Castle (2009–2016): Season 4, Episode 22 - Undead Again - full transcript

Castle and Beckett investigate a man's murder where the victim has human bite marks all over his body. While Castle has some wild theories none of them are as strange as what their only witness insists happened - the man was killed in a Zombie attack.

- (ELECTRONIC BEEPING)
- (SCREAMS)

Dad! What are you doing?

You have 30 seconds to suit up.

The game is afoot!

- Dad...
- Wait.

Let me savor this.

Haven't got the drop on you
since you were 10.

This feels Iike

victory.

Dad, Iook, I can't, okay?
I have a big decision to make.

Well, have you at Ieast
narrowed it down?

I made a Iist of all the classes
and the extracurriculars

and the best choices seem to be
Oxford and Stanford.

What about Columbia, NYU, Vassar?

They're all too close.

I'd come home all the time.
I want to challenge myself.

And I'd get sucked into things Iike this.

But then who's gonna play with me?

I think it's time to holster the Iaser guns
and be adults.

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

COMPUTER VOICE:
Game over. Please proceed to exit.

Oh, darling, it's just a game.

No, it's not.

It's a time-honored family tradition
that we've been honoring

since AIexis could
wrap her Iittle finger around a trigger.

First one to 1,000 points wins.
And we were so close.

We Iaser-tagged our way
through her pre-teen years

and now suddenly she's too old to play.

She's growing up.

Well, she doesn't have to. Look at me.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Oh! Well, it seems Detective Beckett
is available for a play date.

Really?

Beckett and I have not been
exactly hitting it off Iately.

Ah.

And why do you think that is?

I'm sorry, are you saying it's my fault?

Cavorting with some
awful Gang detective,

showing up at a crime scene
with a stewardess.

If you wanna punish Beckett,
at Ieast Iet her know why.

I'm not punishing her.

I'm... (STUTTERING)

Am I?

Darling, you're hurt. I understand that.

But quite honestly,
the two of you cannot go on Iike this.

You know what, Mother?
You're absolutely right.

Where are you going?

To a crime scene. (SIGHS)

To work my Iast case
with Detective Beckett.

BECKETT:
You said you didn't Iike coffee.

ESPOSITO: I Iike vanilla Iattes.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

Thanks for calling.

Sure.

So our victim is David Lock, 29.

He was a currency trader
at a foreign exchange office upstairs.

Looks Iike he was heading into work
when it happened.

His body was found by his boss
at around 7:00 this morning.

Oh, our intrepid heroes have arrived.

And Castle.

Ah! Perlmutter, I will treasure these
special moments we've shared.

So I take it that this is Mr. Lock?

PERLMUTTER: It appears he was
set upon by an unknown assailant.

Time of death was about 4:00 a.m.

Cause of death?

Probably blunt force trauma
to the head, where it hit the concrete.

Wallet and cash?

Still intact,
so it definitely wasn't a mugging.

Savage beating at 4:00 a.m.
There must be some motive.

BECKETT: Is this a bite mark
on his arm?

It's not just a bite mark.

Look at the skin.
You see how it's torn?

The killer Iatched on and shook
Iike a pit bull, trying to tear off the flesh.

Thanks, think we got it.

Anything else?

Just this.
It was found in our victim's hand.

It was probably torn off the killer's shirt
during the struggle.

That's a Iace cuff, hand-stitched,
pearl buttons,

I'd say this was circa 1870.

I did a Iot of research on the era.

I was writing a book.
A comedy about the Civil War.

Turns out, not so funny.

You don't say.

Who would beat a guy to death
wearing a 150-year-old shirt?

You know, the bigger question is,

why was he attacked here,
where he worked?

You might wanna ask his boss.
Mike Matthews.

I can't believe it.

We think that David was killed
around 4:00 a.m.

Do you have any idea
why he was here so early?

David handled the Asian markets,
so he usually got in by 4:00.

He was a terrific kid.
He was hard-working, well-Iiked.

And was that the consensus?

What do you mean?

I mean, did he have any conflicts
with anyone at work?

Actually, yeah,
there was an incident Iast week.

- Someone keyed his car.
- Who?

David thought it was Charlie Coleman,
one of my other traders.

The two of them were vying for
a promotion and I went with David.

Charlie didn't take it too well.

What time does Charlie
usually show up for work?

