
♪ I'M WANTED ♪
All: WHOA!
♪ DEAD OR ALIVE ♪
Jake: IN WEATHER THIS BAD,
THE HELICOPTER DOES NOT FLY,
AND YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.
♪♪
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
♪♪
WHOA!
Narrator: 240 MILES NORTHEAST
OF DUTCH HARBOR...
OW, SHH!
...IS THE 155-FOOT WIZARD.
♪♪
Keith: THEY'RE DEFINITELY
THE HIGHEST WINDS
WE'VE HAD SO FAR THIS SEASON.
PROBABLY BLOWING
ALL OF 40 OUT THERE.
Narrator: CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
BUCKS INTO THE LEADING EDGE
OF A STORM 300 MILES WIDE...
WATCH IT!
WATCH IT!
...HOWLING OUT OF THE SOUTHWEST
WITH 40-KNOT WINDS
AND SEAS EXPECTED
TO TOP 30 FEET.
Keith: WHOA!
ON A DAY LIKE TODAY, EVERY
THIRD WAVE MIGHT BE THAT WAVE,
AND WE DON'T WANT
TO SEE THAT WAVE.
Roger: THE FIRST WEATHER
WE'VE SEEN ALL YEAR LONG,
SO EVERYBODY IS KIND OF
JUST GETTING USED TO IT AGAIN.
Narrator:
OUSTED FROM THE MUD PIT,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN TRACKS
THE MOVING CRAB EAST.
Keith: WHAT I DO KNOW IS THAT
I CAN'T GO TO KODIAK
WITHOUT HITTING
THE 70,000 POUNDS.
Narrator: BUT THE VETERAN
HAS JUST 3 DAYS TO CATCH
AND DELIVER $700,000
WORTH OF KING QUOTA.
♪♪
Keith: AH, MAN.
NOT GOOD.
THAT'S A SINGLE DIGIT.
FOUR CRAB ON THAT,
FOUR CRAB.
WELL, WE JUST HAULED THE UGLIEST
POT WE'VE HAULED THIS SEASON.
♪♪
YOU KNOW
YOU'RE NOT DOING SO GOOD
WHEN YOU HAVE MORE DECKHANDS
ON THE DECK
THAN YOU'RE GETTING CRAB
PER POT.
THIS IS REALLY PRETTY PISS-POOR,
I THINK IS A GOOD WORD FOR IT.
♪♪
Keith: ZERO.
THAT POT RIGHT THERE HAS
ONE SMALL CODFISH
AND ABOUT 100 SNAILS
AND NOT A SINGLE [BLEEP] CRAB.
♪♪
I'VE GOT TO FIND A WAY TO GET
THE REST OF THIS CRAB ON HERE
IN THE NEXT 2 TO 3 DAYS,
YOU KNOW,
TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT.
WHOO!
-OKAY.
-YEAH, MAN.
Narrator:
NOW WITH NO CRAB IN HIS POTS
AND NO TIME TO SPARE,
KEITH IS FORCED TO PICK UP
HIS GEAR AND FISH
INTO THE GROWING STORM.
HOPEFULLY
THERE'S SOMETHING THERE.
WE NEED TO END THIS SEASON ASAP.
♪♪
THAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN
IF WE HAUL GEAR IN THAT [BLEEP]
♪♪
BEHIND YOU, GUYS.
WATCH THIS NEXT ONE.
WATCH OUT. HEADS UP.
HEADS UP. HEADS UP.
ROGER!
HEADS UP!
WHOA, WHOA.
♪♪
AH, [BLEEP]
YOU OKAY?
SURVIVAL INSTINCTS FIRST,
RIDERS SECOND.
Narrator: RISKING HIS LIFE
FOR ONE MORE $70 KING CRAB,
DECKHAND ROGER SCHLOSSTEIN
GETS AWAY WITH JUST A LITTLE
BERING SEA BAPTISM.
LUCKILY, CAPTAIN
HAS GOT OUR BACK,
LET US KNOW WE HAD
A LITTLE COBRA COMING.
IF THEY SEE A RIDER ON THE POT,
WE'RE NOT CATCHING ANY CRAB,
THEY WANT THAT CRAB IN THE TANK,
BUT I TOLD THESE GUYS.
I TOLD THEM, "DON'T SACRIFICE
YOURSELF FOR A $75 KING CRAB."
LET'S GET SOME MORE GEAR ON HERE
AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
GOING TO SEE IF THE PROMISED
LAND ACTUALLY EXISTS.
♪♪
Narrator: 235 MILES WEST
ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
IT'S ICING OUT.
♪♪
[ Laughing ]
OH, OH, OH.
♪♪
Narrator:
...THE INTENSIFYING STORM
ROCKS CORNELIA MARIE
CO-CAPTAINS
CASEY McMANUS
AND JOSH HARRIS
WITH RAPIDLY BUILDING
25-FOOT SEAS AND 40-KNOT WINDS.
Casey:
AT LEAST THE WEATHER IS NICE.
YEAH.
GREAT.
IT'S ALREADY RIPPING.
JUST WAIT.
Narrator: AFTER BATTLING IT OUT
WITH THE FLEET
FOR THEIR PORTION
OF THE KING-CRAB HORDE...
Casey:
JOSH, BRING IT OVER HERE.
PRAYER TIME, BUDDY.
Narrator: ...THE CORNELIACREW
SOLICITS THE HELP
OF A HIGHER POWER BEFORE SETTING
THEIR FIRST BAIRDI POTS
OF THE SEASON.
ALL RIGHT. HANDS ARE FOLDED.
HATS ARE OFF.
-ROGER!
-ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER,
PLEASE BLESS THIS CREW
OF THE CORNELIA MARIEHERE.
PLEASE KEEP US SAFE,
HELP US CATCH ALL OUR QUOTA
AND FOR US TO GET HOME
TO OUR FAMILIES
IN THE NEXT 10 DAYS OR SO.
IN YOUR NAME WE PRAY, AMEN.
All: AMEN.LET'S DO IT.
I'D LIKE TO AMEND THAT
TO 8 DAYS, BUT AMEN.
HEY, HEY!
ALL RIGHT!
THERE WE GO.
NOW WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE.
GETTING READY TO TURN
AND BURN, BOYS.
WHOO-HOO!
♪♪
BE SAFE DOWN HERE, BOYS.
WE'LL SEE YOU LATER.
♪♪
LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
Narrator: WHAT DO YOU DO
WHEN FACING A LIFE-THREATENING
BERING SEA BLOW?
YOU MAKE A BET.
LET'S DO IT, BOYS!
EACH CAPTAIN
GETS HALF THE POTS,
AND THE ONE WHO PULLS
THE MOST CRAB WINS.
UP FIRST, CASEY WILL DROP
80 BAIRDI POTS
USING HIS STRATEGY.
Man: WHOO!
HIS CO-CAPTAIN SETS THE REST
ACCORDING TO HIS.
MINE IS BASED OFF OF EXPERIENCE
AND RATIONAL THOUGHT.
HIS IS BASED OFF OF A "TINGLING
IN HIS LOINS," USUALLY.
[ LAUGHS ]
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL SEE YOU IN A BIT, [BLEEP]
WHAT DO WE WANT?
WE WANT TO CRABBIES!
[ LAUGHTER ]
FIRST POT!
BAIRDI, GUYS.
Man #2: WHOO!
♪♪
Narrator:
170 MILES SOUTHEAST
ON THE KING CRAB GROUNDS...
IT'S GOING TO BE
A NIGHTMARE AFTER NIGHTMARE
OF NIGHTMARES TONIGHT
BECAUSE IT'S CALLING
FOR 50-KNOT WINDS.
Narrator: ...AS THE LEADING EDGE
OF THE STORM COLLIDES
WITH THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
Jake:
THIS IS OUR LAST FEW POTS.
AS SOON AS I CLEAN OUT
THESE POTS,
WE GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
JAKE ANDERSON WORKS A HONEY HOLE
SOUTH OF THE MUD PIT.
-YEAH, BABE!
-GET THEM HOOKED!
WHAT DID YOU GET OUT
OF THAT ONE, JAMES?
THREE-ZERO.
ALL RIGHT. LAST POT.
-LAST POT.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
NOW IT'S JUST A RACE AGAINST
WEATHER TO THE PROCESSING PLANT
TO COLLECT MY MONEY
AND BECOME A BOAT OWNER.
Narrator:
JAKE HAS THE OPPORTUNITY
TO BUY 25% OF THE SAGA
IF HE MAKES ENOUGH
PROFIT OFF HIS KING SEASON.
BETTER 62,000 THAN 65,000
AND A SUNKEN SHIP.
Narrator:
SO FAR, HE'S ON TRACK.
Jake:
STACK THESE LAST TWO POTS.
IT'S IMPORTANT WE CHAIN UP REAL
GOOD SO EVERYBODY CAN REST EASY.
Man #3: WE DONE!
POTS ON, CHAINED UP,
DOORS CLOSED.
CRAB IN THE TANK,
MONEY IN THE [BLEEP] BANK.
♪♪
Narrator: WITH THE STACK SECURE
AND 87% OF HIS QUOTA CAUGHT...
Jake: NOW IT'S JUST A RACE
AGAINST WEATHER,
SO WE HAVE ABOUT 20 HOURS
TO GET IN TOWN
BEFORE 50-KNOT WIND BLOWS.
