All language subtitles for The.Expanse.S05E07

[tense music]

[Marco] You are free
to go wherever you wish.

Then I'll go back to my ship
and leave.

[Marco] Do you want
to give her your ship?

No.

♪ ♪

There's no need
to play with her like that.

[Marco]
The Rocinante is underway

in pursuit of the Zmeya.

I hoped that you
would be there for Filip.

You let Marco poison
your heart

and Filip's.

[Marco]
She betrayed us,

gave aid to our enemies,
tried to take my life!

- Space her.
- Spare her life.

You don't even think of
our family as your own anymore.

I'm more sorry about that
than you'll ever know.

[Filip] He loves me.
[Naomi] He loves himself.

[Marco] You have every right
to be angry with your mother,

to be sad about
what she did to you.

But you can't let
those feelings rule you.

Tell me about the Behemoth.

[dramatic music]

It's hard to know
where to start

and even harder to explain
how it ended.

[pensive instrumental music]

♪ ♪

[woman singing in Norwegian]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[Marco]
What are you reading?

Just reports out of Pallas
about our victory

rallying the workers there.

Ah.

Do you remember much
about Pallas?

A little.

Mostly stories Cyn told me,
I think.

Pallas is where
everything started for us.

A whole bunch of orphan kids
not much older than you,

nothing but dreams and...

and each other.

Now look at us.

And you, my son.

So young
and yet so accomplished.

I want you to be proud of me.

I know.

I came to ask you a favor.

Anything.

That ship Naomi gave you
is a junker.

Does nothing to help the fleet.

There may be a way
to make better use of it,

but it is your ship.

May I use it?

Of course.

Whatever is best for the cause.

[chuckles softly]

I know...

that you've been spending time
with her lately,

so I wasn't sure

if that ship held some
sentimental value to you.

It means nothing to me.

Good.

Thank you.

[engine whooshing]

[thrusters hissing]

[mag boots beep]

[clears throat]

[sighs]

If you've come for an apology,
you're wasting your time.

Not at all.

I was actually impressed

you had the nerve
to try and kill me.

[chuckles]

[door beeps, hisses]

[door hisses]

It's been a long time

since it's just been
the two of us together.

That doesn't matter
anymore now.

[Marco] I suppose not,

but there were happy times
once.

Is that what you came
to talk about?

No.

I wanted to know why

you finally made your way back
to Filip after all these years.

I needed him
to know that I love him

and that I would do anything
for him.

Anything but be in his life?

You took his life from me.

I took Filip from you

only because I thought
it would make you stay.

You had a hold on me

like nothing
I've ever felt before.

I thought we saw the world
through the same eyes

and had the same burning
in our hearts to change it.

If I'd known
the Augustin Gamarra

would've driven you away
and torn apart our family,

I wouldn't have done it.

You're doing to Filip

the exact same thing
you did to me.

I raised him to be the fighter
I thought you were.

He's his own person.

He doesn't deserve to die
for your dreams.

You have no idea who he is.

♪ ♪

You were only there
when he was a baby

who needed to be protected.

I was there
when he learned to walk.

I was there when he first
went out into vacuum.

I was there
for all the moments

his mother should have
been there.

And I've felt guilty
every day since.

But do you know what else
I've felt every day?

Shame...I would hope.

Relief.

Because the pain
of losing Filip

was not as horrible
as having to stay with you.

James Holden
must be quite a man

to keep a woman like you.

He's all the things
you pretend to be,

which is why
Filip needs to know you

for who you really are.

And you believe he's going
to listen to you?

He already is.

The only reason
you haven't killed me yet...

is because
you're feeling threatened.

And if you kill me,

Filip will know I got to you

and that I was right all along.

I haven't killed you...

because I didn't want Filip

to have his mother
abandon him again.

♪ ♪

You are free
to move about this ship,

but if you lift a hand
to anyone on this crew

or tamper with anything
on this ship again,

you're going out an air lock.

And Filip...

will know you
for who you really are.

♪ ♪

[engine whooshing]

Radar pinged another possible.

- The Zmeya?
- Maybe.

They're running dark.
Let's see what the LADAR says.

[Bull] Tell Station Ops
that I decide what's priority

and they're not re-tasking
another scope until I say so.

And if Tycho Corporate
doesn't like it,

they can fucking bill me.

Now, can you do that?

Hey.
What do we got?

- [panel beeps]
[Holden] Just a Belter skiff.

Damn it.

It's a busy trade route.
Smart move.

But if they're sticking
to their flight plan,

the Tycho ops will see it
and it's just a matter of time.

If they rendezvous with anyone
before we do

and hand off the sample,
we'll never get it back.

