Caroline: Max, I can’t believe you did all this.
I thought you came home to do what you usually do when you get depressed.
Get drunk and throw the finger at people from the stoop.

Max: No Stoop. But I am drunk.
You think I could’ve done this sober?
I just figured, with everything around us being so black lately,
I thought we need a little pink.

Caroline: You’re right. We did.
‘Cause our t-shirt business is over.
And we still have to pay off that bank loan. Now what?

Max: We’ll figure something out. We always do.