All language subtitles for Monk S03E11 Mr. Monk vs. the Cobra [1080p x265 10bit Joy]

Hyah!

That, of course,
is a clip

from the classic
Sonny Chow film called

Legend of the Cobra.

Gotta be
one of my favorites.

We're talking
with John Ricca.

He is the author
of a sensational new book

about the late, great
martial arts superstar,

called Paper Cobra.

I believe you're supposed
to hold the book up

when you say that.

Oh, excuse me, sorry.

You know, John, this book
is very controversial.

(John)
I hope so.

(Host)
In the book you claim

that many
of Sonny Chow's stunts,

including the ones
we were just showing you,

were actually performed
by stunt doubles.

I don't just claim it.
I prove it.

And you say that,
for most of his career,

Sonny Chow
was addicted to morphine.

(John)
That's right.
That's what killed him.

It wasn't a brain hemorrhage,
like the studio said.

We've all
heard these rumors,

this notion that Sonny Chow
isn't actually dead.

The story goes
that a Hong Kong drug cartel

put a price on his head--

Believe me, Karen,
Sonny Chow is dead.

I talked to the medical examiner
who did the autopsy,

and I've seen
the death certificate.

Well, based on the way

you talk about Sonny Chow
in this book,

you better hope he's dead.

Idiot. That's the last time
I do your show.

[knocking on door]

Hello?

[knocking]

My God.
Who are you?

What do you want?

What do you want?

No! No!

No!

No, this is impossible.

Chow, is that you?

No, no!
Hyah!

Aah!

Ohh! Oh!

Uhh!

[Randy Newman ragtime theme]

* It's a jungle out there

* Disorder and confusion
confusion everywhere *

* No one seems to care

* Well, I do

* Hey, who's in charge here?

* It's a jungle out there

* Poison in the very air
we breathe *

* You know what's in
the water that you drink *

* Well, I do,
it's a-ma-zing *

* People think I'm crazy
'cause I worry all the time *

* If you paid attention,
you'd be worried too *

* You'd better pay attention
or this world we love so much *

* Might just kill you

* I could be wrong now

* But I don't think so

* 'Cause it's
a jungle out there *

* It's a jungle
out there *

Ah.

No, w-wait.
What's wrong with that one?

The "K" went below the line.

N-no, don't
throw it away, Mr. Monk.

Please,
I am begging you.

We've been here
for three hours.

We've paid two bills.

Well, I don't think
the bank will take this.

They'll cash it.
I promise.

If I'm wrong, I'll pay
your water bill myself.

Let me just start over.

It'll only take
a minute.

What are you doing now?
There you go.

Don't, don't,
don't, don't!

Too late,
already sealed it.

Do you want it?

You'll have to rip open
the envelope.

Good.

All right,
next thing.

Um...
Here you go.

What's this?

Those are my expenses.
They come to $310.

Oh...I don't pay those.

Mr. Monk, they're all
business related.

Here, let me...
um...

This is my gas bill

from driving you around
all day.

Uh-huh.

This is my cell phone bill.

All these calls
are from...you.

And this...

is from the drug store.

I'm buying
over 200 wipes a week.

Here's the thing.

I pay you exactly
what I paid Sharona.

I didn't pay
her expenses.

Here's the thing.

I am not Sharona.

I'm an individual.
I'm unique.

Don't ever compare me
to anybody else.

Sharona used to say
the exact same thing.

Word for word.

Isn't that funny?

Mr. Monk, are you gonna
reimburse me or not?

I would if I could.

But I can't
afford it.

[cell phone rings]

[ring]

Oh, look,
it's the captain.

It's probably about a job.

[ring]

[ring]

[ring]

Aren't you gonna
answer that?

Yeah, I don't wanna
go over my maximum minutes.

[ring]

[ring]

[ring]

[ring]

You've gotta be
the cheapest man I've ever met.

Hello?
Yes, sir, he's right here.

That sound fascinating.

Really?

Well, I hope the crime scene's
within walking distance,

'cause I'm not driving him!

Get a list of tenants.
Start knocking on doors.

Lieutenant, I thought you
had the perimeter.

