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Firefly | |
"Dead or Alive" | |
Episode # : 1AGE06 | |
Story # : | |
Written by : Cheryl Cain | |
Directed by : Marita Grabiak | |
WRITERS DRAFT : August 16, 2002 | |
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TEASER | |
EXT. SERENITY RAMP - NIGHT | |
After they donate car a motley group of immigrant workers walk down the ramp onto the dirt of a border planet. MAL and an equally motley bulbous man, the CASHIER, count them as they walk off. | |
MAL | |
Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. | |
Seventeen. | |
CASHIER | |
(bored) | |
Sixteen. | |
MAL | |
Hey, that beefy guy easily ate enough | |
for two. | |
CASHIER | |
Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. | |
Mal points to a skinny guy off to the side of a larger guy. | |
MAL | |
I believe we’re up to nineteen. | |
CASHIER | |
He was number seven. | |
MAL | |
Guess you could be right. Must’ve | |
forgot his knapsack. Eighteen. | |
ZOE follows the last two guys down the ramp. | |
CASHIER | |
Nineteen. Twenty. | |
MAL | |
And done. | |
The cashier hands Mal a wad of bills. Mal starts to count it. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Not that I don’t trust you... but I | |
don’t trust you. | |
Mal counts the last bill. Looks at the Cashier. Beat. The Cashier gives him two more bills. Grumbles, ambles off. | |
ZOE | |
Ever full with the customer | |
relations, sir. | |
MAL | |
He works for the Alliance. | |
ZOE | |
And we worked for him which would | |
technically mean we also worked for | |
the Alliance. | |
MAL | |
Yep. Have to say not unhappy to be | |
makin’ a buck off ’em. | |
ZOE | |
Ah, change is good. The crew ? | |
MAL | |
Like the makin’ money off the | |
Alliance bit, but really don’t want | |
to push it by takin’ part in their | |
celebratin’... makes me all twitchy. | |
Zoe just looks at him. | |
MAL | |
Fine, but — | |
KAYLEE comes running down the ramp. Followed by JAYNE and BOOK. | |
KAYLEE | |
We’re goin’ to the fair. | |
MAL | |
An hour. Sixty minutes. Nothing | |
more, nothing less, Miss Kaylee. | |
KAYLEE | |
No need to do a flippy-hiss, Capt’n. | |
We gotcha. | |
Mal gives her money. Then Jayne and Book. | |
MAL | |
Don’t spend it all in one place. | |
Kaylee puts one arm through Book, another through Jayne. | |
KAYLEE | |
You can win me stuff. | |
BOOK | |
My pleasure. Always have enjoyed | |
guessing games. | |
JAYNE | |
Nope. I win it. I keep it. | |
Mal hands money to Wash. Wash swings his arm around Zoe’s shoulders. | |
WASH | |
Let’s go get us some of those curly | |
carrots. Love ’em deep fried. | |
Wash starts to move her off. Zoe stops him, turns to Mal. | |
ZOE | |
Capt’n ? | |
WASH | |
(dropping his arm) | |
Yeah, dad. Can we go ? Promise to be | |
home before midnight. | |
Zoe gives him a look. | |
MAL | |
Go. Wouldn’t want to be responsible | |
for cold curly carrots. | |
ZOE | |
Thanks, sir. | |
They move off. Not quite as happily as before. Mal, money in hand, turns to the next person in line. It’s INARA. | |
MAL | |
(bit awkward) | |
Guess I’m not giving you money. | |
INARA | |
No. | |
MAL | |
(smilin’) | |
Well, unless there’d be some kind of | |
benefit for the exchange of said | |
money... | |
INARA | |
Definitely, no. | |
MAL | |
Then I suppose the least I can do is | |
escort you to the fair. | |
INARA | |
How adolescent... and charming of you. | |
They start to walk off when Mal notices SIMON at the top of the ramp. Mal approaches him. | |
MAL | |
Hey. | |
SIMON | |
River has never been to a fair and | |
she hasn’t had a chance to do much | |
that is fun in awhile... | |
MAL | |
Alliance jail could be fun. | |
SIMON | |
Of course, I just, had to ask. For | |
River. She’ll understand. | |
MAL | |
(beat) | |
Sure. | |
Mal moves back down the ramp to Inara. | |
INARA | |
Everything okay ? | |
MAL | |
Kids wanted to go to the fair. | |
They step away. PULL BACK AND UP to the windows of the bridge where RIVER wistfully looks out. | |
DISSOLVE TO : | |
EXT. FAIR - NIGHT | |
It’s a wonderland of lights, tents, games, a carnival atmosphere. The fair’s splayed out in a field in front of a large factory. A mixed crowd of border folk and Alliance meander the festivities. Kaylee with a coiled-shaped cotton candy walks into frame alongside Book. | |
KAYLEE | |
You shouldn’t feel bad you didn’t | |
guess the fat lady’s weight. I | |
actually thought it was quite sweet | |
to drop fifty pounds. | |
BOOK | |
Seemed a wise choice. | |
KAYLEE | |
She was an awfully big lady. | |
(spinning) | |
Don’t you just love a fair ? | |
BOOK | |
(chuckling) | |
Have you always been this happy ? | |
KAYLEE | |
From the day I was born’d. Seems | |
like on all the choices, happy just | |
belonged to me. | |
They pass ; | |
JAYNE | |
Who’s throwing darts at the last yellow balloon left on a game wall. Five unsuccessful darts surround the balloon. Jayne steadies, carefully throws his last dart. It misses. | |
JAYNE | |
Gorramn it ! | |
Jayne pulls out his knife and just skewers the last balloon. The vendor quickly hands him the big prize, a green fuzzy TURTLE, then struggles to pull out Jayne’s knife. Jayne happily admires his turtle. Passing him are ; | |
ZOE AND WASH | |
Wash eats from a carton of fried curly carrots. | |
WASH | |
Just sayin’ that every once in awhile | |
it’d be nice to not have to clear | |
every single thing. | |
ZOE | |
For the last time, he’s the Captain. | |
WASH | |
Let out some of the starch, darling. | |
You’re not in the military anymore. | |
ZOE | |
It’s not that, it’s... | |
WASH | |
Yeah, yeah. Who you are. The code. | |
They pass ; | |
MAL AND INARA | |
Inara has her eyes closed and a plastic ring in her hand. In front of her in a booth is a SPINNING BALL with lots of long pointy sticks attached. Mal next to her, guides her arm. | |
INARA | |
Why do I have to close my eyes ? | |
MAL | |
Makes it more challenging. | |
Inara tosses the ring. It almost nails the vendor who’s helping someone else on the other side. Inara opens her eyes. | |
INARA | |
How’d I do ? | |
MAL | |
Perhaps challenging was not the best | |
place to start. | |
Mal picks up a few rings. Tosses one. He makes it. | |
INARA | |
I do end up doing the most | |
interesting things with... since I | |
came aboard Serenity. | |
MAL | |
Now you can’t tell me that an | |
attractive lady like yourself has | |
never been escorted to a fair ? | |
INARA | |
(laughing) | |
They weren’t quite the thing where I | |
was raised. | |
Mal stops, not loving that comment, then tosses another ring. Makes it again. | |
MAL | |
Poor little Inara, not allowed to get | |
her hands dirty with us common folk. | |
INARA | |
(taken aback) | |
That’s not what I — | |
(Mal throws another) | |
I guess not everyone’s lucky enough | |
to fulfill their lifelong dream of | |
becoming an expert ring tosser. | |
Inara stalks off. Mal drops the rest of the rings on the edge. Follows her. Doggin’ her steps. | |
MAL | |
Where I was raised, we’d celebrate | |
the foundin’ of Shadow with a fair, | |
just like this one. That is until | |
the Alliance outlawed our quaint | |
celebration. It was a little against | |
unification spirit. Guess your folk | |
wouldn’t mind though, with it not | |
exactly being "quite the thing." | |
They’ve stopped near a stage where an Alliance mucky-muck, COMMANDER TANAKA, dedicates the new factory. A large banner hangs above him, ALLIANCE REWARDS THOSE WHO REWARD THEMSELVES. | |
TANAKA | |
Thanks to the good Alliance people of | |
Verbena, our gear shift factory is | |
opening ten days ahead of schedule. | |
The crowd around the stage CHEERS. Mal claps, HOLLERS. | |
MAL | |
Oh, yeah. Let’s all hear it for the | |
good Alliance. | |
INARA | |
Mal. | |
MAL | |
Just being supportive. Oh, sorry, | |
did that offend you. You probably | |
supported ’em in the war. | |
