Monk, Season 6

Natalie:
[about Julie's new relationship] Mr. Monk, would you talk to her?

Monk:
What? [Monk is standing on a chair and unscrewing the cover for an air vent]

Natalie:
Please! I don't know who else to ask! There's no man in her life!

Monk:
[looks around desperately] What about him? [points at Mr. Morissey]

Natalie:
Mr. Morrisey?

Monk:
Kids respect landlords. I think it's the keys.

[He finishes removing the vent screws with a screwdriver and moves the cover aside to find a handgun and ammunition stashed inside.]

Mr. Morissey:
What is it?

Monk:
It's a .22 caliber. Why didn't he bring this gun?

Mr. Morissey:
So he had another gun.

Monk:
But there's-there's no ammo for a .38 caliber. It's all for this gun. [He puts the gun back] I don't think he had another gun. [Natalie stands on another chair to be at the same height as Monk]

Natalie:
Mr. Monk, this is important to me! Julie loves you, you know that. You're like family!

Monk:
Natalie, I can't, I-I just can't! Why don't you ask the Captain, or anybody else? When it comes to this particular issue, I am probably the least qualified person in North America...

Natalie:
That's what makes you perfect! You waited for Trudy, you were faithful, you respected her! You're a wonderful role model.

Monk:
Huh?

Natalie:
...In this particular case.