-Get him, Ash! -There he is!
-[gunshot] -Whoo!
Midway through gator season...
Hunters face their biggest tests...
My dad's seen a big one. We call it Renegade.
Hold on, Willie!
Working short-handed...
Gonna be a rough one today, papa.
Timmy showing up in a sling,
I feel like I'm the captain and the deckhand all in one.
And alone...
Today I have to do it all on my own.
By the end of the day, I'm gonna be whipped.
Whoa!
The swampers ante up...
We gonna beat 'em today. We gotta beat them.
Don was talking a bunch of trash to me, so I made him a bet.
Fire in the hole.
Who is gonna catch the most gators?
-We're gonna win no problem. -[gunshot]
As they kick the back half of their seasons
into high gear.
Ooh, [bleep]!
He's coming towards me.
[gunshot]
Aw, help me, T, help me.
[bleep].
We're filling up with water fast.
-Oh, [bleep]. -Why are we sinking?
I don't know. Grab a lifejacket!
[gunshots]
In steamy Belle River,
with 50 lines to run in the heat,
Ronnie Adams prepares for an exhausting day.
Making matters worse,
his deckhand Timmy Aucoin is down an arm today.
Gonna be a rough one today, papa.
-Gonna be rough. -Oh, man.
I was helping a friend of mine lift up a motor,
and I hurt my shoulder.
Having a hurt shoulder's kind of in your way
because I just can't work at all like I'm supposed to.
At least I can still shoot the gun, you know.
Even if I can't do much else in the boat today,
I can still shoot 'em.
I'll be able to handle it. You watch, bro.
We're gonna see.
My confidence level in you today is not really booming, Timmy.
He didn't pick up the phone to tell me anything.
He shows up at the boat ramp in a sling.
I feel bad, but I'm gonna pull most of the mule work,
and I just need his knowledge of the area
and to steer me in the right direction.
He says he can shoot. Man, we gonna see
once we come across the first gator.
Today, Timmy's gonna be the brains,
and I'm gonna be all the muscle.
Oh, yeah, we got a little tree shaker here, baby.
-I don't know how big. -All right.
Yeah, baby, looks like a hammer.
Golly, T.
Whoo, T!
Golly, motherhumper.
I know it's hard, but you gotta try to get a shot on him
with that one arm, baby.
Motherhumper!
That's a good one there, papa.
Come on, T.
Son of a gun's a fighter, boy.
Yes, indeed!
He almost jumped in the damn boat, son.
Watch him, T! Whoo!
He's right there, T.
[gunshot]
-That a baby! -Whoo!
I gotta watch I don't hit your other arm
when we high fiving, daddio. Good shot, Timmy.
For the one arm, but I can't-- hey, buck, I can't complain.
I can grab him, grab his leg. You got it?
-I got him, bro. -All right.
This ain't too bad of a gator here.
A successful first shot for the one-armed bandit
gives Ronnie and Timmy some hope for the day...
Oh, yeah.
But Ronnie sure has his work cut out for him.
Timmy made a real good shot on that first gator.
Was pretty easy loading him up
because he wasn't the biggest of all gators.
But in the back of my mind,
I'm thinking it's really gonna get pretty brutal
towards the end here.
Good job, good job, Ronnie.
-Good job, buddy. -Yes, indeed.
Old broke arm Timmy.
That's your name for the day.
Twenty-five miles west,
lifelong swamper Daniel Edgar
is starting his hunt solo for the first time in years.
What happened to us yesterday was... was really scary.
I think that's the first time
a boat's ever flipped with Dorien,
so he's getting his boat back together.
Today I'm gonna just have to do it all on my own.
It's all solo today,
so let me see if I can run some of these lines.
After yesterday's storm passed,
Joey and Zak set these lines for Daniel to run,
but today they're 40 miles away,
and the veteran has just himself to rely on.
The area he'll be hunting in, referred to as the G.A. Cut,
is legendary for its abundance of massive bull gators.
A little concerned about getting 'em in the boat all by myself.
I know I'm gonna have some big ones on the line.
It's a good area.
But after I kill the alligator, I've gotta get him in the boat.
I'm 74 years old.
These alligators are not gonna come in the boat by themselves.
It's gonna be a real challenge.
This is one of the days
I hope I don't get a 12-footer on the line
because I can't load a 12-footer,
and I'm all by myself.
There's no way I can load him.
The average sized nine- to 10-foot gator
weighs between 300 and 500 pounds,
while the largest bull alligators
can reach up to a thousand pounds.
An airboat's tall sides makes it more difficult
to lift such weight even with two hunters.
Line's down.
Let me see what I got here.
Got something on there. Come here.
Oh!
Okay, okay, okay, whoa!
