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All the ships
in this space

suddenly decelerated
at the same moment

and now we're all being
pulled toward the sphere

- at the center.
- All the ships?

Clarissa Mao.

Melba...

she's trying
to kill James Holden.

Holden!
Tell me where he is!

The machine
got me by the leg.

Our situation here
gonna be multiplied

a hundredfold
through the ship.

Cannot afford
for lose us both.

Supplies won't matter much
without gravity to heal.

No way for us
to make thrust now.

Then we spin the drum.

I have a message for all the
ships in this infernal place.

The Behemoth can create
spin gravity.

Bring your wounded here
so that they may heal.

Holden?

I saw something.
A vision.

A vision of what?

The end of everything.

It's not gonna work.

You're being pumped full
of blockers.

Why are you here?

You were right next to Tilly
when the slowdown hit.

You could have saved her.

This isn't
your business.

How can you live with that?

I've killed better people
than Tilly Fagan.

I shouldn't have done that.

I bet it was all her.

The Seung Un,

the fake broadcast,
all of it.

She tried to kill us.

I don't give a shit
about you.

It was about Holden.

Revenge for her father.

I've known
people like her.

Keeping her around
is not gonna work.

Take her to
the Thomas Prince.

They can lock her up.

I'm not gonna take her
to a UN ship.

And you definitely can't
handle her alone.

It'd be easier
if I put her down.

No! No.

You're not gonna...
You're not gonna shoot her.

Well, what if I override the
auto-doc to do an overdose?

- It'll be painless.
- No.

We're not going to kill her.

This one won't be grateful
for your mercy.

Well, it's not about her.

It's about us.

I'm still seeing red
across the board.

I know. Just give me
a damn second...

Oh, that seems to have done
something, at least.

Antenna's up.

Don't get too happy.

We still can't transmit.

Transponder signal's
being received.

Least we now know
where all the other ships are.

What about Holden?

Our scopes were locked on
to that station

when this whole thing
went down.

I think the Roci
might have seen something.

Okay.

Yeah...

I don't think
Holden left on his own.

Martian skiff did, though.

They must have been at
rest when the slowdown happened.

Or at least not going any faster
than I can throw a wrench.

Maybe they took Holden
with them.

Gotcha. It's docked
at the Behemoth.

If Holden is
on that skiff,

he might be with
your old friends now.

To any ships in need,

your injured are welcome
on the Behemoth.

We have gravity
and Med-Techs to help.

We also welcome your crew.

Especially
medical professionals.

Any spare medical supplies
and food...

Hey, I thought Drummer
was running that ship.

She was.

This channel will remain dedicated to
fleet relief efforts and it will be used

to broadcast
any additional information

as it becomes available.

If we can't send a message,
then I need to go over there.

See what's happened.

- See if we can find Holden.
- All right.

We'll use our vac suits
for the trip.

I'll take Amos
and the priest.

Pastor.

Whatever.

Naomi, wait.

You hold the fort
till we get back.

Yeah, no.

That ain't gonna work.

I have to go.

So do I.

Hey, I just got
my family back.

Whole team then.

Whole team.

I'm Captain Chandra Lucas
of the MCRN Askia.

I'm coordinating operations
inside the Ring space

for the Martian survivors.

We're not docked
with the Xuesen anymore.

And you're new.

I'm afraid your situation
has changed.

And probably not
for the better.

I already said everything
to the other interrogator

and like I told him,

I want to know where
my friends are.

A lot of people have died.

We need to know what
happened on that station.

I'm not saying another
goddamn word

until I know my crew is okay.

James Holden.

In the flesh.

Ah, I am Klaes Ashford.

I've heard of you.

You're one
of Anderson Dawes' scavengers.

Ah, let's try to be civil,
at least, huh?

If we can.

Tell me,
what happened on that station?

So we're docked
with the Behemoth.

I want to talk
to Naomi Nagata.

- Not just yet.
- When I find out

what happened to my crew,
I'll talk.

Bargaining is how
civilizations are built.

So you tell me everything
I want to know,

then I put you in touch
with your crew. Fair?

I already told everything
to the Martians.

It didn't buy me anything.

Well, there's inflexibility

to the military mind,
which I do not share.

It'll all sound insane.

I am not here to judge you.

Josephus Miller.
The detective from Ceres.

- He who died on Eros?
- He came to me.

