Natalie: So what did you find at her house?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Over here.
Natalie: A voodoo doll.
Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, we've already traced it from a store in the Haight. Reverend Jorgensen's Voodoo Boutique. Just sent Fenderman and Kramer up there to take a look.
Captain Stottlemeyer: It was postmarked last Tuesday in Nob Hill.
Lieutenant Disher: Checked with Post Office. The postmark is 100% legit.
Captain Stottlemeyer: So here's what we have. The doll was mailed three days before she died. And I'm looking at it, but it's just not possible.

Adrian Monk: She was exercising?
Coach Chauncey: Yes, sir. Power Walker, came by every afternoon.
Adrian Monk: At the same time?
Coach Chauncey: Varied 3:30, 4:00.
Adrian Monk: So she was walking along here. The ball came over the fence. Are there a lot of balls hit over this wall?
Coach Chauncey: Not really. Every now and then, maybe. It was a hell of a hit, actually. I mean, too bad about Mrs. Murphy, but Petey really got all of it, 'cause you kept your eye on the ball. You listened to me, waited for your pitch. It was a beautiful hit. I mean, until the, you know...
Adrian Monk: Right. Hi, Petey. Did you know, Mrs. Murphy?
Petey: No, sir. Am I going to jail?
Adrian Monk: Probably not.

Lieutenant Disher: Postmarked a week ago, Nob Hill.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Go ahead and open it.
Lieutenant Disher: No, you can open it, sir.
Adrian Monk: I'll open it. ... Although, technically, I am just a consultant. [Sergeant Steiner makes alien noises]
Captain Stottlemeyer: Sergeant, you're not helping.
Sergeant Steiner: Yes, sir.
Captain Stottlemeyer: I'll open it.
Natalie: [looking away] It's another doll, isn't it? And there's a lightning bolt coming out of its head?
Lieutenant Disher: No, it's his neck. No, you're right. [Stottlemeyer uses tweezers to adjust the lightning bolt] No, it's his head.
Natalie: Now do you believe me?

Natalie: I'm gonna wait out here.
Adrian Monk: Natalie, you're being ridiculous.
Natalie: I can't go in. I'm sorry.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, I hate to mention this, but it is technically your job.
Natalie: Then fire me.
Adrian Monk: I'm not going to fire you. Just don't go anywhere. You're my ride home.
Natalie: I hate this case.
Adrian Monk: Yes, you've made that clear. You hate the case.

Captain Stottlemeyer: Hey, there you are. Where the hell you been? I called two hours ago.
Adrian Monk: Oh, it's Natalie. She didn't even give me the message. She's all twisted up about this case. She's outside right now. She won't come in.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Now, wait a minute. Let me get my head around this. You are the level-headed, brave one now?
Lieutenant Disher: She's shaking her head.
Adrian Monk: It's this voodoo stuff. She- She believes it.
Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, I don't think she's coming in.
Captain Stottlemeyer: I can't really blame her. We've all got the heebie-jeebies. Say hello to doll number three.

Lieutenant Disher: Victim number three, Robert Boyd, 64 years old. Guy was a big fish. He owned Boyd Teletronics, you know, the cell phone company? So, according his niece, Angeline Dilworth, that's her right over there, he's had a bad ticker for years. She's been worried about him, especially this last week.
Adrian Monk: Why is that?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Apparently, he was obsessed with the voodoo killings. He was watching the news, following the case.
Lieutenant Disher: He's real superstitious.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, so I see.

Angeline Dilworth: Is there a problem?
Adrian Monk: It's upside down.
Angeline Dilworth: What is?
Adrian Monk: The horseshoe. It's supposed to point up, so the good luck stays in the shoe. He was a superstitious guy. I'm surprised he didn't know that.
Angeline Dilworth: Maybe that's why it didn't work.

Captain Stottlemeyer: Monk, Natalie just called from the driveway. She wants to go home.
Adrian Monk: Now?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yep, she's in pretty bad shape, I can tell. You'd better take care of her.
Adrian Monk: What can I do?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, you've seen normal people, sensitive people, taking care of each other. Do what they do. Call you later.

Captain Stottlemeyer: Look at this place. It's like Halloween the year round.
Lieutenant Disher: Lucky Bath crystals.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Incense powder. Money powder. It's guaranteed to cure all financial woes.
Lieutenant Disher: Well, you should buy it.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Can't afford it. Cupid's arrow. It's a love potion. [sniffs] What?
Lieutenant Disher: It's not working.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Good.

Adrian Monk: Natalie, it's me. Hello? Hey, feeling better? Great, listen I have a favor to ask. I don't know what's going on with you and all this voodoo stuff, but here's the thing. You cannot be the unstable one. I cannot take care of you, Natalie. This morning, I spent six hours organizing my cereal boxes. I have to be honest. I cannot function like this. Do you understand?
Natalie: [sobs]
Adrian Monk: Natalie? [Natalie points to the table] What?
[Adrian walks over to the table and find a package. He picks up a voodoo doll of Natalie]