All language subtitles for Monk_S02E04_Mr. Monk Goes to the Circus.English (CC)

[lightly edgy music playing]

Excuse me, sir, there's no smoking.

We are outside.

It's our policy. I don't make the rules.

Then change your policy.
It doesn't make sense.

We are outside, for God's sake.

Sergei, what are you trying to prove?

I'm not trying to prove anything.
Just trying to enjoy a cigarette.

Sir, if you don't put that out,
I'm going to call the police.

Fine. I'm putting it out.

There.

Are you happy?

[louder] Are you happy!

Is everybody happy?

This is how it started
in Nazi Germany, you know?

[diners exclaiming]

[man] Call 911!

[telephone dialing]

-My God, he's got a gun!
-What are you doing?

-Aah!
-[diners screaming]

[panicked chatter]

[dramatic music playing]

["It's a Jungle Out There" playing]

♪ 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 amazing ♪

♪ People think I'm crazy
'Cause I worry all the time ♪

♪ If you paid attention,
You'd be worried too ♪

♪ You 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 ♪

[light music playing]

I can't believe it!

Man, we really lucked out.
That's Adrian Monk.

Who?

He's the best crime scene investigator
in the department.

We studied all his cases at the academy.

-Huh, really? Never heard of him.
-I can't believe he's here.

It's like meeting Mick Jagger.

Oh, that's Sharona, his nurse.

He has a nurse?

When his wife was killed,
he didn't leave the house

for like 3 1/2 years until he met her.

Now he can't do anything without her.

Pretty hot, huh?

You think so? Hey, maybe they're together.

No, Monk's not with anyone.

He's still hung up on his late wife.
That's the one case he can't solve.

Look at him-- Adrian Monk.

Oh, he's the man. Whew.

-Hey there. What's your name, son?
-Myers.

Officer Myers, I'm gonna have to
ask you to leave the area.

Me? What'd I do?

Nothing, but it's your socks.

They don't match.

My socks? What --

I lost one sir, so-- they're pretty close.

Look, I couldn't care less
about your socks. It's Monk.

You're distracting him.
He can't concentrate.

What's taking so long?

-Maybe next time.
-Oh.

Okey-dokey, bad man gone. He's directing
traffic on Ridgewood Avenue.

-Did he understand?
-No, he didn't understand.

I've known you a long time, Adrian,
and I don't understand.

Can you just focus on the work now?

All right, it's 12:30,
the place is packed.

Everybody's having a good time.

The perpetrator comes down
the fire escape and leaps down.

Wait a minute, wait. He leaps down?

Yes, leaps down.
Now, the maitre d' is trying to call 911,

comes to confront the perp.

The perp does a spin move,

kicks the phone
out of the maitre d's hand.

-Really?
-At this point, pulls a gun,

fires one round
right through the guy's heart.

-Kill shot.
-From here? What is that? 30 feet.

34. I know, that's a hell of a shot.

Look at this.

We pulled that slug
out of the planter box.

-What did he use, a cannon?
-It's a .454 from a Ruger Casull.

They use it on safaris to stop elephants.

Elephants?

And who was the victim?

Uh, his name is Sergei Cluvarias.
They're running it now.

-Table's set for two. Who was his date?
-Some broad. She ran off.

We'll have a sketch soon.

Uh-huh.

Where is the sugar?

-Sugar?
-The sugar cubes.

This bowl's empty.
All the other bowls are full.

You're right. What's that mean?

I… don't know.

What about the cashier?

No, showed zero interest.
This wasn't about money.

[Disher] Or it was,
and he got scared away.

What's that?

Wood shavings.

-Wood shavings?
-Sawdust?

Randy?

What happened next?

The getaway, which is why you're here.

I thought this might be
right up your alley.

-No pun intended.
-What pun is that?

Because of the alley.

Shecky, can I continue?

All right.

For once, the witnesses
are all on the same page.

They all saw the perp jump to this table

and then leaped up to this bar
and did a somersault,

and then over the valet,
runs down the street

and makes a left turn down the alley.

-Is there a circus in town?
-A circus?

[chuckles] Circus.
That makes a lot of sense.

-[Disher] sir?
-Yeah?

We just got a positive on the victim.

