All language subtitles for Ice.Road.Truckers.S09E09.Hell.Freezes.Over.1080p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-NTb_track3_[eng]

Narrator:
Now... on "Ice Road Truckers":

Narrator:
The drivers go where
they've never gone before.

Todd:
This is Hudson Bay right here.
The ocean.

We are building our own road.

Narrator:
No big rigs,

no roads...

Todd:
Whoo-hoo!

Narrator:
As the rivals risk at all.

Todd:
This is the adventure
of a lifetime right here.

I tell you what.

Narrator:
At the end of the earth.

♪

♪

♪

Narrator:
Throughout the north,

signs of an early spring
are everywhere.

Lisa:
Whoo-hoo.

Narrator:
The winter roads
are melting away.

Whew, what am I doing out here?

Narrator:
And the truckers'
window of opportunity

is rapidly closing.

Alex:
Well, it's closed.

They blocked it with a grater.

Narrator:
To stay in business,

companies are hunting
for remaining trails

that are still open.

And in Winnipeg...

Todd:
What's up buddy?

Mark:
I've got a little crazy idea
I want to run by you.

Narrator:
The boss may have found one,

but it could be the biggest
gamble in Polar's history.

Mark:
I got a call from a customer
he's up and Seal River.

It's a wilderness camp up
there, Seal River Lodge.

He needs an excavator
brought in.

Mark:
They want to see if we can pull
sleighs across Hudson Bay

into Seal River.

Todd:
Hudson Bay, like, the ocean?

Mark: Yeah, it's--
Todd: Like the ocean, ocean.

I, I mean--
Mark: This is beyond
ice road trucking.

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Seal River is a tributary
in the Hudson Bay.

And the only way to reach it

is by flying 600 miles
north of Winnipeg

to the town of Churchill.

And then driving across
the frozen ocean.

But on this remote ice,
big rigs aren't permitted.

The only way to haul freight
is with a cat train.

Mark:
The Hudson Bay,

I mean that's a massive,
massive body of water.

We've delivered with trucks
for years,

and now we want to show that

we can move freight
with other means.

With cat trains and sleighs.

And we want to prove
to the world that we can
get this done.

Todd:
There's no road,
there is no nothing.

It's just basically,
you just take off in the--

open tundra and get going.
Mark: I'm basically--

I'm basically giving you
GPS coordinates

and you're going to have to
figure out a way to get there.

Oh, (bleep)!

Mark:
You might get into some
open water,

you might get in to some, you
know, 10, 12 foot ice ridges.

I mean, you're going to be
going through stuff you've
never seen before.

Wow.

Mark:
This is going to make history
for us.

You in?

Heck, yeah. I'm in.
Mark: Okay.

Todd: I am ready to do it.
Mark: Okay, should I pull
the trigger?

Should I say we're in?

Yeah, do it.
Tell them we'll do it.

(Dialling)

Mark:
Hey, how are you doing?

Yeah, we can, we can commit
to that no problem.

I got the best guy
sitting here.

Two, (sighs) two drivers? No.

No, I understand.

No, I'll, I'll, I'll find,
I'll find a second one.

Yeah, no. I, I, I-
I know it's last minute and--

but you can count on me.
Bye-bye.

Two loads now, bud.
(Sighs heavily)

Now, what are we going to do?

Mark:
I called to check
on the Churchill load

and then I'm being told
it's two runs.

All my best drivers are
scattered all over Manitoba
and Ontario.

I don't know what to do.

Who can we find? Somebody that
knows what they're doing,

and somebody that
is gonna watch your back?

Todd:
We just need somebody
we can trust.

I have an idea, but I don't know
if I want to say it or not.

(Tools clattering)

Lisa:
Last one.

Mark:
Hey, knock-knock?

Lisa:
Are you lost?

Mark:
I wanted to pop in and uh,
present,

possibly a business
opportunity to you both.

I got something that's crazy

and crazy, I figure,
is right up both your alleys.

Churchill.

Not driving a truck, but pulling
odd wells and cat trains.

It's across Hudson Bay
which is pretty wild.

It was supposed to be one run,
it turned into two.

We need to have somebody
that can run with Todd.

