Monk (2002–2009): Season 6, Episode 2 - Mr. Monk and the Rapper - full transcript

Resync: Xenzai[NEF]

Are you shure you're
gonna roll with us, dog?

Naw, man, I got a limo
picking me up, dog.

Yo, you got company.

Another reporter.

No rest for the wicked,
know what I'm saying?

- Yeah, right.
- That's our cue, dog. We out.

- Al right, babe.
- Extra Large,

- can I ask a few questions?
- Yo, can a brothe get some sleep, baby?

Give a girl a break. I've been here
all night. They wouldn't let me in.

Cause they knew you was gonna
harass me. Matter of fact, remind me



- to thank the owner.
- 2 questions. I will make you look...

Ever since you left your old label,
Murderuss has been saying some

- pretty wicked things about you.
- You asking me if I'm afraid?

Is that what you asking me?

Yo I ain't scared, a'ight? What they say
on their records, it just this and that.

It's about what I say onmyrecords.

It's all just talk.
Just harshing each other.

You're sure? Cause on his new album, he
comes out and says it he wants you dead.

Yo, times are violent, so the rhymes are
violent. You know what I'm saying?

Look like your time is up.

Yo, what's up, man?
I'm out here waiting and stuff, man.

Sorry I'm late. Had a
drop-off all the way uptown.

Don't sweat it. Yo, make sure they spell
my name right. Extra Large.

- Take care of yourself.
- Don't worry about me, baby.



I'm bulletproof.

6x01- Mr. Monk and the Rapper.

- Here we go, ten seconds, nine...
- I just wanna say, for the record,

I hate daylight savings time.
Five, four, three,

- two, and... now!
- Ya! Perfect!

- No, it's 2 seconds off.
- No, no, Mr. Monk.

No one's ever gonna notice.

- No one except for you.
- Let's just try it one more time.

Come on, it's only twice a year.
Here we go. In 55.

- 54, 53...
- What are those?

- Those are for you.
- Get out! Flowers?

"Happy... Secretaries' Day.

Mr. M."

Y- you're welcome!
Yeah, get ready. 42 seconds.

Mr. Monk, I'm not your secretary.
I'm your assistant.

Yeah, secretary.
It's the same thing... 35.

No. No. It's not the same thing.
Can we talk about this in 31 seconds?

Do you think a secretary has to do what
I do? It's a huge responsibility.

What? What about the Secretary of State?
That's a very important job.

Or Secretariat,
Triple Crown winner.

Love to see an assistant
do that.

You don't respect me
at all, do you?

I mean, really,
really respect me.

Of course I do... 22.

I do, Nat...
Ooh, doorbell.

Natalie, hurry back.
Hurry back. 15.

Never mind!

Come in, it's open!

This is it, ten seconds.
Here we go. Nine.

Natalie, eight. Natalie,
seven. Natalie, six.

- Mr. Monk...
- Hold on. Four.

Three. Natalie. Two...

Howdy.

- Are you Monk?
- Please, Adrian.

Excuse us, we were just, uh, we were
just setting the clocks forward there.

- Daylight savings time and all.
- Ah, hell,

man. I always forget to do that.

That's a beautiful watch.
Oh, you like that, huh?

It's that white gold. Imported. I have
to get you one next time I see you.

- They're his trademark.
- Really?

Sorry!

My name is Murderuss.

Murderuss?

I've heard of you!

I've taken your records away
from my daughter.

You'll have to excuse Natalie.
She's a little prudish

- about that stuff.
- I'm different these days.

I'm more of a businessman.

Have my own record label.
Manslaughter Records.

This is Snake Da Assassin, my VP.

Mr. Assassin.

Sss.

- Hello.
- And this is Silent Killa,

secretary of defense.

Secretary? Uh-oh. Natalie here thinks
secretary is a dirty word.

Have you seen that?

My lawyer's already calling me.

Police looking for me.
They think I did it.

Well, uh, why would they think that?

- Motive, yo.
- Motive, yo.

The deceased, Extra Large,
used to record on my label.

But the splits wasn't exactly cordial.

