All language subtitles for 01. Flowers for Your Grave.English

(woman) MURDER...

MYSTERY...

THE MACABRE...

WHAT IS IT ABOUT
A HARD-BOILED DETECTIVE,

A FEMME FATALE

AND THE COLD STEEL OF A GUN

THAT KEEPS OUR BEDSIDE LAMPS

BURNING INTO THE WEE HOURS
OF THE MORNING?

HOWEVER THE SPELL IS CAST,

TONIGHT WE HONOR
A MASTER OF THE FORM

AND CELEBRATE THE LAUNCH
OF "STORM FALL"...

CALL ME WHEN YOU'RE READY
TO WASH THAT OFF.
(giggles)

THE STUNNING CONCLUSION

TO HIS BEST-SELLING
DERRICK STORM MYSTERY SERIES.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
THE MASTER OF THE MACABRE--

RICK CASTLE.
(cheering)

(Pussycat Dolls)
♪ WHEN I GROW UP ♪

♪ I WANNA BE FAMOUS,
I WANNA BE A STAR ♪

♪ I WANNA BE IN MOVIES,
WHEN I GROW UP ♪

♪ BE ON TV, PEOPLE KNOW ME,
BE ON MAGAZINES ♪

♪ WHEN I GROW UP ♪

♪ BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR,
'CAUSE YOU JUST MIGHT GET IT ♪

♪ 'CAUSE YOU JUST MIGHT GET IT,
'CAUSE YOU JUST MIGHT GET IT ♪

♪ BE CAREFUL WHAT... ♪

(camera shutter clicks)

(camera shutter clicks)

WHO ARE YOU?

(camera shutter clicking)

ALISON TISDALE--

24, GRAD STUDENT AT N.Y.U.,

PART OF
THE SOCIAL WORK PROGRAM.
NICE PLACE
FOR A SOCIAL WORKER.

DADDY'S MONEY.

NEIGHBORS CALLED
TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THE MUSIC.

WHEN SHE DIDN'T ANSWER,
THEY HAD THE SUPER CHECK ON HER.

NO SIGNS OF STRUGGLE.

HE KNEW HER.

EVEN BOUGHT HER FLOWERS.
WHO SAYS ROMANCE IS DEAD?

I DO, EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT.

A LITTLE LIPSTICK
WOULDN'T HURT.

I'M JUST SAYING.

SO WHAT'D HE GIVE HER
BESIDES ROSES?

TWO SHOTS TO THE CHEST,

SMALL CALIBER.

DOES THIS LOOK FAMILIAR
TO ANYONE?

NO, BUT I'M NOT THE ONE
WITH A THING FOR FREAKY ONES.

JUST GIVE ME
A "JACK SHOT JILL OVER BILL"

SO I CAN GET MY COLLAR
AND GO HOME.

OH, BUT THE FREAKY ONES
REQUIRE MORE.

THEY REVEAL MORE.

LOOK AT HOW HE LEFT HER,
COVERED MODESTLY.

SO?

SO DESPITE ALL OF THE EFFORT,
ALL OF THE PREPARATION,

YOU WON'T FIND ANY EVIDENCE
OF SEXUAL ABUSE.
YOU REALLY GET THAT
FROM JUST THIS?

THIS,
PLUS, I'VE SEEN THIS BEFORE.

YOU'VE SEEN IT BEFORE?
WHERE?

ROSES ON HER BODY,
SUNFLOWERS ON HER EYES?

DON'T YOU GUYS READ?

(camera shutter clicks)
WHAT KIND OF IDIOT

KILLS OFF HIS BEST-SELLING
MAIN CHARACTER?

ARE YOU ASKING
AS MY BLOODSUCKING PUBLISHER

OR AS MY BLOODSUCKING EX-WIFE?

OH,
IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE DOING?

PUNISHING ME
BY KILLING THE GOLDEN GOOSE?

OH, COME ON. I MAY BE PETTY
AND SHORTSIGHTED,

BUT I'M NOT THAT PETTY
AND SHORTSIGHTED.
REALLY? THEN WHY?

WRITING DERRICK USED TO BE FUN.
NOW IT'S LIKE WORK.

MM.
GOD FORBID YOU SHOULD WORK.

I MEAN,
YOU COULD HAVE RETIRED HIM,

YOU COULD HAVE CRIPPLED HIM.

YOU COULD HAVE HAD HIM
JOIN THE FRIGGIN' CIRCUS.

BUT, NO, YOU HAD TO PUT
A BULLET THROUGH HIS HEAD.

YEAH, REAL MESSY, TOO.
BIG EXIT WOUND.

DON'T WORRY. DERRICK STORM IS
NOT THE GOLDEN GOOSE HERE. I AM.

I WROTE HALF A DOZEN
BEST SELLERS BEFORE HIM.

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK
I'M GONNA STOP NOW?
OH, I DON'T KNOW.

THE FACT THE NEW BOOK
WAS DUE NINE WEEKS AGO?
YOU CAN'T RUSH GENIUS.

GENIUS, RICHARD?
TRY BLOCKAGE.

I HEARD YOU HAVEN'T WRITTEN
IN MONTHS.
THAT'S RIDICULOUS.

MY SOURCES ARE VERY RELIABLE.
WELL, THEY'RE WRONG.

THEY BETTER BE. IF I DON'T
HAVE A NEW MANUSCRIPT

ON MY DESK
IN THE NEXT THREE WEEKS,

BLACK PAWN IS PREPARED TO DEMAND
THE RETURN OF YOUR ADVANCE.
YOU WOULDN'T DARE.

TRY ME. JUST TRY ME.

YOU KNOW, I ALREADY RETURNED
THAT ADVANCE.

I SPENT IT DIVORCING YOU.

♪♪

REALLY, DOLLFACE,
WHO DOES HOMEWORK AT A PARTY?

I HAVE A TEST NEXT WEEK.

SO DO I--LIVER FUNCTION.
YOU DON'T SEE ME STUDYING.

ALL RIGHT,
GIVE ME A HIT OF THE BUBBLY.
MAKE THAT TWO.

HEY, KIDDO.
SALES MUST BE SLIPPING.

THEY'RE ONLY SERVING
THE SOFT STUFF.

HEY, DAD.

HEY, SWEETIE. SO, MOTHER...

SHH! SHH! SHH! NOT SO LOUD.
I'M STILL HOPING TO GET LUCKY.

DID YOU TELL GINA
I WAS HAVING TROUBLE WRITING?

OH, I TOLD HER
NOTHING OF THE SORT. I...

I MAY HAVE SAID SOMETHING

ABOUT SPENDING YOUR DAYS
MOPING IN YOUR UNDERWEAR

WAITING FOR POST TIME
AT BELMONT.

BUT HEY, YOU'RE AN ARTIST.
IT'S EXPECTED.
WE HAD A DEAL.

I LET YOU LIVE WITH US, BUT YOU
DON'T TALK ABOUT MY WORK.
WHAT'S TO TALK ABOUT?

YOU HAVEN'T DONE ANY
SINCE I MOVED IN.
GRAM.

WELL, HE HASN'T.
WHATEVER I HAVE
AND HAVEN'T DONE,

I WOULD JUST APPRECIATE IT
IF YOU WOULDN'T SHARE IT

WITH MY EX-WIFE.
OH, WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?

