shepherd Derrial Book

A government is a body of people, usually, notably, ungoverned.

— Preacher... don't the Bible have some pretty specific things to say about killing?
— Quite specific. It is, however, somewhat fuzzy around the subject of kneecaps.

Inara Serra: — I'd have to say this is the first time we've had a preacher on board.
Derrial Book: — Well, I wasn't expecting to see a state official either. I'm missing something funny?
Kaylee: — Not so funny.
Inara Serra: — Ambassador is Mal's way of saying.
Mal: — She's a whore, Shepherd.
Kaylee: — The term is "Companion."
Mal: — I always get those mixed up.

— Captain, do you mind if I say grace?
— Only if you say it out loud.

— If you take sexual advantage of her... you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters... and people who talk at the theater.
— What...? I am not... Preacher, you got a smutty mind.
— Perhaps l spoke out of turn.
— Per-maybe-haps, I'm thinking.
— I apologize. I'll make her up a room in the passenger dorm.
— Thank you.
— The special hell.

— Yes, I'd forgotten you're moonlighting as a criminal mastermind now. Got your next heist planned?
— No. But I'm thinking about growing a big, black moustache. I'm a traditionalist.