30 : Guns down, Gunny!(Man speaking indistinctly)
31 : The farm was breached.
32 : Life support critical. Gotta hole in your suit.
33 : We're gonna get you out of here. Hold still.
34 : Almost there.
35 : (Grunts)
36 : (Beeping)
Man : Clear.
37 : (Beeping intensifies)
38 : All we know is that fire from UNN and MCRN forces hit one of our orbital mirrors, which crashed into the station and several ag domes.
41 : We estimate over 3,000 dead and thousands more wounded.
42 : Ganymede is the breadbasket of the outer planets.
43 : Without us, millions will go hungry.
44 : This is a humanitarian crisis of epic proportions.
45 : (Beeps)
Errinwright : Mars believes that Ganymede was just a "proxy-war."
Errinwright : That we'll stay in the sandbox and fight them therẽhellip;
Errinwright : but make no mistake, this was an escalation.
Errinwright : We need to choose an appropriate Martian target in response.
Avasarala : We invite Mars to a peace summit.
Avasarala : Trust me. Mars wants this worse than we do.
Avasarala : …but, they'll never match our numbers. They're not idiots.
Avasarala : The whole system has been a tinderbox since Earth.
Avasarala : There are too many ships in one place.
Errinwright : When losers seek peace, they look even weaker.
Avasarala : A peace summit, here on Earth. On our terms.
Avasarala : Forty years ago, the Vesta Blockade was the closest we ever got to the brink.
Avasarala : You know why we barely avoided mutual extinction?
Avasarala : Because the man sitting in that chair decided to talk instead of shoot.
Avasarala : Ganymede is the worst it's ever been between our nations.
Avasarala : It's time to step back before we're all wandering through the rubble, defending ourselves with rocks and sticks.
Errinwright : You'll never sell it to the security council.
Avasarala : You will sell it… because you saved Earth from Eros.
Avasarala : And I like to keep my head attached to my neck.
Man : Ganymede station refugee ships are now arriving at docks three and seven.
93 : All personnel please report.
94 : Refugee ships waiting to clear...
Dawes : And despite the circumstances, it'll be good to see you again, setara. Until then.
97 : (Indistinct talking over pa)
Man : [(On PA)]All new arrivals must register their ID with state authority.
Alex : Right, you got a little bit of food, a little bit of water on the menu and, a little bit of magic.
Alex : You guys know what magic is?
104 : (Indistinct chatter)
Amos : Here you go, one each.
107 : (Speaking in Belter Creole)
Dawes : Mi Here fo to tell you,…
Dawes : "All Beltalowda are welcome on Ceres."
Dawes : Ceres is your home.
Holden : Canterbury had to pay tribute to him every time we parked on Ceres.
Holden : Oh, is that what he calls it?
Holden : We used to call it a "shake-down."
Naomi : You think that's why belters love him?
Naomi : Because he lined his own pockets for years?
Naomi : Dawes put all of those bribes back into the neighborhood.
Holden : Yeah, now he's practically running Ceres.
Naomi : About time a belter was.
Naomi : You're already friends.
Amos : One to each person. One each.
Amos : I said one each. Back off.
Boy : Leave my mother alone.
Boy : You leave her alone.
Boy : (Belter child crying)
Thorsen : You're on the Scirocco. I'm commander Thorsen.
Thorsen : Okay, I'll see what I can do.
Bobbie : Except Hilly. She's a vegan.
Thorsen : Gunny, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you but, no one from your team made it.
Thorsen : I was hoping you could tell us.
Thorsen : Gunny, you're the only one who survived, our only eyes and ears on what happened down there.
Thorsen : Now, you said that you were under attack.
Thorsen : You reported shots fired along the UN line.
Bobbie : They were coming right at us.
Bobbie : Then we got jammed, I…
Bobbie : I grabbed Travis and we made a line.
Bobbie : No, wait, there was a seventh.
