Original subtitles

male narrator: TONIGHT ON

ICE ROAD TRUCKERS...

HAMMER DOWN, BOYS.

[horn honking]

narrator: AS THE RIG MOVE

DEADLINE APPROACHES...

SON OF A BITCH.

narrator: TENSIONS REACH THE

BREAKING POINT.

I THINK IT'S BULL[bleep] THAT

I HAVE TO BE JACK'S LITTLE

BROTHER ALL THE TIME.

narrator: IN CANADA...

[grunts]

narrator: A PIT STOP TURNS

DEADLY.

HOLY [bleep].

narrator: AND ONE TRUCKER IS

NOT GONNA MAKE IT.

HOLY SMOKES.

♪ ♪

narrator: THIS YEAR IN

ALASKA...

A NORTH SLOPE OIL BOOM IS UNDER

WAY.

[horn honking]

SINCE THE START OF THE SEASON,

CARLILE'S BEEN RACING TO MOVE A

3 1/2 MILLION-POUND OIL RIG IN

JUST TEN DAYS.

TO FINISH THE JOB, THEY MUST

HAUL THE FINAL PIECES OF THE RIG

TO PRUDHOE BAY, AND THEN

TRANSPORT THEM TO THE RIG SITE,

ACROSS THE ARCTIC ICE.

IF EVEN ONE PIECE DOESN'T MAKE

IT ON TIME...

[horn honking]

CARLILE WILL FACE THOUSANDS OF

DOLLARS IN CONTRACT PENALTIES.

AND THE DEADLINE EXPIRES IN JUST

24 HOURS.

IN FAIRBANKS...

I AIN'T GOT A CLUE WHAT THIS

THING IS, EXCEPT IT'S HEAVY AND

THEY NEED IT.

narrator: HAUL ROAD ACE

JACK JESSEE IS LEADING THE FINAL

PUSH NORTH.

YEAH, WE'LL SEE.

IT'S A LOT OF WEIGHT.

narrator: HAULING A 50,000-

POUND PIECE OF THE RIG'S

SUPERSTRUCTURE.

AND HE'S NOT ALONE.

I DON'T WANNA DO THIS AT ALL.

I THINK IT'S BULL[bleep] THAT I

HAVE TO BE JACK'S LITTLE BROTHER

ALL THE TIME.

narrator: ONCE AGAIN,

23-YEAR-OLD AUSTIN WHEELER IS

RIDING IN JACK'S SHADOW.

THEY BETTER STOP REALLY SOON

OR ELSE I'M GONNA THROW A REAL

FIT ABOUT IT.

narrator: ALL SEASON,

AUSTIN'S BEEN STUCK UNDER JACK'S

WING.

WELL, HE'S A DOUCHE BAG FOR

SITTING IN COLDFOOT WHILE I

LOADED UP THE TRUCK BY MYSELF.

narrator: THE YOUNG ROOKIE

IS DETERMINED TO FLY SOLO.

THIS WILL BE MY LAST CONVOY.

I'M NOT DOING ANY MORE.

I FEEL LIKE THEY JUST TREAT ME

LIKE I'M THE KID.

IT'S REALLY MAKING ME UPSET.

narrator: TODAY'S LOAD:

A 28,000-POUND, 12-FOOT-WIDE

SCREENHOUSE.

MY BIGGEST CONCERN IS FROM

JACK AND EVERYBODY ELSE THAT--

JUST BELIEVE IN ME, YOU KNOW?

GIVE ME A CHANCE TO SHOW YOU AND

I'LL SHOW YOU.

HERE WE GO.

narrator: WITH NO TIME TO

WASTE...

ALL RIGHT, LET'S GATHER IT

ALL UP.

YES, SIR.

narrator: THE CONVOY ROLLS

OUT, HOPING TO BEAT THE CLOCK.

WE'RE OUT OF HERE.

narrator: ACROSS THE YARD...

LOOKS PRETTY GOOD.

narrator: ROCKY MOUNTAIN LOG

HAULER DARRELL WARD IS ALSO

HOOKING UP TO HIS FINAL PIECE OF

THE OIL RIG.

I HAVE TO PUT EXTRA LIGHTS ON

HERE SO YOU CAN SEE THE WIDTH OF

MY LOAD.

I GOT A GOOD 10-FEET,

2-INCHES-WIDE OVERSIZED.

AND GOT 'ER ALL STRAPPED DOWN.

WE CAN GO AND I'M READY TO ROLL.

narrator: DESPITE BEING A

NEWCOMER, THE MONTANA LEGEND IS

STARTING TO MAKE HIS MARK IN

ALASKA.

[horn honking]

I THINK THEY UNDERSTAND WHAT

I'M ALL ABOUT.

THEY'RE GIVING ME THE OVERSIZED

LOADS NOW.

I AM ON TOP OF THE GAME.

narrator: WHILE LOADS ROLL

OUT, ACROSS THE YARD...

HAVE A SEAT.

WHEW!

narrator: RONALD "PORKCHOP"

MANGUM IS BACK IN THE OFFICE.

WE JUST WANNA TALK TO YOU A

LITTLE BIT ABOUT, YOU KNOW, HOW

IT WENT ON YOUR TRIP.

[gears grinding]

[bleep] DANG!

narrator: HIS FIRST TRAINING

RUN WITH PHIL KROMM WAS A BUST.

ALL RIGHT, YOU'RE DONE

DRIVING.

PULL OVER.

narrator: AND BAD HABITS...

[gears grinding]

ALMOST DERAILED HIS SECOND RUN

WITH TONY MOLESKY.

[gears grinding]

PORKCHOP, YOU CAN'T AFFORD TO

HAVE A MISTAKE HERE.

narrator: NOW HE'S ABOUT TO

FIND OUT IF HE MADE THE CUT.

I HAVE TO MAKE SURE THAT WHEN

I GET OUT OF THAT TRUCK, YOU'RE

GOOD TO GO, THAT YOU'RE NOT

PLAYING BACK INTO SOME OF THE

BAD HABITS THAT I THINK THAT

YOU BROUGHT HERE.