Todd:
I gotta have someone who knows
what the hell they're doing.

I'm not gonna go with somebody
I have to babysit.

Uh, we both said,
"Uh, you know what,

Lisa should go with him
on this run."

Can you help us out?

I want to go to Churchill.

Darrell: Oh yeah?
Lisa: Yes.

It's gonna be a lifetime
experience.

I mean, without a shadow
of a doubt so.

What do you say, Lisa?
You want to do this run
with me, or what?

Mark:
You think we can team up
and get this done without--

Darrell: Without bumping heads?
Mark, Todd: Yeah.

Well, I'd rather work with ya,
then fight with ya.

So, let's make it work.

Lisa: Great.
Todd: Let's do it!

Mark:
Let's go, guys.

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The rival companies
are aligning forces

to tackle one of the most
remote and unforgiving

destinations on the planet.

Further north than either
has dared to travel.

And the mission to man
the 50 tonne cat train

is unlike anything
they've attempted before.

Darrell:
This run to Churchill
is an opportunity

for both of these companies
to make history together.

I mean, they're going to the
end of the earth and beyond.

This is huge in the world
of trucking.

Mark:
With both of these companies
coming together,

it's gonna be really
challenging, but, you know,

bragging rights for both of us
if we can accomplish this.

Lisa:
I am so excited that I get
to go to Churchill

because now that is another
check mark off my bucket list.

Todd:
My goodness!

It's amazing.

If you look across there,
it's just--

Basically, it's gonna-
It's an obstacle course.

Look at those pressure ridges
from the ice to water,

from the pressure, it bulges
that ice up in certain areas.

And you literally have to
freaking weave in and out

and get around them-
Oh my God...

I, I don't know how
this is all gonna work.

It's not easy.

♪

(Engine idling)

Todd:
You want these first? Third?

Make sure we get all the load
on there that we need to take.

We don't want to leave
anything behind.

'Cause it's one major trip in.

It's vitally important
to get everything we need

on these track machines
to get it all delivered.

Narrator:
The excavator and building
supplies are loaded up

for the journey.

(Clank)

(Grunts)

Todd:
Ready to go.

Narrator:
And as an added precaution
an emergency driver

will ride in the excavator
in case disaster strikes.

Lisa:
About ready to leave.

No seat belts.

(Engine humming)

Todd:
Looks pretty basic.

Narrator:
Now, the team must
familiarize themselves

with a decades old
track machine.

Todd:
She's a beast, boy!
I'll tell you what.

Never seen anything like her.

That's it, that's fifth gear
right there.

Narrator:
Todd takes off
with the giant excavator.

(Laughs)

Narrator:
And Lisa gets moving with her
load of building supplies.

(Engine puttering)

♪

Narrator:
Even though the track rigs are
slower and heavier than trucks,

only a vehicle with treads
can maneuver

over the uneven landscape.

Lisa:
Oh, this is truly awesome
for Polar

and Darrell at my company
coming together

and hauling these loads
out here.

It's teamwork,
instead of fighting for once.

And it's gonna take me
some getting used to

because it's tracks instead
of tires.

I'm just gonna goes slow.
(Laughs)

(Engine humming)

Todd:
This is unbelievable!
Whoo hoo!

This is an adventure
of a lifetime, right here,

I tell you what.

Look at that (bleep) out there!

Look at these heaves of ice,
man. Wow!

Narrator:
Todd and Lisa will have to
survive miles of untouched ice,

dozens of pressure ridges

and limitless peaks and valleys
before they reach Seal River.

(Engine humming)

Todd:
I cannot believe I'm in a 1975
Bombardier old track machine

pulling a sled with an
excavator. (Laughs)

Who would have ever thought,
huh?

Narrator:
But the convoy is ready
to meet the challenge head on

and to deliver for their
companies.

(Engine humming)

Todd:
This ain't even an ice road.

We are building our own road.

I feel like I'm on top
of the world!

On the rapidly thawing winter
roads... rrator:

Mike:
Daddy likes it rough.

(Truck jostling)
(Grunts)

(Laughs)
Oh yeah.

This weather is crazy.

Narrator:
Mother Nature has thrown Polar
driver Mike Simmons a curve.

