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Monk: Mr. Monk Gets Jury Duty
Mr. Monk is upset to learn that he has been called for jury duty. Although he tries to get out of it, he doesn't succeed and winds up being Juror #11 on a robbery trial. Upon listening to the facts and the evidence, all the jurors unanimously vote "guilty." All the jurors, that is, except for Monk. He feels that the evidence doesn't add up, and its up to him to convince the jurors to reconsider. However, he soon learns that he has bigger problems to deal with when a dead body is found in the courthouse dumpster.
Monk: You know, I usually don't like shaking hands, but if I ever met the man who invented Tupperware, I would shake his hand.
Natalie: I think he might be dead.
Monk: But I would still shake his hand because he's probably perfectly preserved.
Judge Rienzo: Whose phone was that?
Monk: It's hers, your honor. Number three. And she fell asleep. Yeah, you. Number eight, your honor.
Judge Rienzo: Nobody likes a tattletale.
Monk: I think number nine is a tattletale.
Judge Rienzo: That'll do, Mr. Monk.
Monk: Don't get me wrong. It's a great system. It really is the best justice system in the world.
Natalie: I agree.
Monk: I just don't want to be part of it.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, what if everybody felt that way?
Monk: Everybody does.
Monk: (reacting to an envelope in Natalie's hand) I've been drafted. They've reinstated the draft.
Monk: I work alone. I'm a lone wolf.
Natalie: You're a lone wolf.
Monk: Even when I was on the force, I didn't like having a partner. I can't work with other people.
Natalie: Okay, well, I think that's sad.
Monk: I agree. It's very sad.
Judge Rienzo: And you are?
Monk: Adrian Monk. Capital A, small d, small r, small i, small a, small n, space--
Judge: Thank you, Mr. Monk. I think we have it.
Monk: (After being told he will be juror #11) I object!