All language subtitles for The Expanse - S01E09-E10.2160p

Everything going on out there,
all this shit storm
that we're in,

it's all got to do
with her, Julie Mao.

You know that memory crypt
that we took out
of that stiff?

Yeah?
All right. Go 3-D.

It had an unregistered
flight path for a ship
called the Anubis.

The Anubis left
Phoebe Research Station,

and it was headed
for Eros, okay?

Now, I'm thinking,
hmm, maybe something's being
transported on this ship.

I'm thinking Julie's ship
was sent out
to intercept it.

And then, suddenly
ships start blowing up...

The Canterbury,
the Donnager...
It's got to be connected.

What do you think
is on this Anubis?

Something. Something worth
spilling a lot of blood over.

Ladar's really flaky.

WAN: Ah, scopes on
this bucket suck.

It's nothing bigger
than a light transport,

nothing we can't handle,
gova gut.

I'm not worried.

You gonna lock up
from the adrenaline.

I know how to fly.

Easy. I'm not trying
to pet you the wrong way.

I'm trying to help.

I'm sorry. It's just been
a long time coming.
A long fight to get here.

If I had
your kind of money,
I'd be sitting

in a penthouse at
the Shangri-La...
It's my father's money.

I see.
And that's his weapon
on that ship.

Belters need to know
what it is, so it can't be
used against us.

Us?

You are
a true believer.

That she is...

You may not share
our brittle bones,

but you're definitely
one of us, Beltalowda.

I saw you race once.

Beautiful ship.
The, uh...
Razorback.

Hot ship. Hotter pilot.

Prepare to intercept.

Matching course and speed.

(BEEPS)

Boarding team check,
komang gutegow?

WAN: (OVER INTERCOM)
Ya, bosmang, grappling team,
standing by.

Soon as hooks are in,
we drop charges, breach,

subdue crew,
grab the cargo then.

Mowsh ando natet, beratnas,
they're scientists,
not soldiers.

They work for my father.
They'll fight.

Where did that come from?

That's the Anubis.

That's a gunship.

(RUMBLING)
Breaching pod, amidships!

Seal all compartments!
All hands!
We're being boarded!

(GUNFIRE)

(MEN SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)
(BANGING)

(MAN GASPING)

(GRUNTING)

Stinking Belters.
Always trying to take
what isn't yours.

(GRUNTS)

How'd you know
we'd be here? How?

(JULIE CRYING)

Hands off that one.
She's a complication.

Put her in here
until I figure out
what to do with her.

(GASPING)

MALE VOICE: (OVER INTERCOM)
Ma'am, the distress beacon

has been planted
on the Scopuli.

Canterbury should be
picking it up soon.

WOMAN: Let's hope
they take the bait.

The sooner we get
Earth and Mars
at each other's throats,

the sooner we get
their eyes off Eros.

(WOMAN COUGHING)

Does it feel hot
in here to you?

No.

Well, I'm hot.
Check climate control
and make it cooler.

(WOMAN COUGHS)
Yes, ma'am.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BEEPING)

(WEAKLY)
This is Lionel Polanski.
I repeat, Lionel Polanski.

(SPEAKS NATIVE CREOLE)

The crew is dead.

I'm being held captive,
I'm alone.

Please help me.
Somebody come and get me.

Please!
Somebody help!

Somebody help, please!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

MAN: (ON INTERCOM)
All hands
to action stations!

(HEAVY BOOTS CRESCENDO)

MAN: (INTERCOM)
Prepare to fire.

(BANGING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

JULIE: (CRYING) Please!
Get me out of here.

(THUMPING)

(GASPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SCREAMING)

JULIE: This is
Lionel Polanski.
Mission has failed.

Scopuli has been lost.

I'm aboard the Anubis,
alone.

There's something
in the reactor.

It looks like
it consumed everyone else.

If it's a bio-weapon,
I've never seen
anything like it.

I have to get off this ship.

I'll set up
an O.P.A. locator beacon,

and park it where
no one else can find it.

But I just have to leave.

Eros station is within range
of the Anubis shuttle.

I'll be there,
waiting for you.

(WINGS FLUTTERING)

(CHIRPING)

(PHONE BEEPS)

Miller, you asshole.
Long time.

How they swinging?
So, listen, that ship
you were looking for...

Anubis, whatever,
it never showed up here.

But the funny thing is,
a short-range shuttle
from that ship did.

Anubis 1-A
is still here on Eros,
racking up dock fees.

Kinda interested
to know what's in this
for you, amigo.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

JULIE: I tried...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I tried to keep
a low profile,

but it wasn't as easy
as I hoped.

