It's the last two days of gator season...
Every alligator counts at this point.
Oh, oh, bring him up! Whoa!
And hunters race a ticking clock...
We're running out of time.
We're gonna have a moment of truth.
-Oh, I hope we win. -Come on, gator.
battling fierce competition...
-Somebody cut one of our lines. -I can try it from here.
to strike it rich...
I don't know if we're number one
or number two or number five.
...or die trying.
That tree's moving an awful lot.
Whoa!
Crap!
Whoo!
♪♪
-You ready? -Mm-hmm.
As gator season comes down to the wire...
All right, let's get 'em.
Push me off a little bit up there, please.
Yup. Ready to go.
Willie reigns by a slim margin,
with the Landrys trailing in second
and Ronnie hanging on in third,
while the Edgars face an uphill battle
in a tie for fourth with Leron, Porkchop, and Bruce.
In Myrtle Grove...
Oh, yeah. It's now or never.
I'm changing up things a little bit.
Knowing his team needs two big days
to leapfrog the competition,
swamp legend Bruce Mitchell heads to an area
known for voodoo rituals and bad luck
that hasn't been fished in years.
I mean, if this is voodoo, I don't know, I don't care.
If you in a place that hasn't been fished in 25, 30 years,
there ain't nothin' but big gators there.
Line down! That's what I like to see.
[laughs]
Oh, yeah, that's a nice one.
That's what I'm looking for.
Yes, indeed.
Showtime.
Now he don't look like he's happy.
Wait right there, buddy. I got something for you.
Just a minute.
Come on, big boy.
Whoa...
Whoa!
Crap!
Whew! Oh, my!
Okay...
[gunshot]
Whoo! Whew.
I don't know what I think about these self-loading gators.
Whoo! That was close.
A big gator to start the day
is exactly why Bruce chose this area,
but he's suddenly facing an example
of its infamous reputation.
What the heck is that?
I don't understand that.
Somebody's messing with me.
Chicken foot. What the heck?
I don't know if it's some kind of shrine
or voodoo crap or what it is,
but I ain't gonna let it bother me.
I really don't believe in all that mess.
Uh, I just don't believe in it.
Tell you what we're gonna do.
Somebody want to leave me some bait, I'll use it.
I don't care.
Somebody want to give me a chicken foot,
I'm gonna use it for bait.
Show you how worried I am about it.
Leave the bait sticking on there for 'em.
Chicken foot.
Weird things hanging in the trees.
I don't know if somebody's after me or what out here.
I ain't worried about it.
I don't believe in all that voodoo crap.
In Bayou Natchez...
C'est bon, huh?
Troy and Pickle are going all out to reclaim first place
in an area that's been hunted by the Landrys
since Cajuns first settled the swamp.
Teach me French.
Pee-wee...
All season long we talked about winning these 350 tags,
but when me and Mr. Troy get out on the water,
we really try to take it all in and enjoy every season,
because you never know when it's gonna be your last.
There's a lot of history and stuff around here
that you teach me,
but my favorite thing is definitely the French.
I try to get Mr. Troy
to teach me as many French words
as he possibly can in a season.
And back when my mom was a kid,
the kids would get in trouble in school for speaking French,
and it was kinda like
they cut that part of our culture out,
and here in Pierre Part they kept it.
It's going away.
Like, my kids, they understand French.
They know exactly what I'm telling them,
but they barely ever talk it.
Yeah. I missed that part of my heritage,
and so by all means I wanna try to grasp that again.
Okay, listen, I could teach you French and all of that stuff,
-but after we run our lines. -Okay.
-We got lines to run. -Yeah, let's go finish running.
We'll talk French later.
-I'm gonna be your tutor. -Oh, Lord.
Pee-wee, look our line over there.
Ooh, yeah.
Grab the line,
see if you can pull him out with the pole.
-What we got, Pee-wee? -Oh, God.
Whoo! What we got?
It's a good one, it's a good one.
-The gun's loaded? -Yes.
-Oh, no! -Whoa!
Show him who's the boss.
Oh, no, no, no.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, God.
Whoo! Watch him, Pee-wee, watch him.
Show him who's the boss.
Shoot!
[gunshot]
Whoo! Good job, Pee-wee, good job.
[speaking French] ...one, two, three.
A 10-footer on their first line is a boost of confidence
and allows Troy to breathe a little bit easier.
That's the first one of the day.
Say it again?
Dangereuse.
-Dangereuse. -Dangereuse.
I wanna learn everything that I can
because just to get the opportunity
to learn from Troy Landry, and it's not the name.
