Adrian Monk: You came here that night before we exhumed your wife's body. And you switched headstones. That's why we didn't find any poison. We dug up the wrong body.
Patrick Kloster: Very good, Mr. Monk. You play a brilliant endgame.
Adrian Monk: Right. Can I tell you something? I am sick and tired of you talking like this, all these chess metaphors. Two women are dead. They're not chess pieces, Patrick. They're human beings. I think they deserve better. Although, if you insist, checkmate.