Castle · Season 3
You really think she (Bridget McManus) could overpower Zack (Zack Lindsey)?
Uh, no, but her brothers could. In grand Irish tradition, she has four of them, each over 6 foot, each with his own claim to fame... Assaults...
Oh.
Ag. Assault...
Bad.
A.D.W.,
Ee.
Battery...
Mm.
Assault on a city employee, parking enforcement.
Doesn't count.
Easy.
Dude.
I... just jokes.
He wants to learn more about my writing process.
And by "writing process" you mean your procrastination until the very last second...
And then writing out of a desperate panic in a caffeine-induced haze.
That one?
No, not that one. [Alexis giggles] The one where I find authenticity by doing hands-on research with the NYPD.
This place looks like my first apartment. We used to have cockroach races. I wonder if that's how Kafka got the idea?
For all we know, Bridget was lying.
[Walks in, looking vaguely disheveled] Well, she wasn't lying about her brothers. Talked to all four of them, one Irishman to another... and another. Anyway, they alibied out, they were in New Paults when Zach was killed.
All of them? [Ryan nods] For what?
[Furtively] They were at a sporting event, of sorts. [Starts to leave]
[Stopping him] Which was...?
Leprechaun toss. [Esposito smirks] Don't ask! Anyway, the, uh, older brother, he got first place. [Realizes his jacket sleeve is torn] Aww, man!
Well, the "merits" of Irish culture aside...
Hey!
Sorry. Perhaps this suggests Bridget was telling the truth about our elusive Estonian.
Hey, uh, if it's not overstepping, just in the interest of keeping it real, I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions for the case I'm coming up with for Seriously Dead.
[Hands him her card] Why don't you just give me a buzz when the two of you are done.
[To Castle] I mean, if it's okay with you.
[Glares at Beckett] Why wouldn't it be okay?
Okay.
Okay.
[Cut to Castle at home with Martha and Alexis]
It's so not okay! After everything I've done for him, he goes and tries to steal my muse!
Muse thievery, what's the punishment for that? Five to ten in mythology jail?
Yeah, speaking of mentor, I heard that you guys were pretty hard on Conrad last night.
Hard on him? No, no, it was just a little friendly hazing.
To hear him describe it, it sounds like someone was trying to teach him a lesson.
[Laughs in a forced manner] What? Why would I want to do that?
Because you didn't want him to spend time with me?
That is completely-
True?
[Drops his false humour] Yes. Fine, it's true. I'm jealous. There, I said it. I-I want you all to myself, and to have you spending time with another writer? That upsets me! And if that makes me petty, so be it. Guilty as charged.
[Smiles] Actually, I kinda think it's sweet.
You do?
I do. And that's why you don't have to worry about me hanging around with Conrad anymore. From now on I'm a "one writer" girl.
Thank you.
Always.
[Looking at a cardboard cut-out of Castle] He really is ruggedly handsome.
CIA's a popular theory with you.
Yes, well, law of averages demands that I'll eventually be right.
I'd forgotten how helpful your insights can be.
You look good.
You look good too... for murder!
[Castle explaining to Beckett why he had the gun at the murder scene]
Maybe you missed the part where I said she was shot dead. When I heard the noises coming from the next room, I thought whoever killed her was coming back. So I picked up the gun to defend myself. It seemed like a very good idea at the time. That’s when you, Esposito and Annie Oakley [gestures to the viewing room] come bursting through the door.
Annie Oakley?
I kind of almost shot Castle. What? He had a gun.
Do you know what these bodies are? A sign.
A sign?
A sign. A sign from the universe telling us we need to solve this case together. You don’t wanna let the universe down, do you?
You’re not gonna go away no matter what I do, are you?
I respect the universe.
Okay, fine. I will let you join me on this one case as long as you promise to do what I say, when I say it, and not to do any investigating on your own.
I promise. You won’t regret this.
I already do.
Starting now.
Why is it so important to you that I believe all this stuff about fates and psychics and Santa Claus?
Because if you don't believe in even the possibility of magic, you'll never ever find it.
My gut says it's not him. But we still have to look into his alibi.
Oh, so you don't believe in fate, yet your gut has magical properties. That's cool. Scully.
Richard. Whatever mistakes I've made in my life, I raised a good man.
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