HANG ON, SWEETIE. I JUST GOT
A HIT ON MY "GRAYDAR."
(bell dings)

BINGO! NO RING.
STAND BACK, KIDS.

MAMA'S GOING FISHING.

(laughs)
YOU SHOULD HAVE ME COMMITTED.

FOR WHAT,
LETTING HER MOVE IN?

I THINK IT'S SWEET.

WON'T BE
WHEN I STRANGLE HER.

YOU KNOW I'M ONLY 15,
RIGHT?

YOU'RE AN OLD SOUL.

YEAH, WELL, ME AND MY "SOUL"
CAN WAIT.

WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE...

I CAN'T TELL THAT STORY.

IT'S WILDLY INAPPROPRIATE,
WHICH, ODDLY, IS MY POINT.

DON'T YOU WANT TO HAVE
WILDLY INAPPROPRIATE STORIES

THAT YOU CAN'T TELL
YOUR CHILDREN?
I THINK YOU HAVE ENOUGH
OF THOSE FOR THE BOTH OF US.

LIFE SHOULD BE AN ADVENTURE.

YOU WANT TO KNOW
WHY I KILLED DERRICK?

THERE WERE NO MORE SURPRISES.
I KNEW EXACTLY

WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN
EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY SCENE.

IT'S JUST LIKE THESE PARTIES.
THEY'VE BECOME SO PREDICTABLE.

"I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN.
WHERE DO YOU GET YOUR IDEAS?"

AND THE EVER POPULAR
"WILL YOU SIGN MY 'CHEST'?"

THAT ONE I DON'T MIND SO MUCH.
YEAH, WELL, F.Y.I., I DO.

JUST ONCE, I'D LIKE SOMEONE
TO COME UP TO ME

AND SAY SOMETHING NEW.
(woman) MR. CASTLE?

WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE IT?
DETECTIVE KATE BECKETT,
NYPD.

WE NEED TO ASK YOU
A FEW QUESTIONS

ABOUT A MURDER THAT TOOK PLACE
EARLIER TONIGHT.

THAT'S NEW.

♪♪

(police radio chatter)

MR. CASTLE.

YOU'VE GOT QUITE A RAP SHEET
FOR A BEST-SELLING AUTHOR.

DISORDERLY CONDUCT,

UH, RESISTING ARREST?

BOYS WILL BE BOYS.

IT SAYS HERE THAT YOU STOLE
A POLICE HORSE?

BORROWED.

AH. AND YOU WERE NUDE
AT THE TIME.

IT WAS SPRING.
AND EVERY TIME,
THE CHARGES WERE DROPPED.

WHAT CAN I SAY?

THE MAYOR IS A FAN.

BUT IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL
ANY BETTER,

I'D BE HAPPY
TO LET YOU SPANK ME.

MR. CASTLE, THIS WHOLE
"BAD BOY CHARM" THING

THAT YOU'VE GOT GOING

MIGHT WORK FOR BIMBETTES
AND CELEBUTANTES.

ME? I WORK FOR A LIVING,

SO THAT MAKES YOU ONE OF
TWO THINGS IN MY WORLD--

EITHER THE GUY
WHO MAKES MY LIFE EASIER

OR THE GUY
WHO MAKES MY LIFE HARDER.

AND TRUST ME,
YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE

THE GUY
WHO MAKES MY LIFE HARDER.
OKAY.

ALISON TISDALE,

DAUGHTER OF REAL ESTATE MOGUL
JONATHAN TISDALE.
SHE'S CUTE.

SHE'S DEAD. DID YOU EVER
MEET HER? BOOK SIGNING?

CHARITY EVENT?
IT'S POSSIBLE. SHE'S NOT
IN MY LITTLE BLACK BOOK,

IF THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE ASKING.
WHAT ABOUT THIS GUY?

MARVIN FISK,
SMALL CLAIMS LAWYER.

MOST OF MY CLAIMS TEND
TO BE ON THE, UM, LARGE SIDE.

SO WHAT'S THIS GOT TO DO
WITH ME?

FISK WAS FOUND MURDERED
IN HIS OFFICE TWO WEEKS AGO.

I DIDN'T PUT IT TOGETHER

UNTIL WE SAW THE TISDALE
CRIME SCENE TONIGHT.

"FLOWERS FOR YOUR GRAVE."
AND THIS IS HOW WE FOUND
MARVIN FISK,

RIGHT OUT
OF "HELL HATH NO FURY."

LOOKS LIKE I HAVE A FAN.
YEAH, A REALLY DERANGED FAN.

OH, YOU DON'T LOOK DERANGED
TO ME.
WHAT?

"HELL HATH NO FURY"--

ANGRY WICCANS OUT FOR BLOOD.

COME ON. ONLY HARD-CORE
CASTLE GROUPIES READ THAT ONE.

DO ANY OF THESE GROUPIES
EVER WRITE YOU LETTERS?

DISTURBING LETTERS?
OH, ALL MY FAN MAIL
IS DISTURBING.

IT'S AN OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD.
BECAUSE SOMETIMES
IN CASES LIKE THIS,

WE FIND THAT THE KILLER
ATTEMPTS TO--
KILLER ATTEMPTS TO CONTACT
THE SUBJECT OF HIS OBSESSION.

I'M ALSO PRETTY WELL-VERSED
IN PSYCHOPATHIC METHODOLOGIES.

ANOTHER OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD.

AND DO YOU KNOW
YOU HAVE GORGEOUS EYES?

SO I TAKE IT THAT
YOU WON'T HAVE ANY OBJECTION

TO US GOING THROUGH YOUR MAIL?
KNOCK YOURSELF OUT.

CAN I GET COPIES OF THOSE?

COPIES?

I HAVE THIS POKER GAME.
IT'S MOSTLY OTHER WRITERS--

PATTERSON, CANNELL--
YOU KNOW, BEST-SELLERS.

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW JEALOUS
THOSE WOULD MAKE THEM.

JEALOUS?
THAT I HAVE A COPYCAT.
OH, MY GOSH.

IN MY WORLD,
THAT'S THE RED BADGE OF HONOR.

THAT'S
THE CRIMINAL COOPERSTOWN.

PEOPLE ARE DEAD, MR. CASTLE.

I'M NOT ASKING FOR THE BODIES,
JUST THE PICTURES.

I THINK WE'RE DONE HERE.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(playing "I Cain't Say No"
from "Oklahoma")

♪ I'M JUST A GAL
WHO CAIN'T SAY NO ♪

♪ I'M IN A TERRIBLE FIX ♪

♪ I ALWAYS SAY,
"COME ON, LET'S GO" ♪

♪ JUST WHEN I OUGHT TO-- ♪

HEY, KIDDO!

I'M JUST SHOWING BURT HERE
HOW WE DID IT AT THE PALACE.

DOES HE KNOW
IT'S YOUR THEME SONG?
(laughs) OOH!

READY TO BRING IT HOME, DUCKY?
HEY! YES!

(snaps fingers)
FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT.

♪ I'M JUST A FOOL
WHEN LIGHTS ARE LOW... ♪

YOU'RE MISSING THE LATE SHOW.
I SAW IT IN PREVIEWS.

