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Zo Washburne (Character)
from "Firefly" (2002)

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Serenity (2005)
Zoë: [after breaking into a practically empty bank safe]
Zoë: At last, we can retire and give up this life of crime.

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I didn't start this.
Jayne Cobb: No, that's right. Alliance starts the war, and then you volunteer. Battle of Serenity, Mal. Besides Zoe here, how many...
[Mal turns to walk away]
Jayne Cobb: Hey, I'm talking at you! How many men in your platoon came out of there alive?
Zoë: You wanna leave this room.
Jayne Cobb: Damn right, I do.

Zoë: It's a fair bet the Alliance knows about Mr. Universe. They're gonna see this coming.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: No. They're not going to see this coming.

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I know she meant to kill me 'fore the Doc put her to sleep, which how exactly does that work anyhow?
Dr. Simon Tam: Safeword. The people who helped me break River out - they had intel that River and the other subjects were being embedded with behavioral conditioning. They taught me a safeword, in case... something happened.
Kaylee Frye: Not sure I get it.
Dr. Simon Tam: A phrase that's encoded in her brain, that makes her fall asleep. If I speak the words, "Eta...
Jayne Cobb: Well don't say it!
Zoë: It only works on her, Jayne.
Jayne Cobb: Oh... Well, now I know that.

Jayne Cobb: We're gonna explode? I don't wanna explode!
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Jayne, how many weapons you plan on bringing? You only got the two arms.
Jayne Cobb: I just get excitable as to choice- like to have my options open.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I don't plan on any shooting taking place during this job.
Jayne Cobb: Well, what you plan and what takes place ain't ever exactly been similar.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: No grenades.
[Jayne groans]
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: No grenades!
Zoë: We crashin' again?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Go talk to your husband. Is the mule prepped?
Zoë: Good to go sir. Just loading her up. Are those grenades?
Jayne Cobb: Cap'n doesn't want them.
Zoë: We're robbing the place, we're not occupying it.

Zoë: We're not going to get to you in time.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburn: Keep moving, honey. We're coming to you.

Jayne Cobb: She is startin' to damage my calm.
Zoë: Jayne!
Jayne Cobb: She's *right*! Everybody's dead!... This whole world is dead for no reason!

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: [about protective goggles] Fine, I'll wear 'em. But I'll look like an idiot.
Zoë: I should think you'd be used to that, sir.

Zoë: So... trap?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Trap.
Zoë: We goin' in?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Ain't but a few hours out.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburn: Yeah, but... remember the part where it's a trap?

Zoë: Do you really think any of us is gonna get through this?
[looks at the other crew members struggling with their guns]
Jayne Cobb: Well, I might.

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I'll take the shuttle in closer. Zoe, ship is yours. Remember, if anything happens to me, or you don't hear from me within the hour... you take this ship and you come and you rescue me.
Zoë: What? And risk my ship?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I mean it. It's cold out there. I don't wanna get left.

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: You think she'll hold together?
Zoë: She's torn up plenty, but she'll fly true.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Could be bumpy.
Zoë: Always is.

Zoë: How much ammo we got left?
Jayne Cobb: Three full mags, and my swinging cod!

Zoë: Do you know what the definition of a hero is? Someone who gets other people killed. You can look it up later.

Zoë: In the time of war, we would never have left a man behind.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Maybe that's why we lost.

Zoë: [the elevator opens] Sir?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: It's done.
[looks at his crew notices River's missing]
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Report. River?
[pause then the hold door opens. River's standing with weapons in hand and dead Reavers all around her]

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: This is exactly what I didn't want. I wanted simple, I wanted in-and-out, I wanted easy money.
Zoë: Things always get a little more complicated, don't they, sir?
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: Once, just once, I want things to go according to the gorram plan!

Zoë: We should hit town right during Sunday worship. Won't be any crowds.
Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: If Fanty and Mingo are right about the payroll, this could look to be a sunny day for us.

"Firefly: Out of Gas (#1.5)" (2002)
Mal: Let me show you the rest. And-and try to see past what she is and onto what she can be.
Zoë Washburne: What's that, sir?
Mal: Freedom is what.
Zoë Washburne: I meant, what's *that*?
Mal: Oh, yeah, just step around that. I think something must have been living in here.

Mal: Ship like this, be with you 'til the day you die.
Zoë Washburne: 'Cause it's a deathtrap.

Zoë Washburne: [about Serenity, on first seeing her] You paid money for this, sir? On purpose?

