All language subtitles for Monk (2002) - S08E15 - Mr. Monk and the End (1) (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 RZeroX)

- [Scatting we wish you
a merry Christmas]

?

That was really fun last night.

I haven't been caroling
since... i don't know...

Since college, I guess.

I have to thank you for that.

- For what?

- Well, just making me do it.

Getting me out of the house.

- You're welcome.

- And I have to thank you
for that other thing too.

You know, marrying me.

Oh, look.

- You're welcome.

Did you ever hear anything
about that woman?

- What woman?

- The midwife, Wendy something?

I overheard you
talking yesterday.

- Oh, Wendy stroud.
No, no, no, not yet.

No. It's been three days,

and it looks like
she's really missing.

I was actually heading
down to the clinic now,

talk to her boss.

You forgot the onions.

- Did I?

- Are you okay?

- [Chuckles]

- Trudy?

- You know, it's really hard

being married to a detective.

I never get to have any secrets.

I'm fine.
It's nothing.

Just a little overwhelmed.

Got so much to do.

Picking up medication
for ambrose.

The bills are due.

I've got two articles
to proofread.

There's just not enough time.

- Okay.

Wait a minute.

That's new.

Is this for me?

- Adrian, don't open that.

I mean, come on,
it's a surprise.

Promise me you won't
open it till Christmas.

- Okay, okay.

I won't open the digital watch.

I'm putting it back.

- I love you.

- I can't imagine why.

[Clicking]
- Is that you?

Hello?

[Engine sputters]

[Car alarms sounding]

- Wendy stroud
has worked here for 19 years.

She was the first midwife
I hired.

- She ever disappear before?

- No.
She's never missed a day.

She's never even been late,
hence the phone call.

- Hence we're here.

- Has anyone else
heard from her?

Any of the other nurses?

- No, nobody's heard from her.

And they're not nurses.
They're midwives.

There's a difference.

A midwife is a qualified
autonomous practitioner,

specializing the natural
birth experience.

Excuse me, what are you doing?

- I was... i was straightening
it out a little bit.

- They're umbilical cords.
They're never straight.

- Bet his was.
[Chuckles]

[Cell phone rings]
Excuse me.

Hello.
Yeah, he's right here.

When?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
We'll be right there.

- Leland, what is it?

Something happen?

- It's Trudy.

[Randy Newman ragtime theme]

? It's a jungle out there

? disorder and 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 ?

? Do you know what's in
the water that you drink? ?

? Well, I do,
and 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 ?

[Alarm rings]

[Alarm stops]

- You don't have
to sleep like that.

- Like what?

- All scrunched up
on your side of the bed.

- [Chuckles]

- You're sleeping
by yourself, Adrian.

- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are, my darling.

And you have the whole bed.

You could sleep in the middle.

- I can't.

- It's time to say good-bye,
Adrian.

- I can't.

What, why are you smiling?

- It won't be much longer.

- I'm really worried
about this dinner party.

- It's gonna be fine.

- I don't know
what I'm more nervous about,

Steven meeting Julie
or Julie meeting Steven.

You're still coming, right?
You promise?

- I'll be there.
Do you need anything?

- No.
Thank you for asking.

Maybe some wine.

- Okay, red or white?

- Maybe red.

- Would you pick some up?

- Of course.

- I saw Trudy this morning.

- Oh, that's a good thing.

- No, no, this was different.

She wanted me to start sleeping
in the middle of the bed,

and she said,
"it won't be much longer."

- Mr. Monk,
really, she said that?

That... that's big.
That's an omen.

I had a premonition
you were going to have an omen.

- I know that building.

- Hey.

Pretty weird, huh?

What was it, 12 years ago?

- Almost exactly.

- A missing midwife, remember?

I was on the telephone
right here.

And you were standing there,
that exact same spot.

Hey, if you want
to pass on this, buddy,

nobody'd blame you.

