Castle

Taylor: Yep, proper footwear is the key.

This place is 62 acres.

We walk it three times a night.

You do that with poor arch support,

You're a dead man. Y...

Is that blood?

Yeah.

And it leads to that grave.

This is a joke, right? Haze the new guy.

Oh, my god.

Oh, man.

So, there will be time to hit the beach

while we're in L.A., right?

No, we're here to learn about my missing time,

not work on your tan.

Oh, give me a little credit, dad.

I'm not that shallow.

We were hoping to scope out some quality man candy.

Mm. Surfers are hot.

Mm.

You are a bad influence.

Thank you.

That's not a c... Never mind.

Look, koreatown's about 20 minutes away.

The restaurant I was in

is not gonna be open for another few hours,

giving us plenty of time to settle in.

Hi. Richard castle.

Later. Hmm?

Reservation for...

Hmm, not too shabby.

Glad you like it,

'cause this is going to be home base.

And you are going to be running it

while Hayley and i hit the streets.

Wait. That's not fair. Too bad.

We don't know what we're gonna find here.

I was shot while I was missing, remember?

That could have happened in L.A.

Your father's right.

Until we get more information,

we have to proceed with caution.

Look on the bright side.

There are worse places to be trapped

than a five-start hotel with room service.

Mr. castle, we've got your luggage.

Great. Just, uh, put it right in there for me.

Mm.

On second thought, I'm good here.

Maybe I'll wait with you.

What's this?

Messenger dropped that off for you a few minutes ago.

Thank you.

Alexis: Who's it from?

I'm not sure.

"Mr. castle, your services are required.

A body has been found at the Hollywood forever cemetery.

The LAPD needs your help."

And it's signed "the gds."

Who's gds?

The greatest detective society.

What's that?

It's the greatest detective society.

It... it's a legendary organization.

Rumor has it

sir Arthur conan Doyle was a secret member.

And... it's a myth.

It... it's a fairy tale old p.I.S tell rookies

to get them to do the scut work.

Said the detective that didn't get an invitation.

All right, real or not,

we're here to investigate your missing time, dad.

Not a murder.

Right, but the restaurant doesn't open

for another couple hours.

Hollywood forever cemetery is on the way.

Can't hurt to take a look, right?

How are we gonna get in there?

I've got it. You create a diversion.

Uh, excuse me.

Hello? Excuse me.

Hey. Excuse me.

Looking for detective menendez.

He's, uh, with the m.E.

Thank you.

Kurt!

Hey.

Hayley.

I did not know you were in town.

Yeah. We just got in from New York.

This is Richard castle.

Kurt menendez... Major crimes division.

Great to meet you. Likewise.

Doing a little grisly sightseeing?

Uh, no pleasure this time, just business.

What kind of business?

Oh, come on, Kurt.

You know the drill... client confidentiality and all that.

But anything we find, we'll share with you.

I've heard that one before.

Yes, but any failures on my part

have always been remedied with the finest single malt.

So, what do you say?

Will you let us in for a little look-see?

Yes?

Sure. Come on. Thank you.

Thanks.

Our victim's name is Phillip Harris.

A local private investigator.

M.E. Said he was killed around midnight...

Throat cut.

And then the killer took out his heart.

Done with surgical precision?

Not particularly.

So, New York, huh?

Yeah. Just flew in this morning.

That's funny, because our victim

just flew back from New York yesterday morning.

I left word for a sister who lives there.

Crazy coincidence.

You know, I work very closely

with the 12th precinct in New York.

Detectives Ryan and esposito.

They could talk to Harris' sister for you,

maybe run down any New York clues.

Okay, thanks. I'll give them a call.

Excuse me.

Tell them I said hi. They love me.

Ryan: Castle?

He's a giant pain in the ass, but he's good people.

Okay.

Uh, yeah, sure. We'll help.

We'll interview Harris' sister, Veronica.

Yeah, why don't you send us a copy of the murder book, okay?

Thanks.

I need a favor, but you can't tell Javi.

I don't know if I'm comfortable with that.

It's not bad.

It's just...

I met a guy. I like him.

And I want you to run a background check on him.

Romantic. Seriously.

In this day and age, you can't trust anyone.

I don't want to fall for the guy

and then discover he's got a thing

for putting the lotion in the basket.

Okay. I'll, uh, check it out.

Check what out?

Uh, this, uh...

This rash that I have.

Yeah, I wanted to get lanie's medical opinion on it.

Too much information, bro.

Yeah, that's what I said. Later, boys.

Castle: First thing we need to do

is figure out what case Phillip Harris was working on.

Odds are, that's what got him killed.

Look, I love a gruesome murder as much as the next girl,

but we don't have a client.

And impressing that ridiculous detective society

isn't exactly on the top of my list.

Well, it's on mine.

But first, let's see if anyone knows

what I was doing here a year and a half ago.

Yeah. This is definitely the place.

Andrew: Two for lunch?

The watch.

Richard. What's going on?

You were here 18 months ago.

Uh, yeah. It's my place. So?

Do you recognize him?

No, should I?

Uh, I was here about, um...

I was here about a year and a half ago.

Something happened. You yelled at me.

Oh, you're the guy with the watch.

What watch?

You... you couldn't pay.

And then I was gonna call the cops on you.

And then, uh, you... you gave me your watch to hold onto.

Said you were gonna come back for it, but you never came.

Was I with anybody? Uh, no.

Did I talk to anybody?

Did I tell you where I'd been or where I was going?

No. You, uh, just ate, and then you left.

Uh, gave me your watch first.

Do you still have the watch?

Best wingman I ever had.

That does not look familiar.

And it's a knock-off.

But it's the freshest clue we have.

I'll buy it back from you.

Sure.

My brother was right.

Right about what?

The phantom.

A serial killer Phillip was hunting.

He stumbled onto it working a missing-persons case.

We haven't heard of any active serials nicknamed the phantom.

That's why Phillip called him the phantom...

Because no one has any idea that he exists.