The Movie continuation of Firefly
Nathan Fillion as Captain Malcolm 'Mal ' Reynolds
Adam Baldwin as Jayne Cobb
Gina Torres as Zoe Washburn
Ron Glass as "Shepherd" Derriel Book
Jewel Staite as Kaylee Frye
Sean Maher as Dr. Simon Tam
Summer Glau as River Tam
Alan Tudyk as Hoban "Wash" Washburn
Morena Baccarin as Inara Serra
Also starring Chiwetel Ejiofor as The Operative
River: People don't like to be meddled with. We tell them what to do, what to think. Don't run, don't walk. We're in their homes and in their heads and we haven't the right. We're meddlesome.
Mal: I look out for me and mine. That don't include you 'less I conjure it does.
Now you stuck a thorn in the Alliance's paw. That tickles me a bit. It also means I got to step twice as fast to avoid them and that means turning down plenty of jobs. Even honest ones.
Put this crew together with the promise of work, which the Alliance makes harder every year. Come a day there won’t be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all. This job goes south, there well may not be another. So here is us, on the raggedy edge.
Don't push me, I won't push you.
This is how it is. Anybody doesn't wanna fly with me anymore, this is your port of harbor. There's a lot of fine ways to die. I ain't waiting for the Alliance to choose mine.
I mean to confound these bungers. Maybe find something I can use to get clear of this. I hear a word out of any of you that ain't helping me out or taking your leave, I will shoot you down.
Jayne: I just don't get it. How's a man get so wrong? Cuttin' on his own face, rapin' and murdering — Hell, I'll kill a man in a fair fight... or if I think he's gonna start a fair fight. Or if he bothers me. Or if there's a woman. Or if I'm gettin' paid.
Mostly only when I'm gettin' paid. But these Reavers... last ten years they show up like the bogeyman from stories. Eating people alive? Where's that get fun?
The Operative: This is a good death. There's no shame in this, in a man's death. A man who has done fine works. We’re making a better world. All of them, better worlds.
The Operative: River was your greatest success. A prodigy. A phenomenon. Until her brother walked in here and took her from you.
Dr. Mathias: It's not quite so simple.
The Operative: I'm well aware of that.
Dr. Mathias: There was no way that I could—
The Operative: No. No. Of course. The boy spent his entire fortune developing the contacts to infiltrate this place.
Dr. Mathias: Gave up a brilliant future in medicine as well. It's madness.
The Operative: Madness? Have you looked at this scan carefully, Doctor? At his face? It's love, in point of fact, something a good deal more dangerous.
The Operative: Do you know what your sin is, Doctor?
Dr. Mathias: I wonder if—
The Operative: It's pride.
Dr. Mathias: Key members of Parliament have personally observed this subject. I was told that the Alliance's support—
The Operative: “Key members of Parliament.” The minds behind every military, diplomatic, and covert operation in the galaxy, and you put them in a room with a psychic.
Dr. Mathias: If there was some classified information that she... She never spoke of it. I don't know what it is.
The Operative: Nor do I. And judging by her deteriorating mental state, I'd say we're both better off. Secrets are not my concern. Keeping them is.
The Operative: You know, in certain older civilized cultures when men failed as entirely as you have, they would throw themselves on their swords.
Dr. Mathias: Well, unfortunately, I forgot to bring a sword.
Wash: This landing is gonna get pretty interesting.
Mal: Define "interesting"?
Wash: [deadpan] "Oh, God, oh, God, we're all gonna die"?
Mal: [over intercom] This is the captain. We have a little problem with our entry sequence, so we may experience some slight turbulence and then... explode.
Mal: Jayne, how many weapons you plan on bringing? You only got the two arms.
Jayne: I just get excitable as to choice — like to have my options open.
Mal: I don't plan on any shooting taking place during this job.
Jayne: Well, what you plan and what takes place ain't ever exactly been similar.
Zoë: We crashin' again?
Mal: Go talk to your husband.
Mal: Kaylee! Kaylee, what in the sphincter of hell are you playing at? We got the primary buffer panel coming right—
Kaylee: Everything's shiny, Captain. Not to fret.
Mal: You told me those entry couplings would hold for another week!
Kaylee: That was six months ago, Captain.
Mal: My ship don't crash. If she crashes, you crashed her.
Mal: Hey little one. Understand your part in all this?
