All language subtitles for 14 - Mr. Monk and the Astronaut

(reporter)
The countdown is underway
here at Edwards Air Force Base.

The new experimental
rocket plane

which was developed
by Altman Aerodynamics

is scheduled to launch
tomorrow morning

at 7:30 Pacific time.

The four man crew will be lead
by a familiar face.

Astronaut and civilian
test pilot Steven Wagner.

Wagner became a national hero
four years ago

when he made a courageous
emergency landing

in the space shuttle

during reentry.

A national hero
in my very own living room.

But I'll never
be a hero to you, will I?

You were once.

Is this it?

Between the Sheets:

The Joanne Raphelson Story.

You want to read it?
You're chapter five.

How many chapters
are there?
15.

You've been a busy girl,
Joanne.

You really went
into detail?

My editor insisted on it.

The juicier, the better.

That's why I called you,
Steve.

I didn't want you
to be surprised.

I appreciate that, Joanne.

I really do.

So has anyone seen
this new version yet?

Not yet.

When do you hand it in?

Next week.
I'm still proofreading it.

Oh.

An olive, a cherry,
and an onion.

What do you call this?

A Spacewalk.
It's my own recipe.

It's a good name.

Feel like I'm flying.

So do you want to read it?

I plan to.
That's why I'm here.

But I've changed my mind.

Hell, I've been a test pilot
for 15 years.

I once landed a space shuttle
in the ocean.

I think I can handle
whatever's in chapter five.

So hand it in.
Hit me with your best shot.

Thank you, Steve.

Mm.

(reporter)
Sir, there's a rumor

you might be considering
a run for Senate.

Look at you.

Damn, you're cute.

[Randy Newman ragtime theme]

* It's a jungle out there

* Disorder and confusion
everywhere *

* No one seems to care

* Well, I do

* Hey, who's in charge here?

* It's a jungle out there

* Poison in the very air
we breathe *

* You know what's in
the water that you drink? *

* Well, I do,
and it's a-ma-zing *

* People think I'm crazy
'cause I worry all the time *

* If you paid attention,
you'd be worried too *

* You'd better pay attention
or this world we love so much *

* Might just kill you

* I could be wrong now

* But I don't think so

* 'Cause it's
a jungle out there *

* It's a jungle
out there *

Hello.

Miss Raphelson.

Miss Raphelson, I see your car.

Miss Raphelson?

Madre de dios!

Miss Raphelson?

Madre de dios!

Career day.

What would I talk about?

Your career.

Your job.

Oh, come on, Mr. Monk.

It would mean
so much to Julie.

Yeah. I can't do it.
I'm sorry.

I can't speak in public.

See, that's not true.

Remember when I first
started working for you

and you made that list
of all your fears and phobias.

There were 103 things.

Public speaking wasn't
one of them.

Actually, there were
a couple of things

that I didn't mention.

I didn't want you
to think I was weird.

Why don't you ask
the Captain?

Whatever it is,
thank you for asking,

but I can't do it.

[Monk coughing]

The housekeeper
has her own key.

She comes in
every other week.

She found the body
right here a couple hours ago.

Her name is, uh,
Joanne Raphelson.

36. Former Vegas showgirl.

And the coroner
just took the body.

Said she's been dead
for five days.

So that makes it, uh...

Wednesday morning.

Wednesday.

'Scuse me.
Why are we here?

She killed herself,
right?

(Stottlemeyer)
Uh, maybe.

I'm not sure.

I noticed a few things.

I wanted to run them
by you.

Found a letter
from a publisher

in New York.

She was about to have
a book published.

A memoir called

Between the Sheets:
The Joanne Raphelson Story.

Between the--?
Oh. Yeah.

I get it.

And a check for 50 grand,
which she has not deposited.

Pretty weird time
to hang yourself, huh?

Good work, sir.

You don't have to sound
so surprised, Randy.

Oh, I'm not surprised.

Awestruck.

Awestruck.
Well, don't be.

And that's an order.

You're ordering me
not to be awestruck?
That's right.

Stand over there
and don't be awestruck.

Sir.

