Lt. Randall Disher
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer
In this episode, Monk has difficulty saying the word "butt." However, in "Mr. Monk Goes to the Office," he had no trouble saying "Caucasian buttocks."
How did Juror 12 get a gun into the jury room when it's supposed to be secure?
The prisoner was being transferred from local to federal custody. The local (state) and federal courts do not share courthouses in San Francisco, so there would have been no reason to make the transfer in the lobby of the local (state) court.
Given that the proceeding would have ended in a mistrial, the evidence would have been needed for the new trial and would not have been left in the jury room unattended after the jurors were dismissed.
It is surprising that none of the jurors, court guards or judge seem to recognize Mr. Monk. Given how often he participates in criminal cases, the judge and court officers at least should be familiar with him.
A black safety pad is clearly seen in the dumpster under the garbage bags when the criminals come down the garbage chute, with the level of garbage near the top. When they open the side of the dumpster, the level of garbage has dropped significantly and the pad has vanished.
When Juror No. 12/Pat is talking on her cell phone in the motel regarding her airplane reservation, she confirms that it is a flight to Bôgota (the capital of Colombia), but the closed captions cite it as a flight to Buenos Aires (the capital of Argentina).
Monk: You know, I usually don't like shaking hands, but if I ever met the man who invented Tupperware, I would shake his hand.
Natalie: I think he might be dead.
Monk: But I would still shake his hand because he's probably perfectly preserved.
Monk: (reacting to an envelope in Natalie's hand) I've been drafted. They've reinstated the draft.
Natalie: I can't believe they're still renovating this place. They should put up a sign: "Your tax dollars not at work."
Monk: Don't get me wrong. It's a great system. It really is the best justice system in the world.
Natalie: I agree.
Monk: I just don't want to be part of it.
Natalie: Mr. Monk, what if everybody felt that way?
Monk: Everybody does.
Monk: I work alone. I'm a lone wolf.
Natalie: You're a lone wolf.
Monk: Even when I was on the force, I didn't like having a partner. I can't work with other people.
Natalie: Okay, well, I think that's sad.
Monk: I agree. It's very sad.
Monk: Thank you, Natalie. I know you mean well. I'd rather be sucked out of an airplane window.
Reporter: (on television) Sergeant! Sergeant Stottlemeyer! Excuse me, can we get a word, please?
Stottlemeyer: No comment.
Reporter Sergeant Stottlemeyer!
Stottlemeyer: Actually, it's Captain.
Disher: Yeah, Captain Leland Stottlemeyer, with three Ts. Four, if you count the one in "Captain."
Jury Clerk: If you do not hear your name, you are excused.
Monk: Here it comes.
Jury Clerk: (reading) Adrian Monk.
Monk: There it is.
Agent Lapides: (to an envelope he's holding to his ear) What's that, sir? Yeah. I'll tell him. (to Stottlemeyer) The attorney general says, "Don't screw it up."
Judge Rienzo: And you are?
Monk: Adrian Monk. Capital A, small d, small r, small i, small a, small n, space...
Judge: Thank you, Mr. Monk. I think we have it.
Monk: Your honor, I will not be able to serve today, unfortunately, for a number of reasons. First off, uh, there's the bathroom (pause) situation. I can't share a bathroom. I just can't. You can ask Natalie. Natalie?
Natalie: Yeah, he's persnickety. He's very persnickety. He's persnickety squared.
Judge Rienzo: Mr. Monk, I have seen hundreds of people pretend to be disturbed to avoid jury duty, but you, sir, are in a class by yourself.
Monk: You're too kind.
Judge: Well, it's not going to work, sir. You have a seat, Mr. Monk.
Judge: You are juror number eleven.
Judge Rienzo: Whose phone was that?
Monk: It's hers, your honor. Number three. And she fell asleep. Yeah, you. Number eight, your honor.
Judge: Nobody likes a tattletale.
Monk: I think number nine is a tattletale.
Judge: That'll do, Mr. Monk.
Juror: What are you doing?
Monk: I was making them even, so we can all concentrate and not be disturbed by uneven venetian blinds.
Monk: Do you mind if we trade seats?
Monk: I'd rather be number ten. It's my favorite number. It's kind of important to me.
Mr. Cobb: You know what, pal? Nobody's trading anything with you. Now sit down, okay? I mean it. Sit! Okay?
Monk: When I'm ready, I'll tell you the solution. That's how it works.
Monk: Here's the thing. I don't like working with partners.
Foreman: Well, like it or not, you've got eleven partners now.
Disher: Sir, could you repeat that, please?
Stottlemeyer: Yeah. What part?
Disher: Everything after "Pay attention. I'm only going to say this once."
Foreman: Did you talk to the judge?
Bailiff: He says it's too late. He's already sent the alternates home. You're stuck with [Monk].
Mr. Cobb: What the hell kind of detective are you?
Monk: I'm the kind of detective who wonders why someone would take the time to wipe off the handle but not the blade.
Monk: (from the window) There's a body in the dumpster!
Natalie: You want a hot toddy and mustard?
Patel: We should not listen to this man. He is ruining America for everybody!
Foreman: Six to six. We go into extra innings.
Monk: (from window) Who is she?
Natalie: No ID.
Monk: No idea?
(repeated several times)
Natalie: No ID!
Disher: No ID!
Monk: Check her identification!
Natalie and Disher: No ID!
Monk: Are those orthopedic shoes?
Mr. Cobb: What are you doing?
Monk: (whispers) You were smoking [in bed].
Mr. Cobb: I'm allowed to smoke. Read the sign.
Monk: It's keeping me awake. And you're going to start a fire.
Mr. Cobb: Then there's no problem. You're awake, right? If there's a fire, you'll see it and you put it out, right? Hey, right?
Disher: Captain, [Escobar] just said he was going to scratch his nose.
Disher: It's the way he said it. It was like a threat.
Stottlemeyer: He threatened to scratch his nose.
Juror: Killing someone to get on a jury. That's a first.
Patel: (to Natalie) You should listen to this man. He is good for America.
Monk: I think I'll stay and straighten up [the jury room].
Natalie: No. (leaves the room) We're going...
This was the last episode to be broadcast in the show's original timeslot Fridays at 10:00 p.m.
International Air Date:
Greece: Sunday October 21st 2007 at 18.45 on STAR
Carlease Burke (Teacher Juror) is credited as Carlee Burke on the USA Network official Monk site.
Monk: If I ever met the inventor of Tupperware, I would shake his hand.
Earl Silas Tupper (1907-1983) invented Tupperware's air-tight seal in 1942. Monk, born in the late 1950s, probably remembers Tupperware parties from his childhood.
This episode has numerous allusions to the classic film, Twelve Angry Men (1957), including a single juror initially voting not guilty, a juror speaking in a foreign accent, baseball references, and the same type of blade used to commit the crime in the film.
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