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Firefly - "Shindig" Written by: Jane Espenson
Episode #: 1AGE03
SHOOTING SCRIPT - August 2, 2002 |
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| Teaser | ||
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INT. POOL HALL - NIGHT (NIGHT 1)
It's dark, smoky. Four tables are in play. There are about
15 people in here, mostly men. A BARTENDER serves beer in
heavy wooden bowls. Small tables line the edges of the room.
MAL and JAYNE play two other men, WRIGHT and HOLDER. INARA,
in a beautiful outfit, watches and holds a small glass of
pink liqueur. She is the only color, only elegance.
WRIGHT is lining up a shot and talking at the same time. His
cue has a ring of light right before the tip.
Didn't hardly have to convert the ship, even. (re: shot) Six in the corner. Stronger locks, thicker doors, keep everybody where they're s'posed to be. Don't even need more rations. As he sights along his cue, all the balls on the table flicker, disappearing for a moment, then reappearing. A general DISGUSTED GROAN comes from every player in the room. < Hey! > [Way!] He looks toward the Bartender, as do other patrons. The Bartender points, bored, to a crude Sign: "MANAGEMENT NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR BALL FAILURE" (It also says it in Chinese.) Wright attempts his shot, Doesn't sink the ball. Flicker threw me off. Mal's turn. He walks around, examines the table. (to Wright) You made money?
WRIGHT
MAL Mal makes his shot, lines up another. Labor. You mean slaves.
WRIGHT
MAL
WRIGHT Wright and Holder laugh. How much money? Lots? Mal misses a shot and steps back by Inara. She's brushing cigarette ashes off a chair, making a place to sit. There's a chance you may wanna head back to the ship.
INARA
MAL
INARA ANGLE ON: Jayne, sinking one of the few remaining balls. Mal smiles at Inara, but: Still think you might oughtta clear out 'fore too much longer. Seems there's a thief about.
INARA Mal leans in close, slips Inara a handful of paper money. He took this right off 'em. They earned that with the sweat of their slave-tradin' brows.
INARA
MAL
WRIGHT (O.S.)
MAL Wright's hand falls heavily on Mal's shoulder. Mal spins and LANDS A MIGHTY PUNCH. Behind them, Holder jumps to help Wright. Jayne TACKLES HIM. Inara jumps back against a wall, as Wright KICKS MAL'S LEGS from under him. Mal falls. Holder is up again, swinging a pool cue at Jayne. Mal, on the floor, grabs the base of a small table and rams it UP at Wright. Wright flies back. It's a melee. Other patrons jump to join. Inara jumps when a GLASS SHATTERS near her head. She heads toward the door, fast. She passes the bartender as she goes. (dryly) Lovely place. I'll tell my friends. |
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| Act One | ||
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EXT. SERENITY / PERSEPHONE - EFFECT
Descending out of orbit over Persephone.
INT. SERENITY - BRIDGE - DAY (DAY 2) / EFFECT
WASH pilots Serenity closer to the surface. ZOE stands
behind his chair, hand on Wash's shoulder, looking out.
As they approach, Persephone comes between them and this
system's sun; the planet's shadow moves over their faces.
Zoe bends down close to Wash, a couple enjoying a sunset.
It seem to you we cleared outta Santo in a hurry?
ZOE Wash whistles through his teeth. Shiny.
ZOE
WASH Mal joins them. Looks out past them at the planet. Well, ain't that a joyful sight.
WASH
ZOE
MAL
ZOE
WASH
ZOE
WASH As Mal exits: That happens, let me know. INT. INARA'S SHUTTLE - DAY Inara sits facing a Cortex screen that hangs on the wall like a mirror. There is local data across the top of the screen: "Persephone", the local time (10 am), ship's status (docked) The main part of the screen is labeled "Responses". The screen features 12 small pictures -- 10 men, 2 women. Text under each picture gives a name. Inara touches three pictures and they disappear. Inara looks at the ones that remain. She touches one of the pictures and it expands to fill the screen. It's a taped request from a pale YOUNG HOPEFUL (man). (on tape, nervous) I understand your time on our planet is limited. And if you've selected my proposal to hear, then the honor that you do me flatters my... (searches for words) My honor... and I hope-- Inara taps the screen. The field of nine photos is back. Before she can select another, a CHIME sounds and the screen fills with the live (not recorded) image of ATHERTON WING. Atherton is handsome, 30's with just enough charm to offset his aura of entitlement. Inara smiles at the sight of him. (over the link) Now there's the smile made of sunlight.
