Castle (2009–2016): Season 1, Episode 3 - Hedge Fund Homeboys - full transcript

(Two Hours Traffic - Jezebel)
(Jezebel)

(there's a ringing in my ear)

(from when I called you)

(got this tiny little fear)

(that I won't see you)

(when that sun
goes down again)

Reading the paper?

You are gonna lose

all of your wired-teen-hyper-
texting-nano-gizmo street cred.

I'm a rebel. I kick it old-school.
Is this--

Cream, two sugars.
Thanks.

The style section.
Anything I need to know?

The '70s are back.
Mm.

They're like The Highlander.
They just won't die.

Good morning, Mother.
You're dressed early.

Oh, I have class.

I believe that's
a matter of some debate.

Ooh.
Ha ha ha ha.

At the new school,
funny man.

Look, it's--it's not

that I don't appreciate
everything you've done--

But a girl has to stand
on her own two feet.

What's the class?

Introduction to life coaching.

It's--it's always been my desire
to make a difference,

whether onstage or off,
and...

(singsong voice) I...

(normal voice)
have had cards made. (laughs)

That's my--I'm--you--
it says here I'm your client.

Well, of course you are.

Haven't I been telling you
what to do your whole life?

(stammers)

Oh, uh, Dad, Julie Schmidt's
father is back in rehab,

so a spot opened up
to chaperone the D.C. trip.

Where is the--how did you know
Julie's dad was back in rehab?

Must be a
wired-teen-hyper-nano thing.

So what do you say?

Sorry, kiddo, but, uh,
with you away,

my chaperoning needs reside
here, or are you forgetting

what happened the last time
we left her alone?

So she...
had a little party.

There were lime shards
embedded in the walls.

It was Cinco de Mayo.

Exactly.
(Bach's "Toccata and Fugue
in D minor" ringtone plays)

I hear dead people.
(beep)

Who was murdered,
and was it gruesome?

(Esposito) one victim--

Donald Kendall, 18.

He was a senior
at Redding Prep.

(Ryan) Someone's gonna
miss prom night.

(Beckett) Redding Prep?

Private school on Park Avenue.
No trust fund baby left behind.

What's he doing in the boat?
No idea.

Dr. Parish, how are you doing?
Feet are cold.

So what do you got
for me?

Single G.S.W. to the chest,
fairly large caliber.

And from the lack of blood
inside the boat,

I'd say he wasn't
killed at sea.

Somebody moved him. He's got
dirt and grass all on his Chucky T's.

Other than
the postmortem voyage,

looks like a pop and drop.

I'm guessing sometime
late last night.

Well, somebody dragged him here.

He couldn't have come
from very far.

Let's get uniforms down here
to do a perimeter walk.

Get 'em to go from the boats
over there down to fifth.

And tell 'em they're looking
for a blood pool

and possible shell casings.
(Ryan) Roger that.

Esposito, did you
check the boathouse?

(Esposito) Not yet.

So why the burial at sea?

The Vikings believed
that if you wanted

to reach Valhalla,
you needed a vessel.

Gun-toting viking--
that's your theory?

No, no, no.

They also launched their dead
with a sacrificial woman...

and some booze
and a good horse.

Do you know what he would've
been doing in the park?

No.

When was the last time
you saw your son alive?

Yesterday, uh,
when he left for school.

Do you know maybe
where he went after?

He was usually
with his friends.

He didn't come home
for dinner?

Most nights, Donny ate out
or at someone else's place.

He hung out with a pretty
tight crowd at Redding.

They've all been together
since grammar school.

Donny used to have them over
all the time.

Only, you've moved
recently.

Yes, a few months ago.
I was a partner at Lehman.

When it went under, well,
we--we took a big hit.

That can be pretty tough
on a teenager.

You get used to a
certain way of living,

But it was no one's fault.

Do you think
Donny was depressed?

No, Donny was strong.

But to lose everything
you have...

We were just getting by.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

How did you know
they moved?

Either the Kendalls
really like art

or that Chinese screen was meant
for a much bigger apartment.

I wonder how they could
still afford Redding.

You know the school?
Oh, I've been kicked out

of all of New York's finer
educational institutions

at least once.

The irony is,
now that I'm rich and famous,

they all claim me as alum
and want money.

It is just so rough being you.
My cross to bear.

