(Bell tolls)
(Wind whistling)
(Man) ? The water is wide
? and we cannot get o'er
(Door closes) ? and neither have we
(Panting) (Woman gasps)
? Wings to fly
? give...
(Gasps)
(Groaning)
Castle, I thought this was gonna be
a small gathering. I mean...
there's enough food in here for, like, 50 people.
Never underestimate the importance of leftovers...
second-day stuffing, turkey soup,
microwave yams, and a visit to the food bank.
And so that you know, Alexis always makes dessert. (Mouths words)
Pi said he would make
a cranberry concoction of some kind. (Bags rustling)
Even mother cooks something.
- It's not always edible. (Martha in distance) - I heard that!
Well, you know what? I make a...
killer stuffing, and my dad makes
a great traditional corn casserole.
Nice. And I know the perfect costume for you,
so you don't have to worry.
A costume?
Yeah, I'm gonna be, uh, settler John Rolfe,
so you will, obviously, be Pocahontas... his bride.
Alexis goes back and forth.
Sometimes she's puritan. Sometimes she's native American.
Just depends on where she is in her life.
Your dad can be whichever. Nothing elaborate.
(Bags rustling) Uh, so you guys... you guys dress up
for Thanksgiving?
Doesn't everybody?
No, I think that's pretty special to you.
Um... so is there anything else I should know about you
before we get married?
So many, many things.
(Cell phone chimes and beeps)
- There's been a murder in a church downtown. - Oh.
Too bad it wasn't in a cathedral.
That would be so T.S. Eliot.
Huh?
"Murder In The Cathedral"? Thomas Becket,
- Beckett and Becket? - Come on.
- Nothing? (Whispers) - Let's go.
- Anyone? - Thank you.
You know, when we do this,
let's not do the dead body in the middle of the aisle.
Okay. Good call.
So what happened?
Well, our victim entered the church during 6:30 mass
with multiple gunshot wounds,
made his way towards the altar
before collapsing. (Camera shutter clicking)
But not before handing the priest
- a little somethin' somethin'. - Mm.
(Cooing)
(Gasps) A baby?!
(Singsongy) A boy.
(Normal voice) I'm guessing he's about 3 months.
And he's hungry, 'cause he keeps going after the girls.
Well, who can blame him? Hi, buddy.
What's your name, little man?
That is a very good question.
- So is this the baby's father? - We don't really know.
But what we do know is his name is Cameron Ducane,
30, lived in the Bronx.
There's no baby pictures in his wallet.
He's got a commercial driver's license...
probably drives for a living.
He's got a car wash coupon,
and, like Ryan, spent his hard-earned money
on a lottery ticket. (Sighs)
That is the 5 State Magicball Jackpot
at $247 million. You're crazy not buying a ticket.
Yeah, 1 or 2, but not 50.
I'm just increasing my odds of winning.
Increasing your odds of being broke.
Listen, do you have any idea what it costs
raising a child in New York City?
I don't know how much it costs...
- Guys. - Well, of course you don't.
- Guys! - I'm not...
(Lowered voice) How about we don't fight
in front of the baby?
Okay, contact Ducane's next of kin.
Let's see if this little guy is, indeed, his.
And then what happens to him in the meantime?
Well, we'll get ahold of child services...
(Baby fussing) and they'll place him until we're able
to get him back to his family.
I think Lanie's right. I think he is hungry.
Um, how about you finish up here?
I'll grab a uniform,
and we'll just go pick up some stuff for him?
You really want to do that?
Of course. Highly qualified. I have an R.H.D. in child care.
And an R.H.D. is...
- "Ruggedly handsome dad." - Ah.
Okay. Fine. Go.
(Castle) Hey, buddy... let's go.
Don't look at her. Come on. We'll get ice cream. (Baby fusses)
Do we know where he was shot?
Uniforms found it with the engine running
and both doors wide open.
Someone fired at him from above,
through the roof.
That's a lot of blood.
(Cell phone rings) Notice what's missing?
(Ring, beep) There's no car seat.
- Yeah. - Whatever happened,
I don't think he planned on having a baby with him.
There's no way of telling how long he had been driving.
I mean, he could have been shot nearby...
- Or miles away. - Right.
Have uniforms go through traffic cam footage.
Let's see if we can figure out
- what direction this car was coming from. - Yo.
We found the victim's wife. It's not their kid.
We've only been married for two years.
We weren't ready for a baby.
Could the baby be a friend's or a relative's?
No, I've never seen him before.
Lissa, I know this is hard, but is it possible
- that Cam had a baby outside of your marriage? - Absolutely not.
Cam told me everything.
He wouldn't have kept a secret like that.
Okay. Where did he go this morning?
Do you know what he was doing?
