[Lying in bed, Lynn notices a scar on Bud's shoulder]

Where'd this come from?

When I was twelve, my old man went after my mother with a bottle. I got in the way.

So you saved her.

Not for long.

I'm sorry, it's none of my business.

He tied me to the radiator. I watched him beat my mother to death with a tire iron. And he left me there. Three days before a truant officer found us. They never found the old man.