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One hundred and fifty live

thermonuclear missiles
under your control.

I believe that makes you

the most powerful man
in the system right now.

The only thing those weapons
are good for is first strike.

Oh, they're good for a lot of things.

They can be used as deterrents,

or a bargaining chip.

Eros changed everything.

Earth and Mars are scared.

And whenever that happens,
Belters always lose.

Our first priority is
to protect ourselves.

We're gonna take advantage
of every edge we've got.

He was altered.

Part of his temporal lobe
has been effectively erased.

The part that governs empathy.

- Is his condition reversible?
- I'm afraid not.

The sooner we have it
out with Earth the better.

Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.

We're not going to Earth.

We've been ordered to Ganymede Station.

Farm patrol? We're Marines...

They are engaging in orbit!

Make a line. Free fire. 500 meters.

God damn it, I need
a surface visual now!

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The farm was breac hed.

Life support critical. You
got a hole in your suit.

We're gonna get you
out of here. Hold still.

Almost there.

Clear.

All we know is that fire
from UNN and MCRN forces

hit one of our orbital mirrors,

which crashed into the
station and several Ag Domes.

We estimate over 3,000 dead
and thousands more wounded.

Ganymede is the breadbasket
of the outer planets.

Without us, millions will go hungry.

This is a humanitarian
crisis of epic proportions.

Mars believes that Ganymede
was just a "proxy-war."

That we'll stay in the
sandbox and fight them there.

But make no mistake,
this was an escalation.

We need to choose an
appropriate Martian target

- in response.
- Chrisjen.

We invite Mars to a peace summit.

A peace summit?

And what, foot massages too?

Trust me. Mars wants
this worse than we do.

They've got nice, pretty ships.

But they'll never match our
numbers. They're not idiots.

They were the aggressors on Ganymede.

- So what was that?
- Fear.

The whole system has been
a tinderbox since Earth.

No one can explain it.

Mars thinks it's our weapon.

We think it's theirs.

There are too many ships in one place.

And we're sending more.

The next step will be war.

We lost on Ganymede, definitively.

When losers seek peace,
they look even weaker.

A peace summit, here
on Earth. On our terms.

Mars will read it as a warning.

Which it is.

Forty years ago, the Vesta Blockade

was the closest we
ever got to the brink.

You know why we barely
avoided mutual extinction?

Because the man sitting in that chair

decided to talk instead of shoot.

Ganymede is the worst

it's ever been between our nations.

It's time to step back

before we're all wandering
through the rubble,

defending ourselves
with rocks and sticks.

You'll never sell it
to the Security Council.

You will sell it.

Because you saved Earth from Eros.

We all know who really did that.

And whom do I serve?

Why didn't you ever run for office?

I like getting shit done.

And I like to keep my
head attached to my neck.

You father was smart.

You're smarter.

Ganymede Station refugee ships

are now arriving at
docks three and seven.

All personnel please report.

Refugee ships waiting to clear...

And despite the circumstances,

it'll be good to see you
again, setara. Until then.

All new arrivals must

register their ID with State authority.

Right, you got a little bit of food,

a little bit of water on the menu,

and a little bit of magic.

You guys know what magic is?

One to a person.

Here you go, one each.

To tell you...

all beltalowda are welcome on Ceres.

Ceres is your home.

Anderson Dawes.

Canterbury had to pay tribute to him

every time we parked on Ceres.

Belter tax.

Oh, is that what he calls it?

We used to call it a "shake-down."

You think that's why Belters love him?

Because he lined his
own pockets for years?

Dawes put all of those bribes
back into the neighborhood.

Yeah, now he's
practically running Ceres.

About time a Belter was.

See?

You're already friends.

One to each person. One each.

One per person.

I said one each. Back off.

Leave my mother alone.

You leave her alone.

Sergeant Draper.

Gunny.

You're on the Scirocco.
I'm Commander Thorsen.

Can we get you anything?

A porterhouse.

Medium rare.

Okay, I'll see what I can do.

For the kids too.

Except Hilly. She's a vegan.

Gunny, I'm sorry to
be the one to tell you,

but no one from your team made it.

What happened?

I was hoping you could tell us.

- The suit feeds...
- All lost with your team.

