“Lund: [drunk] Hey, you gonna drink t'the Alliance with me? Six years today, the Alliance sent the Browncoats runnin', pissin' their pants. You know, your coat is kind of a brownish color.
Mal: It was on sale. [drinks]
Lund: You didn't toast. Y'know, I'm thinkin' you're one o' them In'apendants.
Mal: And I'm thinking you weren't burdened with an overabundance of schooling. So why don't we just ignore each other till we go away?
Lund: The Independents were a bunch o' cowardly inbred piss pots. Should'a been killed off o' every world spinnin'.
Mal: [puts down drink] Say that to my face.
Lund: [threateningly] I said... you're a coward and a pisspot. Now what're you gonna do about it?
Mal: [smiles suddenly] Nothing. I just wanted you to face me so she could get behind ya…[Lund turns, and Zoë hits him in the face with the butt of her gun]…Drunks are so cute.”
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