Mike Corey (Host)

Kalt lets himself crack a smile.

That's one down, three to go.

The basket is now dangling just outside the open side door, with its single occupant inside, on his hands and knees.

Kalp grabs the edge of the basket's cage to swing it inside, so the survivor can climb out, but the basket doesn't move.

Kalp yanks on the basket again, still nothing.

It's like it's caught on something.

He calls out, Kaylee, give me a hand with this!

Honnold joins Colt, and together the two men pull on the basket with all of their might.

But it still won't budge.

Colt can't understand it.

In all his years in the Coast Guard, he's never seen a basket get stuck like this.

The man in the basket is still crouched on his hands and knees, and appears to be gripping the cage like his life depends on it.

He's probably in shock, or afraid of heights, Kalt thinks.

He's yelling something, but Kalt can't hear him over the roar of the helicopter's engine and rotors.

Then he hears someone else yelling on his headset.

It's the rescue swimmer, Mike Fish.

Stop, stop, Fred!

Bob Doyle looks down into the terrified eyes of Mark Morley.

The whole way up, his grip on Mark's survival suit kept slipping and slipping.

By the time they reached the helicopter, Mark had slid all the way out of the basket and was left clinging to its underside.