Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 5, Episode 16 - Shipwrecked - full transcript
THAT WAS A PAN-PAN
FROM THE COAST GUARD.
THERE'S THE EPIRB GOING OFF.
FISHING VESSEL TAKING ON WATER
ON THE NORTH SHORE OF AKUTAN.
GO!
Hansen:
IT'S JUST SCREAMING.
WHOA!
I'M JUST
GETTING TOSSED NOW.
THERE'S NOWHERE TO HIDE
OUT HERE.
WHOO! WHOO!
[ ALARM BLARING ]
WATCH OUT!
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
Narrator:
THE BERING SEA CRAB FLEET
HAS ENDURED EIGHT HOURS
OF PUMMELING
FROM THE SAVAGE ARCTIC STORM.
THIS IS AS SERIOUS
AS IT GETS.
Narrator: FOUR HOURS AGO,
A DISTRESS CALL WAS ISSUED
BY A 58-FOOT COD FISHING VESSEL.
THE SKIPPERS
ARE STILL UNCERTAIN
OF THE FATE
OF ITS FOUR-MAN CREW.
Phil: LAST NIGHT,
THE COAST GUARD CAME ON
WITH A PAN-PAN
ABOUT THE [BLEEP]
IT WAS AROUND AKUTAN,
TAKING ON WATER.
AND THEN I HAVEN'T HEARD
ANYTHING ELSE.
I DON'T KNOW IF THEY FOUND
THOSE GUYS OR...
...IF THEY'RE ALL RIGHT
OR NOT.
Hansen: YEAH, SOUNDS LIKE A BOAT
HIT THE BEACH IN AKUTAN,
RIGHT OFF THE NORTH SIDE.
IT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.
Narrator: BY 9:00 A.M.,
COAST GUARD ASSETS
FROM ACROSS THE BERING SEA
ARRIVE AT
THE SHIPWRECKED VESSEL...
...ALONG WITH TWO
GOOD SAMARITAN BOATS.
THE ONLY WAY THE BOAT
IS COMING OFF THE ROCKS
IS IN PIECES.
HURRICANE-FORCE WINDS ARE
OBSTRUCTING ANY RESCUE ATTEMPTS
OF THE FOUR TRAPPED FISHERMEN
BY AIR.
THE SHALLOW, ROCKY COASTLINE
WOULD DESTROY ANY BOAT
MAKING A RESCUE ATTEMPT BY SEA.
WITH THE WAVES
REPEATEDLY BASHING
THE TWO-INCH HULL
OF THE FISHING VESSEL,
EVERY MOMENT OF HESITATION
COULD SPELL TRAGEDY
FOR HER CREW.
SCATTERED THROUGHOUT
THE ALEUTIANS
ARE GRIM REMINDERS
OF HOW QUICKLY BREAKERS
AND ROCKS CAN SHRED STEEL.
THE RESCUERS DECIDE
THEY CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER
FOR THE SWELLS TO DIE DOWN.
Man #1:
STABILIZE THE BASKET ON DECK.
AS SOON AS THE PERSON'S IN,
WE'LL START HOISTING YOU UP
ONE AT A TIME.
Man #2: YEAH, WE'RE ALL
STANDING HERE. GOT THAT FINE.
ALL RIGHTY.
LET'S GO AHEAD.
ROGER.
WE'RE GOING FROM 200 FEET
DOWN TO 100 FEET
IN A MATTER OF A SECOND.
FIERCE 50-MILE-PER-HOUR GUSTS
ROCK THE RESCUE BASKET
AND THE CHOPPER.
THE COAST GUARD IS FORCED
TO ABORT.
I'M GONNA BE HONEST
RIGHT NOW.
I THINK WE'RE GONNA BE ASKING
TOO MUCH
OUT OF THIS AIRCRAFT
AND US
TO BE ABLE
TO DO THIS, GUYS.
FOR MORE THAN FOUR HOURS,
20-FOOT BREAKERS HAVE CRASHED
INTO THE DOOMED VESSEL...
...AND SLAMMED THE CREW
AROUND THE WHEELHOUSE.
THEY'RE RIGGING UP.
ROGER THAT.
...AT THIS TIME.
WITH THEIR RADIO COMMUNICATIONS
COMPLETELY FAILING,
THE BATTERED FISHERMEN
TAKE THEIR SURVIVAL
INTO THEIR OWN HANDS.
THE MASSIVE WAVES HAVE HURLED
SEVERAL POTS OFF THEIR DECK.
THE FISHERMEN HAVE SEIZED
THE OPPORTUNITY
TO SECURE
ONE OF THE POT'S SHOT LINES
THAT HAD SNAGGED ON THEIR STERN.
WITH THE TIDE RETREATING,
THE LINE WILL PROVIDE A HANDHOLD
FOR THE CROSSING,
BUT NO GUARANTEES.
YEAH, HE'S MOVING
PRETTY QUICKLY THERE.
I KNOW, I KNOW.
THE FIRST CREWMAN PREPARES
TO ENTER THE DEADLY SURF
OF THE 38-DEGREE BERING SEA.
AH, THAT WAS A BIG ONE.
YEAH, IT WAS.
THERE'S GOING TO BE NOBODY
TO HELP HIM.
THERE'S A COUPLE
OF REALLY BIG ONES
ROLLING IN RIGHT NOW.
YEP, HE'S GOING.
THERE HE GOES.
NICE WORK.
OH!
GET UP THERE.
OH!
JUST INCHES FROM THE SHORE,
A FISHERMAN IS CLOBBERED.
HE'S GONNA BE GOOD
AFTER THIS ONE CRASHES THROUGH.
LOOKS LIKE HE'S MADE IT
ASHORE NOW.
THREE MEN HAVE MADE
THE CROSSING,
LEAVING JUST ONE MAN
STILL STRANDED ON THE BOAT.
COME ON, BROTHER. OH.
AGAINST THAT ROCK.
HE'S IN BETWEEN THE TWO ROCKS.
WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE
HE'S BACK ON HIS FEET
ON THAT LARGER ROCK.
YEAH. ALL RIGHT.
HE'S MOVING.
GO, GO, GO.
ARE THEY ON THAT ROCK?
THEY ALL ASHORE?
HE'S STILL PROBABLY CAUGHT UP
IN THE SURF.
I'D WAIT
BEFORE YOU CALL IT.
ALL FOUR CREW MEMBERS
ARE NOW SAFELY ASHORE.
Man #1: AT LEAST HAVE
A LIGHT ROPE STRETCHED OUT.
Narrator: SCRAMBLING
OVER THE STEEP, WINDY CLIFFS
OF THE ALEUTIAN ISLAND
OF AKUTAN...
I DON'T KNOW.
...THE FOUR-MAN CREW OF
THE SHIPWRECKED FISHING VESSEL,
STILL WITHOUT
RADIO COMMUNICATION,
MAKE THEIR WAY TO HIGHER GROUND.
HE'S GOING WAY HIGH.
LOOK AT HIM.
I KNOW.
THAT IS NOT
WHAT I WANTED THEM TO DO.
IS THERE ANYWAY WE CAN POINT
THEM IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION?
ROGER.
LET'S CLIMB UP
ABOUT 100 FEET
AND SLIDE INTO THE CLIFF.
ROGER.
Man #3: IS THERE ROOM
OUT THE RIGHT-HAND SIDE
TO HOIST RIGHT NOW?
YES, SIR.
PERFECT.
Narrator: THE COAST GUARD
LOWERS THEIR BASKET,
INDICATING WHERE THE MEN
SHOULD GATHER.
LET'S GO.
COME ON, GUYS.
THEY'RE YELLING
AT HIM NOW.
HE'S POINTING TO HIM TO TRY
TO TELL HIM TO COME DOWN.
Man #3: OKAY,
YOUR FIRST SURVIVOR
IS NEXT TO THAT BIG BOLDER
RIGHT THERE OFF THE NOSE, OKAY?
ALL RIGHT, SIR.
FIRST SURVIVOR'S
HANGING TO THE BASKET.
TAKE THE LOAD,
AND SURVIVOR IS CLEAR.
ROGER.
AND COMING UP.
ALL RIGHT, HAUL IT IN.
YEP.
ALL RIGHT, SURVIVOR'S
INSIDE THE CABIN.
AND SURVIVOR'S
STILL GOING UP.
ROGER.
BASKET'S GOING DOWN.
ALL RIGHT.
ONE, TWO, THREE.
ALL RIGHT,
SURVIVOR'S INSIDE THE CABIN.
ALL RIGHT.
JUST GOING TO PULL BACK.
KEEP GOING.
ONE, TWO, THREE.
OKAY, GUARD THE DOOR.
ALL RIGHT, SIR.
WE'RE READY
FOR FORWARD FLIGHT, SIR.
ROGER.
Man #3:
THERE IS NO INJURIES.
Narrator:
THE NEWS OF THE RESCUE
IS QUICKLY RELAYED
ACROSS THE FLEET.
WELL, THAT'S TOO BAD
FOR THE BOAT,
BUT, YOU KNOW,
AT THE END OF THE DAY,
THE BOAT'S REALLY
NOT THAT IMPORTANT,
AS LONG AS THE GUYS
ALL MADE IT TO SAFETY.
THAT'S THE BIG DEAL.
I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY LOST
THAT BOAT.
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BOAT.
IN THESE STORMS,
LIKE WHAT WE WENT THROUGH
LAST NIGHT AND TODAY,
A NEW BOAT WILL GO DOWN
JUST LIKE AN OLD BOAT.
Hansen:
YEAH, THAT'S A SHAME.
I DON'T KNOW
HOW THEY ENDED UP ON THERE.
ALL RIGHT. WELL, IT SOUNDS LIKE
THEY GOT THEM UP.
