[flashback:]
Mrs. Monk: Adrian.
Young Monk: Mom, everyone's watching.
Mrs. Monk: Here's your lunch. It's cut into ten little squares just the way we like it. And your first aid kit. And your toiletry bag.
Young Monk: Mom.
Mrs. Monk: You'll thank me later. Remember, don't share your food with anyone. Sit near the fire doors. I'll pick you up at 3:04. I'll be wearing an orange blouse.
Young Monk: Mom, I know what you look like. I'll be fine. I love you, mom. [goes to hug her]
Mrs. Monk: What are you doing?
Young Monk: Right, sorry. [shakes hands]