Can't Take the Sky
"The Message" Quotes

Kaylee: Okay, then. Cow.
Simon: And I'm out twelve bits. I really know how to show a girl a...disgusting time.

Wash: Oh my god, it's grotesque! Oh, and there's something in a jar.

Simon: This may come as a shock, but I'm actually not very good at talking to girls.
Zoe: Why, is there someone you are good at talking to?

Inara: The Lassiter is universally known, Mal. Fencing it has to be like...like fencing the Mona Lisa.
Mal: The Mona Who?

River: My food is troublesome.
Jayne: Girl's a mind-readin' genius, can't figure out how to eat an ice-planet.

Jayne: (of his new hat) How's it sit? Pretty cunning, don'tchya think?
Kaylee: I think it's the sweetest hat ever.
Book: Makes a statement.
Jayne: Yeah, yeah!
Wash: A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he's not afraid of anything.
Jayne: Damn straight.

Mal: Oh! That was bracing. They don't like it when you shoot at them. I worked that out myself.

Mal: Everybody dies, Tracey. Someone's carrying a bullet for you right now, doesn't even know it. The trick is to die of old age before it finds you.

Jayne: Don't figure the percentage in that.
Mal: Don't strain your brain trying, then. Might break something.

Tracey: (recording) Uh. Okay. Um, recording... Hi, I guess. It's me. Tracey. This is a message for Zoe, and for Malcolm Reynolds, and I really hope you all are the ones listening to it. Or, I guess I don't. I guess I hope I'm upright and telling you this tale myself, and we're laughing about how stupid I am, but that don't look likely. No, it's more probable I've gotten myself dead, which is a shame if you're me. I'll spare you the boring details, falling in with untrustworthy folk, making a bunch of bad calls... All that matters is I expect to be shuffled off, and you two are the only people I trust to get me where I'm going. Which is home. I'd like my body to be with my folks on St. Albans. We got the family plot there, and my Mom and dad deserve to know I died. If you can come up with some heroical lie as to the how, I'd be... no. I'd just like to be able to lie with my kin, and for them to know that's what I wanted. It's funny. We went to war never looking to come back, but it's the real world I couldn't survive. You two carried me through that war. Now I need you to carry me just a little bit further. If you can. Tell my folks that I'm at peace and all. When you can't run anymore, you crawl, and when you can't do that... well, you know the rest. Thanks, both of you. Oh. Yeah. Make sure my eyes is closed, will you?

Wash: Police procedure has changed since I was little.
Mal: They call back, you keep them occupied.
Wash: What do I do, shadow puppets?

Tracey: He was cuttin' on me, Sarge!
Mal: I know it! I told him to!
Tracey: You told him to! What for?!
Mal: You were dead!
Tracey: Hunh? Oh. Right. Suppose I was.

Mal: Alright. Now you care to explain why it is you got yourself all corpseified and mailed to me?

Mal: What about runnin'?
Wash: We tried that, remember? That's why we're here? In this glacier? 'Bout to be buried alive?

Tracey: 'When you can't run anymore, you crawl... and when you can't do that--'
Zoe: 'You find someone... to carry you.'
Tracey: Guess I did, at that...

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