Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 5, Episode 9 - No Second Chances - full transcript
IT'S BLOWING ABOUT 40 MILES
AN HOUR RIGHT NOW OUTSIDE.
AND THEY'RE GONNA
HAVE TO TRY
AND PUT THIS 40x40-FOOT
SQUARE TARP
UP ON THE BOW OF THE BOAT
TO KEEP THE ICE FROM STICKING
TO THE FRONT OF THE STACK.
THAT LITERALLY WILL BECOME A
WALL OF ICE IF WE DON'T DO THAT.
THIS IS NOT
A FISHING STRATEGY.
THIS IS A SELF-PRESERVATION
STRATEGY.
THAT TARP'S GOT TO GO UP.
IT'S GOT TO GO UP FAST.
GOOD LUCK.
[ SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
THIS IS THE WORST I CAN
REMEMBER, WITHOUT QUESTION.
SHUT IT DOWN!
MAN, IT IS OUT OF CONTROL.
DAMN IT!
[ SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
EVERYBODY, HANG ON.
HANG ON.
FORGET ABOUT THE [BLEEP] TARP
AND HANG ON.
EVERYBODY OFF THE STACK
IMMEDIATELY.
JUST ABORT.
GET OFF THE STACK NOW!
[ Distorted ]
GET OFF THE STACK NOW!
WATCH OUT!
HANG ON! HANG ON!
HOLY [BLEEP]
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
Narrator: ABOARD THE WIZARD,
IN 35-FOOT SEAS...
Keith:
HEADS UP ON THE BOW.
WATCH OUT!
HANG ON! HANG ON!
[BLEEP]
[ MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
HEY, I NEED SOME COMMUNICATION
HERE RIGHT AWAY.
WE GOT EVERYBODY
STILL WITH US?
WHAT ARE WE DOING?
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
Narrator:
THERE'S NO ANSWER.
I NEED SOME COMMUNICATION HERE.
WHY IS NOBODY TALKING TO ME?
[ RINGING CONTINUES ]
YOU ALL RIGHT?
LYNN, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
[ RINGING CONTINUES ]
DAMN IT.
ARE YOU OKAY?
I WAS SCREAMING,
"ABORT, ABORT, ABORT,"
AND YOU GUYS ARE STILL GOING,
GOING, GOING, MAN.
I DON'T KNOW. I TOOK A [BLEEP]
HUGE HIT OUT THERE TODAY.
I KNOW. I WAS TRYING TO SCREAM,
AND YOU GUYS --
SOMETHING'S WRONG.
WHAT?
I'M [BLEEP] DONE, MAN.
OKAY, COME IN.
COME IN. COME IN.
HE GOT [BLEEP] NAILED.
MOUSE,
WHERE DO YOU HURT?
IT'S MY WHOLE
[BLEEP] TORSO.
OH, I TOOK A HIT RIGHT HERE.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT --
I HAVEN'T LOOKED AT IT YET.
MOUSE GOT HIT HARD.
HE'S GOT BLOOD
RIGHT HERE.
COME UP HERE AND TAKE THE WHEEL
FOR ME, OKAY, ART?
MONTE GOT THROWN
INTO THE DRAG ANCHOR.
MOUSE GOT HIT HARD
IN THE CHEST.
WHERE AM I BLEEDING?
IT GOT ME FROM BEHIND.
I DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT COMING.
I JUST WENT FACE [BLEEP] FIRST
RIGHT INTO THE HOPPERS
AND THAT DRAG HOOK.
THIS IS JUST BAD.
STUPID IDEA.
START DIGGING THE BOXES OUT --
YOU'LL FIND IT, RIGHT?
WE'RE NOT OUT OF THE WOODS YET
ON THIS ONE.
LET'S JUST FIND OUT.
OKAY.
MOUSE, LET'S GET YOU IN
AND GET YOU LAYING DOWN.
LET'S GET AN ASSESSMENT ON HOW
YOUR RIBS ARE DOING, OKAY?
OKAY?
ARE YOU WITH ME?
YEAH.
Narrator: THREE BRUISED
AND BATTERED DECKHANDS ARE DOWN.
Man: IF YOU CAN, JUST SO
THAT IT'S POINTING UP.
THE EXTENT OF ANY INTERNAL
INJURIES ARE UNKNOWN.
SEE THAT RED BAG I HAVE
HANGING NEXT TO THE MIRROR?
Keith:
GET HIS FEET UP IN THE AIR.
MOUSE, IF YOU CAN
LAY ON YOUR BACK,
PLEASE LAY ON YOUR BACK
JUST IN CASE THERE'S
ANY KIND OF SHOCK
THAT MIGHT
SET IN HERE, OKAY?
OH, MAN, THAT HURT.
YOU GOT SOME HANDY?
YEAH, GO AHEAD
AND GRAB SOME.
BLASTED THREE GUYS.
WE GOT SOPER, MONTE, AND LYNN
ARE ALL BEAT UP RIGHT NOW, OKAY?
ART, EVERYBODY ELSE IS OKAY.
WE PROBABLY NEED
SOME HELP HERE
JUST KIND OF MONITORING THIS
SITUATION, ALL RIGHT, TRAVIS?
ALL RIGHT.
190 --
HE HAS A REALLY HIGH PULSE.
HANG IN THERE.
SET IT THERE.
THANKS, CROS.
ARE YOU HAVING ANY KIND
OF TROUBLE BREATHING?
JUST I FEEL LIKE I'VE GOT A RIB
THING GOING ON IN HERE.
OKAY, LET ME, UM...
SERIOUS, SERIOUS RIB THING.
HERE, YOU GOT THAT.
LET ME GO CHECK
THE OTHER KIT, ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT.
YOU GOT SOME SERIOUS
INTERNAL BLEEDING
GOING ON UNDER YOUR EYE.
BEYOND YOUR HEAD, DO YOU
HAVE ANYTHING GOING ON?
MY LOWER BACK -- I HIT
SOMETHING WITH MY LOWER BACK.
I'VE GOT TO SURVEY YOU,
ALL RIGHT?
HEY, REAL QUICK,
I NEED A HEADS-UP ON SOPER.
GIVE ME A STATUS REPORT
ON HIM, OKAY?
ALL RIGHT, MOUSE.
HEAD AND NECK
ARE OKAY, RIGHT?
YEAH.
YOU'RE SURE?
IT'S SWELLING, AND IT'S STARTING
TO HURT QUITE A BIT MORE.
OHH.
HERE, ROLL THIS WAY.
YEAH, YOU GOT DINGED --
BIG BRUISE.
BOY.
WE HAVE SITUATIONS
WHERE SOMETIMES WE GET ASKED TO
DO THINGS THAT ARE PRETTY CRAZY
TO SAVE US FROM DOING THINGS
THAT ARE EVEN CRAZIER.
I DON'T KNOW
WHERE THAT WAVE CAME FROM,
BUT IT SURE [BLEEP] US UP.
Man: A LITTLE BIT.
REALLY SLOW, THOUGH.
Man #2:
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.
THAT ONE'S OKAY.
THIS ONE'S REACTING REALLY SLOW.
HE'S GOT A LOT OF EXTRA
BLOOD FLOW TO THAT AREA.
YEAH, I THINK THERE'S GETTING
A LITTLE PRESSURE ON THAT ONE.
I CAN'T EVEN TAKE
A FULL, DEEP BREATH.
WE'LL SEE -- GET INTO TOWN
AND GET EVERYBODY LOOKED AT
AND SEE WHAT'S GOING ON
AND FIGURE OUT
WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO
WITH THE REST OF OUR SEASON.
STAND BY TO STAND BY.
Narrator: 330 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE 115-FOOT TIME BANDIT.
OKAY, COMING UP.
Narrator: CAPTAIN ANDY
HAS GAMBLED HALF HIS GEAR
ON A SPOT CALLED "MR. MAGOO,"
THE SACRED FAMILY
FISHING GROUNDS
THAT PAID OFF LAST SEASON.
BUT NOW...
IT'S A BUST.
Andy: SO, WE HAVE NO CRAB
ON BOARD.
I HEARD, "DON'T GO TO MAGOO,
'CAUSE THERE'S HUNDREDS THERE,"
AND I STILL SAID,
"I GOT TO GO THERE AND TRY IT."
[ WINCH GRINDS ]
Narrator: CAPTAIN ANDY DECIDED
TO GO WITH HIS GUT.
I GOT JACK SQUAT.
Narrator: NOW THE CREW
WILL STACK ON THE 30 POTS
AND PRAY THAT ANDY'S
NORTHERN SET OF GEAR
IS ON BETTER FISHING.
SO NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED,
THERE AIN'T NOTHING THERE
THIS YEAR.
WE'VE BEEN FISHING FOR 36 HOURS
AND HAVEN'T MADE
A FRICKIN' DIME YET.
WE'RE GETTING LIKE 150 CRAB
AND ONLY 7 KEEPERS IN A POT.
THAT'S NOT VERY GOOD FISHING.
Narrator: SINCE IT'S NOT WORTH
SORTING THROUGH THE JUNK
FOR A HANDFUL OF KEEPERS,
THE CREW DECIDES
TO RAIL-DUMP THE CRAB.
Andy:
IF YOU WANT TO RAIL-DUMP,
YOU BETTER [BLEEP] GET
THAT POT OFF THE RACK.
[BLEEP] YOU GUYS.
Narrator:
THERE'S NO TIME TO WASTE,
ESPECIALLY WITH CAPTAIN ANDY'S
DELIVERY DEADLINE IN FOUR DAYS.
I KNOW HE'S UNDER
A LOT OF STRESS.
LOOK AT HIM UP THERE.
THROW THE HOOK.
WHEN I SAY
THERE'S A POT COMING UP,
I WANT THE GUY
TO THROW THE HOOK.
THAT'S MY BOTTOM LINE.
IF YOU'RE GONNA RAIL-DUMP THEM,
[BLEEP] GET THEM ON MY [BLEEP]
BOAT AS FAST AS YOU CAN.
Narrator: THE LAST POT
IS SECURED ON THE DECK.
NOW CAPTAIN ANDY SETS A COURSE
TOWARD HIS NORTHERN STRINGS.
WE'RE GONNA RUN UP 60 MILES
TO GO SEE THE ICE PACK --
NORTHWEST TOWARDS RUSSIA.
NO GUTS, NO GLORY.
THIS IS IT, MAN.
WE GOT TO FIND THE CRAB.
Narrator: AS THE MOON RISES
OVER THE BERING SEA,
A 200-SQUARE-MILE ARCTIC SQUALL
COLLIDES WITH THE GROUNDS,
AND FISHING IN THE HEART OF IT
IS THE 106-FOOT INCENTIVE.
20-FOOT SEAS...
70-MILE GUSTS...
AND TEMPERATURES DROPPING
TO MINUS-10 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT.
THIS BOAT HERE
IS A BIG LITTLE BOAT.
IT PACKS OVER 200,000 POUNDS
OF CRAB.
AND IT'S A SWEET RIDE.
IT'S GOT THE HOUSE RAISED UP
SO YOU GOT GOOD VISIBILITY.
EXCELLENT DECK SETUP
FOR SORTING CRAB --
YOU'LL SEE
WE GOT THE OPIE RIVER HERE.
AND THESE GUYS
CAN GET THE CRAB DOWN FASTER
THAN I CAN GET TO THE NEXT POT,
JUST ABOUT.
YOU KNOW, 500, 600 CRAB --
THAT'S A LOT.
Narrator: CAPTAIN HARRY LEWIS
AND HIS 6-MAN CREW
ARE BACK ON THE CRAB GROUNDS
AFTER OFF-LOADING
152,000 POUNDS OF OPIES
FOR A QUICK 258,000 BUCKS.
Lewis: YEAH,
WE'RE ALL PUMPED UP, THOUGH.
WE'RE READY TO GO ROUND TWO HERE
AND KEEP THIS BABY ROLLING.
WE'RE LOOKING TO GET A LITTLE
OVER 200,000 POUNDS THIS TRIP.
PLUG THIS BABY.
Narrator: WIND, WAVES,
AND WEATHER CONTINUE TO BUILD.
