Original subtitles

WE'RE SCRAPING THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL, BUDDY.

-AAAH! -LOOK OUT!

Man: NO WAY!

WELCOME BACK.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS, BUT WE'RE MOVING BIG RED

DOWN TO THE GROUND WE BOUGHT.

Mitch: LAST THING WE NEED TO DO IS BREAK THE TRUCK.

WE BROKE ENOUGH STUFFTHIS YEAR.

-[ LAUGHS ] -OH [BLEEP]

♪

I DON'T [BLEEP] SEE HIM!

QUIT [BLEEP] POINTING!

THIS TIME OF YEAR IS PRETTY EERIE.

I MEAN, WE'RE BASICALLY JUST GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS

WAITING TO GET [BLEEP]

I MEAN, THE WEATHER'S COMING. THERE'S NO DENYING IT.

AND, YOU KNOW, IT'S ALREADY FREEZING.

LIKE, IT'S WELL BELOW FREEZING THIS MORNING.

WE SHOULD STILL BE ABLE TO KEEP MOVING,

SO ALL WE CAN DO IS HOPE THAT, YOU KNOW,

WE GET A FEW MORE DAYS.

WE'VE GOT MORE GOLD TO GET, SO...

Terry: Rick Ness, you gonna copy?

YEAH, GO FOR RICK.

Hey, man.

YOU GOT TO GET DOWN TO THE UPSTREAM CUT RIGHT AWAY.

GOT TO SEE WHAT? WHAT'S GOING ON?

IT'S NOT GOOD, MAN.

Narrator: WINTER HAS COME TO THE KLONDIKE.

RICK NESS IS DESPERATE TO TURN A PROFIT IN HIS ROOKIE SEASON,

BUT HE'S STILL 60 OUNCES SHORT

OF HIS 1,000-OUNCE, $1.2-MILLION GOAL.

HOLY [BLEEP] BUDDY.

-IT'S A BAD DEAL. -SHE FROZE LAST NIGHT.

Rick: [BLEEP] SPRINKLERS AREN'T EVEN TURNING.

Terry: NO. THIS ISN'T GOOD.

WHOA. WHOA. YEAH. THIS IS ROCK SOLID.

[ Laughing ] WHOA.

Rick: HOW THE [BLEEP] DOES THAT HAPPEN?

IT GOT REALLY [BLEEP] COLD LAST NIGHT.

Narrator: RICK INSTALLED SPRINKLERS,

WHICH SUCCESSFULLY THAWED THE PAY DIRT,

BUT A 10-DEGREE DROP IN TEMPERATURE OVERNIGHT

MEANS THAT INSTEAD OF MELTING THE GROUND,

THE WATER HAS NOW FORMED A SURFACE LAYER OF SOLID ICE.

BENEATH THE ICE LIES TWO FEET OF PAY DIRT THAT'S STILL THAWED.

IT COULD CONTAIN ENOUGH GOLD TO MAKE A GOOD PROFIT FOR RICK,

THE MILWAUKEE BOYS, AND THEIR FAMILIES.

WELL, I HOPE THERE'S A COUPLE OF FEET OF THAWED PAY

STILL UNDERNEATH THAT. YEP.

SO IT'S TIME TO [BLEEP] TOSS UP A HAIL MARY,

GET THESE [BLEEP] SPRINKLERS OUT OF HERE

AND START GETTING THIS [BLEEP] PAY

BEFORE IT'S ALL FROZE AND LOCKED IN

FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR.

IT'S A [BLEEP] ICE-SKATING RINK, TERRY.

ALL RIGHT, GET ON THE HORN AND CALL EVERYBODY IN HERE.

YOU GUYS ARE GONNA HAVE TO GET THE [BLEEP] OUT OF HERE.

WE'RE GONNA GET ALL OF OUR MACHINES IN HERE.

Narrator: RICK'S ONLY HOPE --

GET ALL THE THAWED PAY TO THE PLANT ASAP...

COME ON! LET'S GO!

Narrator: ...BEFORE IT FREEZES ROCK-SOLID.

MOTHER NATURE IS CLOSING IN ON US

AND CLOSING IN ON US FAST.

I SET A GOAL.

I FULLY INTEND ON BEING HERE TILL I GET IT.

I WILL RIP OUT THIS FROZEN [BLEEP] GRAVEL

UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT OF THIS BUCKET,

SO [BLEEP] IT, AND [BLEEP] YOU, ICE.

ARE YOU SERIOUS?

MUST YOU BE SO ROUGH WITH ME?

OH, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE SO SENSITIVE, BEN.

♪

HEY, TINA, WHY DON'T YOU GET TURNED AROUND

AND COME ALONG AROUND SIDE OF ME HERE NEXT TO THIS DITCH?

I'LL LOAD YOU UP.

Narrator: RICK CALLS IN AN EXTRA TRUCK AND DRIVER

TO HAUL PAY TO THE PLANT.

[ CRASHING ]

-AAAH! -LOOK OUT!

-OH! -NO WAY!

UH-OH. UH-OH!

OH, SHE JUST HIT THE TRUCK.

[BLEEP] DAMN.

HOLY [BLEEP]

Narrator: THE RELIEF-ROCK-TRUCK DRIVER, TINA, HAS HIT ZEE'S TRUCK.

