Simon: So, finally a decent wound on this ship, and I miss out. I’m sorry.
Mal: Well, you were busy trying to get yourself lit on fire. It happens.

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Saffron: Everybody plays each other. That’s all anybody ever does. We play parts.

Mal: Ship like this, be with you till the day you die.
Zoe: That’s ’cause it’s a death trap.

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Jayne: Hell, I don’t know. If I wanted schooling, I’d-a gone to school.

Inara: I’d have to say, this is the first time we’ve had a preacher on board.
Book: Well, I wasn’t expecting to see a state official either. Ambassador…I’m missing something funny.
Kaylee: Not so funny.
Inara: Ambassador is Mal’s way of—
Mal: She’s a whore, Shep.

Jayne: Your move.
Zoe: That’s a bold move.
Mal: I live on the edge.