Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You figure they're in place yet? - Should be.

Gee, I never been in trouble with twitter.com before

Don't you ever tell me what to do on...

Well, it's good if the supplies are needed.

Is that where you studied...

They find us at all, we're humped. Thievin' ain't...

- It's not so bad. - Well, I'm sure you'll be fine.

- We're gonna die. - We're not gonna die.

Besides, your days of fighting over salvage rights are long behind you, what I hear.

The captain said you might like it.

He wasn't gonna let me die.

"Rogue vessel, classification Firefly..."

I got a cruiser en route for intercept. So talk all you want. You got about 20 minutes.

I didn't sign on to take in the sights.

- Our status is we need some gorram air support. - That skiff is shredding us, sir.

Well, less poor

Head of the class.

brain bein' all special, important to the Alliance brass.

You seem so young to be a doctor.

Don't think it's a good spot, sir. She still has the advantage over us.

- Shoot 'em? - Politely.

Well, I guess that depends on you.

We're to lay down arms.

Just tell me if they alter course.

Supplies down there are pretty rudimentary.

They followed us. The gorram Reavers followed us.

You ever sail in a Firefly?

Funny how the lawman got out of his room...

This is not my best day ever.

You're a lunatic.

We're good, people.

- Well, lose 'em. - Gimme the vid.

- We're gonna talk this through. - I will not sit by...

And if we're very, very lucky, they'll do it in that order.

But River is not a part of this.

- We can't just leave you here. - Well, that was the plan.

Got me a boatload of terribly strange folk makin' my life a little more interesting...

Going on a trip, grandpa?

but you've got the wrong man.

I don't see my cargo anywhere.

they're as close to Earth-That-Was as we can make 'em...

Oh, don't you worry none.

I was surprised at his concern.

I don't understand why we didn't leave that sumbitch in a pool of his own blood.

Okay. Lookin' good.

This isn't your business, Shepherd.

But if you help me out...

Long before you were crawling.

The job. We finish the job.

Secured. The Shepherd's with him.

Can't keep this up. They get a bead, they're gonna lock us down.

- We're just gonna walk away, sir? - Guess that's up to Patience, here.

We run hot, we might not even make it.

I believe you're in more danger...