Original subtitles

THERE ARE TWO KINDS OF FOLKS WHO SIT AROUND THINKING ABOUT

HOW TO KILL PEOPLE--PSYCHOPATHS AND MYSTERY WRITERS.

I'M THE KIND THAT PAYS BETTER. WHO AM I? I'M RICK CASTLE.

CASTLE. CASTLE.

I REALLY AM RUGGEDLY HANDSOME, AREN'T I? EVERY WRITER NEEDS INSPIRATION,

AND I'VE FOUND MINE. DETECTIVE KATE BECKETT.

BECKETT. BECKETT.

NIKKI HEAT? THE CHARACTER HE'S BASING ON YOU.

AND THANKS TO MY FRIENDSHIP WITH THE MAYOR,

I GET TO BE ON HER CASE. I WOULD BE HAPPY TO LET YOU SPANK ME.

AND TOGETHER, WE CATCH KILLERS. WE MAKE A PRETTY GOOD TEAM, YOU KNOW?

LIKE STARSKY AND HUTCH, TURNER AND HOOCH. YOU DO REMIND ME A LITTLE OF HOOCH.

(Steve McDonald's "Not Bad at All" playing)

(grunting)

♪ HOW DOES IT FEEL WHEN THINGS ARE GOING YOUR WAY? ♪

(grunting continues)

♪ YOU PICK A LUCKY NUMBER EVERY DAY ♪

(grunting continues)

♪ HOW DOES IT FEEL WHEN THINGS FEEL LIKE THEY SHOULD? ♪

♪ HOW DOES IT FEEL WHEN THINGS ARE... ♪ (grunts)

♪ GOOD? ♪

♪ NOT BAD AT ALL, NOT BAD AT ALL ♪

(Beckett grunting)

♪ HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW THAT YOU'RE NUMBER ONE? ♪

YOU NEED SOMEONE TO STEADY YOUR BAG.

ARE YOU OFFERING?

♪ ...BEGUN ♪

YEAH. SURE.

ALL RIGHT. THANKS.

ALL RIGHT.

(grunts)

(grunts)

(grunts)

NICE.

(laughs)

(cell phone rings)

♪ SIT BACK AND SMILE ♪

THANK YOU. ANYTIME.

(ring)

(ring)

(beep)

BECKETT.

(Theme from "The Good, The Bad and The Ugly" playing)

♪♪

ALL RIGHT. HERE COMES THE TURN.

MM. ACTUALLY, SWEETIE, IT'S CALLED THE RIVER.

RIGHT. RIGHT.

THE, UH, FIFTH COMMUNITY CARD IS CALLED "THE RIVER"

OR "FIFTH STREET."

NOW YOU'RE ON THE TROLLEY, KID.

(sighs) SO... WHO WON?

OH. WELL, ACTUALLY, YOU HAD ME

UNTIL THE RIVER.

MM-HMM. AND YOU GOT A THIRD JACK,

AND TRIP JACKS BEAT TRIP 9s. YOU WIN. WELL, DON'T SWEAT IT, SWEETHEART.

JUST YOUR FIRST LESSON.

WHAT DO YOU SAY WE CALL IT A NIGHT?

WHAT? NO. LET'S KEEP PLAYING.

SHUFFLE UP AND DEAL. (Martha) AH, HELLO, DARLINGS.

OH, WHAT'S ALL THIS?

DAD'S TEACHING ME THE BASICS

OF NO-LIMIT TEXAS HOLD'EM.

I'M SHOCKED--SHOCKED-- THERE'S GAMBLING IN HERE.

DEAL ME IN.

(cards shuffle, cell phone rings)

AHH. (ring)

(beep) (dramatic voice) GOOD EVENING, DETECTIVE BECKETT.

(police radio chatter)

(camera shutter clicking) (Esposito) VICTIM'S NAME IS PAUL FINCH.

ACCORDING TO THE REGISTRATION, IT'S HIS CAR.

WHAT DO WE KNOW ABOUT HIM? WE RAN HIM FOR NEXT OF KIN, FOUND HIS WIFE.

(Ryan) SHE'S ON HER WAY IN. AND HIS RAP SHEET.

HE'S A THIEF... (camera shutter clicking)

COUPLE OF BANK JOBS, SOME CORPORATE B&Es.

BUT HE HASN'T BEEN ARRESTED IN A FEW YEARS.

SO HE'S EITHER REALLY LUCKY...

OR HE'S OUT OF THE GAME. WHAT HAPPENED?

I'D SAY HE WAS ELECTROCUTED. THIS VOLTAGE HAD TO BE PRETTY HIGH

FOR HIM TO GET BURNS LIKE THAT. WELL, SURE.

YOU CONNECT THESE LEADS DIRECTLY INTO THE IGNITION SYSTEM,

YOU REV THE ENGINE HIGH ENOUGH... LOOKS LIKE THEY WERE TRYING TO TORTURE HIM,

BUT ENDED UP KILLING HIM INSTEAD.

EITHER WAY, IT WASN'T PLEASANT. YOU KNOW, WHOEVER DID THIS

EITHER WANTED TO SEND A MESSAGE

OR NEEDED SOMETHING FROM HIM.

WHAT WOULD SOMEBODY NEED FROM A RETIRED...

WHAT?

HIS EYES ARE CLOSED. (camera shutter clicks)

DID ANYONE TOUCH THE BODY BEFORE YOU CAME HERE?

NOPE. IT WAS LIKE THAT WHEN I GOT HERE.

THE KILLER MUST HAVE CLOSED 'EM POSTMORTEM.

THAT MEANS HE KNEW THE VICTIM. THAT MEANS HE KNEW OUR VICTIM.

I WOULD SAY, HE PROBABLY FELT GUILTY ABOUT WHAT HE HAD DONE,

WANTED TO ERASE IT.

HAVE C.S.U. SWEEP THE CARS, AND LET'S FUME THE BODY.

MAYBE WE'LL GET SOME PRINTS OFF OF HIS EYELIDS. YOU GOT IT.

(camera shutter clicks)

(police radio chatter)

(Castle) WHAT IS IT?

YOU TELL ME. MAYBE HE WAS MURDERED

BY THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS PRINCE.

(Beckett) MRS. FINCH, WE'RE VERY SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS.

DOES THIS...

LOOK FAMILIAR TO YOU AT ALL?

NO, I'M SORRY.

LOOK, I KNOW WHAT MY HUSBAND WAS,

BUT PAUL HAD BEEN OUT OF THE GAME SINCE HE LEFT PRISON.

WHEN WE GOT MARRIED, HE SWORE OFF TAKING SCORES.

THEN A FEW WEEKS AGO, HE SAID

HE HAD TO GO DO SOMETHING FOR A FRIEND.

DID HE TELL YOU WHAT OR WHO? NO.

I BEGGED HIM NOT TO DO IT, BUT HE...

HE SAID HE OWED THE GUY FROM WAY BACK.

PAUL WAS A THIEF, DETECTIVE,

BUT HE HAD THIS SENSE OF HONOR.

HE WAS OLD-FASHIONED LIKE THAT.

HE WAS A GOOD MAN, DETECTIVE.

I MEAN, GOD KNOWS HE HAD HIS FAULTS,

BUT... THIS?

HE DIDN'T DESERVE THIS.