INARA
ATHERTON
INARA
ATHERTON SFX: KNOCK AT THE DOOR Yes, I imagine there is. I'm delighted to say I'll be there. Now, I'm sorry, Atherton, I have to run.
ATHERTON She severs the connection. His image freezes on the screen. Come in. Mal enters. Inara sets the screen on a table. Good afternoon, Captain.
MAL
INARA Mal gestures toward the screen, trying to seem casual. Making plans? Inara tenses. He doesn't wait for an answer from her. He looks closely at the screen. "Atherton Wing". He's a regular, ain't he? Inara blanks the screen. I've seen him before.
MAL
INARA
MAL
INARA Mal tries not to look stung. Well... fine. Is he lettin' you out at all?
INARA
MAL
INARA
MAL
INARA Inara moves to the door, a clear invitation. to leave. I understand, if you need to go prepare for that "it's ten in the morning" issue.
MAL He exits. EXT. STREET - DAY (DAY 2) Outside a line of shops on Persephone. KAYLEE, Zoe, Jayne, Wash and Mal are carrying some supplies back to the Mule. The women and Wash walk ahead, then Jayne, then Mal. Mal carries a heavy burlap sack. They pass a high-class dress shop. There are three live MODELS behind the electronic window, walking and posing, showing off their gowns. Kaylee stops short, and Zoe almost runs into her. Ooh. Look at the pretties. Zoe looks, and Wash joins her. What am I looking at? The girls or the clothes? Jayne stops short: (immediately) There's girls?
ZOE Jayne looks too. Mal is forced to stop, wait. (pointing) Say. Look at the fluffy one.
ZOE
WASH
JAYNE
ZOE
KAYLEE
MAL
ZOE
KAYLEE
MAL
KAYLEE
MAL Jayne snorts a laugh at that. Kaylee's face shows she's hurt. Zoe shoots Mal a hard look. She takes Mal's burden effortlessly. She, Kaylee and Wash head o.s. toward the Mule. (coldly) See you on the ship, Captain. Mal instantly regrets what he said. < Kick me in the bottom. > [Tee wuh duh pee-goo.]
JAYNE There's a series of meaningful CLICKS behind him. Mal and Jayne turn to find themselves facing BADGER, a cockney criminal, a slice of local color with a fine hat. Three of his LADS are with him, covering Jayne -- the clicks were the cocking of their guns. Mal nods politely, as if this is a normal way to run into an old acquaintance. Badger.
BADGER
MAL
BADGER INT. BADGER'S LAIR - DAY Badger, Mal and Jayne sit uncomfortably around a cable-spool table. Badger pours tea. Jayne eats from a plate of cookies. Seems to me, last time there was a chance for a little palaver, we were all manner of unwelcome...
JAYNE
BADGER Mal continues as if he hadn't been interrupted. Now, we're favored guests, treated to the finest in beverages that make you blind. So what is it you need? Jayne pours himself more tea, reaching across Mal. 'Scuse me.
BADGER
MAL
BADGER
MAL
BADGER
JAYNE
BADGER
MAL
JAYNE
MAL
BADGER
JAYNE Mal shoots Jayne a look. Exactly. You think you're better'n other people.
MAL
BADGER Jayne barks a laugh at that. Mal shoots him another look. How would you even set up a meet, man won't deal with you?
BADGER Mal raises his eyebrows for a pregnant beat. (clarifying) ...of invites. You want the meeting or not? Mal considers. You want to do business in Persephone. you do it through me. But if you're so well off you don't need it... INT. SERENITY - ENGINE ROOM - DAY (DAY 2) Kaylee is working on the engine. Mal enters. Kaylee. She avoids his eyes, busies herself with her work. No answer. Kaylee.