THAT'S THE MAIN THING.
Narrator: 388 MILES TO
THE NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE WIZARD.
Colburn:
WE JUST KEEP GETTING SLAMMED.
ALTHOUGH IT'S NOT SUCKING,
IT'S BLOWING.
Narrator:
SKIPPER KEITH COLBURN
IS BATTLING
THE SAME ARCTIC STORM
THAT HAS ALREADY SHIPWRECKED
ONE VESSEL.
THIS TRIP HAS BEEN JUST
ONE SUCKY DAY AFTER ANOTHER.
Narrator: WITH THE FINAL
OFF-LOAD APPROACHING
AND 15,000 POUNDS
STILL TO CATCH,
THE SKIPPER MUST GET
HIS REMAINING 20 POTS
INTO THE WATER.
Colburn: WE CAN SNEAK
A FEW POTS OFF RIGHT HERE
AND GET THIS GEAR STAGED AND SET
ON GOOD FISHING
TO PUT THIS TRIP IN,
FILL THE BOAT QUICK NOW.
DONE, BOOM, OVER.
Lawler:
HELL OF A TIME.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A GOOD OLD TIME.
Man: YOU'RE LOVING IT,
AREN'T YOU?
IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG
WITH LOVING IT?
JUST WAIT TILL YOU GET
THE [BLEEP] KNOCKED OUT OF YOU.
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
YEAH, OKAY. GO AHEAD, GUYS.
THE STRATEGY IS THE GUYS
ARE GONNA RUN OUT ON DECK,
THEY'RE GONNA DUMP THAT POT,
AND GET ANOTHER ONE
ON THE RACK -- SECURE IT.
THEN THEY'RE GONNA BE RIGHT
OFF DECK AGAIN, JUST LIKE THAT.
GOT YOUR BUOYS READY?
GOOD, RUSS.
GET RID OF HER.
HURRY UP!
Colburn: THIS STORM PICKED UP
REALLY FAST,
SO WE'RE TRYING TO GET
THE GEAR OFF REALLY FAST,
KEEP THE GUYS ON DECK
FOR THE LEAST AMOUNT OF TIME
POSSIBLE.
ANY LUCK,
THEY'LL BE OUT THERE
FOR MAYBE 60 SECONDS
AT THE MOST.
OH, WE GOT SOME SNEAKERS
COMING DOWN
BOTH SIDES NOW, GUYS.
AHH!
Colburn: OKAY, GUY, MOVE,
MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!
[ PHONE RINGING ]
THERE IT IS.
HEADING OUT?
LET HER RIP.
Narrator:
FOR THE SECOND TIME,
THE CREW RUSHES OUT
TO LAUNCH ONE POT
AND STAGE THE NEXT.
ALL RIGHT,
GO AHEAD AND LET HER GO.
Man: COME ON, LYNN,
WE GOT TO GO!
YEAH, LYNN, YOU NEED TO USE
SOME COMMON SENSE, OKAY?
YOU GOT, LIKE, TWO SECONDS
TO UNTIE THAT TIE.
IF YOU CAN'T UNTIE IT, YOU'VE
COME TO [BLEEP] ALL RIGHT?
TIE IT, LYNN!
COME ON!
Narrator: USUALLY,
KEITH HURRIES HIS GREENHORNS
TO FISH FASTER.
COME ON, GUYS, YOU'RE TAKING
TOO MUCH TIME ON THIS.
Narrator: BUT NOW, HIS URGENCY
IS TO KEEP THEM ALIVE.
YOU'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING,
YOU'RE OFF THE [BLEEP] DECK.
YEAH, I'M GOING IN.
IT'S GETTING PRETTY GNARLY
OUT THERE.
A CARNIVAL RIDE IN HELL
RIGHT NOW.
[ LAUGHTER ]
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
ALL RIGHT,
GO AHEAD AND LET HER GO.
Narrator: AS 30-FOOT WAVES
BEGIN COLLIDING
FROM EVERY DIRECTION,
EVERY CELL IN KEITH'S BODY
IS ON HIGH ALERT.
Colburn: UH-OH.
OKAY, YOU GUYS,
EVERYBODY HANG ON.
THE NEXT WAVE
MIGHT HAVE SOME OOMPH TO IT.
JUST HIDE IN THE CORNER
FOR A SECOND.
THAT HAD SOME MEAT TO IT.
PRETTY SAVAGE.
YEAH, IT IS.
OKAY, YOU GUYS
CAN GET OUT OF THERE.
BRING IT IN!
GET THIS LAST POT OFF.
THAT'S IT. WE'RE DONE.
IT'S BETTER TO BE INSIDE
THAN OUT IN THE WEATHER,
BUT IT'S KIND OF A DRAG
'CAUSE IT SLOWS US DOWN,
AND WE'RE HOME A LOT LATER
TO OUR FAMILIES, FRIENDS,
HOMES, PETS.
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
READY?
IF IT'S READY,
GET RID OF IT, RUSS.
HERE WE GO.
WATCH YOUR FEET.
LAST ONE.
Colburn:
RIGHT ON. GOOD JOB, GUYS.
RUN, RUN, RUN!
WE'LL MANAGE TO FIGHT OUR WAY
THROUGH THESE STORMS.
WE'LL PICK GEAR WHEN WE CAN.
WE'LL JOG WHEN WE HAVE TO.
I'M JUST GLAD
WE GOT THE GEAR OFF.
EVERYBODY'S IN THE HOUSE.
Narrator: 270 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON BOARD THE NORTHWESTERN,
SKIPPER SIG HANSEN IS STRUGGLING
IN HIGH WINDS
AND DANGEROUS CURRENTS
TO AVOID THE SAME FATE
AS THE COD FISHING VESSEL
THAT SHIPWRECKED OFF OF AKUTAN.
Hansen: WE'RE JUST ABOUT
A QUARTER MILE OFF THE BEACH.
WITH A BIG STACK OF GEAR ON
LIKE WE'VE GOT,
IT JUST GRABS THE GEAR
LIKE A SAIL,
AND IT JUST STARTS
PUSHING US OUT.
Narrator: THE NORTHWESTERN
HAS DUCKED
BEHIND THE LEE SIDE
OF ST. PAUL ISLAND
TO TAKE SHELTER
FROM THE STORM.
THE WHOLE DAMN FLEET'S
OUT HERE,
DOING THE SAME THING
RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
RATCHETING UP THE DANGER,
SIG IS RIDING LOW,
HIS TANKS STUFFED WITH HIS FINAL
OFF-LOAD OF OPILIO CRAB.
Hansen: IF I JUST LAID MY HAND
OFF THE THROTTLE
FOR A COUPLE OF SECONDS --
OR THE JOG STICK --
WE'RE SIDEWAYS.
WE HAVE NO RADAR.
THAT WENT OUT
RIGHT BEFORE DAYBREAK.
BECAUSE IT'S BLOWING SO HARD,
WE DON'T GET A SIGNAL.
Man: I'm in trouble.
I'm in big trouble here.
I got hit,
almost flipped over.
Water was pouring in.
A couple of guys bloody.
I got some problems.
OH, GET UP HERE QUICK!
I mean, I even filled
my wheelhouse up.
Man #2: Coming right over.
Coming right over.
Man #3: Okay,
just do what you need to do.
We're on our way.
OH, BOY.
NUKA ISLAND'S IN BIG TROUBLE.
Narrator: JUST 600 YARDS
BEHIND THE NORTHWESTERN,
A ROGUE WAVE COLLIDES WITH THE
97-FOOT CRAB VESSEL NUKA ISLAND.
HE'S GOT WATER
COMING THROUGH HIS WHEELHOUSE.
NOT GOOD.
HE'S IN BIG TROUBLE.
Narrator: ONE OF THE NEARBY
BOATS IS THE SEA STAR.
SKIPPER LARRY HENDRICKS RACES
TO THE SCENE TO LEND A HAND.
OH, MY.
THE NUKA ISLAND TOOK A WAVE
SO LARGE FROM THE STERN
THAT IT ROLLED THE BOAT OVER
ON ITS SIDE.
THEY FILLED THEIR WHEELHOUSE.
I UNDERSTAND THEY HAVE A COUPLE
BANGED UP CREW MEMBERS.
Okay,
this is Sea Star here.
NUKA ISLAND,
DO YOU PICK ME UP HERE?
YEAH, HE'S NOT ANSWERING.
I'M WORRIED SICK.
THEIR ELECTRONICS ARE GOING DOWN
WITH SALTWATER.
BELIEVE ME, HE IS
IN ONE HELL OF A FIX.
THEY'RE RIGHT UP THERE.
OH.
Lennon:
I think we're okay.
I got the boat
back on course.
OH, BOY.
I think we're okay.
It was just that one wave
that almost flipped us over.
Narrator: MIRACULOUSLY,
SKIPPER NORMAN LENNON
OF THE 199-TON CRABBER
NUKA ISLAND
WAS ABLE TO RIGHT THE BOAT
AFTER A 90-DEGREE CAPSIZE.
Okay, thanks, Larry.
Appreciate that.
Hansen: HE'S GOT THE BOAT
UP AND RIGHTED.
SOUNDS LIKE HE'S JUST TRYING TO
GET HIS WAY AROUND THE CORNER.
HE'S LUCKY
IT CAME BACK UP.
THE STARBOARD WINDOW
WAS UNDER WATER.
Lennon: SPOOKY, HUH?
Narrator: BY NIGHTFALL,
THE WIZARD IS 360 MILES
TO THE NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR,
AND THE STORM CONTINUES TO RAGE.
OH, YEAH!
WHOO!
IT'S NOT BLOWING.
IT'S SMOKING OUT THERE.
