alan wake: hey max! we should definitely hang out we have a lot in common.
max payne: no we don't. my wife and baby were murdered...
alan wake: ...oh yeah right. but we should definitely hang out.
max payne: the past is a gaping hole. you try to run from it, but the more you run, the deeper, more terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. your only chance is to turn around and face it. but it's like looking down into the grave of your love, or kissing the mouth of a gun, a bullet trembling in its dark nest, ready to blow your head off.
alan wake: god damn it max... not your depressing metaphors again! lighten up. laugh a little at least!
max payne: ı might have laughed, if ı had remembered how.?