All language subtitles for Monk_S01E05_Mr. Monk Goes to the Carnival.English (CC)

[carnival music playing over speakers]

[people cheering and yelling]

[Stottlemeyer] I don't like it.

You oughta be wearin' a wire.

Oh, listen, Leland,

we don't even know what he's got.

Well, look, maybe I should hang
and watch your back.

Oh, come on. You worry too much.

You always did.

Leland, go home.

Get some sleep.

Past your bedtime.

-Look, Adam, could you do me a favor?
-Yeah.

When we're in public
you call me "Captain," okay?

Oh, I'm sorry, Captain.

Still can't say it without laughin'. Heh.

[screaming and whooping]

[girl] How about a photo?

Here's your ticket.
Pick it up when you leave.

No thanks.

John Gitomer?

You Kirk?

Somethin' you wanna tell me?

No, no, no. I said
I had something to sell you.

Oh, okay, what?

Shipment of Purple Haze, 10,000 tabs.

I know where, I know when, I know who.

You interested?

If it's righteous, I'm interested.

-Okay, but not here.
-No, this is fine.

Hey, hey.

Hey, get your hands off me, man!

Listen, do you got a problem?

I can't talk here.

Why not?

Up there.

No, I don't think so.

Who told you to call me?

I'll tell you. Up there.

No, who gave you my name?

See ya.

[ride buzzer sounds]

[Gitomer] Hey, somebody call the cops!

Hey, this guy's
tryin' to kill me!

-[Kirk] What you yellin' about?
-[Gitomer] Stop the ride!

-[Kirk] Hey, pal--
-[Gitomer] He's killing me!

-Calm down.
-He's trying to kill me!

-[Kirk] What are you yellin' about?
-Hey, help!

-[Kirk] Cut it out. Calm down!
-Help!

-Somebody call the cops!
-[Kirk] What? I'm not--

-He's trying to kill me!
-Stop it!

-Stop the ride!
-[Kirk] Stop the wheel. Let me off.

[Kirk]
You're sick, buddy.

Police officer, step back.

Everything's all right. Whew.

-[girl] What did you do?
-[man] Guy's a troublemaker.

Somebody call 911.

I didn't do nothin'. I was--

[weak gasping]

[theme music playing]

[female reporter]
Lt. Adam Kirk is, of course,

no stranger to controversy.

Six years ago he was
suspended for using excessive…

-Have you been drinking?
-I don't know-- a taste.

Amphetamines, anything?

They're gonna
want a blood test.

Bring it on.

And he was
in the news again recently

when alleged killer
Leonard Stokes

accused him
of police brutality.

-Captain, we got to--
-Give me 30 seconds, all right?

All right.

Internal Affairs is gonna
try to rip you apart.

Well, they've been tryin'
for years.

Look, Adam, is there somethin'
you wanna tell me?

He pulled a knife?

There was a fight,
it was you or him?

Leland, Leland, I never touched him.

There were bruises
on his chest.

Well, he must've
stuck himself.

-He stuck himself?
-Uh-huh.

All right, look,
from this point forward,

don't say anything.

-Mm-hmm.
-No, you don't speak English.

I'm gonna call
Sam Dwyer from PPA,

-he'll send somebody.
-I never touched him!

Not a word.

-I'll talk to you later.
-Captain.

All right.

Paul?

Well, he was stabbed
in the aorta.

He was gone
before he hit the ground.

-Self defense?
-Maybe.

-The bruises?
-There was a fight, all I know.

When I get him down to my beauty parlor,
I'll know a little more.

Thanks, Paul.

All right, I need the lab
to run the knife

-as soon as possible.
-Yes, sir.

And I need Adam
charged and booked.

Have Parko do that.

What am I supposed to do?

Two guys go up alone,
one of 'em comes out dead.

What do you
want me to do?

Captain, what about Monk?

He might see something
we're not.

Monk is no good
to anybody right now.

He's going before
the review board tomorrow.