Oh. Oh!
Whoa!
It's a mean one.
Whoa.
Mean, mean, mean.
I got that big sucker.
Okay.
Not gonna be easy.
We got him.
Whew!
I forgot by myself how heavy they can be.
Loading this 300-pounder is a stark reminder
of the challenge ahead for this 74-year-old hunter
in an area full of giants.
Wow. What's the rest of the day gonna be like?
I'm beat already.
It's gonna be tough.
I know it, because there's a lot of lines set in some good spots.
By the end of the day, I'm gonna be whipped.
I'm concerned.
Over in Bayou Sorrel,
veteran hunter Willie Edwards and his son Little Willie
are heading into the home of a monster
that's recently hit Willie's radar,
a beast he calls Renegade.
He's big, too.
My dad went scouting for these alligators,
and this morning he told me he seen a big one.
Gonna go back there
and make sure this alligator don't get away.
Huh?
Right there, right there. Throw it.
That's him. That's the Renegade.
Throw it.
That ain't a log, it's an alligator.
Ooh, that's a big one!
Oh, man!
The monster escaped their line,
and judging by its size and fight,
Willie is sure it's Renegade.
Within seconds, they spot more bubbles.
Right there.
Oh, man.
[gunshot]
That was a lot bigger gator back there.
That one back there, I felt the snatch of that one.
He snatched me hard.
He's not big enough to be the Renegade.
Looking at the size of this smaller catch,
the hunters know their target
has slipped through their fingers,
but they're determined to continue the search.
-We'll get him. -Yup.
It's hard, it's a little frustrating,
losing them after you done treble hooked and everything.
Once you fool an alligator so much,
he will disappear on you in a heartbeat.
I mean, it's 20 times harder to catch him again.
Gator back there, it just pulled a slick one, huh?
I'm telling you.
Over in Bayou Barone,
while Ashley "Deadeye" Jones
captains her boat to one of her favorite honey holes,
her deckhand Anna Ribbeck ups the ante.
He went on and on about, we're just girls,
and you know, we can't hunt
as many gators as them, something like...
Don was talking a bunch of trash to me
about how they're bringing in more gators than me and Ashley,
and that we can't ever beat them in a competition.
So I made him a bet.
Team who brings in the most gators
wins the bet, and the team who loses
- has to wash the other's boat. - All right.
Anna, I kind of needed to know if you'd call out the Landrys.
We gonna beat 'em today. We gotta beat them.
You make a bet and now I might have to go clean their boat?
No, because we're gonna win, clearly.
Anna's already made this bet now,
so the only thing we can do now is just do our best
to get as many gators as we can.
-You feeling good? -I feel very confident.
I hope that we win,
but if we do lose, I'm not washing the boat.
That's gonna be on Anna.
She made the bet. She can pay the price.
The line's down.
Ash, that line is straight out.
All right.
Looks like something's been thrashing around in here.
Mm-hmm. Always a good sign.
Could be a monster.
It's gonna be a big gator, Anna.
Be ready.
I'm gonna hold on.
All right, Ash, I'm gonna try
to pull him out of the water hyacinths.
Here he comes.
-You got that gun? -Yeah.
Don't wrap your hands.
Whoa! There he is!
All right, Anna, hold him.
Hold him, Anna!
-You got him? -Yeah.
-There he is! -Whoo!
You're gonna have to hold him.
-Whoo! -Oh, Anna, watch out!
-Get him, Ash! -Hold him!
-Ready? -Get a shot on him!
-Got him. -Right there.
-Get a shot! -Right there, Anna!
-Come on! -[bleep]!
In Bayou Barone, Ashley and Anna are fighting
their first gator of the day.
-Got a shot on him. -Ready?
-Got him. -Right there!
-[gunshot] -Come on!
Get a shot!
Right there, Anna. Whoa, wait, wait, wait.
Pull back up.
Hold him, Anna, hold him!
There you go, right there.
-There he is! -Right there.
[gunshot]
-Whoo! Got him! -Yes!
-Whoo!
Great shot, Deadeye.
Man!
Getting it done.
Let me see this gator.
One, two.
Let's come this way.
Catching this nine-footer is a great start,
but Anna knows they'll need a lot more
to win her bet with Don.
Whoo!
We need to go out there and prove
that we're not this invisible team.
I'm not the captain of the boat,
it's not really my call to make a bet,
but Don was pushing my buttons,
and we gotta bring in more gators than Don and Jacob.
Filling 'em up, one by one.
Nine miles away, on the Atchafalaya River,
Don Brewer has yet to reveal
that he made a bet with Anna to his captain Jacob Landry,
and the Okie deckhand hopes he won't have to.
