Adrian Monk: It's coming from outside. I knew it. It's a hippie. It's incense. He's burning incense down there. By the way, that's a perfect name for that stuff because that's how people react to it. They get incensed. Get it? Incense, incensed. You add the "D". Forget it. [opens window] Hey, you can't sell that stuff without a permit.
Samuel Waingaya: I am not selling anything.
Adrian Monk: Of course you're not. Nobody wants to buy that junk. Find another street. Good-bye. Peace and love, and Woodstock.
Samuel Waingaya: Woodstock?
Adrian Monk: You heard me!