Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 4, Episode 4 - Unsafe and Unsound - full transcript

Narrator:
THE VAST BERING SEA --

OVER A MILLION SQUARE MILES

OF THE WORLD'S MOST VIOLENT
AND UNPREDICTABLE WATERS...

AND HOME
OF THE DEADLIEST CATCH --

ALASKAN CRAB.

Man: WHOO-HOO!

Narrator: AFTER FOUR WEEKS
OF ENDURING EPIC SEAS

AND INCONSISTENT FISHING,

CAPTAINS STOP AT NOTHING FOR
THE $85 MILLION CRAB FORTUNE...

...WITH TREACHERY...

JUST 'CAUSE YOU'RE MY KID DON'T
MEAN YOU GOT A [BLEEP] JOB.



...BETRAYAL...

THEY'RE SO STUPID.

I'M STILL BETTER
THAN THAT GUY.

...AND RIVALRY BOILING OVER...

THEY CAN JUST
STAY OUT THERE

AND [BLEEP] FREEZE
FOR ALL I GIVE A [BLEEP]

[ LAUGHING ]

...AS THE HUNT CONTINUES
FOR THE DEADLIEST CATCH.

[ BON JOVI'S
"WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE" PLAYS ]

WHOO!

YEAH!

Narrator: 300 MILES NORTH
OF DUTCH HARBOR,

THE 155-FOOT WIZARD APPROACHES
A 9-MILE, 55-POT HAIL MARY

CAPTAIN KEITH SET
IN LAST NIGHT'S STORM.



THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO.
WE'RE GONNA LOSE IT, SOPER.

FOR THE FIRST
HOUR AND A HALF HERE,

YOU'LL BE FOUR-HANDED.

Narrator: WITH ONLY FOUR MEN
WORKING THE DECK

AND TWICE AS MANY POTS
TO MANEUVER...

DAMN IT!

...KEITH NICKNAMES THIS STRING
THE MAN-KILLER.

55 POTS IS WAY TOO MUCH
TO ASK A CREW TO DO.

55 POTS IS PUSHING THEM
OVER THE EDGE,

AND THAT'S WHAT I'VE DONE.
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?

THIS IS BASICALLY JUST
A WARM-UP FOR THEM.

THE MAN-KILLER'S STARTING
RIGHT NOW.

Narrator:
GRINDING THROUGH THIS STRING
WILL TAKE 100% FROM ALL HANDS,

BUT DOWN ON DECK,
THEY'RE ONE GREENHORN SHORT.

MOI IS MISSING.

Keith:
51 IS ALL IN THAT ONE?

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

WHAT IS THIS?

I'M TIRED.

YOU KNOW WHAT?
THIS IS JUST STANDARD.

Narrator: KEITH TAKES ONE GLANCE
AT THE BROKEN HORN

AND REALIZES WHAT THIS KID NEEDS
ISN'T MORE INTIMIDATION

BUT, RATHER, A LITTLE
FATHERLY ADVICE.

DO YOURSELF
A COUPLE FAVORS --

THE HANDFUL OF SHORT BREAKS
YOU GET,

ALWAYS CHANGE YOUR CLOTHES.

MAKE SURE YOU GET
DRY CLOTHES.

IF YOU'RE GOING OUT THERE
IN WET CLOTHES,

IT'S GONNA SUCK THE LIFE
OUT OF YOU.

SECONDLY, IF YOU GOT A 3-
OR 4-MILE BREAK, FOOD, SECOND.

I DON'T CARE WHAT IT IS.

EVEN IF IT'S A PIECE OF BREAD
OR SOME CRACKERS.

LASTLY, KEEP
DRINKING FLUIDS.

YOU GOT TO TAKE IT
UPON YOURSELF.

DRY CLOTHES, FOOD,
AND FLUIDS.

HELP ME OUT ON THIS ONE,
ALL RIGHT?

ALTHOUGH THE GREENHORN
HAS HIT THE WALL,

KEITH'S PEP TALK IS ENOUGH
TO GET MOI OUT OF THE RACK

AND UP FOR THE 12-HOUR
MAN-KILLER SHIFT.

ME AND LENNY AND TWO KIDS.

SEE HOW WE'LL DO.
WE'LL KEEP YOU POSTED.

ALL RIGHT,
FIRST ONE'S COMING UP.

GOD, THIS STRING'S
GONNA KILL US.

FIRST 55 POT ARE MAN-KILLER.

AS READY AS I'LL EVER BE.

Man: OH, YEAH!

WHAT YOU GOT, LENNY?

54.

YOU'RE MY HERO.

THAT'S A GOOD START.

Man: RIGHT UP!

Man #2: YEAH!

BETTER AND BETTER!

NUMBERS ARE PRETTY SOLID.
50s.

WE DIDN'T THINK WE WERE GONNA
GET 50s RIGHT HERE, BUT WE ARE.

ONE TIME!

THIS STRING IS PRETTY MUCH
A PAIN IN MY ASS.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

I HAVEN'T SEEN SOPER COMPLAIN,
MONTE COMPLAIN, LENNY COMPLAIN,

THE KID COMPLAIN,
CROSBY COMPLAIN.

NOBODY'S COMPLAINING
ABOUT THE JOB.

THE KID HAS NO CLUE WHAT THE JOB
IS, BUT IS HE COMPLAINING?

NO.

IS MOI COMPLAINING?

I THINK MOI MIGHT HAVE BIT OFF
MORE THAN HE CAN CHEW,

AND HE'S STARTING
TO REALIZE THAT.

JASON! JASON!

YOU ALWAYS TIE IT
IN THE FRONT!

EVERY OTHER ONE
IN THE BACK!

EVERY TIME, THEY GOT TO TRY
SOMETHING DIFFERENT

JUST TO CONFUSE ME.

Keith: IT'S JUST LIKE THIS
ROLLER-COASTER RIDE FOR HIM,

WHEREAS THE KID IS JUST
STEADY AND SMOOTH,

AND THAT'S WHAT YOU
NEED ON A BOAT.

