The Expanse

Each of these signals launched a rock.

There were several references to an Azure Dragon.

I think that's the name of the spotter ship.

If we could find it,

it could seriously reduce Marco's ability

to keep hitting Earth.

Michio, what did you do?

We will find a safe port. A place where you can stay.

I don't want to leave you.

You hate this job.

I do. I'll step down.

If I don't get the easy way out,

neither do you.

Hey, late to a meeting with the Bosmang, huh?

It's a power move.

Marco!

Ceres will be the capital city

of our Belter Nation.

Marco! Marco! Marco! Marco!

Were you part of the attacks on Earth?

Me, no. But he was.

- Filip! - I'm a fucking hero.

I kill the Earthers, me.

- Back to the ship. - Don't fucking touch me.

I'm your friend.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. I'm gonna get help.

Hey, watch it, kid!

Momma, Daddy!

Cara, baby, what's wrong?

Help her, please.

You have to help her.

Please help her. Please. Please.

Baby, I'm sorry. She's gone.

No. No, no, she can't be.

What happened?

I don't know, I-I think maybe...

I only gave her some of my protein bar,

a little.

Okay.

So the birds here

aren't the same as the ones on Earth.

Everything here evolved in its own way.

That's why we have to grow our own food

instead of farming the things that are here.

They have a different kind of chemistry

which doesn't work well with ours.

You mean I poisoned her?

No, no, no. It's not your fault.

She has babies, but they're all alone

on the ground, all by themselves.

We... we have to put them back in their nest.

We can't. The soldiers called a meeting.

We have to attend. All the settlers do.

I still don't see the point.

It's good they're keeping us informed.

We have nothing to do

with whatever they're building in orbit.

And if they wanted to be good to us,

they'd open up the comm relays

or at least tell us what's going on back home.

This is home.

I'll help you bury her in the morning.

It's fine. I can do it myself.

There's food in the fridge.

All you have to do is warm it up.

Can I go with you?

Sorry, sweetie, this is a grown-up thing.

You have to stay here.

What are you doing?

I messed up. I have to fix it.

Can I go with you?

No.

Sorry, but you have to stay here, okay?

Bye.

Don't worry. I'm gonna take care of you.

What? What is it?

Go away.

Leave me alone.

No. Hey. You can't have that! That's not for you!

Hold two, prepare to disengage.

Copy that.

Aisle is closed. Hold two is clear.

Disengaging hold two.

Okay, according to the manifest,

that'll do it.

Hang on.

Water tanks eight and nine are still low.

I just meant that'll do it down here.

Don't worry, we're just switching the feed.

We're gonna top you off.

You know, I never thought I'd see the day

I'd be delivering Mickie munitions

to a privateer in the Belt.

It feels kinda nice, huh?

Everyone being on the same side for once?

Yeah, I guess so.

Good hunting.

Everything looks good on our end.

Ready to disconnect when you are, with our thanks.

Understood, Rocinante.

Please stand by.

Your mission specialist is transferring over now.

Our what?

Your mission specialist.

We weren't expecting any...

Can't speak to that, Captain,

but the orders came direct

from the Secretary-General herself.

Understood. Rocinante standing by.

Peaches, go to two, please.

Holden?

Clarissa, we have UN personnel coming aboard.

Are they...

No, they're not here for you.

But just go to your quarters

and stay there until you hear different from me, okay?

Okay.

Bobbie.

Permission to come aboard?

Of course. Permission granted.

Sorry about all the hush-hush.

The old lady didn't want any of this on comms.

What's going on?

Change of plans. Time to lock and load.

Let him out.

I'm sorry, sir. I can't do that.

We have laws on this station.

This is a Free Navy matter,

and I will deal with it accordingly.

Release him into my custody, now.

When we get back on the ship,

clean yourself up and report to Ops for duty.

That's it?

Yoan assaulted a superior officer,

and you defended yourself.

That's what happened.

Would you like me to punish you some more?

I would think that the embarrassment you've become

since we've arrived on Ceres would be punishment enough.

On Pallas, Cyn and I would go out after our shifts.

Every day, drink until the bartender kicked us out.

Every night, go to bed with someone new.

But always,

the next day, we were both back on the line.

We couldn't fuck up

because we didn't have anyone to bail us out.

We only had each other.

SIGINT swept

the orbital path you identified

with every available asset

and turned this up.

The Azure Dragon appears to be a standard rock hopper

rigged with a shit ton of scopes,

antennae, and sensor arrays.

It's on the float and running dark.

And we're gonna capture it.

- We are? - Uh-huh.

Our mission was search and destroy.

Not anymore.

The old lady wants the data that could be on board.

She's got a Marine Corps for that.

She believes the Roci is the best option

for this operation.

And why is that?

Avasarala's lost strike teams before.

And the optics of losing another one

aren't good politically.

We're an independent ship.

If we fuck up, it's on us, not her.

It's about morale.

We've been on the ropes for too long,

and we need a win.

We're not gonna fuck it up.

Boarding and shooting is a whole lot riskier

than sending a torpedo up their ass.

Don't you worry your pretty little head.

That's what I'm here for.

It doesn't appear to be armed,

and this type of ship wouldn't have

more than a crew of four.

I'll make quick work of 'em.

I'm sure you will.

Trust me, these fanatics

are not going to surrender, Naomi.

It's...

I assume you came with a plan.

We slip inside their sensor shadow

and sneak up in a slow, quiet approach

behind their drive cone

to get up close and personal.

We cross over, disable their drive.

I brought something special for that.

Force the airlock, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Done and done.

Are you getting paid extra for this?

I'm not in it for the money.

Oh, this is one happy crew.

And speaking of crew,