LOOKS LIKE WE GOT A NEW LEAD.
HIS NAME IS BURT.
HE DOES MAGIC.

WOW.
YEAH.

LET'S HOPE HE DISAPPEARS
BY MORNING.
(laughter)

C'EST APRES MINUIT DANS UNE
SCHOOL NIGHT.

DON'T YOU TURN INTO A PUMPKIN
OR SOMETHING?
NOT WHEN YOUR DAD'S
BEEN ESCORTED AWAY BY COPS.

HOW WAS THE SLAMMER?
ANYONE MAKE YOU THEIR BITCH?

SORRY, SWITCHBLADE. STILL
BELONG TO YOU. BABY BIRD?

I ALREADY BRUSHED.
YOUR LOSS.

SO ARE YOU GONNA
TELL ME ABOUT IT

OR DO I HAVE TO LOOK IT UP
ON THE FAN SITES?

NO, WE HAD A DEAL.
SURF ALL THE INTERNET YOU WANT,

STAY OFF THE FAN SITES.
SERIOUSLY, DAD, ARE YOU
IN SOME KIND OF TROUBLE?

DESPITE MY BEST EFFORTS, NO.

THEY WANT MY HELP
ON A CASE.

A CASE?

APPARENTLY, SOMEONE'S
BEEN KILLING PEOPLE

THE WAY I KILL THEM
IN MY BOOKS.

THAT'S HORRIBLE.
YEAH.

HOW MANY?

TWO SO FAR.

ARE YOU OKAY?

YEAH.
IT'S JUST SO SENSELESS.

MURDER USUALLY IS.

NO, MURDER USUALLY MAKES
A GREAT DEAL OF SENSE--

PASSION, GREED, POLITICS.

WHAT'S SENSELESS HERE

IS THE BOOKS
THAT THE KILLER CHOSE.

"HELL HATH NO FURY,"

"FLOWERS FOR YOUR GRAVE"--

MY TRULY LESSER WORKS.

WHY WOULD A PSYCHOTIC FAN
PICK THOSE?

MAYBE BECAUSE HE'S PSYCHOTIC.

COME ON. IT'S BEDTIME.

YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT
IN THE MORNING.

WHAT ARE THOSE?
CASTLE'S GREATEST HITS.

YOU'RE GONNA
FAMILIARIZE YOURSELVES

WITH ALL OF HIS MURDER SCENES,
SO WE DON'T MISS ANY.

GOT ANY ON TAPE?
(laughs)

FIRST VICTIM--MALE LAWYER.

SECOND VICTIM--
FEMALE SOCIAL WORKER.

SOMEWHERE IN THESE BOOKS,
THOSE TWO ARE CONNECTED.

"FROM THE LIBRARY
OF KATHERINE BECKETT."

DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM
WITH READING, RYAN?
YO, CHECK IT, GIRL.
YOU'RE TOTALLY A FAN.

RIGHT, OF THE GENRE.

RIGHT, THE--THE GENRE.
THAT'S WHY YOU'RE BLUSHING.
WHAT ARE YOU, 12?

PROFILING INDICATES
A PERP WITH LOW INTELLIGENCE,

SOMEONE WHO HAS
OR THINKS HE HAS

A PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP
WITH OUR AUTHOR.

SO THAT'S WHERE WE START.

(exhales deeply)

WHAT?

I WORK DEAD BODIES ALL DAY.

THE LAST THING I WANT TO DO
WHEN I GO HOME

IS READ MURDER BOOKS.

AREN'T YOU CURIOUS?

CURIOUS?

ABOUT HOW PEOPLE CAN DO THESE
KINDS OF THINGS TO ONE ANOTHER.

WHOEVER DID THIS
READ CASTLE'S BOOKS,

AND SOMEWHERE
IN THOSE PAGES

IS THE ANSWER
TO WHERE HE'LL STRIKE NEXT.
OKAY.

(siren wails)

IS ALL THAT CASTLE'S MAIL?

(strained voice)
HIS FANS LOVE HIM

ALMOST AS MUCH
AS HE LOVES HIMSELF.

CAN YOU TAKE THAT
BACK TO BRIEFING, PLEASE?

(normal voice) DID WE
HEAR BACK FROM THE LAB?

YEAH, SCENE WAS NEGATIVE
FOR D.N.A. AND PRINTS,

JUST LIKE FISK.
THE GUY'S CAREFUL.
WHAT ABOUT TISDALE AND FISK,
ANY CONNECTION?

OTHER THAN YOUR BOY THERE? NO.

WHAT'S HE DOING HERE?

MAYBE HE LIKES YOU.
DETECTIVE BECKETT.

(laughs)
CAPTAIN?

YES, SIR?
MR. CASTLE'S OFFERED TO ASSIST
WITH THE INVESTIGATION.

REALLY?
IT'S THE LEAST I CAN DO
FOR THE CITY I LOVE.

CONSIDERING THE NATURE
OF THE CRIME SCENES,

I THINK IT'S A GOOD IDEA.

SIR, CAN I TALK TO YOU
FOR A MINUTE, IN PRIVATE?

NOPE.

WHAT?

NOTHING.

NO, IT'S JUST, UH,

THE WAY YOUR BROW FURROWS
WHEN YOU'RE THINKING--IT'S CUTE.

I MEAN,
NOT IF YOU WERE PLAYING POKER.

THEN IT'D BE DEADLY.
BUT OTHERWISE...
CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

SHOOT.
WHY ARE YOU HERE? YOU DON'T CARE
ABOUT THE VICTIMS,

SO YOU AREN'T HERE
FOR JUSTICE.

YOU DON'T CARE THAT THE GUY'S
APING YOUR BOOKS,

SO YOU AREN'T HERE
'CAUSE YOU'RE OUTRAGED.

SO WHAT IS IT, RICK?
ARE YOU HERE TO ANNOY ME?
I'M HERE FOR THE STORY.

THE STORY?
WHY THOSE PEOPLE?
WHY THOSE MURDERS?

SOMETIMES THERE IS NO STORY.

SOMETIMES THE GUY IS
JUST A PSYCHOPATH.

(scoffs)
THERE'S ALWAYS A STORY,

ALWAYS A CHAIN OF EVENTS THAT
MAKES EVERYTHING MAKE SENSE.

TAKE YOU, FOR EXAMPLE.

UNDER NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES,
YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE.

MOST SMART, GOOD-LOOKING WOMEN
BECOME LAWYERS, NOT COPS.

AND YET, HERE YOU ARE. WHY?

I DON'T KNOW, RICK.

YOU'RE THE NOVELIST.
YOU TELL ME.

WELL, YOU'RE NOT BRIDGE
AND TUNNEL.

NO TRACE OF THE BOROUGHS
WHEN YOU TALK,

SO THAT MEANS MANHATTAN,
THAT MEANS MONEY.

YOU WENT TO COLLEGE,
PROBABLY A PRETTY GOOD ONE.

YOU HAD OPTIONS. YEAH,
YOU HAD LOTS OF OPTIONS--

BETTER OPTIONS, MORE
SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE OPTIONS--

AND YOU STILL CHOSE THIS.

THAT TELLS ME
SOMETHING HAPPENED.

NOT TO YOU.

NO, YOU'RE WOUNDED,
BUT YOU'RE NOT THAT WOUNDED.

