"Richard, it pains me to admit it, but I am in your debt." "Yes." "Deeply." "But if you'd like to start paying rent..." "No, no, no." "I mean I owe you a debt of gratitude." "Oh." "If you had not urged me to take this audition," "I would never have gotten this part." "Now I'm off to my wardrobe fitting." " Bye." " Bye." " Bye." " Bye." "Where are you off to?" "Oh, I signed up for an escort service." "I have to meet a client." "What?" "A what?" "I just wanted to see if you were listening." "I'm going to the library to study." "Not cool." "Bye, Kate." "Oh." "Bye, bud." "A goodbye kiss?" "When did that start?" "Just now." "Yeah, no, I'm as surprised as you are." "Well, I don't know if I'm surprised." "I mean, you are pretty lovable." "Well, you raised a great person, so..." "Mm." "You say that now." "You weren't here for the beginning." "Next time, I will be." "Next time?" "Are you saying that you're thinking about..." "Yeah." "About it, about my job, about whether we're ready, if there's ever a right time." "There never is, but there's never a wrong time, either." " Except maybe now." " Really." "Okay, we'll talk about it later." "Beckett." "So, who found the body?" "Homeless guy, Ed Turner." "Said he found her in this recycling bin when he was scavenging for bottles." "We get Turner's statement?" "No, we haven't found him yet." "He called 911 from a nearby payphone, but when we got here, he was already gone." "Obviously, she's not carrying I.D." "So, uh..." "I'm guessing we don't know who she is?" "Hopefully we will in a minute." "In the meantime, I can give you a pretty good idea of how she died." "Manual strangulation." "Probably 24 to 36 hours ago." "Based on lividity, she was put in the dumpster right after she was killed." "Abrasions on her feet." "Mud spatter on her legs." "She was running." "Someone was chasing her." "And then caught her, killed her, and stuffed her in that dumpster over there." "And she's wearing a nightgown." "She couldn't have come from very far." "I'll have unis show her photo around, try to find someone who recognizes her." "Canvass... see if there are any witnesses who might have seen what happened." "Okay." "Lanie, are you okay?" "Yeah." "It's just something about her..." "something familiar." "What, like you know her?" "No, I definitely don't know her." "If she's in the system, we can find out who she is." "Susan Watts..." "born in Vestal, New York." "High-school dropout." "Multiple arrests... check kiting, petty larceny, bust for possession." "The last one got her sent to Albion, but she was released six months ago." "Anything since then?" "No, that was her last-known contact with law enforcement." "What about known associates?" "Maybe she was hanging out with someone" " that knows who killed her." " No associates listed, but I do have Susan Watts' address." " Can I help you?" " Detective Beckett, NYPD." "I need to ask you a few questions about Susan Watts." "Why?" "Did something happen?" "I quit smoking seven years ago, and I really want a cigarette right now." "Katrina, when was the last time you saw Susan or talked to her?" "Maybe three months ago, about the time she moved out." "She moved out?" "Where'd she go?" "I don't know." "She didn't stay here long." "Less than six months." "Did she have any friends, boyfriends, people that she partied with?" "Susan wasn't like that." "Not anymore." "I posted an ad looking for a roommate, and she answered." "She was up front that she used to be an addict, been in prison." "But she swore she was done with all that." "She actually turned out to be the dream roommate." "Go figure." "And why did she move out?" "She got some great new job." " What kind of job?" " I'm not sure, but all of a sudden, she could afford great clothes and a way nicer place, so off she went." "I was happy for her." "Seemed like she had really turned her life around." "What else can you tell me about this new job?" "Who did she work for?" "She never told me." "She was actually kind of secretive about it." "So, the canvass is coming up empty." "There's no sign of ed Turner, dude who called 911." "No witnesses, and no one who knows Susan Watts, which is