Anything else?

Uh, yeah. Looks like
her computer's missing.

There's a power strip
with a surge protector,

a printer,
and no computer.

'Scuse me, sir.

Sorry. I've never disobeyed
an order in my life.

It's really good work.
It's awesome.

Randy, why don't you
go outside

and talk to the neighbors?

Yes, sir.

It's awesome.

So am I right?

Something's not kosher.

It's her driver's license.

How tall do you think
that stool is?

Mm...

The rope's 7'6".

But according to her license,

she's only 5'5".

I'm 5'5".

Step up.

You're right.

It doesn't add up.

So how long
have you lived here?

15 years. Maybe 14.

You know what,
my old lady would know that.

You can ask her
when she gets back...

if she's sober.

Hey, you want
one of these?

Nectarines.
They're the perfect fruit.

Okay.
There you go.

Now why is the garage door
open again?

Benny, what'd I tell you
about this?

I didn't open it.

Really.
Well, then who did?

Maybe Donna did it.
You ever think of that?

Your sister couldn't
open up a box of crayons.

She's six years old.

Mr. Cain, I just have
a few more questions.

How well did you know
Ms. Raphelson?

Not as well
as I wanted to

if you get my drift.

Hey, she was hot.

What a waste.

Did she have any visitors
last week?

Say Tuesday or Wednesday?

No.

Nobody. Nobody.

Not as far as I recall
anyway.

Oh, for C--
Not a--

Hector's out!

Benny, could you--
go get your dog, please.

Why should I?

Because you opened up
the garage.

This is a police offer,
right?

I could have him
lock you up.

You think about that.

How's it going?

Captain.
This is, uh, Darrel Cain.

Darrel Cain,
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer.

'Scuse me.

That box is addressed
to Joanne Raphelson.

Yeah. It was on her porch.

Well, I'd heard she died.
I figured it was up for grabs.

You can't just take mail
from somebody's porch.

Yeah, you can if it's fruit.

Law doesn't apply to fruit
because it's perishable.

Actually, sir,

the law does apply to fruit.

Are you eating one?

No. I was just
putting that back.

(man)
Captain.

You wanted to see
her phone record.

Yeah.

No calls at all
on Tuesday.

Or Monday?

Last call she made
was Saturday morning

at 2:05 a.m.

[whistles]

Hello. This is Captain
Leland Stottlemeyer,

San Francisco Police.

Who's this?

(Wagner)
Captain Stottlemeyer?

Yeah. Hey.

Is this a bad time?

Oh. No. No.

Some friends are throwing me
a little party.

It's sort of a tradition.

Congratulations
on your flight.

Hey, and, uh,

congratulations
on that crash landing

four years ago.

Oh, and, uh,
marrying the figure skater.

Yeah, congratulations
on your whole damn life.

This is Lt. Disher,

Natalie Teeger,
and Adrian Monk.

Monk. I know that name.

You're the detective.

The one who quit.

I-I-I didn't quit,
exactly.

It was a--it was a leave
of absence.

It's nothing to be
ashamed of, Mr. Monk.

Some people just can't
handle the pressure.

I-I-I didn't quit.

Mr. Wagner, I'm sorry.

My daughter just wrote
a school paper about you.

Good. I need all the PR
I can get.

She's not going to believe
that I met you.

Do you mind if I take
a picture?
Not at all.

I didn't quit.

There were extenuating
circumstances.

There always are.

The trick is

not to let them stop us.

Captain, you said
it was important.

Oh, yeah.
Um...

do you know a woman
named Joanne Raphelson?

She's dead, isn't she?

She finally did it.

You're not surprised.

[sighs]

Joanne's been depressed
for months.

For years, really.

She was about to have
a book published

but somehow
that made it worse.

Like I was saying,
Mr. Monk,

some people just can't
handle the pressure.

It was a psychological
discharge, for God's sake.

It was only temporary.

I plan on being
reinstated.

He's so much better.

How well did you know her?

Intimately.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Five years ago.

No, wait, she called you
on the phone last week.

That's true.

