[ ZAYDE WOLF'S "WILL I FALL" PLAYS ]
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Keith: THERE'S DAYS OUT HERE...
THAT YOU'LL NEVER FORGET.
WATCH OUT! HANG ON, HANG ON!
-HOLY [BLEEP]. -IT HIT HIM HARD IN THE CHEST.
-HE'S BLEEDING. -[ EXHALES SHARPLY]
Keith: I WISH WE HAD AS MANY GOOD DAYS...
...AS WE'VE HAD BAD.[ SIREN WAILING ]
â™ª AND I'VE BEEN TOUCHING ALL THE SHADOWS â™ª
Josh: MY DAD HAD A STROKE. OH, MY GOD.
â™ª THEY'RE HIDING IN MY HEAD â™ª
BUT YOU'RE DOING SO GOOD.
â™ª WILL I FALL? â™ª
OH, MY GOD.
[ SIREN WAILING ]
â™ª OR WILL I SURVIVE? â™ª
YOU DON'T KNOW WHEN YOU'RE GONNA GET HIT...
BUT YOU GOT TO TAKE IT
BECAUSE THE BERING SEA HAS NO MERCY.
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]â™ª OR WILL I SURVIVE â™ª
WE DON'T WANT ANY INJURIES.
WATCH IT, WATCH IT!
Josh: THIS IS SCARY. THIS IS WAYUP HERE.
WE'RE OUT WHERE NOT EVEN THE HELICOPTERS CAN MAKE IT.
Sig: I GOT TO BE OUT HERE. SOMEBODY'S GOT TO RUN THE CRANE.
OKAY!
EVERYBODY'S GOT TO CHIP IN HERE.
Tyler: WE GOT A BUNCH OF WATER DOWN IN THE GALLEY SLOSHING AROUND.
WHAT THE [BLEEP]?
Keith: EVERY TIME I COME OUT HERE,
SHE TRIES TO BREAK ME.
YOU'VE GOT A CHOICE --
GET UP OR LAY DOWN.
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
HELLO, WIZARD.
â™ª WILL I FALL? â™ª
HELLO?
THIS IS KEITH.
â™ª OR WILL I SURVIVE? â™ª
[ ECHOING RADIO BEEPING ]
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Narrator: 295 MILES NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR...
...ON THE CORNELIA MARIE.
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THAT'S WHAT WAS BUGGING ME.
RIGHT IN THE CHEEKS, THE OLD CHAPSTICK.
-[ LAUGHS ] -GOD!
[ LAUGHS ]
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Josh: YOU KNOW, ON A 10-DAY SOAK, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT.
Narrator: AFTER THEIR EARLY TRIP TO THE GROUNDS
WAS CUT SHORT BY WINTER'S WRATH...
YOU GOT 28, 29 POTS IN THE WATER.
THESE POTS HAVE SOAKED LONG ENOUGH.
LET'S SEE THIS BABY. JUST CHECK HER BLOCK FULL.
...CAPTAINS JOSH HARRIS AND CASEY McMANUS ARE BACK,
READY FOR ROUND TWO.
WE'RE GONNA LOAD THIS BITCH UP.
MAKE THIS A PROFITABLE SEASON FOR THE OLD C.M.
SOME PEOPLE THAT ARE LEASING THEIR QUOTA OUT
ARE GONNA RECOGNIZE THIS AND BE MORE INCLINED
TO GIVE US $1 MILLIONS-WORTH OF QUOTA.
I'LL BE REAL HAPPY.
NOW, THE YOUNG SKIPPER'S LAST HURDLE
BETWEEN THEM AND VICTORY --
THE HARSHEST WINTER SEASON IN NEARLY A DECADE.
SEE WHAT HAPPENS HERE.
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FIRST POT COMING UP!
HOPEFULLY, THERE'S SOMETHING GOOD IN IT.
I'D LIKE TO SEE 300.
[ BELL DINGS ]
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[ GROANS ] NOT GOOD.
-HEY... -[ HOCKS ]
Casey: THIS SUCKS.
WHAT DO WE GOT ON THAT LINE?
-I WOULD SAY 70. -60.
[ SUCKS TEETH ] THAT'S NOT ENOUGH.
THESE BETTER DO BETTER.
IS THE FIRST POT A LIAR?
Man: WHAT DO WE GOT, WHAT DO WE GOT?
NOT WHAT WE WERE LOOKING FOR.
Casey: [ GROANS ]
10 DAYS, WHATEVER COULD GET OUT, DID.
YEAH.
Narrator: THE LONGER A POT SITS ON THE BOTTOM,
THE TOLL OF RIPPING TIDES INCREASES,
ROBBING THE BAIT OF ITS SCENT
AND ITS CRAB-ATTRACTING PROPERTIES.
WITHOUT FRESH MEAT TO FIGHT FOR,
THE CRAB LEAVE THE BAIT AND THE POT BEHIND.
YEAH.
THESE POTS HAVE BEEN SOAKING FOR OVER A WEEK.
ROGER!
NOW, WITH NO INTEL ABOUT THE SCHOOL'S LOCATION,
THE CAPTAINS STACK AND MOVE, ON THE HUNT AGAIN.
