Castle (2009–2016): Season 6, Episode 18 - The Way of the Ninja - full transcript

Investigating the killing of a Japanese ballerina, Castle and Beckett find a shrine with the murder weapon in an old factory. Then, when the two are separated, Castle is ambushed by a hooded attacker bearing all the hallmarks of a ninja.

Hey, you wanna go
to Lincoln Center

and hear some jazz tonight?

Wynton Marsalis is playing.

Oh, I would love to, but I can't.

I've got that dinner with my old friend
from high school.

You don't sound very thrilled
about going.

Yeah, you know, it's just Carly's
always been really competitive,

talking about her fabulous life nonstop.

I bet no one's basing a character
in their best-selling mysteries on her.

True. But the last time I talked to her,

she just came back
from the French Riviera

with a count that she met in Monaco.

And now I hear she's married to some
big-shot European businessman

that she met on a yoga retreat,
and she's embraced the spiritual life.

Well, you want me to tag along

and regale her with tales
of our crime-solving adventures?

Definitely not. You are exactly her type.

And the last thing I need
is to watch someone from my past

trying to seduce my fiancé

while talking about the goddess
that lives in her hoo-ha.

She did ask for a signed book, though.

Who did, Carly or the goddess?

Beckett.

Please, Castle,
you have to promise me.

If you don't hear from me by 10:00,
you will call me and get me out of there.

I am setting an alarm right now.

See, this is what having
a partner in life is all about.

Hey, guys.

So I hope you're up
for a pretty strange one.

A warehouse worker
found our Vic this morning.

Perlmutter said
that she died around 3:00 a.m.

Her passport says
that her name is Jade Yamata.

Passport? She a tourist?

No, she's a Japanese citizen.

Stamp indicates she's been
in the country for six months.

Okay, we have to notify
the Japanese Consulate.

- I'll put in a call.
- Thanks.

What is she doing down here
all dressed up?

There's no nightlife in this area.

And her clothes are higher-end.
I'm guessing she's not a working girl.

- Looks like she was stabbed with a knife.
- Mmm.

To the untrained eye, perhaps.

But what you don't know

about postmortem analysis
could fill a book, Mr. Castle.

In fact, it has. Numerous times.

Fine. So, it was not a knife.

Ah, wrong again. It was a knife,

but "stabbed" implies the blade
was thrust into the victim,

whereas this wound was produced
by it being hurled into her chest.

What is this, Last of the Mohicans?
What kind of knife is it?

Uh, one with a hilt that matches
these small bruises

on either side of the wound.

It killed her instantly, severing
the left anterior descending artery.

Okay, so either that's
the luckiest knife toss in the world...

Or she was killed
by a circus knife-thrower.

Like the Great Throwdini.

Ryan, do we have any witnesses
that saw the Great Throwdini

or anyone else in the area?

Uh, no, not so far,

but we did find this
next to our dead body.

If it's not Jade's, it
might be our killer's.

- What is it?
- It's a drop key.

Yeah, I used to scavenge stuff like this
from old buildings when I was a kid.

Buildings would keep them on hand
to, uh, manually open elevator doors,

something like that,
in case of emergency.

I'll have Tech try to trace it
and see what it's made for.

Long shot, but you never know.

And what about her purse?
Is there any contact information?

Or an address
of where she was staying?

No, but I did look through her cell.

Based on her calls and texts, she had
a boyfriend named Dean Bedford.

I can't believe Jade is gone.

Dean, do you have any idea why
she would be in the warehouse district?

No. She told me
she was going to rehearsals,

and then straight back to the dorms.

So she was a student.

She was a dancer
at the New York Ballet Conservatory.

She lived there, too.

We're patrons of the Conservatory.
That's where she and Dean met.

A professional
ballet company is pretty competitive.

Did she have problems
with anyone there?

Uh, no, just the usual jealousy.
She rose up the ranks pretty fast.

Any issues with anyone back in Japan?

She didn't talk much
about her life there.

It's like she wanted a fresh start.

I have to tell her family.
I don't even know how to reach them.

Well, the Consulate
will take care of that.