(man) When the Kendalls said
they couldn't afford tuition,

we put Donny on scholarship.

The family had been
very generous in the past,

and Donny was
one of our brightest.

We thought he'd
do great things.

Any idea what he would've been
doing in Central Park at night?

Well, the truth is,

all these kids are icebergs.
We only see the tip.

If you wanna know the rest,

you should probably talk
to his friends--

Amanda, Romy, Brandon,
Spencer and Max.

It's strange seeing them
without Donny.

Thank you.
(mouths word)

Thanks.

(beep)breaking news--my
parents are off to Abu Dhabi,

so I'm in a 'rents-free zone.
Come over tonight for

the "dancing with the stars"
results show.

Betting opens at 7:30.

My dad's cask-aged,
16-year-old single malt

opens next.
(beep)

That was before they moved
and everything.

Were any of you with Donny
last night?

We hung out after school, but we
all headed home around 5:00.

Do you know of any reason
he'd be in the park?

Look, you guys,
I went to York.

I know all about honor codes
and protecting your friends.

You went to York prep? How does
a Yorkie end up a cop?

Things happen.
Things like this.

Point is,
is that if you're trying

To protect your friend's memory,
I get it.

But eventually,
the truth comes out.

And the faster it does,
the easier it'll be for us

to help find who did it.

His family
had lost everything.

Not that we cared,
but we go out, you know?

We always offered to cover him,
but he couldn't handle it.

Yeah, he just kinda fell apart.
Fell apart how?

Guys, he can't
get in trouble.

He kind of got into drugs.

If he had money problems,
how'd he support a drug habit?

He started dealing...
In the park.

(Castle) classic tragedy.

Prominent family
falls into disrepute,

Scion spirals down...
And bad things happen.

Of course
bad things happen.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be
a tragedy.

Did you know,
in the original greek,

"tragedy" literally means
"goat song"?

I know, it doesn't make
any sense to me, either.

But whatever that
first story was,

I can't help but think

bad things must've happened
to that goat.

(cell phone rings, beeps)

Beckett.

Mm-hmm.

Yep. Okay.

Of course.
Sure, I'll be right there.

(grunts) next time,
put it on speakerphone.

I'm gonna want to see
the pictures of those

plaid skirts and knee socks.
(laughs) Excuse me?

I've seen those
York school uniforms.

Okay, I want in
on your poker game.

I went to public school.

I just told them that to
make them feel comfortable.

Well played, Ms. Streep.

Which Meryl--"Out of Africa"
or "Mamma Mia!"?

Hmm.

(Ryan) Hey.

Hey.
Hey.

So a 9-1-1 call comes in last
night about 50 yards from here.

Esposito's following up,
but we found this.

Looks like mud.
It's actually blood.

Figured he was sitting
on top of the bench,

takes one to the chest,

falls back over here...

and then he's dragged
to the lake.

So what's he doing sitting
on a park bench at night?

During my Narc days, this area
was pretty much an open bazaar,

Especially at night.
A drug deal gone bad.

Fancy private school education
don't mean you aren't stupid.

Neither does a career in narcotics.
What are you talking about?

This is a very large
pool of blood.

Lanie said he was shot
with a large-caliber bullet.

So if this kid is dragged
when he's a fresh kill,

wouldn't there be more
of a blood trail?

He was lying here
for a while.

Why would someone
come back and move him?

If it was a drug dealer,
then he's gonna realize

the cops are gonna think
drug dealer

if they find a body here.

Increasing his chances
of getting caught.

So he drags the body
over there

Just to try
to throw us off.

I don't know, Castle.

A smart drug dealer?

Ah, everything evolves.
Why not criminals?

(Beckett) 9-1-1 caller?

Yeah, Mrs. Falcigno--

Was walking her dog when she
heard the shot last night.

A few seconds later, said she
saw a white dude run past her.

I got her looking
through mug books

at dealers
arrested in that area.

Hey, detective,
get over here!

(police radio chatter)

See someone you recognize,
Mrs. Falcigno?

No, I miss your sparkling
personality. Yeah!

That's the guy I saw right here.
You sure?

What, do you want to give me
a lie detector? That's him!

(Beckett) do you know
why you're here?

No idea.

The arresting officer
said that he saw you

In a hand-to-hand sale
of narcotics in the park.

Must have me confused
with somebody else.