Narrator:
...JAKE'S FINAL STEP --
STEAM TO AKUTAN HARBOR
THROUGH THE HOSTILE RANCOR
OF THE SEASON'S LARGEST STORM.
♪♪
OH, [BLEEP]
THE LITTLE CRANE BROKE LOOSE.
THE [BLEEP] CRANE BROKE LOOSE.
HURRY UP.
RUN.
COME ON, YOU [BLEEP]
GET OUT THERE!
COME ON, YOU GUYS.
HURRY THE [BLEEP] UP!
GO!
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
Jake: COME ON.
GET OUT THERE.
GET A CHAIN, GET SOMETHING.
COME ON, YOU GUYS.
HURRY THE [BLEEP] UP!
Narrator: ...25-FOOT SEAS
STRIP THE MOORING GEARS
FROM CAPTAIN JAKE'S
$50,000 FORWARD CRANE.
NOW WITH EVERY ROLL,
THE 2 TONS OF HARDWARE SWINGS
FREELY BRINGING DESTRUCTION
TO EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH.
Jake:
WHAT THE [BLEEP] ARE THEY DOING?
GET YOUR ASS OUT THERE!
YOU GUYS ARE GETTING
REAL [BLEEP] OUT THERE.
MAKE SURE YOU GUYS
GOT LIFE JACKETS ON, DUDE.
IT'S GOING 30 FEET
LEFT AND RIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW IF WE SHOULD
EVEN TOUCH IT NOW.
I MEAN, IT'S VIOLENT.
OH, MY GOD.
MAYBE I SHOULD CHANGE COURSE.
Narrator: DESPERATE TO SECURE
THE FORWARD CRANE,
CAPTAIN JAKE TURNS
THE BOAT WITH THE WIND.
OKAY.
LET'S JUST SEE WHAT SHE DOES.
♪♪
MAYBE THROW A STRAP AROUND IT.
[BLEEP]
THESE RATCHET STRAPS SUCK.
THEY WORK THEMSELVES LOOSE
AS YOU ROLL AND ROLL AND ROLL.
♪♪
WE'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT.
SO FAR, YEAH.
Jake: I HOPE IT HOLDS.
I'M JUST SO GLAD
THAT IT'S STILL HANGING ON.
Narrator:
BANKING ON A RATCHET STRAP
TO KEEP THE CRANE SECURE...
Jake:
YOU GUYS WANT TO JUST GO AHEAD
AND COME UP HERE, WILL YOU?
ROGER, COMING IN.
Narrator:
...JAKE AND HIS CREW HUNKER
DOWN FOR THE REMAINING
200 MILES TO AKUTAN ISLAND.
Jake: THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
OF THE STORM.
WE'RE STILL NOT IN THE CLEAR.
♪♪
Narrator:
160 MILES NORTHWEST...
Harley: HOLY SMACKERS, MAN.
Narrator:
...ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
♪♪
IT'S BLOWING A GOOD 40, 45,
AND I GOT ALL OF 17-FOOT SEAS.
♪♪
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
STEVE "HARLEY" DAVIDSON STEERS
THE 148-FOOT SOUTHERN WIND
INTO THE TEETH OF
THE SEASON'S NASTIEST STORM.
Harley: WHEN THEY SAY,
"OH, WE GOT A BIG STORM COMING.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING
FOR THE BIG BLOW, HARLEY?"
YOU KNOW, "GOING?
I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE, BOYS.
I AIN'T GOING ANYWHERE."
YEAH, WELL, IT'S A NECESSARY
EVIL THAT I HAVE TO DEAL WITH.
Narrator: USING INTEL
HE GATHERED ON AN EARLY TRIP,
HARLEY MADE QUICK WORK
OF HIS KING-CRAB QUOTA.
NOW FACING THE BAIRDI FISHERY,
A LEG UP HE IS NOT.
Harley: CAME TO THE WEST SIDE,
SET GEAR HERE.
I HAVE 170 POTS, JUST GOING TO
SPREAD THEM OUT 1/4 MILE APART.
WE GOT TO COVER A LOT OF GROUND,
TRY AND GET A GOOD FEEL
FOR THE LAND HERE.
Narrator:
LIONHEARTED AND WORKING ATOP
THREE STORIES OF SHIFTING STEEL
IS MICHAEL "MUNSEY" KENNON.
MUNSEY BEING UP ON
THAT STACK RIGHT NOW IS,
YOU KNOW, IT'S --
YOU GOT TO REALLY HANG ON.
[ BUZZER SOUNDS ]
♪♪
Man #4: WATCH OUT.
OH, WHOA!
Harley: BIGGER WAVE COMES IN,
ONE LITTLE STUMBLE
AND YOU'RE, BOOM,
OVERBOARD YOU GO.
♪♪
YEAH.
♪♪
♪♪
THERE'S REALLY NO OTHER BOATS
AROUND HERE,
SO A DAY LIKE TODAY, I DON'T
WANT ANY FRICKING MISHAPS.
Narrator: NEARLY 10 TIMES
AS WIDE AS RHODE ISLAND,
THE GROWING BERING SEA STORM
SWEEPS ACROSS THE FLEET
WITH BREAKERS GROWING
TO OVER 30 FEET...
OH, NO.
I'M, LIKE, SERIOUSLY SCARED.
...ALL WHILE CAPTAINS
CONTINUE THE SEARCH
FOR THEIR ELUSIVE BOUNTY.
WE'RE GOING RIGHT UP
TO THE FENCE,
AND RIGHT IN THIS
1½-MILE STRIP,
WE'VE SEEN
OUR BEST FISHING.
TO CLOSE OUT HIS QUOTA,
NORTHWESTERNCAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
BETS ON THE FAR WESTERN EDGE
OF THE BAIRDI GROUNDS.
WE'RE GOING TO 25, 30
FOR A FEW DAYS HERE
THEN GET THE [BLEEP]
OUT OF HERE.
♪♪
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
FIRST POT GOING OVER.
GOOD LUCK, JOSH!
FIND US SOME CRAB!
Narrator:
...HOPING TO LAND ON THE CRAB
BUT PROVE HE CAN HOLD HIS OWN
WITH CAPTAIN CASEY McMANUS...
GET READY FOR THE LONGEST
STRING OF THE YEAR.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
Narrator:
...CO-CAPTAIN JOSH HARRIS
BEGINS A MASSIVE
100-MILE PROSPECT SET
ACROSS MULTIPLE DEPTHS
AND WATER TEMPERATURES.
Josh: WE'LL FIND THEM.
THEY'RE OUT THERE.
Narrator: UNDER THE NORTHERN
EDGE OF THE STORM
ON THE KING CRAB GROUNDS...
WE'RE LIKE RIGHT HERE.
...CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
SETS A 40-POT STRING
AT A SPOT NORTHWEST OF THE FLEET
CHOSEN BY BROTHER MONTE.
Keith: GOING OVER!
PRAY THAT THERE'S
SOME CRAB UP HERE.
♪♪
IN FACT, IF WE DON'T HIT
SOMETHING UP HERE,
WE'RE IN DEEP [BLEEP]
♪♪
Narrator: 310 MILES
NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
Man #5: LET'S GO.
HEADS UP!
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
♪♪
Narrator: ...THE CORNELIA MARIE
SLUGS IT OUT
IN THE MIDST OF THE SEASON'S
WORST STORM.
WHOO, DADDY!
HOW ABOUT IF I WIN,
YOU HAVE TO WEAR A T-SHIRT
TO FISHERMAN'S NIGHT
OVER THE TOP OF YOUR SUIT
THAT SAYS,
"CASEY BEAT ME BAIRDI 2018."
NO, DEFINITELY NOT.
DESPITE HAULING
IN TOWERING SEAS,
THE CO-CAPTAIN'S BET
TO DETERMINE
WHO CAN CATCH THE MOST
BAIRDI CRAB IS STILL IN PLAY.
WE'LL GRAB THIS ONE
REAL QUICK.
YEAH, THAT A BOY.
AFTER A 30-HOUR SOAK,
THE GEAR CASEY SET
IS THE FIRST TO CLEAR THE RAIL.
I THINK THERE'S SOME SORT
OF TALK OF 140, 150 AVERAGE.
[ MOTOR WHIRRING ]
SOUNDS HEAVY.
Narrator:
AND MR. McMANUS' FIRST POT...
-OH, YEAH!
-WHOA!
-WHOA!
-YEAH!
...LOOKS LIKE A WINNER.
WHOO!
[BLEEP]
IT'S A HALF-RACKER.
NO [BLEEP] WAY.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
-AH.
-DAMN IT.
IT'S LOOKING
LIKE OPIES, DUDE.
I KNOW.
IT IS, ISN'T IT?
Narrator: IF ONLY IT WERE
OPILIO SEASON...
AT LEAST WE KNOW
WHERE THE OPIES ARE AT.
-YEAH.
-10.
SON OF A BITCH.
LOOKS LIKE A LOT OF OPIES AGAIN,
SAME DEAL.
LOT OF OPIES,
LOT OF SMALL.
IT'S CLEAR THE YOUNG SKIPPER
MISCALCULATED.
AND WITH DEPTH PLAYING
A KEY ROLE
IN WHERE THE SCHOOL RESIDES,
CASEY'S DEEP SET PUT HIM
ON THE KIND OF CRAB
THEY AREN'T HUNTING.
I'M NOT EVEN GOING
TO WATCH THEM COUNT.
I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SEE IT.
