Castle: "Do I look like a killer to you?"
Beckett: "Yes. You kill my patience."
Beckett: "Yes. You kill my patience."
It's all come crashing down around my ears and I've got no one to blame but myself.
Well she was shot in the head so unless she tripped and fell on a bullet, it wasn't an accident.
Castle: "I have no need for genies because I already have everything I could ever wish for."
Beckett: "Right back at you, handsome."
Beckett: "Right back at you, handsome."
So after eight years some of my common sense has finally rubbed off on you.