Captain Stottlemeyer: Guess where I was today. I was at the Leveroni gravesite. Do you remember that?
Adrian Monk: Oh, it was a hit and run, five years ago.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Seventeen years old, valedictorian. Killed three blocks from his house. I always figured somebody would confess.
Adrian Monk: Well, me too.
Captain Stottlemeyer: I mean, how-how-how can somebody live with themselves, you know? I mean, you gotta tell somebody.
Adrian Monk: The urge to confess.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah, it's the cop's best friend.