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All right,gentlemen
here they are.

Get 'em
while they're warm.

Hey, Rusty,
what's in these?

In case my doctor needs
to know.

Let me tell you wise guys
something.

When I was on payroll,
we respected our elders.

I come in here,
I volunteer.

Do I get
a "thank you, Rusty"?

No, I get jokes.

And they aren't even
funny jokes.

They're old and stale.

Come on, Rusty, we all love you.
You know that.

Look, I'm eating one.

Hey, hey,
Karl with a K.

Oh, hell, he's back.

Hey, Chucky, you--
You missed a spot.

Captain...

can you believe
it's been a year already?

You know, Mr. Monk,

I told you you can
test those smoke alarms

at home by yourself.

Yeah, I know, I know.

But I'd rather
you guys did it.

You're the experts, right?

House fire, three alarm.

Mr. Monk, I'm afraid
you're gonna have to wait.

Captain,
I was here first.

Sir, there's a house burning down
five blocks away.

Don't you think that should
take priority right now?

Don't you?

Let's go.

How many rooms do you have?

Five.

Thirty smoke detectors...
for five rooms?

Plus two hallways
and a vestibule.

I used to say you can't
be too careful.

Never say that again.

Excuse me?

Hello?

Hey, you're not
allowed back here.

Rusty?

Rusty?!

Hey--Russ--

Hello?

Mr. Monk?

Oh, my God.
Mr. Monk.

Mr. Monk, are you okay?

Is Rusty okay?
Check on Rusty.

I think he's dead.
What happened?

I don't know.
There was a man.

I tried to stop him.

Mr. Monk, it's okay.
It's all over now.

You can open your eyes.

Oh, my God.

Captain Stottlemeyer, please.

It's an emergency.

Don't say anything.

Just sit over there, all right?

There's a chair right there.

Where?
Where?

Right over there.

Natalie...

I can't see it.

* 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 *

* 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 jungle out there *

So, how's it look, Doc?

Well, okay.

The liquid that hit him
was a mixture

of detergent
and muriatic acid.

Both of his corneas
have been scarred.

And there is nerve damage.

Which means what, exactly?

It's hard to say.

Sometimes the tissue
grows back by itself.

And sometimes it doesn't.

It's okay,
Mr. Monk.

He's afraid of the dark.

Well, he might have
to get used to it.

At least for a while.
Excuse me.

Monk?

It's Randy.

I'm speaking to you.

I'm standing
right in front of you.

Now I'm squatting.

I'm about eye level.

I just want you to know

that we're gonna find the man
who did this to you.

I'm gonna
work on this case 24/7.

I don't care
how long it takes.

Except for May 11th.

My niece is getting confirmed,

and there's a reception
the night before.

So I'm probably
gonna need--

I'm probably gonna need
that whole weekend off.

So, Randy. Randy.
From the 11th to the 13th.

I didn't think
this was possible,

but you're making
this situation worse.

Mr. Monk, you know
this is a top hospital.

They're gonna do
everything they can.

You can't give up.

There's always hope.

There's never hope.

This is something we do
at the school for the blind.

It's called
an empathy exercise.

We use it to help families
and friends understand

what their loved one's
going through.

How do you feel
right now?

I feel helpless
and out of control.

Yeah, I feel
disoriented.

Even more than usual.

This is how your friend Adrian's
feeling 24 hours a day.

He has to relearn everything.
Even things he's done a thousand times.

For example,

you've spent a lot of time
here in the station.

You both probably know it
pretty well.

Sure.

I want you to find
the water cooler,

and pour yourself
a cup of water.

Piece of cake.

Three...

Where's the cooler?

Sorry, sorry.

We're doing
an empathy exercise.

He's cheating.

How does he know I'm cheating
unless he's cheating?

I won!

Lieutenant, this isn't
a competition.

I know, but if it was
a competition,

I would've been
the winner.

There's a trick you can
teach your friend.

If you stick your finger
over the edge of the cup,

it won't overflow.

Ms. Stein,

you've never met
Adrian Monk.

He's not gonna be sticking
his fingers in any cups.

He'd sooner die of thirst.

The thing is,
this guy is really fragile

to begin with.

I just don't see

how he's gonna be able
to function at all.

