All language subtitles for Monk_S05E07_Mr. Monk Gets a New Shrink.English (CC)

[gentle jazzy music playing]

[man] Why would you say that?

You are sick in the cranium.
You are a liar.

[Monk] I've only had this same
time slot for seven years.

-Seven.
-[man] Well, it's my time slot now.

So get used to it. Yeah, it is.

You shouldn't even be here at all.
You should be in a hospital.

You need shock therapy, you really do.

[Monk] You need a lobotomy.

[man] Well, you need
someone to pound that stupid face in.

[Monk] So you wanna take this outside.
That's what you're saying.

-[man] I would love to.
-[Monk] I hear a "but" coming.

But I am going to be meeting
Dr. Kroger at eight o'clock.

-So I can't take it outside.
-No! Dr. Kroger, thank God.

Haven't I--

Haven't I always had
the eight o'clock time slot on Friday?

Dr. K, will you tell this lunatic
what you told me?

You said, and I quote,

"Harold, we will finish this discussion
the first thing on Friday."

[laughing] Listen to him!

He didn't mean
the first session on Friday.

He meant the first thing
during your regular session, right?

Will you look at that?
Look at him. He is so ridiculous.

He is so jealous.

It's like looking right
into the face of crazy. Look at him.

-He's acting like a little 12-year-old.
-He's acting like a ten-year-old.

Well, he's acting like a five-year-old.

-He's acting like a little baby-year-old.
-That doesn't even make any sense.

-It doesn't-- it's not--
-All right, Harold. Harold!

You may have misunderstood.

No, no, no, no, no!
No, he didn't misunderstand.

No, no, he has been trying to get
that first time slot for years.

I need to see him first,
when he's still fresh.

After you, he's all worn out.

[Monk, laughing]
After you, he's a basket case.

-No, that is--
-Excuse me.

-You have never seen what he's--
-Excuse me. Harold!

We laugh.

Why is this door open?

-How-how did you two get in here?
-Harold broke in.

-No, I did not.
-Oh, come on, you were sitting--

The door was open.

[Harold] He's a liar, Dr. K.

-What are you talking…
-You are lying.

[dramatic music playing]

[Harold] Who is it?

It's Teresa Mueller.
She's with the cleaning service.

All right, we'll call 911.
But don't use the office phone.

And whatever you do,
don't touch anything.

I said don't touch anything!

Well, you touched it.

I am allowed to touch it.
I'm a former police officer.

Right?

["It's a Jungle Out There"
by Randy Newman playing]

♪ 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 amazing ♪

♪ People think I'm crazy
'Cause I worry all the time ♪

♪ If you paid attention
You'd be worried too ♪

♪ You 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 ♪

[dramatic music playing]

Mr. Monk, are you sure you're okay?

You know,
maybe we should take you home.

I am home.

I mean, I've always considered this room,
this office, my second home.

Captain! Lieutenant.

Look. The bottoms of her shoes.

They're clean. Somebody wiped them off?

-[Disher] Why?
-That's a good question.

Thank you.

Did you check the vacuum?

-Yeah. Bag's empty. Completely clean.
-Wait. Excuse me.

Uh, this belongs right here.

-How do you know?
-Because it's my chair. What's all this?

I'm checking for prints.

Cap… Uh… Cap… Leland, sir. Uh, Leland.

Can we get somebody to dust this chair?
I just dusted it.

No, I mean, dust it.

-Dust dust it. Dust the dust.
-Macy.

When you're done, make sure
that the chair is clean.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

-Monk, why don't you wait outside?
-Oh, no, no, no. No, no.

Captain, I have to do this.
I have to… This is personal.

That's precisely
why I want you to wait outside.

No, please. I'm begging you.
Look, I have to be here.

Please?

-Lieutenant?
-All right. Teresa Mueller.

She's been cleaning the building
for 12 years.

Starts on the top floor at 7:00.
Works her way down.

This is always her last stop. It probably
happened about 10:00, 10:30.

Somebody broke in
looking for something, probably a file.

Teresa comes in. Wrong place, wrong time.

But-but Dr. Kroger said
he took a quick inventory.

He didn't think anything was missing.

