[examining Castle after the car crash] He'll live.
What, no brain damage?
If he has some, it happened way before tonight and was probably self-inflicted.
Ahh, good times.
S2 E1Deep in Death
S2 E2The Double Down
[written on a therapist's body] "Psycho the rapist your out of time"?
Looks like a patient lost their patience.
Also his command of grammar. "Your" should be You-apostrophe-R-E as in "you are." That's not even a tough one, not like when to use "who" or "whom."
You really think that's the take-away here, Castle?
I'm just saying - whoever killed her also murdered the English language.
[After Beckett discovers that Castle placed a bet with Esposito and Ryan over who would solve their murder first]
Listen, I'm sorry. I know it was wrong, I just-
RRoselyn
Beckett, you are never gonna believe this.
Oh, the bar on "unbelievable" is pretty high right now.
RRoselyn
The vic's husband took out a three-million dollar life insurance policy on his wife last month.
[to Castle] $100 on us.
[After Ryan and Esposito catch a break in their case]
I've got a bad feeling about this.
Are we really rooting against solving a murder?
Well, I don't want to shave my head! Do you?
Why would I shave my head?
You're in on the bet, aren't you?
Yeah, but I didn't realize-
[imitates electric razor]
It's a common mistake, but it's not ironic that Dr. Cosway's not here for you to lean on. It's just simply tragic. It would be ironic if her death made you feel better.
[Beckett, Ryan, and Esposito are at dead ends in their respective cases]
We'll start over. Fresh eyes. You take our murder, we'll take yours.
All right.
[a thought strikes him] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Say that again.
You take our murder, we'll take yours.
Could it be that easy? You take mine, I'll take yours.
What are you getting at, Castle?
Strangers on a Train.
The Hitchcock movie?
I'm partial to the novel by Patricia Highsmith, but yes. We have two strong suspects, but with airtight alibis, right?
Right.
We know they're connected. What if the connection is the killers?
Jason and Eric committed each other's murders.
And made sure they had an airtight alibi for the murder they knew they'd be suspected of. It's not our victims that are connected, it's our murderers. Crisscross!
Lanie ran the substance on our vics against the Hudson River water. It's a match.
Marx gets on the boat uptown, Cosway joins him at Chelsea Piers, and they ride to Pier 11 together.
So one day, maybe they start talking. Maybe about the Yankee bullpen, maybe about the attractive secretary leaning up against the railing. Oh, and Jason starts grumbling about his wife. Eric maybe mentions how he covets Frank's apartment.
Yeah, well, there's an open upper deck. I figure that's where they were doing their plottin'.
And how the water from the Hudson got on both of them.
It gets transferred from Eric Marx's jacket and gloves to Ashley Cosway when they struggle.
Then to Frank Anderson when Jason Cosway swipes his watch and wallet.
Done deal.
Except it's all circumstantial. The DA will never buy it without hard evidence or a confession.
Oh, we're gonna get a confession.
[Beckett and Castle scoff as they look at each other and then back at Ryan and Esposito]
Not if we get one first.
So, bet's back on?
[getting in his face] You bet your britches the bet is back on.
S2 E3Inventing the Girl
[A murder calls Castle away from an ad-hoc play rehearsal with his mother]
Take me with you!
CCastle
To a crime scene?
It'd be educational. Please?
CCastle
Find your own hiding place.
[Explaining why they should continue ad-hoc play rehearsal]
If it's a hit, who knows how long it could run? Then I could take it on the road.
You mean you'd leave us?
Well, only for nine months of the year. [noticing Alexis' concerned expression] Oh, don't look so sad. [noticing Castle's dreamy expression] And, you, don't look so happy.
[Beckett and Castle working to learn the victim's identity and where she might have been]
Well, she's tall, she's gorgeous, 10 pounds underweight. Her hair is fried, she's wearing too much eye makeup. She's a model. Which means she was probably at a club last night. It is, after all, Fashion Week, when all the hottest women in the world descend upon the hippest nightspots like locusts. Only, locusts eat.
Castle, hey, is your, your girl here?
Rina.
Rina used to baby-sit Alexis, fellas. So, as far as Big Rick here is concerned, she might as well be wearing a chastity belt.
Thank you for that visual image. That's… And also, thank you for calling me "Big Rick".
[Castle discovers why Beckett was upset with him]
Wait, is that why you've been so upset? Because I let her [Cosmo reporter] read it before you?
I am the inspiration. I should be reading it before a reporter does.
Why didn't you just say so?
Why didn't you just give it to me?
Why didn't you ask?
Why didn't it occur to you?
[Brief pause, and then he realizes she has a point]
You'll have it by tomorrow.
Good.
Good.
[After Castle leaves, Beckett turns on her computer, only to find a snapshot of her modeling for tennis agency]
Looking good, Detective Beckett.
[Looks over and sees Ryan and Esposito grinning at her.]
How did you guys…
We're detectives.
Called your dad.
[Rising up and walking over to them] Okay, okay, you guys have had your fun. I was 17 and I thought that modeling would be an easier way to make money than waitressing.
Right.
It was one summer, no big deal. [Turns and walks away, but snaps her fingers and turns back] And if you guys tell Castle about this, I will kill you.
S2 E4Fool me Once
You don't think Fletcher's telling Jerry the truth?
That he's suddenly a con-man with a heart of gold? No. That's just another con.
Wait, you don't think people can change?
No. I've seen too many repeat offenders to believe for one second that a guy who promises never to beat his wife again actually won't.
That's a pretty bleak attitude.
Not bleak - realistic.
[on CIA Agent Gray] This man is a machine. I've interviewed serial killers, hitmen. Agent Gray?
Mm-hmm?
By far, the most dangerous man I've ever met. [looks around and whispers] He once killed a North Korean agent with a melonballer.
GAgent Gray
[suddenly appearing behind them] It was an ice cream scoop, Castle. And that information was supposed to remain private.
Sorry.
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