Sometimes you’re flush and sometimes you’re bust. And when you’re up, it’s never as good as it seems. And when you’re down, you never think you’re gonna be up again. But life goes on. Remember that. Money isn’t real, George. It doesn’t matter. It only seems like it does.
This is Grade A, 100-percent pure Colombian cocaine, ladies and gentlemen. Disco shit. Pure as the driven snow.
-Tell you what, amigo. What about I come back and I bring you, say fifty thousand dollars? That alleviate some of your concerns?
-Amigo, you bring me $50,000 and I have no more concerns.
Danbury wasn’t a prison. It was a crime school. I went in with a bachelor of marijuana came out with a doctorate of cocaine.
When you’re carrying drugs across the border the idea is to remain calm. The way I do it is to think of something pleasant. A fun party, a moment of triumph, sexual encounter.
Project myself to that place. A little transcendental meditation, if you will. The trick is to imagine every little detail. Anything to keep your mind off the fact that you’re going to jail for a very long time if they find the 15 kilos of blow in your suitcases.
