NARRATOR: Dawn breaks over the swamp
on the last day of alligator hunting
season in southern Louisiana.
Swampers are down to their final tags.
It's their last chance to keep the beasts in check.
Near Miyet Point, with 18 tags to fill by sundown,
Daniel Edgar heads to a strategic hot spot
called location canals.
These deep water abandoned oil wells
are known to shelter monsters.
DANIEL EDGAR: These location canals,
it's a place in a swamp where the oil industry has come.
They'll dig a canal into the swamp, set a drilling rig,
drill down.
And there's a rig location.
And that's where that name comes from.
And when they leave, these big alligators, especially big ones
like those location canals.
NARRATOR: Just last year, the enormous black gold gator
slipped through their grasp.
T, Black Gold--
he's in one of these location canals, T.
He's a giant alligator, real dark.
And he's been on our mind and on our hit list since last year.
Black Gold and I, we kind of got
this grudge going, because he's made
a fool out of me several times.
That's the property line.
So Black Gold's smart.
He can read, yeah?
That's an alligator.
I got him, buddy.
Oh, he came off.
Aw!
Look! Look!
Look, he's in the canal.
DANIEL EDGAR: Oh, shoot him, T. Don't move.
Shoot him, T. Take your time.
You got him, T. You catch the back leg.
Ready?
Let's go, T.
We've been chasing Black Gold for a while.
And when you get locked onto an animal, it becomes personal.
So we set everything we have in our hearts to get this animal.
We don't stop till we get him.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, T. BIG T: Right here.
Right here.
DANIEL EDGAR: That might be him, T.
BIG T: I'm gonna put my gloves on, just in case.
Well, no. No.
Yeah.
He's coming to me.
I got him, T. Holy [bleep]!
BIG T: Not again. DANIEL EDGAR: Again.
I had him.
BIG T: Aw, man.
NARRATOR: To catch his nemesis, Daniel tries to stir Black
Gold from his hiding spot.
BIG T: Oh, yeah.
Look, look, look, look, look right here.
There he is, right here.
Whoa, T, that's him.
That's him, buddy.
BIG T: Oh, yeah, he's big.
DANIEL EDGAR: Go!
Shoot that son of a bitch.
Come on, man.
DANIEL EDGAR: Shoot, T!
He's going to get away.
DANIEL EDGAR: You got it, T?
BIG T: Yeah.
[gunshot]
DANIEL EDGAR: Get you another shot.
Yeah!
BIG T: Yeah!
DANIEL EDGAR: Boo-yah!
We got that rascal.
BIG T: I knew he couldn't win.
DANIEL EDGAR: I told you we'd get Black Gold, T.
BIG T: Same sucker that got away from us last year, right here.
DANIEL EDGAR: You can run, But you can't hide, buddy.
BIG T: He won the battle, But he didn't win the war.
Ready, set, go.
DANIEL EDGAR: Oh!
That's what I'm talking about, T.
BIG T: Last tag, baby.
DANIEL EDGAR: All right. Good season.
BIG T: Done, baby.
DANIEL EDGAR: Thank you, partner.
That last click of the last tag--
phew.
D-U-N, done.
That's a good feeling.