(engine starts)
(speaking Russian)
(horn blaring)
(speaking Italian)
(gun clicks)
(silenced gunshot)
(speaking German)
(beeping)
Good.
(beeps, bell dings)
Oh, yeah. Rose petals! Nice touch. Really?
You don't think it's too much? It's me and Alex's
first Valentine's Day together,
and I don't want to overdo it. Nah.
Is that a bearskin rug?
Yeah, yeah. I got it at Big Lots!
Had to buy it in bulk though,
so if you know anyone who wants a bearskin rug,
I got eight of them.
(beeping) Oh, that's good.
Okay, here we go.
8:00 sharp. So, game plan review.
For the next 90 minutes,
you and Alex take the living room
while Sarah and I are in our bedroom.
Then at precisely... 9:30, Alex and I will
saunter off to our room
leaving you and Sarah ample time to watch
Love Actually.
Ah, yes! A hit with ladies around the world.
And men.
And don't worry about your soufflés, 'cause I will
keep an eye on them, and make sure they rise to perfection.
(knocking on door) Alex. Okay.
Good luck. You, too. Okay.
Oh, wait! Chuck, Chuck, Chuck.
Just one more thing.
It's Valentine's Day...
we both have girlfriends.
(goofy voice): I know!
Okay. Go.
(whispering): We did it.
(whispering): Thank God.
I haven't slept in three days.
You know what else we haven't done in three days...
or three months?
Are you saying it's time
for Mommy and Daddy to celebrate Valentine's?
Can we not call ourselves Mommy and Daddy...
in the bedroom?
How 'bout... "Who's your Daddy?"
Still no.
(cries)
Let Clara cry it out.
It'll prepare her for the real world.
Or at least, the nursery.
You're such a good dad.
And you're a good mom.
(Clara continues crying)
Mm!
(crying louder)
I can't do it! I can't do it either.
What do you need, little baby?
Come on.
? ?
(Chuck hums along)
I'm gonna treat you so good,
you're never gonna let me go.
Pretty Woman reference.
Isn't that movie about a prostitute?
Yeah, but Julia Roberts is so delightful, isn't she?
Mm-hmm. Wait for it.
Boom!
Homemade, baby. Well,
I have a surprise for you
underneath this, you know. Oh, do you really?
Mm-hmm. Uh-huh. Well...
But first, I made you a little something.
Chocolate strawberries.
They're in the fridge.
(groans)
Morgan and Alex have the living room.
What do you mean "have"?
You know, like, in college,
when you got to hang a sock on the door...?
A sock? Why would you do that?
You know what? Doesn't matter. I'm just going to go out there.
It's only been-- what?-- like five minutes.
Not a lot could have happened by now.
(Alex and Morgan breathe heavily, rhythmically)
(cell phone buzzes)
Did you hear that?
ALEX: I did! (buzzing stops)
It was like our souls are so close
they're vibrating.
(whispering): That's what it is.
(whispering): Yeah. That's exactly what it is.
(passionate breathing)
(mouthing)
MORGAN: Okay, okay. You know what?
Throw the chocolate sauce on me.
ALEX: Okay. MORGAN: Get in there.
(Morgan whispers) ALEX: Okay.
(heavy, pulsing breathing)
MORGAN: What does it mean?
MORGAN: Okay.
(Alex laughs giddily)
(whispers): Surprise. MORGAN: What does it mean?
Oh, I agree, General.
There better be a damn good reason
why they're not picking up the phone.
I'm going to get them right now.
Unprofessional.
(laughter, passionate gasping)
(growls)
What was that?
Oh, my God!
Dad! Hi... What are you doing here?
(stammers)
Um, Sarah had these
chocolate-covered, uh... so I was...
Come on, Ch... Chuck, you said I have
the living room for 90 minutes! "Have"?
What do you mean, "have"?
Have... in a biblical way... Um, we were, um...
not a biblical way, in a spiritual... Spiritual...
Beckman. Mission. Now.
(door slams)
Happy Valentine's Day, everybody! (chuckles)
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(tires screeching)
? Na-na na-na na-na ?
(whimpers)
It's not a physical thing. It's, you know.
It's-it's an emotional exchange.
CASEY: Drop it, Grimes.
