Firefly - "Serenity"

Written by:
Joss Whedon

Directed by:
Joss Whedon



Teaser

Over black:

SOLDIER
I can hear something...

EXT. SERENITY VALLEY - JUST BEFORE DAWN

We fade up to the dim blue of predawn.

We are close on the face of Sgt MAL REYNOLDS. He is stubbly, cut and parched, as though he'd been stranded at sea after a terrible battle.

SOLDIER
Does anybody hear that?

He gradually focuses on the sound of approaching engines, looking up and in the distance. Rouses himself from his sitting position, starts crawling over to a soldier lying near him.

MAL
Private.
(no response)
Zoe. Signal flare.

ZOE sits herself painfully up, beginning to understand. She looks as bad as Mal -- everyone does, or worse. Off screen, we hear the other soldier again:

SOLDIER (O.S.)
There. There! Do you see it?
They're coming!

ZOE
Whose colors?

The SOLDIER comes into frame.

SOLDIER
It's a rescue ship, sir. They came.
(near tears)
They came...

ZOE
Whose colors are they flying?

She is handing Mal the flare as she says it.

MAL
Don't matter none. One side nor
t'other... ain't no difference...
Both of you pass the word, see who's
still with us.

Zoe and the other move out, and we stay on Mal, widening as he makes his way up a small slope that is littered with soldiers, living and dead and very much in-between. One of them is sitting and crying. Mal puts a comforting hand to his head as he passes -- we are pulling back as Mal continues on. As we pull back further, we see that Mal'se about a foot around on the middle of the door. Zoe reaches in and snips the wire with pliers.

Since there is no sound in space, all we hear is the labored breathing of three very tense people.

Mal pulls out a small device, looks almost like electric nosehair clippers, and clamps it onto the end of the wire.

He hits a switch on the device, and a charge runs through the wire, causing a reaction in the gel that turns it incredibly acidic -- it starts melting through the metal in a circle.

Mal moves away from the door, holds onto something near Zoe.

ANGLE: THE GEL

as it eats through the door, further and further...

INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUING

This (as we will learn in detail later) is the bridge of SERENITY, a small transport ship. The bridge itself is small and cluttered, more like someone's car than a pristine futuristic space vessel. In the pilot's seat sits WASH, a slightly shlumpy, unassuming fellow. He's concentrating intensely.

WASH
Everything looks good from here...
(beat)
Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land,
and we will thrive.

It is at this point that we realize he's playing with little plastic dinosaurs. He holds a stegosaurus and a T-rex (or whatever the hell they call 'em these days).

The dinosaurs look out over his dash/console, toward the window.

WASH (cont'd)
(as steg)
We will rule over all this land, and
we will call it... This Land.
(as T-rex)
I think we should call it... your
grave!
(steg)
Curse your sudden but inevitable
betrayal!
(T-rex)
Ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now
die!

He makes them fight. As he does, a light near him flashes red.

He stops fighting, looks, then looks at a sort of radar screen.

ANGLE: THE RADAR SCREEN

has got three other dinosaurs on it. He sweeps them off as a blip appears in the upper right quadrant, closing fast.

WASH (cont'd)
Oh, motherless son of a b--

FWOOSH! The circle of door shoots out toward us, as we're back in:

INT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP - CONTINUING

The piece of door flies across the room, bouncing off the wall right by Jayne -- he catches it as it's ricochetting. What looks like steam pours out the hole for a few moments.

ZOE
Full pressure. The goods should be intact.

MAL
Assuming they're still there.

He's floating to the door -- sticks his hand in the hole and shoves, the door slides aside and Jayne shines a flashlight in there.

ANGLE: INSIDE THE CHAMBER

Three crates, roughly the size of haybales, sit in the dark.

MAL (cont'd)
Okay. Looking good.

A voice sounds simultaneously in all three headsets: Wash.

WASH (O.S.)
We have incoming! Alliance cruiser,
bearing right down on us!

MAL
(in Chinese)
Fuck me blind!
(in English)
Have they spotted us?

WASH
I can't tell if --

MAL
Have they hailed us?

JAYNE
If they're here for the salvage,
we're humped.

ZOE
This ship's been derelict for months.
Why would they --

MAL
(in Chinese)
Shut up.
(in English)
Shut it down, Wash. Everything but
the air.

INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUING

WASH
Shutting down.

He is flipping switches, we hear engines running down, lights go off - he hits the com:

WASH (cont'd)
Kaylee! KAYLEE!

INT. ENGINE ROOM - CONTINUOUS

KAYLEE rolls into frame from underneath a huge engine part, ups and runs to the com. She is young, zaftig - as cheery as she is sexy. She and her jumpsuit are, as usual, speckled with grease.

WASH
Kaylee! Go to black out! We're
being buzzed!

She hits the com --

KAYLEE
(in Chinese)
Affirmative,
(in English)
going dark --

and keeps moving, hitting switches -- climbing atop the engine to pull the last lever. Everything goes pretty damn black.

KAYLEE (cont'd)
Okay. Now I can't get down.

INT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP - CONTINUING

Jayne, Zoe and Mal all hold their positions, tense.

MAL
(softly)
Wash. Where's the Crybaby?

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUING

WASH
Right where we left her. You want
her to cry?

MAL
Not yet. They slowing down?

WASH
That's a neg. Don't think they're
interested in us. We should be
eating wake in a minute or two.