[Monica] If we find the ship...
- When we find it.

...what are we gonna do
with the protomolecule?

Destroy it.

Good.

I reached out
to a source on Ceres

with connections
to the Inaros faction.

If there's any chatter
about a handoff,

I'll hear about it,
so if we can't find this ship,

maybe we can find out
where it's going.

Are we preparing for failure?

Failure is why we're out here.

I'm trying to change that.

Well, don't worry.

You're gonna get
what you always wanted.

You don't think
we should destroy it?

No, I do.

That's what I told Fred
he should do

the moment he got it.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

So he didn't listen
to you either?

He didn't listen
to a lot of people,

and he was usually right.

- Not about this.
- [chuckles]

Always so fucking sure
you know best,

just like Fred.

No wonder you two
had problems.

You didn't exactly
toe the OPA line with him.

Hey, I didn't come to Tycho

because I support the Belt
or Belters.

That was Fred's thing.

I came here to punch the clock
for him, and he knew it.

You could've just punched
a clock on Earth.

Lot easier.

You'll spend enough time
with someone

and you get to see
how full of shit they are.

I spent half a lifetime
with Fred.

I still don't know.

Hard to find people like that.

Fred once told me
that when he died,

he wanted his body
put in the recycler

like any Belter would.

[chuckles]
Fuck that.

That ain't happening.

You're gonna deny him
his final wishes?

Oh, bet your ass, I am.

He deserved better
than being fed to mushrooms.

[both chuckle]

♪ ♪

I never trusted Fred.

♪ ♪

I know.

He told me.

I always thought
he was playing an angle,

not being totally straight
with me.

I should have, though.
He never lied to me.

You know,
you two are a lot alike,

which is probably why
we don't get along.

[computer beeps]

We got something?

Yeah.

A message from my pilot.

Hey, Hoss.

So Bobbie and me are burning
to Tycho right now.

Eh, it's a long story.

We got a lot to talk about
and sort out.

Hope you and the Roci
are still in one piece

when we get there.

Not much
of a transmission delay.

Yeah, he's close.

He's supposed to be on Mars.

What the hell's he doing
out here?

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Filip?

Filip?

♪ ♪

How'd you get out of the brig?

Your father let me out.

He did?

Are you planning
to use my razor

to try and kill him now?

No.

[chuckles]

I've missed so much
of your life.

There's so much
I don't know about you.

I read some accounts of what
you did inside the Ring.

You saved a lot
of Belter lives.

It was not just me alone.

It was all of us together...

despite what your father
may have told you.

You're rebuilding
an air scrubber?

I did that when I was your age.

Modified the intake.

On Pallas, you said you know
what I'm going through.

What did you mean?

[inhales deeply]

I don't know exactly
what you're going through,

but I know the power
your father has.

He's a great leader.

[Naomi]
That's not what I mean.

Your father and me met
when we were very young.

Not much older than you.

Never met anyone like him.

He made me feel like
the center of the universe.

And I craved his attention.

And that made me blind.

I wrote the code
for the Augustin Gamarra.

I know.
It was a great victory.

[Naomi]
Not for me.

Do you feel any remorse
for what you've done?

Why would I?

When I found out
I was pregnant...

I used to dream

of all the things
you would do and become,

the endless possibilities.

Now the only dream
I have for you

is that someday,

you will regret

all the things
you've already done.

Well, save your tears.

I'm a fighter.

Strength makes us who we are.

Killing people
doesn't mean you're strong.

I didn't know how strong I was
until after I left

and realized I was nobody
to your father.

I was just a piece of him.

My life was his.
My dreams were his.

Everything I thought and did
was to please him.

I see the way you look at him,

and I know the hold he has
over people,

the hold he had over me.

- I'm not you.
[Naomi] I know.

But I hope you're not him.

I'm my own man.

He doesn't control me.

I don't need him or you.

♪ ♪

Of course.

You're not a boy anymore.

I don't care
if you believe me or not.

I believe you.

I do.

♪ ♪

Why did you leave me?

♪ ♪

I never wanted to.

I tried to take you away.

Your father found out
and stopped me.

Then he hid you from me.

You left then?

No.

I searched everywhere
on Pallas,

hoping to find you
and take you away.

♪ ♪

- [sniffles]
- But months went by.

♪ ♪

Finally, I...I had to accept
I couldn't save you...

...and that my life...

was nothing without you.

♪ ♪

I walked down
to the docks by myself...

...and went into an air lock.

♪ ♪

I remember feeling
at peace for...

for the first time since
your father took you from me.

♪ ♪

I was going to open the door.