We're having company? CHUCK: Hey, what the...
Who... who are those guys?
NCS. They're making some...
additions to Castle.
Ooh! Maybe they got my comment card
about the eucalyptus steam room.
They're covert ops, Bartowski.
And they have nothing to do with your mission.
Tonight, there was supposed to be a joint
CIA/NSA/INTERPOL bust; Alexei Volkoff's
three most trusted lieutenants.
We tracked them down through his Hydra Network,
but by the time we located them,
they were already dead.
And we believe
the killer was this man:
Boris Kaminsky. We think Boris may be
trying to take control of Volkoff Industries
by eliminating anyone else
who could make a claim to power.
Is there even anyone left to make a claim?
Possibly.
Volkoff left detailed information
on every contact in the Hydra Network,
except for a woman named Vivian McArthur.
I never heard of her when I was undercover there.
That doesn't surprise me.
We believe that Volkoff was purposely hiding her,
because she is his chosen successor.
Which means Vivian is Boris' next target.
Well, do we know anything about her?
The only connection
we have found between her and Volkoff
is a manor in Somerset, England.
There's a party there tonight.
It's a perfect time for Boris to attack.
You need to get to Vivian
before he does and bring her back to Castle.
Uh, quick question, uh, GB.
This party, is there a theme that we should dress towards?
EMCEE (over P.A.): Step right up!
The ringmaster has arrived.
I'll be taking you through this little journey this evening.
Step right up! Sarah, I gotta tell you,
masquerades really creep me out, okay?
It's like Eyes Wide Shut,
but, you know, not so boring.
Don't get me wrong, I'm a huge Kubrick fan. Chuck,
come on. It's just a bunch of socialites wearing masks.
Yeah, it could be that.
Or, it's a sex-crazed orgy party,
where they don't want you to see their faces,
or know their secrets.
No, no. I've been to those kinds of parties,
and it doesn't look anything like this.
What? What, what, what, what? Really?
Come on, Chuck, don't be ridiculous.
Look, we've got to find Vivian
before Boris does. You know what that means?
Time to mingle.
Good luck. Huh? No.
Don't you think we should stay together?
Wow.
Do I taste a hint of pear?
Elderflower liqueur with some muddled thyme.
WOMAN: You're an impressive bartender.
It's like you were born to do this, no?
WOMAN: Thanks for the drink.
She's right.
This is fantastic.
Well, it doesn't surprise me. I mean,
with Chuck being a full-blown agent now,
and he and Sarah always taking point.
Kind of leaves you stuck here, behind the bar.
I'm an integral part of this team.
Excuse me, barkeep.
Might I have an extra lime?
Ah, yes.
Thank you, dear.
And look who's talking.
You live in Charah's apartment.
That is our apartment, okay?
And Chuck and Sarah like having me there. We have a very...
special dynamic.
(with British accent): Good evening.
I am Charles Carmichael.
Of the Worcestershire Carmichaels.
Who might you be?
I'm a heart.
How darling.
Don't mind if I do. Cheers.
Hello. Enjoying the party?
I am now.
So how do you know Vivian?
We share a mutual friend.
Wake up, Grimes.
You live with an engaged couple.
It's like you're their kid.
What?! (splutters) That's ridiculous!
Yes, living with a couple has its hiccups, you know,
but things are actually really good at the apartment.
Yeah? Well, they won't be that way for long.
You gotta grow up sometime. Know what I'd do?
I'd go out on top before the situation gets worse.
(British accent): So, tell me,
do you know where to find Vivian?
Honestly, I don't even know what she looks like.
It's the first party she's ever thrown.
Interesting.
(gasping) H-hot!
Hot-hot-hot-hot!
Good show, good show! Hot!
Hot, but good. Very good! Ah!
Yes, some wine would do good. Mmm!
Please, help yourself.
(normal voice): I'm so sorry.
Was this yours? I can get you another one.
It's okay. I've probably had enough.
I can't stop thinking about that scene from Eyes Wide Shut.
Yes! Right?
And I like the idea of a theme party, but you put
these people behind masks
and it's just gets... ...creepy.
Yeah. And a little sexual.
Yeah. (laughs)
So, Vivian-- do you know where she is by any chance?
I haven't had the opportunity to say hello yet.
