Here's What Happened

Here's What Happened

A collection of the more unusual "Here's what happened" summations.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Gets Hypnotized

Lieutenant Disher: All right, well she told some paramedic that she loosened one of those baseboards. She pretended to be asleep. When he came back to check on her. Bam. Side of the head. [Monk laughs]
Captain Stottlemeyer: Monk, do you have something you'd like to share with the rest of us?
Adrian Monk: I can see his butt.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, the man is dead.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, of embarrassment! Sorry. I've got it. Here's what happened. Tuesday night, Larkin abducted his wife from that parking lot. He overpowered her. Maybe he drugged her. Then, he brought her up here. He kept her prisoner. For three days, he taunted her. He humiliated her. Something about some jewelry. He- He even refused to feed her. But last night he went a little too far. In all the excitement, his pants fell down. He killed himself. He didn't have a choice. She'd seen his hiney. [laughs]
Captain Stottlemeyer: I think we're done here.

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Quote from Lieutenant Disher in Mr. Monk and the Actor

Lieutenant Disher: How you doin'? We were looking at this case all wrong. It wasn't a burglary. It was all about the wall. The whole time. Here's what happened. The killer was in here last Thursday night. This is where he met Michelle Cullman. They have an artist in here a few nights a week sketching the customers. He drew their picture right there on the wall. After the murder, the killer remembered the sketch. That sketch could hang him. It could prove that he was with the victim the night she died. And it would prove what he was wearing. The same shirt we found at the murder scene. He had to destroy that sketch. So he smashed through the wall and pretended it was part of a burglary. He just pretended to be breaking into a pawn shop. It was never about the pawnshop.
Female Cop: I know.
Lieutenant Disher: You know?
Female Cop: I was here ten minutes ago when Monk was explaining it to you.

Quote from Lieutenant Disher in Mr. Monk Gets Cabin Fever

Adrian Monk & Liuetenant Disher: [in unison] Oh, my God. I've got it. Here's what happened!
Lieutenant Disher: We didn't meet by accident.
Adrian Monk: She electrocuted him.
Lieutenant Disher: It was a set-up from the very beginning. Oh, I can see that now. God, I'm such an idiot!
Adrian Monk: She dropped the radio into the tub while he was bathing. She wanted to make it look like an act of God to collect the extra insurance.
Lieutenant Disher: Maybe I believed it because I wanted to believe it. All those fortunes were printed in advance, just for me!
Adrian Monk: She had to preserve the body until the storm came.
Natalie: That's why she bought those bags of ice.
Deputy Paul Coby: My head is spinning. Which one are you listening to?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Neither one.
Adrian Monk: She froze the body so the coroner would never know the time of death.
Lieutenant Disher: The first fortune predicted that I'd be saved from a dirty death which is exactly what happened when I left the restaurant.
Adrian Monk: Last night, during the storm, she put her husband in the boat, then cut it loose, waited a few hours, and then reported it as an accident.
Lieutenant Disher: Now I have to go back and arrest my girlfriend for conspiracy and attempted murder. She'll probably break up with me.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk and the Kid

Adrian Monk: "Once upon a time in a kingdom called San Francisco, there lived a brave little prince. And his name was Tommy Grazer. Tommy lived with a wicked king and queen. The queen was very greedy. She loved gold, and she wanted more and more. The queen had a plan. She would find a young fiddler from a wealthy family and kidnap him and hold him for ransom. They locked the fiddler in a dungeon. The fiddler's family was very sad. They would do anything to get him back. The wicked king and queen needed to prove that they were serious, so they chopped off the fiddler's finger and planned to leave it in the park. But Prince Tommy was very brave and very smart. He liked to reach into ladies' purses. He reached into the queen's purse and he grabbed the finger." That's where you found it, isn't it?
Tommy: Yeah.
Adrian Monk: "Then Tommy made a new friend named Mr. Monk. Mr. Monk remembered something that the wicked queen said: 'The kid found a pinkie. It's no big deal.' How did she know the missing finger was a pinkie? The police never released that information." And then, the most wonderful and surprising thing of all happened. Mr. Monk discovered that he loved that little prince. But he also realized that the little prince could never live happily ever after if he stayed at Mr. Monk's house, because Mr. Monk can barely take care of himself. And so, they're gonna have to say good-bye. The end.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Is Up All Night