Dumping 3 feet of wet snow on
the trail to you Utik Lake.

She's gonna be a real
rough ride.

Narrator:
Add it's obscuring potholes
and torn up muskeg from days
of melting,

Making a rough ride
for the newcomer

and his 10 tonne crates
of pontoon boats.

Mike:
I got a couple seacans
on a tandem highboy here.

Breakups coming a little faster
than anybody has anticipated.

(Loud crash)

Ow! Oh boy!

No more bumps!

Art:
How you doin' back there,
You all right b'y?

Hey Art, what's up?

Narrator:
But Mike's not alone
on the mission.

Yeah, like, all the time, eh?

Mike:
(Laughs) Lovely.

Narrator:
Up ahead, Art Burke leads
the two man convoy

with a 12 tonne load
of building supplies.

The other half of the season's
last haul into Utik.

Art:
Mike is right behind me.

This time, I'm not waiting
for him.

So he better pick up his socks.

It's the last time
we run together.

First you get good,
then you get fast.

(Laughs)

Narrator:
On their last trip together...

Art:
Let the games begin.

Narrator:
Art put Mike through
the wringer

by setting a blistering pace.

Mike:
Art has got his foot into it.

Art:
Boy, oh boy,
you gonna have to catch up.

Narrator:
And the rookie struggled
to keep up.

(Loud crash)
(Grunts)

(Bleep) me!

(Laughs)

Narrator:
Now...

Art:
All right, buddy, hammer down.

Narrator:
The veteran's putting Mike
to the test once again.

Mike:
I'm a little more seasoned now

and I'm confident
that keeping up with Art

is not to be a problem,

despite his ridiculous pace
that he sets.

Narrator:
And, with a little experience
under his belt

the new Polar driver's
up for the challenge.

I guess he's doing all right.
I hope he is anyway.

Well, I gotta be very careful
just to get into here.

Narrator:
The remote trail is private

and unmaintained by road
authorities.

(Loud crash)

Art:
Whoa! It's slick out here.

Narrator:
If the drivers encounter
any trouble

on this final haul
bound for Utik...

Art:
We're gonna do some
wicked bouncing, b'y.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

Narrator:
They'll be completely
on their own.

Art:
Hang on.

(Loud bang)
Art: Whoa!

Oh, yeah!

Roger, that.

Looking like a real mess.

Ah, we're gonna be fine, b'y.

You gotta be optimistic, b'y.

Right up until impact.

(Big exhale)

Narrator:
While Art and Mike fight
through the wet falling snow...

250 miles to the east...

Darrell:
Now it's getting soggy.

The whole road's a big trowel.

(Shifting gears)

It ain't pretty out here,
I'll tell you that right now.

Narrator:
Rival Darrell Ward's smack dab
in the middle of the thaw

on one of the most torn up
trails still open

in the winter road system.

Darrell:
I've got 40,000 pounds

of building material
in this band trailer.

I got one set of signals on and
I don't know if that's enough.

Narrator:
Hauling the last load into
Big Trout for the season,

it's a race against
record high temperatures

to deliver before
the melting roads close.

Darrell:
I've never seen anything
this bad on these roads.

Momentum is your friend.

Just keep it rolling,
you can't screw up.

Narrator:
The hot sun is turning the road
into mud filled chaos,

but with business partner Lisa
up in Churchill,

it's Darrell's only option

to make money for the company
in the final stretch.

(Gears grinding)

Darrell:
Oh, it's soft everywhere.

(Frustrated sigh)

Narrator:
But now...

Darrell:
Aha! I see ice crossing.

Narrator:
As the thermometer hits
50 degrees,

Darrell's got to a brave
an ice crossing

that looks more suited
for a boat than a big rig.

Darrell:
The ice is melting.

Look at the water out here
on this lake.

Unbelievable.

When you pull up to the edge
of the shore and you're
looking out

and you're expecting
an ice crossing out there.

But instead,
it looks like a lake.

It looks like you just gonna
pull right on out there

and sail right on across it,
you know?

This diesel whale don't float.

It puts every nerve on edge.

But sometimes, it takes crazy
to get the job done.