Narrator: SKIPPER KEITH HAS
YET TO EMERGE FROM THE STORM.
THE CREW'S BEEN FIGHTING WEATHER
FOR 20 STRAIGHT HOURS.
YEAH!
AHH.
Colburn: YOU GUYS, LET'S NOT
BE LACKADAISICAL, OKAY?
LET'S REMEMBER THAT IT'S
[BLEEP] OUT HERE, OKAY?
Narrator: BUT WITH THE FINAL
OFF-LOAD JUST HOURS WAY,
THE CAPTAIN CONTINUES
TO PUSH HIS MEN.
CROSBY, JUST STAY SHARP
AT THE RAIL THERE, OKAY?
I DON'T KNOW
IF WE'RE GONNA HAVE ANY MORE
SNEAK DOWN THE RAIL
LIKE THAT.
NOT MAKING MUCH HEADWAY
INTO THIS, EITHER,
AND IT'S NOT THE SEA
THAT'S HOLDING ME BACK.
IT'S THE WIND.
AND IT JUST KICKED UP HERE
IN THE LAST 45 MINUTES.
WHOA!
WHOO-HOO!
GIVE IT A PUSH,
GENTLEMEN.
BIG PUSH.
WHOO!
[ LAUGHTER ]
PROBABLY WATCH THE WEATHER
KICK UP A NOTCH OR TWO.
Colburn:
WORKING THE [BLEEP]
YEAH, WE'RE DEFINITELY
BEING SHUT DOWN.
Narrator: DESPITE NUMBERS
IN THE 600's,
SKIPPER KEITH CAN NO LONGER
EXPOSE HIS CREW
TO THE SAVAGE CONDITIONS.
Colburn: GET OFF DECK
AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE, GUYS.
JOHNNY!
RIGHT NOW, WE'RE HEADING
THE WRONG WAY.
Narrator: ALL SEASON LONG,
KEITH HAS STRUGGLED
TO FIND THE SWEET SPOT
BETWEEN THE CREW'S SAFETY
AND CATCHING CRAB.
KEITH'S DECISION
TO PULL HIS MEN IN
CAME NOT A MOMENT TOO SOON.
Colburn:
WHOA, HEAD'S UP!
Narrator: 360 MILES TO
THE NORTHWEST IS THE WIZARD.
A MASSIVE 40-FOOT WAVE
SLAMMED INTO HER BOW.
THANK GOD
NOBODY WAS OUT THERE.
Narrator: AS DAWN BREAKS,
KEITH ASSESSES THE DAMAGE.
AS SOON AS YOU
TAKE A WAVE LIKE THAT,
YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THAT THERE'S
MORE THAN JUST WATER ON DECK.
Narrator: IF HE HADN'T
CLEARED HIS MEN OFF THE DECK,
KEITH MAY HAVE
RETURNED TO PORT ALONE.
Colburn: YEAH, THAT STUFF MOVED
FOUR OR FIVE FEET.
THE GEAR'S NOT TIED IN AND
SECURED THE WAY IT SHOULD BE.
Narrator: NOW CAPTAIN KEITH
SENDS THE MEN
TO SECURE THE LOOSE STEEL POTS
BEFORE THEY WREAK HAVOC
ON THE BOAT OR THE CREW.
THIS POT KNOWS THAT ALTHOUGH
WATER IS LIQUID,
IT STILL CARRIES
QUITE A BIT OF FORCE.
AND THAT FORCE JUST
TWEAKED THEM ALL A LITTLE BIT.
Colburn: ONE MORE GUY CLIMB UP
ON THAT.
LET'S TRY TO DOUBLE UP SOME TIES
ON THAT FORWARD STACK.
THIS ISN'T A WALK DOWN THE DECK
PROJECT, ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS?
I NEED YOU GUYS SCRAMBLING.
I NEED POT TIES ON THE
FORWARD STACK, FRONT, AND AFT.
ALL RIGHT, GUYS? COME ON.
Narrator: WITH THE BOAT
STILL BEING ROCKED,
KEITH WANTS HIS MEN OFF THE DECK
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
Colburn: YOU GUYS,
I WANT TO SEE YOU MOVE!
Narrator: THESE DECKHANDS
HAVE BEEN BATTLING WEATHER
FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS.
Colburn:
STOP [BLEEP] WITH THE TABLE.
START WORRYING
ABOUT THE CRAB POTS FIRST,
JUST LIKE I ASKED YOU TO
BEFORE YOU WENT OUT THERE.
Narrator:
THEY'RE RUNNING ON FUMES,
AND EVEN THE SKIPPER'S SIMPLEST
ORDERS ARE BARELY REGISTERING.
THIS IS NOT
WHAT I WANTED TO SEE.
I WANTED TO SEE A CONCISE EFFORT
TO GET THIS [BLEEP] DONE,
NOT A BUNCH OF WANDERING
[BLEEP] AROUND.
EVERYBODY BACK IN THE HOUSE
RIGHT NOW.
EVERYBODY OFF THE DECK NOW!
HEY, LISTEN UP!
I WANT POT TIES
ON THAT FORWARD STACK.
DON'T [BLEEP]
WITH THE TABLE.
ARE YOU READY TO DO THIS?
Man:
YEAH, WE'RE READY.
LET'S EXPEDITE THIS THING, OKAY?
NO WANDERING AROUND IN CIRCLES.
THIS WHERE YOU WANT
TO PUT IT?
YEAH.
Narrator:
AFTER KEITH'S PEP TALK,
THEY FINISH
SECURING THE DECK.
HELL OF A DAY,
AND IT'S NOT EVEN NOON YET.
Narrator: NINE HOURS LATER...
Colburn: IT'S COME DOWN ENOUGH
TO WHERE IT IS MANAGEABLE,
BUT IT'S NOT COME DOWN
TO THE POINT
WHERE I CAN LET UP MY GUARD.
Narrator: THE FINAL POTS
OF THE SEASON.
IF WE STILL GET 350 TO 500
CRAB PER POT,
WE CAN DO SOME DAMAGE FAST
AND FINISH THIS TRIP UP
IN SHORT ORDER.
THAT'S WHAT WE NEED TO DO.
WE NEED TO GET THIS TRIP BEHIND
US. I'M TIRED OF THIS TRIP.
YEAH!
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
BEAUTIFUL!
WHOO!
THE FASTER WE FILL
THE BOAT UP, WE GO HOME SOONER,
WHICH IS REALLY THE BOTTOM LINE.
Narrator: THE MEN HAVE ONLY
ONE LAST GRIND OF 20 POTS
BEFORE THEY CAN HEAD FOR HOME.
AND WITH A MERE THREE POTS LEFT,
THE SUN FINALLY SHINES
ON THE WIZARD.
Guitard: THE WHOLE TRIP HAS BEEN
[BLEEP] WEATHER.
IT HASN'T BEEN PRETTY OUT.
BUT NOW, ALL OF A SUDDEN,
YOU TAKE A LOOK OUTSIDE --
IT'S SUNNY, BLUE SKIES.
IT'S BEAUTIFUL OUT HERE.
YEAH, THE WEATHER'S NICE.
HOPEFULLY WE CAN STOP
[BLEEP] AROUND AND GET IT HOME,
GET TO TOWN.
WHEN THAT LAST OPI POT
BREAKS THE WATER...
[ SIGHS ]
...I'M GONNA BE A HAPPY GUY.
Man:
LAST ONE!
LAST ONE!
LAST ONE!
FINALLY! THANK YOU!
WHOO!
THAT'S GOOD FISHING.
THAT IS TAKING US DOWN!
THAT IS TAKING US DOWN!
GOING HOME TIME.
GOING HOME.
Colburn: I FEEL LIKE IT'S
A PRETTY GOOD SEASON FOR ME.
WITH EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED,
I FEEL PRETTY GOOD ABOUT IT.
HIGH FIVE, BUDDY.
GOOD JOB, KEN.
I DON'T REALLY FEEL EXCITED
ABOUT IT.
I JUST FEEL A LOT OF RELIEF.
Narrator: 390 MILES TO
THE NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR,
THE ARCTIC STORM
HAS FINALLY MOVED
THROUGH SKIPPER
PHIL HARRIS' FISHING GROUNDS.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS.
WE'RE DONE.
[ CHEERS ]
Narrator: PHIL SPENT THE NIGHT
BATTLING 30-FOOT SEAS
TO FILL HIS 6 TANKS.
THE WEATHER CONDITIONS
ARE [BLEEP]
WATCH IT!
Narrator: WITH HIS FINAL
OFF-LOAD IN JUST 20 HOURS,
HIS PLAN IS TO QUICKLY
PLUG THE BOAT
AND LEAVE HIS UNBAITED POTS
IN THE WATER WHILE HE DELIVERS.
Phil: I WROTE TODAY OFF
AS WE WEREN'T GONNA FISH AT ALL,
SO ANYTHING I GET TODAY
IS A BONUS.
Narrator:
FOR PHIL'S SON JOSH,
THE LAST STRING
IS A CHANCE TO PROVE HIMSELF
BY THROWING THE HOOK.
MIGHT AS WELL
GIVE HER A WHIRL.
SHOW THE OLD MAN THAT I'VE
LEARNED SOMETHING ALONG THE WAY.
Phil: THROWING THE HOOK
IS A BIG DEAL FOR JOSH.
IF HE WANTS TO MAKE
THE BIG BUCKS,
HE NEEDS TO KNOW
WHAT HE'S DOING.
Narrator:
TO MAKE IT INTERESTING,
THE BOYS HAVE PLACED
A LITTLE WAGER.
Phil:
THAT'S SUCH A SUCKER BET.
BECAUSE IT'S HOW I DRIVE THE
BOAT WHETHER HE MISSES OR NOT.
