Ten percent of nuthin' is...let me do the math here...nuthin' into nuthin'...carry the nuthin'...
Time for some thrilling heroics.
These are stone killers, little man. They ain't cuddly like me.
Yessir, Captain Tight Pants.
See, Vera? Dress yourself up you get taken out somewhere fun.
See, morbid and creepifying, I got no problem with, long as she does it quiet-like.
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No. But I'm thinking about growing a big black mustache. I'm a traditionalist.
Right. Less talking. She's terse. I can be terse. Once in flight school, I was laconic.
Quite specific. It is, however, somewhat fuzzier on the subject of kneecaps.
I'm trying to think of a way for you to be cruder. It's just not coming.
Also? I can kill you with my brain.
A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he's not afraid of anything.
Oh! That was bracing. They don't like it when you shoot at them. I worked that out myself.
Any friend of Inara's is a strictly business-like relationship of mine.
Come on, Kaylee. We all know I'm the funny one.
How did your brain even learn human speech? I'm just so curious.
Yeah well, what you plan and what takes place ain't ever exactly been similar.
Jayne, we're robbing the place, we're not occupying 'em.
Shiny. Let's be bad guys.
At last. We can retire and give up this life of crime.
Faster! Faster! Faster would be better!
I swallowed a bug.
Eating people alive? Where's that get fun?
I could stand to hear more.
Why because this guy beat up Mal? That ain't so hard.
Coming from you that means...almost nothing.
So no more runnin'. I aim to misbehave.
She is starting to damage my calm.
Shepherd Book used to tell me, 'Can't do somethin' smart, do somethin' right'.
I'm a leaf on the wind...watch how I soar
Mal. Guy killed me, Mal. He killed me with a sword. How weird is that?
Course, that ain't exactly Plan A.
Aw hell. I'm a fan of all seven..
Ah! Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
Pain is scary
Every man there go back inside, or we will blow a new crater in this little moon.
Oh, I've got heathens aplenty right here.
I was aimin' for his head.
Looked bigger when I couldn't see him.
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.
Good drinker, that one.
It sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.
Course couldn't buy an invite with a diamond the size of a testicle. got my hands on a couple
somewhat less attractive now that she's all corpsified and gross
And I think calling him that is an insult to the psychotic low-life community.
Yeah, we should start dealing in those black-market beagles.
That's good. You just lie there and be ironical.
Today we were kidnapped by hill folk, never to be seen again. It was the best day ever."
Yeah, but she's our witch. [cocks gun] So cut her the hell down.
What does that make us? Big damn heroes, sir.
You're on my crew. Why're we still talking about this?
...the... special... hell.
Well, my days of not taking you seriously are certainly comin' to a middle.
Jayne, go play with your rainstick.
Oh, I'm gonna go to the special hell.
Whoa. Good myth.
Some people juggle geese!
That's why I never kiss 'em on the mouth.
But she was naked! And all... articulate!
Simon, the whole point of swearing is that it ain't appropriate.
Bye now. Have good sex.
My God. You're like a trained ape... without the training!
What happened to Simon? Who is this diabolical master of disguise?
This must be what going mad feels like.
We gotta go to the crappy town where I'm a hero!
Just keep walkin', preacher-man.
We can already see I haven't. Now get the hell off my ship.
It smells like crotch.
Response! Hell, I don't know. If I wanted schooling, I'd-a gone to school.
Two by two, hands of blue... two by two, hands of blue...
One of you is gonna fall and die, and I'm not cleaning it up!
I... I threw up on your bed.
...I'll be in my bunk.
Now I'm learning about scary.
No power in the 'verse can stop me.
Haven't you killed me enough for one day?
I was there, son. I'm fair sure you haven't shot anyone? yet.
What'd y'all order a dead guy for?
Course, there're other schools of thought.
...you find someone to carry you.
They're whores. Jayne: I'm in.
Yeah, and if wishes were horses, we'd all be eatin' steak.
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