BUT HARRY IS NO ROOKIE CAPTAIN.
DON'T SWEAT
THE SMALL [BLEEP] MAN.
YOU GOT TO GO FOR IT
IN THIS GAME.
Narrator:
HARRY'S BEEN A MEMBER
OF THE ELITE GROUP
OF BERING SEA CRAB-BOAT SKIPPERS
FOR 20 YEARS.
Lewis:
WHEN YOU GET UP TO THIS LEVEL,
THE WINTERTIME FISHING OUT HERE
NEXT TO THE POLAR ICE CAP,
THERE AIN'T NO SLOUCHES
OUT HERE.
AT THIS LEVEL, EVERY GUY
OUT HERE RUNNING A BOAT...
HE'S FOR REAL.
Narrator: BUT 18 YEARS AGO,
CAPTAIN HARRY LOST
OVER $35,000 WORTH OF GEAR
WHEN IT WAS SWALLOWED
BY THE ICE.
IT WAS A DEVASTATING LOSS
THAT LEFT HIM GUN-SHY.
SO THIS YEAR, CAPTAIN HARRY
IS HEDGING HIS BETS
ON SOUTHERN GROUNDS,
80 MILES FROM THE ICE
AND THE REST OF THE FLEET.
WE KNOW
IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME.
THAT WIND'S GONNA SWING AROUND,
THEN THE ICE IS REALLY GONNA
COME DOWN AGAIN.
AND I'M NOT REAL EXCITED
ABOUT GOING UP INTO THE ICE
AND HAVING THE ICE
COME INTO ME, EITHER.
IT CAN ALL CHANGE REAL QUICK.
Narrator: THE ICE HAS A LIFE
AND MIND OF ITS OWN,
CONSTANTLY GROWING AND SHIFTING,
SWALLOWING UP HUNDREDS OF MILES
OF CRAB GROUNDS
ON VERY SHORT NOTICE.
IT MAKES FISHING
THIS TIME OF YEAR
BOTH CHALLENGING AND PERILOUS.
Lewis: SO, THIS IS THE EDGE.
WE'RE FISHING ON THE EDGE.
BUT RIGHT NOW THE TIDES
ARE SLACKING,
AND WE'RE THINKING THE CRAB
ARE GOING UP THERE
TOWARDS THE FOOTBALL.
AND DON'T TELL ANYBODY,
OR I'LL HAVE TO KILL YOU.
Narrator: NOW THE CREW PREPARES
TO START HAULING A STRING
THEY LEFT SOAKING
WHILE THEY WERE IN TOWN.
Lewis:
THROW HER LIKE A SNAKE'S TONGUE.
WE'RE LOOKING
FOR SOME FULL SHOOMAMAS.
A SHOOMAMA
IS ABOUT 500 PER POT.
COME ON, BABY.
THE FIRST ONE'S GONNA BE...
Narrator:
ABOARD THE INCENTIVE,
A SHOOMAMA MEANS, WELL,
"WE DONE STRUCK GOLD."
SHOOMAMA!
THAT'S WHAT WE'RE LOOKING FOR,
AND THAT'S ABOUT A 500 AVERAGE.
VERY CLEAN!
FIRST POT.
SEEMS PRETTY GOOD.
Lewis: IF WE CAN GET
A SHOOMAMA AVERAGE,
THEN WE CAN GET THIS THING FULL
IN THREE DAYS.
WE'RE MAKING MONEY.
HAH!
NOW WE'RE TALKING.
I THINK I JUST FOUND GOLD.
[ LAUGHS ]
HOLY [BLEEP]
COME ON, BABY, TURN.
RUNS LIKE A DEER,
SMELLS LIKE A JOHN.
Narrator:
11 HOURS AFTER THE TOWERING WAVE
TOOK OUT THREE
WIZARD FISHERMEN...
I'VE NEVER TAKEN A WAVE WITH
GUYS ON THE BOW LIKE THAT.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
KEITH COLBURN IS TORMENTED
WITH THE CONSEQUENCES
OF HIS DECISIONS.
Keith:
YOU'RE DOING EVERYTHING IN YOUR
POWER TO KEEP THE GUYS SAFE.
YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES OUT HERE,
YOU GOT TO TAKE
A LITTLE BIT OF RISK,
BUT YOU TRY AND MAINTAIN SAFETY
AND DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN.
I KNOW I'LL BE REPLAYING THIS IN
MY BRAIN FOR A LONG, LONG TIME.
THESE GUYS START PILING
OFF DECK, ONE AFTER ANOTHER,
HUNCHED OVER, BEAT UP,
AND BLEEDING.
[ SIGHS ]
[ Voice breaking ]
I'VE NEVER GOTTEN THROUGH
ANYTHING LIKE THAT.
PHEW.
GOD!
AAHH! [BLEEP]
AW, MAN!
AW, MAN.
Narrator:
200 MILES TO THE NORTHWEST,
THE INCENTIVE HAS WORKED
THROUGH THE NIGHT
AND IS NOW PULLING THE LAST
OF THEIR TOWN'S SOAKED POTS.
THOUGH THEY'RE 80 MILES SOUTH
OF THE REST OF THE FLEET,
WHEN IT COMES TO WEATHER
ON THE BERING SEA,
YOU CAN RUN,
BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE.
Lewis:
IT'S REALLY STARTING NOW.
WHEW!
A LITTLE BIT SLOPPY.
HOPEFULLY, ONE OF THEM SPOTS
WILL SHOW US
WHICH WAY THEY'RE MOVING.
'CAUSE THEY GOT LEGS,
AND THEY KNOW HOW TO USE THEM.
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
JUST KEEP GRINDING OUR WAY
THROUGH THESE BABIES
AND GET THEM CLEANED OUT.
Narrator: CAPTAIN HARRY'S BEEN
DRIVING HIS BATTLE-WEARY CREW
FOR THE LAST 18 HOURS.
NOT BAD.
IT'S A LITTLE SORE.
MY ARM'S A LITTLE SORE --
NOT TOO BAD.
I'M NOT FEELING REAL HOT.
[ LAUGHING ]
THERE'S NO SYMPATHY
IN CRAB FISHING.
Lewis: COME ON, BABY.
GIVE US A LITTLE MORE
THAN THAT LAST POT.
THAT'S PROBABLY ABOUT 289 CRAB
IN THAT POT, I'D SAY.
BUT THEY'RE BIG --
REALLY BIG.
WE'VE BEEN DOING REAL GOOD
ON THIS STRING.
NICE CRAB.
COME ON, SHAKE IT
LIKE YOU DID LAST NIGHT.
THAT'S WHAT WE NEED.
Narrator:
THE FASTER CAPTAIN HARRY
CAN DIAL IN ON THE CRAB,
THE SOONER THE CREW CAN GET HOME
AND GET PAID.
THAT GUY --
WHAT WAS HE THINKING?
OH!
[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
OH! WHOA!
I LOOKED RIGHT AT IT.
I KNOW IT WAS HOOKED, GUNNY.
OKAY, READY, YOU GUYS?
LET'S PULL IT BACK.
Narrator:
THE POT SLIPS FROM THE LAUNCHER,
KILLING CRAB AND NEARLY CRUSHING
SOME OF THE CREW'S HANDS.
WHOA!
WHOA!
Canete: WELL, EVERY NOW AND
THEN, IT SLIPS FOR SOME REASON.
IT POPS OUT OF THE DOCK.
IT USUALLY SLIPS RIGHT HERE NOW.
IT'LL POP OUT.
1,300, 1,400 POUNDS A POT.
IF IT HITS SOMEBODY
AND LANDS ON THEM,
IT COULD KILL YOU
IN A HEARTBEAT.
Gunderson: YOU GOT TO STAY
ON THE BALL NO MATTER WHAT.
Dawson: I'VE BROKEN
A FEW BONES OUT HERE,
I'VE HAD A CRAB LEG
GO THROUGH MY EYE,
I'VE LOST THE TIP OF MY FINGER,
BROKE RIBS, LEGS, WRISTS, HAND.
WHAT ELSE DO YOU DO?
ONCE YOU'VE DONE THIS,
THERE'S NOTHING ELSE.
Lewis: I CAN'T REALLY DWELL
ON THAT TOO MUCH.
BURNING BAIT, FILLING UP
THE BLACK HOLE -- THAT'S MY JOB.
Narrator: 360 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE 128-FOOT CORNELIA MARIE.
CAPTAIN PHIL HARRIS AND THE CREW
PREP THE DECK FOR THE FIRST POTS
OF THE OPIE SEASON.
IT'S A WHOPPING
14 DEGREES OUTSIDE.
Narrator:
THE TEMPERATURE HAS DROPPED.
ICING HAS BEGUN.
YOU DON'T WANT TO GET
OVERLOADED IN ICE
'CAUSE IT MAKES THE BOAT
TOP-HEAVY.
Narrator:
CAPTAIN PHIL'S STRATEGY
IS TO FISH FAST AND FURIOUS.
HE'LL PULL ON A SHORT SOAK
AND HOPE TO PUT A DENT
IN HIS 1.2 MILLION-POUND QUOTA.
Phil: I'M THINKING ABOUT
THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW.
IF SOMETHING DOESN'T HAPPEN HERE
PRETTY QUICK,
WE'RE GONNA BE SCREWED AGAIN.
THE ICE IS GONNA COME DOWN,
AND WE'RE OUT OF BUSINESS.
Narrator: THE BONE-CHILLING
ARCTIC AIR STREAM
HAS PUSHED THE ICE PACK SOUTH.
IT'S NOW TWO DAYS FROM
SWALLOWING THE CRAB GROUNDS.
Phil:
WHEN THE ICE COMES DOWN,
IF IT GETS IN MY POTS
ON THE EDGE,
IT'LL JUST PICK THEM UP
AND DRAG THEM
AND TAKE THEM AND SET THEM
AND DROP THEM OFF
IN 1,000 FATHOMS.
SO YOU LOSE THEM.
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN HERE.
I REALLY DON'T.
Narrator:
AFTER A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE
AAH!
...AND MONTHS OF RECOVERY,
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU CAN DIE?"
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN PHIL
IS BACK IN THE CHAIR,
APPROACHING HIS FIRST STRING.
WE'RE GONNA HAUL RIGHT INTO
THE WIND, UP TO THE NORTHEAST.
Narrator:
BUT THE QUESTION REMAINS --
CAN HE HANDLE THE STRESS
OF A BERING SEA WINTER?
YEAH, THIS IS THE FIRST POT
IN THE '09 OPIE SEASON.
LET'S HOPE
THERE'S SOMETHING IN IT.
WE'RE GONNA PUT SOME CRAB
ON THE BOAT TODAY.
THERE'S A COUPLE IN THERE --
COUPLE HUNDRED.
THERE'S A COUPLE HUNDRED.
YEAH, THERE'S PROBABLY 300
IN IT FOR 11 HOURS.
ARE THEY GOOD ONES?
[ CHUCKLES ]
YEAH!
WE GOT SOMETHING IN THE TANK.
SOMETHING IN THE TANK.
THAT'S GOOD -- 11-HOUR SOAK,
AND, I MEAN,
THERE'S, I THINK,
A COUPLE HUNDRED IN THAT POT.
GO UP A MILE, LAY ONE,
AND THEN GO AND LAY ONE
GOING TO THE NORTH.
Narrator:
PHIL HAS FOUND SIGNS OF LIFE.
NOW HE'LL HUSTLE
TO CHARGE AHEAD OF THE PACK
AND LET THE PREY COME TO HIM.
[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]
BUT WITH TWO NEW CREWMAN...
WHOA! WHOA!
...THE DECK IS NO LONGER
A WELL-OILED MACHINE.
THESE GUYS,
FOR THEIR FIRST STRING,
THEY GOT TO GET USED TO
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE, SO...
THIS GROUP OF GUYS --
STEVE HASN'T HAULED AN OPIE POT
IN YEARS, YOU KNOW?
THE LAST TIME I FISHED OPIE
WAS PROBABLY
8 OR 9 YEARS AGO --
SOMETHING LIKE THAT,
MAYBE LONGER, I DON'T KNOW.
