Castle, Season 6

Castle:
Kate, I'm not proposing to you to you to keep you here or because I'm afraid I'm gonna lose you. I'm proposing because I can't imagine my life without you.

Esposito:
If your hero's fictional cop buddies are anything like your real cop buddies, then they'd have real work to get back to. So, bye bye now.

Castle:
What if our hero was offering Knicks floor seats?

Castle:
So then…apart from the fact that I'm dying, I'm fine.

Beckett:
Thanks for backing me up with Castle

Rachel McCord:
Is he always such a character?

Beckett:
[Smiling] Yeah. That's what I love about him.

McCord:
You want a coffee?

Castle:
Ah, no. I'd rather die that drink any more of that sludge. [McCord makes a face and Castle winces] Too soon?

Castle:
…Tell you what, though. Next time I say I'm dying to see you, let's keep it metaphoric.

Beckett:
Deal.

[After Beckett learns that nothing will be done about Reed]

McCord:
You want everything to be black or white, I get it. But, in this town, it rarely is, and to do this job, you're going to have to make peace with that. But hey, that was a hell of a hunch about Mrs. Reed. [Beckett stands up and McCord follows] You should feel really good about this.

Beckett:
Yeah, well that was Castle.

McCord:
But you were smart enough to act on it. That was your call

Beckett:
And you backed me up without even knowing my play.

McCord:
That's what partners do. [Turns and walks away]

Beckett:
[Turning back to the emergency room] Yeah. That's what partners do.

Kate:
Castle. Are you asleep?

Castle:
Yes.

Kate:
Then why did you answer me?

Castle:
I'm sleep-talking. Also known as somniloquy. Just ignore me.

Kate:
I don't know what to do.

Castle:
I have some ideas.

Kate:
No, Castle, I'm talking about my life. I don't know what to do about my life. I haven't been out of work since I was 15. I cannot believe that the FBI fired me, and I can't get my job back at the NYPD because of the commissioner's stupid hiring freeze. I might as well just apply to become a mall cop.

Castle:
Ooh. You would look great on a Segway. You know, Beckett, you don't have to decide right away.

Kate:
Come on, Castle. What are you saying? What am I gonna do, just sleep in every morning and screw around until the phone rings? What kind of life is that?

Castle:
Mine.

Kate:
(realizing) Sorry.

Castle:
I just mean that, you're with me, now. You don't have to work.

Kate:
I don't need to work? Does that mean you're my...sugar daddy?

Castle:
Oh. Hold on, that didn't...come out...actually, I'm still sleep-talking. I can't really be held responsible for whatever I say.

Pi:
[Bursting into the room without knocking] Wow, even when you're fighting you two are super cute.

Castle:
Pi...

Pi:
Morning Mr. C, Mrs. C-to-be

[After a hostage tries to disarm Emma, a shot went off and hits Castle]

Sergeant Roman:
All units: Full breach! Go go go!

Emma:
Oh my god, I killed Richard Castle!

[SWAT team enters the doctor's office and disarms Emma]

Sergeant Roman:
We're gonna need the EMT right away! Let's go!

Kate:
[Kneeling over Castle] Castle?

Castle:
Cheeseburgers! Cheeseburgers... How much worth ... [Pointing at the bulletproof vest] She dotted the I!

Kate:
Yes! [hugging Castle]

Castle:
Aaah! Chest! Oouh, that hurts!

Kate:
Yeah, well, getting hit by a projectile travelling at a thousand feet per seconds can ... sting a bit...

Castle:
Yeah, that's gonna leave a mark...

Kate:
All that matters is you're OK now...

Castle:
Oh, I'm better than OK Beckett, I know who the killer is!

Mr. Vance:
[on the phone] No, I'm having breakfast with the judge

Ryan:
Hi, Mr. Vance, I'm detective Ryan...

Mr. Vance:
[still on the phone] No, he's a friend of a friend. [Chuckling] Yeah...

Ryan:
[Taking the phone out of the hands of Mr. Vance] He's gonna need to call you back.

Captain Gates:
You ordered Aron Stokes in for questioning? Are you serious?

Esposito:
You told us to build our case, and Mr. Stokes is where it went.

Captain Gates:
This is a very powerful man who happens to be golfing-buddies with the police Commissioner.

Castle:
So because he has a standing tee time with your boss, he gets away with murder?

Captain Gates:
I'm handling the interview

Ryan:
What? No, sir, this is our case...

Captain Gates:
Yes, and it will be your jobs if there's any blowback. I am not gonna have you two risk your careers.

Kate:
Captain, I don't have a career to risk. How about I back you up in there?

Captain Gates:
Okay...

Castle:
Captain, I too have no career to risk, why don't I ... [Gates sharply looks at him with her arms akimbo] maybe I should ... you know, I'm gonna do is I'm gonna stay here, I think you guys got this handled...

Doyle:
Look, after the bloody energy wars of 2031, funneling

Castle:
Energy wars!

Doyle:
Yeah, you know faschists control the power, trying to control the world's energy supply for a select few - don't worry, we defeat them - turns out, that one of these new sources of power is a tachyon generator as it opens doors in time-stream continuum, allowing us to travel back in time! But of course because of the possibilty of abuse, it was technically regulated against, secret from the public...

Beckett:
We have a witness that saw you leaving Shauna Taylor's apartment shortly after she was killed...

Doyle:
I'm getting to that - look, I'm a temporal anthropologist. What we do is travel back in time and we study culturally significant eras - ancient Egypt, middle ages, man I've been to Nazi Germany!

Castle:
Aren't you worried about the Butterfly Effect, a slightly change in something in the past thus altering the future?