Under the mirror arrays.

Gunny, you're the only one who survived,

our only eyes and ears on
what happened down there.

Now, you said that
you were under attack.

You reported shots
fired along the UN line.

Six Blues.

They were coming right at us.

Then we got jammed, I...

I grabbed Travis and we made a line.

- Six Blues charging you?
- No.

No, wait, there was a seventh.

Lieutenant Sutton, he would've
picked up on it. He was...

Lieutenant Sutton was killed

with 11 others on the Scirocco.

She's bleeding again.

- Nurse, we need a sedative.
- Yes, sir.

It's all right, Gunny.

Dr. Cortazar, they changed your brain

with that procedure.

That's forever, right?

It was temporary at first.

Dresden never coerced any of us.

When did you decide
to make it permanent?

That first day within five minutes.

- I knew I'd never go back.
- Why?

The calm I felt.

It was like a terrible storm had lifted.

It was painless, you
know. The procedure.

- If you are interested...
- I didn't say that.

Today there was this boy

that looked at me like I was a monster.

I think I scared his mother.

I didn't mean to.

It made me remember when I was that boy.

Hmm. So somebody hurt your mother.

I lost her a long time ago.

And then there was Lydia.

Who?

Just someone that looked after me.

And you loved them.

I think I did.

I loved my mother, too.

It was the residue of guilt, shame...

Need.

Love kept me at her
bedside until she died.

Nearly caused me to miss out

on the greatest work
humanity has ever undertaken.

The protomolecule

devours old constructs
and recreates them.

It only moves forward.

As we must.

Move forward? What do you mean?

You want to be that real boy again.

To feel how you felt
before the world broke you.

The safety of your mother's embrace.

But you cauterized all
that in order to survive.

You don't want that back again.

Stomp out those last embers
and you'll be free of it.

We are about to rewrite that
entire story of humanity.

And, if you like, you can
be a part of that, too.

I can help you.

I know how.

Thank you all for your presence today.

We are here,

not as Black Sky, or Inaros,

or Tres Copains, or any other.

We are Belters.

And we have a historic
opportunity before us.

First, Eros.

Now, Ganymede.

Earth and Mars have pushed themselves

to the brink

and they'll have to
find a path to peace.

Or risk mutual annihilation.

What then? The Belt is
just gonna get an invite

when the Inners are busy
divvying up the solar system?

We...

We can buy a ticket.
The OPA just saved Earth.

And if that is not sufficient
enough to earn their respect,

we have their missiles.

And that is our ticket to the table.

But we must come together first.

A unified Belt must
send a representative

that speaks for all of us.

You look good in a suit, Fred.

Earther who thinks he's a Belter,

goes home to Earth
begging for table scraps,

and maybe he forgets about us, huh?

No, no.

The Belt needs a born
Belter to be its voice.

Anderson Dawes should represent us.

Excuse me, no disrespect.

I just imagined the look

on the Inners' faces

when they see who is sitting
across the table from them.

I would be honored
to represent the Belt.

It's a beautiful dream he has, huh?

Earth and Mars at peace.

And the Belt, equal
partners in that peace.

But is it too much an Earther's dream?

I do not doubt his heart.

Fred Johnson has proven himself

to be a true friend to the Belt.

But as much as I fear war
between Earth and Mars,

I fear the peace more.

For that is when they will

turn their sights back on all of us.

The Inners are not like us.

Earthers cannot look upon a thing

but wonder who it belongs to, huh?

To make it their possession.

"Possession is nine-tenths
of the law," they say.

But that is not the way of the Belt.

We say, "The more you share

"the more your bowl will be plentiful.

"And those that will not share..."

Welwalla! Welawalla!

And if we are all welwallas...

Kowmang gonya die!

Earthers, Martians,

they see us as their possessions.

Animals to test their new weapons on.

And, make no mistake,
they will do it again.

We must protect ourselves
against these weapons.

We must find out what it was!

It is my hope

that someday we will know
the whole truth of Eros.

But right now, we believe

that we have destroyed the threat

when we took over Protogen station.

We killed the madman
who made that weapon.

We've seen Eros burn up into Venus.

Earth knows that the wrath
is coming from this house.

