All language subtitles for Monk_S06E13_Mr. Monk and the Three Julies.English (CC)

[light jazz music playing]

Can I eat these now?

He doesn't want me
to get crumbs on the seat.

-New car?
-[Stottlemeyer] Yep!

[Monk] Wow.

They finally signed off on her last night,

after about three years
of begging and pleading

and weeping openly.

What do you think of that color, huh?

You like it?

I love that color.

It's black, isn't it?

No, it's Midnight Onyx.

Yeah, it's got satellite radio,
eight speakers.

Randy, what the hell are you doing?

You're getting salt all over the hood.

-Does he remind you of anybody?
-No.

-You… you missed a spot there.
-[squeaking]

-You have the warrant?
-Right here.

Okay, we're looking for a nine millimeter.
Automatic.

Monk thinks it's somewhere
in the building.

So we're gonna tear the place apart
top to bottom.

Let's do it.

Natalie, hang on to this radio.
We'll call you when the place is secure.

-You got a little something.
-[Disher] Captain?

-Yeah, hang on a minute.
-Captain, we need to do this.

[Stottlemeyer] Is that a scratch?

It'll rub out. No big deal.

-Here, keep an eye on her for me, will ya?
-Okay.

[Stottlemeyer chuckles]

[car alarm chirps]

[Natalie laughs] Speaking of cars,
guess where Julie is today.

-Yeah?
-Driver's ed.

She's taking her test tomorrow.
Can you believe it? God.

She wants me to get her a used car,
but I don't know what to do.

Just say no.
You obviously can't afford it.

Right?

Have you ever tried
saying no to a teenager?

-How hard can it be?
-Impossible.

They're like a force of nature.
It's like walking into a hurricane.

[dispatcher] Female, Caucasian,
Julie Teeger.

Repeat, all units, possible 187.

[hesitates] The victim's name.
Repeat the victim's name.

[dispatcher] Julie Teeger.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. What's a 187?

Mr. Monk, what's a 187?

-Homicide.
-Oh, my God.

Wait a second. Natalie, what are you…
Natalie, what are you doing?

Call the captain.
Wait! Wait for the captain.

-[car engine starting]
-Just listen to me.

-Natalie! Wait a second.
-[tires screech]

[dramatic music playing]

["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 ♪

♪ Do 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 ♪

[horn honking]

[tires screeching]

Julie, honey. Honey, it's me again.

Where are you? Just pick up, pick up!

Sorry, I cannot let you go in there.

Natalie Teeger. I have to get in there.

-No, I might be her mother.
-Whoa, whoa. Stop!

-[dramatic music playing]
-[Natalie exhales sharply]

[gasps] Oh, my God.

[breathing heavily]

Natalie.

No, it's not her. It's not Julie.

Oh, thank God.

Another Julie Teeger.
What are the odds of that?

Oh, yeah, sorry about that.

It's only a mirror.

-It's just the mirror.
-Leland, I'm so sorry.

I heard the name,
and I just thought Julie…

Natalie, any parent would
have done the same thing.

[Disher] Captain?

Lieutenant Frank's inside.
He's the primary.

-He was wondering, as long as we're here…
-Yeah, as long as we're here.

I'm just gonna meet you inside.
I wanna hear Julie's voice.

-I don't even use my side mirrors.
-Shut up.

[dialer beeps]

-And you live right next door?
-That's right.

I was taking a bath.

-My window was open.
-Cap.

I heard screaming. It sounded like Julie.

That's the victim, Mrs. Teeger.

-Did you hear anything else?
-Just her screaming.

Uh… Then maybe a car.
I think I heard a car driving away.

Okay, screaming
and then a car screeching off.

-What then?
-Then I ran.

I came over here as soon as I could.

How did you get in?

The door was open.

I knew there was something wrong.
Sometimes you can just tell.

I found her in the foyer with that knife.

Yeah, a steak knife
from a rack in the kitchen.

