Castle (2009–2016): Season 2, Episode 5 - When the Bough Breaks - full transcript

When the Bough Breaks

♪ Yeah

♪ Ooh

♪ My temperature's a-risin'

♪ I can feel
the fever's burning up ♪

(Buzzes)

♪ ooh
♪ hot, hot, hot

(Buzz)

♪ My temperature's a-risin'

(Buzzing)
Yes. Yep. I'm coming.

♪ temperature's a-risin'

♪ I can feel
the fever's burning up ♪

You are not going
to believe this.

Paula.

You are so not going
to believe this.

What are you doing here?

- I can't even believe it.
- Believe what?

I can't tell you.

I'm still asleep, aren't I?
I'm dreaming.

I'm having a dream where
my book agent has shown up

At my house at 7:00 A.M.
to not tell me something.

Okay.

It's not official yet,

But... you, my dear,

are at the top of their list,

and I can't give you
any more details than that.

You want some coffee?

I'd love to sit down
and not discuss this further.

I will tell you this--

It's a major relaunch
of a major franchise--

A 3-Book deal--
And they want you.

"Heat Wave" comes out
in less than a week.

The book party, which you
arranged, is Monday night.

I'm trying to launch
my own character.

Why would I want to get involved
with somebody else's?

What if I told you
the character in question

is a certain British
Secret Agent?

You mean it's gonna be--

Shh. Don't say it.
You'll jinx it.

He's the reason
I became a writer.
(Cell phone ringing)

I know.

I mean,
he's the coolest spy ever.

- Right.
- He's got gadgets,

he's got babes, he's--

And a payday
that is unbelievable.

And they want me
for three new books?

(Ringing continues)
Yes, now are you gonna get that?

Because an unanswered phone
gives me agita.

It's Beckett.

(Ring)
A body must have dropped.

Uh...

I'll call her back.

What other details can't you tell me?
(Chuckles)

(Siren whoops)
Morning, gentlemen.

So what do you got for us?

Caucasian female, early 30s,

No purse or I.D.
found on the body.

Where is she?

City workers found her

When they opened the manhole
to check the line.

(Police radio chatter)

Something tells me
she didn't trip.

Cause of death appears to be
blunt force trauma.

She took a nasty blow
to the back of the head.

But we found traces of blood spatter
over there on the sidewalk.

Well, then it couldn't
have been a robbery.

A mugger wouldn't bother
dragging her body that far

just to hide it.

Given the amount of decomposition,

I'd say she was killed
about two days ago.

Any chance you could
narrow that down for us?

Any chance I can get her
to the lab first?

I should be able to get you
a tighter window,

maybe down to six or seven hours.

All right, thank you.

(Ryan)
Ah, good morning.

Look who decided
to grace us with his presence.

Did you have something
more important to do, Castle?

I got held up at home.

Was that the body?

Yeah, it's on its way
to the morgue.

- Aw.
- What, you wanted us to wait?

Yeah, it's too bad, too.
It's your kinda case, bro.

Yeah?

Yeah, body was found down that
manhole over there, half eaten.

Eaten?

Yeah, it was covered
in some kind of green slime.

- Whoa.
- Yeah, it was creepy.

It's as if someone
or something is down there.

Ah, that's--Okay,
very funny. That's great.

Was there a body
down the manhole?

- Yeah.
- Okay. Thank you. An adult.

Yeah, you shoulda seen
what else was down there.

Two metal canisters
with biohazard stickers

and yellow powder inside of it.

You opened the...

All right. Tha--will someone
please tell me

what's really going on here?

We're gonna check nearby trash
cans for the murder weapon.

Uh, what was the murder weapon,
by the way?

Some kind of death ray.

Turns your insides out.

(Perlmutter) Her fingerprints
came back negative.

(Camera beeps, shutter clicks)

Missing persons didn't have
anyone matching her description.

(Camera shutter clicks)

Your boys didn't happen to find
her purse by any chance?

No, no purse,
no murder weapon.

Then we have ourselves
a Jane Doe.

Two days and no one steps
forward to say she's missing.

Which means she probably
lived alone

and she didn't have a job
where she needed to be.

I can tell you this much--
She's an immigrant,

Probably from Eastern Europe.

Her dental work?

Yeah, she's got a couple
of stainless steel crowns.

We don't use 'em anymore
in the states,

But they're still common
in the former Soviet Block.

Uh, we found this scrunched in
the bottom of her pants pocket.

Candy wrapper.

It's got some kind of writing on it.

