The Expanse (2015–…): Season 3, Episode 6 - Immolation - full transcript

I need full access
to the comms,

so I can send this out
to the people who can use it.

Anna is an outsider
with direct access

to Sorrento-Gillis,
and can show him

who his deputy really is.

Avasarala sent you
the comms buffer.

Yeah, she made it.

This is Admiral Souther
of the UNN Agatha King.

I have relieved
Fleet Admiral Nguyen of duties

under charges of conspiracy.

I'll be transmitting proof
to both fleets.



There's been a mutiny
aboard the Agatha King,

and UNN ships are firing
on each other.

Hammurabi out.

Katoa, what are you building?

- Soon, soon, soon!
- Sir, come with me, please.

Soon!

You will transfer launch control of the
hybrid pods to my ship immediately.

Understood.

Thank you.
For taking care of me.

You can thank me if we get
your little girl back.

Then we need another conduit.

The one with the most similar
genetic profile would be Mei Meng.

Any idea
of the resistance inside?

In terms of humans? No.



They've launched the hybrids.

Roger, Falstaff,
they're indicating orbit, over.

They have target lock,
they have target lock.

This is Admiral Nguyen.

We have put down an attempted
mutiny by Admiral Souther.

All ships are ordered to
return to the AO immediately

and prepare to engage.

The communication
said mutiny, goddamn it.

I want to know what the hell

is going on out there,
and now.

I'm sorry, sir.

The transmission delay to
the AO is 39-plus minutes.

I'll let you know
the moment we have contact.

We need to talk
to Admiral Nguyen.

Sir, we tight-beamed
the Agatha King,

but we're still awaiting
their response.

Sat-com confirms,

UNN Jimenez
has been destroyed.

Fired upon, it appears,
by the Agatha King.

Jesus Christ.

Our own ships,
firing on one another.

What the fuck is going on
out there?

The launcher is reloading.

Another full salvo.

Alex, blow them out
of the fucking sky!

I don't have a clear shot
on the launcher.

I can only shoot the pods down
once they're in the air.

PDCs on auto track.

It's too many.

God damn it!

We're dry.

At least two dozen
of those things made it by us,

but we weren't
the only ones shooting.

UNN and MCRN ships
destroyed some as well.

Naomi, where are they headed?

Their engines and transponders shut down
as soon as they cleared the gravity well.

They're stealth tech.

The Roci can't track them.

Mars.

They're going to Mars.

How the hell are you
so sure about that?

This station belongs
to Jules-Pierre Mao.

Errinwright owns him,
and this is his war.

They have
to be going to Mars.

If any of those things
get down to the cities,

they're going to be
nearly impossible to stop.

They'll kill thousands.

And contaminate everything
with protomolecule.

Mars could become
another Eros.

Everyone, get inside.

Let's do what we
came here to do.

Those pods
were launched from here.

There's got to be a way to
abort them. We'll find it.

That's a Martian Corvette.

And the space suits,
body armor, weapons.

They're all MCRN.

It's a Martian assault team.

And the Agatha King

just remotely launched
the hybrid pods.

It's over.

Order everyone
not to fight.

No reason to get
anyone else killed.

But we can't just hand
everything over to them.

That's exactly what
we have to do.

Maybe we can avoid

spending the rest of our lives
in a Martian prison.

I think it's premature to hand over all
your work when we still have options.

What options?

The assault team is on
the far side of the station.

Most of the systems
are powered down.

It's going to take time
for them to reach us.

Time to do what?

To get to our ships
and launch.

Why wouldn't they just
shoot us down?

We'll tell them
we have children on board.

We can do this,
but we have to go now.

All right.

Get on the radio.

Tell everyone on that side of the station
that the Martians intend to kill us all.

Fight for their lives.

They'll get slaughtered, sir.

Would you rather go with them?

I can buy us even more time.

Gather up the children,
and meet us at the shuttle bay.

Right away, Dr. Strickland.

Such a waste.

But this is what
you were made to do.

I'm getting heat signatures.

Not sure how many.

It's weak.

Can you tell if any of them
are children?

No, but it's coming
from six levels down.

Are they armed?

