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Oh, my god.

This is quite possibly the worst
coffee i've ever tasted.

It's actually
kind of fascinating.

It tastes like a monkey peed
in battery acid.

Don't you have a book
coming out today or something?

Yeah.
So?

So? You are watching me do paperwork.

It's creepy.

Don't you have
somewhere else to be?

I like it here.

Oh, my gosh. I get it.

You're hiding.

Your book is coming out today,
and you are hiding.

No, hiding would be building
a fortress out of my comforter

And then downing a fifth of scotch,
but apparently that's considered unhealthy.

I thought that you don't care
what people think.

I don't.

...much

Beckett.

Yep. Right. On my way.

Dead body?

Yes!

This the guy?

- You heard it, uh ?
- Oh eveyone's heard

You're really based your next character
on Detective Beckett?

Every artist needs a muse.

Call me a muse again and I will
break both your legs, 'kay?

Okay.

Detective Beckett.

Jack Lifford and Hal Mars
While moving in, they see a rolled-up rug

just sticking out of the dumpster.

They figured it's a lucky day.
They bring it home, they found there's a prize inside

Dead guy in a rug

Naturally we thought of you.

38 caliber. Close range.

Killed him instantly

You got an I.D.?

Nah, pockets were empty. No wallet,
no keys, no jewels.

We figured a robbery gone wrong

(both) This wasn't a robbery

I rob someone. I'm not gonna stick
around, wrap him up and throw him away.

Blood spatter indicates he was standing near
the rug when he was shot.

Where did they find this?

East 3rd, about 2 blocks away.

All right. Let's get C.S.U. on the rug

Fibers, blood, identifying marks

Let's get a team down the dumpsters, see if
they can dig anything else up

- Lanie, you do what you can about an I.D.
- Got it

Don't bother

I know who he is.

Castle
s01 ep04

Got something?

Jeff Horn, 48. 2 terms city counsel member

Friend of yours?

I recognized him
from the bus ads..

He's running for reelection.

The press is gonna be
all over this.

- He have a family?
- Yeah.

Well, let's try to notify 'em
before the jackals do.

Mrs. Horn,
i know this is difficult,

But when was the last time
you heard from your husband?

I... i called him
last night around 11:00.

He was finisng up
a fund-Raiser

And heading back
to the office.

- Did always work that late?
- During elections.

He believed that it was
a politician's obligation

To get the people's work done,
even while running for office.

And when
he didn't come home?

Well, it wasn't unusual
for him to crash on his couch

Instead of coming home,
but...

When frank called
this morning--

Frank?

Frank nesbit, um,
jeff's campaign manager.

How did your husband
sound last night?

What do you mean?

Did he seem troubled,
like there was something wrong?

No, he seemed happy.

It doesn't make
any sense.

He's a good man
and he's a good father,

And every day
he would go out there

And try to make this city
a better place every day.

And for him
to die like this...

Oh, no. What am i supposed
to tell my girls?

You okay?

Yeah. Why?

Can't be easy
breaking that kind of news.

Yeah, well...

Thanks for not
making it a joke.

Hey, i'm a wiseass,
not a jackass.

I didn't know
there was a difference.

So what's your
next move?

Last person to see him alive?
Establish a time line?

Grab a doughnut?
More really bad coffee?

This, um, female detective
of yours,

Exactly how much
will she be based on me?

Well, she's not too bright
and kind of slutty.

Right. So was that wiseass
or jackass?

Actually,
that was jackass.

No, honestly, you're not gonna have
anything to be embarrassed about.

She's gonna be...
she's gonna be really smart,

Very savvy,
haunting good looks,

Really good at her job...

And kind of slutty.

Castle--

I should really get that.

- Hello?
- Oh, sweetheart, i--

Whoa, mother, slow down.
What's wrong?

I just wanted to make sure
you were all right

Why wouldn't i
be all right?

No one is buying your book.

What are you talking about?

I am standing in the middle
of the bookstore,

And no one is
buying your book.

Okay. What are you doing
in a book store?

I was hungry.
I-I came in for a pastry.

