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Belter skiff,
what is your business?

I am en route
to the Rocinante.

Oh, we have a problem.
We need to work it out.

I think I just saw someone
who didn't wanna be seen.

Jules-Pierre Mao's daughter.

That portal opened just as Holden
was getting close to the surface.

I have to do this.
Trust me, please.

What the fuck?

Finish it.

Holden?

- Holden.
- What was he doing?

How the hell would I know?
Holden?

He killed the LT.

Oh, shit. His pulse is dropping.
We need to get him back to the ship.

I'm good with that.

That thing shredded the LT
and re-plastered the floor with him.

- This is insane.
- Nobody move!

What now?

Trepp, send
an RPG up the shaft.

- Why?
- Just do it.

And do not hit anything.
That's an order.

Fire in the hole.

Speed limit's changed.

Watch your thrusters,
stay under 28 meters per second.

Jesus, we would've been
stuck here just like that.

Good call, Gunny.

Let's just get
the fuck out of here.

Oh, shit.

Come on, clear.

Come on, Holden.

Come on. Clear.

- Heart rate's stabilized.
- That makes one of us.

Stay with him.

Come get me
if anything changes.

Whatever you say, Gunny.

Your original orders stand, Drop Ship One.

Transmit your rendezvous
coordinates now.

Sounds like you were
the lucky ones.

- Xuesen out.
- Aye, aye, Xuesen.

Drop Ship One out.

Tell me.

The Xuesen is
in pretty bad shape.

A third of the crew dead.
Another third injured.

Whatever that field around them is,
they can't maneuver in it,

and they're being pulled into
orbit around that station.

Same deal for any ship
that was moving

faster than
100 kilometers per hour.

That's nearly
every ship in this space.

Yeah.

How did you know
the speed limit changed?

It was just a hunch.

That room reacted
and killed the Lieutenant

after he threw the grenade,

differently to when
it stopped our bullets.

I think it was trying
to defend itself.

Slowing things down could be
the way it does it.

That kind of deceleration
without any notice...

Yeah, a lot of people
just died.

That's not
a defensive measure.

That's a massacre.

Well,
at least that cry let me know you're alive.

Where are you?

Over here.

How bad for you?

Not the best.

The machine got me by the leg.

You?

Still in one piece,
me, somehow.

Maybe broke a rib or three.

Well, that deceleration,
that was massive.

The speed limit must've
dropped for some reason.

- Yeah.
- Can you move?

Well, not a lot.

Can you reach
your hand terminal?

It's smashed.

Damn it.

First thing first.

Try to release
the mag locks.

Yeah, agreed.

Switch is in that box.

Okay. Now for the wheels.

Okay, here goes.

Ah, damn it.

The locking pins
are bent up and jammed.

I can jump the engine.

I'll see if I can
get the pins straight.

No, we can't roll.

Forward kills me,
backward kills you.

It has to float up.

We need comms for help.

Ah, well.

Someone will
come looking for you.

Nobody know I'm down here.

What?

Oh, Camina,

you are the captain of this ship.
Someone should always know...

I needed to be alone
so I didn't punch out

my First Officer for his
constant second-guessing.

Mama sabaka.

Well, you got one thing right.

You and I definitely have
a problem to work out.

She doesn't need to be here.
Take her outside.

Just lay back, okay? Lay back.

Are you injured?

No, uh, no,
nothing serious.

Go back to your quarters,
strap in and stay there.

What happened?

All I know is the ship
suddenly decelerated.

We pulled massive Gs.

I was taking a nap.
I was strapped in my bunk.

You're lucky.

I won't do anybody
any good in my quarters.

I'm a trained nurse.
I can help with the wounded.

You wanna help?

Go find people with broken bones
and get them to a med bay.

I can do more here.

There's nothing you can do for these people,
except ease their pain.

What are you talking about?
What are...

Staples and sutures are all
most of these injuries need.

- Is this your first time in zero G?
- Yeah.

Without gravity,
wounds can't drain.

Blood pools and clots, tissue swells,
any internal bleeding is a death sentence.

You a chaplain or something?

I'm a civilian, pastor.

You might wanna put in
a good word with your boss.

This is only gonna get worse.

Oh, those Mormons, huh?

They have us build the most
advanced ship in history

so they can farm
like primitives.

There should be a switch with
the mark "auxiliary battery."

Yeah.

That will turn on
the mech arm.

Okay.

I'm going to try to
move it now for me.

Okay.

Come on.

No go.

- Oye, hey.
- Huh?

I see a hand terminal.

The mech arm
on my side have power.

If your arm have power too,

then you can
control mine from there.

Okay, how about now?

Yeah, yeah. Grab the terminal.

I can't see it from here.

Okay, I'll guide you,
but it's moving so we've got to be quick.

Okay, move it up.

A little more.

- Yeah?
- More.

Okay, stop. Now toward me.

The other way.

Left.

Right. Sorry, right.

Stop. Stay there.

Rotate.

Okay.

Ready the grip.

On the count of three.

One...

Two...

Three.

Ah, felota!

