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8:30, Biography.

Oh, they're doing George Clooney.

If I were 10 years younger,
I'd be all over that man.

Oh, uh, Sex and the City.

I don't think so. No.

You're too young to be watching that one.

I think.

You know, I don't even know
how old you are.

If nobody claims you by next week,
I'm adopting you.

Would you like that? Hmm?

Shut up! Shut up!

- Throw that over her.
- I'm trying!

Hey.! Hey, what are you doing?

Careful. - Nana!

Be careful.! - Nana?

Nana.! Nana.!
What are you doing?

Hey, stop! Nana!

What... Help! Somebody!

MONK Season 2 Epi. 13
Mr. Monk and the Missing Granny

A lightning bolt.

Well, we think it's a calling card.

There was a radical group
in the early '70s.

The Lightning Brigade?

They were involved in some
R. O. T. C. Bombings...

I know who the Lightning Brigade was,
Lieutenant.

I remember the '70s.

At least some of it.

You okay?

They have a cat. I'm allergic to cats.

Okay, we've got two short hours
before this phone call.

Are we ready?

Yeah, we're all set, Captain.

We've got two recorders ready to roll,

and the phone company's online
for an immediate track and trace.

How long do we need?

Well, if it's a land line, we've got 'em.

- If it's a cell phone...
- Which it will be.

We'll need 45 seconds.

Excuse me. Captain Stottlemeyer?

Hello. I'm Julie Parlo.

Uh, where is the F. B. I.?

This is a kidnapping.

I happen to be a lawyer,

so I know in a kidnapping situation
the F. B. I. has jurisprudence.

That's only true if your grandmother's
been taken across the state lines.

Or if she's been held
for more than 24 hours.

And I think you meant to say
"jurisdiction," right?

What kind of lawyer are you?

- Oh, uh, I never said I was a lawyer.
- Yes, you did.

I-I'm a law student at Garland College,

and I know that I have certain rights.

And if you don't do everything
you can to get my grandmother back,

I could sue you all for malpractice.

No, you can't.

I-I can't?

No.

Miss Parlo, you live here
with your grandmother, right?

Yeah. I moved in after
both my parents died.

That was four years ago.

- So it's just the two of you?
- Oh, yes, sir.

Well, and the cat.

Yeah, I know about the cat.

Is your grandmother wealthy?

No. That's why this doesn't
make any sense.

Why Nana? She... She's 76 years old,
she's not rich,

she doesn't have an enemy in the world,

and she's out there somewhere
right now scared to death.

Captain, you've gotta do something.

What about, um, that detective
I was reading about?

Uh, the-the monk?

Monk. His name is Monk.

Yeah, I read an article about him.

Um, they quoted you.
You said he was brilliant.

Yeah, um, Adrian Monk is
a former homicide detective

who we use on a consulting basis
from time to time once we've hit a wall.

But we haven't hit a wall, Miss Parlo.
Everything is under control.

Sorry.

Careful.

Slowly.

Concentrate.

Be the dotted line.

Oh!

Come in. It's open.

Adrian Monk?

You're not Sharona.

No, sir. Um, my name's Julie Parlo.

I need your help. Uh...

It's my grandmother.

She's been kidnapped.

Thank you.

Uh...

Okay, there.

Okay. We'll just keep it right there
if you need it again.

Um, Mr. Monk, you're a private
consultant now, right?

Okay, 'cause, um, I want to hire you.

There's just one thing.
Uh, I can't pay you.

Well, that's... that's a problem.

My assistant, Sharona, won't let me
take any more cases for free.

Doesn't she work for you?

Well, it's complicated.

Here's the thing.
I don't have any money,

but I can pay you in trade.

Um, if you help me, I can help you.

What are we...
What are we talking about here?

I can get you reinstated.

Reinstated?

I know you want your badge back
more than anything,

and I already talked to Professor
Emory about your situation.

Professor Em... Eugene Emory?

At Garland College?

That's right. I'm in his class.

Oh, my God! I just read his book.

Oh, yeah. We have a test
on that next week.

It... It's wonderful.

What's it about?

Oh, well, it's an argument for tort reform.

Professor Emory feels that we could
eliminate all superfluous litigation

if we cap punitive damages and hold the
plaintiff liable for any court expenses.

Well, I'm sure you could get out of
the test because your grandmother...

Right. Whew!

