Coffee shop's on the south side of 67th and Lex.
Take the 65th street transverse across the park.
Freaking tourists on 5th Avenue always screw up traffic.
It's Madison. Probably running late.
- Hey, bitch. - Hey, Madison.
Sure this comes as a shock to you, but I'm running late.
Of course you are.
I'll meet you there as soon as...
Just my stupid Lacrosse trophy.
Anyways, I'm on my way in five.
Did you hear that?
Uh, hear what?
Hold on. Stay with me.
Who's there?
Hello?
Oh, my God. I think it's...
Madison?!
Aah!
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Uh, shall I put on a little music?
Are you trying to get me in the mood, Castle?
Yes, I am... in the mood to select
one of these amazing wedding bands.
Oh.
I've weeded out the hacks and selected five finalists.
A band?
What's a party without a deejay?
That's rhetorical, right?
Come on, Castle, I don't want
some cheesy band leader trying to imitate Sinatra
when we're dancing our first dance to "Witchcraft."
I want Ol' Blue Eyes himself.
Uh, well, sadly, he's not available.
No, but his recordings are via a deejay.
Can we go back a second? Why would we be dancing to "Witchcraft"?
- 'Cause it's our song. - Since when?
Since we sang it at the karaoke bar in the Hamptons last summer.
I thought our song
was Bruce Springsteen's "Dancing in the Dark."
Since when?
Since I had the boss pull you onstage
Courtney-Cox style at the beacon.
Do we not have a song?
We must have a song.
It looks like they're playing it now.
Beckett.
Murder at Sutton Place.
Fancy address for a homicide.
Fancy family.
Our victim, Madison Beaumont... she was a senior at, uh...
Faircroft Preparatory Academy. I recognize the crest.
One of the many schools I attended
on my road to greatness.
Okay, so, there's signs of struggle.
Looks like Madison put up a fight.
Was she here alone?
Yeah. Parents were gone for the evening.
Mother's a designer.
Father's some high-powered defense attorney.
- Forced entry? - Nope.
Nothing's missing, either,
so probably wasn't a burglary gone wrong.
Is that blood up there on the rafter?
Yes, and it's hers.
How'd it get up there?
Well, as far as we can tell,
our killer threw Madison up there.
Which is probably what killed her.
She has a major intracranial injury.
She was thrown against the ceiling?
That is a superhuman feat
bordering on physically impossible.
Okay, Castle, let's hear it.
What's your outlandish theory?
Isn't it obvious?
Madison made the Hulk angry.
Well, Hulk or no Hulk,
liver temp puts the time of death
somewhere between 8:00 and 10:00 tonight.
Which fits with our 911 call.
Call came in at 9:08 from a cabbie
saying that someone was being attacked at this address.
A cabbie? Did he witness the murder?
We're still not clear on that.
We're trying to track him down.
Meanwhile, Espo's talking with Madison's family
back at the precinct.
If only we'd stayed home instead of going to dinner.
We wanted to give Madison her space.
- We've been fighting a lot. - About what?
Her not studying, her not talking to us...
normal teenage stuff.
I have to ask.
Do you know of anybody who might want to hurt your daughter?
No. No, of course not.
Madison had so many friends.
Her favorite thing to do
was plan events for everyone to enjoy.
The winter ball is in two...
Two days.
Well, we think whoever did this
had to be unusually strong... muscular, maybe.
Do you know of anybody in her life...
Oh, my God.
Charles, what about Riley?
Uh, who's Riley?
Riley Mitchum... her ex-boyfriend.
Madison broke up with him last month.
He didn't take it well.
Riley Mitchum...
according to the Faircroft football website,
"he's 6'2" and 210 pounds."
There's your Hulk, Castle.
Well, though murder is at odds
with the values instilled in a Faircroft man.
I haven't been back here since I was a senior.
So, this is where you graduated, huh?
Well, I would have, if it wasn't for the fact
that one night, my buddies and I sneaked in
and pushed a cow up 12 flights of stairs onto the roof.
- A cow? Really? - Yep.
So, what happened?
Did you guys get expelled?
No, just me. I wasn't connected like my buddies were.
I was the scholarship kid, so I got the boot.
Well, I think you turned out all right.
Me, too.
Man, this is awful.
