06x01 - Valkyrie

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Previously on "Castle"...

You're a good candidate for the opening

on the A.G. investigative team.

Opportunities like this come
along once in a lifetime.

We're in this relationship,

but we never talk about where we're going.

- But if I get that job...
- Then you're gonna have to.

I didn't tell you about it
because you would be upset.

Yeah.

Yeah. You're damn right I'm upset.

You get this job, you move
to D.C., I'll never see you.

That's pretty much the
end of our relationship.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know, dad.

This job... it's what I want.

I know you say you love her, but, darling,

is it possible that the
reason you have held back

is because somewhere deep down inside,

you don't think this is gonna really work?

I've been doing a lot of thinking about us.

I've decided I want more.

We both deserve more.

And whatever you decide,

Katherine Houghton Beckett...

will you marry me?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God. You're proposing.

- Okay. You're surprised.
- Of course I'm surprised.

I thought you were breaking up with me.

By offering you a ring?

Well, you just... you seemed so serious.

Yeah, of course I'm serious.

- This is the most serious thing I've ever done.
- Good.

So that's a "yes"?

- No, wait.
- "No"?

- No, no, no, not... not "no."
- So "yes"?

- I...
- Not "yes"?

No. Not "not yes."

I... I...

You do know how this works, right?

There's something that I have to tell you.

I got the job.

In D.C.?

Castle, I love you.

But this is my sh*t.

And if I don't do this,
I'll always regret it.

Look, if this changes anything for you,

if this changes the way that you feel...

Kate, I'm not proposing
to you to keep you here

or because I'm afraid I'm gonna lose you.

I'm proposing because I can't
imagine my life without you.

If that means when things get difficult,

we have to figure them out,

then I'm willing to figure them out,

assuming you're willing
to figure them out with me.

Well, in that case,

Richard Edgar Alexander Rodgers Castle,

yes.

Yes. I will marry you.

It's big.

No, you just have remarkably tiny fingers.

We're gonna be able to
make this work, right?

We're gonna be great.

D.C. is gonna be great.

I promise.

Look out!

Federal agent!

Come out with your hands on your head!

Put your w*apon on the ground.

- Do it!
- Okay. All right. Nobody needs to get hurt.

Okay?

I'm gonna put it down and
I'm gonna slide it over.

Okay?

Okay, here it comes.

You okay, ma'am?

I'm fine.

Beckett!

Agent Beckett?

Congratulations.

Because of you, the Chechens now
have our nuclear launch codes.

Nice job.

Damn it.

You didn't find it odd that
the hostage wasn't struggling?

She had a g*n held to her head.

And she didn't cry out for help. Why?

Because she didn't wanna
give away her accent. Fine.

But the intel said that
the operative worked alone.

And that's the point of the exercise.

Intel is sometimes wrong.

You have to use your
judgment, your instinct,

because the analyst that's
gathering that intel...

he's not the one that's
gonna be catching a b*llet.

That's gonna be you, or worse, me.

Now step up your game.

McCord!

Hostage alley?

Yeah.

Don't feel bad. Everyone screws that up.

- Should've seen it.
- Hey, look,

it's better to die in training
than in the field, right?

- It's better not to die at all.
- Yeah.

Listen, a few of us are
grabbing a beer tonight.

You wanna join?

Thank you, Hendricks. I would love to,

but with the caseload and the training,

I haven't had a weekend off in ages,

and I've actually got plans.

Not anymore.

We just received a priority 7 from the A.G.

There's been an incident...

a potential national security breach.

Ah, the prodigal son returns.

How was the west coast book tour?

It was exhausting.

12 cities in 11 days.

I signed my fingers to the bone.

- You poor boy. Mm.
- Mwah.

I'm gonna go change.

I'll let this guy fill
you in on all the details.

He's best with rhetorical questions.

- Is Alexis back?
- Ah, yeah.

She came in this morning.

Oh, I thought she was
in Costa Rica until...

Next week. Surprise!

Daddy?

Hi!

Oh. Mm. Come here, you.

How was your trip?

Amazing.

Just wait till you see our pictures.

"Our" pictures?

Hey, Al, where do you keep the matches?

