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Natalie Teeger quotes from Monk

Played by Traylor Howard · 203 quotes · page 3 of 14

Natalie Teeger

Played by Traylor Howard

Monk · 667 quotes

3rd most-quoted character in Monk: in 203 of its 667 quotes
Most scenes with: Adrian Monk (162), Captain Leland Stottlemeyer (66), Lt. Disher (40)

Scenes with Natalie Teeger 199

[Stottlemeyer and Disher fill Monk and Natalie in on the finger]

Natalie Teeger

We just got your call. You found a body?

Not quite. There is a two year old boy named Tommy Graser-

Uh, not two years. 22 months. Not quite two.

Whatever. Anyway, he was, um, separated from his mother-

No, uh, his guardian. She's not actually his mother. She, uh, runs a foster home. For the record.

For the record, stand over there. [Randy walks a short distance away] Anyway, he was in the playground, and he disappeared for about ten minutes-

Uh 14 minutes. [Under Stottlemeyer's watchful glare, Randy takes a few steps back]

When we found him, the little boy had a severed human finger.

Natalie Teeger

A finger?

A pinkie. It was still bleeding, freshly severed, uh, probably about four hours ago.

Yeah about four hours ago.

I just said that, Randy!

[Monk, Natalie, Stottlemeyer and Disher are at the crime lab examining the finger]

FTForensic Technician

Are you ready?

FTForensic Technician

It is a left pinkie, belonging to a male Caucasian, about 25 years old. So far, there's no match on the fingerprint. The digit was severed earlier today, we figure around 8:00 AM, with some kind of gardening instrument, like pruning shears.

Natalie Teeger

[disgusted] He cut up a whole body with pruning shears?

Nope, maybe they just cut off the fingers, that way when they dump the body later, there'll be no prints.

[Monk uses a set of tongs to grab the finger and holds it parallel to his left hand]

There's a callus.

FTForensic Technician

That's true, we think he might have played guitar. [Monk holds the finger at an angle to approximate where a guitar-player would place it]

No, not guitar. It's at the wrong angle: he played the violin. [finds some sticky stuff on the finger] There's some residue. It's sticky.

Tree sap. Lumberjack. Missing nine-fingered lumberjack. [starts writing in his notepad]

Who plays the violin.

Should I put a list together?

Absolutely! Make sure you don't run out of paper.

FTForensic Technician

It's not tree sap. We already ran it; the main component is abietic acid.

Abietic acid? It's violin rosin.

Natalie Teeger

I think that's pretty expensive rosin. It's for professionals.

So, professional - or at least, very serious - violinist, 25 years of age, who is missing.

[Randy has quit the force]

Natalie

You miss him. I can tell.

Look, Natalie, it's not like we were going steady, okay? We worked together. He was just another cop.

Natalie

That is not true!

You're right. It's not true. He's not just another cop; he was the single most annoying human being to ever wear a badge! [Monk walks by, gargling noisily] Present company excepted.

[Monk is yelling out a window to Natalie who is standing by a dumpster where a dead woman was found]

Who is she?

Natalie

No I.D.

No idea?

Natalie

[A little louder] No I.D.

No idea?

Natalie

[Louder] No... [points to eye] I... [makes the shape of a "D"] D!

...No idea?

No I.D.!

Why don't you check her identification?

NO I.D.!

Natalie

[Screams, exasperated] NO I.D.!

[After long pause] ...No idea?

[Monk can't concentrate due to a fresh dog mess]

Natalie Teeger

Mr. Monk, are you okay? Everybody's waiting.

It's over there.

Natalie Teeger

What?

Dog... you know. Dog... doo.

Natalie Teeger

Did you step in it?

[looks at Natalie like she's crazy] If I stepped in it, I'd be in that ambulance right now, on my way to the emergency room, wouldn't I?! Praying for the sweet release that only death can bring!

[Stottlemeyer is unsure that Marty Eels has become a great detective overnight, so he and the others question Marty at his office]

So Captain, am I on the case, or what?