She calls me once or twice
a year when she's lonely,

depressed, or drunk,
and sometimes all three.

Steven?

Honey, we're cutting
the cake.

Hey, look, uh,

we could talk about this
tomorrow, okay?

That's all right, Captain.
I have no secrets from my wife.

Honey, these gentlemen
are detectives.

Joanne Raphelson is dead.

Oh, no. Poor girl.

I made a mistake, Captain.

Five years ago.

Nicole knows
all about it.

I don't deserve
this woman.

Excuse me, ma'am.

What is that
you're drinking?

It's called a Spacewalk.

My husband invented it.

Is--is that an olive?

And an onion

and a cherry.

It's my claim to fame.
Would you like one?

No, thank you.

Mr. Wagner,

I was reading
about your flight

and they said they almost
had to cancel the liftoff.

You were running late.
That's true.

I got lost on my way
to Edwards.

Can you believe it?

You--you got lost?

I tried a different
short cut.

I-I-I guess I'm a better
navigator in the sky

than I am on the highways.

Congressman,
glad you could make it.

Steve. Hey, when are we
going to have that talk

about your future?

The sooner, the better.

Will you excuse us?

My friends are waiting.

We can talk about this
some other time.

Absolutely.
Great.

It was nice to meet you.

He's the guy.

Who's the guy?

The astronaut.
He killed her.

Somebody made
that exact same drink

at Joanne Raphelson's house
before she died.

Monk, it's not possible.

He was in space.

He did it.

Outer space, Monk.

He was on TV.
He was orbiting the Earth.

Gotta admit,
it's a pretty good alibi.

He--he's the guy.

Monk, 99 times
out of 100,

I am in your corner.

But I just can't see it.

Steve Wagner
is a national hero.

It's true, Mr. Monk.

He was on the cover
of Time magazine.

Actually,
it was Newsweek.

Actually, it was both.

Now look, we need
to tread carefully here.

First off,
there's no motive.

The wife knew
about the affair.

A lot of people did.

It wasn't just the affair.

We just talked
to Joanne Raphelson's editor

in New York.

She was about to hand in
her next draft,

which contained a couple
of real bombshells.

Like?

Like which
of her ex-boyfriends

beat her up
five years ago.

Somebody put her
in the hospital.

She had a concussion,
right?

Mm-hmm.

And you think
Steve Wagner's involved?

I just don't believe it.

I'm sorry, Mr. Monk.

Look, Wagner wants
to run for office.

A story like that
would bury him.

Okay. Maybe you found
a motive.

Maybe. But it doesn't matter.

And I'll tell you why.

Because your suspect, Monk,
was in outer space.

He wasn't on this planet.

It's true.

Julie and I watched it
on television.

The whole world
was watching.

He took off on Monday
and he landed on Friday.

Here's the case file.

The coroner is 100% sure.

He is certain

that Joanne Raphelson died
of ligature strangulation

on Wednesday morning
while your man was in space.

Now maybe we should
take a minute

and see if we can think
of a better alibi.

It's a pretty good alibi.

(Stottlemeyer)
Yeah.

She had drugs
in her system?

Barbiturates.

Yeah, coroner says
she took some pills.

They didn't work.

She went to plan B
and dangled herself.

It happens all the time.

But you said yourself

the crime scene
didn't look kosher.

Monk, what I'm saying
is it might be murder,

but it wasn't him.

Captain.

I think Monk's right.

Thank you.
Reinforcements.

I think I know
how Wagner did it.

Okay. This is the ship.

And let's pretend this globe
represents the earth.

That's a globe.
It does represent the earth.

Right. Okay.

Here's what happened.

First part was easy.

He takes off.

As he passes over
San Francisco,

he activates the escape pod.

Well, wait.

Uh, wait. Uh, was--
was there an escape pod

on the ship?

No. Not officially.
But I think he smuggled one on.

Mm-hmm. And where did he
get it, the escape pod?

He built it.

Yeah. Out of a kit.

In his basement.

He's resourceful.

Anyway,

splashdown.

He climbs out of the pod,

makes his way
to her house,

kills her,
climbs back onto the pod,

fires up the engines,
back in space.

