1:22:00
buying paper for 16 cents, selling it for...
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27, 29 a bill.
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Anyway, January '79...
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I get busted by these three Feds.
I got $200,000 worth of dummy paper on me.
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They want me to talk about Baxter.
I got nothing to say.
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They work me over for five hours.
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No phone call, no breaks, no lawyers.
Just the three of them and a baseball bat.
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My head's all swollen,
I look like fucking mush.
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I keep my mouth shut.
1:22:37
They pull out a knife.
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They slowly start to cut into my back.
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Painful.
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But I don't know pain until they start
to smash my balls with a hammer.
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Still, I keep my mouth shut.
I don't say a fucking word.
1:22:58
I don't rat out Baxter.
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So they come up with another idea.
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The next thing I see is this metallic object.
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A spoon.
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They want to use a spoon...
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to scoop my eye out of its socket.
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I feel the cold metal poke under my eye.
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I know I'm not going to talk.
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And I don't. I wish I'd pass out, but I don't.
1:23:45
The door bursts open. It's the cops.
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I never thought I'd be happy
to see the cops.
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They're swarming all over.
One of the Feds knocks me out.
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The next thing I know,
I'm waking up in a Dumpster...