I had to get off
the streets.

(BLOWS PUNCH)
(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

I left a trail
of bread crumbs.

A way for you to find me.

And I waited...

(COUGHING)

And I waited...

(CONTINUES COUGHING)

Dawes...

You didn't even answer.

(DAWES SPEAKING
NATIVE CREOLE ON SCREEN)

JULIE: Why didn't you come?

(CONTINUES SPEAKING
NATIVE CREOLE)

DAWES: You have
every right to be angry.

You should be angry.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BUZZING)

(LIGHTS CONTINUES BUZZING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(LIGHT BUZZING)

(CRIES)

(CONTINUES CRYING)

(CONTINUES CRYING)

(WHIRRING)

(SCREAMS)
(HAND TERMINAL SHATTERS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Please Mummy,
don't let him sell
the Razorback.

I want to see it again.

(WHISPERS WEAKLY) See you...

(WINGS FLUTTERING)

Proud of me...

(WINGS CONTINUE FLUTTERING)

When I come home...

(GASPING)

(CHOKING)

MILLER: Julie?

HOLDEN: Ugh!
God, what's that smell?

AMOS: Sweat, sick.

HOLDEN: Nobody
touch anything.

Wait. Wait!

Oh.

Oh, my God.

HOLDEN: Don't touch her.

It could be contagious.

ALEX: Come on, boys,
we gotta go.

Cavalry's on its way.

If he wants to stay,
let him.

There's nothing
you can do for her.

And if you stay here,
you'll never find out
who did this to her.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(GUN CLICKS)
Drop 'em!

Not happening.

Easy.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING
IN DISTANCE)

Jesus, Miller.

What the hell you got
yourself into?

Ain't no way
I can clean all this up.

You got that right.
We're not asking you
to do anything.

We're just gonna walk
out of here real easy.
We didn't see each other.

Look, you stay
right where you are!

Miller, you tell me
what the hell
is going on here.

She's gone.

What, the girl?

Room 22. Don't touch
anything in there.

Miller.

Just lay low.

Don't leave this station
till we talk.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Let's keep moving.

HOLDEN: We need to find out
what he knows.

NAOMI: Don't push him
too hard right now.

He's having a tough time
dealing with what we saw.

The girl meant
something to him.

It was a shock
finding her like that.

AMOS: Miller, in here.

Seal off this tenement.
No one in or out
without my say-so.

Inspector Sematimba, CPM,
what the hell
are you doing here?

This is my crime scene.

DRESDEN: CPM works for me.

I'm looking for this girl.

AMOS: Doesn't look like
we were followed.

NAOMI: That's a relief.

HOLDEN: Okay, I'd say
we're all in a bit
of trouble here,

so why don't we just
figure out...

What were you doing
following Julie?

HOLDEN: We didn't know
who we were looking for...

Who were those thugs
back at the hotel?

HOLDEN: We don't know.

Any goddamn thing
you do know?

All that stuff on her,
we saw it before
on the Anubis.

The Anubis.

What happened to her?
What happened to her?
HOLDEN: Settle down!

NAOMI: Back off! Back off!
ALEX: Hey, easy there!

Amos! For God's sake,
do something!

What we should be doing
is leaving.

The cops are gonna be
all over us.

We need to get back
to the Roci
and off this rock, now.

He's right.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING
IN DISTANCE)

We shouldn't separate.

I'm going to prep
the ship for dust-off.
You guys meet us there.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

We both followed Julie here.
We both have part of
the story.

I want the truth
as bad as you do.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Thank you
for letting me come.

Craig, I'm devastated.

I never would
have thought he's...
You weren't here.

I heard he was doing
consulting work
for the shipyards,

which I took
as a good sign.

That make you feel
better about
betraying him?

There was no
consulting work.

I found out he was paying
for those trips himself.

He was ashamed
of sitting around
the house.

So I played along.

I let him keep his pride.
It was the only thing
he had left.

He had you.

He loved you
more than anything.

Frank always said,

"It's damn near impossible
to stay properly mad
at that brat."

I'm not Frank.

Would you mind if...

I need to say good bye.

RUTGER: Should I be
wearing a mask?

It's not airborne.

But if it's wet,
don't touch it.

Not unless you want
incredible things
to happen.

She's got more
than enough in her.

Tell the crew to prepare
the injections.

Give us a moment.

DRESDEN: I'm truly sorry
to be the one
to have to tell you this,

but your daughter is dead.

We still don't know
what exactly what happened
on the Anubis,

but it looks as though
Julie was the lone survivor.

Somehow, she managed
to pilot the shuttle to Eros.

