Simon: What about cortical electrodes?
Jayne: We, uh, used them electro...magnetic...Hell, I don't know. If I wanted schooling, I'd have gone to school.

Simon: Try it. It...tastes like pud.
Jayne: It smells like crotch.
Kaylee: Jayne!
Jayne: Well, it does.

(Jayne spits)
Simon: Will you not do that while we...ever!

Simon: If I didn't know better I'd say we were ready to save some lives.

Mal: Now all we need are some patients.
Simon: Corpses. For this to work River and I will have to be dead.
Jayne: I'm starting to like this plan.

River: Is it time to go to sleep again?
Simon: No, mei-mei, it's time to wake up.

River: Hands...of blue. Two...by two. Hands of blue, two by two. Hands of blue, two by two!

Simon: Thank you.
Jayne: Well...hey, you're part of the crew.
Mal: I think I might cry.

Mal: The next time you decide to stab me in the back, do it to my face.

Inara: So, what's happening?
Kaylee: We killed Simon and River, stole a bunch of medicine, and now the Cap and Zoe are off springing the others who got captured by the Feds.
Inara: Oh.