Castle (2009–2016): Season 5, Episode 14 - Reality Star Struck - full transcript
The corpse of Hannah Green, star of a fashion house reality show, is found in a Manhattan alley, but she has bruises from captivity elsewhere for the day she went missing from the studio. ...
MAN: They were on top of the world
until the financial crisis struck
and they flamed out.
That's when their wives
got busy taking over.
The Wives of Wall Street.
Penelope, the fashion mogul.
You look amazing in my dress!
Margo, the cosmetics queen.
If you weren't my son, I'd fire your ass.
Colette, home decor diva.
Let's sell today, people.
And then, of course, there's Hannah.
What will she do next?
ALL: Don't let anyone stop you
from getting what you want!
MAN: No, no, no.
We need more Hannah.
She's the reason
our numbers are spiking!
We all like this at the network, Peter.
It's balanced.
Maybe that works for
your brain-numbing finance shows,
but this is reality TV.
We need to hype the conflict.
We need the unexpected!
Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Monroe.
The police are calling for you.
There's been a murder.
Okay, okay. Heart-shaped cuff links?
(CHUCKLES)
Could you stop guessing?
Okay, a pony. It's a rocket.
It's a limited-edition Star Wars
lightsaber signed by George Lucas.
Yes, because nothing says
"Happy Valentine's Day"
- like a Star Wars toy.
- (LAUGHS)
Wait, wait, wait.
Please tell me that
you didn't get me a lightsaber for
our first Valentine's Day together.
Please, give me some credit.
You are gonna love what I got you.
And you're gonna love what I got you.
What about you, Espo?
Any plans for
Valentine's Day tomorrow?
Uh, yeah. Investigating a murder.
I see.
Victim was Hannah Green, 23.
She's one of the stars of the show
The Wives of Wall Street.
Her brother's on his way
into the precinct from Jersey.
Wives of Wall Street, the reality show?
Yeah. Seen it?
Just long enough to
make me wanna kill myself.
One minute of lunatics
backstabbing each other is enough.
- Speaking of backstabbing...
- (PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
She almost looks like she's asleep.
ESPOSITO: The bus driver
who came through last night
at 11:15 thought she was.
Wasn't until this morning
anyone realized she was dead.
LANIE: Based on liver temp, the earliest
she could have died is 10:00, 10:30.
Okay. So she was killed in that hour.
ESPOSITO: Looks that way.
There was no purse or cell on the body.
But if she was mugged,
the doer missed that diamond
tennis bracelet on her right wrist.
CASTLE: And if it was a mugger,
he has exquisite taste in cutlery.
That's a Takahara VG chef knife.
Runs about 200 bucks.
That's pretty high-end
for a murder weapon.
LANIE: Well, whoever attacked her,
it looks like she fought back.
She has defensive wounds,
abrasions on her wrist
and some possible genetic material
underneath her fingernails.
I'll run DNA
once I get back to the morgue.
She live in the area?
No. Downtown. Thompson Hotel.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
So, what was she doing up here?
I don't know.
The producer of
The Wives of Wall Street
said they weren't filming in this area.
(PANTING) Hey. Sorry I'm late.
Yeah. Jenny again?
Yeah.
Her temperature spiked this morning,
and suddenly it's showtime.
She's got this baby-making
down to a science.
Sounds romantic.
I feel like a rooster in a hen house.
Except for there's only one hen.
A very bossy hen.
Okay, Espo, you and the rooster
start a canvass
and Castle and I will
talk to the producer,
see if he can give us
any background on Hannah's life.
Look, I am not this person.
Things just happen, and they...
They end up defining you, but it's...
It's not always fair.
- PETER: That's it.
- (CLICKS)
That's the last image
we shot of Hannah.
Poor girl.
Such a loss.
She was ratings gold.
You're gonna have to find who did this.
The audience will wanna know.
Yeah, not to mention her family,
the DA...
Mr. Monroe, when was this shot?
Uh, day before yesterday.
Around 8:00 p.m. Why?
Because she's wearing
the same clothes that we found her in.
That's a full day later.
Do you know
where she went after filming
or why she would've been on
the Upper West Side?
Well, to be honest,
when the cameras go away, so do I.
So I don't even know what
she did on her free time.
In the video, she seems upset.
Any idea what about?
You gotta understand,
we brought Hannah in
to be Penelope's assistant.
You know, mix things up a little bit.
The small-town girl
with the big-time dreams
of becoming a fashion designer.
Will she make it
with The Wives of Wall Street?
She's just milking it for the camera.
They all do.
So it's a reality show,
just without the reality.
I like to think of it as heightened reality.
Reality-ish.
In real reality, did she have problems
with anyone on the show?
Well, you put a bunch of
tough-minded women together,
you're gonna get a spat or two.
But Hannah was part of the family.
Okay. Well, I'm gonna need
all of her tapes
just in case there's something relevant.
Of course.
Although, you might wanna
check out her own family.
I know that she had trouble
with her brother, Charlie Green.
Hannah always wanted to
make it big in the city.
And when she came here, she...
- She lost her way.
- (CLOSES DOOR)
I should've done more.
I was her brother.
I should've protected her.
RYAN: Mr. Green, when was
the last time you talked to Hannah?
Few days ago. I called her. We fought.
About what?
The usual.
About how she was putting her life
out there for the world to see.
What it was doing to the family. She...
She said I didn't understand,
that there was
more going on than I knew.
But to me it was simple.
She needed to come home.
So you didn't approve of her
being on The Wives of Wall Street?
Approve? No. It was killing us.
See, the choices she made,
the way she was living her life,
all of it out there on national television.
And that was before
she started having the affair.
Affair?
You screw my husband,
you think you're welcome here?
He chose me, Penelope.
Deal with it.
(GLASS SHATTERS)
I am coming for you!
So, our victim was sleeping with
the husband of one of the
other women of the show?
Not just sleeping with.
Hannah and Bob moved in together
after Penelope found out about them.
And yet the show's producer
said nothing about it.
I'd say he was covering his own ass-et.
This affair was broadcast
on national television.
Did he really think that
we weren't gonna find out about it?
Oh, my goodness.
It was Penelope, wasn't it?
Ooh, after what Hannah did
to her marriage, I wouldn't blame her.
Okay.
See, Penelope kept her family afloat
after Bob lost his job.
And then she gives Hannah
this, this big break,
and then Hannah repays her
by screwing her worthless
excuse of a husband.
You're a fan of Wives of Wall Street?
Oh, yeah.
It's the best show on TV. Why?
I just assumed that a woman like you
would prefer more sophisticated fare.
Excuse me? What did you just say?
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
- (BEEPS)
- Hey, Lanie. What's up?
I'm sending you a picture of
a fingernail fragment
I pulled from the victim's scalp.
I figured it came from the killer
during the attack.
Can you run DNA?
It's already happening.
- Great. Thank you.
- (BEEPS)
Zito, is it just me or...
- (REMOTE BEEPS)
- (COMPUTER CHIRPS)
Is that a perfect match?
Okay, wait a minute.
You're reading too much into this.
(WOMEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Can you at least wait
until we're done filming?
WOMAN 1: I am not...
WOMAN 2: Not a classy thing to say.
- Oh, my...
- You don't know...
- What?
- Are you serious?
- What do you think?
- All I'm saying is...
We're not canceling the wedding.
I'm just saying that this sucks.
Okay? Hannah dying
a month before our wedding?
Ashley.
Ashley's right. Maybe we should, like,
postpone it or something.
PENELOPE: Postpone?
- For that bitch?
- (ALL GASPING)
MARGO: Penelope!
- Look, it's not like I killed her.
- (WOMEN CHUCKLE)
Excuse me. Ms. Foster?
Detective Beckett. NYPD.
- How do you do?
- I'm fine.
But you are under arrest
for the murder of Hannah Green.
(WOMAN GASPS)
So I guess it is like you killed her.
(LOWERED VOICE) Are you
still rolling? Did you get that?
(DOOR OPENS)
How dare you arrest me
in front of the cast and crew!
(DOOR CLOSES)
You should be more worried
about this, Penelope.
That's a lab report for
a fingernail fragment
found in Hannah's hair.
It's a DNA match to you.
You wanna tell me how it got there?
Because if you won't,
I'm sure your husband, Bob, will.
Bob? (CHUCKLES) Come on.
What do you think he's gonna tell you?
That poor bastard is so stupid,
he thought Hannah actually had
feelings for him and everybody knew
all she wanted to do was
up her profile on the show.
She was just using him!
It was true love.
Hannah and I were in love.
Well, we know your wife, Penelope,
and Hannah had a fight.
Had things been escalating
between them lately?
Hannah and I
never talked about Penelope.
But you lived with Hannah.
Do you know where she was last night?
No. She didn't come home last night,
and I didn't see her all day yesterday.
Was that unusual?
Yeah, I was worried.
But do you really think
Penelope could've killed her?
Hell, yeah, I wanted to kill her.
But with all of America watching?
How stupid do you think I am?
What about the fingernail?
The truth is,
Hannah and I did have a little dust-up.
But not the night that she was killed.
It was the night before.
Okay, so what was
the nature of this "dust-up"?
We were filming confessionals.
Hannah waited for me
outside the studio,
- said she wanted to talk.
- About what?
Margo.
Margo hired Hannah
after I fired her ass.
