Hi, I'm Chuck. Here's a few things
that you might need to know. I'm not a FULCRUM agent.
I'm MI6 working undercover.
I want to apologize to you directly, Agent Barker.
We had no record you were MI6.
Locked up in this dungeon's like keeping a Botticelli
in the basement.
No one can appreciate the beauty.
I'm moving out. - Yes!
And moving in with Morgan. - No!
I'm the Intersect.
No, he's not. It's me.
If you know who Chuck really is, then you pose a security threat.
If I proved anything to you by now,
it's that I can keep my word. - Cole's been captured.
You need to go into 24-hour protective detail.
What exactly does that mean? - We have to move in together.
He's a really tough guy. Maybe he won't talk.
Chuck, everyone talks.
What's your real name?
Bond, James Bond.
How much does the CIA know about Perseus?
Oh, come on, not the face.
Ahh!
I'm only going to ask you one more question.
You answer it, and we're done.
Who is the Intersect?
# #
Morning, Chuck.
How'd you sleep?
Fine, thank you.
Well, busy day. Lots to do.
Uh, so, shower. Do you want to go first or...?
I'm good.
You know, I know this whole 24-hour
supervision thing isn't exactly great,
but when the CIA finds us a new apartment,
at least we'll have separate rooms.
Sounds great.
I mean, consider yourself lucky.
At least you didn't have to move in with Casey, right?
Yeah.
Lucky me.
Mm,
spearmint okay? - Yeah, fine.
Traditionally, I'm a peppermint man,
but I'm living on the edge.
Sarah, can I ask you a question?
About the toothpaste?
Uh, no. Are you, you worried about Cole?
Uh... of, of course I'm concerned about Cole.
But Agent Barker can certainly take care of himself.
Yeah, I get that.
It's just, you know, you guys had this connection.
I mean, he saved your life and you shared a bit of torture.
Uh, our connection was purely professional.
That's it.
Oh, okay.
Thanks, honey. - Mm-hmm.
Hi! Good morning!
Whoa! - Oh!
Oh! Sorry, sorry.
I'm just, I'm very excited for Chuck, for the both of you
to be moving in together.
It's still happening, yeah?
Oh, yeah. - Absolutely.
Great. Did you find a place yet?
Not that I'm trying to rush you or anything.
Take your time, bro. No pressure.
You two lovebirds need to find a nest
where you can let the worm wiggle free.
Thank you, Devon.
Do you need any help packing or throwing things away?
Sarah, please tell Chuck that not everything in that room
has to survive the move.
I'm making a list.
Making, uh, making a list, are you?
And of what, may I ask?
Oh, well, where should we begin?
Maybe the Tron poster that you've had since you were 12.
Dad gave me that poster,.
I know. He loved that movie.
Have you had any luck finding his address for the wedding?
No, not yet,
but you know,
I'm, I'm working on it still.
So, uh, how did Morgan take the news
that he wasn't gonna get you as a new roommate?
I didn't tell him yet.
I don't have the heart.
Morgan Grimes is so tired of listening to Big Mike punch
his mama's time clock that he actually showed up
for work on time today.
Oh...!
Okay, okay, well, Morgan Grimes is so disturbed
by what Big Mike is doing to his mama
that the thought of Jeff doing the same thing to Anna
is actually sweet, sweet relief.
Oh...!
Oh, snap.
That's good. Laugh it up, fuzzballs.
That's right, sure.
But guess what. I just landed the whale,
'cause me and my man Chuck, we're gonna be roommates.
So, yeah, yeah, have your fun. Have at it.
But don't expect
any housewarming invitations from me.
Don't give me that face.
Hey, Morgan, buddy, hey, we got to talk.
Yeah, you're just the man I wanted to see.
Listen, I found a place.
Dude, are you ready? Two bedroom,
one-and-a-quarter bath, half a fireplace.
About the apartment.
Yeah, dude, I know. You and I, roommates.
