Can't you understand that you sending me away wasn't protecting me, it was rejecting me....

Gus:

You remember years ago, down in Mobile, Alabama, they had the horse running around the field. Mickey:
Yeah. Gus:
They used to keep that horse in a trailer down outside the bullpen gate. Anyway, I was talking to this kid I had signed, telling him there's no place for him the big leagues. And all of a sudden, I realized you were gone and I couldn't find you. I was panicking. I saw this shack there. I went... I went over and looked in... and there you were with this guy. He had his hand down the back of your shirt. Mickey:
I don't remember that. Gus:
Yeah. How could you? You were only six years old. I sent you out, and then I started beating the shit out of this guy. I smashed his head against the wall and I started hitting him with everything I had. I strangled his ass. Finally, he passed out. Mickey:
Oh, my gosh, dad. Gus:
I kept waiting for the police to come and arrest me, but they never did. That's when I sent you off to your aunt and uncle's, 'cause thought they'd take care of you. I thought I'd failed you. Your mother had died a year before and I was a mess. You have to understand that. Mickey:
Can't you understand that you sending me away wasn't protecting me, it was rejecting me. And I've been working really hard to not let anyone else get close enough to me to do that again, and being alone really sucks