‘Hey, Jayne.’

‘Yeah, Mal?’

‘Have you ever had one of those moments?’

‘What d’ya mean?’

‘Y’know, one of those moments.’

‘Stop drinkin’, Mal.’

‘Same time as you, Jayne.’

‘Fair ‘nough.’

‘Well, yeah. But, you know, one of those moments when, well, everything seems right with the world.’

‘You serious?’

‘Sure I am.’

‘I always thought you had to be mad as a reaver to think like that.’

‘Happened to me a couple of times.’

‘Well, that just proves it.’

‘No, I’m completely serious.’

‘You’re drunk, Mal.’

‘So are you.’

‘So?’

‘Well, I don’t think you’re in the right state of mind to make any kind of judgement.’

‘We never are, if Book were right.’

‘Amen to that.’

‘So, what are they?’

‘The what?’

‘You know, these moments of yours.’

‘I thought you didn’t believe in them or whatever.’

‘Mal, just ‘cause I don’t believe in your crap, don’t mean I’m not interested.

‘Hey, I always wondered why you were talking to Book.’

‘Yeah, that was one good man.’

‘Anyway, these moments.’

‘Of yours.’

‘Of mine.’

‘So?’

‘So what?’

‘You’ve forgotten, haven’t you?’

‘No.’

‘You have.’

‘I…I most certainly have not.’

‘Sure you have.’

‘No! No…I remember.’

‘Remember what?’

‘My first moment.’

‘Well? Don’t keep me waiting, Mal, you know the rule.’

‘Yeah, I know. Don’t keep a happy drunk waiting, or else-’

‘He won’t be a happy drunk no more.’

‘Yeah, I’d say my first was when I was about…five.’

‘Five? You first thought that everything, everything, was right in the world when you were ruttin’ five?!’

‘Look, I was very deep back then, okay?’

‘So, why when you where five?’

‘Well, I was just sitting on the porch one night, watching the sun go down, and my Ma walked out and told me that my brother was coming home.’

‘Coming home?’

‘Yeah, he tried t