- No, no, I'm good.
- You sure?

'Cause it gets weirder.

Do you remember the doctor
we were talking to?

- Nash, right?
- Malcolm Nash.

He's our guest of honor.

- Oh, my god.

- Yeah.

- Don't ask.
- Don't ask what?

- Where I've been.
- Were you gone?

- Two weeks, on vacation,
but can't talk about it.

It's personal.

- Were you in New York?

Your plane ticket says New York.

- Can't confirm or deny.

- You don't have to confirm it.
I can see your ticket.

- Well, you never know.

- I already know.
I can see your ticket.

- Natalie, I can't talk
about this right now.

We're at a crime scene.
- Okay.

- So apparently
he was here working late.

I guess they're updating
their files.

He was scanning all their old
paperwork into the computer.

- Scanning?

- Scanning the...

Doesn't matter.
Anyway, he was at the computer.

Somebody sneaks in,

comes up behind him,

bang, one in the back,

bang, one in the head,
.22 caliber.

There were some patients
down the hall.

Didn't hear a thing.

- Silencer.
Professional.

- That's a safe bet.

- They're all here.

- What's all here?

- Pill bottles.

See, here's the inventory.
58 bottles.

And 58 bottles.

He didn't take
anything with him.

- So it was a setup.

He wants us to think junkie.

- Looks like the killer
stuck around a while,

used the computer.

- How do you know?

- The mouse is on the left side,

but Dr. Nash
is right-handed.

- How do you know that?

- He was right-handed
12 years ago.

- That was the first thing
that Ethan said

when the governor called.

He didn't say,
"I won't let you down."

Or "thank you
for the great honor."

- I said, "do I have to move
to Sacramento?"

[Laughter]

- Ethan will never move.
Here you go.

I think he's gonna
be buried in this yard.

- Well, I'm not gonna move now.

I just fixed
the leaky shower upstairs.

- And it only took you
14 years to do it.

- Judge rickover,
the police are here.

- Oh, thank you.

Well, the "a" team has arrived.

Captain.
- Hey.

- Lieutenant.
- Sir.

- Natalie.

And the remarkable Mr. Monk.

Good to see you again.

- Sorry to bug you
on a sunday, judge,

but we've got a warrant here
that needs your signature.

- All right, well,
I'm familiar with the file.

Wouldn't you like to join us?
Are you thirsty?

- Actually, we're on duty, sir.

- Oh, well, of course you are.

Well, let me take a look.

Joey kazarinski.

Why am I not surprised?

We sure it's him?

- Well, the m.O. Matches.
He's left-handed.

He uses a .22 with a silencer.

- Plus we've got
a partial print.

Monk put it all together.

- Ah, well done, detective.

Well, everything looks in order.

This is an historic moment,
really.

This could be the last
search warrant I'll be signing.

Please don't tell anyone.
It's not official yet.

But the governor
called me yesterday.

He'd like me to commute
to Sacramento.

- Hey, state supreme court.

Well, I guess it beats
working for a living.

- Congratulations.
- Good luck to you.

- Well, good luck to all us.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

- Are they allowed to do that?

- Let's see.

Yes, they are.

- Mrs. Kazarinski, your
husband's in serious trouble.

- He's not my husband.
Been divorced for three years.

- But he stays here.
- Sometimes.

Joey does what he wants.

I can't stop him,
and neither can you.

- Monk, what are you doing?

- Straightening up.

- We're trying to intimidate
this woman.

- Give me a moment here.

- Where's Natalie?
- Oh, she's with her boyfriend.

I gave her the day off.
- Would you cut it out?

She's gonna want us
to come every Tuesday.

- Look, Edie, we're trying
to protect Joey here.

If you tell us where he is,
we can pick him up

without anybody getting hurt.

- I don't care if you kill him.

Hope you do.

- Do you happen to have
a recent photograph?

The one we have
is over ten years old.

- Threw 'em out.

