Castle (2009–2016): Season 4, Episode 11 - Til Death Do Us Part - full transcript
A man's naked corpse seems to have fallen to his death, but a toxin killed him first. The modestly paid company employee turns out to be a serial seducer, who mysteriously deviated from his usual MO to pretend being a rich man. While disease grows over groom Ryan's future, Castle comes up with alternative, business-related motives and suspects on top of many scorned women.
Don't do it.
That one's overripe.
Really? You can tell?
Trust me.
This is the one...
Sweet and firm.
I like sweet.
And I like firm.
What are you drinking,
toxic waste?
We're doing a cleanse.
And he forgot his bottle,
so I came by to drop it off.
He forgot it.
Are... are you sure?
Actually,
I've never felt better
in my entire life.
Water, lime juice,
no solid food.
Jenny and I are gonna start
our marriage perfectly cleansed.
We've already made it a week.
We only have three days to go.
I can't even believe you guys
are already getting married
on Sunday.
I know. Isn't that crazy?
I better run. My mom is
freaking out about place cards.
See you there.
Thanks, sweetie.
I love you.
I love you more.
No, that's not possible.
I know.
I know. I know.
We're nauseating.
Well, I am looking forward
to meeting some of
Jenny's sorority sisters.
I'm about to show them
some of new York's finest.
Good.
Then I guess you won't care
that Lanie's bringing
a plus one.
Who?
I don't know.
She just RSVP'd plus one.
How can... how can she
already have a boyfriend?
We just broke up.
Don't worry, Espo.
I'm going alone.
So if the sorority girls
don't work out,
I'll dance with ya.
Esposito.
Castle, Jenny tells me
that you RSVP'd plus one.
You're bringing a date?
I am.
Who?
Well, she's beautiful,
she's intelligent, she's funny,
and the way she smiles at me
sometimes just melts my heart.
It's Alexis.
Guys.
We got a fresh one.
Hey, Lanie.
We got a jumper?
Judging by the impact,
I'd say he came from
one of those windows
above the seventh floor.
Ryan and Esposito are already
into finding the room
with the hotel staff.
So...
He's naked.
Perceptive.
Well, it is pretty cold out.
If this was a suicide,
wouldn't you rather be
warm and toasty
on your way down to your
certain yet citrusy death?
If it were a suicide,
would you really have these...
Fingernail marks,
only an hour old?
Well, it looks like he did
the deed before taking the dive.
Last item on your bucket list?
Yo.
Two hotel clerks saw
a white lady with long red hair
hurrying out shortly after
birthday suit hit the fruit.
All right, see if you can get
a better description
from those clerks,
and let's set up a canvass.
We gotta find that woman.
Right.
Antonio, can you refrigerate
these samples
in the van, please?
Is this the guy?
Mr. plus one.
Hey, Beckett!
Found the room!
Eighth floor!
Okay!
Music to set the mood by?
Yeah.
And then there's the lipstick
on the pillow.
Looks like Lanie was right
about our victim getting lucky
before he...
Ran out of luck.
So our vic's name
is Michael Bailey, 28,
lives on West 93rd Street.
And according to
his business card,
he's a junior analyst
at Global 12 Consolidated
in Midtown.
Who booked the room?
Booked under Jane Eyre.
Paid with cash.
No credit card on file.
Suggests premeditation.
She knew
she was gonna kill him,
so she booked
the room anonymously.
Yeah, but then
why sleep with him?
Why not just push him
out the window?
Because she's a black widow...
The coldest-hearted creature
on Earth.
She lures an unsuspecting male,
takes him into her web,
and then the moment
they culminate,
as soon as he feels the ecstasy
of achieving
his biological destiny,
she opens up her jaws
and eats him alive.
I'm glad I'm in
a healthy relationship.
Yeah.
I bet male black widow spiders
think they're in
healthy relationships, too.
Well, black widow or not,
I think...
I figured out
how we can find her.
Bingo.
Do you have any idea who I am?
I'm a founding partner
of Keller, Braun and Franklin.
I'm Franklin.
Okay. Well, I don't care
about your law firm.
A man fell
to his death tonight,
and fingerprints confirm
that you were
at the crime scene.
No, I had nothing to do
with it.
Okay, maybe you can tell me
why people saw you
fleeing the crime scene.
Ms. Franklin,
evidence suggests
that you and Michael...
Michael?
Bailey were romantically involved.
Michael who?
This man.
No, that's not Michael.
That's Jake.
That's Jake Hendricks.
No, that's Michael Bailey.
I think I would know
who I was sleeping with.
Well, apparently, you don't.
You think I should pull
her phone records?
Okay, look...
Nah, what's the point?
I don't know anything about a fake name.
We already have her
at the hotel with our victim.
Not her.
Lanie.
What?
I'm not gonna go
to your wedding
without knowing
who this guy is.
Jenny has to find out
for the place cards.
I'll get you his name.
Okay.
Yes, he told me
his name was Jake.
He said that he
flies in from Chicago
to make sales calls
for his family business?
He was really sweet.
I didn't kill him.
I was
falling in love with him.
Well, he fell pretty hard, too.
So how long were
the two of you dating?
Well, we, uh,
we actually just met tonight.
At Wilmer's bar
at around 7:00.
Tonight?
And you were already
falling in love with him?
Look, I-I know...
I know it sounds crazy,
but it felt like one of
those magical connections
that you read about, you know?
After we...
You know,
he started to get dizzy
and... Sweaty.
So he opened up a window
to get some fresh air,
and he was leaning against
the windowsill
when suddenly...
He just...
Okay.
So you're saying that...
He fell out the window
and your first instinct
wasn't to call 9-1-1,
but to run away?
I knew how it would look,
but I panicked
and I made
a really bad decision.
But I swear,
it was an accident.
It was not an accident.
You can tell he was pushed?
I didn't say he was pushed.
Michael Bailey was poisoned
with a lethal dose
of colchicine.
He was dead
before he hit the fruit.
Colchicine?
Isn't that a drug
for rheumatism?
Yes, which Bailey
does not have,
but he had 50 times the normal
dosage in his system.
I'm putting
the time of ingestion
between
4:00 and 6:00 P.M.
Which is 45 minutes before
Holly said she met him
at Wilmer's bar.
Any idea how that drug
was delivered?
It was in something he drank.
I found lots of whey-protein
isolate in his stomach,
along with chocolate.
So a chocolate protein shake.
It'd be sweet enough to mask
the taste of the drug.
Speaking of sweet, who's
your date for Ryan's wedding?
Took a shot.
All right. Thanks, Lanie.
One more thing.
I ran a D.N.A. Test
just to confirm
that superman here
had sex before dying...
No, it's okay.
Our suspect... let me finish.
The test shows
he had sex all right,
with two different women
within hours of his death.
You dog.
Ms. Franklin, I...
It seems that you weren't
the only woman that...
That Mr. Bailey was, uh...
With in the hours
prior to his death.
What do you mean, with?
Was there another woman
in the hotel room with you?
I didn't think this could get
any more humiliating.
Was that a yes?
No, detective.
Thank you.
And you should know
that our M.E.
Has been able to determine
that Mr. Bailey
was, uh... wearing a condom
both times
so that's...
That makes it all better.
Now I wish I pushed him!
Hell hath no fury, all right.
But I'm pretty sure
she's telling the truth.
Yeah, maybe, but let's
just confirm her alibi
before releasing her.
In the meantime,
we need to figure out
where Bailey was
and who he was with
between 4:00 and 6:00 P.M.
When he was poisoned.
Exactly.
That is our kill zone.
Hey.
So I can't find
any next of kin on the guy.
Parents died years ago.
There's no siblings,
no nothing.
You okay?
Fine.
So then everything Bailey
told Holly about himself
was a lie.
Mm. Maybe that was
his trick.
In from out of time,
family guy, own business...
That's how he got women in bed.
Whatever his reason
for lying to Holly,
I'm betting that our killer
is whoever Bailey slept with
earlier in the day.
She got on to his philandering
and got even.
All right. Go through his
phone records.
We gotta find that other woman.
Good morning, dad.
Good morning.
Darling, where's your credit card?
Mm.
Liked "good morning" better.
Let me ask you two something.
Mm.
If you found out a man
was cheating on you,
how would you kill him?
Knife... to the heart.
All right. What if you don't
have the stomach for that?
Shoot him. But you don't have
the stomach for that either.
What's wrong with our stomachs?
There's always poison.
True. Watch him writhe
and suffer.
Die like the rodent he is.
All these years
writing about murderers,
I had no idea I was living among them.
Well...
Speaking of murder,
what's the credit card for?
We're going shopping
to pick out my dress
to be your date
at Ryan's wedding.
What's wrong
with the ones you have?
Darling,
beauty does not happen
by accident.
And that's why, when it goes
unappreciated by cheating scum,
we want revenge.
Even their hypothetical fury
is unnerving.
William congreve had it right
when he talked about
scorned women.
Yeah, well, you haven't heard
what I would do.
Yeah, I don't think
I ever want to know.
Hey, guys.
Any luck tracking
down Bailey's other woman?
A lot of luck.
It's like
the beginning of "the bachelor,"
but without the appletinis.
Bailey was
involved with all of them?
Yeah.
And each of them thought that
they were his one and only.
That's a lot
of scorned women...
And a lot of fury.
Yeah. Yeah, I don't get it.
H-how does
an average looking guy
with a dime-a-dozen analyst job
end up dating
all of these gorgeous women?