You know how he gets
when he's under pressure.

He's gonna be
a basket case tomorrow.

[male member]
Former Detective Monk,

we've been
reviewing your file

which includes a statement

from your psychiatrist,
Dr. Kroger.

Now, he says
you're still obsessed

with the murder of your wife
to the point

where you
are emotionally paralyzed.

Do you agree?

Well, she was my wife.

You can understand.

It's not just another case.

-How's that investigation?
-We're stalled.

Frankly, it's a dead end.

[male board member]
There is good news.

Kroger says you've been showing
some significant progress

in some of your other problems.

Yes, working hard.

Since suspension, been
working as a private investigator.

Is that right?

Well, it hasn't made me rich.

But, you know,
it's what I do.

It's what you do.

I like that.

You feel that you're ready

to do for us again?

I mean, officially?

I think I'm ready.

As you know,
I've been doing

some consulting work
for the department.

Yes, on eight occasions.

It's very impressive.

[woman] Isn't it true,
that on more than one occasion,

your phobias have hindered
the investigation?

For example, last February,
your fear of heights

allowed a suspect
in San Anselmo to escape?

Well, no officer
is without fear of some kind.

That's true. We all accept that.

As long as those fears
don't interfere with his duties.

[male board member]
Making a formal recommendation

by the end of the week.

We have to speak
with two or three more people.

Including
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer.

Captain Stottlemeyer?

As your commanding officer
for years,

his testimony is crucial.

[female board member]
Thank you for coming in.

[female board member]
Mr. Monk?

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

We'll reconvene
tomorrow at 5:00.

[Sharona]
How'd it go?

It went great!

-[gasps]
-[exclaims] I was amazing.

-Yes, yes!
-I was Fred Astaire.

[giggles] Did you remember
to bite the tip of your tongue

to help you focus?

I bit the tip
of my tongue.

I was great. Get in the car.

-What are you doing?
-I'm driving, get in the car.

No, you're not.

Sharona, they could
be watching me now

from the-- don't look--
from the window right now.

-Don't look.
-So what?

I can't let them
see you driving me.

I'd look like an invalid.

So get in the car.

No.

Get in the car.

Will you get in the car?

Do you even know
how to drive?

Yes, I know how to drive.

I've never seen you.

Well, there's about 15 things
that I can do

that you've
never seen me do.

-Like what?
-Drive, I can drive.

Get in the car.

-Don't--
-They're not watching you!

[Monk] Look, what are you
doing looking?

What are you doing?

Do you even
have a license?

Of course.

Is it valid?

You know what?
I'm gonna show it to you

in the car.

I just put in a new
$1,200 transmission.

I'm not gonna wreck
your precious transmission.

Get in the car.

I have an idea.

Start yawning.

-Yawning?
-Yeah.

Make it look like
you're too tired to drive.

Why would I be
too tired to drive?

It's 10:00 in the morning.
I'm not in kindergarten.

I'm tryin' to get
my badge back.

Everybody gets tired.
You don't think cops get tired?

It's too late
to start yawning now.

I would've had to start yawning
when I was upstairs.

It is not too late
to start yawning right now

because you have to start yawning
at some point.

Everybody yawns all day.
There's no rules, yawn.

[yawning]

Mr. Monk.

You're still here.

Yeah.

Yeah, we're leavin' though.

We're going-- Here we go.

Sharona? You comin'?

[dramatic music playing]

Keys.

Keys.

Good parking spot, though.

Don't you think? I mean, lucky, lucky.

Can't beat it
with a stick.

Okay, I got it.

See you next time.

[sensor beeping; engine starts]

[cars bump together]

[car alarm sounding]

[car horn honking]

[car crashes]

[Sharona]
What were you thinking?

You said "turn,"
so I turned.

No, I meant
into the parking lot.

Look at my headlight,
Adrian.

-It's nothing.
-Nothing?

It is totally smashed.

Look at that.