I mean, Madison was, like, my first love.
Must've hurt when she broke up with you.
Wait, y... you guys got it all wrong.
I broke up with her.
Mm, not according to her mom.
Man, her... her parents didn't have a clue, okay?
A couple months ago,
Madison started going out all times of the night.
- She wouldn't tell me what she was up to. - Was she seeing someone else?
I figured she had to be, but I never found out who.
Where were you last night?
Was with... my new girl. You can ask her.
Okay, well, I'm gonna need a name to confirm that.
Excuse me.
- Hey, Beckett. - Hey, Ryan.
I need you to check into
Madison's phone records and recent activity.
Look for anyone new in her life.
You got it. Meantime, we located that cabbie.
He says two female passengers saw the attack on a video call.
They told him to call 911.
Then they bolted from the cab.
But he gave us the building where he picked the girls up,
and the doorman there I.D.'d them.
- Where are they now? - Same place you are.
Kris Howard? Hillary Cooper?
It's about Madison, isn't it?
We were Facetiming with her when it happened.
It was horrifying.
Well, then, why didn't you call 911?
We just panicked.
We were scared.
Of what?
That we'd be next.
Next? What, did the attacker see you?
No, but...
What?
Look, uh, two weeks ago,
this thing happened in the cafeteria...
Hey. The principal said we're not supposed to talk about it.
About what?
You'll have to ask him.
The principal will be with you in just a moment.
Thank you.
Castle, none of this adds up.
What were those girls so afraid of?
What happened in that cafeteria?
I'd offer a theory, but I'm too busy
having detention flashbacks.
You must've spent a lot of time in this hallway.
More than I did in class.
I bet that principal hated you.
I'm wondering if "hate" is a strong-enough word.
Principal Dunnan had to hire a crane
to get that cow off the roof.
But I'm sure that old battle-ax has long since retired.
Put out to pasture, so to speak.
Is that a bovine reference, Mr. Rodgers?
Principal Dunnan, you're, uh... still here.
And, sadly, you have returned.
I see you have managed to extricate yourself
from a life of delinquency, Mr. Rodgers,
and become a writer... of sorts.
Well, actually, it's, uh, Mr. Castle now.
You'll always be Rodgers to me.
Uh, we need to ask you a few questions
about Madison Beaumont.
It's a terrible business.
It's a real tragedy for the entire Faircroft family.
Two of her friends, Kris Howard and Hillary Cooper,
witnessed the murder over Facetime,
but they're not willing to talk. We need to know why.
Apparently, it's related to something
that happened in the cafeteria recently?
Mr. Dunnan?
I'll tell you,
but you have to agree not to make any of this public.
It will damage the school's reputation.
We are in the middle of a murder investigation.
You're not exactly in the position to bargain here.
Very well.
I'm surprised he can use a computer.
I am old, not deaf, Mr. Rodgers, and undaunted by technology.
Two weeks ago,
a student captured this event on his cellphone.
- "Event"? - Yes.
I removed the video from his phone.
I didn't want anyone to see it
until the incident was fully understood.
- Alli Billings? - Hot. - So hot. - So hot.
- All right, all right. Rikki Gelson? - No way!
I'd still hit it!
High-school guys playing "hot-or-not"...
- that's the event? - Just wait.
Okay, Jordan Gibbs... hot or not?
What?
Jordan is a good student,
but she's a bit of a black sheep.
What's for lunch, Jordan... linoleum?
And she's being bullied by our victim and her friends.
Keep watching.
Aah!
That... is the event.
The outcast...
The mean girls,
the rage that erupts in a telekinetic attack.
This is a real-life "Carrie."
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This has got to be a hoax.
I ran into the cafeteria as soon as the commotion started.
The place was in shambles, but if it was a hoax,
the perpetrator left no evidence.
Okay, well, we'll need a copy of this for analysis.
- Now, has anything like this happened before? - No.
Um, yes...
at the crime scene.
This explains Madison's head wound,
the blood on the rafters.
Jordan threw her up there using the powers of her mind...
telekinesis.
Is there a history of trouble between Jordan and Madison?
Not until recently.
I heard a rumor
that Madison and her friends were harassing Jordan.
I reached out to her,
but she said she would prefer handling things herself.