He was at work. He's...
he's a driver for a car service.
- When did he go in? - Around 10:00 last night.
He works the overnight...
11:00 to 6:00.
I knew something was wrong.
(Voice breaking) He just always comes home by 7:00.
(Sniffles)
Uh, did you notice anything unusual
in his life recently,
anything that would point to trouble of some sort?
Actually, yeah.
A couple of weeks ago, he started acting...
I don't know... paranoid.
He bought one of those home security systems,
and he put extra locks on all of our doors.
- Did he say why? - No, he just...
oh, he said he just loved me...
(Voice breaks) and that he just wanted me to be safe.
This limo company... what's the name?
Cameron? Jeez, he was one of my best guys.
Nice, reliable, good soul.
- What happened? - We were hoping you could tell us.
We know he worked the overnight yesterday.
What time did he finish his shift this morning?
He didn't. He was on the books to work last night,
- but he didn't show up. - He do that a lot?
Nah, a year and a half here. That was his first time.
You notice anything going on with him at work...
anything unusual?
Yeah, yeah, there was that guy that showed up last week.
Watch yourselves. Guys, bring it out. (Whistles)
(Engine turns on) What guy?
Well, Cam said he was an old friend, right?
But they didn't look too friendly to me.
When Cam saw him, he went pale.
So he stepped outside to talk.
And it sounded pretty heated.
You know what it was about?
No, but I heard the guy say something
about going to prison.
When Cam came back inside, he was rattled.
(Car door opens) And before that guy left,
he told Cam that he'd be coming back.
(Car door closes) This guy show up again?
Nah, but I got the feeling Cam was scared of him.
Because normally he'd come back to the garage
for his 3:00 A.M. lunch break.
But since that guy showed up,
he'd be staying out all night,
like he was scared to come back here.
This guy... can you describe him?
I didn't really get a look at his face.
But oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. (Snaps fingers)
He had this, uh, tattoo on his arm.
It was pretty spectacular.
It was a wolf... teeth bared... howling at a moon.
- Wow, a howling wolf tattoo? That's pretty specific. - Mm.
If this guy did time, there should be a record of it
in the prison tattoo database.
Esposito's checking right now. Any idea whose kid this is?
Uh, there's no reports of any missing babies.
Okay, how about our victim?
Well, aside from a handful of speeding tickets
back in the day, he's clean.
All of his friends say that he was quiet,
he was hard-working,
and completely devoted to his wife.
Huh. Guy takes off for work at 10:00 P.M. and never arrives.
And then at 6:45 the next morning,
he shows up shot to death at a church...
holding somebody else's baby.
What the hell happened during those eight hours? (Elevator bell dings)
(Baby fussing)
Hey, so that's "a couple of things"?
Yeah, I just grabbed the essentials,
you know, uh, diapers, a carrier, wipes, blankies,
bottles, formula, don't want little Cosmo going hungry.
- Cosmo, huh? - Yeah.
- We can't just keep calling him "the baby." - Uh, why "Cosmo"?
- It's what I was gonna call Alexis if she was a boy. (Ryan) - Ah.
A... turkey outfit?
- Really? - It's a Turkey onesie. It's Thanksgiving.
It was expensive, but it's adorable.
And like I said, my family dresses up for Thanksgiving.
Oh.
I'm suddenly getting a clear and frightening visual
as to what my future will look like.
Hey, Castle, um, mind if I... hold him?
It'd be good experience for me.
- Oh, yeah, absolutely. - All right. Good.
- Ready? - Oh, yeah.
Uh... (Crying)
- Put his head there. - I know.
(Continues crying) Hold him under so that...
I know.
(Continues crying)
He's crying. What am I doing wrong?
Just try to remain calm. They can sense fear.
This is not at all like the practice doll.
I thought I was ready.
- Clearly, I am not. - All right.
(Sighs) Oh, God, I'm not ready.
- Oh, he really likes you. - Oh, yeah.
I don't know if you know this about me...
babies love me.
(Baby coos) (Whispers) I'm the baby whisperer.
Wanna hold him?
Uh, no. I'd rather figure out where he came from.
- Well, when a m... - Stop.
Stop. I know where babies come from, Castle.
Just... not this one.
I can't believe you don't want to hold the baby.
Everyone wants to hold the baby.
I don't want to hold that baby.
So I got a hit in the, uh, prison tattoo database.
(Beckett) - Mm-hmm. - Check it out.
Just like Roman described it.
Yep. Belongs to one Jimmy Wolfinsky...
a.k.a. "Jimmy The Wolf."
Suspected in a handful of bank and jewelry jobs.
He was arrested seven years ago
and convicted when a bank robbery went south.
He just got paroled two weeks ago.
Any connection to our victim?
Well, the bank that he robbed...
