Richard Castle: Whoa, whoa. Someone say "murder"? Hold on! I'll get my coat.Javier Esposito: Look at him, all excited.Kate Beckett: Yeah, like a kid at Christmas.Kevin Ryan: With a dead body under the tree.
Kate Beckett: [locked in a freezing storage container] I always thought, being a cop, I'd take a bullet. I never thought I'd freeze to death.Richard Castle: Hey, we're not dead yet.Kate Beckett: I just wish this was one of your books and you could re-write the ending.
Kate Beckett: Hey, Lanie, we got a jumper?Lanie Parish: Judging by the impact, I'd say he came from one of those windows above the 7th floor. Ryan and Esposito are already into find the room with the hotel staff.Richard Castle: So... He's naked.Lanie Parish: Perceptive.Richard Castle: Well, it is pretty cold out. If this was a suicide, wouldn't you rather be warm and toasty on your way down to your certain, yet citrusy death?Lanie Parish: If it were suicide, would you really have these?Lanie Parish: Fingernail marks. Only an hour old?Kate Beckett: Well, looks like he did the deed before taking the dive.Richard Castle: Last item on your bucket list?
Kate Beckett: And if you tell anyone what I'm about to say, there's gonna be another shooting, but... I've gotten used to you pulling my pigtails... I have a hard job, Castle, and having you around makes it... a little more fun.Richard Castle: Your secret's safe with me.