Narrator: ONE WEEK INTO THE 2019 KING SEASON...
Jake: WE JUST FISHED THROUGH A MONSTER TYPHOON.
I HAD A GREAT TRIP -- 65,000 POUNDS TOTAL.
Narrator: ...THE AMERICAN SHIPS BRAVE ENOUGH
TO FISH THROUGH TYPHOON HAGIBIS
ARE FIRST TO OFFLOAD, AND SECURE A PIECE OF THE SOARING PRICES.
I HAVE A GOOD FEELING ABOUT THIS NEXT TRIP.
USA! USA!
Narrator: BUT WITH MOST OF THE ALASKAN FLEET WAYLAID BY THE STORM...
THE RUSSIANS ARE FLOODING THE MARKET RIGHT NOW.
Man: YEAH!
Keith: I CAN JUST ONLY PRAY THAT WE CAN GET OUR NEXT 100,000 POUNDS
BEFORE THE PRICE STARTS TO DROP.
Narrator: ...THE RUSSIANS ARE ON A RUNAWAY TEAR.
Bill: IT CREATES A FRENZY,
BECAUSE EVERYBODY WANTS TO GET THEIR PIECE OF IT.
Narrator: EVERY AMERICAN SPRINTS TO CLOSE THE GAP...
WE GOT TO GET INTO SOME FREAKING CRAB.
Narrator: ... NO MATTER WHAT GETS IN THEIR WAY.
ALL CREW MEMBERS TO THE BRIDGE. WE ARE HITTING THE BOTTOM.
-IT'S SHAKING. -SLOW HER DOWN, BUDDY.
Man: I'VE BEEN DOING THIS BEFORE YOU CAME HERE
FROM RUSSIA.
YOU BETTER START DOING AS YOU'RE TOLD.
JUNIOR, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
I DON'T GOT TIME TO WAIT FOR YOU.
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! -WATCH OUT!
WATCH OUT!
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Narrator: 115 MILES NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR...
♪ YOU TOOK MY BOOTS, AND MY CLOTHES ♪
♪ YOU TOOK MY .45 ♪
...ON THE SEABROOKE.
Scott: OH.
STRETCH THAT BACK OUT A LITTLE.
♪ OH ♪
♪ I'VE BEEN GONE FOR MUCH TOO LONG ♪
I'VE BEEN OFF FOR 4 YEARS.
I'M KIND OF THE UNDERDOG, RIGHT NOW.
I GOT TO RESTAKE MY CLAIM IN THIS INDUSTRY,
AND I'M GONNA DO IT.
WE'RE GONNA GIVE HER HELL.
Narrator: AFTER OVERCOMING 4 YEARS OF DEBILITATING BACK INJURY,
CAPTAIN SCOTT CAMPBELL JR. RETURNS TO THE HELM.
HE HASN'T BEEN HERE FOR 4 YEARS.
I'D RATHER HAVE A GUY ON THE BOAT FOR 4 YEARS CRABBING
THAN AT HOME THINKING ABOUT CRABBING.
WE NEED TO GET ON THE CRAB, AND WE NEED TO GET ON THE CRAB NOW.
Narrator: AND WITH THE AMERICANS NOW FIRMLY BEHIND
THEIR RUSSIAN COMPETITION, IT'S FIND CRAB OR BUST.
Scott: GET TO IT, BOYS.
COMING UP.
OH, HERE WE GO. HERE WE GO.
COME ON, BABY.
SHOW ME SOME LOVE.
SHOW ME THE MONEY.
HOW'S IT LOOK? HOW'S IT LOOK?
Man: DAMN IT!
THESE NUMBERS SUCK.
WELL, .
THIS MIGHT NOT BE AS EASY AS WE THOUGHT.
HOW MANY? THREE?
THREE?
Man #2: OH, BOY.
Scott: ONE CRAB IN THAT.
OH, GOOD LORD.
I JUST DON'T KNOW WHERE THE CRAB ARE...
Man: LET'S SEE WHAT WE GOT ON THIS ONE.
...NOT YET, ANYWAY.
-NOTHING. -IT'S NOT LOOKING GOOD!
BOY, WE REALLY NEED TO BE ON SOME CRAB.
OH, LET'S SEE.
WIZARD.
KEITH.
THERE'S PROBABLY A REASON WHY KEITH IS ABOVE US.
MUST BE SIGNS OF CRAB.
Narrator: CATCHING JUNIOR'S EYE -- THE WIZARD.
THEY HAVEN'T STRAYED FROM A SPOT IN THE NORTHEAST,
INDICATING HE'S FOUND LIFE.
BUT THE LAST TIME I TALKED WITH KEITH WAS YEARS AGO.
Narrator: SEVEN YEARS BACK...
-YEAH! -YEAH!
YEAH!
WHAT'S JUNIOR UP TO NOW?
LOOKS LIKE HE'S SETTING GEAR
BACK WHERE HE JUST TOLD ME THERE WAS NO CRAB.
A LITTLE WHITE LIE NEVER HURT NOTHING.
Narrator: ...A PARTNERSHIP GONE WRONG
BETWEEN KEITH AND JUNIOR SOURED THE RELATIONSHIP.
Keith: LESSON LEARNED.
JUNIOR IS NOT A PARTNER.
Scott: THAT'S THE LAST GUY I WANT TO SEE,
BUT WE GOT TO GET THIS RED CRAB ON THE BOAT QUICK.