(Shifts gear)

All right, here I go.

Go down on this ice crossing
and splash my way across it.

Narrator:
Deep in the thawing
wilderness...

(Shifts gear)

All right, here I go.

Go down on this ice crossing
and splash my way across it.

Narrator:
Darrell Ward's rolling
the dice.

Darrell:
My first is crossing
in 50 degrees.

Every second I move,
things are melting more.

Narrator:
The new business owner
is rushing

to get to Big Trout Lake
before the roads shut down.

But a 2 mile crossing
overrun with pools of water

stands in his way.

(Water bubbling)

Darrell:
This ice crossing's bad.

This stuff melting,
it's melting quicker,

there's a lot of water
out here.

I've never seen
anything like this.

I never drove out on a lake
when it was this,

this thawed out.

Especially in a semi.

(Water splashing)

There's something ain't right
in my head to be doing this,

I can tell you that right now.

I feel like I'm driving
through the lake

instead of over the lake.

(Ice cracking, water splashing)

(Gurgling)

(Ice cracking)

Darrell:
I shouldn't be out here.

My momma would've told me,
"Darrell don't go out there."

If she could only see me now.

(Splashing)

Narrator:
The softening ice can barely
withstand the pressure

from Darrell's 20 tonne rig.

Darrell:
Looks bad up there.

Narrator:
Causing cracks to spring up
all around.

Darrell:
Just a little farther.

♪

♪

That's how we do it!

Successfully sailed
another crossing.

Narrator:
Darrell reaches mud-soaked
land.

Darrell:
I can't believe
I went across that.

Narrator:
Surviving the crossing
and proving once again,

nothing can keep
the young company down.

Darrell:
So, I made it in to Big Trout.

Another load for the books.

Just what this company needs
is loads.

Loads, loads, loads.
Lots of loads.

So, I'm gonna get in here,

and then I'm gonna head back
towards Winnipeg.

Narrator:
As Darrell pulls up
to the offload...

400 miles to the northwest

on the largest bay
in North America...

(Engine humming)

Todd:
This is a workout,
right here, buddy.

Narrator:
Todd Dewey...

Lisa:
Is this seaweed?

Narrator:
and Lisa Kelly have put
company rivalries aside
to make history.

Hauling a cat train 35 miles
over the massive Hudson Bay.

Todd:
It's everything I can do

just to keep this (bleep) thing
moving on the ice.

(Engine humming)

Narrator:
There are no marked roads

and big rigs can't cross
the jagged terrain.

So they're pulling sleighs
of lumber,

building supplies and a giant
excavator with track machines.

Todd:
Just so you know,

this is as fast as this thing
goes, bud.

This is it.

Narrator:
And so far, it's a tough slog.

♪

Todd:
Give her everything she's got,
believe that.

And then some.

This is an old machine,
I don't want to break it.

Narrator:
But now...

Todd:
We got some hills to go over.

Narrator:
The convoy has got to pass over

a peninsula littered
with frozen hills.

Wee hoo!

Whoa!

Narrator:
With a light load...

Narrator:
Lisa makes it with ease.

Todd:
I don't know how this thing
is gonna do either.

Narrator:
Now, pulling a 17 tonne
excavator,

it's Todd's turn.

(Bleep)!

Narrator:
Without any ability
to gain speed

while trying to barrel
forward...

Narrator:
but the tracks could get stuck
in the deep, dense snow.

(Engine revving)

Todd:
Come on!

Come on you son of a bitch!

Going up.

Narrator:
On the edge
of the Hudson Bay...

Narrator:
Todd Dewey's facing
an uphill battle.

Todd:
Come on!

Come on, you son of a bitch!

Narrator:
The Polar driver is desperately
trying to pull

a massive excavator
over a snow-covered hill.

But the load's too heavy
and the inclines too steep,

stopping to snow cat
literally in its tracks.

(Treads spinning)

(Frustrated grunt)

(Grinding)

Dammit, this is hard.

It's this (bleep) deep snow,
it just buries her.

Narrator:
To get the added power
he needs,

Todd calls in the emergency
driver in the excavator

to help push him over.

(Engine revving)

Todd:
Come on!

