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while the cargo busts loose and scuttles the ship.
Right.
How are they sending a distress beacon with dead comms?
How many times have I told you?
What for?
We never saw it.
whatever we're calling it.
All right, I'm coming in,
Stop grinning like an idiot and give me your real name.
It's the retrofit proposal to overhaul this bucket before it breaks apart.
I've linked you into the files.
No, I'd rather a Belter-built fake any day.
And, Alex, if something nasty's hiding in that ship,
Now, we're forced to divert, or the firm's legally on the hook.
Hmm. I trust you changed those air filters, right?
Not yet. But I will drag my...
I told you, I've got no power to get you promoted on this ship.
if you've got the, uh, scrip.
Everybody calm down, all right!
Well, fraternizing with our navigator, for starters.
Mars.
- My biggest failure in life. - Look out below!
How long has he been out of the tank?
Hmm.
I'll pay you double!
I'm well aware of the statute, Ms. Nygaard.
Well, then I take it back.
You get things done, and you're gonna make a good XO.
See that piss-poor rock hopper down there?
Acting XO, sir.
Kiss our on-time bonus goodbye.
- Forgotten arm, keya? - Forgotten arm, yeah.
They wouldn't have left all that behind.
Maybe I am.
Why couldn't we have brought more light?
Listen, kids, I've been here longer than you.
Now what would a rich girl do
Until Earth and Mars stripped it away for themselves.
loading and unloading precious cargo.
Purge the logs. We never received that signal.
This is Holden.