I don't even have to tell Jacob what I got going on.
I'd never make a bet against us.
We are going to conquer.
Oh, lookie there, lookie there. Look.
See that dude on heads?
That means good luck today.
Stick it in your pocket.
Bam!
My lucky penny's fixing to kick some butt.
The hunters have not yet reached their first line
when Don spots an opportunity to start their gator tally.
Right there, right there, right there. Look.
Straight in front of me.
All of a sudden, we see the bubbles.
This gator right here is gonna help me win the bet with Anna.
I'm not even gonna have to say nothing to Jacob.
You hit him.
He's right here, though.
That was a good gator, Jacob.
Yup, there he is.
-You got him? -Yup, yup.
Son of a gun.
Yup, yup, yup.
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup.
Make sure the gun's ready.
This is a big sumbitch.
Oh, yeah.
He's rolling. That's good.
That's a big son of a bitch.
Holy...
Watch it.
I got a hook in him all right.
Hey... your hook's in his mouth.
Set it, set it right there.
-[gun clicks] -Ooh, [bleep].
-Son of a gun. -What a fricking giant.
-Rock on.
Good job, Jacob. Holy crap.
Ready? One, two, three.
All right.
Perfect.
Oot! Oot!
There.
[laughs] Good job.
Hell, yeah.
-That's a big sucker. -Dude.
Look at the head on it.
Look at the size of that beast.
Lucky penny worked.
-Swamp donkey. -Bam.
The hunters were able to pull in
this 11-foot leviathan
straight out of the gate,
and while his captain is still in the dark,
Don is confident he already has the bet in the bag.
Pow!
We didn't even run the first line yet.
We've already treble hooked one because of the lucky penny.
That's how my luck's going today.
So, I mean, I ain't gonna have to say nothing to Jacob
about the bet.
Wait till we run the lines.
Then we're gonna have plenty of gators to win the bet.
All right, let's go look for another one.
All right, boss.
Back in Belle River,
with Timmy's left shoulder injured,
Ronnie is pulling double duty.
With 25 lines still left to run,
he's facing a daunting task,
but he's hoping it will allow Timmy enough time to recover.
You can tell that arm's bothering you, bro.
You don't have that pep in your step like normally.
Yeah, everything's gonna be a little slower I guess.
Oh, yeah.
I hope we don't have too many problems
and we can get through the day.
Hopefully I'll be a lot better tomorrow.
I feel like I'm the captain and the deckhand
all in one, but in the long haul, I need Timmy.
So for today, I need Timmy not to do much.
I'm gonna pull most of the load today, let Timmy rest,
because I need him to finish out strong.
With this technology they got this day and age,
they'll have you healing quick.
Yeah. I don't think it's nothing broken.
Maybe my rotator cuff or a pulled muscle or something.
Come on, baby.
Come on, T, we need a gator.
What we got here, baby?
Down and it's tight.
I don't even see the line, you?
No.
See it?
Oh, it's, yeah, going around back.
Snagged?
Snagged bad, yeah.
Come on, brah.
-Whoa! -Whoa, T!
-In Belle River... -Whoo!
Ronnie's doing the work of two.
Attaboy! Pretty good, T!
-Let me get the gun. -Yeah, get the gun, baby.
Golly, my baby.
Come on, papa.
Whoo, boy!
Come on, big boy.
He's mad, huh?
Watch him, baby!
Drop the hammer, T.
[gunshot]
-Bam! -Whoo!
Good job.
Another one down.
Bro, it ain't the biggest gator,
but it's a gator.
Halfway through their lines,
the exertion required
to complete all the physical work solo
is starting to take a toll on Ronnie's concentration.
-[thud] -Oh-- oh.
-Oh. -That [bleep] chicken, bro.
Oh, yeah, that spot.
I slipped right on that chicken, bro.
Dude, you all right?
Yeah, I hit my nuts, bro.
[bleep].
Ronnie's got this way to take the chicken off the hook
by stepping on it and just pulling it out.
But the only thing is he had that chicken grease
on the side of the boat where he walked.
It was a bad fall.
I started feeling nauseated
just knowing the pain he was in, you know.
I mean, every man knows what I'm talking about. [chuckles]
They're a little swollen, I'm gonna be honest with you.
Oh, [bleep].
-Oh, it cut you. -I know, it cut me good, huh?
Oh, [bleep], that's a bad cut.
Give me that towel, bro.
This is absolutely ridiculous, bro.
Yeah, it's dripping from your head.
Hey, we got this first aid kit in here.
Yeah, bring it to me, T.
See if we can put a Band-Aid or something on there.
You got anything in there to clean it with?
All right, bro, here we go.
This bitch is gonna burn.
A little bit more, T.
