The Expanse (2015–…): Season 4, Episode 10 - Cibola Burn - full transcript
[pensive instrumental music]
♪ ♪
[woman singing in Norwegian]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[whooshing]
[screams]
[Holden] Doc!
[Holden grunting]
[Elvi whimpering]
Are you all right?
Yes.
No.
No.
I don't know.
I don't know.
[soft dramatic music]
He's gone.
♪ ♪
All those big energy emitters
on the surface have stopped.
Every single one of them, dead.
Same with the moons.
♪ ♪
I'm gonna try
the reactor again.
[reactor whirs]
[computer chirping]
♪ ♪
[electricity crackling]
- [lights snap]
[Naomi] Yes!
- We're good to go.
- Yes!
[laughs]
[panting]
The Barb's reactor
is back on line.
[Naomi]
The Edward Israel's too.
Edward Israel,
this is the gunship Rocinante.
I've target-locked
your drive cone.
You and me are about to have
a very serious conversation.
[panting softly]
♪ ♪
- [gasps]
- Oh!
[sighs]
[Amos] Cap?
How bad is it?
I'm a little messed up.
Let's get you outta here.
♪ ♪
[Felcia] Rocinante,
tether is free and clear.
[Alex] Roger that,
Barbapiccola.
Correcting orbit now.
[engines whooshing]
- Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- We did it!
[man] Yes!
[Felcia] We did it!
We saved the ore!
[man speaking indistinctly]
We did it.
And we will make the Inners
answer for what they did.
[Lucia] Yes.
We will all answer
for what we did.
[Ashford] I suppose this could
have been Marco's space.
This net is not old.
It would have drifted away
long ago.
Someone was working here
recently.
[woman] Cluster was mined out
over 60 years ago.
These rock just iron-nickel,
worth nating nada.
Ah, so much for your big tip.
Show me flight paths
for all ships in this vicinity
in past three months.
[woman] Copy.
[indistinct chatter]
Wait, wait.
Yes, this ship.
This one turned transponder off
approaching cluster...
and back on leaving.
Ah, what were you doing here?
Find this ship.
Put us on course for intercept.
[woman]
Yes, bosmang.
[man screams]
[clears throat]
Maybe we just got another tip.
[screams]
[groaning, panting]
- That was my favorite one.
- Oso fo mi.
So far.
- [pliers clank]
[Ashford] Get out.
You heard him.
- Get out!
- [exhales]
He was not supposed
to do that.
Guess he's not
the chain-of-command type.
Well, you might as well
keep this, huh, as a souvenir.
[chuckles]
You intend to let me go.
Well, at this point,
everything is possible.
- Who can say?
- You can say.
Yeah?
I can.
But it depends
on what you say next.
I told you what I know.
You led us to some
mined-out rocks
where Marco Inaros
was nowhere to be found.
I told you where he was.
I never said
he'd still be there.
The ship Marco threw at Earth
was using Martian technology.
So why would Mars be helping
a Belter terrorist?
I don't answer for my planet.
Then you should answer
for yourself.
Why were you helping him?
Money.
Unbelievable.
A Martian naval officer,
mercenary for
a vicious Belter thug.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
[scoffs]
Yeah, well,
Mars ain't what it used to be.
♪ ♪
Yeah, Marco feels the same.
The Sohiros are brutes
but dependable in their hate.
They keep keen eyes and ears
on Inaros
and those who help him.
So we know
you were at Ceres Station.
Just tell me
what you were doing there.
I was on vacation.
I like to gamble.
The brothels are nice too.
You know, Belters can be
surprisingly flexible...
You are an MCRN supply officer
with access to the arsenal
at Callisto.
You were selling Inaros
weapons, weren't you?
Well, properly applied,
anything can be a weapon.
Kindness can be a weapon.
♪ ♪
Do you know
what kind of man Marco is?
I'm pretty sure
I have a good idea.
He's angry,
like many Belters his age,
bitter about our lot in life
and searching for a way
to vent his rage.
He is smart.
He is brave, yes, very brave,
but also very naive
because he believes that
violence is the only way
to get what he feels
is his due.
He's got a lot
of company there.
Violence is indiscriminate.
If you use it as a tool,
it will do more
than just kill your enemies.
Sometimes it will kill
the ones you love most.
Now, the Rings are a chance
for all of us
to start over again
if we can put
our old hatreds aside.
This is the time
for Inners and Belters
to join hands
and, together, build.
[panting]
I actually agree with you.
Not about
the holding hands part
but the rest, in theory,
definitely.
I don't know where Marco is,
but beating me
is not gonna change that.
Or is all this talk of putting
our hate aside just talk?
♪ ♪
[door clicks, whooshes]
♪ ♪
[blowing]
[pliers thunk]
♪ ♪
[indistinct announcements
over P.A. system]
[indistinct chatter]
[Leelee] What the hell
do you think you're doing?
- None of your fucking business.
[Leelee] Funny.
That's exactly
what I was gonna tell you.
You wanted out.
You're out.
So stay out.
Fuck.
[Bobbie]
You were following him too.
You don't trust him either.
I'd happily mop the floor
with the three of you again.
And when the cops come
to break it all up,
we can have a nice
long conversation
about all the rotten things
we've done.
Sound good?
How about
we compare notes instead?
I couldn't find much about
Beltran in the public record...
- Me neither.
- so I trailed him
to a naval logistics office
in New Londres.
- He's a desk jockey.
- What's his rank?
I think he's a sergeant.
The security codes
he's been supplying us with
are high-level,
typically restricted
to commanding officers only.