I MIGHT HAVE TO CALL IN A LIFELINE.
"KEITH, PLEASE, SIR, PLEASE HELP ME."
Narrator: AS JUNIOR PLOTS TO GET BACK IN THE GAME,
207 MILES NORTHEAST...
...CAPTAIN KEITH IS AT THE TOP OF HIS.
I'M HAPPY TO SAY TYPHOON HAGIBIS IS OFFICIALLY BEHIND US.
Narrator: STORM-FREE AT LAST,
THE SKIPPER CLAIMS DYNAMITE FISHING FROM HIS 2-DAY SOAK.
Keith: SET IT BACK.
HELLO. WIZARD.
Scott: HOW'S IT GOING, KEITH?
HELLO. WIZARD.
HEY, KEITH. IT'S JUNIOR.
YOU GOT ME?
JUNIOR, HOW YOU DOING?
JUST TRYING TO GET BACK IN THE GAME, HERE.
I COULDN'T EVEN HARDLY REMEMBER HOW TO SET A POT
WHEN I FIRST GOT OUT.
BUT I SEE YOU'RE UP TO THE NORTH, THERE.
SO, IF YOU WANT, I'LL WORK WITH YOU.
WE CAN TRY AND GET SOMETHING HAMMERED OUT, HERE.
YOU STILL THERE, KEITH?
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU KNOW, I'M NOT SURE THAT...
AT THIS POINT, I DON'T NEED A PARTNER,
BUT SO, ANYWAYS, JUNIOR, I GOT TO GET OFF OF HERE.
ALRIGHT? THANKS FOR THE CALL, JUNIOR.
I GOT TO GO. I GOT TO DO.
Keith: I MEAN, TALK ABOUT BEING DESPERATE.
NO THANKS.
AS SOON AS I TELL HIM I GOT A 40-COUNT,
I'M GONNA SEE ALL HIS GEAR
RIGHT ON TOP OF IT.
I DON'T NEED A PARTNER LIKE THAT RIGHT NOW.
I'VE TRIED IT BEFORE. IT DIDN'T WORK.
Scott: HANG UP ON ME.
HUNG UP.
PISSES ME OFF.
Keith: IT'S A SIGN THAT YOU'RE ON GOOD FISHING.
Narrator: JUNIOR TAKES KEITH BEING TIGHT-LIPPED AS AN INDICATOR
THAT HE'S ON THE CRAB...
SO, I'M PUTTING THE BLINDERS ON,
AND SETTING MY POTS WHERE THE CRAB ARE.
THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO IT.
Narrator: ...AND CHARTS A COURSE TO HIS RIVAL'S GROUNDS.
Scott: I'M FOLLOWING THE CRAB.
Narrator: 165 MILES SOUTHEAST,
IN KING COVE, ALASKA...
Man: HEY, COME DOWN THIS SIDE,
AND I'LL HAND YOU THIS SIDE OF THE CHAIN.
Jake: FISHING THROUGH THE STORM WAS GREAT, FINANCIALLY.
WE MADE TOP DOLLAR.
BUT NO REST FOR THE WICKED. -THAT'S THE WAY IT WORKS.
-IS THAT THE WAY IT WORKS? -THAT'S THE WAY LIFE GOES.
Narrator: AFTER BRAVING TYPHOON HAGIBIS TO DELIVER A STAGGERING
$12-PER-POUND DOCK PRICE,
CAPTAINS JAKE ANDERSON AND JOHNATHAN HILLSTRAND
READY TO SPEED BACK TO THE GROUNDS.
Jake: I KNOW THAT THE RUSSIANS ARE BRING A LOT OF CRAB
TO DOCK, AS WELL.
THE ONLY WAY I CAN COMPETE IS BY HAVING MORE GEAR.
I TELL YOU WHAT, THOUGH,
I FEEL PRETTY GOOD ABOUT MY STACK, GUYS.
Johnathan: I DO, TOO.
I LIKE THOSE POTS. THOSE ARE BEAUTIFUL.
I'VE NEVER SEEN MORE BEAUTIFUL GEAR.
Narrator: WITH RUSSIA PULLING AHEAD OF THE AMERICAN FLEET,
THE SAGA BRINGS ON A BONUS LOAD OF OLD-TIME BANDIT POTS
TO GO TOE-TO-TOE WITH THE EASTERN ARMADA.
THESE POTS ARE GONNA HELP YOU CATCH $1.5 MILLION.
AND THEN, YOU OWE US A FAVOR, SOMEDAY, IF WE EVER ASK.
CAN WE DO A HALF A FAVOR?
Man: ALRIGHT. LET'S GO FISHING, JAKE.
Jake: LET'S DO IT.
-LET HER GO, MAN. -HERE WE GO.
Jake: I'M SO EXCITED.
SHUT UP, YOU GUYS.
ARE YOU DOING THIS ON PURPOSE?
Narrator: THE ONLY THING BETWEEN JAKE AND HIS TOWN SOAK...
Jake: AS I'M STARING AT A SUNKEN SHIP THAT CAUGHT ON FIRE
'CAUSE IT HIT THE ROCKS.
Narrator: ...A NOTORIOUSLY DANGEROUS SHORTCUT
BETWEEN ISLANDS ON THE ALEUTIAN CHAIN.
YOU GOT TO RESPECT FALSE PASS.
IT'S NOT A LITTLE THING TO DO.
