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Hello.

Is anybody here?

Hello.

I came like you asked.

Hello.

In celebration of our
finally getting together

for dinner,

I have made...

a very special dessert.

Martha, that looks incredible.

It's to die for, literally.

I call it "Death by chocolate."

Now given your
baking experience,

- is that a prediction?
- Ha ha ha ha.

I take it cooking's not one
of your talents, Martha.

Well, not really.

I sort of save my
creative energy

to perfect a more
worthy craft--acting.

And what about you, Jim?

How's the law treating you?

Uh, good.
I've got a class action lawsuit

that's, uh, keeping
me pretty busy.

Nice.

Oh, well, I hope you find
time to cut loose, Jim,

and just do something fun.

Oh, of course.

I-I try to take in
a baseball game

every now and again.

Ooh, Lord.

Baseball.

Isn't that dreadfully dull?

Well, it requires

a certain patience.

A certain lack of
pulse, you mean.

I think, uh,

what my dad responds to
is the game's nuance.

Oh, well, yes, of course.
It has its merits.

Yeah, I think my
mother just means

it's not exactly, uh,

action-packed.

Right, but that would

depend on how you
look at it, right?

Yeah, I mean I suppose
it does appeal

to the more... serious,

more...

discerning crowd.

Jim...

What exactly does that mean?

Just that actors,
by their nature,

aren't the most serious
people in the world, right?

Oh, is that so?

So you think I'm not
a serious person?

How about if we dive
in to this dessert?

Because honestly, that
whole death thing...

is sounding pretty
good right now.

There's been a murder downtown.

Close enough.

I'm so sorry that
we have to run.

You two be careful.

Yeah, you guys, too.

I'm just saying, there
have been worse dinners.

Like what?

Well, the dining scene from
"Alien" comes to mind.

Honestly, a creature bursting
out of my dad's chest

might have lightened the mood.

I guess we should've
expected it.

They come from such
different worlds.

Yeah, well, your mom should've
been more sensitive to that.

Wait. What?

Thanks.

Ooh. You look nice.

Lipstick, huh?
Date night?

No, dinner with her
dad and my mom.

Wow. Already?
How'd that go?

Okay.
Well, speaking of fathers,

we have one right over here.

Father Joe McMurtry, 52.

Real estate lady showed up
to show the property...

And found religion instead.

So... do we know

what our victim was doing
in an abandoned building?

Not yet.

And he's a long way from home.
His parish is uptown.

Time of death?

Between 7:00
and 10:00 last night.

Likely cause of death,
three to the chest.

That's a tight grouping.
Killer's a marksman.

Careful, too. He picked up
all the spent shell casings.

Security cams?

None of 'em are pointing
at this building.

Well, this looks like
the work of a pro.

Someone had a priest
assassinated?

It's like a Vatican conspiracy.

Ah, it's "The DaVinci Code."

Or not.

So why don't we look
into McMurtry's life

and see if anyone had motive?

A nun is meeting us downtown.
She worked closely with him.

So she might be able
to shed some light.

Thanks.
Yeah. We got it.

So, uh...

Unis on the canvass got a
hit on Chumson's Tavern.

Bartender there--

Jerry Jenkins-- says he
knows about the murder

but he'll only speak
to a detective.

Okay, Castle and I
will talk to him.

You guys chat with the nun.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a second.

We're interviewing a nun?

Yeah, and I'm gonna
be the good cop.

You're gonna be the bad cop, so...

Ah.

I asked for a detective
seeing as how my customers

tend to get scared away
by uniformed cops.

Jerry, what do you
know about the murder?

Last night this guy
wanders in--Leo.

Says he heard shots
on the corner of 5th,

then he seen some guy hustling
out of the building there.

Then today,

I hear some priest got popped.

So this Leo was a witness.

Any idea where Leo is now?

He got pretty lit,

so I loaded him in a
cab and sent him home

up in the Bronx.

Do you remember the address?

Sure.

9245 223rd Street.

- Right this way.
- Oh, okay.

A nun walks into a precinct...

It's like the beginnings
of a bad joke.

Want to borrow a
comb or something?

Shut up.

You know what this
reminds me of?

