Detective Max Barnes

"I know who your grandfather is, Max."

"Are you comparing me to Nick? And should I be insulted or...?"

"No, it’s fine. If my parents were alive, I’m sure they would be doing the same thing."

"Never thought I’d find you attractive holding a baby. I always assumed you would knock up a hooker and come cry to me for help."

"You know...my dad did send me pictures, but I assumed they were all from one visit."

Max kissed Elizabeth on her forehead a smile on face as he looked back up at Gracie, "Hey, hey...I wasn't that irresponsible."

"Sounds good. Your parents stopped by three times today, Max. Three times. If I have to watch you dad go nuts over Elizabeth again, I might punch him."

"Jesus Christ...I'll call them later if you want me to. Three times? Christ...the would..."

Max walked to the kitchen and poured Gracie her glass of wine, handing her the glass before stealing Elizabeth away.

"If you even steal a sip, I might kill you. I also have to get out of this damn house."

"Hey now, I'm three months away from a year of sobriety. I'm not gonna mess that up now."

"How 'bout we go on a walk?"

"I got to take a shower today. Do you know how great that is? She actually let me bath. I think that deserves a glass of wine, don’t you?"

"One glass of wine coming right up."