MAL
All right. They do a heat probe, you
holler.

WASH
(in Chinese)
Affirmative.

Mal looks at the other two. They wait.

EXT. SPACE - CONTINUING

And we see it, in all it's glory: An Alliance Cruiser. Sleek, huge, antiseptic. The AngloSino flag painted above the name, I.A.V. DORTMUNDER.

CAPTAIN (O.S.)
What am I looking at?

INT. DORTMUNDER BRIDGE - CONTINUING

Hey, it's big. And clean, and everything a spaceship is supposed to be. The Captain speaks with an Ensign. They are rigid, formal, their clothes somewhat Trekkian, with a more militaristic edge to it. They're cops, Army, Ambassadors -- they're the Man.

ENSIGN
It's a carrier, blew out a few months
back. No survivors, but it was only
run by a skeleton crew anyway.

Now we see their view: A huge window, in which the twisted wreck of a ship is a tiny speck, and a computerized window within in which it's magnified, a rotating 3D image.

CAPTAIN
Damn shame. No point in checking for
survivors...?

ENSIGN
Locals swept it right after.

A moment, and the captain takes off his hat. The ensign follows suit as the Captain hits the com, his voice booming out around the ship:

CAPTAIN
Crew, a moment of respect, if you
please. Passing a graveyard.

The other men in the ship respond by pulling off their hats and slightly bowing their heads, a couple looking out at the approaching ghostship.

INT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP - CONTINUING

Mal waits as through a piece of ripped out wall behind him, the ship, impossibly huge and dangerously close, passes by.

ANGLE: MAL'S FACE

Is set with grim dislike, as the reflection of the passing ship plays across his faceplate.

He is silent. So are the others.

EXT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP - CONTINUING

As the cruiser passes by, leaving the ship behind, all clear...

INT. DORTMUNDER BRIDGE - CONTINUING

A MAN seated at a screen suddenly brow-furrows.

MAN
Sir, there is a reading on that
thing. Some residual heat...

CAPTAIN
Do a sweep.

INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUING

An alarm sound, lights blink.

WASH
(in Chinese)
Shit on my head!
(in English)
Captain! We're humped!

INT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP - CONTINUING

MAL
Fire it up! Now!
(to the others)
We move these in, double-time!

They float to the crates, start dragging them (not hard in zero g).

INT. ENGINE ROOM - CONTINUOUS

It's still pitch black in here.

WASH (O.S.)
Fire it up! Kaylee!

KAYLEE
I'm all over it! I just gotta find
the damn...

She hits the switch that gives her light. But in the action, topples off the engine she was perched on and out of frame.

KAYLEE (cont'd)
Wahh!

INT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP/AIRLOCK OF SERENITY - CONTINUING

Mal, Zoe and Jayne all float their crates past the twisted wreckage and into the airlock. Mal hits the button and the airlock door shuts. Hits another and gravity hits, the three of them landing on their feet, crates dropping, as air rushes in.

Mal hits the com.

MAL
Wash! We're on! Go!

EXT. BLOWN-OUT SHIP - CONTINUING

The Cruiser is a good ways away as part of the black, twisted shadow begins to disengage itself, and we see for the first time that Serenity was anchored to the wreck, hidden almost in her bowels.

Serenity is a small, buglike ship, patched together, rusted in parts -- everything the Dortmunder is not. And teeny in comparison. It somewhat unfolds itself as it gets free.

INT. DORTMUNDER BRIDGE - CONTINUING

The Captain is watching on his screen.

CAPTAIN
What the hell?

INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUING

Wash is seated, all business now.

WASH
Hang on, travellers...

INT. AIRLOCK - CONTINUING

Everyone grabs something, as Jayne pulls off his helmet.

JAYNE
Let's moon 'em.

EXT. SERENITY - CONTINUING

As the ship turns away from us, the back lights up -- the entire bulbous back end glowing beneath a metal grid.

The ship fires away from us.

INT. AIRLOCK - CONTINUING

Mal hits the com:

MAL
Cry, Baby, Cry.

WASH (O.S.)
Make your mother sigh. Engaging the
crybaby.

EXT. SPACE - CONTINUING

Behind some little moon, we see a tiny jet-propelled satellite looking thing, beeping out its distress signal. It's roughly the size of a thermos, and has written on a piece of tape: "Crybaby #6".

INT. DORTMUNDER BRIDGE - CONTINUING

The captain and ensign are near the screen. The captain's face goes cold with disgust.

MAN
It's a transport ship. Firefly class.

ENSIGN
They still make those?

CAPTAIN
Illegal salvage. Lowlife vultures
picking the flesh off the dead.

ENSIGN
Should we deploy gunships, bring her
in?

MAN
Captain, I am picking up a distress
signal thirteen clicks ahead... From
a... it sounds like a personnel
carrier...

EXT. SPACE - CONTINUING

The crybaby beeps.

INT. DORTMUNDER BRIDGE - CONTINUING

MAN
Definitely a big ship, sir, and she
is without power.

CAPTAIN
(considering)
Gunships'd never get back to us in
time...all right. Let's go help
those people.
(to the ensign)
Put a bulletin out on the Cortex, and
flag Interpol: a Firefly with
possibly stolen goods aboard.
(almost to himself)
Maybe someone'll step on those
roaches.