And no surprise,
Hannah and Margo were
having trouble at work.
And, crazy as it sounds,
that bitch wanted me to re-hire her.
Do you actually expect me to believe
that she asked you for her job back
after she ruined your marriage?
Why do you think I lost it?
I yanked her hair and broke my nail.
But that was it.
She broke free, took off,
and that was the last I saw of Hannah.
And I suppose you won't mind
me asking where you were
between 10:15 and 11:15 last night.
Okay, so the kickboxing teacher
at NoHo Gym
confirms that Penelope was
sweating her ass off downtown
in a class from 10:00 till 11:00.
So, whoever killed Hannah,
it wasn't Penelope Foster.
Okay, then.
Where are we on the murder weapon?
You know what?
There's no fingerprints,
but they did find antimony oxide
on the knife's handle.
A fire retardant, if memory serves.
And also, based on the wound,
it looks like the knife was new
or had never been used.
Hey, guys. Check this out.
A fan took this and posted it to
a Wives of Wall Street fan site
the night of the murder.
That's Hannah.
Yeah, and it was time-stamped.
This is 20 minutes before
she was killed.
Twenty minutes?
So that building must have
something to do with the murder.
- Any idea where it is?
- The photo wasn't geotagged.
But you can see part of
the building's number. Ends in 46.
And I can tell you who lives here.
I know this building.
It's from the show.
This is Margo's place.
Somewhere on the Upper West.
South of 83rd.
Wait, that means Margo
lives right around the corner
from where Hannah was killed.
My mom's just wrapping up a call,
but she'll be right out as soon as...
I will talk to you later.
Here I am. Thank you, sweetheart.
How can I help you?
We just needed to go over
the last 24 hours of Hannah's life
and we were wondering
when was it that you last saw her?
She came by around 10:00 last night
for a few minutes. Why?
Because she was killed around the
corner from here just after leaving.
- That's terrible.
- Yes.
Yes, it is. Would you mind telling us
why she came by?
To apologize.
For what?
After Penelope fired Hannah
for the affair,
I hired her to develop a clothing line
with my son, Stone.
I heard she had talent,
and it wouldn't hurt
to get some screen time.
Bob and Hannah's affair has been
the big story arc these past few months.
Three days ago, she was supposed to
come by and present her ideas.
The Wives of Wall Street cameras
were here and ready to roll,
and Hannah is a no-show.
Did she say why?
No. If it was anyone else,
I would fire her.
But it didn't hurt that
you had a little more screen time.
I know that's crass,
but that's how this works.
When she came that night,
Hannah only said she was sorry
and promised to recommit to her job.
Did she tell you
where she was going afterwards?
No. I, I assumed that
she was going home.
And what did you do when she left?
I jumped on a conference call
with my entertainment attorney
to discuss Stone and Ashley's spin-off.
So, phone records confirm that
Margo made a 56-minute phone call
to her entertainment lawyer at 10:23
from her landline at the apartment.
You know, the truth is,
anyone who subscribes to
the Wives Of Wall Street website
would've known that Hannah was
at Margo's building
- from that photo.
- (CELL PHONE CHIRPS)
They send out text alerts
any time there's a new post.
And they have
hundreds of thousands of subscribers.
Hey, I got a little mystery here.
You mean besides
your Valentine's Day plans?
Shh!
Hannah's financials.
For the past two months,
she's been making
weekly cash deposits of five grand.
Now, I checked with her family,
everyone on the show,
no one knows where it's coming from.
I take it she didn't make it
selling Girl Scout cookies.
Well, maybe it had
something to do with where she was
when she missed the pitch meeting
with Margo on her fashion line.
Credit card charge puts her at a dive
bar in Brooklyn called The Last Stop.
A dive bar? What was she doing there
instead of at
the most important meeting of her life?
I don't know.
The bartender said she was having
a pretty heated discussion
with some dude.
So I got the bartender
sitting down with a sketch artist,
see if we can figure out who he is.
Hey.
Sorry, I had to run home and...
Cock-a-doodle-doo?
(LAUGHS) That's good.
Uh, yeah.
Tomorrow's going to be
the least romantic Valentine's Day ever.
- Oh, thank you.
- Yeah.
So, I had Tech looking into
Hannah's last 24 hours
after her fight with Penelope
and before showing up at Margo's.
And did they find anything useful?
They didn't find anything at all.
She didn't make any calls,
didn't answer any calls, sent no texts,
she didn't even log on to her e-mail
or any other online accounts.
No digital fingerprint whatsoever.
Looks like she disappeared.
Why would she go radio silent
for 24 hours?
And where the hell was she?
LANIE: I'll tell you where she was.
Madagascar.
As in the country
off the southeastern coast of Africa
made famous by
the adorable animated film?
Yep. The material I found
underneath her fingernails?
Not skin from an attacker.
It's Alluaudia.
And what is Alluaudia?
"A rare, spiny plant,
"cultivated primarily in Madagascar."
So, how did it get under her fingernails?
Beats me. As for her defensive wounds,
they were not sustained
at the time of murder.
They're from 24 hours prior.
That's about the time
that she went off the grid.
Which means
there's gotta be a connection.
Well, I think there is.
Remember this abrasion?
- Yeah.
- Well, I figured out what caused it.
Her diamond tennis bracelet.
But wasn't that on her right wrist?
- Good memory.
- So, her wrists were tied together.
Tight, and for several hours.
Now it's making sense.
Wearing the same clothes overnight.
The radio silence.
And the defensive wounds
24 hours prior to death.
Hannah was held hostage.
If Hannah was being held hostage,
then why didn't she report it?
And how did she get
magically transported to Madagascar?
CASTLE: And why would she
go afterwards to Margo's
to apologize for missing work?
It has to have something to do
with those $5,000 payments
and that meeting with that mystery man
at the bar in Brooklyn.
It all seems so random.
I mean, I know by the end of this,
all of these clues will fit together
beautifully in a murderous mosaic.
But how?
Wait!
Is this your Valentine's Day gift to me?
A complex mystery
where nothing makes sense?
You know me so well.
I hate to interrupt
your little, uh, love connection,
but I checked traffic cameras.
I found footage of Hannah
arriving at Margo's building in a taxi.
I got the medallion
and talked to the cabbie
whose log showed that
he picked up Hannah at 78th and Lex.
Did he say where
she was coming from?
- Building, store?
- He didn't know.
He said she was standing on the corner
when she flagged him down.
Well, then,
she could've come from anywhere.
There's no way
we can narrow that down, bro.
Maybe there is.
I spoke to a regulator at
the Department of Agriculture.
It seems Alluaudia is used in
green sustainable architecture.
In rugs, flooring, wallpaper.
Possibly from a building nearby.
All right. Espo, you get uniforms to
canvass the area around 78th and Lex.
Let's see if there's any
green sustainable buildings
that might use
that Allu-whatever-the-plant-is.
As you wish.
CASTLE: Captain Gates,
participating in the case,
engaging in idle speculation.
We are not so different, you and I.
There's a difference. We're different.
You know,
this could actually be our big break.
Only, we may not have gotten to it
if I hadn't recognized
Margo's building in that photo.
Which is why I think each of you
should watch some
Wives of Wall Street episodes tonight.
For the good of the case.
So, would you like to come over
for a little viewing party?
So you can badger me about what
I'm getting you for Valentine's Day?
No, thanks. I think I will pass.
Okay, but I'm warning you,
I'm kind of competitive
when it comes to giving gifts.
Don't feel bad
if yours isn't as good as mine.
What if it's better?
- Better?
- Mmm-hmm.
How could it possibly be better?
Oh, I guess it just depends on
what you got me.
MARTHA: Oh, Richard,
these are breathtaking.
- Beckett is going to love them, Dad.
- (CHUCKLES)
Right? She'll have a tough time
competing with that.
One of the perils of dating a gift ninja.
Ooh, you wanna be a real ninja?
You just slip these into her coat pocket
- when she's not looking.
- Ooh.
Mother, I like that idea.
The element of surprise, the ninja way.
What about you, Alexis?
Any plans with Max?
We're just going to study together.
Doesn't sound very special.
Well, I think we'll mostly just
study each other's eyes.
And you, Mother? Any special plans?
We're gonna do dramatic readings
of love letters at my studio.
Well, that's nice.
And speaking of drama,
would anyone like to join me for
a screening of Wives of Wall Street?
Popcorn included.
Two-hour lunches
are not acceptable, Hannah.
We're running a business here.
I wasn't at lunch.
I was getting fabric samples.
That is no excuse for being late.
You are not in Kansas anymore, Toto.
Shoot me now.
Boy, I wish I had had
these reality shows in my day.
No script, overacting,
screaming at everybody. What a gig.
Now, I have written new promo copy.
Proofread it.
(CASTLE MUNCHING)
PENELOPE: So, what's going on
between you two?
Nothing. What do you mean?
You're sleeping with her,
aren't you, Bob?
No. No. (LAUGHS)
Don't lie to me!
You're screwing Hannah, admit it!
- Admit it!
- (CLATTERS)
Yes! All right?
I'm sorry!
- (CONTINUES CRUNCHING)
- He chose me, Penelope.
Deal with it.
(SHATTERS)
You come near me again
and I will rip your throat out.
