Twelve years ago, Adrian and Trudy Monk are celebrating Christmas and come back from caroling. He thanks her for getting him out of the house. Monk is preparing to go to the midlife clinic where a missing woman, Wendy Stroud, worked. He notices that Trudy is upset and she admits she has a lot on her mind. As he goes, Monk notices a new present under the tree and suspects that it’s a digital watch. Trudy tells him not to open it until they’re together on Christmas. They share a last hug before Monk leaves...Read the full recap
Trudy Monk: I love you.
Adrian: Can't imagine why.
Dr. Malcolm Nash: Excuse me, what are you doing?
Adrian: I was... I was straightening it out a little bit.
Dr. Malcolm Nash: They're umbilical cords. They're never straight.
Stottlemeyer: (points to Monk) I bet his was.
Trudy Monk: You're sleeping by yourself, Adrian.
Adrian: No, I'm not.
Natalie: This is for me. Mr. Monk. Me. Mr. Monk.
Lt. Steven Albright: I'm sorry, I don't get it. Why two separate carts? Why can't we separate them when we get home.
Natalie: Yeah, I stopped asking those questions a long time ago.
Nurse Fitzgerald: We're gonna need some blood.
Adrian: All right, Natalie, give her some blood.
Nurse Fitzgerald: I mean your blood.
Dr. Matthew Shuler: You're gonna feel normal for a while. And then there's gonna be some vomiting, followed by death.
Dr. Matthew Shuler: That's right. Followed by death.
Dr. Matthew Shuler: Yes. Followed by death.
Dr. Matthew Shuler: Adrian, I really need you to focus on the last part of that sentence. There's gonna be some vomiting and then death.
Adrian: Is there any chance death could come before the vomiting?
Stottlemeyer: Two days?
Adrian: Wish it were five.
Adrian: 'Cause it's a bigger number.
Dr. Neven Bell: The man who poisoned you, this Kazarinski. Did he say anything before he died?
Adrian: He was hit by a train. He probably... said, "train."
Adrian: I've wasted so much time. I've probably spent three years just washing these hands.
Stottlemeyer: I had him all wrong. I know that now. I'd always thought that Monk was not all there, like there was something missing, like he was less than human. But he wasn't missing anything. He was seeing more than anybody. he was feeling more than anybody. That was his problem. He was too human. If we had more like him, we'd be better off.
(at Trudy's grave)
Adrian: I love you.
Natalie: Is that it? Sure you don't want to say something else?
Adrian: No, I can tell her myself tomorrow.