I'm at Mal on the grate for the second time.
Somebody mark me. Where are you now?
Tara: 'Your One-Stop Spot to Shop for Lots of New-Age and Occult Items.' Catchy. Giles: Think so? Tara: Uh huh. In a... hard to say sorta way.
'Sleeper'
Firefly 5: That's my girl... That's my good girl.
Discussion of the Mutant Enemy series, Firefly, the ensuing movie Serenity, and other projects in that universe.
beekaytee - Mar 06, 2011 3:36:36 pm PST #4280 of 5292
Compassionately intolerant
Zenkitty - Mar 06, 2011 3:36:53 pm PST #4281 of 5292
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I vaguely recall someone, maybe Tim, saying that Mal was originally conceived to be a decade or so older than Nathan Fillion, but they couldn't NOT give Nathan the part.
WindSparrow - Mar 06, 2011 3:36:56 pm PST #4282 of 5292
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I have a cat sitting between me and my computer... which is on my lap, so you can imagine how crowded I feel.
Love the dinner table convo here.
"Yeah, cuz sick people are HI-larious."
"Oh heh heh heh, do I ever..."
"So there is kissin'?"
erin_obscure - Mar 06, 2011 3:37:22 pm PST #4283 of 5292
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
Inara talking about whoring, around the dining table. oh, cake!
Liese S. - Mar 06, 2011 3:37:28 pm PST #4284 of 5292
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Aww, and he feels all left out, but no, they're celebrating him.
WindSparrow - Mar 06, 2011 3:38:08 pm PST #4285 of 5292
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
fire!
erin_obscure - Mar 06, 2011 3:38:21 pm PST #4286 of 5292
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
light out
Liese S. - Mar 06, 2011 3:38:28 pm PST #4287 of 5292
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
The timing in this episode is insane.
We're at explodey, bonny.
WindSparrow - Mar 06, 2011 3:39:18 pm PST #4288 of 5292
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
"I let you through, we all die."
Jayne as safety officer.
Liese S. - Mar 06, 2011 3:39:24 pm PST #4289 of 5292
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Peril!