NO, IT WAS SOMEBODY
YOU CARED ABOUT.

IT WAS SOMEONE YOU LOVED.

AND YOU PROBABLY
COULD'VE LIVED WITH THAT,

BUT THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE
WAS NEVER CAUGHT.

AND THAT, DETECTIVE BECKETT,
IS WHY YOU'RE HERE.

CUTE TRICK.

BUT DON'T THINK
YOU KNOW ME.

THE POINT IS,
THERE'S ALWAYS A STORY.

YOU--YOU JUST HAVE
TO FIND IT.

I THINK I JUST DID.

(speaking indistinctly)
LAB'S GOT LIFTS
OFF THE LETTER.

WHOSE?
THE SYSTEM'S BACKLOGGED. IT'LL
TAKE A WEEK TO RUN A MATCH.

A WEEK?
WELCOME TO REALITY, SUPERSTAR.

WELL, I NEVER DID
MUCH LIKE REALITY.
(cell phone dials)

(woman) Mayor's office.
HI, DENISE. IT'S RICK CASTLE.

Hi.

YEAH, IS HE IN?
Hold on.

THANKS. LIKE I SAID,
THE MAYOR'S A FAN.
(man) Rick!

YO, BIG CHEESE. IT'S RICKY.
You doing okay?

YEAH, OF COURSE.
What's up?

WELL, I DON'T KNOW
WHERE YOU WENT. WE TOOK--

WE LOOKED ALL OVER FOR YOU.
YOU TOOK OFF WITH THAT GIRL.
THE MAN'S GOT THE MAYOR
ON SPEED DIAL.

THE RICH REALLY ARE DIFFERENT.
YOU WANT HIM? HE'S YOURS.

A CONTROL FREAK LIKE YOU WITH
SOMETHING YOU CAN'T CONTROL?

NO, NO. THAT'S GONNA BE
MORE FUN THAN SHARK WEEK.

OKAY, YOU WILL HAVE
YOUR PRINTS IN AN HOUR.

MR. CASTLE?

HALF OF THE GUYS HERE
ARE WAITING FOR PRINTS.

YOU DON'T
JUST JUMP THE LINE.

OH, I THINK SOMEBODY
FEELS THREATENED.
I AM NOT THREATENED.

NO, NO, I GET IT. I CAN CALL
THE MAYOR, AND YOU CAN'T.
WE HAVE PROCEDURE, PROTOCOL.

YEAH, AND YOU ALWAYS COME TO
A COMPLETE STOP AT A RED LIGHT

AND YOU NEVER FUDGE YOUR TAXES.

TELL ME SOMETHING.
DO YOU EVER HAVE ANY FUN?

YOU KNOW, LET YOUR HAIR DOWN?
DROP YOUR TOP?

A LITTLE "COPS GONE WILD"?
YOU DO KNOW
I'M WEARING A GUN?

OOH.

BECKETT, MIDTOWN.
THEY JUST FOUND ANOTHER ONE.

(people speaking indistinctly)

(man speaks indistinctly)

"DEATH OF A PROM QUEEN."

(man) MAINTENANCE FOUND HER
AN HOUR AGO.

KENDRA PITNEY.
SHE LIVES IN THE BUILDING.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET HER
OUT OF THE WATER.

UM, YOU JUST STAY HERE
AND DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING.

(water splashes)

(speaking indistinctly)

AHEM.

HI, I'M RICHARD CASTLE.
I'M CONSULTING.

RICHARD CASTLE THE AUTHOR?
ON MY BETTER DAYS.

LANIE PARISH, MEDICAL EXAMINER.
I LOVE YOUR BOOKS.

YOU KNOW, YOU HAVE A REAL GIFT
WITH THE DETAILS OF DEATH.

I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU
TO STAY OVER THERE.
I GOT LONELY.

YOU GOT A C.O.D.?

NOT UNTIL THE FULL EXAM.
BUT THIS WASN'T A STABBING.

LACK OF BLOOD
AROUND THE WOUND

SUGGESTS SHE WAS DEAD
BEFORE IT WAS INSERTED.

NO FOAM AROUND THE MOUTH,
SO WE KNOW SHE DIDN'T DROWN.

OH, YOU'RE GOOD.
YEAH, YEAH. SHE WAS
KILLED FIRST AND THEN POSED,

JUST LIKE THE OTHERS.
YEAH. I KNOW.
CAN I HAVE A WORD?

(police radio chatter)

SOMETHING WRONG?
THIS IS
A HOMICIDE INVESTIGATION,

NOT A DAY AT DISNEYLAND.

IF I GIVE YOU AN ORDER,
I EXPECT YOU TO OBEY IT.

THEN YOU DON'T KNOW ME
VERY WELL.

YOU KNOW, IN MY BOOK,
THE DRESS WAS BLUE.
STOP TRYING
TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT.

DID TISDALE AND FISK
KNOW EACH OTHER?
WE HAVEN'T FOUND
A CONNECTION. WHY?

(cell phone rings)
WHAT ABOUT MOTIVE?

HE'S A SERIAL KILLER.
HE DOESN'T NEED MOTIVE.

BECKETT. OKAY.
(man speaks indistinctly)

THEY GOT A MATCH
OFF THE PRINT.

KYLE CABOT--HE'S IN BROOKLYN.
WE GOT HIM.

(tires screech)

STAY HERE.
SCOUT'SHONOR.

(police radio chatter)

KYLE CABOT!
NYPD! OPEN UP!

KYLE CABOT! NYPD!

ROOM CLEAR.
ROOM CLEAR.

(man) ALL CLEAR.

(police radio chatter)

YOU SHOULD INVITE HIM
TO JOIN YOUR BOOK CLUB.

(man) BECKETT!
YOU GOTTA SEE THIS.

(Castle) OH, THAT'S CREEPY.

I WAS NEVER A SCOUT.

(man) HEY, BECKETT.

ALISON'S BLOUSE.

I'M GUESSING
HE KEPT TROPHIES.

.22 CALIBER.

(loud thump)
(man) UHH!

(clattering)

GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.
GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.
SHOW ME YOUR HANDS!

(man) HANDS IN THE AIR!
(man) LET US SEE YOUR HANDS,
CABOT! LET ME SEE YOUR HANDS!

HE'S STILL NOT SPEAKING.

STATE MEDICAL RECORDS INDICATE

HE'S GOT PERVASIVE
DEVELOPMENTAL DISORDER.

WELL, THAT EXPLAINS
HIS FIXATION WITH ME.

P.D.D. SOMETIMES MANIFESTS

IN AN OBSESSION
WITH A SINGLE SUBJECT.

YEAH, WELL, YOUR SUPERFAN
ALSO HAS A HISTORY OF DELUSIONS.

GUESS WHO HIS CASEWORKER WAS.
ALISON TISDALE.

YEAH.

HER FILES INDICATE THAT HE WAS
ON PRETTY HEAVY ANTIPSYCHOTICS.
LIMITED INTELLIGENCE,

THINKS HE HAS A PERSONAL
RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS HERO--

LOOKS LIKE YOUR PROFILE
WAS RIGHT, DETECTIVE BECKETT.

SO... WHAT,
THAT--THAT'S IT?

WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?
EVIDENCE IS IN HIS APARTMENT,

WE CAN CONNECT HIM
WITH THE THREE VICTIMS--

TWO FROM THE DINER
WHERE HE WORKED,

AND TISDALE WAS
HIS SOCIAL WORKER.

CALL THE D.A.
GET HIM A LEGAL AID.
OKAY.

I'M--THAT'S, UH, IT'S TOO EASY.
THE READER WOULD NEVER BUY IT.

THIS ISN'T
ONE OF YOUR BOOKS, CASTLE.

OUT HERE, WE FIND A GUY STANDING
OVER A BODY WITH A GUN,

HE'S USUALLY
THE GUY WHO DID IT.

(door opens)

(door closes)

YOU KNOW THIS KID WAS IN AND OUT
OF THE SYSTEM FOR YEARS?

DOESN'T SEEM LIKE HE EVER GOT
THE PROPER TREATMENT

UNTIL ALISON TISDALE
TOOK OVER HIS CASE FILE.

SHE'S THE ONE WHO GOT HIM
A JOB AT THE DINER,

AND HER NOTES SEEM TO SAY
HE WAS DOING OKAY.

WELL, YOU CAN LET THE D.A.
WORRY ABOUT ALL THAT NOW.

OUR JOB IS DONE.
YEAH.

HEY, UM, CAN YOU LEAVE THE BOX?
I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT TOMORROW.

♪♪

CASTLE, I'M KINDA GLAD
THAT YOU KILLED OFF STORM.

LESS COMPETITION.

MM.

THAT'S $20 TO YOU, CANNELL.

YOU'RE BLUFFIN',
PATTERSON.

COUGH UP SOME OF THAT TV MONEY
AND YOU'LL FIND OUT.

(poker chips clink)

AH, BET'S TO YOU, RICKY.

♪♪

CASTLE?

CASTLE!
HMM?

BET'S TO YOU.
OH. SORRY.

I KNOW THAT LOOK--
STORY TROUBLE.

YEAH, YOU NEVER SHOULD'VE
KILLED OFF STORM.

THAT WAS A BIG MISTAKE. I W--
I WOULD'VE RETIRED HIM.

(chuckles) OR CRIPPLED HIM.
I MEAN, THE MAN WAS MONEY.
YOU DON'T SEE ME

PUTTIN' A BULLET
THROUGH ALEX CROSS' HEAD.
YEAH, MY BOY SHANE SCULLY'S
GONNA BE FUELING MY PRIVATE JET

LONG AFTER PEOPLE
HAVE ALL FORGOTTEN ABOUT STORM.

OH, YOU KNOW WHAT?
JUST FOR THAT, I AM GONNA CALL.

SO WHAT'S THE PROBLEM, RICKY?
MAYBE WE CAN HELP.

I'M WORKING ON THIS THING.
IT STARTS WITH A FAMOUS AUTHOR.

SOME PSYCHO
STARTS STAGING MURDERS

LIKE THE WAY HE DOES
IN HIS BOOKS.

(laughs) THAT'S PRETTY
SELF-AGGRANDIZING, ISN'T IT?

THIS IS CASTLE
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.
SO...

THE CRIME SCENES ARE CLEAN.

DOESN'T LEAVE ANY FINGERPRINTS.
DOESN'T LEAVE ANY D.N.A.

BUT THE PSYCHO
WRITES THE AUTHOR A FAN LETTER

WITH HIS PRINTS ALL OVER IT.

WELL, THAT LEADS THE COPS
TO HIS APARTMENT,

WHERE THEY FIND ENOUGH EVIDENCE
TO CONVICT HIM.

♪♪

AND THEN?

THAT'S IT.
THAT'S IT?

YEAH. THEY ARREST HIM.

THAT'S TERRIBLE.
NO WONDER YOU'RE BLOCKED.
AND HERE'S ANOTHER THING--

THE GUY DOESN'T LEAVE HIS PRINTS
AT THE SCENE OF THE CRIME,

BUT HE SENDS A LETTER
WITH HIS PRINTS ON IT?

AH, YA LOST ME THERE.
AND WHAT ABOUT A TWIST? YEAH.
WHERE'S THE TWIST?

YEAH, RIGHT. LIKE, UH... LIKE,
MAYBE SOMEBODY SET THIS KID UP.
THAT'S WHAT YOUR STORY NEEDS--

THE CHARACTER WHO THINKS
THE KID'S INNOCENT,

KEEPS DIGGING
UNTIL HE FINDS THE TRUTH.

OH, I HAVE JUST THE GUY.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
IT'S A NOVELIST'S HABIT--

POKING THROUGH
OTHER PEOPLE'S MAIL,

CHECKING
THEIR MEDICINE CABINETS.

WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?
I JUST CAME BY
TO GIVE YOU THIS.

IT'S A LITTLE SOMETHING
TO...

MEMORIALIZE
OUR BRIEF PARTNERSHIP.

DON'T LOOK SO SUSPICIOUS.

GO ON. OPEN IT.

(exhales deeply)

(box top clatters)

I GOT YOU AN ADVANCE COPY.

I EVEN SIGNED IT TO YOU.

NOT THAT YOU'RE A FAN.

THANKS. THAT'S ACTUALLY
KIND OF...

SWEET.

WELL...

IT WAS NICE TO HAVE MET YOU,
DETECTIVE BECKETT.

HE DIDN'T.

OH! HE DID!

RICHARD CASTLE,
YOU ARE UNDER ARREST

FOR FELONY THEFT
AND OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE.

YOU FORGOT
MAKING YOU LOOK BAD.

YOU KNOW,
FOR A MINUTE THERE,

YOU ACTUALLY MADE ME BELIEVE
THAT YOU WERE HUMAN.

CUFF HIM.

OOH! BONDAGE.
MY SAFE WORD IS "APPLES."

OH, THERE'S NO NEED
TO BE GENTLE.
(handcuffs clicking)

HOW'D YOU FIND ME ANYWAY?
I'M A DETECTIVE.
THAT'S WHAT I DO.

MY MOTHER TOLD YOU,
DIDN'T SHE?

BY THE WAY, THE ROSE PETALS
IN THE TISDALE MURDER?

THEY'RE GRANDIFLORA,
NOT HYBRID TEAS.

I'LL MAKE A NOTE OF IT.
YEAH, YOU PROBABLY SHOULD

SINCE IT MEANS
KYLE CABOT IS INNOCENT.

THANK YOU, OFFICER.

HELLO, FATHER.
HELLO, DAUGHTER.

(woman) I WISH I COULD SAY
I WAS SURPRISED.

IT'S MY FAULT, REALLY.
HE NEVER HAD A FATHER FIGURE.

OH, THAT'S NOT TRUE, MOTHER.
I HAD LOTS OF FATHER FIGURES.

I SEE YOU'VE MET
CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY

AND DETECTIVE BECKETT.
AND THEY HAVE AGREED
TO DROP THE CHARGES

IF YOU AGREE TO BEHAVE.
NO MORE INTERFERENCE
WITH THIS CASE, MR. CASTLE.

DO WE UNDERSTAND
EACH OTHER?

YEAH.

BUT YOU STILL GOT
THE WRONG GUY.

(sighs and chuckles)
I... REALLY.

(sighs) DARLING,
MUST YOU ALWAYS

HAVE TO MAKE A COMMENT?

