Blue and Det. Meredith "Merry" McCarthy in “What Smiles Are For”

We need to learn to take our time with things. This wine, for instance. Began as a grape. A sweet thing, yes. But also an immature thing. To reach its full potential, the grape is subjected to pressure. Squashed to a pulp. Reduced to its essence. Sealed in darkness. And there it waits. Compelled by the hands of time to become a finer thing.

I get it, Blue. I'm the grape.

No. No. No. You don't get it. I'm the grape... I'M THE GODDAMN GRAPE!