Annabeth: You think Hailey liked her birthday?
Jack: Yeah, the part she was awake for.
Maureen: (to Steve) Mr Parks, is like one of those toys with a string that each time you pull it he confesses and confesses.
Steve: (to Maureen) A boy is dead. Colin Parks needs to go to jail.
Brooke: (to Maureen) I can't believe my boyfriend is in jail for shooting my ex-boyfriend?
Patrick: (to Det Drummer) Can I get something with caffeine, but not coffee?
Jack: (hold up a toy) Honey, what's this?
Annabeth: It's for her b-i-r-t-h-d-a-y.
Jack: Okay, I can barely spell that.