NAH. NO, NO, NO.

DON'T TELL ME
THAT HE GOT TO YOU.

PLEASE.
HE DIDN'T GET TO ME.

SHE DID.

WHO--ALISON?

MARVIN FISK, FIRST MURDER.
KYLE KNEW HIM FROM THE DINER.

AND THEN HE KILLS ALISON,
HIS SOCIAL WORKER.

AND THEN HE KILLS KENDRA PITNEY,
ALSO FROM THE DINER.

SO?

SO HE STARTS WITH A MURDER
OF CONVENIENCE

AND THEN ESCALATES TO A MURDER
OF SOMEBODY HE KNOWS VERY WELL

AND THEN GOES BACK
TO A MURDER OF CONVENIENCE?

IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

SOMEBODY SET UP KYLE
TO TAKE THE FALL.

SOMEBODY WHO KNEW ENOUGH
ABOUT HIS FIXATION WITH ME

TO USE IT
TO GET AWAY WITH MURDER.

THAT MEANS WE'RE NOT LOOKING
FOR A SERIAL KILLER.

WE'RE LOOKING FOR A GOOD,
OLD-FASHIONED MURDERER--

SOMEONE WITH MOTIVE.
YOU THINK THE VICTIMS
WERE SOMEHOW RELATED?

POLICE WOULD'VE FOUND IT
BY NOW.

NOW IF I WERE WRITING
THE STORY,

THE KILLER WOULD'VE ONLY WANTED
ONE OF THE VICTIMS DEAD.

HE WOULD'VE KILLED THE OTHER
ONES JUST TO COVER UP THE CRIME.

HOW DO YOU GET AWAY WITH ONE
MURDER BY COMMITTING TWO MORE?

AT ONE DEATH,
YOU LOOK FOR MOTIVE.

AT TWO,
YOU LOOK FOR A CONNECTION.

AT THREE, YOU LOOK
FOR SOMEONE LIKE KYLE.

AT THREE,
YOU DON'T NEED MOTIVE,

BECAUSE MENTALLY UNSTABLE SERIAL
KILLERS DON'T USUALLY HAVE ONE.

THAT MAKES ABOUT AS MUCH SENSE
AS "MOUSETRAP."

I DID THAT PLAY EIGHT TIMES
A WEEK FOR A YEAR.

I STILL HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT IT'S ABOUT.

CASTLE WAS RIGHT. IF HE WAS
TRYING TO FOLLOW HIS BOOKS,

THEN THE ROSES
ON ALISON'S BODY WERE WRONG,

AND FISK SHOULD'VE BEEN
SUFFOCATED BY A PLASTIC BAG,

NOT STRANGLED WITH A NECKTIE.
AND KENDRA'S DRESS

SHOULD'VE BEEN BLUE, NOT YELLOW.
FOR AN OBSESSIVE,

IT WOULD'VE BEEN IMPOSSIBLE
NOT TO GET THE DETAILS RIGHT.

WELL, IF IT WASN'T HIM,
THEN WHO WAS IT?

THE KILLER HAD TO HAVE KNOWN
BOTH HIS INTENDED VICTIM

AND KYLE FAIRLY WELL.

THE ONLY VICTIM THAT HAD
ANY REAL KNOWLEDGE

OF KYLE'S OBSESSIVE CONDITION

WOULD'VE BEEN ALISON TISDALE.

(Beckett) ALISON'S THE KEY.

SHE'S THE ONE THAT THE KILLER
IS TRYING TO HIDE.

WELL, AS FAR AS WE KNOW,
SHE WASN'T SEEING ANYONE.

AND NONE OF HER OTHER CASE
PROFILES FIT THE PROFILE.
WELL, SOMEBODY HAD TO KNOW
SOMETHING ABOUT HER.

SO IF THE KILLER FOUND OUT
ABOUT KYLE THROUGH ALISON,

THEN ALISON MUST'VE BEEN
THE INTENDED TARGET.

SOMEBODY WANTED ALISON DEAD.
WE JUST HAVE TO FIGURE OUT WHY.

IF I HAVE TO KEEP
BAILING YOU OUT,

YOU'RE GONNA NEED TO RAISE
MY ALLOWANCE... BY A LOT.

MINE, TOO.

HI, I'M RICK CASTLE.

I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT
TO SEE MR. TISDALE.

YES, MR. CASTLE.
HE'S EXPECTING YOU.

IS HE NOW?

THIS IS NOT
WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE.

THIS, UH... OKAY, THIS IS
EXACTLY WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE,

BUT I CAN EXPLAIN.
(elevator bell dings)

YOU COMING?

(Beckett)
DID ALISON EVER MENTION

HAVING ENEMIES
OR BEING THREATENED?

(coughs)
PEOPLE LOVED HER.

ALL SHE WANTED WAS TO MAKE
THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE.

I TOLD ALL THIS
TO THE OTHER DETECTIVE.
I KNOW, SIR.
WE'RE JUST FOLLOWING UP.

DID ALISON KNOW ANYBODY
WHO COULD'VE PROFITED

FROM HER DEATH?
MR. CASTLE, I MAY BE RICH,
BUT MY DAUGHTER WAS NOT.

SHE ABHORRED MONEY.

WHAT LITTLE SHE HAD,
SHE GAVE TO CHARITY.

THANK YOU, SIR.

MR. TISDALE, "FORTUNE" MAGAZINE
ESTIMATED YOUR NET WORTH

AT NEARLY $100 MILLION.

IS THAT TRUE?

I DON'T CHECK DAY TO DAY.

BUT IT'S
IN THE BALLPARK?

I'VE BEEN LUCKY, YES.

APPRECIATE YOUR TIME.

WH-WHAT HAPPENS
TO ALL THAT MONEY

IF SOMETHING HAPPENS
TO YOU?

CASTLE.
HALF OF MY ESTATE GOES
TO MY CHARITABLE FOUNDATION,

AND THE REST
TO MY CHILDREN.

I MEAN, MY SON.

THANK YOU.

WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?

HE'S DYING.

WHO'S DYING? TISDALE?

YOU WANT A HOT DOG?
I WANT A HOT DOG.

WHAT DO YOU TAKE ON YOUR--
AAH! APPLES, APPLES, APPLES!

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK
HE'S DYING?
OKAY!

AAH. YOU SEE THOSE PICTURES
IN HIS OFFICE?
YEAH.

HE'S MUCH THINNER NOW--LIKE
SICK THIN, NOT WORKOUT THIN.
HIS DAUGHTER
WAS JUST MURDERED.

AND THE WAY HE KEPT TOUCHING HIS
HAIR, LIKE HE'S SELF-CONSCIOUS.

YOU THINK IT WAS A PIECE?
IT'S A GOOD ONE,
BUT IT'S NEW TO HIM.

THE CHEMO'S RELATIVELY RECENT.
AND HE WAS WEARING MAKEUP.
HE'S TRYING TO LOOK
HEALTHIER THAN HE IS.

DOESN'T WANT
HIS SHAREHOLDERS TO KNOW.
SO HE'S GOT CANCER. THAT DOESN'T
MEAN THAT HE'S TERMINAL.

BUT IT'S A MUCH BETTER STORY
IF HE IS.

YOU INTERVIEW THE BROTHER?
THERE WAS NEVER
A REASON TO.

