Kate Beckett: Hey, who the hell keeps texting?Milo Pavlik: It's a news alert. There's a three-alarm fire going in Brooklyn.Richard Castle: Where in Brooklyn?Milo Pavlik: Uh... some factory on Arcadia Lane.Richard Castle: Oh, no.
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.
Richard Castle: I'm telling you, ice bullet.Javier Esposito: Nah, bro. An ice bullet would still make a bullet hole.Kevin Ryan: You mean, ice hole.Richard Castle: What'd you just call me?
Richard Castle: Yeah. She's still not taking my calls.Kate Beckett: Well, can you blame her, Castle? You practically turned her into a Smurf.Richard Castle: Na'vi would be a more contemporary reference.