There's no way to tell,
but it's a good guess.

You ever get cramped
in that thing?

You kind of grow into it.

Like a plant.

I grew a watermelon in a box once,
for a science project.

It came out square.

About this wide, this high.

Are they hypoxic?

- Guess it was more of a rectangle.
- They're whistling in the dark.

Still tasted the same.

Take cover first,
then shoot!

Shit.

- You got a count?
- Four.

Clear.

They don't
look like soldiers.

They shot at us.

They made the choice.

Fuck.

Make this thing show me what's
happening in orbit, please.

The Agatha King.

It's Souther's ship.

I can put a scope on that.
Hold on.

What?

That ship was hit
with a hybrid pod.

You don't want to be on it.

The protomolecule is
spreading incredibly fast.

Oh, my God.

Jesus, what the fuck?

He was crazy, you saw that.
He was trying to kill me.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Calm down, okay?

What's your name?

- Larson.
- Okay, Larson.

Take a minute, and tell me
what the hell happened here.

We were fired on.
We got hulled below decks,

and my damage control team,
we go down there to help out,

and we see
this blue shit everywhere,

and a bunch of guys
killing each other.

- Like the Lieutenant there?
- Yeah, yeah.

We tried to get out, you know,
seal up the decks behind us,

but there were just so many
of them, and then...

And then?

They didn't make it.

And then this crazy asshole chases
me all the way in here.

Would have killed me, too,
if it wasn't for you, so...

Hey, how come they got you
in a restraint?

What, what, what?

- Oh, God damn it, I got some of it on me.
- No, don't touch it!

Well, what is this shit?

Let me loose, I'll help you.

Tell me first.

It's called protomolecule.

It's bad.

Just tell me.

Remember Eros?

This is that shit.

It kills everything it touches,
and it cannot be stopped.

So, I'm...

Yeah.

Whoa, whoa.

Wait.

But you're not dead yet,
and I need your help.

We have to try to stop the infection
on this ship from spreading.

It's too late.

You said so yourself.

You're a sailor
in the UNN.

That has to mean something,
or you wouldn't be here.

I don't even know
what we're fighting for.

Got some small heat sources.

I'm betting
it's the kids. Wait.

There's something else.

It's a hybrid.

Fall back to the Roci.

No, the kids are down that way.
Go get them.

- You can't.
- I'll lead it away. Go.

Bobbie, don't be an idiot.

This won't bring back
your dead marines.

Ma'am, for the first time in your life,
please just shut the fuck up!

Still no word
from the Agatha King?

No, sir, I'm sorry.

We can confirm the ship
is still in orbit around Io,

but we haven't been able to
re-establish contact with the CIC.

What are these?

Shortly after the Jimenez
was destroyed,

there was a mass missile
launch from the surface of Io.

And every ship in the AO except the
Agatha King was firing at them.

What was the target?

We don't know, sir.

We lost track of the missiles
as they left Io.

We think they may have
some kind of stealth tech.

Launch defensive fire,
defensive fire...

- Thought you'd left.
- I have one more thing to do.

Well, if you're here
to apologize,

I honestly
don't give a shit anymore.

I am not.

I want to refresh
your memory.

The words you said
all those years ago.

Just another protest,
you said.

Do you remember?

No greater symbol
for our cause

than walking
into a military base,

arm in arm.

It's no big deal.

We'd faced the cops before.

But you knew they had orders
to fire on the crowd.

You think I didn't want
to warn everyone?

You know why I didn't?

Takes a few martyrs to really
solidify a movement, doesn't it?

Your words...

Your words turned them
into martyrs.

Yes.

That's my shame.

But all those people who died
for what we believed.

I never imagined they would only be
the first in a long line for you.

Oh, please, Anna.

- For God's sake, let the past...
- Die?

No, you're right. I want to be
done with the past, too.

I walked away once.

This time,

I'm not walking away.

This time,

you're going to do
the right thing.

Time is short,
and I'll be brief.

Martian
Defense Minister Korshunov

suffered a fatal heart attack
earlier this evening.

Clear.

Prax.

She was right here.

She can't be far.

Let's keep looking.