They almost lost their
planet as a result.

They don't want another
Eros any more than we do.

Fred Johnson says that we are safe.

But I say,

once a thing is written...

...it is forever.

I was on Eros!

I was on Eros.

I saw it dying.

And I was there when we killed

the bastards who did it.

It was a small group,

we believe not working on
behalf of any government.

And I think Fred is right.

The threat has been eliminated.

And those missiles you have...

Earth and Mars have
pointed those damn things

at each other for over a hundred years.

- So let's give them back.
- Yes.

Returning them will show that the Belt

is ready to lead the peace.

James Holden, huh? Beratna.

You see, one by one,

the best Earth has to offer
us are coming to our fight!

But I think he's idealist, my friend.

And idealism is a luxury
of the Inner Planets.

But I agree with you about the missiles.

No! Felotas! No no!

We divide them amongst the factions.

Let each decide for themselves, huh?

Keeping... Keeping...
Keeping the missiles

is an act of war

which will lead to the end of the Belt.

Using them gets us the same results.

That is why they are both right.

The missiles are useless to us.

You, setara.

You were on Eros too, yeah?

You think this is over?

I hope that it is.

I have a feeling Fred
and Dawes have a history.

Which is why you should
have stayed out of it.

Fred needed back up. I
couldn't just sit there.

That was OPA business. Fred
has plenty of supporters.

But not ones who were on Eros.

Do you know what everyone saw in there?

Do you know what Anderson
Dawes saw in there?

You and Fred Johnson,

two big, nice Earthers

telling Belters how
they should run the Belt.

We're all in this goddamn thing together

and everyone keeps
telling me to pick a side.

Those fuckers who did Eros
sure as hell picked a side.

So, great.

Everything is as it should be then.

If Eros rammed into Earth

wiped out half of your
people, then you'd know.

- How're you feeling?
- I'm good, sir.

Good. I see your red
meat's done you some good.

Tank grown, but still not bad.

You ever been to Earth?

Soon enough, sir.

My mother was Foreign Secretary

took me there on a
Dip tour when I was 15.

I trained in one-G since I could walk,

but it's different when you're there.

This oppressive pull down.

It pulls the spirits down with it.

I look forward to
experiencing it first-hand.

This interview is being recorded.

You radioed Sutton

and said your team was under attack.

Your reported shots fired
from the UN line, then?

Seven Blues were charging at us,

about two klicks out.

Then we got jammed. I grabbed
Travis and we formed a line.

So, seven UN Marines

started charging and shooting at you?

What's weird is that there
was only seven of them.

That's less than a third

of their full garrison.
Why would they...

Let's just focus on the facts.

Seven Blues in a line,
coming hard at you.

Seventh man...

He was behind them...

The Ag Drone.

Before the Blues were charging at us,

Hillman spotted a stray
Ag Drone over our position.

You need to check that drone's feed.

We'll certainly look into that.

So seven UN Marines were charging you...

It didn't make sense.

Sounds like you're saying
Earth initiated the attack.

That... That's what I'm saying.

Yes.

Seven UN marines...

Yeah, they were charging at us.

They were firing at us.

They... They jammed our comms.
I saw ships engaging in orbit.

And the Blues, they were
closing in on us fast.

Fucking Earth has attacked us.

They want a war?

We'll give them a goddamn war.

Oh, I could use one of these.

Guarding the docks on Ceres.

I don't think the
Martians will give you one.

They didn't give you one either.

Legitimate salvage.

It most certainly is.

I wanted to thank you
for your words earlier.

You've inspired the
Belt more than you know.

Well, we're all in this together.

That is a story, I like it.

It's the truth.

The truth is...

It's never what you expect it to be, eh?

Mmm.

You mean, like, all
Earthers aren't scumbags?

And some Belters are just full of shit?

I didn't say it was the whole story.

Just the useful part.

What do you want?

To know the part of the story

that you and Fred Johnson left out.

We told you what we saw and what we did.

And in all your travels, Eros and back,

you came away with nothing

that could help the Belt defend itself?

There wasn't time.

Now that is a story.

Hey, fearless champion of the Belt,

you want to paint me
as one of the bad guys

'cause I am an Earther?