(Castle) SO THE GUY COMES OUT OF RETIREMENT

FOR ONE JOB AND ENDS UP DEAD.

THAT CANNOT BE A COINCIDENCE. YEAH, WHAT LURES A GUY WHO'S BEEN RETIRED FOR YEARS

BACK INTO THE GAME? MUST'VE BEEN SOMETHING BIG.

THAT WAS ROBBERY ON THE PHONE. THEY LOGGED IN A BREAK-IN

AT A BRANCH OF MANHATTAN MUTUAL THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY.

BANK HEIST. THAT FITS WITH FINCH'S PROFILE.

DID THEY HAVE ANY DETAILS? NOPE.

THEY'RE SENDING THE NEW GUY UP NOW. AND THAT WOULD BE ME.

OH-HO! WHAT'S UP, BRO?

HOW YOU DOING? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU TRANSFERRED?

AH, YOU KNOW, I BEEN SETTLING IN.

HEY, UH, THIS IS MY BOY-- TOM DEMMING.

HE WAS ONE OF THE BEST COPS BACK AT THE 54th.

THIS IS MY PARTNER--RYAN. HOW YOU DOING?

HEY, NICE TO MEET YOU, MAN. YOU, TOO.

(Esposito) RICHARD CASTLE. YEAH, THE AUTHOR, RIGHT?

THAT'S RIGHT. AND THIS IS DETECTIVE BECKETT.

YEAH, WE MET. YES. HI.

HI. (chuckles)

SO PAUL FINCH, HUH? HE'S ONE OF THE FEW GUYS ON THE ISLAND

WHO COULD'VE TAKEN A SCORE LIKE THAT.

LIKE WHAT? A COUPLE OF PROS TUNNEL INTO THE VAULT,

DRILL OPEN A SAFE DEPOSIT BOX,

LEAVE NOTHING BEHIND BUT THE GREAT SMELL OF BRUT. AND YOU THINK

THAT FINCH COULDN'T HAVE PULLED THIS OFF ON HIS OWN?

NAH, IT'S A 2-MAN JOB AT THE MINIMUM.

THERE'S DEFINITELY ANOTHER PLAYER

FLOATING AROUND OUT THERE. WELL, WE'VE RUN A SEARCH

FOR HIS PHONE RECORDS AND FINANCIALS, SO HOPEFULLY

WE'LL FIND SOMETHING THAT TIES HIM TO A PARTNER.

OR MAYBE THE PARTNER TURNED ON FINCH AFTER THE ROBBERY,

DECIDED HE DIDN'T NEED HIM ANYMORE. EITHER WAY, WE KNOW THAT

THE ROBBERY AND THE HOMICIDE ARE CONNECTED.

THAT SEEMS LIKE AN AWFUL LOT OF TROUBLE

FOR ONE SAFE DEPOSIT BOX. YEAH.

AND THEY LEFT STACKS OF CASH UNTOUCHED.

THE GUYS DOWNSTAIRS THOUGHT I WAS NUTS

WHEN I HOPPED ON THIS CASE, BUT I LIKE THE WEIRD ONES.

HMM. HOW ABOUT THAT? BECKETT LIKES THE WEIRD ONES, TOO.

YEAH. (Castle) WHAT COULD BE IN THAT BOX

THAT WOULD BE WORTH DIGGING A TUNNEL TO AND KILLING FOR?

DIAMONDS? GERMAN BEARER BONDS?

NAZI GOLD? AH, WE STILL DON'T KNOW YET.

THE BANK HAD SOME TROUBLE LOCATING THE OWNER,

BUT HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE COMING IN THIS AFTERNOON.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN ME FOR THE INTERROGATION? YEAH. YEAH, I'D LOVE TO.

(Demming) GOOD. MEANWHILE, I'M GONNA NEED YOU GUYS TO HIT THE STREET

AND SEE IF YOU CAN SCARE UP ANY OF FINCH'S ASSOCIATES--

MAYBE ANYONE THAT HE'S TAKEN SCORES WITH IN THE PAST

OR PEOPLE THAT HE OWES. THANK YOU. YOU GOT IT.

WHAT CAN I DO?

YOU COULD WATCH.

TWO WEEKS AGO, I SAVED YOUR LIFE TWICE.

(Beckett) THANK YOU FOR COMING IN, MR. CANA.

CALL ME FRED. (Demming) AND OBVIOUSLY, WE'RE GONNA DO EVERYTHING WE CAN

TO HELP YOU RECOVER YOUR STOLEN PROPERTY.

UH, WHAT EXACTLY WAS IN THE BOX?

STAMPS. STAMPS?

YEAH, I COLLECT 'EM. IT KINDA SURPRISES ME

IT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO REACH OUT TO US.

THE FOLKS AT THE BANK SAID THEY LEFT YOU A HALF A DOZEN MESSAGES

OVER THE LAST COUPLE OF DAYS. WELL, I BEEN BUSY, YOU KNOW?

I BEEN WORKING A LOT.

AND WHAT IS IT THAT YOU DO?

I'M IN, UH, PRIVATE SECURITY.

THIS STAMP COLLECTION, HOW MUCH WAS IT WORTH EXACTLY?

WELL, IT'S HARD TO PUT A PRICE TAG

ON AN ITEM LIKE THAT

BECAUSE OF, YOU KNOW, THE SENTIMENTAL VALUE.

AND WHO ELSE KNEW THAT YOU WERE KEEPING IT AT THE BANK?

JUST A SELECT GROUP OF OTHER STAMP ENTHUSIASTS

WITH WHOM I FORMED... RELATIONSHIPS OVER THE YEARS.

SO HOW LONG YOU BEEN A PHILATELIST, FRED?

HEY, WATCH YOUR MOUTH, PAL. FRED CANA DON'T GO THAT ROUTE.

PHILATELY IS THE STUDY OF STAMPS, MR. CANA,

WHICH YOU WOULD KNOW IF YOU WERE, IN FACT, A COLLECTOR.

COME ON, FRED. WHAT'S REALLY IN THE BOX, HUH?

WHAT'D THEY STEAL FROM YOU? I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THIS CRAP.

I'M THE VICTIM HERE.

(Ryan) HEY.

HEY, YOU GUYS ROUNDING UP THE USUAL SUSPECTS?

YEAH, AND EVERY HOOD THIS SIDE OF HARLEM

SAYS FINCH HAS BEEN OUT OF ACTION FOR YEARS. WHERE'S BECKETT?

OH, SHE AND CAPTAIN AMERICA ARE IN THERE WITH FRED CANA.

FRED CANA?

YEAH, HE'S THE GUY WHO RENTED THE SAFETY...

(paper clips clatter)

(chuckles) OFFICER ESPOSITO!

ACTUALLY, IT'S DETECTIVE ESPOSITO NOW, FRED.

CONGRATULATIONS.

FRED HERE IS A BAGMAN FOR VICTOR RACINE.

WHO'S VICTOR RACINE? (Demming) HE'S A SYNDICATE MAN.

MADE THE LEAP FROM ORGANIZED CRIME

TO LEGITIMATE BUSINESSMAN WHILE NO ONE WAS LOOKING.

RACINE IS CONNECTED AND UNTOUCHABLE.