-[cell phone ringing]
-[Sharona scoffs]

Hello?

Yes, he's right here.

Now?

Okay, we'll be right there.

-[phone beeps off]
-Stottlemeyer.

He says it's very important.

No, no!

Adrian!

I'm driving.

When hell freezes over,
you can drive again.

No, you know what?

Even if hell freezes,
I'm still driving

because I don't
want you driving on the ice.

Get in the car!

Your Honor, this is not
Lieutenant Kirk's first offense.

We have a case, Docket 4-5-5,

Adam Kirk versus
Leonard Stokes,

in which Lieutenant Kirk
is accused of police brutality.

This is obscene.

Don't touch Stokes, but he can

-string me up right here?
-Lieutenant.

[Judge] Can you control
your temper?

-I can, Your Honor.
-Do it--

on the street
and in my courtroom.

[Judge]
Mr. Dwyer?

We request
that Lieutenant Kirk be released

on his own recognizance.

Adam Kirk
is a decorated officer.

And the claims against
my client in this case,

and the case
involving Mr. Stokes,

have not been substantiated.

I don't know how much more
substantiated a case can get.

Bail is set at $50,000.

[gavel strikes]

So what do you think?

They're
on a Ferris wheel alone.

The Ferris wheel stops.
The guy's dead.

I know it looks bad.

"Bad" is not the word.

"Guilty" is the word.

Kirk has got a temper.
Not denying that.

You couldn't deny it.

I've seen it firsthand.

There's something not right.

He swears up and down
he did not touch the kid.

Maybe he blacked out
or something.

Like you do.

-What do you want me to do?
-Do your thing.

I want you to do
that thing you do.

I've known Kirk for 20 years.

-He's a great cop.
-You used to say that about Adrian.

Could we not make
this a personal thing?

This is not about
who Daddy loves more.

Monk, I need this.

You do right by me,

and I'll owe you one.

All right?

I'd like to talk it over with Sharona.

Sure.

What do you think?

I think you should do it.

Captain's gonna testify

in front of
the review board.

This may be good help.

I agree.

But let's stay here
a minute.

-Make it look like a tough decision.
-Okay.

What should
we talk about?

I don't know. How's Benjy?

He's good.

What grade is he in now?

-Fifth.
-Fifth grade.

Failing math.
It's driving me crazy again, but…

-Hey, Monk.
-Yeah?

We can hear you.

All right,
here's the deal.

This has gotta be done
under the table.

All right? Off the book.

Internal Affairs
is all over it.

Don't want
any outsiders poking around.

Okay?

Good.

Thank you.

It's okay.

I saw that, Adrian.

Look at 'em out there.

Tryin' to get a picture
of the killer cop.

Too bad I can't
charge 'em rent.

Did you talk to them?

I just told them
I was a friend.

Thanks for lyin'.

You know, I don't hold
what you did against you.

Why would you?

I told the truth.

-From your point of view.
-I was there, Lieutenant.

I saw what you did.

It was resisting arrest.

I was there.

Well, that makes
your bein' here now

mean even more.

You know what really
kills me about this

is I'm supposed to testify
against Stokes next week.

Best thing I ever did was gettin'
that butcher off the street.

Now he's gonna walk.

-Why would he walk?
-He claims

that I beat
a confession out of him.

This makes his case.

What are you doin'?

If you don't mind,
it helps him think.

Oh, knock yourself out.

[Monk] Wanna tell me what happened
on the Ferris wheel?

Yeah, that was stupid.

I get a call
from this punk, Gitomer.

-You knew him?
-No, I never met him.

I check him out.

[Kirk]
He's got some punk stuff.

Possession, stolen vehicle.

So he wants to meet
at the carnival.

Busy place. A lot of people.

Meet about what?

He's got somethin'
on a shipment of Purple Haze.

So we meet.

He starts
hemmin' and hawin'

and then he says
he'll talk,

but only
up on the Ferris wheel.

Ferris wheel's his idea?

