The Expanse (2015) s04e05 Episode Script
Oppressor
1 [PENSIVE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
[WOMAN SINGING IN NORWEGIAN.]
Careful, it's powerful stuff.
You sure that remote even work, ke? I wired it myself.
It will work.
[DISTANT ROAR.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
[LUCIA.]
They're here, ten hours early! No, leave im! We have to remove the charge.
- Their drive will set it off.
- Then it does.
At least blow it now, before they land.
Give them a chance to pull up.
Nah.
Fuck Inyalowda.
This isn't what we planned.
I did not come here to kill people.
The plan is what I say it is.
Whatever happen, their fault.
[HUFFS.]
[COOP.]
No! [LAUGHS.]
Big surprise for landing, eh? They got it coming, them.
[SCOTTY.]
Yeah.
[COOP.]
Lucia, no! [PANTING.]
There, there.
You're safe now.
What happened? Oh, auto-doc just knocked you out while I was packing your wounds.
[SIGHS.]
Go easy.
We're on the float.
[ALEX.]
You got some deep tissue damage.
That's the kind of thing that doesn't do too well in zero-G, so I guess this means we made it.
[CHUCKLES.]
Welcome to the Rocinante.
[ALEX LAUGHS.]
You okay? I'll be fine.
[PENSIVE MUSIC.]
My family Murtry said We haven't heard anything yet.
But Holden will take care of it.
[ALEX.]
That's right.
Holden's not gonna let anything happen to them, I promise.
[MASON.]
Yeah, then there was this place on Titan.
Yeah, I used to go there when I was in training.
They had this grilled corn with garlic butter, you know? - I do not.
- Yeah, garlic butter, and they had these sides, these green sides.
I don't know what they were.
They kind of looked Wait outside until you're relieved.
I'll watch this one.
That guy talks a lot.
Mason's an idiot.
Lot of those on your team.
You know, in a different context, this could be kind of fun.
Come on.
Don't be mad.
Trade places with me, and then we'll talk about it.
Don't be an asshole.
I saved your life out there.
- Maybe.
- Oh, really? You think you could take on all my men by yourself? I had a shot.
You are so fucking weird.
[HOLDEN.]
Amos! In here! Shit.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
- [METALLIC CLANGING.]
- [WOMAN SHUSHING.]
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING.]
[WOMAN QUAVERS.]
Amos! Settlement's in lockdown.
No one outside their quarters unless Chief Murtry says so.
I don't give a fuck what Murtry said.
Where's my crewman? Module seven.
- [DEVICE BEEPS.]
- Sir, we have a situation.
- [MURTRY.]
I'm well aware.
- [DEVICE BEEPS.]
Unlock him.
Not gonna happen.
Put the gun down.
[AMOS.]
Don't kill her.
She just hasn't figured out her boss is a dick.
- You stay out of it.
- [AMOS.]
Hey.
Give me the key and walk away.
There's no need to die over this shit.
Fuck that.
[MURTRY.]
Captain Holden.
You left before we could finish our talk.
Cut him loose.
Do it now.
We don't have time for your vendetta.
Vendetta? The artifacts on this planet are waking up.
The device my ship just blew up would've wiped this settlement off the map.
We need to get everyone off the surface before something even worse shows up.
You're saying we need to evacuate? Yes, immediately.
Unlock him.
Don't think I've forgotten that you're sheltering a murderer, but if you intend to evacuate everyone into orbit, then RCE will do whatever it can to aid your effort.
This isn't about your claim on the planet anymore.
I understand.
You wanna keep your people safe, and so do I.
[AMOS.]
He'll only help as long as evacuating the Belters is easier than shooting them.
- I know.
- [MURTRY.]
You people act like I'm the bad guy here.
I came on a peaceful mission.
These squatters drew first blood.
And you used it to justify murder.
I acted against terrorists who killed innocent people and were planning further acts of violence, but I'm the bad guy.
You and your friend here assault me and my people, but I'm the bad guy.
Maybe I've just got that kind of face.
I'll make sure you get to tell your story in court at a murder trial.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
One way or another, we all answer for what we've done.
- [MURTRY.]
Tell everyone to pack.
- [WEI.]
Are we really leaving? Well, only if the Belters leave too.
Get everyone round up.
This evacuation is real, but you and I better be the last two people on those shuttles.
Understood.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
[MAN.]
This is the Edward Israel.
Go ahead, sir.
Both light shuttles in working order? [MAN.]
Yes, sir.
Take the secondary one, disable the safeties, rig it up for remote piloting, and put it on a proximity trigger.
[MAN.]
You want me to make it into a bomb? I want you to make it into an option.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
Have the Belters broadcast any of these images? No, ma'am, RCE said the Edward Israel was the only ship recording it.
Good.
I want these kept under wraps.
The last thing I need is terror in the streets.
Understood.
Let's get this over with.
[ARJUN.]
Look at me like I'm the camera.
Treat the lens like a friend, and everyone on the other side of the screen will feel it.
[AIDE.]
Madam Secretary, why did you approve the higher grain allotments for the European Shared Interest Zone? The grain allotments haven't been adjusted Relax your shoulders.
Just talk to me.
The grain allotments haven't been adjusted for almost 15 years.
In that time, immigration between zones Use simpler diction.
Just say "people moving" instead.
This is a waste of my time.
Who the fuck cares about any of this? Food allotment will be a key campaign issue.
James Holden and a bunch of Belters are fucking up our first exploration of an alien world, but yes, let's talk about the grain shipments.
No matter where the debate leads, we need you to come off as more approachable, nurturing, the caring family matriarch.
- It tested - Get the fuck out.
Hmm.
They're trying to help.
Caring matriarch? It's an election debate.
They just want you to play the game.
Fuck.
You and that RCE security woman.
- Wei? - Yeah.
Is she gonna be a problem? - For who? - Where is my family? Do you know what happened to them? Lucia's on my ship, and my ship is in orbit.
- She's safe.
- And Felcia? Was my daughter with her? I'm sorry.
I haven't seen her.
[AMOS.]
Excuse me.
- We need to talk.
- We're not leaving.
You don't understand.
There was a massive machine in the desert that would've leveled the town.
We know.
The RCE scientist told us.
And now the Inners are going back to orbit.
Fine, let them.
This settlement and everyone in it would be dead.
You're not, only because a torpedo from my ship was able to kill it, but the next thing could be a lot worse, and there will be a next thing.
You have no way of knowing that.
He actually does.
We need to get everyone off the planet right now.