Mal: Looks can be deceiving.
Jayne: Not as deceiving as a low down, dirty... deceiver.
Mal: Well said. Wasn't that well said, Zoë?
Zoë Washburne: It had a kinda poetry to it, sir.

Mal: Which one you figure tracked us?
Zoë Washburne: The ugly one, sir.
Mal: Could you be more specific?

Mal: You are very much lacking in imagination.
Zoë Washburne: I imagine that's so, sir.

[after Mal first introduces Zoë to Wash]
Mal: Great, ain't he?
Zoë Washburne: I don't like him.
Mal: What?
Zoë Washburne: Just somethin' about him bothers me.

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 Washburne: "Get her running again"?
Mal: Yeah.
Zoë Washburne: So not running now?
Mal: Not so much.

Mal: Does that seem low to you?
Zoë Washburne: 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?

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 Washburne: "Get her running again"?
Mal: Yeah.
Zoë Washburne: 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...
Mal: No? You share a bunk?

"Firefly: Serenity (#1.11)" (2002)
Zoë: You never heard of Reavers?
Simon: Uh, campfire stories - men gone savage on the edge of space, killing...
Zoë: They're not stories.
Simon: What happens if they board us?
Zoë: If they take the ship, they'll rape us to death, eat our flesh and sew our skins into their clothing. And if we're very, very lucky, they'll do it in that order.

Zoë Washburne: [having narrowly escaped an Alliance Cruiser] Close one.
Mal: Yeah.
Zoë Washburne: Any one you walk away from, right?
[sounds excited]
Zoë Washburne: As long as we got the goods, I call this a win.
Mal: [flatly] Right.
[walking away]
Mal: We win.

Zoë: I know something ain't right.
Wash: Sweetie, we're crooks. If everything were right, we'd be in jail.
Zoë: It's just that the Captain's so tense.
Wash: The man needs a break. In fact,
[starts lightly rubbing her back]
Wash: we could all use a couple of days leave.
Zoë: We still gotta drop the goods.
Wash: And when we do, we'll fly off to Boros, rich and prosperous - well, less poor. But with enough to find some sweet little getaway.
Zoë: Oh, wouldn't mind a real bath.
Wash: Yeah, and a meal that included some form of food. Just a couple of days lying around. You with the bathing,
[pulls her close]
Wash: me with the watching you bathe.
Zoë: Well, if the Captain says it's alright...

Wash: What if we just told Mal we need a couple of days 'stead of asking him?
Zoë: He's the Captain, Wash.
Wash: Right; and I'm just the Husband.
Zoë: Look, I'll ask him.
Wash: Don't forget to call him "sir". He likes that.
Mal: [walking in] Who likes what?
Zoë: It's nothing, sir.
[Wash smiles sarcastically and gives her a thumbs up]

Zoë: [speaking quietly] Now we have a boat full of citizens right on top of our... stolen cargo. That's a fun mix.
Mal: [just as quiet] Ain't no way in the 'verse they could find that compartment, even if
[stops as someone walks by; continues quieter]
Mal: even if they were looking for it.
Zoë: Why not?
Mal: [short pause] 'Cause.
Zoë: Oh, yeah. This is gonna go great.
Mal: If anyone gets nosy, you know, just... shoot 'em.
Zoë: Shoot 'em?
Mal: Politely.

Mal: I'm thinkin' Whitefall, maybe talk to Patience.
Zoë: Sir, we don't wanna deal with Patience again.
Mal: Why not?
Zoë: She shot you.
Mal: Well, yeah. She did a bit. Still...

Simon: I am very smart. I went to the best Medacad in Osiris, top three percent of my class, finished my internship in eight months. "Gifted" is the term. So when I tell you that my little sister makes me look like an idiot child, I want you to understand my full meaning. River was more than gifted. She... she was a gift. Everything she did, music, math, theoretical physics - even-even dance - there was nothing that didn't come as naturally to her as breathing does to us. She could be a real... brat about it, too. I mean, she used to
[notices the looks on everyone's face; tries to get back to explaining]
Simon: There was a... a school... a, uh, a government-sponsored academy, we had never even heard of it but it had the most exciting program, the most challenging. We could have sent her anywhere, we had the money, but, she wanted to go. She wanted to learn. She was fourteen.
[thoughtful pause]
Simon: I, uh... I got a few letters at first, and then I didn't hear for months. Finally I got a letter that made no sense. She-she talked about things that never happened, jokes that-that we never... It was code. It just said... "They're hurting us. Get me out."
Zoë: How'd you do it?
Simon: Money. And-and luck. For two years, I couldn't get near her. Then I was contacted by some men, some underground movement. They-they said that she was in danger, that-that the government was... playing with her brain. If I funded them they could sneak her out in cryo, get her to Persephone, and from there, I could take her... wherever.
Zoë: Will she be alright?
Simon: I don't know if she'll be alright. I don't know what they did to her. Or why. I-I just need to keep her safe.

