Adrian Monk Quote #2287
Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Makes the Playoffs
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?
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Quote from Captain Stottlemeyer
Adrian Monk: I think we should talk to that guy again, that Chet Walsh with the funny foamy finger. Remember? He had this big, foamy finger.
Captain Stottlemeyer: I know who you mean, Monk.
Adrian Monk: He said he saw Gitelson this morning!
Captain Stottlemeyer: Look, Monk, it's out of our jurisdiction. It's not our case. We'll just be in the way, okay? Come on, every good cop knows you can't be in it 24/7. Even God took a day off. And what day did he take off? It was Sunday. Why did he take off Sunday? I tell you why Sunday, so he could watch football!
Quote from Captain Stottlemeyer
Bob Costas: Where's Adrian?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Oh, he's outside. He's workin' the case. He can't give it up.
Bob Costas: Oh, that's just like him. The monomaniacal Mr. Monk. Did he ever tell you how we met?
Captain Stottlemeyer: No, not really. He mentioned something about a demented cat salesman.
Bob Costas: Well, no, that's not it exactly. There's a distinction here, and it's really. It's fascinating. The cat salesman was not demented. He sold demented cats. No, no, but really, understand. He had a Siamese who was manic-depressive. He had a paranoid Persian. The guy tried to sell me a calico kitten who was completely psychotic. Evil! I mean, it tried to kill me. The kitten tried to kill me.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Okay, nice game though, huh?
Bob Costas: It's a great game. He had a Burmese. Multiple personalities. One of which was a dog. That's how weird it was.
Captain Stottlemeyer: I'm not really a cat person.
Bob Costas: Well, it's... These are the facts. I'm just tellin' ya.
Quote from Captain Stottlemeyer
Captain Stottlemeyer: I told you it was just a fan.
Adrian Monk: I just wanna make sure. I wish we had some lab equipment. We could dust for prints.
Captain Stottlemeyer: You know what I wish? I wish there was two of me so one of me could be out here wasting my life with you, the other one could be in there watching the football game with Bob Costas.