"In Focus, an unfiltered look at the news, the people behind the news, and the stories behind the headlines." "Reporting from San Francisco, James Novak." "Good evening, and welcome to In Focus." "He is a mass of contradictions." "A man afflicted with a disorder so paralyzing that 10 years ago he was forced to resign from the San Francisco Police Department." "Since then, as a private consultant, he has solved an astonishing 99 cases." "Cases that were considered unsolvable." "Tonight on In Focus, we follow Adrian Monk, this modern-day Sherlock Holmes, as he attempts a career milestone." "Solving his 100th case for the San Francisco PD, and what a case it is." "Perhaps the most challenging of his career." "A vicious serial killer is on the loose." "Young women are being slaughtered." "The town is terrorized." "Can Adrian Monk find him and stop him before he kills again?" "Find out tonight on In Focus." "It's a jungle out there" "Disorder and confusion everywhere" "No one seems to care" "Well, I do" "Hey, who's in charge here?" "It's a jungle out there" "Poison in the very air we breathe" "You know what's in the water that you drink?" "Well, I do" "It's amazing" "People think I'm crazy 'cause I worry all the time" "If you paid attention, you'd be worried, too" "You better pay attention" "Or this world we love so much might just kill you" "I could be wrong now" "But I don't think so" "'Cause there's a jungle out there" "It's a jungle out there" "Find out tonight on In Focus." "And now it's Manovich with the long rebound." "Okay." "Take the shot." "Take the shot." "Take the shot!" "Take the..." "Foul!" "Foul!" "Did you see that?" "He fouled him." "Hey, Captain." "Have you seen Mr. Monk?" "I figured he was with you." "He usually is." "Did you change the channel?" "It's a commercial break." "I'll change it right back." "No." "No." "No." "No!" "No!" "It's a playoff game." "It's a five-point game." "Where were you?" "The natives are getting restless." "And they're drinking all the wine." "I thought you were getting the Chateau Angelus." "Well, we do have Prince Charles coming next week." "So I thought I'd save the good stuff for him." "Come on, it's a bunch of cops." "They're not gonna notice the difference." "Believe me." "Oh, Jim." "It's a great party." "Thanks again." "The wine's amazing, too." "It's the least I could do." "After all, you guys let us tag along with you all week long." "Hope we didn't cramp your style." "No, not at all." "It was fun." "Jim this is my girlfriend, Jillian." "I love your house." "Thank you." "You look familiar." "Are you an actress?" "Yeah, she's in the show." "In this episode." "The re-enactment scene, near the end." "I'm Victim Number Four." "Oh, right." "Of course." "What else have you done?" "Mostly crime shows." "Junk like this." "Oh, no." "I mean, I don't..." "Not junk." "I mean that..." "Jillian's the queen of re-enactments." "She's always getting killed or taken hostage." "She was bludgeoned to death on Dateline two weeks ago." "Really?" "I'm sorry I missed that." "Yeah, she can do anything." "She can be stabbed or shot or strangled." "Baby, do stabbed." "Do stabbed." "You got to see this." "No." "Mr. Novak doesn't want to see..." "Well, I've got to see it now." "I'm curious." "Okay." "What are you doing?" "How did you get in here?" "Very nice." "Very convincing." "Good luck to you." "Here you are." "What are you doing back here?" "You can't even see the TV." "Which makes it the best seat in the house." "Mr. Monk, you can't sit back here." "You're the guest of honor." "Come on, at least move up a little." "You said, "A little. "" "A little more." "Come on." "Come on." "In Focus returns." "James Novak reporting." "Hey." "Hey." "Hey, everybody." "It's on." "July 18th." "For Adrian Monk, the day began like any other." "He would vacuum his entire apartment." "Then clean the vacuum." "Then vacuum again." "He had no way of knowing that just four blocks away, the body of a young girl was being discovered and that the San Francisco Police would soon be requesting his services for the 100th time." "A hundred cases." "Well, that's a real milestone." "Fact is he almost didn't make it." "Two years ago, they tried to cut Monk from the budget to save a few bucks." "I went ballistic." "If you go in the Commissioner's office, you'll see there's a little dent in the wall about the size of my fist." "Well, I got suspended, and Monk got back on the payroll." "Case number 100 would be the ultimate test of