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Man: [ GROANS LOUDLY ]
NO, THERE AIN'T NO CRAB DOWN HERE.
[ EXHALES HEAVILY ]
EMPTY POTS AND A VAST CRAB GROUND AROUND THEM...
YOU CAN'T SIT DOWN HERE AND DIG THROUGH THIS STUFF.
WE GOT TO GET REAL SERIOUS ABOUT PRODUCTION HERE.
REAL SERIOUS.
...JOSH AND CASEY ARE UNWILLING TO GO QUIETLY INTO THE NIGHT.
THEY TURN THEIR SIGHTS TO THE NORTH.
WHAT, UH -- WHAT'S YOUR PLAN OF ACTION HERE?
[ LAUGHS ]
Casey: [ LAUGHS ]
WE'RE GONNA BE WAYCLOSER TO RUSSIA THAN THE U.S.
KIND OF SCARY.
THE YOUNG CAPTAINS HAVE A CHOICE --
CONTINUE TO SCRATCH OUT THEIR QUOTA DOWN SOUTH
OR MAKE THE JOURNEY FAR NORTH...[ SONAR BLIPPING ]
...200 MILES TO THE RUSSIAN LINE.
SEE ICE, SEE CRAB.
YOU KNOW, IF WE'RE GONNA MAKE A BIG, BALLSY MOVE LIKE THIS
AND GO ALL THE WAY NORTH, IT'S A VERY DANGEROUS THING.
IF ANYBODY GETS HURT, IT WOULD BE SIX, SEVEN HOURS
BEFORE A HELICOPTER WOULD BE ABLE TO GET TO US.
BUT THE QUESTION IS --
WHAT DO YOU THINK, CASE?
LET'S DO THIS, MAN.
IT'S OKAY. WE'RE READY.
UHHH...
OKAY.
WE'RE GONNA DO IT. YEAH!
[ BOTH LAUGH ]
OH, [BLEEP].
NEXT STOP, RUSSIA.
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Narrator: JUST 30 MILES TO THE NORTH...
Jake: IT IS JUST MISERABLE OUT THERE.
...THE BERING SEA GREETS THE SAGA'SRETURN TO THE GROUNDS...
...WITH RAVAGING WINDS AND BREAKERS.
IT'S NICE UP HERE, BUT I CAN'T IMAGINE
IT'S TOO COMFORTABLE OUTSIDE.
Narrator: AFTER OFF-LOADING 100,000 POUNDS OF CRAB
DURING A SUCCESSFUL EARLY TRIP, CAPTAIN JAKE ANDERSON
LEADS HIS CREW BACK INTO THE TEETH OF THE GALE...
Man: IT'S BEEN REAL WET OUT HERE.
...AND TO THEIR FIRST POT OF A 25-POT STRING.
I HAVE ROUGHLY 230,000 POUNDS LEFT TO GET,
SO WE GOT A WAYS TO GO.
THIS IS 58 FATHOMS.
WE KNOW THERE'S CRAB HERE IN 60.
AND WE KNEW THERE'S CRAB HERE IN 58.
SO, WE'RE JUST SITTING ON THE INFORMATION THAT WE GOT.
SO, FIRST WE PROSPECT, THEN WE DIAL IN, THEN WE TARGET.
METHODICALLY HONING IN ON THE BIOMASS
THROUGH TRIAL AND ERROR...
I'M DOING EVERYTHING I CAN RIGHT NOW TO PRODUCE.
...EACH SUCCESSFUL STRING
BRINGS THE YOUNG SKIPPER ONE STEP CLOSER
TO SECURING OWNERSHIP ON THE SAGA.
ALRIGHT, SO, WE'RE ABOUT TO COME UP ON OUR FIRST POT HERE.
WE'RE READY TO GO?
YEAH, ROGER!
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ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO. LET'S SEE WHAT WE GET OUT OF THIS.
[ MEN SHOUTING ]
PULL OUT!
KEEP STRONG!
Man: FIRST POT OF THIS STRING.
[ CHEERING ]
BAM! LOOK AT THAT POT, [BLEEP].
HEY! HO!
LOOKS GOOD.
WHOO!
SO, FOR YOU BOYS AND GIRLS WHO ARE WATCHING AT HOME,
THIS IS WHAT WE WANT.
BIG CRAB AND CLEAN CRAB.
THEY'RE ALL KEEPERS, EVERY ONE.
COME ON, CRAB!
HOW MUCH YOU GET TO KEEP?
WHOO! BOOM!
[ CHEERING ]
LOOK AT THAT PILE, DUDE.
-WHOO! -OH, YEAH!
[ LAUGHING ]
YEAH! -WHOO!
THIS IS LOOKING GREAT. THIS IS A -- THIS IS NICE CRAB.
Narrator: ON TOP OF MONSTER NUMBERS...
THE POTS ARE GETTING BIGGER AND BIGGER AS THEY GO UP NORTH.
...JAKE CONTINUES HIS GAME OF CAT-AND-MOUSE.
I'M GONNA SET TO THE NORTHEAST, I'M GONNA SET TO THE NORTHWEST,
MAKE A BOUNDARY TO START OFF.
Man: YEAH!