Was this RCE's plan all along? No.
It was mine.
Don't make this a fight.
I don't know if you're using Murtry or he's using you, but if we leave, they'll never let us come back.
You go if you want to.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[FAYEZ.]
The islands where all that weird lightning ended up? They've started putting off heat like a supervolcano on a planet with no volcanoes.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
What do you think it is? More weird alien shit.
[SIGHS.]
This is a lot.
I mean, I was expecting a lot, but this is a lot, a lot.
[FAYEZ.]
Right? Does it seem strange to you that these things have lasted millions, maybe billions, of years and we can break them with torpedoes? Maybe they wore out and got brittle.
I had a, uh a refrigerator in college I left off over holiday, and when I turned it back on, it caught fire.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY.]
- Murtry wants you.
- Gotta go.
Wait.
- [DEVICE BEEPS.]
- She's in here, sir.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
You might want to get that checked out.
Squatter camp hygiene makes all sorts of nasty infections.
- Just itches.
- [MURTRY.]
Dr.
Okoye.
I understand you saw the thing that Holden destroyed.
I did.
I told him not to.
It's fine.
I want to hear about this alien technology.
Every detail.
[PENSIVE MUSIC.]
[COMPUTERS BEEPING.]
Nagata here.
This is Fayez Sarkis on the Edward Israel.
I have an anomaly on the surface.
Can I get a look at any surface data the Rocinante has made? Your boss, Murtry, was shooting at me not long ago.
He's not my boss, and he's kind of an ass.
I'm just looking to fill some gaps in the data from when we orbited to the far side of the planet.
I can send you the coordinates.
All right.
Send them along.
Yo, Rocinante here.
I want to talk to my wife.
Where is she? Oh, hey, Jakob.
Uh, yeah, she's here, - and she is all right.
- I didn't ask if she was all right! I said I need to talk to her! Okay, uh, cool your jets there, friend.
I'll transfer you over.
[INTERCOM WARBLES.]
[ALEX.]
Hey, Lucia.
Your husband he wants to talk to you.
[SIGHS.]
Tell me she's somewhere safe, that she's not with you.
What? Who? Felcia.
Our daughter! Tell me you know where she is! Jakob, I don't.
Maybe she hid when the shooting started.
- I'm sure she'll be - I have been everyplace! She's not here! [UNEASY MUSIC.]
Oh, God.
Murtry.
- Uh, he said - [JAKOB.]
What? What did he say? Uh, nothing specific.
When he was telling me to surrender, he talked about you and her.
It's true, then, what they're saying about you and Coop, Scotty, the others.
You were part of that.
We were just trying to put them off, slow them down until we could get a load of ore out, get some money, hire a lawyer, maybe.
No one was supposed to get hurt.
God damn it, Lucia.
How could you be so stupid? I wasn't stupid! I did it for us! All of us! Someone had to be strong.
And I wasn't? I wasn't strong enough because I didn't want to bring the killing to this planet, - like Coop and his OPA thugs? - Stop.
You don't get to tell me when to stop.
You ran away.
My daughter is missing.
Now they're going to round us up like cattle and take us away! We have nothing! Not even our family.
You can't let them make us leave.
We have nowhere else to go.
You have to fight! Jakob, you have to fight.
If we did all that and it doesn't even matter? You have to stay.
All these terrible things you've done? They didn't save us.
[EXHALES HEAVILY.]
All they did was destroy the only thing we had left.
Oh.
[GROANS SOFTLY.]
[EXHALES HEAVILY.]
Trouble coming.
[FAINT INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Looks like it.
[MAN.]
Okay.
[MAN.]
Bring it out.
You need to do anything about it? No orders.
Just staying ready.
Watching your ass is always a good idea.
Oh, you hitting on me? Not right now.
Disappointing.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Oh, my Earther sweethearts.
[LIAM.]
What the fuck do you want? [ALL GRUNTING.]
You! I want to talk to you.
This isn't a great time.
I don't care.
You seem angry.
At me? [HOLDEN CLEARS THROAT.]
I've been going through everything that happened: the bugs that showed up exactly when you did, the lightning and the way you happened to be exactly where the lightning started, the underground structures, the digging machine.
None of this happened until you showed up, and when I ask you about it, you deflect.
It's complicated.
Yes, exactly like that.
- It's just - Complicated, need-to-know, none of my business.
Enough of that shit! You are connected to this, and you are withholding information.
You're right.
And yeah, there are some things I've kept to myself.
Well? I wouldn't even know where to begin.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
- [GUNFIRE.]
- [PEOPLE YELLING.]
Were those gunshots? - [GUNFIRE, GLASS SHATTERS.]
- [HOLDEN.]
Down! [GUNFIRE CONTINUES.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[WEI.]
Let them go right now! [LIAM.]
Fuck these assholes.
Just shoot them! [ANGELETTI.]
Na wanya do that, unless you wanya to see the inside of his head.
Don't make me ask again.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
- [GUNFIRE.]
- [PEOPLE YELLING.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
[WEI.]
Covering fire! Fall back! Fall back! [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[MAN.]
If you want your friends alive, you stop shooting! What the hell happened? Fucking Belters grabbed two of my people.
They're holding them in the trading post.
Half a dozen more are armed and in cover outside.
Looks like they're just holding their ground.
Any demands? [DEVICE BEEPS.]
What are they hoping to accomplish with this? [DEVICE BEEPS.]
Our people have been locked in their quarters by corporate soldiers, they have been executed without trial, and now we are being ordered to evacuate.
We won't stop anyone else from leaving.
They can go in peace.
But we will not be forced from our homes again.
Is this just us, or is she broadcasting this? I don't see why she wouldn't.
Chances are, tomorrow, it'll be all over the news feeds back home.
Fantastic.
You look like you're having a good time.
[SIGHS.]
I do enjoy the clarity of these moments.
Now you see what I've been working with: professional victims and martyrs.
But not a word about the bombs that they've thrown, the bodies they've stacked up.
I scouted their position.
They're dug in tight, but we can root them out.
I feel like this is exactly what you hoped would happen.
I'd love to have come to a peaceful resolution, but then they took two RCE employees hostage, and keeping them alive is my job.
[HOLDEN.]
We'll get your people back.
Don't even think about using this as an excuse for a massacre.
No, but I am gonna gas every Belter in the camp, anyone I find with a gun is gonna be disarmed and restrained, and the rest will be kept sedated until they can be taken up to their ship and sent on their way.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
I would ask if you have any objection, but I honestly don't give a fuck now.
