[Monk and Natalie have brought Tommy along as they stake out the Carlyles]
Natalie Teeger: Oh, my God! What is this? Why is he wearing a helmet?
Adrian Monk: To protect his head.
Natalie Teeger: It must be so uncomfortable.
Adrian Monk: Oh, he'll get used to it. I used to wear one all the time.
Natalie Teeger: Your parents made you wear a helmet?
Adrian Monk: No.

[Monk and Natalie see Stottlemeyer posing as a photographer]
Natalie Teeger: Captain, what are you doing here?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Taking pictures. I overheard your mother say that the wedding photographer didn't show up, so I volunteered. I borrowed this from one of the crime tech guys.
Natalie Teeger: Why?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Because Randy says he thinks he can identify the driver.
Adrian Monk: Did he get a good look at him?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Yep. Male Caucasian, medium build, red baseball cap, sunglasses. I figure I'd develop these tonight, and maybe we'll get lucky.
Natalie Teeger: You're undercover at my brother's wedding?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Look, I'm doing you a favor. It's either this or we take everybody upstairs one at a time. Smile. [Monk and Natalie smile as Stottlemeyer snaps a photo of them]

[Monk and Sharona are at the Stop 'n Go]
Boz Harrelson: How 'bout a lottery ticket?
Sharona Fleming: Oh no. You just had a big winner. I never buy a ticket unless the jackpot's more than 10 million dollars.
Adrian Monk: [pretending to laugh] Yeah, 10 million dollars. I don't know how they can even call that a jackpot.

[Monk and Sharona are in a diner where Monk wants to use his one pair of handcuffs to arrest someone who urinated in public earlier.]
Sharona Fleming: That man took a whizz in the subway. That man [gestures to Steven Leight] killed four people in cold blood. Now who do you think we should arrest? [Monk thinks it over]
Adrian Monk: [hesitantly] The murderer.

[Monk and Sharona are speeding through the streets to stop Lester Highsmith]
Adrian Monk: A Stop sign is not a suggestion!!
Sharona Fleming: Yes it is!
[cuts to Lester and his accomplice loading money boxes into the back of their van. After finishing loading the money, Lester pulls out his sidearm Glock and draws it on the hostage guard]
Lester Highsmith: Sorry, Kelly, nothing personal. [Monk and Sharona come speeding into the industrial park. Lester and his partner look up as the car screeches to a stop]
Adrian Monk: Lester! Drop the gun!
Lester Highsmith: You? [starts to lower his gun, but stops] Is that a water pistol? [The barrel is dripping]
Adrian Monk: No. [pause] Maybe. [Lester starts to raise his gun again. Police cars begin to approach just behind Monk] It's... scalding! It's scalding hot water! Just drop it! [As an unmarked unit screeches to a stop, Stottlemeyer hangs out the door]
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Lester, drop it!

[Monk and Sharona are talking to Michelle Rivas at the power plant. Michelle hears a noise, looks up, and sees Gene Edelson coming down the ladder]
Michelle Rivas: Gene, what are you doing up there?
Gene Edelson: What am I doing? I am checking the auxillary generator.
Michelle Rivas: Well there's a reporter looking for you.
Gene Edelson: Well you're the company mouth. You talk to them. It's not my job. [spots Monk tapping one of the gauges on an instrument panel] Excuse me! Uh, do you see the sign? [Monk notices the "DO NOT TOUCH" sign over the gauge]
Adrian Monk: Ah, no problem. I got it. [He straightens it a few centimeters. Michelle chuckles]
Michelle Rivas: I've been dying to do that for six months. [Stottlemeyer and Disher return]
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Hey Monk, we've got the prelim on the explosives. [Monk joins them to examine the remnants of the bomb] We think... four to five pounds of a high density plastique with a magnesium charge. It was detonated with an egg timer.
Adrian Monk: You mentioned the letters. Is that the letter?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Yeah, three pages, taped to the back door outside. [Monk looks over Randy's shoulder to see the note]
Lt. Randall Disher: Yeah it's a basic environmental laundry list: solar power, fossil fuels, Saudi Arabia, "it's the only planet we have."
Adrian Monk: [reading] "We are free men... unshacked by your barborous laws." I know that phrase. I've heard that before. "Unshackled." "Barborous laws." [He thinks for a few seconds] Ten years ago, that exact same phrase was in a letter, written by a guy named Winston... No yes, Winston Brenner. Trudy wrote an article about him.
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: I remember that guy. He was a serious radicalist in Boston. He blew up a recruiting station; a couple of soldiers got killed.
Lt. Randall Disher: Looks like he just came out of retirement.
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Let's check him out.

