[Natalie walks in dressed up as Beckett, with a brunette wig and similar suit. Castle's and Beckett's jaws drop.]
Just like I dreamed it! [They both stare at him] Did I say that out-loud?
Castle · Season 3
[Natalie walks in dressed up as Beckett, with a brunette wig and similar suit. Castle's and Beckett's jaws drop.]
Just like I dreamed it! [They both stare at him] Did I say that out-loud?
Is Castle gay?
[So shocked that she spits out her coffee] I'm sorry, what? No. No!
Then you two are an item, but you're sworn to secrecy, right?
No, we are not an item. Why?
[Sighs] Last night I invited him back to my place. And he said something to me I have never heard from a man before.
What?
"No."
[Raises her eyebrows] No?
I don't get it! He's into you, but you're determined not to give into these feelings that you clearly have for him. So he fantasizes about you through his writing. It's literally verbal masturbation.
Uh--okay, so what does this have to do with me?
[Indicates her "Beckett costume"] I am not wearing this getup for my health. You're Nikki Heat, he's Jameson Rook. I need to sleep with him in the name of character research. Can you talk to him?
And say what?
[Shrugs] I dunno, give him permission or something.
[Beckett is momentarily speechless]
I have to go. Over there. [She disappears in a random direction]
[Watching Natalie at the murder board] Do I really do that?
Yes, and it's adorable.
If it's so adorable, why didn't you sleep with me? [Castle looks momentarily puzzled] Her me, not me me.
Oh, well a fictional character that I wrote, based on you, played by Natalie Rhodes? It's just way too... meta.
[Ryan walks in] We should have a code word so we all know what Beckett to kill when the clone army attacks
Unless we make a preventive strike
Get through to Jenny yet?
She's still not picking up
Don't worry, you'll be laughing about it soon enough
We are
Thanks. So I've been running through all Stacy's clients files. Three couples had filed for divorce within the last month, can you believe it? You marry the love of your life and next thing you know they're cheating on you
Ryan
Sorry, anyway two of the guts have rock-solid alibies and the third divorce has nothing to do with cheating
[Esposito walks in] What you guys doing?
Hiding from creepy Beckett
We are not hiding
I never pegged you for a magic fan. You know any good tricks?
I do this one thing... with ice cubes.
I wonder how Zalman did it. Must've whipped something from Jerome's pocket with a receipt for his weekend of sin.
Like this? (Holds up Castle's phone.)
(Gasps.) You had your hand in my pocket and I didn't even feel it? Do it again.
[To a suspect who is also a street magician] We need to talk to you about Zalman Drake.
Abracadabra. [throws smoke bomb at his feet, vanishes]
[Opens the lid of the platform he was standing on, pulls him out] Alakazam, jackass.
So where's Esposito?
Ha, take a wild guess.
Lanie.
Can't believe they still think that none of us know.
Well, let's let em keep thinking that a while longer. The bubble bursts soon enough.
Not if you're in it with the right person.
[Indicates Castle] Lady, what part of "no cops" did you not understand?
He's not a cop.
Well, who the hell is he, then?
Someone I trust.
I Heard about the shooting on the news. Could have been you. You know that, don't you?
Yeah, but I'm fine, wasn't me.
Richard, this isn't one of your books, you don't know the ending! You were just lucky yesterday.
[Somewhat nonchalant] You're overreacting, mother. Where is this coming from?
[Shocked and furious at his flippant attitude] How the hell can you ask me something like that? Think about how much you love Alexis, and that is how much I love you, and don't you dare ask me where this is coming from! You have gotten through most of life on your wit, and charm and no small amount of talent. But that is the real world out there, and you can't charm your way out of a bullet.
You think I should quit?
I think you should be honest with yourself about why you're doing this. You had written 22 novels before you met her, and you didn't need to spend every day in a police station in order to finish them.
It's not about the books anymore.
You painted since the last time i was here. You'd have been about 16 wrestling some pimply kid in the back of his daddy's wagon. Wondering if you were gonna give it to him or not.
Hey that's enough!
He's sweet on you. Makes him brave.
There is no statute of limitations on murder Mr. Simmons.
And here begins what is known as the initial confrontation. During this phase of the interrogation the interrogator may invade the suspect's personal space in order to increase his discomfort. You want to invade my personal space?
Look at me. 12 years ago Johanna Beckett lead a big take back the neighborhood campaign in Washington Heights.
That musta pissed you off.
And this would be theme development. Presenting the crime through the eyes of the suspect.
Johanna Beckett was murdered, along with two of her colleagues. They were professional hits, carried out on your orders and you had your pet homicide detective John Raglan bury them. Look at her face. Tell me you don't remember her.
You know Detective Beckett, I think I do remember her. Bled out in an alley like the trash she was.
Mr. Simmons, you'd better watch it…
Rich bitch from uptown on safari in the Heights. Somebody should've warned her not to feed or tease the animals.
You…
If they had, she might not have gotten eaten. From what I hear though, she was pretty tasty.
Ah!
Woah, Beckett!
Back off Castle! Remember your old life Vulcan. Savour it. Because I am gonna take it all away.
Castle, there's something I need you to do
Name it.
Go home.
Forget it. Fear does not exist in this dojo.
Look, I signed up for this when I put that badge on, you didn't. It's not your fight.
[Suddenly incensed] The hell it isn't! [Calmer, but completely serious] I don't hang around you just to annoy you, I don't ride off to murder scenes in the middle of the night just to satisfy some morbid curiosity. If that was all this was I would've quit a long time ago.
Well, then, why do you keep coming back, Rick?
[Swallows] Look, I may not have a badge--unless you count the chocolate one Alexis gave me for my birthday--but I'll tell you this: like it or not, I'm your plucky sidekick.
Plucky sidekick always gets killed.
Partner, then.
Okay.
There was, uh, a lawyer named Johanna Beckett, Are you familiar with her? She was murdered in the alley about seven years into your incarceration.
[Wistfully] You look just like her, you know. When you first walked in here, it was like I was looking at a ghost. The way she talked about you, I should've known you'd become a cop. I sent letters to every lawyer I could find, and your mother was the only one who wrote me back, the only one willing to take a chance on me. She didn't care that I was a thug.
[Smiles weakly] All she cared about was the truth
How's the hand?
Uh, excruciating. How're Ryan and Esposito?
Hmm. Mild hypothermia. Wounded pride. Guess which one'll heal first. [She finishes bandaging.] Thank you. For having my back in there.
Always.
[Sniper shoots Raglan]
Everybody on the ground now! Back away from the window! Away from the window!
You're hit.
I'm fine. It's not my blood. (into radio) One Lincoln Forty, I have shots fired on 4th and Main. I need backup and an ambulance.
One Lincoln Forty, repeat your last transmission; you were broken. One Lincoln Forty, repeat.
Castle?
[Castle shakes his head, Raglan's dead.]
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