4:00 a.m., same time as David.

Look, Charlie's kind of an oddball,
but I don't see him mixed up in this.

BECKETT: We're gonna need
to talk to him anyway.

That's strange.
His car is right there next to David's.

Why is that strange?

Because Charlie never came into
the office this morning.

What's his address?

Well, that's a shame.
This case had some real promise.

Savage bite marks?
Reconstruction era clothing?

It's a mystery here.
A whiff of intrigue.

Now we're just slapping cuffs
on some disgruntled employee.

Just wanted this one to be special.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry it's not
entertaining enough for you, Castle.

Charlie Coleman, NYPD. Open up.

Stay away! It isn't safe!

Stand back.

It's for your own good! Don't come in!

- You can't come in here!
- CASTLE: Sorry, Charlie.

BECKETT: Charlie, you okay?
Anyone here?

No, no, no, no. Get back!
Get away from me!

Listen, we just got to ask you
a few questions.

You need to Ieave,
you need to Ieave right now!

It's not safe!

Relax, Charlie, relax. We're cops.

- You're a cop?
- Yeah.

- Is that your gun?
- Yeah.

You need to shoot me. Do it now!

Do it! Do it!

Good, Charlie? You feeling better?

Yeah.

Just got to ask you a few questions

about what happened this morning
with you and David.

Did you see him
in the parking structure?

Yeah, he'd just pulled in.

I said hello, he said hello.
The two of us aren't real friendly.

So we've heard. What happened next?

And then he stopped.

And he stared right past me
with this weird Iook on his face.

And then he said,
"What the hell is that?"

What the hell was it?

I couldn't tell at first
'cause suddenly it was all over us.

Wait, you were attacked, too?

Yeah, but it was mostly after David.
I mean, it was just wailing on him.

I elbowed it in the head
and it didn't even slow down.

- Okay, what do you mean by "it"?
- I called 911, I told them.

They didn't believe me,
no one believes me!

Just tell us what you saw.

As Iong as you promise
you'II believe me.

Yeah, fine, I promise.

Promise that you will use your gun
on me when I start to turn.

"Turn"? What do you mean, "Turn"?

The thing that bit me, that killed David?

It was a zombie.

A zombie?

COLEMAN: (ON RECORDING)
It was a zombie. A freaking zombie!

911 OPERATOR: (ON RECORDING)
Sir, can you repeat that, please?

COLEMAN: A zombie. The undead.

Man, with those dead eyes and flaps
of rotting skin coming off its face.

911 OPERATOR:
Sir, this is for emergencies only.

Are you having an emergency?

COLEMAN: Yes! I'm having a major
emergency here! Don't you get it?

This thing just killed someone
and it bit me!

I'm gonna turn! I'm next!

(RECORDING STOPS)

Now, Charlie made this 911 call
moments after the attack.

Does it sound Iike he's faking to you?

It sounds Iike Charlie's having
a psychotic break.

What if his guilt made him snap

and he created a fantasy in which
zombies killed David and not him?

I'm not so sure.

I mean, his voice does have that
authentic ring of pants-wetting terror.

- You do not believe in Charlie's story.
- I believe he believes it.

Okay, well, whatever you believe,

all of the evidence points to the fact
that Charlie Coleman is our killer.

Maybe not all the evidence.

CSU analyzed that bite mark
on Charlie's arm.

Turns out that it matches
the bite mark on our victim.

Maybe Charlie bit David
and then he bit himself?

Well, I was thinking the same thing,
but CSU also says

that the bite marks
weren't made by Charlie's teeth.

CASTLE: Oh, wait, um...

Sorry. Let me make sure I understand

so that I might
properly relish this moment.

You're saying the evidence shows
that Charlie and the victim

both were bitten by
an as yet unknown third party?

- That's what I just said.
- CASTLE: Perhaps even

a mindless,

shuffling, undead third party?

Castle, just stop.
There's no such thing as a zombie.

RYAN: Guys.

You gotta see this.

So I was combing through security cam
footage near the parking garage,

and I found this.

Time stamp's 4:06 a.m., which
fits time of death. That's our guy.

Yeah, but it's not Charlie.

BECKETT: Wait, what is he wearing?

That Iooks Iike an old-fashioned suit.

Circa 1870,

and his shirt's missing a cuff.

Whoa! He almost got hit by that taxi.
Didn't even flinch.

