15x22 - Now Or Never

[bunniefuu]

♪

josh: Thinking a lot
about the old man.

Last time the boat was loaded,
it was 10 years.

Phil: Alright, you guys.

This is it.
We're done.

[ men cheering ]

-all in, right?
-All in, man.

-All in, man.
-All in, man.

Josh:
First time now in a decade

bringing up crab
in every single tank.

What better way to respect the
old man than to fill his boat?

Let's rock 'n' roll.

Let's wrap this sucker up.

-Woo-hoo.
-Yeah, baby!

♪ this is for the ones ♪

♪ who still bear down ♪

narrator:
After 8 frozen weeks of pain,

the rewards of sacrifice
lie just beyond reach.

Sig: You feel like
they're in there?

Now prove it.

But with odds still stacked
against them,

no crabber knows for sure
how their next choice

will change the course
of their season or their life.

No time to spare, man.

♪ it's my life ♪

♪ and it's now or never ♪

♪ I ain't gonna let go ♪

monte: I've got to figure out
how to fill these tanks

beyond what they've ever
had in them.

I don't even know
if it's possible.

♪ you better stand tall
when they're calling you out ♪

♪ don't bend, don't break ♪

♪ baby, don't back down ♪

-oh.
-♪ it's my life ♪

damn it. Every time I start
to [bleep] win.

Let him go.
Let him go.

♪ it's my life ♪

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narrator: 502 miles
northwest of dutch harbor...

Josh: First bag

sitting right off
the starboard side right now.

Narrator:
...On the cornelia marie...

...Co-captains josh harris
and casey mcmanus

eye their remaining quota ahead
of this season's final off-load.

Here we go.

Get the stuff on,
no more injuries.

If the young skippers stuff
all six tanks,

they will accomplish a feat not
attempted since josh's father,

the late phil harris,
was at the helm 10 years ago.

[bleep]
10 more boats up here.

It's all fished out.

You got to find
somewhere to go.

Now facing more competition
and a migrating opilio horde...

Shuffle more to the west
a little bit.

We'll see.

...The skippers have to hunt
for every last crab.

Josh: Right now we're trying to
make this a profitable season,

knock this
out of the park.

People that are leasing
their quota out

are gonna recognize
this and be like,

"these guys got
a great operation."

narrator: At stake -- a million
extra pounds of quota next year

if the young skippers bring
this year's catch in on time.

Well, I got faith.

♪

[ men cheering ]

-there we go.

Yeah. Hey.

That's a damn good
pot there.

Man: Let's go!

[ laughing ] my god.

Look at all that [bleep]
right there.

That's solid.

Yeah!

Four-six-zero.

Alright.

[ both laughing ]

[ men cheering ]

if that keeps up, the tanks
will be full in no time.

Getting so close, man.

Man #2: Yeah!

Whoo.

Excuse me.

♪

we got a gaggle of crab.

Lots and lots
and lots of crabbies.

Taylor: Finding a lot of dead
crab at port mid tank.

D.J. Just pulled out
probably 20 dead crab, so...

Casey: That's very concerning
at this point.

If one crab dies, it kills
the crab next to it.

Two crab dies, spread,
spread, spread.

Narrator:
Dead opilio secrete a chemical

that poisons
the surrounding water.

The more dead crab,
the more poison,

a vicious cycle that can
threaten the catch in tanks

exposed to the toxin.

♪

the cause -- crab damage
during the sorting process.

We need to quit [bleep]
handling crab badly.

You guys got to pay attention
when you're sorting.

Dead crabs k*ll crabs.

Hopefully we're not sitting
on a tankful of dead opies.

Narrator:
The captain's only hope --

race through their final pots

and off-load before the poison
and additional dead loss

wipe out their portside tanks'
opilio bounty.

Every crab that I pulled
out of there...

Josh: Broken leg.

...Broken leg,
broken claw.

It's not good, dude.

We better catch the rest
of this crab quick

and get them into town.

I'm gonna be stressed
to the max about this

until we deliver now.

Narrator:
22 miles southeast...

Sig: We're over.

...On the northwestern...

Now we just want to get this
damn thing full and get in.

We got to hit the mark,
or else we are stuck.

Narrator: ...40,000 pounds short
of his opilio quota,

captain sig hansen's
next set will determine

if he gets to go home
in 24 hours

or spend more costly days
and nights on the bering sea.

Man #3: Going over!

Where's my co-pilot?

-Moving on.
-Mandy.

Sig: I'm really happy
that mandy is here.