Jimmy would have gotten away,
but when he came outside the building,
his getaway car was gone.
Jimmy's partner bolted when the alarm sounded.
Cops never caught him, and Jimmy never ratted.
But... witnesses were able to provide a sketch
of the getaway driver. Look familiar?
That's Cameron Ducane... our victim.
Our mild-mannered limo driver had a criminal past.
Looks like that past just caught up with him.
Castle 6x10 - The Good, The Bad & The Baby Original air date November 25, 2013
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So... it's a tale of betrayal and revenge.
Cameron abandons his partner Jimmy
when he comes down, leaving him to take the fall.
Ridden with remorse, Cameron tries to put it all behind him,
start his life anew.
But surprise, surprise,
Jimmy made parole,
after spending seven long years
thinking of ways to make his old partner pay.
No wonder Cameron was adding locks.
He didn't want to tell his wife about it,
because he didn't want her to know about is criminal past.
That's a great theory, Castle,
except where did the baby come from?
Ah. Maybe...
- Nope, I got nothing. - Hmm.
I just talked Jimmy The Wolf's parole officer.
Jimmy's got an apartment in Queens.
Okay. Head up there. See if you can track him down.
Whatever happened last night... he was a part of it.
(Chair wheels rolling) Don't you worry, little Cosmo.
These guys are the best.
If anyone can find your folks, it's them.
Except we have double-checked with hospitals, the F.B.I.,
and the N.C.M.E.C., and nothing.
If someone was missing their baby,
wouldn't they have come forward?
Maybe they don't know he's gone...
Or maybe they're not alive.
I mean, we don't know what happened that night.
Well, whatever happened, happened near that church.
Lanie, what are you doing here?
I had some information. I thought I'd come by
and check on my little patient. (Baby fussing)
(Baby voice) Hi, you little doodle bug.
How you doin'?
What makes you think Cameron was shot near the church?
Well, based on the nature and the severity
of the wounds, your victim maybe had
only five or ten minutes before he bled out.
He couldn't have driven that far.
20 blocks at most.
I also found something unusual under his fingernails.
(Baby voice) Wax residue, charred nitrocellulose...
(Singsongy) and camphor.
- Nitrocellulose? - Yes.
It's used to make celluloid.
You can find it in old film stock,
certain kinds of plastic, but it's highly flammable.
- Isn't it? - Charred celluloid...
where would that come from?
Beats me. That's your job.
Right now my job is to play with the little baby.
(Baby voice) Yes, it is!
Yo.
Jimmy's apartment is empty,
and his landlord hasn't seen him in days.
Well, if he killed Cameron,
he's probably halfway to Mexico by now.
All right, I'll put out a B.O.L.O. on him,
check in with his parole officer,
see if he's got a list of known associates.
He just got out of prison.
If he's on the run, he's gonna need some help.
Yeah, yeah, and, uh, while you do that,
I'm gonna duck inside.
I feel a quick pick calling my name.
- Are you serious? - Two minutes, okay?
Two minutes to fritter away your unborn child's future?
Frittering or investing?
Yo, this is detective Esposito.
I need to put out a B.O.L.O.
on a Jimmy Wolfins...
Never mind. I think I found him.
(Cell phone beeps)
Yo, Jimmy!
Hey!
Come here.
49... (Machine beeps)
9... (Beeps)
36... (Beep)
- Uhh! - Uhh!
Where you running to, pal?
(Handcuffs click, people murmuring)
(Door closes)
Hey! See?
I knew this place was lucky.
Come on.
(Baby fussing) Hmm, see that man?
That is a bad man.
He's gonna confess.
Then we're gonna know just who you are.
- Castle, mind if I try again? - Of course.
- Here you go. - Hey.
Oh. (Chuckles) (Crying)
(Continues crying)
- On second thought, I'll just wait outside. - No problem.
- He's cute. - Yeah.
(Sighs)
(Whispers) You did that on purpose, didn't you?
High five. (Clicks tongue) Good job.
(Beckett) Mr. Wolfinsky,
do you recognize this man?
Never seen him before in my life.
Really?
I think he looks a lot like your old partner...
the one who left you to get busted
at that bank job seven years ago.
Doesn't ring a bell.
That's a grown-up lying.
(Whispers) Get used to that.
(Esposito) Must have ate at ya, huh?
All those nights in the joint.
Knowing you were in there rotting away,
while he was out there free
because he ditched you at the bank.
Like I told the D.A., I didn't have a partner.
And if I did, I ain't no rat.
What about...
a murderer?
- Cam's dead? - So you do know him?
Yeah, okay, but I had nothing to do with this.
The day you make parole, he installs a security system,
gets all new locks.
Now why would he do that?
Because...
