Michael: I love my key. It's so cool and shiny.

Maria: Michael, why can't I hold your key?

Michael: Maybe it's because I love you too much!

Maria: What?

Michael: Whoops, wrong line. Uh...

Michael: Maybe it's because it's not really mine, it's Max's! He'll be really mad if something happens to it.

Maria: I promise I'll take good care of it.
Michael: Well... okay.

Two seconds later
Maria: Oops! I think it went down a vent!

Max: NOOOOOOO!

Max: Friggin' Michael!

Michael: Oh, that was real mature.

Tess: Wow Max, maybe you should consider getting some professional help.

Max: Don't you tell me I need professional help!!

Later that week
Psychologist: Why don't you just tell me what's on your mind, Max?

Max: [censored]

Psychologist: Okay, let me rephrase that. Why don't you just admit you have a problem?

Max: Okay, fine. I'm Max Evans and I have anger management problems and control issues.

Pierce: Hey Max!

Edsedo: How are ya, Max?

Max: Damn group therapy.