EDIE
What made you want to be a fighter?
TERRY
I had to scrap all my life. Figured I might as well get paid for it.
TERRY
When I was a kid my old man got killed—never mind how. Charley and I was put in a place—they called it a Children's Home. Some home! I run away and peddled papers, fought in club smokers and— But what am I runnin' off at the mouth…