I don't know, when I was convicted,
I may have told some folks that, uh, Cam will pay.
But that was years ago.
Look, the truth is,
I was the one who messed up that day.
I got hung up inside.
Cam waited as long as he could...
longer than he should've.
I told him that. He knew we were square.
Witnesses at Cam's work say otherwise.
Said you two were fighting, that afterwards...
- Cam was scared to come back to the garage at night. - What?
Nah, it's just, I'm trying to get my life together,
like he did.
I thought maybe he could put in a word with his boss,
help me get a job driving.
Well, that's funny.
'Cause witnesses say that the conversation was heated.
Because he wouldn't help me.
He told me he couldn't be around me anymore,
that that part of his life was over.
After all I'd done for him, keeping my mouth shut
all those years, he couldn't even put in a good word?
That's the last I saw of him.
Mr. Wolfinksy, where were you last night?
I was with my girlfriend out in Jersey.
I've been with her all week.
What about this morning, between 6:00 and 7:00?
We were having breakfast at a diner.
People saw us. Look, I swear this wasn't me.
Have you ever seen this baby before?
No.
What's a baby gotta do with this?
Well, he's telling the truth.
According to his girlfriend and a roommate,
he spent the last few days at their apartment in Jersey.
And a waitress at that diner
- places him there during the shooting window. - Yeah.
Okay, well, if Jimmy was telling the truth,
then Cam didn't have any reason to be afraid of him.
And why was he avoiding the limo garage
at his 3:00 A.M. lunch break?
Maybe he wasn't avoiding it.
Maybe something else was going on.
Most limo companies use G.P.S. services
to track their vehicles. Maybe they can tell us
where Cam was going all those nights.
On it.
Uh, excuse me, detective Beckett?
- Yeah. - Hi.
Sandra Whitman... child services.
Sorry it took me so long to get here.
This time of year is always bad.
Oh, no, uh, not a problem.
- He's right in the lounge. - Oh, great, thanks.
Um, uh... what's gonna happen to him?
County facilities don't currently have any beds.
So we're working to find a foster family to take him.
I'll let you know as soon as we do.
Thank you.
(Speaking inaudibly)
I don't know if we should
just be handing him over to strangers.
Hi. (Speaks indistinctly)
Castle, we were strangers until this morning.
How can you be logical in the face of that face?
Well, because I have to be. I mean, we don't know
what's gonna happen to Cosmo. We can't get attached.
Is that why you won't hold him?
Yes.
Okay. Fine.
I've never really been a baby person.
I mean, some people see babies
and they want to hold them, they want to nibble their toes,
and I've never been one of those people. So...
Oh.
I did not know that about you.
I suppose you hate rainbows, too.
I don't hate babies, Castle.
I just don't see the appeal.
But I'm sure I'll feel differently
when we have one of our own.
Will you?
Will you?!
Okay, so we pulled G.P.S. information
from the past six nights that Cameron was at work,
and nothing out of the ordinary.
Until we took a look at his lunch hour.
- Check it out. - Every night at 3:00 A.M...
(Types) he'd go off shift,
and he would drive here.
The Colfax building downtown?
But he wouldn't stay long. Watch.
Every night, he would drive to the same destination...
(Clicks key) a block in Alphabet City.
Each night he would take a different route,
and he'd do it over and over again.
(Beeping)
Only one reason I can think why someone like him
would be doing something like that.
He was practicing escape routes.
Cam was back in the life.
He was planning a getaway.
We scrubbed traffic cam footage from the Colfax building
between the time Cameron left his house that night,
- to when he arrived at the church. - And we found this
behind the Colfax building.
That's his car.
Two guys are with him.
3:57 A.M.
Where are they going with that briefcase?
Don't know, but... then
about 15 minutes later...
(Clicks mouse)
(Castle) Here they come. Same briefcase.
It's a heist...
And Cam is the wheelman.
- What's in the building? - Uh, high-end offices,
jewelry store, real estate, and law offices,
the TV station, and a couple of banks.
I checked the blotter.
There were no reports of any break-ins
from anyone at that address.
Well, they might not know they have been hit.
Is there any evidence of the baby in the footage?
Nope. Only three men and a mustang.
So where did Cosmo come from?
Must be from wherever Cameron was between 4:12 A.M.
and when he was shot at 6:30.
Canvass the area in Alphabet City
where Cameron's practice route ended.
See if you can figure out where those guys were holed up.
Castle and I will head down to the Colfax building.
Someone down there must know what these guys took.
(Man) I'm sorry, detective. As head of security,
I checked with all our tenants.
As far as we can tell, nothing was taken.
Well, nothing? Are you sure?
Uh, Mr. Dennis,
how... how's your security system?
State of the art...
good camera coverage, motion detectors.
We double-checked all our systems.
