Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Meets the Playboy
Adrian Monk: "Hold me, Adrian, my darling husband, true love's touch so rare a gift. How much more precious is your caress, who loves so deeply yet fears the warmth of hand on hand. Still, your love is given free only to me, only to me." That was- That was the last poem she ever wrote. Party Guy: Anyone want to jump in the pool? Sapphire Girl #1: I just wanna go home. Sapphire Girl #2: Me too.