INT. CARGO HOLD - CONTINUING

The airlock feeds right into the cargo hold. It's a cavernous space with a great deal of junk cluttering it. The airlock door opens and Mal and the other two step out, clearly a bit tense. They all pull off their spacesuits -- tees and undies underneath.

WASH (O.S.)
We look shiny, Captain. They are not
repeat not coming about.

ZOE
Close one.

JAYNE
Any one you walk away from, right?
Long as those crates aren't empty, I
call this a win.

MAL
Right.

He looks away, darkness in his gaze.

MAL (cont'd)
We win.

END OF TEASER


Act One

INT. CARGO HOLD - LATER

A crate is jimmied open. It is Jayne with the crowbar, Mal who pulls the top off, looking in. Zoe, Wash and Kaylee are also about. (The three who went out have got pants on now.)

MAL
Well that sure enough don't hurt to
see.

ANGLE: IN THE CRATE are bars that looks a lot like gold.

KAYLEE
(excited)
They're awfully pretty...

WASH
I'd say worth a little risk.

JAYNE
Yeah, that was some pretty risky
sitting you did there.

WASH
That's right, of course, 'cause they
wouldn't arrest me if we got boarded,
I'm just the pilot. I can always say
I was flying the ship by accident.

MAL
(harshly, in Chinese)
Shut up.

He has a bar in his hand, is looking at it up close.

ZOE
Problem, sir?

Clearly, there is. But Mal tries to cover -- just a big of tension creeping into his voice.

MAL
(after a moment)
Couldn't say.
(tosses the bar back)
But we'd best be rid of these 'fore
we run into another alliance patrol.

JAYNE
What the hell they doing this far
out, anyhow?

KAYLEE
Shining the light of civilization.

JAYNE
Doesn't do us any good...

KAYLEE
Well, we're uncivilized.

As they talk, Mal approaches Wash, talking over them.

MAL
How long til we reach Persephone?

WASH
Three or four hours.

MAL
Can we shave that?

WASH
(shakes his head)
We're down to the wire on fuel cells.
We run hot, we might not even make it.

MAL
Play it as close as you can. This
catch is burning a hole in my hull.

ZOE
You think that cruise could've I.D.d
us?

MAL
Gotta hope not. Contact Badger, tell
him the job's done. Don't go to
mentioning the Cruiser, though. Keep
it simple.

ZOE
Sir, we're sure there's nothing wrong
with the carg --

MAL
It's fine. I just wanna get paid.

They head up the ladder as Mal turns his attention to:

MAL (cont'd)
Jayne, Kaylee, let's get these crates
stowed. I don't want any tourists
stumbling over them.

KAYLEE
We're taking on passengers at
Persephone?

MAL
That's the notion. We could use a
little respectability on the way to
Boros. Not to mention the money.

JAYNE
Pain in the ass...

KAYLEE
No, it's shiny! I like to meet new
people. They've all got stories...

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

MAL
I don't believe there is a power in
the 'verse that can stop Kaylee from
being cheerful.

He smiles at her, never stopping working.

MAL (cont'd)
Sometimes you just wanna duct tape
her mouth and dump her in the hold
for a month.

She grins and kisses his cheek.

KAYLEE
I love my captain.

INT. UPPER CORRIDOR/BRIDGE - CONTINUING

As Wash and Zoe crest the ladder and head to their positions, talking.

ZOE
I know something's not right.

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

ZOE
It's just, the Captain's so tense...

WASH
Of course he's tense. He's awake.
Look, we drop the goods on
Persephone, fly away rich and
prosperous, then when we get to
Boros --

ZOE
Maybe take a couple of days shore-
leave?

WASH
Exactly. We been running nonstop,
and our shares from the salvage could
put us somewhere sweet.

He moves in on her, wrapping her in his arms.

WASH (cont'd)
Kind of place where they bring food
to your room, food with food in it.
We'd never move -- they'd lift us up
to change the sheets.

They're getting closer, soon to be kissing, yes.

ZOE
Wouldn't mind a real bath...

WASH
Room in there for two?

ZOE
You'd have to move from the bed...

WASH
Well, I've changed my whole policy on
not moving now. 'Cause of the bath
thing.

They're so close...

ZOE
If the captain says it's all right...

Wrong. Wash shuts his eyes a moment, rests his head on hers, quietly pissed. He breaks apart.

WASH
What if we just told Mal we needed a
few days, 'stead of asking him?

ZOE
He's the captain, Wash.

WASH
Right. I'm just the husband.

He lands in his seat. She still stands.

ZOE
Look, I'll ask him.

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

MAL
Who likes what?

Instinctively, Zoe's demeanor changes as Mal enters, her bearing more erect, military.

ZOE
It's nothing, Sir.

Wash looks up at her excitedly, mouth, "good!" and gives the thumbs up. She looks away.

MAL
After you talk to Badger, see if you
can reach the Ambassador. Let her
know we're out of Persephone fast.
She's got business pending, she
better squeeze it dry and send it
off. We ain't waiting.

WASH
I'm sure the Ambassador will
appreciate your colorful phrasing.
Sir.

ZOE
Inara knows our timetable. I'm sure
she'll be checking in soon.

MAL
Well if she don't, rouse her. You
know how wrapped up she gets in her
work.

