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Saturday, April 25, 2009 2:16:59 AM

The Operative: [as Serenity approaches a gathered Alliance fleet] Bastard isn't even changing course.
[An enormous Reaver fleet appears in pursuit of Serenity. A look of horror crosses The Operative's face]
Ensign: Uhh…sir?
The Operative: Target the Reavers. Target the Reavers! Target everyone! Somebody fire!
Mal: [leading the Reaver and Alliance fleets into combat, and stuck in the middle] The chicken's come home to roost.
[Serenity comes to a stop after a crash landing on Mr. Universe's planet.]
Wash: [relieved] I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I—
[A Reaver harpoon impales Wash, killing him.]
[As the Reavers batter the entrance to the crew's final stand, Simon turns to a shaking Kaylee.]
Simon: My one regret in all of this... is never being with you.
Kaylee: With me? You mean to say, as in.. sex?
Simon: I mean to say.
[Kaylee cocks her gun, with determination.]
Kaylee: Hell with this. I'm gonna live!
[River to a wounded Simon]
River: You take care of me, Simon. You've always taken care of me. My turn.
[River dives through the opening in the blast door, throws Simon's med kit through, seals the door... and proceeds to kick SERIOUS Reaver ass.]
Mal: The whole Universe is going to know about this, because they need to.
The Operative: Do you really believe that?
Mal: I do.
The Operative: And are you ready to die for that belief?
Mal: I am.
[Mal draws his gun and shoots, forcing the Operative to take cover.]
Mal: [Making a break for the auxiliary control complex] Course, that ain't exactly Plan A...
[the Operative manages to stab Mal with his sword.]
The Operative: Do you know what your sin is, Mal?
Mal: Aw, hell...I'm a fan of all seven.
[Mal headbutts the Operative and pulls the sword out.]
Mal: But right now...I'm gonna have to go with wrath.
[The Operative has apparantly paralyzed Mal with a strike to his lower back. As the Operative retrieves his sword, we see Mal's fingers twitch and realization dawn on Mal's face. The Operative approaches with his sword, prepared to strike.]
The Operative: You've done remarkable things, but you're fighting a war you've already lost.
[As The Operative is about to run Mal through with the sword, Mal grabs The Operative's arm, dodges the sword, and elbows The Operative in the throat. The Operative gasps and drops the sword.]
Mal: Yeah, well, I'm known for that.
[Mal dislocates both of The Operative's shoulders.
Mal: Piece of shrapnel tore up that nerve cluster'n my first tour. Had it moved. Sorry 'bout the throat. Expect you'd wanna say your famous last words now. Just one trouble.
[Mal shoves The Operative's sword through his straps, pinning The Operative to a railing.]
Mal: I ain't gonna kill ya.
[Mal pulls out the recording that he and the crew of Serenity saw on Miranda and preps the console.]
Mal: Hell, I'm gonna grant your greatest wish. I'm gonna show you a world without sin.
[Mal is loading up the last of the repair equipment.]
The Operative: It's not over, you know.
[Mal instinctively goes to his holster, but doesn't draw. He turns to face the Operative.]
The Operative: I can't guarantee they won't come after you-the Parliament. Your broadwave about Miranda has weakened their regime, but they are not gone, and they are not…forgiving.
Mal: Well, that don't bode especially well for you—giving the order to let us go, patching up our hurt—
The Operative: I told them the Tams were no longer a threat. Damage done. They might listen, but I think they know I'm no longer their man.
Mal: They take you down, I don't expect to grieve over much. Like to kill you myself, I see you again.
The Operative: You won't…There is nothing left to see.
[In the deleted scenes]
The Operative: [looking at the name on the ship's hull] Serenity. You lost everything in that battle. Everything you believed in, everything you fought for…how did you go on?
Mal: If you're still standing there when those engines start goin', you'll never find out.
[The Operative blinks, looks down and walks away.]
Mal: [muttered] What a whiner.
Zoe: Sir, we have a green light. Inspection's pos, and we're clear for upthrust.
[Mal looks at his recently bereaved first mate.]
Mal: Think she'll hold together?
Zoe: She's tore up plenty, but she'll fly true.
Mal: It ain't all buttons and charts, little albatross. You know what the first rule of flyin' is? Well, I suppose you do, since you already know what I'm about to say.
River: I do. But I like to hear you say it.
Mal: Love. You can learn all the math in the 'verse, but you take a boat in the air that you don't love, she'll shake you off just as sure as the turning of worlds. And love keeps her in the air when she oughtta fall down…tells ya she's hurtin' 'fore she keens…makes her a home.
River: Storm's getting worse.
Mal: We'll pass through it soon enough.
[As Serenity breaks atmo, a panel falls off the ship.]
Mal: What was that?