Monk s03e11 Episode Script

That, of course, is a clip from the classic Sonny Chow film called.
Legend of the Cobra.
Got to be one of my favorites.
We're talking with John Ricca.
He is the author of a sensational new book about the late, great martial arts superstar, called Paper Cobra.
I believe you're supposed to hold the book up when you say that.
Oh, excuse me.
Sorry.
You know, John, - this book is very controversial.
- I hope so.
And, in the book, you claim that many of Sonny Chow's stunts, including the ones we were just showing you, were actually performed by stunt doubles.
I don't just claim it.
I prove it.
And you say that for most of his career, Sonny Chow was addicted to morphine.
That's right.
That's what killed him.
Wasn't a brain hemorrhage, like the studio said.
We've all heard these rumors, this notion that Sonny Chow isn't actually dead.
The story goes that a Hong Kong drug cartel put a price on his head Believe me, Karen, Sonny Chow is dead.
I talked to the medical examiner who did the autopsy, and I've seen the death certificate.
Well, based on the way you talk about Sonny Chow in this book, you better hope he's dead.
Idiot.
That's the last time I do your show.
Hello? My God! Who are you? What do you want? What do you want? No, no, no! No, this is impossible.
Chow, is that you? No.
MONK Season 3 Epi.
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the Cobra Ah.
- No, W-Wait, what's wrong with that one? The "K" went below the line.
N-no, don't throw it away! Mr.
Monk, please, I am begging you.
We've been here for three hours.
We've paid two bills.
I don't think the bank will take this.
T-they'll cash it.
I I promise.
If I'm wrong, I'll pay your water bill myself.
But, uh, let me just start over.
I I It'll only take a minute.
- What are you doing, now? - There you go.
- Don't, don't, don't, don't! - Too late.
Already sealed it.
Do you want it? You'll have to rip open the envelope.
Good.
All right, next thing, um - Here you go.
- What? Wh-what's this? Those are my expenses.
They come to $310.
Oh, I don't pay those.
Oh, Mr.
Monk, they're all business-related.
Here, look, um This is my gas bill, from driving you around all day.
- Uh-huh.
- This is my cell phone bill.
All these calls are from you.
And this is from the drugstore.
I'm buying over 200 wipes a week.
Here's the thing.
I pay you exactly what I paid Sharona.
I didn't pay her expenses.
Here's the thing.
I am not Sharona.
I'm an individual.
I'm unique.
Don't ever compare me to anybody else.
Sharona used to say the exact same thing.
Word for word.
Isn't that funny? Mr.
Monk, are you going to reimburse me or not? I would, if I could.
But I can't afford it.
Oh, look, it's the Captain.
It's probably about a job.
Aren't you gonna answer that? No, I don't want to go over my maximum minutes.
You've got to be the cheapest man I've ever met.
Hello? Yes, sir, he's right here.
Well, that sounds fascinating.
Really? Well, I hope the crime scene is within walking distance, 'cause I'm not drivin' him.
Get a list of tenants.
Start knockin' on doors.
Lieutenant, I thought you had the perimeter.
Fist of the Cobra.
1975.
I've got that same poster in my room.
Oh, look at this.
That's from Ten Fingers of Doom.
He broke his arm doing that stunt.
He still finished the scene, though.
- Oh, my God! - What? He's got a bootleg copy of Enter the Cobra.
Can I have this? No, you can't have it, Detective.
This is a crime scene.
Let's watch it.
Fine, I'll put it back.
Sir, I've got a theory on this.
This guy John Ricca, he's published a book about Sonny Chow, right? Right.
- Well, it's a real hatchet job.
I mean, it made the Cobra look terrible.
- "The Cobra"? - Sonny Chow.
I mean, maybe we should be looking for a Sonny Chow fan.
I mean, they all hated the book.
And most of them are pretty nuts.
I mean, I see them at conventions all the time, and they are real fanatics.
Captain? Monk, thank you for coming.
Miss Teeger.
I assume that they filled you in downstairs.
More or less.
How did he enter the building? He broke in through a door on the roof around 4:00 a.
m.
But get this, when he left after the murder, he took the elevator down and ran out.
He didn't mind being seen.
- Uh-uh.
Was he really killed with nunchakus? - Yeah.
Hmm, check this out.
Gold-plated.
Look at those insignias.
Sonny used a pair just like these in Ninja Fury.
