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Beckett: (about the cover art to Castle's Nikki Heat book) She's naked!
Castle: She's not naked. She's holding a gun... strategically.
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Sorenson: (to Beckett about Castle) You never told him how you stood in line for an hour just to get your book signed? How his novels got you through your mother's death?
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Castle: Nice guy. I can see how it wouldn't work, though.
Beckett: Really?
Castle: Sure. Handsome, square jawed, by the book.
Beckett: And that's a bad thing?
Castle: He's like the male you. Yin needs yang, not another yin. Yin yang is harmony. Yin yin is a name for a panda.
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Sorenson: A couple dozen best sellers doesn't make you a criminologist.
Castle: I also don't need a weatherman to tell me that the sky is blue.
Beckett: Oh for Gods sakes! Why don't you both just drop your pants and get it over with!
Castle: I'm game.
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Beckett: Six months.
Castle: Six months what?
Beckett: We dated for six months.
Castle: I didn't ask.
Beckett: Yea, I know. You were not asking very loudly.
Castle: I know, I'm like a Jedi like that.
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Beckett: It's Sunday morning, shouldn't you be slinking home from a scandalous liaison?
Castle: Would you be jealous if I were?
Beckett: In your dreams.
Castle: Actually in my dream you're never jealous, in my dreams you just join-
(Beckett sticks the bear claw into Castle's mouth.)
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(Castle is getting ready to make the drop-off)
Beckett: Be careful, okay?
Castle: Do I detect actual concern for my well-being?
Beckett: Screw this up, and I'll kill you.
Castle: That's more like it.