Monk, Season 8

[Monk, Stottlemeyer and Disher are trying to figure out what really happened to Martha Murphy]

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Whaddaya think, act of God? [Monk nods] So how do you explain the doll?

Monk:
I can't explain it, yet.

Lt. Disher:
What, you want me to start rounding up witch doctors?

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
That'd make a hell of a line up. [Monk, Stottlemeyer and Disher chuckle to themselves, but Natalie is not impressed]

Natalie:
You know what? It's not funny! I used to laugh about it, too.

Monk About what?

Natalie:
Voodoo. Black magic.

Monk:
Wait, you don't actually believe in that stuff?

Natalie:
Somebody predicted that that poor woman would get hit by a baseball three days before it happened! How would you explain it?

Monk:
I don't know-

Lt. Disher:
Oh, I've got it. Well she came by here every day. Right? So maybe the killer was waiting, behind that tree with a baseball gun.

Natalie:
A baseball gun? There's no such thing!

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Yeah, but there are pitching machines.

Natalie:
All right, how would your baseball gun killer-

Lt. Disher:
That's a good name for him actually.

Natalie:
...how would he know that a home run would be hit at exactly that moment? And what happened to the other baseball? [no response from Monk, Stottlemeyer and Disher] It's voodoo, it's real, and it kills people!

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Okay, how 'bout this? She had an insurance policy with a no-suicide clause. So she had to make it look like an accident. She came here, she waited for a home run to be hit. She grabs the ball... and cracks her own cranium. [mimics hitting his head with a ball]

Natalie:
[incredulous] With a baseball? She fractured her cranium?

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
[matter-of-factly] Yeah.

Natalie:
Was she that strong?

Monk, Stottlemeyer and Disher:
Yeah, she exercised.

Natalie:
I think voodoo's looking better and better.

Monk:
All right, let's be rational! We live in the real world. It is governed by science, physics, laws of nature. There is always, always a non-voodoo explanation for everything!

Natalie:
Except voodoo. [Randy takes a call on his cell phone]

Monk:
I don't understand! Did some gypsy put a curse on you when you were a child?

Natalie:
I don't wanna talk about it!

Lt. Disher:
[on his phone] We'll be right there. [hangs up]

Capt. Stottlemeyer:
Randy, what is it?

Lt. Disher:
There's been another doll.