â™ª OOH â™ª
[ THUNDER CRASHES ]
Man: THE COASTAL WATERS FORECAST FOR THE FOLLOWING...
GALE WARNING TODAY -- SOUTHWEST WIND, 55 KNOTS.
SEAS, 31 FEET.
â™ª OH â™ª
â™ªâ™ª
YOU DON'T GET TO PICK AND CHOOSE WHEN MOTHER NATURE
DECIDES TO TEST YOU.
IF SHE WANTS TO PUT YOU DOWN,
ALL YOU CAN DO IS JUST SIT BACK AND HANG ON.
â™ª IT'S ALL THE SAME â™ª
â™ª ONLY THE NAMES WILL CHANGE â™ª
DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER, PLEASE BLESS THIS CREW
AND KEEP US SAFE.
â™ª IT SEEMS WE'RE WASTING AWAY â™ª
Sig: WATCH OUT, GUYS!
I'M, LIKE, SERIOUSLY SCARED.
â™ª WHERE THE FACES ARE SO COLD â™ª
â™ª I DRIVE ALL NIGHT JUST TO GET BACK HOME â™ª
HEADS UP. HEADS UP. HEADS UP. ROGER!
â™ª I'M A COWBOY â™ª
â™ª ON A STEEL HORSE I RIDE â™ª
â™ª I'M WANTED â™ªOH, [BLEEP]
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
â™ª DEAD OR ALIVE â™ª
HERE COMES A BIG ONE. WATCH IT!
â™ª I'M WANTED â™ª
All: WHOA!
â™ª DEAD OR ALIVE â™ª
Jake: IN WEATHER THIS BAD, THE HELICOPTER DOES NOT FLY,
AND YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.
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WHOA!
Narrator: 240 MILES NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR...
OW, SHH!
...IS THE 155-FOOT WIZARD.
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Keith: THEY'RE DEFINITELY THE HIGHEST WINDS
WE'VE HAD SO FAR THIS SEASON.
PROBABLY BLOWING ALL OF 40 OUT THERE.
Narrator: CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN BUCKS INTO THE LEADING EDGE
OF A STORM 300 MILES WIDE...
WATCH IT! WATCH IT!
...HOWLING OUT OF THE SOUTHWEST WITH 40-KNOT WINDS
AND SEAS EXPECTED TO TOP 30 FEET.
Keith: WHOA!
ON A DAY LIKE TODAY, EVERY THIRD WAVE MIGHT BE THAT WAVE,
AND WE DON'T WANT TO SEE THAT WAVE.
Roger: THE FIRST WEATHER WE'VE SEEN ALL YEAR LONG,
SO EVERYBODY IS KIND OF JUST GETTING USED TO IT AGAIN.
Narrator: OUSTED FROM THE MUD PIT, CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN TRACKS
THE MOVING CRAB EAST.
Keith: WHAT I DO KNOW IS THAT I CAN'T GO TO KODIAK
WITHOUT HITTING THE 70,000 POUNDS.
Narrator: BUT THE VETERAN HAS JUST 3 DAYS TO CATCH
AND DELIVER $700,000 WORTH OF KING QUOTA.
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Keith: AH, MAN. NOT GOOD.
THAT'S A SINGLE DIGIT.
FOUR CRAB ON THAT, FOUR CRAB.
WELL, WE JUST HAULED THE UGLIEST POT WE'VE HAULED THIS SEASON.
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YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT DOING SO GOOD
WHEN YOU HAVE MORE DECKHANDS ON THE DECK
THAN YOU'RE GETTING CRAB PER POT.
THIS IS REALLY PRETTY PISS-POOR, I THINK IS A GOOD WORD FOR IT.
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Keith: ZERO.
THAT POT RIGHT THERE HAS ONE SMALL CODFISH
AND ABOUT 100 SNAILS AND NOT A SINGLE [BLEEP] CRAB.
â™ªâ™ª
I'VE GOT TO FIND A WAY TO GET THE REST OF THIS CRAB ON HERE
IN THE NEXT 2 TO 3 DAYS,
YOU KNOW, TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT.
WHOO!
-OKAY. -YEAH, MAN.
Narrator: NOW WITH NO CRAB IN HIS POTS
AND NO TIME TO SPARE,
KEITH IS FORCED TO PICK UP HIS GEAR AND FISH
INTO THE GROWING STORM.
HOPEFULLY THERE'S SOMETHING THERE.
WE NEED TO END THIS SEASON ASAP.
â™ªâ™ª
THAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN IF WE HAUL GEAR IN THAT [BLEEP]
â™ªâ™ª
BEHIND YOU, GUYS. WATCH THIS NEXT ONE.
WATCH OUT. HEADS UP. HEADS UP. HEADS UP.