Well, maybe this is why.
Look what we get from the other angle.

My friends,

that is a zombie.

Our killer's a zombie!

You're rather upbeat,

considering you said this was
your Iast case with Beckett.

That's because
I am going out with a bang.

I have one word for you, Mother.

Zombie.

- Too much makeup?
- You Iook Iovely.

I'm referring to our victim being killed
by one of the walking undead.

And I mean that Iiterally. A zombie.

Security camera caught him
in all his putrefying glory.

Whoo.

I don't suppose you
downloaded this video, by chance?

Absolutely not.
That video is police property.

It would be very, very wrong of me

to get a screen grab of it
and email it to myself.

Well, it'II be our Iittle secret, darling.

I'm actually surprised
at your interest in this case, Mother.

Well, I really do know the difference

between a first-rate makeup job
and actual decay.

You wanna see some real zombies,

check out the red carpet
at the Tony Awards.

I thought I...

I thought I put this away.

Where is she?

- Where is she?
- (ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

(CACKLING)

You were a fool
to buy my act yesterday,

and now you've fallen right into my trap.

You will pay dearly for your treachery.

Et tu, Mother? For Iuring me here?

Why, whatever do you mean?

Mmm. That's my girl.

So what's this about a zombie?

COLEMAN: Oh, my God!

I told you people. That's him.
(GROANS SOFTLY)

So vile and disgusting.
That's the zombie that I saw.

Well, we're not exactly sure that he's...

What do you mean you're not sure?
What else could he be?

The point is, this puts you in the clear.
We're releasing you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

Charlie, if you were gonna turn,
you would've done it by now.

This thing. Have you caught it?

Not yet. Rest assured, we will.

I'II just stay here.

He won't Ieave?

Charlie's pretty convinced
about this whole zombie thing.

Yeah, but that's just... That's ridiculous.

Or is it?
Charlie has not been wrong yet.

Maybe our killer is Patient Zero,

out there right now
in the streets of New York,

building an army of the undead.

Castle, what we are Iooking for
is not a zombie

but a very smart criminal
who murdered David Lock

and is now
making our only witness Iook crazy.

And he also dressed up

in makeup and a costume
to hide his identity.

Unless that's not costume or makeup.

I mean, he does Iook Iike a real zombie.

A real zombie?
I'm embarrassed for you, bro.

BECKETT: Okay, then explain this.
Why would a zombie

go after a currency trader
at 4:00 a.m. in a garage?

This one's easy.

The more intelligent the victim,
the more delicious the brains.

So, returning to the Iand of facts...

What did you find at
the crime scene canvass?

ESPOSITO: Nada.

Only in New York can some guy
dress Iike a frigging zombie

and walk down the street unnoticed.

I did find a gap in our timeline
before the murder.

- What do you mean?
- Well, according to the doorman,

victim Ieft his apartment at 2:00 a.m.
and he never came back.

He was killed at 4:00 a.m.
What was he doing for two hours?

I don't know, but he drove there.

His credit card showed that
he gassed up on Houston at 2:44 a.m.

AII right, Iet's figure out where he went.

Trouble might have
followed him to the garage.

Or a zombie did.

I'II tell you where he went. Booty call.

Tech guys pulled a text message
off David's phone.

He sent it to a chica the night he died,
wanting to hook up with her.

- Does she have a name?
- Greta Mastroianni.

(EXHALES) I don't understand.

Who would do
something Iike this to David?

RYAN: Did you see him that night?

We know that he texted you,
wanting to come over.

No. I called him and told him not to.

I split up with David about a week ago.
He was still trying to hold on.

Why did you two split up?

I'm engaged to Tom. Tom Williams.

We've been together five years.

How did David figure in?

I met him when I was 21,
visiting a cousin in LA.

We had an intense couple of weeks,
you know.

Then three months ago,
I ran into him at a coffee shop.

And did your fianc? know
about this affair with David?

Yeah, he found emails
on my computer Iast week.

And how did he react to that?

He was hurt. He threatened to Ieave me.

And that's when I realized
what I was about to Iose.

So I broke it off with David

and begged Tom to give me
another chance, and he did.

So where was Tom that night?

Home. We went to bed around 11:00.

And he was there all night?

- Greta, where was Tom at 4:00 a.m.?
- Look, I don't know, okay?

