It's the final day of gator season,
and the rush to tag out heats up.
This is the last tags.
Got 20 tags left in here.
I've never turned in tags before in my life,
and I don't wanna start now.
Whoo!
-Whoa! -Whoa!
Hunters battle invasive predators...
No hook? Yeah, it's coyotes.
They eat the hook and everything.
Halfway through our day,
and we still have a lot of tags left to fill.
-Whoa. -Whoo!
And one mistake can end your season early.
What the hell you doing?
Hurry up, watch the gator. Aah!
♪ ♪
the sun rises
on the final day of alligator season
in southern louisiana.
Over in pierre part,
king of the swamp troy landry
prepares his armada's final tags
for one last assault on the bayou.
13, 14, 15.
You know, I love alligator hunting.
I'm never gonna get tired of alligator hunting.
I'm very happy the day we tag out,
but then the next day
I could sit home and cry all day because I wanna go out.
I don't have to hunt hard like I used to hunt to be happy,
but I wanna go every day.
-Okay, brother. -What's that?
This is the last tags. We got 20.
We got 20 tags left in here.
Y'all gotta fill these today.
We got about the same amount, okay?
Don't come home with an empty tag.
Make sure you fill 'em all, all right?
10-4.
Going into this last day like this,
we always wanna try to end on a good note.
And, you know, we making memories.
We carrying on a tradition that we've brought up, you know,
and was raised doing.
So, you know, I enjoy it and I always feel like,
you know, every time we fill that many tags,
we doing our part
and keeping the numbers in check
and keeping people safe.
Definitely got one here, big d.
-Ooh, meat on the line. -Oh, yeah, don.
Ohh, yeah, don.
Oh, lookie here, lookie here.
Oh, yeah.
[whistles] oh, he's pissed, too.
He's got that thing in a bind, partner.
Watch that line.
He gonna tear the tree down, jacob.
Oh, yeah.
-Whoo! Lookie here. -That's a good one.
That's what I'm talking about right here. Oh, yeah.
There he goes, there he goes, there he goes!
[bleep] damn.
Better slow him down!
Trying. He ain't put his head up yet.
He knows what he's doing.
Aah! Aah!
Put some holes in him!
[gunshot]
he still ain't dead.
Again!
[gunshot]
lord mercy.
That's what we here for, don.
-Whoo! -Huh?
Thought he gonna pop the line before we got him in here.
One, two, three.
This massive 10 1/2-foot, 500-pound monster
starts the boys off on the right foot,
but don knows they have a tall order to fill.
End of the season, 20 tags, one day to tag out.
I mean, it's not that we won't catch a few.
I know we're gonna catch some, but I don't know about no 20.
He's in the boat, baby.
All we got is 19 more to go.
17 miles north in bayou sorrel,
willie edwards and his son little willie
kick off their final day of the season
with only a handful of tags left to fill.
And willie has saved one of his favorite spots
for this special day.
This ain't really no big, big area,
but them alligators, they love this place.
It's tag-out day and everything, and you wanna make sure
that you got enough alligators on hooks to tag out.
And where I put out at is a new territory.
I ain't fished it yet this year. I usually fish it every year,
but I ain't fished it yet this year.
And when I was putting out hooks,
I seen a lot of big, big alligators.
And looks like it's gonna be a good day.
-See the hook down. -See the rope, huh?
Where's the rope?
At the top of that limb.
Stretched. Just going down.
What you got there?
It's hung up.
You got anything you feel like pulling on it?
Whoa, we got him.
Got a brute right here.
Yeah, I feel him yanking it.
What that is?
-Oh, hold on. -Whoa, that's a big one!
He's about to pop it.
He ain't gonna pop it.
Get him up here. Come on.
Gotta get a shot on him.
Good lord!
That is a brute, willie.
Biggest one of the season, I think.
I believe so.
Gol.
Look at that thing there.
Gotta roll him, son.
Got a problem getting the tail over in the boat.
Look what an alligator.
I mean, that's a brute.
This 12-plus-footer has the boys flying high.
Goddog!
But for willie, the end of the season
always gets him thinking.
And it's a good feeling,
but it's like a bittersweet moment.
I mean, I love having my son on the boat,
spending time with my son,
and I ain't ready to quit just yet.