But you... you did talk to Professor
Emory, to Eugene Emory about me?

Yeah. He said he could definitely
get you reinstated.

He guaranteed it.

How?

I'll tell you when my grandmother's
home safe and sound.

Do we have a deal?

Well, I... I could always call
Professor Emory myself.

But I won't.

She can get you reinstated?

She talked to Eugene Emory,
the Pulitzer Prize winner.

There's some sort of loophole in the law.

It-It... It's too good to be true.

Exactly.

You okay?

She has a cat.

Well, why don't you tell her
to bring it upstairs?

No. No. It doesn't matter.

If a cat's been in a house in
the last year, I can't stop sneezing.

Really?

Remind me to buy a cat.

Ooh.

Well, at least you won't be alone
on Saturday nights.

Is anybody hungry?

I made these pastries
while we're waiting...

- just to keep my mind off things.
- Oh, thanks.

No.

Mmm. Really good.

Delicious. You could sell these.

Actually, it's always been my dream
to open up my own bakery.

So why are you in law school?

Oh, well, that's what
my parents always wanted.

So, uh, I used their life insurance
money to pay for the tuition.

But if you're not happy...

Well, you don't want to disappoint
your parents,

even if they're not here.

Well, especially if they're not here.

I understand.

Not a word.

She's alone in the house.

Now, nobody is in the room but her.

Julie, we need 45 seconds, okay?
You can do it. - Okay.

Hello.

This is the Lightning Brigade.
All the power to the people.

- Uh, okay.
- We have your grandmother.

- Is she all right?
- She's fine.

And if you want her to stay that way,
do exactly what we say.

Don't try to keep us on the phone, Julie.

We're not stupid.

Um, well, okay,
but can I... can I talk to her?

I said she's fine.
Don't you trust me?

Yeah, but she has a heart condition.

Um, she needs her medication.

Then you'd better listen carefully.

Here's what I need you to do.

What?
Do you want me to hang up?

Is that... Is that what you want?

Who's there? You blew it, honey.

Forty-one seconds.
We missed him.

She had something on her cheek.

- Do you think they'll call again?
- I don't think so.

Sharona, watch him.

Um, that wasn't the police.
I'm just really nervous, okay? I swear.

Don't be nervous.

Here's what we need you to do.

There are hundreds of homeless
people in the Mission District.

They suffer needlessly
while just blocks away

the rich stuff their fat faces
in fancy restaurants.

Okay, we're... we're not rich.

Shut up and listen!

Tonight we're redistributing the wealth.

I want you to buy every homeless person
in the Mission District a turkey dinner.

A turk... turkey dinner?

Just do it,

and Grandma will be
home before you know it.

Okay, well, what time...

She didn't get it.

They want turkey dinners for all the
homeless people in the Mission District.

What the hell is going on?

This is crazy.
What kind of ransom demand is this?

I know. The kidnappers are risking life
in prison for what $500 worth of food?

I mean, the shelter on Third is
serving turkey tonight anyway.

Well, we can't stand around here like this.

We don't exactly blend in.

Do you have a suggestion?

This is crazy.

It doesn't matter.
I'm getting my badge back.

I'll believe that when I see it.

Julie Parlo didn't exactly seem like
Supreme Court material.

- Gravy?
- No, thanks.

Everyone else is having gravy.

I don't like it.

Why don't you have a little gravy?

He doesn't want any gravy.

I think the gentleman can speak
for himself. Sir?

I don't want any gravy.

Okay. Sure.

Enjoy your meal.

Oh, my God!

- What are you supposed to be?
- I'm undercover.

I'm homeless.

- What's that on your face?
- Dirt.

Give the lady some gravy.

Here it is.

I don't want it.

Didn't you just ask for gravy?

I didn't say anything.

Oh. Well, here it is.

I told you.
I don't want it.

Okay, how about this then?

You have some gravy...

And?

That's it.

We got her.

We got her back.

They dropped her off two blocks away.

Call E. M. S.!

It's me.

How's Grandma Parlo doing?

Oh, she's a tough old bird.

But she can't I. D.
The kidnappers?

Blindfolded the whole time.

But she thinks she's heard
their voices before.

She just can't remember where.

Well, at least they didn't hurt her.

No. She was treated pretty well,
considering.

They even kept saying "Be careful"
when they carried her out of the house.