REALISTICALLY, I THINK WE HAD A

GOOD TRIP.

YOU WERE SHIFTING SMOOTHER.

YOU WERE HITTING NINTH GEAR, FOR

THE MOST PART, PRETTY REGULAR.

AND THAT WAS GOOD.

I'M IN KIND OF A TOUGH SPOT

HERE.

'CAUSE I GOT, YOU KNOW, MY TWO

TOP TRAINERS AND THE FIRST ONE

DIDN'T REALLY WANNA GET BACK IN

THE TRUCK WITH YOU.

AND NOW THE SECOND ONE SAYS

YOU'RE READY TO GO.

SO I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'M GONNA

DO.

I'M GONNA LET YOU GO IN YOUR OWN

TRUCK, OKAY, BASED ON TONY'S

WORD.

BUT YOU'RE STILL GONNA FOLLOW

SOMEBODY AND--AND THAT'S GONNA

BE PHIL.

IT'S LIKE, SINCE I'VE BEEN

HERE, PHIL KROMM'S JUST BEEN A

THORN IN MY ASS.

I'M UP HERE FOR MY FAMILY.

EMPTY-HANDED.OING BACK

IT'S MY TURN TO SHOW HIM THAT

I'VE LEARNED SOMETHING.

MORNING.

narrator: PORKCHOP WILL

DRIVE HIS OWN TRUCK, BUT HE'LL

STILL BE STUCK IN PHIL'S

MIRRORS.

I TOLD LANE PORKCHOP DIDN'T

BELONG AND HE WAS WAY TOO FAR

OUT OF HIS ELEMENT.

MY OPINION WAS TO CUT HIM LOOSE

AFTER THE INITIAL RIDE-ALONG

TRIP TO PRUDHOE.

[truck beeping]

GET 'ER DONE.

PORKCHOP WANTS TO GET OUT ON

HIS OWN.

HE'S GONNA GET HIS WISH IN A BIG

WAY.

[sighs]

WELL, THAT'S PRETTY MUCH IT.

[clears throat]

OKAY, LET'S GO.

narrator: 450 MILES TO THE

EAST...

FEEL GOOD TODAY.

ANOTHER DAY, LOOKING TO DO SOME

WORK.

narrator: IS TRUCKING LEGEND

ALEX DEBOGORSKI.

I'LL BE HAPPY TO GET ON THE

ICE AGAIN.

narrator: THIS SEASON, ALEX

HAS ALREADY SURVIVED SOME OF THE

HARSHEST CONDITIONS ON THE

PLANET...

WE'RE DRIVING INTO A

WHITEOUT.

narrator: DELIVERING SUPPLIES

TO THE REMOTE COMMUNITIES OF

HIS NORTHERN HOMELAND.

I COME FROM YELLOWKNIFE,

WHICH IS IN THE NORTHWEST

TERRITORIES.

AND PRETTY WELL EVERYTHING THAT

COMES THERE IS BY TRUCK.

THAT'S WHY I'M HERE THIS SEASON.

'CAUSE I WANNA HELP.

AND I WANNA HAVE AN IMPACT ON

THE PEOPLE THAT NEED ME THE

MOST.

narrator: BUT TODAY...

THEY'RE CALLING FOR WINDS UP

TO, UH, ANYWHERE FROM 90 TO 100

KILOMETERS AN HOUR.

narrator: THINGS ARE LOOKING

EVEN WORSE.

IF IT BLOWS REALLY BAD AND I

GET A CALL THAT YOU'RE STUCK, I

MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO SEND HELP

TO YOU.

OKAY, WELL, I'LL GO.

OKAY?

YEAH, VERY GOOD, SIR.

OKAY, WELL, ANYWAY, HAVE A

SAFE TRIP.

THANKS, MIKE.

I'M GONNA GO OVER AND PUT MY

STUFF IN THE TRUCK AND THEN

WE'LL CHECK OUT THE LOAD.

narrator: ALEX WILL BE

RACING A STORM WITH A LOAD OF

SNOW MACHINES BOUND FOR THE

VILLAGE OF AKLAVIK...

WHERE NINE MONTHS OF THE YEAR,

THEY'RE ONE OF THE ONLY MEANS OF

TRANSPORTATION.

WE'RE OFF TO AKLAVIK...

IN THE GREAT WHITE NORTH.

narrator: TO REACH THE TINY

VILLAGE, ALEX MUST TAKE AN ICE

ROAD OVER THE FROZEN MACKENZIE

RIVER DELTA.

HERE WE ARE.

OFF WE GO TO ANOTHER ADVENTURE.

narrator: BUT ONLY INCHES

BELOW HIS WHEELS, THE POWERFUL

FLOWING RIVER EATS AWAY AT THE

UNDERSIDE OF THE ICE ROAD,

LEAVING HIS PATH LITTERED WITH

INVISIBLE POCKETS OF FRAGILE

ICE.

ICE WEARS--IT MIGHT BE GOOD

ONE DAY, IT COULD WEAR THINNER

THE NEXT DAY.

YOU CAN COME ALONG AND...

KERPLUNK.

GET COLD AND WET AND DEAD.

[ice cracking]

YOU CAN HEAR THE ICE CRACKING

HERE.

GOT A REAL SNAP THROUGH HERE.

HOLY MACKEREL, LOOK AT THAT.

OOH.

WE HAVE A CRACK RIGHT THERE.

HOLY SMOKES.

narrator: 30 MILES WEST OF

INUVIK...

THE ICE IS CRACKING A LOT

LOUDER.

'CAUSE WE GOT LESS ICE.

narrator: ALEX DEBOGORSKI IS

BATTLING SHIFTING ICE AS HE

RACES A STORM ACROSS THE

MACKENZIE DELTA.

HOLY MACKEREL, LOOK AT THAT.

OOH.

WE HAVE A CRACK RIGHT THERE.

WHOA, BABY.

I'M JUST LISTENING TO THE ICE.

narrator: STRADDLING A CRACK

IN THE ROAD...

