03x07 - Delta-V

[bunniefuu]

I need you to lead a salvage mission.

Bring back the Nauvoo.

Gonna retrofit the ship for the Belt.

You're not staying, are you?

Secretary Errinwright is under arrest for treason.

- The Work.

- What is the Work?

What are you building?

What the f*ck is that?

That's enough.

It's fine.

f*ck!

My fellow citizens.

Our faith as a nation has been sorely tested.

But the arrest of the traitor, Errinwright, and the resignation of Secretary General Sorrento-Gillis, whom we thank for his service, has given us the opportunity to choose a new future.

Many fought for us to get here.

Many d*ed.

We have lost people we loved, and have suffered.

We would be justified to seek vengeance.

But instead, we will choose peace.

We must choose peace.

For we have arrived at the dawn of a new era, and are witness to an event unlike anything else in the history of our species.

But peace is a fragile thing.

So I'm asking you to join me, and join hands with our brothers and sisters throughout the system, Earth, Mars and the Belt, and dedicate ourselves to being one people with a shared purpose.

And as we have always done in the past, we will face the unknown together.

Whoo!

Add one more record for all the rest I crush.

Your Neo keep the best time in the system for the Jupiter-Six run, and I be right on track for shred the book around Saturn next.

When I get back to Ceres, you gonna be banging a superstar.

Next up, Ceres slingshotter Maneo Jung-Espinoza has been setting records for the...

And now, breaking news of the Ring.

The UN has announced that a blue ribbon panel of civilian religious leaders, intellectuals, and artists is being assembled to observe...

Whoo!

In a joint statement issued today, Anderson Dawes and Fred Johnson...

- The Ring.

- ...announce that the OPA would be...

f*cking Ring.

And Mars mission to the Ring...

All time all ting about the f*cking Ring!

Oye, Neo.

So...

Um...

Im like dis.

Uh...

You always off somewhere do your thing, and me always wait here for you for come back, key??

Finally get some fun.

I get tired of da wait.

And your beratna, he understand me, the real me.

He right here.

You stay s?fesowng out there, superstar.

And that's it.

But now I gonya show you the real me.

To pull it off, I mowsh go dark for a time.

This where I gonya be and when.

Only for you, f?dagut.

Na no say natig fo no one.

Next words you hear about Maneo, whole Belt gonya say 'em.

And all mang gonya know, I do this for you.

A lot of people think you're special.

- You're pretty stealthy.

- Part of the job.

You'll get used to it.

Could we try that again?

So, a lot of people think you're special.

Special?

I don't know about special.

Lucky, maybe.

You have definitely been called that.

Well, what's that old saying?

"It's better to be lucky than good." All right, then, lucky.

So tell me, why, after everything you've been through and somehow managed to make it out alive, here you are again on the edge of the unknown?

Why push your luck?

Because you're paying us.

Jules-Pierre Mao's project wreaked havoc throughout the system.

The protomolecule k*lled so many, brought Earth and Mars to the brink of annihilation.

You had a major effect on those events.

And that led you to this...

The Ring.

How does that make you feel?

Kind of makes me want a donut.

You're deflecting again.

It's there.

I don't know what it is.

But there's plenty of people way smarter than me out here trying to figure it out.

We're just trying to make a living.

It's not cheap or easy to maintain a ship like this.

Especially if it's not really yours.

Oh!

Hold on there, darling.

It's a legitimate salvage.

That's not what the Martians think.

Seems a bit petty, since we saved their planet.

Guess that's just gonna have to be up to the courts to decide, ma'am.

Would you have done this documentary if we didn't agree - to pay your legal fees?

- Nope.

Hell, I might've done it for free.

The Roci is such a beautiful ship, and, uh, she's got us out of more scrapes than I can count...

That sounds really interesting, and I will get back to you on that.

So what about you?

You just here for the money, too?

There's only so much booze and f*cking you can buy.

I'm gonna be on a ship one way or the other.

At least this one's part mine.

We are a regular, working-contract ship, even split, fair quarter-share for everybody.

Quarter?

There's only three of you on board.

What happened to Naomi Nagata?

She's on a leave of absence.

