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05. Сценарий эпизода «Вызволение» (Safe). Автор: Дрю Гринберг (Drew Z. Greenberg)

Firefly - "Safe"

Written by: Drew Z. Greenberg
Directed by: Michael Grossman

Episode #: 1AGE04

SHOOTING SCRIPT - August 27, 2002



Rich expensive BRANDY as it pours into a rich expensive snifter. Pull back to see:


The room, tasteful, lit by candlelight, feels warm. SIMON holds the snifter. He swirls the brandy around a bit to warm it, inhales the aroma, looks up and smiles.

SIMON: This is a joke, right?

We see Simon's father, GABRIEL, 50, refined, used to having control, standing in front of him. At the moment, he seems warm and jovial.

GABRIEL: Yes. That's exactly right. Because: brandy is funny.

SIMON: It's just, this is... this smells: like New Canaan brandy.

Gabriel pours brandy for himself and for Simon's mother, REGAN, late 40s, elegant.

SIMON (cont'd): Aged New Canaan brandy. How much did: you pay for this? I thought business: was slow.

GABRIEL: Pierre owed me a favor. Seeing how: it's a special occasion.

SIMON: Is it?

Simon tries to read his father's grin. Then:

REGAN For god's sake, Gabriel. Just tell: him.

Gabriel chuckles.

GABRIEL: Fine, spoil my fun. (to Simon): I had a talk today with Jerome: Stuart. Seems he's about to take: over as Head of Surgery at AMI. Said: when you're done with your: internship, there'll be an attending: position waiting for you.

This is a huge moment for Simon. He's thrilled.

REGAN (smiling): Congratulations, son.

Simon stares into his glass, embarrassed.

SIMON: It's not a big deal.

GABRIEL: Oh. Well, all right then.

Playing along, Gabriel reaches for Simon's glass. Simon pulls it away, grinning.

SIMON: Okay, okay. It's an enormous deal.: AMI, that's, I can really do good: work there--

GABRIEL: Good work, good pay. There'll be an: announcement at the term-end ceremony.

REGAN: We're so proud, sweetheart.

SIMON: Is River coming back?

Gabriel and Regan stare at Simon.

SIMON (cont'd): For the ceremony. Did she say she'd: be able to get away?

REGAN: We didn't... (brightly): We'll write to her immediately, tell: her all about it.

GABRIEL: I doubt she'll come. You saw the: schedule at that school of hers. I: took one look at it, had one of those: school dreams. You know, "I didn't: study"...

Gabriel chuckles to himself.

SIMON: I just... I haven't heard from her in: a while. I thought she'd come home: sometimes, or at least send a wave,: but there's only been the occasional: letter, and half the time she doesn't: sound like herself.

REGAN: She's changing. Finally starting to: fit in. You should be happy for her.

Simon forces a smile.

SIMON: Of course.

GABRIEL: Your position will still be there for: her to admire when she gets home,: Doctor Tam. Come on... let's have a: toast. I've been working on this all: day.

The three of them rise and lift their glasses...

GABRIEL (cont'd): May your future always be as bright: as it is this very moment --

The three glasses meet... CLINK.



Squish. Simon has stepped in cow poop on the ship's ramp. Future not lookin' so bright right this second.

SIMON: < cow poop >

JAYNE passes him, amused.

JAYNE: 'Bout time you broke in them pretty: shoes.

Jayne takes us further, showing us that the crew is off- loading the cows (from ep 3) into an open prairie at the edge of the woods. We're on Jiangyin, a planet heavy on the nature -- woods and scrubby grazing ground.

Simon continues down the ramp, moving around cows, trying to keep out of the way of all the activity:

MAL leads a cow as Jayne SMACKS another steer on its rump, urging it to move.

JAYNE (cont'd): Ha! Git along!

MAL: They walk just fine if you lead 'em.

JAYNE: I like smackin' 'em.

Simon looks down to see WASH AND ZOE, at the base of the ramp, where they are sending the cows off to the side, where BOOK directs them into a makeshift pen.

BOOK: Hope this corral's strong enough to: hold them. "Shepherd" is a purely: figurative title, you know.

ZOE: Next time we smuggle stock, let's: make it something smaller.

WASH: Yeah, we need to start dealing in: those black-market beagles.

ANGLE ON: Simon again. He's made his way off to one side. He scrapes at his shoe with a stick. Mal approaches him.

MAL: What're you doing out here, Doc? Besides the scraping.

SIMON: I thought perhaps I could help. With: the cows.

MAL: I'll let you know, any of 'em start: complaining of palpitations. 'Til: then, not much call for a doctor.

SIMON (off Book): But there is call for a preacher?

MAL: I was surprised myself, but turns out: he's converted five of 'em. Not: easy, neither. Seems they got this: natural inclination toward Hinduism.


SIMON: Captain, my sister and I have been on: your ship for more than two months: now. You haven't collected a fare: from us in weeks. I don't much feel: like a guest... I want to be of use.

MAL: Well, maybe you can finish what you: started.

SIMON: What do you mean?

MAL (O.S.): That there on the bottom of your: shoe. Plenty more where that came: from. Only if you use a shovel,: might go quicker.

SIMON (O.S.): Right.

The last off screen because by now WE'RE UP INTO THE TREES, where...

... a figure, STARK, scurries away across the branches with an almost inhuman skill.


Stark lands on a branch. Two other shabby men crouch there.

STARK: Got a good look. They waitin' fer a: payment- Somethin' there worth: takin', too. They got precious cargo.

On Stark's crafty look, we --



"Act One


CLOSE ON RIVER and a cow. She's looking into one of its eyes and murmuring:

RIVER: Little soul big world. Eat and sleep: and eat...

Jayne appears, bringing another cow, sees her communing with the bovine. She's reaching back toward the animals.

RIVER (cont'd): Many souls. Very straight, very: simple...

JAYNE (calling, re: River): Captain! This one's in the way!

Mal appears, On his approach, trying to get to her:

MAL: Cattle on the ship three weeks, she: don't go near 'em. Suddenly, we're: on Jiangyin and she's got a driving: need to commune with the beasts?

River looks at Mal very seriously.

RIVER: They weren't cows inside. They were: waiting to be, but they forgot. Now: they see sky and they remember what: they are.

MAL: Is it bad that what she just said: makes perfect sense to me? (reaching for her): Come on, now. Let's move you clear: of the work.

River recoils from him. He's not Simon. Now Simon appears, approaching. Sees River backing away from Mal. Some cows might get agitated by this.

SIMON: What's going on? (off Mal): What are you doing?

MAL: I was fixin' to do some business.: Buyers'll be along soon. I can't be: herding these steers and your sister,: too.

SIMON: I'll keep her out of the way. But: you don't need to say things like: that in front of her.

MAL: Yes, I've clearly upset her.

River is looking at the ends of her hair now, completely tranquil. Jayne, still nearby, snorts. Simon bristles.