ALL I HAVE TO DO IS GO SLOW
AND HE MAKES IT,
GO FAST AND HE DON'T.
PRESSURE'S ON.
PRESSURE'S ON.
I THINK WE'LL GIVE HIM
SOME DISTANCE ON THIS ONE.
OH, BOY.
HE'S GOING
FOR THE LONG BOMB, HUH?
Man: YEAH!
NICE SHOT!
Phil: DAMN.
HE'S GOT THEM LONG ONES DOWN.
Narrator:
JOSH MAY BE HIS SON,
BUT PHIL'S NOT ABOUT
TO LET HIM WIN.
NOW WE'LL THROW
A LITTLE SPEED THERE,
JUST A LITTLE BIT.
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
NOW HE'S FLUSTERED.
[ LAUGHS ]
THIS IS A REAL WORKING DEAL
HERE, BUDDY.
HE'S UP THERE
BEING DALE EARNHARDT,
THINKING IT'S FUNNY, YOU KNOW?
[ LAUGHS ]
GET READY.
WHAT KIND OF BEER
ARE WE GETTING?
[ LAUGHS ]
THE NAIL, ACTUALLY.
WHOO!
GOOD JOB!
[BLEEP]
YEAH! ALL RIGHT!
I WASN'T MOVING ON THAT ONE.
[ LAUGHS ]
THE SUSPENSE IS BUILDING.
OW! [BLEEP]
UH-OH.
[ LAUGHS ]
UH-OH.
BOY, DID YOU [BLEEP] UP.
NO, NO.
I DROPPED THE BUOY [BLEEP]
OH, [BLEEP]
THAT'S A DROP,
NOT A MISSED BUOY.
YOU MISSED.
YOU [BLEEP] UP.
TAKE IT LIKE A MAN.
I'D SAY IT'S AT LEAST
A SIX PACK.
HE DROPPED IT.
I FUMBLED IT AT THE COUNT.
THAT WASN'T A MISS.
GOD, I SWEAR THE [BLEEP]
HIS DAD WAS THE POSTMAN
OR SOMETHING.
YOU LUCKED OUT
'CAUSE WE BET ABOUT MISSING --
MISSING THROWING THE HOOK.
SO IT'S STILL ON.
BRING IT ON!
Narrator: SINCE, TECHNICALLY,
JOSH DIDN'T MISS THE THROW,
IT'S STILL GAME ON.
YOU GOT ONE MORE,
BUCKWHEAT.
NOW I'LL THROW THE DISTANCE IN
WITH A LITTLE SPEED.
BRING IT.
Phil: IF HE WINS THIS,
YOU WON'T SHUT HIM UP.
MOUTH WILL BE FLAPPING
ALL DAY LONG.
THAT'S ALL WE'RE GONNA
HEAR ABOUT.
Josh:
GET THE SWORD FOR IT.
I GOT A FEELING
HE AIN'T GONNA STOP.
[ SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
[ LAUGHS ]
AHH.
YEAH!
HEY, BUDDY!
[ CHEERS ]
YOU WON, BUDDY.
GOOD JOB, JOSH.
I GOT TO GIVE IT TO HIM,
YOU KNOW?
I TRIED TO [ BLEEP ] HIM
A LITTLE BIT
AND MAKE IT LEGITIMATE.
THE LAST TIME
THE CRABS GO IN THE TANK.
THE SEASON'S OVER.
WE GOING HOME.
SWEET!
RIGHT ON! YEAH!
Narrator:
THE TOTALS ARE IN.
Narrator: TWO MILES
FROM THE DUTCH HARBOR DOCKS,
THE FLEET SIGHTS PRIEST ROCK,
A WELCOME LANDMARK,
MARKING THE END
TO A BRUTAL CRAB SEASON.
Colburn:
EVERY TIME WE'VE HEADED IN,
IT'S BEEN EITHER NASTY,
UGLY, SCRAMBLING.
IT'S KIND OF NICE TO HEAD IN
DURING SOME DECENT WEATHER.
Narrator:
FOR THE VETERAN SKIPPERS,
THEIR MANY YEARS
ON THE BERING SEA
BLEND INTO EACH OTHER.
BUT EVERY SECOND
ON THESE UNFORGIVING WATERS...
Boy:
I LOVE YOU, DADDY.
IF YOU GUYS WANT TO DO A DANCE,
GO FOR IT, OKAY?
...HAS BEEN ETCHED
INTO THEIR SOULS.
IT'S LIKE A GAME OF POKER.
[ SIGHS ]
I CAN'T BREATHE.
I CAN'T BREATHE.
WHAT'S SHAKIN', BACON?
DID YOU MISS ME?
IT'S MY CHAIR.
I LOVE THIS CHAIR.
John: I CAN TAKE
A GOOD PUNCH IN THE FACE,
BUT I LIKE TO GIVE THEM BACK,
TOO.
I HOOKED IT
A LITTLE TO THE LEFT.
NEXT TIME,
I'M GONNA ADJUST IT BETTER.
Man: OKAY, THANK YOU
FOR YOUR INTERVIEW SIR.
Andy: I GOT THE COOLEST JOB
IN THE WORLD.
THE COOLEST BROTHERS
IN THE WORLD.
WOULDN'T TRADE THEM
FOR A [BLEEP] THING.
Narrator:
WITH THE FINAL TALLIES IN,
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
ON THE NORTHWESTERN
HAULED IN 890,000 POUNDS
OF CRAB
WORTH $1.5 MILLION.
EACH CREW MEMBER WILL HEAD IN
WITH $37,000 IN THEIR POCKET.
Man:
WHAT DO WE GOT?
YOU GUYS ARE OVER
BY 300 POUNDS.
SEE?
OPTIMIST.
YOU CAN GO HOME.
LET'S GO HOME.
AFTER A SEASON RACKED
WITH CRUSHING WAVES
AND CLOSE CALLS...
Colburn: WATCH OUT!
HANG ON! HANG ON!
Narrator: ...SKIPPER KEITH
STILL FINISHED STRONG.
THE WIZARD LANDED
1.4 MILLION POUNDS OF CRAB
WORTH $2.38 MILLION.
EACH CREWMAN WILL HEAD HOME
WITH $55,000 OF HARD-EARNED PAY.
Colburn: WE GOT THROUGH IT.
BOAT'S FLOATING.
GUYS ARE SAFE.
THAT'S WHAT MATTERS.
GOOD TO HAVE YOU ON.
THANK YOU, THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.
Narrator:
ON THE TIME BANDIT,
BRUTAL WORK
FRACTURED THE TIGHT-KNIT CREW.
BUT THE HILLSTRAND BROTHERS
FOUGHT ON
TO DELIVER 700,000 POUNDS
OF CRAB
WORTH 1 MILLION BUCKS.
EACH DECKHAND WENT HOME
$42,000 RICHER.
GIVE ME SOME SKIN.
GIVE ME SOME SKIN.
SKIN.
SKIN. SKIN.
AND THE TIME BANDIT
RETURNS HOME TO HOMER, ALASKA.
BETTER WATCH
WHERE YOU'RE GOING.
Narrator: THE THREE GENERATIONS
OF HILLSTRANDS
REUNITE TO PAY RESPECT
TO THE FAMILY PATRIARCH
BURIED IN THE HILLS ABOVE.
[ FOGHORN BLARES ]
ABOARD THE CORNELIA MARIE,
CAPTAIN PHIL HARRIS
MADE A SPECTACULAR COMEBACK.
HE HAULED ABOARD
700,000 POUNDS OF CRAB
WORTH JUST OVER 1 MILLION BUCKS.
THE CREW WAS PAID OUT
$47,000 APIECE.
SO, WE PICK THIS UP.
AND PHIL'S ELDEST SON
RECEIVED A PRICELESS BONUS.
THIS DEFINITELY MEANS THAT
YOU'RE A CRABBER RIGHT HERE,
THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE.
HAVE TO WORK
FOR ONE OF THESE.
YOU DON'T JUST GET THEM
HANDED TO YOU.
YOU'VE COME
A LONG WAY, BUD.
I LOVE YOU.
AND I'M PROUD OF YOU.
THANK YOU.
BOTH OF US GOT THEM, MAN.
I HAD TO PAY A LOT MORE
FOR MINE, BUT...
PBHT.
Narrator: AND SO,
FOR A FEW SHORT MONTHS,
THE FISHERMEN HEAD BACK
TO LAND AND THEIR LOVED ONES...
[ CHEERS ]
...UNTIL THE SIREN CALL
OF THE BEARING SEA
SUMMONS THEM ONCE AGAIN.
Ryser: I FISHED A PLACE
LIKE NO OTHER PLACE
YOU'LL EVER FIND ON EARTH,
A PLACE WHERE THE HARD WORK
AND DANGER
CAN AND SHOULD
REFLECT A MAN'S WORTH.
I FISHED A PLACE
WHERE THE HOURS ARE LONG,
SLEEP RARE, IF AT ALL,
A PLACE WHERE EVEN THE STRONG
SOMETIMES STUMBLE AND FALL.
I FISHED A PLACE
WHERE YOU SPEND COUNTLESS HOURS
PULLING COUNTLESS POTS,
A PLACE WHERE THE MEMORY
OF HER BACK HOME
IS THOUGHT
IN COUNTLESS THOUGHTS.
I FISHED A PLACE
WHERE THE WEATHER CAN TURN...
BAD IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE...
A PLACE WHERE THOSE
WILL GET HURT.
SOME WILL EVEN DIE.
[ SIREN BLARES ]
I LOVE THIS PLACE AND THE PRIDE
THAT IT'S GIVEN ME.
YOU SEE, VERY FEW PEOPLE
ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH
CAN SAY...