This is a special price, one time only, only for you, valued customer.

Just give im to me already.

On Tycho, that would get you six months in jail.

Maybe the part of Tycho you get to be in.

Out here, fo da real rockhopper on the long haul, da Pixie fo keep you alert, focus, make you love what you do, whatever im you do.

Come now, Belter.

No you be like those high and mighty Inners you used to crew with.

The shuttle just dock.

Where the f*ck you be?

On my way.

I don't wanna see that sh*t where people are working.

If they wanna do it, they can do it on their own time.

You get no trouble from me, bosmang.

- You're late.

- And you're cranky.

We both knew this was coming.

We do all the hard work...

And Dawes has to make it look like it's his.

That's what you get when you dance with the devil.

And we've both done that before.

You know I've got your back.

Damn well better.

I'm your captain.

And no one's going to change that.

Commander Klaes Ashford, requesting permission to come aboard.

You're already here.

It's a tradition.

Can I say no?

No.

Hmm.

Ah, Camina.

Long time since the docks on Ceres.

You have done well for yourself.

You too.

Of course, that always was your main concern.

You remember Mr.

Harari...

You little sh*t.

He has no place on this ship.

Dawes wants him here.

And Fred just let him walk out of his hole.

Ah.

The OPA officially granted him amnesty.

Fred didn't tell you?

Ah, I'm sure it was a mistake.

I talk to Cortazar.

He say to say hello.

Shut your face, mister!

That is Naomi Nagata, whose service to the Belt was far greater than yours could ever be, and that is your commanding officer.

You're a lieutenant in the OPA Navy.

Now start acting like one.

Yes, sir.

My apology.

Matching outfits?

Really?

Uh, it's a work-in-progress.

I'm still getting used to being in uniform myself.

But, uh...

It's growing on me.

Certainly better than the clothes of indentured servitude.

Welcome to the Behemoth.

I can feel the love already.

You look like you've discovered something.

One hundred and eighty-seven days.

Since the Ring was formed?

One hundred and eighty-seven days, 16 hours, 53 minutes, and in that time, we've detected no radiation, no signals, no emissions of any kind.

What about the Martians?

Their probes are better than ours.

Have you compared notes?

We are friends now, you know.

They corroborate all our findings.

You know what, when the protomolecule first came off Venus, it looked like a squid to me, and it's behaved like a virus in the past.

Do you think it might have been alive in some way?

- A life-form?

- Yeah.

Aren't you part of the godly contingent?

Well, I came here on a spaceship, not the wings of an angel.

I'm able to appreciate the difference.

- Are you rich or famous?

- Neither.

Then how did you get a ride on this ship?

The Secretary General made me an offer that I couldn't refuse.

You don't think it's a life-form?

There's no doubt in my mind.

That is a piece of technology.

I remember reading about the first probes to leave Earth from the solar system, centuries ago.

They had examples of our culture.

Could it be something similar to that?

The protomolecule was discovered inside Phoebe, an extra-solar object captured by Saturn eons ago that came from who knows where.

It transformed Eros, inorganic materials and biologicals, into some kind of zero-inertia m*ssile.

Then after crashing into Venus, it reached out, deconstructed the Arboghast, and flew all the way out here and turned itself into this.

An intelligence created it.

An extremely intelligent intelligence.

What do you think it is?

Pray that it's inert.

Mariner Valley stroganoff, Kamal family recipe.

Now, mind you, the beef is soy, the cheese is soy, but these mushrooms...

Mmm.

Are mushrooms.

- Family dinner is always nice.

- Hmm.

So you still have family on Mars, isn't that right?

Yeah, that's right.

When was the last time you saw them?

It's been a while, but we send messages, just like everyone else in the system.

Voila.

That's yours, cowboy.

So, mechanic on a gunship.

That's probably one of the most dangerous jobs you could have.

Somebody's gotta do it.

Oh, this man is fearless.

So did you study at a university or did you come up through an apprenticeship?

Union apprentice.

I started off on the supply and logistics track, but I was always better as a mechanic.

Who was your sponsor?

I didn't have one.

So you came up through the lottery?

- Yup.

