Samuel Waingaya: Adrian Monk, this is the van.
Adrian Monk: We can't just say that. We have to be sure.
Samuel Waingaya: I am sure. Look at this light.
Adrian Monk: It doesn't look new.
Samuel Waingaya: Exactly. He is diabolical. He has replaced the broken headlight with an old headlight, not a new one. It's been repainted, see?
Adrian Monk: Maybe. Maybe.
Samuel Waingaya: What is it? [Monk uses tweezers] Rice. Ansara was buying food the night she died. She bought rice. I saw the sales receipt.
Adrian Monk: We have to bring this to the police.
Samuel Waingaya: What?
Adrian Monk: Uh, I need a bag. [Samuel pulls out his smoking bag]