Jake: I DON'T WANT TO DO IT, BUT THE TRUTH IS,
IF I GO THROUGH THE PASS, I SAVE 2 TO 3 DAYS.
THEY CALL THIS FALSE PASS -- F-A-L-S-E --
'CAUSE IT'S NOT REAL.
IT LOOKS LIKE THERE'S A LOT OF ROOM,
BUT THERE IS NO WATER BENEATH YOU.
Narrator: TO GET TO THE FISHING GROUNDS AS FAST AS POSSIBLE,
JAKE MUST NAVIGATE A TWISTING 4-MILE-LONG CHANNEL
MARKED BY BUOYS.
BUT WITH THE TIDE LOW,
AND THE CURRENT CONSTANTLY SHIFTING THE SANDY BOTTOM,
ONE MISCALCULATION OR DASH OF BAD LUCK
COULD RUN THE SAGA AGROUND,
ENDANGERING HIS VESSEL AND THE LIVES OF HIS CREW.
WE'RE OFFICIALLY ENTERING FALSE PASS.
HERE WE GO. THERE'S NO TURNING BACK.
OH, GOD, MAN.
I DIDN'T PICK A GOOD TIME TO QUIT SMOKING, DID I?
YOU SEE THE NEXT TWO ON THE RADAR?
HEAD RIGHT AT THEM RIGHT NOW.
I CAN SEE SOME BLIPS.
OKAY. STAND BY. WE'LL FIND IT.
Man: STRAIGHT AHEAD. STRAIGHT AHEAD.
I'M MAKING THIS CORNER.
I DON'T WANT TO GO FAST.
RED CANS ON THE PORT, HERE.
HEAD PORT.
YOU WANT TO HUG THIS ONE,
MAKE SURE WE DON'T DRIFT DOWN OVER THE SANDBAR.
12 FEET, 11.4.
Johnathan: JUST GO SLOW, LIKE THIS.
I HAVE CONFIDENCE -- HIGH CONFIDENCE IN HIM.
10 FEET.
8 FEET.
I GOT 3 FEET, JOHNNY. 3 FEET.
IT'S SHAKING.
COME ON, BABY.
-WHOA. -OH,
Narrator: JUST OUTSIDE KING COVE...
Jake: I GOT 3 FEET, JOHNNY. 3 FEET.
IT'S SHAKING.
COME ON, BABY.
Narrator: ...IN A SPRINT TO BEAT THE RUSSIANS,
THE SAGA RUNS AGROUND IN FALSE PASS.
NEIL, WILL YOU CHECK THE ENGINE ROOM, AND LOOK FOR THE RIBS,
AND MAKE SURE NOTHING'S FLEXING, OR ANYTHING?
Jake: ALL CREW MEMBERS TO THE BRIDGE.
WE ARE HITTING THE BOTTOM.
Johnathan: WE HAD IT MADE. WE HAD 6 FEET UNDER US,
BUT THEN, WE GOT THIS 4-OR-5-FOOT SWELL.
-OH, MY GOD.
Woman: OH, MY GOD.
I DON'T LIKE THIS, JOHNNY.
I'VE GOT ABOUT 100 YARDS TO GO,
AND I NEED AT LEAST A FOOT BELOW THE KEEL.
I WANT TO GET THE OUT OF HERE.
WE GOT ANOTHER FOOT OF TIDE COMING.
THAT'LL GET US THROUGH.
YOU NEED TO CRANK IT.
IF YOU DON'T, IT'S GONNA THROW YOU DOWN FAST.
Narrator: ON THE HORIZON, A SWELL THAT COULD LIFT
THE 107-FOOT SCHOONER OFF THE SANDBAR --
ASSUMING JAKE COULD KICK IT INTO HIGH GEAR.
ALRIGHT, JOHNNY. I'M GOING.
CRANK IT, DUDE, QUICK AS YOU CAN.
WE GOT A LITTLE EXTRA WATER.
OH, THANK GOD.
COME ON, BABY.
9 FEET. I THINK WE GOT IT.
OH, MY GOD. THANK GOD.
I'M OUT OF HERE, DUDE.
POOR BABY.
SORRY TO PUT YOU THROUGH THAT ONE.
ANDERSON!
OH, MY GOD.
Johnathan: IT'S NEVER A DULL MOMENT WITH YOU OUT THERE, CAPTAIN.
THAT WAS...
THAT WAS CRAZY.
Jake: CAN WE GO FISHING NOW?
Narrator: 120 MILES NORTHWEST...
I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE LATE FOR THIS ONE.
I THOUGHT I HAD THE BEST CREW,
THAT WE WERE GONNA BE ON TIME.
Narrator: ...ON THE SUMMER BAY...
I'M LAUGHING, BUT I WANT TO CRY.
Narrator: ...DELAYED BY THE FIRING AND REPLACEMENT OF TWO DECKHANDS,
AND SITTING OUT TYPHOON HAGIBIS,
CAPTAIN WILD BILL WICHROWSKI IS THE LAST MAN OUT TO SEA.
Bill: THESE ARE GONNA COVERING BETWEEN 53 AND 43 FATHOMS
FURTHER WEST AND FURTHER NORTH THAN I'VE BEEN IN A LONG TIME.
I WANT TO GET THIS CRAB HARVESTED AS QUICK AS I CAN,
GET THE BEST PRICE, 'CAUSE WE'RE COMPETING WITH THE RUSSIANS.