Bobbie : Lieutenant Sutton, he would've picked up on it. He was…
Thorsen : Lieutenant Sutton was killed with 11 others on the Scirocco.
165 : (Machine beeping)
Nurse Janeiro : She's bleeding again.
Thorsen : Nurse, we need a sedative.
Nurse Janeiro : Yes, sir.
170 : (Beeping continues)
Amos : That's forever, right?
Cortázar : Dresden never coerced any of us.
Amos : When did you decide to make it permanent?
Cortázar : That first day within five minutes.
Cortázar : It was like a terrible storm had lifted.
Cortázar : It was painless, you know. The procedure.
Amos : I didn't say that.
Amos : Today there was this boy that looked at me like I was a monster.
Amos : I think I scared his mother.
Amos : It made me remember when I was that boy.
Cortázar : Hmm. So somebody hurt your mother.
Amos : I lost her a long time ago… and then there was Lydia.
Amos : Just someone that looked after me.
Cortázar : It was the residue of guilt, shame…
Cortázar : Love kept me at her bedside until she died.
Cortázar : Nearly caused me to miss out on the greatest work humanity has ever undertaken.
Cortázar : The protomolecule devours old constructs and recreates them.
Amos : Move forward? What do you mean?
Cortázar : You want to be that real boy again.
Cortázar : To feel how you felt before the world broke you.
Cortázar : The safety of your mother's embrace…
Cortázar : but, you cauterized all that in order to survive.
Cortázar : You don't want that back again.
Cortázar : Stomp out those last embers and you'll be free of it.
Cortázar : We are about to rewrite that entire story of humanity…and, if you like, you can be a part of that, too.
Fred : Thank you all for your presence today.
Fred : We are here not as Black Sky, or Inaros, or Très Copains, or any other.
221 : [(Crowd cheering)]⸱
Fred : …and we have a historic opportunity before us.
Fred : Earth and Mars have pushed themselves to the brink and they'll have to find a path to peace or risk mutual annihilation.
Inaros Chieftain : What then? The belt is just gonna get an invite when the inners are busy divvying up the solar system?
Fred : [Crowd clamoring]We…
Fred : We can buy a ticket. The OPA just saved Earth.
Fred : And, if that is not sufficient enough to earn their respect,… we have their missiles.
Conclave : [crowd murmuring]⸱
Fred : and that is our ticket to the table… but, we must come together first.
Fred : A unified belt must send a representative that speaks for all of us.
Conclave : [(Crowd murmuring)]⸱
Black Sky : You look good in a suit, Fred.
241 : (All laughing)
Black Sky : Earther who thinks he's a belter, goes home to Earth begging for table scraps and maybe he forgets about us, huh?
245 : (Indistinct chatter)
Fred : The belt needs a born belter to be its voice.
Fred : Anderson Dawes should represent us.
Dawes : Excuse me, no disrespect.
Dawes : [sighs]I just imagined the look on the inners' faces when they see who is sitting across the table from them.
253 : (All laughing)
Dawes : I would be honored to represent the belt.
255 : (All cheering)
Dawes : It's a beautiful dream he has, huh?
Dawes : Earth and Mars at peace.
Dawes : And the belt, equal partners in that peace.
259 : (Crowd cheering)
Dawes : But is it too much an Earther's dream?
Dawes : I do not doubt his heart.
Dawes : Fred Johnson has proven himself to be a true friend to the belt.
Dawes : But as much as I fear war between Earth and Mars, I fear the peace more.
Dawes : For that is when they will turn their sights back on all of us.
Dawes : The inners are not like us.
Dawes : Earthers cannot look upon a thing but wonder who it belongs to, huh?
Dawes : To make it their possession.
Dawes : "Possession is nine-tenths of the law," they say.
Dawes : …but, that is not the way of the belt.
Dawes : We say, "the more you share
Dawes : "the more your bowl will be plentiful.
Dawes : "And those that will not share..."