Oh, yeah, his idea. So we get on.

I don't get out word one,
he goes postal.

You didn't do anything?

Hand to God.

He starts throwin'
himself around.

He's screamin',
"Help, he's gonna kill me!"

So the operator shuts down
the rig, I get off.

I walk ten feet. I hear screamin'.

Turn around, there's
Gitomer on the deck

with a knife in his chest.

Whose knife was it?

Not a clue.

And now, you didn't touch this guy?

No, I didn't touch him.

Maybe he shoved you,
you shoved him back.

No, I didn't touch the guy.

Things got outta hand,
it happens.

No, it doesn't happen!

Not to me.

Not anymore.

How's Anita?

[Kirk] Oh, she's good.

Thanks for askin'.

Where is she?

You just missed her.

She's just out shoppin'.

She should be back, oh,
any minute now.

Listen, friend,
if I'm gonna help you out,

you can't lie to me.

What?

You two had a fight
and she moved out.

Now who told you that?

The woman is obviously
into gardening.

But every plant
in the place

is dying.

Well…

she always comes back.

I'm done here.

You're gonna make somebody
a wonderful wife.

I can't make any promises.

Understood.

[carnival music playing
over speakers]

[lively chattering]

[Monk]
Okay, remember,

we're not officially
on the case, so be cool.

Yeah, I'll be
as cool as you.

-[Benjy] How many tickets?
-[Sharona] I don't know.

[Benjy] Let's get
a whole sheet, which is $40.

[Sharona] I don't know, Benjy,
I work for a very cheap man.

-[man] How many?
-Ten.

That's true-- she does.

He's also a very naive man

who doesn't know
when he's being used.

Who-- What?
Who's being used?

You are. Kirk's no good
and you know it.

He's Stottlemeyer's
ex-partner.

The captain will do anything
to save his ass.

Come up
with one of your convoluted theories

so he can parade you
in front of a jury.

[people joyfully screaming]

-You listening to me?
-[ride bell rings]

-What's wrong?
-The Ferris wheel.

[Monk] It's kinda big.
I can't go on it.

Well, you have to.
It's a crime scene.

Nah.

Benjy, bumper cars,
over there.

Nah, uh-uh.

[Sharona]
Come on, please.

We gotta
find Stottlemeyer.

[Stottlemeyer] Hey.

Hey. You remember Benjy.

Yes.

How you doin', Benjy?

You're in Little League, right?

Yeah, my kid
beaned you last year.

Hey, folks,
how about a photo?

[both] No, thank you.

Come on. It's a souvenir.

It's a carnival.

One big happy family.

-Thank you very much.
-Here's your ticket.

-Pick it up on your way out.
-Thank you.

Let's go.

Monk.

[Sharona]
Adrian.

Monk, come on.

[woman] Here you go.

Unclaimed from the day
you were asking about.

This is everything.

Adrian,
I promised Benjy I'd take him

on the bumper cars,
so meet you later, okay?

Just stay close
to the captain.

If you get lost,
find a policeman.

-Promise?
-Bingo.

Look at the sweatshirt.

I was thinkin'
the same thing.

Zipped all the way up.

-But it must've been 95 degrees.
-Yeah.

[people happily screaming]

[Stottlemeyer]
So they meet over there,

walk through here,
get on the ride,

go round and round,
it stops, and the kid's dead.

-Did you question the other riders?
-Oh, yeah.

I grilled everybody.
I got a list of--

Internal Affairs.

[girl] Hey!

Look, you just happened
to be here, okay?

It's your day off, understood?

Hey, Walt.

-Captain.
-How are you?

Mr. Monk. Walter Cauffel.

How's it goin'?

It's a bitch and a half.
What you doin' here?

I'm here with my assistant
and her kid.

Never figured you
the amusement park type.

Oh, sure, I love it.

It's so, you know, edgy.

Heard you're
up for reinstatement.

-Good luck.
-Thank you.

I really should be going.
You seen Sharona?

