George... what do you know about cocaine?

Diego Delgado: Do you have a dream, George?
George: Well, I would if I could get some fucking sleep.

Diego Delgado: I need a favor from you.
George: [narrating] The favor was to pick up 50 kilos of cocaine. Fifty. That's 110 pounds. Not exactly a small favor. Not like bumming a cigarette, for example. But what the hell. I didn't have anything better to do that day. It's not like I was on parole or anything.

Diego Delgado: How much time do you have?
George: Oh, let's see. Twenty-six months.
Diego Delgado: Twenty-six months? For murder? I must meet your lawyer.

George: So, what'd I tell ya, Derek?
Derek: It's great, but what am I supposed to do with it?
George: Sell it.
Derek: Jesus Christ, George, I don't see you for two years and you show up on my doorstep with 110 pounds of blow?

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