weird, because why would she be running down that alley in her jams if she didn't live in the neighborhood?" "You know what else is weird?" "I can't find anything on this job that she had." "No w-2s or 1099s?" "Or social security withholding, so she must've been paid in cash." "So maybe her job was illegal, and that might be part of the reason she was killed." "The only reference I found regarding employment was a place called Newstart Horizons." "Sounds like a diet plan." "You would think so, uh, but it's a job-placement organization for women who've been incarcerated based right here in the city." "Susan met with them when they visited the prison." "So maybe they placed her in that job, and they might know where she moved to." "I'll loop Beckett in on Newstart Horizons." "Hey." "Hey." "So, what's up?" "Well, for one thing," "I found this in the victim's hair." "Feather." "Probably from bedding or a down pillow or something." "So maybe she was in bed and got chased out of her house." "Killer could've been somebody she knew, maybe a boyfriend." "What's the story with this woman?" "Why do you ask?" "Is it something like this?" "She was in trouble with the law, then she gets her act together, finds a great job, but damned if you can figure out what that job is." "How do you know that?" "Do you remember Pam Hodges?" "Yeah." "How could I forget her?" "She looked just like you." "That's how she was made to look." "Pam Hodges had the same story, except she was a hooker in Tampa." "Out of nowhere, she gets herself straightened out, gets a great job, then gets killed... strangled." "Yeah, but not in the same way." "Pam was strangled with wire by Carl Matthews, but we put him away." "So, what does Pam Hodges have to do with Susan Watts?" "I think they're connected." "Excuse me." "Hi, I'm Detective Beckett, NYPD." "I need to speak with someone about one of your clients, Susan Watts." "Let me contact the director." "Okay." "Uh..." "Excuse me." "Lanie, hey, what do you got?" "I'm here with Javi, and I think I know why Susan Watts looked familiar." "She had cosmetic surgery on her face." "Way less extreme, but a lot like what Pam Hodges had done." "Pam Hodges?" "It's the same cheek implants, the same technique." "Kate, I think Susan Watts' surgery was performed by the same doctor." "Dr. Kelly Nieman?" "Please, let me offer you a pen." "No." "Thank you." "We're just here to ask you a few questions." "Oh, can I just say, you have an amazing face, detective." "I can't prove it, but my gut says this is Nieman's work." "She was in on the murders of Pam Hodges and Daniel Santos, and you could never nail her for it." "Maybe this time you can." "Kate, are you still there?" "Lanie, uh, it's not just your gut." "Kelly Nieman is a part of this, and I'm looking right at her." "S07E14 Resurrection" "Wait..." "Kelly Nieman is mixed up in this?" " I thought she left the country." " She's back." "Though the director at Newstart Horizons claims that Dr. Nieman never met Susan Watts." "Only now Susan is dead, and Kelly Nieman is a major donor of Newstart Horizons." "Yeah, it can't be a coincidence." "What can I do?" "Just stay close to the phone." "I'll be in touch." "Kate, how sure are you that Kelly Nieman is connected with the Susan Watts case?" "A lot of things point to her, sir." "As it did with Pam Hodges and Daniel Santos, but no actual proof." "At the time, you felt that 3XK might have played a part in those murders." "Do you think he played a part in this one, too?" "I don't have any evidence of it yet, sir, and we haven't found any actual proof that Jerry Tyson is still alive." "It's possible that Kelly Nieman is a serial killer in her own right." "She's as shrewd and high functioning of a sociopath as he ever was." "If Dr. Nieman is involved in this murder, how can I make sure that she doesn't slip through our fingers again?" "You could bring Castle in to consult on this case." "No, detective." "Sir, he knows the Nieman case inside and out." "He could be a huge asset." "Well, I am inclined to agree with you, but..." "Mr. Castle... works on this case only." "Thank you, sir." "Don't thank me yet." "Still have to get the D.A. on