By lying to them.
Actually, he wasn't lying
to these women.
At least not about
who he was anyway.
They all knew him
by his real name.
Then why would he tell Holly
that he's Jake from Chicago?
Was Bailey with
any of those women
between 4:00 and 6:00
yesterday?
So far, no.
But they all deny knowing
that he was even in the city.
A month ago,
he told every one of 'em
he was going to Europe
for six weeks.
A month ago?
So why'd he come back early?
He never went.
And as far as I can tell
from his credit card use,
he never even left new York.
So why tell them
that he was leaving?
I mean, was that just a cowardly
way of breaking up with them?
I think there's
something else going on.
I called
the personnel department
at Global 12 Consolidated.
And they said that he's been
on a leave of absence
for the last month.
That's a big month...
Taking a leave from work
and your girlfriends.
And his apartment.
The doorman at Bailey's building
said that for the past month,
he's only spent
a couple nights a week there.
Past month.
Yeah.
He wasn't there
at all yesterday,
so that's not
where he was poisoned.
And I looked in his dresser
and I found this.
Illinois driver's license.
Jake Hendricks, Chicago.
That's the name
that he gave Holly.
So he is Jake Hendricks?
No, he's Mike Bailey.
That's a fake.
He did not buy this
on some street corner.
This is government grade.
Yeah, right down to
the security hologram.
It's like he was
living undercover.
And I found this.
That's a lot of cake.
Why do you have to
call it cake? It's money.
It's a lot of money.
It's about 60 grand.
Cash, fake I.D...
What the hell was Bailey into?
Something bigger than
lying about who he was
just to get laid.
Jake Hendricks
has fake web search hits.
Lives in Chicago,
works for the family business.
Just like he told
Holly Franklin.
Family business
has a fake web site.
That's a pretty deep cover.
Yeah. Our don Juan's starting
to look more like Jason bourne.
All right, you guys get ahold
of FBI and CIA
and any other
intelligence agency,
see if he's one of theirs.
Come on, Castle.
Let's talk to Bailey's boss
at Global 12 Consolidated,
find out why our vic took
that leave of absence.
We still need the estimates
on thorium in India.
And I would appreciate...
Excuse me, Mr. Harris.
Those detectives
are here for you.
You guys mind
if we take a few minutes?
No problem.
We're still working up
the financing terms
on subordinated debt anyway.
Sure.
It's not like these negotiations
are going anywhere.
Mike was a junior analyst
in our acquisition department.
He was a good kid,
bright future.
I understand that he took
a leave of absence a month ago.
Did he give you a reason why?
Personal issues.
He didn't say why, but I
could tell it was serious.
So you have no idea why
he would have a fake I.D.
And $60,000 cash?
No.
But maybe it had something
to do with that woman
that tried to break in
his office yesterday.
Who was that?
I don't know.
She was gone
before security got there.
And who reported it?
I had stepped out
of negotiations
to go to the restroom.
And in the hallway,
I noticed a woman was trying
to pick an office door lock
using a wrench
and an opened-up paper clip.
I assumed she had just locked
herself out of her office
and joked that a key
would work better.
Well, she was startled
and shoved me over and made
a dash for the stairwell.
Did you get a good look at her?
Yeah, and I told security.
She was exotic, 30-ish,
dark, wavy hair.
She had on an overcoat,
but it was open,
and she was wearing a pin
with the star of David on it.
I'm pretty sure
it's the insignia
from El Al airlines.
Name's Colette roth.
She's 27.
She's been an El Al flight
attendant for three years,
making the Tel Aviv-J. F.K. run
twice a week.
Intel agencies used to use
flight attendants as spies,
didn't they?
Yeah, and get this,
she's former Israeli military.
Mossad is
famous for poisoning.
Yeah, big-time. Castle may not
be that far off...
With his Jason bourne theory.
Uniforms are tracking her down now.
Jenny just texted me
Lanie's plus one.
Name is Toby Lang.
Wh...
What? Toby.
All right.
Let's check this punk out.
Dr. Toby Lang?
The guy's the
chief administrator
at St. Samuel's hospital.
Big job.
Lanie did her residency
there, didn't she?
Yeah.
Good-looking guy.
Played college hoops
at Kentucky?
Groundbreaking
cancer researcher?
Are you kidding me?
Put me down for plus one.
Jenny already did the tables.
What about
her sorority sisters?
Dude, I'm not showing up solo
when she's bringing
captain America over here.
Okay, I'll talk to Jenny,
but her mom is gonna need a name for
that place card.
Esposito.
Copy that.
Colette roth just checked in
for a flight at J.F.K.
Unis are picking her up now.
All right.
I'm not a spy.
I'm a flight attendant.
Well, then maybe you could
explain your relationship
with Michael Bailey.
We were soul mates.
Well, then I'm sure
you'll be able to tell us
where the two of you
were yesterday
between the hours
of 4:00 and 6:00 P.M.
I was outside his apartment
waiting for him.
But he never came.
You had a very busy day
yesterday.
You were seen trying
to break in to his office
just hours before that.
I was hoping to find
some kind of clue,
something that might lead me
to his enemies.
His enemies?
Michael was a hunted man.
Hunted, by who?
I don't know.
I just know he was in trouble.
Four weeks ago, he said
he was going to Europe.
But I kept seeing him
in the city,
and he kept pretending
not to notice me.
So I staked out his apartment.
So you stalked him?
Staked, stalked...
What's the difference?
I was looking out for him!
But he wasn't coming home.
Then a few days ago,
I finally confronted him.
He said he couldn't talk,
but he told me
to meet him the next day
and he'd explain everything.
Let me guess.
That was the last time
you saw him.
No. We met the next day.
But before he could tell me
what was going on,
this car came out of nowhere,
and they were on us.
Who?
Ruffians in ski masks.
They grabbed him
and threw him in the back.
I fought
with all of my strength,
but it was in vain.
Bet you did.
Did you report this?
No.
They said they'd kill him
if I did.
That's why I was trying
to find him the next day,
to see if they'd let him go.
But they killed him.
The ruffians killed him.
And where
did this all happen?
On the street for all to see.
Okay.
Corner of Washington and Greenwich,
A.T.M. Cam.
This is where Colette said the
abduction went down.
But I've
been over it, and there's nothing.
All right.
Unless you guys are enjoying
the Warhol-Esque quality
of this,
we can just shut it down.
I'm gonna go and check on
Esposito, see where he's at
with Colette's alibi.
Wait.
There's Bailey.
And here comes Colette.
Seriously?
Whoa.
Ruffians in ski masks.
You gotta be kidding me.
Looks like Colette just broke
that ruffian's nose.
Fake I.D.,
bricks of cash,
brazen abduction...
He really was
Jason Bourne.
You gotta be kidding me.
Can't you see it?
Bailey is in covert ops.
They placed him at a giant
multinational company,
Global 12 Consolidated,
as a cover.
Then a month ago,
they activate him.
They give him an alias,
you know, a backstory.
They give him
unlimited walking-around money,
and then somehow
the enemy gets to him.
They grab him off the streets.
He manages to escape,
so they exploit
his Achilles' heel...
His love of beautiful women.
They send in
a super sexy secret agent.
She seduces him,
and then kills him by feeding
him a poisoned protein shake.
I can't think
of anything better.
Beckett.
Really?
Okay. Thank you.
The CIA, the FBI,
and the D.H.S. Have never
heard of Bailey
or his alias.
Do you really think
they'd tell you if they did?
Tech just got the plate number
off the kidnappers' car.
I thought that the plates
weren't visible
on the A.T.M. Footage.
They weren't, but I found
a traffic cam up the block
where they were.
Car is registered
to a Pablo Barnes,
28, insurance salesman.
That's probably a cover, too.
Did you get an address?
Sure did.
All right. Let's go.
Where's Espo?
In the break room
trying to score his plus one.
Espo, let's go.
Sorry. I gotta...
I gotta go.
I was this close
to getting my plus one.
Hey, relax, man.
It happens to a lot of guys.
You get a little excited,
lose control of your steamer.
NYPD! Let me see
your hands right now!
NYPD!
- Don't move!
- Hey, police!
What the hell, Pablo?!
Please don't shoot.
Pablo Barnes?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Please don't shoot.
I don't know what you're doing
here, but we didn't do anything.
Broken nose.
Other masked man.
Espo, get him, too.
Turn around!
All right, seriously,
I don't know why...
You... you guys have
the wrong pe... ah.
Officer, I-I... do
they have to be that tight?
It's very... ow.
Hey. "Bolero."
Just like in the hotel.
- See.
- I told you we were badass.
That's your car, Pablo.
What were you and Bailey up to,
and why...
Did you kill him?
Wait. Are... are you telling me
Mike's dead?
Cut the act, Pablo.
We know you kidnapped him
two days ago. Why?
No, no, no. I-it's not
what it looks like.
It's an ex-stalk-tion.
Ex-stalk-a-what?
Mike's our buddy.
He got involved with
this crazy stalker chick...
Colette something...
So we staged an abduction
to scare her off.
We call it an ex-stalk-tion.
Are you saying,
Bailey was in on it?
Yeah.
The three of us are a crew.
What kind of crew?
Special forces?
Private military contractors?
We're pickup artists.
As in...
Picking up women?
You?
We dedicate our lives
to picking up
as many hot women as possible.
That would explain
all of Bailey's women.
And those girls at the apartment
were pretty hot.
Pfft. Yeah.