Doyle:
No, we're careful. The timestream is mostly self-correcting, you know? Any small changes like a little ripple [...] [snipping his fingers] doesn't matter, but if someone wants do do something big, if someonebody wants to do something massive, then yes, of course, you're damn right you can change the future! And by the way, that's exactly what just happened!

Doyle:
[agitated] Whatever chain of events has just started now will result in billions of deaths that did not otherwise occur, you understand me?

Beckett:
[on the phone] This is Detective Beckett, got a suspect at large, I'm gonna need patrol sweeps of the area along with a full CSU team at the scene.

Doyle:
Real trauma, that one - can't believe you married her...

Castle:
How did you know I marry her?

Doyle:
One of your book jackets: you know, "Richard Castle lives in New York with his wife Senator Beckett and three children"

Castle:
Senator...

Beckett:
[turns around astounded] Three kids?!?

Beckett:
Who the hell is Paul Deschile?

Ryan:
He's a 21-year old at Hudson getting his post-doc in theoretical physics

Beckett:
Alright, get him into protective custody!

Ryan:
He's on leave this semester, the university has no idea where he is, so in turn look for his parents...

Doyle:
[agitated] Detective, it's him! Deschile!

Castle:
You know him?

Doyle:
[still agitated] Of course I know him, everyone knows him! Oh man, if he's killed...

Beckett:
Yah, OK, I'll call you back - Doyle, sit down!

Doyle:
No wonder billions of people die...

Castle:
Hey, who the hell is Paul Deschile?

Doyle:
[getting really agitated] The energy wars I told you about! The other side, a group of faschists, they were worse than the Nazis, the..they were slaughtering people by the ten-thousands, Okay? They were winning, until Deschile! He and his team they, they created an energy shield which was able to stop their weapons and completely turn the tide! Detective, listen to me! Ward is still obviously fighting for the faschists! They're trying to win the war by re-writing history! If he kills Deschile, there will be no energy shield, and without that energy shield, we lose that war! Ward's gonna kill Deschile, and that is why billions of people die!

Beckett:
OK, we don't have time for this - take him to holding, please...

Castle:
I love when you get angry... [Beckett sighs] I mean at other people...

Jackson Hunt:
Trust kills faster than bullets.

Esposito:
Hey Castle, looks like your lovelife made the paper again...

Castle:
Ah, what? Alright, alright, who am I gonna hook up with now?

Ryan:
[Reading an article in the paper] Novelist Richard Castle and New York Police detective Katherine Beckett, both native New Yorkers, are pleased to announce their engagement.

Castle:
No, nah, nonononono, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't do this...

Beckett:
[Coming forward] Actually, I did.

Castle:
I thought you...

Beckett:
I know Castle, I like my privacy, but I do realize that you're somewhat famous...

Castle:
[Indignantly] Somewhat?

[Ryan and Esposito make the "little" gesture]

Beckett:
Yes, and if we're gonna be together, I have to come to terms with that. And if they're gonna write about you, I want it to be the truth, I want it to be about us. [Hugging Castle]

Castle:
Well, there's no one that... [Esposito and Ryan grinning in the background, waiting for Castle and Beckett to kiss, Castle giving them the looks, they turn away] There's no one I'd rather share a headline with, but just for the interest of accuracy, let's see if we are getting married in space?

Beckett:
No, it's not gonna happen...

Castle:
[looking disappointed] Be pretty fun, space...

Yvonne:
Just turn off your cellphones, pretend like it's 40 years ago and you shouldn't have any problems. [breathes deep] Actually, you [pointing at Beckett] will have a problem...

Leone:
[About Beckett] I mean, have you ever seen a cop with an ass that fine? If this does women's lib, I'm all for it!

Beckett:
[indignantly] Excuse me?!?

Castle:
To be fair, you do have a very fine ... nevermind ...

Ryan:
[after watching the "documentary" about police work in the '70s] So, good old days of police brutality...

Leone:
Come on baby, once you go white, nothing else seems right!

Lanie:
Iiiii'd rather be dead than end up in your bed

Beckett:
[addressed to Leone] Stop talkin', start walkin'!

[Castle putting up a Scrabble board]

Beckett:
Hey! So, uhm, where's your mom?

Castle:
Ah, she and Alexis went to dinner and a midnight sing-a-long with Grease, why?

Beckett:
Cause, I'm ready for a rematch! [Tossing the stones from the table]

Castle:
Why did you do that?

Beckett:
New game: Poker!

Castle:
You wanna play Poker against me?

Beckett:
Strip Poker!

Castle:
I'll deal! [Later, clothes laying on the couch] Your bet!

Beckett:
I think I'm gonna go All In!

Castle:
Me too! But, all I have left for bet with is this shirt.

Beckett:
I'll take that bet - what have you got?

Castle:
Who cares? [Both throw away the cards and start kissing] This is so much better than Scrabble!

Beckett:
Yeah...

[Beckett broke into a warehouse and found a car with blood on the passenger's seat]

Beckett:
You killed Jason Marks and the blood in the car is gonna prove it!

Simmons:
Well, then that's a good thing you have a warrant - You do have a warrant, don't you Detective? [Beckett not answering] Aww, I see, that's a shame, because now aaall that evidence has become fruit of the poisoned tree. My lawyers and I thank you!

[Lanie is calling Beckett]

Beckett:
Lanie, hey!

Lanie:
[looking concerned] Hey, we have a problem...

Beckett:
What's wrong?

Lanie:
I found a bullet in Vulcan's body, lodged in his spine, a .40 caliber, the killer must've missed it.

