Ice Road Truckers (2007) s09e02 Episode Script

Narrator: Now, on Ice Road Truckers (Rattling) It's a hard-hitting I'm actually terrified.
Oh! Narrator: heart-stopping Todd: Get the old fashioned shovel out and start fucking digging myself out.
Narrator: war on the winter roads.
Failure is not an option.
Narrator: Where it's take no prisoners One vehicle in the ditch already.
Narrator: and only the strong survive.
Oh! Ah! Narrator: Last week All right.
Partners.
Team Lisa and Darrell.
Lisa: Darrell and Lisa.
Narrator: A shake up rocked the winter roads.
- Darrel: Let's do this! Right on.
- Lisa: Sounds good! Narrator: As Darrell and Lisa joined forces to take on Polar Industries.
Mark: It's taken years for me to get to the top, I'm not gonna let anybody stand in my way.
Narrator: Sending the balance of power Darrell: Are you ready to do this, Lisa? Narrator: up for grabs.
I'm ready.
Let's do this! (Truck engine roars) Narrator: Now, at Polar headquarters Todd: What's the word, Mark? Mark: (Sighs) Lisa and Darrell.
Narrator: Boss Mark Kohaykewych is feeling the heat from his competition.
They're breathing down my neck hard, and they're taking loads from us that should be ours.
Well, we knew-- we knew he was gonna do this from the get go, and I knew he was gonna be pulling some shit this year.
I knew Darrell and Lisa teamed up together would be a fairly serious threat, but I never would have imagined it would have been this big of a threat.
I'm gonna show Lisa and Darrell who's really on top here.
I got an emergency load, that's gotta get out.
I thought I could get the rest of this thing ready to go, but no, they need it now.
It's a big rush.
Can I count on you? Todd: I'm not gonna let Darrell beat us.
If there's something I can do about it, I will do everything I can, you know that.
Mark: I appreciate it.
Hit the road, man.
No problem, Mark.
Narrator: Todd's rush assignment-- 30 tonnes of critical heating supplies for the village of Wasagamack, 400 miles from Winnipeg.
Todd: Getting on my way to Wasagamack.
(Loud thud) There is a bump right there though, holy smokes.
There's an axle-breaker for ya.
Narrator: The long haul is due by morning.
(Truck engine roars) Todd: That's just the beginning.
We've got a long ways to go, a lot of miles to cover.
Narrator: But Mark's top dog is ready for the challenge.
Todd: As long as I do work for Team Polar, I will do everything I can and anything within my power to make sure that Mark and his team succeeds over anybody else.
And believe you me, I am damn good at it.
Narrator: As Polar gets on the road, back in Winnipeg The road to Pikangikum-- that's closed.
It has a big crack in the ice.
Narrator: Darrell's on the hunt for his next haul to keep the new company rolling.
Nobody's wanting to go across that crossing.
You don't have anything else.
Yeah, I'll take the load.
Yeah, thanks, buddy.
Narrator: The 400 mile trail to Pikangikum was deemed too unsafe for travel, and shut down after numerous accidents, and a giant crack split the ice.
But with urgent loads needed for a new school, the trail is reopened.
I guess I'm gonna be the first one to cross that cracked ice.
Narrator: And to keep the renegade operation going, Darrell's gotta take any load he can get.
I guess it's up to me to make sure it's safe for everybody else.
I've never backed down from a challenge like that so I need the loads, I'm gonna take it.
(Truck engine hums) I know this road has been shut down.
I'm the first one going out across this ice crossing after it heals up.
I don't know what to expect when I get there, but the road's open, you gotta go for it.
(Engine roars) I'm on my way to Pikangikum.
(Truck engine hums) Pikangikum, here we come! Narrator: 200 miles into the deserted road Darrell: Well, there's one-- one vehicle in the ditch already.
Narrator: the only other truck Darrell sees is one that failed before him.
Darrell: This road looks a little icy, I'm sure that's what got him in trouble, going too fast.
(Truck rumbles) Nobody's been wanting to run this road, this road's in bad shape.
I don't know what I'm in for, but it doesn't sound good.
Narrator: This far from civilization, when rigs are damaged beyond repair, it's too difficult for them to be recovered, so they're abandoned until spring.
Darrell: There's a truck in the ditch.
Narrator: And this trail is littered with them.
Darrell: Somebody tried to pull him out, but didn't get it.
Nobody's on this road for a reason.
Maybe they know something I don't know.