And there they were,
all your books,

Just... sitting there.

Well, they only just went
on sale two hours ago.

What did you expect,
a line out the door?

There was one for
the last harry potter.

Yes, well, uh, derrick storm
is not harry potter.

Clearly.

No one's bought one?

Hang on, kiddo.
Hang on.

No.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I don't care
if it was free.

Even if you pay me, i'm still
not gonna take that rug.

You're telling me you lived
in new york your whole life,

And you never scored
a piece of roadkill?

"Roadkill"?

It's an accepted practice,
bro.

When you're done
with your old stuff,

You leave it on the street
for those less fortunate--

Artists, students,
former hedge fund managers.

It's trickle-Down economics
at its finest.

Yeah, well, I prefer not to be
trickled on.

You know
that red couch i have,

The one you like so much?

Don't you say it, bro.

54th and Lex.

That's gross.

Gross.

We are never playing
madden at your place again.

- Detective?
- Yeah?

You just got in there.

Aw, jeez.

Jeffrey horn.

Nice work, Scott.

Yeah. Okay. No, run l.U.D.S
on his phone.

See if he talked to anyone
other than his wife.

They found the wallet.
Money and credit cards were gone.

Anything from the neighbors?

The usual--Wailing cats,
loud tvs, car alarms.

No shots, though,
and no blood spatter.

A real robber would have left the wallet
where he killed the guy,

Not where he moved him.

It's a sloppy cover-up,
but it does tell us one thing

This was premeditated.

Excuse me.
Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD.

We're looking
for Frank Nesbit.

Horn's campaign manager?
Thank you.

Ryan, could you
give us a minute?

We've, uh, called in
grief counselors for the kids.

I know it's a clich

But he meant a lot
to all of us.

Well, it sounds like he was
more than just a candidate.

We were friends.
We wanted to change the world.

Were you with him last night?

Yeah, until about,
uh, i don't know, 11:00.

I offered to share a taxi,
but he wanted to walk.

Where was the fund-Raiser?

Marconi's--
83rd, off broadway.

That's just a dozen blocks
from here.

Yeah.

Mr. Horn's body was
found all the way downtown.

Did he have any enemies?

Well, he was a politician.

What about his opponent?

It's hard to imagine jason bollinger
doing something like this.

He is 8 points up
in the polls.

Did Horn or the campaign
receive any threats recently?

Just your usual crackpots.
Nothing special,

Unless you count hate mail
from calvin creason.

Creason the hotel
and club owner?

Owns, uh, axium
and the soho majestic.

Even ran club tasty
back in the day.

There was this one time...

Story for another time.

What did horn do,
crack down on the ecstasy dealers?

Creason bought that old
meat packing warehouse

On the lower east side.

He wanted to turn it
into his next hip hot spot--

300 rooms, sake bar,
nightclub.

Neighbors didn't want a bunch of
drunken b&ters running through the street,

So horn killed it
in committee.

Leaving Creason with millions of dollars
of now worthless real estate.

Creason had a beef with horn.
It doesn't mean he killed him.

Doesn't mean he didn't.
Excuse me.

Want to know what i did when
i found out that he was dead?

I ordered myself a nice,
cold bottle of cris'

And toasted the sweetness
of the universe, okay?

That's pretty callous, Mr Creason.

Listen, what do i care?
What do i care?

This guy was such a putz,
acting like another hotel going up,

That was gonna be
the end of the world.

Do you have any idea what one of
my properties does for the local economy?

This city should be paying me,
not stopping me.

So I guess we could say you had motive

Who the hell is he?
You a cop?

- I say we arrest him.
- Castle--

For wh--Please!
You got nothing here.

If i was gonna
go around killing everybody

That ever got in my way,
there would be bodies

Stacked higher
than the chrysler building.

I don't need to kill anyone
to bury them.

Where were you
last night?

- I was at my club in soho.
- Anybody see you?

Detective, when i go out,
everybody sees me.

Thank you very much,
mr. Creason.

Sure.

I want to take a shower.

- Where to next?
- To check his alibi.

Actually, that may
not be necessary.