Watching one of those
body-switching movies,

where the guy looks
like a grown man,

but he's actually 12.

Hey, let me tell you something--

Catholic school is like combat.

Unless you've been
there, you don't know.

Uh, I have been
there-- in combat--

and it's way worse
than some old lady.

This is a dark day.

Father McMurtry was
such a caring man,

so devoted to his parishioners,

his community.

That he should meet such a fate...

Sister Mary, we have a
few questions for you

about Father McMurtry.

That is, if you're up
for it, sister Mary.

I can tell you anything you
need to know about the father,

including who murdered him.

You know who killed him?

Isn't that what I just said?

I was afraid

their friendship
would end badly.

But the father was so trusting,

always trying to
save lost souls,

even souls as black
as that man's.

What man, sister Mary?

Michael Dolan.

This is Mickey
Dolan-- the mobster,

the enforcer for the
O'Reilly family?

The very same.

He and Dolan grew up together.

I-I tried to warn him,

but he always believed

he could set Mr. Dolan
on a better path.

He died believing it.

If they were friends,

why do you think that
Dolan killed him?

They had a terrible fight

outside the church two days ago.

I don't know what it was about,

but the father was
very upset afterwards.

Very upset.

Well, a fight alone
doesn't prove--

I wasn't finished.

Of course. I'm--I'm sorry.

As I was about to say,

last night at 6:00,

the father got a call and
left in the middle of mass.

He told me the call
was about Dolan.

Ah, the priest and the mobster.

It's a classic story.

Friends since childhood.
One takes a higher calling

while the other follows a
path to crime and murder.

Well, if this witness
can ID Dolan,

then his path is gonna lead
straight to state prison.

I still think we should've
taken the subway.

It's kind of dangerous
to park up here.

It's gonna be fine.

What exactly did
you mean earlier

when you said my mother
could be more considerate?

I just--I meant that

I wished that you
would've asked her

to stop criticizing my dad.

She was just
expressing an opinion

in much the same way
your father was

when he basically called
my mom flighty and stupid.

My dad never said that, Castle.

You know what?
Just drop it.

Fine.

You know, to be fair,

she was just commenting
about his pastime,

while he was insulting her.

Castle, watch it.

What?
There's a big difference--

Don't.

Drop it.

Toss your phones and wallet.

All right.

You guys are making
a big mistake.

I'm a cop.

They must be after Leo.

We should call the boss.

Oh, the--the boss
as in Mickey Dolan?

We know about McMurtry.

Just walk away while
you got a chance.

You're not getting that witness.

Hey, what's all the
noise out here?

Sorry!
Sorry. I'm sorry.

Wait. Who are you?

- NYPD.
- Open up!

- Open up now!
- These locks won't hold.

Open up!

Castle, bring that over.
We gotta block the door.

- Little help?
- Yeah.

- It's dead.
- They must have cut the line.

What is this?
What the hell is going on?

We're here to save you.

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Just give us the guy
and we won't hurt you!

Somehow I don't believe him.

- What guy? Am I the guy?
- Yeah, you're the guy.

- Ohh.
- Open up!

What do they want with me?

That guy you saw holding a gun?

Well, he killed somebody,
and you're the witness.

A witness they want
to get rid of.

Okay, this is not good.
Not good.

H-how do they even
know what I saw?

The same way we do.
You ran your mouth off at a bar.

But it was--it was dark.

I mean, I didn't even
really see that much.

As far as they're concerned,
you saw enough.

Oh, God.
We-- we gotta get outta here.

Do you think?

Come on, guys.
It's not going to take

- Dolan's boys long to get through that door.
- You better open up!

I'm sorry. Dolan?
As in Mickey Dolan, the--the mobster?

Oh, God. We're gonna end
up floating in the river

with cement shoes on.

Yes, well, technically,
if you have cement shoes,

- you're not gonna be floating.
- What?

- What?
- You're right. That's not helping.

Let's go.

Dude, where's your car?

- Where's my car?
- Where's your car?

It was right here.

You parked here?
Are you kidding me?

Don't you see this neighborhood?

Don't.

Go. Go, go, go, go, go!

