Murderuss: Heard about that limo driver. I suppose I'm gonna get blamed for that one, too, huh?
Adrian Monk: He was strangled with a chain, you know, white gold.
Murderuss: Like this? It's quite obvious, somebody trying to set me up. I'm just glad you in my corner, Monk.
Adrian Monk: About that, um I'm, uh, I'm afraid I have some bad news. Maybe we could just turn this off. No. Okay, first off, thank you for thinking of me. I will always cherish the time we we've had together. And that goes for you, too, Killa. And you, Mr. Assassin. I think I'll miss you most of all.
Murderuss: Are you goin' somewhere?
Adrian Monk: I have to respectfully return your money.
Snake da Assassin: You're backing out?
Adrian Monk: I'm not dissing you. This this is not a diss.
Murderuss: Look, man, if you back out right now, I'm in deep dookie, mookie. And that's church. Fershizzle my dizzle. You know what I'm sayin'?
Adrian Monk: Um, no. Not not not so much. I wish I did.