Narrator: FOR HIS DEBUT SET,
BILL BANKS ON DEPTHS IN THE NORTHWEST
TO MAKE UP HIS DEFICIT,
AND HOPEFULLY, GET HIM TO DOCK BEFORE THE PRICE GOES KAPUT.
Man: YOU GOT THE MOST IMPORTANT JOB ON THE BOAT, VASILI.
WITHOUT THE BAIT, WE CAN'T CATCH ANY CRAB.
HUH?
IT SAYS, "NOT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION."
Bill: SO, THE TWO GUYS I GOT, ONE IS HAMLIN.
HE'S GOT A LOT OF EXPERIENCE.
THE OTHER GUY, I HAVE NO IDEA.
THIS VASILI GUY -- THE RUSSIAN GUY -- I DON'T KNOW.
I'M GIVING HIM THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT.
ARE WE READY?
OH, I'M ALWAYS READY.
-TIME TO GO. -OKAY.
BE CAREFUL. BOMBS AWAY.
GOOD LUCK, THERE.
FIRST POT GOING OVER, GUYS!
Man: LET'S GET IT STARTED!
Bill: UNHOOK IT, VASILI.
UNHOOK THE CRANE.
HURRY UP.
OH, OKAY. NOW, LET IT GO.
Man: HURRY UP, AND TIE THE DOOR, VASILI.
YOU GUYS ARE BOMBS AWAY, RIGHT?
-YEAH. -HEY, HOLD ON. HOLD ON.
I SEE NO POTS.
THIS IS RIDICULOUS, WHATEVER THE IS GOING ON HERE.
WE GOT A PROBLEM?
TAKE A STEP BACK, VASILI.
USUALLY, I TAKE MY TIME, AND JUST PACE MYSELF.
Bill: RUSSIANS ARE KNOWN TO HAVE ICE IN THEIR VEINS,
AND THEY WORK HARD.
I HOPE THIS VASILI GUY HOLDS UP TO HIS HERITAGE.
IT'S GONNA BE INTERESTING.
TIME WILL TELL.
Narrator: 105 MILES NORTHEAST...
Man: COME ON. LET'S SEE SOMETHING BIG.
Man #2: WHAT DO WE GOT? WHAT DO WE GOT?
-OH, YEAH! -OH, YEAH!
Man: OH, YEAH, BABY.
Narrator: ...ON THE WIZARD...
Keith: WE GOT OUR GEAR ON THE HUNTING HOLE,
AND WE'RE ONTO A GOOD SOAK,
GIVING ME AN OPPORTUNITY TO GET IN A RHYTHM,
AND KEEP THE POTS COMING.
8. 10.
-OH, YEAH! -YEAH, BABY!
GO AHEAD AND DUMP IT.
Narrator: ...CAPTAIN KEITH GORGES HIS TANKS ON KING CRAB
HAULED FRESH FROM HIS OWN PRIVATE HOT SPOT.
YOU KNOW, WHEN THE MARKET IS SUPER HOT, LIKE IT IS RIGHT NOW,
THERE'S A CHANCE THAT, IF YOU'RE NOT IN EARLY ENOUGH,
YOU'RE NOT GONNA GET THE TOP PRICE.
YOU GET WHAT YOU CAN WHILE YOU CAN,
BECAUSE THIS PARTY AIN'T GONNA LAST LONG.
I'LL TELL YOU THAT RIGHT NOW.
Narrator: JUST ON THE HORIZON...
Man: THE SEABROOKE IS IN TOWN, BABY!
Narrator: ...ABOARD THE SEABROOKE...
YEAH, I KNOW. I KNOW. I SEE THAT WIZARD POT.
I DON'T CARE.
IF JUNIOR DON'T CARE, THEN I DON'T CARE.
OKAY. LET HER GO.
LET'S GO, BOY!
SHUT HIM DOWN!
Scott: HERE WE GO. THIS IS HAPPENING.
Narrator: OUT OF THE GAME FOR 4 YEARS,
JUNIOR DECIDES TO ANNOUNCE HIS RETURN...
I'M GONNA BE ON IT.
Narrator: ...BY CASTING HIS OWN SPELL ON WIZARD GROUNDS.
Keith: WHAT IS THAT OVER THERE?
IS THAT JUNIOR?
WHAT'S UP, THERE, JUNIOR?
YEAH, I GOT YOU.
DO YOU WANT A WHOLE OCEAN, OR WHAT, MAN?
LISTEN, YOU CAN'T BE DOING THAT.
OKAY, DUDE?
I'M SETTING HERE, BUDDY.
KEEP SETTING.
I GOT TO GET IN ON THIS CRAB.
I'LL BE IN AND OUT BEFORE YOU EVEN KNOW I'M THERE.
Man: JUNIOR YOU'RE COMING IN HOT!
WHATEVER, MAN. TAKE IT SOMEWHERE ELSE.
WHATEVER.
I GOT TO GO. I GOT TO PAY ATTENTION, HERE.
Man #2: HERE WE GO!
LET ME SHOW YOU HOW WE DO THIS, BUDDY.
SET THAT POT RIGHT THERE.
IT'S THE WILD, WILD WEST.
Keith: I WAS HERE FIRST, .
JUST SHOWED UP HERE IN THE LAST 15 MINUTES.
HE WANTS TO FIGHT OVER CRAB.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, SO BE IT.
Narrator: 180 MILES NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR,
ABOARD THE SAGA BANDIT...
FALSE PASS LIVED UP TO ITS NAME.
