All language subtitles for Castle.S02E18.WEB-DL.720p-MaRS

PREVIOUSLY ON "CASTLE"...

ASK ME WHY I'M HERE.
YOU KNOW, I ASK MYSELF
THAT QUESTION EVERY DAY.

THAT WAS PAULA, MY AGENT,
WITH BIG NEWS

ABOUT MY BOOK, "HEAT WAVE."
ARE THEY REALLY MAKING
A NIKKI HEAT MOVIE?

DUDE, DID I CALL IT OR WHAT?
AND YOU ARE
ABOUT TO BE IMMORTALIZED

ON THE SILVER SCREEN.

(man) Yeah, I'd like to report
a murder. I did it.

HE CALLED TO REPORT HIS CRIME.
IT'S LIKE HE DID THIS FOR FUN.
(camera shutter clicks)

NIKKI HEAT. HE DEDICATED
THIS MURDER TO ME.

NIKKI HEAT I PRESUME.
IT'S BECKETT.

SPECIAL AGENT JORDAN SHAW.
TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU KNOW
ABOUT JORDAN SHAW.

SHE IS LIKE THE FEDERAL YOU.
(Shaw) IF OUR KILLER
IS OBSESSED WITH NIKKI HEAT,

THEN SO ARE WE.
SO HOW LONG HAVE YOU TWO
BEEN SLEEPING TOGETHER?

EXCUSE ME?
I AM NOT
GOING TO LEAVE YOU ALONE.

WHY DON'T YOU TWO ESCORT
THE BODY TO THE MORGUE?

ONCE YOU'RE DRESSED,
OF COURSE.

(Lanie) "B-U-R"--

"BURN."
NIKKI WILL BURN.

Somebody always
has to die, Nikki.
(Castle) IF THE MAN
IN THE WINDOW...

(gunshot)
WAS BEN CONRAD, HE WOULD'VE
SHOT HIMSELF ON THE LEFT SIDE.

BEN'S NOT OUR KILLER.
BECKETT.
(cell phone rings)

(beeps)
WHAT, CASTLE?

IT WASN'T BEN CONRAD.
HE'S NOT THE KILLER!

The killer's still alive!
The killer's still alive!

(three beeps sound)
(male voice) GOOD-BYE, NIKKI.

Good-bye, Nikki.
KATE!

(debris clatters)

(Castle)
KATE, ARE YOU IN THERE?!

(bangs on door)
KATE!

(bangs)

OUCH.

OW! (grunts)

KATE?

KATE!

(debris clattering)

(coughing)

KATE?

(coughing)

KATE. KATE.

(coughing continues)

YOU'RE ALIVE.

WHOA. AND YOU'RE NAKED.

CASTLE, TURN AROUND!

(coughs)

YOU KNOW, YOUR APARTMENT
IS ON FIRE.

NOW MIGHT NOT BE
THE BEST TIME FOR MODESTY.

CASTLE, HAND ME A TOWEL.

YOUR TOWELS ARE ON FIRE.
WELL, WHAT ABOUT
THE BATHROBE?

THE... DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING
TO WEAR THAT'S NONFLAMMABLE?

CASTLE.
SORRY.

GIVE ME YOUR JACKET.

(whispers) OKAY, OKAY.

DON'T LOOK.
(normal voice) I'M NOT.

DON'T LOOK.
I'M NO-NOT LOOKING.

OKAY.

MM.

ALL RIGHT?
YEAH.

OKAY.

I DOVE INTO THE TUB
JUST AS IT BLEW.

OKAY.

CAN YOU WALK?

UGH. YEAH, JUST...
A LITTLE BANGED UP.

OKAY. COME ON.
NICE AND EASY.

YEAH.
NICE AND EASY.

(grunts)
ARE YOU IN ANY PAIN?

WELL, NOT NEARLY
AS MUCH AS YOU.
(sirens wailing)

IT'S KILLING YOU,
ISN'T IT?
WHAT?

(wailing continues)
HAVING TO WAIT THIS LONG
TO TELL ME

HOW YOU BANGED DOWN THE DOOR.
YOU WANT ME TO START
FROM THE BEGINNING?

(helicopter blades whirring)

(sirens wailing)

FBI.
RIGHT OVER THERE.

(police radio chatter)

BECKETT. HOW YOU DOING?

YEAH, I'M FINE.
WHAT'D YOU SEE
WHEN YOU CAME HOME?

THE, UH, THE DOORS WERE LOCKED
LIKE I LEFT THEM,

THE WINDOWS WERE SHUT
AND... I DON'T KNOW.

NOTHING SEEMED OUT OF PLACE.
BUT I DON'T KNOW,

YOU KNOW, 'CAUSE I THOUGHT
THE CASE WAS DONE.
IT'S NOT, BUT YOU ARE.

WHAT?

TILL WE FIND THE RIGHT GUY.

WAIT.
THIS IS MY APARTMENT.

OKAY?
MY LIFE AND MY CASE.

OKAY, FINE.

MY RULES.

YOU DO WHAT I SAY
WHEN I SAY

AND HOW I SAY IT.

AND THERE WILL BE A SECURITY
DETAIL ON YOU AT ALL TIMES.

FINE.
GOOD.

FIRE'S OUT. YOU CAN
HEAD UP NOW IF YOU WANT.

(siren wails)

(camera shutter clicking)
(man) ...CONSISTENT
WITH THAT PATTERN.

(siren wailing)

(man) CHECKING FOR
A SECONDARY DEVICES RIGHT NOW.

(police radio chatter)

DID ANYBODY FIND
MY FATHER'S WATCH?

IT'S NOT IN THE HALL.
THE DAMAGE ISN'T AS BAD
IN YOUR BEDROOM.

BUT YOUR CLOTHES DO SMELL
LIKE SMOKE AND EXPLOSIVES.

DOES ANYONE KNOW IF INSURANCE
PAYS FOR DRY CLEANING?

I'VE GOT
THE BLAST SEAT HERE.
(camera shutter clicks)

WELL, IT HAD TO HAVE BEEN
A SMALL DEVICE,

OTHERWISE I WOULD'VE SEEN IT.
THE LAB WILL HAVE
THE BREAKDOWN BY MORNING,

BUT THAT'S CYCLONITE.

SAME THING WE FOUND
IN BEN CONRAD'S APARTMENT.

SO WHAT TIPPED YOU?

IT WASN'T ME. IT WAS CASTLE.

UH, WELL, OUR SUPPOSED KILLER,
BEN CONRAD,

SHOT HIMSELF
WITH HIS RIGHT HAND,

YET THE MAN THAT
DETECTIVE BECKETT AND I

SAW IN THE WINDOW WAS HOLDING
THE GUN IN HIS LEFT HAND.

THE SHOT WENT OFF JUST AS SOON
AS HE STEPPED OUT OF VIEW.

HE WOULDN'T HAVE--
COULDN'T HAVE--HAD TIME

TO SWITCH HANDS THAT FAST.

OUR REAL KILLER SHOT BEN CONRAD,
PLACED THE GUN IN HIS HAND,

MAKING IT LOOK LIKE A SUICIDE.
WE WERE OUTSIDE THE DOOR.
WE HEARD THE SHOT.

GO!
(agents) FBI!

THERE'S NO WAY ELSE
OUT OF THAT APARTMENT.

