Firefly

[Jayne is on the infirmary table, temporarily paralyzed after his spill.]

Jayne:
[mumbling] Is [s]pine okay?

Simon:
How much did they offer you to sell out me and River on Ariel?

Jayne:
[mumbling] Das crazy talk.

Simon:
Then let's talk crazy. How much?

[Jayne's eyes move toward the door.]

Jayne:
[mumbling] Anybody there?

[River pokes her head in.]

Jayne:
[mumbling] Anybody else?

. . .

[Simon continues to work on Jayne as he talks.]

Simon:
No matter what you do, or say or plot, no matter how you come down on us… I will never, ever harm you. You're on this table, you're safe. 'Cause I'm your medic, and however little we may like or trust each other, we're on the same crew. Got the same troubles, same enemies, and more than enough of both. Now, we could circle each other and growl, sleep with one eye open, but that thought wearies me. I don't care what you've done, I don't know what you're planning on doing, but I'm trusting you. I think you should do the same. 'Cause I don't see this working any other way.

[He leaves. River pokes her head in again.]

River:
Also... I can kill you with my brain.