[APPLAUSE.]
[MODERATOR.]
Tonight's debate will be town hall style with questions selected by a nonpartisan committee from around the world.
We ask the candidates to keep their answers brief and on topic.
Our first question comes from the North American trade zone.
With all the uncertainty regarding the alien worlds outside the Ring, I want to ask the candidates how they would protect us from a second Eros incident.
That's a very good question.
The Eros incident was a frightening moment for all of us.
It was also an opening to a new era.
The existence of alien life gives us, all of us, unimaginable opportunities, and I think the real danger of Eros is that we only react to it from fear.
What we need now is leadership that can embrace the possibilities while managing the risks.
I was in the situation room during the Eros incident, and as I recall, the real danger was that it was about to kill everyone on Earth.
I helped avert that disaster, and afterward, I brought to justice the men who weaponized the Protomolecule.
You ask how I would protect Earth from another Eros incident? That's a good question, and here is my answer: the same way I did last time.
[AUDIENCE MURMURING.]
[MODERATOR.]
Our next question comes from the Eurasia trade zone.
[MAN.]
I'm a medical technician, and I believe health care infrastructure is underfunded when it comes to dealing with the undocumented population.
Murtry's waiting until he has a plan for rescuing his people in the trading post.
Unless we find some other solution before then, he's gonna move forward with gassing the camp.
Would you actually let him do that? [HOLDEN.]
At this point, I'm not sure he's wrong.
What were they thinking, taking hostages like that? [NAOMI.]
What about Miller? Any contact at all? Nothing.
[SIGHS.]
But it's clear he's caused everything that has happened since we arrived.
Can't let the settlers die because of that.
So Murtry forcing them out is the answer? You know I don't want to do this at gunpoint, but I have to do something.
Murtry has no right making them leave, and neither do you.
If they die here, it's on me.
And it's on the Inners for fighting over Ganymede and Jules-Pierre Mao for his experiments and Avasarala for sending us and some aliens for creating the Protomolecule and shooting it at Earth.
And it's on the Belters too for coming here, for staying after you warned them, for taking hostages now.
They're not children.
They have no idea what's really going on here.
They're still playing out the old squabbles.
Don't decide for them.
Tell them the truth and let them decide for themselves.
You know, I used to be the one saying things like that.
So go be you.
Lucia? Hey.
I don't know if you're hungry or nothing, but, um, post-op, you gotta eat, right? So, uh, I took it upon myself and made you a little broth.
Lucia? You all right in there? Hmm.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
Door lock override.
Yeah, all right, I'm not trying to intrude upon you or nothing.
I just thought you might enjoy a little [MONITOR BEEPING.]
Naomi! [AUTO-DOC BEEPING.]
Her pulse is weak.
Yeah, she's got no more blood left in her.
She's shutting down.
Stop.
It's fine.
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
Oh, Christ.
She popped a bleeder in there.
Okay.
You get it stopped, and I'll run a second infusion line.
- Now! - Right.
[MONITORS BEEPING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Okay.
- [SCREAMS.]
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I just gotta I gotta - Okay.
- [GROANS.]
[ALEX.]
Gotcha.
I don't even know what the hell I'm looking for in here.
That's all right.
Your abdomen is full of blood.
I can't see anything.
Lucia, listen to me.
I need your help, okay? I've never done this before.
Please, you gotta tell me what to do.
Help me, please.
No, no.
Don't help me.
God damn it.
[MONITORS BEEPING RAPIDLY.]
Look, do not make me tell your daughter I had to let you die! Fucking tell me what to do! Suction.
All right, suction.
All right.
- [LUCIA SCREAMS.]
- [ALEX.]
Sorry.
Sorry.
Where's that line, Naomi? I'm working on it.
[GROANS.]
Uh, all right.
You're still bleeding inside.
How do I stop that? [PANTING.]
[GRUNTS.]
There.
There.
It's in.
The infusion's working.
You just gotta stop the bleeder now.
I can do this.
Don't! You don't have to.
[LUCIA CRYING.]
[GROANS.]
You're too low.
Okay, all right.
[YELPS.]
[GROANING.]
[MONITOR CHIMES.]
Hey.
I got it.
I got it.
[LAUGHS.]
[LUCIA BREATHING RAGGEDLY.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[LAUGHS.]
Hey, you did good.
Thank you.
[NAOMI.]
I'll, um, start the cleanup.
You stay with her.
You're gonna be all right.
Sorry I yelled at you.
I can't even die right.
[CRIES.]
[AMOS.]
They got a solid position, good cover, overlapping fire.
That's a meat grinder.
If Murtry orders you to go in, don't go.
Comes to that, I guarantee they'll bleed more than we do.
If you say so.
Nice working on the same side for once.
Fuck that.
I'm not gassing anybody on Murtry's orders.
I just don't want to see you get shot over this.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
I'm unarmed! Oh, shit.
What's he doing? Being him.
What do you want? I want to talk.
[WOMAN.]
I've been on the basic rolls since I was born, and I've been on the waiting list for vocational training and job placement for 30 years.
I want to ask the candidates, what can be done to offer more opportunity to those on basic assistance? There is no law or policy so well-made that a culture of shortcuts, preferential treatment, and corruption cannot degrade it.
Any change we make must be rooted in fairness.
It has been well documented at this point that my opponent exploited political connections to jump the line and take the spot that would have gone to someone with fewer friends in high places.
I have already requested changes that would close that loophole and make the system fair again.
It's a little strange to have a member of the political aristocracy lecture me about connections.
Tonight's the first time she's ever interviewed for a job.
[SCATTERED LAUGHTER.]
[GAO.]
But she's right.
My parents had friends who helped me get a lottery placement.
My opponent has asked what happened to the person whose place I took.
[WARM MUSIC.]
George, would you stand up, please? George Cantor was my first alternate.
When I got my appointment at the regional government, I hired George to work with my policy research team.
He now runs it.
My second alternate was a woman named Li Fan.
She has become my top security consultant.
My third alternate was Cristof Hymer.
Sadly, he died of an overdose and never got off the rolls.
George and Fan would both have had to fail for him to get a chance, because that's the lie, isn't it? Six thousand people fight for one slot, and we say anyone can make it.
Any one of those 6,000, not two, not ten.
Certainly not everyone.
We all know the system's broken.
We all just want a chance.
We aren't afraid to work hard.
We aren't afraid to take risks, and with 1,300 new solar systems, we can provide that opportunity for everyone, not just the colonists: workers and farmers and engineers.
