Natalie: Please, Mr. Monk, just come with me. It'll take just an hour.
Adrian Monk: Told you before I can't do it.
Natalie: What, because of Cowboy Hank?
Adrian Monk: Cowboy Hank.
Natalie: Because of one bad party. Okay, Mr. Monk, congratulations. You win. You're gonna spend your birthday alone. And the next birthday after that. And the one after that too. Until you finally die alone, pathetic and miserable and sad. And alone.
Adrian Monk: Deal. Can we fix the vacuum now?