I hate that motherf...

fella.

I hate that fella.

- Is this all they have?
- Plus, about a month ago,

I made a song talking about how I wanted
to kill him and how I planned to do it.

Tick, tick, tick, tick

Ka-boo...

Name of the song wasCar Bomb.

And that's the exact same way he died,
you know what I'm saying?

Now, look, I'm no angel,

and I never pretended to be.
But this time,

- this wasn't me.
- No. Of course it wasn't.

We've been asking around, and...

street's been saying you're
some kind of super cop.

Well, I guess if other people say it,
it's not really bragging.

You feelin' me there, Silent?

- He's feelin' me.
- I wanna hire you.

I want you to do what you do, sniff
around and get me the hell outta this.

Oh, we're flattered.

We really are. But we really,
were just talking about

- we have so many other commitments.
- Don't listen to her.

- I'll take the case. I'm your man.
- Well, all right.

It's an honor. It's a privilege.

And don't you worry, because I am gonna
get you out of this.

- My word is my bond.
- Now, that's...

what I needed to hear.

Pay the man.

Here's a retainer...

and my business card. You call me as
soon as you get some good news.

Natalie, it was a pleasure
meeting you, beautiful.

Thank you for your
business, Mr. Murderuss.

Mr. Assassin.

Mr. Killer. Sorry... Killa.

K- Killa.

Natalie, Killa.

Don't worry about anything.
I got your back, yo.

Have a nice day, yo.

That was close.

- Are you okay?
- But he seemed to take it

pretty well, didn't you think?
Take what well?

When I turned down the case.
When I said I was too busy.

Mr. Monk, you said yes.

You took the case.

He wrote you a check. It's right there.

Natalie, there's nothing in my hand.

Mr. Monk, it's right here.

You said yes. You gave him your word.

You said you had his back.

That piece... goes there.

And that piece...

goes near the front.

You're pretty good

- at this. Have a secret?
- You do the corners first.

Can't believe he's dead.

You a fan?

- No.
- Extra Large?

He's the godfather
of second-wave east coast rap.

You know, this was before Jay-Z, Nas,
50 Cent, Fat Joe. I loved his stuff.

Got myself strapped
for the war goin' down, down

I looked death in the face and I called
him a clown, clown Pulled out my nin...

Randy, do you think
the captain respects you?

Does he respect me? Yeah.

He teases me a lot.

Yeah, but at the end of the day, I think
my opinion means something. Why?

Found the limo driver over there. He's
in intensive care. We think

- he's gonna survive.
- You okay?

- Car bomb. Mm-hmm. You wanna
- sit this one out?

No. No, I'm good.

We've already got a primary. Get this...
the guy had a rival, another rapper.

They'd been threatening
each other for months,

even wrote little ditties about
each other. Guess what his name is.

- Murderuss.
- That's right!

Is that perfect, or what?
I can't wait till a jury hears that.

Well, it's only a name.
Doesn't mean anything.

Murderuss? Monk, that's not
a name. It's a confession.

Plus, the guy has got
a rap sheet like 10 miles long.

- Alleged rap sheet.
- No, a very real, grown-up rap sheet.

I arrested the kid myself three times
back when he was a hood in the 'hood.

- What are you, his lawyer?
- I don't know. Natalie am I his lawyer?

No. You're his investigator.

Murderuss paid us a little visit today.

- He came to your house.
- He was afraid he was gonna get

blamed for this, so he asked Mr. Monk
to take the case.

- And you said yes.
- Well, so I've been told.

- I wasn't really there.
- You did it again.

When he gets nervous, he blacks out
sometimes and agrees to do stuff.

God. Oh, my God,

what did I do?

Well, look, maybe you're right.
Maybe he's not the guy.

Of course he's the guy!
His name is Murderuss.

I mean, I cannot believe

- this is happening.
- Captain,

we found the detonator.

Wow, what is this, silver?

Naw, that's white gold. Imported.

- Well, how do you know that?
- Cause my client

wears them all the time. They're his
trademark. I am... so screwed!

And where were you?

Don't look at me.
I'm just the secretary.