But that's all the tags I got. That's what I gotta do.
That's a brute.
You go out with a bang, you go out with a bang.
Goddog!
21 miles southeast, in the canals of lake verret,
with four of 20 tags already filled,
troy knows the end is near
and reflects on his season with his rookie deckhand pickle.
When you first started, the first few days,
I gave you a what, a "1"?
Yeah. What I got now?
Now I give you a 10.
-I got a 10? -You got a 10.
Troy landry gave me a 10.
-What? What? -What?
That's a proud moment right there.
You know why? 'cause you got it right here.
-Aw. -All heart.
Give me a hug.
110% every day.
When we all said and done and pickles goes back home,
I'm gonna miss her.
I really enjoyed hunting with her this year.
I'm glad I took a chance,
and a lot of times I got burned in the past.
But I took a chance on her just because of one of my friends.
And I'm happy that she's in the boat with me.
What we got, pickle?
Looks empty to me. Ain't got nothin' on there.
Looks limp? Nothing?
Limp.
-Limp-limp? -Limp-limp.
-I don't know, I don't know. -Maybe not.
Look at the water lilies all wet.
-Oh, no. -Oh, no. Look here.
-We got something. -It ain't limp.
He was just all tangled up.
Whoo! Whoo!
Watch him. Whoo!
Whoa! Watch him, baby girl.
Oh, [bleep], you all right?
Yeah.
Show him who's the boss. Aah!
Oh, oop-oop-oop. That was my shot. Damn.
Yup. Shoot him, shoot him. Shoot him! Whoo!
-Oh,yeah. -Shoot him!
[gunshot]
all right. You all right?
-Yeah. -I got you?
Ready? Ready? One, two, three.
Ho-ho-ho.
-That's what I'm talking about. -Good job.
This eight-footer is not a giant,
but gets the team one tag closer
to heading home for the season.
You weady? Weady, weady, weady?
We're knocking them out.
-Yeah, we're catching good. -It's our last day.
Yeah.
95 miles east in biloxi marsh,
ronnie adams and ashley "dead eye" jones
have a few small gators in the boat,
and the quick start has ronnie excited about tagging out.
Yeah, girly, I'm so jacked up.
11 tags left. We gotta get 'em done.
I can't believe the season's already coming to the end.
I'm telling you, girl,
I just wanna hear that last one go clickity-click.
I'll make it happen for you. Don't you worry.
I'm so stoked right now.
It's the last day of the season.
Well, I'm kinda stoked and I'm kinda sad all in one.
I hate to see it being over,
but I'm jacked up that it's coming to an end, baby.
You can be in shape for anything after an alligator season.
Oh, yeah, you'll be in shape for anything.
Go play a couple games in the nfl if you wanted.
That's right.
It's a bittersweet feeling.
It's the last day of the season,
but it's also been a long season.
You know, I'm really gonna miss waking up and killing gators.
It's fun.
Dude, look at the shrimp jumping.
Yeah, look at them.
I don't even see the line.
Oh, the line's back in the woods.
Another animal took our line, che.
You need some bait?
Yeah, just sling me a piece of chicken
out that open one over here.
Yeah, that's what happened.
I think one of them birds took it.
Thank you, boo.
You're welcome. Can't believe a bird would eat rotten chicken.
Yeah, well, whatever they did,
they took it and got it all mangled.
Oh, man, look, the whole...
-Broke the line. -What?
Yeah, whatever took it broke the line.
I can't get over that, but I'm gonna fix it.
Finding this empty line has ronnie a little concerned,
but with more lines to run,
he's still focused on getting the job done.
I got one more right up on that other point.
All right, get in gear. Let's go.
I set out a ton of lines,
and the chicken's just not paying off.
And I was really a little worried about the bait.
But we're gonna push through and tag out
and try to fill the boat
with as many aggressive alligators as possible.
Oh, I see the chicken.
Oh, man, hopefully it's just something.
Maybe he hit it so hard he knocked it off.
The line's straight out.
But it's going back up underneath the boat, ronnie.
That's all right.
Can you feel it? Oh, yeah.
Let me just make sure he don't cut the line here.
Get the gun. Let's go with this.
-Go this over your head. -Okay.
'cause he's on this side of the boat.
All right, che, let's see what we got here
because he feels heavy, girl.