Adrian Monk: Just hurry! It's on Harrison Street. Called the Bay City Cafe.
Delivery Guy: You mind telling us what's going on?
Adrian Monk: Gully was right. It's a different city after dark.
Delivery Guy: Who's Gully?
Adrian Monk: He's the guy who stole my wallet. I learned a lot from him. Here's what happened. Nothing I saw was real. It was all a con game. There were three of them. Grifters looking for an easy mark. And they found one. A coin dealer named Jacob Posner. Posner thought he was buying drugs. But it was all a show for his benefit. They wanted Posner to think that he was in serious trouble. They told Posner they could cover it up and make it all go away. For a price. They were all in on it. The drug dealer, the so-called cop, and the waitress, Zena Davis. They only had a few minutes, but it was enough time to clean up all the blood before I got back. Posner thought he was paying them hush money. He gave them dozens of coins. Rare coins, they must've been worth a fortune. He had no idea he'd been conned until later, when we showed up. We mentioned that the dead cop was, in fact, alive and well, and we just had seen him at the train station. Posner realized he'd been conned. He didn't take it very well.
Delivery Guy: That's a hell of a story. I guess I'll be reading all about it tomorrow night. Here we are.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Goes Camping

Brian Willis: What are we gonna do? He doesn't like the fish. He's gonna kill us! Do something.
Adrian Monk: [calmly] It's OK. It's OK. I'm very calm. We're very calm. Look how calm we are.
Brian Willis: He likes it. It's working. Keep talking, keep talking.
Adrian Monk: What do I say?
Brian Willis: I don't know. Tell him a story.
Adrian Monk: What? What story?
Brian Willis: It doesn't matter! He's a bear!
Adrian Monk: Okay. You're probably wondering what we're doing here. Here's what happened. See, an armored car was robbed, and the guard was killed, and the police recovered some shell casings from the crime scene. And if they could match them to the casings found in that clearing, they'd have an airtight case. [bear growls] Exactly. And those two men they weren't hunters, they were killers. They must've been target practicing up here, and someone must've spotted them. Maybe a park ranger. That's why they came back. 'cause they knew that those shell casings could tie them to the crime scene. [bear goes away]
Brian Willis: I guess it got bored. Nice work.
Adrian Monk: It's what I do.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk and the Garbage Strike

Captain Stottlemeyer: You solved the case?
Adrian Monk: Take a look, take a look, take a little look. This was stapled to a telephone pole that was right in front of us the whole time. He's the guy!
Captain Stottlemeyer: Who's the guy?
Lieutenant Disher: Alice Cooper?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Are you telling us that Alice Cooper, the rock star, killed Jimmy Cusack?
Adrian Monk: First off, I don't think Alice Cooper is his real name. Take a closer look. He is sitting in an antique wingback chair. The same kind of chair Jimmy Cusack was sitting in when he was killed. Check this out.
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Adrian Monk: Check out the date. April 5th. Monday night. Same night as the murder. Coincidence?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah, coincidence.
Adrian Monk: Ah, no. No, we were- We were looking at this case all wrong. 'Cause it never was about Cusack. It was never about the garbage strike. And it was never about the Sanitation Union. It was about the chair. The antique chair. The antique wingback Cusack chair! Here's what happened. It is no secret that rock and roll stars collect antiques. Especially antique chairs.
Captain Stottlemeyer: What the hell are you talking about?
Adrian Monk: Alice Cooper must have read about Jimmy Cusack's handcrafted wingback chair. He was consumed with envy! He was consumed with resentment! Alice had to possess the fairest antique wingbackchair in all the land.
Lieutenant Disher: Should I be writing this down?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Nope.
Adrian Monk: It's true. Alice Cooper is a hippie. But he's the bad kind of hippie. He's the kind of hippie that breaks into people's offices and beats them up and shoots them in the head. Why? To steal their antique chairs.
Lieutenant Disher: Why didn't he take the chair?
Adrian Monk: Hello! It had a bullet hole in it. It had blood on it. He didn't want it anymore.
Lieutenant Disher: He could have washed it.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Randy. I don't think we need to stand here and pick apart the Alice-Cooper-wants an-antique-chair theory.
Adrian Monk: If you will excuse me, I have a city to clean. One bag at a time! One bag at a time. One bag at a time. One bag at a time.

