04x04 - Retrograde

[bunniefuu]

[pensive instrumental music]

♪ ♪

[woman singing in Norwegian]

♪ ♪

- [g*nsh*t]

- [women scream]

What the hell is going on out there?

Murtry.

He gunned down my friends.

He's coming for me.

[man]

Medic's not here.

I'll take you to the Roci.

You'll be safe there.

- But...

- We're leaving.

[man]

Get back!

Get back!

[people clamoring]

Amos.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[man]

Out of our way.

[man]

Watch it!

[man]

Get back.

[man]

Hey, let's go!

[Amos screams]

[both grunting]

[indistinct shouting]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

- [man grunting]

- [Amos groans]

- Get off him!

- Whose side are you on?

- [Amos groans]

[Murtry]

That's enough!

Get him up.

[woman]

Hey, move back!

♪ ♪

k*lling him would be more trouble than it's worth.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[Murtry]

Search the camp.

♪ ♪

[Elvi]

What a g*dd*mn waste.

[Holden]

I'd call it a g*dd*mn miracle.

We sure it's dead?

[device chirps]

Not seeing any movement.

- Let's call it inert?

- I'll settle for inert.

We came here to study this planet, not to blow up what we find.

We have very different agendas.

And you haven't been honest about yours.

You were at the ruins when the lightning started.

I think you knew this was going to happen, and you know more than you're telling me.

Who is Miller?

Uh, well, unfortunately that's on a need-to-know basis, darling.

At this point, I think I qualify.

Naomi?

Jim, Murtry's on a rampage.

- He k*lled four settlers...

- What?

[Naomi]

And now he's after Lucia.

I'm...I'm taking her to the Roci.

- Are you hurt?

- We're okay.

We're on our way out of town.

Lucia knows another way to the ship that's off the main path.

- Where's Amos?

[Naomi]

They b*at him down.

He was protecting us, but there was nothing I could do; I'm sorry.

Just stay where you are.

We'll come get you.

No, it'll be safer if we keep moving.

Just meet us at the Roci.

[panting]

[man]

What's in there?

[man]

What's in there?

- [device beeping]

Captain Holden, this is not a good time.

What the f*ck do you think you're doing?

Bringing t*rrorists to justice.

If they m*rder*d yours, you'd be doing the same.

[Holden]

If you hurt Naomi, you are a dead man.

Naomi?

She's helping the criminal.

Because you don't get to k*ll whoever you want.

You are not the law here.

- Oh, and you think you are?

[Holden]

Listen to me.

We have bigger issues than your shuttle crash.

The structures on this planet are machines, and one of them just turned on.

Is that why you launched a torpedo?

[Holden]

Yes!

- Did it work?

For the moment, but there could be more.

[Murtry]

Well, then we'll deal with them as they come.

I have no quarrel with your girl and I have no intention of harming her, but she's helping a criminal.

Now, if you really care about her, tell her to surrender.

Let's go.

Let's go!

The fugitive is with Naomi Nagata.

They're heading towards the Rocinante.

Take a cart.

Get there first.

Do not let them in.

Get on it!

Move!

James, my dear boy, I sent you to that planet to be my eyes and ears, and now large ruins that were supposed to be inert are sh**ting out lightning and there is nothing but radio silence from you.

So, please, find a way to carve a few moments out of your busy schedule, pick up a g*dd*mn comm, and tell me precisely what the f*ck is going on down there!

- Excuse me.

- What?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

They're ready for the interview.

[sighs]

Huh.

[device chirps]

[engine humming]

[indistinct chatter]

[engine whirring]

[machinery whirring]

Hell of a job on that troop carrier.

Never had one stripped down so fast.

I served aboard the Scirocco and the Xuesen.

I know all the nooks and crannies on those ships, that's all.

Well, I wish we had a few more like you around here.

[Bobbie]

Sir, it's my duty to report a crime.

What?

Some gear was stolen last night, bay 12.

A security door was left unlocked on purpose to allow two black marketeers to get in after hours and take what they wanted.

I was in on it.

There were no weapons involved, just some nav tech salvaged from the Jupiter Fleet.

- How much did they pay you?

- I was being blackmailed.

I didn't really have a choice.

