The Expanse (2015–…): Season 3, Episode 9 - Intransigence - full transcript

His vessel should've pancaked with him,
but it's fully intact.

We triggered something
before we understood it.

Maybe this structure isn't
an entrance, but an exit.

I miss you.
Your daughter misses you.

Come home soon.

- Why'd you have to look?
- What in God's name have you been doing?

Guys, something's
going on with the Roci.

I got no control of the ship.

I'm James Holden.
I'm here to declare for the OPA that Belters

are the only legitimate
benefactors of the Ring.

We've struck at
the Inners' vessels...



And we will strike again.

- That's not me.
- Well, it's coming from inside our ship.

Grab continuous singles
of everyone and make sure

we have all six Roci angles
of that explosion,

and, Amos, can you just
keep this corridor clear?

We have to fire on the Rocinante
and we have to do it now,

otherwise they will kill
this ship along with his.

Someone is trying to play you.
Don't fall into it!

Remove her
from the command deck.

Drummer, listen to me!

Christ, the Behemoth's
target-locked us.

What are you doing?
You can't outrun a missile.

- Don't...
- Fire!

Come on, Miller!
Give me something!



Go into a room too fast, kid,

the room eats you.

Alex needs to slow the ship
down or we're all dead.

You need to change course

and go inside
the Ring right now.

This is gonna be nasty.

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Power grid's
still throwing faults.

- We lost it again.
- Reset it.

Yes, bossmang.

What the fuck are you
smiling at, Captain?

First time we fire a weapon,
and this is what we get.

Well, what we got
is what we get.

- Hmm.
- Run the back-scatter through again.

If the torpedo detonated, we
should have seen an explosion.

Nagata?
What are you doing?

Chief Engineer Naomi Nagata,
what are you doing?

Okay, I understand this is
a difficult moment for you,

but we have power failures
throughout the ship,

- and I want you...
- I don't work for you,

and I don't work
for Anderson Dawes.

I gave the order to fire.

You know
we had to do it.

If we hadn't,
the Inners would have...

- If you've killed them...
- Hate me later,

work now.

I'm sorry.

If I killed them, I'm...

I'm sorry.

That torpedo engine,
it's burning like crazy,

but it's not gaining, but...

That thing should've rammed
itself up our tailpipe by now.

But apparently the rules
ain't the rules around here.

Maybe the torpedo
was going too fast.

Miller kept saying
we had to slow down.

It's like
that slingshot asshole.

Hold on a second.
You're saying that

if things go too fast around here,
something gets nervous and grabs them?

That ain't natural.

I don't see any stars.

Are we in some kind of
a gas cloud?

It's like something's
around us.

It's like we're in some
kind of goddamn bubble.

There's so much damn
interference.

This reminds me of Eros.

That's a comforting thought.

Correction,
that torpedo is moving.

It's slow, but
it's definitely moving.

How long
before it hits us?

It's not even heading
towards us anymore.

It's heading here.

I don't even know
what the hell that is.

Miller didn't mention it.

Miller?

I've been seeing him
since the Ring turned on.

Joe Miller? The guy
who died on Venus?

Maybe he isn't exactly dead.

- Maybe he isn't exactly Miller.
- What is he...

Okay, this is a great
conversation for us to have

once we're out of here,
all right?

We're still locked out of comms and weapons.

I don't wanna get into
anyone's firing range

until we can explain that
that message was fake.

The message came from here.

Okay, do we have any thoughts
on how that happened?

Other than something
compromised our ship?

No, I got nothing.

That is our first priority.

We have to make sure...

Hey!

- What did you do?
- Amos.

That fake message was
somebody trying to kill us.

It wasn't me, it wasn't you,
and it wasn't Alex.

It wasn't us.
We would have died too.

I saw you snooping around
the machine shop.

- He didn't do anything.
- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I didn't know.
It was just supposed to be a back door,

so we could get nav
and comm logs,

background information,
stuff you might not tell us.

You piece of shit!
You could have gotten us killed!

I didn't know
it was anything weird.

Hey!

Hey, we got something
coming through the Ring.

It's small.

Looks like a probe.

It's backing out.

That's it?

How would I... Hold on.

Something else
is coming through.

Looks like the Xuesen.

They matched our course.

- Are they hailing us?
- Comms are dead.

There's no way to tell.

They target-locked us.
That could just be their way of saying stop.

If we stop,
they'll board us.

Are you ready
to give up this ship?