Quote from Lieutenant Disher in Mr. Monk Visits a Farm

Sheriff Butterfield: I told you to do something about the deer.
Lieutenant Disher: Actually, sheriff, the deer in the road was a big clue, was one of the keys to my solving the case.
Jimmy Belmont: What case? What am I doin' here? Sheriff, you said this was important.
Lieutenant Disher: Well, I think solving a murder case is important. Don't you, Mr. Belmont? Here's what happened. My uncle must have stumbled across your secret crop. Oh, you know what I'm talking about, fields of reefer. [Jimmy looks at Monk] You lured him up here. We'll never know how, but at some point, you hit him.
Probably from behind. Then you put him in his pickup truck and you shot him. You shot him point-blank in the head.
Jimmy Belmont: You're delusional.
Lieutenant Disher: Am I? [to Monk] Am I?
Adrian Monk: You're doing fine, Randy.
Lieutenant Disher: It had to look like a suicide. You need a motive. So you killed or drugged Nadine and left her on the road. Then you backed up the truck and put salt licks under the fender. Probably the same four salt licks that are missing from your supply shed. Then you went to the dance and made sure you were seen. It was a perfect alibi. And that is how you did it, Mr. Belmont.
Deputy Hatcher: Uh, I'm not following.
Adrian Monk: Randy, I don't think you're quite done. Remember, you mentioned that part about the.... [imitates sprinklers] sprinklers.
Lieutenant Disher: Yes. I'm not done yet. The sprinklers! At 8:00, the sprinklers kicked on and melted the blocks of salt. Touchdown! When the lights flickered, you were half a mile away in front of 50 witnesses. As pretty a piece of homicide as I've ever encountered. Where were you?
Adrian Monk: I... I guess I just... I don't know.
Lieutenant Disher: I understand. You're in a slump. Don't worry, I've been there. Just give it time, you'll be back.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk and Little Monk

Captain Stottlemeyer: Mr. Norfleet, you're under arrest for the murder of Gladys Aquino, your wife's housekeeper.
[flashback:]
Principal Thicket: Son, this'll be a lot easier on everyone if you just confess. I know you took the money.
Leo: That's crazy. It was in her locker. Nobody else could've opened it.
Young Monk: The cash box was in her locker because you put it there. And I know how you did it.
[present:]
Adrian Monk: Here's what happened. You hired two men, Travis Baptiste and his brother, to break into Sherry's house.
Michael Norfleet: Ridiculous.
Natalie: We found this in Travis' wallet.
Michael Norfleet: Anyone could've written that.
Adrian Monk: It's true. The letters are printed. There's nothing special about them. But look at the house number. Look at the zero. There's a little line through it.
[flashback:]
Young Monk: I noticed something yesterday. When you were stuffing me into my locker. Which, by the way, wasn't very cool. My locker was set to zero. I remember that Sherry always set her lock to zero as well. But the day before, when principal Thicket found the cash box, her lock was not set to zero.
[present:]
Adrian Monk: This was all about the zeroes. You don't see a zero written like this very often. But I saw four of them the day before when you were writing Sherry's alimony check.
Michael Norfleet: I've seen other people write zeroes like that.
Adrian Monk: True, but how many of them also know the floor plan to your wife's house?
[flashback:]
Young Monk: Here's what happened. When you pretended to help her with her books, you pocketed her lock and replaced it with yours. It was a perfect plan. You took out the money. Then, when nobody was watching, you came back and planted the cash box. Then you put her lock back on the locker.
[present:]
Michael Norfleet: Why would I hire somebody to break into her house? There's nothing in there that I want.
Adrian Monk: Ah, yes, the motive. I knew it had something to do with this painting. But I just couldn't figure out what. Then I remembered how you resented paying all that alimony. I believe you called it your monthly pound of flesh.
Michael Norfleet: Her alimony?
Adrian Monk: You'd be paying her alimony forever unless she got remarried. This wasn't about stealing anything or hurting anybody. This was about them. You were fixing them up.
Sherry Judd: He knew about Jimmy. I talked about him all the time.
Lieutenant Disher: You tracked him down, and you got lucky. He was single and still living right here in the city.
Adrian Monk: But you had a problem. How were you gonna get them together? You couldn't just call her. You and Sherry were barely speaking. And she would have resented any suggestion you made. So you played cupid. You hired Travis and his brother to break into her house, and to deface the painting. A painting she loved. One you knew she would want restored. You were betting that eventually she'd bring it to James. He is the best art restorer in the city. They would discover that they still had feelings for each other. And you were right.
Michael Norfleet: Nice story. You can't prove any of it.