Rick: I did not see anything.

WHAT HAPPENED?

Ben: Tina hit Zee's truck.

FREYA WAS STANDING ON TOP OF THE TRUCK

PUTTING A GoPro ON THE DUMP BOX.

Narrator: A MEMBER OF THE FILM CREW, FREYA,

WAS MOUNTING A MINI-CAM TO THE VEHICLE WHEN IT WAS HIT.

♪

A MEDIC ATTENDS TO THE CUT ABOVE HER EYE.

FREYA AND THE MEDIC HEAD TO DAWSON FOR FURTHER TREATMENT.

I MEAN, DON'T BE TOO HARD ON YOURSELF.

[BLEEP] HAPPENS. EVERYBODY'S OKAY.

IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY.

WELL, I DON'T GIVE A [BLEEP] ABOUT THE TRUCK.

I'M JUST GLAD EVERYONE'S OKAY.

THAT COULD'VE BEEN BAD.

[ SOBS ]

♪

WE'VE BLOWN PAST OUR TARGET.

I MEAN, 6,000 OUNCES IS WELL BEHIND US NOW,

BUT WE'RE PAYING MORE ROYALTIES THIS SEASON

THAN WE FOUND OUR FIRST SEASON UP HERE.

IT'S UN-[BLEEP]-BELIEVABLE.

Narrator: PARKER SCHNABEL HAS HIT HIS $7.2-MILLION GOAL,

BUT HE'S PAID A STAGGERING $3.6 MILLION IN ROYALTIES

TO LANDLORD TONY OVER THE PAST FIVE YEARS,

A SUM THAT WOULD HAVE UPSET HIS GRANDPA.

FIVE YEARS AGO, GRANDPA JOHN INSPIRED HIM WITH A MISSION.

PARKER, I WOULD GET OUT FROM UNDER TONY

AND EARN ENOUGH TO BUY YOUR OWN CLAIM.

AFTER FINALLY REACHING AN AGREEMENT WITH TONY,

PARKER CAN NOW MINE HIS OWN GROUND -- THE BANK CUT.

I'D LOVE FOR OUR SEASON TO END

WITH SOME GOLD OUT OF OUR OWN GROUND.

Narrator: TO PREPARE FOR HIS NEXT SEASON

MINING THE GROUND HE OWNS,

PARKER NEEDS TO PROVE HOW MUCH GOLD IT CONTAINS.

Parker: YEAH, AND THE BIGGEST THING RIGHT NOW

IS IF WE'RE GONNA BE MINING HERE NEXT YEAR,

WE'VE GOT TO START GETTING AN IDEA

OF WHAT'S IN THE GROUND, YOU KNOW?

WE'RE HEADING INTO GROUND THAT HAS NEVER HAD

AN OUNCE OF GOLD PULLED OFF OF IT BEFORE.

WE'RE HEADING OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN.

Narrator: FIRST, HE HAS TO MOVE BIG RED,

AND WITH WINTER CLOSING IN, HE NEEDS TO ACT FAST.

OH.

[ LAUGHS ]

-WELCOME BACK. -HOW'S SHE GOING?

GOOD. HOW ARE YOU?

BETTER NOW.

[BLEEP] MAN. WHAT'D YOU GET?

2 PLATES, 13 SCREWS AND 36 STAPLES.

Man: We got a boating accident down here in Scribner Creek.

We got a guy busted up pretty bad.

Narrator: A MONTH AGO, WHEN PARKER CRASHED HIS JET BOAT WITH MITCH IN IT,

MITCH HAD TO BE MEDEVACED TO THE HOSPITAL WITH A BROKEN ARM.

I MEAN, I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S WORTH ANYTHING,

BUT I'M SO [BLEEP] SORRY.

[ Laughing ] DUDE, IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.

[BLEEP] HAPPENS. I MEAN...

IT WAS FUN UNTIL WE WRECKED. [ LAUGHS ]

IT WAS A LOT OF FUN,

BUT I'M GLAD THAT YOU CAME BACK.

I MEAN, YOU KNOW, IT WOULD'VE BEEN --

AND IF YOU WANT TO GO HOME, YOU STILL CAN.

NO, MAN. I'M READY TO WORK.

ALL RIGHT. GOOD, BECAUSE, I MEAN,

YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS,

BUT WE'RE MOVING ANOTHER WASH PLANT.

LIKE, WE'RE MOVING BIG RED DOWN TO THE GROUND WE BOUGHT.

NOW IS PRETTY LATE IN THE YEAR TO BE MOVING A WASH PLANT.

I KNOW THERE'S THAWED PAY THERE,

AND I KNOW IT SHOULD BE PRETTY DAMN GOOD,

SO WHATEVER YOU'RE CAPABLE OF, WE'RE GONNA NEED IT.

I'LL GIVE YOU WHATEVER I CAN.

YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN HERE SINCE THE START,

AND I WANT TO BE HERE AT THE FINISH, SO...

YOU'VE GIVEN IT EVERYTHING AND THEN SOME.

[ Laughing ] YEAH.

Narrator: AS THE MECHANIC

AND ONE OF THE ONLY PROFESSIONAL TRUCK DRIVERS ON THE CREW,

PARKER RELIES ON MITCH

TO SAFELY COORDINATE EVERY WASH-PLANT MOVE.

