Based on a series of dialogue prompts I found online, each prompt will be in bold.

7x07 Once Upon A time In The West

"Look, I don't think you understand - we open those doors, we let them in."

"Castle, I don't think you understand. You invited them here." Kate stepped around him, dusting her hands down her pant legs, reaching for the door even though he continued to block her path.

"To celebrate our nuptials," he hissed. "Not to spend the evening being glared at and sniped at by three people who clearly hate me."

"They don't hate us, Castle. They're just a little peeved they didn't get to come to the wedding."

"No, no, you're right, they don't hate us, they hate me." He huffed, sighed and released the door. "I don't know why, you eloped just as much as I did."

"Lanie doesn't hate you," Kate decreed, exasperation a straining thing she just about held at bay. "It was most definitely me responsible for the no dessert debacle."

"Espo and Ryan just -"

"Ryan will get over it."

Castle sighed, "Yeah, but Espo - I just ... I don't even know."

"Espo's Espo." Kate touched his arm, tugged until he was facing her again, "He watched me grieve for you, Castle. Mourn you as though you'd died, whilst trying to keep everyone else on track to find you." She shrugged, sighing out a sound so far from everything he had wanted for them this evening. Heart clenching hard he pulled her closer, heard the rest of her words through the muffled creases of his shirt. "He wanted the happy ending as much as we did. They all did."

"You said you were happy to elope with just our -"

"I wouldn't change a thing about that day, believe me," she interrupts, head thrown up, truth scalding her tone. "But can I see where they're coming from? Of course I can." She smiles slowly, "They spend years teasing us and betting on us and making comments about every damn thing we said that happened to -"

"Complement the others train of thought?"

" - yeah, and everytime we -"

"Finished each other's sentences?"

She laughed, "Yes, every time, it became another tick on a checklist, a step closer in their wait for us to get our acts together."

"And the big payoff -"

"Our wedding day."

" - we had without them."

"We're horrible people," Castle lamented.

"No we're not."

"We are, we can't even show them a video."

"We can show them the photos my dad took," Kate smiled, touching his face with the memory of their wedding ceremony misty in her eyes, "And they can get over it, eat our food and be happy for us. Or frankly they can get out."

He grinned, looped a hand around her waist and tugged her into him, mouth at her ear, "Can I be there when you try to evict Lanie?"

"Lanie doesn't frighten me." She grinned, happy tiptoes lifting her closer to his lips.

"Girl, Lanie is gonna bust down this door if you leave her standing out there any longer."

Kate grimaced then poked her tongue out at the woman on the other side of the door.

"Ready, wife?"

"No." She grumped.

"Into the breach?" He nudged her elbow.

"Still know that guy with the island?"

"Passports with fake names are in the safe, say the word, Mrs. Bastle, and we'll run."

Reaching around him for the door she swiped at his chest, "Bastle? Oh, you are so not in charge of fake identities anymore."

"Shame," he hissed as their friends finally crossed the threshold, "Now you'll never know what I named the children."