Quote from Natalie in Mr. Monk and the Birds and the Bees

Tim: Julie's t-shirt?
Natalie: That's what this whole thing has been about.
Tim: Her t-shirt? I don't understand.
Natalie: Tim, I've been waiting a long time to say this. Here's what happened. We know Dewey Jordan has been here. Mr. Monk noticed some game coupons in his apartment. Rob Sherman and Dewey Jordan met a couple weeks ago at the courthouse. Sherman probably told Dewey he was pulling some kind of insurance scam, but they had to meet again some place to work out the details. They met here at the pier. It was perfect; noisy, a big crowd, nobody would notice them.
Tim: But I don't understand, what does all this have to do with Julie?
Natalie: It was the same day you and Julie were here getting your picture taken.
Tim: Our picture?
Natalie: Exactly. The photographer had you pose right over there. But there were other people standing behind you. That's where Mr. Monk had seen them together. On Julie's t-shirt. They were in the background the whole time.
Tim: That would make sense. That's why he was acting so weird that day we met him.
Natalie: When Mr. Sherman saw that t-shirt, he knew he was in trouble. He saw Julie hanging out with Mr. Monk, the Captain, and Randy. It was only a matter of time before somebody noticed it.
Tim: I know, but why didn't he just try to steal it?
Natalie: Much too risky. Remember, he didn't have to destroy the shirt. He just wanted Julie to stop wearing it. So he had his girlfriend contact Clay. She pretended to be Julie's Aunt.
Tim: I get it. Julie breaks up with me and she never wears the shirt again.
Natalie: She's right, you are pretty smart. That's why we're here. The Captain's getting a search warrant. The photo booth keeps backup copies of all the pictures.
Tim: Uh, copy? Why- Why do you need a copy? Where's the t-shirt?
Natalie: Julie burned it.
Tim: She what?
Natalie: Sorry.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Bumps His Head

Sheriff Bates: We found her. County coroner's on his way. Poor kid. How did you know where she was?
Adrian Monk: Oh, just seemed obvious.
Sheriff Bates: Obvious to you.
Adrian Monk: Yeah. Here's what I think... Uh... Uh...
Sheriff Bates: Happened?
Adrian Monk: Yeah, yeah. See, you were right about Debbie and Roger Zisk. They were having an affair. On Friday night, she must've told him she was pregnant. She probably threatened to tell his wife. And that was something Roger just couldn't allow. He brought the body up here to dump it. But he forgot about the bees. They probably stung him a 100 times, and now Roger had a problem. Eventually, somebody was gonna find Debbie's body here surrounded by bees and when they did, they might remember that Roger showed up the next day covered with bee stings. How would he explain that? He had to get stung again. This time in public, so that he could explain the bee stings.
Sheriff Bates: He had guts. I'll give him that.
State Trooper: You figured all that out? What department are you with?
Adrian Monk: Actually, I'm a roofer. I'm just glad to help out. Excuse me. Is your gun loaded?
Second State Trooper: Yeah.
Adrian Monk: Could you do me a favor? Could you kill me, please?
Second State Trooper: Why didn't you just stay in the car?
Adrian Monk: There's a bee in the car. There's a bee in the car.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk vs. the Cobra

