Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

it was his fault

I'm sorry for what happened.

Suspicion was that they slipped off to join Inaros,

That seems to be the consensus.

No more deciding for yourself what the new plan is.

I only ask because I think you have

They captured it.

[Clarissa] I know. It's okay. I got this.

Aye, aye, Captain.

It doesn't appear to be armed,

I'm sorry, sir. I can't do that.

I only gave her some of my protein bar,

[pilot] Copy that.

[Bobbie] I've got three Belters down.

Good. She did good.

Clarissa, give me an update.

[Bobbie] If I'm back up,

Of course. Permission granted.

We don't owe his family anything.

What makes you think anything did?

We can't let them escape.

Sounds like his mother had a lot to do with it.

ship's got a new mechanic's apprentice.

or "not ready to talk about it" all right?

[breathing heavily]

How do I get one of those suits?

I'll make quick work of 'em.

- [horn honks] - [yelps]

[rapid beeping]

You're crossing him by talking to me.

[officer] Your mission specialist.

I'm sure my uncle loved me, in his own way.

and here it is.

Marco spun 'em up all over the Belt.

Every day, drink until the bartender kicked us out.

If they got the data core intact,

you put all of us at risk.

and you chose not to.

My name is Filip Inaros.

Missile racks bow and stern, full loads.