Told me to go down
to the station.

What? A dead man
came to you

and told you to go on?
What, you hear voices?

What?
You actually see this man?

Do you want to hear
this story or not?

My apologies.
Please continue.

Miller took me
into the station.

- Showed me things.
- What sorts of things?

Images.

- It's hard to put into words.
- Please try.

It was like seeing
a whole civilization

all at once.

Billions of them.

Strange, bright minds.

Not human.

Like the ones who sent
the protomolecule?

The ones who created it.

They made the station.

This space.

Why would your dead friend
show you this?

We've had it all wrong
about the protomolecule.

It's not a weapon.

It wasn't sent to kill us.

It was just trying
to build a road.

Well, every single person
on Eros died for that road.

It doesn't care about us

any more than we care
about anthills we pave over.

And now that it's finished
building the Ring,

it's trying to report in.

Ah, report what?
To whom?

It doesn't matter.

Everyone it could talk to
is gone.

I don't understand.

Something killed them.

It tried to stop it.

Burned whole solar systems

like they were cauterizing
a wound.

Only it didn't work.

We are in a graveyard.

We need to get out
of this place

and never come back.

That man is seeing ghosts.
He's insane.

Captain Lucas.

I'd like to restate
my objection

to letting the OPA
interrogate our prisoner.

Your objection was noted,

but our wounded
need this ship.

Cooperation
is how we survive.

Holden's not insane.

When we were down there
on that station,

it opened the door
and protected him.

Whatever this place is,
I think he's somehow

- in contact with it.
- Will he help us escape?

I believe he would
if he could.

But this thing has
its own agenda

and it's not
on our side.

I don't think
it's safe to assume

that Holden is either.

So my people
will secure a place

where he will be locked up
and under constant guard.

Fine.
Permission for this team

to remain aboard, sir.
They'll be useful here.

All are welcome.
But your weapons are not.

I'm not giving you
my armor.

Those are the rules
of this ship.

You will abide by them
or you are free to leave.

In this fucked up
alien place,

we're all
on the same side.

Stand down.

Harari, put their gear
in storage.

It will be safe and secure.

Yes, sir.

Nice suit.

You need to be
in a medical coma.

It'll help
the healing process.

The one way
I can be even less useful.

I'm fine.

You are not fine.

And if you keep moving,
you could do permanent damage.

Regrowing a spinal cord
is a delicate procedure

even under
the best circumstances.

My people are dying.

And I'm supposed to lay here
and do nothing?

Yes, exactly that,
if you ever want to get better.

Get out.

- Captain, I can't...
- Get out!

Please make your way
to any of the following sectors...

Commander Kunis,
can I have a moment, sir, please?

I heard you were going
to the Behemoth.

- That's right.
- I'd like to go with you.

You're not critically injured

and you're not
medical personnel.

- There's no need.
- The need is we're trapped,

we're all going to die here,
and you're treating symptoms.

Sir...

I have an idea
to get us out of this mess.

The Behemoth was designed
as a generation ship.

It needed the capability
to send tight-beam messages

- over 100 light years or more.
- What does that have to do...

It has an extraordinarily
powerful communications laser,

which might be able
to punch through

the interference
at the Ring gate.

So we could send out
a call for help?

This isn't magic,
it's physics.

It's worth a try.

I'll speak to the captain
of the Behemoth.

The MCRN ships are
sending medical supplies

as fast as they can,

but we're as beat up
as you are.

Coordinating with
the UN is slower.

Their officer corps
was hit hard.

Yeah, well, everything
you're doing is appreciated.

Thank you, Captain.

- Captain.
- What, Grigori?

A lot of our medic,
they dead.

More than half
we have left are hurt.

We got hundred and hundred
who need help.

More than we ever expect.

I'm aware of the situation.

Belter got to work
extra hard now

for keep Inners alive.

Do you think they do
same for us?

We're not turning
anyone away.

We run out of synthetic blood
four hour ago.

Finally,
some useful information.

This is your captain.

All second-shift personnel

report to medical units
for mandatory blood donation.

And do it now.

We go.

You not have
to do it.

I bleed as well as anyone.

Doesn't seem right.

So many dead or messed up,
but not this guy.

Or you. Or me.

Level three, section 12,
corridor 50.

- How many died.
- What, keeping count?

- Don't talk to the prisoner.
- You protecting him, Gunny?

