06x09 - Glory Days

[bunniefuu]

Sig: We got to plan
for worst-case scenarios.

We might have to
just cut him loose.

I thought hell
was supposed to be hot,

But I found out that hell
is freezing cold.

Andy:
Code red, mother...

I got four or five days
to load this boat.

I don't have
a single crab on it.

Never a dull moment.

Phil: I'm not gonna be here
for very much longer.

I'm not.
That's a fact.

Andy: We're leaning over.
We're leaning over good.

Man: Wait. I mean, it's just
getting pounded right now.

Man #2: Yeah.

♪ another place ♪

♪ where the faces are so cold ♪

♪ I'd drive all night ♪

♪ just to get back home ♪

♪ I'm a cowboy ♪

♪ on a steel horse I ride ♪

♪ I'm wanted ♪

♪ wanted ♪

♪ dead or ali-I-I-I-I-I-ve ♪

This episode
of "deadliest catch"

Is presented
by frost-brewed coors light.

Narrator: 323 miles to
the northwest of dutch harbor...

Is the 125-foot Cornelia Marie.

[ sea gulls crying ]

After striking out
for two straight weeks,

Captain Phil Harris has decided
to dust off his old charts

And throw out a hail Mary.

Half a mile to eat.

Mm-hmm.

Good.

Got a sandwich,

But I don't know if we got
five minutes to eat it or what.

This guy.

Narrator: While the crew wastes
no time stuffing their faces,

Up in the wheelhouse...

Phil: We're gonna
come down here,

And see all these
little strings?

We'll put in millions of pounds
of crab right here.

...Dear old dad
reveals the intricacies

Of his most coveted fishing
secret to his oldest son, Josh.

The rocks start
from right here this way.

And then they're just
individual rocks.

I got to mark down
on the plotter.

Everybody says this is
where you made your name.

This is where I made my name.

This is your spot.

Like, everyone says
the rock is your spot.

We're gonna come down
and stop the boat,

And we're gonna hit
little hard spots.

We're gonna weave around and...

I fished in that spot
more than any other spot

In this whole [bleep] ocean.

Really?

That's pretty cool.
That's pretty [bleep] cool.

Got to feel good about that.

First time I ever got a fish
was at the rock with you, huh?

We haven't been able
to fish here

For the past couple of years
'cause of the ice.

The quota that this boat owns,
we made right here.

I got millions of hours
in this place.

The rockpile is a 5-square-mile
underwater mountain range

That requires precision fishing.

Land the pot beside the rock,
the crab are plentiful.

Land on top of it,
you come up empty.

There's bugs and all sorts
of [bleep] in these rocks.

And that's what the crabs eat.

That's why they
mound up right here.

And lots of guys have tried
to come up and set next to me,

And if you don't know
what I know

And what's on this plotter,
you'll never make it.

You'll bust.

Narrator: With plenty of room
left in his tanks,

Captain Phil will gamble


The same place that brought him
fortune over a decade ago.

The trick is to get the pot
right next to the rock

And not on the rock.

There is no doubt in my mind

The crab are right where
they're supposed to be.

We're gonna set exactly
along the track lines

That I used 12 years ago.

Okay, you guys,
I'm gonna go full speed,

Because we got to set these
right on the money,

And when I beep,
you got to let her go.

I don't think anybody wants to
mess with the rockpiles,

You know?

We're just all by ourself here,
so that's a good thing.

Yeah, see, there's
a soft bottom right here,

And then when we hit rock,
this'll turn red

Just like that right here.

Okay, we ready?

[ beep ]

[ beep ]

[ beep ]

Narrator: Since fishing the
rockpile takes such precision,

Phil is one of only a handful
of skippers in crabbing history

To ever take on the challenge.

[ beep ]

Man:
There's a certain little spot

We're trying to get
all these pots into.

[ beep ]

Trying to be quick,
get them off board,

And hopefully there's a bunch
of crab crawling down there.

[ beep ]

[ beep ]

Oh [bleep]

[ beep ]

[ beep ]
son of a...

They know to get the pot
ready to go.

They're [bleep] me up.

Man #2: Phil is trying to set
on the soft bottom.

Can't be screwing around.

When he needs to set,
he needs to set.

[bleep] they just set it
on a hard spot right there.

[bleep] damn it.

[ beep ]

Narrator: Pot after pot,

Captain Phil strategically bombs
the ocean floor as only he can.

[ beep ]

Phil:
This is a hard thing to fish.

