Jack Monk, Jr.: Come on, we have the same DNA, same dad. Same alcoholic son of a bitch. Do you know he ran out on us ten years after he bailed on you?
Adrian Monk: Uh-huh.
Jack Monk, Jr.: Fine. You still don't believe me. Ask me something. [sits down]
Adrian Monk: Don't- Wait! Ask ask you what?
Jack Monk, Jr.: About us, dad, anything. Go. Shoot.
Adrian Monk: Okay. What was his favorite song?
Jack Monk, Jr.: Ain't Misbehavin. Sang in the bathtub.
Adrian Monk: How did he take his coffee?
Jack Monk, Jr.: With whiskey. Jameson's, if he could afford it, which he never could.