It's his experience and his knowledge
that makes me wanna learn everything that he has to offer.
You're dangerous, Pee-wee. You're scaring me.
[laughs]
Over in the spillway...
Let me tell you what.
The ladies team is gonna take out all the men teams.
With just two days left in the season,
Ashley "Deadeye" Jones and her deckhand Anna Ribbeck
need a huge day if they want to leapfrog the Landrys
and the Edwards for the top spot.
It's like we're in the championship, you know?
We gotta make it to the playoffs.
Gotta make every play count.
We may not have as many gators as everybody else,
but we kept our average up.
We were able to target just big gators,
and that's the name of the game right now.
We've got to win those 350 tags,
and this is the way to do it.
Line's down, Ashley.
It's over there behind them hyacinths.
Okay, I see it now.
Okay?
Feels really slack.
Oh!
Oh, my God, where's our hook?
You know, It's not, like, frayed or anything.
It looks like a clean cut.
Like someone cut our line.
I hope karma comes back and busts them in the face.
I just can't believe someone would come and do that.
God, that's frustrating.
Anna and I have been working really hard,
and to come out here and see that somebody came
and cut one of our lines is just a huge disappointment.
With the clock ticking on their season,
Ashley and Anna can only hope
their next line makes up for the loss.
We are down to the left of that tree.
Oh, yeah, line's down.
-Can you grab it? -Yeah.
You got it?
It's slack, Ashley.
What in the world? I don't feel any--
-Oh, no. -They did it again, Ash.
We gotta get out of this area.
This is ridiculous.
All this freaking hard work,
and, I mean, someone's just taking it from us.
If nothing else, they stole the hook.
They ain't cutting little gators.
That's money.
Who would do that? Why would you do that?
Ugh! I hope karma finds them before I do.
With a potential crisis that can spell doom
for their chances of winning the 350 tags,
Ashley and Anna need to come up with a plan fast.
We're gonna pull out of this real high-traffic area.
Just let's from now on
we're not telling anybody where we're running,
and if we do, just tell 'em
that we're running lines in the water.
They say where you running lines? In the water.
When they say how many lines are you running,
tell them enough.
This could completely destroy our season.
If it was up to me, I would sit and hunt the poacher,
but I don't know who these poachers are,
and it's a big risk, you know.
It's just me and Anna out here.
Of course we have guns and things to protect ourselves,
but she and I having families to get back home to,
don't wanna risk anything that's not worth it.
It's not worth a gator.
So Anna and I are just gonna move to a more secluded place.
We're not gonna give them the opportunity
to continue stealing our gators.
I just hope this works, because we're running out of time.
Everything's a secret, huh?
Everything. Every man and woman for themself now.
Over in Bayou Postillion...
We got a couple little small tracks
that we gotta skip coming up.
Jacob Landry and his partner Don Brewer
have saved one of their most reliable hunting areas
for the final stretch,
and so far Don likes what he sees.
Saw a 12-footer this morning.
-Mm. -The very end of the season,
we have a few tricks up our sleeve
and some really good areas that we fish year after year,
and it's always produced really good gators for us.
So we know we have that in our back pocket.
Go to that next big willow.
We always do it at the end of the year
as kind of our last big breath, you know.
We go out with a bang, and we try to finish out strong.
And them areas are gonna really be, to me,
what's gonna be the deciding factor
of whether or not we're gonna come out this year on top
or be behind.
Line tight.
I don't see nothin' moving, though.
Oh, no, he's alive. There's something moving.
-Line's stretched out. -It got to moving.
It's heavy.
-Really? -Yeah.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Look at him. He just does whatever he wants to do.
Oh, yeah. Boy, that's a good one.
Oh, there he goes, there he goes, there he goes.
Watch him, Jacob.
Now we talking, big boy.
-Come on, D. -Aah!
Ah, I can't get him up here.
-Bring him up. -Aah!
In Bayou Postillion,
Don wrestles with a swamp beast.
Aah!
Ah, I can't get him up here.
-Bring him up. -Aah!
You better put a hole in him, and do it fast.
Do something, boy.
[gunshot]
Aah...
Starting the day with an 11-footer
puts the hunters in a great position
to help take back first place for the Landrys.
A good little start.
It's what we need
for these other tags that we trying to win,
and that's right where we want to be, you know.
Things are going along great.
Hopefully we can finish out the season just like this.
Help that average.
Northwest of Franklin,
feeling the pressure of being tied for last place,
veteran hunter Daniel Edgar and his grandson Dorien
are gambling on an area used by female gators for nesting.
I'm telling you, it's gonna work.
I'm real confident.