The goal is to get her
to be able to take over

and actually do the job
by herself.

Narrator: This is the fourth
season sig's daughter,

mandy,
has worked on the boat,

and the more experience
she gets in the wheelhouse,

the more the captain
depends on her.

As far as really understanding
how the gear's laid out

and looking at the plotter,
she's been doing great.

It's going over.

All I can think about is
being done with this season,

but let's take a chance.

Narrator:
With the final 40,000 pounds

between sig
and the season's end...

You can pick the spot
for the next one, okay?

Okay.

This will be
your mandy string.

Pick a direction
wherever you want to go.

The veteran gives mandy
a blank slate,

anticipate the crabs' next move
and fill the tanks...

I'm gonna go grab a bite.

...Or strike out
and extend the trip,

hurting the profitability
of a hard-fought opilio fishery.

My dad, he's been teaching me
how to track the crab.

We're gonna go
a couple miles west,

laying them out horizontally.

That way, we can narrow in
on the movement.

Go ahead.

Narrator: Now mandy drops two
parallel strings...

Going over.

...East and west,
hoping to intercept

what she thinks
is a crab school on the March.

God, I hope
there's crab up here.

♪

narrator:
164 miles southeast...

-Whoo.
-It's going over.

Sean: Pretty big wave.

Narrator:
...On the brenna a...

We need some good numbers,
for sure.

Narrator:
...After 4 weeks of hot fishing

in the bering sea's
northern reach,

captain sean dwyer
is back on the hunt.

Sean:
Setting these pots deeper,

setting them out in the canyon.

Seemed the way, like, the crab
were moving this direction,

so we marched out here and just
gonna see what we can find.

Narrator: Like mandy,
with recent crab counts

showing a higher average
in the deep,

sean attempts
to follow the school

into these colder,
more isolated waters.

It's risky to just be out here
by yourself,

but the determined
is sitting there.

You're watching bills come in.

You only get paid
when you go catch something.

Narrator:
And with sean's profits
paying for the brenna a

and sean's new fishing vessel,
the determined,

the young skipper needs
his western bet to come up aces.

Get it.
Build up.

Keep the crew safe
and the crab safe.

We're kind of roly-poly
in the ditch right now.

♪

♪

-[bleep]
-big waves.

Sean: Hold on tight, boys.

-Let go!
-Let go!

Ben: Ow!

[ groaning ]

-you good?
-I'm good.

They don't pad crab pots.

Ow!

Narrator:
While setting, a 20-foot wave

broadsides
the portside shelter wall,

whipping the vessel starboard,

sending a 1,000-pound pot
sliding toward the rail,

nearly crushing greenhorn
ben swimalar.

[ speaks indistinctly ]

and when the boat's
rolling around like this,

this is just one of
the most dangerous places

in the planet to work.

Going over.

No matter how prepared you are,
at the end of the day,

the bering sea decides
whether you make it home or not.

♪

kari marie.

That's my buddy john.

I mean, that's a big deal.

Something bad must
have happened.

Narrator:
98 miles northeast...

...A coast guard medivac
team closes in

on the crabbing vessel
kari marie.

The extracted target --

a deckhand with a compound
fracture in his leg.

With weather conditions
intensifying,

the rescue swimmer must
cut through the 25-knot winds

and safely navigate the vessel's
pitching stack of pots

amid 10-foot seas.

Hi. How you doing?

Good.
Good. Just here.

Two hours ago,
deckhand cody rhodes

took the falling force

of a 1,000-pound steel crab pot
to his left leg,

twisting the flesh and bone,

resulting in a gruesome
spiral fracture

of his fibula and tibia.

Unable to climb the stack,

the injured deckhand
must be hoisted from the deck...

...Extracting the survivor

from between
the pitching wall of pots

in an increasingly
hostile bering sea.

Watch out.

Narrator: 436 miles
northwest of dutch harbor...

Go.
Let's go.

Watch out.

...A coast guard medivac team

attempts to extract deckhand
cody rhodes

from the pitching deck
of the kari marie.

After 18 harrowing minutes
on scene...

...The u.S. Coast guard
successfully completes

their mission.

Even in a trip's final moments,
one man learns the hard way

just how unforgiving
the bering sea can be.

128 miles northwest...

Monte: We're headed up to
our northwest gear here.

Narrator:
...On the 155-foot wizard...

Monte: Just gonna try to get up
above and ahead of these guys,

and hopefully there's some crab
that just continues to follow

these bands as they wiggle
up the countryside here.

