All language subtitles for The Expanse S03E05 Triple Point_en

Someone's alive in here.

- You just can't help
yourself, can you?

Saving everyone.

- You want me to
go and tell my CO

to hail a UNN admiral

in the middle of a war?

- Yes, exactly.

- So what is this thing

that you want me to show them?

- Time is short,
and I'll be brief.

- We have them in the med bay.

- What really happened
on that ship?

- This war was built on a lie.

Are you going to do
something about it?

- I'm relieving you of command.

The "Agatha King" is now mine.

- Melas has learned to
live without a father.

We don't need you anymore.

- Fire!

- You guys fought one of
those things and won?

- All hybrid pods are
ready for transfer.

- Whoa!

- Katoa, come on!

- I want to talk to Katoa.

- Disassembly reveals
useful pathways.

- The boy is talking
to the rest of

the Protomolecule infestations.

He's the key to everything.

♪

♪

♪

- It's getting kinda
crowded out here.

- Yeah.

When the MCRN started hauling
ass back from Saturn,

the UNN sent the bulk of
their Outer Planet assets

burning hard towards 'em.

Now,

they're all headed
towards Callisto,

transponders going dark.

- The MCRN shipyard.

It's a critical
base of operations.

- That it is,

but it has opened up

a hole for us right here.

See this course?

This'll get us to
lo without anyone

picking up our scent.

Little bit of luck,
we'll get in and out

without anyone noticing.

- Whoever is there won't
know we're coming,

but that's the only
advantage we got.

We'll go in hot, land hard,

and from there, it's
a 100-meter run

to the access hatch.

- Any idea of the
resistance inside?

No.

- In terms of hybrids,

there's no way to know for sure.

We haven't had any more
Protomolecule shouts

from the station.

It's possible the hybrids
are either gone or dormant.

- Then we run,

and nuke the goddamn
place on the way out.

♪

- Copy that.

Okay.

♪

♪

- If they take Callisto,
it's game over.

They've got 19 destroyers.

- Third fleet hurt 'em good.

- And lost four battle
groups in the process.

- Your sister fought
a good fight.

- With those reinforcements,

it'll be 51 destroyers
against our 23.

We're racing into a battle
before our guns arrive.

- Sir, Ensign Sinopoli,
as you requested.

- Thank you, Chief.

- Captain, on behalf of my team,

I'd just like to say thank you.

- Thank you, sailor, for
coming back to the fight,

though I don't understand
how you did it.

Your command deck was
sheared clean off.

- We didn't exactly
get the "K.C."

in ship-shape ourselves.

We had help.

- James Holden.

- The Taker

who blamed us for blowing
up the "Canterbury,"

then got the "Donnie" killed?

- The "Rocinante"...

I mean, the "Tachi"...
It came upon the "K.C."

- They just fixed up your boat
and sent you on your way?

- We tried to take
the ship by force,

but we were unsuccessful.

There was a Martian
marine on board,

Gunnery Sergeant Roberta Draper.

- The defector.

- As well as a UN
deputy undersecretary,

Chrisjen Avasarala.
She was there, too.

Fucking tooth fairy?

- It's a little hard
to believe, son.

- But she was there.

- Holden and Avasarala gave
me this to give to my CO.

They say there's a...
A conspiracy

within the UN, and
this is the proof.

- Time is short,
and I'll be brief.

Martian Defense
Minister Korshunov

suffered a fatal heart
attack earlier this evening.

Simultaneously, the
MCRN "Karakum,"

dispatched by Korshunov
to take delivery

of your Protomolecule
technology,

was destroyed over Ganymede.

And I gave the order.

- Avasarala wanted
this to get to you

and Admiral Souther.

- He's commander of
their Jupiter fleet,

aboard the "Agatha King."

- She says he's
an honorable man.

He wouldn't fight an
illegitimate war.

- He's been fighting one,

and based on the
number of our ships

he's knocked out,

he's pretty good at it, too.

- You don't even know
if that's authentic.

This smells like
counterespionage,

some kind of smokescreen.

- Nav, where's the
UNN "Agatha King"?

- Sir, according to our
last drive sig scan,

the "Agatha King" was en
route to the Jovian system.

- No, sir.

Looks like they're
heading for lo.

- There's nothing on
lo but volcanoes,

bad weather, and stink.

- And maybe something
we don't know about.

Something important enough
to divert a UNN flagship

in a war zone.

- I'm sorry, Captain,

shouldn't we at least
try to contact Souther?

