All language subtitles for Monk_S06E06_Mr. Monk and the Buried Treasure.English (CC)

-No, my mother was a wonderful cook.
-[Kroger chuckles]

I can still remember coming downstairs.

The aroma from the kitchen
would just fill the--

That a new watch?

Oh, yeah, it is. It was actually a gift.

From your wife? It's not your anniversary.

No, no, it's not from my wife.

It's… not from my wife.

It's from a patient?

Adrian, please, uh…

-So we were talking about your mother--
-Harold?

Adrian, it's not important.
Now, you were talking about your mother.

So what, he just gives you gifts?

I-I didn't know patients
were allowed to do that.

I'd be glad to give you something.

-Adrian, it's really not necessary.
-I've thought about it.

I've thought about it. A lot.

I have. I mean, I--

I wouldn't even be wherever it is I am

without you, Dr. Kroger.

I mean, I'm grateful.

-Adrian.
-I'm very grateful.

-Adrian. Adrian.
-And I wish I could think of--

Adrian.

Don't buy me anything.

It's really not appropriate,

and it's very important to me
that you understand this.

Okay?

So what are you, about a 42 regular?

[cell phone vibrates]

I'm sorry, uh, y-your mother?

Any meals in particular
that you might, uh--

-You wanna take that call?
-No, no, no.

It's, uh, just Troy, my-my son.

It's a message from his school. He…

didn't show up again.

-Maybe he's sick.
-No, he's not sick.

He's probably in some parking lot

listening to trash metal music
and skateboarding with his friends.

You know, the truth is I'm at a loss here.

I have been a therapist for 22 years.
I-I don't know what to do with him.

Would you like me…

to talk to the boy?

No.

No, thank you.

[metal music thumping]

Whoo! Yes, I'm gonna get this one.

-I'm gonna get it.
-Hit it this time, man.

I wanna see some mad air, bro.
I want to see you like this.

-All right, here we go.
-Mad air!

-[screams]
-Get up-- oh!

-[laughter]
-Wicked!

-Dude, wicked.
-Come on.

-Whoo!
-Are you good?

-Where's my board?
-Let's go!

-Oh, dude.
-Yeah, um…

Hey, I'm really sorry about that, man.
I didn't mean for it to--

Hey, mister.

Whoa, are you okay?

Yo, I think he's dead.

What? Excuse me.

Hey, mister, wake up. Wake up!

Whoa.

He is dead.

What?

-Oh…
-Yo, that's messed up, man.

Oh, check this out!

West Bay Trust?

-I bet they're from that robbery.
-What robbery?

It was all over the news, man.
There was a big robbery yesterday.

They got away with,
like, $2 million!

So where's the money?

He buried it.

How do you know?

It's a treasure map.

X marks the spot.

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

♪ 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'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 ♪

-Okay, this is it.
-Wait, wait, wait.

What if he wants a cut?

I mean, we can't cut anyone else in, man.

This is our shot.
This is our once-in-a-lifetime.

He's not gonna get a cut, okay?
We're not even gonna mention the money.

-Weren't you listening?
-Uh…

Okay, just let me do all the talking.
Give me the map.

-Where's the map?
-Got it.

-Give me it.
-What are you doing?

-Give me the map.
-No, why can't I hold it?

[overlapping shouting]

Troy.

[plastic crinkling]

It's a map.

Yes, I can see that.

And your English teacher drew this?

Yeah, we're all
in the same class together,

-and we're reading Treasure Island.
-It's about pirates.

I think it was written by a pirate.

-Yeah.
-Totally.

No, Robert Louis Stevenson.

Not a pirate.

See, we kinda messed up.

We're flunking out of the class.

The truth is we've been ditching school.

Yes, your father mentioned that.

What's with all this plastic?

Oh, that couch is, um,

what's the word? Mine.

Okay, so this is like homework?

Extra credit.
You see, our teacher, Mr. Broderick,

he's giving us one more chance.

Yeah, see he drew this map

and said if we could
follow it and find the X

like the pirates did in the book,

then he wouldn't flunk us.

Ooh! Did he bury something?