The killer left these behind? Well, they either belong to the killer or the victim.
I mean, he was writing a book on all of this crap.
Captain.
Here's the videotape you wanted.
Ah, thank you.
Elevator B at 4:07.
Let's have a look.
- Can't even see his face.
- He looks like the Cobra.
And Sonny wore a uniform just like that in Kung Fu Assassins.
Sonny Chow is dead.
- Doctor, give me the good news.
- He was clutching some hair.
He must have grabbed it off the killer's head.
That means we have a good shot at some DNA.
How could he grab any hair? We just saw the tape.
The intruder was wearing a hood.
Well, it could've fallen off during the fight.
It gets weirder.
The victim wrote you a note.
"Ow.
" Why would anybody write "ow"? Usually that's something you'd say.
Oh, my God.
Chow.
He's alive.
Sir, the rumors are true.
He's been hiding out overseas, just waiting for the right time to make a comeback.
- Captain, he's alive.
- Nah.
Nah, there's got to be another explanation, right? Wipe.
Oh, you know what, these are mine.
I paid for them.
Captain.
- Hey, got a minute? - Sure.
What are you doin'? Well, nothing, I was just polishing the the light bulbs.
What's going on? Uh, you remember that convention I went to in Atlanta about three years ago? Uh Well, something happened there that I didn't tell you about.
I landed, I hailed a cab, and I recognized the cab driver.
It was Harold Burnshaw.
- Burnshaw? - Burnshaw.
He used to be a Fed.
He was a real player.
He used to head the FBI's field office in Atlanta until the 1996 Olympic games.
- The plaza bombing? - Exactly.
They accused the wrong guy.
Burnshaw booted it big time on network television.
Instant career killer.
Now he's drivin' a cab.
Monk, you should've seen his face.
I'll never forget it.
Well, uh, what does this have to do with - Twenty years ago, Sonny Chow froze some of his own blood in the event that he needed surgery.
So they've got bulletproof DNA for a comparison.
And that's a prelim on the hair we found at the crime scene.
- It's a match.
- It's Sonny Chow's hair.
No question about it.
He's been dead for six years, and he's my primary suspect.
- Yeah.
Now, if I go public with this and I'm wrong I'm going to wind up at the airport, picking up cops who still have jobs.
Can you help me with this? I mean, I've got to know.
I've got to be certain: Is this guy alive or dead? I thought Sonny Chow lived in Hollywood.
No, he lived in this house, before he became famous.
Then he moved back here when he was sick.
According to his file, this is where he died.
Or did he? Whoo! No, don't, don't don't do that.
- What's this guy's name? - Zee Tai Wen.
They called him Master Zee.
He was Sonny Chow's mentor.
If Chow is still alive, Master Zee would know it.
Look, Mr.
Monk, can we please talk about reimbursing me? Not now.
Hello.
We phoned earlier.
I'm Adrian Monk.
This is Natalie Teeger.
We're helping the police with a very important matter.
- How are you? - I am well.
Hello.
How are you? - Well, how are you? - Do not be insulted.
Wee Ling has not spoken in nine years.
A vow of silence.
He is cleansing his soul.
You should give that a shot.
We were hoping to speak with Master Zee.
Please, come in.
The Master always has time for a stranger in need.
Please remove your shoes.
Oh.
Oh.
Here's the thing.
I'd rather not, if that's okay? There are no exceptions, Mr.
Monk.
Even the Master's feet are bare.
I understand.
Here's the thing.
I'm a little shy.
I never I never go barefoot.
It's true, I've never seen his feet.
I've never seen my feet.
For all I know, I could have 18 toes.
- He's good.
- So, you are refusing.
Not just that.
Uh, I would like to ask all of you, as a favor, as a personal favor, to put your shoes back on.
If that's not too much trouble.
I am sorry, Mr.
Monk, but I must ask both of you to leave.
Where are you going? Where It's not that big a deal.
Just take off the shoes.
- Take 'em off.
- Okay.
Um, have the the rugs been cleaned recently? And shampooed? I don't know.
Has the Master heard of athlete's foot? Because the fungus and the bacteria, can get up in between the toes Oh, for Christ's sake, just take 'em off! Wee Ling, you have spoken.
You must begin again.
Oh, forget it.
Nine years, huh? - Please don't look.
- You have nice feet.
You shouldn't be embarrassed.