Adrian Monk's deductive powers." "It began with a call to 911." "Her name was Cassandre Rank, 27 years old." "She worked as a waitress and occasionally an actress." "She had been brutally strangled." "Apparently, she comes in, checks her mail." "The creep's outside." "He breaks the glass, he opens the door, he comes in, strangles her with this." "When you're done with that, may I see it, please?" "How did that start?" "With your hands?" "You mean this?" "Mmm-hmm." "Well, I don't remember." "Most of the time I don't even know I'm doing it." "It has a Zen quality to it." "It seems to help me focus on the problem." "I have to block out the rest of the world." "I have to block out any distractions." "Anything that might upset me." "So you're blocking me out right now?" "That's right." "I don't know how he does it." "Sometimes when Monk's not around," "I'll catch the other cops doing it." "Right, with the hands." "And this, like, touch that." "It doesn't work." "Doesn't work for anybody else but him." "With Adrian Monk on the scene, the investigation was officially underway." "Could you change the light bulb up there that's burned out?" "See it?" "Mr. Monk, just let it go." "No." "No." "Just focus on something." "Just..." "Excuse me, officer." "Can somebody please fix that light bulb?" "Sometimes he sees too much." "He gets distracted." "And that's where you come in." "Right." "Keeping him focused." "That's one of my jobs." "What else do you do for him?" "What else do I do?" "How long is your show?" "There you go." "That's a 40 watt." "The others are 60." "Not 40." "Okay?" "Yeah." "Whatever." "Yeah." "He has some idiosyncrasies." "Like what?" "Fear of heights." "Fear of germs." "Spiders." "Milk." "Crowds, elevators, fire." "Rabbits, tunnels, bridges." "Boats." "Decaffeinated coffee." "Lightning." "The wind." "He's afraid of the wind." "Egg whites." "Bad." "Naked people." "That one is way up there." "I think it goes naked people and then death." "Who is Detective Adrian Monk?" "He was born in this modest Bay Area home 49 years ago, the younger of two brothers." "By all accounts, he was an exceptional child." "I used to babysit for the boys almost every weekend." "What was he like?" "Adrian?" "Remarkable child." "I tell people this, but they don't believe me." "He used to change his own diaper." "And then he would crawl across the floor and throw it out." "Remarkable." "Adrian was in my fourth grade class." "He was a brilliant boy." "At first, he was probably the most promising student I ever had." "What happened?" "Well, his father left." "Just took off." "After that, everything changed." "When Adrian was eight, his father, Jack, a frustrated linen salesman, told the boys he was heading out to pick up some Chinese food." "Adrian would not see or speak to him again for 39 years." "Mmm..." "Mom didn't leave her room for two years." "And I didn't leave my room." "So it was all up to Adrian." "He kept it all together." "The house, the family." "I don't know how he did it." "He's my hero." "You know, fan can mean one thing to you and then, you know, something completely different to, like, say, Judge Harriet Waxman of the Third District Court." "You know?" "And I'll tell you something about Judge Waxman." "She's never been in love." "So she's shooting from that perspective, you know what I mean?" "Where did you get all these pictures?" "Oh!" "Do you like them?" "Yeah." "Yeah, they're..." "Well, this one is probably my favorite, if I had to pick a favorite." "This is actually real." "It's not Photoshopped at all." "And it's from a case we worked on together, a homicide." "It took a lot of clue hugs, but we cracked it." "And what about that one?" "This one?" "Okay." "Um..." "This one is another case, but this one wasn't..." "Um..." "This one wasn't as real." "His brain's different." "And I mean, I'm not saying he's a freak or anything, but..." "No, I just..." "You know, his brain's different." "Let's just leave it at that." "He hasn't solved 100 cases yet." "For the record, he's still at 99." "So let's not get ahead of ourselves." "You sound a little competitive." "Sometimes I am a little too competitive." "Yes." "I own that." "I was just talking about that with my new therapist." "Monk and I both have new therapists." "Mine's way better." "I had Adrian Monk as a passenger from San Francisco to Newark." "He'd never flown before." "I don't think he'd ever been out of his house before." "He asked a million questions." "He cried for two and