TO KEEP UP WITH THE MOVING SCHOOL,
THE YOUNG CAPTAIN WILL SET A NORTHERN PERIMETER
TO CORRAL THE BIOMASS.
-YEAH, BABY! -HELL, YEAH.
-AH, [BLEEP]! -WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
-AH! -AH, [BLEEP].
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
-WHOO-HOO! -YEAH, BABY!
[ LAUGHING ]
Narrator: ON THE SAGA...
YEAH!
Man: HELL, YEAH!
-AH, [BLEEP]! -WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
-AH. -DAMN IT.
AH, [BLEEP].
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
MAN: [BLEEP]
STAY CALM, STAY CALM.
EVERYBODY'S OKAY, RIGHT?
Man: YEAH, ROGER!
DON'T BE SCORCHING UP MY TABLE DOWN THERE.
SORRY, JAKE!
THE DOGS WERE ON, ON THAT ONE, BOSS.
I -- I DON'T KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED, BUT...
OH...WELL...
DON'T WORRY ABOUT THAT -- JUST KEEP PUSHING FORWARD.
WE DON'T WANT ANY INJURIES.
GET THE TABLE OUT OF THE WAY.
Narrator: THE FORCE FROM SHAKING THE MASSIVE 7x8-FOOT POT
RIPS IT CLEAR OFF THE CLAMPS, HURLING 1,200 POUNDS
OF BONE-CRUSHING STEEL INCHES FROM THE CREW.
THAT'S WHY YOU DON'T STAND BEHIND HIM.
KILL A MAN.
CRAB FISHING, IT'S TERRIBLY MISERABLE
AND TERRIBLY DANGEROUS.
THE LAST THING THEY NEED IS ME YELLING AT THEM.
IT'LL BREAK THEM DOWN,
WHICH ULTIMATELY CAN DIMINISH THEIR MORALE.
JUST WANT TO GET THIS CAUGHT,
I WANT TO GET EVERYBODY HOME SAFE,
AND THAT'S BIG TASK.
I'M SETTING UP FOR THIS NEXT PIT.
I DON'T WANT ANYBODY GETTING THIS CRAB BUT ME.
-WHOO! -THERE YOU GO!
[ CHEERING ]
Narrator: 320 MILES SOUTHEAST.
KEITH: GO OUT THERE AND CATCH SOME CRAB.
Man: RIGHT ON, BABY!
LAST TO THE OPILIO STARTING GATE --
THE WIZARD.
HEY, GREGORY, COME OUT HERE FOR A MINUTE.
WITH BROTHER MONTE AT THE BEDSIDE
OF THEIR AILING FATHER,
CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN IS BACK IN COMMAND.
GOOD JOB ON THAT FIRST TRIP.
THANK YOU.
TRY ON A NEW HAT.
-OH-HO-HO. -OH-HO-HO!
Narrator: FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS...
HOLY [BLEEP]!
...GIVING PROPS TO ANOTHER MEMBER OF THE COLBURN CLAN.
I GUESS THAT MAKES IT OFFICIAL, HUH?
HIS GREENHORN AND NEPHEW, GREGORY.
-WEAR IT WITH PRIDE, MAN. -ALRIGHT, THANK YOU.
Keith: OVERHEAD!
Narrator: THOUGH THE LIGHT MOOD ON DECK IS CHOCK-FULL OF ANTICIPATION...
SO, WE'RE GETTING OUR LP GEAR ON RIGHT NOW,
THEN WE CAN GO FISHING.
-ALRIGHT. -...IN THE WHEELHOUSE,
A HEAVY FOREBODING DESCENDS UPON THE WIZARDCAPTAIN.
Keith: THIS WEATHER'S PROJECTED TO BE THE WORST WE'VE SEEN IN AWHILE.
AND, UH...
WE'RE NOT GONNA BE THE FIRST BOATS
OUT ON THE FISHING GROUNDS.
BUT, YOU KNOW, WE'VE GOT A JOB TO DO.
-LITTLE MORE, LITTLE MORE! -LITTLE MORE, LITTLE MORE?
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]
-KILL IT! -YEAH, YEAH.
[ CELLPHONE RINGS, BEEPS ]
Keith: HEY, MOUSE.
UH, THINGS ARE GOING GOOD.
THE OFF-LOAD WENT REALLY WELL.
SO CONGRATULATIONS, WELL DONE.
WELL, THAT'S GOOD NEWS, BECAUSE, UH,
HE WASN'T IN THE BEST OF SHAPE WHEN I LEFT.
[ LAUGHS ]
ALRIGHT, MAKE SURE YOU SAY GOODBYE FOR ME ONE MORE TIME
WHEN YOU LEAVE THE ROOM, ALRIGHT?
OKAY. ALRIGHT, MAN.
OKAY, BYE.
[ SIGHS HEAVILY ]
WELL...
MY JOB'S TO GET THIS BOAT READY TO GO OPILIO FISHING,
AND RIGHT NOW, MONTE'S JOB IS TO SEE DAD
AND, YOU KNOW, MORE THAN LIKELY, SAY FAREWELL.
WE'D LOVE TO BE THERE 24 HOURS A DAY
ON, YOU KNOW, A VIGIL, BUT, YOU KNOW, THE REALITY IS...