Steak knife?

We… we gave her those knives
for Christmas.

Sir, would you like to sit down?

Hold on, let me…
Let me move this stuff here.

Oh, my. Look at the size
of that handkerchief.

Monk, that's not a handkerchief.
That's somebody's underwear.

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!

Hey hey hey hey!

-He hates underwear?
-Yes.

-There you go.
-Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Julie! Julie!

-Oh, my God, no!
-Hey, hey, hey!

Just calm down! This is a crime scene.
Just calm down.

A crime scene? That's my wife!

What happened? [sniffles]

We're not sure.
We think maybe she interrupted a burglary.

A burglary?

In broad daylight?

Who did this?

[somber music playing]

You find out who did this.

I will. You have my word.

It's me again.
Please, I need to hear your voice.

Call me when you get this.

[man over radio] Tentative ID
on the victim is Julie Teeger.

[officer] Unit nine, could you repeat
the name of the victim?

[man over radio] Julie Teeger.
That's T for Thomas. Teeger.

Unit nine, this has gotta be a mix-up.
We're at the Teeger scene on Bose Street.

I don't know what to tell you, buddy.
I'm looking at her ID right now.

Julie Teeger. The picture matches.
Definitely her.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[car engine starting]

[tires screeching]

Natalie!

-Natalie!
-[car revving]

What the hell's her problem?

It's not her. It's not her.

-Another Julie Teeger?
-It's impossible.

-Very nearly.
-But this one is totally different.

It was an accident.
She was a graduate student.

She was on her bike. Probably riding home.

And some guy hit her
and just kept on going.

But her name is definitely Julie Teeger,
spelled the same?

Actually, these kind of things
happen all the time.

I once took this course in statistics.

There was this woman in Michigan.
She won the lottery.

Next day she got bit by a shark.

And what does that prove?

I don't know.
I ended up dropping the class.

What the hell happened?
It was only two miles.

I took a shortcut.
I cut across the creek.

There's no bridge across the creek.

I know.

There's no bridge across the creek.

Yes, I know.

There's no bridge across the creek.

Captain, I am sorry.
I will pay for everything.

No, it's okay. It's insured.

Yeah, remember, sir, you did say

that any parent
would have done the same thing.

Uh-huh.

I think I need to be alone.

Here.

Hmm.

[Disher] What is it?

Her bike.

She has all the safety features.

Flashers, two mirrors.

-She was obviously very careful.
-[Natalie] So?

So what was she doing
on the wrong side of the road?

[whimsical suspenseful music playing]

Monk.

Check this out.

What is it?

This bruise, it's square.

It's from a trailer hitch. Cap?

He chased her across the park.

He hit her

and then he backed up to finish her off.

He backed up?

He ran her over.

This was no accident.

They're two homicides.
Same name on the same day.

Is somebody killing Julie Teegers?

Oh, my God.

[ominous music playing]

[man] Oh, my God.

Miss Teeger, what are you doing?

Turning.

I could have sworn
we just passed a stop sign

but I must have been imagining things.

Just pull over.

[Julie] Sorry, I didn't see it.

I can understand that.
They hid it so cleverly…

on top of that big post.

All right, Miss Teeger,
let's be adventurous.

Let's try a three-point turn.

Now, what's the first thing you do?

Pray.

[spluttering] I'm just kidding.
That was a joke.

You might want to save all your prayers
for your driving test tomorrow.

Okay. The three-point turn.

-Hold it!
-[tires screech]

What'd you forget?

Your blinker.

Oh, well, uh…

Is that a big deal?
I mean… there's nobody around.

[siren blaring]

Okay, okay. I'm… I'm using…
I'm using my blinker! My blinker is on!

-Thank God, Julie. Honey. Honey!
-Mom?

-What's going on?
-You have to come with us right now!

Okay.

-What's going on?
-Sorry, sorry.

Oh, my God! It was just a blinker!