The lettering has
diacritical marks on it.

They're accent marks
used to represent sounds

That are alien to latin.

I'm gonna go with
Slavic Cyrillic. No, Czech.

And you know this how?

I almost ordered
a Russian bride once.

You know, a Czech mate?

I'm gonna run this down.

There can't be
too many shops in the area

That sell this stuff.

Hey, Perlmutter.

I'm having a book launch party
Monday night. You wanna come?

Please.

I'll put you down as a maybe.

(Castle) This is gonna
weird you out a little bit,

But check this out.
I mean, it just seems like...

It seems to bend
the space time continuum.

Look, just when you think
there can't be another one.

Wow
What is he doing?

We hit about a dozen little shops

Trying to find
that candy wrapper.
(Castle speaks indistinctly)

And he insisted on
buying something in every shop.

(laughs)
In every shop?

No wrapper, though.

Something tells me,
if he decides to put

the great candy wrapper hunt
in his next book,

He'll give it a happier ending.

Wait, sir. Sir, uh, next book?

Is he writing
another Nikki Heat novel?

The deal was for one book.

- I assumed that--
- You were off the hook?

You know how the Mayor feels
about Castle.

If the man is gonna write
another book about you--

I am not Nikki Heat, sir.

Yeah. Well, uh, his honor expects
your cooperation either way.

(Elevator bell dings)

(Ryan)
Yo! Found your candy.

You found it?
Get outta town.

- Little grocery on 47th and 9th.
- Yep.

I told you we shoulda
checked the West End.

(Ryan) Owner recognized
our vic's picture.

Said she'd come by
every couple of weeks

and stock up on stuff
from back home.

(Castle)
Hmm.

Kinda tastes like soap.
I like it.

Did he give you a name?

(Esposito)
No, but he did point us

To where
he thought she might live.

Apparently there's an S.R.O.
Not far from

where we found the body
that caters to Czech illegals.

Well, then let's pay it
a visit.

Yeah, I know her.
The lady in 5-C--Eliska Sokol.

She was a nice person.

She kept to herself, but nice.

Yeah, why anybody'd
want to kill her...

How long did she live
in the building?

About six months.

Never gave you any trouble?

No. I wish all my tenants
were like her.

She paid her rent on time
every week in cash.

- You said 5-C?
- Yeah, you want to see it?

Yeah, please. Why don't you guys
start knocking on doors,

and see if any of the other
tenants can shed some light.

Right on.

Here it is.

Let me know when you're done.

Thanks.

From what I'm seeing,

it's a pretty good bet
she lived alone.

There's not even
a telephone.

Something tells me
she didn't have many visitors.

Hey.

Work calendar maybe?
Keeping track of shifts.

There's nothing
past last Wednesday.

Postcards from home.

Hmm.

If a picture's worth
a thousand words,

This one says "not a fan."

The scratches
go through the paper.

Whoever she is, looks like
our vic hated her.

Could be the feeling
was mutual.

♫ Castle 2x05 ♫
When the Bough Breaks
Original Air Date on October 19, 2009

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Want a lollipop?
- Oh, yes.

Tastes like soap.

I'll pass.

Suit yourself.

Oh, dad, Taylor asked
if she could come

to your book launch party
with me.

- Would that be Okay?
-Sure. Hmm. So...

Taylor likes my stuff, huh?

Not that I know of.

Then...

(laughs)
Okay, you are so dense.

She wants to get dressed up,
go to a party, meet boys.

She doesn't care about your little book.

Thanks, dad.

Oh.

(Laughs)
You really are something, you know?

You always think
everything's about you.

- Here.
- What are these?

Oh, they're flyers for my play. I
thought you could hand them out

when you're signing books
at the party tomorrow.

Uh, gee.
I was thinking, actually,

that I might
keep the evening about me.

See if I plug your book
when I'm doing P.R.

Will my career survive?

Boy, you know, ever since

that little visit
from your agent Paula,

You have been
insufferably cocky.

And frankly, I never understood
the appeal of--

Ah, ah, don't say it.
You'll jinx it.

- A certain British spy.
- Thank you.

And I have loved him
since I was a kid.

I know. I know.
It's a big deal.

Mm.

Congratulations.

Well, I haven't got
the official offer yet.

And it would mean not doing
another Nikki Heat book.

Whoa. I know somebody that
you would make very happy.

Beckett. Oh, please.

She'll be thrilled not to have
you following her around.

I'm sure the poor girl
is counting down the days.