But I knew what I was doing, and I knew it was wrong.

I'll accept the punishment.

You tell anyone else about it?

No, sir.

Be a shame to lose you over something like this.

[machinery clanging faintly]

I'd be willing to keep this just between us.

You would?

[faint indistinct chatter]

Thank you, sir.

It will never happen again, I promise.

[man]

No, what I meant is, you could make it happen again, right?

[tense music]

- Sir?

- w*r's over.

All this tech we salvaged and put in storage is just taking up shelf space.

And it's hard to keep track of it all.

Your new associates might be in the market for other things.

We got a pretty wide selection.

I committed a crime.

And nothing bad happened to anybody.

So what's the harm in doing it again?

♪ ♪

Unless you prefer I report you.

You won't have to.

- I quit.

- Hey, come on.

This is a great opportunity for both of us.

♪ ♪

Draper, don't be stupid.

♪ ♪

[ship rumbling softly]

[grunts]

[Primo]

Marco Inaros.

Dis demang you want.

[Drummer]

Here is your payment.

[door hisses]

How did you find him?

Im selling Inya colony ship cargo on black market on Metis.

Why?

Was he trying to get caught?

There are a lot of eyes on Jovian moons.

Nine-Metis.

Asteroid.

There are a dozen better markets for stolen goods closer than Nine-Metis.

Why go so far sunward?

[grunts]

What about the ship, Sojourner?

[Primo]

Chop-chop.

All gone.

Im say he sell for parts.

We give you back teng percent fo us k*ll him now.

Good fun.

Uh, appreciate the gesture, but we still have a lot to talk about.

- [device chirps]

- [door hisses]

[air hissing]

Ten percent?

After all I've done to them?

[door clicks]

Ah.

Dos Arriagas always were cheap.

And dumb.

Captain Ashford...

baratna...

out of respect, I won't waste your time.

I'll give you double to let me go.

I'm a friend of Naomi Nagata.

There's only one way you're getting out of here.

♪ ♪

What the f*ck?

You don't seem like a guy who takes a b*ating well.

Who does?

Yeah, well, next time you pick a fight, they're just gonna sh**t you in the head.

You need to take this off right now.

Or I'll tear this f*cking bed apart.

You wanna stay alive?

You need to shut the f*ck up and hope that Murtry forgets about you.

If your boss is going after my people, you do not want to be between us.

He's just going after the ones who crashed the shuttle and were about to k*ll the rest of us.

Loyalty to your crew.

I get it.

[instruments beeping]

But Murtry pulled me out of the mud once, and I'll never be done paying him back for that.

Hey, Chandra.

Murtry wants to see you.

They still haven't found the fugitives.

Why don't you sit the f*ck down?

[shuffling]

[bench scrapes]

[Wei]

Thanks.

Really didn't want to have to sh**t him.

[ambient music]

♪ ♪

[Murtry]

This is Chief Murtry.

I need your scopes.

Chief, this is Dr.

Sarkis.

I'm sorry, but all of our scopes are currently imaging ground activity.

[Murtry]

I don't give a f*ck about your rocks.

I have two fugitives on the run heading away from the settlement, and I need eyes on them now.

Fugitives?

Who?

Why would...

[Murtry]

That's not your concern, Doctor.

Now, are you going to assist me, or would you rather become the new focus of my anger?

[device beeping]

Sorry, Chief.

Can't help you.

We're heading behind the planet.

Signal blackouts imminent; we'll talk to you again in 11 hours, 43 minutes, and 19 seconds.

[Murtry]

Doctor!

God damn it.

[tense music]

This camp is now on lockdown.

Any of the Belters try anything, sh**t them.

♪ ♪

[both panting]

[Lucia]

Come on.

[Naomi]

We're not far now.

[both panting]

[Lucia]

You need to rest.

[Naomi]

Not yet.

[Lucia]

Now.

- [Naomi grunts]

[both panting]

[Naomi groans]

[Lucia]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you got dragged into this.

[Naomi]

You didn't drag me into anything.

Like I said...

we're here to help.

[Lucia sighs]

Murtry is an animal.

But he's not wrong.

We did this.

We did what he said.

[Lucia exhales shakily]

I did this.