THIS COULD GET ROUGH.

narrator: THE VETERAN HOPES

TO BALANCE THE WEIGHT OF HIS

TRUCK ON THE SHIFTING ICE.

CAREFUL, CAREFUL.

PERFECT.

narrator: ALEX IS FINALLY ON

SOLID GROUND.

WE'RE BACK ON THE ROAD,

HEADING TO AKLAVIK.

narrator: BUT THE STORM IS

STILL ON THE HORIZON.

400 MILES TO THE WEST...

[horn honking]

DARRELL WARD IS RACING TO

PRUDHOE BAY AS THE CLOCK TICKS

ON THE RIG MOVE DEADLINE.

YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW HOW

MUCH IT WOULD COST IF SOMETHING

HAPPENED TO THIS PIECE, BUT I

CAN IMAGINE IT WOULD BE QUITE A

LITTLE BIT.

narrator: DELIVERING EVEN

ONE PIECE OF THE RIG LATE WOULD

MEAN A COSTLY FAILURE FOR

CARLILE.

THEY GET THAT RIG ALL SET UP,

THEY DON'T HAVE THIS PARTICULAR

PART, WHO KNOWS HOW MANY DAYS

DOWNTIME THEY WOULD HAVE OVER

ONE PIECE MISSING?

narrator: AND ON THE RUGGED

DALTON...

[thud]

OH, [bleep].

narrator: NOTHING COMES

EASY.

OH, HELL.

LOAD'S LIFTING OFF OF MY

TRAILER.

WHOA.

THING'S ALL ROCKING AND ROLLING

BACK THERE.

narrator: DARRELL'S

30,000-POUND LOAD IS ONLY

CHAINED AT THE BASE, LEAVING IT

FREE TO BOUNCE AND SHIFT WITH

EACH PASSING BUMP.

CHAINED TO THE BOTTOM LIKE

THIS, IT'S A LOT EASIER TO LOSE

YOUR LOAD, YOU KNOW?

YOU CAN BREAK YOUR CHAINS.

THERE'S A LOT MORE TORQUE ON

THAT CHAIN.

IF SOMETHING HAPPENED, IT WOULD

REFLECT ON ME, BECAUSE I'M THE

DRIVER.

narrator: ALREADY ON THE ROAD

AND WITH NO TIME TO TURN BACK...

I'M GONNA HAVE TO BE A LITTLE

CREATIVE.

IT MIGHT TAKE ME A LITTLE WHILE.

narrator: DARRELL'S ONLY

CHOICE IS TO TAKE IT SLOW.

IT'S MY JOB TO TAKE CARE OF

IT, AND THAT'S WHAT I'M GONNA

DO.

THAT'S WHY I'M AS GOOD AS I AM.

narrator: WHILE ONE ROOKIE

KEEPS AN EYE ON HIS LOAD...

50 MILES TO THE SOUTH, ANOTHER

ROOKIE IS BEING WATCHED.

ALL RIGHT, NOW WE'RE HEADING

UP THE DALTON HIGHWAY.

narrator: PORKCHOP'S BEEN

ALLOWED TO JOIN THE RIG MOVE,

BUT HE'S STILL ON A SHORT LEASH.

I GOTTA FOLLOW PHIL.

GETTING TO TAG ALONG AND WATCH

HIS TAILLIGHTS FOR THE NEXT 400

MILES.

PORKCHOP'S LEARNING CURVE IS

APPARENTLY GONNA BE A LITTLE

LONGER THAN--THAN SOME DRIVERS.

THOSE TRAINERS, FOR THE MOST

PART, ARE IDIOTS.

AND THE REASON I SAY THEY'RE

IDIOTS IS BECAUSE THEY WENT TO

SCHOOL AND THEY GOT A COLLEGE

DEGREE AND THEY TOOK A FEW

SAFETY COURSES.

NOW THEY'RE "SAFETY

COORDINATORS."

THERE WAS JUST A LOT OF

LITTLE IMPROPER DRIVING

BEHAVIORS.

THE BIGGEST THING WAS, UM,

DISTRACTION.

AND THAT CONCERNED ME MORE THAN

ANYTHING.

YOU HAVE TO PAY ATTENTION.

THE SECOND YOU AREN'T PAYING

ATTENTION IS THE SECOND THE ROAD

TAKES CONTROL.

[bleep].

[horn honking]

SOME DRIVERS HAVE A HARD TIME

ACCEPTING THE FACT THAT THEY MAY

HAVE A LONG LEARNING CURVE OR

THAT THEY MAY HAVE A LOT TO

LEARN.

THEY'RE IDIOTS.

I DON'T REALLY GET ALONG GOOD

WITH THOSE PEOPLE.

narrator: 390 MILES TO THE

EAST...

[horn honking]

OKAY, I SEE A TOWN OVER

THERE.

narrator: AFTER RACING A

STORM ACROSS THE MACKENZIE RIVER

DELTA...

ALEX HAS REACHED THE VILLAGE OF

AKLAVIK.

[bird cawing]

I GOTTA GET LINED UP, TAKE

THE STRAPS OFF.

IT DIDN'T FALL OFF, WHICH IS

GOOD.

HOPEFULLY THE SKI-DOOS ARE IN

GOOD SHAPE INSIDE.

I MADE IT AGAIN.

narrator: BUT WITH THE STORM

CLOSING IN...

OH, WE GOT A LITTLE BIT OF

SNOW.

IT'S OVERCAST.

narrator: ALEX MAKES THE

CALL TO TURN AND BURN BACK TO

INUVIK...

WELL, WE BETTER GET--DON'T

STICK AROUND TOO LONG.

THIS HERE IS STARTING TO GET

SNOWY.

OKAY, AH.

narrator: HOPING TO AVOID

BEING STRANDED IN THE MIDDLE OF

THE DESOLATE MACKENZIE RIVER

DELTA.

LOOKS BAD UP THERE.

WE'RE ONTO THE ICE AT AKLAVIK.

