As alligator season hits the high point...
If they're not in the water,
we go on land and hunt 'em on land, man.
I hate this place.
Hunters face their greatest fears...
Gator hunters, they got stuck back here,
and they ended up dying.
...and their worst nightmares...
-We gotta find that dog. -Deucey!
Alligator might've ate Deucey.
He's a vampire expert.
Pee-wee had a family emergency.
...as the King of the Swamp puts himself
to the ultimate test...
By my little self. Oh, my God.
...to win the competition for 350 tags.
-Porkchop. -What?
Something pulling back there, buddy.
Whoa. Hey, you got a gun in your hand.
Porkchop! Whoa! Ho-oh!
♪
As dawn creeps in...
Nothing I love more than a competition.
The Edgars lead the fight
for the largest average gator length,
while Leron, Porkchop, and Bruce
battle it out with the Landrys for second place.
Deep in the backwaters of Lake Verret,
after losing a bet to Ronnie and Timmy yesterday,
Ashley "Deadeye" Jones and Anna Ribbeck
are hunting in a secluded area known as The Cemetery.
What's the cross for?
They're just people that don't make it home, Anna.
Man, this place gives me the creeps.
It's like the fog doesn't go away.
You a praying person?
Yeah.
Better say your prayers today.
The Cemetery is the worst.
Don't get me wrong, there are big gators,
but it is the most haunted, freaking spooky,
just godawful place that nobody wants to go.
Feel like someone's watching us.
I feel like that too when I'm out here.
Ronnie ain't scared of ghosts. I am.
I am, too.
I'm gonna admit to you right now:
Uh-uh, no, nope, I don't mess with ghosts.
Me either.
I'm from Louisiana.
I definitely believe in haunted places.
You know, I don't go to these cemeteries.
Like, this is not where I want to be.
I respect the spirits from a distance.
But we gotta go.
We lost a bet,
so we have to go to this place,
and it is super spooky.
Despite their fears,
Ashley and Anna have eight tags
that have to be filled here in The Cemetery today.
You see those pylons up there?
Holy smokes, yeah.
-We gotta go through 'em. -Okay.
Oh, there's so many things to be worried about out here.
I hate this place.
What happens is the water drops, and when it drops,
those pylons get closer together at the bottom.
And if the water comes out of here,
we'll get wedged.
Especially if we're sitting lower,
if we got a boat full of gators,
-Mm-hmm. -and we'll be
-really, really in trouble then. -Oh, my God.
I do not want to get trapped back here.
-Ashley, that's really tight. -Yeah, it is.
See how the water's already starting to drop, Anna?
Oh, my God.
Going into the area with The Cemetery where we're hunting,
there's just a narrow area
that you have to get between these little cement pylons.
Hold on tight. [scraping]
And you just never know.
The water levels change all throughout the day,
and you could get stuck out there very easily.
Okay.
Anna, look, with that water already dropping,
we need to get these lines ran
before that thing drops too far
and we can't get out.
-In and out. -All right.
No time to play around today.
Meanwhile at St. Marys,
swamp veteran Joey Edgar and his deckhand Zak Catchem
are preparing for another day on the water.
But Zak is getting some bad news
from a fellow fisherman.
I feel so lost.
It feels like I don't have my son anymore.
You know, I love that dog so much.
What's wrong?
Deucey, he didn't come back last night.
-What? -No.
That ain't good.
He took off chasing a raccoon or something.
You went look for him yet?
I looked for him yesterday,
and I looked for him last night, too.
Damn. You know it's bad around here right now.
-Oh, yeah. -A dog can't get close
to the water around here right now.
The alligators are bad and they hungry.
We've been running lines up the levee,
but I'll go ahead and put over here.
I'll put lines over here,
and if we see something to help back 'em off while he's lost.
Oh, yeah, I appreciate it.
I appreciate any kind of help I can get.
Yeah.
At least we'll slow down some of the alligators,
maybe give Deucey a chance.
-You know what I mean? -Yeah.
Red is one of my crab fishermen,
and Deucey is his dog.
This dog is Red's family,
and Red's really worried about this dog.
I'm worried about this dog, too.
So instead of going back to the spillway to run lines,
we gonna set lines around St. Mary
and help Red look for Deucey
and try to pull some of these alligators
that might be able to eat Deucey.
I tell you what.
Finding Deucey in this big-ass marsh
is gonna be like finding a needle in a haystack.
Only good thing that he's got going for him, he's white.
We don't find him, though, Red's gonna be sad.
In an effort to find Deucey,
Joey and Zak head to the spot where the dog was last seen.
Deucey! Deucey!
Oh, my God.
That's a big slide. That's a really big slide.
Look at his back foot.
This is right where Deucey was, too, man.
Zak, I tell you what, I hope we get this alligator.
We're gonna put a line right here.
Where is this thing, dude?
I don't know. He's gotta be close, bubba.