a half hours." "He gave half the cabin a nervous breakdown, including me, the co-pilot, and about a dozen passengers." "We have a support group now." "We meet every month." "Really?" "The last one was in Minneapolis." "I couldn't make it." "Why not?" "I'm afraid to fly." "Back at the scene, Detective Monk makes a startling discovery." "Her lipstick." "Yeah, what about it?" "Well, it's on the cup." "There's some on her lips, but it's not here, and it's not in her purse." "What happened to the lipstick?" "He took her lipstick?" "I didn't tell the press about the missing lipstick." "I always hold back on a couple of key details so down the road, if we do get a confession, we know if it's genuine." "No, he does it a lot." "You do it a lot, but you don't always do it, though." "Yes, I do." "I always do it." "I just don't always tell him." "This was no random attack." "He knew her." "She knew him." "Look." "She comes home." "She's checking her mail." "Right." "She sees him through the door." "She recognizes him." "She's not afraid." "So she sets the cup down and lets him in." "He grabs her." "Kills her, then he punches through the door to make it look like he had to break in." "The shards of glass from the door, they're on top of her body." "They're all around her body, but there's nothing underneath." "Pretty good, huh?" "Adrian Monk had no way of knowing that Cassandre Rank's murder was just the beginning and that before the week was out, the killer would be striking again." "When In Focus continues." "Once again at the line, shooting only 58°/." "And he bricks another." "Rebound!" "Rebound!" "Get the damn ball!" "What?" "Just for a second." "Just to check the score." "We'll turn it back." "What, are you my mother?" "What did you say?" "Nothing." "Hey, excuse me, Jim." "Sorry to bother you." "It's no big deal, but when they showed my name on the screen earlier on, it said "Sergeant. "" "Actually, I'm a full lieutenant." "Oh!" "I'm sorry." "Well, these things happen." "Yeah." "It's no big deal." "Do you think we could correct it for the DVD?" "The DVD?" "Absolutely." "I'll take care of that." "That's great." "I appreciate that." "Enjoy the party, Sergeant." "Pretty exciting, huh?" "What happened?" "Did somebody hug you?" "No, no." "Natalie, there's something wrong." "I feel like I missed something." "Something about that case." "What case?" "What?" "The TV show?" "Mr. Monk, you already solved that case." "It's all over." "No, there's something wrong." "It's starting again." "Everybody!" "In Focus returns." "Here we go." "James Novak reporting." "Detective Adrian Monk." "Obsessive, peculiar, brilliant." "Now in pursuit of his 100th case." "A young woman has been brutally strangled." "The San Francisco Police had no leads and no suspects." "Even Adrian Monk, the legendary detective, was at a loss." "Then two days later, the case took a disturbing twist." "Disher." "Captain, we got another girl." "A pattern was emerging." "The second victim, Barbara McFarland, was also a part-time actress and had been found brutally strangled." "No, no." "Same MO." "Strangled from the front." "What about the door?" "No forced entry." "He either talked his way in or she knew him." "Well, another actress." "Some local theater and some commercials." "What about her lipstick?" "Lipstick?" "Looks like he took it." "Lipstick killer." "Lipstick Assassin." "Mr. Lipstick." "I've always wanted to name one of these guys." "Why?" "If you can name them, you can catch them." "Why?" "Natalie, do you have that picture?" "Photos?" "What do you got?" "Don't step on the girl." "Water spots." "Monk." "You can't do the victim's dishes." "Well, you didn't see it." "It was filthy." "Monk." "Just..." "Just one cycle." "No." "No." "One cycle." "I'll push rinse hold." "You'll push nothing." "Where was this?" "There's been a breakthrough in the case." "It's pretty exciting." "Don't look back." "Why are you looking back?" "So it turns out both victims worked at the same restaurant." "It's one of those theme restaurants." "It's called The Morbid Cafe." "And the captain wants Mr. Monk to go talk to the manager." "Can you just pull over?" "Will you, please?" "I'm feeling nauseous." "Those bus fumes make me nauseous." "All right, did I mention he doesn't like driving?" "Oh, my God." "People actually eat here?" "Yeah." "Julie comes here all the time." "She loves it." "See all these props?" "They're from old horror movies." "We should call the board of health." "Welcome." "I