No wires were cut, no alarms were triggered,
no elevators called. (Cell phone beeps)
There's just no evidence of anyone entering the building.
Then how do you explain this?
Two masked guys entering your parking lot
at 4:00 A.M.?
(Sighs) I don't know.
It's possible they never got past the parking gate
and just gave up.
Still, we're gonna need to examine
- all the surveillance from last night, Mr. Dennis. - Of course.
I'll also get you a list of our tenants,
if you want to follow up.
A heist where nothing was taken.
Maybe this is a classic
"no honor among thieves" situation.
You know, heist goes wrong, they fight.
Where someone gets shot running away with a baby?
Not-so-classic
"no honor among thieves" situation?
No.
Hey, earlier just got me thinking,
our baby's due in a month,
and I can't stop it. What if I'm really not ready?
Well, you're not ready.
- What? - Nobody is.
Look, being a dad is like being a cop.
It doesn't matter what they teach you in the academy,
you learn on the streets. You did okay with that, right?
Uh, my first day, I was so nervous,
I rear-ended a S.W.A.T. van,
and ten guys in vests poured out,
ready to take me down with extreme prejudice.
Well...
you care.
That already makes you a hundred times better
than the dad I had.
This is it.
This is where Cam's route ended.
Hey, Espo. Check it out.
A bullet hole.
The building's scheduled to be torn down
the end of the month.
Making this a perfect hideout.
- Over here. - Yeah.
We think this is where Cam's killer fired from.
Is that powder residue?
Probably broke the window with his elbow
before firing down at Cameron.
This building is about a 5-minute drive
to that church.
Something caught fire here recently.
(Sniffs) Very recently.
There's also signs of a fight...
blood spatter on the walls. Don't know whose.
And we found this.
Cosmo was here.
Okay, so this must be where Cameron got him from.
What was a baby doing here in the first place?
Get C.S.U. down here. Have them tear this place apart.
Prints, trace, anything that'll help us identify
- whoever else was involved. - Right.
(Receiver clatters)
You okay?
Yeah. I just keep wondering about whose blood that was
on the wall of the hideout.
Every time I think about it, I don't like how the story ends.
Well, I've contacted every business
in the Colfax building.
No thefts and no missing babies.
Hey. We took another look at Jimmy Wolfinsky.
If he is involved, we can't find a connection.
I spoke to Cameron's wife again.
There's no indication of any new friends in his life.
But they were having money issues.
They were on the verge of losing their house.
So odds are, whatever he was doing was for the money.
But there was nothing unusual in his phone records,
and no activity that night.
Well, C.S.U. is just getting started,
and we're not gonna learn anything more until tomorrow,
- so... - All right.
- Good night. - Good night, guys.
We should probably get going, too.
You know, even though he had been shot,
Cameron did everything he could to keep that baby safe.
That doesn't seem like the actions of a bad guy.
(Keys jangling) Yeah, well, he's probably not a bad guy.
He just made a bad choice and got in over his head.
Now come on. Let's go home.
(Baby crying) Shh, it's okay.
It's okay, shh. Hush, hush, hush.
Oh, no. What's wrong, Cosmo? (Stops crying)
- You're still here? - Yeah.
I've been trying to locate a foster family.
But because it's Thanksgiving week,
no one's available.
I'm gonna have to bring him to the County Crisis Center
until I can find someone who can take him.
I thought you said there weren't any beds.
When it's this crowded, they have to double up.
There's no other options?
That's the only place that can take an infant.
Well, what if we take him?
Wait...
what?
Well, we've already bonded. I... I got all the stuff.
(Whispers) No, no. Castle, I told you.
I know, I know. You haven't been around babies that much.
Not a big deal.
I got this. I'm the baby whisperer.
Look, she's not gonna just give you a baby.
I'm sure that there are background checks
and forms that we have to fill out, right?
Not... if the baby officially remains
in the custody of the N.Y.P.D.
And you guys have done...
(Singsongy) an amazing job so far.
What do you say, Beckett?
Wanna have a baby?
Come on! It'll be fun.
(Crying)
(Whispers) Sorry. (Exhales)
(Crying)
This is so not fun.
Castle, if this is a part of your plan
to turn me into a baby person,
it's not working.
It isn't.
Well, it was, at first. But...
(Whispers) he was so good at the precinct.
- I thought you were the "baby whisperer." - I am.
There's something wrong with this baby.
Ooh, okay! So, it says here that,
"gently bouncing your baby should calm him or her down."
Okay, okay, okay, okay. (Continues crying)
I got an idea.
Shh, shh, okay.
You're making me look bad, kid.
Anything you want, okay, buddy?
You just tell me what it is, I will give it to you.
Okay, shh.
Here, sit. Bounce.
