The men of always aren’t interested in the children of never.
I would like to die on my own two feet. In the year 3047.
We have to create a presence so disruptive they’ll want nothing but peace.
There’s cash buried everywhere. The guerillas, the paramilitary, the narcos… Everybody’s burying cash.
There is nothing lower than a rat. And if we let the rats run free, the streets will be filled with them.
This is my city, Limón. These are my people. Medellín will never betray me.
No. Hippos don’t like Mexicans either.[Miguel Ángel Félix Gallardo: Would you have really fed me to those hippos?]
No one wants war, Carlito. Especially when they know they would lose.
I’ll die before I ever leave Colombia again.
I turned myself in to that punk, the vice minister of justice. But since there is no justice in this country, he is the vice minister of nothing.