NOW, I HAVE 96 POTS THAT HAVE BEEN SITTING IN THE WATER
FOR 2 DAYS.
AND I ALSO GRABBED ANOTHER 68 POTS.
HE'S GOT ACES UP HIS SLEEVES, NOW.
THANK YOU, JOHNATHAN.
Narrator: ...CAPTAINS JAKE AND JOHN RETURN TO THE NORTHEAST,
EXTRA TIME BANDIT POTS IN TOW,
READY TO SEE WHAT WHAT THEIR TOWN SOAK HOLDS.
LOOK AT THE WHOLE FLEET END UP RIGHT THERE IN OUR GEAR.
-WHERE? -THERE'S ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR.
AND THEY WEREN'T HERE WHEN WE SET THROUGH 2 DAYS AGO.
I THINK THERE'S A REASON THESE BOATS
ARE RIGHT IN HERE RIGHT NOW.
A FEEDING FRENZY OVER THEIR HOT SPOT
INDICATES THERE'S STILL FAST FISHING BENEATH THEM.
SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
THE SMARTEST PLAY I HAVE IS GET THESE POTS SOAKING.
THE OTHER OPTION I HAVE IS SPOT-CHECKING.
WHY AM I GONNA DO THAT WHEN I BELIEVE
THERE'S A MASSIVE AMOUNT OF CRAB RIGHT BENEATH ME?
Narrator: RATHER THAN WASTE TIME CHECKING TO SEE
IF THE CRAB ARE STILL THERE...
I WAS WAITING TO SEE WHAT YOU WERE GONNA DO,
AND I WOULD SAY I WOULD DO THE SAME THING.
...JAKE AND JOHN DOUBLE DOWN, AND SET THEIR EXTRA POTS BLIND,
HOPING TO GET A PIECE OF THE ACTION
BEFORE THE ACTION IS GONE.
I THINK YOU'RE CRAZY, BUT I LOVE IT.
YOU'RE A CRAZY BASTARD.
Jake: "ARE YOU CRAZY?" "OF COURSE I'M CRAZY!"
YEAH, YOU ARE. I THINK IT'S A GOOD IDEA.
I THINK YOU'RE A GENIUS, MYSELF.
REALLY?I THINK YOU'RE PRETTY SMART.
READY TO FILL THESE TANKS.
FIRST POT GOING OVER.
RIGHT ON, BUD.
I THINK WE'RE PRETTY DAMN GOOD FISHERMEN.
I THINK WE'RE PRETTY DAMN GOOD, JOHN.
I THINK, BETWEEN ME AND YOU, WE'RE PRETTY DAMN GOOD.
I LOVE THAT, MAN.
Narrator: 60 MILES WEST...
-FIRST POTS OF THE SEASON. -AH!
LET'S PUT SOME CRAB IN THIS TANK.
...ON THE SUMMER BAY.
Bill: THE RUSSIANS, FROM WHAT I HEAR, THE NUMBERS ARE BOUNTIFUL,
SO I WANT TO CATCH THIS CRAB AS FAST AS I CAN.
Narrator: STUCK AT DOCK REPLACING NEARLY HALF HIS CREW,
CAPTAIN WILD BILL NEEDS 10,000 POUNDS
IN THE FIRST HAUL OF THE SEASON
TO FINALLY GET IN THE GAME FOR RECORD PRICES.
Bill: HERE'S THE FIRST ONE.
I SEE FOUR GUYS.
I DON'T SEE FIVE.
AND IT'S MY RUSSIAN.
Narrator: THE NEW GREENHORN THAT BILL SEARCHED LONG AND HARD FOR
IS HARD AT WORK...
FINISHING BREAKFAST.
Bill: SON OF A GUN.
I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WAIT FOR VASILI.
WE'RE GONNA GO ANYWAY.
Man: FIRST STRING OF OUR CRAB SEASON!
GET EXCITED!
COME ON. HAVE SOME LIFE.
Man: COME ON, CRABBY!
NOTHING.
Man: OH, MAN.
A BIG GOOSE EGG, BABY.
Sergei: DID YOU MISS ME YET?
WHAT THE , RUSKI?
I SEE SERGEI.
HOPEFULLY, HE'S KIND OF SNAPPED OUT OF IT, AND COMING TO.
WHO KNOWS?
OKAY, SO, IT'S REALLY IMPORTANT THAT WE'RE ALL OUT ON DECK
BEFORE WE START HAULING ANY POTS.
AND YOU FIRST THING YOU ALL DO, GUYS, YOU ALL SMOKE,
SO, WHEN I COME OUT, I GIVE YOU 5 MINUTES TO SMOKE,
AND THEN, WE START WORKING.
WELL, WE WERE ALREADY HAULING THAT POT.
SO, JUST TRY TO BE OUT HERE BEFORE THAT GUY THROWS THE HOOK.
I DON'T SEE WHAT THE ISSUE IS, BUT...
Bill: I'M GONNA GET AT MY WIT'S END
WITH THE BEFORE TOO LONG.
RIGHT NOW, I'M MORE WORRIED ABOUT THE FISHING.
MY DEEPER POTS HAVEN'T HIT THIS MORNING, SO...
UGH!
I MIGHT AS WELL BUMP THIS UP TO SHALLOWER.
IT CAN'T BE ANY WORSE THAN WHERE IT IS RIGHT NOW.
