Monk - Lightning flashes, sparks shower. In one blink of your eyes you've missed seeing.
Jack - Lightning, you say.
Monk - I only know a snowflake cannot exist in a storm of fire.
Jack - What?!
Daniel - Jack...
Jack - No, you know me, I'm a huge fan of subtlety, but that's downright encrypted.
Daniel - Sorry, don't, ah, don't worry about him.
Monk - The sun is warm, wind is wild, grass is green along the shores. Here no bull can hide.
Jack - Oh, I don't know about that.
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