Get the car.

So the nun was right.

Father McMurtry did fight
with Mickey Dolan.

Surveillance cam footage
outside the church

backs sister Mary's story.

Not that I'd ever doubt a nun.

What about the
phone call McMurtry got?

You trace it to Dolan?

Yeah, it was made
from a pay phone.

The guy spent 20 years

rising through the ranks
of the Irish mob.

Not surprising he'd
cover his tracks.

Dolan and his kill squad

are as smart as
they are ruthless.

And as the enforcer for
the O'Reilly family,

he's the prime suspect
in dozens of hits.

Only we've never been able
to make a case against him.

Yo.

Unis came back from
Dolan's apartment.

Looks like he hasn't
been there in a while.

Does the Organized Crime
Task Force know where he is?

They say that he's
been off their radar

the past few days.

Word is, there's
something big going on--

maybe a turf war

or a power struggle within
the O'Reilly family.

There may be bloodshed,

so they figure that
Dolan went underground.

The guy took out a priest.
We can't just let him disappear.

No, no, even if we
knew where he was,

we don't have enough
to charge him.

Shoot Beckett Dolan's mug shot.

See if their witness
can ID him.

Yeah, we're on it.

Is it them?

Yeah, that's them.

Well, our night has
officially been trashed.

Hurry, Castle.
The pay phone, before they get back.

I can't believe they
still have these things.

All right, does anybody have a--

A dollar?
Are you kidding me?

You don't need coins
to call 9-1...

We gotta keep moving.

Oh, great.
That's just great.

We're stuck in the outer borough

with two mobsters
trying to kill us

and no means of contacting
the outside world.

Leo, would you just relax, okay?

We just gotta find a phone.

Are there any 24-hour
businesses around here?

No, not that I know of.

Maybe we could borrow
a cell from someone.

Yeah, from who?

Around here, no one's
out this time of night

- unless they have a death wish.
- Leo--

Oh, my God.
This is-- this is insane.

This kind of stuff
doesn't happen to me.

I'm a paper salesman.
I sell paper.

Leo, can you focus?

Yes.

You're gonna be okay.
We're all gonna be okay.

We just have to
contact my precinct.

Yeah. How?

I think I know.

Captain.

We got a problem.

Okay. What's your problem?

We tried to send
Dolan's mug shot,

but we can't reach
Beckett or Castle.

We called their phones,
Beckett's radio,

even called Castle's mom.

Did you ping her cruiser?

Yeah, GPS shows it's heading
down the Jersey Turnpike.

Ryan, have troopers
intercept that car.

Oh, and, Esposito,

go to that witness' address,

find out what the
hell's going on.

Right on.

Castle, it's not working.

It will.
I'm disturbing the peace.

They'll have no choice but to--

offer me a beer.

Next time I won't miss.

You have any idea
what time it is?

Yes. Please,
we need your help.

Yeah, you gon' need
some help all right

if you don't stop buzzing.

So knock it off before
I do something.

Yeah, what are you gonna do,

call a cop?

Matter of fact, go ahead.

I'm not gonna stop
buzzing till you do.

Cops?
Cops don't come up here, Jack.

This hood, we're on our own.

You keep that up,

I'm-a come down there
and hurt you real bad.

So that's your big plan,

make more people
want to kill us?

No.

Let's go.

Yeah, keep on walking.

Maybe a fight will
bring the cops.

Sure. Yeah.

Or maybe the guys
that are chasing us?

Assuming we survive.

Hey, I'm trying to
get us out of this.

Castle, you're the
reason that we are

in this in the first place.

What?

The next time two thugs
are about to jump us

and I say, "Watch it," why
don't you just listen?

Maybe if you had listened
to me about the car--

Okay. Wow.
I'm picking up some tension here,

and I'm sensing it has

less to do with the two
maniacs chasing us

and more to do with
the two of you.

And seeing as
my life is in your hands--

You know what?
We're fine.

Some of us more than others.
What are you doing?

There's a cell phone in the car.

Oh, thank God.

And it's password protected.

Nice work.
The alarm brought those guys back.

Ryan.

Bro.

We got a problem.

Okay.
I don't think they saw us.