This is great. We're living the dream, Chuck.
It's what we always talked about.
The thing is, the thing is, th-there is...
Bartkowski, my office now!
When did you get an office, John?
Hey, what's going on? We moving?
No-tell motel time for Chuck.
A secure bunker in an undisclosed location.
Seriously, what's with the boxes?
Cole Barker was picked up 12 hours ago by FULCRUM.
We spent the entire night looking for him and failed.
Langley thinks when he talks.
They're gonna come here looking for you.
We're taking you off the grid.
Wait, what about my sister? Is she in danger?
Awesome, Morgan?
First priority is to get you safe.
Then I'm gonna come back and make sure
everybody else is okay.
If we get that far.
This 240-27. We have a perimeter breach.
This is it. I'm gonna die underneath a yogurt shop.
Back door now.
Move, move, move.
Sarah, Sarah, we need to talk.
If I knew this was gonna happen...
Later.
Chuck, get back!
Cole?
panting)
Take this.
Did you miss me?
Don't worry. I didn't say a word.
Look at that.
Maybe you're not going away after all.
Lucky you.
Yeah.
Lucky me.
# Na-na na-na na-na #
# Na-na na-na na-na. #
Hey!
After that, it was eight,
maybe nine guys until the door.
Oh, come one.
We're supposed to believe
that he took out nine guys and escaped
a FULCRUM holding facility all by himself.
Please, I don't think we can trust this guy.
I've done nine before.
You've taken out nine guys?
Just saying it's doable.
So when they questioned you about the Intersect...
I didn't tell them anything.
It's not my first dance, Walker.
If I talked, then Chuck, Casey, you...
...are all in the crosshairs.
Not an option.
Why come back here after you escaped?
I wanted to make sure you were safe.
You are the sexiest man in the world.
For you.
It's our 16-month anniversary.
Wait a minute. We had a "no gift" policy.
I didn't get you anything.
Morgan, you're the worst person at keeping secrets.
I already know what you got me.
You left the lease
for our new apartment
in the fax machine.
A life together is the best present ever!
And when we move in,
I'm gonna show you your mother
isn't the only one who can be noisy in the bedroom.
I gotta go call my parents.
I thought you were moving in with Chuck?
I am. We are. Anna misunderstood.
She found the lease. Now she thinks...
Oh, my God.
Oh, buddy, you are screwed.
No, actually, I think if I tell the truth at this point,
it'll end the sexual component of our relationship.
Mm. - And I'll be there to pick up the pieces.
What?
Shh-shh-shh, relax, Morgan.
All you have to do is convince Anna
that moving in with you is a bad idea.
Okay, but how am I gonna...?
Sh-sh-shh, bubeleh,
you've come to the right place.
Repulsion is our business.
And business is good.
Thanks to information provided by Mr. Barker,
we now know that FULCRUM is protecting a man
that goes by the code name "Perseus."
Perseus is the head scientist
behind FULCRUM's effort to build their own Intersect.
Anything, Chuck?
I spent the past year undercover trying to get close to him,
but only the inner circle is ever allowed contact with the man.
Intel tells us Perseus is attending a formal event
tonight at the Swiss Consul's office.
The State Department has arranged invitations
for the two of you.
Um, the two, the two of who?
Agent Walker and Agent Casey.
Are you sure, General?
I'd be happy to accompany Agent Walker.
I bet you would.
I'd be happy to go, too.
Oh, aren't you popular?
I mean, you know, I am, I am the Intersect and everything.
Neither Agent Barker nor Bartkowski will be going
on this mission.
FULCRUM is still actively searching for the two of you.
Both of you will stay in CASTLE and monitor by remote feed.
If you recognize anyone, you'll have radio.
Well, at least no one's telling us to...
You heard the General. You stay in the bunker.
And there it is.
Phase one of operation repulsion:
the obscure and disturbing hobby.
Take that, you chauvinist pig.
Told you not mess with Billie Jean.
You bitch.