Right now, the best way for you to help
is to tell us what you know about Jade.

Now, we found this at the crime scene.
Do you recognize it?

No, I've never seen that before.

Dean, how well did you know Jade?

Did she socialize with other people?

No, she was pretty focused. Why?

Well, it's just, when we found her,
she was dressed to go out.

Out?

If she was meeting
someone on the sly,

it didn't show up in her phone records.

Pretty much every call she made
was to Dean and the ballet.

That's where she lived and trained,

so maybe someone there knows
why she went out last night.

Time to go to the ballet.

Uh, you might wanna postpone
your trip when you hear this.

Did you get a lead on the drop key?

More than a lead.

Tech confirmed that the key
was used to open an elevator.

Not only that, but they were able
to get a name off the brass. Marigold.

As in the flower?

No, as in the Marigold
Cookie Company.

The factory's been shut down for years,
and the building is abandoned.

But the abandoned building

is two blocks from where
Jade's body was found.

This place is seriously creepy
for a cookie factory.

Maybe the killer lured Jade here
and she escaped,

but she was unable to outrun
the flying dagger of doom.

That doesn't make any sense, Castle.

How so?

Because! Look at this place. It's filthy.

There's no way
Jade would set foot in here.

Not with the clothes
that she was wearing.

Here's something else
that doesn't make sense.

There's no electricity. Why would
the killer have a key to an elevator

- if there's no power to make it work?
- Let's go find out.

There's another room back here.

This must be his lair.

Yeah, and that's some kind of a shrine.

A shrine to murder.

Check this out.

Design of this hilt
matches the bruises we saw.

And I'm betting
there's traces of blood on here, too.

Someone's here.

Wait.

Beckett!

- Castle, what happened?
- Uh...

A ninja stole the murder weapon.

Yeah!

You were attacked by a ninja?
And you witnessed it?

Uh, no, sir, not exactly.

Because he made a sound
and drew her away.

Ninjas are masters
of the surprise attack.

In any case, we think that he's our killer
because the knife that he took

from Castle appears to be
our murder weapon.

So what you're saying is that...

Our killer is a ninja.

Or he is just an athletic person
with a hooded tracksuit.

Yeah, who disappeared
in a puff of smoke.

Yes, which I could do
if I had a smoke bomb.

Whatever the man is,

do you have any sense as to why
he would kill Jade Yamata?

No, sir,
we don't have motive yet,

but we're looking into the objects
on the shrine

just in case they're connected
to our victim.

Where are we on IDing the suspect?

There's no security video, either
from the building or the street cams.

Not that any self-respecting ninja
would be caught on video.

But CSU is sweeping the place
for prints, for evidence.

We've also got a unit

sitting on the building
on the off chance that he returns.

Excuse me, sir.

Detective Beckett, this is
Consulate Officer Amaya Tagami.

I came as soon as I could.

Jade Yamata's death is a terrible loss,
and the Ambassador has asked me

to keep him informed
of your progress on this case.

I spoke to Jade's parents in Kyoto,
and they, too, are anxious for news.

All we know is that the attacker
may have a connection to Japan.

Now, did Jade's parents say
if she had any enemies?

No. The truth is, they hadn't
spoken to her in weeks.

Her moving here caused a bit of a rift.

Why did she move?

Was she trying to get away
from someone? Or something?

I don't think so. They told me
she came here for her ballet career.

How would I go about talking to them?

I'm afraid they don't speak English,

but I'm happy to pass along
any questions you have.

Yeah, thanks,
I might take you up on that.

But in the meantime,
could you tell us what this means?

This kanji is Izanami, the Shinto
goddess of creation and death.

Now, could it have
any sinister connotations?

Might it be found in the lair
of, say, a ninja?

No. Uh...

This is, uh, very common.

People use it to honor their ancestors.

Where did you find this?

In a room where we believe
our killer spent time.

Well, I can assure you he's not a ninja.

There are no such things
as ninjas anymore.

What does
she know anyway?

I bet she's never even seen
The Domination.

Yeah. No, I mean, she only comes from
the country that created the mythology.

Which does not make her an expert.

Our victim was killed ninja-style.