Beckett:
How is that a problem? If ballistics gets a match then...

Lanie:
Ballistics did get a match. The bullet came from a pistol that was registered to you! Kate, Vulcan Simmons was killed with your gun!

Castle:
How could it be from your gun? You have your gun!

Beckett:
That's my backup piece. I have a .40 cal in my safe at home.

Castle:
You're being set up!

Castle:
Yeah, but Smith is dead! He died in hospital!

Esposito:
Maybe it's just how he wanted this to look.

Castle:
Smith did have the resources to fake his own death, and that is the only way Bracken would stop hunting him!

Ryan:
[Looking surprised] Bracken? Is that what this is all about?

Castle:
We believe Vulcan's drug money was funding his campaign. We were trying to find a link, but maybe we got too close.

[Castle and Beckett meet with Smith in the parking garage]

Smith:
I'm going to great lengths to keep alive. I'd like it to stay that way.

Beckett:
And yet you came back.

Smith:
I can survive in the shadow, I just don't wanna live there forever.

Castle:
You need to take Bracken down, same as we do.

Beckett:
There has to be a way!

Smith:
Yes, and I thought I found it. I got to one of Bracken's men, he told me there was something the Senator was afraid of: a recording made by a former associate to protect himself. A recording in which Bracken admits to murder.

Smith:
Detective, you are radioactive! You can't even help yourself.

[Beckett found a tape inside the Elephants on her desk after being detained, later everybody sits around a tape recorder]

Raglin:
[On tape] Bracken, shut the door!

Bracken:
[On tape] You've got balls to get here!

Gates:
Is that?

Castle:
Senator Bracken, back when he was still assistant DA.

Montgomery:
[On tape] Look, we just want to make sure we're all on the same page.

Beckett:
And that's Montgomery.

Montgomery:
[On tape] You took us for a lot of money, Bracken. We want insurances!

Bracken:
[On tape] Hey, be happy I haven't busted the three of you for your little Mafia extortion ring!

Montgomery:
[On tape] Whoa, relax!

Bracken:
[On tape] Nono, you want insurances? Here you go: I assure you that as easily I pinned Bob Armond's murder on Pulgati, I can just as easily pin it on the cops who did the deed!

Gates:
Bracken just admitted to blackmailing!

Castle:
He sure did!

Montgomery:
[On tape] Pulgati knows he's been framed, what if someone gets onto this?

Bracken:
[On tape] Then I'll handle them!

Montgomery:
[On tape] You? How?

Bracken:
[On tape] I know people, Roy! Dangerous people! Anyone gets too close like this bitch lawyer Joanna Beckett has been poking around, I'll have them killed! I had people killed before.

[Beckett realizes that's the tape Montgomery used to protect him and her]

[Beckett confronts Senator Bracken in front of reporters]

Bracken:
[nervously] You can't... You can't be here.

Beckett:
I found the tape. I found it. It's over. Senator Bracken, you are under arrest for conspiracy, fraud, and the murder of my mother Johanna Beckett. Turn around please.

[Beckett kisses Castle]

Castle:
So that's a "Yes"?

Beckett:
No, wait.

Castle:
"No"?

Beckett:
No, no, no, not... not "No."

Castle:
So "Yes"?

Beckett:
I...

Castle:
Not "Yes"?

Beckett:
No. Not "Not Yes". I... I...

Castle:
You do know how this works, right?

Beckett:
Do you realize how many laws were broken by looking at that photo? Are you trying to get me fired?

Castle:
Would make it easier to see you.

Beckett:
Not if I was in jail.

Castle:
Right.

Beckett:
Thank you, for not saying anything about Castle.

McCord:
Look, when I was a year out of Quantico, I was busting my ass on this case, my first big chance. We'd been going at it straight for a month, and I really wanted to let off some steam, so I went to a bar, and I picked up a guy, and I took him home. Next morning he says, "Who's Scofield?" Scofield was the subject of our highly classified investigation.

Beckett:
You talked in your sleep.

McCord:
That's this job. Things happen. You better make sure they only happen once.

McCord:
You know what the hardest thing about this job is?

Beckett:
What?

McCord:
Knowing when to stop doing this job.

Villante:
If he has the toxin and the antidote, they'll find 'em

Castle:
Thanks. For letting me be a part of this.

Villante:
When you write your next novel, maybe you'll find a place for a dashing Colombian-American federal agent.

Castle:
Consider it done.

Alexis:
Morning Dad. I hope Pi and I didn't wake you.

Pi:
We're making smoothies.

Castle:
And yet, for me, not so smooth.

Perlmutter:
Mr. Castle, you're back. But not by popular demand.

Castle:
Good to see you too, Perlmutter

[After Beckett and McCord arrive at the precinct and take over the case]

Beckett:
[Lowered voice] What are you doing here?

Castle:
Me? What am I doing? What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming to town?

Beckett:
I was gonna surprise you.

Castle:
Well done.

Ryan:
Let's say Hank did embezzle money and killed Charlie to silence him. Why are the feds involved?

Castle:
Well, maybe it has something to do with the Russians

Esposito:
Well, if we knew the feds' angle, we'd have a leg up on solving this.

Castle:
Sorry guys. I've yet to come up with a crazy, genius theory yet. [Realizes Ryan and Esposito had stopped walking]

Ryan:
You don't need to. Not when you can go directly to the source.

Esposito:
Get Beckett to give us the lowdown.

Castle:
Okay, wait a minute...

Ryan:
We get much-needed case information, you get to clear up any lingering doubts about your loyalty. Everybody wins.