MAN: Coming up next week:
Margo's son, Stone,
who's learning the
family business from mom,
and Colette's daughter, Ashley,
budding ceramics entrepreneur,
get engaged.
Strap in as their moms get busy
planning their fairytale wedding.
MAN: Coming up next:
The Shark Pool,
with bad boy billionaire, Mike Chilean.
(AUSTRALIAN ACCENT)
You're funded!
Oh, my God, Dad.
You're still watching?
I...
I can't feel my butt.
- (BELL DINGS)
- That's exactly what I mean.
Hannah didn't stand a chance.
I mean, she's a small-town,
naive young woman,
she was chum to piranhas!
Yeah, but look what she did to Bob.
Okay, okay.
Do you really think
that she played him?
That Penelope was right about that?
Oh, that girl was smarter than
anybody gave her credit for.
You know what? I think you're right.
What about you, Detective?
Did you watch
Wives of Wall Street last night?
I watched an episode.
Just one episode?
That's like eating one potato chip.
I usually just eat one potato chip.
So what's the status
on the canvass, Detective?
Uniforms are still making their way
through every building
that uses any trace of Alluaudia
on the Upper East Side.
So, nothing yet.
Yo, you guys aren't gonna believe this.
The sketch of the guy
that Hannah met in Brooklyn,
out at that little restaurant, just came in.
Was anyone at the bar able to ID him?
They didn't need to.
That's Mike Chilean!
The crazy billionaire?
And the entrepreneur host of
the Financial Channel's
other hit reality TV show,
The Shark Pool.
So, why would Hannah
ditch her shot
to pitch Margo a clothing line
to meet with Chilean
at a seedy bar in Brooklyn?
Meeting at that dump was her idea.
Me, I'm more of a Le Cirque guy.
But she said she needed privacy.
For what?
We met last month
at a Financial Channel party.
She was cute, and young.
Then, a few days ago,
she calls me out of the blue
and asks to meet.
So it was a date?
That's what I thought, yes.
But when I get there...
(EXHALES)
She goes all Shark Pool on me,
starts pitching her idea for
a vegan, organic, hipster clothing line.
Wait, she asked you to
fund her clothing line?
Margo Gower was set to
back it on the show.
That was the weird part.
I was ready to offer her financing.
Her name recognition from the show
almost guarantees a profit.
But then she says,
"What if I were to leave the show?
Would that make a difference?"
She told you
that she might leave the show?
Yep. So, I said,
"Yes, sweetie,
that would make a big difference."
Without the show,
her brand isn't worth jack.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Why would Hannah
suddenly wanna leave the show
after everything she ever dreamed of
started happening for her?
Well, whatever was going on,
she clearly wanted to
keep it under wraps.
Hey, uniforms just got a hit
on the canvass from a pretzel vendor
who saw Hannah
walk into a nearby building
right in our abduction time frame.
Records show it's LEED-certified
green construction.
Any evidence of
Alluaudia in the building?
I checked. It's in the wallpaper.
She was held hostage
someplace in that building.
Find out where.
- Castle, let's go.
- On my way.
You got the wrong blazer there.
No, I don't. Let's go.
Is everything all right, Mr. Castle?
Uh...
Castle!
Come on.
MAN: Yeah, that's definitely her.
Have you ever seen her
in the building before?
No, it was just the one time
the other night.
I was doing rounds
when I saw her go into 29-J.
And who owns 29-J?
Ocean Terrace Holdings.
It's a corporation.
Is there a name listed on it?
Uh, no. A lot of people buy units
under corporate names
- for privacy, so...
- (POUNDING)
Wait, wait, wait. Do you hear that?
Sounds like someone
pounding on a wall.
(POUNDING CONTINUES)
(POUNDING QUICKENS)
(GASPS)
Penelope?
(PANTING)
And Bob?
You two are back...
Spoiler alert!
Bob and Penelope together?
I can't believe it!
I know, right?
Neither of them
is talking about Hannah.
GATES: Well, clearly, they have
a lot more to hide than the fact
that they were sleeping together.
Well, this is a plot twist
I didn't see coming.
Hey, so I did some digging
into the apartment.
Ocean Terrace Holdings,
it's a shell company owned by Bob.
The lease began just after
he and Hannah started their affair.
GATES: That's odd.
When Bob left Penelope,
he moved into
the Thompson Hotel with Hannah.
So, why would he lease
another apartment?
ESPOSITO: Yo.
I looked into Penelope's financials.
Remember those $5,000 payments
that Hannah got?
They line up exactly with withdrawals
that Penelope made
from her checking account.
Penelope was paying Hannah?
Why would she do that?
There's no way to know
unless we get her to talk.
I'm sorry, have you seen the show?
Penelope is the strong one.
If anyone's gonna talk,
it's Bob.
But he's not.
And my guess is
he's afraid of Penelope.
Well, then perhaps it's time to
tear a page from Penelope's playbook.
- Come on, you guys aren't actually...
- Couldn't hurt.
(SIGHS)
I told you, I have nothing to...
Did I say you could talk?
Did someone give you permission to
open your sorry little mouth?
No! So, sit down, shut up and listen!
We know that apartment's yours, Bob!
We know that Hannah
was held hostage there.
Which means
I can nail you for kidnapping.
That's 20 years, easy.
BOB: What? No, I...
BECKETT: But you know what?
I'm not gonna stop there,
I am going to fry you for murder.
Wait, me? I didn't kill her.
Don't lie to me!
You locked her up,
you held her hostage.
Who does that to
someone that they love,
you lying sack of...
(CLATTERS)
- (STOMPS)
- We weren't in love, okay?
It was a lie! The whole thing was a lie!
There was no relationship!
Hannah and I were never even together!
BOTH: What?
We only did it for the ratings.
The ratings?
Ashley and Stone's engagement was
sucking up all the attention
on the show.
Penelope's screen time was dropping,
which was killing her clothing sales.
She was out of her mind.
So we came up with a plan.
Hannah was reluctant at first,
but Penelope can be pretty persuasive.
So the $5,000
that Penelope was paying Hannah,
that was to fake a relationship?
We never intended for it to end like this.
(SIGHS)
(EXHALES)
What happened, Bob?
The other night,
after taping her confessional,
Hannah said she needed to talk.
Well, the three of us
couldn't be seen together,
so we met at the apartment.
She told us she couldn't bear
everyone thinking
she was this home-wrecker.
She couldn't go on living a lie.
Yeah, she said
she was gonna go public.
Reveal the affair
had been faked all along.
That's a pretty big bombshell.
How'd you guys take it?
How'd we take it? We panicked.
If we let her go through with it,
it would blow up the show.
We'd lose all credibility,
no one would
buy Penelope's clothes anymore.
Plus, we'd be in breach of contract
and the show could sue us for
every cent we had.
Our whole lives would be ruined.
So then you guys tied her up?
We didn't know what to do.
So, a whole day went by,
we realized we
couldn't hold her forever.
So we made a call.
So who'd you call?
Bob!
Who'd you call?
Peter Monroe.
The Wives of Wall Street producer?
Hey, we needed help.
It's his show.
He had as much to lose as we did.
What did you tell him?
Everything.
Then he came over
and told Penelope and me to leave,
that he would handle Hannah.
And we thought he was just gonna
talk some sense into her, you know,
maybe sweeten her deal.
But the next thing we knew,
Hannah was dead.
I'm so sorry, sir.
I tried to stop them, but...
- Jeff, get out of here.
- Right.
Mr. Monroe, are you pathologically
incapable of telling the truth?
Well, that depends. What's this about?
Your role in Hannah's murder.
Whoa. I had nothing to do
with her murder.
Bob thinks you did.
We know about him calling you
from the apartment about Hannah
just before she died.
Okay, Penelope and Bob called me.
Couple of moron idiots.
Taking her hostage like that.
So you went over there.
Of course I went over there.
Hell, I saved her from
those two lunatics.
I'm the good guy.
You know what I did when I got there?
I let her go. Water?
Please. Look, if Hannah exposed
that your main storyline was fake,
your show would go down in flames.
The fans would be outraged.
Hell, I'm outraged.
I was trying to stop her.
I offered Hannah more money,
her own series,
anything she wanted to
not blow the lid off the show.
I mean, (EXHALES)
She was gonna ruin everything.
I begged her to stay.
I followed her out
and gave her every decent pitch I had.
But she wouldn't deal.
She got into a taxi,
and I never saw her again.
Here's a better story.
You grabbed a knife
and you followed her.
No, I didn't, I swear.
I went straight to The Players Club.
Ordered a couple of cocktails
and waited for my world
to start to cave in.
But nothing happened.
Next morning,
I found out that she was dead.
So, the manager at The Players Club
confirms that
Monroe was there from 10:00 p.m.
Till well after midnight.
He's not our guy.
Which leaves Margo.
'Cause that's where Hannah went next.
But after being held hostage
and demanding to leave the show,
I doubt she went there
to recommit to the job.
Margo had to have been lying to us.
ESPOSITO: Margo was lying, all right.
She told you she buzzed up
Hannah that night, right?
- Mmm-hmm.
- That's impossible.
The buzzer in the building
connects through her phone.
According to the phone records,
Hannah was buzzed up at 9:57 p.m.
Well, according to Margo's financials,
at almost exactly the same time,
9:58 p.m.,
she was using her credit card
at Lorenzo's Deli 10 blocks away.
