ACT III

(The shuttle is docked…Mal and Zoe, exit, surrounded by security. The pilot does as well)

Galley Officer(like a glorified security guard)

Does anyone have anything to declare? Gun’s, contraband? Produce? any contagious conditions?

(beyond in the shot you can see metal detectors.)

Pilot

You asked me that over the com.

Officer

If you happened to suddenly remember anything this would be the time to tell us.

Mal(friendly)

In the briefcase we have two ten irons. In the boat we have one room-sweeper, incase of boardings, and we ate all our cheese on the flight, am I right?(motioning to his companions) (they all get frisked as the conversation continues)

Zoe

You mean you ate all the cheese.

Officer

Fill out the paperwork. The shot-gun will be taken into our possession, and you can reclaim it at the time of your departure…do you have ammunition with the revolvers?

Mal

What am I a two bit operation? Its part of the appeal of the sale. It’s a full set. You don’t find a quality frontier gun…well, ever.…and you sure as hell don’t find them in perfect condition. Do you know what kind of value you’re looking at? Take a guess…full set

Zoe

They’re registered as antiques because of their rarity…more like priceless,(sighing) but we put a price on them anyway.

Mal

(eyes registering excitement)Do you know who these guns belonged to? Sgt. Casey Strap…The Casey Strap of 3-browncoats-with-1-bullet fame. That’s before he went down with fifty pieces of led through his own coat. There’s even an indentation in one of the handles where it took a round.

(off screen one of the other guards whistles)

Officer(understanding that this is supposed to be a big deal, but knowing little about it and not wanting the fact highlighted…)

Well, sign the paperwork, and we’ll give you a direction card.

Mal(to Zoe loud enough for everyone to here, as he bends down to sign something)

He knows who I’m talking about right?