Castle:
Okay, guys, no, I can't do that, all right? After D.C., we promised we wouldn't-

Esposito:
We did you a solid getting you on this case, Castle. It's time to pay up.

Castle:
Guys, this is my fiancée, okay? What does it say about our future if I keep pushing the boundaries?

Ryan:
Castle, you whole relationship is built on the foundation of your boundary-pushing.

Castle:
...Good point.

Castle:
You know it must be weird for you, being back here at the precinct, working a case.

Beckett:
Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Castle:
Yeah, especially since McCord's little gag order prevents you from accessing your most effective investigative tool. [Hands her a cup of latte] Me.

Beckett:
[Taking the cup] Yeah, you are a tool, all right. Wow.

Castle:
So, uh, she's not here right now, so what's the harm in giving me a little tidbit?

[Beckett pauses, looks up at Castle, then the cup, and then back at him]

Beckett:
This is a bribe. Castle, you're bribing me with a latte?

Castle:
No, I am not. Come on. Don't be ridiculous.

Beckett:
This is low, even for you.

Castle:
Look, I can solve this. I just need a little more to go on.

Beckett:
Castle, you're not gonna "Castle" me on this one.

[As Svetlana is being interrogated by Beckett and McCord]

Ryan:
[To Esposito] Ha! You mocked Dewey. But not only was he a secret agent, look at that. [Points to Svetlana] He was a stud.

Castle:
It's Romeo and Juliet. With a nerdy Romeo.

Esposito:
And a smoking hot Russian Juliet.

Castle:
Playing the anonymous source card? I mean, that is pure genius. It-it actually makes me love you more.

Beckett:
Well, she's filing for asylum, and the State Department's gonna help relocate her, so, hopefully that'll keep her safe.

Castle:
Yeah, but even working for the feds, you found the ultimate way to honor the victim. Charlie died trying to get Svetlana away from her dangerous family. You completed his mission.

Beckett:
Yeah, but you would've done the same thing, Castle.

Castle:
Yes. Yes, and I would love me more for doing it too.

Negotiator:
...And then we'll put a plan together. All you have to do is talk.

Beckett:
Well, if there's one thing you excel at, Castle, it's talking.

Negotiator:
So we're gonna need a code word that tells us that you need help. What, uh...What's your favorite food.

Castle:
Oh. Um... Are we talking everyday food or fine dining? If desserts are included, there's-

Beckett:
Cheeseburgers. He loves cheeseburgers.

Castle:
I do enjoy a good cheeseburger.

Castle:
...And I brought donuts.

Dr. Kogan:
Hey.

Mickey Gerhardt:
Um, gluten-free?

Castle:
Dude, they're donuts. Either you're in or you're out.

Emma:
You weren't supposed to find out about Billy Koss. I mean, what is the point of a sealed record when the cops can open it whenever they feel like it?

Castle:
I'm sure they got a subpoena first.

Emma:
And I'm sure they all had a laugh off all the adjectives describing me, right? Manic. Bipolar. Violent. Murderer.

Castle:
Well, not to be a stickler, but "murderer" isn't an adjective.

Emma:
I'm not an idiot.

Castle:
Sorry. I just get sarcastic when I'm nervous.

Castle:
[Glossing over his bulletproof vest] Wow. And to think you boys mocked me when I had this made four years ago. I think I'll have it framed.

Ryan:
Hey, what does it say about your writing when your number one fan tries to kill you?

Castle:
That was an accident.

Esposito:
Been one inch high, it would've been a tragedy.

Castle:
But on the bright side, your autographed copies of Deadly Heat would be worth way more.

[Ryan snaps his fingers as Beckett walks in]

Beckett:
Not funny, Castle.

Castle:
Little bit funny.

Beckett:
Listen, I'm kinda looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you so...don't do anything stupid in there, okay?

Castle:
Don't worry. I think I already hit my stupid quota for the day

Castle:
No cheeseburgers. I repeat, no cheeseburgers. [hangs up and sees everyone staring] Cutting down on red meat.

Lanie:
Girl, what are you doing here?

Beckett:
Uh, Captain Gates said that I could come.

Lanie:
That's not what I meant. Shouldn't you be off looking at wedding venues or something?

Beckett:
No, we haven't even set a date. We're just trying to enjoy our engagement. Why is everyone trying to rush us?

Ryan:
You think you're being rushed now, wait until after the wedding. About ten minutes from the altar, they'll all be like "When are you two having a baby?"

Esposito:
Well your wife's home alone because she's pregnant. What's your excuse?

Beckett:
What happening?

Lanie:
Lot of weirdos out there with too much imagination is what happened. And yes, I'm looking at you, Castle.

Castle:
Yeah, except I only commit my murders on paper. Don't actually do them. A lot more lucrative, a lot less prison.

Esposito:
Hey, caught a break on that stalker. Couple of nights ago, Shauna filed a harassment complaint. Apparently, three days ago, a guy confronted Shauna on her way home from work. Said the lives of half the people on the planet were at stake.

Castle:
Whatever crazy theory I could've come up with, this is better.

Ryan:
12-58, what do you think that means?

Castle:
Time, address, Bible verse?

Simon Doyle:
Please listen to me, don't do this. Please. You have to let me go. If you don't, a billion people will die!

Esposito:
Yeah? How are they gonna die?

Simon:
I don't know. I only know that they do.

Esposito:
Yeah? And how's that?

Simon:
Because...I'm from the future.

Castle:
[Whispering] This just became my favorite case.

Beckett:
So the FBI doesn't have any murder in their database that match this M.O.

Castle:
Which leaves us with my theory. Our victim was dabbling with black magic, and she conjured up a demon.