From a killer who had
some kind of mysterious shrine.

I swear she just said
that it wasn't that mysterious.

Yeah, about that shrine...

CSU didn't find any prints
on it anywhere.

Or anywhere else at the lair.
Place was wiped.

Because ninjas never leave a trace.
I know what I saw.

You should've seen the way he moved.

The athleticism, the grace, the agility.
He was like a...

- Ballet dancer.
- No!

Yeah. No, actually, a ballet dancer
could move like our alleged ninja did.

Only now we got motive.

I talked to the dancers who lived
with Jade back at the dorms.

Apparently, there was
some major bad blood

between her and a male dancer
named Lee Tong.

Man!
Our killer can't be a ballet dancer.

Because it would just be
such a huge letdown.

Of course. We can't let facts
get in the way of a good story.

What do you mean by "bad blood"?

Turns out that Lee had a thing for Jade,
but she just didn't feel the same way.

Then they both got cast
in Madame Butterfly,

where they had to play lovers.

Rehearsals turned into
screaming matches,

and yesterday, one of the other dancers
overheard Lee threatening to kill Jade.

And he has the skills to do it.

What do you mean?
Like, he's got martial arts training?

Yeah, black belts in karate
and Eskrima.

- Where was he last night?
- Not at rehearsal.

He and Jade both left early.
In fact, he was out all night long.

He didn't return back to the dorms
till after she was dead.

Okay, I'm warming to this idea.
I think it was him.

Even though
he's a ballet dancer and not a ninja?

He could be both.

And being a dancer
could just be his cover,

and that way,
the lair could be like his Batcave.

And somehow he lured
Jade there for a little private time?

Right, but she rejected him, fled.
He killed her in a jealous rage.

Hmm, and here I thought ninjas had
total mastery of their emotions.

Look, I'm not claiming
to have all the answers, yet.

But just look at that guy.
He's a ninja through and through.

And I'm gonna prove it.

How?

You'll see.

Mr. Tong, I'm Detective Beckett.
This is Mr. Castle.

Oh, I believe we've already met.
Earlier today, in fact.

I don't think so. Why am I here?

We're investigating
Jade Yamata's death,

and we need to ask you
a few questions.

Now, I understand that the two of you

had a rehearsal
scheduled for last night?

Yeah, but then she bailed on me.

And where did you go afterwards?

To an art-house theater downtown.

They were doing
a Kurosawa retrospective.

Can anyone corroborate that?

I doubt it. Why?

Because you didn't return to your dorm
until 4:00 a.m.

That's exactly one hour
after Jade was murdered.

Wait, you think I killed Jade?

People heard you threatening her.

I didn't mean it. I was just frustrated.

She kept missing rehearsals,
showing up distracted.

Look, if she fumbles a lift,
I'm the one who blows a knee.

But that's not all it was, was it?

You were pushing Jade
for a more intimate relationship.

Not once I got to know her.

She wasn't as serious
about her craft as I thought,

and I just got sick of dealing with her.

But it all got way easier
the second I knew she was leaving.

What are you doing?

It's not him.
A ninja would've caught the cup.

- I'm not a ninja.
- Obviously.

And I'm Korean, not Japanese.
Way to racially profile.

What do you mean
that Jade was leaving?

Every night during rehearsal,
she would cut out at 8:00,

run to the bodega
and use the pay phone.

Who was she calling?

I have no idea, but I finally
lit into her about it last night.

That's when she told me
she was quitting the ballet company.

- Then she left.
- Where'd she go?

I don't know.

She changed into party clothes
and took off.

That's the last I saw of her, I swear.

Jade was quitting the ballet?

She worked and trained all her life
to come here and dance at the NYBC,

and suddenly
she's gonna give it all up?

What could possibly happen
to suddenly make her wanna do that?

And why aren't you talking, Beckett?

You're not still mad at me
about the cup?

I'm not?

Well, Lee's story checks out.

Usher at the movie theater recalls him
sleeping through Dersu Uzala.

Blasphemy.

In any case, records from the bodega
pay phone back up Lee's story.

