All language subtitles for The Expanse S03E07 Delta-V

- Previously on "The Expanse"...

- I need you to lead
a salvage mission.

Bring back the Nauvoo.

Gonna retrofit the
ship for the Belt.

- Secretary Errinwright is
under arrest for treason.

- The work.

What are you building?

♪

♪

♪

- That's enough.

It's fine...

Pfft, fuck!

♪

My fellow citizens.

Our fate 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 died.

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!

♪

[screen chirps, buttons beep]

♪

♪

- Evita, mi setara...

Add one more record fo
all the rest I crush.

Your Néo keep da best
time in da system

for da Jupiter-6 run,
and I be right on track

fo shred the book
'round Saturn next.

When I get back to Ceres,

you gonya be banging
a superstar.

- Next up, Ceres slingshoter
Manéo Jung-Espanoza

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...

♪

♪

♪

Oh-ahh-ahh!

♪

♪

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

♪

- In a joint statement
issued today,

Anderson Dawes and
Fred Johnson...

- Da Ring.
- Announce that the OPA

would be... - Fucking Ring.

- And Mars mission
to The Ring...

- All time all ting
bout da fucking Ring...

- Oye, Néo.

So,

um, im like dis.

Uh,

you always off somewhere
do your thing, and,

me always wait here fo
you fo come back, keyá?

Finally get some fun.

I get tired of da wait.

And your beratna,
he understand me,

the real me.

He right here.

- You stay séfesowng
out there, superstar.

[Belter heartbreak
ballad playing]

- And that's it.

♪

- ♪ I'm all alone

♪

♪ I'm all alone

- Mi pochuye to, Evita.

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, fódagut,

na no say natig fo no one.

Next words you hear about Manéo,

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.

I don't know about special.

Lucky, maybe.

- You have definitely
been called that.

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
killed 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-whoa-whoa-whoa, 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 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 fucking 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.

There's only three
of you on board.

What happened to Naomi Nagata?

- She's on a leave of absence.

♪

[distant voice
speaking in Belter]

- 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 rock
hopper on the long haul,

Da Pixie fo keep you alert,

focus, make you
love what you do,

whatever im you do.

Come now, Belta.

No you be like those
high and mighty Inners

you used to crew with.

- The shuttle just dock.
Where the fuck you be?

- On my way.

I don't wanna see that shit
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.

♪

[tools whirring,
indistinct chatter]

♪

- Commander Klaes Ashford,

requesting permission
to come aboard.

- You're already here.
- It's a tradition.

No. - Hm.

- 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 Mister Harari...

- You little shit.

He has no place on this ship.
- Dawes wants him here.

- And Fred just let him
walk out of his hole.

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.

Really?

- Ah, it's a... A
work in progress.

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

- Mm. But...

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.

- 187 days.

- 187 days, 16
hours, 53 minutes,

and in that time, we've
detected no radiation,

no signals, no
emissions of any kind.

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've
been alive in some way?

- 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.

- 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.

- There's no doubt in my mind.
That is a piece of technology.

- I remember reading
about the first probes

to leave Earth for 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 extrasolar 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 missile.

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.

- Pray that it's inert.

- Mariner Valley Stroganoff,
a Kamal family recipe.

Now, mind you, the beef is soy,

the cheese is soy, but
these mushrooms, mmm,

are mushrooms.

- Family dinner's always nice.
- Mmm.

- 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 job you could have.

- Somebody's gotta do it.
- 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.

- 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 roles.

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.

♪

- 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.

- This.

- I bet you're one of those

tough guys who gets
really sentimental

and chatty after sex.

♪

- I don't shit where I eat.

♪

- The PDCs and missile systems
are nominally operational,

but they haven't
been fully tested.

And the rail guns won't
be ready for a while.

- Well, that's disappointing.

- This ship was designed to be

filled with Mormons,
not bullets.

- We put it to better use
than they ever could.

- What a surprise...

A pirate who supports
an act of piracy.

- Oh, I'm patriot now.

And this... 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.

- Manageable,

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

♪

- Locational thrusters online.

Primary power online.

- I'm ready.

[indistinct intercom
announcement]

- 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.

Okay, we're good.

♪

- Oh, we used to work together.

♪

- On deck. Secure for zero-g.

- Oh, please.

- Oh, Dawes asked me to ask.

He was very worried when
he heard you got shot.

- Aw, 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 shot 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.

- Ah, 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 1-G-plus. He
must've blacked out.

He won't last long.

- Not if I can help it.

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

Got it.

Killing 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 asshole?
- 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.

[indistinct intercom
announcements]

- 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.

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?

- 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.

- Ahh, this James Holden.
You watching him?

- The guy who
chased Eros, right?

- Mm-hmm, and put that
shithead Mao in jail.

- Well, he's out here.

They're making a
documentary about him.

- No shit.
- 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 asshole

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.

Prayer plant,

cabbage, Magnus.

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

- I call them Prax panels.

- He's a botanist.

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

- They're both on
Ganymede Station.

Prax is helping them rebuild it.

- He was good company.

He was my best friend
in the whole world.

- 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 shot down Monica.

Does that mean I have a chance?

♪

- Like I told her,

I don't shit where I eat.

- Well, you live on a spaceship.

- And I don't shit
in the galley.

♪

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

Let me 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 stand by,

then the one after
that, and 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.

♪

♪

♪

- 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 goddamn 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 rock hoppers anymore, we're
citizens of the Belt...

- Oh, 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.

♪

- Néo,

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.

♪

Oh.

Oh-oh.

Hoo!

- 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.

♪

♪

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.

Aw, damn it, I forgot my flask.

You go on, I'll be right there.

♪

♪

Jesus.

♪

- 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.

- Yes, I trust Naomi.

I don't always agree
with her decisions

or her tactics, but...

- I think that you
are, are liars.

All of you.

- I don't think anyone on
this ship is being honest

about why you're
here, what you want,

and who you are.

- Umm, 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.

- 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.

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.

Firing up in a few
seconds, hold your piss.

Evita, setara mi.

Baby, today,

I do this fo you.

♪

Olé, dusters!

Today, I make history.

Me!

Manéo Jung-Espano...

♪

I don't remember.

You just lose yourself,
piece at a time.

There's no laws on Ceres,

just cops.

♪

♪