-QUITE THE WIDE LOAD! -YEAH.

HERE WE'RE GONNA JUST TRY AND SLIDE IT OFF THE PAD

WHERE IT'S SITTING UNDER THE TRAILER HERE.

Mitch: I'D MUCH RATHER BE A LITTLE MORE HANDS-ON,

BUT ALL I CAN DO IS KIND OF COACH FROM THE SIDELINES HERE.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S DO IT.

Parker: IT'S ALL YOU, BRENNAN!

Narrator: PARKER TASKS BRENNAN TO GET THE 50-TON WASH PLANT

ONTO THE TRAILER.

COME ON, BABY.

Brennan: I'M A LITTLE NERVOUS RIGHT NOW.

ONE WRONG MOVE, THAT [BLEEP] PLANT SLIPS OFF

THE SIDE OF THE DECK.

IT'S SO TOP-HEAVY, IT'S JUST GONNA FALL OVER.

I DON'T WANT TO BE AROUND WHEN THAT HAPPENS

'CAUSE THAT WILL BE AN UNHAPPY PARKER

AND, YOU KNOW, BYE-BYE TO BIG RED.

♪

UP!

WELL, I'M TRYING HERE.

COME ON, YOU [BLEEP] [BLEEP]

SWING THIS WAY!

ALL RIGHT, NOW DRAG THE [BLEEP] OUT OF THERE.

[BLEEP]

HE SEEMS A LITTLE EDGY, EH?

THERE WE GO.

OH-HOO-HOO!

HOLD ON A SEC.

IT LOOKS PRETTY GOOD.

HOW MUCH FARTHER?

UNTIL SOMEBODY YELLS AT YOU.

[ LAUGHS ]

GET ME ANOTHER INCH OR TWO.

COME ON, BABY.

-WHOO! -HERE. THERE IT IS.

[ LAUGHTER ]

YEAH, THAT'S FINE. [BLEEP] IT.

WHAT'S THE WORST THAT CAN HAPPEN?

LAND ON MY CAB.

Narrator: BIG RED STANDS 25 FEET TALL AND 16 FEET WIDE.

IT'S GONNA BE PRETTY WIDE GOING DOWN THE ROAD, BUT...

Mitch: DUDE, I KNOW I CAN DRIVE A TRUCK WITH ONE ARM.

YOU SURE YOU SHOULD BE DRIVING THIS THING WITH THAT HAND?

WELL, I'VE BEEN SITTING HERE WATCHING EVERYBODY ELSE WORK,

AND IT'S THE ONLY THING I PROBABLY CAN DO ALL RIGHT.

SO I'LL MAKE IT WORK.

WELL, I'D LIKE YOU TO DO IT, BUT...

-YEAH. -...JUST IF YOU CAN.

WELL, I'D ROCK-PAPER-SCISSOR YOU FOR IT,

BUT I THINK YOU KNOW MY ONLY MOVE THERE.

[ LAUGHS ] YEAH.

ROCK-PAPER-TITANIUM.

[ LAUGHING ]

Mitch: THERE YOU GO. RADIO, MAN.

Narrator: MITCH GOT HIS TRUCKER'S LICENSE AT AGE 18.

HE'S THE BEST DRIVER ON THE TEAM.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S [BLEEP] DO IT!

HERE WE GO.

MITCH HAS TO HAUL THE UNSTABLE LOAD OUT OF THE LAST CUT.

HE WILL NEGOTIATE FOUR MILES OF DIRT ROADS

ACROSS A NARROW CAUSEWAY,

ROUND A SHARP BEND CONSTRICTED BY TREES,

THEN UP A 25-DEGREE GRADIENT TO GET TO PARKER'S NEW GROUND,

THE BANK CUT.

HEY, BUDDY. I'M HANGING OFF THIS SIDE A COUPLE FEET.

HOW ABOUT YOU? -[ Laughing ] YEAH.

IT'S DEFINITELY OVER THE EDGE OF THE ROAD INTO THE POND.

I'VE HAULED SOME STUPID STUFF BEFORE,

BUT THIS IS DEFINITELY NUMBER ONE ON THE LIST.

CLEARLY.

[BLEEP] IS THAT WIDE, BOY.

WHOA-HO-HO! -[ LAUGHS ]

[ RADIO BEEPS ]

HOW DID THAT LEAN LOOK?

[ LAUGHTER ]

YEAH, THAT'S GONNA BE TIGHT THROUGH HERE, MAN.

[BLEEP] GOT SOME BIG TREES OVER ON THIS SIDE.

♪

YEAH, WATCH ME ON THAT SIDE.

I'M ALL THE WAY AGAINST THE TREES OVER HERE.

Man: YEAH.

Mitch: YEAH, I'M REALLY WORRIED ABOUT THIS NEXT CORNER

THAT'S GOT A BUNCH OF LEAN TO IT.

IT'S REALLY TIGHT. I KNOW.

[BLEEP] MITCH. SHE'S LEANING PRETTY HARD HERE.

OH, IT'S GOING OVER.

OH [BLEEP]

♪

♪

-OH [BLEEP] -WHOA-HO-HO!

