[On the hospital's roof, Monk addresses "Santa," in reality Dr. Lancaster in disguise, as the police cover them from below.]
By the way, in case we don't get a chance to talk later, [I] just want you to know -- except for the murders and your trying to kill me, you really were the best doctor I ever had.
[Monk and the other patients are painting their self-portraits]
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Now remember, this is supposed to be a self portrait. How do you feel about yourself? Look deep inside. There's no right or wrong. [looks over one patient's work] Very good. I love those eyes.
Excuse me, Doctor. Is there a sink nearby?
[Jane Gordon sighs]
JGJane Gordon
Will you shut him up! He has been whining since he walked in here. It's too hot. It's too cold. I have charcoal on my hands!
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Jane, what did we talk about yesterday?
JGJane Gordon
[takes a breath] Controlling the urge to lash out.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Do you have something you wanna say to Mr. Monk?
JGJane Gordon
[sighs] Sorry.
That's okay. I do have a little charcoal on my hands.
MManny
Dr. Lancaster, guess what I'm painting!
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
All right, all right. [He looks at Manny's work] Huh. Well, you know this is supposed to be a self-portrait. [We see that Manny has painted a HUGE Santa Claus, with a tiny boy at his feet]
MManny
[points to the little boy] That's me.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Hmm. Why are you so small?
MManny
Everybody's small compared to Santa. [Janie turns to Monk]
JGJane Gordon
He actually sits up every night and waits for him.
MManny
I have a feeling he's on his way. It's definitely getting colder outside.
JGJane Gordon
It's August, whackjob!
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
It's all right. Back to work. Come on. Come on. Go ahead. Go ahead.
[Dr. Lancaster tells Sharona about how Monk's condition has "deteriorated"]
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
If anything, his behavior has deteriorated. We may have to keep him here longer than we thought.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
That's hard to say. It could be a month.
A month? [They examine Monk, standing out in the garden]
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
It could be as long as a year. Adrian is bipolar. He's delusional and he's paranoid. He sees murder mysteries everywhere he turns. In fact, he's befriended another patient, and the two of them are trying to prove that Santa Claus really does exist.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Mm-hmm. They went out on the roof collecting evidence. It would be funny if it wasn't so... dysfunctional. [Dr. Lancaster and Sharona meet Monk] Adrian, look who's here.
Hey, boss. How you feelin'?
Ah, I feel good. I can't-I can't wait to go home.
Well, we were just talking about that.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Adrian, would you mind if I showed your friend some of the artwork that you made yesterday? [He shows some artwork] Oh, here it is. Wait a minute. [shows them a disturbed image of Trudy's grave]
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
You don't remember? Isn't that Trudy's grave?
Um, Dr. Lancaster said that you saw Santa Claus.
[scoffs] No, we didn't actually see him. Manny took a picture, but he lost the camera. But we found a piece of a red suit.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
We'd love to see it, Adrian.
[Monk looks through his pockets for the piece of Santa fabric that he found, but he can't find it]
It was here. It was in here. A little piece of fabric, you know, of Santa's-Santa's, you know, suit. Okay, no, no. It was a piece of... fabric, and...
Doctor? Can I talk to you privately?
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Sure. [He and Sharona walk away]
He's not himself. He needs me. Look, I could be here two, three times a week, okay? I still have my license. Maybe they can give me a job here.
MLDr. Morris Lancaster
Sharona, I know you mean well, but the less contact Adrian has with his old life, the better. You can write him a letter. You can bring him something from home. I'm sure he'd like that, but no visits.
[Sharona approaches Monk, who is now looking under his bed]
Look, Adrian. I-listen, I-I can't take you home right now.
Sharona, look at his shoes, just look at his shoes. They're smudged. Could be soot. Those are boat shoes. They're made for traction. And I think, he has been walking on the roof.