Every night at 8:00,
calls were made to the same number,

place called Miyago.

It's a tea import company
not far from where Jade was killed.

I asked her boyfriend. He didn't know
anything about it. Yes, Castle?

Why would Jade be calling
a tea import company every night?

My guess would be the same reason

she was using a pay phone
instead of her cell.

Something shady was going on.

We need to check it out.
I should cancel my plans.

Oh, no. Hey, we got this.

I wouldn't want you to cancel your plans
with Carly and the goddess.

Just make sure you call me at 10:00.

This does not look like
a tea import company.

So what is this place?

And why would Jade be calling here?

Check it out.

What's a limo doing
in the warehouse district?

This is definitely
not a tea import company.

- Then let's go.
- Yeah.

Um, hey, guys.
You, um, think that's wise?

We really have no idea what's behind
that door. There's only three of us.

- And two of us are cops.
- Yeah.

It's locked.

Oh.

Well, if this is a tea company,
I think I want a cup.

What is this place,
a geisha house?

No. It is a Japanese hostess bar,
the modern-day equivalent.

I've been to a few of these in Tokyo
on a book tour.

I bet you have.

It's all a perfectly acceptable part of
doing business in the Japanese culture.

And the girls?

Uh, they work for the club.
They flirt, they get you to buy drinks.

Just keep things generally fun.

No, no, no.
The dresses that they're wearing...

The same ones that Jade had on
when she was killed.

She must've been working here
that night.

Most of these girls
are doing it for the money.

Jade had a dream job
and a wealthy boyfriend.

Why would she be working
at a Japanese hostess club?

I don't know.

But if this place had anything
to do with her death,

no one's gonna talk to us
if they so much as smell a badge.

Well, then, tonight we are not cops.

We are just upscale gentlemen
looking for a good time.

And if we play our cards right,

we'll pick up some information
along the way.

Hello.

Hello.

Konnichiwa, and welcome to Miyago.

- May I offer you a table?
- Your very best.

Table seven.

Take that for me. Perfect.

All right. Oh.

So, is this your first time at Miyago?

- Yes.
- No. Um...

Well, he and I
have been here before, but...

- I'm married.
- That's okay. Most of the guys here are.

Yeah, but I'm really married. Eh.

Oh, here we go. Yeah!

Here you are.

Oh.

Here you go.
It's nicer over there.

You know, the last time we were here,
there was that one girl...

Um, with the short haircut,
like from Pulp Fiction.

You mean Jade?

Jade! Yes, Jade!

So, have you girls
seen her around lately?

Um, well, see,
what my friend isn't telling you

is that he actually
had a little crush on Jade.

- Hmm. Aw.
- It was just... Come on.

Well, I'll make you forget all about her.

You wanna buy some private time?

No, thanks. I'm fine right here.

I don't think you are,
not if you're asking about Jade.

Are you sure you don't wanna buy
some private time?

Yes, I do want to buy some private time.

What?

Um, hey, Castle, where you going?

Uh, just gonna go do
what we came here for.

You guys cover me,
entertain these beautiful ladies.

What's he doing?

Oh, um...

Wait a minute.
I'm flattered, but I really...

Play the part, or we'll get in trouble.

Right, right. Okay.

Why are you asking about Jade?
You're not one of her customers.

No. No, I'm a friend.

Is she okay?

Um...

She's dead.

I knew it.

I knew when she didn't come in tonight.

They got to her.

Who?

Hey! Who got to her?

Look, I tried to warn her,
but she wouldn't stop.

Stop what?

I have to call.

In a minute. She wouldn't stop what?

- What the hell is he doing back there?
- I don't know.

Hey, you know what, ladies?

I don't really like this sake.

Do you think maybe
we could get another bottle

of something better, more expensive?

- Mmm.
- I like the way you think.

Be right back.

Right on. I'll be right here.

All right, some of these businessmen
look a little shady.

Look, check it out. I see tattoos, scars.

Why don't you take a lap around
and see if anyone looks familiar?

I'll stay here and entertain the ladies.

All right.

Yeah, let's do karaoke. It'll be fun.

Oh, no, no. It will be? Okay. Really?

