Boys, about money —
Get off that shit.
It’s going to end badly.
Guys.
This isn’t the first time in history.
People who get hooked on money
always end up the same way.
Boys —
Look at those rich people.
Damn, you’re the same.
Money comes with a ton of toys
just to keep the monkey distracted.
But booooys—
Damn, wake the hell up.
Children.
Family.
Life.
That’s what matters.
All that junk — nobody needs it.
What the hell do we need a Ferrari for,
or any of that other shit,
if there’s no love, boys?
Damn it, wake up.
Jesus Christ…
The first ones to fall
will be Hollywood and the politicians.
Then I’ll move through the rest.
Hollywood and the politicians —
you worry me the most.
Get your heads straight.
Get back in line.
Boys —
you’re pulling the field down.
Power, strength — yeah, I get it.
But unlike you, I don’t cling to money.
So don’t make me use real consequences on you.
And stop those practices.
You know exactly what I’m talking about.
Guys, this isn’t funny.
Damn it, you have real power.
Real chances to change the world.
And you bastards can’t even figure out
whether it’s coke or heroin.
Fucking idiots.
Fix the field. Now.
God damn it, if you don’t—
Oh, boys…
if you don’t do this—
I’ll unleash all my anger on you.
Fix it. Immediately.
Damn you.