The people of Earth have talent and drive and ambition.
What we need what we deserve is a government that gives us a chance.
- [APPLAUSE.]
- [INTERCOM BEEPS.]
- [WOMAN.]
Security alert.
- [GUARD.]
Ma'am.
We need you to come with us right away.
[WOMAN.]
Please remain where you are until further notice.
Archangel secured.
Exiting now.
What the fuck is wrong with you? Can you not see where I am? We have a security situation.
Shit.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
What are we looking at? Three hours ago, this ship went off its course.
The transponder IDs her as the Sinon, - out of Triton.
- And its path? It was heading towards Luna, but 20 minutes ago, it shifted.
It's on a collision course with Sentinel Nineteen.
The asteroid spotter? You rushed me off the surface of the planet, so obviously, you're treating this like an attack.
What's the threat assessment? A ship's drive is a fusion bomb, and it's targeting our early warning system.
Protocol is to assume there is more than one on its way.
So why haven't we killed the ship already? [MAN.]
This is the Sinon.
We are experiencing a minor failure in our computer systems.
It has affected our comms and drive controls.
We are working to correct it.
We have children on board.
This message was sent ten minutes after it went off course.
We haven't been able to raise them since.
How long before we have to make a decision? If we kill it now, there's a three percent chance the debris field will compromise our strategic defenses.
The longer we wait, the more that goes up.
Or maybe we blow up a ship full of innocent civilians who just called for help.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
Ma'am, we cannot afford [AIDE.]
Ma'am, we just got a flash from signal intelligence.
The drive signature on record also matches a colony ship called the Sojourner.
The one the Belters said was lost to scrap? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Kill it.
Destroy the ship immediately.
Yes, ma'am.
This supposed attack never should've happened in the first place.
If we were supporting colony ships instead of stranding them out where they're easy prey for piracy, it wouldn't have.
It was bad timing.
It could've happened to anyone.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[DOOR HISSES.]
How are you feeling? Weak.
Do you mind if I come in? It's your ship.
I didn't deserve to be saved.
Deserving isn't really the issue.
Maybe it should be.
It's funny.
I was just talking with Holden about letting people make their own choices, even if you don't agree with them, and now Regrets? No, 'cause I've been where you are right now.
I don't think that you have.
I was young and in love with a boy who had a crazy plan.
I'd hack reactor control programs.
He had a way to insert them into Inner ships.
Then we could turn off the drive, leave them on the drift, rescue them for a price later, and it wouldn't look like piracy because they'd be so grateful that we saved them.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC.]
At least, that was the story he told me.
The first one we tried was the AugustÃn Gamarra.
I know that name.
Why do I know that name? It was the one that blew up in the docks at Luna because the man I loved, the father of my child, used my code to overload the reactor.
We killed 516 people.
And he meant to do it again.
It wasn't your doing, then.
You were tricked.
I chose what I did.
I chose not to see what kind of man my lover was until it was too late.
Then when I told him I'd never help him again, it was the last time he let me see my little boy.
I'm sorry for that.
I almost walked out an air lock.
Being dead seemed better.
I'm sorry.
Stop saying you're sorry.
I'm not asking for sympathy.
I'm telling you something you need to know if you're going to live.
I don't understand.
I have a family now.
Certainly not one I would've expected, but I love them, and they love me.
And I have a life that I like living.
I haven't had that, not in years.
If you want to die, I can't stop you, but there is a path from where you are to where I am.
All we did was buy you a little time.
You decide what you want to do with it.
[DOOR HISSES.]
[HOLDEN.]
I know there's already been bloodshed and both sides have lost people.
[MURTRY.]
I didn't lose anyone.
I've got two of mine at gunpoint in that building right there.
[ANGELETTI.]
Get the fuck off our planet! Deng we send your people back to you unharmed.
[JAKOB.]
What did you do to my daughter, you son of a bitch, huh? We never touched your damn kid! How would we know? You kill us for no reason.
[PEOPLE CLAMORING.]
[HOLDEN.]
God damn it! Everyone shut up for a minute! [WOMAN.]
This is my home here! [WOMAN.]
There's no way.
I know no one wants to back down.
I know why all of you came to this place and everyone feels like they have a reason to fight for it.
You mean our legally binding charter from a legitimate government.
Your government does not own every planet in the sky.
But that's not why I'm here.
It's not why I'm here.
I haven't told any of you the truth, and if I had, maybe you'd understand the larger issues at play and you wouldn't be wasting time over this territorial bullshit.
This planet is not what you think it is.
As soon as the gate opened, I started being contacted by a man I knew who died on Eros.
The Protomolecule was somehow projecting him into my brain.
You're infected by the Protomolecule? No, but I'm in contact with something.
How? How does it work? I don't know how any of it works.
What does this ghost want from you? The Protomolecule was made to build the Ring gates and report back when it was finished.
It wants to reach its creators.
But the things that it was supposed to report to are gone.
They were killed.
This person in your head that no one else can see told you that? I had a vision when I was inside the Ring station.
Oh, the ghost didn't tell you, but the vision did.
I can see why you didn't tell anyone.
I saw a record of the old civilization dying, and I think I saw what killed them all.
I've had glimpses during the Ring transits.
Is there any way to test this information? Because anyone can claim to have prophetic visions, but that doesn't mean that Cap's been right about everything so far.
That thing in his head is giving him answers.
Or he's just a crazy person with a few lucky guesses.
I believe whatever I'm in contact with is turning on all the old technology here to try and understand what happened to its creators, and I don't think it's gonna stop.
I'm not even sure it can stop.
[MURTRY.]
You're saying these alien artifacts are responding to something that you're doing? Is there any way we can use that to control them? - I don't know.
- [CAROL.]
It doesn't matter.
If we leave here, we can't go to some other system and find a lithium deposit like this.
Maybe you did make it worse, but this place is our only hope.
We're not giving it up.
[ELVI.]
What happens if you leave? If you're in contact with it, why don't you just go? I have no reason to believe it'll stop once I'm gone.
There is no version of this where we abandon our charter and we leave these squatters and murderers in possession of this planet.
You're nothing but thieves.
You came here to steal everything we built! - It's not happening! - [HOLDEN.]
Hey! Hey! Justice to Belters! Hey! Hey! [PEOPLE YELLING.]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES.]
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
Oh, my God.
[PENSIVE MUSIC.]
[WOMAN SINGING IN NORWEGIAN.]
