MIKE ROWE (VOICEOVER): 71 miles Southwest--
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: Good flowing, dude.
MIKE ROWE (VOICEOVER): --with gusts topping 50 knots.
HARLEY: It's still pretty damn gusty out here,
you know, but it looks better in daylight
than it did in the dark.
And I want those pots on the boat,
but in order for that to happen, I got to spin this boat around,
so we don't get blown into the Summer Bay, right here.
MIKE ROWE (VOICEOVER): Captain Harley
must position his crane near the dock
to get his 86 pots on board.
HARLEY: Summer Bay says he'll move,
but he was talking about noon, I don't
have time to wait till noon.
I've got to get this boat so my crane can reach the pots,
right now it can't.
HARLEY (ON RADIO): Hey, Bill.
It's me, Harley.
You got me?
Dammit.
We'll get this thing on the right side of the dock.
Come on, guys.
Let's go.
Time to move the boat.
NICK: If you can't tell, I've never done this before.
On the Bering Sea you just, kind of, have to expect
things like this to happen.
When-- you would never think that your refrigerator
door would fly off, but it happened, you know?
RADIO: [INAUDIBLE]
HARLEY (ON RADIO): Get started here.
Typhoon is all up our ass.
We got to switch boat around to the port side,
so we can load these pots up.
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
HARLEY: Let's get this thing spun around here.
We can do this.
CAPTAIN BILL (ON RADIO): What is he doing?
SHIP CREWMAN (ON RADIO): He's backing the boat.
Oh, he's going to do what he--
Yeah
Yes of course.
HARLEY (ON RADIO): Hey, give me somebody else up on the stern
here, just in case.
I've seen this guy driving before, it's kind of scary.
Tell me how far I can come.
200 feet.
That's not 200 feet.
Keep her coming, baby.
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: How many feet, Brady?
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: 30 feet.
[BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [BLEEP]..
Help me, help me.
[BLEEP]
HARLEY (ON RADIO): Watch out, you guys.
Looking bad, looking bad, looking bad.
Oh, [BLEEP]
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: Come on.
Keep up the [BLEEP].
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: Go!
Go ahead.
CAPTAIN BILL: Nobody had a bag ready, neither [BLEEP] crew.
I mean, especially, his crew.
What the [BLEEP]?
HARLEY: And the wind pushed me into him.
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: Nice, [BLEEP]
SOUTHERN WIND CREWMAN: Hey.
SUMMER BAY CREWMAN: I put a bag back there.
[INAUDIBLE]
SUMMER BAY CREWMAN: See that?
That was [BLEEP] stupid.
MIKE ROWE (VOICEOVER): With Harley's maneuvering
less than precise than the high winds--
I didn't put a dent in him, did I?
MIKE ROWE (VOICEOVER): --the Southern Wind
leaves Wild Bill with a memento to remember him by.
What the [BLEEP]?
CAPTAIN BILL: The starboard stern has a new christening
by Buddy Harley.
Jackass.
He bumped us pretty hard.
We all know it can be rough at sea
and stuff happens, but every once in a while,
it's rough at the dock, too, and hell, we might
as well be fishing right now.
HARLEY: Let's load these pots up and get back out there.
CAPTAIN BILL (VOICEOVER): Storm or not it's fishing time, men.
Get this [BLEEP] some dirt on it.
All right you guys, we're going to roll.
Let's throw the lines.
Let's get out of here.
[CHEERING]
Work.
Voila.
Just your typical day on the Bering Sea.