Kaylee: The only place I seen somethin’ so nice is some of the things Inara has.
Mal: Well, we best be movin’.
Zoe: I guess she needs all that stuff, the life she leads.
Kaylee: Well, sure. Sometimes the customers buy her things. Some real rich men.
Mal: Come on! These ain’t feathers I’m toting here, ya know?
Kaylee: I like the ruffles. Inara gets to wear whatever she wants.
Mal: What are you going to do in that rig? Flounce around the engine room? Be like a sheep walking on its hind legs.
(Kaylee walks off, hurt. Zoe gives Mal a death stare and takes his bag from him.)
Zoe: See you on the ship, Captain.
(Zoe, Wash and Kaylee board the mule and leave.)
Jayne: Is she mad or something?