Thanks, Espo.
Margo's got some explaining to do.
If she didn't buzz Hannah in,
then who did?
And why would she lie about it?
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Castle, what's going on
with you and Gates today?
What do you mean?
Seriously, Castle,
what were you thinking?
Well, I wanted to surprise you.
By putting my gift in Gates' blazer?
Okay, I'm surprised.
Well, why do you and Gates
have to wear such similar blazers?
Did you write a note?
Of course I wrote a note. I'm a writer.
Was it romantic?
It's Valentine's Day, so, yeah,
it was romantic.
Did you put my name on it?
Oh, God, Castle, please,
did you put my name on it?
I can't remember.
I put my name on it, I know that much.
If Gates finds out that we're dating,
then that's it.
We're not gonna be
working together anymore.
Why do you think I've been
trying so hard to get it back?
We will get it back.
Right when we get to the precinct.
But right now we got a murder to solve.
Maybe our last.
- (BEEPS)
- (BUZZER SOUNDS)
Come in.
Thanks for buzzing us in.
What can I do for you?
You know, the interesting thing
about this building is that
the buzzer system
runs through your telephone.
So?
So anytime someone gets buzzed up,
it gets time-stamped.
And since we know you were
at Lorenzo's Deli buying onions,
you couldn't have buzzed Hannah up
the night of the murder.
Which means somebody else did.
Why did you lie to us?
From watching the show,
I know that your husband is in Brussels
working on a deal,
so it couldn't have been him.
Which leaves only one other person
living in this house.
Your son, Stone.
He worked with Hannah, didn't he?
I don't like what you're implying.
Were they having problems
with each other?
Where is Stone right now, Ms. Gower?
I don't know. He's an adult.
Really?
Because in Season 3, Episode 5,
you said that you are your son's keeper,
always knowing where he is
and what he's doing.
Looks like one of us
did their homework.
Now, Ms. Gower, where is Stone?
I would like to talk to my attorney.
Entertainment or criminal?
- Sir, we got him.
- Where's he headed?
Stone bought a one-way ticket
to Buenos Aires.
Flight departs in an hour.
Bob and Penelope fake their break-up,
and now poor, sweet,
innocent Stone's a killer?
Is anything real on that reality show?
Just the headache I get when I watch it.
Call TSA.
Do not let him get on that flight.
(WHISPERS) Oh, my God.
Why the sudden trip
to Argentina, Stone?
I just needed a little time away.
We know that Hannah
showed up at your apartment
the night that she was killed.
And we know that you let her in.
CASTLE: And then, for some reason,
your mother lied about it.
Now, why would she do that?
Was it because Hannah told you that
she was gonna blow up the show,
and you suddenly saw your dreams of
an Ashley-Stone spin-off
going out the window?
Is that why your mom lied?
Because you followed Hannah out of
the apartment and you killed her?
I didn't kill her!
Don't you guys get it?
I was in love with her.
Whoa, love?
What about Ashley?
That was my mom's idea.
Look, I like Ash.
We've known each other
since we were kids.
But... (SIGHS)
Then I met Hannah.
We bonded over being forced into
things that weren't really us.
Did anyone else
know about the two of you?
No. There was too much at stake.
For the past few weeks,
Hannah just couldn't take it anymore,
what the show was doing to her,
her family.
She was looking for a way out.
We both were.
But the lies had just gotten so big.
Her fake affair, my engagement.
Ash and my mom,
they were counting on that spin-off.
What happened
the night that Hannah showed up?
She was hysterical.
She said she wanted to
leave town right away.
That it was now or never.
And I was going to, but...
But what?
(SIGHS)
Then my mom came home.
When she found out
about our relationship,
she went crazy. She threw Hannah out.
But the worst part
was that Hannah begged me
to go with her.
But I couldn't.
In the moment when she needed me
to stand up to my mother,
I couldn't.
CASTLE: Stone,
did your mother go after her?
No.
As soon as Hannah left,
I knew I'd made a mistake.
So, I ran out
to catch up with her in the street.
And I kissed her, I told her I loved her.
(SIGHS) But she said it was too late.
She never wanted to
see any of us again.
Can anyone verify your whereabouts
after you and Hannah
went your separate ways?
I took a long walk, so no.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
So, what do you think?
Do you believe him?
He had motive, she was leaving him.
And he was the last one
to see her alive,
a block away from where
she was killed, so...
Only problem is
- we don't have any proof.
- (MOUTHS WORDS)
We can't tie Stone to the crime scene.
RYAN: Actually, we can.
On a hunch,
I took a look at his wedding registry.
Turns out that Ashley and Stone
were registered
for a set of Takahara VG knives,
including the 240-millimeter,
which shipped out three weeks ago.
The lab report did say that
it was a new knife.
- Then that seals it.
- No, not necessarily.
We're forgetting wedding etiquette.
The gifts don't go to the groom.
Thank you for coming, Ashley.
Anything I can do to help.
You must be so busy
planning for the wedding right now
and dealing with all of the gifts.
Oh, yeah. (LAUGHS)
Well, we know that your cousin bought
you that set of Takahara VG knives,
the ones that you have on your registry.
Okay. (LAUGHS)
The funny thing is
when we went to your apartment,
you don't have the 240-millimeter.
Isn't it just a little weird that she
wouldn't get you the whole set?
You were in my apartment?
Yeah, we also went to
your ceramics studio as well.
Your work is lovely, by the way.
The colors of your glazes are stunning.
I mean, it must take a lot of work to
get them just right. A lot of chemicals.
Like the antimony oxide we found,
for example.
What is that for?
It's an opacifier.
It makes things opaque.
Only in this case,
it seems to make things clearer.
The knife that was used
in Hannah's murder,
we found traces of antimony oxide on it.
From you.
No.
You got an alert on your phone
from the fan site, didn't you?
That photo of Hannah
at Stone's apartment.
I mean,
you already had your suspicions,
it just confirmed your worst fears.
No. No.
I think we're done here.
I'm gonna go. Excuse me.
(JANGLING KE YS)
Excuse me, I...
Just let me find my keys and I will go.
(JANGLING CONTINUES)
- (PURSE AND KE YS THUD)
- Fine!
(INHALES SHARPLY)
I had my suspicions.
And when I saw that picture,
I grabbed the knife, just to scare her.
But when I got there,
Stone was kissing her!
And saying he loved her!
I couldn't just let her steal my fiance!
Our spin-off was in final negotiations,
for God's sakes.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(EXHALES)
(PANTING)
So, when Stone left, I followed Hannah,
I put an end to the threat.
The next generation
of The Wives of Wall Street,
and Ashley takes it to
a whole new level.
Well, maybe she was just
following their motto,
"Don't let anyone stop you from
getting what you want."
As if being on TV somehow made her
immune to the consequences.
You know,
at least we can tell Hannah's family
that the affair wasn't real,
that she was actually
planning on going home.
Speaking of consequences,
(WHISPERS)
Why hasn't Gates said anything yet?
(WHISPERS) Yeah, I don't know.
Maybe she's choosing to ignore it.
Or just biding her time,
like a shark.
Night, guys. Happy Valentine's Day.
Once more unto the breach?
Actually, Jenny just texted me
and I have the night off.
I mean, we'll probably still, you know,
but tonight, it'll be for romantic reasons.
Yeah.
Hey, Espo, your date's here.
I knew they had plans.
You knew they had plans
and you didn't tell me?
Yeah, because she asked me
to keep it a secret.
This is a really big deal for them.
She doesn't want you
making fun of 'em.
I wouldn't make fun...
(LAUGHING) No, that's not true.
Fish in a barrel.
(GASPS) Oh.
Lanie, you look great.
Yeah? It's not too much?
No. It might be
a little too much for Castle.
- Eyes up, bud.
- I do.
You look amazing, Lanie.
- Thanks, Javi.
- Mmm-hmm.
So, what's the plan?
Reservations at Le Fourneau.
(LANIE GASPS) French?
I love French.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Ooh!
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
Ah, the magic of Valentine's Day
is upon us.
GATES: Mr. Castle.
My office. Now.
And there it goes.
Did you really think that I, of all people,
would be okay with this?
No. I thought I...
"You are beauty,
passion and fierce intellect.
"Be my Valentine. Rick."
Is that all I wrote in there?
Isn't that enough?
What the hell is wrong with you?
I'm a married woman.
I know. I know. I know. I just thought...
Is this some lame, hair-brained scheme
to garner favor with me?
Yeah. That's what this is.
Well, it backfired.
And I am willing to forget
that this ever happened
if you assure me that
you can tame your childish nonsense
and accord me some respect.
I will. I can. I will.
And now I will go home
to my husband,
because I'm his Valentine.
(DOOR OPENS)
She already hated you, Castle,
so it doesn't sound like
you're any worse off.
I do respect the way
she handled it, though.
Strong. Decisive.
I feel like somehow it brought us closer.
I am sorry about the earrings, though.
Yeah, me, too. They were stunning.
Hmm. I will get you something else
even more beautiful.
Just try not to give it to
another woman first.
That would be nice.
- Which reminds me...
- Hmm?
(WHISPERS) What did you get me?
Open it.
(WHISPERS)
Maybe it's in another drawer.
It is the drawer.
It's your drawer.
I mean, I know it's not a lightsaber.
No.