Josh:
THAT'S A LOT OF OPIES.
WE MIGHT HAVE
A GREAT OPIE SEASON.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: 30 MILES SOUTH,
IN THE HEART OF THE STORM...
Harley:
WE GOT SOME TOUGH WEATHER,
BUT WE'RE GOING TO
MUSCLE THROUGH IT.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN HARLEY DAVIDSON
STEAMS TOWARD
HIS FIRST BAIRDI POT
ON THE REMOTE WESTERN EDGE
OF THE GROUNDS.
170 POTS I STRETCHED
OVER 30 MILES.
I WENT CRISS-CROSSING
DIFFERENT DEPTHS,
DIFFERENT PLACES WHERE
I'VE HAD SUCCESS BEFORE,
AND NOW I'M GOING TO BE EXCITED
TO PICK IT UP AND SEE.
Narrator: SPREADING OUT HIS GEAR
OVER A WIDE SWATH OF DEPTHS,
HARLEY LEAVES
NO STONE UNTURNED.
FIRST POT BAIRDI.
HERE WE GO.
♪♪
♪♪
Harley: PRETTY CONFIDENT
WE'LL GET A SNIFF OF SOMETHING.
♪♪
OH, NO.
Narrator: POT NUMBER ONE SHOWS
A SIGN OF LIFE.
BUT, AS ON THE CORNELIA,
IT'S THE WRONG SPECIES.
Harley: OKAY.
WE GOT OUR FIRST POT,
AND WE GOT FOUR CRAB IN IT.
I WOULD HAVE --
20, I WOULD'VE BEEN HAPPY.
FOUR, I'M NOT HAPPY.
THAT'S NOT ENOUGH.
♪♪
AH, [BLEEP]
AH, DAMN.
SON OF A BITCH.
Danny: HOPEFULLY SOME OF
OUR OTHER GEAR MIGHT PRODUCE.
RIGHT NOW, THIS STUFF IS NOT,
SO I THINK WE'RE JUST GOING
TO KEEP MOVING UP THE LINE,
CHECK SOME STUFF OUT.
[BLEEP]
♪♪
Narrator:
STACKING FROM DAY TO NIGHT...
Harley:
GNARLY SEAS RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
...DARKNESS BRINGS OUT A DARK
SIDE OF THE BUILDING GALE.
Harley: I NEED MY CREW
TO BE FRICKING ON THEIR TOES.
THIS PLACE CAN EAT CRAB BOATS
JUST LIKE THIS ONE.
♪♪
NOTHING IS GOING TO CHANGE
THROUGHOUT THE DAY TODAY.
IT'S BEEN A PRETTY
FRUSTRATING DAY.
I DON'T KNOW I'VE HAD
A FRUSTRATING DAY LIKE THIS
IN A LONG TIME IN MY CAREER.
OOH.
YOU'RE NOT EVEN AWARE
OF WHAT THE WAVES ARE.
IF A FRICKING WAVE COMES OVER
AND KNOCKS THAT POT,
IT'S GOING TO ROCK YOU OUT.
♪♪
OH, HERE COMES A BIG ONE!
WATCH IT!
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
GET IN THERE!
Narrator:
ON THE SOUTHERN WIND...
OH, HERE COMES A BIG ONE!
WATCH IT!
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
♪♪
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT?
WE'RE OKAY.
HOLY CRAP.
THAT WAS A BIG ONE.
THAT WAVE CAME OUT
OF NOWHERE, MAN.
-[BLEEP] NOWHERE, DUDE.
-I WAS THERE RIGHT
UNTIL THE LAST SECOND.
Narrator:
THE 30-FOOT WAVE SWAMPS THE DECK
WITH 10,000 GALLONS OF WATER ...
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
...AND MORE THAN ENOUGH FORCE
TO SWEEP A MAN OVERBOARD.
Harley:
THOSE GUYS ARE QUICK OUTSIDE.
YOU KNOW, THEY GOT
OUT OF THE WAY GOOD.
THAT MUCH WATER HITS SOMEBODY
DIRECTLY, THEY'D BE TOAST.
ALL RIGHT.
GUYS, LET'S COME ON INSIDE.
I WANT TO SHUT DOWN
FOR A LITTLE BIT.
Narrator: BARELY AVOIDING
ONE NEAR-DISASTER,
HARLEY ISN'T WILLING
TO RISK ANOTHER.
Harley: AS THE SEAS GET BIGGER,
YOU KNOW,
I GOT TO JUST KEEP THESE GUYS
OUT OF HARM'S WAY
AS I PROMISED THEM.
FRICKING SCARED
THE CRAP OUT OF ME.
Narrator:
195 MILES SOUTHEAST,
THE UNRELENTING WEATHER SYSTEM
CONTINUES TO POUND
THE KING-CRAB GROUNDS.
IT'S ALWAYS RIGHT BEFORE
YOU'RE DONE.
SOMETHING ALWAYS HAPPENS.
THAT WAS HIGHLY,
HIGHLY DANGEROUS.
Narrator: AFTER SECURING
THEIR RUNAWAY CRANE,
JAKE AND HIS CREW RIDE OUT
THE STORM IN THE WHEELHOUSE.
♪♪
Jake: THESE PASSES HERE
ON THE ALEUTIANS
ARE THE WORST PLACE TO BE
IN HIGH WINDS, WORST PLACE.
IT'S GOING TO BE DEADLY HERE
PRETTY QUICK.
Narrator:
WITH HIS TANKS FULL OF CRAB,
JAKE IS JUST MILES FROM AKUTAN
AND A BIG PAYDAY,
BUT WHAT DO THEY SAY
ABOUT THE FAT LADY?
SHE HAS YET TO SING.
Jake: OH, GOD.
DON'T HURT ME.
DON'T HURT ME.
THIS IS [BLEEP]
♪♪
[BLEEP]
OH, GOD.
HERE IT COMES.
IT'S A BIG ONE.
OH, [BLEEP]
DON'T HURT US.
DON'T HURT US.
[BLEEP]
THE STACK IS STARTING
TO MOVE, SEAN.
-I SEE IT.
-IT'S MOVING A LOT.
Narrator: HAVING JUST MANAGED
TO SECURE THE CRANE,
NOW THE ENTIRE 150,000-POUND
STACK IS ON THE MOVE.
Narrator:
WHEN A STACK IS NOT PROPERLY
TIED, LARGE WAVES CAN SHIFT
THE 150,000-POUND MASS,
CREATING AN UNBALANCED LOAD.
THIS INSTABILITY
IS ONE OF THE LEADING CAUSES
OF FISHING BOATS CAPSIZING.
[BLEEP] ME, DUDE.
SEAN, SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO.
♪♪
THE GUYS ARE JUST
GETTING OUT THERE
TO TIGHTEN THE CHAINS UP
IN 25, 30-FOOT SEAS.
♪♪
WHOA!
THAT --
CHECK THAT ONE OVER THERE.
ALL THESE CHAINS CAME LOOSE,
SO WE HAD TO COME UP HERE
AND TIGHTEN THIS STACK.
Jake:
COME ON, YOU GUYS.
COME ON.
COME ON.
THE WEATHER IS JUST GETTING
WORSE AND WORSE BY THE MINUTE.
YOU GUYS ARE
SO [BLEEP] CLOSE.
♪♪
DONE-ZO!
MAN.
I WAS SCARED [BLEEP]LESS
THANK GOD.
WHOO!
[ LAUGHS ]
GOOD JOB, GUYS.
♪♪
THANK GOD.
WE'RE IN THE BAY.
WE'RE IN THE FRICKING BAY.
AFTER SURVIVING
A FREE-SWINGING CRANE
AND A SHIFTING STACK
AMID A STORM,
JAKE PULLS INTO THE SAFETY
OF AKUTAN HARBOR.
YOU KNOW HOW LUCKY WE ARE?
ONE MORE MILE
WOULD'VE COST US WHO KNOWS?
♪♪
I'M JUST GLAD NOBODY GOT HURT.
♪♪
Sig: THE STORM FINALLY
GOT DONE BLOWING HERE,
SO WE'RE GOING
TO GET STARTED.
Narrator:
JUST BEYOND THE EDGE OF THE
STORM ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
GET THE REST OF THESE POTS ON,
CALL IT A BAIRDI SEASON
FOR 2018 AND BE DONE.
DON'T YOU AGREE?I DO AGREE.
Narrator: TWO DAYS AFTER SETTING
ON THE WESTERN FENCE LINE...
Sig:
CLARK IS ON THE RAIL.
...SIG AND MANDY RETURN
TO WHAT THEY HOPE
IS THEIR FINAL BAIRDI HAUL.
LET'S GO, SUPERSTAR.
♪♪
RIGHT NOW,
WE NEED 25, 30 AVERAGE.
THAT'LL GET US HOME.
♪♪
[ MAN CHEERING ]
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
Sig:
LET'S GRAB SOME MEAT.
OH, YEAH.
YEAH!
ALREADY, YOU SEEING
ANY NUMBERS?
124.
124,
THAT'S PRETTY GOOD.
THERE'S MORE BAIRDI
IN THIS ONE.
SO 124, 154.
GOD.
♪♪
553 FOR FIVE POTS.
-YEAH.
-AWESOME.
-WHOA.
-YEAH!
[ ALL CHEERING ]
I FEEL LIKE I NEVER SMILE
UNLESS I'M CATCHING CRAB.