I wanna light these sage bundles.

Surprise again.

Dad...

Pi.

Pi, dad.

Hey, Mr. C.

Awesome to meet you.

Pie. Like the dessert?

Without the "E." Like the Greek letter.

But personally, I feel

the whole spelling thing
just stifles creativity.

The "spelling thing"?

Let's let my dad decompress.
Matches are in the kitchen.

Okay.

He's... he's not staying here?

Oh, he is.

N... not in her room.

Hey, you get to have that talk.

I have a class. Ta-ta.

Uh, Alexis?

Could I talk to you a second?

Give him a chance, dad.

I really like him.

And he's brilliant.

Found 'em!

We'll talk about this later.

Uh, make sure you put some, uh,

blankets out on the couch
for Pi if he's staying?

Want him to be comfortable...

and visible.

Please tell me your flight is not delayed.

I don't think I can bear
another minute not seeing you.

I'm sorry. I'm not at the airport.

You're not coming, are you?

I just got put on a priority case.

Kate, we haven't seen
each other in six weeks.

Trust me. This was not my call.

I'm just as upset as you are.

No, I know. It's...

I'm the one who canceled last time.

Beckett, let's go.

Look, I gotta go.

I will make this up to you, I promise.

All right, I'm gonna hold you to that.

Okay. I love you.

Love you, too. Bye.

Bye.

What are you smiling about?

Can you at least finish taking
that off before you sh**t me?

Cas... Castle?

What are you doing here?

I know I promised to respect your job,

but I couldn't go another
week without seeing you.

You... you shouldn't have come here.

So you want me to leave?

Oh, immediately.

Oh, God.

Hey.

How long have you been up?

Hey. Couple of hours. I
had some homework to do.

Maybe we should do some homework, too.

Yeah, I would love to,

except I'm still proving myself.

I got to know these reports

better than the people that wrote them.

Is this your case?

- Yeah.
- What's it about?

Castle.

It's classified.

You do realize that only
makes me more curious.

So... is it big?

You know I can't talk about it.

Doesn't mean I can't guess.

It must be big. You had to
cancel our weekend together.

Must be local, because you're still here.

I bet I can figure this out.

Well, that doesn't mean that you should.

Come on. Don't you miss working together?

Yes, I do.

So if I were to help you,
maybe we could solve whatever...

this is faster,

and then have the whole
weekend to ourselves.

- Wouldn't you like that?
- I would...

until I got arrested for disclosing

classified information.

Oh, come on. Who's gonna know?

Wow. They're good.

I gotta go. That's my partner.

- Oh.
- Sorry. No, no. I got it. I got it.

I'm not looking.

So what time will you be back?

I... you know what? I'm not quite sure.

I'll give you a call...

as soon as I find out.

Hey, come on in.

- Hey. Are you ready?
- Uh, yeah.

I just gotta get my bag.

Yeah.

He is, except he knows that we're working.

Uh, Castle, this is Rachel McCord.

She's my new partner.

So you're the new partner.

Yep.

Chief's waiting. Gotta go.

Yeah.

- Bye.
- Bye. Mwah.

Have fun saving the...

world.

Oh, you forgot your, um...

All right. Now...

Seriously?

Only four months away. I wanna be ready.

It's gonna be a long four months.

Esposito.

'Sito! It's me.

Castle? I'll put you on speaker.

So where you been, bro?

You've missed, like, three "Halo" nights.

I told you, I was on a book tour.

Yeah? Did you tell your book groupies

you're engaged now?

You're swaddling that
doll right now, aren't you?

So listen, we just finished a case.

Come have a drink with us after work.

Oh, I'd love to, but I'm working
on a case of my own right now...

for my next book.

Oh, so you just called us

'cause you need some
expert technical consulting.

Well, s-since you offered.

I'm writing a scene about someone

trying to investigate a crime

using only one evidence photo...

a crime involving national security.

So your hero's a spy?

More like a... ruggedly handsome everyman.

Anyway, the photo is
of a blown transformer,

so I pulled a random photo of
a transformer off the Internet,

and there's a serial number on the side.

I'm trying to determine how much

my character could figure
out just from that number.