Careful, it's powerful stuff.
You sure that remote even work, ke? I wired it myself.
It will work.
[DISTANT ROAR.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
[LUCIA.]
They're here, ten hours early! No, leave im! We have to remove the charge.
- Their drive will set it off.
- Then it does.
At least blow it now, before they land.
Give them a chance to pull up.
Nah.
Fuck Inyalowda.
This isn't what we planned.
I did not come here to kill people.
The plan is what I say it is.
Whatever happen, their fault.
[HUFFS.]
[COOP.]
No! [LAUGHS.]
Big surprise for landing, eh? They got it coming, them.
[SCOTTY.]
Yeah.
[COOP.]
Lucia, no! [PANTING.]
There, there.
You're safe now.
What happened? Oh, auto-doc just knocked you out while I was packing your wounds.
[SIGHS.]
Go easy.
We're on the float.
[ALEX.]
You got some deep tissue damage.
That's the kind of thing that doesn't do too well in zero-G, so I guess this means we made it.
[CHUCKLES.]
Welcome to the Rocinante.
[ALEX LAUGHS.]
You okay? I'll be fine.
[PENSIVE MUSIC.]
My family Murtry said We haven't heard anything yet.
But Holden will take care of it.
[ALEX.]
That's right.
Holden's not gonna let anything happen to them, I promise.
[MASON.]
Yeah, then there was this place on Titan.
Yeah, I used to go there when I was in training.
They had this grilled corn with garlic butter, you know? - I do not.
- Yeah, garlic butter, and they had these sides, these green sides.
I don't know what they were.
They kind of looked Wait outside until you're relieved.
I'll watch this one.
That guy talks a lot.
Mason's an idiot.
Lot of those on your team.
You know, in a different context, this could be kind of fun.
Come on.
Don't be mad.
Trade places with me, and then we'll talk about it.
Don't be an asshole.
I saved your life out there.
- Maybe.
- Oh, really? You think you could take on all my men by yourself? I had a shot.
You are so fucking weird.
[HOLDEN.]
Amos! In here! Shit.
[FOREBODING MUSIC.]
- [METALLIC CLANGING.]
- [WOMAN SHUSHING.]
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING.]
[WOMAN QUAVERS.]
Amos! Settlement's in lockdown.
No one outside their quarters unless Chief Murtry says so.
I don't give a fuck what Murtry said.
Where's my crewman? Module seven.
- [DEVICE BEEPS.]
- Sir, we have a situation.
- [MURTRY.]
I'm well aware.
- [DEVICE BEEPS.]
Unlock him.
Not gonna happen.
Put the gun down.
[AMOS.]
Don't kill her.
She just hasn't figured out her boss is a dick.
- You stay out of it.
- [AMOS.]
Hey.
Give me the key and walk away.
There's no need to die over this shit.
Fuck that.
[MURTRY.]
Captain Holden.
You left before we could finish our talk.
Cut him loose.
Do it now.
We don't have time for your vendetta.
Vendetta? The artifacts on this planet are waking up.
The device my ship just blew up would've wiped this settlement off the map.
We need to get everyone off the surface before something even worse shows up.
You're saying we need to evacuate? Yes, immediately.
Unlock him.
Don't think I've forgotten that you're sheltering a murderer, but if you intend to evacuate everyone into orbit, then RCE will do whatever it can to aid your effort.
This isn't about your claim on the planet anymore.
I understand.
You wanna keep your people safe, and so do I.
[AMOS.]
He'll only help as long as evacuating the Belters is easier than shooting them.
- I know.
- [MURTRY.]
You people act like I'm the bad guy here.
I came on a peaceful mission.
These squatters drew first blood.
And you used it to justify murder.
I acted against terrorists who killed innocent people and were planning further acts of violence, but I'm the bad guy.
You and your friend here assault me and my people, but I'm the bad guy.
Maybe I've just got that kind of face.
I'll make sure you get to tell your story in court at a murder trial.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
One way or another, we all answer for what we've done.
- [MURTRY.]
Tell everyone to pack.
- [WEI.]
Are we really leaving? Well, only if the Belters leave too.
Get everyone round up.
This evacuation is real, but you and I better be the last two people on those shuttles.
Understood.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
[MAN.]
This is the Edward Israel.
Go ahead, sir.
Both light shuttles in working order? [MAN.]
Yes, sir.
Take the secondary one, disable the safeties, rig it up for remote piloting, and put it on a proximity trigger.
[MAN.]
You want me to make it into a bomb? I want you to make it into an option.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
Have the Belters broadcast any of these images? No, ma'am, RCE said the Edward Israel was the only ship recording it.
Good.
I want these kept under wraps.
The last thing I need is terror in the streets.
Understood.
Let's get this over with.
[ARJUN.]
Look at me like I'm the camera.
Treat the lens like a friend, and everyone on the other side of the screen will feel it.
[AIDE.]
Madam Secretary, why did you approve the higher grain allotments for the European Shared Interest Zone? The grain allotments haven't been adjusted Relax your shoulders.
Just talk to me.
The grain allotments haven't been adjusted for almost 15 years.
In that time, immigration between zones Use simpler diction.
Just say "people moving" instead.
This is a waste of my time.
Who the fuck cares about any of this? Food allotment will be a key campaign issue.
James Holden and a bunch of Belters are fucking up our first exploration of an alien world, but yes, let's talk about the grain shipments.
No matter where the debate leads, we need you to come off as more approachable, nurturing, the caring family matriarch.
- It tested - Get the fuck out.
Hmm.
They're trying to help.
Caring matriarch? It's an election debate.
They just want you to play the game.
Fuck.
You and that RCE security woman.
- Wei? - Yeah.
Is she gonna be a problem? - For who? - Where is my family? Do you know what happened to them? Lucia's on my ship, and my ship is in orbit.
- She's safe.
- And Felcia? Was my daughter with her? I'm sorry.
I haven't seen her.
[AMOS.]
Excuse me.
- We need to talk.
- We're not leaving.
You don't understand.
There was a massive machine in the desert that would've leveled the town.
We know.
The RCE scientist told us.
And now the Inners are going back to orbit.
Fine, let them.
This settlement and everyone in it would be dead.
You're not, only because a torpedo from my ship was able to kill it, but the next thing could be a lot worse, and there will be a next thing.
You have no way of knowing that.
He actually does.
We need to get everyone off the planet right now.
Was this RCE's plan all along? No.
It was mine.
Don't make this a fight.