SO IF BEN CONRAD
DIDN'T KILL HIMSELF...
THEN OUR KILLER WAS IN
THE APARTMENT THE WHOLE TIME.

HOW THE HELL
DID WE MISS HIM?
(Castle) LET'S GO FIND OUT.

(knocking on walls)

YOU GUYS.

TAKE A LOOK IN HERE.

I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING.

(Castle)
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?

(grunts)
MAYBE HIS HIDING PLACE.

WHOA.

DISCARDED CLOTHING.

(Shaw)
THE EXACT SAME OUTFIT

CONRAD WAS WEARING
WHEN WE FOUND HIM.

(Beckett) RIGHT DOWN TO
A FAKE BEARD TO MATCH CONRAD'S.

THE KILLER WANTED US
TO THINK HE WAS CONRAD.

THAT'S WHY THE MAN
THAT I SAW IN THE WINDOW,

THE ONE FROM
OUR EYEWITNESS ACCOUNTS,

LED US STRAIGHT TO BEN.
WHICH MEANS
THE REAL BEN CONRAD

WAS BEING HELD HOSTAGE
IN HIS OWN APARTMENT

THE ENTIRE CASE.

HE MUST HAVE BEEN
BOUND AND DUCT-TAPED,

WITH NO IDEA THAT HE WAS
BEING BLAMED FOR THREE MURDERS.

EACH OF OUR VICTIMS
WAS CAREFULLY SELECTED

FOR THEIR CONNECTION
TO BEN CONRAD,

MAKING HIM
THE PERFECT PATSY.

THE KILLER'S A CHAMELEON,

CHANGING HIS IDENTITY
TO GET CLOSE TO THE VICTIMS.

HE BECOMES BEN CONRAD,
HE BECOMES INVISIBLE.

NOBODY'S LOOKING FOR HIM.
AND THEN WE COME HERE,

AND WE FIND EXACTLY
WHAT WE EXPECT TO FIND--

OUR SUSPECT DEAD ON THE GROUND--
CASE CLOSED.

MEANWHILE, OUR KILLER
WAS RIGHT HERE,

HIDDEN IN THIS SECRET ROOM.

HE WAS HERE THE WHOLE TIME,
AND WE MISSED HIM.

(cell phone ringing)

(Shaw) I'LL GET
THE EVIDENCE TEAM DOWN HERE,

SEE WHAT THEY CAN FIND.
BECKETT.

(man)
You are supposed to be dead.

I'M SORRY
TO DISAPPOINT YOU.

(cell phone beeps)
It was supposed to be over,
Nikki.

It was supposed to be done.

But now...
now I have to keep going.
(woman) No! No!

(three gunshots)

♪♪

HE USED HER CELL PHONE

AND THEN HE LEFT IT ON
SO WE COULD TRACE IT.

GLORIA RODRIGUEZ.

THIS IS HER I.D. BADGE
FROM A HOTEL IN MIDTOWN.

PROBABLY ON HER WAY HOME
FROM WORK.
HUH. FOUND A SLUG.

LETTER ETCHING?

(police radio chatter)
NO, IT LOOKS CLEAN.

THE OTHER MURDERS
WERE PLANNED.

THIS ONE
WAS DONE OUT OF ANGER,

WANTING TO BE IN CONTROL.
ALL BECAUSE I LIVED.

YOU CAN'T BLAME YOURSELF
FOR THAT.

HOW DID HE KNOW YOU LIVED?

(police radio chatter)

HE WAS WATCHING...

AT THE AFTERMATH.

EVERYTHING ABOUT
THIS GUY'S PROFILE

TELLS ME HE WAS WATCHING
AT THE OTHER CRIME SCENES.

YEAH, BUT THE FIRST THING WE DID
WAS COMPARE CRIME SCENE PHOTOS.

YEAH, I KNOW. WE RAN THEM
THROUGH FACIAL RECOGNITION.

BUT HE WAS THERE.
I KNOW HE WAS THERE.
HE WOULDN'T BE IN THE CROWD.

HE'D KNOW
THAT'S WHERE WE'D LOOK.

(sirens wailing)
NO, HE HIDES IN PLAIN SIGHT.
HE'S A CHAMELEON.

WE DIDN'T SEE HIM
IN THE CROWD...

BECAUSE HE WAS DRESSED
AS ONE OF US.

(Shaw)
SAME COP, 30 PHOTOS,

NOT ONE OF THEM HAS
A CLEAR SHOT OF HIS FACE.

THAT IS NOT A COINCIDENCE.

HE KNEW
WHERE THE CAMERA WAS.
HE KNOWS OUR PLAYBOOK.

I'M GONNA GET RYAN AND ESPOSITO
TO CANVASS THE OTHER UNIFORMS.

MAYBE THEY CAN GET
A DESCRIPTION.
NOT THAT IT'LL DO ANY GOOD.

THE LAST SKETCH
WE GOT OF THIS GUY,

HE LOOKED LIKE BEN CONRAD.
OKAY, DO YOU HAVE
A BETTER IDEA?

'CAUSE I AM ALL OUT.

AND IF WE DON'T CATCH HIM SOON,
HE'S GONNA KILL AGAIN.
YOU CAN'T
TAKE THIS PERSONALLY.

THE HELL I CAN'T.
HE JUST BLEW UP MY APARTMENT.

I THINK
THAT'S PRETTY DAMN PERSONAL.

DO YOU KNOW HOW THEY CAUGHT
SON OF SAM?
A P-PARKING TICKET.

BERKOWITZ PARKED TOO CLOSE
TO A FIRE HYDRANT.

ALL WE NEED TO FIND
IS OUR PARKING TICKET,

AND WE CATCH
THIS SON OF A BITCH.

AS SMART AS HE IS, HE'S GOT
A FATAL FLAW--HUBRIS.

IT'S NOT ENOUGH FOR HIM TO BE
SMART. HE WANTS US TO KNOW IT.

HE WANTS US TO KNOW
HE FOOLED US.

ALL OF HIS FIRST VICTIMS...

THE PERSONAL INJURY LAWYER,

THE DOG WALKER,
THE TAXIDERMIST,

THEY ALL LINK BACK TO THE DEATH
OF BEN CONRAD'S DOG.

HOW COULD OUR KILLER

HAVE KNOWN ALL THE PLAYERS
IN SOMEONE ELSE'S LIFE?

HE MUST HAVE KNOWN
BEN CONRAD.

SO THAT'S WHERE WE START.

WE TREAT BEN CONRAD

AS THE FIRST VICTIM
IN THIS CASE.

AND THEN WE FIND OUT WHERE
HE INTERSECTED WITH OUR KILLER.

(man) THE EXACT CAUSE
OF LAST NIGHT'S EXPLOSION

IN GREENWICH VILLAGE...
DAD!

HEY. HEY. OH! HEY.
AW, I'M ALL RIGHT.

I'M ALL RIGHT.
WHERE'S DETECTIVE BECKETT?

AT THE PRECINCT.

(exhales) I CAN'T IMAGINE
HOW SHE SURVIVED THAT EXPLOSION.

WHERE WAS SHE
WHEN IT WENT OFF?

SHE WAS THERE. SHE, UH...
JUMPED INTO THE BATHTUB.