So the guy panicked, killed her, took off.

No, no, I don't-I don't think so. No.

Those sofa cushions and those files.

There's blood under them
but not on them.

I think he killed her first,

and then just took his time
and ransacked the place.

But why would he do that?

Maybe he wasn't well.

Harold! Harold Krenshaw.

You think Harold did this?

No, I guess not. Damn it.

Uh, Captain?
They need to, uh, release the body.

I've always been kind of curious
about this place.

Yep. This is where it all doesn't happen.

Is that Harold's file?
Are you allowed to do that?

Look, I knew it. I knew it!

"Paranoia, acute narcissism."

"Patient believes Adrian Monk
is obsessed with him."

Uh, if anybody is obsessed with anybody,
he is obsessed with me.

I've been telling Dr. Kroger that
for years.

We-we talk about it all the time.

Okay, but, Mr. Monk,
you should not be reading this.

How would you feel
if someone read your file?

My file?

Whatcha doing?

Oh, uh…

I just had a theory about the case.
I was checking a suspect.

Hey, that's your file.

Well, you can't rule anybody out.

Mr. Monk, I do not think
this is a good idea.

Come on, just a quick look.
It'll only take a second.

Monk, you cannot read that.

Wait, wait, wait, oh, my God, wait.

Monk, that's it. That's it.
You've crossed the line. Out of here. Out!

[sighs]

Okay.

You okay?

I saw something in my file.

Oh, Mr. Monk. I told you not to look.

What was it?

Two words at the bottom of the page.

Two words.

What did it say?

"No hope."

She worked for me, cleaning my office,
for ten, 12 years.

I-I didn't really know her.

I think she had a daughter.

Yeah, one daughter in Santa Fe.
No other family, though.

-It's terrible.
-Yeah.

Doc, you know, the door wasn't jimmied.
Somebody had a key.

Who else has a key to your office?

Just me. And Teresa.

[Disher] What about your patients?

My patients? No, of course not.

Well, there was an extra set of keys
in the desk out front.

Which wasn't locked.

Somebody could've lifted them
and made a copy.

Wait, wait, you're saying
one of my patients…

To be honest with you, Doc,
that's how it looks.

We figure somebody broke in,
looking for a file. Probably his own file.

Look, I realize
that you're reluctant here,

but I happen to be a homicide detective,

and this happens
to be a homicide investigation.

-I-I understand.
-I truly hope you do,

because if you do know something,

If you believe one of your patients
could be involved in this,

you are legally obligated
to help us out here.

Go on, ask your lawyer. He'll tell you.

All right.

There is one patient.
He's delusional, borderline schizophrenic.

He always thought
that I was talking to his ex-wife

behind his back.

He wanted to see his file
to prove that I wasn't lying.

Of course I refused.

He threatened me.

He-he threatened to break into my office.
I didn't think he meant it.

What have I done?

[sighs] What's his name?

Wheeler.

Joseph Wheeler.

There he is! Dr. Kroger.
I just called your house.

-Your wife said you'd be down here.
-Doctor, I'm sorry. I tried to stop him.

-He doesn't mind.
-Larry, I'll meet you outside.

Here's the thing. At the crime scene,
my file happened to fall open,

and I accidentally read something,
something you had written.

Uh… A notation. It's no big deal.

-Adrian. Not a good time.
-No, I-I understand.

I understand
this has been a tough day.

A woman was slaughtered
in your office, for God's sake.

This can wait until Monday.

Adrian, I'm not going to be
in my office on Monday.

Perfectly understandable.

You need some time.
I'll see you Wednesday.

Adrian, you may as well
be the first one to know.

I'm… I'm quitting my practice.
I'm retiring.

-As of when?
-As of ten minutes ago.

I have some money saved.
Maybe-maybe I'll do some writing.

As you both know,

I don't have much of a sense of humor.

-So sometimes it's hard for me to tell--
-Mr. Monk, he's not joking.

Adrian, I cannot continue to practice
any more after today.

The police think that one of my patients
killed Teresa Mueller.

I should have seen it coming. I didn't.
I missed it. This is all my fault.

This isn't happening.

This can't be happening.

