Captain Stottlemeyer: Okay. It's the same pigeon. So what?
Adrian Monk: Remember? It was eating something, from right near the victim's hand. And now, five hours later It's dead. I think it's been poisoned.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You want me to do an autopsy on the pigeon.
Adrian Monk: Yeah.
Lieutenant Disher: Why? What would that mean?
Adrian Monk: I don't know. But it would mean something. It would be another piece of the puzzle.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Okey-dokey. Give me the pigeon. Lieutenant, get that to the lab.
Lieutenant Disher: Thanks.
Adrian Monk: Happy Halloween.