No. We keep going.

Their torpedoes won't work
any better than the last one.

That's good.

We need our comms online.

We need to talk to that ship.

You're gonna tell me

everything I need to know
to unfuck this ship.

I'm telling you,
I don't know what I did.

Let's see if I can get
some inside information.

Miller?

Talk to me.

What do you want me to find?

Miller!

And in
light of the changed circumstances

regarding the attack
on the Seung Un

and the unexpected activity
of the Ring artifact,

I am immediately recalling
all civilian presence

from the UN mission.

The UNN Countee Cullen

will take all
non-military personnel

to Corely Station on Titan
for debriefing.

Return transport will
be coordinated from there.

I would not take this step
if I were not certain

it is the best way
to ensure your safety.

Thank you all
for your service

and your bravery.

You see they offering
triple hazard pay

- for contractors that stay?
- Mmm-hmm.

Time and a half I'll do.
Triple time?

- Someone's gonna die.
- I see that, too.

I'm taking my ass to Titan.
Where's Ren?

Pretty sure he was on the Seung Un.

- Shit, I didn't know that.
- Mmm-hmm.

Probably sleeping one off.

Died the way he lived.

Show some respect.

We should probably clean
out his locker before we go.

For his family.

Yeah, okay.

I understand the evacuation,
I do.

It's just,
it's so frustrating.

I wish we could
stay on board.

I feel the same.

To come so close
and be turned aside...

If only there were a way.

Miss Fagan.

Have you come to share
in our disappointment?

Me?

Oh, no.

Well, at least the company
will be good on Titan.

I'm sure you'll have
a lovely time.

You don't plan to join us?

That would be telling.

I'm starting to wonder
if she's even here.

It'd be just like her
to ditch her own party.

We really should be
getting underway.

I know. I'll find them.

Oh, so now
you think you know me?

Your actions
speak for themselves.

I'm not asking
for your permission.

You are not going to
humiliate this family.

This family
is not my problem!

Will you both
do this later, please?

I am not going to allow any daughter of mine

- to go whoring around the Belt.
- Whoring?

Is that what you think I am?

- I don't know what you are.
- Please?

You were going to announce your
retirement from the racing team, tonight,

in front of everyone,
without telling me...

Do you think I wouldn't
rather come to you?

You think that I like having
a father who cares more

about what everyone else
thinks than about me?

Stop being ridiculous.

I always listen to you.

- He does.
- You are so ungrateful.

You're small-minded
and spoiled and stupid...

Fuck you!

Fuck you.

Everything you do
is corrupt,

and I can't stand
to be part of it.

I gave you everything.

I don't want it.

I'm done.

Julie.

Party's over. Send them home.

I'm pulling the racing team
for the rest of the season.

We'll pick up next year once your,
uh, sister comes to her senses.

I could take over for her.

Don't be absurd.

I didn't know it would
do anything like this.

- Who was your contact?
- I never met them.

- Try again.
- I don't know.

I swear.

But will this help?

Alex?

Yeah?

Will this help you
fix the comms?

I'll be damned if I know.
That's a Naomi thing.

Yeah, I knew you were
gonna say that.

All right,
I'll take it from here.

You did this, so you're gonna
have to answer for it.

I'm gonna ask you this once,
and then I'm gonna kill her.

No.

How do I fix my ship?

We don't know...

Let him answer.

Answer me!

Alex, what now?

The Xuesen just launched
a couple of probes.

One's heading back
to the Ring.

They just ran that first probe
faster and faster

until it got stopped
by whatever,

and now it's being
dragged into the center

like the Behemoth torpedo.

How fast was it going
when it got stopped?

Just over 18,000 kp/h.

Okay, so now we have
a speed limit.

Yep, and the Xuesen
is accelerating to match,

which, incidentally,
is more than we're doing,

so yeah,
they're gonna catch us.

I'm not interested
in being caught.

Match their course and speed.

Stay ahead of them.

Done.

That other probe...

It's not going
through the Ring.

It's heading
towards the bubble.

Hoss, that second probe...

It's gone.

What do you mean,
"it's gone"?

It went back out of the Ring?

No, no,
that looks different.

See, the probe maintained
the speed limit

and then touched the other
side of that bubble,

and then something happened
to it, like, um...

Blinked out of existence.

Well, we should probably
keep away from the edges then.

Yeah, that's
a good safety tip.

So, we, um...

We turn, and
the MCRN catches us.

