Captain Stottlemeyer: Hey, Monk, we've got the prelim on the explosive. We think 4 to 5 pounds of a high-density plastique, magnesium charge. It was detonated with an egg timer.
Adrian Monk: You mentioned a letter. Is that the letter?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah, three pages taped to the back door. It's unsigned.
Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, it's your basic environmental laundry list. Solar power, fossil fuel, Saudi Arabia, it's the only planet we have.
Adrian Monk: "We are free men, unshackled by your barbarous laws." I know that phrase. I've heard that before. Unshackled, barbarous laws... Ten years ago, that exact same phrase was in a letter written by a guy named... Winston. No. Yes. Winston Brenner. Trudy wrote, wrote an article about him.
Captain Stottlemeyer: I remember that guy. He was a serious radical in Boston. He blew up a recruiting station, couple of soldiers got killed.
Lieutenant Disher: That's right. Well, it looks like he just came out of retirement.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Let's check him out.

Michelle Rivas: Sharona, would you, um, give this to Adrian? You know, just in case he has any questions at all.
Sharona: Sure.
Michelle Rivas: Or even if he doesn't. That's my home number on the back.
Sharona: Do you like him?
Michelle Rivas: Well, he's a very interesting man.
Sharona: Yes, he is.
Michelle Rivas: And he's obviously brilliant.
Sharona: Well, he can be, yes.
Michelle Rivas: Does he date?
Sharona: Does... Does he date? Um... no.
Michelle Rivas: Is there something wrong with him?
Sharona: No.

Sharona: You know, you might want to call her. Maybe it's time.
Adrian Monk: I don't think so.
Sharona: Adrian, I'm talking to you as a friend, okay? She seems really nice, and I think you should call her. Just see what happens.
Adrian Monk: Mm, no.
Sharona: All right, here, here, here, here. Why don't you take this in case you change your mind? Her number's on the back.
Adrian Monk: No.
Sharona: All right, then I'll say the number. I know once you hear it, you're not going to forget it. 555...
Adrian Monk: No, no, no,no, no, no, no, no, no!
Sharona: 555...
Adrian Monk: Na na na na na na na na.
Sharona: 555-3198.
Adrian Monk: [groans]

Captain Stottlemeyer: The FBI, in their infinite wisdom, now agrees that Winston Brenner may have faked his own death back in 1995. If Brenner is still alive, that scruffy bird up there may still be in contact with him.
Sharona: How does he go to the bathroom?
[Stottlemeyer, Monk and Sharona take a few steps back from the tree. Randy stays right where he is.]

Michelle Rivas: [answers phone] Hello?
Adrian Monk: Hello. It's me. Adrian Monk. The detective.
Michelle Rivas: Hey. I was just thinking about you.
Adrian Monk: [takes a conversation card] I've been thinking about you, too. How was your day?
Michelle Rivas: Oh, just still not over. I have 10 more press releases to write. Is there anything new in the investigation?
Adrian Monk: [takes another card] Not yet. This is a very tough case.
Michelle Rivas: Yeah. What is it about San Francisco that attracts so many kooks? Bombers and radicals. I mean, does San Antonio, Texas have problems like this?
Adrian Monk: Texas. Hold, please. Texas. Texas. Texas. Texas.
Michelle Rivas: Where are you from?
Adrian Monk: [takes a card] San Francisco, born and bred. How about you?
Michelle Rivas: Chicago, but I went to college here and just never left, like everybody else, I guess.
Adrian Monk: [takes a card] Oh. What college did you attend, and what did you study?
Michelle Rivas: Stanford. I majored in journalism.
Adrian Monk: [takes a card] Trudy majored in journalism.
Michelle Rivas: Oh. What was she like?
Adrian Monk: [takes a card from the largest pile] She loved poetry. She could recite 100 poems by heart. [another card] She went barefoot all the time, even when it was freezing. [another card] She kept every promise she ever made. I loved the way she looked at me. I think I miss that more than anything.

Sharona: Did you really call her?
Adrian Monk: Yes, I called her. Is that so hard to believe?
Sharona: Oh, no, no. I'm, I'm just stunned. I... Were you honest with her?
Adrian Monk: Yes, I was. I laid all my cards on the table.

Adrian Monk: I bought you a dozen roses.
Michelle Rivas: Well, they're beautiful. What happened to the rest?
Adrian Monk: I had to throw them out. They were all different.
Michelle Rivas: Well, thank you.

Adrian Monk: I like your hat.
Michelle Rivas: Yeah, it's new. Although I think it's too small or my head's too big.
Adrian Monk: Your head? No, it's perfect.
Michelle Rivas: Thank you.
Adrian Monk: It's perfectly round like Charlie Brown.
Michelle Rivas: Thank you.
Adrian Monk: Were you born Caesarean?
Michelle Rivas: I don't know.
Adrian Monk: I was born naturally, but I was raised Caesarean.
Michelle Rivas: Okay.
Adrian Monk: Trudy's head was more of an oval.
Michelle Rivas: Yes, you mentioned that on the phone, and that she loved poetry...
Adrian Monk: That's right.
Michelle Rivas: And loved going barefoot even when it was freezing.
Adrian Monk: Exactly.

Adrian Monk: [pressing button] Lobby, lobby, lobby, lobby, lobby.
Woman: Sir, there's no power. It's not going to move.
Adrian Monk: You're probably right. [pressing button] Lobby, lobby, lobby, lobby...

Michelle Rivas: This isn't even the worst date I've had this year.
Woman: Really?
Michelle Rivas: Yeah. I went out with this guy from work, Gene Edelson. You met him.
Adrian Monk: The engineer? Lobby, lobby...
Michelle Rivas: I guess I felt sorry for him. I could tell he never got out much. He's into country/western. Took me line-dancing.
Woman: Oh, I'm so sorry.
Michelle Rivas: He had a couple drinks, then a couple more, groped me for half an hour, and puked all over the mechanical bull.
Woman: Those quiet guys are the worst.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, he sounds like a real loser. Lobby, lobby, lobby, lobby!