I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt.

♪ ♪

We can sort it all out after we get to the ship.

♪ ♪

[air hissing]

[woman]

We've never had to deal with so many veterans returning home at the same time.

Frankly, our placement services have been overwhelmed.

- Do you have any idea...

- Just keep your chin up.

Have faith in Mars.

Something will turn up.

[woman]

You been ID'd yet?

[woman]

Consult with your assigned caseworker to find the best match for your skills.

Fancy meeting you here.

Hmm, same to you.

So...

any hot leads?

Not for me.

But a salvage gig just opened up down by the shipyard if you know your way around a welder.

Why aren't you over there right now?

- I just quit.

- A good job like that?

- Mm.

- Why?

Mm, it's a long story.

So this is what I have to look forward to now, huh?

Embrace the suck.

That's what they always tell me.

Hey.

How about another beer?

[Arjun]

Of course I was disappointed when I heard the news about Nancy Gao.

I had always found her life story to be so inspiring.

It was sad to learn that's all it ever was: a story.

The truth is that Nancy Gao defrauded our government for her own personal gain.

Question.

It better not be, "Who's paying?" I've been out of work a whole lot longer than you have, so...

Does this place feel different to you?

Well, I think they rotate the taps on Tuesdays.

No, no, the planet.

Since the last time you left.

[peppy pop music playing over speakers]

♪ ♪

My whole life, I don't think I met one single person who was ever unemployed.

And now there are lines of them.

Yeah.

Kind of makes you feel like deadweight, doesn't it?

Hmm.

f*ck it.

Mars don't deserve us.

♪ ♪

We get two more?

[coughs]

Make them tequilas.

[laughs]

[engines rumbling]

[door beeps, hisses]

[air hisses]

[door beeps]

Disappointed?

By so many things.

Naomi isn't here.

Oh, I know.

She's not with you...

or the Belt.

She's back with her precious Inners.

You keep tabs on her?

- Yes.

- How sweet.

- Naomi never called me that.

- Where is her son?

What did she tell you?

You used her for m*rder and stole her child when she tried to leave.

[scoffs]

Is that the story she's telling now?

Did she lie?

Oh, we all lie to ourselves first.

[laughs softly]

Like now.

Hmm?

We were barely more than children ourselves.

On Pallas, with old Royku in charge of the OPA there.

Every night at the bar, talking revolution and then half-sleeping through our shift on the line the next day.

All vodka and swagger.

You know the age.

I was never that young.

You destroyed the Augustin Gamarra.

Naomi and I destroyed that ship together.

Hmm.

Her code, my coordination.

A righteous k*ll.

She is not a t*rror1st.

You are.

But it haunted her.

I held her every night when she woke up screaming and dried her tears.

♪ ♪

Some are fighters...

...and some are not.

And you can't know which until the fight happens.

♪ ♪

I didn't understand...

until her pain was wrapped up with her love for me.

I don't blame her for leaving.

What did you do with Filip?

The best I could.

♪ ♪

[door hisses]

[man]

We're aligning on line one.

[Ashford]

How did it go?

He talks too much.

But he's still breathing, if that's what you mean.

It's not, but we have another problem.

Standard radar sweep picked this up.

It's on a fast intercept course.

No transponder, no match for its drive signature, and no response from our hails.

Can we take it in battle?

One-on-one?

Uh, it'd be better if we run.

[suspenseful music]

[Elvi]

The whole settlement is on lockdown.

The RCE guards have confined the Belters to quarters and they won't let them out.

I asked to see Amos, but they refused.

All they would say is he's still alive.

- Sorry.

- It's all right, Doc.

[device beeps]

We'll be back for Amos as soon as we can.

Just keep your head down and don't get hurt.

Naomi, where are you?

[Naomi]

We're at the base of the ridge where we landed.

When we get to the Roci, I'll crawl down the ladder from the cargo bay.

Stay where you are.

We'll come get you.

[Naomi]

No.

There'll be guards at the air lock.

You have to get rid of them.

They could fire down on us from there, but they won't sh**t at the UN Secretary-General's personal envoy.

She's got a point, Cap.

All right, don't open the cargo bay doors until you hear us above.

We'll be there soon.