THIS IS, LIKE, NOT A GOOD,
HEALTHY THING FOR ME RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT WE NEEDED
FOR OUR LAST DAY.
I THINK WE'RE GOOD.
START STACKING THEM, HUH?
YEAH, I THINK SO.
WE DID IT.I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
WE'RE GOING TO
STACK THEM ON.
JUST KEEP STACKING.
♪♪
Man #6: WHOA.
CAN'T GET IT ALL THE WAY
BACK TO THE STERN.
ON WHAT, CRANE?
THE CRANE, YEAH.
OH, GOD.
♪♪
THIS SUCKS!
YOU USE THE BLOCK THE MOST.
THEN IT'S THE CRANE,
KIND OF IMPORTANT ON A BOAT.
♪♪
Narrator:
THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Keith: I BELIEVE IN LUCK,
AND ON A DAY LIKE TODAY,
I'M PROBABLY MORE SUPERSTITIOUS
THAN ANYBODY YOU KNOW.
I GOT MY KID'S BABY SHOES
RIGHT HERE.
THEY'VE BEEN HERE FOR 21 YEARS.
THAT BOBBLEHEAD DOLL
HAS BEEN THERE SINCE 2001.
YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME
WALK UNDER A LADDER.
I'LL TURN AROUND IF THERE'S
A BLACK CAT IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
I DON'T WHISTLE
WHEN I'M IN THE WHEELHOUSE.
I DON'T LEAVE PORT ON A FRIDAY.
I USE MY SPECIAL SPITTOON.
I DON'T DRAW THE COLUMNS
IN THE BOOK.
THERE ARE ABOUT 100 THINGS
THAT I DON'T DO.
I'M A NUT JOB.
Narrator: REALLY, KEITH?
YOU DON'T SAY.
[ LAUGHS ]
Narrator:
THE SCALE DOESN'T LIE.
LOOKS LIKE KEITH'S SUPERSTITIOUS
WAYS ARE DOING THE TRICK.
Narrator:
ABOARD THE NORTHWESTERN...
WHOA.
ON WHAT, CRANE?
THE CRANE, YEAH.
Narrator: JUST AS SIG STACKS OUT
FOR THE SEASON, THE CRANE FAILS.
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?
DO YOU KNOW THE PROBLEM?
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THE CAUSE IS.
IT'S JUST -- IT'S CRAZY.
I NEED TO GET THIS STUFF
ON THE BOAT
AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
I HAVE FOUR GUYS STANDING AROUND
THERE LOOKING AT IT.
COME ON.
WE'RE NOT DONE HAULING,
SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?
WE DON'T KNOW.
PUSH THEM.
START PUSHING.
Man #7: OH, MAN.
Narrator:
WITH 100 POTS LEFT TO HAUL,
THE CRANE CAN STILL LIFT THEM
FROM THE LAUNCHER.
GETTING THEM TO THE STACK, OH,
THAT'LL BE THE CREW'S PLEASURE.
START PUSHING.
IT'S KIND OF
A [BLEEP] SITUATION
BECAUSE WE CAN'T
PUT POTS ON TOP.
♪♪
AND WE'RE CATCHING OUR QUOTA
THE HARD WAY.
♪♪
Narrator: WHILE MOST OF THE
FLEET HAS OUTRUN THE STORM...
WHOA!
WE'RE WAY UP TO THE NORTHWEST
NOW OF WHERE WE WERE.
Narrator: ...ON THE NORTHERN TIP
OF THE KING CRAB GROUNDS,
THE WIZARDIS
IN THE THICK OF IT.
WE GOT OUR 100 AND ALMOST
40 POTS OFF THE BOAT.
WE GOT ABOUT 100 POTS ONBOARD,
AND WE'RE SPOT-CHECKING.
WE'RE LOOKING FOR A NEW HOME.
COME ON, MOUSE.
I HOPE YOU PICKED US
A GOOD SPOT TO FISH.
Narrator: RUNNING OUT OF TIME
TO MEET HIS QUOTA,
KEITH IS BANKING ON
MONTE'S GROUNDS TO PAY OFF.
Keith: IF THIS STRIKES OUT,
I DON'T WANT TO THINK OF THAT.
DANCING,
NEED SOME DANCING, MAN.
Monte:
GET ON THE [BLEEP] RAIL.
GET THE [BLEEP] HOOK OVER
THERE.
WE GOT TO BEAT ON THE RAIL.
WE NEED SOME LUCK.
[ BANGING HOOK RHYTHMICALLY ]
[ ALL WHOOPING ]
Monte:
EVEN SOPER IS DANCING.
YEAH, I DON'T BLAME THEM.
I WANT TO GO HOME, TOO.
ALL RIGHTY.
COME ON, GUYS.
GIVE ME A DECENT COUNT.
FIVE RIDERS!
LOOK AT THEM ALL! WHOO-HOO.
OKAY, GOOD SIGN.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
THERE WE GO.
YEAH, BABY!
GET BACK!
YEAH, BABY!
-WHOO!
-25.
TWO, FIVE
BIG ONES!
[ GRUNTING ]
I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE
TO THROW TOO MANY "UNTSES"
OUT THIS SEASON.
IT'S BEEN A LONG SEASON.
GOOD NEWS IS,
WE HAVE A NEW HOME.
YEAH!
WHOO!
THESE GUYS ARE BIG, BABY.
THESE GUYS ARE BIG!
AHH!
MAN, WE NEEDED THAT, EXACTLY
WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED THERE.
47, 47, BABY.
RIGHT ON.
[ GRUNTING ]
WHOO-HOO!
YOU MIGHT BE GETTING
A SMILEY FACE TONIGHT, MOUSE.
YOU MIGHT BE GETTING
A SMILEY FACE.
YEAH, BABY.
[ ALL WHOOPING ]
Narrator: 240 MILES NORTHWEST
BACK ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
GOT THE GOOD LUCK CRAB OUT.
IT'S PART OF THE HARRIS LUCK
RIGHT HERE, THIS [BLEEP]
Narrator:
...IT'S THE MOMENT OF TRUTH
FOR THE CORNELIA MARIE'S
FIRST SET
OF THE BAIRDI SEASON...
...AND FOR THE BET
BETWEEN CO-CAPTAINS.
WHOA!
OOH.
-WHOA!
-YEAH!
-ALL RIGHT.
-[BLEEP]
THE CRAB ARE KEEPERS.
RIGHT THERE.
YOU GOT TO HOLD IT, HOLD IT,
HOLD IT.
THERE.
KEEPERS EVERYWHERE.
170.
Narrator: WHILE THE YOUNG
CAPTAINS BOTH HAD FULL POTS...
OH, [BLEEP] YOU,
CASEY MCMANUS.
Narrator:
...JOSH'S ARE KEEPERS...
AH!
-WHOO-HOO!
-WHOO!
THAT IS HARRIS LUCK,
BAIRDI KILLER.
Narrator: ...KEEPING THEM
ON TRACK TO OBTAIN $1 MILLION
OF ADDITIONAL QUOTA NEXT SEASON.
[ CHEERING, LAUGHTER ]
ARE YOU HIDING OVER THERE
BEHIND YOUR HAND?
IT'S GOING TO
BE OKAY, BUDDY.
Casey: YEAH.
Narrator: 150 MILES EAST...
HAVING TROUBLE
GRABBING THEM.
...AFTER A LIFE-SUCKING WEEK
FISHING THROUGH AN ARCTIC STORM,
THE NORTHWESTERNWRAPS UP
THEIR BAIRDI SEASON AT LAST,
NO THANKS TO A BROKEN CRANE.
OH, MY GOD.
THANK YOU, LORD.
Mandy: THEY STRUGGLED FOR, LIKE,
A GOOD 5 DAYS,
AND WE FINALLY GOT ON IT AGAIN,
SO REALLY EXCITED.
Sig: MANDY'S DECISION-MAKING,
I THINK,
HAS REALLY
IMPRESSED ME THE MOST,
SO THAT'S REALLY IMPORTANT
THAT YOU THINK FOR YOURSELF,
GO BY YOUR OWN GUT.
WELL, I DON'T WANT TO JINX IT.
I'M JUST SAYING,
SO FAR, SO GOOD.
THERE WE GO.
[ MEN CHEERING ]
YEAH!
Sig: THAT'S THAT.
CAN WE GO HOME NOW?
YES, PLEASE.
WE STUCK IT OUT.
WE STAYED
ON THE BETTER SPOTS.
IT REALLY PAID OFF.
♪♪
I KNOW YOU LOVE THIS.
COME ON.
I KNOW YOU DO.
COME ON.
SAY YOU LOVE IT.
I LOVE IT!
THERE YOU GO.
♪ OOH ♪
[ THUNDER CRASHES ]
Man: THE COASTAL WATERS FORECAST
FOR THE FOLLOWING...
GALE WARNING TODAY --
SOUTHWEST WIND, 55 KNOTS.
SEAS, 31 FEET.
♪ OH ♪
♪♪
YOU DON'T GET TO PICK AND CHOOSE
WHEN MOTHER NATURE
DECIDES TO TEST YOU.
IF SHE WANTS TO PUT YOU DOWN,
ALL YOU CAN DO IS
JUST SIT BACK AND HANG ON.
♪ IT'S ALL THE SAME ♪
♪ ONLY THE NAMES WILL CHANGE ♪
DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER,
PLEASE BLESS THIS CREW
AND KEEP US SAFE.