She's okay.

She's fine. Natalie just picked her up.
She's heading home.

I want a car out front of her house 24/7.

Make it two cars.
And a uniform at her back door.

'Course she's gonna feel sorry for him
and invite him in.

Um, tell him to stay outside
and to stay sharp.

How many Julie Teegers
do you think there could be?

I have no idea.
We're checking the phone directories.

What about children?
They wouldn't all be listed.

That's true.

Check the schools, public and private,
and birth records.

-The whole country?
-Start in California,

work your way up the coast.

What about women who are married
who changed their names?

He's right. Call social security.

-You got it. When do you want it?
-How about now?

How about tonight?

How about you get busy?

Any ideas?

[Monk sighs] I don't know.

I don't know. All right. Okay, maybe…

Maybe a hit man was paid
to kill Julie Teeger

but he doesn't know what she looks like.

And he's killing all of them?

Monk, that doesn't track.
The MOs are so different.

The housewife was stabbed
and the graduate student was run down.

I know, I know.

It doesn't make any sense.
Okay, forget it.

-Captain?
-Yeah.

Hey, Monk, I've got two ideas.

-Two ideas?
-Yeah, which one do you want first?

The one that'll make me less pissed off.

Theory A.

I remembered this old case,
Matthew Teeger.

Thirty-five years old,

guy's been committed twice
for acute schizophrenia and delusions.

-Any arrests?
-Yeah.

Assault three years ago.
He attacked his stepfather.

He said he was defending his mother.

Apparently he's obsessed with her.
Guess what her name is?

Juliet Teeger.

A history of violence
and a mother obsession.

I like it.

-I like it too. Let's talk to this guy.
-What about the other idea?

You said you had two.

Uh, yeah, it's just a long shot.

The Terminator?

Yeah, just brainstorming, you know?
[chuckles]

You think he might be a robot assassin
sent from the future?

Well, he was killing women
with the same names. Forget it.

[in Austrian accent] Sarah Connor,
come with me if you want to live.

That was T2.

[in normal voice] Well, maybe we could
lure him to a smelting plant

on the outskirts of town.

Can I have that back, please?

[in Austrian accent]
And things of this nature.

[car rumbles, sputters]

[Disher] What a dump.

[Monk] But you can tell
it used to be beautiful.

How does something like that happen?

I don't know, maybe Natalie
drove it someplace.

Hello?

Mrs. Teeger?

You all right?

We're with the police department, ma'am.
We've been trying to reach you.

We have reason to believe
you may be in some danger!

Hello?

Mrs. Teeger?

Taxidermy.

[record scratching]

It's nice to have a hobby.

Can't imagine growing up
in a house like this.

I can.

All right, let's spread out.

Randy, check out back.

Check the basement.

Monk, you check upstairs.

[door creaking]

Mrs. Teeger?

Juliet?

Don't be afraid.

I'm with the, uh… I'm with the police.

We think young Matthew might be involved
in something.

Do you know where he is, ma'am?

We just wanna talk to him.

Ma'am?

Have you-- Excuse me?

Are you okay?

Are you… are you dead?

[whispering] Please be alive.
Please be alive.

Please.

Please don't be one
of those skeleton ladies.

[menacing music playing]

Please be dead. Please be dead.

Ugh!

I just wanna thank you again
for seeing me on such short notice.

Were you sleeping?

No, not really. No.

I'm happy to do it.

Your wife didn't sound happy.
I could hear her in the background.

No, Madeline is fine.

Part of the job and she knows that.

Does she have Tourette's syndrome?

Yes. Yes, she does.

So, uh… [clears throat]
A glass eyeball, huh?

The mother died three months ago.
The son never reported it.

Wait, did the son kill the mother?

The doctors say no.
It was a heart aneurysm.

Her son, Matthew,
is an amateur taxidermist.

He stuffed her body.

Carried her from room to room
like nothing happened.

Yeah, I have heard of cases like that.

