Quotes


"I see you're drinking one percent. Is that because you think you're fat?

Because you're not. You could be drinking whole if you wanted to. ..."

Napoleon Dynomite


FireFly Quotes

 

"We're not gonna die. We can't die, Bendis. You know why?

Because we are so...very...pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die."

 

"(playing with plastic dinosaurs over his console) Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive."

(as Stegosaurus) "We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land'."

(as T-Rex) "I think we should call it...your grave!"

(Stegosaurus) "Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"

(T-Rex) "Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh...now die!"

 

"I don't believe there's a power in the 'verse that can stop Kaylee from being cheerful."

(he smiles at her, never stopping working)

"Sometimes you just wanna duct tape her mouth and dump her in the hold for a month."

 

"Ten percent of nuthin' is...let me do the math here...nuthin' into nuthin'...carry the nuthin'..."



"I brought you some supper but if you'd prefer a lecture,

I've a few very catchy ones prepped...sin and hellfire... one has lepers."

 

"Well they tell you: never hit a man with a closed fist. But it is, on occasion, hilarious."

 

"Do you know what the chain of command is here?

It's the chain I go get and beat you with to show you who's in command."

"It's a real burn, being right so often."

 

Wash: (Off an alarm sounding from the console) "Closing in."

Zoe: "Planet's coming up a mite fast."

Wash: "That's just cause I'm going down too quick. Likely crash and kill us all."

Mal: "Well, that happens, let me know."

Harrow: "You have to finish it, lad. You have to finish it.

For a man to lay beaten... and yet breathing? It makes him a coward."

Inara: "It's humiliation."

Mal: "Sure. It would be humiliating. Having to lie there while the better man refuses to spill your blood.

Mercy is the mark of a great man. (lightly stabs Atherton with the sword)

Guess I'm just a good man. (stabs him again) Well, I'm all right."

 

Mal: "No, but in case you hadn't noticed, her voice kinda carries.

We're two miles above ground and they can probably hear her down there.

Soon as we unload, she can holler until our ears bleed." (to River) "Although I would take it as a kindness if she didn't."

River: "The human body can be drained of blood in 8.6 seconds given adequate vacuuming systems."

Mal: (to Simon) "See, morbid and creepifying, I got no problem with, long as she does it quiet-like."

 

Zoe: "You sanguine about the kind of reception we're apt to receive on an Alliance ship, Cap'n?"

Mal: "Absolutely." (beat) "What's 'sanguine' mean?"

Zoe: " 'Sanguine'. Hopeful. Plus -- point of interest -- it also means 'bloody'."

Mal: "Well, that pretty much covers all the options, don't it?"

 

Inara: "So, explain to me again why Zoe wasn't in the dress?"

Mal: "Tactics, woman! Needed her in the back. 'Sides, them soft cotton dresses feel kind of nice. There's a whole airflow."

Inara: "And you would know that because...?"

Mal: "You can't open the book of my life and jump in the middle. Like woman, I'm a mystery."

Inara: "Best keep it that way. I withdraw the question."

 

Book: "If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell.

A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater."

 

 

Book: "What are we up to, sweetheart?"

River: "Fixing your Bible."

Book: "I, um...(alarmed)...what?"

River: "Bible's broken. Contradictions, false logistics - doesn't make sense." (she's marked up the bible, crossed out passages)

Book: "No, no. You - you can't...

River: "So we'll integrate non-progressional evolution theory with God's creation of Eden.

Eleven inherent metaphoric parallels already there. Eleven. Important number.

Prime number. One goes into the house of eleven eleven times, but always comes out one. Noah's ark is a problem."

Book: "Really?"

River: "We'll have to call it early quantum state phenomenon.

Only way to fit 5000 species of mammal on the same boat." (rips out page)

 

Mal: "Looks can be deceiving."

Jayne: "Not as deceiving as a lowdown, dirty... deceiver."

Mal: "Well said. Wasn't that well said, Zoe?"

Zoe: "Had a kind of poetry to it, sir."

 

More Firefly Quotes



"Bring your own lampshade, somewhere there's a party
Here it's never endin', can't remember when it started
Pass around the lampshade, there'll be plenty enough room in jail

If bein' wrong's a crime, I'm serving forever
If bein' strong's your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If bein' afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin' party down the line
At the swingin' party down the line

Pound the prairie pavement, losin' proposition
Quittin' school and goin' to work and never goin' fishin'
Water all around, never learned how to swim now

If bein' wrong's a crime, I'm serving forever
If bein' strong's your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If bein' afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin' party down the line
At the swingin' party down the line

Bring your own lampshade, somewhere there's a party
Here it's never endin', can't remember when it started
Pass around the lampshade, there'll be plenty enough room in jail

If bein' wrong's a crime, I'm serving forever
If bein' strong is what you want, then I need help here with this feather
If bein' afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin' party down the line
[mumble] at the swingin' party down the line
Catch you down at the swingin' party down the line " The Replacements

Bastards of Yound by The Replacements

God, what a mess, on the ladder of success
Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons

Clean your baby womb, trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground, there'll ain't no beer tonight
Income tax deduction, what a hell of a function
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons

Unwillingness to claim us, ya got no word (war?) to name us

The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest
And visit their graves on holidays at best
The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please
If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons

Young...take it, it's yours...