River: They say the snow on the roof is too heavy. They say the ceiling will cave in. His brains are in terrible danger.

On seeing Book's copius amount of hair for the first time.

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Mal: Can’t get paid if you’re dead.
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Mal: Did he?
Sheriff: Yep. Blew the back of his head right off.
Mal: So… would his job be open?

Mal: Mercy is the mark of a great man. (He lightly stabs Atherton) Guess I’m just a good man. (He stabs him again) Well, I’m all right.

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