I'm wondering if my character's

police buddies might have any... resources.

Well, if your hero's fictional cop buddies

are anything like your real cop buddies,

then they'd have real
work to get back to, so...

- Bye-bye now.- What if... our hero
was offering Knicks floor seats?

What's that serial number?

Here.

A-P-5-7-3-9-2-1-5.

Here we go. The "A-P"
stands for Allegra Power.

They service Northern Virginia.

And would it be possible
to trace the location

of that transformer using that number?

Yeah, sure.

The transformer with that
serial number controls

a 10-square block region

of the Ashton Heights
neighborhood in Arlington.

Thanks, you guys. You saved the story.

Whoa. Guys, that exact transformer

was sabotaged two nights ago,

and the feds are investigating.

Arlington? Isn't that Beckett's backyard?

Castle.

Is this a real case?

Well, actually, I... what?

Tunnel... right... m... m...

call... later... when I...

b...

Smooth.

All right.

Why would someone blow up a transformer?

Terrorism.

No, that would have been in the news.

To cause a blackout?

How does a blackout
affect national security?

The blackout momentarily shut down

the Cybertech building security system.

Now this particular facility

houses a number of government contractors.

One of them is Cybertech Transnational.

Someone gained access
to Cybertech's clean room

and stole a highly classified
hardware security module.

This is that module

that contains the encryption system

that serves as the gateway to
the m*llitary satellite network.

Whoever took it is capable of shutting

that satellite network down completely.

Leaving a large portion of
our m*llitary's defenses blind.

What do we know about our thieves?

Not much. There's no
prints, no trace D.N.A.

But it was a highly complex operation.

So we believe whoever pulled this off

had to have had m*llitary training

or stealth ops.

They had to blow up the transformer,

disable the backup generators,

then climb up this air shaft.

And they had to do it
all extremely quickly,

because even though the blackout
defeated the security cameras,

they reset on battery
power five minutes later.

There's no way this operation
took less than five minutes.

We must have video footage of them leaving.

No, sir. We scrubbed the entire video.

There's nothing.

Could they still be in the building?

No, not if they're alive.

A thermal imaging sweep
of the entire premises

came up negative.

They must have found a way out

that didn't take them past the cameras.

There isn't one, sir.

The outside of the
building has 100% coverage.

What about under the building?

Under it?

A research facility dealing
with sensitive materials

would need to have some
sort of flood controls.

Can you pull up a map of
the drainage system myriad?

Drainage tunnels go right under
the building. We thought of that.

We checked all the access points,

including the drainage grids.

- They're all welded shut.
- Check 'em again.

If they did use the tunnels,

they wouldn't have
wanted to travel too far.

So they'd need to access
the drainage system

from a nearby area... one
that's inactive at night.

Like...

this golf course.

Thanks.

That was Hendricks from the building.

Turns out someone did
pry open the drain grate,

then welded it on the way out.

There's hope for you, Beckett.

Well, at least we know
we're on the right track.

Excuse me. Federal agents.

Uh, is this about the
blackout the other night?

Yeah. How did you know that?

Well, like I told the other guy,

I wasn't here, so you'll
have to talk to Watkins.

What other guy?

What the hell is he doing here?

- What did you tell him?
- Nothing.

Beckett, I know he was
your partner in New York...

No, no, I swear. I didn't
say anything to him.

Then why is he here?

Agent Beckett.

Agent McCord.

- What are you guys doing here?
- What are you doing here?

Well, I figured since, uh,
Beckett was working, I'd...

I'd just get in a few rounds.

Where are your clubs?

Crap.

Do you realize what would happen

if I told the chief that he was here?

You would be kicked off the team,

not to mention obstruction
charges against you.

This is my one and only warning.

The next time I see you, it'd
better be on a book jacket.

Okay, she is not invited to the wedding.

"Get in a few rounds"?

What did you want me to say,
that you accidentally left out

your evidence photo of
the blown transformer?

Castle, you went through
my classified photos?

- What the hell were you doing?
- Trying to help.

- I didn't think I'd get caught.
- Yeah, well, you did.

- Yeah.
- How'd you get here, anyway?

I mean, why are you here?