Actually, I'd like to think
I've been fairly useful to her,

Solving cases-wise.

Oh, please.

I'm sure she got along fine
before you arrived.

K-O-L. Sokol.

No, she doesn't have
a social security number.

She's illegal.

All right,
notify all precincts,

including the Boroughs.

Thank you.

So I did a records check
on Eliska Sokol.

She didn't have any run-ins
with law enforcement.

So I asked Central to put
her name out on the blotter.

You never know.
It might turn something up.

You know, I was thinking

about how to track down
this mystery woman.

I bet you Parks and Recreation
would be able to tell us

on which playground
this photo was taken.

You see how there's sand
at the bottom?

A lot of playgrounds
have wood chips

or this green spongy stuff
that used to freak Alexis out.

And there's also
a climbing wall feature

In the back here that's not
a... "75th and Lexington."

Oh.

Great minds think alike,
I guess.

Next thing you're gonna do
is tell me that I should

go down there with a photograph.

Wouldn't be a horrible idea.

(Cell phone rings)
Oh, look. Esposito's calling.

Wonder what he and Ryan
have been doing all morning.

(Beep)

Hello.

No, it's just Castle.

(Esposito)
Lady on the playground

said she recognized the kid
in the photo.

Said she was pretty sure

That the family
lived in this building.

Uh, just hold on a second.
Can I help you?

I'm detective Kate Beckett, NYPD.

We were wondering
if you recognized

Anyone in this photograph.

That's Zane Talbot
and his mother.

Were they tenants here?

Can I ask
what this is about?

We're conducting an investigation

into the murder of a woman
named Eliska Sokol.

Eliska? She's dead?

You know her?

She worked here until
just a few days ago.

In what capacity?

She started off
in the laundry room.

A few weeks ago, we promoted her
to client services.

This is a Concierge building.

We have a staff of over 75
providing our tenants

With round-the-clock attention.

Like living in a fancy hotel.

Do you have any idea
why Eliska left her job?

She didn't. She was let go.

There was an incident
with one of the tenants--

Mrs. Talbot, actually.

Poor woman. Do you have
any idea who killed her?

We're working on it.
The manager said

that there was
some sort of an incident.

I suppose
you could call it that.

Really, I think the whole thing's

Gotten blown way out of proportion.

Could you tell us what happened?

It was last Wednesday, I think.

And I was with Zane in his room.
(Speaking inaudibly)

She came in to change
the towels in his bathroom.

I got up to go answer the phone.

When I came back,
the door was closed.

I go in, and she's sitting on
the floor, playing, I suppose,

But I couldn't really tell
because all I could think was,

He's got a lollipop
in his mouth.

She'd given him a lollipop.

You just don't do that.

You don't give someone else's
child candy without permission.

They could be allergic
or diabetic.

Maybe she was just trying to be nice.

(Man) You have to understand,
we hardly knew this woman.

It--It wasn't like
she was our housekeeper

that we saw every day.

I didn't say anything,

But I think she sensed
that I was unhappy,

because she got very flustered
and couldn't get out of there

fast enough.

Zane seemed to be fine,
so I decided to let it go.

But then the more
that I thought about it,

the more I realized that
that was not the first time

that she had seemed
overly familiar with him.

Overly familiar?

Giving him more attention
than seemed appropriate.

Did you ever think
it might have been cultural,

That...
that might be the way

that people are
with children in her country?

Of course. All I did
was mention to the manager

that maybe somebody would want
to talk to her

You know,
about what's appropriate.

I didn't even know
that she had been fired

until you told us.
And now she's...

I-I mean, I feel horrible.

I really do.
(Pager beeps)

I'm sorry. I'm on call.
(Beep)

(Sighs)
Unless there's something else?

No. No. I think we have
everything we need.

Um... you don't suppose
that her being let go

has anything to do with
what happened to her, do you?

We can't rule anything out.

It's possible that she was
hard-pressed for money

And she got into something
that she shouldn't have.

Then it's my fault.

No, Mrs. Talbot, it's the fault
of the person who killed her.

Thank you for your time.

That's pretty nice of you, letting her
off the hook like that.

It's pretty obvious Eliska
blames her for losing her job.

Maybe so.

And maybe being let go somehow
led to her being killed,

but making that woman
feel any worse

won't get us closer
to solving the crime.

Hey, got anything?

Just that our vic
used to be married.

Housekeeper I was talking to
said that Eliska

mentioned it to her once.
Ryan's running it.