...I'VE GOT EIGHT FAMILIES RELYING ON ME.
SOPER'S GOT TWO KIDS, FREDDY HAS TWO KIDS,
TYLER HAS A... [ SIGHS HEAVILY ]
...A BABY ON THE WAY,
O.J.'s GOT A LITTLE DAUGHTER AND A FAMILY.
THE NEXT SIX-TO-EIGHT WEEKS,
WE'RE GONNA MAKE 80% OF OUR INCOME FOR THE YEAR.
THE FISHERY'S NOT GONNA WAIT FOR US,
SO WE HAVE TO GO OUT THERE AND CATCH CRAB.
WE'RE READY TO GO?
Man: YEAH, ROGER THAT.
Man: YEAH, BABY!
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[ CHEERING ]
WE'RE HEADING OUT FOR OPILIO 2019.
RACE FOR CRAB.
Narrator: 178 MILES NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR...
Sig: WE FINALLY GOT OUT HERE FOR THE OPIE SEASON.
...ABOARD THE NORTHWESTERN.
WE CHOSE TO GO EAST THIS YEAR.
SAME AREA WE WERE FISHING IN THE FALL.
WE SAW A SIGN OF OPIE'S EARLIER,
SO WE'RE BACK HERE TO CHECK IT OUT.
NOT ONLY THAT, I GOT A THREE-MAN CREW.
AND IT'S SAFER OUT HERE, YOU KNOW.
IT'S JUST CLOSER TO TOWN.
I JUST DON'T WANT TO GO SO FAR NORTH
WITH SUCH A LIMITED CREW.
AFTER THE HORRIBLE START THAT WE HAD AND THE BAD LUCK,
I JUST, UH --
I JUST CAN'T DO IT.
Narrator: THIS YEAR...WHOA.
...SIG'S BEEN THWARTED BY BREAKDOWNS...
DAMN IT! CRANE'S STILL TWO, THREE DAYS OUT!
...SHIPPING FAILURES...
...AN ENGINE ROOM FIRE... -HOLY [BLEEP].
...AND HIS BROTHER NORMAN'S SEIZURE
THAT LEFT HIM DOWN AN ENGINEER.
NO, DON'T [BLEEP] FILM THIS.
Sig: WE'RE A LITTLE JOHNNY-COME-LATELY THIS YEAR.
THE VETERAN CAPTAIN STARTS HIS OPILIO SEASON TWO WEEKS LATE,
ONE MAN SHORT, AND A WITH A CRANE ON BORROWED TIME.
WE'RE ABOUT TO START SETTING,
SO HOPEFULLY, WE'LL CHANGE OUR LUCK AROUND HERE.
[ RADIO BEEPS ]YOU READY?
-YEAH. -ROGER.
OKAY, FIRST POT OPIES.
[ CHEERING ]
EVERYBODY'S GOT TO CHIP IN HERE.
Narrator: SETTING WITH THREE MEN MEANS THE CAPTAIN PULLS DOUBLE DUTY.
WE'VE ONLY GOT THREE GUYS ON DECK.
YOU GOT TO HAVE ONE GUY IN THE STACK,
THE TWO GUYS ARE DOWN THERE WORKING THE GEAR,
SO SOMEBODY'S GOT TO RUN THE CRANE.
IT'S JUST THE WAY IT'S GOT TO BE.
POT'S READY TO GO.
I'LL GO CHECK MY POSITION, HIT THE BUZZER,
COME BACK DOWN, KEEP GOING.
Clark: WE GOT SIG RUNNING BACK AND FORTH TO DO THE CRANE.
NOW EVERYONE HAS TO FILL IN AND DO LIKE TWO SEPARATE JOBS.
AND EVERYBODY'S GOT TO WORK TWICE AS HARD.
-GOING OVER. -WHOO!
SO, THE WAY WE'RE DOING IT --
I'M GOING FULL SPEED
SO THAT WE CAN COVER MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF GROUND
AND IT'LL GIVE US A BETTER LOOK
AT WHAT'S GOING ON THE BOTTOM HERE.
ARE YOU COMING?
OKAY! [ GROANS ] [BLEEP]
WE'LL MAKE THIS WORK.
BOOM DOWN. OKAY.
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WHOA.
OKAY!
-OKAY... -IT'S GOING OVER.
[ GROANS ]
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I DON'T TYPICALLY FISH LIKE THIS,
BUT WITH ALL THE BAD LUCK WE'VE HAD,
JUST HOPE WE RUN INTO CRAB.
IT'S DO OR DIE.
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[ BELCHES ]
Narrator: SUFFERING THROUGH A GRUELING 40-HOUR VOYAGE...
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...AND BURNING 12 GRAND IN FUEL...
WELL... [ EXHALES DEEPLY ]
CORNELIA MARIEGREW A SET. LOOK OUT.
...THE CORNELIA MARIEARRIVES AT THE RUSSIAN LINE AT LAST...
...500 MILES NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR.
WE ARE SO FAR NORTH,
IF WE RUN INTO ANY MILITARY,
WE'LL BE SALUTING RUSSIA.