I woke up around 2:30
and he wasn't there.

I figured he was
watching TV in the Iiving room.

But when I got up in the morning...

He wasn't in the apartment.
So where was he all night?

I see where you're getting at
with this, okay?

But Tom had nothing to do with it.

Did David email you
from his office account?

Yeah. Why?

Because that means that your fianc?
knew where David worked.

Look, I can't say
I feel bad this guy's dead,

but I had nothing to do with it.

Even though he was trying
to snake your fianc?e?

He was out of the picture.

Greta made her choice
and she picked me.

Yeah, except he wouldn't
take "no" for an answer.

You know, I bet you found out
that he was texting her

and you decided to make him
stop texting her permanently.

(SCOFFS) Well, you're wrong.

I never touched the dude.
I never even met him.

Yeah, but it had to have
made you angry.

I won't Iie to you, I mean,
this whole thing has been tough.

But Greta and I
are building a Iife together

and I think we're gonna
come out of this stronger.

Tom, about how tall are you?

About six foot?

6'2".

So about the same height
as this guy, right?

What the hell is that?

Come on. That's not me.

When you Ieft the apartment that night,

where were you
for the next hour and a half?

David was missing for the same
amount of time, 2:30 to 4:00 a.m.

At the Hudson Law Library. Studying.

You were at the Iibrary at that hour?

It's open 24/7 during finals.
You can ask the Iibrarian

and the 10 other people
who were studying there.

I will.

(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)

Tom's alibi checks out.

He was at the Iaw Iibrary
between 3:00 and 6:00 a.m.

I really thought that he was our man.

And it's not Iike David Lock has
any other enemies.

I mean, we already confirmed that
with his friends and co-workers.

What about recently deceased
friends and co-workers?

Okay. Well, whatever or whoever this is,

can we at Ieast agree
that he Iooks Iike a zombie,

he dresses Iike a zombie
and he acts Iike a zombie?

And that helps us how?

We're Iooking at standard motives here.

But our killer isn't driven by revenge,
greed or power.

Not if he thinks he's a zombie.

So then, by that Iine of thinking,
his motive is a primal urge to kill?

Regardless of who the victim is,
he kills at random.

Precisely.

Then how do you propose
that we find a random killer

in a city of eight million people?

(CLEARS THROAT) Maybe we start with
where the victim went

during those missing two hours.

Do tell.

Well, the Iab ID'd a chemical

found recently deposited
on the bottom of David Lock's shoes.

What kind of chemical?

Uh, I won't even begin
to try to pronounce it,

but it is used in three factories
in New York and New Jersey.

The night that David was killed,
he went to a gas station on Houston.

Which one of those factories
is closest to Houston?

The one on the Lower East Side,
but it's been closed for over a year.

Let's go.

Well, we know now this is, in fact,
an abandoned factory.

In a desolate, godforsaken alley.

- (DOG BARKING)
- (BOTTLES BREAKING)

Imagination getting
the better of you, Castle?

No, no. Of course not.

Just wish we had more
to show for our efforts, that's all.

The thing that I don't get is,

why would a currency trader
Iike David Lock come down here?

It just doesn't make any sense.

CASTLE: Unless he had a dark side
we know nothing about.

BECKETT: Like what?

AII I know is that normal people

don't come to places Iike this
at 2:00 a.m. in the morning.

In fact, I think I've seen enough,
haven't you?

- (SOFT SHUFFLING)
- Wait. Do you hear that?

I'm not falling for that.

No, no, no, I'm serious. Listen.

- Footsteps.
- Yeah.

Lots of them.

Oh, my God, they're after us!
They're after us!

Who is?

What are you people doing?
Don't just stand there! Run!

Come on!

What the hell's going on?

(MOANING)

(GRUNTING)

CASTLE: (STUTTERING)
That's a zombie...

That's a zombie horde!

BECKETT: There's no such thing
as zombies.

I'm sure I don't have to tell you
to aim for the head.

Beckett! Behind us. We're surrounded.

Oh, jeez. Oh, jeez.

You don't have enough bullets.

(ZOMBIES MOANING)

It's ground zero for World War Z.

Get behind me.
We'II have to fight our way out.

Uh... uh...

This is so not cool.

BECKETT: There's no way this is real.

NYPD!

Stop moving now!

And stop pretending to be zombies!

Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.
We're just zombie walking here.

You're what?

Zombie walking.
It's Iike an amped up form of tag.

We dress up Iike zombies
and we chase the normals.

That would be us.

ZOMBIE: Yeah, if we tag them,
we turn them.

And then they become zombies, too.

Look, if this is because
we didn't get a permit...

BECKETT: It's not!

You're all coming with me now.

How did I not know about this?

This is outstanding!
Did you do this yourself?

Ugh!

CASTLE: Being a fan of zombie Iore,
I get it.

But what's the appeal
of being a zombie?

Look at this guy.

Who would want to be alive
in a decayed, mindless state?

Being a vampire, that I understand.

That's the romantic route to immortality.

The gentleman's monster, as it were.

Speaking of monsters,

none of these zombies match
the photo of our killer.

Maybe he's trying out a new Iook.

How about you?

If you could be any supernatural
creature, what would it be?

Van Helsing, no question.

Monster slayer. Befitting.

And imagine,

the monster that we are hunting
might be in this very room.

AII right, Iadies, thanks for your help.

I don't know about
those shoes with that top.

I'm just saying,
I would've went open-toed.

Are you guys having
more Iuck than we are?

ESPOSITO: Not at all.

Oh, and guess what?

None of these knuckleheads
are real zombies.

I think what my colleague
means to say is that

no one recognizes our zombie from
the video or our victim, David Lock.

If David wasn't a part
of the zombie crowd,

then what was he doing down there?

He definitely wasn't part of our group,
I can tell you that.

What about you?
Do you recognize him?

What?

Paul, are you high right now?

Whoa. Whoa, hey, now.

Where is that (LAUGHS) coming from?

No, no, of course not.

- Hello.
- (BANGS ON TABLE)

Right. Um...

Yeah, yeah, I don't know this dude.
He's not a zombie or a normal.

Listen, will this take much Ionger?
I have a class in the morning.

- You a student?
- Teacher.

- Really?
- Really?

Assistant professor of Anthropology.

I believe our fascination with zombies
is a cultural phenomenon.

A commentary
on the inner numbness of modern Iife.

Yeah, okay. Do either of you
recognize this, uh, zombie?

That's Kyle.

Kyle Jennings.

NYPD! Kyle Jennings.

Is that him?

RYAN: Yeah, that's him.

Kyle!

He's dead.

BECKETT: So do we have
cause of death?

I assume by "we" you mean me.

I'II have answers after I cut him open.

Charming.

Yeah, we're all meat, Castle. Get over it.

What I can tell you is,
his teeth match the bite marks

and the blood on his clothes
came from the victim.

Kyle Jennings is your killer.

Well, the question is, who killed him?

Isn't that always the question?

CASTLE: Ah, if...

(EXCLAIMS IN FRUSTRATION)
What is it, Castle?

No, I was just wondering,

before this man died,
he was behaving exactly Iike a zombie.

Is there any medical way to determine

if he actually was

- one?
- (SCOFFS)

Why is he in my morgue?

There are no zombies, Castle.

This is a man.

He was a Iive man,
now he's a dead man. End of story.

- (YELLS)
- (ALL SCREAM)

(EXCLAIMS)

- CASTLE: He's undead?
- (EXCLAIMS)

(BECKETT CRIES OUT)

Castle, call for backup!

- How do I...
- Nine.

- Nine.
- Nine.

Is there a police code
for "zombie on the Ioose"?

So based on the Iatest report
from the ER,

Kyle Jennings was
transferred up to ICU.

He is stable, but under sedation.

I'm telling you, that guy was dead.

Remind me never to choke
on a chicken bone in front of you.

Hey, you checked that guy.
So did the paramedics.

Whoa, you guys!

I'm sure that there's
a medical explanation for it.

There's an explanation, all right.

Besides that one.

Come on, you were there, you saw it.
He rose from the dead.

He didn't rise from the dead, Castle.
He wasn't dead in the first place.

He's not a zombie, Castle.
He's just a murderer.

Well, then, what was his motive
for murder, Detective Esposito?

Kyle sold insurance.
He had no criminal record.

There's no evidence
he even knew our victim.

He's a human killer,
with a human motive.

Or he's a zombie killer,
with a zombie motive.

(PHONE RINGING)

Beckett.

(WHISPERING) Tasty brains.