I don't know if you're using Murtry or he's using you, but if we leave, they'll never let us come back.
You go if you want to.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[FAYEZ.]
The islands where all that weird lightning ended up? They've started putting off heat like a supervolcano on a planet with no volcanoes.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
What do you think it is? More weird alien shit.
[SIGHS.]
This is a lot.
I mean, I was expecting a lot, but this is a lot, a lot.
[FAYEZ.]
Right? Does it seem strange to you that these things have lasted millions, maybe billions, of years and we can break them with torpedoes? Maybe they wore out and got brittle.
I had a, uh a refrigerator in college I left off over holiday, and when I turned it back on, it caught fire.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY.]
- Murtry wants you.
- Gotta go.
Wait.
- [DEVICE BEEPS.]
- She's in here, sir.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
You might want to get that checked out.
Squatter camp hygiene makes all sorts of nasty infections.
- Just itches.
- [MURTRY.]
Dr.
Okoye.
I understand you saw the thing that Holden destroyed.
I did.
I told him not to.
It's fine.
I want to hear about this alien technology.
Every detail.
[PENSIVE MUSIC.]
[COMPUTERS BEEPING.]
Nagata here.
This is Fayez Sarkis on the Edward Israel.
I have an anomaly on the surface.
Can I get a look at any surface data the Rocinante has made? Your boss, Murtry, was shooting at me not long ago.
He's not my boss, and he's kind of an ass.
I'm just looking to fill some gaps in the data from when we orbited to the far side of the planet.
I can send you the coordinates.
All right.
Send them along.
Yo, Rocinante here.
I want to talk to my wife.
Where is she? Oh, hey, Jakob.
Uh, yeah, she's here, - and she is all right.
- I didn't ask if she was all right! I said I need to talk to her! Okay, uh, cool your jets there, friend.
I'll transfer you over.
[INTERCOM WARBLES.]
[ALEX.]
Hey, Lucia.
Your husband he wants to talk to you.
[SIGHS.]
Tell me she's somewhere safe, that she's not with you.
What? Who? Felcia.
Our daughter! Tell me you know where she is! Jakob, I don't.
Maybe she hid when the shooting started.
- I'm sure she'll be - I have been everyplace! She's not here! [UNEASY MUSIC.]
Oh, God.
Murtry.
- Uh, he said - [JAKOB.]
What? What did he say? Uh, nothing specific.
When he was telling me to surrender, he talked about you and her.
It's true, then, what they're saying about you and Coop, Scotty, the others.
You were part of that.
We were just trying to put them off, slow them down until we could get a load of ore out, get some money, hire a lawyer, maybe.
No one was supposed to get hurt.
God damn it, Lucia.
How could you be so stupid? I wasn't stupid! I did it for us! All of us! Someone had to be strong.
And I wasn't? I wasn't strong enough because I didn't want to bring the killing to this planet, - like Coop and his OPA thugs? - Stop.
You don't get to tell me when to stop.
You ran away.
My daughter is missing.
Now they're going to round us up like cattle and take us away! We have nothing! Not even our family.
You can't let them make us leave.
We have nowhere else to go.
You have to fight! Jakob, you have to fight.
If we did all that and it doesn't even matter? You have to stay.
All these terrible things you've done? They didn't save us.
[EXHALES HEAVILY.]
All they did was destroy the only thing we had left.
Oh.
[GROANS SOFTLY.]
[EXHALES HEAVILY.]
Trouble coming.
[FAINT INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Looks like it.
[MAN.]
Okay.
[MAN.]
Bring it out.
You need to do anything about it? No orders.
Just staying ready.
Watching your ass is always a good idea.
Oh, you hitting on me? Not right now.
Disappointing.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
Oh, my Earther sweethearts.
[LIAM.]
What the fuck do you want? [ALL GRUNTING.]
You! I want to talk to you.
This isn't a great time.
I don't care.
You seem angry.
At me? [HOLDEN CLEARS THROAT.]
I've been going through everything that happened: the bugs that showed up exactly when you did, the lightning and the way you happened to be exactly where the lightning started, the underground structures, the digging machine.
None of this happened until you showed up, and when I ask you about it, you deflect.
It's complicated.
Yes, exactly like that.
- It's just - Complicated, need-to-know, none of my business.
Enough of that shit! You are connected to this, and you are withholding information.
You're right.
And yeah, there are some things I've kept to myself.
Well? I wouldn't even know where to begin.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
- [GUNFIRE.]
- [PEOPLE YELLING.]
Were those gunshots? - [GUNFIRE, GLASS SHATTERS.]
- [HOLDEN.]
Down! [GUNFIRE CONTINUES.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[WEI.]
Let them go right now! [LIAM.]
Fuck these assholes.
Just shoot them! [ANGELETTI.]
Na wanya do that, unless you wanya to see the inside of his head.
Don't make me ask again.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
- [GUNFIRE.]
- [PEOPLE YELLING.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
[WEI.]
Covering fire! Fall back! Fall back! [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
[MAN.]
If you want your friends alive, you stop shooting! What the hell happened? Fucking Belters grabbed two of my people.
They're holding them in the trading post.
Half a dozen more are armed and in cover outside.
Looks like they're just holding their ground.
Any demands? [DEVICE BEEPS.]
What are they hoping to accomplish with this? [DEVICE BEEPS.]
Our people have been locked in their quarters by corporate soldiers, they have been executed without trial, and now we are being ordered to evacuate.
We won't stop anyone else from leaving.
They can go in peace.
But we will not be forced from our homes again.
Is this just us, or is she broadcasting this? I don't see why she wouldn't.
Chances are, tomorrow, it'll be all over the news feeds back home.
Fantastic.
You look like you're having a good time.
[SIGHS.]
I do enjoy the clarity of these moments.
Now you see what I've been working with: professional victims and martyrs.
But not a word about the bombs that they've thrown, the bodies they've stacked up.
I scouted their position.
They're dug in tight, but we can root them out.
I feel like this is exactly what you hoped would happen.
I'd love to have come to a peaceful resolution, but then they took two RCE employees hostage, and keeping them alive is my job.
[HOLDEN.]
We'll get your people back.
Don't even think about using this as an excuse for a massacre.
No, but I am gonna gas every Belter in the camp, anyone I find with a gun is gonna be disarmed and restrained, and the rest will be kept sedated until they can be taken up to their ship and sent on their way.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
I would ask if you have any objection, but I honestly don't give a fuck now.
[APPLAUSE.]
[MODERATOR.]