And we go straight,

and we're gonna reach
the other side of that bubble.

We have until then
to figure out another option.

Martian skiff
just come out of da Ring.

Ah, good to know
that's possible.

They putting out broadcast.

Uh, to me.

All ships in the vicinity,
this is an MCRN priority alert.

We have determined that
electromagnetic distortion

through the Ring is too severe
for comms to penetrate.

The MCRN Xuesen
is on the other side

in pursuit of the Rocinante
and will apprehend.

We strongly advise against
anyone going through the Ring

until we have fully
assessed the situation.

MCRN out.

Where is our Chief Engineer?

Checking up on me?

Yeah, that too, yeah.

When will the grid
be stabilized?

I'll have it patched
by the end of shift,

but the system's designed
as a generation ship,

not for battle.

Well, it's not the best tool
for the job,

but it's the tool we have.

I have news.

Your friends survived.

- What?
- Yeah, well, it seems they did, anyway.

The MCRN poked their head
back out to tell us all

that they get
to arrest Holden,

and that we should just sit on
our hands while they do it.

Not the sort of thing they'd say if
the Rocinante had been destroyed.

- Is the ship damaged?
- I don't know.

What about Holden's
transmission?

- And the Seung Un...
- I don't know about any of that,

but we will soon.

We're going through?

We didn't come all the way out here
to be told to stay in our place.

I'm glad, you know,
that your old crew survived.

I'm happy for you,
and I'm happy for them.

- I never wanted them dead.
- You fired on them.

Technically,
the Captain did that,

but I would have done
the same.

We needed to make a show of it
for the Inners,

so they wouldn't
lump us in with Holden.

If they'd blamed us for
the Seung Un...

- We would have been in a real fight.
- Holden didn't do any of that.

- He's being framed.
- I believe you.

So, you're okay with
killing innocent people?

That just makes it worse.

Not if they protect mine.

Now, I know what you're feeling.
Guilty, key??

Because we put
your old crew in danger.

Well, guilt is like salt.

You put a little on,
and it hides all the bitterness.

I don't know
what you're on about.

I miss my old crew, too.

Tynan was a good ship,
good people.

Mosh gut pirata in the Belt.

Why did you leave them?

I outgrew, the way you
outgrew your old ship.

But then something happens,
doesn't it, hmm?

Makes us forget.

Remember only the good times,

and we start thinking, oh,
maybe we can get them back,

be who we used to be,

or the prettied-up version
we remember.

It's not so wrong to try.

Nah, it never works.

You let nostalgia trick you,

and you'll regret it badly.

You left your old crew
for a reason.

I left the OPA long before
I left the Roci.

And now you're back here
with us, and we need you here.

I'll fix the ship.

Fair enough.

Hoss?

Everything okay in there?

Hey.

I would've called down.

I just didn't wanna interrupt,
you know, just in case you were, um...

Uh, so, um...

There's no, uh, Miller?

Miller!

Jeez.

Get your hands
off of me, you son of a...

You can't do this to us!

- Amos, stop! Stop!
- We didn't do anything bad.

- You can't space them!
- Yes, I can.

This ain't
gonna help anything.

- Help us, he's crazy!
- You better button up.

I thought you said they
were helping you fix the comms.

They don't know
how to fix it.

- I checked.
- How's this gonna help?

Well, I was thinking,
since the comms are down,

the only way to communicate
is in person.

And Mars isn't looking to arrest
them for stealing a ship, so...

You, too. Put your lid on.

I was just gonna send the camera guy,
but with the vac suit gloves on...

You know, how when he...

I mean, the man's blind.

It's time to go.

Hey, wait!

Make sure you tell them we
didn't blow up the Seung Un.

Tell them what
really happened, please.

All non-essential personnel

are required to report
to a debarkation officer

for assignment
to an evac transport.

Anyone who does not comply
with this directive

will be forcibly removed and placed
upon the first available ship.

It's fascinating, isn't it?

It certainly is.

It's not going to be the same,
seeing it from Titan.

It'll be exactly the same.

A screen is a screen.

Yes, that's true.
It's just...

I was just trying
to make you feel good.

It won't be the same
at all.

There is no substitute
for actually being here.

When are you shipping out?

- When am I shipping out?
- Mmm-hmm.

Really, Pastor?
Aren't you married?

Yes, I'm...

Married.

You're not leaving,
are you?

No. I'm in
for the whole ride.