Inara doesn’t say anything. Mal stares at her. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Guess we really aren’t "quite the | |
thing", are we ? | |
Kaylee races up, pulls on Inara’s sleeve. | |
KAYLEE | |
You have to come see the tattoo guy. | |
His tattoos keep changin’ colors. | |
There’s this one it’s a sunrise. | |
(looking at them) | |
Am I interruptin’ ? | |
INARA | |
No. | |
MAL | |
Wouldn’t touch those tattoos if I | |
were you, be a shame if you got your | |
hands all dirty. | |
Inara lets Kaylee drag her off. Mal turns back to Tanaka. | |
TANAKA | |
Verbena was scarcely surviving, | |
barely more than a piece of barren | |
rock, but now with the Alliance | |
factory opening you and your families | |
will be able to lead full and | |
satisfying lives. | |
MAL | |
Mal turns and runs right into, LIEUTENANT QUILLAN, 40’s, tough female head of security on this planet. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
(fake cheerleader) | |
Go Alliance. | |
He turns to quickly leave when ; | |
BOOOOOOM !!! | |
The factory spectacularly blows up. A huge fireball goes into the sky and shards of metal and wreckage are strewn into the crowd. The force of the explosion knocking people to the ground, including Mal. | |
END OF TEASER | |
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ACT ONE | |
EXT. FAIR - NIGHT | |
Mal struggles to his feet a bit dazed. Carnage all around. People crying, screaming, bleeding. Parents desperately hunt for their children among the smoke and wreckage. | |
Mal starts moving, searching the devastation for his people. Like everyone else his clothing is dirty, bits of ash, debris on it. Finally sees Inara laying on the ground on her side. Rushes over to her. | |
MAL | |
Inara. | |
She moves, stunned but unhurt, starts to sit up. Mal helps her. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Are you okay ? | |
INARA | |
Yeah. You ? | |
MAL | |
Fine. | |
INARA | |
What happened ? | |
(quickly looks around) | |
Kaylee ? Kaylee ! | |
KAYLEE (O.S.) | |
I’m here. | |
They both turn. A dazed Kaylee walks up. Kneels down next to both of them. Hugs Inara. Inara looks up at Mal. | |
INARA | |
The others ? | |
MAL | |
I don’t know. | |
CUT TO : | |
EXT. FAIR - CONTINUOUS | |
Over near a decimated tent, Zoe and Wash help each other stand, brush each other off. Speechless as they soak in everything around them. | |
WASH | |
Sure you’re okay ? | |
ZOE | |
(trying to smile) | |
Think we lost your curly carrots. | |
Wash puts an arm around her shoulders, leans into her. | |
WASH | |
You can always buy me more. | |
Zoe leans back into Wash, thankful. | |
WASH (cont’d) | |
What the hell happened ? | |
ZOE | |
Concussion bomb. Probably tied into | |
the factory’s power grid. Local | |
remote trigger. | |
WASH | |
Okay. Thanks. Doesn’t make me feel | |
better. | |
ZOE | |
We need to find everyone else. | |
Wash nods. They move out. | |
CUT TO : | |
EXT. FAIR - CONTINUOUS | |
Jayne sits up, knocks a couple pieces of burnt wood off himself. The turtle, a bit singed, sits in Jayne’s lap. Jayne’s hand clutched around it. | |
JAYNE | |
Jayne stands. His turtle’s neck took a hit, it’s a bit floppy with stuffing coming out. Jayne pushes the stuffing back in. Tucks the turtle under his arm, starts moving. | |
CUT TO : | |
EXT. FAIR - CONTINUOUS | |
Mal and Kaylee help Inara stand. Zoe and Wash come up behind. Mal turns to them. | |
MAL | |
We need to get out of here. | |
ZOE | |
Sir ? | |
WASH | |
Thanks, no really we’re good. Fine. | |
A little bruised. You ? | |
MAL | |
This place is going to be crawling | |
with Alliance security. | |
He glances at Inara and Kaylee. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Head back to the ship. We’ll find | |
Book and — | |
Jayne approaches, turtle in hand. Holds it up. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Jayne. | |
JAYNE | |
singed my turtle. | |
They all just stare at him. | |
ZOE | |
Let me find a medic. | |
JAYNE | |
Thanks. | |
Kaylee looks around at all the wreckage, sees bodies not moving, crying children, so much destruction. A man, AZURIA CALVERT, 50’s, farmer-type hugs his dead wife. Kaylee turns to Mal. | |
KAYLEE | |
Who would do this ? | |
MAL | |
Not for us to find out. | |
Mal nods at Inara. | |
INARA | |
(to Kaylee) | |
Time to go. | |
Kaylee lets herself be led away. Mal turns to Wash. | |
MAL | |
Go with ’em. | |
WASH | |
Yeah, I know. Get the ship ready to | |
fly. Copy. | |
Wash with one last glance at Zoe, follows Kaylee and Inara. He catches up with Kaylee, puts his arm around her. | |
Mal looks around, finally sees Book. Book’s picked up a man’s shoulders and is dragging him toward a large tent being used as a triage center. Mal jogs over to him, grabs the man’s feet, walks with Book. | |
BOOK | |
Thanks. | |
MAL | |
No problem. | |
They walk into ; | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - CONTINUOUS | |
Where people are trying to help the injured. Mostly confusion at this point. Book and Mal set the guy on a table. A woman comes over to check him out. Mal and Book step aside. | |
MAL | |
We need to be leavin’. | |
Book shakes his head. | |
BOOK | |
There’s work to be done here. | |
MAL | |
In case you’ve forgotten, Shepherd, | |
we’ve got two Alliance fugitives on | |
our ship. | |
BOOK | |
(pointing behind Mal) | |
Afraid not anymore. | |
Mal turns. Simon’s rushed inside carrying his medical bag. He moves over to a groaning man, starts shouting orders as he examines the man. | |
SIMON | |
We need to categorize the injuries, | |
identify the most critical. | |
A woman rushes over to Simon as he starts pulling things out of his bag. | |
MAL | |
Son of ! | |
Zoe comes up behind Mal. | |
ZOE | |
Sir ? | |
Mal nods toward Simon | |
MAL | |
Looks like we’re stayin’ a bit. | |
BOOK | |
Good. We can use the help. | |
Book moves toward the entrance to the tent. Mal looks at Zoe, then follows. | |
EXT. FAIR - NIGHT - LATER | |
Mal and Zoe clean off their hands at a pump water faucet. A crowd mills around the open area. Some trying to clean-up, some still moving wreckage. But many just angry and frustrated. | |
MAL | |
Simon should be done in a couple of | |
hours. As soon as he is we’re outta | |
here. | |
ZOE | |
Captain. | |
Zoe nudges Mal. An officious Alliance officer, CORPORAL GRAYSON, 20’s, comlink in hand, quickly moves toward Lt. Quillan. | |
GRAYSON | |
We ran the manifest from the factory | |
through the cortex and flagged one of | |
the workers. Suspicious background. | |
Quillan takes the comlink. Looks at an image of, DECLAN EVERTON, late 20’s, a few paragraphs of text next to the image. Quillan quickly scans it. | |
QUILLAN | |
Independent in the war. Let’s bring | |
him in. | |
GRAYSON | |
We’re searching for him now. | |
MALE VOICE (O.S.) | |
An independent did this ? | |
Quillan spins around. She didn’t realize the crowd had come so close to her. An ANGRY LOCAL stands right behind her. The crowd is pressing up behind him. | |
ANGRY LOCAL | |
Who is it ? | |
QUILLAN | |
Not your business. | |
ANGRY LOCAL | |
Not our business ? This is our town. | |
These were our people. | |
QUILLAN | |
(to Grayson) | |
Reinforcements. | |
Grayson moves off. Quillan turns back to the crowd. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
Alliance justice will handle this man. | |
ANGRY LOCAL | |
It’s one of those gorramn brown | |
coats, right ? | |
CROWD VOICE #1 | |
Had to be from the factory. | |
CROWD VOICE #2 | |
That guy, working electric, he never | |
drank with us. | |
QUILLAN | |
Settle down ! | |
CROWD VOICE #1 | |
Yeah, too good for us. Lyin’ sack | |
of — | |
CROWD VOICE #2 | |
Saw ’im at the saloon. | |
The crowd starts surging. | |
QUILLAN | |
(shouting) Stop it. Now. Stop ! | |
The angry local just pushes past her. | |
ANGRY LOCAL | |
Out of our way. | |
The mob surges with the angry local. | |
MAL AND ZOE | |