Mitch: COME ON. STAY ON THE TRAILER.

Man: COME ON, BABY.

[BLEEP] MITCH. SHE'S LEANING PRETTY HARD HERE.

Narrator: PARKER IS DETERMINED TO MINE HIS NEW ROYALTY-FREE GROUND

IN PREPARATION FOR NEXT SEASON

AND HAS MECHANIC MITCH HAULING IN

HIS 100,000-POUND WASH PLANT, BIG RED.

-FELT THAT. COME ON BACK. -WOW.

THAT LEAN WAS NASTY, MAN. [ LAUGHS ]

LOOKS LIKE WE'RE DOING SOME LOGGING.

THAT MADE ME A LITTLE NERVOUS FOR A MINUTE.

Mitch: LAST THING WE NEED TO DO IS BREAK THE TRUCK.

WE'VE BROKE ENOUGH STUFF THIS YEAR.

[ LAUGHING ]

-[BLEEP] IT'S GETTING STEEP. -HOW YOU LOOKING ON YOUR SIDE?

Man: I'M LOOKING GOOD ON THIS SIDE.

I'D GIVE HER SOME THROTTLE, BUDDY.

COME ON.

WE GOT TO DROP A GEAR HERE, BUDDY.

COME ON, BABY.

THAT'S A [BLEEP] PULL.

WHOO!

COME ON, COME ON, COME ON, COME ON.

-YOU GOT IT. -OH, DON'T FALL OFF NOW.

DON'T FALL OFF NOW.

OH. [BLEEP] ME, MAN.

THAT IS SOME [BLEEP]

COME ON, COME ON.

WHEW. OH-HO-HO!

[ LAUGHING ]

MY [BLEEP] HEART WAS POUNDING.

Man: OH. NICE DRIVING, BROTHER.

Narrator: FINALLY... [ HORN HONKS ]

...AFTER A NERVE-RACKING FOUR-MILE DRIVE,

MITCH STEERS BIG RED INTO ITS NEW HOME,

THE BANK CUT.

-WHEW! -SHE WAS TIGHT DOWN THERE, MAN.

-[ Laughing ] I KNOW. -GOOD JOB.

-WHEW. -[BLEEP] YEAH. IT'S HERE.

-IT'S HERE. -IT MAY NOT HAVE BEEN PRETTY.

THANKS FOR COMING BACK AND GETTING THIS DONE, MAN.

APPRECIATE IT.

COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT YOU.

Mitch: NO PROBLEM.

NOT TOO MANY PEOPLE WOULD DRIVE THAT DOWN A ROAD.

NO, PROBABLY NOT.

♪

Narrator: TONY BEETS HAS SHUT DOWN ALL HIS WASH PLANTS

AND ABANDONED HIS DREAM OF HITTING $7.2 MILLION.

ALL HE CARES ABOUT NOW IS GETTING HIS SECOND DREDGE

MINING GOLD BY THE END OF THE SEASON.

HIS KIDS, MICHAEL, MONICA, KEVIN,

TOGETHER WITH MECHANIC JUAN, ARE READY TO GET THE JOB DONE.

TONY IS A YEAR BEHIND SCHEDULE,

AND HE'S SPENT WELL OVER $1 MILLION.

HE NEEDS TO FINALLY COMPLETE HIS DREDGE.

FIRST UP -- THE TROMMEL,

THE WASH PLANT AT THE HEART OF THE DREDGE.

TONY NEEDS TO POSITION THE GIANT TROMMEL

PRECISELY INTO THE NARROW STEEL FRAMEWORK.

HE CAN THEN INSERT THE 40-FOOT SPUD

THAT WILL ACT AS THE ANCHOR.

♪

YEAH, WE'RE STILL GETTING SOME BOLTS IN.

PERFECT. LET'S DO IT.

JUAN IS STILL WORKING ON THE STEEL FRAME,

SO TONY GOES FOR A SHORTCUT

BY INSTALLING THE FOUR-TON SPUD AHEAD OF THE TROMMEL.

I'M JUST HOPING WHEN IT GETS PUT IN PLACE

THAT IT'S NOT GONNA BE IN THE WAY OF THE TROMMEL.

Man: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!

BY LIFTING IT UP.

THAT'S HILARIOUS.

♪

Narrator: TO LIFT THE 13-TON TROMMEL,

TONY WILL USE TWO CRANES.

MIKE BEETS AND MIKE SCRIBA

WILL HAVE TO COORDINATE THEIR TWO CRANES PERFECTLY

TO GET THE 34-FOOT TROMMEL PRECISELY INTO PLACE.

I'M JUST CASUALLY TAKING MY TROMMEL FOR A WALK.

MONICA AND KEVIN HELP GUIDE THE 13-TON TROMMEL INTO POSITION.

Monica: WHOO!

-WHOA. -HOLD IT!

-WHOA. -WHOA!

TONY, I'M CAUGHT ON SOMETHING.

NOPE.

I AM SWINGING TO MY LEFT.

I DON'T [BLEEP] SEE HIM!

QUIT [BLEEP] POINTING!

♪

♪

Narrator: TONY BEETS' DREDGE ASSEMBLY HAS HIT A SERIOUS PROBLEM.