Oh, yeah.
Students from around the world come to study at Master Zee's feet.
His bare feet? That is correct.
This is where Sonny Chow, learned the art of Bow Yu Chuan.
This is where he became the Cobra.
Did you know him? Can one man truly know another man? Okay, but did you ever meet him? Yes.
Once, near the end.
He was very sick, could not speak.
But his spirit was strong.
He was a great man.
Well, there's there's a rumor that he is still alive.
Sonny Chow is alive in all of us.
Right.
Right.
Right.
But is is is he here? Right here, right now? You're a very curious man, Mr.
Monk.
He certainly is.
Let me let me ask you, are you guys reimbursed for your business-related expenses, Natalie - like your laundry, and these boards that everybody's breakin'? Who pays for that stuff? - Natalie.
Please stay here.
I will see if Master Zee is ready for you.
I told you I cannot afford to pay your expenses.
Okay, then what about this? I do your bills with you, remember? This is a rent receipt.
You're renting an office downtown for $600 a month? That's right.
Wh-when was the last time you were there? I I never use it.
It's just sitting there, empty? I could really use that money, Mr.
Monk.
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- You don't wanna talk about it.
All right, then let's do this.
We'll ask the wizard what he thinks and then we'll both agree to do whatever he says.
First off, he is not a wizard.
We are not over the rainbow.
We're in the middle of a homicide investigation.
This is a serious matter.
- I'm going to ask him.
- No, don't ask him.
I'm asking him.
- What did you do? - Sorry.
He was a little off center.
It was not, you know, in harmony.
The Master will see you now.
A great sorrow has entered this room.
That would be me.
And there is a woman with you.
She is very beautiful.
How can you tell? I could hear Mr.
Huang's heart beating faster.
Now that I see you, it is obvious why.
Master Zee, my name is Adrian Monk.
This is Natalie Teeger.
We would like to ask you some questions about Sonny Chow.
You were his teacher? That is true.
But I also learned from him.
A man was murdered t-two nights ago, and there is evidence that Sonny Chow was responsible.
Cobra is dead, Mr.
Monk.
Are you sure about that? He died in my arms six years ago.
I felt his spirit leaving his body.
If he were still alive and you were hiding him, that would be a very serious crime.
It would be worse than a crime.
It would be a lie.
A man who speaks only the truth has nothing to fear.
Don't you agree? Yes, I do.
I'm sorry.
I disappointed you.
But I am feeling something else.
Oh, my.
A troubled soul.
You are on a quest, Mr.
Monk.
That's right.
You live in a very dark place.
The darkness is your fear.
Take this as a gift.
Light is your weapon, Mr.
Monk.
Be the light.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Excuse me, Mr.
Master man.
I am also troubled.
He is not paying me what he promised.
- That is not true.
- Could you please talk to him? There's no way I can cover my expenses.
Mr.
Zee, I pay her exactly what I paid my other assistant.
Which is exactly why she had to quit.
- That's not the reason, really.
- It was a factor.
- I don't think you really understand - Excuse me.
Miss Teeger, this man is your employer.
He is your master.
It is your job to serve him unquestioningly.
Mr.
Monk, you should not pay her any more money.
- Okay.
She must learn that true wealth is in the heart.
Not in the bank.
- It's it's not in the bank.
- All right.
You you are a wise and learned man.
As are you.
It must be a tremendous burden to possess such wisdom.
It is a gift.
And a curse.
Exactly.
- Okay, okay, oh, my God, get a room, really.
I would.
Just get it over with.
Hello? What is it? He's alive.
Sonny Chow is alive.
He pulled an Elvis, faked his own death.
- He pulled an Elvis? - Yes.
Check this out.
Six years ago, a man named Joseph Lee disappeared from a homeless shelter in the Presidio one day before Sonny Chow "died.
" They were the same height and same weight.
- It could be a coincidence.
- Well, we're about to find out.
We just got a court order to exhume the body.
They're diggin' it up now.
Lieutenant, you understand if Sonny Chow is alive, he's murdered at least two people.
Uh-huh.
- You'd have to arrest him.
I'd get to meet him.
He might try to kill you.
You think so? Wow, that would be so cool.
Sonny Chow.
Captain, how are you feelin'? I'm a nervous wreck.
How'd things go with the Zen master? Oh, he said Sonny Chow died in his arms.
I believe him.