Keep your eyes open.
Pop! He's right behind the boat!
Come on, come on, go.
Keep going to the left.
There he is. He's heading toward the bank.
Come on, come on.
Get off, get off.
Oh! No, I'm stuck, dude.
No! No!
I'm just stuck, dude.
Hold on, don't break it, don't break it.
That's crazy.
That was a perfect cast. A perfect cast.
What on Earth did it get stuck on?
I take the cast and it lands right on this thing's back,
but it snags, like, a weed or something.
I couldn't get it off,
and the gator went down before I got to the line.
So that gator's still swimming around,
and Deucey's still out here somewhere hopefully.
That was skill and bad luck at the same time.
-You did the best you could do, -God.
but he was just a little too close to the bank.
What a load of malarky that was.
Deucey would be a snack for a gator that big.
Deucey! Deucey!
Further east, in Amelia, Leron and Porkchop
have noticed an unusual drop in the number of gators.
They're apparently coming off of the land
and coming back in the water.
So if they're not in the water,
we go on land and hunt 'em on land, man.
Whew. Big ones don't want to come out of the woods,
seem like we gotta go in there
and draw 'em out there to us.
I need some excitement in my life, Porkchop.
You know, a lot of times we have crazy ideas,
but we willing to try anything
because I wanna win them tags bad.
I wanna win the competition.
Porkchop.
Oh, man.
-Hey. -Man.
Oh, Lord.
Damn spider.
-Where? -Straight ahead.
Oh, man.
He's so terrified of spiders and all that.
The first time we run across a spider, it's over with.
He just shellshocked
and, you know, he gonna do what he have to do,
but I know he's shellshocked.
That's a good spot right there, man.
I ain't worrying about no mosquito.
All right, buddy. Get on.
Man.
I done told you, and I ain't gonna tell you no more.
Scared of spiders, Porkchop.
Uh-uh.
Thank you for pulling my load on this one, buddy.
But I'll tell you one thing, Porkchop.
-What's that? What's that? -My ass is going back
in this boat, buddy.
Ah! I'm out.
-Come on, buddy. -All right.
Over on Old River,
Troy prepares to run 100 lines alone
after Pickle was called away on a family emergency.
Now he'll test himself
to see if he is still King of the Swamp.
If we got some tree-shakers today,
we're gonna have to use the winch,
'cause I'm by my little self.
You know, Pee-wee called me this morning at about 4:30.
She had a family emergency
come up during the night last night,
and I got 100 lines out,
and that's a lot of lines to run even with a helper.
And then when you go by yourself,
it's that many more to run, 'cause you're a lot slower.
But on the other hand, things happen,
so if Pee-wee got a family emergency,
I don't have no choice.
Oh, Lord, the first line we got a tree-shaker. Look.
The first line.
Oh, my God.
We got a tree-shaker.
Lord have mercy.
Feel like a big one.
Oh, this thing is a giant.
Whoo! It's a big one, it's a big one!
Whoo!
Holy smoke.
Ah!
Lord have mercy.
It's a big one, it's a big one! Whoo!
Ooh, yeah. [thud]
He's gonna pop the line!
This thing is a giant.
Whoo! [laughs] We got a--
We got a tree-shaker on the first line.
Look at the head on that thing.
Whew!
That's what you call a wincher.
Pee-wee named them the wincher.
Getting this 12-foot monster in the boat is not easy,
and with 99 more lines to run, Troy's just getting started.
100 lines was nothing when I was 25 or 30 years old.
I could run that before lunch.
But now by myself, it's gonna take me all day
to run 100 lines, all day.
Got our work cut out for us today, buddy.
Near St. Mary Seafood...
Deucey! Deucey!
While Joey and Zak keep an eye out
for their friend's missing dog,
they run lines to catch the big gators that could eat him.
Deucey's been around a long time.
Hopefully he's smart enough not to get caught up.
With them little short legs in this deep swamp,
he better stay on high ground.
Yeah, for real.
I'm worried about Deucey
because I turned my lab loose
a couple of weeks before alligator season,
and I left him out
and an alligator caught him on his shoulder.
And I'm telling you, he was lucky.
But a dog the size of Deucey,
that big alligator just sneak up and eat him.
Line's down, Zak.
All right, get your rifle, Zak.
I got it.
-Whoa! You got him? -I got him.
Whoa, it's a bad boy.
Dang! That boy is jumping.
-Whoa! -Tried to get in the boat.
Whoa!
Get a shot on this thing.
Get him up here. There he is.
You gotta shoot! [gunshot]
-[chuckles] -Good shot.
That was perfect.
Oh, you got him.
-Nice. -This eight-foot gator
won't help Joey and Zak's average,
but thankfully it's one less gator that could get Deucey.
I think Deucey's smart enough to get away from one that size.
-Think so, pop? -Yeah.