Have a great time.

Good and bad, don't
get distracted by that.

It will just confuse you.

Good men do bad things,
like Fred Johnson.

And bad men do things believing

it's for the good of all mankind.

That's how I know this
isn't over, setara.

I can't rely on hope.

We nearly lost Earth in
all this, too, you know?

And yet there she is. Hmm?

- Shining like a jewel.
- Enough.

We're really busy.

All right. All right.

Let's say I believe you.

I... I believe you.

Fred Johnson is tactical.

He can't think any other way.

He wouldn't offer me
up to the Inner Planets

as his errand boy

or be willing to return
Earth's missiles so readily

unless he had another card to play.

Mmm. None that we know of.

Now get off my ship.

You remind me of someone.

Just missing the hat, that's all.

Belters will never unify
under Fred Johnson's flag.

True, setara.

Earth will never
forgive him for the past.

And after the Nauvoo,

his days on Tycho are numbered.

Any weapon that Fred Johnson has

is vulnerable.

We are in this together,
otherwise we are all lost.

Ah. Shit.

You know we can get you a new suit.

Fuck off.

Sorry, sir. No disrespect intended.

At ease. Captain Martens.

- Chaplain?
- Hmm.

When I marked my 2790 as "none",

I was serious.

Well, don't worry, I'm
not here to proselytize.

You went through something
pretty horrible down there,

whatever you're feeling is okay.

I'm a marine. I'll be fine.

You know, I served with your father.

He would have been very proud of you.

My father?

Do they teach you that in Chaplain 101?

He was so disappointed

when your brothers all went to AMT.

Mars needs its engineers too.

It does.

- Thank you for coming by, sir.
- Bobbie.

Sergeant Draper.

No, no, no.

MCRN Command is going to need

your cooperation with the
investigation on Ganymede.

But you can speak off
the record with me,

if you want.

Just tell me what really happened.

There was a stray Ag
Drone over our position.

Have you checked that drone's feed yet?

We were on high alert
for anything in that area.

There was no drone over your position.

No, no. That's not right. I saw it.

- You think I am making it up.
- No. No.

I believe you saw something.

Now you say it was a drone, okay.

What I wanna know is why
is that so important to you?

And why are you so interested in it?

What do you think it saw?
What did you see, Bobbie?

I can't remember.

Okay. It's okay.

We can help you with that.

Assistant Director of Operations.

You've come a long way

since the loading docks
on Ceres, eh, mali?

You don't get to call
me that anymore, Pampaw.

From what people tell me,

you're the one really
running things around here.

We need you back home.

It's hard to find good people.

I prefer it here.

This floating tin can?

I don't know if it's the aching bones

or the constipation I miss more.

You've been on Ceres too long, eh?

You forget how to be a good rock hopper.

You're constipated, you suck a stone

to get things moving.

If it's the other problem,

you shove that rock up their ass.

Come on.

If we are going to reminisce,

let's at least get a drink, huh?

We'll toast to Fred
Johnson's secret weapon.

It sharpens your mind.

Gunny, let's go back to Ganymede.

There were shots along the UNN line.

Seven UN Marines charged your position.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Six marines headed our way.

Closing fast. They
appear to be charging us.

Six in formation up front

and the seventh bringing up the rear.

Argh!

Travis Sa'id, Marines, do you copy?

I'm sorry.

Gunny, focus. A seventh man
was bringing up the rear?

The seventh man, he was chasing them.

The UN marines, they
weren't firing at us,

they were shooting behind them, at him.

Then what happened?

They are engaging in the orbit.

- Who fired?
- Not our problem.

Spread out, make a line.
Free fire at 500 meters.

We formed a line.

- I'm so sorry.
- Sergeant.

That's when I saw the drone.

It was waiting.

Sergeant, what happened next?

Continue, that's an order.

The seventh man, he
wasn't wearing a vac suit.

That's enough.

She's had enough.

He's getting new data. He
says it's talking to him.

What does that mean?

He says there is more
protomolecule out there.

But Phoebe's gone. We
drove Eros into Venus.

- We killed it.
- Apparently not all of it.

Well, does he know where?

Not yet. But he's going to find out.

And then what?

