Joe Flynn: It happened... backstage... right upstairs. They were stealing a moment together which was dangerous because she was Dempsey's girl. As they stared into each other's eyes, Kate's heart quickened.
Kate Beckett: Did you just say "Kate?" Are you picturing the P.I. as you, and me as the gangster's moll?
Joe Flynn: What? No. And I didn't say "Kate." I said, "fate." Fate's heart quickened. I was being poetic. God.
Lanie Parish: Multiple GSWs. Entries look fairly small-caliber, probably a .22.
Kate Beckett: "Psycho The Rapist"? "Your out of time"?
Lanie Parish: Looks like a patient lost their patience.
Richard Castle: Also his command of grammar. "Your" should be U-apostrophe-R-E, as in "you are". That's not even a tough one, not like when to use "who" or "whom.
Kate Beckett: Do you really think *that's* the take-away here, Castle?
Richard Castle: I'm just saying whoever killed her also murdered the English language.
Richard Castle: Wh- What happened to you?
Javier Esposito: Injured in the line of duty.
Richard Castle: Really? How?
Kevin Ryan: I... accidentally shot him in the gluteus maximus.
Richard Castle: In the ass?
Richard Castle: Or maybe I should give this to you. I'm sorry. This is so not funny.
Mia Laszlo: You're right. It's hilarious.
Richard Castle: It's hilarious. Come on, Mia, let's make way for, uh, Crackshot Ryan and Assposito.