It's perfect.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Now take your clothes off,
put them in your drawer,
and meet me in the bed.
(WHISPERS) Seriously?
until the financial crisis struck
and they flamed out.
That's when their wives
got busy taking over.
The Wives of Wall Street.
Penelope, the fashion mogul.
You look amazing in my dress!
Margo, the cosmetics queen.
If you weren't my son, I'd fire your ass.
Colette, home decor diva.
Let's sell today, people.
And then, of course, there's Hannah.
What will she do next?
ALL: Don't let anyone stop you
from getting what you want!
MAN: No, no, no.
We need more Hannah.
She's the reason
our numbers are spiking!
We all like this at the network, Peter.
It's balanced.
Maybe that works for
your brain-numbing finance shows,
but this is reality TV.
We need to hype the conflict.
We need the unexpected!
Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Monroe.
The police are calling for you.
There's been a murder.
Okay, okay. Heart-shaped cuff links?
(CHUCKLES)
Could you stop guessing?
Okay, a pony. It's a rocket.
It's a limited-edition Star Wars
lightsaber signed by George Lucas.
Yes, because nothing says
"Happy Valentine's Day"
- like a Star Wars toy.
- (LAUGHS)
Wait, wait, wait.
Please tell me that
you didn't get me a lightsaber for
our first Valentine's Day together.
Please, give me some credit.
You are gonna love what I got you.
And you're gonna love what I got you.
What about you, Espo?
Any plans for
Valentine's Day tomorrow?
Uh, yeah. Investigating a murder.
I see.
Victim was Hannah Green, 23.
She's one of the stars of the show
The Wives of Wall Street.
Her brother's on his way
into the precinct from Jersey.
Wives of Wall Street, the reality show?
Yeah. Seen it?
Just long enough to
make me wanna kill myself.
One minute of lunatics
backstabbing each other is enough.
- Speaking of backstabbing...
- (PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
She almost looks like she's asleep.
ESPOSITO: The bus driver
who came through last night
at 11:15 thought she was.
Wasn't until this morning
anyone realized she was dead.
LANIE: Based on liver temp, the earliest
she could have died is 10:00, 10:30.
Okay. So she was killed in that hour.
ESPOSITO: Looks that way.
There was no purse or cell on the body.
But if she was mugged,
the doer missed that diamond
tennis bracelet on her right wrist.
CASTLE: And if it was a mugger,
he has exquisite taste in cutlery.
That's a Takahara VG chef knife.
Runs about 200 bucks.
That's pretty high-end
for a murder weapon.
LANIE: Well, whoever attacked her,
it looks like she fought back.
She has defensive wounds,
abrasions on her wrist
and some possible genetic material
underneath her fingernails.
I'll run DNA
once I get back to the morgue.
She live in the area?
No. Downtown. Thompson Hotel.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
So, what was she doing up here?
I don't know.
The producer of
The Wives of Wall Street
said they weren't filming in this area.
(PANTING) Hey. Sorry I'm late.
Yeah. Jenny again?
Yeah.
Her temperature spiked this morning,
and suddenly it's showtime.
She's got this baby-making
down to a science.
Sounds romantic.
I feel like a rooster in a hen house.
Except for there's only one hen.
A very bossy hen.
Okay, Espo, you and the rooster
start a canvass
and Castle and I will
talk to the producer,
see if he can give us
any background on Hannah's life.
Look, I am not this person.
Things just happen, and they...
They end up defining you, but it's...
It's not always fair.
- PETER: That's it.
- (CLICKS)
That's the last image
we shot of Hannah.
Poor girl.
Such a loss.
She was ratings gold.
You're gonna have to find who did this.
The audience will wanna know.
Yeah, not to mention her family,
the DA...
Mr. Monroe, when was this shot?
Uh, day before yesterday.
Around 8:00 p.m. Why?
Because she's wearing
the same clothes that we found her in.
That's a full day later.
Do you know
where she went after filming
or why she would've been on
the Upper West Side?
Well, to be honest,
when the cameras go away, so do I.
So I don't even know what
she did on her free time.
In the video, she seems upset.
Any idea what about?
You gotta understand,
we brought Hannah in
to be Penelope's assistant.
You know, mix things up a little bit.
The small-town girl
with the big-time dreams
of becoming a fashion designer.
Will she make it
with The Wives of Wall Street?
She's just milking it for the camera.
They all do.
So it's a reality show,
just without the reality.
I like to think of it as heightened reality.
Reality-ish.
In real reality, did she have problems
with anyone on the show?
Well, you put a bunch of
tough-minded women together,
you're gonna get a spat or two.
But Hannah was part of the family.
Okay. Well, I'm gonna need
all of her tapes
just in case there's something relevant.
Of course.
Although, you might wanna
check out her own family.
I know that she had trouble
with her brother, Charlie Green.
Hannah always wanted to
make it big in the city.
And when she came here, she...
- She lost her way.
- (CLOSES DOOR)
I should've done more.
I was her brother.
I should've protected her.
RYAN: Mr. Green, when was
the last time you talked to Hannah?
Few days ago. I called her. We fought.
About what?
The usual.
About how she was putting her life
out there for the world to see.
What it was doing to the family. She...
She said I didn't understand,
that there was
more going on than I knew.
But to me it was simple.
She needed to come home.
So you didn't approve of her
being on The Wives of Wall Street?
Approve? No. It was killing us.
See, the choices she made,
the way she was living her life,
all of it out there on national television.
And that was before
she started having the affair.
Affair?
You screw my husband,
you think you're welcome here?
He chose me, Penelope.
Deal with it.
(GLASS SHATTERS)
I am coming for you!
So, our victim was sleeping with
the husband of one of the
other women of the show?
Not just sleeping with.
Hannah and Bob moved in together
after Penelope found out about them.
And yet the show's producer
said nothing about it.
I'd say he was covering his own ass-et.
This affair was broadcast
on national television.
Did he really think that
we weren't gonna find out about it?
Oh, my goodness.
It was Penelope, wasn't it?
Ooh, after what Hannah did
to her marriage, I wouldn't blame her.
Okay.
See, Penelope kept her family afloat
after Bob lost his job.
And then she gives Hannah
this, this big break,
and then Hannah repays her
by screwing her worthless
excuse of a husband.
You're a fan of Wives of Wall Street?
Oh, yeah.
It's the best show on TV. Why?
I just assumed that a woman like you
would prefer more sophisticated fare.
Excuse me? What did you just say?
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
- (BEEPS)
- Hey, Lanie. What's up?
I'm sending you a picture of
a fingernail fragment
I pulled from the victim's scalp.
I figured it came from the killer
during the attack.
Can you run DNA?
It's already happening.
- Great. Thank you.
- (BEEPS)
Zito, is it just me or...
- (REMOTE BEEPS)
- (COMPUTER CHIRPS)
Is that a perfect match?
Okay, wait a minute.
You're reading too much into this.
(WOMEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Can you at least wait
until we're done filming?
WOMAN 1: I am not...
WOMAN 2: Not a classy thing to say.
- Oh, my...
- You don't know...
- What?
- Are you serious?
- What do you think?
- All I'm saying is...
We're not canceling the wedding.
I'm just saying that this sucks.
Okay? Hannah dying
a month before our wedding?
Ashley.
Ashley's right. Maybe we should, like,
postpone it or something.
PENELOPE: Postpone?
- For that bitch?
- (ALL GASPING)
MARGO: Penelope!
- Look, it's not like I killed her.
- (WOMEN CHUCKLE)
Excuse me. Ms. Foster?
Detective Beckett. NYPD.
- How do you do?
- I'm fine.
But you are under arrest
for the murder of Hannah Green.
(WOMAN GASPS)
So I guess it is like you killed her.
(LOWERED VOICE) Are you
still rolling? Did you get that?
(DOOR OPENS)
How dare you arrest me
in front of the cast and crew!
(DOOR CLOSES)
You should be more worried
about this, Penelope.
That's a lab report for
a fingernail fragment
found in Hannah's hair.
It's a DNA match to you.
You wanna tell me how it got there?
Because if you won't,
I'm sure your husband, Bob, will.
Bob? (CHUCKLES) Come on.
What do you think he's gonna tell you?
That poor bastard is so stupid,
he thought Hannah actually had
feelings for him and everybody knew
all she wanted to do was
up her profile on the show.
She was just using him!
It was true love.
Hannah and I were in love.
Well, we know your wife, Penelope,
and Hannah had a fight.
Had things been escalating
between them lately?
Hannah and I
never talked about Penelope.
But you lived with Hannah.
Do you know where she was last night?
No. She didn't come home last night,
and I didn't see her all day yesterday.
Was that unusual?
Yeah, I was worried.
But do you really think
Penelope could've killed her?
Hell, yeah, I wanted to kill her.
But with all of America watching?
How stupid do you think I am?
What about the fingernail?
The truth is,
Hannah and I did have a little dust-up.
But not the night that she was killed.
It was the night before.
Okay, so what was
the nature of this "dust-up"?
We were filming confessionals.
Hannah waited for me
outside the studio,
- said she wanted to talk.
- About what?
Margo.
Margo hired Hannah
after I fired her ass.
And no surprise,
Hannah and Margo were
having trouble at work.
And, crazy as it sounds,
that bitch wanted me to re-hire her.
