Castle s05e17 Episode Script
Scared to Death
You have to help me.
Please.
I only have a few seconds left.
Ma'am, what's your address? We'll send help right away.
Can you tell me what's happening? Ma'am, I need to know what's going on.
Oh, my God.
Ma'am, can you hear me? The lights went out.
It's coming for me.
What's coming for you? Ma'am? Ma'am? I'm gonna die.
Ma'am are you there? Hello.
Ma'am are you there? Hello.
You hear that? That call came in at 11:59 from our vic--Val Butler.
She's an ad exec downtown.
First responders came moments later.
That door was locked and that couch was in front of it.
No sign of forced entry.
She looks like she's been scared to death, literally.
Is that based on your vast medical experience, Mr.
Castle? No, based on the fact she looks like an Edvard Munch painting.
Really freaky.
So what was the cause of death? Well, there's no external trauma, no puncture or stab wounds.
Once I get her on the slab, I'll know more about how she died and who did it.
If it was a who.
Meaning? Meaning she said "It's coming for me.
" Not "he" or "she," but "it.
" Look at what she was researching here-- "How to keep away evil," "How to ward off evil spirits," a book on urban legends.
Over by the door, horseshoes.
I've clocked two Indian wind chimes, there and there.
These are things used to ward off evil spirits, like Perlmutter.
I heard that.
What are you saying, Castle? Oh, was the boogeyman out to get her? I'm saying maybe that's what she thought-- why she said "It's coming for me," why the lights went out, why she inexplicably died, and why she looks so scared.
She was scared because she was about to be killed by an actual person.
So we should spend our time looking for that person.
Let's set up a canvass and talk to everyone in the building that might have seen or heard something.
Wh-what happened to Val? What's going on? I work nights as a research assistant at the college.
But I should've stayed home last night.
I knew something was up with her.
What do you mean? She's been weird the past couple of days.
She hadn't been eating or sleeping.
She was really paranoid, always locking the doors.
Did she say what was wrong? I asked, but she said she didn't want to talk about it.
Amanda, do you know of anyone that would've wanted to hurt her? Her ex-boyfriend.
Boyfriend's name is Freddie Baker, Quite the resume-- resisting arrest, assault and battery.
Sounds like a prince.
Yeah, Val wised up, though.
She filed a restraining order against him after they broke up.
Esposito is checking into where he was last night.
So what did we get from Val's family and friends? Just that they hadn't heard from her in the last three days.
She wasn't returning their messages.
Three days--that's how long Val's roommate said she'd been acting strangely.
Yeah, so I dug into the last 72 hours of her life.
Besides a credit card charge for a train ticket to Greenwich, there was nothing else unusual.
What was she doing in Greenwich? I'm still looking into that, but as far as abnormalities for the last few days, that was it.
Uh, no, there's more.
The wind chime, the horse shoe, the book on urban legends-- all bought online two days ago.
Almost as if Val thought some kind of evil spirit was coming for her.
Castle, what she thought was gonna happen versus what actually happened are two completely different things.
Yeah, because if Val was a victim of anything, it's her lousy taste in men.
Canvass popped.
One of her neighbors saw Freddie in the building and hour before her death.
I would never hurt Val.
I loved her.
Really? Then how do you explain this restraining order that she filed against you? Was that a love letter? A misunderstanding.
Well, we got a witness that saw you in Val's apartment last night, Freddie.
But I didn't kill her.
Yes, I went over there, but only because she begged me to.
Do you actually expect us to believe that she invited you over to her apartment after she filed a restraining order? It's true.
She said she wanted to get back together.
But when I got there, all she did was accuse me of sending her some package.
What package? I have no idea.
But when I told her I didn't send her anything, she started freaking out.
How was she freaking out? She kept saying, "It's real.
" What's real? I don't know.
She wasn't making any sense.
She kept asking me if I believed in the power of evil.
I didn't want to get in trouble for breaking the RO, so I got out of there, went to hang out with friends.
But when I left that apartment, Val was alive.
I swear.
Freddie's alibi checks out.
Friends confirm that he met them at 11:00.
They hung out at a club till dawn.
So he's not our guy.
Well, I'll just point out that Val asked him if he believed in the power of evil and then was talking about how it was "real.
" - I hate to say it-- - Then don't.
Did CSU find a package at her apartment? No, but they were looking for evidence of the murder not mail.
So maybe that's what freaked Val out.
She knew that that package was coming from her killer.
Did you find anything yet? Yes, a closet with more stilettos than yours.
Didn't think it was possible.
How about you? Any luck? Uh, yes.
Looks like the package she got contained a CD or a DVD so be on the lookout for a disc.
Disc, got ya.
Help me.
Uh, Beckett? Beckett? Can you come here? You saw midnight on the third day you die! Are you okay? Did you find something? When did you say Val got that package? Three days before she died.
That was midnight on the third day.
She died because she saw this disc.
And now I saw it, which means I'm next.
"Legend tells of a mysterious video "that can harness the forces of evil from the beyond.
"The disc is a harbinger of great misfortune, "marking its watchers and sentencing them to certain and unavoidable death.
" I saw it, just like Val did.
That's why she said "It's coming for me.
" That's how she knew when she was gonna die, why she was trying to ward off spirits-- because of the message on that disc.
How's a DVD gonna kill you? Is it gonna come at you like a ninja star, cut your head off? The actual DVD will not kill me, Esposito.
It will be the spirit inside the DVD, just like in "The Ring.
" Ooh, ooh, the one with the creepy waterlogged little girl who crawls out of the TV.
I didn't sleep for days after that movie.
Yes, exactly.
Thank you.
That movie.
It's fiction.
It's a horror story in a book about urban legends.
Yeah, I mean, because that's all it is, right? A legend.
Many legends are based in truth.
I saw the video.
At midnight in three days time, I will die.
Oh, Castle, that message wasn't for you.
It was a threat for Val.
And it wasn't made by spirits.
It was made by her murderer.
So tracing the disc to whoever sent it should lead us straight to him.
- Espo.
- Yeah.
There's a PO box on this airbill.
Could you look into it? Yeah.
And, Ryan, why don't you take a look at this disc and see-- Oh, I'm--I'm sorry, what? Et tu, bro? What did you say about the story being a legend? Um, well, uh, Jenny and I, we are trying to make a baby, so we're abiding by every superstition in the book.
Okay.
Fine.
Here, Espo.
Oh, nah.
I c-- I can't-- I can't watch that.
If I watch that, it's gonna make my partner out to be a wimp, and I can't have that.
- Thanks, bro.
- Yeah.
This is so pathetic.
Fine.
I will watch it.
Wait.
No.
What are you doing? Castle, I'm doing my job.
Someone here has to.
Okay, think of the risks.
You may not think there's anything to this, but what if you're wrong? You know, I appreciate your concern, but it's just a DVD.
You--you don't-- you can't just play it.
Let me take precautions here.
Don't want the whole precinct suffering my fate.
Okay.
Okay.
You want to hold my hand? Castle, I'm not scared.
Well, I wasn't asking for you.
Are you ready? Does it matter? Help me.
What are those sounds? Right? It gets worse.
Wait for it.
You saw midnight on the third day you die! You're right.
It is kinda creepy.
Thank you.
Because the killer made it creepy, Castle.
Maybe these images meant something to the victim, clues to the relationship between her and the killer.
Wait.
Go back.
That one--that one there.
That's the, um That's the Tibetan wheel.
Symbolizes rebirth.
Hang on.
That is the Masonic compass.
That's They felt it represented, uh, resurrection.
Your point being? Oh.
Rebirth? Resurrection? This video obviously resurrects something from the great beyond, something dangerous, something murderous.
I mean, what other explanation can there be? There are plenty of explanations, Castle, and none of them are supernatural.
In fact, I bet Perlmutter has our cause of death by now.