"I'VE CRAB-FISHED
THE BERING SEA."
FROM THE COAST GUARD.
THERE'S THE EPIRB GOING OFF.
FISHING VESSEL TAKING ON WATER
ON THE NORTH SHORE OF AKUTAN.
GO!
Hansen:
IT'S JUST SCREAMING.
WHOA!
I'M JUST
GETTING TOSSED NOW.
THERE'S NOWHERE TO HIDE
OUT HERE.
WHOO! WHOO!
[ ALARM BLARING ]
WATCH OUT!
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
Narrator:
THE BERING SEA CRAB FLEET
HAS ENDURED EIGHT HOURS
OF PUMMELING
FROM THE SAVAGE ARCTIC STORM.
THIS IS AS SERIOUS
AS IT GETS.
Narrator: FOUR HOURS AGO,
A DISTRESS CALL WAS ISSUED
BY A 58-FOOT COD FISHING VESSEL.
THE SKIPPERS
ARE STILL UNCERTAIN
OF THE FATE
OF ITS FOUR-MAN CREW.
Phil: LAST NIGHT,
THE COAST GUARD CAME ON
WITH A PAN-PAN
ABOUT THE [BLEEP]
IT WAS AROUND AKUTAN,
TAKING ON WATER.
AND THEN I HAVEN'T HEARD
ANYTHING ELSE.
I DON'T KNOW IF THEY FOUND
THOSE GUYS OR...
...IF THEY'RE ALL RIGHT
OR NOT.
Hansen: YEAH, SOUNDS LIKE A BOAT
HIT THE BEACH IN AKUTAN,
RIGHT OFF THE NORTH SIDE.
IT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.
Narrator: BY 9:00 A.M.,
COAST GUARD ASSETS
FROM ACROSS THE BERING SEA
ARRIVE AT
THE SHIPWRECKED VESSEL...
...ALONG WITH TWO
GOOD SAMARITAN BOATS.
THE ONLY WAY THE BOAT
IS COMING OFF THE ROCKS
IS IN PIECES.
HURRICANE-FORCE WINDS ARE
OBSTRUCTING ANY RESCUE ATTEMPTS
OF THE FOUR TRAPPED FISHERMEN
BY AIR.
THE SHALLOW, ROCKY COASTLINE
WOULD DESTROY ANY BOAT
MAKING A RESCUE ATTEMPT BY SEA.
WITH THE WAVES
REPEATEDLY BASHING
THE TWO-INCH HULL
OF THE FISHING VESSEL,
EVERY MOMENT OF HESITATION
COULD SPELL TRAGEDY
FOR HER CREW.
SCATTERED THROUGHOUT
THE ALEUTIANS
ARE GRIM REMINDERS
OF HOW QUICKLY BREAKERS
AND ROCKS CAN SHRED STEEL.
THE RESCUERS DECIDE
THEY CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER
FOR THE SWELLS TO DIE DOWN.
Man #1:
STABILIZE THE BASKET ON DECK.
AS SOON AS THE PERSON'S IN,
WE'LL START HOISTING YOU UP
ONE AT A TIME.
Man #2: YEAH, WE'RE ALL
STANDING HERE. GOT THAT FINE.
ALL RIGHTY.
LET'S GO AHEAD.
ROGER.
WE'RE GOING FROM 200 FEET
DOWN TO 100 FEET
IN A MATTER OF A SECOND.
FIERCE 50-MILE-PER-HOUR GUSTS
ROCK THE RESCUE BASKET
AND THE CHOPPER.
THE COAST GUARD IS FORCED
TO ABORT.
I'M GONNA BE HONEST
RIGHT NOW.
I THINK WE'RE GONNA BE ASKING
TOO MUCH
OUT OF THIS AIRCRAFT
AND US
TO BE ABLE
TO DO THIS, GUYS.
FOR MORE THAN FOUR HOURS,
20-FOOT BREAKERS HAVE CRASHED
INTO THE DOOMED VESSEL...
...AND SLAMMED THE CREW
AROUND THE WHEELHOUSE.
THEY'RE RIGGING UP.
ROGER THAT.
...AT THIS TIME.
WITH THEIR RADIO COMMUNICATIONS
COMPLETELY FAILING,
THE BATTERED FISHERMEN
TAKE THEIR SURVIVAL
INTO THEIR OWN HANDS.
THE MASSIVE WAVES HAVE HURLED
SEVERAL POTS OFF THEIR DECK.
THE FISHERMEN HAVE SEIZED
THE OPPORTUNITY
TO SECURE
ONE OF THE POT'S SHOT LINES
THAT HAD SNAGGED ON THEIR STERN.
WITH THE TIDE RETREATING,
THE LINE WILL PROVIDE A HANDHOLD
FOR THE CROSSING,
BUT NO GUARANTEES.
YEAH, HE'S MOVING
PRETTY QUICKLY THERE.
I KNOW, I KNOW.
THE FIRST CREWMAN PREPARES
TO ENTER THE DEADLY SURF
OF THE 38-DEGREE BERING SEA.
AH, THAT WAS A BIG ONE.
YEAH, IT WAS.
THERE'S GOING TO BE NOBODY
TO HELP HIM.
THERE'S A COUPLE
OF REALLY BIG ONES
ROLLING IN RIGHT NOW.
YEP, HE'S GOING.
THERE HE GOES.
NICE WORK.
OH!
GET UP THERE.
OH!
JUST INCHES FROM THE SHORE,
A FISHERMAN IS CLOBBERED.
HE'S GONNA BE GOOD
AFTER THIS ONE CRASHES THROUGH.
LOOKS LIKE HE'S MADE IT
ASHORE NOW.
THREE MEN HAVE MADE
THE CROSSING,
LEAVING JUST ONE MAN
STILL STRANDED ON THE BOAT.
COME ON, BROTHER. OH.
AGAINST THAT ROCK.
HE'S IN BETWEEN THE TWO ROCKS.
WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE
HE'S BACK ON HIS FEET
ON THAT LARGER ROCK.
YEAH. ALL RIGHT.
HE'S MOVING.
GO, GO, GO.
ARE THEY ON THAT ROCK?
THEY ALL ASHORE?
HE'S STILL PROBABLY CAUGHT UP
IN THE SURF.
I'D WAIT
BEFORE YOU CALL IT.
ALL FOUR CREW MEMBERS
ARE NOW SAFELY ASHORE.
Man #1: AT LEAST HAVE
A LIGHT ROPE STRETCHED OUT.
Narrator: SCRAMBLING
OVER THE STEEP, WINDY CLIFFS
OF THE ALEUTIAN ISLAND
OF AKUTAN...
I DON'T KNOW.
...THE FOUR-MAN CREW OF
THE SHIPWRECKED FISHING VESSEL,
STILL WITHOUT
RADIO COMMUNICATION,
MAKE THEIR WAY TO HIGHER GROUND.
HE'S GOING WAY HIGH.
LOOK AT HIM.
I KNOW.
THAT IS NOT
WHAT I WANTED THEM TO DO.
IS THERE ANYWAY WE CAN POINT
THEM IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION?
ROGER.
LET'S CLIMB UP
ABOUT 100 FEET
AND SLIDE INTO THE CLIFF.
ROGER.
Man #3: IS THERE ROOM
OUT THE RIGHT-HAND SIDE
TO HOIST RIGHT NOW?
YES, SIR.
PERFECT.
Narrator: THE COAST GUARD
LOWERS THEIR BASKET,
INDICATING WHERE THE MEN
SHOULD GATHER.
LET'S GO.
COME ON, GUYS.
THEY'RE YELLING
AT HIM NOW.
HE'S POINTING TO HIM TO TRY
TO TELL HIM TO COME DOWN.
Man #3: OKAY,
YOUR FIRST SURVIVOR
IS NEXT TO THAT BIG BOLDER
RIGHT THERE OFF THE NOSE, OKAY?
ALL RIGHT, SIR.
FIRST SURVIVOR'S
HANGING TO THE BASKET.
TAKE THE LOAD,
AND SURVIVOR IS CLEAR.
ROGER.
AND COMING UP.
ALL RIGHT, HAUL IT IN.
YEP.
ALL RIGHT, SURVIVOR'S
INSIDE THE CABIN.
AND SURVIVOR'S
STILL GOING UP.
ROGER.
BASKET'S GOING DOWN.
ALL RIGHT.
ONE, TWO, THREE.
ALL RIGHT,
SURVIVOR'S INSIDE THE CABIN.
ALL RIGHT.
JUST GOING TO PULL BACK.
KEEP GOING.
ONE, TWO, THREE.
OKAY, GUARD THE DOOR.
ALL RIGHT, SIR.
WE'RE READY
FOR FORWARD FLIGHT, SIR.
ROGER.
Man #3:
THERE IS NO INJURIES.
Narrator:
THE NEWS OF THE RESCUE
IS QUICKLY RELAYED
ACROSS THE FLEET.
WELL, THAT'S TOO BAD
FOR THE BOAT,
BUT, YOU KNOW,
AT THE END OF THE DAY,
THE BOAT'S REALLY
NOT THAT IMPORTANT,
AS LONG AS THE GUYS
ALL MADE IT TO SAFETY.
THAT'S THE BIG DEAL.
I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY LOST
THAT BOAT.
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BOAT.
IN THESE STORMS,
LIKE WHAT WE WENT THROUGH
LAST NIGHT AND TODAY,
A NEW BOAT WILL GO DOWN
JUST LIKE AN OLD BOAT.
Hansen:
YEAH, THAT'S A SHAME.
I DON'T KNOW
HOW THEY ENDED UP ON THERE.
ALL RIGHT. WELL, IT SOUNDS LIKE
THEY GOT THEM UP.
THAT'S THE MAIN THING.