There's a corridor number.

Got it.

- Amos?
- Are you coming or what?

They were bringing the kids
to a pair of shuttles.

I opened the outer doors
to depressurize the bay.

It won't hold them long
if they find vac suits.

Holden, you got access
to station controls?

What about the hybrid pods?

- Any way to abort them?
- Checking.

Launch controls were
transferred to the Agatha King.

There's no way to stop them
from here.

- I'm sorry.
- Jesus Christ.

Are you sure those things
are heading to Mars?

- I'm sure.
- Holden.

There's got to be something.

There's someone here
who should know.

Let me go ask.

What are you doing?

- Bringing the Razorback down from orbit.
- Why?

Because I am going to fly
it up to the Agatha King.

I'm going to find a way
to stop those pods.

You can't do it alone.

- Keep an eye on our people.
- I will.

Sir.

You said it was urgent.

Simultaneously,
the MCRN Karakum,

dispatched by Korshunov
to take delivery

- of your protomolecule technology...
- How did you get that?

Does it matter?

Let's call it an act of God.

You're not
even going to deny it?

I meant every word I said.

You just admitted to treason.

Was he always like that?

Like what?

Spineless and weak.

Dignified face
with nothing behind it.

You're finished.

He doesn't care
about treason.

That's just him parroting you
because you talked to him last.

If he spoke to a janitor,
he'd be passionately declaiming

about a fucking mop.

It's agonizing.

I've lost count of how
many times I stopped him

from blundering
into political suicide.

And now, we have a chance to
assure the future of the Earth,

and he's shitting himself
because he's afraid

the history books
won't be flattering enough.

He's changing for the better.

If you've got anything
to say to me,

this is the last chance
you're going to get.

I fought to save Earth.

And you fought
to save yourself.

The planet deserves
better than you.

Secretary Errinwright
is under arrest for treason.

Get him out of my sight.

My legacy was going to be
a catastrophic war,

with millions dead.

That's all
on Errinwright now.

Thank you.

Someone's locked us out
of the controls.

Come with me.

Kids, come on. Hold hands.

- Leave the children.
- Don't make a sound...

You'll be safer in here.

Right, of course.

Trade the children
for our freedom.

Or we open the doors
to outside.

Exactly. Secure the airlock.

It's okay, it's okay.
I got her.

The children are safe.
Don't shoot.

Prax?

Oh, God.

Oh. Oh, thank God, it's you.

Where's Mei?

She's here. She's right here.

Mei.

- Mei.
- Daddy!

Come on, guys.
It's okay, you're safe.

Come on, come on out.
You're safe now.

It's growing on the ship.

I thought it only infected
living things.

Yeah, well, I guess it learned some
new tricks pulling ships apart.

If it can control the ship...

We got to get as close
to CIC as we can.

Damn, CIC looks like
it's been hit hard.

I'd prefer not to climb in
through a hole in the wall.

There's a utility airlock
on the ship's bow.

That'll do.

Stop right there.

Don't shoot. I'm unarmed.

James Holden.

I guess I shouldn't
be surprised it's you.

Turn around, kneel.
Hands behind your head.

How did you know
to find me here?

We didn't.

Came for the children.

You're just a bonus.

You should know...

Everything done here

has been to stop
what's happening on Venus.

Did you figure out
a way to do that?

Not yet.

Can you stop the pods
that were launched?

No, the Agatha King...

Then shut the fuck up.

Get up.
Pick up the data cores.

Go.

Move!

Are you okay?
Did they hurt you?

I would never
have let that happen.

They hurt Katoa.

Basia's son. Where is he?

They did
something to him.

And he got blue and sick.

- She just doesn't understand...
- Shut up!

Are you okay?
Did they hurt you like they hurt Katoa?

- Of course not.
- No, seriously.

Shut up.

Why didn't you
come get me?

I'm sorry, Mei.

I'm so sorry.

I love you, Dad.

I love you so much.

Come.

This is Amos.

He's my best friend
in the whole world.

He helped me find you.

Can you stay with Amos
for a minute, okay?

I'll be right back,
I promise.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

I just need to talk to
Dr. Strickland for a minute.