His name is Teodor Hajek.
Records check came up with

A domestic disturbance call
from two years ago.

Abusive ex-Husband.

Maybe he came back
for an encore performance.

(Beckett) NYPD.

We're looking for Teodor Hajek.

Back there, ma'am.

Thank you.

Teodor Hajek?

Yes?

Would you step around, please?

We'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Thank you.

[ door bangs open ]

(Man grunts and screams)

Oh. Oh.
Sorry.

(Beckett)
Ryan, cut him off.

(Objects clattering)

(Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Esposito) Stop him.
Stop right there. Come here.

(Grunts)

(Groans)
On your stomach.

(Ryan) Stay down, buddy.
Let's go. Roll over.

Teodor Hajek...
you're under arrest.

Mr. Hajek, you've been
advised of your rights?

Yes.

And you declined an attorney?

For what? You're going to
deport me either way, yes?

Mr. Hajek,
we're not from immigration.

Is that why you ran?

My visa is expired
many years before.

Well, we're not interested
in your immigration status.

I'm a homicide detective.

Homicide?

We'd like to ask you a few
questions about your ex-wife.

Eliska? Yes.
What happened? Tell me.

She was killed
three nights ago.

(Speaks foreign language)
Eliska.

Where were you on Thursday
between 5:00 and 9:00 P.M.?

I was home asleep.

I work double shift
and was tired.

Can anyone verify that?

Maybe neighbors saw.
I don't know.

We have a domestic disturbance
complaint

from two years ago
involving you and your wife.

Would you mind telling us
about that?

We were arguing.
Neighbors called police.

What did you argue about?

She wanted to leave me.
I didn't want her to go.

Why did she want to leave?

She said to be with me...

hurt her.

Because, uh, too much
I remind her of Martin,

Our son.

God took him from us
three years ago.

I'm very sorry to hear that.

It tore her heart away.

He was everything to her.

He was so perfect
when he was born.

But the sickness was in him
even then.

There was nothing we could do

Except, uh...

Watch him...

Waste away and...

Away.

This was my family.

We were happy once.

Now they're gone from me.

Both of them...

Gone.

Kind of puts
a whole new perspective

on the Talbot incident.

Thank you.

Well, he probably reminded
Eliska of her own little boy.

She was trying
to be nice to him,

And next thing you know,
she's out of a job.

Yo.

Ex-Husband's alibi
checks out.

Neighbor remembers seeing him
come home around 5:00.

Well, no surprises there.
He was never our guy.

(Beckett) Okay, guys, let's put
ourselves in Eliska's shoes.

She's suddenly unemployed,
she's worried about making rent.

What kind of trouble
can she get herself into?

The usual suspects are kinda
hard to see with her--

Drugs, prostitution.

Okay, well, there's gotta be
something else then.

You know what?
Let's go back to the building,

See if there's anyone we missed
on the first canvass.

Someone must have seen
or heard something.

Thank you so much for your time.

If you can think of anything else,

Please don't hesitate to call.

Well, that's everybody
on our list.

Let's hope Ryan and Esposito
are having better luck upstairs.

Can I ask you a question,
Castle?

I already know
what you're going to ask.

The dress code for the party
is evening cocktail.

If you're stumped,
just ask yourself,

What would Nikki Heat wear?

When were you gonna tell me
about the other book?

You heard about that?

So it's true?

Well, it's not a done deal yet.

Well, did it ever occur to you
to talk to me first?

Well, frankly, I thought
you'd be relieved.

Oh, don't flatter yourself.

Well, I mean, I'm flattered
to even be considered.

Writing a certain
British Secret Agent would be

a very big opportunity for me.

I was talking about Nikki Heat.

Oh.

Wait a minute. A certain
British Secret Agent? Are you--

If they actually offer it
to me. They may not.

Yeah, but if they do?

Well, I-I would certainly
consider it.

Like I said,
I thought you'd be relieved.

I am.

I mean, I would be,
if they offered it to you.

(Ryan) You sure we talked
to 4-E last time?

(Esposito)
What, the robe lady?

Yeah, she, uh, didn't know
our vic, but wanted us

to help her with the ghost
in her apartment.

Oh, yeah.

You guys a bust, too?

Yeah, we talked to everybody
that wasn't home last time.

Nothing.

Well, that's it then. We hit
everybody in the building.

(Ryan) Yep.

(Castle) Sorry.
Excuse me.

(Ryan) Pardon us.
(Beckett) Sorry.

Did you...

- Did you?
- It was--

Miss!