(Truck roars by) Narrator: 250 miles to the northwest, another rival's on the road.
- (Truck clangs) - Art: Fuck.
Narrator: Art Burke is still looking to prove himself to the boss.
Art: We're headin' for Garden Hill with a load of lumber, here, and I hope to God when I get there that I don't, before I get there, I don't smash it all to hell back there.
- I-I got a lot riding on this season, Art.
- Art: Yeah, I know.
Mark: So we-we can't fool around.
So I just-- I need you to slow down, I need you to think, man.
- Just do good work, man, okay? - Art: Okay, my friend.
- Mark: Okay.
Bye, take it easy.
- Art: See ya later.
Narrator: After Mark put Art on notice to start the season (Siren wails) Holy fuck, b'y, the DOT's behind us, with the lights on and everything.
Well, well, fuck, well, fuck, well.
Narrator: The Polar driver's first haul was far from perfect.
Now, he needs a smooth run with his 25 tonne haul (Truck thuds) or he could be sent packing.
The road is rough as hell, so hopefully I'm gonna get there without rim-wrecking everything.
Narrator: A record-setting cold front, nicknamed the Siberian Express, has invaded the north.
(Loud banging) Narrator: Freezing roads so solid that every bump feels like getting pounded inside a metal drum.
(Loud clang) I couldn't see that fucking thing.
Well, if I don't get my neck broke or something, on the ceiling here.
It's a good thing that I'm in such great shape.
(Laughs) Well, I wouldn't be able to handle this banging and smashing and going on.
Sometimes I get up in the morning after a day of this, I feel like I'm about 130.
Whenever you get to see them fucking red things, hang on to your camera.
It's gonna be real there.
(Loud banging) Narrator: The flags alert drivers to trouble spots on the road.
There is another one of them orange fucking things, eh? This is one way to fucking ride the ice roads, b'y.
Narrator: As Art rumbles ahead (Truck tires rumble) This road's actually been really rough.
Narrator: Lisa Kelly's been making noise of her own.
Lisa: I have to be careful on the bumps because I don't want to tip it.
Narrator: And she's wrangled a new contract that could be a windfall for the company.
Hauling a giant 30 tonne load of building supplies 800 miles to the distant town of Brochet.
Lisa: Partnering up with Darrell in my own business is something that I've never done before, so that's a new step for me.
Narrator: The haul's got a big price tag I'm actually terrified.
Narrator: but the path is one of the least traveled and least maintained in the winter road system, making this one a high risk, high reward venture.
(Truck engine hums) Lisa: As long as the truck holds up, it'll be good.
(Truck engine hums) I see water flowing, it's like flowing.
Hope it's all right to cross? Narrator: Open water is a dangerous unknown for an ice road trucker.
What looks harmless on top Ah! (Ice cracks) could be deep enough to swallow an entire rig.
Anyway, I'm going to get out and check it out because I don't want to go through.
There's a hole there.
No telling how deep it is after that hole, huh? Kind of makes you wonder how good the lakes are really frozen, if this is open water it's on a road.
Well, I'm gonna give it a try, I mean, there's no other choice.
I ain't turnin' around now, I'm way out here.
It's gonna be rough.
(Water burbles) (Truck door closes) I'm gonna go slow so that I don't um, get too much water everywhere, but I'm gonna go fast enough that I'm gonna try not to like get stuck.
But it's gonna be bumpy.
Going for it.
(Water splashing) Oh! Narrator: Facing a long stretch of open water I ain't turnin' around now, I'm way out here.
Narrator: with no way to test its depth, Lisa Kelly's ready to sink or swim.
Lisa: Going for it.
(Truck engine hums) (Water splashing) Oh! Oh, good I made it through.
I thought I was gonna get stuck for a minute because it like went down in the water and then come up, and it's wet ice, so my tires are like, I can't get up.
Oh my gosh.
(Truck engine rumbles) But I made it, I made it.
It's like the mail, through rain, and sunshine, and hail, nor sleet, shall stop me from delivering my load.
Narrator: Back in Winnipeg Mark: Uh-huh, St.
Theresa Point? Narrator: the competition's taking on a crucial mission for a distant community in need.
Yeah, we can get those out.
All right.
Bye, bye.
We just got a call about a food drive going up to St.
Theresa Point, and we really want to step up and help the community, so we've decided to donate a run.
We deliver all these loads every year, it'd be nice to give something back.
Narrator: Of all the cargo the ice road truckers haul in their short season, none is more vital than food.