Then it's up to you
to make him function.

Get him back to work.

That's the best medicine.

Back to work?

Okay, which one is this?

The one with the balloon.

Oh, yeah.

I love that one.

Is it straight?

It's perfect.

I'll never see
her face again.

Mr. Monk,
don't say that.

Am I crying?

No.

Feels like I'm crying.

Feels like I'm crying
all the time.

Natalie
my life is over.

Forget about me.

You have to move on,
get another job.

I am not going anywhere.

Look at me.

Sorry.

Your life is not over.
You could still do anything.

There've been lots
of blind people

who have done great
and amazing things.

Like who?

Like Ray Charles.

And, um...
you know.

Yeah?

You know, uh,
I mean, come on.

Mr. Magoo.

Who's that?

Mr. Magoo?

Oh, gosh, he was
a great man.

Um...an inventor.

Really?

An entrepreneur,
if you will.

He did lots of amazing,
amazing things.

And he was blind?

I don't want to talk
about Mr. Magoo anymore.

-Me neither.
-Hello?

Door was open.
Cap?

Hey, how's it going?

Uh, well, gosh,
he's doing great.

He's just great.

I'm so proud of him.

Good.
Good.

Uh, listen, Monk.

I'm on my way
over to the firehouse.

I want you
to come along.

What for?

I gave the lieutenant
my statement.

Yeah, I know.
I just, uh--

I thought that
maybe you might

see something.

Somehow I doubt that.

You know what I mean.

Look, Monk,

even in this condition,

you're still
the best detective I know.

Exactly.
I think it's a great idea.

You don't mean that.

You're just trying
to cheer me up.

Look, Monk, this isn't
only about you.

This is a homicide
investigation.

A fireman was killed.

- Rusty.
- Rusty.

He was a stand-up guy.

He'd been on that engine
for 35 years,

and I'm gonna nail
the son of a bitch that killed him.

- And you're gonna help me.
- Leland, I can't. I ca--I can't--

Monk, I'm not asking you.

Natalie, get him up.

Come on,
you heard the captain.

Okay, I'm coming.
I'm coming.

But listen,
don't expect too much from me.

I'm no Mr. Magoo.

Mr. Magoo?

You know, Magoo--
the famous inventor.

Magoo.

Now...

the table is here.

No, Monk.

The table is here.

All right.

That puts the pole
right there.

The pole's there.

- I can't do this.
- You can do this. You can do this.

Mr. Monk,
just concentrate, okay?

All right, just try
to picture the room.

You can do this.

You have
an amazing memory.

Oh, right.

I forgot about
my amazing memory.

Look, what we
can't figure

is what the guy
was doing here.

What we he looking for?

Is anything missing?

I don't think so.

There's nothing here
worth taking.

No money.
Nothing.

It just doesn't make
any sense.

Okay, let's do this.

Have a seat.

You and Rusty
were sitting here.

You were checking
the smoke detectors.

Right.
Right.

And then
this man entered

from over there.

And he walked
around the truck slowly,

like he was trying
not to be noticed.

Monk, Lieutenant Randy Disher.

I'm speaking
to you again.

Randy, you don't need
to tell the man

that you're speaking to him.

Yes, sir.

Okay, you know who this is,

and you know
I'm speaking to you.

Now, in your statement,
you said that you could hear him.

- That his shoes were squeaking.
- That's right.

That he was tall,
maybe 6'1".

Heavyset,
with sandy hair,

wearing a leather jacket.

Right.
That's right.

And then Rusty--

Rusty walked over to him,

around the back
of the truck.

Then I heard
this big noise.

Then I walked
around the truck.

I went around the back
of the truck.

Where--
Where's the truck?

The truck's been moved, Monk.
You're good.

And then--

Then I saw Rusty
on the floor.

And the guy was
holding a shovel in his hands.

You said you could smell him.
He'd been drinking.

Rum.
He smelled like rum.

We got that, Randy

Is there anything else?
Anything new?

Anything you forgot
to mention?

No, no.
He grabbed the container,

and he just threw the solvent
in my eyes.

That was the last thing I saw.

Oh, my God.

That was the last thing I saw.

Oh, what is that?
What is it?!

- Is it off?
- It's off.

Can I go home now?