ROGER! HEADS UP!
WHOA, WHOA.
â™ªâ™ª
AH, [BLEEP]
YOU OKAY?
SURVIVAL INSTINCTS FIRST, RIDERS SECOND.
Narrator: RISKING HIS LIFE FOR ONE MORE $70 KING CRAB,
DECKHAND ROGER SCHLOSSTEIN GETS AWAY WITH JUST A LITTLE
BERING SEA BAPTISM.
LUCKILY, CAPTAIN HAS GOT OUR BACK,
LET US KNOW WE HAD A LITTLE COBRA COMING.
IF THEY SEE A RIDER ON THE POT, WE'RE NOT CATCHING ANY CRAB,
THEY WANT THAT CRAB IN THE TANK, BUT I TOLD THESE GUYS.
I TOLD THEM, "DON'T SACRIFICE YOURSELF FOR A $75 KING CRAB."
LET'S GET SOME MORE GEAR ON HERE AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
GOING TO SEE IF THE PROMISED LAND ACTUALLY EXISTS.
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Narrator: 235 MILES WEST ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
IT'S ICING OUT.
â™ªâ™ª
[ Laughing ] OH, OH, OH.
â™ªâ™ª
Narrator: ...THE INTENSIFYING STORM
ROCKS CORNELIA MARIE CO-CAPTAINS
CASEY McMANUS AND JOSH HARRIS
WITH RAPIDLY BUILDING 25-FOOT SEAS AND 40-KNOT WINDS.
Casey: AT LEAST THE WEATHER IS NICE.
YEAH. GREAT.
IT'S ALREADY RIPPING.
JUST WAIT.
Narrator: AFTER BATTLING IT OUT WITH THE FLEET
FOR THEIR PORTION OF THE KING-CRAB HORDE...
Casey: JOSH, BRING IT OVER HERE.
PRAYER TIME, BUDDY.
Narrator: ...THE CORNELIACREW SOLICITS THE HELP
OF A HIGHER POWER BEFORE SETTING
THEIR FIRST BAIRDI POTS OF THE SEASON.
ALL RIGHT. HANDS ARE FOLDED. HATS ARE OFF.
-ROGER! -ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER, PLEASE BLESS THIS CREW
OF THE CORNELIA MARIEHERE.
PLEASE KEEP US SAFE, HELP US CATCH ALL OUR QUOTA
AND FOR US TO GET HOME TO OUR FAMILIES
IN THE NEXT 10 DAYS OR SO.
IN YOUR NAME WE PRAY, AMEN.
All: AMEN.LET'S DO IT.
I'D LIKE TO AMEND THAT TO 8 DAYS, BUT AMEN.
HEY, HEY! ALL RIGHT!
THERE WE GO. NOW WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE.
GETTING READY TO TURN AND BURN, BOYS.
WHOO-HOO!
â™ªâ™ª
BE SAFE DOWN HERE, BOYS. WE'LL SEE YOU LATER.
â™ªâ™ª
LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
Narrator: WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN FACING A LIFE-THREATENING
BERING SEA BLOW?
YOU MAKE A BET.
LET'S DO IT, BOYS!
EACH CAPTAIN GETS HALF THE POTS,
AND THE ONE WHO PULLS THE MOST CRAB WINS.
UP FIRST, CASEY WILL DROP 80 BAIRDI POTS
USING HIS STRATEGY.
Man: WHOO!
HIS CO-CAPTAIN SETS THE REST ACCORDING TO HIS.
MINE IS BASED OFF OF EXPERIENCE AND RATIONAL THOUGHT.
HIS IS BASED OFF OF A "TINGLING IN HIS LOINS," USUALLY.
[ LAUGHS ]
ALL RIGHT. I'LL SEE YOU IN A BIT, [BLEEP]
WHAT DO WE WANT?
WE WANT TO CRABBIES!
[ LAUGHTER ]
FIRST POT!
BAIRDI, GUYS.
Man #2: WHOO!
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Narrator: 170 MILES SOUTHEAST
ON THE KING CRAB GROUNDS...
IT'S GOING TO BE A NIGHTMARE AFTER NIGHTMARE
OF NIGHTMARES TONIGHT
BECAUSE IT'S CALLING FOR 50-KNOT WINDS.
Narrator: ...AS THE LEADING EDGE OF THE STORM COLLIDES
WITH THE 107-FOOT SAGA...
Jake: THIS IS OUR LAST FEW POTS.
AS SOON AS I CLEAN OUT THESE POTS,
WE GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON WORKS A HONEY HOLE
SOUTH OF THE MUD PIT.
-YEAH, BABE! -GET THEM HOOKED!
WHAT DID YOU GET OUT OF THAT ONE, JAMES?
THREE-ZERO.
