Javier Esposito: Victim's name is Abby Smith. She's twenty-three years old. A maintenance worker found her early this morning. We're dealing with something messed up here.
Lanie Parish: You got that right. Starting off with these stab wounds.
Richard Castle: They're round. What was the murder weapon?
Lanie Parish: Hard to tell. A knitting needle, maybe. Or an ice pick. Your guess is as good as mine. Her attacker knew about anatomy. He pierced her carotid and her subclavian arteries. She bled out in minutes.
Kate Beckett: Which means our killer might have had a medical background. You know, there are no signs of forced entry. Do we know how this killer came in?
Kevin Ryan: Well, we're not really sure. But he definitely wanted Abby to know that he was here.
Kevin Ryan: She was texted this photo at 10:33, right around time of death.
Kate Beckett: The killer sent this?
Kevin Ryan: Right before he murdered her.
Richard Castle: He was watching her.
Kevin Ryan: Mmm.
Richard Castle: And then he sent that to terrorize her. This was personal.
Kate Beckett: Who put you up to this, Bobby? Who gave you that backpack?
Bobby Lopez: I don't... I don't know. I don't remember.
Kate Beckett: You don't remember? How do you not remember?
Bobby Lopez: I was in shock. A bomb went off, everyone was running and screaming...
Kate Beckett: Oh, oh. Okay, okay. So you remember what happened after the bomb went off but not before?
Bobby Lopez: It must have been one of those traumatic amnesia things.
Kate Beckett: Bobby!... Don't lie to me.
Bobby Lopez: I'm telling you, it was all a big blank. It was the trauma.
Kate Beckett: It was not the trauma. You don't get to use that excuse.
Bobby Lopez: I swear! I don't remember.
Kate Beckett: The *hell* you don't remember! Do you want to know trauma? I was shot in the chest. And I remember every *second* of it... And so do you.
Richard Castle: [watching in the observation room] All this time... You remembered?
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.