Castle

Previously on "castle"...

They killed my mother. What do you want me to do here?

Beckett, everyone associated with this case is dead.

Walk away. Well, last time I checked,

it was my life, not your personal jungle gym.

I know you crawled inside your mother's murder

and didn't come out.

The same way you hide in these nowhere relationships

with men you don't love. You know what we are, castle? We are over.

Captain Montgomery's part of the conspiracy.

He's been lying to us the whole time.

Did you kill my mother?

No, but she died because of what we did that night.

Then who killed her? No, Kate. I give you a name. I know you.

You'll run straight at him.

I might as well shoot you where you stand.

Now they're coming.

Castle, get her outta here.

No! Please!

Where is she, Roy? You can't have her.

You can't hide her from us.

Oh!

So that was what, your last stand?

I'm just gonna kill her anyway.

No, you're not.

And he's not.

I saw to that. You're done, lock wood.

We both are.

No one outside of this immediate family

ever needs to know about this.

As far as the world is concerned,

Roy Montgomery died a hero.

Kate!

(Crowd screaming)

No, no, no, Kate. Stay with me, Kate. (Man) Find the shooter!

I love you.

I love you, Kate.

(Woman) She's tachying out.

Pressures not holding. (Lanie) Don't die on me!

(Man) Switch. We got this.

Pulse ox... Respiration... Set up for intubation.

78 over 56. (Monitors beeping)

Come on, Kate. Don't you die on me.

Stay with me. Stay with me.

Single 9.S.W. To left chest. Do not die.

Come on, girl. Come on. Set up for a chest tube. Trauma one.

Switch. We got this. This is my friend.

You understand me? She's my friend.

Then let us save her life.

She's crashing.

We need to vent.

31-year-old female. G.S.W. To the left chest. Watch the bag.

Crashed on the way in. (Man) One, two, three, four.

Trauma room is prepped. Trauma team's on the way.

Okay, stop compressions.

Got that. Lock it down. (Woman) You got the line in?

We have a rhythm. Let's check for breathing.

We need a second line.

Kate.

Uh, her breathing is shallow. Let's get her on the table.

One, two, three.

Page Dr. Kovaks. Tell him he has to take over.

Who is she?

She's my girlfriend.

What do you mean, you couldn't find him? I want security checkpoints...

We had over 200 cops there. At all entrances and exits.

No, he didn't just disappear. If there's any surveillance cameras

within ten blocks of that place... Damn it.

I want that footage on my desk in an hour. I want statements from everyone.

No. One hour!

Okay. Okay.

How is she?

They just took her to surgery, but...

(Josh) We need a chest tube.

B.P.'S 86 over 60.

Where's that chest tube?

Behind you. Come on, Kate. Come on. Stay with me.

Stay with me, Kate. I've got you.

Damn it! Bleeding in the left chest.

Sats are 88. (Man) Tension pneumo's relieved, but she's still decreased.

Okay, we can't wait. Set up for intubation.

You can't operate on her. She's your girlfriend.

She's dying. I'm not waiting.

You were at a funeral, Kate. How the hell did you get shot?

What about the shooter?

Gone.

Gone? How can he be gone?

We don't know, but he left his weapon behind.

It's a Mark 11 modified sniper rifle,

favorite of special forces. We're checking for prints now.

Richard.

Dad. Oh, my god.

Shh. It's okay. It's okay.

Dad.

Where's Katie?

Where's my daughter?

B.P.'S 80 over 60.

78 over 56.

There's too much blood.

Where the hell are you bleeding from, Kate?

Pulmonary vein. Clamp.

Okay. I got you, you son of a bitch.

3-0 silk. Blood pressure's still dropping.

Got here as fast as I could. 31-year-old female, single 9.S.W. To the chest.

It's okay, I got this. Left tension pneumo alleviated a chest tube,

which revealed significant bleeding in the chest.

I said, I got this.

The bleeder was a left inferior pulmonary vein,

which Dr. Davidson just clamped.

Josh, step aside.

Already in. Just let me sew her up.

You did what you had to.

Now... Do what you're supposed to.

Dr. Davidson.

Suction.

3-0.

Here's the 3-0.

A sniper? At a funeral?

We think the people who sent those guys after Montgomery

targeted Beckett.

I tried to get to her. I tried...

Hey! Oh! Who the hell do you think you...

Dad! Dad! You did this! This is your fault.

B.p.'s still dropping. Sats are falling as well.

She must be bleeding somewhere else.

Where? There's no blood.

You pushed her to look into her mother's murder!

She was shot because of you,

and Montgomery is dead because of you! Leave him alone!

Stop it! (Jim) Stop it, all of you. Just stop it!

I won't have you acting like 3 year olds

while my daughter's fighting for her life.

Her pericardium's distended.

She's bleeding into it. That's why there's no blood.

It's compressing her heart. Scissors.

B.P.'S dropping. 65/45.

Got it.

Bullet grazed the ventricle. 3-0.

She's going into v-fib. Paddles.

He's right, you know?

This is my fault.

Richard castle, don't you dare blame yourself.

You are not the one who shot her.

Charge to 10. (Woman) Charging.

Charged.

Clear. (Paddles thunk)

(Castle) No.

But I put her in the crosshairs.

Still fibrillating. Charge to 20.

Charging. (Beeping continues)

I told her how I felt.

I told her I loved her.

Clear.

Mr. Beckett?

Yes.

Your daughter is out of surgery.

Will she be all right?

Well, during the surgery, she experienced cardiac arrest.

Now we were able to get her heart beating again on its own,

but... we'll need to watch her very closely.

When can I see her?

Well, once the nurses get her settled,

we'll bring you back to her.

The rest of you should go home, get some rest.

I don't know about you, bro,

but home is the last place I'm going.

Not till we catch the son of a bitch who did this.

Right behind you.

We're fine. Go.

Are you okay?

Yeah. (Mouths word)

The shooter's rifle.

It's clean for prints.

Lab's running trace right now for d.N.A.

Well, what about the gun? Can we track the gun?

According to the d.O.D., the serial number

matches a weapon that was issued to one Martin holst,

a Navy seal who was killed in action seven years ago.

His body was recovered in a subsequent mission,

but the weapon was not.

Anything from the canine unit?

Dogs picked up a scent.

Traced it to the West Side of the cemetery,

but then they lost it there.

In a sea of cops, how does this guy go unnoticed?

He may not have.