Saffron: I do know my Bible, sir. “On the night of their betrothal, the wife shall open to the man as the furrow to the plow, and he shall work in her, in and again, till she bring him to his full, and rest him then upon the sweat of her breast.”
Mal: Whoa. Good Bible.
River: They say the snow on the roof is too heavy. They say the ceiling will cave in. His brains are in terrible danger.
Mal: I’m not leaving Serenity.
Inara: Mal, you don’t have to die alone.
Mal: Everybody dies alone.
Wash: I don’t want you to spare me, Mal. If you think you know what’s happening, then you tell me. You wouldn’t spare Zoë if she were in this situation with you, would you? You would be planning, and plotting and… possibly scheming. So whatever Zoë would do in this instance is what I wanna do. Do you know why? No matter how ugly it gets, you two always come back with the stories. So… I’m Zoë. Now, what do I do?
Mal: Probably not talk quite so much.
Wash: Terse? I can be terse. Once in flight school, I was laconic.
Badger: Crime and politics, little girl. Situation is always fluid.
Jayne: The only fluid I see here is the puddle of piss refusing to pay us our wage.
Mal: Well, you were right about this being a bad idea.
Zoe: Thanks for saying, sir.
Mal: Well, didn’t I see an entire regiment of fine, young Alliance federals on the train?
Sheriff: You did. Same regiment let our medicine get swiped right out from under their noses then took off for their own camp without so much as a whoopsy-daisy.
Mal: And I never back down from a fight.
Inara: Yes, you do. You do all the time.
River: I get confused. I remember everything. I remember too much. And… some of it’s made up, and… some of it can’t be quantified, and… there’s secrets, and …
Simon: It’s okay.
River: But I understand. You gave up everything you had to find me. You found me broken. It’s hard for you. You gave up everything you had.
Simon: Mei-mei. Everything I have is right here.
Saffron: Leave me at the nearest port. Never look upon me again. I’ll make my way with the strength that you’ve taught me. Only let me have my wedding night.
Mal: Oh, I’m gonna go to the special hell.
Mal: So, that’s where the little “Jayne Day Celebration” we got planned comes in. Should give us enough time to get the goods back onto Serenity.
Jayne: I don’t know. You think we should be using my fame to hoodwink folks?
Mal: You better laugh when you say that.
Jayne: No really, Mal, I mean, maybe there’s something to this. The Mudders? I think I really made a difference in their lives. You know — me, Jayne Cobb.
Mal: I know your name, jackass!
Captain: You woulda done the same.
Mal: We can already see I haven’t.
Jayne: Smellin’ a lot of “if” comin’ off this plan.
Mal: Can’t get paid if you’re dead.
Jayne: Can’t get paid if you crawl away like a bitty little bug neither. I got a share of this job! Ten percent of nothin’ is – let me do the math here – nothin’ into nothin’, carry the…
Mal: Now I did a job. I got nothing but trouble since I did it, not to mention more than a few unkind words as regard to my character, so let me make this abundantly clear. I do the job. And then I get paid.
Sheriff: It’s funny your uncle never went to mentioning the Bowden’s problem. Or that Joey Bloggs ate his own gun, about eight months back.
Mal: Did he?
Sheriff: Yep. Blew the back of his head right off.
Mal: So… would his job be open?
Mal: Mercy is the mark of a great man. (He lightly stabs Atherton) Guess I’m just a good man. (He stabs him again) Well, I’m all right.
Simon: It’s been a big day, what with the abduction, and all.
Saffron: Do you know the myth of Earth-That-Was?
Wash: Not so much.
Saffron: That when she was born, she had no sky, and was open, inviting. And the stars would rush into her, through the skin of her…
Saffron: …making the oceans boil with sensation. And when she could endure no more ecstasy, she puffed up her cheeks and blew out the sky.
Wash: Whoa. Good myth.
Jayne: (singing) “The hero of Canton, the man they call ‘me’.”
Salesman: Tell you what. You buy this ship – treat her proper – she’ll be with you for the rest of your life.
Mal: I hear y’all took up arms in that little piece o’ action back there. How’re you faring with that, Doctor?
Simon: I don’t know. I, I never, never shot anyone before.
Book: I was there, son. I’m fair sure you haven’t shot anyone yet.
Jayne: I didn’t sign onto this crew ta take in the sights. We need coin!
Mal: Jayne! Your mouth is talking. You might wanna look to that.
Book: I’ve been out of the abbey two days, I’ve beaten a lawman senseless, I’ve fallen in with criminals. I watched the captain shoot the man I swore to protect. And I’m not even sure if I think he was wrong.
Jayne: You know what the chain of command is? It’s the chain I go get and beat you with ’til you understand who’s in ruttin’ command here.