IT'S STARTING TO COME DOWN.

IT'S STARTING TO SNOW PRETTY

GOOD.

WE STILL GOT A LONG WAY TO GO.

narrator: 1,800 MILES TO THE

SOUTHEAST...

[grunts]

[bleep], I SEEN THAT ONE COMING.

I COULDN'T GET STOPPED.

narrator: ARE HUGH

"THE POLAR BEAR" ROWLAND AND

RICK YEMM.

OH, [bleep].

THAT WAS A GETTER.

narrator: THIS SEASON,

THEY'RE BOTH LOOKING TO CASH IN

ON THE WINTER ROADS.

HUGH BY SHARING IN POLAR'S

PROFITS AND RICK BY DRIVING AS

AN OWNER-OPERATOR.

COME ON.

THIS IS GONNA BE A BAD ONE.

[chuckles]

narrator: BUT OVER A WEEK

INTO THE SEASON...

[thud]

I'M IN THE DITCH.

OH, NO, NO!

ARE YOU [bleep] KIDDING ME?

narrator: THEY'RE STILL

STRUGGLING TO DELIVER THEIR

FIRST PAYING LOADS.

IT'S BEEN A LONG DAY.

I WANT TO FINISH IT.

narrator: NOW, PITCH-BLACK

CONDITIONS...

AREN'T MAKING THINGS ANY EASIER.

AND FOR RICK...

I GOTTA PEE SO BAD.

narrator: NATURE'S CALLING AT

THE WORST POSSIBLE TIME.

[grunts]

OH, THAT ONE KNOCKED THE PISS

OUT OF ME.

[chuckles]

[door opens]

I COULDN'T HELP IT.

HOLY [bleep].

[horn honking]

narrator: A HUNDRED MILES

NORTH OF WINNIPEG...

[horn honking]

I GOTTA PEE SO BAD.

[door opening]

narrator: RICK YEMM IS MAKING

A DANGEROUS PIT STOP ON A BLIND

CORNER.

I COULDN'T HELP IT.

HOLY [bleep].

[horn honking]

[thud]

WHAT THE [bleep]?

I PRETTY NEAR RUN RIGHT UP YOUR

ASS.

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE STOPPING.

I ALWAYS TELL WHEN I'M STOPPING.

THAT'S MY FAULT, RIGHT?

THAT WAS A CORNER TOO.

I AM THE GUY THAT [bleep]

EVERYTHING UP.

narrator: BACK IN ALASKA,

ONLY 14 HOURS REMAIN BEFORE THE

RIG MOVE DEADLINE EXPIRES.

I'D SAY WE'RE GETTING AFTER

IT TONIGHT, HUH, JACK?

HEY, YOU KNOW IT.

narrator: JACK JESSEE IS

PRESSING NORTH AS FAST AS HIS

50,000-POUND LOAD WILL ALLOW...

I'VE GOT AUSTIN OUT IN FRONT.

I'M GONNA EVALUATE HIM FROM BACK

HERE.

narrator: WHILE IMPATIENT

CONVOY PARTNER AUSTIN WHEELER

TAKES THE LEAD WITH HIS LIGHTER

LOAD.

IT'S KIND OF NICE HAVING A

LIGHT LOAD EVERY NOW AND THEN SO

I CAN JUST GET OUT AND GO.

AND I THOROUGHLY KNOW THAT

FEELING.

narrator: AFTER DAYS OF

CONVOYING WITH JACK, AUSTIN IS

ITCHING TO RUN ON HIS OWN.

HAMMER DOWN, BOYS.

[horn honking]

narrator: AND OUT IN FRONT,

HE'S NOT HOLDING BACK.

THERE'S NO POINT IN SLOWING

DOWN ON A HILL IF YOU CAN GET

SPEED.

DID YOU RUN OFF AND LEAVE ME,

AUST?

WHY DON'T YOU TRY SPEEDING UP

A LITTLE BIT, SEE HOW IT WORKS

ON YOUR END OF THINGS?

THE ONLY PROBLEM I GOT WITH

HIM RIGHT NOW IS HE'S RUNNING

AWAY FROM ME.

AND IN A CONVOY, WE GOTTA STAY

CLOSE, AND IT'S NOT REALLY MY

JOB TO KEEP UP WITH HIM,

BECAUSE HE'S GOT THE LIGHTER

LOAD.

I JUST WISH JACK COULD KEEP

UP WITH ME.

COME ON, AUSTIN.

COME ON, JACK.

HE'S DRAGGING HIS FEET BACK

THERE.

narrator: WITH EVERY PASSING

MILE, THE YOUNG GUN PULLS

FARTHER AWAY.

IF WE'RE SEPARATED TOO FAR,

WE LOSE RADIO COMMUNICATIONS,

AND THEN THE WHOLE WORKS JUST

FALLS DOWN.

WELL, YOU KNOW, THE PROBLEM

WITH BEING A GIFTED DRIVER IS

USUALLY THE ACES HAVE A HARD

TIME CATCHING UP.

HEY, AUSTIN.

AUSTIN?

AUSTIN, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

MAN, AUSTIN.

I'M SLOWING DOWN.

DON'T WORRY.

I WAS JUST TRYING TO CLEAR THE

ROAD FOR YOU.

I CAN'T HAVE YOU RUN OFF AND

LEAVE ME, YOU KNOW?

YEAH, I'LL PAY CLOSER

ATTENTION TO WHERE YOU'RE AT.

OKAY, THANKS, BUDDY.

JACK BETTER HURRY UP.

I'M READY TO GET TO PRUDHOE BAY.

[horn honking]

narrator: AS THE LAST PIECES

OF THE RIG ARE HAULED UP THE

DALTON...

IN PRUDHOE BAY, PREPARATIONS

ARE UNDER WAY FOR THE FINAL

PHASE OF THE RIG MOVE.

TO FINISH THE JOB...

ALL 70 RIG LOADS MUST BE

TRANSPORTED FROM THE PRUDHOE

BAY YARD OUT TO THE RIG BUILD

SITE.

