Captain, for the record, this was all her idea. I mean, I wouldn't be here if I couldn't drive or had anything else to do.
OK, I give up. What is it? [Natalie produces a check]
It's a $34 dry cleaning bill to clean the shirt and jacket that Mr. Monk ruined when he ran through the poultry farm to recover the ransom money in the Jimmy Creskow kidnapping case. What are you gonna do about it?
No-no-no-no! We've already submitted this twice! It is a work-related expense, and we are entitled to compensation!
Look, I couldn't agree with you more. I believe you guys are entitled to every dime you can get, but, there's nothing I can do about it. Lieutenant Disher is the Disbursement Coordinator.
Uh, he's not here. He called in sick.
You know, he didn't sound too good. He's got a bad fever and he's got a cough.
With that phlegmy flu thing? [Natalie waves her hands frantically to get Stottlemeyer's attention]
Okay-okay! When Randy is not here, who is in charge of payout?
That would be the Assistant Disbursement Coordinator.
' We don't have one. Is there anything else?
Nah, that about covers it.
[Stottlemeyer has received a phone call from his ex-wife]
[Laughs] My kid, my oldest, has skipped school, and Karen thinks he’s gone to a rock show.
Oh, I used to do that! Play hooky. Go to rock shows. [Natalie looks at him skeptically]
Anyhow, I've gotta get up there and see if I can find him.
Yeah, you know, I wouldn't mind. [Starts towards the door]
I'm sorry! I just can't picture you at one of these!
What are you talking about? I used to go all the time. Get a bus into the city and see the Stones.
[Walking through the parking lot] Look at this mess! Oh for God's sakes, it's gonna take me all day to find him here! I'm gonna miss a whole day's work! An entire day! Gonna wring his little neck!
Captain, he's just a kid! Don't you just want to stay out here for a minute and calm down before you go inside?
Whoa, whoa, hold on! What kind of rock show is this?
It's the biggest festival of the year!
[Laughs] Wait- wait- wait, Mr. Monk! You thought they were real rocks? Like a geology exhibit, like a museum?
Maybe. Perfectly understandable mistake.
Okay, well, no harm done. So, I guess I’ll need a ride home.
Monk, I’m not going home without my kid.
All right, look, I, I, I can’t... [A passerby bumps into Monk]
I can’t do it! I, I can’t go in there!
Mr. Monk, come on! The Captain needs you!
But there's-- 10,000 of them, and not even one of me!
Okay, look, I understand, Monk. Why don’t you just go wait by the car?
Yeah, I’ll go wait by the car.
Okay, it’s gonna be a while!
Yeah, I’ll be okay. Don’t worry about me. Take your time. But, but hurry back. But take your time. Hurry back. [Trails off; leaving Natalie and Stottlemeyer confused]
[Noticing Randy in the crowd, Stottlemeyer calls him from a few feet away]
[Feigning illness] Hello?
Hey, Randy. How ya doing, buddy? I-I was worried about you.
[Fake coughs] What time is it? [Long pause]
Oh, I'm sorry! Did I wake you up? [Pause] Hey, what's that music I hear?
Oh, [Fake coughs] it's my stereo. It's broken! I can't turn it down!
Listen, Captain, thanks for calling!
I'm gonna get up now; make myself some soup.
Soup? Yeah soup is good; fluids are good. Drink plenty of fluids.
Fluids. Okay, thanks for calling, Captain.
Take care. [Randy hangs up, turns to a woman next to him and says]
My boss! [Stottlemeyer puts his hand on Randy's shoulder, and Randy spins around] Whoa. Captain.
Did you, uh, did you call in sick, too?
No, Randy. I'm looking for Jared.
Well, here's what happened with me: I was on my way to a doctor, and uh... I got nothing. Let's go find Jared. [Takes one last sip of his beer before putting it down and walking away with Stottlemeyer]
[Jared has caught the incriminating ball on top of the scaffolding for one of the speakers]
Good job, son. Give me the ball.
[Kedder climbs the adjoining ladder]
KKKris Kedder
No, don’t. Don’t you do it! He’s a cop. What’s your name?
JSJared Stottlemeyer
Jared.
Jared, this is very important! Give me the ball!
KKKris Kedder
Hey, man, you do everything the cops tell you? You know, I don’t. I like your shirt.
JSJared Stottlemeyer
Thanks, man.
JSJared Stottlemeyer
Yeah!
KKKris Kedder
Me and you, we should jam sometime.
Jared! Listen to me! If he deflates that ball, we don’t have a case!
KKKris Kedder
Dude, he’s trying to set me up because of what I am, what I represent.
That’s nonsense, Jared! [Becoming desperate] You might not like me, but you know me!
KKKris Kedder
Hey. You don’t trust cops, do ya?
[Long pause]
JSJared Stottlemeyer
I trust this one. [Throws it to Leland]
KKKris Kedder
Don’t, don’t, don’t do it! [Randy handcuffs him]