(Beckett) She was out of town
for our first canvass,

But the night of the vic's
murder, she remembers seeing her

Arguing with a man
in the hallway.

Well-Dressed, mid-40s.

Doesn't exactly narrow things down.

No, but the pager
on his belt does.

Beckett.

What do you think, Castle?

Look like someone we know?

Paging Dr. Talbot.

I admit, there's a similarity.

But... it wasn't me.

Do you really want us

to pull you out of here
and put you in a lineup?

Because that's exactly
where this is headed.

Okay, this is insane.
I hardly knew the woman.

We did some checking,
Dr. Talbot.

Before she worked
in your apartment,

she also
worked at Bryant General.

That's where you see
your patients, isn't it?

What exactly was the nature
of your relationship

with this woman?

There was no relationship.

All right. We're outta here.

You're coming with us
to the precinct.

You meet a nice class
of people in a lineup.

- You'll be surprised.
- Okay, wait.

There was a relationship.

Eliska and I...
we were having an affair.

We met when she was
working at the hospital.

I was there late one night,
and we got to talking.

Anyway, we crossed paths
a couple of times after that,

And... one thing
led to another.

(Sighs) God,
this is humiliating.

What happened when she
found out you were married?

Well, she was upset.

But I convinced her
that I just needed some time

to figure out how to
end things with Melissa.

Which you never
intended to do.

And it was good for a while,
but she was losing patience,

And then she even started paying
special attention to Zane,

as if she was almost...

Getting ready to become
a part of his life,

and it was just impossible.

Well, then why didn't you
just break up with her?

I tried.
She just wouldn't let go.

And then that day
with my wife and the candy,

that was the last straw.

Truth is... it was a relief
when she got fired.

And so I did,

I went to see her the next day
to give her money,

and then she started
screaming at me, and,

I mean, there's nothing for me
to do but to leave,

to turn around and walk away.

Where were you on Thursday
between 5:00 and 9:00 P.M.?

I was here at the office,
and I worked late that day.

(Knock on door)

Excuse me, Doctor, but your wife
and son just arrived.

You were supposed
to have lunch today.

Right. Of--Of course. Can you
just give me one more second?

Of course.

Thank you.

Please, you check my alibi,
do whatever you have to do,

But I--I'm begging you,
please leave my wife out of it.

There are no promises,
Dr. Talbot.

I am following
this investigation

To wherever it leads.

Daddy!

Hey, buddy. Come here.
(Mrs. Talbot laughs)

Detective Beckett, I didn't
expect to see you here today.

Um, a clerk

misplaced the notes
from our first interview,

and your husband was very kind
to let us go over it all again.

I see.

Happy to help.

Have a wonderful lunch.

(Woman)
Yes, I'll hold.

So you're asking about
last Thursday?

That's right.

That was a long day.

we were booked solid
from mid-Morning on,

then stayed late
for monthly inventory.

Dr. Talbot, too?

Uh, hi, yes. It's
Dr. Talbot's office calling.

Him, too. We wrapped up
a little after 9:00.

(Esposito) You gotta be
kidding. He alibied out?

Oh, come on. We had him
arguing with our vic

on the day of her murder.

It wasn't him.

(Karpowski)
Hey, Beckett.

Just got off the horn
with the 74th in Brooklyn.

Uniform recognized your vic's
name off the blotter,

He thinks from a call he
answered about two years back.

What kind of a call?

Doesn't remember exactly,
and the incident report

was never computerized,
but he's fairly sure

someone filed a complaint
against your vic.

That could be almost anything.

Yeah, well, they should have
the file pulled by morning.

Sounds like our vic
isn't as squeaky clean

as we've been making
her out to be.

Whatever the complaint is,
I'm gonna need the two of you

To pick it up
first thing in the morning.

Guys, I got two words to tide
you over in the meantime--

Open bar.

(Onerepublic)
♪ just say, oh, my

♪ feels just like
I don't try ♪

♪ look so good I might die

♪ all I know

♪ is everybody loves me

♪ get down,
sway into my arms now ♪

So this is how
the other half lives.

♪ flashes in my face now

♪ all I know

♪ is everybody loves me

Hi. Could you sign it?
(Alexis) isn't this great?

You're acting again,
I'm making straight-A's,

and dad finished writing
another book.

Cherish the moment, kiddo.

If there's one thing
I've learned in life--

Nothing ever lasts.

(Man)
Hey! It's Nikki Heat.

(Camera shutters clicking)

(Reporters all shouting at once)

(Man) Look this way!