board." "Excuse me, captain." "We looked into Kelly Nieman." "She has a surgical clinic in Costa Rica, but she also began seeing patients right here in this city six months ago through a cosmetic surgery group." "Where?" "St. Simon's hospital, eighth floor." "Pam Hodges was murdered, and so was Daniel Santos, and the only person that they have in common is you." "What possible motive would I have for killing anyone?" "She volunteered as a prison doctor." "Not only that, she treated Jerry Tyson." "She's got to be Tyson's girlfriend." "He taught her everything he knew." "We got here too late." "Nieman cleared out." "She's gone." "You think you've got this all figured out, but you don't." "We meet again." "Like the song says." "Kate Beckett." "Mm." "Such lovely features." "What skilled hands could do with you." "I'm not interested in a consultation." "Neither am I." "You do know your little theory that I played a role in those deaths damaged my practice, my reputation." "But I can truly say that's all in the past now and I bear you no malice." "Well, that's a relief." "What can you tell me about Susan Watts?" "I'm not familiar with that name." "She was a client at Newstart Horizons." "Many women are." "So you never met her there?" "I donate to Newstart Horizons, detective, but it's not where I spend my time, and I don't know Susan Watts." "Does this refresh your memory?" "She got a job that apparently doesn't exist." "She also had cosmetic surgery performed by you." "You must be mistaken." "I never forget a face, especially if I cut it." "So I suppose you won't mind if I take a look at your patient records just to be sure." "Of course not." "I just need to see a court order signed by a judge." "I'll get one." "Not based on casual suspicions, which is all you seem to have." "I'll be back." "A parting gift?" "A facial-rejuvenation kit." "My own product line." "No." "Thank you." "You sure?" "You look a bit fatigued." "What's up, Beckett?" "Kelly Nieman just denied knowing Susan Watts," " and I need proof that she's lying." " Well, I haven't found any yet." "But so far, nobody at Newstart Horizons remembers seeing them together, and there's no forensic evidence that ties Nieman to the murder." "Put a surveillance detail on her, and pull security video from St. Simon's hospital." "Maybe Susan visited Nieman here or came in for an appointment." "I'll get right on it, but you're talking about weeks of footage to comb through, and that's even if St. Simon's lets us have it." "But I do have some good news for you." "What?" "The D.A. signed off on Castle working this case with us." "He'll be here ready to jump in by the time you get back." "Do you really think Nieman's behind Susan Watts' murder?" "Couldn't tell." "She's got ice water in her veins." "Although I'll bet Kelly Nieman wasn't in the alleyway doing the dirty work." "Last time, she had an accomplice, a proxy... someone who did the killing for her." "So, who's the proxy this time?" "Hey, guys." "We got something." "The hospital won't share security footage without a court order." "But I was able to locate a street cam with a view of the hospital entrance." "So, we started rolling through it, and in no time, we ran across this." "She's carrying a Kelly Nieman gift bag." "Well, that's her." "That's definitely Susan Watts." "Except there's a timeline problem." "This footage is from yesterday afternoon." "After Susan Watts was already dead, so this can't be her." " That's not Susan Watts?" " Mnh-mnh." "All right, then either by some insane coincidence," "Kelly Nieman has another patient who looks exactly like Susan Watts..." "Or Nieman surgically changed that woman to look like Susan Watts for some reason." "Either way, we've got to figure out where this woman is." "Oh, my God." "Look who's driving." "It's 3XK." "Jerry Tyson." "He's alive." "Listen up, people." "This woman is in grave danger." "She left St. Simon's hospital yesterday, and we urgently need to find her." "She is a patient of Dr. Kelly Nieman." "Nieman is not cooperating, so canvass the hospital." "Someone there has to know who she is." "And work this vehicle." "We find the truck, we find the