They're way above
his pay grade.
He's crooked.
That's why Esai hired him.
Maybe he's
an intelligence officer.
How did he and Esai connect?
I asked Esai that.
He said they met on
a joint MVPD-MCRN task force
a while back
and they just hit it off.
[rhythmic beat
playing over radio]
Look, Esai knows
what he's doing.
No, he wants this score so bad,
it's clouding his judgment.
Think about it.
Beltran waltzes in,
helps us pull off
a few good operations,
builds some trust, and then
brings in a big, fat score.
It's low risk, lots of money.
It's way too good to be true.
- You really think it's a setup?
- Yeah.
But why, and why now,
after all the jobs we've pulled?
I don't know.
But I don't like the fact
that Esai has no idea
what merchandise he's moving.
You like Esai.
I'm just trying to keep him
from doing anything stupid.
And me too, of course.
That, unfortunately,
is unavoidable.
[laughs softly]
[sighs]
So you gonna go through with it?
It's a lot of money.
♪ ♪
Are you gonna rat us out?
No.
Okay.
Okay.
♪ ♪
The customs agent
in the salvage yard,
he was shaking me down
to try and renegotiate his cut.
He got physical, so I did too.
He took a bad tumble,
and that was it.
I never meant to kill him.
♪ ♪
You should probably
roll that a little tighter.
Sorry.
- [grunts]
- [yelps]
[soft dramatic music]
[Holden] Stay.
♪ ♪
How you doing?
I'm okay.
[Elvi]
The bleeding is under control.
But he's going to need regrowth
gel as soon as possible.
What'd you see in there?
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
It was more like I felt it.
I know that sounds crazy, but...
I could feel the spaces
between things.
Something was there...
a presence,
moving towards me.
I've felt it too,
every time we go through a Ring.
You're not crazy.
♪ ♪
I might rather be.
We can talk more about it
when we get back to the ship.
[sighs]
If we get back to the ship.
I'm not sure
I'm up for a long walk...
especially if we have
to carry deadweight.
♪ ♪
[Holden] That looks climbable.
That looks like sky to me.
Wait here.
I'll check it out.
Maybe we can get a signal
up there.
Oh, and, Amos,
don't kill him while I'm gone.
[sighs]
He has it coming.
I know,
but it's important to me.
Promise.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[grunting]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[Holden] Rocinante.
Jim?
[Holden] Can you hear me?
Yes.
Are you all right?
That depends.
Are you?
[Naomi] We're fine, all of us.
Physics and fusion
are back to normal.
And the reactors on all the
ships are back up and on line.
[Holden] Thank God.
I'm with Amos,
Dr. Okoye, and Murtry.
We're wounded
and we need evac and...
I'm not sure where we are.
Uh...
Cap, we're showing you roughly
800 kilometers
from First Landing.
[Holden] I'm not surprised.
- How the hell?
[Holden] It's a long story.
I'll tell you all about it
when you pick us up.
[Naomi] We're on our way.
♪ ♪
[thrusters whooshing]
[indistinct chatter]
If he know nothing more,
why waste the air?
Yeah.
We make lesson wit im.
Oh, ya?
Why just him?
Why not all his friends
and family?
Ya.
Why not?
He is not only himself.
He is everyone
who cares for him, huh?
Does he have a son or a daughter
who would seek revenge
or a father who works
in the yards
where your ship is repaired
or maybe a lover, huh,
who grows food for your stocks?
Yes, show your strength,
but then show them a smile,
and most will give you
what you want.
Marco knows this.
It's what makes him
so dangerous.
We also dangerous.
[woman]
Oye, bosmang.
It look like they feeding
chromium into the reactor
fo make it seem
more dirty than it is.
Ah, this is Inaros' ship.
I feel it in my bones.
- Have they changed course?
- No.
They maintain deceleration burn.
Still not sure
where they're going.
Yeah, monitor them closely.
And keep us in front
of their drive plume.
Ya, ya.
They na gonya see us coming.
[screen whirs]
Ah, ke.
Okay, Marco, what are you up to?
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Marco took two rocks,
two chunks of iron.
Ah, he's planning an attack.
Yes, with slag asteroids.
[mutters indistinctly]
Maybe throw them?
Yes, throw them at Tycho
and even Ceres.
Revenge against Fred Johnson
and Anderson Dawes
for what they tried
to do to him,
all with the help of Mars.
How does any of that help Mars?
That's a good question.
Ah, perhaps our Martian
can help us with that.
[choking]
[gurgles]
The dream of Mars isn't dead.
- It's about to be writ large.
[Ashford] Don't do it!
[grunts]
[screams]
[gunshots]
Beratna!
[sobs]
♪ ♪
[wind whistling]
[ship whirring]
[medical devices
chirping softly]
I take it
I'm on the Rocinante.
You're not a guest.
You're a prisoner.
Thanks for clearing that up.
Hey.
You okay?
I did all this
to save my family,
and now I'm never going
to see them again.
Well, I'm sure I can talk Holden
into bringing them aboard
so you guys can have a moment.
They will not want to see me.
You got to.
Whatever happens afterwards,
if you don't tell them
how you feel,
you're always gonna regret it.
I waited too long
with my family.
When I was finally ready
to be honest...
it was too late.
I need to send a report
to Avasarala.
We've been out of contact
for a while.
The Belters
don't have to leave now.
They can borrow
against the ore
and they'll have
relief supplies out there
before we reach Medina.
Are we going to let them stay?
We were never here
to kick anyone out.
Only thing that's changed
is that
all the people
shooting at each other
are either dead
or headed for trial.