SIMON: She understands more than you think.: Anyway -- she didn't mean any harm.

MAL: Never figured she did. But when a: man's engaging in clandestine: dealings, he has this preference for: things being smooth. She makes: things not be smooth.

SIMON: Right. I'm very sorry if she tipped: off anyone about your cunningly: concealed herd of cows.

MAL: You know, I'm starting to remember: you asking if there wasn't something: you could "do." Think now I got a: notion regarding that. How about you: take your sister for a little walk?

Simon looks startled, worried.

SIMON: A walk?

MAL: Yeah. Someplace... away.

SIMON: Probably best if we stay close. The: Alliance has us marked as fugitives--

MAL: You stop actin' like a fugitive, no: one's apt to notice. Not in these: parts, anyway. (turns away, working): Closest Alliance is the cruiser: Magellan, hours out from here. And: I promise you, they ain't coming to: a backwater like Jiangyin.

SIMON: Still... I'm not sure it's such a: wise suggestion.

MAL: Might not wanna mistake it for a: "suggestion."

Mal continues with his back to Simon. Off Simon --


A dusty local store. Mostly ranching supplies: feed and branding irons and horseshoes. Along one wall there are some local crafts. A bored-looking proprietor reads a Chinese- language newspaper at the counter.

KAYLEE and INARA browse among the crudely made items.

KAYLEE: Everything's dusty.

INARA: Does it seem every supply store on: every border planet has the same five: rag dolls and the same wood carvings: of... (looking at one): What is this? A duck?

KAYLEE: That's a swan. And I like it.

INARA: You do?

KAYLEE: It looks like it was made with, you: know... longing. Made by a person: really longed to see a swan.

INARA: Perhaps because they'd only heard of: them by rough description.

Kaylee holds up a little painted souvenir dish with painted chinese characters on it.

KAYLEE: You think this'd make a nice gift?

INARA: A gift? For whom?

Kaylee just studies the dish.

KAYLEE: I just think it's nice. Kinda rich,: you know.

INARA: Oh. For Simon.

KAYLEE: I didn't say that.

INARA: Well, you don't do a very good job of: hiding your interest.

KAYLEE: He's just so < cute >. You wanna take: a bite out of him all over, you know?

Just then, Simon and River enter. Simon is nervous about being out and visible, a little frazzled at having to watch River constantly.

INARA (to Kaylee): Careful.

KAYLEE: Did he hear? I don't think he heard. (louder, maybe too: loud): Mornin', you two!

Kaylee's over-bright greeting just makes Simon more jumpy. He forces a smile, nods.

INARA: We don't usually see you two out and: about planetside.

SIMON (tense): We're trying something different: today.

River immediately goes to the farming equipment, starts touching things.

SIMON (cont'd): River, careful with that, that's... (helplessly to Kaylee): What is that?

KAYLEE: That's a post holer. You dig holes.: For posts.

SIMON (to River): It's dirty and sharp. Come over here.

He steers her over to the crafts section with the women. He picks up the little dish Kaylee was admiring.

SIMON (cont'd) (reads the Chinese): "Jiangyin, Prairie Paradise." (then): Good God. They ask money for this: < crap >?

Kaylee flinches, but recovers.

KAYLEE: Hard to believe, ain't it? (then): I'm glad you're out.

He smiles absently, politely. His focus on River.

KAYLEE (cont'd): Give you a chance to loosen up a bit.

Tiny delayed reaction to Kaylee's perfectly innocent comment.

SIMON: What's that supposed to mean? Loosen: up?

KAYLEE: Nothing... I just... Well. You: never seem to have any fun, is all.

His attention's split. He moves to take something breakable out of River's hand-

SIMON: Fun. Right. I consider this "fun.": It's "fun" being forced to the ass-: end of the galaxy, get to live on a: piece of < garbage > wreck and eat: molded protein while playing: nursemaid to my < not entirely sane >: sister. "Fun."

Simon may not have noticed how that all stung. Kaylee just stares at him. He glances at her Sees her looking at him. A beat.

KAYLEE: < Garbage >?

SIMON Sorry?

KAYLEE: Serenity ain't < garbage >.

SIMON: I didn't mean...

KAYLEE: You did. You meant everything you: just said.

SIMON (trying to lighten: things): Well, no... actually I was being: ironic. So in the strictest sense,: I didn't really --

KAYLEE: You were being mean, is what. And if: that's what you think of this life,: then you can't think much of them: that choose it, can you?

He's got nothing to say. She turns and heads for the exit. Inara falls in with her, walks out side by side. As they go:

INARA (softly, to Kaylee): You're getting better at hiding it.

Simon, already regretting the altercation, takes a beat, sighs a "god am I an asshole today" sigh. Then he turns to collect River.

SIMON: River?

But River is gone.


The ship's ramp is empty of cows now. But littered with that which cows leave behind. Mal stands at the base of the ramp, surveying the damage.

MAL: This is the last time. Last time: with cows.

Zoe approaches Mal.

MAL (cont'd): I heard there was some idea regarding: beagles. They got smallish droppings?

ZOE: I believe so, sir. Also, the: disreputable men are here.

Mal turns to see the GRANGE BROTHERS standing near the makeshift corral, looking at the animals. Jayne stands nearby. Book is not far off, seeing to the fencing.

MAL (to Zoe): I better go take their money.

Mal heads toward the brothers. Zoe turns and heads into the ship.


There are two of them, shabby low-life types. They're looking over the cows critically now, examining their hooves, eyes, teeth. Mal approaches.

MAL: Good morning, Gents. You must be the: Grange brothers. Hope you're hungry: for beefsteak.

They say nothing. Continue to examine the cattle.

JAYNE: Attractive animals, ain't they?

OLDER GRANGE: They ain't well fed. Scrawny.

MAL: < Nonsense. > Hay and milk three times: a day. Fed to 'em by beautiful women.

JAYNE: It was something to see.

YOUNGER GRANGE: They ain't branded.

MAL: You boys're hitting all the selling: points. Unregistered. Claim 'em as: your own.

The Granges continue to look sour.

OLDER GRANGE: Twenty a head.

MAL: That's an amusing figure in the light: of you already agreed on thirty with: Badger.

OLDER GRANGE: That's afore we seen 'em. They're: atrophied, standin' 'round on a ship: for near a month.

MAL: My comprehension is, less muscle,: more tender the meat. Thirty.

The Grange boys step back to talk -- they look nervous, casting looks toward MAL and Jayne, toward the surrounding woods...

Mal and Jayne eyeball them. A RUSTLING in the trees. Seems it could be the wind. Before Mal can take much note, Book approaches.

BOOK (off the brothers): Problem?

MAL: Nope. Minute from now we'll agree on: twenty-five.

A NOISE. The Granges spin, hands go near their guns (they don't draw.) WASH is on the loading ramp, dumping a bucket of water. The Granges relax. Wash re-enters the ship.