Adrian, I promise you
I'll get you another doctor.

-I'll call you next week.
-Okay.

So it's not true.

You're not retiring. I mean…

You can't, because…

He-he can't retire, because…

This is step one in the grieving process.

-He can't possibly retire.
-Denial. Denial. Yeah.

Damn you, Charles!

Damn you to hell!

I hate you.

I hate you! [breathing heavily]

You are dead to me.

That's not denial.

No, step two, that's anger.

Okay. Okay, we're all adults here.

We can work this out.

I can hire you full time.
I'll put you on the payroll.

This is step three. It's bargaining.

It usually doesn't go around this quickly.

Why me?

Why is it always me?

Everybody's always leaving me.

-Depression?
-This just can't go on.

It's just too much. Okay. You're right.

It's not the end of the world.

I'm just gonna have to find
another doctor.

I owe you so much.

Thanks to you,

I think I can get past this.

Thanks, Doc.

-And finally, acceptance.
-Thank God that's over.

He can't retire!

The man can't quit!
Because he's not a quitter!

-Wait, what's going on?
-I don't know. I don't know.

It's like he's starting all over again,
like he's in a loop.

I hate you for this, Kroger!

You are dead to me, you understand me?
Dead!

[rattling blinds]

I-I really should be heading home.

Okay, okay, let's be reasonable.

I'll come to your house.

You'll never have to go
to your office again. That's fair.

Why?

Why me? Why?
Why are they always leaving me?

[Disher chuckles] This place is great.

Oh, cool. Hey, you can build
your own bear here.

Look, I know you have strong feelings
about this one, Monk.

But if you can't handle it, tell me now.
Don't go all "you" on me.

-Watch it.
-Hey.

You gonna go with the little baseball cap
or the army helmet?

-Patrolman's hat.
-Oh.

Why don't you give him your badge, too?
You're not using that, are you?

Go find the manager's office.

See if this guy wasn't working
on Thursday night.

Yes, sir.

Every baby bear needs a heart.

Why don't you go to the heart room,

and get a wonderful new heart
for your wonderful new friend?

Joseph Wheeler.
I'm Captain Leland Stottlemeyer, Homicide.

This is Adrian Monk and Natalie Teeger.

Do you know Dr. Charles Kroger?

-Is this about the cleaning lady?
-She had a name. Teresa Mueller.

Ranger Joe! It's not beating.

You have no right to be here.
This is where I work.

Actually, for the moment,
we work here too.

-You're squeezing it.
-I know what I'm doing.

Dr. Kroger said
that you wanted to see your file.

Let me ask you something.

If some shrink had your file,
wouldn't you want to see it?

He said when he wouldn't show it to you,
you threatened him.

You're hurting him!

I was in the middle of a divorce.
I was in a bad place.

I wasn't thinking straight.

That doesn't mean I'm a killer.

I think you broke its heart.

Yeah, well, join the club.

Okay, okay, okay. I think that he's good.

I think he's okay. Look, look.

You said yourself
you weren't thinking straight.

You broke into Kroger's office,
didn't you?

-No, no, not me.
-Yeah, you surprised Teresa,

you panicked, you grabbed a letter opener,
and you stabbed her.

And you know what else you did?

-Monk.
-Do you have any idea?

Dr. Kroger quit. He quit.

He's giving up his practice forever.
That's what you did.

You're a patient too.

I heard about Dr. Kroger.

You think I wanted him to quit?

I would've taken a bullet for that man.

I love Dr. Kroger. He was all I had.

That's how I feel too.

I don't know what I'll do without him.

I don't know
what I'm gonna do without him.

Wheeler was doing inventory
until 1:00 a.m. Thursday morning.

-You mean he's not the guy?
-What are we gonna do?

-What are we gonna do?
-What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

-[teddy bears ripping]
-What are we gonna do?

I'm so bereft.

I'm bereft too. We're all bereft.

Everybody's bereft.

And I've been thinking about Natalie.

I've become so dependent on her.
Too dependent.

I don't know what I'm gonna do
if she leaves.

I maybe should say "when she leaves,"
because it's just a matter of time.