(Engine revving)

Holy smokes!

Narrator:
Todd's made it to the other
side,

but now, (machine groaning)

he's got to drag the entire
70,000 pound load across too.

Todd:
They don't want to move.

(Metal creaking)

(Engine revving)

(Metal creaking)

Todd:
I don't know if he's got
enough boom.

Narrator:
Up front, Todd mans
the throttle.

Todd:
Come on, get the (bleep) over!

Narrator:
As the operator uses the bucket

to try and inch the sled
forward from behind.

Todd:
I can't (bleep) see him
back there.

I don't know what he's doing.

Come on, girl!

(Metal creaking)

(Engine revving)

Todd:
There she goes.

Whoo hoo hoo!

Narrator:
The convoy's back in business.

Todd:
(Howling)

Narrator:
But 25 miles of rugged
tundra and frozen sea

still loom ahead.

I just hope this engine
has what it takes

to make it all the way there.

Narrator:
While Todd and Lisa
push further north,

250 miles to the south...

Mike:
Keep them tires down, baby.

Come on. Come on!

Narrator:
Polar newcomer Mike Simmons...

Mike:
How's the road looking ahead,
Art?

Narrator:
...and veteran Art Burke...

(Bleep)

Art:
All in all, totally (bleep).

Narrator:
...are hauling the last loads
of the season

over the final 5 miles
to distant Utik Lake.

Art:
I can't see the road at all,
b'y.

Narrator:
But a recent snowfall has
hidden the bumps and potholes
below.

Art:
Hang on.

Narrator:
Wreaking havoc for the only
two drivers

on the remote private trail.

Holy shit.

Art:
Hopefully, we'll make it.

Mike:
Just a little bit to go.

Narrator:
Finally...

Art:
Okay, we got another one made,
b'y.

Narrator:
Art makes it to the drop-off
point at Utik Lake.

Okay, boys and girls.

I'm gonna have to get all this
(bleep) off to get out of here.

Narrator:
And, as Art's haul is unloaded,

his convoy partner brings in
the second half of the contract.

Mike:
Well, gonna get this equipment
off, take these straps off.

Art:
You made it, buddy.

Mike:
Hey, my brother.

(Laughing)

Good to see ya, b'y.

(Bleep), that's some surreal
(bleep) right there, eh?

Nothing around?

Art:
When it comes to the ice road,

I would say that some of the
best drivers in North America

drive them (bleep) ice roads,
buddy.

And he got a chance to join us.

I'm outta here, b'y.

Okay, I'll-
Both: I'll see you in Winnipeg.

Art:
You be safe.

Narrator:
Looking to burn through the
private road before nightfall,

Art guns it.

Mike:
Art's always good for a laugh
on the road.

He's got a hell
of a personality that guy.

(Horn honking)

(Jangling)

Boys are gonna get this stuff
off my back with these hoes.

Narrator:
As Mike finishes offloading...

(Creaking)

Then I'm going to haul
that bucket home.

Narrator:
He nabs a valuable prize
for the return trip:

a 5 tonne excavator bucket

that'll bring in extra dollars
for Polar.

Mike:
Now, I gotta go back over
that rough, (bleep) road.

(Airbrakes hiss)

Mike:
Let's get the hell out of here.

It's starting to snow
pretty good right now

and it's essentially making
the road invisible.

Whoo!
(Impact thud)

(Bleep)!

All this fresh snow,
nice fat snowflakes,

everything is really slimy.

Narrator:
Making matters worse for Mike,

lack of weight in the back
of the trailer

is causing the tail
to swerve around every curve.

(Loud thud)

You son of a (bleep).

(Loud crash)
(Groans)

I hate this (bleep) road.

Not good.

I gotta keep a close eye
on this excavator bucket.

It's getting jostled
around back there.

This road is truly (bleep)
ridiculous.

(Rumbling)

If I never see this road
again in my life,

it'll be too (bleep) soon.

(Impacts)

Hold on.
Hang on!

(Loud crash)

Narrator:
On the slick trail
out of Utik Lake...

Mike:
This road is truly (bleep)
ridiculous!

Narrator:
Mike Simmons is losing control.

If I never see this road again
in my life

it will be too (bleep) soon!