Watch from the side. They talk quietly. | |
MAL | |
This is gettin’ ugly. | |
ZOE | |
What do you want to do ? | |
MAL | |
Grab Simon. It’s time to go. | |
As the crowd moves all around them. Mal and Zoe quietly walk toward the triage tent. They pass a group of bodies. | |
Azuria touches his wife’s face, unable to believe she’s gone, kisses her forehead, not even paying attention to the commotion all around him. SHOUTS ring out. Azuria looks up. | |
CROWD VOICE #1 | |
We’ve got ’em. | |
More SHOUTS are heard as the crowd surges closer to ; | |
MAL AND ZOE | |
Who’ve stopped moving. They fade into the background. The surging crowd drags a man past them. The guy wears a brown coat similar to Mal’s. Zoe and Mal look at each other. | |
The mob drops the guy in the middle of the crowd. They angry local kicks him. | |
ANGRY LOCAL | |
Murderous independent. | |
Azuria breaks through the crowd, pushes the angry local to the side and just starts whaling on the independent. | |
BANG ! Lt. Quillan shoots her gun into the air. Grayson and a couple of armed Alliance soldiers are with her. | |
QUILLAN | |
The next person to touch that man is | |
dead. | |
The crowd and Azuria reluctantly back away from the barely breathing man. Quillan reholsters her gun, grabs some papers from Grayson, weeds through the people. Gets to the guy, bends down, turns him over. He’s a mess. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
(to crowd) | |
It’s not him. | |
Quillan stands. The crowd starting to quiet. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
We know who the culprit is and he’s | |
no longer in town. He’s taken a land | |
shuttle. | |
She nods to her soldiers who pick up the mistaken guy and move him out of the crowd. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
There’s a bounty for whoever captures | |
this guy. <$10,000> But he has to | |
be brought in alive. If anyone harms | |
the target they’ll face Alliance | |
justice. | |
Mal snorts at that. Zoe elbows him to be quiet. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
Every available ship in port is now | |
under my control. Alliance personnel | |
and volunteers will be assigned to | |
each in order to go after and | |
apprehend the target. Captains | |
please report to Corporal Grayson. | |
A couple of men head over to Grayson. Mal and Zoe share a look. Quillan walks straight up to Mal. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
Captain Reynolds. | |
MAL | |
Yep. | |
QUILLAN | |
I’ll be going with you. | |
MAL | |
(beat) | |
Shiny. | |
Quillan hands him a piece of paper. | |
QUILLAN | |
Our target. Have your ship ready to | |
go by oh-one-hundred. | |
She walks back to Grayson. Mal glances down at the picture. | |
ZOE | |
We can tell them we’re grounded. | |
Kaylee can fake a problem with the | |
engines. Shouldn’t be that hard. | |
MAL | |
Pissin’ hell ! | |
ZOE | |
Sir ? | |
He nudges her. Shows her the picture of Declan. | |
ZOE (cont’d) | |
It’s Private Everton. | |
MAL | |
(beat) | |
Guess we’re going a’posseing. | |
Mal crumbles up the paper. Throws it on the ground. | |
END OF ACT ONE | |
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ACT TWO | |
EXT. SERENITY RAMP - NIGHT | |
Mal speaks with Inara, who has River next to her. | |
MAL | |
Don’t talk to anyone. | |
INARA | |
Thanks, Mal. I think I’ve got that | |
covered. | |
MAL | |
Okay, fine. But don’t let moonpie | |
talk to anyone, either. You think | |
you can handle these guys but... just | |
don’t let your guard down. | |
Inara bristles a bit, but then River motions Mal over to her, like she has a secret. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Yeah ? | |
RIVER | |
Purple elephants are flying. | |
MAL | |
Good. Thanks for the update. | |
Lt. Quillan approaches. Mal turns to Inara. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
The Alliance has assured us the delay | |
won’t be too long, Miss. | |
Inara nods, starts walking River down, her hand on River’s arm. Quillan stops her as they pass. | |
QUILLAN | |
My apologies for the inconvenience. | |
INARA | |
It’s no problem. I hope you catch | |
the monster responsible. | |
QUILLAN | |
We will. | |
RIVER | |
(happily) | |
I’m going to the fair. | |
Quillan looks at her strangely. Mal steps up, motions Inara and River down. | |
MAL | |
If you’ll stop bothering my paying | |
customers, we can be off. | |
QUILLAN | |
There’ll be three others joining us. | |
Two skeevy looking bounty hunters, JONAH, a talker, and MATHER, a grunter, come up. Jonah checks out Serenity. | |
JONAH | |
Well, shoot, doubt this piece of | |
rustin’ dust would be able to find a | |
stick of dynamite up a donkey’s ass. | |
MAL | |
Well, lucky for us there’s no donkeys | |
on this planet. | |
They move into the cargo bay as Azuria comes up. Azuria doesn’t even look at them. Just walks up and into the cargo bay. His big SHOTGUN strapped to his back. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
(to Quillan) | |
Fun group. Better be able to control | |
’em. They disrupt my ship and I’m | |
tossing ’em off. | |
QUILLAN | |
I don’t need to remind you, Captain, | |
who’s in charge here. | |
MAL | |
Never had no doubts about that. | |
QUILLAN | |
We’re checking the northern sector. | |
I’ll give your pilot the coordinates. | |
Quillan walks up. Mal looks around, then follows. | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - NIGHT | |
In a quiet corner, Book prays over an elderly male body. Beat. Pulls the sheet over his head. Then moves onto the next body. There’s a whole row of them. | |
PULL BACK to see the energy and flurry all around of people trying to save lives. It’s a hodgepodge of folks. Most not really knowing what they’re doing, but trying. They’re making due with whatever they can find. | |
Simon’s the only one with any real triage experience. He’s currently bandaging a drooping man around his ribs. He sees ; | |
INARA AND RIVER | |
Enter the tent. River races over to him. | |
RIVER | |
Simon. Simon. The fair. | |
Inara quickly approaches. | |
INARA | |
(to Simon) | |
I’m sorry. I didn’t think anywhere | |
else was safe. | |
SIMON | |
No, it’s fine. | |
RIVER | |
Cotton candy. Play. Play ! | |
Simon glances at some Alliance soldiers helping others over against a far wall. Simon grabs Inara’s hand. Places it on the bandage. | |
SIMON | |
Hold this steady, firm. | |
INARA | |
(uncertain) | |
Okay. | |
Simon leads River over to a quiet corner. Simon sits her down. River drops down cross-legged on the dirt. | |
SIMON | |
Please, River. Wait here. | |
RIVER | |
Pretty blue ocean. Waves crashed. | |
Castle all knocked down. | |
SIMON | |
You have to be quiet, good. Please. | |
It’s important. | |
River smiles. Starts playing. Running her fingers through the dirt, making circular patterns. Simon watches her for a beat. Then moves back to Inara. | |
SIMON (cont’d) | |
Thank you. | |
INARA | |
What should I do ? | |
Simon hands her a roll of bandages. | |
SIMON | |
Tie it off. | |
INARA | |
Simon, I’m good with anatomy, but not | |
like this... | |
SIMON | |
You’ll do fine. | |
(off her unsure look) | |
Will you do fine ? | |
INARA | |
Sure. | |
Simon nods, then starts cleaning his tools to go onto the next patient. Inara starts awkwardly to finish the bandage. A flurry at the tent pulls both their eyes. | |
Two Alliance soldiers with Grayson hovering next to them bring in a stretcher. | |
GRAYSON | |
Doctor ! | |
SIMON | |
Over here. | |
Simon points to the empty table next to Inara. They bring over the stretcher. Set it down. It’s Commander Tanaka. He’s issuing orders even though he’s in great pain. His arms wrapped around his stomach. | |
TANAKA | |
Grayson, update. | |
GRAYSON | |
(to Simon) | |
They just got him free, the wreckage | |
had him trapped. | |
TANAKA | |
Now ! | |