Including Lucia.
Whether she intended it or not,
a lot of people died
on that shuttle.
♪ ♪
She didn't mean
for anyone to die,
but they'll still
make an example out of her.
I got the chance
to remake myself,
redeem myself.
Lucia won't get that chance.
♪ ♪
No.
She won't.
And that's a tragedy.
The way she got
thrown out of the Roci
and into space
despite your best efforts
to save her...
I'll make sure
to note that in my report.
[both chuckle softly]
[Holden] All protomolecule on
Ilus is now completely inert.
And without that trigger,
the alien structures
will remain inert as well.
At the end of the day,
I guess the only
real danger here
was what we brought with us.
[indistinct chatter]
The Belters
and the RCE science team
have decided
to stay on the planet,
working together
to rebuild the settlement
and continue
scientific analysis.
We're coordinating
with the Edward Israel
to take on detainees for trial
as well as move
any additional personnel
and supplies to the surface.
The Roci will escort
the Barbapiccola
back through the Ring so the
Belters can sell their ore.
After what
they've been through,
it's the least we can do.
The Edward Israel will
remain in orbit in support,
parachuting down supplies
as needed
- until relief ships arri...
- [device blips]
Ma'am, this might actually
be good for us.
You were the one who sent Holden
and the Roci
down to New Terra.
Without them,
things could've gone much worse.
The story will be about
how a group of desperate
Belter refugees
and Earth scientists
overcome their prejudices
to stand together
against disaster
on an alien world.
And they made a fortune.
The villains
are dead OPA extremists
and murderous
corporate security,
defeated by the forces of good
for the benefit of all.
Nancy Gao couldn't have
a better narrative
if she had written it herself.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
[woman over P.A. system]
Passengers,
until further notice,
service is suspended
at this station.
We will update you shortly.
[speaking Belter]
[tense music]
[man]
Looks like a cardiac arrest.
Do a tox screen.
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
[keypad chirping]
[line ringing]
[phone trilling]
[device chirps]
♪ ♪
What's up?
Nothing.
Radio silence from here on out.
Fuck.
[Esai] Here's the package.
Where's the money?
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
- Esai, it's an ambush!
[man] Shoot her!
[man] Shoot them all!
[Esai] God damn it!
There's no need for this!
- [men shouting]
- [gunshots]
[men yelling]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[gunshots]
[man] Go, go, go!
Elevator open!
[gunfire]
♪ ♪
[men shouting]
♪ ♪
What the fuck?
Get out of here!
- Now!
- [whimpers]
♪ ♪
[men shouting]
♪ ♪
[man]
Left a present for you, bitch!
[device beeping]
[Bobbie] Stop!
[gunshots]
♪ ♪
[device trills and whirs]
Oh, fuck!
[explosion]
[alarms blaring]
[dome rumbling]
[air whooshing]
[electricity crackling]
[alarms blaring]
[debris crashing]
[panting]
[yelping]
[indistinct chatter]
[indistinct announcements
over P.A. system]
[Bobbie]
We're all supposed to be dead.
That was the plan
from the start.
Whose plan?
Not Beltran's.
They killed him too.
[foreboding music]
[Bobbie] There was stealth tech
in those containers.
The Belters must have had help
from someone high up enough
on the food chain to get through
restricted military space.
We need to get off-planet.
I have a cousin on Ceres.
We can go there
until things cool off.
You should go, then.
I've got other plans.
What are you gonna do,
take on the entire
fucking military by yourself?
Not by myself.
Good luck.
Wait.
I'm sorry I got you
into all of this.
Don't be.
At least now
I've got something to do.
[laughs softly]
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[wind whistling]
[indistinct chatter]
[tools whirring]
[Carol] This is the last of it.
The Belter camp is all clear.
- Jakob, anything else?
- Just this.
[Elvi] The Belters have started
calling it Second Landing.
Which technically
is not accurate.
They can call it
whatever they want.
It'll work
as a base of operations
until we can set up
a more permanent camp
closer to the artifact.
I think we're gonna
have to add exo-archaeologist
to your résumé.
I want to understand
what really happened,
the war between
those two ancient species.
[Fayez] If there's one thing
geologists are good at doing,
it's digging for answers.
I'll watch her back.
I'm gonna convince the UN
to give you all the resources
you need.
You really believe the artifact
is still a danger to us?
I went inside it.
I'm still here.
[Holden] I think we should
do whatever we can
to make sure
we're not the second
galaxy-spanning civilization
it wipes out.
Galaxy-spanning?
[Holden] We are now.
♪ ♪
[Felcia] We'll sell the ore
at Pala Station,
and after that,
I'll move on to a transport
at Tycho Station,
and then it's just
a week over to Ceres.
[Lucia]
I hear Tycho is beautiful.
I'm excited to see it.
I'll be there for a few days.
You be careful now, huh?
Lot of things go on
at a Belter port
that a teenage girl should not
know anything about...
She'll be fine.
She's too smart to mess up
this close to her dream.
Thank you, Mama.
[Jakob] Never forget
that you are in our hearts.
We're always here for you.
Chike, you take care of them.
They're your family now too.
I'll come visit you in space.
[Jakob laughs]
You do that.
All of you.
♪ ♪
Good-bye.
[Jakob] Good-bye.
[Lucia] Good-bye. We love you.
[screen blips]
♪ ♪
[Holden] I don't see
anything else down there.
That's all of it.
[Naomi] It'll be nice to get rid
of the protomolecule for good.
Last thing I said to Miller
was that rain
doesn't taste like anything.
Shitty last words to a friend.