INT. INARA'S CHAMBER - NIGHT

We are close on INARA's face. She is being made love to by an eager, inexperienced but quite pleasingly shaped young man. She is beneath him, drawing him to his climax with languorous intensity. His face buried in her neck.

INARA
Oh... Oh.... oh my god...

He tightens, relaxes, becomes still. She runs her hand through is hair and he pulls from her neck, looks at her with sweaty insecurity. She smiles, a worldly, almost motherly sweetness in her expression. He rests his head on her breast, still breathing hard.

INARA (cont'd)
(softly)
Oh my boy...

INT. SAME - LATER

They are seated on cushions, close to each other with their legs entwined, sipping tea from small cups. She has a robe on.

INARA
Sihnon 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.

THE YOUNG MAN
Is that where you studied? To be a
Companion?

INARA
(nodding)
I was born there.

THE YOUNG MAN
I can't imagine ever leaving.

There is but half truth in her reply, and a hint of weariness.

INARA
Well, I wanted to see the universe.

THE YOUNG MAN
My cousin hopes to become a
Companion. But I don't think the
academy will take her unless her
scores come up.

INARA
It was the languages I struggled
with. And music, at first.

THE YOUNG MAN
You play beautifully.

INARA
Thank you.

He looks down at his cup a moment.

THE YOUNG MAN
Do you really have to leave? I
mean... I, my father is very
influential, we could... I could
arrange for you to be with...

She smiles that knowing smile again, just a tinge of sadness in it. He doesn't continue.

INT. SAME - LATER

He is dressed and exiting, his manner slightly more diffident.

THE YOUNG MAN
A very -- it was very good. Thank
you.

INARA
The time went too quickly.

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

The smile vanishes from her face. He looks guilty, then ducks out of the chamber, shutting the door behind him.

She takes a moment, then hits a button by the door, locking it and sealing it. She moves across the room and pulls aside a tapestry that conceals the cockpit of what we now see to be a small shuttle. Gets in the pilot's seat and hits a switch (and continues hitting them as she talks).

INARA
Serenity, this is Shuttle One, what's
your ETA?

WASH (O.S.)
Inara, hey. We're touching down at
the Eavesdown docks in about ten
minutes.

INARA
I'll join you there, thanks.

WASH (O.S.)
Looking forward. We missed you out
here.

INARA
(softly)
Yeah. Me too.

She punches a few buttons, rides the joystick, and the cockpit begins to shake slightly as we CUT TO:

EXT. CITY - DAY

The outside of the shuttle, which rises slowly into the air. As it does we see it is perched atop a skyscraper in a fairly big and ritzy city. It flies off.

EXT. DOCKS - DAY

We see Serenity as she touches down at the Eavesdown docks. It's a bustling bazaar, ships lined up next to each other, each one advertising passage or selling goods. The place is filled with People of all races, modes and languages. It's chaos; trade, theft and outright violence all happening amidst the jumble of humanity.

This district is clearly poorer than the gleaming city in the distance, and every ship parked looks at tad haphazard -- though Serenity does seem particularly small and ratty next to the ships it docks between.

The airlock opens, the ramp coming down and our gang piling out.

MAL
(to Kaylee)
This shouldn't take long. Put us
down for departure in about three
hours.
(to Wash)
Fuel her up, and grab any supplies
we're low on.

Kaylee moves to a computerized placard in front of their 'parking space', starts entering data. We arm up to see It reads: DESTINATION: and that BOROS appears below that. The rest in filled in thus:

CAPACITY: TWELVE

DEPARTURE TIME: 1500

KAYLEE
I'd sure love to find a brand new
compression coil for the steamer.

MAL
And I'd like to be king of all
Londinum and wear a shiny hat. Just
get us some passengers. Them as can
pay, all right?

KAYLEE
Compression coil busts, we're
drifting...

MAL
Best not bust, then.

Zoe, Jayne and Mal start off.

WASH
Zoe.
(in Chinese)
Watch your back.

ZOE
We will.

He watches her move through the crowd.

EXT. EAVESDOWN DOCKS - DAY

We're in the middle of the hubbub. We see a sign that advertises: Good DOGS! Arm down to see a pen of scrawny, listless dogs of various breeds. Arm further down to see a griddle, with some suspicious looking cuts of meat sizzling on it. A man works the griddle.

We see, Passing through frame, Shepherd BOOK. He's about sixty, weathered and worldly, with a quiet kindness in his eyes. Farmer stock, not a trace of bullshit and a workingman's hands. He drags a few boxes and suitcases on a sort of wheeled papoose, carries another suitcase in his hand. His clothes are plain and instantly identify him as some kind of protestant minister. As he moves on, looking about him, he is approached by MAN, who's in his face a bit.

MAN
You going on a trip, grandpa? Need
safe passage? We're cheap, we're
cheap and clean, The BRUTUS is the
best ship in the 'verse. What's your
des, grandpa, we're hitting the outer
rings --

BOOK
I never married.

MAN #2
What?

BOOK
I'm not a grandpa.

The guy just looks at him like he's crazy, let's him move on past the next barker, MAN #2. The guy is fancy, with people gathered around -- his ship is clearly high class.

MAN #2
-- three berths left, junior suites,
we are not interested in Asian or
Catholic passengers, thank you, we
will be bidding for the last three
berths --

Book moves on. Comes to the third dock in the row. It's Serenity's, Kaylee sits outside it in a lawn chair. He looks at it, never stopping, 'til Kaylee says, smiling:

KAYLEE
You're gonna come with us.