- Wow.

You don't see a lot of people come up through the apprentice program off Basic.

I guess I got lucky.

So where were you based before you came up the well?

No place in particular.

You know how it is.

Your intake papers said Baltimore.

I spent some time there.

Yeah, I actually couldn't find any records of you on the rolls.

In fact, you don't seem to have any official government records at all, apart from a birth certificate and a registered win with the Apprenticeship Lottery when you were 15.

Weird.

I did talk to some locals, though, and they told me about a guy who was also named Amos Burton who was some sort of mob boss.

But that couldn't be you, right?

'Cause you left the city when you were 15.

So maybe it was, like, a relative?

Maybe it's just a common name.

You think?

Not so close.

You're gonna have to pay for that.

Hey, hey, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.

I'm making a documentary, the point is to get under your skin and into your head.

You can't be surprised that I did background on you.

I don't like it.

What is it gonna take for you to get comfortable with me?

You being off the ship.

What are you doing right now?

This.

I bet you're one of those tough guys who gets really sentimental and chatty after sex.

I don't sh*t where I eat.

The PDCs and m*ssile systems are nominally operational, but they haven't been fully tested.

And the rail g*ns won't be ready for a while.

Well, that's disappointing.

This ship was designed to be filled with Mormons, not b*ll*ts.

We put it to better use than they ever could.

What a surprise.

A pirate who supports an act of piracy.

Ah, I am a patriot now.

And this warship is a symbol.

It is the greatest vessel in human history, and built by Beltalowda.

That is something the Inners cannot ignore, because they know if we can do this, then that is just the beginning.

We've got an issue in the forward maneuvering cluster RCS.

- How bad?

- Manageable, but we'll have to cut our braking burn to deal with it.

Locational thrusters online.

Primary power, online.

I'm ready.

Hey, Grigori.

Grigori, I was about to apologize.

- Hard to believe.

- But it's true, though.

I am sorry.

Now, there, that's what you wanted to hear, right?

- Yes.

- Then we're good?

Okay, we're good.

What's all this about?

Oh, we used to work together.

On deck.

Secure for zero-g.

How is your stomach?

Oh, please.

Oh, Dawes asked me to ask.

He was very worried when he heard you got sh*t.

Oh, I had his name tattooed around the wound to remind me.

I forgot how funny you are.

It was an unauthorized Black Sky operation.

Dawes had nothing to do...

I'm sure you're a pretty good sh*t, too, huh?

So am I.

Camina, you have nothing to worry about from me.

I am here to be your first officer, and I have no problem with that.

You believe you should be in command.

Of course I do, but this is not about experience.

It's about politics and perception.

Fred has protomolecule, Dawes has Cortazar, and they both need this ship.

They both have delusions of grandeur.

And neither one of them cares if you or I are happy with the arrangement.

Ah.

Finally, some truth.

I haven't lied to you.

Yet.

But my point is that we both have orders to follow, which means we have to work together.

For the good of the new Belter state, ke?

What's wrong?

A construction skiff malfunctioned.

It's stuck in a hard spin.

Pilot's not responding.

Ah.

It's one-g plus.

He must've blacked out.

He won't last long.

Is he gonna hit the hull?

Not if I can help it.

I'm trying to access the ship's drive by remote.

Got it.

k*lling the drive now.

I'll bring it back to the dock.

It's too late.

He's gone.

I have to admit, I kinda missed that old red sky.

Haven't been back to Mars since I was shipped out for Phoebe, way back when.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm kinda jealous.

Thank you, by the way, for looking in on my family.

That means a lot.

Your kid was sweet.

Your wife was...

Polite.

You guys talking?

Yeah, sorta.

Talissa filed for divorce.

Oh.

How do you feel about that?

Honestly, kinda relieved.

- Does that make me an assh*le?

- Nah.

The domestic side of things never really held that much appeal for me either.

It's better to know what you want and who you are.

I'm damn glad to be a marine again.

If I hadn't been reinstated, I don't know what I would've done.

You know, my fellow soldiers might dispute how you took ownership of your ship, but you earned that seat you're in.

You're a top-notch pilot.

