Sharona: Gail, remember when I went out to visit Mom when she broke her wrist?
Gail Fleming: Yeah.
Sharona: And remember you said that you owe me big time?
Gail Fleming: Mm.
Sharona: Remember?
Gail Fleming: [sees Monk waiting behind a lamppost] Oh, no.
Sharona: I swear. I swear. He's gonna be good. Come on! Come on. You know, he's not as bad as he was. He's just freaked out about this earthquake. I can't leave him alone.
Gail Fleming: I guess he can sleep on the couch.
Sharona: Well, actually he's gonna need the guest room. He doesn't sleep on couches.