I looked out for her.

I protected her,

even when I could
have been shot for it.

I saved Mei's life.

She would have died without me,
right there on Ganymede,

but I went back for her,
and I got her out.

Prax.

I've known Mei
since she was a baby.

She loves me.

And I love her.

Please, I'm begging you.

Please.

Please, don't.

You're not that guy.

You're not that guy.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

I am that guy.

No...

Where's Dr. Strickland?

He's not coming with us.

- Come on, let's go.
- Come on, let's go.

Let's go, let's go.

Jesus.

What a mess.

All right, you're going to want
to find the weapon station.

It's going to be
labeled "Fire Control."

Hey, look out!

You're wasting your time.

They can't be stopped.

Come on,
what are you waiting for?

Rocinante, this is Draper.

Requesting
emergency evacuation.

Even if we can't abort,

maybe we can change
their course.

Doesn't matter how
sophisticated the pods are.

- Orbital mechanics don't change.
- Right.

Martians.

You don't even know
what you are.

They train you not to know.

Little Martian children,
all lining up to be

the best little cogs
in the machine.

You stopped being human

the day you claimed
that miserable red planet.

You're insects.

Prideful insects,
the whole hive of you.

Scrambling to make
their colony bigger.

Whatever it costs.

Whoever it costs.

- You did it.
- That was just one.

Changing all of them one at a
time is going to take a while.

Well, it only takes one.

And you'll never
stop them all.

You should thank me

for putting them down, Belter.

They'd do the same thing
to you in a heartbeat.

And pat themselves
on the back.

They're all so fucking smug.

Well, bless his heart,
I may just have to shoot this asshole.

To all ships
in the vicinity of Io,

steer clear
of the Agatha King.

The ship is infected
with a dangerous contagion.

The only way
to stop it for sure

is a nuclear explosion.

So, I'm overloading
the reactor core now.

Detonation should occur in...

How the fuck should I know?

I'm not an engineer.

Let's call it soon.

Naomi, I know that man.

Get him on your comms.

I can talk him
out of this stupidity.

There's no talk-back channel.
He must have shut it off.

He doesn't want to be found.
I'm sorry.

Well, Charanpal.

I guess that makes us even.

I, uh...

I always thought I'd have something
clever to say in this moment.

You know, something pithy.

Even a little ironic, but...

Memorable.

I can't think
of a fucking thing.

Oh, well.

Warning...
Magnetic containment breach.

Warning...

Shit, we've got about 10
minutes until we're a fireball.

We can't leave now.

We got to knock out
the rest of those pods.

Alex, we're out of time.

We'll find another way,
I promise.

You're welcome
to stay with me, Martian.

I'm good company.

God damn it.

I should have
let him shoot you.

Warning...
Reactor failure imminent.

Reactor failure imminent.

We've got to warn Mars.

Of course we do.
But that arsehole on the bridge was right.

They may not get them all,
and it will only take a few.

I think I have a better idea.

Jim, Amos?

- You guys okay?
- Yeah.

We couldn't reroute
all the pods,

but we were able to turn
their transponders back on.

Mars can target them now,

but we're worried that
they may not get them all.

- Holden.
- Go.

And if they don't,
they'll blame Earth,

- and this war will just go on.
- I know.

There's a way that we can
shoot all the pods down

before they reach Mars.

Fred Johnson.

He has the missiles
he stole from Earth.

He can destroy those pods.

You want to send their transponder
codes to Fred Johnson?

Tycho is near
their flight path.

He could kill a lot,
maybe even all, if we're lucky.

And if he shoots them down
before they reach Mars,

then the attack
never happened.

Maybe a path
to peace for both sides.

If he captures them,
we're handing him another weapon.

I want to do this,
but we all have to agree.

All of us.

All right, I'm in.

It's worth a shot.

I agree.

The fleets near Jupiter

are sustaining heavy losses
on both sides.

Reports of a mutiny somewhere early in
the battle have not been confirmed.

Meanwhile...

Fred, I think
I might have a way

for the Belt to strengthen its position
as an equal player in the system,

and also do some good.

You're not staying, are you?

It's time.

What the fuck is that?