Yeah, they're not
gonna stop looking.

Maybe I should try
and talk to them.

Well, so I should what,
just--just stay here

and wait for them to find us?

Well, maybe that's
not the only option.

If I can figure out the
passcode for this phone,

we can use it.

So you're The Boy With
The Dragon Tattoo now?

There's, like, 10,000
possibilities.

Do you have a better idea?

Where's the nearest subway?

Now she wants to
take the subway.

The "C" train's
6 blocks from here.

Okay, so on weeknights
after midnight,

it runs every half-hour on the hour.
What time is it now?

1:20.

1:20. Okay.
So we're not gonna make the 1:30.

But we can make the 2:00.

We just sit tight
for ten minutes,

and then we'll
make a run for it.

The subway is not Amtrak.
There is no schedule.

Yes, there is.

I've lived here all my life.
There's no schedule.

I've lived here all
my life as well,

and there is, you just
don't know about it

because it doesn't
always run on time.

Which is the same thing
as not having a schedule.

So what happens-- we go
there, the train is late,

and then what, we're
sitting ducks?

We're sitting ducks now.

Okay, I'm starting to feel
like I might be safer outside.

Okay, fine.

Look, if I can't
figure out the code,

then we make a break
for the subway.

Fine.

I am so gonna die.

A tenant saw two guys
break down the door

and push into the apartment.

Sounds like Dolan sent
guys to get the witness,

and Castle and Beckett got
caught in the middle.

What about Beckett's
car, did you find it?

A trooper stopped Beckett's
cruiser on the turnpike.

Seems a couple of delinquents
took it for a joyride.

Well, it's likely Dolan's
people took them.

Or worse.

Well, I got unis
canvassing this building,

see if anybody knows anything.

Okay, coordinate with 'em
and then you get back here

ASAP.

Captain Gates?

Captain Gates.

What are you two
doing down here?

Well, after I got a call
from Detective Esposito,

I became very concerned,
so I checked in with--

I can't reach Katie.
What's the situation?

There's no cause for alarm.

It's just that we're
having trouble

pinpointing their
precise location.

Oh, please stop.
You are a terrible actress.

There is no way that
anyone would've called me

if they weren't really worried,

and I want to know
what is going on here.

Okay.

They went to
interview a witness,

and we lost contact.

But we're doing our
best to find them.

So I suggest you both go home

and I'll call you the
second I know more.

I am not leaving until I know

what has happened
to our children.

Neither am I.

All right, where is that...

fancy coffee machine that Richard
bought for the precinct,

over there?

The break room.

Okay. You want, uh...

I don't want to have
to tell those two

that I lost their kids.

Tell me you have
something on Dolan.

No, nothing on Dolan,

but I started looking
into his associates.

During the past week,
they've all split town.

It could have something
to do with this turf war,

but I was able to locate

one of Dolan's guys who's
still around--Colin Clark.

But he's flying to
Dublin tomorrow morning.

Then bring him in.

All right.

You see anything?

No.

But it doesn't mean that
they're not out there.

I got it.

You got it. How?

All I had to do is
get inside the mind

of the owner of the phone.

She drives a mini, right?

Tried that. Nada.

Look at the back of the case.
Hearts. Tried "Love."

Still no.

But look at the lock screen.

What?

The password's the cat's name.

- Exactly.
- Great. So what's the cat's name?

He doesn't know.

I don't know, but as soon
as we figure it out...

we're golden.

Castle, we're looking for
some real solutions.

And I'm offering them.

How, by focusing on a phone
that's never gonna--

♪ Hey, I just met you ♪

♪ and this is crazy ♪

You were saying?

♪ But here's my number ♪

And I don't need the
passcode to answer.

Hello, you godsend.
Thank God you called.

Hey, whoever you are, you
better bring my phone back.

Wait. This is your phone?

Yeah, I need that phone.

It's got all my
pictures of Lola on it,

- all my apps, all my music.
- Hey, hey, hey,

tell her to call 9-1-1 and
tell her where we are.

Okay, okay. Listen, listen,
we're in Leimart Park.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know
exactly where you are.

I used GPS to track you.