KAYLEE
MAL He turns to go, matching her coldness. Got a job for you. INT. PARTY - FOYER - NIGHT (DAY 3) Atherton Wing ushers Inara into the richly decorated foyer of a large public building. They are dressy and elegant. After you... The ballroom is beyond, through an ornate arch -- there is no visible machinery associated with the arch. Two couples are in front of them, waiting to go through. A DECORATED OFFICIAL stands to the side of the arch. ANGLE ON THE ARCHWAY One couple passes through. A PORTER, his back visible through the arch, can be heard, slightly muffled, as he announces them to the room beyond. William and Lady Cortland. The next couple, equally elegant, heads for the arch. The woman steps through, but the WELL-DRESSED MAN is held in place by something unseen. A PLEASANT CHIME SOUNDS. The Well-Dressed Man is not harmed, not struggling, but he can't move forward. He steps back, smiles at the Official. Terribly sorry. Oversight. He removes a small pistol from a suit jacket pocket, hands it to the Official. He passes though the arch to join his date. Colonel Cyrus Momsen and escort. Atherton and Inara step through. INT. PARTY - BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS Atherton and Inara enter. Atherton Wing and Inara Serra. We see the room now, filled with elegant party-goers, circulating waiters, live musicians, a buffet table... Fresh food means money, so many of the decorations feature huge bowls of fruit. There is also a hovering chandelier. Atherton and Inara move into the room. Inara waves at someone, exchanges air kisses with another woman. Roberta, it's been too long. She greets an elderly man sitting in a chair: < You're looking wonderful, old friend >. [Lao pung yo, nee can chi lai hun yo jing shen] They move on. Atherton talks softly into her ear. Half the men in this room wish you were on their arm tonight.
INARA
ATHERTON Inara finds that in bad taste. She looks away, changes the topic. I'm looking for the boy with the shimmerwine.
ATHERTON Inara stops and looks at him, touched. I'm trying to give you something, you know. A life. If you want it.
INARA
ATHERTON
INARA
ATHERTON
INARA Inara greets another acquaintance. (to a woman) You look gorgeous, dear. Atherton spots a glass of champagne -- a waiter is passing with a tray. Atherton lifts the glass and offers it to Inara in one smooth move. She smiles, delighted. You belong here, Inara, not on that flying piece of < crap > [gos se]. You see that, don't you?
INARA
ATHERTON
PORTER (O.S.) Inara turns her head sharply and a little rudely away from Atherton, startled into looking at the door. Kaylee? ON KAYLEE She enters, eyes wide, soaking it all in. She wears the ruffled dress from the window and looks beautiful. She carries a glittery evening bag. She's Cinderella at the ball. Mal steps forward to join her. He is in his Sunday best, something dark and Rhett Butler-y, maybe a cut-away coat. ACROSS THE ROOM, Inara stares, locking in on Mal. Oh < crap > [gos se] |
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| Act Two | ||
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INT. PARTY FOYER - CONTINUING
Mal and Kaylee make their way into the party. Her eyes are
bright and wide as she takes it all in at once. Mal is
trying to look cool and cosmopolitan, but is actually almost
as impressed as Kaylee. He tugs at his suit.
Does this seem kind of... tight?
KAYLEE Mal looks up at the chandelier. What's the point of that, I wonder?
KAYLEE Mal is still eyeing the chandelier. I mean, I get how they did it. I just ain't seeing the why.
KAYLEE
MAL
KAYLEE Mal starts looking around, seeking someone out. I'm looking for our guy, Harrow.
KAYLEE
MAL Kaylee is distracted by a passing group of attractive young men in fancy clothes. (to Mal, too loudly) Say, lookit the boys! Nearby party-goers glance over. Mal winces. Kaylee doesn't notice. Some of them's pretty as the doctor. She stares, struck speechless, as a waiter passes, carrying a huge BOWL OF ENORMOUS STRAWBERRIES to the buffet table. Help me find our man. S'posed to be older, kinda stocky, wearing a red sash crossways. Kaylee never takes her eyes off the strawberries. Why's he doing that?
MAL
KAYLEE Mal looks where she's pointing, at the buffet table. That's the buffet table.
KAYLEE
MAL Kaylee flashes him a big smile. < Thank you > [Sheh-sheh], Cap'n! And she's off to the buffet. Mal heads off on his own. INT. SERENITY COMMON AREA / KITCHEN - NIGHT SIMON, BOOK and Jayne play Chore poker. It looks like five card draw, only instead of chips, they're playing for pieces of paper. Each man has a collection of scraps in front of him -- Simon has the least and Book the most. Simon shuffles. Ante up, gentlemen. (antes piece of paper) Dishes.
BOOK
JAYNE Simon completes the deal. The three men study their cards. I'll take two.
JAYNE
SIMON Simon gives out the cards. What do you s'pose the Captain and Kaylee are doing now? (betting) Septic flush.