Well, if this is how she handles things,
no wonder Kris and Hillary are scared.
We need to speak with Jordan.
I'll have her pulled from class.
Cannot wait to tell Stephen about this case.
- Hmm? - Stephen King.
He won't believe it... a real-life Carrie.
Castle, uh, I can't say
what happened in the cafeteria or in Madison's bedroom yet.
But I can say this...
the animosity between those two girls
is what makes Jordan a person of interest
and not your telekinetic fantasy.
I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid that Jordan is gone.
What do you mean she's gone?
It seems a student in her class came in and told everyone
the NYPD was here asking about Madison.
Jordan got very upset and left the campus.
Her teacher just called to inform us.
Jordan's still not answering.
It just keeps going right to voicemail.
You sure she's not at my house?
I sent my partner in to check. She wasn't there.
Ms. Papen, did Jordan ever mention
a Madison Beaumont to you?
No, not that I can remember.
- Was she home last night? - No.
She was out till after 11:00.
- Out where? - I don't know.
Look, my brother and his wife died in a car wreck,
and I took Jordan in.
That's what you do.
But I have two jobs just to keep us afloat,
and I wasn't home till 8:00, and she was gone.
How did she seem when she got home?
Quiet, as usual.
We didn't talk much,
and then she just went straight to her room.
Hey, Javi...
Got a second?
Yeah. Excuse me.
Detective...
I... I know what this looks like,
but... Jordan is a really good kid.
You know, she got a scholarship herself
to that fancy school, and, I mean,
she just... she wouldn't throw that away, you know?
She... she just wouldn't do this.
Yeah. It was totally Jordan.
No doubt.
But you never actually saw her.
Well, we didn't see anyone.
It was as if some invisible force
threw Madison around the room like a rag doll.
- The same way Jordan attacked us in the cafeteria. - Yeah.
After you knocked into her as she carried a tray full of food.
Look, we know it was wrong of us to mess with her, but...
I mean, she's odd, you know?
She's into weird stuff.
Comic books?
Yeah, I found them all over Jordan's room.
Big deal... she's an X-Men fan.
Maybe 'cause she's one of them.
Check it out.
"Telekinesis unleashed."
"Developing telekinetic powers."
"Telekinesis for beginners."
And then... there's this.
- Come on, bro. Let's be serious. - Yeah?
Is this serious enough for you?
That's our victim.
I found it taped over Jordan's desk.
Was she always into this stuff?
Uh, no. It started a few weeks ago.
She asked for an advance on her allowance
and then went and bought all these books.
Why?
What about Jordan's friends?
Would they know where she is?
She doesn't have a lot of friends.
She spends most of her time in front of her computer.
Do you mind if we take a look at it?
It might help us find out where she went.
No, that's fine.
Well, she's a teenage girl.
There's got to be somebody that she's hanging with.
Well, there's one boy that comes around now and then.
He brought Jordan's homework to the house when she was sick.
His name is Lucas.
Lucas Troy. And there he is.
Ah, "A Starry Knight"... the winter ball.
Did I tell you principal Dunnan expelled me just before prom?
Castle, no! You didn't get to go to your own prom?
And my date would've been Audra Dobson...
so unbelievably hot.
Well, if it's any consolation, I missed my prom as well.
Really? Why?
Lucas Troy?
Hi. I'm detective Kate Beckett.
This is my colleague, Richard Castle.
- Do you have a minute? - Yeah. Ye... s... sorry.
I'm just trying to get this done for tomorrow's dance.
I've been at it all week.
At this point, the inside of my lungs
are probably cerulean blue.
I'm surprised they're not postponing the dance.
Madison's parents are insisting it go on in her memory.
It's amazing... even after she's dead,
everything's still all about her.
Obviously, you're not a fan.
I didn't like how she treated people.
People like Jordan Gibbs.
Yeah, but there's no way Jordan would retaliate.
The girl wouldn't raise her hand to anyone.
She didn't have to,
not when she has flying chairs in her arsenal.
I heard the rumors.
I wasn't there in the cafeteria,
but I'm sure she had nothing to do with that.
No, but you were in her first-period class this morning.
- Do you know where she went? - She didn't say a word to me.
She just... she just took off.
Lucas, we spoke with your teacher.
She said that you left right after Jordan did.