-Oh, there's nothing buried.
-It's totally just a game. Extra credit.

Yeah, he said all we have to do
is find the X and, uh, take a picture.

With a camera.

Yeah, we're telling you the truth.

Right, I-I'm sure you are.

Yeah, but it's in code or something.
We can't really figure it out.

So you want me

to help you decipher the map?

-[all] Yes.
-I mean, awesome, dude.

-Exactly. That's awesome.
-We need to decipher the map.

The only thing is, is you can't tell
anybody you're helping us.

Not even my father.

Because we're supposed to be
doing it ourselves.

Yeah, you can't tell anybody.
Even if they lock you up.

Why-why would they lock us up?

Would you excuse us for one… minute?

We'll just be right back.

Something's not right. I don't trust them.

-Why not?
-Because they're guys, teenage guys.

So that automatically means they're lying?

Yes, it does.

-Why else would they be here?
-I don't--

Natalie, I can't say no.

It's Dr. Kroger's kid.
The doctor's always been there for me.

Three times a week. Weekends. Holidays.

I've been racking my brain trying
to figure out a way to pay him back.

You made me--

No. Ow. Get off!

It's… testosterone.

-[chuckles]
-Ow! My God!

-Get him.
-I can't breathe like this. Ow!

Hey, Troy, you gonna buy that map?

We were thinking about it, Morris.

So we figured "BBQ" means barbecue.

-That makes sense.
-Yeah.

But we checked every barbecue in town,
and there's none in that area.

Plus, there's no zoo or Route 44.

-I can't sell you these.
-Oh, wait, I have ID.

There's no way you're 47.

You can't prove I'm not.

I'm in your homeroom, man.

So, wha-- oh, I can't buy beer here?

-No.
-I'm totally 47.

-Dude, no.
-Elle Decor?

Yeah, it's a home magazine.
You wouldn't be into it.

I could be. I'm into lots of stuff.

I got a corn snake who eats mice.

I'm old enough to be your mother.

But you're not.

Hey, hey, guys. Over here.

Check this out. We totally got something.

-Mr. M.?
-Okay.

I don't think this is "Route 44"

because it's going north to south,

and highways with even numbers
always go east to west.

I think it's a mile marker.

Didn't I tell you? He's a genius.

Look, this is the reservoir, right?

So that means this is Old Lake Road,

mile marker 44.

-Let's do it!
-All right, so we'll follow you.

No, no, no.
Mr. Monk and I have to be together

because he's the navigator.

So Ridley, you go with Natalie.

Uh, yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa.
No, no, no, no, I will, uh--

Pez and Ridley, you guys take my car.

-[Troy] Good idea.
-Wait, wait, no, no, no, no.

Um…

Mr. Monk, help me, help me.

Uh, Mr. Monk--

[speaking gibberish]

[hard rock music blasting]

[tires squeal]

[Disher] Huh.

We had two bad guys in the bank.

Guard shot one of them.

Wasn't this guy.
This is your basic no-frills heart attack.

-Guess that's one way to catch a crook.
-I'll take it.

-Where's the money?
-That's a good question.

Here's another one. Where's his partner?

Here's another one. Who is he?

So far, he's John Doe.

No wallet. No cell phone.
Somebody picked him clean.

Probably his pal.

Maybe.

Maybe some kids.

-Kids?
-Yeah. Skateboarders.

They were here earlier today.

We got a ramp. We got skid marks.

And we've got a scratch. It's fresh.

I'd say three, maybe four hours.

-[Disher] Captain.
-Yep.

Store receipt from Aunt Boo's.

Yeah, we know he went
to Aunt Boo's, Randy.

We got wrappers all over the car.

Yes, sir, I know. Uh, can I have it?

Can you have what?

This.

There's a contest.
It's like a promotional thing.

Collect all the pieces,
you get free refills for life.

I've been looking for this one
for six months.

Ha, free refills for life.

Captain.

Captain, I drink four of these a day.

I live to be 100, that's, like…

a million dollars.

Randy, a security guard
was shot and killed.

-This is a homicide investigation.
-Yes, sir, I know.

