Adrian Monk: You had a girlfriend with short red hair.
Todd: Belinda.
Adrian Monk: Yeah.
Todd: Yeah, yeah. She and I, we got married. But, uh, she passed away.
Adrian Monk: Oh, my wife died too. Trudy Ellison. Yeah.
Todd: It's tough, huh? But you just have to move on.
Adrian Monk: No, we can't move on. We can try, but we'll never get past it. It's unrelenting. All we can do is live out our days alone in hopeless, quiet desperation.