YOU NEED TO BE ABLE TO JUST
BE STEADY AND SMOOTH

WHEN YOU'RE FISHING CRAB.

TRY TO WORK AS HARD AS I CAN,

MAYBE IT'LL GO NOTICED
A LITTLE BIT.

Narrator: BUT WITH JUST 8 POTS
HAULED AND 47 LEFT TO GO,

THE ROOKIES ARE JUST
GETTING STARTED.

JOGGING JUST 20 MILES SOUTH
OF THE WIZARD

IS THE 128-FOOT CORNELIA MARIE.

IN THE 31 YEARS CAPTAIN
PHIL HARRIS HAS FISHED,

NEVER HAS HE GONE THREE WEEKS
WITHOUT FINDING THE CRAB.

WELL, I'M JUST DISAPPOINTED THAT
WE GOT OFF TO THE START WE DID.

I KNOW I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE,

BUT I'M THE ONLY ONE
THAT HAS TO QUIT FISHING

AND GO IN TO UNLOAD RIGHT AWAY.

Narrator: PHIL IS IN THE WORST
POSSIBLE POSITION

FOR A CRAB-BOAT SKIPPER --

88,000 POUNDS TO CATCH,
ZERO POTS FISHING,

A DELIVERY DUE IN JUST
THREE DAYS,

AND WORST OF ALL,
PHIL IS WITHOUT A PLAN.

Phil:
SO, YEAH, I'M NERVOUS.

IT'S A NEW AREA FOR ME,
AND SO...

I'VE NEVER FISHED DOWN HERE
BEFORE FOR KING CRAB.

Gamrath:
I'M SURE PHIL'S GOING BERSERK
UP THERE IN THE WHEELHOUSE,

AND HE'S GONNA BE
SITTING UP THERE,

A LOT OF PAPER GOING
THROUGH HIS HAND.

LOT OF CIGARETTES
GOING THROUGH HIS MOUTH.

♪ OH, MY GOODNESS ♪

♪ OH, MY LORD ♪

♪ OH, MY GOODNESS ♪

♪ GIVE ME A SIGN ♪

♪ I'VE BEEN WAITING ♪

♪ ALL MY LIFE ♪

♪ I'M DONE WAITING ♪

♪ THROW ME A SIGN ♪

Phil: I DON'T KNOW.
I'M PLAYING IT ALL BY EAR,

AND I'M JUST LIVING BY
THE MINUTE NOW, OR BY THE HOUR.

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO.

♪ I DON'T KNOW, LORD ♪

♪ I NEED YOUR HELP TO GET ME
THROUGH SOME CHANGE ♪

♪ MOVE ALONG ♪

♪ TO GET ALONG ♪

Narrator: FINALLY,
AT THE END OF HIS ROPE,

HE SWALLOWS HIS PRIDE AND ASKS
HIS FELLOW CAPTAINS FOR ADVICE.

NO RESPONSE.
HE REACHES OUT TO A SURE BET.

FISHING A MERE 20 MILES
TO THE NORTH,

WIZARD CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN
IS AVERAGING 50 CRAB A POT.

BUT HE'S NOT GOING
TO BROADCAST HIS HOT SPOT.

YOU GOT IT ON HERE, MAN?

Keith: PHIL?

I DON'T KNOW PHIL WELL ENOUGH
TO REALLY SAY HOW PHIL FISHES.

I KNOW HE'S DONE REALLY WELL
IN THE PAST.

HE'S GOT A LOT OF RADIOS.
AND I'LL LEAVE IT AT THAT.

Narrator:
THE SILENCE IS DEAFENING.

[ STATIC ]

♪ OH, MY GOODNESS ♪

♪ GIVE ME A SIGN ♪

BETRAYED BY HIS BROTHERS,

CAPTAIN PHIL HAS NO CHOICE BUT
TO BLINDLY SPLASH ALL 180 POTS.

THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

Narrator:
COMING UP ON "DEADLIEST CATCH,"
A FATHER/SON SHOWDOWN.

I DON'T WANT TO GET FULLY
INVOLVED WITH THIS BOAT

AND THEN DECIDE
FIVE YEARS DOWN THE ROAD

THAT THERE'S SOME OTHER
OPPORTUNITY.

Narrator: FISHING 217 MILES TO
THE NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR,

THE NORTHWESTERN IS 26 HOURS
INTO A BACKBREAKING SHIFT.

THE CREW'S WORKED
WITHOUT A BREAK,

SURVIVING SOLELY ON NICOTINE...

AND COFFEE.

COME ON.

AND WITH CAPTAIN SIG
DOUBLING DOWN,

300 POTS ARE SPLIT BETWEEN
TWO LOCATIONS 50 MILES APART.

OH, BOY!

HO HO HO!

YEAH!

YEAH!

WHOA HO HO!

NOW, FISHING
IS A 24/7 OPERATION.

YES!

Man: WHOO!

LOOK AT THIS!
BIG MONEY, BABY!

I GOT LATTES FOR A MONTH NOW!

[ LAUGHS ]

HEY, WATCH OUT.

THAT'S NICE CRAB, MAN.

THAT'S SOME
NICE-LOOKING CRAB.

GOOD-LOOKING STUFF.

IT'S THE A-LIST.

WHOA HO!

THAT ONE'S WORTH A CIGARETTE.

LOOK AT THAT
BIG BAD BOY.

Narrator:
THE CREW IS DOG TIRED.

EVEN DECK BOSS EDGAR
IS SHOWING SIGNS OF FATIGUE.

YEAH!

THANK YOU.
JUST GETTING WARMED UP.

[ LAUGHTER ]

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!

EDGAR MISSED ON THE HOOK
THREE TIMES.

I SEEN EDGAR MISS
A COUPLE TIMES JUST NOW,

AND I DIDN'T EVEN THINK
IT WAS HUMANLY POSSIBLE.

HE DOESN'T MISS THAT OFTEN.
IT'S KIND OF FUNNY.

ON MY WORST DAY,
I'M STILL BETTER THAN THAT GUY.

THREE TIMES IN A ROW!