- I didn't...
- You shut up too.

We're taking him
to the brig as ordered.

Now, everyone
just shut the fuck up.

Attention,
Dock four sealed now.

Dock four is sealed now.

Is all you brought?

Yeah, that's
all we had, kid.

Who the dark hair
with the bad look?

You need to lock her up.
She's killed a lot of people.

We put a chemical
restraint on her.

- She can't take it off.
- Yeah, yeah, we on it.

Is Holden on this ship?

Listen, little shit.

I want to talk
to Drummer.

Captain Ashford
bossmang now.

We hold on your weapon
when you on board.

Well, that's not
going to happen.

- It's the rule.
- So?

Amos. Please?

- No.
- Please.

I know them.

Okay. All this gear
to the triage units.

You can go too.

See the doctors,
help them out.

We're not going anywhere

until you tell me
what happened to Drummer.

No, you coming with me.
You deserter.

You under arrest.

Okay, I'm gonna need
that gun back.

It's all right.

I was expecting this.

I will get us some answers.

This way.

Nagata.

Your lapdog told me
I was under arrest.

Yeah, well,
Harari correctly judged

that I might want
a word with you

if you came back.

What happened to Drummer?

She was injured.

And she's recovering
from surgery.

She saved my life.

And I saved hers.

You were expecting mutiny.

Where's Holden?

Did the Martians
bring him here?

Yeah, they did,
but he's no condition

to entertain visitors.

I believe whatever happened
on that station

damaged his mind,
but we're caring for him.

I want to see him.

Our problems with the grid
have persisted.

One of these times
it's going to go down

and it won't
come back up again.

I didn't come here
to fix your ship.

And whenever that happens,

everyone on this ship
will asphyxiate in the dark.

And that includes your crew.

James Holden and Drummer.

Well, all of us.

I'll come up with a plan
to stabilize the grid

and put together teams
to implement the repairs.

Good.

Then, I'm going
to see my friends.

Aye, you might as well
get on with it.

Oi.
One time you out line,

two in the head,
sasa ke?

Hey.

I'm Jim.
What are you in for?

We tune comm laser to visible range.

When your flash it,
send Belter tap code.

Good idea.

Yeah, we get those sometime,
Earther.

Charge complete.

Comm laser firing now.

Beam not strong enough.

Not getting through
the distortion.

All it do is heat up Ring
a couple of degree.

Here.

Damn.

You ever think you'd see
anything like this?

Inners and Belters, side by side,
helping each other.

Peace in our time?

All it took was everybody
about to die.

Yeah...

This is Monica Stuart,
reporting from

the Intership Relief Channel.

- A new shipment...
- See, they made it.

...including much
needed electrical parts,

has just been received
from the UNN Thomas Prince.

Captain Ashford asks
that anyone

with engineering experience
contact his staff...

Blah, blah, blah.

What's wrong with you?
That's a good idea.

...the ship.
The medical group reports...

I've got to get me
something to eat.

- You coming?
- I'll catch up.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Good.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Are you a doctor?

I was a nurse.

Before I was a minister.

I run a clinic
in St. Petersburg

for the undocumented.

Those are people
who aren't on Basic.

Yeah,
I know people like that.

Yeah.

Why do you do it?

Uh, because it needs
to be done.

I think that's what
most of my life is.

Seeing what needs to be done
and trying to do it.

Mine too.

Yeah.

What, you never saw anyone
who got hurt before?

They said you were injured,
but I didn't...

How are you?

Back aches pretty bad
right down to the spot

where I can't
feel anything at all.

- I'm so sorry, I...
- Don't.

Ashford knows you're back?

I've spent the last
several hours

making repairs
to the ship's power grid.

I bet he love
putting you back to work.

I sort of need
a favor.

This is the wrong kind
of power pack assembly.

Favor?

Holden is here.

Whatever happened to him
on that station,

it has to be connected
with everything happening now.

If I could just talk
with him, then...

Maybe he can help.

And I thought you come
to check on me.

Of course I did.

I can make this work.

I'm glad you're back.

That did it.

Thank you.

You think he can help
get us out of this?

I don't know.

I hope so.

Well,
you help me finish this

and I'll walk you
down there.

I found something interesting and
three other ships confirm my data.

There's a pattern of decreased
virtual particle activity

between us and that station.

