Harold Krenshaw: Who was that?
Joey Krenshaw: Cousin, that was money calling. Endorsement money. You ever heard of Neptune Energy Bars?
Harold Krenshaw: No.
Joey Krenshaw: Well, they've heard of you. They want to pay you ten grand to be in their next commercial. But they're on a tight schedule. They need to shoot tomorrow. You think you're up for it?
Harold Krenshaw: Of course I'm up for it. I'm the Frisco Fly, right?
Joey Krenshaw: Yeah.
Harold Krenshaw: I don't have to climb anything, do I?

Adrian Monk: Enjoy your inheritance.
Harold Krenshaw: Now I get it. This is about money, isn't it? Well, forget it. There's no reward.
Natalie: What? He's not in this for the money! You really are delusional!
Harold Krenshaw: Go to hell, Teeger!
Natalie: You go to hell!
Harold Krenshaw: You can both go to hell!
Adrian Monk: You go to hell! Not you.
Harold Krenshaw: I will see you both in Dr. Kroger's office. And I hope that Chuck and I don't keep you waiting too long. [falls off the roof]

Harold Krenshaw: Hey, buddy! What's going on? Natalie? Wow, you look fantastic.
Natalie: Oh, well, thank you, Harold. I think.
Harold Krenshaw: Do you get out of bed looking like that?
Adrian Monk: Harold, what are you doing here?
Harold Krenshaw: I'm just jogging by, enjoying the day. Oh, I love the city after it rains. It smells like perfume.
Adrian Monk: Does it?
Harold Krenshaw: Have you seen the double rainbow?
Adrian Monk: Yeah, yeah, I know. They're not even.
Harold Krenshaw: Really? I didn't notice.
Adrian Monk: [chuckles] Right, me neither.

Harold Krenshaw: Look, I don't want to interrupt your work. I know you're busy. It is another murder?
Adrian Monk: You know what, Harold? Maybe.
Harold Krenshaw: They're lucky to have you. Listen to this man. He is a genius.
Adrian Monk: He doesn't mean that. You don't mean that.
Harold Krenshaw: Sure, I do. I do. I don't play that competitive game anymore. That was an emotional dead end. I have a new therapist. [sighs] I'm in a whole different place.
Adrian Monk: You, you have a new guy?
Harold Krenshaw: He's great.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, my new guy's great too. His first name is Neven. It's a palindrome.
Harold Krenshaw: Ah, I guess it is.
Adrian Monk: Oh, it is. It is.
Harold Krenshaw: I know that stuff is important to you. I guess I'm just a little more result-oriented these days. His name is Climan. Lawrence Climan. Give him a call.
Adrian Monk: Hypnotherapist? He's a hypnotist?
Harold Krenshaw: Mmm-hmm. Worked for me.
Natalie: Yeah, I- I guess it did.
Harold Krenshaw: Anyway, good luck. See you around campus. I just cannot get over that rainbow! It just makes you feel glad to be alive, doesn't it? Oh, I love this song! [sings] 16 girls standing in a row One says "hi," the other says "hello".

Harold Krenshaw: I heard about your little temper-tantrum downtown.
Natalie: It wasn't a temper-tantrum.
Harold Krenshaw: Mm-hmm. Whatever it was, it apparently worked. I have today's agenda here, and it looks like we'll be voting on your parking garage again.
Adrian Monk: That's right.
Harold Krenshaw: You know, I voted against you last time.
Adrian Monk: Yes, yes, I know that.
Harold Krenshaw: But I've been thinking about it, and I could be persuaded to change my mind.
Adrian Monk: Really?
Harold Krenshaw: Oh, yes.
Adrian Monk: Fascinating.
Harold Krenshaw: How shall I vote? Aye or nay? Up or down? Hmm, I don't know. It all depends on my mood. And my mood depends on how I feel.
Adrian Monk: What does that mean? Your mood depends on how you feel?
Harold Krenshaw: You know what it means.
Adrian Monk: I really, really don't. Do you have any idea what he is talking about? I'm lost.

Harold Krenshaw: Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? Adrian? [Monk finally turns around] I thought that was you. Are you on vacation too? I didn't think you ever left San Francisco. I didn't think you ever left your living room. Isn't this weather amazing? You don't even have to check the weather report. Every day is 78 and sunny. It's like paradise. Harold Krenshaw. How you doing? How do you guys know Adrian?
Adrian Monk: I'm sorry, pal. You got the wrong guy. Do I look like an Adrian? You believe this guy?
Harold Krenshaw: Adrian, what are you doing?
Adrian Monk: Hey, pal. You're making a mistake. Now you got a decision to make here. You want to be in the papers tomorrow in the obituary section, section D? You made a mistake. Go home. Do it. [grabs Harold]
Harold Krenshaw: Ow, I'm sorry. I thought that you were somebody else.
Adrian Monk: Good-bye. What the hell are you looking at? Finish your Shirley temple.
Jimmy Barlowe: What'd I tell you, huh?
Adrian Monk: Let's get the check. I lost my appetite.

Adrian Monk: Are you following us?
Harold Krenshaw: I think you're following me.
Natalie: Harold, we were here first. We came straight from Dr. Bell's.
Harold Krenshaw: A lot of his patients come here, because it's right across the street. For example, that guy over there.
Adrian Monk: He's not even in our group.
Harold Krenshaw: Not anymore. He left the nest five weeks ago. That's Xavier Danko. He's completely cured. He was more screwed up than anybody.
Natalie: What was wrong with him?
Harold Krenshaw: He was obsessed with an exotic dancer named Tiffany something. He was following her. He got better. I want to be next. I want to get better too. That's why you have to leave the group, Adrian. You're ruining everything.
Natalie: Mr. Monk has every right to be there, Harold.
Harold Krenshaw: No, he doesn't.

Harold Krenshaw: And then there were three.
Dr. Bell: [enters] Well, I think we better get started. Who wants to go first? I know it's difficult. It's overwhelming. First, Barbara drowning, now Augie. If you want to cancel the session, cancel next week, I certainly understand.
Harold Krenshaw: I don't think we should cancel. In fact, I think we need each other now more than ever.
Rhonda: Oh, please.
Harold Krenshaw: We need your strength, Neven, your guidance. You're the beacon. You're the light that will see us through our darkest hour.
Rhonda: So, Harold, how is it up there in Neven's butt? You lonely? You getting scared of the dark?
Dr. Bell: Rhonda, let's not forget rule number one. Don't make it personal.

Adrian Monk: Oh, my God, I'm buried alive! I'm buried. Help me! Let me out!
Harold Krenshaw: It's no use. I've been banging on it for an hour. I still think it was you.

Harold Krenshaw: You shouldn't even be here at all! You should be in a hospital. You need shock therapy. You really do.
Adrian Monk: You need a lobotomy.
Harold Krenshaw: Well, you need someone to pound that stupid face in!
Adrian Monk: So you want to take this outside?
Harold Krenshaw: I would love to.
Adrian Monk: What?
Harold Krenshaw: I would love to, but I am going to be meeting Dr. Kroger, at eight o'clock! So I can't take it outside.