WELL, NOW THERE IS.

YOU GOT HOT MUSTARD?
(man) YEAH.

HARRISON TISDALE.
YEAH.

HEY, MITCH, LET'S GET
THESE PALLETS ON THE TRUCK.

DETECTIVE KATE BECKETT.
RICK CASTLE.

WE'D LIKE TO ASK YOU SOME
QUESTIONS ABOUT YOUR SISTER.
YEAH, ANYTHING I CAN DO.
UH, LET'S HEAD INSIDE.

LAST TIME I SAW HER?
ABOUT A MONTH AGO AT DAD'S.

YOU KNOW, I... STILL CAN'T
BELIEVE SHE'S GONE.

WERE YOU CLOSE?

AH, EVERYBODY LOVED HER.
I MEAN, MY SISTER--

SHE JUST WANTED TO SEE
THE BEST IN PEOPLE,

EVEN THAT KID WHO KILLED HER.

YOU KNOW, SHE DID EVERYTHING
SHE COULD TO HELP THAT GUY.

(scoffs) EVEN BROUGHT HIM
AROUND HERE ONCE

TO SEE IF I COULD
GET HIM A JOB.
BUT YOU DIDN'T.

I CAN'T AFFORD TO, ALL RIGHT?
MY EMPLOYEES MESS UP,

I LOSE MY BOND.

I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE IF I'D HELPED HIM...

THINGS WOULD BE DIFFERENT.

HOW'D YOUR SISTER REACT WHEN
YOUR DAD TOLD YOU HE WAS DYING?

SHE WAS UPSET.

WE BOTH WERE.

NOW THAT SHE'S DEAD, YOUR
INHERITANCE STANDS TO DOUBLE.

WHAT ARE YOU SUGGESTING?
YOU ALREADY CAUGHT THE KILLER.

YEAH, WE DID, BUT THE FIRST
THING HIS LAWYERS WILL DO

IS SHIFT SUSPICION TO SOMEONE
ELSE, SOMEONE WITH MOTIVE.

AND THEN THEY'LL STICK ME
ON THE STAND

AND ASK ME WHY
I DIDN'T INVESTIGATE,

AND THEN THE JURY
WILL HAVE DOUBTS.

AND WE DON'T WANT THEM
TO HAVE DOUBTS, DO WE?
NO.

SO YOU'LL HAVE TO EXCUSE ME
FOR ASKING,

BUT WHERE WERE YOU THE NIGHT
OF YOUR SISTER'S MURDER?
I WAS TRAVELING... ON BUSINESS.

ACTUALLY, I WAS
OUT OF THE COUNTRY

FOR ALL THREE MURDERS.

(groans) HERE. CHECK THE STAMPS
ON THAT IF IT'S USEFUL.

(Castle)
A U.S. PASSPORT.

ABSOLUTELY UNASSAILABLE.

I WAS SURE IT WAS HIM.

OH, DON'T TAKE IT
SO HARD.

AFTER ALL,
YOU'RE JUST A WRITER.

WHAT?

NOTHING.

WHAT?
OH, COME ON.

HE'S LYING. I MEAN, I GET HIM
KNOWING WHERE HE WAS

THE NIGHT
OF HIS SISTER'S MURDER,

BUT THE OTHER TWO VICTIMS?

HE DIDN'T PAUSE,
HE DIDN'T ASK FOR DATES,

HE DIDN'T EVEN CHECK
HIS CALENDAR,

BUT HE WAS READY
WITH AN ALIBI.

IN MY EXPERIENCE, INNOCENT
PEOPLE DO NOT PREPARE ALIBIS.

SO I WAS RIGHT.

OKAY, GIVE ME THE DATES
AND FLIGHTS.

WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ADMIT
I WAS RIGHT?

BECAUSE HE TOTALLY FOOLED YOU.
HE TOTALLY BOUGHT THE ALIBI.

I HAD A FLEETING MOMENT
OF SELF-DOUBT.

SO?
HIS CREDIT CARD COMPANY
CONFIRMS

HE PAID FOR THREE
ROUND-TRIP TICKETS.

DATES COINCIDE
WITH THE THREE MURDERS.

SO ACCORDING TO HIS CREDIT CARD,
TISDALE WAS OUT OF THE COUNTRY.

WAIT A MINUTE.
SO NOW I'M NOT RIGHT?
WHICH MEANS THE PASSPORT
STAMPS WERE FORGED.

I'M GONNA CALL PASSPORT CONTROL
AND HAVE 'EM CHECK THEIR LOGS.

(Castle) THAT'S, UH,
NOT HOW HE WOULD'VE DONE IT.

YOU GOT A BETTER IDEA,
RICKY?
SECOND PASSPORT.

AND HOW WOULD HE GET
ONE OF THOSE?
OH, WITH HIS MONEY?

TRUST ME. ON THE BLACK MARKET,
IT WOULD BE A PIECE OF CAKE.

SO HE LEAVES THE COUNTRY
ON HIS OWN,

COMES BACK WITH THE OTHER
PASSPORT, COMMITS MURDER,

FLIES OUT AND THEN
COMES BACK IN ON HIS OWN.

PERFECT ALIBI,
PERFECT MURDER.

BUT ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO PROVE.
UNLESS YOU FIND
THE SECOND PASSPORT.

GOTTA BE FREAKED AFTER
YOUR LITTLE MEET AND GREET.
KEEP EYEBALLS ON HIM.
IF HE MOVES, I WANNA KNOW.

THE THINGS THAT PEOPLE
WILL DO FOR MONEY.

THIS GUY KILLED
HIS OWN SISTER IN COLD BLOOD

AND TWO MORE PEOPLE
TO COVER IT UP.

HE'S EITHER
A WORLD-CLASS SOCIOPATH,

OR THERE'S A LOT MORE
TO THIS STORY THAN JUST MONEY.

JUDGE MARKWAY, PLEASE.
OH, MARKWAY.
TELL HIM I SAID HELLO.

NO, SERIOUSLY. THEY'RE REDOING
THE ENTIRE BACK NINE.
OH, MAN, I LOVED THAT COURSE.
WHEN ARE THEY GONNA REOPEN IT?

JUDGE, I HATE TO BREAK UP
"GOLF DIGEST,"

BUT I HAVE
AN EXIGENT SITUATION HERE.
VERY WELL, DETECTIVE.
PLAY THROUGH.

WE NEED A SEARCH WARRANT.
SHE NEEDS A SEARCH WARRANT.

FOR THE HOME AND OFFICE
OF HARRISON TISDALE.

HARRISON TISDALE? AS IN
JONATHAN TISDALE'S SON?
YES.

YEP. HE MURDERED HIS SISTER

AND KILLED TWO MORE PEOPLE
TO COVER UP THE CRIME.
MURDER? THE TISDALES?

YOU BETTER BE LONG AND STRAIGHT
ON THIS ONE, DETECTIVE.

HARRISON'S FATHER
IS TERMINALLY ILL, SIR.
WHAT? I JUST SAW HIM
AT A BENEFIT.

HOPE YOU TOOK A PICTURE.
WITH THE SISTER OUT OF THE WAY,
THE SON WILL INHERIT ALL OF IT.

(cell phone rings)
(Beckett) EXCUSE ME.