I don't know
what that means.

- On a quantum level, it means...
- Oh, please,

just tell me
what you want from me.

I want to send a skiff
between us and the station

with a nuclear warhead
or overloaded reactor.

I want to create a very
high-energy radioactive burst.

The last time something
blew up near the station,

it disassembled
a Martian marine.

It would seem like
a dangerous thing to do.

The field that's
trapping us here

will contain the explosion.

There's no danger to us
or the station

but the high energy photons
it generates,

I think it might interfere
with what's stopping us.

Would that help to free us?

Honestly, I don't know.

The data we'd get
would tell us more

about the field
that's trapping us here.

At least it's a start.

We have a limited number
of skiffs...

That's why I'm asking you,
Captain Ashford.

There must be something
on the Behemoth we can use.

Something damaged.
It wouldn't have to move far.

Doctor,
you are out of line.

Hey, we need answers.
Right?

And this at least seems
like a plan to find some.

We'll locate something
you can use.

Thank you.

You're taking
a hell of a risk.

Well, I would say
the situation calls for it.

Hey, it's going to be okay.

Doc, this here's Samuel.

He really needs
some painkillers.

If you find some,
go ahead.

I don't have any left.

Find some?
What do you mean? Doc?

Would you tell me
where to look...

Hang tight, Samuel.
I'll be right back.

Where'd Alex go?

Mmm.

Shit, I was going to ask him
where the galley was.

I'm gonna scare up some food.
You want any?

I'm gonna be here
for a while.

You know he's dead, right?

I do.

And you're still
trying to help him?

No. I'm just...

Taking a moment with him.

I'll bring you some food.

Did you ever think
it would come to this?

To what?

We spend our lives
cutting Inners' throats

before they cut ours

and now here we are
trying to save them.

- Does seem odd, doesn't it?
- Yeah.

Keep an eye on them
all the same.

I get the idea you're trying
to tell me something.

Some supplies are thinner
than the inventory.

Someone could be stealing.

We are done here.

Oi, bossmang.

You got to hear
this story she tell me.

Lieutenant Diogo Harari,

- OPA.
- What I do?

Who did I put
in charge of security

- for emergency supplies?
- Me, bossmang.

Yeah. Have any supplies
gone missing?

- I don't know.
- It's a simple question.

- I don't know...
- Are there missing supplies?

- I don't know!
- Then who the fucking would?

Beltalowda.

Eyes and ears.

We are trapped in the Black
and fighting for our lives.

So make no mistake.

Everything we do here

is to buy
one more chance to live.

One more breath!

So do your fucking job

or I will space you myself.

I stretched the truth.

I told them
I was your minister.

You came to the wrong place.

I don't want
to talk about that.

- About what?
- God.

Love.

Forgiveness.

I don't want to talk
about any of that either.

I don't actually
want to talk.

Really.

Just wanted
to be here for a minute.

I thought it might help me.

I don't want to help you.

You didn't want
to help Tilly either.

It's funny, isn't it?

All the people you killed
and I'm hung up

on the one that you just
couldn't be bothered to save.

I thought if I came here and
I looked you in the eyes...

Maybe I could see you
as a person.

- Why do you care?
- I don't.

That's what's strange.

I try to care about everyone.
It's exhausting.

When Amos offered
to kill you,

I wanted to let him.

Why didn't you?

I keep looking for a way
to care about you.

I think, "Her father
was a terrible person."

But a lot of people
have terrible parents, and...

I think, "Well,
she's clearly a damaged

"person, but then...

"Who isn't?"

So, I'm down to,

"Maybe she has a brain tumor."

Do you have a brain tumor?

No.

It wasn't mercy.

Um...

It was vanity.

I didn't want
to think of myself

as someone
who wanted vengeance.

Are you asking
for my forgiveness?

No.

You're a coward.

You should have let him
kill me.

You don't get
the easy way out.

- You're almost in position.
- Good.

Fucked up skiff
fly like garbage scow.

- And the bomb?
- Ready for remote detonation.

Okay, that's far enough.

Do it.

That...

That definitely did something.

We still not move.

But the pattern's changed.

The added energy
definitely had an effect.

It'll take time
to analyze all this.

All we got in time, us.

Blew up a damn nuke.

Alien, they not even notice.

Captain.

- Egan.
- Good to see you on your feet.

