(Jayne reads a letter from his mother aloud.)
Jayne: "My dear boy. I hope you are well
and that you get this soon in your travels. Thank you for the credits you forwarded, they have helped as Matty is still sick with the Damplung. He waves hello, and so does your father. He is in good spirits and there was layoffs but the foreman said no one can weld like a Cobb so he has employment still. I made you the enclosed..." -- Ooh! Enclosed! (He digs his hand into the package, pulls out a wool knitted hat with earflaps and a pom pom, and puts it on.) -- "...the enclosed to keep you warm on your travels. Hope to hear from you soon, love, mother." How's it sit? Pretty cunning, don't ya think?
Kaylee: I think it's the sweetest hat ever.
Book: Makes a statement.
Jayne: Yeah, yeah!
Wash: A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he's not afraid of anything.
Jayne: Damn straight.
(the crew opens a big box to find a body. Jayne peers in)
Jayne: What'd y'all order a dead guy for?
Malcolm: Everybody dies, Tracey. Someone's carryin' a bullet for you right now, doesn't even know it. The trick is, die of old age before it finds you.