Really? Is that what
you're giving me,

that all drug dealers
look alike?

You were arrested with money
and dope, Mr. Scoville.

Given the fact that you have
two prior felony sales

on your sheet, you
should probably come up

with something better
pretty quick.

Why you jammin' me up
like this?

What were you doing
in the park last night?

What makes you think
I was even in the park?

A very reliable witness
said she saw you

Runnin' toward 72nd street
about midnight.

Shouldn't she put him on his heels,
go straight for the shooting?

It's not about putting him
on his heels.

It's about building
a case for the D.A.

So? I was running
in the park. So what?

See? She just got him to put
himself at the crime scene.

So running isn't illegal,
but shootin' someone is.

Shootin' someone?

Do you recognizehis person--
Donny Kendall?

Never seen him before.

Really? How come
I'm getting the feeling

that you're not being
completely truthful with me?

Watch this. Watch her now.

I want immunity.

(laughs)
from what? The mumps?

Do you know what
a 3-time loser is, Scoville?

It's a person facing
a third felony conviction,

someone just like you,
in fact.

All right. I seen him.

Last night?
Yeah, last night.

Just placed him
with the victim.

You sell to him?

No.

You're a drug dealer.
How'd you know him?

You poker buddies?

It was real nice chatting
with you, Mr. Scoville.

Maybe you can drop me a line
in about 25 years.

All right, all right,
hold up. Hold up. All right!

I sold to him.
When?

Last night.

Bunch of other times, too,
him and his little buddies.

What little buddies?

I don't know. Kids.
Friends of his.

Describe 'em.

A couple of dudes, a couple
of chicks. One was Asian.

Kinda hot.

Okay, so you're telling me
that you saw all of them

in the park last night, right?
Yep.

And now we
got some witnesses.

Witnesses who lied.

You guys lied to me.

You were all with Donny
when he got shot, weren't you?

Anyone know
what obstruction is?

I believe that's
when you deliberately

give false information
in a criminal case.

You go to prison for it.

Max?

Amanda?

Yeah, we were there.

You were at the park?

Donny was out of control.
We were just trying to stop him.

Why don't I believe you?

Guys,
just tell the truth.

Sometimes we'd go
to the park, too.

We'd tell our parents

we're hanging out
at one of our apartments,

but we'd actually go
to the park and party,

and Donny would--

(Castle) Would get you
whatever you wanted.

So what happened?

We're all just hanging out,
having a good time, partying.

And this guy came over,
and he's a messed up,

and he's got this gun.
And he--and he's--

He's yelling at Donny,
"where's my money?

I need my friggin' money!"

Donny owes him 200 bucks.
Donny didn't have it.

Then the guy points the gun.
And there's this loud pop,

and you just see
Donny's body crumple.

What did you guys do?

(voice breaking)
we ran. We just ran.

You didn't think
to call the police?

He was dead. I mean, we knew
he was dead. Calling someone--

Would have just gotten you
into trouble?

Did you get a good look
at this guy?

Do you think you'd
be able to identify him?

It--it was dark. You know, Donny
was at the end of the bench.

Who was the closest?

(lowered voice) okay, Romy,
this will be easy.

And when we raise the shades,
they won't be able to see you.

Are you sure?
I promise.

They have no idea
who's back here.

You just let me know if you
recognize anyone, okay?

Raise the shades, please.

Number 1,
step forward.

Number 1, step forward.

Step back, number 1.

(Ryan) step back.

Number 2.

Number 2, step forward.

Do you recognize anyone?

Number 2.

Where do you
recognize him from?

The park.

He shot Donny.

Okay.

(door opens and closes)

Mm.

Are you trying to figure out
how to murder someone

In their sleep again?
Not this time.

Do you know
when you were little,

I used to watch you sleep every
night before I went to bed,

Just for a few minutes.

It was ridiculous
how adorable you were.

Who'd have thought,
all these years later,

You're still adorable?

What part of snoring
and drooling is adorable?

Well, every 10 or 15 breaths,
you make a little snort noise.

And then sometimes you'll even
get a little spit bubble--

okay, Dad. Seriously.
And then sometimes you'll even
get a little spit bubble--

okay, Dad. Seriously.

Do you do drugs?

(laughs) no.

Are you sure?
'cause you can tell me.

Dad, am I lethargic

And uncharacteristically irritable?
No.