Narrator: ALTHOUGH THE CREW
IS READY FOR A BREAK,

SIG WANTS TO FISH.

Sig: WE'RE HERE.
WE'RE READY TO ROLL.

I'M SEEING CRAB IN MY POTS,
SO...

THAT'S THE PRIORITY HERE --
CRAB, WEATHER, FOOD.

[ CHUCKLES ]

IT'S GOOD.

OH, YEAH, AND THERE'S SLEEP.
I FORGOT ABOUT THAT.

THAT'S ON THE BOTTOM SOMEWHERE.

I'D RATHER JUST WORK

UNTIL MY EYES POP OUT
OF MY HEAD, THEN SLEEP.

GUARANTEE YOU
HE'S GONNA SNAP BEFORE I DO.

GUARANTEE.

QUITE HONESTLY, THE LONGER
YOU WORK, THE BETTER I FEEL.

Narrator: 100 MILES SOUTH
OF THE CRAB GROUNDS,

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN
OF THE TIME BANDIT

HEADS INTO DUTCH HARBOR

FOR THEIR FIRST OFF-LOAD
OF THE SEASON.

WE'RE DROPPING OFF ABOUT 70,000
POUNDS OUR FIRST LITTLE TRIP.

Scott: IT LOOKS EXCELLENT
FOR US.

I'VE NEVER SEEN THIS TANK FULL
OF RED CRAB BEFORE.

Newberry: IT'S AN EXCITING DAY
FOR US TODAY

BECAUSE WE GET TO OFF-LOAD, AND
WE ACTUALLY GET TO GET SOME --

PUT SOME MONEY IN THE BANK.

IT'S NOT A FOREGONE CONCLUSION

UNTIL YOU ACTUALLY SELL
THE LITTLE CRITTERS.

Man: YEAH!

AHA! HO HO HO!

GO GET MORE.

HO! HO HO HO!

I SEE CRAB IN THERE.

1,468 ON THAT ONE.

Narrator: WHILE MOST OF THE CREW
DREAMS OF CASHING IN,

JOHNATHAN'S SON SCOTTY,
A NEW DAD HIMSELF,

IS HAVING DOUBTS
ABOUT WHETHER HE'S CUT OUT

FOR THE CRABBING LIFE.

SO, SCOTTY PRETTY MUCH
TOLD ME, DUDE,

THAT HE JUST WANTS TO DO IT
FOR THE MONEY

AND HE'S NOT
REALLY WANTING TO FISH.

I SAID, "COOL.
LONG AS WE KNOW THAT."

LONG AS HE'S A GOOD
CREW MEMBER.

IF HE'S NOT A GOOD CREW MEMBER,
[BLEEP] HIM.

JUST 'CAUSE YOU'RE MY KID
DON'T MEAN YOU GOT A JOB.

RIGHT?

JUST 'CAUSE YOU'RE MY KID DON'T
MEAN YOU GOT A [BLEEP] JOB.

I KNOW THAT.

YOU JUST GOT
TO WORK HARD.
WHO SAID THAT?

IF YOU DIDN'T DO HERRING,
SALMON, EVERYTHING,

YOU'RE [BLEEP] GONE.

I'M TRYING TO DO
THE BEST THING I CAN.

I'M TRYING TO BE
A [BLEEP] DAD.

THAT'S WHAT I DID.
THAT'S ALL YOU CAN DO.

WHEN I WAS GROWING UP,

IT SUCKED THAT
YOU WERE NEVER AROUND.

SO I'M TRYING TO BE AROUND.

IF I WOULD HAVE
BEEN AROUND,

YOU'D HAVE BEEN HEARING FIGHTING
ALL THE TIME.

I KNOW.

MAKE SOME MONEY RIGHT NOW,
WE'LL HELP YOU OUT.

YOU GOT THE FAMILY LIFE.

I DON'T WANT TO GET
FULLY INVOLVED WITH THIS BOAT

AND THEN DECIDE
FIVE YEARS DOWN THE ROAD

THAT THERE'S SOME
OTHER OPPORTUNITY,

AND THEN YOU GUYS GET
ALL PISSED OFF AT ME.

THE OTHER SIDE
OF THE THING,

WE DON'T WANT TO SPEND
FIVE YEARS PAYING YOU MONEY

AND THEN NOT HAVE YOU
BE INVOLVED.

I DON'T WANT TO GET
FULLY INVOLVED IN THIS BOAT --

YOU LOOK OUT
FOR THIS BOAT FIRST.

YOU HEAR ME?
DO YOU HEAR ME?

YEAH, I HEAR YOU.

Narrator: FOR SCOTTY, FOLLOWING
IN HIS FATHER'S FOOTSTEPS

MAY COME AT TOO HIGH A COST.

I DON'T WANT TO BE [BLEEP]
55 YEARS OLD,

NO RETIREMENT,
NO [BLEEP] BENNIES, NO NOTHING,

GOING "[BLEEP]
I'M A CRAB FISHERMAN."

I'LL BE ONE OF THOSE GUYS
IN THE [BLEEP] BAR --

MY FAMILY'S LEFT ME,
MY [BLEEP] KIDS HATE ME,

AND I'M GOING [BLEEP]

AND ALL I HAVE IS
[BLEEP] DRUNKEN BAR STORIES

TO TELL PEOPLE.

I DON'T WANT TO BE THAT GUY.
I WANT TO BE [BLEEP] SUCCESSFUL.

I WANT TO BE ABLE TO MAKE
A LOT OF MONEY AND BE SOMEBODY.

EVERYBODY SAYS
IT'S ABOUT MONEY OUT HERE.

IT'S A WAY OF LIFE.
WELL, IT AIN'T ABOUT LOVE.

IT'S SAD. [ SCOFFS ]

Narrator: JOHNATHAN'S SON JUST
COMPLETED HIS FIRST FISHING TRIP

SINCE HE WAS 22,

AND ALREADY THE PRESSURE IS ON
TO COMMIT TO A LIFETIME.

Scott: EVER SINCE I WAS A LITTLE
KID, I'VE BEEN OUT HERE FISHING,

HANGING OUT,
ME BEING A PART OF THE BOYS.

