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xfirefly9x) wrote2007-09-27 01:12 am
xfirefly9x) wrote2007-09-27 01:12 am
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Browncoats...
Check out this! So much with the funny! (see behind LJ-cut for my fav parts!)
TEACHER: River, we're not telling people what to think. We're just trying to show them how.
TOM: And if they don't get it right, we kill them.
DR. MATHIAS: Most of our best work is done when they're asleep. We can monitor and direct their subconscious, implant suggestions...
MIKE: But our favorite is the old "hand in warm water" trick.
DR. MATHIAS: She'll be ideal for defense deployment...
TOM: And she's available in a choice of colors.
SIMON: Am I making you nervous?
MIKE: We can go in the other room....
CROW & TOM: ...ah... ahem... [cough].... [whistle]...
DR. MATHIAS: I see no listing of rank or name...
THE OPERATIVE: I have neither.
CROW: But you can call me Larry.
[River goes postal, attacking everyone around her in the bar]
MIKE: That's pretty much a typical response to a Japanese TV commercial.
CROW: I generally react like this to any kind of anime.
[Mal locks up River in handcuffs]
CROW: Ah. A glimpse into Mal's private life.
MAL: Zoe, you and Simon are going to rope them together. Five or six of them. I want them laid out on the nose of our ship.
SIMON: Are you insane?
TOM: They would look SO much better arranged decoratively about the bridge.
MAL: There's a lot of fine ways to die. I ain't waitin' for the Alliance to choose mine.
[Mal shoots an Alliance soldier]
CROW: Ha! Must've been a Fox network executive.
THE OPERATIVE: Define... "disappeared"...
CROW: Let's see... "missing"... "nowhere"... "can't be found"....
TOM: Well then define "interesting" and "hero" again.
MAL: Chickens come home to roost.
[something slams hard into Serenity]
TOM: A very BIG chicken.
MAL: Zoe, are you here?
CROW: I'm about two feet in front of you actually.
[shot of goldfish in bowl]
TOM: THEY DIDN'T FEED THE GOLDFISH! THOSE MONSTERS!
SIMON: Spine's intact.
ZOE: Just gimme a bandage.
[Simon applies goop to her wound]
MIKE: No, no, a bandage! Not Cool Whip.
ZOE: How much ammo do we have?
JAYNE: Three full mags, and my swingin' cod.
CROW: An adulterous fish really isn't going to be of much help to us right now, Jayne.
DR. CARON RECORDING: We meant it for the best... to make people safer...
TOM: (as Caron, casually) I suppose we really should have tested it first. Oh well... live and learn.
TEACHER: River, we're not telling people what to think. We're just trying to show them how.
TOM: And if they don't get it right, we kill them.
DR. MATHIAS: Most of our best work is done when they're asleep. We can monitor and direct their subconscious, implant suggestions...
MIKE: But our favorite is the old "hand in warm water" trick.
DR. MATHIAS: She'll be ideal for defense deployment...
TOM: And she's available in a choice of colors.
SIMON: Am I making you nervous?
MIKE: We can go in the other room....
CROW & TOM: ...ah... ahem... [cough].... [whistle]...
DR. MATHIAS: I see no listing of rank or name...
THE OPERATIVE: I have neither.
CROW: But you can call me Larry.
[River goes postal, attacking everyone around her in the bar]
MIKE: That's pretty much a typical response to a Japanese TV commercial.
CROW: I generally react like this to any kind of anime.
[Mal locks up River in handcuffs]
CROW: Ah. A glimpse into Mal's private life.
MAL: Zoe, you and Simon are going to rope them together. Five or six of them. I want them laid out on the nose of our ship.
SIMON: Are you insane?
TOM: They would look SO much better arranged decoratively about the bridge.
MAL: There's a lot of fine ways to die. I ain't waitin' for the Alliance to choose mine.
[Mal shoots an Alliance soldier]
CROW: Ha! Must've been a Fox network executive.
THE OPERATIVE: Define... "disappeared"...
CROW: Let's see... "missing"... "nowhere"... "can't be found"....
TOM: Well then define "interesting" and "hero" again.
MAL: Chickens come home to roost.
[something slams hard into Serenity]
TOM: A very BIG chicken.
MAL: Zoe, are you here?
CROW: I'm about two feet in front of you actually.
[shot of goldfish in bowl]
TOM: THEY DIDN'T FEED THE GOLDFISH! THOSE MONSTERS!
SIMON: Spine's intact.
ZOE: Just gimme a bandage.
[Simon applies goop to her wound]
MIKE: No, no, a bandage! Not Cool Whip.
ZOE: How much ammo do we have?
JAYNE: Three full mags, and my swingin' cod.
CROW: An adulterous fish really isn't going to be of much help to us right now, Jayne.
DR. CARON RECORDING: We meant it for the best... to make people safer...
TOM: (as Caron, casually) I suppose we really should have tested it first. Oh well... live and learn.