Adrian Monk: One in a million, maybe. One in a trillion.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, forget about the dog.
Adrian Monk: How could the same person have two dogs twenty-five years apart just happen to be named Tangerine? Tangerine? And this Tangerine is black.
Natalie: Why would anybody lie about a dog's name?
Adrian Monk: I don't know. But there is something weird about that guy. Dianne said that he couldn't wait to meet me. But he didn't even know I was a detective.