The only thing
that I can say to temper
this terrible news

is that I was able to obtain
a viable sample
of the protomolecule.

The injections
have been prepared.
We're ready for lockdown.

The irradiation units
are in place.

We can still do
what needs to be done.

We may not get
another chance.

We've come so far
since that incredible
revelation on Phoebe.

Now we stand
on the precipice.

We can only learn
by letting it learn.

All you need to do now
is to give the word.

I'll be waiting.

(DEVICE BEEPS)

(SNIFFLING)

We got lucky.

Proceed as planned.

HOLDEN: We didn't
hang around on the Anubis
long enough

to figure out
what that stuff was.

We got off and nuked
the ship behind us.

What was Julie doing
on the Anubis?

She was O.P.A.
She found some
new bio-weapon

they were putting
together on Phoebe.

So did we.
MILLER: She wanted
to steal it.

They couldn't use it
on Belters.

And they used it on her.

She was an Earther.

She died for the Belt.

(RUMBLING)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

HOLDEN: What the hell
was that?

(CROWD SCREAMING)

FEMALE VOICE: (ON PA)
Attention.

Eros Station has experienced
a radiation hazard breach.

For your own safety,
please proceed...
You guys feel that?

HOLDEN: We sure did.

FEMALE VOICE:
...nearest hard shelter
in an orderly fashion.

Son of a bitch.

A ship just blew up
in the Docks.

The Roci?
ALEX: No, it wasn't
in that bay.

That's the good news.
The bad news is,

the ships are all
locked down tight.

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT)

We're stuck here.

Shit.

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT
CONTINUES)

(CROWD CLAMORING)

Hmm.

The drives that match
these serial numbers,

what ships were they
installed in?

(BEEPS)

Include black ops.

Locate the drives.

Where are they right now?

(BEEPS)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

FEMALE VOICE: (ON PA)
For your own safety,
please proceed immediately

to the nearest hard shelter
in an orderly fashion...

What are you looking at?

MILLER: When I see them cops,
they're CPM
station security.

They're gangsters
with badges.

One team rounds 'em up,
the other shakes 'em out.

This was planned.
They have assignments.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

They knew
it was gonna happen.

How could they know
a ship was going to blow up
in the docks?

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS
ON PA)

They blew it up themselves.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Hey! Where the hell
are you going?

Let him go!
Miller's onto something.

It's all connected.
The Cant, the girl...

It's not your problem.

And it's not your fault.

None of it is.

Okay.

But now I'm making it
my problem.

Meet me back at the Roci,
I'll be a few hours, tops.

We're better
when we stick together.

If I'm not back
in three hours, leave.

FEMALE VOICE: (ON PA)
Attention.

Eros Station has experienced
a radiation hazard breach.

For your own safety,
please proceed immediately
to the...

(ANNOUNCEMENT IN
NATIVE CREOLE OVER PA)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

FEMALE COP: Iodine supplement.
Protects from radiation.
Mandatory.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

No. No. No.
You do not want to be
around me right now, okay.

This is gonna get ugly.
I'm getting used to ugly.

Those two in the middle.

The guys who took out
the Donnager had body armor
just like that.

Not who I'm aiming at.

HOLDEN: Who is he?

One of the guys who do
what they did to Julie.

You need to go back
to your friends.

(GRUNTS)

Dammit!

If he killed Julie,
he killed my ship too.
I need you alive!

(GROANS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

COP 1: All right, sabakawala.
COP 2: Hey!
Break it on your feet!

COP 3: Towalda supposed to go
to shelter.

Hey! You go quiet
and go now,

else we throw you
in there, ourselves.

Help me up.
My neck. Come on.

(GUNSHOT)

Here's your problem,
asshole.

That just made me
feel better.

Turn around.

My name
is Frederick Lucius Johnson.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Many of you know me,
one way or another.

My name
is Frederick Lucius Johnson.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(SNIFFS)

My name
is Frederick Lucius Johnson.

Many of you know me,
one way or another.

I come before you today

not as a member of
the Outer Planets Alliance,

though I am proud
to call myself one,

but as citizen
of the system.

At this moment,
the UNN Nathan Hale

is headed for Tycho Station
to arrest me

because the UN believes
I was involved in the attacks
on the Donnager.

That is not true.
And I can prove it.

This datacube was recovered
from the wreckage
of the Donnager,

in the armor of
a Martian marine.

I'm broadcasting
the raw data
with this message.

Anyone can examine
and authenticate it.

It's a detailed analysis
of the ships that destroyed
the Donnager.

They were advanced
stealth fighters.