There you go, baby.
Am I getting any?
Go ahead, T.
Get it good, brother.
That'll kill anything, a little swamp juice, huh?
All right, that's it.
The one day I can't help and do my part,
all kinds of other things start going wrong, you know.
Ronnie gets stabbed in the head and all that.
It's getting a lot harder
for him to make it through the day,
so I'm gonna try to help him.
I'm gonna just have to do what I gotta do
to hurry up and run these lines.
Today's just not my day, dude.
Over in Bayou Sorrel,
after losing the giant known as Renegade earlier,
Willie and Little Willie are still searching
for signs of the elusive beast.
Yeah...
Evidence of Renegade is all over,
but looking for this sneaky gator
is eating up valuable time.
We done got a hook in him already and everything.
He's slick, and he know what he's doing.
You might think you're gonna catch him,
and then all of a sudden he disappear
like you're hunting a ghost. You gotta be on your game.
I mean, you gotta-- can't be playing around.
Willie knows from a lifetime in the swamp
that giant bulls can't resist the draw of a gator nest,
so they set lines close by.
We're gonna put a few down through here.
Put about four, five.
It's like finding treasure every time you find a nest.
The female, she'll build a nest.
There's big males chasing her just to breed with her,
and if you wanna catch big alligators,
that's the way you're gonna do it.
Back in the G.A. Cut...
with five giants pulled into the boat,
the energy of 74-year-old Daniel Edgar
is rapidly depleting as he hunts solo.
You know, realizing the situation I'm in,
I've got a problem. I'm beat already.
You know, at my age,
I still think I'm Superman, but I'm not.
Sure wish my little Paw Paw was here with me right now.
With another 15 lines left to run
and the possibility of more massive gators to load in,
the veteran hunter welcomes the chance for a quick break.
What's up, Mr. Edgar?
Somebody told me to call you Flipper. That's true?
[laughs] That's right.
What's up, buddy? How you been?
Well, we're good now.
Yesterday we used Dorien's boat.
Everything good, had a good day.
Step right as the boat landed, just rolled her over.
What about the boat? It's all right?
Oh, yeah. He just gotta kind of go through it today,
That's why he's not here.
Oh, okay.
I got a couple of little spots on the G.A.
You probably saw my ribbons.
It's a good area.
It's been a challenge on how to load 'em,
but I'm still making it happen.
All right, buddy, y'all be careful.
Be extra careful today.
Mr. Edgar, nice seeing you again, sir.
After yesterday.
-Okay, gentlemen. -We'll see y'all.
Y'all have a good day.
I'll tell you what, though, just turning away from Jacob,
I looked back at Don, almost hollered at Jacob,
and said can I borrow that dude today?
Don looks like he'd make a pretty good deckhand.
I should've tried to work a deal with Jacob.
Back in Bayou Barone...
with only three beasts in the boat,
Anna's worried about her bet with Don
for most gators caught today.
To turn the tides,
she pulls out her secret weapon.
Know what this is?
A scute.
Yeah, that's our good luck charm.
That's the big gator we killed last year with the bow.
Scutes are boney spikes on the back of an alligator
stretching from its neck to its tail.
They serve as a shield
that protects the alligator from attack.
It can be used as a weapon,
for example, when a gator whips its tail.
So I kept one of the scutes, and if you rub it,
that's how we're gonna beat Don today.
Let me see this thing.
Bring us a little extra luck.
Aah!
[kiss]
So, yeah, keep it in my pocket.
See, my superstition's starting to wear off
-on you after all. -It is.
I brought my good luck charm today
with me and Ashley on the boat.
It's a gator scute
from one of the biggest gators we killed last year.
No, no, no.
Get the can.
-You okay? -Yeah.
I think we got him.
We got him.
Whoo!
Hell, yeah.
That's right.
I have a good feeling we're gonna win this bet.
But Anna's optimism quickly gives way to alarm.
Uh, Ash?
There's like a major puddle of water right here.
Are we sinking?
Anna, try to get to the front of the boat.
-What's happening? -I don't know.
We're filling up with water fast.
Let me see. Oh, [bleep], Anna.
-What's going on? -The livewell's full.
Grab a lifejacket.
Back in Bayou Barone,
Ashley's boat is taking on water.
We're filling up with water fast.
Let me see. Oh, [bleep], Anna.
-What's going on? -The livewell's full.
Grab a lifejacket.
We're gonna go down here a little bit
and try to get some of that water out of here, okay?
-You ready? -Yeah.
Hold on. All that water that's
in that livewell is making the back end of us
about to go under right there.
Hold on, Anna.
I'm gonna get over here, right here to this side.
At least if it goes down, we're shallow right here.
