Adrian Monk: I've been asking around about the key. The concierge says it might fit a locker at the bus station. You want to go check it out with me?
Sharona: You mean now?
Adrian Monk: I'm afraid they're gonna clean out the locker. We'll lose whatever's in there.
Sharona: I think what I'd rather do is die.
Adrian Monk: Okay. So I'll just go out alone then. Without you. By myself.