She's gonna die, or find another job.
Either way, I'm screwed.

Mr. Monk, I don't really feel
comfortable about this.

Well, it's Monday morning, 9:00 a.m.
I have to talk to somebody.

Okay, but you cannot talk about me.
Okay? I'm off limits.

Fine.

So, when I was 12,
my mother decided to go back to work.

She said it was only part time,
but she was gone almost every night…

Mmm, that's hard. I know.

I remember when my mother
started to do volunteer work.

-It was so difficult--
-Whoa, whoa. Whoa.

-What are you doing?
-I'm just talking.

That's not how it works.
Nobody cares about your problems.

So I keep thinking
about Dr. Kroger's file.

Those two words. You know?

-"No hope."
-"No hope."

That could mean a lot of different things.

Like what?

Like, it could… Uh…

Uh…

Uh…

I didn't see that last week.

-Must've been covered up.
-What?

From here to here,
it's been vacuumed.

She vacuumed part of the rug.

Well, what does that mean?

It means she didn't walk in on the killer.

He walked in on her.

He knew she was here.

He must have heard the vacuum.

He was after her.

This was all about her.

[man] Hi. Hello.

-Are you guys cops?
-[Monk] Not technically.

No, but we work with the police.

This is Adrian Monk,
and I'm Natalie Teeger.

Francis Merrigan.
I have the office, uh, right there.

-Import-export.
-Oh, right.

I-I saw the door open.

I got a little worried.

You know, after what happened last week,
you can't be too careful.

-No.
-Right.

Can I tell you the truth? Uh…

I'm kind of glad Doc Kroger's leaving.

I mean, he's a nice guy.

But his patients…

You know what I'm talking about.

No, I don't think that I do.

[laughs] You know?

I mean, some of them-- Whoa!

I-I could see them from my office.

It was like a freak show.

Well, I'm sure that they're doing
the best that they can.

They're…

doing the best they can.

Oh yeah, sure.

Uh, but one of them
did kill Teresa, right?

Actually, we're not so sure.
We were just talking about that.

Well, I, uh…
I'm gonna make some coffee.

I got a long night ahead of me.
So I'll let you guys get back to work.

Okay, well, it was nice to meet you.

Yeah. Good luck.

-All right, thanks. See you soon.
-Have a good night.

[knocking]

-Adrian.
-Dr. Kroger, it's me. Adrian Monk.

How did you get here?
Where-where's Natalie?

Natalie refused to bring me.

-Good for her.
-I had to take a cab.

It was horrible.

-I'd love to talk to you about it--
-Adrian, no. No.

I have told you, I'm retired.

Here's the thing,
Joseph Wheeler did not kill Teresa.

Adrian, I've been talking to the captain.
I know that.

It doesn't matter which of my patients
killed Teresa,

it is still my responsibility.

But I don't think
it was any of your patients.

It was not about you at all.

Adrian, of course you would say that.

You want me to come back to work.

[angry teenage boy] Close the damn door!

-It's freezing!
-Is that Troy?

Yes, that's my son.

Oh, he sounds wonderful.

I hope he appreciates
how lucky he is to have you in his life.

[Troy] The food's getting cold.
We're not waiting for you.

-Mmm, something smells good.
-Adrian. Adrian.

I can't invite you in.

It's just…

I'm thirsty. I'm parched, really.

Adrian, you can't come in.

-It's really inappropriate.
-Isn't it?

-Adrian, you've got to let go.
-It's not easy.

I've been seeing you
for almost nine years.

No, I mean,
you've got to let go of the door.

Oh. Yeah.

Adrian, I promise you,

I will find you another doctor
as soon as I can.

That's good. That's good. Two…

two… two more fingers.

Go on, good. Go, go, go, go.

Come on, that's very good.

Great.

I read your notes!

What did you mean by "no hope"?

What does that mean? "No hope."

[crickets chirring]

[lively classical music playing]

[rustling]

[whispering] You get out of here!
I'm here.

-You are out of your mind. You are crazy!
-You're sick.

[whispering] No, you are sick.

-[music intensifies]
-Go get a life.

You are pathetic. You are pathetic.

You are crazy. You're out of your mind.