This coupon is three weeks old.
CSI guys just cleared it.

It's not part of the case.

Cap-cap-Captain,
you're a spiritual person.

I mean, you believe in God, right?

I think this happened for a reason.

Him dying, me finding this.

What are you talking about?

Circle of life.

That's The Lion King.

Exactly. Except instead of a lion,
it's me.

And instead of a baby cub,
it's a Diet Coke.

Randy, I'm gonna let you
have the receipt on one condition.

You know what you just said
about the lion, and the baby cub,

and the Diet Coke?

You don't ever repeat that again
as long as I'm alive, understood?

Yes, sir.

[officer] Captain.

-Blood.
-A lot of it.

Soaked into the seat.

There was a body back here.

[slurps loudly]

[rock music blasting]

Hey, what's that mean, "the Zoo"?

I've got the map.
Just keep your eyes on the road.

There's no zoo up here.
Where's the freakin' zoo?

Blinker-- blink-- blinker.

I never use my blinker.

I don't like people
to know what I'm thinking.

[Ridley] So your husband's deceased?

He was a Navy pilot.

-What happened?
-I'd really rather not talk about it.

Did he crash?
I thought they had ejector seats.

She said she doesn't
want to talk about it, nimrod.

Oh.

The point is, you're a single woman.

You're alone. That must be tough.

I'm doing okay.

Nat, I mean, this is me you're talking to.
Come on.

Now, I know that you think
that I'm just a loser or a zero,

but you never know.

Things happen.

I mean,
I could hit the lottery or something.

[both chuckling]

Don't you have to be 18
to win the lottery?

There are all different kinds
of lotteries.

Weird stuff happens all the time.

You got that right.

-Yeah.
-[both laughing]

You guys planning something?

-Uh, no.
-No, no.

[chatter under music]

[Monk] C-c-could we turn this down?

It is down.

Could we turn it down further?

Down.

[music gets softer]

So my dad talks about me in the sessions?

Sometimes.

What does he say?

Well, he's worried about you.

He doesn't know why you're so angry.

He wouldn't. He's impossible.
Have you ever tried talking to him?

Yes, I have.

Three times a week.

No, you're paying him.
He has to talk to you.

With me, it's like he doesn't even try.

He just regurgitates that psychobabble
crap he learned in college.

-Wanna hear something funny?
-No.

When I was a kid,
guess what I wanted to be.

A shrink like my old man.

Maybe you will.

Yeah, or maybe I won't
have to work at all.

Anyway, next time you're in session,

tell him I said hi.

Troy, pull over. Pull over.

It's not a "Z."

It's a "2."

The 200.

That means we take the next left--

-Yes!
-Yes, it's gonna happen.

-I can feel it.
-I can smell it!

-Dude! Oh! Whoo!
-This is it!

No, thank you.

-Kay.
-[laughs]

You okay? If you need anything,
you let me know, all right.

Thank you.

-Hey, how's that eye?
-I'm fine. It's not as bad as it looks.

Mr. Connelly.

Karen, you didn't need to come in today.

I know, I just-- I didn't want
to be alone.

Well… I'm glad you're here.

-Any calls?
-Uh, the police.

Detectives keep calling.

Anybody else?

-Nope, that's it.
-Okay.

-Thanks.
-Bye.

-[Monk] We are. We're facing north, right?
-[Natalie] Right.

There's the reservoir.

There's supposed to be a barbeque
over there?

Barbeque. That doesn't make any sense.

How old do you think she is?

I don't know, 34 maybe.

That's twice my age.

So when you're 60, she'll be 120.

-[cell phone rings]
-Oh.

Where'd you get that phone?

-From the guy.
-The dead guy?

-What? He's not using it.
-Don't answer that!

-Dude, don't touch my phone.
-What are you doing? No!

-Just see who it is!
-Don't answer that!

-Don't answer that! Come on.
-Come on, man!

Yo.

-Tony?
-Yeah.

You were supposed to call.
Where the hell you been?

[gruff voice] Sorry, uh, bad connection.

So how'd it go?
Did you bury our little package?

Yeah, yeah, I buried the package.

I just hope I found the right place.