That music that was playing,
is that part of
your seduction strategy?
Yeah.
"Bolero" increases the chance
of closing the deal by 12%.
Okay, assuming that you
are telling the truth,
you were with Mike
the night before he was killed.
Did he tell you
what he was up to?
Nah. He was being
all secretive.
I mean, he stopped hanging out
with us, like, a month ago.
Really, a month?
Yeah, when he called
about the ex-stalk-tion
a couple of days ago,
that was the first time we've
heard from him since then.
So when he said he was going out
after the ex-stalk-tion,
naturally, we followed him.
Where'd he go?
He went to this totally
lame bar... the magic bottle.
I mean, not target-rich
at all.
And when he found us there,
he kinda freaked, but he agreed
to let us stay
and be his wingmen,
but only if we
referred to him as Jake,
like he was undercover.
Jake. That's the same identity
he gave to Holly Franklin
the next day.
So we do our usual
couple laps of recon.
Actually,
some pretty decent milfs.
And I think Mike's just
expanding his palate, right?
But he wasn't interested
in any of them.
No. Instead, he finds
this one mark,
like, ugh, nothing special,
and plants his flag.
Then I see that she's got
a ring on her finger.
She's a married chick.
We stay away
from married chicks.
'Cause you're so ethical.
- No.
- They're just trouble.
But he doesn't care.
He's all in on her.
So you think he went to this bar
for this particular woman,
like he was targeting her?
Exactly.
Did he say why?
No, but he was working her
like his life depended on it.
I mean, it was like
he was on a mission.
Did she go for him?
Nah, total red light.
Boop, boop, boop.
Gate's down, train's coming,
time to move on.
But not Mike.
Not on this night.
So what did he do?
He counters
with some authorizing.
Authorizing, huh?
You know, making it seem like
the last thing on his mind
is hooking up.
Nah. He just finds her
interesting and wants to talk.
But she doesn't bite,
so he tries an m-swig.
Tells her he knows this girl
who's cheating on his friend.
Should he tell his friend?
'Cause women
love to give advice,
but she's still
giving him the heisman,
so he tries a butter job.
A butter job, what's that?
It's when you flirt
with the mark's friend.
And that's when
he started getting traction.
Immediately follows with
a yank-and-chain reversal,
sees he's got her on the hook.
So he goes right for
the Bailey ultimatum.
Boom! Signature move.
Says he has to leave,
forcing the mark
to make a quick decision
whether to go
with you or not.
And what did she do?
Next thing you know,
the two of them are walking
on their way outta there.
You know, you have
some beautiful eyes.
Seriously?
What?
It's a numbers game.
I strike out 90% of the time.
Thus restoring
my faith in my gender.
So this mark
that he was working,
does she have a name?
Lisa.
The greatest pickup
I have ever seen.
It's a damn shame she'll never
make it into Mike's ledger.
What ledger?
It's literally
hundreds of women
that Bailey slept with.
Or so he claims.
It seems legit to me.
Most of these shots
are pretty racy.
All with nicknames and dates.
June 9, 2010, "Carnal Carrie."
June 12, 2010,
"Mesmerizing Marjan."
Mm.
Whoa.
Sorry.
Is there a Lisa in there
from two days ago?
No. The last entry
was over a month ago.
So Pablo was right,
she didn't make it in.
We gotta find Lisa.
She could be our other woman.
Hey, so our friends Max
and Pablo just alibied out.
They were both at work
when Mike was poisoned.
"Limber Lucy."
And, boy, is she ever.
I don't know what
this dude Bailey was into,
but whatever it is,
he had it going on.
Really?
This impresses you?
These women are pathetic
for falling for this guy.
And Bailey, Bailey was just
a-a con man and a liar.
Thank you. At least there is
one real man amongst us.
Ryan, why don't you take
the situation
down to the magic bottle
and see if we can get
an I.D. On Lisa
and find out why Bailey
might have been targeting her?
Beckett, when exactly did
Ryan and Jenny start dating?
Mm. I think it was
around 2009.
She got him that ugly tie
for their 2-week anniversary,
so, like, easter, April.
Meaning, by may 2009,
they had been dating a month.
Yeah, why?
Bailey's may 20, 2009 entry.
My gosh.
That's Jenny.
S
Not just Jenny.
"Gyrating Jenny."
Yeah, I recognize him.
In here with a couple of friends
two nights ago.
One of those friends told us
that he left with a woman.
Lisa. Do you know her?
Yeah.
She's a regular.
Does she have a last name?
Give me a sec.
I think I like
this place, partner.
Dude, you're a cop.
This is a midtown bar.
Women here, they're looking
for lawyers and bankers.
I bank.
Well,
you are on your own.
I'm getting married on Sunday.
Exactly.
So this is your last chance
to be my wingman.
Help me get a plus one.
I think I'm gonna try
an m-swig.
Dude, you can't be serious.
What are you thinking,
butter job?
I checked credit card slips
from the other night.
Her name's Lisa Hill.
Lisa Hill.
So not only
is Lisa Hill married,
she is also an heiress...
Daughter to Stephanie Dashby.
Of Dashby Publishing?
Which puts her
in Forbes top 400.
Bailey was hunting
big game.
He knew he couldn't close
the deal as a junior analyst,
that's why he used
the alias with her,
same way he used it with
big-shot lawyer Holly Franklin.
Yeah, well,
according to her maid,
Lisa Hill packed up
and left her apartment
for her house in montauk
at 6:30 P.M.
Half an hour
after our kill zone.
Plus she also had easy access
to our poison.
Her sister owns a drug company
that manufactures it.
This is about the money.
Bailey only used
the Jake identity
with Holly and Lisa.
They're both rich.
So what are you thinking,
an extortion plot?
Bricks of cash... probably from
previous successes.
He targets wealthy women,
tries to put them
in compromising situations...
And then makes them
pay their way out...
Except Lisa Hill wouldn't pay.
We need to get her in here.
And we will...
First thing in the morning.
So...
What are we gonna do?
About what?
Well, we have to tell Ryan
about Jenny.
What? Why?
Castle, if we were getting
married, would you want to know
about all the guys
that I've slept with?
All?
Seriously?
You sign women's chests
at book readings.
You cannot be shocked
that I'm not a virgin.
It's just the word... "All"
suggests
a lot.
How many are we talkin'...
Exactly?
Are you really asking
for my number?
You show me yours,
I'll show you mine.
Men.
You all want to know,
but you don't want to know.
Listen, all women
have their secrets,
including Jenny, and sometimes,
for the sake of a relationship,
it is better not to share.
That is some dress.
Isn't she stunning?
After striking out all day,
we finally tried J.D.F.'S
on Madison.
- And, boy, did we score.
Well, that sounds like it's
about more than just a dress.
Well, not only did Alexis find
this exquisite little number,
we were completely charmed
by the proprietor...
John Danton Farnesworth.
J.D.F.
So as we're paying,
Mr. Farnesworth
is about to close up,
when his grandson,
John Danton Farnesworth III,
picked him up for dinner.
Goes by J.D. So cute.
He is a lovely young man...
Freshman at Columbia.
Which I'm applying to,
so of course
I grilled him about it.
And the next thing you know,
they invite us
to join them for dinner.
So who was the wingman,
the grandpa or the kid?
The what?
Dad...
They were total gentlemen.
They even invited us to their
family's annual charity event...
A private concert
with Lady Gaga.
But it's the same time
as the wedding.
I know, I promised,
and of course I'll go
if you want me to, it's just...
This is the first time I've
felt this way since Ashley,
and...
You don't have to go
to the wedding.
You are released from
your plus one duties.
Thanks, dad.
Which I guess means
you don't need this dress.
Don't be silly, darling.
It is a black-tie benefit.
Yeah.
And after dinner,
- John opened...
- The shop...
And I got one, too.
So it's a win-win.
I can't
believe you bailed on me.
We were there till
2:30 in the morning.
Yeah, I was five minutes
from sealing the deal
with my plus one.
You really think after
standing there for three hours,
another five minutes
of me standing there
would've made any difference?
Yeah.
She was into me.
She said that she thought
solving murders was "cute."
Yeah, but you didn't have to
tell her friend
you were engaged.
No, no, you're right.
I could've totally just...
Just lied to her
and hooked up with her.
And do you have to be
such a cliche?
Stuffing your face with that...
That... that thing?
Hey, don't touch my doughnut.
Hey, Ryan... eat this in front of me.
I've had enough of you!
Don't you... don't you...
Hey, hey, hey!
Break it up.
- Guys!
- What the hell is going on?
Talk to hunger strike
over here.
He was flaunting that doughnut.
I was eating it.
Ryan, you okay?
A cleanse for nine days...
Don't you think it's time
to let it go?
No, no, no. I'm... I'm fine.
I'm... I'm sorry, everybody.
Sorry, bro.
So any luck finding Lisa Hill?
Yeah, we tracked her down
at a Spa in Montauk.
Yeah, she's going from
mud wrap to murder rap,
exfoliation to interrogation,
manicure to manacles,
shiatsu to...
Shiatsu...
Shiatsu...
Unis are on their way
to pick her up now.
Do you recognize him,
Ms. Hill?
Yes, it's Jake.
Yes, Jake Hendricks.
Or so you thought,
until you found out his
real name was Michael Bailey
and he was trying
to blackmail you.
Isn't that right?
Blackmail? I...
Don't know
what you're talking about.
I think you do.
You realized
that you had been played,
and you decided to take
your revenge.