Why not?

Castle, what are you doing?

Promise not to hate me.

- I already hate you.
- Fair enough.

This morning with the body,
i took a couple of pictures.

You took photos
of my crime scene?

Before you get mad,

I e-Mailed a couple of them
to a friend of mine.

You e-Mailed them
to a friend.

Well, not exactly a friend.
She's my interior decorator.

But then we slept together,

So i don't really know
what she is now.

What the hell were you thinking?

I know, right?
You work together,

You think it'll be fun, but then
it always makes things weird.

It's a real cautionary tale.

I'm talking about
the photographs of the body.

What? No! I didn't send her
pictures of the body.

I sent her pictures
of the rug.

I thought maybe
she might be able

To tell me where it came from,
and guess what. She did.

That's the rug.

That's the same rug.

Don't gloat, okay?

'Cause it's
really unattractive.

Now can we arrest him?

I feel you, man.

Yeah, okay.

He didn't arrive at the club
until after midnight.

So what do we do now,
wait for his lawyer to show up?

Actually, we follow other leads.
It's something that we call "working."

Other leads?
Good.

Since we both know
he didn't do it.

Creason? What makes you
think he didn't do it?

Isn't it obvious?
All the evidence points to him.

And that somehow
makes him not guilty?

He's totally
the red herring.

The red herring.

An innocent character
who appears guilty.

I know what
a red herring is, castle.

It's a literary device
used in literature.

In real life,
we don't dismiss a suspect

Just because
he appears too guilty.

Besides, i thought
you wanted to arrest him.

Yeah, because he's a tool,
not because he's guilty.

The guy's a multimillionaire.

He's not gonna be dumb enough to wrap
a dead body up in his own rug.

It doesn't matter.

Those rugs were custom designed
for creason's hotel,

So we know he's connected.

- Hey, esposito?
- Yeah?

See what you can find
on that rug--

If one went missing, what room it's from
and maybe who had access.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Road trip.

You're very good
at bossing men around.

I've noticed.

You're telling me that
it's just a coincidence

That a man whose murder you
celebrated by drinking champagne

Was found wrapped
in a rug from your hotel?

There are identical rugs
in every room of the axium.

You can't expect my client to
be responsible for their whereabouts.

Sure i can, until a jury
tells me otherwise.

You are wasting my time.

Detective, look,
i told you exactly

What i was doing last night.

Right, you were at the club.

They said that you made
quite the entrance,

A supermodel on each arm.

Yeah, you know,
the last time i checked,

That's not a crime,
is it?

No, but you know what it is?
Memorable.

Witnesses don't place you
at the club until 1:00 in the morning,

And horn was murdered
somewhere between 11:00 and 12:00.

Here it comes. And...

So where were you between
11:00 and 12:00, mr. Creason?

Boo-Yah!

I was asleep.

Asleep? You are lame!

You are so lame!
You're a lamey mclamester!

You're so l-L-Lame!

It's a well-Known fact
that mr. Creason sleeps

From 6:00 p.M. To midnight
in order to maintain

A late-Night presence
at his clubs.

Did anyone witness you
sleeping between the hours

Of 11:00 and 12:00
last night, mr. Creason?

- Creason--
- Hold on one sec.

No.

So you had motive
and opportunity.

Wait, wait, wait.
Hold on one sec. Hold on.

I didn't kill him.
I had no reason to.

He was in your way.

Yeah, but...
not for long.

I knew he was gonna
lose the election, okay?

So i didn't have to kill him.
All i had to do was wait.

You couldn't be sure that he
was gonna lose the election.

Yes, actually,
i could.

What do you know
about jason bollinger,

Horn's opponent in the race?

Is the statement ready?

Mike's still working on it.

Well, tell mike that "the ledger" web site
updates in 20 minutes,

And i want my quote of outrage
and sympathy in the damn article.

Sorry, it's been all hands
on deck since we found out.

If you don't handle these things
right, you get crucified.

Mr. Bollinger, i was--

Mr. Bollinger's my father.
Call me Jason.

Okay, Jason.