THE BATHROOM DOOR
AND THE CAST-IRON TUB

PROTECTED HER FROM THE BLAST.
OH! (blows air)

DAD, WHY IS THAT PERSON
GOING AFTER DETECTIVE BECKETT?

WELL, AT THE MOMENT,
ALL WE HAVE IS A THEORY.

BUT--BUT WE KNOW MORE NOW,
AND WE HAVE A STRATEGY.

DO YOU THINK
HE'LL COME AFTER YOU?

OH, SWEETHEART.
I'M GONNA BE FINE.

YOU ARE STUCK WITH ME
FOR A LONG, LONG TIME.
YOU KNOW, I'M SUPPOSED TO
MOVE OUT TODAY.

I THINK I SHOULD STAY HERE
WITH ALEXIS.
WELL, THERE'S NO NEED.

MONTGOMERY HAS SOMEONE KEEPING
AN EAGLE EYE ON OUR BUILDING.

BUT ALL THE SAME,
WE SHOULD BE ON THE ALERT.

(sniffs)
I NEED TO GO CHANGE...

(grunts)
AND GO BACK AND HELP.

SEE?

HE'S OKAY.

(man) NO, I APPRECIATE
THE INFORMATION.

HEY.

HEY.

WHERE IS EVERYBODY?

RYAN AND ESPOSITO
ARE TALKING TO CONRAD'S SISTER,

AND... AGENT SHAW
IS BRIEFING THE MAYOR.

OH. I'M SURE HE'LL BE
LESS THAN THRILLED

TO LEARN THAT CONRAD
IS JUST ANOTHER VICTIM.
HMM.

NOTHING LIKE THE THREAT

OF BEING MURDERED
BY A SERIAL KILLER

TO STIFLE TOURISM.
YEAH, AND IT DOESN'T HELP
THAT EVERYONE IN THE CITY

THINKS THAT
WE CAUGHT THE GUY.

SPEAKING OF BEN CONRAD,
WHAT HAVE YOU FOUND OUT?

34 YEARS OLD,
NEVER MARRIED--

I'M GOING OUT
ON A LIMB HERE SAYING,

JUDGING FROM HIS RELATIONSHIP
WITH HIS DOG, MR. BUMPKINS,

HE DIDN'T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND.
YEAH, WELL,
OTHER THAN THE PEOPLE

THAT WE'VE ALREADY RUN DOWN
FROM THE DOG PARK,

HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE FRIENDS.
THE MAN STUFFED HIS DOG.

WELL, CONRAD'S SISTER
CONFIRMS THAT HE WAS A LONER.

TOLD HER THAT WHEN HE LOST
HIS JOB A COUPLE OF MONTHS AGO

THAT HE SPENT HIS DAYS
E-MAILING RéSUMéS

AT COFFEE SHOPS
THAT OFFER FREE INTERNET.
AND OTHER THAN BUMPKINS,

HIS ONLY OTHER JOY IN LIFE
WAS THE KNICKS.
POOR GUY.

JORDAN SAID
THE PROFILE INDICATED THAT

THE KILLER HUNTED CONRAD.
IF HE WASN'T A FRIEND,

THEN HE MUST HAVE
MET UP WITH HIM SOMEWHERE

WHERE PEOPLE STRIKE UP
A CASUAL CONVERSATION.
WE FIGURE IF HE CAMPED OUT

WITH HIS LAPTOP
AT A COFFEE SHOP, OUR KILLER

COULD'VE SAT DOWN NEXT TO HIM,
AND THEY GOT TO TALKING.
HIS SISTER SAID
THAT HE WAS A KNICKS FAN?

WHAT'S MISSING
FROM THESE PICTURES?

GOOD TASTE.
AREA RUG.

(Ryan) DECENT LIGHTING.

A TV, WHICH MEANS HE WOULD
HAVE TO WALK TO A LOCAL BAR

IN ORDER TO WATCH THE GAMES.
YEAH, IF YOU'RE
A KNICKS FAN,

YOU GOTTA SHARE YOUR PAIN
WITH SOMEBODY.
TRUE.

OKAY, YOU TWO
TAKE ALL OF THE COFFEE SHOPS

WITHIN A 5-BLOCK RADIUS
OF CONRAD'S APARTMENT.

SEE IF ANYONE REMEMBERS HIM
TALKING TO A CUSTOMER.

CASTLE AND I WILL TAKE THE BARS.
AND IF YOU KEEP QUOTING JORDAN,

I AM GOING TO TURN THE RADIO
WAY UP.
(singsongy) JEALOUS.

(snickers)

(The Genders)
♪ AND I SAID, HEY, BABY ♪

YOU KNOW, PUB CRAWLS
ARE SUPPOSED TO GREET YOU

WITH A SMILE
AND A SHOT OF JAGER,

NOT, "NO, WE'VE NEVER SEEN
THE GUY BEFORE. KEEP MOVING."

THIS IS BEGINNING
TO FEEL POINTLESS.

BUCK UP, CASTLE.

I GOT A FEELING
THIS PLACE IS DIFFERENT.

♪ LET'S PRETEND ♪

♪ LET'S PRETEND ♪

(Beckett) IT'S STILL
AN ONGOING INVESTIGATION.

SO WE'RE GONNA NEED YOU
TO TAKE THAT BANNER DOWN.

I WAS JUST TRYING
TO WORK AN ANGLE.

YOU SHOULD UNDERSTAND
WHAT IT'S LIKE

BEING A WOMAN
IN A MAN'S WORLD.

UH, DID BEN CONRAD
EVER TALK TO YOU

ABOUT THE RECENT DEATH
OF HIS DOG?
SURE.

HE LOVED TO FLAP HIS GUMS TO ME
ABOUT THAT LITTLE DROPKICK.

ONE TIME, HE CRIED.
WELL, WHAT ABOUT
THE OTHER CUSTOMERS,

HE EVER TALK TO THEM?
HE MOSTLY DRANK ALONE
AND WATCHED THE GAMES.

THOUGH A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO,

HE DID STRIKE IT UP
WITH SOME GUY.
CAN YOU DESCRIBE HIM?

AVERAGE LOOKING, A BIT OFF,
LIKE CONRAD.

THEY SAT AT THAT HIGH TOP
OVER THERE.

I FIGURED,
HEY, BIRDS OF A FEATHER.

THIS OTHER GUY, DID HE
EVER PAY WITH A CREDIT CARD?

THE ONLY TIME HE EVER SAID
TWO WORDS TO ME

WAS THE OTHER WEEK WHEN HE
ASKED ME TO CALL HIM A CAB.
DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN?

I REMEMBER EXACTLY WHEN--
THE KNICKS WERE IN OVERTIME,

AND I MISSED THE END
WHILE I WAS ON HOLD.
THANKS.

CAB COMPANY SAID
THAT THEY SENT A TAXI THERE

10:45, THE NIGHT
OF THE KNICKS GAME.

YOU GOT THE DROP-OFF POINT?

YEAH. WEST VILLAGE, CORNER
OF VARICK AND DOWNING.

HOME?
YOU KNOW,
I BET ABOUT 50,000 PEOPLE

LIVE WITHIN WALKING DISTANCE
OF THAT CORNER.

WE COULD CANVASS
LOCAL BUSINESSES.

FOR AN AVERAGE-LOOKING
WHITE GUY?

I MEAN, WE CAN'T EVEN BE SURE
WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE.