Those tox and autopsy reports should be done.
Ah, Detective Beckett and defective Castle.
So, Perlmutter, how was Val Butler killed? It appears she died of heart failure.
At 27? Did she have heart problems? Well, she certainly did once it stopped beating.
What made it stop? Is it possible that she was poisoned or OD'ed on drugs? Nothing showed up on her blood panels.
What about what caused her, um Well, postmortem contractions of the facial muscles are not unheard of.
You don't know what killed her.
- I wouldn't say that.
- Do you have a theory? Not at the present time.
That means you don't know.
And the only explanation is that Val faced something so scary, it stopped her heart and froze her face in the last expression she had, terror.
Admit it.
All I'll say, Mr.
Castle, is that for now, cause of death is unknown.
Unknown? Hear that? Not good.
What are you doing? Checking my bucket list to see how many things I can get done in two days.
Can either one of you introduce me to Bill Shatner? You know, finding who sent this disc should make Castle feel a whole lot better.
Yeah, but what if the worst happens and--and Castle's right? Do you think he put me in his will? Dude, uncool.
What? I'm just wondering.
I mean, Castle's death would be sad and all, but his Ferrari sure would lessen my grief.
You do realize that even putting that out in the universe is bad karma? Please.
Castle's not gonna die.
We're not dealing with an evil spirit.
We're dealing with a guy who has a return address.
Uh-huh.
Why does everybody keep asking about box 1135? Wait.
Who else has been asking about it? Some brunette chick came in here a couple days ago.
Probably Val.
What did you tell her? Nothing, bruh.
It's against company policy.
Well, I think that this trumps company policy.
So who owns the box? Ah, that's the weird thing.
The guy who owns it died, like, three months ago.
So he couldn't have sent that package unless he sent it from the great beyond.
The box was last rented by an Andrew Levine, who died of liver failure three months ago.
Somehow I don't think he's connected to this case.
So the killer covered his tracks.
He must have written a random PO box on the packaging slip.
- Or-- - No.
Ryan, there is no "or.
" I'm just saying, maybe the reason we can't trace this package's origin is because it was sent from another realm.
Ryan's right.
It was sent from another realm.
New Jersey.
I looked into the airbill number on Val's package.
Turns out it's one in a sequence of airbills all sent from the same guy-- Jason Bennett.
He lives in Hoboken.
NYPD! Hey, bro.
I just want you to know I just thought you should know that I really value our friendship.
Okay.
Thanks.
It's priceless to me.
Great.
But if we could put a price on it, what would that be? What are you talking about? I just want to know how much our friendship would be worth if you were-- Dead! We got to Bennett too late.
Yeah, uh, about two days too late.
That looks like about how long he's been dead.
He couldn't have killed Val.
And he got a package with a disc in it just like Val, four days ago.
There was a blackout here, too.
Same MO, same freaky-ass body.
The third day at midnight.
I knew I shouldn't have let you watch that disc.
Now in 48 hours we'll both be dead.
CSU just found a stack of airbills at Jason's place.
So then the killer used one of them to send the disc to Val.
Maybe we should make a copy of the DVD and send it to someone else.
That's how they saved people in "The Ring.
" Yeah, but all those people who got a copy died.
Yeah, you'd just be passing the buck off to someone else.
That's cold, bro.
Okay, does anyone have a better solution? Because we need one, if not for me, at least for Beckett.
Castle, that's so sweet.
You want me to outlive you? Of course.
Who else is gonna tell my tale of sacrifice and selflessness? Okay, we won't be telling anyone anything.
We're both gonna be fine.
How can you say that when we have not one but two dead DVD watchers? There's gotta be a better connection between our two victims than that disc.
Ryan, can you check in with Jason's family, see if anyone recognizes Val? Yeah.
On it.
Espo, why don't you cross-reference their records and see if there are any similarities between the two of them? You know, if there's gonna be pictures of us hanging up there, we should really pick 'em out now.
You know, Castle we could always use the photo that I took of you in bed the other night.
I don't know if that's how I want to be remembered.
Castle, I was joking.
There will be no photos of us on that murder board.
By tomorrow, we are gonna find a connection between our two victims that will leads us straight to a flesh-and-blood killer.
In the meantime It's getting kinda late, okay? So why don't we just call it a night? You know what? Actually we could go back to my place tonight and take some more photos.
Well, I might be convin-- Whoa.
Wait a minute.
In every horror movie I've ever seen having sex pretty much guarantees we will die.
So for the safety of us both, I say we just hold off.
Are you sure? I mean, think about it, Castle.
This could be our last time.
That's--okay What you're doing right now, this is not helping.
This-- I'm gonna remove myself from temptation.
A good night's sleep will give me some perspective.
I--this is Hello.
Wes.
Hey, it's Rick.
Jeez, Rick.
It's after midnight.
Yeah, sorry.
I just, um, I need some advice.
Is Stephen King beating you at Texas hold'em again? Yeah, right.
No, but, um, this is actually about your movies.
I mean, the name Wes Craven is synonymous with horror.
You've made a fortune scaring the crap out of people.
"My Soul To Take," all the "Nightmare On Elm Streets," terrifying.
So you called me up in the middle of the night to join my fan club, what? Ha ha.
No.
I know that you've researched evil spirits who reach out from the beyond for all your films.
Of course.
I was just wondering if you knew how to stop those pesky suckers.
Is this you making your own movie? I mean, are you writing a horror screenplay? Yes.
I just thought I'd give you a little friendly competition.
Just got a little writer's block is all.
Okay, what's the story? Um ruggedly handsome hero and his notoriously practical lady friend watch a disc that's killing its viewers within three days.
Really? You don't think that's a little derivative? Yes, but I am hoping to distinguish the ending, you know, make the third act a, um, survival tale rather than a bloodbath.
I just can't figure out how to get my heroes out of this mess.
So the key is always in the spirit's origin story.
Once you have that, you can start to figure out the spirit's weaknesses.
If it's using the disc as its portal into our world Then the disc would contain clues as to the spirit's story.
Wes, thank you.
Thank you.
Listen, buddy, it's late.
I gotta go.
Friendly competition, my ass.
You guys have gotta be kidding me.
We didn't find a single connection between our victims? No, the two were as different as night and day.
Jason was a retired ex-army doc.
Val was a young Manhattan ad exec.
Val was born in Florida.
Jason grew up in Iowa.
They didn't share any friends and they weren't family.
And none of Jason's relatives recognized Val's photo? No, and nobody from Val's family had ever seen or heard of Jason.
We're still looking through their records, but so far, nothing.
So we're at a dead end? Ah, maybe not.
After much reflection, I realized the key to solving this is figuring out the story on the DVD.
To that end, I crowdsourced one of the images to my legion of followers.
And someone recognized it? Oh, you betcha.
According to bedazzlecats39, you're looking at The Brunswick Inn in Port Campbell.
Bingo.
Val's credit card records show that she spent a few nights at The Brunswick Inn in November 2008.
And it looks like Jason crashed there, too, also in November 2008.
Okay, so both of our victims stayed at that inn at the same time.
So maybe they were having an affair.
Well, in 2008, Val would've been 24.
Jason would've been 66.
An affair would've been-- - Gross.
- I was gonna say unlikely.
It doesn't look like an affair.
They stayed in separate rooms.
Well, the victims were at the inn.
The inn was on the disc.
There's gotta be a connection.
The inn must be the place where some unspeakable horror befell the spirits.
Think about it.
"The Ring," "Psycho," "The Shining"-- It's when we get to the creepy old motel that everything starts really going south.
So this must the location of the spirit's origin story.
Or somehow Val and Jason connected with the human killer at that inn.
My version's better.
Why don't you look into The Brunswick Inn? See if there any red flags, past crimes.
Castle and I will go to Port Campbell and see what we can find.