BOOK: They seem a mite jumpy to you?

Off Mal, watching the men, considering that...


Simon, more than jumpy, standing in front of the store, just catches a glimpse of River's dress as she disappears around a corner. He dashes after her. He rounds the corner to see...

LOCAL COPS, a group of five, heading toward him with some purpose. He freezes.

But River is there, a block ahead of him. He bravely heads toward her. As he passes the cops:

SIMON (comes out way too: loud): MORNING, OFFICERS.

The cops pass him harmlessly. We stay with him as he winces. He continues on, spots River going around a corner. Follows.


Mal and Jayne are talking with the Grange Brothers again. Book is visible in the b.g., tending to the corral fencing.

MAL: See, the problem we got with twenty-: three is that it ain't thirty.

YOUNGER GRANGE: These cows ain't as young as you said.

JAYNE: They're babies. Half of 'em born on: the trip.

OLDER GRANGE: I'm thinking maybe we walk away: entirely.

MAL: I'm thinking you do that and we got: ourselves trouble -- morning,: ladies...

Kaylee and Inara, returning to the ship, walk right past the group. The Granges's eyes follow the women. This isn't lost on Mal who steps into their purview with:

MAL (cont'd) (without a break): ... serious trouble. Of the you-owe-: us variety.

OLDER GRANGE: We can go to twenty-five.

Mal and Jayne exchange a look. The transaction is coming to a close.

MAL: Well, we'd be takin' a loss, but you: seem like clean and virtuous boys...: done.

The elder Grange takes out a little cloth bag, starts counting money into Mal's palm. But freezes when he hears:

HEAD COP (O.S.): Marcus and Nathaniel Grange!

They all turn to look -- A COP, one of the ones Simon saw in town, stands nearby, gun drawn.

HEAD COP: You are both wanted in connection to: the illegal killing of Rance Durban.: You are bound by law to stand down!

The other four cops emerge variously about the scene. As Mal puts his hands in evidence, surrounded:

MAL (aside to Book): Yes, Shepherd. Now that you mention: it, they do seem a mite jumpy.

Off that --


Simon enters a low ceilinged long corridor/hallway. He catches a glimpse of River up ahead, she disappears around a bend in the corridor.


moving down the dark, scary corridor- Moving... River is nowhere to be seen, but Simon speaks to her anyway--

SIMON: River. Please...

He turns a dark corner which opens into --


An open, beautiful airy space. A decorated tent.

Music plays.

Local women fill the floor, dancing an intricate folk dance.

River stands on the edge of this, not seeing Simon. Never taking her eyes off the dancers.


The cops, guns drawn, are moving in on the scene. They disarm the Granges and also Mal and Jayne. Firearms are dropped into a neat pile on the dirt.

Another cop is rousting Book nearby. No gun.

MAL: Appears we have ourselves a: situation...

HEAD COP: Who are you?

MAL: Just a bystander.

HEAD COP: This your beef?

MAL: No, sir. (re: the Granges): You're looking at the proper owners: right there.

HEAD COP: Like to see some paper on that cattle.

The Younger Grange suddenly lunges at the cop who is frisking him. Wrestles the cop's gun away from him, turns to kill, but suddenly BANG!, the gun is shot out of his hand by --


who is on the ramp at the ship, never far from her captain's back.

And now all hell breaks loose. The Elder Grange pulls a concealed gun that the cops hadn't yet got to. More gunfire.

Mal and Jayne drop to the ground, reach for their guns from the pile...

JAYNE: Here we go.

MAL: It never goes smooth. How come it: never goes smooth?

Now Mal notices -- THE CLOTH MONEY BAG in the dust. Just a little more than arm's length away. Mal reaches for it, fingertips brushing the edge of it. Reaching... reaching... MAL grabs it --

-- just as a BULLET kicks up dust. Mal rolls clear, but has the cash as

Fire fight!


River watches from the sidelines. She watches intently, studying. Simon tries to make his way to her. But she DARTS INTO THE DANCE.

SIMON: River!

She works her way into the pattern, mimicking the others' steps perfectly. She dances.


The fire fight continues. Mal and Jayne are on the ground between the other parties. The Grange boys fire at the five cops.

The cops return fire.

Mal and Jayne keep low, bullets sailing over them.

MAL: I < hate it > when this happens.

The Granges make a break for it, disappear into the corral. Still firing --

Mal looks back to Zoe on the ramp, she indicates where the Granges have gone.

Mal nods back. Mal and Jayne use the cows for cover as they do a mini-pincher move around the Grange boys --


River continues to dance. As Simon watches, she throws back her head. We see what Simon sees: she wears a huge grin.

Simon notices, a look of amazement, wonder, on his face. He is in awe of her. Even Simon's starting to smile now, loosening up. The music continues, and so does...


The gun battle.

We're INTERCUTTING now. Between River as her dance gets more and more frenzied and...

...the gun fight. Chaos and confusion. The cops firing into the herd. The Granges firing back. And Mal and Jayne closing in on the Granges.

IN THE TENT. River dances...

AT THE CORRAL. The Younger Grange is hit! He goes down, but he's only wounded. He reaches for his gun.

The Elder Grange comes to his aid, firing back at the cops. But suddenly --

-- Mal appears, sailing at him, taking him down. The cops swarm in. None of them hit.

Mal sighs as the cops take the Granges into custody. He looks around. Reacts to something, as...

IN THE TENT. River stops dancing suddenly. Reacting to something as well. Sensing something terrible, as...

AT THE CORRAL. Mal and Jayne rush to find...


on the ground. Hit. Blood blooms on his shirt. His eyes roll up. He blinks at Mal, confused. It's bad.


Simon grows concerned, seeing River through the undulating crowd. Sees she is caught up in one of her premonitions.

Simon strains to see her...

She is covered by the crowd, then revealed again, getting a bit jostled. Simon starts to move toward her when --

A HOOD is pulled down sharply over Simon's head. Stark and his two MEN are there. They spirit him off. Silent and fast. Off River, alone among the dancers --



"Act Two


Book lies in the dust of the corral, staring up at the milling cows. And also Mal, who is perched over him, trying to stem the blood flow. Jayne is there, too. Looking at something off screen.

MAL: Stay with me, Shepherd.

Book tries to focus, bleary-eyed. He looks down his body, tries to take it in...

BOOK: That's... that's quite a lot of: blood, isn't it?

MAL: Just means you ain't dead.

BOOK: 'fraid I might be needin' a preacher.

MAL: That's good. You just lie there and: be ironical. (to Jayne): Stretcher.

But Jayne's looking off toward --

-- the COPS taking away what they came here for: the Grange Brothers in rough custody.

MAL (cont'd): Jayne.

JAYNE: They're goin'

MAL: 'course. Got what they came here for.

JAYNE (after a beat): You get the cash?