HIS RUSHED DECISION TO INSTALL THE 40-FOOT SPUD FIRST

HAS BACKFIRED.

THE 13-TON TROMMEL WON'T FIT

AND IS NOW HANGING PRECARIOUSLY 50 FEET ABOVE THE GROUND.

RIIIIGHT.

Narrator: THE 13-TON TROMMEL SHOULD BE INSERTED HORIZONTALLY,

BUT TONY'S BLOCKED IT BY INSTALLING THE SPUD.

INSTEAD OF REMOVING THE SPUD, TONY TAKES A RADICAL DECISION --

CUT OUT A BEAM ON EITHER SIDE

TO ALLOW HIM TO DROP THE TROMMEL VERTICALLY INTO PLACE.

♪

Juan: ANDY AND CODY CAN MAKE THEIR CUTS.

WE'LL GET THOSE BEAMS OUT OF THE WAY,

AND WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO SLIDE IT RIGHT IN.

♪

♪

♪

THERE YOU GO, TONY.

[ SNORES ]

[ SNORES ]

COME, MICHAEL.

-[ SNORES ] -YO!

♪

♪

WE GOOD?

Narrator: THE TROMMEL IS FINALLY INSTALLED.

AND TONY'S NEW DREDGE IS ONE STEP CLOSER TO MINING GOLD.

[ SNORES ]

[ HORN HONKS ]

♪

Parker: EVERYBODY DID A REALLY GOOD JOB WITH THIS MOVE.

YOU KNOW, MITCH -- EVEN HAVING A BROKEN ARM,

MITCH HAS REALLY STEPPED UP AND...

AND, LIKE, DID A KILLER JOB

GETTING THE PLANT DOWN HERE AND GETTING EVERYTHING SET UP.

Narrator: WITH JUST DAYS LEFT IN THE SEASON,

PARK SCHNABEL IS ON THE POINT OF REALIZING A LIFETIME AMBITION.

FINALLY, FOR THE FIRST TIME,

WE'VE GOT OUR OWN PLANT SET UP ON GROUND WE BOUGHT.

I'M NOT ASKING TONY FOR A THING.

I THINK THIS IS THE START OF SOMETHING REALLY GOOD.

Narrator: PARKER IS FINISHING SETTING UP BIG RED.

HE'S FINALLY READY TO MINE HIS OWN KLONDIKE PAY DIRT

WITH HIS OWN PLANT ON HIS OWN GROUND.

WELL, SHOULD WE GET IT SHAKING?

YEAH. LET'S [BLEEP] DO IT!

-DO IT. -ALL RIGHT.

I'LL BRING THE HOE OVER.

Narrator: THE RESULTS OF RUNNING BIG RED

COULD DETERMINE THE SUCCESS OR FAILURE OF NEXT SEASON.

Mitch: WE'VE GOT THE SHAKER DECK IN PLACE, OUR SLUICE RUNS.

RIGHT NOW WE'RE JUST GETTING THE SUPER CONVEYOR LINED UP.

HOW'S THAT LOOKING UP THERE?

THAT LOOKS PRETTY GOOD THERE, TY.

LET'S JUST FIRE IT UP AND GET SOME DIRT IN IT.

LET'S GO! NOW WE'RE [BLEEP] GOLD MINING.

HERE WE GO!

♪

♪

PARKER, WE'RE ALL READY UP HERE.

WHY DON'T YOU SEND US SOME OF THAT ROYALTY-FREE DIRT?

[ LAUGHS ] ALL RIGHT. IT'S ON THE WAY.

♪

FIRST SCOOP GOING IN.

♪

HEY, BOYS! WE'RE SLUICING!

[BLEEP] YEAH, MAN!

Parker: YOU KNOW, AND IT DOES FEEL GOOD TO BE MINING THIS

AND KNOW THAT WE CAN DO IT AT THE PACE

AND THE STYLE WE WANT TO.

I MEAN, BASICALLY, THERE'S NOBODY TO TELL US

HOW TO DO ANYTHING.

I'M NOT PAYING TONY A PENNY OF ROYALTIES OUT OF THIS.

♪

♪

Rick: YEAH, THIS SUCKS.

EVERYTHING IS [BLEEP] FROZEN SOLID HERE.

I'M ABLE TO SCRAPE SOME -- A FEW INCHES OFF,

BUT IT'S ALL JUST COMING UP IN BIG [BLEEP] CHUNKS.

Narrator: RICK NESS IS DESPERATE TO HIT IS 1,000-OUNCE GOAL,

DESPERATE TO PUT MONEY IN HIS CREW'S POCKETS,

BUT HE'S 60 OUNCES SHORT AND ALMOST OUT OF PAY.

HEY, YOU THINK YOU CAN FIND ANY BIGGER CHUNKS TO THROW IN, RICK?

OH, I JUST [BLEEP] MIGHT BE ABLE TO

IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, ZEE.

[ LAUGHS ]

YEAH, WE'RE REALLY COMING UP TO THE END NOW,

AND EVERYTHING THAT IS THAWED

WE GOT TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE

AS QUICK AS POSSIBLE BEFORE IT REFREEZES.

THAT'S ALL WE GOT.

IF THE GOLD'S NOT IN HERE, WE DON'T GET IT.