Maybe I should stay here.
I mean, the inn is just one piece of the puzzle.
I should really check the other images on the video, see what I can figure out.
Whoa.
You're volunteering to watch that thing again? Yeah.
Not like I can get any deader.
Hello.
It doesn't look like there's anyone here.
Doesn't look like anyone's been here this century.
You're not buying into Castle's spirit craziness, are you? No.
You think I'm afraid of some old campfire story? - I'm a grown-ass man.
- Need help? Ju-just so you know, um, that was me being startled, not scared.
You run this place? in the wrong place.
We're closed for the season.
We just need to ask you a few questions.
Uh, do you recognize these people? Val Butler and Jason Bennett-- they-- They stayed here back in 2008.
Long time ago, 2008.
Seen a lot of faces come and go.
They would've been here in November.
Do you remember anything unusual from that period? You wouldn't happen to know their room numbers.
Yeah, uh, 213 and 313.
The 13s.
Those rooms, they're not normal rooms.
They're reserved for people involved in trials at the courthouse, down at 1135 Elm.
the PO box on that package.
That's gotta be it, then.
The murders have to be connected to a trial held at the courthouse in November of '08.
There was only one trial took place in November '08.
It was a terrible thing.
You remember a trial from five years ago? No one here can forget.
It was the trial of the century.
That man murdered half a dozen people.
Who are you talking about? Nigel Malloy.
The serial killer? This is all about Nigel Malloy.
It makes perfect sense.
The clock tower from the DVD it's the same clock tower from the courthouse where he was tried.
The rooftop and the alley were the scenes of his third and fourth murders.
Yeah, and Jason and Val-- both witnesses in his Okay, so somehow Nigel Malloy must be taking revenge against the people that testified against him.
Uh, yeah, there's only one problem.
Nigel Malloy is dead.
He died in prison three years ago.
Nigel Malloy--they called him "The Grim Reaper.
" His signature-- searing symbols like the ones we saw in the video into the flesh of his victims.
Turns out that Val and Jason were witnesses to the kidnapping of Malloy's first victim-- Esther Alonzo.
he abducted her from an amusement park in New Jersey.
Tortured her in his basement for days before killing her.
He had the local police running around in circles.
They even arrested the wrong guy before capturing him five bodies later.
Well, considering he died in prison, I'd say he has a pretty good alibi for our two murders.
It's gotta be someone else.
Don't be so sure.
Take a look at what Nigel Malloy said in an interview he did right before he died.
So, Mr.
Malloy, are you saying you actually believe you can't die? My victims gave me unique insight into death, into its secrets.
Even when my body perishes, my essence will continue on.
I will continue on.
You see Death is just the beginning.
That guy gives a whole new meaning to the word "psycho.
" What if he did find a way to let his spirit live on? Like the killer in those Chucky movies who transferred his spirit into that spooky doll.
Exactly, only instead of a doll, it's a DVD.
That explains the message "You saw, you die.
" The witnesses saw his crimes so they must die.
Well, then given that logic, we'd both be okay because we're not witnesses.
But you're a cop.
I'm a cop helper.
I mean, you don't think a convicted serial killer is gonna have an ax to grind with the NYPD? Castle, Nigel Malloy is not involved.
He's dead.
But someone else might be acting on his behalf.
Ryan, talk to the DA in Port Campbell.
Let's locate those other witnesses and make sure they're safe.
- Yeah.
- The court records were sealed.
How would the killer know who the witnesses were? Uh, w-wait a minute.
Umm, Nigel Malloy had a brother.
Leopold.
The DA accused him of helping dispose of the bodies.
Yes, the defense said that Nigel had an almost hypnotic hold over his brother.
He was found not guilty by reason of insanity, and they shipped him off to an asylum.
- Is he still there? - I am checking.
Ooh, wait.
This is interesting.
What? The asylum that they sent him to, it's in Greenwich.
That's where Val went the day she got the DVD.
She went to see Leopold Malloy.
Uh, yes, that young lady did stop by a few days ago.
Do you have any idea what they might have talked about or what he might have said to her? I'm afraid not, dear.
You'll have to ask Mr.
Malloy yourself.
You know, not for nothing, but what's he like? I mean On a scale of 1 to Hannibal Lecter, what are we dealing with here? I'm sorry, but doctor-patient privilege prohibits us from characterizing or describing our patients' behavior.
No, that's okay.
We understand.
Here we are.
Let's go over the rules.
Please don't hand him any objects or take anything from him.
Don't stand too close to the glass.
And if you need any help, just press the red button on the wall behind you.
Okay, now please just sign here acknowledging that you understand the rules.
I feel like I'm signing my life away.
Well, let's hope not.
Thank you.
Please have a seat.
I so rarely receive visitors.
But you have received a visitor recently.
Val Butler.
Why was she here? Oh, sweet girl.
She came to ask me if I'd sent her something.
And did you? How could I? I can't send anything to anyone.
You could've just gotten someone else to send it to her, just like you could've gotten someone else to kill her.
And why would I do such a thing? To perpetuate the myth of your brother's immortality Or to avenge his death.
I am not my brother's keeper, Detective Beckett.
I never was, and I don't share his murderous impulses.
Yet, you're still in here.
For now.
But when my appeal comes through, who knows? We could all meet on the street one day.
On that day, I might cross the street.
I'm no danger to anyone.
I never was.
So why would I jeopardize my appeal by being party to a murder? Because you knew you could get away with it.
You're locked up.
You have the perfect alibi.
I have the perfect alibi because I'm innocent.
I don't have TV or internet access.
I don't send or receive mail.
The only personal contact I have is through visitors, and Val is the last one I've had in years.
So who could I have sent to dispatch her or the other witness? Uh, well, we never actually said anything about the other witness being killed.
So how would you know anything about that? I think it's time for you to go.
I have nothing more to say.
Look, he told us everything.
That slipup proves that he's been talking with someone about those murders.
There is one other way he could've gotten that information.
He could be talking to his brother.
Castle, he was talking with someone on the outside.
He hasn't been communing with the dead.
Well, we can't be sure, and we're running out of time.
So I'm gonna scratch off number 27 on my bucket list.
You remember that, uh, blue porcelain vase you had on your dining room table? Yeah, the one that the wind blew over.
Yeah, about that.
I was playing Wii tennis in the living room-- - You broke my vase? - Vase.
- Vase is acceptable, too.
- You know what? You can stop worrying about the spirits getting to you, because I just might kill you myself.
Seriously, you want to spend our last day on earth fighting? Ryan.
Hey, we need you to subpoena records from the asylum.
See who Leopold was in contact with by phone or over e-mail.
Yeah, sure, but just so you know, there's been a development.
What do you mean? What kind of a development? Well, while looking into the Malloys, Nigel's name came up on a police report.
What kind of a report? He was, um reported missing a few days ago.
Missing? The guy has been dead for over three years.
Yeah, about that the groundskeeper at the cemetery where Nigel is buried noticed that his plot has been disturbed.
As in "dug up"? Well, not just dug up.
Nigel Malloy's body has disappeared.
It hasn't disappeared.
He's risen from the grave.
All right.
Let's hear it.
Hear what? Your explanation for this.
If there's one thing I can always count on, it's you and your logic so You want me to explain the dead serial killer's missing body? I don't know what happened here yet.
That's it? That's all you've got? But I can assure you that it has nothing to do with Nigel Malloy rising from the dead.
It's his brother.
Leopold Malloy is behind all of this.
Yo.
It doesn't look like Leopold has anything to do with this.
No, that can't be right.
Look, the guy's crazy, but he was right about one thing.
He has no phone, no e-mail, and no visitors besides Val.
There's gotta be some way of proving that Leopold's behind all this.
I can't tell you how he did it, but I can tell you who's next.
I checked into the court documents on the Malloy trial.
I noticed a pattern.
