Kevin Ryan: What can you tell us about this diamond?
Edward Peters: Well, I should like to run additional spectrometer and imaging tests on it, but, for the meantime, let me start with the four C's.
Kevin Ryan: Ah, color, cut, clarity, carat. [to Esposito] You'd know this if you ever bought an engagement ring.
Edward Peters: The diamond is colorless. No blemishes, so a pristine cut. No internal clouding and uh, nearly 100 carats.
Javier Esposito: Whew! Man! Hey, how deep would my pockets have to be to afford a rock like that?
Edward Peters: Detective, you are not tall enough to have pockets deep enough. But I would say it's worth $60 million. Conservatively.
Javier Esposito: Yeah, I ain't that tall.
Rick Castle: Any luck on Alice's clients?
Kate Beckett: Yeah, a couple of possibilities. A hedge fund manager with investments in South Africa, a UN diplomat with ties to Russia, and a CEO with a manufacturing plant eighty miles from a Chinese mine.
Rick Castle: I wonder if we're looking at this wrong. What if it's not about Alice's clients, but it's actually about Alice?
Kate Beckett: What do you mean?
Rick Castle: When she was living with the gorillas in Africa, that was in Rwanda, right along the border of the Congo. A region known for conflict diamonds.
Kate Beckett: So you think she was involved in the blood diamond trade?
Rick Castle: I think it's a story that writes itself. A young primatologist in an unstable region falls for a different kind of guerilla, a warlord who is funding his bloody agenda with diamonds. He gives her one as a gift. No. No, go back. She's not that into him and she steals the diamond, having no idea its real value. She smuggles it back to the United States and finds she can't sell it without attracting too much attention, so she hides it. Until one day, a jilted and well-read warlord finds a book and sees her photo on the back. Knowing what she stole, he comes after her.
Kate Beckett: That is surprisingly plausible.
Rick Castle: I know, right? That's actually ... that would actually explain a lot. Why she was planning to disappear, why Esposito and Ryan were shot at in broad daylight. That's actually a perfect theory.
HMr. Hodges
She said this new job was just what she needed.
What do you know about this job? Where did she work?
HMr. Hodges
She wouldn't talk about it much. Except to say that it was legit, and that she was being taken care of.
Do you know where she moved to after she left your place?
HMr. Hodges
Well, she and I shared a cab that day, and it dropped her off at a building off the West Side Highway. Well, I'll tell you this, Pam took a big step up.
[Beat; Castle and Beckett enter Pam's apartment]
[Scoffing] A big step up? This is a giant leap. This is a vault into the stratosphere.
She ever get any visitors? Possible that she, uh, worked out of the home?
HWHotel Worker
No, sir. That is not possible.
Well, then who paid for the rent?
HWHotel Worker
[Haughtily] Detective, we have a well-earned reputation for discretion and guarding the privacy of our clients.
Privacy ends when murder begins. Now I want the name of whoever is paying for this unit. And if you don't have that, then go get it.
[Worker sighs and then leaves]
I love when you get angry. I mean, at other people, besides me.
There's not a shred of evidence that Tyson is alive, let alone involved in this.
Tyson doesn't leave evidence, not unless he wants us to find it. Like that deleted photo. No evidence, plus meticulous planning, that's vintage 3XK. And this case has it in spades.
And you wanna know some other 3XK classics? Using people that look like other people. Using a killer to act on his behalf. Beckett, how can you not see it?
What I see is the guilt that you feel.
Look, when Tyson escaped, he outsmarted all of us. But you've always blamed yourself.
[Nearly yelling] Because I'm to blame. [Calmer voice] It's him. It's Jerry Tyson.
Don't chase ghosts, Castle, okay? It's not worth it, trust me.
What if I'm really not ready?
Nobody is. Look, being a dad is like being a cop. Doesn't matter what they teach you in the Academy, you learn on the streets. You did okay with that, right?
Uh, my first day, I was so nervous, I rear-ended a SWAT van and 10 guys in vests poured out, ready to take me down with extreme prejudice.
This is Lieutenant Delia Burton. She's a fire investigator with FDNY. Detective Beckett, Mr. Castle.
Nice to meet you. So this was arson?
LBLt. Burton
Well, it's looking that way. I found miniscule traces of accelerant at the flashpoint.
So the killer set the fire to cover up the murder?
LBLt. Burton
Except there's no accelerant on the body, and the fire's flashpoint is deep in the building. You know, normally when you're disposing of a body, you're gonna make sure it burns.
So maybe our victim surprised the arsonist.
And the arsonist killed him, silencing him as a witness?
LBLt. Burton
Lt. Delia Burton: That's how it looks to me. Then again, homicide's not my specialty.
No. Uh, but fire is. Would you mind keeping me in the loop in case you find anything else?
LBLt. Burton
Sure. As soon as I know what happened, so will you.
[the building creaks]
LBLt. Burton
The building. You guys should probably go.
[turning and hurrying away] Sounds good. See ya!
[embarrassed] I'm marrying him.
TTory
Usually, there's a file embedded in the video with data on the camera. But it's been stripped out.
Can you tell where it was first uploaded?
TTory
[typing] Let me see... Looks like the video got bounced around the Net from site to site. But this is where it started.
[Tory brings up a web paged called Pyrolicious.com]
"Pyrolicious.com." Really?
TTory
Wow. Okay. A site that caters to fire fetishists.
I didn't even know there was a fire festish.
The actual term is "pyrophilia." Further proof that the Internet has something for everyone.
[whispers] I'm not gonna ask how you knew that.