What would you say
if you had another chance?
I'd like to know,
if you'd like to share.
I'll go set up
the torpedo flight plan.
Just tell me when you're ready.
♪ ♪
You were right about everything.
You warned us,
but we're charging
through the doors anyway.
If we have any chance
at surviving what comes next,
it'll be because of you.
♪ ♪
Rest in peace, brother.
[somber dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Let's give him a minute.
Your hand looks good.
I'm gonna test it out right now.
♪ ♪
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
[Naomi] Fred.
A long time ago,
we made a bargain.
I upheld my end.
And now it's your turn.
I need you to help me
find someone.
His name is Filip Inaros.
He's my son.
I have to find him before
his father gets him killed.
♪ ♪
[door whooshes]
The suspense is killing me.
You lost your leg brace.
You all healed up?
Yeah.
Tendons finally finished
growing in.
Why do you care?
I don't wanna beat the shit
out of you if you're gimpy.
We're fighting, are we?
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
You made me kill Wei.
I liked Wei.
[blow lands]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Thank you.
[crowd chanting]
Go with Gao! Go with Gao!
[Gao]
Your faith in my vision...
in our shared vision...
is going to change
the arc of our species.
I intend to dedicate
my first term
to fully opening
the Ring Gates
for exploration
and for colonization.
[applause]
And we shall all embrace...
[volume lowering]
this historic opportunity...
I've been summoned to Luna.
Summoned?
Gao's transition team
has asked me to meet them
at Armstrong Complex.
You could always say no.
That would make me
look ungracious.
And if you go?
Everyone will see
she is setting the agenda.
Never ends.
She won.
She gets to set the agenda.
Has given to us.
Luna might be nice.
We haven't had a vacation
together since...
When did we go to Titan?
You know,
I can't remember either.
[laughs softly]
It might be better if I stayed.
[soft dramatic music]
I have a new semester
to prepare for.
And I think we both
need time to adjust.
♪ ♪
- You're angry with me.
[Arjun] No.
I just feel that, um...
Come with me.
♪ ♪
Please.
♪ ♪
You should go alone.
♪ ♪
[Avasarala] Nancy,
by the time you see this,
you will be Secretary-General.
This will be your chair,
and the system will look
very different from it.
This isn't a job I wanted.
I didn't seek it out.
Once I had it,
it was hard to think
of letting it go.
It won't be easy for you either.
It won't be simple.
And I'll be rooting for you.
If there is anything
I can offer that will help,
any wisdom I can pass on,
it is this.
This chair is not a throne.
We're not queens.
The work we do here is critical,
but it is not all that we are.
Don't forget the rest
of yourself while you do this.
Your time will end too,
and you will want a life
to return to
once this is done.
As for policy
and the direction
you're taking Earth
and all her peoples,
well, we disagree.
One of us is wrong.
I think it's you.
But I hope it's me.
Good luck.
Our future is in your hands now.
♪ ♪
[device blips]
[Bobbie] Ma'am,
I know we didn't leave
on the best terms,
but you're the only one
I can trust to tell.
There's something rotten
on Mars within the military,
some kind of weapons
trafficking with Belters.
I don't know how high up
or what it's for,
not yet,
but it feels dangerous.
Assuming your offer to work
together is still open,
I accept.
I think we need each other.
Bobbie, your timing sucks.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[electricity fizzling]
[alarm blaring]
Report?
[man] All scopes blind.
EMP charge scram reactor.
All hands, we are under attack.
Prepare to rebel boarders.
♪ ♪
[guns clicking]
[explosion]
[gunshots, glass shattering]
♪ ♪
- [gunfire]
- [grunts]
[grunts softly]
[gunfire]
- [grunting]
- [groans]
[screaming]
[alarm continues blaring]
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
[gunfire]
[grunts]
It's just you and me now, Marco.
[man] Well, not "just."
[Marco] This is Klaes Ashford...
traitor to the Belt.
This is Filip,
my son.
♪ ♪
Nothing you do now
will stop what's coming.
[air lock blares, whooshes]
You're not even
going to try to convince me
to spare your life?
Why would I waste the last few
precious moments I have?
[Marco scoffs]
I'm genuinely going to miss you.
- [device beeps]
[Ashford] You do know, Marco,
that throwing rocks
at Tycho or Ceres
will do little
to harm the Inners.
I agree.
The only real victims there
would be Belters.
Those days are over now.
- [Marco sighs]
- [boot clacks]
You still don't see it.
Eh, don't see what?
[Marco] Can't even imagine it.
This has always been a problem
for our kind.
Even our dreams are small.
Die in darkness,
beratna.
[laughs softly]
- [beep]
- [alarm blares]
♪ To the execution dock ♪
♪ I have come ♪
♪ Tili go ♪
♪ To the execution block ♪
[doors clunking]
♪ For to sail ♪
- ♪ I was sick ♪
- [door whirs]
♪ And nigh to death ♪
♪ But I vow
with my every breath ♪
[voice dwindling]
♪ Fo go with wisdom ways ♪
♪ When I sail ♪♪
[somber violin music]
♪ ♪
[device blips]
[dramatic music]
[thrusters whooshing]
♪ ♪
[Marco] Cut thrust.
[indistinct chatter]
Adjust trim
to match target vector.
[woman] All good.
- Release grapples.
[woman] Copy that.
♪ ♪
And launch.
[thrusters whooshing]
What about
their asteroid spotter?
We learned a lot
about their capabilities
from the ship I threw at them,
enough to pick trajectories
to minimize risk of detection.
But even their best instruments
are barely able to penetrate
Martian stealth tech.
