Antwone Fisher

Antwone Fisher:
It don't matter what you tried to do, you couldn't destroy me! I'm still standing! I'm still strong! And I always will be.

Antwone Fisher:
I could eat.

Jerome Davenport:
Are you hungry, sailor?

Antwone Fisher:
I could eat, sir.

Jerome Davenport:
Where'd you spend your childhood?

Antwone Fisher:
Cleveland.

Jerome Davenport:
Parents still live there?

Antwone Fisher:
I never had any parents.

Jerome Davenport:
They deceased?

Antwone Fisher:
I never - I never had parents.

Jerome Davenport:
That would make you a medical miracle, Seaman Fisher. Where you from?

Antwone Fisher:
I'm from under a rock.

Jerome Davenport:
Okay!

Jerome Davenport:
"Who will cry for the little boy, lost and all alone / Who will cry for the little boy, abandoned without his own"

Antwone Fisher:
"Who will cry for the little boy, he cried himself to sleep / Who will cry for the little boy, who never had it for keeps / Who will cry for the little boy, who walked on burning sands / Who will cry for the little boy, the boy inside a man / Who will cry for the little boy, who knew well hurt and pain / Who will cry for the little boy, who died and died again / Who will cry for the little boy, a good boy he tried to be / Who will cry for the little boy, who cries inside of me"

Jerome Davenport:
Who will cry for the little boy Antwoine?

Antwone Fisher:
I will, I always do.