Look, if you could just remind me
where exactly, uh, it--

Who is this?

[sighs]
This is your new partner, nimrod.

-Where's Tony?
-Look, don't worry about Tony.

You got other stuff to worry about.
We got the map.

-The map?
-That's right.

And sooner or later,
we're gonna find where the money is.

But if you wanna save us some time,
we might be willing to cut you in.

[Stottlemeyer] Thank you.

-What happened?
-Yo, he hung up.

Bro…

-What is that, number three?
-It's four.

Used to pay three-fifty for these.

And you're still single. Go figure.

-At some point, I'm gonna need a bathroom.
-No kidding.

Steven Connelly.

Captain Leland Stottlemeyer, SFPD.

This is Lieutenant Disher. Got a minute?

Just spent three hours with the FBI.

-It's been kind of a rough day.
-And I appreciate that, sir.

This won't take long. Something's come up.

That's Jack Connelly.

Hey, you remember him?

Happy Jack Connelly. He's your brother?

Don't remind me.

Do you recognize him?

No.

-No, was he one of them?
-You tell us.

You got the best look at 'em.

Uh, I was pretty busy opening the safe.

Getting beat up.

Besides, they were wearing masks.

I think that's it.

Was he the one that was shot?

No, no, he died of a heart attack.

We found him in a parking lot
in Pacific Heights.

-I'm sorry I can't help you.
-Oh, I think that's it.

Can you think of anything else?

[sighs]

Uh…

[Disher whimpers]

Uh…

-Anything at all?
-[whimpering]

Okay, if you do, please give me a call.

-Absolutely.
-I have a question.

Where's your bathroom?

It's in the lobby, but it's out of order.

Do you have another one for executives?

No, we've been using the one
in the deli around the block.

No further questions.

Captain, I'll meet you out front.

[Disher groans and whimpers]

[train whistle blows]

It's 5:30. What are we doing?

Let's just forget it.

Wanna go behind that tree and make out?

No, thank you.

-How 'bout that tree?
-No, thanks.

[Monk] Sorry, you guys.

I tried. I really-I really did.

Seem to have hit a wall.

Maybe if I just talked to your teacher.

-[all] No, no, no.
-That's okay.

-I don't think--
-That won't be necessary.

Yeah, that's just gonna-- ha.

What?

It's not a barbeque.

BBQ.

It's a quarry.

[Troy] There it is, I see it.

It's a big X straight ahead.
Do you see it? There it is.

Awesome, man. Cha-ching.

Shut up.

Oh. Wow, this is really
going to increase our GPA.

Yeah, definitely.

Listen, thanks a lot, man.

Everything my dad said
about you is totally true.

Not just the weird stuff,
but the good stuff too.

Ha. Well, everything he said
about you is true too.

Don't forget that.

So you guys probably want to go home.
Come on, I'll give you a ride.

Let's go.

Wait, wait, don't you want to
get a picture?

Uh, yeah. Uh, right.

[shutter snaps]

You guys, come on.
The money will still be there.

Come on.

[makes popping noises]

[Kroger chuckles]

Boy, you're in a good mood.

-Just finished a big case.
-Ah.

Well, then, it must have gone well.

You could say that.

Oh, it sounds interesting.

Wasn't a big case,
but in some ways, it was…

the most important case of my career.

Well, I am intrigued.

-I'll bet you are.
-[chuckling]

Well, was it, what, for the city?

No. It was a private client.

It was a chance to help a friend of mine,
a very dear friend.

Well, I'm sure he appreciates it.

He doesn't even know about it.

And I'm not gonna tell him.

I don't want him to feel indebted.

See, now that is the purest form
of charity.

You know, to help someone

and not take any credit.

-What?
-Nothing, it's--

How's Troy doing?

He's much better. Thank you for asking.

You know, he…

he came downstairs this morning

whistling. [chuckles]

Opens up the curtains and says,
"What a beautiful day."

I said, "Is that my son?"

[both chuckle]

Sounds like he has a whole new attitude.

I think his schoolwork
is gonna start improving too.

Yeah, well, I-I hope you're right.

