Virtual Firefly www.stillflying.net Season 2 Episode 9: Open Wounds Written by Matt Engstorm and George W. Krubski Directed by George W. Krubski

Teaser from 2x09: Open Wounds ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- EXT. SAINT CHRISTOPHER – TOWN SQUARE – NIGHT The HOVER-MULE smokes against the FOUNTAIN as its engine GRINDS. JAYNE and NICO are on the ground, unconscious and beaten. Beat. Two MEN, armed with rifles, tentatively approach Jayne. MAN#1: He a Reaver? MAN#2: I don’t know. Sirens’ve stopped. Maybe they left one of their own behind. Stay back now… MAN#1: Looks more like he’s been beaten than he cut on himself. Jayne stirs, rolling over, semi-conscious. MAN#2: Sure is ugly enough to be a Reaver. MAN#3 (OS): Don’t matter. He’s one of them outsiders set off the alarms, that’s for certain. A third MAN and WOMAN, also armed, have joined them. WOMAN: String them up. The men nod. JAYNE (trying to sit up): Reaver? I ain’t no Reaver! MAN#2: Let’s string ‘em up! The impromptu lynch mob moves toward Jayne.

JAYNE: Let’s not! The sound of approaching ENGINES drones above the town square. The mob and Jayne look up as— SERENITY drops down out of the sky, shaky and barely under control. MAN#1: Run! The crowd scatters as Serenity comes in for a rough landing, partially on the fountain. Water and shattered stone spray in every direction. Almost immediately, the ramp lowers and SIMON rushes out, carrying a shotgun, which he fires into the air—sending the mob into further retreat. JAYNE: Hey! All business, Simon rushes to check NICO and then moves toward Jayne. KAYLEE runs down the ramp, pausing as she sees the wounded. KAYLEE (looking at Nico): Is she…? SIMON: No. (beat) Kaylee? Is the hover-mule working? She snaps out of it, runs to the hover-mule. SIMON (cont’d) (to Jayne): Can you walk? JAYNE (grunting): Maybe. (looks at Serenity) Who was flyin’ the ship? Kaylee, examining the hover-mule, laughs nervously as she glances at Serenity, flopped in the fountain.

KAYLEE: Glad Wash showed me what all them switches do ‘fore he left. Guess I’m better at fixin’ her than flyin’ her, though. (business again) Hover-mule running okay. Simon moves toward Nico. Jayne hobbles after. SIMON: Help me load her on. KAYLEE Good thing it’s her and not Jayne. Simon glances in the direction where the crowd scattered. SIMON: Where are the bounty hunters? KAYLEE: Where’s the Captain? JAYNE: Gone. They’re all gone. (to Simon) They wasn’t after your sister, doc. Them bounty hunters, they just wanted Mal. EXT. SPACE – SAME TIME A sleek bounty hunter ship glides through the black. INT. BOUNTY HUNTER SHIP – PASSENGER HOLD There are two rows of three metal seats facing the center of the room. MAL and INARA sit in the center chairs, shackled hand and foot, opposite one another. MAL: Inara? What’re you doing here? INARA: Being kidnapped. Same as you. Mal looks over her shoulder, trying to see around the corner into the bridge. SMILING JACK TUNSTALL can just be seen, his back to Mal and Inara.

MAL:

INARA: What do you intend to do with that? MAL (gritted, around the pin): Jimmy the lock. Mal shifts to the right, spits the pin into his hand, and starts fiddling with the lock. INARA: “Jimmy?” MAL: You know. Shove it in the hole. Wiggle it around. Hope somethin’ pops. In my line of work, that’s called jimmyin’. I believe you call that process somethin’ a mite different. (off Inara’s glare) ‘less, of course, his name happens to be Jimmy… Inara rolls her eyes. The sound of FOOTSTEPS comes from the direction of the bridge. Mal stops trying to pick the lock and hides the pin under his arm and atop the armrest. Tunstall comes down from the bridge and looks Mal and then Inara. MAL: Who’re you workin’ for? TUNSTALL: You’re a very direct man, Malcolm Reynolds. Honest. Trustworthy. (turns to Inara) Practical. Tunstall pulls the remaining pin from her hair. Inara flinches as he moves the point of the pin toward her eye. MAL: I try to be. Tunstall faces Mal, and Mal raises his hand, exposing the hidden pin then dropping it. Tunstall heads to a WAVE MONITOR above the two rows of metal seats, picking up Mal’s pin on the way. He punches a few buttons, and the monitor lights up, a face coming into focus. TUNSTALL (to Wave): Are the targets confirmed? BADGER smiles down from the Wave monitor. BADGER (via Wave): Malcolm Reynolds and Inara Serra. Ain’t you two jus’ the cutest couple?

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