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Bullets don't match your gun. You're off the hook.
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I'm--ooh!
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So what's our next move?
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There isn't one, at least not for you.
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- You're going home. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
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Two victims, one of 'em an acquaintance of mine,
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and you're sending me home?
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You're a witness, Castle. I can't have you involved.
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- I'm already involved. - Castle, go home.
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Go back to your Hamptons, your ex-wife,
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your book parties.
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Okay? I've got work to do.