It's a challenge, it's fun,
but it's really hard.

Narrator: And now, after four
grueling hours of setting pots...

Phil: Well, we've got
two different strings,

And I'm trying to get them
on some crab.

Narrator: ...All Captain Phil
can do is wait.


[ clicks tongue ]

Narrator:
Fishing 76 miles to the South



Oh, yeah, it's getting skinny.

Narrator: Unlike Captain Phil's
gamble to precision fish...

Sig:
I don't know, man.

These crab,
I think they're scattered.

Narrator:
...Sig's plan is simple --

Chase mediocre numbers and grind
the men till they break.

Sig: [ groans ]

I think we can still manage
to get what we need

If we just, you know,

Put our nose down
and grind a little bit.

Narrator:
Captain sig's demanding schedule

Is hitting everyone hard.

Edgar: I overdid it
more ways than one.

Edgar isn't
all up to par right now.

I know that he's in pain.

I've been kind of
keeping my distance.

Whoo!

Oh!

As a crew, we want to go in.
We're tired.

Narrator: But no deckhand
is suffering more...

...Than 29-year-old
Jake Anderson.

Two days ago,
when a 15-foot wave

Slammed into
the Northwestern' hull...

Ed! Ed!

...Jake slipped and sliced his
hand with his own cod knife.

Anderson:
There's nothing I can do.

I can't go home,
and I can't call in sick.

I'm the only one that makes any
kind of money in my family now.

Narrator:
Now Jake's working at 50%.

We're literally
a guy short right now.

Man: Jake's doing what he can,
but he could be doing more.

Everything on the boat
takes two hands.

Anderson: I used my right hand
the last two days.

Right hand, right hand only.

Now I've got no hands.

They're both, you know,
in serious pain.

Sig: Then if he's got to be
a one-arm bandit for a while,

Then that's okay, you know?

We'll wait. Not gonna send him
home...Unless I have to.

[ laughs ]

I said, "no,
not till you're better."

You got to have two hands
to be able to rack.

It's a safety thing.

I asked help
from the wrong person.

It's not my job to babysit.

Narrator: Maybe Jake
could find some sympathy

On the Cornelia Marie.

Edgar: Make yourself useful and
make me a sandwich or something.

[ laughs ]

But not on this deck.

Anderson: I can't express how
depressed and lonely you feel

When you're injured.

Thanks for your support,
your enthusiasm.

Oh, today was hard.

Just really made me question, is
this what I really want to do?

I'm not mentally in it, though.
My heart's not even in it.

Narrator:


Is the 118-foot Time bandit.

Andy: I haven't seen icing
like this since about 2006.

Everything changes
when the boat ices up.

Narrator: After wasting two days
hauling blanks and bairdi

Captain Andy stacked on
all 100 pots

And is making a run
for his honey hole, Magoo.

Andy:
We're not quite halfway there.

We're just about halfway there.

Narrator: The skipper has yet
to put a single crab on board.

The only thing he's captured --

Another shellacking
of dangerous ice.

Andy:
Very heavy boat.

You got a lot of situations
that could happen bad real fast.

[ alarm blaring ]

Narrator: And now...

We got a code red.

...Every skipper's
worst nightmare.

We're leaning over.
We're leaning over good.

Narrator: The Time bandit
is listing 20 degrees starboard.

We go dead in the water
right now, we're screwed.

We're all over.

Phil: Hell of a way to wake up
in the morning, though.

We got to go.

Best thing about this morning
is we're dumping pots.

The worst part is we got a
[bleep] load of ice on the boat.

It's [bleep] cold out there.

Yeah, it's colder than [bleep]

No, everything's [bleep] iced in
tighter than a clam's a*s.

Narrator: The only way
to get the boat even keel

Is to free pots
from their icy prison.

I think it's so cold,
it's numbing my brain.

What happens when
the weather's hitting us

From the starboard side,

It freezes up everything
right there,

So those pots will be
the hardest ones to dump.

Man:
This is a frantic morning.

[ creaking ]

Heavy -- making us lean.

Look at all this ice
we got building up.

Very, very dangerous.

Look at that.
Hard as a rock.

Whoo-wee!
[ laughs ]

Narrator:
Fortunately, the greenhorn

Has finally kicked
his seasickness

And made it out on deck.

Shelton: I was a little sick
this morning when I got up,

But just keep going,
don't let it get you.

Andy.Okay, Mike, you guys
need to get rid of that one.