EVERY CARLILE DRIVER WILL JOIN

THE HIGH-STAKES RELAY UNTIL

EVERY PIECE OF THE RIG MOVE HAS

MADE IT ACROSS THE ARCTIC ICE.

AND WITH JUST 12 HOURS UNTIL THE

DEADLINE EXPIRES, THEY'LL EITHER

GET IT DONE OR DIE TRYING.

FIRST TO ARRIVE FOR THE FINAL

PUSH...

WELL, WE'RE JUST GETTING INTO

PRUDHOE BAY.

narrator: ARE JACK JESSEE

AND AUSTIN WHEELER.

IT'S JUST BEEN A BIG TIME

DILEMMA TODAY.

I FELT LIKE WE'VE LOST HOURS AND

HOURS.

narrator: AND THE IMPATIENT

DRIVER IS STILL SORE ABOUT BEING

STUCK WITH JACK.

WE GOT ALL THESE PIECES UP

HERE THAT NEED TO GET OUT THERE.

AND I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH TIME

WE HAVE LEFT TO GET 'EM ALL OUT

THERE, BUT I KNOW IT'S NOT A

LOT.

narrator: ACROSS THE YARD...

[horn honking]

DARRELL WARD'S ALSO PULLING IN.

WELL, CHECK MY LOAD OUT, MAKE

SURE SHE'S GOOD TO ROLL.

narrator: UNDER THE

VETERAN'S STEADY HAND, HIS SHAKY

LOAD MADE IT NORTH.

MAKE SURE ALL MY LIGHTS AND

EVERYTHING ARE GOOD.

narrator: AND NOW, WITH

CHAINS IN THE YARD...

READY TO ROLL.

narrator: HE CAN RE-SECURE

THE TRAILER FOR THE RUN TO THE

RIG SITE.

I'VE BEEN AROUND IT A COUPLE

OF TIMES, CHECKING HER OUT.

EVERYTHING SHOULD BE GOOD TO GO.

narrator: BRINGING UP THE

REAR...

GET THESE LOADS OUT HERE.

MAKE SURE LANE'S HAPPY.

narrator: PORKCHOP ROLLS IN

BEHIND TRAINER PHIL KROMM.

ANOTHER LONG-ASS DAY.

WE MADE IT THOUGH.

YOU KNOW, I WENT INTO LANE'S

OFFICE THE OTHER DAY WITH A LOT

OF DOUBT IN MY MIND.

BUT I MADE IT UP HERE ALIVE.

MY WIFE AND KIDS ARE COUNTING ON

ME FOR THIS.

I TOLD LANE I WASN'T GOING TO

LET HIM DOWN.

I'M NOT LETTING CARLILE DOWN.

DIDN'T SEEM TO HAVE ANY

TROUBLE.

OF COURSE, I'M NOT IN THE TRUCK

WITH HIM, SO IT'S HARD TO SEE

THE SUBTLE LITTLE MISTAKES.

BUT WE GOT A LOT OF WORK TO DO.

AND THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO DO

RIGHT NOW EXCEPT HIT IT HARD.

narrator: WITH ALL HANDS NOW

ON DECK, JACK LEADS THE THREE

NEWCOMERS ON THE FINAL PHASE OF

THE RIG MOVE.

WE'RE GONNA MOVE THIS THING.

WE'RE GONNA GET IT OUT THERE AND

GET IT ON THE ICE TONIGHT.

LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD.

THERE WE GO.

narrator: AND THE CONVOY

HEADS OUT ONTO THE FROZEN ARCTIC

OCEAN.

TIME TO PUT YOUR LIFE VEST

ON.

WE'RE GOING ON THE ICE.

IT'S NIGHTTIME.

THE CRACKS, YOU CAN'T SEE THE

CRACKS.

IF THERE'S ANY OPEN HOLES, I

CAN'T SEE 'EM.

AT NIGHT IT'S ALL THE SAME

COLOR.

GOTTA TAKE IT EASY.

TAKE IT EASY.

narrator: AS THE CONVOY

RIDES ABOVE THE OCEAN FLOOR,

REALITY STARTS TO SET IN FOR THE

NEWCOMERS.

THIS IS INTENSE.

I MEAN, WE ARE RIDING ON TOP OF

AN OCEAN.

I MEAN, IT'S QUITE BUMPY OUT

HERE.

ANY GIVEN TIME, YOU COULD GO

THROUGH THE ICE.

YOU GET A COLD, GRUESOME, CHILLY

DEATH.

YOU KNOW, IT'S COLD UP HERE.

YOU FREEZE TO DEATH.

IF YOU BREAK DOWN AND HAVE

PROBLEMS, YOU'RE DONE.

YOU KNOW?

I MEAN, IF I DON'T MAKE IT FROM

POINT "A" TO POINT "B" AND I

FALL THROUGH THE ICE OUT THERE,

YOU KNOW, CHANCES ARE OF

SURVIVAL IS--

YOU'RE NOT GONNA SURVIVE.

narrator: WITH A LINE OF

FOUR HEAVY BIG RIGS WEIGHING

DOWN THE ICE, PROPER SPEED AND

SPACING IS CRUCIAL TO SURVIVAL.

WHENEVER A VEHICLE DRIVES TOO

FAST ACROSS THE ICE AND SOMEONE

ELSE DRIVES FASTER OR SLOWER,

IT'LL BUST THE ICE.

narrator: THE WEIGHT OF THE

CONVOY CAUSES THE ICE TO BOW,

CREATING WAVES UNDER THE SURFACE

THAT PRESS BACK ON THE ICE.

THE DRIVERS MUST STAY PROPERLY

SPACED OR THE WAVES WILL

MAGNIFY, SHATTERING THE ICE,

AND SENDING THEM ALL TO THE

BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN.

BUT AT THE BACK OF THE LINE...

[clicking lips]

narrator: PORKCHOP'S RIDING

TOO CLOSE TO DARRELL.

YEAH, IT'S KIND OF DESOLATE

UP HERE.

