Murderuss: Hey, yo, Monk. Monk, let me holler at you. Check it out, man. I wanted to thank you again personally, man. I appreciate what you done for me, and, um, you had me nervous there for a minute.
Adrian Monk: I couldn't have done it without my associate. Assistant/underling. Partner person.
Murderuss: Don't matter what you call her, man. She's a beautiful woman. You lucky to have somebody like that on your team. Check it out, dog. I got this big, big, big tour comin' up. 27 cities. Big tour buses, you know what I'm saying. Big bright lights. I was wondering if you wanted to roll and be my bodyguard/assistant.
Adrian Monk: Wow! I... Thank you. But I can't. I'm just so busy. Wish I could. Damn! That sounds like fun.
Murderuss: It's cool. Don't even trip. I get it. But if you change your mind, you gimme a holler. It's cool. I gotta skedaddle on my saddle. I'll holler at you. Be sweet, baby.
Natalie: Travel safe.
Adrian Monk: Truth to power.