Yeah, they fed her pizza.
All the pizza she could eat.

I can't even get pizza at my house.

Get this. They played opera.

The old lady says she could hear
it through the door.

The kidnappers are into opera.

What kind of revolution is this?

We're about to find out.

We picked up Ron Abrash this morning.

He was the leader of the
Lightning Brigade 30 years ago.

He's in the box now.

You want to sit in?

- You're asking me to sit in?
- Yeah.

I heard you might be getting
your badge back.

It'd be good practice for you.

Thanks.

I'm going in.

Okay. Cool.

It'll be the three of us. We can do
good cop, bad cop, worse cop.

Randy, it's a two-man job.
Just wait here.

Oh, okay. I'll just wait here and...

Weep openly.

Do some paperwork.

While you weep openly.

Head inside.

Don't you people read the papers?

The Brigade is ancient history.

We broke up like 25 years ago.

Besides, all we cared about was the war.

Remember the war?

Yeah, I remember the war.

I had a brother over there.

So you're denying any involvement
in the kidnapping of Mrs. Parlo?

Of course I deny it.

Demanding free turkey dinners?
That's insane.

Besides, I'm a vegan.

All right, Ronnie. Where were you
yesterday at 7:30 in the morning?

I was in my classroom.

I teach graduate level English
and screenwriting at Berkeley.

Call them. Check it out.

The most radical thing I do these days

is give the finger to jerks driving SUVs.

All right. Maybe it wasn't you.

Maybe it was some of your old playmates
trying to relive their glory days.

Maybe they missed the buzz.

You look familiar, Ronnie.

Didn't I see you last week at the opera?

The opera?

What have you been smoking, man?

I've been smoking the truth, man!

What are you guys doing...
good cop, crazy cop?

Ronnie, could you roll up
your left sleeve?

All right. So I still have the tattoo.

It doesn't mean anything.

It's like having an old girlfriend's
name on your arm.

It doesn't mean you still love her.

That lightning bolt has three jags.

That's right.
Resist, revolt, reform.

That was our motto.

Captain, can I talk to you for a second?

Captain,

I don't think it was him or anybody
in his group.

You heard him. Each of those
three jags means something.

Any real member of the Brigade
would have known that.

But... look...

look what was painted
on Mrs. Parlo's wall.

Two jags.

How'd you know he had a tattoo on his arm?

Oh, uh, I didn't.

His other sleeve was rolled up.

- It wasn't even.
- Exactly.

I don't think this was
about politics at all.

There is something else going on here.

Well, you knock yourself out, Monk.

As far as we're concerned,
this is on the back burner.

It wasn't exactly the crime of the century.

"Turkey for the people. Right on."

Hey. - Hi.

I'll bring the car around,
and you'll be home in half an hour.

Julie. Julie, what is it?

I never should've left you alone.
I should've been there.

Oh, honey.
This is not your fault.

I should have stabbed him in his
particulars when I had the chance.

What would I do if anything ever
happened to you?

You would have had a brilliant,
rich, full life.

You would have met a man,

had children,

and you'd name one after me.

And then open up that bakery
you're always going on about.

That's all I was thinking about

when I was locked up in that horrible room.

So you've gotta be home by 5:00, okay?
Oh, hi, Julie.

- Oh, hey. Nana, this is Sharona Fleming.
- Okay. I've gotta go.

She works for Adrian Monk, the detective
I was telling you about.

Yes. Oh, hi, Mrs. Parlo.
How are you feeling?

Oh, a lot better. Tell me. Is it true?

They said that they'd arrested a hippie

that belonged to that group,
the Lightning Rods.

Uh, yeah, the... the Lightning Brigade.

I should have stabbed
him in his particulars.

Well, actually my boss doesn't think
they were involved at all.

He thinks somebody was framing them.

Yeah. Uh, Jul... Julie,
can I just talk to you for a second?

Oh, yeah. Nana, I'll be right there.

Um, I just want to make sure that
you remember what you promised Adrian.

You know, that if he helped you...

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
About getting him reinstated.

Yeah. Yeah, just, um, come by
the law school library tonight.

I'll be there with my whole
study group. - Great. Great.

Well, I just want to let you know that
he's really counting on this.

It... It really means
a lot to him, you know?

Look. I understand.
A deal's a deal.

I mean, it's like we have a verbal...

Uh, what's the word? Verbal... Ugh!
I'm drawing a blank.