Good.
At least the press hasn't gotten wind of this yet.
Once they do, it's gonna be like Christmas morning for those vultures.
- Look at that thing.
- Oh, yeah.
His fan club from the Philippines paid for it.
Be be careful with that.
- Tell him to be careful with that.
- What did you say? Well, you'll wanna be careful with that.
I've been doing this job since I was 18 years old.
I think I know what I'm doin', all right? I don't come to your station house and tell you how to beat a confession out of some kid.
Do I know you? Maybe you do.
You're Chris Downey.
They let you out? I did my time.
Now I'm doing my job.
Or at least I'm trying to.
I busted this low-life for assault and armed robbery.
Got me on the assault.
There was no robbery.
Right, we never did recover the jewels you stole.
Allegedly stole.
Allegedly.
I love that word.
All righty.
What do you think? I think he's in there.
For how much? Mr.
Monk, this was not in my job description.
Let's get out of here.
Oh, I'm okay.
What a beautiful pancreas.
Okay, here we go.
- Hello.
- Oh, my God.
We're so sorry to disturb you.
Hey, you're the expert.
Is it him or not? It's just hard to say.
Sonny had a lot more hair.
And skin.
We'll know soon enough.
It'll take two minutes to compare these with his old dental records.
- I'm going with you.
- Me, too.
Look.
I'm crazy about spleens.
Why don't you ask 'em, maybe they'll give you one.
You can keep it in your office downtown? It's not my office.
What do you mean, it's not your office? It's Trudy's office.
Yeah, all her things are in there: Her books and her pictures, her files.
- I can't give it up.
- It's Trudy's office? Sonny, is there an echo in here? - She died nine years ago, right? - That's right.
You've been keeping an office downtown for nine years.
Meanwhile, I'm counting pennies at Safeway? Get rid of the office! Put her stuff in storage or an attic.
I'll do it for you.
I can't.
- You can't, or you won't? I can't, and I won't.
So, you're just gonna have to deal with that.
- I quit my job over this! - Ow! That hurt! Oh, it's only a pillow.
Well, it hurt.
That came from the coffin? That's a death pillow.
You hit me with a death pillow? Give me a wipe.
- Here.
- Wipe! I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I hit you with the death pillow.
Mr.
Monk, I lost my husband.
I know what you're going through.
But I have a daughter to think about.
If you don't cover these expenses, I can't work for you.
But it's Trudy's office.
It is official.
Sonny Chow is dead.
- So it is him.
- Yeah, it's a positive ID.
All the x-rays match.
Well, that was the opposite of fun.
So, I guess we're back to square one.
Lieutenant, see that Mr.
Chow makes it back to the cemetery.
And tell my old pal, Chris Downey, - to stick him back in his hole.
- Yes, sir.
Well, I guess I'm off the hook.
- Yeah.
But, what the hell's goin' on here, Monk? Well, somebody, somehow got hold of a few strands of Sonny Chow's hair and left them at the crime scene.
Yeah, but why would anybody want to frame a guy that's been dead for six years? I don't know.
I'm sorry, Lieutenant.
Yeah, well, at least I got to have my picture with Sonny Chow.
You took a picture? - Yeah.
Maybe I'll donate it.
- What? There's a Sonny Chow museum in Daly City.
Probably give me a lifetime pass for this.
There's a museum? Hello? Looks like we missed the crowd.
- It says $5.
- Suggested donation.
I considered their suggestion.
I appreciate their suggestion.
- I decided to give less.
- I have a suggestion for you.
Oh, hey! I didn't hear you come in.
Welcome to Cobra's Lair.
I'm Eddie Frankel, the proprietor.
You, can ask me anything about Sonny Chow.
I've been a Cobra-head ever since I first saw Fist of the Cobra when I was 12.
You guys big Sonny Chow fans? - You are or you wouldn't be here.
- Well, we're not exactly.
Well, we've the second-largest collection of his memorabilia in the country.
Oh, here's an interesting fact: Most people think that Jackie Chan invented the martial arts style referred to as Wing Fu Do.
But Sonny was doing triple roundhouse kicks as early as 1968.
Watch the opening scene of Night of the Cobra, if you don't believe me.
We believe you.
We believe you.
Um, I'm Adrian Monk and this is Natalie Teeger.
Oh, here.
Here's a pamphlet, tells you about upcoming events.