Zoë: [looking around the Valley] Don't think it's a good spot, Sir. She still has the advantage over us.
Mal: Everyone always does. That's what makes us special.

[wanting free time with her husband]
Zoë: Sir, I'd like you to take the helm, please. I need this man to tear all my clothes off.
Wash: [being dragged away by Zoe, in mock tired voice] Work, work, work.

Zoë Washburne: The boy's not going anywhere, lawman. As I understand it, it's pretty cold outside.

"Firefly: War Stories (#1.9)" (2002)
[Mal is struggling with a guy who spent several hours torturing him; Jayne aims a gun at the torturer]
Zoë: Jayne. This is something the captain has to do for himself.
Mal: No. No, it's not!
Zoë: Oh!
[Jayne, Zoë and Wash shoot]

Zoë: Preacher, don't the Bible have some pretty specific things to say about killin'?
Book: Quite specific. It is, however, somewhat fuzzier on the subject of kneecaps.

Zoë: Okay, people. If it moves, shoot it.
Kaylee: Unless it's the captain!
Zoë: Unless it's the captain.

[Zoë has brought money to buy back Mal and Wash from Niska]
Niska: I think this is not enough. Not enough for two. But sufficient, perhaps, for one. Ah, you now hav...
Zoë: [points at Wash] Him.
Zoë: I'm sorry, you were going to ask me to choose, right? Do you wanna finish?

Zoë: [regarding Wash's idea for the medicine] I thought your plan was risky! I thought!
Wash: Then tell me! I am a large, semi-muscular man. I can take it. Don't hide behind Mal cause you know he'll shoot it down for you!
Zoë: Right, cause what this marriage needs is one more shouting match!
Wash: No, what this marriage needs is one less husband. Right now it's kinda crowded.

Wash: ...and then came the lying to me about it, which for me is sort of the highlight of this little adventure!
Zoë: Is there any way I'm gonna get out of this with honor and dignity?
Wash: You're pretty much down to ritual suicide, lamby-toes.

[last lines]
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Mmmm. Wife soup. I must have done good.
Zoë Washburne: Yes, dear. You done good.
Mal: Ow.
Mal: Did you tell her?
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Tell her what?
Mal: Your husband has demanded that we sleep together.
Zoë Washburne: Really?
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: What? Mal, come on.
Mal: He seems to think it would get all this burning sexual tension out in the open. You know, make a fair fight for your womanly affections.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: No. That was the torture talking. Remember the torture?
Mal: I know it's a difficult mission but you and I... have to get it on.
Zoë Washburne: I understand. We have no choice.
Zoë Washburne: Take me, sir. Take me hard.
Jayne Cobb: Now, something about that is just downright unsettling.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: We'll be in our bunk.
Jayne Cobb: Oh, hey. Free soup.

Jayne Cobb: I'm smellin' a lotta 'if' comin' off this plan.
Zoë Washburne: You could'a stayed in your bunk.
Jayne Cobb: Could'a, should'a, would'a.
[cocks rifle]

Zoë Washburne: We're getting him back.
Jayne: What are we gonna do - clone him?
Dr. Simon Tam: Well, it's a clean cut. With the right equipment, I should be able to re-attach it. That's assuming there's a head.

"Firefly: Shindig (#1.6)" (2002)
Wash: Seem to you we cleared out of Santho in a hurry?
Zoë: Seems to me we do that a lot. Heard tell, though, we're gonna stay a while on Persephone.
Wash: Shiny.
Zoë: Yeah? Thought you get land crazy that long in port.
Wash: Probably, but I've been sane a long while now, and change is good.

Mal: Resupply, look for work, move along. We sniff the air. We don't kiss the dirt.
Zoë: Wasn't planning on the dirt kissin', sir.
Wash: I wouldn't stand for it anyway, Captain, jealous man like me.

Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: [off an alarm sounding from the console] Closing in.
Zoë Washburne: Planet's comin' up a mite fast.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Ah, that's just 'cause I'm goin' down too quick. Likely crash and kill us all.
Mal: Well, that happens, let me know.

Kaylee Frye: [pointing to a pink frilly dress] Say, look at the fluffy one!
Zoë Washburne: Too much foofaraw. If I'm going to wear a dress, I'd want something with some slink.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: You want a slinky dress? I can buy you a slinky dress. Captain, can I have money for a slinky dress?
Jayne Cobb: I'll chip in.
Zoë Washburne: [to Jayne] I can hurt you.

Wash: You are acting captain. Know what happens you fall asleep now?
Zoë: Jayne slits my throat and takes over.
Wash: That's right.
Zoë: And we can't stop it.
Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral, something with imagery.
Zoë: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay.
Wash: I don't know. I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. "Here lies my beloved Zoë, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now that she's all corpsified and gross."

Kaylee: Look at the pretties!
Wash: What am I looking at, the girls or the clothes?
Jayne: There's girls?
Zoë: The clothes please.

Dr. Simon Tam: The Captain's a good fighter, he must know how to handle a sword.
Zoë: I think he knows which end to hold.

Kaylee: [about the Captain] He said not to do anything. He'll join us after he wins the duel.
Zoë: It doesn't hurt to have a contingency plan, Kaylee.

"Firefly: The Train Job (#1.1)" (2002)
Jayne: [the three of them are playing Chinese checkers; to Mal] Your move.
[Mal jumps four marbles]
Zoë: That's a bold move.
Mal: I live on the edge.
[Zoe jumps six of his marbles]
Jayne: Nice work dumb-ass.
Mal: [as Zoe chuckles] I've given some thought to moving off the edge. Not an ideal location. Might get a place in the middle.

Zoë: Jayne?
Jayne: Hey, I didn't fight in no war. Best o' luck though.

Zoë: Sir, is there some information, we might maybe be lacking, as to why there's an entire fedsquad sitting on this train?
Mal: It doesn't concern us.
Zoë: It kinda concerns me.
Mal: I mean they're not protecting the goods. If they were, they wouldn't be letting people past 'em.
Zoë: You don't think that changes the situation a bit?
Mal: I surely do. Makes it more fun.
Zoë: Sir, I think you have a problem with your brain being missing.
Mal: Come on. We stick to the plan, we get the goods, we're back on Serenity before the train even reaches Paradiso, only now we do it under the noses of twenty trained Alliance feds and that makes them look all manner of stupid. Hell, this job, I would pull for free.
Zoë: Then can I have your share?
Mal: No.
Zoë: If you die can I have your share?
Mal: Yes.

[Mal and Zoë are waiting to be questioned after pulling "the train job"]
Mal: Whatever happens, remember I love you.
Zoë: Sir?
Mal: Because you're my wife.
Zoë: Right. Sir. Honey.

Mal: [backed up against the edge of a cliff, facing the drunks from the bar] Oh, ho-ho! There's just an acre of you fellas, isn't there? This is why we lost, you know. Superior numbers.
Zoë: Thanks for the reenactment, sir.

Kaylee: So, what happened? Another terrible brawl?
Zoë: [smiling] Oddly enough, there was.
Wash: Are you getting my wife into trouble?
Mal: Wha- I didn't start it. I just wanted a quiet drink.
Zoë: Funny sir how you always seem to find yourself in an Alliance-friendly bar come "U" day... looking for a quiet drink.
Mal: See, this is another sign of your tragic space dementia, all paranoid and crotchety. Breaks the heart.
[Kaylee laughs inaudibly at the exchange]

Mal: [on Niska] He's not the first psycho to hire us. Nor the last. You think that's a commentary on us?
Zoë: I just have an image in my head of a guy hanging from the ceiling.
Mal: I've got an image of it not being me. Let's do the thing.

"Firefly: Our Mrs. Reynolds (#1.3)" (2002)
Saffron: I'm sorry that I shame you.
Mal: You don't shame me! Zoë, would you get Wash.
Zoë: [Over the PA system] This is Zoë. We need all personnel in the cargo bay.
Mal: All? I said Wash!
Zoë: Captain, everyone should have a chance to congratulate you on your day of bliss.
Mal: There's-there's no bliss! I don't know this girl.
Jayne Cobb: Then can I know her?

