[the police have to find Monk, who has been buried alive inside a coffin in a graveyard]
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: All right, listen up! We figure he's got about 40 minutes of air, if he's not panicking... figure on 15 minutes.
Adrian Monk: You are a wise and learned man, Master Zi.
Master Zi: As are you.
Adrian Monk: It must be a tremendous burden, so much wisdom.
Master Zi: It is a gift... and a curse.
Natalie Teeger: Lieutenant, you realize that if Sonny Chow is alive, he's killed at least two people.
Lt. Randall Disher: Yeah?
Natalie Teeger: You'd have to arrest him.
Lt. Randall Disher: I'd get to meet him.
Natalie Teeger: He might even try to kill you.
Lt. Randall Disher: You think so? Wow, that would be so cool! Sonny Chow...
[Sonny Chow's coffin is exhumed after six years]
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Well, you're the expert. Is it him or not?
Lt. Randall Disher: It's hard to say. I mean, Sonny had a lot more hair... and skin.
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Well, that was the opposite of fun.
Natalie Teeger: I'm sorry, Lieutenant.
Lt. Randall Disher: Yeah. Well, at least I got to have my picture with Sonny Chow.
Natalie Teeger: You took a picture?
[as Sonny Chow's coffin is opened]
Natalie Teeger: [covers her eyes] Oh, my God...
Doctor: We're so sorry to disturb you.
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: You remember that convention I went to in Atlanta about four years ago? Well, something happened there that I didn't tell you about. I got to the airport, I hailed a cab. Monk, I recognized the driver. It was Harold Burnshaw.
Adrian Monk: Burnshaw?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Burnshaw, he used to be a Fed. He was a real player. He used to head the F.B.I.'s field office in Atlanta, right up until the 1996 Olympic Games.
Adrian Monk: The Plaza bombing?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Exactly. They accused the wrong guy, Burnshaw booted it big-time on national television, instant career-killer. Now he's driving a cab. Monk, you should have seen his face. I'll never forget it.
Adrian Monk: What does this have to do with...?
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: 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.
Adrian Monk: [reads] It's a match.
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: It's Sonny Chow's hair. No question about it. He's been dead for six years, and he's my primary suspect.
Adrian Monk: Yeah...
Captain Leland Stottlemeyer: Now if I go public with this, and I'm wrong, *I'm* gonna end up at the airport, picking up cops who still have jobs.
[Master Zi steps closer to Monk]
Master Zi: Oh, my... a very troubled soul. You are on a quest, Mr. Monk.
Adrian Monk: That's right.
Master Zi: You live in a dark place. The darkness is your fear.
[He gives Monk a small candle and match]
Master Zi: Take this. The light is your weapon, Mr. Monk. Be the light.