Okay, okay, okay.
(Crying subsides)
(Baby fussing)
Ooh, it's working.
Yeah. You're a genius.
(Claps hands)
(Spits)
(Stifles laugh) Do not laugh.
(Whispers) I'm not laughing.
You do not laugh. Get me the towel.
Okay, here.
- Here, take him. - Huh?
- Take him. - Okay.
Come on. Thank you. Here we go.
- There we go. - Hey!
- Here we go... - Not on the rug.
Okay. We're gonna go up...
- Not on that chair. - Okay.
Put him on the blanket. I hate that blanket.
We're going on the nasty blanket.
Yeah, okay, good.
- Hold him, or he'll roll off. - Yes.
(Crying) Castle, I think he needs a change of clothes.
- Uh, get him undressed. I'll get a onesie. - Okay.
(Singsongy) Changin', changin'...
And a new diaper.
- Uh, all right, switch. - Yeah.
Here.
Okay.
Wipes.
Lotion.
(Squirts)
Diaper.
Onesie. (Baby fusses)
And...
victory.
We've done it.
(Claps hands) All right.
- You hold him. - Okay, all right.
There we go. I'll take care of... this.
Okay.
(Lowered voice) Uncle Rick's pretty funny, huh?
I think you're pretty funny, too.
(Thud) Ugh.
What?
Nothing.
All right.
Now all we have to do is get him to sleep.
(Martha) Well, you are a hungry boy.
Yes, you are.
Good for you.
Oh, well, look who's up.
How long have I been gone?
(Elevator bell dings)
Coffee's not even helping.
I'd forgotten about this part.
Whoa.
You two look like you got hit by the milk truck.
You see this face?
- This is the face of your future. - That bad, huh?
No, no, no, we slept like babies.
Yeah, up every hour.
(Ryan) Where is the little guy?
Martha and Alexis offered to babysit him.
They said they're gonna make a day out of it.
So, where are we on, um...
(Esposito) - Child services? - Child services.
Still no reports of a missing baby.
But while you two were bouncing junior on your knee,
C.S.U. reports came in.
Whoever was there cleaned up after themselves.
The place was wiped down for prints.
What about that fire?
Analysis of the burn showed high concentration
nitrocellulose and camphor.
Charred celluloid.
- Just like on Cameron. - That blood we found...
according to genetic markers,
came from someone related to that baby.
But without anything else to go on,
all we know is that they are related.
We still don't know who either of them are.
What about Cameron? He must've known.
We rechecked his phones, friends, and financials.
Whatever was going on, he hid it well.
And since no one in that office building
knows what our thieves were after,
we're back at square one.
Maybe not.
Why? What are you thinking?
I... given how much baby garbage
we generated in just one night,
and how quickly they cleaned and vacated that apartment
after the shooting,
I'm wondering where all their garbage went.
You take me to the most exotic places.
Look, if you didn't wanna jump in,
you could've just waited on the side
like you usually do.
What? Are you kidding? After the puke storm
I put you through last night,
it felt wrong not to participate.
(Chuckles) Yeah.
Which, by the way, you were great last night.
Thank you. You weren't so bad yourself.
Well, I was no baby whisperer.
You know, I... I gotta say, when I... when I volunteered
to take Cosmo, I... I thought I was doing it for his benefit.
But... I realized I was doing it more for mine.
I... when Alexis was little, Meredith really wasn't around.
So I... I did it all on my own.
And when you said you weren't a baby person...
Oh, okay, okay. I get it.
- You were thinking that... - Yeah.
Okay, well, I'll tell you what.
When the time comes...
there's no way I'm gonna let you
take care of our baby on your own.
(Ryan) Hey, guys! (Loud clatter)
Got somethin'.
(Chuckles)
Diapers.
Same kind that Cosmo was wearing when we found him.
Cheap, non-biodegradable kind?
(Castle) - Well, that's just criminal. - What else is in the bag?
(Rustling)
Wine preservation kit, with, uh, ooh, argon canisters.
Really? That's weird.
Ping pong balls, paddles, and a net.
Ping pong balls!
Those are made of celluloid, highly flammable.
That's what caused the burn.
Really? They were lighting ping pong balls on fire?
(Rustling)
Okay, get the bags to C.S.U., see if they can pull prints.
Oh, look, a receipt from three days ago
for the diapers from a Quick Mart.
Person paid cash.
Does it have a time stamp?
(Esposito) Here it is. 2:47 P.M.
And there's our buyer.
Turn your head.
(Under breath) Come on, come on.
Damn it.
Okay, a wine preservation kit, flaming ping pong balls,
a missing baby, and a heist where nothing was taken.
I mean, each time we find a piece of this puzzle,
it makes less and less sense.
There's something we're missing.