Narrator: ...Skewing north of
the westbound competition,

captain monte colburn
uses bathymetric charts

to track the biomass
through the ridges

and valleys of the ocean floor.

♪

monte: My brother left me
with a pretty tall task

of 400,000 pounds to catch,

you know, but there's 160 of it
on the boat right now.

Narrator:
Still 240,000 pounds shy

of filling their
massive quota...

...Brother and wizard
owner, keith colburn,

has high expectations
for monte --

find and catch the rest
of their crab in one final trip.

Monte: Asking for miracles.

Let's see if we can't do it
out here this time.

-Oh, yeah.
-Woo-hoo!

-Yeah.
-Oh, yeah.

[bleep] crab, baby.

Got something in it,
that's for sure.

-Yeah.
-Big load.

-Woo.
-Woo-hoo!

-Oh, yeah.
-Oh, yeah.

-Oh, yeah.
-Oh, yeah.

Monte: Give me a count.

Right on.

500.

Man, do some serious damage
with those.

Whoa, man.

-Oh, yeah.
-Whoa.

-[bleep] whoa.
-Woo!

Woo-hoo!

Got us right on the meat again.

[ phone ringing ]

hello, wizard.

How's it going?

We're loading up.

Well, the tanks.

Oh, the numbers, these are
all 500s through here.

It's hard to say
what the boat carries.

What, 393 is the most
we've had on here.

We're gonna put 400,000
pounds on here.

Trust me.

Alright.
Bye.

Narrator: Now on the biomass,
monte faces a new challenge --

stuff 7,000 more pounds
of opilio crab

on the wizard
than she's ever held before.

Unfortunately, putting
400,000 pounds on here

might not even be possible.

In fact, it probably isn't.

Narrator:
264 miles southeast...

Over.

...On the southern wind...

Sometimes when it shuts off in
your spot, the faucet shuts off.

There's no more coming.

I need to find them.

I got to just check this area
to the shallow here.

Haven't seen any boats in here.

Could be a viable place.

Going over.

Narrator: With the massive

northern opilio school
on the run,

captain steve "harley" davidson

st*lks the crab
into 68-fathom southern waters.

-[ yells ]
-woo!

Harley:
You got to work as a unit here.

Because time is money,
and if we don't get this stuff

caught and delivered,

it's gonna cost us
more fuel, more bait.

All that'll come off
our bottom line.

Narrator: With 55,000 pounds
still to catch,

harley's gamble
on lower latitudes

along with speed
and efficiency...

Going over.

...Will determine
if the veteran's season

will end in the red
or the black.

Need some bait ready
to set these pots off.

So I got to keep moving here.

Narrator: And with the sprints
under way...

...Harley's nephew brady taylor
struggles to keep pace.

Man #4: Brady!
Down here with that bait.

Hurry up.

Harley: I got to make sure that
he holds his weight

because I brought him.

Narrator: Family or not,
on the southern wind,

it's shape up or ship out.

I got to make sure that I didn't
put my crew in a bind

just for me
to take care of my family.

Going over.

That'll be the last one, okay?

Secure the deck.

♪

you don't throw bait
in the wind.

Go throw it the other side
down the [bleep] chute,

and it won't
blow in your face.

Oh, he's telling me that I can't
talk to him right now

because he's busy.

Narrator:
Brady tries to signal his uncle

that he's done cleaning
the bait bin,

but what harley sees is a
greenhorn shushing the captain.

Oh, I'm okay.
I could do whatever I want.

This is my [bleep] boat,
and I'm the captain.

I could do whatever
the [bleep] I want.

I'm listening to you,
harley.

That's not
what I was saying.

I'm saying I'm done
with the bait.

The bait's cleaned out.

All day long I can do
whatever I [bleep] want.

Yeah.
A miscommunication going on.

He's going like this to me.
No.

He don't quite get it.

Never will [bleep]
get him to understand that.

Narrator: 348 miles
northwest of dutch harbor...

Sean: It's the final push
towards the end of our season.

Narrator:
...On the brenna a...

Sean: First pot coming up.

Man #5: Come on, mate.
Let's go. Let's go!

Come on!
-Yeah!

Sean: We have moved over
about 6 miles,

be a little bit deeper

going out here as we head out
towards the canyon,

so we'll see
how these work out for us.

Narrator: ...20 hours after
captain sean dwyer

bet big on grounds that showed
a strong sign of life,

the young skipper's all-in
strategy will hit or bust,

threatening his season
and his family business.

Go, baby.

All we need is to just find
a home, get onto 200 average.