Mal: [about Saffron] You would've kissed her too.
Zoë: Wash didn't.
Mal: But she was naked and all... articulate!
Wash: Okay! Everybody not talking about sex, in here. Everybody else, elsewhere.

Wash: [to Mal, about his "wife"] Did she really make fresh bao?
[Zoë looks angrily at him]
Wash: Quaint!
Zoë: Remember that sex we were planning to have *ever* again?

Zoë: She can fly this thing, why just take the shuttle?
Wash: Maybe she likes shuttles.
[off everyone's looks]
Wash: Some people juggle geese!

Mal: I would appreciate it if one person on this boat would not assume that I'm an evil lecherous hump.
Zoë: Nobody's saying that, sir.
Wash: Yeah, we're pretty much just giving each other significant glances and laughing incessantly.

Zoë: Clearly, she's out of her mind.
Wash: She's led a sheltered life.
Zoë: Did you see the way she grabbed that glass from you?
Wash: Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese - goslings! They were juggled.

"Firefly: Bushwhacked (#1.2)" (2002)
Zoë Washburne: Proximity alert. Must be coming up on something.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: [alarmed] Oh, my God. What can it be? We're all doomed!
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Who's flying this thing!?
Zoë Washburne: [straight faced]
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Oh right, that would be me. Uh, back to work.
Kaylee: So I guess that makes us one man short.
Jayne: Little Kaylee's always one man short.
[laughs; Kaylee punches his arm lightly]
Jayne: Ow! Hey!

[the crew is being interrogated individually]
Commander Harken: You fought with Captain Reynolds in the war?
Zoë: [terse; slightly irritated tone] Fought with a lot of people in the war.
Commander Harken: And your husband.
Zoë: Fight with him sometimes, too.
Commander Harken: Is there any particular reason you don't wish to discuss your marriage?
Zoë: Don't see that it's any of your business, is all. We're very private people.
[in Wash's interrogation]
Wash: [enthusiastic; animated] The legs!
Wash: Oh, yeah! I definitely have to say it was her legs. You can put that down! Her legs, and right where her legs meet her back. That - actually that whole area. That and - and above it.
[in Kaylee's interrogation]
Kaylee: [angry; slightly defensive] Six gerslters crammed right under every cooling drive so that you strain your primary artery function and you end up having to recycle secondary exaust through a bypass system...just so's you don't end up pumping it through the main atmofeed and asphyxiating the entire crew. Now *that's* junk!
[back to Wash]
Wash: [very enthusiastically] Have you seen what she wears? Forget about it. Have you ever been with a warrior woman?

Zoë: Sir, even on a lifeboat, you think those who escaped would fine room for some of this.
[Mal sees River looking up with fear and sadness]
Mal: Nobody escaped.
Zoë: Sir?
[they point their flashlights up]
Mal: Nobody.
[a string of naked mutilated bodies is seen hanging by a chain from the ceiling]

Jayne: [uneasy] Oh, I ain't goin' over there with them bodies.
[note of fear]
Jayne: No rutting way. Not if reavers messed with 'em.
Zoë: [nonchalant] Jayne - you'll scare the women.

Jayne: If there's folks on board in need of help, why ain't they beaming no distress call?
Zoë Washburne: It's true, there's no beacon.
Mal: Which means it's likely no one's looking to find her.
Book: All the more reason for us to do the right thing.
Jayne: How about you just say a prayer when we slide on by.

Kaylee: I ain't sayin' there's any peace to be had, but on the off chance there is, those folks deserve a little of it.
Zoë: Just when I think I've got you figured out.

"Firefly: Objects in Space (#1.10)" (2002)
Wash: Little River just gets more colorful by the moment. What'll she do next?
Zoë: Either blow us all up or rub soup in our hair. It's a toss-up.
Wash: I hope she does the soup thing. It's always a hoot, and we don't all die from it.

[after River gets a hold of one of Jayne's guns]
Jayne: Let's move this conversation in a not-Jayne's-fault direction. I didn't make her crazy. Hell, I didn't even want 'er on the ship.
Mal: Is that the direction you want this conversation to go in?
Jayne: Just don't wanna take a lashin' for something I ain't the cause of.
Zoë: Where's River at now?
Mal: In her room, which I'm thinking we bolt from the outside from now on.
Wash: That's a little extreme, isn't it?
Jayne: Anybody remember her coming at me with a butcher's knife?
Wash: Wacky fun.
Jayne: You wanna go, little man?
Wash: Only if it's someplace with candlelight.
Zoë: Sir, I know she's unpredictable, but I don't think she'd harm anyone.
Jayne: Butcher's knife!
Zoë: Anyone we can't spare.