How well do you know Calvin Creason?

Ah, he threw me a couple fund-Raisers.
We met a few times. Why?

Well, he seems to think that you
have some information on horn,

Something that would
guarantee you the election.

- Castle.
- Sorry.

Come on.

Opposition research?

Conducted by a licensed
private investigator.

Listen, i want to stress that everything
we did was completely vetted by our lawyers.

None of it was illegal.

We were just trying to determine

If the councilman had any
significant vulnerabilities.

And you found some.

Oh, yes.

Look, politics is politics,
but i'm not a bad guy.

I figured as long
as i was ahead in the polls,

There was no reason
to use it.

That's councilman horn?

And that is not his wife.

I gotta hand it
to councilman horny.

He is incredibly flexible
for a guy his age.

Look at that.
You ever do that?

Would you put those away?

I'm just saying, he's gotta do
yoga or pilates or something.

Why is it always the family value guys
that get caught with their pants down?

Because the universe
loves irony,

And because most people
are hypocrites.

And what was
that girl thinking,

That he would leave his wife
and kids for her?

That is soexist.

How is that so sexist?

You assume that just
because she's a woman

That she was after
a relationship.

Did you ever think maybe
she was in it for the sex?

Yes, i did.
And then i saw him.

What was it that turned you off,
that he was wearing a rug?

Too soon?

I just hope that
the p.I. Can help us.

Beckett.

Yo. So the rug
is a dead end.

According to housekeeping,

They dumped a couple dozen
of 'em last week.

Half of 'em went
into the dumpsters.

Half of 'em were donated
to thrift shops.

Creason's clientele is known
for being hard on rooms.

What? Dude, dude,
not cool! Not cool!

So you have my card.

Uh, my personal cell number's
on the back.

If you have
any more information...

Are you sure
i can't tempt you?

No thanks, mr. Kirby.
I'm on duty.

It never stopped me.

You were on the job?

20 years out of the 134.

Of course, back then we had
other cops as partners,

Not second-Rate novelists.

Yeah, don't get me started.

Excuse me.
Second-Rate?

"Hot lead poured out
of cold steel"? Come on.

It's not exactly shakespeare.
Will you put that down?

How long were you working
for the bollinger campaign, mr. Kirby?

Oh, a couple weeks,
but it was a fun one.

Mr. Family values tells his wife
he's gonna work late,

Probably crash at the office.

20 minutes later, he is...

Polling his constituency.

And what about the girl?

From what i could see,
she was worth every cent.

She was a pro?

You don't think
with a body like that

She's gonna swoon over
his stump speeches, do you?

Makes you wonder what else he
had a taste for.

And what it led to.

Do you have an address?

Strictly outcall.

You know, whores used to
have street corners...

And now they have
web sites.

Damn! Those are some seriously
fine 5-Star, class "b" misdemeanors.

Dude, between you and me,
you ever pay for it?

Are you counting
my marriages?

Wait, wait. Stop.
That's the girl in the photos.

Look at her.
If i had your money

This isn't pho sex, ryan.

You don't just pay for
the two minutes that you used.

The 800 number is registered to
a p.O. Box from out of state.

We're gonna have to get cyber to
track down the i.P. See where it's hosted.

Well, what if the i.P.'S
out of state, too?

We just coordinate
with the local P.Ds.

If they wanna cooperate.

Sites like these are designed
to evade authorities.

We'll get there.
Just take us some time.

Or you could just do it
the easy way.

V.I.P. Liaisons.

Castle, what are you doing?

Hi. My name's richard.

I'm a very generous man looking to
arrange a very special date with tiffany.

Please give me a call
on my phone,

Which is 347-555-2079.
Thank you.

Castle, you can't just call
and arrange a date with a prostitute.

Why not?

- Because we're the police.
- No, no, no. You're the police.

I'm just a lonely, upscale
gentleman looking for a date.

Bet i find her first.

Hey, there a rick castle here?

Right here.

Where do you want it,
boss?

Straight through there.

Castle?

- You are gonna love this.
- No, i'm pretty sure i won't.

Guys, guys, guys.

