Slaughter: Speaking of partners, I've seen pictures of yours. She's smokin' hot. You're tappin' that, right?
Castle: What? No.
Slaughter: No? What's wrong with you?
Castle: Nothing's-nothing's wrong with me. We're just friends.
Slaughter: Man needs a friend, he gets a dog. Woman like that, you storm the beaches or die trying.
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