Wash: [about River] Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science-fiction.
Zoë: We live in a spaceship, dear.
Wash: So?

Zoë: I can take this guy out.
River Tam: He's faster than you - all of you. And he's wearing armor.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: What about his face? Is his face wearing armor?

Zoë Washburne: Where's River at now?
Mal: In her room, which I am thinking we bolt from the outside from now on.
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: That's a little extreme, isn't it?
Jayne Cobb: Anybody remember her coming at me with a butcher's knife?
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Wacky fun.
Jayne Cobb: You wanna go, little man?
Hoban 'Wash' Washburne: Only if it's someplace with candlelight.
Zoë Washburne: Sir, I know she's unpredictable, but I don't think she'd harm anyone.
Jayne Cobb: Butcher's knife!
Zoë Washburne: Anyone we can't spare.

Simon: To the left. Your left. Okay, now, very gently, pull that aside.
Zoë: This is really not my area of expertise, Doctor. I tend to be putting these into people more than the other thing.

"Firefly: Safe (#1.7)" (2002)
Zoë: Next time we smuggle stock, let's make it somethin' smaller.
Wash: Yeah, we should start dealing in those black market beagles.

Zoë: You sanguine about the kinda reception we're apt to receive on an Alliance ship, Captain?
Mal: Absolutely. What's "sanguine" mean?
Zoë: Sanguine. Hopeful. Plus, point of interest, it also means "bloody".
Mal: Well, that pretty much covers all the options, don't it?

Mal: Well look at this. 'Pears we got here just in the nick of time. What does that make us?
Zoë: Big damn heroes, sir.
Mal: Ain't we just.

Zoë: Badger just hailed us. Gettin' impatient for his share. Wants us to drop it to his men on the Kowlan Fed Base.
Jayne: That'd be a hell of a lot easier to do without the two most wanted on board. Life would look to be simpler us not carrying fugies.
Zoë: He is right, you know.
Mal: Yeah. Simpler.

"Firefly: The Message (#1.14)" (2003)
Simon: This may come as a shock, but I'm actually not very good at-at talking to girls.
Zoë: Why, is there someone you *are* good at talkin' to?

Tracey: When you can't run, you crawl, and when you can't crawl - when you can't do that...
Zoë: You find someone to carry you.

Zoë: First rule of battle, little one, don't ever let them know where you are.
Mal: [comes running in shouting and shooting] Woo-hoo! I'm right here! I'm right here! You want some of this? Yeah, you do! Come on! Come on!
[dives for cover from an explosion]
Mal: Woo-hoo!
Zoë: 'Course there are other schools of thought.

Mal: Using corpses for smuggling is a time honored repulsive custom.
Jayne: Maybe it's gold.
Zoë: And maybe he was a friend of ours and you need to show a little respect.
Jayne: I got respect. I'm just saying...
[points at body]
Jayne: gold!

"Firefly: Trash (#1.13)" (2003)
Zoë: [about Saffron and her plan] But Inara ain't wrong. She can't be trusted.
Mal: I ain't asking you to trust her. I'll be with her on the inside the whole time.
Saffron: See there? All you gotta do to be a rich woman, hon, is get over it.
Zoë: [smiles back] Okay.
[punches Saffron in the face]
Zoë: I'm in.

Zoë: Sweetie, if he had a tussle with that Sasquatch, we'd all be in the dirt right about now... scoopin' up the captain's teeth - Ain't that so, sir?

"Firefly: Jaynestown (#1.4)" (2002)
Zoë: River, honey, he's putting the hair away now.
River: Doesn't matter. It'll still be there... waiting.

Zoë: Is that Jayne? Is that really him? Wash - pinch me, I must be dreamin'.
Jayne Cobb: Ah, hell, I'll pinch ya.

"Firefly: Ariel (#1.8)" (2002)
Zoë Washburne: [after zapping troublesome doctor from behind with defib paddles - deadpan] Clear.

Mal: This is exactly what I didn't want. I wanted simple, I wanted in-and-out, I wanted easy money.
Zoë Washburne: Things always get a little more complicated, don't they, sir?
Mal: Once, just once, I want things to go according to the gorram plan!

"Firefly: Heart of Gold (#1.12)" (2003)
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.