Your sister owns
a, a drug company?
She must have given you
the colchicine you used
to poison him, didn't she?
No.
Look, I didn't get revenge
because I never knew
what he was up to.
But he was up to something.
I should've realized
when he was hitting on me
so hard at the bar,
but he was cute,
and my husband
is more interested in work
than actually living, so...
I brought him home,
and it was nice.
But then I came out
of the bathroom,
and caught him on the computer.
I figured he was trying
to steal credit cards
banking info,
so I kicked his ass out.
But I swear, that was
the last time I saw him.
Yeah.
Bailey sent an e-mail,
all right, to himself.
Why would he
e-mail himself?
Because he attached several
documents from Hill's computer.
What kind of documents?
Confidential ones...
Relating to
K.P.W.. Mining Corporation.
Lisa Hill's husband Ron Hill
is the investment banker
representing K.P.W..
On the possible sale of the company.
That's Lisa Hill's husband?
We saw him
at the Global 12 offices.
Yep, and Ron Hill
is representing K.P.W..
It's
a multibillion-dollar deal.
So Bailey
was engaged in covert ops.
He targeted
Ron Hill's wife Lisa,
slept with her in order to steal
K.P.W... Corporate secrets.
That's espionage.
More like sexpionage.
More like motive.
So Bailey was using
his pickup artist skills
to sleep with Ron Hill's wife
and steal corporate secrets.
Man, there's a "penetrating
enemy lines" joke
here somewhere.
You know, Ron must have
hit the roof
when he discovered that
those files were stolen.
Sure. Ron got screwed
on the deal.
And his wife got screwed.
Boy, if anybody ever had
a motive for murder,
it was Ron Hill.
Yeah, except he was
in negotiations
during
the poison-and-kill zone
and his wife Lisa alibied, too.
Anand I've been lookin'
at the K.P.W... Deal.
Turns out
that they're represented
by Keller, Braun and Franklin.
Guess who their lead attorney is.
Holly Franklin?
Yep, miss no-tell-hotel
herself.
The only reason
you guys didn't run into her
at Global 12 Consolidated is
that we were still holding her.
That explains
the Lisa and Holly connection.
Yeah, but it begs the question,
how many other women
did Bailey target
in this
little sexpionage scheme?
All right, you guys get a list
of all the people at K.P.W...
That were working the sale,
including the banking
and legal teams. Right.
There's no way that Bailey
was working this alone.
He's too junior.
And besides,
he was on leave.
And who authorized the leave?
Yes, I authorized his leave.
You gave him a fake I.D.
And cash bonuses, Mr. Harris.
And I've already told you, I
don't know anything about that.
Okay, well, how about this?
Bailey slept with Holly Franklin
and Ron Hill's wife Lisa
to steal K.P.W... Secrets
for your negotiation.
Did you know about that?
Come on, Harris.
This couldn't be Bailey's idea.
You're his boss, and you're
Global 12 Consolidated's
lead negotiator
for the K.P.W... Deal.
So...
How did it start?
Did you happen to see
Bailey out
one night at some bar,
working his magic,
realized that you could use his
ability to your advantage?
That is nothing
but wild speculation.
You have no proof whatsoever
of any wrong doing on my part
or Global 12.
Look, I don't care about
corporate malfeasance.
I want Michael Bailey's killer.
And how do you think
I can help?
You tell me me where he's been
staying for the past month,
tell me who else was targeted,
and who he was with the day
that he was killed.
Unless you're actually gonna
charge me with something...
I'm leaving.
There are more than 300
female executives
at K.P.W...
Bailey could have targeted
any one of them.
Not to mention all the women
at the law firm
and the investment bank who are
also working on the deal.
And we still have no idea
where he was poisoned.
Any luck?
Nope. There's too big
a pool of possible marks
that Bailey
could've slept with.
Yeah, uh, speaking of that,
you know...
Ryan's my boy,
so I gotta tell him
about Jenny and Bailey.
You only told me
I couldn't tell Ryan.
Look, Espo, I appreciate
your point of view,
but the guy hasn't eaten
in a week and a half.
And after that
doughnut incident, I don't...
I'll just take this
back to my desk.
Sit down, bro.
What?
What?
Why do you guys
look so serious?
You should...
Eat something.
Yeah.
You look hungry.
You've got the posture
of a feral cat.
Guys, I made sacred vow
to the woman I love.
- Is that Moo Shu pork?
- Yes.
And it is delicious.
Come on, bro.
Just eat.
You weren't
kidding about this Moo Shu pork.
Come on!
Right?
Pass the spring rolls, please.
Yeah.
So...
You know how
we all love Jenny, right?
Yeah, what about her?
Well, it's just that ...
that ledger of Bailey's...
Hey, is she in that?
These... these... memory lapses...
Could you pass
the fried rice?
Yeah.
So you've known all along?
Nah. I was telling Jenny about
Javi's antics last night...
And we got
to talking about the case.
And she told me
that she met Bailey at a bar
a month or so
after we started up.
She told you about that?
Yeah. She had no idea
that he was some kind of
professional pickup artist.
And you're not upset at all?
Hey, it's not
like we were exclusive.
Is that Mongolian beef?
Man.
Thanks, dot.
Get this. So I've been
trying to figure out
where else Bailey might have
been staying for the past month,
and when we got on to
his corporate spying
for Global 12 Consolidated,
I looked into
their corporate housing.
That's a great idea.
Yeah. Why didn't I
think of that?
Turns out Mike Bailey
has been checked in
to the oaks on Park Avenue
for the last month
under his alias Jake Hendricks.
Well, what are you
sitting around for?
Do you mind
if I take the spare rib?
Okay.
You're welcome to look.
But we got the call yesterday,
Mr. Hendricks
wasn't coming back.
What'd you do
with all his stuff?
Per his company's instructions,
we gave his clothes
and personal belongings
to goodwill,
and the place has been scrubbed,
bedding laundered.
Hey, javier,
check this out.
Chocolate blast.
It's a protein shake.
"Made with
whey-protein isolate."
You always stock this drink?
Yeah.
It's all standard.
It's exactly what Lanie said
that Bailey had in his system
that delivered the colchicine.
This is where
he was poisoned, bro.
Looks like we found
the murder weapon.
Lanie says that the chocolate
shake from the oaks
is a perfect match
for the contents
of Bailey's stomach.
It's what delivered
the lethal dose of colchicine.
Yo.
So the doorman at the oaks
confirms
that Bailey was there during
the whole poison time window.
He asked not to be disturbed.
Yeah, I bet, because sexpionage
can be so much more demanding
than espionage.
True.
So I'm guessing
he had a visitor.
Yep, someone who had been
there a few times before.
Security cam photo capture.
Look familiar?
If we could focus
on the third quarter,
I believe that would be the most
productive way to move forward.
Excuse me.
Sorry to interrupt again.
What's up, Seth?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Look, detective,
I have already told you
everything that I know
about Michael Bailey.
Now please...
Leave.
Actually, we're not here
for you, Mr. Harris.
That would be the S.E.C.,
soon.
Today...
We are here for a woman,
someone who works for K.P.W...
And also knew Michael Bailey...
Your C.O.O., Amy Kemp.
You're under arrest for
the murder of Michael Bailey.
Pleasure doing business
with you, Seth.
Let's go.
She said "killing him
was just business."
He had to die to protect
the corporate secrets.
Yeah, I guess the fact that
he won't be around
to dupe other women
was an added benefit.
Bailey worked her
like all the other women...
Made her feel special,
got her to fall for him...
But somewhere along the way,
she figured out
what he was up to.
I'm just glad
I'm out of the game.
The games are only
beginning for you, my friend.
Hey. So what's up
with your plus one?
It's on.
That's all I'm sayin'.
Lanie.
Hey.
Hello, Javier.
This is Toby.
Pleased to meet you.
Yeah, you, too.
This is Jody.
Nice to meet you.
Pleasure.
Excuse me. I need to find
the ladies room.
Okay.
You two talk.
I'll get us seats.
Thank you, Toby.
Toby, huh?
What do you mean,
"Toby, huh?"
I don't know.
You tell me.
You and I broke up
two months ago,
so unless you thought
I joined a convent,
you need to take a step back.
So you two serious now?
Yeah, we're serious...
About dancing.
That's why his boyfriend
let me borrow him.
Besides, I figured I'd need
somebody to keep me company
while you flirted with all of
Jenny's sorority sisters.
Toby's boyfriend?
And I seem to recall you here
with the center
for the new York liberty.
She's my cousin.
I heard you were coming
with a date,
so I thought
I had to have somebody...
You look great, you know?
Yeah, I know.
Can I show you to your seat?
That would be nice.
Hopefully, it... it...
Castle.
You look like a lost puppy.
Where's your date?
At a Lady Gaga concert
with a teenage boy.
How do I compete with that?
No. I'm sorry.
Yeah, me, too. I hate
going to weddings alone.
Well, maybe we could be
each other's plus one.
Yeah, and then avoid the stigma
of sitting
at the singles' table.
Yes, that would be nice.
I would like...
Okay. Good, good, good.
Look at him.
He looks so happy.
Hey. I'm so glad
you're here.
Where else
are we gonna be? Mwah.
You look fantastic.
Yeah, we clean up
pretty nice, huh?
Jenny, you look amazing.
Thank you, Rick.
No. No, no, no, no, no.
You can't see her yet.
Kevin...
You are a lucky man.
Don't I know it?
Ready, bro?
I think so.