He's a master of ceremony
at the Dratch & Denby Traveling Circus.

-Master of ceremonies?
-Yeah, the ringmaster.

-At the circus.
-The circus.

Circus.

[circus music plays]

[background chatter]

[Disher] Dratch & Denby Circus.

Founded in 1947.

They do 400 shows a year
in 65 different towns.

Cool! [laughs]

-Payroll, 240 people.
-He's using the term "people" loosely.

Ooh!

You okay?

I'm not really in my comfort zone here.

[man exclaims, chuckles] That's hot!

-You have a comfort zone?
-Yes, I have a comfort zone.

-I've never seen your comfort zone.
-It's not very big. It's, uh…

It's kinda… small.

I-I don't have a comfort zone.

-[Sharona] Where do we start?
-Well, we follow the gun.

There's a Ruger Casull handgun
registered to an employee here.

Yeah, his name's Nikolai Petroff.

He's, uh, one of the animal trainers.

You go on ahead.

-We're gonna poke around.
-All right.

Meet you back here in a bit,
but stay out of trouble.

Randy.

Excuse me.
Uh, can you toss me one of those?

Go ahead. It's okay.

Just throw it.

Yep.

Just go ahead and throw it.

I got it.

And throw it.

Just… throw it.

-Throw the ball. He says just to throw it.
-Throw it!

-Now!
-Ohh…

[groans]

Let's go.

Sorry.

-So what's the plan?
-We find the stables.

-Why the stables?
-Missing sugar cubes.

Very good.

Hi. Hi, I'm Adrian Monk, and, uh,

-this is Sharona Fleming.
-That's a beautiful horse.

She's a Percheron,
one of the strongest horses in the world.

What are you doing?
Don't-- don't touch the horse.

-Why not?
-People sit on that, sweaty circus people.

No offense. Do you want a wipe?

Will it make you happy?

No, but take a wipe.

-What is your name?
-Ariana Dakkar.

Miss Dakkar, we're investigating
the death of Sergei Cluvarias.

Why talk to me?

You were with him last night, weren't you?

At the cafe when he was killed.

Who told you that?

No one told me.

You shouldn't have taken
all the sugar cubes from the table.

I shouldn't have run away, I know,
but I was scared.

I was sure she was going to kill me, too.

"She"?

You think the killer was a woman.

I don't think anything.
I know exactly who it was.

I know she was crazy, but I never thought
she would try something in public.

Who?

Natasia Lovara.

She calls herself the Queen of the Sky.

An acrobat.

Sergei's ex-wife. Jealous bitch.

She couldn't stand the thought
of him having a life.

If she's miserable,
everybody else has to be miserable.

She tried to kill him before,
six months ago,

but there wasn't enough
evidence to indict her.

If you knew,
why didn't you go to the police?

She was afraid.

You're not a citizen yet, but you're
about to take your naturalization test.

She was afraid
to draw attention to herself.

How did you know that?

That pamphlet in your bag.
You're studying the U.S. Constitution,

something no citizen would ever do.

Good luck, by the way.

Thank you, Mr. Monk.

Thank you.

We'll be in touch.

-[trumpets]
-[gasps]

[snorting]

[big cats growling]

Nikolai Petroff?

Who's asking?

This shiny little piece of metal's asking.

-You Nikolai Petroff?
-Are you trying to scare me?

Huh? This pussycat
weighs a couple of hundred pounds.

It could rip me apart in a heartbeat.
I ain't scared of her.

You think I'm scared of you?

Excuse me.

You may not be scared of the lieutenant,
but you've got reason to be scared of me,

'cause I got a little cage
like that downtown.

It's not much bigger than that.
It's not a whole lot friendlier.

And if you obstruct my investigation, sir,
for one moment further,

you're gonna spend some time in it.

-What's your name?
-Yeah, okay.

I'm Nikolai Petroff.
Can we make this fast?

I have a show in 30 minutes.

You're not gonna cancel the show
after what happened?

Most people around here are celebrating.

Really? I take it Sergei
wasn't very well-liked.

Not by me.

Well, it's no secret.
You're going to find out anyway.

-Until last week, I was with Ariana.
-The woman he was with last night.

To hell with both of them.

-What is it you do around here?
-I'm a wrangler.

