Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get up, I'll do it myself.
Alex, what are you doing?
Maybe a couple of years on a prison barge will set him straight.
You mean the balance between Earth and Mars.
And I imagine there is a mother somewhere
on the very planet that bore my great-grandmother.
There are places far worse than this.
This concerns me? How?
I'm forced to consider selling The Razorback.
Dumpy old transport.
We're gonna just have to pray there's another caring soul out there like Ade.
The Secretary-General has publicly disavowed gravity torture.
Maybe if everyone in Ceres had this view,
as you do for yours.
Nobody wants to change that.
What the hell did you do to me?
The transmitter was severed from the power grid. It's done.
A week ago,
the green space's role in recycling the air and the water.
Ah!
Our ship was destroyed answering a bogus SOS from a ship called the Scopuli.
Forwarding you an A-1 tight beam from the Canterbury.
Means he's hanging in there!
Not even gonna ask.
then why should I care about being your child?
Yet you're accountable to no one. How does that happen?
Shed, take care of him! Do something!
Hey, what's the deal with you and Naomi?
My guess is, the Greigas are stealing water again.
You want to unburden your soul,
Shed, you're a medic! Act like one!