-Ooh! -Ooh! Hold on to him!
I don't want him to go up under the boat, che.
Me, either.
It's shredded at the edge, too.
-Come on, ash! -Watch out!
-Whoo! -Whoa!
Mm-mm. You got him?
Yeah, I got him.
I lost my balance there.
Man, this--this is not good, che.
Hold on to him.
He's gonna pop the line.
This is a good one here, girly.
Get off that motor, man.
-Come on, baby. -Don't like that.
Let me get on this side. Let me get on this side.
Okay. Here we go.
You folded him, baby!
Whoo!
What a job, boy.
I can't believe that!
Oh, thank you, jesus.
There we go.
Grab his leg, che.
There you go. You ready? One, two, three.
There we go.
One, two, three.
There we go, baby!
Get in the boat!
This 10-foot, 425-pound monster gets the team back on track,
but they both know
there's work to be done to tag out today.
I mean, we got lines, but we gotta fill these tags, baby.
Pretty much.
I just hope we're able to.
Back in bayou sorrel,
the edwards boys are thriving
in willie's last-day honey hole.
How many tags you got in that bucket left up there?
We got four tags.
-Huh? -Four tags.
Four tags? We got five lines left out.
But do what we gotta do,
but it's starting off a good morning.
We got good alligators in the boat,
nothin' but big ones.
And we keep going like this,
we gonna be tagged out pretty quick.
This one's the biggest one, I think.
Yeah, the middle one.
It's a monster.
We still got some more hooks left, boy.
With five lines left to run
and four tags to fill,
the boys head to the next line.
Where's the rope going?
It's wrapped up.
Rope coming straight out in the bayou on some vines there.
-He's right here. -I just seen that vine move.
He's on it.
Watch your hands. Watch your hands.
What it feel like?
He's heavy.
Golly!
Whoa! He's about to break that.
Watch your hands. Too close right there.
Goddog!
Hold it, hold it.
Get him up here. Hold the rope.
[gunshot]
a big one.
Ah! Aah!
Turn him that-a-way.
Let him roll. Come on, help me roll him.
Grab this arm and roll it over.
[grunting]
goddog.
I mean, back to back.
This 12-foot, 550-pound behemoth
has little willie flying high.
Goddog, goddog!
But with every catch,
the reality of gator season ending is sinking in.
Last day of the season.
I'm kinda bummed out and everything.
I know we got the tags done
and I know we tagging out this year,
but I'm not ready to go.
I mean, it feels like we just started the season,
we just started catching alligators
and just started having fun.
I hope the last one's on a tag like that,
on an alligator like that.
That is a big one.
-Goddog! -Too much of a brute.
Goddog. [both laugh]
back in the lake verret area,
troy and pickle are motoring through their lines.
For pickle, making it through the season
with the king of the swamp has been an eye-opening experience.
This is the last day of the season.
It's a monumental moment for me, I would say,
because right then and there in that moment,
it hit me that I made it through a season
and I pushed through and I really got the job done.
And I proved a lot to myself and I'm proud of me.
Look like I saw some movement.
Yeah, I saw the limb moving a little bit, huh?
What we got, cinderella?
Oh, okay. Get the gun.
Whoo!
Oh, watch him, watch him.
Oh, he's fighting good.
-Give me a shot! -Oh!
-Trying to bite it. -Shoot him! Shoot him!
[gunshot]
whoo!
Good job, cinderella, good job!
Oh, he put up a fight, huh?
What?
Girl.
With this feisty gator,
eight of the remaining 20 tags have been filled,
and pickle springs a surprise last-day treat on her captain.
I got you something in there, in that ice chest.
You got me something in the ice chest?
Yeah, you got something in there.
Mmm. What the hell you got there? Huh?
That's some chocolate for you, a little secret recipe.
-You made that? -Yeah, I made that last night.
That's a little family secret recipe right there.
Girl.
Is it good? [laughs]
yeah? You like that?
It's very good.
Mmm, mmm.
I love chocolate,
and I think when me eating chocolate
is kinda like when popeye used to eat spinach.
I feel strong and happy after that.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
-You want some? -Yeah, throw me piece.
You can't have the whole bag.
Mm-mmm.
Take a little break.
Get you a little piece of chocolate.
That's a good little snack.