Narrator: 388 MILES TO
THE NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE WIZARD.
Colburn:
WE JUST KEEP GETTING SLAMMED.
ALTHOUGH IT'S NOT SUCKING,
IT'S BLOWING.
Narrator:
SKIPPER KEITH COLBURN
IS BATTLING
THE SAME ARCTIC STORM
THAT HAS ALREADY SHIPWRECKED
ONE VESSEL.
THIS TRIP HAS BEEN JUST
ONE SUCKY DAY AFTER ANOTHER.
Narrator: WITH THE FINAL
OFF-LOAD APPROACHING
AND 15,000 POUNDS
STILL TO CATCH,
THE SKIPPER MUST GET
HIS REMAINING 20 POTS
INTO THE WATER.
Colburn: WE CAN SNEAK
A FEW POTS OFF RIGHT HERE
AND GET THIS GEAR STAGED AND SET
ON GOOD FISHING
TO PUT THIS TRIP IN,
FILL THE BOAT QUICK NOW.
DONE, BOOM, OVER.
Lawler:
HELL OF A TIME.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A GOOD OLD TIME.
Man: YOU'RE LOVING IT,
AREN'T YOU?
IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG
WITH LOVING IT?
JUST WAIT TILL YOU GET
THE [BLEEP] KNOCKED OUT OF YOU.
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
YEAH, OKAY. GO AHEAD, GUYS.
THE STRATEGY IS THE GUYS
ARE GONNA RUN OUT ON DECK,
THEY'RE GONNA DUMP THAT POT,
AND GET ANOTHER ONE
ON THE RACK -- SECURE IT.
THEN THEY'RE GONNA BE RIGHT
OFF DECK AGAIN, JUST LIKE THAT.
GOT YOUR BUOYS READY?
GOOD, RUSS.
GET RID OF HER.
HURRY UP!
Colburn: THIS STORM PICKED UP
REALLY FAST,
SO WE'RE TRYING TO GET
THE GEAR OFF REALLY FAST,
KEEP THE GUYS ON DECK
FOR THE LEAST AMOUNT OF TIME
POSSIBLE.
ANY LUCK,
THEY'LL BE OUT THERE
FOR MAYBE 60 SECONDS
AT THE MOST.
OH, WE GOT SOME SNEAKERS
COMING DOWN
BOTH SIDES NOW, GUYS.
AHH!
Colburn: OKAY, GUY, MOVE,
MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!
[ PHONE RINGING ]
THERE IT IS.
HEADING OUT?
LET HER RIP.
Narrator:
FOR THE SECOND TIME,
THE CREW RUSHES OUT
TO LAUNCH ONE POT
AND STAGE THE NEXT.
ALL RIGHT,
GO AHEAD AND LET HER GO.
Man: COME ON, LYNN,
WE GOT TO GO!
YEAH, LYNN, YOU NEED TO USE
SOME COMMON SENSE, OKAY?
YOU GOT, LIKE, TWO SECONDS
TO UNTIE THAT TIE.
IF YOU CAN'T UNTIE IT, YOU'VE
COME TO [BLEEP] ALL RIGHT?
TIE IT, LYNN!
COME ON!
Narrator: USUALLY,
KEITH HURRIES HIS GREENHORNS
TO FISH FASTER.
COME ON, GUYS, YOU'RE TAKING
TOO MUCH TIME ON THIS.
Narrator: BUT NOW, HIS URGENCY
IS TO KEEP THEM ALIVE.
YOU'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING,
YOU'RE OFF THE [BLEEP] DECK.
YEAH, I'M GOING IN.
IT'S GETTING PRETTY GNARLY
OUT THERE.
A CARNIVAL RIDE IN HELL
RIGHT NOW.
[ LAUGHTER ]
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
ALL RIGHT,
GO AHEAD AND LET HER GO.
Narrator: AS 30-FOOT WAVES
BEGIN COLLIDING
FROM EVERY DIRECTION,
EVERY CELL IN KEITH'S BODY
IS ON HIGH ALERT.
Colburn: UH-OH.
OKAY, YOU GUYS,
EVERYBODY HANG ON.
THE NEXT WAVE
MIGHT HAVE SOME OOMPH TO IT.
JUST HIDE IN THE CORNER
FOR A SECOND.
THAT HAD SOME MEAT TO IT.
PRETTY SAVAGE.
YEAH, IT IS.
OKAY, YOU GUYS
CAN GET OUT OF THERE.
BRING IT IN!
GET THIS LAST POT OFF.
THAT'S IT. WE'RE DONE.
IT'S BETTER TO BE INSIDE
THAN OUT IN THE WEATHER,
BUT IT'S KIND OF A DRAG
'CAUSE IT SLOWS US DOWN,
AND WE'RE HOME A LOT LATER
TO OUR FAMILIES, FRIENDS,
HOMES, PETS.
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
READY?
IF IT'S READY,
GET RID OF IT, RUSS.
HERE WE GO.
WATCH YOUR FEET.
LAST ONE.
Colburn:
RIGHT ON. GOOD JOB, GUYS.
RUN, RUN, RUN!
WE'LL MANAGE TO FIGHT OUR WAY
THROUGH THESE STORMS.
WE'LL PICK GEAR WHEN WE CAN.
WE'LL JOG WHEN WE HAVE TO.
I'M JUST GLAD
WE GOT THE GEAR OFF.
EVERYBODY'S IN THE HOUSE.
Narrator: 270 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON BOARD THE NORTHWESTERN,
SKIPPER SIG HANSEN IS STRUGGLING
IN HIGH WINDS
AND DANGEROUS CURRENTS
TO AVOID THE SAME FATE
AS THE COD FISHING VESSEL
THAT SHIPWRECKED OFF OF AKUTAN.
Hansen: WE'RE JUST ABOUT
A QUARTER MILE OFF THE BEACH.
WITH A BIG STACK OF GEAR ON
LIKE WE'VE GOT,
IT JUST GRABS THE GEAR
LIKE A SAIL,
AND IT JUST STARTS
PUSHING US OUT.
Narrator: THE NORTHWESTERN
HAS DUCKED
BEHIND THE LEE SIDE
OF ST. PAUL ISLAND
TO TAKE SHELTER
FROM THE STORM.
THE WHOLE DAMN FLEET'S
OUT HERE,
DOING THE SAME THING
RIGHT NOW.
Narrator:
RATCHETING UP THE DANGER,
SIG IS RIDING LOW,
HIS TANKS STUFFED WITH HIS FINAL
OFF-LOAD OF OPILIO CRAB.
Hansen: IF I JUST LAID MY HAND
OFF THE THROTTLE
FOR A COUPLE OF SECONDS --
OR THE JOG STICK --
WE'RE SIDEWAYS.
WE HAVE NO RADAR.
THAT WENT OUT
RIGHT BEFORE DAYBREAK.
BECAUSE IT'S BLOWING SO HARD,
WE DON'T GET A SIGNAL.
Man: I'm in trouble.
I'm in big trouble here.
I got hit,
almost flipped over.
Water was pouring in.
A couple of guys bloody.
I got some problems.
OH, GET UP HERE QUICK!
I mean, I even filled
my wheelhouse up.
Man #2: Coming right over.
Coming right over.
Man #3: Okay,
just do what you need to do.
We're on our way.
OH, BOY.
NUKA ISLAND'S IN BIG TROUBLE.
Narrator: JUST 600 YARDS
BEHIND THE NORTHWESTERN,
A ROGUE WAVE COLLIDES WITH THE
97-FOOT CRAB VESSEL NUKA ISLAND.
HE'S GOT WATER
COMING THROUGH HIS WHEELHOUSE.
NOT GOOD.
HE'S IN BIG TROUBLE.
Narrator: ONE OF THE NEARBY
BOATS IS THE SEA STAR.
SKIPPER LARRY HENDRICKS RACES
TO THE SCENE TO LEND A HAND.
OH, MY.
THE NUKA ISLAND TOOK A WAVE
SO LARGE FROM THE STERN
THAT IT ROLLED THE BOAT OVER
ON ITS SIDE.
THEY FILLED THEIR WHEELHOUSE.
I UNDERSTAND THEY HAVE A COUPLE
BANGED UP CREW MEMBERS.
Okay,
this is Sea Star here.
NUKA ISLAND,
DO YOU PICK ME UP HERE?
YEAH, HE'S NOT ANSWERING.
I'M WORRIED SICK.
THEIR ELECTRONICS ARE GOING DOWN
WITH SALTWATER.
BELIEVE ME, HE IS
IN ONE HELL OF A FIX.
THEY'RE RIGHT UP THERE.
OH.
Lennon:
I think we're okay.
I got the boat
back on course.
OH, BOY.
I think we're okay.
It was just that one wave
that almost flipped us over.
Narrator: MIRACULOUSLY,
SKIPPER NORMAN LENNON
OF THE 199-TON CRABBER
NUKA ISLAND
WAS ABLE TO RIGHT THE BOAT
AFTER A 90-DEGREE CAPSIZE.
Okay, thanks, Larry.
Appreciate that.
Hansen: HE'S GOT THE BOAT
UP AND RIGHTED.
SOUNDS LIKE HE'S JUST TRYING TO
GET HIS WAY AROUND THE CORNER.
HE'S LUCKY
IT CAME BACK UP.
THE STARBOARD WINDOW
WAS UNDER WATER.
Lennon: SPOOKY, HUH?
Narrator: BY NIGHTFALL,
THE WIZARD IS 360 MILES
TO THE NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR,
AND THE STORM CONTINUES TO RAGE.
OH, YEAH!
WHOO!
IT'S NOT BLOWING.
IT'S SMOKING OUT THERE.
Narrator: SKIPPER KEITH HAS
YET TO EMERGE FROM THE STORM.