Grayson rushes off. Simon worried, looks over to River, who still quietly plays, then to Inara. Inara shares his look. Not sure what to do. They hear the RUMBLE as ; | |
EXT. TOWN - NIGHT - EFFECT | |
A shiny Alliance shuttle rises. Followed by three spaceships of various shapes and sizes, none of them particularly elegant or new. The final lift-off is Serenity. All the ships going off in different directions. | |
INT. SERENITY BRIDGE - NIGHT | |
Wash flies, checks his controls in the background while Mal and Zoe discuss. | |
ZOE | |
Everton... come on, he was so by | |
the book he’d get upset if I pissed | |
without getting your approval to | |
leave. | |
MAL | |
Remember when he wanted to write up | |
Winters because he wouldn’t shave. | |
ZOE | |
Well, it was a pretty stupid lookin’ | |
mustache. | |
MAL | |
Yeah, only time I ever agreed with | |
him. Just like the Alliance to want | |
to convict a man with no evidence. | |
ZOE | |
We need to reach him first. | |
MAL | |
If we don’t, he’s gonna be railroaded | |
or worse, dead, if that lynch mob | |
gets to him. | |
Quillan enters. Zoe goes to check on Wash. | |
Mal (cont’d) | |
Lieutenant. Anything yet from the | |
other ships ? | |
QUILLAN | |
No. | |
MAL | |
(all conversational) | |
So, do you guys have anything on this | |
guy other than he was an independent ? | |
QUILLAN | |
I have my men checking other leads, | |
but to be honest Captain, this feels | |
right. | |
MAL | |
Really ? And you deduced that by some | |
sort of intuition... | |
QUILLAN | |
I deduced that by the fact that he | |
ran. | |
MAL | |
Sure. Gotcha. Good logic. Seems | |
all matter of smart... | |
(beat) | |
Course, guess I’d run too if I had a | |
herd of yokels lookin’ to beat the | |
horses’ snot out of me. | |
Quillan checks out Mal’s brown coat. | |
QUILLAN | |
You’re an independent. | |
MAL | |
Was called that at one time. | |
Loaded stare. Then Quillan gets a BEEP from her comlink. She takes it off her belt. Reads it. | |
QUILLAN | |
They’ve found a trail. | |
Mal shares a look with Zoe. | |
INT. SERENITY DINING ROOM - NIGHT | |
Jayne sits at the table with Jonah and Mather. They’re comparing weapons. Jayne has out his big-ass gun. Jonah’s more sleek, shiny while Mather has a wicked looking energy powered crossbow. They all ignore Azuria who sits in the corner. Jonah lifts Jayne’s gun. | |
JONAH | |
Nice heft. | |
JAYNE | |
You should see the hole it can make | |
in a man. | |
Jayne holds his hands five inches apart. | |
JONAH | |
Sweet. But for pure accuracy can’t | |
beat my compressed airgun. Cut clean | |
through a roach’s butt at hundred | |
yards. Course, not as pretty as | |
Mather’s. | |
Jonah picks up the crossbow, tosses it to Jayne. Kaylee walks in, ignores the boasting at the table and goes to get herself some coffee. | |
JONAH (cont’d) | |
Nuclear power pack, 200 psi, titanium | |
arrows, go through ten inches steel. | |
JAYNE | |
Could work. Personally, I would’ve | |
gone with the T4 model at 300 psi, | |
but it’ll get the job done. | |
Mather GRUNTS. Kaylee sees Azuria, walks over to him. | |
KAYLEE | |
Did they offer you any coffee ? It’s | |
a bit sludgy and gross-tasting, but | |
the punch’ll keep ya goin’ till dawn. | |
Azuria doesn’t look up as he talks. | |
AZURIA | |
No, thank you. | |
KAYLEE | |
Um, okay. | |
Kaylee turns to go, but turns back. Heart on her sleeve. | |
KAYLEE (cont’d) | |
I saw you. At the fair, well, after | |
the fair, after the... I’m so sorry. | |
Was that your — | |
AZURIA | |
No, thank you. | |
KAYLEE | |
Okay, you don’t want to talk, I don’t | |
blame you, but if you ever feel like | |
you do — | |
AZURIA | |
No. | |
Beat, then Kaylee moves away. Cues in on what’s being said at the table. | |
JONAH | |
So, me and Mather, all into this | |
factory gig, just came in on a ship | |
yesterday. Couldn’t be as bad as | |
some other we’ve done | |
before. But now that job’s all and | |
done. | |
JAYNE | |
(shakin’ his head) | |
Can never depend on no job. | |
Mather just GRUNTS again. | |
JONAH | |
But then this bounty thing came up | |
and hey, I can shoot. This could be | |
a deal, maybe be even better. Make | |
more doing this then working at that | |
ruttin’ factory for a month. | |
Jayne sets down Mather’s weapon. Sits up straighter in his chair. Kind of squares off with Jonah. | |
JAYNE | |
Nothing personal with all that bad | |
luck and your fancy weapons and such, | |
but just so we’re clear... the | |
bounty’s mine. | |
JONAH | |
(squaring back) | |
Now, not that I don’t appreciate a | |
man who’s all boasty about his | |
weapons, but — | |
Kaylee steps up to the table. | |
KAYLEE | |
What are you saying ? | |
JAYNE / JONAH | |
Huh ? | |
KAYLEE | |
(disgusted) | |
You insensitive louts. Have you no | |
shame. People lost their lives and | |
all you can think about is money. | |
She smacks Jayne on the head. Storms out. | |
JAYNE | |
Hey ! | |
Jayne rubs his head. The other louts laugh. Azuria never moves. | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - NIGHT | |
Inara finishes bandaging a little girl’s arm. Inara wears a white apron over her clothes. | |
INARA | |
You’ll be okay now, sweetie. | |
Inara picks up the little girl and looks around for someone to take her, but everyone’s busy. She’s not sure what to do. Someone taps her on her arm. She turns. It’s River, holding out her arms. | |
INARA (cont’d) | |
That’s all right, River. I’m sure | |
her mother is around here somewhere. | |
RIVER | |
(sad) | |
Mother gone. | |
River runs her hand down the little girl’s hair. | |
INARA | |
(hugs the girl) | |
Oh. | |
SIMON (O.S.) | |
Inara ? | |
River holds her arms out again. Inara hesitates. | |
SIMON (cont’d ; O.S.) | |
Inara ! | |
Inara hands the little girl over to River. River smiles at the girl and then carries her back to where she was sitting. | |
EXT. VERBENA SKYLINE - NIGHT - EFFECT | |
The winking lights of the five ships, including Serenity, can be seen in the darkness as the ships fly a similar path. | |
INT. SERENITY BRIDGE - NIGHT | |
Wash’s flying as Zoe enters. | |
ZOE | |
Captain should be right behind me. | |
WASH | |
Thanks. | |
Wash checks something else on his controls. Keeps watching those as he talks with Zoe. | |
WASH (cont’d) | |
Zoe ? | |
ZOE | |
Yeah. | |
WASH | |
What if this guy, you know, did it ? | |
ZOE | |
Trust me, darling, this guy couldn’t | |
even tie his shoelaces if it wasn’t | |
described to him using step-by-step | |
graphics. | |
WASH | |
Sure. | |
(beat) | |
But, well... people change. | |
ZOE | |
All we want to do is hear his story. | |
We at least owe him that. | |
MAL (O.S.) | |
Besides, I trained this guy... | |
Mal steps into the discussion. Zoe straightens. | |
Mal (cont’d) | |
One would hope he’d have a smarter | |
escape plan that limping along in a | |
land shuttle. | |
(to Wash) | |
What’s up ? | |
WASH | |
I’ve been tracking his flight plan. | |
We’ll be on him in another hour, easy. | |
MAL | |
And ? | |
WASH | |
For the last the | |
pattern the shuttle is flying has | |
continually repeated. Every zig, | |
every zag. A little too precise with | |
a human at the wheel. | |
Mal and Zoe look at each other. | |
MAL | |
He bailed out. Knew we’d catch up to | |
him. | |
ZOE | |
Do you think the other ships’ll pick | |
up on it ? | |
MAL | |
Wish I could count on ’em being | |
stupid, but our luck’s never been | |
that good. | |
(to Wash) | |
Track it back, see where he dropped. | |
I’ll go explain it to our guests. | |
Wash nods, turns back to his controls as Mal exits. | |
INT. SERENITY FORWARD CORRIDOR - NIGHT | |
Mal talks with Quillan. | |
QUILLAN | |
You’re not trying to keep me away | |
from the target, are you, Captain ? | |
MAL | |
Yes. Your instincts are incredible. | |
QUILLAN | |
Actually, my instincts are usually | |
pretty dead on. And right now | |
they’re telling me you’re not sharing | |
everything you know. | |
MAL | |
Fine. I’ll turn the ship back around | |