Okay. We're gonna
see you in there.
Okay.
You know, I gotta say,
I kind of envy him.
Well, who knows, Castle?
Maybe third time's the charm.
Yeah.
Could be.
Shall we?
Yeah.
That one's overripe.
Really? You can tell?
Trust me.
This is the one...
Sweet and firm.
I like sweet.
And I like firm.
What are you drinking,
toxic waste?
We're doing a cleanse.
And he forgot his bottle,
so I came by to drop it off.
He forgot it.
Are... are you sure?
Actually,
I've never felt better
in my entire life.
Water, lime juice,
no solid food.
Jenny and I are gonna start
our marriage perfectly cleansed.
We've already made it a week.
We only have three days to go.
I can't even believe you guys
are already getting married
on Sunday.
I know. Isn't that crazy?
I better run. My mom is
freaking out about place cards.
See you there.
Thanks, sweetie.
I love you.
I love you more.
No, that's not possible.
I know.
I know. I know.
We're nauseating.
Well, I am looking forward
to meeting some of
Jenny's sorority sisters.
I'm about to show them
some of new York's finest.
Good.
Then I guess you won't care
that Lanie's bringing
a plus one.
Who?
I don't know.
She just RSVP'd plus one.
How can... how can she
already have a boyfriend?
We just broke up.
Don't worry, Espo.
I'm going alone.
So if the sorority girls
don't work out,
I'll dance with ya.
Esposito.
Castle, Jenny tells me
that you RSVP'd plus one.
You're bringing a date?
I am.
Who?
Well, she's beautiful,
she's intelligent, she's funny,
and the way she smiles at me
sometimes just melts my heart.
It's Alexis.
Guys.
We got a fresh one.
Hey, Lanie.
We got a jumper?
Judging by the impact,
I'd say he came from
one of those windows
above the seventh floor.
Ryan and Esposito are already
into finding the room
with the hotel staff.
So...
He's naked.
Perceptive.
Well, it is pretty cold out.
If this was a suicide,
wouldn't you rather be
warm and toasty
on your way down to your
certain yet citrusy death?
If it were a suicide,
would you really have these...
Fingernail marks,
only an hour old?
Well, it looks like he did
the deed before taking the dive.
Last item on your bucket list?
Yo.
Two hotel clerks saw
a white lady with long red hair
hurrying out shortly after
birthday suit hit the fruit.
All right, see if you can get
a better description
from those clerks,
and let's set up a canvass.
We gotta find that woman.
Right.
Antonio, can you refrigerate
these samples
in the van, please?
Is this the guy?
Mr. plus one.
Hey, Beckett!
Found the room!
Eighth floor!
Okay!
Music to set the mood by?
Yeah.
And then there's the lipstick
on the pillow.
Looks like Lanie was right
about our victim getting lucky
before he...
Ran out of luck.
So our vic's name
is Michael Bailey, 28,
lives on West 93rd Street.
And according to
his business card,
he's a junior analyst
at Global 12 Consolidated
in Midtown.
Who booked the room?
Booked under Jane Eyre.
Paid with cash.
No credit card on file.
Suggests premeditation.
She knew
she was gonna kill him,
so she booked
the room anonymously.
Yeah, but then
why sleep with him?
Why not just push him
out the window?
Because she's a black widow...
The coldest-hearted creature
on Earth.
She lures an unsuspecting male,
takes him into her web,
and then the moment
they culminate,
as soon as he feels the ecstasy
of achieving
his biological destiny,
she opens up her jaws
and eats him alive.
I'm glad I'm in
a healthy relationship.
Yeah.
I bet male black widow spiders
think they're in
healthy relationships, too.
Well, black widow or not,
I think...
I figured out
how we can find her.
Bingo.
Do you have any idea who I am?
I'm a founding partner
of Keller, Braun and Franklin.
I'm Franklin.
Okay. Well, I don't care
about your law firm.
A man fell
to his death tonight,
and fingerprints confirm
that you were
at the crime scene.
No, I had nothing to do
with it.
Okay, maybe you can tell me
why people saw you
fleeing the crime scene.
Ms. Franklin,
evidence suggests
that you and Michael...
Michael?
Bailey were romantically involved.
Michael who?
This man.
No, that's not Michael.
That's Jake.
That's Jake Hendricks.
No, that's Michael Bailey.
I think I would know
who I was sleeping with.
Well, apparently, you don't.
You think I should pull
her phone records?
Okay, look...
Nah, what's the point?
I don't know anything about a fake name.
We already have her
at the hotel with our victim.
Not her.
Lanie.
What?
I'm not gonna go
to your wedding
without knowing
who this guy is.
Jenny has to find out
for the place cards.
I'll get you his name.
Okay.
Yes, he told me
his name was Jake.
He said that he
flies in from Chicago
to make sales calls
for his family business?
He was really sweet.
I didn't kill him.
I was
falling in love with him.
Well, he fell pretty hard, too.
So how long were
the two of you dating?
Well, we, uh,
we actually just met tonight.
At Wilmer's bar
at around 7:00.
Tonight?
And you were already
falling in love with him?
Look, I-I know...
I know it sounds crazy,
but it felt like one of
those magical connections
that you read about, you know?
After we...
You know,
he started to get dizzy
and... Sweaty.
So he opened up a window
to get some fresh air,
and he was leaning against
the windowsill
when suddenly...
He just...
Okay.
So you're saying that...
He fell out the window
and your first instinct
wasn't to call 9-1-1,
but to run away?
I knew how it would look,
but I panicked
and I made
a really bad decision.
But I swear,
it was an accident.
It was not an accident.
You can tell he was pushed?
I didn't say he was pushed.
Michael Bailey was poisoned
with a lethal dose
of colchicine.
He was dead
before he hit the fruit.
Colchicine?
Isn't that a drug
for rheumatism?
Yes, which Bailey
does not have,
but he had 50 times the normal
dosage in his system.
I'm putting
the time of ingestion
between
4:00 and 6:00 P.M.
Which is 45 minutes before
Holly said she met him
at Wilmer's bar.
Any idea how that drug
was delivered?
It was in something he drank.
I found lots of whey-protein
isolate in his stomach,
along with chocolate.
So a chocolate protein shake.
It'd be sweet enough to mask
the taste of the drug.
Speaking of sweet, who's
your date for Ryan's wedding?
Took a shot.
All right. Thanks, Lanie.
One more thing.
I ran a D.N.A. Test
just to confirm
that superman here
had sex before dying...
No, it's okay.
Our suspect... let me finish.
The test shows
he had sex all right,
with two different women
within hours of his death.
You dog.
Ms. Franklin, I...
It seems that you weren't
the only woman that...
That Mr. Bailey was, uh...
With in the hours
prior to his death.
What do you mean, with?
Was there another woman
in the hotel room with you?
I didn't think this could get
any more humiliating.
Was that a yes?
No, detective.
Thank you.
And you should know
that our M.E.
Has been able to determine
that Mr. Bailey
was, uh... wearing a condom
both times
so that's...
That makes it all better.
Now I wish I pushed him!
Hell hath no fury, all right.
But I'm pretty sure
she's telling the truth.
Yeah, maybe, but let's
just confirm her alibi
before releasing her.
In the meantime,
we need to figure out
where Bailey was
and who he was with
between 4:00 and 6:00 P.M.
When he was poisoned.
Exactly.
That is our kill zone.
Hey.
So I can't find
any next of kin on the guy.
Parents died years ago.
There's no siblings,
no nothing.
You okay?
Fine.
So then everything Bailey
told Holly about himself
was a lie.
Mm. Maybe that was
his trick.
In from out of time,
family guy, own business...
That's how he got women in bed.
Whatever his reason
for lying to Holly,
I'm betting that our killer
is whoever Bailey slept with
earlier in the day.
She got on to his philandering
and got even.
All right. Go through his
phone records.
We gotta find that other woman.
Good morning, dad.
Good morning.
Darling, where's your credit card?
Mm.
Liked "good morning" better.
Let me ask you two something.
Mm.
If you found out a man
was cheating on you,
how would you kill him?
Knife... to the heart.
All right. What if you don't
have the stomach for that?
Shoot him. But you don't have
the stomach for that either.
What's wrong with our stomachs?
There's always poison.
True. Watch him writhe
and suffer.
Die like the rodent he is.
All these years
writing about murderers,
I had no idea I was living among them.
Well...
Speaking of murder,
what's the credit card for?
We're going shopping
to pick out my dress
to be your date
at Ryan's wedding.
What's wrong
with the ones you have?
Darling,
beauty does not happen
by accident.
And that's why, when it goes
unappreciated by cheating scum,
we want revenge.
Even their hypothetical fury
is unnerving.
William congreve had it right
when he talked about
scorned women.
Yeah, well, you haven't heard
what I would do.
Yeah, I don't think
I ever want to know.
Hey, guys.
Any luck tracking
down Bailey's other woman?
A lot of luck.
It's like
the beginning of "the bachelor,"
but without the appletinis.
Bailey was
involved with all of them?
Yeah.
And each of them thought that
they were his one and only.
That's a lot
of scorned women...
And a lot of fury.
Yeah. Yeah, I don't get it.
H-how does
an average looking guy
with a dime-a-dozen analyst job
end up dating
all of these gorgeous women?
By lying to them.
Actually, he wasn't lying
to these women.
At least not about
who he was anyway.
They all knew him
by his real name.
Then why would he tell Holly
that he's Jake from Chicago?