[Naomi]

So will we.

Okay.

Let's go.

You sure you're ready?

Mm-hmm, I'm fine.

Okay.

♪ ♪

[groans]

- [panting]

- [blaster fires]

[Lucia screams]

♪ ♪

[engines roaring]

[engines rumbling]

This one of yours, ke?

[Marco]

I certainly hope so.

Lot of missiles on that ship.

They na gonya sh**t us with him aboard.

I agree.

They're going to board you.

Well, they won't enjoy the experience.

[Marco]

Neither will you.

Or me.

So what's the point?

[snorts]

Put me on the float.

My people pick me up; we go our separate ways.

No one has to die.

Well, it's not the worst idea.

Well, would Inyalowda risk their lives to turn one of them over to us?

We have a truce.

That means nothing to them.

[Drummer]

The next time I put you outside, it will be without a suit.

[devices chirping]

My people will not let this go unanswered.

You k*ll me, they will retaliate.

On Ceres, on Tycho.

Maybe even your precious Medina Station will burn.

You'd enjoy that chaos, kená?

[laughs]

It would be a sight to see.

But by then, the three of us would just be dust and the regrets of others.

Would you really prefer that?

[man]

Hey, bossmang.

Inaros' ship increase thrust.

They closin' in on us.

Uh, match burn and maintain separation.

[man]

Yes, Captain.

[man]

Ah pashang.

[Drummer]

What's wrong?

[man]

Reactor feed jam.

We cannot increase thrust.

[Drummer]

I'll see what I can do.

[Ashford]

Check the aft PDC.

- We may need it soon.

- Yeah, bossmang.

[instruments beeping]

- [door hisses]

- [device beeps]

♪ ♪

Klaes Ashford.

The Ghost-Kn*fe of Callisto.

The Left Hand of Anderson Dawes.

And now delivery boy welwala.

[laughs]

Makes me sad.

Ah, shut your mouth, or I will shut it for you.

♪ ♪

Marco, our ways don't work anymore.

The Ring has changed everything.

At the risk of getting my mouth shut, you're wrong.

There are brothers and sisters alive in the Belt today because you took food and medicine and air from the oppressor and you gave it to them.

All these colony ships filled to the tits with soil and medicine, shelters, recyclers, all the things that could have made the Belt a paradise...

still can...

right there for taking.

And then?

All these new systems.

They don't belong to Inyalowda.

They belong to who can take them.

- Meaning us?

- Meaning us.

But, Marco, you're dreaming.

We don't have the ships.

We don't have the weapons.

Don't be so sure about that.

♪ ♪

The Inners' w*r didn't just k*ll their ships.

It k*lled their spirits.

Mars is no longer the Mars that we used to fight.

What does Mars have to do with it?

♪ ♪

Your people...

they're a long time reporting back to you.

Ah, it's... it's an old ship.

[laughs]

Now, what did you mean about Mars?

We can continue this conversation later.

When I'm back on my ship, hmm?

Assuming you survive the encounter.

[both laugh]

- [device beeping]

- [door hisses]

Give me a tight-beam to our friends.

♪ ♪

He didn't bite.

[Drummer]

It was worth a try.

[device pinging]

[engines roaring]

[man]

Tynan, this is Black Sky.

We have target lock on Inaros' ship.

Golden Bough also.

[woman]

Matar Kubileya ready to engage.

This will not take long.

[engines hissing]

[man]

Inaros' ship has veered off.

We were never going to turn you over to the Inners.

♪ ♪

Where have you been?

[Bobbie]

Did you know that veterans drink for free at the bars?

Why didn't anyone tell me that?

Thank goodness the bartender was eavesdropping, because we racked up quite a tab.

Something happen at work?

You'd think the slap-dicks at the VA could have mentioned it.

Come on, let's get you some water.

Ugh.

Whoa, Bobbie.

Looks like you've been getting after it.

- What's the occasion?

- Not now.

Lost my job, kid.

- I'm sorry.

[Benji]

Look, it's...

it's a tough time all around for vets coming home.

Bobbie, I'm really sorry.

[Benji]

She'll be fine.

She's got a place to stay.

Go back to your room.

I'll poke around at work, see if we've got any openings.

