my wife's. she died of leukemia three years ago. i like to be among the dead. they never interrupt you. felix barbosa started out as a skinny fourteen-year-old fucking yankee businessman in bogata hotels. he grew up. he made himself strong and rich, but getting there made him sick, and that killed him. so he lost everything for the same reason he'd gotten it in the first place. now we'll see if you can do as well.
felix owed me one million eight hundred thousand dollars.
when you killed him, you bought the debt; now you owe it to me; you get to keep thirty percent, like he did. you have three days.
if you don't know, you shouldn't have killed him.
cute.  can i have that?
big brass balls. collecting money makes you strong.
i'm telling our suppliers they got paid. they'll be very happy. i'm happy.
so, how can i express my gratitude for a job well done?
done. of course.
you're tougher than i thought, but not that tough.