We catch an alligator that's not big enough to have caught Deuce,
so luckily for Deuce there's still hope out here.
We'll keep trying, but I'm starting to get worried.
Deucey!
Further east,
while they allow time for their land lines
to attract gators from the back of the swamp,
Leron and Porkchop run the lines they set yesterday.
-All right, partner. -We gotta wait.
Gotta be patient.
Patience is everything, man.
We can't even rush that situation.
'Cause imagine a gator just getting on the line,
and we over there trying to shoot him and he's full of life.
I like for him to wear himself out a little bit,
especially being on land.
Like we got a nice one up here, Porkchop.
Ooh, yeah, we got a live-- We got a nice one there, cuz.
We got a nice one, Porkchop. Look at him.
Watch it.
I got it, I got it.
Give me a shot, Porkchop.
I'll give you one, hold on. I gotta get him now.
Come on, cousin.
Oh, he's doing the death roll now.
Man, cuz, come on now.
I got it, I got it. Don't worry about nothin', I got it.
Yeah, look. Maybe he'll roll himself in this boat.
I ain't gonna let him roll in this boat.
I ain't got no more strength, cuz.
Just give me a shot, buddy.
Yes, sir.
Gotta get him, cuz. Come on now.
I see him.
I got you, cousin, I got you, cousin, I got you.
Finish him off.
[gunshot]
Give me some, buddy.
Yeah, he's coming--
I told you he was coming in the boat.
This almost nine-foot gator
won't hurt the hunters' average.
But it won't help either.
You know, we hopeful to find some big ones.
Hey, cuz.
You know, just let everything, you know, take its course, man.
It's gonna happen, buddy.
Just hang in there, man.
Back in The Cemetery,
Ashley and Anna are feeling anxious,
but determined to make the best of it.
There were some gator hunters and they got stuck back here
and they ended up dying.
Can we go?
This is what we get for losing.
Hey, let's never lose again, okay?
Ronnie knows how much I hate The Cemetery.
This place is so spooky, unpleasant,
just, ugh, haunted.
I hate this place.
No one on Earth should ever have to go here.
I will never make another bet with Ronnie again.
If you see that line before I do,
tell me which side of the tree to pull on.
It's in the back, so pull up on the left side.
Oh, oh, okay, I see it.
See it? It's in the weeds.
Anything pulling back yet?
Not yet.
Hold him!
-Oh, he's jumping into the boat. -Hold onto him.
-Golly! -Dang!
He is pissed.
Oh, my God.
He's not giving me a shot.
I need to maybe get on the other side.
All right, get on the other side.
Get on the other side quick!
Hold on to him, hold on to him.
-That's his belly. Okay! -Perfect.
[rifle clicks] Oh, no!
I got my pistol.
Whoo!
Good job, good job.
What happened?
I don't know. It's not ejecting.
Let's get him in the boat.
This seven-footer fills one of their tags,
but it hurts their average.
You know, when that gun jammed,
I whipped the pistol out.
I knew it was our only option.
Let me tell you, I don't love to do that
because you got to get your hand real close to that gator's face,
and that is extremely dangerous.
That gator could come and chomp your hand.
One down.
That was scary.
Look, you did it, though. You did it.
Glad I had the pistol.
-Night, night. -Sleep tight.
Six days ago in New Orleans...
Nothing like New Orleans, baby.
Second Line in the middle of the street.
Can't beat that.
Antique weapons enthusiast Black Rambo
met with an old friend with an unusual request.
I got a friend named Gwydion.
He's not your normal friend.
He's a vampire expert.
About to go check him out, see what he wants.
He always walks around New Orleans and do these tours.
Vampire tours, man.
If you need to know about vampires, Gwydion's the guy.
Man, he brings people around,
they do all kind of vampire stuff.
You know, they love him down there, man.
It's crazy, you know.
I got a lot of friends.
But there's only one Gwydion. Believe that.
Hey, Rambo.
-I made it. -How's it going?
Oh, man, I can't complain. What about you?
Things are all right.
There's a little something I've been looking for,
-What you looking for? -I've been looking for
one of them old 1800s vampire hunting kits.
-An 1800 vampire hunting kit? -Yeah.
I didn't even know they hunted vampires in the 1800s, bro.
Bram Stoker, like Dracula,
all that stuff that had just come out.
It was wild, it was all the rage.
Everybody was nuts about it, or they was terrified of it.
They started passing them out-- well, selling them really,
way back then when people were scared of them.
Can you kind of describe it to me, what it looks like?
It would probably be just like a wood box.
Most likely have a stake.
Various little vials of stuff in it,
like maybe a gun, maybe not.
If it got a gun in there, I can find it.
I'd appreciate it, because I have had no luck.
Always good seeing you, brother.
Every single time.
I'll be back.
Me, I don't believe in none of this.
You know, I'm thinking it's fake.
But he's so into it.
He's like, bro, I have to have it.