Jason was the first person to testify, and he was also the first one to die.
A day later, Val, the second person who testified, was killed.
Okay, so they're being killed in order of their testimonies.
Who's lucky number three? Uh, Mark Heller.
I talked to his girlfriend.
He received a disc three days ago.
That means he's due to die tonight at midnight.
That's in four hours.
And where's Mark Heller now? That's the problem.
He watched the video and he freaked out.
He left the house.
Nobody knows where he went.
I might.
Heller's financials show that he bought groceries at a store outside Kingston yesterday.
His family owns a cabin up there.
That's probably where he's holed up.
Okay, Esposito you keep digging into Leopold.
Ryan find the other witnesses.
Make sure they're safe.
Castle and I will head off to Kingston and see if we can get Heller.
Uh, we're going to a cabin in the woods in the middle of nowhere? Yeah.
So? So it's like the co-ed checking out the strange noise in the basement in a slasher pic.
It's a recipe for disaster.
It's not a slasher flick.
It's a murder investigation.
And I'm going up to that cabin.
So you coming or what? Well, I can't let you go alone.
But I need to make a stop first.
Okay, so I've got incense, palaspas, bagua mirror.
This is a veritable war chest for fighting evil spirits.
- Is that holy water? - Yeah.
Where'd you get that from? A priest blessed this for me two years ago.
And y-you just keep it around? Knew it would come in handy one day.
Now what weapon do you want? I think I'll be fine with my gun.
There's not just one tiny part of you that wonders if I might be right? - Hey, Beckett.
- Ryan? Hey, Beckett? Ryan, wh-- I think we're in a bad area.
I'm having a hard time hearing you.
Okay, then I'll make it quick.
I just finished with the last of the remaining witnesses.
None of them got a disc.
So the killer only targeted the first three witnesses.
Well, either that or he hasn't gotten around to the others yet.
Dude, you're breaking up.
Uh, uh, hang on.
Yo, check this out.
Looks like Val, Jason, and Mark Heller had something else in common.
Hey, Beckett.
We missed something.
I-it's not what we think.
There's someone else.
Beckett? Beckett.
I can't get him back.
I don't have any reception.
There's Heller's car.
He's here.
Yeah, I haven't got any bars either.
Yeah, well, we are in the middle of nowhere.
Can this get any worse? A dead serial killer has gone missing, we've both seen a cursed disc, we're at a cabin in the woods with no cell phone reception-- I don't need Wes Craven to tell me how this ends.
Well, think about it this way, Castle.
In all of those horror movies, - someone survives.
- Yeah, someone.
One of us.
And the other one is cursed with being charming and funny.
I don't think I need to tell you what kind of chances the comic relief guy has.
Mark Heller.
Mark Heller? Jeez.
Can't say I'm a fan of the decor.
Yeah, well, neither am I, but we're just here to-- Unless you leave, you're gonna die.
Mr.
Heller, I'm Detective Beckett.
NYPD.
Well, then you won't mind showing me ID.
I can't be too cautious, not with Malloy witnesses dropping like flies.
Look, we know about the disc.
We're here to take you to the precinct, where we can protect you.
You can't protect me.
He's back.
Look, Mark, if the pattern holds, you got two minutes before you know, so let's talk about this in the car.
You know, just being in the same courtroom as Malloy was enough to make a grown man wet himself.
Psycho yammering about death and rebirth and all that hoo-ha.
Okay, hoo-ha we could be talking about-- You know, neither me nor Val nor Jason wanted to testify against him or the other guy.
What do you mean, the other guy? Are you talking about Leopold? - Oh, God.
- Time's up.
It's here.
Do you think it'll matter that we still have a day left or will I be like a three birds with one stone thing? Where are your circuit breakers? - Outside by the toolshed.
- Okay.
Someone's out there.
Seriously? What's it like? Is it, uh, ghastly, pale, pissed? I can't get a good look at his face.
Do you have a back door? Yeah, yeah.
Through the kitchen.
Okay, Castle, you keep an eye on Mark.
I'm gonna head out back, double around, see if I can surprise him.
What? Wait.
We're splitting up? Yeah.
NYPD.
Hold it right there.
Why can't he just leave us alone? We suffered so much already.
The guilt nearly killed the three of us.
Why would you have guilt about getting a serial killer convicted? Because that's not the whole story.
We all have blood on our hands.
Blood? What blood? Mark, talk to me.
I need to know.
What blood is on your hands? What does it matter? He's come back for us.
We're all gonna die.
It matters because if you did something wrong, it could be the key to getting out of this alive.
Get off of me! Let me go! You? Leopold's nurse.
- Leopold.
It was you.
- No.
No.
No.
- You're the one that's killing for him.
- No, no.
You don't understand.
That's how he got to the witnesses.
He was using you.
You don't get it.
I'm not here to kill Heller.
I'm here to save him.
What are you even talking about? - That's why Leopold sent me.
- Step back.
- Okay.
Okay.
All right.
- Step back.
He knew that people would think that he was behind the murders, and then he wouldn't be able to get out of the asylum.
I love him.
I was just trying to protect him.
We knew we had to stop the murders.
It--it's not us.
I swear.
If it's not you, then who is it? I don't know, but I went to Nigel's grave just to be sure.
I dug it up.
He was gone.
No.
Evil spirits don't kill.
People do.
Before Nigel, the police arrested someone else-- David Collier.
Guy had a history of mental illness.
Me, Val, and Jason had to pick him out of a lineup.
None of us were sure, but the police, they They pressured you into saying it was Collier.
What happened to him? He couldn't take it-- the accusations, what people were saying.
He smashed a lightbulb in his cell and he used the wire to electrocute himself.
So his heart stopped.
When did he die? Mark, exactly when did he die? At midnight, third night he was in prison.
"You saw midnight third day, you die.
" This isn't about Nigel.
It's about Collier.
Mark, you gotta think.
Did he have any friends, any relatives? Yeah, he had a daughter.
Amanda.
Val's roommate's name is Amanda.
Someone's here.
Your three days are up, Mark.
The same three days of fear my father had.
Stop right there.
Right in my eyes! - The gun! - I can't see.
Where is she? This is for my father.
Castle! See? Told you this holy water would come in handy.
So according to Amanda's psych records, she suffered a mental break about a year ago.
That must be when she started fixating on revenge.
Planning to punish all those who wrongly ID'ed her dad.
You know, she must have cozied up to Val to find out where Jason and Mark were.
And she used this to knock them out.
The mug? No, the taser.
It's a modified taser.
It emits a disorienting light and amplified voltage.
Enough voltage to stop a heart.
And make the facial muscles contract.
I guess Amanda wanted the people responsible for her father's death to suffer the same way he did.
So three days of fear capped up with a dark, heart-stopping death.
Yeah, but how did she get the power to go out? She used this.
She attached it to the cabin's circuit breaker.
It emits a magnetic charge that interferes with the system.
So I guess that there is a logical explanation for everything.
Oh, I don't know.
What about Nigel? How did his body go missing from his grave? I can answer that.
Turns out he was never buried.
His body disappeared from the morgue shortly after his death.
The police didn't want to make it known, so they buried an empty coffin.
But here's the odd thing-- his body was never found.
So he could still be out there somewhere.
Okay, so here's to a job well done.
And now you can finally get rid of this bucket list of yours.
What's that look for? "Be with Kate"? That's your number one? When did you write this? What, like three years ago? I can cross that one off.
Sorry.
Still one minute till midnight.
Are you serious, Castle? Yes, I'm serious.
I'm not taking any chances.
This is one deadline I want to miss.
You know, you're right.
It would be a shame if something happened to us because there's one thing on my bucket list that I would like to accomplish.
And it involves a little trick that I do with ice.
See, now that definitely sounds worth living for.
Hey, Castle the ice is melting.