You can fly me anytime.

Gotta go.

Well, it was good talking to you, Gunny.

Thank you.

You have a moment?

For you, sure.

What's on your mind?

That skiff pilot...

He was incapacitated.

Pixie dust.

Yeah.

That's what I wanted to talk about.

There's a black market trade on board.

Always is on missions like this.

Not much else to do for fun.

I saw the skiff pilot with a dealer earlier.

I should've told you about it.

Why?

Did you believe the pilot was a risk?

I didn't think so.

His work had been fine up until now.

I misjudged the situation.

I made you Chief Engineer because I learned to trust you.

- I'm sorry.

- I don't expect you to be perfect, or anyone.

That skiff driver was free to put whatever he liked into his body.

We all are, until that freedom puts others at risk.

And then we act accordingly.

Who is the dealer?

Security detail to the dock.

Captain will meet you there.

It's nice to see that Madam Avasarala is as good as her word.

Donations have been rolling into the clinic.

It's never been in better shape.

And I have never felt worse.

First, it was a few weeks away to write a speech at the UN, now it's months at the edge of the solar system?

I know the people that you're around now could probably keep the clinic going forever, and that makes it worth it, but you are so far away from us, so close to that thing.

I'm just afraid...

I am afraid that this is the way our lives are going to be from now on.

I miss you, your daughter misses you, and we love you very much.

Come home soon.

Please.

Lead service team K-47, please report to your skiff.

You are clear to depart.

Hey, Melba, did you clock in before you showered?

- What?

- You should clock in before you shower.

Log it as decontamination and tool check time.

You wanna pad out your time, Ren here knows all the angles.

Secret teachings, hidden wisdom.

Okay, I will.

Ah.

This James Holden.

You watching him?

- The guy who chased Eros, right?

- Mmm-hmm.

And put that shithead Mao in jail.

- What about him?

- Well, he's out here.

- They're making a documentary about him.

- No sh*t.

Yeah, he's got cameras following him around on his ship.

I bet you 50 this reporter lady's knocking boots with him.

Hey, new girl.

Like what you see?

I wouldn't rub up against that narcissistic assh*le with your junk.

We still have to finish up on the junction.

Stanni, you take deck six, okay?

Yeah, whatever you say, Chief.

Buffers are behind that panel there.

Get to work and I'll check back with you in a few, okay?

Hey, hey, hey.

Listen, the first contract's always the toughest.

Stick with us, we'll get you through it.

You got a question, you just ask.

And if you don't wanna ask Stanni, ask me.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Good.

I'll get the junction set, you stay at the brownout buffers.

No cameras.

So, this is your spot, huh?

Until you came through the hatch.

You know, if this project's gonna work, we're gonna have to learn to trust each other.

I don't care if it works.

You don't care how you come across to other people?

No.

Hmm.

Prayer plant, cabbage, Magnus.

It's unusual to find green walls on a ship like this.

I call them "Prax panels." What's a Prax?

He's a botanist.

He helped us, and we helped him find his little girl.

Where are they now?

They're both on Ganymede Station.

Prax is helping them rebuild it.

You miss him?

He was good company.

He was my best friend in the whole world.

- Why didn't you go with him?

- He didn't ask.

He didn't have to.

I'm not really the rebuilding type.

In these uncertain times, it's more important than ever that we learn to love each other.

I heard you sh*t down Monica.

Does that mean I have a chance?

Like I told her, I don't sh*t where I eat.

Well, you live on a spaceship.

And I don't sh*t in the galley.

Hey, Stanni, I'm gonna check in with Melba.

Let you know how far along we are.

Okay, bypass is safe.

Swap her out.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Flip that buffer around.

Yeah.

Put that in the wrong way, the power goes dirty.

Sends a fault, so the next one goes to standby, then the one after that.

Pretty soon you got a whole ship powered down.

Then we gotta go over here, reset everything by hand.

It's a major league pain in the ass.

Well, that's not a good design.

Better to fail-safe than to blow something out a million klicks from a shipyard.

Right.

I'm sorry.

I'm out of my depth.

It's okay.

You're gonna be just fine.

I promise.