Beckett:
Or, maybe, she ran afoul of some obscure religious sect and they sacrificed her to their pagan deity.

Castle:
What are you doing?

Beckett:
Making stuff up, just like you do.

Castle:
Yeah, because that's my job. It's your job to follow the evidence. You're messing with the natural order of things.

Beckett:
Hear that, Castle? Our suspect is an ex-con, a felonious monk.

[Castle and Beckett are trapped in a crypt]

Castle:
This is not my idea of going to the chapel with you.

Alexis:
Bike tracks. There were bike tracks outside Kim's house. Dad, do you realise what this means?

Castle:
That maybe the party Kim went to was at that farmhouse, and she saw kids doing meth.

Alexis:
Well, not just doing meth. Cooking meth.

Castle:
That's why she had to get out of there. That's why she told Lyle she had some decisions to make.

Alexis:
She was thinking about turning them in. So when she left the party...

Castle:
Maybe one of our teenage meth cookers got worried she would go to the cops.

Alexis:
So he went after her.

Castle:
On his bike. The tyre tracks at her house. He knew where she lived because he'd been there before.

Alexis:
He was one of the other guys Kim was seeing.

Both together:
We need to talk to Kim's mother.

[both look at each other in surprise.]

Castle:
Now that was weird. Usually I do that with Beckett.

Alexis:
[looks disgusted] Oh.

Beckett:
Do you find it odd that Alexis has gone to everyone but me on this case?

Lanie:
She hasn't gone to Perlmutter yet.

Beckett:
Yeah, well, no one does, if they can help it.

Beckett:
...Castle and I are about to become a family, which is weird enough as it is. And he and Alexis have this whole history that has nothing to do with me. And it kind of feels like when it comes to the two of them, I'm always gonna be on the outside.

Lanie:
Perfect families don't exist. It's gonna be up to you to find a way to make your baggage match their baggage. It's up to you to make your own history.

Kevin Ryan:
I don't know about you, but I'm very comfortable in my masculinity.

Javier Esposito:
You do realize you're wearing a sweater vest, right?

Kevin Ryan:
What can you tell us about this diamond?

Edward Peters:
Well, I should like to run additional spectrometer and imaging tests on it, but, for the meantime, let me start with the four C's.

Kevin Ryan:
Ah, color, cut, clarity, carat. [to Esposito] You'd know this if you ever bought an engagement ring.

Edward Peters:
The diamond is colorless. No blemishes, so a pristine cut. No internal clouding and uh, nearly 100 carats.

Javier Esposito:
Whew! Man! Hey, how deep would my pockets have to be to afford a rock like that?

Edward Peters:
Detective, you are not tall enough to have pockets deep enough. But I would say it's worth $60 million. Conservatively.

Javier Esposito:
Yeah, I ain't that tall.

Rick Castle:
Any luck on Alice's clients?

Kate Beckett:
Yeah, a couple of possibilities. A hedge fund manager with investments in South Africa, a UN diplomat with ties to Russia, and a CEO with a manufacturing plant eighty miles from a Chinese mine.

Rick Castle:
I wonder if we're looking at this wrong. What if it's not about Alice's clients, but it's actually about Alice?

Kate Beckett:
What do you mean?

Rick Castle:
When she was living with the gorillas in Africa, that was in Rwanda, right along the border of the Congo. A region known for conflict diamonds.

Kate Beckett:
So you think she was involved in the blood diamond trade?

Rick Castle:
I think it's a story that writes itself. A young primatologist in an unstable region falls for a different kind of guerilla, a warlord who is funding his bloody agenda with diamonds. He gives her one as a gift. No. No, go back. She's not that into him and she steals the diamond, having no idea its real value. She smuggles it back to the United States and finds she can't sell it without attracting too much attention, so she hides it. Until one day, a jilted and well-read warlord finds a book and sees her photo on the back. Knowing what she stole, he comes after her.

Kate Beckett:
That is surprisingly plausible.

Rick Castle:
I know, right? That's actually ... that would actually explain a lot. Why she was planning to disappear, why Esposito and Ryan were shot at in broad daylight. That's actually a perfect theory.

Mr. Hodges:
She said this new job was just what she needed.

Ryan:
What do you know about this job? Where did she work?

Mr. Hodges:
She wouldn't talk about it much. Except to say that it was legit, and that she was being taken care of.

Esposito:
Do you know where she moved to after she left your place?

Mr. Hodges:
Well, she and I shared a cab that day, and it dropped her off at a building off the West Side Highway. Well, I'll tell you this, Pam took a big step up.

[Beat; Castle and Beckett enter Pam's apartment]

Castle:
[Scoffing] A big step up? This is a giant leap. This is a vault into the stratosphere.

Castle:
She ever get any visitors? Possible that she, uh, worked out of the home?

Hotel Worker:
No, sir. That is not possible.

Beckett:
Well, then who paid for the rent?

Hotel Worker:
[Haughtily] Detective, we have a well-earned reputation for discretion and guarding the privacy of our clients.

Beckett:
Privacy ends when murder begins. Now I want the name of whoever is paying for this unit. And if you don't have that, then go get it.

[Worker sighs and then leaves]

Castle:
I love when you get angry. I mean, at other people, besides me.

Dr. Kelly Nieman:
No hard feelings, Detective. We're both professionals. You're just doing your job. You seek justice and I seek perfection.

Castle:
Can I say something that'll probably annoy you?

Beckett:
[sighing] Since when do you ask for permission?

Castle:
Touché.

Beckett:
There's not a shred of evidence that Tyson is alive, let alone involved in this.

