Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 4, Episode 8 - No Season for Old Men - full transcript

Narrator:
AFTER BATTLING THE BERING SEA

FOR NEARLY TWO MONTHS,

CAPTAINS AND CREW
ARE JUST HOURS

FROM FINISHING
THEIR KING CRAB ODYSSEY.

OH, YEAH!
OH, BABY!

HOLD ON!

TAKE THAT CROWBAR TO MY LEGS,
SEND ME HOME.

[ CAWING ]
THE SEASON BEGAN WITH AN OMEN.

Man:
NORTHWEST WIND 40 KNOTS.

SEAS 21 FEET.

[ WIND GUSTS,
ALARM RINGING ]



Man: WE JUST TOOK A GIANT WAVE!
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

EVERY MAN WOULD BE TESTED
IN EVERY WAY.

IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT,
GET THE HELL OFF.

Narrator:
WEEKS OF RELENTLESS STORMS...

HURRICANE-FORCE WINDS.

Narrator:
...RELENTLESS PAIN...

Keith:
YOU FEEL THAT?

AAH! YEAH.

...AND RELENTLESS WORK...

ARE YOU STILL MOTIVATED?

Narrator:
...BATTERED BOATS...

Man: WHOA!

...AND BATTERED CREWS...

[BLEEP]



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

...RAGED THROUGH
THEIR BREAKING POINTS.

NOW WITH JUST 72 HOURS LEFT,

THE HUNT CONTINUES
FOR THE DEADLIEST CATCH.

[ MID-TEMPO ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ]

WITH THE END IN SIGHT,

EXHAUSTED GREENHORNS HAVE
JUST THREE DAYS

TO PROVE THEMSELVES
AND LOCK IN THEIR BERTHS

FOR THE UPCOMING
OPILIO CRAB SEASON.

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET
FOR BEING A GREENHORN.

SEE, HE'S KEEPING HIS MOUTH
SHUT, JUST LIKE HE SHOULD.

MY BIG GOAL RIGHT NOW

IS TO BE INVITED BACK
TO COME BACK AND FISH OPIES.

I'LL FIGHT THROUGH THE BATTLE
AND FINISH THE JOB.

AND THEN WE'LL HEAD FOR HOME
WHEN THE TIME'S RIGHT.

Anderson: OH, I AM JUST RUNNING
ON EMPTY.

GIVING THEM ALL I GOT.

IT'S ALMOST TIME TO GO HOME.

Narrator: BUT THE GREENHORN
GRIND PALES IN COMPARISON

TO THE BATTLE THAT REMAINS
FOR THE CAPTAINS.

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

Narrator: THE KING CRAB
HAVE BEEN ELUSIVE THIS YEAR,

DRAGGING OUT
EACH BOAT'S TIME AT SEA.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE I'M GOING
WITH THIS. I REALLY DON'T.

THERE'S NO CRAB IN THIS STRING.

DON'T SEE HOW I CAN BLOW THIS
THIS BAD.

Narrator: THE BATTLE-TORN
SKIPPERS ARE A FAR CRY

FROM THE BOLD GANG
THAT ASSEMBLED IN DUTCH HARBOR

BEFORE THE START
OF THE SEASON.

[ LAUGHTER ]

WELL, HOW ABOUT
SIPPING A DRINK?

BACK THEN,

GLORY WAS ABOUT BESTING THE MAN
SITTING NEXT TO THEM.

ALL RIGHT,
IS THAT THE BET, THEN?

WE CALL IT
BEFORE WE HAUL IT?

THEY WAGERED 100 BUCKS APIECE

TO SEE WHO COULD PULL THE MOST
CRAB IN A STRING OF POTS.

Man:
FOR OPIES, WE'LL SETTLE UP.

RIGHT BEFORE WE GO OUT
FOR OPIES, WE'LL SETTLE UP.

Johnathan: RIGHT BEFORE OPIES,
LET'S SETTLE UP.

EACH WEEK,

THE SKIPPERS DESIGNATED
A 25-POT CAPTAIN'S STRING.

MAYBE I'LL MAKE ONE OF THESE
THE STRING OF THE WEEK.

Narrator: THE CAPTAIN'S STRING

PULLING THE HIGHEST NUMBER
OF CRAB PER POT

WOULD BE THAT WEEK'S WINNER.

Johnathan: THIS IS MY SKIPPER
STRING NO MATTER WHAT.

THIS IS THE ONE WE PICKED.

AND I THINK IT'S GONNA BE
THE BEST CRAB I'VE SEEN.

YEAH!

I THINK WE'RE LOOKING
AT OUR STRING OF THE WEEK.

I WANT TO GET THESE ON,
PLAY THE GAME.

Narrator:
BUT IN THEIR EIGHTH WEEK,

MOST OF THE SKIPPERS HAVE
DROPPED OUT OF THE COMPETITION

DUE TO SLOW, UNEVEN FISHING.

[ LAUGHS ]

RIGHT NOW, I'M JUST TRYING
TO FIND A STRING TO SURVIVE ON.

I THINK WE'RE OUT OF THE RUNNING
FOR STRING OF THE WEEK.

OH, NO!

MAYBE WEAK STRING
OF THE WEEK.

Narrator:
ONLY TWO BOATS HAVE FOUGHT ON

TO CONTEND FOR BRAGGING RIGHTS
AND HIGHLINER STATUS...

WOW.
74. 74, BABY!

...THE WIZARD...

LET'S SEE IT, SOPER.
HE'S PRETTY HAPPY.

1-0-3.

WHOO-HOO!

Narrator:
...AND THE TIME BANDIT.

[ LAUGHS ]

Narrator: BACK IN DUTCH HARBOR
AFTER A QUICK OFF-LOAD,

TIME BANDIT CAPTAIN
JOHNATHAN HILLSTRAND

HEADS TO THE AIRPORT

TO PICK UP A REPLACEMENT HAND,
HIS SON SCOTT.