I'm sorry, I don't.
But if you do find her, please, be sure to let me know.
I'd like to thank her for this exquisite party.
So, how do you, uh, how do you know Vivian?
I don't think anyone really knows her.
And if this was her attempt to get to know the neighbors,
we can safely say that she's failed miserably.
Well, at least there's an open bar.
I mean, she got that much right.
Do you know where I can find...?
I found Boris.
Casey, Boris is here.
He's wearing a green mask.
We're on it. CASEY:
We need to find Vivian.
I think I may have just met her.
? ?
(horse splutters)
Shh. CHUCK: Vivian.
Vivian McArthur?
What are you doing here?
Whoa, what's going on?
Ms. McArthur, we know you're an associate of Alexei Volkoff.
Alexei Volkoff? What are you talking about?
We're CIA. You need to come with us.
We're here to protect you.
Protect me from what?
Get in the stable!
BORIS: Stop! Don't move!
Kill the others. Take her alive.
to lose these guys. Okay, we need
What's the best way out of here?
I don't know.
Okay, the house is back that way.
Casey, we're trapped in one of the stables. Copy that.
We're on our way.
Some things never change.
Come on, Grimes. Let's go.
Let's do this.
(coughs)
What the hell was that?
This can all end now!
Just give me the key, Vivian!
What is he talking about? What key?
Look, I don't know what's going on,
but I have nothing to do with Alexei Volkoff.
I haven't seen him in years.
Then why does he pay for the manor that you live in?
Because I'm his daughter.
Vivian, if you want to live, give me the key.
Look, can you please tell me
what this is all about?
Quick version: your father is an international arms dealer
and murderer and all-around bad guy, okay?
No, no, my father is an oil executive.
Okay, look, we'll explain it later.
I have an idea. Chuck, get ready to flash.
(gunshots)
MAN: Those are gunshots!
Sounds like there's gunfire outside!
They're trapped in the back stables! Come on!
What're you doing?
We're saving you.
No, we're saving you! Get in!
You two are amazing! You are the best spies in the world!
(tires squeal)
Good Lord!
What happened to you two?
You smell like vomit and Cheerios.
We had a baby.
We need help.
Follow me.
Luckily, we have a sleep-slash-baby aisle.
You need the new Sleep Sheep.
Look at this.
It says it can record mama's soothing voice for the baby.
So there you go.
(crying stops)
? ?
What is that?
I'm sorry, Jeff and Lester got their hands on one
of these Sleep Sheep and did some recording of their own.
Jeff has some strange nap habits.
I'll have them shut it off.
No, no, no. No. Thanks for your help.
That's exactly why I got myself snipped.
Babe, that song...
We need that.
Okay, I'll just go ask 'em for it.
Wait, wait, wait! What if they say no?
They can't say no.
We should take it.
Are you sure about this? Oh, yeah.
Good, 'cause I have a plan.
Eleanor Bartowski Woodcomb.
Hillary Rodham Clinton.
Oh, are we not playing that game?
We are not.
Sorry, I came in here to breast-feed.
somewhere else tohnurse. Maybe I could go
Perhaps the back room?
(whispers): We should follow her.
Well, I believe her.
Everything she says checks out.
I do, too.
It seems like she has no idea who her father actually is.
I think he lied to her her entire life.
Then why does Boris think she has this "key"?
MORGAN: I was wondering, is it possible
I could stay with you tonight?
No, no, it's fine. You know, it's just...
they didn't get to enjoy their Valentine's Day either,
and it's their apartment, too, you know?
Listen, I'll, I'll handle the paperwork again
if you guys take care of that.
Since you two got engaged,
Mr. Sensitivity might be feeling a little... irrelevant.
I'll go talk to him.
No, no, let me talk to Morgan.
You debrief Vivian. You know, if he feels like the third wheel,
maybe it's because the two of us
only ever hang out when you're around.
You know, Morgan and I could use
some one-on-one time.
It'll be fun!
Okay.
Have fun.
Let me ask you a question.
You and I don't usually do this kind of thing,
so I was just wondering
if there's a reason that you're here.
No! No, no...
I was just looking to...
hang.
Cool, cool. Let's hang.
(both chuckle)
Okay.
So, uh, I know you guys like having these toys around...