Tonight's debate will be town hall style with questions selected by a nonpartisan committee from around the world.
We ask the candidates to keep their answers brief and on topic.
Our first question comes from the North American trade zone.
With all the uncertainty regarding the alien worlds outside the Ring, I want to ask the candidates how they would protect us from a second Eros incident.
That's a very good question.
The Eros incident was a frightening moment for all of us.
It was also an opening to a new era.
The existence of alien life gives us, all of us, unimaginable opportunities, and I think the real danger of Eros is that we only react to it from fear.
What we need now is leadership that can embrace the possibilities while managing the risks.
I was in the situation room during the Eros incident, and as I recall, the real danger was that it was about to kill everyone on Earth.
I helped avert that disaster, and afterward, I brought to justice the men who weaponized the Protomolecule.
You ask how I would protect Earth from another Eros incident? That's a good question, and here is my answer: the same way I did last time.
[AUDIENCE MURMURING.]
[MODERATOR.]
Our next question comes from the Eurasia trade zone.
[MAN.]
I'm a medical technician, and I believe health care infrastructure is underfunded when it comes to dealing with the undocumented population.
Murtry's waiting until he has a plan for rescuing his people in the trading post.
Unless we find some other solution before then, he's gonna move forward with gassing the camp.
Would you actually let him do that? [HOLDEN.]
At this point, I'm not sure he's wrong.
What were they thinking, taking hostages like that? [NAOMI.]
What about Miller? Any contact at all? Nothing.
[SIGHS.]
But it's clear he's caused everything that has happened since we arrived.
Can't let the settlers die because of that.
So Murtry forcing them out is the answer? You know I don't want to do this at gunpoint, but I have to do something.
Murtry has no right making them leave, and neither do you.
If they die here, it's on me.
And it's on the Inners for fighting over Ganymede and Jules-Pierre Mao for his experiments and Avasarala for sending us and some aliens for creating the Protomolecule and shooting it at Earth.
And it's on the Belters too for coming here, for staying after you warned them, for taking hostages now.
They're not children.
They have no idea what's really going on here.
They're still playing out the old squabbles.
Don't decide for them.
Tell them the truth and let them decide for themselves.
You know, I used to be the one saying things like that.
So go be you.
Lucia? Hey.
I don't know if you're hungry or nothing, but, um, post-op, you gotta eat, right? So, uh, I took it upon myself and made you a little broth.
Lucia? You all right in there? Hmm.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
Door lock override.
Yeah, all right, I'm not trying to intrude upon you or nothing.
I just thought you might enjoy a little [MONITOR BEEPING.]
Naomi! [AUTO-DOC BEEPING.]
Her pulse is weak.
Yeah, she's got no more blood left in her.
She's shutting down.
Stop.
It's fine.
[MONITOR BEEPING.]
Oh, Christ.
She popped a bleeder in there.
Okay.
You get it stopped, and I'll run a second infusion line.
- Now! - Right.
[MONITORS BEEPING.]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Okay.
- [SCREAMS.]
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I just gotta I gotta - Okay.
- [GROANS.]
[ALEX.]
Gotcha.
I don't even know what the hell I'm looking for in here.
That's all right.
Your abdomen is full of blood.
I can't see anything.
Lucia, listen to me.
I need your help, okay? I've never done this before.
Please, you gotta tell me what to do.
Help me, please.
No, no.
Don't help me.
God damn it.
[MONITORS BEEPING RAPIDLY.]
Look, do not make me tell your daughter I had to let you die! Fucking tell me what to do! Suction.
All right, suction.
All right.
- [LUCIA SCREAMS.]
- [ALEX.]
Sorry.
Sorry.
Where's that line, Naomi? I'm working on it.
[GROANS.]
Uh, all right.
You're still bleeding inside.
How do I stop that? [PANTING.]
[GRUNTS.]
There.
There.
It's in.
The infusion's working.
You just gotta stop the bleeder now.
I can do this.
Don't! You don't have to.
[LUCIA CRYING.]
[GROANS.]
You're too low.
Okay, all right.
[YELPS.]
[GROANING.]
[MONITOR CHIMES.]
Hey.
I got it.
I got it.
[LAUGHS.]
[LUCIA BREATHING RAGGEDLY.]
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[LAUGHS.]
Hey, you did good.
Thank you.
[NAOMI.]
I'll, um, start the cleanup.
You stay with her.
You're gonna be all right.
Sorry I yelled at you.
I can't even die right.
[CRIES.]
[AMOS.]
They got a solid position, good cover, overlapping fire.
That's a meat grinder.
If Murtry orders you to go in, don't go.
Comes to that, I guarantee they'll bleed more than we do.
If you say so.
Nice working on the same side for once.
Fuck that.
I'm not gassing anybody on Murtry's orders.
I just don't want to see you get shot over this.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
I'm unarmed! Oh, shit.
What's he doing? Being him.
What do you want? I want to talk.
[WOMAN.]
I've been on the basic rolls since I was born, and I've been on the waiting list for vocational training and job placement for 30 years.
I want to ask the candidates, what can be done to offer more opportunity to those on basic assistance? There is no law or policy so well-made that a culture of shortcuts, preferential treatment, and corruption cannot degrade it.
Any change we make must be rooted in fairness.
It has been well documented at this point that my opponent exploited political connections to jump the line and take the spot that would have gone to someone with fewer friends in high places.
I have already requested changes that would close that loophole and make the system fair again.
It's a little strange to have a member of the political aristocracy lecture me about connections.
Tonight's the first time she's ever interviewed for a job.
[SCATTERED LAUGHTER.]
[GAO.]
But she's right.
My parents had friends who helped me get a lottery placement.
My opponent has asked what happened to the person whose place I took.
[WARM MUSIC.]
George, would you stand up, please? George Cantor was my first alternate.
When I got my appointment at the regional government, I hired George to work with my policy research team.
He now runs it.
My second alternate was a woman named Li Fan.
She has become my top security consultant.
My third alternate was Cristof Hymer.
Sadly, he died of an overdose and never got off the rolls.
George and Fan would both have had to fail for him to get a chance, because that's the lie, isn't it? Six thousand people fight for one slot, and we say anyone can make it.
Any one of those 6,000, not two, not ten.
Certainly not everyone.
We all know the system's broken.
We all just want a chance.
We aren't afraid to work hard.
We aren't afraid to take risks, and with 1,300 new solar systems, we can provide that opportunity for everyone, not just the colonists: workers and farmers and engineers.