Thank you, Randy.

It's just a theory.

I don't think so.

No. I've heard theories before
and, uh,

they don't sound like that.

[cell phone rings]

It's him.
It's Steve Wagner.

[cell phone rings]

Hello?

Yes.

Really?

Oh, that's wonderful.

Uh, tomorrow morning
at 10:00 a.m.

Oh, the kids
are going to be so thrilled.

Okay, great.
I'll see you then.

Steve Wagner
is speaking at Julie's school

for Career Day.

Wait, you invited him.

Yeah. I met his PR
person last night

as we were leaving.

Natalie, he killed
his ex-girlfriend.

Monk, maybe you
should go too.

You think the guy's
involved,

it'll give you a chance
to feel him out.

Fine.

Okay. I'll do it.

You're both coming?

Class mom of the year.

When I was your age,
I was a Boy Scout.

Who here knows
the Boy Scout motto?

(all)
Be prepared.

That's right.

And that motto
saved my life.

Because when the landing gear
didn't come down,

I was prepared.

I knew what I had to do.

I went around Florida.

Good-bye, Florida.

Over Louisiana.

And landed the space shuttle
here in the Gulf of Mexico

with a great big
belly flop.

And you weren't even scared?

No, I wasn't scared.

I was terrified!

[laughter]

People called me a hero.

But anybody--anybody
could've done that.

You or you

or you

or you or...

you or you.

Being brave
is being afraid of something

but doing it anyway.

What are you going
to do next?

Well, tomorrow,
I'm testing a brand-new jet

for the Air Force

called the FA22 Raptor.

It's the most advanced
fighter in the world.

She's faster
than the speed of sound.

So if you hear a big boom
in the sky tomorrow,

that's me saying
hello, kids.

Before I go,

I brought some official
Steve Wagner laser pointers

for all you kids.

Here you go.
Take one, pass them back.

Well, I had a great time.

And remember, what does
Steve Wagner want you to do?

(all)
Aim high.

Wasn't he great?
Let's give him a hand.

Thank you.

Okay, so Julie's
next guest is Mr. Adrian Monk,

who's also my boss.

So everybody
be extra nice.

He's going to talk
about what it's like

to be a police
detective.

Hi.

Hi, I'm...

I'm, um...

I'm...

[clears throat]
Leave it.

[dropping to floor]

[laughter]

I'm, uh...

I'm Adrian Monk.

Who wants to be a detective
when they grow up?

What about you?

No?

Everybody in your row
has their hand up.

If you put
your hand up then...

it would be a perfect row.

Put your hand up!

Thank you.

Where's your gun?

Um, I, uh,

I don't have--
I don't have one.

(male student)
You can't carry one

cause you had a breakdown.

[laughter]

Oh, well, uh...

Julie says you're afraid
of milk.

[laughter]

Well, everybody's afraid
of something, right?

Julie said you're afraid
of everything.

Mr. Monk, I really--
I'm--

Have you ever caught
a real killer?

Oh yes.

Oh...

yes, I've caught
a lot of killers.

Some killers are very smart.

And some are very powerful.

Some are even famous.

They don't think
they will ever be caught.

But in the end,

they...

they're always caught.

And I'll tell you why.

Because the police

can make mistakes.

I make mistakes
all the time.

But, uh...

but...

See, a-a killer
has to be, uh...

[laughter]

A killer has to be perfect.

And, uh...

nobody's perfect.

The first police officers
appeared in ancient Rome

in 200 B.C.

They were called
Centurions.

In many ways, they were like
our modern police force.

It was their job to--to--

to enforce laws
and to--to maintain order.

They were, uh, chosen

for their...

their loyalty

and their courage.

Aaaaah!

Ah! Ah!

[laughter]

Here, Mr. Monk.

Drink that.
Are you okay?

Oh.

That was a good,
good speech.

I think the kids
learned a lot.

Are they still laughing?

They'll have to stop soon.

The period's almost over.

I am such a...

what do you call it?

Wuss. No, Mr. Monk,
you are not a wuss.