You d--you did?
Okay, good. Good.

Then, uh, then call 9-1-1.
We are in trouble.

Oh, yeah?
Well, damn right, you are,

especially if I get
my hands on you.

Tell her about the killer.

- Shh.
- What?

Kill her?
Are you threatening me?

N-no, no. Not kill her.
Killer. Killer.

We're being chased.

- We need you to call 9-1--
- Don't threaten me.

Hel-hel-hello?

Why'd you let her hang up?
We were so close.

Yes, I let her hang up.

Look, all is not lost.

She told me the passcode.

The cat's name is Lola.

Bingo. Who's the genius now?

Now all I need to do is--

No. No, no, no.

What, what, what, what?

She remotely disabled the phone.

Ohh.

Ugh.

You guys, there's a cab outside.

It's going slow enough.
I think we can catch it.

Ah.

Oh.

Hey!

Hey!

My ankle. My ankle.

Go. Go stop the cab. Stop the cab.
I got Leo. I got Leo.

Hey!

Seriously, man?
You are killing me.

Hey!

Oh!

Hey, hey, hey. "Off duty."

No, please.
This is an emergency.

I'm a police officer.

I'm the Sultan of Siam.

These are my loyal subjects.

No, no, you don't understand.
This isn't a joke.

We need your help.

You got trouble
written all over you.

I will give you $1,000
to get us into the city.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Let's see the money.

Well, I don't have it on me...

but I do have this lovely watch.

No! No, no, no, no.

It tells time underwater.

It tells time in three
different time zones!

And right now it's telling
me, it's time to go.

- Move! Come on. Move!
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Go. Go, go, go. Go, go.

Come on.

Come on!

Go!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Wait. Here. Come on.

Oh, man.

Ah! Ah!

- Shh.
- I'm sorry.

I hurt my ankle pretty badly.
I can't stand on it.

Shh. It's not gonna take

those guys very long to
figure out where we went.

Yeah, but if he can't stand,

it's gonna be hard to move.

Yes, even harder to run.

They gotta be here somewhere.

Colin Clark.

Quite a list of priors.

It says here you're a
suspected foot soldier

for the O'Reilly family.

I also like long
walks on the beach.

Your guys had no right
to bring me here.

I don't have time
for games, Colin.

Where is Mickey Dolan

and what did he do

with Detective Beckett
and Mr. Castle?

You can't keep me here.
You got nothin' on me.

Oh, I can hold you for 24 hours.

Your plane leaves in seven.

Are things about to get ugly
inside the O'Reilly clan?

Is that why you're so eager
to get out of dodge?

Oh, honey, I'm gonna let
you catch your flight.

Hell, I'll even drive
you to the airport.

But you will tell me
what I need to know.

You cops have no idea
what's about to go down,

what Dolan's really into.

I don't care what he's into.

I want him and I want my people.

You know what I want?

My lawyer.

He knows.

He knows where they are.

A few minutes alone in there,

I can get him to
talk about it, too.

What Dolan's really into?

So there's no
O'Reilly family feud.

That's basically
what he just said.

So why is everybody scrambling?

What does that matter?

Well, if we understand
what Dolan was into,

it might tell us
where to find him.

Where you going?

I want to see if tech

can lip-read that video of
him and Father McMurtry.

Let's find out what he
was talking about, huh?

They're still out there.

It doesn't look like
they know where we are,

but they'll figure
it out eventually.

Well, they are not
getting through here,

but the door to
the shop upstairs

opens from the other side.

Oh, great. So when they
figure out we're down here,

they can come through there.

- We'll be long gone by then.
- How? Okay?

I mean, we're even farther
from the subway now,

and I hurt my ankle.

I'll find something
to tape it up.

Screw tape.

Can you find another
ankle in these boxes?

Otherwise, I'm not
making it 8 blocks.

We might not have to.

This is a menu from a
24-hour Chinese restaurant

2 blocks from here.

If we can get there, we should
be able to get some help,

we just gotta wait for
this guy to leave.

Did you find some tape?

Yes, I did.

I also found

a box of tools and
a broken CB radio.

But I think I can
get it to work.

Great.
You have an engineering degree

or electronics experience?