Okay, it's going over!

Buoy number 1-1!

Oh, baby.

Andy: We're getting our pots
off. That's the main thing.

De-ice this boat the whole way
now instead of partial.

And we get fishing.
We're fishing, man.

[ alarm blaring ]

John, [bleep] water
in the [bleep] fuel.

John: Mother[bleep]

Narrator: Even a small amount
of water in the fuel tank

Can stall the engines.

We had a hard starboard list
because of all this ice,

And now, also,
we have water in the tanks.

Narrator:
With the extreme list,

The rail is now dipping
below the water.

Over the years,
saltwater corrosion

Has left behind
tiny holes in the rail,

Which are now allowing water to
trickle into the fuel tank --

A lethal mixture for a boat
on the bering sea.

Yeah, this is one of the worst
starts we've ever had, I think, huh?

Bottom line is we got to
get this gear off the boat.

Man: Yeah, it's getting
more and more dangerous

The longer we keep
our gear on board.

Andy: Worst-case scenario is
we don't get these pots off,

Keep getting water in the fuel,
we go dead in the water,

And then the boat sinks.

Welcome to hell, brother.

Narrator: As the crew races
to stabilize the time bandit,



The Cornelia Marie steams toward
the top of the rockpile.

Phil: I'm 100% sure that I know
how to catch these crab.

Narrator: After letting his pots
soak for 24 hours,

Captain Phil is ready to pull
his first string at the rock.

Phil:
Our whole fleet is below us.

I'm here, and they're there.
[ chuckles ]

Now, the trick is
to get them to stay there.

Narrator: Phil has the grounds
all to himself.

Phil.All right,
are we ready to rock 'n' roll?

Yeah, baby!

Say a prayer to the crab God
that there's crab in this string

So I don't have to
slit my wrists.

Rock 'n' roll!
Yeah!

[bleep]

Man: You know, the crabs
aren't on hard bottom.

They're on, you know,
mud and [bleep]

The first pot looked real bad.

Better be something
start coming up here,

Or we're gonna be
in deep [bleep]

Yeah, we're on
the slutty side of town,

Picking up some bad juju
from this area.

Come on, dude.

You're gonna throw the hook.
Pay attention, would you?

We could all be sitting
on nothing right now,

And I'm having to think about
where to [bleep] move,

And, I mean,
I'm just praying to God

There's crab
in this next string.

Man: If it was me,

I would have went up to where
we were at last year first.

Phil: You got to know when
to pull the plug on something

Before you're hauling blanks.

We're gonna maybe
make a move here.

We'll see what we see
in the rest of this string,

But that's what
I'm thinking about doing.

Man #2: News flash!
What happened?!

They're moving!
They're on the run!

Phil: Maybe I'll be wrong.

I mean, there is no crab here.

Narrator:
Jogging off her gear


of dutch harbor

Is the 155-foot Wizard.

How are your hands doing?

It's been an all-night grind,

And now, after a short
three-hour break,

Greenhorn Paul Edgren

Sits down in a rare one-on-one
with Captain Keith.

When I go to bed,
I'm gonna be super tired,

And soon as I lay in my rack...

You can't go to sleep.
Yeah.

First year of crab fishing's
the worst.

Same thing happens
to a lot of people climbing.

They hit a certain level, and
it's like, "I can't do this,"

So they quit,

And actually they were at their
lowest point right there.

Yeah, exactly.
It is the same thing.

While Keith and his former
mountain guide bond over chow,

The rest of the weary crew are
already gearing up for battle.

I thought the first round,

The new guy didn't get
any sleep at all,

But I guess he's changed that.

I think so.

Guys thought I was coddling you.
No.

I was like, "you got to be
[bleep] with me."

Back to work!

Man: Hey, Paul!

Out there in six minutes.

Sure.

I think they want to see you
out there pretty bad.

I'd shovel that food down
and gear up.

Set three strings
out through here.

It's northwest of where we were.

We've got all the gear
moved up the hill now.

Got 36 hours.

So hopefully we'll get that


Give me a count
on that one.

Because we're gonna start
baiting every pot

And stacking on.

Narrator: The first pot over
the rail tells Captain Keith

This is not the place to be.

Now he'll haul his pots,
bait them,

And look for greener pastures.

We're gonna probably need more
if you don't got some already.

And we need them over here.

They don't do us
any good up there.

Keith: I can just keep
stacking them on here,

And if for some reason I do
get in one of these strings

And it looks solid,

I can always just turn around
and lay them all out right here.