Open the grip.

Go down.

Up.

Stop.

Grab.

Got it.

Belter ingenuity
at its finest, eh?

Okay, guide me over to you,
so you can call in the cavalry.

Forward.

Felota.

The box blew.

Can you reach it?

It's gone.

Non-military personnel,
if you're injured,

please make your way to
any of the following sectors

to seek medical help.

Sector 114, 120...

- Take him to med.
- ...210, 215...

- Melba?
- ...and 300.

Hey.

It's Anna.

I think I broke my arm.

Hmm? Yeah,
I think you're right.

Okay.

Do you feel nauseous?

Broken arm?

- Over there.
- Okay.

What happened?

Nobody seems to know why,
but apparently,

all the ships in this space

suddenly decelerated
at the same moment.

Now we're all being pulled
towards the sphere

at the center.

All the ships?

Yeah.

It's okay to be scared.

We all are, but...

We'll get through it together.

Clean break. Good for you.

This won't hurt much.

Doctor, I need you here.

How does it feel?

- Okay.
- Good.

That'll keep the break
steady while the bone heals.

Tilly, I've been trying
to reach you.

No.

I can't understand. What...

Tilly, where are you?

Tilly, tell me where you are.

How's he doing?

Sleeping through
this nightmare like a baby.

Hardly. His mind's racing.

Come on, Holden, wake up.

Might be better
for him if he didn't.

He's not gonna get a free pass
for what he did to the LT

and everyone on the Xuesen.

What he did?

You saw what happened.

He did not kill anyone,
that place did.

Looked to me like he knew
what he was doing down there,

like he was controlling it.

We don't know that for sure.

LT gets torn to pieces
by God knows what.

You don't blink?

But sleeping beauty takes a little tumble,
it's all hands on deck.

I fired first.

I was willing to take him out.

So maybe putting
a bullet in him

is the quickest way
out of this shit storm.

He's going back with us.
We have our orders.

Are we clear?

Yes, Gunny.

What's our ETA
with the Xuesen?

Still at least a day out,
if the new speed holds.

But I wanted you
to take a look at this.

It's turning into a
real scrap yard out there.

Yeah.

Nearly every ship is being
pulled towards the station.

But that might be
the least of our problems.

Right now we're about a half a million
kilometers from where we came in.

At the new speed limit,
it would take about 7 months

to get back to the Ring.

The bigger ships have skiffs
that can still move,

but not enough
to evacuate everyone.

And there's no way
we'd be able to provision them

for a seven-month trip.

We'll figure it out.

Trepp's rattled.

But that doesn't mean
he's wrong about Holden.

Holden's not a killer.

He knows something. He must.

He wouldn't have gone
into that thing otherwise.

When he wakes up,
he'll talk to us.

Tilly?

Tilly, where are you?

Tilly.

Oh, my God.

Hey.

Oh, my God.

- PFC. Go ahead.
- I have an emergency on...

On deck 19, corridor 5.

A severe penetrating injury.
Please come quickly.

We'll be there
as soon as we can.

In a way, it's your fault.

Yeah?

That's what I get
for trying to help someone.

What are you talking about?

She tried to kill me.

Why would anyone
try to kill you?

Clarissa Mao.

Melba.

She's trying
to kill James Holden.

She won't stop.

Don't go.

No, I'm not going anywhere.

I'm right here.

Tilly? Hey.

Tilly, look at me.

It's gonna be okay.

You're really good at this.

Tilly, hey.

Tilly?

From sound to sound

As I steered

Oh, Mi Gang
For sound, for sound

Tili go

Oh, Mi Gang
For sound, for sound

And many the ships I find

And all of them I burned

Tili go

Singing not make you
more interesting.

Less, in fact.

I sang this song
for my daughter

when she was small.

Helps me keep my mind steady
in situations like this.

This probably nothing for you.

Pirates always
close with death.

Yeah, well,
the fear never change.

What was
your most close call?

Oh, yeah.

Oye.

It was a gun run
back from Callisto.

Oh, I was so young, so stupid.

I overloaded the reactor
and melted the drive,

speeding back to Ceres to...

Yeah, to see a girl.

I didn't
peg you for a romantic.

It was more hormones
than hubris.

But I ended up
dumping all my cargo.

Turned on the beacon.

Prayed to a God
I don't believe in.

And three days later,

I'm waking up on a rockhopper
bound for Ida.

And still you not learn.

Yeah, well, where's
the adventure in that, huh?

You didn't end up where
you are by playing it safe?

What was your closest?

Hyperion.

Ah, the Saturn Moons.

Lot of floating
Belter grave out there.

No, Hyperion, Ceres.

Level twelve.

Half scrip on Fridays.

Bartender have a heavy pour,
and I have a heavy heart.

Whose idea was the uniforms?

Yours or Dawes?

It was mine.

Dawes laughed at me.

He thought the idea
was ridiculous.

So you disobeyed him?

No.

No, no, no.

I convinced him

that it was necessary for us
to start wearing them.

Dawes is only convinced
by his own idea.

Oh, yeah.

