Sharona: What do you think so far?
Adrian Monk: There's no leg room. It's so crowded.
Sharona: Well, it's supposed to be crowded. It's sold out. You know, this play is going to New York. Can you believe it? My sister in an off-Broadway show?
Adrian Monk: So where is she?
Sharona: She's in the next scene. She kills a guy.
Adrian Monk: I hope it's the guy who designed these seats.

Adrian Monk: Are you a friend of Dexter's?
Noelle: I am a ghost of Sapphire Girls past.
Adrian Monk: What year?
Noelle: 1985. If you have any back issues in your garage? You can look me up.
Adrian Monk: No. I I don't have a garage.
Noelle: It seems like a lifetime ago. Not- Not that I'm complaining. Dexter has been very good to me. He bought me an apartment, sent me to Europe on a promotional tour. So, uh, is your wife here?
Adrian Monk: I'm not married.
Noelle: You're wearing a ring.
Adrian Monk: She passed away. I can't take it off yet.
Noelle: I'm sorry. When did she die?
Adrian Monk: Six years ago.

Woman: Excuse me. What are you doing?
Adrian Monk: I was, uh, just fixing your sundial.
Woman: Yeah, leave it alone. It's fine.
Adrian Monk: Ahhh. It's five hours off.
Woman: No, it's not. My son checked it last week.
Adrian Monk: Oh, well, he did it wrong.
Woman: Well, he's an astronomer.
Adrian Monk: Oh. Maybe his watch was broken?
Woman: Who are you?
Adrian Monk: Just a concerned citizen, ma'am. Just a Good Samaritan just passing by.
Woman: You're demented!
Adrian Monk: Well, that's a matter of opinion. Oh. There you go. It's all done, and you'll thank me later.
Woman: Get out of my yard, you creep!

Marty Eels: Well, I, I've been teaching myself. I've been, I've learned how to focus. And that's really the secret. Focus, right? Am I right about the focus thing?
Adrian Monk: Bay Area Center Continuing Education. Is that a correspondence school?
Marty Eels: It's fully accredited. What school did you go to?
Adrian Monk: Berkeley.
Marty Eels: That's a good school. I believe they're fully accredited too.
Adrian Monk: Yeah. Yeah, they're fully accredited.

Dr. Kroger: Adrian, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Maggie said that you were getting a little anxious out there.
Adrian Monk: Oh, that's true. I'm pretty excited. I have some news.
Dr. Kroger: Really?
Adrian Monk: As you know, yesterday was Trudy's birthday. I went to the grave. Then I came home and I re-read some of her poems. There was this one passage that really got to me. I, I, I, I just kept re-reading it. It goes, "The snows that burn away, like tears of God, reveal the world anew. We are reborn. Nothing is lost forever."
Dr. Kroger: That's beautiful.
Adrian Monk: Yes.
Dr. Kroger: I mean, nothing is lost forever.
Adrian Monk: It was as if she was speaking to me. Like she was saying, I'm here without her for a reason. I think I think she wants me to let go.
Dr. Kroger: Wow.
Adrian Monk: I know. Wow!

Lola: Does Natalie know you're here? Is she ancient history too? I was just getting ready for bed. You want to do my legs?
Adrian Monk: No more games, Lola. Who is Stanley Greenblatt? I need to know.
Lola: Fine. Frankie, you win. I'll tell you. But you need to come and sit with me.
Adrian Monk: [scoffs]
Lola: The room might be bugged. Closer. I don't know. [pins Monk down and kisses him] Who are you?
Adrian Monk: You know who I am. I'm Fr... Adrian. Depal-Monk.
Lola: What?
Adrian Monk: I'm Adrian.
Lola: Wait a second. No, no. I'm confused here. What's going on? Are you okay? You're acting like you're, like, hypnotized or something.

Dexter Larsen: Gentlemen, this is Amber Post, our Sapphire Girl of the Month and perhaps our Sapphire Girl of the Year. Uh, Amber, sweetheart, these gentlemen are from the police, and they're wondering where I was on Sunday morning.
Amber: Oh. Well, would you like me to go into detail?
Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, I think that would be best.
Adrian Monk: No! No, no. No, no. Don't- No details. Just the big, vague, general picture.

Cora: Now what?
Adrian Monk: I'm... I'm afraid.
Cora: You're up two feet, Jerry. You can do this. That's why you became a roofer, to get over your fear of heights. And it worked. You're world famous. Jerry, you're the king of all the roofers. Now up you go.
Adrian Monk: Yes, dear.

Dean Berry: Here, drink this. I want you to take three of these, twice a day. It's my personal formula. You're going to be fine.
Natalie: Thank you. Mr. Monk, we should go. They've had a bad day. Their super seed didn't sprout.
Dean Berry: Oh, we'll be fine. It's back to the drawing board. Back to the gene splicer. Thank you again, for the bike.
Natalie: Just don't leave it unlocked.
Dean Berry: Oh, it was locked.
Adrian Monk: They never found the lock.
Dean Berry: Pardon me?
Adrian Monk: The lock that came with your bike. They found the basket, and the bell, but they never found the lock. What did it look like?
Dean Berry: The lock? It was kind of a high-tech thing, with a a keypad.
Adrian Monk: Like that one?
Dean Berry: Yeah, as a matter of fact.
Adrian Monk: And you could set your own combination?
Dean Berry: That's right. Eight digits.
Adrian Monk: Ms. Longson, are you going somewhere?
Sarah Longson: Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. China. For three weeks.
Adrian Monk: Professor Berry, I can tell you why your experiment failed today, it was sabotaged. And she did it.
Sarah Longson: You must be joking!
Adrian Monk: You hired John Kuramoto to steal that bike. But it was never really about the bike, was it? You wanted the lock. Here's what happened. Those genetically altered seeds were worth a fortune. You knew you could sell them to anyone. Your friends in China, for instance. All you need was a combination. Your plan was simple. You showed up with a new bike, you said it was a gift. It was an ordinary bike, but the lock was something special. You had designed it yourself. It had an eight digit combination. You knew your boss. You knew he'd never memorize a whole new set of numbers.
Dean Berry: She was right. I used the same combination.
Adrian Monk: Most people do.
Natalie: It's human nature. I use the same password for everything.
Adrian Monk: Kuramoto stole the bike, and more importantly, the lock. That night, you went to work. All you had to do was retrieve the new combination. As you predicted, he had use the same numbers for both. You replaced the genetically altered seeds with a few ordinary ones. You knew you'd be long gone by the time anybody suspected anything.
Sarah Longson: Dean, who is this guy? I don't have to listen to this. You can't prove any of it.
Adrian Monk: It's true. We'll never find those seeds now. You had five days to hide them. But we can prove that you killed Mr. Kuramoto. Are those your sandals? They're quite unusual.
Sarah Longson: They're made from recycled tires. They're eco-friendly.
Adrian Monk: They may be eco, but they're not friendly. Natalie, I've seen those tread marks before. In the cemetery, near Kuramoto's body. I thought they were tire tracks.
Dean Berry: Sarah, tell me the truth. Did you do this? [Sarah throws a beaker of liquid] My eyes! I'm fine. Get her! Get her, don't let her get away.