DESCRIPTION:
One of the ending "Blow" scenes.
George Jung's last words to his dad - Fred Jung.

Hello, Dad...
You know, I remember a lifetime ago, I was about three-and-a-half feet tall,
weighing all of sixty-pounds, every inch your son...
...those Saturday mornings going to work with my Dad. We'd climb into that big green truck. I thought that it was the biggest truck in the universe. I remember how important the job we did was. How if it weren't for us, people would freeze to death. I thought you were the strongest man in the world.
Remember those home movies when Mom would dress up like Loretta Young? And the ice creams and the football games? Waino, the Tuna, and the day I left for California only to come home with the FBI chasing me?
And that FBI agent, Trout? When he had to get on his knees to put my boots on? You said
"That's where you belong you son of a bitch. Putting on George's boots."
That was a good one, Dad. That was really something. Remember that? And that time you told me that money wasn't real? Well, old man, I'm forty two years old. I finally learned what you tried to tell me so many years ago. I finally understand. You're the best, Dad. I just wish I could have done more for you. I wish we had more time. Anyway..
"May the wind always be at your back and the sun always upon your face, and the winds of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars."
I love you, Dad.
Love, George.