Oh, yeah, that's good.
Now put that back in the ice chest.
Yup, we're gonna save a little bit for later.
Seven miles west,
jacob and don have filled five of their remaining 20 tags.
Now they need to pick up the pace
if they hope to fill them all by day's end.
Today's the last day. We gotta fill 'em and move on.
What if we don't fill 'em today?
We lose 'em.
A lot of times we always planning the end part of our day
before we finish the beginning and the midway part.
And running lines quickly is dangerous
and never a good ending
whenever you got so many variables in the boat.
Oh, d, grab me them tags that's in the yellow envelope, please.
All right.
I'm out back here.
Here, catch, jacob.
Jacob!
What the hell you doing?
What the frick?
What the hell you did?
Don't know what the hell you was doing.
Scared the [bleep] out of me.
You got the tags, huh?
Not yet I don't.
Next thing you know, I heard a big splash in the water.
I thought it was an alligator taking off.
I looked back, he's up to his shoulders in the water.
He doesn't realize the dangers
and how fast them alligators can actually swim.
I think once he does, he'll realize that what he's doing
is really, really dangerous.
I look up and there's about a seven, eight-footer
going straight towards don
while he's, you know, thrashing around.
He's feeling around for the tags
and making all kinds of splashing.
Don, look over there. Hurry up!
-Oh, you got 'em? -Got 'em, jacob. I got 'em.
Oh, hurry up. Watch it. Watch the gator! I'll try to--
hurry, get in.
Give me the tags.
-Aah! -Got it?
More worried about the tags than you.
I just grabbed the gun
that I shoot the gators in the water with
and just started shooting in the water,
and, luckily, it scared the gator off and went down.
You all right?
Yeah, pull my boot off.
That son of a bitch got four pounds of water in it.
[whistles] lord mercy.
When you're running this fast, anything could go wrong.
So, I mean, this is one of the examples,
me throwing the tags out of the boat,
throwing them to jacob,
which could've been a very bad deal.
How would you like to go back and tell troy landry
you just lost 10 tags?
Lord have mercy, would've never heard the end of it.
You know, we were already behind schedule
before this all happened,
and even more so after this, so we just gotta hustle.
We gonna grind and hopefully
we'll get these tags filled by the end of the day.
Whew.
My freaking heart's still racing.
Son of a gun.
102 miles east,
realizing they have bait-stealing bandits
in the area,
ronnie and ashley are feeling the pressure to tag out.
Man, that looks like the tree I might've would've put it on.
Yeah. I thought I saw a line for half a second.
It should have that flag and--
-is that a coyote? -Where?
Or a deer?
No, that's a coyote. You wanna shoot him?
Yeah.
I kinda feel bad about that.
He's not a baby deer.
He looks so much like a dog, it's hard.
Coyotes are not native to louisiana
and are considered a nuisance species.
They've been in the state since the 1950s,
and it's legal to hunt them year round.
Louisiana offers a $50 bounty on the unwelcome predators.
You wanna shoot him?
It looks like a dog. I feel bad.
He's not mangy like ours are.
Yeah. He's a little mangy. Let him go.
We're halfway through our day,
and we still have, you know, a lot of tags left to fill
and not a lot of lines.
That's just a huge amount of pressure
because it doesn't feel like it's gonna happen.
There it is right there, all the way in the back again.
Might be coyotes taking it.
It may be a coyote doing it.
Probably why his ass is out here.
Like to catch him on a hook.
-Yeah, they bad. -Something else.
No hook? Yeah, it's coyotes.
They eat the hook and everything.
He better be glad I didn't know that at the time.
See why we couldn't see the flagging?
Damn.
Nah, don't bait this line here. We ain't gonna do that no more.
We'll just leave that one line we got baited already.
With all the evidence he needs
and the day quickly slipping away,
ronnie decides it's time to move.
Fortunately, the rest of their lines
are set in the marsh away from the coyotes.
Bunch of thieving motherhumpers, I tell you.
What they think, we put that there for them?
I reckon. I sure hope they got a alligator over here.
Oh, yeah, we got a good one, che.
Boy, he looks like he got a little weight to him, huh?
Okay!
We got a good one here, papa.
Ooh-whoo!
Whoo! Yes, indeed, baby.
Hold on.
He done woke up now, che-che.