Yeah, just put it
right over there. Perfect.

Lift with your knees, man.
Stay here for one second, would you?

Because you guys have been
so wonderfully hospitable to me,

I just want
to return the favor.

And because your coffee
is basically crap,

I got you...
an espresso machine.

How cool is that?

I think my phone's ringing.

I don't know
how to put this together.

That's part of the delivery,
right? Excellent.

I don't get it.

If creason didn't do it,
then how does the rug fit in?

Killer probably heard about
the feud between the two of them

And tried to shift suspicion,
which is stupid,

Because without the rug, it would've just
looked like a mugging gone wrong.

So by trying to look smart,
they're actually being stupid.

I think you just described
the human condition.

Speaking of the human condition.

How's it going
with detective Beckett?

What do you mean?

Oh, come on, dad, you are
basing a character off her.

And you always say you have to
love your characters.

Well, she is a character.

But, uh, it's just research,
nothing more.

Yeah, i'm sure.

Well... found out why
your books aren't selling.

Listen to this review.

"His work has become
so hackneyed, so clich

"That we wonder if mr. Castle
has anything new to say.

It appears the magic, if there
ever was any, is long gone."

Oh, darling, i know it's awful.
It's awful. I'm sorry.

Daggers to the heart.

"The syracuse times-Reader"?

But don't you worry.

I am going to write them
a piece of my mind.

And whcares if they say
the magic is gone?

Harper lee only wrote one book.
You've written dozens.

Of course hers was literature,
but still, i...

How long do you think
it took her to find that review?

- Probably all afternoon.
- Yeah, yeah.

Oh, come on. You know she
does it out of love, right?

I mean, she thinks it's
her job to keep you grounded.

I certainly feel ground.

You have the bridge,
number one.

- Hello.
- Is this richard?

Yes, it is.
Who's this?

It's tiffany.
You called me for a date?

Yes, i did, tiffany,
and i am so glad you called.

Just out of curiosity,
what are you wearing right now?

Hey.

Damn, girl,
you scared me.

Lanie, you're surrounded
by corpses.

Yeah, i don't expect
the living after 7:00.

Funny, neither do i.

I'm an m.E.
What's your excuse?

- Oh, don't be mean.
- You deserve it.

Getting a drink
with me after work

Instead of getting your freak on
with writer boy?

What? He is annoying, self-Centered,
egotistical and completely--

Fun.

And take it from me,
girlfriend, you need some fun.

I mean,
how bad can he be?

Beckett.

Guess who's got a date
with a prostitute.

Richard? I'm tiffany.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, tiffany. Please.

Wow. A gentleman.

We're a dying breed.

Well, then it's lucky
I found you.

Actually, it's lucky we found you.

Detective Kate Beckett.

We need to ask you
some questions

Regarding your relationship
with councilman jeff horn.

Sorry.

He was one of my regulars,

But i swear i had
nothing to do with his death.

How often did you see
councilman horn?

Once, maybe twice a week.

At first
he just wanted to talk.

Right.
He paid you just to talk.

Detective, most men come to me
because they're lonely,

Because the people in their
lives don't listen anymore.

The sex is just a way for them
to feel connected again.

Okay, when was the last time that
you and councilman horn connected?

A couple of weeks ago.
He came to me hysterical.

He said that
he couldn't see me anymore.

What happened?
His wife found out?

No, someone else.

He said that
he was being blackmailed.

- Someone had photos of us.
- Who?

He didn't know.
At first, he thought it was me.

He got upset,
and then he panicked.

He thought that
i had told my friends.

And did you?

It may surprise you, detective,
but i have dreams of my own.

Look,
this just pays the bills.

If our relationship
ever went public,

He's not the only one
that would be ruined.

You said he panicked.

Yeah, he was desperate
to find out who was behind it.

He wanted to cut a deal.

He said that he couldn't keep making payoffs
without the campaign finding out.

Politics,
escorts and blackmail?

This just
keeps gettin' better.

The councilman was looking
for his blackmailer.

What if he found him?

He gets violent.
The blackmailer responds.