Are my eyes bloodshot
for no apparent reason?

No, except when you're sick.

Well, that's an apparent reason.
Right.

Are my grades plummeting?
No.

Then according to
New York City's guidelines

for parents and teachers, it's
a pretty safe bet I'm clean.

You make an excellent case.

Parents are invited
to the drug assemblies.

You should come next time.
Drug assemblies?

Is that what the kids are
calling 'em nowadays?

They serve cookies.

And which of your friends
are going on this

D.C. Jamboree with you?
Taylor, Kelsey and Paige.

Okay, how do I know they're
not bringing the blow

And partying winehouse-style?

Um, because you know them
really well,

and they're good kids?
But maybe they're icebergs.

Does this have something to do
with that Redding kid?

Dad, he was in Central Park
really, really late at night.

That's something
I would never do.

But if you did,
you could tell me.

I don't want you to feel
you ever have to lie to me.

Anything you and your friends
have done, believe me,

I've done worse.
I know.

But the good news is,
I'm not you.

I just mean
you don't have to worry.

Besides, if I ever got
in any real trouble,

My friends would be there
to bail me out.

Right.

Because that's
what friends do.

Yeah.

(speaking indistinctly)
Gentlemen. Gentlemen.

Excuse me, I gotta go.
I gotta go.

Why didn't Donny's friends
just give him the money?

What are you talking about?
These kids always have cash.

You're gonna tell me one of them
couldn't spring a few bucks

to save his life?

Castle, some demented
drug dealer's waving a gun.

Um, they probably froze up.

But all of them? He wasn't
asking S.A.T. questions.

He was asking for money,
something these kids

probably count in their sleep.

Look, this Scoville
is a bad dude,

And we got more than enough.

Yeah, with the girl,
it's a slam dunk.

And who gave you the girl?

Scoville.

(laughs)
So the guy's not a genius.

Okay, okay.
Say you're right.

Why would these kids peg
the wrong guy for a murder?

Simple--
one of them did it.

(buzzer sounds)

Hey, Beckett.

Yankman.

Who's the sidekick?
He's a...

Consultant?
Consultant.

Yeah? Well, uh, shouldn't you
consult the consultant

before you arrest
the wrong guy?

I'm not sure I have
the wrong guy yet, Yankman.

Well, my client's not happy.
He gave you potential witnesses,

and then you used one
against him.

(chuckles) yeah, well, your client
wasn't exactly forthcoming.

But I'm willing to reconsider

if he tells me
everything he knows.

Don't trust her.

Seeing as how you're
facing a murder charge,

why don't you just
go with the flow?

Consultant boy is right.
You got nothing to lose.

The night
that Donny was killed,

you sold to him
and his friends, right?

No.
No?

(chuckles) that's not how you
really get her to reconsider.

I didn't sell to him!

They was workin' for me.

Workin' for you?

I supplied that punk.

All right? His friends
bought off me, too.

Then they'd go play dealer,
selling to the upscales

up in Sheeps Meadow.
Wait a minute. They sold for you?

Donny, yeah. The others,
it was just like a goof,

like walk on the wild side,
like Truth or Dare.

So where were you
when Donny got shot?

I was hanging with
my boys down by

The "Alice in Wonderland" statue.

We didn't see nothing.
We heard the shot, took off.

What about the gun?
I told you, I don't pack.

Criminal record with
no firearms convictions

Does sort of give it
the ring of truth.

If past is prologue, how we
doing on reconsideration?

Don't have to answer
if you don't want.

I know the answer.
Anytime.

Anytime, Beckett.

(door closes)

You gotta be kidding me.

I already told the brass
that we got the guy.

I can see how that'd be
a little awkward.

The mayor even
called to thank me.

He's in for the Knicks game,
by the way. Sweet.

Look, I know everyone likes
the violent drug dealer for this--

no, we love the violent
drug dealer for this.

Only the violent drug dealer's
story makes more sense

than our witness'.
Plus--and I know I'm new here but--

aren't you supposed
to arrest the right guy?

Okay, go and talk
to the girl again.

But my violent drug dealer stays
where he is until I say so.

I'll see you at the game.

Got it.

So this dealer asked Donny
for the couple hundred

he owed him, right?
Yeah.

And Donny told him
he didn't have it?

Right.

You mind if I take a look
at your purse?

Her purse? What for?