YOU OUGHTA KNOW. ESPOSITO AND HIS OLD PARTNER

TRIED TO TOUCH HIM A FEW YEARS BACK.

HOW ABOUT I TOUCH YOU INSTEAD?! COME ON! COME ON, TOUGH GUY!

LET'S GO, MAN! (Ryan) COME ON. TAKE A WALK.

ALL RIGHT? HE'S NOT WORTH IT. MAN...

(Demming) LET'S GO. TAKE A WALK.

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT? HE WORKS FOR VICTOR RACINE.

SO?

VICTOR RACINE KILLED MY PARTNER.

♪♪

HIS NAME WAS IKE. IKE THORNTON.

WE PARTNERED UP BACK WHEN I WAS AT THE 54th.

WE WORKED THE ORGANIZED CRIME TASK FORCE.

VICTOR RACINE WAS OUR TARGET...

UNTIL ONE DAY, IKE DIDN'T COME INTO WORK.

IT'S LIKE HE JUST DISAPPEARED.

TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE,

INTERNAL AFFAIRS CAME AROUND HERE

ASKING ALL THESE QUESTIONS, TALKING LIKE IKE HAD GONE OVER,

THAT HE WAS WORKING FOR RACINE.

IT WAS AN ABSOLUTE LOAD OF CRAP.

COUPLE OF DAYS LATER,

SOME KIDS FOUND IKE'S CAR OUT BY THE DOCKS...

SHOT TO HELL, BLOOD ALL OVER THE SEATS.

ALL THE HALLMARKS OF A PROFESSIONAL HIT.

YEAH, ONLY WE COULDN'T TIE IT BACK TO RACINE.

HIS GUYS HAD DUMPED IKE'S BODY SO THAT WE COULD NEVER FIND IT.

THE DEPARTMENT SHUT DOWN THE WHOLE OPERATION AFTER THAT.

I TRANSFERRED HERE. BUT I KNOW ONE THING--

IF FRED CANA HAS A SAFE DEPOSIT BOX,

IT'S BECAUSE HE'S HOLDING SOMETHING FOR RACINE.

AND IT AIN'T NO STAMPS.

(Beckett) HE WANTS BLOOD.

WELL, I DON'T BLAME HIM. FROM THE LOOK OF IT,

I'M GUESSING RACINE HAD FINCH KILLED FOR STEALING FROM HIM.

WELL, THAT EXPLAINS WHY HE WAS TORTURED--

SO HE'D GIVE UP HIS PARTNER.

YOU KNOW, WHATEVER THEY STOLE FROM THAT SAFE DEPOSIT BOX,

RACINE WANTS IT BACK BAD. YEAH, BUT HOW DID HE GET ONTO FINCH IN THE FIRST PLACE?

MAYBE HE RECOGNIZED THE GREAT SMELL OF BRUT. (chuckles)

I'M SURE THAT RACINE IS THE KIND OF GUY WHO HAS HIS SOURCES.

SO YOU LIKE OUR STAMP COLLECTOR

FOR DOING THE DEED ON RACINE'S BEHALF? SURE, EXCEPT WE CALLED.

HE HAS WITNESSES WILLING TO CORROBORATE HIS WHEREABOUTS.

OF COURSE HE DOES. AND WE HAVE NO PROOF OTHERWISE.

OH, SPEAKING OF WHICH, THEY BROUGHT UP THE C.S.U. REPORT

ON THE CRIME SCENE.

THE CAR WAS WIPED DOWN.

OTHER THAN FINCH AND HIS WIFE, WE GOT NO USABLE PRINTS.

AND WE STILL DON'T HAVE AN I.D. ON THAT METAL SYMBOL WE FOUND.

MEANWHILE, OUR STAMP COLLECTOR HAS AN ALIBI,

AND WE CURRENTLY HAVE NO EVIDENCE.

SO WHAT IS OUR NEXT STEP?

WE TALK TO THE REAL VICTIM OF OUR ROBBERY--

MR. VICTOR RACINE.

BOLD. I LIKE YOUR STYLE.

WHAT, YOU THINK HE'S THE KIND OF GUY

WHO'S JUST GONNA TELL US WHAT'S IN THAT BOX

OR MAYBE ADMIT TO KILLING THE THIEF?

WATCH AND LEARN, CASTLE. WATCH AND LEARN.

TO WHAT DO I OWE THIS PLEASURE, HUH?

(whoosh, applause) A SAFE DEPOSIT BOX AT MANHATTAN MUTUAL

WAS BROKEN INTO THE OTHER NIGHT, MR. RACINE.

IT WAS REGISTERED TO AN ASSOCIATE OF YOURS--

FRED CANA. YOU DON'T SAY? WHAT'S THIS WORLD COMING TO, HUH?

MR. CANA CLAIMS THAT THE BOX CONTAINED

HIS STAMP COLLECTION?

WELL, I'VE NEVER KNOWN MR. CANA TO LIE... (whoosh)

TO ME. (water splashes, crowd groans)

WELL, WE BELIEVE THAT IT HELD SOMETHING

A LITTLE BIT MORE VALUABLE-- MAYBE SOMETHING OF YOURS.

OH, REALLY? AND WHY IS THAT?

BECAUSE ONE OF THE GUYS INVOLVED IN THE ROBBERY

WAS FOUND MURDERED IN A PARKING GARAGE LAST NIGHT.

WELL, ACTUALLY, MR. FINCH WAS TORTURED BEFORE HE WAS KILLED.

NOW WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THAT IF ALL HE STOLE WERE STAMPS?

HMM. WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT?

HOME.

(whoosh)

AND I HAVE AROUND-THE-CLOCK BODYGUARDS... (applause)

WHO CAN ATTEST TO MY WHEREABOUTS,

BUT YOU DON'T THINK I KILLED FINCH.

YOU ASSUME I HAD SOMEBODY DO IT FOR ME,

SO YOU'RE HERE JUST TO...

COUNT COUP, AREN'T YOU?

SORRY. WHAT WAS THAT?

THE PLAINS INDIANS CONSIDERED IT AN ACT OF BRAVERY

TO GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO ONE OF THEIR ENEMIES

TO TOUCH HIM WITH A COUP STICK. IS MY HAIR... LOOKS GOOD.

THANKS. THIS ITEM OR ITEMS THAT WERE IN THE SAFETY DEPOSIT BOX,

IF THEY'RE SO VALUABLE,

WHY AREN'T YOU OUT CHASING DOWN MR. FINCH'S ASSOCIATE

IN THIS ENDEAVOR?

AFTER ALL, YOU KNOW WHAT THE OLD SAYING IS--

NO HONOR AMONG THIEVES.

(club smacks golf ball) (whoosh)

SEE, WHAT'D I SAY? WASTE OF TIME.

WELL PLAYED, DETECTIVE.

THANK YOU, DETECTIVE.

"WELL PLAYED"? ALL HE DID WAS DENY IT.

WELL, YOU CAN LEARN A LOT FROM A DENIAL. LIKE WHAT?

LIKE RACINE HASN'T FOUND FINCH'S PARTNER YET.

BECAUSE RACINE WOULD NEVER POINT US IN THAT DIRECTION

IF HE ALREADY KNEW WHO OR WHERE THE PARTNER WAS.