Narrator: HIS POTS, FAR FROM FULL --
A SLOW START MEANS MORE LOST TIME
AND FEWER OPPORTUNITIES TO CASH IN ON THE TOP-DOLLAR PRICES.
WE'RE GONNA STACK THESE, SPREAD THEM OUT AGAIN.
THIS GUY HAS JUST GOT TO KEEP HIS MOUTH SHUT,
AND DO HIS JOB, SO I CAN DO MY JOB.
Narrator: 105 MILES AWAY...
HERE IS OUR CRAB POT, COMING UP.
...ON THE SEABROOKE...
Man: YEEHAW!
Scott: THERE'S ONE LITTLE, TINY SPOT KEITH AND I ARE FIGHTING OVER.
Narrator: AFTER SETTING IN WIZARD TERRITORY,
JUNIOR IS READY TO CLAIM THE RICHES
HE SUSPECTS KEITH IS HIDING.
LET'S START CATCHING SOME CRAB, MAN.
LET'S QUIT MESSING AROUND.
BABY, LET'S SEE SOME CRAB!
YEAH!
WOW. JUST MASSIVE CRAB.
LOOK AT THIS GUY. LOOK AT THAT.
THAT'S AWESOME.
Scott: THIS IS WHAT WE NEED.
THIS'LL GET US OVER THE HUMP.
I KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP.
Narrator: BARRELING INTO MR. COLBURN'S NEIGHBORHOOD
GETS JUNIOR HIS FIRST TASTE OF CRAB IN 4 YEARS.
OH, BABY.
SENDING IT BACK!
I GOT TO GET THE REST OF MY GEAR IN HERE
BEFORE KEITH GETS HIS GEAR IN.
Keith: YOU GOT TO BE WITH ME.
Man: RIGHT ON!
Keith: HERE'S JUNIOR'S TRACK LINE, RIGHT THROUGH HERE.
AND THERE'S MY STRING.
AND YOU CAN SEE HOW WE'RE CONVERGING,
AND THESE POTS ARE GETTING CLOSER.
I WANT TO GET THIS GEAR ON THE BOTTOM BEFORE THEY DO.
THAT WAY, IT STARTS FISHING FIRST.
Narrator: UNWILLING TO LET JUNIOR MOVE INTO HIS TERRITORY...
Keith: I'M GONNA BE SETTING PRETTY FAST, GUYS, ALRIGHT?
WE'RE RACING JUNIOR FOR THIS SPOT, RIGHT NOW.
ROGER!
Narrator: ...KEITH PRESSES THE WIZARD FULL-BOAR...
Keith: I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, RIGHT NOW,
I CANNOT SLOW DOWN.
Narrator: ...RACING THE SEABROOKE FOR A VERITABLE LAND GRAB
FOR KING CRAB.
Scott: , NO WAY.
NO WAY! LOOK AT THAT.
HE'S SETTING HIS POTS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US.
AND HE THINKS HE'S GONNA SQUEEZE IN THERE.
I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM. I'M GONNA CUT HIM OFF.
HE AIN'T GONNA BE HAPPY, BUT I DON'T GIVE A .
WATCH THIS. I'LL GET HIM STOPPED.
WATCH THIS.
JUNIOR, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
HEY, I GOT TO GET A SET IN HERE, CHIEF.
YOU WANT A HEAD-ON COLLISION?
I DON'T GOT TIME TO WAIT FOR YOU.
YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
I'M IN FULL REVERSE RIGHT NOW.
WHAT THE ?
Narrator: NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR...
WATCH THIS. I'LL GET HIM STOPPED.
WATCH THIS.
Narrator: ...A TURF WAR BETWEEN THE WIZARD AND SEABROOKE...
JUNIOR, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
Scott: HEY, I GOT TO GET A SET IN HERE, KEITH.
Narrator: ...ESCALATES INTO A DANGEROUS GAME OF CHICKEN.
YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME, MAN.
YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
I'M IN FULL REVERSE RIGHT NOW.
WHAT THE ?
PULLING FULL ASTERN ON THE THROTTLE,
KEITH NARROWLY AVOIDS A COLLISION.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO COME AROUND MY STERN.
YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO CUT ME OFF!
I GOT TO GET THIS SET IN.
Narrator: JUNIOR STEALS THE RIGHT-OF-WAY...
Man: WHAT THE IS WITH THAT?
...ALONG WITH KEITH'S CRAB.
WHAT A KNUCKLEHEAD, MAN.
ALRIGHT. WHATEVER, MAN.
I'M DONE WITH YOU.
OBVIOUSLY, YOU FORGOT A LOT WHEN YOU WERE GONE.
YEAH, YOU KNOW WHAT? I AM A LITTLE BIT RUSTY.
BUT, WELL, IT'LL COME BACK TO ME, HERE, IN A LITTLE BIT.
YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY, THERE. I'M OUT.
SITTING THERE --
I WAS ABLE TO CUT HIM OFF, AND HE'S JUST BEING A SORE LOSER.
THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO IT.
Keith: I'M SHOCKED AT THAT MANEUVER HE JUST PULLED.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT --
JUNIOR TRIED TO SABOTAGE ME.
TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME,
AND I CAN GUARANTEE YOU I'M GONNA WIN THAT BATTLE.
Narrator: AS KEITH PLOTS HIS REVENGE...
...110 MILES SOUTH...
Johnathan: IS THAT OUR POT OUT THIS WINDOW?
Jake: I THINK SO.