How did you manage that?

Blackmail. Well,
technically extortion,

but blackmail
just sounds good.

The executive officer
is about to retire,

and, well,
he's applied for a job

at one of
my mother's companies.

It's the way of the world.

Do you think you can
pull strings for me too?

Why would you want that?

Why do you?

Oh, I'm an aging debutante,

papering my emptiness
and regrets

with thrill-seeking.

Your turn.

It's the first miracle that's
happened in my lifetime.

It's the only miracle that's
happened in my lifetime.

And it's not
a miracle-miracle, but...

It changes everything,
and to be so close,

and then just turn away?
It seems wrong.

If I said I felt called...

- That would be pushing it.
- It would.

If I said I really needed
to see what's out there?

Closer.

You want to indulge
in a selfish desire

to be a part
of something amazing.

Yeah.

We've struck
at the Inner's vessels...

I knew there was
something off about this guy.

Hero to the solar system,
my ass.

Makes you wonder what
else he was lying about.

Everything he said he did,
probably.

Well, when the Dusters catch him,
we'll know for sure.

I put in for full benefits
on the aborted run.

- Ah, you're never gonna get that.
- Can't hurt to try.

He's not gonna need it.

I wanna see his admin files.

Hey.

Performance reviews.

"Soledad has decent
technical knowledge,

"but she keeps starting
social drama"?

- True.
- Asshole.

What's he say about me?

Stannislaw Kulp.

Good mark for competence,
somehow.

Put you in for a promotion.

Aw, Ren,
you shouldn't have.

Melba Koh.

"Melba is new, and has some
gaps in her knowledge base."

- Yeah, that's also true.
- Put it back.

No, there's some good.

"She has some real potential.
With a little mentoring,

"she could be
an outstanding technician.

"Worth investing in."

Not tonight.

I arranged
this party for you.

Now everyone's gone,
and all they're gonna talk about

is what a train wreck it was.

Let them.

Let them?

They're not just gonna
talk about you.

It's gonna be about me
and Father. You humiliated us.

Father has moved heaven
and Earth for you.

You treat him
like less than shit.

- I'm tired of it.
- You're tired of what?

Tired of you and your
holier-than-thou crap.

Where are you going?

Slumming with
your precious Belters?

Saving humanity from itself?

Do you even know how
condescending you are?

You're such a narcissist.

Do not walk away from me.

Don't you dare
turn your back on me.

I am through
being humiliated by you.

Our father is a damaged man.

You're never gonna be
good enough for him.

How about now?

No.

Nothing.

Couldn't shut Miller up
before, now he's just gone.

Maybe going through the Ring
broke him, I don't know.

How about you guys?

Weapons and comms
are fucked.

Whatever Cohen did to the Roci,
it got in deep.

It's gonna take a shipyard
to fix her.

All right.

We can't turn
or the Martians get us.

We can't keep going or we hit
the side of this bubble and die.

We can't talk to anyone,
and we can't shoot our way out.

Our only hope
is that Monica and Cohen

- put in a good word for us.
- Yeah, um...

I wouldn't
really count on that.

Alex thinks
I was too hard on them.

I was being gentle.

I mean, I kind of wish
you'd run it by me first.

- Sorry, Cap.
- It's all right.

Okay, so
what are we gonna do?

Surrender.

We slow down,
let them board us,

they'll see we were sabotaged,
and it'll clear our names.

Maybe for
the terrorism thing,

but they're gonna take
the Roci.

Yeah, probably.

It's either that or we die.

I didn't think
it'd end like this.

Oye, Beltalowda.

Listen up.

This is your Captain,

and this is your ship.

This is your moment.

You might think
that you're scared,

but you're not.

That isn't fear.

That's your sharpness.

That's your power.

We are Belters.

Nothing in the void is foreign to us.

The place we go

is the place we belong.

This is no different.

No one has more right
to this,

none more prepared.

Inyalowda
go through the Ring,

call it their own,

but a Belter opened it!

We are the Belt!

We are strong,

we are sharp,

and we don't feel fear.

This moment belong to us!

For Beltalowda!

- Beltalowda!
- Yeah!

Beltalowda!

Yeah!

Beltalowda!

Evac transport for
Titan Corley Station is now boarding.

Please leave all baggage
on the counters,

and be sure
it is properly tagged.

The UN
cannot be responsible...

Hector.

Anna, are you
on this skiff too?

I'm not,
and neither are you.