I THINK SCOTT'S DOING GREAT.

HE STARTED OUT
A LITTLE BIT SLOW.

BUT, MAN, HE'S JUST RACKING.

HE'S RIPPING THE BUOYS
RIGHT THROUGH THE BLOCK.

YEAH, BABY.

A LOT OF GRINDING BAIT,
A LOT OF HAULING,

LOT OF SETTING, LOT OF STACKING.

A LONG WAYS TO GO.

IT'S A CRAZY LIFE,
THAT'S FOR SURE.

I JUST DON'T KNOW IF I WANT
TO DRAG THEM THROUGH IT OR NOT.

WHAT'S ALL THAT MONEY WORTH

IF YOU CAN'T ENJOY IT
WITH YOUR FAMILY?

IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT ME ANYMORE.

Narrator: FOR JOHNATHAN,

DREAMS OF KEEPING THE 80-YEAR
HILLSTRAND LEGACY ALIVE

ARE FADING FAST.

BUT HIS SON HAS ALREADY
MADE UP HIS MIND.

THEY DON'T REALLY NEED ME.

THINK THEY'LL BE ABLE
TO HANDLE IT WITHOUT ME.

ALL I AM IS MONEY
OUT OF THEIR POCKETS.

Johnathan:
SO YOU'RE TAKING OFF?

YEP, I'M OUT OF HERE.
I'VE GOT A PLANE TO CATCH.

GOT A HALF-HOUR
TO GET THERE.

GOT TO DO
WHAT YOU GOT TO DO.

LOVE YOU, MAN.
TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF OUT HERE.

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING.
AND, UH...

SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

LOVE YOU, MAN.
TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF OUT HERE.

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING.
AND SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

Narrator:
FOR JOHNATHAN HILLSTRAND,

THIS SEASON WILL BE REMEMBERED
BY SECOND CHANCES.

WHEN HIS SON SCOTTY
JOINED THE BOAT,

HE WAS GIVEN THE CHANCE
TO BE A DAD AGAIN.

Johnathan:
I HAVEN'T SPENT THIS MUCH TIME
WITH MY KID IN A LONG TIME.

I SEE HIM A DAY HERE,
FOR DINNER THERE.

I DON'T SEE HIM MUCH ANYMORE.
IT'S PRETTY NICE.

LAST TIME I HAD HIM
OUT ON THE BOAT,

WE GOT A LOT OF CATCHING UP,
DID A LOT OF TALKING.

SO PRETTY GOOD --
PRETTY COOL SEEING MY KID.

Narrator: IT WAS THREE DAYS
BEFORE THE SEASON.

THE TIME BANDIT BOYS COULDN'T
HAVE BEEN IN BETTER SPIRITS.

FORTUNE WAS ON THE HORIZON,
AND THE FAMILY WAS UNITED.

[ LAUGHING ]

Man: ALLOWED
TO HAVE FISTFIGHTS?

Long: WE'RE HAVING
OUR HALLOWEEN PARTY TONIGHT.

WHO KNOWS WHEN WE'RE
GONNA BE BACK, YOU KNOW.

SO JOHNATHAN APPARENTLY BROUGHT
UP A PLETHORA OF COSTUMES.

I LIKE THE TRASH-CAN GUY.

Narrator: JOHNATHAN'S PLAN
WAS TO GET THE HILLSTRAND CLAN

AND COMPANY SUITED UP,

THEN HIT THE LOCAL PUB FOR SOME
SELF-INFLICTED HUMILIATION.

GOT TO WORK FOR AN HOUR
OR YOU'RE FIRED.

JOHNATHAN HILLSTRAND.

PUT A BIG TOWEL IN YOUR CROTCH
OR SOMETHING.

[ LAUGHS ]

FIRST THING I'M GONNA DO
IS WALK IN,

I'M GONNA HAND
EACH WAITRESS $100

AND SAY, "SORRY FOR WHAT'S GONNA
HAPPEN TONIGHT."

[ LAUGHTER ]

THEY'RE LAUGHING DOWN THERE.
HEAR THEM.

[ LAUGHING ]

GET UP HERE [BLEEP]

[ LAUGHING ]

WAIT TILL YOU SEE EDDIE.

OH, MY GOD, LOOK AT HIM.

[ LAUGHTER ]

DID YOU STUFF YOUR CROTCH?

[ LAUGHTER ]

I'M GONNA CRY.
I'M GONNA CRY.

YOU CAN ROB US OF OUR HALLOWEEN,

BUT WE'RE GONNA
CELEBRATE IT ANYWAYS.

THAT'S PERFECT, DUDE.

DOUBLE-FISTED DRINKING TONIGHT.

IT'S THE MOST DANGEROUS JOB
IN THE WORLD.

[ LAUGHS ]

Narrator:
THE MOTLEY TRICK-OR-TREATERS
HEADED INTO TOWN,

AND FOR THIS FAMILY REUNION,
DRINKS WERE ON THE CAPTAIN.

BUT WHEN JOHNATHAN WENT BACK TO
THE BOAT TO RETRIEVE HIS WALLET,

THINGS WENT SOUTH AND FAST.

[ WATER SPLASHES ]

Johnathan:
MAN OVERBOARD!

Man: YOU SEE HIM? I DON'T
SEE HIM! WHERE'S HE AT?!

Narrator:
JOHNATHAN TOOK A NOSEDIVE

BETWEEN THE DOCK
AND THE STEEL BOAT.

THE SKIPPER WAS TRAPPED
IN 38-DEGREE WATER

WEARING ONLY
HIS HALLOWEEN COSTUME.

A FIXED CAMERA ON THE DOCK
CAPTURED THE ACTION.

Man #2: LET'S GO, LET'S GO,
LET'S GO!

I GOT HIM.

WHOO!

YOU NEVER DID THAT BEFORE.

WHOO!

GET THAT ON TAPE?

I WAS UNDERWATER FOR LIKE
A SECOND AND A HALF, PROBABLY.

I SAW JOHN JUMP OUT
AND THEN JUMP,

BUT THEN THERE WAS NO JOHN
ON THE BOAT.

