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allegory

CHARLEY
(gently)
How much you weigh, slugger?TERRY
(shrugs)CHARLEY
(nostalgically)
When you weighed one hundred and sixty-eight pounds, you were beautiful. You could've been another Billy Conn. That skunk we got you for your manager, he brought you along too fast.TERRY
It wasn't him, Charley, it was you!
(years of abuse crying out in him)
Remember that night in the Garden you come in the dressing room and you said, "Kid, this ain't your night - we're going for the price on Wilson." You remember that? "This ain't your night." My night? I could have taken Wilson apart! So what happens he gets the title shot outdoors in a ballpark! And what do I get? A one-way ticket to Palookaville.
(more and more aroused as he relives it)
You was my brother, Charley. You should of looked out for me a little bit. You should have taken care of me just a little bit so I didn't have to take them dives for the short-end money.CHARLEY
(defensively)
I had some bets down for you. You saw some money.TERRY
(agonized)
You don't understand! I coulda had class. I could've been a contender. I could've been somebody. Instead of a bum, which is what I am, let's face it.
It was you, Charley.1954's On the Waterfront.
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