Deadliest Catch (2005–…): Season 7, Episode 8 - Graduation Day - full transcript
The King Crab Season closes with a fierce arctic storm, a spectacular prank on the Northwestern by the crew of the Time Bandit and the departure of one of the fleet's most revered fishermen.
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MAN: The last pot's gone on. King
crab, 2010, done.
I thought this day would never come!
(ALL CHEER)
Long, hard season.
We're glad it's over!
Got a lot of quota left to catch.
KEITH: It's the final drive to the
finish line.
MAN: Watch out, watch out, watch
out.
(ALARM BEEPS)
MEN: Whoa!
♪ THEME MUSIC
Watch out!
MEN: Whoa!
After eight gruelling weeks,
the end of the 2010 king crab season
draws near.
ELLIOTT: A lot of eyes on me right
now.
Hell and high water, we gotta catch
these crab.
Plagued by the worst fishing in
decades...
KEITH: I have never had a run of bad
luck like this ever.
..and marked by epic battles...
KEITH: Everybody on this boat,
who's the (BLEEP) captain?
MAN: Go home! We all hate you!
..the men are ready to stack the last
of the pots and head for home.
SIG: Every season, he says, 'I ain't
coming back'
and the guy's always back.
EDGAR: Why am I here?
But for the final push...
..the Bering Sea will deliver one
last vicious test.
We got a huge storm coming.
Nothing's come easy for us.
Big weather?
A 1,900km-wide Arctic hurricane is
ploughing into the Bering Sea.
By nightfall, the storm's leading
edge will tear
into the northern blue crab grounds
and in just 19 hours,
it will cover the red crab grounds.
The first boat to feel the brunt of
the storm...
..the 33m Ramblin' Rose.
It's our last king of the season.
We need 35,000lbs.
We've got 33,000lbs on the boat
right now.
We need 2,000lbs more.
Greenhorn skipper Elliott Neese races
to haul
the final 40 blue crab pots before
the weather shuts fishing down.
If not, it's ten grand we don't
get paid on.
After coming up 860kg short on his
last off-load...
That tank's quite a bit smaller than
I thought.
Pretty disappointing.
..the rookie skipper is not about to
make the same mistake twice.
Every skipper's on the chopping
block.
If you don't go out and perform,
there's ten other guys in line to
take your job.
In the forepeak...
..the crew takes stock of the season
on their first break in almost 20
hours.
I gave up a lot of stuff to come
out here.
Right.
A lot of stuff, man.
Quit a job.
Beep.
There'll be no sleep till the boat's
pointed south.
The Ramblin' Rose versus the Bering
Sea to see who comes out on top.
The first pot is barely in the block
when the weather picks up...
..but the skipper drives on.
Well, we've been going about 32
hours now,
we haven't eaten in 20 of those
hours.
I don't know what his deal is up
there,
but it's still not cool.
I've got to be sure that I have that
35,000lbs.
That is a must.
MAN: 21!
To secure his spot in the wheelhouse,
Elliott has been grinding the guys
since they first left port.
Boat's rolling, pots are flying,
the waves are coming over the rail.
This is what you call nautical.
On this final string, the beaten
hands
are still caught in the crossfire of
their skipper's ambitions.
I think I'm on the verge of losing
it.
I really might have to check into a
loony bin when I get home.
You can bitch and moan all you want,
but still do your job 100%.
(ALARM BEEPS)
Watch out, watch out, watch out.
MAN: Yew!
All right, guys, back to work.
When the weather's acting up, it's
harder to stand up,
you waste more energy just trying to
walk around.
For the next five hours...
..the crew muscles through their
final 36 pots.
Last pot of the season.
That's it. Last pot.
The Ramblin' Rose did a great job up
here
and everybody's proud of what we
did.
In the end, the rookie skipper got
his 900kg
and hauled his quota.
I think this trip here is, kinda, I
proved myself to the owners.
It shows them that, you know, hey,
they made a good choice hiring me to
run their boat.
But the cost of his success could be
steep.
He's asking us, 'Who's staying,
who's not?'
Hopefully he'll find a better crew
that he can crank
that can put up with the (BLEEP),
cos this crew here, they're done.
Nobody (BLEEP) put up with this
(BLEEP),
so wish him luck next year
and it's the last time he's gonna
see me on his fishing boat.
760km to the south, on the red crab
grounds...
(SEAGULLS SQUAWK)
EDGAR: See a red sky in the morning,
sailors take warning.
..is the Northwestern.
My whole day's just focused on
when the bad weather's gonna come.
This is an omen, I think. Mark my
words, it's coming, it's coming.
So the weather's started to pick up
more and more here.
We need to leave tonight.
With the storm marching south and
then off-load in just 36 hours...
I need big numbers.
(LAUGHS) Get what we need and get
in.
..the men of the Northwestern have 60
more pots to haul
and then they're going home.
EDGAR: Mama! That'll get you home.
That'll get you home.
43!
JAKE: There's crab on the table
and we're all having a good time cos
we're making money.
We're on our way home.
As the crew works to plug the
tanks...
Two.
(PHONE RINGS)
..Sig gets an unexpected call.
Hey, Matt. What's up?
One that's long overdue.
Eight weeks ago, deckhand Matt
Bradley had a drug relapse
and missed crew call for king season.
We can't take you back if it's gonna
be like that.
It's just the bottom line. I can't.
I can't do it again. That's just the
way it is. MATT: No.
You want Edgar while we got ya on
the line? MATT: Yeah, sure.
SIG: Send Edgar up real quick.
Roger!
Edgar and Matt have been friends
since they were 12 years old.
All right, well, you know the deal.
That's... non-negotiable.
MATT: I know, bro. I know.
Both share a struggle with addiction.
Hello.
MATT: Hey, bro.
What's up, buddy?