They're hoping that some of the monster bulls
that move in to mate
have remained past the breeding season.
The alligators are here in this deep river.
There's bulls in this river.
If you've got four nests in a row right here in this area,
that bull just got to breed these females.
It's his harem.
Let's see what we got here.
I'm not sure if you got anything on there or not.
What you got, pa?
It look like he died on the line.
Let me look at this thing.
-Oh, gol. -Boy, he's ate up.
That look like a chicken wing, pa.
Look at that bone sticking out like that.
He just grabbed that back leg, spin, ate it.
Gol.
Look at his head, just...
Man, a bull chewed his--
Oh, look at the side of his head. Oh, my.
-Smashed him like a Coke can. -Look at that.
Boy, there's a big bull in here, huh? Look at that.
You see where his teeth, where he bit,
look how wide his teeth are.
-That's a big alligator. -Right here. He's real big.
With clear evidence
big bulls are active in the area past mating season,
the hunters are encouraged
that their Hail Mary strategy may indeed pay off.
We found maybe about a six-footer,
absolutely destroyed.
He was dismembered, missing arms and legs,
bones sticking out.
That lets us know there's bigger alligators in the area,
so the idea is working,
but we're still looking for that big, big, big one.
I'm starting to become a believer of this river.
Over in Bayou Natchez...
Wonder how Jake's catching.
Hope he doing better than us.
After getting a giant on their first line,
Troy and Pickle have caught three straight eight-footers,
and their chances to regain the lead
are starting to slip away.
This ain't fun when it's like this.
The last thing we need is to have a letdown,
and today we catching way too many small alligators.
You know, hopefully we can catch some big ones,
because we used to catch a lot of big alligators right here.
Straight ahead.
What we got here, Pee-wee?
Oh, man, a dead one.
I don't see nothin'.
-Ooh, I'll lose my thumb. -I thought you said
it was dead. -No, he ain't dead, man.
Don't look dead to me.
-Hold him, Pee-wee, hold him. -God, Lord!
Show him who's the boss. Oh!
-Ooh, yeah. Whoa! -Whoa!
That's it. He's gonna get it now.
He bit my boat.
You know that hurt his teeth.
Watch him, Pee-wee.
Shoot the damn thing!
Bring him up, bring him up!
[gunshot]
Whoa. What?
Good shot, dude.
What you talking about?
Frickin' John Wayne Jr. here.
Another eight-footer in the boat
threatens to derail their season at a crucial time.
-Wasn't too big. -No.
But that's all we catching.
You know what we gonna win with that?
A goose egg.
A last place award.
We gotta hustle.
Hopefully we'll catch a big alligator.
We trying to get them tags.
You know, I'm hustling as fast as I can,
but it's slipping away.
With time running out,
Troy spots an opportunity to turn their day around.
See, that's a little chicken tree right there.
See all the little balls in it?
Mm-hmm.
Some people call them Chinaball trees.
I call them an alligator tree.
See, birds, birds laying on them branches
to look for little fish and crawfish,
and the alligators know that,
so they wait right there for them birds to land.
When they land, they... [kwup].
They grab 'em.
Today we in an area
where there's a lotta, lotta Chinaball trees.
Usually they'll grow right on the edge of the water,
and then they lean over the water
because they got bigger trees behind them.
So they lean over for the sun.
And they pretty strong and they flexible,
so I love setting lines on 'em.
Uh-huh.
Let's do that.
Let's throw us a handful of lines right here, okay?
-You good with that? -All right.
I hope this works, Pee-wee,
'cause we're running out of time.
Meanwhile, in Myrtle Grove...
Bait's still hanging.
What's going on with this crap?
Bruce hasn't caught a single gator
since he discovered a voodoo shrine by one of his lines.
This ain't making no sense.
All the baits is hanging.
In need of a big day, the veteran hunter
is determined he can make his own luck.
I don't know. Just gonna be one of them days, I guess.
Dang sure can't catch a gator.
I seen that chicken foot hanging in that shrine,
thinking I don't know
if somebody's trying to scare me off of this property
or what the deal is.
I mean, if somebody's trying to send me a message
with this chicken feet, I'm gonna send them a message.
I ain't worried about this mess.
They might as well back up with the chicken bones
'cause here I come. I'm catching gators.
Gator on to the left.
Oh, yeah, gator on, gator on.
That tree's moving an awful lot.
Harder that water I see he's splashing, that's a good one.
Whoo!
Come on.
Come on, big boy.
[click, click]
Oh, golly.
Whoa! Whoa!
-Come on. -In Myrtle Grove,
Bruce's gun jams at the worst moment.