Ripped 'em up and threw 'em out.

Wait, I think I have one left.

- He has a white goatee.

- That's not a goatee.

[Blows]

[Cell phone rings]

- Hello.
- It's me.

- Hey, where the hell
are you at?

I've been waiting
for, like, an hour.

- Change of plans.

We won't be meeting again.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- At least not in person.

- Is there a problem?

- Yeah, we have a big problem.

You left a partial
fingerprint at the clinic.

They have your name.
They're looking for you.

- It's gonna be okay, all right?

I've disappeared before.

- Before you pack your bags,
I've got another job for you.

I figure you could use
another payday.

- All right, well, who is it?

- A detective.

A former detective.

His name is Adrian monk.

He's gonna put two and two
together eventually.

In this case,
two and two equals me.

I'm afraid it will get
rather personal.

I can't afford that.

- What do you mean personal?

- I mean he would come after me,
try to kill me.

He'd probably succeed.

- Now why would he want
to do something like that?

- Because 12 years ago,

I killed his wife.

- Oh, this is for Mr. Monk.

This is for me.

Mr. Monk.

This is for me.

Mr. Monk.

Me.
Mr. Monk.

- I'm sorry, I don't get it.
Why two separate carts?

Why can't we just separate
them when we get home?

- Yeah, I stopped asking those
questions a long time ago.

Oh, honey mustard,
Julie's favorite.

- Mine too.
- Really?

That'll give you something
to talk about... salad dressing.

- I hope we have more
in common than salad dressing.

Teeger, relax.
It's gonna be great.

I'm gonna love her.
- Yeah, you better.

- Besides we both know
we're avoiding

the real question here.

- Uh-huh, which is?

- Can I live with a woman
who loves asparagus?

- Live with?
- I didn't mean...

- live with, you said it.
You said it.

- It's a figure of speech.
- You did.

Oh, wait.

Excuse me, sorry.

That's our cart.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.

They, um...
They all look the same.

- Yeah.

? Live with

- you're not gonna let me
live this one down, are you?

- So it was a Christmas gift
from your wife?

- That's right. She gave it
to me just before she died.

- Yeah, it's just sitting
on his mantel unopened.

It's really romantic.

- No, I'll never open it.

I can't open it.

It's the last secret we have.

- I think I understand.

It's a way of keeping her alive.

- Exactly.

- So Julie, your mom says
you're going to Berkeley.

Theater arts?
- That's the plan.

- You gonna live at home?
- Oh, no way.

I'm already, you know,
all packed up.

- Yeah, I don't want
to talk about it.

I can't believe she's
leaving us already.

- I'll only be
30 minutes away, so.

- This home will just
be a house.

- Well, thanks, mom.

That was a real
conversation killer.

- So Adrian, you working
on any interesting cases?

- There was a homicide
at a birthing center.

- Oh, that's ironic.

- It was a professional hit.

We know who did it,

but we just don't...

Just don't know why.

[Coughs]

- Mr. Monk, are you okay?

- I'm fine.

I guess I'm just not hungry.

I can usually eat her food.

- Mr. Monk, please stop.
Please.

- There's a spot.
It's just not coming out.

Another spot.

Yeah.

I'm seeing spots all over.

[Groans]

- I think he's sick.

- Adrian.

Adrian, look at me.

He's burning up.
- [Groans]

- I think we should get him
to a hospital.

- [Groans]

- We're gonna need some blood.

- All right, Natalie,
give her some blood.

- I mean your blood.

- What are you doing?
What is that?

- It's just a needle.

- That is not a needle.

That thing's ten-feet long.

- You've never
given blood before?

- Nah.

- Well, you've had shots before.

- I don't think so.

- Well, there's a first time
for everything.

I need you to roll up
your sleeve.

- Oh, no, no, no.
No! No!

No, no.

- Can you please
hold your friend?

- It's okay.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

All right, wait, wait.

