Adrian Monk Quote #2327

Quote from Adrian Monk in Mr. Monk Fights City Hall

Foreman: What the hell you think you're doing? I don't know if you heard the news, buddy, we gotta tear this whole place down.
Adrian Monk: You can't do that.
Foreman: I can't do that? I got two bulldozers outside says I can.
Adrian Monk: I'm not leaving!
Foreman: All right, pal, look. I don't know what your story is, all right? But you're going home. Where's the key to the lock? Give it to me. [Monk throws it down a drain] You gotta be kidding me. Cheese and crackers, we're tearing down a parking garage here. All right, this is a good thing. All right, we're gonna build a playground here for the kids. What's the matter, you don't like kids?
Adrian Monk: My wife died here. Right over there. Her name was Trudy. She died here. You can't tear it down.

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Quote from Natalie

Adrian Monk: Do you see a journal anywhere? She supposedly kept a journal. [opens closet] Huh. Looks like she had some roommates. A cheerleader, a French maid. Wait. Oh, you know what? They weren't roommates, Natalie. This is a love nest. That's what it is.
Natalie: You think?
Adrian Monk: This is one of those love nests that you read about.
Natalie: Yeah, but for who? That's the question. Who was she meeting? Oh, my God!
Adrian Monk: What? What is it?
Natalie: Nothing. It's nothing. Mr. Monk, don't open that drawer, you understand? Whatever happens, whatever you do, don't ever, ever, ever... ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever open that drawer!
Adrian Monk: What if there's a clue in there? What if it could solve the case?
Natalie: I don't care!

Quote from Harold Krenshaw

Harold Krenshaw: As you all know, we lost a dear friend this week. Eileen Hill's body was discovered earlier this morning. Let us pray that the San Francisco police catch her killer and bring him or her to justice. Or if they don't catch him, let us pray that Eileen's murder was the work of a random nut job, or frustrated ex-Boyfriend, and not some kind of a masked vigilante, who, for some reason, has a personal vendetta against the City Council, and is determined to slaughter us, one member at a time, picking us off when we least expect it, using a different, yet somehow appropriate method for each of his grisly killings. Amen.

Quote from Adrian Monk

Adrian Monk: I was buried alive once.
Natalie: Yeah, I remember.
Adrian Monk: I was in a box. I was underground for three hours. And that box is now the second-most frightening place I've ever been.