What you doing?

Ever since she started here,

Jade would always flirt
with this one client, a regular.

The girls say he has a violent streak.

I told her to stay away,
but she wouldn't listen.

It's like she was targeting him.

And this client, what's his name?

We only know him as Mr. Saito.

But he must be important, because
lots of people are scared of him.

So he was here last night
and she was with him?

No.

He has private parties sometimes
and hires girls from the club.

And every time, Jade would call
Mama-San and try to get on the list.

And last night, she did.

Where was this party?

Upper East Side.

I'm singing.

Come here.

Was it that bad?

Why do you think
Saito killed her?

Something happened
at the party last night.

One of the girls said Mr. Saito
found Jade going through his things.

He hit the roof
and had his people throw her out.

Do you have any idea which
of his things she was going through?

Pushing me... Man.

Oh.

- $6,000?
- Ow.

$6,000? Really?

Come on, come on.

We didn't even finish the bottles.
At least let us take them...

You're rich.

It cost you 6K
and we got nothing to show for it.

I wouldn't say that.

You mean, besides lipstick marks
on your shirt.

I actually got a lead in there
that's gonna blow this case wide...

Oh, oh, wait. Lipstick marks?
On my shirt? Where? Beckett'll kill me.

Oh, my God! I didn't call!
You guys, Beckett is going to kill me.

Ninja attack.

Aah!

Castle, look out!

Don't move!

Stay away.

Next time, you die.

Let me see your hands!

- Where did he go?
- I don't know. He was just...

You had him.

Now there are two ninjas?

Captain, I know it sounds crazy...

You bet it sounds crazy.

One attacks you, the other
saves your life? It makes no sense.

Unless they are rivals
in an ancient feud.

Two warring clans,
one committed to the path of darkness,

the other sworn to follow
the path of light.

This is not a ninja movie, Mr. Castle.
This is a murder investigation.

I don't know
where those ninjas came from, sir,

but what I do know is that our victim
was trying to get close to Mr. Saito.

And when she did, she was killed by
a knife thrown expertly into her chest.

Now, the guy that attacked us tonight
has the skills to throw that knife.

What do we know about this Saito?

Not much. No first name.

His reputation at the club
is that he's dangerous.

And given the fond farewell
that we received,

I'm guessing that the club
is not gonna share

their client and employee records
without a warrant.

I thought this party
was on the Upper East Side.

Have you looked for an address?

Uh, yeah, but the name Saito's
like "Smith" in Japan.

There's literally
dozens of them up there.

Without any information,
it's gonna be very hard to find him.

Maybe not.

Mr. Castle?

We know he threw a party last night.

A guy like Saito,
he's gonna have it catered.

We find that party, we find Saito.

Then get on it.

Yes, sir.

Um...

Yes?

Yeah, I just... Can I expense this?

Don't worry. I'll absorb that.
That's not...

Castle, Beckett's calling for you.

You didn't call because you were in a
private room making out with a geisha?

Okay, we were not making out.
She was kissing me!

And for the record, she wasn't a geisha.
She was a hostess.

The difference being?

Okay, point taken, but I was
undercover, and I did get us a lead.

Oh, you know
what I would've appreciated

was a phone call about this lead.

Somewhere around 10:00
because, "That's what partners are for."

Right, and I was about
to make that phone call,

and that's when the ninjas attacked.

You've got an excuse for everything,
don't you?

Okay, I'm getting the feeling that this
is about more than me not calling.

Was it that bad?

What, did she go on about camel treks
and yacht races?

Or did you have a fight
with the goddess?

Mmm-mmm, no, worse.

Carly was boring.

- Boring?
- Yeah.

All she did
was complain about her husband,

saying now that she was married,
there's no romance in her life.

It's just an endless routine of sameness.

So your fabulous friend...

- Is not so fabulous anymore.
- Ah.

I mean, that's not
gonna happen to us, is it?

You've done this before.
Marriage isn't gonna change us, right?

We're not gonna become
one of those couples

that go to the same two restaurants
and only have sex on national holidays.

No, I'm serious.

