02x17 - Chuck Versus the Predator

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Chuck: Okay, I have to say this.

We should never do that again.

Casey: Mission's over, Chuck.

Plan went just fine.

Chuck: Yeah, except that your plan necessitated that we do actual plumbing.

And, for the record, none of us knows how to actually plumb.

We're going to burn these jumpsuits, right?

Sarah: I second Chuck's motion.

No more plumbing on future missions.

Casey: What, are you going soft, Walker, huh?

It doesn't matter.

Beckman got the intel she wanted.

Bunch of nancies. Ew.

Sarah: You need to change at Casey's?

Chuck: Huh? Oh, no, thanks.

Actually, Ellie and Awesome are out of town looking for a wedding site.

So I'm good to shower a couple hundred times.

Sarah: Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow?

Chuck: Sarah, have you heard anything from Beckman about Orion?

Sarah: Uh, not yet.

These things take time.

Chuck: Gotcha. Okay.

She gets how important it is, though, right?

I mean, you know, if we could find Orion, then maybe I can get all these secrets out of my head, and go back to my old life.

Sarah: She gets it, Chuck.

We all do.

Chuck: You want that, too, right?

Sarah: Of course I do, Chuck.

Of course.

I mean, you deserve that.

Chuck; Great.

That's-That's great.

I mean, I've only seen that little bit of Beckman's office behind her chair, but I can only imagine she's got a whole cr*ck squad of brilliant analysts working hard trying to find Orion in the next room.

Sarah: Chuck, leave the search for Orion up to the team of brilliant analysts.

You need to get some sleep.

Chuck: Why are you on?

All clear.

Vincent Smith: Alert FULCRUM-- Orion's gone.

Ice.

He was just here.

Let's go.

Get the computer.

Agent: Incoming! Take cover!

Down, down! Get down!

Chuck: ... ? When did this happen?

Lester: During the night.

Look on the bright side.

We don't have to buy TP for, like, years.

Jeff: Why start now?

Morgan: Oh, no. They defiled our home here.

This is our castle.

Why would someone do this?

Who could do this?

Finally!

Someone tried to clean up this store.

Morgan: Barclay.

Barclay: Assistant Manager Barclay. Beverly Hills Branch.

Or, for you, "sir. "

Lester: I should have brought my resume.

Ouch.

Chuck: So, Bar-clay, you guys did this, huh?

Barclay: Clever trick, Bartowski.

We admit nothing.

Although, we are in Burbank.

That should be a crime.

I know, I know.

Chuck: Okay, Sir Barclay, hypothetically speaking, why would someone like yourself and your incredibly colorful and well-coordinated team do this to our store?

Big mike: I know why.

Barclay; Hello, Michael.

Emmett.

Emmett: Barclay.

Mike: You see, Barclay here is upset that we're getting the new Roark Instruments laptop before they do.

Lester: We're getting the R7 gaming laptop first?

No one has even seen it yet.

Mike: Bet your britches.

Barclay: We're the flagship store.

We should get those computers.

Big mike: Flagship of my ass.

Now get out of here, Barclay.

You think Morgan over there is tough?

Wait till you see this guy.

Emmett: How was that, Michael?

Mike: We got to work on that growl.

Chuck: Uh, sir, what are we going to do?

Morgan: I tell you what we could do.

We could assemble a counterstrike.

All right, all I need is a couple kegs of Silly String, and maybe...

Big mike: No retaliations.

Calm and collected.

That's the Buy More way.

Now, clean this place up!

Chuck: Huh.

You feeling okay, computer?

Ah. Ha, ha, ha.

Yeah, okay. Who's doing this?

Your cleverness has been noted.

Why are we meeting?

You can hear me?

What? Hello?

Hello?

Sarah: Hey, Chuck!

Chuck: Hi. Hi. Hi, Sarah.

Sarah: What was it?

Chuck; Um...

There's something that I should probably tell you.

Beckman; What? What did you say?

Chuck: I found him.

I found Orion.

Or, actually, he found me about ten minutes ago in the Buy More.

He tapped into one of the Nerd Herd computers using, I might add, a very cool kind of hack.

Beckman; Chuck.

How is that possible?

Chuck: I-I... It probably has something to do with my search.

Casey: Your what?

Sarah: Chuck put together everything he knew about FULCRUM and Orion, and then he built an automated Web search.

Chuck: I think I hit one of his security nets.

Casey: That's not how this works, Bartowski.

You don't conduct your own operations.

Beckman: What did he say?

Orion.

Chuck; Well, he knows I'm the Intersect.

And he's going to send me a computer.

Beckman: Where's the computer going?

Chuck: To me.

I-I think.

I don't... We didn't really nail down the details.

Beckman; I want that computer under lock and key.

Orion's computers are nextgen, capable of overriding m*llitary defenses, even hijacking computerized weaponry.

God help us if it falls into the wrong hands.

Delivery for Charles I. Bartowski.

Lester: What is it?

Says electronics. A computer?

The Roark 7.

Lester: Take that, Beverly Hills.

I'm Chuck.

You just leave it with me.

Thanks.

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Chuck: Nothing. Orion hasn't delivered the computer yet.

Do you think he's going to bring it personally?

Sarah: No, he's going to stay away for now.

Chuck: Got it. Cool. So we wait.

Sarah: Why didn't you tell me?

Chuck: Um...

Sarah: Chuck, your search for Orion was a rogue operation.

Do you know how dangerous that is?

Very.