And then I realized...

that pressing that button

wouldn't change anything
for you.

Either way, alive or dead,

you were going to grow up
without a mother.

I never wanted to leave you.

But walking away
was the only choice I had left.

[sniffles]

♪ ♪

Walking away...

is the only choice
anyone ever has.

♪ ♪

[engine whooshing]

Our Saturn and Jupiter fleets

are still pulling back
to guard the Inner planets

but are detaching task groups
along the way

to search and destroy
any Inaros forces

using the ship profiles
you sent.

Good work.

Now, get your asses
somewhere safe

and let me know when you do.

- [metallic clink]
- [grunts]

- [sighs]
[Alex] The hell's that?

A bullet.

- Shit, you were shot?
[Bobbie] Yeah, a lot.

[Alex] All right, hold on.
I'll get the auto-doc.

Eh, it just itches
a little bit.

[bullet clatters]

Avasarala didn't mention

the Free Navy ship
you and me took out.

I might've left that out
of my message to her.

Really?

I can give you one
of my old medals if you want.

- Fuck you.
- [laughs]

Asshole.

[computer beeps]

- Oh, that's weird.
[Bobbie] What?

I just got a reply
from Holden.

That was fast.

Alex, good to hear from you...

He can't be on Tycho anymore.

The Roci's not
on Tycho anymore.

Marco Inaros stole
Fred's protomolecule sample,

and we're trying to find
the ship it's on

and destroy it.

There's more bad news,

but we'll talk
about that later.

Get back to Tycho,
and stay safe.

I'll send him
the ship profiles we collected.

Marco's fleet might be
trying to rendezvous

with the ship they're hunting.

That's a good idea.
I'll let him know.

[breathes deeply]

Hey, Chief.
Uh...

look, without going
into the details

'cause, quite frankly,
you wouldn't believe 'em,

me and Bobbie,
we found out

that Mars is selling warships
to Marco Inaros.

We got profiles,
drive signatures,

and course projections,
which we sent to Avasarala.

Look, Marco's got
a bunch of gunships

that might be headed
to that same ship

that y'all are tracking,
so look sharp.

[suspenseful music]

Heavy frigates,
destroyers, warships...

Jesus, Inaros really does
have his own navy.

[Monica]
This is crazy.

How the hell could he pull off
something like this?

Chetzemoka,
that's Naomi's ship.

There is no way that we can
engage nine Martian warships.

We don't have enough firepower.

Holden, I know
that you wanna help Naomi,

but getting back
the protomolecule

is more important.

It has to be.

♪ ♪

I know.
We're not changing course.

♪ ♪

[Holden]
Alex, I need your help.

Marco kidnapped Naomi.

The Chetzemoka is her ship,

and it's with the rest
of his fleet.

I need you to keep eyes
on them.

I know it's dangerous
and a lot to ask,

but if we lose track
of them now,

we may never find Naomi.

♪ ♪

I'll plot a new course.

♪ ♪

We won't lose her, Jim.

[engines booming]

[dark music]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[sighs]

[door hisses]

[Cyn sighs, grunts softly]

You need any help?

Do I need to go get my helmet?

I'm sorry for hitting you.

[scoffs]

I've been hit harder before.

But you almost got spaced
for it.

I had to do it.

Is that Tia Margolis' brandy?

Yeah.

Whenever we'd get back
to Pallas

after months on the float,

first drink I'd always have.

I don't get back much
anymore, so...

just keep it on the ship.

Mmm.

Just like I remember.

Like coming home.

You remember...
[clears throat]

...the last time we spoke
on Pallas before you left?

I don't.

Was outside your compartment.
My shift just ended.

It was late, ah,

but you told me you needed
to go take a walk.

I didn't say anything,

but I couldn't shake the look
on your face.

So I went to find you,

and I saw you
walk into an air lock.

You saw that?

I couldn't believe
what I was seeing.

I didn't think there was
anything that could break you.

But then you walked back out.

I went to find you
the next day...

...but you were gone.

When Marco took Filip,
he took away my life.

Leaving was the only way
I could take it back.

[soft dramatic music]

If I had known
it would've come to that...

I wou...I wou...
I would've helped you.

You did everything you could.

[breathing heavily]

I knew where he was all along.

♪ ♪

The reason you never
found Filip was because...

I helped Marco
hide him from you.

♪ ♪

[voice breaking]
He was my son.

I'm so sorry.

I thought you loved me.

I loved all of us.

We were family.

I thought
I was doing the right thing.

I thought one day, you would
come back to Marco, to...

♪ ♪

I was wrong.