[click, click]
Oh, golly.
What the heck?
He's about to pull me in there.
What's going on in here?
Be still.
[gunshot]
Game over.
His gun may be firing again,
but this seven-footer is a blow to Bruce's average
and makes winning the prime new tags even harder.
Yeah, look at that.
Another gator done bit his foot off.
Off.
These gators ain't playing out here.
I don't know what's going on with this area.
I don't really feel spooky about it.
You know, whatever happens happens.
This is the end of the season.
Everybody's wanting these tags.
Everybody's wanting to make that money next year.
I'm really pretty confident
that we gonna be in the running.
I'm gonna get my gators before I leave.
Well, my average ain't doing too good right now.
I need to catch some big boys, though.
Need to catch some big boys.
Back in the spillway...
All right, now.
After discovering their lines raided by poachers,
Ashley and Anna have spent precious hours relocating.
These next few lines are gonna make or break us.
Just hope for the best.
But they're quickly running out of time
to catch the giants they need
to get to the top of the leaderboard.
This is our time to show everybody
that we deserve to be out here and be able to claim those tags.
We don't get those tags, this boat ain't here next year.
The goal for today is: catch big gators.
Even though it took us a lot of time to move,
it's definitely well worth it.
Oh, my God, is that the gator's tail I see?
Is it wrapped up?
It's probably wrapped up right around those trees
that are real close to the bank.
Dang.
Oh, I see its head, Ashley.
It's resting on that log right there.
Hold on. Let me get up here with that gun.
-He's moving. -Okay.
All right, you ready?
Oh, he's done got so tied up.
He is really tangled. That's a big gator.
[gunshot]
-Whoo! -Night-night!
Sleep tight.
-Now he's bleeding. -Now he's bleeding good.
That brought us back up, Anna.
How we gonna get him in the boat?
Fun part begins, huh?
Yup.
-It's just a slipknot. -Got it.
All right, now we got some leverage.
-Feel good about this. -Okay.
-All right. -Give it the go.
Ready.
Two, three.
Oh, God, we're so close.
Uh!
-There we go. -Dang, girl.
-All right. -This is a dinosaur.
This monster is a well-deserved reward
for quick thinking and a never-give-up attitude,
but the hunters will need an epic rest of the day
to push their team to first place.
Ronnie's gonna be happy about this, too.
Yeah, he is.
Ashley's got a lot of knowledge out here in the swamp,
and she's learned it, you know, from Ronnie and Timmy
and all these years of hunting gators.
You've gotta catch these big gators,
and to do that,
you have to adapt to what the environment calls for
or you won't survive.
Click, click!
That's the way to do it right there.
This is what we came here for, you hear me?
Yes, it is.
Just going up.
That's all we can ask for.
These sloughs are really paying off.
Yeah, I'm glad we came back here.
Over in Bayou Postillion...
Jacob and Don have caught four big gators,
but with Willie and Little Willie
ahead of them in the rankings
and Ronnie and Ashley on their heels,
they're urgently looking for even bigger gators.
I'd much rather catch a good couple solid alligators
versus catching 30 small ones.
But you also gotta be smart about it.
You don't catch 11- and 12-foot alligators all the time.
-Whoa. -Look at him
moving that whole thing.
-How you doing? -Mm-mm.
See what we got going on here.
-Oh, yeah. -I think a good 10-footer.
-He might be 10-and-a-half. -What?
-A good'un, boy, a good'un.
-Mmm! -[Don laughs]
-Ooh, ooh. -Go, cowboy.
-Don't let him go the other way. -Don't fall in.
Ooh, a mean one there.
Don't fall in. Just...
Oh, there he goes, there he goes, there he goes.
Coming up, coming up!
Aah!
Hey, buddy.
Making that average come up, boy.
With another 10-footer, Jacob and Don
are making up for Troy and Pickle's smaller catch,
but it's anyone's guess
where that puts the Landrys in the rankings.
We are kicking butt.
We got a 10-foot bull gator.
But the deal of it, I don't know if we're number one
or number two or number five. I don't know.
We gotta make every day count.
Got you wore out on that one?
Nice gator right there.
Did you see how big he is?
That is a big'un right there.
That is a swamp donkey.
Want me to try to get closer?
I can try it from here.
-Is it good? -He a good'un, yup.
-Huh? -Pretty good'un.
In Bayou Postillion, Jacob and Don have their sights
on a giant.
Made a good splash when he took off.
Hurry up.
I see him.
Oh, look, look, over there, over there.
Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles.
-Where? -See the little bubbles
on the top of the water right there?
-Right there? -Straight off the side the boat.
