Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He may be one of the biggest collectors of Earth-that-was artefact's in the 'verse.

You chuck it in the garbage.

Getting out's the tricky part.

Working on it, dear.

I've booked a few choice clients to get my mind off Mal's descent into lunacy.

Some of the performances weren't as nuanced as they could have been.

Wash, take us out of the world.

Thirty seconds after we hit the button, the booty will be incinerated.

I gave you something to stop your motor functions so you wouldn't wrench it.

Zoe, contact Brennert and Ellison.

Not her. Jayne.

Unless it looks like we're stealing your priceless Lassiter, because...

But Inara ain't wrong.

Odd, but I don't think I'll be losing any sleep over it.

Jayne is a girl's name.

Doctor, you got yourself a patient to see to.

that's what we're doing. Don't ask about the gun though, that's new.

All right, I got it. Stone.

I was hoping we could talk a little business.

- You are completely off your nut. - I won't make trouble.

Bellerophon Estates. Home to the rich and paranoid.

frontier planets without even a temple built.

Just call them off. Tell them it was a mistake.

Because I don't see this working any other way.

I gotta figure that's a job you told yourself you'd never take.

- He knows the estate... - No details.

You're not my lover, nor are you my mother, my house mistress...

I've seen you without your clothes on before.

About half a year back, at the Triumph settlement.

God, where is it?