Objects in Space
Jayne: Well I don’t like the idea of someone hearing what I’m thinking.
Inara: No one likes the idea of someone hearing what you’re thinking. […]
Firefly
Jayne: Well I don’t like the idea of someone hearing what I’m thinking.
Inara: No one likes the idea of someone hearing what you’re thinking. […]
Nandi (Melinda Clarke): Rance Burgess is just a man. And I won’t let any man take what’s mine. I doubt you’d do different in my position.
Mal: Well, Lady, I must say. You’re my kind of stupid.
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Mal: Tracey, ain’t you dead yet?
Tracey: Through no fault of my own.
Mal: I really wanted your beans. […]
Wash: We’re in space! How did she get here?
Mal: She hid.
Wash: I don’t recall pulling over! […]
Book: A government is a body of people usually—notably—ungoverned.
Simon: Now you’re sounding like the captain. […]
Inara: What’s going on here?
Kaylee: Let’s see. We killed Simon and River, stole a bunch of medicine, and now the Cap and Zoe are off springing the others ‘got snatched by the Feds. […]
Mal: Ship like this, be with you ’til the day you die.
Zoe: ‘Cause it’s a death trap.
Mal: That’s not— You are very much lacking in imagination. […]
Mal: Jayne?
Jayne: Yeah?
Mal: You wanna tell me how come there’s a statue of you here lookin’ at me like I owe him something? […]
Saffron: Did Elder Gommen not tell you?
Mal: Tell me what? Who are you?
Saffron: Mr. Reynolds, sir. I’m your wife. […]
Mal: It never goes smooth. How come it never goes smooth. […]
Wash: You are acting captain. Know what happens you fall asleep now?
Zoe: Jayne slits my throat and takes over. […]
Alliance: Looks to me like an illegal salvage operation.
Malcolm Reynolds: It does? That’s discouraging. […]
Mal: You know they tell ya, never hit a man with a closed fist. But it is on occasion hilarious. […]
Zoe: I know something ain’t right.
Wash: Sweetie, we’re crooks. If everything were right we’d be in jail. […]