Dale Biederbeck: Adrian Monk, as I live and breathe.
Adrian Monk: Dale the Whale.
Dale Biederbeck: Hey, come in. The door's open. Apparently, they don't consider me much of an escape risk. Hey, hey, hey! Wipe your feet. They just cleaned my carpet.
Adrian Monk: You're looking well.
Dale Biederbeck: Oh, you smooth talker. Oh! You brought the irrepressible Sharona Fleming. Uh, are you guys hungry? Would you like an egg roll? It's not the best, but it's the only one that delivers. Okay, hit me. Ah. [spits out egg roll] You slut. It's cold. Nuke it!
Adrian Monk: It seems prison agrees with you, Dale.
Dale Biederbeck: Well, and why wouldn't it? After all, I've been inside this prison all of my life.
Adrian Monk: That's very poetic.
Dale Biederbeck: Well, of course, it doesn't compare with the prison you built for yourself.