(Impacts)

Hold on. Hang on!

(Loud crash)

Mike:
You have got to be kidding me!

(Radio static)

Uh, I come around a corner
there

and I slid right off the road.

I'm stuck so I gonna get out
and his assess the situation.

(Groans)

Yeah, my front tires just slid
right off the road.

Narrator:
The rig's lodged into the snow
at an angle.

Mike:
I'm at a pretty good incline
here.

Narrator:
So severe that the left drive
tires are suspended in air.

On the private trail,

there's no chance a road crew's
coming by to help.

And hauling Utik Lake's
last load of this season,

no one will be coming
behind him.

Mike:
Well, my options are limited.

I'm going to go suit up.

And I've got a little trick up
my sleeve,

may get me out of this.

So, first things first,

I'm gonna stretch my straps
out,

I'm gonna tie 'em
to this tree back here

and I'm gonna use my wheel
as a winch and see if I can

suck myself back out of it.

Narrator:
Mike will rig up a winch to try
to pull himself out of trouble.

(Groans)

Narrator:
But with the truck dug so deep,

at such an extreme angle,

it's a monumental challenge.

I haven't done this exact
trick before but,

the science of it
makes perfect sense.

Narrator:
Especially for an ice roads
rookie.

(Sighs)

Well, I've got the strap
hooked to my chain

and I'm gonna put this truck
in reverse.

This tire is gonna spin,

and strap's gonna wrap around
this tire like a giant winch.

So, let's see if this works.

Another day at the office.

(Ratcheting)

(Creaking)

(Loud snap)
(Jangling)

Mike:
(Bleep)!

Narrator:
The pressure's too much
for a single strap.

I may have to pull out
every strap I have.

Narrator:
So Mike adds reinforcements.

Mike:
I have to peel out some more
straps.

And quadruple these up.

(Straining grunt)

I'm not gonna have any straps
left, but oh well.

A guy's gonna do
what a guy's gotta do.

(Chains jangling)

(Crash)

(Tires spinning)

Mike:
Oh no.

It would have worked
if that tree had held up.

I'm getting pretty desperate
right now.

I'm not gonna stop trying.

There's more trees back there.

I'm gonna wrap around
those trees

and uh, hope they don't (bleep)
give.

(Panting)

(Exhales)

I'm hooked to four trees
in a bunch.

That's my last ditch effort.

If this doesn't work,

I don't know what the hell
I'm gonna do.

Narrator:
Strapped up to the biggest
trees he could find...

What an interesting day.

Let's try this again.

Narrator:
Mike gives it one more shot.

(Engine revving)

Mike:
Move!

(Engine revving)

Mike:
Move!

Come on!

(Engine revving)

(Jangling)

Whooooo!

Yeah, baby!

(Bleep) relief!

I am free. I am out.

(Smooches)

Thank you.

I'm going to take all
of this wet clothes off.

I am soaked to the bone.

(Bleep). Hit this road.
(Laughs)

And go the (bleep) home.
Whoo!

Narrator:
Facing an imposing task

that would've beaten
most seasoned drivers,

the rookie refused to give up.

Mike:
I probably just burned through
$1000 worth of straps.

It's cheaper than a tow track.

Narrator:
And now, after earning
his stripes more than ever...

Mike:
We just gonna make it
this last little stretch

and we got her in the bag.

Narrator:
Mike heads for Winnipeg.

Narrator:
Hundreds of miles north
of Winnipeg,

beyond the winter roads...

Narrator:
Lisa Kelly and Todd Dewey,

are fighting their way across
the frozen Hudson Bay.

Todd:
What an adventure, huh?

Unbelievable, man.

It's still hard to sit here
and think that I am

on the ocean and Hudson Bay
right now,

crossing it with 100,000 pounds
worth of weight.

Finally getting good traction
with the cleats on this
tractor.

It's pulling me along
pretty good,

making a hell of a lot better
time than we were.

We're really trying to follow
where there's no cracks,

where the snow isn't so deep,

where we're least likely
to be afraid

of falling through the ice.

Narrator:
Now, the convoy is about
to move far away

from the safety of the shallow
shore

to where the water below

plummets to depths
of over 300 feet.