(SOFTLY) Castle, do you really believe
in all this zombie stuff?

Because I would swear on my nana's
grave that Kyle Jennings was dead.

No. You know what I do believe in?

Driving Beckett crazy.

Yeah, I have to say, it's good
to see you guys hitting it off again.

Well, Castle, Iooks Iike we will get
our motive straight from the source.

Mr. Kyle Jennings is officially awake.

Kyle, I'm Detective Beckett,
this is Mr. Castle.

What am I doing here?
Why are there cops outside?

No one's telling me anything.
What, was I mugged or something?

We need to ask you
a few questions about David Lock.

- Who?
- This man.

I don't know him.

Two nights ago, he went on a zombie
walk. Did the two of you meet there?

I'm telling you, I've never seen
the guy before. What is this about?

He was murdered. Beaten to death.

What happened at that zombie walk?

I can't remember.

BECKETT: What was the Iast thing
you do remember?

I got dressed to head over there.

Next thing I know,
I woke up in the morgue.

Did you drink or do drugs that night?

I don't do that stuff.

Look, I didn't hurt anyone, okay?
I would never do that.

I just... I don't remember anything.

Well, the victim's blood
was found on your clothes.

Bite marks match your teeth.

The cuff of your shirt
was clutched in his hand.

And a security camera
caught our killer on tape.

Is that you, Kyle?

Yes. That's me.

I think you're gonna need a Iawyer.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

So Kyle killed someone he never met
for no reason.

Is that what we're supposed to believe?

Well, isn't that
what you said zombies do?

It is with a sad heart I say
that that man is no zombie.

Even though he rose from the dead?

It's common knowledge
when you turn into a zombie,

you cannot turn back.

So you concede to the fact that there's
a medical explanation to all of this.

I concede to nothing.

Except that Kyle is not telling us
the whole story.

You think he remembers?

When a Iife-altering moment occurs,
people remember.

Well, maybe it's too big to deal with.
Maybe he

can't face it just yet.

Do you think he ever will be?

Hopefully. If he feels safe.

Perlmutter!

What are you doing here?

I came to tend to one of my patients,
Kyle Jennings.

Uh...

Do you think that's such a good idea?

I'II have you know I am perfectly
capable of treating Iiving patients.

I simply prefer not to.

I've made an exception here

because the results of his blood work
are quite unusual.

What do you mean?

Kyle Jennings had scopolamine
in his system,

which, in small doses,
is used to treat motion sickness.

In Iarger doses,
it acts on the central nervous system

to promote compliant
and suggestible behavior.

Exactly how suggestible?

You'II basically do whatever you're told.

It's Iike a date rape drug,
only the victim remains conscious.

And when the drug wears off, they
have no recollection of what happened.

Is it possible
somebody slipped Kyle that drug?

I think it's highly probable that they did.

BECKETT: What time do you think
he was given the scopolamine?

Between 2:45 and 3:45
the night of the murder.

That's when he was
on that zombie walk.

Someone on the zombie walk
drugged Kyle and sent him after David.

Kyle's innocent.

Far from a random act
of zombie mayhem,

this murder was fiendishly deliberate.
It was meticulously planned.

By someone with a powerful motive.

With access to those drugs.

Who was also at our zombie walk.

But we interviewed those people.

There's no evidence
that David knew any of them

or had anything to do with
the zombie scene.

Well, we know he was down there.
He had to have gone there for a reason.

Maybe our best bet is
to work this through the drug angle.

I got started on that, and I did
some research on scopolamine.

- Nice.
- Quite the Iist of side effects

including drowsiness,
confusion, slurred speech.

- Death.
- Is it available on the street?

It's uncommon, but it's out there.
And get this,

users refer to it as the "zombie drug."

And I know just the zombie
to tell us all about it.

Hey, what is this?
I answered all your guys' questions.

When you were here Iast time,
what were you on?

On? What do you...
What do you mean?

You were under the influence, Paul.

Heavily under the influence.
Was it scopolamine?

Whoa, what now?

Do you use the zombie drug?

I suppose that's possible.

Do any of the other zombies use it?

Some do.

Some say it enhances
the zombie experience.

Where did you get it?

- A guy down there sells the stuff.
- Who? What's his name?

I don't know. I never asked.

Well, describe him.

Dark hair. Tall, over six feet.

Is this him?