I can get a warrant
if you want.

Gucci. What does my bag
have to do with anything?

If Donny was such a good friend,
why did you let him get shot?

Let him?

You had more than enough money
to pay off the guy.

I bet you all had
more than enough.

And yet Donny is dead.

Why didn't any of you
front him the money?

What are you implying?
She isn't implying.

She's saying
your daughter is lying

About what happened
that night.

There wasn't a guy,
was there, Romy?

(voice breaking)
I-I didn't do anything.

Romy.

What really happened
to Donny that night?

It was an accident.

We were just playing a game.

A game?

Like Russian roulette.
Romy! With a gun?

It was just for fun. We--
we did it all the time.

For fun?

Where'd you get the gun, Romy?
(sniffles) Spencer had it.

We never meant
for there to be bullets.

We just pointed the gun
at each other

And pulled the trigger,
just to see what it felt like.

Then how did Donny get shot?
Spencer bought bullets.

We went up to his
summer house in Montauk

Just to shoot around
at cans and stuff. (sniffles)

One must have
got left in by accident.

Who? Who shot him?

Romy, look at me.

Who shot Donny?

(sniffles) Max.

It was Max.

Detective Kate Beckett,
NYPD.

I'm looking for Max Heller.
Is he here?

No. I'm his mother.
What's going on?

I need to see him right now,
Mrs. Heller.

Do you know where he is?
No, I don't. What is it?

I have a warrant
for his arrest.

A warrant?
Oh, my god. For what?

He's wanted for murder,
Mrs. Heller. Do you understand?

I need you to go and call him
on his cell phone,

find out where he is,
tell him not to move.

Everything is gonna be
all right,

but I need you
to do it now.

Detective Esposito
will go with you.

Get a photograph of him for
the A.P.B., please. Right.

(cell phone rings and beeps)
(Ryan) detective.

Beckett.

What? Where?

The kid's not answering
his cell phone.

Mom thinks maybe
he went to the park.

Yeah, he went to the park...
And killed himself.

So what now?
What should I do?

What?

(man singing)
(I'm staying by your side)

Hey.

If you're looking for lunch money,
my wallet's on the nightstand.

I lied to you, dad.

Oh. Can this wait?
No. You need to know.

(I know it hasn't been
that long)

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah, o-okay.

Remember the holiday formal,

how Kelsey and I went
to Taylor's house after?

Well, when we left,
it was already raining,

and we tried for, like,
half an hour to get a taxi,

but we couldn't, and we were
already so soaking wet and cold

that we finally decided
to take the subway,

even though it was
way after 10:00.

Well, considering that
getting a cab in the rain

is kind of like winning the
Powerball jackpot, I forgive you.

No, listen. The 2 was coming,
and Kelsey ran through the door

and was going down the stairs
to hold the door for me,

but when I swiped my card,
it was empty,

and I didn't have any time
to add any more money to it,

and Kelsey was screaming
for me to come, and I was--

I was just so tired, and I was
just anxious to get home,

that, Dad... I don't
even want to say it. What?

I jumped the turnstile.

Did you make the train?

Y-yeah, but--but the point is,
I didn't tell you,

even after you were so sweet
and concerned yesterday.

I'm sorry. Oh, you actually
jumped the turnstile?

But I swiped my card twice
the next day

and didn't even ride.

Okay. Oh, sweetie.
If that--

If that's the worst
thing you've done,

I'm a happy, happy man.

But I lied to you.
Shouldn't you punish me?

Yes. No, you're right.

Um... mandatory ice cream
for breakfast. No excuses.

I'm serious.
If you won't, I will.

I'm serious
about the ice cream.

Fine.
I'm grounded for a week.

All right. You're tough but fair.
After the D.C. Trip.

That's my girl.

(I'm staying by your side)

Thanks, Dad.

Hey.

What you doing?
Paperwork to dismiss

the homicide charges
against Scoville.

Ballistics confirms that
the gun used on Donny

in the park that night
was the same one

Max used on himself.

I'm usually better
at reading people.

You spent half an hour
with Max.

There's no way you could
have seen that coming.

Poor kid must have
been a mess.

Imagine shooting
your best friend

and then having
to lie about it.

Well, he did more
than just lie about it.

What do you mean? He went back
and moved his friend's body.

He went back and moved
his friend's body.