Anton the Great goes into the cage.
I watch his back.

So you've got a gun
in case there's a problem.

-That's right.
-And that gun's a .454 Ruger Casull.

-That's right.
-Can we see it, please?

[big cat snarling]

-[Nikolai] What happened?
-You don't know?

I swear to God I checked it last night.

Sir, sir, just step back, please.

Where is it?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Get S.I.D. down here right away.
You, sir, have to find

somebody else to feed your kitty cat.
You're coming with me.

There you are.

-Are you okay?
-I'm fine.

I turned around, and you weren't there.

I like it when I turn around
and you're there.

I'm-- I'm sorry. It's just-- I don't know.

It's okay. Let's go. I think we should
talk to Natasia, the ex-wife.

I got a good feeling about her.

I can't help but notice you're not moving.

Are you blind?

What kind of detective are you?
Can't you see that I'm upset?

You said you were fine.

You're impossible.

What? What's going on?

-You promise you won't laugh?
-I never laugh.

I'm scared of elephants.

Elephants?

When I was seven, I went to the zoo,

and I saw a baby girl
fall into the elephant pit.

And she was hurt?

No, she was fine, they got her out,
but it scared me to death.

And ever since then,
whenever I see an elephant,

I-I-I freak out and I start shaking.

I can't help it. I hate 'em.

[laughing] Oh, brother.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, come on, Sharona.

You're not a kid anymore.
You just suck it up.

We're on a job here. I need you now.

What did you just say?

-I said I need you--
-No, no, no, no, no. Before that.

Did you just tell me to suck it up?

No.

You know, I can't believe you, Adrian.

You have thousands of phobias and quirks
that I deal with every day,

and I am always there for you.

Aren't I?

Answer the question. Yes or no?

-Yeah.
-Right. I am.

And now I just have
one tiny little problem,

and you have the nerve
to tell me to suck it up?

Don't you have any compassion?

You're the most selfish, inconsiderate man
I have ever met.

Great. Now I'm upset.

Oh!

-Ms. Lovara?
-Come in.

I'm Adrian Monk.

This is my assistant Sharona.

She'll say hello later.

I'm…

we're…

I'm investigating
the murder of your ex-husband.

Of course. Whatever I can do.

Wipe. [snaps]

Suck it up.

Okay. Anyway, sorry to hear
about Mr. Cluvarias.

If you are sorry, you didn't know him.

I understand
it was not an amicable separation.

Sergei was a terrible husband

and a terrible ex-husband,

but he's an excellent late husband.

No, it was not, as you say, amicable.

It'd be foolish to pretend otherwise.
Everyone here knows how I felt.

I should warn you, ma'am, anything
you say can be used against you.

Are you taking notes?

No.

Is this you?

Da.

And, uh, and you're also a sharpshooter.

Mm-hmm.

Where were you last night, Ms. Lovara?

I was here alone.

I was reading Tolstoy.

Uh-huh.

This book?

The spine hasn't been cracked.

No bookmark, no pages folded over.

How do you know where you stopped?

I remember where I stopped.

Could you excuse us?

-Get away from me.
-Come on.

Call the captain, tell him to meet us.
She's the guy-- motive, no alibi,

and she already tried to kill him once.

Mr. Monk,

if you would like me to come with you,

all you have to do is ask.

If you wouldn't mind.

Not at all,

if you wouldn't mind getting the door.

[lightly edgy music playing]

[Monk] A leopard and panther wrangler.

Yep, he works with
the leopards and the panthers,

and he's got a .454 Ruger Casull handgun,
which he says he can't find.

He had the hots for the horse trainer.

And get this--
he's a trapeze artist wannabe.

He's been practicing.
They say he's pretty good.

And that's how we spell primary suspect.

Hmm. He's left-handed.

Well, yeah, he works in the circus.

What's that supposed to mean?

They're freaks. They're all ambidextrous.

Says who?

Circus people are ambidextrous.
I read that somewhere.

I like the ex-wife. You should have
seen her-- she's cold as ice.

Cold as ice with a broken foot.

She's got a bad temper.

A bad temper with a broken foot.

You keep coming back to the foot.

Monk, the killer did a somersault,
and then ran away in front of witnesses.