'Cause that place
that you were at tonight,

it was filled with married men
that are bored with their wives.

I don't ever wanna be bored with you,

and I don't want you
to be bored with me either.

Okay, well, then,
let's put it into our vows.

A promise to each other
that even though we're married,

it doesn't mean
there is no more romance.

And we will never ever be boring.

- Deal?
- Okay, deal.

Does this mean you forgive me
for not calling?

Mmm-mmm. Not yet.

Well...

How about now?

Hmm, getting there.

This is torture.

- Are those cronuts?
- Yeah, have one.

- Hey!
- They're not both for me.

Yeah, sure they're not.
Where's Castle this morning, anyway?

He's writing down everything
he can remember about the ninja fight

and hopes to use it for his next book.

So, who went down to SoHo
to get cronuts?

We did. Turns out that this bakery
delivered a 40th birthday cake

to our suspect
and financier Michio Saito

on the Upper East Side
the day Jade was killed.

A financier?

What's Jade doing trying to get close
to a guy like that?

Don't know, but I ran
Saito's name through the system.

It was flagged by Organized Crime.

- Organized crime like Yakuza?
- Yep.

The rumor is he's high up on the chain
in the Izumi clan out of Okinawa.

His legitimate businesses
are just suspected fronts

for money laundering,
drug trafficking and extortion.

So, what's a ballet dancer doing
going after a guy like this?

What could she possibly
want from him?

Well, odds are whatever it was
got her killed.

Call Ms. Tagami at the Consulate.
Have her get a hold of Jade's family.

See if there's a link between
Jade and Michio Saito,

or the Izumi clan from Japan.

And why don't we go
and visit the birthday boy?

Mr. Saito will be with you in a moment.

Yo, Beckett.

Just like the weapons
we were attacked with.

It is a 15th-century shuriken.

Very rare.

Mr. Saito, I'm Detective Beckett.
This is Detective Esposito.

What can I do for you?

Do you recognize
this woman?

No, I'm afraid not.

You sure?
From what we hear, the two of you

spent a lot of time together
at Miyago's hostess bar.

I spend time with a lot of different girls
at the club.

They're not all very memorable.

We understand that she was at
your birthday party the other night.

- Was she?
- Hmm.

You saying you don't know?

I'm saying there were many people
at the party.

Well, witnesses said
that the two of you had a fight,

that Jade was expelled from your party.
You wanna tell us what happened?

No one was expelled from the party.

If she left, it was by her choice.

And I suppose it was just a coincidence

that shortly after she left,
she was murdered.

I am not responsible for what happens
to her out on the street.

Isn't that your job, Detective?

I need a list of everyone
that attended that party.

And I will need to see a search warrant.

Now, if there's nothing else...

Organized Crime's been trying
to bust this guy for years,

but a man like Saito is careful.

We need someone to talk.

We need to find someone who was
actually at the party that night.

Hey, we got a problem.

I just tried to contact that
Consulate officer, Amaya Tagami,

see if there's any connection between
Jade's family and Michio Saito.

According to the Consulate,

Ms. Tagami's been on maternity leave
for two months.

So the woman who showed up here...

Was an imposter.

Who is this woman?

And why would she impersonate
a Consulate officer?

Maybe she's working for Saito.

If he is Yakuza, he'd have all kinds
of assets working for him.

Makes sense. That way, she could
keep tabs on our investigation.

Uh, she was doing more than that.
She was trying to throw us off track.

Do you remember when she said

that she spoke with
Jade's parents in Japan?

Mmm-hmm.

Well, Jade didn't have any parents.

Turns out she was raised
in an orphanage from age 10.

Jade was orphaned at age 10?
How did that happen?

I tried to find out,
but prior to the orphanage,

can't find any record of Jade Yamata,
if that's even her name.

Not a birth certificate, nothing.
It's like she didn't exist.

Sounds like someone was trying
to cover up Jade's history.

We're gonna have to dig up
whatever they were trying to hide.

If we know her true identity,
it may lead us to why she was killed,

so find out everything you can on Jade.
Start with the orphanage.

Castle and I'll talk to Perlmutter
and we'll see

if her body can tell us
who she really was.