(Reporters continue shouting)

♪

You clean up nice, Detective.

Thank you, sir.

Castle's gonna be happy
to see you.

Have you read the dedication?

No. What does it say?

Go see for yourself.
Excuse me.

♪

(Woman)
♪ this thing is started

♪ it started from

Would you excuse me?

♪ a feeling

♪

- That's her?
- That's her.

Huh. That is one hell of
a love letter you wrote her.

Jeez. One night in Ibiza,
and what do I get,

a chapter in "Storm Fall"?

A very hot chapter.

And she gets a whole book?

She must be
a pretty special girl.

Let me ask you something,

when she calls you,
do you call her back?

Yeah.

Of course you do,
because she's important to you

and because it's polite.

Paula, I-I call you back.

3-Book deal, and I can't even
get you on the phone

to let you know you got
an official offer?

There's a...

- Yeah.
- I'm--I...

So can I close the deal?

Paula, I'm sorry. This is a--
This is a big step for me.

And I don't know that I'm ready
to walk away from Nikki Heat.

Who, the one on the page

or the one standing over there
in that Herve Leger dress?

The one on the page.

Oh, Rick.
Are you sleeping with her?

No.

Well, what the hell
are you waiting for?

Go get it outta your system
and then come down to the office

and sign the damn contract,
Okay?

Hey.

Hey. I...

(Chuckles) I was just, uh,
the, uh,

The dedication--Wow.
Thank you.

I meant it.
You are extraordinary.

Listen...

I was thinking...

What if the wife
got on to the affair?

Melissa Talbot--A killer?

Hell hath no fury
like a woman scorned.

Well, uh...
anything's possible.

- I didn't see it that way.
- Uh-Huh.

You're just saying that 'cause
you've never been scorned.

What makes you say that?

Oh, come on. What man
has ever turned you away?

So any word on a certain
British Secret Agent

who shall not be named?

I got the official offer.

Wow.

Congratulations.

I haven't accepted it yet.

But you're going to, aren't you?

What, you think I should?

Yeah. I mean... is there
a reason why you wouldn't?

So you'd be Okay if I didn't
write another Nikki Heat?

(Chuckles) I mean,
why wouldn't I?

It's not like I asked you
to write the first one.

You know, a lot of people
would be flattered

that someone chose to
write a book based on them.

- Flattered?
- Yeah.

Do you have any idea
how much grief

I've had to put up with
over this Nikki Heat thing?

Gee, I'm sorry.

I'm not asking you to be sorry.
I'm just...

Just do whatever you want to do.
You always do anyway.

Well, fine. It's settled then.

- Fine.
- I'll do the other book.

- Great.
- Enjoy the party.

Thanks, I will.

You know what? Just as well
because there really wasn't

enough to the character
of Nikki Heat

for more than one novel anyway.

Oh, there's plenty
to the character.

She just needs a better writer.

Fine.

Fine.

(Indistinct conversations)

What are you doing here,
Castle?

Don't you have bigger,
more lucrative fish to fry?

Actually, I just left
my sunglasses here yesterday.

Oh, please.

That is the lamest excuse
I have ever...

You know what?

While you're at it,
don't forget those.

Did you guys get
the incident report?

Yeah.

And?

Apparently, Eliska was, uh, seen

on multiple occasions
hanging around some local park.

and at some point, she walked up to
somebody's kid and spoke to 'em.

Kid's mom thought it was
a little odd

because she wasn't there
with a child of her own,

So mom mentioned
it to a patrolman.

Any charges filed?

Nah. Supposedly she was very
cooperative and left quietly.

Sounds a lot like the incident
with the Talbot boy.

Mm-Hmm. Poor lady. You gotta
feel for what she went through.

Sorry to interrupt, but your
vic's super's on the phone

and wants to know if he can
go ahead and rent her apartment.

She's paid all the way
till Friday,

but he's got somebody
who wants it now.

Tell him to go ahead.

We already have everything
we need from the crime scene.

You guys check with the mom
who filed the report.

There might be something more
to it than we realize.

On it.

You're still here.

Karpowski, did the super say
she was paid up to Friday?

That's what he said.

That doesn't make any sense.

That place rents by the week.

She was killed last Thursday.

How could she paid up
through this coming Friday?

(Man) Eliska never missed
a payment.

Yeah, I found her rent money
slid under my door on Friday.

I didn't think anything of it

because I didn't know
she was dead yet,

Not until you guys showed up
the next day.

Now why would someone pay
her rent after she's dead?