Fist of the Cobra, 1975.

I've got that same poster
in my room.

Oh, look at this.

That's from
Ten Fingers of Doom.

He broke his arm
doing that stunt.

He still finished
the scene, though.

Oh, my God.

What?

He's got a bootleg copy
of Enter the Cobra.

Can I have this?

No, you can't have it,
detective.

This is a crime scene.

Let's watch it.

Fine,
I'll put it back.

Sir...I've got
a theory on this.

This guy John Ricca,

he just published a book
about Sonny Chow, right?

Right.
Well, it's
a real hatchet job.

I mean, it made
the Cobra look terrible.

The Cobra?
Sonny Chow.

I mean, maybe we should be
looking for a Sonny Chow fan.

I mean, they all
hated the book.

And most of them
are pretty nuts.

I mean, I see them
at conventions all the time.

They are real fanatics.

Captain.

Monk, thank you
for coming.

Ms. Teeger.

I assume that they
filled you in downstairs.

More or less.
How did he enter the building?

He broke through
a door on the roof

around 4:00 A.M.

But get this--
when he left after the murder,

he took the elevator down
and ran out.

He didn't mind
being seen?
Huh-uh.

Was he really killed
with nunchucks?

Yeah.
Check this out.

Gold plated.

Look at those insignias.

Sonny used a pair
just like these

in Ninja Fury.

The killer
left these behind?

Well, they either
belonged to the killer

or to the victim.

I mean, he was writing
a book on all of this crap.

Captain, here's
the videotape you wanted.

Ah, thank you.

Elevator "B" at 4:07.

Let's have a look.

Can't even
see his face.

He looks like
the Cobra.

And Sonny wore a uniform
just like that

in Kung Fu Assassin.

Sonny Chow is dead.

Doctor, give me
the good news.

He was clutching
some hair.

He must have grabbed it
off the killer's head.

That means we have
a good shot at some DNA.

How could he
grab any hair?

We just saw the tape.

The intruder
was wearing a hood.

Well, it could have
fallen off during the fight.

It gets weirder.

The victim
wrote you a note.

"Ow."

Why would anybody
write "ow"?

Usually, that's
something you'd say.

Oh, my God.

Chow--he's alive.

Sir, if the rumors
are true,

he's been hiding out
overseas,

just waiting for the right time
to make a comeback.

Captain, he's alive.

Nah. Nah, there's gotta be
another explanation, right?

Wipe.

Oh! You know what?

These are mine.
I paid for them.

[doorbell rings]

Captain.

Hey, got a minute?

Sure.

What are you doing?

Oh, nothing,
I was just...

polishing the light bulbs.

What's going on?

Uh, you remember
that convention

I went to in Atlanta
about three years ago?

Well, something happened there
that I didn't tell you about.

I landed,
I hailed a cab,

and I recognized
the cab driver.

It was Harold Burnshaw.

Burnshaw?

Burnshaw--
he used to be a fed.

He was a real player.

He used to head the FBI's
field office in Atlanta

until the 1996
Olympic games.

The plaza bombing?

Exactly.

They accused
the wrong guy.

Burnshaw booted it big time
on network television.

Instant career killer.
Now he's driving a cab.

Monk, you should have
seen his face.

I'll never forget it.

Well, what does this
have to do with--

20 years ago, Sonny Chow
froze some of his own blood

in the event
that he needed surgery.

So they've got bulletproof DNA
for a comparison.

And that's a prelim on the hair
we found at the crime scene.

It's a match.

It's Sonny Chow's hair.

No question about it.

He's been dead for six years,
and he's my primary suspect.

Yeah.

Now, if I go public
with this, and I'm wrong,

I'm gonna wind up
at the airport,

picking up cops
who still have jobs.

Can you help me
with this?

I mean, I've gotta know.

I've gotta be certain--
is this guy alive or dead?

(Natalie)
I thought Sonny Chow
lived in Hollywood.

(Monk)
No, he lived
in this house

before he became famous.

And he moved back here
when he was sick.

According to his file,
this is where he died.

Or did he?

Whoooooo!

Don't!
Don't to that.

What's this guy's name?