[Monk and Sharona are walking down a pier.]
Sharona Fleming: Adrian, can I ask you something? If it's none of my business, I promise I'll shut up.
Adrian Monk: I doubt it.
[They smile and there is a pause as they keep walking.]
Sharona Fleming: What did Trudy mean by "bread and butter"?
Adrian Monk: Whenever Trudy and I were walking somewhere, we would hold hands, and if there was a lamp post or somebody walked between us and we had to let go for a second, she'd always say "bread and butter".
Sharona Fleming: So when she died...
Adrian Monk: Yeah, I think it was a message for me. She was saying, "I have to let go now for a little while, but it won't be forever."
[She takes his arm in hers and they continue walking.]

[Monk and Sharona follow Jenna to a hotel, but are intercepted by a greeter for a conference.]
Greeter: Oh! Excuse me! Have you registered?
Adrian Monk: For... what?
Greeter: Speedy Dates. We do it here once a month.
Sharona Fleming: Oh, yeah yeah yeah. I-I read an article about this. It's for singles. Instead of spending all night with one jerk, you get to meet 15 jerks at once.
Greeter: Yeah, that's not exactly how we would describe it.

[Monk and Sharona go to Noelle Winters' apartment]
Noelle Winters: Hello.
Adrian Monk: Noelle. Do you remember me?
Noelle Winters: Oh, yeah. From the party. Uh, Mr. Monk.
Adrian Monk: This is my assistant, Sharona.
Sharona Fleming: Hi.
Adrian Monk: Do you mind if we come in?
Noelle Winters: Uh, sure. Well, you'll have to excuse the mess. I'm still unpacking from my trip.
Adrian Monk: Noelle, did you know that you were directly below Elliot D'Souza's apartment?
Noelle Winters: No. No, I knew he lived in the building.
Adrian Monk: At the party, you mentioned that Dexter Larsen found this apartment for you.
Noelle Winters: Yeah, that's right.
Sharona Fleming: When was that?
Noelle Winters: Uh, about a month ago.
Sharona Fleming: And then he sent you out of town?
Noelle Winters: Yeah, that's right. To London and Paris on a promotional tour. So, what's all this about anyway? [Monk spots some indentations in the carpet]
Adrian Monk: Did you make these?
Noelle Winters: What?
Adrian Monk: These indentations on the carpet.
Noelle Winters: Uh, maybe. I might have or maybe they came from that chair.
Adrian Monk: No. No, they're not from the chair.

[Monk and Sharona have narrowly survived a bomb blast]
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Okay, they pieced together enough of the package to get a postmark. It was mailed from Pacific Heights three days ago.
Lt. Randall Disher: Different post office, same type of explosive.
Adrian Monk: [yelling] Well, don't use that bathroom, it's a mess!
Sharona Fleming: You don't have to shout!
Adrian Monk: [still yelling] Why are you whispering?!

[Monk and Sharona question Sidney Teal's chauffeur]
Willis: You know, it's funny. Mr. Teal had it all - more money than God, a beautiful wife - but he was the loneliest man on the planet. I was the chauffeur, and I felt sorry for him.
Sharona Fleming: Feeling sorry for your boss? I can't imagine how that must feel.
Adrian Monk: Get in the car!