They didn't come
from the Belt.

I didn't build them.

No Belter did, or could.

Some people
won't believe that
coming from me,

because of who I am.

I accept that.

None of us can change
the things we've done.

But we can all change
what we do next.

I've seen battle.

I've taken many lives.

I've been the oppressor,
and I know his mind.

And now I hear
the drumbeats of war.

It's the sound of lies
and the love of power,

and I cannot
stand idly by.

The Belt has served
the Inner Planets
for generations.

Belters give,
Earth and Mars take.

Our language
has changed,

the things we care
about have changed,

even our bodies
have changed.

We look upon each other
as different and we've grown
to hate each other for that.

And now someone, somewhere,
for some ungodly reason

wants the whole,
sad lot of us
to fight and die.

Well, this is not
the Belt's fight.

This evidence proves
beyond a doubt

that the ships that destroyed
the Donnager were built
at the Bush Naval Shipyards.

They were built by Earth.

All right, who is that guy
you're guarding?

The scientist?

Yeah.

'Im was a scientist.

(GROANS)

Dresden. I heard them
call him Dresden,
that's all I know.

What's this, huh?

It's a Ceres Griega tatt.

I used to run with them
back there, so what?

So that makes you
a gangster, you see.

But you're wearing
a cop uniform.
Why is that?

I went straight.

(GRUNTS)

I'm gonna count
to one. One.

CPM offered a bunch
of Griegas jobs here,
a few months back.

Sweet salary, fat bonus,
no questions asked.

And it wasn't just us.
All the Ceres crews,

Golden Bough,
Dos Arriagas, Sohiro's...
They hired everybody.

What for?

Tech stuff, mostly,
it turned out.

They had us hooking up
cameras and science gear
all over the station.

HOLDEN: Why are you
herding everybody
into those shelters?

'Cause that's what
they asked me to do today!

Their scrip spends.

If these assholes want people
in those shelters,
we should let them out.

Hey, you're welcome
to try.

You said you were a cop.

You a cop like him?

You're going take me
to the nearest shelter,

and you're gonna
help me get in.

CPM sees me with you,
they shoot us both.

Oh, he's got a point.

(GUNSHOT)
(GROANS)

HOLDEN: Jesus, Miller!

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

Let's get this
poor officer some help.

As far as I can tell,
all the transit pod lines
are shut down.

Why would they do that?
All the ships are locked down,
nobody's going anywhere.

First things first.
The Roci.

There's gotta be other ways
to get to the docks,
so we need to find one.

NAOMI: Wait...

Holden, we're on the move...

Comms just went dark.

ALEX: This ain't an accident.
It's a plan.

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS
ON PA)

Please! I'm sorry
I was late.

The Transit Pods
have been shut down!
The shelters are full.

Please! I just want
to get to the shelters.
Go home.

COP 2: Stay where you are!

Move along now,
or we will use force.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Are we just gonna
stand here?

We can't just charge in
and start shooting.

Pretty sure we can.

Hey, keep your hands
off these people.

What the hell
do you think
you're doing?

GUARD: Following orders.
That's Miller's pal.

Yeah, I didn't get any orders
anything like this.
You stand down.

I've got rank here.

Not today, you don't.

(PANTING) Sir, sir,
we're trying to get in...

(CROWD SCREAMING)

(GUNFIRE)

MILLER: We got a man down!
What the hell is this?

He needs medical attention.

I can see that,
but who the hell
are you?

MILLER: Hey, some of
your guys are taking fire
down that connector shaft.

You want to check it out.
We'll take care of him.
WOMAN: You stay right there.

Open the door.

They said, once it's shut,
it stays shut.

(BLOWS PUNCH)
(GROANS)

All right, all right.
You'll be all right.

(CROWD GROANING)

HOLDEN: Jesus.

What...

(MOANING)

(BEEPING)

Get out!

Get out!

(CONTINUES BEEPING)
What...

MILLER: What the hell
was that?

We just got hit
with a mega-dose
of hard radiation.

How bad?

We're dead.

EMERGENCY SYSTEM VOICE: Attention.

Eros station has experienced
a radiation hazard breach...

EMERGENCY SYSTEM VOICE:
Eros Station has experienced
a radiation hazard breach.

For your own safety,

please proceed immediately
to the nearest hard shelter

in an orderly fashion.

(PEOPLE GROANING IN DISTANCE)

SEMATIMBA:
They're Miller's friends.

That's a stretch.

Where the hell is he?

NAOMI: No clue.
He's got his own agenda.

This emergency
is bullshit.

There's no radiation
in the tunnels.

