Richard Castle: [Putting his hand inside the mouth of a carving in the church] Ahh! Ahhhhh!
[he suddenly stops and looks at Beckett]
Richard Castle: I'm just kidding.
Kate Beckett: Castle!
Richard Castle: I can't believe you fell for that.
Richard Castle: Needless to say, dinner was a disaster. The real disaster is that Alexis has moved in with this guy. It's just so wrong for her.
Kate Beckett: Yeah, well, she'll figure it out. At least she's not living in squalor. That's good.
Richard Castle: No, it's not good. I was hoping for squalor. I was counting on squalor. Because Alexis cannot last in squalor. I was just hoping this whole thing would blow over; she would see Pi for the ambition-free hippie that he is. And now he's morphed into some kind of... new age crusader. It's as though he's turned being a charming man-child into a career.
Kate Beckett: [sarcastic] Now that doesn't sound familiar, does it?
Kate Beckett: So, the FBI doesn't have any murders in their database that match this M.O.
Richard Castle: Which leaves us with my theory. Our victim was dabbling with black magic and she conjured up a demon.
Kate Beckett: Or maybe she ran afoul of some obscure religious sect, and they sacrificed her to their pagan deity.
Richard Castle: What are you doing?
Kate Beckett: Making stuff up, just like you do.
Richard Castle: Yeah, because that's my job. It's your job to follow the evidence. You're messing with the natural order of things.
Kate Beckett: [Entering a blacksmith shop that looks as if it was in colonial America] This is incredible. Shouldn't there be a... docent or a sweaty guy hammering metal hanging around?
Richard Castle: [In a British American accent] Hello! Is there a smithy here about? We have traveled many a mile-
[Beckett stops him]
Richard Castle: Too much?
Richard Castle: [In the blacksmith shop, noticing several blades hanging from the ceiling, and pointing to each in turn] Ooh. Have it. Want it. *Need* it. Got it. Need it.
Richard Castle: [Thinking aloud that the name of the man on whom the game was based might be a clue] What if it's an anagram? Theodore Rose is... Heed or toes. No. Theodore Rose is... He do rooster.
Richard Castle: That's inappropriate. Okay. Dear shot oreo. No, they didn't have oreos in the 1700's.
Richard Castle: This is straight out of a slasher flick. Usually find murder victims at the end of hallways like these. I cannot believe Alexis lives here.
Martha Rodgers: Richard, Alexis and Pi have invited us to dinner. This is a big step for them, so let us not be judgmental.
Richard Castle: Fine.
Martha Rodgers: [snickers] Besides, remember that hovel you lived in in college?
Richard Castle: The only difference is I wasn't shacking up with Pi.
Richard Castle: A posed body, mysterious Medieval symbols, and now a murderous monk. It's a real-life "Da Vinci Code".
Javier Esposito: I just called the Franciscan Order. Turns out Benjamin Wade really is a monk.
Richard Castle: And our murderer.
Kate Beckett: Now we just need to prove it.
Javier Esposito: Wait, you guys are on the same page about this guy?
Kate Beckett: Not exactly. I think he's guilty because of his contact with the victim, the stalking, and his history of violence.
Richard Castle: I think he's guilty because of his contact with the victim, the stalking, and his role in a sinister conspiracy involving Freemasons.
Kevin Ryan: Wade's lawyer is here. He says we need to charge his client or let him go.
Javier Esposito: We don't have enough to charge him.
Kate Beckett: Why don't we try and keep him until we do? Put Wade in with a sketch artist. Have him describe that guy that was supposedly stalking Susannah. That'll buy Castle and I enough time to tear his alibi apart. And just to cover our bases, you look into that cab that Wade described.
Kevin Ryan: Really? You want me to track down a cab off a banner ad for "Wicked".
Kate Beckett: [shrugs] Impress me.
Kevin Ryan: [to Esposito, as Beckett and Castle leave] You know, there are times I wish she'd stayed in D.C.
Richard Castle: A clue trail to a Freemasons' secret that people would kill for? This case just keeps getting better.
Alexis Castle: Do you know how I found out you'd proposed to Beckett? Over the phone with Gram, while I was in Costa Rica.
Richard Castle: This is about Beckett?
Alexis Castle: No. But I was hurt you didn't tell me.
Richard Castle: Look, I was going to tell you, but it just... it just happened.
Alexis Castle: I know it did. And... I don't know if it's a good idea, or if she's really the one, but you know what? I accept it. You know why? Because she makes you happy. The same way Pi makes me happy. All I want is the same thing I'm giving to you. Acceptance.
Richard Castle: Okay, then. I accept him.
Alexis Castle: No you don't. Because it's not about what you say, it's what's inside. I know what's there now, and I don't want Pi to feel that from you. And I don't want to feel that, either.
Richard Castle: Okay. I'll work on it. I will. Meantime, how about we go out for some makeup ice cream, okay? My treat.
Alexis Castle: No. I need time to stop being mad. And you need time to figure out a way to be okay with this. I'll see you later, dad.
[Alexis sadly, but firmly, shuts the door in her father's face]
Richard Castle: These are the half-dimes Professor Byford just told us about. These are the very first coins to be minted by the U.S. Treasury. These are worth a fortune.
Kate Beckett: Now we have our motive for murder.
Richard Castle: Just one of these went for auction last year. $1.5 million. There's got to be a thousand of them in here. Do you have any idea what that's worth?
[Beckett gives him a look like he's an idiot]
Richard Castle: I just told you what it's worth.
Richard Castle: Can't believe all this time, it was all just make believe.
Kate Beckett: Castle, you didn't really believe that this was gonna lead to some great Freemason treasure, did you?
Richard Castle: No, of course not. That would be foolish. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go home to wallow in what is perhaps the most disappointing day of my crime solving career.
Lanie Parish: Note the lack of blood. I'd say she was moved here, but killed somewhere else.
Richard Castle: Might I suggest a sacrificial altar?
Kate Beckett: No, you may not.
Richard Castle: An apparently ordinary accountant brutally slain and ritually posed, all while tending to a personal matter shrouded in secrecy.
Kate Beckett: It's not shrouded in secrecy. We just don't know what it is yet.
Richard Castle: Yeah. My version has more dramatic flair.
Kate Beckett: I can't believe you're really buying into that letter.
Richard Castle: I can't believe you aren't. I did a little research into the author of our letter, Mr. Theodore Rose. Did you know he was a 33rd degree master Mason?
Javier Esposito: So that makes him, what, like a Freemason black belt?
Richard Castle: Way better than that. He was a patriot spy. He wrote codes and cyphers during the American Revolution, meaning this letter could be the key to finding the great secret of the Masons enshrined somewhere within the city.
Kate Beckett: Why, because you want it to be?
Richard Castle: Partly. And because it's the only story that makes sense. Shadowy brotherhood guarding Rose's secret for all eternity. Susannah got too close, so they sent their monk assassin to kill her.