See, he couldn't function without her.

And they call it
radical cognitive bonding.

At least I never dug Trudy up
and had her stuffed and mounted, right?

Yes, and I've always been
very proud of you for that.

Thank you.

So, um, the son. Where is the son?

That's the problem. He just disappeared.

Do you think he's tracking down women

who have the same name
as his mother, Julie Teeger?

Is that possible?

Yes, Adrian, anything is possible,
unfortunately.

You know, Natalie must be scared to death.

I brought his file with me.

I was hoping you could take a look at it.

Adrian, remember,
this isn't a patient of mine.

I have never met this man.

So I could only make an educated guess.

We'll take it.

[sighs]

[dramatic music playing]

[car door closes]

[car engine starting]

I know.

They have been parked out front all night,

and Lieutenant Disher
is in our living room.

I feel like I'm in a spy movie. [giggles]

-Honey, what are you doing?
-Talking to Katie.

I told you to stay away from the window.
This is not a game.

Katie, I better go.

My mom is having an anxiety attack.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.

-And no headphones.
-Why not?

I want you to be able to hear me
if something happens.

Mom, I really think you're overreacting.

Well, that's my job,
so let me just do my job.

Hey, w-w-what's this?

Oh, um, it's your homework.

I had the officers pick it up from school.

What?

I can't go to school?

So now I'm a prisoner in my own house.

Why? I… I didn't do anything wrong.

It's not fair.

I know, honey. It's not.

-Well, for how long?
-I don't know.

Just until they catch this guy.

Mr. Monk and the whole department
are out looking for him.

Well, what about my driver's test?

Well, we might have
to reschedule that, okay?

No. No, no, no.

I've been waiting my whole life
to get my license.

Honey, I don't think you appreciate
how serious this situation is.

I don't think you appreciate this.

I am taking that test tomorrow

with or without your permission.

[sighs]

How's she doing?

Well, there are two dead women
named Julie Teeger

and all she cares about
is her driver's test.

[Natalie sighs]

Well, maybe it's healthy.
She's living her life.

Yeah, meanwhile I'm a wreck.

[sighs]

Vanilla fudge, my favorite.

Yeah, I know. I got it from your freezer.

Randy, I need to ask you a favor.

The answer is yes.

-I need a gun.
-The answer is no.

I know how to use it.

When we lived on the base,
Mitch took me to the range all the time.

[snorts] So apply for a permit.

No, no, I cannot wait two weeks.
I need something now.

I need something in my hand.

I just feel so helpless
sitting here waiting.

Well, she's gonna be okay.

-[Natalie sighs]
-I mean, I'm right here, so…

nothing's gonna happen.

She asleep?

No, not yet.

Good, let's pack her up.

There's a room at the station
with a couple of beds.

There's a TV and your own bathroom.

-Why, what happened?
-Nothing. I'm being careful, that's all.

Captain, something happened.
You have to tell me. I'm her mother.

All right.

I thought it was a fairly common name.

I thought there'd be a hundred others.

We checked Nevada, Oregon.

-Went as far east as Colorado.
-And?

And she's the only Julie Teeger
within a thousand miles.

You mean the only one left.

[menacing music playing]

Tape is rolling.

[sneezes]

[exhales] Could you hand me a Kleenex?

Kills 99.9% of cold and flu viruses.

Only 99.9.

Randy, what are you doing?

My bra's itching.

How do they walk around in this stuff?

This is a new low.

Actually, it's not a new low.

That's the sad part.

He's never gonna buy this.

Dr. Kroger thinks he will.

Matthew Teeger has suffered
a pure psychotic break.

He's in complete denial.

His mother never died. Not to him.

The important thing
is that we keep him talking.

[sighs] What if he has a knife?

He's right.

We need a code, a phrase,
in case he's in trouble.

Uh, how about,
"Mother of God, he has a knife"?

No, it needs to be covert.