I checked the victim for any implants
or traceable medical hardware,

but I discovered nothing
that would aid you in your quest.

However, I did find a telling mark
on her body.

This is a very unusual scar.

My guess is she sustained the injury
10 or 12 years ago.

Right about the time
she was sent to the orphanage.

In what way is this scar unusual?

She took shrapnel.

Based on faint, small scars
over her back and legs,

it was from some kind of explosion,
like an IED.

You're not saying she was in combat
as a 10-year-old girl?

Uh, improbable, but this much I know,

she was treated
by a US military surgeon.

And you know that based on what?

Uh, this open type of stippled scarring

is the result of a technique
called debriding.

Military surgeons started using it on
blast wounds during the Afghan War,

saved a lot of lives,

but it wasn't adopted by civilian doctors
until fairly recently.

Only two military facilities in Japan
were doing this surgery at that time.

One at a base in Yokosuka
and one in Okinawa.

Okinawa.

That's where Saito's Yakuza clan
came from.

Okay, so this Okinawa lead
is paying off big time.

We did a search for explosions there
back in the day.

This article is dated one month before
Jade landed in that orphanage.

- Who are those people?
- That's the Ozu family.

The dad was a building contractor
who had a run-in with the local Yakuza.

The Yakuza settled it
by stabbing his whole family

and then blowing up his house.

And this is the murder weapon
they found at the scene.

That looks like the knife
that was used on Jade.

- Yeah.
- Was there a suspect in the murders?

No arrest was made, but rumor had it

the family was murdered
by the Green Dragon.

I take it he's not a reptile.

Reptile, no. Monster, yes.

The Green Dragon was a secret
ninja enforcer of the Yakuza.

All of Okinawa was scared of this guy,

and for good reason,
he's a ruthless killer.

Okay, so what does all of this
have to do with Jade?

Well, I think that Jade
was this little girl.

Um, I thought you said the whole family
was murdered by the Green Dragon.

I got a copy of the police report

from the Okinawa Prefecture,
and I noticed this.

The younger daughter,
her birthday is the same as Jade's.

What if she actually
survived that attack?

If she was in that explosion, that would
explain the shrapnel wounds.

Someone must have found her
and wanted to keep her safe.

That's why she was treated
at the military hospital.

Because if she was treated
in a local hospital,

the Yakuza would know
she was still alive.

And that's also why
her name was changed

when she was put into the orphanage,
to hide her from the Yakuza.

So, this is a classic revenge story.

Jade was hunting down the man
that killed her family, the Green Dragon.

- Saito is the Green Dragon!
- The timeline fits.

He immigrated to this country
10 years ago, just after the murders.

And when he did, the Green Dragon
disappeared from Okinawa.

That's what Jade
was doing at the party.

She was looking for proof
that Saito was the Green Dragon.

He got onto her and then he killed her.

And then when you got close,
he attacked you.

Hey, guys, that was our team
staking out the abandoned building.

They just saw somebody go inside.

It's the ninja. Saito's
returned to his lair.

Hands behind your head
and come out where I can see you.

You're not a ninja.

No, but you did impersonate
a Consulate officer.

On your knees.

This is not what you think,
Detective Beckett.

Yeah, that's what all guilty people say.

Is this a badge?

You're a cop?

Not just a cop.

I'm Jade's sister.

My sister and I hid
when the Green Dragon came.

We barely got a glimpse of him.
He was dressed in black, face covered.

But we heard our parents
screaming and begging for their lives.

After the explosion,
my uncle, a policeman,

he found us and he got us to safety.

He falsified the report
to say that we were killed,

so the Yakuza would not look for us.

So then you both survived.

Until now.

What were you doing in that building?

I knew you'd have gone there
in connection with the case.

I wanted to make sure
you didn't miss anything.

Why didn't you just tell us
who you were from the start?

Why this whole masquerade?

If the Green Dragon knew who I was,
he'd kill me.

I tried to put what happened
to my family behind me, but Jade,

she could not let it go.

She made it her mission
to find out who he was.

It's why she came to New York.

Three days ago, she called me and said
she was closing in on someone.