Zee Tai Wen.

They called him
Master Zee.

He was Sonny Chow's mentor.

If Chow is still alive,

Master Zee would know it.

Mr. Monk,
can we please

talk about
reimbursing me.

Not now, Natalie.

Hello.
We phoned earlier.

I'm Adrian Monk.
This is Natalie Teeger.

We're helping the police

with a very important matter.

How are you?

I am well.

Hello.

How are you?

(Monk)
How are you?

Do not be insulted.

Wee Ling has not
spoken in nine years.

A vow of silence.

He is cleaning his soul.

You should
give that a shot.

We were hoping to speak
with Master Zee.

Please.

Come in.

The master always has time
for a stranger in need.

Please,
remove your shoes.

Oh.

Oh...here's
the thing.

I'd rather not,
if that's okay.

No exceptions,
Mr. Monk.

Even the master's feet
are bare.

I understand.

Here's the thing.

I'm a little...shy.

I never--
I never go barefoot.

It's true.
I've never seen his feet.

I've never
seen my feet.

For all I know,
I could have 18 toes.

He's--he's good.

So...you are refusing.

Not just that.

Uh, I would like
to ask all of you,

as a favor,
as a personal favor,

to put your shoes
back on.

If that's not
too much trouble.

I am sorry, Mr. Monk,

but I must ask
both of you to leave.

Where are you going?

It's not
that big a deal.

Just take off
the shoes.

Take them off.
Okay!

Okay.

Um, have the rugs
been cleaned

recently
and shampooed?

I don't know.

Has the master heard
of athlete's foot?

Because the fungus

and the bacteria can get up
in between the toes.

Oh, for Christ's sake,
just take 'em off!

Wee Ling.

You have spoken.

You must
begin again.

Oh, forget it.

Nine years, huh?

(Monk)
Please don't look.

(Natalie)
You have nice feet.

You shouldn't
be embarrassed.

Ohh.

Students
from around the world

come to study
at Master Zee's feet.

His bare feet?

That is correct.

This is where Sonny Chow
learned the art of Bow Yu Chuan.

This is where
he became the Cobra.

Did you know him?

Can one man
truly know another man?

Okay, but did you
ever meet him?

Yes...once,
near the end.

He was very sick,
could not speak.

But his spirit
was strong.

He was a great man.

There's a rumor
that he is still alive.

Sonny Chow was alive
in all of us.

Right, right, right.

Is he here?
Right here, right now.

You're a very curious man,
Mr. Monk.

He certainly is.

Let me ask you--
are you guys reimbursed

for your business-related
expenses?

Natalie.
Like your laundry

and all these boards
that everybody's breaking.

Who pays
for that stuff?
Natalie.

Please stay here.

I will see if Master Zee
is ready for you.

I told you I cannot
afford to pay your expenses.

Okay, then,
what about this?

I do your bills,
if you remember.

This is a rent receipt.

You're renting
an office downtown

for $600 a month.

That's right.
When was the last time
you were there?

I--I never use it.

It's just sitting there,
empty?

I could really
use that money, Mr. Monk.

I don't want
to talk about it.

You don't want
to talk about it.

All right,
then let's do this.

We'll ask the wizard
what he thinks,

and then we'll both agree
to do whatever he says.

First off,
he is not a wizard.

We are not
over the rainbow.

We're in the middle
of a homicide investigation.

This is
a serious matter.

I'm going to ask him.

Don't ask him.

I'm asking him.

Hyuh!

Aah! Unh!

Aah!

Gah...

What did you do?

Sorry...

It was a little
off-center.

It was not,

you know, in harmony.

Master will see you now.

Hyuh! Hyuh!

Oof!

[grunting]

A great sorrow
has entered this room.

That would be me.

And there
is a woman with you.

She is very beautiful.

How can you tell?

I could hear Mr. Huang's heart
beating faster.

Now that I see you,

it is obvious why.

[laugh]

Master Zee,
my name is Adrian Monk.

This is Natalie Teeger.

We would like
to ask you some questions

about Sonny Chow.

You were
his teacher?

That is true.

But I also
learned from him.