- Excuse me. Miss Parlo?
- Contract.

That's it. - Miss Parlo?
Excuse me, Miss Parlo.

Why do you think the Lightning Brigade
targeted your grandmother?

Oh, we have no idea.

Is she a political activist?

An activist? No, no, no.

My grandmother doesn't even vote.

Besides, Adrian Monk, the most
respected detective in San Francisco,

Doesn't even think the Brigade
is involved at all.

The police don't seem to care
about the case at all.

They're calling it a harmless prank.
Any comment?

Well, Adrian Monk cares,
and he is not going to quit

until he finds the people or

peoples responsible for committing
this horrible crime.

Thank you, Miss Parlo.

Hey, guys. Uh, Adrian Monk.

Um, Sharona Fleming.
This is my study group.

- Edie Rusher.
- Hi.

- Tom Burton and Sasha Gordon.
- Hi.

Oh, are you studying in Spanish?

Um, yeah. I'm taking
my next bar exam in Peru.

It's all true and false down there.

Doesn't that mean you'll only
be able to practice in Peru?

Uh, geez.

Do any of you have any professional
experience yet or...

Oh, well, uh, we've done
a lot of pro bono work.

Last year we assisted
in two death penalty cases:

Sal Dickerson and Bill Jansen.

Dickerson and Jansen?
Weren't they...

I miss them every day.

That's how you learn.
By making mistakes.

Now we know if you're filing
a stay of execution,

you have to take into account
daylight savings time.

The law's hard, Mr. Monk.

Look at all these books. Hmm?

And there are more upstairs.

Uh, about my reinstatement.

You guys definitely talked in person to...

to Professor Emory... Eugene Emory?

Absolutely.

These are his notes right here.

Professor Emory said it can't fail.

It can't fail.

Okay, so here is the plan.

We sue the police department
under Title 1, Section 102B.

"The A. D. A. Prohibits discrimination
against a qualified individual

in regard to hiring, advancement
or discharge of employees."

The A. D. A.?

Americans with Disabilities Act.

- It's been the law since 1990.
- Disabilities?

Well, lucky for you, all your phobias
and obsessive behavior

have been well-documented,

so you could have your badge back
as early as next week.

All you have to do is take a test.

No biggie. Just 20 or 30 questions
about department protocol.

A mere formality.

It's up to you.
Should I file this or not?

Am I... disabled?

Well, it's the only way.

Right?

Okay. Do it.

Excuse me. Are you Adrian Monk?

A man just gave me this note for you.

Don't trust them.
Meet me upstairs-3rd floor. Come alone.

Oh! I thought you were...

The note said to come alone.

Well, this is as alone as you're gonna get.

Where is he?

I don't know.

Oh, God.
This place is creeping me out.

- Let's go back downstairs, hmm?
- Hold on.

Will you forget about the book?

They have librarians for that.

It'll just take a second.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Adrian?

Adrian? Adrian!

Oh, my God!

A little help.!

Oh, my God! Adrian!
Don't let go.

Don't let go.
That's good advice.

I better write that down,
or I'm gonna forget it.

Don't worry.
They'll be down in a minute.

Okay, here's another question.

A man is blocking the main
entrance of a store.

- What is the charge?
- Obstructing a public access.

That's right.

The test used to determine
whether a handgun has recently...

The paraffin diphenylamine test.

Are all the questions gonna be this easy?

I think so.

This is the official practice book.

Then I am in, baby.

Already had my old uniform
cleaned and pressed.

Adrian, don't you think that's a little
premature? - It's not premature.

It is perfectly mature.

Sharona, ahh, I'm back.

Look who's awake.

Are you ready for your test?

Piece of cake.

Mrs. Parlo, how are you feeling?

Oh, don't worry about me.

I heard what happened
to you in the library.

It just means we're getting close.

Somebody is getting nervous, Mrs. Parlo.

So now I want to try to find out exactly
where they took you.

Sharona, do you have that map?

All right, but I...
I told the chief of police I...

I couldn't help him.

I had an afghan over my head.

Maybe we'll be able to
figure it out anyway.

Okay. - We're here.

What are you doing?

Just smoothing it out.

What else do you remember about the trip?

Well, like I said, I didn't see a thing.

Did you hear anything?

No. I'm sorry.

Did you smell anything?