I know how it goes, believe me.
All right, buddy.
MATT: All right.
Bye.
Bye.
Mmm.
Ohh. Sounds like a typical addict
who's coming off a relapse.
(LAUGHS) It's pretty
straightforward -
guilt, shame, no dignity, remorse,
lost.
That's what he sounds like, lost.
It never gets better. It just gets
worse.
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240km north-east of Dutch Harbor,
the Time Bandit is skirting the
southern edge of the storm.
15ft seas and building.
It's starting to blow harder and the
waves are getting bigger,
so by tomorrow afternoon it's going
to be 20ft seas. It's gonna be ugly.
We're stacking out today.
All we need is seven or eight hours
pulling 25s and stuff.
10 days ago, John landed on a
1.5km-wide crab biomass.
Yeah! (WHISTLES)
Ha ha! We're on the mother lode.
Yeah, brother!
We worked our asses off to get where
we're at right now
and now we're reaping the benefits.
No matter what it's blowing, I'm
going home.
The challenge now...
..haul 25 final pots before the storm
hits.
MAN: Beautiful! (LAUGHS)
Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!
MAN: Yeah, baby.
Yeah, baby!
JOHN: Oh, yeah!
ANDY: 35 in that pot.
That's probably about 500lbs of king
crab.
(LAUGHS)
Yeah, this is a real good pot.
Looks like the crab are a little
bigger.
Crab forecast is looking good.
Back to the weather, though, we're
in the Bering Sea.
It could change in five minutes. It
could be sunny and calm.
Ready for a break.
We're gonna have a little vacation,
regroup,
come back for opies, hopefully.
I haven't asked Andy if I've got a
job yet.
On the Time Bandit, the boat owners'
have a unique way
of inviting deckhands back.
We're going to initiate him so he's
going to be one of us.
As the newest guy on deck,
Justin Tennison will find out the
hard way.
(LAUGHS)
14 hours ago...
This could have been done to you
while you're asleep.
..while Justin was in his bunk,
the boys prepped the last pot of the
season with flour bombs.
Yeah, he deserves it.
Step up to the block, JT.
Are you ready?
I'm ready.
All right. It's all yours.
Yeah, let's (BLEEP) the big guy!
On most boats, throwing the final
hook is an honour.
This is gonna be a massacre.
But here it's a liability.
(BLEEP)
(LAUGHS)
What the hell's that? (LAUGHS)
Oh!
(ALL LAUGH)
6'3".
He's the biggest, strongest guy
on the boat.
He sure is dumb as (BLEEP).
Dumb as hell.
Shh, shh, shh.
So it either means one of two
things.
One, I'm part of the team, or, two,
they don't like me very much.
We love you. You graduated. You're
going opie fishing.
You're part of the team.
80km to the south-east on the
Northwestern...
JAKE: Yeah! King crab!
MAN: Oh, yeah, baby!
MAN: The 60s.
..the crew has one final string to
haul
before chaining the stack and
steaming to Dutch Harbor.
Just got off the phone with Matt.
Not very well.
That's what this crab does to you,
though.
How many fishermen do you know that
are up here that...?
JAKE: Everyone. Pretty much.
Everyone.
A lot of fishermen have drug
issues.
A lot of guys do it to cover pain.
That's part of the lie, too. That's
part of the addiction.
That's the way it was for me too in
a lot of ways, you know?
You're suffering up and burnt out,
burnt out sailor fishermen, you
know?
I don't know.
As the sun sets,
the crew grinds through the final 39
pots of the season...
..and for Edgar, these could be the
last of a storied career.
My sights are set on being able to
go home at night
and then that requires me,
basically, to quit.
Am I gonna worry about these guys
when I'm gone?
Yeah, of course I will.
This is my home and these guys are
my family.
I hope he realises that.
Ooh!
Yeah!
Boo! Boo, boo!
Nice pot! Woo!
Go, boys! Go, boys!
MAN: Yeah! Woo! Woo!
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Woo! Woo!
Why is it always the last day, every
single time?
That's our going-home ticket, right
there!
Last pot coming up.
Spray me.
MAN: Woo!
Quite the send-off.
Holy guacamole!
That's an awesome last pot!
Woo! Yeah!
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360km from Dutch Harbor and south of
the storm...
..is the Wizard.
The weather is coming.
I don't think it's going to be too
long.
Any moment, it's just going to go,
'Boom!'
The wind's gonna pick up, the seas
are gonna become more violent.
The first half of the season was
nothing but misery.
The second half of this season has
been
nothing short of spectacular.
The numbers have been solid...
Earlier this season...
(SNIFFS) Full pots.
..Captain Keith Colburn pulled out
all the stops
to turn his luck around.
GIRL: Works every time.
But with only 13 pots to go, his
luck...
KEITH: No sign up there?
..has run out.
The current is starting to pull my
bags down.
I'm in a real hurry to get the hell
out of this area
and the last 13 pots are all down.
Strong currents can suck the buoys
attached to the crab pots under
water.
The rise in pressure can cause the
bags to implode,
leaving the pots and its bounty lost
on the ocean floor forever.
I have white bags for my trailer
bag -
that's the only thing that's barely
bobbing -
and this is what I have to look for,
a white object
in a lot of white birds.
Like looking for a needle in a
haystack now,
which, you know, you give up an hour
of fishing,
that could be $20,000 worth of crab
you don't catch.
Nah, it's not the same thing. I
think that is it.
That is it, yep.
It's up there at one o'clock.
The current's running right now.
It's screaming.
The trick is to throw in front of
the bag.
If you throw behind the bag, you're
not gonna get it,
because it's not leading straight
down,
it's at a slight angle forward.
Oh! Just right off the back side of
it, ain't gonna get it.
MAN: Ooh, that's a nice shot. Ooh!
(MEN CHEER)
MAN: Oh, yeah!