Toys?
Yeah. Maybe we can play with them.
Roar!
Bang! Bang!
(growling)
Uh, yeah, sorry, sorry.
No offense, please,
but these, um, they're not toys.
They're collectibles.
They're not for playing. Oh.
Chuck and I had to pool all our money together
to get these guys.
Original 1977 Kenner line.
I'm sorry. I didn't know.
They're really fun...
to look at.
The trick is
Chewie always goes on Han's right side.
Anyway, I've been arranging them this way since I was about 13,
if you can believe that.
They're toys! They're just toys, aren't they?!
No, no, they're collectibles. They're just toys!
It's different. They have...
value!
No, no, no. No, wait a minute.
Wait, you're not here to hang!
You're here 'cause I'm a third wheel! Casey was right!
Oh, my God! I play with toys! I live with a couple!
I am a child!
I'm like your child.
You guys are like my parents. Oh, my God!
No, Morgan, please, it's okay. Calm down. It's fine.
I mean, look at this. I can't...
I can't do this anymore.
I have to grow up.
I have to move out.
That's what I have to do.
I have to go.
So, my father,
he actually killed people?
Did you spend much time with the man?
Honestly? No.
He put me into more schools than I can count,
sent me on trips all over the world,
he made sure every minute of every day was occupied.
But he was never a part of my life.
Or, or, uh, he was trying to protect you
from the very dark and dangerous world that he was a part of.
Yeah, maybe.
And now you have a chance to do what you want.
Right.
Now I just have to figure out what that actually is.
I mean, after the party, I'm sure we can safely cross
being a socialite off the list.
I can't believe I still don't know
what to do with my life.
Can I not be a spy for a second?
Oh, please.
Okay.
You should have seen my life a few years ago.
I was working a dead-end job,
I was living with my sister,
and then something...
an opportunity,
just fell in my lap.
Afternoon, Colonel.
Paperwork, bartending,
any chance that your skills are being wasted here?
You were at the bar.
What are you doing in Castle?
Director Jane Bentley, NCS.
I was in England to observe.
You see, I'm not like Agents Bartowski or Walker,
even General Beckman.
I see your true potential.
You started working
for the NSA because you were America's best sharpshooter.
And now...
you're so much more than this, Colonel.
It seemed that your team doesn't need you anymore.
When are you finally going to accept that and move on?
Getting to a point?
I'm putting together a new team and I want you to lead them.
What's the directive?
You're curious. Good.
I'll be in touch.
CHUCK: I never expected this to be my life.
But here I am and--
I'm happy.
And if you give it some time,
I'm sure that
you can find that for you as well.
So what happens now?
Okay, well, now,
probably the best thing to do is get you into a CIA safe house.
I just told you I spent my entire life
being hidden away by my father.
This is serious, okay?
This is very, very serious business.
Boris has gone after your father
and is taking out everyone that was close to him.
He knows where you live.
Wait... Okay, so why don't we use that to our advantage?
What do you mean? Use me as bait.
No. This is the first
opportunity I've had to take control of my life.
I can't let it slip away.
Charles, I know
it's asking a lot, and I know that I'm a Volkoff--
Will you help me?
Please?
Yes.
Yes, I'll help you.
(both singing along with music)
ELLIE: Oh, my...
Oh, honey, I think I'm losing my mind.
I know.
I used to love this song.
Okay, it's been two hours.
If I turn it off, do you think Clara will stay asleep?
It couldn't hurt to try.
(music stops)
(both sighing)
(Clara fussing)
(crying)
Hey, it could be worse.
Really? Could it be?
Hey, we're doctors.
We've gone without sleep before.
We were born for this.
Okay, you're right.
(music resumes)
(crying stops)
? Ombasayo ? (playing over teddy bear):
(singing along): ? Ombasayo ?
? On the way ? On the way ?
? Babalee-say-bableeom ?
? Babalee-say-bableeom... ?
Hey... Morgan, Morgan buddy,
I got... I got to pack for the mission,
but Sarah called me and said you were moving out.
So I told her that was, of course, completely...
ridiculous.
MORGAN: No, she's right.
I'm doing it.
I'm gonna move out.
No, but see, that's totally ridiculous.
That's what I'm trying to say...