Having the presence of mind
to move the body

isn't exactly consistent with
a guilty conscience, is it?

I'd say that's more an act
of a cold-blooded killer.

And a cold-blooded killer
doesn't suddenly feel guilty

enough to commit suicide, does he?
Not in any story I'd write.

So if we're right and Max
didn't move Donny's body,

Then who did?

Looks like your basic,
garden-variety suicide.

But you said on the phone
that there was something

that wasn't consistent with
a suicide. Looks like suicide.

But his shooting hand--
more specifically,

his right index finger--
has a slight abrasion

visible only under the scope.
Department autopsy protocol

doesn't even call to look
for that kind of thing.

And the abrasion
means what to you?

That someone may have
helped him pull the trigger.

Plus toxicology has his
blood alcohol content at .28.

(Castle) .28!
So he was drunk

Way drunk.

At .28, he may not
have even been conscious.

So Max was murdered.

Whoever staged Max's suicide
wanted us to believe that

he killed himself out of guilt
over shooting Donny,

which makes me think Max
didn't kill Donny after all.

The other kids
corroborated Romy's story

that Max pulled the trigger.
I didn't say he didn't shoot him.

I said he didn't kill him.

Is that a zen koan
"one hand clapping" thing? I...

These kids played
a game of pretending

to shoot at each other.

What if one of them
wanted Donny dead for real?

What better way than to get
someone else to pull the trigger?

You think one of the other kids
put a bullet in the gun

Without Max knowing?
That's our killer.

(whispers)
oh, I like that.

You bought the bullets,
Spencer.

It was just to screw around.

If by "screwing around"
you mean intentionally putting

a bullet in a chamber knowing
that Max was gonna shoot Donny,

then yes, you and I
are in total agreement.

Detective Beckett--if the point of
the game was to shoot without bullets,

then why would you have bullets
unless you intended to use 'em?

I told you, I didn't know there
were any bullets in the gun.

Well, somebody did, and I think
whoever it is killed Max.

Your gun, your bullets--

From where I'm standing,
Spencer, you did it.

So where were you between
6:30 and 9:00 last night?

Uh... At--at my dad's club.

The Century.
With Brandon.

You better hope that
Brandon corroborates that.

Look, I know Romy and Spencer
told you guys everything,

and that we're all
in big trouble...

But I'm glad.

You're glad? Yes. We should have
just come clean with you guys

after the accident.
You're damn right you should've.

I know. But we didn't
want to screw Max over.

That's why you fingered the drug dealer, right?

'cause he's expendable.

I told Romy that was wrong,
but she wanted to protect Max.

And that junkie's the one who got
Donny into dealing in the first place.

So where were you
when Max was killed?

With Spencer at his dad's club.
Ask him, he'll confirm it.

You guys always have your
stories straight, don't you?

"We weren't at the park.
It was the drug dealer.

It was Max."
You guys are always in sync.

Maybe that's why
I don't believe you.

You don't have to believe me.

I have proof.

We'd take these videos,
you know,

I mean, just for laughs,
doing crazy stuff.

Romy's dad Mr. Lee
is like this big I.T. Guy,

and he hooked us up with
a file share over bluetooth.

That way
we'd all get the files.

(exhales deeply)

Amanda shot this that night.

What is it?

A video...

of Donny getting shot.

We were all supposed
to erase it.

But I knew that
if the truth came out,

we'd all be screwed.

And after what happened
to those kids in that Duke case,

I just...

I didn't want
to end up like that.

(cell phone beeps)
here.

(Romy) oh, yeah,
suck it down, Bran.
(manchug! Chug!

Suck it! Suck it!
You suck.

(Amanda) little Brandon
wet himself!

(Spencer) oh, great.
"punk'd" is back. Hi, mom!

(Donny) all right,
let's do this, baby!

Blast me, Max-o.
Take me out.

Hey, you pulled my mom's
Harry Winston tennis bracelet.

That you stole.
Borrowed.

(Donny) that's worth
my entire family.

(Spencer) cue the violins.
Aw.

(Amanda) come on, guys.
My arm's getting tired. (Spencer) Aw!

Let's do this!
(Brandon) okay, here we go.

(Amanda) whoo! (laughs)
all right, all right.

Goodbye, Mr. Anderson.

(gunshot)

(indistinct screaming)
(woman) oh, my god!

You okay?