JAYNE
SIMON
JAYNE
BOOK The CAMERA FINDS River, sitting in the kitchen, next to a box of supplies. She takes the label off a can of peaches. There it is, there it is. It's always there if you look for it. Everybody sees and nobody sees it... BACK AT THE GAME: Jayne shuffles. The party is probably a buffet. And there'll be dancing. And beautiful women. Dozens of them.
JAYNE
SIMON
BOOK
JAYNE IN THE KITCHEN, River has three cans unlabeled, and she's crushing a box of crackers. It has a visible, not emphasized, "Blue Sun" on it. She gets more violent and loud as she continues. These are the ones that take you! Little ones in the corner that you almost don't see. But they're the ones that reach in and do it. They're the ones with teeth and you have to smash them! AT THE GAME, River's ranting is audible now. Simon drops his cards and goes to her. Book follows. River?
BOOK
JAYNE Jayne moves a few exemptions from Book's pile to his own. IN THE KITCHEN Simon has an arm around River, calming her down. Book looks at the supplies. River rants the whole time.
She winds down, stops talking. Book and Simon relax. So, we gonna play cards, or we gonna screw around? INT. ZOE AND WASH'S QUARTERS - SAME TIME Wash and Zoe in a post-coital tangle, limbs and sheets, exhausted and happy. Thought you wanted to spend time off-ship this visit.
WASH Zoe's eyes are closing. I'd say you do, at that.
WASH Zoe starts to laugh, her eyes still closed. It is not!
WASH
ZOE
WASH
ZOE
WASH
ZOE
WASH Zoe hits him with a pillow. INT. PARTY Back at the party, Kaylee approaches an attractive BOY (early 20s) who is watching the dancers. (re dancers) Aren't they something? Like butterflies or little pieces of wrapping paper, blowing around... The boy turns toward her and bows politely and moves away. But there's too much going on for Kaylee to be disappointed. She joins a group of four GIRLS her age and younger, standing and gossiping. She waits until a group-laugh subsides. Hello! One of the girls, BANNING, seems to be the queen bee. She looks at Kaylee in surprise. I don't... have we been introduced? Kaylee grabs Banning's hand, shakes it with enthusiasm. I'm Kaylee.
BANNING
KAYLEE
CABOTT
KAYLEE
CABOTT Destra and Zelle giggle, but Banning looks sympathetic. You're not from Persephone, are you?
KAYLEE
BANNING
KAYLEE
BANNING
KAYLEE
BANNING The other girls giggle again, but Banning plays it off with a straight face. Oh. I... I didn't know...
BANNING A nearby guest, MURPHY, a kind-looking man in his 50s,. interrupts. (off-hand, for Kaylee's benefit) Why Banning Miller, what a vision you are in that fine dress. Must have taken a dozen slaves a dozen days just to get you into that get-up. 'Course your daddy tells me it takes the space of a schoolboy's wink to get you out of it again. Banning leaves, mortified. Her friends are suppressing giggles. (to Kaylee) Forgive my rudeness. I can not abide useless people. SOME DISTANCE AWAY, MAL Approaches HARROW, who is indeed wearing a red sash. Harrow is upper-crust, an acute observer with a strong code of behavior. He doesn't immediately take to rough-edged Mal. Beg pardon, sir. But would you be Mr. Warrick Harrow? It's a bad start. Sir Warrick Harrow. The sash.
MAL
HARROW
MAL Harrow moves a few steps away, dismissing Mal. Mal has to follow. Sir, my name is Malcolm Reynolds. I captain a ship, name of Serenity. I mention this because I have been led to understand you want to move some property off-world... Mal is distracted as INARA AND ATHERTON DANCE NEARBY. No one makes eye contact, but Mal and Inara are very aware of each other. Harrow observes this. ... some property off-world, discreetly. Harrow takes a closer look at Mal. Still not impressed. You're mistaken, sir. I'm an honest man.
MAL
HARROW
MAL
HARROW
MAL
HARROW
MAL
HARROW
MAL Mal is startled by a touch on his arm. He turns, surprised to see Atherton there. Inara, unsmiling, is at his elbow. Sorry to interrupt. (a greeting) Sir Harrow. I know you from the club, I believe. Harrow nods, coolly. (resigned) Captain, this is Atherton Wing. Atherton, Captain Mal Reynolds. Atherton and Mal shake hands, sizing each other up. Pleased to meet'cha. Inara, I didn't realize you were going to this party.
INARA
MAL Atherton circles Inara's arm with his hand... a gesture that is both affectionate and possessive. How do you come to be here, Captain?