The Earthers
will never see them coming.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[woman singing in Norwegian]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[whooshing]
[screams]
[Holden] Doc!
[Holden grunting]
[Elvi whimpering]
Are you all right?
Yes.
No.
No.
I don't know.
I don't know.
[soft dramatic music]
He's gone.
♪ ♪
All those big energy emitters
on the surface have stopped.
Every single one of them, dead.
Same with the moons.
♪ ♪
I'm gonna try
the reactor again.
[reactor whirs]
[computer chirping]
♪ ♪
[electricity crackling]
- [lights snap]
[Naomi] Yes!
- We're good to go.
- Yes!
[laughs]
[panting]
The Barb's reactor
is back on line.
[Naomi]
The Edward Israel's too.
Edward Israel,
this is the gunship Rocinante.
I've target-locked
your drive cone.
You and me are about to have
a very serious conversation.
[panting softly]
♪ ♪
- [gasps]
- Oh!
[sighs]
[Amos] Cap?
How bad is it?
I'm a little messed up.
Let's get you outta here.
♪ ♪
[Felcia] Rocinante,
tether is free and clear.
[Alex] Roger that,
Barbapiccola.
Correcting orbit now.
[engines whooshing]
- Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- We did it!
[man] Yes!
[Felcia] We did it!
We saved the ore!
[man speaking indistinctly]
We did it.
And we will make the Inners
answer for what they did.
[Lucia] Yes.
We will all answer
for what we did.
[Ashford] I suppose this could
have been Marco's space.
This net is not old.
It would have drifted away
long ago.
Someone was working here
recently.
[woman] Cluster was mined out
over 60 years ago.
These rock just iron-nickel,
worth nating nada.
Ah, so much for your big tip.
Show me flight paths
for all ships in this vicinity
in past three months.
[woman] Copy.
[indistinct chatter]
Wait, wait.
Yes, this ship.
This one turned transponder off
approaching cluster...
and back on leaving.
Ah, what were you doing here?
Find this ship.
Put us on course for intercept.
[woman]
Yes, bosmang.
[man screams]
[clears throat]
Maybe we just got another tip.
[screams]
[groaning, panting]
- That was my favorite one.
- Oso fo mi.
So far.
- [pliers clank]
[Ashford] Get out.
You heard him.
- Get out!
- [exhales]
He was not supposed
to do that.
Guess he's not
the chain-of-command type.
Well, you might as well
keep this, huh, as a souvenir.
[chuckles]
You intend to let me go.
Well, at this point,
everything is possible.
- Who can say?
- You can say.
Yeah?
I can.
But it depends
on what you say next.
I told you what I know.
You led us to some
mined-out rocks
where Marco Inaros
was nowhere to be found.
I told you where he was.
I never said
he'd still be there.
The ship Marco threw at Earth
was using Martian technology.
So why would Mars be helping
a Belter terrorist?
I don't answer for my planet.
Then you should answer
for yourself.
Why were you helping him?
Money.
Unbelievable.
A Martian naval officer,
mercenary for
a vicious Belter thug.
Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
[scoffs]
Yeah, well,
Mars ain't what it used to be.
♪ ♪
Yeah, Marco feels the same.
The Sohiros are brutes
but dependable in their hate.
They keep keen eyes and ears
on Inaros
and those who help him.
So we know
you were at Ceres Station.
Just tell me
what you were doing there.
I was on vacation.
I like to gamble.
The brothels are nice too.
You know, Belters can be
surprisingly flexible...
You are an MCRN supply officer
with access to the arsenal
at Callisto.
You were selling Inaros
weapons, weren't you?
Well, properly applied,
anything can be a weapon.
Kindness can be a weapon.
♪ ♪
Do you know
what kind of man Marco is?
I'm pretty sure
I have a good idea.
He's angry,
like many Belters his age,
bitter about our lot in life
and searching for a way
to vent his rage.
He is smart.
He is brave, yes, very brave,
but also very naive
because he believes that
violence is the only way
to get what he feels
is his due.
He's got a lot
of company there.
Violence is indiscriminate.
If you use it as a tool,
it will do more
than just kill your enemies.
Sometimes it will kill
the ones you love most.
Now, the Rings are a chance
for all of us
to start over again
if we can put
our old hatreds aside.
This is the time
for Inners and Belters
to join hands
and, together, build.
[panting]
I actually agree with you.
Not about
the holding hands part
but the rest, in theory,
definitely.
I don't know where Marco is,
but beating me
is not gonna change that.
Or is all this talk of putting
our hate aside just talk?
♪ ♪
[door clicks, whooshes]
♪ ♪
[blowing]
[pliers thunk]
♪ ♪
[indistinct announcements
over P.A. system]
[indistinct chatter]
[Leelee] What the hell
do you think you're doing?
- None of your fucking business.
[Leelee] Funny.
That's exactly
what I was gonna tell you.
You wanted out.
You're out.
So stay out.
Fuck.
[Bobbie]
You were following him too.
You don't trust him either.
I'd happily mop the floor
with the three of you again.
And when the cops come
to break it all up,
we can have a nice
long conversation
about all the rotten things
we've done.
Sound good?
How about
we compare notes instead?
I couldn't find much about
Beltran in the public record...
- Me neither.
- so I trailed him
to a naval logistics office
in New Londres.
- He's a desk jockey.
- What's his rank?
I think he's a sergeant.
The security codes
he's been supplying us with
are high-level,
typically restricted
to commanding officers only.
They're way above
his pay grade.
He's crooked.
That's why Esai hired him.
Maybe he's
an intelligence officer.