ALL RIGHT. LAST POT. -LAST POT.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
NOW IT'S JUST A RACE AGAINST WEATHER TO THE PROCESSING PLANT
TO COLLECT MY MONEY AND BECOME A BOAT OWNER.
Narrator: JAKE HAS THE OPPORTUNITY TO BUY 25% OF THE SAGA
IF HE MAKES ENOUGH PROFIT OFF HIS KING SEASON.
BETTER 62,000 THAN 65,000 AND A SUNKEN SHIP.
Narrator: SO FAR, HE'S ON TRACK.
Jake: STACK THESE LAST TWO POTS.
IT'S IMPORTANT WE CHAIN UP REAL GOOD SO EVERYBODY CAN REST EASY.
Man #3: WE DONE!
POTS ON, CHAINED UP, DOORS CLOSED.
CRAB IN THE TANK, MONEY IN THE [BLEEP] BANK.
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Narrator: WITH THE STACK SECURE AND 87% OF HIS QUOTA CAUGHT...
Jake: NOW IT'S JUST A RACE AGAINST WEATHER,
SO WE HAVE ABOUT 20 HOURS TO GET IN TOWN
BEFORE 50-KNOT WIND BLOWS.
Narrator: ...JAKE'S FINAL STEP --
STEAM TO AKUTAN HARBOR THROUGH THE HOSTILE RANCOR
OF THE SEASON'S LARGEST STORM.
â™ªâ™ª
OH, [BLEEP]
THE LITTLE CRANE BROKE LOOSE.
THE [BLEEP] CRANE BROKE LOOSE. HURRY UP.
RUN.
COME ON, YOU [BLEEP] GET OUT THERE!
COME ON, YOU GUYS. HURRY THE [BLEEP] UP!
GO!
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
Jake: COME ON. GET OUT THERE.
GET A CHAIN, GET SOMETHING.
COME ON, YOU GUYS. HURRY THE [BLEEP] UP!
Narrator: ...25-FOOT SEAS STRIP THE MOORING GEARS
FROM CAPTAIN JAKE'S $50,000 FORWARD CRANE.
NOW WITH EVERY ROLL, THE 2 TONS OF HARDWARE SWINGS
FREELY BRINGING DESTRUCTION TO EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH.
Jake: WHAT THE [BLEEP] ARE THEY DOING?
GET YOUR ASS OUT THERE!
YOU GUYS ARE GETTING REAL [BLEEP] OUT THERE.
MAKE SURE YOU GUYS GOT LIFE JACKETS ON, DUDE.
IT'S GOING 30 FEET LEFT AND RIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW IF WE SHOULD EVEN TOUCH IT NOW.
I MEAN, IT'S VIOLENT.
OH, MY GOD.
MAYBE I SHOULD CHANGE COURSE.
Narrator: DESPERATE TO SECURE THE FORWARD CRANE,
CAPTAIN JAKE TURNS THE BOAT WITH THE WIND.
OKAY. LET'S JUST SEE WHAT SHE DOES.
â™ªâ™ª
MAYBE THROW A STRAP AROUND IT.
[BLEEP]
THESE RATCHET STRAPS SUCK.
THEY WORK THEMSELVES LOOSE AS YOU ROLL AND ROLL AND ROLL.
â™ªâ™ª
WE'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT. SO FAR, YEAH.
Jake: I HOPE IT HOLDS.
I'M JUST SO GLAD THAT IT'S STILL HANGING ON.
Narrator: BANKING ON A RATCHET STRAP TO KEEP THE CRANE SECURE...
Jake: YOU GUYS WANT TO JUST GO AHEAD AND COME UP HERE, WILL YOU?
ROGER, COMING IN.
Narrator: ...JAKE AND HIS CREW HUNKER
DOWN FOR THE REMAINING 200 MILES TO AKUTAN ISLAND.
Jake: THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE STORM.
WE'RE STILL NOT IN THE CLEAR.
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Narrator: 160 MILES NORTHWEST...
Harley: HOLY SMACKERS, MAN.
Narrator: ...ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
â™ªâ™ª
IT'S BLOWING A GOOD 40, 45, AND I GOT ALL OF 17-FOOT SEAS.
â™ªâ™ª
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN STEVE "HARLEY" DAVIDSON STEERS
THE 148-FOOT SOUTHERN WIND
INTO THE TEETH OF THE SEASON'S NASTIEST STORM.
Harley: WHEN THEY SAY, "OH, WE GOT A BIG STORM COMING.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING FOR THE BIG BLOW, HARLEY?"
YOU KNOW, "GOING? I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE, BOYS.
I AIN'T GOING ANYWHERE."
YEAH, WELL, IT'S A NECESSARY EVIL THAT I HAVE TO DEAL WITH.