Yes, you can
go home now.

Hold on, hold on.
Here.

Ok, step, step, step.

Here, here.
Yes, yes.

It's okay, I gotcha.
I gotcha.

You're okay.

Wait.
Wait a second.

What?

Wait a minute.

What is it?

There's a coat
missing here.

A coat?

There were six coats

hanging right here.

He's right.

There's one missing.

He came in to steal a coat?
He's willing to kill for it?

It doesn't make any sense
to me either,

but it's something.
We find that coat, we find a guy.

See, you're amazing.

Hey. I'm fine.

- All right.
- Good work.

Good, good, good.

All right, very--

Okay, see?
There you go.

You don't need me at all.

Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry. I didn't see it.

Join the club.

Hey, how's he doing?

We just got back
from the hospital.

They're very optimistic.

You mean pessimistic.

No, they're
very optimistic.

Well, then, why are you
shaking your head?

So what's
so important, Randy?

I think we got him.

We just picked up a guy
in Rockaway,

and he was wearing
the fireman's coat.

He's in the bullpen.

Who is he?

A guy named Kolbert.
Jake Kolbert.

He's a drifter.
He lives out by the beach.

You think
you can I.D. him?

Oh, I don't know how.

Maybe you haven't heard.

I am blind.

But you'll do the best you can.

Right?

You're not gonna give up just because
you've been dealt a bad hand.

Have I been dealt
a bad hand?

I wouldn't know,
because I'm blind!

Monk.
Hey, I like the cane.

You look kind of dapper.

You say you found the guy?

We found a guy.

He's the right height.

He doesn't have an alibi,

and he was wearing
the missing coat.

-Did his shoes squeak?
-Don't know.

He was barefoot
when we picked him up.

But that doesn't matter,
because we don't need shoes.

Because I've got
and eyewitness.

So to speak.

Jake Kolbert,

This is Adrian Monk.

We're here to figure out
if you two met

at fire company 53
last Sunday.

No.

I've never seen him before
in my life.

I told you, man,
I found that coat in a dumpster.

Behind a restaurant
on Vinton Street.

He the guy?

I can't tell.
I can't tell.

The guy
at the firehouse

never said a word.

Okay.

Well, you know
what we have to do.

We have to feel
the man's face.

What?
No.

No, Leland.
Please.

I can't.
God, I can't.

You're the only witness I got.

- He's a drifter.
- So what?

I have lived my whole life

without feeling
a drifter's face.

I've always been
very proud of that.

Even on my worst day,

I could tell myself

at least I didn't feel
a drifter's face.

This could be the man
who killed Rusty

and blinded you.

I am not letting him or you
walk out of here until I'm sure

Oh, God.
Come on.

God.

No.
God.

That's a wart.

Oh, God.
Wipe!

Wipe! Wipe!
Yes. Yes.

Wipe!

Right here, right here,
right here.

He's not the guy.

I've been trying
to tell you.

I found that coat
in a dumpster.

I get cold at night.

I sleep in a cardboard box at the beach.

My life sucks!

What are you
complaining about?

At least you can see.

Oh, I got plenty
to complain about.

Don't get me started.
No, no.

I've got a nine-year-old dog
that needs a new kidney.

I had a bucket of acid
thrown in my face.

I think I win.

I haven't had a hot meal
in three years.

My wife is dead.

So is mine.

Car bomb?

Pneumonia.

Natalie, car bomb
or pneumonia?

Mr. Monk,
I don't know.

Yeah, I bet your wife
didn't suffer.

Trudy lived
for 20 minutes

in pain, alone.

Y--You're an amateur.

Come back
when you got something.

Who's next ?

Come on.
Anybody.

You're looking at the most
miserable man on Earth.

Oh, hey, you.
How 'bout you?

How 'bout you?
You want a piece of me?

I'll take you all on
at the same time.

I can't lose!

I--I can't lose.

This is Adrian...Monk.

Thank you for calling
my new answering machine.

When you hear the beep noise

please speak
into the telephone receiver,

and leave a message which
I will play back and listen to later

This is the end
of the message.

And here is the beep
I was talking about.

Adrian, it's Dr. Kroger again.

Now, I know you're there,
so please pick up.

Adrian,
you missed your 10:30,

and your 3:30.