That's precisely why I think it's her.

Why else would the killer
jump around like that

in front of witnesses?

There's only one reason--

to prove…

prove that she could.

Suck it up.

Are you guys all right?

Yeah, we're fine.

Fine.

Okay, as I was saying,
she has a broken foot.

It's in a cast.
We don't know if it's really broken.

We haven't exactly been sleeping, Monk.
Lieutenant?

Her story checks out.

She broke her left foot
two weeks ago in Kansas City.

She always ended the show
with something she called

the triple tailspin.

You know, it's her specialty move.

Anyway, she, uh, missed the bar
or something and fell 25 feet

in front of 750 pretty freaked out people.

[coughing]

[clears throat]

-She missed the net?
-She never used a net.

She go to the hospital?

No, she's a Romani gypsy.

They don't believe in doctors.
She set the bone herself.

So she never saw a doctor,
which means a doctor never saw her.

-Captain.
-All right, Monk.

Lieutenant, see if our Queen of the Sky
will consent to an x-ray.

Fine.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

You want to finish it?

You know,

when Karen and I were
having trouble last year,

we went to a marriage counselor,
a guy named Mosely. Decent guy.

He didn't help us much,
but I'm sure Karen has the number.

We're not married,
and if we ever get married, shoot me.

You know who you should never marry?

The Elephant Man.

I'd marry the Elephant Man
before I marry you.

S-I-U.

You know what that means?

Yes, I know what it means.

-Here it is.
-Ah. So, is it really broken?

-No, it's not broken.
-[Monk chuckles]

It's shattered.

Completely. The radiograph indicates

multiple fractures of the tarsal
and metatarsal bones

-consistent with a crush-type injury.
-Ooh.

There are also fractures
along the tibia and fibula

at the medial and lateral malleoli.

[whispers] Ow.

-[doctor] What happened to her?
-She fell 25 feet from a trapeze.

-That would do it.
-Doctor, let me ask you something.

Somebody with an injury like this--
could they do a somersault and run away?

That's impossible.
The pain would kill her.

She couldn't even hobble away.

What if she took pills? Painkillers?

We took a blood test before the x-ray.

Came up negative.

No drugs, no painkillers.

She's clean.

Thank you.

What are you doing? You don't smoke.

I do now.

This is a hospital, for God's sake.
You can't smoke in here.

So? Suck it up.

Okay, I'll suck it up.

You two stay here.
I'll bring the car around.

No, I'm going with you.

Mr. Monk. Would you mind?

I can't open it myself.

Can't you?

You saw the x-rays.

Do you have any other questions?

Just one.

How did you do it?

I like you, Mr. Monk.

You appear to be
a careful and cautious man,

but inside, in your mind, you are like me.

You are up there working without a net,
risking everything.

It is the only way to live.

Am I right?

Steady, steady, no, no.

[elephant lows]

All right.

Natasia. Over here.

Heinz.

Uh, thank you. Thank you for coming.

What did you want to see me about?
Did your girlfriend forget her routine?

[chuckles] No.
I just wanted you to know I got your back.

Don't worry, I would never tell anyone.

Tell them about what, Heinz?

You know… about how you did it.

How I did what?

You know, um, my trailer is over there.

A couple of nights ago, I couldn't sleep.

I looked out of the window,
and, uh, I saw you.

Come on, don't make me say it.

I always thought you were
a smart woman, Natasia.

Very smart.

Very pretty.

What do you want? Money?

Money? What would I do with money?

I…

I just want to spend time with you.

I… I like you.

Heinz…

But I like you too.

Oh, I think we've got a lot to talk about.

-Mm-hm?
-Maybe I can buy you a drink?

I would like that.

Tomorrow, after the matinee.

I'll come to your tent.

No, no, no. Better I meet you here.

There's something I want to show you.

Good. Good.

[telephone rings]

[ringing]

Hello?

It's me, Adrian.
Adrian Monk, your boss.

I know. What do you want?

I'm at the circus.
I thought you were going to meet me here.

I told you I was taking the day off.

Are you allowed to do that?

No. So fire me.
Please-- it'll be my birthday present.

Got your flowers.

Oh, good, good.

The card was blank.