I'm feeling better, much...

I'm feeling much, much better.
It's a miracle.

- No, Mr. Monk,
you're not better.

They need some blood.
Come on, just lay back.

- No!
- Trust me, I'm a doctor.

- It's okay.
- Trust me.

- Come on, it's okay.

- No, no, no.
- Who are you calling?

- Everybody.
- It's okay.

- Let's try this again.

- No!

- Hold him still.

- Mr. Monk,
just calm down.

It's okay.
- Here we go.

- Here it is.
- No!

- It's all right.

You got it.

- All done.

[Collective sigh]

That wasn't so bad, was it?

- Piece of cake.

- Mr. Monk,
I'm Dr. Matthew shuler.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

- That's okay.

It's okay.

- You know, I wish more people

would wipe
their hands like that.

We'd have a lot fewer patients.

- Oh, thank you.

- Mr. Monk, I work in
the hematology department here.

In fact, I am
the hematology department.

- Hematology?
- Rare blood disorders.

Dr. Shuler's one of the best
toxicologists in the country.

- Mr. Monk,
we've never met.

How well do you take bad news?

- Oh, not well at all.
- Not good.

- I'm probably the worst.
- Not good, not good.

- I'd rather hear
the good news first.

- I'm afraid
there is no good news.

- There's always good news.

People say, "I have some
good news and some bad news."

- Not this time.

Mr. Monk, have you eaten
anything unusual lately?

- Why do you ask?

- Well, this is all
very preliminary,

and we are gonna have
to run a lot more tests.

But it looks like Adrian's
been poisoned.

- Poisoned?
- I said well done!

- It was well done.
- You should have seen it.

It was still pink.
It was bleeding.

- I'm the worst cook
in the world.

Mr. Monk, if I gave you
food poisoning, I'm so sorry.

Can you forgive me?

- If you gave me
food poisoning, no.

- Listen, we're not talking
about food poisoning here.

It is a lot more
serious than that.

This is some kind
of synthetic toxin.

- Synthetic?

- Yes, and we don't know
how it was introduced,

but we do know the dosage
is quite substantial.

- Well, wait,
I don't understand.

- You've been poisoned, Adrian.

Somebody's trying to kill you.

And they may have succeeded.

- [Sighs]

- I found some more mouthwash.

- You want a seat?

- No, I'm okay.

- Have a seat.

- Okay, Randy, I'm not pregnant.

I'm just dying.

- Please stop talking like that.

- I'll stop talking soon enough.

Oh, god, there he is.

Here he comes.

God.

God.
I hate the way they walk.

This is the longest hallway
in the world.

- Hey, how you feeling?

- Eh, scared.

- Yeah.

Well, here's what we know.

Everybody ate the same food
at Natalie's,

and nobody else got sick.

So we're assuming it wasn't
introduced there.

I've sent a Hazmat team
to your house,

and they've taken away
all the food they can find.

- Are they gonna
put everything back?

- After we're done testing it.

- Because I have a system.

- Adrian, they're gonna
put it back

exactly the way it was, okay?

I promise.

Now, I'm afraid
we still don't know

how you were introduced
to this toxin.

- Is that important?

- Yes, it's absolutely vital.

We know the toxin
in ricin-based,

but that's all we know.

It could be one of
4,000 different compounds.

We can't treat you until

the source of the poison
has been identified.

- Can't you pump his stomach
or give him antibiotics?

- I'm afraid it's not that easy.

We need to identify
the specific toxin.

- [Groaning]

- Now, of course we'll try
to manage your pain

as best we can.

- So...

How long?

- Two, maybe three days.

Now, you're gonna feel normal

for a while,

and then there's gonna
be some vomiting,

followed by death.

- Vomiting?
- That's right.

Followed by death.

- Vomiting.

- Yes.

Followed by death.

- Vomiting!

- Adrian,
I really need you to focus

on the last part
of that sentence.

