Natalie: Alex, I'm so sorry. You are so great, but I have to go.
Alex: You're leaving?
Natalie: My boss needs me.
Alex: Uh, how do you know?
Natalie: He always needs me. I'm sorry.

Adrian Monk: What's that?
Natalie: It's a surprise. Did I ever tell you about my grandpa, Neville Davenport?
Adrian Monk: No. Is he in the box?
Natalie: He was a great man. You remind me of him, actually. He was an assistant pharmacist in London. And then, when he was about your age, he completely changed his life. Just like that. He quit his job and started a toothpaste company in England. A toothpaste company in England! I mean, talk about optimism. And now, it's the third biggest brand in the world after Colgate and Crest.
Adrian Monk: I love that story. I guess my favorite part is about the toothpaste company.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, there's a point to this story.
Adrian Monk: I don't think so. I've been listening very carefully.

Natalie: [on the phone] It's me again. Please, I need to hear your voice. Call me when you get this.
Dispatcher: [over radio] Tentative ID on the victim is Julie Teeger.
Uniform Officer: Unit Nine, could you repeat the name of the victim?
Dispatcher: Julie Teeger. That's T for Thomas. Teeger.
Uniform Officer: Nine, this has gotta be a mix-up. We're at the Teeger scene on Bose street.
Dispatcher: I don't know what to tell you, buddy. I'm looking at her ID right now. Julie Teeger. The picture matches. It's definitely hers.
Natalie: Oh, my God.

Adrian Monk: Don't tell me. Grandpa Neville.
Natalie: That's Grandpa Neville. Well, it's only fitting that we have his picture up. After all, he is our inspiration, right? Leap and a net will appear.

Natalie: What about the pizza box?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, if we could find the pizza box, and it came from Monk's house, and it has his fingerprints on it, well then, it's a slam dunk.
Lieutenant Disher: We're not gonna find it. Forget it. I talked to the manager. I mean, they don't keep any records. They could've dumped it anywhere. I mean, look at this place. There's two more warehouses, and there's more outside.
Adrian Monk: Ssh.
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Adrian Monk: Shhh, everybody. Polly Wolly Doodle.
Natalie: Oh, my God, it's Julie's card. It has a musical chip.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Wait, wait, wait. Don't open it. Wait for forensics.
Natalie: You got outta bed? You took a taxi? In your bathrobe. [chuckles] Mitch was right. The great ones play hurt.

Marty Eels: This wasn't even my idea. My mother made me do this. She forced me into it. She said it was the only way a loser like me was ever gonna be able to solve a real crime.
Natalie: She sounds delightful.
Marty Eels: Hey, that's my mother. Where do you get off talking about somebody else's mother? What's wrong with you?