have been expecting you." "You are from the police department, is that correct?" "That's right." "Okay, I'm Adrian Monk." "And this is Natalie Teeger." "Oh, Natalie?" "What a delicious name." "Why are you talking like that?" "I don't know what you mean." "But I see we go to the same tailor." "Ooh..." "Mr. Gleckson, we'd like to talk to you about a woman named Cassandre Rank." "I believe she used to work here." "Yes, Cassandre Rank." "A most delectable young girl." "I remember drinking her blood." "It was a most exquisite aperitif." "She was killed two days ago." "Someone strangled her." "What?" "Are you serious?" "Oh, my God, you must have thought that..." "Look, you know that this is just a job, right?" "I mean, this is not real blood." "It's all makeup." "Hell, that stuff about drinking her blood." "Crap." "When did she work here?" "About a year ago." "But she was only here for about a month, and then she got a part in a play or something and she split." "Nobody stays here that long." "There was another woman named Barbara McFarland." "She worked here too, didn't she?" "Yes!" "Barbara McFarland." "She had a very delectable neck." "I'm sure of that." "In fact, I am O positive..." "She was killed, too." "Come on!" "Why didn't you just say that?" "Okay." "Now I look like a monster." "Like a real monster, and I'm not." "Oh, hell!" "Yeah, no, I knew her a little bit." "She was here for three months." "But did they know each other?" "Barbara and Cassandre?" "I don't think so." "I don't think they ever met." "No, Cassandre left, like, a year before Barbara showed up, so..." "Okay." "We're gonna need a list of all of your employees." "Everyone who worked here when they did." "Yeah." "Sure." "That's no problem." "And as night falls on San Francisco," "Adrian Monk is left alone with the case." "Mr. Monk takes all of his cases very seriously." "But when a woman is killed, it's different." "It hits him pretty hard." "Because of Trudy?" "Yeah." "Because of Trudy." "Trudy Monk, the love of Adrian Monk's life and the only case he hasn't been able to solve." "They met 28 years ago while they were both attending the University of California." "They were married a short time later." "Trudy's love was so strong that most of his phobias and personal demons were kept at bay." "It would be the happiest time of his life." "Oh!" "You wouldn't recognize him." "Back in the day, he loved his work." "He loved his life." "He used to come walking in here whistling." "He hasn't whistled for a long time." "Then, in a flash, she was gone." "Two weeks before Christmas, 1997," "Trudy Monk was downtown running some errands." "She returned to her car in a parking garage on Summerset Avenue." "Our top story tonight." "The wife of a highly decorated San Francisco detective was killed this morning, the victim of an apparent car bombing." "Trudy Monk, a 35-year-old freelance journalist died a short time later at Saint Jude's Hospital." "Her husband, Adrian Monk, was by her side." "The police are pursuing several leads but have made no arrests." "The case is still open." "It has been Adrian Monk's obsession for 11 years." "After the hospital, he came back, back home." "He just sat in that chair all night." "I could see his soul leaving his body." "Adrian died, too." "The bomb was across town, but it killed my brother, too." "I saw him coming apart like those rockets that hit the atmosphere at the wrong angle." "Nothing I could do." "So you can't talk about Trudy." "You didn't leave your house for, what, three years?" "The psychiatrists said you'd never work again, but here you are, 100 cases later." "What keeps you going?" "I can't die until I know." "But solving Trudy's murder would have to wait." "Three nights later, in a parking lot in Daly City, another girl was strangled." "Hurry up with that sheet!" "Her name was Miranda Terhune." "Like the others, she had worked as an actress and was strangled with a small piece of cord." "Her lipstick was missing, so we were pretty sure it was the same guy." "The Lipstick Assassin." "Nobody's calling him that, Randy." "I am." "No, you're not." "Now, the third girl never worked at the restaurant." "So the three girls had virtually nothing in common." "The case was moving sideways on us." "We didn't have any leads." "I mean, who or where was Mr. Lipstick?" "Could you turn that off for a minute?" "The death toll was rising." "A sense of urgency swept through the department." "Captain Stottlemeyer and his task force were working