MAL
ATHERTON
HARROW Mal watches as Atherton's fingers shift on Inara's arm. We can see the white circle the pressure of his fingers has left. Mal sees that, makes a decision. Ath. Can I call you Ath? Inara has spoken of you to me. She made a point of your generosity. Given that, I'm sure you won't kick if I ask Inara the favor of a dance. Atherton hesitates, can't find a way out. Of course. Atherton and Harrow end up standing side by side watching as Mal leads an angry Inara onto the dance floor. CONTINUED (to Atherton) You're a brave man.
ATHERTON Harrow scowls, disliking Atherton. MAL AND INARA On the dance floor. Why are you here? The music begins for their dance -- it's a courtly and complicated dance, rather Regency England in style. Mal watches the other couples. It's easy at first, lots of walking around each other. Business, same's you. I was talking to a contact about a smuggling job, and you came over to me.
INARA
MAL The dance takes them apart for a few beats, bowing and curtsying to other couples. Mal starts to make his curtsy mistake as in the Train Job, but he corrects it. They come back together and now dance palm-to-palm. In this company, Captain, I believe you are the one who stands out.
MAL
INARA
MAL
INARA
MAL
INARA
MAL
INARA
MAL
INARA
MAL
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MAL
INARA. Mal didn't expect that. You may think he doesn't honor me. But he wants me to live here. I would be his personal Companion. MAL < Qow > [Wah!] That's as romantic as a marriage proposal. No wait, it's not.
INARA Mal reacts to the word "pretentious," startled by it. Beat. I.. You're right. I got no call to stop you. Inara accepts that for the concession it is. Then: I see Kaylee is here.
MAL Inara relaxes a little. I think she looks adorable.
MAL KAYLEE She's now surrounded by a group of gentlemen farmers, Murphy and his friends. Many of them are older, some young. She's enjoying chocolate mints, talking with her mouth full. The men are laughing. The dialog overlaps as they debate: I'm not saying the eighty-oh-four's hard to repair, it just ain't worth it.
OLDER FARMER
KAYLEE
MURPHY
KAYLEE
YOUNGER FARMER He's shouted down by the other men: Dance later!/She's talking./Let her talk.
KAYLEE If you knew these machines, oh, you'd find this hilarious. The men laugh, urging her on. MAL AND INARA The dance gets more complicated now, some tricky footwork. Inara and all the other dancers do it easily. Mal stumbles. He catches himself with hands around Inara's waist. As the music ends, he straightens himself out, grins at her. Possible you were right before. This ain't my kind of a party. Inara can't help herself and she smiles. Atherton is suddenly there. He's seen enough. He takes her back roughly, hauling her by the arm. Watch yourself there. No need for any hands-on. Guests, including Harrow, look at the public display. Excuse me. She's not here with you, Captain. She's mine.
MAL
ATHERTON Without warning, Mal hauls off and PUNCHES ATHERTON, lays him right down on the floor. Mal smiles and looks to Inara. Turns out this is my kind of a party! Harrow looks impressed, watching everything. Oh, Mal...
MAL
ATHERTON
MAL
GENTLEMAN Atherton is on his feet. I hope you're prepared, Captain.
MAL
INARA
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INT. PARTY - CONTINUING
People are where we left them. Mal looks confused. Harrow,
Inara and the ballroom full of people look on.
I laid the fellow out. Seems to me the transaction is complete. Also satisfying.
GENTLEMAN The crowd disperses, including Atherton, who moves away with an evil look at Mal. Kaylee separates herself from the crowd, moving in close to Mal. (to Mal) What's going on?
MAL
HARROW
MAL
INARA
MAL
HARROW
INARA
ATHERTON (O.S.) ANGLE ON ATHERTON: Waiting impatiently. She hesitates. Come with me, please.
MAL Harrow chuckles. It means you're in mortal danger. But you mussed up Atherton's face and that has endeared me to you somewhat. You might even give him a fight before he guts you.
ATHERTON Inara tears herself away, eyes still on Mal. Finally she turns, goes to Atherton. Mal watches her go. (apologetically helpful) Up 'til the punching, it was a real nice party. INT. SERENITY - CARGO BAY - DAY Jayne is in the cargo bay, working out with those hanging rungs under the catwalk. His shotgun leans against a wall nearby. He's interrupted by a loud metallic BANGING. Jayne crosses and opens the door, (not the ramp, the door into the airlock) revealing Badger, holding a wrench. He's been banging on the door with it. (off-hand) Your captain's gone and got hisself in trouble.
