Gina Torres credited as playing...
Zoë Washburne
- Mal: I tell you, Zoë, we get a mechanic, get her up and running again, hire a good pilot, maybe a cook - Live like real people. A small crew - They must feel the need to be free. Take jobs as they come. They never have to be under the heel of nobody ever again. No matter how long the arm of the Alliance might get... we'll just get ourselves a little further.
- Zoë: "Get her running again"?
- Mal: Yeah.
- Zoë: So not running now?
- Mal: Not so much.
- Mal: Does that seem low to you?
- Zoë: It does, sir.
- Jayne: [angrily] That ain't low.
- Marco: Stop it!
- Jayne: Seven percent's standard.
- Mal: [laughing] Okay. Zoë, I'm payin' you too much.
- Jayne: Why? What does she get?
- Marco: Knock it off!
- Mal: Look, forget I said anything. I'm sure you're treated very well. You get the perks, got your own room... No? You share a bunk?
- Zoë Washburne: [Upon seeing Mal wake up in the infirmary] Welcome back, sir.
- Mal: I go some place?
- Shepherd Book: Very nearly.
- Inara: We thought we lost you.
- Mal: Oh, I've been right here.
- Mal: I thought I ordered you all off the ship. I call you back?
- Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: No, Mal, you didn't.
- Zoë Washburne: I take full responsibility, Cap'n.
- Dr. Simon Tam: The decision saved your life.
- Zoë Washburne: Won't happen again, sir.
- Mal: Good. And, thanks, I'm grateful.
- Zoë Washburne: It was my pleasure, sir.
- Mal: I tell you, Zoë, we get a mechanic, get her up and running again, hire a good pilot, maybe a cook - Live like real people. A small crew - They must feel the need to be free. Take jobs as they come. They never have to be under the heel of nobody ever again. No matter how long the arm of the Alliance might get... we'll just get ourselves a little further.
- Zoë: "Get her running again"?
- Mal: Yeah.
- Zoë: So, not running now?
- Mal: Not so much.
- Mal: How much they payin' you?
- Jayne: Huh?
- Mal: I mean, let's say you did kill us... or didn't... there could be torture, whatever. But somehow, you found the goods. What would your cut be?
- Jayne: [proudly] Seven percent, straight off the top.
- Mal: Seven. Oh.
- Jayne: What?
- Mal: Hmm? Nothin'. Not a thing. No. I just -
- [to Zoë]
- Mal: Does that seem low to you?
- Zoë Washburne: It does, sir.
- Jayne: [angrily] That ain't low.
- Marco: Stop it!
- Jayne: [in denial] Seven percent's standard.
- Mal: [laughing] Okay. Zoë, I'm payin' you too much.
- Jayne: Why? What does she get?
- Marco: Knock it off!
- Mal: Look, forget I said anything. I'm sure you're treated very well. You get the perks, got your own room...
- [surprised]
- Mal: No? You share a bunk?