Beckett
Tommy "The Shark"'s alibi holds. He was with some associates at a nightclub that he owns.
Esposito': It doesn't mean he didn't send of one of his boys.
Beckett
Look, if he killed Clara, he wouldn't have talked to me. No. Hiding the money, planning to disappear. Something else is going on here. So what've you got on the husband?
Oh, not much. He's a manager at a big name supermarket in Queens. No priors. Been married seven years. Oh! And he took a million-dollar life insurance policy out on his wife only three months ago.
Huh. That's not suspicious.
After revealing the whole scene across the street was staged
It was all fake? Nothing was real - you let me think I was crazy, you let me think you were gonna die!
Beckett
But Castle, you were so bored over the past couple of weeks, stuck at home with no case to solve, and I saw that this apartment was for rent, and I thought that...
No ... no ... this is ... without a doubt ... the greatest birthday gift of my life!
Beckett
This is not an emergency!
I caught him red-handed. Literally red-handed.
Beckett
Oh, so then it's gotta be blood.
Beckett
Red paint, tomato juice, beets, red velvet cupcakes.
He bought a tarp and rope. He brought them into the bedroom, where I'm betting, right now, he's cutting her into portable pieces. Get a warrant. Search that place before there's no evidence left.
Beckett
Esposito spoke to the girl. We know she's alive.
How do you know it's the same girl? It's possible he someone to be his alibi.
Beckett
Or it's possible something else entirely is going on here. Look... I know that you're lonely and that you miss me. I miss you, too. But you don't have to keep making up things to have me come back here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. You think this is a ploy to get you here?
Beckett
Look, I don't mean to be like...
No, I know what you mean, all right? And I know what I saw.
Beckett
All right, you know what? I have to get back to the precinct.
Wow. You really don't believe me.
Beckett
I'll be back later.
You know what? Don't worry about it. I'm fine.
Beckett
You know, Castle, there’s a bit of poetic justice in this.
Beckett
Well, I mean, think about it. You set a trap for Alexis and now someone or something, has set one for you.
Looks as though you two were enjoying yourselves.
Beckett
Castle...
What about pajamas? Homely flannel or skimpy sleep shorts?
Beckett
Oh, my gosh, you're sounding like my dad dropping me off at summer camp.
Did they serve champagne at your summer camp?
Beckett
I was being polite. Castle, do you think I want this? Do you think I asked to be here?
I think you're making the best of it.
Beckett
You know I would rather be with you.
Well, then maybe I should stay. We could protect him together.
Beckett
No, I am not letting you do this. I'm not letting you turn this investigation into some kind of a *twisted* competition. Look, don't make this harder than it needs to be. Please.
Okay. But only because you said please.
Beckett
[answers phone] Hey, Lanie. What's up?
[on phone] Your cause of death. The poison was a chemically synthesized weaponized agent, similar to the organic compound saxitoxin.
Beckett
Saxitoxin?
Mm-hmm. It usually occurs in shellfish, but not this version. Whoever created this had access to a pretty sophisticated lab. And this one's been supercharged. Speaking of supercharged, is it true that you're with Eric Vaughn? I mean, Kate, I know you love Castle and all, but girlfriend...
Beckett
Bye, Lanie. [hangs up]
Okay, I spoke with the Commissioner, and he's agreed to provide Vaughn with a protective detail.
Beckett
Uh, great. I actually have a few uniforms that I'd like to recommend for duty.
No. Mr. Vaughn has requested you.
Beckett
Sir, I'm a homicide detective, not some bodyguard.
Trust me, I know. But this comes directly from the Commissioner.
Then why doesn't Vaughn just hire a private army? He can afford that.
I don't know why, Mr. Castle. I just know what my orders are. He wants Detective Beckett, and only Beckett. [turns and leaves]
Beckett
I think he just did.
[After escaping from the bomb]
Beckett
Hey, Castle, listen... Thank you for staying with me.
[they lean in to kiss, but police sirens stop them]
[Ryan, Esposito, and Captain Gates get out of the car and come over to Castle and Beckett]
[to Ryan as they hug] Perfect timing.
Beckett
Yeah, did she see it?
Glad to see you, Detective. Even you, Mr. Castle. I have to say, I don't know too many men who would've done what you did.
Beckett
Neither do I.
Oh, for heaven’s sake, Detective. Just kiss the man.
Beckett
Sir, you know?
What? Do you think I’m an idiot? I needed to maintain plausible deniability, which I can continue as long as you two both act professionally at the precinct.
I know I can, but, Captain, she has a long history of coming on to me at work-
Beckett
I don’t think it’ll be a problem, sir.
Good. Meanwhile, as long as we're on neutral ground here, I'd say, uh... he deserves it, wouldn't you?
Beckett
Yes, sir, I would.
Beckett
Well, we don’t have a body, we don’t have a crime scene, we don’t have any witnesses, but-
At least we have each other.
Beckett
We still have a homicide to solve.