![]() Castle and Beckett warn the rest not to charge ahead, but they’ve apparently learned nothing and do. A nondescript hallway leads them to another room, with a single open door tantalizingly in view. The men jimmy their door open right before the ladies (hell yes) blow theirs up with a homemade bomb. They diffuse the emotional powder keg set out for them (minus one casualty) and band their groups together. ![]() Would anyone have even cared?īut the killer shot himself in the foot by having a Castle in one room and a Beckett in another. But what relief could her “proof” really bring them? If the Northcliffes were using this research to get ahead in their field, those tapes had certainly been seen by others in their profession already. She was seeking retribution for herself and the other scarred children by exposing the research. Young Emma was also a participant in the study and presumably the cat burglar who stole the video tapes from the Northcliffes’ home the night before she was killed. Faye had recently committed suicide, and Brandon had long since split and gone off the grid. Their bond was strong, yet their parents forcibly kept them apart for their work. Both kids were traumatized by their experience. Their secretary confirms that the children in the marked footage are the Northcliffes’ twin children, Faye and Brandon. The Northcliffes are married psychologists who conducted research on separation anxiety in the ‘90s. The experimentation logs are little more than creepy documentaries until Vikram (like honestly, does he work there or not?) finds a helpful detail in the footage. Beckett refuses to believe what she’s seeing and keeps her focus on getting free. Meadow, disarmed and restrained by Beckett, sees Castle on the monitor holding the gun over her husband’s dead body. The bullet travels backwards into his chest, killing him. He steps in front of the other and appeals to Simon’s faith. Todd is suspiciously without an emotional counterpart in the other room, but the rest bizarrely let it slide because he’s a minister. Her husband gets a load of that when the feed comes back to life. Simon’s wife, Meadow, has no chill, first almost lighting up with a peanut-laced cigarette that would have surely killed her and then grabbing hold of the handily supplied gun and making a bid to be the sole survivor. Naturally, Beckett is the most rational one in her classroom, with Judah’s girlfriend, Tricia, a close second. The men and women in the rooms in the present can’t hear each other, and they can only see each other when their captor sees fit. Three women pace: Judah’s girlfriend, Simon’s wife, and Beckett. You lose.” The TV in the room flicks on, showing a live feed to an identical room. “You hear that? We’re not going to play your sick little game anymore. “We have the power not to play,” he reasons. Judah is the first to break and reach for the weapon, but Castle isn’t going down like that. ![]() It houses a single handgun and another note: “Last one standing will be freed.” Castle checks the barrel and they’re looking at the musical chairs of bullets. The door stays firmly in place, but a chamber opens. ![]() The head of the ax (rubber, by the way) comes off and reveals a metal piece that fits the lock. They want action, not talk, and flail about trying to open the door. But these guys are civilians and haven’t even had the simple luxury of working eight years of cases with the NYPD’s finest, Capt. Always a sucker for backstory, Castle tries to find the point of connection that he and his fellow prisoners have to share.
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