Narrator:
AND ABOARD A CRAB BOAT,
THERE IS NO SYMPATHY
FOR RUSTY DECKHANDS.
HEY, STEVE, ONE TIME!
ONE TIME! ONE TIME!
THIS [BLEEP] [BLEEP]
HEY, YOU DON'T GOT TO PUT IT
AWAY EVERY TIME THAT WE USE IT.
TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE,
THE HARRIS BOYS ARE RIDING THE
NEW ENGINEER, STEVE WARD, HARD,
AND IT'S SLOWING DOWN THE DECK.
Phil:
HEY, JACOB, YOU GOT TO REMEMBER
TO GO BACK WITH THE POT
SO STEVE LEARNS
WHAT HE'S SUPPOSED TO DO.
"WELL, YOU KNOW,
STEVE WAS SLOW."
WELL, YOU WORRY ABOUT JAKE,
AND LET STEVE WORRY ABOUT STEVE.
GOD.
SCREAMING AT STEVE ABOUT THIS
AND SCREAMING AT STEVE
ABOUT THAT --
WE'RE GONNA HAVE A LITTLE TALK.
MAYBE I SHOULD GIVE IT
SOME MORE WATER.
GRAB YOUR BROTHER
AND COME TO THE WHEELHOUSE.
ROGER.
JAKE.
THIS IS GONNA BE UGLY.
IF I WOULD HAVE PULLED
THAT STUNT THAT YOU JUST DID,
I WOULD HAVE WALKED OFF
THIS [BLEEP] DECK,
AND I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU,
"[BLEEP] YOU WANT TO STACK POTS
"AND PUT CRAB ON,
YOU DO IT BY YOURSELF.
YOU CAN TAKE THIS DECK
AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR [BLEEP]"
THAT'S WHAT I'D DO.
EVERYBODY ELSE
IS UNLEASHING ON HIM.
I SAID PLEASANTLY, "HEY, STEVE,
HERE, I'LL GIVE YOU A HAND.
I'LL GET IT IN THERE
REAL QUICK."
IT'S ABOUT TIME, YOU GUYS,
TO WORK WITH THE GUY
TO TRY TO IMPROVE IT.
BUT WORK WITH THE GUY.
I AM WORKING WITH HIM.
IF HE GETS AN ATTITUDE AND WALKS
OFF THIS BOAT, WE ARE [BLEEP]
HE DIDN'T GET AN ATTITUDE,
BUT ALL I ASKED, "WILL --"
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
DON'T YELL [BLEEP]
WORK WITH THE GUY.
AND JUST REMEMBER,
YOU DON'T KNOW [BLEEP]
I DON'T KNOW [BLEEP]
ABOUT NOTHING.
THAT'S RIGHT.
YOU DON'T.
AND I DON'T CLAIM TO.
DON'T THINK YOU'RE A [BLEEP]
GIFTED DECKHAND, BUD,
'CAUSE I ASSURE YOU --
YOU'RE NOT.
I'M NOT, EXCEPT FOR --
YOU'RE NOT.
RIGHT NOW YOU DO NEED ME
IN THIS OPERATION RIGHT NOW.
ONE THING I DO GOT TO SAY
IN JAKE'S DEFENSE --
RIGHT NOW IN THIS MOMENT
RIGHT NOW...
UNTIL WE GET
TO DUTCH HARBOR.
[ LAUGHS ]
WORK WITH THE GUY.
TEACH HIM.
HE'S GOOD. HE'S GOOD.
HE'S DOING REALLY GOOD.
AND DON'T THINK
YOU'RE SOME GIFTED DECKHAND.
I'M NOT. I'M NOT.
YOU MIGHT BE OKAY,
BUT YOU AIN'T NO GREAT YET.
Narrator: IF THE CREW
CAN'T FIND THEIR RHYTHM,
AN ALREADY LONG SEASON
COULD GET LONGER.
Phil: HE'S LEARNING,
AND HE'S GOOD AT IT.
HE'LL GET IT.
BUT YOU START SCREAMING
AT SOMEBODY
AND YOU GET THEM FLUSTERED,
THEY'RE NEVER GONNA LEARN.
AND WHEN IT COMES TO BEING
A GREAT DECKHAND,
I WAS A GREAT DECKHAND.
THAT'S HOW I GOT TO RUN A BOAT.
Narrator:
380 MILES NORTH OF DUTCH HARBOR,
THE 115-FOOT TIME BANDIT
IS A FEW MILES
FROM THEIR NORTHERN STRINGS.
AFTER HEDGING OVER HALF HIS GEAR
ON MR. MAGOO,
CAPTAIN ANDY STRUCK OUT.
Andy: LAST YEAR, THERE WERE
750 CRAB HERE PER POT.
THERE AIN'T NOTHING THERE
THIS YEAR.
I GOT JACK SQUAT.
GOT ABOUT 10,000 POUNDS
ON BOARD.
WORST START
I'VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE.
WE WENT 90 MILES IN 2 DAYS.
Narrator: NOW WITH THREE DAYS
TO PLUG THE BOAT,
CAPTAIN ANDY IS PRAYING THAT HIS
LAST SACRED FAMILY FISHING HOLE,
AFFECTIONATELY KNOWN AS THE
"BUTT CHEEKS," WILL PAY OFF.
IT'S WHERE I THINK WE'RE GONNA
FIND THE MOTHER LODE.
OH, WE'RE GETTING CLOSE
TO THE "BUTT CHEEK" TIME.
WE'RE A LONG WAYS FROM LOADING
THIS BOAT WITH CRAB.
Man: FEEL THE PAIN.
OH, YOU BOTH ARE PRETTY SAD.
[ LAUGHS ]
DO OR DIE.
RIGHT THERE AT THE BUTT CHEEK.
BOO-YAH!
Narrator: DESPERATE
TO CHANGE THEIR FORTUNE,
THE SUPERSTITIOUS HILLSTRANDS
DECIDE IT'S TIME TO RID
THEMSELVES OF THEIR BAD JUJU.
THE NORTHWESTERN STOLE
MY BROTHER JOHN'S COAT.
SO SINCE IT WAS JAKE ANDERSON
THAT STOLE IT,
WE MADE A LITTLE JAKE ANDERSON
NORTHWESTERN GUY.
[ LAUGHTER ]
IT WAS BAD LUCK. HE WAS SITTING
THERE WATCHING YOU.
STARING AT ME.
STARING
AT THE BACK OF YOU.
AND NOW HE'S GONNA GET
A GOOD BURNING.
Man: I THINK HE'S THE BAD LUCK
FOR THIS TRIP,
SO WE'RE GONNA BURN HIM
AT THE STAKE.
I HAVE NOTHING
AGAINST THE NORTHWESTERN.
I LOVE THE SMELL
OF LIGHTER FLUID IN THE MORNING.
BURNING HIM.
LET THAT BE A LESSON
TO YOU!
Man: WE HAVE NOTHING
AGAINST THE NORTHWESTERN.
WE JUST CAN'T HAVE THAT JACKET
ON OUR BOAT.
BAD LUCK.
WE'RE JUST GETTING RID
OF THE BAD LUCK.
BYE-BYE, COAT.
HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU.
I'M GLAD TO SEE WE'RE FINALLY
PUTTING THIS TO REST.
BURNING THE BAD LUCK,
BROTHER.
BYE-BYE, COAT.
GET OUT OF HERE.
Andy: WE FINALLY PUT
THE JAKE PROBLEM TO REST.
AND NOW IT'S DONE.
I HAVE MY WEAPON.
I'M READY TO DO BATTLE.
Narrator:
BAD JUJU, BEGONE.
AND NO EXCUSES LEFT,
ANDY'S HILLSTRAND REPUTATION
IS NOW ON THE LINE.
THIS IS THE DEEPEST WE'VE GONE
ALL YEAR.
[BLEEP] LET'S CATCH OUR CRABS
AND GO HOME.
I'M GONNA LISTEN
TO THE BLOCK HERE.
[ WINCH GRINDING ]
I DON'T KNOW.
MIGHT HAVE SOME WEIGHT TO IT.
OH, YEAH, LOOK AT THAT POT.
GOT CRAB LEGS, ANDY?
WE GOT CRAB LEGS.
WE GOT CRAB LEGS!
JUST HOW MUCH WE GOT
IS THE QUESTION.
OH, YEAH, BABY!
YEAH!
OWW!
AND WE GOT
[BLEEP] HUGE [BLEEP] CRAB!
HAH!
HAH!
WHOO-HOO!
HAH!
HAH!!
HA HA! THAT'S [BLEEP] CRAB
THERE, MY FRIEND.
DUMP IT BACK. 21 HOURS.
THAT LOOKS A LOT BETTER THAN
WHAT WE'VE BEEN FISHING ON.
WE MIGHT MAKE IT.
Narrator: A 21-HOUR SOAK,
THREE-QUARTER-FULL POTS,
A BOATLOAD OF GEAR,
MONEY IN THE BANK.
I LOVE IT.
ALL ALONE IN THE BUTT CHEEKS --
WHAT MORE CAN YOU ASK FOR?
UNBELIEVABLE.
BIG [BLEEP]
"BIG CRAB," HE SAYS.
HA HA!
YEAH!
WE'RE SETTING BACK ON THAT,
MY FRIEND -- HALF-FULL POT.
5-1-0!
HA HA HA HA HA!
510, BROTHER.
510!
THAT'S WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT.
WE'RE GOING TO TOWN!
DADDY'S GONNA TAKE US
TO TOWN!
THROW THAT HOOK.
LOOK AT THAT.
RIGHT THERE!
BAM! BAM!
OH, MAN, COME ON, BABY.
WHOO! YOU GOT TO BELIEVE
TO RECEIVE, BROTHER.
WHOO!
YEAH!
YEAH!
YEAH!
YEAH, BABY!
YEAH! WHOO!
HAH! YEAH!
[BLEEP]
THREE-QUARTERS FULL!
YEAH!
YEAH!
TIME BANDIT'S
BACK ON THE TEAM!
WHOO-HOO!
OH, CRAB-ALANCHE.
CRAB-ALANCHE!
SERIOUS [BLEEP] CRAB
RIGHT THERE.
NOW, HOW COME
WE DIDN'T COME HERE FIRST?
WHY DIDN'T WE COME
HERE FIRST?
WE JUST WANTED TO SEE WHAT
IT WAS LIKE ON THE BAD END?
OH, NICE.
RUSSELL, GIVE IT TO ME.
DANG IT!
[ LAUGHS ]
655.
Andy:
650 [BLEEP] CRAB.
655!
655, HE SAID!
[ LAUGHS ]
THIS WHOLE BOWL IS JUST LOADED
WITH 600s, MAN.
THIS WHOLE BOWL IS LOADED.
I TOLD THEM, I THINK I HAD
TO PULL A 530-SOMETHING AVERAGE
TWICE TO GET 90,000 CRAB.
WE'LL SEE.
KNOCKING ON WOOD.
[ KNOCKING ]
Narrator: NOW CAPTAIN ANDY
WILL CONCENTRATE ALL OF HIS GEAR
ON THE GROUNDS.
Narrator:
370 MILES FROM DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE 125-FOOT NORTHWESTERN.
CAPTAIN SIG IS ON THE CRAB,
AVERAGING OVER 400 KEEPERS
A POT.
SO FAR FOR TODAY, I'VE BEEN
ABSOLUTELY MORE THAN HAPPY.
WE'RE GETTING THE NUMBERS
OUT OF THEM WE NEED.
Narrator:
AFTER A WEEK OF PROSPECTING,
CAPTAIN SIG
HAS FOUND GOOD FISHING
JUST 55 MILES FROM THE ICE.
AND IF YOU'RE DOING
LIKE A 400-PLUS,
AND ALL YOU'VE DONE
IS JUST DUMP THEM IN THE WATER,
THAT'S PUTTING
CRAB ON THE BOAT FAST.
THAT'S JUST ON A DAY'S SOAK,
SO THAT'S GREAT.
Man: THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW
IS NOT SO NICE.