BOOK
Excuse me?

KAYLEE
You like ships. Don't seem to be
looking at the destinations. What
you care about is ships and mine
is the nicest.

She's completely innocuous. It's hard not to be charmed by her. He does stop, gives the ship a look-over.

ANGLE: THE BRIDGE sticking out above them, SERENITY painted on the side.

BOOK
She don't look like much.

KAYLEE
She'll fool ya'. Ever sailed in a
firefly?

BOOK
Long before you were crawling. Not
an aught three, though. Didn't have
the extenders, tended to shake.

KAYLEE
You wanna shake, sail the PARAGON
there. Guarantee you'll barf before
you break atmo.

Book looks over at the fancy ship he just passed, clearly agreeing.

BOOK
They can dress her up pretty, but a
Gurtlser engine's always gonna get
twitchy on ya.
(re: Serenity)
The aught three still use the trace
compression block?

KAYLEE
Til they make something better.

Now she pretty much thinks he's the cool fool too. There is a moment between them.

KAYLEE (cont'd)
So how come you don't care where
you're going?

BOOK
'Cause how you get there is the
worthier part.

KAYLEE
You a missionary?

BOOK
I guess... I'm a Shepherd, from the
Southdown Abbey. Book, I'm called
Book. Been out of the world for a
spell. Like to walk it a while, maybe
bring the word to them as need it
told.

KAYLEE
I'm Kaylee. This is Serenity, and
she's the smoothest ride from here to
Boros for anyone who can pay.
(beat, worried)
Can you pay?

BOOK
Not what they're charging on the
Paragon. But I expect we could come
to terms. I've got a little cash,
and, uh...

He approaches her, with a small wooden box. Shows her the contents. She goes a little bit wide-eyed, eying the contents lustfully.

KAYLEE
Oh, Grampa...

BOOK
I never married.

INT. UNDERGROUND 'OFFICE' - DAY

This is BADGER'S place. It's not too large, and kind of dingy. The ceiling has what looks like subway grates over it -- we can hear the traffic above, and every now and then the bright white of a flying vehicle pours through the grate. On one side are stairs leading up to ground level and a door beside, at the other end an oversized, beat up desk and a way into the back through a curtain.

Badger is a petty thug with pretensions to Kingpinery: He has bad facial hair, bad teeth, a crushed derby and he wears a woolly three piece and tie, though he has only a wifebeater beneath.

We find him in the room with three thugs in the corners. A fourth, an old man, is holding the arm of a clearly frightened but slightly hopeful young woman. Badger inspects her.

BADGER
Let me see your teeth.

She gives him a big smile. He pulls her lip up, the other one down.

BADGER (cont'd)
Yes.

She looks apprehensively pleased as she is shuttled behind the curtain. As she is, yet another thug leads Mal, Zoe and Jayne down the stairs. Badger doesn't look at them, heading for his desk.

BADGER (cont'd)
You're late.

MAL
You're lying.

Everybody tenses as Badger turns.

BADGER
What did you just say to me?

MAL
You're well aware we landed two hours
'fore we planned to, with all the
goods you sent us after intact and
ready to roll. So your decision to
get tetchy and say we're late means
you're looking to put us on the
defensive right up front. Which
means something's gone wrong and it
didn't go wrong at our end so why
don't we start again with you telling
us what's up?

A beat. A mean little smile from Badger.

BADGER
You're later than I'd like.

MAL
Well I am sorry to hear that.

Badger site, Briefly holds up what appears to be digital paper: A clear, pliable piece of plastic with words and images running across it, constantly changing.

BADGER
If you'd gotten here sooner, you
might've beaten the bulletin that
came up saying a rogue vessel,
classification 'Firefly', was spotted
pulling illegal salvage on a derelict
transport.

MAL
They didn't ID us. Doesn't lead to
you.

As he speaks he sticks an apple on a rusty old peeler, slowly turns it.

BADGER
No, it doesn't. But the government
stamp on every molecule of the cargo
just maybe might.

Zoe looks at Mal - -that's what he didn't say when he examined the bars.

BADGER (cont'd)
Oh, you noticed that. You were gonna
hand over imprinted goods and just
let me twist, is that the case?

MAL
We didn't pick the cargo.

BADGER
And I didn't flash my ass at the
gorramn law. There's no deal.

ZOE
That ain't fair.

BADGER
Crime and politics, little girl: the
situation is always fluid.

JAYNE
Only fluid I see here is the puddle
of piss refusing to pay us our wage.

Mal shoots Jayne a look that shuts him right up.

Mal steps forward and Badger rises -- hands go to guns, but Mal is reasonable of tone.

MAL
Doesn't have to go this way. You
know you can still unload those
goods. So I can't help thinking
there's something else at work here.

As he talks, two more girls are hustled in. They are nudged, and both smile at Badger.

BADGER
(re: one)
Yes.
(re: other)
No.
(to Mal)
I don't like you.

He makes a face, reconsidering --

BADGER (cont'd)
(to his thug, re:
other)
Dyeahh.... yes.

The girl is pushed through the curtain after the first one. Badger calls after them:

BADGER (cont'd)
But keep her in the back, yeah?