Extra Large was your
biggest star, your cash cow.

But he left your label and
started recording for Fresh P...

- Fresh Produce...
- Fresh Rhymes.

Fresh Rhymes Records.

You couldn't stand that,
could you, Russell?

- My name is Murderuss.
- Well, you'll always be Russell to me.

Little Russell Kroy
from Millburn Avenue.

Flushing dime bags down the
toilet every time I came knockin'.

Does this one belong to you?

It's one of your trademarks, isn't it?

It's like those Special Edition
Ponys you're wearing?

- It'd make an excellent
- timing device. I ain't no bomb maker.

Well, you don't have to be a bomb maker.
Any Boy Scout could make this.

What you do is you take one wire and you
connect it to the hour hand,

and the other wire goes to the face.

Tick, tick, tick, tick. 9:00... kaboom.

- Guess what.
- What?

I ain't a Boy Scout either.

No kiddin'.

How 'bout this, Russell? It's a blasting
cap. See here? That's a serial number.

That's how we know that this particular
blasting cap was stolen

from a construction site a half
a block away from your house.

I am not going to be putting a bomb
up onto somebody's town car.

You know me.

I'm up close and personal, face-to-face.

Not according to this.

Track four.

Little song called Car Bomb.

Put the bomb in your limo
That's what the surprise is

Under your seat Like Oprah giving prizes

- Sound familiar?
- Not the way you do it.

Yeah, well, I wasn't
really performing it.

Look, you got to be one of the
whitest white boys I've ever met.

And I met Kevin Costner.
Well, uh, could have

done it right...

brought in a beat box. Captain
wouldn't let me. I owe you one.

You know what?

You're not the only
musician in the room.

Actually, I'm in a band too.
We have a very eclectic repertoire.

We do rap.
We also do folk.

What is this, good cop, demented cop?

- Yo, just go to my website.
- Randy!

- He called me white!
- Sit down.

- Don't deny it.
- Sit down!

Yo got a problem, Russell.

The limo driver was with the car
all night long. He probably saw

whoever planted this.

He's gonna pull through, and when he
does, he's gonna tell me what he saw.

Well, he didn't see me.

I'm being set up. I'm innocent.
All you gotta do is ask Adrian Monk.

Ain't he one of y'all?

I thought he was up here.

He'll tell you. He know what's
happening. I been set up,

and this is a bunch of bull, man.

I can't believe this.

- Well, I mean I don't think it was him.
- Of course it was him.

Didn't you hear the captain? There's
amountain of evidence. He is so... so,

so guilty. He is what we call

very guilty.
Mr. Monk, you're just so nervous,

you're not thinking straight.
If he did it, why did he hire you?

You're the best detective in California.

Probably his lawyer's idea.
It's just PR to make it look good.

I don't think so. I think he's
frightened. He's like you in a way.

I think deep, deep down

he's just this frightened little boy.

A- a-and this is based on what?

I have a hunch.

Okay.

You get hunches all the time.
People don't laugh at you.

People laugh at me. Plenty.

But not about that.

The captain gets hunches.
Why can't I have a hunch?

Oh, I get it. I get it.

This is about
the secretary thing, isn't it?

And how you don't think I...

something about...

not respecting...

- Wait. I wrote it down.
- Mr. Monk, this is not about me.

This is about your client.

That man is in trouble,
and he's depending on you.

You shook his hand.

Wipe.

game shoppin' I'm trying to holler
a little, ma, her booty poppin

I don't wanna date you
I'm trying to bait you

To the house, we ain't gotta go out

One more song, I'm takin' you home

One more dance,
I'm takin' off your pants

The mind, the man the myth

You can smell the game,
in the air baby Take a whiff

How much longer?

I like it.

Do keep grillin',but I ain't trippin
I'm in the zone, 26 inch chrome

We in the doghouse gettin' it on

Sounded kickin' to me.

Let's reset, do one more.

Yeah, I like that one. Good stuff.

Thank you so much
for seeing us, Mr. Hodges.

Oh, please, call me Denny.

Hi, I'm Waddy. Sorry.