Mal flashes him a look.



Mal and Jayne, along with Zoe carry Book onto the ship. Kaylee appears as they move through, toward the infirmary.

KAYLEE: What's going on -- ?

She stops asking, sees it.

KAYLEE (cont'd): Oh God, Shepherd! Shepherd can you: hear me?

They carry the stretcher across the cargo bay toward the infirmary.


They move Book from the stretcher onto the operating table. Zoe rips open Book's shirt, revealing the wound -- gunshot high in the chest.

JAYNE: Don't look good.

Mal shoots him a look that says both "duh" and "shut the fuck up." Mal hits an intercom:

MAL: Wash! Get down to the infirmary! < Now! >

Mal moves with a purpose.

MAL (cont'd) (to Zoe): We gotta try and stop this bleeding.

Mal moves for the cabinet. As he does he tosses the cloth money bag onto the infirmary counter -- it leaves a bloody smear. He grabs more blood rags and bandages, like that.

Kaylee has drifted closer and closer to Book, tearing UP.

KAYLEE: You don't worry now, shepherd Book.: Cap 'n Zoe got lots of experience: with this kinda thing. Seen lots: worse in the war. (beat): Shepherd? Shepherd Book? (then, closer): He ain't breathin'!


ON KAYLEE, tears brimming as she backs away from the horror. Zoe rips open the package of a disposable styrette and hands it to Mal, who plunges it into Book's arm.

Finally the convulsions subside. Mal turns away from the scene. Looks to Kaylee.

MAL (calm down, be brave,: I haven't the time): He ain't dead. But he is bad off.: Now we gotta see what we can do to: help him.

Wash appears now. Takes in the sight before him.

WASH: < Oh, god, no. >

MAL: Wash, I need you to go into town, see: if you can find that < consistently: useless > doctor.

Wash nods, heads off. Mal rejoins Zoe at Book's side. Kaylee stares at her dying friend...

KAYLEE: Hurry...


Simon is dragged through the woods by Stark and his men. Stark moves ahead, the Shabby Man drags Simon, stumbling, by the arm.

STARK: Faster. Gotta go faster. Wanna get: there afore dark.

SIMON: Get where? Where are we going? Are: you with the police?

STARK: Shut up.

SIMON: Please. If it's ransom you want,: I... I can arrange something.

STARK: No talking.

SIMON: You don't understand. My sister...

Stark turns and shoves him hard and he falls. On impact --


Our second flashback. [Note: this scene takes place several weeks after the previous flashback, so wardrobe should change.] Simon stands facing his mother. It's tense.

REGAN: Your sister is fine, Simon.

SIMON: She's not fine. Didn't you look at: the letters? Look at the letters!

Gabriel is at his desk, looking over a sheaf of papers. He stands up, bringing the papers with him.

GABRIEL: They seem perfectly normal to me.

Simon points at the pages frantically, pointing things out:

SIMON: She talks about last summer at the: lake.


SIMON: We weren't at the lake, we were in: the mountains.

REGAN: Oh honey, I'm sure there's a lake up: there.

SIMON: No. These phrases... they don't: sound like her. And look here --: some of these words, they're: misspelled. (off parents' blank: looks): She started correcting my spelling: when she was three. She's trying to: tell us something. I think there's: a code.

Regan and Gabriel share a look -- that just sounded nuts.

GABRIEL: A code?


GABRIEL: Simon... have you talked to anyone: about this?

SIMON: What? No. What do you mean? I'm: talking to you.

GABRIEL: Good. Don't mention this anyone: outside the family.

SIMON: What?

GABRIEL: You don't hear what you sound like,: Simon.

SIMON: I don't care --

GABRIEL: You should. Because it sounds: insane. (then): Look, Son, if your sister was in: danger, we'd be right beside you.: You know that.

SIMON: Then let's go and find out.

GABRIEL: Government schools don't allow: visitors.

SIMON: And why do you suppose that is?

GABRIEL: You can't go charging in there: ranting about 'spelling codes' and: nonexistent lakes.

REGAN: It'll hurt your future at the: hospital. It'll hurt River in the: school.

GABRIEL: Your mother's right. Think about the: consequences.

Simon takes a breath, tries not to sound anything but rational and dispassionate as he says, plainly:

SIMON: Something is going on at that school.: Something is happening to your: daughter. She's trying to tell us.

Gabriel's look is unreadable.

GABRIEL: Yes. Yes, I believe she is.

He looks at his father.

GABRIEL (cont'd): Right here in this letter, Simon.: You see? She talks about making new: friends. Having a wonderful time.: Were you so busy trying to crack the: secret "code" that you missed that: part?

He's starting to feel unsure.

SIMON: No. I did... I mean, I don't: think...

GABRIEL (then, not without: affection): I always thought it was River who was: lost without her big brother... now: I'm starting to wonder if it isn't: the other way 'round.

Now Simon's really confused.

GABRIEL (cont'd): You miss her.

SIMON: Yes...

GABRIEL: You want to see her.

He nods. Gabriel puts a paternal hand on his boy's shoulder.

GABRIEL (cont'd): You will, son. Just be patient.

Simon, his anger dissipated, looks uncertain.


SUNLIGHT GLARES through the trees. Simon squints against it as he is still being forced along in front of Stark and his men. He's a little dizzy from the earlier fall. He blinks through the glare up ahead... sees...


Feminine, fragile, a nearly angelic vision up ahead.


Blinks again. Slows.

Stark gives him a mighty push that sends him stumbling ahead... but he doesn't take much note of the violence, he's still looking toward the figure that stands among the trees, looking at him now.

SIMON: No... Oh, no...

Stark and his men are noticing the figure now, too. It's River. And she's smiling.

SIMON (cont'd): Oh, god...

The men exchange looks, grow wary --

RIVER: Found you!

SIMON: River! River, no! Run, RUN!

Her smile fades into confusion.

RIVER: Found you?

Simon manages to tear himself away by sheer force of will, the sight of sister giving him sudden strength. He bolts toward her.

But Stark and his men chase him down. Simon is nearly to her, now. In desperation Simon PUSHES RIVER away roughly.


River looks at him, tears in her eyes. She doesn't know why he pushed her.

And then one of Stark's men has her by the arms- She's caught too.

STARK: Bring her.

And now they're both being forced forward, Simon utterly defeated now as --


Kaylee paces in the cargo bay. Inara and Jayne are nearby. They both react to the SOUND of the MULE. Kaylee perks up.

KAYLEE (calling): They're back! Doctor's back!

Mal appears from the infirmary area as Wash drives up in the mule. Alone. The others register this. Wash parks the Mule, climbs off.

KAYLEE (cont'd): Where's the doctor? Why isn't he: with you?

WASH: He wasn't in town. Wasn't anywhere.

KAYLEE: He was in town. We saw him there.: Him and River. I can show you --

WASH: Town's not that big, Kaylee. Believe: me when I say he wasn't there.