Okay.

What you want to do
is basically...

Paul's just been grinding and
just minding his own business.

Honestly, the fact that the deck
looks pretty neat is a plus.

Edgren: Sometimes I try
to jump in and help,

And I was trying to kick those
codfish down out of the way.

I was actually kicking them
directly in the way.

Don't say, "my bad," all right?
I hate that.

It turns my [bleep] stomach.
I'm serious.

It sounds like
a little 2-year-old!

"my bad! My bad!"

You couldn't pay me enough
to be a greenhorn nowadays

On this boat.

Take up the slack, Paul!

He's going as fast as he
physically can right now,

And it's not, clearly,
fast enough for us.

Keith: I think
we're totally screwed.



All of a sudden, the fishing
just kind of went flat.

Hold on, Paul.

[ laughter ]

Greenhorn in the pot.

I think it's only fitting.

[ laughter ]

"my bad."

He took my knife!
[ laughs ]

Get those crab out!

Hey, have you ever been
[bleep] on?

These guys love greenhorn
for dinner.

Narrator:
Although Keith's usually up

For a good old-fashioned
greenhorn ribbing...

Keith: Hey!

Real bad choice of timing

To mind [bleep]
with the greenhorn.

Narrator: ...Lousy fishing has left
a bad taste in the skipper's mouth.

Probably got 75,000
or 80,000 pounds of crab

On this boat right now.

Got maybe six days to fill it.

It ain't gonna happen.

The way we're fishing right now,

We'd be lucky to fill
the port side in six days.

Narrator: 250 miles
to the northwest of dutch harbor

Is the 118-foot Time bandit.

Andy:
I got a boat that's iced up.

I got water in my fuel.

I have 71 pots, crab pots,
left on the deck

I got to get off this boat.

Narrator: In order to clear the
boat of nearly 50 tons of ice...

My hands are so [bleep] cold!

Narrator: ...The crew has been
working nonstop for eight hours.

I thought hell
was supposed to be hot,

But I found out
that hell is freezing cold.

Narrator:
And with their starboard list,

The fuel tank continues
to take on water.

Till I get all this ice
off the boat, ain't nobody safe.

Watch your head.
Right behind you.

Right behind you.

Even though we got
quite a bit of it off,

Be a lot of chipping ice

As soon as we get done
dropping our gear.

Better hold on, Mike!
You got a big wave!

Narrator:
For another five tedious hours,

The bone-weary crew
clears the deck of icy pots.

Down below, Neal Hillstrand goes
through filter after filter,

Attempting to spin the water out
from the contaminated fuel tank.

Things are
getting better, Andy.

Andy: Right on.

Still got a lot of gear
to get off this boat.

But the good thing is,
is we're not sinking anymore.

Narrator:
After dumping 50 pots,

The Time bandit slowly begins
to right itself --

For now.

Be nice to, say, get all this
ice off this rigging up here...

So it's a little bit safer
around here.

Andy: By tonight,

We're gonna have
about 300,000 pounds

Of ice and pots off the boat.

So they're not gonna be getting
much sleep, but we're fishing.

Makes me think
this is a young man's job.

Guys like you supposed to be
out here hustling.

Narrator:
Hustling? Not so much.

Greenhorn Jeremy
has his mind elsewhere.

Shelton:
This job's a little cold.

Almost wish that I could be
in a nice warm bed.

Narrator: Moments later,

The greenhorn
walks off the deck.

Jeremy!
Where'd my greenhorn go?

Jorgenson: Yeah,
where is the greenhorn?

We're out here doing his job.

Uwekoolani:
Greenhorn is a piece of [bleep]

He should be out here
[bleep] helping.

What makes him any better?

Narrator: Fed up, Eddie decides
to pay the greenhorn a visit.

Uwekoolani: Just to give you
a heads-up, dude,

You're one of the last ones
to come off the deck.

You got to make sure
all your bait setups are ready,

All that stuff, 'cause we're
out there doing your job.

You got to pull
your weight around here,

Otherwise, well, there's no
reason to have you on here.

I gotcha.
Okay?

All right, brother.

All right.
Just a heads-up.

But the greenhorn is the last
thing on Captain Andy's mind.

Andy: I got four or five days
to load this boat.

I don't have a single
[bleep] crab on it.

Want to talk pressure, man.
Nothing I can do about it.

I'm still alive.

I know that.

