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Tuesday, January 6, 2009 1:32 PM

Jaynestown
Kaylee: Come on, admit it, it's true.
Simon: No, I won't, because it's not. I use swear words like anybody else.

Kaylee: Simon, the whole point of swearing is that it ain't appropriate.

Simon: Oh!
Kaylee: Now, this would be the perfect time for a swear word.

Simon: My god -- you're like a trained ape. Without the training.

Mal: Canton don't allow guns in their town
Jayne: Yes sir. That's why I ain't strapping one to my hip.

Simon: Canton really...stinks.
Mal: That's what makes it such a great drop point. No one comes here that doesn't have to.
Wash: I vote we do this job really, really fast.

Simon: All right. Fine. I'll go. Just stop describing me.
Mal: You're the boss, boss.
Jayne: He's the boss now? Day keeps getting better and better.

Wash: What happened to Simon? Who is this diabolical master of disguise?
Kaylee: He's learning.

Mal: Jayne?
Jayne: Yeah?
Mal: You want to tell me how come there's a statue of you here looking at me like I owe him something?
Jayne: Wishing I could, Captain.
Mal: No, seriously, Jayne, you want to tell me?
Jayne: Look, Mal, I got no ruttin' idea. I was here a few years back, like I said. Pulled a second-story, stole a lot of scratch from the magistrate up on the hill. But things went way South. I had to hightail it. They don't...put you on a pedestal in town square for that.
Mal: Yeah, except I'm looking at some fair compelling evidence says they do.
Simon: This must be what going mad feels like.
Wash: I think they captured him, though - you know...captured his essence.
Kaylee: Looks sort of angry, don't he?
Wash: That's kinda what I meant.

Book: Give me that. River, you don't...fix the Bible.
River: It's broken. Doesn't make sense.
Book: It's not about making sense. It's about believing in something and letting that belief be real enough to change your life. It's about faith. You don't fix faith, River. It fixes you. You hang on to those, now.

Jayne: Can't be a statue of me. No reason for it. Flies in the face of every kind of sense.
Mal: Won't argue with that.

Busker: Jayne, The man we call Jayne, He robbedf rom the rich and he gave to the poor Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for, Our love for him now ain't hard to explain, The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne, Our Jayne saw the Mudders' backs breaking, He saw the Mudders lament And he saw the, magistrate taking Every dollar and leaving five cents, So he said, "You can't do that to my people" He said...
Mal: Um...Jayne?
Jayne: Yeah, Mal?
Mal: You got any light you'd like to shed on this development?
Jayne: No, Mal.
Simon: No. This must be what going mad feels like.

Mudders: Our love for him now ain't hard to explain, The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne
Busker: Now here is what separates heroes, From common folk like you and I The man they call Jayne, He turned 'round his plane, And let that money hit the sky
Wash: We gotta go to the crappy town where I'm the hero!

River: Hello?
Book: In here, River
River: I'm...I tore these out of your symbol and they turned into paper. But I want to put them back, so...

Inara: As I've said, this room is a consecrated place of union. Only your son belongs here.
Higgins: Well, I'm...
Inara: Now, why don't you go on, and let us begin our work.
Higgins: Now listen here, young lady...
Inara: Good night, Mr. Higgins.

Simon: You know, I've saved lives. Dozens. Maybe hundreds. I reattached a girl's leg. Her whole leg. She named her hamster after me. I got a hamster. He drops a box of money, he gets a town.

Simon: To Jayne! The box-dropping, man-ape-gone-wrong-thing.
Kaylee: You are pretty funny.
Simon: And you're pretty....pretty.
Kaylee: What did you just say?
Simon: I just said that you're pretty. Even when you're covered in...engine grease, you're... No, especially, especially when you're covered in engine grease.

Book: River? Why don't you come out?
River: No! I can't. Too much hair.

Wash: Did you know that Jayne is a bona fide folk hero? Got a song and everythin

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