(Monk)
A man was murdered
two nights ago,

and there is evidence

that Sonny Chow
was responsible.

Cobra is dead,
Mr. Monk.

Are you sure
about that?

He died in my arms,
six years ago.

I felt his spirit
leaving his body.

If he were
still alive,

and you were
hiding him,

that would be
a very serious crime.

It would be
worse than a crime.

It would be a lie.

A man who speaks
only the truth

has nothing to fear.

Don't you agree?

Yes, I do.

I'm sorry
I disappointed you.

But I am feeling
something else.

Oh, my.

A troubled soul.

You are on a quest,
Mr. Monk.

That's right.

You live
in a very dark place.

The darkness
is your fear.

Take this as a gift.

Light is your weapon,
Mr. Monk.

Be the light.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Excuse me,
Mr. Master man.

I am also troubled.

He's not paying me
what he promised.

That is not true.

Could you please
talk to him?

There is no way
I can cover my expenses.

Master Zee,
I pay her exactly

what I paid
my other assistant.

Which is exactly why
she had to quit.

That's not the reason,
really.

It was a factor.

I don't think you
really understand--

Excuse me.

Ms. Teeger...

This man
is your employer.

He's your master.

It is your job
to serve him unquestioningly.

Mr. Monk, you should not
pay her any more money.

Okay.

She must learn
that true wealth

is in the heart,
not in the bank.

It's--
it's not in the bank.

All right.

You--you are a wise
and learned man.

[scoffs]

As are you.

It must be
a tremendous burden

to possess such wisdom.

It is a gift.

And a curse.
Exactly.

Okay. Oh my God,
get a room, really.

I would.
[cell phone rings]

Just get it over with.

[ring]

Hello.

What is it?

He's alive!

Sonny Chow is alive.

He pulled an Elvis--
faked his own death.

He pulled
an Elvis?

Yeah, check this out.

Six years ago,
a man named Joseph Lee

disappeared
from a homeless shelter

in the Presidio

one day before
Sonny Chow, quote, "died."

They were the same height
and the same weight.

Could be
a coincidence.

Well, we're
about to find out.

We just got a court order
to exhume the body.

They're
digging it up now.

Lieutenant, you understand
if Sonny Chow is alive,

he's murdered
at least two people.

Uh-huh.

You'd have
to arrest him.

I'd get to meet him.

He might
try to kill you.

Think so?

Wow, that would be
so cool--Sonny Chow.

[machine whirring]

(Monk)
Captain.
How you feeling?

I'm a nervous wreck.

How'd things go
with the zen master?

Well, he said Sonny Chow
died in his arms.

I believe him.

Good...well, at least
the press

hasn't got wind
of this yet.

Once they do,
it's gonna be like

Christmas morning
for those vultures.

Look at that thing.

Oh, yeah.

His fan club from
the Philippines paid for it.

Be careful with that.

Tell them
to be careful with that.

What did you say?

You want to be
careful with that.

I been doing this job
since I was 18 years old.

I think I know
what I'm doing.

I don't come
to your station house

and tell you how to beat
a confession out of some kid.

Do I know you?

Maybe you do.

You're Chris Downey.

They let you out?

I did my time.
Now I'm doing my job.

At least, I'm trying to.

I busted this lowlife

for assault
and armed robbery.

Got me on the assault.
There was no robbery.

We never did
recover the jewels you stole.

Allegedly stole.

Allegedly.
I love that word.

All righty.

What do you think?

I think he's in there.

For how much?

Mr. Monk, this was not
in my job description.

Let's get out of here.

Oh, I'm okay.

What a beautiful pancreas.

Okay, here we go.

Hellooo.

We're so sorry
to disturb you.

Okay, you're the expert.
Is it him or not?

It's just
hard to say.

I mean, Sonny had
a lot more hair.

And skin.

We'll know
soon enough.

It'll take two minutes
to compare these

with his old
dental records.

I'm going with you.

Me too.

Look, I'm crazy
about spleens.

Why don't you ask,
and maybe they'll give you one.

You can keep it
in your office downtown.

It's not my office.

What do you mean,
it's not your office?

It's Trudy's office.