-Whoa! -Whoo!
That line's shredded, baby. Come on.
You gotta get the shot on him soon as you can, che.
Don't wanna lose him.
[gunshot]
look at the line shredded.
Lookie here. Look how bad he is.
Trying to get off, hadn't he?
Look how sh...
He was close to shredding that puppy, girl.
It's definitely a big nine, 10-footer.
He's nine all day.
Yes, indeed, che, let's turn him around.
-If I can get it. -He got up under the boat, huh?
Yeah he's all up under the boat, this mother.
Unh, all right.
One, two, three.
There we go.
One, two, three. There we go, baby.
I'm kind of working and stressing a little bit.
I mean, we halfway through the lines right now.
We still got a handful of tags left, so I'm scared.
I'm really nervous about filling these tags.
I got to fill these tags.
Click, click!
Give me some of that, girl.
Jacked up, girl. You got me stoked.
Meanwhile, on a lake verret canal,
after coasting through the first half of their day,
troy and pickle still have a number of tags left,
and the clock is ticking. Fast.
We gotta focus on this area.
I really need these filled today.
All right.
The first part of the day, we were catching real good.
And I thought we'd have done filled our tags by now,
but we running kind of behind.
I don't know what we got here.
Looks like it goes around the tree.
Be careful.
Oh, man. It's all wrapped up.
-Oop. -Got something?
Whoo! Lord have mercy.
Boy, he's pulling.
Give me a shot.
Bring him up.
All right, you ready?
-Whoa! -Whoa!
Whoo!
He's trying to wrap up.
All right, hurry, hurry. Shoot!
Ha ha!
Another eight-foot beast in the boat
and the realization of the task at hand has troy concerned.
What we got? What number we on? What tag is it?
I think we down to seven or eight.
Think we down to eight now.
Eight, I think. Yeah, eight.
-Eight tags. -Whoo-hoo.
I've never turned in tags before in my life,
and I don't wanna start now.
But it might come a day when we don't tag out, you know.
But I just hope it's not today.
-I'm just maybe panicking. -Yeah.
That's that old folks anxiety.
-That's what they call that. -Sometimes I panic.
Back in bayou long,
jacob and don have been behind the eight ball
since almost losing their tags overboard.
They continue to hurry, but time is not on their side.
Got about 10 tags left,
so we sure don't wanna turn them in.
The little bit of time
that don spent looking for the tags and all that,
every minute is critical on the water.
And this day proves to be true
because we probably halfway through our lines,
and we not catching what we need to be catching by now
to fill these 20 tags.
-Got one. -Got one? Dang.
Lookie here, lookie here.
All right, I got it, I got it.
He's coming right to the boat.
He's a good'un, he's a good'un.
-Hold tight, dude! -There he goes, there he goes.
Aah!
Oh, yeah.
Turn around, turn around!
-Stand up and he'll pull. -Aah!
Slow him down. I can't hold him!
I ain't got a shot yet.
He don't wanna come up.
True sign of a big one.
Aah!
Oh, I mean...
Got to come to that side, I think.
-Don't turn. -Turn tight.
Aah!
Pretty good. He going 10-foot.
All right.
One, two, three.
He's a tagger. Another good'un.
Yep.
This 10-foot, 400-pound beast
is just what the team needed to keep their spirits high
as they continue to rush through their lines.
We needed to catch a big gator like this
to kinda get our morale up.
And, hopefully, we can, you know, continue to catch gators
to fill those 20 and get out of here.
-One tag. -Hell, yeah.
I don't know if we're gonna make it,
but we're getting closer.
We need to hurry up and pick up the pace.
We running out of time.
Meanwhile, in bayou sorrel,
willie and little willie
find themselves on the verge of tagging out,
and willie's proud
of what they've accomplished this season.
Got one tag left.
One tag left?
-One tag. -Man.
Yeah, me and my son,
we took out a lot of alligators this season
and a lot of big alligators.
And I feel like we knocked down
a pretty good little hole in 'em.
And we take out them big bull alligators,
and that's gonna knock hundreds of little ones out.
And, I mean, we done what we can do,
and I hope we done a good job.
Ooh, I see, boy, we got a bull if that was him.
Yeah, that's him. Another bull, willie.
He got that line stretched tight.
Another bull.
