- [last lines]
- [Castle challenges Beckett to a poker game at the police station]
- Kate Beckett: Comfy with Texas hold'em?
- Richard Castle: I'm comfy, so long as my cards come from the top of the deck.
- Kate Beckett: Huh. What you got up your sleeves?
- Richard Castle: Aside from my muscular arms?
- Richard Castle: Whoa, whoa. Someone say "murder"? Hold on! I'll get my coat.
- Javier Esposito: Look at him, all excited.
- Kate Beckett: Yeah, like a kid at Christmas.
- Kevin Ryan: With a dead body under the tree.
- [while in an elevator, Beckett hands Castle a wad of cash]
- Richard Castle: What's this?
- Kate Beckett: Your winnings from the other night. I'm not an idiot. I know you threw the last hand.
- Richard Castle: [pause] How did you figure it out?
- Kate Beckett: That's not the point.
- Richard Castle: [realizing] Oh, my mother called you, didn't she?
- Kate Beckett: [turns to Castle and gets in his face] You owe me a rematch.
- [after throwing games to each other, Castle and Beckett play a winner-take-all game of poker]
- Kate Beckett: You're on.
- Richard Castle: No mercy.
- Kate Beckett: I'm gonna make you hurt.
- Richard Castle: Oh, you're gonna *get* hurt.
- Kate Beckett: What are playing for?
- Richard Castle: Pride. Or clothing.
- Kate Beckett: I think I got a bag of gummy bears.
- [after Castle goes all-in with Beckett at a poker game]
- Judge Markway: Oh, do us a favor, Detective. Beat his pants off.
- Richard Castle: [to Beckett] Yes, please. Beat my pants off, if you dare.
- [after Beckett folds her poker hand letting Castle win]
- Judge Markway: Don't you ever get tired of winning, Castle?
- Richard Castle: Yeah, you'd think so, right? But, no.
- [Castle and Beckett looking at a lot of pictures of the murder victim in a suspect's apartment]
- Richard Castle: Look who's stalking.
- [after Beckett demands a rematch of a poker game]
- Richard Castle: No, I was thinking something a little more local. My, uy, Gotham City crew. Guys I beat on a regular basis.
- Kate Beckett: Your "Gotham City crew"?
- Richard Castle: Yeah. Captain, the Mayor and Judge Markway. You know, your boss, your boss' boss, and the guy that signs your warrants. Or would that make you nervous? I mean, I wouldn't want to throw your game, but I also don't want you to feel patronized.
- Kate Beckett: Just set it up. And prepare to get your ass kicked.
- [first lines]
- Javier Esposito: All right, everybody, last hand for the night.
- Martha Rodgers: Oh, phooey! It's only...
- [scoffs]
- Martha Rodgers: It's not even midnight.
- Richard Castle: Some people have jobs to go to in the morning.
- Martha Rodgers: Oh, my son, the working stiff. All right.
- [picks up her cards and scoffs]
- Martha Rodgers: Phooey. I fold.
- Javier Esposito: What? If you don't mind me saying, Mrs. R., you fold a lot.
- Martha Rodgers: I just don't believe in stringing along a bad hand. Why waste time?
- Richard Castle: Actually, Mother's game isn't really Texas Hold 'Em. It's strip poker. Keeps things humming along, if you know what I mean.
- Martha Rodgers: Well, frankly, I prefer strip because even when you lose, you win.
- Kevin Ryan: Maybe Castle was right. Maybe this is about sex.
- Javier Esposito: The lady was a soccer mom.
- Richard Castle: Come by my daughter's school at about 3:30. The place is like happy hour.
- [after Castle, Ryan, and Esposito make up a theory for the murder]
- Kate Beckett: You know, I feel so stupid. Here I am, looking for evidence, and all I had to do was just *make* something up. So, this imaginary boyfriend-killer, do you think that he has an imaginary address?
- Richard Castle: Remind me if I ever decide to write a memoir, to never write a memoir.
- Kate Beckett: Okay.
- [Beckett continues typing then finally stops and turns to Castle]
- Kate Beckett: Why not?
- Richard Castle: Because memoirs are about truth, and I'm not a very truthful person. It'd be too easy to make myself look good.
- Kate Beckett: Might be harder than you think.