Narrator: STRIKING OUT IN THE SOUTH, CAPTAIN JOSH HARRIS
CONVINCES SKEPTICAL CO-CAPTAIN CASEY McMANUS
TO MAKE A BIG MOVE NORTH TO THE RUSSIAN LINE.
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NOTHING WORSE THAN LOSING GEAR TO ICE.
WITH ANY LUCK, WE'LL GET OUR STUFF,
GET IN, GET OUT, LEAVE NO POT BEHIND.
IT'S A GOAL, PLAN, AND OBJECTIVE.
THIS IS WAYUP HERE.
WE'RE OUT WHERE NOT EVEN THE HELICOPTERS COULD MAKE IT.
IT'S, UH...
VERY, VERY SCARY,
AND IT IS VERY, VERY COLD.
WE ARE UP HERE IN NO MAN'S LAND.
IT'S THE FURTHEST NORTH THAT ANY OF US HAS BEEN.
Narrator: JOSH IS BETTING THAT THE NUTRIENT-RICH
NORTHERN WATERS WILL ATTRACT BIG NUMBERS.
WHEN THE ICE STARTS TO MELT,
IT DROPS THAT ALGAE THAT THEY LOVE OH-SO-MUCH.
EAT THE [BLEEP] OUT OF IT.
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FATHER GOD, PLEASE BLESS US ON THIS TRIP.
PLEASE WATCH OVER US AS WE SET ALL THESE POTS.
Narrator: SOME HELP FROM ABOVE WON'T HURT, EITHER.
Man: WATCH OUT FOR OUR SAFETY DURING THIS TRIP.
PLEASE LEND US ALL THE CRAB. WE REALLY NEED IT THIS SEASON,
MORE THAN EVER.
IN YOUR HOLY NAME WE PRAY. AMEN.
-AMEN. -AMEN.
AMEN. LET'S SET.
Man: LET'S GO!
Josh: FIRST POT GOING OVER.
[ CHEERING ]
WHOO!
ROLL SOME DICE, SEE WHAT CASEY AND JOSH GOT TO HAVE FOR US!
HOPEFULLY IT'S GOOD BECAUSE IF IT'S BAD,
I'M GONNA KICK HIS ASS.
HOW MANY POTS HE DONE PER STRING?
WE'RE POPPING OFF 25-POT STRINGS,
1/4-MILE BETWEEN EACH POT.
SO WE HAVE 152
TUGGING SIX STRINGS [INDISTINCT].
SO, WE'RE GONNA COVER 70-SQUARE-MILES.
HOPEFULLY, IN 70-SQUARE-MILES,
WE CAN REALLYGET ON TO SOME CRAB.
IT'S A BALLSY MOVE COMING UP HERE, MAN.
BEING THIS FAR NORTH AND BURNING THAT MUCH FUEL,
WE NEED TO MAKE THIS A ONE-TRIP WONDER.
AND WE ARE GONNA STUFF THIS PUPPY.
Narrator: WITH THE ICE PACK'S MOVEMENT UNPREDICTABLE...
...MOST BOATS AVOID THE DANGERS OF THESE FRIGID WATERS.
Casey: WE'D BETTER HIT THIS.
WE'RE NOT PLAYING WITH MONOPOLY MONEY HERE.
THIS IS KEEPS.
THIS SEASON MEANS A LOT TO US. IT'S A BIG ONE.
EVERYBODY'S GOT THEIR EYES ON US RIGHT NOW.
WE'VE GOT A LOT OF PRESSURE ON US.
Narrator: JOSH AND CASEY ARE GAMBLING THEIR SHOT
AT AN EXTRA $1 MILLION OF QUOTA ON A BET
THAT THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED LEADS TO AN UNTAPPED BIOMASS.
I'VE PLUGGED THIS BOAT MANY TIMES,
BUT I HAVEN'T DONE IT SINCE MY DAD PASSED AWAY.
IT'S A GOOD WAY TO GIVE AN ODE TO THE OLD MAN.
Casey: ONE TO THE GIPPER.
IF GOD PROVIDES.
I GOT FAITH.
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Narrator: 195 MILES SOUTHEAST ON THE WIZARD...
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THE WEATHER WAS OFF BY ABOUT 15 TO 20 MILES AN HOUR YESTERDAY.
IT'S BASICALLY STACKED UP THE SEAS OUT HERE.
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I GOT TO FIND THE SPOT WHERE I CAN GET ON SOME GOOD FISHING.
A LOT OF GUYS ARE COMING OUT HERE TO CATCH 250,000.
300,000 POUNDS.
WE'VE GOT 1.5-SOMETHING-MILLION POUNDS.
AND WE HAVEN'T EVEN HAULED OUR FIRST OPIE POT.
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Narrator: THREE DAYS LATE TO THE PARTY,
CAPTAIN KEITH HAS NO TIME TO WASTE.
Freddie: WE ARE READY FOR THIS.
THAT'S FOR DAMN SURE, BABY.
YEP. LET'S GO CATCH 'EM.
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Keith: WE'VE GOT ABOUT 90 POTS OUT HERE WITH BAIT IN 'EM.
MONTE BAITED 'EM UP, UH, RIGHT AFTER HE FINISHED BAIRDI.