Hey, Morgan, I'm done for the day.
You want to take me over,
show me the new apartment?
Uh, you know what, I'd love to, hon,
but we're in the middle of recreating
some of the best tennis matches ever played,
and I'm up next.
McEnroe, Stockholm, '84.
You can't be serious.
Yes!
Look on the bright side.
When we move in together,
you can play, too.
It will be like a nonstop
Wimbledon final in our living room.
Doubles anyone?
Ugh.
That's, that's, that's 95% alcohol.
Don't touch me with that.
Video check.
Do we have a signal?
Yep, we got you.
And you look fantastic.
Sarah, is that dress CIA issue,
or do you just make everything look that good?
Let's stay focused here, people, huh?
We are on a mission.
You do look gorgeous, Sarah.
This is Chuck speaking by the way.
Okay, too many cooks in the kitchen.
Chuck, you get in Casey's ear, I'll get in Sarah's.
Okay, you two, split up.
Sarah, you've got an unsecured exit at 2:00.
The guy in the bad suit standing in front
of the Swiss flag is packing.
Casey, you got a bogey.
A tray of crab cakes
coming in on your 10:00.
I'm just trying to be helpful, okay?
Works up an appetite on missions.
Grab that little...
Sarah, the Italian minister for trade
is headed your way.
Now he can get a little handsy.
Hello.
I'm Paolo Giordano.
I saw you arrive
and couldn't help but admire your beauty.
His wife's name is Isabella
and he has three little bambinos.
Thank you.
How are Isabella and the children?
Senorina.
Nicely done.
Not so bad yourself.
Thanks. Thank you.
Just, uh, just doing our job.
Me and Cole, Cole and me.
Take your victory lap
later, Bartowski.
Who else haven't we seen?
I don't know, look at the people by that
ice goose thing.
Oh, okay, I just flashed.
The shorter balding gentleman
in the sweater
wearing the glasses-- that has got to be Perseus.
I have a visual. Moving in.
His name is Howard Busgang.
He's a research scientist
with the Department of Defense.
Good job, Chuck.
I have a few skills of my own now, don't I? Humph.
So nine guys, huh?
Really, you're not fudging that number?
Not even a little bit? Sounds harder than it is.
Always go for the knee.
You mean like sweep the leg?
Ooh. Ooh, I'm sorry.
Excuse me. That's him.
Well, yeah. You're a little late to the party.
I just flashed. No, not Busgang, him.
He was the guy who was torturing me.
He's Fulcrum.
You two have a nice evening.
You, too.
Where'd they go?
Where'd they go?!
My guess is that Fulcrum made them,
and they just jammed the signal.
Oh, uh, Dr. Busgang.
I don't believe we've meet before.
How do you do?
Your friends are in trouble.
I've gathered that. We have to call General Beckman.
For what? - So she can tell us what to do next.
I'll tell you what we do next.
We go to the consulate and we save them.
No, no, no, no. Sarah and Casey
specifically said for us to stay here.
Yeah, well, sometimes things don't always go according to plan, Chuck.
You have to improvise.
Look, you can't just go run off
and be the hero all the time.
It's not about wanting to be a hero, Chuck.
It's about needing to be.
Two guns, huh?
Oh, you really are a badass.
No, Chuck, one gun.
The other one... is for you.
Let's go.
Normally we stay in the service arena--
waiter, busboy, maybe valet.
How about we mix it up this time?
What do you think about dentists?
Dentists at a consulate party?
You got a better idea?
I say we go as spies.
It's a little obvious, but I guess we can do it your way.
...but the data acquisition problem
in Minsky's "society-of-mind" theory
was addressed in large part by Singh's "E-M-One" paper
back in... 2005.
Sounds fascinating.
Mm. Yes. More champagne?
Please.
Radio's still out. Let's grab this guy and get out of here.
Now, where was I?
You were telling me about all the wonderful work
you do for the government. - Right.
That sounds fascinating.