Got a floor plan of the museum inside.
We had a self-guided tour but my stupid cousin borrowed my headphones and never returned them.
Oh, hey, almost forgot, have to stamp the back of your hand - in case you want to come back.
- Hey, now that's not really necessary.
Oh, here, here, here, you can stamp mine.
Okay, well, um, most people start over here.
And they work their way counterclockwise.
As you can see it's all arranged chronologically, from the birth of the Cobra until six years ago when he faked his own death and went underground.
Here, Oh, here, this is Sonny Chow's actual birth certificate.
His real name was what? Anybody? Anybody? - Uh That's right! Chow Chiang Wu.
He was born here in San Francisco, but raised in Hong Kong.
We-we're really not here to see the museum today.
Um, we're working with the police on a homicide investigation.
Homicide? You mean, murder? Eddie, where were you Tuesday night around midnight? I was at home watching Blood rage Two.
No, Three.
Uh, I guess both.
- Were you alone? - No.
- I was watching with my girlfriend.
- And what's her name? - Natalie.
- Eddie.
Eddie, is anything missing from the museum? - Like what? Like a personal item of Sonny Chow's, uh, a a piece of clothing, or or or a hat.
Something that might have had his hair on it.
No.
There was a break-in last week.
Somebody pried open the back door but they didn't take anything.
Uh, excuse me, remember, you're supposed to go counterclockwise? - Is this his hairbrush? - Oh, that's right.
Sonny used that brush while he was filming Death and the Darkness in 1985.
I bought it from his personal hairstylist.
So that's his actual hair in the bristles.
Could I see that? - Sure.
"Made in Croatia.
" - So? Croatia's a new country.
It didn't exist until 1992.
Oh, my God.
I've been rooked! He sold me a phony hairbrush! I don't think so.
Somebody picked this lock.
Someone broke in here, took the real brush, and replaced it with this one.
- Oh, my God.
- What? I've got it.
At least, I think I do.
We got to get back to the Fair Lawn Cemetery fast.
W-wait, wait, wait! Did you say Fair Lawn Cemetery? That's where Sonny Chow's empty coffin is buried.
You see, the Hong Kong drug cartel, they own 20% Eddie, Eddie.
Sonny Chow is dead.
We dug him up three hours ago, he's dead.
- It can't be true.
- Sorry, Eddie.
Feel this one.
I don't want to feel the pillow, Mr.
Monk.
It's after 5:00.
- It's soft, huh? They're all so soft.
- I'm sure they are.
But I told you, I have to have an answer by the end of today.
Natalie.
Natalie, you remember that pillow you threw at me, the one from the coffin? I think there was something in it.
That's why it hurt.
Here's what happened.
That gravedigger, Chris Downey, the one that Capt.
Stottlemeyer I don't care about the case, Mr.
Monk.
Julie is at home waiting for me.
So what's the deal? Are you going to pay for my expenses or not? I'm sorry.
So that's it.
Well, I'm sorry, too, Mr.
Monk.
I guess this is goodbye.
It was nice working with you.
Natalie.
I I I solved the case! - Aren't you interested? - I'm interested.
Mr.
Monk? Hello? Listen, I'm really sorry that I ran out like that, I Mr.
Monk? Mr.
Monk? Trudy.
Hello, Adrian.
- Where are we? - We're near the Botanical Gardens.
Do you remember that Sunday we just walked and walked and walked? I loved that day.
That was the best day of my life.
Darling, I think you should put the candle out.
- It's using up all the oxygen.
- No.
I don't care.
I don't know, I don't know what happened.
He mentioned something about that gravedigger, Downey.
I left for maybe 30 minutes.
When I came back, he was gone.
So, what what do I do? What do you think? Well, I I I can't do it.
I I I can't do it.
- Adrian.
I'm not 25 anymore.
We need to talk about this sometime.
What kind of father would I be? You know what my family was like.
Our children will be much happier than you were, I promise.
I should have said yes.
I should have said yes.
Turn off the motor and throw your keys out the window! Show me your hands, Downey! Show me your hands! Get out of the car! Get out of the car! Natalie, stay back.
Stay back.
Where's Monk? What did you do with him? Relax, Captain.
He's still alive.
For now.
Where is he? What did you do? You'll be savin' both your lives.
You wanna find your friend.
I want somethin', too.
I want a car to the airport.
I'm already packed.