Good to see you again, too.

Open the door.

Sorry, bossmang,
no can do.

Me not suppose to leave
this one alone.

He won't be alone.

They let me call the Roci.
No one answered.

I got the boys off the ship.
Everyone's okay.

They're here now.

I was afraid
I'd gotten you all killed.

You didn't.

I don't believe what's happening
is your fault.

They won't tell me anything.

It's obviously bad.

The speed limit changed.

I'm just happy you're here.

I never should have left.

I did come for a reason.

If you're going to
ask me how to fix all this,

I'm completely fucking lost.

The boys said
you were talking to Miller?

I saw him.

As real as you right now.

He warned me about
the speed limit.

Saved our lives when
the Behemoth fired at us.

I tried to stop that.

He told me
to go to the station.

I saw terrible things.

Saw the beings
who built the Ring.

What happened to them.

All of it happening
in my head.

I couldn't shut it out.

That's over now.

All of it has
to mean something.

Otherwise all these people
have died for nothing.

What is Miller
telling you now?

Hasn't been back
since I left the station.

I mean, I haven't had
a lot of time alone.

- But still nothing.
- Good.

You're not responsible
for this.

Yes, I am.

It's talking to me.

Not talking to anyone else.

I wish it would,
but it's not.

I have to figure out
what it wants.

I'm the only one
who can.

This is
going to destroy you.

It doesn't matter.

I have to fix it.

It appears the detonation
of the skiff

changed the behavior
of the station.

Yeah, well,
that was the point of the exercise, right?

But it didn't affect
the behavior

of the field holding us here.

The station is now
generating magnetic pulses

like a...
Like a railgun charging up,

only on a massive scale.

The pulses are focused
toward the Ring gate.

They burned whole
solar systems

like they were trying
to cauterize a wound.

What was that?

Ah, nothing, just something
a madman told me once.

Do we know
how long this will last?

The pulses are increasing
in frequency and amplitude.

I estimate less
than seven hours

before it becomes
a continuous signal.

Whatever's gonna happen,

it'll happen then.

So that's the official report.
The skiff detonation was intentional.

Part of some science project.

But there is still
no official comment

on the new activity
coming from the station.

I have reached out to sources
at the UNN, MCRN, and OPA

and they all say
the same thing.

Stay calm, be patient
while we analyze the data.

But an anonymous source
has told me that

the magnetic activity coming
from the station is increasing

and seems to be affecting
the Ring gate as well.

We came into this place
thinking we understood

the rules
and then the rules changed

and a lot of people died.

Now the rules
are changing again.

We have been told
to remain calm.

Fine. We don't really have
any other choice.

But there are a lot of frightened
people in here with me

and I hope that the answers
are coming soon.

This is Monica Stuart
on the Behemoth.

What do you think
that means?

I have no idea.

We kicked the hornet's nest

and now we know for sure
that there are hornets inside.

Freezing all of our ships
wasn't enough proof for you?

Proof that the station
would protect itself, yes,

but proof that it was a threat

to the lives of everyone
who entered this space?

No. But now, yes.

Holden told me
that on the station

he saw a vision
of Rings being used

to burn entire
solar systems to ash.

He believed that
the station did this

to stop a threat.

When we detonated
our bomb,

I believe
we became the threat.

And not just our ships,

but everyone.

All humanity.

On both sides of the Ring.

Jesus Christ.

No, I'm glad we set off
the bomb.

It showed us what
the station truly is,

and we still have time
to act.

What are you proposing?

One of your marines destroyed
a piece of the station

before it killed him.

So we now know
it can be damaged.

You want to try
to blow it up?

We got a lot of nukes left
we could ferry down there...

Yeah, yeah, that's...
That's an interesting idea,

but during such an attack
our solar system

would still be connected to
this place through the Ring.

And that is the means
by which the station

can still threaten us.

That Ring is
our only way home.

It'd take months for a skiff
to ferry bombs up there.

When you go outside
you still see, right?

Photons still travel
at the speed of light in here.

They are not affected
by the speed limit.

So a laser then?

The Behemoth's comm laser

is the most powerful
ever built.

And I propose
we make it even more so

and use it to slice
through the Ring

and destroy it,

and cut the station off
from our homes.

And to trap us
all here forever.

No one on the other side
would ever know what we did.

And we will have saved
the human race.

Not a bad way to die.