All language subtitles for Its.Florida.Man.S01E02.WEB.x264-TORRENTGALAXY

What you're about to see may be
dangerous, illegal, unethical, petty,

immoral, and most definitely stupid.

But it's also all true.

Sort of.

So I ventured into the woods, and I come
across this lake.

The water looked inviting.

So I was swimming on my back.

There's three stars triangulating.

And I said, that looks an awful lot like
a gator.

First time I realized it might be
alligators in the lake.

I got scared. I look over, showed him
up.

If you never wake, you can never dream.
But if you die, you're never going to

have a nightmare.

You've got to live that nightmare to get
through it to have a dream.

If any of that at all makes sense to
anybody, you're twice as crazy as I am.

I could maybe be on TV.

If not, I get to at least act like it.

Look at these guys.

We're filming each other.

How y 'all doing this morning?

Good,

good, man. I'll shut mine down. That's
just something for the family right

there.

Man, you know, I haven't been out here
since I lost my arm.

It was down that way somewhere. I came
back across the fence.

It was over here where I jumped through.

My name's Eric Murda. I was born in
Cleveland, Ohio.

Moved down to Florida.

Probably when I was five, six years old.

I would say I'm definitely a Florida
man.

Not the sharpest tool in the shed, but
I'll stab you with the sharpest tool.

Let's put the facts out there. I was not
doing well.

Let me sing you an old cowboy song.

I just lost my girl.

The kind of song where you can't sing
along.

I was getting bored of my life. I was
getting bored of my job. I was sick of

sprinklers.

I just didn't care anymore.

Sick of everything.

Sick of life in itself.

Ended up driving south on 675 in my 2002
Econoline.

I didn't know what to do with myself.

I'd never been alone before.

What do you do with that kind of
freedom?

Eric, you know, he felt like he never
had enough.

It became a search for fulfillment.

I'm trying to do something different.
I'm trying to find myself again.

Seen a turn in?

I was like, never been there before.

I turned in, drove down here to the boat
ramp.

There's a dumpster down there. Oh, hell
yeah.

So I started throwing my garbage into
the dumpster.

And I seen garbage laying around the
dumpster.

I seen it lined up along the fence line.

Like, this is where people hang out.

Like, why would you want this kind of
stuff there? So I started picking that

I was on a mission to try to help clean
up the world.

We were down here on a Sunday throwing
horseshoes. Saw a strange fellow just

kind of walking around, picking up
little bits of trash and putting them in

little piles everywhere.

I was trying to make piles of garbage
throughout the woods because it's all

through back there's garbage, man.

And I noticed there was a fence.

Something was strange about this fence.

That fence.

represented a border that I wanted to
break.

The real freedom was out there, man.

That's where your freedom is. That's
your freaking America.

Out there.

That's why I went over to that fence to
go find the new me.

That fence was me crossing the line.

Boy, am I good at crossing the line.

It's kind of what I do.

It's definitely a huge part of what I
do. He kind of meandered off and walked

over to the woods over there, and he
crawled over the fence, crawled under

fence, and then crawled back over the
fence.

And then off in the woods he went, and
we never saw him again.

The swamp feels like it just kept
calling me.

I wanted to make the swamp my bitch.

I said, fuck it. Kept going deeper back
into the woods, and I tried to barrel my

way through it like a bull.

And then keep going, go underneath,
climb on, go around.

I got probably halfway through that
brush.

I have no clue where I am.

Cut from head to toe. Been out here a
couple of hours already.

Should I go back? Do I go forward? I
didn't really know, man.

So, I move forward.

Nighttime comes.

And now I come across this lake.

I'm cut from head to toe.

And I'm just thinking,

Water looked inviting.

I'm a Florida man. I can swim.

And I've got my boots in my hand, heavy,
wet. I'm trying to swim with them in

one arm.

Now I'm stuck in the middle of it.

And the boots are drowning me.

These boots go to the bottom of the lake
along with the pants.

I'm swimming forward. I'm swimming
backwards.

I went underwater a couple of times, and
I dove down to see how deep it was.

It's the first time I realized there
might be alligators in the lake, which

pretty stupid for a Florida man.

It should have been the first thing I
thought about.

There's a lot of gators out there at
Lake Manatee.

Sometimes when you go out there around
dusk, if it's warm, you can see 20 heads

sticking out of the water out there.