MY SON WENT HOME.
HIS WIFE WAS BITCHING HE'S GONE.

SHE WAS GONNA LEAVE HIM.

HE WENT HOME.

Narrator:
LESS THAN A MONTH AGO,

SCOTT TOLD HIS DAD
HE WAS DONE WITH FISHING.

IT WAS HOME AND HIS OWN SON
THAT NEEDED MORE ATTENTION.

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

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

DO WHAT YOU GOT TO DO.
LOVE YOU, MAN.

Narrator: BUT WHEN
JOHNATHAN'S BROTHER ANDY

HAD TO LEAVE THE BOAT
TO ATTEND TO FAMILY BUSINESS,

SCOTT DECIDED TO HELP
THE OLD MAN OUT

AND FLEW BACK TO DUTCH
FOR A SECOND TIME THIS SEASON.

LOOKING FORWARD
TO SEEING HIM AGAIN.

LET'S GO GET HIM.

[ LAUGHS ]
ALL RIGHT, YOU MADE IT, MAN.

WHAT'S GOING ON,
BUDDY?

GOOD TO SEE YOU, MAN.
WE NEED YOU, MAN.

GLAD TO BE HERE.
REAL GOOD.

GLAD TO BE HERE.

Narrator:
NOW REUNITED WITH HIS SON,

JOHNATHAN HEADS
TOWARDS THE CRAB GROUNDS.

SCOTT JOINS HIS DAD
FOR HIS FINAL CAPTAIN'S STRING

THAT'S BEEN SOAKING
FOR 48 HOURS.

IT'S A STRING
THAT COULD DETERMINE

THE WINNER FOR THE SEASON.

[ CHEERING ]

YEAH!

[ LAUGHS ]

Narrator: COMING UP...
A POT-FOR-POT SLUGFEST.

135!

148!

THE ROUT IS ON.

Narrator: 265 MILES TO THE
NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR,

JOHNATHAN HILLSTRAND
ON THE TIME BANDIT

AND KEITH COLBURN
ON THE WIZARD

APPROACH THEIR FINAL
CAPTAIN'S STRINGS.

WITH HIS SON'S CHANGE OF HEART
AND POTS SET ON RICH GROUNDS,

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN
IS IN HIGH SPIRITS.

Johnathan:
WHEN A KID WILL STAND UP,
YOU KNOW, JUST COME FLYING OUT,

DROP EVERYTHING, TELL HIS WIFE,
"HEY, I GOT TO GO" --

BUT HE CAME RIGHT OUT,
SO THAT'S HUGE RIGHT THERE,

FOR ME AND ANDY AND NEAL,
ALL OF US,

TO SEE THAT HE'LL FLY THE
[BLEEP] RIGHT OUT IF WE NEED HIM

AND TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS.

IT WAS PRETTY NICE.

THE LAST TIME I HAD HIM
OUT ON THE BOAT,

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

IT'S ALL PRETTY GOOD --
PRETTY COOL SEEING MY KID.

HE'S A GOOD GUY
TO HANG OUT WITH.

HE'S CLEAN,
HE WORKS HARD, NO [BLEEP] GUY --

JUST A GOOD GUY
TO HANG OUT WITH.

Scott: IT'S SOMETHING
THAT I REALLY WANTED TO DO.

NOT ONLY DO I HAVE MY DAD,
BUT I HAVE TWO OTHER UNCLES.

THEY'VE ALL BEEN
KIND OF FATHER FIGURES TO ME.

THAT I CAN SHARE THIS
WITH MY SON, MAN,

IS JUST PHENOMENAL.

[ Imitating pirate ]
BRING ME THE BROWN PANTS!

[ LAUGHTER ]

Narrator: NOW, AFTER WEEKS
DIALING INTO THE CRAB GROUNDS,

JOHNATHAN PULLS UP TO THE FIRST
POT OF HIS CAPTAIN'S STRING.

THE PIRATE WAY --

TAKE 'EM ALL FOR OURSELVES
AND LEAVE NOTHING FOR NOBODY.

[ Normal voice ]
COMING OUT. I'M COMING OUT.

THAT'S GOOD!

WHOO-HOO!

YEAH, BABY!
WHOO!

YEAH, BABY!

YEAH, BABY!

[ LAUGHS ]

Narrator: 86 CRAB --
IT'S A KILLER START.

AND IT'S 26 CRAB HIGHER

THAN HIS SEASONAL
CAPTAIN'S-STRING AVERAGE

OF 60 KEEPERS PER POT.

IF JOHNATHAN'S NUMBERS KEEP UP,

HE'LL GAIN A GOOD LEAD
ON HIS RIVAL.

BUT 80 MILES TO THE SOUTHWEST,
WIZARD CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN

IS BITING AT THE HEELS
OF THE TIME BANDIT.

Keith: RIGHT ON.
POT'S IN THE BLOCK.

RIGHT ON, GUYS.

CAPTAIN'S STRING.

Man: WHOO-HOO-HOO!

THAT'S A SERIOUS POT
OF CRAB THERE.

YEAH!
LET'S GO HIGH!

THEY WON'T
EVEN COME OUT!

HERE COMES SOPER'S COUNT.

LET'S SEE IT, SOPER.
HE'S PRETTY HAPPY.

1-0-3.

[ LAUGHS ]
WHOO-HOO!

103.

YES, THE ROUT IS ON.

Narrator:
A DUEL TO THE FINISH BEGINS.

ISN'T THAT
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING

YOU'VE EVER FREAKIN' SEEN
IN YOUR WHOLE DAMN LIFE?

[ LAUGHS ]

117.