That's all it's gonna take.

Hopefully they're pretty good.

♪

[ men cheering ]

whoo!

-Whoo!
-Whoo!

Yes, crabs.

That's a welcome sight.

Whoo, this came just in time.

Hell yeah.

[ men cheering ]

I want to just finish
this thing out strong.

Yeah.

Narrator: Sean's ability
to read the data

and track the crab pays off.

Whoo!

While over on the wizard...

Yeah!

This has been one of
the quicker trips

we've had on here
in quite some time.

I think we got plenty of crab.

Narrator: ...Veteran captain
monte colburn closes in

on the 400,000 pounds of crab
he needs to finish his season.

Oh, yeah.

Three tanks right here,

this stuff, you know,
look at it.

[ speaks indistinctly ]

narrator: Now the skipper needs
a place to put them.

There's very little room
in this starboard tank,

and the forward tank,

all of a sudden,
it's clogging up.

I think those tanks are about
as full as they're gonna get.

Narrator: With the wizard's
largest recorded delivery

weighing in
at 393,000 pounds...

If we come up short, we're going
to have to figure out

how to pony up 20 grand.

Narrator: ...Monte has to figure
out how to stuff

an extra 7,000 more pounds
of crab onto the wizard

or pay the price
for uncaught quota.

I myself have no intention
of ponying up penny one.

We need to do
every last damn thing

we can to fill this boat up.

Roger: So I've been doing
a little thinking.

We have our cod bins,

and I was thinking even you
could make a tank out of it,

line it with tarps,
put the hoses in there.

You could even make
a spare hose

with a bunch of holes
in it

as a little
spray rail inside,

and fill them up.

Well, let's plan
on doing that, dude.

That's a great idea.
That might...

That right there could
very well make or break us.

Narrator:
With tanks stuffed and no place

to put the last
7,000 pounds of opilio...

Pass it around these poles.

Bring it up around here.

...The crew transforms
the cod bin into a crab tank,

hoping the extra real estate
can hold their extra quota.

It's basically a matter
of putting a tarp in there,

filling the bin with crab
and sticking a hose in it.

Let's pull off the virtually
impossible mission here,

which my brother seems to hand
me those on a regular basis.

Maybe if we can do that,
we won't get fired this year.

♪

narrator:
55 miles southeast...

Casey: Second-to-last pot
right here, boys,

second-to-last,
we got one more after this.

...On the cornelia marie...

No big deal, we just wanted
to fill this boat,

10-year anniversary
of the old man.

Whatever it takes to do it,
I'm gonna do it.

Narrator: Co-captain josh harris
honors the legacy

of his late father, phil,

leading the charge in an all-out
sprint to haul their final pots.

[ man yells indistinctly ]

no miss.

But at the helm,

co-captain casey mcmanus
has different concerns.

$1.2 million
crab on the boat,

our last stress ball
is dead loss.

I'm hoping the dead ones

just kind of floated
to the surface.

Hours ago, casey discovered dead
crab in his portside mid tank.

Oh, man.

I'm gonna be stressed
to the max about this

until we deliver now.

The duo needs to get
their product to town

before the dead loss spreads,

k*lling more of josh and casey's
hard-fought opilio catch.

Now it's straight
to the [bleep] barn.

Dutch harbor, here we come.

With their season
all but in the books...

[ phone rings ]

this is casey.

Narrator: ...The cannery calls,

checking in ahead of
the cornelia's final off-load.

You guys were down
for 48 hours?

Okay.

No possibility of that
any sooner?

What time are you thinking
for me in the ballpark?

Okay.

Okay.

You know, we're gonna have
a load of dead loss.

I know you can't.
I know you do, man.

I know it.
Alright. Thank you.

What did he say?

They're in full shutdown
for a massive plant cleanup,

and he said five days.

Five days?
What the [bleep]

every hour delayed,
josh and casey's crab

become more vulnerable
to dead loss,

a hit that can threaten their
reputation and their business.

We got guys that are looking
at us to give us more quota.

If we have dead loss,

and it's a higher percentage
than 1%, 1.5%,

guys are gonna think twice
about giving us the quota,

and that's [bleep]
we did our job.

We caught it quickly,
and now we can't off-load it.

[bleep]
damn it.

Every time I start
to [bleep] win.

Narrator:
On the cornelia marie...

Damn it.

I think we're gonna get
the shaft on this one.

...After stuffing the boat
full of opilio

but spotting dead crab
in one tank...

So we can't deliver
till the 4th?