Was Bailey with
any of those women
between 4:00 and 6:00
yesterday?
So far, no.
But they all deny knowing
that he was even in the city.
A month ago,
he told every one of 'em
he was going to Europe
for six weeks.
A month ago?
So why'd he come back early?
He never went.
And as far as I can tell
from his credit card use,
he never even left new York.
So why tell them
that he was leaving?
I mean, was that just a cowardly
way of breaking up with them?
I think there's
something else going on.
I called
the personnel department
at Global 12 Consolidated.
And they said that he's been
on a leave of absence
for the last month.
That's a big month...
Taking a leave from work
and your girlfriends.
And his apartment.
The doorman at Bailey's building
said that for the past month,
he's only spent
a couple nights a week there.
Past month.
Yeah.
He wasn't there
at all yesterday,
so that's not
where he was poisoned.
And I looked in his dresser
and I found this.
Illinois driver's license.
Jake Hendricks, Chicago.
That's the name
that he gave Holly.
So he is Jake Hendricks?
No, he's Mike Bailey.
That's a fake.
He did not buy this
on some street corner.
This is government grade.
Yeah, right down to
the security hologram.
It's like he was
living undercover.
And I found this.
That's a lot of cake.
Why do you have to
call it cake? It's money.
It's a lot of money.
It's about 60 grand.
Cash, fake I.D...
What the hell was Bailey into?
Something bigger than
lying about who he was
just to get laid.
Jake Hendricks
has fake web search hits.
Lives in Chicago,
works for the family business.
Just like he told
Holly Franklin.
Family business
has a fake web site.
That's a pretty deep cover.
Yeah. Our don Juan's starting
to look more like Jason bourne.
All right, you guys get ahold
of FBI and CIA
and any other
intelligence agency,
see if he's one of theirs.
Come on, Castle.
Let's talk to Bailey's boss
at Global 12 Consolidated,
find out why our vic took
that leave of absence.
We still need the estimates
on thorium in India.
And I would appreciate...
Excuse me, Mr. Harris.
Those detectives
are here for you.
You guys mind
if we take a few minutes?
No problem.
We're still working up
the financing terms
on subordinated debt anyway.
Sure.
It's not like these negotiations
are going anywhere.
Mike was a junior analyst
in our acquisition department.
He was a good kid,
bright future.
I understand that he took
a leave of absence a month ago.
Did he give you a reason why?
Personal issues.
He didn't say why, but I
could tell it was serious.
So you have no idea why
he would have a fake I.D.
And $60,000 cash?
No.
But maybe it had something
to do with that woman
that tried to break in
his office yesterday.
Who was that?
I don't know.
She was gone
before security got there.
And who reported it?
I had stepped out
of negotiations
to go to the restroom.
And in the hallway,
I noticed a woman was trying
to pick an office door lock
using a wrench
and an opened-up paper clip.
I assumed she had just locked
herself out of her office
and joked that a key
would work better.
Well, she was startled
and shoved me over and made
a dash for the stairwell.
Did you get a good look at her?
Yeah, and I told security.
She was exotic, 30-ish,
dark, wavy hair.
She had on an overcoat,
but it was open,
and she was wearing a pin
with the star of David on it.
I'm pretty sure
it's the insignia
from El Al airlines.
Name's Colette roth.
She's 27.
She's been an El Al flight
attendant for three years,
making the Tel Aviv-J. F.K. run
twice a week.
Intel agencies used to use
flight attendants as spies,
didn't they?
Yeah, and get this,
she's former Israeli military.
Mossad is
famous for poisoning.
Yeah, big-time. Castle may not
be that far off...
With his Jason bourne theory.
Uniforms are tracking her down now.
Jenny just texted me
Lanie's plus one.
Name is Toby Lang.
Wh...
What? Toby.
All right.
Let's check this punk out.
Dr. Toby Lang?
The guy's the
chief administrator
at St. Samuel's hospital.
Big job.
Lanie did her residency
there, didn't she?
Yeah.
Good-looking guy.
Played college hoops
at Kentucky?
Groundbreaking
cancer researcher?
Are you kidding me?
Put me down for plus one.
Jenny already did the tables.
What about
her sorority sisters?
Dude, I'm not showing up solo
when she's bringing
captain America over here.
Okay, I'll talk to Jenny,
but her mom is gonna need a name for
that place card.
Esposito.
Copy that.
Colette roth just checked in
for a flight at J.F.K.
Unis are picking her up now.
All right.
I'm not a spy.
I'm a flight attendant.
Well, then maybe you could
explain your relationship
with Michael Bailey.
We were soul mates.
Well, then I'm sure
you'll be able to tell us
where the two of you
were yesterday
between the hours
of 4:00 and 6:00 P.M.
I was outside his apartment
waiting for him.
But he never came.
You had a very busy day
yesterday.
You were seen trying
to break in to his office
just hours before that.
I was hoping to find
some kind of clue,
something that might lead me
to his enemies.
His enemies?
Michael was a hunted man.
Hunted, by who?
I don't know.
I just know he was in trouble.
Four weeks ago, he said
he was going to Europe.
But I kept seeing him
in the city,
and he kept pretending
not to notice me.
So I staked out his apartment.
So you stalked him?
Staked, stalked...
What's the difference?
I was looking out for him!
But he wasn't coming home.
Then a few days ago,
I finally confronted him.
He said he couldn't talk,
but he told me
to meet him the next day
and he'd explain everything.
Let me guess.
That was the last time
you saw him.
No. We met the next day.
But before he could tell me
what was going on,
this car came out of nowhere,
and they were on us.
Who?
Ruffians in ski masks.
They grabbed him
and threw him in the back.
I fought
with all of my strength,
but it was in vain.
Bet you did.
Did you report this?
No.
They said they'd kill him
if I did.
That's why I was trying
to find him the next day,
to see if they'd let him go.
But they killed him.
The ruffians killed him.
And where
did this all happen?
On the street for all to see.
Okay.
Corner of Washington and Greenwich,
A.T.M. Cam.
This is where Colette said the
abduction went down.
But I've
been over it, and there's nothing.
All right.
Unless you guys are enjoying
the Warhol-Esque quality
of this,
we can just shut it down.
I'm gonna go and check on
Esposito, see where he's at
with Colette's alibi.
Wait.
There's Bailey.
And here comes Colette.
Seriously?
Whoa.
Ruffians in ski masks.
You gotta be kidding me.
Looks like Colette just broke
that ruffian's nose.
Fake I.D.,
bricks of cash,
brazen abduction...
He really was
Jason Bourne.
You gotta be kidding me.
Can't you see it?
Bailey is in covert ops.
They placed him at a giant
multinational company,
Global 12 Consolidated,
as a cover.
Then a month ago,
they activate him.
They give him an alias,
you know, a backstory.
They give him
unlimited walking-around money,
and then somehow
the enemy gets to him.
They grab him off the streets.
He manages to escape,
so they exploit
his Achilles' heel...
His love of beautiful women.
They send in
a super sexy secret agent.
She seduces him,
and then kills him by feeding
him a poisoned protein shake.
I can't think
of anything better.
Beckett.
Really?
Okay. Thank you.
The CIA, the FBI,
and the D.H.S. Have never
heard of Bailey
or his alias.
Do you really think
they'd tell you if they did?
Tech just got the plate number
off the kidnappers' car.
I thought that the plates
weren't visible
on the A.T.M. Footage.
They weren't, but I found
a traffic cam up the block
where they were.
Car is registered
to a Pablo Barnes,
28, insurance salesman.
That's probably a cover, too.
Did you get an address?
Sure did.
All right. Let's go.
Where's Espo?
In the break room
trying to score his plus one.
Espo, let's go.
Sorry. I gotta...
I gotta go.
I was this close
to getting my plus one.
Hey, relax, man.
It happens to a lot of guys.
You get a little excited,
lose control of your steamer.
NYPD! Let me see
your hands right now!
NYPD!
- Don't move!
- Hey, police!
What the hell, Pablo?!
Please don't shoot.
Pablo Barnes?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Please don't shoot.
I don't know what you're doing
here, but we didn't do anything.
Broken nose.
Other masked man.
Espo, get him, too.
Turn around!
All right, seriously,
I don't know why...
You... you guys have
the wrong pe... ah.
Officer, I-I... do
they have to be that tight?
It's very... ow.
Hey. "Bolero."
Just like in the hotel.
- See.
- I told you we were badass.
That's your car, Pablo.
What were you and Bailey up to,
and why...
Did you kill him?
Wait. Are... are you telling me
Mike's dead?
Cut the act, Pablo.
We know you kidnapped him
two days ago. Why?
No, no, no. I-it's not
what it looks like.
It's an ex-stalk-tion.
Ex-stalk-a-what?
Mike's our buddy.
He got involved with
this crazy stalker chick...
Colette something...
So we staged an abduction
to scare her off.
We call it an ex-stalk-tion.
Are you saying,
Bailey was in on it?
Yeah.
The three of us are a crew.
What kind of crew?
Special forces?
Private military contractors?
We're pickup artists.
As in...
Picking up women?
You?
We dedicate our lives
to picking up
as many hot women as possible.
That would explain
all of Bailey's women.
And those girls at the apartment
were pretty hot.
Pfft. Yeah.
That music that was playing,
is that part of
your seduction strategy?
Yeah.
"Bolero" increases the chance
of closing the deal by 12%.
Okay, assuming that you
are telling the truth,
you were with Mike
the night before he was killed.
