Joe Christie: Adrian. I gave up on you three weeks ago. Thanks for coming. [holds hand out] Are you not shaking because it's me or because you still don't shake hands? Look, for whatever it's worth, I didn't steal those drugs.
Adrian Monk: They were never logged in.
Joe Christie: I logged them in. That's all I know. I thought you, of all people, might give me the benefit of the doubt.
Adrian Monk: Look, I'm not here for you. I'm here for the woman who was killed on the loading dock.
Joe Christie: Well, according to the M.E., what happened was an accident.
Adrian Monk: Look, I noticed something about the letters that you gave us. They all have different postmarks, different handwriting, but they were sent by the same person.
Joe Christie: How do you know?
Adrian Monk: The stamps are from the same roll. The edges are uneven but they fit together like puzzle pieces.
Joe Christie: I'll be damned. You're still the man.