[hushed grunting]

[glass breaking]

[tires squealing]

[knocking on door]

[Kroger] Dear, no, no.
Don't-don't answer that.

Wait for the police to come.

It's Adrian Monk.

Oh, Mrs. Kroger. Is there a problem?

Somebody threw a rock.
It broke a window in the bedroom.

-[sighs]
-How did you get here so quickly?

We just called 911 30 seconds ago.

-Well, I…
-Have you been out there all this time?

It's been three hours.
What have you been doing?

I was looking for my, uh…

Hey, Dad. Telegram for a Dr. Kroger.

[suspenseful music playing]

"Dr. K, you ruined my life. You will pay."

You were in the den
and the lights were on.

-That's right. Is that important?
-It means he could see you.

He could have hurt you if he wanted to.
I think he was just trying to scare you.

Well, he succeeded.

So you think it was definitely
one of my patients.

Well, that's what we think, yeah.

-And nobody saw the car?
-No.

-Monk, can you ID the car?
-No, sorry.

[Stottlemeyer]
I don't think he'll be back.

But if it will make you feel better,
I can offer you some protection.

I'll do it! Be glad to do it.
I'm the bodyguard.

-No, it's not necess--
-I'll move in!

I'll be right here with you, 24/7.
I'll never leave your side.

I just have to go home,
pick up a few things, okay?

Actually, I was thinking of a couple
of these guys parked out front.

-Great.
-That would be…

-Couple of cops out front. That's great.
-Yeah.

Fine. It was just a suggestion.

-Okay?
-Wait a second.

[Stottlemeyer] What?

I've seen that rock. I know that rock.

-Well, this particular rock?
-I know that rock.

I've seen it before somewhere.

If anybody else had said that,
I'd have said they were crazy.

-Where?
-My dad thinks I did it.

-Troy, that's not true.
-Yeah, right.

Before you guys got here
he asked me if I did it.

Why don't you admit it?
Why are you afraid of telling the truth?

What kind of shrink are you,
afraid of the truth?

Troy, I'm sorry, I was upset!

-Hey, Troy, remember me?
-Yeah, I remember.

-You, uh, staying out of trouble?
-No.

All right, why don't you
just wait upstairs, son?

I told you never to call me that!

Look, officers, is there a way
that a doctor or like a psychiatrist

could fix a DNA test?

Because there is no way
Charlie and me are related.

Troy, please.

[Troy] You're not my mother, Madeline!

-And that man is certainly not my father!
-He's your father, Troy,

-you're going to have to accept that!
-No!

Hey, what do you want from me?
I've taken the test three times!

-[Troy] Whatever!
-Okay, well…

Um, we better be going, Monk.
Come on,we'll give you a ride.

Yeah.

There'll be two guys out front, Charlie.
You need anything, call me.

I appreciate it.

Uh, Adrian, I have
some really good news for you.

I called a colleague of mine
earlier tonight.

Dr. Jonah Sorenson. He's a great doctor.

Very famous.
And he usually doesn't take new patients.

But he's heard about you,
so he's gonna fit you in.

Maybe I'll call him.

Actually, um,
you have an appointment.

Tomorrow, 5:00.

[knocking]

Adrian Monk for Dr. Sorenson.

Fill this out.

Uh…

It says, "List any phobias."

That's right.

There are only five spaces.

You can use the back.

I might need another sheet. Uh…

I might need another sheet.

I might need another sheet.

-Mr. Monk?
-That's right.

Jonah Sorenson.

Why don't you fill that out later.
I hate all that paperwork, don't you?

Yes, sir.

Come on in.

Are you ready?

So…

What do I call you?

Um…

How about Adrian?

Adrian. Good.

Dr. Kroger sent me over your file.

Seems like you've made excellent progress
in the last year and a half.

Oh, really? Is that what it says?

-Well, I've only taken a glance at it.
-Yeah, well, keep reading.

Near the end,
he's not quite so optimistic.

Dr. Kroger is a good man.

I'm gonna miss him.

Yes, he's a-he's a good man.

He's very symmetrical.

Symmetrical.

Oh, you mean, like, well balanced.