Is there a cup or a scoop or something in there, Anna?
I don't see one.
Try to get some of this water out of here.
The bilge pump is not powerful enough
to counteract the heavy inflow of water entering the boat.
Keep the weight on the front of the boat, Anna.
Keep this back end out of the water.
I don't understand. Why are we sinking?
That little plug came out.
What happened?
The plug's all washed out.
It's not creating the suction.
Although rare, a plug left loose
during the last boat cleaning or maintenance
can dislodge itself during operations.
Oh, so we don't have a seal?
Nope, it's filling up.
That plug won't create a seal
to make it plug out that water,
which is making us another 300 pounds heavier.
If we can't get that water pumped out of there,
we're gonna sink this boat.
We can't afford to have another pound in here.
Do you have another plug?
We're gonna have to do something to make this one work.
This oughta patch us up and get us out of here.
This is the last thing we need today, Anna.
This is not good.
Oh, please work.
There we go.
Is it working?
It made it just fat enough to make that seal.
Whew.
I got the duct tape, wrapped it around there,
preventing that other water to back into the drywell,
and I'm hoping that that'll keep the majority of the weight out
so that we can at least get our lines ran today.
We gotta get some of this water out of here.
Hurry up, Ash.
Just watch the back of this boat.
I'm just gonna stand up here.
Hell of a day to be running a bet.
Back on the Atchafalaya River,
Don still hasn't revealed his bet with Anna to Jacob,
and with just a single gator so far,
he's beginning to worry.
One dang gator.
It's not looking good, Jacob Landry.
How many lines we got out?
By the looks of it, not enough, no matter what it is.
Well, we need to catch some gators today.
I'm letting you know that right now.
We always gotta catch some gators.
Yeah, we need more than regular today.
Why is that?
Just because.
Oh, it sounds like there's more to it than that.
With his wager hanging in the balance,
Don decides to come clean to his captain.
Hey, I made a bet with Ashley and Anna now.
I'm kind of wishing I wouldn't have now, though.
You didn't involve me in that?
Well, I wasn't worried about it until now.
The bet was whoever brings in the most gators wins.
Right.
So the captain of the boat
has to wash the other one's boat.
Putting me up to the-- the challenge, but you didn't
-tell me about it. -Well...
I wouldn't have did that right here.
No deckhand should ever make a bet
without talking to his captain first.
If I'm gonna make a bet
or go through with a bet with somebody
about how many we catch or how big of an alligator we catch,
I sure in the hell am gonna make sure I fish in a good area
to where I come out on top of this bet.
But I'm willing to do whatever it takes
to try to win the bet
just so he doesn't have to clean two boats,
because I know I don't have the time to clean one,
much less two.
I don't even see the little ones swimming.
I got another line up here with one on it.
Let's see what it is. It looks like it's down,
but I don't know if there's gonna be nothing on it.
We're not doing real good today.
Oh, got meat on the line, boss, got meat on the line.
About damn time.
He's good, a good eight-footer.
Nine foot.
Whoo, he's a snapper.
[whistles] Come on, D.
There's no possible way I'm gonna lose this bet.
Oh, oh. Aah!
-[slap] -Oh, [bleep].
You son of a...
The tail come out of the water
and slapped the crap out of his leg.
[gunshot]
[laughs]
Did you hear that?
You're damn right I heard that.
God bless.
That sumbitch gonna leave a mark.
You all right, now that I'm done laughing?
You okay? [laughs]
Dude, that is gonna be one big-ass bruise.
For Don, this nine-footer is a much needed addition
in his quest to beat Ashley and Anna,
but Jacob knows it came at a price
for his distracted deckhand.
You can tell he's not thinking clearly.
He's not worried about what he's doing.
You know, I need Don to quit thinking about this bet,
forget about that, focus on the job at hand,
and do the work that's there to be done.
Oh, it's already a welt.
What's them damn underwear you wearing? [laughs]
I mean, he fired that dude up.
Look, it's already black and blue
all the way down through here.
I heard it when it hit.
Thought the gun went off.
God almighty.
Back in Bayou Sorrel,
Willie and Little Willie are checking the lines they set
for the elusive monster known as Renegade.
We going down the bayou, and we get to a line.
We know we got a line there.
We go and pull into the bank.
We had an alligator
that he pulled hard and broke the rope.
-[whistles] -The alligator's gone,
and they got stuff messed up around there,
so it had an alligator on it.
It's frustrating,
but we're just gonna push it off and keep going.
Had to be a big one to break that rope.
-Oh, that was a big one. -I know he's close by.
We gotta find out where he's at.
There he is.
Good one here.
He got down.
Come on, mother freaker.