Do you actually expect me to believe
that she asked you for her job back
after she ruined your marriage?
Why do you think I lost it?
I yanked her hair and broke my nail.
But that was it.
She broke free, took off,
and that was the last I saw of Hannah.
And I suppose you won't mind
me asking where you were
between 10:15 and 11:15 last night.
Okay, so the kickboxing teacher
at NoHo Gym
confirms that Penelope was
sweating her ass off downtown
in a class from 10:00 till 11:00.
So, whoever killed Hannah,
it wasn't Penelope Foster.
Okay, then.
Where are we on the murder weapon?
You know what?
There's no fingerprints,
but they did find antimony oxide
on the knife's handle.
A fire retardant, if memory serves.
And also, based on the wound,
it looks like the knife was new
or had never been used.
Hey, guys. Check this out.
A fan took this and posted it to
a Wives of Wall Street fan site
the night of the murder.
That's Hannah.
Yeah, and it was time-stamped.
This is 20 minutes before
she was killed.
Twenty minutes?
So that building must have
something to do with the murder.
- Any idea where it is?
- The photo wasn't geotagged.
But you can see part of
the building's number. Ends in 46.
And I can tell you who lives here.
I know this building.
It's from the show.
This is Margo's place.
Somewhere on the Upper West.
South of 83rd.
Wait, that means Margo
lives right around the corner
from where Hannah was killed.
My mom's just wrapping up a call,
but she'll be right out as soon as...
I will talk to you later.
Here I am. Thank you, sweetheart.
How can I help you?
We just needed to go over
the last 24 hours of Hannah's life
and we were wondering
when was it that you last saw her?
She came by around 10:00 last night
for a few minutes. Why?
Because she was killed around the
corner from here just after leaving.
- That's terrible.
- Yes.
Yes, it is. Would you mind telling us
why she came by?
To apologize.
For what?
After Penelope fired Hannah
for the affair,
I hired her to develop a clothing line
with my son, Stone.
I heard she had talent,
and it wouldn't hurt
to get some screen time.
Bob and Hannah's affair has been
the big story arc these past few months.
Three days ago, she was supposed to
come by and present her ideas.
The Wives of Wall Street cameras
were here and ready to roll,
and Hannah is a no-show.
Did she say why?
No. If it was anyone else,
I would fire her.
But it didn't hurt that
you had a little more screen time.
I know that's crass,
but that's how this works.
When she came that night,
Hannah only said she was sorry
and promised to recommit to her job.
Did she tell you
where she was going afterwards?
No. I, I assumed that
she was going home.
And what did you do when she left?
I jumped on a conference call
with my entertainment attorney
to discuss Stone and Ashley's spin-off.
So, phone records confirm that
Margo made a 56-minute phone call
to her entertainment lawyer at 10:23
from her landline at the apartment.
You know, the truth is,
anyone who subscribes to
the Wives Of Wall Street website
would've known that Hannah was
at Margo's building
- from that photo.
- (CELL PHONE CHIRPS)
They send out text alerts
any time there's a new post.
And they have
hundreds of thousands of subscribers.
Hey, I got a little mystery here.
You mean besides
your Valentine's Day plans?
Shh!
Hannah's financials.
For the past two months,
she's been making
weekly cash deposits of five grand.
Now, I checked with her family,
everyone on the show,
no one knows where it's coming from.
I take it she didn't make it
selling Girl Scout cookies.
Well, maybe it had
something to do with where she was
when she missed the pitch meeting
with Margo on her fashion line.
Credit card charge puts her at a dive
bar in Brooklyn called The Last Stop.
A dive bar? What was she doing there
instead of at
the most important meeting of her life?
I don't know.
The bartender said she was having
a pretty heated discussion
with some dude.
So I got the bartender
sitting down with a sketch artist,
see if we can figure out who he is.
Hey.
Sorry, I had to run home and...
Cock-a-doodle-doo?
(LAUGHS) That's good.
Uh, yeah.
Tomorrow's going to be
the least romantic Valentine's Day ever.
- Oh, thank you.
- Yeah.
So, I had Tech looking into
Hannah's last 24 hours
after her fight with Penelope
and before showing up at Margo's.
And did they find anything useful?
They didn't find anything at all.
She didn't make any calls,
didn't answer any calls, sent no texts,
she didn't even log on to her e-mail
or any other online accounts.
No digital fingerprint whatsoever.
Looks like she disappeared.
Why would she go radio silent
for 24 hours?
And where the hell was she?
LANIE: I'll tell you where she was.
Madagascar.
As in the country
off the southeastern coast of Africa
made famous by
the adorable animated film?
Yep. The material I found
underneath her fingernails?
Not skin from an attacker.
It's Alluaudia.
And what is Alluaudia?
"A rare, spiny plant,
"cultivated primarily in Madagascar."
So, how did it get under her fingernails?
Beats me. As for her defensive wounds,
they were not sustained
at the time of murder.
They're from 24 hours prior.
That's about the time
that she went off the grid.
Which means
there's gotta be a connection.
Well, I think there is.
Remember this abrasion?
- Yeah.
- Well, I figured out what caused it.
Her diamond tennis bracelet.
But wasn't that on her right wrist?
- Good memory.
- So, her wrists were tied together.
Tight, and for several hours.
Now it's making sense.
Wearing the same clothes overnight.
The radio silence.
And the defensive wounds
24 hours prior to death.
Hannah was held hostage.
If Hannah was being held hostage,
then why didn't she report it?
And how did she get
magically transported to Madagascar?
CASTLE: And why would she
go afterwards to Margo's
to apologize for missing work?
It has to have something to do
with those $5,000 payments
and that meeting with that mystery man
at the bar in Brooklyn.
It all seems so random.
I mean, I know by the end of this,
all of these clues will fit together
beautifully in a murderous mosaic.
But how?
Wait!
Is this your Valentine's Day gift to me?
A complex mystery
where nothing makes sense?
You know me so well.
I hate to interrupt
your little, uh, love connection,
but I checked traffic cameras.
I found footage of Hannah
arriving at Margo's building in a taxi.
I got the medallion
and talked to the cabbie
whose log showed that
he picked up Hannah at 78th and Lex.
Did he say where
she was coming from?
- Building, store?
- He didn't know.
He said she was standing on the corner
when she flagged him down.
Well, then,
she could've come from anywhere.
There's no way
we can narrow that down, bro.
Maybe there is.
I spoke to a regulator at
the Department of Agriculture.
It seems Alluaudia is used in
green sustainable architecture.
In rugs, flooring, wallpaper.
Possibly from a building nearby.
All right. Espo, you get uniforms to
canvass the area around 78th and Lex.
Let's see if there's any
green sustainable buildings
that might use
that Allu-whatever-the-plant-is.
As you wish.
CASTLE: Captain Gates,
participating in the case,
engaging in idle speculation.
We are not so different, you and I.
There's a difference. We're different.
You know,
this could actually be our big break.
Only, we may not have gotten to it
if I hadn't recognized
Margo's building in that photo.
Which is why I think each of you
should watch some
Wives of Wall Street episodes tonight.
For the good of the case.
So, would you like to come over
for a little viewing party?
So you can badger me about what
I'm getting you for Valentine's Day?
No, thanks. I think I will pass.
Okay, but I'm warning you,
I'm kind of competitive
when it comes to giving gifts.
Don't feel bad
if yours isn't as good as mine.
What if it's better?
- Better?
- Mmm-hmm.
How could it possibly be better?
Oh, I guess it just depends on
what you got me.
MARTHA: Oh, Richard,
these are breathtaking.
- Beckett is going to love them, Dad.
- (CHUCKLES)
Right? She'll have a tough time
competing with that.
One of the perils of dating a gift ninja.
Ooh, you wanna be a real ninja?
You just slip these into her coat pocket
- when she's not looking.
- Ooh.
Mother, I like that idea.
The element of surprise, the ninja way.
What about you, Alexis?
Any plans with Max?
We're just going to study together.
Doesn't sound very special.
Well, I think we'll mostly just
study each other's eyes.
And you, Mother? Any special plans?
We're gonna do dramatic readings
of love letters at my studio.
Well, that's nice.
And speaking of drama,
would anyone like to join me for
a screening of Wives of Wall Street?
Popcorn included.
Two-hour lunches
are not acceptable, Hannah.
We're running a business here.
I wasn't at lunch.
I was getting fabric samples.
That is no excuse for being late.
You are not in Kansas anymore, Toto.
Shoot me now.
Boy, I wish I had had
these reality shows in my day.
No script, overacting,
screaming at everybody. What a gig.
Now, I have written new promo copy.
Proofread it.
(CASTLE MUNCHING)
PENELOPE: So, what's going on
between you two?
Nothing. What do you mean?
You're sleeping with her,
aren't you, Bob?
No. No. (LAUGHS)
Don't lie to me!
You're screwing Hannah, admit it!
- Admit it!
- (CLATTERS)
Yes! All right?
I'm sorry!
- (CONTINUES CRUNCHING)
- He chose me, Penelope.
Deal with it.
(SHATTERS)
You come near me again
and I will rip your throat out.
MAN: Coming up next week:
Margo's son, Stone,
who's learning the
family business from mom,
and Colette's daughter, Ashley,
budding ceramics entrepreneur,
get engaged.
Strap in as their moms get busy
planning their fairytale wedding.