LOOKS AREN'T
THE ONLY METHOD WE HAVE

TO IDENTIFY HIM.

WE ALSO HAVE BEHAVIOR.
YOU THINK YOU CAN IDENTIFY
HIM THROUGH BEHAVIOR?

WELL, ORIGINALLY, HIS BEHAVIOR
SEEMED INCONSISTENT,

BUT THAT WAS BECAUSE HE WAS
PRETENDING TO BE SOMEONE ELSE.

WE KNOW A LOT MORE NOW.

HE IS A SHOW-OFF,

A GAME PLAYER WITH
AN EXCEPTIONALLY HIGH I.Q.

BUT IT'S NOT ENOUGH
TO BE SMART.

HE ALSO HAS A PATHOLOGICAL NEED
TO VALIDATE IT,

WHICH TELLS ME THAT HE PROBABLY
BELONGS TO AN ORGANIZATION

LIKE MENSA OR PROMETHEUS.

HE IS A CHAMELEON.

SO WE CAN ASSUME

THAT HE IS LIVING UNDER
A STOLEN IDENTITY.

AND HE IS... LITERATE.

HE HAS ALREADY SHOWN
CERTAIN DISPOSITIONS

IN HIS FASCINATION
WITH NIKKI HEAT.

SO WE'VE DRAWN UP A LIST
OF PERIODICALS AND MAGAZINES

THAT HE LIKELY SUBSCRIBES TO.

I GET HALF OF THESE.

YES, AND YOU ALSO
KILL PEOPLE FOR A LIVING.

IN YOUR BOOKS.

THIS IS A PRETTY WIDE NET.

SO IS VARICK AND DOWNING

AND SO ARE MEMBERSHIPS
IN HIGH-I.Q. SOCIETIES.

BUT PUT THEM ALL TOGETHER,
AND SOMETIMES WE GET LUCKY.

YOU MEAN LIKE BERKOWITZ'S
PARKING TICKET?
OH, IT'S NOT ALWAYS
THAT NEAT.

YOU JUST KEEP ADDING
PIECES OF THE PUZZLE

UNTIL A PICTURE EMERGES.

(Avery) WE COLLATED
SUBSCRIPTION INFORMATION

FROM THE PROFILED PERIODICALS

AS WELL AS MEMBER LISTS FROM
THE HIGH-I.Q. ORGANIZATIONS

WITHIN A 1-MILE RADIUS
OF THE VARICK AND DOWNING AREA.

(computer beeps)
WE GOT 17 HITS.

RUN THE NAMES
THROUGH OUR DATABASE.

MOST SERIALS HAVE
SOME KIND OF INDICATION

OF VIOLENT BEHAVIOR--

CRIMINAL
OR PSYCHIATRIC RECORDS.
(beep)

NEGATIVE FOR ANY MATCHES.
ALL RIGHT. WELL, AT LEAST
WE GAVE IT A SHOT.

I'LL HAVE OUR TEAMS
INTERVIEW THESE GUYS--
HUH.

"HUH" WHAT?

THIS ONE HERE--
CHRIS DOHERTY.

WE'VE GOT
A RECENT DRIVER'S LICENSE,

BUT ACCORDING TO
HIS SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER,

CHRIS DOHERTY DIED
SIX YEARS AGO.

HIS LIVING
UNDER A STOLEN IDENTITY.

(Shaw) SO DOES IT SAY WHERE
OUR DEAD GUY SUPPOSEDLY LIVED?

(Avery) HIS ADDRESS
PUTS HIM HALF A BLOCK

FROM DOWNING AND VARICK.
OKAY. NOW I'M
OFFICIALLY IMPRESSED.

DON'T BE.
NOT UNTIL HE'S IN OUR CUSTODY.

LET'S ROLL.

(whirs)

(crash)
(man) GO! GO! GO!

(man) BATHROOM'S CLEAR.
(man) BEDROOM'S CLEAR.

ALL CLEAR.

(man speaks indistinctly)

(static and distorted audio)

(static and distorted audio)

(static and distorted audio
continue)

(Beckett)
HE'S DONE THIS BEFORE.

HEY, I SIGNED THIS.

"TO SCOTT,
WRITE WHAT YOU KNOW."

SCOTT?
DO YOU REMEMBER HIM?

NO, BUT I SIGN
HUNDREDS OF BOOKS.

HIS MANIFESTO?

HIS MANUSCRIPT.
"DEAD HEAT"?

"HEAT EXAMINED THE BULLETS,

"EACH OF THEM PERFECTLY ENGRAVED
WITH A LETTER.

"SHE REARRANGED THEM
LIKE SCRABBLE TILES

UNTIL THEY SPELLED HER NAME."

A BOOK? ALL OF THIS
OVER A DAMN BOOK.

HE WAS WRITING ABOUT HIS MURDERS
LONG BEFORE NIKKI HEAT.

"NIGHT TERRORS."

LOOKS LIKE IT'S ABOUT
KILLING PROSTITUTES IN SEATTLE.

I REMEMBER THAT CASE.

I THOUGHT
THEY CAUGHT THAT GUY.

NOT SO MUCH CAUGHT
AS FOUND DEAD.

HE HANGED HIMSELF.

ANOTHER PATSY
JUST LIKE BEN CONRAD.

HE GETS AWAY WITH MURDER.

WHY WOULD HE WRITE ABOUT IT?
WHY RISK IT?

WRITING IS PROBABLY
A SYMPTOM OF HIS PSYCHOSIS,

LIKE TAKING A TROPHY.

HE BOTH MEMORIALIZES THE DEED

AND DISTANCES HIMSELF FROM IT
BY TURNING FACT INTO FICTION.

AND THEN ALONG COMES
NIKKI HEAT...

TAILOR-MADE
FOR HIS PSYCHOSIS--

ONE PART FACT,

ONE PART FICTION,

JUST LIKE HIM.

WHO BETTER
FOR HIM TO CHALLENGE?

HE MUST'VE KNOWN,
BY GOING AFTER BECKETT,

WE'D REALIZE
BEN WASN'T THE KILLER.

WHY TIP HIS HAND?
IT'S PART OF THE THRILL.

HE NEEDED TO ESCALATE
IN ORDER TO FEEL ALIVE.

OR... HE'S A PSYCHOTIC,
OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE

AND HAS ALREADY DECIDED
HOW IT HAS TO END.

AGENT SHAW, WE DUSTED FOR PRINTS
TRYING TO GET AN I.D.

PROBLEM IS,
THERE AREN'T ANY.
(Beckett)
THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE.

YOU CAN'T LIVE IN A PLACE
WITHOUT LEAVING PRINTS.

UNLESS HE DOESN'T HAVE ANY.
HE LIKES TO PLAY WITH FIRE.

MAYBE HE BURNED THEM OFF.
WELL, WITHOUT PRINTS,
WE CAN'T GET AN I.D.

WE DON'T NEED AN I.D. PUT THIS
BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT.

LET'S UN-ASS THIS PLACE
RIGHT NOW.

HE'S GOTTA COME BACK SOMETIME.

(Avery) Agent Shaw,

my surveillance team
is moving into position now.

COPY THAT. STANDING BY.

(Avery) Be advised,

OUR SUBJECT IS A WHITE MALE,
6'2", APPROXIMATELY 200 POUNDS.

