Richard Castle: Whoa, that is not the Suez Canal. Ooh.Richard Castle: If you're trying to decide what to wear, just keep wearing what you're wearing now. Or... less.Kate Beckett: Pervert!Richard Castle: That is Field Marshall Pervert to you.
Richard Castle: Beckett, what do you want?Kate Beckett: You.Kate Beckett: I'm so sorry, Castle... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry.Richard Castle: What happened?Kate Beckett: He got away, and I didn't care. I almost died... and all I could think about was you. I just want you.
Kate Beckett: Okay, Magoo, let's see that bottle.Jeffrey McGuigan: Seriously? You're just gonna walk into my crib and start bossing me around?Richard Castle: Well, I don't see it here. You didn't happen to... break the bottle over... something?Jeffrey McGuigan: Hey, what is this about? You know, I may have dropped out of Cornell when my company went *public*, but I still know my rights.Kate Beckett: That bottle that you purchased might have been used to commit murder. So unless you wanna learn your Miranda rights, you better quit stalling and show us where it is.Jeffrey McGuigan: Yeah, okay, cool. I'm not stalling.Kate Beckett: Great.Jeffrey McGuigan: Yeah.Richard Castle: You were throwing it out?Jeffrey McGuigan: It's in the blue bucket. I recycle.Kate Beckett: Well, it's still *intact*... Unless a sliver of glass came out when it hit.Jeffrey McGuigan: Man, nobody hit anybody.Richard Castle: Yes, well, keep mixing root beer with fine Scotch, that may change.
No, I don't want a divorce. I want my wife back.
