Castle
What?
Nothing... it's just I'm so used to seeing you act like a 12-year-old all the time, it's refreshing to see you as a father.
Castle
It makes you want me, right?
...And there's the 12-year-old again.
Castle
Does he look like a killer to you?
Everybody looks like a killer to me, Castle. Job requirement
Castle
Do I look like a killer to you?
Yes, you kill my patience.
Found your stalker. Franco Marquez, aka Frankie Markie. Hayley filed half a dozen complaints against him. It says here that he even tried to break into her apartment. And when she filed against him, he showed up in court and called her a...[sees Alexis] B-I-T-C-H.
Castle
She can spell, Detective.
Probably better than you.
[talking about Haley's final song, Threshold]
CCastle
Yeah. Sounds pretty. Little creepy, though.
CCastle
"Death, she grows near"? It’s kind of like Final Destination, but in song form.
She doesn't mean "death" death.
CCastle
Well, what other kinds of death are there?
Allegorical, metaphoric, symbolic, spiritual, emotional, sexual –
CCastle
Okay, okay, that's quite enough. I think I'm paying far too much for her education.
[After a SWAT team breaks into an apartment]
Where's Nidal Metar? Shakir Nidal Metar! Where is he?
TTenant
There's no Shakir Nidal Metar here! Only Sally Neidermeyer!
Ma'am, did you send a package by bike courier this morning?
"S. Nidal Metar?" S. Neidermeyer! Some bozo at the courier company wrote the name wrong.
Castle
Our bad. Uh, we can -
Castle
[lifting the door] Sorry.
[They screw the door back into its frame]
[arriving on the scene of the crime] So, what do we got?
Castle
May I?
Castle
Thank you. Our victim’s name is Caleb Shimky…
Castle
Is that an A?
Castle
And he was pulling a Kevin Bacon in Quicksilver when all of-
Castle
Quicksilver. [Beckett shakes her head] Kevin Bacon is a bike messenger who failed as a-
[turns to Esposito] Esposito, take him to school.
The victim is Caleb Shimansky, an on-duty bike messenger. Masked suspect in a black 4-door plows into him, killing him instantly. The suspect steals the messenger bag, jumps in his ride and jets off.
[looking back at Castle] See, that wasn't so hard.
Castle
No, no, it's good, if you like the dull, non-best-seller version.
I thought I gave it some flair.
Were the two of you dating?
DDilahunt
Uh, no, just friends. What? Can’t a guy and a girl just be friends?
Castle
Please.
DDilahunt
Are you two together?
Castle
[simultaneously] Not yet.
[simultaneously] Absolutely not.
BWBlake Wellesley
I speak for the entire Wellesley family when I say you can expect our full cooperation in this investigation.
Castle
But? You can tell, there's a "but" coming.
BBlake
Not a "but", a "however". Like I said, we'll cooperate, however, we request these unannounced interviews come to a stop.
Beckett, let's hear him out.
BBlake
I apologize if I'm coming off like one of those guys, Detective. It's just that these impromptu visits are a bit awkward. My nephew Trent said you spoke to him when he visited my mother. Mother became very confused, very upset. I'm sure there's a better way to facilitate this.
BBlake
Well, I propose that all further interviews be coordinated by me and conducted at my offices. What do you think?
Thank you for your offer, Mr. Wellesley. It's very nice of you.
BBlake
[rising up from his seat] Not at all. I'll give you my number-
Hold on. I, too, have a "however". Thank you for your offer, however, my detectives will conduct their investigation in any manner they see fit.
BBlake
Captain, I can get the commissioner on the phone in under a minute.
Well, tell him I said hi, and I could really use a raise. [Rising up] I think we're done here. [Lets out his hand to shake, but Blake walks away. After he leaves…]
Castle
That was awesome!
Whatever you guys are doing, keep doing it. They're circling the wagons.
Castle
[rising up, and pointing at Montgomery with a grin] Awesome!
JJessup
[Regarding his handcuffs] Hey, you guys mind if I take these things off? I'm starting to feel like a stereotype riding around in the back of a police car wearing them.
Sure. Do you want my key?
JJessup
Nah, I got it. Thanks. [Undoes his handcuffs]
Castle
How did you do that?
JJessup
I've always been good with locks. When I was in the joint, I was thinking how can I take this and make it more productive, you know? So, I've been applying for locksmith schools, but, you know, they won't let me in on account that I'm a felon. Can you believe that?
A felon who wants to be a locksmith. What could possibly go wrong there?
JJessup
You don't have to be mean about it.
Castle
Yeah. Wow.
[Beckett glares, beat, Castle relocated to back seat with Jessup]
How does a prosecutor get into business with a criminal?
Castle
Well, it's hard out there for a pimp who's also a DA. Ooh, that be a good character for a novel. A star prosecutor who's always excelled at everything he's ever done. He couldn't possibly imagine that being a pimp would be a bigger job than he can handle by himself. But one day he gets a call, one of his girls has been knocked around by a client. He realises there's nothing he can do about it, he's a very public figure. So, a white collar prosecutor decides to hire a blue collared enforcer. Can't exactly take out an ad on Craigslist for that. But fortunately enough, he has a big stack of qualified candidates sitting right on his desk.
Which is where he found John Knox. A criminal who mostly managed to stay out of prison.
Castle
Which makes him a smart criminal.
Castle
Buckley offers him a deal. "Come work for me, I'll throw your case." And Knox does. For a while, everyone's happy. But then Knox decides he's not happy being number two anymore. He takes Buckley's client list, tells Buckley to take a hike.
Knowing that Buckley can't do anything about it without risking exposure.
Castle
But Buckley's never backed down from a fight in his life. He gets the cops to drag Knox down to his office to remind him who's boss.
But Knox took it up a notch, sending a warning shot across Buckley's bow by threatening his brother-in-law.
Castle
And when Buckely wouldn't back down, Knox threw him off the roof of the parking garage.
Jeez, if only we had some proof.
Castle
Who needs proof? What a great story.