PROFILE SUGGESTS
HE'S STUDIED OUR TACTICS

and has prepared
for contingencies,

so communicate, people.

If he shows, no one,

I repeat, no one
is to make a move

until Agent Shaw
gives the order.

MAN, IT'S ALL HERE--
THE ENGRAVED BULLETS,

THE CAT-AND-MOUSE PHONE CALLS,
THE CIPHER.

ONLY IT'S--IT'S NIKKI HEAT
INVESTIGATING,

AND SHE'S ALWAYS
ONE STEP BEHIND HIM.
TILL NOW.

CASTLE, WHAT PART OF "UN-ASS"
DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?

ALL OF IT.

FOR FUTURE REFERENCE,
IT MEANS,

"GET THE HELL OUT
AND DON'T TAKE ANYTHING."

"UN-ASS." NICE.
(whispers) "UN-ASS."

IS HE ALWAYS LIKE THIS?

CASTLE HAS THE ATTENTION SPAN
OF A COCKER SPANIEL.

MM. AND THE LOYALTY...

THE WAY
HE FOLLOWS YOU AROUND.

FROM WHAT I'VE OBSERVED,

THIS UNORTHODOX PARTNERSHIP...

WORKS WELL FOR YOU.

FOR NOW.

IS IT ENOUGH?

IS IT ENOUGH FOR YOU
TO HOP ON A LEARJET

SIX TIMES A YEAR,

CATCHING SERIAL KILLERS
ACROSS THE COUNTRY?

I'D BE LYING
IF I SAID IT WAS EASY.

HOW DO YOU MANAGE?

YOU MISS A FEW BIRTHDAYS

AND YOU MAKE
A LOT OF PHONE CALLS.

(police radio chatter)

MY HUSBAND TUCKS HER IN
EVERY NIGHT,

TELLS HER THAT MOMMY'S OFF
SLAYING DRAGONS.

THE TRICK TO THIS KIND
OF OPERATION

IS HAVING
ENOUGH PERSONNEL IN PLAY

TO TAKE THE TARGET DOWN,

BUT NOT SO MANY
THAT HE CAN SMELL A TRAP,

WHICH IS WHY WE HAVE TO GET
OUR PEOPLE TO GO DOWNWIND.

AVERY, TELL OUR GUY
ON THE ROOF

TO FIND ANOTHER SPOT.

I CAN SEE HIM
FROM THE STREET.
Say again?

THE GUY ON THE ROOF,
SOUTHEAST CORNER.

The one with binocs.
WE DON'T HAVE ANYBODY
UP THERE.

IT'S HIM.

ALL UNITS, BE ADVISED,
WE HAVE CONTACT.

Southeast corner
of Bedford and Downing.

Subject is on the roof.

WE'RE BLOWN. WE'RE BLOWN.

All units, go hot now.

(man) I repeat.
Subject is not in sight.

STAY IN THE VAN.
YOU'RE THE TARGET.

(scoffs)

NOW YOU KNOW
WHAT IT'S LIKE FOR ME.

(police radio chatter)

TAKE IT.

(man) ...team,
seal off the west side.

THAT'S HIM. HE MUST HAVE JUMPED
THE ROOFTOPS.

HE'S GETTING AWAY.

BECKETT, WAIT!

(grunts) OW.

(pants)

(grunting)

I SAID I--OH.

PARDON ME.

(baby crying)

(crying echoes)

NYPD!
ON THE GROUND, NOW!

(Beckett) GET DOWN!
(grunting)

(horns honks,
objects clatter)
OH!

STOP!

STOP! POLICE!

OH! WHOA!

(people shout indistinctly)

(person speaking indistinctly
over p.a.)

(grunts)
OH!

(crowd gasps)
(man) WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

(person speaking indistinctly
over p.a.)

(horn honks)

(man) HEY!

WATCH IT, WATCH IT,
WATCH IT!

(grunting and yelling)

(man) PLEASE STAND CLEAR
OF THE CLOSING DOORS.

(door closing alert chimes)
(man) ARE YOU CRAZY?!

(horn honks)

FREEZE IMAGE.

(keyboard keys click,
computer beeps)

ZOOM IN.

(beeps)

RUN IT.

(Avery)
RUNNING FACIAL RECOGNITION.

(beeping)

SCOTT DUNN.

BUSTED,
YOU SMUG JACKHOLE.

(Avery) FOSTER CHILD,
SEALED JUVIE RECORD,

3-YEAR STINT IN A BAY AREA
PSYCHIATRIC INSTITUTE

AND A SINGLE ARSON CONVICTION.
WHERE HE BURNS HIS HANDS
IN A FIRE.

HE HIT ALL THE CLICHES.

LAST SEEN FEBRUARY 15, 2004.

SIX YEARS AGO,
HE SIMPLY DISAPPEARS.

I WANT EVERY BIT OF RESEARCH
YOU HAVE ON THIS GUY

ON MY DESK, HALF AN HOUR.

YOU KNOW, I'LL HAVE MY GUYS
CONTACT DUNN'S FAMILY

IN CASE HE REACHES OUT.
YOU'RE OUT.

I'M SORRY. WHAT?
I TOLD YOU
TO STAY IN THE VAN.

I JUST BROKE THIS CASE.
I NEED PEOPLE BACKING ME
I CAN TRUST.

WHOA. HOLD ON--
SORRY, DETECTIVE.
YOU'RE OFF THE CASE.

(Montgomery) SHE'S GOT
JURISDICTION, BECKETT.

THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO.

SIR, THIS IS MY CASE.
HE'S COMING AFTER ME.

LIKE IT OR NOT, I'M ALREADY
ON THE FRONT LINE.

YOU AND CASTLE FOUND HIM.
THAT'S THE HARD PART.

THEY'VE FROZEN HIS FINANCIALS.
THEY'VE ALERTED T.S.A.

HIS FACE IS ALL OVER THE NEWS.
WE'VE GOT HIM CORNERED.
AND YOU'RE THE ONE
WHO TAUGHT ME

THAT WHEN YOU HAVE
AN ANIMAL CORNERED,

THAT THAT'S WHEN THEY'RE
THE MOST UNPREDICTABLE.
YES, AND THAT'S ALSO
WHEN THEY MAKE MISTAKES.

HE DOES SOMETHING STUPID,
AND WE WILL TAKE HIM DOWN.

AND YOU BEEN
RUNNING FLAT OUT FOR DAYS.

YOU NEED TO GO HOME
AND GET SOME SLEEP.
SIR, I DON'T HAVE A HOME.

YES, YOU DO.
IT'S A SECURED BUILDING

WITH AN EXTRA BEDROOM,
WITH PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT YOU,

WITH A FEDERAL DETAIL
AT THE DOOR.

IT'S THE SAFEST PLACE
IN THE CITY.
THANK YOU, CASTLE,
BUT I COULDN'T.

YOU CAN AND YOU WILL.

DETECTIVE, I TOOK THAT SECURITY
OFF OF YOUR APARTMENT,

AND THAT GAVE HIM
AN OPPORTUNITY TO GET TO YOU,

AND I'M NOT GONNA MAKE
THE SAME MISTAKE TWICE.

CONSIDER IT AN ORDER.

(Beckett)
WELL, WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT

THAT I WOULD BE HOMELESS
AND CASELESS IN ONE DAY?