The people of Earth have talent and drive and ambition.
What we need what we deserve is a government that gives us a chance.
- [APPLAUSE.]
- [INTERCOM BEEPS.]
- [WOMAN.]
Security alert.
- [GUARD.]
Ma'am.
We need you to come with us right away.
[WOMAN.]
Please remain where you are until further notice.
Archangel secured.
Exiting now.
What the fuck is wrong with you? Can you not see where I am? We have a security situation.
Shit.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
[TENSE MUSIC.]
What are we looking at? Three hours ago, this ship went off its course.
The transponder IDs her as the Sinon, - out of Triton.
- And its path? It was heading towards Luna, but 20 minutes ago, it shifted.
It's on a collision course with Sentinel Nineteen.
The asteroid spotter? You rushed me off the surface of the planet, so obviously, you're treating this like an attack.
What's the threat assessment? A ship's drive is a fusion bomb, and it's targeting our early warning system.
Protocol is to assume there is more than one on its way.
So why haven't we killed the ship already? [MAN.]
This is the Sinon.
We are experiencing a minor failure in our computer systems.
It has affected our comms and drive controls.
We are working to correct it.
We have children on board.
This message was sent ten minutes after it went off course.
We haven't been able to raise them since.
How long before we have to make a decision? If we kill it now, there's a three percent chance the debris field will compromise our strategic defenses.
The longer we wait, the more that goes up.
Or maybe we blow up a ship full of innocent civilians who just called for help.
[DEVICE BEEPS.]
Ma'am, we cannot afford [AIDE.]
Ma'am, we just got a flash from signal intelligence.
The drive signature on record also matches a colony ship called the Sojourner.
The one the Belters said was lost to scrap? [TENSE MUSIC.]
Kill it.
Destroy the ship immediately.
Yes, ma'am.
This supposed attack never should've happened in the first place.
If we were supporting colony ships instead of stranding them out where they're easy prey for piracy, it wouldn't have.
It was bad timing.
It could've happened to anyone.
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[DOOR HISSES.]
How are you feeling? Weak.
Do you mind if I come in? It's your ship.
I didn't deserve to be saved.
Deserving isn't really the issue.
Maybe it should be.
It's funny.
I was just talking with Holden about letting people make their own choices, even if you don't agree with them, and now Regrets? No, 'cause I've been where you are right now.
I don't think that you have.
I was young and in love with a boy who had a crazy plan.
I'd hack reactor control programs.
He had a way to insert them into Inner ships.
Then we could turn off the drive, leave them on the drift, rescue them for a price later, and it wouldn't look like piracy because they'd be so grateful that we saved them.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC.]
At least, that was the story he told me.
The first one we tried was the AugustÃn Gamarra.
I know that name.
Why do I know that name? It was the one that blew up in the docks at Luna because the man I loved, the father of my child, used my code to overload the reactor.
We killed 516 people.
And he meant to do it again.
It wasn't your doing, then.
You were tricked.
I chose what I did.
I chose not to see what kind of man my lover was until it was too late.
Then when I told him I'd never help him again, it was the last time he let me see my little boy.
I'm sorry for that.
I almost walked out an air lock.
Being dead seemed better.
I'm sorry.
Stop saying you're sorry.
I'm not asking for sympathy.
I'm telling you something you need to know if you're going to live.
I don't understand.
I have a family now.
Certainly not one I would've expected, but I love them, and they love me.
And I have a life that I like living.
I haven't had that, not in years.
If you want to die, I can't stop you, but there is a path from where you are to where I am.
All we did was buy you a little time.
You decide what you want to do with it.
[DOOR HISSES.]
[HOLDEN.]
I know there's already been bloodshed and both sides have lost people.
[MURTRY.]
I didn't lose anyone.
I've got two of mine at gunpoint in that building right there.
[ANGELETTI.]
Get the fuck off our planet! Deng we send your people back to you unharmed.
[JAKOB.]
What did you do to my daughter, you son of a bitch, huh? We never touched your damn kid! How would we know? You kill us for no reason.
[PEOPLE CLAMORING.]
[HOLDEN.]
God damn it! Everyone shut up for a minute! [WOMAN.]
This is my home here! [WOMAN.]
There's no way.
I know no one wants to back down.
I know why all of you came to this place and everyone feels like they have a reason to fight for it.
You mean our legally binding charter from a legitimate government.
Your government does not own every planet in the sky.
But that's not why I'm here.
It's not why I'm here.
I haven't told any of you the truth, and if I had, maybe you'd understand the larger issues at play and you wouldn't be wasting time over this territorial bullshit.
This planet is not what you think it is.
As soon as the gate opened, I started being contacted by a man I knew who died on Eros.
The Protomolecule was somehow projecting him into my brain.
You're infected by the Protomolecule? No, but I'm in contact with something.
How? How does it work? I don't know how any of it works.
What does this ghost want from you? The Protomolecule was made to build the Ring gates and report back when it was finished.
It wants to reach its creators.
But the things that it was supposed to report to are gone.
They were killed.
This person in your head that no one else can see told you that? I had a vision when I was inside the Ring station.
Oh, the ghost didn't tell you, but the vision did.
I can see why you didn't tell anyone.
I saw a record of the old civilization dying, and I think I saw what killed them all.
I've had glimpses during the Ring transits.
Is there any way to test this information? Because anyone can claim to have prophetic visions, but that doesn't mean that Cap's been right about everything so far.
That thing in his head is giving him answers.
Or he's just a crazy person with a few lucky guesses.
I believe whatever I'm in contact with is turning on all the old technology here to try and understand what happened to its creators, and I don't think it's gonna stop.
I'm not even sure it can stop.
[MURTRY.]
You're saying these alien artifacts are responding to something that you're doing? Is there any way we can use that to control them? - I don't know.
- [CAROL.]
It doesn't matter.
If we leave here, we can't go to some other system and find a lithium deposit like this.
Maybe you did make it worse, but this place is our only hope.
We're not giving it up.
[ELVI.]
What happens if you leave? If you're in contact with it, why don't you just go? I have no reason to believe it'll stop once I'm gone.
There is no version of this where we abandon our charter and we leave these squatters and murderers in possession of this planet.
You're nothing but thieves.
You came here to steal everything we built! - It's not happening! - [HOLDEN.]
Hey! Hey! Justice to Belters! Hey! Hey! [PEOPLE YELLING.]
[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES.]
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
[OMINOUS MUSIC.]
Oh, my God.
[PENSIVE MUSIC.]