JAYNE: Knew it. Probably saw them cops,: turned tail.

MAL: Doctor could be called a lot of: things -- coward wouldn't be one of: 'em, though.

INARA: You don't think they were arrested,: do you?

WASH: Worse than that, probably.

They all look at him.

WASH (cont'd): Looks like maybe they got snatched.

INARA: Kidnapped?

WASH: I went to the sheriff's office.: Seems if we'd looked at the posted: alerts for this rock we mighta known: it. Settlers up in the hills take: people sometimes. Usually tradesmen: and the like. Looks like maybe they: got themselves a doctor.

MAL: And now we don't.

Mal moves to the controls that work the doors. Kaylee reacts as the ramp starts to rise, closing up.

KAYLEE: What are you doing? What about: Simon and River?

MAL: Forget them. We lost two people: today. If I can help it, we won't: lose a third.

THUNK! The ramp door closes.

MAL (cont'd): Wash, get us in the air.

Wash obeys, heads off. Mal moves off, too. We hold on Kaylee, registering what's happening, surprised, devastated --


As SERENITY RISES UP over some trees in the distance, then takes off heading for space -- CAMERA TILTS DOWN TO...


Pausing in his trek, watching as he and River are left behind. Stark appears.

STARK: You just keep movin'.

And with a helpful shove from Stark, he does. He keeps moving. Moving and looking back for a moment, until the SOUNDS of Serenity hitting atmo and getting fainter cause him to turn forward, stumbling toward whatever awaits him --


"Act Three


The ship moves through space, fast.


Book is laid out on the examining table, apparently unconscious. Zoe stands over him, cleaning the wound. He opens his eyes, watches her for a moment before she's aware he's awake. She looks grim.

BOOK (re: her expression): That bad?

She looks at him, a little caught.

ZOE: Battle wounds are nothing new to me,: preacher. Seen men live with a dozen: holes in 'em that size.

BOOK: That right?

ZOE: It surely is. Knew a man with a hole: clean through his shoulder once. He: used to keep a spare hanky in there.

BOOK: Where's the doctor? Not back yet?

ZOE: We don't make him hurry for the: little stuff. He'll be along.

Book's losing it, starting to drift away again.

BOOK: He could hurry a little...


Wash is piloting. Mal leans over his shoulder. They're looking at a star chart on a display.

WASH: Well, there's Greenleaf. They'd have: med help there.

MAL: Too far, more'n ten hours. Man's: worse off'n that.

WASH: Only place we can get to real fast is: back to Jiangyin.

MAL: And we don't have time to go lookin': for a doctor dumb enough to get: himself grabbed in broad daylight.

WASH: Yeah. You'd think a guy that: paranoid of the Alliance --

MAL: You'd think. Keep looking.

Inara has just entered, overheard that last line.

INARA: You know where to find what you need.

MAL: Don't recall inviting you onto the: bridge.

INARA: You didn't. Mal, you know what you: have to do.

MAL: This isn't a discussion I much want: to have at the moment.

INARA: It doesn't matter what you want.: He's dying.

He looks at her. Off that eye contact --


Kaylee enters the infirmary, joining Zoe, who is watching Book -- genuinely unconscious now. Kaylee makes a move to hold his hand.

KAYLEE (re: holding hand): Can I?

ZOE: Sure. He's out, though.

KAYLEE: He did this for me once. How's he: doing?

ZOE: I cleaned it out, wrapped it up.: Best I could do. I don't know.

KAYLEE: But we're headed for help, right?

ZOE: Captain'll come up with a plan.

KAYLEE: That's good, right?

ZOE: Possible you're not recalling some of: his previous plans.

After a beat:

KAYLEE: We left 'em back there.

ZOE: Yeah.

KAYLEE: Don't seem right.



River and Simon struggle along though the woods. Stark and his men march behind them, keeping the pace up. Simon stares down at his own feet. River is calm, almost cheerful.

SIMON: They're walking us faster. We must: be almost there.

RIVER: Almost there!

SIMON: I suppose there's an outside chance: we'll be revered as kings. But it: seems unlikely.

RIVER: Almost home.

He looks at her. Was that a premonition or gibberish? The procession comes to a halt. Simon looks up to see that they're indeed, here.

It's a small community. Falling down gray wood shacks. A frontier town that lost the battle with the forest, and was overrun. The general look is Appalachian village.

A few beaten looking people sit in front of the shacks: thin men cooking on crude clay ovens, grim-faced tattered women tending to dirty children in sack-dresses.

Stark pulls Simon roughly by the arm, out into the center of the cluster.

STARK: Look at what we got! It's a doctor! Got ourselves a doctor! (proud, relieved): A doctor. A real doctor.

Simon looks to Stark who suddenly seems less threatening -- because he's smiling and not malevolently, but with a kind of relief.

Simon looks back to the village as more and more. TOWNSFOLK begin to emerge...

STARK (cont'd) (nudging him, sotto): Stand up straight.

Simon does, as many of the townsfolk draw nearer, tentative, curious.... some in awe...


Wash is looking with some awe himself at a thing just outside the cockpit window.

Mal looks less awestruck and more or less just grim.

WASH: You sure this is where you wanna be?

MAL: Oh, I'm fairly certain it ain't. Be: they're gonna have what we need.


SERENITY moving (slowly now) through space. CAMERA PANS with Serenity, revealing just what it is she's moving toward...

AN ENORMOUS ALLIANCE CRUISER. A GRAPHIC comes up over this image: Alliance Cruiser, Magellan, Outer Rim.


A DOOR is pushed open. Dusty SUNLIGHT pours into this dark place. Simon and Stark are silhouetted against it.

STARK: In here.

He ushers Simon inside.

STARK (cont'd): Don't figure it's near as fancy as: you're used to, but it's what we got.

River enters with them. Simon tries to make his eyes adjust to the dimness. It's dark in here, and there are eight or nine people inside, all ages. There are a few cots around the edges, but mostly people sit on the dirt floor. Everyone is thin, haggard, hopeless. They look at him with dead eyes.

SIMON: What... what is this place? Am I in: prison?


Mal and Wash looking out at the imposing Alliance Cruiser which fills the entire bridge window.

MAL (to Wash): Be sure to ask nicely.

Wash nods, he's already got his hand mic poised to speak into:

WASH: Alliance Cruiser Magellan, this is: Firefly transport Serenity,: requesting permission for docking.

As Wash says this, Mal moves to exit the bridge, passing...

...Inara who stands there. He doesn't even look at her. Off Inara, and before Wash's request can be answered...

STARK (V.O.): T'ain't a prison...


The sad, dark place.

STARK: ...it's the sickhouse.

There is some COUGHING and MOANING. Simon looks to River. who gazes with sadness and compassion on those there. Stark calls out to a young woman, DORALEE.

