Kaylee: “What’s her name?”

Zoe: “Hoban. Like her dad.”

Kaylee: “That’s, um.. that’s a beautiful name.”

Zoe: “It’s a joke, Kaylee. Her name is Emma.”

“Wash baby, baby no , baby come on. You gotta go. Come on, we gotta move. Baby please, we gotta move. Baby come on.”

Kaylee: “Wait, Wash! Where’s Wash?”

Zoe:  “He ain’t coming.”

“Funny, Sir, how you always find yourself in some Alliance-friendly bar come U-Day, looking for a “quiet drink.””
“Knew a man who had a hole clean through his whole shoulder, once. Used to keep a spare hankie in there.”
Mal: “Whatever happens, remember I love you.”
Zoë: “Sir?” 
Mal: “Because you’re my wife.” 
Zoë: “Right. Sir. Honey.” 

Zoe:  “Sir, I’d like you to take the helm, please. I need this man to tear all my clothes off.”

Wash:  “Work, work, work.”

Zoe: “In the time of war, we would’ve never left a man stranded.”

Mal: “Maybe that’s why we lost.”

Mal: “Think she’ll hold together?” 

Zoe: “She’s torn up plenty, but she’ll fly true.”