[And there it was, the key to the lock, and Tucker finally, finally settled completely. They had taken her - a fucking noncombatant - alive, had taken her fucking hostage, and it was like one of those movies from the 1980's. Call the cops and we'll kill 'em. Don't meet our demands and we'll kill 'em, too. It was a fifty-fifty shot if it worked, too.

Well, shit. He hated it when Wash was right, sometimes. Sitting back and doing nothing seemed kind of crappy compared to everything else he could be doing.]

A lot of shit happened all at once, and Miles was way closer than I was to the whole thing. [He sounded angry about it, and that was probably because he was. Not at Miles, though, but just because he hadn't been closer to help.] A lot of villagers died and everything happened really fast. He's probably got a lot more information than I can give you.

You picked the wrong tree to bark up.