I KNOW I'M THE KING
OF GOING ROGUE,

BUT YOU WERE RIGHT
TO CHASE AFTER DUNN.

AND AGENT SHAW WAS RIGHT
TO KICK ME OFF THE CASE.

I WOULD'VE DONE THE SAME THING
IF I WAS IN HER SPOT.

I'M TOO CLOSE TO IT.

I'M SURE AFTER ALL THIS,

YOU'RE A LITTLE SORRY
YOU LET ME FOLLOW YOU AROUND.
NO, NOT THIS.

ALL THE OTHER ANNOYING THINGS
THAT YOU DO, BUT NOT THIS.
HMM.

HMM.

WHAT ABOUT YOU?

ARE YOU SORRY THAT YOU
EVER WROTE "HEAT WAVE"?

THE WAY I LOOK AT IT NOW,
IF IT WASN'T FOR NIKKI HEAT,

THIS GUY WOULD'VE JUST
GONE ON KILLING BECAUSE

HE WOULDN'T HAVE MET ANYONE
SMART ENOUGH TO CATCH HIM.

I'M SPEAKING, OF COURSE,
ABOUT SPECIAL AGENT SHAW.

NIGHT, CASTLE.

GOOD NIGHT.

FIRST THING IN THE MORNING,
I'LL CHECK YOUR HOMEWORK, OKAY?

IT'S TIME FOR YOU
TO GET SOME SLEEP.

(laughs)

OKAY.

AW, I LOVE YOU, TOO, SWEETIE.

GOOD NIGHT.

(cell phone beeps)

(car alarm chirps)
(sighs)

(engine turns over)

(reverse indicator dings)

(gun clicks)
(gasps)

(exhales)
HELLO, JORDAN.

(sizzling)

(keys jangle)

(sighs)

MARTHA.

KATE.

I--I'M HERE ON ORDERS
FROM THE FBI.

(chuckles) DARLING,
I AM HARDLY THE ONE TO JUDGE.

I'M SORRY. I WOULDN'T IMPOSE,
BUT MY PLACE IS--

ASHES. NO, I KNOW.

WELL,
THAT EXPLAINS THE PAT DOWN

BY THE HUNKY GUY
WITH THE EAR BUD.

I ASSUMED IT WAS RICHARD
MAKING A DRAMATIC STATEMENT

ABOUT THE CONDITIONS
FOR MY DROPPING BY UNANNOUNCED.
MM.

I JUST WOKE UP, AND LITERALLY
SMELLED THE COFFEE

AND THE BACON.

(chuckles)
DROPPING BY
TO RETURN YOUR KEY?

(chuckles) VERY FUNNY.
VERY FUNNY.

NO, I AM LOOKING
FOR MY AQUA GLOVES

BECAUSE THESE CLASH.

(smacks lips)

WELL, SHE COOKS. MM.
MM.

ACTUALLY, MY MOM
WAS AN AMAZING COOK.

SHE USED TO MAKE
SUNDAY BRUNCH.

AND I WOULD GET THE CHOICE
BETWEEN PANCAKES,

OMELETS, WAFFLES.

WOW, THAT'S FUNNY.

EVERY SUNDAY, MY MOM WOULD
HAVE ME MAKE HER AN ICE PACK

AND A BLOODY MARY.
(Beckett chuckles)

MM. DON'T LISTEN TO HIM.

THAT ONLY HAPPENED TWICE...
TOPS.
(laughing)

GRAM!
THERE'S MY GIRL.

OH! OH, I MISSED YOU.
I MISSED YOU.

CHACA-CHACA-CHACA.

YOU'D THINK IT WAS MONTHS.
IT'S BEEN A DAY.

(cell phone rings)
(chuckles) EXCUSE ME.

(rings and beeps)

BECKETT.

(whispers) HOT. HOT.
HOT.

OKAY, I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.
OOH-OOH. HEE-HEE.

CASTLE,
THAT WAS AGENT AVERY.

JORDAN NEVER MADE IT HOME
LAST NIGHT.

SHE LEFT THE PRECINCT
JUST AFTER 9:00.

HUSBAND SAID
SHE NEVER CAME HOME.
WHAT ABOUT THE CAR?

STATIONARY AT THIS LOCATION

SINCE THE TRANSMITTER
WAS ACTIVATED 20 MINUTES AGO.

OUR VEHICLE SECURITY TECH
SAID THIS WAS HIS WAY IN.

SO HE WAS ALREADY
IN THE CAR

WAITING FOR HER
WHEN SHE GOT IN.

HER PURSE IS STILL IN HERE.

THERE'S NO BULLET HOLE.

MEDIUM VELOCITY SPATTER.

SO HE LEANS IN FROM BEHIND,
SHE ELBOWS HIM IN THE NOSE,

HE RECOILS...

AND A BLOOD TRAIL
FLIES FROM THAT DIRECTION.

SHE TOOK HER SHOT.

AND LEFT US
SOME BREAD CRUMBS.

HERE'S ANOTHER ONE.

AND ANOTHER ONE HERE.

HIS NOSE IS STILL BLEEDING,

BUT HE HAS JORDAN
AT GUNPOINT.

AND HE BRINGS HER TO HERE,

WHERE THERE'S A CAR WAITING.
THERE'S TIRE TREADS.

(cell phone ringing)
LET'S RUN DOWN REPORTS
OF ALL STOLEN VEHICLES

FROM THE PAST 24 HOURS.

(rings and beeps)

BECKETT.

(Dunn) There's nothing like
the bond between girlfriends,

is there, Nikki?

You must really miss her.
WHERE IS SHE?

Safe for now.
IF YOU HURT HER, I WILL--

Well, that all depends
on you, doesn't it?

This is your story, Nikki,
not hers.

She's just an extra.

The showdown only works
if it's between you and me.

Come to the Battery Park
ferry terminal

at midnight tonight, Nikki.

And come alone... or she dies.

HOW CAN I BE SURE
SHE'S STILL ALIVE?

I'll send you an e-mail.

(chirps)

(beep)

(horns honking)

SAY HI TO YOUR FRIENDS,
AGENT SHAW.

GO TO HELL, DUNN.

I DON'T CARE IF IT'S
YOUR STORY, DETECTIVE,

I'M BRINGING HER BACK ALIVE.

IT'S NOT MY STORY.
IT'S HIS.

AND IF AGENT SHAW WAS HERE,
SHE'D SAY THE SAME THING.

WHATEVER HE'S GOT PLANNED,
IT'S A TRAP.
IF I DON'T SHOW UP,
SHE DIES.

BUT IF YOU DO,
YOU BOTH DIE.

WE NEED TO GET TO HIM
BEFORE THE EXCHANGE.
WE TRACED THE E-MAIL'S
I.P. ADDRESS

TO AN INTERNET CAFé
IN MIDTOWN.

NOT THAT IT HELPS US
FIND HER.

THERE'S
NO REFLECTIVE SURFACES

AND THE WINDOWS
ARE ALL BLACKED OUT.

NOT ALL OF THEM. LOOK.

WHAT'S OUT THAT WINDOW?

AGENT AVERY, IF YOU DON'T MIND
ME REJOINING THIS INVESTIGATION,

I SUGGEST WE TAKE THIS PARTY
NEXT DOOR.

(Avery) ZOOM IN.