Narrator: ...ON THE SAGA BANDIT.
Jake: I'M SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS STRING.
I'VE BEEN WAITING ALL DAY TO HAUL IT.
GET THEM WHILE THEY'RE HOT.
Narrator: WITH HALF THE FLEET MOVING ONTO THEIR CHOSEN GROUNDS,
CAPTAINS JAKE AND JOHNATHAN CHECK THEIR GEAR
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 3 DAYS...
COULD BE $120,000 IN JUST A COUPLE HOURS,
IF THIS STRING DOES WHAT I THINK IT'S GONNA DO.
...AND HOPES SETTING THEIR EXTRA LOAD
AMID THE CROWD MEANS EXTRA PROFITS.
LET'S SEE WHAT I GOT.
I'D LIKE TO SEE A 40 AVERAGE OUT OF THIS.
Johnathan: WOO-HOO!
YEAH, ANDERSON!
THIS IS GONNA BE A GOOD STRING, BUDDY.
I'M REALLY EXCITED.
WE GOT LEGS, ANDERSON?
LOOKS LIKE FEMALES. LOOKS LIKE SMALLS.
Narrator: FEMALE AND JUVENILE CRAB ARE ILLEGAL TO KEEP,
MEANING, AFTER THEIR LITTLE FIELD TRIP TO THE SAGA,
MAMA CRAB AND BABY CRAB GET TO GO HOME.
Man: 15 -- ONE-FIVE!
ONE-FIVE.
THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
THIS SHOULD BE REALLY, REALLY GOOD.
IT'S GONNA GET GOOD.
SEE WHAT THE NEXT ONE HAS.
IN THE WORDS OF JOHN PAUL JONES,
"WE HAVE NOT YET BEGUN TO FIGHT!"
-SMALL CRAB.
I DON'T KNOW, JOHNNY.
DAMN, MAN.
WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED, JOHN?
SO MUCH GEAR CAME IN, IT SUCKED THE CRAB RIGHT UP.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
I JUST INVESTED ALL THIS TIME IN HERE.
IT'S JUST A BIG, FAT WASTE.
Narrator: THEIR ONCE HOT SPOT PICKED OVER,
THEY'VE STRUCK OUT WITH NOT ONE BUT TWO FULL LOADS OF GEAR.
KEEP PULLING GEAR AS QUICK AS YOU CAN.
THAT'S ALL WE CAN DO.
WE'VE GOT SOME HEAVY SORTING TO DO.
MAKING EVERYBODY'S JOB A LITTLE BIT HARDER.
12.
SURE TOOK THEM A LONG TIME TO COUNT 12.
IT'S NOT FUNNY, JOHN.
I'M GONNA GO OUTSIDE, HERE, AND SPEED THINGS UP.
OKAY.
Narrator: TO HELP LOAD THEIR POTS A.S.A.P..
I'M GONNA COME OUT IN A SECOND, TOO,
SO I'LL HELP OUT.
-ROGER! -THIS IS PERFECT.
I THINK I CAN HANDLE THIS.
Narrator: ...JAKE HANDS OF THE HELM TO JOHNATHAN, AND HITS THE DECK.
Jake: COME ON, GUYS. LET'S KICK IT INTO GEAR!
WE GOT TO GET THESE POTS ON!
SWING, BATTER, BATTER, BATTER!
SWING!
IT'S PRETTY SLOPPY OUT.
WE GOT TO PULL 200 POTS TODAY.
WE GOT A LONG DAY AHEAD OF US.
HOPEFULLY, WE'LL GET BACK UP TO 20 POTS AN HOUR, HERE.
Jake: HOPEFULLY, THE NEXT STRING WILL PICK UP,
GET THE NUMBERS WE NEED.
OH, WE'RE DOING GOOD.
DOING GOOD.
SEE WHAT HAPPENS.
TWO HANDS. TWO HANDS.
MAN, HOLD ON TO THAT THING.
WATCH OUT.
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! - DAMN IT!
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
Narrator: THIS WEEK ON "SALTY TAKES"...
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S DOING. HE'S LOOKING UP AT THE SKY.
CRAZY PEOPLE ALWAYS LOOK AT BIRDS.
Narrator: THE SAGA MAINTAINS THE TOP POSITION,
WHILE JUNIOR GETS HIS FIRST GLIMPSE OF KING CRAB IN 4 YEARS.
WELCOME BACK, JUNIOR.
Narrator: 185 MILES NORTHEAST OF DUTCH HARBOR...
Man: MAN, HOLD ON TO THAT THING.
WATCH OUT!
-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! - DAMN IT!
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!
Narrator: ...A LOOSE POT WREAKS HAVOC
ON THE DECK OF THE SAGA.
-WE'RE GOOD. -WE'RE GOOD.
WELL, MAN, THAT WAS A GOOD JOB, GUYS.
RUN FOR COVER.
Narrator: SHIFTING SEAS MAKE DECKHAND PHILLIP HILLSTRAND LOSE HIS GRIP
ON THE POT,
TURNING 1,000 POUNDS OF STEEL INTO A WRECKING BALL...
...THAT NEARLY DECAPITATES FELLOW RAILMAN --
AND APPARENT NINJA -- CLAYTON GORE.
Clayton: I JUST DON'T WANT TO GET HURT.
IT'S NOT A GAME OUT HERE.
IS THAT POT ALL THE WAY IN?
THIS IS CRAZINESS OUT HERE.