I know I'm right.

Well, I hope so.

I know so.

-Time will tell.
-Yes.

It will.

We hit a wall
on that West Bay Trust robbery.

I wanted to run a couple of things by you.

We could have done this yesterday,
but you were on your little road trip.

What was that about?

I was helping Dr. Kroger's kid
with his homework.

Who, Troy?

Yeah, the boy needs a role model,
somebody to look up to.

What, you're gonna help him find one?

Actually, Mr. Monk
did a great job yesterday.

He was like a big brother.
You would have been proud of him.

[slurping loudly]

Excuse me.

Let's do this.

We've got surveillance video
from the bank.

There we go.

Wednesday. 9:18 in the morning.

Two Caucasian males
enter the Vinton Street branch.

They pistol-whip Steven Connelly,
the assistant branch manager.

Yeah, and guess who his brother is.

Happy Jack Connelly.

-Remember him?
-Uh-huh.

[Stottlemeyer] 9:21. It all hits the fan.

Security guard gets off one round.

This guy, the guy
in the green ski mask is hit,

we think in the chest.

They kill the security guard,
grab the cash.

Two minutes later, they're gone.

Yesterday, Thursday, we find one of 'em

in a parking lot dead as dust.

-From the gunshot?
-Nope, this is the other guy.

Mr. Black Ski Mask.

It was a heart attack.
One cheeseburger too many.

We found blood in the backseat.
No body. No footprints.

And no money.

Double cross?

Maybe.

Or somebody else found him.

Could have been some kids,
hanging out, skateboarding.

[slurps loudly]

We traced the car.
Mr. Black's name was Tony Gammalobo.

Single. Forty-seven years old.

Lives in Daly City.

Did four years in Arizona.

Ring a bell?

He was 47?

No way you're 47.

I'm totally 47.

You-you said there were kids.

It's possible. We're checking it out.

Whoever it was, they cleaned him out.

They got his cell phone,
his wallet, everything.

What kind of cell phone?

It was a…

We found the charger.

Yeah, it was a Motorola.

What-- what do they look like?

I've got the same model.

It's in my pocket.

[Natalie] You okay?

I-I just remembered something.

I have to go.

-You're leaving?
-Yeah, I'm sorry.

I have to talk to Troy about something.

Well, I'll go with you.

No, no, no, no.

This is between me and him.
You… you stay here. I'll call you.

-What was that about?
-I don't know.

[slurps loudly]

I don't care.

Free refills for life.

Pretty sweet, huh?

No, you gotta bite the end off, nimrod.

Dude, this is awesome.

Oh, hey, Mr. M.

Uh-oh.

What's the name of the pirate

in Treasure Island?

-Excuse me?
-Tell me one thing about Treasure Island.

You never read it, did you?

There was no assignment.

Where did you get the map?

Listen, let's just relax, okay?

You found it in a car next to a body.

This is not a game.

Troy.

A man was killed in that bank.

Hey, man, we can explain.

Yeah.

Go ahead.

Not now. I mean, we need a few days.

-Are you gonna tell the cops?
-I don't have to tell the cops.

I am the cops.

Mr. Monk, please,
you can't tell my father.

I mean, you know what this will do to him.
It'll break his heart.

Oh, God, it will break his heart.

Okay, okay, okay, okay. Let me think.

-Where's the money?
-In my trunk.

All right, I have an idea.
We're gonna go back to that quarry.

Oh, I can't go back there.
I'm supposed to be--

Not you.

Just me and Troy.

I have to know exactly
where you found that money.

Show me everything you did.

Then I'll take the map and the cash
to Captain Stottlemeyer.

Maybe there's a way
to keep your name out of it.

Well, it was fun while it lasted.

No, it wasn't.

[Monk] Take me through it one more time.

We got here at around midnight,
maybe 12:30.

We parked the car over there.

We saw the red X,
and we started digging.

Can you see okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Look, it's just gravel.
It's not gonna kill you.

[Monk] Huh. Gravel. Yeah.

I'm fine. Thank you, Troy.

But that is not the right place.

According to the map,
it should have been over there.

In line with that shed.

