Castle, Season 4

Castle:
(Reading from Martha's play.) 'Richard always had a dark imagination. He was destined either to become a serial killer or a mystery writer.' Mother, really?

Martha:
Oh, it's just a slight exaggeration.

Castle:
And according to this you're responsible for launching my writing career by... you slept with my first publisher?

Marcus:
Mr Castle, I'm sure your talent would've gotten you there eventually.

Castle:
My talent did get me there. I didn't get published because of her.

Martha:
Technically, I slept with him after your book was out. This is just to be more salacious.

Castle:
Wasn't he practically my age?

Martha:
Honey, you know I've always loved younger men. They have so much energy, enough to keep up with me. Most of the time.

Castle:
I'm gonna erase that image from my mind with a bottle of scotch. (He pours some scotch into a glass.)

Martha:
Oh, darling, I invited Beckett to the reading tomorrow night, so you two might wanna make a date of it.

(Castle pours some more scotch into his glass.)