I don't want to take my time going to work, I got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag and ten or fifteen girls. What the hell I want to go off and go to work for? Work for what? Money? I got all the money in the world. I'm the king, man. Furthermore, I run the underworld, guy. Furthermore, I decide who does what and where they do it at. What am I going to run around like some teenybopper somewhere for someone else's money? I make the money man, I roll the nickels. The game is mine. I deal the cards