Yeah. That's him.

BECKETT: Thanks for
coming in again, Tom.

Sure. Though I'm not sure what I can do.
I heard you caught the guy.

BECKETT: Yeah, well, we just needed
you to help us tie up a few Ioose ends.

So, this is our suspect, Kyle Jennings.

Yeah, I remember from Iast time.

Now, you said that
you've never seen him before?

Well, (CHUCKLES)
he'd be hard to miss, right?

Yeah, it's funny,
'cause Kyle said he saw you.

BECKETT: Yeah, he says
you were at the zombie walk.

You never told us that you're part
of the zombie subculture.

Detective, I'm pre-Iaw.

I have no time for regular culture,
Iet alone subculture.

Tom, you're too modest. A number
of zombies sang your praises.

Yeah, apparently you're the go-to guy

for the real zombie experience
with the scopolamine.

The what?

You're a kid from Ridgewood, Tom.
You don't even have a job.

And yet you manage to afford
a really nice apartment

and you're able to pay your tuition.

I took out student Ioans.

Look,
(STUTTERING) I'm not a drug dealer.

You were trying to get ahead,
you know, make a Iife with Greta.

And then she steps out
with some Wall Street douche

who just would not Iet her go.

BECKETT: David wanted to see Greta
the night that he was killed.

She said no. We canvassed the area.

He was seen sitting in his car
outside of your apartment.

When you Ieft that night,
he followed you to the zombie walk.

I'm betting he told you
he was gonna fight for Greta.

He was handsome, he had money.

The two of them had a history. I mean,
you knew you couldn't compete.

CASTLE: Yeah,
especially if David told Greta

you're nothing but
a Iow-Iife drug dealer.

You had to take matters
into your own hands.

Or, more specifically, Kyle's hands.

BECKETT:
So you had this brilliant plan.

You dosed Kyle with scopolamine,
told him to kill David,

thinking nobody will ever figure it out.

Actually, that Iast part
didn't work out so well.

Yeah.

AII you have is the word
of a few whacked-out zombies.

That's not even close
to probable cause.

Yeah, well, it's all I need
to keep you here for 24 hours.

And by then, I will have my proof.

No, you won't.

BECKETT: He's right.
We've got nothing.

CASTLE: "Nothing" is a strong word.

BECKETT: The only person that can
Iink Tom to the killing is Kyle,

and he doesn't remember anything.

And on top of all of that,

the evidence shows
that Kyle alone committed the murder.

Well, when you put it Iike that,
yes, it sounds a Iittle bleak.

Maybe this is it.

What every homicide cop fears.

The perfect murder.

No, this is not the perfect murder.

- It can't be.
- It happens.

Not to me. Not unless I've written it.
No, we're just missing something.

Like proof. Without it,
we did the only thing we could.

We went at Tom head on,
he didn't blink. We're out of moves.

We got one move Ieft.

We went at Tom head on.
Now we need to go at him sideways.

And I know just what to do.

Greta, I know how you feel.

You're in Iove with Tom
and you want to see the best in him.

But you have to Iook at the facts.

What you're saying isn't true, okay?
None of it is.

Well, then, take the money.

How is he able to pay
for an apartment in Manhattan?

Not by being a drug dealer,
I'II tell you that much.

What about that engagement ring?

How can he afford that?

He said it was his grandmother's.

Greta, you are my Iast chance.

If you don't help me,

an innocent man is
gonna go to prison for Iife.

For David's murder.

No. Tom's the innocent one.

Okay?

You got your killer,
and it's not my fianc?.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Still waiting on that proof of yours.

No?

Nothing?

Ah...

Well, thanks for the hospitality.

Is there a comment card I could fill out
about the Ievel of service I received?

You're free to go.

Take advantage while you can.

Yeah, Greta told me
about your Iittle conversation.

That was your big play?
To use my own fianc?e against me?

She's gonna figure out who you are,
sooner or Iater.

So what are you
gonna do about it then?

Yo, Kyle Jennings made bail.
Got released a couple of hours ago.

Wait. Kyle is out?

His bail was set at $1,000,000.
Where did he get the money?

Turns out he's got an uncle
who's got some serious dough.

I'd steer clear of him, if I was you.

What kind of Iies did you tell him?

BECKETT: We didn't tell him anything.

But Kyle's a smart guy.
He's gonna do the math.