woman along with the man she took a ride with." "That man is Jerry Tyson, also known as 3XK." "And I am sure that no one here is more familiar with him than Castle." "A...dubious distinction." "3XK, the triple killer." "So named because he kills his victims in groups of three... blondes like his latest victim, Susan Watts." "The original 3XK killings were unsolved and stopped soon after they started." "But then four years ago, another victim showed up." "The triple killer is back." "The man that we're looking for is Marcus Gates." "NYPD!" "Now, we couldn't prove that Marcus Gates was 3XK." "But his cellmate, Jerry Tyson, agreed to help us put Gates away in exchange for an early release." "That turned out to be not such a good deal." "It's not Marcus Gates." "It was him all along." "He's the real triple killer." "By the time we realized that Jerry Tyson was 3XK, it was too late." "We got close again when Tyson used the gun he stole from Detective Ryan in a homicide, then he dropped out of sight." "But not for long." "Richard Castle, you're under arrest for the murder of Tessa Horton." "You did this." "Y-you killed Tessa." "You killed Tessa." "You will not last the night." "He's not dead." "You shot him." "He's dead." "It's over." "For now." "I wish I could say my doubts were unfounded." "Why would someone kill clones of Esposito and Lanie?" "Kelly Nieman is playing a much deeper game." "Where are the 3XK files?" "I didn't check out any files." "It's not just Tyson's files that are gone." "Lab work, DNA, tissue samples of every 3XK victim were checked out by Lanie." "Only not the real Lanie." "Now, at the time, we weren't certain that Tyson was behind it all." "We didn't even know if he was alive, but we do now." "But we might have gotten lucky." "It looks like Susan Watts escaped from Tyson, forcing him to kill her in the alley and leave her body there, which means he got careless, he made mistakes." "Let's press our advantage and find this woman before she becomes his next victim." "You look well, Mr. Castle." "Though your palpebral folds could use some tending." "I thought you stopped working on cases." "For you, I made an exception." "Please know I'm here as a courtesy." "I'm sure you are." "Um, who is this woman?" "And don't say you don't know her." "She is carrying your swag bag." "That doesn't prove she's a patient." "Are you saying she's not a patient?" "I'm saying I can't answer that." "I'd be breaking confidentiality." "Which you would be free to do, even obliged to do, especially if a patient's life is in danger." "She took a ride with Jerry Tyson." "It doesn't get more dangerous than that." "Except Jerry Tyson is dead." "Therefore, that can't be him." "Really?" "Then who is he, and where do we find him?" "I really couldn't say." "I know why you're here." "To see what we have." "What you have is irrelevant to me." "I'm innocent of any wrongdoing." "If you're innocent, then why won't you give us this woman's name?" "Especially when not giving it makes you look guilty." "Any judge we take this to will see this man is Jerry Tyson." "We will be granted a court order for that patient's name." "So you can give it to me now, or I'll see you in an hour in your hospital with a dozen police officers." "Your choice." "Her name is Amy Barrett." "Run that name." "Go." "So you admit that Amy Barrett is a patient of yours." "Where does she live?" "I'll have my office send her contact information." "Why did she want surgery?" "She wanted to enhance her appearance." "And it's just an amazing coincidence she ended up looking exactly like Susan Watts?" "As I've said before, I don't know who that is." "And yet they look identical." "Whatever you're up to, whatever Tyson is up to, we will stop it." "Jerry Tyson is dead." "And I have a surgery scheduled." "Contact info that Kelly Nieman's office sent us was out of date." "Amy moved out of her place two months ago." "Still trying to figure out where." "Just like Susan Watts." "That's not all she had in common." "Amy Barrett grew up in Arizona." "Ran away at 16." "She drifted around." "Multiple arrests." "She have any connection to Newstart Horizons?" "Not that I can