Then tries covering what he's
done by implicating creason.

So all you need to do
is find your blackmailer.

That's impossible. I kept those
photos under lock and key.

No offense, jason,
but your desk isn't exactly Fort Knox.

If somebody knew about them,

They wouldn't be
difficult to get.

Do you know how many people are getting
in and out of this office?

No, but I would like a list.

Now wait a minute.

You intend on opening up
an investigation on my campaign

With two weeks left
in the election?

What are you trying to do,
cost me the race?

What are you worried about?
You're running unopposed.

Not anymore.

Laurie horn announced that she's
running gor her husband's seat.

Yesterday i had
an 8-Point lead.

With the sympathy bump,
by tonight we'll be tied.

...that we cannot let
our personal tragedy

Stand in the way
of my husband's vision

For the future of new york.

Irony is, that if i
release those photos now,

The people will love her
even more.

At least 300 people had access
to those photos.

Are you planning
on questioning all of them?

No, they're just for reference.

Horn was worried
he couldn't keep paying

Without the campaign
finding out.

So?

So if the money was coming
from the campaign,

Then there is bound
to be a trail.

Blackmail.

We believe he may have been
making payoffs through the campaign.

I've known jeff
for years.

He's a good man,
a family man.

You had no idea?

None.
If this gets out...

Mr. Nesbit, if he used
campaign funds to make payments,

Then we should be able to trace
them back to the blackmailer,

But we need access
to your campaign ledgers.

Of course. I'll--
I'll get you a disc.

Look, dective...

What he did was wrong.
I'm--I'm not... excusing it.

But if you release those photos,
you'll be doing irreparable harm

To all the good he did
in this city,

Not to mention causing
immeasurable pain to his family.

These photos are evidence
in a murder investigation.

We have no intention
of releasing them.

Well, thank god for that.

But you should be aware that,
one way or another,

These sorts of things inevitably
see the light of day.

Oh, you got something
againsfoamy richness?

Yeah.
It annoys me.

Detective Beckett.

We cross-Referenced
horn's campaign payouts

To the volunteers and employees
at bollinger's office.

And?

There were a series of off-Book
payments totaling 30 grand

Routed bank-To-Bank with no payee,
just an account number.

Were you able to track down
the accounts?

Oh, yeah,
it's, uh, Bruce Kirby.

That p.I.
That took the pictures?

He is your blackmailer.

Did you run him up?

Of course.
A real peach.

Lost his badge
for excessive force,

On probation
for criminal intimidation.

And he has a registration
for a.38.

The same caliber
that killed councilman horn.

Oh, that's good.

- That's the stuff.
- Yeah.

- It's good, man.
- Flavor country.

Well, I figured I got the photos,

The gutless punk
isn't gonna use 'em.

Why the hell shouldn't I?

Because it's illegal?

Hey, i'm not the one that was dipping
my churro in sugar nearly half my age.

The guy had it coming.

Except he found you out.
He came after you.

Yeah?

So what happened, kirby?

He lose his cool,
he get violent?

What? No.

You put a round in his head
and tried to pin it on creason.

Sherlock,
i didn't kill him.

He was coming
to meet with me,

Yes, with a proposition.

He wanted to know what it would take
to make it all go away forever.

What did you tell him?

Well, i thought,
what the hell? $250,000.

I never thought he'd say yes.
He did, he got the money.

The night he was killed,

He was coming
to meet me with it.

He never showed.

What do you think?

Waiting to receive
a blackmail payoff from the vic?

My 3-Year-Old son could come up
with a better story than that.

It's so bad,
it might be true.

Yeah, well, we got a team
for the weapon.

Book him on the blackmail till
we see what the search turns up.

In the meantime,
follow the money.

If this bozo is telling
the truth--

Then horn had a quarter million
when he was killed.

Yeah, so where's
the money?

And where does an underpaid public servant
get it from in the first place?

Well, he'd go
where all politicians go--

To people who like him,

People who
gave him money before.

Hey. Hey!

Can i go home now?

What happened to jeff horn
was a tragedy...

Not just for his family,
but for l of us he served.