Okay, ju--I just-- in Three, two
Please.
I only have a few seconds left.
Ma'am, what's your address? We'll send help right away.
Can you tell me what's happening? Ma'am, I need to know what's going on.
Oh, my God.
Ma'am, can you hear me? The lights went out.
It's coming for me.
What's coming for you? Ma'am? Ma'am? I'm gonna die.
Ma'am are you there? Hello.
Ma'am are you there? Hello.
You hear that? That call came in at 11:59 from our vic--Val Butler.
She's an ad exec downtown.
First responders came moments later.
That door was locked and that couch was in front of it.
No sign of forced entry.
She looks like she's been scared to death, literally.
Is that based on your vast medical experience, Mr.
Castle? No, based on the fact she looks like an Edvard Munch painting.
Really freaky.
So what was the cause of death? Well, there's no external trauma, no puncture or stab wounds.
Once I get her on the slab, I'll know more about how she died and who did it.
If it was a who.
Meaning? Meaning she said "It's coming for me.
" Not "he" or "she," but "it.
" Look at what she was researching here-- "How to keep away evil," "How to ward off evil spirits," a book on urban legends.
Over by the door, horseshoes.
I've clocked two Indian wind chimes, there and there.
These are things used to ward off evil spirits, like Perlmutter.
I heard that.
What are you saying, Castle? Oh, was the boogeyman out to get her? I'm saying maybe that's what she thought-- why she said "It's coming for me," why the lights went out, why she inexplicably died, and why she looks so scared.
She was scared because she was about to be killed by an actual person.
So we should spend our time looking for that person.
Let's set up a canvass and talk to everyone in the building that might have seen or heard something.
Wh-what happened to Val? What's going on? I work nights as a research assistant at the college.
But I should've stayed home last night.
I knew something was up with her.
What do you mean? She's been weird the past couple of days.
She hadn't been eating or sleeping.
She was really paranoid, always locking the doors.
Did she say what was wrong? I asked, but she said she didn't want to talk about it.
Amanda, do you know of anyone that would've wanted to hurt her? Her ex-boyfriend.
Boyfriend's name is Freddie Baker, Quite the resume-- resisting arrest, assault and battery.
Sounds like a prince.
Yeah, Val wised up, though.
She filed a restraining order against him after they broke up.
Esposito is checking into where he was last night.
So what did we get from Val's family and friends? Just that they hadn't heard from her in the last three days.
She wasn't returning their messages.
Three days--that's how long Val's roommate said she'd been acting strangely.
Yeah, so I dug into the last 72 hours of her life.
Besides a credit card charge for a train ticket to Greenwich, there was nothing else unusual.
What was she doing in Greenwich? I'm still looking into that, but as far as abnormalities for the last few days, that was it.
Uh, no, there's more.
The wind chime, the horse shoe, the book on urban legends-- all bought online two days ago.
Almost as if Val thought some kind of evil spirit was coming for her.
Castle, what she thought was gonna happen versus what actually happened are two completely different things.
Yeah, because if Val was a victim of anything, it's her lousy taste in men.
Canvass popped.
One of her neighbors saw Freddie in the building and hour before her death.
I would never hurt Val.
I loved her.
Really? Then how do you explain this restraining order that she filed against you? Was that a love letter? A misunderstanding.
Well, we got a witness that saw you in Val's apartment last night, Freddie.
But I didn't kill her.
Yes, I went over there, but only because she begged me to.
Do you actually expect us to believe that she invited you over to her apartment after she filed a restraining order? It's true.
She said she wanted to get back together.
But when I got there, all she did was accuse me of sending her some package.
What package? I have no idea.
But when I told her I didn't send her anything, she started freaking out.
How was she freaking out? She kept saying, "It's real.
" What's real? I don't know.
She wasn't making any sense.
She kept asking me if I believed in the power of evil.
I didn't want to get in trouble for breaking the RO, so I got out of there, went to hang out with friends.
But when I left that apartment, Val was alive.
I swear.
Freddie's alibi checks out.
Friends confirm that he met them at 11:00.
They hung out at a club till dawn.
So he's not our guy.
Well, I'll just point out that Val asked him if he believed in the power of evil and then was talking about how it was "real.
" - I hate to say it-- - Then don't.
Did CSU find a package at her apartment? No, but they were looking for evidence of the murder not mail.
So maybe that's what freaked Val out.
She knew that that package was coming from her killer.
Did you find anything yet? Yes, a closet with more stilettos than yours.
Didn't think it was possible.
How about you? Any luck? Uh, yes.
Looks like the package she got contained a CD or a DVD so be on the lookout for a disc.
Disc, got ya.
Help me.
Uh, Beckett? Beckett? Can you come here? You saw midnight on the third day you die! Are you okay? Did you find something? When did you say Val got that package? Three days before she died.
That was midnight on the third day.
She died because she saw this disc.
And now I saw it, which means I'm next.
"Legend tells of a mysterious video "that can harness the forces of evil from the beyond.
"The disc is a harbinger of great misfortune, "marking its watchers and sentencing them to certain and unavoidable death.
" I saw it, just like Val did.
That's why she said "It's coming for me.
" That's how she knew when she was gonna die, why she was trying to ward off spirits-- because of the message on that disc.
How's a DVD gonna kill you? Is it gonna come at you like a ninja star, cut your head off? The actual DVD will not kill me, Esposito.
It will be the spirit inside the DVD, just like in "The Ring.
" Ooh, ooh, the one with the creepy waterlogged little girl who crawls out of the TV.
I didn't sleep for days after that movie.
Yes, exactly.
Thank you.
That movie.
It's fiction.
It's a horror story in a book about urban legends.
Yeah, I mean, because that's all it is, right? A legend.
Many legends are based in truth.
I saw the video.
At midnight in three days time, I will die.
Oh, Castle, that message wasn't for you.
It was a threat for Val.
And it wasn't made by spirits.
It was made by her murderer.
So tracing the disc to whoever sent it should lead us straight to him.
- Espo.
- Yeah.
There's a PO box on this airbill.
Could you look into it? Yeah.
And, Ryan, why don't you take a look at this disc and see-- Oh, I'm--I'm sorry, what? Et tu, bro? What did you say about the story being a legend? Um, well, uh, Jenny and I, we are trying to make a baby, so we're abiding by every superstition in the book.
Okay.
Fine.
Here, Espo.
Oh, nah.
I c-- I can't-- I can't watch that.
If I watch that, it's gonna make my partner out to be a wimp, and I can't have that.
- Thanks, bro.
- Yeah.
This is so pathetic.
Fine.
I will watch it.
Wait.
No.
What are you doing? Castle, I'm doing my job.
Someone here has to.
Okay, think of the risks.
You may not think there's anything to this, but what if you're wrong? You know, I appreciate your concern, but it's just a DVD.
You--you don't-- you can't just play it.
Let me take precautions here.
Don't want the whole precinct suffering my fate.
Okay.
Okay.
You want to hold my hand? Castle, I'm not scared.
Well, I wasn't asking for you.
Are you ready? Does it matter? Help me.
What are those sounds? Right? It gets worse.
Wait for it.
You saw midnight on the third day you die! You're right.
It is kinda creepy.
Thank you.
Because the killer made it creepy, Castle.
Maybe these images meant something to the victim, clues to the relationship between her and the killer.
Wait.
Go back.
That one--that one there.
That's the, um That's the Tibetan wheel.
Symbolizes rebirth.
Hang on.
That is the Masonic compass.
That's They felt it represented, uh, resurrection.
Your point being? Oh.
Rebirth? Resurrection? This video obviously resurrects something from the great beyond, something dangerous, something murderous.
I mean, what other explanation can there be? There are plenty of explanations, Castle, and none of them are supernatural.
In fact, I bet Perlmutter has our cause of death by now.
Those tox and autopsy reports should be done.