Narrator: WITH HEAVY TIDES
PULLING AGAINST THE BUOYS,
CAPTAIN SIG IS FORCED
TO HAUL IN THE DITCH.
OUR STRING
IS RIGHT IN THE DITCH,
WHICH MEANS
OUR STRING'S RIGHT HERE,
AND THE SWELLS ARE COMING
RIGHT INSIDE THE BOAT.
NOW THE FIVE-MAN CREW
IS COMPLETELY EXPOSED.
EVERYBODY'S KIND OF
ON THEIR TOES RIGHT NOW.
BUT FOR THE NORTHWESTERN,
THE GRIND AND WEATHER
IS BUSINESS AS USUAL.
DOUBLE OVERTIME.
WHOA!
LOST IT.
WHOA!
WHOA!
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
YEAH!
THAT WAS HUGE!
Narrator: OUT OF NOWHERE,
A 40-FOOT WAVE CRASHES
OVER THE PORT-SIDE SHELTER DECK,
BARELY MISSING
THE UNSUSPECTING CREW.
ARE WE GOOD, OR IS SOMETHING
TWEETING OUT THERE?
IT'S NAUTICAL,
IS WHAT THEY CALL IT RIGHT NOW.
I THOUGHT SOMETHING WAS
COMING OVER THE OTHER SIDE.
STOP MOVING AROUND SO MUCH.
YOU'RE ROCKING THE BOAT.
GOT A GOOD SHOT
ON THAT ONE.
[ LAUGHS ]
YOU KNOW THEY'RE BIG
WHEN YOU LOOK UP.
THAT THING CAME UP
PAST THE BREAK.
GAME OVER.
Narrator: THE FORCE
OF THE 44,000 GALLONS OF WATER
BLEW APART THE POT TIES,
VIOLENTLY SHIFTING THE 800-POUND
POTS ACROSS THE DECK.
THAT'S A LOT WATER.
IT SNAPPED THE POT TIES.
IT'S FAIR TO SAY ABOUT 12,000
POUNDS JUST GOT SHIFTED ACROSS.
ONE WAVE.
IF IT WAS ME
JUST STANDING BACK THERE,
I'D BE LIKE A PINBALL.
STUFF LIKE THAT
WILL SNEAK UP ON YOU.
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU GET HOME, YOU FORGET ABOUT
ALL THIS MISERY, YOU KNOW?
YOU GET HOME AND GO,
"OH, THE SEASON WASN'T SO BAD."
Narrator:
20 MILES TO THE NORTH,
THE CORNELIA MARIE IS 18 HOURS
INTO THEIR DAY
AND RACING TO FINISH
THEIR FIRST STRING.
Phil: WE'RE GETTING DONE
WITH OUR SECOND STRING
IN OUR NORTHERN AREA.
CONSISTENT 300s, 350s
ON A 14-HOUR SOAK.
Narrator: CAPTAIN PHIL IS BACK,
AND HE HASN'T LOST A STEP.
FOR A SHORT SOAK, HE'S LANDING
ON A LITTLE BIT OF CRAB.
Narrator: THE SKIPPER
HAS LANDED ON THE CRAB,
BUT WITH WEATHER AND ICE
BARRELING TOWARDS THE GROUNDS,
PHIL HAS A JUDGMENT CALL
TO MAKE.
AND I GOT TO MAKE
THE BIG DECISION
OF WHETHER TO GAMBLE OR NOT --
STAY OUT HERE AND CONTINUE
PUTTING CRAB ON THE BOAT
AND PRAY LIKE HELL THAT WE GET
A BREAK IN THE WEATHER
TO DELIVER THIS CRAB
OR JUST RUN TO ST. PAUL ISLAND
AND PLAY IT SAFE.
Narrator:
IF HE WAITS TOO LONG,
ICE COULD CHOKE OFF
ST. PAUL HARBOR,
LEAVING PHIL WITH A BOATLOAD
OF CRAB AND NOWHERE TO GO.
YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU GET A BUNCH
OF CRAB ON THIS BOAT,
IF IT GOES WRONG
AND THEY JUST DIE OR SOMETHING,
THAT GOES AGAINST MY QUOTA,
'CAUSE YOU'RE GONNA BE LOOKING
AT A MILLION DOLLARS'
WORTH OF CRAB.
BOY, I'D BE IN DEEP [BLEEP]
Narrator: WHILE THE SKIPPER
WEIGHS HIS DECISION,
ON DECK, THE FIVE-MAN CREW
IS FINALLY BEGINNING TO JELL.
WE'RE STARTING
TO GET UP TO SPEED.
THE RHYTHM IS COMING BACK.
YEAH, I'M STARTING
TO GET BETTER WITH THE --
YOU KNOW, THE SYSTEM.
[ WINCH GRINDS ]
THAT'S THE LAST POT.
YOU'RE GONNA RUN ABOUT
20 MINUTES AND THEN SET THEM.
SEEMED TODAY THAT LAST PART,
EVERYTHING WENT REALLY WELL.
GOT SOME CRAB.
NO ONE GOT HURT.
Phil: WELL, THE LINE
POPPED OUT OF THE BLOCK,
AND IT WAS REALLY SUPERTIGHT,
AND IT CAUGHT JACOB.
THE LINE WRAPPED AROUND HIS LEG
AND DRUG HIM TO THE RAIL.
Narrator:
THE CREW RACES TO FREE JAKE'S
ANKLE FROM THE BITE OF THE LINE,
JUST BEFORE THE 800-POUND POT
COULD HAVE PULLED HIM
INTO THE 34-DEGREE WATER.
I ALMOST GOT SUCKED OVERBOARD.
IT SEIZED DOWN AND DROPPED HIM
TO THE FLOOR AND [BLEEP]
AND I CAME OUT WITH A KNIFE,
WAS READY,
BUT HIS BROTHER, DUDE,
SAVED THE DAY.
A LINE CIRCUIT
PULLED THROUGH THE BLOCK,
RIPPED HIM RIGHT OFF HIS FEET.
SCARY, MAN.
[BLEEP]
GOOD JOB.
GOOD JOB, JAKE.
REAL GOOD, BUDDY.
I FEEL LIKE DINNER'S GONNA TASTE
A LITTLE BIT BETTER TONIGHT
AFTER THAT, SO...
Phil: THAT'S IT.
IT KEEPS YOU ON THE EDGE
OF YOUR SEAT EVERY TIME.
THAT'S WHAT I'M TELLING YOU --
YOU NEVER [BLEEP] KNOW.
BUT THAT'S WHY
WE LOVE DOING THIS.
WE LOVE LIVING ON THE EDGE.
[BLEEP]
THAT'S WHY WE'RE HERE.
KEEPS YOU ON THE EDGE
OF YOUR SEAT EVERY TIME.
Narrator:
AND FOR DEAR OLD DAD,
WELL, WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU
JUST MAKES YOU STRONGER.
NO.
WELL, YOU KNOW, I MEAN, IT'S
HAPPENED TO ME A HUNDRED TIMES.
I BET HE WAS [BLEEP] HIS PANTS.
Narrator:
THE INCENTIVE IS IN THE LEAD,
BUT CAPTAIN PHIL
HAS FOUND THE CRAB.
Narrator:
AFTER A 20-HOUR STEAM,
THE 155-FOOT WIZARD
IS FINALLY PULLING IN TO PORT.
HALF OF HER CREW
IS BATTERED, BROKEN,
AND IN NEED
OF MEDICAL ATTENTION.
THE WAVES WE TOOK TODAY
KIND OF LEFT A LASTING
IMPRESSION ON OUR STACK
AND HAVE BLOWN OUT THE DOORS.
Narrator:
EARLY YESTERDAY MORNING...
EVERYBODY, HANG ON!
HANG ON!
FORGET ABOUT [BLEEP] TARP
AND HANG ON.
Narrator: WITHOUT WARNING,
CAPTAIN KEITH CRASHED HEAD ON
INTO A MASSIVE 40-FOOT WAVE.
THE FORCE OF THE WAVE KNOCKED
THE DECKHANDS OFF THEIR FEET,
SLAMMING THEIR BODIES INTO
THE 1-INCH THICK STEEL DOORS,
BENDING THE FRAMES
FROM THE IMPACT.
GRAB THAT LINE!
HAULED ABSOLUTELY NO CRAB
AND ARE BACK IN TOWN
ABOUT 32 HOURS LATER.
PROBABLY
THE WORST FISHING TRIP EVER.
YOU KNOW,
MY BROTHER'S GOT SOME --
MY BROTHER'S GOT SOME
BUSTED-UP RIBS, IS WHAT IT IS.
SO WE'RE GONNA SEE WHAT
WE GOT TO DO TO GET HIM MOVED,
AND WHATEVER IT TAKES,
WE'RE GONNA GET HIM OFF HERE
AND GET HIM TO THE CLINIC.
NOW WE HAVE TO GET MONTE
OFF THE BOAT.
HOPE HE'S NOT TOO BANGED UP.
I'M FEELING HIS OPIE SEASON
COMING TO A QUICK CONCLUSION,
THOUGH,
WHICH IS REALLY GONNA BE
SOME MAJOR SHOES TO FILL.
Keith: ON THE BOUNCE,
WE'RE COMING IN.
OKAY, NOW, HERE WE GO.
[ INTRO TO KIERAN LEIGH'S
"RISE UP" PLAYS ]
♪ SOMETIMES YOU KNOW
WHEN YOU SLIP SO LOW ♪
♪ DROWNING
IN THE BRUTAL DARKNESS ♪
♪ SWIMMING BLINDLY
THROUGH THE QUICKSAND ♪
♪ OF SOLITUDE... ♪
Keith:
THIS IS NOT A FISHING STRATEGY.
THIS IS
A SELF-PRESERVATION STRATEGY.
♪ ...AND I FIND MYSELF ♪
♪ CRYING OUT LOUD... ♪
I WANT EVERYBODY
OFF THE STACK IMMEDIATELY.
JUST ABORT.
♪ ...LISTEN ♪
♪ RISE UP, RISE UP ♪
♪ WHEN YOU GET BACK DOWN... ♪
LYNN, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
WE GOT EVERYBODY STILL WITH US?
♪ ...ANOTHER ROUND ♪
♪ THE ANSWERS WERE ♪
♪ SO UNCLEAR ♪
♪ NOW THAT I'M STRONG ♪
♪ I CAN COME FACE-TO-FACE
WITH ALL MY FEARS ♪
ARE YOU WITH ME?
YEAH.
♪ A SECRET HIDES BEHIND
THESE BIG BROWN EYES ♪
♪ MY LOVE WOULD LAUGH ♪
♪ I ALWAYS THOUGHT
THERE WAS NOTHING ♪
♪ AND I FOUND MYSELF
CRYING OUT LOUD ♪
I CAN SEE THREE BROKEN RIBS
ON THIS SIDE,
AND THERE'S ANOTHER ONE
THAT LOOKED KIND OF FUNNY.
READY, SET, GO!
ONE, TWO, THREE.
WELL, YOU'RE OUT.
♪ ...RISE UP, RISE UP ♪
♪ WHEN YOU GET BACK DOWN ♪
♪ PUT ON YOUR GLOVES ♪
♪ TIME FOR ANOTHER ROUND ♪
♪ WHOA-OH, OHHHHH ♪
Phil: IT'S A-COMIN'.
Narrator:
JANUARY, THE BERING SEA.
Sig: 36 HOURS AGO,
THE ICE WAS UP HERE.
NOW IT'S ABOVE US.
Narrator: SKIPPERS HAVE NOWHERE
TO RUN AND NOWHERE TO HIDE.
I THINK I'M STILL
A LITTLE BIT SHELL-SHOCKED.
I THOUGHT I LEFT
THE BAGGAGE ON THE DOCK.
Narrator:
THE ICE PACK IS ON THE GROUNDS.
WE WERE FISHING
IN THE DANGER ZONE.
WHOA.
OH, THAT IS [BLEEP] SICK!
YEAH!
[ ICE CRACKING ]
Narrator:
AS THE HUNT CONTINUES...
FOR THE DEADLIEST CATCH.
THIS IS GONNA BE UGLY,
YOU KNOW?