[Monk and Sharona talk to Arianna Dakkar, the horse trainer]
Adrian Monk: What is your name?
Ariana Dakkar: Ariana Dakkar.
Adrian Monk: Miss Dakkar, we're investigating the death of Sergei Cluvarias.
Ariana Dakkar: Why talk to me?
Adrian Monk: You were with him last night, weren't you? At the cafe when he was killed.
Ariana Dakkar: Who told you that?
Adrian Monk: No one told me. You shouldn't have taken all the sugar cubes from the table.
Ariana Dakkar: I shouldn't have run away, I know, but I was scared. I was sure she was going to kill me, too.
Adrian Monk: "She"? You think the killer was a woman? [Ariana's demeanour changes]
Ariana Dakkar: I don't think anything. I know exactly who it was! I know she was crazy, but I never thought she would try something in public.
Sharona Fleming: Who?
Ariana Dakkar: Natasia Lovara. She calls herself The Queen of The Sky.
Adrian Monk: An acrobat.
Ariana Dakkar: Sergei's ex-wife. Jealous bitch! [As she continues to talk, she goes off to reach into her purse for a grooming impliment] She couldn't stand the thought of him having a life. If she's miserable, everybody else has to be miserable. She tried to kill him before, six months ago, but there wasn't enough evidence to indict her.
Sharona Fleming: If you know who did it, why didn't you go to the police?
Adrian Monk: Because she was afraid. You're not a citizen yet, but you're about to take your naturalization test, and you didn't want to draw attention to herself.
Ariana Dakkar: How did you know that?
Adrian Monk: The pamphlet in your bag. You're studying the U.S. Constitution, something no citizen would ever do. Good luck, by the way.
Ariana Dakkar: Thank you, Mr. Monk.

[Monk and Sharona talk to handyman Ian Agnew about his lawsuit against the Babcocks]
Adrian Monk: Thank you for seeing us.
Ian Agnew: Oh, I don't mind. I don't get many visitors. So what can I do for you?
Adrian Monk: Mr. Agnew, we were wondering about your accident.
Ian Agnew: Please, sit down. [he appears to have a rather sudden pained reaction, possibly from the pipe]
Sharona Fleming: [concerned] Ian, I used to be a nurse. Is there anything I can do?
Ian Agnew: No, thank you. Comes and goes. It's the pipe. [points to the protruding piece of metal pipe] I have a piece of pipe in my head. [pauses] I don't get many visitors! Please sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit! Sit!...
Adrian Monk: Sir, about your accident.
Ian Agnew: Ah, the accident. I really don't remember much about it. We were building a cabana near the pool for the Babcocks. And I was working on the roof and there was a tile loose. And the next thing I knew, I woke up and I was a human smokestack. [laughs] I'll get it! [picks up the phone] Hello! Hello! Must be the wrong number. [to Monk and Sharona] HOW'S THAT COFFEE? [turns to an empty spot on the floor] BAD DOG!
[He turns back to Monk and Sharona]
Ian Agnew: I haven't worked since.
Adrian Monk: Huh. How did you get the job?
Ian Agnew: Mrs. Babcock hired me. Although by the time I had started, she wasn't there anymore. They split up, she ran off, I never got the full story. I dealt mostly with her husband, Stew. I'll get it. [He picks up the phone again, about to talk to another imaginary caller] You know, I just changed my phone number, and it doesn't seem to help. I don't get many visitors!
Sharona Fleming: Did you go to the trial?
Ian Agnew: I testified.
Sharona Fleming: Did you spend any time with the jury?
Ian Agnew: No, ma'am. I wish I had. I wanted to thank them, they were very generous. I don't get many visitors! [singing] Daisy, Daisy, tell me your answer true! [turns back to the empty spot on the floor] BAD DOG! [then back to Monk and Sharona]
Ian Agnew: You know what I think I miss the most? [points to the pipe] Not having this pipe in my head. I have to take this. [picks up the phone again]
Ian Agnew: Hello. Hello.
Sharona Fleming: [to Monk] I believe you're not the craziest man in the world.
Ian Agnew: [talking to the imaginary caller] How did you get this number?
Adrian Monk: We'll let ourselves out.
Ian Agnew: Tell me who this is right now! [Monk and Sharona walk out] Well I don't believe that for a minute!

[Monk and Sherry Judd look at a painting in an art gallery]
Sherry Judd: I love this one - look at their faces. I wonder what they're thinking.
Adrian Monk: She is planning to murder him.
Sherry Judd: What?
Adrian Monk: She's about to feed him Amanita mushrooms - you can tell by the little white spots. It's a deadly poison.
Sherry Judd: Well maybe she doesn't know?
Adrian Monk: She knows. He's been hitting her. She's swollen. See the bruises on her arms and her left eye? She knows what she's doing. [pause]
Sherry Judd: It must be hard, to be you - to see everything.
Adrian Monk: It's awful.

[Monk and Stottlemeyer are looking through Adrian and Trudy's wedding album]
Adrian Monk: She was... wow.
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Beautiful.
Adrian Monk: I remember during the service she was crying so hard, she couldn't even say the words "I do". Have you ever seen anybody cry so much?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: That was you, Monk. And no, I have not.