- Something that... (Ryan) - Oh, oh!
It's time. It's time! It's time!
(Turns on TV) Something that's gonna make all the pieces fit.
Shh, shh, shh, quiet, everybody!
It's starting!
(Theme music playing)
Thank you so much.
Wow, Ryan.
- How many of these things did you buy... - Shh!
Baby needs an education.
?
Hello! I'm Miranda Vail,
and this is the 5 State Magicball Lottery.
We have the largest pot in 5 State history...
That something we're missing? I think we just found it.
- Sorry, Jen. - 247 million dollars.
So let's see if there's a winner out there.
You could be next.
Are you ready for your dreams to come true?
Yes.
Here we go...
40...
I've got that.
9...
- Another one. - Yeah?
(Under breath) 22...
22...
17...
37...
And the Magicball number is...
28.
No way.
28.
- What the... - I'm Miranda Vail...
How'd you know that, Castle?
It's Cameron's lottery ticket, and it's motive.
Esposito, you said that there was a TV station
in the Colfax building?
Yeah, WQTI.
Right, the break-in where nothing was stolen?
Ping pong balls, wax, gas.
You guys, it makes perfect sense.
He fixed the lottery.
(Groans)
It wasn't a heist. It was an exchange.
They replaced the official lotto balls
with the doctored ones,
which is why no one knew anything was missing.
They must've filled their lottery balls
with argon gas, sealing the hole with wax.
Under the hot lights of the TV studio,
the argon would make the balls expand enough,
they wouldn't go in the chute.
They would just bounce off.
So only the balls without gas can fit through 'em.
Yeah, they must've been doing tests,
exposing the gas-filled balls to heat sources,
and gotten them too close, and celluloid is flammable...
- That's how the fire started. - It all fits.
And there's one sure way to prove it.
- 17... - No.
- 37... - No, no.
- No, this is impossible. - And yet...
You don't understand. This can't happen.
The balls are hand-delivered and locked in sealed briefcases
by the lottery commission.
They're placed in a safe
that only two people have access to.
And what happens to the case
between the safe and the studio?
One briefcase is chosen at random,
between nine identical cases just before the drawing.
The balls are then removed from the case,
weighed, measured, and then placed
inside the machine by people wearing rubber gloves.
Making this... a statistical impossibility.
- The odds against this happening are like... - Winning the lottery?
(Sighs) The case that they had with them at the time
was only large enough to fit one set of balls.
You said that they set that you used
was chosen at random. Who makes that choice?
Our lottery announcer, Miranda Vail.
But she's been with us for ten years.
She would never do something like that.
Does she have any children?
Yeah, a baby boy.
How old?
Maybe 3 months.
- Where is she right now? - She said she wasn't feeling well. She just left.
Okay, you stay here. That's evidence.
Watch those balls.
(Exhales)
No. Not touching it.
Miranda!
Miranda Vail!
I'm sorry. I'm in a hurry.
Please, just wait. We need to talk.
- No, I can't, please. I'm sorry. - We have your baby.
You have him.
Yes.
- You have Benny? - Yes.
Oh, my God. Where is he? Is he okay?
- He's safe. He's... - What about my husband?
Paul, they have him, too.
They called me three days ago.
Who?
A man.
He said they were holding Paul, my husband, and Benny,
and that if I went to the police
or said anything to anyone, he would kill them both.
And did you recognize his voice?
It was disguised.
He told me that if I wanted
to see my family again, I had to do exactly as he said.
And what did he tell you to do?
He said it was easy.
All I had to do was pick the right set of balls.
He would call me the morning of the lottery
and tell me which one.
Did he?
Yesterday, at 5:00 A.M., he told me to pick
the third briefcase from the left,
and that if his numbers didn't come up,
that I would be sorry.
Did you hear anything else?
Anything in the background?
(Voice breaking) No. All I heard was Benny crying.
When do I get to see him? Is he here?
He's on his way in right now.
One thing I... I still don't get.
When they came forward to collect their winnings,
you would know who they were.
How did they plan on getting away with it?
They were going to hold Paul and Benny
another couple of days,
until they could collect their winnings.
Once they moved the money out of the country,
they were going to release them.
But now...
(Voice breaking) do you think you can find him?
(Gates) If Paul's still a hostage, he won't be for long.
Whatever happened that night with his captors,
their plan is blown.
Not necessarily.
We checked with lottery officials.
A second ticket with the exact same numbers
was sold in the City
just hours after Cameron's body was found.
A replacement ticket.
They might not know we made the connection
to the lottery.
After all, Miranda did as she was asked.
So they may still come forward.
What if they decide that it's too risky?
What if they discover that we know?
Then Paul Vail will be nothing but a liability,
and they will kill him.
