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She wanted to die. She didn't have to kill Cyn.

She didn't kill him. You did.

Have you heard of Winnipesaukee Island?

Islands are private enclaves for wealthy people,

and each has a hangar with a suborbital shuttle.

That'll get us to Luna.

We have put together

proportional response strike packages.

Pallas Station is the one I think we should focus on.

If we start murdering innocent Belters,

we'll be fighting the entire Belt.

Speak your mind.

I think we should blow up Pallas Station.

My name is Naomi Nagata,

and I'm aboard the freighter Chetzemoka.

An automated distress call in my voice

is being broadcast from this ship.

If you get this message,

please retransmit.

It is a lie, a simulation

to lure the Rocinante into a trap.

The Chetzemoka is a bomb.

The truth is,

Naomi Nagata was a traitor to the Belt,

- and now she dead. - Pashángimang!

Camina! Please…

If you get this message, please retransmit.

Tell James…

Holden I am in…

- Control. - Why did the message change?

Naomi Nagata…

Could someone be on the ship?

- Could it be Naomi? - It's impossible.

…control.

She's dead.

Five Golden Bough raiders

engaged two UNN cruisers and one MCRN heavy frigate

near Patroclus.

Four Golden Bough killed. One UNN cruiser destroyed.

The other withdraw.

And the Martian frigate was reported lost.

The Free Navy mourns our allies

who died in this valiant effort.

But it was worth the price.

Captain, tight-beam come in for you

from Dewalt.

Send it here.

Bosmang, as ordered, we have been monitoring

the Chetzemoka,

and now maybe there is a problem.

The distress call you created, it stop,

it change to this…

This is Naomi Nagata of the Roc…

Tell James Holden I am in…

This is Naomi Nagata of the Roc…

Tell James Holden I am in…

…control.

This is Naomi Nagata of the Roc…

Tell James Holden I…

This is Naomi Nagata

of the Roc…

Tell James Holden I am in…

So, when we first picked this up,

the distress call said she had no control and nav.

Now some random comm malfunction

just happens to turn that into "I am in control"

- four times in a row? - …control.

That really seem random to you?

This is Naomi Nagata.

Tell James Holden I am in…

…control.

It could be a malfunction.

Comms start to fail,

transmitter begins dropping out.

Finally, everything just goes dead.

Sorry. That's a bad choice of words.

Maybe she's not in a position to speak freely,

or she's hurt, and she can't get to a microphone.

Or she doesn't have full access to comms.

There's no way to know until we get there.

Well, we're a lot closer than the Roci.

We'll get there first.

If it is intentional, why be so cryptic?

Why not just come out and say what's going on?

All we can do is get there as fast as we can.

We don't exactly have fuel to waste.

But I'll see if we can increase our burn.

This is Naomi Nagata…

Tell James Holden I am in…

…control.

How do we get into the hangar?

I think I see it. Stay behind me.

You really know how to fly one of these?

I do.

Don't shoot!

Don't shoot.

Anything that's worth money's in the house.

- Just take what you want. - Thanks.

- You live here? - Y-yes.

I mean in the house.

We're the winter staff.

Why are you guys hiding in here?

We saw your helicopter landing.

It wasn't marked U.N.

We thought if you were coming to steal,

you'd go to the house.

Depends on what we're here to steal.

My name's Clarissa.

My family had a house on the other side of the island.

Clarissa Mao?

Your family came to Thanksgiving one year.

- That's right. - You and your sister

spent the entire time fighting.

- And my mom made us… - Hey!

Who gives a fuck? Business first.

Tearful reunions later.

Where's the family that lived here?

Uh, they left a few months ago.

What about this shuttle? Is it lunar capable?

Yeah, but the ship hasn't flown in a while.

Not since I started working here two years ago.

Some kind of problem with the reactor, I think.

Fuck!

Keep an eye on them.

Oh, nice!

Batteries still work.

Batteries won't get us into orbit.

Congratulations.

- That's right. - That's right!

You son of a bitch.

Nice to see you, too.

You went behind my back.

The Secretary-General

asked me for my professional opinion,

and I gave it to him.

Inaros was connected to the arsenal on Callisto.

Maybe that should be on the table as well.

Callisto is a Martian facility.

So what?

If the Belters on Tycho threw in with Inaros,

I call that a legitimate target, too…

- Earth Corp or not. - A target for what?

Follow-up strikes.

I'm expanding the Pallas initiative.

The only thing we should be discussing

is to how to spin this strike

as a limited military objective.

And make it clear that we are not at war with the Belt.

We are at war with the Belt.

Madam, I respect you feel differently, but…

Inaros is an extremist, a rogue element,

as much of a danger to his own people

as he is to us.

He didn't throw rocks at Belters.

And we cannot let him frame this any other way.

I understand why you're upset.

I should have told you about Pallas when I made my decision.