Thanks.

What's going on?

What are you doing?

This one supplies him.

I'm going to space him, and make him watch, in full view of the crew.

- Camina...

- Walk away.

This is mine.

You do not have to be part of it.

Captain!

May I have a word?

- In a minute.

- Now.

Clear out, give the Captain a little g*dd*mn space.

Beltalowda!

Don't cross this guy!

Move!

Stay there!

You, stay there, don't move, official business.

You don't have to do this.

How many have you spaced for reasons just like this?

More than I'd like to admit, but we're not pirates or rockhoppers anymore, we're citizens of the Belt.

- Come on.

- And we have to start acting like members of a society that obeys the rule of law, not like the animals that the Inners have always portrayed us to be.

If we ever want to be accepted as equals with the great nations of Earth and Mars, we must act with greatness.

Let me out!

Help!

Help!

I don't like him either, but in this, he's not wrong.

Please!

This door will be open for one shift.

If anyone has any contraband in their possession, they have until then to put it in here, with no repercussion.

- After that...

- Anyone caught dealing will be thrown in the brig, court-martialed, and sent back to Ceres for incarceration on a prison barge.

Those are our Captain's orders.

Well, spread the word.

Everybody out!

It's done, it's over.

Back to your posts.

It's done.

Neo, I hit you with a tight-beam along your way.

At the crazy speed you're going, that no easy trick.

Means I really want you to hear this.

I think maybe I was wrong about you.

You pull this one off, this gonya be waiting for you when you get back.

Ah.

That looks roughly like, uh, 50 kilos.

You think this act of mercy makes us better?

A small step, but forward.

This is not who we are.

Who do you think we are?

I'll rephrase that.

Who do you think we should be?

I agree with the Captain.

I admire your loyalty, but I don't believe you.

You were a radical, and then you were betrayed.

Then you hid out with the Inners, and then you become a big hero.

So why is Naomi Nagata here with us now?

I think this is our time.

Time for the Belt to stand up.

If not now, it may be never.

Well, perhaps you should explain that to Drummer.

She needs to hear it from someone she trusts.

Yeah, I'm almost packed up.

See you at the skiff.

Copy that.

Oh, damn it, I forgot my flask.

You go on, I'll be right there.

Jesus.

Why'd you have to look?

Melba...

What in God's name have you been doing?

I have to do this.

No, you don't.

No, you don't have to do this.

We can make this go away.

I'll help you.

No one will ever know it was ever here.

- It'll be our little secret...

- You didn't have to look.

I really wish you hadn't.

Melba, I fought people before.

Please don't make me hurt you.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Melba...

When I was in the Navy, they said that, in battle, you weren't fighting for your country, you were fighting for the people next to you.

- We've come to trust each other.

- Including Naomi?

Yes, I trust Naomi.

I don't always agree with her decisions or her tactics, but...

I think what you are, are liars.

All of you.

Excuse me?

I don't think anyone on this ship is being honest about why you're here, what you want, and who you are.

Um...

Okay.

You say you're not special.

It's obvious that you are.

And I think you like that you are.

I think you're trying to get a rise out of me, and I think I'm going to grab a shower and some sleep.

- I'll see you later.

- No hard feelings?

Not yet.

I think we got some good moments there.

Yeah, I thought so, too.

I'm gonna start cutting this together.

I'll catch up with you later.

I'm gonna run some diagnostics on the drone, make sure it's 100%.

My supply is not infinite.

This is the MCRN Hammurabi to unidentified vessel approaching the Ring.

You have entered restricted space.

Respond immediately or you may be fired upon.

No need, no need.

This the Y Que, racer out sa Ceres Station.

Your transponder is off.

Transponder busted, yeah?

Me ballistic is all.

Can fire up reactor, but that take a couple minutes.

Y Que, veer off, now!

No harm, no harm, me surrender.

Just got to get slowed down a little.

f*ring up in a few seconds.

Hold your piss.

Baby, today, I do this for you.

Ol?, Dusters!

Today, I make history.

Me!

Maneo Jung...

I don't remember.

You just lose yourself, piece at a time.

There's no laws on Ceres, just cops.