[fantasy:]
Trudy: We both know what's happening here, Adrian. You're having what Dr. Kroger would call a psychotic break. It's a defense mechanism. How long do you have?
Adrian Monk: Uh, there's about 50 cubic feet of air in the coffin. 35 minutes, maybe 40. Let's talk about something else.
Trudy: How did you know it was the gravedigger?
Adrian Monk: I noticed the stamp on the back of his hand. At the time, I didn't think anything about it. But then later, I saw the exact same stamp on Natalie's hand.
Trudy: So you knew Chris Downey had been to the museum.
Adrian Monk: That's right. He stole Sonny Chow's hairbrush. Because he needed Chow's DNA, so he could frame him for murder.
Trudy: But why Sonny Chow?
Adrian Monk: So the police would exhume his body. It all started six years ago. I remember the case. Downey had stolen half a million in jewels from a courier. During the getaway, he assaulted an off-duty cop. He was convicted on the assault, but they couldn't get him on the robbery.
Trudy: They never found the diamonds.
Adrian Monk: Exactly. He was working here at the cemetery. Before he went home, he must've stopped here and hid the jewels.
Trudy: Where?
Adrian Monk: In Sonny Chow's coffin. It was perfect. Chow was scheduled to be buried the next day. Downey figured he could always come back and dig it up. Even five or six years later.
Trudy: You felt 'em in the pillowcase. You felt 'em when Natalie hit you in the back.
Adrian Monk: That's right.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Gets Drunk

Adrian Monk: Here's what happened. I went to bed around 10. They were still playing poker. Guber must have needed more cash, so he went upstairs to get it. I went to bed around 10. They were all still playing the poker.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Monk! We've heard this part already.
Adrian Monk: Cappy! Cappy, you made it. How you doing? I- I- I love you. I just...
Captain Stottlemeyer: I love you too. Do your thing.
Adrian Monk: You just got... You...
Captain Stottlemeyer: Let's go sleep it off.
Adrian Monk: And thanks, thanks, thanks for the...
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Adrian Monk: Thanks for the... Look at that. What's that thing?
Captain Stottlemeyer: All right, come here. Come here a minute.
Adrian Monk: I'm gonna get me one.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Up to bed.
Adrian Monk: Oh, oh, wait! See, Gruber never came back. They got worried and decided to go upstairs and check him! They found Ben Gruber dead. He was dead from a heart attack. And cash, $3.1 million. They must've figured somebody would be coming around looking for it. That's the kind of money people come looking for. What to do? What to do? They decided to hide the body and split the money. If anybody asked, they were gonna pretend they never heard of him. Hold on. [sits down] Here's what happened. They got rid of Gruber's car. Then they removed his signature from the guest book and retook the group photo without him. He was gone. It was like he never existed. Gone like a ghost.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Goes to the Bank

Natalie: Come on, you gotta pull yourself together. Look at me. Look at me. We just have to make it until 9:00 am. When the bank opens, they'll open the vault.
Adrian Monk: No, they won't.
Natalie: Sure they will. Somebody will.
Adrian Monk: You don't get it. It wasn't just Peter Crawley.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah, well, obviously we know now that Madge was in on it too.
Lieutenant Disher: And the Russian.
Adrian Monk: No, no, you still don't get it. It was all of them. They were all in on it. Look, six toothpicks! Madge, Crawley, Jasmine, Harrison, Tiffany, Gloria. The whole staff! They planned it together. Here's what happened. It was like they were putting on a play. They must have rehearsed it for weeks. One of them had to play the Russian. It was probably Madge. She was about the right height. I didn't see her on the surveillance tape.
Natalie: But what did the toothpicks mean?
Adrian Monk: One of them had to get shot. To make it look good. So they were drawing straws.
Natalie: I don't get it. Why did they kill the manager?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, they probably had an agreement not to spend any of the money, but Crawley couldn't resist.
Adrian Monk: Of course we'll never know for sure. Because we're gonna die soon.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk's Favorite Show

