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.
Kate Beckett: T-minus 72 hours until we are married. This feels like a dream.Richard Castle: That's 'cause I'm dreamy.Kate Beckett: Oh, shush.Cassandra: Next?Richard Castle: Ah. Here we are.Cassandra: Mr. Richard Castle and Ms. Katherine Beckett.Richard Castle: That's us.Cassandra: Proof of divorce?Richard Castle: I-Is there something wrong with my documents?Cassandra: They're in order. Ms. Beckett, do you have yours?Kate Beckett: Pardon me?Cassandra: Your divorce paperwork.Kate Beckett: I'm sorry, there's a mistake. I've never been married.Cassandra: Well, according to this, you have. And it looks like you still are.Kate Beckett: I'm married?Richard Castle: To whom?
Kevin Ryan: I didn't see that coming.Javier Esposito: I can't believe I gave him my pen.Kevin Ryan: I can't believe I shared our family's secret recipe.Javier Esposito: I can't believe we just got beat by a girl.Kevin Ryan: Let's never speak of this again.Javier Esposito: Speak of what?
Richard Castle: Stop it. Stop it! Stop!Kate Beckett: Uh... who are you yelling at?Richard Castle: No one. I just... still have writer's block. That's all.Kate Beckett: So, you're taking it out on your laptop?Richard Castle: No, not the laptop. The... The cursor. I mean, just look at it there taunting me. Just blinking on-off, on-off, like it's so easy writing a best-selling novel. 'Cause I'd like to see you try it, Mr. Cursor! I'd like to see you try it! So why don't we...Kate Beckett: Why don't we just say goodbye to Mr. Cursor?