JUST WIDE OPEN SPACES.

[horn honking]

[bleep] ALMIGHTY.

PORKCHOP'S JUST GOING TOO FAST.

PORKCHOP, WATCH THE TRUCK

AHEAD OF YOU, DUDE.

PORKCHOP, GET OFF MY [bleep]

ASS!

[bleep]DAMN IT.

EXCUSE ME, LORD.

I'M A LITTLE BIT FAST.

GOTTA SLOW IT DOWN A LITTLE BIT.

'CAUSE I DON'T WANNA GO THROUGH

THE ICE.

narrator: FINALLY, THE

CONVOY REACHES THE OIL RIG SITE.

WELL, WE JUST ARRIVED AT THE

PAD HERE.

UH, WE'RE GONNA GET READY TO

DROP THIS TRAILER AND GET BACK

TO PRUDHOE BAY.

WE'RE GONNA GET THIS JOB

DONE, GET OFF THE ICE, GET BACK

TO TOWN.

WE GOT MORE TO BRING OUT HERE.

RIDING WITH THESE GUYS IS

PRETTY COOL.

I MEAN, THERE'S ONLY A FEW

SELECT THAT'LL GET TO SAY THEY

CAN DO THIS.

THIS IS THE SUPER BOWL OF

TRUCKING RIGHT HERE.

narrator: WITH MORE LOADS

WAITING BACK IN PRUDHOE BAY AND

THE DEADLINE JUST SIX HOURS

AWAY...

YEAH, RIGHT HERE ON THE ICE.

GOTTA GET THIS STUFF DONE.

narrator: THERE'S NO TIME TO

CELEBRATE THE FIRST TRIP ACROSS

THE ICE.

LET'S ROLL.

OKAY, EVERYBODY'S CLEAR.

GO AHEAD, AUSTIN.

LET THEM TRUCKERS ROLL.

SON OF A BITCH.

GOT AN AIR LEAK.

DAMN, PORKCHOP.

PHIL, I GOT AN AIR LEAK.

UM, FROM WHAT I CAN TELL, PRETTY

BAD.

CRACK YOUR BRAKES.

YOU'RE LOCKING UP ON IT.

narrator: WITH PORKCHOP

DOWN...

GOT SOMETHING LEAKING ON THE

BACK END, ON THE BRAKES.

narrator: EVERYTHING STOPS,

EXCEPT THE CLOCK.

WE AIN'T GOING NOWHERE.

WE CAN'T GO NOWHERE.

SON OF A BITCH.

GOT AN AIR LEAK.

narrator: ON THE ARCTIC

ICE...

DAMN, PORKCHOP.

PHIL, I GOT AN AIR LEAK.

narrator: AN AIR LEAK IN

PORKCHOP'S TRUCK HAS THE CONVOY

SHUT DOWN.

UM, FROM WHAT I CAN TELL,

PRETTY BAD.

CRACK YOUR BRAKES.

YOU'RE LOCKING UP ON IT.

narrator: WITH HUNDREDS OF

THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS AT STAKE,

THE DELAY COULDN'T HAVE COME AT

A WORSE TIME.

GOT SOMETHING LEAKING ON

THE BACK END, ON THE BRAKES.

WHICH MEANS WE DON'T GET TO

FINISH THIS LOAD.

WHAT THE HELL IS PORKCHOP

DOING?

narrator: AND BEFORE PORKCHOP

CAN REACT...

GONE TO HELL.

narrator: VETERANS JACK AND

DARRELL ARE ALREADY ON THE JOB.

PORKCHOP'S GOT A LEAK.

HE'S GOT A BAD AIR LINE.

HE'S LOSING ALL OF HIS AIR.

GOT A MAXI LEAKING?

I'M NOT INCOMPETENT.

I GOTTA GO TO WORK.

[grunts]

WHAT THE HELL IS IT?

YOU GET HER LOOSE?

YEAH--

WHOA, EASY THERE.

HOLY [bleep].

DAMN ICE.

YOU GOT A PILE TO CLEAN UP

NOW.

THIS BOLT SHOULDN'T BE

STICKING OUT THIS FAR.

YEAH, OKAY.

OH, YEAH, THAT STOPPED THE AIR.

ALL RIGHT.

narrator: DESPITE PORKCHOP'S

HELP...

WE'RE GOOD.

narrator: THE VETERANS MAKE

QUICK WORK OF THE AIR LEAK.

JACK AND DARRELL DID GREAT.

I APPRECIATE 'EM DOING IT.

IT'S JUST KIND OF DISGRACING TO

ME.

WHEN YOU'RE DRIVING THE ICE

ROADS AND YOU HAVE PROBLEM, YOU

BETTER KNOW HOW TO FIX IT.

YOU CAN'T ALWAYS RELY ON THE

EXPERIENCED GUYS TO BE THERE TO

HOLD YOUR HAND.

HE'S IN FOR A ROUGH RODEO.

narrator: WITH TIME RUNNING

OUT, THE CONVOY HAMMERS DOWN

BACK TO PRUDHOE TO PICK UP THE

FINAL RIG LOADS.

HEY, PORKCHOP.

SIX TO SEVEN, SEVEN TO EIGHT.

LET'S DO THIS.

[horn honking]

narrator: 2,200 MILES TO THE

SOUTHEAST...

LONG DAY, YEAH, YOU BETCHA.

narrator: HUGH AND RICK

FINALLY REACH WINNIPEG TO

DELIVER THEIR FIRST LOADS OF THE

SEASON.

[horn honking]

WE MADE 'ER, BUDDY.

YEAH, THAT'S A 10-4.

THAT WAS A LONG ONE.

WELL, THAT WAS A [bleep] OF A

FIRST TRIP.

YOU GOT THAT RIGHT.

UH-HUH.

[laughing]

[bleep].

narrator: THEY'VE SURVIVED

NEAR MISSES, THIN ICE, AND

BARELY PASSABLE ROADS.

THAT WAS A ROUGH ONE.

IT WAS A LOT OF FUN.