I know, I-I-- I didn't know what to say,
so I just-- I just left it blank.

-How did you know they were from me?
-They're all the same height.

And the flowers have
the exact same number of petals.

Yeah, look, uh…

Sharona, I-I just wanted
to say I'm-- I'm sorry. I'm very sorry.

That's not good enough.

I'm very, very, very, very sorry.

You just don't get it.

Yes, I do.

No, I-I don't.

It's not that easy.
You can't just apologize.

You have to really think
about how you treat me, Adrian.

You really hurt me,
and you have to try to understand--

Wait, there she is. I gotta go.

Be careful.

Please don't-- don't do that.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry about them.
They know how to fall.

It's the first thing we learn.

You brought your camera, Mr. Monk.

Oh, sure. I love it here. It's so upbeat.

-[balloon pops]
-You hate it here.

You think I can walk.
You're trying to catch me.

You're right. I was.

You saw the x-rays, Mr. Monk.
How can I walk on this?

I'm curious. What is your theory?

Some people have
a very high threshold for pain.

They can take it.

Mm, nice try,

but any doctor
will tell you it's impossible.

Besides, I was married
to Sergei for 15 years.

That's enough pain for a lifetime.

You fell two weeks ago. Is that right?

Your point?

Your cast looks…

looks like new.

No scuff marks. It's not even discolored.

Again, nice try.

My old one was itching.

-Ah.
-So I put a new one on four days ago.

-[organ playing fanfare]
-The show is about to begin.

You are missing it.

You're wrong, Natasia.

I'm not missing a thing.

[man] The lights are coming on
in the Big Top.

Hurry up, folks, get your seats.

So, how's the case coming?

Good.

Not good.

Bad.

I have a suspect.

She doesn't even deny she did it,

-but I can't prove a thing.
-Hmm.

Well, how-- how's that make you feel?

Angry.

Okay, so what do you do
when you feel angry?

I get mad.

Adrian, you've had tough cases before.

You usually don't get this rattled.

What's going on with you and Sharona?

She's still not talking to me.
She says I don't get it.

Well, I-I think maybe she's right.

What don't I get? I don't understand.

I can't tell you that.

You mean…

you know, but you won't tell me?

Adrian, you're going to have to
figure this one out for yourself.

I'm sorry.

I'm-- I want to make sure
I understand this.

I have a problem.

You know the answer.

That's right.

I'm paying you.

That's right.

But you won't tell me.

That's right.

Adrian, the answer is inside you.

No, Doctor, the answer is inside you.

If you told me, I would hear it,

and then the answer would be inside me.

-What do you got?
-Bingo.

What exactly does "bingo" mean, Randy?

We got the murder weapon.

.454 Ruger Casull.

Now, that's been fired recently.

Any prints?

Nope, it's been oiled down.

-How'd it get in there?
-It's the backup cannon.

Cannonball guy
says anybody could have dropped it in.

-They haven't used it in a week.
-Backup cannon!

Get that down to ballistics.
Put it on the fast track.

Excuse me. Are you guys about done?

Sir, could you step back?
This is official police business.

Maybe I should come to your office
and root through your stuff.

How'd you like that, huh?

I hate that cannonball.

[Sharona]
Benjy, bring your bike around back.

How many times do I have to tell you?

God.

-Adrian.
-Hello. It's me-- Adrian.

I know. I'm looking right at you.

Listen, Sharona…

Uh, I've been thinking about it,
you know, it,

and, uh, I just want to say…

"About your fear of elephants,
I was way out of line."

"I shouldn't have belittled you

just because you were being…

irrational."

Is that it?

Uh-oh.

My fear is irrational?

As opposed to-- to what, your fears?

Well, the stuff I'm afraid of
is, you know, based on fact.

-It is?
-Like germs.

Like, um, crooked paintings

and-- and-- and sidewalk cracks

and-- and food touching

and the wind?

Hey, the wind can kill. Hurricane Edna?

-Milk?
-They're things people actually encounter.

You have to make an appointment
to see an elephant.

You have to sign up
for a safari or something.

You don't get it. You never will.

-I'm going to play some video games.
-Hey, hey, don't forget your bike.

If you don't do it,
your mom's going to have to do it.

-Let's give her a break.
-Okay.