Ah, Detective Beckett and defective Castle.
So, Perlmutter, how was Val Butler killed? It appears she died of heart failure.
At 27? Did she have heart problems? Well, she certainly did once it stopped beating.
What made it stop? Is it possible that she was poisoned or OD'ed on drugs? Nothing showed up on her blood panels.
What about what caused her, um Well, postmortem contractions of the facial muscles are not unheard of.
You don't know what killed her.
- I wouldn't say that.
- Do you have a theory? Not at the present time.
That means you don't know.
And the only explanation is that Val faced something so scary, it stopped her heart and froze her face in the last expression she had, terror.
Admit it.
All I'll say, Mr.
Castle, is that for now, cause of death is unknown.
Unknown? Hear that? Not good.
What are you doing? Checking my bucket list to see how many things I can get done in two days.
Can either one of you introduce me to Bill Shatner? You know, finding who sent this disc should make Castle feel a whole lot better.
Yeah, but what if the worst happens and--and Castle's right? Do you think he put me in his will? Dude, uncool.
What? I'm just wondering.
I mean, Castle's death would be sad and all, but his Ferrari sure would lessen my grief.
You do realize that even putting that out in the universe is bad karma? Please.
Castle's not gonna die.
We're not dealing with an evil spirit.
We're dealing with a guy who has a return address.
Uh-huh.
Why does everybody keep asking about box 1135? Wait.
Who else has been asking about it? Some brunette chick came in here a couple days ago.
Probably Val.
What did you tell her? Nothing, bruh.
It's against company policy.
Well, I think that this trumps company policy.
So who owns the box? Ah, that's the weird thing.
The guy who owns it died, like, three months ago.
So he couldn't have sent that package unless he sent it from the great beyond.
The box was last rented by an Andrew Levine, who died of liver failure three months ago.
Somehow I don't think he's connected to this case.
So the killer covered his tracks.
He must have written a random PO box on the packaging slip.
- Or-- - No.
Ryan, there is no "or.
" I'm just saying, maybe the reason we can't trace this package's origin is because it was sent from another realm.
Ryan's right.
It was sent from another realm.
New Jersey.
I looked into the airbill number on Val's package.
Turns out it's one in a sequence of airbills all sent from the same guy-- Jason Bennett.
He lives in Hoboken.
NYPD! Hey, bro.
I just want you to know I just thought you should know that I really value our friendship.
Okay.
Thanks.
It's priceless to me.
Great.
But if we could put a price on it, what would that be? What are you talking about? I just want to know how much our friendship would be worth if you were-- Dead! We got to Bennett too late.
Yeah, uh, about two days too late.
That looks like about how long he's been dead.
He couldn't have killed Val.
And he got a package with a disc in it just like Val, four days ago.
There was a blackout here, too.
Same MO, same freaky-ass body.
The third day at midnight.
I knew I shouldn't have let you watch that disc.
Now in 48 hours we'll both be dead.
CSU just found a stack of airbills at Jason's place.
So then the killer used one of them to send the disc to Val.
Maybe we should make a copy of the DVD and send it to someone else.
That's how they saved people in "The Ring.
" Yeah, but all those people who got a copy died.
Yeah, you'd just be passing the buck off to someone else.
That's cold, bro.
Okay, does anyone have a better solution? Because we need one, if not for me, at least for Beckett.
Castle, that's so sweet.
You want me to outlive you? Of course.
Who else is gonna tell my tale of sacrifice and selflessness? Okay, we won't be telling anyone anything.
We're both gonna be fine.
How can you say that when we have not one but two dead DVD watchers? There's gotta be a better connection between our two victims than that disc.
Ryan, can you check in with Jason's family, see if anyone recognizes Val? Yeah.
On it.
Espo, why don't you cross-reference their records and see if there are any similarities between the two of them? You know, if there's gonna be pictures of us hanging up there, we should really pick 'em out now.
You know, Castle we could always use the photo that I took of you in bed the other night.
I don't know if that's how I want to be remembered.
Castle, I was joking.
There will be no photos of us on that murder board.
By tomorrow, we are gonna find a connection between our two victims that will leads us straight to a flesh-and-blood killer.
In the meantime It's getting kinda late, okay? So why don't we just call it a night? You know what? Actually we could go back to my place tonight and take some more photos.
Well, I might be convin-- Whoa.
Wait a minute.
In every horror movie I've ever seen having sex pretty much guarantees we will die.
So for the safety of us both, I say we just hold off.
Are you sure? I mean, think about it, Castle.
This could be our last time.
That's--okay What you're doing right now, this is not helping.
This-- I'm gonna remove myself from temptation.
A good night's sleep will give me some perspective.
I--this is Hello.
Wes.
Hey, it's Rick.
Jeez, Rick.
It's after midnight.
Yeah, sorry.
I just, um, I need some advice.
Is Stephen King beating you at Texas hold'em again? Yeah, right.
No, but, um, this is actually about your movies.
I mean, the name Wes Craven is synonymous with horror.
You've made a fortune scaring the crap out of people.
"My Soul To Take," all the "Nightmare On Elm Streets," terrifying.
So you called me up in the middle of the night to join my fan club, what? Ha ha.
No.
I know that you've researched evil spirits who reach out from the beyond for all your films.
Of course.
I was just wondering if you knew how to stop those pesky suckers.
Is this you making your own movie? I mean, are you writing a horror screenplay? Yes.
I just thought I'd give you a little friendly competition.
Just got a little writer's block is all.
Okay, what's the story? Um ruggedly handsome hero and his notoriously practical lady friend watch a disc that's killing its viewers within three days.
Really? You don't think that's a little derivative? Yes, but I am hoping to distinguish the ending, you know, make the third act a, um, survival tale rather than a bloodbath.
I just can't figure out how to get my heroes out of this mess.
So the key is always in the spirit's origin story.
Once you have that, you can start to figure out the spirit's weaknesses.
If it's using the disc as its portal into our world Then the disc would contain clues as to the spirit's story.
Wes, thank you.
Thank you.
Listen, buddy, it's late.
I gotta go.
Friendly competition, my ass.
You guys have gotta be kidding me.
We didn't find a single connection between our victims? No, the two were as different as night and day.
Jason was a retired ex-army doc.
Val was a young Manhattan ad exec.
Val was born in Florida.
Jason grew up in Iowa.
They didn't share any friends and they weren't family.
And none of Jason's relatives recognized Val's photo? No, and nobody from Val's family had ever seen or heard of Jason.
We're still looking through their records, but so far, nothing.
So we're at a dead end? Ah, maybe not.
After much reflection, I realized the key to solving this is figuring out the story on the DVD.
To that end, I crowdsourced one of the images to my legion of followers.
And someone recognized it? Oh, you betcha.
According to bedazzlecats39, you're looking at The Brunswick Inn in Port Campbell.
Bingo.
Val's credit card records show that she spent a few nights at The Brunswick Inn in November 2008.
And it looks like Jason crashed there, too, also in November 2008.
Okay, so both of our victims stayed at that inn at the same time.
So maybe they were having an affair.
Well, in 2008, Val would've been 24.
Jason would've been 66.
An affair would've been-- - Gross.
- I was gonna say unlikely.
It doesn't look like an affair.
They stayed in separate rooms.
Well, the victims were at the inn.
The inn was on the disc.
There's gotta be a connection.
The inn must be the place where some unspeakable horror befell the spirits.
Think about it.
"The Ring," "Psycho," "The Shining"-- It's when we get to the creepy old motel that everything starts really going south.
So this must the location of the spirit's origin story.
Or somehow Val and Jason connected with the human killer at that inn.
My version's better.
Why don't you look into The Brunswick Inn? See if there any red flags, past crimes.
Castle and I will go to Port Campbell and see what we can find.
Maybe I should stay here.