And for the people in the remote First Nations village, this winter the food supply is dangerously low.
We're helping families, we're helping people.
We're providing essentials.
Narrator: And the boss is giving the special delivery to a trucking legend.
Mark: People are really excited to see this, and I think Alex is the perfect guy for it.
Alex: Let's see if this is gonna work.
(Truck door closes) Narrator: While there's no big paycheque associated with the load, for the town of St.
Theresa, it's priceless.
Alex: Okay? We do a big service for the community.
We get an early spring, then all the freight might not get in, and then that community is short of food, so it's an important thing we get it done, and go home with big smiles on our face.
(Chuckles) Off like a hurdle of turtles.
Narrator: The rock hard trail to St.
Theresa is a minefield of bumps and frozen muskeg.
(Clang) Oh! Narrator: So it'll take everything the veteran's got to keep his truck in one piece.
The shaking starts right here.
(Loud clang) It's like being in a dryer.
This load is especially important because it's got a number of pallets of groceries on it, so failure is not an option here.
(Truck engine hums) Narrator: While Alex hammers down Darrell's blazing a trail on the deserted route to Pikangikum.
Darrell: Well, I don't know what I'm in for, but it doesn't sound good.
I gotta go for it, until I find something that stops me.
Narrator: Snagging the dangerous haul to keep his new company in the game.
Got a one lane bridge coming up here.
This is definitely not some place where you want to meet traffic going too fast on these icy roads.
Fact is, it looks like we have an accident right here.
Wow.
Big old smash up.
Narrator: But so far, the treacherous path is looking more like a junkyard than a winter road.
I can't believe how many trucks they've got in the ditch, and they've got wrecked.
Good thing about it, a lot less traffic out here for me to have to deal with.
Narrator: As Darrell closes in on his destination, he'll have to contend with the road's ultimate threat-- the notorious crossing at Pikangikum, that's just reopened after a giant crack in the ice forced it to be shut down.
Darrell: Struggling pretty hard right now, and I gotta do what I can to make it survive, and if this is what it takes, this is what I'm gonna do.
(Brakes hiss, engine idles) (Ice cracks) This ice crossing makes me a little nervous knowing that it's been a problem child.
(Footsteps crunch in snow) If I get out here, I can look down it and I can see the cracks in it.
I can actually see where the snow pooches up a little bit, pooching up because that ice is moving around.
Narrator: Under the snow, the hidden dangers are lurking.
Darrell: They're a lot bigger than you think they are.
Narrator: And cracks are everywhere.
I can dig it out for quite a ways.
I mean, that's cracks in the ice.
They're there, and you can see straight down in the crack once I dig it out.
This ice is moving around.
Just gives you, gives you a bad feeling going across shit like this.
This ice has some issues.
I may have some issues before I get across here.
(Ice cracks) Narrator: On a newly opened ice crossing Darrell: This ice is moving around.
Narrator: Darrell Ward's rolling the dice to keep his company afloat.
(Ice cracking) This ice has some issues.
I may have some issues before I get across here.
(Ice cracks) Narrator: Just days ago, the crossing splintered so severely it was shut down.
(Truck engine hums) Now with the competition heating up, Darrell will drive his 20 tonne rig right on to it.
I just gotta take is easy across here, listen for the poppin' and the crackin'.
(Truck tires crunch on the snow) A lot of cracks in this ice.
They're there, they're real.
(Ice cracking) We're definitely walking across some pretty thin ice out here.
I can see where this crack comes out in front of me here.
This ice doesn't seem that thick, it seems pretty thin.
I can hear it cracking, I can see this crack here in this ice.
So I'm definitely getting some flex in the ice.
This ice is moving.
(Ice cracking) It's cracking pretty bad.
I don't know why I want to hear it, but I do.
(Ice cracking) As soon as you let down your guard, shit happens.
(Water bubbling) (Ice cracking) We're gonna hear some stories of people going through the ice this year, you can bet on it.
I don't know, I just hope it ain't me.
Pikangikum, right off the end of the ice.
(Ice cracking) It's always a good feeling to get off the edge of the ice here.
(Truck engine hums) Yeah, I know that this road is a little sketchy.
That road's a little sketchy and that ice crossing's real sketchy.
(Airbrakes hiss) Narrator: Darrell's high stakes gamble pays off.
All right, let's get rid of this trailer and get the other one hooked up.
Narrator: And he proves his new company won't back down from any challenge.