You know, now that you mention it, I did.

- I smelled fresh bread.
- Bread.

Oh, my God. There's a...

There's a big bakery on Claxton Boulevard.

You can smell it when you drive past.

And then we stopped for four or
maybe five minutes.

- Why so long?
- Were they getting gas?

- No.
- Could've been a drawbridge.

Oh, my God.!

Third Street drawbridge across channel.

Then just a few minutes later,
we got to their house,

and it was exactly 8:00.

How do you know that?

My watch was beeping.

See, I... I set it so I don't forget to
take my ticker pills.

And...

And it was raining.

Are you sure?
It wasn't raining all week.

Listen, missy.
I think I know what rain feels like,

and that's what I felt when they carried me
from the van into the house.

And, you know, that wasn't all.

- Cough drops.
- Cough drops?

I distinctly smelled cough drops.

Eucalyptus trees.

They smell like cough drops.

There's the big bakery.

Turn here. You gotta turn...
Turn here.

Will you relax?
I'm turning.

Okay, there's the drawbridge.

Stop the car!
The bridge is up!

Do you wanna drive?

No. You're doing fine.

This has to be the block.

I can smell the eucalyptus from here.

But which house?

- Well, we'll know in a few seconds.
- What do you mean?

Mrs. Parlo said it was
raining at exactly 8:00.

But what she felt wasn't rain.

Automatic sprinkler system.

That's our house.

Oh, which one is it?

Oh, great.

That one.

They fed her pizza, remember?

You're gonna be a pretty good cop.

- Now what?
- Now...

Now we take a picture...

of whoever comes out of the house.

Mrs. Parlo said she recognized
their voices.

Maybe she knows who they are.

- How are we gonna get their picture?
- I don't know.

Why don't you think of something?

I did the sprinkler thing.
It's your turn.

- Oh, so now we're taking turns?
- Yes, now we're taking turns.

- Since when?
- It's our new policy.

Didn't you get my memo?

Stay here.

- I'll send you a memo.
- What did you say?

Nothing.

I heard the word "memo."

Just stay here and study for your test.

Get the camera ready.

- Harold, what's going on?
- Nothing.

These cars have a mind of their own.

German engineering, my ass.

I don't see anything.

Let's go.

- Well, strike me pretty!
- You do recognize them.

Oh, yes. They were here just last week.
Remember?

They came about the cat.

Two weeks ago,
Nana took in a stray cat.

It didn't have a collar.
We didn't know who it belonged to.

We were worried about you.

I ran off some flyers and put them up,

and the next day this couple called us.

Harold and Carol Maloney.

They own an antique store
on Grannis Boulevard.

It's five blocks away.

I knew there was something
sneaky about them.

You know where I should have
stabbed them?

Yeah, I... I think we do.

Their cat had run away a few days ago,
so they came over,

but it wasn't theirs.

Is that it?
They just looked at the cat?

Did they say or do anything unusual?

No. They were just here a few minutes.

We never saw 'em again.

Mr. Monk, I don't understand.
They're antique dealers.

What do they want with Nana?

And what's all this crap
about turkey dinners?

I don't know... yet.

Why don't we call the captain?

Let's wait until tomorrow.

I should have more clout by then.

What do you mean?

Well, thanks to your granddaughter,
by this time tomorrow...

I'll be back on the force.

Have a seat.

You'll have 30 minutes to answer
all 50 questions.

Make sure you fill in the little
circles completely,

so the computer can read them.

What if I finish early?

You might want to check your work.

I don't think that'll be necessary.

Are you ready?

Go. Good luck.

Yes? - Could you take
one of these off the table?

Why?

I can't have two.
I get confused.

Which one?

This one.

Wait. Uh, you know what?

That one.

Wait.

You... You better choose.

All right. Okay?

Thanks. I'll... I'll do the same
for you sometime.

You, uh, have a half hour.

No problem.

No problem.

Oh, you finished?

I need a new sheet.

A little hole.

Now, where is he?

- He locked himself in.
- In my office?

I don't think so.

Hey, Monk, open the door!

Let me guess.

He didn't pass the test.

He didn't quite finish.

How far did he get?

He did one question.

Over and over and over.

- What's that?
- His pencil.

Adrian, you can retake the test!

I'll never pass.!

Hey, Monk?

Go find a key.

Monk, listen to me.

Listen.