- An enemy admiral in
the middle of a war

to pass along a message
we don't know is real,

for a purpose we
don't understand?

Tight-beam MCRN Command.

Inform them that we
have received intel

that the UNN "Agatha
King" is en route to lo

for an unknown objective

that may be critical
to the war effort,

and we are changing
course to intercept.

If necessary, we will engage

and take them out.

- Aye-aye, sir.

- Captain...
- You've done your part,

Ensign. Chief!

Get him on a damage
control unit.

We're gonna need the help.

One way or another, we're
heading for a fight.

- Aye, sir.

♪

- Their battle group was
en route to Callisto

when this cruiser detached
and set course for lo.

Drive sig indicates
Sirocco-class.

- We can handle one of those.

- I'd still hate to
have to slug it out.

They could do us
some real damage.

My recommendation would be
to fall back to Callisto

and rendezvous with the
Eighth so the numbers

are in our favor.
- We will continue to lo

as planned.

- Admiral,

may I ask why we're going to lo?

- You don't need to know.

- Of course, sir,

but I wonder, since Callisto

is the key to victory...
- We are going to lo.

The rest of the fleet
will meet us there.

- Sir.

- Mars knows where we're going.

That's where the
battle will be fought.

Mr. Boyer, relay my
orders to the fleet.

- Aye-aye, sir.

- Admiral, in the
future, unless you have

specific business on the CIC,

there's no need for
you to be here.

- Understood, sir.

♪

- Good coffee can
save the world.

- I'd settle for it
saving my morning.

- My father used to keep a
statue of Atlas on his desk.

He told me I had even
stronger shoulders

than him.

I was six.

- Let me guess. It's
still on your desk

to inspire you every day. - No.

I smashed it when
my son was killed.

The point is, I didn't quit.

I realized there were very
few adults in the room,

and that, like it or not,

I was one of them.

- I think I see where
this is going.

- Jules-Pierre Mao has
been letting the children

play war in the backyard

while he sorts out
what god or monster

looms over the fence.

- Then he came up with
a real shitty plan.

Kids can burn down the house
as easy as you or me.

- James.

I haven't been completely
honest with you.

You can't nuke lo.

I need the Protomolecule.

- Naomi was right.

- She's a very clever girl.

Earth doesn't have a sample,

but I don't want it as a weapon.

You know what's
happening on Venus.

The entire system's at risk.

- Because of adults like you.

You're the reason
we're in this mess.

- My favorite saying used to be.

"Earth must come first."

I did terrible things

to protect my home,

but this moment is different.

This is about the
survival of our species.

- I tried saving the world.

All I did was make it worse.

- But at least you tried.

And you cannot stop trying now,

'cause I need to understand
the Protomolecule,

and for that, I need a sample.

For the good of Earth,
Mars, and the Belt.

For the good of us all.

You're not a child.

I suspect you never were.

So stop acting like one.

It doesn't become you.

♪

Hey, Holden.

- I'm gonna open up the comms

and have one last
little looky-loo

before we go dark, if
that's all right with you.

- Okay, make it quick.

- All right.

Let's see what we
got here, girl.

Yeah. Definitely looks
like the next rodeo's

gonna be at Callisto.

That's good.

♪

- Hi, Dad.

I know Mom's mad,

and doesn't want
me talking to you,

but I just wanted you to know

I'm not mad.

I mean,

I was at first,

but I know you only
left to protect us.

A real warrior has
to make sacrifices.

When I'm old enough,

I'm gonna join you and
fight for Mars, too.

Oh, jeez. - Anyhow,

I just wanted to tell you.

I'm proud to be your son.

Bye, Dad.

Hope you can come home soon.

♪

- Just breathe.

Squeeze the trigger.
Don't pull it.

Not bad, doc.

Just remember, when we're on lo,

the real bullets
kick a lot harder

than these plastic rounds.

- I'll remember.

Thank you for taking care of me

and for teaching me.

- You can thank me if we
get your little girl back.

- Or get even.

Like you said, it's
the next best thing.

♪

- Permission to
speak freely, sir.

- Please do.

- Ever since Nguyen
came on board,

he's been tight-beaming
back and forth

between the UN and lo,

and everything's
off-buffer, against regs,

with no record of
the conversations.

- You've been
monitoring his comms.

- Yep.

- And now he's diverted
a capital ship

from a major engagement

to go to a deserted moon,

keeping you in the dark

and relieving you of command

for no fucking reason.