♪ IT SEEMS WE'RE WASTING AWAY ♪
Sig: WATCH OUT, GUYS!
I'M, LIKE, SERIOUSLY SCARED.
♪ WHERE THE FACES ARE SO COLD ♪
♪ I DRIVE ALL NIGHT
JUST TO GET BACK HOME ♪
HEADS UP. HEADS UP.
HEADS UP. ROGER!
♪ I'M A COWBOY ♪
♪ ON A STEEL HORSE I RIDE ♪
♪ I'M WANTED ♪OH, [BLEEP]
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
♪ DEAD OR ALIVE ♪
HERE COMES A BIG ONE.
WATCH IT!
♪ I'M WANTED ♪
All: WHOA!
♪ DEAD OR ALIVE ♪
Jake: IN WEATHER THIS BAD,
THE HELICOPTER DOES NOT FLY,
AND YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.
♪♪
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
♪♪
WHOA!
Narrator: 240 MILES NORTHEAST
OF DUTCH HARBOR...
OW, SHH!
...IS THE 155-FOOT WIZARD.
♪♪
Keith: THEY'RE DEFINITELY
THE HIGHEST WINDS
WE'VE HAD SO FAR THIS SEASON.
PROBABLY BLOWING
ALL OF 40 OUT THERE.
Narrator: CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
BUCKS INTO THE LEADING EDGE
OF A STORM 300 MILES WIDE...
WATCH IT!
WATCH IT!
...HOWLING OUT OF THE SOUTHWEST
WITH 40-KNOT WINDS
AND SEAS EXPECTED
TO TOP 30 FEET.
Keith: WHOA!
ON A DAY LIKE TODAY, EVERY
THIRD WAVE MIGHT BE THAT WAVE,
AND WE DON'T WANT
TO SEE THAT WAVE.
Roger: THE FIRST WEATHER
WE'VE SEEN ALL YEAR LONG,
SO EVERYBODY IS KIND OF
JUST GETTING USED TO IT AGAIN.
Narrator:
OUSTED FROM THE MUD PIT,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN TRACKS
THE MOVING CRAB EAST.
Keith: WHAT I DO KNOW IS THAT
I CAN'T GO TO KODIAK
WITHOUT HITTING
THE 70,000 POUNDS.
Narrator: BUT THE VETERAN
HAS JUST 3 DAYS TO CATCH
AND DELIVER $700,000
WORTH OF KING QUOTA.
♪♪
Keith: AH, MAN.
NOT GOOD.
THAT'S A SINGLE DIGIT.
FOUR CRAB ON THAT,
FOUR CRAB.
WELL, WE JUST HAULED THE UGLIEST
POT WE'VE HAULED THIS SEASON.
♪♪
YOU KNOW
YOU'RE NOT DOING SO GOOD
WHEN YOU HAVE MORE DECKHANDS
ON THE DECK
THAN YOU'RE GETTING CRAB
PER POT.
THIS IS REALLY PRETTY PISS-POOR,
I THINK IS A GOOD WORD FOR IT.
♪♪
Keith: ZERO.
THAT POT RIGHT THERE HAS
ONE SMALL CODFISH
AND ABOUT 100 SNAILS
AND NOT A SINGLE [BLEEP] CRAB.
♪♪
I'VE GOT TO FIND A WAY TO GET
THE REST OF THIS CRAB ON HERE
IN THE NEXT 2 TO 3 DAYS,
YOU KNOW,
TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT.
WHOO!
-OKAY.
-YEAH, MAN.
Narrator:
NOW WITH NO CRAB IN HIS POTS
AND NO TIME TO SPARE,
KEITH IS FORCED TO PICK UP
HIS GEAR AND FISH
INTO THE GROWING STORM.
HOPEFULLY
THERE'S SOMETHING THERE.
WE NEED TO END THIS SEASON ASAP.
♪♪
THAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN
IF WE HAUL GEAR IN THAT [BLEEP]
♪♪
BEHIND YOU, GUYS.
WATCH THIS NEXT ONE.
WATCH OUT. HEADS UP.
HEADS UP. HEADS UP.
ROGER!
HEADS UP!
WHOA, WHOA.
♪♪
AH, [BLEEP]
YOU OKAY?
SURVIVAL INSTINCTS FIRST,
RIDERS SECOND.
Narrator: RISKING HIS LIFE
FOR ONE MORE $70 KING CRAB,
DECKHAND ROGER SCHLOSSTEIN
GETS AWAY WITH JUST A LITTLE
BERING SEA BAPTISM.
LUCKILY, CAPTAIN
HAS GOT OUR BACK,
LET US KNOW WE HAD
A LITTLE COBRA COMING.
IF THEY SEE A RIDER ON THE POT,
WE'RE NOT CATCHING ANY CRAB,
THEY WANT THAT CRAB IN THE TANK,
BUT I TOLD THESE GUYS.
I TOLD THEM, "DON'T SACRIFICE
YOURSELF FOR A $75 KING CRAB."
LET'S GET SOME MORE GEAR ON HERE
AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
GOING TO SEE IF THE PROMISED
LAND ACTUALLY EXISTS.
♪♪
Narrator: 235 MILES WEST
ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
IT'S ICING OUT.
♪♪
[ Laughing ]
OH, OH, OH.
♪♪
Narrator:
...THE INTENSIFYING STORM
ROCKS CORNELIA MARIE
CO-CAPTAINS
CASEY McMANUS
AND JOSH HARRIS
WITH RAPIDLY BUILDING
25-FOOT SEAS AND 40-KNOT WINDS.
Casey:
AT LEAST THE WEATHER IS NICE.
YEAH.
GREAT.
IT'S ALREADY RIPPING.
JUST WAIT.
Narrator: AFTER BATTLING IT OUT
WITH THE FLEET
FOR THEIR PORTION
OF THE KING-CRAB HORDE...
Casey:
JOSH, BRING IT OVER HERE.
PRAYER TIME, BUDDY.
Narrator: ...THE CORNELIACREW
SOLICITS THE HELP
OF A HIGHER POWER BEFORE SETTING
THEIR FIRST BAIRDI POTS
OF THE SEASON.
ALL RIGHT. HANDS ARE FOLDED.
HATS ARE OFF.
-ROGER!
-ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER,
PLEASE BLESS THIS CREW
OF THE CORNELIA MARIEHERE.
PLEASE KEEP US SAFE,
HELP US CATCH ALL OUR QUOTA
AND FOR US TO GET HOME
TO OUR FAMILIES
IN THE NEXT 10 DAYS OR SO.
IN YOUR NAME WE PRAY, AMEN.
All: AMEN.LET'S DO IT.
I'D LIKE TO AMEND THAT
TO 8 DAYS, BUT AMEN.
HEY, HEY!
ALL RIGHT!
THERE WE GO.
NOW WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE.
GETTING READY TO TURN
AND BURN, BOYS.
WHOO-HOO!
♪♪
BE SAFE DOWN HERE, BOYS.
WE'LL SEE YOU LATER.
♪♪
LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
Narrator: WHAT DO YOU DO
WHEN FACING A LIFE-THREATENING
BERING SEA BLOW?
YOU MAKE A BET.
LET'S DO IT, BOYS!
EACH CAPTAIN
GETS HALF THE POTS,
AND THE ONE WHO PULLS
THE MOST CRAB WINS.
UP FIRST, CASEY WILL DROP
80 BAIRDI POTS
USING HIS STRATEGY.
Man: WHOO!
HIS CO-CAPTAIN SETS THE REST
ACCORDING TO HIS.
MINE IS BASED OFF OF EXPERIENCE
AND RATIONAL THOUGHT.
HIS IS BASED OFF OF A "TINGLING
IN HIS LOINS," USUALLY.
[ LAUGHS ]
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL SEE YOU IN A BIT, [BLEEP]
WHAT DO WE WANT?
WE WANT TO CRABBIES!
[ LAUGHTER ]
FIRST POT!
BAIRDI, GUYS.
Man #2: WHOO!
♪♪
Narrator:
170 MILES SOUTHEAST
ON THE KING CRAB GROUNDS...
IT'S GOING TO BE
A NIGHTMARE AFTER NIGHTMARE
OF NIGHTMARES TONIGHT
BECAUSE IT'S CALLING
FOR 50-KNOT WINDS.
Narrator: ...AS THE LEADING EDGE
OF THE STORM COLLIDES
WITH THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
Jake:
THIS IS OUR LAST FEW POTS.
AS SOON AS I CLEAN OUT
THESE POTS,
WE GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
JAKE ANDERSON WORKS A HONEY HOLE
SOUTH OF THE MUD PIT.
-YEAH, BABE!
-GET THEM HOOKED!
WHAT DID YOU GET OUT
OF THAT ONE, JAMES?
THREE-ZERO.
ALL RIGHT. LAST POT.
-LAST POT.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
NOW IT'S JUST A RACE AGAINST
WEATHER TO THE PROCESSING PLANT
TO COLLECT MY MONEY
AND BECOME A BOAT OWNER.
Narrator:
JAKE HAS THE OPPORTUNITY
TO BUY 25% OF THE SAGA
IF HE MAKES ENOUGH
PROFIT OFF HIS KING SEASON.
BETTER 62,000 THAN 65,000
AND A SUNKEN SHIP.
Narrator:
SO FAR, HE'S ON TRACK.
Jake:
STACK THESE LAST TWO POTS.
