Monk: You should have seen him at that hearing. Staring at me, he hates me. At least we have that in common.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, I don’t think he wants your help.
Monk: How do you know?
Natalie: Well, the “curl up and die” thing was kind of a hint.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, I’m kinda of choosy about who I make out with.
Monk: What? You made out with a leper!
Natalie: That’s different. You sent him to prison, why don’t you make out with him?