Johnathan: MAN OVERBOARD!

YOU SEE HIM? I DON'T SEE HIM!
WHERE'S HE AT?!

SHEA SAW HIM DISAPPEAR.

SHEA GOES, "HE FELL IN THE
WATER," AND SHEA JUMPED OUT.

AND THEN JOHNATHAN SAID,
"MAN OVERBOARD."

IF THAT WAS THE ARMY,
I'VE NEVER DONE --

THAT'S A GOOD [BLEEP] LESSON.

I DON'T WANT TO DO THAT [BLEEP]
KNOCK ON WOOD, MAN.

Johnathan:
I WENT UNDER, LIKE, THIS FAR.

I HAD TO KICK LIKE FOUR TIMES
TO GET BACK UP.

I WAS HALFWAY UP
THAT PILING --

YOU WENT TO STEP ON THIS ONE,
YOU PUT YOUR FOOT THERE,

'CAUSE THERE'S
YOUR BOOT MARK -- BOOM!

I JUST WENT DOWN.
AND THEN I JUST MISSED THIS.

IT SUCKS DOWN THERE!
THAT'S [BLEEP] UP!

ALL OF A SUDDEN,
WHAT WAS A HAPPY EVENT

TURNED INTO A "GET YOUR
[BLEEP] TOGETHER" EVENT.

Narrator: CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN WAS
COLD, SHAKEN, AND HUMILIATED,

BUT LUCKY TO HAVE
A SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE.

Andy:
PEOPLE DON'T REALIZE --

THEY GO, "WHAT'S THE MOST
DANGEROUS JOB ON A CRAB BOAT?"

TRYING TO EVEN SET FOOT ON
A CRAB BOAT'S A DANGEROUS JOB.

Narrator: NOW WITH A NEWFOUND
RESPECT FOR MORTALITY,

JOHNATHAN FACES
AN EVEN LARGER REALIZATION.

HIS SON SCOTTY HAS CHOSEN
A DIFFERENT LIFE.

LITTLE GUY LEFT US.

275 MILES TO THE NORTH,

CAPTAIN PHIL
OF THE CORNELIA MARIE

ARRIVES AT THE TOP
OF HIS 25-POT STRING

HE SET WITHOUT KNOWLEDGE
OF THE GROUNDS

AND ANY HELP
FROM HIS FELLOW SKIPPERS.

Phil: WE'LL SEE
IF THERE'S ANYTHING HERE.

IF THERE ISN'T, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THE HELL I'M GONNA DO.

HOPEFULLY, SOMETHING HAPPENS
RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW.

TWO CRAB.

BARELY ENOUGH FOR A CRAB SALAD.

Man: STILL LOOKING SAD.

Narrator:
IF THE MEAGER POTS CONTINUE,

THE DELIVERY WILL BE SHORT
30,000 POUNDS,

AND PHIL'S PAYOUT WILL BARELY
COVER FUEL EXPENSES,

MEANING MORE TIME
GRINDING ON LOUSY FISHING.

6 LONELY CRABS.
I CAN [BLEEP] COUNT THEM.

I CAN NAME THEM.

AT ABOUT AN 18-HOUR SOAK,

WE'RE NOT SEEING ANY KIND
OF NUMBERS AT ALL.

SO THIS AREA'S DEAD.

WE NEED TO GET SQUARED AWAY,
GET ON SOME CRAB NOW.

Narrator: THE CORNELIA MARIE'S
FIRST 25-POT STRING

HAS PUT ON LESS THAN 100 CRAB.

IT'S HEARTBREAKING, YOU KNOW,
TO SPEND ALL THAT TIME

AND EFFORT AND...

YOU GOT TO JUST DO THE BEST
YOU CAN DO,

AND I DON'T FEEL LIKE I'VE
PERFORMED LIKE I SHOULD HAVE.

Narrator:
PHIL'S OLDEST SON, JOSH,

HEADS TO THE WHEELHOUSE
TO CHECK IN ON DAD.

EVERY POT THAT YOU SET
CAN'T BE FILLED TO THE TOP.

YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT?

YEAH.

GENERALLY, THAT'S HAPPENED,
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?

IT DOESN'T ALWAYS HAPPEN
TO EVERYBODY.

BUT I'LL TELL YOU WHAT --
TOMORROW'S GONNA BE A GOOD DAY.

I'M GONNA DO SOMETHING.
IT'S GONNA BRING US SOME LUCK.

[ RAZOR WHIRRING ]

THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE
AN OFFERING TO THE CRAB GODS.

SO THERE BETTER BE SOME CRABS
IN OUR POTS

WHEN I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING.

HAVING AN ENGINEER CUT MY HAIR
IN 20-PLUS SEAS.

Narrator: JOSH'S HOPE
IS THAT HIS SACRIFICE

WILL STUFF THE TANKS WITH CRAB

BEFORE HIS DAD SELF-DESTRUCTS
FROM STRESS.

[ THUDDING ]

THAT TOOK SOME OFF,
RIGHT THERE.

OOPS.

WHAT? WHAT?

[ LAUGHTER ]

WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED
OVER HERE?

WHO'S NEXT?

IF THIS GETS US ON THE CRAB,
WE'LL MAKE THIS A SEASON RITUAL.

IF IT DOESN'T, I'M GONNA BE
PISSED AT THE CRAB GODS.

YES, BABY! RIGHT ON.

Narrator: COMING UP...

THROW AN EXTRA BAG
IN THESE POTS.

...A GREENHORN MUTINY...

WHAT MOI MIGHT NOT REALIZE

IS HE MIGHT BE BRINGING
A WORLD OF PAIN ON HIMSELF.

HAVE TO STRAIGHTEN HIS [BLEEP]
ASS OUT RIGHT AWAY.

Narrator: 300 MILES TO THE NORTH
OF DUTCH HARBOR,

CAPTAIN KEITH OF THE WIZARD

NEARS THE END OF
THE 55-POT MAN-KILLER STRING.