MAN: Yeah! Woo!
MAN: Yeah!
We got a crabalanche!
I can get it.
This is a great pot.
53! Ooh!
Off the bow, the next pot is falling
prey to the currents.
All right, come on.
Here it goes, here it goes. Land
that.
Get it, get it, get it, get it.
That's going under.
KEITH: The hook tore the bag open?
That means we're not going to be
getting this one.
$2,500 worth of crab.
Thing is the pot's worth a thousand
bucks.
That's about $3,500 sitting on the
bottom.
That may not be the only pot left
here
because this next one's down as
well.
It's not, no fun, especially if we
lose one like that.
It's a real pain in the (BLEEP).
Don't ask me what happened here.
I don't, I don't have bag No.13, I
don't set string No.13,
I don't do anything with a 13
and the last string is a half a
string and it's 13 pots
and it's not treating us real well.
Well, the last two pots are
completely down.
That's it. Now we've got three pots
on the bottom,
now I got $10,000 in gear and crab
sitting on the bottom right here.
I think this next one's down too.
Four down.
Four pots under water.
Doggone it.
It's official.
That's pot No.5 that's sitting down
there
partying with Davy Jones right now.
That's, like, $15,000 worth of
hardware and crab
sitting on the bottom right now.
That really sucks.
And with that the Wizard's season
from hell comes to a close.
Over eight gruelling weeks,
the boat hauled 113,000kg of king
crab.
Even with the $15,000 hit, that's a
$1.8 million bounty.
Each deckhand is going home with
$44,000.
730km from Dutch Harbor in the heart
of the storm...
27 hours, we've been up for 27.
..the Seabrooke is grinding through
their final 40 blue crab pots.
I can't control my fate. I work
until he says, 'Time to take a nap.'
Their new greenhorn Josh Stroker
Graves is feeling the pain.
In the wheelhouse...
Something ain't right.
..Captain Scott Campbell Jr tends to
the boat's other greenhorn.
..and then, all of a sudden, right
above the penis here,
off to a little bit, just (BLEEP)
grabbing.
Junior's brother Whip might not make
it through this final push.
A grabbing like a pulled muscle?
No, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't know... but it's starting to
hurt.
My urination's starting to burn,
it's just right in here.
Dude, maybe you got a kidney stone.
(BLEEP), I don't want one of them!
(BLEEP) hurts.
Junior has already burnt through two
greenhorns this season.
Down with two, one to go. (LAUGHS)
Take some ibuprofen, see what
happens.
Have a little time.
At this rate, he'll burn through two
more.
I got me a little concern
that if I lose him for a little bit,
then we're in tough shape.
It's a matter of him toughing
through it.
If you want to be somebody in this
industry...
..you've got to stick and stay and
make it pay.
MAN: Last string! Last!
Ugh!
Yep.
Greenhorn curse. (LAUGHS)
They just don't seem to make it.
Very few.
I lose him, I'm gonna have three
guys and a horn
and a horn that doesn't know
anything and can't keep up, so...
I don't have any balance, nothing to
hang onto,
so I'm trying to, it's hard to do.
Make one mistake and I might be
dead.
Eight in that last one.
He's not gonna make it.
Only three pots into their final
string...
..and things are not getting any
easier for the struggling greenhorns.
Hell hath no fury tonight.
Misery has a name and it's called
the Bering Sea.
We're just not smart enough to go
into town.
I think it's getting worse now.
That was the worst roll yet.
Pretty much driving full throttle.
I gotta use all 1,300 horsepower
just to keep this thing, you know,
somewhat under control.
Oh, baby, oh, baby, oh, baby, oh,
baby, (BLEEP).
Whoa! That was a big wave!
After enduring eight weeks of pain...
Last pot coming up. That's it, boys,
we're outta here.
..the last pot of the season.
MAN: I thought this day would never
come!
(SCREAMS)
And we're still making money!
MAN: It was a long, hard season.
We're glad it's over.
The most successful season of
Junior's career comes to an end.
I'm gonna shut down myself, get
undressed and cook a meal.
JUNIOR: I didn't think we were gonna
make it
and it's basically the crew being
able to sit there
and take the abuse that I had to put
them through
to get the pounds aboard, because
the fishing was not good,
we were shorthanded and we had to,
you know, just push through it.
I'm pretty proud of them.
But in the forepeak...
Something ain't right.
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210km north-east of Dutch Harbor,
out of harm's way of the storm...
OK, turn it up.
..the Time Bandit boys conduct an
experiment.
Come on, baby.
Oh, come on, now!
Yes!
Up, up and away!
(LAUGHS)
Sig, you won't know what hit you.
They'll think there's 30 aliens.
Man, that thing's moving fast.
With the test complete, it's time to
execute the plan.
And I'm gonna disappear off the AIS
right now.
Step 1, unplug the automatic
identification system.
I just disappeared.
Yep, we're back to pirate stuff
here.
We have no global positioning
system.
We have to steer by the stars.
Step 2, turn off the lights.
JOHN: Oh, we are so in the dark.
And finally...
JOHN: We're only three miles away,
guys.
..deploy 40 Chinese lanterns upwind
of the Northwestern.
MAN: It's like opening Christmas
presents.
The four corners of this pad have to
be on fire
and then that's when it gets full
maximum lift.
And let it go, cos we're gonna be
going with the wind.
ANDY: Watch out. Here it goes.
MAN: Uh-oh.
MAN: Whoa!
That was (BLEEP) bad-ass.
MAN: OK, here's another one.
Yeah!
MAN: Are they launching?
We have some unidentified flying
objects in the Bering Sea tonight.
MAN: I would wonder what the heck
that is.
If I saw that, I'd be like, 'Is that
fire in the sky? What is that?'
MAN: It looks like two flares, man.
