Chapter 11
by weirdDAR
(Monk and Trinity walk up to the entrance of Lakeside Hotel and stop there.)
Trinity:
Before we enter, can you explain one thing for me?
Monk:
If you tell me what that one thing is, I suppose it's possible.
Trinity:
What's so important about this place? You know, to you and your late wife?
Monk:
When Trudy and I passed through here once on a trip. We stayed here.
Trinity:
What kind of trip?
Monk:
O-Our honeymoon.
Trinity: (softly)
Awww.
Monk:
Enough.
(They walk in, and there's a map posted on the bulliton board.)
Trinity:
Check that out, and map.
(Monk observed it, and noticed it was clean. So he took it down. He looked at the room they had stayed [209]. On the room 209, something had been written on it in Trudy's handwriting.)
Monk: (reading, outloud)
I'm waiting for you. Love, Trudy.
(Monk looks up at Trinity.)
Trinity:
So...got goosebumps yet?
Monk:
No. But it is pretty freaky.
(They walk into the lobby, where they notice the check in counter. A note is on the counter, in clear sight.)
Monk: (Reading it without picking it up.)
Mr. Monk-- We have reserved the room you called for. 209. Ask our associate for a key. The manager. Date--August 5th 2003.
Trinity:
But that's--
Monk:
Today, I know. But I didn't call for any reservation.
Trinity:
That's odd.
(Silence. Monk walks around the room, in his zen sherlock holmes style.)
Trinity:
What is it?
Monk: (Shakes it off)
Nothing. Let's just get to 209.
(He walks up the staircase, Trinity follows.)
Trinity:
Monk!
(Monk stops and turns around, they're now on the second floor.)
Monk:
What is it?
Trinity:
If no one's in there...you won't take it too hard, will you? Because I'm not a nurse like your friend Sharona.
(Monk continues walking down the hall and up to the door 209. He inserts the key and turns the nob slowly. He opens the door slowly.)
Monk:
Trudy?
To be continued....
hahahahahahaha! I'm cruel, aren't I?
by weirdDAR
(Monk and Trinity walk up to the entrance of Lakeside Hotel and stop there.)
Trinity:
Before we enter, can you explain one thing for me?
Monk:
If you tell me what that one thing is, I suppose it's possible.
Trinity:
What's so important about this place? You know, to you and your late wife?
Monk:
When Trudy and I passed through here once on a trip. We stayed here.
Trinity:
What kind of trip?
Monk:
O-Our honeymoon.
Trinity: (softly)
Awww.
Monk:
Enough.
(They walk in, and there's a map posted on the bulliton board.)
Trinity:
Check that out, and map.
(Monk observed it, and noticed it was clean. So he took it down. He looked at the room they had stayed [209]. On the room 209, something had been written on it in Trudy's handwriting.)
Monk: (reading, outloud)
I'm waiting for you. Love, Trudy.
(Monk looks up at Trinity.)
Trinity:
So...got goosebumps yet?
Monk:
No. But it is pretty freaky.
(They walk into the lobby, where they notice the check in counter. A note is on the counter, in clear sight.)
Monk: (Reading it without picking it up.)
Mr. Monk-- We have reserved the room you called for. 209. Ask our associate for a key. The manager. Date--August 5th 2003.
Trinity:
But that's--
Monk:
Today, I know. But I didn't call for any reservation.
Trinity:
That's odd.
(Silence. Monk walks around the room, in his zen sherlock holmes style.)
Trinity:
What is it?
Monk: (Shakes it off)
Nothing. Let's just get to 209.
(He walks up the staircase, Trinity follows.)
Trinity:
Monk!
(Monk stops and turns around, they're now on the second floor.)
Monk:
What is it?
Trinity:
If no one's in there...you won't take it too hard, will you? Because I'm not a nurse like your friend Sharona.
(Monk continues walking down the hall and up to the door 209. He inserts the key and turns the nob slowly. He opens the door slowly.)
Monk:
Trudy?
To be continued....
hahahahahahaha! I'm cruel, aren't I?