Monk, Season 7

[Monk and Natalie are in Douglas Fendle's hotel room]

Monk:
[to Natalie] You were right about karma. It is fantastic!

Natalie:
No, Mr. Monk- [Captain Stottlemeyer enters the room]

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Monk, Natalie, thanks for coming.

Monk:
Hi...

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
I was downstairs doing a little Dumpster diving. Can't find the murder weapon. There is a steak knife missing from that service tray. I guess he took it with him. So, whaddaya think? [Monk appears to be holding his breath] You okay? [Monk releases a stifled laugh] Are you happy?

Monk:
I love my work. Is that a crime?

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
No.

Lt. Disher:
[whispers to Stottlemeyer] I think they knew the guy.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Know what? What, you know this guy? [Gestures towards the body]

Monk:
No, not technically...

Natalie:
[overlapping Monk's words] No, [we] don't know him; never met him face to face.

Monk:
Never formally introduced. Sort of.... [Natalie gestures to indicate "following" with her fingers] We've been following him.

Natalie:
Yeah.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
You were following him? I wonder why.

Monk:
Well, he was seeing a woman, a married woman, and we were following her.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
You were following the woman? I wonder why.

Natalie:
Her husband hired us.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Until you hear different, I wonder why. Wh-what are you doing? You, you doing divorce work now?

Natalie:
He was just doing a favor. He was an old friend of Mr. Monk's.

Monk:
Wouldn't exactly say he was a friend. More of an acquaintance, actually. He beat me up every week for three years.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
[points an accusing finger at Monk] And that would explain the stupid grin you have on your face. You think you're getting even.

Monk:
I know I'm getting even.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
So, your pal - you told him about the affair, and you told him that Fendle was going to be here? [Monk makes a gesture that suggests "yes"] Well, I think your friend just made the top of my "To Do" List. What's his name? [Natalie steps in front of Monk]

Natalie:
Actually we can't tell you that. Technically, he's a client so it's privilaged information. We could contact a lawyer or a third party... [Monk cuts her off]

Monk:
Roderick Brody. 23 Orchard Circle. [Disher starts to write down a name and address in his book] No that "O" looks like an "A". B-R-O-D-Y. Roderick Brody.

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Well let's go talk to him.

[They file out, and Monk whispers to Natalie]

Monk:
Prison swirlies.