Looking at the check in front of him and the whole box of money given earlier, not only was Scarface tempted, but even the burly henchmen behind him were salivating over it, knowing that money could sustain them for a long time.
Living the gangster life, they all understood that they'd have to pay the price sooner or later, scraping by every day as if on the cutting edge was all for those few bucks. Now with all this money right in front of them, all they had to do was nod in agreement, and it would be theirs.
Once they splurge, living or dying is up to fate.
In the gangster world, everyone knows a person's fate is destined. If the heavens really want you dead, ten bulls couldn't pull your life back.
If the heavens want you to succeed, even if you jump into a pit, someone will save you.
Most of the big bosses nowadays, which of them didn't rise from the dirt just to clean up later?
Life is a gamble, winning means success, losing means nothing.
