[Mal, Inara and Zoe are gathered around the table, laughing.]
I thought I was gonna die.
Oh, the colonel was dead drunk. Three hours pissin' on about the enlisted men. Uh, "they're scum", uh, "they're not fighters", and, uh... and then he passed right out—boom.
Zoe
We couldn't even move him. So, uh, Tracey just... snipped it right off his face.
And you never seen a man more proud of his moustache than Colonel Obrin. I mean, in all my life, I will never love a woman the way this officer loved that lip ferret.
Zoe
Big, walrus-y thing—all waxed up!
Oh! Next mornin', he wakes up, it's gone, and he is furious! But he can't just say, you know, "Someone stole my moustache!" So he, uh, calls together all the platoons…
Zoe
We thought he was gonna shoot us!
...and, uh... Oh, he's eye-ballin' all the men somethin' fierce. Not a word. And he comes up to Tracey, and Tracey's wearing the gorram thing on his face!
Zoe
He'd glued it on!
He's starin' the old man down wearing his own damn moustache!
[As Tracey lies dying, the ex-soldiers finally complete the old saying.]
When you can't run, you crawl. And when you can't crawl, when you can't do that...
Zoe
...you find someone to carry you.
Don't much see the benefit in getting involved in strangers' troubles without a up-front price negotiated.
These people need assistance. The benefit wouldn't necessarily be for you.
Zoe
No one's gonna force you to go, Jayne. As has been stated, this job is strictly speculative.
Good! Don't know these folks, don't much care to.
Well, I'm not sure now is the best time to bring a tiny little helpless person into our lives.
Zoe
That excuse is gettin' a little worn, honey.
It's not an excuse, dear! It's objective assessment. I can't help that it stays relevant.
Zoe
I don't give a good gorram about relevant, Wash, or objective. And I ain't so afraid of losing something that I ain't gonna try to have it. [tenderly] You and I would make one beautiful baby. And I want to meet that child one day. Period.
ZZoë
Where's River at now?
In her room, which I'm thinking we bolt from the outside from now on.
That a little extreme, isn't it?
Anyone remember her comin' at me with a butcher's knife?
[reminiscently] Wacky fun…
You wanna go, little man?
Only if it's someplace with candlelight.
Zoe
Sir, I know she's unpredictable. But I don't think she'd harm anyone.
Zoe
Anyone we can't spare.
Girl knows things. Things she shouldn't. Things she couldn't.
What, are you— are you sayin' she's a witch?
[sarcastically] Yes, Jayne. She's a witch. She has had congress with the beast.
How did your brain even learn human speech? I'm just so curious.
. . .
Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction.
Zoe
We live in a spaceship, dear.
. . .
Well… I don't like the idea of someone hearin' what I'm thinkin'.
No one likes the idea of hearing what you're thinking.
The Alliance could have any number of uses for a psychic.
Zoe
A psychic… or an assassin.
She's just a kid! And she just wants to be a... kid.
I wish it were that simple.
Yeah, and if wishes were horses, we'd all be eatin' steak.
[Still in the dune-buggy, dodging bullets.]
Prayerful group you found yourself here, Shepherd. And here I thought that book of yours had a thing in it about not killing folks.
It does. Comes a bit before the one about not stealing.
. . .
Stop chasin' us! We don't got your damn money! Go chase the guys with the money!!!
Zoe
Jayne, you yelling like that's only going to make them want to shoot you more.
Zoe
Because it makes me want to shoot you.