MAN: Coming up next:
The Shark Pool,
with bad boy billionaire, Mike Chilean.
(AUSTRALIAN ACCENT)
You're funded!
Oh, my God, Dad.
You're still watching?
I...
I can't feel my butt.
- (BELL DINGS)
- That's exactly what I mean.
Hannah didn't stand a chance.
I mean, she's a small-town,
naive young woman,
she was chum to piranhas!
Yeah, but look what she did to Bob.
Okay, okay.
Do you really think
that she played him?
That Penelope was right about that?
Oh, that girl was smarter than
anybody gave her credit for.
You know what? I think you're right.
What about you, Detective?
Did you watch
Wives of Wall Street last night?
I watched an episode.
Just one episode?
That's like eating one potato chip.
I usually just eat one potato chip.
So what's the status
on the canvass, Detective?
Uniforms are still making their way
through every building
that uses any trace of Alluaudia
on the Upper East Side.
So, nothing yet.
Yo, you guys aren't gonna believe this.
The sketch of the guy
that Hannah met in Brooklyn,
out at that little restaurant, just came in.
Was anyone at the bar able to ID him?
They didn't need to.
That's Mike Chilean!
The crazy billionaire?
And the entrepreneur host of
the Financial Channel's
other hit reality TV show,
The Shark Pool.
So, why would Hannah
ditch her shot
to pitch Margo a clothing line
to meet with Chilean
at a seedy bar in Brooklyn?
Meeting at that dump was her idea.
Me, I'm more of a Le Cirque guy.
But she said she needed privacy.
For what?
We met last month
at a Financial Channel party.
She was cute, and young.
Then, a few days ago,
she calls me out of the blue
and asks to meet.
So it was a date?
That's what I thought, yes.
But when I get there...
(EXHALES)
She goes all Shark Pool on me,
starts pitching her idea for
a vegan, organic, hipster clothing line.
Wait, she asked you to
fund her clothing line?
Margo Gower was set to
back it on the show.
That was the weird part.
I was ready to offer her financing.
Her name recognition from the show
almost guarantees a profit.
But then she says,
"What if I were to leave the show?
Would that make a difference?"
She told you
that she might leave the show?
Yep. So, I said,
"Yes, sweetie,
that would make a big difference."
Without the show,
her brand isn't worth jack.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Why would Hannah
suddenly wanna leave the show
after everything she ever dreamed of
started happening for her?
Well, whatever was going on,
she clearly wanted to
keep it under wraps.
Hey, uniforms just got a hit
on the canvass from a pretzel vendor
who saw Hannah
walk into a nearby building
right in our abduction time frame.
Records show it's LEED-certified
green construction.
Any evidence of
Alluaudia in the building?
I checked. It's in the wallpaper.
She was held hostage
someplace in that building.
Find out where.
- Castle, let's go.
- On my way.
You got the wrong blazer there.
No, I don't. Let's go.
Is everything all right, Mr. Castle?
Uh...
Castle!
Come on.
MAN: Yeah, that's definitely her.
Have you ever seen her
in the building before?
No, it was just the one time
the other night.
I was doing rounds
when I saw her go into 29-J.
And who owns 29-J?
Ocean Terrace Holdings.
It's a corporation.
Is there a name listed on it?
Uh, no. A lot of people buy units
under corporate names
- for privacy, so...
- (POUNDING)
Wait, wait, wait. Do you hear that?
Sounds like someone
pounding on a wall.
(POUNDING CONTINUES)
(POUNDING QUICKENS)
(GASPS)
Penelope?
(PANTING)
And Bob?
You two are back...
Spoiler alert!
Bob and Penelope together?
I can't believe it!
I know, right?
Neither of them
is talking about Hannah.
GATES: Well, clearly, they have
a lot more to hide than the fact
that they were sleeping together.
Well, this is a plot twist
I didn't see coming.
Hey, so I did some digging
into the apartment.
Ocean Terrace Holdings,
it's a shell company owned by Bob.
The lease began just after
he and Hannah started their affair.
GATES: That's odd.
When Bob left Penelope,
he moved into
the Thompson Hotel with Hannah.
So, why would he lease
another apartment?
ESPOSITO: Yo.
I looked into Penelope's financials.
Remember those $5,000 payments
that Hannah got?
They line up exactly with withdrawals
that Penelope made
from her checking account.
Penelope was paying Hannah?
Why would she do that?
There's no way to know
unless we get her to talk.
I'm sorry, have you seen the show?
Penelope is the strong one.
If anyone's gonna talk,
it's Bob.
But he's not.
And my guess is
he's afraid of Penelope.
Well, then perhaps it's time to
tear a page from Penelope's playbook.
- Come on, you guys aren't actually...
- Couldn't hurt.
(SIGHS)
I told you, I have nothing to...
Did I say you could talk?
Did someone give you permission to
open your sorry little mouth?
No! So, sit down, shut up and listen!
We know that apartment's yours, Bob!
We know that Hannah
was held hostage there.
Which means
I can nail you for kidnapping.
That's 20 years, easy.
BOB: What? No, I...
BECKETT: But you know what?
I'm not gonna stop there,
I am going to fry you for murder.
Wait, me? I didn't kill her.
Don't lie to me!
You locked her up,
you held her hostage.
Who does that to
someone that they love,
you lying sack of...
(CLATTERS)
- (STOMPS)
- We weren't in love, okay?
It was a lie! The whole thing was a lie!
There was no relationship!
Hannah and I were never even together!
BOTH: What?
We only did it for the ratings.
The ratings?
Ashley and Stone's engagement was
sucking up all the attention
on the show.
Penelope's screen time was dropping,
which was killing her clothing sales.
She was out of her mind.
So we came up with a plan.
Hannah was reluctant at first,
but Penelope can be pretty persuasive.
So the $5,000
that Penelope was paying Hannah,
that was to fake a relationship?
We never intended for it to end like this.
(SIGHS)
(EXHALES)
What happened, Bob?
The other night,
after taping her confessional,
Hannah said she needed to talk.
Well, the three of us
couldn't be seen together,
so we met at the apartment.
She told us she couldn't bear
everyone thinking
she was this home-wrecker.
She couldn't go on living a lie.
Yeah, she said
she was gonna go public.
Reveal the affair
had been faked all along.
That's a pretty big bombshell.
How'd you guys take it?
How'd we take it? We panicked.
If we let her go through with it,
it would blow up the show.
We'd lose all credibility,
no one would
buy Penelope's clothes anymore.
Plus, we'd be in breach of contract
and the show could sue us for
every cent we had.
Our whole lives would be ruined.
So then you guys tied her up?
We didn't know what to do.
So, a whole day went by,
we realized we
couldn't hold her forever.
So we made a call.
So who'd you call?
Bob!
Who'd you call?
Peter Monroe.
The Wives of Wall Street producer?
Hey, we needed help.
It's his show.
He had as much to lose as we did.
What did you tell him?
Everything.
Then he came over
and told Penelope and me to leave,
that he would handle Hannah.
And we thought he was just gonna
talk some sense into her, you know,
maybe sweeten her deal.
But the next thing we knew,
Hannah was dead.
I'm so sorry, sir.
I tried to stop them, but...
- Jeff, get out of here.
- Right.
Mr. Monroe, are you pathologically
incapable of telling the truth?
Well, that depends. What's this about?
Your role in Hannah's murder.
Whoa. I had nothing to do
with her murder.
Bob thinks you did.
We know about him calling you
from the apartment about Hannah
just before she died.
Okay, Penelope and Bob called me.
Couple of moron idiots.
Taking her hostage like that.
So you went over there.
Of course I went over there.
Hell, I saved her from
those two lunatics.
I'm the good guy.
You know what I did when I got there?
I let her go. Water?
Please. Look, if Hannah exposed
that your main storyline was fake,
your show would go down in flames.
The fans would be outraged.
Hell, I'm outraged.
I was trying to stop her.
I offered Hannah more money,
her own series,
anything she wanted to
not blow the lid off the show.
I mean, (EXHALES)
She was gonna ruin everything.
I begged her to stay.
I followed her out
and gave her every decent pitch I had.
But she wouldn't deal.
She got into a taxi,
and I never saw her again.
Here's a better story.
You grabbed a knife
and you followed her.
No, I didn't, I swear.
I went straight to The Players Club.
Ordered a couple of cocktails
and waited for my world
to start to cave in.
But nothing happened.
Next morning,
I found out that she was dead.
So, the manager at The Players Club
confirms that
Monroe was there from 10:00 p.m.
Till well after midnight.
He's not our guy.
Which leaves Margo.
'Cause that's where Hannah went next.
But after being held hostage
and demanding to leave the show,
I doubt she went there
to recommit to the job.
Margo had to have been lying to us.
ESPOSITO: Margo was lying, all right.
She told you she buzzed up
Hannah that night, right?
- Mmm-hmm.
- That's impossible.
The buzzer in the building
connects through her phone.
According to the phone records,
Hannah was buzzed up at 9:57 p.m.
Well, according to Margo's financials,
at almost exactly the same time,
9:58 p.m.,
she was using her credit card
at Lorenzo's Deli 10 blocks away.
Thanks, Espo.
Margo's got some explaining to do.
If she didn't buzz Hannah in,
then who did?
And why would she lie about it?