Well, the transformer
led me to a research park

where all the tenants
have government contracts.

I figured maybe they're using the blackout

to circumvent the security system.

But they're not just gonna
waltz in through the front door.

Then I remembered that case
we had at the old haunt,

- where the k*ller used...
- Used the abandoned sewer tunnels

underneath New York. Yes.

You thought of it, too.

Except... this isn't New York.

Do you realize how many laws were broken

by looking at that photo?

Are you trying to get me fired?

Would make it easier to see you.

Not if I was in jail.

Right.

Look, I wanna see you, too,

but it can't be like this, okay?

You have to promise
you're gonna stop fiddling

with this investigation.

Okay. Yeah. I promise.

But wouldn't you at least
like to hear what I found out?

Right.

These guys didn't see anything
the night of the blackout.

It was too dark.

But that guard over there

remembers seeing a guy a couple days ago

in a late '90s model gold Sedan.

- He's probably doing some kind of recon.
- Castle...

- If you have them send over
their surveillance footage...
- Castle.

Castle! Please.

Right.

Sorry. Okay. I'm out. I...
I... I didn't... I promise.

Wiped from my brain.

Like I wasn't even here.

- I gotta go.
- Of course.

Nice job with the drainage tunnel.

Keep up the good work, Beckett.

Thank you...

for, uh, not saying anything about Castle.

Look...

when I was a year out of Quantico,

I was busting my ass on this case...

my first big chance,

and we'd been going at
it straight for a month,

and I really wanted to let off some steam,

so I went to a bar, and I picked up a guy,

and I took him home.

Next morning, he says, "who's Scofield?"

Scofield was the subject of our

highly classified investigation.

You talked in your sleep?

It's this job. Things happen.

You better make sure they only happen once.

Golf course security video's in.

This is across the street from
the entrance to the golf course

the day before yesterday.

Our guy said the car stayed
like this for 15 minutes.

Can we get a plate?

Ah, the angle's just not good enough.

What about the driver?

Pretty clear sh*t.

Creating a future vector descriptor
to run facial recognition.

Check the m*llitary databases first.

This guy's had training.

This was two days ago.

That's the day before the break-in.

He's planning his escape route.

We've got a match.

Driver was Jack Bronson, 35.

Recently retired marine force recon.

His last rotation he worked Black Ops,

specializing in forward
position infiltration.

You got an address on this guy?

Clear!

Clear!

Clear.

He's not here.

Except he left this.

Tools of the trade.

C-4 to blow up the transformer.

Wire cutters to disable
the backup generator rope

and pulleys for the air shaft.

This is our guy.

Tear this place apart.

We're not gonna find that
encryption system here.

That's his meal ticket.

Wherever he went, that
thing's going with him.

Hendricks, call the office.
Pull his phone records.

Run his credit cards. I
wanna know who he talks to,

where he eats, what gym he goes to.

And have him look for a girlfriend.

If he's on the run, he might have help.

Hey, Castle, everything okay?

Red or white?

What?

What kind of wine do you
want with your salmon?

I'm cooking you dinner tonight

to make up for getting
you in trouble at work.

That's so sweet.

Yeah, I know. Um...

- So how's the case going?
- Castle.

No, I just wanna know
when to start cooking.

Trust me. I got the
message. Cone of silence.

Church and state. No more interference.

Okay, well, then in that
case, red, and, um...

can you get that kind
that makes me feel all...

I'll buy a whole case. See you tonight.

We're gonna walk over to my car together,

and you're gonna get in like you know me.

Yeah, but I don't know you,

and I have salmon here that
needs to be refrigerated.

Okay. Okay.

Hey, this is a... late '90s gold Sedan.

You're the guy...

Okay, look,

you're making a mistake here, okay?

I don't... I don't...
that's a red. That's a red.

Hey, go! Go! Stop!

Jeez!

Ooh. Ahh. I don't know who you think I am.

I know who you are.

You were at the golf course with the feds.

What do they know?

I... I... I'm not sure.

Are they looking at me?

- Do they know about Valkyrie?
- I don't know! I don't know!

All right? I swear. I... I
wasn't even supposed to be there.