IT'S NOT ROMANTIC.
IT'S MISERABLE.
LET'S GET THAT ROLLED OUT AGAIN.
BUT WE'RE HERE TO HELP EACH OTHER OUT, AND WE'RE A FAMILY.
IT'S ALL WE CAN DO.
I'M NOT AFRAID.
I'M NOT AFRAID OF NO GHOSTS.
Narrator: 50 MILES NORTHWEST, ON THE SUMMER BAY...
THIS IS GONNA SUCK.
IT DOES SUCK ALREADY.
AFTER HAULING NO CRAB,
WE'VE MOVED BACK TO THE EAST.
A LITTLE SHALLOWER, SPREAD THEM OUT AGAIN,
SEE WHAT'S GOING ON.
Narrator: ...WELL BEHIND THE FLEET, CAPTAIN WILD BILL
PINS HIS SEASON ON FRESH GROUND.
THE LONGER IT TAKES, THAT'S JUST NEGATIVE CASH FLOW, THERE.
YEAH, IT'S TIME TO GO.
SO...
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WE DON'T HAVE BAIT?
VASILI HASN'T DONE HIS JOB.
OH, MY GOD.
Narrator: AN ESSENTIAL PART OF THE FISHING PROCESS,
EACH POT MUST BE BAITED BEFORE BEING SET.
Man: NOW, IT'S GONNA TAKE US LONGER.
BILL'S GONNA BE PISSED.
EVERYONE IS PRETTY UPSET ABOUT IT.
Bill: YOU KNOW, IT'S ONE THING TO BE NEW.
IT'S ANOTHER THING TO BE LAZY, AND NOT WANT TO WORK.
AND THIS GUY IS WASTING OUR TIME.
Man: WHY DIDN'T YOU HAVE ANY OF THIS BAIT DONE, VASILI?
YOU DO EXACTLY WHAT I TELL YOU DO!
Vasili: I DID! I FINISHED ONE...
EVERYTHING FOR BAIT SET, UNTIL WE RAN OUT OF COD.
THEN, WHY ARE WE DOING BAIT RIGHT NOW?
BECAUSE WE DIDN'T HAVE COD.
WELL, YOU GO AND GET MORE OUT OF THE FREEZER!
YOU WANT ME TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING IN THE BAIT,
FROM GETTING IT FROM THE FREEZER,
TO GETTING IT UP AND GETTING THE COD?
THAT'S FINE.
YEAH, THAT'S YOUR JOB, IS BAIT, VASILI.
VASILI, I'VE BEEN DOING THIS BEFORE YOU CAME HERE
FROM RUSSIA. ALRIGHT?
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO DO MY JOB!
OH, BE QUIET.
YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU'RE THE GREENHORN ON HERE.
YOU NEED TO START KEEPING YOUR MOUTH SHUT,
AND DOING AS YOU'RE TOLD.
I'VE ABOUT HAD IT.
WHAT DID I TELL YOU? I JUST SAID, "SHUT UP."
HE JUST SAID, "HOW MANY CRAB DO WE HAVE ONBOARD?"
YOU .
YOU KNOW WHAT? GET OFF DECK. YOU.
OH, NO. OH, NO.
HEY, I SAID "GET OFF DECK." I'M NOT KIDDING. BEAT IT.
GO!
NOBODY WANTS TO HEAR YOU ARGUE ANYMORE.
HEY, YOU CLOWN, I'M TALKING NOW!
THERE WE GO.
HONESTLY, I KNOW SOME RUSSIAN GUYS
THAT ARE IN THE SEAFOOD BUSINESS.
THEY ARE A NO-NONSENSE, TOUGH BUNCH OF GUYS.
THE THING IS, THIS GUY IS AN ARGUMENTATIVE
EGOTISTICAL FOOL.
WE'RE JUST TRYING TO GET THROUGH THIS.
Narrator: 62 MILES NORTHEAST...
OKAY, GUYS. GET THEM IN THE RACK.
...BECAUSE I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM SET ME DOWN.
Narrator: REFUSING TO TAKE GUFF FROM ANYONE...
...KEITH FIGHTS BACK.
TWO CAN PLAY THE GAME JUNIOR PLAYED LAST NIGHT.
HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON, HERE, BUD?
DOING THE SAME THING YOU'RE DOING -- JUST SETTING HERE.
YEAH, I SEE THAT, CAPTAIN.
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO SET A POT RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME,
ARE YOU, HERE?
WELL, I SET MY GEAR THE WAY I SET MY GEAR.
I'M NOT LEAVING ANY GAPS TO GIVE YOU CRAB.
I'M TAKING THIS SPOT.
DUDE, KEITH. DON'T DO IT!
DUMP IT.
Man: RIGHT ON!
WOW. SO THIS IS HOW WE'RE GONNA DO IT, HUH?
YOU START A BATTLE, PLAN ON FINISHING IT, BUDDY.
YEAH!
YEAH, GOD. SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE.
SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE.
GUESS WHAT?
THE CRAB ARE HERE.
WE GOT TO GET THEM.
IT'S NOT GONNA BE EASY
TO RESTAKE MY CLAIM IN THIS BUSINESS,
BUT I'M GONNA DO IT.
I'M NOT DEVIATING.
♪ I'VE BEEN GONE FOR MUCH TOO LONG ♪
Man: THANK YOU! THANK YOU, CRAB GODS!
THANK YOU, GUYS.