I think that you...

you failed that test on purpose.

You-You don't want to get your
badge back on a technicality, right?

You want to earn it.

You will. Adrian, you will.

You'll... You're gonna be
a great cop again.

You're gonna do it the right way,
and I respect you for that.

Now, open the door.

Monk! Open that damn door!

I'm gonna give you until three.

A. M. Or P. M.?

Not three o'clock, you fool!

One!

Two!

Hey, what the heck...
What is that? Monk!

I think that's your chair.

Monk, that's my father's chair!

If you put one scratch
on that chair, I will...

I will never forgive you!

Monk, be careful with that chair.

Move the chair, Monk.

Monk, move the chair.

Are you okay?

You said "Be careful" because
you love that chair. - That's right.

The kidnappers said "Be careful"

when they carried
Mrs. Parlo out of the house.

They weren't worried about her.

They were worried about that chair.

What chair?

The chair she was tied to.

That's what this whole
thing has been about.

That's my grandmother's chair.!

- I recognize it.!
- She is lying.

People make false claims about
pieces like this, all the time.

You like opera?

Yes, we love it.

Is that a crime?

It should be.

Ooh, captain, please!

Tell me about the chair, Mr. Maloney.

I'd be happy to.

It is a Fanback Windsor in original finish,
built in 1774.

Dealers like us wait our whole lives
for a piece like this.

Note the engraving on the back
in the shape of Monticello. - Mm-hmm.

This chair was personally handcrafted
by Thomas Jefferson.

In fact, there is some evidence to support
the fact that he sat in this very chair

while he drafted the Declaration
of Independence.

Does it swivel?

How much is it worth?

Two. Maybe 2.5.

Million?

Yes, Lieutenant, million.

Actually, we'll find out for sure
next week. We're auctioning it off.

I don't imagine any of you will
be bidding on it.

Well, where did you get it?

I'll tell you where they got it.

They stole it from
my grandmother's house.

She's right.

Your cat ran away.

You saw the flyer,

and you went to their house looking for it,

and that's where you saw the chair.

You must have recognized it right away,
but what could you do?

You couldn't offer to buy it.

They might have had it appraised,
and that would have ruined everything.

You couldn't steal it.

The cops would have been looking for it.

You'd never be able to sell it.

Then you had an idea.

It was brilliant, really.

You kidnapped Mrs. Parlo and carried
her out of the house with the chair,

Made some ridiculous ransom
demand.../ Be careful.

And then let her go.

You figured anyone would be
so relieved to have their nana back

that they wouldn't even remember
the missing chair.

Prepare to be disappointed, Mr. Monk.

I can prove providence.
I have a receipt.

We bought the chair from a dealer
in Baton Rouge four years ago.

The poor sap.
He didn't know what he was sitting on.

Literally.

I bet it's a forgery.

Forgery is a serious offense.

It is a class "C" felony.

Or "B." "B" or "C."

The receipt will have to speak for itself.

Unfortunately, the dealer has
since passed on.

Oh, how convenient.

So can you prove that the chair
belongs to you? Hmm?

No. Interesting. Huh.

Okay, well, until you can,
I suggest you all leave.

It's my dinnertime.

Well, that could've gone better.

Can't we do anything?

I cannot question them officially
unless you've got something,

anything, to prove that you own that chair.

Do you have anything on paper?

No. Nana bought it at
a flea market 20 years ago.

She can't even remember where.

Do you have a picture of it?

I checked all our photo albums.
Nothing.

Wait a minute. Listen.

Listen to what?

Listen to you.

You're not sneezing.

You haven't sneezed at all
since we got here.

That's true.

The Maloneys said they had
a cat that ran away.

- That's why they went to Julie's house.
- Right.

They lied.
They never had a cat.

Otherwise you'd be sneezing your head off.

You're right. He's right.

I'm lost, as usual.

If the Maloneys never had a cat,

why did they go to your house
in the first place?

They must have known
about the chair somehow.

Do you still have a copy of that flyer?

Uh, I think so.

That's the prettiest
picture I've ever seen.

Hi, folks. Remember us?

I was wondering if
we could bother you again.

Thank you.

Congratulations.
You solved the case.

Well, I had a little help.

Hi, Nana. Guess what!

I'm quitting law school.

I'm buying my own bakery.

Yes, we can afford it.

We can afford anything we want.

I love you, Nana.

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