[fantasy:]
Adrian Monk: I'm talking about her Silver Globe Award. You didn't really earn this, did you?
Kathy Cooper: I don't know what you're talking about.
Adrian Monk: Here's what happened. Thirty-five years ago after this show was cancelled, your career was in trouble.
Kathy Cooper: I'm not listening.
Adrian Monk: And when you were nominated for this award, you knew it was your last chance, and you would do anything to win. You met a fan named Victor Timlinson. He told you where he worked. It was the luckiest break of your career. He worked for an accounting firm called Fineman and Kelly. They tabulated the ballots for all the big award shows. Including the Silver Globes. He worked in the mail room, witch meant his the first person to see the ballots. I don't know how you did it. Maybe you paid him off. Or flirted with him. But somehow you convinced him to rig the final tally. Years went by, you probably figured you'd never see him again. But when he read about your big book deal, Mr. Timlinson reappeared. He got greedy. He tried to shake you down. He threatened to tell the world the truth about how you really won this. And you knew if you paid him, he'd eventually want more. They always do. So you decided to kill him.
Kathy Cooper: That's crazy talk.
Adrian Monk: You set him up! You sent those letters to yourself. You even blew up your own car. On Monday night, you arranged to meet him at that motel. Or should I say, you arranged to murder him in cold blood. You shot him. You planted that knife in his hand and those letters in his coat.
Mrs. Cooper: Kathy, we've talked about this. Killing people is never the answer.
Mr. Cooper: I'm afraid you're grounded, young lady.
Kathy Cooper: It's not fair. He doesn't have any proof. The D.A. is gonna laugh you out of his office.
Adrian Monk: I don't think so, 'cause I found this in Timlinson's apartment in a hollowed-out book. The original ballots. Timlinson must have kept a couple as an insurance policy.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk and the TV Star

Adrian Monk: As Special Agent Rusty Clark would say, "Here's what happened." Last week, you came in here alone after hours. It was easy to transfer Susan's scream from the slasher film onto the exercise video. The morning of the murder, you smashed some glass on the rear door to make it look like somebody broke in. You hid a knife near the front door where you could grab it quickly. Then you replaced her exercise video with the one you doctored, and the stage was set. As you planned, the press was out front, and you made sure they saw Susan alive as you left the house. You recorded the audio low intentionally, because you needed her to turn the volume all the way up.
Sharona: The press thought you were going in to help her, but you were going in to kill her.
Adrian Monk: You only had a few seconds, but it was all you needed.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Good work, Mr. Monk.
Sharona: And he did it without a spectroscope.
Lieutenant Disher: Could you stand up, please, Mr. Terry. You're under arrest. It's one easy motion. Cuffs come out, right arm down. Slap 'em on. You're goin' down, clown. Just like you're dancin'. How was that?
Captain Stottlemeyer: That was perfect. Now, don't be afraid to rough 'im up. That's a bad guy.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Goes to a Rock Concert

Adrian Monk: [shouting over the music] Here's what happened! The roadie, Stork, wrote a song.
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Adrian Monk: The roadie, Stork, wrote a song! Kris Kedder stole it! Stork must have confronted Kedder! Kris killed him!
Captain Stottlemeyer: What?
Adrian Monk: He tried to make it look like Stork OD'd! So he stuffed him into the hell hole!
Natalie: You mean that Port-A-John!
Adrian Monk: No, I mean the hell hole!
Captain Stottlemeyer: The hell what?
Adrian Monk: At some point, he remembered that Stork was off drugs and that he was afraid of needles! He knew that nobody would believe that Stork OD'd like that! Then he had to make it look like Stork was back on drugs and over his fear of needles, so he disguised himself and he went to the acupuncturist!
Natalie: Oh, and he made sure he mentioned he was looking for heroin!
Adrian Monk: Right. And he put the map in Stork's pocket to lead us to the acupuncturist. And he... Uh, uh. And he closed the door. And he locked it from the outside. God, I can't hear the music. I think I've gone deaf.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, the song is over.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk and the Big Game

Adrian Monk: Ref. Time. Time out!
Referee: Time out, purple.
Natalie: Okay, hurry up.
Adrian Monk: Aaron Hayden belongs to that country club. It was on the trophy on his mantle. Conrad Country Club. Here's what happened. Aaron Hayden killed Paula McGoohan. I remember the case. There was DNA evidence all over the scene but nothing to match it against.
Natalie: 20 seconds.
Adrian Monk: Lynn Hayden told her brother she started that brush fire and planned to turn herself in. That's why she was so upset last week.
Natalie: 15 Seconds.
Adrian Monk: Aaron tried to talk her out of it. He knew she'd be arrested, which meant...
Captain Stottlemeyer: We would take a DNA sample.
Lieutenant Disher: Routine for a felony arrest.
Natalie: Ten seconds.
Adrian Monk: He knew if you ran her DNA through the system, it would lead you to the country club murder, which would lead you to him.
Captain Stottlemeyer: It happens with siblings. A near hit.
Adrian Monk: He was trapped! He couldn't let her confess. If she was arrested, he was a dead man. [buzzer sounds]