Something is off.

- We've been talking,

quietly, to some of
the other ships.

The commanders you trained,
they're loyal to you.

If you were to make a move...

- You know what we mean, sir.

- Yeah.

And that's what worries me.

♪

- Admiral.

♪

- Oh, Boyer, um, I've
been meaning to tell you,

your boss is kind of a prick.

- When he has to be.

He doesn't like people
questioning his judgment.

There's a reason he's
Fleet Commander.

- Yeah, 'cause Souther
stepped down.

- Are you sure it wasn't
more like stepped on?

- Well, Nguyen certainly has
the right qualifications:

The ability to kiss
Errinwright's ass.

- Did you know that
Admiral Nguyen

was in the Vesta Blockade?

- So were half the Joint Chiefs.

- He was on the "Yasijuro."

- No kidding.

- The "Yasi," with
four other destroyers,

were facing off against
one Martian cruiser.

Somebody twitched.

Everybody started shooting.

Ceasefire was issued
within minutes,

but by then,

that one Duster

had crippled all
five of our ships.

Nguyen saw 29 fellow sailors
get blown out into space.

You don't think he
thinks about that

every time he sees
a Martian flag?

Hm?

He knows the enemy.

I'm glad he's in charge
at a time like this.

♪

- Well, Gunny...

looks like your Goliath's
gonna be all charged up

in no time.

- Thrusters are low.
This won't refill them.

- Yeah, sorry about that.
We don't carry hydrazine.

"Roci" has no need
for rocket fuel,

ironically.

Look, don't worry about it.

Like, lo's gonna be
what, uh, 1/6 G?

- You and you crew
killed a hybrid, yeah?

- Oh. Yeah.

Barely.

Tactically?

- We were lucky.

They're not that smart.

More like an animal,

following instinct.

We lured the thing out with,
um, a nuclear warhead,

and I flipped the "Roci" around

and I torched that thing
in my drive plume.

- I need incendiaries,

or high explosives.

But there's nothing
here that'll work with

my RPGs, damn it!

♪

But these'll work with my gun.

If I can get close enough and
maintain fire long enough,

these might do the trick.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa,

hold on there, soldier.

The plan is, if you guys see

any of those things
down there, you run.

- I know the plan.

♪

- Katoa,

can you hear me?

What happened to me?

It hurts.

- I'm sorry.

I truly am.

♪

I want to talk to you
about disassembly.

What you said before,

when you were...
studying that man,

were you also talking
about the "Arboghast,"

on Venus?

- I think so.

- You also said "repurposing."

What did you mean by that?

- You...

You...

You...

You make it

and it works,

or it doesn't.

And then...

the parts...

all the parts...

put together,

they...

they...

We need to...

- To know what
you're trying to do.

What do you want?

- If this can use,

then use,

not use, then...

it turns.

Not use?

Use for what?

- Find the pieces

for Up.

Building...

across...

the Up...

for the Work.

What is the Work?

You can't stop the Work!

- He's changing too fast.

We're losing him.

- Yeah, I can try.

The control module used
to program the Hybrids

is attached directly
to the brain stem.

I might be able to use it

to slow his metabolism.

♪

There we go.

See?

It's all under control now.

- The "Hammurabi's"
closing in fast.

By the time we get to lo,

they'll nearly have us
within missile lock.

- They won't engage until
the rest of the fleet

gets to missile range, too.

XO,

cut our braking burn to lo 10%

and inform me when we're
ready to make orbit.

I'll be in my quarters.
- Aye, sir.

♪

- It's obviously a
malfunction, Ensign.

- But sir, it's...
- It's an old ship.

Take a break. I'll handle it.

♪

- Nothing. Comm panel's
acting up again.

We just got a message

on the inter-fleet channel.

- We're at war.

Who the hell would
be using that?

- It's from the "Hammurabi."

And it's addressed specifically
to Admiral Souther.

♪

- Forward it to my personal comm

and erase the log.

Thank you, Mr. Mancuso.
You have the con.

♪

- So Jules,

you will clean up the
mess you've made for me,

you will return to Earth alone

will await my instructions...

and you will get the
fuck back to work.

- I need to confirm
this is real.

- Nguyen is
Errinwright's creature.

They're in this together.
- I need to confirm it first.

- What do you want
me to do, sir?

- Be ready for anything.

♪

- Sorry, sir. No one's allowed.

- Get the fuck out
of my way, sailor.

♪

- Ah.