Narrator: USING INTEL HE GATHERED ON AN EARLY TRIP,
HARLEY MADE QUICK WORK OF HIS KING-CRAB QUOTA.
NOW FACING THE BAIRDI FISHERY, A LEG UP HE IS NOT.
Harley: CAME TO THE WEST SIDE, SET GEAR HERE.
I HAVE 170 POTS, JUST GOING TO SPREAD THEM OUT 1/4 MILE APART.
WE GOT TO COVER A LOT OF GROUND,
TRY AND GET A GOOD FEEL FOR THE LAND HERE.
Narrator: LIONHEARTED AND WORKING ATOP THREE STORIES OF SHIFTING STEEL
IS MICHAEL "MUNSEY" KENNON.
MUNSEY BEING UP ON THAT STACK RIGHT NOW IS,
YOU KNOW, IT'S -- YOU GOT TO REALLY HANG ON.
[ BUZZER SOUNDS ]
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Man #4: WATCH OUT.
OH, WHOA!
Harley: BIGGER WAVE COMES IN, ONE LITTLE STUMBLE
AND YOU'RE, BOOM, OVERBOARD YOU GO.
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YEAH.
â™ªâ™ª
THERE'S REALLY NO OTHER BOATS AROUND HERE,
SO A DAY LIKE TODAY, I DON'T WANT ANY FRICKING MISHAPS.
Narrator: NEARLY 10 TIMES AS WIDE AS RHODE ISLAND,
THE GROWING BERING SEA STORM SWEEPS ACROSS THE FLEET
WITH BREAKERS GROWING TO OVER 30 FEET...
OH, NO. I'M, LIKE, SERIOUSLY SCARED.
...ALL WHILE CAPTAINS CONTINUE THE SEARCH
FOR THEIR ELUSIVE BOUNTY.
WE'RE GOING RIGHT UP TO THE FENCE,
AND RIGHT IN THIS 1Â½-MILE STRIP,
WE'VE SEEN OUR BEST FISHING.
TO CLOSE OUT HIS QUOTA, NORTHWESTERNCAPTAIN SIG HANSEN
BETS ON THE FAR WESTERN EDGE OF THE BAIRDI GROUNDS.
WE'RE GOING TO 25, 30 FOR A FEW DAYS HERE
THEN GET THE [BLEEP] OUT OF HERE.
â™ªâ™ª
ON THE CORNELIA MARIE...
FIRST POT GOING OVER.
GOOD LUCK, JOSH! FIND US SOME CRAB!
Narrator: ...HOPING TO LAND ON THE CRAB
BUT PROVE HE CAN HOLD HIS OWN WITH CAPTAIN CASEY McMANUS...
GET READY FOR THE LONGEST STRING OF THE YEAR.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
Narrator: ...CO-CAPTAIN JOSH HARRIS
BEGINS A MASSIVE 100-MILE PROSPECT SET
ACROSS MULTIPLE DEPTHS AND WATER TEMPERATURES.
Josh: WE'LL FIND THEM.
THEY'RE OUT THERE.
Narrator: UNDER THE NORTHERN EDGE OF THE STORM
ON THE KING CRAB GROUNDS...
WE'RE LIKE RIGHT HERE.
...CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN SETS A 40-POT STRING
AT A SPOT NORTHWEST OF THE FLEET CHOSEN BY BROTHER MONTE.
Keith: GOING OVER!
PRAY THAT THERE'S SOME CRAB UP HERE.
â™ªâ™ª
IN FACT, IF WE DON'T HIT SOMETHING UP HERE,
WE'RE IN DEEP [BLEEP]
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Narrator: 310 MILES NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR
ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
Man #5: LET'S GO. HEADS UP!
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
â™ªâ™ª
Narrator: ...THE CORNELIA MARIE SLUGS IT OUT
IN THE MIDST OF THE SEASON'S WORST STORM.
WHOO, DADDY!
HOW ABOUT IF I WIN, YOU HAVE TO WEAR A T-SHIRT
TO FISHERMAN'S NIGHT OVER THE TOP OF YOUR SUIT
THAT SAYS, "CASEY BEAT ME BAIRDI 2018."
NO, DEFINITELY NOT.
DESPITE HAULING IN TOWERING SEAS,
THE CO-CAPTAIN'S BET TO DETERMINE
WHO CAN CATCH THE MOST BAIRDI CRAB IS STILL IN PLAY.
WE'LL GRAB THIS ONE REAL QUICK.
YEAH, THAT A BOY.
AFTER A 30-HOUR SOAK,
THE GEAR CASEY SET IS THE FIRST TO CLEAR THE RAIL.
I THINK THERE'S SOME SORT OF TALK OF 140, 150 AVERAGE.
[ MOTOR WHIRRING ]
SOUNDS HEAVY.