SEMATIMBA: That's not
the only thing that stinks.

These CPM guys are a bunch
of gangsters from Ceres.

I don't know what
game they're playing,

but they're working
for someone else,

hard-core mercenaries.

We're getting
off this rock.

All ships are locked down.

Yeah, well, the Roci
ain't "all ships."

SEMATIMBA: Yeah, well,
even so, they've shut down
all access to the docks.

Look, I can find you guys
a place to hole up,
ride this thing out.

Something terrible
is happening here,

and we're not sticking
around to find out what.

Help us get into
the old mech shafts.

They'll lead us
to the docks.

The mech shafts?
(SCOFFS) Half those
things are collapsed.

I've been a cop here
for years,

I can't even find my way
through that maze.

Which is why
the OPA uses them
as smuggling routes.

On every station,
Eros included.

Get us into them,

and I'll get us
through them.

Okay.

Okay, I got a CPM override.

I can unlock your ship.

MAN: Take us with you.
Please.

Please, we won't
be any trouble.

(EMERGENCY SYSTEM VOICE
REPEATS INDISTINCTLY)

HOLDEN: All right,
grab anything that looks
like a painkiller,

stims, anti-nausea.

We're going to need it.
It'll give us time.

-You a medic?
-Ice hauler.

Great.

MILLER: Uh, mephedrone.

Perfect.

EMERGENCY SYSTEM VOICE:
Eros Station has experienced
a radiation hazard breach.

(GROANS)

For your own safety,
please proceed immediately
to the nearest hard shelter

in an orderly fashion.

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

I'd say we're cured then.

At least we'll be sharp while
we melt from the inside out.

What the hell did we
just see back there?

We saw a bunch of people
getting cooked by radiation.

Yeah, in a radiation shelter.

Uh, you, uh...

How long you figure we got?

Couple of hours maybe.

You got radiation meds
on that ship of yours?

I hope so.

Couple of hours.
We can make that.

(GRUNTS) Yeah,
couple of hours till
we're bleeding out of places

you don't even
wanna know about.

Half that time
till our ride leaves.

You told your crew
to take off
without you?

Dick.

Yeah?

What's the fastest way
to the docks?

It's my first time
on Eros, all right?

First time anywhere.

Great.

(DEVICE WHIRRING)

DRESDEN: Hmm.

Do you have children?

Not as far as I know.

Sooner or later,
they disappoint you.

Few are as fortunate
as Julie Mao.

She was blessed.

She touched the unknown

and it touched her in return.

She'll make her father
very proud.

She's gonna save us all.

(MILLER COUGHING)

(EMERGENCY SYSTEM VOICE
ANNOUNCING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

(SNIFFS)

Transit pods are down.

(GUNSHOTS IN DISTANCE)

(SNIFFLES) You any good
with a tool?

(GUN COCKS)

I've never shot anyone.

Half the system thinks you're
some kind of outlaw hero,

but you're really kind of
clueless, aren't you?

Well, then, thank God
I got you here.

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

MAN: Move, move.
We're on a clock.

This should be an
interesting day for you.

WOMAN: All right.
Let's move it.

Got us a simple
space down right here.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

HOLDEN: In here.

MAN: This way.
Let's go.

(ARCADE CONSOLE CHIMING)

Get over there.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(PANTING)

MILLER: (WHISPERING)
Please don't stop here.
Please don't stop here.

Please don't stop here.

Let's go.
Over there.

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

(COUGHING)

(EQUIPMENT CLANGING)

How long until your
girlfriend takes off?

HOLDEN: She's not
my girlfriend.

She ain't gonna
leave you here, is she?

You don't know
Naomi Nagata.

What the hell are they
building out there?

MILLER:
Let's go ask 'em.

Wait! There's six guys!
Heavily armed!

All right,
the math sucks.

Got a ship
to catch, right?

Hey. Why is everything
so half-cocked with you?

You want to stay here, huh?

Rot in the corner
and whimper? Go ahead.

Maybe there's another
way out of here!

A conduit, something
behind the walls.

Look around.

(SIGHS)

I grew up in a goddamn
pachinko parlor, okay?

And I sure as shit
don't want to die in one.

Your optimism is inspiring.

Optimism is for assholes
and Earthers.

(GRUNTING)

-And Belters?
-We know what's up.

We know the
game's rigged.

It's been rigged
from the start.
Always has been.

(GRUNTING)

(SIGHS)

You know, me and Semi,

when our hands were
small enough,

we used to reach into
these machines,

grab the chips that got
caught in the chute.

It was enough to feed

a couple of street rats
for a week.

But you know, one day,
your hand gets too big

and it gets stuck.

