Harry Ashcombe: The guest bathroom is down the hall.
Adrian Monk: Commissioner! I'm sorry. Uh, I was... I was, uh... I was... I was just... I mean, later after you know, before when we... l... Okay, here's the thing.
Harry Ashcombe: I can remember when you began this sentence. Everyone gets lost. The house was always too big for Katherine and me. We didn't buy it. It was a wedding gift from her father.
Adrian Monk: Ah.
Harry Ashcombe: You understand, right? I mean, you lost your wife.
Adrian Monk: Uh, understand what, sir?
Harry Ashcombe: The natural desire to pack her things away. You don't want them around to remind you.
Adrian Monk: I guess I had the opposite reaction. I haven't thrown anything of Trudy's away. Not even a hairbrush. Not even a hair from a hairbrush.
Harry Ashcombe: Really?