Narrator: AND MR. McMANUS' FIRST POT...
-OH, YEAH! -WHOA!
-YEAH!
...LOOKS LIKE A WINNER.
WHOO!
[BLEEP] IT'S A HALF-RACKER.
NO [BLEEP] WAY.
[ ALL CHEERING ]
-AH. -DAMN IT.
IT'S LOOKING LIKE OPIES, DUDE.
I KNOW. IT IS, ISN'T IT?
Narrator: IF ONLY IT WERE OPILIO SEASON...
AT LEAST WE KNOW WHERE THE OPIES ARE AT.
-YEAH. -10.
SON OF A BITCH.
LOOKS LIKE A LOT OF OPIES AGAIN, SAME DEAL.
LOT OF OPIES, LOT OF SMALL.
IT'S CLEAR THE YOUNG SKIPPER MISCALCULATED.
AND WITH DEPTH PLAYING A KEY ROLE
IN WHERE THE SCHOOL RESIDES, CASEY'S DEEP SET PUT HIM
ON THE KIND OF CRAB THEY AREN'T HUNTING.
I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO WATCH THEM COUNT.
I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SEE IT.
Josh: THAT'S A LOT OF OPIES.
WE MIGHT HAVE A GREAT OPIE SEASON.
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Narrator: 30 MILES SOUTH, IN THE HEART OF THE STORM...
Harley: WE GOT SOME TOUGH WEATHER,
BUT WE'RE GOING TO MUSCLE THROUGH IT.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN HARLEY DAVIDSON
STEAMS TOWARD HIS FIRST BAIRDI POT
ON THE REMOTE WESTERN EDGE OF THE GROUNDS.
170 POTS I STRETCHED OVER 30 MILES.
I WENT CRISS-CROSSING DIFFERENT DEPTHS,
DIFFERENT PLACES WHERE I'VE HAD SUCCESS BEFORE,
AND NOW I'M GOING TO BE EXCITED TO PICK IT UP AND SEE.
Narrator: SPREADING OUT HIS GEAR OVER A WIDE SWATH OF DEPTHS,
HARLEY LEAVES NO STONE UNTURNED.
FIRST POT BAIRDI. HERE WE GO.
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Harley: PRETTY CONFIDENT WE'LL GET A SNIFF OF SOMETHING.
â™ªâ™ª
OH, NO.
Narrator: POT NUMBER ONE SHOWS A SIGN OF LIFE.
BUT, AS ON THE CORNELIA, IT'S THE WRONG SPECIES.
Harley: OKAY.
WE GOT OUR FIRST POT, AND WE GOT FOUR CRAB IN IT.
I WOULD HAVE -- 20, I WOULD'VE BEEN HAPPY.
FOUR, I'M NOT HAPPY.
THAT'S NOT ENOUGH.
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AH, [BLEEP]
AH, DAMN. SON OF A BITCH.
Danny: HOPEFULLY SOME OF OUR OTHER GEAR MIGHT PRODUCE.
RIGHT NOW, THIS STUFF IS NOT,
SO I THINK WE'RE JUST GOING TO KEEP MOVING UP THE LINE,
CHECK SOME STUFF OUT.
[BLEEP]
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Narrator: STACKING FROM DAY TO NIGHT...
Harley: GNARLY SEAS RIGHT NOW.
Narrator: ...DARKNESS BRINGS OUT A DARK SIDE OF THE BUILDING GALE.
Harley: I NEED MY CREW TO BE FRICKING ON THEIR TOES.
THIS PLACE CAN EAT CRAB BOATS JUST LIKE THIS ONE.
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NOTHING IS GOING TO CHANGE THROUGHOUT THE DAY TODAY.
IT'S BEEN A PRETTY FRUSTRATING DAY.
I DON'T KNOW I'VE HAD A FRUSTRATING DAY LIKE THIS
IN A LONG TIME IN MY CAREER.
OOH.
YOU'RE NOT EVEN AWARE OF WHAT THE WAVES ARE.
IF A FRICKING WAVE COMES OVER AND KNOCKS THAT POT,
IT'S GOING TO ROCK YOU OUT.
â™ªâ™ª
OH, HERE COMES A BIG ONE! WATCH IT!
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
GET IN THERE!
Narrator: ON THE SOUTHERN WIND...
OH, HERE COMES A BIG ONE! WATCH IT!
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
â™ªâ™ª
EVERYBODY ALL RIGHT?
WE'RE OKAY.
HOLY CRAP. THAT WAS A BIG ONE.
THAT WAVE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE, MAN.
-[BLEEP] NOWHERE, DUDE. -I WAS THERE RIGHT
UNTIL THE LAST SECOND.
Narrator: THE 30-FOOT WAVE SWAMPS THE DECK WITH 10,000 GALLONS OF WATER ...
