The Perfect Storm Page #5

It's the antenna.

Billy, can you hear me?

You're headed right

for the middle of the monster.

Oh, my God.

Hang on!

Take the wheel.

No, I'll go.

Mayday, mayday, mayday...

...Coast Guard Boston.

This is fishing vessel Hannah Boden

relaying a mayday...

...for swordboat Andrea Gail.

Last position, 44 north...

...56.4 west, over.

Advise you proceed to next incident

at your discretion, over.

Yeah, roger, Boston.

I just got a mayday on a Gloucester

swordboat, the Andrea Gail.

Jesus. That's straight into hell.

Gloucester.

They're always from Gloucester.

It's an increased-risk mission,

so, you know, it's up to us.

I'm getting

a little air-to-air feeling.

Refuel in hell?

That's pretty sporty.

Call the cutter.

We're coming in hot.

People, slight change of plans!

We're gonna drop you on

the Coast Guard cutter Tamaroa.

We got some swordfishermen

who have lost their way.

Or their minds.

This is rescue 2-3- 1

on final approach.

Rescue 2-3- 1, flight deck is green.

There it is.

You're being waved in.

Thirty meters and closing.

Twenty-five meters, winds 43.

Set a line at 0-1 -0.

Beautiful. We're coming.

Watch this wave, cap.

Transfer at will.

Drop ladder.

All right, send them down.

Put your foot out.

Left leg out.

Mind your helm, goddamn it.

Watch the deck!

Come on.

First survivor on deck.

-Where's our fuel?

-Refueling tanker is on the way.

Second survivor on deck.

Jesus.

It's gone.

No antenna, no radio.

We're back in the 1 9th century.

You want to call it quits,

turn around?

What do you think?

I think she's a hell of a boat.

With a hell of a crew.

And a hell of a skipper.

All right then, Gloucester...

...we're coming home!

Take the wheel!

Skipper, don't!

Take the goddamn wheel!

That's an order!

Damn, I can't see anything.

What's the gauge say?

It's low, Jonesy.

Where are they?

-Tanker's on the way.

-How many stops are they making?

No!

Come on! Not again.

Hello? Ethel, thank God!

I'm going crazy here.

Even the weather guy's gone bananas.

Have you heard from...?

Hello? Ethel?

Sh*t!

There she is! Thank God.

Let's fill her up, save these yahoos

and get out of here.

King 1 -2, we have visual.

Air Force rescue 2-3-1,

you've got a wet hose.

All right now, hold on!

In the water!

Hold on, skip!

Sh*t.

Come on, skip!

Come on, skip, come on!

Yeah!

Anything yet?

Nothing about boats.

-I got four nines.

-He's a liar.

Florence.

Damage estimates

are in the high millions.

Folks, the worst is yet to come.

The storm of the century.

Residents, stay inside,

pack sandbags against door frames.

A report here that Cape Ann

fishing industry is in tatters.

Lobstermen from Gloucester to Scituate

have lost their traps.

A missing swordboat, Andrea Gail,

out of Gloucester with a crew of six.

An Air National Guard rescue

helicopter has been dispatched.

At Logan International Airport,

flooded runways.

We did it!

-Get those windows boarded up!

-All right, skip.

Come on, board it up!

Tell those guys forget it.

We'll get our gas somewhere else.

What do you think?

We're running on fumes.

King 1 -2, this isn't gonna work.

This is not our night.

We're issuing a mayday.

Give the Coast Guard our coordinates.

We're ditching.

Mayday, mayday, Air Force rescue 2-3-1

calling Coast Guard Tamaroa.

Mayday, mayday, Air Force rescue 2-3-1

calling Coast Guard Tamaroa.

King 1 -2, departing the area.

Come on!

Let's get it up!

All right, guys, get ready!

Hold on!

Get it up there!

Get another one.

Come on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Grab them, grab them!

Hang on, there's a swell!

Come on, guys, try to get you close.

-Stay together.

-Roger that.

Number 1 is out!

Bail! Bail out!

-Leave yourself enough time, okay?

-I'll be fine.

Go, Jonesy, go!

You're next.

Hold on, hold on!

Now, Jeremy, now!

Go! Bail out!

See you, Darryl.

No, no, no, no. No!

Over here!

We're over here!

Have you seen Mitchell?

No.

What about Jonesy?

Nothing. Just you.

Goddamn it, we don't lose anybody!

Come on, lay it on.

-Get it locked!

-Get them on!

They're not gonna make it!

Tell them to hold on.

I'll turn the boat.

Right now, let's go!

Come on, guys, you can do it!

It's jammed! It's jammed!

Lock it down!

I can't hold her!

Come on, get it up.

Put it on now!

Come on, this is it.

-Get it on.

-I'm trying!

Get it on.

It's loose. I got it!

Man overboard!

-What?!

-Two over the side.

Come on, help me!

Hold on, I got you!

Grab the line!

Oh, God.

We lost Bugsy!

Bugsy!

Hold on. Grab this.

Hold on!

Come on, Bugsy. Grab it!

Grab it!

Bugsy!

There! Right there!

Come on, let's go!

I'm here, Jeremy, I'm here.

I got you. We're here.

Hey, talk to me, J. Talk to me.

I'm all busted up, cap.

Can't breathe.

-Hey, Mitch, have you seen Jonesy?

-No.

Go find him. Go find Jonesy.

Go get him.

Boys, that's it.

We can't make it.

We're turning around.

Come on, cap, we can do it.

What about our catch?

We'll mug them next time.

This piece of water belongs to us.

The fish will gather again

for the Andrea Gail...

...when we come back.

This is gonna be

the turnaround of all time.

Textbook.

So get ready.

If it were good news,

he would've called us.

The news is the rescue helicopter

had to ditch.

We can't raise the Andrea Gail.

What does that mean?

We don't know anything.

If anyone can survive this storm,

it's Billy Tyne. I'll give him that.

What do you want?

Credit for having the guts

to walk in here?

I do.

Give it to him.

How you doing, Quentin?

Pretty good, governor.

You're counting your money.

And my guy is out there risking

his life for a bunch of stupid fish.

That's the game.

I hate the game.

I hate the goddamn game!

Do you hear me?!

Do you read me, governor?

Do you?!

Do you read me?!

Did you see him?

I don't see anything!

Look! There's the cutter.

-Have them put out the cargo net.

-Cargo net, aye, sir.

Put me alongside them.

I want five men on that net.

And get the light out there.

Okay, guys, hook in!

Pick it up! Move!

Keep your light on those swimmers!

Get ready!

Release the net now!

Okay, now, Jeremy, swim!

Swim!

Give him a hand!

Get ready!

Come on!

All right! Let's do it again.

If they can't get to us,

we'll get to them.

Go up swell and drift down.

Broadside, captain?

Isn't it too dangerous?

It's too hairy.

I won't let two men drown!

Hold on, Jer. Just hold on.

When I say now, you go full throttle.

Got it?

We only get one chance at this.

And then?

We pray.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Now!

Faster!

We did it!

Guys, we're alive!

We made the turn! We did it!

Hey, skip, I'm giving you notice.

This is my last trip.

When we get back, I'm going right to

Salisbury Beach with Chris.

We're riding those go-carts,

full-time.

What do you think, skip?

We're doing 1 2 knots.

We keep this up,

make it through till dawn...

...we might get out of here.

They're coming around, Jeremy.

I can't make it, cap.

They're coming for you.

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