That's a nice way of putting it.

-Are-are you okay?
-Yes, I'm fine.

It's just…

Just some dust.

I understand that you spend a lot of time
talking about your late wife.

Tell me about her.

Yeah, Trudy.

She was a very beautiful…

Very, very symmetrical woman.

-Anything else?
-No.

Just beautiful and symmetrical.

And you have a brother, Ambrose,
and an assistant…

Natalie Teeger? Tell me about her.

In a lot of ways
she reminds me of Trudy.

She is also quite… quite…

-Symmetrical?
-Yeah.

Adrian, I get the feeling
you're not very comfortable

about my right arm.

No. Oh, no, no, no, no.

No. Not at all.

Where is it?

I lost it in a boating accident
two years ago.

But I look upon it now
as a positive experience.

I've learned a lot about trauma and loss.
The things that you're going through.

Uh-huh.

-Can you handle it?
-I'm sorry.

I'm just used to the way things were.

Change is difficult.

Change is impossible.

Well, I wouldn't exactly say impossible.

Look, it's not just you.

It's everything. It's this office.

Uh, I spent nine years
in Dr. Kroger's office.

I knew every book on every shelf.

Every leaf on every plant. Every rock…

Are you okay?

I have to go.

-Now?
-Yeah, yeah.

Let's remember where we were
and we'll pick it up later.

Oh, I mean I'll pick it up.

Or you could pick it up.
We'll both pick it up.

We'll each take one end.

I don't wanna talk
about picking it up anymore.

-[Monk] Doctor?
-Oh, no.

Oh, Dr. Kroger. Thank God.

-I figured I might find you here--
-Listen.

Adrian, you have got
to respect my decision.

No, no, no, no, I'm not stalking you.
At least not for the moment.

All right, just give me a minute.

The captain said that I could come in
and pack up some things.

How did your session
with Dr. Sorenson go?

Okay, I guess.

I don't know, I just felt like
there was something missing.

When was the last time you saw him?

Oh, four or five years ago.

How's he doing? I heard--

I heard he lost some weight.

Yes, he lost a little weight.

Ah! Oh!

I think I have big news about the case.

I remembered where I saw that rock.

That rock?

The rock from last night.

It's been driving me crazy.
Then all of sudden, pow!

It was right there.

But it's amazing

you remember one particular rock?

Well, I've been staring at it
for nine years.

You know, gift/curse.

Who else has access to this courtyard?

Uh, just me. Well, and Francis Merrigan.

[suspenseful music playing]

Do you see anything?

[Monk] I see a lot of powdered milk.

Eight or nine cartons.

He was carrying a carton
with him yesterday too.

So?

So I don't see a coffee maker, do you?

No.

Powdered milk is made from lactose.

Drug dealers use it to cut heroin.

You think that Francis Merrigan
is dealing drugs?

And I think he murdered
your cleaning lady.

Adrian, I don't think you should talk
about Francis Merrigan anymore.

Why not?

[dramatic music playing]

[Natalie] Is he here?

-Is who here?
-Mr. Monk.

-No.
-[sighs]

What's up?

[suspenseful music playing]

-How are you doing?
-I'm scared to death.

-What do we do?
-Okay.

First thing.

We have to move.

I'm gonna need you…

to come over here.

Okay.

Now what?

What do you mean?

What's the plan?

I don't have a plan.

Why did you have me switch places?

I always sit on this side.

I've been thinking a lot
about my brother lately--

No, no. Adrian, this is not a session.

I'm really frightened.
I don't know what's going on.

Okay.

Okay, do you see those figurines?

Mm-hmm.

[Monk] Check the label.
They're from Turkey.

That one in the corner, it's cracked.

It's obviously ruined.
Why didn't he throw it out?

Drugs?

But what does that have to do with Teresa?

I think Teresa broke that figurine.

I remember, after we found the body,

I asked Lieutenant Disher
if he'd checked the vacuum cleaner.

He said the bag was completely empty.

But think about it.

The bag couldn't have been empty

if she had been vacuuming rugs all night.

I'm not following you.

[Monk] On Thursday night,
Teresa was cleaning Merrigan's office.

She must have knocked over that figurine.

