“In the good old days I was feared… I was Don Disconi… everyone feared Don Disconi the bulging disc… We had it all… surgeons on the take… radiologists runnin’ scared, worker’s comp in our pockets… big pharma on speed dial… broads aplenty… We ran this here city”.

“But what can I say- nothin’ lasts forever. Soon enough we got snitched by the evidence. Your everyday Joe Tribbiani wised up to the fact that a bulging disc can’t kill you… now their ain’t no one fearing the Don no more”.