2km downwind...
SIG: It's been a tough season.
I mean, it's been up and down for
sure.
The last little leg was a heck of a
grind.
..the Northwestern is steaming back
to shore.
We've got quite a load.
We're on 280,000lbs for over $2
million of crab.
What the hell are those lights
there?
(BLEEP) hell.
(MAN LAUGHS)
What is that?
What the (BLEEP) is that?
(EERIE WAILING)
Is that a boat coming here? What is
that?
Hey, is there a boat behind us? What
is that?
What the hell is that?
Is it a chopper?
It's like a UFO.
Bunch of damn lights up in the sky.
JOHNATHAN: Did you see there are
UFOs?
Is that Johnathan?
(MEN CHEER)
MAN: Northwestern, yeah!
You just scared the (BLEEP) out of
me.
(ALL LAUGH)
At first I thought it was something
in the sky,
I thought it was a chopper that went
right over - (ALL LAUGH)
I can't make heads or tails, then I
can't see any lights.
I was like, 'What the hell?' I was
(BLEEP).
It was scary over here too.
I was looking at those lights going,
'If I'd seen all those lights, I
wouldn't know what to think.
I wouldn't even tell nobody. They
wouldn't believe me.'
(ALL LAUGH)
(ALL CHEER)
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. That was
good.
I mean, you got me. You got me. You
got me good.
OK, man. We'll see you in town,
buddy.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, man, I love Sig.
In the heart of the Alaskan red crab
grounds...
..the storm hits and unleashes its
fury.
In the safe haven of Dutch Harbor,
the battered warriors of the crab
fleets lick their wounds...
Deal with my aches and pains, first
of all.
I got some ointment to rub on my
shoulders.
..and collect their bounty.
Pop the hatch, gonna get rid of
these crab,
park the boat and fly home in two
days.
It's a good feeling.
On the Kodiak...
I enjoyed fishing with you. I really
have.
..this could be deckhand Eric
Anderson's last wage drawn
from the Bering Sea.
I know that foot thing is very
painful
and you did everything you could
with that.
Eight days ago...
I can't do my (BLEEP) job, all
right?
..a foot injury cut Eric's season
short.
There's 20+ years of hard crabbing
going down the dock right there.
In a place where careers are built on
pain and suffering...
Man.
..every man has a limited shelf life.
Eric's sacrifice for the men of the
Kodiak
helped landed 127,000kg of reds,
worth $2.1 million.
Each deckhand is walking away with
$30,000.
On the Ramblin' Rose, rookie
skipper Elliott Neese
comes in with his head held high.
My first season running the boat, we
caught a lot of crab.
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Elliott and his young crew hauled in
83,000kg
of elusive blue king crab.
That's over $900,000 of Bering Sea
blue gold.
The deck's share, 30 grand each.
Elliott's next challenge, holding
onto his crew.
Now it's time to start thinking
about opies
and I kind of need to know who's
coming back and who's not.
Find out. Are you going, Cat?
Yeah, I'm going. I'll be here.
James?
I'll see how it goes.
Kado.
How about you, Face?
So pretty much I can count on all
four of you coming back?
With cash in hand, perspectives can
change.
On the Seabrooke...
JUNIOR: I didn't think we were gonna
make it.
It's been a battle. I mean, an
absolute battle.
A lot of greenhorn problems.
Junior lost two greenhorns before
finally finding his man.
The big guy made it, he finally made
it. Thank God.
The only guy to last the whole
season.
Just tired and sore and ready to get
off the boat.
But for the young skipper's
brother...
So, uh, what's the plan for me now?
Uh, get you out of here.
Still feel the same?
Yeah.
..Whipper leaves the boat with a
possible hernia.
If he has to have surgery,
there's no way he's going to make
it for opilio.
But his pain won't go unrewarded.
Over eight weeks, the boat hauled in
132,000kg of crab
worth almost $2 million.
Each crew member will fly home with
$45,000.
On the Time Bandit...
43 right now.
..the crew is getting $250.
How long does it take to get
hypothermia at 43 degrees?
Oh, about a minute.
Here we go!
(LAUGHS)
A bonus for anyone willing to dive
for crab.
ANDY: He's got one!
(ALL CHEER AND LAUGH)
The Hillstrand brothers scored
76,000kg of crab
worth almost $1.2 million.
(ALL LAUGH)
Each deckhand is going home with
$54,250.
It's worth the money.
That was awesome!
That was good.
The Cornelia Marie landed only
10,000kg of blue crab,
worth about 100 grand.
After paying for fuel and expenses,
the deckhands and the owners... got
nothing.
Call it the end of king crab season.
Get the last tank off here, get the
pots on the beach.
Misery, pure and simple.
The Northwestern finishes with
128,000kg of crab,
worth $2.1 million.
Each man in the weary crew will
walk away with $56,000.
Now I'm getting nervous.
I still haven't, you know, talked to
Sig about quitting yet.
I don't love this any more.
Huh.
There's several factors involved
that have brought me to a decision.
This season, you know, working on
deck
has shown me that I can't do it.
Well, we had this conversation
before.
We did, last year.
But it's a reality, so I'm telling
you now
I'm not gonna be here in January.
It's, most of it's family. They
need me at home.
So then you pull out the home card.
I'm sorry, but after getting sober I
kind of enjoy my life at home.
There's the other card you're gonna
play.
All the years we were doing this and
when you were screwed up...
We were screwed up.
Right?
I put my effort into it.
I put my, I put 22 years into this,
on deck.
How many guys that you know of have
been on deck for 22 years, honestly,
working for a guy like you?
A guy like me? What's that supposed
to mean?
Nobody plans on fishing forever.
Nobody can fish forever.
Only Sig Hansen can.
You're gonna die in that chair one
day.
SIG: I don't think I've ever run it
without Edgar.