I'm like, man, this sounds like
it's gonna be pretty hard to find.
Man, I don't have any ideas
where to find this vampire killing kit.
Meanwhile near St. Marys...
Deucey!
Joey and Zak continue looking for Red's lost dog Deucey.
They hope any big gators they catch will help keep him alive.
Well, Zak, if something happened to Deucey,
I don't know what Red's gonna do.
Red loved that dog,
and I don't know how we gonna find him
in this big old swamp.
To me, he'd be on the edge of the bayou
somewhere barking or...
I'm worried that something happened.
We need to catch Deucey and put our hands on him fast,
because I don't think Deucey can last out here
more than two or three days.
There's some big alligators in this swamp.
But I'm hoping that when we pass by, he barks.
We just need a sign.
Line's down, Zak.
Oh! Look at that.
Look at that clearance it made.
Look at all that, dude.
Can you reach it?
You got it?
Oh-oh-oh!
Gonna make it happen, pop, come on.
Whoa!
He lunged at you.
Watch it, pop.
Use that Edgar muscle, baby.
-Let's go. -Oh!
Better watch those Edgar fingers, though.
Come back over here, boy.
There you go, pop, bully him.
Come on.
Whoo!
Get a shot on this thing. There you go.
Good job, papi.
Superfly.
It looks like a big one bit on him.
That's fresh.
Look. Look how wide that bite is, dude.
-Yup. -Stretches from here to here.
That's a giant.
-Yes, sir. -Oh!
If there's an alligator that's that big still out here,
we gotta find that dog.
This eight-footer means one less predator
that can get Deucey,
but with signs of a massive gator on the loose,
the clock to find the dog is ticking fast.
Deucey might have a chance
against maybe a little seven, eight footer,
but 10-plus, nine-plus even,
Deucey doesn't have much of a chance.
One bigger than that could swallow Deucey whole, man.
Easily.
Let's go find him, bubba. Good job.
Deucey!
Back on Old River...
Oh, yeah, we catching.
No question about it.
With Pickle out for the day,
Troy races against time to run a daunting 100 lines
and prove he's still King of the Swamp.
Cover 'em up.
The sun's starting to get kinda hot.
I'm looking at this kinda like a challenge.
I'm gonna test myself.
A man wanna see what kind of shape he's in,
a man or a woman,
come out here and alligator hunt by yourself.
Come do it by yourself for a while,
and you're gonna see
if you're in good shape or not, believe me.
Line look tight.
Time to see what we got here.
He's playing possum for sure. He ain't moving.
They slick, dude. Them alligators are slick.
Oo-oo-ooh...
We might need a bigger boat.
He ain't playing possum no more.
Unh! Ooh, yi-yi!
Whoo! It's a big one!
Aah!
Whoo!
Lord have mercy. Mm!
Show him who's the boss, Troy Landry.
What did we get ourselves into today?
Oh, my God!
Troy's going toe to toe
with a swamp dinosaur.
Whoo! It's a big one!
Whoo!
[thud] Oh!
[gunshot]
Whoo! [laughs]
Another giant alligator.
Oh, my God.
[grunting]
We got him now.
Oh, no, you ain't rolling out of the boat.
I got news for you.
With a dozen gators over nine feet
already in the boat,
Troy's maintaining the high average
that's kept the Landrys atop the rankings.
But with another 75 lines still to run,
his day is not even half over.
I'm catching by myself. I'm catching good.
But I'm huffing and puffing
'cause without Pee-wee in the front the boat,
every line I gotta walk
from the back of the boat to the front of the boat.
25 feet, my boat's 25 foot long.
So, you know, it's gonna be a slow process by myself.
Them lines gotta be run every day.
In the Amelia Swamp...
Just hang tight, Porkchop. Just be patient, man.
Leron and Porkchop have caught only four gators,
none of 'em over nine feet.
Now Porkchop is itching to circle back
to the land lines they set earlier.
Hang tight, buddy.
You know we headed over there, bro.
Everything's cool. It's gonna pay off, buddy.
All right.
You know what? I'm not gonna ask you no more.
I'm gonna wait till you say, "Cuz, you ready?"
And I'm gonna be-- I'm always ready to go.
Yeah.
All right, cuz.
[clanking]
Watch out now.
Let it-- Watch it. Watch yourself, watch yourself.
Hold up, cuz. Watch yourself. Watch your hands!
-He could come in the boat. -Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Hold on!
Well, you can shoot him right now. Shoot him!
I ain't got no bullet in the gun, man.
Well, load it up, load it up.
Watch yourself.
Come on.
Ready?
Come on. You ready?
[gunshot]
Give me some love, give me some love.
-All right. -Come on.
This 10-footer is a step up
from what they've been catching,
but Leron and Porkchop believe
there's an even bigger beast hiding in the woods.
So I know they got a big one back there,
and we seen the footprints and everything of him.