IT'S IMPORTANT WE CHAIN UP REAL
GOOD SO EVERYBODY CAN REST EASY.
Man #3: WE DONE!
POTS ON, CHAINED UP,
DOORS CLOSED.
CRAB IN THE TANK,
MONEY IN THE [BLEEP] BANK.
♪♪
Narrator: WITH THE STACK SECURE
AND 87% OF HIS QUOTA CAUGHT...
Jake: NOW IT'S JUST A RACE
AGAINST WEATHER,
SO WE HAVE ABOUT 20 HOURS
TO GET IN TOWN
BEFORE 50-KNOT WIND BLOWS.
Narrator:
...JAKE'S FINAL STEP --
STEAM TO AKUTAN HARBOR
THROUGH THE HOSTILE RANCOR
OF THE SEASON'S LARGEST STORM.
♪♪
OH, [BLEEP]
THE LITTLE CRANE BROKE LOOSE.
THE [BLEEP] CRANE BROKE LOOSE.
HURRY UP.
RUN.
COME ON, YOU [BLEEP]
GET OUT THERE!
COME ON, YOU GUYS.
HURRY THE [BLEEP] UP!
GO!
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
Jake: COME ON.
GET OUT THERE.
GET A CHAIN, GET SOMETHING.
COME ON, YOU GUYS.
HURRY THE [BLEEP] UP!
Narrator: ...25-FOOT SEAS
STRIP THE MOORING GEARS
FROM CAPTAIN JAKE'S
$50,000 FORWARD CRANE.
NOW WITH EVERY ROLL,
THE 2 TONS OF HARDWARE SWINGS
FREELY BRINGING DESTRUCTION
TO EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH.
Jake:
WHAT THE [BLEEP] ARE THEY DOING?
GET YOUR ASS OUT THERE!
YOU GUYS ARE GETTING
REAL [BLEEP] OUT THERE.
MAKE SURE YOU GUYS
GOT LIFE JACKETS ON, DUDE.
IT'S GOING 30 FEET
LEFT AND RIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW IF WE SHOULD
EVEN TOUCH IT NOW.
I MEAN, IT'S VIOLENT.
OH, MY GOD.
MAYBE I SHOULD CHANGE COURSE.
Narrator: DESPERATE TO SECURE
THE FORWARD CRANE,
CAPTAIN JAKE TURNS
THE BOAT WITH THE WIND.
OKAY.
LET'S JUST SEE WHAT SHE DOES.
♪♪
MAYBE THROW A STRAP AROUND IT.
[BLEEP]
THESE RATCHET STRAPS SUCK.
THEY WORK THEMSELVES LOOSE
AS YOU ROLL AND ROLL AND ROLL.
♪♪
WE'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT.
SO FAR, YEAH.
Jake: I HOPE IT HOLDS.
I'M JUST SO GLAD
THAT IT'S STILL HANGING ON.
Narrator:
BANKING ON A RATCHET STRAP
TO KEEP THE CRANE SECURE...
Jake:
YOU GUYS WANT TO JUST GO AHEAD
AND COME UP HERE, WILL YOU?
ROGER, COMING IN.
Narrator:
...JAKE AND HIS CREW HUNKER
DOWN FOR THE REMAINING
200 MILES TO AKUTAN ISLAND.
Jake: THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
OF THE STORM.
WE'RE STILL NOT IN THE CLEAR.
♪♪
Narrator:
160 MILES NORTHWEST...
Harley: HOLY SMACKERS, MAN.
Narrator:
...ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
♪♪
IT'S BLOWING A GOOD 40, 45,
AND I GOT ALL OF 17-FOOT SEAS.
♪♪
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
STEVE "HARLEY" DAVIDSON STEERS
THE 148-FOOT SOUTHERN WIND
INTO THE TEETH OF
THE SEASON'S NASTIEST STORM.
Harley: WHEN THEY SAY,
"OH, WE GOT A BIG STORM COMING.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING
FOR THE BIG BLOW, HARLEY?"
YOU KNOW, "GOING?
I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE, BOYS.
I AIN'T GOING ANYWHERE."
YEAH, WELL, IT'S A NECESSARY
EVIL THAT I HAVE TO DEAL WITH.
Narrator: USING INTEL
HE GATHERED ON AN EARLY TRIP,
HARLEY MADE QUICK WORK
OF HIS KING-CRAB QUOTA.
NOW FACING THE BAIRDI FISHERY,
A LEG UP HE IS NOT.
Harley: CAME TO THE WEST SIDE,
SET GEAR HERE.
I HAVE 170 POTS, JUST GOING TO
SPREAD THEM OUT 1/4 MILE APART.
WE GOT TO COVER A LOT OF GROUND,
TRY AND GET A GOOD FEEL
FOR THE LAND HERE.
Narrator:
LIONHEARTED AND WORKING ATOP
THREE STORIES OF SHIFTING STEEL
IS MICHAEL "MUNSEY" KENNON.
MUNSEY BEING UP ON
THAT STACK RIGHT NOW IS,
YOU KNOW, IT'S --
YOU GOT TO REALLY HANG ON.
[ BUZZER SOUNDS ]
♪♪
Man #4: WATCH OUT.
OH, WHOA!
Harley: BIGGER WAVE COMES IN,
ONE LITTLE STUMBLE
AND YOU'RE, BOOM,
OVERBOARD YOU GO.
♪♪
YEAH.
♪♪
♪♪
THERE'S REALLY NO OTHER BOATS
AROUND HERE,
SO A DAY LIKE TODAY, I DON'T
WANT ANY FRICKING MISHAPS.
Narrator: NEARLY 10 TIMES
AS WIDE AS RHODE ISLAND,
THE GROWING BERING SEA STORM
SWEEPS ACROSS THE FLEET
WITH BREAKERS GROWING
TO OVER 30 FEET...
OH, NO.
I'M, LIKE, SERIOUSLY SCARED.
...ALL WHILE CAPTAINS
CONTINUE THE SEARCH
FOR THEIR ELUSIVE BOUNTY.
WE'RE GOING RIGHT UP
TO THE FENCE,
AND RIGHT IN THIS
1½-MILE STRIP,
WE'VE SEEN
OUR BEST FISHING.
TO CLOSE OUT HIS QUOTA,
NORTHWESTERNCAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
BETS ON THE FAR WESTERN EDGE
OF THE BAIRDI GROUNDS.
WE'RE GOING TO 25, 30
FOR A FEW DAYS HERE
THEN GET THE [BLEEP]
OUT OF HERE.
♪♪
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
FIRST POT GOING OVER.
GOOD LUCK, JOSH!
FIND US SOME CRAB!
Narrator:
...HOPING TO LAND ON THE CRAB
BUT PROVE HE CAN HOLD HIS OWN
WITH CAPTAIN CASEY McMANUS...
GET READY FOR THE LONGEST
STRING OF THE YEAR.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
Narrator:
...CO-CAPTAIN JOSH HARRIS
BEGINS A MASSIVE
100-MILE PROSPECT SET
ACROSS MULTIPLE DEPTHS
AND WATER TEMPERATURES.
Josh: WE'LL FIND THEM.
THEY'RE OUT THERE.
Narrator: UNDER THE NORTHERN
EDGE OF THE STORM
ON THE KING CRAB GROUNDS...
WE'RE LIKE RIGHT HERE.
...CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
SETS A 40-POT STRING
AT A SPOT NORTHWEST OF THE FLEET
CHOSEN BY BROTHER MONTE.
Keith: GOING OVER!
PRAY THAT THERE'S
SOME CRAB UP HERE.
♪♪
IN FACT, IF WE DON'T HIT
SOMETHING UP HERE,
WE'RE IN DEEP [BLEEP]
♪♪
Narrator: 310 MILES
NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
Man #5: LET'S GO.
HEADS UP!
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
♪♪
Narrator: ...THE CORNELIA MARIE
SLUGS IT OUT
IN THE MIDST OF THE SEASON'S
WORST STORM.
WHOO, DADDY!
HOW ABOUT IF I WIN,
YOU HAVE TO WEAR A T-SHIRT
TO FISHERMAN'S NIGHT
OVER THE TOP OF YOUR SUIT
THAT SAYS,
"CASEY BEAT ME BAIRDI 2018."
NO, DEFINITELY NOT.
DESPITE HAULING
IN TOWERING SEAS,
THE CO-CAPTAIN'S BET
TO DETERMINE
WHO CAN CATCH THE MOST
BAIRDI CRAB IS STILL IN PLAY.
WE'LL GRAB THIS ONE
REAL QUICK.
YEAH, THAT A BOY.
AFTER A 30-HOUR SOAK,
THE GEAR CASEY SET
IS THE FIRST TO CLEAR THE RAIL.
I THINK THERE'S SOME SORT
OF TALK OF 140, 150 AVERAGE.
[ MOTOR WHIRRING ]
SOUNDS HEAVY.
Narrator:
AND MR. McMANUS' FIRST POT...
-OH, YEAH!
-WHOA!
-WHOA!
-YEAH!
...LOOKS LIKE A WINNER.
WHOO!
[BLEEP]
IT'S A HALF-RACKER.
NO [BLEEP] WAY.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
-AH.
-DAMN IT.
IT'S LOOKING
LIKE OPIES, DUDE.
I KNOW.
IT IS, ISN'T IT?
Narrator: IF ONLY IT WERE
OPILIO SEASON...