- Did she say who?
- No.

She said she needed to get proof first.

I flew out to try and stop her,
but by the time I got here...

How'd she know that the Green Dragon
was in the United States?

The day our family died,

an American businessman
came to see our father.

He was sent by the Green Dragon.

Last year, Jade recognized
that man's voice from a TV interview.

She tracked him here, hoping
he could lead her to our parents' killer.

Do you know the name
of this American businessman?

Randall Bedford?

Jade's boyfriend's father?
I don't believe it.

He lived in Okinawa
for nearly a decade.

Jade must've started dating his son
to get close to him,

hoping that he knew
the Green Dragon's identity.

Randall didn't just know the Green
Dragon, he was in business with him.

We ran background
on Mr. Bedford's companies.

Half of them are co-owned
by Saito International.

Dad, is it true?

We were just kids
when we started, Dean.

We were property developers.

Jade's father, he was an architect.

I was the builder,
and Saito was the money guy.

But it was Yakuza money.

And when Jade's father found out that
Saito was Yakuza, he wanted out.

But the Yakuza never lets anyone out.

That's why I went
to their house that day,

to warn Jade's family
that Saito was coming to kill them.

And after what Saito did to them,
I decided to get as far away as I could.

And when Saito moved to New York,
I knew there was no escape, Dean.

So she was dating me because of you?

I had no idea who she was.
I thought the whole family was dead.

You fell in love with a ballet dancer...

Oh, God!

That's all I knew.

Mr. Bedford,
if she had access to your study,

she could've gotten into your files
from back in Okinawa.

She did and used them
to track down Saito.

The night of the party,
when he found out who she was,

he called me, enraged,
and I begged him.

I said, "Please, don't hurt her."

Wait, you knew she was in danger?
You knew and you did nothing?

Dean, he would have come after us.

She's dead because of you.

Hey! I was protecting you!

What was I supposed to do?

Mr. Bedford,
I'll tell you what you can do.

You can help us put Michio Saito away.

Michio Saito?

You can't just walk in here.

We have a warrant for your arrest
for the murder of Jade Yamata.

You cannot prove I killed Jade.

We searched your place. We found
the dagger with Jade's blood on it.

We also have witness testimony

affirming that you are
the Green Dragon,

responsible for murdering
Jade's family. That gives us motive.

You've been played, Detective,
and I've been betrayed.

I did not kill Jade
and I am not the Green Dragon.

That honor belongs to...

You're the Green Dragon.

No. You just killed the Green Dragon
in a heroic shootout.

That's what the headlines will say.

Too bad you're gonna have to pay
with your lives.

I told you
there were two ninjas.

Castle! Get the gun!

Which one do I shoot?

Drop the dagger! Now!

Bedford?

Saya, drop it.

All this time,

my sister was using you
to get to the Green Dragon.

But it was you all along.

It's the perfect ninja disguise.

A white American
working as a Yakuza enforcer.

He's hiding in plain sight.

You killed my family.

Saya, drop it.

He took everything!

I know. I've been there.

You want blood for blood,
but it's not worth it.

Just let him live with who he really is.

And you're afraid
we're gonna become boring?

I contacted my colleagues at the US
and Japanese embassies, Miss Ozu.

They have decided not to press charges
on impersonating a Consulate official.

I appreciate that, Captain.

And I'd like to offer my personal
condolences on the loss of your sister.

Thank you, Detective, for helping
bring my family's killer to justice.

Well, thank you for protecting
the people that I care about.

Oh, there's something that
we have to give you.

Here you go. It's not evidence anymore.

My sister had this made in Okinawa.

It is a replica of the one
that was used to kill my parents.

So, the place we found it,
I'm guessing that wasn't the killer's lair.

No, that was my sister's shrine.

I took this from you because I thought
I would need it to avenge Jade.

Well, I guess ninjas really do exist.

No, I was not lying about that.

There are no more ninjas, Mr. Castle.

I am merely a practitioner
of the martial arts.

But I'm very, very good.

I'll say.

That's gotta be...

Ow!

Mr. Castle!

Not boring.

No. No, not at all.