I sacrificed too much of my life to
adopt the tradition of my enemy.

Well, all the poor
and oppressed

who ever fought for their
equality dressed in what they...

If this is another
of your teaching moment,

I prefer
for bleed out in silence.

Hey, you brought it up.

Oh, when the victim
becomes the victorious,

they adopt a uniform

to show that they are
now one warrior.

Individuals can be divided
and conquered, but symbols...

Symbols endure.

We are who we are.

That's what make us Belter.

That's the way the Inners
need to see us.

Yeah, well,
they will in time.

But right now

they need to see us as one.

Now, I have no desire to look
like anyone other than myself,

but I will sacrifice my pride

to make something
better for the future.

I hope that one day

that what make us Belter.

Mi was sick
And nigh to death

Tili go

Ah, come on.

Tili go

Mi was sick

And nigh to death

Tili go

Mi was sick

And nigh to death

And vowed with
Mi every breath

Forgo

With wisdom's ways

As we sail

Come on.

Where's the woman
with the broken arm?

I don't know, she must've left
while I was...

Look up her badge number and give
me her location on the ship.

- You're gonna have to wait.
- Do it now.

All right. Easy.

She's a service contractor.
Her name is Melba Koh.

K-O-H.

Here. Track her yourself.

Melba!

Melba, listen to me.

You cannot escape
what you've done.

There is nowhere
for you to go.

The only thing that you can do
is beg for mercy.

Melba.

Melba!

Melba!

Holden.

Amos.

Alex.

I'm here.

Holden.

Amos, Alex.

Call out if you can,
tell me where you are.

Please respond.

I've gotta find you

You've stolen all my peace

I've gotta find you

Gotta find you

I've gotta find you

You've gone and left me be

I've gotta find you

Alex?

Alex.

Come on.

Wake up, now.

Alex.

Naomi?

Yeah. It's me.

Oh, my head hurts.

Alex, where's Holden?

And Amos.

Holden.

Holden, he left a while ago

with Miller.

- He...
- Miller?

What do you mean?

Amos.

Amos!

You have to be all right.

Please just say something.

Amos.

You changed your hair.

Oh, God.

Oh, I must've
punctured a lung.

Zero G blood clotting
my insides.

These Mormons, huh?

Couldn't even bear for leave
behind their old day and night.

All to pretend they're not
where they truly were.

Drummer.

Drummer!

Drummer, wake up.

Talk to me.

This is not how I thought
it would end for me.

No, no, no, no,
it's not over yet.

What are you doing?

Our situation here,

gonna be multiplied a
hundredfold through the ship.

Cannot afford
for lose us both.

Camina, what are you doing?

What?

Belter ingenuity
at its finest.

Tell me what you're doing.

The ship need a captain.

And you got what you want.

There's still hope.

I was wrong.

All the optimists I know,
not yet dead.

Drummer.

Drummer.

Oh, God.

This is Ashford.

We need med-techs in the
machine elevator immediately.

Hurry.

How're you feeling?

Are you back?

Yeah.

Back to help? Or back to stay?

Stay.

I guess it took being away
to understand that

you're my family.

Okay.

The only reason I'm standing
here is because of her.

You hurt?

Oh, it's treatable.
It's just inconvenient.

How are casualties?

We lose about a hundred.

A hundred more wounded.

Medical supply are low.

Well, supplies won't matter
much without gravity to heal.

No way for us
to make thrust now.

We stuck.

Same as every ship
in this place.

Then we spin the drum.

They never spin out
the drum before.

It could tear
the ship apart.

Which would leave us hardly
worse off than we are now.

And if it works,
it will save many lives.

Prepare to spin the drum.

Check cargo bay pressure.

Show me cargo bay cameras.

Damn it.

Where's Holden?

Tell me where he is.

He's not here.

Tell me and I'll make it stop.

Even if he was here,
I still wouldn't tell you.

Have it your way.

Are you all right?

Rotational thrusters
online and ready.

On your order.

Captain.

Spin the drum.

Rotation stable.

Effective gravity
at inner surface...

One-third G.

Move all casualties to
compartments within the drum,

and triage the wounded.

Give me a wide-beam.

I want to talk to
all the ships in this place.

Channel open.

This is Klaes Ashford,

The Captain
of the OPA Behemoth.

I have a message for all the
ships in this infernal place.

We are all victims
of the same catastrophe.

But the Behemoth is unique.

This ship, my ship,
can create spin gravity.

So I am able
to offer it to all of you.

Bring your wounded here
so that they may heal.

You will be welcome.

The Belters
embrace all of you.

Our orders are unchanged.

We're to bring Holden to the
Xuesen for interrogation.

But they're already loading up
the other drop ships

with the wounded and transferring
them to the Behemoth.

Bunch of skinnies saving us.

This place keeps getting
more and more fucked up.

They've got the right idea.

We're all
in this shit together

and this is the only way
we're gonna get out of it.

Bright.

Holden?

Holden, are you okay?

What happened in there?

I saw something.

A vision.

A vision of what?

Everything.

The end of everything.