Adrian Monk: Hello, Dale.
Dale Biederbeck: Adrian Monk. Why am I not surprised?
Adrian Monk: I tried to call, but apparently your phone's been disconnected.
Dale Biederbeck: Yes, I should've done it years ago. Fewer distractions.
Adrian Monk: I see they took your bed and your computer.
Dale Biederbeck: They were cluttering up the room. You know me, Monk. I've always been a simple man of philosophic joys.
Adrian Monk: And they're making you eat in the cafeteria now. That can't be fun. At least you won't be eating alone. Your little friend Sheriff Rollins will be joining you soon. He's talking to the D.A. right now. Telling him everything about how you hired Frank Nunn to plant that bomb and then killed Nunn and tried to frame me for it. Might want to save a seat for the Lieutenant Governor too.
Dale Biederbeck: Are you having fun?
Adrian Monk: No. But it's as close as I'm ever gonna get.