(beeping)

(Esposito)
WHAT ARE THOSE, BUILDINGS?

BRIDGE TOWERS.

CALL UP ALL THE BRIDGES
IN THE CITY,

SEE IF
OUR PARTIAL VIEW FITS.

(clicks keyboard keys,
computer chirps)

(Ryan) AH, THE WHITESTONE.

THAT MEANS WE'RE LOOKING
SOUTH AND EAST.
BUT WE STILL NEED
ANOTHER COORDINATE

TO FIND HIM ON THE AXIS.
PLAY THE AUDIO AGAIN,

BUT THIS TIME,
WITHOUT THE VOICES.

(computer chirps)
(horns honking,
vehicles moving)

AND GET RID OF
ALL THE TRAFFIC AS WELL.
(rumbling)

THAT'S A SUBWAY,

AND NOT JUST ANY SUBWAY.

THOSE ARE ELEVATED TRACKS.

I'LL PULL UP
THE SUBWAY MAP.

(keyboard keys click)

(computer chirps and beeps)

(chirp)

THAT'S THE I.R.T. PELHAM LINE.

WHAT'S THE STOP
THAT INTERSECTS?

(clicks keyboard keys)

(computer chirps)

(Beckett)
ZEREGA AVENUE STATION.

THAT'S YOUR OTHER COORDINATE.

CAN YOU USE IT

TO PLOT A PATHWAY
BACK FROM THE OTHER BRIDGE?

(Avery) ALREADY ON IT.

GIVEN THE ANGLE AND INCLINATION
OF THE VIEW OUT THE WINDOW,

THIS SHOULD TAKE US
RIGHT TO WHERE HE'S HOLDING HER.

(Beckett) 1756 48th AVENUE,
THE BRONX. GOT IT.

HAVE HOSTAGE RESCUE TEAM
MEET US THERE.

(helicopter blades whirring)

(man) Alpha team in place.
Standing by.

(Avery)
THIS IS THE PLACE.

BUILDING'S
SUPPOSED TO BE ABANDONED.

THERMAL CONFIRMS A HOT SPOT
ON THE FOURTH FLOOR.

THAT'S WHERE
HE'S HOLDING HER.

MY TEAM'S GONNA ENTER ON
THIS BLIND SIDE OF THE BUILDING.
THIS IS WRONG.

WHAT'S WRONG?
I FEEL LIKE PRINCESS LEIA
WHEN THE "MILLENNIUM FALCON"

ESCAPED THE "DEATH STAR"--
IT'S TOO EASY.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
"TOO EASY"?

I MEAN THE SNEAK PEEK OUT
THE WINDOW, WAITING TO RECORD

THE MESSAGE JUST AS THE TRAIN
WAS GOING BY. HE LED US HERE.

YOU REMEMBER HOW PERFECT
EVERYTHING WAS WITH CONRAD?
YEAH, I GOT
THE TRAP MEMO, TOO.

BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONNA
SIT ON MY ASS AND DO NOTHING.

THAT'S MY PARTNER UP THERE.

(man) Alpha team standing by.

SHE'LL BE DEAD THE MOMENT
YOU BREACH THAT DOOR.
THAT'S WHY
WE'RE NOT GONNA BREACH.

HOSTAGE EXCHANGE
GOES DOWN AT MIDNIGHT.

THAT MEANS HE HAS TO
MOVE HER BEFORE THEN.

WE MOVE IN QUIETLY,
TAKE POSITION...

AND THEN AS SOON AS DUNN
COMES OUT...
I'LL PUT HIM DOWN...

(gun slide clicks)

LIKE THE RABID DOG HE IS.

(man) Entry team's on the move.
Go, go, go!

Convene at the south door.

Making entry
on the south side.

(man) Be advised, sierra team

moving into
the southeast corner.

(man) First floor clear.

(man) Omega team, we have
position on the first floor.

(man) Approaching level two.

(man) Level two secure.
Moving to three.

(man) We got two doors
on the left.

Clear those doors.

(man) Approaching level four.
(man) Stairwells are clear.

(beeping)
(man) We have thermal images.

Two thermal images. Repeat.
We have two thermal images.

(Castle) I DON'T KNOW HOW HE'S
DOING IT, BUT HE'S NOT UP THERE.

AND WHAT ARE YOU
BASING THAT ON?

I DON'T KNOW HOW I KNOW.
I JUST...
YOU JUST WHAT?

CASTLE, YOU AND I HAVE KNOWN
EACH OTHER LONG ENOUGH

FOR ME TO KNOW THAT SOMETIMES
YOUR SILLY THEORIES ARE RIGHT.

SO IF YOU HAVE A REASON TO
BELIEVE THAT HE'S NOT UP THERE,

THEN YOU NEED
TO TELL ME WHY, NOW.

JUST BECAUSE...

IT'S NOT
HOW I WOULD WRITE IT.

WHAT HAPPENS
IN YOUR VERSION?

HE LETS US THINK WE FOUND HIM
TO LURE US HERE.

LETS THE FBI

CONVERGE ON THE BUILDING,
ONLY HE'S NOT IN THERE.

WHERE IS HE?
NEARBY, WATCHING.
WATCHING IT ALL UNFOLD.

HE'S GOT SOMETHING PLANNED.
IF IT WERE ME...

(man) Entry team,
hold your position.
(Castle) I'D WAIT UNTIL
THEY ALL GOT INSIDE,

GOT SETTLED INTO POSITION...
(beep)

AND THEN
I'D BLOW THE BUILDING.
(beep)

WHERE IS HE WATCHING FROM?

I DON'T KNOW. HE WANTS
TO SHOW HE'S SMARTER THAN US.

SO HE'LL BE SOMEWHERE CLOSE BY
AND OUT OF THE WAY.

(man) Sierra team holding.
(Beckett) CASTLE...

IF IT WERE YOU,

WHERE WOULD YOU
BE WATCHING FROM?

I WOULDN'T BE WATCHING FROM
THIS BUILDING WHERE THEY ARE.

I'D BE WATCHING FROM HERE.

(man) All teams,
hold position.

COME ON.

(police radio chatter)

(door opens)

(footsteps retreat)

(object clatters)

HERE.

YOU WANT ME TO HOLD IT
WHILE YOU TIE YOUR SHOE?

NO, I WANT YOU TO TAKE IT,
JUST IN CASE.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GO.
(gun slide clicks)

(click)

(Dunn) ALL YOUR HAPLESS
FBI AGENTS...

GOING INTO THE WRONG BUILDING.
(laughs)

(Dunn speaks indistinctly)
(whispering)
CASTLE, HE'S THERE.

I GOTTA BE HONEST WITH YOU,
AGENT SHAW...
I'M GONNA DRAW HIM AWAY.

YOU FREE AGENT SHAW
AND GET SOME HELP.

CASTLE...
YOU'RE MY ONLY BACKUP.
(Dunn speaks indistinctly)

OKAY, GO.

(Dunn)
DON'T WORRY, AGENT SHAW.

THE BLAST TRAVELS
THOUSANDS OF FEET PER SECOND.

YOUR COLLEAGUES
WON'T FEEL A THING.

I THOUGHT IT WAS ME
YOU WERE AFTER.

NIKKI...

YOU CAME.

PUT YOUR HANDS UP, DUNN,
OR I WILL TAKE YOU DOWN.

