Theresa Scott: Should I be insulted?
Adrian Monk: About what?
Theresa Scott: The napkins. You afraid to touch me, Mr. Monk?
Adrian Monk: Why would I be afraid of you? I'm not marrying you. [Theresa chuckles] It's a beautiful dress.
Theresa Scott: Well, thank you.
Adrian Monk: And it still fits.
Theresa Scott: What do you mean?
Adrian Monk: You wore the same dress in Philadelphia 6 years ago. At the time, you were using the name Darlene Coolidge. I saw the wedding pictures, the ones that Frank Ruddle took.
Theresa Scott: Who?
Adrian Monk: Frank Ruddle. The wedding photographer who made the fatal mistake of recognizing you.
Theresa Scott: Mr. Monk, I'm not who or what you think I am. I am denying it unequivocally. However, if you were right, and I was such a woman, the last thing you'd wanna do is get in my way.
Adrian Monk: Are you threatening me? How do you plan to do it? How are you going to kill him?
Theresa Scott: The song's over, Mr. Monk.