BUT WE MADE 'ER HERE ANYWAY.

PUT 'ER TO BED AND [bleep] CALL

'ER A DAY.

YEP, FOR SURE.

narrator: BUT THEY'RE

ALREADY ONE WEEK INTO A SHORT

SEASON...

TO A GOOD ONE.

FIRST ONE DOWN.

narrator: AND ONLY ONE

PAYING LOAD IS ON THE BOOKS.

STRESS LEVEL'S ABOUT 570 OUT

OF 10.

WELL, IT'S POSSIBLE THAT I DROVE

ALL THE WAY ACROSS CANADA FOR

NOTHING.

[chuckles]

THAT'S NOT WHAT I DO THIS FOR.

TO GO IN THE HOLE?

UH-UH.

I NEVER SECOND-GUESSED MY

DECISION.

I, UH--I GOT NOBODY TO BLAME BUT

MYSELF.

WE MADE A COMMITMENT TO THIS,

AND WE'RE GONNA FINISH IT

THROUGH.

THEN YOU JUST PICK UP THE PIECES

AND GET AT 'ER.

WELL, I MAY AS WELL SHUT 'ER

DOWN.

narrator: 1,800 MILES TO THE

NORTHWEST...

IT'S GETTING PRETTY WHITE

OUT, EH?

narrator: ALEX RACED THROUGH

THE NIGHT, HOPING TO BEAT A

STORM BACK TO INUVIK.

WELL, THE ROAD SEEMS TO BE

GETTING GREYER AND GREYER.

I GUESS IF IT WAS--

THERE WAS MORE DAYLIGHT, IT'D

PROBABLY BE PRETTY CLOSE TO

WHITEOUT CONDITIONS.

NOW THE WIND PICKS UP, THAT

LIGHT STUFF COMES UP, AND ALL

OF A SUDDEN YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO

SEE ANYTHING.

narrator: BUT AS THE WEATHER

CATCHES UP...

IT'S SNOWING FAIRLY HEAVILY.

STARTING TO SEE A LITTLE BIT OF

LITTLE TINY FINGER DRIFTS AND

STUFF ON THE ROAD HERE.

narrator: THE LIGHTS OF TOWN

APPEAR IN THE DISTANCE.

COME OFF THE ICE--

WHOA.

OH, THE SNOW'S COMING DOWN.

THE TRACKS ARE ALL COVERED.

SO IT MUST BE JUST LIKE--

WE JUST CAME BACK IN TIME.

WELL, GLAD TO BE BACK.

LOOKS LIKE WE CAUGHT THE FRONT

OF THE STORM.

narrator: AND THE VETERAN

CHALKS UP ANOTHER DELIVERY TO

THE REMOTE VILLAGES OF THE

NORTH.

IN THE NORTHWEST TERRITORIES

IN THE YUKON, A HUMAN BEING IS

UP AGAINST A LOT MORE

CHALLENGES.

THEY NEED SUPPLIES AND THEY

NEED SUPPORT.

IF THEY DON'T GET 'EM, THEY HAVE

A PROBLEM.

THEY'RE IN TROUBLE.

narrator: 400 MILES TO THE

WEST IN PRUDHOE BAY...

MAKE SURE MY LUG NUTS ARE

GOOD, LIGHTS ARE WORKING.

narrator: WITH ONLY THREE

HOURS UNTIL THE RIG MOVE

DEADLINE EXPIRES, THE CARLILE

DRIVERS ARE GEARING UP TO TAKE

THE LAST PIECES OF THE RIG

ACROSS THE ARCTIC ICE.

YEAH, I GOTTA HOOK THIS UP

AND GET BACK OUT ON THE ICE.

narrator: THIS LAST LOAD IS

PORKCHOP'S CHANCE TO REDEEM

HIMSELF AFTER DELAYING THE

CONVOY EARLIER IN THE NIGHT.

I WANNA PROVE TO CARLILE THAT

I CAN DRIVE THE ICE ROADS.

I WANT TO SUCCEED AT THIS.

NEXT YEAR, I PLAN ON BEING BACK.

LET'S GO TRUCKIN'.

narrator: BUT AS HE PULLS

OUT OF THE YARD...

SON OF A BITCH!

narrator: DISASTER STRIKES

AGAIN.

narrator: IN PRUDHOE BAY,

ALASKA...

SON OF A BITCH!

narrator: PORKCHOP'S DRIVEN

OUT FROM UNDER HIS TRAILER,

TEARING IT LOOSE FROM THE TRUCK

AND RIPPING OUT THE AIR LINES

AND ELECTRICAL CABLES.

WHAT THE HELL?

DANG IT.

FIFTH WHEEL WASN'T HOOKED UP

RIGHT, SO THE TRAILER COME OFF.

OH, WELL, GUESS WE'RE GONNA JACK

'ER UP.

narrator: WITH THE CONVOY

ONCE AGAIN WAITING...

TRAILER JAWS WASN'T LOCKED IN

PLACE ALL THE WAY, AND SHE FELL

TO THE GROUND.

narrator: PORKCHOP'S GOT NO

CHOICE BUT TO CALL TRAINER

PHIL KROMM AND TELL HIM THE BAD

NEWS.

GOT A CALL FROM PORKCHOP.

HE'S OVER HOOKING UP HIS LOAD.

APPARENTLY HE DROPPED HIS

TRAILER.

OF COURSE HE SAID HE DID ALL HIS

CONNECTION CHECKS.

BUT, UH, THEY ALL SAY THAT.

THIS MISTAKE CAN HAPPEN TO

ANYBODY, BUT IT DEFINITELY

HAPPENS TO THE ROOKIES.

SOME COMPANIES, IT COULD END

YOUR CAREER.

IT COULD END YOUR CAREER AT THIS

COMPANY.

narrator: THERE'S JUST HOURS

UNTIL THE DEADLINE AND BOTH THE

RIG MOVE AND PORKCHOP'S JOB ARE

NOW IN JEOPARDY.