around the clock." "Coffee." "Thank you." "He has an idea." "I can tell." "You don't want to miss this." "Zoom in." "Go ahead." "I love this part." "I noticed that all three pictures were taken by the same photographer." "There were 10 other detectives in that room." "You were the only one who noticed it." "Well, I was standing closer to the board." "He's just being modest." "Fifty cops could have been locked in that room for a whole year, and nobody would have noticed it." "Maybe not a year." "Thanks to Adrian Monk, the police finally had a suspect." "A local photographer named Douglas Thurman." "Was he responsible for three brutal murders?" "And could he be stopped before he killed again?" "Find out after these messages." "Makes it 90 to 81." "Down by nine." "How did that happen?" "Damn." "But who played the girl who died by the car?" "Miranda Terhune." "I thought she was terrible." "The way she was all sprawled out." "Nobody dies like that." "Actually, she was the real victim." "She was really dead." "Oh, my gosh." "I can't believe I said that." "Everybody makes mistakes." "I even made one myself once." "What was it?" "My wife." "What's wrong with him?" "He thinks he might have made a mistake." "About coming here?" "No, about the case." "About the one on TV." "Thinks he might have missed something." "Really?" "Well, this could get interesting." "Hey!" "Hey!" "It's on, everybody." "In Focus." "Three women have been brutally strangled." "Thanks to Adrian Monk, San Francisco's legendary defective detective, the police now have a suspect." "His name is Douglas Thurman, manager of a local photography studio." "Captain Leland Stottlemeyer and Lieutenant Randy Disher question their suspect." "Thurman denied everything." "He wouldn't crack." "With no hard evidence, the police were forced to release him." "Douglas Thurman was a tough adversary." "But Adrian Monk has faced tough adversaries before." "In fact, he's faced 99 of them." "Almost all of them can be found here." "In a California state penitentiary." "Do I remember Adrian Monk?" "That's like asking the Titanic if it remembers the iceberg." "He joined the Siblings of the Sun." "Your cult?" "It's not a cult." "It's an organization." "Like a self-help group." "And two months later, I'm sitting here wearing blues, eating off tin plates." "Adrian Monk, if you're watching this, I want to thank you." "Thank you, brother." "Because behind these gray walls of prison" "I have found complete peace and total serenity." "Roberts, time's up!" "Get back to your cell!" "God." "Mother." "Adrian Monk?" "I have to admit I have mixed feelings about him." "I mean, on the one hand, he sent me to prison." "Twenty-five years to life." "On the other hand, when they arrested me, he stayed after everybody and cleaned my apartment." "I got my security deposit back." "Which was nice." "Well, killing my girlfriend was the easy part." "The hard part was pretending to be Monk's friend for a week." "You ever hear the man try and tell a joke?" "It's like verbal root canal." "Excruciating." "How did you feel when he arrested you?" "I actually..." "I was feeling sorry for him." "I felt like he was the village idiot or something like." "It was humiliating." "Yeah." "Until that there summation thing." "Oh, my God." "The summation." "I love when people tell me what I've already done." "Groan." "Just..." "Longest four minutes of my life." "I mean, I knew what I did." "I killed her." "I didn't need him to tell me." "I worked on my plan for a month." "Really?" "My plan was perfect." "I had a good plan, too." "I was very proud of my plan." "Check this out." "I find a dead daredevil on the side of the road." "I knocked my cousin out." "Put him in the daredevil costume and threw him off a roof." "That was you?" "Yeah." "That was good." "Thank you." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Any other cop never would have figured it out." "That was brilliant, man." "Thanks." "And remind me." "Didn't you, like, kill a pig and then prop a Jeep up on a salt lick or something?" "Or..." "It wasn't no Jeep." "It was a pick-up truck." "Still, it's pretty fantastic." "I mean..." "Okay." "You all had fantastic plans." "So what happened?" "Adrian Monk happened." "Yeah." "Monk!" "Monk happened." "Yes." "The guy is relentless." "Pick, pick, pick, pick, pick." "Meanwhile, the case against Douglas Thurman took a surprising twist." "Douglas Thurman disappeared." "He had agreed to take a polygraph test that afternoon, but never showed up." "The next morning, a judge issued a search warrant for Thurman's apartment and photo studio." "Do you have the warrant?" "What?" "You got to be kidding." "You just had it." "You had it in your hand." "Where is it?" "Here it is." "It was right behind this CD." "I'm in a band." "It's the Randy Disher Project." "We do a sort of jazz fusion, punk kind of a rap, kind of a folk..." "Randy, just give them the damn CD." "You guys like music?" "You are gonna love this." "Is that..." "Is that a scratch?" "You know what?" "I should probably put it in to make sure it works." "I'm tired of sucking up" "I'm tired of sucking up" "Doug Thurman, SFPD." "Clear!" "Clear!" "Captain!" "Is that lipstick?" "Sick enough for you?" "I guess that clinches it." "This guy's definitely the Cosmetic Assassin." "The what?" "Cosmetic Assassin." "That's what we're calling him." "Maybe you'd like to hear what we're calling you." "That was probably the low point." "Because we had that creep in handcuffs the day before." "We never should've let him go." "But the law is the law." "Insufficient evidence." "Well, we put a statewide APB out on him." "But we were too late." "Douglas Thurman's reign of terror was not over yet." "Three hours after the raid, Kate Kindel, a 24-year-old part-time model, was found dead in her apartment." "She had been strangled like the others." "And like the others, she had recently posed for Douglas Thurman." "Even though he was on the run and the police were closing in," "Thurman could not control his homicidal instincts." "Behind you!" "Early that morning, he broke into Kindel's apartment." "Her landlady found her on the living room floor three hours later." "Nice." "Take a bow, Jillian!" "Well done, Jillian." "Well done." "What?" "What?" "I just said two words to her." "I just said, "Well done. "" "You know, I was just congratulating her." "Like thousands of other young girls, she moved to California five years earlier to follow her dream." "She was 27 years old." "She had worked as a cabaret singer and had appeared in a number of student films." "She had also been found brutally strangled." "Took her lipstick, of course." "It's a little dark." "I could use some light." "Thank you." "This is Stottlemeyer." "It was the news they had all been waiting for." "Douglas Thurman had been spotted in San Racine, 300 miles away in a cheap motel." "One hour later, as a SWAT team moved in," "Douglas Thurman chose to end the drama himself." "Clear!" "With a single bullet to the head," "Thurman had claimed his final victim." "He has solved his 100th case." "Thanks to him, the people of San Francisco will wake up tomorrow in a safer, brighter city." "But for Adrian Monk, perhaps the most successful homicide detective in the world today, the night is never-ending." "To Mr. Monk, the man of the hour." "Don't be surprised if Hollywood producers come knocking down your door because you're good, my friend." "You're a star." "Here, here!" "San Racine is south." "Excuse me?" "Thurman had Mexican currency in his wallet when he killed himself." "He was heading for Mexico." "So what?" "So Kate Kindel, the fourth victim, lived 50 miles north." "Why would he go out of his way like that?" "And wasn't she strangled from behind?" "All the other victims were strangled from the front." "Yeah, you're right." "She was strangled from behind." "Right." "Douglas Thurman did kill victims one, two and three." "We were right about that." "But somebody else killed Kate Kindel." "Well, the case is over, Mr. Monk." "I don't think so." "Yes!" "Swish!" "Nothing but net!" "What?" "Mr. Novak, do you have a copy of the episode we just saw?" "Maybe on a VHS tape?" "Well, this is DVR." "That's too bad." "If it was on VHS, we could watch it again." "DVR is digital." "It's better than VHS." "Well, then let's do that." "If we could rewind the tape or whatever it is back to the photo studio." "Natalie?" "Sorry." "It's okay." "It's only triple overtime." "Only the greatest game in the history of basketball." "Okay." "Okay!" "Stop right there!" "Now hit the Picture Play button." "It should say "Play"" "either on the button or directly under the..." "Yeah, I got that." "Clear!" "Clear!" "Picture Freezer!" "What?" "Hit the Picture Freezer button." "What." "You mean "Pause?"" "Fine. "Pause. " Whatever." "Now go back." "Picture Go Back." "Picture Go Back." "Picture Go Back." "Picture Freezer!" "Okay." "Look at the table." "See, all the film canisters are on their