Hi, Waddy. I've never been
in a recording studio before.

Oh, look at all these gold records!

And this... this is our first
hit two years ago.

- What are they so mad about?
- Oh, about everything.

Cops, women, money. Thank God, cause
that anger's gonna put my kids

through college.

Oh, wow. Oh, there he is.

- I'm so sorry about what happened.
- So are we. He was a big talent

- with a big heart.
- And a big profit margin.

- At least, that was the game plan.
- Waddy and I spent every nickel

we had signing Extra Large,
and, well, now we gotta

start all over again
with kids like Da Money.

I mean, he's years away from paying
the rent, but... Maestro, we gonna

do this or what?

You want it fastor you want it good?
Want it fast. Good.

My partner doesn't know anything
about the music business You have

to spend money to make money.

Where were you when you...

first heard that Extra Large
had been murdered?

Where was I? If I live to be a hundred,

I'll never forget it.

I was in my hotel room with Waddy.

We were having breakfast.
We weren't having breakfast.

- He was having breakfast.
- Are you gonna do this here?

Every Sunday we have breakfast together

to figure out what we're gonna do with
the money, where it's all going.

Last Sunday morning,
I had to take my limo uptown.

- I forgot, okay?
- I show up. He's halfway through

with his eggs Benedict.
There's not even a place setting for me.

I forgot. I'm sorry
I forgot to order you room service.

After two years, he forgets.

- You just...
- The worst day

of our lives, okay?
I lost my best friend.

And he's still bitching about breakfast.
You ready?

Yeah, man,
I'm still working on these lyrics.

Tell me what you like better, though.

Club hoppin game shoppin

I'm trying to holler a little,
ma, her booty poppin'

Poppin' or bangin'?

I like bangin'.

- What do you think?
- I like bangin.

Yeah. Yeah, definitely poppin.

Okay, so it's 2 to 2.
Hey, homey, what about you?

Me? Uh...

- I'm sorry...
- Poppin' or bangin'?

Poppin' or bangin'.

Poppin' or bangin'?

First off,
thank you for asking.

Um, poppin'...

- What does poppin' mean again?
- Poppin' is just like,

you know, really crackin'.
You feel me? Like, just...

Like when the booty
is just like... Ah! You feel me?

I feel you.

Uh, and what does poppin' mean again?

I just told you,
it's like really crackin'.

- They both mean good,
- Mr. Monk. Yeah, poppin' or bangin'.

wow. Pressure. Uh...

I- I think it'd be a lot easier

if I actually met the girl. Pop, bang...

I'm gonna have to go with bangin'.

Naw... no. Wait.

Um, this is hard, because
they're both so evocative.

- Poppin'... Is it poppin' or boppin'?
- Let's just take a break.

Yeah. How long a break?

I don't know.

- How long you think he'll be staying?
- What's crackin'?

Is it crackin' or cracklin'?

Man...

Mr. Monk, Mr. Monk.

Listen, um, you told me to call
you if I rembered anything.

Well, I was thinking about it, and
Saturday night,

the night before it happened,

I was leaving my office.

It's, like, 7:00 exactly. I remember,

cause I was late for a meeting.
I looked at my watch.

- And...
- I saw somebody.

Yeah... he was hanging out
near the garage

where the limo was parked.
And, you know I thought it was weird.

Couldn't figure out why
he was hanging out around there.

Well, who was it?

It's okay, it's okay.

- Nobody'll know it came from you.
- Well, it was dark.

So, you know, uh...

couldn't really see his face.
But he was tall.

- Six, two, six, four?
- Six, four... my God!

Murderuss. I can't swear to that.

I didn't want to say...

You just did.

I had to say something.
Should I call the cops?

All right, uh...

I'll call them right away.

But it was nice to meet
you guys, and good luck.

He's the guy.

Who's... who's the guy? Hodges?

I don't know.
There's something about him.

Another hunch?

Well, we should at least check him out.

Why would he kill Extra Large?
He had no motive.

- None! Extra Large was his meal ticket.
- I don't know.

The limo driver's

out of intensive care.

We can talk to him tomorrow.

