Mike Corey (Host)

The rescue basket has splashed down no more than 20 feet away, the closest it's gotten by far.

He casts a quick glance at Mike DiCapua and Gigi Mork.

By now, they've all agreed that Mark Morley should go first, but Bob wants to be sure everyone's still on board with that plan.

Gigi waves a hand emphatically.

Bob, go, go, get Mark on that thing before they hoist it back.

Bob takes a deep breath.

This is it.

He unzips his survival suit and slides the fishing knife from its sheath.

A shiver passes through him as the freezing water pours in before he can close his suit up again, but he manages to hold onto the knife.

He grabs the half-conscious Mark Morley and yells.

Hey, Mark, Mark, wake up.

We gotta go.

We gotta go now.

I'm gonna cut you loose, and then you gotta swim for the basket, okay?

Morley's eyes flutter, then open wide.

He seems suddenly reanimated.

Yeah, yeah, let's go.

I can do this.

Bob marvels at his skipper's will to survive.

This man is determined to see his family again, and Bob thinks, I'm determined to help him.