STARK (cont'd) (to Doralee): Got yer doctor.

DORALEE (joining them): Praise The Lord!

STARK: Doralee here'll show you what's what.

Stark turns and exits. Simon looks around, moves closer to the patients.

DORALEE: What's your name?

RIVER (appearing): Simon.

Doralee looks over, sees River.

DORALEE: Well, hello there. Who're you?

SIMON: That's River.

River tries to move toward the sick people. Simon holds her back.

SIMON (cont'd): River. (indicates chair): Just... sit down over there.

She does. Doralee looks to River; Simon looks to the assembled.

SIMON (cont'd) (to Doralee): Has there been... is there a sickness: here?

DORALEE: Nothing especial. Just, people get: sick. Or injured. Mostly people: heal on their own, but sometimes...

SIMON: Sometimes you need a doctor. (then): Bring me light and any supplies you: have.

As Simon rolls up his sleeves --




We dock with the huge ship Magellan.


Mal and Jayne carry Book on a stretcher from the infirmary area into the cargo bay where Zoe waits for them.

JAYNE (re: stretcher): How we gonna do this?

MAL: Put him down here.

They carefully lower Book onto a large crate in the cargo bay that's near the sliding airlock doors. Mal takes off his gun, hands it to Jayne.

MAL (cont'd): Take this.

JAYNE: You sure?

MAL: Go.

A beat. Jayne does. Mal moves to the controls, starts rolling back the inner airlock doors.

ZOE: You sanguine about the kinda: reception we're apt to receive on an: Alliance ship, Captain?

MAL: Absolutely. (then): What's sanguine?

ZOE: Hopeful. Plus, item of interest, it: also means bloody.

MAL: Well, that pretty much covers the: options, don't it?

Mal moves to the smaller inner door on the ramp, hits a button -- WHOOSH, it opens, and MAL finds himself facing a PMALANX OF GUNS held on him by Alliance Soldiers.




Doralee has brought a hurricane lamp and a wicker box presumably with medical supplies. Simon kneels in front of a child with a bandaged arm. He unwraps the bandage. As he examines the child --

SIMON: This all seems pretty minor. There's: no epidemic? Nothing more serious? I was brought here just to tend to: these people?

DORALEE: They need tendin', don't they? Last: year, the place needed builders. Got: two men. Five years ago, they: decided they needed a teacher.

SIMON: So they... went and took one?

DORALEE: Went and took me.

Simon looks up from his work.

SIMON: You're... are you a prisoner here: too?

DORALEE: I just live here now. Teach the: children their sums, their Bible: lessons, how to live the Lord's way.: Don't choose to leave.

SIMON: And you think they'd let you?

DORALEE (shrugs): Never thought to try. They needed a: teacher. That's what I do. Teach.

Off Simon's incredulous reaction we return to...


Mal, Zoe and injured Book face an array of guns. There are three soldiers, a COMMANDER in charge, and an ENSIGN.

Mal and Zoe are not wearing weapons and keep their hands in evidence as the Commander and his team moves into the cargo bay area. Regard the injured Book.

MAL: We're requesting aid. No other: purpose.

ZOE: We got papers.

She carefully pulls a little folder of papers from her vest, hands 'em over the Ensign. As he looks at them...

COMMANDER: What's your business?

MAL: We're a supply ship. Freelance. Had: an accident this morning. Crewman: got injured...

Mal indicates with his head -- back toward Book.

ZOE: We need medical help.

Mal's getting twitchy -- Book might be dying.

MAL: Fast'd be better'n slow.

The Ensign looks up from the papers. He hands them to the Commander. He looks at them.

COMMANDER (to the Colonel): Official seal's out of date,: Captain... (checks paper): Harbatkin?

Book opens his eyes, looks up at the Commander.

MAL: We ain't been through a checkpoint in: a while, Sir. You gonna see to my: man?

COMMANDER: How did this happen?

ZOE: He was --

MAL (preemptively): Bystander in a gun fight. Back on: Jiangyin. You can check. Not he nor: any of ours were the aggressors.

COMMANDER: We aren't an emergency facility,: Captain. Our services aren't simply: available to any--

BOOK (weakly): Commander...

The Commander looks at Book, startled.

BOOK (cont'd): My ident card... pocket...

Book tries to reach into his own pants pocket, winces...

The Commander nods to the Ensign. He helps Book, comes up with an ident card... a square of electronic paper.

Mal and Zoe watch with interest -- weren't expecting this and don't quite know what to make of it.

The Ensign takes the card, slides it into a reading device (size of a credit card imprinter) which overrides its privacy code, and takes in secured information on it. He hands it to the Commander. WE CAN SEE information scrolling across the card. The Commander looks at it. Then, to the Ensign:

COMMANDER (no nonsense): Get this man to the infirmary at: once.

The soldiers carry Book off to the infirmary. Zoe and MAL exchange a look.


Simon has brought in even more light. Some of the people, having been treated, have left. The few remaining ones seem happier, livelier... Simon is making a difference.

Simon is treating a woman's infected hand when another woman approaches him. As Simon finishes treating the first woman, Doralee enters and approaches him. She has River with her.

DORALEE: I found her. She wasn't far.

SIMON: Thank you. She's... It's important: she stay close.

River wanders to a corner of the room, sits among some small children.

DORALEE: She's not quite right, is she?

Simon finishes what he's doing...

SIMON (to the patient): You keep that bandage clean now, you: understand?

Simon sits back and looks toward River.

SIMON (cont'd) (to Doralee): River's been through some trauma.: She's recovering though.

DORALEE: She in a restful situation these: days? Getting a chance to get better?

SIMON: Not... well. We're trying. But: It's... difficult.

They watch as River looks at a little girl, age around seven, we'll know as RUBY. The little girl looks back at her, apparently unresponsive.

DORALEE: She won't get a good conversation out: of Ruby, I can tell you that much.: That little girl's mute.

SIMON: Do you know the cause? Was she born: deaf?

DORALEE: No. She was fine until two years ago: when she stopped talking.

ANGLE ON: River and the little girl.

DORALEE (cont'd): Place like this might be good for: your sister. Quiet, safe. Place: where folks-take care of each other.

SIMON: Yes, it seems like a lovely little: community of kidnappers.

DORALEE: You shouldn't be so quick to judge.: The Lord says 'judge not.'

SIMON: They took us off the street.

DORALEE: I know it. life sometimes takes you: places you weren't expectin' to go.

SIMON: Life didn't bring us here. Those men: did.

DORALEE: So where were you headed? (off his look): My experience is that folks comin'to: Jiangyian are usually just passin': through, on their way to someplace: else. So what about you two? Where: were you goin'? Home?

We linger on Simon as he considers that, looks at his sister for a long beat.


Mal, Zoe and Jayne in an observation room just off the big, hi-tech Alliance cruiser infirmary. Within we see ALLIANCE DOCTORS working on Book. This has none of that E.R. urgency -- it's all very staid and antiseptic.