It needs to be conversational.
Sound natural.

How about, "I wish there were 10 of them"?

-Ten of what?
-Anything.

Well, you see, Monk, I don't think
anybody else would actually say that.

I've heard people say that.

Okay, look, here's the code.

Better late than never.

Yep, got it.

-[Stottlemeyer] You want to write it down?
-I'm good.

Okay, what is it?

Uh, it's…

-Better late than never.
-Yeah, I got it, no problem.

The suspect is approaching the house.

He's entering through the back door.

All right, everybody wait for my signal.

Hi, Mama.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I came by earlier,
there were policemen everywhere.

Yes, they were looking for you, Matthew.

Must have burnt out again.
I'll get another one.

No, no, leave it, leave it.

How the light hurts my eyes.

Are you okay, Mama?

Oh, I've been crying.

Crying about you, Matthew.

The police said that
you've been a bad boy.

Have you been doing something
you shouldn't?

I don't wanna talk about it.

Oh, they said that you've hurt some--

I said I don't wanna talk about it!

[Matthew crying]
I try to be good, Mama. I do.

But it's so hard.

I need some sugar.

Well, you could check the kitchen.

I need some sugar, Mama.
Give me some sugar.

-Sugar
-Oh, no. [coughing]

What are you doing? I have a cold.

-Don't--
-Hold me.

Please just hold me.

There, there.

I've been a bad boy.

First come, first served.
First come, first served.

-[Disher] Out of sight, out of mind.
-[Matthew crying]

There there. Blood is thicker than water.

-What are you doing?
-Oh, nothing.

Mommy's just trying
to remember something, dear.

I wish there were 10 of them.
I wish there were 10 of them.

Repeat, I wish there were 10 of them.

That's close enough. Let's go.

Please, just hold me. I've been a bad boy!

Oh, clean spoon. It's a miracle.

Harriet Teeger, Holda Teeger?

I like Holda.

It's Scandinavian. It means lovable.

Wait, you want to change your name?

Wouldn't you?

Well, honey, I want you to be safe.

That's what's most important.

But I don't want this creep
to change who we are

or how we live.

It's just a name.

You know, naming you Julie
was your dad's idea.

I know. Aunt Julie.

Yeah, but she wasn't just
his favorite aunt.

She was an amazing person.

She was one of the first
female war correspondents.

She was in Vietnam.

She was fearless.

Plus, she practically raised your dad.

I think it's a beautiful name.
It suits you.

Come on, let's keep it.

Okay. Okay.

Besides, Holda Teeger?

[both laugh]

It's all over. We got him.

Thank God!

They're bringing him in right now.

-See?
-Is that him?

[Monk] that's him.

And that's his mother.

You said if they caught him,
I could take my driver's test.

-No, I said maybe.
-Mom.

Okay, let's just leave it up to Mr. Monk.

If he says it's okay, you can go.

No no, don't drag me into this.

As you may recall,
I have enough problems of my own.

*Well, now you have another one.

All right, I gotta go call my parents.
They've been worried sick.

Mr. Monk. Mr. Monk, please.

-I'm begging you.
-Julie!

Mr. Monk, I am begging you.

Julie, look, he's just a suspect.

Listen to me, we haven't
even questioned him yet.

Mr. Monk, he's the guy.

When you came in,
you said it was all over.

Well, it sounded good.
I wanted to make a big entrance.

Look, let me think about it, okay?

Mr. Monk, he's in jail.
He can't do anything now.

Yeah, you know, I'm busy.
I got a lot of things to do.

I got all these yellow pencils.

Everybody's driving. All of my friends.

You were a kid once, weren't you?

Very briefly.

Then you remember what it's like.

I'm just trying to fit in, Mr. Monk.

I just wanna be normal.

Why don't you talk to the captain?

Oh no, not my jurisdiction.

Mr. Monk, the DMV is four blocks away
on Vinton Street.

And if I leave now, I still might make it.