Yeah, Sharona's right over here.

Okay, see you.

Give me a couple minutes,
I'll get rid of him, all right?

-What should I do?
-Just have fun.

-Fun?
-Yeah.

Look, you've seen other people
have fun, imitate them.

[light music playing]

[mallets banging]

[bell rings]

Ugh.

I am so hungry.

Then get a hot dog.

No, no, thanks, no.

Mom, can I have $2?

-Wait, what for?
-It's a contest.

There's a big jar of jellybeans,

and if I guess how many are
in the jar, I win a boom box.

8,385.

What?

That's how many jellybeans
are in the jar.

8,385.

8,385. 8,385.

Have you seen the jar?

How can you guess
if you haven't seen the jar?

Benjy, 8,385.

Thanks, Mom.

Okay, now you owe me $2.

[Monk] There's I.A., don't look.

Come on.

We gotta look like we're blending in.

Let's go.

Yeah, we'll blend.

Thank you.

No problem.

Just take it. Come on.

It's good.

[bear humming melodically]

Ow!

-You having fun?
-I think so.

My head stopped throbbing.

But too many clowns.

-Too many.
-[clown horn honking]

[Sharona] Oh. Come on, relax.

[Benjy grunts]

-Oh, my God. Where did you get that?
-I won it!

It was that jellybean contest.

Mr. Monk was right.

You were only off by eight.

-Adrian, how'd you do that?
-Lucky guess.

No, I'm serious.

How'd you do it?

Adrian!

Adrian, I'm talkin' to you.

Come on, come on.
We got about an hour.

I sent 'em to that stripper bar
on Baker Avenue.

I told 'em Kirk
hangs out there. Hello, Kitty.

Hell, thought you guys were gone.
I'm tryin' to make a living here.

[Stottlemeyer]
Sorry. Only take a minute.

Adrian Monk, Kitty Malone.

She's been workin' the Ferris wheel
for seven years here.

Never had a problem.
Never an accident until last night.

Suppose he wants to hear the story too?

Yes, please, if you don't mind.

The freakiest thing I ever seen.
Two guys got on.

A few seconds later,
one starts screaming.

You mean, Mr. Gitomer?

I don't know names.

The soon-to-be-dead one.

Screamin',
"Help, he's tryin' to kill me!"

Looked up. Basket four
is rockin' back and forth.

I figure they're either
fightin' or fallin' in love. [chuckles]

You-- You couldn't see
what was happening?

Nah, you can't see
what's goin' on up there.

So I stopped the ride.

I always stop for crying babies
and guys knifing each other.

Anyway, I popped the bar,
the cop gets out.

He's pissed. He's screamin',
"I didn't do nothin'!"

-Where was he?
-Over there.

And the other guy?

[Kitty] Doubled over in his seat.

Got a knife in his chest.

Then he falls over right there.

[woman]
Get it moving!

[Kitty] Two minutes,
then I gotta start chargin'.

But could you--
Could you take your hand off--

-[Stottlemeyer] Not gonna move.
-But she's--

-Not gonna move. It's okay.
-She's by the control.

[man]
Hurry up!

[whispers] Thanks, Kitty.
Thank you.

-[woman] Come on!
-[man] Let's go!

-Hello.
-What?

What is that?

[Monk] A tarot card.

Or a half of one.

[Stottlemeyer]
Anybody coulda left that.

I think I need
to see Gitomer's place.

What's it mean,
half a tarot card?

I don't know.

It's a tarot card.

[Monk]
But, Mr. Crenshaw,

it mean
anything to you?

Yeah, it means
you're wastin' my time.

Mr. Gitomer used tarot cards?

I don't see
what anybody does.

I'm only the landlord.

"Peepholes on the door
face the wrong way."

That's what I always say.

How long
did he live here?

Eh, nine weeks.
But he paid for ten, so I guess

someone has a refund comin'.

What's this?

[Crenshaw]
You wouldn't believe

what I seen hangin'
from those fans.

