brownquotes "shindig"
Saturday, 27 December 2008 16:54:09

Shindig Mal: Yeah? What's entertaining? Inara: I like watching the game. As with other situations, the key seems to be giving Jayne a heavy stick and standing back. Wash: Okay. Whoa. No, we're good, we're good. It's okay. Inara: I suppose. He has engaged me for several days. Mal: Days!? Boy must have stamina. Mal: Tell me, do all the men there pay for their dates, or just the young rich ones with stamina? Kaylee: Oh, look at the pretties! Wash: What am I looking at, the girls or the clothes? Jayne: There's clothes? Wash: You want a slinky dress? I can buy you a slinky dress. Captain, can I have money for a slinky dress? Jayne: I'll chip in. Zoe: I can hurt you. Mal: You backed out of a deal last time. Left us hanging. Jayne: Hurt our feelings. Mal: Does.. um.. does this seem kind of tight? Kaylee: Shows off your backside. Kaylee: Yes, sir, Captain Tightpants. Jayne: So we gonna play cards, or screw around? Wash: Don't fall asleep now. Sleepiness is weakness of character. Ask anyone. You're acting captain. Know what happens you fall asleep now? Zoe: Jayne slits my throat and takes over. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. "Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross..." Murphy: Why Banning Miller. What a vision you are in your fine dress. It must have taken a dozen slaves a dozen days to get you into that getup. 'Course your daddy tells me it takes the space of a schoolboy's wink to get you out of it again. Mal: Well then, maybe I just wanted to see a professional at work. Is this the hardest part, would you say, or does that come later? Mal: Turns out this is my kind of party. Mal: Use of a swo... what? Kaylee: Up until the punching, it was a real nice party. Simon: Captain's a good fighter, he must know how to handle a sword. Zoe: I think he knows which end to hold. Mal: Well, he insulted you. I hit him. Seemed like the thing to do. Why'd this get so complicated? Inara: He's an expert swordsman, Mal. You had trouble with the pillar. How will your death help my honor? Mal: Well, see, I plan on having it be his death. That's why I need lessons. I figure you know how, being such an educated woman, and all. Zoe: Not necessarily. We can lure one or two of them away. Say infirmary? Take 'em out, be on Badger before he knows what happens. Jayne: Only if his attention's elsewhere. What we need's a diversion. I say Zoe gets nekkid. Wash: Nope. Jayne: I could get nekkid. All: No! River: Sure, I got a secret. More than one. Don't seem likely I'd tell 'em to you now, do it? Anyone off Dyton Colony knows better than to talk to strangers. You're talking loud enough for the both of us though, ain'tcha? I've known a dozen like you. Skipped off home early, running graft jobs here and there. Spent some time in the lock down, but less than you claim. And you're what? Petty thief with delusions of standing? Sad, little king of a sad, little hill. Inara: How did I avoid that? Mal: By being fast like a freak? Inara: You have a strange sense of nobility Captain. You'll lay a man out for calling me a whore, and yet you keep calling me one to my face. Mal: I might not show respect to your job, but he didn't respect you. That's the difference. Inara, he doesn't even see you. Mal: You think following the rules will buy you a nice life, even if the rules make you a slave. Don't take his offer. Inara: What? Mal: Don't do it. Because in the case it happens it means he's the fella that killed me and I don't like fellas that kill me, just in general. I said before I don't have call to stop you, and that's true, but anyways, don't. Mal: Sure, it's humiliating. Having to lie there while the better man refuses to spill your blood. Mercy is the mark of a great man. Guess I'm just a good man. Well, I'm all right. Mal: See how I'm not punching him? I think I've grown. Jayne: We was just about t