Firefly

Mal:
Girl knows things. Things she shouldn't. Things she couldn't.

Jayne:
What, are you— are you sayin' she's a witch?

Wash:
[sarcastically] Yes, Jayne. She's a witch. She has had congress with the beast.

Jayne:
She's in Congress?

Wash:
How did your brain even learn human speech? I'm just so curious.

. . .

Wash:
Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction.

Zoe:
We live in a spaceship, dear.

Wash:
So?

. . .

Jayne:
Well… I don't like the idea of someone hearin' what I'm thinkin'.

Inara:
No one likes the idea of hearing what you're thinking.

Book:
The Alliance could have any number of uses for a psychic.

Zoe:
A psychic… or an assassin.

Simon:
She's just a kid! And she just wants to be a... kid.

Mal:
I wish it were that simple.

Jayne:
Yeah, and if wishes were horses, we'd all be eatin' steak.