AN HOUR RIGHT NOW OUTSIDE.
AND THEY'RE GONNA
HAVE TO TRY
AND PUT THIS 40x40-FOOT
SQUARE TARP
UP ON THE BOW OF THE BOAT
TO KEEP THE ICE FROM STICKING
TO THE FRONT OF THE STACK.
THAT LITERALLY WILL BECOME A
WALL OF ICE IF WE DON'T DO THAT.
THIS IS NOT
A FISHING STRATEGY.
THIS IS A SELF-PRESERVATION
STRATEGY.
THAT TARP'S GOT TO GO UP.
IT'S GOT TO GO UP FAST.
GOOD LUCK.
[ SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
THIS IS THE WORST I CAN
REMEMBER, WITHOUT QUESTION.
SHUT IT DOWN!
MAN, IT IS OUT OF CONTROL.
DAMN IT!
[ SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
EVERYBODY, HANG ON.
HANG ON.
FORGET ABOUT THE [BLEEP] TARP
AND HANG ON.
EVERYBODY OFF THE STACK
IMMEDIATELY.
JUST ABORT.
GET OFF THE STACK NOW!
[ Distorted ]
GET OFF THE STACK NOW!
WATCH OUT!
HANG ON! HANG ON!
HOLY [BLEEP]
CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS
Narrator: ABOARD THE WIZARD,
IN 35-FOOT SEAS...
Keith:
HEADS UP ON THE BOW.
WATCH OUT!
HANG ON! HANG ON!
[BLEEP]
[ MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY ]
HEY, I NEED SOME COMMUNICATION
HERE RIGHT AWAY.
WE GOT EVERYBODY
STILL WITH US?
WHAT ARE WE DOING?
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
Narrator:
THERE'S NO ANSWER.
I NEED SOME COMMUNICATION HERE.
WHY IS NOBODY TALKING TO ME?
[ RINGING CONTINUES ]
YOU ALL RIGHT?
LYNN, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
[ RINGING CONTINUES ]
DAMN IT.
ARE YOU OKAY?
I WAS SCREAMING,
"ABORT, ABORT, ABORT,"
AND YOU GUYS ARE STILL GOING,
GOING, GOING, MAN.
I DON'T KNOW. I TOOK A [BLEEP]
HUGE HIT OUT THERE TODAY.
I KNOW. I WAS TRYING TO SCREAM,
AND YOU GUYS --
SOMETHING'S WRONG.
WHAT?
I'M [BLEEP] DONE, MAN.
OKAY, COME IN.
COME IN. COME IN.
HE GOT [BLEEP] NAILED.
MOUSE,
WHERE DO YOU HURT?
IT'S MY WHOLE
[BLEEP] TORSO.
OH, I TOOK A HIT RIGHT HERE.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT --
I HAVEN'T LOOKED AT IT YET.
MOUSE GOT HIT HARD.
HE'S GOT BLOOD
RIGHT HERE.
COME UP HERE AND TAKE THE WHEEL
FOR ME, OKAY, ART?
MONTE GOT THROWN
INTO THE DRAG ANCHOR.
MOUSE GOT HIT HARD
IN THE CHEST.
WHERE AM I BLEEDING?
IT GOT ME FROM BEHIND.
I DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT COMING.
I JUST WENT FACE [BLEEP] FIRST
RIGHT INTO THE HOPPERS
AND THAT DRAG HOOK.
THIS IS JUST BAD.
STUPID IDEA.
START DIGGING THE BOXES OUT --
YOU'LL FIND IT, RIGHT?
WE'RE NOT OUT OF THE WOODS YET
ON THIS ONE.
LET'S JUST FIND OUT.
OKAY.
MOUSE, LET'S GET YOU IN
AND GET YOU LAYING DOWN.
LET'S GET AN ASSESSMENT ON HOW
YOUR RIBS ARE DOING, OKAY?
OKAY?
ARE YOU WITH ME?
YEAH.
Narrator: THREE BRUISED
AND BATTERED DECKHANDS ARE DOWN.
Man: IF YOU CAN, JUST SO
THAT IT'S POINTING UP.
THE EXTENT OF ANY INTERNAL
INJURIES ARE UNKNOWN.
SEE THAT RED BAG I HAVE
HANGING NEXT TO THE MIRROR?
Keith:
GET HIS FEET UP IN THE AIR.
MOUSE, IF YOU CAN
LAY ON YOUR BACK,
PLEASE LAY ON YOUR BACK
JUST IN CASE THERE'S
ANY KIND OF SHOCK
THAT MIGHT
SET IN HERE, OKAY?
OH, MAN, THAT HURT.
YOU GOT SOME HANDY?
YEAH, GO AHEAD
AND GRAB SOME.
BLASTED THREE GUYS.
WE GOT SOPER, MONTE, AND LYNN
ARE ALL BEAT UP RIGHT NOW, OKAY?
ART, EVERYBODY ELSE IS OKAY.
WE PROBABLY NEED
SOME HELP HERE
JUST KIND OF MONITORING THIS
SITUATION, ALL RIGHT, TRAVIS?
ALL RIGHT.
190 --
HE HAS A REALLY HIGH PULSE.
HANG IN THERE.
SET IT THERE.
THANKS, CROS.
ARE YOU HAVING ANY KIND
OF TROUBLE BREATHING?
JUST I FEEL LIKE I'VE GOT A RIB
THING GOING ON IN HERE.
OKAY, LET ME, UM...
SERIOUS, SERIOUS RIB THING.
HERE, YOU GOT THAT.
LET ME GO CHECK
THE OTHER KIT, ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT.
YOU GOT SOME SERIOUS
INTERNAL BLEEDING
GOING ON UNDER YOUR EYE.
BEYOND YOUR HEAD, DO YOU
HAVE ANYTHING GOING ON?
MY LOWER BACK -- I HIT
SOMETHING WITH MY LOWER BACK.
I'VE GOT TO SURVEY YOU,
ALL RIGHT?
HEY, REAL QUICK,
I NEED A HEADS-UP ON SOPER.
GIVE ME A STATUS REPORT
ON HIM, OKAY?
ALL RIGHT, MOUSE.
HEAD AND NECK
ARE OKAY, RIGHT?
YEAH.
YOU'RE SURE?
IT'S SWELLING, AND IT'S STARTING
TO HURT QUITE A BIT MORE.
OHH.
HERE, ROLL THIS WAY.
YEAH, YOU GOT DINGED --
BIG BRUISE.
BOY.
WE HAVE SITUATIONS
WHERE SOMETIMES WE GET ASKED TO
DO THINGS THAT ARE PRETTY CRAZY
TO SAVE US FROM DOING THINGS
THAT ARE EVEN CRAZIER.
I DON'T KNOW
WHERE THAT WAVE CAME FROM,
BUT IT SURE [BLEEP] US UP.
Man: A LITTLE BIT.
REALLY SLOW, THOUGH.
Man #2:
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.
THAT ONE'S OKAY.
THIS ONE'S REACTING REALLY SLOW.
HE'S GOT A LOT OF EXTRA
BLOOD FLOW TO THAT AREA.
YEAH, I THINK THERE'S GETTING
A LITTLE PRESSURE ON THAT ONE.
I CAN'T EVEN TAKE
A FULL, DEEP BREATH.
WE'LL SEE -- GET INTO TOWN
AND GET EVERYBODY LOOKED AT
AND SEE WHAT'S GOING ON
AND FIGURE OUT
WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO
WITH THE REST OF OUR SEASON.
STAND BY TO STAND BY.
Narrator: 330 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE 115-FOOT TIME BANDIT.
OKAY, COMING UP.
Narrator: CAPTAIN ANDY
HAS GAMBLED HALF HIS GEAR
ON A SPOT CALLED "MR. MAGOO,"
THE SACRED FAMILY
FISHING GROUNDS
THAT PAID OFF LAST SEASON.
BUT NOW...
IT'S A BUST.
Andy: SO, WE HAVE NO CRAB
ON BOARD.
I HEARD, "DON'T GO TO MAGOO,
'CAUSE THERE'S HUNDREDS THERE,"
AND I STILL SAID,
"I GOT TO GO THERE AND TRY IT."
[ WINCH GRINDS ]
Narrator: CAPTAIN ANDY DECIDED
TO GO WITH HIS GUT.
I GOT JACK SQUAT.
Narrator: NOW THE CREW
WILL STACK ON THE 30 POTS
AND PRAY THAT ANDY'S
NORTHERN SET OF GEAR
IS ON BETTER FISHING.
SO NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED,
THERE AIN'T NOTHING THERE
THIS YEAR.
WE'VE BEEN FISHING FOR 36 HOURS
AND HAVEN'T MADE
A FRICKIN' DIME YET.
WE'RE GETTING LIKE 150 CRAB
AND ONLY 7 KEEPERS IN A POT.
THAT'S NOT VERY GOOD FISHING.
Narrator: SINCE IT'S NOT WORTH
SORTING THROUGH THE JUNK
FOR A HANDFUL OF KEEPERS,
THE CREW DECIDES
TO RAIL-DUMP THE CRAB.
Andy:
IF YOU WANT TO RAIL-DUMP,
YOU BETTER [BLEEP] GET
THAT POT OFF THE RACK.
[BLEEP] YOU GUYS.
Narrator:
THERE'S NO TIME TO WASTE,
ESPECIALLY WITH CAPTAIN ANDY'S
DELIVERY DEADLINE IN FOUR DAYS.
I KNOW HE'S UNDER
A LOT OF STRESS.
LOOK AT HIM UP THERE.
THROW THE HOOK.
WHEN I SAY
THERE'S A POT COMING UP,
I WANT THE GUY
TO THROW THE HOOK.
THAT'S MY BOTTOM LINE.
IF YOU'RE GONNA RAIL-DUMP THEM,
[BLEEP] GET THEM ON MY [BLEEP]
BOAT AS FAST AS YOU CAN.
Narrator: THE LAST POT
IS SECURED ON THE DECK.
NOW CAPTAIN ANDY SETS A COURSE
TOWARD HIS NORTHERN STRINGS.
WE'RE GONNA RUN UP 60 MILES
TO GO SEE THE ICE PACK --
NORTHWEST TOWARDS RUSSIA.
NO GUTS, NO GLORY.
THIS IS IT, MAN.
WE GOT TO FIND THE CRAB.
Narrator: AS THE MOON RISES
OVER THE BERING SEA,
A 200-SQUARE-MILE ARCTIC SQUALL
COLLIDES WITH THE GROUNDS,
AND FISHING IN THE HEART OF IT
IS THE 106-FOOT INCENTIVE.
20-FOOT SEAS...
70-MILE GUSTS...
AND TEMPERATURES DROPPING
TO MINUS-10 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT.
THIS BOAT HERE
IS A BIG LITTLE BOAT.
IT PACKS OVER 200,000 POUNDS
OF CRAB.
AND IT'S A SWEET RIDE.
IT'S GOT THE HOUSE RAISED UP
SO YOU GOT GOOD VISIBILITY.
EXCELLENT DECK SETUP
FOR SORTING CRAB --
YOU'LL SEE
WE GOT THE OPIE RIVER HERE.
AND THESE GUYS
CAN GET THE CRAB DOWN FASTER
THAN I CAN GET TO THE NEXT POT,
JUST ABOUT.
YOU KNOW, 500, 600 CRAB --
THAT'S A LOT.
Narrator: CAPTAIN HARRY LEWIS
AND HIS 6-MAN CREW
ARE BACK ON THE CRAB GROUNDS
AFTER OFF-LOADING
152,000 POUNDS OF OPIES
FOR A QUICK 258,000 BUCKS.
Lewis: YEAH,
WE'RE ALL PUMPED UP, THOUGH.
WE'RE READY TO GO ROUND TWO HERE
AND KEEP THIS BABY ROLLING.
WE'RE LOOKING TO GET A LITTLE
OVER 200,000 POUNDS THIS TRIP.
PLUG THIS BABY.
Narrator: WIND, WAVES,
AND WEATHER CONTINUE TO BUILD.
BUT HARRY IS NO ROOKIE CAPTAIN.