In Bayou Sorrel, Willie and Little Willie
are hoping they've hooked the gator they call Renegade
on one of their old lines.
Got that one.
This nine-footer is a good catch,
but it's not nearly big enough to be Renegade.
And with only a handful of lines left,
the team is running out of chances
to catch the elusive beast.
We run a couple lines and all. We got a seven-footer.
That's not the result I was looking for.
I done seen this alligator before,
I seen him slap out on the bank, and he's a giant.
He's big. We gonna go ahead and chase after him
and just keep going and see how it's gonna turn out.
We got a hook down right over there,
and we got a hook down right behind us right there.
We could have him on either one of them hooks, so...
we hopin'.
Back in Bayou Barone,
Ashley and Anna haven't caught a single gator
since nearly sinking their boat,
but the deckhand is searching everywhere
for signs of good luck to help them beat Jacob and Don.
Ash, do not freak out. You got something on your back.
-Is it a bug? -Yeah.
Praying mantis. I took him off your back.
You know, my grandma always said that these are
good luck when you're out on the boat.
-Are they? -Mm-hmm.
I guess it can't help that its arms look so weird.
You know they're actually really big hunters
out in the wild, just like us?
-He's looking at you now! -No, he isn't.
He's bobbing his head back.
-Creep. -He's really cool.
We've had our ups and downs today,
and I know that, but we just found a praying mantis.
That is extremely good luck,
and I know that we're gonna finish strong
because of that little dude.
There's a line down.
I knew that this would be deep right here
because they got that rope swing.
-Whoo! -Ooh!
Ashley, that's a big fighter right there.
All right, Anna, watch him.
There is no slack, Ash.
-Whoa! -Hold him!
Hold him, Anna!
Whoo! Whoa!
Watch your hands.
Can you get a shot on him?
Hold him.
Come on, give me a shot.
-Oh, there he is. -Whoa!
He's a fighter.
Hold him, hold him, hold him!
Whoa, Anna.
Pull him up.
Ready? I'm gonna take the next shot.
-Right there. Right there. -There he is. There he is.
-Whoo! -Yes! Locked him up.
Nice shot, Deadeye.
With their luck heading in the right direction,
the hunters get another unwelcome surprise.
-Aah! -Watch his tail, Anna!
It's the zombie gator.
Get something where you can get a bullet in him
or try to cut him.
-I got him. I got him. -You got him?
-I got him. -He's trying to--
-Aah! You got him? -I got him.
He should be gone now.
This gator was coming back to life.
Once we realized that he's still alive,
we just only had a split second.
You gotta be able to get them things off fast.
You gotta keep a knife in your pocket.
Filling up, ain't it?
I'd rather have more than less, that's for sure.
Back in Belle River,
after putting a gash in his head
while trying to compensate for his injured deckhand,
Ronnie's mission has become
to survive the day without further incidents.
This has been the worst day of gator season yet this year.
I cannot wait to get my deckhand back to full strength.
With him having a busted arm,
I mean, I appreciate him more and more when he's healthy
because right now with him not being healthy,
I got too much on my plate and I can't handle it.
I can help him, you know.
I can work, I can pull the gators in,
you know, pull my own weight.
T, I'm sweating so much,
this damn Band-Aid won't stay on my head.
Oh, that sucks.
All right, T, last line.
Let's have a good ending to the day.
Oh, Lord, he's all over the bank.
-Looks solid, huh? -Yeah, he looks pretty good.
Please don't be dead, please don't be dead.
-Whoo! -Watch out.
Whoo, boy.
We got us a monster here, T.
Lord have mercy.
Backing up. He's keeping his eyes on me, huh?
Ooh, golly, T.
Whoo, baby.
Let me get him, T. I know you're hurt.
Let me get him.
T, this is a hammer, son.
Whoa!
He's rolling, baby.
Look at the size of that monster.
-In Belle River... -Whoo!
Ronnie's grappling with a gator,
hoping to get a shot for his injured partner.
Watch him! Golly.
Look at the size of that monster.
Motherhumper.
Ahh, yo, che, look at the size.
Whoo, baby.
-Give me a shot. -I'm trying, T.
Get him, T, get him.
Right there, pop him, T. Whoa, whoa.
You showed him the gun, he turned on you.
-Watch out, man. -Come on.
-He's mad. -Mad, mad, mad.
Whoo-hoo!
Pop him right there, T.
-That a baby! -Whoo!
Don't hurt your arm, T.
Come here, boy. Open that jaw for me, son.
Stand back, I got him.
Don't hurt your arm.
I got him, T, I got him.
I got him, T.
Boy, you hardheaded, huh?
I gotta help you, man.
That's a big gator. That's nine foot.
Oh, yeah.
