Mr. Kenny Wells, why don’t you start from the beginning.
It was April, ’88. I’d lost my house. I lost everything. I was on the balls of my ass, scrambling. Most people would have been dead, but not me. I had a dream. Gold. Just haven’t found it yet.
I had a dream, it was like I was being called. It was gold calling. Gold.
So if you’ll take a second and look at the plan, you will see what I see, and that’s money.
This gold business hooked me on a few years ago, but it’s amazing how a little gold dust can just change everything.
You know it’s still out there. We just haven’t found it yet. So let’s prove them wrong. You and me.
I had a dream, right here, Indonesia, that’s where we’ll find the gold.
We found nothing and the workers are leaving.
There’s no way I could possibly describe the feeling.
Now for better or worse the ride had begun, and what a goddamn ride.
I never doubted you for a second.
They were coming at me from all sides.
How does it feel, to discover something that everybody wants?