tell." "Nieman's creating his victims." "What do you mean?" "For Jerry Tyson." "They're like clones." "They're blond and pretty, just the way Tyson likes them." "Nieman finds these poor women, lost souls that no one is gonna miss, and she remakes them." "She grooms them for 3XK." "Yo." "We got the truck." "Tory picked it up on another street cam." "Got a license plate." "Vehicle belongs to a guy named Michael Boudreau." "We got an address?" "Yeah, four blocks from where Susan Watts was found." "Let's go." "This is definitely the place." "How do you think Michael Boudreau figures in?" "He may be Tyson's accomplice." "Michael Boudreau, NYPD!" "Open the door!" "Freeze!" "NYPD!" "Let me see your hands!" "Step away from the window." "Turn around." "Jerry Tyson, you are under arrest." "What I wouldn't give to be in that box with Jerry Tyson." "Well, we arrested him." "He's going away." "I'm good with that." "Yeah, but he didn't take your gun and get someone killed with it." "Yeah." "Ryan." "Did you find any sign of Amy Barrett?" "Not yet, but CSU's pulling prints to see if she was here." "They're also checking bedding and pillows to see if it matches that feather that Lanie found in Susan Watts' hair." "Well, what's the story on Michael Boudreau?" "Well, based on his pay stubs and some other stuff, he came from Iowa six months ago." "Works in construction." " Well, where is he now?" " We don't know." "We also don't know his connection to Jerry Tyson, either." "All right, uh, keep me posted." "Yes, sir." "Yo, Ryan." "Check it out." "Found this under the bed." "Look at the photo." "Amy Barrett." "Because it's her phone." "She was here." "Question is, where is she now and what did Tyson do to her?" "I never thought this day would come." "Not only can we prove Jerry Tyson is alive, but we have him in custody." "What we don't have is a smoking gun." "There's no evidence at the apartment?" "Nothing to indicate foul play, and we can't charge him for his past crimes, not with his records missing." "We have him at the motel." "He attacked Ryan." "He tied me up at gunpoint." "Kidnapping, the aggravated assault of a police officer, and use of a gun during a felony." "That will work." "So we got him." "That'll buy us enough time to tie him to Amy Barrett," "Susan Watts, build a real case." "We figured out how he might have crossed paths with Amy." "Before she came to New York, she was being treated for substance abuse at a nonprofit clinic in Ohio." "Don't tell me..." "Kelly Nieman's a donor." "To that organization and dozens of others just like it across the country." "She and Tyson are in this together." "Partners." "A serial-killer team." "She must have recruited these women, promised them a great job, a new look, and a bright future." "Yeah, a future that ended with Jerry Tyson." "For all we know, she and Tyson have been doing this for months, years." "He probably got smart, disposed of the bodies where we'd never find them." "Until Susan Watts got away." "We're gonna bring him down." "Nieman, too." "Has he said anything yet?" "Not yet." "But he's about to." "Should really soak up the ambiance." "This is the nicest room you're gonna be seeing for quite a while." "If you say so." "You were at the apartment." "First time I saw a cop who was a woman of your hotness." "The first time?" "You don't know me?" "N-no." "I don't know either one of you." "Okay, fine, if you want to play that game." "This is Richard Castle." "I'm Detective Beckett." "How do you do, ma'am?" "Um..." "I got to be honest, this is a big misunderstanding." "Then why did you try to run?" "Oh, I don't know." "I'm sorry." "I panicked, I guess." "Honestly, I haven't always been on the right side of the law." "You don't say?" "Tell us about Amy Barrett." "Oh, sweet girl." "What was Amy doing at the apartment?" "She stays there with me." "What is she, your girlfriend?" "I don't want to put a label on what we have." "Where is she now?" "Uh, I don't know." "It's not like I keep tabs on her." "What about Susan Watts?" "Is she your girlfriend, too?" "No." "I-I don't know her." "Where's Michael Boudreau?" "What do you mean?" "Why were you at his apartment, driving