HE MUST WANT THIS GUY PRETTY BAD

IF HE'S WILLING TO HAVE THE COPS DO HIS LEGWORK FOR HIM.

HOW DOES IT HELP RACINE IF WE FIND FINCH'S PARTNER FIRST? (cell phone rings)

RACINE'S CONNECTED. HE'D HAVE NO TROUBLE

HAVING FINCH'S PARTNER KILLED IN JAIL.

BECKETT.

OKAY. WE'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

(beep) LANIE'S READY TO FUME THE BODY.

ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS HEAD BACK TO THE MORGUE.

I'M GONNA GO SEE IF FINCH'S FINANCIALS HAVE COME IN YET.

OKAY.

WHAT?

NOTHING.

(Castle) THAT IS SO COOL.

DO YOU MIND IF I TAKE PICTURES? KNOCK YOURSELF OUT.

BUT IF ANY OF THEM END UP ON THE INTERNET,

I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND HURT YOU. (mouths word)

SO...

WHAT'S WITH THE HANDSOME ROBBERY DETECTIVE?

DEMMING?

OH, WE'RE JUST WORKING THE CASE TOGETHER. THAT'S ALL.

MM-HMM. BUT THEN AGAIN,

YOU HAVE BEEN WORKING WITH CASTLE FOR A YEAR

AND NOT A DAMN THING HAS HAPPENED, SO...

WE HAD A POOL GOING.

I LOST A LOT OF MONEY ON YOU TWO.

YOU GUYS.

(Beckett) YAHTZEE. THE KILLER LEFT A PRINT

WHEN HE CLOSED OUR VICTIM'S EYE. LET'S RUN IT.

(beeping)

(chirps)

HUH.

WHAT?

WE GOT A MATCH ON THE PRINT,

BUT THE GUY IT BELONGS TO IS DEAD. (clicks keyboard keys, computer chirps)

BUT THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. UNLESS HE'S A ZOMBIE.

NOT A ZOMBIE.

(chirps) A COP.

ISAAC...

"IKE" THORNTON.

ESPOSITO'S OLD PARTNER? HE'S ALIVE?

I WENT TO HIS FUNERAL,

HELD HIS WIFE'S HAND.

AND NOW YOU'RE TELLING ME HE'S ALIVE AND WORKING FOR RACINE,

THAT HE MURDERED FINCH?

IT WAS THE PERFECT DISAPPEARING ACT.

HE KNEW THAT EVERYONE WOULD THINK

THAT RACINE HAD KILLED HIM AND DUMPED HIS BODY SOMEWHERE.

NAH, I DON'T SEE HOW HE COULD DO IT, TO THE BADGE, TO ME?

I WOULD'VE TAKEN A BULLET FOR HIM. ESPOSITO.

THIS IS LIEUTENANT HOLLIWELL FROM INTERNAL AFFAIRS. WE'VE MET.

YOU CALLED I.A.? NO.

I CALLED 'EM FOR YOUR PROTECTION. I'M SORRY, DETECTIVE.

I DON'T REALLY ENJOY BEING PROVED RIGHT.

NO, OF COURSE NOT.

I TAKE IT YOU WERE THE INVESTIGATING OFFICER

WHEN IKE THORNTON DISAPPEARED? I WAS.

AND WHAT PUT YOU ONTO HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE? RACINE WAS ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD OF US,

LIKE HE ALWAYS KNEW WHAT WE WERE THINKING.

IT DIDN'T TAKE TOO MUCH TO FIGURE OUT

THAT HE WAS BEING TIPPED OFF BY A COP.

LUCKILY, WE HAD AN INFORMANT AT THE TIME THAT CONFIRMED IT,

BUT BEFORE WE WERE ABLE TO ARREST THORNTON,

HE DISAPPEARED.

MOST LIKELY FOUND OUT THAT WE WERE COMING FOR HIM.

WHEN WE FOUND HIS CAR, WE JUST ASSUMED RACINE KILLED HIM.

LOOKS LIKE HE BROUGHT HIM INTO THE FAMILY INSTEAD.

HAS THORNTON CONTACTED YOU?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, CONTACTED ME? WHOA, WHOA.

WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU ACCUSING MY PARTNER OF?

I'M NOT ACCUSING. I'M ASKING. ASKING WHAT...

IF I KNEW ALL ALONG, IF I WAS PART OF IT?

THE ANSWER'S NO. IT WAS SUCH AN ELABORATE HOAX. IT SEEMS LIKE IT WOULD TAKE

A LITTLE BIT OF PLANNING, A LITTLE HELP. I JUST TOLD YOU, I DIDN'T KNOW.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, TAKE A POLY? WOULD YOU TAKE A POLYGRAPH TEST?

WAIT A MINUTE-- IF IT'LL GET YOU OFF MY BACK.

ESPOSITO, YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS. I WANT TO.

GOOD. MY OFFICE. ONE HOUR.

(footsteps approach)

THAT GUY WAS OUT OF LINE BACK THERE.

I'D BE ASKING THE SAME QUESTIONS IF I WAS IN HIS SHOES.

YOU KNOW YOU CAN TALK TO ME, RIGHT?

I PUT ALL THAT STUFF BEHIND ME, BRO.

THE ONLY THING I HAVE LEFT FROM BACK THEN...

(metal jangles) IS THIS RIGHT HERE.

BACK IN THE DAY, WHEN I WAS IN THE 54th,

EVERYBODY USED TO CARRY ONE OF THESE WITH 'EM.

IT WAS LIKE A SENSE OF PRIDE, YOU KNOW? IKE HAD ONE OF THOSE?

YEAH. WHY?

LET ME SEE IT. (clatters)

(keys jangle)

THE 54th.

IT MUST HAVE BROKEN OFF WHEN HE WAS STRUGGLING WITH FINCH.

IT WAS HIM.

YOU KNOW NO ONE WOULD BLAME YOU IF YOU STEPPED OFF THIS CASE.

NO.

PARTNER OR NOT...

HE KILLED A MAN.

(Castle) THIS GUY'S PULLED A GHOST ROUTINE FOR YEARS--

GAVE UP HIS OLD LIFE, HIS FRIENDS.

A GUY CAN'T PULL A DISAPPEARING ACT LIKE THAT

WITHOUT HELP FROM SOMEBODY. HE HAD RACINE'S HELP.

WELL, RACINE OR NO RACINE, HE WAS MARRIED, RIGHT, HAS A KID?

THEY MUST HAVE KNOWN.

I SAW CAROL LAST MONTH. SHE DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING.

YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?

HELL, I'M NOT SURE ABOUT ANYTHING ANYMORE.

WHERE YOU GOING?

TAKE A POLY, CLEAR MY NAME.

GO PICK UP THE WIFE. LET'S SEE WHAT SHE KNOWS.

I'M SORRY. I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.

HIS THUMBPRINT'S ON OUR VICTIM'S BODY, CAROL.

HE'S ALIVE. THERE'S NO OTHER EXPLANATION.

WELL, THEY NEVER RECOVERED IKE'S BODY, SO I DON'T KNOW.

SOMEONE COULD'VE CUT OFF HIS THUMB AND--

YES, THEY COULD'VE DONE THAT, BUT YOU KNOW THEY DIDN'T.

COME ON, CAROL. IT'S BEEN YEARS.

