Adrian Monk: Not a day goes by when I don't think about you. And I, I never feel as close to you as I do when I'm here. It's always... [to the waiter unsetting Trudy's place at the table] Oh, no, no, Please, leave it. Please. [the waiter leaves the table alone] It's 1984?
Waiter: Yes, sir. Allacco cabernet, 1984. It had your name on it.
Adrian Monk: It was my wife's favorite. Thank you. [to Trudy's place at the table] Thank you for marrying me. What were you thinking?