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INT. SERENITY - CARGO BAY - DAY Badger stands near the infirmary end of the cargo bay. The assembled crew, Zoe, Wash, Jayne, Simon, Book, are gathered around, back to the closed ramp. (River isn't there.) A duel?
WASH
SIMON Simon and Book look to Zoe hopefully. I think he knows which end to hold.
SIMON
BOOK
BADGER Zoe stands. It's suddenly clear that now, this is her ship. You're here to make sure we don't do what these men are keen on doing.
BADGER Jayne is suddenly there, at Badger's back, shotgun raised. He CRACKS BADGER OVER THE SKULL WITH IT. Badger falls. Jayne points the gun at Badger's head. (calm) Jayne. I wouldn't.
JAYNE Zoe looks toward the doorway. Jayne follows the look... ANGLE ON THE DOORWAY: FOUR OF BADGER'S LADS: all of them with guns. One of them has a scared Kaylee by the arm. (small) Hi. Jayne sags. INT. LODGING - MALL AND RQOM - NIGHT Inara slips quietly down a hallway, like a modern hotel hall, only with Chinese numbers on the doors. And, oddly, round SMALLOW HOLES INSTEAD OF DOOR KNOBS (the holes don't go all the way through the doors). She stops at a closed door. Now we get to see how a hotel key works. She is holding a small metal sphere with a small protruding round shaft. The sphere is about 2/3 the size of a regular doorknob. She holds it near the hole in the door and magnets pull it in. THE SHAFT FITS INTO THE HOLE ON THE DOOR AND, THUS, THE SPHERE BECOMES A DOORKNOB! The mechanism hums and A SMALL LIGHT COMES ON. She turns it, unlocking and opening the door. She enters quietly and we see the room, again, not too different from a modern hotel room. A sword lies on the bed. Mal, suit coat off, shirt sleeves rolled up, stands, back to her, brandishing a sword with ridiculous flourishes. Inara makes a noise and Mal JUMPS. He spins to see her. His sword swings, hits the wall and the tip embeds in the plaster. The sword hangs there. What are you doing here? He tugs at the embedded sword, trying not to be obvious. Atherton's a heavy sleeper, night before a big day. He's got the killing you in the morning, then a haircut later.
MAL Mal tugs the sword free. Inara looks around the room. I knew the accommodations would be nice. Atherton doesn't skimp.
MAL
INARA
MAL
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MAL
INARA
MAL Inara looks at him, surprised. No matter what you've got into your head, I didn't do this to prove some kinda point to you. I actually thought I was defending your honor. And I never back down from a fight.
INARA
MAL
INARA
MAL Mal picks the other sword off the bed and throws it to her. She catches it expertly. Figure you'd know how. Educated lady like you. INT. SERENITY - CARGO BAY It's still a hostage situation here in the cargo bay. Wash has his head down, trying to sleep. Book reads his Bible and prays silently. Badger leans against the wall, eating a sandwich. Jayne, Simon and Zoe talk quietly, pretending to play cards. Kaylee is bending over to talk to them. ...but he said not to do anything. He'll join us after he wins the duel.
JAYNE
ZOE Kaylee moves away, unconvinced. I'm thinking; since we're unarmed, we should take them by surprise all at once.
ZOE ANGLE ON THE DOORWAY FROM THE INFIRMARY: River appears. She looks blank and aimless. No one sees her, and the discussion continues. Only if his attention's elsewhere. We need a diversion. I say Zoe gets nekkid. Wash, without raising his head: Nope.
JAYNE
SIMON / ZOE / WASH Book looks up and sees River. He winces, but keeps his reaction small. He gets up casually and makes his way over to Simon. Book puts a hand on Simon's back. What?
BOOK ANGLE ON: River. She's stepped over the threshold now... Simon tenses, starts to stand up. I'll get her out 'fore he spots her. Simon heads toward River. Badger doesn't look up. Simon is at her, hand on her arm... ANGLE ON: RIVER AND SIMON. (whispers) River. You can't be here...
RIVER
SIMON Simon tries to lead her back inside, but she pulls back, smiling a little, thinking it's a game. Pull, pull...
SIMON
BADGER (O.S.) Simon turns to see Badger, standing close. River avoids Badger's gaze, turning toward Simon for protection. Look at me. What's your story, luv? River looks around, unfocused. She's just a passenger.