How did he and Esai connect?
I asked Esai that.
He said they met on
a joint MVPD-MCRN task force
a while back
and they just hit it off.
[rhythmic beat
playing over radio]
Look, Esai knows
what he's doing.
No, he wants this score so bad,
it's clouding his judgment.
Think about it.
Beltran waltzes in,
helps us pull off
a few good operations,
builds some trust, and then
brings in a big, fat score.
It's low risk, lots of money.
It's way too good to be true.
- You really think it's a setup?
- Yeah.
But why, and why now,
after all the jobs we've pulled?
I don't know.
But I don't like the fact
that Esai has no idea
what merchandise he's moving.
You like Esai.
I'm just trying to keep him
from doing anything stupid.
And me too, of course.
That, unfortunately,
is unavoidable.
[laughs softly]
[sighs]
So you gonna go through with it?
It's a lot of money.
♪ ♪
Are you gonna rat us out?
No.
Okay.
Okay.
♪ ♪
The customs agent
in the salvage yard,
he was shaking me down
to try and renegotiate his cut.
He got physical, so I did too.
He took a bad tumble,
and that was it.
I never meant to kill him.
♪ ♪
You should probably
roll that a little tighter.
Sorry.
- [grunts]
- [yelps]
[soft dramatic music]
[Holden] Stay.
♪ ♪
How you doing?
I'm okay.
[Elvi]
The bleeding is under control.
But he's going to need regrowth
gel as soon as possible.
What'd you see in there?
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
It was more like I felt it.
I know that sounds crazy, but...
I could feel the spaces
between things.
Something was there...
a presence,
moving towards me.
I've felt it too,
every time we go through a Ring.
You're not crazy.
♪ ♪
I might rather be.
We can talk more about it
when we get back to the ship.
[sighs]
If we get back to the ship.
I'm not sure
I'm up for a long walk...
especially if we have
to carry deadweight.
♪ ♪
[Holden] That looks climbable.
That looks like sky to me.
Wait here.
I'll check it out.
Maybe we can get a signal
up there.
Oh, and, Amos,
don't kill him while I'm gone.
[sighs]
He has it coming.
I know,
but it's important to me.
Promise.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[grunting]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[Holden] Rocinante.
Jim?
[Holden] Can you hear me?
Yes.
Are you all right?
That depends.
Are you?
[Naomi] We're fine, all of us.
Physics and fusion
are back to normal.
And the reactors on all the
ships are back up and on line.
[Holden] Thank God.
I'm with Amos,
Dr. Okoye, and Murtry.
We're wounded
and we need evac and...
I'm not sure where we are.
Uh...
Cap, we're showing you roughly
800 kilometers
from First Landing.
[Holden] I'm not surprised.
- How the hell?
[Holden] It's a long story.
I'll tell you all about it
when you pick us up.
[Naomi] We're on our way.
♪ ♪
[thrusters whooshing]
[indistinct chatter]
If he know nothing more,
why waste the air?
Yeah.
We make lesson wit im.
Oh, ya?
Why just him?
Why not all his friends
and family?
Ya.
Why not?
He is not only himself.
He is everyone
who cares for him, huh?
Does he have a son or a daughter
who would seek revenge
or a father who works
in the yards
where your ship is repaired
or maybe a lover, huh,
who grows food for your stocks?
Yes, show your strength,
but then show them a smile,
and most will give you
what you want.
Marco knows this.
It's what makes him
so dangerous.
We also dangerous.
[woman]
Oye, bosmang.
It look like they feeding
chromium into the reactor
fo make it seem
more dirty than it is.
Ah, this is Inaros' ship.
I feel it in my bones.
- Have they changed course?
- No.
They maintain deceleration burn.
Still not sure
where they're going.
Yeah, monitor them closely.
And keep us in front
of their drive plume.
Ya, ya.
They na gonya see us coming.
[screen whirs]
Ah, ke.
Okay, Marco, what are you up to?
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Marco took two rocks,
two chunks of iron.
Ah, he's planning an attack.
Yes, with slag asteroids.
[mutters indistinctly]
Maybe throw them?
Yes, throw them at Tycho
and even Ceres.
Revenge against Fred Johnson
and Anderson Dawes
for what they tried
to do to him,
all with the help of Mars.
How does any of that help Mars?
That's a good question.
Ah, perhaps our Martian
can help us with that.
[choking]
[gurgles]
The dream of Mars isn't dead.
- It's about to be writ large.
[Ashford] Don't do it!
[grunts]
[screams]
[gunshots]
Beratna!
[sobs]
♪ ♪
[wind whistling]
[ship whirring]
[medical devices
chirping softly]
I take it
I'm on the Rocinante.
You're not a guest.
You're a prisoner.
Thanks for clearing that up.
Hey.
You okay?
I did all this
to save my family,
and now I'm never going
to see them again.
Well, I'm sure I can talk Holden
into bringing them aboard
so you guys can have a moment.
They will not want to see me.
You got to.
Whatever happens afterwards,
if you don't tell them
how you feel,
you're always gonna regret it.
I waited too long
with my family.
When I was finally ready
to be honest...
it was too late.
I need to send a report
to Avasarala.
We've been out of contact
for a while.
The Belters
don't have to leave now.
They can borrow
against the ore
and they'll have
relief supplies out there
before we reach Medina.
Are we going to let them stay?
We were never here
to kick anyone out.
Only thing that's changed
is that
all the people
shooting at each other
are either dead
or headed for trial.
Including Lucia.
Whether she intended it or not,
a lot of people died
on that shuttle.