Well, I'm not a man.

I know that.

I'm a mutant.

I'm half man,
half wuss.

I'm a muss.

Here you are.
Our brave centurion.

I liked your speech.

Especially the little
dance number at the end.

Those laser pointers
can be very dangerous.

Yeah. They're a real menace.

I hear you've been
checking up on me.

Calling Joanne's family.

Her publisher.
Turning over rocks.

If you want to talk
to me,

let's talk right now
man to muss.

Did you hit her?

Hit who?
Joanne.

Did you hit her so hard

that she woke up
in the hospital?

I wouldn't repeat that,
Mr. Monk.

That's slander.

Besides,
who would believe it?

That's why you killed her,
isn't it?

Because she was about
to go public.

She was about to tell
the truth about you.

You're a sad little man.

I can't believe you and I
breathe the same air.

I was on a space ship,
Mr. Monk,

circling the Earth
with my crew.

Why doesn't that satisfy?

Am I making you nervous?

Never. You know why?

[snap]
See.

You flinched.

See, you're a flincher.

You'll never stop me

because when the chips
are down when it really counts,

you are always
going to flinch.

Sir, sorry to interrupt.

We have to go.

Would you excuse us?
The Governor's waiting.

My God. You were right.

He killed her.

That was almost
a confession.

But how?

How did he do it?

And they were just toys.

Little red flashlights.

But I was terrified.

I wanted to scream.

What--what did you do?

I screamed.

At least I heard screaming.

Pretty sure it was me.

Adrian, you were giving
a speech

in front of a group
of people.

That's real progress.

No, really.
I'm very proud of you.

Yeah.

You're never going to be
completely free of fear.

You can't expect that.

But real courage is being
afraid of something

and doing it anyway.

Nah.
What?

Steve Wagner...

said the exact same thing.

Really?

The astronaut.

Doctor,
killed his girlfriend.

Which I do not condone.
It's indefensible, of course.

Seems I'm afraid
all the time.

I'm so tired
of being afraid.

Adrian.

I'm anxious to talk
about your phobias.

We talked
about aversion therapy.

Okay.

Let--let's--let's do it.
Let's do it.

Right now.
Okay. Okay. All right.

Here we go.
All right.

Which of your fears would you
like to work on first?

Glaciers.

No.

Rodeos.

Ah, glaciers. Glaciers.

All right, why don't we just
start with a basic one?

Fear of heights.

Okay. Heights.
Heights.

Let's do it. Heights.
Okay, good.

Let's get up
on the roof right now.

Wait. Whoa. Okay.
Wait, wait.

Sit.
I'll sit.

Sit down.

Okay, I'm down.
Sitting down.

Not--I'm not ready.

For that.

Uh...

let's--let's just build
up to it gradually.

Here's what.

Why don't we sit here

and, uh,
name really tall things.

I'll go first.

The Sears Tower.

Mm. Okay, wait,
wait, wait.

Mm. No. That's too tall.

Um, not the Sears Tower.

Just a regular Sears maybe.

Just a regular Sears.

Department store.

Adrian, why don't we work
on your phobias another time,

okay?

Okay.

When I--when I look
at a man--

a real man
like Steve Wagner...

I just feel weak.

I just feel so inadequate.

I know he's guilty.

But I'll never be able
to prove it.

Adrian,

Steve Wagner
is a human being.

And if he's guilty,

I know something
he's very much afraid of.

What's that?

You.

She's in the house.

He was up there

in space.

Circling the Earth.

Maybe he had
an accomplice.
No.

We have statements
from all of the neighbors.

There were no visitors,
no cars.

She was definitely alone.

Somehow he killed her
from up there.

Well, she collected
a lot of dolls.

Lot of really
ugly dolls.

Natalie.

Holes.

How did we miss that?

They were drilled
recently.

She wasn't killed
out there.

She was killed in here.

She was found in there.

She could've been killed
someplace else.

[bushes rustling]

Speak of the devil.

Sorry. I didn't know
anyone was here.

Are you looking
for something?

I wanted a flower
from her garden.

She loved this garden.