The custodial positions turn over pretty regularly.

I know it's not what you want, but, Bobbie, you've got to...

[David]

f*ck that.

- David!

Bobbie's a marine and a hero to Mars.

She didn't come home to be some f*cking janitor!

She's better than that!

I don't need you to defend me, you little sh*t.

[Benji]

Bobbie!

[Bobbie]

You know nothing about the sacrifice I made protecting brats like you.

[Benji]

Bobbie, stop it.

[Bobbie]

You don't get to speak for me or decide what's beneath me.

[Benji]

Bobbie!

- Everything you have was built on the backs of grunts like me!

[Benji]

Bobbie, quit it!

Stop!

- I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

[siren blaring]

[man]

This is a Mariner Valley Police Action.

Remain in place until you receive further instructions.

[door clicks]

[man]

Roberta Draper?

[Benji]

What's this about?

[man]

Roberta Draper, you're under arrest for grand larceny and conspiracy to commit.

We have a sworn statement from your salvage yard foreman as well as confirmation on the missing materials.

Let's go.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

[door clicks shut]

♪ ♪

Naomi?

Naomi!

She's not answering.

She's gonna be all right.

She's hurt.

I can hear it in her voice.

No, she ain't.

Her body's not responding to the gravity dr*gs.

She's been trying to tough it out, but...

it's been real bad.

I'm sorry, Jim.

She made me promise not to tell you.

♪ ♪

[gasping, groaning]

- Keep pressure on it.

- [groans]

Naomi Nagata!

I give you my word, you won't be harmed!

This has nothing to do with you!

It's okay.

[sighs]

Go.

[whimpers]

You don't even know me.

[Murtry]

Lucia!

You've got a family, a husband, a daughter!

You should think about them!

- [groans]

- He's bluffing.

He won't hurt them.

[sighs]

[groans]

[grunts]

[device beeping]

I can't risk my family over what I did.

[groans]

♪ ♪

Come on.

[machine whirring]

- [expl*si*n echoing]

- [b*ll*ts whizzing]

[b*ll*ts whizzing, thudding]

[Holden]

Naomi!

[Naomi]

She's been sh*t!

[groans]

[groans]

[Holden]

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

[panting]

[engine whirring]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

It's all right.

We'll take care of you.

[Amos grunts]

[tense music]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[device beeps]

[device whirring]

♪ ♪

- [device chirps]

- [door hisses, whirs]

[door clangs]

[man]

Been looking forward to this since you stole those g*ns from us on Iapetus.

[Marco]

Well, given the incompetence of your guards, it was hardly stealing.

I hope I didn't injure them too badly.

You?

Na.

But I k*lled them.

Black Sky gonya take 30% of Inaros' holdings to redress past grievance.

Golden Bough will accept no less.

[Drummer]

Fred Johnson and Anderson Dawes appreciate the cooperation of Black Sky and Golden Bough in these new times.

Fair is 25% each with the rest divided evenly amongst all major factions.

Respect from you get respect from us.

We are all OPA, huh?

We will say what punishment fo the crime.

[Marco]

You think that will keep you safe?

If you are judges, you can't be prisoners?

You have broken the peace with the Inners.

And your faction does not speak for the Belt.

[laughs]

So long as it's not just one of you spacing me, it's justice?

What is my crime?

Hmm?

Or are you all too happy carving up my corpse to care, ke?

[Ashford]

You k*lled the Sojourner.

Dos Arriagas found you with the cargo.

Not long ago, that would have been called a victory.

Black Sky k*lled the Earther governor on Titan.

Why is that one not down here with me?

- That was before.

[Marco]

Ah, yes.

Before the Rings.

Before the Rings change everything.

The Rings did not change the Inners.

There are systems enough for everyone, they say.

Riches for all.

That has always been true.

The Belt has always been rich, and our wealth has always been taken from us.

And now...

now we are helping them.

I've heard enough.

Let the dead man have his say.

He will talk us all to death if we let him.

Hear him out, I say.

Is last time we will have to.

[Marco]

We are the Belt.

The OPA.

[tense music]

We have always fought for our lives.

We lose that, we lose more than our souls.

What I did...

I did for all Belters.

You want to think that everything is new.