IF WE JUST FIND SOME CRAB, BOY, I CAN SLAM SOME POTS ON IT
RELATIVELY QUICKLY TO MAKE UP FOR LOST TIME.
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Narrator: MONTE'S PARTING GIFT,
A FIVE-DAY TOWN SOAK IN HOPES TO GIVE KEITH
A MUCH NEEDED HEAD START ON THEIR MASSIVE OPILIO QUOTA.
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HEY, CAPTAIN? WE GOT A BUNCH OF WATER
DOWN IN THE GALLEY SLOSHING AROUND.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, MAN?
A WHOLE BUNCH OF WATER.
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AHH. WHAT THE [BLEEP]?
Narrator: 308 MILES NORTHWEST OF DUTCH HARBOR,
ON THE WIZARD...
HEY, CAPTAIN? WE GOT A BUNCH OF WATER
DOWN IN THE GALLEY SLOSHING AROUND.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, MAN?
A WHOLE BUNCH OF WATER.
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Narrator: MINUTES BEFORE THE FIRST POT
OF CAPTAIN KEITH COLBURN'S OPILIO SEASON...
-WHAT THE [BLEEP]? -...THE WIZARD
IS TAKING ON SEAWATER.
ALRIGHT. FIND OUT WHERE THAT'S COMING FROM.
ROGER THAT.
IT'S A BAD DAY TO HAVE A LEAK IN THE BOAT.
GONNA RIP OUT SOME PANELING TILL WE CAN FIND SOMETHING
COMING FROM SOMEWHERE.
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CRAP, I'M JUST ABOUT TO MY GEAR HERE.
I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS.
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[BLEEP]
Tyler: WELL, THERE'S OUR PROBLEM.
WE GOT WATER GUSHING IN A NICE, UH --
NICE SIZE GASH.
Narrator: BATTERED BY THE BERING SEA...
...A CRACK OPENS UP ON THE 74-YEAR-OLD STEEL HULL.
-OH. -ALRIGHT.
LET'S CLEAN THAT UP.
GET THAT GOING. READY.
IN A DESPERATE EFFORT TO STEM THE FLOW...
...DECKHAND TYLER GATEMAN JAMS WATERPROOF EPOXY
OVER THE BREACH.
-GOT THAT HAMMER? -ROGER.
AFTER SHORING IT UP WITH A PIECE OF PLYWOOD,
ALL THAT'S LEFT IS TO PRAY THE PATCH HOLDS
AND LIMP BACK TO DOCK.
Keith: SOMETIMES YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT EVERYTHING FIGURED OUT
AND THEN YOU FIND OUT OTHERWISE WHEN YOU GET OUT HERE.
[ PHONE RINGING ]
SO...
HELLO, WIZARD.
HELLO?
THIS IS KEITH.
TANIA: Keith, I'm so sorry.
Keith, I'm so sorry.
OKAY. SO, HE -- HE DID PASS AWAY?
I'm sorry, Keith.
UM...
SO, UH, MY -- MY DAD...
[ SNIFFLING ]
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UH...
NO.
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I DON'T REALLY HAVE ANY WORDS RIGHT NOW.
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OTHER THAN I'M GONNA MISS HIM.
Narrator: AFTER A BRAVE YEAR-LONG BATTLE WITH CANCER,
THE CAPTAIN'S FATHER, GARY COLBURN, PASSES AWAY.
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Keith: WE KNEW IT WAS COMING.
YOU KNOW, I MEAN, THAT'S THE REASON WHY WE...
WHY I STAYED HOME
AND WHY MONTE GOT A CHANCE TO GO HOME AND SEE HIM.
WE BOTH GOT A CHANCE TO SAY GOODBYE.
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CERTAINLY NEEDS WELDS ON THE OUTSIDE.
THIS IS ABSOLUTELY A, UM, JUST A FIX
TO TAKE CARE OF IT RIGHT NOW.
WE DON'T WANT TO FISH LIKE THIS, OBVIOUSLY.
HOPEFULLY, HE GETS IT TO TOWN.
NOT THE BEST TIME TO BE LOSING YOUR POPS.
THERE'S NOT A WHOLE HECK OF A LOT I CAN DO UP HERE.
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-OH, THEY DID GET IT? -YEAH.
IT LOOKS LIKE IT'S GONNA BE SUBSTANTIAL
ONCE WE GET THE SCALE AND EVERYTHING AWAY FROM 'EM.
Keith: WHICH IS KIND OF SCARY TO CHIP THAT OUT.
YOU START CHIPPING AND THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW,
A LITTLE HOLE TURNS INTO A GIANT HOLE.
AND ST. PAUL'S ABOUT 40 MILES AWAY.
SLIP INTO THE ISLANDS, ANCHOR UP,
AND, UH, GET THE BOAT PATCHED UP.
AND LET'S, UH -- LET'S FIND A WAY TO GET OUT HERE
AND START FISHING, ALRIGHT?
ALRIGHT.
Narrator: DESPITE THE HEARTBREAKING NEWS
OF HIS FATHER'S DEATH,
THE VETERAN SKIPPER FORGES AHEAD.
OH, MAN.
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RIGHT NOW, WE'RE HEADING TO ST. PAUL,
GET THE BOAT PATCHED UP.
