- Detective Mare Sheehan: [after Helen fixing her grandson band-aid] Unbelievable.
- Helen Fahey: What?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: If that had been my Band-Aid as a kid, you would have told me to shut up and fix it myself.
- Helen Fahey: Oh, yeah. Is that something you talk about in therapy?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Is it all right if I do?
- Helen Fahey: Of course... Mm-hmm. Truth is, I was angry a lot. I was angry that your father wasn't the person I thought I'd married, and... I was angry that I couldn't fix him, and... took a lot of that out... on you... I'm sorry, Mare.
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Well... I forgive you, Mom.
- Helen Fahey: Good... Because I forgave myself a long time ago.
- Glen Carroll: You lost your son recently.
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Yeah.
- Glen Carroll: Does it get any easier?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: No... But after a while... you learn to live with the unacceptable. And you realize that you still need to put food in the pantry, pay the electric bill, and wash the bedsheets. So you sort of just find a way to live with it.