[Jayne's attacker, a malnourished settler, has been apprehended]
Oh yes, he's a real beast. [looks at Jayne] It's a wonder you're still alive.
Looked bigger when I couldn't see him.
Bushwhacked
Reavers ain't men—or they forgot how to be.
[Commander Harken questions the crew.]
HHarken
You fought with Captain Reynolds in the war?
Fought with a lot of people in the war.
HHarken
And your husband?
Fight with him sometimes, too.
HHarken
Is there any particular reason you don't wish to discuss your marriage?
Don't see that it's any of your business, is all. We're very private people.
[Cut to Zoe's husband Wash.]
The legs! [laughs] Oh yeah, definitely have to say it was her legs. You can put that down. Her legs, and right where her legs... meet her back. Tha— actually, that whole area. That, and... and above it. [...] Have you seen what she wears? Forget about it. Have you ever been with a warrior woman?
That poor bastard you took off my ship. He looked right into the face of it—was made to stare.
HHarken
"It"?
That darkness. Kind of darkness you can't even imagine. Blacker than the space it moves through.
HHarken
Very poetic.
They made him watch. He probably tried to turn away, and they wouldn't let him. You call him a survivor? He's not. A man comes up against that kind of will, the only way to deal with it, I suspect, is to become it.
You save his gorram life, he still takes the cargo. Hwoon dahn.
He had to. Couldn't let us profit. Wouldn't be civilized.
(The crew is playing a game similar to basket ball when an alarm goes off)
Proximity alert. We must be comin' up on something.
Oh my god. What can it be? We're all doomed! Who's flying this thing?! (pause) Oh, right, that would be me. Back to work. (hands ball to Mal and leaves)
So I guess it makes us one man short.
Yeah, little Kaylee's always one man short. (Kaylee punches him) Ow! Hey!
(the crew is in the cockpit, speculating on an apparently abandoned passenger ship after they ran down a body ejected from said craft)
Tell you what I think. I figure that fellow we run into did everyone on board. Killed 'em all. Then he decided to take a swim, see how fast his blood would boil out his ears.
You're a very up person.
...
We'll check it out, see if there are any survivors. And if not, well, then, no one's gonna mind if we take a look around, see if there's not something of value they might've left behind.
Yeah, no, uh, someone could be hurt!
Shindig
[While Jayne plays virtual pool with a disreputable type, Mal chats quietly with Inara.]
I like watching the game. As with other situations, the key seems to be giving Jayne a heavy stick and standing back.
. . .
[Mal reveals he has stolen a large sum of money from one of the men, a slave trader]
Mal!
Oh, terrible shame. 'Course, they won't discover it till they go order their next round of drinks.
[A hand slaps down on Mal's shoulder.]
SSlaver
Wei.
[out loud] Good drinker, that one.
Planet's coming up a mite fast.
That's just 'cause— I'm going down too quick. Likely crash and kill us all.
[As the ship begins to shake, Mal calmly leaves.]
Well, that happens, let me know.
It sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.
I don't suppose you'd find it up to [the] standards of your outings. More conversation, and somewhat less... petty theft and getting hit with pool cues.
Look at the fluffy one!
Too much foofaraw. If I'm gonna wear a dress, I want something with some slink.
You want a slinky dress? I can buy you a slinky dress. Captain, can I have money for a slinky dress?
[Zoe laughs.]
I'll chip in.
[Zoe turns to Jayne, still laughing.]
I can hurt you.
[Badger "invites" Mal and Jayne to a palaver.]
Course you couldn't buy an invite with a diamond the size of a testicle. I've got my hands on a couple.
[Mal and Jayne grin.]
Of invites!
You think you're better than other people!
Just the ones I'm better than.
Does, uh... does this seem kind of tight?
Shows off your backside. Did you see the chandelier? It's hovering.
What's the point of that, I wonder?
Oh, mangos!
I mean, I see how they did it. I just ain't getting why.
These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I! How 'bout that? [grins]
Yeah, well just be careful. We cheated Badger out of good money to buy that frippery and you're supposed to make me look respectable.
Yes, sir, Cap'n Tightpants.
Okay, help me find our man. He's supposed to be older, kind of stocky, wears a red sash crossways.
[seeing a large bowl of strawberries being carried past her] [absently] Why does he do that?
Maybe he won first place in the Miss Persephone pageant; just help me look.
[entirely focused on the bowl] Is that him?
That's the buffet table.
Well, how can we be sure, u-unless we question it? [grins]
Fine. Don't make yourself sick.
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