Shindig

Standard
Wash: (Off an alarm sounding from the console) “Closing in.”
Zoe: “Planet’s coming up a mite fast.”
Wash:  “That’s just cause I’m going down too quick. Likely crash and kill us all.”
Mal: “Well, that happens, let me know.”
Kaylee: (pointing to a pink frilly dress) “Say, look at the fluffy one!”
Zoe: “Too much foofaraw. If I’m going to wear a dress, I’d want something with some slink.”
Wash: “You want a slinky dress? I can buy you a slinky dress. Captain, can I have money for a slinky dress?”
Jayne: “I’ll chip in.”
Zoe: (to Jayne) “I can hurt you.”
 
Mal: “Does, uh… does this seem kind of tight?”
Kaylee: “Shows off your backside. Did you see the chandelier? It’s hovering.”
 
Kaylee: “These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I– how ’bout that!”
Mal: “Yeah, well, just be careful. We cheated Badger out of good money to buy that frippery, and you’re supposed to make me look respectable.”
Kaylee: “Yessir, Captain Tight Pants.”
 
Mal: “Okay, help me find our man; he’s supposed to be older. Kind of stocky, wears a red sash crossways.”
Kaylee: “Why does he do that?”
Mal: “Maybe he won the Miss Persephone pageant. Just help me look.”
 
Harrow: “I know him. And I think he’s a psychotic lowlife.”
Mal: “And I think calling him that is an insult to the psychotic lowlife community.”
 
Inara: “Attack.” (Mal lunges at her with sword; she sidesteps and swats him on the butt; he grunts in pain) “How did I avoid that?”
Mal: “By being fast like a freak?”
 
Harrow: “You have to finish it, lad. You have to finish it. For a man to lay beaten… and yet breathing? It makes him a coward.”
Inara: “It’s humiliation.”
Mal: “Sure. It would be humiliating. Having to lie there while the better man refuses to spill your blood. Mercy is the mark of a great man. (lightly stabs Atherton with the sword) Guess I’m just a good man. (stabs him again)Well, I’m all right.”
 
Harrow: “You didn’t have to wound the man.”
Mal: “Yeah, I know, it was just funny.”
 
Inara: “Thank you for the wine. It’s very… fresh.”
Mal: “To Kaylee, and her inter-engine fermentation system.�
 
Inara: “Are you in pain?”
Mal: “Absolutely. I got stabbed, you know. Right here.”
Inara: “I saw.”
Mal: “Don’t care much for fancy parties. Too rough.”
Inara: “It wasn’t entirely a disaster.”
Mal: “I got stabbed! Right here!”
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About TJ

In 2015 my family moved from a small village in mid-Michigan to five beautifully forested acres in Northern Michigan. We love the lakes and rivers, the forests, and the billions of stars we can see in the night sky, as well as the many cultural and historical activities in our area. We also love that the deer and wild turkeys come right up to our house. This is where our hearts are! I have multiple cats (five the last time I counted), and a sweet introverted dog who rarely barks and who deeply loves the six adorable ducks and nine chickens that have become part of our family. I enjoy reading, studying, writing, and learning new things. I also enjoy walking my dog, cuddling my cats, and gardening. I love nature. The world fascinates me.

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