MAL
I'm not asking you to like me --

BADGER
(overlapping)
What were you in the war, a Sergeant?
Sergeant Malcolm Reynolds, Balls and
Bayonets Brigade, big tough veteran,
now you got yourself a ship and
you're a captain! Only I think
you're still a Sergeant, see. Still
a soldier, man of honour in a den of
thieves.
(in his face)
Well it's my gorramn den and I don't
like the way you look down on me.
I'm above you. Better than. I'm a
businessman, yeah? Roots in the
community. You're just a scavenger.
You're a bagman, Mal; you come and go
at my beck and I say you go. Get out.

MAL
Maybe I'm not a fancy gentleman like
you with your... very fine hat... but
I do business. We're here for
business.

BADGER
Try one of the border planets --
they're a lot more desperate there.
Of course they might kill you, but
you stay here and I just know the
Alliance'll track you down. I have
that feeling.

Long beat. Mal is inches from starting a firefight -- Jayne is less than inches. Zoe merely waits to back Mal's play.

But Mal turns to go. As he's leaving, he says:

MAL
Wheel never stops turning, Badger.

BADGER
That only matter to the people on
the rim.

They are about gone when Badger stops Mal with:

BADGER (cont'd)
Hey Mal!
(Mal turns)
That war -- how'd that turn out for
you? You come out on top?

Mal says nothing, exits. Badger smiles, starts eating the apple peel.

EXT. EAVESDOWN DOCKS - LATER

We are now following Mal, Zoe and Jayne back to the ship.

JAYNE
I don't understand why we didn't
leave that sumbitch in a pool of his
own blood.

MAL
We woulda lost.

JAYNE
Well, I guess you're the expert on
that.

MAL
(not breaking stride)
You figure this is a good time to
rile me? You honestly think that?

ZOE
We'll sell the goods on Boros, no
problem.

MAL
Boros is too big. It's crawling with
Alliance, they could just be waiting
for us.

ZOE
You really think Badger'd sell us out
to the Feds?

MAL
If he hasn't already.

JAYNE
Gettin' to be so a man can't do an
honest day's crime.

MAL
It's like the bastard called it:
We'll have to hit one of the border
planets on the way and hope we can
make a deal. We could maybe to hook
up with Patience...

JAYNE
Who's Patience?

ZOE
Works out of Whitefall, one of the
Athenian moons.

MAL
It's possible she's in need of what
we got. And government trace won't
scare her.

ZOE
Not much does.

JAYNE
You trust her?

MAL
'Bout as much as I'd trust a baby to
a pack of Reavers. But that don't
matter now. Alliance catches us with
government goods, we'll lose the
ship.

Zoe realizes what that means to Mal. They have reached Serenity by now -- Mal is looking at it as he speaks. Zoe stops him.

ZOE
Sir, maybe we should just dump 'em.

MAL'S POV: still looking Serenity, he sees Kaylee welcoming another passenger, introducing himself as:

DOBSON
Dobson... Thank you...

He stumbles, nearly dropping his luggage -- he's just a bit bumbly and sweet. Over this we hear:

MAL
We don't get paid for this, we won't
have enough money to fuel the ship,
let alone keep her in repair. She'll
be dead in the water anyhow.
(Mal turns to the
others)
We just gotta keep our heads down and
do the job. Pray there ain't no more
surprises.

He is standing by the airlock ramp as he says it, looking at:

ANGLE: A BOX. Being loaded on by Wash on a dolly/truck is, among a few other things, a clearly special, futuristic-looking dark blue box with many dials and readouts.

The box clears frame to reveal SIMON, a young, clearly affluent man. He wears a dark suit and round glasses. He seems to be looking directly at Mal, then glances over to the box.

SIMON
(to Wash)
Please be careful with that.

KAYLEE
Mal, this is Simon. This is our
captain.

Both men size each other up, neither particularly anxious to make conversation.

SIMON
Captain Reynolds.

MAL
Welcome aboard.
(to Kaylee)
This all we got?

ANGLE: IN THE CARGO BAY

We see Zoe talking to Wash, giving him the bad news.

INT. BRIDGE - DAY

Wash is prepping her for take off, sees a signal, flips a switch.

WASH
Inara. You're just in time.

INARA (O.S.)
Let me guess. We're in a hurry.

WASH
Looks like. Port hatch green for
docking.

INARA (O.S.)
Locked in five. Four.

EXT. SERENITY - CONTINUING

As Inara's flying shuttle locks onto a side of the still-parked ship.

INT. INARA'S SHUTTLE - CONTINUING

As she feels the lurch of lock. She doesn't leave the pilot's seat.

INT. BRIDGE - CONTINUING

Wash turns, calls back:

WASH
The Ambassador has returned.

He is talking to Zoe, who moves to the

INT. CARGO BAY/AIRLOCK - CONTINUING

And calls down to Mal, who is stowing cargo with Jayne:

ZOE
We got a full house, Captain.

He turns to the airlock:

MAL
Kaylee. Lock it up!

EXT. AIRLOCK - CONTINUING

Kaylee looks around once...

KAYLEE
(softly)
All aboard...

ANGLE: SIMON

As he passes his box, looking at it, looking coldly at Mal.

EXT. PERSEPHONE - DAY

As Serenity shoots away from the atmosphere and into the black of space.

END OF ACT ONE


Act Two

EXT. SPACE - LATER

Serenity moves silently through. It is a tiny light in the black of space.