Yeah, but the X was here, so we dug here.

Think about it.
Why would they bury $2 million

and then leave a giant X marking the spot?

They're bank robbers.
That doesn't make any sense.

There wasn't $2 million
when we dug that hole.

We only pulled out, like, five grand.

Five thousand dollars? Are you sure?

Yeah. We counted it
like a hundred times.

We figured that the bank just said that
to rip off the insurance company.

Everybody does it.

Yeah, like when my house got robbed,
my dad said we had a rare coin collection.

He did?

[ominous music]

What is that?

What is that back there?

It's a hole. Like a pit.

No, no, no. No, no, no, behind you.

Over here.

It's a ski mask.

It wasn't here yesterday.

[object clatters]

[whispering] Troy.
Troy, get back in the car.

Come on, we gotta go.

-Wait, why? What's wrong?
-Come on, come on. We gotta go!

I think we were followed.

-Okay.
-Go!

I'm going.

-Make it go. Make it go. Make it go!
-I'm going!

-Make it go. Make it go. Make it go.
-I'm trying to make it go.

-It stalled.
-Make it start. Make it start.

Make it start.

-What?
-What's it doing?

-[both grunt]
-[indistinct yelling]

[both screaming]

What--

What-what happened? Where'd it go?

-I don't know.
-Where'd it go?

-Try to back up. Try to back up.
-Okay, okay, okay, okay.

[engine struggles]

It's dead! It's not-- it's not working.

-It's not working.
-Let's go.

[Troy] It won't start!

We're stuck. We're stuck in here.

-Come on!
-[engine struggling]

Wait, wait.

Look.

[both screaming]

[dark music]

[ominous music]

What time is it?

Oh… my God.

Is that a.m. or p.m.?

-A.m.
-Oh, my God!

I'm gonna get out and push.

It's locked.

It's not locked, Mr. Monk.

Stop!

Troy.

-Unlock the door.
-The door isn't locked, Mr. Monk.

I've told you a thousand times.

Troy, I am not joking around.

Listen, let's just take it easy.
Okay, Mr. Monk?

-[gravel clattering]
-[Monk moans]

Mr. Monk, just keep it together.

We're gonna be okay.

Cell phone. Cell phone!

I already checked. Like, four hours ago.

There's no signal.

Try the other one.
The-the one you took off of Gammalobo.

-Who?
-Bank robber! The dead guy!

Dead guy, bank robber.

-Nothing.
-Push all the buttons.

'Cause you're not hitting all the buttons.

What-what-what's this?

Calls he received.

[Monk] Jack Connelly.
And Steve Connelly?

Four, five…

Calls from the bank.

From the bank.

Oh, my God.

What?

Troy, I know what happened.

Yay.

I just… solved the case.

Bro, that game's pretty tough.
I can't figure it out.

-Hey, I was just thinking about you.
-Well, don't. I mean it, Ridley.

Well, you can't stop somebody
from thinking about somebody.

Yes, I can. Don't think about me again.

Now, where's Mr. Monk?
He never came home all night.

Didn't he tell you?

Tell me what?

[Monk groans]

Maybe we should conserve the battery.

[Monk] No, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no!

All right, we'll keep the lights on.

-Stop!
-[moaning]

Mr. Monk, try--

Mr. Monk, try not to think
about where we are.

Concentrate on something else.

You solved the case, right?
You said you solved the case?

Well, talk to me about it.
Yeah, tell me about the case.

There was a bank robbery.

It was a…

it was an inside job.

[Monk] The branch manager,
Connelly,

must have masterminded the whole thing.

It was him,

Tony Gammalobo,

and Connelly's brother, Jack.

He made sure they beat him up
so nobody would suspect him.

Then it went wrong.
Connolly's brother was shot.

Must have died a few hours later.

So Connelly had a problem.
He had to get rid of the body.

If the cops found it, they'd identify him.

They'd know it was his brother,
and they'd know it was an inside job.

This wasn't the treasure map.

This was where Connelly
wanted his brother buried.

But there was money--
$5,000.

Connelly put that money there later.

He wanted you to find it.

