Monkisms : Mr. Monk and the Garbage Strike

Monkisms for episode Mr. Monk and the Garbage Strike:

When a union boss' death threatens to prolong a city-wide garbage strike in San Francisco, it's up to Monk to help end the strike by determining whether the boss' death was suicide or murder.

Natalie: Did you just mail your garbage to someone?
Monk: These are desperate times, Natalie--desperate times.

Monk: Somebody ate all the cashews.
Natalie: What does that mean?
Monk: It means that he probably liked the cashews best.

Monk: What?
Natalie: You know what. Mr. Monk, I'm so... disappointed in you.
Monk: What took you so long?

Monk: Some things are bigger than the truth.
Natalie: Like what?
Monk: Like that... mountain of garbage out there!

Natalie: Did you think City Hall was some kind of magical place like the Land of Oz, where nothing bad ever happens?
Monk: Yes, yes I did.
Disher: I did too.

Monk: I got it all figured. When this truck’s full, I’ll a drive it into the bay. Then come back, get another truck, keep driving them into the bay. One bag at a time, one truck at a time. One bag at a time, one truck at a time.

Monk: Do you have any more of these Odor-Eaters?
Drugstore Manager: How many do you need?
Monk: Oh, about...a trillion.

Monk: It's true, Alice Cooper is a hippie, but he's the bad kind of hippie. He's the kind of hippie that breaks into people's offices, beats them up, and shoots them in the head. Why? To steal their antique chairs.

Monk: First off, I don't think Alice Cooper is his real name.

Monk: Yes sir, it just came to me last night in a vision. One, we evacuate the city, every man, woman, and child.
Nicholson: Evacuate?
Monk: Two, we burn it down. We just burn it. Scorched earth.
Nicholson: Uhh.
Monk: Then just to be safe, we collect all the ashes and what do we do? We burn the ashes. Three, we bring everybody back and start over. Think of it, we rebuild San Francisco ...from scratch. Start fresh, everything clean. Everything brand new. Gonna have that new city smell. Fresh off the lot, we can even straighten out Lombard Street while we’re at it.

Natalie: I'm starting to get used to (the garbage).
Monk: You are? Really? Then you'll going to enjoy Hell.

Dr. Kroger: Adrian, have you been sending me your trash? Adrian, I know it's you, the garbage was arranged alphabetically and by food group, and the address was in your hand writing. Adrian, listen to me, it's scaring my wife, it's scaring my kids, and I want it to stop now!
Monk: (As trash bags are falling from the sky in front of the window.) I want it to stop too.

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Home Monkisms Forums Quote Of The Day Buy Monk on DVD Contribute Other Isms Links Total Isms in the database: 1128	Monkisms for episode Mr. Monk and the Garbage Strike: When a union boss' death threatens to prolong a city-wide garbage strike in San Francisco, it's up to Monk to help end the strike by determining whether the boss' death was suicide or murder. Natalie: Did you just mail your garbage to someone? Monk: These are desperate times, Natalie--desperate times. Monk: Somebody ate all the cashews. Natalie: What does that mean? Monk: It means that he probably liked the cashews best. Monk: What? Natalie: You know what. Mr. Monk, I'm so... disappointed in you. Monk: What took you so long? Monk: Some things are bigger than the truth. Natalie: Like what? Monk: Like that... mountain of garbage out there! Natalie: Did you think City Hall was some kind of magical place like the Land of Oz, where nothing bad ever happens? Monk: Yes, yes I did. Disher: I did too. Monk: I got it all figured. When this truck’s full, I’ll a drive it into the bay. Then come back, get another truck, keep driving them into the bay. One bag at a time, one truck at a time. One bag at a time, one truck at a time. Monk: Do you have any more of these Odor-Eaters? Drugstore Manager: How many do you need? Monk: Oh, about...a trillion. Monk: It's true, Alice Cooper is a hippie, but he's the bad kind of hippie. He's the kind of hippie that breaks into people's offices, beats them up, and shoots them in the head. Why? To steal their antique chairs. Monk: First off, I don't think Alice Cooper is his real name. Monk: Yes sir, it just came to me last night in a vision. One, we evacuate the city, every man, woman, and child. Nicholson: Evacuate? Monk: Two, we burn it down. We just burn it. Scorched earth. Nicholson: Uhh. Monk: Then just to be safe, we collect all the ashes and what do we do? We burn the ashes. Three, we bring everybody back and start over. Think of it, we rebuild San Francisco ...from scratch. Start fresh, everything clean. Everything brand new. Gonna have that new city smell. Fresh off the lot, we can even straighten out Lombard Street while we’re at it. Natalie: I'm starting to get used to (the garbage). Monk: You are? Really? Then you'll going to enjoy Hell. Dr. Kroger: Adrian, have you been sending me your trash? Adrian, I know it's you, the garbage was arranged alphabetically and by food group, and the address was in your hand writing. Adrian, listen to me, it's scaring my wife, it's scaring my kids, and I want it to stop now! Monk: (As trash bags are falling from the sky in front of the window.) I want it to stop too. Notice something that's missing from this episode? Add It Is there an error that we overlooked? Suggest a Correction
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