A Mighty Thorn In a Mighty Paw - Ch. 34
Thursday, December 21, 2006

A screenplay taking place not long after the events of "Serenity."



Mal stands with Montrose at a drink dispensing station. Montrose is pouring a liquid over ice. The occasional staffer walks by and quietly scuffs at Mal's appearance.

MONTROSE: Here, try this. Best tea in the ‘Plex.

Mal sips carefully, then nods his approval.

MAL: Damn tasty. Goes down easy.

Montrose smiles.

MONTROSE: (gesturing toward Mal’s case) If you’d like, I could...

MAL: I’m sorry, sir. My protocols are very strict. Only the named recipient.

MONTROSE: Of course. I wouldn’t dream of asking you to violate them.

Beat. Mal continues sipping, looking around the room.

MAL: You have a nice facility here, from what I’ve seen so far.

MONTROSE: (beaming) Thank you. I try to run a tight ship. I find that people respond better to an honest, no-nonsense leader than an iron-fisted tyrant.

MAL: I’ll remember that.

MONTROSE: See that you do... (pauses, holds a hand to his left ear) I’m needed in Control. I’ll get you an escort...

MAL: That won’t be necessary. I’ll make my delivery and be on my way. Those kind folk in the Firefly are heading my way, so...

Montrose looks displeased.

MONTROSE: If you’re certain...?

MAL: I am. I’m responsible for securing my own transport and I don’t want this little mishap getting out. It might hurt my reputation. Any delay will only imply more incompetence.

MONTROSE: As you wish. I’ll have my engineers contact them and see if they require any assistance.

MAL: I’m sure that would be appreciated. (sets his case down) Perhaps we’ll meet again. (shakes Montrose’s hand)

MONTROSE: Perhaps. Take care, son.

Montrose exits the Commissary, leaving Mal holding his cup. He stares at the door a beat. He then startles out of his reverie and sets the cup down. He picks up the case and exits.

Follow Mal down the hall, around a corner to Office 607. He still receives the occasional odd look from staffers. Mal presses the intercom call button again.

POWELL: (VO intercom) Powell.

MAL: Sir, I have a package for you.


River bolts forward in her chair, her eyes darting over the screen. She snatches the mic without looking.

RIVER: Zoe, please come to the bridge right away.

River types away on the keyboard with one hand, her other turning knobs and flipping switches.

Zoe appears behind her.

ZOE: What’s up?

RIVER: The gunship just entered orbit.

Zoe grabs the mic from its hook.

ZOE: Kaylee, are we flight-ready again?

KAYLEE: (VO intercom) Ship-shape, Zo. Cap’n back already?

ZOE: No. But our getaway might be more expedient than originally planned.

KAYLEE: Glad to see nothin’s changed.

ZOE: Just be ready for a quick lift-off.

Zoe hangs up the mic, looks down a beat, then out the windshield.

ZOE: That ship could turn half this planet into one big smoking hole. We can only hope they don’t mistake us for a clay pigeon.

River works furiously on the keyboard and console. Zoe cocks an eyebrow at her efforts.

RIVER: (not looking up)I’m attempting to patch into their comms.

ZOE: Good girl. Let me know what you hear.

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Friday, December 22, 2006 2:11 AM


Oh *goushi*, things were definitely going too smooth. Just hope Mal doesn't end up incarcerated at the not so shiny end of the 'verse. Really enjoying this and can't wait for the next part. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me

Saturday, December 23, 2006 12:23 PM


Yep...this are going as smoothly as they usually do;)

Still...just hope Mal can pull off a daring last-minute escape back to Serenity. Even one where's once again leaking fluids;D



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