I want a jet that can fly When I'm in the air, I'll tell you, A: Where I'm goin', and B: Where you can dig up Yeah, "dig.
" You can dig Oh, my God, I think he's having a heart attack! - Downey! - He's got no pulse.
- Downey! Don't die on us! Don't die on us! Where's Monk? Downey! Where's Monk? Where's Monk? We both know what's happening here, Adrian.
You're having what Dr.
Kroger would call a psychotic break.
It's a defense mechanism.
How long do you have? Uh, there's Let's talk about something else.
How did you know it was the gravedigger? I noticed the stamp on the back of his hand.
At the time, I didn't think anything about it.
But then later, I saw the exact same stamp on Natalie's hand.
So you knew Chris Downey had been to the museum.
That's right.
He stole Sonny Chow's hairbrush.
Because he needed Chow's DNA, so he could frame him for murder.
- But why Sonny Chow? - So the police would exhume his body.
It all started six years ago.
I remember the case.
Downey had stolen $500,000 in jewels from a courier.
During the getaway, he assaulted an off-duty cop.
He was convicted on the assault, but they couldn't get him on the robbery.
- They never found the diamonds.
- Exactly.
He was working here at the cemetery.
Before he went home, he must've stopped here and hid the jewels.
Where? - In Sonny Chow's coffin.
It was perfect.
Chow was scheduled to be buried the next day.
Downey figured he could always come back and dig it up.
Even five or six years later.
You felt 'em in the pillowcase.
You felt 'em when Natalie hit you in the back.
- That's right.
I want that backhoe running.
Ready and running! Keep it running! All right, listen up! We figure he's got about 40 minutes of air if he's not panicking.
Figure on 15 minutes.
This is Monk.
I want the best you got.
So, we're gonna spread out and we're gonna work the grid, all right? We're looking for fresh dirt, tire tracks, boot prints, anything! - Captain - Go, go! Captain, there's a problem.
The cemetery has just expanded.
They just tore down a restaurant over there.
It's all dug up.
It's like an acre-and-a-half.
Monk could be anywhere.
Captain, it's already been 20 minutes.
Even if we find him, he'll be a basket case.
Heads up, everybody! This way! Let's go! So Chris Downey went to prison for six years.
He was paroled three weeks ago.
When he came back to dig up the jewels, He must've had the shock of his life.
- The monument? - Exactly.
While he was gone, some fan club put up a monument.
Solid granite.
Weight, 3 tons.
He realized he couldn't Dig the coffin up.
At least, not quietly.
- Uh-huh.
Or by himself.
So he got his old job back at the cemetery and then framed Sonny Chow for murder and got the police to dig up the jewels - For him.
- Congratulations, Detective.
Lot of good it does me here.
All right, darling.
Shh.
It's all right.
- I can't breathe.
- It's all right.
- Adrian, Adrian.
- I can't - Okay, save your breath.
- breathe.
Save your breath.
It's all right.
Should we bring in the cadaver dogs? Not yet.
- The traffic light's out.
- What? That traffic light is out.
It was working three hours ago when I got here.
- Son of a bitch! - What? What? I think he cut the power line when he was digging the hole! - Dig along here! - Over here! Over here! He cut the cable, everyone! Start there! There, there! Dig along this line.
Find the power cable.
- You're so beautiful.
I - Shh.
I should have taken more pictures.
Darling, don't talk.
Don't talk.
- Anything? - I'm not sure.
Captain! He's talking.
He's talking? He's saying: "I love you.
" Over here! Over here! Get that backhoe over here now! Here! Here! Adrian.
Adrian, listen.
Listen, they're digging.
They're coming for you.
Natalie must have come back to look for you.
That's how they knew you were missing.
- Yeah.
Adrian, listen to me.
I want you to do something for me.
I want you to close my office and pay her what she needs.
I can't I can't close it.
It's just four walls and a door.
It means nothing.
- No.
- Adrian, you have to go now.
- No, no.
- Adrian, you have to go.
- Oh, no.
You have to go.
- No.
- I love you.
I love you.
He's breathing.
Get him some oxygen.
Call Dr.
Charles Kroger.
Tell him to meet us at the hospital.
He's smiling.
I've never seen him look happier.
Well, I guess that's it.
Oh, sir, sir, sir.
- The thumb tacks? - Yeah, we're takin' everything.
Okay? Let's go.