I was wondering when
visiting hours were.

- Tell me exactly
what Errinwright said

in that message you claim
he sent to Avasarala?

♪

He said that, uh,

he was working with
Jules-Pierre Mao

on a secret weapons program,

that he was furious Mao was
in bed with the Martians.

- That's what he accused her of.

- He said he ordered
the destruction

of a Martian ship
that was supposed to

pick up a weapon on Ganymede.

- The, uh...

"Karakum."

That was it.

Avasarala sent you
the comms buffer.

Yeah, she made it.

How is she... - Admiral Souther.

Please come with us.

Admiral Nguyen would
like to see you,

now.

♪

- Alex says it looks
like there might be

a ship or two
heading towards lo.

- He thinks he can keep
lo between us and them

for the descent.

- He's earning his pay.

Of course, we all
basically work for food.

- Jim.

I know you feel like
I betrayed you.

- It doesn't matter what I feel.

- It does.

It's almost funny to say this

after everything we've
been through, but...

you don't really know me,

and that's not your fault.

- You did what you did,

and if you hadn't,

Mars would be the only one

with the Protomolecule.

You were right about Avasarala.

Earth doesn't have a sample.

- What's done is done.

But I want you to
understand why I did it.

♪

You know, I used to
run with the OPA.

I was with someone.

He was a romantic,

an idealist.

A fighter.

He always believed what
he was doing was right.

- You know I'm not that guy.

♪

- I had a child with him.

A baby boy.

Filip.

The man I loved took him away

because I refused to
do what he wanted.

I was desperate.

Wrecked.

And then finally,

I shut it all off.

And I signed up to the
"Canterbury" to disappear.

- Naomi, I'm sorry.

Why didn't you tell me?

- I don't know.

I just... couldn't.

But then Eros happened,

and Ganymede.

Seeing all those
Belters suffering.

And you cared so much.

♪

It made it hard to stay numb.

I imagined Filip amongst them.

It woke me up.

I'm not sorry I gave the
Protomolecule to the Belt.

But I'm sorry for the
way that I did it.

I should've talked to you first,

all of you,

but most of all, you.

- I'm never going to
like what you did.

But I can't hate you

for doing what you
thought was right.

♪

- The control module will
deliver a minimal level

of stimulation, just
enough for awareness.

- Katoa.

You were telling
us about the Work.

- The Work...

What are you building?

- Soon...

Work finish...

Soon...

Soon...

- No.
- Soon...

- We're losing him again.
- Work...

Finish!

Soon!

Soon! Soon!

Soon, soon, soon!

- Sir, come with me, please.

- Soon! Soon!

Soon! Soon! Soon!

♪

- Sedation protocol.

The Protomolecule
has an objective.

The Work.

Whatever it's building
on Venus is almost done.

We need to know more. You
have to keep him talking.

- Well, I was able to
slow the transformation,

but I can't stop it.

His internal organs
are changing.

The vocal cords, the
structure of his brain.

I'm sorry, sir. He won't
be talking to us again.

- Then we need another conduit.

Well, the subject

hybridized with
the Protomolecule

better than anyone
I've ever seen.

Of the remaining subjects,

the one with the most similar

genetic profile would be...

Mei Ming.

♪

- Make it happen.

♪

♪

- Your family accounts
are now unfrozen.

You will transfer launch control

of the hybrid pods to
my ship immediately.

The tech team will
be down shortly

to collect all of the materials
related to the project.

- Understood.

Transferring launch control now.

♪

- Gus.

We've known each
other a long time.

- Just couldn't leave
it alone, could you?

- There's still time
to make this right.

- You're relieved of duty

and confined to quarters.

Try anything else, and I
will have you in irons.

- Sir, it's the "Hammurabi."

We're almost within range
of their torpedoes.

- Battle stations.

♪

- We should have a
firing solution

on the "Agatha King"
in five minutes.

- How long before the
rest of the fleet

will be able to engage?

- 11 ship should have
firing solutions

three minutes after we do.

Full fleet engagement

five minutes after that.

- I want a slower approach.

Increase braking burn 1/4.

- Aye-aye, sir.

- Captain, what...
- Chief.

Get Sinopoli up
here on the double.

- Right away, sir.

- You sent that
video to Souther.

Sir, that could be considered...
- I know what

it could be considered.

We have two fleets bearing
down on each other.

74 ships, thousands and
thousands of lives,

and the only thing we're
likely to accomplish

is annihilating each other.