BADGER
SIMON
RIVER River raises her head, looks Badger in the eye. She's completely sane, unafraid, and she sounds like she's from his home town. She's also kinda pissed. Don't seem likely I'd tell 'em to you, do it? Anyone off Dyton Colony know's better'n to talk to strangers. She picks something off Badger's lapel, looks at it, wipes it back onto him. You're talking loud enough for the both of us, though, ain't you? I've known a dozen like you. Skipped off home early, minor graft jobs here and there. Spent some time in the lock- down, I warrant, but less than you claim. Now you're what, petty thief with delusions of standing? Sad little king of a sad little hill. After a beat... Nice to see someone from the old homestead.
RIVER
BADGER ANGLE ON: JAYNE and ZOE. That there? 'Xactly the kind of diversion we coulda used. INT. MAL'S LODGING - PRE-DAWN The furniture has been pushed to the walls. In the center of the cleared room, Inara and Mal face off, holding swords. Attack. He attacks, swinging the sword. She slips out of the way. How did I avoid that?
MAL
INARA
MAL She touches his arm, adjusting his swing, controlling it. It's an intimate touch. It's also slower, Mal. You don't need strength as much as speed. We're fragile creatures. It takes less than a pound of pressure to cut skin.
MAL Inara backs away, breaking the contact. You have a strange sense of nobility, Captain. You'll lay a man out for implying I'm a whore, but you keep calling me one to my face.
MAL
INARA
MAL She's angry now, waving her sword as she gestures. Mal, you always break the rules. It doesn't matter which "society" you're in! You don't get along with ordinary criminals either! That's why you're constantly in trouble! Mal backs away from her sword. And you think following rules will buy you a nice life, even if the rules make you a slave. Inara, turns away, frustrated almost to tears. Then, Mal, avoiding her eye: Don't take his offer. Inara turns and stares at him. What?
MAL He starts practicing again, unable to look at her. I said before I had no call to stop you. And that's true. But, anyways... don't.
INARA And she exits, leaving him alone. He swings the sword. Right. He's got that big day. EXT. PERSEPHONE - MORNING (DAY 4) A grassy hillside at dawn would be lovely. About 15 spectators, men and women, cluster around the duelling area. Among them are a couple of Badger's lads. The crowd shifts and CHATTERS with anticipation. Mal and Harrow stand, heads together, to one side. Harrow is smiling, Mal looks intense, adjusting and readjusting his grip on his sword. He's still wearing his dressy suit. Atherton and his Second, another young dandy, are at the other side, talking and laughing easily. Inara stands near them, but her eyes are on Mal. He meets her look, holds it. The gentleman who first announced the challenge steps to the center. He raises his hands, commanding attention. Gradually the crowd quiets. He clears his throat. Ladies and gentlemen, the field of combat is a somber place. A man will here today lay down his life. Let the duel begin. The last sentence is given no special emphasis, and there is no sound from the crowd. MAL doesn't even realize the fight has begun until the gentleman blends back into the crowd and Atherton steps out, smiling and handling his sword casually. Mal steps forward, uncertain. HARROW has moved over by Inara. They exchange a grim look. MAL AND ATHERTON face off. Atherton attacks first, an easy swing that MAL parries. MAL hits back, thrusting with the point of the sword. Atherton barely gets out of the way in time, in fact, his vest is nicked. Best be careful, Ath. I hear these things are sharp. HARROW AND INARA He thinks he's doing well, doesn't he?
INARA BACK TO THE FIGHT MAL ducks to avoid a blow. Atherton brings up his blade to deflect a blow. CLANG. While MAL hesitates, Atherton tosses his blade in the air and catches it with the other hand, showing off. MAL gets nicked on the arm. Atherton parries a blow away with such force it throws MAL off-balance. Atherton steps back, and PUTS HIS SWORD BEHIND HIS BACK. What's he doing?
INARA Mal lunges. Atherton steps to the side, the lunge goes past him. Atherton strikes, as he had planned, attacking sideways with the sword from behind his back, stabbing Mal in the side. Inara looks stricken. Well, this isn't going to take long, is it? On Mal, looking down, shocked, at his wound. |
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EXT. PERSEPHONE - CONTINUING
The crowd is more active now, sensing the end is near.
Mal fights one-handed, his left hand staunching his wound.
He's definitely losing now.
Atherton thrusts with the sword. Mal stumbles back clumsily.
Mal lunges. Atherton steps back. Mal lunges again.
Atherton steps back again, laughing.