AN ATTRACTIVE WOMAN LIKE YOU HASN'T FOUND SOMEONE NEW?

IT'S NOT EASY WHEN YOU'RE A SINGLE MOM.

NOT THAT THAT'S ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS.

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU GET

WHEN A COP DIES WITH A WARRANT OUT ON HIM?

WELL, I'LL TELL YOU WHAT YOU DON'T GET.

YOU DON'T GET A FOLDED FLAG AND YOU SURE AS HELL

DON'T GET A PENNY OF HIS PENSION. AND YET, YOU SOMEHOW MANAGE TO MAKE MORTGAGE PAYMENTS--

IF IKE IS ALIVE, THAT MEANS WE'RE STILL MARRIED.

AND YOU CAN'T COMPEL ME TO TESTIFY AGAINST MY SPOUSE.

SHE KNEW HE WAS ALIVE, BUT DID SHE KNOW

HE WAS WORKING FOR RACINE? SHE'S A COP WIFE AND SHE KNOWS HER RIGHTS.

GOOD LUCK GETTING ANYTHING OUT OF HER. SHE MIGHT TALK TO ME.

OH. LOOK WHO PASSED HIS POLY. YEAH.

HAD THE FEELING THAT HOLLIWELL WAS KINDA DISAPPOINTED.

(chuckles) SHE KNOWS ME.

I MIGHT BE ABLE TO GET HER TO OPEN UP.

ALL RIGHT, TAKE A RUN AT HER IN THE MORNING.

AND I'LL GET A UNIT DOWN TO THE HOUSE

IN CASE IKE DECIDES TO SHOW UP. RIGHT.

BETRAYAL, LIES, DECEIT--

SOUNDS LIKE MY FIRST MARRIAGE.

WHAT? I'M TRYING TO FIGURE OUT

WHAT WAS SO DAMN IMPORTANT IN THAT SAFE DEPOSIT BOX

THAT FINCH AND HIS PARTNER WOULD RISK THEIR LIVES THAT WAY. (keypad beeps)

(cell phone rings) WHO ARE YOU CALLING?

DEMMING. (chuckles) I WAS JUST CALLING YOU.

WHAT A COINCIDENCE. I WAS JUST COMING TO SEE YOU.

WOW. IT'S LIKE WE'RE ALL ON THE SAME CASE.

ESPOSITO TOLD ME ABOUT IKE. YOU HAVE A LEAD ON HIM YET?

(Beckett) NO. WE'RE WORKING ON IT.

WHAT ABOUT FINCH'S PARTNER? AH, THERE'S NOTHING IN HIS PHONE

OR HIS FINANCIALS THAT POINTS TO ONE.

BUT THE BANK SURVEILLANCE TAPES FINALLY CAME IN.

I WAS GONNA SCRUB 'EM IN THE MORNING.

IF FINCH CASED THE JOINT IN THE LAST COUPLE OF WEEKS-- THEN MAYBE THE MYSTERY PARTNER WENT WITH HIM.

EXACTLY. YOU WANT TO JOIN ME?

YEAH. YEAH, I'D LOVE TO. GREAT. I'LL SEE YOU IN THE MORNING.

OKAY, GREAT. I'LL SEE YOU. GOOD NIGHT.

GOOD NIGHT.

CASTLE, CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?

YOU AND BECKETT--

IS THERE, UH, SOMETHING GOING ON?

ME AND BECKETT? YEAH.

NO. LOOK, MAN, IF I'M OFFSIDES--

NO FLAG ON THE PLAY.

GREAT. OKAY. GREAT.

DON'T SMILE WHEN YOU HAVE A GOOD CARD.

YOU NEED TO DEVELOP A POKER FACE.

TRUST ME. IT COMES IN HANDY.

EXCEPT WHEN IT DOESN'T.

WH-WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

NEVER MIND.

PAIR OF LADIES.

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?

(sighs) BOOM!

TWO COWBOYS! I WIN.

WHO'S THE DADDY NOW?

YOU WIN LIKE YOUR GRANDMOTHER.

(chuckles) SO IT LOOKS LIKE I OWE YOU

ONE NIGHT OF SOLO DISH DUTY.

AND YOU OWE ME FOUR DAYS OF BED-MAKING DUTY,

THREE SPA TREATMENTS, TWO PAIRS OF SUNGLASSES

AND A BULGARI PURSE FOR GRAM.

WHAT'S WRONG?

I'M NOT USED TO LOSING.

(knock on door)

(lock clicks)

HEY, CAROL.

GOT A FEW MINUTES?

UNCLE JAVI! HEY, WHAT'S UP, BUDDY?

WHAT'S UP? HOW YOU DOING?

GOOD. GOOD. OH, MAN, YOU LOOKIN' TALL.

MM-HMM. HEY, THIS IS MY BOY--KEVIN.

HI. I'M TIM. NICE TO MEET YOU, TIM.

HEY, HE LOVES BASEBALL CARDS.

WHY DON'T YOU, UH, TAKE HIM UPSTAIRS, SHOW HIM YOURS?

COME ON.

HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN?

(coffee pot clatters)

CAROL, IT'LL BE A LOT EASIER FOR HIM

IF YOU JUST TELL ME WHERE HE IS.

(sighs)

SO YOU CAN ARREST HIM?

CAROL, HE KILLED A MAN.

NO.

HIS PRINTS WERE ON THE BODY.

PLEASE...

PLEASE...

DO NOT TRY TO FIND HIM...

(voice breaking) NOT NOW, NOT WHEN WE ARE SO CLOSE.

SO CLOSE TO WHAT?

(sighs)

I'M SORRY.

I CAN'T.

(computer chirps)

(beeps)

YOU KNOW, IF YOUR MOUSE FINGER GETS TIRED, WE CAN SWITCH.

THAT'S OKAY. I THINK I CAN HANDLE IT. OH, I GET IT.

YOU DON'T WANT TO GIVE UP THE DRIVER'S SEAT. (knock on door)

HEY, I BROUGHT COFFEE. UH, YOU KNOW WHAT? IT'S OKAY. DEMMING ALREADY BROUGHT SOME.

DID HE NOW?

I...

HEY, PAUL FINCH.

(beeps)

OH, YEAH. HE'S CASING THE PLACE.

(Beckett) AND LOOK WHO HIS PARTNER IS. THAT'S HIS WIFE MONICA.

SHE SAID SHE HAD NO IDEA WHAT HE WAS DOING.

THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE WITH 'EM.

THAT'S... (computer chirps and beeps)

IKE THORNTON.

IF HE'S WORKING FOR RACINE, WHAT'S HE DOING WITH FINCH?

SO IKE WAS WORKING WITH FINCH?

YEAH, IT LOOKS THAT WAY. I'M GUESSING HE DISCOVERED

RACINE WAS KEEPING SOMETHING VALUABLE IN THE BOX.

HE NEEDED FINCH'S SKILLS TO HELP HIM GET IT. BUT IF THEY WERE WORKING TOGETHER,

WHY WOULD HE KILL HIM? (Castle) MAYBE RACINE WAS RIGHT.

MAYBE THERE IS NO HONOR AMONGST THIEVES. AND MAYBE HE DIDN'T DO IT.

WE HAVE HIM AT THE SCENE.