Crowd : Welwalla! Welawalla!
Dawes : And if we are all welwallas...
Staz : Kowmang gonya die!
280 : (Crowd clamoring)
Dawes : Earthers, Martians,
Dawes : they see us as their possessions.
283 : (Crowd murmurs in agreement)
Dawes : Animals to test their new weapons on.
Dawes : And, make no mistake, they will do it again.
Dawes : We must protect ourselves against these weapons.
287 : (Crowd cheering)
Dawes : We must find out what it was!
Fred : It is my hope that someday we will know the whole truth of Eros.
Fred : But right now, we believe that we have destroyed the threat when we took over Protogen station.
Fred : We killed the madman who made that weapon.
Fred : We've seen Eros burn up into Venus.
Fred : Earth knows that the rot is coming from its house.
Fred : They almost lost their planet as a result.
Fred : They don't want another Eros any more than we do.
Dawes : Fred Johnson says that we are safe… but, I say, "once a ting is written… imye fo siempre
302 : (All speak Belter Creole)
Dawes : …"it is forever."
Holden : I saw it dying.… and I was there when we killed the bastards who did it.
Holden : It was a small group… we believe not working on behalf of any government… and I think Fred is right.
Holden : The threat has been eliminated… and those missiles you have…
Holden : Earth and Mars have pointed those damn things at each other for over a hundred years… so, let's give them back.
Holden : Returning them will show that the belt is ready to lead the peace.
Dawes : James Holden, huh? Beratna.
320 : (Crowd applauding)
Dawes : You see, one by one, the best Earth has to offer us are coming to our fight!
Dawes : …but, I think he's idealist, like Fred…
Dawes : …and idealism is a luxury of the inner planets…
Dawes : …but, I agree with you about the missiles.
Staz : No! Felotas! No no!
Staz : We divide them amongst the factions.
Staz : Let each decide for themselves, huh?
Dawes : Keeping… keeping… Keeping the missiles is an act of war which will lead to the end of the belt.
Dawes : Using them gets us the same results.
Dawes : That is why they are both right.
Dawes : The missiles are useless to us.
335 : (Crowd clamoring)
Dawes : You were on Eros too, yeah?
Dawes : You think this is over?
Naomi : I hope that it is.
Holden : I have a feeling Fred and Dawes have a history.
Naomi : Which is why you should have stayed out of it.
Holden : Fred needed back up. I couldn't just sit there.
Naomi : That was OPA business. Fred has plenty of supporters.
Holden : …but, not ones who were on Eros.
Naomi : Do you know what everyone saw in there?
Naomi : Do you know what Anderson Dawes saw in there?
Naomi : You and Fred Johnson, two big nose Earthers telling Belters how they should run the belt.
Holden : We're all in this goddamn thing together and everyone keeps telling me to pick a side.
Naomi : Those fuckers who did Eros sure as hell picked a side.
Holden : Everything is as it should be then.
Naomi : If Eros rammed into Earth, wiped out half of your people, then you'd know.
Thorsen : Good. I see your red meat's done you some good.
Bobbie : Tank grown, but still not bad.
Thorsen : My mother was foreign secretary.
Thorsen : Took me there on a dip tour when I was 15.
Thorsen : I trained in one-g since I could walk but, it's different when you're there.
Thorsen : This oppressive pull down.
Thorsen : It pulls the spirits down with it.
Bobbie : I look forward to experiencing it first-hand.
Thorsen : This interview is being recorded.
Thorsen : You radioed Sutton and said your team was under attack.
Thorsen : You reported shots fired from the UN line, then?
Bobbie : Seven blues were charging at us… …about two klicks out.
Bobbie : Then we got jammed. I grabbed Travis and we formed a line.
Thorsen : So, seven UN Marines started charging and shooting at you?
Bobbie : What's weird is that there was only seven of them.
Bobbie : That's less than a third of their full garrison. Why would they…
Thorsen : Let's just focus on the facts.