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Is On The Run (Part One)

Captain Stottlemeyer: [answers phone] Stottlemeyer.
Adrian Monk: Leland, it's me.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Monk, thank God. Are you okay?
Adrian Monk: Leland, I know who set me up. It was that Sheriff.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Rollins? Why?
Adrian Monk: I don't know why. I can't figure that out. But I know how.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Okay, okay, how? How is good. Let's start with how.
Adrian Monk: Okay, I had some orange juice in my refrigerator.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Okay.
Adrian Monk: Somebody drank from it. I thought it was Natalie.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Monk, we haven't got a lot of time here.
Adrian Monk: I'm talking about Rollins. It was him. He's always drinking juice. I heard him talking about it. Leland, here's what happened. He broke into my house the day before the shooting.
Captain Stottlemeyer: And raided your refrigerator?
Adrian Monk: That's right. Then he drank some orange juice. About four ounces. Then he found my handgun.
Captain Stottlemeyer: He switched guns?
Adrian Monk: Not the whole gun, just the barrel. My gun's a Lane & Westing.
Captain Stottlemeyer: The barrels are interchangeable.
Adrian Monk: Right, he used the six-fingered man's prints and the note to lure me to the sculpture garden. He was hiding there, about 50 feet behind me. He waited for me to pull my gun, and then he took the shot. He told me to lie on the ground face down. That's probably when he did it.
Captain Stottlemeyer: He switched them back. So when the lab said the bullet came from your gun...
Adrian Monk: They were right. It was my gun. Atl east part of it.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Okay, can you prove it? Do you have anything else?
Adrian Monk: Okay. Leland, are you sitting down? I have a plastic tab from a juice container.
Captain Stottlemeyer: D- Do you have any fingerprints?
Adrian Monk: Fingerprints? No. No. That's not enough, is it?
Captain Stottlemeyer: No, it's not enough!

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Takes the Stand

Adrian Monk: Here's what happened. You were in the middle of a very messy, very expensive divorce, and you wanted to get rid of your wife.
Evan Gildea: That is absurd. Do I have to listen to this?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yes, you do.
Adrian Monk: What you needed was an alibi. First, you ordered a two-ton slab of marble. Then you went to work, but you weren't sculpting just another statue. You were sculpting an alibi, a perfect alibi. You had it all worked out, down to the last details-
Harrison Powell: Hold it! Hold it! Don't say another word.
Lieutenant Disher: Excuse me, sir, this is a private conversation.
Harrison Powell: Yeah, this conversation's over, unless you want to talk to me, but I cannot promise that I would listen, detective.
Captain Stottlemeyer: And you are?
Harrison Powell: I'm Harrison Powell. I'm Mr. Gildea's Attorney. I just moved up from Los Angeles. And you must be Mr. Adrian Monk. I saw your profile on In Focus. Very impressive.
Adrian Monk: Thank you. I was just explaining to-
Harrison Powell: Why don't you tell it to the judge? We're denying everything categorically. Have a nice day. Come on. Let's go. You look like a man who could use a drink. Evan, let's go. They can't keep you here. It's okay.
Evan Gildea: Harrison, it's too late. They know everything. They have all this evidence against me.
Harrison Powell: No, they have no evidence against you. They have nothing, okay? You're an innocent man that's been unjustly accused. And I'm gonna prove all that when we get to court.
Evan Gildea: Harrison, it's Adrian Monk. He's never lost a case in his life.
Harrison Powell: Well, neither have I. This'll be great.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Meets His Dad