and we can follow all the other | |
dupes, and when we take down an empty | |
ship, then — | |
QUILLAN | |
Okay. We’ll play it your way. | |
Mal nods, turns to go back to the bridge. | |
QUILLAN (cont’d) | |
Captain ? | |
MAL | |
Yes ? | |
QUILLAN | |
Pulled up your service record. | |
MAL | |
And ? | |
QUILLAN | |
You were very loyal to your troops. | |
An admirable quality, but I hope that | |
you’re not under any illusions that | |
just because this man was an | |
independent, that he’s innocent and | |
needs your protection. | |
MAL | |
(shrugs) | |
The war was awhiles back. Now I’m | |
just looking to make that bounty. | |
Mal turns back to the bridge. Quillan’s not convinced. | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - NIGHT | |
Simon uses his fancy tools to save Tanaka. Inara assists, blood smeared on her apron, her arms. Tanaka’s barely conscious. Simon has a metal tool holding the wound open. | |
SIMON | |
Keep this steady. | |
Inara does. Tries not to look down. Simon reaches in to do something icky that we don’t see. Grayson appears. Simon sees him, continues to operate as he talks. | |
SIMON (cont’d) | |
Not now. Whatever fell on him caused | |
internal bleeding and since we don’t | |
exactly have x-ray equipment here | |
I’ve had to operate. | |
But Tanaka stirs. Spots Grayson, struggles to talk. | |
TANAKA | |
Report. | |
GRAYSON | |
In can — | |
TANAKA | |
Grayson ! | |
GRAYSON | |
They believe the target had dropped | |
onto land, they’re currently heading | |
to the estimated drop zone. | |
Book’s come up near Simon and Inara. Putting clean bandages to the table behind them. | |
TANAKA | |
Who ? | |
GRAYSON | |
He was a private in the war. | |
Independent. | |
TANAKA | |
(difficulty breathing) | |
Damn brown coats. Should’ve wiped | |
out when had chance. | |
BOOK | |
Leans closer to Inara as she grabs some of the bandages he just put down. | |
BOOK | |
(quietly) | |
Always thought you needed a bit more | |
evidence to convict a man than the | |
color of his coat. | |
INARA | |
So did I. | |
Inara turns back to help Simon. | |
EXT. SERENITY RAMP / FOREST EDGE - NIGHT | |
Mal, Zoe, Jayne, Quillan, Jonah, Mather and Azuria come down Serenity’s ramp, each holding glowsticks. They’re part lantern, part flashlight. Mal checks out the landscape as Quillan preps the troops. | |
QUILLAN | |
Keep in constant contact. We don’t | |
know how dangerous this man is. | |
Assume that he’s armed. | |
JONAH | |
(hefting his gun) | |
Not a problem. | |
Mal quietly pulls Jayne away from the others. Mal motions toward the opposite side of the clearing. | |
MAL | |
(whispering) | |
That direction. Like we talked. | |
JAYNE | |
Give ’em the show. | |
MAL | |
Yeah. But — | |
Jayne’s already taking off, storming through the group. | |
JAYNE | |
Watch out. | |
(sniffin’) | |
I got the scent. | |
Jayne examines the bushes. Sniffs one more time. Then RACES headlong into the bushes. | |
JAYNE (cont’d) | |
(laughing gleefully) | |
He’s mine ! | |
The others follow him, except for Zoe. Who heads over to Mal. | |
MAL | |
(finishing his | |
sentence) | |
... don’t overplay it. | |
ZOE | |
Not full with the finesse. | |
MAL | |
At least he’s effective. | |
JAYNE (O.S) | |
Stay away you freaks ! | |
Lots of Jayne CRASHY noises in the distance. Mal sadly shakes his head, them moves in the opposite direction. | |
MAL | |
(all business) | |
Denser brush this way. | |
They move into it. | |
EXT. FOREST - NIGHT | |
Jayne tromps through the forest. Shining the flashlight part of his glowstick in front of him. Searching behind trees, rocks, etc. | |
JAYNE | |
Come out, come out, wherever you are. | |
We won’t hurt you... much. | |
Slowly stalking behind him are Jonah, Mather and Azuria. All with weapons out. | |
EXT. FOREST - NIGHT | |
Mal and Zoe go carefully through the forest. Zoe squats down to check a bush. Mal sees a broken branch. | |
MAL | |
(quietly) | |
Over here. | |
Zoe stands, goes to him. They continue moving. | |
EXT. FOREST - NIGHT | |
Quillan follows Jayne’s path. Jayne and troop make noise in front of her. She stops. Looks around. Then turns back. | |
EXT. FOREST CLEARING - NIGHT | |
Mal and Zoe quietly enter. Mal watching the ground. He stops by a very thorny looking bush. | |
ZOE | |
(whispering) | |
Think he’s holing up ? | |
MAL | |
It’s what I taught him to do. | |
ZOE | |
So, your superior tracking skills are | |
gonna find him... | |
MAL | |
Correction. My superior tracking | |
skills have found him. | |
Mal coolly reaches into the bush and proceeds to STICK himself on a couple of thorns. Quickly pulls his hand out. Sucks on a finger. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Ouch ! Gorramn it, Declan. Come out ! | |
DECLAN EVERTON, late 20’s, nervous noodge, crawls out, looks at Mal, surprised. | |
DECLAN | |
Sgt. Reynolds ? Zoe ?!? | |
Mal looks at Zoe, smug. | |
EXT. FOREST - NIGHT | |
Quillan, now with her gun out, has completely separated from Jayne’s group. She quietly continues on her path. | |
EXT. FOREST CLEARING - NIGHT | |
Declan’s shaking Mal’s hand. Zoe’s. | |
DECLAN | |
I ran as soon as I heard where that | |
crowd was headed. Was sure they were | |
gonna get me... God, it’s good to | |
see you guys. | |
ZOE | |
You, too. | |
DECLAN | |
(to Mal) | |
I didn’t do it, Sgt. Reynolds. I | |
swear. | |
Mal puts his hand on Declan’s shoulder. | |
MAL | |
I know. | |
And Mal CLOCKS him. Knocks him to the ground. Zoe looks at Mal surprised. Quillan steps into the clearing, gun raised. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
(calmly) | |
We’ve apprehended your bounty. | |
Quillan checks them all out. Still a little suspicious, but she walks up to them. | |
QUILLAN | |
Good. | |
Mal and Zoe roughly pull a quiet Declan to his feet. Quillan finally holsters her weapon, steps forward and cuffs Declan’s hands in front of him. KA-CHUNK. They all turn. Azuria has his shotgun aimed right at Declan. | |
END OF ACT TWO | |
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ACT THREE | |
EXT. FOREST CLEARING - NIGHT | |
Azuria still has his shotgun aimed straight at Declan. Quillan steps between them, into the line of fire, gun in her hand. Zoe and Mal off to the side, assessing. | |
QUILLAN | |
You don’t want to do this. | |
AZURIA | |
If you don’t move than I’ll just | |
shoot right through you. | |
QUILLAN | |
This man is going back to stand | |
trial. Step back. | |
Mal comes closer to Azuria. Azuria doesn’t waver, but ; | |
AZURIA | |
Stop movin’ ! | |
Mal stops. | |
QUILLAN | |
If you don’t set down your gun, I’ll | |
be forced to kill you. | |
AZURIA | |
I’m already dead. Nothing else | |
matters except I take this | |
with me. Now move ! | |
Quillan stands firm. Declan stays entrenched behind her. | |
Mal | |
(casually) | |
This really isn’t the way to do this. | |
AZURIA | |
Shut up ! | |
MAL | |
No, I mean you need to angle higher | |
if you’re hoping to shoot both of ’em. | |
Mal carelessly moves forward as he talks. Zoe fades further to the side, watching Mal, unsnaps the button holding her gun. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Though I’d step back a pace if I were | |
you, it’ll be a might bit messy with | |
all that blood and gore and | |
everything. | |
AZURIA | |
(to Quillan) | |
Move. Please. | |
Quillan lets Mal talk. | |
MAL | |
Not that I don’t get your reasons and | |
everythin’, but come on you’re not a murderer. And that’s what you’d be, | |
if you pulled that trigger. | |
AZURIA | |
Thirty years we been married, last | |
week. Not always best of times being | |
out here, but we were there for each | |
other, always there. Couldn’t think | |
of my life without her, can’t think... | |
MAL | |
Then you need to ask yourself... | |
would your wife really want you to | |
throw away your life like this. | |
Azuria hesitates for a second, then steadies his shotgun. | |