Look at the bubbles throwing up out there.
Oh, yeah, we got something big.
Oh, it's 10-foot.
10-foot?
We catching nothin' but brutes.
That's a big gator.
Goddog. Tear your fingers off.
Biting my boat.
Look what a alligator. Whoa!
Watch it, boy!
-Aah! -Come on.
Whoo-hoo.
Come on, get him up here.
Oh, a big one.
Hold him. Hold him, hold him.
-Oh! -Turn him around.
Get him over here.
Here he come, here he come.
Another monster.
Monster ain't the word.
I'll grab his leg down there.
-I got it. -Ready?
Let's go.
Ready?
Right there.
Gol.
This 10-foot, 500-pound monster
caps a long but prosperous season
for this father-and-son team.
Gol!
Goddog!
From last season to this season,
my son, willie, he improved a lot and I'm proud of him.
He's progressing and wanting to learn about alligator hunting.
And, I mean, I hope he wants to alligator hunt in his future
and hope he just keeps what I teach him in his head
and learn from it.
Last tag, and we done for the season right here.
Goddog.
Look what a one to go out on.
Look at that. One tag left.
Look at the size we got, though, to go out on.
I mean, that's a gator and a half.
Last one.
Just about the whole edwards family
been alligator hunting.
I'm the fourth and it's just something
that's been going on in our family for a long time,
years and years and years.
But we're passing it down and everything,
and I'm gonna pass it down to my kids one day.
Another season under our belts.
-We tagged out now. -Done.
Head on to the house, huh?
102 miles west,
after a long and productive afternoon,
jacob and don are looking for one more monster
to tag out on a high note.
All right, big d, this is the last tag, bubba.
I tell you what. I didn't think we was gonna make it today.
Good riddance.
You know, every year getting to the end of the season
it seems like it's always a good feeling.
And every year, it gets better and better and better.
And I don't know if it's 'cause I'm getting older or what,
but I enjoy the end of the season
a whole lot more than what I used to.
See where it's tied, d?
Oh, yeah, right there.
Oh, oh, oh, there he is, there he is!
Bring him on up.
Here we go, here we go!
Aah!
Hold on, big d!
Watch your fingers, watch your fingers.
I'm trying.
-That's a good'un. -Let me get my feet back.
Going back. Watch it, jacob!
-He's under the boat. -Yeah.
Come back here.
Aah!
-Another good one here, eh? -Ooh, yeah.
Aah!
[laughs]
tagged out, big boy, last one!
Boom, baby.
Ready? One, two, three.
[both exhaling]
what a way to end the day.
Went swimming today, we've lost tags,
end of the day caught a swamp donkey.
I mean, you can't ask for better.
Look here, look here, look here, look here!
No more. No more.
There's no better feeling and no better sound
than to hear that last tag click at the end of the season.
Every year it sounds so sweet.
You know, in the end, we're carrying on a tradition
that we was raised doing, so, you know, I enjoy it.
And I always feel like, you know,
every time we fill that many tags,
we're doing our part and keeping the numbers in check
and keeping people safe.
Damn, what a rough day.
Yeah, we caught 20 tags, though.
It's what we came in here to do.
We done it. We got it. Knocked them out.
Back east, in biloxi marsh,
after a morning dealing with bait bandits,
ronnie and ashley are down to their final tag of the season.
But they're also down to their last line as well.
Last line. That ain't good.
Yeah, we still got one more tag.
One tag left, papa, you know.
I got this one tag left in my hand.
We got to fill it.
If we don't fill it on this line,
hey, I'm not giving a tag back to the wildlife.
We gonna treble hook a gator or we gonna snipe it,
one or the other, if I ain't got the last gator on this line.
Down, down.
Where's he at?
He's right there. He's still wrapped.
See if we can get his head up, che.
Oh!
Oh, he's wrapping up, this motherhumper.
Once that line comes to an end, he's gonna snap it.
I got a foot left.
-He's about to pop it! -Coño!
-Ooh! -Oh, my god.
He's under the boat.
We're gonna have to go to the other side.
-Oh, my god. -I'm gonna treble this big boy
so we don't have to rely on that line,
'cause he's about to pop it.
-All right. -Oh, yeah.
All right, we in him, baby.
Get him, get him, girl.
Come on, get the shot.