Narrator: THE TEMPERATURE HAS DROPPED TO 28 DEGREES.

RICK AND HIS CREW ARE IN A RACE AGAINST THE KLONDIKE FREEZE.

THE OLD PAY PILE'S LOOKING PRETTY SKIMPY.

Narrator: UP AT DURT REYNOLDS, RYAN'S TRYING TO KEEP THE PLANT FED.

Ryan: WE'RE RUNNING EVERYTHING WE CAN GET

AS SOON AS WE CAN GET IT UP.

YOU KNOW, IF WE GET TO A POINT WHERE WE'RE UNABLE

TO GET THE PAY OUT OF THE GROUND,

THAT PILE'S GONNA GO REALLY QUICKLY.

IT'S JUST GONNA BE A TOUGH LAST PUSH.

YOU KNOW, WE'RE ALL BUSTING OUR ASS,

AND IF WE DON'T GET ANY MORE GOLD OUT OF THIS UPSTREAM CUT,

IT'S GONNA BE PRETTY DEVASTATING FOR ALL OF US.

I THINK THIS IS OUR ONLY OPTION

IS JUST TO THROW EVERYTHING AT IT.

♪

WHOO!

♪

[ CRASHING ]

Man: NO WAY!

♪

[ HORN HONKS ]

YOU OKAY?

♪

HEY, TERRY. IT LOOKS LIKE THEY --

LOOKS LIKE BEN MIGHT'VE ROLLED A ROCK TRUCK

UP AT THAT PAY PILE.

YOU WANT TO GO DEAL WITH THAT?

♪

I'M FINE.

♪

♪

THAT'S IT. WE'RE GOOD.

NOW I'LL TRY TO BE CAREFUL.

Narrator: BEN IS NOW THE SECOND CREW MEMBER TO ROLL A ROCK TRUCK.

Terry WELL, THE PRESSURE'S ON, ZEE.

DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA TRY TO FLIP A ROCK TRUCK YET?

[ LAUGHS ]

OH, THAT'S WHAT I WAS KIND OF THINKING.

I KNOW YOU GUYS JUST KIND OF FLIPPED THE BEDS.

I'M THINKING OF TRYING TO ROLL THE WHOLE THING OVER ONCE.

WHAT ABOUT THE DEEP FRYER THAT I HAVE THE FRIED CHICKEN IN?

♪

♪

-HEY, RICK, YOU COPY? -YEAH, GO FOR RICK.

HOW'S IT GOING DOWN THERE?

WE'RE SCRAPING THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL, BUDDY.

I THINK WE'RE PRETTY MUCH THERE.

I THINK WE'RE DOWN TO NOTHING DOWN HERE.

YEAH, MAN.

THIS PAY PILE IS PRETTY MUCH DONE.

[BLEEP] I GUESS WE GET THIS LAST LITTLE SCRAP

HERE UP TO THE PLANT, AND I'LL MEET YOU GUYS UP THERE.

Narrator: OUT OF THAWED PAY, RICK HAS NO CHOICE

BUT TO CALL TIME ON THE SEASON.

THIS IS IT, GUYS.

THIS IS THE LAST BUCKET I'M GONNA TAKE.

Narrator: RICK'S HOPES OF HITTING HIS 1,000-OUNCE SEASON

AND KEEPING HIS WORD TO HIS BAND OF BROTHERS

DEPEND ON THE CONTENTS OF THE SLUICE BOX.

Terry: THIS IS IT.

EVERYTHING WE WORKED FOR IS FOR THIS MOMENT.

NOW ALL WE GOT TO DO IS ONE LAST CLEANUP

AND SEE IF WE HIT OUR GOAL.

-WE FOUGHT OUR HARDEST. -YEAH.

LET'S GO SEE WHAT WE GOT.

-GOOD JOB, TERRY. -AWESOME.

-YOU DID GREAT. -YOU DID GREAT.

Rick: IT'S KIND OF A MIX OF EMOTIONS, I GUESS.

THAT WAS A PRETTY BRUTAL SEASON

FOR A BUNCH OF NEW PEOPLE THAT NEVER GOLD-MINED BEFORE.

END OF AN ERA.

AHHHHH.

-THERE'S GOLD RIGHT HERE. -NOT MUCH.

NOT REALLY LOOKING TOO GOOD, IS IT, GUYS?

Woman: I SEE ONE LITTLE FLECK.

-[ LAUGHS ] -THERE'S MORE THAN THAT.

I SEE SOME. -SWEET.

-THERE'S SOME ALONG THE SIDE. -[ LAUGHS ]

IF IT AIN'T IN HERE,

I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE WE COULD'VE DONE.

Man: OUR LAST TIME DOING THIS.

-WE NEVER GAVE UP. -THAT ONE'S GONNA GO DOWN HERE.

I WANT A GOOD ONE UP TOP. -OKAY. SEE YOU, GUYS.

I'M GONNA GO JIG THIS RIGHT NOW.

Man: GREAT.

THERE IT GOES -- OUR LAST HOPE FOR THE SEASON.

WELL, LET'S BE POSITIVE, FELLAS.

IT COULD BE IN THERE.

IF WE'RE GONNA GO HOME WITH SOME MONEY IN OUR POCKETS,

IT'S IN THAT BOX.

