Lieutenant Disher: Yeah, captain, this is Sean Metzger, David Gitelson's personal driver. He was the last person to see Gitelson alive.
Sean Metzger: Like I told the lieutenant, I dropped him off this morning, just like any game day. He went into the stadium, and that was it. I never saw him again.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Did he say anything? Did he seem worried about anything?
Sean Metzger: No, sir, he was excited, up for the game.
Adrian Monk: Uh, you have a... You have a smudge there. What happened there?
Sean Metzger: What happened? I don't know. Do you remember every little smudge you ever got on your clothing?
Adrian Monk: Yes, I do.

Adrian Monk: Why are you letting him go?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Because, Monk, I can't hold him. He's just a witness.
Adrian Monk: That was a charcoal smudge on his jacket and the smell of gasoline on his lapel.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You're still on the grill.
Lieutenant Disher: What grill?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Somebody's barbecue grill caught fire right before kickoff.
Lieutenant Disher: So what does have to do with Gitelson?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Good question.
Adrian Monk: I think somehow they're connected.

Sean Metzger: You again.
Adrian Monk: Yes, sir. Me again.
Sean Metzger: You're missing the game.
Adrian Monk: Maybe the real game is out here in the parking lot. Have you been siphoning gas?
Sean Metzger: From my own car? Why would I do that?
Adrian Monk: I don't know. You tell me.
Sean Metzger: No. You tell me.
Adrian Monk: No, you tell me.

Sean Metzger: Look, I don't know what you're talkin' about? They said I could leave, so I'm leaving.
Adrian Monk: We had an explosion here today. A guy was burned. Name was Chet Walsh.
Sean Metzger: Never heard of him.
Adrian Monk: Football jersey, big Condors fan, drunk, yelling all the time.
Sean Metzger: It's a tailgate party. You're describing everybody here.
Adrian Monk: I'm pretty sure you know this guy 'cause you tried to kill him about an hour ago.
Sean Metzger: Why would I do that?
Adrian Monk: I don't know.
Sean Metzger: You don't know much, do you? Would you move away from the car, please? I'm going home.
Adrian Monk: [blocks car] Sean Metzger! You can try and leave this stadium. You can drive away, but you're not really going anywhere. The wheels of justice may turn slowly, but... [Metzger reverses] Sooner or later... They always... Wind up...

Chet: What was the question again?
Adrian Monk: You said you were here about 6:30 this morning. You saw Davy Gitelson coming through that door.
Chet: Right.
Adrian Monk: And you asked him for an autograph, but he ignored you.
Chet: Right.
Adrian Monk: You said he was upset about something.
Chet: Right!
Adrian Monk: He kept repeating something over and over.
Chet: Right!
Adrian Monk: What was he yelling? Chet!
Chet: Out of order! "It's out of order." That's what he kept sayin'.
Adrian Monk: What was out of order?
Chet: I don't know! It must have been somethin'!
Adrian Monk: Something. That's a big help. Thank you. It's not the phone. Something is out of order. It's out of order. Must be inside. [swipes card]
Chet: Whoa.
Adrian Monk: It's an all-access pass. Come on.
Chet: Dude! You're like my best friend.
Adrian Monk: You wanna hear something sad? You're my best friend too.

Chet: This one works.
Adrian Monk: They all work. So what was out of order?
Chet: I don't know. It's like a mystery. [answers phone] This is Chet! What are they offering? Don't kid yourself. 55 million means 70 million. We don't counter till they hit the number. I'll call you later.
Adrian Monk: Who are you?
Chet: Hedge fund manager. But not today. Condors!

Bob Costas: [on TV] The defensive coordinator of the Wildcats, Brian Binsack, has been one step ahead of the Condors all game long. It's almost as if he's reading their minds. You know, with head coach Kent McFarland scheduled to retire at the end of the year for the Wildcats, I'd say the way things are going, Binsack is a shoe in to get the job.
Adrian Monk: I got it! I know who killed Davy Gitelson.

Adrian Monk: It wasn't a vending machine.
Chet: I can't help but wonder what we're talkin' about.
Adrian Monk: Something was out of order, right? But it wasn't any machine. It was the playbook. The team playbook! I remember now. I saw the book. Some of the pages were mixed up. Here's what happened. His limo driver, Sean Metzger, was in a perfect position to steal the Condors' playbook. He probably only had a few minutes. He made a quick copy, and at some point, the pages must have gotten mixed up. He sold the Xeroxed copy to that coach from the Wildcats. He made a few bucks. He probably thought that was the end of it. But this morning, after he got dropped off, Gitelson realized something was wrong. He figured out what happened. He went looking for the driver. The fight must have escalated. Metzger panicked. But the gates had already opened. Fans were just starting to show up. Metger was racing the clock, he was improvising. He had to hide the body in plain sight. That's why Metzger was trying to kill you. He saw you two talking. He thought you knew too much. Hedge fund manager. Yeah, that makes sense.
Chet: So, what do we do now, call the cops?
Adrian Monk: No. There's not enough time. If he destroys that playbook, we don't have a case.
Chet: It's probably in the locker room. What?

Bob Costas: Back at Summit stadium, where the Condors have come from behind and defeated the Wildcats 27-24 in one of the greatest playoff games ever. Meanwhile, there was plenty of drama away from the field, and here to tell us about it is Captain Leland Stottlemeyer of the San Francisco police along with former detective Adrian Monk. Captain, we just saw the defensive coach of the Wildcats led away from the stadium in handcuffs. What can you tell us?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Well, Mr. Binsack has been arrested and charged with receipt of stolen property. Monk. And, I can also tell you that Davy Gitelson's personal driver has also been arrested in Marin county.