Monkisms : Mr. Monk and the Candidate

Monkisms for episode Mr. Monk and the Candidate - Part 1:

Monk goes to a rock concert to look for Captain Stottlemeyer's son and finds himself in the middle of a murder investigation.

Monk: I love my hands; even though I don't use the left one as much... I still love it.

Monk: Unless I'm wrong, which, you know, I'm not...

Monk: (looking at a crime scene) Stove.
Lt. Gitomer: Over here. It's in the kitchen.
Monk: No... I mean my stove. I-I think I left it on.

Sharona: How does it feel, always being right?
Monk: Terrible.

Miranda St. Claire: I'm told you're germophobic, afraid of the dark, heights, crowds, and milk.
Sharona: We're working on the milk.

Miranda: Do you lie awake at night thinking of ways to disrupt my husband's campaign?
Monk: No, ma'am, I lie awake at night and try not to think at all.

Monk: How tall are you?
Stottlemeyer: Six feet.
Monk: No, really.
Stottlemeyer: Five eleven.

Miranda: Are you accusing me of something, Mr. Monk?
Monk: I don't know. Are you guilty of something?

Sharona: (after Monk drops his keys into the casket) You're going straight to hell.
Monk: I am in hell.

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