Had a hell of a beating
out of it.

And naturally,
you evolved into cops?

That was Semi's idea.

He said, "You wanna be an ass
or you wanna be a boot?"

And which one are you now?

(SNIFFLES)

JULIE: Yeah.

Which one are you now?

I'm sorry, kid.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

HOLDEN: Miller! Miller!

Get down! Get down!

Someone's coming!
Get down!

(DOOR OPENS)

CPM GOON: Come on,
come on where are ya?

Ha! There you are.

PROTOGEN MERC:
All right. That's it.
Let's move out.

CPM COP: Wait.
Where's Anudo?

CPM GOON 1:
Oh, I love this game.

(COIN CLINKS INTO CONSOLE)
CPM COP: Anudo?

(ARCADE CHIMES)
Anudo?

(MUFFLED COUGH)

PROTOGEN MERC:
We're not waiting for any
of you CPM rent-a-cops.

He's on his own.
Now move out.

CPM GOON: Come on.
Come on.
(ARCADE GAME CHIMING)

Ah, come on.

Ah, yes, yes!
(CASINO CHIPS CLATTERING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Come on, come on!

Yeah! Attagirl!

(LAUGHS)

(CHOKING)

(STRUGGLING)

(BONE CRACKS)

CPM COP: Anudo?

Anudo!

(OVER RADIO)
Anudo, you asshole.
Just meet us at the docks.

(COUGHS)

(SIGHING)

(GROANS)

(COUGHS)

SOUTHER: Of course
Fred Johnson is lying.

It's his back-handed way
of getting retribution
against Earth.

CHRISJEN: What if he's
telling the truth?

(SCOFFS)
You believe him?

I believe we need
a full investigation

of the fusion drives
in question.

And you'll see it all
in the intel briefing
later tonight.

Those drives were built
at the Bush shipyards,

but for private contracts
and not for us.

And for the last two years,
every last one of them

has found its way
to Tycho Station,

and Fred Johnson.

Chrisjen, your investigation
into the OPA smugglers

was instrumental
in uncovering all of this.

And in fact, our people
have been tracking

those exact fusion drives
for some time now.

-For how long?
-Several weeks.

I just reviewed the
entire report myself.

Are you all right?

Yes. I'm sorry.

Frank's death
has been a strain.

-Hmm.
-Well, then,

if that's the case,

we warn Mars that they
exploit the situation
at their own peril,

we crack down hard
on Ceres and the OPA,

and then we expose the truth

and nail Fred Johnson to it.

I always liked
this side of you.

The Secretary-General's
convening an emergency meeting

with our key contractors
to discuss security,

and you need to join us.

Of course.

Ah, there you are.

Right on time as usual.
Admiral.

Sir.

Chrisjen Avasarala,
I trust you remember
Jules-Pierre Mao.

It's a pleasure to
see you again, madame.

For me as well, monsieur.

Make sure your
kid keeps up.

She's not my kid.

Take care of her.

MAN: Don't slow me down.

Look, if you're
in over your head,
you better say so now.

Shut up.
I'm thinking.

Hey, kiddo.

Check this out.

This always used to make
my kid laugh.

Keep your eye on that.
I'm gonna make it disappear.

Oops, dropped it.

Guess I got to
keep practicing, huh?

(GASPS)

ALEX: Wanna see
how I did it?

SEMATIMBA:
What you got there?

When they first
dug these tunnels,

they put markers down
so the workers
wouldn't get lost.

The OPA uses them to mark
the route to the docks.

You're full of surprises.

I've heard that.

This way.

HOLDEN: All the CPM
patrol routes are in
the guy's comm.

We'll be able to stay
out of sight.

Or know just
where to shoot.

Transit pods are out.

It's a long way
to the docks.

Hey.

You hear that?

What?

The emergency system,

it stopped.

Well, everything
must be okay, then.

(VOMITS)

Cameras,

transmitters,
monitors.

What the hell
is all this?

(CPM COMM CHIRPS)

The pods are online.

(DOOR BEEPING)

(POD APPROACHING)

(POD POWERS DOWN)

(BEEPING STOPS)

RECORDED ANNOUNCER:
Please exit the pod.

Oh, God.

(PEOPLE GROANING)

Please exit the pod.

MILLER: They're all
like Julie.

They're spreading
it deliberately.

MAN: (WHIMPERING)
Help. Help.

It's an experiment,

the whole
goddamn station.

(ALL GROANING)

HOLDEN: We gotta
find out who did this.
Let people know.

We gotta get off
this rock first.

SEMATIMBA:
You sure you know
where you're going?