GUYS, LOOK OUT!
...AND MORE THAN ENOUGH FORCE TO SWEEP A MAN OVERBOARD.
Harley: THOSE GUYS ARE QUICK OUTSIDE.
YOU KNOW, THEY GOT OUT OF THE WAY GOOD.
THAT MUCH WATER HITS SOMEBODY DIRECTLY, THEY'D BE TOAST.
ALL RIGHT. GUYS, LET'S COME ON INSIDE.
I WANT TO SHUT DOWN FOR A LITTLE BIT.
Narrator: BARELY AVOIDING ONE NEAR-DISASTER,
HARLEY ISN'T WILLING TO RISK ANOTHER.
Harley: AS THE SEAS GET BIGGER, YOU KNOW,
I GOT TO JUST KEEP THESE GUYS OUT OF HARM'S WAY
AS I PROMISED THEM.
FRICKING SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME.
Narrator: 195 MILES SOUTHEAST,
THE UNRELENTING WEATHER SYSTEM
CONTINUES TO POUND THE KING-CRAB GROUNDS.
IT'S ALWAYS RIGHT BEFORE YOU'RE DONE.
SOMETHING ALWAYS HAPPENS.
THAT WAS HIGHLY, HIGHLY DANGEROUS.
Narrator: AFTER SECURING THEIR RUNAWAY CRANE,
JAKE AND HIS CREW RIDE OUT THE STORM IN THE WHEELHOUSE.
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Jake: THESE PASSES HERE ON THE ALEUTIANS
ARE THE WORST PLACE TO BE IN HIGH WINDS, WORST PLACE.
IT'S GOING TO BE DEADLY HERE PRETTY QUICK.
Narrator: WITH HIS TANKS FULL OF CRAB,
JAKE IS JUST MILES FROM AKUTAN AND A BIG PAYDAY,
BUT WHAT DO THEY SAY ABOUT THE FAT LADY?
SHE HAS YET TO SING.
Jake: OH, GOD.
DON'T HURT ME. DON'T HURT ME.
THIS IS [BLEEP]
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[BLEEP]
OH, GOD. HERE IT COMES.
IT'S A BIG ONE.
OH, [BLEEP] DON'T HURT US.
[BLEEP]
THE STACK IS STARTING TO MOVE, SEAN.
-I SEE IT. -IT'S MOVING A LOT.
Narrator: HAVING JUST MANAGED TO SECURE THE CRANE,
NOW THE ENTIRE 150,000-POUND STACK IS ON THE MOVE.
Narrator: WHEN A STACK IS NOT PROPERLY TIED, LARGE WAVES CAN SHIFT
THE 150,000-POUND MASS, CREATING AN UNBALANCED LOAD.
THIS INSTABILITY IS ONE OF THE LEADING CAUSES
OF FISHING BOATS CAPSIZING.
[BLEEP] ME, DUDE.
SEAN, SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO.
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THE GUYS ARE JUST GETTING OUT THERE
TO TIGHTEN THE CHAINS UP IN 25, 30-FOOT SEAS.
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WHOA!
THAT -- CHECK THAT ONE OVER THERE.
ALL THESE CHAINS CAME LOOSE,
SO WE HAD TO COME UP HERE AND TIGHTEN THIS STACK.
Jake: COME ON, YOU GUYS.
COME ON. COME ON.
THE WEATHER IS JUST GETTING WORSE AND WORSE BY THE MINUTE.
YOU GUYS ARE SO [BLEEP] CLOSE.
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DONE-ZO!
MAN.
I WAS SCARED [BLEEP]LESS
THANK GOD.
WHOO! [ LAUGHS ]
GOOD JOB, GUYS.
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THANK GOD.
WE'RE IN THE BAY.
WE'RE IN THE FRICKING BAY.
AFTER SURVIVING A FREE-SWINGING CRANE
AND A SHIFTING STACK AMID A STORM,
JAKE PULLS INTO THE SAFETY OF AKUTAN HARBOR.
YOU KNOW HOW LUCKY WE ARE?
ONE MORE MILE WOULD'VE COST US WHO KNOWS?
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I'M JUST GLAD NOBODY GOT HURT.
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Sig: THE STORM FINALLY GOT DONE BLOWING HERE,
SO WE'RE GOING TO GET STARTED.
Narrator: JUST BEYOND THE EDGE OF THE STORM ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
GET THE REST OF THESE POTS ON,
CALL IT A BAIRDI SEASON FOR 2018 AND BE DONE.
DON'T YOU AGREE?I DO AGREE.
Narrator: TWO DAYS AFTER SETTING ON THE WESTERN FENCE LINE...
Sig: CLARK IS ON THE RAIL.