Castle:
Tyson doesn't leave evidence, not unless he wants us to find it. Like that deleted photo. No evidence, plus meticulous planning, that's vintage 3XK. And this case has it in spades.

Beckett:
Castle-

Castle:
And you wanna know some other 3XK classics? Using people that look like other people. Using a killer to act on his behalf. Beckett, how can you not see it?

Beckett:
What I see is the guilt that you feel.

Castle:
This isn't about me.

Beckett:
Look, when Tyson escaped, he outsmarted all of us. But you've always blamed yourself.

Castle:
[Nearly yelling] Because I'm to blame. [Calmer voice] It's him. It's Jerry Tyson.

Beckett:
Don't chase ghosts, Castle, okay? It's not worth it, trust me.

Jerry Matthews:
You broke three of my ribs.

Castle:
Oh, I'm sorry. I was going for double digits.

Castle:
[While holding the baby] I think Lanie is right. I think he is hungry. Um, how about you finish up here, I'll grab a uniform, and we'll just go pick up some stuff for him.

Beckett:
You really want to do that?

Castle:
Of course. Highly qualified. I have an RHD in childcare.

Beckett:
And an RHD is...

Castle:
"Ruggedly Handsome Dad."

Ryan:
Ah.

Castle:
I don't know if we should just be handing him [Cosmo] over to strangers.

Beckett:
Castle, we were strangers until this morning.

Castle:
How can you be logical in the face of that face?

Castle:
A heist were nothing was taken... Maybe this is a classic "no honor among thieves" situation. You know, heist goes wrong, they fight.

Beckett:
Where someone gets shot running away with a baby?

Castle:
Not-so-classic "no honor among thieves" situation?

Beckett:
No.

Ryan:
What if I'm really not ready?

Esposito:
Well, you're not ready.

Ryan:
What?

Esposito:
Nobody is. Look, being a dad is like being a cop. Doesn't matter what they teach you in the Academy, you learn on the streets. You did okay with that, right?

Ryan:
Uh, my first day, I was so nervous, I rear-ended a SWAT van and 10 guys in vests poured out, ready to take me down with extreme prejudice.

[Alexis enters to see Castle and Beckett half asleep on the sofa and Martha nursing a baby]

Alexis:
How long have I been gone?

[Martha chuckles]

Ryan:
Whoa. You two look like you got hit by the milk truck.

Castle:
[Points at his face] You see this face? This is the face of your future.

Ryan:
This is Lieutenant Delia Burton. She's a fire investigator with FDNY. Detective Beckett, Mr. Castle.

Beckett:
Nice to meet you. So this was arson?

Lt. Burton:
Well, it's looking that way. I found miniscule traces of accelerant at the flashpoint.

Castle:
So the killer set the fire to cover up the murder?

Lt. Burton:
Except there's no accelerant on the body, and the fire's flashpoint is deep in the building. You know, normally when you're disposing of a body, you're gonna make sure it burns.

Beckett:
So maybe our victim surprised the arsonist.

Castle:
And the arsonist killed him, silencing him as a witness?

Lt. Burton:
Lt. Delia Burton: That's how it looks to me. Then again, homicide's not my specialty.

Beckett:
No. Uh, but fire is. Would you mind keeping me in the loop in case you find anything else?

Lt. Burton:
Sure. As soon as I know what happened, so will you.

[the building creaks]

Castle:
Whoa. What was that?

Lt. Burton:
The building. You guys should probably go.

Castle:
[turning and hurrying away] Sounds good. See ya!

Beckett:
[embarrassed] I'm marrying him.

Tory:
Usually, there's a file embedded in the video with data on the camera. But it's been stripped out.

Castle:
Can you tell where it was first uploaded?

Tory:
[typing] Let me see... Looks like the video got bounced around the Net from site to site. But this is where it started.

[Tory brings up a web paged called Pyrolicious.com]

Beckett:
"Pyrolicious.com." Really?

Tory:
Wow. Okay. A site that caters to fire fetishists.

Beckett:
I didn't even know there was a fire festish.

Castle:
The actual term is "pyrophilia." Further proof that the Internet has something for everyone.

Beckett:
[whispers] I'm not gonna ask how you knew that.

[talking to Ryan, who's in the burning building, on the phone]

Jenny:
Is it you? It's really you?

Ryan:
Yeah. Yeah, it's me, beautiful.

Jenny:
Oh, thank God. Where are you? The baby's coming.

Ryan:
I'm inside.

Jenny:
Inside?

Ryan:
I'm sorry. I know I promised, but I'm not gonna be there.

Jenny:
Don't say that. Please, don't say that.

Ryan:
Sorry. I love you more than anything. Remember that. Always remember that.

Jenny:
Kevin, please. No, don't leave me.

Ryan:
I don't wanna.

Jenny:
We need a name. For the baby. We need to do that together.

Ryan:
If it's a boy, Javier.

Jenny:
And if it's a girl?

Ryan:
Sarah Grace, after your grandmother.

Jenny:
I love you so much, Kevin. I love you.

Ryan:
I love you, too.

[line is cut]

Jenny:
Kevin? Kevin? Kevin?

[trapped inside a burning building, while Jenny is in labor]

Esposito:
"Javier"? You're gonna name a white Irish kid "Javier"?

Ryan:
What? You're gonna bust on me now for being sentimental?

Esposito:
Figure it's my last chance.

[they share a laugh]

Ryan:
No... No, no. We're getting out of here. There's a way out and we're gonna find it. I'm not leaving Jenny. I'm not leaving my baby without a dad.