No, but I've seen every
episode of "MacGyver."

What?

I didn't say anything.

No, you didn't have to.

Well, at least I'm offering
real-world solutions, Castle,

not TV ones.

Okay, I'm sorry.
What-- what's wrong with you two?

There are people outside
that want to kill us.

So what's the problem?

- There is no problem.
- No, there's a problem.

It's nothing.

Mm-hmm.

We had dinner with the
parents, and her dad--

My dad? More like your mom.

Oh. Oh, m--okay.

So you guys, you're
not just partners.

You're, uh...

partners.

I get it. Okay.

I've done over a thousand
hours of therapy,

granted, as a patient, but
I picked up a few things,

and I can tell you this much--

this, uh, thing, it's not
about your folks, okay?

That's just an excuse.

This fight...

it's about the two of you.

I doubt the NYPD
would appreciate

the hole I've been pacing
in their break room floor.

I thought I'd join you.

Oh. Brought you that.

Thank you.

Oh, it's awful.

It's fine. I just normally
take my coffee black.

Oh, well--

You know, simple, boring.

- Oh, no. You don't think I think you're...
- No, it's fine.

- boring?
- It's fine. It's fine.

I--look, that whole
dinner party thing was--

just seemed so absurd.

Baseball is--is--

It's fine.

Is--yes. It's--it's fine.

Jim...

I don't know how you do this.

You know, I thought I
would get used to this...

new part of Richard's life--

the constant danger and the
never knowing--and I--

but I really thought there
would come a moment,

just a moment,

when the worry would stop.

Katie's been doing this for
more than a decade now,

and I've...

I've had this clench in my gut

since the day they
handed her the shield.

She does say, she
always feels safest

when your son's
watching her back.

He says the same
thing about her.

Well...

At least wherever they are,

they have each other to lean on.

Ah! Mm.

What Leo said was crazy, right?

Yeah. Come on.

We're a couple of idiots
who can't remember

what we were fighting about.

So...

What were we fighting about?

I don't know.

Look, I do know that I just--

I wanted that dinner to go well,

and when it didn't...

You said "Different worlds."

What?

You said that they're
from different worlds

and that we should
just expect it.

And then I started
thinking about us.

You're, like, this world-famous,
best-selling author,

and I'm just this cop and...

and we're in this relationship

which makes absolutely
no sense on paper.

And sometimes, I just
start wondering...

Are we just kidding ourselves?

What if this bubble bursts?

What are we then?

Kate...

We're not our parents.
All right?

And--and when I said
two different worlds,

I didn't mean--

Heads up.

I'm passing a nasty
wreck on the BQE.

Hello. Hello. Can you hear me?

Maybe I'm not speaking
the right language.

Breaker, breaker,

I've got a Mama
Bear and two Joes

who need a ride back
to the bear cave.

I once had Derrick Storm
beat up a trucker.

- Someone's cutting in.
- Ah, it's just static.

H-hello. Do you copy?
Can you copy me?

The mic must be broken.

Hey, hey. The guy's gone.

This is gonna be our best chance

to make a run for the
Chinese restaurant.

Okay, I'll go.

No. We go together.

What, with his ankle?

And--and we can't
leave him alone.

And one of us has a better
chance of going unnoticed.

Castle, I'm the cop.

Which is why you should
stay with the witness.

Besides, it's him they
want dead, not me.

Thanks for the reminder.

Hey.

Don't worry.

I'll bring you
back a doggie bag.

All right. Just be...
inconspicuous.

Just an average white guy

walking in the Bronx,
middle of the night.

What could go wrong?

So we think we know

what Mickey and our victim
were fighting about.

Camera was too far away, so
tech couldn't read their lips,

but we found something else.

Look what happens right
after Mickey leaves.

Check out the guys in the car.

Those are federal agents.

Looks like McMurtry was
informing on Dolan to the feds.

Which explains why Mickey
Dolan wanted him dead.

And if the feds had
eyes on Dolan,

they may know where he is.

Chinese restaurant.

Chinese restaurant.

Something smells... delicious.

You don't want to do that.

I'm so sorry about
kicking you in the...

you know.