There's gonna be some vomiting

and then death.

- Is there any chance

death could come before
the vomiting?

- Two days?

- Wish it were five.

- Why?

- 'Cause it's a bigger number.

- What is this?

- That's the suspect
from the birthing center.

We're still tracking him down.

- Birthing center.

- Natalie, we've got more
important things to worry...

- no, no, no,
I've seen him before.

He was at the supermarket.

- When was this?
- Yesterday.

He walked away with
Mr. Monk's shopping cart.

- Shopping cart?

- Yeah, he had it for 10
maybe 20 seconds.

- Well, that's long enough.
I mean, he could have

put something in the cart,
tampered with something.

Do you still have the receipt?

- Yeah, I think so.

- Okay, listen,
we're gonna start there.

We'll test every single item
that was on that list.

- Is there enough time?

- I don't know.

- Thank you for coming.

I have to tell you
right off the bat

that is not an officially
sanctioned task force,

so nobody's gonna get paid
any overtime.

- We're not here
for the money captain.

- I appreciate that.
I'm sure monk does too.

- All right, this is
our target, Joey kazarinski.

- Aka Joey kaz or Joey k.

- We think that kazarinski
shot Dr. Nash last Friday,

and we think that he poisoned
Adrian monk.

- What's the connection?

- Monk was working
the Nash case.

Other than that, we don't know.

Now, we're gonna split up
into groups.

Half of you are gonna work
with Randy on the shooting.

They know who you are, Randy.

I want to know everything
there is to know about Nash,

who he was, who loved him,

more importantly,
who didn't love him.

The rest of us are gonna
find kazarinski.

We're gonna turn over every rock
in northern California.

Now, this guy is dangerous.

He is armed.

He might be carrying
chemical agents,

so be careful, but...
And this is very important...

No guns.

You get a lead, you phone it in.

You keep your gun in your belt.

He must be taken alive.

If he dies, monk dies.

Understood?
Good deal, let's go.

- [Coughing]

- They'll find him.

- [Coughs]

- You were with
kazarinski yesterday.

We know that you sold him
some fake I.D.

What was it,
a driver's license? Passport?

- I don't know
what you're talking about.

- Ronnie, I don't have time
to dance with you today.

My friend is sick.
Do you understand?

- Your friend is sick,
what does that mean?

- It means that I need
that name.

I need to know the name that
Joey kazarinski is using now.

- You need a name.

What are you gonna do,

hit me with a phone book?

There are no phone books
in here, captain.

Nobody uses phone books anymore.

They all use computers.

- Yeah, you're right.

- Did you get a name?

- I got a name.
I broke your computer.

- The 5:24 limited train
to redwood city,

menlo park, and points south

now boarding at gate three.

The 5:24 limited, gate three,
is now boarding.

- Mason, can you see
the ticket booth?

- Roger that.

- Maintain your sight lines.

Train is leaving in ten minutes.
He'll be here soon.

And remember, hit him hard,
but no guns.

You keep your guns
in your holsters.

What about
that service entrance?

- Got it covered,
the whole perimeter.

- He's not gonna show.
- He's gonna show.

He made his reservation.

The train will be here
in ten minutes.

He'll be here.

- 5:27 limited from Oakland,

Berkeley, and points north

arriving at gate six.

The 5:27 limited
arriving at gate six.

[Radio feedback]

- He's not gonna show.

- I'm gonna miss all this.

- You going somewhere?

- You know, I mean eventually.

Can't do this forever.

- That's the 5:32
from San Jose.

- Yeah, right on time.

- Listen.
- I don't hear anything.

- Me neither.

What happened
to the announcement?

Where's the announcer?

- Control tower.
- Go.

I think we might have
a 20 on the suspect.

Everybody hold your positions.

- Captain,
the controller's dead.

He's been shot, once in
the back, once in the head.

And there's lots of blood.
- Randy.

Randy, the microphone
is still on.