I mean, the inn is just one piece of the puzzle.
I should really check the other images on the video, see what I can figure out.
Whoa.
You're volunteering to watch that thing again? Yeah.
Not like I can get any deader.
Hello.
It doesn't look like there's anyone here.
Doesn't look like anyone's been here this century.
You're not buying into Castle's spirit craziness, are you? No.
You think I'm afraid of some old campfire story? - I'm a grown-ass man.
- Need help? Ju-just so you know, um, that was me being startled, not scared.
You run this place? in the wrong place.
We're closed for the season.
We just need to ask you a few questions.
Uh, do you recognize these people? Val Butler and Jason Bennett-- they-- They stayed here back in 2008.
Long time ago, 2008.
Seen a lot of faces come and go.
They would've been here in November.
Do you remember anything unusual from that period? You wouldn't happen to know their room numbers.
Yeah, uh, 213 and 313.
The 13s.
Those rooms, they're not normal rooms.
They're reserved for people involved in trials at the courthouse, down at 1135 Elm.
the PO box on that package.
That's gotta be it, then.
The murders have to be connected to a trial held at the courthouse in November of '08.
There was only one trial took place in November '08.
It was a terrible thing.
You remember a trial from five years ago? No one here can forget.
It was the trial of the century.
That man murdered half a dozen people.
Who are you talking about? Nigel Malloy.
The serial killer? This is all about Nigel Malloy.
It makes perfect sense.
The clock tower from the DVD it's the same clock tower from the courthouse where he was tried.
The rooftop and the alley were the scenes of his third and fourth murders.
Yeah, and Jason and Val-- both witnesses in his Okay, so somehow Nigel Malloy must be taking revenge against the people that testified against him.
Uh, yeah, there's only one problem.
Nigel Malloy is dead.
He died in prison three years ago.
Nigel Malloy--they called him "The Grim Reaper.
" His signature-- searing symbols like the ones we saw in the video into the flesh of his victims.
Turns out that Val and Jason were witnesses to the kidnapping of Malloy's first victim-- Esther Alonzo.
he abducted her from an amusement park in New Jersey.
Tortured her in his basement for days before killing her.
He had the local police running around in circles.
They even arrested the wrong guy before capturing him five bodies later.
Well, considering he died in prison, I'd say he has a pretty good alibi for our two murders.
It's gotta be someone else.
Don't be so sure.
Take a look at what Nigel Malloy said in an interview he did right before he died.
So, Mr.
Malloy, are you saying you actually believe you can't die? My victims gave me unique insight into death, into its secrets.
Even when my body perishes, my essence will continue on.
I will continue on.
You see Death is just the beginning.
That guy gives a whole new meaning to the word "psycho.
" What if he did find a way to let his spirit live on? Like the killer in those Chucky movies who transferred his spirit into that spooky doll.
Exactly, only instead of a doll, it's a DVD.
That explains the message "You saw, you die.
" The witnesses saw his crimes so they must die.
Well, then given that logic, we'd both be okay because we're not witnesses.
But you're a cop.
I'm a cop helper.
I mean, you don't think a convicted serial killer is gonna have an ax to grind with the NYPD? Castle, Nigel Malloy is not involved.
He's dead.
But someone else might be acting on his behalf.
Ryan, talk to the DA in Port Campbell.
Let's locate those other witnesses and make sure they're safe.
- Yeah.
- The court records were sealed.
How would the killer know who the witnesses were? Uh, w-wait a minute.
Umm, Nigel Malloy had a brother.
Leopold.
The DA accused him of helping dispose of the bodies.
Yes, the defense said that Nigel had an almost hypnotic hold over his brother.
He was found not guilty by reason of insanity, and they shipped him off to an asylum.
- Is he still there? - I am checking.
Ooh, wait.
This is interesting.
What? The asylum that they sent him to, it's in Greenwich.
That's where Val went the day she got the DVD.
She went to see Leopold Malloy.
Uh, yes, that young lady did stop by a few days ago.
Do you have any idea what they might have talked about or what he might have said to her? I'm afraid not, dear.
You'll have to ask Mr.
Malloy yourself.
You know, not for nothing, but what's he like? I mean On a scale of 1 to Hannibal Lecter, what are we dealing with here? I'm sorry, but doctor-patient privilege prohibits us from characterizing or describing our patients' behavior.
No, that's okay.
We understand.
Here we are.
Let's go over the rules.
Please don't hand him any objects or take anything from him.
Don't stand too close to the glass.
And if you need any help, just press the red button on the wall behind you.
Okay, now please just sign here acknowledging that you understand the rules.
I feel like I'm signing my life away.
Well, let's hope not.
Thank you.
Please have a seat.
I so rarely receive visitors.
But you have received a visitor recently.
Val Butler.
Why was she here? Oh, sweet girl.
She came to ask me if I'd sent her something.
And did you? How could I? I can't send anything to anyone.
You could've just gotten someone else to send it to her, just like you could've gotten someone else to kill her.
And why would I do such a thing? To perpetuate the myth of your brother's immortality Or to avenge his death.
I am not my brother's keeper, Detective Beckett.
I never was, and I don't share his murderous impulses.
Yet, you're still in here.
For now.
But when my appeal comes through, who knows? We could all meet on the street one day.
On that day, I might cross the street.
I'm no danger to anyone.
I never was.
So why would I jeopardize my appeal by being party to a murder? Because you knew you could get away with it.
You're locked up.
You have the perfect alibi.
I have the perfect alibi because I'm innocent.
I don't have TV or internet access.
I don't send or receive mail.
The only personal contact I have is through visitors, and Val is the last one I've had in years.
So who could I have sent to dispatch her or the other witness? Uh, well, we never actually said anything about the other witness being killed.
So how would you know anything about that? I think it's time for you to go.
I have nothing more to say.
Look, he told us everything.
That slipup proves that he's been talking with someone about those murders.
There is one other way he could've gotten that information.
He could be talking to his brother.
Castle, he was talking with someone on the outside.
He hasn't been communing with the dead.
Well, we can't be sure, and we're running out of time.
So I'm gonna scratch off number 27 on my bucket list.
You remember that, uh, blue porcelain vase you had on your dining room table? Yeah, the one that the wind blew over.
Yeah, about that.
I was playing Wii tennis in the living room-- - You broke my vase? - Vase.
- Vase is acceptable, too.
- You know what? You can stop worrying about the spirits getting to you, because I just might kill you myself.
Seriously, you want to spend our last day on earth fighting? Ryan.
Hey, we need you to subpoena records from the asylum.
See who Leopold was in contact with by phone or over e-mail.
Yeah, sure, but just so you know, there's been a development.
What do you mean? What kind of a development? Well, while looking into the Malloys, Nigel's name came up on a police report.
What kind of a report? He was, um reported missing a few days ago.
Missing? The guy has been dead for over three years.
Yeah, about that the groundskeeper at the cemetery where Nigel is buried noticed that his plot has been disturbed.
As in "dug up"? Well, not just dug up.
Nigel Malloy's body has disappeared.
It hasn't disappeared.
He's risen from the grave.
All right.
Let's hear it.
Hear what? Your explanation for this.
If there's one thing I can always count on, it's you and your logic so You want me to explain the dead serial killer's missing body? I don't know what happened here yet.
That's it? That's all you've got? But I can assure you that it has nothing to do with Nigel Malloy rising from the dead.
It's his brother.
Leopold Malloy is behind all of this.
Yo.
It doesn't look like Leopold has anything to do with this.
No, that can't be right.
Look, the guy's crazy, but he was right about one thing.
He has no phone, no e-mail, and no visitors besides Val.
There's gotta be some way of proving that Leopold's behind all this.
I can't tell you how he did it, but I can tell you who's next.
I checked into the court documents on the Malloy trial.
I noticed a pattern.
