“Mr. Monk and the Class Reunion” · Season 5
In this episode: Adrian Monk (4), Natalie Teeger (4), Captain Leland Stottlemeyer (2), Lt. Disher (2)
Do you still have my invitation?
Oh, yes I do. [She pulls Monk's registration form out of her purse] "Adrian 'Captain Cool' Monk"? Who's Captain Cool?
[Strikes a Macho pose] Me. That was my nickname.
You were Captain Cool? Why?
Why do you think?
I don't know.
Why do you think?
I don't know!
Look, I didn’t write the invitation! Did I-
Okay! Okay! Well, uh, good luck, and I will see you here at seven o'clock. Okay? [She teasingly strikes a mirror image of Monk's pose] Captain. [She walks away]
[Randy is at his desk. He notices something and rushes into Stottlemeyer's office]
Captain? The lapel pin. I just remembered where I saw it.
When?
Just now at my desk.
No I mean... tell me about the pin, Randy.
Monk. He's been wearing the same pin all week for his 25th college reunion.
I think you're right. Did the victim go to Berkeley?
No, she worked there. She was a nurse at the university clinic for, like, twenty years.
But she didn't graduate, so this isn't her pin.
The killer.
[With realization] It fell off the killer... which means the killer is at the reunion... with Monk?
[Monk and Natalie are in the college cafeteria]
Well this looks delicious! So this is where you ate? I mean was this your "hangout"?
I don't know. Natalie, I-I-I think I've seen enough of this. Let's just go.
No! I'm not gonna let you go! You've been looking so forward to this!
I don't know what I was thinking. These people weren't my friends, okay? They don't even remember me! The truth is, I was invisible. It was Trudy they loved. I was always just "the guy with Trudy," just like you're "the girl with me". [Natalie stops]
Mr. Monk, why is your name on this spit-shield? [Cuts to a close-up of Monk's name on a small placard]
Well, when I was here, there was nothing protecting the food.
So you donated all of these? That was so generous of you!
Well actually, it was more of a lawsuit. Took up a lot of my spare time... [Dianne Brooks sees them and walks over]
Adrian! There you are. We've been looking for you! [Dianne notices Natalie and looks at her suspiciously]
Hi, I'm Natalie Teeger. [Natalie and Dianne shake hands]
Hi. Dianne Brooks.
I'm his assistant.
Oh! Oh, so you two aren’t... [She points between Monk and Natalie; Natalie smiles, amused]
No. [Laughs lightly]
Oh, no. No, no, no, no. No. No. Not... not... no.
Ok. Where are you sitting?
Uh, we're not...
Kyle and I are right over here. We saved you a seat. Fair warning - we brought a lot of pictures. [They start walking in that general direction]
See? You have a friend!
Not really. She was Trudy's roommate, freshman year.
But she saved us a seat!
Out of pity. These are what we call "pity seats".
Mr. Monk, come on! Let's have some fun! [Snaps her fingers] You said you were gonna show me your dorm room!
Well, it's right here. This is it, old #303. Uh-oh! Tie on the doorknob! A tie is wrapped around the doorknob] My roommate and I did the same thing, it's a code.
Yeah, I think I might know about that.
Yeah, it means, "Don't come in! I'm reorganizing my closet!" [Natalie stares at him incredulously]
Your closet?
Yeah. My roommate in freshman year, Greg, he reorganized his closet, 4-5 times a week.
Uh-huh, and did his girlfriend ever come over to help?
Oh yeah, all the time, they were real neat freaks. I used to tease them about it. "Neat freaks!" [Spots something in the student lounge] Oh my God. Oh... my... God! [Natalie moves aside] I... can’t... believe it! [They walk in] He’s still here. Hello, old friend. [Monk walks over to the refrigerator] Remember me? Oh, I knew we’d meet again. It is our destiny. [Puts his hand on the freezer door] Natalie, put your hand right there.
[Natalie puts her right hand on the freezer door]
You feel that? [Long beat]
No.
He’s afraid. Step back. Step back. [Pulls his hand into his sleeve] I’m going in. [Monk opens the freezer door, and they find the freezer totally frosted over. Natalie turns away, disgusted]
Why did he kill the nurse?
He had no choice! Katherine Rutherford read that note twenty-five years ago. It would have been made public, she would have recognized it!
My God, Mr. Monk, he could be doing it right now! [Stottlemeyer and Disher reach the registration station]
The registration sheets are all gone!
Oh!
Monk, do you have a cell phone number?
No.
Do you know where they stayed?
[Sighs, exasperated] Some hotel!
There are over 200 hotels in this city, Monk! It’ll take us over five hours to check them all!
Hold on. Hold on! [Rolls his shoulders forward a couple of times]
What’s he doing?
I don’t know. What are you doing?
The hotel where they’re staying. It was on their registration form.
Yeah? So?
When Dianne signed in... [flashback to Dianne filling her registration sheet out on Monk’s back] We were standing in line. She wrote... she wrote on my back. [Natalie smiles, realizing what Monk is doing]
Can he do that?
It's how he met Trudy! It’s his superpower!
Oh, there’s her name. Home address.
Okay, Mr. Monk, it was near the bottom.
She has terrible penmanship. Why did it have to be cursive? [Makes what almost appear to be spasms as he tries to remember what Dianne wrote] She ordered the prime rib, medium rare.
Keep going. It’s just below that.
Yeah, there’s an L, uh, L-E... Lexus! Is there a Lexus Hotel?
No that’s the car they drove, Monk!
Keep going. [Monk finally reaches the section with the hotel name]
There’s a “P”, “P”, No! “P”, “P”, “B”! “B”! “B”!
“B”?
It’s a “B.” It’s a “B.” It’s a “B.” “L.”
Bla…
“A.”
The Bla…The Blaza…
The Blaza! Plaza!
B-L-A…The Bla…The Blab…
The Blakemore Hotel!
It’s right up the street! [They take off]
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