Seen the slide where he slided by there
going back and forth in the water.
So I wanted to go. I'm always ready to go.
I'm just waiting on Leron to give me the word
so we can go get him.
Time to check our lines in the woods.
Meanwhile in The Cemetery...
This doesn't seem like the place we want to be.
Ooh! Ronnie knows I hate this place.
Ashley and Anna have filled half of their eight tags
in a place they're both eager to leave as soon as possible.
Just keep your guard up.
I will.
Anything can happen.
I'm a really superstitious person,
and I just hate being in places
where there's ghosts or other things that I can't control.
But it's not like if you're alligator hunting
that you have a choice.
You have to run all the lines that you have.
You know, you have to do whatever it takes.
Anna, look right up under that flag on that tree.
Oh, boy.
Yeah, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Land gator.
That's not gonna be good at all.
Hand me that gun.
Here you go.
Oh, my God.
Oh, I don't like this.
He's alive.
-You hear him hissing? -Mm-hmm.
I didn't know that The Cemetery could get worse, Anna.
All right, I'm gonna need you to listen to me really good.
Okay.
See, he's underneath that branch.
He's really not tied up,
so he could come flying at you at any minute, okay?
Oh, boy.
-Get your pistol ready. -Okay.
I don't wanna shoot that tree, and I don't have a clear shot.
Let me see where that line's at.
Oh, it's under his jaw.
He's loose. If he wanted to be loose,
he could go right around that branch right there
and go into the water.
All he has to do is lift his head up one time,
and he can come straight at us.
Oh, there he goes.
Damn it, he took my shot from me.
If I go on this side,
we don't have much slack left from over here.
You know? So I'm gonna come around.
All right.
Be careful.
I got your back, Ash.
Ashley! Oh, my God!
[gunshot]
Whoo! Nice shot.
Oh, my God. Oh!
This eight-footer isn't a giant,
but it's one catch closer to filling all eight tags
and getting out of The Cemetery.
With a land gator,
I'm the person that has to stay between me and my deckhand
to make sure that she stays safe but also kill this gator.
That is the most terrifying feeling in the world.
Ugh!
Only thing I hate worse than hunting The Cemetery
is a land gator.
Never, never, never do they come easy.
-Click-click. -Click-click.
We worked for that one. Whew!
Back in Grand Isle,
Rambo has spent all day
doing research and making phone calls
looking for a 19th century vampire kit,
and keeps coming up empty
until he receives a call from a trusted source.
I just got this call from Mike, man.
He's all excited, and, man,
he sounds really ecstatic on the phone, you know.
So he's like, hey, Rambo, get down here.
Get down here now, man.
I want you to check something out.
So, you know, when that energy comes through the phone to me,
I'm on the way.
I gotta go see what's going on over here.
Mike, he's super connected.
Man, Mike knows everyone,
so he's my number one go-to guy.
All right.
Here is one vampire kit.
Ooh, he's gonna love it. He's gonna love it.
What is all that stuff?
So we're gonna start with the most important part.
So if you had to kill a vampire,
this was gonna be the pistol that you were gonna use.
-Right. -This is a British-made
single shot percussion cap Derringer
from probably the mid-1800s.
-That thing's small. -It is small.
Okay, and here's the really cool part.
When I pull the hammer back, the trigger pops down.
Oh, the trigger came out.
Yup, yup. It's a concealed trigger.
It made it very easy to draw.
So that made for a nice, smooth draw.
Vampires beware.
-Yeah, yeah. -[laughs]
I like that. I've never seen it before in my life.
So of course you need ammunition for your vampire pistol,
-so it comes with a bullet mold -Ahh.
so you could cast your own bullets.
It only shoot that mold?
Yeah, it would only shoot that mold.
But you gotta have something to dip those bullets in.
Yeah, it's a vampire kit.
Yeah, because we're killing vampires.
Right.
So we have Professor Blumberg's new serum.
So this was snake oil.
Professor Blumberg. Eew, look at the color.
Yeah, yeah, that's powerful-looking stuff.
Yeah, it looks like it.
We also have a bottle of powdered garlic.
-Vampires don't like garlic. -Yeah.
So that was important.
Potassium nitrate and brimstone or sulfur.
And most importantly,
we have a little vial for holy water.
Gotta have the holy water.
-You have to have the holy water.
-Yeah, you have to have that. -Yeah.
So we have all of that.
-And a wooden stake. -And a wooden stake.
Well, you know me, man.
The famous question.
How much it's worth?
How much is it worth?
So these kits from back in the day
are really getting hard to find now.
So a kit like this right now is gonna sell for about...
$4,000.
For a vampire kit?
Well, but think about it.
If you've got a vampire coming after you,
that $4,000 isn't gonna seem that expensive in the moment.
Well, I'm gonna tell you,
my friend, he really believes in vampires,
-so he's gonna love that. -Excellent.