THERE'S ALSO A TWISTED,
EMOTIONAL ANGLE IN THERE.

I DON'T WANT TO BORE YOU
WITH THE DETAILS.

BUT FAMILY AND VENGEANCE--
IT'S SHAKESPEAREAN.

HARRISON JUST LEFT WORK.
HE'S PROBABLY HEADED HOME
TO DESTROY THE EVIDENCE.

ARE YOU SURE YOU CAN TIE HIM
TO THE OTHER VICTIMS?
THROUGH A PATIENT
OF HIS SISTER'S

THAT HE WAS TRYING
TO FRAME.
IT'S DAYS LIKE THIS

I WISH I WAS BACK
IN CIVIL DIVISION.

THANK YOU, SIR.

(whispers) THANKS. SOON.

YOU'RE HOME EARLY,
MR. TISDALE.

(whirring)

(siren wailing)
GOT A LIST INSIDE.

YEAH, THANKS
FOR YOUR HELP.

(brakes screeching)

(police radio chatter)

WHAT DO WE GOT, GUYS?

GET THIS. JUNIOR'S BUSINESS
IS GOING UNDER.

HE'S TENS OF MILLIONS
IN DEBT.
BUT WITH HIS SISTER'S SHARE
OF THE TISDALE FORTUNE,

HE STANDS TO PAY OFF
HIS DEBT AND THEN SOME.

CASTLE, IF YOU'RE GOING IN,
YOU SHOULD BE ARMED.

MY BACKUP'S
IN THE GLOVE COMPARTMENT.

I CAN'T FIND IT. IT--
(clicking noise)

THIS TIME,
YOU'RE STAYING PUT.

OH, OKAY, BECKETT.
(man laughs)

VERY FUNNY. JOKE'S OVER!

COME ON!

CUFF ME ONCE, SHAME ON YOU.

CUFF ME TWICE, SHAME ON ME.

HMM.

(whirring)

(knock on door)
(Beckett) HARRISON TISDALE?
NYPD. WE HAVE A WARRANT.

JUST A MINUTE!
(whirring)

(grunts)

(grunts)

(banging on door)

(Beckett)
OPEN THE DOOR, HARRISON!

(banging continues)
OPEN THE DOOR. IT'S NYPD.
WE HAVE A WARRANT.

HEY!

(cell phone rings)

HE'S COMING DOWN
THE FIRE ESCAPE.
HE'S OUT BACK.
COVER THE FRONT.

STOP! POLICE! DON'T MOVE!

CASTLE! NO!

(groans)

I GOT HIM! I GOT HIM!

CASTLE!

AAH! (grunts)

STAY BACK! STAY BACK!
DON'T COME ANYWHERE CLOSER!
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!

GET--GET DOWN!
STAY BACK! STAY BACK!
DON'T MOVE!

(Castle) EASY, EASY!
LET HIM GO, HARRISON!

COME ON!
EASY! EASY! OKAY.
IT'S OKAY. OKAY.

CASTLE! ARE YOU OKAY?
YEAH, EXCEPT PSYCHO HERE
NEEDS A BREATH MINT.

SHUT UP!
OKAY! HEY, HARRISON,
YOU KNOW WHAT'S BUGGING ME?

(panting)
IF YOU WERE
THAT DEEP IN DEBT,

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST ASK
YOUR FATHER FOR THE MONEY?
CASTLE! YOU ARE NOT HELPING!

YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK?
I THINK YOU DID ASK.

I THINK YOU ASKED,
AND HE SAID NO.

I THINK HE ALWAYS SAID NO.

SELF-MADE MAN LIKE THAT,

I BET HE THOUGHT
YOU WERE WEAK FOR ASKING.
HE'S THE ONE WHO WAS WEAK!

I WAS TRYING TO MAKE SOMETHING
WITH MY LIFE,

AND ALL HE CARED ABOUT
WAS HER! (panting)
THAT'S WHY YOU KILLED HER.
IT WASN'T JUST FOR THE MONEY.

YOU WANTED TO PUNISH HIM
BEFORE HE DIED,

TAKE AWAY
THE ONLY THING HE LOVED.
(kicks fence)

THAT'S A PRETTY GOOD STORY.
WHO ARE YOU?

HARRISON, LET HIM GO!
IT'S OVER.
IT'S NOT OVER,
IT'S NOT OVER!

DROP THE GUN,
OR I SWEAR TO GOD, I'LL--
(metal clanks)

TELL ME YOU SAW THAT!

OH! OW! AAH. AAH.

YOU'RE GONNA PUT THAT
IN YOUR REPORT, RIGHT?
CAN I SEE THE CUFFS, PLEASE?

YEAH, YEAH.

(grunts) YES. OKAY.
(Harrison groans)

WHAT THE HELL
WERE YOU THINKING?

YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN
YOURSELF KILLED.

WELL, THE SAFETY WAS ON
THE WHOLE TIME.

YOU KNOW,
YOU COULD'VE TOLD ME.

WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT?
(groans)

(siren wailing)

(police radio chatter)

(indistinct conversations)

(clears throat)

(OneRepublic's "Stop and Stare"
playing)

WELL, I GUESS THIS IS IT.

WELL, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE.

WE COULD, UH, GO TO DINNER,
DEBRIEF EACH OTHER.

WHY, CASTLE? SO I COULD BE
ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR CONQUESTS?

OR I COULD BE ONE OF YOURS.

IT WAS NICE TO MEET YOU,
CASTLE.

IT'S TOO BAD.

IT WOULD'VE BEEN GREAT.

♪ COUNTING UP THE YEARS ♪

YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

♪ JUST TAKE THE WHEEL ♪

♪ EVERY GLANCE IS KILLING ME ♪

♪ TIME TO MAKE
ONE LAST APPEAL ♪

♪ FOR THE LIFE I LEAD ♪

♪ STOP AND STARE ♪

♪ I THINK I'M MOVING,
BUT I GO NOWHERE ♪

♪ YEAH, I KNOW
THAT EVERYONE GETS SCARED ♪

♪ BUT I'VE BECOME
WHAT I CAN'T BE ♪

(knock on door)

YOU WANTED
TO SEE ME, SIR?
YEAH.

I JUST GOT A CALL
FROM THE MAYOR'S OFFICE.

APPARENTLY, YOU HAVE A FAN.

A FAN, SIR?

RICK CASTLE. SEEMS HE'S FOUND
THE MAIN CHARACTER

FOR HIS NEXT SET OF NOVELS--

A TOUGH BUT SAVVY
FEMALE DETECTIVE.

I'M FLATTERED?
DON'T BE. HE SAYS
HE HAS TO DO RESEARCH.

OH, NO.
OH, YES.

NO WAY.
BECKETT, LISTEN--

SIR, HE IS LIKE A 9 YEAR OLD
ON A SUGAR RUSH--

TOTALLY INCAPABLE
OF TAKING ANYTHING SERIOUSLY.
BUT HE DID HELP SOLVE
THIS CASE.

OH.
AND WHEN THE MAYOR'S HAPPY,
THE COMMISSIONER'S HAPPY.

AND WHEN THE COMMISSIONER'S
HAPPY, I'M HAPPY.
HOW LONG, SIR?

WELL, THAT'S UP TO HIM.