In all the years I chased Escobar, I could count on one hand the times we almost had him. And each time, we forgot the two most important things we already knew about him: Close doesn’t count. And Pablo is never more dangerous than when you almost have him.
I’ll never surrender.
The men of always aren’t interested in the children of never.
They may separate us, but they’ll never be able to destroy us.[to Tata Escobar]
The thing about drug dealers is you can’t trust them for s***.
All that time hunting him and just like that, I’m looking down at Pablo f*****g Escobar. For years I’d been building this son of a b**ch up in my head. What a monster he’d be. But here’s the thing. When you lay eyes on him, the devil’s a real letdown. Just a man. Beard grows if he doesn’t shave. Fat and shoeless.
You threaten a man’s family, and you find out what he’s made of.
You can have all the intelligence in the world, but if nobody’s there to act on it, what’s it worth? Nothing.
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When the time comes, it will just be you and me. And I will be a part of this, Pablo.
I would like to die on my own two feet. In the year 3047.
We all need a method. Something to cling to when the s*** around us gets so deep, we might go under. Something to guide us home when we feel we’ve lost our way. If we’re lucky, someone gives us a method and we follow it. If not, we find our own.
There is nothing lower than a rat. And if we let the rats run free, the streets will be filled with them.
