Jack Monk: Merry Christmas!
Adrian Monk: I- I didn't get you anything.
Jack Monk: Oh, yes, you did. Here, it's all yours. I'll be right with you. Your first bike. Get on. I'll be holding you. Go ahead. Don't be afraid. That's it. Now I got you.
Adrian Monk: Don't let go.
Jack Monk: So there's nothing to be afraid of. Are you ready, sir? Okay, start pedaling. Let's go. Slowly.
Adrian Monk: Don't let go.
Jack Monk: I'm not. Okay. Go straight, go straight. That's it. Make a turn now. To the left. Easy, easy. Easy. That's it. Pedal a little faster. Oh, you're doing great. You got it. You got it. You got it! Look at you! That's it, like you've been doing it all these years.
Adrian Monk: Dad, can I get some mud flaps?
Jack Monk: Come on. Yes, you can. That's my boy! Come on. Big circle. Big circle. Keep your eye on the road. I'm with you. That's it. Pedal harder. Keep pedaling. Go straight. Straight, straight. Go ahead, go ahead.
Adrian Monk: Hey, Dad, watch this.
Jack Monk: Go ahead. That's my boy. Come back. Come towards me. The finish line. Will he make it? Yes! Let me hear the bell. That a boy.