his truck?" "Come on." "Man, I'm Michael Boudreau." "You're Michael Boudreau?" "Yeah." "What?" "Yeah." "Who..." "who else would I be?" "Jerry Tyson." "Oh." "Y..." "I-I get that from time to time." "Yeah, well, that's not surprising, considering you look exactly like Tyson and nothing like this photo of Michael Boudreau." "So, why don't you explain that?" "Truth is I got a little work done." "You can still see a teeny scar here." "And here." " You got cosmetic surgery..." " Yeah." "To look like a serial killer?" "I never liked how I looked, and so I met this great surgeon, and she just gave me a new face." "The funny thing is, I've never felt more like myself since I started looking like him." "It's weird, right?" "Was the surgeon Kelly Nieman?" "Yes." "Man, she is the best." "She even did a little touch-up on Amy." "You know, the problem is, how are you gonna prove that you are Michael Boudreau?" "How do you prove I'm not?" "Detective." "An unexpected development." "We only have one hard copy of Tyson's fingerprints." "Yeah, from the prison records..." " the ones I had them send here." " Right." "But those prints don't match the prints of the man we have in custody." "That's impossible." "Uh, when you ran the prints, whose name came up?" "Michael Boudreau." "We checked and rechecked." "There's no mistake." "I know how he did it." "Tyson killed Boudreau, took his identity." "Kelly Nieman grafted Boudreau's fingertips onto Tyson's hands." "The scars would've shown up on his fingerprint card." "Kelly Nieman's good enough not to leave scars." "Theories don't help us, Mr. Castle." "The D.A. just called." "They heard from Boudreau's lawyer, who says that we're keeping his client under false pretenses." "That's a lie, sir." "That man is Jerry Tyson." "Then how do we prove it?" "Not with Tyson's DNA sample." "That's missing." "And as far as the D.A. is concerned," "Tyson died when he went off the bridge." "This is why Tyson had his case files and all his records taken... for a clean slate so he can kill and get away with it." "Are you saying that we have to release that man, sir?" "Unless we can show that he's Tyson or connect him to the murder, I'm afraid we have to." " You have to be kidding me." " I wish I was." "Tyson's getting moved to holding, but his next move might be outside of this precinct." "Unless we can tie him to a crime or prove that he's Tyson." "After all this guy's done, there's got to be something we can do." "Check the GPS on his truck." "Let's find out where he's been, and pull all the phone records from the apartment." "We got to find something, anything that'll connect him to Susan Watts' murder or Amy Barrett's disappearance." "How much time do we have before we have to cut him loose?" "Gates is trying to stall the D.A., so we got an hour, maybe two." "Here we are not being able to prove that Tyson is Tyson because we don't have his DNA sample that he stole." "Unless this guy is Mike Boudreau." "Could explain the fingerprints, all he's been saying." "Which would mean what?" "That Tyson is actually dead and Kelly Nieman cut Boudreau to look like Tyson?" "No." "This guy is Jerry Tyson." "I want to talk to him, rattle him, get him to reveal himself." "I'm with Castle." "I don't think that man is Michael Boudreau." "Based on what?" "Once we I.D.'d Boudreau and Amy Barrett," "I started monitoring their credit-card activity." "Boudreau's card was just used to make a purchase at Cafe Julius in midtown." "Finding the real Michael Boudreau might give us just the break we need." "Kind of a role reversal, isn't it?" " Not sure what you mean." " Oh, sure you do." "Wasn't so long ago you were in here visiting me." "You got me confused for Tyson again." "You were dressed in a police uniform, and I was in there where you are now." "People think it's killing that I like, but murder's just an act." "It's all about the anticipation, the planning, being inside your life, knowing that I'm gonna take it all away from you." "That's what I like." "What a feeling that must've been... that kind of power over someone." "How does it feel now, Jerry?" "Look, I get it..." "you think I'm Jerry Tyson, and I guess