If we continue to attack civilian targets…

The way Inaros did to us?

Is he our role model now?

No matter what Marco Inaros claims,

the Belters are not one nation.

We can exploit that.

We can ally with certain factions,

enlist them in common cause.

That kind of diplomacy takes time

which we can't afford to waste.

Our job…

My job is to make our people safer

and to reduce the enemy's ability to hurt us

as quickly as possible.

We have to take this fight

back to the bastards who started it.

And anyone else who cheers them on.

You think I don't want that?

You think I don't go to sleep every night

dreaming about putting Marco Inaros on the hooks…

Watching him gasp for air…

And making his children watch him draw his final breath

because he murdered my husband?

My Arjun is dead,

and I'd sacrifice everything to bring him back.

And right now

everyone who loved someone on Pallas

is feeling what I feel.

For every partisan we killed,

we made ten more.

Madam, I am truly sorry for your loss,

but we can't let emotion make these choices.

We have to be rational and objective.

I think we should hit Ceres Station.

It's the biggest port in the Belt.

I thought Anderson Dawes was a friend.

He'd never oppose Inaros

when push comes to shove.

With Ceres and Pallas denied,

Inaros will be forced back to the outer planets

to resupply.

It'll spread them thin.

It's a bold move.

There are millions of people on Ceres,

hundreds of thousands of children.

What are the scenarios

for a full-scale attack?

Is the intention to incapacitate or occupy?

I will not be a part of this.

Are you stepping down?

Yes, sir.

Fine. I accept your resignation.

You're dismissed.

You'll have to accept mine as well, sir.

Jesus. Dahane…

And mine.

We're supposed to be better than this.

Leave.

There a problem, ke?

No. We just need some privacy.

The Chetzemoka has not changed course.

Even if Naomi is alive,

looks like she doesn't have control of the ship.

That may not last long.

Drummer said Naomi was the smartest person

she ever know.

Pashang-fong!

Drummer will insist that we go see for ourself.

You're not going to tell her?

She's my ankawala.

I cannot keep something like this from her.

She not the only one you love here.

Marco knows the situation.

He will send us orders.

And when he does,

you and yours will follow them.

If it happen any other way,

what come after will be your fault.

So you will keep your silence.

Understood?

Understood.

You should get a plate

before these animals finish it off.

- Rich people eat good. - Ha.

It's not fancy.

There's not much left in the house.

We appreciate the hospitality.

Any luck?

- Reactor won't start. - She got enough fuel.

But something's trippin'

every time we try to start the bottle.

The house batteries are dead.

There's no backup generator.

With no power, this island's gonna get pretty cold.

Food here's not gonna last much longer either.

Not that you're not all welcome

to as much you'd like, of course.

Should we be seeing how far south the chopper can get

before it runs out of fuel?

Not yet.

Whatever's causing the reactor shutdown,

it has to be mechanical, electrical, or software.

That just means there could be one of anything that exists.

Peaches and I can handle the mechanical and electrical,

but I'm no debugger.

If it's a computer problem, we're gonna need some help.

Could be a security protocol,

some kind of kill switch you missed.

If you can convince the ship that we're its rightful owner,

that'd be fuckin' helpful.

Yeah, okay.

You can fake an ID like that?

Fuck.

Hold it right there.

Are you with relief services?

- No. - Well, we saw your helicopter.

We've been waiting for evacuation for weeks.

We're running low on supplies.

We're not here to evacuate you or give you anything,

so fuck off!

You have to help us, please!

They're just more off-season staff.

They're no threat.

We've had no communication since the rocks hit.

I mean, none of the houses have power now.

We need food.

That's not our fuckin' problem.

We're not a part of any relief effort.

Sorry.

Then what are you doing here?

Please.

We're trying to fix the shuttle in that hangar

and take it up to Luna.

You guys are welcome to come.

What the fuck?

It's a small ship.

It'll be uncomfortable, but it's a short ride.

No one else is gonna help them,

certainly not the people that own these houses.

Are we gonna tell everybody on the fuckin' island

- what our plans are? - He's not wrong.

This isn't the thing you want to spread around.

You want my help fixing that ship?

We don't leave anyone behind who wants to come.

Fine. We'll do it ourselves.

Stay here if you want, princess.

Anyone wants to leave better be at this hanger

by the time the ship is ready.

We're not waiting.

You understand?

Follow me.

- Shut up. - Let's go inside.

Your ships will rendezvous

with the Serrio Mal and the Koto,

and together, you will intercept

and engage the Rocinante.

Destroying it is your first

and only priority.

Make sure it is done.

Good hunting.

Tenye wa chesh gut!

Tenye wa chesh gut.

You have your orders.

- They make no sense. - That's not for you to say.

You said that the Rocinante was burning to a trap.

If that's true,

why pick the fight?

