Lieutenant Disher: Captain? I tracked down Kalimarakis. I don't think he's our guy. Number one, it turns out he was allowed to join the Olympic swim team as an alternate. He, uh, got a waiver.
Captain Stottlemeyer: So there's no motive.
Lieutenant Disher: Right. Number two, he's dead. He died in 1995. And number three, he moved to Europe in the late '80s. So there's no record of him ever returning-
Captain Stottlemeyer: Randy. Randy, excuse me. I'm sorry to interrupt you but could you read number two again?
Lieutenant Disher: Okeydoke. He's dead.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Right. See, I probably would have stopped reading after number two. In fact, I would have read number two first.
Lieutenant Disher: You would have switched 'em?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah. But that's just me. And probably every other adult on the planet Earth.

Adrian Monk: Natalie, I think I've seen enough. Let's just go.
Natalie: No, I'm not gonna let you go. You've been looking so forward to this.
Adrian Monk: I don't know what I was thinking. These people weren't my friends. Okay? They don't even remember me. The truth is, I was invisible. It was Trudy they loved. I was always just the guy with Trudy. Just like you're the girl with me.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, why is your name on the spit shield?
Adrian Monk: Oh, when I was here, there was nothing protecting the food.
Natalie: So you donated all of these? That is so generous of you.
Adrian Monk: Well, actually, it was more of a lawsuit. Took up a lot of my spare time.

Adrian Monk: You had a girlfriend with short red hair.
Todd: Belinda.
Adrian Monk: Yeah.
Todd: Yeah, yeah. She and I, we got married. But, uh, she passed away.
Adrian Monk: Oh, my wife died too. Trudy Ellison. Yeah.
Todd: It's tough, huh? But you just have to move on.
Adrian Monk: No, we can't move on. We can try, but we'll never get past it. It's unrelenting. All we can do is live out our days alone in hopeless, quiet desperation.