SO, WE GOT THEM!

[ LAUGHS ]
WHOO!

[ LAUGHS ]

WHAT?!

135!

WOW.
135 KEEPERS IN THAT POT.

Narrator: THE BOATS ARE
IN A CRAB-FOR-CRAB STREET FIGHT.

AT THIS RATE, IT MAY COME DOWN
TO THE LAST POT.

[ BIRDS CAWING ]

180 MILES NORTH OF DUTCH HARBOR

IS THE 125-FOOT NORTHWESTERN.

CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN'S NUMBERS

HAVE BEEN CONSISTENT
THROUGH THIS KING CRAB SEASON...

...CONSISTENTLY MEDIOCRE.

THIS LAST STRING THAT I'M ON
DIDN'T REALLY PRODUCE AS MUCH.

MIGHT AS WELL JUST GRIND IT OUT
TO THE BITTER END, YOU KNOW,

GET HER FULL AND GO IN KNOWING
THAT YOU DID YOUR BEST.

IT'S CRAZY.

IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS.

Narrator: NOW DOWN TO WHAT HE
HOPES WILL BE HIS LAST STRING,

THE NORWEGIAN HEAVY HITTER

IS JUST LOOKING
FOR A SOLID BASE HIT

TO END A LACKLUSTER SEASON.

YOU KNOW,
IF WE HAD A 30-PLUS AVERAGE,

I THINK WE'D GET IT
FAIRLY EASILY.

BUT RIGHT NOW IT'S GONNA BE KIND
OF NIP-AND-TUCK TO THE END.

WE'RE REAL CLOSE
TO BEING FULL RIGHT NOW.

LET'S JUST SEE IF WE CAN'T GET
THOSE TANKS COMPLETELY FULL.

Narrator:
SIG'S CREW HAS BEEN GRINDING

20 HOURS A DAY
FOR THE LAST WEEK,

HOPING THAT THIS NEXT STRING
WILL BE THEIR LAST.

LONG DAY.
WHAT TIME DID WE GET UP?

I DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHAT TIME WE GOT UP.

8:00 MAYBE?

WHAT?
8:00?

IT WAS LIKE 4:00 OR 5:00.

YOU MIGHT AS WELL SIGN YOURSELF
UP FOR A PRISON SENTENCE.

Sig: WE'VE BEEN GOING AT IT.
IT'S TIME TO GO HOME.

IT REALLY IS TIME FOR THESE GUYS
TO GO HOME.

THEY'VE EARNED
THEIR TICKET HOME BIG-TIME.

Narrator: THE UNDERSTATED

YET NEVERTHELESS APPRECIATIVE
SKIPPER

DOES SOME FIGURING.

AND THE NUMBERS ARE ADDING UP
TO GOOD NEWS FOR HIS WEARY CREW.

SO I'LL PULL
A COUPLE MORE HERE,

AND THEN I THINK THAT'LL BE IT.

Narrator: JUST TWO MORE POTS,

AND THE NORTHWESTERN'S
KING CRAB GRIND

WILL MERCIFULLY COME TO AN END.

WHOA!

AAH! [BLEEP]
WHAT THE [BLEEP] WAS THAT?!

THE BOAT ROLLS

JUST AS JAKE GRABS
FOR THE 12-POUND PICKING HOOK.

JAKE MISSES,

AND THE HOOK...

SLAMS INTO EDGAR'S HEAD
LIKE A SLEDGEHAMMER.

WHOA!
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
WAS THAT?!

Sig:
IT JUST GOES TO SHOW YOU

YOU'RE JUST DOING
YOUR EVERYDAY GRIND,

AND SOMETHING WILL POP UP
AND BITE YOU

LIKE A PICKING HOOK,
YOU KNOW?

IT'S ONE OF THOSE THINGS.

AND THAT'S WHY IT'S IMPORTANT
TO PAY ATTENTION.

IT'S NOT BLEEDING,
IS IT?

Man: OW!

WHAT "OW"?
WHY IS EVERYBODY SAYING "OW"?

OH, MY GOD!

Anderson: JUST MUST HAVE HIT
THE WRONG ROLL

AND [BLEEP] SWUNG
RIGHT IN HIS [BLEEP] HEAD.

THE BOAT ROLLED THIS WAY,

THE PICKING HOOK
CAME OUT OF THE BRIDLE, AND BAM!

WHOA!

AAH! [BLEEP]
WHAT THE [BLEEP] WAS THAT?!

OW. MY TEETH
ARE STILL RINGING.

I JUST DON'T LIKE THE FACT THAT
I CAN HURT MY BRO LIKE THAT.

THIS IS THE SOUND
IT MADE IN MY HEAD.

[ CLANG ]

THIS IS MY LOVE
FOR YOU.

I'M HAVING A HARDER TIME
WITH THIS --

DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT --
JUST A LITTLE BATTLE SCAR.

IT'S NOT THE FIRST TIME

I'VE BEEN HIT IN THE HEAD,
BELIEVE ME.

WHOOSH! BAM!

ONE MORE?
IS THAT IT?

Narrator:
WITH ONE POT LEFT,

EDGAR WILL IGNORE
THE POUNDING IN HIS HEAD

AND THE CONCUSSION THAT MOST
LIKELY GOES ALONG WITH IT

LONG ENOUGH TO TOSS OUT

THE TRADITIONAL
SEASON-ENDING FLAMING HOOK.

IT'S THE FINALE
OF OUR SEASON,

SO WE GOT TO DO
THE FLAMING HOOK.

YEAH!

[ CHEERING ]

Narrator: SIG'S CALCULATIONS
ARE RIGHT ON THE MONEY.

ALL RIGHT.
BOOM, YOU'RE DONE!

[ CHEERING ]

YEAH, DUDE!

YEAH!