AZURIA | |
Azuria’s finger starts pressing the trigger. Mal, realizing he’s going to shoot, moves toward him. | |
Suddenly, SPOTLIGHTS from the other ships shine down, dirt stirring up from the downdraft. Azuria looks up, startled. Mal wrestles the shotgun out of his hand. | |
MAL | |
It’s over. | |
AZURIA | |
(spits at Mal’s feet) | |
It’ll never be over. | |
MAL | |
Anger. Good emotion. Let’s get that | |
all out. | |
Quillan’s clamped a hand on Declan’s arm. Uses her other hand to talk into her comlink. Mal turns to Zoe, who has her gun sights on Azuria. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Take him back to the ship. | |
Zoe pushes Azuria in front of her. Quietly turns to Mal. | |
ZOE | |
Movin’ speech, sir. | |
MAL | |
Really ? I was afraid it might’ve | |
come off a little insincere. | |
Zoe just moves Azuria away. Mal walks over to Quillan. Mal points toward the ships above them. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Gonna let them set down ? Not that I | |
don’t think you can keep ’em all from | |
lynching our target, you know you | |
being so successful with just that | |
one guy... | |
QUILLAN | |
They’re not landing. | |
MAL | |
Good. | |
QUILLAN | |
But they will be escorting us back to | |
town. | |
Quillan grabs Declan, pushes him in front of her. Starts walking. Mal glances up at the other ships, then follows. | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - NIGHT | |
A weary Inara carries clean water through the room. She loses her grip on the bucket. It slips, dropping to the floor sloshing water onto the dirt, onto her shoes. | |
INARA | |
Inara bends down next to the bucket, tired. Bit overwhelmed. | |
RIVER (O.S.) | |
(sweet voice) | |
And the beautiful princess every | |
night prayed for her handsome | |
prince... | |
Inara stands, turns. Behind her is River, who’s currently surrounded by a group of children. Some bandaged, most sleepy. Another child is added to the group as Inara watches. | |
RIVER | |
... to fight through the terrible ivy | |
of thorns and climb up to her room | |
and slay all the wicked, evil | |
demons... | |
Inara smiles at the spellbound children. Then takes a deep breath, picks up the bucket and moves on. She threads back through the people and tables to Simon. | |
Grayson’s back near Tanaka’s head. Inara sets the water on a table. Starts to clean the blood off some of the utensils, places them next to Simon. Simon’s hands are still in Tanaka. | |
SIMON | |
Thank you. I’ve cauterized one | |
laceration and if I can just reroute | |
this crushed artery — | |
Tanaka GROANS. Barely conscious, in major pain. | |
GRAYSON | |
Help him ! | |
SIMON | |
Local’s wearing off. He’s lost too | |
much blood to be put completely under. | |
Tanaka GROANS again. Simon loads some liquid into his hypo- gun, presses it into Tanaka’s neck. Beat. Tanaka SIGHS, visibly relaxes. Looks at Grayson. | |
GRAYSON | |
Sir ? | |
TANAKA | |
Go. Get estimated time. | |
GRAYSON | |
Yes, sir. | |
Grayson hurries off. Tanaka can’t feel anything below his neck. | |
Gathers more strength without the pain, though still pretty breathless. | |
TANAKA | |
Pain gone. | |
SIMON | |
You may feel good but it’s just an | |
illusion. You need to relax. I | |
should be done soon. | |
TANAKA | |
What give me ? | |
Simon pays more attention to what he’s doing, then what he’s telling Tanaka. | |
SIMON | |
Moxoceline B. | |
TANAKA | |
Fancy stuff for border doctor. | |
Inara looks up at Simon. Then puts her hand on Tanaka’s shoulder. | |
INARA | |
Please don’t exert yourself. | |
TANAKA | |
(ignoring her) | |
Not to mention tools. | |
Without Tanaka seeing it, Inara puts her hand on Simon’s arm, squeezing it to warn him. | |
TANAKA (cont’d) | |
Who are you ? | |
Simon glances quickly up at Inara. | |
INT. SERENITY BRIDGE - NIGHT | |
Wash at the controls. Zoe talks with Jayne behind him. | |
ZOE | |
I want you to have your gun ready. | |
Be prepared. | |
JAYNE | |
For what ? To run or fight ? | |
ZOE | |
Either. Both. | |
JAYNE | |
No ruttin’ way. We earned that | |
bounty. | |
WASH | |
(spins around) | |
Wash stands. Faces Zoe. | |
WASH (cont’d) | |
Gun handy ? You’re not thinking about | |
shooting a fed. Tell me you’re not | |
gonna freakin’ shoot an Alliance | |
officer. | |
ZOE | |
Do you know what they’ll do to Declan | |
if we take him in ? | |
WASH | |
What ? He’ll get a fair trial. | |
ZOE | |
Yeah, right. From the Alliance. | |
WASH | |
Well, unless he’s guilty. | |
ZOE | |
That hasn’t been proven. And until | |
it is we don’t abandon one of our men. | |
JAYNE | |
Hey, I wasn’t in no war with you. He | |
isn’t one of my men. | |
ZOE | |
Don’t be stupid. | |
JAYNE | |
What did I sign up on... good ship | |
suckers. | |
ZOE | |
I said be ready, gorramn it. So be | |
ready. | |
Zoe storms out. Wash pissed, drops into his chair, spins it back to the controls. Jayne kicks the wall. | |
INT. SERENITY SPARE CREW QUARTERS - NIGHT | |
Declan still in cuffs, paces while Mal leans against the downed ladder. | |
DECLAN | |
A shuttle. That’s all I’d need. | |
Okay, maybe a little money, but I | |
promise I’ll pay you back. | |
MAL | |
Hold for a minute. Firstly, I need | |
the story of what happened back there. | |
DECLAN | |
I swear I was just helping ’em build | |
the factory. It wasn’t the best job, | |
but it’s a to get any | |
work after the war. No one wants to | |
hire an independent. I’m | |
untrustworthy just cause we lost. | |
MAL | |
Yeah. Been there. | |
DECLAN | |
You know the Alliance’ll just pin | |
this on me so it looks like they’re | |
actually doing something out here. | |
I don’t want to cause trouble for you | |
or your crew, Sarge, but... we were | |
on the same side, you’ve got to get | |
me outta here. | |
Boots THUNK above Mal’s head. He looks at Declan. Puts his finger over his lips. Quillan comes down. | |
MAL | |
Lieutenant. | |
Quillan waits until she’s down and facing Mal to show she overheard. Declan sits on the bed, let’s them fight it out. | |
QUILLAN | |
You served with this man. | |
MAL | |
I was his sergeant. | |
QUILLAN | |
And you didn’t tell me. | |
MAL | |
Seemed wise at the time. | |
QUILLAN | |
Sure. | |
(beat, then pissed) | |
Gorramn it, Captain, how do you think | |
this makes you look ? | |
MAL | |
Why don’t you tell me. | |
QUILLAN | |
Like you helped him. Like I’m a | |
sucker for trusting you. God, did | |
you not see all those people dead. | |
All those lives destroyed. | |
MAL | |
(icy) | |
I was there. | |
QUILLAN | |
Obviously not, if you’re helping this | |
murderer. | |
MAL | |
There’s been no proof that he is or | |
that we’re involved, but hey, if your | |
intuition’s goin’ then how can the | |
facts compare to that. | |
Beat. | |
QUILLAN | |
We know who you are. Your ship, your | |
crew. There’s nowhere you could run. | |
MAL | |
Now you’re threatening me. | |
QUILLAN | |
Not threatening, warning. Now get | |
out. No one is allowed access to the | |
prisoner from this point on. | |
Off Mal, pissed. | |
INT. SERENITY PASSENGER QUARTERS - NIGHT | |
Kaylee steps in from the corridor. She’s carrying a tray of mushy food for Azuria. | |
KAYLEE | |
Thought you might be a bit hungry. | |
Azuria doesn’t even respond. He’s sitting on the bed. She sets the food on a table next to him. | |
KAYLEE (cont’d) | |
It’s not that good, but supposedly | |
nutritious. Isn’t it amazin’ | |
that the things that are so good for | |
ya, always taste the worse. | |
No response, so Kaylee starts moving back to the door. Azuria raises his bloodshot eyes to Kaylee. | |
AZURIA | |
(quietly) | |
You ever love anyone so much that you | |
couldn’t imagine taking a breath | |
without ’em being there to hear it ? | |
To share it. | |
KAYLEE | |
(stuck) | |
No. | |
(beat) | |
But if I did, maybe I’d want to make | |
sure the person responsible for | |
’em dying would also end up just as | |