You were gone for 15 minutes. Where'd you go?
Look.
I... I could see she was really upset,
so I just wanted to see if she was okay.
So I went after her...
But I lost her, uh, at the 4/5/6 subway station on 86th.
Okay, so, let's start with the cafeteria video.
There's no indication that Jordan Gibbs or anyone else
is moving the tables and chairs.
Frankly, I can't explain what we're seeing here.
Well, I think I can offer an explanation.
Uh, what about the Facetime call made to Madison's friends?
Is there any way to retrieve that?
A video call is like a phone call.
Unless someone's recording it,
once the call ends, the data is gone.
As for Jordan's laptop, browser history suggests
she spent hours obsessing on all things telekinesis
starting two weeks ago.
Right about the time
she telekinetically rearranged the cafeteria.
Clearly, Jordan realized she had powers
and was trying to understand them.
This is exactly like the movie "Carrie."
Yes, exactly like the movie... fictional.
Jordan doesn't have powers.
Hey.
Got Jordan's phone records.
Her service provider says that her phone's been turned off,
but she made one call right when she ditched school.
- To who? - Number's listed to a Henderson Diagnostics,
and I can't find any info on what they do, exactly.
But when I called, there was no answer,
no voicemail or message, either.
- Did you get an address? - Uh, yeah... Brooklyn, off the 4/5 line.
What was Jordan doing all the way out here?
I mean, it's miles away from her house, the school, uh...
Just because nobody knows who Jordan's friends are
doesn't mean she doesn't have any.
And her friends hang out in a place like this?
Hi.
NYPD. I'd like to ask you a few que...
Y... you must be here for the doctor.
He's in session now.
Follow me.
Excuse me. NYPD.
We're looking...
for...
I think we're in the right place.
- How did you do that? - The power of a focused mind.
Yeah, I saw that trick in Vegas.
So, who are you? What is this place?
I am Dr. Rampanel.
And this place is my lab, and what I do is not magic.
So, then, what is it?
I teach biophysics at M.I.T.
I rent this space from Henderson
to conduct my research in telekinesis.
You study telekinesis?
I teach people how to unlock their potential.
For a fee, I'm guessing.
If they pay you enough,
you make them believe they're special.
I see you're a skeptic.
Most ungifted are.
What can you tell us about Jordan Gibbs?
Ah, yes. Jordan.
She came by last week, I think, to have herself evaluated.
How did she do? Uh, let me guess...
off the charts.
I really can't discuss my findings.
Last week?
But she called here this morning.
In fact, she did, yes.
And... what did she say?
Uh, she was frightened.
You see, Jordan doesn't yet know how to control her powers.
So, did she come here to see you?
Yes. But she's gone now.
You're lying.
And if you don't tell me the truth,
I will arrest you for obstruction
- and harboring a fugitive... - Stop.
Leave him alone.
He's just trying to protect me.
She even kind of looks like Carrie.
No, she does not!
Besides, how would that little, skinny girl
throw Madison up against the ceiling?
With powers we have yet to comprehend.
Be careful in there. Don't anger her.
We don't know what she's capable of.
You're right.
You should probably go in there with me...
for protection.
You're a hard girl to find, Jordan.
I had to get away from Faircroft.
Everyone was whispering about
how I was the one who killed Madison.
And why would they say that?
Is it because Madison was your Nemesis?
She didn't used to be.
For the longest time,
I was invisible to Madison and her bitch clique...
just like I am to most people.
And then, last month,
first morning back after winter break,
I was in the library reading,
and I ran into her in the Russian lit section.
And she got all pissed,
saying I couldn't tell anyone that I'd seen her there.
- What was she angry about? - I have no idea.
Maybe she didn't want anyone to know
that she actually studies.
But then, later that day, Madison started messing with me,
and it just got worse from there.
So you pulled that stunt in the cafeteria
to make her scared of you.
I just wanted them to stop!
Is that why you killed Madison?
I guess so! I... I don't know!
It's a nervous habit.
Jordan, there's no guessing here.
Either you did or you didn't kill Madison.
I got so angry...
And stuff just started flying around the cafeteria.
And then I wished for Madison to be dead,
and the next thing I knew, she was!
It had to be me, right?
Where were you between 8:00 and 10:00 P.M. last night?