I'VE GOT
A BETTER IDEA, NIKKI.

WHY DON'T YOU
PUT YOUR GUN DOWN?

OR I'LL DETONATE
THE 19 POUNDS OF CYCLONITE

THAT I HAVE IN THE BUILDING
ACROSS THE STREET...

TURNING AGENT AVERY
AND HIS ENTRY TEAM INTO MIST.

IF YOU SHOOT ME, NIKKI,

IT MIGHT CAUSE MY THUMB
TO TENSE UP

AND PUSH THE BUTTON.

DO YOU REALLY WANT
TO TAKE THAT CHANCE?

THEY'RE NOT
IN THE BUILDING ANYMORE.

I ONLY SENT THEM IN THERE
TO THROW YOU OFF.

YOU'RE LYING. (chuckles)

WHY WOULD THEY BE IN THERE

IF I KNEW
THAT YOU WERE IN HERE?

FACE IT, DUNN.
I BEAT YOU.

NIKKI HEAT WON.

NO.

NO!
NO!

(Shaw grunts)

(Dunn pants)
(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(rips)
WHERE'S MY PEOPLE?

ACROSS THE STREET, SITTING ON
19 POUNDS OF CYCLONITE.

SHE WAS BLUFFING?!
SHE WAS PROFILING.

GO HELP HER.
HE COULD FLANK HER. GO! GO!

I'VE GOT THIS.

DUNN... GIVE IT UP.

NOBODY HAS TO DIE.

(thud)

(grunts)

(grunts)
OH!

(grunts)

UGH!

AH!

(grunts)

OHH.

THAT'S HOW ALL MY STORIES END,
WITH SOMEONE ELSE DEAD.
OHH.

NO!

(gunshot)
AH!

(grunting)

I BELIEVE
THIS IS YOUR COLLAR.

OHH!

(Dunn pants)

THIS ISN'T OVER, HEAT.

IT'S NOT HEAT.
(handcuffs click)

IT'S BECKETT.

(Dunn grunts)

YOU HAVE THE RIGHT
TO REMAIN SILENT...

SO SHUT THE HELL UP.

(handcuffs click)

THANK YOU.

DITTO.

(breathes heavily)

HELL OF A SHOT, CASTLE.

I WAS AIMING FOR HIS HEAD.

(elevator bell dings)
(indistinct conversations)

HEY, WE'RE THINKING MAYBE
YOU COULD TALK TO MONTGOMERY

ABOUT FINDING SOME ROOM
IN THE BUDGET

FOR THOSE SMART BOARDS.
SURE. WHILE THEY'RE AT IT, MAYBE
THEY COULD BUY US BATMOBILES.

THAT'D BE COOL.
YEAH.

OUR MURDER BOARDS
ARE JUST FINE.
FOR A CAVEMAN.

(Ryan) MM.

AGENT SHAW.
I WAS JUST WRITING YOU
A NOTE.

DUNN IS BEING TRANSPORTED
TO THE TOMBS,

WHERE HE'LL ENJOY HIS STAY
IN THE INTENSIVE MANAGEMENT UNIT

WITH THE STATE'S
MOST DANGEROUS CRIMINALS.

WELL, HE'S GETTING
HIS 15 MINUTES.

THAT'S WHAT HE WANTED
THIS WHOLE TIME.
YEAH, BUT IT'LL BE
ON OUR TERMS.

I WANT YOU TO KNOW

THAT I LEARNED A LOT
FROM YOU ON THIS ONE.

YOU DID
MOST OF THE HEAVY LIFTING.

HONESTLY, THE THING
THAT IMPRESSED ME MOST

IS THAT YOU CAME IN
WITH CASTLE.

YOU KNOW, SOME PEOPLE
WOULD CALL THAT FOOLISH.
(Avery) I THINK DENZEL
SHOULD PLAY ME IN THE MOVIE.

(Castle) URKEL.
YOU MADE A TOUGH DECISION
ON YOUR FEET,

USED THE RESOURCES AT HAND.

I'D SAY THAT'S HEROIC
AND SOMEWHAT POETIC.

I THE END, DUNN DID
ACTUALLY FACE NIKKI HEAT.

SHE IS, AFTER ALL,
PART YOU, PART CASTLE.

(speaks inaudibly)

HE CARES ABOUT YOU, KATE.

YOU MAY NOT SEE IT.
YOU MAY NOT BE READY TO.

BUT HE DOES.

YEAH, WELL, THE SITUATION
WITH CASTLE IS... COMPLICATED.

AH.

(Castle) LADIES.

DETECTIVE BECKETT.

IT'S BEEN A PLEASURE.

WE'LL SEE YOU AROUND.

CASTLE.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP.

YOU ARE A VALUABLE ASSET
TO DETECTIVE BECKETT'S TEAM.

WELL, IT WOULD BE GREAT
IF YOU WOULD CALL HER

AND REMIND HER OF THAT
FROM TIME TO TIME.
(chuckles)

(laughs)

WOW. WHAT'S THIS?

OPEN IT.

MY FATHER'S WATCH.

THANK YOU.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

I FOUND IT IN THE WRECKAGE,
HAD IT FIXED.

I'VE GOT GOOD NEWS.

YEAH?
I TALKED TO AVERY

ABOUT BUYING ONE OF THOSE
INCREDIBLE FED-MOBILES--

WITHOUT THE WEAPONS,
OF COURSE--

BUT I COULD STOCK IT
WITH MY OWN GADGETS.

I COULD GET "WRITER" AIRBRUSHED
ACROSS THE BACK WINDOW.

RYAN AND ESPOSITO HAVE
A BETTER CAR THAN YOU DO.

I'M JUST--I'M EMBARRASSED
TO HAVE CRIMINALS

IN THE BACK OF THAT THING, AND I
DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOUR SEAT,

BUT MINE'S GOT A SPRING
THAT HITS ME IN THE--

(laughs) OH, RICHARD, DARLING,
YOU'RE JUST IN TIME.

I MADE DINNER.

MOTHER,
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

WELL, WE'RE EATING.

YOU KNOW, SOMETHING FAMILIES DO
A COUPLE OF TIMES A DAY.

HI, DAD.

HI. SO, UH,
WHAT ABOUT CHET?

WELL, DARLING, I NEVER SAID

I WAS GOING TO BE CHAINED
TO THE MAN'S SIDE.

BESIDES, MARTHA RODGERS
IS A WOMAN OF MYSTERY.

AND IN ORDER
TO MAINTAIN THAT,

I'M GOING TO HAVE TO...
DIVIDE MY TIME ACCORDINGLY.

LIKE HAVING DUAL CITIZENSHIP.
EXACTLY.

BESIDES, IT'S BETTER FOR
MY RELATIONSHIP WITH CHET.

SO IF I HAVE TO EAT
A FEW MEALS A WEEK

AND DO ALL OF
MY LAUNDRY HERE... (sighs)

I'LL JUST HAVE TO, UM,
MAKE THAT WORK.
I THINK THAT SOUNDS LIKE
A FINE PLAN.

HMM.
WELL, I HOPE
YOU'LL BE COMFORTABLE

SLEEPING IN
THE HOME THEATER CHAIRS

I'M HAVING DELIVERED
TO YOUR ROOM.

THEY DO RECLINE.
AHH.