- So much blood in here.
God, look at all the blood.

- Randy, the microphone's
still on.

- What?

- The microphone, it's still on.

I can still hear you.

- No, wait, wait, hang on.

- I can still hear you.

Randy, it's still on.

- No, no, I got it.
I got it.

Kazarinski took his jacket
and his I.D.

Think we should make an
announcement and warn everybody,

otherwise they might just be
sitting ducks down there.

Captain?

He's got a gun.
He's killed once.

He won't hesitate
to do it again.

[Screaming]

- Kazarinski!

Police!

Look out, police!

I need that man alive.

Get out of the way.

Joe.

[Shouting indistinctly]

Joe.
Joe, stop.

Get out of the way.

Police!

I need that man alive.

Joey!

Joe!

[Train horn blares in distance]

[Train horn blares]

Joey, look out.

- [Coughing]

- The man who poisoned you,

this kazarinski,

did he say anything
before he died?

- He was hit by a train.

He probably...

Said, "train."

- They know what kind
of poison he used?

- No, they found
the motel room he was using.

There were some chemicals
in the dumpster,

but it'll take them weeks
to analyze everything.

There isn't enough time.

- How 'bout the food
from your shopping cart?

- No.
All negative.

No trace of anything.

[Coughs]

- Adrian, I could have
met you at home

or at the hospital, you know.

- Nah, it's okay.

I was out anyway.

Natalie's driving me to
the cemetery to say good-bye.

I'm just so sorry.

I'm just so sorry.

- You have nothing
to be sorry about.

- I have everything
to be sorry about.

I've lived like a prisoner.

I've been a prisoner

ever since Trudy.

Wasted so much time.

It's added up.

I've probably wasted three years

just washing these hands.

Wait.

- Adrian, you're not being fair.

You know, you've been...

You are more productive
than anyone I know.

You've solved
over 120 major cases.

- I didn't solve anything.

If I didn't solve Trudy,

if I didn't keep
my promise to her,

didn't solve anything.

I've always hated that painting.

- All right,
well, I'm not giving up.

Doctors are performing
miracles every day.

So I'm just gonna put all
your appointments in my book,

three, four, five weeks
ahead of time.

All right, Adrian monk,
Monday 11:00 A.M.

Adrian monk, yeah?

And Wednesday.

- You're using a pencil.

- I know.
That doesn't mean anything.

- You never use a pencil.

- I didn't have a pen.

- It's right there.

Your pen is right there.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't even...

My time is up.

Ha, my time is up.

Get it?

Good-bye, Dr. Bell.

- No, Adrian, it's not good-bye.

Never good-bye.

- Good-bye.

- Did you talk to the lab?

- Yeah, I just got off
the phone with them.

He's not gonna make it.

- Should I shut the door?
- I don't care.

Let 'em fire me.
I wish they would.

I had him all wrong.

I know that now.

I'd always thought that monk

was not all there,

like there was
something missing,

like he was less than human.

But he wasn't missing anything.

He was seeing more than anybody.

He was feeling
more than anybody.

[Chuckles]

That was his problem.

He was too human.

If we had more like him,
we'd be better off.

- [Groaning]

[Coughing]

I love you.

- Is that it?

Sure you don't want
to say something else?

- No, I can tell her
myself tomorrow.

[Coughing]

- Mr. Monk.

Mr. Monk,
that was Dr. Shuler.

He really thinks you need
to be in the hospital.

- No, I'm staying here.

- Okay.
We'll stay here.

Can I get you anything?

How 'bout some tea?

- Uh-uh.

Just...

Trudy's gift.

- No, Mr. Monk, no.

- It's time.

- Please.

- Natalie, it's...

It's time.

- Hello, Adrian.

If you're watching this,

it means I'm dead.

I know we said we'd never
have any secrets,

but there's something
I never told you.

Something happened,

something terrible,

years ago, before we met.

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