Adrian Monk: Tell me about your boss. Is he a driver?
Jack Monk: He used to be.
Adrian Monk: Does he ever borrow any of these trucks?
Jack Monk: Yeah, all the time. How do you know that?
Adrian Monk: Here's what happened. Ben Glaser borrowed a truck. This truck. And he drove out to see Kenneth Woods. They must've had a fight.
Jack Monk: Makes sense. They hated each other.
Adrian Monk: Ben killed Kenneth, and he hid his body. But he had a problem. There was a record of where he had driven that day.
Jack Monk: Big Brother!
Adrian Monk: Right. And he knew that eventually the cops would check the GPS computer. He had to erase it and quick. He had to put 5,000 more miles on this truck so the box would reset.
Jack Monk: And he sends me out on this wild goose chase. Son of a bitch bastard! Excuse my language.
Adrian Monk: It's okay. I'm a trucker.
Jack Monk: It's unbelievable. You solved it. You did it. You don't even know these people, and you solved the case! Just like when I used to read Sherlock Holmes to you. You'd figure it out by page two.

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Stays in Bed

Adrian Monk: [on the phone, unaware Dennison has picked up Natalie's phone] Natalie. Natalie, here's what happened. This lawyer, Dennison, was having an affair with Judge Garr. She came to his house last night. And at some point they decided to order a pizza. Somehow things turned ugly. Maybe they had a fight. We'll probably never know what it was about. But he killed her. He killed her in that bathroom. But the delivery guy Julio must have seen the attack or heard something. And he tried to help her. He died trying to save her. Natalie, I'm gonna need those cough drops. Not the menthol. You, you, you know the kind. Anyway, Dennison had a problem. The pizzeria knew Julio's route. And Dennison knew that if Julio just disappeared, the cops would focus on him. They'd poke around. They'd ask a lot of questions. So he needed somebody else to be the last person who saw Julio alive. He decided to deliver one more pizza as Julio, to divert attention from himself. You were right, Natalie. Julio didn't deliver that pizza. The man who killed him did. He was smart, but he made two mistakes. Big mistakes. One, that blood you found on the bathroom light switch. If that's the judge's blood, and I think it is, he's going to jail for life. But even without that blood, we can still convict him. Mistake number two, his fingerprints are all over that pizza box he delivered. It's at the recycling dump. I'm sure they can find it if they have to. They just collected it this morning. [phone beeps] Oh, that's my other line, hold on. [switches line]
Natalie: Mr. Monk.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, Natalie, I'll call you back. I'm on the other line.
Natalie: Don't- [switches line] Where was I? Natalie? Natalie? Are you okay?
Reggie Dennison: Say one word to anybody, she's dead. Understand?

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Goes Home Again

Ambrose Monk: Adrian.
Adrian Monk: I'm with you, I'm right here.
Ambrose Monk: Tell me who did this.
Adrian Monk: Ssh. It doesn't matter.
Ambrose Monk: It matters to me. I don't want to die without knowing. Tell me, Adrian.
Adrian Monk: Okay. Here's what happened. His name is Paul Gilstrap. He wanted to kill his wife. He worked in a laboratory where they made tetrachlorodrine. A few days ago, he snuck in there and he stole some of it. Ambrose, I met his wife when I went trick-or-treating with Julie. And she said that she ate a Neptune bar every night before bed. Gilstrap poisoned her candy. But he couldn't poison just one. He wanted to make it look like there was a serial killer on the loose, so he had to poison a lot of other candy bars. Put them back into circulation.
Ambrose Monk: So his wife would just be another victim.
Adrian Monk: That's right.
Ambrose Monk: It's a good plan.
Adrian Monk: But he made a mistake. He got caught trying to put the poison back.
Ambrose Monk: Ruined everything.
Adrian Monk: That's right. It ruined everything. Because now if his wife or anyone else died from tetrachlorodrine, they'd know it was him. So he was desperate. He had to get all of the poisoned candy bars out of circulation. He found them all except for two.
Ambrose Monk: Right.
Adrian Monk: The armored car driver had one. He had already taken a bite. If the driver just dropped dead, Gilstrap knew there'd be an autopsy. So he had to think fast. He grabbed the driver's gun and shot him repeatedly. Who would bother looking for poison in a guy who had been shot five times?
Ambrose Monk: Which left just one candy bar. The one I ate.
Adrian Monk: That's right. He's been trying to get it back all night.