Whoever killed her
must have figured there'd be

less chance she'd be
reported missing that way.

Look, I-I don't wanna seem cold
or anything.

Uh, she was a nice lady.
May she rest in peace.

But can I rent the apartment?

Should I give her stuff
to her friend?

(Castle and Beckett)
Her friend?

Yeah, the lady who picks up
her mail every day.

Someone is picking up
her mail?

Yeah, she got a key
to the mailbox.

I figure it was a friend,
a relative.

What does this friend
look like?

Oh, well-dressed,
early 40s, blonde hair.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Melissa Talbot.

The super said he remembered her

coming in the hallway
around lunchtime.

It's already past 2:00.

A threatening letter...

I've been sitting here thinking,

what reason
would the wife have

to want to intercept
Eliska's mail.

Maybe she sent her some kind
of threatening letter,

A "keep your hands off my man"
kinda thing.

She gets impatient,
she confronts her,

and then Eliska's dead.

Meanwhile, the letter
is still en route.

So... Talbot's afraid
it'll connect them.

The irony is, it never
would've connected them.

We don't go through
a victim's mail

unless there's probable cause
and a warrant first.

Thank you.

For what?

For using "irony" correctly.

Ever since
that Alanis Morissette song,

people use it when they
actually mean "coincidence."

drives me nuts.

Yeah, well, it must be

your great
grammatical influence over me.

I may be going,

but I'm leaving
something of myself behind.

Castle, it's her.

It's Talbot's wife.
Come on.

(Beckett)
She's going for the mail.

Mrs. Talbot.

Whoa. You're not the wife.
You're the nurse.

(Voice breaking)
Dr. Talbot is good man.

I've worked for him
for ten years.

I know he had nothing to do
with what happened to that lady.

What exactly did he
tell you to do?

He kept a little apartment
for her...

Where they would... meet.

He gave me a key
to the mailbox.

He said he'd sent
her a check.

He'd felt bad about the way
things had ended between them,

and he wanted to give her
some money.

Is that what's in here,
a check?

He told me to look

for an envelope
stamped "confidential"

with an address from New Jersey
from his brokerage account.

He wanted me to get the check
so no one would be able

to put the two of them together.
That's all.

You were helping him
cover the affair.

It doesn't mean he killed her.

When you told us he worked late
at the office that day,

Were you telling the truth?

He didn't stay late that night.

He left at 6:00.

So the envelope came from
an office park in Paramus.

Is there a, uh, brokerage firm
of some kind there?

"Trueway Insurance.

Chromo Diagnostic Lab Systems.
Branby Financial Group."

That would be
where the check came from

if Talbot
was telling the truth.

I got a feeling he wasn't even
telling the truth

about the affair with Eliska.

He's hiding something.

The answer is in here.

How long before
the warrant comes through

and we can open it?

Couple of hours at least.

Hey, did you find the mom
who filed the complaint?

Found her. Talked to her.

It all went down pretty much

the way the incident report said.

Turns out the reason that
the mom first noticed our vic

Hanging around the playground
was that she said

she looked kinda familiar.

As it happens, they were both

in the same post-delivery ward
in the hospital.

Yeah, both babies were born
on the same day.

Can you believe that?
Both boys, too.

Did she happen to mention
what hospital?

Yeah, Bryant General. Why?

Bryant General,
where Talbot works.

What are you on to, Castle?

I'm not sure, but I wonder

if we look into it, if we're
gonna find that the Talbot boy

Was born at Bryant General
on the same day as well.

Would you check that for me?

Did you say that there was
a-a lab at that office?

Yeah,
Chromo Diagnostic Lab Systems.

I think I know
what's in that envelope.

I'm sorry. I'm confused.

We want to help you
in any way that we can,

but like we already told you,
we barely knew the woman.

She had only been working
in the building a few months.

As it turns out,

your paths crossed
long before you realized.

Eliska Sokol had a son who was
born in the same hospital

on the same day
as your boy Zane.

(Castle) He passed away
three years ago.

He died of
Niemann-Pick Syndrome.

It's a rare
congenital disorder.

Oh, my god.
That poor woman.

That's probably why she was
so attentive to Zane.

They were the same age.

Actually, we think there was
more to it than that.

How so?

The incident with the candy
that you told us about.

We think she gave that to him
to distract him

so she could swab his mouth.

Swabbed his mouth?
What for?

She was trying to get
a D.N.A. test done.

I--Why would she--
I mean, I don't...

