Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Port thruster, ten degree yaw.
pinned down doing it,
You know, Sergeant, if you want my advice...
tripped the surge protectors?
[Michio] DeWalt remote link open.
[Holden] I must have tripped the failsafe.
The Free Navy loves improvised bombs and proximity triggers.
The only thing Marco Inaros has to offer me
He was gunner's mate.
Hang on, Naomi, we're coming.
is because I don't want to abandon you.
I'm sure you can. I know who you are.
[Amos] You know I do. - I do.
[Naomi] The trigger module will probably be
There.
Just going through it, and I saw this.
You're sick of doing nothing.
[indistinct communication in background]
[dramatic music]
If we could stop even a few of 'em
But maybe you could cut Peaches a fucking break,
I'm a fighter now.
We'll be killed.
See, you may have no taste, but they do.
[Josep] Moving the crew over was the first priority.
[chanting] Marco, Marco, Marco!
She's a salvage technician.
It's okay, it's okay.
- The fuck gotten into you? - You're pathetic.
it was always meant to be!
The Martians, they were so happy to see us.
Took stealth composite right off Mars itself,
[Holden] Copy that.
to recon the rocks, so watch your step out there.
is you kinda suck at lying.
We need to re-arm.
for all of us without talking to me.
[Naomi] And Amos, try to salvage the optics
[dark music]
[all chanting] Marco, Marco, Marco, Marco!
[rapid beeping]
Nico Sanjrani, Station Chief Administrator,
[both moaning]