I was just thinking
about Donny's parents,

what they'll go through
when they watch that video.

Guess it's not too often

you get a murder
caught on tape, huh?

Yeah, well,
he was smart to keep it.

Otherwise they'd all be
facing a manslaughter charge.

Yeah...
That was pretty smart

when you think about it,
wasn't it?

I know that tone, Castle.
I'm just saying,

It's pretty lucky they filmed
their little game that night.

Yeah. Well, people post
crazy stuff on You Tube.

I get filming it the first
few times. It's exciting.

But the 10th? The 15th?

What was so special
about that night?

Donny got shot. So the only
reason to film it is...

You knew something
was gonna happen.

And that was when?
Okay, thank you, Mrs. Kendall.

Get this--

Donny and Amanda were dating
until about a month ago.

When Donny broke it off?

You weren't in school
today, Amanda.

So? I wasn't up for it.

Yes. Lying can be
so exhausting.

So can losing two of your friends.
We saw the video.

Brandon told me.
So now you know everything.

Why did you shoot
the video that night?

I don't know.
We did lots of times.

When was the last time
before that night?

I don't remember.

Look, I thought you said
you saw what happened.

We did. We're just not sure
why we saw what happened.

Your decision to make

a video that night
doesn't make any sense

unless you knew
something was gonna happen.

You think I knew?
It was totally an accident!

There's no way
I could have known

Donny was gonna get shot.

Sure there is,

If you're the one who put a bullet
in the gun. What?

We spoke to Donny's parents.
We know you two were dating.

We also know Donny broke up
with you about a month ago.

Oh, my god.
It gives you motive, Amanda.

It's not what happened!

Yes, Donny broke up with me,

but only because he found out
I hooked up with Brandon.

Brandon?

Everything with his family...

Donny checked out.

He wasn't there for me,
and Brandon was.

I bet he was.

It's not like that.
Brandon's a really good guy.

A good guy who kept the only
copy of a video he told us you shot.

If Brandon kept the video,
he had his reasons.

Brandon told you to shoot
the video that night, didn't he?

Yeah.

(church bell tolling)

(Castle) guess who
just changed his story?

Your buddy Spencer.

Your comrade just gave up
your alibi for Max's murder.

You mean Max's suicide,
don't you?

And last I checked,

I wouldn't need an alibi
for that, would I?

The medical examiner concluded
that Max's death was a homicide.

Oh. Well, I'm sure there are
any number of experts

we can hire who will disagree
with a city employee.

Expert witnesses?
Scrambling for alibis?

Sounds like you're already
building a defense.

You guys have been running
around accusing everyone of murder.

I figured my turn was coming,
and I'd better be ready.

Only now we know it was you.

All three of your friends
have solid alibis

for the night Max was killed.
You say killed, I say suicide.

Where were you that night?
I took a walk.

I knew you guys
wouldn't believe me,

So I asked Spencer
to cover for me.

That's what you guys do,
right, cover for each other?

Exactly. Look, detective,
you're hot and everything,

but if you had
any actual evidence,

you'd have already
arrested me.

Me? I have a video
that proves Max killed Donny.

Do you really think
a jury's gonna believe

he didn't get drunk
and off himself?

This is just a game
for you, isn't it?

Like selling drugs in the park.

Well, if it was,
looks like I'd be winning.

But hey,
if you think I did it...

Let's see you prove it.

I hate that kid.

You know, actually having to
prove things is really tedious.

Welcome to my world.
Brandon had this all planned.

He gets Max to shoot Donny

Then gets Max drunk
and kills him.

There's no such thing
as a perfect crime, Castle.

Not yet. But one day
I'm gonna write it.

Okay, we canvassed every store,
stand and homeless guy

from the park's entrance
at 72nd to the scene.

And no one remembers seeing
Max or Brandon last night.

If we can't put Brandon
at Max's murder scene,

then the D.A. Will never move.

These kids were hooked
on video sharing.

There has to be something.

Eh, I already scrolled
through every video, audio,

photo and text file in that thing.
Guess we weren't lucky enough

to have Max take video
of Brandon killing him.

Funny thing is, if he did,
Brandon would have known.

It would have popped up in his shared
folder as soon as their phones...

Synced.

Thank you.

Synced.

If they were together
when Max was murdered,

then their phones would have
automatically synced.

There'd be a record.

