Firefly

Sarge, Command says air support is holding until they can assess status.

Status? We need air support. Tell them to get in here.

That skiff is shredding us.

They won't move without a lieutenant's authorization code, sir.

Here's your code. You're Lieutenant Baker.

Congratulations on your promotion. Now, get me some air support!

Pull back far enough to wedge them in here.

- Get to high ground, pick them off. - Not with that skiff in the air.

That's our problem. Thanks for volunteering. Bendis...

...give us some cover fire. We're going duck hunting.

You just focus!

The Alliance said they were gonna waltz through Serenity Valley.

And we choked them with those words.

We've done the impossible, and that makes us mighty.

Just a little longer, our angels will sow rain and fire on those arrogant cons...

...so you hold. You hold!

Go!

- Really think we can bring her down, sir? - You even need to ask?

- Ready? - Always.

Bendis.

Bendis!

Yeah!

Zoe!

Nice cover fire.

Did you see that? Green, what's our status on...?

Zoe.

Hey, listen to me.

Bendis, look at me. Listen.

We're holding, no matter what.

- We're gonna die. - We're not gonna die.

We can't die, Bendis. You know why?

Because we are so very pretty.

We are just too pretty for God to let us die.

Look at that chiseled jaw. Come on.

If you won't listen to me, listen to that.

Those are our angels, blow the Alliance to the hot place.

- Zoe, tell the 82nd... - They're not coming.

Command says it's too hot. They're pulling out.

We're to lay down arms.

But, what's...?

The vault's sealed.

Okay, I'm gonna boil it.

Jayne, give me the sticky.

Okay, we get the goods, we're off this wreck and back on the ship. No worries.

Everything looks good from here.

Yes.

Yes. This is a fertile land and we will thrive.

We will rule over all this land and we will call it...

..."This Land".

I think we should call it your grave.

Curse your sudden, but inevitable betrayal.

Mine is an evil lair.

Now die!

Oh! No, God!

Dear God in heaven.

Oh, motherly son of a...

Full pressure. The goods must be intact.

Okay. Looking good.

Captain, we got incoming. Alliance crews are bearing down on us.

Have they spotted us?

- I can't tell if... - Have they hailed us?

If they want the salvage, we're humped.

If they find us at all, we're humped...

Wash, shut it down. Now. Everything but the air.

Kaylee. Kaylee.

Go to blackout, we're being buzzed.

Going dark.

Okay, now I can't get down.

So, what am I looking at?

A carrier, blew out a few months back.

Lost all hands, but it was only run by a skeleton crew anyway.

Damn shame.

No point in checking for survivors?

- Wash, they slowing down? - That's a neg.

Doesn't look like they're interested in us. We should be eating wake in a minute.

Sir, there is a reading on that thing.

Some residual heat.

Do a sweep.

- Captain, we're humped. - Prep the ship, now.

We move these in, double time.

Kaylee, fire it up.

It's a transport ship, Firefly class.

- They still make those? - Illegal salvage.

Lowlife vultures picking flesh off the dead.

Should we deploy gunships and bring her in?

Do it.

Cry, baby, cry.

Make your mother sigh. Engaging the crybaby.

Captain, I am picking up a distress signal 13 clicks ahead from a...

Sounds like a personnel carrier.

Definitely a big ship, sir. And she's without power.

Wash, we're on. Go.

Hang on, travelers.

Let's moon them.

They're rabbiting. Should we continue deployment?

Our gunships would never get back to us in time.

Let's go help these people.

But put out a bulletin on the cortex and flag Interpol.

A Firefly with possible stolen goods on board.

Maybe somebody will step on those roaches.

We look shiny, captain. They are not, repeat, not coming about.

Close one.

Anyone you walk away from, right?

Long as we got the goods, I call this a win.

Right.

We win.

Well, there we are.

- They're awfully pretty. - I'd say worth a little risk.

Yeah, that was some pretty risky sit you did there.

Of course. Because they wouldn't arrest me if we got boarded. I'm just the pilot.

I could say I was flying the ship by accident. They're pretty unreas...

Problem, sir?

Couldn't say.

We best be getting rid of these before we run into another Alliance patrol.

What are they doing out this far, anyhow?

Shining the light of civilization.

How long until we reach Persephone?

- Three or four hours. - Can we shave that?

We're down to the wire on fuel cells. We run hot, we might not even make it.

Play it close as you can.

This cash is burning a hole in my hull.

- Think that cruiser might've ID'd us? - Let's hope not.

Contact Badger, tell him the job's done.

Don't go to mentioning the cruiser, though. Keep it simple.

- Sure there's nothing wrong with the... - It's fine.

Just want to get paid.

Let's get these crates stowed. I don't want any tourists stumbling over them.

We're taking on passengers?

Yeah, that's the notion. Could use a little respectability on the way to Boros.

Not to mention the money.

- Pain in the ass. - No, it's shiny.

I like to meet new people. They've got stories.

Captain, can you stop her from being cheerful, please?

There's no power in the 'verse that can stop Kaylee from being cheerful.

Sometimes you want to tape her mouth and...

...dump her in the hole for a month.

I love my captain.

I know something ain't right.

Sweetie, we're crooks. If everything were right we'd be in jail.

- It's just that the captain's so tense. - The man needs a break.

In fact, we could all use a couple of days leave.

We still gotta drop the goods.

And when we do, we'll fly off to Boros, rich and prosperous.

Well, less poor, but with enough to find some sweet little getaway.

Oh, wouldn't mind a real bath.

And a meal that included some form of food.

Just a couple of days lying around. You with the bathing.

- Me with the watching you bathe. - Lf the captain says it's all right.

What if we just told Mal we need a couple of days instead of asking him?

- He's the captain, Wash. - Right. I'm just the husband.

Look, I'll ask him.

Don't forget to call him "sir". He likes that.

Who likes what?

It's nothing, sir.

- Has the ambassador checked in yet? - No.

She had a pretty full docket.

After you talk to Badger, tell her we may leave Persephone in a hurry.

Inara has our timetable. She'll check in.

I could tell her to cut it short.

No, no. Don't want to get in her way if we don't have to.

Somebody on this boat has to make an honest living.

Oh, my God.

Zenon isn't that different from this planet.

More crowded, obviously, and I guess more complicated.

The Great City itself is...

Pictures can't capture it.

It's like an ocean of light.

Is that where you studied to be a companion?

I was born there.

I can't imagine ever leaving.

Well, I wanted to see the universe.

Do you really have to leave?

I mean...

...my father is very influential. We could, I could arrange for you to be...

The experience has been more than...

It was very good.

- Thank you. - The time went too quickly.

Your clock's probably rigged to speed up and cheat us out of our fun.

Serenity, this is Shuttle 1. What's your ETA?

Inara, hey. We're touching down at the Eavesdown docks...

...in about ten minutes. - I'll join you there. Thanks.

Looking forward to it. We missed you out here.

Yeah, me too.

This shouldn't take too long.

Best time for departure, in about three hours.

Gravity supplies we're low on, fuel her up.

I'd love to find a brand-new compression core for the steamer.

I'd like to be king of Ondinia.

Just get us some passengers. Them as can pay. All right?

- Compression core busts, we're drifting. - Let's not bust then.

Zoe.

We will.

You want a trip, Grandpa?

You need safe passage? We're cheap, we're clean.

Brutus, best ship in the 'verse.

What's your des, Grandpa?

- We're hitting the outer rings. - I never married.

What?

I'm not a grandpa.

Let me see your teeth.