I'm gonna call
and ask him what's up.

...Co-captains josh and casey

face an unscheduled
cannery shutdown,

delaying their off-load,

threatening their catch
and their season.

Hey, it's casey.
How are you?

Originally we were supposed
to be off-loading

tomorrow afternoon
by 3:00 p.M.,

and now al says
his best guesstimation

is five days from now.

So what I'm asking you is,
is there any way

that we could do a trade
with our co-op

and get us the ability
to unload over at king cove?

Well, thank you.
Bye.

What did he say?

We're gonna lay
the throttles down,

point her over to king cove
and pray for the best.

The skipper's plan --
race an extra 170 miles

to a different processing plant,

hoping more time saved
means less dead loss.

So right now we're just trying
to keep our paychecks alive.

We'll see.

Sometimes we get lucky.

162 miles southeast,

on the southern wind...

Harley: We got another string
here in 2 miles,

so right now
I got to make hay, you know?

These guys are gonna
have to toughen up.

Narrator: ...Captain steve
"harley" davidson steams

toward his 80-pot gamble
in southern waters.

But first he turns his attention
to a communication problem

left simmering
with his nephew brady taylor.

Just so you know,
whenever the captain says

any [bleep] thing
on any [bleep] boat

you're ever on, the captain
says something, that's it.

I would not tell you to stop.
I was trying...

What I was trying to...
I want to clarify this with you

because I was not
intending on telling you

to stop talking.

That's all
I was trying to say.

How about just go?
Like that.

And it'd be easier
for me to read.

And we wouldn't have to go
through any of that.

Yeah.

It's a little hard
to follow you sometimes

when you speak
demeaning towards me,

and I don't understand
what's going on.

Demeaning?

You know, I'm still getting
to know you honestly,

but it seems like
a lot like...

It sounds like a lot like
grandpa, I mean, honestly.

Your word is gold.

I get that.
Well...

But I guess I didn't want
to get [bleep] up.

No.
We're not gonna.

We're not gonna.

I feel like
I can do this job.

I think you can, too.

You'll be fine, brady.

I like you, man.

I got to teach you
a little bit more.

I'm sorry
if I'm demeaning.

Well, it's not the first time
I've heard that.

[ both laughing ]

alright.

Get back to work, dude.
Sounds good.

Alright.

Harley: Okay.
Here it comes, guys.

First pot coming up.

Narrator:
His family issues put to rest,

harley faces
a more pressing problem...

Here it comes, baby.

Woo-hoo!

...Getting his final
55,000 pounds of crab

from his southern set.

You know, if I get 300,
it'd be fabulous.

I mean, I'd get out of here
this afternoon for sure at 300s.

Wood? Here.

♪

holy [bleep]

-whoo.
-Yeah, baby!

Yeah! Wee-hoo.

We're gonna be able
to pull 300 out of this pot.

See what god gives us today.
We'll see.

I don't know.

Alright.
[ speaks indistinctly ]

[ men cheering ]

hallelujah.

Alright.

It's nice to see him
stepping up.

He's got good energy,
and that's what we want.

Quick learner, you listen once.

You're told once,
and then you're okay.

Let's do it.
I think he'll be fine.

If this continues,
this is gonna be it, man.

Narrator:
208 miles northwest...

...On the northwestern...

Well, maybe you got
more luck than I do.

At this rate, I hope so.

A little luck.

...After 8 weeks studying
with a master

and setting parallel strings
on western grounds

during her final exam...

This is
what's gonna dictate

the rest of this day,
right here.

Hopefully mandy had them
in the right spot.

...Mandy will either
pass or fail.

-Yeah.
-Yeah, buddy.

Let's go.

Let's see
what you did, kid.

Catch me some crabbies.

♪

come on.

Here it comes.

Nick: Oh, my god.

Narrator:
This week on "salty takes"...

[ air hisses ]

-[ laughs ]
-oh, yeah.

Narrator:
...While prepping a pot...

What's going on there?

Narrator:
...Greenhorn brady deploys
some southern wind of his own.

Oh, it's brady, my nephew.

Okay.

What the hell am I
gonna do with that?

Narrator:
Brady snags his life preserver.

The result...
A premature inflation.

Harley: You know, he's a kid
from minnesota,

never been on a boat.

Hey, at least we know it works,
right?

Narrator:
No, I'm not touching that one.

Narrator:
On the northwestern...

-Yeah.
-Yeah, buddy.

Sig: Let's see
what you did, kid.

Catch me some crabbies.

