Pale Rider

There's nothing like a nice piece of hickory.

Because if we sell out now... what price do we put on our dignity next time? Two thousand dollars? Less? Or just the best offer?

«And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say: 'Come and see.' And I looked... and behold a pale horse, and his name that sat on him... was Death... and hell followed with him.»