I brought that on myself." "But you are jaw jacking with the wrong guy, okay?" "I'm Mike Boudreau." "Why the blondes?" "Amy Barrett, Susan Watts." "I-I like blondes, but like I said," "I don't..." "I don't know who this Susan Watts is." "See, I'm betting the reason goes back to what I said at the motel." "You really don't know me at all, do you?" "You were raised by a single mother." "She was blond." "She was beautiful, but..." "She never wanted you." "You go into foster care, the bad kind." "You have so much hate." "So much hate towards your mother for abandoning you that you kill these women to get back at her." "Was I right?" "Is this all about mommy?" "It I about your mother." "This is all about your mother." "Sorry, Ryan, I got caught in traffic." "Boudreau is probably long gone by now." "Not necessarily." "He ordered a Cobb salad at Cafe Julius." "So he may be in there eating." "Okay." "I'll check." "I'll call you back." "Wait, Amy Barrett!" "Wait... wait, I need to talk to you." "Who are you?" "I'm Detective Beckett." " Leave me alone." " No!" "Wait." "We've been looking for you." "Yeah." "Mike's lawyer told me you'd show up." "He said not to talk to you." "Did you just use his credit card?" "Mike gave me permission." "The man that you know as Michael Boudreau is Jerry Tyson." "He is a serial killer, and you will be his next victim." "Back off." "That's my card, Amy!" "Call me!" "Stay the hell away!" " Hey." " I got it." "I know how we can nail Tyson." "The key is his mother." "What about his mom?" "Tyson's birth certificate is missing." "No surprise there." "But his mother signed the papers when she dumped him into foster care." "We compare her DNA to his, we can prove he's Jerry Tyson." "And she's still alive?" "And living in white plains." "Her name is Gretchen Cutler." "Gretchen Cutler?" "Who wants to know?" "Detective Beckett, NYPD." "This is Mr. Castle." "We need to ask you a few questions about your son." "I don't have a son." "We're talking about Jerry Tyson." "I know who you're talking about." "He hasn't lived here since he was 9." "When he was put into foster care." "I was a good mother." "Nothing I ever did could've made him what he was." "The stuff they said was not true." "Actually, we believe that he was unjustly accused of several crimes." "Yeah, and we are just looking to clear his name." "It's a little late for that now." "It might help you rest easy knowing that some of what was said about Jerry is untrue." "All we would need is a sample of your DNA." "That won't do you no good." "Jerry wasn't my blood." "You're listed as his mother." "Not by choice." "He was Jeff's kid." "He was a boyfriend at the time." "Jeff took off and he never came back, so what was I gonna do?" "I tried to make this a happy home for Jerry." "I looked after him as long as I could, but he was a hellion." "He was born that way." "Nothing I ever did could've made him what he was." "Well, do you know where Jeff is now or Jerry's biological mother?" "Oh, dead, both of them." "Do you still have any of his things, like a toothbrush or hairbrush?" "Nothing like that." "Jerry came by years ago, and he made me hand over everything that was ever his." "And you didn't keep any of his belongings?" "Nothing at all?" "Well, I couldn't let it all go." "I tucked away a few keepsakes." "Mind if I take a look?" "His mom sounds like a real saint." "Yeah, agreed." "Only people who keep insisting they're not terrible parents are terrible parents." "These are all just toys." "Yeah, I don't think we can pull DNA from any of this." "No, but I mean, these were Jerry Tyson's toys." "They're just so normal." "What did you expect?" "Dead animals, shrunken heads?" "No." "Castle." "Baby tooth." "His tooth." "With his DNA." "We got him." "The lab is expediting DNA tests from the tooth." "They'll call you as soon as they have prelim results." "Then what are they using as a comparative sample?" "Saliva from a beer that Tyson was drinking when we busted him at the apartment." "Then Tyson has no idea that we're running his DNA?" "Mnh-mnh." "Oh, that's excellent, Kate." "Sir, where are we on the D.A.?" "I convinced him to stall Tyson's