HIM WORKING WITH FINCH, WHAT HIS WIFE SAID, IT DOESN'T ADD.

SOMETHING ELSE IS GOING ON. LOOKS LIKE WE'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT WHAT.

(Beckett) HERE'S THE THING, MONICA, WE'RE NOT INTERESTED

IN WHETHER YOU HELPED YOUR HUSBAND CASE THE BANK.

ALL WE CARE ABOUT

IS FINDING THE GUY WHO KILLED HIM--IKE THORNTON.

YOU THINK IKE THORNTON KILLED PAUL?

LET ME TELL YOU THE KIND OF MAN IKE IS.

ABOUT 12 YEARS BACK, HE COLLARED PAUL

AND HIS KID BROTHER BARRY ON A HEIST.

IKE SAW THAT BARRY WAS A FIRST-TIMER,

SO HE CUT HIM A BREAK.

PAUL WENT TO JAIL FOR FIVE YEARS,

BUT HE NEVER FORGOT WHAT IKE DID FOR HIS BROTHER.

THAT'S WHY HE DID THIS LAST JOB WITH HIM, AS PAYBACK.

WELL, PAYBACK'S A BITCH, BECAUSE WE FOUND

IKE'S FINGERPRINTS ON YOUR HUSBAND'S BODY.

I DON'T BELIEVE IT. IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE IT.

THE FACT IS, IKE WAS THERE.

HE TORTURED AND KILLED YOUR HUSBAND. WHAT WAS IN THE BOX, MONICA?

WHAT DID THEY STEAL FROM RACINE?

IT MUST HAVE BEEN PRETTY VALUABLE IF IKE DECIDED

TO KILL YOUR HUSBAND SO HE WOULDN'T HAVE TO SPLIT IT.

(laughs) SPLIT IT? THERE WAS NOTHING TO SPLIT.

WHAT WAS IN THE BOX?

(sighs)

A BOOK. A LEDGER.

A LEDGER?

SOMETHING THAT SHOWED ALL OF RACINE'S PAYS AND OWES

ON ALL OF HIS BUSINESSES, NOT JUST HIS LEGITIMATE ONES.

AN ACCOUNTING OF ALL OF RACINE'S ILLEGAL OPERATIONS

COULD BE WORTH A BUNDLE IN BLACKMAIL.

IT COULD IF THEY'D GOTTEN IT, BUT WHEN THEY HIT THE BANK,

THE BOX WAS EMPTY. EMPTY?

THE LEDGER WASN'T THERE.

(Castle) SO A GUY TORTURES AND KILLS HIS PARTNER

AFTER BREAKING INTO A BANK

TO STEAL SOMETHING FROM HIS BOSS

THAT WASN'T ACTUALLY THERE.

WELL, IT SOUNDS CRAZY WHEN YOU SAY IT LIKE THAT.

LOOK, I KNOW HE WAS MY PARTNER,

BUT NO MATTER HOW I SLICE IT,

IT MAKES NO SENSE THAT IKE WOULD KILL FINCH.

DETECTIVE BECKETT. LIEUTENANT HOLLIWELL.

SORRY TO INTERRUPT, BUT MY TEAM'S BEEN UP ON A WIRE

MONITORING THE CELL PHONES OF SEVERAL KEY MEMBERS

OF RACINE'S ORGANIZATION.

WE'VE BEEN LISTENING FOR ANY MENTION OF IKE THORNTON. AND?

AND IT TURNS OUT, WE'RE NOT THE ONLY ONES LOOKING FOR HIM.

RACINE JUST PUT A PRICE ON THORNTON'S HEAD. (Beckett) RACINE MUST HAVE FOUND OUT

HE WAS GOING AFTER THE LEDGER.

I GUESS YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE YOUR OLD PARTNER BETRAYED.

CAROL. WHERE YOU GOING?

IF RACINE'S GOING AFTER IKE, THE FIRST PLACE HE'S GONNA GO

IS THE SAME PLACE WE WENT, HIS WIFE AND KID. RYAN.

YEAH. I'M GONNA CALL THE SURVEILLANCE TEAM.

(cell phone beeps)

(knocks on door)

CAROL!

(knocks)

CAROL, IT'S JAVI!

(hinges squeak)

CAROL!

TIMMY!

UPSTAIRS. GO.

CAROL!

TIMMY!

(sighs)

NOTHING.

THEY'RE GONE.

SURVEILLANCE TEAM SAID THEY NEVER LEFT.

HOW THE HELL DID THEY-- RACINE.

HAVE THE UNIFORMS CANVASS THE NEIGHBORS.

MAYBE SOMEBODY SAW SOMETHING. YEAH, ON IT.

(footsteps retreat)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(picture frame clatters)

(gun action clicks)

I APPRECIATE WHAT YOU DONE FOR MY BOY, JAVI.

CAROL AND TIM... WHERE ARE THEY?

SOMEWHERE WHERE RACINE CAN'T FIND 'EM.

WE'VE HAD GUYS ON THIS PLACE 24/7.

HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET IN HERE?

THREE YEARS AS A GHOST, YOU LEARN A FEW THINGS.

SO I.A. WAS RIGHT...

THREE YEARS AGO...

NOW.

YOU WERE WORKING FOR RACINE.

IS THAT WHAT YOU BELIEVE? YOU LET ME THINK YOU WERE DEAD.

AND NOW YOU'RE HOLDING A BURNER ON ME.

(sighs)

(exhales)

YOU'RE A GOOD COP, JAVI.

BUT I PUT THIS DOWN, YOU GON' TAKE ME IN.

AND I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT, NOT YET,

NOT WHEN I'M SO CLOSE. SO CLOSE TO WHAT?

THERE IS A DIRTY COP ON RACINE'S PAYROLL.

SO IN ORDER TO THROW THEM OFF OF HIS GUY, RACINE DIRTIED ME UP.

AND I.A. BOUGHT IT HOOK, LINE AND SINKER.

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST COME TO ME?

LOOK, CASES LIKE MINE ARE CONTAGIOUS, BROTHER.

I COULDN'T LET YOU CATCH WHAT I HAD.

RACINE'S GUY FED THEM SO MUCH GARBAGE,

THEY COULD LOCK ME UP.

AND IF I HAD LET 'EM,

RACINE WOULDA HAD ME SHANKED AT RIKERS

BEFORE I COULD CLEAR MY NAME. WHERE YOU BEEN?

WATCHING, LEARNING. THAT'S HOW I FOUND OUT ABOUT THE LEDGER.

RACINE'S PAYS AND OWES. EVERYONE ON HIS PAYROLL,

INCLUDING THE DIRTY COP THAT SET ME UP.

BUT THE LEDGER WASN'T IN THE BANK LIKE YOU THOUGHT.

SOMEHOW, RACINE FOUND FINCH. YOU WERE THERE, MAN. WE FOUND YOUR PRINTS.

HE WAS DEAD WHEN I FOUND HIM, JAV.

I JUST CLOSED HIS EYES. COME ON, MAN.

AND THE LEDGER?

I KNOW WHERE THE LEDGER IS.

BUT I NEED A LITTLE MORE TIME, JAVI.

JUST UNTIL TOMORROW NIGHT.

(keys jangle)

YOU USED TO CARRY YOURS WITH YOU ALL THE TIME.