Narrator:
...Mandy's parallel set

will either bring an end
to winter's pain...

Come on.

Here it comes.

...Or burn a fresh wound
and prolong the season.

Nick: Oh, my god.

Yeah!

[ men cheering ]

that looks good.

That looks real good.

Nice, mandy.

This is
what it's about, baby.

Come on.
Whoo.

Man #6: 300-plus.

Keep it up.

[ cheering continues ]

that one's even bigger.

That's gonna do it.

I think the rest of the year
will fall in accordingly.

Narrator: With mandy set
on the mother lode...

Okay, last one coming up.

...Captain sig puts another
season in the books.

-Whoo!
-Yeah.

Narrator: And his daughter
passes her final with honors.

Sig: Mandy stepped up,

and that's the reward --
what we're seeing there.

I'm so proud of her for that,

that she not only learned
but went by her own true gut.

♪

narrator: 586 miles southeast
in king cove, alaska...

We had a massive
crisis situation

where we had to sit
for five days,

so casey made this happen
where we can swap out.

Narrator: ...After spotting dead
crab in their tank,

a plant shutdown
forced the cornelia marie

to steam to a different
processor 170 miles away.

I'm really curious to see
what that crab looks like

when we get down there.

Narrator: Co-captains
josh harris, casey mcmanus

and their crew
are ready to see

how their $1 million worth
of crab held up.

-Put them up.
-Grab the lid.

♪

pretty lively looking,
aren't they?

The verdict?
Looks really good.

They are healthy, man.

Their all-out sprint
to dock and quick thinking

kept most
of the crab legs kicking.

This is the most we've ever
had on here in the past decade

since the old man was around,
all six tanks punched.

We did it.

Yeah, baby.

Nailed it.
-Whoo!

Man #7: Never give in.

Never give in.

Never, never, never,
never, never...

Narrator: Over the course of
both fall and winter season,

captains and crews have risked
life and limb on the bering sea

for a whopping $165 million
worth of wild-caught

alaskan king,
bairdi and opilio crab.

Monte: Tanks are jam-packed.
We actually pulled it off.

Alright.
We'll talk to you tomorrow.

Narrator:
But success in the fishery

is about more than a paycheck.

Monte: We're getting along
most certainly better.

You know, I missed
the first opie trip

due to my dad's passing,

and we didn't see enough
of each other

to where we started
kind of squabbling,

I think was the case.

Mission accomplished.

Narrator: It's about mending
frayed bonds...

♪ I'm running fast ♪

♪ running hot
like a freight train ♪

harley: Hey, guys. Let's throw
brady on the hook this time.

Let's let him give it a shot.

Narrator:
It's about supporting family.

♪ but before I run this town ♪

♪ so we'll rock ♪

he snagged it first time?

We got a natural.

♪ I'm never gonna give up ♪

♪ I'm never gonna give in ♪

getting to know harley,
it feels good.

♪ yeah ♪

narrator: ...Shouldering
a legacy you didn't expect.

I think it's about as full
as it can get.

♪ I'm never gonna give in ♪

that's it, buddy.

Yeah.
That's it.

Next step for me is
go down to the determined

and figure out
what I got to do down there.

Get that thing moving,
make some money.

Narrator: ...And living up
to the family name.

Nick:
Look how big they are.

Good-size crab.

♪ I never, never, never,
never give up ♪

♪ I never, never, never,
never give up ♪

-official boat jacket.
-Uh-oh.

-Special, special.
-Woo!

And now you're official.

Thanks, dad.

Narrator: No matter what,

it's always
about saying what you mean,

doing what you say...

Y'all are done, man.
We'll see you in seattle.

Thank you.

...And proving yourself
as a true bering sea crabber.

Case.
Huh?

We got that quota, man.

Did you call?
Yeah.

He wants to meet up
in seattle.

Yeah.
[bleep] yeah!

That's sweet.

Because out here,
legends aren't born.

You've come a long way, bud.
They're made.

Good job.
I love you.

And I'm proud of you.

♪ I'm never gonna give up ♪

♪ I'm never gonna give in ♪

♪ I'm gonna get stronger ♪

-can I go?!
-Turn.

♪ I'm never gonna give in ♪

♪ I'm never gonna give in ♪

♪

yeah!

♪ I'll never, never, never,
never give up ♪

♪ I'll never, never, never,
never give up ♪

that's the bering
sea vision, man.

♪ I'll never, never,
never, never give up ♪

♪ I'll never, never,
never, never give up ♪

it's a good day at work.

Yeah! [ laughs ]