I was studying at Lulu's Café in Astoria.
We're gonna have to kick her loose.
Waitress confirmed that Jordan was at the café in Queens till 11:00.
So she couldn't have killed Madison.
Not with her bare hands, but who knows
how far her secret telekinetic powers might reach?
Well, it turns out our victim
might've had some secrets of her own.
Did you track down whoever Madison was seeing?
As far as I can tell, she wasn't seeing anybody.
But these are her financials.
- What kind of high-school kid has financials? - Madison does.
She had a dozen credit cards,
and she was wearing them out... Hermès handbags, Jimmy Choos.
I'm talking tens of thousands of dollars.
So what? Her parents were loaded.
Yeah, but mommy and daddy
weren't springing for any of this stuff.
The cards were in Madison's name,
paid off every month through her own secret bank account.
So where was this money coming from?
That's what we're trying to figure out.
Plus, there's more... a slew of credit-card charges
for late-night cab rides and convenience-store purchases.
Well, and that fits with what Madison's ex-boyfriend said
about her staying out to all hours.
Okay, maybe she was going out, hitting the clubs.
Yeah, but on weeknights?
And there are no bar or club charges here.
And look at this.
Remember how Jordan said her troubles with Madison began
when school started back up with that run-in at the library?
According to this taxi charge,
Madison was out and about that same morning at 5:00 A.M.
Okay, so, she was going straight to school from wherever she was.
But why would she stay out all night
and then go to the school library?
What was she doing she didn't want Jordan to know about?
Students use their I.D.s to swipe in and out of the library.
These are all the times Madison Beaumont
entered and exited during this entire school year.
Thank you.
Okay, so, each one of Madison's early-morning visits
to the library happened after one of her all-nighters.
She swiped in and out within 5 minutes.
I'm guessing she wasn't hanging out in Russian lit to study.
Castle, Russian literature... it's right here.
Thank God for the Kindle,
or I'd be out of a job in a couple of years.
Kids just don't read actual books anymore.
Unless it's "Voyna I Mir"...
"War And Peace," in its original Russian.
And look... there's no dust here.
It's like someone pulled this out recently.
And it's lighter than I remember Tolstoy being.
Are these bank notes?
These are bonds.
These are bearer bonds, issued by the German government.
These are payable to the bearer, no questions asked.
German bearer bonds?
I thought that only existed in "Die Hard."
How did Madison get her hands on these?
I don't know, but there's over a million dollars' worth here.
No, there must be some mistake.
She may have applied for some credit cards,
but there's no way Madison had a bank account
with this much cash in it.
There's no mistake, Mr. Beaumont.
A... and this money is just the tip of the iceberg.
Well, aside from the shopping sprees,
we found some odd charges on your daughter's credit cards
over the past few months.
For cab rides taken during the middle of the night.
Do you have any idea
what she was doing or where she was going?
These charges are for weeknights.
School nights.
So you weren't aware of this.
No, Madison was in bed by 11:00 every night, or...
we thought she was.
Do you think she got mixed up in something,
and... that's the reason she died?
We don't know.
But we did find something else in the school library.
Inside of a hollowed-out book
with your daughter's fingerprints all over it.
What did you find?
$2.3 million in German bearer bonds.
Bearer bonds?
Are these your bearer bonds, Mr. Beaumont?
Uh, no. No.
Do you know where your daughter could've gotten them?
Charles?
No. Um, I'm sorry.
We can't help you.
Come on, Diane. We're done here.
There's no question
Madison's dad knew about those bearer bonds.
Okay, if they have something to do with his daughter's death,
then why wouldn't he want to tell us about them?
We're not gonna know until we know where they came from.
We're tracking the serial numbers on the bonds
to see if we can locate the original owners,
but it's gonna take some time.
What the hell was this girl mixed up in?
And what does it have to do with Jordan's telekinesis?
Nothing, because Jordan is not telekinetic.
Well, explain that cafeteria video.
I can't, Castle.
But I assure you, I will.
And what about Madison's death...
being thrown around like a rag doll by an unseen force?
Yeah, well, unseen doesn't mean that nobody was there.
And the real question that we should be asking
is what is a 17-year-old doing
with $2.3 million in bearer bonds?