You have the right to have
a lawyer present, Brandon.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be appointed to you.

(Castle) Oh, he could afford
a million lawyers.

But she still has to advise me
of my rights, right? Right.

Anyway, that's cool.
I don't want a lawyer.

This is way more fun.

Maybe you'd like to just
sign a confession, then?

Sure.

I confess...

that I'm dying to cop a feel
under your cop blouse.

(pen clatters)

There.

Now I feel
so much better.

You sure you don't want
to call somebody--

Your parents maybe?

Why would I worry them?

You know, I made a call just
a little while ago to my bookie.

Sweet.

I was standing in the street
outside Nobu waiting for my car.

Oh, yeah? I love that place.
The black squid pasta is amazing.

Anyway, I was talking
on the phone

when the valet pulled up
with my car.

And all of a sudden,
my call got cut off.

And I realized--oh,
the bluetooth in my car

picked up the call automatically
because they were linked.

You told us that all your phones
autoshare media files

via a bluetooth link, right?
So?

So your phone linked with Max's
phone the night he was killed.

It's a digital fingerprint
that places you

within 20 feet of Max
at the time of his murder.

You did say if she got
some actual evidence,

she should arrest you.
You took advantage of Max's

guilt over Donny's death,
and you got him blackout drunk,

and then you put
a gun in his hand,

pressed it against his temple,
and then you pulled the trigger.

Why would I do that? To cover
your tracks over killing Donny.

Why would I kill Donny?

Amanda.

Amanda is with me, not Donny.

Yeah, only after Donny
lost all his money.

Which makes you sloppy seconds.

It had to eat you alive knowing
that Amanda had been with Donny.

Especially 'cause
he got way more

Than just under her blouse,
right?

I have that video that shows
that Max killed Donny,

not me.

And arranging that
was very impressive.

Fooling Spencer, Romy
and Amanda wasn't that hard.

They didn't handle the gun.
But Max was another story.

He actually
pulled the trigger,

and he just couldn't
let it go, could he?

And then he remembered,
you gave him the gun.

So he called you
and asked to meet you.

We have a record of the call.

You knew something was up,

so you brought the gun
and, what, vodka?

Or was Max a scotch guy?

He knew all about you,
Donny and Amanda.

He had to wonder,
"did you set me up

to kill my best friend?"

And when he realized you had,

he wasn't gonna
keep it quiet, was he?

Even with you telling him,
"you'd all go to jail."

If only Max had been strong
enough just to man up...

If only Donny realized he didn't
belong with you guys anymore,

he and Amanda were through,
well, then none of this

would have been necessary.

(lowered voice) Weak people
just don't get it,

do they, Brandon?

Sometimes they just
have to be led to the truth.

(whispers) Exactly.

Did he just say "exactly"?

'Cause I heard him say "exactly."
Yeah, I heard it, too.

He tricked me.

You tricked me.

It's called
"admission against interest."

It's just a fancy term for
a confession. Pretty sweet, huh?

Mm-hmm.
Oh, and the funny thing is,

I bet you thought you were
pretty clever to go back

And move Donny's body,
right?

But the thing is, is we would have
never figured it out if you hadn't.

Well, she would have
never figured it out.

Oh, like you would have
figured it out.

I definitely would have
figured it out.

Are you kidding me
right now?

Honest truth, straight face,
from my heart.

(police radio chatter)

Let's go. Power up.
I don't want to be late.

You're coming?

You're looking at the official
replacement chaperone.

Yay!
(laughs)

I just realized
I have some business

to take care of in D.C. Anyway.
Really?

Yeah, I gotta pick out a spot
for my monument just in case.

I think Washington and Lincoln
already have the good ones.

Maybe they can move Jefferson.
Oh, yeah, I'm sure.

All right, you two kids,
hurry off now.

You don't want to miss
any of the fun.

(doorbell buzzes)

Any of your fun, you mean?
It's not what you think.

Hello, hello. Welcome.
Welcome. Come in.

No, it's exactly
what I thought.

Now does this look
like a wild group?

For your information,
I am hosting a seminar

for my life coaching class--

"be the change
you want to see."

How very zen of you.
Dad, come on, be supportive.

She's trying to help... people.
Yeah, to my liquor cabinet.

No. This is going to be
a very civilized affair.

Now off, off, off, off.
(singsong voice) have fun!