...SIG AND MANDY RETURN
TO WHAT THEY HOPE IS THEIR FINAL BAIRDI HAUL.
LET'S GO, SUPERSTAR.
â™ªâ™ª
RIGHT NOW, WE NEED 25, 30 AVERAGE.
THAT'LL GET US HOME.
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[ MAN CHEERING ]
-WHOO! -YEAH!
Sig: LET'S GRAB SOME MEAT.
OH, YEAH.
YEAH!
ALREADY, YOU SEEING ANY NUMBERS?
124.
124, THAT'S PRETTY GOOD.
THERE'S MORE BAIRDI IN THIS ONE.
SO 124, 154.
GOD.
â™ªâ™ª
553 FOR FIVE POTS.
-YEAH. -AWESOME.
-WHOA. -YEAH!
[ ALL CHEERING ]
I FEEL LIKE I NEVER SMILE UNLESS I'M CATCHING CRAB.
THIS IS, LIKE, NOT A GOOD, HEALTHY THING FOR ME RIGHT NOW.
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT WE NEEDED FOR OUR LAST DAY.
I THINK WE'RE GOOD. START STACKING THEM, HUH?
YEAH, I THINK SO.
WE DID IT.I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
WE'RE GOING TO STACK THEM ON.
JUST KEEP STACKING.
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Man #6: WHOA.
CAN'T GET IT ALL THE WAY BACK TO THE STERN.
ON WHAT, CRANE?
THE CRANE, YEAH.
OH, GOD.
â™ªâ™ª
THIS SUCKS!
YOU USE THE BLOCK THE MOST.
THEN IT'S THE CRANE, KIND OF IMPORTANT ON A BOAT.
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Narrator: THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
Keith: I BELIEVE IN LUCK, AND ON A DAY LIKE TODAY,
I'M PROBABLY MORE SUPERSTITIOUS THAN ANYBODY YOU KNOW.
I GOT MY KID'S BABY SHOES RIGHT HERE.
THEY'VE BEEN HERE FOR 21 YEARS.
THAT BOBBLEHEAD DOLL HAS BEEN THERE SINCE 2001.
YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME WALK UNDER A LADDER.
I'LL TURN AROUND IF THERE'S A BLACK CAT IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
I DON'T WHISTLE WHEN I'M IN THE WHEELHOUSE.
I DON'T LEAVE PORT ON A FRIDAY.
I USE MY SPECIAL SPITTOON.
I DON'T DRAW THE COLUMNS IN THE BOOK.
THERE ARE ABOUT 100 THINGS THAT I DON'T DO.
I'M A NUT JOB.
Narrator: REALLY, KEITH? YOU DON'T SAY.
[ LAUGHS ]
Narrator: THE SCALE DOESN'T LIE.
LOOKS LIKE KEITH'S SUPERSTITIOUS WAYS ARE DOING THE TRICK.
Narrator: ABOARD THE NORTHWESTERN...
WHOA.
ON WHAT, CRANE?
THE CRANE, YEAH.
Narrator: JUST AS SIG STACKS OUT FOR THE SEASON, THE CRANE FAILS.
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?
DO YOU KNOW THE PROBLEM?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE CAUSE IS.
IT'S JUST -- IT'S CRAZY.
I NEED TO GET THIS STUFF ON THE BOAT
AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
I HAVE FOUR GUYS STANDING AROUND THERE LOOKING AT IT.
COME ON.
WE'RE NOT DONE HAULING, SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?
WE DON'T KNOW.
PUSH THEM. START PUSHING.
Man #7: OH, MAN.
Narrator: WITH 100 POTS LEFT TO HAUL,
THE CRANE CAN STILL LIFT THEM FROM THE LAUNCHER.
GETTING THEM TO THE STACK, OH, THAT'LL BE THE CREW'S PLEASURE.
START PUSHING.
IT'S KIND OF A [BLEEP] SITUATION
BECAUSE WE CAN'T PUT POTS ON TOP.
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AND WE'RE CATCHING OUR QUOTA THE HARD WAY.
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Narrator: WHILE MOST OF THE FLEET HAS OUTRUN THE STORM...
WHOA!
WE'RE WAY UP TO THE NORTHWEST NOW OF WHERE WE WERE.
Narrator: ...ON THE NORTHERN TIP OF THE KING CRAB GROUNDS,
THE WIZARDIS IN THE THICK OF IT.
WE GOT OUR 100 AND ALMOST 40 POTS OFF THE BOAT.
WE GOT ABOUT 100 POTS ONBOARD, AND WE'RE SPOT-CHECKING.
WE'RE LOOKING FOR A NEW HOME.
COME ON, MOUSE.
I HOPE YOU PICKED US A GOOD SPOT TO FISH.
