You look at that side, and I'll look at this side.
OK, sounds good. What was that?
alligator.
Oh, it's a big son-of-a-bitch, ain't it?
This is not good.
This is where we're going to start.
We need specialty stuff for this order, man.
But you don't find it laying on the shore.
It's a stump.
NARRATOR: The Swampman's looking for specialty
wood, ornamental pieces for the bar tops.
You ready?
Oh, yeah, I'm ready.
Let's do it.
NARRATOR: But in the swamp, ain't nothing come easy.
So to get 'em, they'll have to get a little wet.
We've got to get in the water, swim with the gators.
Here we go!
NARRATOR: Now, an old swamp trick
is to use your feet to find the logs on the river bottom.
Here's one.
And Shelby's a master at it.
Come here, come here.
Put your foot on this. Right here.
Jump on it. See it bob?
- I see that. - Jump on it.
See it?
So it's got to at least be eight foot long.
You know what I'm saying?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
They got a noise them alligators make that sound like this--
[imitating alligator] When I hear that damn sound,
it's time to get [bleep] out of the water, for damn sure.
[bleep] Come here.
Let me show you something.
See where the alligator's been laying up there on the bank?
I've never seen an alligator trail.
See how it's all split tracks?
That's where an alligator's been laying.
All right, let's go.
Let's see if we can find anything in that log,
and see if we can pick it up.
NARRATOR: Now when you come a'knockin' on a gator's front
door, you best hope he ain't home, because they don't take
kindly to trespassers.
That's the end of it?
Yep.
Pretty long.
Let me get it.
All right.
Ah!
There's a hook on this one--
[nervous laugh]
Where are you at?
Shelby?
[bleep] You scared the hell out of me!
It might be too much in the mud.
Well, that's not good.
I went down to get that log, and Angela
thought an alligator got me.
Spooked the hell out of her.
The Alligator Alley does that to folks.
NARRATOR: Now, there's an old expression in the swamp--
You hear that?
Yeah.
NARRATOR: If at first you don't succeed,
pray them gators stay away a little longer.
It's quiet out there, man.
It's too quiet.
One thing you don't want to hear in Alligator Alley is nothing.
[screaming]
A limb got betwixt my toenails and pulled it backwards.
I've been using my feet for years to find logs.
[bleep] tear your damned toenails off.
Is that meat or a worm?
It's part of your dead skin from when your toe got--
[bleep]
Oh my god!
Oh man!
- Found one. - Did you?
Found something.
Pick it up and see.
I can't.
It's too big.
It's right here, right where I'm standing.
Oh, god!
[laughing]
Son of a bitch, you scared the [bleep] out of me.
That's really neat.
Yeah, that girl's good, junior.
Man, she's already finding logs with her feet.
Is it pretty?
Yes, it's pretty.
NARRATOR: Now the Alley may have gators,
but once you work your way past them,
it's also got plenty of prime logs for the picking.
- Oh man. - Nice!
That's it, junior.
Got a damn load now.
Go back to land now.
Get in.
Man, we found a bunch of them down here.
We got all the special wood we need.
I'm close on this order, man.
Let's go, Shelby.