Capt. Stottlemeyer: All right. It's 12:30, the place is packed. Everybody's having a good time. Then the perp, dressed in black, comes down the fire escape, and leaps down.Monk: Wait a minute, he leaps down?Capt. Stottlemeyer: Yep. [points] Now the maitre'd is here, trying to call 911 on his cell phone. He confronts the perp, the perp does a spin move... [spins and lifts up his foot; imitating the killer] Hits the phone out of the maitre'd's hand.Monk: Really?Capt. Stottlemeyer: At this point, pulls a gun, fires one round, right through the guy's heart - killshot. [imitates pulling a gun]Monk: From here? What is that, thirty feet?Capt. Stottlemeyer: Thirty-four. I know, that's a hell of a shot. We pulled that slug out of the planter box.Lt. Disher: Look at this. [He shows Monk an evidence bag containing the recovered bullet]Monk: [incredulous] What did he use? A cannon?Capt. Stottlemeyer: That's a .454 from a Ruger Casull.Lt. Disher: They use it on safaris, to stop elephants.Monk: And who was the victim?Lt. Disher: [looks at his notes] Uh, his name is Sergei Cluvarias. They're running it now.Monk: Table's set for two. Who was his date?Capt. Stottlemeyer: Some broad. She ran off. We'll have a sketch soon. [Monk looks at the table]Monk: Uh-huh. Where is the sugar?Lt. Disher: Sugar? [We see a close up of the empty sugar bowl, with just a trace of unrefined sugar lining it]Monk: The sugar cubes. This bowl's empty. All the other bowls are full.Capt. Stottlemeyer: You're right. What's that mean?Monk: I don't know. What about the cashier?Capt. Stottlemeyer: No, showed zero interest. This wasn't about money.Lt. Disher: Or it was, and he got scared away. [Monk picks up something off another table with his fingers]Capt. Stottlemeyer: What's that?Monk: Wood shavings.Capt. Stottlemeyer: Wood shavings?Monk: Sawdust?Capt. Stottlemeyer: Randy! [Randy comes back with an evidence bag]Monk: What happened next?Capt. Stottlemeyer: Well, the getaway, which is why you're here. I thought this might be right up your alley.Lt. Disher: No pun intended. [Stottlemeyer and Monk shoot a nasty glare at Randy]Monk: What pun is that?Lt. Disher: Because of the alley.Capt. Stottlemeyer: Shecky, can I continue? All right. For once, the witnesses are all on the same page: they all saw the perp jump to this table, and then leaped up to this bar [He gestures to show the killer's actions] …and did a somersault, and then over the valet, runs down the street and makes a left turn down the alley.[Monk looks on]Monk: Is there a circus in town?Lt. Disher: A circus? [An officer hands something to Randy]Capt. Stottlemeyer: Ha ha. Circus. That makes a lot of sense. [Randy turns to them]Lt. Disher: Sir?Capt. Stottlemeyer: Yeah?Lt. Disher: We just got a positive on the victim. He's the master of ceremony at the Dratch & Denby Traveling Circus.Capt. Stottlemeyer: Master of ceremonies?Lt. Disher: Yeah, the ringmaster.Capt. Stottlemeyer: At the circus?

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