Dr. Morris Lancaster, Adrian Monk and others in “Mr. Monk Goes to the Asylum”

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?

I-I-I need to wash up.

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!

Jane, what did we talk about yesterday?

[takes a breath] Controlling the urge to lash out.

Do you have something you wanna say to Mr. Monk?

[sighs] Sorry.

That's okay. I do have a little charcoal on my hands.

Dr. Lancaster, guess what I'm painting!

Santa Claus!

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]

[points to the little boy] That's me.

Hmm. Why are you so small?

Everybody's small compared to Santa. [Janie turns to Monk]

He actually sits up every night and waits for him.

I have a feeling he's on his way. It's definitely getting colder outside.

It's August, whackjob!

It's all right. Back to work. Come on. Come on. Go ahead. Go ahead.