Monk, Season 3

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
[observing Kathy Willowby through binoculars] She's carrying two packages. Looks like ice.

Monk:
Exactly! She's been buying ice all day. That makes 16 bags she's brought in so far.

Natalie:
Maybe she's having a party.

Monk:
No food! No beer, no chips, just ice!

Capt.Stottlemeyer:
Maybe she's having an Adrian Monk party.

Monk:
The only other thing that she bought today is a new radio. Plus, I am positive I heard a man screaming at 1:15 last night!

Capt.Stottlemeyer:
That was me. You tied my foot to the bed.

Monk:
I mean before that, and it was definitely coming from that cabin. [shushes them; faint country music can be heard from across the lake] You hear that? She said her husband didn't let her play country music in the house.

Natalie:
Maybe he's not home.

Monk:
Where did he go? There's his boat! They only have the one car.

Natalie:
Maybe he went on a walk!

Monk:
No, I have been watching the house all day. Captain, I have not seen him.

[Stottlemeyer goes inside while Monk and Natalie continue to observe Kathy. Stottlemeyer comes back out of the FBI cabin carrying the phone]

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
It's ringing.

Natalie:
But Agent Grooms said "no calls."

Capt.Stottlemeyer:
Agent Grooms can kiss- [Kathy picks up the phone]

Kathy Willowby:
Hello?

Capt.Stottlemeyer:
Oh, hello. Mrs. Willowby.

Kathy Willowby:
Yes?

Capt.Stottlemeyer:
Uh, is Martin there? My name's Darrell Hendershot. I'm a friend of Martin's. We went to high school together. Uh, we're having a big high school reunion.

Kathy Willowby:
Oh, I'm so sorry! He is on the lake fishing.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Oh, well, okay. I'll call back later!

Kathy Willowby:
You do that.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Thank you very much. [hangs up] She says that he's on the lake fishing.

Monk:
Captain, she killed him. [Natalie sets down the binoculars in disgust]

Natalie:
You have got to be kidding. Can I take you anywhere?!