Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How do you feel? - A little odd.
We'd be dead. Can't get paid if you're dead.
You're welcome to eat what there is any time.
Didn't expect to see them here.
Kaylee's dead.
Everybody's makin' a fuss.
- Get on the ground. - Lawman, you are making a mistake.
We're runnin'.
Hey, listen to me.
That's suicide.
Yes.
What are you doing in my shuttle?
Mal, you know those two wouldn't survive a day in Whitefall anyway.
I can't feel much below my belly though.
- If I'm intruding... - Not at all.
Yeah, well, I couldn't be sure my Mal here wouldn't be lookin' for some kind of payback.
I've beaten a lawman senseless.
Capshaws are brain-blown. Gruviek's dead.
- She shot you. - Well, yeah. She did a bit. Still...
What business is that exactly?
No, it doesn't.
What you care about is the ships, and mine's the nicest.
No, I'm not.
Man of honor in a den of thieves.
and dock for prisoner transfer.
So, does it happen a lot?
Top three percent of my class.
Simon?
They'll come after her. Long after you bury me, they'll be coming.
When I'm not whoring.
I never let go of money I don't have to.
Maybe bring the word to them as need it told.
What is it?
Roots in the community. You're just a scavenger.
you ain't weak, and that's not nothin'.
- Everybody's so mad. - It's okay, baby.
Go run your little world.
Here you are. I buried 'em good.
Is this what life is... out here?
Somebody on this boat has to make an honest living.
I believe that woman's plannin' to shoot me again.
- Don't move. - Reavers!
Oh, no, God.
Looks like. Starboard hatch green for docking.
I have to say, I didn't look to be hearin' from you anytime soon.
It's okay. I'm here.
We, uh, live to serve.
Just collatin' data, as they say.
Simon Tam, you are bound by law to stand down.
make the deal, get out, keep flying.
- Yes, I am. - No, you can't.
Oh, I'm not gonna kill you, Dobson.
Yeah. It's a tale of woe. Very stirring.
you might've beaten the bulletin that came up sayin'...
Wash, we're on. Go.
- The package that boy is carrying... - It's a girl.
- He can't afford it. - Holden boys.
to uphold the law... that's what we're talking about here.
- Be still. Be still. - Out of the way.
...make your mother sigh. Engaging the "crybaby."
Balls and bayonets brigade. Big, tough veteran.
Why not?
I mean, I... I don't know how to...
- What am I looking at? - It's a carrier. Blew out a few months back.
- Run. - Hell with you.
Let me do the math here. Nothin' and then nothin'...
I got no grudge. She owns half that damn moon now.
What the hell they doin' out this far anyhow?
- Commercial? - Uh, yeah.
She's cute too. Except I don't think she's all there, you know.
So we find somebody else. Horowitz.
Yeah. You're pretty young to be a ship's mechanic.
Stop it...
Testing. Testing, Captain, can you hear me? I'm standing right here.
- Just thought you could use... - Alliance don't scare me.
What the hell is this?
- We're hittin' the outer rings. - Uh, I never married.
Them as can pay. All right?
As far as I care, everyone on this ship is culpable.
You never heard of Reavers?
I think I'll pass.
Damn shame. No point in checking for survivors?
- Should I... - Take her. Keep her safe.
That's what makes us special.
I'm called Book.
- I hope we got paid today. - We did.