ABOUT 9 MILES' WORTH
OF JUST PURE HAULING GEAR,

START TO FINISH.

BY THE TIME YOU'RE DONE, YOU'VE
ACCOMPLISHED A TON OF WORK,

BUT THE GUYS ARE ABSOLUTELY
BEAT TO HELL.

MY LEFT HAND IS...

REALLY HURTING PRETTY BAD.

Leveen: EXHAUSTION.

YOU FIND THAT WALL
AND YOU BEAT AGAINST IT,

YOU KNOCK IT DOWN
UNTIL THE NEXT ONE COMES.

HUSTLE UP, KID!

WHAT ARE WE DOING OUT THERE?

JASON -- HE'S KIND OF
RUNNING AROUND, STILL,

WITH HIS HEAD CUT OFF.

Man: GET IT! GOOD!

DEAD FISH AND LOTS OF CRAB.

Narrator: AFTER A BACKBREAKING
TWO-DAY GRIND,

JASON MOI IS BARELY HANGING ON.

Moilanen: SOPER SHOWS ME ONE WAY
TO DO SOMETHING --

MONTE COMES DOWN AND SHOWS ME
ANOTHER WAY

TO DO THE SAME [BLEEP] THING.

WOULD I RATHER MOI NOT COMPLAIN?

YEAH, I'D RATHER HEAR NOTHING.

I'D RATHER HE JUST SHUTS UP
AND DOES THE WORK.

I'M COLD, SWEATY, SOAKING WET.

I'M BARELY HOLDING ON
AS WE'RE SPEAKING RIGHT NOW.

SO...

I THINK THERE'S
A DEFINITE POSSIBILITY

THAT MOI MAY HAVE HAD ENOUGH.

HE'S GONNA GET THROUGH IT,

BUT IS HE GONNA TRY AND GET
THROUGH THE WHOLE THING,

OR IS HE JUST GONNA TRY
AND GET THROUGH THIS TRIP?

I DON'T KNOW.

Narrator: WITH JUST 15 POTS
LEFT, MOI IS BONE TIRED,

A ZOMBIE, JUST GOING
THROUGH THE MOTIONS.

NOT A GOOD IDEA ON THE DECK
OF A CRAB BOAT.

WATCH YOUR HANDS.

[ CLANGS ]

SO GLAD THIS SET'S DONE.

MY HAND...

HURTS.

Narrator: ON THE STEAM BACK
TO HIS FIRST STRING,

KEITH GOES TO THE GALLEY
TO CHECK ON HIS GREENHORN.

YEAH. HEY.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO
ABOUT THAT FINGER, MAN.

YOU NEED TO RELIEVE
THAT PRESSURE ON THAT THING.

IT'S GETTING WORSE
BY THE MINUTE.

IT'S A NASTY BASH BUT NOTHING
SPECIAL ON A CRAB BOAT.

HIS ENTIRE BACK'S JUST A BUNCH
OF DOTS AND BRUISES.

THAT'S NOT NEW.

NOPE.

[ LAUGHING ]

EVERY TRIP,
GUYS GET BANGED UP OUT HERE.

LITTLE BRUISES.

EVERY TRIP,
SOMEBODY HAS SOMETHING.

Narrator: KEITH HAS A REMEDY
FOR MOI'S FINGER,

BUT IT WON'T BE PRETTY
OR PAINLESS.

IT'S BARELY GETTING
RED, MAN.

YOU WANT THAT THING
TO JUST BE WHITE HOT.

OW!

THERE YOU GO.
THAT'LL DO IT.

[ INHALING SHARPLY ]

YEAH, GET THAT
OUT OF THERE. WHOA!

AHH!

YOU CAN GO AHEAD
AND DO IT AGAIN.

GIVE HER ANOTHER SQUEEZE.

AHH.

BET THAT FEELS GOOD NOW,
DOESN'T IT?

WELL, NOT YET,
BUT IT WILL.

Narrator: MOI HAS YET TO IMPRESS
THE SKIPPER WITH HIS DECK WORK,

BUT HE DOES PROVE
HE MAY HAVE SOME GUTS.

[ SQUISHING ]

RIGHT ON, MAN.
YOU'RE A TOUGH GUY.

THAT WAS IMPRESSIVE.

SHOULD HAVE GIVEN YOU A SHOT
OF WHISKEY FIRST.

FIRST TRIP'S
ALWAYS THE HARDEST.

AND THE FIRST YEAR'S
GONNA BE YOUR HARDEST YEAR.

AND AFTER THAT,
IT JUST GETS EASIER.

THE WORK DOESN'T GET
ANY EASIER,

THE DAYS DON'T GET
ANY SHORTER,

BUT AS YOU LEARN WHAT YOU NEED
TO DO OUT THERE

AND YOU START TO WORK
WITH THE OTHER GUYS,

IT JUST GETS EASIER.

JASON'S REAL TEST
WILL COME IN 24 HOURS

WHEN THEY GO THROUGH
ALL 300 POTS AGAIN.

Narrator: 217 MILES NORTHEAST
OF DUTCH HARBOR...

THE NORTHWESTERN'S DECK IS
NOW 39 HOURS WITHOUT A BREAK.

AND CAPTAIN SIG HAS NO PLANS
OF STOPPING.

Sig: WE'RE GONNA GO
THROUGH THESE POTS.

I DON'T CARE WHAT.

AND I KNOW THE GUYS
ARE GONNA WANT A NAP.

I CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE I WANT
TO KNOW WHAT'S IN THESE POTS,

AND IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS,
AND THAT'S THE TRUTH.

Narrator:
AND, TO BOOT, SIG IS TAKING
EDGAR'S CHALLENGE PERSONALLY

AND WILL STOP AT NOTHING

TO PROVE THE SKIPPER
CAN'T BE OUTWORKED.

THREE HOURS LATER,
THE CREW IS BARELY HANGING ON.

Edgar:
SAME THING OVER AND OVER AND
OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

JUST GO NUMB AND...

POT TO POT TO POT.

YOU'RE JUST A ROBOT -- PERIOD.