Did he tell you
what he was up to?
Nah. He was being
all secretive.
I mean, he stopped hanging out
with us, like, a month ago.
Really, a month?
Yeah, when he called
about the ex-stalk-tion
a couple of days ago,
that was the first time we've
heard from him since then.
So when he said he was going out
after the ex-stalk-tion,
naturally, we followed him.
Where'd he go?
He went to this totally
lame bar... the magic bottle.
I mean, not target-rich
at all.
And when he found us there,
he kinda freaked, but he agreed
to let us stay
and be his wingmen,
but only if we
referred to him as Jake,
like he was undercover.
Jake. That's the same identity
he gave to Holly Franklin
the next day.
So we do our usual
couple laps of recon.
Actually,
some pretty decent milfs.
And I think Mike's just
expanding his palate, right?
But he wasn't interested
in any of them.
No. Instead, he finds
this one mark,
like, ugh, nothing special,
and plants his flag.
Then I see that she's got
a ring on her finger.
She's a married chick.
We stay away
from married chicks.
'Cause you're so ethical.
- No.
- They're just trouble.
But he doesn't care.
He's all in on her.
So you think he went to this bar
for this particular woman,
like he was targeting her?
Exactly.
Did he say why?
No, but he was working her
like his life depended on it.
I mean, it was like
he was on a mission.
Did she go for him?
Nah, total red light.
Boop, boop, boop.
Gate's down, train's coming,
time to move on.
But not Mike.
Not on this night.
So what did he do?
He counters
with some authorizing.
Authorizing, huh?
You know, making it seem like
the last thing on his mind
is hooking up.
Nah. He just finds her
interesting and wants to talk.
But she doesn't bite,
so he tries an m-swig.
Tells her he knows this girl
who's cheating on his friend.
Should he tell his friend?
'Cause women
love to give advice,
but she's still
giving him the heisman,
so he tries a butter job.
A butter job, what's that?
It's when you flirt
with the mark's friend.
And that's when
he started getting traction.
Immediately follows with
a yank-and-chain reversal,
sees he's got her on the hook.
So he goes right for
the Bailey ultimatum.
Boom! Signature move.
Says he has to leave,
forcing the mark
to make a quick decision
whether to go
with you or not.
And what did she do?
Next thing you know,
the two of them are walking
on their way outta there.
You know, you have
some beautiful eyes.
Seriously?
What?
It's a numbers game.
I strike out 90% of the time.
Thus restoring
my faith in my gender.
So this mark
that he was working,
does she have a name?
Lisa.
The greatest pickup
I have ever seen.
It's a damn shame she'll never
make it into Mike's ledger.
What ledger?
It's literally
hundreds of women
that Bailey slept with.
Or so he claims.
It seems legit to me.
Most of these shots
are pretty racy.
All with nicknames and dates.
June 9, 2010, "Carnal Carrie."
June 12, 2010,
"Mesmerizing Marjan."
Mm.
Whoa.
Sorry.
Is there a Lisa in there
from two days ago?
No. The last entry
was over a month ago.
So Pablo was right,
she didn't make it in.
We gotta find Lisa.
She could be our other woman.
Hey, so our friends Max
and Pablo just alibied out.
They were both at work
when Mike was poisoned.
"Limber Lucy."
And, boy, is she ever.
I don't know what
this dude Bailey was into,
but whatever it is,
he had it going on.
Really?
This impresses you?
These women are pathetic
for falling for this guy.
And Bailey, Bailey was just
a-a con man and a liar.
Thank you. At least there is
one real man amongst us.
Ryan, why don't you take
the situation
down to the magic bottle
and see if we can get
an I.D. On Lisa
and find out why Bailey
might have been targeting her?
Beckett, when exactly did
Ryan and Jenny start dating?
Mm. I think it was
around 2009.
She got him that ugly tie
for their 2-week anniversary,
so, like, easter, April.
Meaning, by may 2009,
they had been dating a month.
Yeah, why?
Bailey's may 20, 2009 entry.
My gosh.
That's Jenny.
S
Not just Jenny.
"Gyrating Jenny."
Yeah, I recognize him.
In here with a couple of friends
two nights ago.
One of those friends told us
that he left with a woman.
Lisa. Do you know her?
Yeah.
She's a regular.
Does she have a last name?
Give me a sec.
I think I like
this place, partner.
Dude, you're a cop.
This is a midtown bar.
Women here, they're looking
for lawyers and bankers.
I bank.
Well,
you are on your own.
I'm getting married on Sunday.
Exactly.
So this is your last chance
to be my wingman.
Help me get a plus one.
I think I'm gonna try
an m-swig.
Dude, you can't be serious.
What are you thinking,
butter job?
I checked credit card slips
from the other night.
Her name's Lisa Hill.
Lisa Hill.
So not only
is Lisa Hill married,
she is also an heiress...
Daughter to Stephanie Dashby.
Of Dashby Publishing?
Which puts her
in Forbes top 400.
Bailey was hunting
big game.
He knew he couldn't close
the deal as a junior analyst,
that's why he used
the alias with her,
same way he used it with
big-shot lawyer Holly Franklin.
Yeah, well,
according to her maid,
Lisa Hill packed up
and left her apartment
for her house in montauk
at 6:30 P.M.
Half an hour
after our kill zone.
Plus she also had easy access
to our poison.
Her sister owns a drug company
that manufactures it.
This is about the money.
Bailey only used
the Jake identity
with Holly and Lisa.
They're both rich.
So what are you thinking,
an extortion plot?
Bricks of cash... probably from
previous successes.
He targets wealthy women,
tries to put them
in compromising situations...
And then makes them
pay their way out...
Except Lisa Hill wouldn't pay.
We need to get her in here.
And we will...
First thing in the morning.
So...
What are we gonna do?
About what?
Well, we have to tell Ryan
about Jenny.
What? Why?
Castle, if we were getting
married, would you want to know
about all the guys
that I've slept with?
All?
Seriously?
You sign women's chests
at book readings.
You cannot be shocked
that I'm not a virgin.
It's just the word... "All"
suggests
a lot.
How many are we talkin'...
Exactly?
Are you really asking
for my number?
You show me yours,
I'll show you mine.
Men.
You all want to know,
but you don't want to know.
Listen, all women
have their secrets,
including Jenny, and sometimes,
for the sake of a relationship,
it is better not to share.
That is some dress.
Isn't she stunning?
After striking out all day,
we finally tried J.D.F.'S
on Madison.
- And, boy, did we score.
Well, that sounds like it's
about more than just a dress.
Well, not only did Alexis find
this exquisite little number,
we were completely charmed
by the proprietor...
John Danton Farnesworth.
J.D.F.
So as we're paying,
Mr. Farnesworth
is about to close up,
when his grandson,
John Danton Farnesworth III,
picked him up for dinner.
Goes by J.D. So cute.
He is a lovely young man...
Freshman at Columbia.
Which I'm applying to,
so of course
I grilled him about it.
And the next thing you know,
they invite us
to join them for dinner.
So who was the wingman,
the grandpa or the kid?
The what?
Dad...
They were total gentlemen.
They even invited us to their
family's annual charity event...
A private concert
with Lady Gaga.
But it's the same time
as the wedding.
I know, I promised,
and of course I'll go
if you want me to, it's just...
This is the first time I've
felt this way since Ashley,
and...
You don't have to go
to the wedding.
You are released from
your plus one duties.
Thanks, dad.
Which I guess means
you don't need this dress.
Don't be silly, darling.
It is a black-tie benefit.
Yeah.
And after dinner,
- John opened...
- The shop...
And I got one, too.
So it's a win-win.
I can't
believe you bailed on me.
We were there till
2:30 in the morning.
Yeah, I was five minutes
from sealing the deal
with my plus one.
You really think after
standing there for three hours,
another five minutes
of me standing there
would've made any difference?
Yeah.
She was into me.
She said that she thought
solving murders was "cute."
Yeah, but you didn't have to
tell her friend
you were engaged.
No, no, you're right.
I could've totally just...
Just lied to her
and hooked up with her.
And do you have to be
such a cliche?
Stuffing your face with that...
That... that thing?
Hey, don't touch my doughnut.
Hey, Ryan... eat this in front of me.
I've had enough of you!
Don't you... don't you...
Hey, hey, hey!
Break it up.
- Guys!
- What the hell is going on?
Talk to hunger strike
over here.
He was flaunting that doughnut.
I was eating it.
Ryan, you okay?
A cleanse for nine days...
Don't you think it's time
to let it go?
No, no, no. I'm... I'm fine.
I'm... I'm sorry, everybody.
Sorry, bro.
So any luck finding Lisa Hill?
Yeah, we tracked her down
at a Spa in Montauk.
Yeah, she's going from
mud wrap to murder rap,
exfoliation to interrogation,
manicure to manacles,
shiatsu to...
Shiatsu...
Shiatsu...
Unis are on their way
to pick her up now.
Do you recognize him,
Ms. Hill?
Yes, it's Jake.
Yes, Jake Hendricks.
Or so you thought,
until you found out his
real name was Michael Bailey
and he was trying
to blackmail you.
Isn't that right?
Blackmail? I...
Don't know
what you're talking about.
I think you do.
You realized
that you had been played,
and you decided to take
your revenge.
Your sister owns
a, a drug company?
She must have given you
the colchicine you used
to poison him, didn't she?
No.
Look, I didn't get revenge
because I never knew
what he was up to.
But he was up to something.