So that the Free Navy can be seen killing

a symbol of assimilation and compromise…

The thing that has kept the Belt

on the Inners' leash for generations.

Only a fool would believe that.

And you are many things, but you are not a fool.

You pledged your loyalty and the lives of your faction

to Marco Inaros.

You withdrawing that, ke?

No.

If it needs to be done,

we will do it.

As well you should.

Ready the Dewalt.

I need a tight-beam to the Serrio Mal,

- then the Koto. - Oye, bosmang.

Give me your gun.

- Why? - You know why.

There's no need.

Then there's no reason not to.

Camina, please. Do this for me.

My condolences.

Thank you.

You came here to say something, so say it.

Three more cabinet ministers just resigned.

A no-confidence vote is being scheduled for tomorrow.

- Paster's gonna lose. - Snap elections, then.

Yes, but those are unpredictable.

A lot of people feel it's too risky in times like these.

- You're talking about a coup. - What?

- That's treason. - No, ma'am.

The ministers just thought it would come across

as more impartial if I were the one to ask.

Madam Avasarala,

if you were nominated to lead us again,

would you serve?

Oh, my God. They picked you.

Mostly for the name recognition, I think.

The once and future queen.

Congratulations.

I'd like you in my cabinet.

I'm serious.

I trust you, and you're not afraid of me.

I'm transferring to a strike group.

Hopefully the one that takes out Inaros himself.

Felix, you haven't served on a combat ship for 20 years.

You have a history

of driving military people away from you.

Inaros has ships.

He has millions of rocks he could drop.

He has the protomolecule.

If you go toe-to-toe with him, we could lose.

I need your help.

Someone's going to kill Marco Inaros,

and I'd really like for it to be me.

A Belter, a Martian,

and an Earther go to a bar.

The Belter says,

"Give me a shot of your finest Martian whiskey.

Drinking like my enemy helps me think like my enemy."

The Martian says, "Give me a shot

of your finest Earth tequila.

Drinking like my enemy

helps me think like my enemy."

You never finished it.

The Earther says, "Give me a shot

of the finest Belter liquor you have.

Best the Belt has to offer."

The bartender says,

"Because it helps you think like your enemy?"

And the Earther says, "No,

because I'm trying to drink less.

The best the Belt has to offer is terrible."

It used to be funnier.

How does this look?

It's green up here.

- Same as last time. - All right.

Let's try it again.

Erich, run the magnetic bottle test.

Peaches, he asleep up there?

He's not here. He just stepped out.

God damn it.

Fuck.

Timmy. Outside now. We got trouble.

You all must be pretty cold.

The power grid is down all across the island.

Hopefully it'll be back up and running in a few days.

Hello. I'm in charge of private security

- for Winnipesaukee Island. - Chief rent-a-cop.

I was just telling your friends here

that we hope to have communication with the mainland

back up and running shortly.

They want all our food.

And in the meantime,

we believe it's best to have all food and other supplies

moved to a central location for efficient distribution.

Fine.

- Bring it all here. - We'll keep an eye on it.

My team's already set up a temporary base of operations

in one of the houses.

We feel it's the best location to secure vital supplies.

So you're taking someone's house.

Now you want to take everyone's food, too?

This is the most pathetic shakedown

I've ever seen.

You must be new at this.

I understand you came here in a helicopter.

My people will need access to that as well.

I've got a better idea.

Why don't you blow me, rent-boy?

No one here is giving you anything.

Well, if you think I'm being unreasonable,

you can complain to the authorities.

Oh, right. There are no authorities now.

Except for me.

So why don't you shut the fuck up

and do what I told you to do?

I don't think I will.

Is that why you're here?

For that old shuttle?

We were told it didn't work.

Stop it!

Get out of the way.

We don't have to do this.

We were in Baltimore.

They're burying people in mass graves along the road.

Please, just put down your guns.

Just walk away.

Just walk the fuck away.

You know they'll be back, right?

Enough people have died for no reason.

Why are we waiting for them to give us a reason?

It's a pretty stupid strategy.

All right. Let's get back to work

so we'll be gone before they come back.

I don't understand why Marco wants us to take this risk.

It's five ships against one.

We won't lose.

Now he's got you keeping secrets from me, too.

You know something.

Don't lie. You're not good at it.

If I'm holding something back,

is it so unthinkable that I have a good reason?

Don't treat me like a child.

I've earned the truth.

Marco killed Klaes Ashford,

and I sat on my hands and played nice with him

so you would be safe.

He killed a woman I loved,

and now he wants me and mine to murder her friends.

And I go along again.

How much shit do I have to eat

before you treat me with some respect?

Do you love us, too?

What?

You loved Naomi.

Do you love us?

Of course.

Do we mean as much to you as she did?

I need to hear you say it.

Yes.

It's possible that Naomi is still alive

on that ship.