River: ...Do you?
Mal: This is what I do, darlin'. This is what I do.
Simon: Now River, stay behind the others. If there’s fighting, drop to the floor or run away. It’s okay to leave them to die.
Mal: Doctor, I'm taking your sister under my protection here. If anything happens to her, anything at all, I swear to you I will get very choked up. Honestly, there could be tears.
Mal: Faster! Faster! Faster would be better!
Jayne: How come they ain't blowing us out the air?
Mal: They wanna run us down. The up-close kill.
River: They want us alive when they eat us.
Jayne: Boy, sure would be nice if we had some grenades, don't you think?!
Simon: River, do you want to stay with them?
River: It isn't safe.
Simon: No. I fear it isn't safe anymore.
River: For them.
Simon: I thought she was getting better.
Jayne: And I thought they was getting off! Didn't we have an intricate plan how they were gonna be not here anymore?
Kaylee: We couldn't leave them now.
Jayne: No, now that she’s a killer woman, we ought be bringing her tea and dumplings.
Book: Only one thing is gonna walk you through this, Mal. Belief.
Mal: You know I always look to you for counsel, but sermons make me sleepy, Shepherd. I ain't looking for help on high. That's a long wait for a train don't come.
Book: When I talk about belief, why do you always assume I'm talking about God?
Wash: Inara. Nice to see her again.
Zoë: So... trap?
Zoë: Are we going in?
Mal: Only but a few hours out.
Wash: Yeah, but, remember the part where it's a trap?
Mal: If that’s the case, then Inara's already caught in it. She wouldn't set us up willing. Might be we got a shot at seeing who's turning these wheels. We go in.
Mal: I'll take the shuttle a little closer. Zoe, ship is yours. Remember. If anything happens to me or if you don't hear from me within the hour, you take this ship and you come and you rescue me.
Zoe: What? Risk my ship?
Mal: I mean it. It's cold out there. And I don't wanna get left.
The Operative: But I have to hope you understand you can't beat us.
Mal: I got no need to beat you. I just want to go my way.
The Operative: And you can do that, once you let me take River Tam back home.
Mal: No, no. You’re working this deal all crabbed. You got to open with payment.
The Operative: That is a trap. I offer money, you'll play the man of honor and take umbrage. I ask you to do what is right, you'll play the brigand. I have no stomach for games. I already know you will not see reason.
Mal: The Alliance wanted to show me reason, they shouldn't have sent an assassin.
The Operative: How long do you think you can really run from us?
Mal: I never credited the Alliance with an overabundance of brains. And if you're the best they got—
The Operative: Captain Reynolds, I should tell you, so that you don’t waste your time - you can't make me angry.
Inara: Please, spend an hour with him.
Jayne: You dumb-ass hogs, the only people she's a threat to is us on this boat.
Mal: Look, we get back to Haven in a few hours' time—
Jayne: Oh, yeah. Hiding under the Shepherd's skirts, that's a manful scheme.
Mal: The government's man, he says you're a danger to us. Not worth helping. Is he right? Are you anything but a weapon? I've staked my crew's life on the theory you're a person. Actual and whole, and if I'm wrong, you’d best shoot me now.
The Operative: I'm sorry. If your quarry goes to ground, leave no ground to go to. You should have taken my offer. Or did you think none of this was your fault?
Mal: I don't murder children.
The Operative: I do, if I have to.
Mal: Why? Do you even know why they sent you?
The Operative: It's not my place to ask. I believe in something greater than myself. A better world. A world without sin.
Mal: So me and mine gotta lay down and die so you can live in your better world?
The Operative: I'm not going to live there... There's no place for me there, any more than there is for you. Malcolm, I'm a monster. What I do is evil. I have no illusions about it, but it must be done.
Mal: This report is maybe twelve years old. Parliament buried it, and it stayed buried till River dug it up. This is what they feared she knew. And they were right to fear, because there's a whole universe of folk who are gonna know it, too. They're gonna see it. Somebody has to speak for these people.
Mal: You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean.
A year from now, ten, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people…better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave.
Mal: The truth that burned up River Tam's brain. Rest of the 'verse is going to know it too. 'Cause they need to.
The Operative: Do you really believe that?
Mal: I do.
The Operative: You willing to die for that belief?
Mal: I am.
Mal: Of course, that ain't exactly Plan A.