Dr. Bell: Mr. Monk. Neven Bell. [shakes Monk's hand] I've been looking forward to this. [offers] Wipe?

Dr. Bell: Summit Creek. That's your brand, isn't it? Glass exactly... half filled. Or would you call it half empty?

Dr. Bell: All right, look. I am not giving up. Doctors are performing miracles everyday. I'm just gonna put all your appointments in my book. Three, four weeks ahead of time. All right, Adrian Monk, Monday 11am. Adrian Monk, and Wednesday...
Adrian Monk: You're using a pencil.
Dr. Bell: Oh, it doesn't mean anything.
Adrian Monk: You never used a pencil.
Dr. Bell: Well, I didn't have a pen.
Adrian Monk: It's right there. Your pen is right there. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It doesn't even- My time is up. Ha, "My time is up", get it? Goodbye, Dr. Bell.
Dr. Bell: Adrian, this is not goodbye. It's never goodbye.
Adrian Monk: Goodbye.

Adrian Monk: There's something else. There's something that's been nagging me. Just before Ethan Rickover died, he said, "Take care of her."
Dr. Bell: Take care of who?
Adrian Monk: I don't know. I'll probably never know.
Dr. Bell: All right, you want my advice? And I assume you do, because you're here. Let it go. Alright, it's ancient history. It's time for Adrian Monk to set sail into the great unknown.
Adrian Monk: I hate the great unknown.
Dr. Bell: How do you know? It's unknown.
Adrian Monk: If it's unknown, how do you know it's so great?
Dr. Bell: Good point. Maybe it's the not so great unknown. But it's out there, and it's waiting for you. And there is no reason for you to be afraid of it.

Dr. Bell: I think I'm gonna cry. [both chuckle] The last time you were here, what was that? Two weeks ago?
Adrian Monk: A week and a half.
Dr. Bell: Week and a half. You looked horrible. And now look at you. You look great. It's like a miracle.
Adrian Monk: It was a miracle.
Dr. Bell: So, finally... After 12 years. 12 long years. Closure.
Adrian Monk: Closure.
Dr. Bell: How do you feel?
Adrian Monk: Fine. I'm good.
Dr. Bell: So, how do you feel?
Adrian Monk: I know how I'm supposed to feel. I'm supposed to feel like I'm finally happy, finally at peace.
Dr. Bell: But?
Adrian Monk: I feel... empty.
Dr. Bell: Well, that's not surprising. Adrian, you've spent most of your adult life looking for the man who killed your wife. See, that search kept you going. Now, it's gone. So, what's next? What do you do when you wake up tomorrow? What do you care about? Now these, these are the difficult choices.

Dr. Bell: So, uh, you want me to put this up?
Adrian Monk: Maybe in the waiting room.
Dr. Bell: I think it might upset some of my patients. A lot of them are paranoid enough.
Adrian Monk: Well, what if I write "She's probably okay" on the bottom?
Dr. Bell: Maybe.
Adrian Monk: And by "maybe," you mean...
Dr. Bell: I mean "no."
Adrian Monk: Yeah.
Dr. Bell: I'm sorry.

Dr. Bell: You think she was murdered?
Adrian Monk: It's starting to look like it.
Dr. Bell: Maybe she ran away. Maybe she couldn't stand all those meetings. I served on the city council. Not here. When I lived in Tulsa. I hated it. The meetings where interminable. After a few months, I stopped going all together. I used to send my secretary in as my proxy.
Adrian Monk: Is that legal?
Dr. Bell: It was in Tulsa.
Adrian Monk: Proxy.
Dr. Bell: Adrian, you're standing up. Why don't you sit down?
Adrian Monk: I think you're a genius.
Dr. Bell: Okay, you can stand.

Dr. Bell: Are you okay?
Adrian Monk: Just tired. I haven't been sleeping.
Dr. Bell: Hmm. All right, then. Why, uh... Why don't we start right there, then? Why haven't you been sleeping?
Adrian Monk: Oh, no big mystery. This girl who lives across the street plays piano. Same song. [hums] Doesn't matter, really. Doesn't- Doesn't matter. I'm out of there. I'm moving. I just- I just bought a house.
Dr. Bell: Well, congratulations. So when did it start? The piano playing?
Adrian Monk: Eh, I don't know. About a year ago.
Dr. Bell: But it's only been bothering you for what? Five weeks?
Adrian Monk: How did you know that?
Dr. Bell: Oh, well, the girl's been playing piano for a year. And it's only been bothering you since Charles Kroger passed.
Adrian Monk: What? No. No. Oh, no.
Dr. Bell: The music she's playing is Chopin. Charles loved Chopin. He played it in his waiting room all the time.
Adrian Monk: No.
Dr. Bell: Maybe the music is reminding you of- of your friend, And it's- it's been affecting you.
Adrian Monk: No. Nah, nah, nah. No. That's-
Dr. Bell: Maybe.
Adrian Monk: That's not- That's just- Crazy. It's crazy talk.

Adrian Monk: But he's going back as soon as I clear his name. All I ever wanted, since I was a boy, was a real family. I used to pray for it.
Dr. Bell: I hate to break the news to you, Adrian, but you already have a real family. In a lot of ways, your situation is typical. I've seen it quite often.
Adrian Monk: There's a four-state dragnet out on my brother. You get that a lot?
Dr. Bell: Now, th- These are fundamental questions. People have been asking them for ages, all the way back to Cain and Abel. "What do I owe my family? What do I owe my brother? What is my obligation?"

Adrian Monk: I've made a decision. I'm quitting. I'm not taking any more cases.
Dr. Bell: I'm sorry to hear that, Adrian. Is it because of the TV interview?
Adrian Monk: What interview?
Dr. Bell: Oh, Harrison Powell was on TV last night. You didn't see it?
Adrian Monk: Did he mention me?
Dr. Bell: I don't remember.
Adrian Monk: You don't remember? How long was the interview?
Dr. Bell: About ten minutes.
Adrian Monk: You saw a ten-minute interview on TV last night, and you don't remember if my name was mentioned?
Dr. Bell: All right, he might have mentioned your name. [chuckles] I should have known. You're a very good detective.