We got a warrant
for Eliska's mail.

Just before she was killed,
she sent two mouth swabs

to a mail-order lab
in New Jersey.

One of them
was your son's.

The other was hers.

These were the results.

I'm sorry, Melissa.

I'm so sorry.

When the amnio came back,

I just didn't know
how to tell you,

And I knew you'd--you'd just--
you'd just see it through

No matter what the test said,
and I thought I'd just--

I'd put it off and deal with it
after the baby was born.

Cameron, I don't understand
what you're saying.

The Niemann-Pick...
our baby had Niemann-Pick.

No, Zane is fine.
What are you talking about?

There's no treatment.

It's always fatal...
usually by age 3.

I don't even think
it crossed my mind

That I could get away with it

until I was in the nursery
checking on the baby.

You were still in recovery,

and there they were,
side by side in their cribs.

I just thought,
how hard would it be?

No one would suspect.
They all know me around here.

They see me
practically every day.

I can change the charts later.

Right now... I just
have to switch the tags

And pick him up and bring him
to you in the room,

And everything would be
all right.

He'd be ours.

And you'd never have to know.

Cameron, please tell me
you didn't kill that woman.

Please, god. Tell me
you didn't kill that woman.

(Voice breaking)
Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

I couldn't let her
destroy our lives.

I couldn't let her take him away.

What am I gonna do?

Please, someone tell me,
what am I supposed to do?

(Beckett) After Talbot dumped
Eliska's body,

He grabbed her keys
and went back to her apartment

to get rid of anything else
that connected the two of them.

That's when he found
the paperwork for the lab.

Nice detective work,
you two.

actually, sir...

it's Eliska Sokol

who deserves the credit
for the detective work.

The way we figure it,

she got the job with
the hospital cleaning crew

Solely to get access
to the birth records.

She made it her mission
to find out the truth.

Yeah, but then it cost her
her life.

Seems so pointless somehow.

Maybe not.

Thank you.

My hands...they're shaking.

It'll be Okay.

We told Mrs. Talbot
that you have no intention

of taking Zane away.

She knows you just want
to be a part of his life.

Hello.

Mrs. Talbot.

Please... call me Melissa.

Won't you come in?

He is beautiful.

Yes, he is.

Tell me about him...
my son.

What was he like?

He was a beautiful boy, too.

For you.

- Mama.
- Yes, baby.

The wheel came off
my train.

Oh.

Give me.

(Clicks)

Ah, there.

All fixed.

(Whispers)
Go ahead.

Thank you, Castle.

I, um...

I never would've been able
to solve this case

without your help.

Well, uh...

Good luck
on your new book.

I know
that you'll do it proud.

Thanks.

You take care of yourself.

And--
(Cell phone rings)

Oh. My agent.
(Second cell phone ringing)

Oh.

It's the, uh, the s-Station.

(Ring)

(Ring)
uh, you know,
you better get that.

(Ring)
Yeah.

(Beep)

- Beckett.
- Hey, Paula.

Ah, really?

First day
"Heat Wave" sales--

-Through the roof.
- Oh!

I'm on hold
for Captain Montgomery.

Reviews are raves.

(Whispers)
Yes.

(Normal voice)
Yes, Captain.

Would I be interested in doing
three more Nikki Heats?

Yes, I am aware
that the Mayor

is facing a tough
re-election this year.

I'm--I'm sorry. How much?

No, I-I would love to help
the department out

in whatever way I could.

No, no,
forget the other offer.

For that kind of money,
I'll do a dozen Nikki Heats.

He wants me to what?

Oh. Well, that was kind of
a onetime only situation

with her and me.

Three books?
That would take forever.

You already spoke to the Mayor?

(Whispers)
I'm gonna kill you!

(Normal voice) No, no, no, no,
sir. I wasn't talking to you.

- I, uh--
- Okay.

No need to thank me, sir.

I am happy to help his honor out
in any way I can.

Uh-Huh.

You--You know what?
(Beep)

I think--I'm gonna--
Okay, Paula--I'm gonna...

(Whispers) I'll, um, I'll
call you--I'll call you back.

(Normal voice) I had nothing
to do with that phone call.
(Cell phone rings)

(Beep)
What?!

Okay.

I'll be right there.

Where are you going?

That was Esposito.
There's been a murder.

Are you coming or what?

Do you really expect me
to believe

U had nothing to do
with that phone call?

I swear, I had nothing
to do with it.

Swear a little harder,
Castle. I don't believe you.

(Whispers) I really swear!

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