Adrian.

This is weird.

He keeps his batteries
in his socks?

-Oh, my God.
-What is it?

[Monk]
It's a weapon.

They use them in prison.

It's torn here.

Could you?

Hook it?

[Monk] Stand back.

What the hell is that?

I think he hit himself with it.

All he had to do was ask.

I woulda been happy
to beat the kid.

I knew he was trouble.
Never paid the phone bill,

but always had money
to go dancing.

-He went dancing?
-Yeah, every night.

That club over
in the park there.

The Luna Lounge.

[loud electronic music
playing within]

Hey, excuse me.

We're not open yet.

Is this your claim check?

Actually, I got somethin'
I can show you in the back.

Here it is.
Been here for a while.

[Monk] How long would you say
it's been here?

-I can't hear you.
-I need to know how--

Thank you.

[male board member]
Captain Stottlemeyer,

you have used
former Detective Monk

several times
over the last 2 1/2 years.

Yeah, that's right.

On a consulting basis.

Been satisfied
with his work?

Yes, absolutely.

He, um--

He has helped me
solve five-- no, six--

very difficult cases.

He has a unique way
of looking at evidence

even after
a scene is cold.

In your opinion,
do you think Adrian Monk

is ready to be reinstated?

He is an excellent
investigator.

I believe we've established that.
The question is,

do you believe
he should be reinstated

to the San Francisco
Police Department?

He is reliable. He, uh, has

an encyclopedic knowledge

of the strangest,
most arcane things.

Like book binding.

There was a case
before he got--

Captain, this is
a yes or no question.

In your opinion,
is he or is he not

ready to be reinstated?

Yes or no?

The people are asking
for a continuance, Your Honor.

Of course
they wanna postpone.

Lieutenant Kirk wasn't
one of their witnesses,

he was their only witness.

Now he's accused
of murder.

Your Honor, my client,
Leonard Stokes

has been in jail
for 14 months

based solely
on his testimony.

Mr. Zweibel, are you presenting
Adam Kirk or not?

We can no longer
vouch for Kirk.

[Judge]
Leave me no choice.

Without your witness,
the statements that Mr. Stokes made

in the back of that squad car
are inadmissible.

Mr. Stokes.

I'm dismissing
this indictment.

-So I'm free to go?
-I'm sorry to say that's true.

Bailiff.

I need the yellow copy.

[door lock buzzes]

Are you gonna tell me
how you did the jellybeans?

-You know you're gonna tell me.
-[man] Stokes, Leonard.

-Need the yellow copy. Wait here.
-[Leonard] Mm-hmm.

Excuse me, Leonard Stokes,
can I talk to you?

It's a free country. Least it will be
in about ten minutes.

My name is Adrian Monk.

I'm investigating
the death of John Gitomer.

-Did you know him?
-No.

This is his cell phone.

We found it in his knapsack.

Mr. Gitomer received two calls
from this facility.

From the phone bank in your wing
on the day he was killed.

-So what?
-You were calling him.

I checked the records.

They log in every
outgoing call.

[man] Sign here.

That's a nice watch.

Yeah, Gitomer,
I remember, he was here.

-I knew his name, that's all.
-Why were you callin' him?

I don't recall.

What difference
does it make?

It's just interesting.

You two knew each other

and his murder is the basis
for your appeal.

What's that?

It's from my straight and sober group.
Three year pin.

Very nice, congratulations.

Look, I know
where this is goin'.

You're workin' to clear your pal,
Lieutenant Kirk.

No, no, no.
No, I'm not on the force.

Come on, sure you are,
I can smell it.

Just lookin' for the truth.

Lieutenant Kirk is a killer cop.
That's the truth.

Just not
the truth you want.

You could be right.

Is there some place
that I can reach you?

No.

See you around.

Gee, he's a charmer.

Oh, my God.
Is that the right time?

-Stottlemeyer's testifying.
-Oh, my God.

