[CSHSC] 2x14 The third man

 El caso: Después del regustillo amargo del anterior caso, volvemos a uno entretenido: Una simpática familia llega de sus vacaciones para encontrarse la casa con evidentes signos de haber estado ocupada y con un fiambre en la cama de la pequeña de la familia. Algo así como el cuento de la ricitos de oro en versión asesinato.

Trama secundaria: En la lista top 10 de este año del New York Ledger de solteros más deseados está nuestro Castle, en la posición 9. Uhh el año anterior fue el séptimo... y dicen que podría estar liado con Beckett... huy terreno peligroso. A diferencia de la amigas de Alexis, Beckett sí que lee el periódico. Es una de las víctimas las que suelta que Castle está en el periódico. Al final tanta historia con el Ledger les llevará a ver quién hacía las entregas porque eso les relaciona con saber si las casas estaban o no ocupadas. Para hacerle la puñeta a Castle y su soltera número 3, Beckett necesita una cita y gracias a los contactos de Lanie se agencia de un bombero, míster Julio ni más ni menos. Beckett le pica sobre un buen restaurante al que irá con su cita y... ¡Hala, todos a cenar al mismo restaurante!

¡Jajajajaja la subdirectora del instituto de Alexis la ha llamado al despacho para darle su número de teléfono para que a su vez se lo dé a Castle! ¡También está la profe de alemán! (Molly, buen alemán xD)

Miscelánea:

-Otros de los solteros más deseados es el credor de la serie, Marlowe y algún que otro guionista.

-Entre los solteros de oro se pasan los teléfonos para quedar para una cita, tiene su lógica. 

-Castle diciendo: número tres y Nueva York en español. Buena pronunciación. Se me hace curioso como los guionistas van metiendo cosas sueltas en español. Queda cool o es que es una moda?

-A Castle le apasionan los apartamentos antiguos.

-Genial en general toda la escena del restaurante.Cada uno a su bola y sus citas se quedan de lo más colgadas. Brad le pide sexo a Beckett y está ni se inmuta de lo metida que está en el caso.

-En Tormenta Inminente Castle hizo que Derrick Storm subiera por un montaplatos para burlar al asesino checo y salvar a la hija del embajador suizo. Suena a culebrón, pero suena divertido.
-Castle se quemó las cejas al intentar hacer pavo para Alexis.

Martha: Huh. Ranked number nine. Weren't you number seven last year?

Castle: Yes, and thank you for pointing out my shortcomings once again, Mother.

Martha: That's my job.

Alexis: Luckily, all my friends are beyond print media.

Castle: What about this is embarrassing?

Alexis: Nothing. It's the secret dream of every 16-year-old to have their father crowned one of the most available hotties of the year.

Martha: Well, according to this, your father may not be on the market. You didn't read the blurb here? "Though claiming to be single, Richard Castle is rumored to be romantically involved with NYPD Detective Kate Beckett."

Castle: What?

Martha: "The inspiration for Nikki Heat, the heroine of his latest best-selling novel. Bachelor number nine may not be eligible for next year's list."

Alexis: Detective Beckett is not going to love this.

Castle: Well, maybe she'll just laugh it off.

Martha: How is it, for a man who is surrounded by women, that you know so little about us?

Castle: Speak of the devil. Okay, either Beckett's calling because there's a dead body, or because she read the article.

Martha: Pray for murder.

Castle:  Good morning. Dead body, I'm good.

Castle: What kind of psychopath takes pictures of himself and his murder weapons? 

Castle: So, he makes repairs, leaves hostess gift. He's the Gentleman Squatter.

Beckett: Who killed a man, so don't make him out to be the houseguest of the year. Thank you for coming in Ms. Langford.

Michelle: By the way, that photo in the paper did you no justice. You're much better looking in person.

Beckett: There's a picture of you in the paper?

Michelle: So, are you the detective girlfriend?

Beckett: I'm sorry, the what?

Michelle: He is such a catch. 

Beckett: Don't. Show me. Now. Romantically involved?

Castle: Rumored to be.

Beckett: What did you tell them?

Castle: Nothing! Why would I do that? Do you have any idea what this does to my reputation?

Beckett: Your reputation? What about my reputation?

Castle: I sometimes forget I'm not actually a cop.

Beckett: I don't. 

Beckett: I can just see the headlines now, "Nine meets Three at dinner for two."

Beckett: I have no life.

Lainie: No, Mr. Bishop has no life. That's why he's on my table.

Beckett: I need a date.

Lanie: What?

Beckett: A date, a guy, a man. You're always trying to set me up with people, so here I am. I'm game. What do you got?

Lanie: Okay, what's gotten into you?

Beckett: I get so wrapped up in work. All I want to do is go home where it's quiet. And I'm so tired of quiet, I want loud.

Lanie: Okay. I have the perfect prescription for you.

Beckett: A bradekker?

Lanie  No, no, baby. That's Brad Dekker. That firefighter I wanted to set you up with.

Beckett: Is he cute?

Lanie: He was Mr. July in last year's New York Firefighter's calendar.

Beckett: July, huh? They always put the really hot ones in the summer months.

Lanie: Exactly.

Esposito: Yeah, met him once. Good guy. Fireman. Was in the FDNY calendar. Chiseled good looks, rock hard abs. Oh, and get this, once during a fire, after saving the parents and the kids, he went back in for the puppies.

Castle: Did she just flip her hair?

Esposito: I'm tellin ya, puppies man. puppies. Gets them every time.

   

Beckett: You're such a metrosexual.

Castle: Yeah, well, better than being a pin-up boy.

Beckett: So you heard? And it's man, Castle. Pin-up man.

Castle: Yes, well, have fun with your hose-jockey whilst I go out with Nueva York's most eligible bachelorette number three.

Beckett: I guess that mean she must be slumming it. Her being number three and you being a lowly number nine.

Castle: What number were you again?

Beckett: What are you doing here? You knew that I was coming here.
Castle: I knew you wanted to come here. I didn't think you could get a table last-minute.
Beckett: You got a table last-minute.
Castle: Yeah, I've got connections.
Beckett: So do I. City health inspector.
Castle: Wow. Nice abuse of power.

Ryan: Do they know they are finishing each others sentences?

Esposito: Why do you care about some motherfreakin' snakes on a motherfreakin' plane?
Castle: Because as a murder mystery novelist, I am highly paid to think like a bad guy.