Marco wants us to kill Rocinante

before they can help her.

You can't save her.

You know what happens when someone goes against Marco.

If we are disloyal now,

we'll be killed, not just you, not just me,

but all of us.

I beg you to respect that.

All finished?

As far as I can tell.

Electrical system's intact, anyway.

You?

Timmy's now the registered owner of the ship.

There's no hidden kill switches on startup.

This operating system is old…

But functional.

- If only the ship would start. - Yeah. That would be nice.

He calls you Peaches.

Yeah.

- Why? - I don't know.

Why do you call him Timmy?

Because that's his name.

Should I ask?

I wouldn't.

If you want to run another power cycle,

I'm ready to.

I'm taking a fuckin' break.

It's not going well?

I don't see anyone standing watch.

It's quiet. Relax.

You!

Quit fucking around and get up on that roof.

Keep an eye on the tree line.

Who the fuck are you ordering around

- right now, old man? - Shut up and do it.

I'll come find you later.

Hey, get inside.

We'll let you know when it's safe.

You her dad?

She's distracting him.

He can get laid in his own time.

You keep pushing my guys, they're gonna push back.

I don't want you killing any of them.

We can all hug and make up

when we get out of this fuckin' planet.

Okay.

Opened the liquor cabinet.

With a rock.

Thanks.

I guess last time you left, you were happy to go.

Not at first.

What changed?

I found my place.

Great.

I spent my whole life learning how to survive in Baltimore.

Just a street crook, I guess, but…

…I understood it.

Now it's all gone.

I remember thinking that.

I don't want to leave everything behind

and start all over again.

Ahh. I remember thinking that, too.

Yeah.

But you know what coming back to Baltimore's taught me?

What?

No one starts over

'cause no one really leaves anything behind.

Shit.

It's the power couple.

What?

It was right in front of me the whole time.

Sometimes you got to stop thinking about something

to figure it out.

Even if we do get everything up and running,

who knows if this old boat has enough thrust to lift off

with every damn person on the island inside?

We're just growing the tribe.

What?

Amos says that humans are tribal,

and that when things get bad, the tribe shrinks.

That's how it works.

- You should listen to him. - I did.

And he's right.

But he's also wrong.

On the road, he said we were a tribe of two.

But if we hadn't teamed up with you guys,

we'd be dead now.

We were stronger 'cause our tribe grew.

I'm still not sure what your collection

of scullery maids and butlers is adding to the team.

Does it matter?

Maybe just being people who need help is enough.

If we decided to include everyone in our tribe

without demanding that they prove we need them,

maybe people wouldn't have thrown rocks at us

in the first place.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Where did Timmy find you?

Serving a life sentence for multiple homicides.

We got it.

Bad power coupling was tripping all the power

when it got the juice.

I yanked it and ran a bypass.

Hopefully the extra load won't set the ship on fire.

Hold on. I'm testing it now.

It fucking worked!

Okay, I'll secure everything down here.

You guys do pre-launch.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Systems check.

We're leaving in 15.

Anyone who's not on the ship is getting left behind.

Come on, come on. Let's go.

What's the holdup? Let's move!

We've got trouble. Theo, what do you see?

Definitely moving around in the trees.

No clear line of…

Sniper!

- Everyone find cover! - Over there, return fire!

Get the fuck down!

Yaaaaah!

Everyone find a seat. Strap in if you can.

Take everyone into the shuttle.

Come on, let's go.

Thank you.

Lay flat on the deck if you have to.

You might black out when we lift off.

Kill the light cycle

and shoot anyone who resists!

We're going now!

Go, move, move!

Come on!

Move, move!

- Go! - Leave him! He's done!

Fall back! Fall back!

Go!

They're fighting on both sides.

I got you!

- You good? - I'm good! Go!

Go!

Erich!

Go!

She killed them all! With her bare hands.

I'm gonna be a lot nicer to her from now on.

Clear!

Get her inside. Finish pre-flight.

I'm not leaving you behind.

It's gettin' hot!

Come on, let's go!

We got to go!

- Amos! - Ah!

Punch it!

Initiating launch.

Please wait until hangar doors are fully open.

Fuck this!

May I come in?

Of course.

You've been keeping to yourself.

I didn't think you wanted to see me.

To be honest…

…I didn't.

- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.

You have nothing to be sorry for.

- I wish that were true. - No.

I brought Naomi here

because I thought…

And now she's gone.

And Cyn is dead.

And all because of me…

She's alive.

What?

Your mother is alive.

But…

I saw her outside with no suit.

S-she somehow managed to make a hard vacuum transit

to the Chetzemoka before it got under way.

She's aboard it now.

She didn't walk into that airlock

out of sadness or despair

or remorse.

She wasn't trying to kill herself.

She was trying to escape.

She left us.

She left us both…

…again.

No!

No.

No.

You asshole!