"They knew some Russian guy named Tarzan who had just opened up a club in Miami called Porky's. "I've been in this business my whole life. Research > Galeota > Tony Galeota. Tony Gogetta. I just called a friend who had a friend and asked if he could get us a sub. In the meantime, he's spending time with his wife and kids. "My father wasn't in the mob, but his friends were," Tony says. When he discovered he was about to be subpoenaed, he withdrew $2,500 from the bank and boarded a two-week Caribbean cruise. A sign on the latter reads, "District Attorney for Drugs: Do Not Enter." Galeota is one of several Americans locked up here. "That's obstruction of justice.". As Fainberg and a wealthy Cuban-American named Juan Almeida sat in the Federal Detention Center downtown, and newspapers across the country splashed the sensational story of the drug submarine scheme, Galeota focused on staying out of court. If any official asks you to pay for anything, please report them.". "She would use shoe polish to change our driver's licenses so we could go to clubs and drink when we were 15. "I'm not a religious person, but I believe I went to jail because I was living like a rock star -- running around with all these women, drinking a bottle of vodka every day for two years," he says. I know its gonna be a strange question. "He never forced us to do anything. Log in or sign up for Facebook to connect with friends, family and people you know. "I've done a lot of shady things in the States," he admits. As he contemplates the question, Galeota watches his fellow inmates kick a soccer ball across La Joya's putrid playground. "My father wasn't in the mob, but his friends were," Tony says. As Yester laid low with the cash, cartel liaisons in the United States, aware that they had been burned, pressured Almeida to show them where Yesters relatives lived in and around Miami. ", - Tony Galeota: From Running Porky's, Miami's Most Notorious Strip Joint, to Rotting in a Panamanian Jail, - Sex and Drugs in the Champagne Room: The Truth About Porky's and Other Miami Strip Clubs. "I lived it up in Miami," he says. But killings are common in Panama's worst prison, where the smell of raw sewage wafts over the yard, metal shackles hang from moldy staircases, and overcrowded cells house nearly 3,500 of the Western Hemisphere's vilest murderers, rapists, and drug traffickers. Gunshots flashed like fireworks in the darkness. Tarzan, Almeida and Yester had previously teamed on multimillion-dollar deals for Colombian cocaine barons, snagging motorcycles and Kamov 32 military helicopters (with two rotors and capable of transporting 5,000 kilos of cocaine via hook). Its Colombian dancers were in Panama on six-month tourist visas, weren't licensed as prostitutes, and weren't getting required weekly health checkups. The most audacious plot allegedly hatched in the back of Porky's was to purchase a former Soviet submarine for $5.5 million for a Colombian drug cartel so it could ship cocaine up the coast to California. "I've done a lot of shady things in the States," he admits. But Fainberg wasn't in town to catch up. Garrulous and bearish, the dentist-turned-hood (practicing the former in the Soviet Union and training for the latter in Brighton Beach) routinely carried two pistols and operated out of his. A deep bass line rattled customers' chests as they downed overpriced drinks. As he sweated in jail, Galeota's Panamanian empire crumbled. TV-14 | 06.05.2013. When traffickers balked at the price, Yester reminded them that it could hold 40 tons of cocaine and would pay for itself quickly.