I should've realized
when he was hitting on me
so hard at the bar,
but he was cute,
and my husband
is more interested in work
than actually living, so...
I brought him home,
and it was nice.
But then I came out
of the bathroom,
and caught him on the computer.
I figured he was trying
to steal credit cards
banking info,
so I kicked his ass out.
But I swear, that was
the last time I saw him.
Yeah.
Bailey sent an e-mail,
all right, to himself.
Why would he
e-mail himself?
Because he attached several
documents from Hill's computer.
What kind of documents?
Confidential ones...
Relating to
K.P.W.. Mining Corporation.
Lisa Hill's husband Ron Hill
is the investment banker
representing K.P.W..
On the possible sale of the company.
That's Lisa Hill's husband?
We saw him
at the Global 12 offices.
Yep, and Ron Hill
is representing K.P.W..
It's
a multibillion-dollar deal.
So Bailey
was engaged in covert ops.
He targeted
Ron Hill's wife Lisa,
slept with her in order to steal
K.P.W... Corporate secrets.
That's espionage.
More like sexpionage.
More like motive.
So Bailey was using
his pickup artist skills
to sleep with Ron Hill's wife
and steal corporate secrets.
Man, there's a "penetrating
enemy lines" joke
here somewhere.
You know, Ron must have
hit the roof
when he discovered that
those files were stolen.
Sure. Ron got screwed
on the deal.
And his wife got screwed.
Boy, if anybody ever had
a motive for murder,
it was Ron Hill.
Yeah, except he was
in negotiations
during
the poison-and-kill zone
and his wife Lisa alibied, too.
Anand I've been lookin'
at the K.P.W... Deal.
Turns out
that they're represented
by Keller, Braun and Franklin.
Guess who their lead attorney is.
Holly Franklin?
Yep, miss no-tell-hotel
herself.
The only reason
you guys didn't run into her
at Global 12 Consolidated is
that we were still holding her.
That explains
the Lisa and Holly connection.
Yeah, but it begs the question,
how many other women
did Bailey target
in this
little sexpionage scheme?
All right, you guys get a list
of all the people at K.P.W...
That were working the sale,
including the banking
and legal teams. Right.
There's no way that Bailey
was working this alone.
He's too junior.
And besides,
he was on leave.
And who authorized the leave?
Yes, I authorized his leave.
You gave him a fake I.D.
And cash bonuses, Mr. Harris.
And I've already told you, I
don't know anything about that.
Okay, well, how about this?
Bailey slept with Holly Franklin
and Ron Hill's wife Lisa
to steal K.P.W... Secrets
for your negotiation.
Did you know about that?
Come on, Harris.
This couldn't be Bailey's idea.
You're his boss, and you're
Global 12 Consolidated's
lead negotiator
for the K.P.W... Deal.
So...
How did it start?
Did you happen to see
Bailey out
one night at some bar,
working his magic,
realized that you could use his
ability to your advantage?
That is nothing
but wild speculation.
You have no proof whatsoever
of any wrong doing on my part
or Global 12.
Look, I don't care about
corporate malfeasance.
I want Michael Bailey's killer.
And how do you think
I can help?
You tell me me where he's been
staying for the past month,
tell me who else was targeted,
and who he was with the day
that he was killed.
Unless you're actually gonna
charge me with something...
I'm leaving.
There are more than 300
female executives
at K.P.W...
Bailey could have targeted
any one of them.
Not to mention all the women
at the law firm
and the investment bank who are
also working on the deal.
And we still have no idea
where he was poisoned.
Any luck?
Nope. There's too big
a pool of possible marks
that Bailey
could've slept with.
Yeah, uh, speaking of that,
you know...
Ryan's my boy,
so I gotta tell him
about Jenny and Bailey.
You only told me
I couldn't tell Ryan.
Look, Espo, I appreciate
your point of view,
but the guy hasn't eaten
in a week and a half.
And after that
doughnut incident, I don't...
I'll just take this
back to my desk.
Sit down, bro.
What?
What?
Why do you guys
look so serious?
You should...
Eat something.
Yeah.
You look hungry.
You've got the posture
of a feral cat.
Guys, I made sacred vow
to the woman I love.
- Is that Moo Shu pork?
- Yes.
And it is delicious.
Come on, bro.
Just eat.
You weren't
kidding about this Moo Shu pork.
Come on!
Right?
Pass the spring rolls, please.
Yeah.
So...
You know how
we all love Jenny, right?
Yeah, what about her?
Well, it's just that ...
that ledger of Bailey's...
Hey, is she in that?
These... these... memory lapses...
Could you pass
the fried rice?
Yeah.
So you've known all along?
Nah. I was telling Jenny about
Javi's antics last night...
And we got
to talking about the case.
And she told me
that she met Bailey at a bar
a month or so
after we started up.
She told you about that?
Yeah. She had no idea
that he was some kind of
professional pickup artist.
And you're not upset at all?
Hey, it's not
like we were exclusive.
Is that Mongolian beef?
Man.
Thanks, dot.
Get this. So I've been
trying to figure out
where else Bailey might have
been staying for the past month,
and when we got on to
his corporate spying
for Global 12 Consolidated,
I looked into
their corporate housing.
That's a great idea.
Yeah. Why didn't I
think of that?
Turns out Mike Bailey
has been checked in
to the oaks on Park Avenue
for the last month
under his alias Jake Hendricks.
Well, what are you
sitting around for?
Do you mind
if I take the spare rib?
Okay.
You're welcome to look.
But we got the call yesterday,
Mr. Hendricks
wasn't coming back.
What'd you do
with all his stuff?
Per his company's instructions,
we gave his clothes
and personal belongings
to goodwill,
and the place has been scrubbed,
bedding laundered.
Hey, javier,
check this out.
Chocolate blast.
It's a protein shake.
"Made with
whey-protein isolate."
You always stock this drink?
Yeah.
It's all standard.
It's exactly what Lanie said
that Bailey had in his system
that delivered the colchicine.
This is where
he was poisoned, bro.
Looks like we found
the murder weapon.
Lanie says that the chocolate
shake from the oaks
is a perfect match
for the contents
of Bailey's stomach.
It's what delivered
the lethal dose of colchicine.
Yo.
So the doorman at the oaks
confirms
that Bailey was there during
the whole poison time window.
He asked not to be disturbed.
Yeah, I bet, because sexpionage
can be so much more demanding
than espionage.
True.
So I'm guessing
he had a visitor.
Yep, someone who had been
there a few times before.
Security cam photo capture.
Look familiar?
If we could focus
on the third quarter,
I believe that would be the most
productive way to move forward.
Excuse me.
Sorry to interrupt again.
What's up, Seth?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Look, detective,
I have already told you
everything that I know
about Michael Bailey.
Now please...
Leave.
Actually, we're not here
for you, Mr. Harris.
That would be the S.E.C.,
soon.
Today...
We are here for a woman,
someone who works for K.P.W...
And also knew Michael Bailey...
Your C.O.O., Amy Kemp.
You're under arrest for
the murder of Michael Bailey.
Pleasure doing business
with you, Seth.
Let's go.
She said "killing him
was just business."
He had to die to protect
the corporate secrets.
Yeah, I guess the fact that
he won't be around
to dupe other women
was an added benefit.
Bailey worked her
like all the other women...
Made her feel special,
got her to fall for him...
But somewhere along the way,
she figured out
what he was up to.
I'm just glad
I'm out of the game.
The games are only
beginning for you, my friend.
Hey. So what's up
with your plus one?
It's on.
That's all I'm sayin'.
Lanie.
Hey.
Hello, Javier.
This is Toby.
Pleased to meet you.
Yeah, you, too.
This is Jody.
Nice to meet you.
Pleasure.
Excuse me. I need to find
the ladies room.
Okay.
You two talk.
I'll get us seats.
Thank you, Toby.
Toby, huh?
What do you mean,
"Toby, huh?"
I don't know.
You tell me.
You and I broke up
two months ago,
so unless you thought
I joined a convent,
you need to take a step back.
So you two serious now?
Yeah, we're serious...
About dancing.
That's why his boyfriend
let me borrow him.
Besides, I figured I'd need
somebody to keep me company
while you flirted with all of
Jenny's sorority sisters.
Toby's boyfriend?
And I seem to recall you here
with the center
for the new York liberty.
She's my cousin.
I heard you were coming
with a date,
so I thought
I had to have somebody...
You look great, you know?
Yeah, I know.
Can I show you to your seat?
That would be nice.
Hopefully, it... it...
Castle.
You look like a lost puppy.
Where's your date?
At a Lady Gaga concert
with a teenage boy.
How do I compete with that?
No. I'm sorry.
Yeah, me, too. I hate
going to weddings alone.
Well, maybe we could be
each other's plus one.
Yeah, and then avoid the stigma
of sitting
at the singles' table.
Yes, that would be nice.
I would like...
Okay. Good, good, good.
Look at him.
He looks so happy.
Hey. I'm so glad
you're here.
Where else
are we gonna be? Mwah.
You look fantastic.
Yeah, we clean up
pretty nice, huh?
Jenny, you look amazing.
Thank you, Rick.
No. No, no, no, no, no.
You can't see her yet.
Kevin...
You are a lucky man.
Don't I know it?
Ready, bro?
I think so.
Okay. We're gonna
see you in there.
Okay.
You know, I gotta say,
I kind of envy him.
Well, who knows, Castle?
Maybe third time's the charm.
Yeah.
Could be.
Shall we?
Yeah.