(sighs)

I STILL DO, MAN.

THEN THAT MEANS THERE'S SOMEBODY ELSE MIXED UP IN THIS,

SOMEBODY FROM THE 54th. WHOEVER IT IS, THEY TIPPED RACINE THAT I'M STILL ALIVE,

WHICH MEANS THEY'RE CLOSE.

MAYBE A PART OF YOUR INVESTIGATION.

(whispers) 54th.

(normal voice) DEMMING.

IT'S HIM.

GOTTA BE.

REMEMBER HOW HE SAID HE REQUESTED THIS CASE?

(Esposito) SAID HE LIKED THE WEIRD ONES,

BUT IT WAS JUST SO HE COULD HUNT DOWN THE THIEVES FOR RACINE.

I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING I DIDN'T LIKE ABOUT HIM.

TOO PRETTY.

BET HE TAKES YOGA CLASSES JUST SO HE CAN PICK UP GIRLS. ALL THESE YEARS,

HE'S BEEN LINING HIS POCKETS WITH RACINE'S CASH,

LEAVING THORNTON HOLDING THE BAG.

PROBABLY SUBSCRIBES TO "THE NEW YORKER,"

BUT DOESN'T EVEN READ IT... THE GUY'S BEEN PLAYING US ALL ALONG,

USING US TO FIND FINCH'S ACCOMPLICE. JUST LEAVES COPIES LAYING OUT

WHERE PEOPLE CAN SEE 'EM.

LET'S NAIL THE BASTARD. HOW?

IF HE WAS TIPPING OFF RACINE,

HE WOULDN'T USE THE PRECINCT PHONE.

HE'D USE HIS CELL. WE COULD PULL HIS SIM CARD.

IF THERE ARE ANY CALLS TO RACINE,

WE HAVE ALL THE PROOF WE NEED. HOW ARE WE GONNA GET HIS PHONE AWAY FROM HIM?

WHAT'S UP, MAN?

I HAVE AN IDEA.

(both grunting)

AH! OHH!

OH! (chuckles)

(breathes heavily)

(laughs)

WOW. IT'S BEEN A WHILE FOR ME.

YOU KNOW, I'LL TRY TO BE GENTLE. OH, YOU DO THAT.

(both grunting)

AH!

OH. TOO MUCH FOR YOU?

NO, NO. I'M JUST A LITTLE SLOW TO GET STARTED.

(grunts)

OH!

OH!

BUT I THINK I'M STARTING TO FIND MY RHYTHM NOW.

(water running)

(Ryan, Castle and Esposito cough)

(clears throat)

(Esposito) LET'S GO. HURRY UP.

OW. WHAT?

HEY, MAN. WHAT'S UP? SHOWERING?

GOT IT. LET'S GO.

(both grunting)

ANY NEWS ON THORNTON?

NONE. HOW'S ESPOSITO TAKING ALL THIS?

HOW DO YOU THINK? I MEAN, HERE'S A GUY

WHO'S BEEN CARRYING HIS 54th KEY FOB

IN HONOR OF HIS PARTNER'S SACRIFICE. I HAD ONE OF THOSE.

OH, YEAH? YEAH.

(grunts) OH!

AH. OH.

BUT I LOST MINE YEARS AGO.

COME ON.

(exhales deeply)

ALL RIGHT.

(computer beeping and chirping)

BET THIS GUY DOES A LOT OF SEXTING, TOO.

IT'S UPLOADING NOW. (clicks keyboard key)

(beeps)

(breathing heavily) OH. I GOTTA TELL YA,

I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER I CAN KEEP THIS UP.

YOU KNOW, I HEAR IT HELPS IF YOU THINK ABOUT BASEBALL.

(both grunting)

SO WHAT DO YOU DO FOR FUN, KATE, HUH,

WHEN YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO TAKE SOMEONE'S HEAD OFF?

(grunting) I'M ACTUALLY KIND OF A HOMEBODY. (grunts)

(grunts) OH!

(both breathing heavily)

YOU KNOW, THE NIGHT BEFORE I MET YOU,

I WENT HOME TO READ A BOOK.

NO KIDDING? (grunts)

(grunts) WHOA!

AH! AH. (inhales sharply)

(kicks mat) WHAT ABOUT YOU?

WHAT ABOUT ME WHAT? WHAT DO I DO FOR FUN?

OR WHAT WAS I DOING THE NIGHT BEFORE WE MET?

OH!

(grunts) AH!

SERIOUSLY...

WHY DON'T YOU JUST ASK ME

IF I HAVE AN ALIBI FOR FINCH'S MURDER?

(laughs)

(both grunting and shouting)

AH! HA. (inhales sharply)

OKAY. SO WHERE WERE YOU? (grunts)

(pants)

(beeps) (Ryan) I RAN ALL HIS NUMBERS THROUGH THE REVERSE DIRECTORY.

THEY'RE ALL COMING CLEAN.

THAT'S BECAUSE IT WASN'T DEMMING.

YOUR ALIBI CHECKED OUT.

THANK YOU. HE REALLY WAS COACHING

AN UNDERPRIVILEGED YOUTH BASKETBALL LEAGUE.

WELL, FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH, MY KIDS WON THAT NIGHT.

OH, JEEZ.

(Ryan) SORRY, MAN. HAD TO RULE YOU OUT.

LET'S JUST MOVE ON. LOOK, THERE'S A WRONG COP OUT THERE.

WE NEED TO FIGURE OUT WHO IT IS. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY COPS

HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE 54th IN THE LAST 10 YEARS?

HUNDREDS, MAYBE THOUSANDS. (Beckett) WELL, WHOEVER IT WAS WAS VERY GOOD.

YOU DON'T WORK THE OTHER SIDE WITHOUT AROUSING I.A. SUSPICION

UNLESS YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING.

YEAH, WE'RE NEVER GONNA FIND HIM, NOT IN TIME ANYWAY. IN TIME FOR WHAT?

I GOTTA TAKE A WALK.

HEY, I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING FOR A WALK.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

THORNTON'S GOING AFTER THE LEDGER TONIGHT, ISN'T HE?

THE MAN'S BEEN ON THE RUN FOR THREE YEARS,

SEPARATED FROM HIS FAMILY.

I GOTTA HELP THE GUY, SO DON'T TRY TO STOP ME. I'M NOT.

I'M GOING WITH YOU. NO, YOU'RE NOT.

I'M YOUR PARTNER.

THAT MEANS I'M WITH YOU TILL THE WHEELS FALL OFF.

I KNOW, BRO.

BUT... I'M GONNA NEED YOU TO GET MY BACK

IF THINGS GO WRONG, ALL RIGHT?

OKAY.

THANKS.

(car door opens)

(engine turns over)

TELL ME YOU GOT SOMETHING, PEOPLE.

UNFORTUNATELY, SIR, WE ARE DEAD IN THE WATER.

NO... WE'RE NOT.

IF THORNTON NEVER WORKED FOR RACINE,

THEN SOMEONE LIED TO I.A. THREE YEARS AGO. TO THROW SUSPICION FROM THE REAL DIRTY COP.

SO WHOEVER I.A. WAS TALKING TO,

THEY MUST KNOW WHO THE REAL DIRTY COP IS.