Darrell: The more I deliver loads on time, the more loads I'm gonna have to deliver.
So, watch your ass, Mark, because here I come.
Narrator: While Darrell chalks one up for the team, 500 miles to the northwest So these roads are, you know, they're pretty bumpy.
It concerns me just because my load is so tall.
Narrator: His business partner is trying to close out a lucrative new contract.
I'm here in Lac Brochet.
Narrator: It's been a tough journey of one of the least maintained trails in Manitoba.
But if she can pull it off, it'll be the biggest paycheque yet for the upstart company.
(Loud thud) Oh, these terrible roads, no wonder so much shit is falling apart on my truck.
(Truck engine hums) (Car honks) Yeah, this guy's flagging me down, I'm not sure why.
Let's see what's going on here.
- Lisa: Hi.
- Man: Hi.
Lisa: What's up? What do you mean? - Man: You're going to Lac Brochet.
- Lisa: Yeah.
It's two, between Lac Brochet and Brochet.
Lisa: How far away am I now? Man: To Brochet from here it's about 200 kilometres.
So you have to head all the way back.
(Sighs) That's sucks.
I'm glad you said something, because I would have never known.
- Man: Okay? - Lisa: Thank you.
Man: You're welcome.
Lisa: I'm in the wrong place.
Brochet is not Lac Brochet.
I cannot freakin' believe.
It says Brochet, I'm like, hey Brochet, short for Lac Brochet, right? How was I supposed to know it's two separate things? That puts another damper on the business, huh? Ahhh! I wasted an entire day doing absolutely nothing.
Narrator: Lisa's disastrous wrong turn has caused her hours, and potentially the high-priced contract.
Lisa: So is Brochet short for Lac Brochet? No, it's two separate places on the same road.
Turned around and headed back the other direction.
Narrator: To get to Brochet, she'll have to drive over the rugged trail once again.
Lisa: Three hours backtracking, and then however long it's gonna take to go down the other road.
(Loud thud) Oh gosh! That was bumpy.
Let's not get stuck.
(Truck engine roars) Narrator: And to make matters worse, she'll be backtracking almost entirely uphill.
Lisa: The road is really bumpy, and it's way hillier than I remember.
Oh, come on! This is gonna be brutal.
- (Truck tires spinning) - Oh, cripes.
Narrator: In remote Manitoba Oh, come on! This is gonna be brutal.
Narrator: A wrong turn has Lisa Kelly facing an uphill battle.
Oh, cripes.
Narrator: The new business owner is trying to bring in a top dollar haul for a new customer.
Lisa: It feels like something's stuck.
Narrator: But a steep incline has got her stuck miles from her destination.
(Truck door closes) These tracks are confusing me, and I think the road's over here, and the tracks are here, and so I don't want to back into a snow bank.
Okay, I'm not in the snow bank yet, that's good.
Couldn't make it up that hill, I don't know why.
This beast did not kick in like it normally does.
(Truck door closes) Okay truck, go backwards.
I don't want to start on a hill, I wanna start way down here.
Way, way down.
I can get some runs at it.
Narrator: To try and conquer the hill, she'll back down as far as she can to build up speed.
Lisa: Going for it again.
(Truck engine roars) Narrator: But the faster pace will make keeping her rig on the road even harder.
Lisa: I'm starting to get a run at it, and I'm in, I don't know what gear, I don't care.
Oh, this is gonna be so bumpy.
(Loud clangs) Oh, this one's a big bump.
Oh, I'm not gonna make it, oh, ow.
(Loud clang) And I'm not gonna go in my same tracks.
(Truck engine roars) It ain't over! - (Loud clang) - Ah! Ah! I ain't stopping.
Yay! We're at the top.
That was a fricking long hill.
Oh, my gosh, I feel like I'm failing Darrell, and the company.
Whatever.
Turn around and get 'er done.
What I do best.
Narrator: Lisa's made it over the hill, but with a hundred miles ahead of her, she's still got a long way to go.
While Lisa limps on to Brochet (Truck engine rumbles) I'm gonna push hard, I know I probably shouldn't, I've been driving a lot.
Narrator: Todd Dewey's driving through the night trying to deliver his load of supplies by morning.
Todd: I know how to work hard, and I push hard, and that's why Mark put me as the number one guy this year is because he knows I know how to work.
I don't care how tired I am, I don't care how worn out I am, I gotta make good, good time.
This is a way steeper fucking hill than I thought it was gonna be.
Oh, come on, baby.