WITH A GUY LIKE PORKCHOP, IF

YOU'RE TAKING A STEP THAT FAR

BACKWARDS, I'VE GOTTA PULL HIM

OUT OF THE DRIVER'S SEAT.

narrator: WITH NO TIME FOR

ROOKIE MISTAKES, PHIL PUTS

PORKCHOP ON ICE.

WHEN WE GET TO FAIRBANKS,

THEN YOU CAN HANDLE THIS WITH

LANE.

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO SIT DOWN IN

FRONT OF HIM AND TALK TO HIM

ABOUT IT, OBVIOUSLY.

HE'S GONNA WANNA KNOW, YOU KNOW,

WHAT HAPPENED, UH, WHAT'D YOU

DO TO MAKE SURE IT DOESN'T

HAPPEN AGAIN.

YES, SIR.

I HAVE TO REPORT BACK TO LANE

AND TELL HIM THAT I'M NOT SURE

THIS GUY'S GONNA MAKE IT.

THIS DRIVER JUST DOESN'T HAVE

IT.

NOBODY REALLY WANTS TO EVER

GO IN THE BOSS MAN'S OFFICE AND

GET HIS ASS CHEWED, BUT YOU

GOTTA DO YOUR PART.

AND MY PART'S GOING IN AND

GETTING MY ASS CHEWED.

I'M PRETTY SURE LANE'S GONNA

LET ME GO.

I THINK IT'S THE END OF THE

ROAD FOR ME.

narrator: AS PORKCHOP HEADS

SOUTH, THE REST OF THE CARLILE

DRIVERS HAVE LESS THAN THREE

HOURS TO DELIVER THE FINAL

PIECES OF THE RIG.

THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING

ABOUT.

THIS IS THE FUN STUFF.

AND THREE, TWO, ONE.

WELL, CLOSE ENOUGH.

[lghs]

narrator: WITH PORKCHOP OUT,

THERE'S ONE LOAD WITHOUT A

DRIVER.

THAT'S WHAT I'M HERE FOR.

narrator: BUT NOT FOR LONG.

TO COMPLETE THE RIG MOVE ON

TIME, JACK WILL STEP UP AND HAUL

BOTH LOADS ACROSS THE ICE.

I WANT MORE LOADS.

IF I COULD PUT ANOTHER THIRD ONE

BACK HERE BEHIND ME, HELL, I'D

DO THAT TOO.

ALL RIGHT.

OKAY, BOYS, LET'S GET THIS SHOW

ON THE ROAD AND GET THESE PIECES

DELIVERED.

I'M OVER 115 FEET LONG RIGHT

NOW.

narrator: NOW HAULING DOUBLE

THE WEIGHT, JACK LEADS THE

CONVOY BACK ONTO THE ICE.

YOU GOT THE OTHER GUYS BEHIND

US THERE.

THEY'RE HEAVY.

WE'RE PUTTING A LOT OF WEIGHT ON

THIS ICE.

PROBABLY SOME STRESS CRACKS.

BUT WE'RE ALL BUNCHED UP

TOGETHER.

THAT'S NOT GOOD.

TOO MUCH WEIGHT, TOO

CENTRALIZED A LOCATION.

narrator: WITH OVER 120,000

POUNDS PRESSURING THE ARCTIC

ICE...

ANY MISTAKE COULD BE HIS LAST.

SO WE ALL GOTTA BE CAREFUL.

WE GOTTA BE SPACED OUT PROPERLY.

BECAUSE YOU KNOW HOW A TRUCK

MAKES THE ICE SAG?

WE GOT ALL OF US OUT HERE.

SO WE GOT ALL KINDS OF RIPPLES

GOING ALONG.

WE GOT THE OCEAN.

THE OCEAN IS MOVING UNDERNEATH

IT BY ITSELF.

THIS ICE IS ALREADY FLEXING TO

BEGIN WITH, WHETHER WE'RON IT

OR NOT.

[horn honking]

TIME'S RUNNING OUT.

WE GOTTA GET THIS DONE.

narrator: DAWN BREAKS AS THE

DEADLINE CLOSES IN.

GOOD.

JUST GOT HERE TO THE PAD.

GOT 'ER PARKED.

narrator: AND THE ICE ROAD

TRUCKERS PULL INTO THE RIG SITE

WITH THE LAST PIECES OF THE OIL

RIG.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S DO THIS.

narrator: OVER THE LAST TEN

DAYS, CARLILE DRIVERS HAVE

BEATEN THE ODDS, HAULING 70

LOADS UP THE DALTON AND ACROSS

THE ARCTIC ICE TO THE OIL RIG

SITE.

TAKES A LOT OF PIECES TO PUT

ONE OF THESE OIL RIGS TOGETHER

OUT HERE, YOU KNOW?

WE GOT IT ALL.

WE GOT IT ALL DELIVERED ON TIME.

YOU KNOW, IT, UH, MAKES YOU

FEEL PRETTY GOOD.

IT ENDED UP BEING A

SUPER-ASS-LONG DAY.

WE WORKED ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT

AND INTO THE NEXT DAY.

BUT SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA DO

WHAT YOU GOTTA DO TO GET THE JOB

DONE.

AND VOILA.

FREE AND CLEAR.

ALL RIGHT.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

narrator: NEXT TIME ON

ICE ROAD TRUCKERS...

SHE'S CRACKING UP BIG TIME

UNDER ME HERE.

narrator: THE VETERANS ARE

ON THIN ICE...

DO WE RADIO IT OR NO?

narrator: WHILE ROOKIES RUN

WILD.

I'M GONNA TAKE OUT THE TOP

DOGS.

I FEEL LIKE I WON'T GET

SLOWED DOWN AT ALL TODAY AND

NOTHING'S OUT THERE TO STOP ME.

narrator: AND NO ONE IS

SAFE...

WE'RE GONNA GET INTO A BLOW

THAT IS GONNA BE ZERO

VISIBILITY.

narrator: FROM MOTHER

NATURE'S FURY.

WE'RE NOT GONNA GET THROUGH

THIS.

I'M STUCK HERE.