Ending the day with a nine-footer
and no big accidents can be considered
a success under the circumstances.
I got him.
I know, but...
it's just, like, automatic.
I can't just stand there and look at you.
I truly appreciate Timmy more than ever.
I was under-expecting what I was gonna get out of Timmy,
and he came big, and I'm stoked about it.
Click, click.
Another one down.
Let's just pray that we get to the boat landing
with no more accidents and no mishaps.
T, let me you, with all this [bleep] happening,
I wouldn't want it to happen with no better person than you.
I hear you, man.
I hope your arm gets better, my baby.
All right, let's get out of here, T.
Let's get home, bro.
I need you to get better.
Yeah.
Over in the G.A. Cut,
as he approaches his last line,
74-year-old Daniel Edgar has brought in 11 beasts
while hunting solo.
Even though it makes for a successful day,
the veteran swamper is worn out.
Not having a deckhand sure makes it rough.
All day not having Dorien with me,
these big ones just piling up, piling up.
And I've got four over 10 and one pushing 12.
I'm a man and a pretty proud one,
but I'm tired as hell.
Line's down right here.
Let's see what I got here.
There's one on there. I don't know how big he is.
Let's take a look.
Whoa!
Oh! Calm down, big boy.
Oh, oh, big boy.
Whoa.
Pretty good one.
Oh!
Get a bullet in this thing.
Whoa!
Whew!
There you go, roll my way.
Roll my way, big boy.
Got him.
With a dozen giants for the day,
Daniel proves he's still a swamp legend,
but he has learned a whole new appreciation
for his grandson.
Man, of all the days
for my deckhand not to be here.
Lord have mercy, all these big ones.
Makes me appreciate when Dorien's here.
Not having D with me today with all these big alligators,
whew, I guess a pain pill and some Bengay or something
is gonna have to be what happens tonight.
I'm gonna be hurting.
When I drive up today with this load
of big alligators, they're gonna find out
that the old man's still got it.
Yes, sir, looks like-- looks like a pretty good day.
Over on the Atchafalaya River,
Jacob and Don have added four more gators to their stack
for a total of six gators so far.
Don's hoping it's enough to win his bet with Anna.
I need to start getting me some gators bad.
We'll run the lines we got.
That's it, that's all we can do.
We see something to snipe or treble, we gonna do it,
but we not gonna go out our way.
Hey, you need to go out of the way today.
The bet has got me a little worried.
You know, I mean, our day's turned around some,
and we're catching more gators than what we did,
but I still wanna snipe another gator
so we can put another big gator in the boat,
and that way there's no chance that we're gonna lose this bet.
I do not want to be a laughingstock.
Don, look over there to the right of that line.
Swimming away from the line.
Oh, no [bleep].
There goes your opportunity.
I can't see-- I gotta get steady.
I ain't gonna drop, but I'll tell you if I do.
I'm gonna fire up, Jacob.
Go ahead.
Fire in the hole.
[gunshot]
On the Atchafalaya River, Don has his crosshairs
on the gator that may clinch the bet.
Fire in the hole.
[gunshot]
Ah, you shot right under him.
Shoot up a little bit more.
[gunshot]
Missed him.
He's going down.
After two missed shots,
Don can only watch his target dive underwater
and out of sight.
Hey, you had a chance. You missed him.
I'm a little distracted today is the problem.
I need to think more about catching gators
than I do the bet.
I know I'm a better shot than this.
I don't know, maybe I got a little excited.
I just need to stick with the program,
and the program will work out for me.
Aah!
Man, I feel like I shouldn't have made this bet.
I hope you ready to wash some boats.
In Bayou Barone,
with time running out to win their bet for most gators,
Anna spots one last good luck charm
she hopes will help push them past Jacob and Don.
[gasps] You see that cardinal?
Oh, yeah.
Cardinals are good luck.
This is gonna be a good line.
You need to put that in the chart, in the book.
-Red cardinal line. -I'm telling you,
they said it's really good luck,
and I believe that.
-[sighing] -We're gonna win.
We're not doing super well right now,
but the red cardinal is a really good luck sign for us,
and it's gonna change our day around
and we're gonna finish out this day really strong.
All right, Anna, it's down.
That line's straight out.
-Can you grab it? -Yup.
Okay.
There's a gator.
Hold him, Anna.
Come on up.
-Whoo! -Whoa!
Hold on to him!
Whoa! Hold him, Anna.
It's like holding a freaking bucking bronco.
Oh!
-Aah! -Aah!
-Whoo! -Hold him, Anna.
-Ooh, he's snapping. -Almost got the gun.
Let him up.
Whoo!
-Bring him up, bring him up. -He's rolling.
-Ready? -Yup.
