Adrian Monk: [at Trudy's grave] You'll never guess who's here. Go ahead. Try to guess. Give up? Okay?
[Ambrose steps forward and lays some flowers on Trudy's grave]
Ambrose Monk: Can I go home now?
Adrian Monk: You want to stop and grab a bite first somewhere?
Ambrose Monk: I think I'd rather just go home.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, I thought you might.
Ambrose Monk: Would you like to help me clean up?
Adrian Monk: [chuckles] I thought you'd never ask. Maybe we could start with the living room.