Narrator: NO HONEY HOLES AND
NO MOTHER LODE THIS SEASON --

THEY DID IT THE HARD WAY,
A LITTLE AT A TIME.

BUT ONCE AGAIN, THE NORTHWESTERN
HEADS FOR THE FINAL OFF-LOAD

WITH FULL TANKS
OF ALASKAN KING CRAB.

Narrator: THE NORTH AMERICAN
IS STILL 11,000 POUNDS SHORT

OF A FULL CRAB TANK.

OH, YEAH.

FOR CAPTAIN STEN SKAAR,
TIME IS RUNNING OUT FAST.

Sten:
WELL, ANYTHING'S POSSIBLE.

YOU KNOW,
ANYTHING'S POSSIBLE.

NEVER SAY NEVER, YOU KNOW?

TO BE IN THIS BUSINESS,

YOU GOT TO BE AN OPTIMIST,
NOT A PESSIMIST.

Narrator: THEY STARTED OUT
WITH JUST TWO WEEKS TO FISH.

NOW THEY'RE DOWN
TO THE LAST 24 HOURS.

IF THEY DON'T PULL OFF
A MIRACLE,

THIS COULD BE THE LAST CRAB
ROUNDUP FOR THE NORTH AMERICAN.

WATCH OUT!

Sten: THEY'RE SHOCKED.
THAT WAS ABSOLUTELY HORRENDOUS.

NO ONE LIKES TO SEE SEVEN.

THINK ABOUT IT. THERE WAS
ONE CRAB IN THE FIRST POT.

THE NEXT POT HAS SEVEN.
Man: RIGHT.

SO THAT'S SEVEN TIMES MORE.

SO THE NEXT POT SHOULD BE 49.

Sten:
THIS NEXT POT IS THE TESTING ONE

'CAUSE I GOT ALL MY GEAR THERE.

SO THAT WILL BE
THE ONE TO TELL A LOT.

Narrator: WITH THE EXCEPTION
OF THE 25 POTS STACKED ON DECK,

THE REMAINING GEAR IS STRUNG OUT

ON THIS ONE PIECE
OF REAL ESTATE.

IT'S MAKE IT OR BREAK IT
FOR THE NORTH AMERICAN.

IT'S COMING UP.

OH, WOW!
WE GOT SOMETHING HERE.

LOOK AT THAT!

WOW!

YES! RELIEF!

Narrator: FINALLY, A POT
WITH MORE CRAB THAN BAIT.

49! 4-9!

49.

49. BOOM, WE'RE BACK...
FINALLY.

I SAID IT WAS THE SECOND SET
THAT WAS THE KEY, MAN.

4-9, 4-9, 4-9.

WE'RE GONNA SET THE DECK.

WE'RE GONNA SET THE DECK, MAN.
THIS IS AWESOME.

Narrator:
CAPTAIN STEN TAKES WHAT MAY BE

THE BIGGEST GAMBLE OF HIS CAREER

AND CLEARS THE DECK
OF HIS LAST 25 POTS.

ALL RIGHT, MEN.
WE'RE GONNA SET THE DECK.

SET THE DECK.

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY
THE HAIL MARY.

OH, YEAH.

THIS IS ALL OR NOTHING
RIGHT HERE.

IT'S GETTING DOWN
TO THE WIRE.

AW, MAN, IF WE DON'T GET THIS,
WE'RE SCREWED.

Narrator: THE LAST 100 POTS
WILL HAVE TO CATCH 11,000 POUNDS

IN ORDER FOR THE NORTH AMERICAN
TO MAKE THEIR DEADLINE.

Sten:
I'M RELIEVED. I'M ELATED.

FEELING GOOD. FEELING GOOD.

Man:
WHOA! WHOA, BABY!

TALK TO ME, BABY.
WHO'S YOUR DADDY?

Narrator: 45 MILES WEST,

THE EARLY DAWN HAS SPENT ANOTHER
DISMAL NIGHT HAULING LOW POTS.

[BLEEP]

OH [BLEEP] [BLEEP]

17. 1-7.

WE GOT ENOUGH TO MAKE
A SALAD TONIGHT,

AND THAT'S ABOUT IT.

ENOUGH TO [BLEEP] MAKE ME
[BLEEP] SCREAM.

Narrator: THEY'VE BEEN FISHING
KING CRAB FOR SIX WEEKS,

AND CAPTAIN RICK HAS STILL NOT
DIALED IN TO STEADY NUMBERS.

I JUST BROUGHT UP 24 POTS.
THEY SUCKED BAD.

Narrator:
AND THE CREW HAS HAD ENOUGH.

OUR SKIPPER AIN'T GOT
NO LEGS, NO [BLEEP]

I'M NOT ONE OF THOSE GUYS

WHO JUST PUTS UP
WITH STUFF, YOU KNOW?

I'LL WALK. I DON'T CARE.

5.

THERE'S PROBABLY GONNA BE 6
IN THE NEXT ONE.

THAT'S MY GUESS.

WE NEED TO HEAD
FURTHER TO THE EAST.

WE NEED TO HEAD
FURTHER SOMEWHERE.

Narrator: BY HIGH NOON,

THE CREW IS BACK AT THE RAIL,
AND NOTHING HAS CHANGED.

9 CRAB! 9 CRAB!

Narrator:
ON A QUICK RUN BETWEEN STRINGS,

BRYAN MAKES A PHONE CALL HOME.

THE CREW LOSES THOUSANDS
OF DOLLARS IN PAY,

BUT IT'S A HIT
THEY'RE WILLING TO TAKE

TO SPRING FROM THIS
BERING SEA PRISON.

ALL RIGHT, GUYS.
I'M GONNA GO HUNT FOR ONE HERE.

SO I'LL LET YOU KNOW.

