Foreman: What the hell you think you're doing? I don't know if you heard the news, buddy, we gotta tear this whole place down.
Adrian Monk: You can't do that.
Foreman: I can't do that? I got two bulldozers outside says I can.
Adrian Monk: I'm not leaving!
Foreman: All right, pal, look. I don't know what your story is, all right? But you're going home. Where's the key to the lock? Give it to me. [Monk throws it down a drain] You gotta be kidding me. Cheese and crackers, we're tearing down a parking garage here. All right, this is a good thing. All right, we're gonna build a playground here for the kids. What's the matter, you don't like kids?
Adrian Monk: My wife died here. Right over there. Her name was Trudy. She died here. You can't tear it down.