That's a nice boy.

Go get him, Dulli.

Get in.

- We good? - Oh, yeah.

Are we good? Yeah, we're good. We're beautiful.

We're perfect.

This is Grade A, 100-percent pure Colombian cocaine, ladies and gentlemen.

Disco shit.

Pure as the driven snow.

My name is George Jung...

...federal inmate number 19225004.

I was born in New England.

Massachusetts, actually, in a town called Weymouth.

That's me. And that's my best friend, Tuna.

My dad ran a plumbing and heating company.

He had three trucks, 10 employees and did big jobs.

- Hey. He was my hero.

- Did you do it? - Yeah, I didn't fall once.

Attaboy. See you tonight. - Can I please come to work with you?

Hey, come on, Fred. Let's go, huh? Say goodbye to the kid.