I'd like to hear about that, too.
You going to knock him out, too?
There are civilians everywhere.
We have to find another way in.
We should have called Beckman, had her send a team.
And miss out on all this fun?
Come on, get in the game, Chuck,
before Fulcrum takes out your team.
I think they already have.
Oh, you-you can't be serious.
There's got to be a ground floor option.
This is good. We're going up here.
Damn.
Damn it.
Cole, Cole, you're bleeding.
No, I'm fine.
No, you're not. No, you're not.
Get... get... What are you doing, Chuck?
What do you mean what am I doing? I'm doing this.
Duncan, what's with the guns?
Who are these people?
Not your concern, Howard.
We work for the government, Dr. Busgang.
So do I. Tell them, Duncan.
We work for the CIA.
The men you work for are terrorists.
We're not terrorists.
We're patriots, Howard.
You're a patriot.
It's a group of spies
that turned your back on the country.
You couldn't have it more wrong.
Who do you think we are? We do what needs to be done
to preserve this nation's rightful place in the world.
Someday, you'll thank us.
Well, not you-- you'll be dead.
I swear I'm just a scientist.
They said I was helping the country.
Unfortunately, Howard,
that was the wrong thing to say.
Hey, Cole, Cole, hey!
I found them, I found them.
The guy who tortured you is inside
with a couple of other big goons with guns.
Okay, give me 20 seconds, then you go in there,
start taking guys out, okay?
No, wait, wait, wait!
Listen, about the whole--
about the whole gun thing--
Casey and Sarah, they've never really let me--
I don't-- how do I say this?-- I've never fired one.
Chuck, it's point and click.
You point at the bad guys, pull the trigger.
Yes, I get the whole concept. Still...
20 seconds.
Wait...
We're dead.
Bartowski's got a gun.
It's a shame, Howard.
Five, six...
You really do have
an incredible mind.
Uh... t-twenty.
Freeze!
Federal Agent!
Ow!
I'm hit!
Man down! Man down!
I'll take care of Chuck.
Get the doctor!
Sarah!
Sorry about that.
I'm really not normally this aggressive with women.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
You've been shot.
I'm fine.
Gu... Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey, guys,
I think, uh... I think I might need medical attention. My ankle
is seriously...
Cole took a bullet to save Sarah.
Wow. Uh...
You okay, buddy? What happened?
Nothing.
Nothing. I'm f... I'm fine.
Really. Never mind.
What's that, mahogany?
You don't look so good.
Can't say the same for you.
Be gentle now.
I bruise easy.
Well, then maybe you should consider
taking better care of yourself.
Aah. - This might hurt a bit.
You know, I've been poked at
by more spook doctors than I care to remember.
It's nice to be looked after by someone who treats you
as more than just a name, rank and serial number.
I know what you mean.
Okay, now, just relax.
Mm.
Aah.
Hold that.
Thanks, doc.
Well, thank you for saving my life.
What was I gonna do, not see you again?
Hey.
Howdy. How you doing in here?
Right. Absolutely. Yeah, sorry about that.
I was just come... coming by to see if you guys needed anything.
Cole? Soup?
A bisque of some kind? Or an US Weekly?
I don't read it myself, but I hear
that when you're sick or injured...
Walker! Barker!
Bartowski.
Mm-hmm.
Briefing in five.
Also that briefing in five.
That was kind of a business thing.
I'll see you in five.
It's like four-and-a-half now.
Oh, that's the ankle. That's the ankle.
What are you reading there, sweetie?
Did you know IKEA sells 17 kinds of home shelving?
I can only pronounce two of them, though.
Isn't it silly?
Listen. You know what?
I wanted to apologize about last night
and the whole Wimbledon thing.
I guess I was just trying to set some boundaries
before we move in, and I realize
there is a more mature way to handle this.
You know? So, uh, well, there you go.
A Morgan nuptial? - Right.
I had Lester's cousin draw it up for us.