INT. PASSENGER'S SECTION/DINING ROOM - LATER

We see Dobson hurriedly coming up the stairs from the passenger section to the upstairs dining area as Mal has already begun addressing the other two passengers. Zoe and Kaylee are up there as well.

MAL
Meals are taken here in the dining
area, the kitchen is pretty much self
explanatory, you're welcome to eat
what there is at any time, what there is
is pretty standard fare, I guess,
protein in all the colors of the
rainbow. We do have sit-down meals,
the next being at about 1800 --

KAYLEE
(excited)
I think Shepherd Book has offered to
help me prepare something.

MAL
(to Book, less
excited)
You're a Shepherd.

BOOK
Thought the outfit gave it away. Is
it a problem?

KAYLEE
Of course not!
(to Mal)
It's not a problem, 'cause it's not.

MAL
No.
(to the bunch)
As I said, you're welcome to visit
the dining area any time.
Apart from that, I have to ask you to
stay in the passenger dorm while
we're in the air. The bridge, the
engine room and the cargo bay are off
limits without an escort.

SIMON
Some of my personal effects are in
the cargo bay.

MAL
I figure you all got luggage you'll
need to get into. Soon as we're done
here we'll be happy to fetch 'em with
you. Now I have to tell you all one
other thing and I apologize in
advance for the inconvenience --
Unfortunately, we've been ordered by
the Alliance to drop some medical
supplies on Whitefall. It's the
fourth moon on Athens, a bit out of
our way, but we should have you on
Boros no more than a day off
schedule. Is that gonna be all right
for everyone?

BOOK
Jake by me...

SIMON
What medical supplies?

MAL
I honestly didn't ask.

ZOE
Probably plasma, insulin, whatever
they ain't got enough of on the
border moons.

MAL
Alliance says jump...

SIMON
All right.

These two clearly already don't trust each other. Book watches the both of them, sensing the dynamic.

DOBSON
I'm supposed to be meeting my wife's
sister. I've only got a few days to see
her...

ZOE
I wish there was another way...

DOBSON
Oh, no, no. That woman is like a
dragon. I mean, I believe she has a
tail. If there's any other moons we
need to visit, or if we could just
fly very slowly...

The tension is broken -- people smile at Dobson's disarming relief.

MAL
One last thing, I forgot -- Your
Firefly is a solid boat, but she's
older... We've been having a bit of
interference with our aeronautics,
the new frequencies... I need to ask
you all to stay off the cortex, at
least til we get to Whitefall. We
should be able to correct the problem
there.

He smiles: the bland, cold smile of a liar.

INT. CARGO BAY - LATER

People are getting the luggage they need. Dobson is spilling clothes out of his case -- he's a perpetual bumbler. Simon is also placing things into an elegant little valise -- all while eyeing his special blue box.

Book places something wrapped in tissue into a wooden box, hands it to Kaylee, who beams at him.

ANGLE: THE SECOND SHUTTLE HATCH

opens, showing Inara's shuttle. She steps out of it, in a simple but elegant dress. The hatch opens onto a catwalk that runs above the space in an 'X', the opposite side being the entrance to the first shuttle. She descends stairs as the group notices her.

MAL
The Ambassador graces us with her
presence.

Book looks up -- and Inara does indeed look the part of a lady of state.

MAL
Hello, Mal. I see we have some new
faces.

KAYLEE
Hey you.

INARA
Hey you.

There is a sweetness between those two. Not so much with Mal, whom Inara approaches.

MAL
Ambassador, this is Shepherd Book.

INARA
I'd have to say this is the first
time we've had a preacher on board.

BOOK
Well, I wasn't expecting to see a
state official, either.
(takes her hand, bows
slightly)
Ambassador.

Mal laughs. Inara glowers at him.

BOOK (cont'd)
I'm missing something funny.

KAYLEE
(glaring at Mal)
Not so funny.

INARA
"Ambassador" is Mal's way of --

MAL
She's a whore, Shepherd.

Book's clearly a little thrown. And disapproving.

KAYLEE
The term is "Companion".

MAL
Yeah, but the job is whore.
(to Inara)
How's business?

INARA
None of yours.

MAL
(to Book)
She is pretty much our ambassador.
There's plenty of planets won't even
let you dock without a decent
Companion on board. This isn't a
problem for you, is it?

BOOK
Well, I... no, I certainly...

INARA
(turns to go)
It's all right. I mostly keep to
myself.
(passing Mal)
When I'm not whoring.

MAL
Don't you wanna meet the rest of the
bunch?

INARA
Why don't you make sure they want to
meet me first.

Inara and Kaylee head out together.

KAYLEE
So how many fell madly in love with
you and wanted to take you away from
all this?

INARA
Just the one. I think I'm slipping.

INT. DINING ROOM - CONTINUING

Kaylee has made her way up with the box, lays it on the counter. Quietly excited, she opens it, looks in. A beat, then she pulls out a strawberry. It's just as red and luscious as it could be. She smells it, slowly puts it in her mouth, eyes closing. Watching her savor it is not an entirely unsensual experience.

She swallows it. Smiles, broad and bright.

INT. DINING ROOM - LATER

We see a sparse but none-the-less inviting spread - Book and Kaylee have made a salad of tomatoes, and grilled up some root vegetables along with the pasta and protein/starch mush that is the usual diet of space travellers. To us, not much. To this crowd, a banquet.