Thorsen : Seven blues in a line, coming hard at you.
Bobbie : Before the blues were charging at us, Hillman spotted a stray ag drone over our position.
Bobbie : You need to check that drone's feed.
Thorsen : We'll certainly look into that.
Thorsen : So seven UN Marines were charging you…
Bobbie : It didn't make sense.
Thorsen : Sounds like you're saying Earth initiated the attack.
Bobbie : That… That's what I'm saying.
Bobbie : Yeah, they were charging at us.
Bobbie : (Breathing heavily) They were firing at us.
Bobbie : They… they jammed our comms. I saw ships engaging in orbit.
Bobbie : …and the blues, they were closing in on us fast.
Bobbie : Fucking Earthers attacked us.
Bobbie : We'll give them a goddamn war.
Dawes : Oh, I could use one of these guarding the docks on Ceres.
Holden : I don't think the Martians will give you one.
Dawes : They didn't give you one either.
Dawes : It most certainly is.
Dawes : I wanted to thank you for your words earlier.
Dawes : You've inspired the belt more than you know.
Holden : Well, we're all in this together.
Dawes : That is a story, I like it.
Dawes : It's never what you expect it to be. Eh?
Holden : You mean, like, all Earthers aren't scumbags?
Holden : …and some Belters are just full of shit?
Dawes : I didn't say it was the whole story.
Dawes : Just the useful part.
Dawes : To know the part of the story that you and Fred Johnson left out.
Naomi : We told you what we saw and what we did.
Dawes : …and in all your travels, Eros and back, you came away with nothing that could help the belt defend itself?
Naomi : There wasn't time.
Dawes : Now that is a story.
Holden : Hey, "fearless champion of the belt", you want to paint me as one of the bad guy 'cause I am an Earther?
Dawes : Good and bad, don't get distracted by that.
Dawes : It will just confuse you.
Dawes : Good men do bad things, like Fred Johnson.
Dawes : …and bad men do things believing it's for the good of all mankind.
Dawes : That's how I know this isn't over, setara.
Dawes : I can't rely on hope.
Holden : We nearly lost Earth in all this, too, you know?
Dawes : …and, yet, there she is. Hmm?
Dawes : Shining like a jewel.
Dawes : All right. All right.
Dawes : Let's say I believe you.
Dawes : Right… I believe you.
Dawes : Fred Johnson is tactical.
Dawes : He can't think any other way.
Dawes : He wouldn't offer me up to the inner planets as his errand boy or be willing to return Earth's missiles so readily unless he had another card to play.
Holden : Mmm. None that we know of. Now get off my ship.
Dawes : [(Laughs)]You remind me of someone.
Dawes : Just missing the hat, that's all.
Dawes : Belters will never unify under Fred Johnson's flag.
Dawes : Earth will never forgive him for the past and after the Nauvoo, his days on Tycho are numbered.
Dawes : Any weapon that Fred Johnson has is vulnerable.
Holden : We are in this together, otherwise we are all lost.
469 : (Indistinct chatter)
Martens : You know we can get you a new suit.
Bobbie : Sorry, sir. No disrespect intended.
Martens : At ease. Captain Martens.
Bobbie : When I marked my 2790 as "None", I was serious.
Martens : Well, don't worry, I'm not here to proselytize.
Martens : You went through something pretty horrible down there.
Martens : Whatever you're feeling is okay.
Bobbie : I'm a Marine. I'll be fine.
Martens : You know, I served with your father.
Martens : He would have been very proud of you.
Bobbie : Do they teach you that in chaplain 101?
Martens : He was so disappointed when your brothers all went to AMT.
Bobbie : Mars needs its engineers too.
Bobbie : Thank you for coming by, sir.
Martens : MCRN command is going to need your cooperation with the investigation on Ganymede but, you can speak off the record with me, if you want.
Martens : Just tell me what really happened.