It isn't.

A Ring appears...

...and now we're making truces with the Inners?

A Ring appears, so we hunt down our own kind while ships built from ore we mined fly to planets that we can't even live on?

A Ring appears and makes the Inners kind and just and fair?

We made an agreement with the Inners to keep Medina.

[Marco]

After all their broken promises, what makes you think that they will honor them now?

Their hearts haven't changed.

They give us a seat at the table because they are weak and we are strong, and they want to keep us talking until they find enough strength to ignore us again.

♪ ♪

It's true.

I stole the Inners' ship and their cargo and gave them their people back somewhat worse for wear.

[laughs]

[Marco]

You could k*ll me for that.

Or...

I could forfeit the cargo that hasn't sold.

The ship is already gone for parts, but the money I earned, I will give over.

And then I will sit quietly on my hands like a good little boy...

until the Inners break the treaty, which they will.

♪ ♪

Who here condemns me?

I have a right to know.

Well, I speak for Anderson Dawes and Ceres Station, and I say death.

[man]

Life.

Black Sky accepts Inaros' forfeit.

Golden Bough also says life.

We accept forfeit.

♪ ♪

[woman]

Kubileya say...

♪ ♪

[Drummer]

I speak for Fred Johnson and Tycho Station.

We accept Inaros' offer.

He lives.

♪ ♪

Arrange the forfeit.

Then call your ship.

You are free to go.

♪ ♪

And the UN has the personal assurances of Anderson Dawes and Fred Johnson that the problem has been corrected.

It will not happen again.

This was a mistake.

Marco's words swayed you.

They did not.

They swayed the others.

Golden Bough and Black Sky already feared their positions will decline once the blockade is lifted and Medina becomes fully operational.

If we handed out a death sentence against their votes, we would have been asking for a civil w*r.

- Ugh.

- I did what had to be done.

Yes, but his words will sway more.

He has that, uh...that gift.

Hmm.

No, he... he is planning something.

- We will keep eyes on him.

- Well, he will expect that.

And if he breaks his word, he breaks it to all the factions.

He will be signing his own death warrant.

If we catch him.

I fear we may not get another chance.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[device beeps]

I take it you had no one else to call.

Your offer, does it still stand?

Still have a job on the docks?

Not anymore.

Changes things.

The position would have to be full-time, then.

♪ ♪

I'm in.

[Elvi]

I don't know about you, but I didn't cross interstellar space to become complicit in m*rder.

I mean, Murtry has lost his mind.

What if we sent a message to corporate HQ?

If...if they knew what he was doing, they would certainly have him recalled.

The security team up here has locked down all Earth-bound comms.

On Murtry's orders, from what I gather.

There has to be something we can do.

It's like you said.

We came here for a reason.

All we can do is focus on that right now.

Here, take a look at this.

The seismometers you planted are still picking up tremors.

The digging machine, it's still alive?

No, the readings are coming from other sources all over the continent.

An epicenter pops up, starts to move, disappears, and then another one shows up somewhere else.

That sounds like more machines.

And from the looks of these readings, a lot more.

Let me go over this.

- I'll call you back soon.

- Okay.

Dr. Sarkis, I think you should look at this.

[foreboding music]

[device chirping]

Those islands are generating massive amounts of heat.

What the f*ck is going on down there?

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[Alex]

Hey, hoss.

Just letting you know I'm prepping for dust-off now.

We really gotta get Naomi back up the well, ASAP.

Understood.

[devices beeping]

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

[melancholy music]

I just wanted to have the choice.

I don't care where we are.

Just that we're together.

[laughs softly]

But you're leaving.

But I'm coming back.

♪ ♪

[panel chirps]

[door hisses]

[tense music]

[Alex]

Jim.

I don't like the idea of you being out there on your own.

Just take care of Naomi.

I will.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[door buzzes]

♪ ♪

[wind whistling]

♪ ♪

This had nothing to do with Naomi.

She was aiding and abetting a t*rror1st who just k*lled two dozen innocent people on board my ship.

[grunting]

This ends now.

You're not in charge anymore.

[distant expl*si*n]

♪ ♪

[distant engines roaring]

♪ ♪

[dark ambient music]

♪ ♪