[ WIND BLOWING ]
WE'RE ALSO NOT HAULING [BLEEP] FOR CRAB.
OH, MAN!
SO, THIS IS A PRETTY LOSE-LOSE SCENARIO.
[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS ]
Tyler: WHO KNOWS?
THAT'S WHY THEY DON'T PAY ME THE BIG BUCKS.
I STAND OUT ON DECK AND FREEZE MY ASS OFF.
[ SUSPENSEFUL CHORD STRIKES ]
Keith: MY LITTLE HONEY HOLE IN THE CANYON
WAS A COMPLETE DUD.
LET'S GET THIS GEAR ON AND GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE.
MOVE TO AN AREA WHERE, HOPEFULLY, WE CAN GET WORKING.
Narrator: NO CRAB OR SIGN OF LIFE IN HIS POTS,
THE CAPTAIN IS BACK ON THE HUNT...
OH, BACKDOOR NOW. BACKDOOR!
WHOA-OA!
...UNDER CONSTANT THREAT FROM ELSA'S BUILDING SEAS.
ONE MORE RIGHT BEHIND IT.
[ SHOUTING ]
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I THINK THE TIDE'S TURNIN' A LITTLE BIT,
SO IT'S PROBABLY GONNA GET WORSE,
IF THAT'S POSSIBLE.
SO JUST BE PREPARED.
YOU HEAR ME START YELLIN', MAN, START RUNNIN' AND
HANGIN' ON.
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WHOA, WHOA!
HERE WE GO.
[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CLIMBS ] OKAY, GUYS, THIS ONE'S COMIN'
FOR REAL, I THINK.
WATCH OUT. HANG ON! HANG ON!
LOOK OUT!
WHOA! NO!
OH!
OHHH.
WHOA-OA.
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OH!
EVERYBODY GOOD?
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[ INDISTINCT ]
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YEAH, YOU GOTTA HOLD ONTO [BLEEP], DUDE.
[BLEEP] WILD WEST OUT HERE.
THAT WAS ONE HELL OF A BIG WAVE THAT CAME IN AND BLINDSIDED US.
WHOA.
Narrator: WHILE THE FIVE-MAN CREW HAULS A POT...
HEAD'S UP! WHOA WHOA WHOA, NO!
...A 40-FOOT, 16,000-GALLON WALL OF WATER
SMASHES THE WIZARD HEAD ON.
AWWW!
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THAT WOULDA CLEARED THE DECK AND EVERYBODY ON IT,
IF IT HIT US ON THE STARBOARD SIDE.
YEAH, THAT WAS A BRUISER, MAN.
YOU'RE REALLY NEVER SAFE TO EVER BE OUT HERE
HAULING CRAB POTS,
ESPECIALLY WITH THE WEATHER LIKE THIS.
DOES MAKE IT KINDA FUN, THOUGH.
YOU GOTTA BE ON YOUR TOES!
Keith: ALL RIGHT.
YOU GOT 38 POTS LEFT TO PUT ON HERE.
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JUST GOTTA GET THIS GEAR ON THE BOAT.
THAT'S ALL WE GOTTA DO RIGHT NOW.
JUST GET THE GEAR ON, GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE.
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AND I THINK OUR ONLY OPTION'S GO EAST.
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GET OUT TO THE EAST AND FIND SOME CRAB IN THE SHALLOWS.
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