AT LEAST WE KNOW
WHERE THE OPIES ARE AT.
-YEAH.
-10.
SON OF A BITCH.
LOOKS LIKE A LOT OF OPIES AGAIN,
SAME DEAL.
LOT OF OPIES,
LOT OF SMALL.
IT'S CLEAR THE YOUNG SKIPPER
MISCALCULATED.
AND WITH DEPTH PLAYING
A KEY ROLE
IN WHERE THE SCHOOL RESIDES,
CASEY'S DEEP SET PUT HIM
ON THE KIND OF CRAB
THEY AREN'T HUNTING.
I'M NOT EVEN GOING
TO WATCH THEM COUNT.
I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SEE IT.
Josh:
THAT'S A LOT OF OPIES.
WE MIGHT HAVE
A GREAT OPIE SEASON.
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: 30 MILES SOUTH,
IN THE HEART OF THE STORM...
Harley:
WE GOT SOME TOUGH WEATHER,
BUT WE'RE GOING TO
MUSCLE THROUGH IT.
Narrator:
...CAPTAIN HARLEY DAVIDSON
STEAMS TOWARD
HIS FIRST BAIRDI POT
ON THE REMOTE WESTERN EDGE
OF THE GROUNDS.
170 POTS I STRETCHED
OVER 30 MILES.
I WENT CRISS-CROSSING
DIFFERENT DEPTHS,
DIFFERENT PLACES WHERE
I'VE HAD SUCCESS BEFORE,
AND NOW I'M GOING TO BE EXCITED
TO PICK IT UP AND SEE.
Narrator: SPREADING OUT HIS GEAR
OVER A WIDE SWATH OF DEPTHS,
HARLEY LEAVES
NO STONE UNTURNED.
FIRST POT BAIRDI.
HERE WE GO.
♪♪
♪♪
Harley: PRETTY CONFIDENT
WE'LL GET A SNIFF OF SOMETHING.
♪♪
OH, NO.
Narrator: POT NUMBER ONE SHOWS
A SIGN OF LIFE.
BUT, AS ON THE CORNELIA,
IT'S THE WRONG SPECIES.
Harley: OKAY.
WE GOT OUR FIRST POT,
AND WE GOT FOUR CRAB IN IT.
I WOULD HAVE --
20, I WOULD'VE BEEN HAPPY.
FOUR, I'M NOT HAPPY.
THAT'S NOT ENOUGH.
♪♪
AH, [BLEEP]
AH, DAMN.
SON OF A BITCH.
Danny: HOPEFULLY SOME OF
OUR OTHER GEAR MIGHT PRODUCE.
RIGHT NOW, THIS STUFF IS NOT,
SO I THINK WE'RE JUST GOING
TO KEEP MOVING UP THE LINE,
CHECK SOME STUFF OUT.
[BLEEP]
♪♪
Narrator:
STACKING FROM DAY TO NIGHT...
Harley:
GNARLY SEAS RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
...DARKNESS BRINGS OUT A DARK
SIDE OF THE BUILDING GALE.
Harley: I NEED MY CREW
TO BE FRICKING ON THEIR TOES.
THIS PLACE CAN EAT CRAB BOATS
JUST LIKE THIS ONE.
♪♪
NOTHING IS GOING TO CHANGE
THROUGHOUT THE DAY TODAY.
IT'S BEEN A PRETTY
FRUSTRATING DAY.
I DON'T KNOW I'VE HAD
A FRUSTRATING DAY LIKE THIS
IN A LONG TIME IN MY CAREER.
OOH.
YOU'RE NOT EVEN AWARE
OF WHAT THE WAVES ARE.
IF A FRICKING WAVE COMES OVER
AND KNOCKS THAT POT,
IT'S GOING TO ROCK YOU OUT.
♪♪
OH, HERE COMES A BIG ONE!
WATCH IT!
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
GET IN THERE!
Narrator:
ON THE SOUTHERN WIND...
OH, HERE COMES A BIG ONE!
WATCH IT!
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
♪♪
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT?
WE'RE OKAY.
HOLY CRAP.
THAT WAS A BIG ONE.
THAT WAVE CAME OUT
OF NOWHERE, MAN.
-[BLEEP] NOWHERE, DUDE.
-I WAS THERE RIGHT
UNTIL THE LAST SECOND.
Narrator:
THE 30-FOOT WAVE SWAMPS THE DECK
WITH 10,000 GALLONS OF WATER ...
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
...AND MORE THAN ENOUGH FORCE
TO SWEEP A MAN OVERBOARD.
Harley:
THOSE GUYS ARE QUICK OUTSIDE.
YOU KNOW, THEY GOT
OUT OF THE WAY GOOD.
THAT MUCH WATER HITS SOMEBODY
DIRECTLY, THEY'D BE TOAST.
ALL RIGHT.
GUYS, LET'S COME ON INSIDE.
I WANT TO SHUT DOWN
FOR A LITTLE BIT.
Narrator: BARELY AVOIDING
ONE NEAR-DISASTER,
HARLEY ISN'T WILLING
TO RISK ANOTHER.
Harley: AS THE SEAS GET BIGGER,
YOU KNOW,
I GOT TO JUST KEEP THESE GUYS
OUT OF HARM'S WAY
AS I PROMISED THEM.
FRICKING SCARED
THE CRAP OUT OF ME.
Narrator:
195 MILES SOUTHEAST,
THE UNRELENTING WEATHER SYSTEM
CONTINUES TO POUND
THE KING-CRAB GROUNDS.
IT'S ALWAYS RIGHT BEFORE
YOU'RE DONE.
SOMETHING ALWAYS HAPPENS.
THAT WAS HIGHLY,
HIGHLY DANGEROUS.
Narrator: AFTER SECURING
THEIR RUNAWAY CRANE,
JAKE AND HIS CREW RIDE OUT
THE STORM IN THE WHEELHOUSE.
♪♪
Jake: THESE PASSES HERE
ON THE ALEUTIANS
ARE THE WORST PLACE TO BE
IN HIGH WINDS, WORST PLACE.
IT'S GOING TO BE DEADLY HERE
PRETTY QUICK.
Narrator:
WITH HIS TANKS FULL OF CRAB,
JAKE IS JUST MILES FROM AKUTAN
AND A BIG PAYDAY,
BUT WHAT DO THEY SAY
ABOUT THE FAT LADY?
SHE HAS YET TO SING.
Jake: OH, GOD.
DON'T HURT ME.
DON'T HURT ME.
THIS IS [BLEEP]
♪♪
[BLEEP]
OH, GOD.
HERE IT COMES.
IT'S A BIG ONE.
OH, [BLEEP]
DON'T HURT US.
DON'T HURT US.
[BLEEP]
THE STACK IS STARTING
TO MOVE, SEAN.
-I SEE IT.
-IT'S MOVING A LOT.
Narrator: HAVING JUST MANAGED
TO SECURE THE CRANE,
NOW THE ENTIRE 150,000-POUND
STACK IS ON THE MOVE.
Narrator:
WHEN A STACK IS NOT PROPERLY
TIED, LARGE WAVES CAN SHIFT
THE 150,000-POUND MASS,
CREATING AN UNBALANCED LOAD.
THIS INSTABILITY
IS ONE OF THE LEADING CAUSES
OF FISHING BOATS CAPSIZING.
[BLEEP] ME, DUDE.
SEAN, SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO.
♪♪
THE GUYS ARE JUST
GETTING OUT THERE
TO TIGHTEN THE CHAINS UP
IN 25, 30-FOOT SEAS.
♪♪
WHOA!
THAT --
CHECK THAT ONE OVER THERE.
ALL THESE CHAINS CAME LOOSE,
SO WE HAD TO COME UP HERE
AND TIGHTEN THIS STACK.
Jake:
COME ON, YOU GUYS.
COME ON.
COME ON.
THE WEATHER IS JUST GETTING
WORSE AND WORSE BY THE MINUTE.
YOU GUYS ARE
SO [BLEEP] CLOSE.
♪♪
DONE-ZO!
MAN.
I WAS SCARED [BLEEP]LESS
THANK GOD.
WHOO!
[ LAUGHS ]
GOOD JOB, GUYS.
♪♪
THANK GOD.
WE'RE IN THE BAY.
WE'RE IN THE FRICKING BAY.
AFTER SURVIVING
A FREE-SWINGING CRANE
AND A SHIFTING STACK
AMID A STORM,
JAKE PULLS INTO THE SAFETY
OF AKUTAN HARBOR.
YOU KNOW HOW LUCKY WE ARE?
ONE MORE MILE
WOULD'VE COST US WHO KNOWS?
♪♪
I'M JUST GLAD NOBODY GOT HURT.
♪♪
Sig: THE STORM FINALLY
GOT DONE BLOWING HERE,
SO WE'RE GOING
TO GET STARTED.
Narrator:
JUST BEYOND THE EDGE OF THE
STORM ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
GET THE REST OF THESE POTS ON,
CALL IT A BAIRDI SEASON
FOR 2018 AND BE DONE.
DON'T YOU AGREE?I DO AGREE.
Narrator: TWO DAYS AFTER SETTING
ON THE WESTERN FENCE LINE...
Sig:
CLARK IS ON THE RAIL.
...SIG AND MANDY RETURN
TO WHAT THEY HOPE
IS THEIR FINAL BAIRDI HAUL.
LET'S GO, SUPERSTAR.
♪♪
RIGHT NOW,
WE NEED 25, 30 AVERAGE.