That's gonna help him out a lot.
I don't know where he got this from.
He opens it up, the gun's there,
the bottle's there, the stake's there.
I can't wait to bring this thing to New Orleans, man.
You never cease to amaze me, brother.
Oh-ho! That's what I'm talking about, man.
He's gonna love this.
Well, happy vampire slaying.
-He's gonna love this. -Excellent.
Over in Amelia,
Leron and Porkchop circle back to check their land lines.
You know, we headed over there, bro.
Everything cool, It gonna pay off, buddy.
-Well, hang tight then, buddy. -All right.
Getting bit on land, I'm afraid of that
or something happening to Porkchop,
because them gators is real fast on the bank.
I mean, they run faster on land
than when they swim in that water.
I'll tell you that for sure.
There you go, there you go, cuz.
Hold it now, hold now.
It's already loaded, buddy.
Yeah, man, you been-- You been jumpin' on my tail
all day about coming check these lines in the woods, man.
I'm excited.
-Porkchop. -What?
Something on that line.
-Come on. -All right.
I got him.
I got him, cuz, I got him.
I got him now. I got him. He ain't going nowhere.
He can't come back that way, I got him, cuz.
I'm good right here.
If you're good, I'm great.
[gunshot]
Whoo, man, that was a good shot there, cuz.
That was a good shot, boy.
-C'mon, man, gimme some, buddy. -Hold on, man.
Let me get over there and give you some of that up top, cuz.
This eight-footer is not what they hoped for,
but there's one more land line to run.
Whew!
Hold on, Porkchop.
I don't know, Porkchop.
What do you say, cuz?
-Porkchop. -What?
Something pulling back there, buddy.
The line right there.
You want the gun?
[Leron laughs]
-You sure? -Positive.
Whoa!
That one pissed-off gator, Porkchop.
Get that gun.
-Porkchop! -Whoa! Whoa! Ho-ho-ho!
[gunshot]
Whoo!
-Got him, Porkchop. -Bam!
Hell, yeah, buddy.
I know, buddy.
Whoo, man.
It may have been a close call,
but with a little patience and a whole lot of muscle...
Teamwork make the dream work,
-buddy. -Yeah.
the hunters nabbed an 11-footer
to cap off a successful day.
Aah!
I'll put lines on the land again because it paid off.
Whoo!
Sometimes even putting yourself
in a scary situation is worthwhile.
Back in New Orleans,
Rambo returns triumphant
with a 19th-century treasure that was tough to track down.
Yeah, he's gonna lose his mind.
I get to Mike's, he won't believe it!
He has the vampire killing kit.
Everything is intact.
No way. I can't believe it. I'm going crazy.
I got it.
Go on and check that out.
Go ahead and bust into this thing.
Hoo-hoo!
You definitely got me an 1800s vampire hunting kit.
That's what I'm talking about.
I very much appreciate it.
This is interesting.
This is powdered flowers of garlic.
Oh, we got some brimstone here.
Sulfur. Sulfur is used for things like exorcism
-Mm-hmm. -and dealing with demons.
And so there probably would've been
enough overlap in the folklore, especially by the 1800s,
that they just figured vampire, demon, same thing.
Put some brimstone in there.
Got your holy water right here.
It might've dried up.
Well, who knows? It might've got used up as well.
Holy water was useful against any agent of the Devil,
and, well, vampires are evil.
That means they're of the Devil. Hey, holy water.
I figure I can ask you very specifically about the gun.
They say they shoot silver balls.
Oh, okay. Well, that explains it.
But then, where's the trigger?
I don't see a trigger.
[chuckles] Check this out. The trigger comes out.
Interesting.
If you could use one thing out of there to kill a vampire,
what would you grab first?
-The wooden stake to the heart. -Right here.
To the heart, or depending on where I am,
because if I'm in a rush, I'm gonna be going
through the mouth.
What you really wanna do
is you wanna be able to take the head off one way or the other.
So, bro, look me in the face.
You really believe in vampires?
I know enough to know I don't know enough.
You always give me the good answers, bro, I'm telling you.
You gotta love Gwydion, man. He's a good guy, man.
I'm glad he was happy.
I'm glad I could help him out, man.
To see the smile on his face,
that's all that matters to me, to be honest with you.
-Dude, I love it. -Well, I'm glad
-I could help you out, man. -That's what I was looking for.
Look, I'm gonna get back home, all right?
I'm gonna check you later, okay?
You enjoy that now, all right?
And I'm gonna enjoy this. Gonna take this with me.
No, no, that's mine.
You don't get that. That's mine.
-Come on, bro. -Get your own.
-Gonna do me like that? -Always.
Always a pleasure, man. You take care.
Likewise, you, too.
-Good seeing you, man. -Stay safe.
I'll be back.
As daylight fades in The Cemetery,
Ashley and Anna need to fill one more tag
with just one line left.