That probably got her killed, not some psychic assassin.
Well, perhaps we'll have to agree to disagree on that,
and agree to agree on this.
"The Billboard's top 100 most romantic songs of all time."
I figure our song has got to be on that list somewhere.
No, Castle, I'm not choosing our song off of a list
that includes Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar On Me."
Uh, that song, I am sure,
ignited many a strip-club romance in 1987.
1987...
A year when The Bangles
taught us how to walk like an Egyptian,
Bon Jovi taught us how to live on nothing but a prayer,
and Rick Astley taught us how to laugh.
You're feeling nostalgic
after getting pulled back in time
to your days at Faircroft Prep.
Yeah, it was strange going back.
Everything seems smaller, yet unchanged.
I mean, the hallways are the same.
The principal is the same.
Same banners for school dances.
A... and why didn't you go to your prom?
I'm sure a 17-year-old Katherine Beckett
had many a young suitor.
Yeah, except rebel Becks was a little too cool
to go to a silly dance, so...
We went to a poetry slam in the East Village instead.
It was one of those seminal moments
that I kind of wish I didn't skip out on.
To the things we missed.
And to those we didn't.
All right, get back to me as soon as you can.
Hey! So, still no word on the bearer bonds,
but it's looking more and more
like Madison's extracurriculars were of a criminal nature.
- What'd you find? - It's what CSU found...
an antique ring.
It was at the back of the shelf at the library.
Must've slipped out of the book.
But we were able to I.D. it
as having been stolen in a burglary a few weeks ago.
Who did this ring belong to?
Uh, to the mom of a kid who attends Faircroft.
Turns out that a dozen Faircroft families
have been burglarized over the past 3 months,
mainly watches and jewelry.
Let me guess... the dates of the burglaries
match the dates that Madison was out all night.
Bingo.
She must've fenced what she stole,
which explains why she was able to pay off her credit cards.
It also explains
the early-morning visits to the library.
She'd stash her haul in Tolstoy after each burglary,
and if anyone caught on to her,
they'd never be able to find the loot.
And if they did find the loot,
they wouldn't be able to connect it to her.
Well, I checked with all of Madison's friends at school.
None of them seem to know what she was up to.
Hey, hey. Got a hit on those bearer bonds.
Turns out, they were stolen months ago
in an armed robbery of a bank in Floral Park.
The crew cleaned out the safety deposit boxes.
Hold up, are you saying
that a 17-year-old prep-school girl robbed a bank?
No, but she might've robbed the guy who robbed the bank.
According to the police report,
the prime suspect in the bank robbery
was one Xiangzu Chen,
a former triad enforcer who went into business for himself.
Now, the D.A. had enough evidence to indict him,
but his defense attorney got him off on a technicality.
The bonds were never recovered.
And how does any of this connect with Madison?
Look who his defense attorney is.
Charles Beaumont, Madison's father?
Madison must've heard about the bonds from her dad,
where Chen was hiding them, and how much they were worth.
That's a huge score for a budding thief.
And if Chen found out that his lawyer's little girl
stole $2.3 million from him...
It'd be motive to bash her skull against the ceiling.
Yo, Beckett, we got a problem.
- Chen's gone. - He went into hiding?
He put his house on the market, and he moved out yesterday.
That doesn't sound like the actions of an innocent man.
Where did he go?
We're trying to track him down,
but no one in his family's talking.
Ryan's bringing in his realtor right now
to see if she knows where he went.
No. No, I have no idea where he is.
All I know is he was willing
to take a huge loss to close immediately.
He just wanted the house out of his name
and the cash in his account.
Where were you supposed to send the money?
He gave me a routing number to a bank in China.
Did he give you any reason
why he was looking to unload so quickly?
Well, he said he needed the money for business reasons,
but I could tell he was hiding something.
It's my job to know everything about every home I sell,
so I asked around.
Apparently, Mr. Chen is very superstitious,
- and according to the neighbors, something happened. - What?
Well, I don't know
what they're putting in the water out there,
but according to the next-door neighbor,
something chased Mr. Chen and his men
out of the house a few nights ago.
- What do you mean, "something"? - Some thing, as in...
A ghost?
This neighbor said that he looked out his window,
and all of the patio furniture was flying around the yard.
It scared the hell out of Mr. Chen.