Maybe he saw something.

Hello?

Hello?

Who... who is it?

Do I know you?

Mind if I join you?

Randy's upstairs talking
to our medical examiner in rap.

Why?

I learned a long time ago not to
ask Randy why he does anything.

Where's Natalie?
She went home. She's mad at me.

Something about how I never listen or...

I understand you bought her a big bunch
of flowers for Secretaries' Day?

Big mistake.

- They were on sale.
- Monk, that woman would crawl

through hell for you.
She is not your secretary.

I know. They were on sale.

So you gonna come up?
We have a fresh crime scene upstairs.

Yeah, I'll be right up.

You're not gonna like it.

- We found a footprint on the windowsill
- Let me guess.

Special Edition shoe.

The only kind your client
Murderuss ever wears.

- The murder weapon.
- Yeah, let me guess.

White gold.

We found it out back
in the hazardous waste bin.

Of course!

He knew I would never look out there.

Grand jury's meeting tomorrow.
We're gonna indict him on Thursday

and arrest him on Friday.

He is gonna blame me.

I gotta get out of that contract.

- Then get out of that contract.
- Will you...

Will you...

Will you...

Yes, Monk, I will go with you.

- Apologize, but don't cry.
- Don'tcry?

Just tell him the truth.

There's too much evidence against him.
You're not a miracle worker.

Don't do that.

What?

This. It's a gang sign.

Don't do this or this

or this.

- They're all gang signs.
- I'll keep my hands in my pockets.

No, don't do that.
He'll think you're carrying.

He'll shoot us here on the spot.

How... how 'bout this?

Do that.

Killa.

How are you?

He's shy.

Hey, homely.

How... how's it going?

He means homey.

And he doesn't eve mean that.

Um, we'd like to talk to Russell.

What's wrong with your hands?

Just keepin' it real.

Who's your friend?

Leland Stottlemeyer.

- You a cop?
- Yes, I am.

He goes in, you stay out here.

You'll be okay?

- Be right here.
- Uh, Chatty Cathy.

That man's a friend of mine.

I'm holding you personally responsible.

Mm, right on.

- Monk, what it do, baby?
- Murder. Snake. Hello.

I be right with you,
soon as I pass this level.

- Which one are you?
- I'm the one trying to kill that fool.

Why?

It's called gang-banging.

Them two are partners.

Then the white dude got scared

and tried to back out.

I love this game!

You gave me your word.

You wanna play?

I feel like I just did.

Heard about that limo driver.

I suppose I'm gonna get blamed
for that one, too, huh?

He was strangled with a chain,
you know... white gold.

Like this?

It's quite obvious,
somebody trying to set me up.

I'm just glad you in my corner, Monk.

About that, um... I'm, uh, I'm
afraid I have some bad news.

Maybe we could just turn this off.

No.

Okay, first off,

thank you for thinking of me.
I will always cherish

the time we... we've had together.

And that goes for you, too, Killer.

And you, Mr. Assassin.
I think I'll miss you most of all.

Are you goin' somewhere?

I have to... respectfully...

return your money.

You're backing out?

I'm not dissing you.

This... this is not a diss.

Look, man, if you back out right
now, I'm in deep dookie, mookie.

And that's church. Fershizzle my
dizzle. You know what I'm sayin'?

Um... no. Not... not... not so
much. I wish I did. Here's the thing.

When you came to my
house and I said yes,

- that wasn't really me.
- Well, he sure as hell looked like you.

He shook my hand
and he gave me his word.

That should have told you something
right there. I almost never shake hands.

When I get nervous, I say things I
don't mean. Okay? So here's your check.

It's a little wrinkled. I'll just, uh...

No charge.

We're two men, right?

We can work this out.

Check this out.

Wanna hit this peace pipe?

No, thank you.

Come on, man. It'll relax you.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm... I'm relaxed.

Dog, you are not relaxed!

You got to be the most uptight
little puppy I ever met.

I bet if I put a lump of coal in your
butt and let it sit there

for ten minutes, I could get a diamond

out of it. D- diamond? Murderuss,
listen to me. You gotta believe me.