Adrian, you can't
stay in your house forever.

Wanna bet?

I know you, Adrian.

You're probably
lying on your bed

feeling sorry for yourself.

You can't just give up

There are people out there
who really need you.

Come on, Adrian.

You have to get up.
Get out of bed.

Come on, you can do it.
Here we go.

That's right
Come on.

Come on.
Up and at 'em.

Okay, go on.
Come on, come--

This must be it.

Describe it.

We're down
the tenderloin, Monk.

Right in the heart
of wino land.

We're standing
in an alley behind a bar,

in front of
a standard-issue dumpster.

Probably about
three cubic yards.

It is filled with garbage.

Broken bottles,
cardboard boxes.

Monk,
Randy Disher speaking.

I'm opening
my notebook.

I can't find my--
I can't find my notebook.

I'm checking my pockets.

Patting my pockets.

Oh--found the notebook.

Opening notebook.

Yeah,
according to Mr. Kolbert,

he was here 5:00 PM
last Sunday,

collecting bottles.

He found the fireman's coat
in the dumpster.

5:00.

That's just three hours
after Rusty was killed.

He also said he found
a fireman's helmet,

which he gave
to a couple of kids.

He kills a man
for a fireman's coat.

He throws it away
a couple hours later.

That makes no sense.

Ooh, rats.

I'm glad
I didn't see that.

- Natalie.
- What?

Natalie, I'm glad

I didn't see that.

Yeah.

This is--
It's an alley, right?

It must be pretty filthy.

Yeah,
It's disgusting.

I'd probably
hate this place.

Oh, Mr. Monk,
you wouldn't last five minutes here.

There's cockroaches--

There's a dead cat
right over there.

Natalie,
it doesn't bother me.

Nothing bothers me.

It's great.

I can't see anything.

I don't see any of it.

This could really work
for me.

I hate this neighborhood.

I was stuck here
for three hours Sunday.

The house that burned down
was just around the corner.

Hold on.
Hold on.

The fire on Sunday
was--was--was right here

in this very neighborhood?

Yeah.
The woman was killed.

She fell asleep
smoking a cigarette

in front of the TV.

I don't think so.
No, no.

There has to
be a connection

between that fire

and what happened to Rusty.

Okay, let's go.
Come on, people.

Come on.
We got a case to solve.

Wait.
Dead cat on your left.

Monk,
do you want some gloves?

Don't need 'em.

Out of sight,
out of mind.

Excuse me.
Blind man walking.

Excuse me.

Is this the living room?

That's right.
She was on the couch.

Which is
on your right.

Easy.

Yeah, she was on the couch,
she was watching TV.

She's smoking. She's drinking.
She falls asleep.

Cigarette falls
on a pile of newspapers,

and whoosh.

At least,
that's the official version.

Rum.
Rum.

Who was she?

Disher opening file.

"Stefanie Preston.
27."

She was a temp.

"Last job,
Peter Breen Construction."

Lived here alone.

Well, I don't think
she lived here alone.

At least
not every night.

There's a bottle of men's cologne
in the bathroom.

Two toothbrushes.

Two different types
of toothpaste.

She's got a boyfriend.

Oh, there was--

There was something here.

Something etched
in the glass.

The shape
of an animal.

A donkey or a horse.

It looks like a horse.

Wh--Wh--What's this?

TV remote.

At least it was.

Okay, if she was watching TV

from over there,

why is the remote

way over here?

I don't know.

I think I do.

Captain,

here's what happened.

Somebody killed her.

Probably strangled her,

then made it look
like she fell asleep

on the couch.

He probably walked away.

Then he stopped
and realized

he forgot something.

Something inside the house.

What was it?

I don't know.

Probably metal.

Something that would
survive the fire.

Something that could
be traced back to him.

Whatever it was,
he had to get it back.

But how?

The house was on fire.

The trucks were already here.

The place was surrounded.

He needed a fireman's coat.

Exactly.

That's what he was doing
in the firehouse.

That--That's why
he stole the coat.

He came back here.

He looked
like one of the guys.

Nobody noticed him.
Nobody questioned him.

He walked right past them,

came inside--

Grabbed whatever it was
he left behind.

Not bad for a blind guy.

