EXT. EAVESDOWN TRUCKSTOP - DAY
We see Serenity as she pulls through the dirt lot, bouncing through the ruts. It's a dump of a truckstop, with trucks parked cockeyed and disorderly all over the lot.
The doors open and our gang comes piling out of either side of the truck, all five of them.
Archer
(to Kaythryn)
"This shouldn't take long. Put us down for departure in about three hours."
(to Lerx)
"Grab any supplies we're low on. Fuel her up."
Kaythryn makes a note on a yellow pad.
Kaythryn
"I'd sure love to find a brand new alternator for the engine."
Archer
"And I'd like to be king of all Londinum and wear a shiny hat. Just get us some passengers. Them as can
pay, all right?"
Kaythryn
"Alternator gives out, we're coasting..."
Archer
"Best not bust, then."
Lerx pulls a mountain bike off the trailer. Sarah, Maniac and Archer start off. Lerx stops the bike and calls out:
Lerx
"Sarah. Zhu tamin ya min. Zhu yi."
Sarah
"At least somebody is practicing their Chinglish like they're supposed to be."
She beams a smile at him. He nearly falls off of the bike.
EXT. EAVESDOWN TRUCKSTOP
We're in the middle of the bazaar. We see a sign that advertises: Good DOGS! We see a griddle, with some suspicious looking cuts of meat sizzling on it. A man works the griddle.
We see, passing through the frame, Professor Wulfhawk. He drags a few boxes and suitcases on a sort of wheeled papoose, carries another suitcase in his hand. As he moves on, looking about him, he is approached by MAN, who's in his face a bit.
Man #2
"You going on a trip, grandpa? Need safe passage? We're cheap. We're cheap. We're clean."
(pointing)
The Brutus, the best truck in the lot. What's your des, grandpa? We're hitting the lower midwest."
Wulfhawk
"I never married."
Man #2
"What?"
Wulfhawk
"I'm not a grandpa."
EXT. ALLEY - DAY
Archer, Maniac, and Sarah walk down a dim alley and enter:
INT. BADGER'S OFFICE - DAY
Archer, Maniac and Sarah come down the alley, halted by Sergea
Still loving it. I see you've picked up Simon and his sister. Still laughing.
I don't know how you're able to think up this real life stuff that meshes with Firefly-- but you do, and you do it wonderfuly :)
And it's damn funny too!
Less shooting, most days... unless you're in South Central or some other fun place.
Thank you muchly, Miss Kaythryn.
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