Morgan, look, I'm-I'm-I'm so sorry about
busting in on you and Alex on Valentine's Day
with the bearskin rug and the...
That's not the point. The point is, you had the living room
for 90 minutes. We had a deal, I broke it. I'm so sorry.
I am not moving out
because of what happened on Valentine's Day.
No, man, I'm--
I'm moving because it's just,
it's been a long time coming, you know.
Neither of us wants to admit it, but...
Admit-- admit what? What do you mean?
Chuck, do you realize--
you and Sarah are going to be married in a few months?
My friend-- married.
You guys should have your own place.
It's ridiculous.
You should have your own place.
And you know what, I have-- I have a serious girlfriend now.
Who, by the way, takes me seriously.
I just think it's time we both grow up.
We are grown up!
(chuckles) Come on.
Why wouldn't you want to live with your two best friends?
I'm happy. Aren't you happy? I'm happy.
Of course I'm happy. But you know what, we were both happy
when your father let us build a fort
in the attic and sleep there all summer.
That was a great summer.
That was a good time.
But things change, and uh...
It's not really a bad thing.
I think it's going to be okay.
Where you going to go?
I don't know.
I got to finish packing up,
and then I'm going to head out that door, dude,
and I'm just going to open myself up to the universe.
So, moving to your mom's?
Yeah, yeah.
Pretty much straight over.
(sighs)
Come on, this is okay. This is okay.
Bright side--
this is not going to be hard to split up, okay?
I've done most of it.
From what I can figure,
original super NES with Donkey Kong-- yours.
Right, sure.
And you'll be taking all the Hong Kong wire-fu
and Miyazaki flicks, I assume?
You know what happens when you assume.
You're usually correct.
Yeah.
I guess really all that's left
to take into consideration is our, uh...
Han Solo and Chewbacca original '77
Kenner line Collector's edition.
(sighs)
We went in on these together, buddy.
Sure did.
So we just each take one?
No, no. That's crazy talk.
We can't split 'em up.
You can't separate Han and Chewie.
Chewie's Han's first mate
and constant companion.
What up?
Plus, they're worth more--
(clearing throat) as a set, so...
So we should sell them.
Look, we don't need to decide right now.
We can sleep on it.
We can decide tomorrow. Totally.
You know, I've got a big mission ahead of me.
Right. Yeah, sure you do. And you know what,
I have so much more packing to do, and...
So I'll just-- I'll just--
I'll just sleep with him tonight in my room.
Not sleep with him.
I wouldn't sleep with him.
But he's going to be in my room, you know.
And you know, Chewie will just stay with me.
For the night, obviously.
Obviously, obviously.
Okay, then. Okay.
(sighs)
SARAH: Chuck, is everything okay?
Yeah, yeah. (clearing throat)
I was just resting-- stretching. I was stretching.
I find the wall to have... It's a lower lumbar thing.
So I'm fine, I'm good.
I'm sorry about Morgan.
It's fine. I'm fine. He's fine.
We're fine, so...
How's the...? (clearing throat)
How's the packing
for the mission going? You ready?
Yeah.
CASEY: Well, if we're going to use
Boris's knowledge of you to our advantage,
we're going to have to know the details.
Walk us through an average day.
We need to figure out when you're most vulnerable.
Odds are Boris is doing the exact same thing right now.
I wake up at 6:00.
I make breakfast...
Get dressed...
and then I take Artemis out for a morning walk.
Hello, Vivian.
How do I look?
You said the details are important, right?
Mm-hmm.
Here.
Wear this.
Are you okay?
Well, shouldn't I be the one
that goes into the woods? CHUCK: Absolutely not.
You should stay here with me, where it's safe.
Everything's going to be fine. Trust me,
Sarah's had years of training.
And Casey will be watching my every move.
I'm at the north gate.
If Boris attacks,
he'll do it here.
This is it.
Are you sure she'll be all right?
CHUCK: She always is.
(wind whistling)
Everything looks clear.
I've got a mile until the gate.
I'll be waiting.
It's time.
whoa.
(wood cracking)
Casey, something's wrong.
I'm coming to you.
(electronic whirring)
(horse whinnying)
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa!
Coming, Walker. CASEY:
Sarah?
What's happening? Casey, what's wrong?