Please, Mr. Monk, look into your heart.

I am begging you.

-Are you Julie Teeger?
-[cuff clicks]

That's my mother's name.

Hey, get him the hell out of here.

You better be careful, Julie Teeger.

Are you okay?

Oh, my God. He is so the guy.

That was, like, a confession.

So I can go now, right?

Mr. Monk, say yes. Say yes. Say yes.

Julie, how are you gonna get there?

Your mother can't just leave.

I could drive her over.

She could drive me over.

Yeah, uh, fine. Okay, good, yeah.

Thank you so much!

Thank you so much, Mr. Monk.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

-Okay, good.
-Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Where's the girl?

The one I was talking to.
I think she's in trouble.

Matthew, listen to me.

You've got other things
to worry about right now.

You told my partner you'd been a bad boy.

We have it on tape.

I was talking to some girls in the park.

That's what I meant.

Mama doesn't like when I talk to girls.

You were more than talking.

You hurt them, didn't you?

There were two women
had the same name as your mother.

No. [spluttering] I wouldn't hurt anybody.

Talk to my mother. She'll tell you.

Where is she?

What did you do with her?

So you love your mother.

Yes.

-I don't think so.
-Yes, I do.

[Stottlemeyer] No, I think
you hate your mother.

-No.
-You hate your mother.

You hate your mother so much

you've been running around,
killing her over and over!

No, no! You're making me sound crazy.
I'm not crazy!

Where's my mother? Where's my mother?

[Matthew whimpers]

Where's m…

Where's my mother?

I want my mother.

Whatcha got there?

My rabbit's foot. It protects me.

Oh, right. Well, you're gonna need it.

You drive a Nissan pickup truck,
don't you?

It has a trailer hitch, right?

I don't know. I guess so.

Yeah.

And I believe this is your knife.

We found it in your boot.

[Matthew] Yeah.

I always wear that.
I've had it my whole life.

I used to get teased a lot.

-Really?
-Yeah.

-If you don't believe me, ask my mother.
-Ask your mother.

He had a knife?

Strapped to his leg.

Randy, victim…

Victim one was killed with a steak knife.

I don't know. I mean, he's a knife freak.

Didn't wanna get his own knife dirty.

I mean, Monk, the guy's certifiable.

He thought I was his mother.

He's crazier than you.

Grant. Hugh Grant.

You know him. That actor? The crazy actor.

Four Weddings and a Funeral.

[gentle suspenseful music playing]

Morning, Miss Teeger.

Mr. Carlson.

Do you have your permit?

[sighs] There you go.

That was something, wasn't it?

I'm not usually a fan
of the insanity defense,

but in this case…

It's just creepy
the way he talked to Julie.

[gunshots]

-Get down.
-[gunshot]

Stay down!

[panicked chatter]

He's gone, Captain.

We were leading him out.
He grabbed Hartman's weapon.

-Who's gone?
-Your guy.

Teeger.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Pick up. Pick up, Julie. Pick up.

-Yeah, he stole a pizza delivery truck.
-She's not picking up.

He's heading west towards the plaza.

I'm leaving with Natalie right now.

We gotta make sure her kid's okay.
Hey, my car's right out front.

I'll drive. I don't think so.

Where the hell is Monk?

Julie Teeger?

She was probably one of the best tenants
I ever had.

Who would do a thing like that?

Run over a girl on her bicycle
and just keep going?

I don't know, ma'am.

[cell phone ringing]

You were told to turn that off.

It's my mother.

Okay. Okay, okay. I'm turning it off.

A lot of packages.

Oh, she got deliveries all the time.

From the eBay.

There's a box missing.

[cell phone ringing]

A yellow one.

Excuse me. Disher.

Did she get a delivery on Thursday?

The day she passed?

Now that you mention it, I think she did.

Monk, Matthew Teeger just bolted.
We gotta roll.

Julie Teeger!

Oh, my God.