I cared for the girl.
I won't deny that.

You came a long way
to pick a flower.

Actually, I was heading
up here anyway.

I have a test flight
at Paxton in a couple of hours.

Now it's your turn.
What are you doing here?

I'm investigating
Joanne's murder.

Her suicide.

It was murder.

I think we both know that.

(Cain)
Come on, man.

Are you deaf?

Please, just close
the damn garage door.

Well, I did.
Three times!

Well, guess what.
It's open again.

Well, maybe it's broke.

It ain't broke.
It's brand-new.

Holy son of a--
Look at this.

Hey, you know what,
I think that is.

Who?
The-- Who?

The--he's the--the guy.
The spaceman from TV.

He's famous.
Go get the camera would you?

Get the--get the--
Stay with your brother.

Go get the camera.

'Scuse me.

Uh, uh, uh, excuse me.

Uh, you--you're famous,
right?

You're that Steve
Wolanski--

Wagner.
Steven Wagner.

Wagner. I knew that.
Wagner.

You're the space
cowboy, right?

Oh, man, you're--

you're the dude
that landed the space shuttle

when it was on fire.

That's correct.

I lost ten bucks
on that.

Sorry to disappoint you.

Would you excuse us?

We're in the middle
of something.

Could you excuse us,
please?

You folks live
across the street.

Is that, right?

Huh? Yeah.
It's us right over here.

Yeah, that's right,
how are you, man?

Good to meet you.
I'm Darrel.

This is my daughter Donna here
and this is, uh...

Hi, nice to meet you.

Benny.

What the hell
are you doing here?

You're curious,
aren't you?

That's the best thing
a boy can have.

Curiosity.

I was friends
with the lady that lived here.

Oh, man.
That's a shame.

That's...
that's heart breaking.

Can we get a picture?

I can do better than that.

I'm flight testing
a brand-new jet

in a couple of hours.

How'd you like
to come and watch?

Bring the whole family.
Be my guests.

What, are you--
you kidding me?

They wouldn't mind?

You have every right
to be there.

You're a tax payer,
right?

Yeah.

Sales tax.

Could we come too?

I'm a big aviation buff,
fan.

(Natalie)
That's so true.

Such a fanatic.

I love airplanes.
Just crazy
about the, uh...

Can't get enough of them.
The takeoff.

(Monk)
And the wings and all.

There we go.
The rudder.

(Natalie)
And that--the landing.

You wouldn't mind
if we come see you.

(Wagner)
Talking about state-of-the-art
technology here.

The most advanced war planes
ever built.

Some of these planes
are prototypes.

That means nobody's ever

flown 'em before.

(Cain)
Sounds dangerous.

(Wagner)
It can be dangerous.

Then why do you do it?

If I didn't do it, Benny,
somebody else would.

Where's the fun in that?

Now you kids
will love this.

This is a flight simulator.

It's kind of like
a $30 million video game.

Cool.

Want to check it out?
Okay.

You grown-ups
stay here.

We'll be right back.

Captain Savo,
you're in charge.

He is good people.

Yeah. He is good people.

Hey, how well
do you know him?

Well enough to wonder
what he's doing.

Let's go in.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

That's a little dark
in there.

Let's just wait out here
for awhile.

(man)
Paulie!

Why is this
garage door open?

Don't know, Serge.

Opened by itself.
Maybe we installed it wrong.

I got the same problem
with my garage.

It's like an epidemic.

Natalie, I know
how he did it.

I know how he killed her!

It's all about
the garage doors.

It is?
Yes.

Dad.

Daddy!

Where's Mr. Wagner?

He left. He said
he was late for something.

What's wrong, sweetie?

(Benny)
The astronaut
took her doll.

He took her doll?

That's it!

Natalie,
it's all about the doll!

You just said it was all
about the garage door.

It's about the doll
and the garage door.

It's about both.

Mr. Cain, where did you
get that doll?

I...

Come on.
You stole it, didn't you?

It was in a box sitting
on Joanne's front porch.

And you took it
just like you took

the Fruit of Month box.

It was sitting there
for three days, all right?

I figured she wasn't home.

You're a horrible neighbor.

(Donna cries)

Honey, it's gonna be
all right.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be all right.
Sweetie, come on.

This is Captain Savo.

I just lost two
of my civilians.

Notify the law enforcement
desk.

Thank you.

The Captain's on his way.

We have to find Wagner

before he gets rid
of that doll.

Monk, I don't understand.

Here's what happened.

Before he left...

Wagner must've gone
to Joanne's house.

He drugged her
but not enough to kill her.

Just enough
to knock her out

for a couple of days.

Then he built a machine--
a murder machine--

a machine that would
hang her on Wednesday

long after he was gone.

What kind of machine?

Garage door opener.

He left her there drugged.

Probably tied up.

And then took off

into space with

the whole world
watching.

Mr. Monk,
what are you doing?

I don't know.

He's handling
the missiles.

No, no, no, no.

Those are missiles.
They could be nuclear weapons!

Then stop me
for the love of God.

I don't understand.

She died on Wednesday.

How did he activate
the machine?

It was so simple,
it was brilliant!

He used a remote control.

He taped it
or glued it down

so it stayed on.

Then he put the remote
control

inside one of those dolls.

Then he mailed it
to her own house

second day mail.

Second day mail?
Wednesday morning.

Exactly.
It was like a time bomb.

The mail man
delivered the remote control,

put it on the front porch.

On the other side
of that door,

she was being strangled.

(Natalie)
Oh my God.

But they found her
in the living room!

After he landed,
Wagner went back to her house.

He dismantled the machine

and moved her body
into the other room.

It was a perfect plan
except for one thing.

The doll was missing.

It wasn't
on the front porch.

He must've panicked.

He went back there again today
to try to find it.

He knew that remote
could tie him to the murder.

His fingerprints
are all over it.

'Scuse me! Hi.

Hey, looking good.

Hi, Mr. We're looking
for Steve Wagner.

He may be
on the flight line.

I think they just cleared him
for takeoff.

Great. We'd love to watch.
Which way?

You can't miss him.

He's in the brand-new FA22.

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, hi.

Hello again.

Could you settle a bet?

My friend and I
were wondering if, uh,

somebody
could drop anything

out of the cockpit
of an FA22.

Of course,
I say no way.

Of course you can.

Like what?

Uh, you know,
a Japanese doll.

About this big.

Well, there's an air lock.

Like a chute

to drop flares
and emergency transmitters.

I owe you one.
Go figure.

Thank you.
That's unbelievable.

Hey, wait a second.

Hey, where's your escort?

Hey, where you going?
Go, go, go!

[engines starting]

No, no, no, Mr. Monk!
Wait!

Hey!

Hey!

Pull it over!

Put your hands
on your head.

Get on your knees.

[guns cocking]

(man)
Sir, step away

from the jet.

Step away from the jet.

[siren]

San Francisco
police department.

Stop! They're friendly!
They're friendly!

That's my man out there.
Pack your weapons.

[giving cease order]

Stand down.

[engines turn off]

Captain, please hand me
the item.

The doll, sir.
Hand me the doll.

Security team,
secure the suspect.

Helped the suspect.
Now secure the air craft.

Control, suspect secure.

Come on.

Mr. Monk.

Julie made something
for you.

What?

Well, all my friends
at school

were talking about
what you did

and how we were so wrong
about Mr. Wagner.

And how you caught him.

Well, um,

anyways, I made you this
in art class.

Oh. Julie.

It's a medal of valor.

Cause you're the bravest man

I've ever known
except for my father.

Oh, sweetie.

I'm going to get
the camera.

Well, I--

Julie, thank you.

Wait, wait a minute.

What is that? A pin?
Is that a pin?

Yeah, it's okay.
I'll be careful.

Wait, wait.
That--that--you know, that--

That can puncture the skin.
People get infected.

I'll just hold it.
How about that?

Okay. Smile.

You too, Rambo.

Wait, look.
It says courage.

Yeah. I see that.
I see that.

Take--take the picture.

No flash. No flash.
Retinal scarring.

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