-[chuckles]
-You look great.

I haven't worn it
since Trudy's funeral.

You sure you're not
getting your hopes up?

Of course,
that's what hopes are for.

Heh. I was gonna

smooth it out, but it's--

Yeah, I know.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

You didn't recommend me.

-Look, Monk--
-You son of a bitch.

Thought you were gonna
do the right thing.

I think I did
do the right thing.

[Sharona]
He saves your ass all the time.

And he never asks
for anything in return.

He closes case after case
and then he goes home

and watches you on the news
taking all the credit.

I wanted to recommend you.

I tried to recommend you,
but I just couldn't do it.

Adrian, you are not ready
to carry a gun.

You're not ready to have other cops
depend on you under fire.

In your heart,
you know you're not ready.

[sighs]

At least your friend
Adam Kirk has the decency

to stab people in the front.

[somber music playing]

You okay?

I just wanna be alone.

Okay, I'll come with you.

Hey.

How did it, uh, go this afternoon, sir?

It was rough.

[Disher] Well, I'm sure you did
everything you could.

You, uh, wanna go grab a drink?

[Stottlemeyer]
No, I'm good.

Hey, Randy?

Did I ever tell you

about Monk's first day
as a detective?

No, sir.

Have a seat.

He didn't have a partner
so I got stuck with him.

Was he… you know?

No, he was a little wound.

He used to wipe
off the windshield

and rearrange the glove box
before we'd roll.

Anyway, we're the primaries

on a body in a hotel
in the Castro.

A hooker had swallowed
a bunch of promazine.

-You know, the big sleeping pills.
-Horse tranquilizer, sir.

I said "suicide."

Every cop on the scene
said "suicide."

Medical examiner said "suicide."

Monk walks in, says "murder."

"Where's the water?"

The room had no water.

Simple.

Eight people in the room
but nobody saw that.

Well, I'm sure you would've
seen it eventually, sir.

Don't kid yourself.
There is only one Adrian Monk.

[vacuum whirring]

[Sharona] You're gonna
wear out the carpet.

Have you seen the downstairs?

The whole basement.

Damn!

Damn!

Damn, damn it!

Damn!

-What happened?
-I knew it.

Damn, I knew it.

Knew this was gonna happen.

Ah, why me?

Every single damn time.

Adrian, what happened?

I solved the case.

Captain?

-[Stottlemeyer] Yeah.
-Here's your sandwich.

-Thank you.
-Ham and cheese on rye.

-And your soda.
-Goody, goody.

You want your pickle?

Not anymore.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, Sharona Fleming
is on line two.

Tell her
I'll call her back.

Well, she says
it's important.

Hi, Sharona.

Adrian knows
what happened on the Ferris wheel.

Do you wanna meet us
at the carnival?

[Stottlemeyer]
Let me talk to him.

He wants to talk to you.

[scoffs]
He's shaking his head "no."

Was it Kirk?

Was it
Lieutenant Kirk?

-No.
-No.

This is crazy, Sharona.

Put him on the phone.

Adrian, he really wants
to talk to you.

I'm not talkin' to him.

If you wanna hold
the phone up, fine.

Hold on.

It was Leonard Stokes. He planned
the thing from prison.

His trial was coming up
and somehow

he had to get
his confession thrown out.

[Monk] Only chance was
to discredit cop that arrested him

and that was Adam Kirk.

[Monk] Stokes called his pal,
John Gitomer.

He convinced Gitomer
to lure Kirk

onto the Ferris wheel,
then make it look

-like Kirk beat him up.
-[grunts]

The bruises on Gitomer's chest
were self-inflicted.

That's why his sweatshirt

was zipped up all the way.

[Stottlemeyer]
What about the stabbing?

-Captain says, "What about the stabbing?"
-I'm getting to that.

Aren't I?

It turns out Gitomer
only knew half the plan.

He was the real patsy.

[Monk]
Stokes had another partner.

Someone who worked at the carnival,
who loved him.