Come on, baby! (Truck engine hums) Come on, baby! (Truck engine roars) Ah, fuck! Damn it! Let's see if I can get backed out of it.
Way steeper than I thought it was gonna fucking be.
Just frickin', absolutely fucking figures.
(Truck tires spinning) Just come the fuck out! Fuck! Damn it! (Exasperated sigh) I'm already at an angle, I'm already leaning in towards a ditch.
If it goes anymore, I'm gonna be sunk so far down in there, there ain't no getting out.
Sure ain't wanting to move anywhere.
(Truck revs) No, I'm in reverse.
I'm stuck.
I can't go forward, or fucking backward.
Fuck! Damn it! Fuck.
Well, I guess get the old fashioned shovel out, start fucking digging myself out because I'm stuck.
I can't go forward or back.
Narrator: In the middle of the night on the remote road to Wasagamack No, I'm in reverse, I'm stuck.
I can't go forward, or fucking backward.
(Truck engine revs) Fuck! Narrator: Todd Dewey's emergency load is on life support.
Well, I guess get the old fashioned shovel out, start fucking digging myself out because I'm stuck.
I can't forward or back.
I got myself in, I'll get myself out.
If I could just get my tires over here a little bit on that fucking road.
It's this deep ass snow, I'll tell you what.
Narrator: With no other trucks around to tow him out, Todd's only hope is to dig his way to freedom.
A little fucking will power.
A little know how.
Narrator: Or risk hours, even days, in Arctic conditions.
I get stuck here.
I dig my self out.
(Truck engine hums) (Truck door closes) All right, here we go.
I dug, dug, dug, dug, dug.
(Truck tires spinning) This sure ain't wanting to move anywhere.
(Truck tires spinning) That's it.
Dig myself out some more.
That's all you can do.
This is not quite there yet.
Narrator: As temperatures continue to plummet, Todd rushes to clear enough snow so his drive wheels can finally regain traction.
Todd: Dig, dig, dig.
Gonna dig some more! I'm gonna dig, dig, dig, gonna dig some more.
(Truck tires spinning) Come on.
Just come the fuck out! I'll dig, and dig, and dig, until I'm nothing but a skeleton bones sitting there where I tried to dig myself out.
I don't care, I'm not gonna give up.
(Tired panting) Oh.
(Breathing heavily) (Truck door closes) I'm running out of energy.
Come on, baby, one last time.
(Truck engine revs) You can do it.
- (Truck tires spinning) - Almost.
(Truck tires spinning) Come on! There it goes! There it goes! Come on! Ha ha! I'm out! I think I'm out! I'm out.
I'm out! A little bit of will, a little bit of fucking determination.
(Truck engine roars) Yeah, you think I'm gonna get a run at this hill this time? Come on, you son of a bitch.
Come on! There it is, over the top, baby.
Over the fucking top.
That's how you do that on your own.
Narrator: After nearly 20 gruelling hours on the road, Todd approaches the outpost of Wasagamack, and once again comes through big for Polar.
Todd: Dug myself out.
Did what I had to do, and I'm back on my way, so that's all that matters.
Narrator: As Todd finishes the final mile to his destination a new day dawns, and 20 miles to the east Art: So we're making pretty good time, considering.
(Loud thuds) Narrator: Polar's wild card is closing in on Garden Hill.
We've just got this ice crossing to go, and then we're there.
Narrator: But as he reaches Island Lake, Art's got to tackle one of the longest crossings in North America-- over 10 miles of brittle, fragile ice.
Look at this.
This thing is maxed to the fuck.
I'm gonna get out here and stretch my legs before we head across this, might be the last time I'll be stretching them.
So I'd better have a, better get out and have a look at this, eh.
This is a long ice crossing, man.
This must be one of the longest ice crossings in fucking Manitoba.
The reality of the whole thing-- can I go through the ice? Of course I can.
But fuck, you know, can't be thinking like that.
That's negative thinking, man.
(Truck door closes) We're moseying down on the ice, here.
(Truck engine roars) (Ice cracking) Art is on the ice.
Narrator: With no one around for miles, and at least an hour of ice ahead of him, Art slowly rolls ahead.
(Water bubbles) (Truck door closes) Test run.
I'm just making fucking sure that door opens, man, because this is heavy, and we're doing a lot of cracking.
Narrator: On one of the longest crossings in the world We're gonna listen for pops and cracks now, eh.
Narrator: Art Burke's trying to keep his 25 tonne load above ice.