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I JUST NEED TO CLEAR MY HEAD
AND START THINKING ABOUT FISHING.
[ WIND WHISTLING ]
[ BIRDS SQUAWKING ]
Narrator: 140 MILES EAST...
Sig: I THINK THIS IS THE PLACE TO BE.
...ON THE NORTHWESTERN.
WE'RE ON OUR 20-POT PROSPECT,
'CAUSE THE EACH POT HAS A MILE IN BETWEEN 'EM.
SO SET FOR 20 MILES.
THE FIRST GEAR OF HIS OPILIO SEASON FINALLY IN THE WATER,
CAPTAIN SIG HANSEN LOOKS FOR A SIGN OF LIFE
ON A 23-HOUR SOAK.
WE GOT TO FIND SOME CRAB.
SHOT IN THE DARK HERE.
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COME ON, BABY.
Man: HERE WE GO, HERE WE GO. YEAH!
SO FAR, THIS SEASON IS NOT STARTING OFF THE WAY
I WOULD LIKE TO SEE.
WE GOT THREE GUYS...
HOPEFULLY, THERE'S SOME CRAB OUT HERE.
-YEAH! COME ON! -GIVE ME SOME LOVE!
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COME ON, COME ON!
[BLEEP] DAMN IT.
COME ON!
[ SIGHS ] [BLEEP]
THIS IS NOTHING.
-NOTHING GOOD SO FAR. -SO THE SEASON BEGINS.
WHAT IS WITH MY LUCK THIS YEAR?
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IT'S, LIKE, JAMMED.
IT'S NOT SPINNING.
NO.
YEAH.
THE CRANE'S NOT ROTATING.
DAMN IT.
Keith: MONTE, YOU GOT ME?
SO, YOU KNOW, DAD PASSED AWAY
JUST IN LIKE IN THE LAST HOUR, RIGHT?
YOU KNOW...
IT'S OKAY, MAN.
HE'S IN A BETTER SPOT NOW. WE BOTH KNOW THAT, RIGHT?
DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE BOAT, DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE CRAB.
GET YOURSELF NICE AND CLEAR-HEADED TOMORROW
AND GO MAKE ALL THE ARRANGEMENTS.
MONTE: Okay.
ALRIGHT, I LOVE YOU, MAN.
[ Line beeping ]
[ BEEPING STOPS ]
Narrator: 178 MILES FROM DUTCH HARBOR...
THE CRANE'S NOT ROTATING. KIND OF SEIZED UP.
ON THE NORTHWESTERN...
DAMN IT.
...CAPTAIN SIG'S RUN OF BAD LUCK CONTINUES,
AS HIS CRANE FAILS FOR THE SECOND TIME.
I'LL BE DOWN, HANG ON. I'M COMING DOWN.
ALRIGHT.
GOD, MAN.
I WAS TRYING TO BRING IT BACK,
AND IT KIND OF JERKED AND THEN NOW IT JUST WON'T ROTATE.
NO.
THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE GONNA GET 'EM ON DECK LIKE THIS.
-NO. -HOW ABOUT JUST FORGET IT?
Narrator: THE DEAD CRANE...
I'M JUST GONNA HEAD FOR TOWN.
...BRINGS THE NORTHWESTERN'S FIRST OPILIO HAUL
TO AN ABRUPT HALT.
HE'S HAD IT WITH THIS THING.
THIS IS STUPID.
WE CAN'T BE PUSHING POTS WITH THREE GUYS ON DECK.
900-POUND POTS, IT'LL KILL 'EM.
ONE, TWO, THREE, GO.
WE DON'T HAVE ANYTHING IN THE TANK,
BUT THE WRITING'S ON THE WALL --
JUST GO IN,
FINGERS CROSSED THAT WE DON'T WASTE
TOO MUCH MORE FISHING TIME.
THANK GOD WE DIDN'T GO WAY UP TO THE RUSSIAN BORDER THIS YEAR.
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Narrator: 334 MILES NORTHWEST,
CLOSER TO RUSSIA THAN THE UNITED STATES...
WE ARE STARTING OUR FIRST PICK UP
OF OUR FAR NORTH SET,
UP NEAR RUSSIA.
VERY INTIMIDATING, VERY SCARY.
THE CORNELIA MARIECO-CAPTAINS
ARE COUNTING ON JOSH'S NORTHERN GAMBLE
TO BRING THEM MORE THAN JUST FROSTBITE.
Casey: NEED THESE THINGS TO PRODUCE RIGHT NOW.
TWO DAYS OF TRAVEL EACH WAY, IT AIN'T CHEAP.
ANYTHING, ANYTHING ABOVE 250,
MAN, WILL BE [BLEEP] TOTAL CAUGHT.
JUST HOPE THERE'S SOMETHING IN HERE.
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WE'RE ALL THE WAY UP NORTH. ABOUT TO PULL OUR FIRST POT.
IF THESE POTS ARE BLANK, I'LL BE PISSED.
BUT...
I'LL EAT CROW IF THEY'RE NOT.
AND THE OPPORTUNITY TO GET MORE QUOTA GROWS AN OPERATION.
YOU KNOW, WE REALLY NEED SOME LUCK.