No hard feelings, right?

We're all good?

I mean, we're all... good?

Nervous?

No.

I'm, uh, I'm just trying
to send a message.

They can hear static
when I press the button,

so I thought I'd send
an SOS, but...

It's okay to be worried.

He's gonna be fine.

He's, um, he's smart and
he's resourceful, so...

Larger than life,
from another world.

How did you--

Please.
We're in a basement.

Sound carries. I heard.

That was a personal
conversation.

About how different you two are,

and that worries you, right?

I don't want to have this
discussion right now.

And those differences
that are so charming now,

they may end up just
pulling you apart.

Who are you, Dr. Phil?

No.

Just a guy that may die tonight

realizing that life's short.

Trust me.

Living your life for now

makes a lot more sense than
worrying about the future.

So where's Leo?

Leo who?

You're funny. I like that.

So I know the chick's a cop,

but you don't smell like NYPD.

So what's your
skin in this game?

I'm a--I'm a writer,

work with the police department.

Oh, yeah? What do you write?

Mystery novels.

Oh. I don't have the
patience for books.

But when I do read, I tend
to skip to the last page.

Well, that kind of spoils
the fun, don't you think?

Eh, maybe.

But I got damn good at
figuring out endings.

Like in the case of
our little story,

I'm pretty sure it's
only gonna end one way.

You're gonna tell me
where the hell that cop

has my witness.

You know what you're asking?

Why would I tell you
where they are?

I mean, I'm already dead.

Why would I let you
have them, too?

You play poker?

I... I've cashed in my
fair share of chips.

Me, too.

And I find the key is in
reading a man's bluff.

So let's test your
bluffing skills.

When we picked you up,

you were on your way for help.

Right?
That means Leo and the cop

are in a building
somewhere, laying low.

Now is that building
on the north side

or the south side of the street?

North.

That means south.

We picked you up on the
corner of 225th and Lex.

So they're within a
couple of blocks.

Are they on 227th?

226th?

224th?

Ah. 224th it is.

Go get 'em.

They're coming back.
What should we do?

Thank you for coming,
Agent Lucas.

- You made it sound urgent.
- It is urgent.

One of my detectives and
her colleague are missing.

I'm not sure how I can help you.

You can tell me where
to find Mickey Dolan.

I can't discuss the Dolan case.

That is not acceptable.
My people are out there,

and I don't even know if
they're dead or alive.

Now where is he?

We have no idea where he is.

That man just killed
your informant.

You realize that, don't you?

Father McMurtry was
not our informant.

Dolan is your informant?

Not yet, but we knew he and
McMurtry were friends.

McMurtry was trying to get Dolan

to turn state's evidence
against the O'Reilly family

in exchange for immunity.

We just brought Dolan
in to discuss terms.

So you have him in
protective custody.

He was.

Then today when he found out
Father McMurtry had been shot,

he lost it.

Dolan slipped out on the two
agents who were guarding him

and he escaped the safe house.

Wait a minute.
If he was in federal custody

on the night of the
murder, then--

Then he didn't kill
Father McMurtry.

So who did?
Who had motive?

The O'Reillys.

It was Dolan's testimony

that would send them
all up the river.

That's why they're
all leaving town.

That's why they killed
McMurtry--to draw him out.

So Dolan is hunting whoever
killed the priest,

and the O'Reillys
are hunting Dolan.

And both sides will take out
anyone who gets in their way.

The gun! Get the gun!

What are you doing, Leo?

My job.

Who are you?

Let's just say, I'm an
independent contractor

trying to get close to his mark.

So you're not a witness?

You're just pretending.

You killed McMurtry

because you're trying
to get to Dolan,

and you knew that if you
played the witness,

he would come to you.

Quick study.

Why the charades?

Why didn't you just
kill Castle and me?

Well, it's a little hard to
play the innocent witness

with two bodies lying around,

so I had to go along with the
whole "On the run" thing.

But now time has run out, and
I have to make my next move.

You, where's your phone?

Look, you--you don't
want to do this.

Killing a cop?

You know what kind of
trouble that brings.

Kill her?

Trust me, I'm not
planning to kill her.

