What happens when you mix sponsorship (Sleep Inn) with a successful TV show in its final season? Nothing good.
A flat lands Mr. Monk and Natalie in a small and dusty town. Of course, the car repair will take days to fix, so relax and enjoy your stay at Sleep Inn. Our friendly Sleep Inn staff will be waiting at the front door ready to]]]-->> sorrry, where was I?
Oh yeah, so Monk does what Monk does and stumbles into yet another of his 200+ murder mysteries. Seriously, if you have a friend, a significant other, a relative, or just happen to know anyone in real life and you happen to see Monk, run! Run as fast as you can, death follows him everywhere!
Run until you get tired and need to take respite within our clean rooms at Sleep Inn. No one ever dies here at Sleep Inn. Our staff are highly trained to recognize potential plot staples such as a man in a poorly fitting wig and sunglasses trying to check in with a tarted-up, gam-blasting, blissfully naïve actress who would best play a corpse.
Sorry, it happened again, I don't know how this keeps happening. Anyway, so Monk does his thing, he says that line-you know the one, the plot device equal to Columbo's "one more thing"-he resolves with a team of loyal Sleep Inn employees flanking behind him in formation ready to serve his every need. Need an extra pillow? No problem. Need some ice after a low day of drifting through the desert? We got your back. Because here at Sleep Inn, you are family. The kind of family you always dreamt of that won't try to murder you for money, because we love you.
Signed, Sleep Inn.
A flat lands Mr. Monk and Natalie in a small and dusty town. Of course, the car repair will take days to fix, so relax and enjoy your stay at Sleep Inn. Our friendly Sleep Inn staff will be waiting at the front door ready to]]]-->> sorrry, where was I?
Oh yeah, so Monk does what Monk does and stumbles into yet another of his 200+ murder mysteries. Seriously, if you have a friend, a significant other, a relative, or just happen to know anyone in real life and you happen to see Monk, run! Run as fast as you can, death follows him everywhere!
Run until you get tired and need to take respite within our clean rooms at Sleep Inn. No one ever dies here at Sleep Inn. Our staff are highly trained to recognize potential plot staples such as a man in a poorly fitting wig and sunglasses trying to check in with a tarted-up, gam-blasting, blissfully naïve actress who would best play a corpse.
Sorry, it happened again, I don't know how this keeps happening. Anyway, so Monk does his thing, he says that line-you know the one, the plot device equal to Columbo's "one more thing"-he resolves with a team of loyal Sleep Inn employees flanking behind him in formation ready to serve his every need. Need an extra pillow? No problem. Need some ice after a low day of drifting through the desert? We got your back. Because here at Sleep Inn, you are family. The kind of family you always dreamt of that won't try to murder you for money, because we love you.
Signed, Sleep Inn.