Yeah, all her things
are in there.

Her books
and her pictures.

Her files.

I can't give it up.

It's Trudy's office?

Funny, is there
an echo in here?

She died
nine years ago, right?

That's right.

You've been keeping
an office downtown

for nine years.

Meanwhile,
I'm counting pennies at Safeway?

Get rid of the office!

Put her stuff in storage
or in an attic.

I'll do it for you.
I can't.

You can't,
or you won't?

I can't!
And I won't.

So you're just gonna
have to deal with that.

I quit my job
over this!

Ow, that hurt!

Oh, it's only a pillow.

Well, it hurt.

It came from the coffin?

That's a death pillow!

You hit me with
a death pillow?!

Give me a wipe!

Wipe!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I hit you
with the death pillow!

Mr. Monk,
I lost my husband.

I know what you're
going through.

But I have a daughter
to think about.

If you don't cover
these expenses,

I can't work for you.

But it's Trudy's office.

It is official.

Sonny Chow is dead.

So it is him.

Yeah, it's a positive I.D.

All the X-rays match.

Well, that was
the opposite of fun.

So I guess we're
back to square one.

Lieutenant,
see that Mr. Chow

makes it back
to the cemetery,

and tell my old pal
Chris Downey

to stick him back
in his hole.

Yes, sir.

Well, I guess
I'm off the hook.

Yeah.

But what the hell's
going on here, Monk?

Somebody,
somehow got a hold

of a few strands
of Sonny Chow's hair

and left them
at the crime scene.

Yeah, but why would anybody
want to frame a guy

who's been dead
for six years?

I don't know.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

Yeah, well, at least
I got to have my picture

with Sonny Chow.

You took a picture?!

Yeah.
Maybe I'll donate it.

What?

There's a Sonny Chow museum
in Daly City.

Probably give me
a lifetime pass for this.

There's a museum?

Hello?

Looks like
we missed the crowd.

[coin rattles]

It says $5.

Suggested donation.

I considered
their suggestion.

I appreciate
their suggestion.

I decided to give less.

I have a suggestion
for you.

Oh! Hey!

I didn't
hear you come in.

Welcome
to Cobra's Lair.

I'm Eddie Frankel.
I'm the proprietor.

You can ask me anything you want
about Sonny Chow.

I've been a Corbrahead ever
since I saw Fist of the Cobra

for the first time,
when I was 12 years old.

You guys
big Sonny Chow fans?

I guess you are,
or you wouldn't be here.

Well,
we're not exactly--

We have the second-largest
collection

of Sonny Chow memorabilia
in the country.

Oh, here's
an interesting fact.

Most people think
that Jackie Chan

invented
the martial arts style

commonly referred to
as Wing Fu Do!

But Sonny was doing
triple roundhouse kicks

as early as 1968.

Watch the opening scene
in Night of the Cobra

if you don't believe me.

We believe you.
I'm Adrian Monk.

And this is
Natalie Teeger.

Here...
here's a pamphlet.

Tells about some
upcoming special events.

Got a floor plan
of the museum inside.

We used to have
a self-guided tour,

but my stupid cousin,
he borrowed my headphones.

He never returned 'em.

Oh, hey,
almost forgot.

Have to stamp
the back of your hand,

in case you
wanna come back.
That's not really necessary.

Oh, here, here,
you can stamp mine.

Okay, well, um,
most people start over here.

And they work their way
counterclockwise.

As you can see, it's all
arranged chronologically

from the birth of the Cobra
until six years ago,

when he faked his own death
and went underground.

Ah, here.

This is Sonny Chow's
actual birth certificate.

His real name was what?
Anybody? Anybody?

(Monk)
Um--
That's right!
Chow Chiang Wu.

He was born right here
in San Francisco,

but raised in Hong Kong.

We're really not here
to see the museum today.

We're working with the police
on a homicide investigation.

Homicide?
You mean murder?

Eddie, where were you
Tuesday night around midnight?

I was at home,
watching Blood Rage II.

No, III.

I guess both.

Were you alone?
No.

I was watching
with my girlfriend.

And what's her name?

Natalie.

Eddie...