If he was to never come back, it
would be very difficult.
That'd be a difficult pill to
swallow.
I guess I'll find out in January,
won't I?
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MAN: The last pot's gone on. King
crab, 2010, done.
I thought this day would never come!
(ALL CHEER)
Long, hard season.
We're glad it's over!
Got a lot of quota left to catch.
KEITH: It's the final drive to the
finish line.
MAN: Watch out, watch out, watch
out.
(ALARM BEEPS)
MEN: Whoa!
♪ THEME MUSIC
Watch out!
MEN: Whoa!
After eight gruelling weeks,
the end of the 2010 king crab season
draws near.
ELLIOTT: A lot of eyes on me right
now.
Hell and high water, we gotta catch
these crab.
Plagued by the worst fishing in
decades...
KEITH: I have never had a run of bad
luck like this ever.
..and marked by epic battles...
KEITH: Everybody on this boat,
who's the (BLEEP) captain?
MAN: Go home! We all hate you!
..the men are ready to stack the last
of the pots and head for home.
SIG: Every season, he says, 'I ain't
coming back'
and the guy's always back.
EDGAR: Why am I here?
But for the final push...
..the Bering Sea will deliver one
last vicious test.
We got a huge storm coming.
Nothing's come easy for us.
Big weather?
A 1,900km-wide Arctic hurricane is
ploughing into the Bering Sea.
By nightfall, the storm's leading
edge will tear
into the northern blue crab grounds
and in just 19 hours,
it will cover the red crab grounds.
The first boat to feel the brunt of
the storm...
..the 33m Ramblin' Rose.
It's our last king of the season.
We need 35,000lbs.
We've got 33,000lbs on the boat
right now.
We need 2,000lbs more.
Greenhorn skipper Elliott Neese races
to haul
the final 40 blue crab pots before
the weather shuts fishing down.
If not, it's ten grand we don't
get paid on.
After coming up 860kg short on his
last off-load...
That tank's quite a bit smaller than
I thought.
Pretty disappointing.
..the rookie skipper is not about to
make the same mistake twice.
Every skipper's on the chopping
block.
If you don't go out and perform,
there's ten other guys in line to
take your job.
In the forepeak...
..the crew takes stock of the season
on their first break in almost 20
hours.
I gave up a lot of stuff to come
out here.
Right.
A lot of stuff, man.
Quit a job.
Beep.
There'll be no sleep till the boat's
pointed south.
The Ramblin' Rose versus the Bering
Sea to see who comes out on top.
The first pot is barely in the block
when the weather picks up...
..but the skipper drives on.
Well, we've been going about 32
hours now,
we haven't eaten in 20 of those
hours.
I don't know what his deal is up
there,
but it's still not cool.
I've got to be sure that I have that
35,000lbs.
That is a must.
MAN: 21!
To secure his spot in the wheelhouse,
Elliott has been grinding the guys
since they first left port.
Boat's rolling, pots are flying,
the waves are coming over the rail.
This is what you call nautical.
On this final string, the beaten
hands
are still caught in the crossfire of
their skipper's ambitions.
I think I'm on the verge of losing
it.
I really might have to check into a
loony bin when I get home.
You can bitch and moan all you want,
but still do your job 100%.
(ALARM BEEPS)
Watch out, watch out, watch out.
MAN: Yew!
All right, guys, back to work.
When the weather's acting up, it's
harder to stand up,
you waste more energy just trying to
walk around.
For the next five hours...
..the crew muscles through their
final 36 pots.
Last pot of the season.
That's it. Last pot.
The Ramblin' Rose did a great job up
here
and everybody's proud of what we
did.
In the end, the rookie skipper got
his 900kg
and hauled his quota.
I think this trip here is, kinda, I
proved myself to the owners.
It shows them that, you know, hey,
they made a good choice hiring me to
run their boat.
But the cost of his success could be
steep.
He's asking us, 'Who's staying,
who's not?'
Hopefully he'll find a better crew
that he can crank
that can put up with the (BLEEP),
cos this crew here, they're done.
Nobody (BLEEP) put up with this
(BLEEP),
so wish him luck next year
and it's the last time he's gonna
see me on his fishing boat.
760km to the south, on the red crab
grounds...
(SEAGULLS SQUAWK)
EDGAR: See a red sky in the morning,
sailors take warning.
..is the Northwestern.
My whole day's just focused on
when the bad weather's gonna come.
This is an omen, I think. Mark my
words, it's coming, it's coming.
So the weather's started to pick up
more and more here.
We need to leave tonight.
With the storm marching south and
then off-load in just 36 hours...
I need big numbers.
(LAUGHS) Get what we need and get
in.
..the men of the Northwestern have 60
more pots to haul
and then they're going home.
EDGAR: Mama! That'll get you home.
That'll get you home.
43!
JAKE: There's crab on the table
and we're all having a good time cos
we're making money.
We're on our way home.
As the crew works to plug the
tanks...
Two.
(PHONE RINGS)
..Sig gets an unexpected call.
Hey, Matt. What's up?
One that's long overdue.
Eight weeks ago, deckhand Matt
Bradley had a drug relapse
and missed crew call for king season.
We can't take you back if it's gonna
be like that.
It's just the bottom line. I can't.
I can't do it again. That's just the
way it is. MATT: No.
You want Edgar while we got ya on
the line? MATT: Yeah, sure.
SIG: Send Edgar up real quick.
Roger!
Edgar and Matt have been friends
since they were 12 years old.
All right, well, you know the deal.
That's... non-negotiable.
MATT: I know, bro. I know.
Both share a struggle with addiction.
Hello.
MATT: Hey, bro.
What's up, buddy?
I know how it goes, believe me.
All right, buddy.
MATT: All right.
Bye.
Bye.
Mmm.