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Narrator: IF THERE'S LIFE,
JOSH'S STRATEGY WILL GIVE THEM A HOME TO START HARVESTING
THEIR 300,000-POUND MOUNTAIN OF OPILIO.
IF THEY'RE FROZEN OUT,
HIS GAMBLE WILL COST THEM SEVEN DAYS,
24 GRAND IN FUEL, AND MORE IMPORTANTLY,
THEIR SHOT AT AN EXTRA $1 MILLION IN QUOTA.
WHOA.
LET'S SEE WHAT WE GOT HERE.
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WHAT DO WE GOT, WHAT DO WE GOT?
-HOLY [BLEEP] -YEAH!
-HOLY [BLEEP] -YEAH! YEAH!
[ Chuckling ] OH, YEAH.
[BLEEP] YEAH!
[ LAUGHS ]
-[BLEEP] -WHOO!
BOOM! YEAH!
-YEAH! -YEAH!
[ LAUGHTER ]
GET OVER HERE, GOOSE.
DUDE, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
-BOOM! -YEAH!
-YEAH. -I LOVE MY JOB.
-OH, YEAH. -450.
24-HOUR SOAK AND WE'RE GETTING 450s OUT OF 'EM.
YOU GUYS KNOW WHAT WE'RE MAKING RIGHT NOW, RIGHT?
-YEAH! -LOTS OF MONEY!
-YEAH! -WHOO!
OH, BABY, LOOK AT THAT! NOW, THAT'S A [BLEEP] POT!
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
WELCOME TO THE MEAN PILE.
Josh: THIS IS WHY WE CAME HERE, THIS IS THE GOOD STUFF.
WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO DO A TANK-AND-A-HALF TODAY.
FILL THE BOAT IN SIX OR SEVEN DAYS.
THESE GUYS ARE GONNA MAKE 30-[BLEEP]-GRAND IN A WEEK.
YEAH. [ CHUCKLES ]
APIECE.
Narrator: AFTER WAGERING THEIR GEAR, THEIR BOAT,
AND THEIR SEASON NEAR THE ICE'S EDGE...
AAAAH!
-YAY! -[ LAUGHS ]
BOOM! OH!
...JOSH WINS HIS GAME OF RUSSIAN LINE ROULETTE.
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IT'S A GOOD OMEN FOR THE OL' PHIL.
...FINDING THE CORNELIA MARIE'S BEST FISHING
SINCE HIS FATHER HELD THE HELM.
HE'S STARING AT US RIGHT THROUGH THAT PICTURE.
AND HE'S PROBABLY SAYING,
"YEAH, I DID THAT [BLEEP] ALL THE TIME."
[ LAUGHTER ]
BUT FOR US, IT'S A HALLMARK MOMENT.
â™ª THERE COMES A TIME WHEN EVERY MAN MUST MEET HIS DAY â™ª
â™ª SOMETIME THE SEA WILL GIVE, SOMETIMES THE SEA WILL TAKE â™ª
â™ª SO IF BY CHANCE I GET LOST IN THE WAVES â™ª
-ONE FOR THE GIPPER, MAN. -YEAH!
â™ª DON'T SHED NO TEARS â™ª
â™ª 'CAUSE I'M AT PEACE WHERE I LAY â™ª
-THAT'S GOOD-LOOKING CRAB. -YEAH, CLEAN!
GREAT ONES!
YEAH, BABY!
AND THAT'S THE CAPTAIN I WANT TO BE,
AND I'M BEING HIM RIGHT NOW.
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL THING.
WHOO!
Sig: IT'S THE BEGINNING OF OPILIO SEASON
AND WE'RE BACK AT THE DOCK.
AFTER THE HORRIBLE START THAT WE HAD
AND MY BROTHER BEING INJURED,
NOW WE'RE WAITING FOR A NEW CRANE HERE.
HOPEFULLY, WE CAN GET FIXED UP AND START FISHING.
â™ª CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER IF TODAY IS THAT DAY â™ª
RIGHT NOW, WE'RE HEADING TO ST. PAUL.
â™ª I SEE THE FACES OF THE MEN WHO'VE GONE AWAY â™ª
[BLEEP] HIT THE FAN THERE ALL AT ONCE.
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YOU KNOW, I MEAN, WE'VE ALREADY LOST THREE DAYS OF FISHING.
BUT NOW WE GOT TO MAKE EMERGENCY REPAIRS AT THE ISLAND.
EVERY MAN ON THE BOAT'S GONNA HAVE TO JUST DIG
A LITTLE DEEPER, WORK A LITTLE HARDER.
CATCH SOME CRAB FOR THE OLD MAN.
[SIGHS] WISH I COULD GIVE MONTE A BIG HUG RIGHT NOW.
â™ª I'VE LIVED A LIFE THAT NORMAL MEN WILL NEVER KNOW â™ª
â™ª I ROLLED THE DICE WITH MY LIFE ON THIS BOAT â™ª
GUESS WE'RE ALL RIGHT WHERE WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE.
â™ª DON'T SHED NO TEARS â™ª
â™ª 'CAUSE I'M AT PEACE WHERE I LAY â™ª
[ BIRDS SQUAWKING ]
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