A little something
to ensure that there are no
cohabitating conflicts.
No pets?
What about Chico?
Oh, that's right. Chico.
I guess you have to put him down now, huh?
The only cheese allowed in the house is string.
Or gouda.
On weekends.
Are you insane?
Just a teensy-weensy bit particular.
And listen to me.
I would totally understand if you're having second thoughts.
Are you kidding me?
Morgan, you're hilarious.
I'll sign whatever you want.
Maybe it makes me nuts, too, but
I love you,
ridiculous quirks and all.
I should have that framed.
Totally.
Damn it.
I should have went with provolone.
Mr. Barker, I understand
you were hurt protecting Agent Walker.
I am told you showed great courage.
Just doing my job, General.
Actually, it was Chuck who showed great courage
on this mission. He was also injured
in the line of duty. He got clipped by a
window sill.
It's as pathetic as it sounds.
Is there any new intel on Busgang
or his FULCRUM handler, General?
We now know that the man Chuck identified last night,
Dr. Howard Busgang, is in fact codenamed Perseus.
He is a former DARPA scientist
who worked on the original Intersect.
Uh, why was that information not in my flash?
As a safety precaution, anything about the creators
of the Intersect was redacted from our files.
I'm sorry. Did you just say
this guy created the Intersect?
He was part of the team
that developed its underlying architecture.
He knows as much about how it works as anyone.
That means he might know how to get it out of my head.
We don't know, Chuck.
But it's possible?
Perhaps.
We got to find him.
We got to find this guy before FULCRUM does.
We are putting every available resource on it, Chuck.
Agents Walker and Casey, prepare for a video link.
You're going to brief our field agents, bring them up to speed.
Good luck.
Roger that.
Oh, let me...
Hey, what are you looking at there?
Oh, just, you know, footage from the consulate.
Maybe there's something I missed.
You did great tonight, Chuck.
Thanks.
You were your usual superhuman self.
You saved Sarah's life.
No.
It was a team effort.
I get what she sees in you, you know.
The fearlessness in the face of danger,
the imperviousness to pain.
super-cool tank tops.
Stop me whenever this is getting uncomfortable.
No.
Hey. The briefing is about to start.
Great. I'll be right there.
On my way.
Oh, you meant him.
Of course you meant him. - What?
Right.
My God, could she really be...
Un-repulseable?
I'm beginning to think so.
No, sir.
Not on my watch.
What are you suggesting? - Mm-mmm.
You're going to need a quart of peanut oil, some bubble-wrap,
and as much yarn as you can find.
Hey, guys.
Hey, Morgan, we need to talk.
Yeah. Hey, what's going on?
And what's with the limp?
Nothing. No, I twisted my ankle.
Ooh. Yeah. Jogging.
Which I do, occasionally. I'm fine.
We need to talk about...
About the Anna situation?
Not a problem, Charles.
We are on it.
You are looking at three individuals gifted
in the art of repulsion.
Anna doesn't stand a chance.
Why are you trying to repulse Anna?
No, no, no. Lester, that's ridiculous.
What I was trying to do was simply test her.
That's all. - Testing her, why?
Because, Chuck, because she's trying to get all serious
with me, and
I want to make sure that she loves me for me and not...
Other things.
Excuse us.
Are you crazy?
What other things could she possibly be loving you for?
I mean, honestly, buddy.
You know that I love you, but-but you're lucky
to have a girl in your life who loves you for you,
even though you are, in fact... you.
Fair.
I you don't stop testing her,
she's going to choose to be with someone else.
And then you will have realized, and unfortunately, too late,
that you lost the catch of a lifetime.
Counterpoint: she's not the catch of a lifetime.
She's a scheming tart
who will harvest your organs
and sell them to the highest bidder.
Chuck's right.
Lester wrong.
Chuck.
What happened?
Nothing. It's a flesh wound.
It's nothing. I'm fine.
Well, let's see. Sit down.
Up, up.
