Monk, Season 6

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
What did you win, Monk? Nothing! We're both back where we started.

Monk:
Not exactly. The police in Dourado found something in Frank Nunn's apartment. Some old letters. He talked about killing Trudy. He mentioned the man who hired him.

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
You have a name!

Monk:
Not quite. Nunn called him "The Judge."

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
The Judge... I can't help you, Adrian.

Monk:
Can't? Or won't?

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
A little lead... how exciting! That should keep you off the street for a while.

Monk:
The important thing is, that you're off the street.

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
[laughs] Do you really think these bars can hold me?

Monk:
[taps one with his shoe. It doesn't budge] Yeah. They seem pretty strong.

...

Monk:
Have a good life, Dale. [turns and walks away]

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
It's true, Adrian Monk! I'm in prison! But you're in a worse prison! You're trapped! Trapped by your own demons! You're in your own private hell! I wouldn't trade places with you for a billion dollars! I mean, another billion dollars!

[Monk turns the corner, meets Natalie, and they walk away]

Dale "The Whale" Biederbeck:
You hear me?! Come back here! I'm not done!

Monk:
Oh, yes you are.