Harold Krenshaw: Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? [Monk finally turns around] I thought that was you. Are you on vacation too? I didn't think you ever left San Francisco. I didn't think you ever left your living room. Isn't this weather amazing? You don't even have to check the weather report. Every day is 78 and sunny. It's like paradise. Harold Krenshaw. How you doing? How do you guys know Adrian?
Adrian Monk: I'm sorry, pal. You got the wrong guy. Do I look like an Adrian? You believe this guy?
Harold Krenshaw: Adrian, what are you doing?
Adrian Monk: Hey, pal. You're making a mistake. Now you got a decision to make here. You want to be in the papers tomorrow in the obituary section, section D? You made a mistake. Go home. Do it. [grabs Harold]
Harold Krenshaw: Ow, I'm sorry. I thought that you were somebody else.
Adrian Monk: Good-bye. What the hell are you looking at? Finish your Shirley temple.
Jimmy Barlowe: What'd I tell you, huh?
Adrian Monk: Let's get the check. I lost my appetite.