THAT'LL GET US HOME.
♪♪
[ MAN CHEERING ]
-WHOO!
-YEAH!
Sig:
LET'S GRAB SOME MEAT.
OH, YEAH.
YEAH!
ALREADY, YOU SEEING
ANY NUMBERS?
124.
124,
THAT'S PRETTY GOOD.
THERE'S MORE BAIRDI
IN THIS ONE.
SO 124, 154.
GOD.
♪♪
553 FOR FIVE POTS.
-YEAH.
-AWESOME.
-WHOA.
-YEAH!
[ ALL CHEERING ]
I FEEL LIKE I NEVER SMILE
UNLESS I'M CATCHING CRAB.
THIS IS, LIKE, NOT A GOOD,
HEALTHY THING FOR ME RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT WE NEEDED
FOR OUR LAST DAY.
I THINK WE'RE GOOD.
START STACKING THEM, HUH?
YEAH, I THINK SO.
WE DID IT.I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
WE'RE GOING TO
STACK THEM ON.
JUST KEEP STACKING.
♪♪
Man #6: WHOA.
CAN'T GET IT ALL THE WAY
BACK TO THE STERN.
ON WHAT, CRANE?
THE CRANE, YEAH.
OH, GOD.
♪♪
THIS SUCKS!
YOU USE THE BLOCK THE MOST.
THEN IT'S THE CRANE,
KIND OF IMPORTANT ON A BOAT.
♪♪
Narrator:
THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Keith: I BELIEVE IN LUCK,
AND ON A DAY LIKE TODAY,
I'M PROBABLY MORE SUPERSTITIOUS
THAN ANYBODY YOU KNOW.
I GOT MY KID'S BABY SHOES
RIGHT HERE.
THEY'VE BEEN HERE FOR 21 YEARS.
THAT BOBBLEHEAD DOLL
HAS BEEN THERE SINCE 2001.
YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME
WALK UNDER A LADDER.
I'LL TURN AROUND IF THERE'S
A BLACK CAT IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
I DON'T WHISTLE
WHEN I'M IN THE WHEELHOUSE.
I DON'T LEAVE PORT ON A FRIDAY.
I USE MY SPECIAL SPITTOON.
I DON'T DRAW THE COLUMNS
IN THE BOOK.
THERE ARE ABOUT 100 THINGS
THAT I DON'T DO.
I'M A NUT JOB.
Narrator: REALLY, KEITH?
YOU DON'T SAY.
[ LAUGHS ]
Narrator:
THE SCALE DOESN'T LIE.
LOOKS LIKE KEITH'S SUPERSTITIOUS
WAYS ARE DOING THE TRICK.
Narrator:
ABOARD THE NORTHWESTERN...
WHOA.
ON WHAT, CRANE?
THE CRANE, YEAH.
Narrator: JUST AS SIG STACKS OUT
FOR THE SEASON, THE CRANE FAILS.
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?
DO YOU KNOW THE PROBLEM?
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THE CAUSE IS.
IT'S JUST -- IT'S CRAZY.
I NEED TO GET THIS STUFF
ON THE BOAT
AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
I HAVE FOUR GUYS STANDING AROUND
THERE LOOKING AT IT.
COME ON.
WE'RE NOT DONE HAULING,
SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?
WE DON'T KNOW.
PUSH THEM.
START PUSHING.
Man #7: OH, MAN.
Narrator:
WITH 100 POTS LEFT TO HAUL,
THE CRANE CAN STILL LIFT THEM
FROM THE LAUNCHER.
GETTING THEM TO THE STACK, OH,
THAT'LL BE THE CREW'S PLEASURE.
START PUSHING.
IT'S KIND OF
A [BLEEP] SITUATION
BECAUSE WE CAN'T
PUT POTS ON TOP.
♪♪
AND WE'RE CATCHING OUR QUOTA
THE HARD WAY.
♪♪
Narrator: WHILE MOST OF THE
FLEET HAS OUTRUN THE STORM...
WHOA!
WE'RE WAY UP TO THE NORTHWEST
NOW OF WHERE WE WERE.
Narrator: ...ON THE NORTHERN TIP
OF THE KING CRAB GROUNDS,
THE WIZARDIS
IN THE THICK OF IT.
WE GOT OUR 100 AND ALMOST
40 POTS OFF THE BOAT.
WE GOT ABOUT 100 POTS ONBOARD,
AND WE'RE SPOT-CHECKING.
WE'RE LOOKING FOR A NEW HOME.
COME ON, MOUSE.
I HOPE YOU PICKED US
A GOOD SPOT TO FISH.
Narrator: RUNNING OUT OF TIME
TO MEET HIS QUOTA,
KEITH IS BANKING ON
MONTE'S GROUNDS TO PAY OFF.
Keith: IF THIS STRIKES OUT,
I DON'T WANT TO THINK OF THAT.
DANCING,
NEED SOME DANCING, MAN.
Monte:
GET ON THE [BLEEP] RAIL.
GET THE [BLEEP] HOOK OVER
THERE.
WE GOT TO BEAT ON THE RAIL.
WE NEED SOME LUCK.
[ BANGING HOOK RHYTHMICALLY ]
[ ALL WHOOPING ]
Monte:
EVEN SOPER IS DANCING.
YEAH, I DON'T BLAME THEM.
I WANT TO GO HOME, TOO.
ALL RIGHTY.
COME ON, GUYS.
GIVE ME A DECENT COUNT.
FIVE RIDERS!
LOOK AT THEM ALL! WHOO-HOO.
OKAY, GOOD SIGN.
-YEAH!
-WHOO!
THERE WE GO.
YEAH, BABY!
GET BACK!
YEAH, BABY!
-WHOO!
-25.
TWO, FIVE
BIG ONES!
[ GRUNTING ]
I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE
TO THROW TOO MANY "UNTSES"
OUT THIS SEASON.
IT'S BEEN A LONG SEASON.
GOOD NEWS IS,
WE HAVE A NEW HOME.
YEAH!
WHOO!
THESE GUYS ARE BIG, BABY.
THESE GUYS ARE BIG!
AHH!
MAN, WE NEEDED THAT, EXACTLY
WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED THERE.
47, 47, BABY.
RIGHT ON.
[ GRUNTING ]
WHOO-HOO!
YOU MIGHT BE GETTING
A SMILEY FACE TONIGHT, MOUSE.
YOU MIGHT BE GETTING
A SMILEY FACE.
YEAH, BABY.
[ ALL WHOOPING ]
Narrator: 240 MILES NORTHWEST
BACK ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
GOT THE GOOD LUCK CRAB OUT.
IT'S PART OF THE HARRIS LUCK
RIGHT HERE, THIS [BLEEP]
Narrator:
...IT'S THE MOMENT OF TRUTH
FOR THE CORNELIA MARIE'S
FIRST SET
OF THE BAIRDI SEASON...
...AND FOR THE BET
BETWEEN CO-CAPTAINS.
WHOA!
OOH.
-WHOA!
-YEAH!
-ALL RIGHT.
-[BLEEP]
THE CRAB ARE KEEPERS.
RIGHT THERE.
YOU GOT TO HOLD IT, HOLD IT,
HOLD IT.
THERE.
KEEPERS EVERYWHERE.
170.
Narrator: WHILE THE YOUNG
CAPTAINS BOTH HAD FULL POTS...
OH, [BLEEP] YOU,
CASEY MCMANUS.
Narrator:
...JOSH'S ARE KEEPERS...
AH!
-WHOO-HOO!
-WHOO!
THAT IS HARRIS LUCK,
BAIRDI KILLER.
Narrator: ...KEEPING THEM
ON TRACK TO OBTAIN $1 MILLION
OF ADDITIONAL QUOTA NEXT SEASON.
[ CHEERING, LAUGHTER ]
ARE YOU HIDING OVER THERE
BEHIND YOUR HAND?
IT'S GOING TO
BE OKAY, BUDDY.
Casey: YEAH.
Narrator: 150 MILES EAST...
HAVING TROUBLE
GRABBING THEM.
...AFTER A LIFE-SUCKING WEEK
FISHING THROUGH AN ARCTIC STORM,
THE NORTHWESTERNWRAPS UP
THEIR BAIRDI SEASON AT LAST,
NO THANKS TO A BROKEN CRANE.
OH, MY GOD.
THANK YOU, LORD.
Mandy: THEY STRUGGLED FOR, LIKE,
A GOOD 5 DAYS,
AND WE FINALLY GOT ON IT AGAIN,
SO REALLY EXCITED.
Sig: MANDY'S DECISION-MAKING,
I THINK,
HAS REALLY
IMPRESSED ME THE MOST,
SO THAT'S REALLY IMPORTANT
THAT YOU THINK FOR YOURSELF,
GO BY YOUR OWN GUT.
WELL, I DON'T WANT TO JINX IT.
I'M JUST SAYING,
SO FAR, SO GOOD.
THERE WE GO.
[ MEN CHEERING ]
YEAH!
Sig: THAT'S THAT.
CAN WE GO HOME NOW?
YES, PLEASE.
WE STUCK IT OUT.
WE STAYED
ON THE BETTER SPOTS.
IT REALLY PAID OFF.
♪♪
I KNOW YOU LOVE THIS.
COME ON.
I KNOW YOU DO.
COME ON.
SAY YOU LOVE IT.
I LOVE IT!
THERE YOU GO.