Quote from Lieutenant Disher in Happy Birthday, Mr. Monk
Natalie: Well, maybe somebody injected him with something, like a needle. Lieutenant Disher: No, I was there, I would've seen that. A blow dart, you know, a poison dart. Captain Stottlemeyer: And what happened to the dart? It would have been sticking in his neck. Lieutenant Disher: Not necessarily. There could have been a long, elastic wire attached to the blow dart. They're called Dartarangs. T.K. Jensen: How do you know they're called Dartarangs? Lieutenant Disher: 'cause they're probably called it. Or at least that's what they should be called. Captain Stottlemeyer: [whispers] Just nod your head and say maybe. T.K. Jensen: Maybe. Captain Stottlemeyer: Interesting, Randy. Interesting.