Did they... say anything about Valkyrie?

Hey, man, are you okay?

Mnh-mnh. Can't... hold... on.

- Going... to dream... world.
- Hey.

Hands at 10 and 2.

Come on, buddy.

Heading on the left.

Bronson?

That's him.

- What about the hardware module?
- It's not in the car.

- Anybody riding with him?
- Yep.

- Girlfriend?
- Nope.

That guy.

You've gotta be kidding me.

You know what? I'll... I'll deal with him.

No. You've already had your chance.

Hendricks, please place
Mr. Castle under arrest.

Hello?

Is anyone even there?

Where's Beckett? Let me talk to her.

I'm afraid she can't help you.

Look, this has just
been a misunderstanding.

You were in a car with a man who we believe

is an enemy combatant of the United States.

That's not a misunderstanding, Mr. Castle.

That's a federal offense.

Whoa. I was abducted at gunpoint.

Is that so? And of all
the people in the world,

why would our chief suspect abduct you?

I don't know. He said he
saw me at the golf course

with Beckett and McCord.

Why exactly were you at the golf course?

Why are you in D.C., Mr. Castle?

But why did you choose

to see her on this particular weekend?

Well, I...

Oh, now wait a minute.

What, you don't think I'm
involved in this, do you?

Okay, look...

a man walked up to me on the street,

shoved a g*n in my ribs
and forced me into a car.

Then he started questioning me,

whether or not you guys know about him

or about Valkyrie.

- Valkyrie?
- Yeah.

What's Valkyrie?

I don't know!

I told him I didn't know,

and then he dropped dead right in the car.

Mysteriously? With you
sitting right next to him?

No, there's nothing relevant about Valkyrie

in any of our databases.

It could be the name of
Bronson's contact or buyer.

They must have found out we were on to him

and taken him out.

Which means the encryption
system's in play.

Sir, I know what this looks like,

but I swear to you, Castle's
not involved in any of this.

We know he isn't.

We have A.T.M. footage on him
being abducted at gunpoint,

just like you said.

Well, then why did you...

I needed to make sure he
told us everything he knew,

he needed to learn once and for all

to keep his nose out of federal business.

Any word yet on how Bronson d*ed?

They're doing the autopsy right now.

Sir, we've got something.

- Uh, what about Castle?
- Let him sweat.

I'm sorry.

So this is Jeanette
Miller, Bronson's girlfriend

and most likely his accomplice.

Uh, they've been dating for six months.

Phone records show that Bronson called her

a number of times right
before he abducted Mr. Castle,

and get this... she worked
as an aide to Senator Shelton.

Shelton's a ranking member

of the foreign relations committee.

She'd have the connections to help Bronson

move the encryption
system out of the country.

She's part of this. Find
her, you find that system.

You have a location on her?

We tracked the G.P.S. on her phone

to a street in Rosemont,

but when we moved in a few minutes ago,

we found the phone and
her car, both abandoned.

She's off the grid.

She knows we're looking for her.

I want every inch of this
city under surveillance.

You tap into every sidewalk,

traffic and mass transit video feed.

Run everything through facial
recognition with a 70% match.

She may have altered her appearance.

I want her found.

You got it, sir.

Not you, Beckett.

You and I have something else to discuss.

Please tell me there's something
stronger than coffee in there.

Sorry.

So... how much trouble am I in?

Not as much as me.

Look, Castle...

I can't make it like it was before, can I?

Maybe it'll be better.

This way, when we come
home at the end of each day,

we'll have something to talk about,

like normal couples.

Only your day will be classified.

We're gonna make this work.

I promise.

I'll have a couple of
days off after this case,

and... and we'll figure
it out, but until then...

You don't have to say it.

I'll be on the first
flight out in the morning.

Mr. C.!

Pi.

Where's Alexis?

She went shopping with her grandma.

I volunteered to make dinner tonight,

and I'm just getting a jump on the prep.

Can I count you in on a nice, juicy steak?

These aren't steaks.

That's papaya steak.

It's the juiciest steak there is.

This is all fruit.

I'm a fruitarian.

Course you are.

It's all that I eat.

Original diet of mankind.

Nutrition as God intended.

