Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[door beeps, whirs]

[Filip] Oh, okay.

[Rosenfeld] I know it's hard to understand

is we hit a million-to-one shot

Marco sprung them up all over the Belt.

[Granicus captain] Soyá, Bosmang.

Amos, you okay?

We all lucky to be alive.

Based on your numbers, a billion-billion-to-one.

and you pulled the punch.

- Ah! [Josep] Camina!

Couldn't we just try something else for once?

...in the Arabian Sea.

[translated] This is my home.

Ms. Stuart, are you recording this?

Ya. [translated] Yes.

What you went through on the Pella...

I remember thinking how weird it was,

the latest in a long line of Inner lies.

[Josep] You think someone is coming.

So why isn't he here with you?

That'd be nice.

[Filip] This is your fault.

The last torpedo we fired at the Pella,

If I can't get this on, he will bleed out.

- He didn't mention that. - He was trying to protect me.

For a while, I thought he was going to sell me.

Did you have a kid who died?

I'm just worried. It won't happen again.

[Drummer] Josep is pinned. We need a medic.

[Sanjrani] I understand your anger and your fear,

If not for that, I think he would have left Ceres long ago,

but we all know who is building a future for the Belt!

We...we're putting it in one of our own torpedoes.

You hunted me and mine, and still we are here, unbent,

Or because you don't have an explanation to give?

I heard her talking to Sergeant Ebron,