- That wouldn't work.
- Man, what are you talking about?

There's no way you'd get a
diamond from a lump of coal

up there.

I- It's not physically possible.

Chill out, man.
It's just a figure of speech.

I'll buy you a diamond.

I'll buy you...

I'll buy you all a diamond.

Diamonds for everybody.
Diamonds for everybody.

You heard him, man.
Diamonds for everybody.

Toast to my main man Monk.

I'm the new head of security.
And how did that happen?

Stain remover.

Backup stain remover.

Trudy pillow.

You know, Mr. Monk, running away
never solved anything.

the guy who said that,
about running away...

here's what we know about him.

He didn't keep blacking out and making
deals with a man named Murderuss,

who, by the way, is about to be
indicted for two homicides.

What are those?

Oh, clothes, soap, wipes, water.
Be careful carrying the water.

- Where are you going?
- I haven't decided.

I'm either gonna
buy a rail pass

and bum my way through Central Asia,

or go to your place.
I'm leaning toward your place.

You know, what you obviously
don't care what I think,

and you obviously never will,

but I don't get it.

Why isn't somebody checking out
that guy Denny Hodges?

I told you,

there's no motive. Extra Large
was his biggest star.

It's just weird, okay? The way he
happened to notice Murderuss

near that garage at 7:00.
It's just too convenient.

- He did say 7:00, didn't he?
- Yes.

He was sure about that.
He said he checked his watch.

- Natalie.
- What?

Hodges had to be lying.

But why, why, why would he do this?

I've got it. I've got it. Hodges.

did it. He's the guy.

Which means...

- It wasn't Murderuss!
- It wasn't Murderuss!

Can you believe it? He's innocent!

Who would have thought?

Exactly! He didn't do it!

He's innocent. He's an innocent,
innocent, innocent man!

This is the best
Secretaries' Day ever!

I'm kidding.

I'm kidding.

Check this out. It's a celebration right
now for my homeboy Extra Large.

We miss you, homey. You dig? Yeah.
Put your hands up.

Come out here with your boy, man.
Come out here with your boy.

D., come on. C- come with your boy,
man. We got Fresh Rhymes

in the building, you dig what I'm sayin?
We makin' it happen, man. This is for

Extra Large, you dig?

Now put your hands up Put your hands up

Now put your hands up
Now throw your glasses high

and put your hands up High into
the sky and put your hands up

See, it's a celebration

This ain't nothing but a celebration

You see, look, this a celebration...

'Sup?

Hey, homey. You a star yet?

No.

Captain, I heard you about
to make a real big bust tonight.

And you know I wouldn't miss
this for nothing in the world.

That's right. e're just waiting
for the concert to end.

Wasn't me, was it?

I do apologize.

It's all right. It's all good.

And you thought I did it, too, huh?

I admit it. For a while.

I should have listened to Natalie.

Good advice. You should write that
down so you won't forget that.

Would you write that down, please?

Sure.

Now, tell me this, Monk. I wanna know.

How did you solve the case? I want
all the details from start to finish.

Here's what happened.

It's a celebration, yeah I look at y'all
and see a celebration,

yeah See, this ain't nothing but a
celebration, yeah Celebrating the life

Of my homeboy Extra Large, yeah
Celebratin', celebratin',

you'll be celebratin' Yeah, give it
up for my homeboy Extra Large.

In the building. How long
will they mourn me?

You did it, homey.

You a man of your word.
You solved the case,

- I appreciate that. Hey,
- dog, come in here.

He's talkin' about you.

You know, I, uh, I feel
like I lost a brother

on Sunday morning.

I do. And I know that y'all, you know,
feel the same way.

You know?

We know that the police have a suspect.

Y'all know who I'm talking about.

Murderuss!

I ain't gotta say his name. Yeah, you
know what? But let's just be cool.

'Cause if Large was here,

Large would tell us to what...
he'd say just chill out.

So we gonna chill out.
We gonna let the cops

do they job for once.

Speak of the devil.

You got a lotta nerve.

I will give you that.

You know what?

Let's just calm down.