-Got it. -There you go.
Remember, the current's coming this way,
so might have to throw further up
than what we see in the bubbles.
Throw further up, D.
The bubbles are coming up back here.
He's probably up in front of the boat.
Now throw above the current.
Well, I bet we throwed a hundred times on this gator.
He'd move, make a few bubbles, we'd throw.
Couldn't sink the hook into him. Goose egg.
I mean, nothing.
No.
-Do you? -Mm-mm.
With the clock ticking down,
the hunters don't have time
to wait for this gator to resurface.
That didn't work.
They have to keep moving.
We got lines to run.
Outside Franklin,
despite evidence of ferocious bull gators in the area,
Daniel and Dorien have yet to catch any.
With the end of the season fast approaching
and a chance to win in his sights,
Daniel is eager to track down the beasts.
See right here?
See right here where her nest was, pa?
See?
Let's go put some lines right here in this area,
see if we can get this old bull outta here.
We need those 350 tags,
and that kind of alligator is gonna help our average.
See your little tag? Make sure it's long enough.
While the hunters set new lines to trap a bull gator
protective of his females...
We're on a mission.
...they still need to run the lines
they set yesterday.
Line's down, pa.
I see his tail up on the bank, pa.
Can't tell how big he is.
Ooh, watch it, pa.
That's a mean one.
Watch him.
Pull him back over there.
Bring him back. Give me a shot.
[gunshot]
-Awesome. -Got him, got him, got him.
Just grab that front leg. Help me.
It's not a monster, but a keeper.
This nine-footer
is not one of the breeding giants they came here for,
but Daniel believes when you're confident in your plan,
it's crucial to stay the course.
In life there's always some failure.
Nothing's perfect.
But if you're consistent and willing to work hard,
it normally pays off.
Over in the Spillway,
since moving their lines to evade poachers,
Ashley and Anna have caught four big gators.
But with only a few hours left in the day,
they need to double their catch
and maintain an average close to 10 feet
to rise in the rankings.
We're gonna have a moment of truth.
Yeah.
Real soon.
Oh, I hope we win.
If you're alligator hunting,
you definitely have to have a lot of determination.
You have to do whatever it takes.
Anna and I, we both have a lot of willpower,
and we're not gonna quit until it's done.
Giving up is definitely not an option.
Kind of shallow in here, Anna, so hold on tight.
All right, the line is down.
Got your hook?
Do you see the line yet?
Oh, there it is.
Looks kind of slack, though.
I don't feel anything yet.
Pulling back at all?
No pull back yet.
Dang it.
Oh!
Whoo! Hold on to him.
Get the gun.
Hold him, he's kind of tangling around that line.
Dang, that's a big gator.
Look, it's wrapped around his tooth.
He's gonna pop that line, Anna.
-Whoa! -Hold him!
In the Spillway...
-Whoa! -Hold him!
Ashley and Anna are facing off
against a monster.
He's gonna pop the line!
Oh! Oh, my God!
Watch out, watch out, he's gonna hit us.
Man, he wants to put up a fight.
Oh!
-Damn. -Watch out.
Give me a shot, gator.
Hold on to him.
Shoot it!
[gunshot]
Whoo! Night-night.
Sleep tight. Great shot, Deadeye.
-Oh, my gosh. -Man, look how big he is.
You wanna come on this side of me?
Yeah.
All right, you know the drill.
One, two, three.
Mm. He ain't helping us, is he?
No, he's not.
Here, I'll get on this side.
There we go. Ready?
There we go.
With another gator close to 10 feet,
the hunters are inching their way up the leaderboard,
but they'll need more, and time is running out.
I'm really glad that we have these big gators,
because it's gonna definitely affect our average
and it's gonna be just a matter of eighths of inches
to actually win, and hopefully we'll keep rolling.
We're gonna take this one home.
I mean, it's not in the bag.
Nothing comes easy, huh?
Over in Myrtle Grove...
Got a line right there.
Ever since tampering
with a strange voodoo shrine this morning,
Bruce's day has been full of frustration.
Oh! Caught a stick fish.
But if he wants to save the day,
and possibly the season,
there's no time to dwell on anything
but catching big gators.
We down to the wire now. This is it.
Whatever I catch today goes in the book.
If I can just add another inch or two or three to this count,
it's gonna make a big difference on our average.
You can't worry about it.
You just gotta keep going.
Tree's moving an awful lot.
Oh, that line is straight out.
Oh, yeah.
You reckon my luck has done changed?
Showtime.
Whoa!
Come on, boy.
Whoo! Burning my hand.