Ohh. Sounds like a typical addict
who's coming off a relapse.
(LAUGHS) It's pretty
straightforward -
guilt, shame, no dignity, remorse,
lost.
That's what he sounds like, lost.
It never gets better. It just gets
worse.
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240km north-east of Dutch Harbor,
the Time Bandit is skirting the
southern edge of the storm.
15ft seas and building.
It's starting to blow harder and the
waves are getting bigger,
so by tomorrow afternoon it's going
to be 20ft seas. It's gonna be ugly.
We're stacking out today.
All we need is seven or eight hours
pulling 25s and stuff.
10 days ago, John landed on a
1.5km-wide crab biomass.
Yeah! (WHISTLES)
Ha ha! We're on the mother lode.
Yeah, brother!
We worked our asses off to get where
we're at right now
and now we're reaping the benefits.
No matter what it's blowing, I'm
going home.
The challenge now...
..haul 25 final pots before the storm
hits.
MAN: Beautiful! (LAUGHS)
Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!
MAN: Yeah, baby.
Yeah, baby!
JOHN: Oh, yeah!
ANDY: 35 in that pot.
That's probably about 500lbs of king
crab.
(LAUGHS)
Yeah, this is a real good pot.
Looks like the crab are a little
bigger.
Crab forecast is looking good.
Back to the weather, though, we're
in the Bering Sea.
It could change in five minutes. It
could be sunny and calm.
Ready for a break.
We're gonna have a little vacation,
regroup,
come back for opies, hopefully.
I haven't asked Andy if I've got a
job yet.
On the Time Bandit, the boat owners'
have a unique way
of inviting deckhands back.
We're going to initiate him so he's
going to be one of us.
As the newest guy on deck,
Justin Tennison will find out the
hard way.
(LAUGHS)
14 hours ago...
This could have been done to you
while you're asleep.
..while Justin was in his bunk,
the boys prepped the last pot of the
season with flour bombs.
Yeah, he deserves it.
Step up to the block, JT.
Are you ready?
I'm ready.
All right. It's all yours.
Yeah, let's (BLEEP) the big guy!
On most boats, throwing the final
hook is an honour.
This is gonna be a massacre.
But here it's a liability.
(BLEEP)
(LAUGHS)
What the hell's that? (LAUGHS)
Oh!
(ALL LAUGH)
6'3".
He's the biggest, strongest guy
on the boat.
He sure is dumb as (BLEEP).
Dumb as hell.
Shh, shh, shh.
So it either means one of two
things.
One, I'm part of the team, or, two,
they don't like me very much.
We love you. You graduated. You're
going opie fishing.
You're part of the team.
80km to the south-east on the
Northwestern...
JAKE: Yeah! King crab!
MAN: Oh, yeah, baby!
MAN: The 60s.
..the crew has one final string to
haul
before chaining the stack and
steaming to Dutch Harbor.
Just got off the phone with Matt.
Not very well.
That's what this crab does to you,
though.
How many fishermen do you know that
are up here that...?
JAKE: Everyone. Pretty much.
Everyone.
A lot of fishermen have drug
issues.
A lot of guys do it to cover pain.
That's part of the lie, too. That's
part of the addiction.
That's the way it was for me too in
a lot of ways, you know?
You're suffering up and burnt out,
burnt out sailor fishermen, you
know?
I don't know.
As the sun sets,
the crew grinds through the final 39
pots of the season...
..and for Edgar, these could be the
last of a storied career.
My sights are set on being able to
go home at night
and then that requires me,
basically, to quit.
Am I gonna worry about these guys
when I'm gone?
Yeah, of course I will.
This is my home and these guys are
my family.
I hope he realises that.
Ooh!
Yeah!
Boo! Boo, boo!
Nice pot! Woo!
Go, boys! Go, boys!
MAN: Yeah! Woo! Woo!
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Woo! Woo!
Why is it always the last day, every
single time?
That's our going-home ticket, right
there!
Last pot coming up.
Spray me.
MAN: Woo!
Quite the send-off.
Holy guacamole!
That's an awesome last pot!
Woo! Yeah!
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360km from Dutch Harbor and south of
the storm...
..is the Wizard.
The weather is coming.
I don't think it's going to be too
long.
Any moment, it's just going to go,
'Boom!'
The wind's gonna pick up, the seas
are gonna become more violent.
The first half of the season was
nothing but misery.
The second half of this season has
been
nothing short of spectacular.
The numbers have been solid...
Earlier this season...
(SNIFFS) Full pots.
..Captain Keith Colburn pulled out
all the stops
to turn his luck around.
GIRL: Works every time.
But with only 13 pots to go, his
luck...
KEITH: No sign up there?
..has run out.
The current is starting to pull my
bags down.
I'm in a real hurry to get the hell
out of this area
and the last 13 pots are all down.
Strong currents can suck the buoys
attached to the crab pots under
water.
The rise in pressure can cause the
bags to implode,
leaving the pots and its bounty lost
on the ocean floor forever.
I have white bags for my trailer
bag -
that's the only thing that's barely
bobbing -
and this is what I have to look for,
a white object
in a lot of white birds.
Like looking for a needle in a
haystack now,
which, you know, you give up an hour
of fishing,
that could be $20,000 worth of crab
you don't catch.
Nah, it's not the same thing. I
think that is it.
That is it, yep.
It's up there at one o'clock.
The current's running right now.
It's screaming.
The trick is to throw in front of
the bag.
If you throw behind the bag, you're
not gonna get it,
because it's not leading straight
down,
it's at a slight angle forward.
Oh! Just right off the back side of
it, ain't gonna get it.
MAN: Ooh, that's a nice shot. Ooh!
(MEN CHEER)
MAN: Oh, yeah!
MAN: Yeah! Woo!
MAN: Yeah!
We got a crabalanche!
I can get it.
