The Expanse

Proton molecule... they gave the goddamn thing a name.

We did not choose this,

but this is our fight now.

We'll hide it.

No one knows we have it.

It'll be safe.

What's happening?

Eros has changed trajectory.

It's now on a direct collision course with Earth.

They left me here all alone.

I just want to go home.

Why don't we go to Venus?

The Eros incident was our first contact with alien life.

It's too dangerous to leave our sample out there anymore.

We should kill it, drive it into the goddamn sun.

It's the only way.

It's done?

Yeah, it's done.

They are engaging in orbit!

Free fire, 500 meters!

What do you know about Dr. Lawrence Strickland?

He's my daughter's pediatrician.

You're going to Ganymede to find Dr. Strickland.

Please take me with you.

You were right about that thing on Ganymede.

It was a weapons test.

The weapon's up for sale, and Mars wants it.

What were you doing with the protomolecule?

We made it... in our own image.

We're not going anywhere till that thing is dead.

- Got it! - No, please!

That is not your kid!

Not anymore!

Monsieur Mao, the MCRN "Karakum"

dispatched by Korshunov

to take delivery of your protomolecule technology

was destroyed over Ganymede.

And I gave the order.

Get down!

- You're shot. - Go to the airlock, go.

Fire!

The creature gets energy from radiation.

We lure it out.

Prax, it's not Mei!

Firing up the barbecue.

I think we've stopped.

The protomolecule has changed everything.

I don't ever remember a time

when Earth, Mars, and the Belt weren't fighting.

No one knows what the protomolecule wants

or what it's doing,

but they are using it anyway.

Earth has it;

Mars has it;

and the Belt needs it too.

Naomi...

what did you do?

I gave the protomolecule to Fred Johnson.

The Arboghast was above the Eros impact crater

when the astonishing event occurred.

Experts throughout the system

are now training their instruments on Venus

to observe the activity of what multiple sources

are calling "the protomolecule."

In what many believe is a prelude to war.

Planetary defenses have been placed on high alert

as UNN ships were dispatched from Earth and Luna

to reinforce fleets in the Belt and Outer Planets.

After accusing the UN

of assassinating Defense Minister Korshunov...

And imperialism of Earth for far too long.

And now their actions have brought us to the brink.

If they wish to test us in battle,

we are ready.

We will not back down.

Our people are united in purpose.

Mars shall prevail.

A sense of despair is pregnant.

Most Belters believe that this time,

war is inevitable.

Third Fleet is on intercept, sir.

Awaiting engagement authorization.

We need to get Mars back to the table

before this madness spreads past Ganymede.

Where the hell is Chrisjen?

We don't know.

She still hasn't reported in.

Sir, any overtures towards peace,

it would be a grave mistake.

I'm the Secretary General.

I will make that decision.

Of course you will, sir.

We were just sitting across the table,

hammering out a treaty.

It was a Martian smokescreen

to take advantage of the chaos after Eros.

All the while, they were redeploying their fleets.

Followed by a wave of lies,

accusing us of assassinating Defense Minister Korshunov

or firing the first shots over Ganymede.

We don't know who fired the first shots...

Enough!

Mars has bloviated for a century

about creating a paradise for its people.

And what have they built instead?

A society serving a single purpose: War.

Sir, every conflict assessment concludes the same thing.

They have better ships,

but we have significantly more.

In an all-out war, we prevail.

All-out war?

If Mars gets a hold of whatever's on Venus,

this alien technology,

I believe Earth is over.

This is happening on my watch.

I get to wear this, not you.

Sir, in five years, Mars will have the strength

to impose their will on the system,

to shut Earth off from the resources of the Belt.

I mean, at that point, we may as well be their colony.

Future generations will look back on this day

as the moment that you forged your legacy.

Convene the Security Council.

I want a formal declaration of war.

You heard the Secretary General.

Let's go.

Get this clear, people.

I need five scenarios, including exit strategies.

Joe, go with her.

Reactor shielding's intact.

Nothing critical damaged.

Boys...

There any more residual protomolecule back there?

No, I think we're square.

All right, head in.

Prax...

Prax,

you got the cargo bay sealed up yet?

Yeah, I was... just finishing up.

Amos.

Look, I know Holden,

and there's no way he's okay

after everything that went down.

What do we do?

We leave him the hell alone.

Amos, listen to me...

Hey, you like Ceres, right?

There's probably a lot of great dock work on there,

and we know they got good brothels.

What the hell you going on about?

Our family is falling apart.

- Do you understand that? - We were never a family, Alex.

All we did was draw lucky straws on the Cant.

We were stronger together; now we're not.

So that's your answer? We just let everything go?

After everything we've been through,

our ship, our home, you want to lose the "Roci"?

You mean the ship that we stole from Mars?

We're the only ones who can fix this.

You keep telling yourself that.

No, we're not done here.

Look, just look in my eyes and tell me the God's honest truth.

What were you thinking

when Naomi told you what she did?

I'm not gonna lie, I didn't know what she was saying,

'cause my blood was so hot in my ears.

She's not the person I thought she was.

Guys, check your alerts.

We're about to be in the middle of a war zone.

We'll need a new transponder name

and drive signature.

This ship would be a prize for either side.

Copy that.

It's okay.

Stay with me now.

Stay with me.

It's okay.

It's okay.

We still have hostiles on board.

They've killed the elevator, which is our only way out.

So first things first.

I'm gonna leave the room for five minutes.

You can hold the fort that long.

I brought you so you could hold the fucking fort, not me.

Go, Bobbie, get out of here.

Shut up.

Pick it up.

I don't want to.

Pick it up!

If anyone else but me comes through that door,

you put them on the ground.

Don't you dare leave us here.

I'll be right back.

You're fired!

I thought we had a deal.

New deal.

I was rooting for you.

Oh, it's what kept me going.

I need you to help me take control of the ship.

I'm just a junior electrician.