The Expanse

Previously on The Expanse.

That distress call we never received,

it was logged with HQ.

By some anonymous do-gooder aboard this ship.

Holden, put a shuttle team together.

Some dock-jock was slobbering all over her

while she was prepping to ship out.

She planted him in the deck.

Every time we demand to be heard,

they hold back our water, ration our air,

until we do as we're told.

This must be the beacon that called us.

Somebody planted it.

Canterbury, burn like hell, you've got incoming!

How long can he hold on?

We're losin' him.

If we don't get that radio back, we all die... Today.

This beacon we answered isn't pirate tech...

It's top-grade military stuff.

What are you doing?

Buying us insurance.

My name is James Holden.

Heaven help us all

if Mars and the Belt decide to share a toothbrush.

The cold war is over, this is something new.

My name is James Holden,

speaking for the five survivors of the Canterbury.

Our ship was destroyed answering a bogus SOS from a ship called the Scopuli.

We recovered a false beacon and identified it as Martian Naval technology.

It was a trap.

Naomi Nagata, Alex Kamal, Shed Garvey, Amos Burton...

A representative from the Pur & Kleen Corporation

has confirmed that the freighter Canterbury

was bound for Ceres Station with a...

We are about to be taken aboard the MCRN Donnager.

...power when it diverted course

to answer a distress call from the Scopuli,

a light freighter operating under a Belt contract with Tyco Engineering.

...action will only confirm that the Canterbury was destroyed by Mars.

We're dead anyway.

Have fun.

Stay calm and everything will be okay.

No, no. Like this.

Stay calm,

unte kowlting gonya gut, to pochuye ke?

Stay calm...

Hands big,

and when you talk, in and before is weak.

Okay, um...

Stay calm.

- Unte kowlting gut... - No.

Stay calm,

unte kowlting gonya gut, to pochuye ke?

Okay. Stay calm.

Unte kowlting gonya gut, to pochuye ke.

Better. Every time better!

I have a good teacher.

Oh, I'm sorry. I have to go.

Hey, uh,

why don't you stay off the streets today, okay?

It could get dangerous out there.

Maybe you, too, Earther.

Everybody's been pissed about the extended water rations.

Losing the Canterbury is just going to make that worse.

Radicals are going to try to exploit the situation.

You can't blame them. Mars practically declared war on the Belt.

Our sole concern

is the safe and peaceful operation

- of this station. Star Helix... - Hmm, nice breakfast?

...will maintain order.

OPA roundup? Fine by me.

There will be no pre-emptive arrests of any OPA members.

They're legal residents of the Belt.

We're an Earth Corp.

We will remain impartial.

These are your sector assignments, your team leaders.

You bust any heads and I'll bust yours.

Dismissed.

That's a great speech.

Captain, Captain.

Muss is your team leader, Miller. I don't want to hear it.

That's not what I... Really?

She's the only one you listen to.

Don't sit. You're not staying.

Juliette Mao.

That's not important right now.

Oh, no. It's important. Now.

The Scopuli is the ship that that Holden guy got scooped up trying to save?

Well, Julie Mao was on it.

I checked the logs...

All her shipmates were crewed up out of the same dockworkers local,

right here on Ceres.

I mean, OPA...

Good riddance to them all.

This was a favor.

She's not on Ceres.

So I'll run that up the line and then Daddy Warbucks

- can bother some other Station Chief that he thinks he owns. -

You know, the OPA has probably heard that I'm looking for one of their own by now.

If we just let it go...

Just file the report, close the case, enjoy your tax-free bonus.

All right, let's go.

Hey, go ahead, destroy the evidence,

the word's already out.

Keep your mouths shut, now move.

If we're prisoners, we have the right to legal counsel...

Hey! Get off me!

Hey, come on!

Hey, Amos!

Put him down!

Amos!

Amos!

Just... Can you just take it easy?

Now what?

Easy, fellas.

He's coming with us.

What?

Alex! Alex!

Hey! Where are you taking him?

We're going to die.

Ripped By mstoll

Why would Mars blow up an ice freighter?

It makes no sense.

They're trying to destabilize Ceres.

That idiot governor of ours is weak.

Belters get thirsty, OPA fans the flames,

and Mars gets the excuse

they've always wanted to sweep in and "pacify" the station.

This is a security issue.

The Secretary General has to make a strong response.

Like what? Like redeploy the fleet.

Which will only inflame the situation.

We don't even know that the Martians are behind this.

We have the word of some ice-hauler named James Holden.

He was a Naval officer.

You saw his service record.

He has no reason to lie.

Ceres is our station. The key to the Belt.

With those resources,

Mars could finally cut the cord to Earth.

You want a war with Mars?

This will get you one.

But it's my soldiers that will end up dying for it.

Well, the Secretary General wants a plan of action, Admiral.

And it can't be, "Let's just sit and wait."

Unless we have proof,

that's exactly what we should be doing.

Fleet Command will not support redeployment

unless we have proof.

I seriously doubt the Secretary General will want to override us on this.

The Admiral's right.

Until we know more, we sit tight and wait.

Unfortunately, given the current tension levels,

my embassy needs me back on Mars

sooner than I'd hoped.

So, please tell them

some other time. Of course.

Fifty bucks says I can beat you to the end of the concourse.

Bubbles.

Frank.

I always just let you win.

You need $50?

I need a drink, is what I need.

Have two. It's past noon.

How are you holding up?

Ah, this Canterbury business.

The Martians won't release any more intel,

if they even have any,

which just leaves the U.N. screaming in my ear

for what I can't give them, because I don't have.

So, for the moment, you're completely useless

and therefore have no excuse

not to come to my house this afternoon.

Oh, I don't know if I'm any fun right now.

You're never fun.

But Craig is.

That's why I'm inviting you.

Arjun is making flan.

In 40 years, you've never taken a "no" from me.

Mmm-hmm.

So why should today be any different?

If it makes you feel better,

you are the best at rolling over.

See you later.

Donchu for sympany.

- The inners hate us down to our brittle bones... - All right, that's enough.

- Get outta here! - Our air.

- Our water. - Move along.

Enne loof belterloader.

All right, you're done here. Acqua belterloader.

You can't silence us.

Belters won't stand for this forever.

Excuse me, sir.

- Do you like to laugh? - No.

I like to laugh.

Great! Now I know what you're thinking. Mormons aren't funny.

But we have a comedy night at the Laugh Shack once a week,

and I'd love to prove you wrong.

Can I put your name on the list for tonight?

Back Off.