And then we'll have it

and Cortazar will help us understand it.

And the nightmare starts over.

No. If the Belt has the protomolecule,

no one will ever use
it against us again.

Diogo Harari.

Forgive the intrusion.

I'm Anderson Dawes.

I wanted to meet the boy
who was found floating

beyond Hidalgo.

How long were you out there

before those rock hoppers picked you up?

Uh, long time.

Days.

Were you scared?

And then you fought alongside
Josephus Miller, huh?

Yeah, yeah. Beratnas.

You were on Eros with him, too?

And before, on that Earther Station?

Yeah, yeah. With Miller too.

I better keep my eye on you.

Soon your legend will
be better than mine.

Must have been a great raid.

- Important station like that.
- Sa-sa ke.

No time. Fred Johnson just want people.

Scientists.

What for, do you pensa?

You ran with the Five Points crew.

I grew up in the Rosse Burt, too.

Do you know how old you are?

Nineteen, I think.

Earther years.

Even our sense of time comes from them.

The time it takes the
Earth to spin on its axis...

The Earth to go once around the Sun.

On Jupiter,

you'd be celebrating
your first birthday.

It's hard to feel we
matter out here, isn't it?

The distances are so vast.

It's hard to believe

that we can make a difference.

Sergeant Draper.

In recognition of your
extraordinary service to Mars,

MCRN Command has awarded
you the Purple Heart.

Thank you, sir.

After the shit show on Ganymede,

Earth and Mars are meeting
for an emergency summit.

Your first-hand
account of what happened

will lay the groundwork
for what's to come.

You'll tell them your story.

Uh, tensions were high...

Uh, in the confusion of
a communications blackout,

- your team fired first.
- Sir.

Did you say we shot first?

Well, given the lack of intel,

that's a supportable conclusion.

They fired first.

Maybe not at us, but they
definitely fired first.

Sergeant, this is bigger than you...

I know I am not wrong about that.

Well, truth is a tricky
thing especially when...

They stormed our line.

That thing was driving them...

I don't want to hear any more
talk about a thing, Gunny.

Are we clear?

Yes, sir.

You know what I remember
most about Earth, Gunny?

Oh, so you're gonna tell
me a fucking story now

to sell me on this bullshit?

My apologies, sir.

Is that right, Gunny?

You're the only witness
from Mars and Earth.

And Ganymede could be

the spark that leads to an all-out war.

Do you understand?

The UN has demanded
your direct testimony.

When you get there, you'll
tell them your story.

When I get there?

Sergeant, you are going to Earth.

How can I help you, Holden?

Where's Cortazar?

Under guard in his cell.

I'm in his cell right now. He's gone.

So are his guards and his data cores.

Lock down every berth.

No one leaves without my authorization.

Give me eyes on Dawes' ship.

He's taken Cortazar.

Docking clamp release, Berth 38-C!

Override it.

Can't do. System's locked out.

They just killed their transporter.

They are trying to go
dark. Maintain visual.

- Alex, are you on the Roci?
- Sure am.

But what is going on?

Dawes has Cortazar, he's running.

What?

- Dust off, now!
- Copy that.

- Let's roll.
- Is Amos with you?

I don't know where he is.
Get your ass down here.

We'll lose him if you wait. Just go! Go!

Tycho TC, this is Rocinante
requesting emergency release.

- They cut their drive.
- Ah, shit!

Standard evasive maneuvers,

they are going to alter
course on their thrusters

and then kick the drive back in.

Widen out your visual.
Try and reacquire.

- Got 'em.
- Hang on.

Prepare the PDCs.

We cannot shoot them down.

Not down. Out.

Steady. Steady.

Gotcha.

Seal is good.

You're gonna have to force
their air-locked door.

We should wait for back up.

Every second we wait is another second

that Dawes can put a
bullet in Cortazar's head.

God only knows what
Cortazar's told him already.

Safety's off. Is that what you want?

Force the airlock.

If it comes down to it,
I go low, you go high.

Open our door on my mark. Ready?

Three, two, one.

Don't shoot, boss man.

You got me. Just me.

Turn around, you little shit.

I got nothing!

We lost Dawes. He's got Cortazar.

They're gone.

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