Somebody call the authorities.

Let them know that we have

a murder in the house.

Word.

Word.

Word.

Everybody, word.

People, brothers,

let me give you the 411.
That means information.

Murderuss didn't kill anybody. Denny
Hodges wanted us, wanted everyone

to think that Murderuss planted that
bomb. Hodges said he saw Murderuss

in the parking lot at 7:00 PM,

but that's impossible. The timing device

was a 12-hour clock

like this.

But the bomb went off after 13 hours.

One second, one second. Let... let me
get this straight. Are you accusing me?

Are you accusing me?

This man was family
to me, all right? We was gonna

make each other rich.

Why would I hurt him?

That's what I couldn't figure out...
the motive. But then I realized...

Off the stage, man!

- Then I realize...
- Here's what happened.

The guy is a joke. A joke!

- Word.
- Here's what happened.

Word. Word. Word.

Here's what happened y'all.
I got this, Monk.

Yeah, you can't believe

what you hear all the time.
Sometimes seein' is believing.

Like the man said,

I was set up.

I'm just a pawn in this game.

Let me break it down for y'all.

No, for real.

Here's what happened.

Have you ever been accused,
Man, you got set up

And it really wasn't you,
Man, you got set up

Trying to plant something
on me Man, you got set up

And then you say I killed your
homey This fool was greedy,

had to have the whole thing Let
me run it down to you, it's a cold game

He wanted more than half of the
pie That's why his partner had to die

You heard me, you were the
target all along Am I right,

or am I wrong

You're making a lot
of excellent points. He is.

Every week, they had a breakfast
date Captain Crunch, French toast,

or a stack of pancakes But this
week they wasn't serving nothin'

But murder on the plate

He wanted to pin it on me like a Purple

Heart But his perfect plan just fell
apart as he fled the scene, homes.

Cause like Aaron Burr
who was tried for treason

You made a mistake, dog,
forgot about the season

There was the fatal flaw to
the perfect crime See, Sunday

was daylight savings time Twice
a year we reset the clock

Ahead one hour, but I guess you
forgot Your partner showed up

to break some bread What he found was
an empty table instead You didn't order

room service Cause you thought
the homey Waddy was dead

Extra Large ran outta luck

When the limo came by and picked
him up The pocket watch up under the car

The trigger went boom And
there went Extra Large

Have you ever been accused, Man, you
got set up And it really wasn't you,

Man, you got set up Trying to plant
something on me Man, you got set up

And then you say I killed your homey

I went to the source and
found a great detective

I told Adrian Monk to follow my
direction He solved the case

and rocked it well Next stop for you,
Denny Hodges Is a Death Row jail cell

You dropped your, uh...

You dropped your...
you dropped your mike, Murder.

Hello.

You can't prove any of this.

Au contraire. That's a search warrant.

We just came from your house, Denny.
We found your little bomb making

workshop in the basement.

Lieutenant, take him down.

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Randy!

Peace out, y'all!

Hey, yo, Monk.

Monk, let me holler at you.

Check it out, man.

I wanted to thank you again
personally, man. I appreciate

what you done for me, and, um,

you had me nervous there for a minute.

I couldn't have done it
without my associate.

Assistant/underling. Partner person.

No matter what you call her, man.
She's a beautiful woman.

You lucky to have somebody
like that on your team.

Check it out, dog. I got this big, big,
big tour comin' up.

27 cities.

Big tour buses you know what I'm saying.
Big bright lights. I was wondering

if you wanted to roll and
be my bodyguard/assistant.

Wow! I... thank you.

But I can't.

I'm just so busy.

Wish I could. Damn!
That sounds like fun.

It's cool. Don't even trip. I get it.

But if you change your mind,
you gimme a holler.

It's cool. I gotta skedaddle on
my saddle. I'll holler at you.

Be sweet, baby.

Travel safe.

Truth to power.

Yes, he did.

What did I say?

You said no.

Thank God.

- You sure?
- Yeah, I was right there.

- Was he mad?
- No. Said it was cool.

- What did I say?
- Truth to power.

- What... does that mean?
- I don't know.

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