“Tell me you need me.” Did anyone else see the mix of anxiety and puppy love in Beckett’s eyes when she heard Castle say those words to her? Good job on Katic’s part for using one eye to swoon over her true love, while using the other to show the fear of possibly having to return the sentiment, out loud. But, as usual, that didn’t happen.
This episode ran hot and cold for me. Sure, there were good points, but there were a few lackluster points, too. Morse code? Come on and puhleeze… How many of you out there know Morse code, other than to tap out SOS? And to send the signal through thick, tinted glass using a shiny bracelet? It would have been just as realistic to have Lanie read Castle’s thoughts using her telepathic and voodooish crime-solving mind. Hey, speaking of Lanie…she didn’t appear in this episode, and the show once again flowed nicely. I’m telling you, the M.E. scenes are unnecessary stumbling blocks.
But, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s see what Melainie has to say about this one before I continue. Melanie, you’re on…
I won’t even begin to discuss the case in this episode or the fact that the bank robbers named themselves for old TV doctors. I’ll leave that fun to Lee. No Lanie, though, so maybe he won’t rake the writers over the coals too much. Yeah, right! The Morse Code alone… but I digress.
The terror on Kate’s face, especially when the bank blew up, made my stomach clench. And so did the shippery looks between her and Rick — first, when she went into the bank posing as an EMT to get the guy who’d had a seizure, and then later when they went in after the explosion and she had eyes only for Rick, calling only for him. To her relief, they found the hostages, including Rick and Martha, safe inside the vault. Kate gave Rick such a brilliant smile, and she looked as if she wanted to give him a hug and a big kiss — and she might have, if only Martha hadn’t interrupted. Those stupid zip ties.
Rick, Alexis, and Martha shared a group hug when they came out of the bank, while Kate looked on with a weary smile. Then when the case was finally solved, after the obligatory unexpected twist (well, not totally unexpected; I expected a twist, just not that one), Kate invited Rick to go to the Old Haunt for a drink. He declined and took her home to the loft instead. I think he just wanted to be with his family.
When they arrived, Martha wrapped Kate in a giant bear hug that made her roll her eyes. Too funny. Of course, she had witnessed the scene in the bank when Kate and Rick only had eyes for each other. I love that. And she wanted to celebrate life, so she had made quite a spread. My only question is: what the heck was Martha wearing?
Alexis finally got tired of playing phone tag with Ashley, who’s off at college, and broke up with him. Maybe she’ll quit acting like such a brat now. Who knows?
All in all, I liked this episode — especially Kate going to the loft at the end — although I did find the Morse Code thing a bit far-fetched, even for Castle. I mean, really. Who knows Morse Code these days? Rick’s already said he wasn’t a Boy Scout.
I’m looking forward to next week’s show, when Rick and the boys crash Atlantic City and Kate is left in the city to work with Gates. Ack! She definitely got the short end of the stick on that one. Tee hee! Bring it on.
See, even Melanie thought the Morse code thing was dumb, and she’s a die-hard, they-can-never-do-wrong, fan of the show—the good cop. But, as I said, there were several good things going on in the episode. For example…
– The captain ordered Beckett out of the command post. She would have no business butting in on a well-trained hostage negotiation team. I almost applauded the writers for this one. Beckett cannot run the entire NYPD. But…as usual, they brought her in anyway. She talks to the bad guy on the phone for quite a while, meaning the robber knows her voice, right? Well, Beckett goes inside posing as a paramedic and talks to people with the robber standing nearby. Wouldn’t you recognize the voice? I know I would. And so would the robber.
And, hey, how about that snug, form-fitting paramedic’s uniform Beckett just happened to find out there in the street. Convenient, huh?
– A teller noted that the robbers pulled the “trigger bills” from the cash drawers. This is true. Some banks have cash drawers set up in this manner—pulling the bottom bills triggers the silent alarm. That’s why tellers are more than happy to clean out their cash drawers during a holdup.
– Ryan brought up the old cop’s joke about gaining entry into a house without a search warrant. One cop stands at the front door with door-kicking foot at ready, while his partner goes to the back door. Once in position, the officer at the back door yells, “Help! Police!” The officer at the front then kicks in the door, finds the evidence he was hoping to locate, and can then safely testify that his probable cause for entry without a warrant was that he heard a cry for help coming from somewhere near the rear of the house. Classic and corny cop humor.
– One of my favorite lines in the show was delivered by Esposito. Ryan was spouting off a bunch of far-fetched, Castlesque “what-if’s,” and Espo said, “Hey, Castle, Jr. Could you start thinking like a cop, please.”
– Of course, things began to go a little bit downhill when, as usual, Beckett sort of took over the hostage negotiations, knowing more about the job than the highly-skilled team that had responded to the scene.
– Okay, when the guy had a seizure and Paramedic Beckett went in to take him out, I was practically yelling at the TV, “He’s a bad guy, He’s a bad guy!” But she didn’t listen to me and helped the thug make his escape. How could she be “so sharp” about everything else in the cop world, and let this so-obvious tactic slip by?
– The bad guy goes to ALL THAT trouble—killing people, a bank robbery, hostages, the escape plan, etc.—to get an address from a safety deposit box, and he still doesn’t kill his ex-wife? Instead, he tells her he wants her to feel the pain of knowing he has their kid…Another scream-at-the-TV moment. Come on, writers…
– The cops do catch the escaped seizure guy, but did you happen to notice that the cop closest to the bad guy had a six-shooter aimed at the thug? How many of today’s cops carry revolvers? What happened, the prop department run out of semi-autos? I guess they issued the last one to the bank robber.
Two more good points:
– The dinner party. Now that was a great way of showing a budding relationship without having to go too mushy. It seemed natural and, if my intuition is right, will go a long way toward stirring the flames under a whole lot of Castle fans.
Alexis. Was it just me, or were you also waiting for her to go up in flames at the bank? You know what I mean… I was beginning to think the child was actually a vampire, since she never, ever goes outside the darkened Castle abode (I think the folks from CSI control the lighting in the Castle apartment). So, naturally, when the warm sunshine touched that alabaster skin, I was expecting her to go WHOOSH! A ball of flames and eerie, swirling smoke.
At least Alexis ended that annoying long-distance relationship with the never-seen, imaginary Ashley. Maybe the writers can now give her a normal life. And please, let her go outside to play once in a while. The girl could use a little vitamin D in her life…