lawyer until the results came in, and I'll let you know when I hear something." "Dr. Nieman." "Detective Beckett." "I told you the man in the photo wasn't Jerry Tyson." "What are you doing here?" " Waiting for Mike Boudreau." " Interesting." "And what is your relationship with him?" "He's a patient in need of support." "Wow, you really go the extra mile." "How soon till Mike is released?" "Not as soon as you were hoping." "Tyson's lawyers insisted we move him from the holding cell." "Kelly Nieman is here." "She's waiting for him to be released." "I look forward to her profound disappointment." "You know, I remember back at the motel when I saw him turn." "When I knew who he was, and he knew I knew." "It all came to me a second too late." "I've relived that moment so many times knowing that... my mistake set him free and cost people lives." "You were almost one of those people." "And now I have a chance to help put the genie back in the bottle, which is a terrible metaphor because that guy is no genie." "Who'd want three wishes from him, right?" "Beckett." "Hey, it's Amy." "Amy Barrett." "Amy!" "A-are you okay?" "I saw her." "I saw her on the news." "Who?" "W-who did you see?" "The girl that died..." "That looked like me." "Susan Watts?" "Amy, did you know her?" "Do you... do you know anything about her?" "Is that why you arrested Mike?" "'Cause you think he could've..." "Amy, did he ever say anything about her?" "Did he ever mention her name?" "No." "But I saw them together." " When?" " Three days ago." "Mike was driving the truck." "She was with him." "I thought he was cheating on me, but now..." "I'm afraid." "And you have every reason to be." "But, Amy, I can protect you." "Where are you now?" "Corner of 9th ave and Jane street." "Don't move." "I'll be there, okay?" "Okay." " I'll go with you." " No, Castle." "I don't want to scare her off." "She's the only person that might be able to connect Susan Watts' murder to Tyson." "Man, she's got some brass ones, doesn't she, showing up here." "Sit down, bro." "Pacing's not gonna make the results come any quicker." "I've been reading how DNA results degrade over time." "What if they can't pull any from that tooth?" "They can pull DNA from a caveman tooth." "It's not gonna be a problem." "Still... the waiting is killing me." "Hey." "What brings you here?" "Oh, I just, uh, thought you might like some company." "Sure, why not?" "Pull up a chair." "What are we waiting for?" "I don't know." "Probably just paperwork." "Ah." "You ever go out to White Plains?" "Can't say that I do." "I was, um, I was just out there." "I saw your childhood home." "I met Gretchen Cutler." "I'm not familiar with that name." "You know what she said?" "She said nothing she ever did could've turned you into what you are." "Is that true?" "'Cause I get the feeling it isn't." "I get the feeling she's the first person you ever wanted to kill." "But... that would be... too obvious." "Better to hunt blond women who look like Gretchen once did." "See, that way, she'd have to see their faces on the news and know that you're out there killing them because of her." "Now you've taken it to the next level, though, haven't you?" "I, uh... came across this photo of Gretchen Cutler when she was young." "Susan Watts and Amy Barrett... look just like her." "Thanks to Kelly Nieman." "She supplied you with perfect, compliant victims." "How many were there?" "Not just 2." "5?" "10?" "20?" "After all, you don't have to hunt them anymore." "You raised them... like livestock." "It's you." "Yes, it is." "If by "you," you mean Mike Boudreau." "This is it, bro." "Mr. Boudreau." "Yes, ma'am." "How is it possible?" "The DNA from the tooth wasn't a match." "It's him." "We know it's him." "Ed Turner." "What about him?" "The guy who supposedly found Susan Watts' body." ""Ed Turner."" "That name..." "it's an anagram for "returned."" "Maybe that's a coincidence." "No, it's not." "There's no coincidence with Tyson." "He's always one step ahead." "He wanted to be here." "So did she." "Why?" "Beckett." "Beckett." "It keeps going to voice-mail." "you've reached the voice-mail of Detective Kate Beckett." "Yes." "It's done."