It broke open.

It was filled with powder.

-[Kroger] Heroin?
-[Monk] She had no idea.

She just vacuumed it up and moved on
to the next office, your office.

Meanwhile, Merrigan comes back.

He sees the broken figurine.

He figured out what happened.

He knew somewhere in that building

was a vacuum cleaner bag
filled with heroin.

He went looking for Teresa,
and caught up with her in your office.

Merrigan must have checked the bag
to make sure the heroin was still there.

Once he found it,
he couldn't just let her go.

She had seen too much.

Then, he rifled through your files
threw a rock at your house,

so everybody would think
it was one of your patients.

Yeah, everyone did.

Everybody except you.

Adrian.

I hope someday I'm as good at my job
as you are at yours.

So you're not quitting?

Right now,
I don't know if it really matters.

We're in big trouble here, aren't we?

Yeah.

I'm never going to see my family again.

My son…

I'm sorry.

Do you think anyone will ever find us?

I don't see how.

Nobody in the world
has any idea where we are.

Don't worry, Dr. K, I'm coming.

I got your back.

No sign of a struggle.

Okay, well, that's a good sign, right?

-Okay, somebody say "Right."
-[cell phone rings]

-That's right, right. That's good.
-Disher.

Yeah, no, do it now. Captain,
they're patching somebody through.

He says he knows where Monk is.

This is Stottlemeyer.

Wait, hang on, sir. Just slow down.

Harold?

[struggling and grunting]

All right. Okay.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Could you…

Could you put me over there?

-Pardon me?
-Please. I can't-I can't be on this side.

Please, I'm begging you.
Just look into your hearts.

He has a problem
with "situational disorder." Okay?

Believe me, he's got
a lot bigger problems than that.

So what do you want to do with them?

I figure we'll let Frankie decide.

He's not gonna like that.

Especially after what happened
with that cleaning lady.

What choice did I have, huh?

What is all this?

Dust bunnies?

Yeah, it's from the vacuum cleaner.
Just-just clean it out.

Here.

[Merrigan] Pick it out.

It's everywhere.

Just make it look good.

[Merrigan] Careful, don't lose any.
This is pure stuff.

[Buck] Look, I know
what I'm doing, all right?

Sift through it. Just make sure
there's no more of that stuff.

[Buck] Careful. It'd be easier
if we had tweezers.

[Merrigan] I left them in the car.

You should have that stuff
in your arsenal.

[Buck] You know what? This is your mess.

There's some on the table.

[Merrigan] Some mess
for a cleaning lady, huh?

-I think--
-Be careful. Watch it.

Hey. Hey.

Hey!

-Police officer! Drop that gun!
-[gunshots]

-No shot.
-Me neither.

[gunshot]

-[drawn out] No!
-[gunshot]

Drop the gun! Get down!
Show me your hands!

Get down on the ground.
Show me your hands. Show me your hands!

Relax, Harold. Just take it easy.

You'll be okay. We're gonna get a doctor.

-We'll get a doctor.
-How's he doing?

He's gonna be okay.

Did you see what he did?

He took a bullet for me, Adrian.

[whispering] Monk… Monk… Come here.

Closer.

Beat that.

[groans in pain]

-Listen, I want to ask you something.
-Mm-hmm.

When we were here investigating,

my file happened to fall open
and a couple pages fell out.

-And you read your file?
-I couldn't help it.

I happened to glance down.

And I saw something. Two words.

"No hope."

"No hope"?

Is that what you think?

Oh, Adrian, I would never say
that about anyone,

especially about you.

Oh, wait. I remember. I remember.

It wasn't "no hope."

It was "N. Hope."

An abbreviation for "New Hope."

We were talking about your father,

and you said he was born
in New Hope, Pennsylvania.

New Hope, Pennsylvania.

Yeah. You feel better?

[relieved laugh] I knew it was something.

Natalie was… worried.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Isn't this great?

Yeah.

It's pretty great.

[gentle, quirky music playing]

Oh, I'm having trouble sleeping.

Hm.

I think I'm developing a fear of blankets.

Is there a name for that?

I-I don't think so.

Uh-oh.

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