Inara: Physical appearance doesn't matter so terribly. Mal: Shouldn't you be off bringing religiosity to the fuzzy-wuzzies or some such? Book: Oh, I've got heathens aplenty right here. Wash: Every man there go back inside, or we will blow a new crater in this little moon. I just wanted you to face me so she could get behind you. Now what are you gonna do about it? Mal: Nothing. Lund: I said you're a coward and a piss-pot. Should've been killed off of every world spinnin'. So why don't we just ignore each other until we go away? Lund: The In'e'pen'ents were a bunch of cowardly, inbred piss-pots. Mal: And I'm thinkin' you weren't burdened with an overabundance of schooling. You know, I'm thinkin' you one of 'em In'e'pen'ents. The Train Job Lund: You know, your coat is kinda a brownish color. half the people on the ship have been shot or wounded, including yourself. Simon: Are you always this sentimental? Mal: I had a good day. How do I know you won't kill me in my sleep? Mal: You don't know me, son, so let me explain this to you once: If I ever kill you, you'll be awake, you'll be facing me, and you'll be armed. Simon: I'm trying to put this as delicately as I can. Mal: What happens when it is? Jayne: Well, that'll be an interesting day. Mal: But he did try to make a deal with you, right? Jayne: Mal: How come you didn't turn on me, Jayne? Jayne: Money wasn't good enough. Or maybe you're exactly where you ought to be. And I'm not even sure if I think he was wrong. I watched the captain shoot the man I swore to protect. Wash: Work, work, work.īook: I've been out of the abbey two days, I've beaten a lawman senseless, I've fallen in with criminals. I need this man to tear all my clothes off. Zoe: Sir? I'd like you to take the helm, please. Jayne: You're coming through good and loud. Testing, Cap'n, can you hear me? Mal: I'm standing right here. So I've given Jayne here the job of finding out. Mal: I got to know how close the Alliance is, exactly how much you told them 'fore Wash scrambled your call. And if we're very, very lucky? They'll do it in that order. Simon: What happens if they board us? Zoe: If they take the ship, they'll rape us to death, eat our flesh, and sew our skins into their clothing. Simon: What do you pay him for? Mal: What? Simon: I was curious. Just because Kaylee gets lubed up over some big-city dandy - Mal: Walk away from this table, right now. Is there an understanding between us? Jayne: You don't pay me to talk pretty. Mal: You will keep a civil tongue in that mouth or I will sew it shut. What you care about is the ships, and mine's the nicest. You don't seem to be lookin' at the destinations. Why don't we shoot her first? Wash: It is her turn. Jayne: Here's a little concept I've been working on.
Mal: I believe that woman's plannin' to shoot me again. Didn't she shoot you one time? Mal: Everyone's makin' a fuss! Mal: Did you send word to Patience? Wash: Yeah, ain't heard back yet. Zoe: Sir, we don't want to deal with Patience again. If everything were right, we'd be in jail. Why are you? Inara: Because so few men are. Inara: Why are you so fascinated by him? Book: Because he's something of a mystery. Kaylee: Okay, now I can't get down.īook: He's not wildly interested in ingratiating himself with anyone, yet he's very protective of his crew. Wash: Kaylee! Go to blackout! We're being buzzed! Kaylee: Shi. your grave! Wash : Ah! Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Wash : Ha ha ha! Mine is an evil laugh! Now DIE! Wash : Oh no, God, oh dear God in heaven.
We will rule over all this land, and we will call it. This is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We are just too pretty for God to let us die. Mal: We have done the impossible, and that makes us mighty.īendis: We're gonna die. Don't seem like I'd tell 'em to you, now, do it?.
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