He didn't have time to dig up his brother.

He made a big X and buried a few bucks.

He figured if you found any amount
of money, you'd be satisfied.

You'd stop looking around
and just go home.

So what do we do now?

I don't know… about you,

but I plan on suffocating.

[sobs]

-[crying]
-Mr. Monk.

-[babbling]
-Mr. Monk, look at me.

[babbling]

Look at me!

You're gonna be okay.

I know. Let's play a game.

Yeah, you and me are gonna
play a game, Mr. Monk.

Twenty Questions.

You can think of anything.

Any word you want. Anything.

Animal, vegetable, mineral, anything.

Mineral.

It's a mineral.

-Is it gravel?
-Yes, it's gravel!

It's gravel.

Gravel!

It's gravel!

It's gravel, okay?

Gravel! It's everywhere.

And he was coming back here?

That's what they said.

Well, he's not here now.

Must have gone home.

Let's go.

[slurps]

Okay, come on, keep going.

March 2nd.

1967.

It was partly cloudy.

They said it was supposed to rain,

but… it never did.

Good. You're doing great.

So, okay, next day.

March 3rd.

-1967.
-Mm-hmm.

It was sunny.

[car doors closing]

-A… little windy.
-Shh!

Wait, listen. No, no, no, no.

-Windy.
-No.

-[engine revs]
-It's a car.

[Stottlemeyer] Buckle up.

-Down here!
-Help!

-Here!
-Somebody!

Help!

[Disher] Captain, stop the car.

[tires squeal]

-I gotta pee.
-[Natalie] Again?

[Disher] Sorry, I gotta go.

-We're down here!
-Somebody!

Help us!

I told you to go at the filling station.

[groans]

Down here!

-Somebody help! Come on!
-Hey!

Wait, wait, wait, I got an idea.

What--

What are you doing?

-Trust me.
-Help!

I've got two 12-inch subwoofers

and 1,600 watts' worth
of power back there, man.

I'm gonna blow this thing up.

Yes.

No-- oh, no, please, God, no.

No, not that crap.

Don't you have anything else?

-This'll be good.
-Oh, no.

[rock music blares]

Hurry up.

[Disher groans] Ohh. Much better.

Oh, much better.

[faint rock music]

What are you doing?

-You hear that?
-Hear what?

Turn the car off.

[music blasting]

Come here. Come here. Do you hear that?

Shh!

[faint, muffled music continues]

I know that song.

Oh, my God, it's Troy!

Down there!

Randy! Randy, call it in.

Call it in. Get a crane down here!

We're gonna need some paramedics.

Monk!

Monk, we're coming.

Come on!

-Down here!
-[music blasting]

[loudly] You can turn off the music now.

It is off. It's been off for over an hour.

That's what I'm saying.
I can still hear it.

It's terrible.

Oh, Mr. Monk, that music saved your life.

I'm not going to lie, Randy.

Can't you just say I had a hunch?

But you didn't have a hunch.

You had to pee, and that's what
I'm putting in my report.

How's he doing?

He's doing just fine.

Feds just picked up Connelly.

He already coughed up the money.

-Good job.
-[Natalie squeals]

How's Troy doing?

He's great. He's great.

He said he changed his mind
about going to college.

He said that he might actually
want to study psychology.

Ah!

[clears throat]

So how you doing?

Uh, yeah, uh…

What happened down there?

I had a little talk with the boy.

Heart to heart.

Hmm.

-It's important to listen.
-Hmm.

You know, that's really
the main thing, listening.

No, no, listening-- listening is good.

-Listening.
-Yeah. Good.

Well, whatever you did, Adrian, thank you.

You gave our family a wonderful gift.

Better than a watch?

[chuckles] Yeah.

-Better than a wristwatch.
-Tell Harold.

I don't think that's appropriate.

-Call him right now.
-No, we're not calling--

-Natalie, where's your phone?
-Here, sit down.

Why do you have his number?

-A watch, give me a break.
-No, you don't need to be call--

Did I ever say to you that it was Harold?
I never said it was Harold.

No, do not call. Adrian, sit down.
Just sit down.

[theme music playing]