dead. | |
Kaylee exits into ; | |
INT. SERENITY PASSENGER HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS | |
Kaylee rests against the side, upset. She pushes herself up, turns to go and almost runs right into Jayne. Jayne’s got his turtle under his arm. | |
JAYNE | |
Hey ! | |
KAYLEE | |
Sorry. | |
JAYNE | |
Got any thread ? | |
Jayne holds up the turtle, neck is almost gone. | |
JAYNE (cont’d) | |
His floppy neck’s makin’ me sad. | |
KAYLEE | |
No. | |
Kaylee moves to go around him. Jayne checks her out. | |
JAYNE | |
That ruttin’ yokel didn’t pester you | |
or anythin’ ? | |
KAYLEE | |
No. I’m okay. | |
JAYNE | |
Don’t look it. | |
KAYLEE | |
Come on, Jayne silly, you know me... | |
I’m always okay. | |
Kaylee goes past him. Jayne watchin’ her. Jayne looks at his turtle, glances in the direction that Kaylee went, looks at his turtle, like he just might give it to her. | |
JAYNE | |
Nah. | |
He tucks the turtle back under his arm. Walks on. | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - NIGHT | |
Simon’s been fielding Tanaka’s questions, and the strain is showing. Inara’s next to him. Simon never looks up from the surgery as he talks. | |
TANAKA | |
From where ? | |
INARA | |
Please, you need to conserve your | |
strength. | |
TANAKA | |
Answer. | |
SIMON | |
I told you the core. | |
TANAKA | |
Why here ? | |
INARA | |
Commander. | |
SIMON | |
I’d never been off-planet before last | |
year. I just wanted a chance to | |
see more of the universe. To travel. | |
TANAKA | |
Persphone ? | |
SIMON | |
I’ve visited many different worlds | |
since then, Persephone might have | |
been one of them. | |
TANAKA | |
(beat) | |
You’re a liar, bad one. Will find | |
out why. | |
SIMON | |
(looks right at him) | |
If you continue to talk and keep your | |
adrenaline levels high, then it won’t | |
matter what you find out because | |
you’re going to bleed out and be dead. | |
Simon turns back to the surgery. But not before glancing over at River. | |
PUSH IN | |
On River telling her story to the children. She’s smiling, enjoying herself. | |
RIVER | |
(sweetly sing-songy) | |
And then the beautiful princess got | |
tired of waiting for her handsome | |
prince and tried to escape, but they | |
found her and to punish her they | |
locked her in a smelly, white, cold | |
room where the evil blue demons | |
strapped electrodes to her face and | |
started to shock her. Zap, zap, zap, | |
until she couldn’t stop screaming. | |
Only no one could hear. | |
River’s still smiling, the kids not so much. In fact, they’re just a little bit freaked out by the story and by the freaky lady telling it. | |
INT. SERENITY CARGO BAY - NIGHT | |
Mal and Zoe finish checking a weapons stash that’s hidden in one of the secret compartments. | |
MAL | |
No one’s gonna tell me what to do on | |
my ship before I figure out what I’m | |
gonna do. | |
ZOE | |
Then you know what you’re gonna do ? | |
They close up the compartment, stand up. Start walking toward the door. | |
MAL | |
No. | |
(beat) | |
But if we run we’ll be flagged in the | |
cortex and become sittin’ ducks for | |
any Alliance cruiser sailin’ by. | |
They walk through the door into ; | |
INT. SERENITY PASSENGER LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS | |
They continue to talk as they pass the infirmary. | |
ZOE | |
Okay, then we don’t run, which means | |
we don’t fight. | |
MAL | |
Yep. | |
ZOE | |
(bit frustrated) | |
Then we sit on our butts and let | |
Declan fry ? He’s one of ours. | |
MAL | |
Thank you, Queen of the not helpful, | |
I know that. | |
ZOE | |
Well, time’s short and not that I | |
don’t enjoy watching you mull over a | |
brilliant plan, sir, but — | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Hey, if you — | |
Mal stops. Looks at the door where they were keeping Azuria. It’s wide open. He and Zoe look at each other. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
And start running up the stairs. Both pulling out their guns as they go. They end up in the ; | |
INT. SERENITY REAR CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS | |
Mal and Zoe race through that into ; | |
INT. SERENITY DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS | |
And stop quickly as they almost trip over an unconscious Jonah. Zoe bends down, examines him. | |
ZOE | |
Alive. But his gun’s missing. | |
They stand, continue through the dining room into ; | |
INT. SERENITY FORWARD CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS | |
Mal and Zoe step by the open hatch where Declan is being held. The ladder is down. Mal, gun in his hand, slides down the ladder into ; | |
INT. SERENITY SPARE CREW QUARTERS - CONTINUOUS | |
Mal lands, turns. But all is quiet. Zoe drops down behind him. Azuria’s on the ground, eyes staring, neck broken, dead. | |
MAL | |
What ?!? | |
A GROAN behind Mal. In the corner is Quillan, knocked out, starting to come around. | |
ZOE | |
Declan ? | |
MAL | |
He’s going for a shuttle. Check on | |
Quillan. Tell Jayne to find the | |
other yokel and sit on him. | |
Mal starts climbing. | |
INT. SERENITY FORWARD CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS | |
Mal jumps up onto the foredeck, gun still out, races into the forward stairwell leading into ; | |
INT. SERENITY CARGO BAY - CONTINUOUS | |
And is HIT in the jaw right as he enters. He goes end over end down the stairwell, ending with a THUMP on the catwalk. His gun goes flying over the edge. | |
Mal stumbles to his feet. Above him Declan closes and LOCKS the door. Declan turns, has Jonah’s gun at his side. Starts coming down the stairs. | |
DECLAN | |
Sorry about that, Sarge. Thought it | |
was the fed. | |
MAL | |
(standing) | |
Sure. Not a problem. What the hell | |
is going on ? | |
DECLAN | |
That yokel tried to kill me. | |
MAL | |
That I can believe. | |
(rubbing his jaw) | |
Gotten a little better on the punches. | |
DECLAN | |
I’ve got to get out of here. | |
MAL | |
You didn’t have to break his neck. | |
DECLAN | |
It was instinct, I swear. | |
MAL | |
Sure. | |
Mal moves toward Declan. Declan raises his gun a bit. | |
DECLAN | |
You do believe me, don’t you, Sarge ? | |
Mal stops. | |
END OF ACT THREE | |
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ACT FOUR | |
INT. SERENITY CARGO BAY - CONTINUOUS | |
Declan still has his gun raised on Mal. Declan starts moving back on the catwalk toward the shuttle. Mal casually follows. | |
MAL | |
Sure, I believe you. | |
DECLAN | |
Just let me take the shuttle. You | |
can tell the Alliance that I held a | |
gun on you. | |
MAL | |
Which you happen to actually be doing. | |
DECLAN | |
Not by choice. | |
Mal leans back against the railing. | |
MAL | |
So, you did do it. | |
That stops Declan. Declan looks at Mal for a beat. Seems to calm, become stronger, tougher. | |
DECLAN | |
And if I did ? | |
MAL | |
It was an Alliance factory. Why | |
would I give a | |
about that ? | |
Declan isn’t completely sold. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Course, am a bit pissed that your | |
explosion almost took out my people. | |
Hell, almost took out me. | |
DECLAN | |
Would’ve warned you if I’d known. | |
MAL | |
No you wouldn’t have. Trained you | |
better than that. Never take your | |
eyes off the target. | |
They hold a look. Declan finally relaxes. | |
DECLAN | |
God, Sarge. You had me a bit worried | |
there. | |
Mal laughs, moves a little closer. | |
MAL | |
Should kick you on your ass for leaving me | |
with a knocked out Alliance fed on my | |
ship, though. | |
DECLAN | |
We could solve both our problems, | |
drop her out an airlock, make a run | |
for it. | |
MAL | |
That we could. | |
Mal casually touches one of the hanging chains. | |
MAL (cont’d) | |
Or we could not. | |
Declan looks at him and Mal SLAMS the chains into his face. Kicks the gun out of his hand. It falls over the side of the catwalk. | |