You know, Pi, don't, uh, take
this the wrong way, but...

how long do you plan on
staying at casa de Castle?

You know, I'm actually
in a little bit of a bind.

See, I live in Amsterdam,

but I, uh... kinda lost my passport.

But, hey, you don't wanna
hear about my troubles.

You got your own, right?

I do now.

You are gonna clean all this up?

Mr. C.,

I get the feeling things didn't go too well

in D.C with your fianc?e, did they?

No, Pi. They did not.

You know, sometimes the best thing to do...

is talk about it.

You know what? You're absolutely right.

Where you goin'?

I'm going to find someone
to talk about it with.

Any luck tracking down
Bronson's girlfriend?

Not yet.

Castle get home okay?

Yeah.

Fine.

You wanna talk about it?

No.

Good.

You get a hit?

Possible match. Uh...

- 87% certainty?
- Bring it up.

This is traffic cam video, streaming live.

Well, she dyed her hair, but that's her.

And that bag on her shoulder...

- You think she's got the encryption system in it?
- Let's go find out.

Wait. We're losing her.

Switching feeds.

There.

Where is this?

20th and P, near Dupont Circle.

This is McCord. We need to acquire
a target near Dupont Circle.

We're losing her again.

- She's gone.
- Richmond.

She must have ducked into a store or alley.

Or the Metro. Damn it. Stand by.

Can you just display the
route that she was following?

Okay. It's analyzing her path.

It doesn't look like she's
taking a direct route.

It's like she's using evasive tactics.

Okay, so if she started off in Rosemont...

her general trajectory leads to...

Union Station.

She's making a run for it.

You know, I don't think
Jenny and I have been apart

for more than two days since we met.

It's gotta be rough.

I just feel like we're so far out of synch.

I don't know how to get back.

Guess I was just... trying
to make it feel like us again.

Yeah, by playing me and Ryan for chumps.

You should have known that we were gonna

figure out this case was real.

Well, you'll be happy
to know that for my sins,

I was abducted by a maniac
at gunpoint and nearly k*lled,

but at least I didn't get Beckett fired.

Whoa, whoa. Abducted?

By who?

Look, guys, I really shouldn't
be talking about this.

Come on, Castle. It's us.

And thanks to you,

we're already involved.

Okay, but this goes no further, all right?

So I'm just walking down the street,

and this guy that they're looking for

grabs me, shoves me into a car,

starts talking crazy,
asking all these questions.

- What kind of questions?
- Something about Valkyrie,

and then I thought he was gonna pass out

because he was talking about
going off to dream world.

But he didn't pass out.

He dropped dead.

Uh, this guy... was he, uh...

was he m*llitary?

Why, is "Valkyrie" a m*llitary term?

I don't know about "Valkyrie,"

but "Dream world"...

It's a highly classified special
operations base in the Gulf.

It's a ghost base.

The government's never
confirmed its existence,

but I...

I met a guy who knew a guy
who was stationed there.

Where is it?

I... it... it's a ghost base, Castle.

You think he's gonna say where it is?

No. But I will tell you this.

If Beckett's case has
anything to do with this base,

well, then she's into something
way bigger than she realizes.

There.

Target is moving to
the mezzanine. Close in.

- No, wait. Not yet.
- Stand by.

Would you like her to catch a train?

No, something else is going on.

She abandoned her car in Rosemont,

and then she came all the way out here?

Maybe she thought she was being followed.

Then why didn't she just
hop the train in Alexandria?

Maybe the line she wants
only leaves from here.

Or maybe she's meeting her buyer here.

You're the one that told
me to follow my instincts,

and my instincts say that we should wait.

Union Station is a nonsmoking building...

I'll give your instincts two minutes.

Hold position.

Where is she? Where did she go?

I knew it. I knew we
shouldn't have done this.

No, by the lockers.

Jeanette Miller. Federal
agents. You're under arrest.

- What?
- Let's do this quietly.

- Step away.
- What? What did I do?

Look, I told you,

I have never seen this before in my life.

Then what was it doing in that locker?

Trafficking government property,

jeopardizing national security, treason...

each one is punishable
by life imprisonment.