ALEX: Zip it, buddy.

She knows what
she's doing.

NAOMI: Shit.

(DEVICE POWERS UP)

SEMATIMBA:
All right, enough.

You're lost.

We're not all
dying down here.

We need to go back topside,
take our chances up there.

We're going the right way.

We're so close.

(SHOUTS)

(SCREAMS)

Stay back!
Don't touch anything!

NAOMI: Come back, Mali!
Come back!

Mali.

Come back, Mali.

Mali!

MAN: I'm good.
No, no, I'm good.

Let's go.

NAOMI: Mali?

Mali!

(GROANING IN DISTANCE)

Where are you?

(WOMAN COUGHING)

Where are you, Mali?

I need you to
come back with me.

We can't stay here.

What was wrong
with that lady?

She was sick.

Will she be all right?

No.

But we will be if we go,
but we have to go now.

You have to be brave.

You are brave.

Setara Mali. Setara.

ALEX: We've got company.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Watch a hundred
thousand people die,

just like bugs
in a dish.

That's why they
picked Eros.

They don't even consider
these people human.

Mars will accuse Earth
of using a bio weapon.

Earth will claim
it was Mars.

The Belt will blame
the other two.

It's a good way
to start a war
and to cover it up.

This look like
any bio-weapon
you ever heard of?

(COMM BEEPS)

HOLDEN: We've got company.

No way. No way.
I did it. Yeah.

(EXHALES)

Hey.

(GUNSHOTS)

Let's get these
guys' gear. (GRUNTS)

Help us get past
these other assholes.

(RATTLING IN DISTANCE)

I got it.

MALI: Nalida!

Nalida!

Shukri? What are you
doing here?

NAOMI: She was lost.

We're going to our ship.

Kom wit milowda,
we have room.

You can't get
to docks that way.
Tunnels all blocked.

NALIDA: You come with us.

There's a hospital
on level nine.

Her uncle is
a doctor there.

NAOMI: Whatever it is,
it's not a sickness.

It's something else.

We can get you
off this station.

This is our home.
We'll be safe
at the hospital.

There is no safe place here!

We're going with them.

Let us take care of her.

Her place
is with her family.

Shukri.

Be brave.

Come with me.

We need to go, now.

NAOMI: Please.
You'll die if you...

(COUGHING)

(RETCHES)

(SIGHS)
(FOOTSTEPS)

KENZO: Whoa! Hey, hey!

Holden, it's me.

You're going the right way
to the docks, okay?
I'm heading that way myself.

I'm sorry
about what happened.

I thought I was
helping you guys.

They tricked me.

Come on, I almost got
blasted getting out
of that lobby, too.

You were saying something
about "Help."

All the ships are
on lockdown,

but I can backdoor
those codes.
You know I can.

When we help each other,

we survive,
just like against
the Mickies, right?

We've been
in the trenches,

we've been through
the shit together.

Fine. Kick my ass
when we get out of here,

turn me in, but right now,
you gotta think
about your crew.

Okay, okay.

I'm putting my life
in your hands.

Okay?

You're not a killer.
You are a good man.

Tell me,

why I'm a good man.

Say something.

Your life depends on it.

Because you believe in mercy.

Because you know
that sometimes a man
is pushed so far

that he does things
that he doesn't recognize.

(GUNSHOT)

That way.

-I have a family.
-A wife,

and little kids
and a goldfish.

You tell me about them
the next time I see you.

You can't leave me here.

You've seen what's happening.
This is a death sentence.

Yeah.

(GUNSHOT)
Holden!

(GUNSHOTS)

(GUN CLICKING)

(PANTING)

Does this look like
the right way to you?

This was the way.

(KICKING)

This is it.

This is it!

Watch that first step,
it's a doozy.

Do you realize our son
would now be older
than you were

when we first met?

Yes.

But he'd probably be
twice as handsome,

thanks to you.

You need to go to Luna
for a while.

Take the little ones.

Frank knew those drives
were stolen.

He didn't commit suicide.

If Errinwright really
did have Frank killed,

then you're not
safe here either.

I will be, for a time.

So long as I play
a familiar role,

the stubborn old woman,

eyes locked
on yesterday's game,

too blind to see the world
has passed her by.

We're good.

The Roci's here.

Where's the scruffy guy?

He's gone.

I think he might've
been infected.

We're better off.

What did you do?

We're better off.

(ALARM BLARING)

What you mean
we don't leave from here?

This is where
we told to be!

Your rendezvous point
has changed.

You men now leave
from Dock 4, Berth F.

FILAT: That's other side
of the dock!