♪

♪

Narrator: IN THE KLONDIKE WITH THE TEMPERATURE AT 28 DEGREES,

IT TAKES INGENUITY TO HAVE A HOT MEAL ON THE MINE SITE.

HOT LUNCHES AREN'T A THING UNLESS YOU MAKE IT.

WE'RE COOKING AT ABOUT 700 DEGREES.

[ LAUGHTER ]

-I'M PRETTY SURE IT'S READY. -OH, YEAH.

Ty: THESE GUYS ARE DOING IT ALL WRONG.

I JUST LET MINE SIT UNDER THE HOOD AND SIMMER,

WAIT A FEW MINUTES.

YOU GOT BREAKFAST SANDWICHES.

WE GOT HOT LUNCH.

LOOK AT THAT. WE GOT SOME MACARONI AND RIBS.

OH, IT'S JUST THE BEST.

I THINK I GOT A TEAR COMING IN MY EYE.

Ty: LOOK AT IT. THEY JUST FALL OFF THE BONE,

JUST COOKED PERFECTLY UNDER THE HOOD.

♪

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Narrator: IT'S THE END OF THE WEEK.

TIME FOR PARKER'S GOLD WEIGH.

OUT THERE WITHOUT FLIPPING IT OFF THE LOW BOYS.

Man: THAT WAS A WILD RIDE.

-HOW'S IT GOING? -HEY.

GENTLEMEN, HOW'S IT GOING?

-WE GOT A WASH PLANT MOVED. -THAT WE DID.

GOOD JOB ON THAT, MITCH. -THANKS.

IT LOOKED LIKE THERE WAS A LITTLE BIT OF GOLD IN THE BOX,

BUT, I MEAN, WE HARDLY RAN AT ALL,

BUT TOMORROW WE'LL KICK HER IN FULL-STEAM, HUH?

AND HOPEFULLY THERE'S SOME GOLD DOWN THERE,

BUT FOR THE TIME BEING, IT LOOKS LIKE

SLUICIFER DELIVERS AGAIN.

Narrator: WHILE PARKER MOVED BIG RED TO THE BANK CUT,

DEAN HAS BEEN RUNNING SLUICIFER 24/7.

-DEAN, YOU WANT TO DO IT? -SURE.

Chris: IT'S HEAVY.

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-ONE. -OH, YOU GOT 40, 50, 70...

Narrator: PARKER HAS ALREADY EXCEEDED HIS 6,000-OUNCE,

$7.2-MILLION SEASON GOAL.

Chris: 200, 240, 260...

280, 300...

-COME ON. -...320, 330, 350...

-HOLY... -COME ON.

Chris: GIVE IT A LITTLE TAP. 360...

361.8.

NICE ONE, DEANO. [ LAUGHS ]

Narrator: ANOTHER $434,000.

-WE'RE UP TO 6,472 OUNCES. -[ WOLF-WHISTLE ]

-OH-HO-HO! -NICE.

-RECORD-BREAKING SEASON. -HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?

WELL [BLEEP] IF WE'RE AT 6,400 NOW,

WHAT ARE WE GONNA SHOOT FOR?

WE ALREADY BEAT LAST YEAR'S TOTAL.

TWO WASH PLANTS UP AND RUNNING...

YEAH, NO KIDDING. I MEAN [BLEEP]

DO YOU GUYS THINK WE COULD GET TO 7,000?

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GEEZ.

I DON'T KNOW IF WE HAVE THAT MUCH TIME LEFT,

BUT IT'D SURE BE COOL IF WE COULD.

-YEAH. -IT WOULD BE COOL,

BUT I DON'T KNOW.

Chris: SLUICIFER IS PERFORMING GREAT.

WE GOT BIG RED UP AND RUNNING.

AS LONG AS THE WEATHER HOLDS UP, THERE'S A SHOT AT IT.

WE GOT A SHOT AT 7,000.

I SAY WE GO FOR IT.

I MEAN, HEY, IF WE COME UP A COUPLE OF OUNCES SHORT OF 7,000,

I GUESS WE'RE LOSERS, HUH?

AND YOU THINK YOU CAN KEEP THAT PLANT RUNNING

FOR ANOTHER 10 DAYS -- SLUICIFER?

WELL, WHAT THE HELL? LET'S GO FOR IT.

-SWEET. -HERE WE GO.

Mitch: ALL RIGHT. READY.

I MEAN, NO PROMISES,

BUT I THINK WE'VE GOT A GOOD SHOT AT IT.

YEP.

Narrator: TO HIT HIS 7,000-OUNCE, $8.4-MILLION GOAL

BEFORE THE KLONDIKE WINTER SHUTS HIM DOWN,

PARKER WILL HAVE TO MINE ANOTHER $630,000 WORTH OF GOLD.

-7,000, BOYS? -LET'S DO IT.

-LET'S DO IT. -TO 7,000!

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Narrator: RICK NESS HAS SHUT DOWN HIS OPERATION

AFTER MINING EVERY YARD OF PAY ON HIS CLAIM

THAT'S NOT LOCKED IN ICE.

HELLO, ALL.

Narrator: HE'S ABOUT TO FIND OUT IF HE'S HIT HIS TARGET

AND MINED ENOUGH GOLD TO PAY HIS CREW.