Narrator:
THE BOAT OWNER CALLS RICK

AND DELIVERS THE FINAL BLOW
TO HIS SEASON.

WELL, AS FAR AS,
YOU KNOW --

I'M NOT GONNA COME UP
WITH THE RIGHT ANSWER FOR YOU.

I MEAN, WHERE'S ALL THIS
COMING FROM?

WELL, CAN I SAY ANYTHING AT ALL?

ALL RIGHT, BYE.

WELL, THE DEAL IS RIGHT NOW

IS HE LEASED OUT 75,000 POUNDS
OF THE REMAINDER OF OUR QUOTA

BECAUSE HE FEELS THAT I'M
INCAPABLE OF CATCHING THE CRAB

BASED UPON SEVERAL PHONE CALLS
THAT HE RECEIVED

FROM SEVERAL DIFFERENT MEMBERS
OF MY CREW.

[ LAUGHTER ]

Mezich: IF YOU THINK RICK
GETS PISSED OFF NOW...

[ LAUGHS ]

OH.

I FEEL LIKE MY TRUST HAS
BEEN COMPROMISED, YOU KNOW?

I FEEL THAT MY WHOLE WAY
I'VE RUN VESSELS ALL MY LIFE

HAS BEEN COMPROMISED BY THIS.

Narrator: COMING UP, THE MOMENT
OF TRUTH FOR THE HAIL MARY.

Narrator:
ON THE FISHING GROUNDS

180 MILES NORTHEAST
OF DUTCH HARBOR,

THE TIME BANDIT AND WIZARD
CONTINUE TO GO CRAB FOR CRAB

IN THEIR BATTLE
FOR THE CAPTAIN'S STRING.

ON THE WIZARD,
CAPTAIN KEITH'S GREENHORNS

HAVE FISHED THROUGH
AN EXHAUSTING MARATHON.

BUT THE GOOD CRAB HAVE GIVEN
THEM BOTH A SECOND WIND.

I'M DOING A LOT BETTER
THAN I WAS A COUPLE DAYS AGO.

IT'S ALL COMING AROUND.

Narrator:
AS THE WIZARD WAITS

TO PULL THEIR NEXT POT
OF THE STRING,

THE TIME BANDIT
PULLS A MASSIVE POT.

YES!

Narrator: NOT ONLY ARE
HIS POTS PERFORMING,

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN CAN SHARE
THE ADRENALINE WITH HIS SON.

POW!

YEAH, BABY!

Narrator: TO WIN, THE WIZARD
WILL NEED TO MAINTAIN

AT LEAST 150 CRAB
IN THE LAST FEW POTS.

OUCH.

ALL RIGHT,
IN THE LAUNCHER.

Man:
WE WERE LOOKING PRETTY HOT.

HAD 130-SOMETHING CRAB
IN A POT.

IT WAS LOOKING GOOD.

THAT POT CAME UP, AND I DON'T
THINK THERE WERE ANY IN IT.

[ IMITATES CRASH ]

Narrator: KEITH'S NUMBERS
HAVE BEEN UP AND DOWN.

FINAL STRING OF THE TRIP
WAS THE CAPTAIN'S STRING.

WE HAD 1,563 CRAB...

FOR A 62 AVERAGE.

I DON'T KNOW
IF THAT'S GONNA HOLD UP,

BUT I'LL TELL YOU WHAT --

I'M NOT DISAPPOINTED
IN THAT AT ALL.

Narrator:
BUT OVER ON THE TIME BANDIT,

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN IS AVERAGING
MORE THAN 75 A POT.

OH, YEAH.

148!

WHOO! WHOO!

ALL RIGHT, THIS IS THE LAST ONE
COMING UP, GUYS.

YEAH!

[ LAUGHTER ]

Man: WE'RE TRYING TO SHOVE
ALL THESE CRAB IN THE TANK,

BUT IT'S GETTING HARDER
BECAUSE WE'RE LOADED.

Man: I HAD 76,
AND YOU HAD 89.

90 AND 70.

165?
165.

OH!

[ LAUGHTER ]

[ Chinese accent ]
THANK YOU. THANK YOU.

THANK YOU. THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.

Narrator: IN THE END,

THE WIZARD'S STRING
HAD A 62 AVERAGE

AGAINST THE TIME BANDIT'S
75 AVERAGE,

LEAVING THE TIME BANDIT
IN THE LEAD

AND THIS SEASON'S WINNER

OF THE CAPTAIN'S STRING
OF THE WEEK.

THANK YOU,
AND GOOD NIGHT!

100 MILES SOUTHWEST
OF THE TIME BANDIT,

SKIPPER STEN SKAAR
OF THE NORTH AMERICAN

STEAMS TOWARDS
HIS HAIL MARY POTS.

NOW THE FATE

OF THE NORTH AMERICAN'S
KING CRAB SEASON

RESTS SOLELY ON THIS STRING.

TWO WEEKS AGO, STEN CONVINCED
HIS FATHER, EARLING SKAAR,

THAT HE COULD START
THE SEASON LATE

AND STILL CATCH
THE FAMILY QUOTA.

I JUST WANT A SHOT.
AND I DESERVE A SHOT.

SO, WE'LL SEE IF YOU CAN
GET THE NUMBERS, THEN.

YOU WANT NUMBERS?
I'LL GET YOU NUMBERS.

WE'RE HOPING
FOR SOME BIG NUMBERS TODAY --

BIG, REAL BIG.

I REALLY THINK WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A REALLY GOOD DAY TODAY --

1,500 MORE CRAB
IN THE FRONT TANKS,

START ON THE MIDDLE TANK.

COME ON! COME ON, BABY!

WHOO! I CAN FEEL IT!

I CAN FEEL IT!

WHO'S YOUR DADDY?

WHO? WHO? WHO?