THE CREW'S BEEN FIGHTING WEATHER
FOR 20 STRAIGHT HOURS.
YEAH!
AHH.
Colburn: YOU GUYS, LET'S NOT
BE LACKADAISICAL, OKAY?
LET'S REMEMBER THAT IT'S
[BLEEP] OUT HERE, OKAY?
Narrator: BUT WITH THE FINAL
OFF-LOAD JUST HOURS WAY,
THE CAPTAIN CONTINUES
TO PUSH HIS MEN.
CROSBY, JUST STAY SHARP
AT THE RAIL THERE, OKAY?
I DON'T KNOW
IF WE'RE GONNA HAVE ANY MORE
SNEAK DOWN THE RAIL
LIKE THAT.
NOT MAKING MUCH HEADWAY
INTO THIS, EITHER,
AND IT'S NOT THE SEA
THAT'S HOLDING ME BACK.
IT'S THE WIND.
AND IT JUST KICKED UP HERE
IN THE LAST 45 MINUTES.
WHOA!
WHOO-HOO!
GIVE IT A PUSH,
GENTLEMEN.
BIG PUSH.
WHOO!
[ LAUGHTER ]
PROBABLY WATCH THE WEATHER
KICK UP A NOTCH OR TWO.
Colburn:
WORKING THE [BLEEP]
YEAH, WE'RE DEFINITELY
BEING SHUT DOWN.
Narrator: DESPITE NUMBERS
IN THE 600's,
SKIPPER KEITH CAN NO LONGER
EXPOSE HIS CREW
TO THE SAVAGE CONDITIONS.
Colburn: GET OFF DECK
AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE, GUYS.
JOHNNY!
RIGHT NOW, WE'RE HEADING
THE WRONG WAY.
Narrator: ALL SEASON LONG,
KEITH HAS STRUGGLED
TO FIND THE SWEET SPOT
BETWEEN THE CREW'S SAFETY
AND CATCHING CRAB.
KEITH'S DECISION
TO PULL HIS MEN IN
CAME NOT A MOMENT TOO SOON.
Colburn:
WHOA, HEAD'S UP!
Narrator: 360 MILES TO
THE NORTHWEST IS THE WIZARD.
A MASSIVE 40-FOOT WAVE
SLAMMED INTO HER BOW.
THANK GOD
NOBODY WAS OUT THERE.
Narrator: AS DAWN BREAKS,
KEITH ASSESSES THE DAMAGE.
AS SOON AS YOU
TAKE A WAVE LIKE THAT,
YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THAT THERE'S
MORE THAN JUST WATER ON DECK.
Narrator: IF HE HADN'T
CLEARED HIS MEN OFF THE DECK,
KEITH MAY HAVE
RETURNED TO PORT ALONE.
Colburn: YEAH, THAT STUFF MOVED
FOUR OR FIVE FEET.
THE GEAR'S NOT TIED IN AND
SECURED THE WAY IT SHOULD BE.
Narrator: NOW CAPTAIN KEITH
SENDS THE MEN
TO SECURE THE LOOSE STEEL POTS
BEFORE THEY WREAK HAVOC
ON THE BOAT OR THE CREW.
THIS POT KNOWS THAT ALTHOUGH
WATER IS LIQUID,
IT STILL CARRIES
QUITE A BIT OF FORCE.
AND THAT FORCE JUST
TWEAKED THEM ALL A LITTLE BIT.
Colburn: ONE MORE GUY CLIMB UP
ON THAT.
LET'S TRY TO DOUBLE UP SOME TIES
ON THAT FORWARD STACK.
THIS ISN'T A WALK DOWN THE DECK
PROJECT, ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS?
I NEED YOU GUYS SCRAMBLING.
I NEED POT TIES ON THE
FORWARD STACK, FRONT, AND AFT.
ALL RIGHT, GUYS? COME ON.
Narrator: WITH THE BOAT
STILL BEING ROCKED,
KEITH WANTS HIS MEN OFF THE DECK
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
Colburn: YOU GUYS,
I WANT TO SEE YOU MOVE!
Narrator: THESE DECKHANDS
HAVE BEEN BATTLING WEATHER
FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS.
Colburn:
STOP [BLEEP] WITH THE TABLE.
START WORRYING
ABOUT THE CRAB POTS FIRST,
JUST LIKE I ASKED YOU TO
BEFORE YOU WENT OUT THERE.
Narrator:
THEY'RE RUNNING ON FUMES,
AND EVEN THE SKIPPER'S SIMPLEST
ORDERS ARE BARELY REGISTERING.
THIS IS NOT
WHAT I WANTED TO SEE.
I WANTED TO SEE A CONCISE EFFORT
TO GET THIS [BLEEP] DONE,
NOT A BUNCH OF WANDERING
[BLEEP] AROUND.
EVERYBODY BACK IN THE HOUSE
RIGHT NOW.
EVERYBODY OFF THE DECK NOW!
HEY, LISTEN UP!
I WANT POT TIES
ON THAT FORWARD STACK.
DON'T [BLEEP]
WITH THE TABLE.
ARE YOU READY TO DO THIS?
Man:
YEAH, WE'RE READY.
LET'S EXPEDITE THIS THING, OKAY?
NO WANDERING AROUND IN CIRCLES.
THIS WHERE YOU WANT
TO PUT IT?
YEAH.
Narrator:
AFTER KEITH'S PEP TALK,
THEY FINISH
SECURING THE DECK.
HELL OF A DAY,
AND IT'S NOT EVEN NOON YET.
Narrator: NINE HOURS LATER...
Colburn: IT'S COME DOWN ENOUGH
TO WHERE IT IS MANAGEABLE,
BUT IT'S NOT COME DOWN
TO THE POINT
WHERE I CAN LET UP MY GUARD.
Narrator: THE FINAL POTS
OF THE SEASON.
IF WE STILL GET 350 TO 500
CRAB PER POT,
WE CAN DO SOME DAMAGE FAST
AND FINISH THIS TRIP UP
IN SHORT ORDER.
THAT'S WHAT WE NEED TO DO.
WE NEED TO GET THIS TRIP BEHIND
US. I'M TIRED OF THIS TRIP.
YEAH!
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
BEAUTIFUL!
WHOO!
THE FASTER WE FILL
THE BOAT UP, WE GO HOME SOONER,
WHICH IS REALLY THE BOTTOM LINE.
Narrator: THE MEN HAVE ONLY
ONE LAST GRIND OF 20 POTS
BEFORE THEY CAN HEAD FOR HOME.
AND WITH A MERE THREE POTS LEFT,
THE SUN FINALLY SHINES
ON THE WIZARD.
Guitard: THE WHOLE TRIP HAS BEEN
[BLEEP] WEATHER.
IT HASN'T BEEN PRETTY OUT.
BUT NOW, ALL OF A SUDDEN,
YOU TAKE A LOOK OUTSIDE --
IT'S SUNNY, BLUE SKIES.
IT'S BEAUTIFUL OUT HERE.
YEAH, THE WEATHER'S NICE.
HOPEFULLY WE CAN STOP
[BLEEP] AROUND AND GET IT HOME,
GET TO TOWN.
WHEN THAT LAST OPI POT
BREAKS THE WATER...
[ SIGHS ]
...I'M GONNA BE A HAPPY GUY.
Man:
LAST ONE!
LAST ONE!
LAST ONE!
FINALLY! THANK YOU!
WHOO!
THAT'S GOOD FISHING.
THAT IS TAKING US DOWN!
THAT IS TAKING US DOWN!
GOING HOME TIME.
GOING HOME.
Colburn: I FEEL LIKE IT'S
A PRETTY GOOD SEASON FOR ME.
WITH EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED,
I FEEL PRETTY GOOD ABOUT IT.
HIGH FIVE, BUDDY.
GOOD JOB, KEN.
I DON'T REALLY FEEL EXCITED
ABOUT IT.
I JUST FEEL A LOT OF RELIEF.
Narrator: 390 MILES TO
THE NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR,
THE ARCTIC STORM
HAS FINALLY MOVED
THROUGH SKIPPER
PHIL HARRIS' FISHING GROUNDS.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS.
WE'RE DONE.
[ CHEERS ]
Narrator: PHIL SPENT THE NIGHT
BATTLING 30-FOOT SEAS
TO FILL HIS 6 TANKS.
THE WEATHER CONDITIONS
ARE [BLEEP]
WATCH IT!
Narrator: WITH HIS FINAL
OFF-LOAD IN JUST 20 HOURS,
HIS PLAN IS TO QUICKLY
PLUG THE BOAT
AND LEAVE HIS UNBAITED POTS
IN THE WATER WHILE HE DELIVERS.
Phil: I WROTE TODAY OFF
AS WE WEREN'T GONNA FISH AT ALL,
SO ANYTHING I GET TODAY
IS A BONUS.
Narrator:
FOR PHIL'S SON JOSH,
THE LAST STRING
IS A CHANCE TO PROVE HIMSELF
BY THROWING THE HOOK.
MIGHT AS WELL
GIVE HER A WHIRL.
SHOW THE OLD MAN THAT I'VE
LEARNED SOMETHING ALONG THE WAY.
Phil: THROWING THE HOOK
IS A BIG DEAL FOR JOSH.
IF HE WANTS TO MAKE
THE BIG BUCKS,
HE NEEDS TO KNOW
WHAT HE'S DOING.
Narrator:
TO MAKE IT INTERESTING,
THE BOYS HAVE PLACED
A LITTLE WAGER.
Phil:
THAT'S SUCH A SUCKER BET.
BECAUSE IT'S HOW I DRIVE THE
BOAT WHETHER HE MISSES OR NOT.