And even though
violence stole his life,

His wife is here
with us today,

Refusing to let violence steal
his dream of a better new york.

Ladies and gentlemen,
laurie horn.

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

We all know it should be my husband
speaking with you today.

It shoulbe his calming voice,
not mine, that you hear.

This is a city council race,
not the u.S. Senate.

We rely on thousands
of small donations,

Not a few big ones.

Well, some of them
must have deep pockets.

Well, the depth of those pockets
is limited by the law.

And if it wasn't
limited by law,

Did horn have any supporters that
would be willing to go the extra mile?

Detective...
with all due respect,

There's no way in hell i'm helping you start
a witch hunt against our top supporters.

Now you want to go through
our campaign contributors?

Fine. That's a matter
of public record.

But anything else,
and you're on your own.

- Over this way!
- Thank you. Yes.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Finished your homework?
- Yeah.

- You wanna finish mine?
- Well, that depends.

How much are you offering
to pay me?

Oh, i taught you well.

Gina called.

She wanted me to remind you
about the reading and book signing

At broadway books
tomorrow night.

Well, that was nice of her.

Yeah, and if you don't show,
she will...

"Drip honey on your eyeballs
and let loose a hundred fire ants."

Okay. What's worse--

A hundred fire ants
on your eyeballs

Or reading to a crowd...

"Prose so bad it sent me
screaming out into the snow"?

You know, if you really want
to feel sorry for yourself,

You should read the review
in "the ledger."

Really? What's that damn liberal
elite media saying about me now?

"Richard castle's
stirring finale

"Reminds us what good
pulp fiction is all about.

"It makes us desire a world
of startling imperfection

"So we can rise above
and become the heroes

We always imagined
ourselves to be."

It used to be
such a good paper.

To see it fallen so far,
it's sad, really.

Shut up.

I'm proud of you.

Well, you remember that next time i sing
the peanut butter song in front of your friends.

Have you caught
the killer yet?

No.

Hey, if you were
in a lot of trouble

And you needed a quarter
of a million dollars,

Where would you get it?

I'd just ask you.

- Good night.
- Good night.

I'd just ask you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

There's something
i need to show you.

I found this in the archives
from his first run for office.

See, horn wasn't wealthy,
but his wife came from money.

She tapped into her family trust
to finance his first campaign.

All this time we thought that
horn was hiding his affair from his wife.

Yeah, but what if she knew
about the affair?

At if he got
the blackmail money from her?

Yes, ma'am.

Account number
737-88103. Thanks.

According to the administrator
of the family trust,

Mrs. Horn marketed about $300,000 worth
of stocks last week.

She knew.

Bank records indicate the funds were
withdrawn two days before the exchange.

Her husband's killed,
$250,000 goes missing,

She doesn't say a word?

Of course i didn't say a word.
It's none of your damn business.

Despite the fact that it could have had significant
bearing on your husband's murder?

I have a family,
detective Beckett.

Their father is dead.

What use is dragging their names
through the mud,

Providing fodder for
late-Night comedians?

When did you know?

The trust called
to confirm the stock sale.

My wonderful husband forged
my signature on the papers,

Thinking i would be
too stupid to notice,

And when i confronted him,

He claimed he needed the money
for tax reasons,

Reasons that
i wouldn't understand.

But i understood,
all right.

Everything that i wanted,

Everything
that i wanted us to be,

And he can't keep
his fly zipped.

So what did you
decide to do?

Well, between public humiliation
and blackmail,

I chose blackmail,

And i told him
make it go away.

So what do you think
happened that night?

I don't know.

Okay. So that night,
when he called,

What did he actually say?

That he had the money, that he
was going to meet the guy,

And that was the last thing
he said to me.

And god knows
what happened after that.

And you're sure
that he had the money?

Yes. Why?

Because we found it
at your house.

My house.

The search warrant
was served this morning.

Your housekeeper
was very cooperative.

If your husband had the money
when he was killed,

How did it get back
to your house?

You were more than angry,
weren't you?

You were outraged.

He didn't just betray you,
he humiliated you.