You already moved most
of your people, yeah?

You got some
room for us?

RUTGER: Look, this ship
has been designated
off-limits to CPM.

Your signing bonuses
will be increased by 10%,

but only after you
report to Berth F.

That's just
the way it is.

-I have nothing else I
can say right now.
-You don't do this to us!

Look, what happens
when we take too much
of this stuff?

(INDISTINCT ARGUMENT)

Possible anxiety,
skin rash,

sudden death.

FILAT: We keep our part
of the contract!

Look to me like
you're not keeping yours!

Stay where you are!

RUTGER: Calm down.
We're all on the same team.

HOLDEN: Fastest way to my ship
is through all of them.

MILLER: Elevator's
more of a run,

but less people
to shoot through.

Holden didn't make it.

Not yet.

Passengers are all
tucked in below.

How the hell did you
guys get your hands
on a Martian gunship?

Legitimate salvage.

Yeah? Well,
that's fine by me.

Let's get the hell
out of here.

Look, point me to a console,
so I can override the clamps.

We're not leaving yet.

-What?
-You heard me.

SEMATIMBA: Hey, hey!
These mercs,

they locked down
all these ships so that...
(CHUCKLES)

So that no one
could leave.

All right?
They got cameras
on all the docks.

They could be here any minute.
We gotta push off!

I promised Holden
three hours.

He still has time.

He didn't make it,
end of story.
We're waiting!

All right,
all right, look,

I understand
how you feel,
all right?

Everybody that I
give a damn about

is on this station,
including Miller,

and they're all either
dead or dying.

So, if we stick around here,

we run the risk
of getting killed.

He's right.

We owe Holden.

I don't owe him
a goddamn thing.

Shooting me isn't going
to get you out of here.

Get me access to the console

so that I can unlock
the clamps.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Settle down, y'all.

You stand by to
drive us out of here.

Alex, you don't do it.

Amos, fire up
those consoles.

You don't think
I'll shoot, do...

(GUNSHOT)

(THUDS)

You say wait,
so we wait, boss.

I'm just going
to put this below.

FILAT: This some
real bullshit!

Hold the line.

Yeah, hold this line,
big man.

You already moved most
of your people, yeah?

You got some
room for us.

MILLER: Beratnas,

these Earthers ain't
gonna let us out, man.

They ain't never gonna
let us out.

We're just meat
for their machine!

(CPM GUARDS SHOUT IN APPROVAL)

Man, just like all
them other Belters
back there, yeah!

(CPM GUARDS SHOUT IN APPROVAL)

You ain't gonna kill us.

And you damn well
not leaving us!

Blood's on the wall,
beratnas.

(ALL CLAMORING)
And we just rise up!

We gonna rise up!
(CPM GUARDS SHOUT)

(GROANS)

MILLER: (SHOUTS)
Milowda na animals!

Filat! Filat Kothari!
Come on!

Come on, come on!

He had it coming.

It's a long story.

(COUGHING)

(GROANING)

(LIQUID PATTERING)

What does rain taste like?

I never thought about it.

How could you ever leave
a place like Earth?

Everything I loved
was dying.

(GROANS)

HOLDEN: Hello?
Anybody down there?

(PANTING)

Well, we made it.

I was never worried.

(PANTING) She's gone.

Good girl.

(SIGHS) Thought if
I could find Julie...

(SIGHS) I'd finally
know something.

You did find her, Miller.

(ELEVATOR HALTS)

(SIGHS) It's beautiful.

What?

(COUGHS)

You guys look like shit!

AMOS: You're pretty
messed up.

The machine keeps trying
to switch to "Hospice."

(GROANING)

Was that Sematimba
down there?

Yes. I shot him.

Naomi.

They might be infected
with that crap.

Holden wouldn't
do that to us.

He might not know.

He wouldn't
do that to us.

I hope you're right.

(DEVICE CHIMES)

You waited.

Knew I was
right about you.

Being in charge
is a shit job.

You can have it.

ALEX: Son of a bitch!

I can't get the clamps
to release.

I've tried every code
in the book.

Alex, deal with it!

Right. I'll deal with it.

You are a gunship
and I am a Navy pilot, so...

To hell with this
gas-hauler bullshit.

Free and clear.

(PEOPLE GROANING ON VIDEO)

MERC PILOT:
Station is sealed.

Quarantine Beacons active.

Top bay has confirmed
uplinks are good.

Send it all to Thoth.

Transmitting now.

Hello?

People, I think we just got
a fix on the bad guys.

You have blood on you.

Not mine.

We saved a few.
We should've saved more.

HOLDEN: We will.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)