Narrator: While Andy deals
with the mounting pressure,



The Northwestern
jogs off her gear.

After hauling 10 strings,

Captain sig has given the crew
their first break in 40 hours.

How's my arm?
Arm's pretty good.

Anderson: Yeah, two days, I've
just used my right hand alone.

Outsorting half the fleet, too,
with that one arm.

Northwestern style
[bleep]

Do you need to go back
to the Cornelia Marie?

Are you getting c*ck again?
Yeah.

Go back to the Cornelia Marie.
Send me there.

[ chuckles ]

At least they respect me
over there.

They didn't respect you.

Bull[bleep]

They love me over there.
[ laughs ]

So the grass was greener,
was it?

Oh, you should have never
sent me over there.

Well, that's fine.

Not going anywhere.

I got a guy at the dock
waiting.

I'm sure you do.

He'll replace you for 2%.

Sure he will suck, too.

Oh, I'll be you
he'll do just as good.

[ laughs ]

Narrator:
After Jake's reality check,

The crew gets back on deck
for a five-hour grind.

Nothing slows the machine down.

Just want to get this
first trip under our belt.

Not bad at all.

Can't keep this pace up
forever.

Narrator: With only two days
until delivery...

Sig: If they want more sleep, they
got to try to haul it faster.

Narrator: ...There is
no rest for the weary.

Edgar:
Like, sore, tired.

Don't want to go on anymore.

[ chuckles ]

Can't take it.

Whoo!

Oh, my God.

Whoa!

Oh!

Narrator: For the first time
since his injury two days ago...

...Jake takes himself
out of the rotation.

Sig: Jake can't go for the rest
of the season with one arm.

Everybody else is suffering
because of it.

That's not gonna fly.

[ indistinct shouting ]

What the hell just happened?

Narrator: The half-ton crab pot
comes crashing down...

...Landing just feet
from the crew.

Sig:
How the hell'd that happen?

Geez.

Big part of making the deck safe
is those dogs.

An 875-pound pot
landing on your head --

It's not gonna hurt,
it's just gonna k*ll you.

It only happens once.
A pot lands on you, you're done.

Sig:
My dogs are not working well.

They're not working well at all.

We have to work around that.

Like Jake --
Jake's not working well,

So we have to work around him
and help him along.

Narrator: Even after barely
averting disaster...

Ahh!

...The crew pushes on.

You know it's the end
when your a*s is totally kicked.

Whoa!

The last pot of the string
clears the rail.

Yeah, it's a stuffed tank,
dude.

And as always,
sig's grind pays off.

Sig: And, I mean,
I'm impressed with the guys

For the simple reason we were
a man down when Jake got hurt,

But there's a time
to cut the cord

And draw the line with anything.

If he doesn't look like it's gonna
get better by the next trip,

Then we have no -- we might
have to just cut him loose.

Narrator: 320 miles
to the northwest of dutch harbor

Is the Cornelia Marie.

Now, I've got to say this
just because I got to.

And I want everybody
to listen up.

You guys are gonna have to figure out
how to make a sandwich on a run,

Because we could drag this out
till may if we want,

But I ain't into stopping.

Phil's mood has soured.

No more cooking breakfast.

Be about 10 minutes.

Narrator: Especially
with two strings of blanks,

The plan at the rockpile
has been a bust.

This is my far-eastern string.

If there's some crab in here,

They're gonna be
there and there.

If we pull anything up that's
a bust now, we're out of here.

This is what
the spot check is for,

To see if we're staying
or going, you know.

See what happens
when the pot's up.

[bleep]

It's stuffed.

That's what we're talking!
Yeah!

Oh [bleep]

Yeah!
Yeah, baby!

That's why he's up there
and I'm down here.

That's got to be
a beautiful thing.

That's jackpot!

Ah, we can set that one back.

That one pot just told me
a wealth of information --

That I know how
to catch these crab.

And they're real clean --
really nice, white, pearly.

Pearly beauties.

Phil: Oh, I got to
take it for granted now

That there's crab here
and go ahead,

No matter what the [bleep]
comes up in them,

And lay these things out
like I know what I'm doing.

Bait it up, set it back.

Yeah, baby!
That's what we're talking about.

Yeah!
[ chuckles ]

Thousands of dinners
right here.

Bring it on!
Come on, baby!

Oh, God!

Cook some breakfast!

Do you see what you're
forcing him to do?!

Cook some breakfast!