Jason was the first person to testify, and he was also the first one to die.
A day later, Val, the second person who testified, was killed.
Okay, so they're being killed in order of their testimonies.
Who's lucky number three? Uh, Mark Heller.
I talked to his girlfriend.
He received a disc three days ago.
That means he's due to die tonight at midnight.
That's in four hours.
And where's Mark Heller now? That's the problem.
He watched the video and he freaked out.
He left the house.
Nobody knows where he went.
I might.
Heller's financials show that he bought groceries at a store outside Kingston yesterday.
His family owns a cabin up there.
That's probably where he's holed up.
Okay, Esposito you keep digging into Leopold.
Ryan find the other witnesses.
Make sure they're safe.
Castle and I will head off to Kingston and see if we can get Heller.
Uh, we're going to a cabin in the woods in the middle of nowhere? Yeah.
So? So it's like the co-ed checking out the strange noise in the basement in a slasher pic.
It's a recipe for disaster.
It's not a slasher flick.
It's a murder investigation.
And I'm going up to that cabin.
So you coming or what? Well, I can't let you go alone.
But I need to make a stop first.
Okay, so I've got incense, palaspas, bagua mirror.
This is a veritable war chest for fighting evil spirits.
- Is that holy water? - Yeah.
Where'd you get that from? A priest blessed this for me two years ago.
And y-you just keep it around? Knew it would come in handy one day.
Now what weapon do you want? I think I'll be fine with my gun.
There's not just one tiny part of you that wonders if I might be right? - Hey, Beckett.
- Ryan? Hey, Beckett? Ryan, wh-- I think we're in a bad area.
I'm having a hard time hearing you.
Okay, then I'll make it quick.
I just finished with the last of the remaining witnesses.
None of them got a disc.
So the killer only targeted the first three witnesses.
Well, either that or he hasn't gotten around to the others yet.
Dude, you're breaking up.
Uh, uh, hang on.
Yo, check this out.
Looks like Val, Jason, and Mark Heller had something else in common.
Hey, Beckett.
We missed something.
I-it's not what we think.
There's someone else.
Beckett? Beckett.
I can't get him back.
I don't have any reception.
There's Heller's car.
He's here.
Yeah, I haven't got any bars either.
Yeah, well, we are in the middle of nowhere.
Can this get any worse? A dead serial killer has gone missing, we've both seen a cursed disc, we're at a cabin in the woods with no cell phone reception-- I don't need Wes Craven to tell me how this ends.
Well, think about it this way, Castle.
In all of those horror movies, - someone survives.
- Yeah, someone.
One of us.
And the other one is cursed with being charming and funny.
I don't think I need to tell you what kind of chances the comic relief guy has.
Mark Heller.
Mark Heller? Jeez.
Can't say I'm a fan of the decor.
Yeah, well, neither am I, but we're just here to-- Unless you leave, you're gonna die.
Mr.
Heller, I'm Detective Beckett.
NYPD.
Well, then you won't mind showing me ID.
I can't be too cautious, not with Malloy witnesses dropping like flies.
Look, we know about the disc.
We're here to take you to the precinct, where we can protect you.
You can't protect me.
He's back.
Look, Mark, if the pattern holds, you got two minutes before you know, so let's talk about this in the car.
You know, just being in the same courtroom as Malloy was enough to make a grown man wet himself.
Psycho yammering about death and rebirth and all that hoo-ha.
Okay, hoo-ha we could be talking about-- You know, neither me nor Val nor Jason wanted to testify against him or the other guy.
What do you mean, the other guy? Are you talking about Leopold? - Oh, God.
- Time's up.
It's here.
Do you think it'll matter that we still have a day left or will I be like a three birds with one stone thing? Where are your circuit breakers? - Outside by the toolshed.
- Okay.
Someone's out there.
Seriously? What's it like? Is it, uh, ghastly, pale, pissed? I can't get a good look at his face.
Do you have a back door? Yeah, yeah.
Through the kitchen.
Okay, Castle, you keep an eye on Mark.
I'm gonna head out back, double around, see if I can surprise him.
What? Wait.
We're splitting up? Yeah.
NYPD.
Hold it right there.
Why can't he just leave us alone? We suffered so much already.
The guilt nearly killed the three of us.
Why would you have guilt about getting a serial killer convicted? Because that's not the whole story.
We all have blood on our hands.
Blood? What blood? Mark, talk to me.
I need to know.
What blood is on your hands? What does it matter? He's come back for us.
We're all gonna die.
It matters because if you did something wrong, it could be the key to getting out of this alive.
Get off of me! Let me go! You? Leopold's nurse.
- Leopold.
It was you.
- No.
No.
No.
- You're the one that's killing for him.
- No, no.
You don't understand.
That's how he got to the witnesses.
He was using you.
You don't get it.
I'm not here to kill Heller.
I'm here to save him.
What are you even talking about? - That's why Leopold sent me.
- Step back.
- Okay.
Okay.
All right.
- Step back.
He knew that people would think that he was behind the murders, and then he wouldn't be able to get out of the asylum.
I love him.
I was just trying to protect him.
We knew we had to stop the murders.
It--it's not us.
I swear.
If it's not you, then who is it? I don't know, but I went to Nigel's grave just to be sure.
I dug it up.
He was gone.
No.
Evil spirits don't kill.
People do.
Before Nigel, the police arrested someone else-- David Collier.
Guy had a history of mental illness.
Me, Val, and Jason had to pick him out of a lineup.
None of us were sure, but the police, they They pressured you into saying it was Collier.
What happened to him? He couldn't take it-- the accusations, what people were saying.
He smashed a lightbulb in his cell and he used the wire to electrocute himself.
So his heart stopped.
When did he die? Mark, exactly when did he die? At midnight, third night he was in prison.
"You saw midnight third day, you die.
" This isn't about Nigel.
It's about Collier.
Mark, you gotta think.
Did he have any friends, any relatives? Yeah, he had a daughter.
Amanda.
Val's roommate's name is Amanda.
Someone's here.
Your three days are up, Mark.
The same three days of fear my father had.
Stop right there.
Right in my eyes! - The gun! - I can't see.
Where is she? This is for my father.
Castle! See? Told you this holy water would come in handy.
So according to Amanda's psych records, she suffered a mental break about a year ago.
That must be when she started fixating on revenge.
Planning to punish all those who wrongly ID'ed her dad.
You know, she must have cozied up to Val to find out where Jason and Mark were.
And she used this to knock them out.
The mug? No, the taser.
It's a modified taser.
It emits a disorienting light and amplified voltage.
Enough voltage to stop a heart.
And make the facial muscles contract.
I guess Amanda wanted the people responsible for her father's death to suffer the same way he did.
So three days of fear capped up with a dark, heart-stopping death.
Yeah, but how did she get the power to go out? She used this.
She attached it to the cabin's circuit breaker.
It emits a magnetic charge that interferes with the system.
So I guess that there is a logical explanation for everything.
Oh, I don't know.
What about Nigel? How did his body go missing from his grave? I can answer that.
Turns out he was never buried.
His body disappeared from the morgue shortly after his death.
The police didn't want to make it known, so they buried an empty coffin.
But here's the odd thing-- his body was never found.
So he could still be out there somewhere.
Okay, so here's to a job well done.
And now you can finally get rid of this bucket list of yours.
What's that look for? "Be with Kate"? That's your number one? When did you write this? What, like three years ago? I can cross that one off.
Sorry.
Still one minute till midnight.
Are you serious, Castle? Yes, I'm serious.
I'm not taking any chances.
This is one deadline I want to miss.
You know, you're right.
It would be a shame if something happened to us because there's one thing on my bucket list that I would like to accomplish.
And it involves a little trick that I do with ice.
See, now that definitely sounds worth living for.
Hey, Castle the ice is melting.
Okay, ju--I just-- in Three, two