So, the thickness of the ice
is more crucial than ever.

Lisa:
We got to check out the ice.

Hey Todd, you got a copy?

I can barely hear you,
but go ahead.

Hey, do you want to go out
and see how deep it is?

I'll be there in just a sec.

(Engines hum)

Todd:
All right, gonna go check
the ice with Lisa.

Narrator:
With no set roads to drive on,

Todd and Lisa are forging
their own trail.

Todd:
We're checking the ice because

we got some heavy (bleep) loads
and building supplies

and we don't know how deep
the ice is.

Narrator:
And it's up to them to judge
whether the ice is thick enough

to support their 100,000 pound
cat train.

So, it's kind of important.

I mean, our lives are
at stake here.

We've never been out here
before.

This is all new adventure
for us.

(Auger scraping ice)

Narrator:
To measure the ice...

Lisa:
Well, I don't see no water.

Narrator:
The team uses an auger to drill
down to the water level below.

Lisa:
Yeah, we're as far as it goes,
huh?

Todd:
(bleep) that's how deep (bleep)
the snow, man.

Lisa: You can't even tell.
Todd: Uh-uh.

Narrator:
The snow is so deep

there is no way to measure
the thickness of the ice

as they're about to travel
to the middle of the bay.

Lisa:
It's impossible to clear away

enough snow to really know
how deep the ice is.

We don't have any choice.

I don't know,
I'm still nervous though.

'Cause that machine is pulling
like a- (bleep) son of a bitch.

Lisa:
Yeah, you're way,
way heavier than I am.

Narrator:
Putting their lives
on the line...

Todd:
All right. That's it,
that's all we got.

We don't have a choice,
we got to go.

Narrator:
Todd and Lisa prepare to tread
further onto the ice,

and deeper into the unknown.

Lisa:
Well, we just augured
a hole down

and it's just pretty much
all snow.

It's so hard to tell
it's just so deep.

Well, here it is:
do or die, huh?

And she ain't looking good.
I can tell you that right now.

(Bleep) Arms like jello in front
of this frickin' tank, buddy.

Todd:
This is Hudson's Bay right
here.

The ocean.

Hey Todd, are you ready
to roll there?

Todd:
All right, let's go.

Lisa:
Alrighty, sounds good.

So, I'm gonna mosey on
and be a good leader

so that Todd doesn't
fall through the ice.

(Engine revving)

♪

(Ice cracking)

Narrator:
As sunset arrives
at the top of the world...

Okay...

Narrator:
The team begins to run into
large amounts of overflow,

open water on the surface,

resulting from pressure
between cracks in the ice.

(Engine humming)

More overflow right there.

It's just all over.

You know when that (bleep)
pushing up through there

those pressure ridges
are giving way

that it, it's becoming
very weak.

Very unreliable.

Come on, girl.

Pull through her.

I ain't never seen anything
like this.

Absolutely creepy.

That ain't right.

I'm told that my adrenaline's
pumping so hard right now,

I don't even feel it.

Narrator:
Every pound from the mammoth
machines

puts more pressure
on the breaking ice.

Todd:
Holy smokes!

You see all that water down
there, breaking through?

Breaking through this hole
in this road, it's overflow.

(Ice popping and cracking)

Look at that! That's the pulley
broke through right there.

Come on, keep going.

This is it. I'm stuck.

(Engine revving)

I completely (bleep) broke
through the (bleep) ice here.

(Ice popping, water rushing)

(Ice cracking)

(Treads rattling)

Breaking through pretty bad
here, guys.

Come on, you son of a bitch!

(Loud crash)

(Bleep)

Lis! (bleep)

Lisa:
Toddy, you're going down.

Narrator:
Next time...

on the season finale
of "Ice Road Truckers":

Lisa:
You can feel all this ice
moving underneath of us.

Narrator:
The last open trails...

Every time I hear the ice
crunching

I get a little nervous.

Narrator:
...make for hell on earth.

Darrell:
Whoa!

Narrator:
And for one driver...

I'm racing against
the temperature.

Narrator:
It could be the end
of the road.

Alex:
Hold on!
(Metal groaning)