Shoot him, shoot him.
-Got him! -Yes!
-Nice shot, Deadeye.
Whew, Ash.
We have a boatload full of gators,
so I really think we have a good chance of winning this bet.
But I'm just thankful to have a safe day,
and I just wanna get off the water safely.
And I'm just happy to be done with today.
That good luck charm is paying off.
That's a good day's work right here.
I can't wait to take this back to Don,
because we definitely have more gators than them.
You're an animal, Anna.
We weren't gonna lose this.
I love this.
Came to eat.
Over in Bayou Sorrel,
with just minutes before they need to head back
to the buyer to sell their gators,
Willie and Little Willie circle back
to the line they set next to a gator's nest,
hoping to find the gator they call Renegade
before it's too late.
Uh-uh.
Probably got another nest right here somewhere.
The sun's starting to break down on the trees and everything.
Got last hour, last minute,
couple minutes of the alligator hunt,
and it's stressful.
I mean, it gets to you.
But you just gotta keep going and hold your head up
and don't let nothing bother you
and just keep your head in the game of alligator hunting.
-Pretty tight. -Yeah, you got one.
I don't know how big he is, but you got one.
Oh!
Hold on, Willie. Let him go, let him go!
Back in Bayou Sorrel, Willie and Little Willie
are hooked into a gator that's taking them for a ride.
Oh, that's the Renegade.
Hold on, Willie. Let him go, let him go!
11 1/2, 12 foot.
Yeah, he look decent.
-He's right there. -Yeah, I'm trying
-to get over and stuff, son. -Big gator.
And then going back to the tree.
All right, you can back up.
Comin' to ya?
Big gator.
-[rifle clicks] -Aw.
Chompin' them jaws.
[gunshot]
That's definitely the Renegade.
At 12 feet long, the hunters know
they finally caught the notorious Renegade.
It's a good feeling because I know
this alligator's in the boat
and we're calling it a day.
That's what we needed right there.
At St. Mary's Seafood...
Daniel's day of hunting by himself was no easy task,
but after getting a bunch of big gators,
the veteran swamper is feeling a renewed sense of confidence.
Put all the big ones side by side
and try to maybe get that boat for a picture, Curt.
All day not having Dorien with me, I am beat.
But it's very rewarding
when you can have that kind of a challenge,
take a bad situation, bad luck,
and turn it into a success.
And look at me, boys.
Look at what's hanging up on the forklift right now.
The old man's still got it.
Eleven feet, four inches.
Loading that one was difficult.
I'm gonna be hurting tonight pretty bad when I calm down.
Daniel brought in an impressive haul,
and while he's proud of what he's done,
he's looking forward to getting back on the water
with his grandson tomorrow.
Not having D with me today with all these big alligators, whew,
makes me appreciate when Dorien's here.
Having a family is a blessing, it's a real blessing.
There's nothing like it.
I needed Dorien today of all days.
Over at Duffy's,
it's the moment of truth for Don and Anna's friendly wager.
Why you looking at ours?
I wanna see if I'm cleaning the boat
or you're cleaning the boat.
You know, I brought you something today.
Aw. I don't know if I want it or not.
I brought you and Jacob-- who wants the pretty pink one?
I don't see enough alligators in that boat
for you to be handing us toothbrushes.
You know you gotta clean our boat.
They might need to hang on to them.
Yeah, you might wanna hold on.
You might wanna put those back in your pocket.
No, no.
What y'all got, what y'all got?
One, two... four, five, six.
That's what we had, huh? Six?
-Yeah. -Y'all had six?
-We had exactly six. -Seriously?
-It wasn't very good. -Seriously.
Since we caught the same, now what happens?
We have a tie?
I feel like a tie is worse than losing, man.
Like, we worked so hard today,
and to come out as a tie, I'm just not sure.
I mean, I guess it's better than losing,
but it sure doesn't feel like it
because I still have to wash a boat.
I propose that we wash each other's boats.
I'll wash this boat.
All right, but you gotta wash it with this.
I ain't using no damn toothbrush.
All right, fine.
Damn, how much burlap y'all gotta have?
Look at all this crap. My gosh.
I did learn something today.
Don't be worried about the bet that I made.
Worry about what we do every day,
and that's catching gators.
If I hadn't of missed that shot, I'd have won.
But I was worried about the bet
and I was worried about embarrassment.
I shouldn't have been worried about that
and I should've been concentrating on catching gators
is what I should've been doing.
It's nice being a captain.
I'm used to being the deckhand, having to clean the boat
and get all the stuff done at the end of the day.
Oh! Don!
What?
[laughs]
Watch your gun, Anna.
It'll dry.
You got my gun wet.
Mine, too.