Esposito:
I don't get it. Why would the killer risk moving the body back here from the crime scene?

Castle:
Sounds like a case of Weekend at Bernies's gone wrong. No. No, wait. That would have to mean there's such a thing as a Weekend at Bernie's gone right.

Beckett:
So, how's Sarah Grace?

Ryan:
Oh, man, I tell ya, she is just my perfect little angel. [Shows them a picture]

Beckett:
Oh, she's so cute. Wow.

Esposito:
Yeah.

Beckett:
Is it me or, or does she look a lot like Esposito?

Esposito:
Yeah, she does.

Beckett:
Wow.

Ryan:
Really, Beckett? I expected that from jackass, but not from you.

Castle:
Now, Ted's laptop is like Fort Knox on steroids, but Tory found some unscrambled artifacts in the registry to a service set identifier.

[Beckett gives him a look]

Castle:
I don't know what that means either, but she got really excited about it.

Beckett:
I don't know Castle. Maybe your mom's right. I think elopement's a great idea. There's no planning, no lists. All we do is, we just get married.

Castle:
Beckett, I promise you, there is a perfect date for our perfect wedding and we will find it. Trust me.

Beckett:
I do.

Castle:
Oh, wedding humor. Nice.

Castle:
He was at an amusement park and I can tell you which one.

Lanie:
How?

Castle:
Well, as a connoisseur of carny food, there's only one amusement park that has both fried clams and funnel cake, and that park is...

Castle & Beckett:
...Coney Island.

Lanie:
Okay, you two creep me out when you do that shared brain thing.

Hunt:
You're getting emotional. Now's not the time.

Castle:
Really? Cause it's been about forty years, so when would be a good time?

Martha:
You've stitched yourself up before, I take it?

Cross:
At least this time I got a needle.

Martha:
[In disbelief] Ah.

Castle [to Beckett]:
I keep making the mistake of thinking that he's family. But he's not. You are.

Castle:
These are communications to and from the Iranian mission.

Cross:
Yep.

Beckett:
That's incredibly illegal.

Cross:
Yep.

Beckett:
And while Castle's downloading, I'll track the signal using the Wi-Fi analyzer on my phone.

Martha:
You can find a spy on your phone?

Castle:
Mother, there's an app for everything now.

Martha:
You know, for years I wondered if your father was the one who got away. Well, now, I finally know.

Castle:
He was never worth your time.

Martha:
Oh, yes, he was. First time I met him, he gave me the greatest gift of my life. You. And now after all these years, he's given me another one. Closure. So what about you, kiddo? How are you?

Castle:
I don't know.

Martha:
Think we'll ever see him again?

Castle:
I wish I knew.

Alexis:
[ranting] The thing about my boyfriend is, I thought I was being so grown-up. Moving in with him, getting my own place, but now, it's my whole life. And I'm pretty sure I've made a huge mistake. Do you know why I'm helping him with his grant application? Because if he get it, he'll have to travel.

Mandy:
That is messed up. You need to tell him.

Alexis:
Tell him what? That I changed my mind? I don't want a relationship? We have a lease!

Mandy:
That's romantic.

Alexis:
And he doesn't deserve it. He hasn't done anything wrong. It-Oh! And then there's my dad. What do I tell him, huh? That he was right all along? That I wasn't ready? [Gives a forced laugh]

Mandy:
[sighing] I wish I would've said that. I wasn't ready for soooo many things.

Alexis:
Do you ever look back on something you've done, and it's like someone else is doing it?

Mandy:
You're kidding, right?

Alexis:
Right. [sighs] Sorry, I...haven't had anyone to talk to.

Mandy:
Clearly

Castle:
Mother, what are you trying to force on my lovely fiancée?

Martha:
No, no, no, no, no. I am just trying to expose Katherine to the glorious world of wedding magazines.

Beckett:
They are all very girly, with a lot of gauzy photos of love-struck brides looking off into the distance.

Castle:
Perhaps they're contemplating the 50% divorce rate.

Esposito:
Just Yumi. I guess if you don't have a last name you can charge more.

Beckett:
Do you regret it? That prank, missing your prom, not being here with Audra Dobson?

Castle:
Not even a little bit. Everything I've ever done, every choice I've ever made, every terrible and wonderful thing that's ever happened to me, has all led me to right here, this moment, with you.

Principal Duncan:
Just one thing I need to know, Mr. Castle. It's haunted me for years: where did you get the cow?

Castle:
Put it this way sir, if you ever need one, I know a guy.

Castle:
She was thrown against the ceiling? That is a superhuman feat, bordering on physically impossible.

Becket:
Okay, Castle, let's hear it. What's your outlandish theory?

Castle:
Isn't it obvious? Madison made the Hulk angry.

Ryan:
...but I did find out about our victim through his personal website.

Beckett:
He's got his own website?

Ryan:
Yeah, he's an actor. A struggling one, judging by his credits.

Castle:
Justin Marquette is "a member of the Roster Theater Company" and is "currently appearing in their off-off-off-Broadway production of Checkhov's Platonov." That's a lot of "offs."

[As the group is still in confusion about the case]

Esposito:
[To Castle] Alright. Come on.

Castle:
Hmm?

Esposito:
Give us one of your theories, bro. Come on. Whatever it is, it can't be any crazier than what we're already dealing with.

Castle:
Okay. I think...I'm man enough to admit I'm completely theory-less.

Castle:
What if their lives intersect, just not in such a literal sense?

Beckett:
Castle, no, please. If this is some alternate universe theory, I'm not in the mood.

Castle:
Really. Alternate universe, that's how little you think of me.