[sobs]

I thought I would never
see you again,

and there you were on Pallas
in the old canteen

after so long.

I...

♪ ♪

...I thought maybe
this is my chance

to make it right with you.

♪ ♪

It is.

[breathes deeply]

Help me now.

♪ ♪

Please.

♪ ♪

[engine whooshing]

[Monica] Look on your face says
still nothing on the Zmeya.

I always hated fishing.

I liked the "drinking
on a boat" part.

Check Amos' quarters.
He's well-stocked.

Mm.
Maybe later.

But I've been thinking

about the Martian gunships
Inaros acquired.

Marco's loyalists
aren't just Belters anymore.

He clearly has supporters
on Mars.

That's what I'm thinking too.

Martian guns
and tech on the black market,

that's not shocking.

But entire gunships?

Those don't just disappear.

That would require months
of planning, logistics,

high-level military access.

Someone way up
the MCRN food chain

must be backing them.

Agreed.

But to what end?

Inaros couldn't possibly have

the type of money it requires
to buy one of those ships,

which means
the Martians who provided them

either have
the same political goals,

or...

he's offering something else
as payment,

something very valuable.

- The protomolecule.
- I think that's one part of it.

And I think the other
is Cortazar.

He's useless without a sample

and it can't be coincidence
that they were both just taken.

♪ ♪

You were right.

♪ ♪

My crew and I
did have a sample.

♪ ♪

Yeah, I figured as much.

- You're not a very good liar.
- [chuckles softly]

So what'd you do with it?

[sighs]
We were going to destroy it.

But you didn't.

♪ ♪

You gave it to Fred.

No, Naomi did.

You didn't want her to?

She had good reasons.

The Inners would never have
recognized the OPA without it.

But Fred didn't destroy it
after the Armistice.

He said the OPA needed it

until they could build a navy
to defend themselves.

Yeah, well,
now Inaros is the one

with the navy
and the protomolecule.

For now.

♪ ♪

But why would he take Naomi?

What could he possibly want
with her?

She had a son with him.

- Oh.
- It's complicated.

♪ ♪

I found a message...

she left me to read

in case something goes wrong.

- [hand terminal chimes]
[Bull] Holden.

Get your ass back up here.
We got something.

[tense music]

Scanners have picked up
this narrow-bandwidth flash

along the Zmeya's flight path.

Could be back scatter
from a tight-beam transmission.

If it's them,
they're still running dark.

They know
we're looking at them.

I've been pinging away
with focused radar.

[Holden]
Let's check the scopes.

♪ ♪

[scope chirping]

It's them,
and they're burning like hell.

We got 'em.
Intercept course.

Everyone suit up and get ready
for a high-G burn.

♪ ♪

All right.
Here comes the juice.

[machinery whirring]

[both grunt]

[engine whooshing]

[Marco] The Zmeya
has their instructions

and knows what to do.

Monitor the situation,
but no open comms.

Do not give away our position.

Ya, Captain.

Somehow,
the Rocinante found the Zmeya.

They're in pursuit.

There's nothing
we can do to help?

Not anymore.

We wouldn't be
in this situation

if you and Filip hadn't been
compromised by Naomi.

And spacing her
wouldn't have changed anything.

No, but it would've shown Filip
the price of failure.

Marco.

Let Naomi go.

She doesn't need to be here.

She never needed to be here.

But she's not going to go now.

She's not going
to try anything again.

That's right,
because she knows if she does,

she's not going
to be shown mercy again.

Why do you keep trying
to hurt her?

When I was a boy...

[dramatic music]

...I looked up to you.

You taught me
how to be strong...

♪ ♪

...how not to give in
to weakness.

You helped me save Filip
from his mother

and helped me raise him
into the man he is now.

And now, when Naomi
is trying to steal

my son from me, from us,

all you can feel is guilt.

Naomi is not going
to leave again.

♪ ♪

If that troubles you,

then you are free to go.

♪ ♪

[engine whooshing]

- Approaching missile lock.
[Holden] Arming torpedoes.

♪ ♪

[doors whirring]

[torpedoes blasting]

Goddamn,
that's a shitload incoming.

[Holden]
Firing torpedoes.

I'll take out as many as I can
with the blasts.

♪ ♪

[Bull] We only took out two.

- Jesus Christ.
- They were expecting that.

PDCs on auto track.

Beginning evasive maneuvers.

I'm putting us into a spin.

[engine whooshing]

[devices whirring]

[Monica grunts]

♪ ♪

[growls]

♪ ♪

PDC 1 jammed.

[strained mechanical whirring]

Still got
two missiles incoming.

Coming around.

PDC 2 to bear.