Rick: I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK RIGHT NOW

'CAUSE, YOU KNOW, WHAT WE GOT RIGHT NOW IS WHAT WE'VE GOT.

WE RAN EVERY LAST [BLEEP]

CRUMB OF DIRT WE COULD OUT OF THERE.

THE REST IS FROZEN.

I THINK WE'VE GOT IT.

WE'VE ALL WORKED TOO HARD NOT TO.

YOU KNOW, WE'VE PUT IN THE TIME.

WE SHOULD HAVE IT.

Narrator: TO HIT IS 1,000-OUNCE, $1.2-MILLION SEASON GOAL,

RICK NEEDS THIS GOLD PAN TO HOLD AT LEAST 60 OUNCES.

WE'RE SO CLOSE.

YEAH. LET'S WEIGH IT UP.

10, 15, 20...

30...

33.13.

[BLEEP] [BLEEP]

-WOW. -SHORT.

Narrator: JUST $40,000.

WHAT ARE WE, 27 OUNCES SHORT?

-27 OUNCES. -OH, MAN.

[BLEEP] RIGHT OFF. UNREAL.

AHHHH. YEAH, I DON'T KNOW.

I WAS CONFIDENT ALL [BLEEP] YEAR WE WERE GONNA MAKE THIS,

AND I'VE BEEN TELLING YOU GUYS ALL YEAR WE WERE GONNA DO IT.

IT'S KIND OF A KICK IN THE STOMACH FOR ALL OF US.

YOU KNOW, WE WERE ALL ANTICIPATING GOING HOME AND...

I THINK WE ALL WANT TO GO HOME AFTER HITTING OUR GOAL,

BUT, YOU KNOW, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO RIGHT NOW?

HEY, I'M NOT A QUITTER.

LET'S GET THIS DONE.

LET'S BE SUCCESSFUL.

WE DIDN'T COME UP HERE TO BE LOSERS.

EXACTLY.

I AIN'T NO [BLEEP] LOSER.

WELL, A LITTLE BIT.

[ LAUGHTER ]

WE'RE TOO CLOSE. WE CAN'T ACCEPT THIS.

THERE'S GOT TO BE 27 OUNCES DOWN THERE SOMEWHERE.

YEAH, MAN. I WANT TO DO SOMETHING,

BUT...WHAT CAN WE DO?

WE'LL FIND SOMETHING.

AS LONG AS THE SUN'S STILL IN THE SKY

FOR A FEW HOURS A DAY,

LET'S JUST [BLEEP] GO FIND IT,

NO MATTER WHERE IT IS -- TAILINGS,

[BLEEP] BOTTOM OF THE JIG... -OH, YEAH.

...JUST START SCRAPING [BLEEP] EVERYTHING TOGETHER,

AND WE'LL TRY AND COME UP WITH A PLAN.

IT'S TIME FOR EXTRA INNINGS, I GUESS, RIGHT?

[BLEEP] RIGHT, OVERTIME.

EVERYBODY GOT A LITTLE BIT LEFT IN THE GAS TANK,

A LITTLE BIT MORE TO GIVE?

I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL WE TRY, MAN.

-WE ALL DO. -I'M IN.

THAT'S ALL I NEED TO [BLEEP] HEAR.

WE'RE ALL HERE FOR ANOTHER 27 OUNCES?

-YEAH. -[BLEEP] YEAH.

[ Laughing ] [BLEEP] YEAH. LET'S DO IT.

-RIGHT. -ON THREE...

Rick: ...ONE, TWO, THREE.

All: WEIGH!

Rick: THIS HAS BEEN THE TOUGHEST YEAR OF MY LIFE,

BUT I MADE A PROMISE TO MY GUYS.

I AM GONNA DELIVER.

Narrator: ON THE SEASON FINALE OF "GOLD RUSH"...

Parker: WE SMASHED OUR 6,000-OUNCE TARGET.

IT'S FINALLY TIME FOR US TO MINE OUR OWN GROUND

AND DO THINGS HOW WE WANT.

-WHAT IS THIS? -THIS THING IS FROZEN UP SOLID.

-HOLY [BLEEP] -WE HAVE A DISASTER.

THIS IS REALLY BAD.

THEY SHOULD BE THERE.

YEAH. WE'RE JUST GONNA HAVE TO DIG FOR THEM.

WE GOT SOMETHING HERE.

I GOT SOMEBODY FLYING IN TODAY, GONNA HELP ME OUT.

-HEY. -GOOD TO SEE YOU, MAN.

WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME LEFT TO DO MUCH,

BUT WE GOT TO GIVE IT.

EVERYTHING'S GOT TO KEEP MOVING.

HOLY [BLEEP] LOOK AT THOSE BIG [BLEEP] CHUNKS.

IT'S GONNA TEAR THAT BOUGH.

SHUT IT DOWN.

THIS IS THE END OF MY FIRST [BLEEP] SEASON.

I DON'T KNOW IF WE'RE THERE.

WE ARE HEADED OFF INTO THE UNKNOWN.

HOLY [BLEEP] LOOK AT THAT!

THE PLANT'S ON FIRE!

HOLY [BLEEP] NO!