Narrator: Deckhand Freddy celebrates
Captain Phil's fishing grounds

In true samoan style...

Oh, you got to
give me a second.

Can't even look at that.
[ gagging ]

...With cod-intestine sushi.

Oh! Still chewing on it!
That is so gross.

Always just good to dump them
crab in the tank, you know?

Just like you deposit money
in the bank.

There was 2 1/2 totes
in that pot and 600 crab.

Beautiful crab -- big opie.

They're cute. Got to find me a
girlfriend that look like that.

I like the rock.
[bleep] magnet.

It's a Booty magnet for crab.

There's crab here.

Yes, sirree, Bob.

That's 500.

We got even the little --
oh, big riders on the top,

Outside the pot, everywhere.

Jake: You know,
the old man was right.

Josh: The old man
is definitely showing us

He knows
what he's doing out here.

Home sweet home!

Narrator: Although Phil's been able
to recapture his glory days...

Sorry, guys!
So slow!

Narrator: ...When it comes
to the future and his kids...

Phil: Josh and Jake --

Neither one of them are showing
initiative to run the boat.

If something ever happened to me
in an emergency,

There's certain things
they have to do to survive.

Narrator:
...The aging skipper

Still has a lot
of unanswered questions.

Phil: I'm not gonna be here
for very much longer.

I'm not.
That's a fact.

You know, I smoke like a train.

[bleep] I've done
every drug known to man.

I mean, hell, that [bleep]
catches up to you.

Would I get more productive
off somebody else than my kid?

Yeah.

Yeah.

But, then again, you know,

I get to spend time
with my kids.

There's not enough money
in the world

That can buy that, you know?

Narrator:
The coors light crab count.

The Cornelia Marie's
rockpile gamble has paid off.

Narrator: 325 miles
northwest of dutch harbor,

On the Cornelia Marie...

Steady as she goes.

...Jake Harris keeps his dad
company on wheel watch.

Man: How do you feel
about having your son

In charge of a
multimillion-dollar operation?

I'm sure he could do it.

He's got the intelligence.
You got to have the want.

It's even a scary thought
for me to think about.

I was running a boat
when I was 21.

Well, you're the man.

Bought a house
and running a boat.

Making tons of money.

I was.

You're not doing too bad
yourself.

Yeah, well, back then,

You were making five times
as much as I make now.

You're blinging, pops.
Straight up blinging.

Yeah, well...

You could be making it, too,
if you wanted to be.

[ indistinct talking on radio ]

Man:
...Kodiak, rescue 1-3.

Flight ops normal.

Current position




Heading 283.

Man #2: 40-year-old male
having chest pains.

Narrator:


The 150-foot fishing vessel
alaskan leader

Requests a coast guard medevac

For a deckhand
in grave condition.

Oh, lordy, lordy.

When you get bad news
on a boat,

It's the worst place
in the whole world to be.

It's just the worst.

Because there's nothing
you're gonna do about it.

E.T.A. of about five minutes
from right now.

A 64-foot jayhawk helicopter
races to the scene.

Man: There's a man on board
who had a heart attack.

They gave him some medicine
that was not meant for him,

So it made the situation worse.

So we'll go hoist him
off the boat,

Bring him back
to st. Paul.

Copy that.

Man #2: We do have a light
on the horizon about 11:30.

Looks rough now.
Yeah.

Yeah, it does.
It's rough.

Yeah, we've probably got about
about 15-footers out here.

Narrator:


And winds gusting
up to 32 miles an hour

Will make the hoist
a high-risk operation.

Want to come over from
the right side. Yeah.

But with the fisherman
experiencing cardiac distress,

Waiting is not an option.

Got another big wave coming.
I'm gonna start moving in.

Roger.
Okay.

The rescue swimmer prepares
to be lowered more than 100 feet

To the vessel's heaving deck.

Swell approaching.
Hold position.

Swimmer's going down.

Forward and right.

[ speaks indistinctly ]

Forward and right.

Control the turn.
Hold position.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

I understand.
All right.

The 28-knot winds
cause the swimmer

To swing within inches
of the steel mast.

Yep.

I thought I was going in the
mast. I'm glad you pulled me up.

What do you guys think?

How we looking on fuel?

We don't have
a lot of gas left.

We can get Rob on,

But we may not be able
to get him off.

I am not feeling good
on this one.

Narrator: With the coast guard
short on time, fuel, and luck,

A fisherman's life
hangs in the balance.

We might have a better shot
tomorrow. Over.