This is a great pot.
53! Ooh!
Off the bow, the next pot is falling
prey to the currents.
All right, come on.
Here it goes, here it goes. Land
that.
Get it, get it, get it, get it.
That's going under.
KEITH: The hook tore the bag open?
That means we're not going to be
getting this one.
$2,500 worth of crab.
Thing is the pot's worth a thousand
bucks.
That's about $3,500 sitting on the
bottom.
That may not be the only pot left
here
because this next one's down as
well.
It's not, no fun, especially if we
lose one like that.
It's a real pain in the (BLEEP).
Don't ask me what happened here.
I don't, I don't have bag No.13, I
don't set string No.13,
I don't do anything with a 13
and the last string is a half a
string and it's 13 pots
and it's not treating us real well.
Well, the last two pots are
completely down.
That's it. Now we've got three pots
on the bottom,
now I got $10,000 in gear and crab
sitting on the bottom right here.
I think this next one's down too.
Four down.
Four pots under water.
Doggone it.
It's official.
That's pot No.5 that's sitting down
there
partying with Davy Jones right now.
That's, like, $15,000 worth of
hardware and crab
sitting on the bottom right now.
That really sucks.
And with that the Wizard's season
from hell comes to a close.
Over eight gruelling weeks,
the boat hauled 113,000kg of king
crab.
Even with the $15,000 hit, that's a
$1.8 million bounty.
Each deckhand is going home with
$44,000.
730km from Dutch Harbor in the heart
of the storm...
27 hours, we've been up for 27.
..the Seabrooke is grinding through
their final 40 blue crab pots.
I can't control my fate. I work
until he says, 'Time to take a nap.'
Their new greenhorn Josh Stroker
Graves is feeling the pain.
In the wheelhouse...
Something ain't right.
..Captain Scott Campbell Jr tends to
the boat's other greenhorn.
..and then, all of a sudden, right
above the penis here,
off to a little bit, just (BLEEP)
grabbing.
Junior's brother Whip might not make
it through this final push.
A grabbing like a pulled muscle?
No, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't know... but it's starting to
hurt.
My urination's starting to burn,
it's just right in here.
Dude, maybe you got a kidney stone.
(BLEEP), I don't want one of them!
(BLEEP) hurts.
Junior has already burnt through two
greenhorns this season.
Down with two, one to go. (LAUGHS)
Take some ibuprofen, see what
happens.
Have a little time.
At this rate, he'll burn through two
more.
I got me a little concern
that if I lose him for a little bit,
then we're in tough shape.
It's a matter of him toughing
through it.
If you want to be somebody in this
industry...
..you've got to stick and stay and
make it pay.
MAN: Last string! Last!
Ugh!
Yep.
Greenhorn curse. (LAUGHS)
They just don't seem to make it.
Very few.
I lose him, I'm gonna have three
guys and a horn
and a horn that doesn't know
anything and can't keep up, so...
I don't have any balance, nothing to
hang onto,
so I'm trying to, it's hard to do.
Make one mistake and I might be
dead.
Eight in that last one.
He's not gonna make it.
Only three pots into their final
string...
..and things are not getting any
easier for the struggling greenhorns.
Hell hath no fury tonight.
Misery has a name and it's called
the Bering Sea.
We're just not smart enough to go
into town.
I think it's getting worse now.
That was the worst roll yet.
Pretty much driving full throttle.
I gotta use all 1,300 horsepower
just to keep this thing, you know,
somewhat under control.
Oh, baby, oh, baby, oh, baby, oh,
baby, (BLEEP).
Whoa! That was a big wave!
After enduring eight weeks of pain...
Last pot coming up. That's it, boys,
we're outta here.
..the last pot of the season.
MAN: I thought this day would never
come!
(SCREAMS)
And we're still making money!
MAN: It was a long, hard season.
We're glad it's over.
The most successful season of
Junior's career comes to an end.
I'm gonna shut down myself, get
undressed and cook a meal.
JUNIOR: I didn't think we were gonna
make it
and it's basically the crew being
able to sit there
and take the abuse that I had to put
them through
to get the pounds aboard, because
the fishing was not good,
we were shorthanded and we had to,
you know, just push through it.
I'm pretty proud of them.
But in the forepeak...
Something ain't right.
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210km north-east of Dutch Harbor,
out of harm's way of the storm...
OK, turn it up.
..the Time Bandit boys conduct an
experiment.
Come on, baby.
Oh, come on, now!
Yes!
Up, up and away!
(LAUGHS)
Sig, you won't know what hit you.
They'll think there's 30 aliens.
Man, that thing's moving fast.
With the test complete, it's time to
execute the plan.
And I'm gonna disappear off the AIS
right now.
Step 1, unplug the automatic
identification system.
I just disappeared.
Yep, we're back to pirate stuff
here.
We have no global positioning
system.
We have to steer by the stars.
Step 2, turn off the lights.
JOHN: Oh, we are so in the dark.
And finally...
JOHN: We're only three miles away,
guys.
..deploy 40 Chinese lanterns upwind
of the Northwestern.
MAN: It's like opening Christmas
presents.
The four corners of this pad have to
be on fire
and then that's when it gets full
maximum lift.
And let it go, cos we're gonna be
going with the wind.
ANDY: Watch out. Here it goes.
MAN: Uh-oh.
MAN: Whoa!
That was (BLEEP) bad-ass.
MAN: OK, here's another one.
Yeah!
MAN: Are they launching?
We have some unidentified flying
objects in the Bering Sea tonight.
MAN: I would wonder what the heck
that is.
If I saw that, I'd be like, 'Is that
fire in the sky? What is that?'
MAN: It looks like two flares, man.
2km downwind...
SIG: It's been a tough season.
I mean, it's been up and down for
sure.
The last little leg was a heck of a
grind.