- That video doesn't
change that.

- War is an inherently unstable
interaction of three things:

Intense emotion,
politics, and luck.

That message was luck.

Maybe out there, away from all
the politics and bullshit,

luck opens a door and
lets a couple of grunts

figure out how not to fight.

For once.

- That's great and noble, sir,

but we're in a shooting war,
and I prefer to win it.

♪

♪

- Doc,

no matter what
happens down there,

I got your back.

- Thank you.

- I mean, if we don't find her,

or if we do and she's...
- I'll be ready for that, too.

♪

♪

- Override's no good!

- Hydraulics are
behind that plate.

- Feels pretty thick.

- We can cut it.

- Their weapons are
better than ours.

They have a firing solution.

Why the hell aren't they firing?

- They're testing us.

♪

- Captain, we'll be within
range of their missiles

in two minutes and their
full fleet in six.

- Maintain speed and trajectory.

Ready target lock.

- Undersecretary Avasarala.

Are she and Souther close?

- I don't know, sir.
She didn't really say.

- Uh, kind of mean, at first.

I think I liked her.

- Captain, we have
a firing solution

on an enemy vessel. What
are your orders, sir?

♪

- Maintain course and speed.

- They don't want to shoot.

If they did, they'd
have done it already.

They're testing us to
see who we really are,

if we're honorable or not.

- There's no honor in defeat.

Weapons, prepare all tubes.

We're going to give them
everything we've got.

- Belay that order!
- Move it!

- Don't move!
- Hey, freeze!

- Don't fucking move!

- In accordance with the
Military Code of Justice,

I am relieving you of command.

- This is mutiny!

- For conspiring to
wage an illegal war.

I have proof. Take
him into custody.

- Comms,

give me wide-band, unencrypted.

All ships in the AO.

- All ships.

Earth and Mars.

- Channel open, sir.

- This is Admiral Souther
of the UNN "Agatha King."

We are standing down.

I repeat, we are standing down.

I have relieved Fleet
Admiral Nguyen of duties

under charges of conspiracy.

We're fighting an illegal war.

I'll be transmitting
proof to both fleets.

I'm ordering all UNN ships to
take any actions necessary

if the "Agatha"...

♪

♪

♪

- You're under arrest
for attempted mutiny.

♪

They're breaking off.

Traitors.

Comms, give me the fleet.

Our fleet.

- Yes, sir. Channel open.

- This is Admiral Nguyen.

We have put down an
attempted mutiny

by Admiral Souther.

All ships are ordered to
return to the AO immediately

and prepare to engage.

♪

Who hasn't acknowledged?

- The "Heisserer"
and the "Jimenez."

- Fricking PT boat.

Comms, give me a tight
beam to the "Jimenez."

- Tight beam open.

- "Jimenez," this
is Admiral Nguyen.

I am ordering you

to return to the fleet

or be considered a deserter.

♪

- They're not
changing course, sir.

There's five ships
still moving off.

- Weapons, give
me a missile lock

on the "Jimenez."

♪

If there's anyone else here

who is unwilling

to follow my lawful order,

declare yourself now.

♪

Take them all to the brig.

- Yes, sir.

- Move!

- "Jimenez,"

this is your final warning.

Return to the fleet or
you will be fired upon.

♪

"Jimenez," acknowledge.

♪

- The "Jimenez" has
been destroyed, sir.

♪

♪

♪

- Jesus, they're
firing on each other.

- Captain, they're in disarray.
We should take them out.

- No.

Open a channel to our fleet.

- You're on, sir.

♪

- All MCRN ships,

this is the captain
of the "Hammurabi."

Hold your fire.

I repeat, hold your fire.

There's been a mutiny
aboard the "Agatha King"

and UNN ships are
firing on each other.

If we engage,

it will only unite them

to turn their weapons on us.

If they want to
destroy each other,

we will let them.

"Hammurabi" out.

Now I want to talk to the UNN.

♪

♪

- Get me an auto-doc.

Seal off the CIC.

We're in lockdown.

- Yes, sir.

- This is Captain
Sandrine Kirino

of the MCRN "Hammurabi"

to all UNN ships in this AO.

Any vessel that declares
its peaceful intentions

will not be fired upon by Mars

and will be considered
to be flying

under a flag of truce.

If any vessel
requires assistance,

we are ready and able to help.

- Admiral,

how do you wish to respond?

Sir?

Sir?

♪

- Got it.

♪

♪

- They've launched the hybrids.

♪