He and his men left the house, and he never returned.
Obviously, that detail was left out of the listing.
So, Chen didn't just leave his house.
He left the country.
TSA confirms that he was on a flight to Shanghai
when Madison was murdered.
- He's not our killer. - Tell me again why he left the country.
What?
Well, you're not gonna want to hear this,
but I followed up with Chen's neighbors.
Now, several confirmed seeing
what can only be described as a telekinetic event
at Chen's property three nights ago.
And remind me how stolen German bearer bonds
have nothing to do with telekinesis.
You know, there's a logical explanation, okay?
I'd love to hear it.
Okay, fine.
Uh, Madison knew that those bonds are in Chen's house.
Her father is, after all, his lawyer.
Um, so, she's looking for the next big score.
She decides to scope out the house,
except Chen's guards are around all the time.
So, knowing that Chen is superstitious,
she stages a supernatural event
to scare everyone out of the house.
That's actually really... logical.
Thank you.
But what about the other events... the cafeteria?
Dry run, to see if she could pull it off.
And her own death... did she stage that, too?
- Ah. - Okay, fine. All right. You're right.
Um, Madison couldn't have done this alone.
So someone else was involved.
You know what? Madison had to have had a partner.
You're right... a partner with telekinetic abilities.
Or someone with the ability to fake it.
And when Madison wouldn't share, the partner went after her.
So we find Madison's partner, we'll find the killer.
Hey. Just heard back from CSU.
They recovered a number of prints in Chen's house.
Matched a set to Madison.
And to Jordan?
Not yet, but they're still in process.
They also examined the patio
where Chen's furniture earned its frequent-flyer miles.
Found shoe prints with traces
of blue, iridescent spray paint on them.
Let me guess... cerulean blue.
Ooh! Can you freeze that? Look there, on the left.
Let me see if I can zoom in.
It's him! It's Lucas. He was at the cafeteria.
And apparently at Chen's place, based on that paint.
So, Lucas was the one with the power and not Jordan.
Yeah, the power to stage these events.
But why would he be Madison's accomplice?
- He said that he hated her. - Maybe he came to hate her.
That's why he killed her.
And with everyone assuming
that Jordan was the one with the telekinetic abilities,
what better way to throw people off his scent?
This is it.
That gun's not gonna be much help
when Lucas rips it from your hand with his mind.
Castle, for the last time,
telekinesis is not r...
You were saying?
Come on.
We're gonna finally figure out what's going on here.
Don't move.
It's not what you think.
Don't hurt her.
She had nothing to do with this.
It's all my fault.
I never meant for any of this to happen.
I never meant for anyone to get hurt.
So, what we saw at your house,
that event at the cafeteria... that was you?
Yeah. You must think I'm a freak, huh?
Uh... how did you do it?
You wouldn't understand. Most people don't.
That's why I've learned to hide what I am.
Telekinetic.
What?
No... smart.
You know, people don't like it when you're smart,
when you do things that people don't understand.
I mean, all that stuff you saw, I rigged.
Rigged? But you made the chairs move, the tables!
Right. Special effects are kind of my hobby.
It's pretty amazing, actually,
what you can do with, like, some fishing wire and magnets.
And people are pretty gullible.
Now, when I saw those girls being so mean to Jordan,
I just... I just wanted to make them stop.
And I figured if I make them afraid of her,
they'll leave her alone, you know?
So, then, you faked the whole
telekinetic event at the cafeteria.
Yeah.
What's going to happen to him?
That all depends on what he did.
He was just trying to protect me.
I've never had anyone
do anything like that for me before.
And it worked.
I convinced everybody... except Madison.
She, uh, figured out what I'd done,
and then she threatened to... to...
to turn me in to the administration
if I didn't help her.
And you know... you know...
you know what they would do to a scholarship kid
who terrorized a room full of students?
- What did she ask you to do? - Well...
there was a house in, uh... in Westchester,
and she said she needed to get inside.
And I was supposed to create a diversion
to scare the owner out.
Do you know what she was after in the house?
No. No idea. I just wanted to do whatever she said
so I could get on with my life.
Which is why you killed her... because she wouldn't let you.
No, I... I didn't... I didn't kill anybody!
Lucas, Madison was on a Facetime call
when she was killed.