♪ ♪
She didn't mean
for anyone to die,
but they'll still
make an example out of her.
I got the chance
to remake myself,
redeem myself.
Lucia won't get that chance.
♪ ♪
No.
She won't.
And that's a tragedy.
The way she got
thrown out of the Roci
and into space
despite your best efforts
to save her...
I'll make sure
to note that in my report.
[both chuckle softly]
[Holden] All protomolecule on
Ilus is now completely inert.
And without that trigger,
the alien structures
will remain inert as well.
At the end of the day,
I guess the only
real danger here
was what we brought with us.
[indistinct chatter]
The Belters
and the RCE science team
have decided
to stay on the planet,
working together
to rebuild the settlement
and continue
scientific analysis.
We're coordinating
with the Edward Israel
to take on detainees for trial
as well as move
any additional personnel
and supplies to the surface.
The Roci will escort
the Barbapiccola
back through the Ring so the
Belters can sell their ore.
After what
they've been through,
it's the least we can do.
The Edward Israel will
remain in orbit in support,
parachuting down supplies
as needed
- until relief ships arri...
- [device blips]
Ma'am, this might actually
be good for us.
You were the one who sent Holden
and the Roci
down to New Terra.
Without them,
things could've gone much worse.
The story will be about
how a group of desperate
Belter refugees
and Earth scientists
overcome their prejudices
to stand together
against disaster
on an alien world.
And they made a fortune.
The villains
are dead OPA extremists
and murderous
corporate security,
defeated by the forces of good
for the benefit of all.
Nancy Gao couldn't have
a better narrative
if she had written it herself.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
[woman over P.A. system]
Passengers,
until further notice,
service is suspended
at this station.
We will update you shortly.
[speaking Belter]
[tense music]
[man]
Looks like a cardiac arrest.
Do a tox screen.
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
[keypad chirping]
[line ringing]
[phone trilling]
[device chirps]
♪ ♪
What's up?
Nothing.
Radio silence from here on out.
Fuck.
[Esai] Here's the package.
Where's the money?
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
- Esai, it's an ambush!
[man] Shoot her!
[man] Shoot them all!
[Esai] God damn it!
There's no need for this!
- [men shouting]
- [gunshots]
[men yelling]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[gunshots]
[man] Go, go, go!
Elevator open!
[gunfire]
♪ ♪
[men shouting]
♪ ♪
What the fuck?
Get out of here!
- Now!
- [whimpers]
♪ ♪
[men shouting]
♪ ♪
[man]
Left a present for you, bitch!
[device beeping]
[Bobbie] Stop!
[gunshots]
♪ ♪
[device trills and whirs]
Oh, fuck!
[explosion]
[alarms blaring]
[dome rumbling]
[air whooshing]
[electricity crackling]
[alarms blaring]
[debris crashing]
[panting]
[yelping]
[indistinct chatter]
[indistinct announcements
over P.A. system]
[Bobbie]
We're all supposed to be dead.
That was the plan
from the start.
Whose plan?
Not Beltran's.
They killed him too.
[foreboding music]
[Bobbie] There was stealth tech
in those containers.
The Belters must have had help
from someone high up enough
on the food chain to get through
restricted military space.
We need to get off-planet.
I have a cousin on Ceres.
We can go there
until things cool off.
You should go, then.
I've got other plans.
What are you gonna do,
take on the entire
fucking military by yourself?
Not by myself.
Good luck.
Wait.
I'm sorry I got you
into all of this.
Don't be.
At least now
I've got something to do.
[laughs softly]
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[wind whistling]
[indistinct chatter]
[tools whirring]
[Carol] This is the last of it.
The Belter camp is all clear.
- Jakob, anything else?
- Just this.
[Elvi] The Belters have started
calling it Second Landing.
Which technically
is not accurate.
They can call it
whatever they want.
It'll work
as a base of operations
until we can set up
a more permanent camp
closer to the artifact.
I think we're gonna
have to add exo-archaeologist
to your résumé.
I want to understand
what really happened,
the war between
those two ancient species.
[Fayez] If there's one thing
geologists are good at doing,
it's digging for answers.
I'll watch her back.
I'm gonna convince the UN
to give you all the resources
you need.
You really believe the artifact
is still a danger to us?
I went inside it.
I'm still here.
[Holden] I think we should
do whatever we can
to make sure
we're not the second
galaxy-spanning civilization
it wipes out.
Galaxy-spanning?
[Holden] We are now.
♪ ♪
[Felcia] We'll sell the ore
at Pala Station,
and after that,
I'll move on to a transport
at Tycho Station,
and then it's just
a week over to Ceres.
[Lucia]
I hear Tycho is beautiful.
I'm excited to see it.
I'll be there for a few days.
You be careful now, huh?
Lot of things go on
at a Belter port
that a teenage girl should not
know anything about...
She'll be fine.
She's too smart to mess up
this close to her dream.
Thank you, Mama.
[Jakob] Never forget
that you are in our hearts.
We're always here for you.
Chike, you take care of them.
They're your family now too.
I'll come visit you in space.
[Jakob laughs]
You do that.
All of you.
♪ ♪
Good-bye.
[Jakob] Good-bye.
[Lucia] Good-bye. We love you.
[screen blips]
♪ ♪
[Holden] I don't see
anything else down there.
That's all of it.
[Naomi] It'll be nice to get rid
of the protomolecule for good.
Last thing I said to Miller
was that rain
doesn't taste like anything.
Shitty last words to a friend.
What would you say
if you had another chance?
I'd like to know,
if you'd like to share.