♪ ♪

Goddamn, we got 'em all.

[sighs]

Charging up the railgun.

Put a couple holes
in their drive cone.

Then we'll board 'em.

What the fuck for?

I thought we're destroying
the ship.

[Holden]
The crew or their data logs

could tell us
how to find Naomi.

What about the protomolecule?

I'll deal with it once
we find out what they know.

[sighs]

[railgun whirring]

[computer beeping]

[Bull]
We should send drones in first.

Could have the air lock
rigged to blow

as soon as it's breached.

You're right.
Ready drones one and two.

Zmeya, this is Rocinante.

Shut down your reactor
immediately

and prepare to be boarded.

♪ ♪

Their reactor's still on-line.

Zmeya, power down
your reactor immediately.

This is your last chance,
or we will fire.

[explosion booms]

♪ ♪

Fuck.

[engines whooshing]

[indistinct chatter]

[computer beeping]

A word, please, Father.

What is it?

I...

...I want to do more
for the cause.

We can all do more.
Be specific.

I want command
of one of our ships.

Your own command?

I feel I'm ready
to help you lead.

- You think I need help?
- No.

So what prompted this?

I want to show you
all I can do.

And...

I want our people
to know who I am.

[sighs]

You're right.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

Belters should know

that it was Filip Inaros
who was responsible

for the destruction of the
Rocinante at Tycho Station.

That it was Filip
who helped the Zmeya

successfully deliver us
the protomolecule.

Or that it was Filip who took
the life of Naomi Nagata

after she attempted
to take mine.

Your weakness nearly undid
everything we've fought for.

That's who you are.

[protesters chanting]
Marco! Marco! Marco! Marco!

Belters everywhere

are chanting my name.

[protesters chanting]
Marco! Marco!

Not yours.

You are nothing without me.

♪ ♪

You played a part
in our victory...

and the people who matter
know that.

♪ ♪

You are my heir,

and one day,
you will lead the Belt.

After I'm gone.

Soon...

people all over will be
chanting, "Filip. Filip.

Filip. Filip. Filip."

[all chanting]
Filip. Filip. Filip. Filip.

Filip. Filip. Filip. Filip.
Filip. Filip. Filip. Filip.

Filip. Filip. Filip. Filip.
Filip. Filip. Filip. Filip.

Filip. Filip. Filip. Filip.
Filip. Filip. Filip.

Marco wants to see you.

Search your mother.

I don't have any weapons.

Take it as a sign
of respect.

Filip and I have been talking.

We've decided
to grant your request...

to leave.

I'm free to leave?

On the Chetzemoka?

Not exactly.

Since you stopped us
from blowing up the Rocinante

while it was on Tycho,

we've decided to use your ship
to lure the Rocinante

and destroy it.

[tense music]

What?

[Marco]
After that,

after you've watched
your family die,

we will put you on the float,
and you'll be free.

You fucking monster.

This wasn't just my doing.

Filip inspired it.

He wants the Belt to know

that he was the one
who destroyed the Rocinante.

♪ ♪

Filip...

♪ ♪

...please don't do this.

It's already done.

You don't speak for him.

♪ ♪

Please.

Listen to me.

♪ ♪

This isn't you.

You're not like him.

[yelps]

You have no idea who I am,

but I know who you are now...

a pathetic
Earther-loving welwala.

You tried to make me weak,

tried to poison me
against my real family.

You are everything I am not.

[dramatic music]

[whimpers]

♪ ♪

Did you really think

that you could get my son,

my own flesh and blood,

to betray me?

You are nothing.

And that is all you are going
to be left with.

[grunts, whimpers]

- Goodbye, Naomi.
- Get off me!

[grunting]

Filip, Filip, don't do this.
Please!

Get off me!
You!

I fucking hate you!

Get off!
I hate you!

[Naomi sobs]

♪ ♪

[crying softly]

♪ ♪

[engines whooshing]

♪ ♪

- All crew are back on board?
- Ya, bosmang.

Chetzemoka controls disabled.

Set ship to remote pilot.

Ya, setting remote pilot.

Detach Chetzemoka

and retract docking bridge.

Aye, Captain, will do.

♪ ♪

[crew member]
Bosmang, we have an update

from Medina Station.

[Marco]
It's about time.

[Cyn]
Locate Naomi Nagata.

[computer beeping]

Ah.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[somber music]

♪ ♪

I know that look
on your face.

Don't do this.

Naomi, please.

I can fix this with Marco.

You...you...
you don't have to...

You shouldn't have
followed me.

♪ ♪

[Naomi exhales heavily]

[inhales sharply]

No!

♪ ♪

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