I want police protection.

I thought you didn't do anything wrong.

I didn't, but thanks to you,

Kyle thinks that I did
and now he's out there.

(SCOFFS)

You're releasing me

with knowledge and forethought
that he could attack me.

If he does, think about the Iawsuit
I'II file against you.

Detective Esposito,
please process Mr. Williams

and then escort him to his apartment,
make sure it's clear.

And then after that,
you are on your own.

I'II be sure to check "excellent service"
on that comment card.

I want a patrol car outside the building.

Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen.
I'm gonna come around and Iet you...

(EXCLAIMS)

- Get down! Stay in the car.
- (BASEBALL BAT THUDS)

NYPD! Drop that bat.
Show me your hands.

Ahhh.

(ROARS)

(PANTING)

(DISTORTED VOICE)
I know what you did to me.

I didn't. I didn't.

You made me kill a man.
And now I'm gonna do the same to you.

Kyle, no, please, I...

- I'm very sorry.
- You're Iying.

No, I'm... I swear.

He was gonna take Greta
away from me. I had to do something.

- (GROWLING)
- I'm sorry I used you.

Just, please, please don't...
Don't hurt me.

(EXCLAIMING)

Okay. Enough.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Eh?

(ESPOSITO LAUGHS)

Good actor, huh? I had you going.

Tom Williams, you are under arrest
for the murder of David Lock.

Wait, hang on a second, just... Kyle?

What... Kyle?

(NORMAL VOICE)
Sorry, Kyle couldn't make it.

But he, uh...

(DISTORTED VOICE)
sends his regards.

ESPOSITO: Turn around.

Turn around.

I got to tell you, bro,
coming at me Iike that,

almost made me a believer.

(GROWLING)

Stop it!

Don't do that. You're creeping me out.

(GROWLING QUIETLY)

Yeah, you really nailed it, Kyle.
Your costume is what sold that bit.

Yeah, and by helping us,
you've actually helped yourself.

The DA is Iooking into
dismissing the charges against you

now that he has Tom's confession.

Detective, Mr. Castle,
I don't know how to thank you.

Uh...

Let me borrow the zombie outfit
for another day, we'II call it even.

You know what? Keep it.

You know,
my zombie walking days are over.

I just want to put all this behind me.

(CASTLE EXHALES)

How does somebody put
something Iike that behind them?

He's gonna need therapy.

It helps.

First, he won't even be able
to deal with it.

It's gonna take everything that he's got

to just put one foot in front of the other
and get through the day.

I didn't know
you were seeing a therapist.

Yeah, well,
I didn't wanna make any excuses.

I just wanted to put in the time
and do the work.

But I think I'm almost
where I want to be now.

And where is that?

In a place where I can finally accept
everything that happened that day.

Everything.

I think I understand.

And that wall
that I was telling you about?

I think it's coming down.

Well, I'd Iike to be there when it does.

Yeah, I'd Iike you to be there, too.

Only, without the zombie makeup.

I don't know, I think that
the zombie makeup suits you, Castle.

Yeah, I make it work.

(BECKETT LAUGHS)

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

- (SCREECHING)
- (SCREAMING)

- (LASER GUN FIRING)
- (GASPS)

Victory is mine.

One thousand points!

And that is the icing on the cake
that has been my day.

That's it?

It's over?

(LAUGHING) What? Come on.
AIexis, it's just a game.

A game we started when I was five.
And it's over.

And I'm going to graduate,
Ieave for college

and I'II be there and you'II be here,

and we'II play at Christmas
and during the summer,

but it won't be the same, will it?

No.

But you know what? Things change.

And change is good.

I can't do it.

Do what?

Go that far away.

I want to go away, but not that far.

And I hate myself for it
because my personal motto is,

"Do the thing that you fear the most,"

but every time I get ready
to hit the "send" button

on my acceptance
to Oxford or Stanford,

I get all sick inside.

Well, you follow your heart.

Follow your heart, you can't go wrong.

And my heart is telling me,

"Go to Columbia."

But here's the other thing.

If I do this, you have to promise
not to drop in on me.

If I do this,
you have to give me my space.

Do you think you can do that?

I think I can give a sincere

and solemn oath to try.

- Then...
(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

Best two out of three!

This isn't over.

(DISTORTED VOICE) This isn't over.

(GROWLING)