I'll go set up
the torpedo flight plan.
Just tell me when you're ready.
♪ ♪
You were right about everything.
You warned us,
but we're charging
through the doors anyway.
If we have any chance
at surviving what comes next,
it'll be because of you.
♪ ♪
Rest in peace, brother.
[somber dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Let's give him a minute.
Your hand looks good.
I'm gonna test it out right now.
♪ ♪
[foreboding music]
♪ ♪
[Naomi] Fred.
A long time ago,
we made a bargain.
I upheld my end.
And now it's your turn.
I need you to help me
find someone.
His name is Filip Inaros.
He's my son.
I have to find him before
his father gets him killed.
♪ ♪
[door whooshes]
The suspense is killing me.
You lost your leg brace.
You all healed up?
Yeah.
Tendons finally finished
growing in.
Why do you care?
I don't wanna beat the shit
out of you if you're gimpy.
We're fighting, are we?
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
You made me kill Wei.
I liked Wei.
[blow lands]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Thank you.
[crowd chanting]
Go with Gao! Go with Gao!
[Gao]
Your faith in my vision...
in our shared vision...
is going to change
the arc of our species.
I intend to dedicate
my first term
to fully opening
the Ring Gates
for exploration
and for colonization.
[applause]
And we shall all embrace...
[volume lowering]
this historic opportunity...
I've been summoned to Luna.
Summoned?
Gao's transition team
has asked me to meet them
at Armstrong Complex.
You could always say no.
That would make me
look ungracious.
And if you go?
Everyone will see
she is setting the agenda.
Never ends.
She won.
She gets to set the agenda.
Has given to us.
Luna might be nice.
We haven't had a vacation
together since...
When did we go to Titan?
You know,
I can't remember either.
[laughs softly]
It might be better if I stayed.
[soft dramatic music]
I have a new semester
to prepare for.
And I think we both
need time to adjust.
♪ ♪
- You're angry with me.
[Arjun] No.
I just feel that, um...
Come with me.
♪ ♪
Please.
♪ ♪
You should go alone.
♪ ♪
[Avasarala] Nancy,
by the time you see this,
you will be Secretary-General.
This will be your chair,
and the system will look
very different from it.
This isn't a job I wanted.
I didn't seek it out.
Once I had it,
it was hard to think
of letting it go.
It won't be easy for you either.
It won't be simple.
And I'll be rooting for you.
If there is anything
I can offer that will help,
any wisdom I can pass on,
it is this.
This chair is not a throne.
We're not queens.
The work we do here is critical,
but it is not all that we are.
Don't forget the rest
of yourself while you do this.
Your time will end too,
and you will want a life
to return to
once this is done.
As for policy
and the direction
you're taking Earth
and all her peoples,
well, we disagree.
One of us is wrong.
I think it's you.
But I hope it's me.
Good luck.
Our future is in your hands now.
♪ ♪
[device blips]
[Bobbie] Ma'am,
I know we didn't leave
on the best terms,
but you're the only one
I can trust to tell.
There's something rotten
on Mars within the military,
some kind of weapons
trafficking with Belters.
I don't know how high up
or what it's for,
not yet,
but it feels dangerous.
Assuming your offer to work
together is still open,
I accept.
I think we need each other.
Bobbie, your timing sucks.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[electricity fizzling]
[alarm blaring]
Report?
[man] All scopes blind.
EMP charge scram reactor.
All hands, we are under attack.
Prepare to rebel boarders.
♪ ♪
[guns clicking]
[explosion]
[gunshots, glass shattering]
♪ ♪
- [gunfire]
- [grunts]
[grunts softly]
[gunfire]
- [grunting]
- [groans]
[screaming]
[alarm continues blaring]
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
[gunfire]
[grunts]
It's just you and me now, Marco.
[man] Well, not "just."
[Marco] This is Klaes Ashford...
traitor to the Belt.
This is Filip,
my son.
♪ ♪
Nothing you do now
will stop what's coming.
[air lock blares, whooshes]
You're not even
going to try to convince me
to spare your life?
Why would I waste the last few
precious moments I have?
[Marco scoffs]
I'm genuinely going to miss you.
- [device beeps]
[Ashford] You do know, Marco,
that throwing rocks
at Tycho or Ceres
will do little
to harm the Inners.
I agree.
The only real victims there
would be Belters.
Those days are over now.
- [Marco sighs]
- [boot clacks]
You still don't see it.
Eh, don't see what?
[Marco] Can't even imagine it.
This has always been a problem
for our kind.
Even our dreams are small.
Die in darkness,
beratna.
[laughs softly]
- [beep]
- [alarm blares]
♪ To the execution dock ♪
♪ I have come ♪
♪ Tili go ♪
♪ To the execution block ♪
[doors clunking]
♪ For to sail ♪
- ♪ I was sick ♪
- [door whirs]
♪ And nigh to death ♪
♪ But I vow
with my every breath ♪
[voice dwindling]
♪ Fo go with wisdom ways ♪
♪ When I sail ♪♪
[somber violin music]
♪ ♪
[device blips]
[dramatic music]
[thrusters whooshing]
♪ ♪
[Marco] Cut thrust.
[indistinct chatter]
Adjust trim
to match target vector.
[woman] All good.
- Release grapples.
[woman] Copy that.
♪ ♪
And launch.
[thrusters whooshing]
What about
their asteroid spotter?
We learned a lot
about their capabilities
from the ship I threw at them,
enough to pick trajectories
to minimize risk of detection.
But even their best instruments
are barely able to penetrate
Martian stealth tech.
The Earthers
will never see them coming.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