ALL RIGHT!
THERE IT IS!

YES!

WHOO-HOO-HOO-HOO!

47. 4-7.

WHOO!

[ LAUGHTER ]

THE POT LOOKS GOOD.

OH, THAT'S A GOOD POT.

AND THIS IS
EXACTLY WHAT WE NEEDED.

59. 5-9.

LOOK IT HERE!

WOW.

UNBELIEVABLE.

I MEAN,
THEY'RE ALL 6 OR 7 POUNDS.

IT'LL BE INTERESTING TO SEE
IF WE CAN GET 100.

NEVER HAD 100 BEFORE.

Narrator: MIRACULOUSLY,
STEN'S GAMBLE

TO CARPET-BOMB AN AREA
NEAR A SINGLE PROMISING TEST POT

HAS PAID OFF.

[ LAUGHTER ]

WOULD YOU
LIKE ANOTHER?

OH, MY GOD! PULL!

THERE IT IS,
BUDDY.

WHOA. MY GOD.

Narrator:
BY LANDING ON THE HEAVY BIOMASS,

STEN NOT ONLY SECURES HIS QUOTA

BUT A BERTH ALONGSIDE
FELLOW BERING SEA SKIPPERS

FOR THE UPCOMING OPILIO SEASON.

WOW. BIGGEST POT
I'VE EVER SEEN...EVER.

THAT'S UNBELIEVABLE.

147.

GOT MY FIRST HUNDRED.
UNBELIEVABLE.

[ BIRDS CAWING ]

Narrator: 190 MILES NORTHEAST
OF DUTCH HARBOR,

THE CORNELIA MARIE
IS BACK FISHING

AND JUST ONE STRING AWAY FROM
COMPLETING A HELLISH SEASON.

Phil: THIS IS THE FINAL STRING
WE HAVE WITH CRAB IN IT.

THAT'S IT, THANK GOD.
IT'S BEEN A STRUGGLE.

IT'S TIME TO GO HOME.

IT'S STARTING TO BE
A LITTLE BIT LONGER

THAN I EXPECTED
BY QUITE A FEW WEEKS.

[ GRINDING ]

Narrator: SUDDENLY, THE FITTING
ON THE CRANE POPS,

SPRAYING HYDRAULIC FLUID
ALL OVER THE DECK...

BRINGING EVERYTHING TO A HALT.

Gamrath:
WHAT I'M DOING RIGHT NOW

IS TRYING NOT TO LOSE
THE HYDRAULIC FLUID.

IF YOU HAVE A LEAK
AND IT JUST CONTINUES TO LEAK,

WELL, PRETTY SOON,

YOU DON'T HAVE ANY HYDRAULIC
FLUID ON THE BOAT.

LIKE RIGHT NOW, WE'RE GONNA
GO DOWN AND STACK 100 ON.

Narrator: WHILE THE CREW
STANDS BY FOR SAFETY,

MURRAY SLOWLY INCHES
ACROSS THE OIL-SLICKED CRANE.

WATCH AND MAKE SURE
HE DOESN'T FALL OVER.

Narrator: AS MURRAY PITCHES
30 FEET ABOVE THE DECK,

A SNOW SQUALL PICKS UP.

[ SIGHS ]

YEAH, THIS ISN'T THE GREATEST
CONDITIONS TO BE DOING THIS IN.

OKAY, GO AHEAD
AND TURN IT ON.

[ MOTOR WHIRRING ]
YOU CAN GO UP.

OKAY, GO DOWN.

YEAH, THE SEAL'S
NOT LEAKING EITHER.

WE'RE GOOD TO GO, BUDDY.

WIND HER UP.
WE'RE GOOD TO GO!

MURRAY IS DEFINITELY
A HERO ON THIS BOAT.

THE GUY CAN FIX
DANG NEAR ANYTHING.

[ LAUGHS ]

ALL'S YOU GOT TO GIVE HIM

IS A COUPLE TOOTHPICKS,
SUPERGLUE, AND DUCT TAPE.

THE THING'S FASTER,
BETTER, STRONGER --

THE BIONIC WINCH.

LET'S GO HAUL SOME GEAR.

Narrator:
NOW WITH THE CRANE FIXED,

THE CREW GETS BACK TO BUSINESS.

Gamrath:
WE ARE HAULING OUR LAST STRING
OF THE SEASON RIGHT NOW...

...STACKING UP A LITTLE BIT.

Man:
READY TO ROCK!

STOP.

LAST POT OF THE SEASON.

Phil:
OKAY, THANKS, GUYS.

NICE JOB.
IT'S BEEN A HELL OF A SEASON.

YOU FEEL LIKE YOU
EARNED YOUR MONEY?

SURE.

DO YOU? WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO WITH IT?

BLOW IT. NO.

YOU ARE, AREN'T YOU?

THE SKY'S THE LIMIT.
JUST PISS IT AWAY.

AH, PISS IT AWAY --
IT'S A LOT MORE FUN.

GO DELIVER, AND THEN
WE GET TO GO HOME

AND HAVE A LITTLE BIT OF FUN
IN THE SUN.

MY ADVICE TO ANYBODY
THAT WANTS TO DO THIS --

KIDS, YOU KNOW,
STAY IN SCHOOL.

LEARN TO BE SOMETHING.

THIS'LL KILL YOU.
THIS ISN'T FOR EVERYBODY.

YOU GOT TO BE A LITTLE BIT
TWISTED TO DO THIS JOB.

Narrator: 155 MILES

TO THE SOUTHWEST
OF THE CORNELIA MARIE,

THE NORTHWESTERN STEERS

TOWARDS THE PROCESSING PLANT
ON AKUTAN ISLAND.

STILL HALF ASLEEP,

THE CREW HITS THE DECK
FOR THE OFF-LOAD.