Narrator:
BUT IN THE WHEELHOUSE,

SIG IS FADING FAST AND LOOKING
FOR EDGAR TO CRY UNCLE.

ARE YOU STILL MOTIVATED?

[BLEEP] STUPID.
EDGAR'S JUST BEING A [BLEEP]

HE'S ASKING US IF WE'RE TIRED
TO JUSTIFY HIM GOING TO BED.

I'M HANDLING IT VERY WELL.

IF HE'S NOT TIRED,
THEY'RE GONNA ALL GET IT.

FINE.

HE'S GETTING TIRED.
HE'S GETTING MAD.

HE'S GONNA HAVE A CONNIPTION FIT
PROBABLY ABOUT 10 MINUTES.

YEAH.

HE'S SO STUPID.

GOT THE BRAINS
OF A [BLEEP] PEA.

Narrator: WITH SIG SHOWING SIGNS
OF BREAKING,

THE DECK BEGINS ANOTHER
ALL-NIGHT RALLY.

THE SUN RISES,

AND THE TIME BANDIT IS FINISHED
WITH HER OFF-LOAD,

BUT THEY'RE ONE
CREW MEMBER DOWN.

SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

LAST NIGHT, JOHNATHAN'S SON
SCOTTY DECIDED TO JUMP SHIP.

Johnathan: SCOTT JUST CAME OUT
TO PROVE HIMSELF.

WE HATE HIS GUTS,
BUT, YEAH, IT'S COOL.

IT'S COOL.

YOU ALWAYS HATE SOMEBODY
WHEN THEY FLY HOME, BUT...

Long: WE'RE SHORT A GUY
ON DECK NOW. SCOTT'S LEFT.

THE WEEKEND-WARRIOR FISHERMAN.

SO, YEAH, NOW IT'S JUST
A MATTER --

WE'RE ALL GONNA HAVE TO PICK UP
THE EXTRA SLACK,

AND IT SUCKS, MAN.

IT PUTS US SHORTHANDED ON DECK.

NOT THAT WE CAN'T COVER IT,
YOU KNOW?

Narrator:
ADDING INJURY TO INSULT,

EDDIE'S WORKED ALL SEASON LONG
ON A BAD ANKLE,

AND NOW IT'S GOTTEN SO BAD,
HE'S BARELY ABLE TO WALK.

SEE IF WE HAVE TO TAKE HIM
TO THE CLINIC.

HOW'S THE FOOT COMING?

YOU FEEL THAT?

AAH!

[ Chuckling ]
YOU FEEL THAT?
AH. YEAH.

WALK ON IT FOR ME.

THAT'S PRETTY GOOD.

ALL RIGHT, HOPPY.

Narrator:
WITH JUST FOUR HOURS BEFORE
STEAMING TO THE CRAB GROUNDS,

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN TAKES EDDIE
TO THE EMERGENCY CLINIC

FOR AN X-RAY.

IF IT'S BROKEN...

I'LL BE ALL RIGHT.

Johnathan: YEAH, HE'S TOUGH.
HE WON'T EVEN SAY HE HURTS.

BUT HE DON'T WANT TO LOSE
HIS JOB, EITHER.

NO, I DON'T.

YOU HAVE A LOT OF PAIN?

YEAH, IT'S -- YEAH.

IT'S JUST SORE.

EVEN HIS TOES ARE BRUISED.

YEAH, IT'S PRETTY BAD
IF THE TOES --

ALL THE TOES ARE BLACK
AND BLUE, THE ANKLE.

PRETTY SWOLLEN, HUH?

ANYTHING UP HERE
THAT BOTHERS YOU?

WAS THERE ANY NUMBNESS
OR TINGLING AT ALL?

NO, JUST IN
EXCRUCIATING PAIN.

SIT DOWN ON TOP
OF THAT TABLE, PLEASE.

Uwekoolani:
I'M 42 YEARS OLD.

I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY MORE YEARS
I CAN DO THIS.

I'LL HAVE TO RETIRE,
WHICH I'M NOT READY TO.

STILL YOUNG AT HEART.

Narrator:
EDDIE WANTS TO FISH,

BUT WORKING ON DECK
WITH A SERIOUS INJURY

COULD PUT HIM
AND THE OTHER GUYS AT RISK.

WE'LL SEE WHAT THE DOCTOR SAYS.

YOU GOT TO DO
WHAT THE DOCTOR SAYS.

Narrator:
WITH SCOTTY GONE,

JOHNATHAN IS QUICKLY RUNNING OUT
OF DECKHANDS.

A WEEK AGO, WE HAD TOO MANY.
NOW WE MIGHT NOT HAVE ENOUGH.

RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU HAVE
A CHIP OFF OF YOUR ANKLE.

I DON'T KNOW.

YOU SHOULD RAISE
YOUR HAND.

I WANT TO PUT YOU
IN A CAST BOOT,

AND I'M GONNA TALK
TO THE PHYSICAL THERAPIST.

BECAUSE ONCE
YOU'VE DONE THIS,

IT'S GONNA HAPPEN
AGAIN, OKAY?

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

EDDIE'S CHOICE IS TOUGH --
LOSE THE REST OF THE SEASON

OR MAYBE THE REST
OF HIS FISHING CAREER.

JUST HOPE IT DON'T [BLEEP]
ME UP FOR OPIES.

I DON'T WANT TO HEAR
WHAT JOHN'S GONNA SAY.

I KNOW WHAT HE'LL SAY.
"YOU GOT TO GO HOME."

I DON'T WANT TO.

HE HAS THE ULTIMATE CHOICE.
HE'S MY SKIPPER, SO...

[ GRUNTS ]

I DO HAVE A FRACTURE.
A SMALL ONE.

SMALL FRACTURE. OKAY.
SO WHAT'D THE DOCTOR SAY?

TAKE --

DON'T USE YOUR FOOT.

IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE
YOU CAN GO OUT ON DECK
WITH THAT, DOES IT?

Johnathan:
I'M CONCERNED FOR EDDIE THAT
HE DOESN'T GET HURT ANY WORSE,

BUT I DON'T WANT TO SEE HIM
GO HOME AND NOT FISH.