-[tires screech]
-[Carlson] What are you doing now?

-[Julie] I'm sorry.
-Julie Teeger!

Miss Teeger.

-He's after me.
-What?

Julie Teeger!

Miss Teeger, stop.

That's not good.

He's trying to kill me!

Miss Teeger, they're just
made of cardboard.

Didn't mean it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[Carlson] Please, please.

Julie Teeger! Julie!

No, Julie Teeger!

[tires screech]

[Carlson] Just stop.

What is that? A three point turn?

Julie, no!

Just stop the car.

[Carlson] All right. Fine, fine.

[Julie] Oh, no. Now we're stuck.

God!

-Julie!
-Oh, my God.

Open it up!

[Julie grunts]

You got him?

Say the word.

-Captain!
-Take the shot.

-[gunshot]
-Wait.

-[Monk exhales] He's not the guy.
-He's not the guy?

[Monk] no, he's just trying to warn her.

Julie, it's okay!

This will protect you but be careful.

There's a crazed killer on the loose.

[panting]

[hissing]

Of course.

So if he's not the guy, who's the guy?

I remember this box
was here in your living room

the day your wife was killed.

And I found this piece
in the other Julie's townhouse.

It's a perfect fit.

I don't understand. What does that prove?

It proves that you killed
both women, Mr. Teeger.

First your wife, then the other Julie.

You were having
an extra-marital sex affair.

-That--
-Don't deny it, Mr. Teeger.

Already talked to her.
Name's Maria Hamilton.

You've been seeing her for three years.

She said you got in a fight last week.

She wanted to teach you a lesson.

[Stottlemeyer] She was a woman scorned.

You left a bunch of things at her place,

she decided to mail them to your wife.

[Monk] But the mailing label was torn.

The post office couldn't read the address.

They delivered the package
to Julie Teeger.

Not your wife.

The other Julie. The wrong Julie Teeger.

[Disher] The post office confirmed it.

The two Julies got their mail mixed up
all the time.

[Monk] She was a good neighbor.

She brought the box over
to the other Julie.

I mean, the second Julie.

I mean your wife.

Whatever happened,
it must have happened quickly.

It got ugly.

You grabbed a knife,

and you killed her right over there
in the hall.

You wanted to make it look
like a burglary.

You wanted to say you weren't even home.

There was just one problem.

You were afraid that Julie Teeger,
not your wife, the other--

You know who I mean.

You were afraid she saw too much.

You ran her down before she got home.

The trailer hitch on your SUV

matches the wound on Julie Teeger's back.

Julie number two, not your Julie.

[sighs]

Yes. I know which one you mean.

I promised that I would catch
your wife's killer. Remember?

-Turn around, Georgie.
-[cell phone ringing]

We'd have been here sooner,
but you got lucky.

There was another Julie Teeger
whose son has a few problems.

Took us a while to realize
we had the wrong guy.

[Natalie] Yes, this is she.

What? Oh, no!

How did this happen?

[sighs] All right. Well, I understand.
Thank you for calling.

What?

That was Julie's school.

They let her re-take her driver's test.

-[sighs]
-Good news?

No! She passed.

Natalie, how will this impact
my sitting in the front seat?

Congratulations!

Sorry, Natalie.

Julie!

Nice wheels, kiddo.

So your mom finally caved in, huh?

She always does.

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah, I'm fine.
My car's still in the shop.

Want a ride?

[chuckles]

What's so funny?

Nothin'.

Thank you. I would love a ride, Julie.

Thank you.

That's Gina and that's Kimberly.

Hi, Gina and Kimberly.

[spluttering] Use your blinker.

-Julie, blinker, blinker.
-[tires screech]

[Julie] Got it, Captain.
It's all under control.

[Julie giggles]

[Stottlemeyer] Julie,
you can go a little faster.

-Come on, drive like your mom.
-[Julie laughs]

[Stottlemeyer] Just kidding.

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