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Clips from Firefly - The Train Job (S01E01)

Short Films 2000 Season 1, Episode 1 1,067 clips

Credits

Go! Go!
Here. Here's your code. You're Lieutenant Baker!
Pull back just far enough to wedge 'em in here.
Thanks for volunteering. Bendis...
Just focus!
And we choked 'em with those words.
Just a little while longer.
You hold! Go!
Really think we can bring her down, sir?
You even need to ask?
- Ready? - Always.
Bendis.
Bendis!
Someone's coming around!
Go! Go!
Yeah!
Zoe.
Nice cover fire.
Did you see that? Green, what's our status on...
Zoe!
Hey, listen to me.
Bendis, look at me!
Listen. We're holding this valley, no matter what.
- We're gonna die. - We're not gonna die.
We can't die, Bendis. And you know why?
Because we are so very pretty.
We are just too pretty for God to let us die.
Look at that chiseled jaw, huh?
Come on.
If you won't listen to me, listen to that.
Zoe, tell the 82nd to...
They're not coming.
Command says it's too hot. They're pulling out.
We're to lay down arms.
But what's...
The vault's sealed.
Okay, I'm gonna boil it. Jayne, give me the sticky.
No worries.
Everything looks good from here.
Yes.
Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive.
This Land.
I think we should call it your grave.
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal.
Mine is an evil laugh.
Now die.
Oh, no, God.
Oh, dear God in heaven.
Oh, motherless son of a bi...
Full pressure. The goods must be intact.
Okay. Lookin' good.
Dammit. Have they spotted us?
- I can't tell if... - Have they hailed us?
If they're here for the salvage, we're humped.
- I don't like this. - Wash, shut it down. Now!
- Everything but the air. - Kaylee.
Kaylee! Go to blackout. We're being buzzed.
Affirmative. Goin' dark.
Okay, now I can't get down.
Damn shame. No point in checking for survivors?
Wash, they slowin' down?
That's a neg.
Sir, there is a reading on that thing.
- Some residual heat. - Do a sweep.
Captain, we're humped!
Prep the ship now!
Illegal salvage.
Low-life vultures picking the flesh off the dead.
Should we deploy gunships and bring her in?
Do it.
Cry baby, cry...
...make your mother sigh. Engaging the "crybaby."
sounds like a personnel carrier.
Wash, we're on. Go.
Hang on, travelers.
Let's moon 'em.
Our gunships would never get back to us in time.
All right. Let's go help these people.
A Firefly with possible stolen goods on board.
Maybe somebody'll step on those roaches.
- Close one. - Yeah.
Any one you walk away from, right?
As long as we got the goods, I call this a win.
Right.
We win.
- Well, there we are. - They're awfully pretty.
I'd say worth the little risk.
- Shut up. - Problem, sir?
Couldn't say.
What the hell they doin' out this far anyhow?
Shining the light of civilization.