ZOE: So what do you figure -- Shepherd's: got some sort of Alliance connection?

MAL: Have to say, all evidence to the: contrary, that would surprise me.

JAYNE: Surprised me you droppin' us right in: the Fed's lap. Something we sure as: hell wouldn't be able to do with two: fugies on the boat. (smiles): But then we don't got that problem no: more, eh Cap?

Jayne starts to kick back, have a seat. Stops as:

MAL: We don't sit. This ain't a place to: make yourself comfortable.

Jayne's about to protest, but before he can:

MAL (cont'd): We don't sit.

Jayne stands awkwardly. Off Mal, looking into the infirmary --


Simon pulls a blanket over a patient who is asleep. He stands. Work done for the day. He turns. River is not there. Nor is little Ruby.

SIMON: River? River?

Doralee appears.

DORALEE: What's wrong?

SIMON: River's gone. So's the little girl.

DORALEE: Ruby -- (then, as she goes): I'll check out back.

Simon nods. Doralee moves off. Simon moves to the entrance. He pulls open the door --

-- and there's River. Alone. She's using her dress as a pouch for something.

SIMON: River, don't... what is that?

RIVER: Berries. For you.

She reveals a skirt full of BERRIES.


RIVER: I picked them.

SIMON: Thank you...

He looks around, finds a bowl, starts helping her to transfer the berries.

SIMON (cont'd): This is... thank you.

RIVER: You're my brother. I know I make it: hard for you.

SIMON: No...

RIVER: I made you be here. I remember: everything. But... more. I remember: more, Simon. Too much. I'm confused: all the time. Don't mean to be.

SIMON: I know.

RIVER: I wanted you to have berries.: Because they're good. And they're: sweet. And you make me better.

He looks at her. Smiles. As he puts one of the berries in his mouth:

RIVER (cont'd): They're not poison.

He almost chokes as he laughs. Hugs her. Now Doralee appears with Ruby.

DORALEE (relieved to see: River): You found her.

Ruby moves off to her makeshift bed, one of the many mats.

SIMON: Yes, she... there are berries.

DORALEE : Fruit of the ground. God's reward: for a hard day's work. (to Ruby): You get to bed, now.

SIMON (re: he and River): We should probably think about doing: the same. It's been a big day, what: with the abduction and all.

DORALEE: Ya'll don't have to sleep here.: There's a house set aside for you.: We've been looking for a doctor for: a good while. So things are ready.

SIMON: Really...

RIVER (mouth full of: berries): Her sister got killed. Her mother: got crazy. Killed the sister. That: one lived.

DORALEE: Ruby talked to you, honey? (to Simon, excited): It's true what she's saying. Poor: woman went out of her mind, tried to: kill her two girls. Ruby lived. (to River): Sweetheart, you are an angel! No: one's been able to get Ruby to speak: even a peep! It's a miracle! That's: what it is!

RIVER: Ruby doesn't talk. Her voice got: scared away. I hear crickets.

DORALEE: I don't understand... if Ruby didn't: talk, how do you...?

RIVER: I pulled it out. I looked in her: head and I pulled it out. She talks: in there.

SIMON: My sister is...

DORALEE (soft, stunned): A witch....

SIMON: What?

DORALEE (reciting): 'And they shall be among the people,: and they shall speak truths and: whisper secrets... and you will know: them by their crafts.'

SIMON: No, you misunderstand --

Doralee takes a troubled, horrified step backward...

DORALEE: Witch. She's a witch! You brought: a witch to us!

He's been moving steadily toward her; she's been backing up to the doorway. He reaches for her --

SIMON: No... Doralee, please...

DORALEE: 'Thou shall not suffer a witch to: live.'

She runs into the night. Simon is, understandably, alarmed.



"Act Four


We're in Simon's third and final flashback. [Note: again, this is on a different night, new wardrobe.] We're in the same room. Regan looks out the window, alone. Face etched with worry, drink in hand. It's POURING RAIN outside. She hears the front door open O.S. Simon enters wearing an overcoat, walking briskly, followed by his father-

REGAN: Simon! Thank god! I was so worried.

SIMON: I'm fine.

REGAN: Then what were you doing in a police: holding center?

GABRIEL: Your son was caught in a vice unit: raid. Downtown, in a red-light: tenement bar; (to Simon): Never expected I'd be dragged out of: the house in the middle of the night: for something like this, Simon.

SIMON: Weren't you even listening? I had to: go there! It was the only place the: man would meet me.

REGAN: Man? What man?

SIMON: Someone with information about the: Academy. Someone with the contacts: we're going to need. Other children: have disappeared into that school,: mother. And the ones who do come: out, they're... wrong... aphasic or: psychotic...

She just stares. Gabriel looks more annoyed than worried.

GABRIEL: Can you believe this? This is what: I've had to listen to for the last: two hours.

SIMON: I've been working on her letters.: There is a code. She says someone is: hurting them.

Gabriel goes to the phone-screen, starts to make a call.

GABRIEL: I'll call Johan. He should be able: to scrub this off his record, with a: small transfer of funds...

Simon slams the shut-off, stopping the call.

SIMON: Dad! Forget my record! River is in: trouble!

GABRIEL: River isn't here!

Simon looks like he's been slapped across the face. Stunned.

GABRIEL (cont'd): We are. And we have to be very: careful what we do. This is a: government school, Simon. People in: our position... it's important that: we show support for this government.

SIMON: You're talking about politics? This: is about your daughter!

GABRIEL: This is about our lives.

Simon stares at them both for a beat, taking this in. He leaves the room, exits to --


Simon steps out into the rain. Gabriel follows.

GABRIEL: Where are you going?

SIMON: To get her out.

GABRIEL: This isn't something you want to do.

SIMON: You're right. This isn't something: I want to do. But if I don't, then: no one will. So I'll do it. I'll: take care of her. Just like I always: have.

Simon moves out into the RAIN. Gabriel takes a step after him --

GABRIEL: That's < bullcrap >. We gave both of: our children everything they could: possibly want.

Simon turns back, rain beating down on him.

SIMON: But you never gave us anything we: needed.

GABRIEL: How can you say that? Look around: you! Look at this life!

SIMON: You had rooms to fill. That's all.: You used us like furniture.

GABRIEL: Not true. We love you.

A beat as Simon sees the pain on his father's face. Wants that to be true. Rain streaming down his face, he softens for one last plea.

SIMON: Then show me. Show River. Come with: me, dad. We can save her.

A long beat as Gabriel just stares at his son.

GABRIEL: Believe me, Simon... if I thought: even for a moment...

SIMON (hardens, starts to: turn): Forget it.

GABRIEL: If you do this thing, they will find: you, and they will put you away. And: know this: when they do, I will not: come for you. It you leave here, if: you do this... I will not come for: you.