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Castle, what's going on
with you and Gates today?
What do you mean?
Seriously, Castle,
what were you thinking?
Well, I wanted to surprise you.
By putting my gift in Gates' blazer?
Okay, I'm surprised.
Well, why do you and Gates
have to wear such similar blazers?
Did you write a note?
Of course I wrote a note. I'm a writer.
Was it romantic?
It's Valentine's Day, so, yeah,
it was romantic.
Did you put my name on it?
Oh, God, Castle, please,
did you put my name on it?
I can't remember.
I put my name on it, I know that much.
If Gates finds out that we're dating,
then that's it.
We're not gonna be
working together anymore.
Why do you think I've been
trying so hard to get it back?
We will get it back.
Right when we get to the precinct.
But right now we got a murder to solve.
Maybe our last.
- (BEEPS)
- (BUZZER SOUNDS)
Come in.
Thanks for buzzing us in.
What can I do for you?
You know, the interesting thing
about this building is that
the buzzer system
runs through your telephone.
So?
So anytime someone gets buzzed up,
it gets time-stamped.
And since we know you were
at Lorenzo's Deli buying onions,
you couldn't have buzzed Hannah up
the night of the murder.
Which means somebody else did.
Why did you lie to us?
From watching the show,
I know that your husband is in Brussels
working on a deal,
so it couldn't have been him.
Which leaves only one other person
living in this house.
Your son, Stone.
He worked with Hannah, didn't he?
I don't like what you're implying.
Were they having problems
with each other?
Where is Stone right now, Ms. Gower?
I don't know. He's an adult.
Really?
Because in Season 3, Episode 5,
you said that you are your son's keeper,
always knowing where he is
and what he's doing.
Looks like one of us
did their homework.
Now, Ms. Gower, where is Stone?
I would like to talk to my attorney.
Entertainment or criminal?
- Sir, we got him.
- Where's he headed?
Stone bought a one-way ticket
to Buenos Aires.
Flight departs in an hour.
Bob and Penelope fake their break-up,
and now poor, sweet,
innocent Stone's a killer?
Is anything real on that reality show?
Just the headache I get when I watch it.
Call TSA.
Do not let him get on that flight.
(WHISPERS) Oh, my God.
Why the sudden trip
to Argentina, Stone?
I just needed a little time away.
We know that Hannah
showed up at your apartment
the night that she was killed.
And we know that you let her in.
CASTLE: And then, for some reason,
your mother lied about it.
Now, why would she do that?
Was it because Hannah told you that
she was gonna blow up the show,
and you suddenly saw your dreams of
an Ashley-Stone spin-off
going out the window?
Is that why your mom lied?
Because you followed Hannah out of
the apartment and you killed her?
I didn't kill her!
Don't you guys get it?
I was in love with her.
Whoa, love?
What about Ashley?
That was my mom's idea.
Look, I like Ash.
We've known each other
since we were kids.
But... (SIGHS)
Then I met Hannah.
We bonded over being forced into
things that weren't really us.
Did anyone else
know about the two of you?
No. There was too much at stake.
For the past few weeks,
Hannah just couldn't take it anymore,
what the show was doing to her,
her family.
She was looking for a way out.
We both were.
But the lies had just gotten so big.
Her fake affair, my engagement.
Ash and my mom,
they were counting on that spin-off.
What happened
the night that Hannah showed up?
She was hysterical.
She said she wanted to
leave town right away.
That it was now or never.
And I was going to, but...
But what?
(SIGHS)
Then my mom came home.
When she found out
about our relationship,
she went crazy. She threw Hannah out.
But the worst part
was that Hannah begged me
to go with her.
But I couldn't.
In the moment when she needed me
to stand up to my mother,
I couldn't.
CASTLE: Stone,
did your mother go after her?
No.
As soon as Hannah left,
I knew I'd made a mistake.
So, I ran out
to catch up with her in the street.
And I kissed her, I told her I loved her.
(SIGHS) But she said it was too late.
She never wanted to
see any of us again.
Can anyone verify your whereabouts
after you and Hannah
went your separate ways?
I took a long walk, so no.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
So, what do you think?
Do you believe him?
He had motive, she was leaving him.
And he was the last one
to see her alive,
a block away from where
she was killed, so...
Only problem is
- we don't have any proof.
- (MOUTHS WORDS)
We can't tie Stone to the crime scene.
RYAN: Actually, we can.
On a hunch,
I took a look at his wedding registry.
Turns out that Ashley and Stone
were registered
for a set of Takahara VG knives,
including the 240-millimeter,
which shipped out three weeks ago.
The lab report did say that
it was a new knife.
- Then that seals it.
- No, not necessarily.
We're forgetting wedding etiquette.
The gifts don't go to the groom.
Thank you for coming, Ashley.
Anything I can do to help.
You must be so busy
planning for the wedding right now
and dealing with all of the gifts.
Oh, yeah. (LAUGHS)
Well, we know that your cousin bought
you that set of Takahara VG knives,
the ones that you have on your registry.
Okay. (LAUGHS)
The funny thing is
when we went to your apartment,
you don't have the 240-millimeter.
Isn't it just a little weird that she
wouldn't get you the whole set?
You were in my apartment?
Yeah, we also went to
your ceramics studio as well.
Your work is lovely, by the way.
The colors of your glazes are stunning.
I mean, it must take a lot of work to
get them just right. A lot of chemicals.
Like the antimony oxide we found,
for example.
What is that for?
It's an opacifier.
It makes things opaque.
Only in this case,
it seems to make things clearer.
The knife that was used
in Hannah's murder,
we found traces of antimony oxide on it.
From you.
No.
You got an alert on your phone
from the fan site, didn't you?
That photo of Hannah
at Stone's apartment.
I mean,
you already had your suspicions,
it just confirmed your worst fears.
No. No.
I think we're done here.
I'm gonna go. Excuse me.
(JANGLING KE YS)
Excuse me, I...
Just let me find my keys and I will go.
(JANGLING CONTINUES)
- (PURSE AND KE YS THUD)
- Fine!
(INHALES SHARPLY)
I had my suspicions.
And when I saw that picture,
I grabbed the knife, just to scare her.
But when I got there,
Stone was kissing her!
And saying he loved her!
I couldn't just let her steal my fiance!
Our spin-off was in final negotiations,
for God's sakes.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(EXHALES)
(PANTING)
So, when Stone left, I followed Hannah,
I put an end to the threat.
The next generation
of The Wives of Wall Street,
and Ashley takes it to
a whole new level.
Well, maybe she was just
following their motto,
"Don't let anyone stop you from
getting what you want."
As if being on TV somehow made her
immune to the consequences.
You know,
at least we can tell Hannah's family
that the affair wasn't real,
that she was actually
planning on going home.
Speaking of consequences,
(WHISPERS)
Why hasn't Gates said anything yet?
(WHISPERS) Yeah, I don't know.
Maybe she's choosing to ignore it.
Or just biding her time,
like a shark.
Night, guys. Happy Valentine's Day.
Once more unto the breach?
Actually, Jenny just texted me
and I have the night off.
I mean, we'll probably still, you know,
but tonight, it'll be for romantic reasons.
Yeah.
Hey, Espo, your date's here.
I knew they had plans.
You knew they had plans
and you didn't tell me?
Yeah, because she asked me
to keep it a secret.
This is a really big deal for them.
She doesn't want you
making fun of 'em.
I wouldn't make fun...
(LAUGHING) No, that's not true.
Fish in a barrel.
(GASPS) Oh.
Lanie, you look great.
Yeah? It's not too much?
No. It might be
a little too much for Castle.
- Eyes up, bud.
- I do.
You look amazing, Lanie.
- Thanks, Javi.
- Mmm-hmm.
So, what's the plan?
Reservations at Le Fourneau.
(LANIE GASPS) French?
I love French.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Ooh!
(BOTH SPEAKING FRENCH)
Ah, the magic of Valentine's Day
is upon us.
GATES: Mr. Castle.
My office. Now.
And there it goes.
Did you really think that I, of all people,
would be okay with this?
No. I thought I...
"You are beauty,
passion and fierce intellect.
"Be my Valentine. Rick."
Is that all I wrote in there?
Isn't that enough?
What the hell is wrong with you?
I'm a married woman.
I know. I know. I know. I just thought...
Is this some lame, hair-brained scheme
to garner favor with me?
Yeah. That's what this is.
Well, it backfired.
And I am willing to forget
that this ever happened
if you assure me that
you can tame your childish nonsense
and accord me some respect.
I will. I can. I will.
And now I will go home
to my husband,
because I'm his Valentine.
(DOOR OPENS)
She already hated you, Castle,
so it doesn't sound like
you're any worse off.
I do respect the way
she handled it, though.
Strong. Decisive.
I feel like somehow it brought us closer.
I am sorry about the earrings, though.
Yeah, me, too. They were stunning.
Hmm. I will get you something else
even more beautiful.
Just try not to give it to
another woman first.
That would be nice.
- Which reminds me...
- Hmm?
(WHISPERS) What did you get me?
Open it.
(WHISPERS)
Maybe it's in another drawer.
It is the drawer.
It's your drawer.
I mean, I know it's not a lightsaber.
No.
It's perfect.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Now take your clothes off,
put them in your drawer,
and meet me in the bed.
(WHISPERS) Seriously?