Well, big boy, you ready to get up here?
That ain't a bad gator.
This nine-and-a-half footer
will help Bruce recover some of his average...
I need me about 20 more like this
and I'll be all right.
...even as annoying problems
keep messing with his game.
What the heck's wrong with this thing now?
[engine sputters]
Can't get the key out.
I don't know.
The key switch is messing up or something.
You can't worry about it.
You just gotta keep going.
I need to catch gators now.
We got a lotta, lotta land here
that hasn't been fished in years.
[engine starts]
Everything is funny over here, you know what I mean?
Meanwhile, in Bayou Postillion,
after Jacob and Don's day started off hot,
their lines have gone cold.
Sure thought it'd be a lot better over here, D.
I know it.
If they hope to help reclaim the top spot for the Landrys,
they need to think of something quick.
It's always harder to catch 'em at the end of the season.
The gators are obviously, you know,
catching on to what we doing, so it's tough.
And, you know, you don't catch 11- and 12-foot alligators
all the time, so we just gotta make it happen
with whatever we have to do.
Look at that big old slide over here.
It's going up in the woods right there.
Look how it's rounded off.
That gotta be an alligator slide.
Yeah, you see right there
where it would've been coming down.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah, look at all the tracks.
Lookit. See all the tracks? They're going right up
through there, right over into that other--
Looks like the cut opens up.
It might be an old location.
Right there in that pond be a lot there.
-That's a big daddy-do there. -Big.
You're always wanting to find them big slides
with the big tracks.
This is the exact kind of alligator we need this season
to keep our average up
and to hopefully put them tags in our box.
Look, they go right over this little knoll right here.
So they're hiding in here,
and they grow bigger, don't they?
Nice and quiet, yup.
Oh, ain't nobody messin' with 'em in here.
Can bring a pole and grab one of these little branches
and, uh, put a line right here.
Looks like a good spot to me.
Only thing I see as a pain in the butt
would be dragging them across here.
-Mm-hmm. -But I hope he's a big'un.
We set this line out on the other side,
and I'm anxious to see. I can't wait.
We gonna come back a few hours later this evening
and see if we catch anything on it,
because with the fresh mud
of the alligator going back and forth,
I know he's using this regularly.
So there's a good possibility in four or five hours
we'll have an alligator on this line.
Gotta get him. It's gonna be a big'un in here.
Back in Bayou Natchez...
We keep catching like this,
they're not gonna give us extra tags.
They gonna take tags away from us.
Hoping for the giants they need to get back into contention,
Troy and Pickle start running their new set of lines.
It's a perfect setup for an alligator.
I'm hoping that's gonna help us out.
What we got, P, what we got?
I don't know. It looks limp, man.
Nothing?
I don't think so.
Oh, wait, hold on.
Come here.
-You got something? -Yeah, hurry up.
Hurry up, bro.
He's a good one, he's a good one.
-Good one? -He's a good one.
Whoo! It look like a good one.
Whoo! Good alligator.
Oh, God!
Whoo! It's a big one, it's a big one.
Whoo!
Watch him, Pee-wee, watch him.
Bring him up, Pee-wee, bring him up.
-Ooh, watch him! Oh!
-Back in Bayou Natchez... -Watch him, Pee-wee.
Pickle's wrestling with a swamp monster.
Oh!
Grab the gun.
Oh!
He's gonna pop the line.
Shoot him, Pee-wee.
Shoot him, Pee-wee!
Shoot him!
[gunshot]
Good shot, Pee-wee, good shot.
Whew!
All right, Pee-wee.
Ready? On three.
-One... -One, two, three.
Ooh, that was bad, that was bad.
Ready? One, two, three.
This 10-foot gator is one more example
of why Troy's decades of experience
can be the game-changer at the end of the season.
Give me your knife.
We finally starting to catch.
We starting to catch some nice alligators.
And, you know, I'm thankful we catching 'em,
but I kinda expected that's what we'd do.
Chinaball trees is,uh... I love setting lines on 'em.
That's how you get a 10-feet average.
Smart.
I know I'll never know
the amount of knowledge that he knows.
He's teaching me and I'm learning and I'm listening.
I'm keeping my ears open.
Smart. [laughs]
That's right!
Further west, away from the rest of the pack...
I tell you what, I'm pretty happy.
That's a lot of big alligators.
Absolutely.
As they brave a passing storm,
Daniel and Dorien have caught six big bulls
guarding their females around a nesting area.
The Professor, my grandpa, he has a PhD in swamp knowledge.
He said it'd be a great idea.
We've been doing good,
but we're gonna pick up the pace a little bit.
