Adrian Monk: You know, I would have found a doctor for you.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, you didn't even ask how I was. It didn't even occur to you. All you cared about was the stupid ink stain on your shirt.
Adrian Monk: I was busy. I was talking to the patrolman.
Natalie: I'm sure you were talking, because I know you weren't listening. You never listen to anyone. You're just lost in your own world. Mr. Monk, this is a very dangerous job. What if I am ever in real trouble? Are you gonna be there for me?
Adrian Monk: I'll be there.
Natalie: See, I don't believe you. It's a two-way street, Mr. Monk. We have to look out for each other.
Adrian Monk: I'll be there.