Or worse. What was the plan, anyway?

Did someone hire you and
Jack Bronson to steal it?

You don't understand.
This isn't how it looks.

Really? Because you dumped your phone,

and then you dumped your
car and you dyed your hair.

Clearly you're trying to disappear.

Because Jack was in trouble.
He's being set up. We both are.

- Jeanette...
- Listen.

He got a call a couple of nights ago...

someone wanting to meet
him at a golf course.

And whatever they said freaked Jack out,

so he went out there,
but the guy never showed.

And then when he heard about the break-in,

he realized they'd set him up.

- Who?
- He didn't know.

But Jack was scared, and
Jack does not get scared.

And he said that we needed to go on the run

until he could figure
out what was going on.

And he told me to go to
his locker at union station,

that there'd be money there...

and he'd meet up with me when he could.

Okay, if he wasn't involved,

then how did that end up in his locker?

I don't know. Maybe it's part of the setup.

What's Valkyrie?

- Valkyrie?
- What did Jack tell you about Valkyrie?

Look, where is Jack?
Do you know where he is?

Oh, no.

She had the encryption system.

She had the overseas contacts,

and yet after everything she did,

she really expects us to
believe she wasn't involved?

Well, people do crazy
things when they're in love.

I noticed.

Don't tell me you believe her.

Well, she's right.
Bronson was being set up.

- And why do you think that?
- The tools in his apartment,

the security footage from the golf course,

even the encryption system in his locker...

someone with his training
wouldn't be that sloppy.

You know what the hardest
thing about this job is?

- What?
- Knowing when to stop doing this job.

We have the encryption system.

We got the bad guy. This is a victory.

I wasn't wrong in the train station,

and I'm not wrong here.

There is something that we're missing.

Okay.

Let's just say someone did
have it out for Bronson.

Why would they go through all the effort

to orchestrate a blackout,

break into a secure government facility,

only to steal something
that they knew we'd recover?

There are many easier
ways to set someone up.

Wait. I mean, you're right.

Why would someone go
through all the trouble

to steal something just so
that we would recover it?

Unless it was a diversion.

What if it wasn't the encryption system

that they were really after?

They just wanted us to think
that that's what they were after.

And the air shaft that they
used to access Cybertech...

they could have used that
to access any of the floors

in that same building.

Cybertech is on floors 3 and 4.

Right, and...

5 and 6 are a genetics lab.

7... is a consulting firm.

And 8...

There are no details about the tenant on 8.

It says it's classified.

What's on 8?

Are you coming, dad?

Dinner's ready.

Oh, yes. I'd best hurry.

I wouldn't want my
papaya steak to get cold.

Have you even tried
them? They're delicious.

Maybe you should start without me.

I'm right in the middle of something.

You're not avoiding Pi, are you?

No, sweetheart. I'm just doing
some research for a story.

You sure you're not still
looking into Beckett's case?

Even after you promised not to?

I'll get it.

Look, it's fine.

No one's ever gonna know.

Richard, these men are here for you.

They say they're federal agents.

- Castle, you need to come with us right away.
- What is this about?

- Please, sir, just come with us.
- Why?

We... well, wait a minute.
You can't just take him away.

- Do me a favor. Um, call up my lawyer.
- Okay.

- Dad?
- And... and call Beckett.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

Beckett. Finally.

What's going on? Why
won't anyone talk to me?

And why would they take my blood?

Castle, you know that case
that I've been investigating?

The, um, the break-in and the theft?

Well, it turns out there's
more to it than we thought.

Are you gonna waterboard me?

Because that would seriously
affect our relationship.

No, babe, can... can
you listen for a second?

It turns out that something
else was stolen from another lab

in that building.

It was a chemical agent
that they were working on

for the m*llitary, but it was
deemed to dangerous to use.

The amount stolen was enough
to k*ll thousands of people.

Isn't this "need-to-know" stuff?

Why are you telling me?

Because that toxin was
used to k*ll Jack Bronson,

the man that abducted you.

It was aerosolized.

It was placed in the
ventilation system of his car.

I was in that car.

Was I...

How bad?

Based on the amount
found in your bloodstream,

you have less than a day to live.