Serenity was docked at the very end of Ship's Row, preparing for take-off. Jayne's eyes were hidden behind his shades, his lips working around his half-smoked cigar. He held Vera close to his chest, stroking the barrel of the gun as he would a lover. The dock bay doors of Serenity stood open, inviting her crew back.

He sneered... "Like fish in the barrel," he muttered.

He smiled as he entered the cargo hold, the cool air washing over him feeling nice after the heat of the planet. He began to whistle around his cigar as he climbed the catwalk, looking back and forth for any stray crew members.

Pushing open the door to the galley, he spotted Kaylee and Book across the way in the opposite corridor. He grinned and stepped into the dining area.

"The money's good," a voice next to his ear said.

He jumped to one side, bringing Vera up and aiming it in the direction of the voice. River was sitting in the plush easy chair, on her knees and looking over the back of it at him. He hesitated, wondering if anyone else was close enough to hear the shot if he just did her now. "Just keep your mouth shut, okay, little crazy girl?"

River kept looking at him with those wide, innocent eyes... her limp hair framing her face like dark seaweed. He pulled the cigar from his lips and spit on the ground. "You hear me?"

"The money was finally good enough. Better than when you turned me and Simon in."

"Now, look!"

"You're mad at Mal. For putting you in the air lock, threatening you for threatening me. Now you don't trust him because you know he's never trusted you."

"You want a bullet in the gorram crazy nut of yours?!"

River's arm came up and she fired her pistol. Jayne's chest exploded in a spray of red. She fired three more times, each a kill shot, before lowering her weapon. Mal and Book pushed past Kaylee, freezing when they saw the scene. Jayne's body slumped to the floor, eyes wide in shock, his mouth slack and eyes focused on the ceiling.

"Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiou sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo