All language subtitles for 05 - Mr. Monk, Private Eye-eng

(Jay)
Look at that skyline.

It's the second most
beautiful sight in the world.

The most beautiful is you

standing
in front of me.

Are you okay?

You--you didn't say
five words at dinner.

Jay, remember you said

we couldn't
go on like this.

You said I had
to make a decision.

You were right.

I'm going back
to Eric.

I'm going
to try and make it work.

He's my husband, Jay.

I tried to tell you
at dinner.

I don't know.

I didn't want
to ruin your birthday.

Let's go somewhere.

Just the two of us.

We can go to Bahia Tortolo
for the week.

I can get Dr. Eastman
to cover my patients.

No, Jay, you're not listening.
It's over.

We can leave on Monday.
The boat's already stocked up.

What is your problem?

I'm not going anywhere
with you

except back to shore.

Whatever you say.

Please.

Just take me home.

I suppose you've
told Eric everything.

Are you kidding?

You haven't told anyone?

(Anna)
I'm not exactly proud of this.

So it's like
it never happened.

That's one way
to look at it.

[ominous music]

[glass breaking]

Never happened.

[dramatic music]

[splash]

[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 *

Mr. Monk?

[door closes]

Hello?

What's going on?

Making lunch.

And what's wrong with those?

Uh, those are not quite
up to snuff.

You know me.

It's got to be snuff.

What's that?

It's a surprise.

Did I ever tell you
about my grandpa,

Neville Davenport?

No. Is he in the box?

He was a great man.
You remind me of him, actually.

He was an assistant pharmacist
in London.

And then,
when he was about your age,

he completely changed
his life.

Just like that.

He quit his job and started
a toothpaste company

in England.

A toothpaste company
in England!

I mean,
talk about optimism.

And now, it's the third biggest
brand in the world

after Colgate and Crest.

Aw, I love that story.

I guess my favorite part
is about the toothpaste company.

Mr. Monk, there's a point
to this story.

I don't think so.

I've been listening
very carefully.

Okay, so I've been
thinking about this.

And, uh...

I think you should start
your own company.

Be a private investigator.

I mean, really go for it.

Hire a PR person.

Be aggressive. Advertise.

Get new clients.

Um...

Mr. Monk, there are
other detectives out there

with a fraction
of your talent

who are getting rich.

You're Adrian Monk.

People will pay a fortune
to hire you.

Yeah, that's something
to think about.

I thought you'd say that,

so I did what
Grandpa Neville did, and...

I took the initiative.

[Monk reading out loud]

$85?
That's 85 cents a card.

Mr. Monk,
that doesn't matter.

You can't be afraid
to take risks.

I think I can.

In fact, I think
I already am.

Hold on.

Germs, heights, snakes, milk,
needles, risk.

Yeah, it's on there.

Number six.

You know what Grandpa Neville's
favorite expression was?

"Leap and a net will appear."

Well, he sounds like
a very pleasant,

very insane person.

It's not even
at the right address.

Yes, it is.

No, it isn't.

Shunpike Road.
That's all the way downtown.

It's the right address.

It isn't.

Yes, it is.

[trolley bell clanging]

Can I open my eyes now?

Mr. Monk, your eyes
are opened.

When Grandpa Neville first
started out,

I swear to you his office
looked just like this.

Okay, so this
is my desk.

And yours is in there.

So when the clients come in,
they sit there.

But then they come in here

and talk to me.

And if I think
they're legit,

then I send them
in to you.

What clients?

Oh, they'll be calling.

I took out some ads
on the Internet

and in the phone book.

Uh, Natalie,
you can't afford this.

Actually, you're paying
for it.

I can't afford this.

Oh, yes, you can.

Remember last month
when you got that bonus

after solving
the Kensington case?

No.

That's because I used it
for a down payment.

Grownups have a word
for that.

We call it embezzlement.

Don't tell me--
Grandpa Neville.

That's Grandpa Neville.

Well, it's only fitting
that we have his picture up.

After all,
he is our inspiration, right?

Leap and a net
will appear.

Okay, I appreciate
what you're trying to do here.

I really do,
but, uh...

I have a job.

I am a consultant
for the police department.

Not full time.

And, Mr. Monk,
they haven't called in weeks.

Which is fine
with me.

I am not
an ambitious man.

I am not Grandpa Neville.

Okay, just give it
a few months.

I'm sorry--
Months?

Okay, a few weeks.
You'll see.

It's gonna be great.

Trust me.

You'll see.

Let's see, Barbara.

"I am into yoga, pilates,

getting in touch
with my spirituality..."

Been there, married that.

"My hobbies include
bike-riding, running,

cuddling."

(Disher)
Captain?

You got a second?

Uh, yeah, um--

Hang on, Randy.

Uh, just a minute.

Hang on.

You okay?
Yeah!

Yeah.

This is, um...

classified, need-to-know
stuff.

What's going on?

Missing schoolteacher.

Husband's looking better
and better.

I talked to a neighbor--
trouble in paradise.

Anna Pollard's been talking
to a lawyer

four months ago about filing
for a separation.

No kidding?

He told me that
it was one long honeymoon.

Randy,
that man lied to us.

I need to talk
to him again.

Yes, sir.

Oh, by the way,

my cousin saw your profile
on Make-A-Date.net.

I didn't know
you like bossa nova.

[door closes]

Uh, that was, um...

It was--

There was an undercover sting
operation going on with Vice.

Okay, I admit it.

I, um,
I signed on.

I was curious.

Tell your cousin
that I was just joking around.

That's okay.
You can tell her yourself.

You've been talking
to her all week.

She's Sexy In Sonoma.

Wait, that's your cousin?

When did you put in
a hot tub?

I didn't put in
a hot tub.

She said you put in
a hot tub.

I had a hot tub
when I was at the motel.

Oh, that must be it.

[whining motor]

[whining motor]

[phone ringing]

Adrian Monk Investigations.

What is the nature
of your problem?

(Monk)
Being kept in a room
against my will.

You were kidnapped?

Oh, my God.
Hold on, hold on.

Do you know who did it?

Yes, it was
my personal assistant.

Her name
is Natalie Teeger.

Natalie...

It's been two days.

You're human.
You made a mistake.

It's not a mistake.

It's a mistake.

Okay, it took
Grandpa Neville's business

a whole year
before it took off.

You know...

Not everybody feels
the same way you do

about Grandpa Neville.

For example, I was just thinking
how much fun it would be

to dig up his body
and poke it with a big stick.

Who's Grandpa Neville?

And why are we
poking him with a stick?

Adrian Monk?
I'm Linda Fusco.

Wait, do I know you?

Are you an actress?

Real estate.

Oh, oh, oh,
Linda Fusco Realty.

On bus stops and billboards.

Wow, I can't believe Larry
finally rented this dump out.

How much is he getting,
3,000 a month?

3,200.

Whoa, boy.
He's having you for lunch.

Next time, you come to me.

Adrian, I've been
asking around.

Cops, reporters--

And they all say
that you are the man.

Well, I'm a man.

Oh, no, no, no.
He's just being modest.

He is the man.
He is the gold standard.

He is like Philip Marlowe

and Sherlock Holmes
just rolled into--

Sweetheart, I'm showing
a condo in 20 minutes.

So let's get this going.
Follow me.

(Natalie)
Where are we going?

(Linda)
It's right out here.

(Linda)
This is it.

(Natalie)
That's a nice car.

(Linda)
This is a Lucerne 275

Northstar V8.

I get a new Buick every year.
It's my trademark.

See?

There's a scratch.

It's a dent.

It's a dent.

Here and here.

Son of a bitch.

And he left this
on the windshield.

"Go tell Nell."
Who's Nell?

Monk, I think that's an H.

So will you take
the case?

What case is that?

This is it.
This is the case.

The dented fender?

Yes.

It happened at the Marina
Wednesday morning.

I have a boat there.

I got there at ten to six
to pick something up,

and then I came back
20 minutes later and--

Mrs. Fusco--
Ms. Fusco.

Miss Fusco.

Ms.

Linda--Linda,
you must be insured.

But why should I pay
for something that I didn't do?

I love this car.

This is my baby.

And I want you to find that
son-of-a-bitch, Mr. Adrian Monk,

and make him
pay for it.

Yeah, it's a matter
of principle.

Exactly.

We'll take the case.

I'll draw up the contracts.
We get $400 a day.

I'll pay you $3,000 if you catch
the son-of-a-bitch.

And if you don't,
you get zip.

I work on commission.

Why shouldn't you?

Could I talk to you
for a second?

Can we go home?
I think we should do it.

Natalie,
it's a fender bender.

It's not even
a real crime.

It's a crime.

It's a misdemeanor
or something.

Mr. Monk,
we have to start somewhere.

Trust me,
I know what I'm doing.

Well, what's it gonna be?

Are we in business?

Yes, ma'am.
We're on the case.

(Natalie)
Okay, so it looks like
her Buick

was parked over there.

So maybe somebody backed up.

What do ya think?

Natalie,
what are we doing here?

I'm a homicide detective.

Mr. Monk, I know it's not
the crime of the century,

but someone did this to her,

and Linda Fusco
deserves justice too.

Okay, what's next?
Getting cats out of trees?

Chasing jaywalkers?

Grandpa Neville
used to always say--

Grandpa Neville used
to say a man's reputation--
Okay-okay.

Okay, I'll do it.
I'll do it.

Anything but another
Grandpa Neville story.

Thank you.

You're right.

You're right.
He backed out...

like this.

He must've gone
this way.

He went the wrong way.

Why was he going
the wrong way?

Video camera covering
the exit.

He didn't want to be taped.

Oh-oh-oh!
That's good.

Now we're cooking!
Yeah.

Now we're cooking.

So if he didn't want
to be taped,

why would he leave
a note?

Maybe there was a witness.

Somebody saw the accident,
was watching him--

Maybe the perpetrator thought
that if he just drove away,

the witness would report it.

So he got out
and pretended to leave a note.

Okay.
All right.

So we have to just
find that witness.

Where should we start?

We might wanna start
with Bill Gibbard.

Bill Gibbard.
That's great.

That's great!
Oh, it's exciting!

Oh, yeah.
This is a thrill a minute.

(Natalie)
Hello, there.
Hi.

We're looking for
Mr. Gibbard.

Captain Gibbard,
and you're looking at him.

What's left of him.

But I can't help you today,
missy.

Got...bull-kelp.

It's fouling my propeller
something terrible

every time I go out
past the southeast barrier.

Avoid the southeast barrier.
That's my advice.

Okay.
That's some great advice.

Thank you.
[barking]

What kind of dog
is that?

He's just a mutt.

Oh, yeah.
How long do they live?

Captain,
this is Adrian Monk.

Monk?
Yeah, he's
a private investigator.

We wanted to talk to you
about a car accident

that happened
in that parking lot

on Wednesday morning
at 6:00.

I wasn't here.

Your sign says
that you're here

at dawn every day.

Well, I guess I must've been.

But I didn't see nothing.

You heard it though, right?

It's only a couple hundred
feet away.

Are you calling me a liar,
Mr. Monk?

Ugh!
Whoa, what are you doing?

I don't like
private investigators.

Neither do I.
It was her idea.

Whoa-whoa-whoa.
Let's just settle down here.

Captain, if you happen
to remember anything,

could you please
give us a call?

Here's our card.
What are you doing?

It's 85 cents.

Let go of the card,
Mr. Monk.

Let go of the card! Let g--

Here you go.

Thank you for your time,
Captain.

Let's go.
You owe me 85 cents.

Fine.
Take it out of my paycheck.

Don't think I won't.
How'd you get so cheap?
Really?

I work for a living!
All right?

At least, I used to.

Now I just get bull-kelp
splashed on me.

I really think that's an N.

It's not an N, Mr. Monk.

What if it is?

What if there is
somebody out there named Nell

who's got all the answers?

What is this red swirl?

I really think that's
a brand name or a logo.

I think
it looks like a J.

Or a T.

Did you see this?
What?

That's wax.

What--
See?

That's a clue!

Isn't this fun?
No.

(Stottlemeyer)
Hello!

I'm looking for Sam Spade.

Nice place.
Looks like a real office.

(Natalie)
It is a real office.

I didn't know
you had it in you.

How's business?

It's good-good-good.

We're building a client base.
One client at a time.

Really?
What are you working on?

We're actually in the middle
of something very big.

Very exciting.
Challenging.

Homicide?

Ha-ha.
No, it's more of
a property damage thing.

Can't really talk about it.
Confidentiality.

Is this Mitch?

No, that's not Mitch!

Does that look like Mitch?

I don't know.
That's my grandfather.

That's Neville Davenport.
He's our patron saint.

Was he a detective?

Nah--
No.

He was the famous
toothpaste tycoon.

Help me.

What?
Help me!
She's gone mad.

Actually, I was hoping

that you might be able
to help us.

We hit a wall on
that missing schoolteacher.

You got a minute?

Sure.
We might be missing
something.

Her car--
We found it in a parking lot

at a shopping mall
ten miles from the house.

Was it locked?

Locked, no purse,
no third party prints.

She told her husband that
she was going shopping.

Either she lied to him,
or he's lying to us,

or somebody grabbed her
in the parking lot.

Where was he?

He says he was at home.

He's now admitting
that they were on the rocks.

But I don't think
he's the guy.

Phone records?

(Disher)
We're still checking.

Last seen wearing?

(Disher)
According to the husband,
a light-colored dress,

sweater, and a pair
of yellow flip-flops.

(Linda)
I think
I'm a little jealous.

Are you seeing other clients
behind my back?

(Natalie)
Ms. Fusco, no-no-no.

These aren't clients.
These are former colleagues.

This is Randy Disher,
and this is--

Captain Leland
Stottlemeyer.

Linda Fusco.

I know who you are.

I've seen your billboards.

(Disher)
Actually,
we just saw one yesterday.

Captain said
that you looked really--

Nothing.

He didn't say anything...

which is strange,
because he's usually

pretty talkative.

The sign said that you were
the number one realtor

in Northern California.

Tell me something
I don't know.

The elephant's the only mammal
that can't jump.

Pardon me?

You said tell you something
you don't know.

And I told you that
the only mammal who can't jump

is your elephant.

Ms. Fusco,
can we help you?

Yes, I would like
to drop this off.

Here is an estimate
from the body shop.

My new bumper's going
to cost $900.

And when you find
this son-of-a-bitch,

I want you
to make him eat this.

Wait a minute.
This is your big case?

A fender bender.

How'd you keep this
out of the paper?

It is important to me,
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer.

By the way,
sorry about the divorce.

I've been in real estate
for 14 years,

and I can smell divorce
from 100 yards away.

Who's couch
are you sleeping on?

Actually,
I'm not sleeping on a couch.

It's a futon.

Thank you,
Randy.

Well, when you are ready
for your own apartment,

why don't you
give me a call?

Maybe I will.

Oh, I know you will.

As a matter of fact,

I could show you
a couple of things right now.

As a matter of fact, I've got
a little time right now.

My car or yours?

No,
I always do the driving.

I'll bet you do.

Let's go.

Randy.
Yes, sir.

Why don't you stay here?

And?
And not come with us.

See you back
at the station.

Whoo!
That was fast.

Captain
Leland Studlemeyer.

Oh, hey, I've been there.

Where?

Joel's.
It's good.

It's a bar on Stanton.

I recognize the J.

I told you
that was a J.

Is that important?

(Courtney)
Hi.

Hi, there.

Welcome to Joel's.

Do you have a reservation?

Actually, we'd like to ask
you a couple of questions.

Do you have a card?

A card, yes.

Well, give it to her.

She can see it.
You can see it, right?

Uh.

You're a private eye.
Yeah, is this--

(Natalie)
Is this from here?

(Courtney)
Yes, that's one
of our doggie bags.

Right, we found some wax
on it.

Blue and pink--thought it
might be from a candle.

Yeah,
was there anybody here

celebrating a birthday
here recently?

Maybe Tuesday night?

We're thinking he had
a birthday cake

and then brought it home
in one of these bags.

Mm-hmm, yeah.
There was this guy.

He was sitting over there.

Can I help you
with something, my man?

Oh yes, uh, this man
is a private investigator.

And we would love--

Yeah, I wasn't really
talking to you, honey.

Can I help you
with something, my man?

Maybe, maybe.

We're looking for somebody
who was here on Tuesday night.

We don't really talk about
our customers.

People come here,
want privacy.

We respect that, so--

You guys should probably
just take a hike.

Here's the thing.

The man I'm looking for may be
responsible for a hit and run.

Good for him.
Now beat it.

Here's the thing--

Ah!
[gasps]
[hard punch lands]

That's the thing.
Get him out of here.

Oh, Natalie.
Oh, God, Mr. Monk.

Don't try to talk.

For the love of God,
I'm begging you.

Let's just go home, please.
Okay, okay, okay.

Oh, God, are you okay?
I'm so sorry about Hal.

He can be such a creep.
Listen, listen.

This guy you're looking for,
okay, Jay Bennett.

He's a regular.
I think he's a doctor.

Thank you.
Yeah, yeah.

Oh, card.
What?

Can you get the card back?
She gave us a name.

She doesn't need the card.
W-W-W-Wait.

Excuse me, do you still have
that business card?

Oh, yeah.
Sorry, it's a little bent.

Okay, thank you.

Here, Mr. Monk.

Here, here, here.
Here's the card.

Oh.
There, okay.

Watch your step.

[dog barks]

[dog barks]

Eggy doesn't like you.

The feeling's mutual.

Let's get this over with.
You wanna count it?

It's not enough.

What are you talking about?
We have a deal.

That was before.

Before what?

Before a private investigator
came poking around.

Monk?

What'd you tell him?

It's what I didn't tell him.

I didn't tell him that
you left here on Tuesday night

with a certain young lady

and that you came back
Wednesday morning,

and you were alone.

Now, if I'm gonna be talking
to private eyes

or maybe even the cops,

it's gonna be double.

Okay.

I'll double it.

But after that, forget it.

Here's the first half.

[laughs]

Ah!

[dog barking]

[ominous music]

*

[dog barking]

Shut up.

(Monk)
Uh.

(Natalie)
Are you sure you're okay?

When I was a detective
or a consultant,

I would point to the bad guy,
and the cops would go in.

And they would get shot at,
or beat up,

or hit in the stomach.

And it was a wonderful system.

See, everybody was happy.

Okay, Mr. Monk,
we can't just give up now.

Oh, good.
There it is.

Dr. J. Bennett.

Okay.

Please, please, please,
please, please?

Ah.
What?
What do you think?

It's been repaired recently.

The headlights don't match.

(Monk)
That one's new.

The other one's dirty.

(Jay)
Can I help you?

Dr. Bennett?
That's right.

Hi, I'm Natalie Teeger,
and this is my boss.

This is Adrian Monk.

Monk?
Yes, uh--

I'm working for
the San Francis--

I mean,
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm--

I'm a consultant.

I used to be a--

I don't know
what the hell I am.

He's a private investigator,
Dr. Bennett.

Were you in the marina
Wednesday morning?

No.

You do keep a boat
there, right?

Uh--

All right.
Let's get this over with.

You know what happened on
Wednesday morning and so do we.

You do?

Are you gonna deny it?

I, uh--

I don't think I should talk
about this.

I think I should call
a lawyer.

No.
Oh, no, no, no.

I don't think we need
to drag lawyers into this.

They're just gonna,
you know--

(Natalie)
"Blah, blah, blah."

Make a federal case out of it.
It was an accident, right?

That's right.

I mean, these things
happen every day, right?

Uh, well--

It's not a big deal.

Not a big deal?

What kind of cop are you?

Come on,
you pay a few bucks.

Everybody walks away.

It's like it never happened.

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

What's he talking about?

We're talking about this.

We have a client.
You hit her Buick.

And you damaged
the fender.

Her fender?

Yes, it's going
to cost her $900.

Plus, I think an apology
would be nice.

Yeah, what did you think
we were talking about?

I don't know,
but you got the wrong guy.

I wasn't at the marina
Wednesday.

I haven't been there
in weeks.

It's a new headlight.

You're so smart?
Prove it.

Excuse me.

Hold on.
Wait a minute.

I don't believe this.
What?

I'm actually starting
to care about this case.

This stupid $900
fender bender.

How the hell
did that happen?

There's brand-new carpeting.

There's a washer and dryer
in the basement.

And there is a park right down
the street for your kids.

When they come to visit.

The one that we saw yesterday
was bigger, right?

That's true, but this one
has a better view.

How you figure?

You see this condo here with
the umbrella on the balcony?

Yeah.

That's me.

[laughs]

You're right.
The view is better.

How much is it?

It's $2,250 a month,
plus utilities.

I don't know.

Leland,
it's been five months.

It's time to do this.

Do you think?

Unfortunately,
I speak from experience.

I know you're in pain,
but you can't go around it.

You gotta go through it.

Besides, we'll have
something in common.

Really?
What's that?

I'll have a better view too.

Okay, there it is.
That's his boat.

All right, so his car
wasn't in the lot, so, uh--

Let's do it.
Wait.

Don't.
We don't have a warrant.

We don't need a warrant.
It's a boat.

Well,
that's completely false,

but it sounds good.

Let's do it.
Wait.

I can't go.

The boat is on the water.

I don't do water.

You can't swim?

To be honest,
I don't know.

You don't know.

I mean,
I know how to swim...

technically.

I've just never...

actually, you know, done it.

All right, I took
a correspondence course.

You learned to swim by mail?

They sent me a little diploma.

And this.

"Swimming Fundamentals.

"Don't panic.

"Breathe normally.

Keep kicking."
Can I have that back?

Why did you even take
the course?

You never go near the water.
Hello?
Tsunamis.

Mr. Monk.

You don't have to worry.
You're not even gonna get wet.

Look, look, look, look.

That boat is tied to the dock.

The dock is bolted down.

It's like part of the land.
I'll stay here.

If Dr. Bennett shows up,
I'll whistle.

Leap, and a net will appear.

[slow jazz music]

*

Kelp.

Jump.
Jump on.

Jump.

[dog barking]

[barking]

Just jump.

[sighs]

[whispering]
Go, go.

[dog barking]

Hey.

Hey, fella.
[barking]

Hey, remember me?

Hey, you hungry?

[dog barks]

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

(Natalie)
Oh, my God.

[gasps]
Oh, my God.

It says, uh,
personal reference.

[cell phone rings]

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[cell phone rings]

Excuse me.

Stottlemeyer.

Captain, it's me.
It's Natalie.

I'm at the marina.

(Natalie)
I'm at Pier 24.

Natalie, I'm a little
busy right now.

There's a body.
It's in the water.

I think it's Bill Gibbard.

Mr. Monk and I were just talking
to him yesterday.

[motor running]

Okay, listen,
don't touch anything.

I'll call the harbor patrol.

(Stottlemeyer)
Be there in a minute.

Okay, okay.

Oh, my God.

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

Mr. Monk!

Oh, God.

Stottlemeyer.
Sir.

Right this way.

Uh.

Uh.

Uh.

Hey, Lieutenant.
What's going on?

Oh, you know, a little bit
of everything.

A local fisherman drowned.

Medical examiner's on his way.

And Monk is stowed away on a
boat.
And the boat took off.

What?

(Natalie)
We were working on Linda's case.

(Leland)
The fender bender?

Yeah, we have a suspect--
Jay Bennett.

And Mr. Monk snuck on the boat
to look around.

It's all my fault.
I just kept on pushing him.

Jay Bennett.

Dr. Jay Bennett?

That name just came up on
the missing schoolteacher,

Anna Pollard.

His name's all over
the phone records, too.

I was just going through them.
Dr. Jay Bennett.

Tuesday night.

Tuesday night, he dumped
her body in the bay.

And then he came back here...

He must've hit your car

in the parking lot
while he was leaving.

That's why he didn't leave
his name on the note.

He could not admit
that he'd been here.

We need to intercept the boat.

How soon can you get
a cutter out here?

10, maybe 15 minutes.

Damn it.

I have a boat.

(Monk)
This isn't about
a dented fender, is it?

You figured that out, huh,
Mr. Private Eye?

Is this where you killed her?

Back up.

Against the railing.

Here's the thing.

I don't really think
I can swim.

I took a course.

I never actually,
technically--

Doesn't matter.

You're gonna be dead
before you hit the water.

First...

the shoe.

Ugh, agh.

[panting and grunting]

Ugh, agh.

[suspenseful music]

*

Ugh!

"Don't panic."
Forget that.

"Breath normally.

Flutter kicks.
Hand over--"

Right.

Bennett's in custody.

Coast Guard just intercepted
his boat.

Was Mr. Monk with him?

[sighs]

Hey, there he is!
There's Monk!

Where?
Ha!

(Stottlemeyer)
20 degrees to port.

(Natalie, laughing)
Is he swimming?

(Disher)
What's that beside him?
Is it a life preserver?

Ah, looks like
a toilet seat.

Well, if it's floating,
why doesn't he just grab it?

[all groan]

Too hard to explain.
Complicated story.

It's just
a weird thing.

Monk!
Hey!

[babbling]

What?

[mumbles]

What did he say?

He said, "Leap and a net
will appear, my ass."

Oh, God.
I'm so sorry.

Here, here, here.
Here's some tea.

S-s-southeast barrier.

Southeast barrier?
What about it?

Her body--

That's where
he dumped her.

He told you that?
No.

Kelp.
Bull kelp.

It was on his anchor.

It was still wet
from the b-barrier.

Okay, we'll get some divers
out there straight away.

This is Disher.

We need divers out
at the southeast barrier.

(Natalie)
Sorry, sorry.

Sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry
about the net thing.

[sighs]

[humming]

Oh!

[sighs heavily]

[phone rings]

Yeah?

(Linda on phone)
It's next to the refrigerator.

[mysterious music]

The other side.

*

Thank you.

See you
around the neighborhood.

[chuckles]

I guess you will.

All right.

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