Beckett:
I'm sorry. I... I'm sorry, I just, I thought that...

Castle:
No, they're psychically linked, and not just to each other, but to the actual killer. See, they've seen the crime through his or her eyes, and the experience is so visceral that both Sam and Anita think that they committed the crime themselves.

Beckett:
[giggles] I'm sorry, it's just you got excited, it's kind of cute.

Castle:
Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know how I like the weird stuff.

Beckett:
Tell me what this is all about.

Castle:
Not until I know I'm right. Which... I am. You should know, you're engaged to a genius.

Beckett:
Yes, a genius at annoying me.

Castle:
So, I'm Justin, and you are one of these several people who shot me.

Beckett:
I'm starting to feel the urge

Beckett:
If I have to hear that confession one more time, I'm gonna shoot somebody.

Beckett:
[Whispering] This is Detective Kate Beckett, and if you can hear me, I've been abducted. I'm in a white cube van, New York plates. We've been traveling for about 20 minutes. We've been making a lot of turns, but I think we're headed east. Captain Fowler, if you can hear me, this is seriously ruining my dinner plans.

Castle:
See what happens when I leave you alone?

Beckett:
Babe, I wasn't alone. When they were interrogating me, the only thing that kept me going was thinking about you, about our future, the wedding. You were with me the whole time.

Castle:
It looks like she was stabbed with a knife.

Perlmutter:
To the untrained eye, perhaps, but what you don't know about post-mortem analysis could fill a book, Mr. Castle. In fact, it has. Numerous times.

Castle:
Fine. So, it was not a knife.

Pearlmutter:
Ah, wrong again. It was a knife, but "stabbed" implies the blade was thrust into the victim, whereas this wound was produced by it being hurled into her chest.

Beckett:
What is this, Last of the Mohicans?

Castle:
I was about to make that phone call, and that's when the ninjas attacked!

Beckett:
You've got an excuse for everything, don't you?

Kate Beckett:
Castle, I love you, but I will not marry you on a ride, or up in space, or on a slide.

Kate Beckett:
Sir, uh, you okay?

Victoria Gates:
Oh, just trying to figure out how to tell my sister her case is compromised without her blaming me.

Kate Beckett:
Why would she blame you when you're just doing your job?

Victoria Gates:
There's a history. 1998. I had just been made head of Internal Affairs. Elizabeth was in the D.A.'s Office. We called ourselves "The Dynamic Duo." At the time, Elizabeth was closing in on a heroin ring in East New York and they had an undercover inside. His testimony was key to the case, but...

Kate Beckett:
He was dirty?

Victoria Gates:
He'd skimmed a few eight balls off the very bust Elizabeth was building her case around. And when my office caught him reselling it, she came to me, begged me not to file charges. Asked me to think of the greater good. I did my job that day, too. Hasn't been the same between us since.

Alexis:
Oh, my gosh. Did you really beat Dad at Scrabble?

Castle:
I concede nothing. Except that I need more coffee.

Martha:
That is quite an accomplishment, young lady. Nobody beats him, ever.

Beckett:
Oh, yeah. He's mentioned that. Repeatedly.

Martha:
Ah, how the mighty have fallen. [Pours him coffee]

Castle:
"Richard Castle. One word short." I cannot allow this to be my epitaph.

[Alexis and Beckett fist-bump as he drinks.]

Castle:
I saw that.

Beckett:
Whoa! Nice tail whip!

Castle:
Oh, so you know the lingo. Any extreme sports in your history I've yet to hear about?

Beckett:
Well, I think catching killers is pretty extreme. And then there's marrying you.

Castle:
Ah, yes. I admit I am extreme. Extremely handsome.

Beckett:
Yeah. With a high degree of difficulty.

Beckett:
Castle, aren't there more important things than winning?

Castle:
Oh, that's a notion created to comfort those who lose.

Kate Beckett:
We've got to take the fight to Bracken.

Rick Castle:
By looking for a mythical tape that no one can find? No, Smith was right. Once we change your look, we get out of town.

Kate Beckett:
You know, Castle, my mom had a saying. Vincit omnia veritas.

Rick Castle:
"Truth conquers all."

Kate Beckett:
We'll never find the truth if we run away.

Rick Castle:
Kate, we're never gonna find the truth if we're dead. We're not running away. We are surviving, okay? We're living to fight another day.

Roy Montgomery:
Pulgati knows he's been framed. What if someone gets onto this?

William Bracken:
Then I'll handle them.

Roy Montgomery:
You? How?

William Bracken:
I know people, Roy. Dangerous people. Anyone gets too close, like that bitch lawyer Johanna Beckett who's been poking around, I'll have them killed. I've had people killed before.

Gates:
You're about to experience one of the most important days of your life. I'm so happy for you, Detective.

Castle:
Hey, guys!

Gates:
In spite of who you're marrying.

Beckett [in tears]:
Castle, I'm married to someone else and I have no idea where he is, we don't have any leads, and to make things worse, the venue, and now this. I mean it just feels like all of this is one big sign.

Castle:
Well, maybe it is a sign. A sign that ours is a great love story. What's a great love story without obstacles to overcome? Every fairy tale has them, terrible trials that only the worthy can transcend. But, you can't give up. That's the deal. We want the happy ending, we can't give up.

Beckett [smiling]:
And that's why I want to marry you.

Beckett:
I can't believe you gave him the money from Pastor Bob.

Castle:
I'm a sucker for happy endings. Now let's get the hell out of this town and go get our own.

Beckett:
Yes! We're getting married!

Martha:
Only women of substance have worn these gems. They've been waiting, Katherine, for you.