..the Northwestern is steaming back
to shore.
We've got quite a load.
We're on 280,000lbs for over $2
million of crab.
What the hell are those lights
there?
(BLEEP) hell.
(MAN LAUGHS)
What is that?
What the (BLEEP) is that?
(EERIE WAILING)
Is that a boat coming here? What is
that?
Hey, is there a boat behind us? What
is that?
What the hell is that?
Is it a chopper?
It's like a UFO.
Bunch of damn lights up in the sky.
JOHNATHAN: Did you see there are
UFOs?
Is that Johnathan?
(MEN CHEER)
MAN: Northwestern, yeah!
You just scared the (BLEEP) out of
me.
(ALL LAUGH)
At first I thought it was something
in the sky,
I thought it was a chopper that went
right over - (ALL LAUGH)
I can't make heads or tails, then I
can't see any lights.
I was like, 'What the hell?' I was
(BLEEP).
It was scary over here too.
I was looking at those lights going,
'If I'd seen all those lights, I
wouldn't know what to think.
I wouldn't even tell nobody. They
wouldn't believe me.'
(ALL LAUGH)
(ALL CHEER)
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. That was
good.
I mean, you got me. You got me. You
got me good.
OK, man. We'll see you in town,
buddy.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, man, I love Sig.
In the heart of the Alaskan red crab
grounds...
..the storm hits and unleashes its
fury.
In the safe haven of Dutch Harbor,
the battered warriors of the crab
fleets lick their wounds...
Deal with my aches and pains, first
of all.
I got some ointment to rub on my
shoulders.
..and collect their bounty.
Pop the hatch, gonna get rid of
these crab,
park the boat and fly home in two
days.
It's a good feeling.
On the Kodiak...
I enjoyed fishing with you. I really
have.
..this could be deckhand Eric
Anderson's last wage drawn
from the Bering Sea.
I know that foot thing is very
painful
and you did everything you could
with that.
Eight days ago...
I can't do my (BLEEP) job, all
right?
..a foot injury cut Eric's season
short.
There's 20+ years of hard crabbing
going down the dock right there.
In a place where careers are built on
pain and suffering...
Man.
..every man has a limited shelf life.
Eric's sacrifice for the men of the
Kodiak
helped landed 127,000kg of reds,
worth $2.1 million.
Each deckhand is walking away with
$30,000.
On the Ramblin' Rose, rookie
skipper Elliott Neese
comes in with his head held high.
My first season running the boat, we
caught a lot of crab.
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Elliott and his young crew hauled in
83,000kg
of elusive blue king crab.
That's over $900,000 of Bering Sea
blue gold.
The deck's share, 30 grand each.
Elliott's next challenge, holding
onto his crew.
Now it's time to start thinking
about opies
and I kind of need to know who's
coming back and who's not.
Find out. Are you going, Cat?
Yeah, I'm going. I'll be here.
James?
I'll see how it goes.
Kado.
How about you, Face?
So pretty much I can count on all
four of you coming back?
With cash in hand, perspectives can
change.
On the Seabrooke...
JUNIOR: I didn't think we were gonna
make it.
It's been a battle. I mean, an
absolute battle.
A lot of greenhorn problems.
Junior lost two greenhorns before
finally finding his man.
The big guy made it, he finally made
it. Thank God.
The only guy to last the whole
season.
Just tired and sore and ready to get
off the boat.
But for the young skipper's
brother...
So, uh, what's the plan for me now?
Uh, get you out of here.
Still feel the same?
Yeah.
..Whipper leaves the boat with a
possible hernia.
If he has to have surgery,
there's no way he's going to make
it for opilio.
But his pain won't go unrewarded.
Over eight weeks, the boat hauled in
132,000kg of crab
worth almost $2 million.
Each crew member will fly home with
$45,000.
On the Time Bandit...
43 right now.
..the crew is getting $250.
How long does it take to get
hypothermia at 43 degrees?
Oh, about a minute.
Here we go!
(LAUGHS)
A bonus for anyone willing to dive
for crab.
ANDY: He's got one!
(ALL CHEER AND LAUGH)
The Hillstrand brothers scored
76,000kg of crab
worth almost $1.2 million.
(ALL LAUGH)
Each deckhand is going home with
$54,250.
It's worth the money.
That was awesome!
That was good.
The Cornelia Marie landed only
10,000kg of blue crab,
worth about 100 grand.
After paying for fuel and expenses,
the deckhands and the owners... got
nothing.
Call it the end of king crab season.
Get the last tank off here, get the
pots on the beach.
Misery, pure and simple.
The Northwestern finishes with
128,000kg of crab,
worth $2.1 million.
Each man in the weary crew will
walk away with $56,000.
Now I'm getting nervous.
I still haven't, you know, talked to
Sig about quitting yet.
I don't love this any more.
Huh.
There's several factors involved
that have brought me to a decision.
This season, you know, working on
deck
has shown me that I can't do it.
Well, we had this conversation
before.
We did, last year.
But it's a reality, so I'm telling
you now
I'm not gonna be here in January.
It's, most of it's family. They
need me at home.
So then you pull out the home card.
I'm sorry, but after getting sober I
kind of enjoy my life at home.
There's the other card you're gonna
play.
All the years we were doing this and
when you were screwed up...
We were screwed up.
Right?
I put my effort into it.
I put my, I put 22 years into this,
on deck.
How many guys that you know of have
been on deck for 22 years, honestly,
working for a guy like you?
A guy like me? What's that supposed
to mean?
Nobody plans on fishing forever.
Nobody can fish forever.
Only Sig Hansen can.
You're gonna die in that chair one
day.
SIG: I don't think I've ever run it
without Edgar.
If he was to never come back, it
would be very difficult.
That'd be a difficult pill to
swallow.
I guess I'll find out in January,
won't I?
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