Pablo Escobar: Our business here today is cocaine, yes?
George: Si. Yes it is.
Pablo Escobar: I need to find an Americano who I can trust. One with honor, intelligence...
George: You need an Americano with balls, Senior Escobar.
Pablo Escobar: Yes, and balls, Mr. George.

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.

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.

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.

Fred Jung: Money isn't real, George. It doesn't matter. It only seems like it does.
Young George: Are you gonna tell Mom that?
Fred Jung: Yeah, that's gonna be a tricky one.

I was busted. Set up by the FBI and the DEA. That didn't bother me. Set up by Kevin Dulli and Derek Foreal to save their own asses. That didn't bother me. Sentenced to 60 years at Ottisville. That didn't bother me. I'd broken a promise. Everything I love in my life goes away.

The official toxicity limit for humans is between one and one and half grams of cocaine depending on body weight. I was averaging five grams a day, maybe more. I snorted ten grams in ten minutes once. I guess I had a high tolerance.

Derek: 36 hours... 36 hours, I can't believe we got rid of it in 36 hours.
George: I think it's fair to say you underestimated the market, Derek.
Derek: Right on. It's going to take us longer to count it than it did to sell it.

George: Just fucking sell it, Derek.
Derek: Okay, but it's going to take me a year.

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?

Hello Dad. You know I remember a lifetime ago, when I was about 3 1/2 feet tall, weighing all of 60 pounds, but every inch your son. I remember those Saturday mornings going to work with my dad, we'd climb into that big green truck. I thought that truck... was the biggest truck in the universe pop. I remember how important the job we did was, how if it wasn't for us, people would freeze to death. I thought you were the strongest man in the world. And remember those home videos when mom would dress up like Loretta Young, barbeques and football games, ice cream, playing with the Tuna. And when I left for California only to come home with the FBI chasing me, and that FBI agent Trout had to kneel down to put my boots on and you said, "That's where you belong you son of a bitch, puttin on Georgie's boots." That was a good one pop, you remember that. And remember that time when you told me that money wasn't real. Well old man, I'm 42 years old, and I finally realize what you were trying to tell me, so many years ago. I finally understand. Your the best, pop, just wish I could have done more for you, wish we had more time. Anyway, may the wind always be at your back, and the sun always upon your face, and may the wings of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars. I love you Dad. Love George.

George: May the wind always be at your back and the sun upon your face.
Fred Jung: And may the wings of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars. Cheers, Georgie.
George: Cheers, pop.

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George Jung

George Jung is an American cocaine dealer from the 1970s and 1980s and is portrayed by Johnny Depp in the film, Blow.  In the movie, George moves from Massachusettes to Southern California where he starts off selling marijuana.  After serving 3 years in a Federal prison, Jung upgrades from selling marijuana to cocaine...

Played By
Johnny Depp
Full Name
George Jung