Inara Traditional Cache
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Inara: You don't need strength as much as speed. We're fragile creatures. It takes less than a pound of pressure to cut skin.
Mal: You know that? They teach you that in whore academy?
Inara: You have a strange sense of nobility, Captain. You'll lay a man out for implying I'm a whore, but you keep calling me one to my face.
Mal: I might not show respect to your job, but he didn't respect you. That's the difference. Inara, he doesn't even see you.
Inara: Well, I guess death will solve the issue to everyone's satisfaction.
Inara: Physical appearance doesn't matter so terribly. You look for compatibility of spirit. There's an energy about a person that's difficult to hide.You try to feel that--
Mal: (entering Inara's shuttle) And then you try to feel the energy of their credit account, it has a sort of...aura...
Inara: What did I say to you about barging into my shuttle?
Mal: That it was manly and impulsive?
Inara: Yes, precisely. Only the exact phrase I used was, "Don't."
Mal: Well, you're holding my mechanic in thrall. And Kaylee! What the hell is goin' on in the engine room? Were there monkeys? Some terrifying space monkeys maybe got loose?
Jayne: I don’t like the idea of someone hearing what I’m thinking.
Inara: No one likes the idea of hearing what you’re thinking.
Inara: I like watching the game. As with other situations, the key seems to be giving Jayne a heavy stick and standing back.
Inara: It sounds like the sort of thing this crew can handle. I can’t guarantee they’ll handle it particularly well, but —
Nandi: If they got guns, and brains at all…
INARA: They have guns.
Inara: But perhaps the dining area isn’t the place for this sort of thing?
Mal: What do you mean? Only place with a table big enough.
Inara: Of course. In that case… (rearranges guns) Every well-bred petty crook knows…the small concealable weapons always go to the far left of the place setting.
Mal: It sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.
Inara: I don't suppose you'd find it up to [the] standards of your outings. More conversation, and somewhat less... petty theft and getting hit with pool cues.
Book: I've been out of the abbey two days, I've beaten a lawman senseless, I've fallen in with criminals. I watched the captain shoot the man I swore to protect. And I'm not even sure if I think he was wrong. I believe... I just... I think I'm on the wrong ship.
Inara: Maybe. Or maybe you're exactly where you ought to be.
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