[gunshot] good job.
Goodbye!
Last tag. We got the son of a bitch!
Just when I thought it wasn't gonna happen, boom!
That's a big motherhumper to finish the line on, baby.
All right.
Oh, yeah, this is a hammer here, che.
One, two, three.
This is a big freakin' gator, girl.
There we go.
Yeah.
One, two, three. There we go.
Oh, yeah.
I'm so relieved to tag out.
I mean, it's just been an extremely difficult season.
A lot of unexpected things happened.
And we killed more alligators this season
than we have in the past. And it feels good
to be able to get all these gators out of here.
Now I feel like I can finally breathe and just relax.
All the work's done.
Oh, gosh.
Bittersweet.
That's sweet though, baby. I love it.
Last tag.
I love it, girl.
Hey, I'm so stoked on this season.
We put a huge dent into the gator population this year.
But the 11 months we off,
all they gonna do is be repopulating, breeding.
So we gotta prepare ourselves.
Because, hey, 11 months from now,
there's gonna be another set,
another group of big, aggressive gators
that gotta come out the water, baby.
Last one. Wish I could record this sound.
Click-click.
Good job, che.
All right. Whoo!
Good job, dead eye jones.
Good job, captain ronnie.
What a way to end it.
All said and done.
Nothing but the crying left now.
I'm tired. Take me to the house.
Back in the lake verret area,
after a rough patch in the middle of their day,
troy and pickle have just one tag left,
and finally, the finish line is in sight.
We almost tagged out now, baby girl!
Oh, yeah. We're knocking them out.
It felt like a few weeks ago,
we were never gonna get to this point.
We had so many tags to fill
and looking at all of them little white tags
sitting on the table, it just... There's no end
until there is.
Ho-ho-ho-ho! Ho-ho!
Oh, yeah, boy.
Whoo! We got a tree shaker!
-Tree shaker! -Got something here, shorty.
Look at him over there. Look at him. Look, look.
It's tight, huh?
-Huh? -It's tight.
Look at that!
Ooh, look at him.
Feels like a good one?
Oh, it's tight. That's a tight line.
You ready? Get your gun, get your gun.
I got it, baby girl, I got it.
Whoa! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Nice alligator.
Oh, come on.
Don't let him pull you in.
We got him. Whoo.
Whoo, lord have mercy.
Oh, he's fighting good.
Give me a shot, cinderella, give me a shot!
Get him, shoot, shoot! Get him, quick!
He's gonna get away.
Ooh, he's coming up.
[both laugh]
whoo! Whoo!
-You know what this is, huh? -That's it.
I know what this is.
-You know what this one is! -Oh, yeah.
Let's drag him to the front of the boat.
What a way to end the season.
You know how many tags we got left?
-Zero. -None.
Good job, baby girl!
Boy, and what a way to tag out.
-Need some help? -I think I got him.
I might need some help, I don't know.
Tagging out on this aggressive fighter
has the team flying high.
Always knew you couldn't judge a book by its cover,
but hunting with pee wee this year, I reinforced that.
You know, looking at her,
it don't look like she'd be a hustler.
But what she lacks in muscles,
she makes up in everything else.
-I want you to come tag it. -Okay.
You won helper of the year award.
Helper of the year? [laughs]
pickle is welcome to come back on my boat anytime.
As a matter of fact, I would like to have her back next year.
Last one.
What?
You excited? Huh?
Last tag of the year, baby.
Whoo-hoo! This feels good.
I would love to come back
and help mr. Troy another season.
I mean, it's just a whole life experience
being in the boat with him.
He makes the season.
He's just a kick to hang out with,
and I would love to come back and spend some time with him.
He's like family now.
We tagged out, we tagged out!
Whoo! [both laugh]
it's not the funky chicken, it's the funky alligator.
I ain't got enough room to do the alligator in here.
Whoo! [both laugh]
you know, I love hunting alligators.
I hope I hunt alligators till the day I die.
But the best part of hunting alligators
is the day you tag out.
But then tomorrow, I'm gonna be crying
because I'm out of tags
and I can't go alligator hunting.
So it's bittersweet.
Can't tell you how happy I am to be done.
That's it.
And what a way to go, huh?
I know, huh?
What a way to end the season, huh?
Go out with a bang.