They stand facing each other. The chain swinging between them. | |
DECLAN | |
Guess this changes things. | |
MAL | |
Might. | |
DECLAN | |
You turnin’ me in ? | |
MAL | |
Thinkin’ about it... | |
Declan starts inching toward the shuttle. Mal keeps pace. | |
DECLAN | |
It was an Alliance factory. Those | |
gears are an essential part of a new | |
line of military skiffs. You do | |
remember what those skiffs did to our | |
men on the field ? | |
MAL | |
But they’re not using those skiffs on | |
us anymore. | |
DECLAN | |
For now. But the next time a planet | |
decides that maybe it would like to | |
celebrate one of their own holidays, | |
what do you think is going to happen ? | |
That the Alliance is going to say go | |
ahead ? Hey, we’ll all bring cake. | |
MAL | |
But it wasn’t just the factory you | |
blew up. | |
DECLAN | |
Commander Tanaka is the top-ranking | |
official in this sector. | |
MAL | |
And all those people, children ? | |
DECLAN | |
This is war. Acceptable casualties. | |
You remember that, don’t you, Sarge ? | |
MAL | |
Isn’t war when they’re not shootin’ | |
at you. Then it’s just plain murder. | |
Declan launches at Mal and Mal’s only too happy to throw down with this guy. Mal takes a punch and then throws one. | |
They grapple on the catwalk. Slip to the ground. Rolling one way then the other, almost going over the sides. | |
DOWN BELOW | |
Zoe and Quillan race in though the door by the infirmary. Quillan pulls out her gun. Puts her sights on Declan. Zoe pushes Quillan’s gun down. | |
ZOE | |
He needs to do this. | |
Quillan gets it, nods. | |
DECLAN | |
head butts Mal. Mal grabs Declan by the shirt, tosses him over his head. | |
They both slowly stand, never taking eyes off each other. | |
DECLAN | |
What happened to the great Sgt. | |
Reynolds who had a cause, who | |
believed in one ? | |
MAL | |
The war ended. We lost. | |
Mal and Declan launch again. It’s nasty and messy. Declan lands a pretty vicious right hook and Mal stumbles back. | |
Mal grabs the hanging chains and pushing off the railing, he swings, kicks Declan in the chest. | |
Declan sails over the side of the railing. Lands on a pile of boxes, crushing them. | |
Mal looks over the side, Declan slightly stirs, out but alive. Mal wipes the blood off the side of his face. | |
INT. TRIAGE TENT - DAY | |
TIGHT on Simon’s exhausted face. His freaked out emotions. | |
TANAKA (O.S.) | |
I can always smell a liar. Trying to | |
save your sister, weren’t you ? | |
Simon furiously looks around. Seems like all the people are watching him. He keeps spinning back to the Alliance soldiers. They seem to be coming closer, closer. | |
TANAKA (cont’d ; O.S.) | |
Pathetic ! You can’t help her, you | |
can’t even help yourself. | |
A hand reaches out, touches Simon on the shoulder, startling him out of his spin. It’s Book. | |
BOOK | |
Son, you okay ? | |
Simon looks down. Tanaka is dead, been dead for awhile. His eyes, lifeless, staring out. Simon takes a breath. | |
SIMON | |
I thought he was going to make it. | |
(beat) | |
There must have been another blocked | |
artery. It burst. He bled to death. | |
Book reaches down. Closes Tanaka’s eyes. | |
BOOK | |
I’m sure you did everything you | |
could, right ? | |
But Simon doesn’t answer. Book stares at him, worried. | |
BOOK (cont’d) | |
Right ? | |
Stricken, Simon looks at Book. | |
SIMON | |
I don’t know. | |
Beat. They both look up as the RUMBLE of the ships returning is heard. | |
EXT. SERENITY RAMP - DAY | |
Mal and Quillan walk a handcuffed Declan down between them. Quillan has a bandage on her forehead. The other two don’t look much better. No one says anything. | |
INT. TENT - DAY | |
Quillan, Declan and Mal enter. Quillan hands Declan over to a couple of Alliance soldiers, goes over to a table. A solider steps up. Hands her an envelope. She counts the money onto the table. | |
QUILLAN | |
(to Mal) I believe this is yours. | |
Mal comes over, scoops up the money, puts it in a leather pouch. Tucks it into his jacket. Saying nothing, Mal turns to go. Declan steps into his path. | |
DECLAN | |
We’re fighting the just cause. | |
Independent thought, independent | |
dreams, independent lives. It’s a | |
thing worth dying for. | |
Quillan steps over. Declan stares at Mal the whole time. | |
QUILLAN | |
Thanks. Don’t think we need your | |
mission statement. | |
DECLAN | |
Just repeating the words taught to me | |
by the man who trained me. | |
Mal takes that dig. Quillan notices. | |
QUILLAN | |
(to soldiers) | |
Get him out of here. | |
Declan finally breaks eye contact as they drag him out. Mal turns to Quillan. | |
MAL | |
No words about you being right ? | |
QUILLAN | |
Would it help if I did ? Give you a | |
reason to hit me, to hit something. | |
(beat) | |
I was right. | |
Mal walks out. | |
INT. SERENITY DINING ROOM - DAY | |
Jayne sits at the table sewing his turtle’s neck. Zoe gets food from the bar by the kitchen. Kaylee walks in with Book. | |
KAYLEE | |
Not easy what you did, tellin’ his | |
family. | |
BOOK | |
Least I could do, losing both parents | |
like that. It’ll just take time. | |
KAYLEE | |
(quieter) | |
Heals all pain, right ? | |
BOOK | |
Usually. | |
Book touches her on the shoulder, then moves toward the food. Kaylee sees Simon come in. Walks over to him. He’s shaking his head, smiling. | |
KAYLEE | |
What’s up, smilin’ face ? | |
SIMON | |
My sister. I haven’t seen her this | |
happy in a long time. It’s almost | |
like she used to be. | |
(shaking his head) | |
I guess she really enjoyed telling | |
stories to those children. She even | |
wanted to go back. | |
Kaylee follows him into the kitchen. Where he gets some coffee. | |
KAYLEE | |
Heard you were pretty amazin’ | |
SIMON | |
(not looking up) | |
Not really. | |
KAYLEE | |
Doctor, no need to be all bashful and | |
such. You should be proud, saving | |
those lives. | |
Simon looks up, sees Book watching him. Inara steps over near them, getting coffee as well. Simon gleams onto her almost desperately. | |
SIMON | |
If you want to know amazing... you | |
should’ve seen Inara. Stepping in | |
with no training. Never flinching. | |
INARA | |
It was what needed to be done. | |
They share a smile that Kaylee notices. Zoe moves past them with two plates of food. Walks toward the bridge. Wash meets her at the doorway. | |
WASH | |
For me ? | |
ZOE | |
Yeah. | |
Wash takes it. | |
WASH | |
Thanks. | |
(checks Zoe out) | |
Everything okay ? | |
ZOE | |
(maybe not quite so) | |
Sure. | |
Beat. | |
WASH | |
You know how I said people change ? | |
ZOE | |
Yeah ? | |
You didn’t, haven’t. You’re still | |
about the moment, still about the | |
people, your people. Only this time | |
your people didn’t deserve you. | |
ZOE | |
(taking that in) | |
And that could’ve gotten the Captain | |
killed. | |
Wash isn’t sure what to say to that. | |
JAYNE (O.S) | |
Hey ! Looky who’s here. | |
Mal’s walked in on the other end of the kitchen. Jayne, still with turtle, sits up. | |
JAYNE | |
You get it ? | |
Mal pulls out the money pouch. Tosses it to Jayne. | |
MAL | |
Divide it up. | |
JAYNE | |
Ruttin’ cool. | |
Jayne opens the pouch. Mal keeps on walking. Inara steps up to him, sensing all is not right here. | |
INARA | |
Mal ? | |
MAL | |
Don’t let me interrupt dinner. | |
He keeps on going. Nods to Zoe and Wash, and exits. Zoe looks at Wash. He motions to her with his head to follow Mal. She does ; | |
INT. SERENITY FORWARD CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS | |
Zoe walks up right as Mal reaches the entrance to his quarters. | |
ZOE | |
Captain ? | |
MAL | |
Yeah. | |
ZOE | |
You couldn’t have known. Declan | |
wasn’t the man we served with. He | |
changed. | |
MAL | |
(not looking up) | |
Guess we all have. | |
Mal kicks his door. The ladder drops with a THUD. | |
END OF SHOW |
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