EXT. SIHNON COMM. PLEX PLATFORM

Mal approaches the large doors at the far end of the platform that lead into a solid-looking structure. Four men approach from the doors dressed in ordinary uniforms with no visible armor. Each has a stun stick holstered on their hip.

GUARD ONE: (double take as he nears Mal) Welcome, sir. Would you like me carry that?

MAL: That’s all right, son. I’ve weathered the storm so far with this in tow. I’ll make it a bit further.

GUARD ONE: As you wish. (gestures politely toward door) Right this way.

Guard Two takes the lead, Mal on his heels. Guard One takes up the rear, just to Mal’s right. Guards Three and Four take a post in front of Serenity.

GUARD ONE: Would you like to stop by a restroom, sir?

MAL: It’ll take more than a moment at a sink to fix what’s ailing this suit. I’m afraid its next destination is the incinerator.

The guards laugh genuinely as they all reach the double door. A small sphere above the doors flashes red and the doors glide open. Follow the men as they enter...

INT. SIHNON COMM. PLEX LOBBY

Guard Two leads Mal across the lobby, nearly reaches the lift doors when he stops suddenly. He nods slightly. Mal notices the small comm. unit tucked into the guard’s ear. Guard Two turns toward Mal, his face apologetic.

GUARD TWO: Our director would like you to wait here for just a moment. He would like to welcome you personally it seems.

GUARD ONE: Probably feels guilty for not getting a rescue unit out to you sooner and forcing you to catch a ride on that half-flying dumpster. (grunts) Loved the landing.

Mal’s face freezes for moment, then he smiles.

MAL: Well, they’re good-hearted folk just trying to get by. I plan on re-imbursing them for their trouble.

GUARD TWO: From the looks of things, they’ll be parked a while. That thruster didn’t sound too healthy.

The lift doors slide open, revealing Montrose. He steps out with a smile, which changes to mild shock when he observes Mal’s appearance.

MONTROSE: Good heavens, boy. Are