- I'm gonna lose my place.
- Your place isn't there.

I found a way
for us to stay.

Just don't ask too many
questions, because it's...

Excuse me, ma'am.

That's him.

Ensign, you're out of uniform.
Come with me, please.

No, I can't.

Come now,
and it won't be desertion.

I signed up to fight Dusters and Skinnies,
not whatever the hell that thing is.

You're a marine,
for God's sake...

You saw what happened
to the Arboghast.

Do you feel safe?

Lock me up on Titan.
I'm not going through that thing.

Get him out of here.

- Sorry for the disturbance.
- Hey.

Safe travels.

What's wrong?

No, no, no.
I can't go through.

I... There are rules.
I can't...

I thought you wanted
to see it for yourself.

To come so close
to be turned away...

- I can't.
- You're frightened.

Me too.

But so frightened that
you're willing to pass up

your chance
to be part of this?

It's first contact.

It's not going
to happen twice.

I would go if it were
just me, I would.

But I have a family.

My son is 11.

I can't risk him growing up
without a father.

The only thing that I see
within that Ring

is more darkness
and blood,

at the foot of a false idol.

I was wrong before.

God is not with us
out here.

Closing doors.

Hello, my love. I, uh...

I don't know how
to say this, but I'm...

I'm going through the Ring.

With the transmission delay,
you won't get this message

until I've already done it,

and I won't hear
your voice, uh,

until I'm back. And, uh...

I will...

I'll be back.

Wow.

Parallel frequency ships are go.

Security protocols are engaged.

We're still waiting
on skiff departures.

Hi.

I've seen you around the ship,
but we haven't actually met. I'm Anna.

- My name is Melba.
- Hi.

Are you staying aboard
for the transit?

- Yes.
- Yeah.

Me too, but now that
I've committed, I'm...

I'm kinda feeling overwhelmed.

I know what that's like.

Am I bothering you?

No, I'm just...

No, it's fine.

What made you
decide to stay?

Where's Julie?

Bitch finally left.

Don't talk about
your sister that way.

You called her worse tonight.

She knows how to make me angry,
that's true.

She reminds me what it
was like to be young.

She has passion.

She spat in your face.

You admire her for it?

She has the will to take
our name into the future.

She refuses to be stopped,
even by me.

What do you do?

Plan parties.

Melba?

Are you all right?

The hazard pay.

I stayed for the hazard pay.

If you'll excuse me.

You don't know me,
but I worked with your father.

Ren was a friend to me,
and I'm sorry he's gone.

I need to get a message
to my father.

His name is Jules-Pierre Mao.

Yeah, that one.

Daddy,

everything you feared about the
protomolecule has come to pass.

And instead of being
hailed as a visionary,

you're rotting away in jail.

I can't fix that.

But I can destroy the man
who brought you low.

And that's something
Julie never could,

and never would do for you.

I just wanted you
to know that.

I thought Ashford
was being paranoid.

"Lock down the skiff,"
he say.

I say, "Why?"

He say, "To keep anyone
from deserting."

I say, "Why would anyone
desert now?"

So?

Why?

I came back
for the wrong reasons.

I'm a wrong reason now?

The Belt is in your blood.

We are your people.

And I love you.

I always will.

But you're going
back to them...

Your Inners.

I didn't understand
what I was leaving.

I was being...

Nostalgic.

Hmm.

And without even
a word to me?

I was afraid
you wouldn't let me go.

You underestimate me.

Don't go too fast out there.

What are you slowing down for?
You were doing fine.

Where the hell
have you been?

Come on, we gotta
get to the crime scene.

- We gotta check out the clues.
- No, no more crime stories.

I wanna know
exactly what you know.

Oh.

So you wanna talk about the
non-local quantum hologram,

the phase-conjugate
adaptive waves

resonating in micro-tubules
in the brain,

which of course requires
some closed-timeline curves

and Lorentzian manifold,
and...

You catch up, I'll wait.

- So, a crime scene?
- Crime scene.

We gotta go. Come on,
to the station, to the nucleus.

That thing in
the middle of the place

that grabbed the ship
and the torpedoes?

I got a case to solve,
and you want the truth.

You seem different.

Oh, um...

The signal's pretty good
inside the Ring.

It's, uh... It's really good.

So you coming or not?

Rocinante,

it's Naomi.

I'm coming home.

Roci, do you copy?

Guys?

It's me.

Hang in there.

I'm coming.