Just don't wanna get stuck out here.
Oh, I'm not getting stuck back here. Uh-uh.
-We gotta get it done quick. -Yeah.
The scariest thing about going to The Cemetery
is not making it back out.
If you get stuck on the inside of The Cemetery
and you're not able to get through those pylons,
you're stuck.
Honestly, I don't know if we're gonna get back out.
If those water levels drop any
or we have too many gators in the boat,
we're not gonna be able to make it back out.
Line looks down.
Ashley, I don't like this one.
This is really creepy.
Got it?
-Yeah. -How's it feel?
-It's already pulling back. -Yes!
Get the gun, man.
Watch that line, Anna. Watch that line.
Oh, jeez.
Oh, I hate this.
God, you've gotta get a shot on this.
We gotta get outta here.
I'm gonna shoot him as fast as I can.
Soon as he gives me a shot.
-You ready? -I'm ready. Pull him up.
-Whoo! -Whoo!
Oh, my God!
God, I hate this. We're under this frickin' tree.
He's putting us in the spiders.
Show him who's boss, Anna.
He's going under.
Come on, big boy, give me a shot.
I'm gonna bust his ass.
[gunshot]
-Killed that. -Good job!
-Night, night. -Sleep tight!
Oh, man, that's a big old head.
Let's get outta here.
He's gonna be a hard one to get in the boat. Ooh!
Let me see, get on this side of me.
Okay.
I'm telling you.
I'm getting some real bad, bad feelings this way.
He came right back. Anna, grab the gun.
Shoot him as many times as you can!
Empty the clip on him. That's what we need.
[gunshot]
Okay, I think he's good now.
Damn, this is a heavy gator.
You see the size of the head?
Oh, I know.
This might be our biggest gator.
I just wanted to get as many gators as we could here.
Yeah.
But we ain't coming back.
No, I'm done here. Uh-uh.
Ready? One, two, three.
Come on. Come on this side of me.
That side? Okay.
-We're gonna roll him in. -All right.
We only got his jowls over.
Here we go. Come on.
Almost.
No.
Trying to roll back into the water.
This 12-footer fills their eighth and final tag
and thankfully brings an end
to their day in the notorious Cemetery.
We got what we came for!
Anna and I are coming out of The Cemetery,
and we have a bunch of big old gators,
but I'm scared that we're not gonna make it
through the pylons. If we don't get there
in the right amount of time,
we're not gonna make it back out.
Look how much the water's dropped.
-All right, Anna. -Can we fit through there?
I don't know, I don't know.
The water looks like it dropped.
Please, please, please let us get through.
All right, Anna, push off on that pylon, okay?
[scraping]
Oh, hold yourself. You okay?
Yeah.
Oh, my God.
Let's get outta here.
Let's go. Let's go.
Back in the swamp on Old River,
hunting alone, Troy is pushing the limit
and loading the boat with big gators,
but he still has 20 of his 100 lines left to run
and only a couple of hours of daylight left.
I still got quite a few lines to run.
You know, I'm hustling as fast as I can,
but I'm not moving that fast
because I'm not a spring chicken no more.
The next line looks tight.
Tight, tight, tight.
Could be a tree-shaker.
Oh, my God.
I don't even wanna look at that thing. [laughs]
Aah, it's a big one, it's a big one.
Oh!
Ooh, yeah.
[thud, thud, thud] Ooh, ooh.
Oh!
Whoo!
Oh, the line is frayed.
Oh, he's about to pop the line!
Oh!
[gunshot]
Whoo!
Five more minutes, that gator would've been off the line.
Oh, yeah, we got him, we got him.
[grunting]
He's stuck under the boat.
With this 12-foot beast,
the King of the Swamp is living up to his name,
proving sometimes experience is more valuable than youth.
It ain't the idea if I like the winch,
I couldn't make it today without the winch.
I couldn't have made it today without it, I promise you.
By myself I'm catching good.
You know, I'm not breaking no records,
but I'm catching really and truly
a few more than I was hoping to catch.
I was hoping to have a bad day today without Pee-wee,
but I'm actually catching pretty good.
Please Lord, don't let me catch another alligator today.
Near St. Marys,
Joey and Zak have been filling up the boat,
but their haul means nothin'
if they can't find Red's missing dog.
The longer he's out here, the more I'm worried.
Yeah.
We might not get him back.
We in an area where, you know, he should be somewhere around,
but we still haven't found Deucey.
I don't know if alligators got him. I'm worried.
I got another one right here.
Let's see if this line pays off.
Pop, look how tight the line is.
Oh.
-Here, you got that? -Yeah.
Get your gun.
-Whoa! -Oh, my God, he's a giant.
-Whoa! -Dude, hold on.
Oh, my God!
The water's too dark. I can't see his head.
Where'd he go?
Oh, my God, there he is.
Oh, he's a big one.
