Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I Worry about people who throw rocks
Listen.
Holden, stop! God damn it, Holden! Get back here!
I get that way when missiles are flying at me.
And even if she was, I'm not blaming her for the Canterbury.
Enough of this. Bring up the rail guns. Let's finish this and go home.
Understood, sir. Take him.
How do you know they're coming for Naomi?
You need to recant.
- I'll get the Coroner. - No.
Earth is over, Mr. Holden.
I wasn't trained for this shit!
- Alex, shut him down! - We have the right to legal...
And I don't even have a clue as to why.
I bet he has an ID spoofer mod.
Martians, too, by the look of your ship.
who were poaching terraforming supplies intended for Mars.
That guy talks too much.
Come in and play.
He ain't dead yet, copeng. He be out there.
You were. What happened?
and we've been able to continue laying down the hull at the same time.
Appa says you shouldn't be on the roof.
But I keep hearing about Phoebe Station.
All right, listen up! Star Helix.
You know, for a badass Mickie Navy boy,
and come to this hell hole?
to hit a bull's-eye smaller than a mosquito's ass
He told me that someday we would make Mars just like that.
I don't care if you're up to your whatever in whoever,