Bobbie : There was a stray ag drone over our position.
Bobbie : Have you checked that drone's feed yet?
Martens : We were on high alert for anything in that area.
Martens : There was no drone over your position.
Bobbie : No, no. That's not right. I saw it.
Bobbie : You think I am making it up.
Martens : No. No. I believe you saw something.
Martens : Now you say it was a drone, okay.
Martens : What I wanna know is why is that so important to you?
Martens : …and why are you so interested in it?
Martens : What do you think it saw? What did you see, Bobbie?
Martens : We can help you with that.
512 : (Indistinct chatter)
Dawes : Assistant director of operations.
Dawes : You've come a long way since the loading docks on Ceres, eh, Mali?
Drummer : You don't get to call me that anymore, pampaw.
Dawes : From what people tell me, you're the one really running things around here.
Dawes : We need you back home.
Dawes : It's hard to find good people.
Dawes : This floating tin can?
Dawes : I don't know if it's the aching bones or the constipation I'll miss more.
525 : (Chuckles)
Drummer : You've been on Ceres too long. Eh?
Drummer : You forget how to be a good rock hopper.
Drummer : You're constipated, you suck a stone to get things moving.
Drummer : If it's the other problem, you shove that rock up your ass.
Dawes : (Laughs) Come on.
Dawes : If we are going to reminisce, let's at least get a drink. Huh?
Dawes : We'll toast to Fred Johnson's secret weapon.
Thorsen : Gunny, let's go back to Ganymede.
Thorsen : There were shots along the unn line.
Thorsen : Seven UN Marines charged your position.
Bobbie : Six Marines headed our way.
Bobbie : Closing fast. They appear to be charging us.
Bobbie : Six in formation up front
Bobbie : and the seventh bringing up the rear.
Bobbie : [radio hissing]Agggh!
Bobbie : Travis, Sa'id, Marines, do you copy?
Thorsen : Gunny, focus. A seventh man was bringing up the rear?
Bobbie : The seventh man, he was chasing them.
Bobbie : The UN Marines, they weren't firing at us.
Thorsen : They were shooting behind them, at him.
Bobbie : They are engaging in the orbit.
Bobbie : Not our problem. Spread out, make a line. Free fire. 500 meters.
Hillman : [(Indistinct shouting)]…coming up my nine.
Bobbie : [sobbing]I'm so sorry.
Bobbie : That's when I saw the drone.
Thorsen : Sergeant, what happened next?
Thorsen : Continue, that's an order.
Bobbie : The seventh man, he wasn't wearing a vac suit.
Fred : He's getting new data. He says it's talking to him.
Fred : He says there is more protomolecule out there.
Holden : …but, Phoebe's gone. We drove Eros into Venus.
Fred : Apparently, not all of it.
Holden : Well, does he know where?
Fred : Not yet but, he's going to find out.
Fred : …and then we'll have it and Cortázar will help us understand it.
Holden : …and the nightmare starts over.
Fred : No. If the belt has the protomolecule, no one will ever use it against us again.
Dawes : Forgive the intrusion.
Dawes : I'm Anderson Dawes.
Dawes : I wanted to meet the boy who was found floating beyond Hidalgo.
Dawes : How long were you out there before those rock hoppers picked you up?
Diogo : [speaking Belter Creole]Days.
Diogo : Yeah, yeah. Beratnas.
Dawes : [(Speaking Belter Creole)]mila dansera day setara
Diogo : [(Speaking Belter Creole)]shikume
Dawes : [(Speaking Belter Creole)]shikume
Dawes : You were on Eros with him, too?
Dawes : …and before, on that Earther station?
Diogo : Yeah, yeah. With Miller too.
Dawes : I better keep my eye on you.
Dawes : Soon, your legend will be better than mine.
Dawes : Must have been a great raid.
Dawes : Important station like that.
Diogo : No time. Fred Johnson just want people.
Dawes : What for, do you pensa?