Sorry, sorry. Devon, can you help?
Please promise not to go all crazy Dr. Sister on me.
What's up, babe?
We need to get Chuck to the hospital.
We got to X-ray this leg. - No, we don't. I'm fine.
Pretty swollen there.
I'm actually a lot tougher than people think I am.
I know you are, buddy.
Sometimes it takes a real man
to admit when you're hurt.
Ouch.
That actually hurt.
I didn't think anything hurt you.
Oh, no, there are some things.
The clinical disinterest of a beautiful woman,
for instance.
Any word on Busgang?
Not yet.
Casey and I are headed to the airport.
They think Busgang might try to leave the country.
All right, then.
Rest up.
Wait.
Listen.
You know, I meant what I said earlier
about being around people who really care about you
and who you really care about.
It doesn't happen often for people like us.
No. It doesn't.
What if we're lucky enough to find that person?
We're supposed to just walk away?
Doesn't seem fair, does it?
No.
Because it isn't.
Is the cast absolutely necessary?
Yes.
It could be a hairline fracture.
Better safe than sorry.
I'm going to go find you some crutches.
No, absolutely not.
I want to be released immediately.
I'm sorry, sir.
This is a gunshot wound.
We have to report this.
This is outrageous.
I don't care about your rules.
I don't care about what you have to do.
I'm leaving now.
Sir, I highly suggest you stay overnight
in case your leg gets infected.
I can't do that.
I have to go.
Yeah.
Casey, it's Chuck. Look, I found Busgang.
He's here at the hospital. Westside Medical.
You found him. Great work. All right.
We'll have a strike team there
in a half an hour. No, no, no. He's leaving.
Don't follow him, Chuck. It's too dangerous.
He might know how to get the Intersect
out of my head. I can't let him go.
Listen to me. Do not go after him on your own.
Do not be a hero here, Chuck.
Look, I don't want to be a hero,
but sometimes, you need to be.
Besides, this is doable.
I've got them both.
Hi. Hi.
I'm looking for Mr. Busgang.
Do you have an appointment?
No.
Yeah, well.
Uh, the thing is, see,
I'm a computer tech.
Um, Nerd Herd.
That's me.
And apparently,
Mr. Busgang has some major hardware problems.
Constellation Science, second floor.
Thank you.
Can I help you gentlemen?
Turn around.
Slowly.
You're the guy who shot me.
It was an accident, I swear. It was the first time
I had ever handled a gun
and the first time that I had shot someone.
Clearly those two things must be connected
in some way. - Hi. I'm Chuck.
Sit down and don't move.
I need to accidentally shoot you.
I didn't come to hurt you
or even take you in.
I just want some answers about the Intersect.
What do you know about the Intersect?
A lot, actually.
Who are you?
Orion.
Did you just flash?
Cover the stairs.
You're the one they've been talking about, aren't you?
I didn't believe it could be true.
A human Intersect.
Extraordinary.
Maybe for you.
But you have to understand, for me...
For me, it's a nightmare.
Living with this thing in my head
is ruining my life.
Is there any way th-that
Intersect images can be taken out?
You know, can a person be "de-Intersected"?
Can it be removed?
Possibly.
I don't know.
Only Orion would know.
Orion? Who is Orion?
It was his idea, his vision.
Everything is based on his work.
He put the team together,
he drove the research,
until he realized--
Put the gun down, Howard.
Who's Orion? Where can I find him?
Please! I need to know!
Split up!
I haven't told him anything.
No! No!
That's the second time you've shot me.
Let's hope the third time's the charm.
Sweep the leg.
Hey, are you okay?
I'm fine. The gun. - What?
Chuck, the gun!
Oh, help!
Are you okay?
Yeah, I think so!
I think so.
Oh, you were, you were talking to him.
I thought you were asking if I was okay
but you're talking to him
Because he's been shot again, right.
My bad.
No, I was talking to both of you.
We're okay, right? We're okay.
Yeah... right.