Narrator: RUNNING OUT OF TIME TO MEET HIS QUOTA,
KEITH IS BANKING ON MONTE'S GROUNDS TO PAY OFF.
Keith: IF THIS STRIKES OUT, I DON'T WANT TO THINK OF THAT.
DANCING, NEED SOME DANCING, MAN.
Monte: GET ON THE [BLEEP] RAIL.
GET THE [BLEEP] HOOK OVER THERE. WE GOT TO BEAT ON THE RAIL.
WE NEED SOME LUCK.
[ BANGING HOOK RHYTHMICALLY ]
[ ALL WHOOPING ]
Monte: EVEN SOPER IS DANCING.
YEAH, I DON'T BLAME THEM. I WANT TO GO HOME, TOO.
ALL RIGHTY. COME ON, GUYS.
GIVE ME A DECENT COUNT.
FIVE RIDERS! LOOK AT THEM ALL! WHOO-HOO.
OKAY, GOOD SIGN.
-YEAH! -WHOO!
THERE WE GO.
YEAH, BABY! GET BACK!
YEAH, BABY!
-WHOO! -25.
TWO, FIVE BIG ONES!
[ GRUNTING ]
I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO THROW TOO MANY "UNTSES"
OUT THIS SEASON.
IT'S BEEN A LONG SEASON.
GOOD NEWS IS, WE HAVE A NEW HOME.
YEAH!
WHOO!
THESE GUYS ARE BIG, BABY. THESE GUYS ARE BIG!
AHH!
MAN, WE NEEDED THAT, EXACTLY WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED THERE.
47, 47, BABY.
RIGHT ON. [ GRUNTING ]
WHOO-HOO!
YOU MIGHT BE GETTING A SMILEY FACE TONIGHT, MOUSE.
YOU MIGHT BE GETTING A SMILEY FACE.
YEAH, BABY.
[ ALL WHOOPING ]
Narrator: 240 MILES NORTHWEST BACK ON THE BAIRDI GROUNDS...
GOT THE GOOD LUCK CRAB OUT.
IT'S PART OF THE HARRIS LUCK RIGHT HERE, THIS [BLEEP]
Narrator: ...IT'S THE MOMENT OF TRUTH FOR THE CORNELIA MARIE'S
FIRST SET OF THE BAIRDI SEASON...
...AND FOR THE BET BETWEEN CO-CAPTAINS.
WHOA!
OOH.
-WHOA! -YEAH!
-ALL RIGHT. -[BLEEP]
THE CRAB ARE KEEPERS.
RIGHT THERE.
YOU GOT TO HOLD IT, HOLD IT, HOLD IT.
THERE. KEEPERS EVERYWHERE.
170.
Narrator: WHILE THE YOUNG CAPTAINS BOTH HAD FULL POTS...
OH, [BLEEP] YOU, CASEY MCMANUS.
Narrator: ...JOSH'S ARE KEEPERS...
AH!
-WHOO-HOO! -WHOO!
THAT IS HARRIS LUCK, BAIRDI KILLER.
Narrator: ...KEEPING THEM ON TRACK TO OBTAIN $1 MILLION
OF ADDITIONAL QUOTA NEXT SEASON.
[ CHEERING, LAUGHTER ]
ARE YOU HIDING OVER THERE BEHIND YOUR HAND?
IT'S GOING TO BE OKAY, BUDDY.
Casey: YEAH.
Narrator: 150 MILES EAST...
HAVING TROUBLE GRABBING THEM.
...AFTER A LIFE-SUCKING WEEK FISHING THROUGH AN ARCTIC STORM,
THE NORTHWESTERNWRAPS UP THEIR BAIRDI SEASON AT LAST,
NO THANKS TO A BROKEN CRANE.
OH, MY GOD.
THANK YOU, LORD.
Mandy: THEY STRUGGLED FOR, LIKE, A GOOD 5 DAYS,
AND WE FINALLY GOT ON IT AGAIN, SO REALLY EXCITED.
Sig: MANDY'S DECISION-MAKING, I THINK,
HAS REALLY IMPRESSED ME THE MOST,
SO THAT'S REALLY IMPORTANT THAT YOU THINK FOR YOURSELF,
GO BY YOUR OWN GUT.
WELL, I DON'T WANT TO JINX IT.
I'M JUST SAYING, SO FAR, SO GOOD.
THERE WE GO.
[ MEN CHEERING ]
YEAH!
Sig: THAT'S THAT.
CAN WE GO HOME NOW?
YES, PLEASE.
WE STUCK IT OUT.
WE STAYED ON THE BETTER SPOTS.
IT REALLY PAID OFF.
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I KNOW YOU LOVE THIS. COME ON.
I KNOW YOU DO. COME ON.
SAY YOU LOVE IT.
I LOVE IT!
THERE YOU GO.