-[Stokes] Baby, it's me.
-[Monk] Who would kill.

[Sharona]
Ferris wheel operator?

Wait, how does he know
it was the Ferris wheel operator?

They were both wearing
straight and sober buttons.

-When you wanna meet?
-[Monk] Orange ones.

Every chapter
has their own color.

Took me a while
to put it together.

Stokes didn't want
to make Lieutenant Kirk look corrupt

or hot-tempered.

He wanted to make Kirk
look like a killer.

Kitty was there
to finish the job.

[groans]

[lively chattering]

They've been here all week.

I've been questioned, like,
seven times.

Shh, Kitty, baby,
I got a plan.

Yeah, yeah,
we're here.

We're by the spider.

Don't do anything.
Don't go anywhere.

We're on our way.

Okay.

Okay, they're on their way.
They're on their way.

Something's wrong.

-[woman screams]
-[man 1] Call an ambulance!

[man 2] What is it, huh?

[Sharona] Excuse me.

[Sharona]
Oh, my God.

[man 3] I heard the scream.

He's still somewhere
in the park.

No way he can
get out.

We should go up on the Ferris wheel
so we can see everything.

[Monk]
I got a better idea.

You go on the Ferris wheel.

You can see everything.

[metal hinges squeal]

Do you know
how to work it?

How hard can it be?

[bell rings]

[carnival music playing]

Adrian, stop.
It's perfect.

You lookin' for me?
Well, here I am.

-You better hang on.
-Adrian!

-Gonna get pretty wild.
-Oh, God.

Adrian-- Adrian, he's up here!
Get me down now!

What?

Stokes is up here!

[Sharona]
Get me down now!

[crowd gasping]

[Sharona] Adrian, get me down!
Please, hurry!

Just hurry up!

[Monk]
I'm trying!

What a stupid place
to hide. [grunts]

No wonder
spent half his life in prison.

You just told me down there

that you knew how to do this!

-Not familiar with this particular model!
-[Sharona] Hurry up!

-[Sharona] Do something and do it fast!
-[grunts]

-Damn, he's gonna get me, hurry!
-It's not working.

-[bell rings]
-[Sharona] Stop thinking and do something!

[Sharona]
Adrian!

-He's got a knife!
-[machinery breaking]

[grunts] Oh, my God.

[Sharona] Adrian!

[grunting]

-[police sirens blaring]
-Adrian, help!

What am I doing?

-What am I doing?
-You're saving me!

-[officer] Police!
-[Stottlemeyer] Turn off the Ferris wheel.

-[grunts]
-[Monk] Ahh!

[crowd gasping]

[Stottlemeyer]
Give it up, Stokes!

I've been looking forward to this.

I'm sure you have too.

Your badge and your gun.
They don't belong in my desk.

They belong with you on the street

where you can do your job.

[Kirk sighs]

Thanks.

Welcome back.

[Stottlemeyer] Your reinstatement
is effective immediately.

All right, vacation's over,
back to work.

Just a-- just a second.

Monk…

Thanks.

Don't give up.

Wait a minute, is that an order?

Yes, it is.

[Sharona]
How'd you guess the jellybeans?

Sharona-- Sharona,
just give me the shoe.

No, not until you tell me.

Come on, this is not funny.

I can't walk.

How did you do it?

All right, I'll tell you.

As we walked into the carnival

there was a pile of garbage.

-A pile of garbage?
-Yes.

And I noticed that
they were throwing away

some empty jellybean boxes.

They were labeled.

Each one contained
1,400 jellybeans.

There were six boxes.

So that's 8,400 beans.

You figure the kid who ran the game
ate a couple of handfuls.

So that's 8,385.

Now can I have my shoe, please?

You remembered
how many empty boxes you saw?

Yes, it's a blessing and a curse.

Please don't ever
take my shoes again.

[giggling]

Not funny.

Never will be funny.

Won't be funny
the next time you do it.

[theme music playing]