Simon stares at his father for a beat, then turns and walks away into the night.


Simon and River watch as Doralee rings the town bell. It's at the side of the little street, rigged to a pole. She pulls repeatedly at the cord that swings the clapper. Townspeople, about a dozen, emerge onto the streets. Stark among them. Doralee yells to them as they appear.

DORALEE: Witch! The girl's a witch!

SIMON: This is lunacy. You're supposed to: be the teacher here. What exactly is: it you teach?!

An older man, an official known as the town PATRON, comes to Doralee, puts a hand on her arm, makes her stop ringing the bell. He's got a long coat over pajamas, an air of authority, and he seems completely rational and comforting.

PATRON: What's going on, woman? Why are you: knocking us out of our beds this hour?

DORALEE: That girl, the new doctor's sister...: she read Ruby's mind. She said she: pulled the thoughts out.

River is clinging to Simon, confused and scared.

SIMON: River's not a witch. She's just a: troubled girl--

The Patron smiles at the brother and sister.

PATRON: I'm sure that's true- (to River): You're not a witch, are you, < young: one >? I'm the Patron here -- do you: know what that means? It means I'm: in charge. You can tell me.

River stays silent. The Patron continues to look at her intently. Simon gets uncomfortable.

RIVER (to the Patron,: pleasantly): The old Patron died. He was sick and: you were alone in the room with him.

The Patron slaps her across the face.


Simon makes a rush for him and is restrained.

PATRON: This girl reads minds and spins: falsehoods! She has had congress: with The Beast!

The Patron motions to two men who step forward, take River.

PATRON (cont'd): We will purge the devil from her.

She KICKS... struggling to break free. This isn't delicate squirming, but an all-out fight.

She lets out a horrible long SCREAM -- as if she's being killed. It's shocking. It doesn't help.

SIMON: No! She didn't mean anything!

PATRON: Bind her. She must be purged. With: fire.


We're back on Serenity. Book is on the recovery table. Comes around. Sees Mal hovering over him.

BOOK: Well. That's not a face I expect to: see in heaven. Guess I survived. (then): Thank you, Captain. It was very: resourceful of you.

MAL: Had no reason to think it'd work.: Just took a chance.

BOOK: Reckon that's how you do lots of: things.

MAL: Majority of the time it turns out: bad. I may want to rethink my: governing principle.

BOOK: Well, it worked out this time.

MAL: Yeah. They let us come and they let: us go. What kind of ident card gets: us that kind of reception and send: off?

BOOK: I'm a shepherd. Folks like a man of: God.

MAL: No they don't. Men of God make: everyone feel guilty and judged.: That's not what I saw. You like to: tell me what really happened?

BOOK: I surely would. And maybe someday I: will. (then): It's good to be home.

Zoe appears.

ZOE: Captain?

Mal moves to join her just outside the door.

ZOE (cont'd): Wave come up on the cortex -- Badger: heard we left Jiangyin. Wants to: know why we're not on our way back to: Persephone with his share of the: cattle money.

MAL: You indicate to him we had a medical: emergency?

ZOE: The point was made.

MAL: How'd he take it?

ZOE: Not real well.

MAL (moves off): Guess we better hurry, then.


The villagers are constructing a witch-burning set-up... vertical pole, kindling... you know how it goes.

Men SCURRY UP TREES, like Stark before. They go into the high branches, drop down dry, dead kindling.

River, being held, is calm again. But Simon is losing it. Stark is there now, too, looking regretful.

SIMON: Don't do this. There has to be: another way...

STARK: You asked for time, Doctor. The: Patron give you that. But you don't: offer him nothin'.

The Patron says something to the men holding River. They spirit her over to the stake. The men start to tie River to the stake. She doesn't struggle. They're piling kindling there. One of the men fires up a small TORCH.

Simon manages to rip free, rush over, shoves that guy aside.

SIMON: Get away from her!

He gets hit. Hits back. More of the men come at him. He stands between them and River. Sees that he's woefully outnumbered.

SIMON (cont'd): If you must have a sacrifice, will: you not take me instead?

PATRON: God commands us to destroy this evil.: She's a witch. There is no other way.

Simon sees the odds. Nothing to do now. He looks to River, gently brushes the hair from her eyes.

RIVER (re: stake): Post holer. For digging holes. For: posts.

SIMON (small laugh): That's right.

She smiles at him. Doesn't seem frightened. He smiles back, tries not to explode with the emotion. He puts his arms around her. Then, all defiance, he turns to the mob.

SIMON (cont'd): Light it.

The Patron nods to the man with the torch. He brings it up. Is about to touch it to the pile...

RIVER (clear and still): Time to go.

Then the wind picks up and it gets darker, as


huge and gray. THUNK. The BOMBAY DOORS open on the belly of Serenity and there's Jayne, hanging out of them, big ass rifle with a flashlight strapped to it aimed down on those assembled. He could pick off any of them at any time. THE VILLAGERS back away, stunned.

MAL (O.S.): Say there, doc --

MAL AND ZOE, fully armed, emerge from the trees behind the crowd. Guess who's surrounded now?

MAL: Now don't you think you're takin': this persecution complex of yours a: mite far? Why don'tcha just... step: down off the pyre.

ZOE: It's a stake, sir. Not a pyre.

A few of the men make a move. CHA-CHUNK. BLAMM! A burst of buckshot at their feet from Zoe's gun convinces them that might not be a such a great idea.

MAL (to Patron): Cut her down.

PATRON: The girl is a witch

MAL: Yeah. But she's our witch. (cocks his gun): So cut her the hell down.

Off Mal's won't-take-no-for-an-answer look...


Mal comes into the common area, glances into the infirmary, notes that it's empty. He turns and there's Simon.

SIMON: I've moved him to his room.

MAL: How's he faring?

SIMON: He's going to be fine. They took: good care of him.

MAL: Good to know.

Mal starts to go. Simon hesitates, then:

SIMON: Captain -- ?

Mal turns, looks at him.

SIMON (cont'd): You... you came for us.

MAL: You're on my crew.

SIMON: Right. I just, I guess I didn't..: you don't even like me.

MAL: You're on my crew. Why we still: talking about this? (his back to him, as: he goes): Chow's in ten. No need to dress.

As we, hold on Simon:


The crew gathered for supper. Everyone's there except for Book. Simon appears, ushers in River. He pulls a chair for her, but she goes across the table, takes a seat in between Jayne and Wash.

Kaylee appears carrying a bread basket, sets it on the table.

She glances at Simon. He smiles at her. She smiles back. He holds a chair for her. She sits.

There's lots of chatting and laughing and arguing.

WE FOLLOW the serving dish as it's passed around. Jayne takes a big hunk of bread, puts it on his plate, passes the dish. He looks back -- the bread is gone. River's got it, is eating it.

Simon takes in the communal experience happening around him. And as we pull back on this milieu --




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