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.

♪♪

GET OUT TO THE EAST AND FIND SOME CRAB IN THE SHALLOWS.

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