What did you say?

N-nothing.

No. No, no, no.
Don't be scared. It was good.

You said "Let's give her a break."

That was empathy.

That means you're thinking
about how I felt.

I think you're getting it now.

I am.

So we're back to where we were?

No.

But it's a start.

Burundi!

Good.

Steady, steady, no, no, no, no.

Ungowa. Ungowa.

[lightly edgy music]

-Dede, bend down.
-[snorts]

That's it.

-Good girl.
-[snorts]

-Why are you dragging me back here?
-Well, you'll see. Have a little faith.

-[trumpets]
-[gasps]

No, no, Adrian, are you crazy?
What are you doing?

I spoke to the trainer earlier.

I told him about your problem,
and we just thought

that if you met the elephant,
if you got to know her,

maybe you could get over your… fear.

Thank you, but I can't.

I can't, and I won't. I'm not doing this.

Mr. Monk. Ah, is this your friend?

Yes, this is Sharona Fleming.
This is Edgar Heinz.

[scoffs] Hi.

Right, and this is Dede.

There's nothing
to be afraid of, Miss Fleming.

Nothing.

-Look, see?
-[Dede grunting]

I'm petting her. Me.

-I'm petting her.
-[Heinz] Elephants are very passive.

They're like children.
Dede wouldn't hurt a fly.

Now you pet her.

I can't believe you did this.
I can't believe it.

Come on, you don't--
you don't want to end up like me.

If… If I can do it,

anybody can do it.

Come on.

Here you go. Just-- Just like I did.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Come on.

-Oh, she likes you.
-[Monk] She likes you.

We were just about to rehearse
a couple of tricks.

-Would you like to watch?
-Sure. Sure.

-I don't want to do this.
-Yeah.

Good, good. Dede.

-Back.
-[grunts]

Back.

-Ungowa.
-I don't want to do this.

Burundi.

Ungowa.

[suspenseful music playing]

And now for the grand finale.

-Oh, God.
-Come on now. Don't worry.

He knows what he's doing.

[whispers] Dede…

Burundi!

[trumpets]

Ungowa.

[Natasia] Dede…

Ungowa.

[trumpets]

-[splat]
-Oh, my God!

[sobbing]

Here you go. You want to sleep?

I can't. Every time I close my eyes,
I see it again.

-Oh, it was so horrible.
-It's okay. I'm right here.

-I'll take care of you.
-[kettle whistles]

One hot cocoa coming up.

Here, I'm going to put on
some music for you.

Thank you, Adrian.

Oh, are you kidding?

It's the least I could do.
You've been there for me every day.

And I spoke to that woman
from animal control.

She said it was just a freak accident.

The odds against it were…
a thousand to one.

I really don't want to talk about it.

Good idea. Sorry.

Is, uh… is this a dollop?

What?

A dollop. It says, "Add one
dollop to the whipped cream."

I don't know.
I think a dollop's like a teaspoon.

It doesn't say teaspoon. It says dollop.

It doesn't matter.
It doesn't have to be exact.

-It's like a pinch.
-How many pinches to a dollop?

-I don't know.
-Or maybe it's more like a schmear.

I think it's three pinches to a schmear.

Or…

Ah. Forget it. Forget it.
I'll just make something else.

-What, you're throwing it out?
-Nobody can make this cocoa.

The recipe's impossible.

Fine. I'll do it.

Yeah, maybe you should do it.

You mind if I sit down?

What do you want in your cocoa?

You have any of those
little marshmallows?

-How many? Ten?
-Eight.

I'll have eight.

Eight's good. Make it eight.

Here.

One…

There's eight. You don't have to count.

Four, five…

What?

A thousand to one.

-What's a thousand to one?
-The odds of an elephant doing that.

What?

It wasn't an accident.

[Natasia] Energy!

Philippe, you're dragging your feet!
Point your toes!

Let's do it again!

Excuse me. Natasia Lovara.

-Da.
-Need to ask you one or two questions.

If this is about my ex-husband,
you're wasting your time.

This isn't only about Sergei, ma'am.
You're also a suspect

in the murder of Edgar Heinz,
the elephant trainer.

[laughs] Don't be ridiculous.
That was an accident.

Tragic.

