— If anyone gets nosy, you know, just... shoot 'em.
— Shoot 'em?
— Politely.
Actor:
— We're gonna die.
— We're not gonna die. We can't die, Bendis. And you know why? Because we are so very pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die. Huh? Look at that chiseled jaw, huh?
— If you require it... any gentleman here can give you use of a sword.
— Use of a what?
Simon Tam: — Uh, I'm trying to put this as delicately as I can. How do I know you won't kill me in my sleep?
Malcolm Reynolds: — 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 Tam: — Are you always this sentimental?
Malcolm Reynolds: — I had a good day.
Simon Tam: — You had the Alliance on you — criminals and savages. Half the people on this ship have been shot or wounded, including yourself... — and you're harboring known fugitives.
Malcolm Reynolds: — Well, we're still flyin'.
Simon Tam: — That's not much.
Malcolm Reynolds: — It's enough.
— But I like to hear you say it.
— Love. You can learn all the math in the 'verse, but you take a boat in the air that you don't love, she'll shake you off just as sure as the turn of the worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she ought to fall down, tells you she's hurting before she keels. Makes her a home.
— You told me those entry couplings would hold for another week!
— That was six months ago, Captain.
— ...anding is gonna get pretty interesting.
— Define "interesting."
— "Oh, God, we're all gonna die?"
— This is the captain. We have a little problem with our entry sequence, so we may experience some slight turbulence and then explode.
Inara Serra: — I'd have to say this is the first time we've had a preacher on board.
Derrial Book: — Well, I wasn't expecting to see a state official either. I'm missing something funny?
Kaylee: — Not so funny.
Inara Serra: — Ambassador is Mal's way of saying.
Mal: — She's a whore, Shepherd.
Kaylee: — The term is "Companion."
Mal: — I always get those mixed up.
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