Then we need to find him before that happens.
C.S.U.'s going over Cam's car again,
see if his partners left any trace evidence.
But it's gonna take time.
Time is one thing we don't have.
And we're facing an uphill battle.
Whoever these guys are, they must've been damn good
to get past that building's security undetected.
Wait. What if they didn't?
What do you mean?
We already know they have one person
working on the inside of the Colfax building...
Miranda, but what if they have two?
They would've needed someone to help them circumvent
the building's security system, avoid the camera,
and rewrite all the logs.
The only person capable of doing that undetected...
Is the head of security.
He works in the building. We spoke to him.
We may have already tipped our hand.
Not if he's being leveraged, too.
What do we know about him?
Walter Dennis. Guy's an ex-cop from Albany.
Any family, spouse, or children they can use against him?
No, guy's divorced. No kids.
Listen to this. Dennis got fired from
the Albany Police Department ten years ago for taking bribes.
- He's dirty. - They're not leveraging him.
He's in on it.
If he's in on it, then he knows we're onto him.
He would've seen us taking Miranda.
They can't come forward now. They're gonna kill Paul.
(Clatters)
Dennis isn't at work. He left right after we did.
He's not at his apartment either.
- No, he's wherever Paul is. - Hey, check this out.
I found a series of calls between Walter Dennis
and Roman's limo service.
Where Cameron worked.
Dennis called there six times.
Probably to plan the job.
Only they weren't to Cam.
These were made in the last two days.
After Cam was already dead, so...
Who was he calling?
(Pounds on door)
(Latch clicks)
Come on. Let's go. It's clear.
Come on. Let's get him.
Come on, Vail.
Time's up.
(Muffled shouting) Come on. Get him in.
Come on, get him in there.
Get him in, get him in the truck. (Muffled grunting)
Get him in. (Muffled groaning)
Sorry, pal. The way things stand, we got no other choice.
(Gun cocks) I think you do.
(Guns cocking)
(Ryan) Come on, on your knees.
(Handcuffs click)
(Telephone ringing)
(Paul) I never thought I'd see you again.
Paul.
Where's Benny?
He's on his way up now.
(Lowered voice) Nicely done.
Thanks, but, uh, Cam is the real hero here.
The getaway driver?
Yeah, turns out it was a case of "honor among thieves."
Yeah, Paul told us the whole story.
When Cam's boss, Roman, found out about his past,
he pressured Cam into the job
and threatened to fire him if he didn't go along.
He was gonna destroy everything
he and his wife were trying to build.
Roman promised no one would get hurt,
but then after the ball exchange at the TV station,
Cam overheard Roman and Walter Dennis talking.
That whole leaving the country thing was bull.
They never had any intention of letting the Vails live.
Yeah, before collecting the winnings,
they were gonna stage an accident, killing 'em all.
Silencing the only witnesses to their crime.
When Cam found out, he couldn't live with it.
He tried to save us both. But they caught him.
So he grabbed Benny and ran.
He gave up his life for us.
(Footsteps approaching)
(Elevator doors close) Look who's here.
Benny. Oh, my God.
(Benny fussing)
My grandmother got him some new clothes.
Hey, buddy. Hey.
(Crying)
(Whispers) Oh, my God.
(Fussing)
Well, the good news is...
I mean, besides saving that family...
they are rolling over the lottery.
So I got another shot at that $247 million.
All I gotta do is tape my tickets back together.
(Esposito) Oh, dude.
(Inhales sharply) They, uh...
they already took out the trash, so...
(Laughs)
I'm just gonna let him swim around the dumpster
for like an hour, then I'm gonna pull him out.
(Beckett laughs) Happy Thanksgiving.
Yeah, you, too.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
You know, I... I think I'm actually gonna miss little Benny.
Well, who knows?
Maybe in a few thanksgivings from now,
we'll have a couple Bennys of our own running around.
Hey, if you guys have kids in a few years,
and I have kids in a few years,
they can grow up together.
And it's ruined.
And the Turkey will be, too, if I don't get it
out of the freezer. Come on, ladies. Chop, chop.
There we go.
- Ooh. - Oh, this is so exciting.
Our family is just growing by leaps and bounds.
If we keep this up, darling,
we're gonna need a bigger table.
Exactly 20 minutes till turkey time.
(Liquid pouring) Pi is on his way,
and Beckett's dad just called. He'll be here any minute.
Excellent. And where's Beckett?
(Martha) Katherine.
What on earth are you wearing?
My... outfit.
Your family... tradition.
Yeah, uh, you do know I was kidding...
(Whispers) about that, right?
You know, I actually wasn't sure about that.
So I figured, if this isn't a Castle family tradition,
then maybe it should be.
Better put this on, pilgrim.
(Chuckles)
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