Absolutely, we're okay.
Excellent work, team.
While we would have preferred to take Busgang alive,
by capturing his work we've significantly set back
Fulcrum's ability to build their own Intersect.
Uh, what about that name? Orion?
Busgang said that Orion could maybe get
the Intersect out of my head.
As of now, we have no leads,
but our best people are on it.
Agent Barker, medical transport for you
back to the U.K. has been arranged.
Thank you, General.
So, it seems my work here is done... again.
Agent Casey, it's been
a real pleasure working with you.
Yeah, likewise.
Can I ask you something?
When you escaped from Fulcrum, you really take out nine guys?
The truth?
Professional courtesy.
It was more like 12.
I just don't like to boast.
Hey, so, what's next?
Wing back to London and jam with The Stones?
I have to say, Chuck, you are truly the most
special agent I've ever worked with.
Special.
Good luck with getting that thing out of your head.
Thanks, but, uh, I'm beginning to think
that's never going to happen.
You know what?
I got a not-so-secret secret for you.
You want something bad enough,
don't ever take no for an answer.
And...
for God sakes, man, carry a gun.
Maybe two.
Wow.
Nice cast.
Ellie go to work on you?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm just happy it's not full body.
Morgan, we gotta talk about the whole moving-in thing.
I know we do.
Chuck, I just don't know how to say this. I...
You should have a seat.
Okay.
Sometimes things happen between, uh, two people
who care about each other very much.
Um, and it doesn't mean that they don't belong together.
Belong together?
What are you talking about?
Uh, no, no, no.
I can't move in with you, Chuck,
because I'm going to move in with Anna.
She loves me
and she wants to move in with me.
And I want to make her happy.
But I want you to understand.
I do, buddy.
Seriously, I totally understand and furthermore,
I think that you are absolutely
making the right decision.
Whew, that's awesome. Thank you.
She gonna be okay with your string cheese habit?
I know she will be, bro.
Hey, and, uh, you and I,
you know, we'll still be...
friends?
As opposed to what?
That's an excellent point.
Okay.
Dr. Walker, my superiors agree
that I need 24-hour round- the-clock medical assistance.
Our jet awaits.
I'm sorry, I have yogurt to serve.
You'll have to find somebody else to take care of you.
Now, now, you see, that's not going to work
because no one else is gonna make me feel like you do.
Believe me, I've looked.
I'm serious.
Don't pack your bags, don't say good-byes,
just close your eyes and say yes.
Come with me, Sarah.
I'm sorry.
What's the matter?
I thought you were a girl who liked adventure.
I guess I'm not the kind of girl
who cheats on her cover boyfriend.
Is that all he is? A cover?
What do you mean?
I saw the way you looked at him
when his life was in danger.
I've been doing this a long time, Agent Walker.
Well, who'd have thought it.
Cole Barker loses the girl to Chuck Bartowski.
When you meet somebody you care about,
it's just hard to walk away.
I couldn't have said it better myself.
# #
How's your foot?
Uh, throbbing.
Thanks.
Did Cole leave?
Uh, mm-hmm.
He's quite a guy.
Uh, yeah.
That he is.
You know, I understand what you see in him.
He's a great spy.
Top of good guys.
The truth is, you two would make a great team.
Chuck...
Please, let me just finish.
Sarah, I'm not gonna move in with you.
Because I can't.
And you know why I can't.
I'm crazy about you,
and I've always been.
But you know, having a fake relationship, that's one thing.
But living together is...
I mean, every day being around each other and-and...
And that's why I can't do it.
And I hope you understand.
I do.
Thank you.
Oh, and, uh, just so you know,
I am going to get this thing
out of my head one day.
I will.
And when I do, I'm going to live
the life that I want with the girl that I love.
Because I'm not going to let this thing rob me of that.
I won't.
Hey, how's the ankle?
I picked up some boxes in case
you wanted to start packing up your room.
Change of plans, not moving out, talk later.
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