JUST GOT ABOUT 20 HOURS
OF SLEEP, WELL-DESERVED SLEEP.

OH, BOY.

IT'LL TAKE ME ABOUT A DAY
AND A HALF TO WAKE UP NOW.

IT'S JUST SORT OF SORE.

WE GOT OUR LITTLE SLEEP,
YOU KNOW?

TAKE YOUR ASPIRIN.

EVERY YEAR, IT GETS TOUGHER.

[ WHIRRING ]

I JUST WANT THEM
ALL ALIVE, MAN.

A LOT OF CRAB. THEY'RE BIG, TOO.
THEY'RE HUGE.

Narrator: THE STUFFED TANKS
TAKE 26 HOURS TO UNLOAD.

WITH ANOTHER SEASON
IN THE BOOKS,

THE CREW WATCHES OVER
THE LAST BRAILER

AND IS REMINDED OF THEIR
HARD-FOUGHT BOUNTY.

WHOA!

AAH! [BLEEP]

WHOA-HO-HO-HO-HO!

COMING UP...

PAIN, HEAVY WEATHER...

EXHAUSTION...

AND BROTHERHOOD...

NORTHWESTERN!
NORTHWESTERN!

YEAH! YEAH!

SHOW SOME LOVE
FOR YOUR BOAT.

[ LAUGHS ]

...ALL FOR A NEW
SEASON RECORD.

HERE'S YOUR FISH TICKET.

ALL RIGHT, MAN.
IT'S OVER 190,000 POUNDS.

THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.

WHAT WAS THE MONEY
WE FIGURED?

OH, YOU GOT
ABOUT 830 GRAND.
$830,000.

THAT'S ALMOST
A MILLION-DOLLAR LOAD, MAN.

Narrator:
30 MILES TO THE WEST OF AKUTAN,

THE SUN RISES OVER THE WIZARD,

STEAMING INTO DUTCH HARBOR
FOR THEIR FINAL OFF-LOAD.

WITH THE SEASON DONE,

SKIPPER KEITH COLBURN
AND BROTHER MONTE

ASSESS THE JUNIOR MEMBERS
OF THE CREW.

Monte: WE HAVE TWO GREENHORNS
ON THE BOAT.

YOU COULD VERY EASILY CONSIDER
THAT A MISTAKE IN ITSELF.

TWO GUYS THAT HAVE NEVER FISHED
BEFORE IS ASKING A LOT.

BUT ALL IN ALL,
THEY DID PRETTY GOOD.

THEY BOTH HAD THEIR MOMENTS.

MOI STRUGGLED.

JASON!

Moilanen: EVERY TIME,

THEY GOT TO TRY SOMETHING
[BLEEP] DIFFERENT

JUST TO CONFUSE ME.

MOI'S BEEN CRANKY.

THE CAPTAIN SHOULD MAKE UP
HIS [BLEEP] MIND

ON HOW MUCH [BLEEP] BAIT
HE WANTS.

MOI HAS BEEN MOI.

HUSTLE UP, KID!

WHAT ARE WE DOING
WITH IT?

THE KID HAS BEEN SOLID
AS A ROCK.

I ENJOY BEING OUT HERE,
YOU KNOW?

AND THAT'S WHAT YOU NEED
ON A BOAT, YOU KNOW?

YOU NEED TO BE ABLE
TO JUST BE STEADY AND SMOOTH

WHEN YOU'RE FISHING CRAB.

Narrator: MOI'S FUTURE IS
STILL UP IN THE AIR.

BUT YOUNG LYNN EARNS A VISIT
FROM THE CAPTAIN.

HOW'D YOU LIKE YOUR FIRST
KING CRAB TRIP?

OH, IT WAS PRETTY --
PRETTY COOL.

IT'S SOMETHING
I'LL NEVER FORGET.

WELL, GOOD JOB, KID.

ALL RIGHT.
THANK YOU.

Woman: WHOO-HOO!

COMING UP,
A VICTORY CELEBRATION

FOR THE TIME BANDIT BROTHERS.

NOBODY'S EVER GONNA BEAT THAT

'CAUSE YOU GOT TO BUILD
A BIGGER POT.

Woman: YEAH.

THE FINAL
RED KING CRAB SEASON NUMBERS.

Narrator: ANOTHER KING CRAB
SEASON IS IN THE BOOKS.

ALL 75 BOATS HAVE RETURNED
SAFELY TO PORT

WITH THEIR CREWS BATTERED
AND BRUISED, BUT STILL ALIVE --

REASON TO CELEBRATE.

Johnathan: NEAL, WE JUST WON THE
CRAB BATTLE. I JUST FOUND OUT.

NO ONE CAUGHT MORE CRAB
PER POT THAN WE DID.

AND IN THEIR HOMETOWN
OF HOMER, ALASKA,

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN HILLSTRAND
IS REJOINED

BY BROTHER ANDY AND THE REST
OF THE TIME BANDIT CREW

TO CELEBRATE THEIR VICTORY
OF THE CAPTAIN'S SIDE WAGER.

Woman: WHOO-HOO!

THAT'S RARE, CATCHING
THE MOTHER LODE OF KING CRAB.

Johnathan: YEAH!

THE ONLY WAY
TO GET BETTER FISHING

IS TO BUILD
A BIGGER [BLEEP] POT.

YEAH!

MY BROTHER.

YEAH, IT'S HARD FOR ME
TO GIVE IT TO HIM,

THESE ARE THE BEST TWO
CREW MEMBERS I HAVE EVER HAD.

I [BLEEP] HATE HIM.

I HAVE TO HEAR THIS [BLEEP]
ALL YEAR LONG.

"I WAS THE WINNER
OF THE CRAB BET.

I WAS THE WINNER
OF THE CRAB BET."