Eddie, is there
anything missing

from the museum?

Like what?

Like a personal item
of Sonny Chow's.

A piece of clothing
or--or a hat.

Something that might have
had his hair on it.

No. There was a break-in
last week.

Somebody pried open
the back door,

but they didn't
take anything.

Uh, excuse me--

remember, you're supposed
to go counterclockwise.

Is this his hairbrush?

Oh, that's right!

Sonny used that brush

while he was filming
Death and the Darkness in 1985.

I bought it from
his personal hairstylist.

So that's his actual hair
in the bristles.

Could I see that?
Sure.

"Made in Croatia."

So?

Croatia's
a new country.

It didn't exist
till 1992.

Oh, my God.
I've been rooked!

He sold me
a phony hairbrush.

I don't think so.

Somebody
picked this lock.

Someone broke in here.

Took the real brush.

Replaced it
with this one.

My God.

What?

I've got it.

At least,
I think I do.

We've gotta get back
to the Fair Lawn Cemetery.

Wait, wait, wait!
Did you say Fair Lawn Cemetery?

That's where Sonny Chow's
empty coffin is buried.

You see, the Hong Kong
drug cartel, they own 20--

Eddie, Eddie!
Sonny Chow is dead.

We dug him up
three hours ago.

He's dead.

It can't be true.

Sorry, Eddie.

[coin rattles]

(Natalie)
What are you doing?

Feel this one.

I don't want
to feel the pillow, Mr. Monk.

It's after 5:00.

Soft, huh?

They're all so soft.

I'm sure they are,
but I told you,

I have to have an answer
by the end of today.

Natalie...Natalie,
you remember that pillow

you threw at me,
the one from the coffin?

I think there was
something in it.

That's why it hurt.
Here's what happened.

That grave digger,
Chris Downey.

The one
Captain Stottlemeyer--

I don't really care
about the case, Mr. Monk!

Julie is at home
waiting for me.

So what's the deal?

Are you gonna
pay for my expenses or not?

I'm sorry.

So that's it.

Well, I'm sorry too,
Mr. Monk.

I guess this is good-bye.

It was nice
working with you.

Uh, Natalie...

I--I solved the case!

Aren't you interested?

I'm interested.

[thudding]

[thudding]

[dirt falling]

Mr. Monk?

Hello?

Listen, I'm really sorry
that I ran out like that.

I--

Mr. Monk?!

Mr. Monk!

[birds chirping]

Trudy.

Hello, Adrian.

Where are we?

We're near
the botanical gardens.

You remember
that Sunday

we just walked
and walked and walked?

I loved that day.

That was the best day
of my life.

Darling, I think you should
put the candle out.

It's using up
all the oxygen.

No, I don't care.

I don't know!
I don't know what happened.

He mentioned something
about that grave digger Downey.

I--I left
for maybe 30 minutes,

and when I came back,
he was gone!

So what--
what do I do?

What do you think?

I--I can't do it.

I can't do it.

Adrian...
I'm not 25 anymore.

We need to talk
about this sometime.

What kind of father
would I be?

You know what my family
was like.

Our children will be
much happier than you were.

I promise.

[children shout]

We should have
said yes.

I should have
said...yes.

Turn off the motor,
throw your keys out the window!

Show me your hands,
Downey!

Show me your hands!
Get out of the car!

Get out
of the car!

Natalie, stay back.
Stay back.

Uhh!

Where's Monk?
What'd you do with him?

Relax, Captain.
He's still alive.

For now.

Where is he?
What did you do with him?

You'll be saving
both your lives.

You wanna find your friend,

I want something too.

I want a car
to the airport.

I'm already packed.

I want a jet
that can fly

2,000 miles
without refueling.

When I'm in the air,
I'll tell you, "A,"

where I'm going,

and "B,"
where you can dig up--

uh, dig...

You can dig...

It's a heart attack.

Downey!
Downey!

Don't die on us!
Don't die on us!

(Trudy)
We both know
what's happening here, Adrian.

You're having what Dr. Kroger
would call a psychotic break

as a defense mechanism.

How long do you have?

Uh, there's 50 cubic
feet of air in the coffin.