No, it was homicide. Premeditated.

And we have the murder weapon right here.
Lieutenant!

[Dede trumpets]

[Monk] You waited for Mr. Heinz
to put his head under Dede's foot.

And then you gave the command
for the elephant to stomp.

She is well-trained,
weighs over four tons.

A perfect killing machine.

Adrian, Adrian, I gotta go.
Just tell me what happened.

Tell me what happened.

But I was nowhere the pen
when it happened.

That's true. You weren't there.

You gave the command from
across the midway over a walkie-talkie.

Oh.

Lieutenant, could you check
behind the elephant's ear?

-Got it.
-Careful with that, Randy.

We need the prints.

Why kill Edgar Heinz?

Well, you had no choice.

He knew that you had murdered
your ex-husband that Monday night.

Mr. Monk, you are demented.

Nevertheless, you did it.

Excuse me, I'm--
I'm summing up the case here.

The killer ran away.

My foot is broken. You saw the x-ray.

All week, I've been asking
the wrong question.

I've been asking if your foot was broken.

I should've been asking
when your foot was broken.

It's true.
You fell during a show two weeks ago,

but it wasn't an accident.

You said it yourself.

The first thing you learn is how to fall.

I'm guessing it was one of the best
performances of your life, Natasia.

And your fear of hospitals
came in quite handy.

There was no x-ray.

Everyone just accepted the fact
that your foot was broken.

-What is your problem?
-Hey, clown.

Take a walk.

[Monk] The night of the murder,
you slipped out of your cast

and followed your ex-husband
and his girlfriend.

You waited until they were
in a crowded restaurant.

You needed witnesses to see you running.

That was the key to your plan.

I wasn't there,
but I heard you were dazzling.

You really are the Queen of the Sky.

[sighs] An interesting theory, Mr. Monk.

Perhaps you'd like to x-ray my foot again.

No need for that.
I'm quite sure it really is broken.

-Good.
-Now.

You knew you'd be a suspect,
and you knew that we'd want an x-ray.

It's not an easy thing to do…
breaking your own foot.

[trumpeting]

[Monk] After the murder,
you came back here.

It was late. Everyone was sleeping…

Dede, ungowa.

[crack]

[Monk] Everyone except Dede's trainer.

His trailer was right there.
He probably woke up and looked outside.

Can't somebody do something
about this clown?

Look, I'm a police officer. Knock it off.

Go ahead.

Like Tolstoy, you know how to tell
a clever story, but you need proof.

The elephant isn't talking.

Anyone could've put that
radio thing in her ear.

Randy, take that down to
the laboratory straightaway.

I don't think they'll find any prints.
She's too smart.

I'm sure she wiped it down.

Then again, that walkie looks brand-new.

Which means she had
to put batteries in it.

You did remember to wipe
your prints off the batteries,

didn't you, Natasia?

[honks] Wocka-wocka!

That's it, freak. You're under arrest.

-For what?
-For impersonating an officer.

-[Natasia grunts]
-[Monk groans]

Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, get her! Get her!

[screams] Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

[trumpeting]

Don't move! Go, go!

[muttering in Russian] …batteries!

Are you all right?
You must've been so frightened.

See, I'm empathizing with you.
I'm putting myself in your shoes.

Will you shut up?

Okay, that's you getting annoyed at me
because I won't shut up.

So, I'm… That's me being
compassionate and sensitive.

-I feel your pain.
-Oh, God.

-I'm feeling your pain.
-I've created a monster.

I hear that.
I'm hearing what you're saying.

See, Mom? I told you she was friendly.

-How do you feel?
-Good. I think I'm over it.

Maybe there's hope for you.

-Ugh.
-What's wrong?

I think I stepped in something.

-Where?
-It's right here.

-I don't see anything.
-I definitely stepped in something.

-I have to go home.
-[scoffs]

-We just got here.
-I wanna go home.

-Just suck it up.
-I don't think it's my turn to suck it up.

-I think it's your turn to suck it up.
-[Benjy] Why don't you both suck it up?

[Sharona] Excuse me, do you kiss
your mom with that mouth?

-No.
-You should. Come here. [laughs]

-[Benjy] I love you, Mom.
-I love you too.

[theme music plays]