Atherton swings, cutting Mal's defensive arm.
(to Inara) We're coming up on the end, miss. You might not want to watch. Mal thrusts. He sword CLASHES AGAINST Atherton's sword. MAL'S SWORD BREAKS. And the momentum carries Mal to one knee. Atherton's sword points at his chest. Atherton! Wait! Atherton hesitates, he may be about to get what he wants... I'll stay here! Exclusive to you! Just let him live. ON MAL, still down, as he registers what Inara's doing. Mal lunges to his feet, catching Atherton under the chin with the hilt and throwing him back, face cut. Atherton is regrouping, ready to move in for the kill again. He brings his sword arm back... But Mal KICKS HIS BROKEN SWORD POINT OFF THE GROUND and up into his hand. He THROWS the broken sword point at Atherton like a dart! Atherton takes the sword point in the shoulder. It sticks there, and Atherton, furious, reaches to pull it out. MAL raises the hilt, still around his right hand, and brings it down like a gun butt, over Atherton's head. Atherton sprawls on the ground. He's down! MAL scoops up Atherton's dropped sword off the ground and holds it, point at Atherton's heart. He freezes there. You have to finish it, lad. For a man to lie beaten and yet breathing, it makes him a coward.
INARA MAL pulls the sword back a little. Sure. It would be humiliating, having to lie there while the better man refuses to spill your blood. Mercy is the mark of a great man. Very quickly, offhandedly, MAL STABS Atherton! Guess I'm just a good man. He STABS him again! Well, I'm all right. MAL grins and tosses the sword aside. Inara goes to him. Atherton gets up slowly. The crowd draws back, whispering behind their hands. Inara! Come here! She ignores him. Inara! Harrow puts a hand on Atherton's arm. You've lost her, lad. Be gracious. Atherton shakes off Harrow's hand and staggers to Inara. You set this up, whore. After I bought and paid for you. I should have uglied you up so no one else'd want you.
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HARROW Inara and Mal start to walk away. Harrow joins them. You didn't have to wound that man.
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HARROW Mal nods. The deal is struck. Mal and Inara walk away, Mal a little unsteady. (through pain) Mighty fine shindig. INT. SERENITY - CARGO BAY - DAY Morning. Badger stands with his lads. Simon talks quietly to Book. Jayne pours coffee for Kaylee and Wash and Zoe. (softly to Zoe) Doc is filling the Shepherd in on the plan. We're ready to move on your signal. Doc's the diversion--
MAL (O.S.) CAMERA FINDS Mal and Inara in the doorway. Inara is helping hold him up, and he's still got a hand over his wound. Captain! Kaylee runs to him. The others follow. You're hurt. Badger approaches Mal. You get us a deal?
ZOE
MAL Badger's heard all he needs to. He's a happy man. Ta very much for a lovely night then. Badger exits. Inara and Simon guide Mal into a chair. The others gather around. Quickly: Are you badly hurt?
JAYNE
WASH EXT. SERENITY - IN FLIGHT - EFFECT Serenity against a star field. INT. SERENITY - DAY (DAY 5) In the Engine Room, a grease-smudged Kaylee finishes installing a replacement engine part. Humming, she wipes her hands on a rag and heads out... Down the hall... Down the ladder into her quarters... She crosses to her Cortex screen. Kaylee's Cortex has no casing. The circuitry is exposed so she can tinker with it. Kaylee hits some keys. Nothing happens. She frowns, presses a chip more firmly into place in the machine's guts. TINNY DANCE MUSIC plays, like the kind at the party. This is what she's been humming. PULL BACK FROM THE CORTEX To find Kaylee, sitting on the bed, eating some of the CHOCOLATE MINTS from the party. Pull further back to see she is looking at her party dress, which hangs from an exposed pipe. INT. SERENITY - CARGO BAY - DAY (DAY 5) Mal and Inara sit on the catwalk/balcony over the bay. Mal's midsection is bandaged. Inara wears another elegant kimono- type robe. A bottle of wine sits between them and they drink from battered metal cups. Inara sips her wine, makes a little face. Thank you for the wine. It's very... fresh.
MAL He raises his cup to toast, winces from the wound. Are you in pain?
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MAL A little disingenuous: Oh, someone needs to keep Kaylee out of trouble. And all of my things are here... Besides, why would I want to leave Serenity? We ARM BACK to REVEAL The cargo bay is full of mooing milling CATTLE. Can't think of a reason.
BLACKOUT.
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