Sig FUMING After Jake Ignores His Advice & Now Pays The Cost! | Deadliest Catch

Captain Sig Hansen is reeling from a partnership gone sour as tempers flare on the Bering Sea.

“We did have an agreement, and he’s not sticking to it,” Hansen lamented. “It was my suggestion to come up here at their request. I wanted to set up north and south above us and leave a gap, but they’re right where our spot is—they’re choking me down. I don’t like it. I think we extended a pretty generous offer, and now I feel like I’m getting slapped in the face for it.”

The tension between Hansen and his former mentee, Jake Anderson, is palpable. With communication breaking down, frustration grows. Hansen watches Anderson’s Saga encroach on his fishing grounds, exacerbating their strained relationship.

“There he is—400 yards away,” Hansen observed, exasperated. “This string, I messed up on the 107-foot Saga. We’re supposed to be working together—that was the deal. But if I give you advice and you don’t take it, there’s no point. You’re kind of blaming me, and that’s my bad for even trying.”

Crew members brace for a crucial pot pull.

As the fleet focuses on prospecting, everyone hopes the next string of pots will yield better results. Hansen, monitoring the operation, shares the weight of the moment.

“This is the defining moment,” Hansen admitted, anxiety etched across his face. “I want to puke—so bad. But first, let’s keep our fingers crossed there’s something in there.”

When the first pot surfaces, the crew’s tension briefly gives way to celebration. “More crab! Yeah, look how lively!” one crew member cheered as the pots revealed a healthy catch.

However, the victory is short-lived as Anderson’s independent decisions further strain the alliance.

A young skipper’s gamble triggers conflict.

Ignoring Hansen’s advice, Anderson calls a string without consulting his mentor. The results are disastrous. “I screwed up—it’s a total strikeout,” Anderson admitted as numbers fell drastically. “The crab fishing is not too hot. It’s died down quite a bit, and a lot of it’s going over the side again.”

Hansen, monitoring the Saga’s progress, grew increasingly frustrated. “It’s hard when you have two people in the wheelhouse,” he said. “My decisions are one thing, and the other captain’s are another.”

Anderson, recognizing his mistake, faces the humbling reality of needing guidance. “I’ve got to crawl back to him with my tail between my legs,” Anderson confessed. “He loves more than anything watching me squirm.”

Hansen delivers a stern lesson in independence.

For Hansen, the situation underscores the challenges of mentorship. “Radio silence—he’s done with me,” Hansen declared. “He put us here, and we’re supposed to be working together—that was the deal. How do you bite the hand that feeds you?”

Despite his disappointment, Hansen reframed the conflict as an opportunity for Anderson to grow. “Jake needs to get out there and really make some decisions and find his own way. That’s how you learn,” Hansen concluded. “If he really wanted to be the boss, he would’ve finished checking these pots like I asked him to do. He didn’t, and now it’s on him.”

As the Saga drifts further from its mentor’s guidance, Anderson must navigate the treacherous waters of the Bering Sea alone—a trial by fire that will test his mettle and determine whether he can stand on his own as a skipper.