IT NEVER GETS BETTER
THAN THIS.
YEAH.

Narrator: ONE OF THE MOST
CHALLENGING KING CRAB SEASONS

IS FINALLY OVER.

AND THE CAPTAINS HAVE
BROUGHT HOME THEIR QUOTAS.

THE TIME BANDIT'S CATCH
WAS WORTH $1.7 MILLION.

AND EACH DECKHAND WENT HOME
WITH $52,000.

THE NORTHWESTERN DELIVERED

515,000 POUNDS OF LIVE CRAB

WORTH $2.3 MILLION --

$59,000 FOR EACH MAN.

THE CORNELIA MARIE'S
SHARE OF THE BOUNTY

WAS $2.1 MILLION.

EACH DECKHAND GOT $48,000.

THE WIZARD'S TOTAL
WAS $1.5 MILLION --

$31,000 FOR EACH MAN.

THE NORTH AMERICAN'S
TWO-WEEK SEASON

NETTED $349,000
WORTH OF KING CRAB.

A DECKHAND'S SHARE -- $21,000.

AND FOR THE KING CRAB SEASON,

THE EARLY DAWN PULLED IN
221,000 POUNDS

WORTH $978,000.

EACH SHARE WAS $21,000.

AFTER A QUICK CELEBRATION
AT THE BAR,

THE HILLSTRAND BROTHERS MAKE
A SPECIAL AND PERSONAL STOP.

WE'RE GOING TO DO A DRIVE-BY
BY MY OLD MAN'S GRAVE.

IT'S KIND OF A SPECIAL DEAL
WHERE WE BURIED HIM.

HE'S A MARINER,

SO WE HAD TO BURY HIM NORTH

TO WHERE HE COULD ALWAYS
FIND HIS WAY HOME.

BUT YET HE CAN SEE
ALL THE BOATS COMING AND GOING

WHEREVER HE'S AT.

I MISS HIM.

COMING BACK HERE MAKES ME
MISS MY DAD, THAT'S FOR SURE.

THE OLD MAN WAS A PRETTY BIG
PART OF OUR LIFE.

AND THEN HE WAS GONE
IN TWO DAYS.

62 YEARS OLD --
DIED IN TWO DAYS SUDDENLY.

Johnathan: THEY TAKE HIM
OUT OF THE MORGUE

AND CARRY HIM UP THE SIDE
OF THE MOUNTAIN

AND PUT HIM IN THE HOLE.

THAT WAS THE HARDEST THING

WAS TO SHOVEL THE DIRT
OVER THE TOP OF HIM.

IT TOOK A FEW BOTTLES OF WHISKEY
TO DO THAT [BLEEP]

IT'S PRETTY TOUGH TO EVEN SHOW
UP AT YOUR OLD MAN'S FUNERAL,

LET ALONE PUT HIM IN THE COFFIN
AND DRESS HIM.

WE PUT HIM
IN A TIME BANDIT JACKET

AND GAVE HIM
A PABST BLUE RIBBON BEER

AND A PACK OF CAMEL LIGHTS.

ONE OF HIS FAVORITE SAYINGS WAS,
"ARE YOUR ARMS PAINTED ON YOU?"

THEN THE GUY WOULD SAY, "NO."
AND HE'D GO, "WELL, USE THEM!"

[ LAUGHTER ]

[BLEEP] I LOVED THAT GUY.

GOT TO DO
OUR BACKWARDS SWEDISH SPIN.

HERE WE GO.
SWEDISH TURN.

IT'S GOD'S COUNTRY.

POSITION ON DECK.

HE'S BURIED RIGHT UP ON THE SIDE
OF THIS MOUNTAIN RIGHT HERE,

ABOUT HALFWAY UP,
RIGHT UP IN THERE.

LET'S THROW THAT WAY.

LET'S WAKE HIM UP.

SO, WE'RE GONNA PULL UP
VERY CLOSE TO THE BEACH

AND LET OFF NINE SEAL BOMBS
TO BE EXACT.

AND HERE WE GO.

LET'S MAKE SOME NOISE
FOR THE OLD MAN!

HOLD THEM TIP TO TIP.

THERE WE GO! WOW!

[ CHEERING ]

YEAH!

THAT WAS SOME [BLEEP] NOISE.

[ BIRDS CAWING ]

LOVE YOU, DAD!

[ AIR HORN BLOWS ]

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

IT LOOKS LIKE THE WEATHER
PICKED UP A LITTLE.

WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
WHOA! WHOA!

AND THEY'RE GETTING BIGGER
BY THE MINUTE.

Narrator: ...THE KING CRAB
SEASON IS OVER,

AND THE OPILIO CRAB
SEASON BEGINS.

[ SHOUTING ]

THE GRITTY WARRIORS RETURN

TO AN EVEN MORE VICIOUS
BERING SEA...

THE BERING SEA LIKES
TO EAT BOATS AND KILL PEOPLE.

Narrator:
...TO BATTLE BIGGER WAVES,

FREEZING TEMPERATURES...

WE'RE OFF
TO A REAL BAD START.

Narrator: ...AND MORE HOURS
OF BRUTAL TORTURE ON DECK...

LET'S GO! LET'S GO!
LET'S GO!

...MATCHING MUSCLE AND WITS
AGAINST MOTHER NATURE.

WHOO! WHOO!

THIS IS THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE
OF THE BERING SEA.

OH, GOD, THIS IS CRAZY.

YOU GOT TO GET THEM TO STOP
OR WE'LL GO...

I SAID [BLEEP] HANDS!

I CAN'T BREATHE.

AAH!

Narrator:
IT'S A HIGH-STAKES GAMBLE

WITH $75.6 MILLION
ON THE LINE...

YEAH!

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

OH, MY GOD!