DON'T SWEAT
THE SMALL [BLEEP] MAN.
YOU GOT TO GO FOR IT
IN THIS GAME.
Narrator:
HARRY'S BEEN A MEMBER
OF THE ELITE GROUP
OF BERING SEA CRAB-BOAT SKIPPERS
FOR 20 YEARS.
Lewis:
WHEN YOU GET UP TO THIS LEVEL,
THE WINTERTIME FISHING OUT HERE
NEXT TO THE POLAR ICE CAP,
THERE AIN'T NO SLOUCHES
OUT HERE.
AT THIS LEVEL, EVERY GUY
OUT HERE RUNNING A BOAT...
HE'S FOR REAL.
Narrator: BUT 18 YEARS AGO,
CAPTAIN HARRY LOST
OVER $35,000 WORTH OF GEAR
WHEN IT WAS SWALLOWED
BY THE ICE.
IT WAS A DEVASTATING LOSS
THAT LEFT HIM GUN-SHY.
SO THIS YEAR, CAPTAIN HARRY
IS HEDGING HIS BETS
ON SOUTHERN GROUNDS,
80 MILES FROM THE ICE
AND THE REST OF THE FLEET.
WE KNOW
IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME.
THAT WIND'S GONNA SWING AROUND,
THEN THE ICE IS REALLY GONNA
COME DOWN AGAIN.
AND I'M NOT REAL EXCITED
ABOUT GOING UP INTO THE ICE
AND HAVING THE ICE
COME INTO ME, EITHER.
IT CAN ALL CHANGE REAL QUICK.
Narrator: THE ICE HAS A LIFE
AND MIND OF ITS OWN,
CONSTANTLY GROWING AND SHIFTING,
SWALLOWING UP HUNDREDS OF MILES
OF CRAB GROUNDS
ON VERY SHORT NOTICE.
IT MAKES FISHING
THIS TIME OF YEAR
BOTH CHALLENGING AND PERILOUS.
Lewis: SO, THIS IS THE EDGE.
WE'RE FISHING ON THE EDGE.
BUT RIGHT NOW THE TIDES
ARE SLACKING,
AND WE'RE THINKING THE CRAB
ARE GOING UP THERE
TOWARDS THE FOOTBALL.
AND DON'T TELL ANYBODY,
OR I'LL HAVE TO KILL YOU.
Narrator: NOW THE CREW PREPARES
TO START HAULING A STRING
THEY LEFT SOAKING
WHILE THEY WERE IN TOWN.
Lewis:
THROW HER LIKE A SNAKE'S TONGUE.
WE'RE LOOKING
FOR SOME FULL SHOOMAMAS.
A SHOOMAMA
IS ABOUT 500 PER POT.
COME ON, BABY.
THE FIRST ONE'S GONNA BE...
Narrator:
ABOARD THE INCENTIVE,
A SHOOMAMA MEANS, WELL,
"WE DONE STRUCK GOLD."
SHOOMAMA!
THAT'S WHAT WE'RE LOOKING FOR,
AND THAT'S ABOUT A 500 AVERAGE.
VERY CLEAN!
FIRST POT.
SEEMS PRETTY GOOD.
Lewis: IF WE CAN GET
A SHOOMAMA AVERAGE,
THEN WE CAN GET THIS THING FULL
IN THREE DAYS.
WE'RE MAKING MONEY.
HAH!
NOW WE'RE TALKING.
I THINK I JUST FOUND GOLD.
[ LAUGHS ]
HOLY [BLEEP]
COME ON, BABY, TURN.
RUNS LIKE A DEER,
SMELLS LIKE A JOHN.
Narrator:
11 HOURS AFTER THE TOWERING WAVE
TOOK OUT THREE
WIZARD FISHERMEN...
I'VE NEVER TAKEN A WAVE WITH
GUYS ON THE BOW LIKE THAT.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN
KEITH COLBURN IS TORMENTED
WITH THE CONSEQUENCES
OF HIS DECISIONS.
Keith:
YOU'RE DOING EVERYTHING IN YOUR
POWER TO KEEP THE GUYS SAFE.
YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES OUT HERE,
YOU GOT TO TAKE
A LITTLE BIT OF RISK,
BUT YOU TRY AND MAINTAIN SAFETY
AND DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN.
I KNOW I'LL BE REPLAYING THIS IN
MY BRAIN FOR A LONG, LONG TIME.
THESE GUYS START PILING
OFF DECK, ONE AFTER ANOTHER,
HUNCHED OVER, BEAT UP,
AND BLEEDING.
[ SIGHS ]
[ Voice breaking ]
I'VE NEVER GOTTEN THROUGH
ANYTHING LIKE THAT.
PHEW.
GOD!
AAHH! [BLEEP]
AW, MAN!
AW, MAN.
Narrator:
200 MILES TO THE NORTHWEST,
THE INCENTIVE HAS WORKED
THROUGH THE NIGHT
AND IS NOW PULLING THE LAST
OF THEIR TOWN'S SOAKED POTS.
THOUGH THEY'RE 80 MILES SOUTH
OF THE REST OF THE FLEET,
WHEN IT COMES TO WEATHER
ON THE BERING SEA,
YOU CAN RUN,
BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE.
Lewis:
IT'S REALLY STARTING NOW.
WHEW!
A LITTLE BIT SLOPPY.
HOPEFULLY, ONE OF THEM SPOTS
WILL SHOW US
WHICH WAY THEY'RE MOVING.
'CAUSE THEY GOT LEGS,
AND THEY KNOW HOW TO USE THEM.
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
JUST KEEP GRINDING OUR WAY
THROUGH THESE BABIES
AND GET THEM CLEANED OUT.
Narrator: CAPTAIN HARRY'S BEEN
DRIVING HIS BATTLE-WEARY CREW
FOR THE LAST 18 HOURS.
NOT BAD.
IT'S A LITTLE SORE.
MY ARM'S A LITTLE SORE --
NOT TOO BAD.
I'M NOT FEELING REAL HOT.
[ LAUGHING ]
THERE'S NO SYMPATHY
IN CRAB FISHING.
Lewis: COME ON, BABY.
GIVE US A LITTLE MORE
THAN THAT LAST POT.
THAT'S PROBABLY ABOUT 289 CRAB
IN THAT POT, I'D SAY.
BUT THEY'RE BIG --
REALLY BIG.
WE'VE BEEN DOING REAL GOOD
ON THIS STRING.
NICE CRAB.
COME ON, SHAKE IT
LIKE YOU DID LAST NIGHT.
THAT'S WHAT WE NEED.
Narrator:
THE FASTER CAPTAIN HARRY
CAN DIAL IN ON THE CRAB,
THE SOONER THE CREW CAN GET HOME
AND GET PAID.
THAT GUY --
WHAT WAS HE THINKING?
OH!
[ SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
OH! WHOA!
I LOOKED RIGHT AT IT.
I KNOW IT WAS HOOKED, GUNNY.
OKAY, READY, YOU GUYS?
LET'S PULL IT BACK.
Narrator:
THE POT SLIPS FROM THE LAUNCHER,
KILLING CRAB AND NEARLY CRUSHING
SOME OF THE CREW'S HANDS.
WHOA!
WHOA!
Canete: WELL, EVERY NOW AND
THEN, IT SLIPS FOR SOME REASON.
IT POPS OUT OF THE DOCK.
IT USUALLY SLIPS RIGHT HERE NOW.
IT'LL POP OUT.
1,300, 1,400 POUNDS A POT.
IF IT HITS SOMEBODY
AND LANDS ON THEM,
IT COULD KILL YOU
IN A HEARTBEAT.
Gunderson: YOU GOT TO STAY
ON THE BALL NO MATTER WHAT.
Dawson: I'VE BROKEN
A FEW BONES OUT HERE,
I'VE HAD A CRAB LEG
GO THROUGH MY EYE,
I'VE LOST THE TIP OF MY FINGER,
BROKE RIBS, LEGS, WRISTS, HAND.
WHAT ELSE DO YOU DO?
ONCE YOU'VE DONE THIS,
THERE'S NOTHING ELSE.
Lewis: I CAN'T REALLY DWELL
ON THAT TOO MUCH.
BURNING BAIT, FILLING UP
THE BLACK HOLE -- THAT'S MY JOB.
Narrator: 360 MILES NORTHWEST
OF DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE 128-FOOT CORNELIA MARIE.
CAPTAIN PHIL HARRIS AND THE CREW
PREP THE DECK FOR THE FIRST POTS
OF THE OPIE SEASON.
IT'S A WHOPPING
14 DEGREES OUTSIDE.
Narrator:
THE TEMPERATURE HAS DROPPED.
ICING HAS BEGUN.
YOU DON'T WANT TO GET
OVERLOADED IN ICE
'CAUSE IT MAKES THE BOAT
TOP-HEAVY.
Narrator:
CAPTAIN PHIL'S STRATEGY
IS TO FISH FAST AND FURIOUS.
HE'LL PULL ON A SHORT SOAK
AND HOPE TO PUT A DENT
IN HIS 1.2 MILLION-POUND QUOTA.
Phil: I'M THINKING ABOUT
THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW.
IF SOMETHING DOESN'T HAPPEN HERE
PRETTY QUICK,
WE'RE GONNA BE SCREWED AGAIN.
THE ICE IS GONNA COME DOWN,
AND WE'RE OUT OF BUSINESS.
Narrator: THE BONE-CHILLING
ARCTIC AIR STREAM
HAS PUSHED THE ICE PACK SOUTH.
IT'S NOW TWO DAYS FROM
SWALLOWING THE CRAB GROUNDS.
Phil:
WHEN THE ICE COMES DOWN,
IF IT GETS IN MY POTS
ON THE EDGE,
IT'LL JUST PICK THEM UP
AND DRAG THEM
AND TAKE THEM AND SET THEM
AND DROP THEM OFF
IN 1,000 FATHOMS.
SO YOU LOSE THEM.
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN HERE.
I REALLY DON'T.
Narrator:
AFTER A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE
AAH!
...AND MONTHS OF RECOVERY,
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU CAN DIE?"
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN PHIL
IS BACK IN THE CHAIR,
APPROACHING HIS FIRST STRING.
WE'RE GONNA HAUL RIGHT INTO
THE WIND, UP TO THE NORTHEAST.
Narrator:
BUT THE QUESTION REMAINS --
CAN HE HANDLE THE STRESS
OF A BERING SEA WINTER?
YEAH, THIS IS THE FIRST POT
IN THE '09 OPIE SEASON.
LET'S HOPE
THERE'S SOMETHING IN IT.
WE'RE GONNA PUT SOME CRAB
ON THE BOAT TODAY.
THERE'S A COUPLE IN THERE --
COUPLE HUNDRED.
THERE'S A COUPLE HUNDRED.
YEAH, THERE'S PROBABLY 300
IN IT FOR 11 HOURS.
ARE THEY GOOD ONES?
[ CHUCKLES ]
YEAH!
WE GOT SOMETHING IN THE TANK.
SOMETHING IN THE TANK.
THAT'S GOOD -- 11-HOUR SOAK,
AND, I MEAN,
THERE'S, I THINK,
A COUPLE HUNDRED IN THAT POT.
GO UP A MILE, LAY ONE,
AND THEN GO AND LAY ONE
GOING TO THE NORTH.
Narrator:
PHIL HAS FOUND SIGNS OF LIFE.
NOW HE'LL HUSTLE
TO CHARGE AHEAD OF THE PACK
AND LET THE PREY COME TO HIM.
[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]
BUT WITH TWO NEW CREWMAN...
WHOA! WHOA!
...THE DECK IS NO LONGER
A WELL-OILED MACHINE.
THESE GUYS,
FOR THEIR FIRST STRING,
THEY GOT TO GET USED TO
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE, SO...
THIS GROUP OF GUYS --
STEVE HASN'T HAULED AN OPIE POT
IN YEARS, YOU KNOW?
THE LAST TIME I FISHED OPIE
WAS PROBABLY
8 OR 9 YEARS AGO --
SOMETHING LIKE THAT,
MAYBE LONGER, I DON'T KNOW.