Dawes : You ran with the five points crew.
Dawes : I grew up in the Rosse Buurt, too.
Dawes : Do you know how old you are?
Diogo : Nineteen, I think.
Dawes : Even our sense of time comes from them.
Dawes : The time it takes the Earth to spin on its axis...
Dawes : The Earth to go once around the sun.
Dawes : (Chuckles lightly) On Jupiter, you'd be celebrating your first birthday.
Dawes : It's hard to feel we matter out here, isn't it?
Dawes : The distances are so vast.
Dawes : It's hard to believe that we can make a difference.
Thorsen : In recognition of your extraordinary service to Mars, MCRN command has awarded you the purple heart.
Thorsen : After the shit show on Ganymede, Earth and Mars are meeting for an emergency summit.
Thorsen : Your first-hand account of what happened will lay the groundwork for what's to come.
Thorsen : You'll tell them your story.
Thorsen : Uh, in the confusion of a communications blackout, your team fired first.
Bobbie : Did you say, "we shot first?"
Thorsen : Well, given the lack of intel, that's a supportable conclusion.
Bobbie : [(Stammers)]They fired first.
Bobbie : Maybe not at us but, they definitely fired first.
Thorsen : Sergeant, this is bigger than you…
Bobbie : I know I am not wrong about that.
Thorsen : Well, truth is a tricky thing especially when…
Bobbie : They stormed our line.
Bobbie : That thing was driving them…
Thorsen : I don't want to hear any more talk about a "thing", Gunny.
Thorsen : You know what I remember most about Earth, Gunny?
Bobbie : Oh, so you're gonna tell me a fucking story now to sell me on this bullshit?
Thorsen : You're the only witness from Mars and Earth…
Thorsen : …and Ganymede could be the spark that leads to an all-out war.
Thorsen : The UN has demanded your direct testimony.
Thorsen : When you get there, you'll tell them your story.
Thorsen : Sergeant, you are going to Earth.
659 : (Door beeps)
660 : (Gun cocking)
661 : (Muffled voices)
662 : (Muffled sounds continue)
Fred : How can I help you, Holden?
Fred : Under guard in his cell.
Holden : I'm in his cell right now. He's gone.
Holden : So are his guards and his data cores.
Fred : Lock down every berth.
Fred : No one leaves without my authorization.
Fred : Give me eyes on Dawes' ship.
671 : (Computer pad beeping)
Fred : He's taken Cortázar.
Drummer : [(Speaks Belter Creole)]pashang
674 : (Computer beeping)
Edin : Docking clamp release, dock 28-c!
Edin : Can't do. System's locked out.
Drummer : They just killed their transponder.
Fred : They're trying to go dark. Maintain visual.
Holden : Alex, are you on the Roci?
Alex : But what is going on?
Holden : Dawes has Cortázar, he's running.
Naomi : I don't know where he is. Get your ass down here.
Holden : We'll lose him if you wait. Just go! Go!
Alex : Tycho TC, this is Rocinante requesting emergency release.
Naomi : They cut their drive.
Alex : Standard evasive maneuvers.
Alex : They are going to alter course on their thrusters and then kick the drive back in.
Alex : Widen out your visual. Try and reacquire.
Naomi : We cannot shoot them down.
698 : (Screen clacking)
700 : (Rapid gunfire)
701 : (Explosion)
Alex : You're gonna have to force their air-lock door.
Naomi : We should wait for back up.
Alex : Every second we wait is another second that Dawes can put a bullet in Cortázar's head.
Alex : God only knows what Cortázar's told him already.
Alex : Safety's off. Is that what you want?
Alex : Force the airlock.
Alex : If it comes down to it, I go low, you go high.
Alex : Open our door on my mark. Ready?
Diogo : Don't shoot, boss man.
Diogo : You got me. Just me.
Alex : Turn around, you little shit.
Naomi : We lost Dawes. He's got Cortázar.