ALL WE NEED TO DO IS GET THE NAME OF THE INFORMANT

FROM HOLLIWELL AND RUN HIM DOWN. (scoffs) EASIER SAID THAN DONE.

THERE'S NO WAY AN I.A. OFFICER IS GONNA GIVE UP THE NAME

OF A CONFIDENTIAL INFORMANT. WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

(gun action clicks)

(door closes)

YOU SURE YOU'RE READY TO BET YOUR BADGE ON THIS?

PRETTY LONG ODDS. YOU'RE MY PARTNER.

YOU SURE YOU CAN GET US IN RACINE'S OFFICE? TRUST ME.

I'VE BEEN CASING THE JOINT FOR THREE YEARS.

LET'S ROLL.

(whirring) (Beckett) SIR, HOW DID YOU DO IT?

PULLING STRINGS AND TRADING FAVORS.

THIS CAN'T BE RIGHT.

THE INVESTIGATION AGAINST IKE THORNTON THREE YEARS AGO,

LIEUTENANT HOLLIWELL LISTS HIS CHIEF INFORMANT

AS DETECTIVE JAVIER ESPOSITO.

(Montgomery) SON OF A BITCH. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

IT MEANS THERE WAS NO INFORMANT. SIR, IS THERE ANY WAY TO FIND OUT

IF HOLLIWELL SERVED AT THE 54th?

(torch hissing)

COME ON, BRO. WHAT THE HELL'S TAKING SO LONG?

I COULDA CHEWED THROUGH THAT BY NOW.

(hissing continues)

(hissing stops)

(Thornton) THERE WE GO.

NICE THING ABOUT INTERNAL AFFAIRS...

IT'S OUR JOB TO MONITOR OTHER COPS.

YOU SHOULD'VE TURNED YOUR CELL PHONE OFF COMPLETELY, ESPOSITO,

YOU KNOW, WITH GPS AND ALL. ALL THIS TIME, IT WAS YOU.

I FIGURED YOU'D COME FOR THAT SOONER OR LATER.

BIG MISTAKE.

TOSS THE LEDGER OVER HERE.

THROW IT!

(thuds)

SEE, IF I WERE YOU THORNTON...

(laughs)

I WOULDA JUST STAYED DEAD.

WELL, YOU'RE NOT ME. I'M A COP.

OH, I BEG TO DIFFER, BUDDY. YOU'RE A WANTED CRIMINAL.

JUST ASK ESPOSITO OVER HERE.

HE DIED TRYING TO APPREHEND YOU.

MY ONLY REGRET IS THAT I...

I SHOWED UP TOO LATE TO SAVE HIM. YOU SON OF A BITCH.

LOOK, THERE'S SOMETHING I WANT TO SAY BEFORE WE'RE DONE HERE.

THANKS FOR BACKING ME UP.

LOT OF GOOD THAT DID US.

I AM GOING TO GET THE MEDAL OF VALOR

FOR KILLING YOU, THORNTON. NO, I'M SERIOUS, MAN.

THANKS FOR HAVING MY BACK.

(elevator bell dings)

(breathing heavily)

(breathes heavily and groans)

(panting)

THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE. THEY TRIED TO KILL ME.

ESPOSITO AND THORNTON, THEY'RE BOTH IN ON IT.

DROP IT OR I WILL DROP YOU.

MM. (ledger thuds)

(Ryan) YOU KNOW THE DRILL, HOLLIWELL. KEEP 'EM UP.

(groans)

(keys jangle)

(pants)

LIEUTENANT HOLLIWELL,

YOU'RE UNDER ARREST FOR THE MURDER OF PAUL FINCH.

WHERE'S ESPOSITO?

(groans) WHERE'S ESPOSITO?!

ESPOSITO?!

YEAH. WE GOT AN OFFICER DOWN.

WILLIAM 16, WILLIAM 16, NEED AN AMBULANCE

AT 3471 HOUSTON.

I'M COOL. IT WAS A CLEAN EXIT.

(man) 10-4. Help's on the way. HOLLIWELL?

YEAH, WE GOT HIM AND THE LEDGER. GOOD.

IKE. YEAH.

THIS MY PARTNER--RYAN. HEY.

AND THIS IS MY OTHER PARTNER...

CASTLE.

HEY, MAN.

HEY.

AND WITH HOLLIWELL'S TESTIMONY AND THE LEDGER,

WE NOW HAVE ENOUGH EVIDENCE TO ARREST RACINE.

OKAY, BUT WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND

IS HOW THE HELL YOU ENDED UP IN RACINE'S OFFICE WITH THORNTON.

SIR, I--

OH, I-I'M SORRY, SIR. I THOUGHT WE MADE THAT CLEAR.

ESPOSITO WAS WITH US

WHEN WE RESPONDED TO A ROBBERY IN PROGRESS CALL

AT RACINE'S OFFICE.

UH-HUH. AND WHO MADE THE CALL?

UH, THE CALL WAS MADE BY A PRIVATE CITIZEN

WHO WISHES TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS. WELL, I MAY NEED A PRIVATE CITIZEN

TO HELP ME WRITE UP THIS DAMN MESS.

I'D BE HAPPY TO LEND MY EXPERTISE.

SO...

(Pearl Jam's "Unknown Thought" playing)

♪ ALL THE THOUGHTS ♪

♪ YOU NEVER SEE ♪

♪ YOU'RE ALWAYS THINKING ♪

♪ BRAIN IS WIRED ♪

THERE YOU GO.

♪ OH, ARE YOU SINKING? ♪

♪ BREATHING HARD ♪

I KNOW YOU'RE NOT TURNING ME LOOSE.

JUST A FURLOUGH. WE GOT SOMETHING WE WANT YOU TO SEE.

(elevator bell dings) ♪ LOOK FOR LOVE ♪

♪ AND EVIDENCE ♪

♪ THAT YOU'RE WORTH KEEPING ♪

(officers cheering)

♪ SWALLOWED WHOLE IN NEGATIVES ♪

YOU DID IT, BRO.

♪ IT'S SO SAD AND SICKENING ♪

♪ FEEL THE AIR ♪

♪ UP ABOVE ♪

♪ A POOL OF BLUE SKY ♪

♪ FEEL THE AIR ♪

AND THE BEST NEWS IS...

YOU'RE FREE TO GO.

AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED, FINCH ACTED ALONE.

IT'S MY CASE. I'M CLOSING IT.

(Castle) AND I DON'T SEE RACINE PRESSING CHARGES ANYTIME SOON.

RIGHT NOW, HE'S TRYING TO DENY THAT THE LEDGER IS HIS.

IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GO HOME, IKE.

♪ FOR YOU TO WALK ON ♪

HEY. OH, MY GOD.

♪♪

♪ FOR YOU TO WALK ON ♪

SO IS IT ALWAYS THIS MUCH FUN UP HERE?

WE HAVE OUR MOMENTS.

SO NOW THAT YOU KNOW I'M NOT A DIRTY COP,

ANYTIME YOU NEED A SPARRING PARTNER...

THANKS.

(laughs)

AND I'LL LET YOU WIN.

I'M SORRY. WHAT?

(Beckett and Demming speaking indistinctly)

♪ WHAT YOU GIVING? ♪

(indistinct speaking continues)