Can I take a... Picture, y 'all? Oh,
yeah, sure.

My name is Justin Matthews. I'm the
founder of Matthews Wildlife Rescue.

I'm from Bradenton, Florida.

I've lived here all my life. I've only
been out of the state once.

And you need to know, if you live in
Florida, when you're looking at any wild

animal, you don't want to interact with
them.

I was swimming on my back, looking up at
the stars, just as if I was at the

beach, man.

I look over, sure enough.

The alligator's like a foot and a half,
maybe two feet away from me. I'm looking

dead in this thing's eye.

Man, that camera's further away from me
than that alligator was.

And I went to freestyle swim.

Before my right arm even touched the
water down, that alligator had a hold of

forearm.

He's got my forearm in his grip.

And I got my arm over his ribs trying to
pull. I don't want this thing to roll

on me.

That's how gators kill their prey. They
do a death roll on the bottom.

We can roll, but we ain't going to do
the death part.

Well, the gator, when he grabbed his
arm, I'm sure you heard a crunch.

My arm bent backwards.

I take it as hard as I possibly can.

Push this thing up out the water. It
takes me down. Push it out again. Takes

back down. I push it out again.

And he just ripped it off.

And the gator took off wagging its tail.

Big old bone in his mouth and a smile on
his face, just like a little chihuahua.

You want me to get my gator?

Yeah, he's warning me.

Come on.

Come on.

She just peed on me.

This is Miranda.

She's an alligator. I've only had her
for about a week.

And she's bonding with me really good.

You doing okay?

You going to rip my nose off?

No?

Okay. If you got your arm bit off by an
alligator, you're probably going to

bleed to death. I mean, adrenaline is an
amazing thing. It makes you do

superhuman things.

At this point, I assume I'm bleeding all
over the place. I have no clue how I'm

not already dead.

Finally

found

some solid land. Trying to sleep,
sleeping on and off. I'm getting eaten

ants. One arm, butt naked, probably in
shock.

Waiting for the grasses to start parting
because this alligator's stalking me

like it's a lion or something, right?

God

sent

me here, Eric.

Hey, Mom.

I do believe, spiritually, my mother
came down and took my arm to save my

She seen me on the wrong road and she
had to do it. I took your arm to save

life because you were on a really bad
path.

Thank you. At the end of the day, my

arm had to be taken to save my life. And
who better to do it than my own mother?

Whoa, somebody's got a lot of energy in
here.

Who is that?

You.

Have a high energy content.

My name is Elisa Benson.

I'm a hypnotherapist and I specialize in
past life regression.

The reason that we are born and come to
Earth is to try and raise our vibration

with each lifetime.

I've had a lifetime in Atlanta.

I've had a lifetime in Egypt. Every part
of history that you can imagine, I have

seen. Let me ask, may I ask for somebody
else?

So that's a yes.

Okay, stop.

May I ask for Eric?

These are my guides answering me through
this.

Stop.

Is Eric's belief that the alligator was
his mother true?

No, it was his fantasy, which is what I
suspected.

You think? Didn't want to say. No,
because it's not for me to say. Yeah.

you're having a fantasy.

Oh, yeah.

Okay.

We can feel things that aren't true.

Oh, how many of us have believed things
that aren't true? Oh, he really loves

me. Yeah, right.

I do not believe that a human's soul or
their body or any way

can go when you die. I don't believe you
go inside an animal and then you're

that animal.

I don't believe that at all. My aunt,
uncle, friends.

They like to argue with me and say, it
was not your mom, this was a terrible

tragedy, and all of that, and I respect
that opinion, and I agree, it is a

terrible thing.

Tragedy? I don't know about that.

You may never know what happened out
there.

Sometimes I don't want to know what
happened out there. I do know one thing,

he fought every day because he wanted to
live.

Been missing my arm going on towards the
day now.

Nothing to eat.

I'm done. It's not fun no more.

The fun part's over.

Hello?

I heard something.

I'm trying to walk through the swamp.

Things sticking and poking the paranoid
out of my freaking mind.

Alligator, where are you?

Finally came out of there into an orange
grove where I tried to eat one of the

green oranges.

I thought about taking honey from some
man -made beehives because I'm like

starving. I'm thirsty as heck. Found, I
believe, three separate ATVs. I was

trying to hotwire them to find a way out
of them.