Is everything okay? You stay inside.
You shouldn't be out here. It's too dangerous.
Where's Sarah? Casey, where are you?
60 seconds out.
Stay with Vivian. I'm on my way.
What do you think you're doing?
I'm not doing this anymore.
I'm not letting anyone die for me.
I have spent my whole life hiding, Charles.
It ends today.
All right, let's do this.
It's not Vivian.
Then kill her and find Vivian.
She's the only one who has what we want.
(rifle cocks)
Walker.
Walker? (groans)
SARAH: There's too many of them.
Go and get Chuck. okay? Shut up.
You know I'm not leaving you here.
Let's get you undercover.
The road's just up ahead. You okay back there?
Yeah-- yeah, yeah.
We got company.
I didn't spend ten years in equestrian school for nothing.
Hi-yah!
VIVIAN: Do you think we lost them?
I don't know.
I know. No, we haven't!
Hi-yah!
Go, Artemis, go.
CHUCK: They're gaining on us.
Come on, come on.
CHUCK: Listen, it's only
a matter of time till they catch us.
We're carrying too much weight.
Well, what do you suggest?
Plan B.
Don't stop for anything.
That was kind of cool.
Sarah, Casey,
where are you?
(groans)
(panting): Hey.
Sarah...
Where's Vivian?
Chuck, I've reached the stables.
We're on our way. Good. Stay there.
BORIS: Vivian.
What do you know, Alexei Volkoff has a daughter.
Must have taken
a lot of work for them to keep you under wraps.
Now just give me the key and I'll make it painless,
I promise.
My father never gave me any key.
Yes, sweetheart, he did.
When you were young.
A token of his affection.
Think hard, Vivian.
Where is it?
I don't know. None of this makes any sense.
My father-- he didn't want me to be involved in any of this.
Really? You were skeet shooting at age seven,
had your black belt at 13
and by the time you graduated from the London School of Economics,
you were fluent in five languages.
Your whole life your father's been grooming you.
You are his succession plan.
But he was wrong about you.
See, he couldn't recognize
what you really are--
an indecisive, weak
little girl.
(whinnying)
Boris would have killed you.
CHUCK: But now he's gone.
And the rest of the lieutenants are dead.
There's no one left to put the pieces of Volkoff Industries back together.
What happens to it now?
Without a leader, your father's empire
is just an empty office building in Moscow.
CHUCK: Uh, Vivian, did Boris tell you anything about the key?
What he was looking for?
No, he didn't.
Sorry.
CASEY: Time to go.
You sure you'll be all right?
Yeah. I can't thank you enough.
For your advice, everything, Charles.
I think it's time I figured out what to do with the rest of my life.
Well, I'm sure you'll think of something.
Bye.
So this is, uh...
This is it, huh?
(sighs) Yeah.
Yeah, this is it.
Buddy, I know you're committed to moving out,
and I get it, but I can't tell you enough
how much Sarah and I love you.
And love having you here.
I love being here.
It would be easy to leave if things sucked, or you know...
And I need to grow up.
Maybe that means leaving behind something that's great, too.
The end of an era.
It is indeed.
Obviously, we'll still have game night, though.
Every Monday.
So what's going to happen with Han and Chewie, huh?
Where are they? Did you sell them already?
Well, I mean,
Chewie's Han's first mate
and constant companion.
It just didn't seem right to separate them.
More importantly, I thought they should stay in the family.
You moved her into the nursery?
You think she's ready for that?
Honey, she's three months old.
It's time for Clara to be in her own room.
Besides, she's not alone in there.
Which means, uh, we can be all alone.
I am way ahead of you.
I already have our outfits laid out and ready to go.
I've been waiting for this since Clara was born.
CASEY: I want you to let you know, I'm not leaving my team.
What I have here is good.
Of course it is, but you've been here for four years.
Longer than any other assignment you've had.
These people mean a lot to you.
For God's sake, you saved Agent Walker's life today.
But you're not going to spend the rest of your career with this team, and you know it.
Sooner or later,
you're going to have to move on, Colonel.
Why not today, when you can go out on top?
I'm not leaving Burbank.
You won't have to.
The mission's right here.
Huh.
(elevator bell dings)
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(mechanical whirring)
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