Damn! Damn, pop!
Hold on to that bad boy!
Oh, my God!
Oh! That's a giant. [gunshot]
Shoot him again. Ain't got him right there.
He ate it. He ate that.
Hold him up, hold him up.
Aah! Stop him! Stop him!
God!
Come on, get his head up.
-Pull him up! -Aah!
-His head's right there. -Shoot the damn thing!
Good job. Yes.
I don't know if we have room in the boat
for that big boy right now.
Aah! No way.
Oh, oh, oh. Maybe, maybe.
No.
Boy, that boy had more water in him.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, I almost got a hand on him.
All right, pop, we're good.
Come on in here.
Come in here!
Yup. Big boy.
That's a good one.
What you think, pop?
You think that's the one that got Deucey?
I don't know, but a big boy this size
could've swallowed Deucey pretty easily.
It's a giant.
If Deucey sniffed around them trails,
that alligator probably got him, man.
With no more lines left to run,
Joey and Zak decide to search the area one more time.
Deucey!
It's like finding a little dog in a big haystack, dude.
Look, look, look, look.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
There he is.
Deucey!
-Let's go, boy. -Hah!
-Deucey! -Yes, sir.
Red's gonna be happy with that.
Oh, that's ridiculous.
-Let's go, Deuce. -Come on, pup.
-Come on, come on here. Get in the boat.
-Come on. -Get in the boat.
Good boy!
How you doing?
-Good boy! -How you doing?
Nothing bit him?
You all right?
-Nope, he looks clean. -He's not dirty.
-Come on, dude. -Good job, buddy.
When I first see the dog, it was a big relief,
but we were lucky that we found him,
and I'm excited to bring him back to Red.
Red, look what I got, Red.
What?
Deucey!
Y'all found him.
Boy, I love you so much, boy.
Oh, goodness.
Oh, I missed him. Thank you, Joe.
No problem, Red.
You don't know how much I appreciate that.
You're welcome, buddy. You're welcome.
He's going in quarantine now, putting him on the leash.
[all laugh]
-Whoo, boy. -How 'bout that, pop, huh?
Probably one of the best catches we ever did is Deucey.
No doubt.
Further north, on Old River,
King of the Swamp Troy Landry
is having a record-breaking day,
and with one line left to run,
his boat is already stacked full of gators.
You know, I'm just running lines
and shooting the gators
and pulling them in the boat as quick as I can.
All of a sudden it hits me.
I got almost a full boat of alligators.
Holy smokes.
We gonna sink this baby.
Gotta be a little careful there.
Oh, it look tight, huh?
Whoo, we got a tree-shaker.
We got a tree-shaker!
Ooh! Not another big one!
Oh!
Ooh, it's a big one, it's a big one, it's a big one.
Whoo!
I'm burned out, but he ain't.
Aah!
I can't let the line go long enough to grab my gun.
Let's try this again.
[chuckles]
Oh, my God.
If I ain't good with the winch by now, I'll never be.
I got a good average today, Lord have mercy.
I hope everything went good with her family emergency she had.
I know she wanted to be here as bad I need her,
but she had other things more important.
This 12-foot behemoth
is Troy's 33rd alligator of the day.
Well, at the end of the day,
I proved to myself that I could still do it.
I mean, I had a load. My boat was full.
But I also proved to myself I don't wanna do it by myself.
I told Pee-wee not to put so many lines,
then she don't show up today.
And me like a dummy, I listened to her.
With 33 gators from the 100 lines,
the King of the Swamp makes his way to Duffy's
with his best haul of the season so far.
I got it done, but it wasn't easy.
Oh, man, look at that.
Mr. Troy, what y'all do today?
Where's Pickle?
Pee-wee had a family emergency.
So you had to do solo today, huh?
Y'all might have to help me get out the truck.
-Oh, Lord. -I don't know if I can get out.
You need me to get the forklift?
No, I need y'all to get in the boat.
I'm gonna get on the forklift.
Oh, is that how it works?
I'm talking about to get you out.
Oh, I might need it, Ashley.
I might need the forklift.
Come on, I'll help you unload.
There's always a lot of competition out there,
and to be the King of the Swamp
or the best alligator hunter on the bayou,
you gotta be willing to work harder
and do more than the other alligator hunters.
It's that simple.
Y'all watch out, watch out, watch out.
I'm no better than the next man.
I'm just willing to work harder than the next man,
and that's what separates us from a lot of other people.
We willing to go the extra mile and do the extra work.
After Troy's monumental day hunting alone,
the Landrys reclaim first place,
with Leron, Porkchop, and Bruce rising to second,
while the Edgars sit atop the rest in third.
Dang, now that's a good one.
Come on down.
How many you think you got, Jake? 30?
27.
60 all together?
Team Landry did good today.
Think that'll do it, yeah.
Y'all did good.
Your mama said there would be days like this.
[laughs]