side." "Okay, Natalie." "Picture Go Fast." "Picture Go Fast." "Right there!" "Picture Freezer!" "See, there's an additional film canister standing up." "Now where the hell did that come from?" "That had pictures of Kate Kindel on that film." "I bagged that myself." "Wait." "Are you saying that somebody planted the film?" "Was it a cop?" "No." "No, no, no." "I know every guy on that squad and every one of them is a righteous guy." "There were other people in that room." "Okay, Natalie." "Push Picture Go Fast." "Picture Go Fast." "Okay." "Okay, this is it." "Picture Go Regular." "That is so trippy." "Took her lipstick." "Of course." "It's a little dark." "I could use some light." "Picture Freezer!" "Mr. Novak, I asked you to turn on the light." "That's right." "There are five light switches on that panel." "You clicked number four." "It was a lamp right next to me." "How did you know which one of those switches to hit?" "How did I know..." "You knew that apartment." "You'd been in that room before." "I..." "Sorry." "I'm a little confused." "Are you accusing me of something?" "Yes, sir, I am." "It all makes sense." "Yeah." "Kate Kindel was your sex mistress." "I knew it." "Sweetheart, just..." "What happened?" "I mean, was she threatening to tell your wife?" "Did she want money?" "All we know for sure is that you wanted her gone." "Working on this show, on this serial killer story, gave you the perfect opportunity." "It's true." "You had access to everything." "All the stuff we kept from the public." "The killer's MO, the lipstick." "Here's what happened." "You knew the police were planning to raid Thurman's studio in the morning." "That night, you went to Kate Kindel's apartment." "You told her you wanted to take some pictures." "After the photo session, you got down to business." "You took her lipstick, because that's what Douglas Thurman would have done." "The Lipstick Assassin." "Randy!" "The next morning during the raid, you planted the roll of film." "It would look like Kate was just another client." "Just another victim." "It was a perfect plan, framing a serial killer." "You should have watched your own show, Mr. Novak." "You can't beat the man." "Probably didn't even listen to my CD." "Did you?" "Okay, first of all you're a terrible singer." "And secondly, you can't go around accusing people." "Where's your proof?" "I think I have proof." "What night was it?" "July 25th." "I thought so." "It was my brother's birthday." "There was a party which you missed, of course." "He came home at 5:00 a. m." "And took a shower." "I was suspicious." "No, I wasn't suspicious." "I knew." "I went through his pockets." "Is this what you need?" "Yeah." "You can check it for DNA, right?" "I'll take that, Sergeant." "Get down!" "Jillian." "Somebody call an ambulance." "Jillian?" "Sorry." "Force of habit." "A force of habit!" "I'm sorry." "You had me." "I did?" "That was great." "Totally got me on that." "All right." "Is everybody all right?" ""The case was broken by former detective Adrian Monk," ""who ironically had recently been featured" ""on Mr. Novak's news magazine program In Focus. "" "Look." "Picture!" "Very nice." "Nice to go out on a high note." "What do you mean "go out"?" "Well, I think it might be time to quit." "A hundred cases." "A hundred even." "That's a nice round number." "Wait." "Wait." "You wanna quit because it's an even number?" "Makes sense to me." "That is so stupid." "I'm sorry, Mr. Monk, but that is just stupid." "What are you doing?" "Rolling up this newspaper." "I wonder why." "To hit you over the head with it because you're so stupid!" "And I have a knife!" "Come on, come on." "Wait." "Wait a minute." "When you caught that serial killer, that was number 100." "Right." "Right." "Right." "Right." "So this case with this TV host, this was a completely different case." "Different killer, different case." "Oh, my God." "So you're at 101." "Oh, my God." "How did this happen?" "You wanna stop at a nice round number, you have to get to 200." "Two hundred." "All right." "So you better get started." "Let's see if anybody's killed anybody today." "This looks good." ""Suspicious drowning. "" "A hundred and one?" "Oh, my God." "Why didn't you stop me?" ""Runaway Truck Kills Two. "" "Look. "Socialite Killed by Giant Pendulum. " That's juicy." ""Billionaire's Mistress Disappears. "" ""Woman Run Over By Golf Cart. "" "Yeah." "That's weird." ""TV Writer Found Dead After Contract Dispute. "" "Creepy." "Oh, my God." "That's good."