(Ice cracks) Ooh, that was a good one.
Did you hear that one? That must have been one of them big fucking sheets across like lightning, eh.
I been seeing them all over the place.
Narrator: Halfway through the journey, Art reaches the deepest stretch of the lake, and the water below descends to over 200 feet.
Art: So not only if I go through this will I probably get drown, but I ruin the ice road for all these people that need this to get back and forth, know what I mean.
So like it's not just me that gets it when I go through this, it'll ruin everything, eh.
(Ice cracking) So we're just gonna mosey over here.
Oh, whoa! Whoa! Fuck! Fuck, just in case, eh.
The best thing to do if you hear a crack and a pop and she starts to go down is just out that fucking door as quick as you can, man.
Hope for the best.
(Truck tires crunch on ice) Narrator: As he approaches the crossing's edge, the ice is at its thinnest.
(Ice cracking) Narrator: And his maxed out haul pushes the brittle surface to the limit.
Art: When you get to the end like this, you want to go faster because you're nearing the end.
I don't know, just instinct or something makes you want to go faster, eh.
But you can't do that.
You've gotta go the same speed, and when you get to the end you even gotta slowdown more.
Come on, baby.
(Kiss sounds) (Truck engine roars) Oh.
Relax, take a deep (Big inhale, exhale) (Laughs) Okay.
Narrator: Finally, Art makes it to the other side.
Art: We're in Garden Hill, buddy, we're in Garden Hill.
Narrator: And after 10 miles of ice, a load is on the books for Polar.
We just got here, b'y, everything's fine this time.
We didn't demolish nothing in the back.
Good for me.
And I think we're on her right now, b'y, we'll get the hell out of here and get as much daylight in as we can, eh.
(Truck door closes) Okay, buddy.
We're off.
Narrator: As Art heads for Winnipeg, 10 miles to the southwest Alex: I'm in St.
Theresa Point.
This is the best part of doing what I do.
The occasions that I get to actually help out the community directly.
Narrator: is delivering a one of a kind haul.
Alex: Okay, I think we got here.
Go and unload it.
I brought a bunch of groceries from Winnipeg that were donated, basically they're, they're to alleviate some of the costs of winter and the high cost of buying groceries right here in the community.
Narrator: The entire run, use of a trailer, fuel, and driver, has been donated by Polar, a way of giving back to a community in need.
Alex: Very good, thank you very much.
Chief: A small token of our appreciation from us, from the community.
- Alex: Thank you very much.
- Chief: All right.
People were really happy to see me and I got to meet the Chief.
Chief: Take that with you.
Well, thank you very much.
And he gave me a painting of an eagle.
- Chief: Thank you.
- Alex: Thank you.
You know, people come up and they're happy to see you, and shake your hand, and thank you.
That's the enjoyable part of it.
Sometime I get opportunities like bringing stuff to St.
Theresa Point and people appreciate it and say hey, you know, we really appreciate it, you know.
(Alex laughs) I feel good because they accept me as part of their community.
That's about as good as it gets right there.
Narrator: The Polar hauls are all accounted for, and 400 miles to the northwest Lisa: I am here.
'Cause there's the signs going out and saying 'Winter Road.
' Yeah.
So I must be in Brochet.
Narrator: After a gruelling run, Lisa Kelly finally reaches the finish line.
The stakes are higher this year, for sure.
That just makes me have to work a little harder to make sure that I live up to that expectation.
Never thought this moment would ever come.
I know.
How are you? - Man: Nice to meet you.
- Lisa: Nice to meet you, too.
Narrator: With the delivery to Brochet, the new business owner has scored big.
I'm all offloaded here at Brochet.
I'm still kind of bummed I keep getting a day behind.
I didn't make up any more days.
Narrator: And though the wrong turn set her back, the contract is secured, and the renegade company is on a roll.
Lisa: Another load down, so that's two.
That's good.
One down, many to go.
Narrator: Next time on Ice Road Truckers This is the heaviest load that we've ever moved across the ice.
Wow.
Narrator: the companies go for broke.
Lisa: It's actually really scary.
Narrator: Tackling the steepest hills - Lisa: Wahoo! - (Loud crush) Narrator: the worst roads The road is rough as shit! Whoa, baby! Whoa, baby! Whoa, baby! Narrator: and the biggest haul ever Come on, baby, hold together.
Narrator: on the ice.
Nobody was supposed to be on this ice crossing.
What happened to the block in the road?!