And I climbed a tree with one arm.

And I'm waving at helicopters and
airplanes and screaming at the top of my

lungs.

I was ready to give up. I'm legitimately
looking for vultures at this point.

I suspect that the bleeding, just
because the way his arm was mangled, it

probably crushed him enough to where it
slowed down.

I mean, I don't see how you can live for
two and a half days not going in shock

with your arm bit off, lost in the
woods.

It's a miracle they found him. I don't
know how he's still alive.

He's lucky to be alive.

He's lucky they didn't drag him down and
drown him.

You know, then they would have finished
off the next day.

What's crazy is how vividly I remember
all this stuff, you know?

That sure looks like it might be the cut
fence.

That's the kind of water I was dipping
my hand in and trying to drink.

I mean, could you imagine for three days
laying there with no arm, no medical

care, taking your hand and just sipping
water, sometimes in straight mud,

trying to filter it through?

And then just drinking it.

I mean,

how bad do you want to live?

I probably only moved 100 yards that
third day, I bet you. Didn't

move barely any.

I'm dead, man.

I'm dead.

With a giant open wound?

Fuck it, I'm gonna lay here and die.

Wait.

There's a beer bottle on the ground.

Where did that come from?

Dude, I can't be far from that fence.

Somebody threw that beer bottle over the
fence.

I've seen civilization once again.

I knew I was making it out. I knew I was
right there. There's no way I'm giving

up. I can't have but 50 feet to go.

That beer bottle was hope, man.

Let's get the fuck out of this swamp,
man.

I was leaving this parking lot, driving
up this way, and I got up

right to about this location, and I
heard somebody scream, help, help, help.

Hi, I'm Rick, and I was the one that
found Eric with his arm taken off from

alligator.

He was totally naked. He had swamp muck
all over him. I said, bro, an alligator

got my arm.

He said, holy shit.

I yelled, holy shit, holy shit, holy
shit. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. I

said, you got any water, man?

You got any water, man?

Only thing I asked him, don't call the
ambulance, don't call nobody, give me

some damn water.

He calls an ambulance.

I lay on the ground, man. I know my
journey's over. I know what I just

accomplished. I get it.

I'm like, holy fuck. I apologize for the
language, but holy fuck me twice.

You know, it's the freakiest thing I've
ever seen in my entire life.

I hope I never see anything again like
this. I didn't sleep for a few nights

after this. It was pretty traumatic.

Yeah, standing here looking in the
woods, I could still see Eric.

I could see his blue eyes.

I could see him naked, unfortunately.

That's all I wanted, man. I don't know
how you survived because the heat was

brutal those days.

Look at all those trees.

But it was hot. I went swimming when I
wanted to. I mean, man, I was just

the tropical dream.

Whatever you want to call it.

Yeah, it was a tropical nightmare,
brother.

No, man, thank you. Thank you,
seriously. You're welcome.

I'm part of this swamp. The swamp's part
of me. Now, my arm's never leaving

here. It's been eaten up. It's been shit
out.

And it's in this lake somewhere. It's in
those woods somewhere.

Circle of life, man. I mean, I'm part of
this swamp now, and the swamp lives

within me.

I know it's going to sound crazy, man,
but I want to go again.

I want to go again.

I know that's crazy.

I know that's absolutely fucking insane.

I am so ready to run back there right
now and just go get it one more time,

Get what?

I don't know.

I don't know, man. It's something that's
just, it's like calling me, man.

You know, like, I got the call of the
wild in me, man.

43 -year -old Eric Murda says he was
reborn on July 17th after losing his

arm in an alligator attack.

He says he now has a new calling in
life.

I'm in the swamp.

The swamp is in me.

I'm in the swamp.

The swamp is in me.

I'd like to be a motivational speaker
just because I probably dug myself out

more crap than most people will ever
even dream of being in.

He has been, in a weird way, a spiritual
guide. It did enlighten him to the

little things in life that he still had.

And he doesn't have much. He doesn't
have much money to his name, but he

happy. He bounced off that and became,
you know, this different Eric, this new

Eric. If a piece of shit like me can
come out something like that, I know you

can. Because ain't nobody a bigger piece
of shit than I am.

I've been here since 1980.

I love it here because I like the heat.

If anybody wants a past life regression,
I will give you a half

price deal.

I'm normally $250 and I'll do it.

For $175.