We always have to stay focused.
Can't let our guard down.
We need it to win this competition.
[thunder]
Got one right there.
Let's see what we got.
Nice alligator.
Bring him over here. Good alligator.
Bring him over here.
He's a bulldog.
Hold him, pa. Don't let him get under that log.
Don't let him get under that log.
Well, let's take him out of his misery.
Give me a shot. That's what I want.
Come on, give me a shot.
Come on, bring him to me.
Give me a shot. Crowd him.
Shoot that thing.
[click]
Oh, my goodness!
-It didn't shoot. -Come on, man, shoot him.
[click]
Oh, my God, pa.
We got a bad batch of bullets, pa.
I have to put new bullets in the gun.
Give me a shot on him.
[gunshot]
Thank God.
This a bad batch of bullets, pa.
[grunting]
Nice. Now, that's what I'm talking about.
Now, if that ain't a pile of alligators,
I don't know what is.
I don't know who's gonna win this average,
but they better be catching some big ones,
because, boy,
we've been catching a lot of big ones.
[thunder]
Back in the Spillway...
This is a freaking T-Rex.
Ashley and Anna have been catching nothing but giants
despite losing time relocating their lines.
They're hoping their last line
will bag 'em one final swamp monster.
We're definitely earning it.
100 percent.
You gotta want it and you gotta do whatever it takes.
Setting our lines, even though it took us a lot of time,
actually made it worth our while.
We've gotten some bigger gators in the boat.
We're adapting and making things happen.
Line is down.
I see it kinda wrapped around this tree right here.
-I just saw his head go down. -Did you?
-Was it big? Was it big? -I just saw his head go down.
-I can't tell how big he is. He's on the line.
Oh, yeah, that's a big gator. That's a big gator.
-Oh, my God! -That's a big gator, Ash.
All right, as soon as I get a shot, I'll take it.
Oh, yes!
Whoa, he's trying to hide behind the tree.
Hold on to him.
Dang, come on, gator.
God, he's pissed.
Rolling that line up, he's rolling the line up.
[thud] Oh!
-In the Spillway... -He's rolling that line up,
he's rolling the line up.
[thud] Oh!
Ashley and Anna
are scrapping with a heavyweight.
-Whoo! -Hold on to him!
-Oh! -Dang, watch out!
Oh, my gosh!
Just get me a shot.
There you go, there you go. Hold him.
[gunshot]
Great shot, Deadeye.
-Night-night. -Sleep tight.
All right.
One, two, three.
There we go.
Hold on. He's about to break.
This final beast is a testament to the hunters' perseverance,
and with a boatload of dinosaurs,
they're suddenly in a perfect position
to break the tie for first place.
Thought he was about to break back over.
Look at this gator.
Here, give me that knife.
Man, what a gator.
We're definitely giving Troy a run for is money today.
The way Anna and I work together and just made it happen
gives me a lot of confidence in this season,
and I just expect to win.
-Click, click. -Click, click.
I can't wait to bring this to Duffy's.
Like, we are just exceeding our goal today.
Man, talk about how quick a day turns around, right?
Came for dinosaurs, we got dinosaurs.
We got 'em.
That is beautiful.
In Myrtle Grove,
despite a stretch of bad luck,
Bruce has managed to stay close to his season average.
He's looking for one giant
that can still turn today into a win.
Whatever comes up, you just gotta
keep pushing through it and see what's gonna happen.
I done had two gators done got in my boat today,
my gun's jamming, my motor's acting up,
I can't crank it.
You gotta have patience and deal with it.
I mean, I'm trying to raise my average out here.
Whatever it takes, I'm gonna have to do it.
What we got here?
That's that line with the chicken foot.
[thud]
Be still, buddy.
I got something for you.
Get out here, boy, get out here.
Where you at?
Oh. Whoa!
Man.
Whoo!
Come on.
[gunshot]
Not bad for an old man, huh?
This 10-and-a-half footer
adds a potentially crucial fraction of an inch
to Bruce, Leron, and Porkchop's season average,
and Bruce knows it's time to take the win and move on.
Voodoo, whatever it is, I'm outta here.
I don't know nothin' about this mess,
don't wanna know nothin' about it.
We got some nice gators.
I think it's gonna up my average a little bit,
and I'm pretty happy with that.
I gotta get out of this place.
Back in Bayou Postillion...
This is gonna be our last chance.
Jacob and Don haven't been able
to knock it out of the park so far today.
They head back to the line they set in a backwoods hole
hoping for a monster homerun.
Our load isn't quite what I want it to be.
