Nathan Fillion credited as playing...
Captain Malcolm 'Mal' Reynolds
- Mal: Well, I just, I... didn't want you thinking that I was taking advantage of your friend.
- Inara Serra: She's well worth taking advantage of. I sincerely hope you did.
- Mal: So you're okay. Well, yeah, why-why wouldn't you be...
- Inara Serra: I wouldn't say I'm entirely okay. I'm a little appalled at her taste.
- Mal: You know, not wise, sneaking up on a man when he's handling his weapon.
- Inara Serra: I'm sure I've heard that said. But perhaps the dining area isn't the place for this sort of thing?
- Mal: What do you mean? Only place with a table big enough.
- Inara Serra: Of course. In that case, every well-bred petty crook knows that the small, concealable weapons always go to the far left of the place setting.
- [after Inara agrees to help a friend of hers]
- Inara Serra: I suppose you heard most of that?
- Mal: [peeking around the shuttle entrance] Only because I was eavesdropping.
- Mal: We load up Serenity, and we leave Burgess in the dust.
- Nandi: Captain Reynolds, it took me years to cut this piece of territory out of other men's hands. To build this business up from nothing.
- Mal: Nandi...
- Nandi: It's who I am, and it's my home. I'm not going anywhere.
- Mal: He'll kill you. Kill every last one of them if it comes to that. And he'll sleep well that night.
- Nandi: 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.
- Mal: [over the radio, as Wash and Kaylee are boarding Serenity] Wash, gonna be tradin' injuries in under two minutes. Like my sky a little less empty!
- Jayne: Don't much see the benefit in gettin' involved in stranger's troubles without a up-front price negotiated.
- Shepherd Book: These people need assistance. The benefit wouldn't necessarily be for you.
- Jayne: That's what I'm sayin'.
- Zoë: No one's gonna force you to go, Jayne. As has been stated, this job is strickly speculative.
- Jayne: Good. Don't know these folks, don't much care to.
- Mal: They're whores.
- Jayne: I'm in.
- Mal: Math just don't add up. Our weapon store aren't exactly overpowerin' at the moment, and I don't much like what we'd be up against. Nothing worse than a monster who thinks he's right with God. We might turn Burgess away once, but he'll keep comin' - won't stop 'till he gets what he thinks is his. So we run.