SO I GOT TO TALK
WITH MY BROTHERS,

BUT I THINK WE'RE GONNA KEEP HIM
ON THE BOAT.

HE CAN DO CERTAIN THINGS.

I HAVE TO REALLY THINK
ABOUT THIS.

Narrator:
COMING UP ON "DEADLIEST CATCH,"

A GREENHORN'S SACRIFICE
IS TESTED,

AS WELL AS A SKIPPER'S
WILLPOWER.

[BLEEP]

WITH FULL POTS
AND A TIRED CREW,

THE NORTHWESTERN IS GAINING
ON THE WIZARD'S NUMBERS.

Narrator: 217 MILES TO
THE NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR,

ON THE NORTHWESTERN,

A BATTLE OF WILLS BETWEEN
TWO BROTHERS RAGES ON.

THE CREW'S BEEN GRINDING
FOR 47 STRAIGHT HOURS

IN A CONTEST FOR LAST MAN
STANDING --

CAPTAIN SIG...

QUITE HONESTLY, THE LONGER
YOU WORK, THE BETTER I FEEL.

...OR LITTLE BROTHER EDGAR.

GUARANTEE YOU HE'S GONNA SNAP
BEFORE I DO.

THIS IS JUST A WASTE OF TIME,
YOU KNOW?

WE'VE BEEN GOING FOR A WHILE.
SURE, WE'RE ALL A LITTLE TIRED.

LITTLE ZOMBIE LAND.
NOT SURE WHAT SIG'S GONNA DO.

STUPID.

Narrator: THE CREW MAY BE
AT THE END OF THEIR ROPE,

BUT THEY REFUSE TO LET SIG
GET THE BEST OF THEM.

ANIMAL FISHING.

[ Slurring ] I JUST...
I DON'T KNOW.

ROBOT.

DEFINITELY ROBOT TIME RIGHT NOW.

THAT'S FINE.

EDGAR CAN STAY OUT THERE
AND [BLEEP] FREEZE

FOR ALL I GIVE A [BLEEP]

[ LAUGHING ]

JUST TO BE DIFFERENT
AND STUBBORN.

LAST TWO POTS WAS 48 AND 58.

Edgar: ACT A LITTLE MORE
EXCITED NOW, WILL YOU?

I AM EXCITED.

DUDE, LAST TWO POTS
WAS 48 AND 58!

60! AAH!

Narrator:
FINALLY, AFTER NODDING OFF,
SIG ASKS FOR A TRUCE.

COME ON, YOU DIRTY...

WHAT THE HELL
YOU WANT TO DO?

Edgar: SOUNDS LIKE HE'S GETTING
A LITTLE TIRED.

WE BROKE THE SKIPPER.
THAT'S AWESOME.

IT'S NOT OFTEN THAT HAPPENS.

[BLEEP] [BLEEP]

Narrator: 275 MILES NORTH
OF DUTCH HARBOR

IS THE 128-FOOT CORNELIA MARIE.

OH, BABY!

CAPTAIN PHIL'S JOGGED
FOR 12 HOURS

IN AN ATTEMPT TO GIVE THE POTS
AMPLE SOAK TIME.

Phil: I WANT TO GET THIS TRIP
OVER WITH.

JUST KIND OF DISGUSTED
AT THE MOMENT.

I NEED A NEW START.

I DON'T KNOW, BUT I NEED TO GET
THE BAD JUJU OFF ME.

WE'RE GONNA PUT THIS MOHAWK
TO THE TEST.

COME ON. I WANT TO SEE IT
BEFORE WE GET GOING HERE.

JOSHUA, PULL YOUR HAT OFF.

YEAH, PULL YOUR HAT OFF.

Man: DO IT.

[BLEEP]

FOR YOU, BUDDY!

[ GRUNTING ]

THAT'S HOW WE ROLL.

LOOK AT YOU GUYS.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY DID THAT.

WE'LL DO IT, DUDE.
WE'RE GONNA DO THIS.

WE'RE GONNA DO IT RIGHT.

Man:
YOU GOT IT, BABY!

Johnathan: IF IT CHANGED
OUR LUCK, THAT'S GOOD.

I BELIEVE IN THAT KIND OF STUFF.

THE AVERAGE IS PROBABLY 10.

Narrator:
A SMALL IMPROVEMENT,

BUT THESE NUMBERS AREN'T CLOSE
TO WHAT PHIL NEEDS

TO STUFF HIS TANKS IN TIME
FOR HIS OFF-LOAD.

WE MISSED THEM.
PLAIN AND SIMPLE.

THEY WEREN'T HERE.

WE HAD LIKE 230 CRAB
OUT OF 25 POTS.

THAT'S A 9-CRAB AVERAGE.
THAT AIN'T GONNA CUT IT.

I JUST FEEL SCREWED UP,
AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.

I DON'T FEEL LIKE
I'VE GOT A GAME PLAN.

Narrator: HE'LL NEED A PLAN
THAT PAYS OFF SOON.

IT'S CLEAR THAT SUPERSTITIOUS
OFFERINGS AREN'T ENOUGH

TO BREAK THE CORNELIA MARIE'S
THREE-WEEK LOSING STREAK.

Johnathan: WE'RE GONNA START
HEADING TOWARDS DUTCH.

GO IN, REGROUP...

DON'T BE LATE FOR UNLOADING.

Narrator: ON THE NEXT EPISODE
OF "DEADLIEST CATCH"...

PUT SOME CRAB
ON THIS [BLEEP] BOAT!

...MOTHER NATURE
SPANKS THE FLEET

WITH THE SEASON'S WORST WEATHER.

HURRICANE-FORCE WINDS!

[ BELL RINGING ]

TEMPERS WILL FLARE.

FISH.

NO, I DON'T WANT TO ASK
ANYBODY ANYTHING!

Narrator: ...AND A GREENHORN
TAKES A STAND...

YOU CAN BREAK THESE GUYS
SO EASY.

...FOR GLORY, PRIDE,
AND SURVIVAL

ON THE "DEADLIEST CATCH."