Witnesses reported an invisible force
tossing her around the room.
They described it as a telekinetic event.
Now, you just admitted to motive.
And out of all of our suspects,
you're the only one capable of pulling that off.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're right. I did pull that off...
with Madison.
It was the first thing Madison forced me to do.
See, I made it look and sound like a Facetime call,
but it's... it's just a video.
Apparently, one of her friends
was pretty disturbed by the cafeteria stunt,
so she did this to really freak her out.
Aah!
Exactly how her friends describe it.
Now, here's just the end, with no effects.
- How was that? - That looked good.
Let's play it back.
She is so gonna freak when she sees this.
She'll think your psycho sweetheart
is coming for her next.
All right, loser. Help me get this harness off.
When did you make this?
Uh, last week.
I edited that last part out and e-mailed it to Madison.
Our killer must've gotten their hands on this.
They used the video to cover their crime
by making witnesses believe
they were watching the murder live.
Who else knew about this video?
Uh, as far as I know, just me, Madison,
and whichever bitch friend Madison pranked with this.
So, then, that friend is our killer.
Mind if I cut in?
Principal Dunnan, what's going on?
I should ask you two that.
We found these inside your lockers,
hidden under a false bottom inside.
Care to explain?
Let me help you.
It's all stolen property
from thefts connected to Madison Beaumont.
The two of you were partners in her little bling ring.
At least Madison was smart enough
not to hide her stolen stash in her locker.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I've never seen that stuff before.
I think you have.
We've matched each one of those items
to property that was stolen
from families that have students enrolled here.
And we matched your movements
to the times when the burglaries were committed.
It's bad enough you stole,
but from the Faircroft community?
Don't say a word. My dad's a lawyer.
He can get us out of anything.
- Even murder? - Murder?
You must've felt betrayed
when Madison went after those bearer bonds alone.
Score of a lifetime, and she shut you out.
- Is that why you killed her? - Hello?
We were halfway across town when that happened.
There are witnesses.
We saw her being killed on that Facetime call.
You mean this call?
She is so gonna freak when she sees this.
She'll think your psycho sweetheart
is coming for her next.
- Oh, my God. - All right, loser.
Help me get this harness off.
What you saw was a pre-recorded joke video
that Madison made.
By the time you watched it, she was already dead.
Our killer used it as an alibi
to make it look like she was halfway across town
when the murder happened.
She also witnessed it alongside a friend.
So what you thought was a Facetime call
was actually a video...
played on the killer's phone.
Isn't that right, Kris?
No.
- Please tell me you didn't. - Didn't what?
Didn't want to play her psycho games anymore?
I just wanted out.
But when I told her, she wouldn't let me quit.
She said that she would destroy me!
That she would destroy us!
So I thought, why should we take the blame
when she'd already given me the perfect alibi?
And all you had to do was match the crime scene to the video,
which is why you transferred Madison's blood to the ceiling.
She is captain of the cheer squad.
She knows her way to the top of the pyramid.
So, what's gonna happen to Lucas?
Well, I mean, his only crime was a B&E
in which stolen goods were stolen and since recovered,
so he'll keep his freedom.
And his scholarship, although he will be on probation
for the remainder of the term.
Leniency, huh?
Well, nice to see that the administration
has more compassion now than they did in my day.
Hmm.
There's one thing I need to know, Mr. Castle.
It's haunted me for years.
Where did you get the cow?
Put it this way, sir...
if you ever need one, I know a guy.
All right, where do you think you're going?
They look like they're having fun.
Yeah.
Listen, I know you're a rebel and you hate convention
and blah, blah, blah, but...
Kate, would you, uh...
will you go to the dance with me?
Do you regret it... that prank, missing your prom,
not being here with Audra Dobson?
Not even a little bit.
Everything I've ever done, every choice I've ever made,
every... terrible and wonderful thing
that's ever happened to me...
it's all led me to right here, this moment, with you.
I've always loved this song.
Could it be we just found our song?
Castle.
- Talk about magnetism. - Mm.
Oh, that reminds me...
I had UNIs sweep Lucas' house,
and you know what they didn't find?
Wires, magnets, anything that would explain
that stuff that we saw flying around.
- You don't think... - No.
Now shut up and kiss me.
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