Narrator:
AND ABOARD A CRAB BOAT,
THERE IS NO SYMPATHY
FOR RUSTY DECKHANDS.
HEY, STEVE, ONE TIME!
ONE TIME! ONE TIME!
THIS [BLEEP] [BLEEP]
HEY, YOU DON'T GOT TO PUT IT
AWAY EVERY TIME THAT WE USE IT.
TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE,
THE HARRIS BOYS ARE RIDING THE
NEW ENGINEER, STEVE WARD, HARD,
AND IT'S SLOWING DOWN THE DECK.
Phil:
HEY, JACOB, YOU GOT TO REMEMBER
TO GO BACK WITH THE POT
SO STEVE LEARNS
WHAT HE'S SUPPOSED TO DO.
"WELL, YOU KNOW,
STEVE WAS SLOW."
WELL, YOU WORRY ABOUT JAKE,
AND LET STEVE WORRY ABOUT STEVE.
GOD.
SCREAMING AT STEVE ABOUT THIS
AND SCREAMING AT STEVE
ABOUT THAT --
WE'RE GONNA HAVE A LITTLE TALK.
MAYBE I SHOULD GIVE IT
SOME MORE WATER.
GRAB YOUR BROTHER
AND COME TO THE WHEELHOUSE.
ROGER.
JAKE.
THIS IS GONNA BE UGLY.
IF I WOULD HAVE PULLED
THAT STUNT THAT YOU JUST DID,
I WOULD HAVE WALKED OFF
THIS [BLEEP] DECK,
AND I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU,
"[BLEEP] YOU WANT TO STACK POTS
"AND PUT CRAB ON,
YOU DO IT BY YOURSELF.
YOU CAN TAKE THIS DECK
AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR [BLEEP]"
THAT'S WHAT I'D DO.
EVERYBODY ELSE
IS UNLEASHING ON HIM.
I SAID PLEASANTLY, "HEY, STEVE,
HERE, I'LL GIVE YOU A HAND.
I'LL GET IT IN THERE
REAL QUICK."
IT'S ABOUT TIME, YOU GUYS,
TO WORK WITH THE GUY
TO TRY TO IMPROVE IT.
BUT WORK WITH THE GUY.
I AM WORKING WITH HIM.
IF HE GETS AN ATTITUDE AND WALKS
OFF THIS BOAT, WE ARE [BLEEP]
HE DIDN'T GET AN ATTITUDE,
BUT ALL I ASKED, "WILL --"
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
DON'T YELL [BLEEP]
WORK WITH THE GUY.
AND JUST REMEMBER,
YOU DON'T KNOW [BLEEP]
I DON'T KNOW [BLEEP]
ABOUT NOTHING.
THAT'S RIGHT.
YOU DON'T.
AND I DON'T CLAIM TO.
DON'T THINK YOU'RE A [BLEEP]
GIFTED DECKHAND, BUD,
'CAUSE I ASSURE YOU --
YOU'RE NOT.
I'M NOT, EXCEPT FOR --
YOU'RE NOT.
RIGHT NOW YOU DO NEED ME
IN THIS OPERATION RIGHT NOW.
ONE THING I DO GOT TO SAY
IN JAKE'S DEFENSE --
RIGHT NOW IN THIS MOMENT
RIGHT NOW...
UNTIL WE GET
TO DUTCH HARBOR.
[ LAUGHS ]
WORK WITH THE GUY.
TEACH HIM.
HE'S GOOD. HE'S GOOD.
HE'S DOING REALLY GOOD.
AND DON'T THINK
YOU'RE SOME GIFTED DECKHAND.
I'M NOT. I'M NOT.
YOU MIGHT BE OKAY,
BUT YOU AIN'T NO GREAT YET.
Narrator: IF THE CREW
CAN'T FIND THEIR RHYTHM,
AN ALREADY LONG SEASON
COULD GET LONGER.
Phil: HE'S LEARNING,
AND HE'S GOOD AT IT.
HE'LL GET IT.
BUT YOU START SCREAMING
AT SOMEBODY
AND YOU GET THEM FLUSTERED,
THEY'RE NEVER GONNA LEARN.
AND WHEN IT COMES TO BEING
A GREAT DECKHAND,
I WAS A GREAT DECKHAND.
THAT'S HOW I GOT TO RUN A BOAT.
Narrator:
380 MILES NORTH OF DUTCH HARBOR,
THE 115-FOOT TIME BANDIT
IS A FEW MILES
FROM THEIR NORTHERN STRINGS.
AFTER HEDGING OVER HALF HIS GEAR
ON MR. MAGOO,
CAPTAIN ANDY STRUCK OUT.
Andy: LAST YEAR, THERE WERE
750 CRAB HERE PER POT.
THERE AIN'T NOTHING THERE
THIS YEAR.
I GOT JACK SQUAT.
GOT ABOUT 10,000 POUNDS
ON BOARD.
WORST START
I'VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE.
WE WENT 90 MILES IN 2 DAYS.
Narrator: NOW WITH THREE DAYS
TO PLUG THE BOAT,
CAPTAIN ANDY IS PRAYING THAT HIS
LAST SACRED FAMILY FISHING HOLE,
AFFECTIONATELY KNOWN AS THE
"BUTT CHEEKS," WILL PAY OFF.
IT'S WHERE I THINK WE'RE GONNA
FIND THE MOTHER LODE.
OH, WE'RE GETTING CLOSE
TO THE "BUTT CHEEK" TIME.
WE'RE A LONG WAYS FROM LOADING
THIS BOAT WITH CRAB.
Man: FEEL THE PAIN.
OH, YOU BOTH ARE PRETTY SAD.
[ LAUGHS ]
DO OR DIE.
RIGHT THERE AT THE BUTT CHEEK.
BOO-YAH!
Narrator: DESPERATE
TO CHANGE THEIR FORTUNE,
THE SUPERSTITIOUS HILLSTRANDS
DECIDE IT'S TIME TO RID
THEMSELVES OF THEIR BAD JUJU.
THE NORTHWESTERN STOLE
MY BROTHER JOHN'S COAT.
SO SINCE IT WAS JAKE ANDERSON
THAT STOLE IT,
WE MADE A LITTLE JAKE ANDERSON
NORTHWESTERN GUY.
[ LAUGHTER ]
IT WAS BAD LUCK. HE WAS SITTING
THERE WATCHING YOU.
STARING AT ME.
STARING
AT THE BACK OF YOU.
AND NOW HE'S GONNA GET
A GOOD BURNING.
Man: I THINK HE'S THE BAD LUCK
FOR THIS TRIP,
SO WE'RE GONNA BURN HIM
AT THE STAKE.
I HAVE NOTHING
AGAINST THE NORTHWESTERN.
I LOVE THE SMELL
OF LIGHTER FLUID IN THE MORNING.
BURNING HIM.
LET THAT BE A LESSON
TO YOU!
Man: WE HAVE NOTHING
AGAINST THE NORTHWESTERN.
WE JUST CAN'T HAVE THAT JACKET
ON OUR BOAT.
BAD LUCK.
WE'RE JUST GETTING RID
OF THE BAD LUCK.
BYE-BYE, COAT.
HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU.
I'M GLAD TO SEE WE'RE FINALLY
PUTTING THIS TO REST.
BURNING THE BAD LUCK,
BROTHER.
BYE-BYE, COAT.
GET OUT OF HERE.
Andy: WE FINALLY PUT
THE JAKE PROBLEM TO REST.
AND NOW IT'S DONE.
I HAVE MY WEAPON.
I'M READY TO DO BATTLE.
Narrator:
BAD JUJU, BEGONE.
AND NO EXCUSES LEFT,
ANDY'S HILLSTRAND REPUTATION
IS NOW ON THE LINE.
THIS IS THE DEEPEST WE'VE GONE
ALL YEAR.
[BLEEP] LET'S CATCH OUR CRABS
AND GO HOME.
I'M GONNA LISTEN
TO THE BLOCK HERE.
[ WINCH GRINDING ]
I DON'T KNOW.
MIGHT HAVE SOME WEIGHT TO IT.
OH, YEAH, LOOK AT THAT POT.
GOT CRAB LEGS, ANDY?
WE GOT CRAB LEGS.
WE GOT CRAB LEGS!
JUST HOW MUCH WE GOT
IS THE QUESTION.
OH, YEAH, BABY!
YEAH!
OWW!
AND WE GOT
[BLEEP] HUGE [BLEEP] CRAB!
HAH!
HAH!
WHOO-HOO!
HAH!
HAH!!
HA HA! THAT'S [BLEEP] CRAB
THERE, MY FRIEND.
DUMP IT BACK. 21 HOURS.
THAT LOOKS A LOT BETTER THAN
WHAT WE'VE BEEN FISHING ON.
WE MIGHT MAKE IT.
Narrator: A 21-HOUR SOAK,
THREE-QUARTER-FULL POTS,
A BOATLOAD OF GEAR,
MONEY IN THE BANK.
I LOVE IT.
ALL ALONE IN THE BUTT CHEEKS --
WHAT MORE CAN YOU ASK FOR?
UNBELIEVABLE.
BIG [BLEEP]
"BIG CRAB," HE SAYS.
HA HA!
YEAH!
WE'RE SETTING BACK ON THAT,
MY FRIEND -- HALF-FULL POT.
5-1-0!
HA HA HA HA HA!
510, BROTHER.
510!
THAT'S WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT.
WE'RE GOING TO TOWN!
DADDY'S GONNA TAKE US
TO TOWN!
THROW THAT HOOK.
LOOK AT THAT.
RIGHT THERE!
BAM! BAM!
OH, MAN, COME ON, BABY.
WHOO! YOU GOT TO BELIEVE
TO RECEIVE, BROTHER.
WHOO!
YEAH!
YEAH!
YEAH!
YEAH, BABY!
YEAH! WHOO!
HAH! YEAH!
[BLEEP]
THREE-QUARTERS FULL!
YEAH!
YEAH!
TIME BANDIT'S
BACK ON THE TEAM!
WHOO-HOO!
OH, CRAB-ALANCHE.
CRAB-ALANCHE!
SERIOUS [BLEEP] CRAB
RIGHT THERE.
NOW, HOW COME
WE DIDN'T COME HERE FIRST?
WHY DIDN'T WE COME
HERE FIRST?
WE JUST WANTED TO SEE WHAT
IT WAS LIKE ON THE BAD END?
OH, NICE.
RUSSELL, GIVE IT TO ME.
DANG IT!
[ LAUGHS ]
655.
Andy:
650 [BLEEP] CRAB.
655!
655, HE SAID!
[ LAUGHS ]
THIS WHOLE BOWL IS JUST LOADED
WITH 600s, MAN.
THIS WHOLE BOWL IS LOADED.
I TOLD THEM, I THINK I HAD
TO PULL A 530-SOMETHING AVERAGE
TWICE TO GET 90,000 CRAB.
WE'LL SEE.
KNOCKING ON WOOD.
[ KNOCKING ]
Narrator: NOW CAPTAIN ANDY
WILL CONCENTRATE ALL OF HIS GEAR
ON THE GROUNDS.
Narrator:
370 MILES FROM DUTCH HARBOR
IS THE 125-FOOT NORTHWESTERN.
CAPTAIN SIG IS ON THE CRAB,
AVERAGING OVER 400 KEEPERS
A POT.
SO FAR FOR TODAY, I'VE BEEN
ABSOLUTELY MORE THAN HAPPY.
WE'RE GETTING THE NUMBERS
OUT OF THEM WE NEED.
Narrator:
AFTER A WEEK OF PROSPECTING,
CAPTAIN SIG
HAS FOUND GOOD FISHING
JUST 55 MILES FROM THE ICE.
AND IF YOU'RE DOING
LIKE A 400-PLUS,
AND ALL YOU'VE DONE
IS JUST DUMP THEM IN THE WATER,
THAT'S PUTTING
CRAB ON THE BOAT FAST.
THAT'S JUST ON A DAY'S SOAK,
SO THAT'S GREAT.
Man: THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW
IS NOT SO NICE.