Listen, I need to ask you a couple of questions.

Sure.

Where were you yesterday morning at eight o'clock?

You mean when the robbery was happening? Why? Because you can't keep up with me on a crime scene?

Where were you, Marty?

[pouring them coffee] I was at the hospital. Saint Andrew's. They thought I had a concussion.

What happened?

Well, it's kind of embarrassing. I got hit very hard by a client--hit me very hard. Yeah. I--I was supposed to follow his wife and take pictures. [hands them a file with photos of a terrified man and woman in bed]

Whoa! She was cheating on him.

No, no. That's him. That's my client.

Natalie Teeger

[incredulously] You burst in and took a picture of a man in bed with his own wife?

Yes I did. I made a mistake. I'm human! So the bottom line is that I was at the hospital when the jewelry thing was happening. You can call them.

Why is it so hard for you to believe that I'm this good?

Because, Marty, you were never this good before. In fact you sort of sucked.

[At Ambrose's house]

Natalie Teeger

[looking at an old photo album, specifically, a photo of Jack, Sr. with a turtle] Is that your father?

Oh, that's him and Ambrose.

Natalie Teeger

He named the turtle after you?

He named me after the turtle.

[Natalie's cell phone rings while she is talking to Julio Alvarez's boss]

Natalie, it's me, Adrian Monk.

Natalie Teeger

Yes, Mr. Monk, we were just talking about you.

Natalie, you have to come back here.

Natalie Teeger

I can't right now, Mr. Monk, I'm at the pizzeria talking to the manager.

It's Ebola.

Natalie Teeger

Excuse me?

I think I have the Ebola virus.

Natalie Teeger

No, Mr. Monk, you do not have the Ebola virus.

I'm pretty sure I do, I have all the symptoms, I have the headache, the fever, the massive internal bleeding.

Natalie Teeger

You have massive internal bleeding?

Yes, I believe I do, that is my opinion.

[Monk sees two police officers conversing at a crime scene.]

[to Natalie] They're talking about football. I have that one! Give me the cards.

Natalie

No, Mr. Monk, you don't need the cards.

Give me the cards.

[Natalie hands him the cards. Monk rummages through them.]

Let's see, weather, politics, movies, swear words...

Natalie

Swear words?

Here's football.

[He looks at the cards and approaches the officers.]

You guys are talking about the football game last night? The San Francisco 49ers lost 27 points to 21 points.

P1Police Officer #1

Yes, we know.

It was a hell of a fourth quarter, though. It was the turn-overs. They always comeback to haunt you.

P2Police Officer #2

Yeah, we were just saying Rattay can't handle the pressure. Why didn't they take him out?

[Monk thinks for a moment and goes back to the cards. He returns to the police officers.]

That's true about quarterback Tim Rattay. But don't forget, he won 4 out of the 5 last home games.

P2Police Officer #2

But they were in Houston, Monk.

[Long pause.]

You guys want to hear some swear words?

S4 E4 Mr. Monk Goes to the Office
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[observing women standing in a barrel, crushing grapes]

WEWine Expert

Wine stomping. It's a tradition that goes back thousands of years to the Greeks. We're one of the last wineries in California that at least makes some of their wines using this method.

Oh my God! People actually drink that?!

Natalie Teeger

Yeah, I think so.

Are they insane?! Ask her if they're insane!

[Monk is horrified, having found out how his favorite Cabernet is made]

I've been drinking that wine for fifteen years! It's foot wine! I can taste it!

Natalie Teeger

Oh, come on, you cannot taste it!

I... I... I... can. I can taste the feet now. And the toes. And what's between the toes.

ANAl Nicoletto

And the fungus. It really is barbaric.

Natalie Teeger

Okay, I didn't see any fungus! Look, I'm sure they have clean feet, there are probably rules about that stuff! [She trails off as the grape stompers walk past them, stepping barefoot across the muddy ground] Okay, I admit it, that's pretty disgusting.

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