Well, McMurtry trusted you, and
look what happened to him.

You think I killed Joey?

Joey was my best friend,

long after our lives went
off in separate directions.

He never gave up on me.

I'd never hurt him.

I can't say the same
for whoever iced him.

That's why I need to
talk to the witness

before you put him in
protective custody--

so I could find out who the hell

the son of a bitch was
that took Joey out.

How do I know I can trust you?

You don't.

But you don't have to.

All you have to do is sit here
and wait for my phone to ring.

And then when I get what I want,

we all walk away,

alive.

Whether you believe me or not.

Here. Take the phone.

- You get 'em?
- Sorry, Mickey.

Maybe you shoulda
sent more guys.

Maybe.

I underestimated you, Detective.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't make
that same mistake again,

especially if you hurt Castle.

So how about if we make a trade?

I'll give you your writer back,
you bring me the witness.

No, no.

I'm not agreeing to anything

until I know that
Castle is okay.

Shakespeare, you're up.

Kate.

Castle.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Listen, crazy as this sounds,

I actually think Mickey
just wants to talk.

Everything's gonna be fine.

I hope so.

Maybe then we can
reschedule something

with our parents.

Maybe we could go and
watch a baseball game.

You know, something that

all four of us can enjoy.

Good enough?

Where should we meet?

Under the Costello Bridge--

it's about 3 blocks from
you, in about 15 minutes.

Well played.

Let's go.

Not everything I
told you was a lie.

I really did have a shrink.

But then he diagnosed me

as a sociopath with
homicidal tendencies, so...

had to kill him.

Listen, Leo, you don't
want to do this.

Okay, killing a cop's gonna
bring you a lot of grief

from the NYPD, the FBI.

Just let me go.

Yeah. Sorry.
Can't do that.

I did find your relationship
fascinating, though.

Boy, you and Castle
have some real issues.

It's a shame you won't
be able to work 'em out.

But like I said,

life's too short.

There they are.

No!

No!

No!

No!

What the...

Looks like you missed.

Drop the act.

We both know you emptied
your clip into that car.

How'd you get on to me?

I wish I could say
I figured it out,

but Shakespeare over
here made the call.

Once you made that comment about
my mom enjoying baseball--

I knew we were about six months
away from joking about that.

Something had to be up.

All I wanted to do is
ask you a question

about who killed my friend.

Mickey.

Well, I guess I don't
have to ask that anymore.

Mickey, don't.

He killed Joey in cold blood.

Yeah, I know, but
what would Joey want?

You said he never
gave up on you.

If you pull that trigger,

you're giving up on him.

This doesn't end with me.

The O'Reillys, they'll
just send somebody else.

You're a dead man.

You know what?

I can live with that.

Take his gun.

Put your hands up.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

- I thought I lost you.
- No.

No, never, never.

Here. Let me get you out of...

Get this off.

And these are for you.

Now let's get the
hell out of here.

That sounds good to me.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Can you help us get a ride?

We're gonna be tied
up here for a bit.

Why don't you guys
just take a cab?

Really?

- Uh... let's...
- Yeah.

Can you spot me 20 bucks?

Dolan's back in federal custody.

So is he gonna turn state's?

Oh, I don't know,
but he is offering

to serve some time
for his past crimes.

Sounds like Father McMurtry
got to him after all.

And what about Leo?

He confessed to killing McMurtry

in front of a cop that
he had taken hostage.

He's going away for a long time.

After all this time,

I still can't believe
that he was the bad guy.

Detective Beckett, Mr. Castle,

so nice to have you two back.

Nice to be back.

Well, as worried as we were,

I don't think we were nearly
as concerned as your folks.

Our folks?

Yeah. I called them

when we were trying
to find you guys.

Your mom is, uh--

I... say no more.

You can pick 'em up
at the break room.

Thank you.

Well, I guess we can't avoid
dealing with them forever.

No, but you know what?

Who cares if they
don't get along?

They aren't us.

And... so what if we don't
make sense on paper?

We don't live our
lives on paper.

And if we did, we'd never
be astounded or...

Surprised.

How did that even happen?

I don't know, but let--
let--let's just go with it.

Dad.

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