Narrator: WITH HEAVY TIDES
PULLING AGAINST THE BUOYS,
CAPTAIN SIG IS FORCED
TO HAUL IN THE DITCH.
OUR STRING
IS RIGHT IN THE DITCH,
WHICH MEANS
OUR STRING'S RIGHT HERE,
AND THE SWELLS ARE COMING
RIGHT INSIDE THE BOAT.
NOW THE FIVE-MAN CREW
IS COMPLETELY EXPOSED.
EVERYBODY'S KIND OF
ON THEIR TOES RIGHT NOW.
BUT FOR THE NORTHWESTERN,
THE GRIND AND WEATHER
IS BUSINESS AS USUAL.
DOUBLE OVERTIME.
WHOA!
LOST IT.
WHOA!
WHOA!
WHAT THE [BLEEP]
YEAH!
THAT WAS HUGE!
Narrator: OUT OF NOWHERE,
A 40-FOOT WAVE CRASHES
OVER THE PORT-SIDE SHELTER DECK,
BARELY MISSING
THE UNSUSPECTING CREW.
ARE WE GOOD, OR IS SOMETHING
TWEETING OUT THERE?
IT'S NAUTICAL,
IS WHAT THEY CALL IT RIGHT NOW.
I THOUGHT SOMETHING WAS
COMING OVER THE OTHER SIDE.
STOP MOVING AROUND SO MUCH.
YOU'RE ROCKING THE BOAT.
GOT A GOOD SHOT
ON THAT ONE.
[ LAUGHS ]
YOU KNOW THEY'RE BIG
WHEN YOU LOOK UP.
THAT THING CAME UP
PAST THE BREAK.
GAME OVER.
Narrator: THE FORCE
OF THE 44,000 GALLONS OF WATER
BLEW APART THE POT TIES,
VIOLENTLY SHIFTING THE 800-POUND
POTS ACROSS THE DECK.
THAT'S A LOT WATER.
IT SNAPPED THE POT TIES.
IT'S FAIR TO SAY ABOUT 12,000
POUNDS JUST GOT SHIFTED ACROSS.
ONE WAVE.
IF IT WAS ME
JUST STANDING BACK THERE,
I'D BE LIKE A PINBALL.
STUFF LIKE THAT
WILL SNEAK UP ON YOU.
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU GET HOME, YOU FORGET ABOUT
ALL THIS MISERY, YOU KNOW?
YOU GET HOME AND GO,
"OH, THE SEASON WASN'T SO BAD."
Narrator:
20 MILES TO THE NORTH,
THE CORNELIA MARIE IS 18 HOURS
INTO THEIR DAY
AND RACING TO FINISH
THEIR FIRST STRING.
Phil: WE'RE GETTING DONE
WITH OUR SECOND STRING
IN OUR NORTHERN AREA.
CONSISTENT 300s, 350s
ON A 14-HOUR SOAK.
Narrator: CAPTAIN PHIL IS BACK,
AND HE HASN'T LOST A STEP.
FOR A SHORT SOAK, HE'S LANDING
ON A LITTLE BIT OF CRAB.
Narrator: THE SKIPPER
HAS LANDED ON THE CRAB,
BUT WITH WEATHER AND ICE
BARRELING TOWARDS THE GROUNDS,
PHIL HAS A JUDGMENT CALL
TO MAKE.
AND I GOT TO MAKE
THE BIG DECISION
OF WHETHER TO GAMBLE OR NOT --
STAY OUT HERE AND CONTINUE
PUTTING CRAB ON THE BOAT
AND PRAY LIKE HELL THAT WE GET
A BREAK IN THE WEATHER
TO DELIVER THIS CRAB
OR JUST RUN TO ST. PAUL ISLAND
AND PLAY IT SAFE.
Narrator:
IF HE WAITS TOO LONG,
ICE COULD CHOKE OFF
ST. PAUL HARBOR,
LEAVING PHIL WITH A BOATLOAD
OF CRAB AND NOWHERE TO GO.
YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU GET A BUNCH
OF CRAB ON THIS BOAT,
IF IT GOES WRONG
AND THEY JUST DIE OR SOMETHING,
THAT GOES AGAINST MY QUOTA,
'CAUSE YOU'RE GONNA BE LOOKING
AT A MILLION DOLLARS'
WORTH OF CRAB.
BOY, I'D BE IN DEEP [BLEEP]
Narrator: WHILE THE SKIPPER
WEIGHS HIS DECISION,
ON DECK, THE FIVE-MAN CREW
IS FINALLY BEGINNING TO JELL.
WE'RE STARTING
TO GET UP TO SPEED.
THE RHYTHM IS COMING BACK.
YEAH, I'M STARTING
TO GET BETTER WITH THE --
YOU KNOW, THE SYSTEM.
[ WINCH GRINDS ]
THAT'S THE LAST POT.
YOU'RE GONNA RUN ABOUT
20 MINUTES AND THEN SET THEM.
SEEMED TODAY THAT LAST PART,
EVERYTHING WENT REALLY WELL.
GOT SOME CRAB.
NO ONE GOT HURT.
Phil: WELL, THE LINE
POPPED OUT OF THE BLOCK,
AND IT WAS REALLY SUPERTIGHT,
AND IT CAUGHT JACOB.
THE LINE WRAPPED AROUND HIS LEG
AND DRUG HIM TO THE RAIL.
Narrator:
THE CREW RACES TO FREE JAKE'S
ANKLE FROM THE BITE OF THE LINE,
JUST BEFORE THE 800-POUND POT
COULD HAVE PULLED HIM
INTO THE 34-DEGREE WATER.
I ALMOST GOT SUCKED OVERBOARD.
IT SEIZED DOWN AND DROPPED HIM
TO THE FLOOR AND [BLEEP]
AND I CAME OUT WITH A KNIFE,
WAS READY,
BUT HIS BROTHER, DUDE,
SAVED THE DAY.
A LINE CIRCUIT
PULLED THROUGH THE BLOCK,
RIPPED HIM RIGHT OFF HIS FEET.
SCARY, MAN.
[BLEEP]
GOOD JOB.
GOOD JOB, JAKE.
REAL GOOD, BUDDY.
I FEEL LIKE DINNER'S GONNA TASTE
A LITTLE BIT BETTER TONIGHT
AFTER THAT, SO...
Phil: THAT'S IT.
IT KEEPS YOU ON THE EDGE
OF YOUR SEAT EVERY TIME.
THAT'S WHAT I'M TELLING YOU --
YOU NEVER [BLEEP] KNOW.
BUT THAT'S WHY
WE LOVE DOING THIS.
WE LOVE LIVING ON THE EDGE.
[BLEEP]
THAT'S WHY WE'RE HERE.
KEEPS YOU ON THE EDGE
OF YOUR SEAT EVERY TIME.
Narrator:
AND FOR DEAR OLD DAD,
WELL, WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU
JUST MAKES YOU STRONGER.
NO.
WELL, YOU KNOW, I MEAN, IT'S
HAPPENED TO ME A HUNDRED TIMES.
I BET HE WAS [BLEEP] HIS PANTS.
Narrator:
THE INCENTIVE IS IN THE LEAD,
BUT CAPTAIN PHIL
HAS FOUND THE CRAB.
Narrator:
AFTER A 20-HOUR STEAM,
THE 155-FOOT WIZARD
IS FINALLY PULLING IN TO PORT.
HALF OF HER CREW
IS BATTERED, BROKEN,
AND IN NEED
OF MEDICAL ATTENTION.
THE WAVES WE TOOK TODAY
KIND OF LEFT A LASTING
IMPRESSION ON OUR STACK
AND HAVE BLOWN OUT THE DOORS.
Narrator:
EARLY YESTERDAY MORNING...
EVERYBODY, HANG ON!
HANG ON!
FORGET ABOUT [BLEEP] TARP
AND HANG ON.
Narrator: WITHOUT WARNING,
CAPTAIN KEITH CRASHED HEAD ON
INTO A MASSIVE 40-FOOT WAVE.
THE FORCE OF THE WAVE KNOCKED
THE DECKHANDS OFF THEIR FEET,
SLAMMING THEIR BODIES INTO
THE 1-INCH THICK STEEL DOORS,
BENDING THE FRAMES
FROM THE IMPACT.
GRAB THAT LINE!
HAULED ABSOLUTELY NO CRAB
AND ARE BACK IN TOWN
ABOUT 32 HOURS LATER.
PROBABLY
THE WORST FISHING TRIP EVER.
YOU KNOW,
MY BROTHER'S GOT SOME --
MY BROTHER'S GOT SOME
BUSTED-UP RIBS, IS WHAT IT IS.
SO WE'RE GONNA SEE WHAT
WE GOT TO DO TO GET HIM MOVED,
AND WHATEVER IT TAKES,
WE'RE GONNA GET HIM OFF HERE
AND GET HIM TO THE CLINIC.
NOW WE HAVE TO GET MONTE
OFF THE BOAT.
HOPE HE'S NOT TOO BANGED UP.
I'M FEELING HIS OPIE SEASON
COMING TO A QUICK CONCLUSION,
THOUGH,
WHICH IS REALLY GONNA BE
SOME MAJOR SHOES TO FILL.
Keith: ON THE BOUNCE,
WE'RE COMING IN.
OKAY, NOW, HERE WE GO.
[ INTRO TO KIERAN LEIGH'S
"RISE UP" PLAYS ]
♪ SOMETIMES YOU KNOW
WHEN YOU SLIP SO LOW ♪
♪ DROWNING
IN THE BRUTAL DARKNESS ♪
♪ SWIMMING BLINDLY
THROUGH THE QUICKSAND ♪
♪ OF SOLITUDE... ♪
Keith:
THIS IS NOT A FISHING STRATEGY.
THIS IS
A SELF-PRESERVATION STRATEGY.
♪ ...AND I FIND MYSELF ♪
♪ CRYING OUT LOUD... ♪
I WANT EVERYBODY
OFF THE STACK IMMEDIATELY.
JUST ABORT.
♪ ...LISTEN ♪
♪ RISE UP, RISE UP ♪
♪ WHEN YOU GET BACK DOWN... ♪
LYNN, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
WE GOT EVERYBODY STILL WITH US?
♪ ...ANOTHER ROUND ♪
♪ THE ANSWERS WERE ♪
♪ SO UNCLEAR ♪
♪ NOW THAT I'M STRONG ♪
♪ I CAN COME FACE-TO-FACE
WITH ALL MY FEARS ♪
ARE YOU WITH ME?
YEAH.
♪ A SECRET HIDES BEHIND
THESE BIG BROWN EYES ♪
♪ MY LOVE WOULD LAUGH ♪
♪ I ALWAYS THOUGHT
THERE WAS NOTHING ♪
♪ AND I FOUND MYSELF
CRYING OUT LOUD ♪
I CAN SEE THREE BROKEN RIBS
ON THIS SIDE,
AND THERE'S ANOTHER ONE
THAT LOOKED KIND OF FUNNY.
READY, SET, GO!
ONE, TWO, THREE.
WELL, YOU'RE OUT.
♪ ...RISE UP, RISE UP ♪
♪ WHEN YOU GET BACK DOWN ♪
♪ PUT ON YOUR GLOVES ♪
♪ TIME FOR ANOTHER ROUND ♪
♪ WHOA-OH, OHHHHH ♪
Phil: IT'S A-COMIN'.
Narrator:
JANUARY, THE BERING SEA.
Sig: 36 HOURS AGO,
THE ICE WAS UP HERE.
NOW IT'S ABOVE US.
Narrator: SKIPPERS HAVE NOWHERE
TO RUN AND NOWHERE TO HIDE.
I THINK I'M STILL
A LITTLE BIT SHELL-SHOCKED.
I THOUGHT I LEFT
THE BAGGAGE ON THE DOCK.
Narrator:
THE ICE PACK IS ON THE GROUNDS.
WE WERE FISHING
IN THE DANGER ZONE.
WHOA.
OH, THAT IS [BLEEP] SICK!
YEAH!
[ ICE CRACKING ]
Narrator:
AS THE HUNT CONTINUES...
FOR THE DEADLIEST CATCH.
THIS IS GONNA BE UGLY,
YOU KNOW?