Captain Stottlemeyer: No, no wait. She- She was at home. We talked to her. She was 30 miles away from the thing.
Adrian Monk: Captain, she made a point of mentioning the time. It was 7:00, remember? We were her alibi.
Captain Stottlemeyer: How?
Adrian Monk: I don't know how. But she's the guy.
Natalie: Captain, we found this at the scene.
Adrian Monk: Hibiscus. Linda was putting a flower just like it in her hair the night Sean Corcoran was killed.
Captain Stottlemeyer: A lot of people... I can't believe we're having this discussion.
Adrian Monk: I can't either.

Lieutenant Disher: Hey, how'd the interrogation go? I got a roast pig for the party. 37 pounds. That's big for a pig. [awkward silence] Did you tell the Captain your theory about Linda?
Natalie: Yes. We did.
Lieutenant Disher: How'd that go over?

Linda Fusco: [answers phone] Oh, hi, honey. Yeah, back in the saddle. I'm showing Natalie an apartment. No, no, just Natalie. He what? You can't be serious. Can I call you back? [hangs up]
Natalie: Is everything okay?
Linda Fusco: Yes. I'm- I'm fine. Hey, where's Adrian? I thought you two were always together.
Natalie: Oh, you know, he does something every Wednesday.
Linda Fusco: It's Thursday.
Natalie: And Thursday. You know Mr. Monk. He can't just do something. He has to go back the next day and just check his work.
Linda Fusco: Right. I'm sorry, I forgot I'm showing an apartment to someone else downstairs, so, wait, I'll be right back.
Natalie: Okay. Thanks, Linda.

Linda Fusco: What are you doing? I could have you arrested.
Adrian Monk: But you won't.
Linda Fusco: You don't have to snoop around, Mr. Monk. If you want to ask me a question, you could just call my office. Are you afraid of me?
Adrian Monk: Oh, yeah. Where's the shotgun?
Linda Fusco: What shotgun are we talking about?
Adrian Monk: The one that was in there. You have a barrel cleaner and gun oil.
Linda Fusco: My grandfather left me his 12-gauge when he died. And it was stolen.
Adrian Monk: Ah. Did you report it?
Linda Fusco: Of course I did. It would be illegal not to.
Adrian Monk: Do you have a copy of that report?
Linda Fusco: Of course I do. It's upstairs. In the bedroom.

Linda Fusco: It's in here someplace.
Adrian Monk: Is this where you talk to the captain?
Linda Fusco: That's right. 6:30 every night. Leland told me that you're becoming obsessed with me. To tell you the truth, I'm a little flattered. I know about your wife. About what happened. You miss her. You are obviously in a lot of pain. And pain like that can make it difficult to think... Well, to think clearly. I wish there was something I could do to help.
Adrian Monk: The report.
Linda Fusco: Oh, I can't find it. I've misplaced it. I'm- I'm very forgetful.
Adrian Monk: Mm, no, you're not.

Natalie: Sorry, she must've figured it out!
Adrian Monk: Go, go, just go!
Natalie: Are you okay? What happened? Did she have a gun?
Adrian Monk: No, no. Are my eyes bleeding? Natalie, she did it. She definitely did it! And I-I know how she did it. Go! Just go!

Lieutenant Disher: See? It's all in the hands. Every movement tells a story. This means palm tree. This is shark.
Shark. Rain. Rain.
Man: [o.s.] Hey, Randy! What does this mean?
Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, well, we all know what that means, Sergeant.
Man #2: [o.s.] How about this?
Man #3: [o.s.] What about this?
Lieutenant Disher: Okay, you know what? That's not in the hula spirit at all.
Captain Stottlemeyer: If Hawaii looks anything like this, I'm not getting off the plane.

Adrian Monk: [on video chat] Hello? Hello. Hello, can you see me?
Natalie: Yes, Mr. Monk, we can see you. Don't- Don't touch anything. No, Mr. Monk, it's fine.
Adrian Monk: Look, here I am.
Natalie: Yeah, but don't- Don't touch it, it's fine. Okay, so, um, everybody's here. Including the captain.
Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, and me. Hey, Monk!
Adrian Monk: Is that Randy? What are you wearing?
Lieutenant Disher: Police tape. Where are you?
Captain Stottlemeyer: That's her bedroom.
Adrian Monk: So it would appear. Linda was playing some music, remember?
Linda Fusco: You see? I told you. He was stalking me. Now, can't you do anything?
Adrian Monk: Leland! Leland. I've been trying to call you all day. Something I have to show you. I know how she did it.
Linda Fusco: [turns off the monitor] Leland, please. Just get me out of here. Please, I can't take this anymore.
Let's just go. Right now. Let's just go. Go to the airport.
Captain Stottlemeyer: We can't leave now. We've got reservations.
Linda Fusco: Oh, forget Hawaii. Let's just- Let's just disappear. We can start over. Maybe South America. Maybe Venezuela.
[As Natalie opens the office window, Hawaiian luau music can be heard]
Captain Stottlemeyer: Listen. Do you hear that?
Natalie: I think it's coming from down there.

Linda Fusco: Leland, sorry.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah, me too.
Linda Fusco: I did this for us.
Captain Stottlemeyer: We had something. We had something real. We could've made it all the way. Randy?
[Randy cuffs Linda]