In the back of my mind,
I know that other line is across the levee.
and, you know, I know there's good gators back there,
but it's whether or not
we've done caught one in this timeframe.
See if we got something on these old lines, huh, D?
Let's go look, Jacob.
Watch your step, watch your step.
When you're running a line from the bank,
you gotta be real careful,
because if he comes out straight to you,
you don't have anything like a boat protecting you.
Got something?
Got her stretched out there. I don't know what's on it.
Stuck to the bottom.
-You think it's a good one? -Oh, yeah.
It's a good'un. Hell, yeah.
Ooh, there he is, there he is, D. Whoo!
Come on, shoot him!
Don't let him come up on the bank. Watch, watch!
-In a backwoods hole... -Don't let him come up
on the bank. Watch, watch!
Jacob and Don are in a tug of war with a fierce beast.
Ooh! Watch him, watch him!
You better put a hole in him.
Ain't got a shot.
-Right here, right here, Don. -Right here, go get him.
Get him!
[gunshot]
-Mm. -Good job, bro.
Now, how the hell we gonna get him back?
We gotta drag him over this levee to the boat, I guess.
A 10-footer is not the homerun they were hoping for,
but it beats their season average
and hopefully moves the needle.
-Ready? -Two, three...
You know, this alligator was perfect.
We looked for 10-foot above.
That's what we needed at the end of the day
because we were kinda on the lower end.
And it's gonna be a tight race.
I think it's gonna be a struggle to the end,
but we have a few tricks up our sleeve.
If you take your time and wait for the right opportunity,
it's all gonna work out in the end.
Back in Bayou Natchez,
since setting new lines on Chinaball trees,
Troy and Pickle have caught huge gators.
Aah!
As they power to their last line,
they're hoping for a tree-shaker
to propel them to first place.
-You got it, Pee-wee? -Yeah, I got it.
Mr. Troy wanted to try out these trees,
and every line, it's just another 10-footer,
another 10-footer, another 10-footer.
All of a sudden it's paying off, you know,
and I'm just ready to keep rolling and I'm pumped.
Oh, look, it goes way to the left.
Oh, look, that way, that way.
He's on there.
Ah, he's pretty heavy.
Show him who's the boss. Bring him up.
Bring that sucker up.
He's tough.
Whoo! Grab the gun.
It's a big one, it's a big one.
It's Moby Dick!
Whoo!
Too heavy.
We gotta move the winch.
Ooh! Oh!
Come on, Cinderella.
Shoot him, Pee-wee, shoot him!
[gunshot]
Whoo! Good shot, Pee-wee.
Take the winch and try to slide it down his body.
Okay.
We gotta get him past-- like in the middle of the belly.
All right, I got him.
Right there. Hold what you got.
-Pull him tight. -I got it.
Big old alligator.
-You good? -Yeah.
With an 11-footer on their last line,
Troy's Chinaball tree switcheroo
has paid off handsomely.
For Pickle, it's not only a chance to win the 350 tags,
but an inspiration for her own future.
Everything that Mr. Troy has taught me,
the more I learn, the more I understand
that there is so much more to learn out here.
One day I do hope to run my own boat, you know.
It would be awesome to prove that to myself,
to be able to go out without him and do it like he does it.
It's hard, but it's not impossible, okay?
Over in Violet...
Let's see what y'all have.
Oh, boy, what y'all working with?
Ashley and Anna meet up with Ronnie and Timmy
to compare hauls.
Boy, this is a good one here. Oh, yeah.
We freakin' came and knocked it out of the park.
That's the name of the game.
We've got to win those 350 tags.
Watch out. It's a big one.
All right, let's measure up and see what we got.
-10-2. -10-2.
That's what I'm talking about. Get that average going.
9-5.
All right.
On the eve of the last day of gator season,
the 350 tags are anybody's to win.
After Ashley and Anna's impressive turnaround,
the Ronnie and Ashley alliance leads the pack
with a nine-foot, six-inch average.
A mere inch behind them and ready to pounce
are the Landrys and Willie and Little Willie
with a nine-foot, five-inch average,
while the Edgars, together with Leron, Porkchop, and Bruce,
form the tail end,
but remain within striking distance to win it all.
You're doing a great job, I'm super stoked.
Two boats together brought in nothing but big gators.
I'm stoked about it.
I know Team Adams is on top of the leaderboard.
Troy Landry, King of the Swamp,
it's time to knock him off his pedestal.
Troy Landry may be the King of Swamp,
but eventually every king gets replaced.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
See you at 6:30 in the morning.
6:30, okay.
See you then, my baby. See y'all later.
All right, see you later.
See y'all in the morning.