People are gathering, sitting, helping themselves to things -- everybody's moving and talking over each other and everyone's there save Wash and Inara.

ZOE
Oh, this is incredible.

BOOK
It's not much -- I had a garden at
the Abbey, thought I should bring
what I could.

SIMON
It's very kind of you to share with
all of us.

ZOE
I'm gonna make a plate for Wash...

BOOK
(to Simon)
Well, it won't last, and they're
never the same when they're frozen.
The important thing is the spices.
A man can live on packaged food from
here til Judgement Day if he's got
enough Marjoram.

DOBSON
(over this, to Jayne)
Can you pass me the tomatoes?

He does, after taking several slices. People settle.

BOOK
Captain, would you mind if I say
grace?

MAL
Only if you say it out loud.

A beat -- Mal has broken the mood. He starts eating, others follow. Book lowers his head a moment, as do Kaylee, Dobson, and Jayne, then they eat as well.

SIMON
So, does it happen a lot? Government
commandeering your ship, telling you
where to go?

MAL
That's what governments are for. Get
in a man's way.

DOBSON
But it's good, if the supplies are
needed...

JAYNE
Yeah, we're just happy to be doing
good works.

DOBSON
I hear a lot of the border moons are
in bad shape. Plagues, and famine...

ZOE
Well, some of that's exaggerated, and
some of it ain't. All those moons --
just like the central planets,
they're as close to Earth-That-Was as
we could make 'em: atmosphere,
gravity and such, but...

MAL
Once they're terraformed, they'll
dump settlers on there with nothing
but blankets and hatchets and maybe
a herd. Some of them make it, some
of them...

SIMON
Then I guess it's good we're helping.

KAYLEE
(to Simon)
You're a Doctor, right?

SIMON
Oh. Uh, yes. Yes, I was a trauma
surgeon on Osiris, in Capital City.

MAL
Long way from here.

KAYLEE
(to Simon)
You seem so young. To be a doctor.

SIMON
(changing the subject)
You're pretty young to be a ship's
mechanic.

KAYLEE
No how. Machines just got workings,
and they talk to me.

BOOK
That's a rare gift.

KAYLEE
Not like being a doctor, helping fix
people, that's important. It's kind
of comforting to have a doctor on
board.

JAYNE
Little Kaylee just wishes you was a
gynecologist.

Kaylee, visibly humiliated, looks down.

MAL
Jayne. You'll keep a civil tongue in
that mouth or I will sew it shut, is
there an understanding between us?

JAYNE
(pushing)
You don't pay me to talk pretty.

MAL
Walk away from this table. Right now.

A beat, and Jayne goes, grabbing a bunch of food as he does. Everyone is silent a moment.

SIMON
What do you pay him for?

MAL
What?

SIMON
I was just wondering what his job is.
On the ship.

Mal stares a moment.

MAL
Public relations.

INT. INARA'S CHAMBER - LATER

Inara is kneeling, robe pooled at her waist. She is sponging off -- the only kind of bathing you'll find on this ship. A knock on the hatch.

INARA
(in Chinese)
Come in.

Book enters. She is facing mostly away from his, but she sees it's him. She continues to bathe herself, running the sponge over her breasts, more in defiance than seduction.

BOOK
If I'm not intruding...

INARA
Not at all.

She pulls her robe up, in no great hurry, as she turns to him.

INARA (cont'd)
I expected you.

BOOK
Can't really say the same, myself.

INARA
So. Would you like to explain to me
the wickedness of my ways?

BOOK
Do you never come to supper with the
others?

INARA
Sometimes, I --

BOOK
I saved you some food. I cooked up
some fresh vegetables, a salad... If you
wanted to... forgive me, I
haven't got a lot of experience
with --

INARA
Whores?

Book's face clouds.

BOOK
Captain Reynolds has no call to speak
about you like that.

INARA
He dislikes pretension.

BOOK
Still, a lady shouldn't --

INARA
Please don't delude yourself,
Shepherd. The captain is a sadistic
boor, but I am a companion. And
right now, a lecture on antiquated
notions of moral turpitude is --

BOOK
Not my intent. I like that word,
though. turpitude. You just don't
hear it enough. But no.

A beat, as she shifts, trying to figure him out...

INARA
Well, you should know I have a strict
policy about never sleeping with
crew -- or passengers.

BOOK
Ma'am, I'm sorry to tell you that I
have no interest in your body, or
what you do with it. It's true, I'm
a Christian, and we don't exactly
celebrate the flesh trade, but that's
your business. It's perfectly legal.
And I'm beginning to suspect it's the
only business on this boat that is.

A beat, a she laughs. He smiles disarmingly.

BOOK (cont'd)
Fact is, I don't know how long I'm
gonna be with you all. I always
heard that by law, Companions are
educated in the literary arts,
philosophy and whatnot. Among, well
other things but I just thought it
might be nice to be able to talk once
in a while.

INARA
You think you and I would have things
to talk about? Don't you think our
perspectives might be a little at
odds?

BOOK
Doesn't scare me none. I come to
this world to learn, not to preach.
Well, sometimes to preach, but I can
control it. But what I got out there
is a bunch of people don't much wanna
talk about anything. Your captain's
a particularly tight-lipped fellow.

INARA
He can be a little brusque, but he's
a decent man.