And everyone
was going to know,

And so y just decided to...
make it go away.

You see those wives
in the inevitable press conference,

Standing stone-Faced
next to their men,

And you think,
how do they do that?

How do they
just stand there?

How do they watch as their whole world
melts into a spotlight of shame?

And so you killed him.

N-No. N-No.
I-I was home.

You called your husband
at 11:00 p.M. What did you say?

I-I-I was with my daughters.

Conspiracy to commit murder
is the same as murder,

Whether you were there
or not.

Are you ready to deal?

It was my job
to make the call.

I was supposed to tell him
that the blackmailer changed the meet.

I was supposed to tell him
where to go--

Down by the underpass
where no one would see.

He had it all arranged,

Even that rug
for his body.

All i had to do
was make a call.

He said he would make
everything le it was.

He said he would make it
look like soone else did it.

He said
no one would ever know.

Mrs. Horn...

Laurie,
i need to know who.

It's not supposed
to be like this.

We were friends...

And we were gonna
change the world.

Frank nesbit,you are under arrest
for the murder of jeff horn.

What?
That's ridiculous.

Mrs. Horn doesn't think so.
Cuff him.

Mr. Nesbit, you have the right
to remain silent. Any--

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Stop running, bro.
The campaign's over.

Ooh. Yes.

I wasn't quite finished
back there, mr. Nesbit.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

After we found the weapon
in nesbit's office,

He made a full confession.

He got horn
to call her husband

And get him
down to the overpass,

And then he took care
of the rest.

Politics was nesbit's life.

He figured if the scandal broke,
his career would be over,

And he'd be damaged goods.

The sad thing is,
he was probably right.

So what happens
to the girls?

Horn had a sister upstate.

She's coming down tomorrow to pick 'em
up from social services.

Good.
And the rug?

A red herring.

Nesbit heard they were
dumping a bunch of 'em,

Figured it would keep us
off his trail.

Nice work.
Very impressive.

Oh, and, uh, you, too,
Beckett.

Sir?

Just yanking your chain,
detective.

Just yanking your chain.

Hello.

Hey, dad,
where are you?

Where am i
supposed to be?

Fire ants? Eyeballs?

Right. Uh, stall for me.
I'm on my way.

Oops!
Sorry. Sorry.

"She stood there
in stunned disbelief

"As the light
in his eyes dimmed.

"He reached out for her,
and she took his hand,

"Squeezing it
for the very last time.

"She felt her heart
stop a beat,

"And in that moment,

"She knew he was gone.

"Darkness fell
across the face of the city

"And across her face as well.

"Good, she thought,
as the wind gathered up her hair."

"No one..."

"Will see my tears."

Thank you. Uh...

Detective Beckett.

To what do i owe this
very unexpected pleasure?

Excuse me.
Thank you.

I just figured if you're
gonna bother me at my work,

I should bother you
at yours.

That was, um,
quite a reading.

Very, uh, moving.

Are--Are you
making fun of me?

"Good, she thought,

"As the wind
gathered up her hair.

No one will see my tears."

How does wind gather up hair?
I'm just curious.

Oh, you're telling me
how to do my job.

Irritating, isn't it?

Look at you.

Denise from "the ledger" says
you're going to be number one this week.

And look,
everyone is buying your book!

Now don't you feel silly
for believing all those reviews?

Yes.
Yes, i do.

Let's just hope
"nikki heat" does as well.

"Nikki heat"?

The character
he's basing on you.

- Nikki heat?
- Uh-Oh.

Can i talk to you
for a second?

Of course.

- Let him. Let him.
- I want to hear.

What kind of a name
is nikki heat?

A cop name.

It's a stripper name.

Well, i told you
she was kind of slutty.

Change it,
castle.

Wait. Hang on a second.
Think of the titles--

"Summer heat,"
"heat wave,"

"In heat."

Change the name.

- No.
- Yes.

- No.
- Change it.

- No.
- Castle.

- I'm not speaking--
- Sorry.

I have artistic integrity,
Beckett.

"Artistic integrity"?
Change the name, castle! Today.