I'm back, baby.

Mr. Monk, you're talking to a doorjamb.

I'm back!

I--I just don't know what to say.

After you got
the diagnosis,

you were so despondent.

- Was I?
- Yes.

You were catatonic.
You were sitting here sobbing,

because you thought
you'd never be able

to look at Trudy's photos again.

All I know is
I've never been happier.

I am at peace.
Dig this--

Dig this?

Yesterday the school
for the blind

sent over a woman
to teach me

how to get around.

She wanted me
to count the steps

from my front door
to the street.

I said, "Sweetheart,

"I've been counting those steps
for five years. 44."

So you see,
I have been preparing

to be blind
my whole life.

All right, Adrian,
wh--what about your work?

My work?
My work's great.

I'd say I'm operating at
or just below Magoo level.

Adrian, I have to tell you
I'm a little concerned.

Now, there are five stages of grief,

and I think
you've already leapfrogg

over at least
the first three of them.

- And I think any doctor--
- I'm sorry to interrupt.

I was just thinking--

You could be naked right now,

and it wouldn't bother me.

- Adrian, I'm not naked.
- But you could be.

Look it, Adrian.

I think that you're
using this condition

as an excuse
to cut yourself off

from the real world,
even more than usual.

And the pendulum will swing back.

- I don't think so.
- Yes, it will.

This is what pendulums do.

You could come crashing down.
It would be very painful.

I--I--I just refuse to believe
that you are happy--

genuinely happy--

having lost your eyesight.

It's the best thing
that ever happened to me.

Oh, okay, fine.

Well, then, why don't we
get some ear plugs,

and some nose plugs?

And then you can just cut yourself off
completely from the world.

Or maybe
we could arrange

to have you put into a coma.

Well, let's try
the ear plug thing first.

- Stefanie what?
- Preston.

She worked in your office
until last week?

I remember her.
Stefanie--nice kid.

Hey, you mind if we walk
while we talk?

Time is money, and frankly,
I don't have enough of either.

Hey, Mr. Monk,

you might want to wait
in the trailer.

It's probably
a lot safer for you.

Ground's a little rough out here.

No, no, don't, uh--

Don't worry about me.

I just want to be treated
like everybody else.

Make sure the electrical inspector
gets a copy, all right?

So, what can you tell us
about her?

Uh, not much.
She was a temp.

She was here
for maybe eight weeks.

My regular girl was away
on maternity leave.

You said there was fire?

That's right.

That's terrible.
That's heartbreaking.

Mr. Breen,

how well
did you know her?

Well, I didn't really
know her at all.

Oh, my gosh.

- What is wrong with you?
- What? There's barbed wire.

You're gonna cut yourself.

I'm not going to cut myself.

I have a radar.

- A radar?
- Yes.

I feel it now.
It's like a sixth sense.

I'm like a bat in a cave.

You know, they swoop around,
but they never hit the walls.

Well, I don't think
your radar is working.

It--It's wor--

Listen to me.

It's working fine, okay?

I am a swooping bat.

My antennae are tingling
all the time.

Hey, swooping bat guy.

I'm over here.

Stay with the group.

Have you ever been
to Stefanie Preston's house?

Why would I go to her house?

She was
a very attractive woman.

Yeah, and so is my wife.

Is that your Ferrari out there?

- That's one of them.
- Do you like it?

I was thinking about
getting one myself.

It's either between that
or the Ford Festiva.

Where were you
Sunday afternoon?

Uh, Sunday I was here, on site,

meeting with the architect
and construction manager.

Hey, boss,
I got that work order.

Oh, and I still have those keys.

Uh, Eddie, we're
a little busy right now.

You know what?
We'll take care of that later.

Gentlemen?

Capt Captain.

Captain,
listen to that.

Sqaky shoes.

That's the guy.
Come on.

Mr. Monk?

This way.
Definitely this way.

Can I help you?

It's the guy, Captain.

Cap--Captain?

You're under arrest.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Though I'd prefer it if you didn't.

Captain?

Captain!

Help! Somebody!

my...

God.

Help!

Help! Help!
Somebody!

Help me, here!

Help!

Help!

Heads up!

I can't breathe,
the air's so thin.

- Mr. Monk?
- Help me!

