Mike Corey

We've got a backup generator with a suction hose.

Help me haul it downstairs.

They set up the second generator in the engine room, then run the hose up the stairs and over the railing.

Gigi fires it up, and they watch the water level fall.

Slowly.

Mike looks skeptical.

Yeah, it's a little better, but we're still going to have to keep an eye on it, yeah?

Gigi nods.

Come on, we still got a lot of line to haul in.

As they climb the stairs, Bob casts one last look at the backup generator.

It seems crazy to trust such a jerry-rigged thing to keep the engine room from flooding.

But then again, if they can stay out here just a little longer, they all stand to make a crazy amount of money.

Later that afternoon, Captain Mark Morley steps into the Le Conte's galley and finds his crew lounging around, taking a smoke break.

Good, he thinks.

They earned it.

Everyone is exhausted from hours of hauling in line, not to mention running back and forth to the engine room to check the backup generator and the bilge pump.

But now he needs them to get back to work.

Listen up, guys.

Forecast says it's going to get snottier later this afternoon.

20-foot swells, 30-knot winds, but we have a window of a few hours.