35 minutes, maybe 40.

Let's talk about
something else.

How did you know
it was the grave digger?

I noticed the stamp

on the back of his hand.

(Monk)
At the time, I didn't think
anything about it.

Then, later, I saw
the exact same stamp

on Natalie's hand.

So you knew Chris Downey
had been to the museum.

That's right.

He stole Sonny Chow's
hairbrush.

Because he needed
Chow's DNA.

So he could
frame him for murder.

But why Sonny Chow?

So the police
would exhume his body.

It all started
six years ago.

I remember the case.

Downey had stolen
a half a million in jewels

from a courier.

During the getaway,

he assaulted
an off-duty cop.

He was convicted
on the assault.

They couldn't get him
on the robbery.

(Trudy)
They never found
the diamonds.

Exactly.

He was working here
at the cemetery.

Before he went home,
he must have stopped here

and hid the jewels.

Where?

In Sonny Chow's coffin.

It was perfect.

Chow was scheduled
to be buried the next day.

Downey figured
he could always come back

and dig it up,

even five or six years later.

You felt them
in the pillow case.

You felt them when
Natalie hit you in the back.

That's right.

I want
that back hoe running!

Ready and running!
Keep it running!

All right, listen up!

We figure he's got
about 40 minutes of air

if he's not panicking.

So figure on 15 minutes.

This is Monk!
I want the best you got.

So we're gonna spread out,

and we're gonna work the grid,
all right?

We're looking for
fresh dirt, tire tracks,

boot prints, anything!

Go, go!
Captain,
there's a problem.

The cemetery's
just expanded.

They just tore down
a restaurant over there.

It's all dug up.
It's like an acre and a half.

Monk could be anywhere.

Captain, it's already
been 20 minutes.

Even if we find him,
he'll be a basket case.

Hang on, everybody!
This way!

Let's go!

So Chris Downey
went to prison for six years.

[Monk breathing hard]
He was paroled six weeks ago.

When he came back
to dig up the jewels,

he must have had
the shock of his life.

The monument?

Exactly.

While he was gone,
some fan club...

put up a monument.

Solid granite.

Weighed...three...tons.

He realized...
he couldn't...

dig the coffin up,
at least not quietly.

Or by himself.

[panting]
So he got his old job...back,

at the cemetery...

and then...
framed Sonny Chow for murder.

And got the police...

to dig up the jewels...

[wheezing]
for him.

Congratulations,
Detective.

A lot of good
it does me here.

Okay, darling, shh.

It's all right.
I can't breathe.

It's all right.

[panting]
Adrian...Adrian...

I can't...

Okay, save your breath.

Breathe.
Save your breath.

It's all right.

Should we bring in
the cadaver dogs?

Not yet.

[car horn honks]

The traffic light's out.

Huh?

The traffic light is out!

It was working
three hours ago

when I got here.

Son of a bitch!

What? What?

I think he cut the power line
when he was digging the hole!

Dig along here!

Over here!
Over here!

He cut the cable!
Everyone!

Start there!
There, there!

Dig along this line!

Find the power cable!

You're so...
beautiful--

Shh.

I should have taken
more pictures.

Darling, don't talk.

Don't talk.

Anything?

I'm not sure.

Captain!

He's talking.

He's talking?

He's saying...

"I love you."

Over here!
Over here!

Get that back hoe
over here now!

Here, here!

Adrian.

Adrian, listen!

Listen, they're digging.

They're coming for you.

Natalie must have come back
to look for you.

That's how they knew
you were missing.

Natalie came back?

Adrian, listen to me.

I want you to do
something for me.

I want you to close my office
and pay her what she needs.

I can't close it.

It's just four walls
and a door.

It means nothing.

Adrian,
you have to go now.

No, no.
Adrian,
you have to go.

You have to go.

Oh! No.

I love you.

I love you.

He's breathing!
Get him some oxygen!

Call Dr. Charles Kroger.

Tell him to meet us
at the hospital.

He's smiling.

I've never seen him
look happier.

Well, I guess that's it.

Oh, there's these.

The thumbtacks?

Yeah.

Okay?

Let's go.

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