ALL I HAVE TO DO IS GO SLOW
AND HE MAKES IT,
GO FAST AND HE DON'T.
PRESSURE'S ON.
PRESSURE'S ON.
I THINK WE'LL GIVE HIM
SOME DISTANCE ON THIS ONE.
OH, BOY.
HE'S GOING
FOR THE LONG BOMB, HUH?
Man: YEAH!
NICE SHOT!
Phil: DAMN.
HE'S GOT THEM LONG ONES DOWN.
Narrator:
JOSH MAY BE HIS SON,
BUT PHIL'S NOT ABOUT
TO LET HIM WIN.
NOW WE'LL THROW
A LITTLE SPEED THERE,
JUST A LITTLE BIT.
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
NOW HE'S FLUSTERED.
[ LAUGHS ]
THIS IS A REAL WORKING DEAL
HERE, BUDDY.
HE'S UP THERE
BEING DALE EARNHARDT,
THINKING IT'S FUNNY, YOU KNOW?
[ LAUGHS ]
GET READY.
WHAT KIND OF BEER
ARE WE GETTING?
[ LAUGHS ]
THE NAIL, ACTUALLY.
WHOO!
GOOD JOB!
[BLEEP]
YEAH! ALL RIGHT!
I WASN'T MOVING ON THAT ONE.
[ LAUGHS ]
THE SUSPENSE IS BUILDING.
OW! [BLEEP]
UH-OH.
[ LAUGHS ]
UH-OH.
BOY, DID YOU [BLEEP] UP.
NO, NO.
I DROPPED THE BUOY [BLEEP]
OH, [BLEEP]
THAT'S A DROP,
NOT A MISSED BUOY.
YOU MISSED.
YOU [BLEEP] UP.
TAKE IT LIKE A MAN.
I'D SAY IT'S AT LEAST
A SIX PACK.
HE DROPPED IT.
I FUMBLED IT AT THE COUNT.
THAT WASN'T A MISS.
GOD, I SWEAR THE [BLEEP]
HIS DAD WAS THE POSTMAN
OR SOMETHING.
YOU LUCKED OUT
'CAUSE WE BET ABOUT MISSING --
MISSING THROWING THE HOOK.
SO IT'S STILL ON.
BRING IT ON!
Narrator: SINCE, TECHNICALLY,
JOSH DIDN'T MISS THE THROW,
IT'S STILL GAME ON.
YOU GOT ONE MORE,
BUCKWHEAT.
NOW I'LL THROW THE DISTANCE IN
WITH A LITTLE SPEED.
BRING IT.
Phil: IF HE WINS THIS,
YOU WON'T SHUT HIM UP.
MOUTH WILL BE FLAPPING
ALL DAY LONG.
THAT'S ALL WE'RE GONNA
HEAR ABOUT.
Josh:
GET THE SWORD FOR IT.
I GOT A FEELING
HE AIN'T GONNA STOP.
[ SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
[ LAUGHS ]
AHH.
YEAH!
HEY, BUDDY!
[ CHEERS ]
YOU WON, BUDDY.
GOOD JOB, JOSH.
I GOT TO GIVE IT TO HIM,
YOU KNOW?
I TRIED TO [ BLEEP ] HIM
A LITTLE BIT
AND MAKE IT LEGITIMATE.
THE LAST TIME
THE CRABS GO IN THE TANK.
THE SEASON'S OVER.
WE GOING HOME.
SWEET!
RIGHT ON! YEAH!
Narrator:
THE TOTALS ARE IN.
Narrator: TWO MILES
FROM THE DUTCH HARBOR DOCKS,
THE FLEET SIGHTS PRIEST ROCK,
A WELCOME LANDMARK,
MARKING THE END
TO A BRUTAL CRAB SEASON.
Colburn:
EVERY TIME WE'VE HEADED IN,
IT'S BEEN EITHER NASTY,
UGLY, SCRAMBLING.
IT'S KIND OF NICE TO HEAD IN
DURING SOME DECENT WEATHER.
Narrator:
FOR THE VETERAN SKIPPERS,
THEIR MANY YEARS
ON THE BERING SEA
BLEND INTO EACH OTHER.
BUT EVERY SECOND
ON THESE UNFORGIVING WATERS...
Boy:
I LOVE YOU, DADDY.
IF YOU GUYS WANT TO DO A DANCE,
GO FOR IT, OKAY?
...HAS BEEN ETCHED
INTO THEIR SOULS.
IT'S LIKE A GAME OF POKER.
[ SIGHS ]
I CAN'T BREATHE.
I CAN'T BREATHE.
WHAT'S SHAKIN', BACON?
DID YOU MISS ME?
IT'S MY CHAIR.
I LOVE THIS CHAIR.
John: I CAN TAKE
A GOOD PUNCH IN THE FACE,
BUT I LIKE TO GIVE THEM BACK,
TOO.
I HOOKED IT
A LITTLE TO THE LEFT.
NEXT TIME,
I'M GONNA ADJUST IT BETTER.
Man: OKAY, THANK YOU
FOR YOUR INTERVIEW SIR.
Andy: I GOT THE COOLEST JOB
IN THE WORLD.
THE COOLEST BROTHERS
IN THE WORLD.
WOULDN'T TRADE THEM
FOR A [BLEEP] THING.
Narrator:
WITH THE FINAL TALLIES IN,
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
ON THE NORTHWESTERN
HAULED IN 890,000 POUNDS
OF CRAB
WORTH $1.5 MILLION.
EACH CREW MEMBER WILL HEAD IN
WITH $37,000 IN THEIR POCKET.
Man:
WHAT DO WE GOT?
YOU GUYS ARE OVER
BY 300 POUNDS.
SEE?
OPTIMIST.
YOU CAN GO HOME.
LET'S GO HOME.
AFTER A SEASON RACKED
WITH CRUSHING WAVES
AND CLOSE CALLS...
Colburn: WATCH OUT!
HANG ON! HANG ON!
Narrator: ...SKIPPER KEITH
STILL FINISHED STRONG.
THE WIZARD LANDED
1.4 MILLION POUNDS OF CRAB
WORTH $2.38 MILLION.
EACH CREWMAN WILL HEAD HOME
WITH $55,000 OF HARD-EARNED PAY.
Colburn: WE GOT THROUGH IT.
BOAT'S FLOATING.
GUYS ARE SAFE.
THAT'S WHAT MATTERS.
GOOD TO HAVE YOU ON.
THANK YOU, THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.
Narrator:
ON THE TIME BANDIT,
BRUTAL WORK
FRACTURED THE TIGHT-KNIT CREW.
BUT THE HILLSTRAND BROTHERS
FOUGHT ON
TO DELIVER 700,000 POUNDS
OF CRAB
WORTH 1 MILLION BUCKS.
EACH DECKHAND WENT HOME
$42,000 RICHER.
GIVE ME SOME SKIN.
GIVE ME SOME SKIN.
SKIN.
SKIN. SKIN.
AND THE TIME BANDIT
RETURNS HOME TO HOMER, ALASKA.
BETTER WATCH
WHERE YOU'RE GOING.
Narrator: THE THREE GENERATIONS
OF HILLSTRANDS
REUNITE TO PAY RESPECT
TO THE FAMILY PATRIARCH
BURIED IN THE HILLS ABOVE.
[ FOGHORN BLARES ]
ABOARD THE CORNELIA MARIE,
CAPTAIN PHIL HARRIS
MADE A SPECTACULAR COMEBACK.
HE HAULED ABOARD
700,000 POUNDS OF CRAB
WORTH JUST OVER 1 MILLION BUCKS.
THE CREW WAS PAID OUT
$47,000 APIECE.
SO, WE PICK THIS UP.
AND PHIL'S ELDEST SON
RECEIVED A PRICELESS BONUS.
THIS DEFINITELY MEANS THAT
YOU'RE A CRABBER RIGHT HERE,
THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE.
HAVE TO WORK
FOR ONE OF THESE.
YOU DON'T JUST GET THEM
HANDED TO YOU.
YOU'VE COME
A LONG WAY, BUD.
I LOVE YOU.
AND I'M PROUD OF YOU.
THANK YOU.
BOTH OF US GOT THEM, MAN.
I HAD TO PAY A LOT MORE
FOR MINE, BUT...
PBHT.
Narrator: AND SO,
FOR A FEW SHORT MONTHS,
THE FISHERMEN HEAD BACK
TO LAND AND THEIR LOVED ONES...
[ CHEERS ]
...UNTIL THE SIREN CALL
OF THE BEARING SEA
SUMMONS THEM ONCE AGAIN.
Ryser: I FISHED A PLACE
LIKE NO OTHER PLACE
YOU'LL EVER FIND ON EARTH,
A PLACE WHERE THE HARD WORK
AND DANGER
CAN AND SHOULD
REFLECT A MAN'S WORTH.
I FISHED A PLACE
WHERE THE HOURS ARE LONG,
SLEEP RARE, IF AT ALL,
A PLACE WHERE EVEN THE STRONG
SOMETIMES STUMBLE AND FALL.
I FISHED A PLACE
WHERE YOU SPEND COUNTLESS HOURS
PULLING COUNTLESS POTS,
A PLACE WHERE THE MEMORY
OF HER BACK HOME
IS THOUGHT
IN COUNTLESS THOUGHTS.
I FISHED A PLACE
WHERE THE WEATHER CAN TURN...
BAD IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE...
A PLACE WHERE THOSE
WILL GET HURT.
SOME WILL EVEN DIE.
[ SIREN BLARES ]
I LOVE THIS PLACE AND THE PRIDE
THAT IT'S GIVEN ME.
YOU SEE, VERY FEW PEOPLE
ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH
CAN SAY...
"I'VE CRAB-FISHED
THE BERING SEA."