Mr. Monk,
what are you doing?

- Natalie.
- Yes?

Are you...flying?

Here, I got you.
I got you.

Just take a step down.

- No.
- Just a little step.

It's okay,
we got you.

You're okay.
We got you.

There you go.
There you go.

You're okay.
You're okay.

You're okay.
Okay.

Oh, my God,
Mr. Monk.

What were you doing?

Oh, my--My God.

The guy--
The guy who killed Rusty--

The squeaky shoes.
He's here.

He's here.
"Eddie Murdoch."

Here, I got you.

That's him.

It's Eddie Murdoch.

Must've been up there
lookin' for you,

and slipped.

Well, I guess that's it.

Case closed!

I think I have
some good news.

The optic nerves appear
to be healing,

and your pupils are
starting to dilate.

I'm cautiously optimistic.

Is that how he takes good news?

Yeah, it is.

If you could just
stick around for a bit,

I'd like to show these to my colleagues.
Be right back.

Thank you, doctor.
We'll be here.

Isn't that great?
She sounded so hopeful.

Hope.
I hate Hope's guts.

Hey, what happened
to all your confidence?

I don't know, Leland.

Maybe I dropped it

when I was screaming for help

ten inches off the ground.

I am so pathetic.

I'm half the man I was,

which was 3/4 of a man.

And so now I'm--

5/16 of a man.

Thank you, Randy.

Oh, no, wait--
3/8 of a man.

Hey, would you quit whining?

The bad guy's on a slab downstairs.

We get to go home.

In my book,
that's a good day.

Monk, he is definitely the guy.

I just came back
from his house.

We found the clothes he was
wearing when he set the fire.

They were in a laundry hamper,
covered with soot.

You guys, I'm sorry. I have to go.
I have to go get Julie.

You kids take off.
I'll stay here with Captain Sunshine.

Hey, I can drop you off?

New wheels.

Oh, so you went
with the Ford.

Yeah, I didn't like the way
the Ferrari handled.

Or the way they turned down
my credit application.

Yeah.
Cool, huh?

I went with the four cylinder,
instead of the six.

It's quicker.

Oh, and white,
with tan cloth interior.

Leather makes me sweat.

Yeah, I need those.

All right, we gotta go.
We gotta go.

Okay, bye, Mr. Monk.
We'll see you tomorrow.

Why did he do it?

Why did who do what?

Why did Eddie Murdoch
kill that girl?

Since when does a creep
need a reason?

You remember
when we were talking

to Peter Breen?

Murdoch came walking up.

Do you remember
what he said?

Yeah, he said,

"I still have those keys."

Peter Breen drives
a Ferrari, right?

That's right.

What do their key chains look like?

It's a rearing horse.

The impression
on the coffee table.

Those were Breen's keys.

You said Murdoch's body's on a slab?

Downstairs.

Hello?

Well, we've got the place
to ourselves, so to speak.

Do you see him?
Do you see Eddie Murdoch?

No.
Not yet.

Wh--What do you see?

Uh...people.
Bloated.

Laying around,
not talking.

Kind of like Thanksgiving
at my ex-wife's house.

So you think the keys
were still in his pocket?

Oh, it's worth a shot.

Eddie Murdoch killed Stefanie Preston.

There's no question about that.

But it wasn't his idea.

His boss paid him to do it.

So Breen was having the affair.

Exactly.

He had keys to her house.

Loaned 'em to Eddie Murdoch
so Murdoch could sneak in and kill her.

He went back for the keys.

That's what
he went back for.

Right.
And if we find those keys--

Mr. Breen's gonna
have a lot of explaining to do.

Got him.

Hello, Edward.

Don't get up.

They usually
keep the personal effects

in a plastic bag.

Bingo!

Well?

Exhibit A.

D.A.'s gonna love this.

Can I feel?

That's it.

Leland, what happened?

Leland!

Mr. Monk,

I'm gonna need that key ring.

Help, somebody!

The keys, please.

Oh, I don't have time for this.

Actually,
it's pretty convenient

you're both already here.

That way, they won't
have to move the bodies.

Don't move.

Don't move.

Captain.

Captain?
You okay?

You okay?

You all right?

Monk...

You can see me.

Yeah.

- Hello.
- Hello.

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