Chuck: And I didn't tell you.

Sarah: And you didn't tell me.

Chuck; Okay, you're right.

Completely and totally right.

But, Sarah, I want to get this thing out of my head so I can go back to my old life and have a chance at a real relationship.

Do you really think the NSA and the CIA are going to be cool with that?

Sarah: You should have trusted me.

Morgan: Dude, what am I doing here?

Lester: Come on.

It's in Jeff's office.

Morgan; Wait. No, no, no. Jeff's office?

Lester: Don't worry. You got to see this.

Morgan: No, you don't understand. I don't want to go into Jeff's office. It makes me feel... uncomfortable.

I know. Morgan, it's that good.

Jeff: Come on in.

Oh, it's on.

Long time no see, Morgan.

Morgan: Okay, I'm leaving.

Lester: Wait.

Look at this.

Morgan: What is it?

Lester: It's like nothing I've ever seen before.

Liquid cooled, titanium housing, over-clocked processor.

Gentlemen, this is a work of art.

Jeff: It's the Roark 7.

We're trying it out before we give it to Big Mike.

You're here in case we get caught.

Lester: Yeah, we figure Big Mike won't come down too hard on his boy.

Morgan: Thanks.

Lester: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, close it, close it.

Big Mike will know that we turned it on.

Morgan: No, just say you can't identify.

Lester: Should I?

Morgan; Yeah.

Uh, yeah, you better believe it.

Jeff: It's a simulator game.

Who should we target?

Buy More.

Casey: Orion has taken control of a Predator drone based out of Edwards.

Signal matches one he used in Hong Kong.

Drone was on an armed targeting run.

Sarah: Is there a target?

Chuck: Please don't say Buy More.

Casey: Orion sent you a computer all right.

It's inside a Predator drone targeted to k*ll you.

How thoughtful.

Chuck: Why would he... There's no time.

We got to get everybody out of the store.

Fire alarm.

Sarah: Okay, Chuck, you stay here and monitor the drone.

Jeff: My first impression, boredom.

Feels like we're flying an actual Predator.

I give it three stars.

Lester: Three stars? You're a cretin.

The details are incredible. The graphics processor must be running on... Hold on a second.

Morgan; Why are we trying to blow up our own store here?

Shouldn't we be targeting a certain Beverly Hills location?

Chuck: Guys, guys, wait.

The drone is changing direction.

Sarah: Where's it heading?

Chuck; Telemetry puts it at the corner of Wilshire and Doheny.

Casey: That's the Beverly Hills Buy More.

Sarah: Why would Orion target another store?

Chuck: He wouldn't.

But I know who would.

Look for Morgan.

I'm on my way.

Morgan, call me as soon as you get this. Don't think, just hit the callback button right now.

Casey; No sign of Morgan, Jeff or Lester.

Those morons have the computer, don't they?

Which one dies first?

Chuck; Look, just go-go-go check the loading dock, and I'll look somewhere else. Go, now!

Morgan: Hold on a second, guys.

It's Chuck again.

Lester: Don't answer it; he's after my computer.

Morgan: Yeah, but he's called twice; he never does that.

It could be an emergency.

Why he'd call me, I have no idea.

Lester: No! Morgan, no.

Morgan: Hey, Chuck.

Chuck: Hey, hey. Where are you?

Morgan: Uh, with Lester in Jeff's office.

It's actually very nice.

Chuck: Morgan, you have to listen to me.

You have to stop playing with that computer right now.

Morgan: Uh, why, Chuck?

Chuck: Buddy, just trust me and do it!

Morgan: Yeah, sure, Chuck.

We are almost at Beverly Hills.

Morgan: Time to pull the plug, all right? Jig is up.

Jeff stop him. Yes!

Really?

Chuck is our leader!

No, he is your leader for some weird reason!

Lester: Ah! You hurt me!

Give it to me, Lester!

Lester: No, no, no!

Chuck, you stop!

You stop right there!

Ow!

That really hurt.

Casey: I want just one of them!

Sarah: No.

Chuck: Sarah, you're in the little boys' room.

Sarah; Oh.

Big mike: What the living heck is going on here?

Is that it?

Is that the Roark 7?

Chuck: No, uh, actually, this is...

Morgan: Yes it is, sir.

We wanted to take a closer look at it. I figured it'd be okay.

It's my fault. Crazy me.

Big mike: Nobody touches this computer until it goes on display tomorrow.

We are being watched, people!

We can't screw this up!

Calm and collected.

Calm and collected.

Hmm.

Such ne'er-do-wells we have here.

Emmett, I want you to stand guard tonight.

Nobody gets close to this laptop, got it?

Emmett: Affirmative, Michael.

Big mike: Barclay and the Beverly Hills boys will be gunning for it.

Lester: I want that computer back, Jeffrey.

It's calling me, and I must have it.

Jeff; An after-hours job.

No problem.

Chuck: So I guess we know what our mission is: rob the Buy More.

Casey: Tonight, after the store closes.

Sarah: At least nobody else knows it's here.

Welcome, Vincent.

It's good to see you survived the Hong Kong incident.

Vincent: We found Orion.

Picked up a signal matching the computer he used in Hong Kong.

It originated from a retail store in Burbank, California.

Is it a Buy More store?

Vincent: Yes, it is.

Would you like me to pick something up for you?

FULCRUM has lost operatives there.

We believe it's a CIA substation.

The risk is too great for an operation.

Vincent: Sir, madam, you know me.

I can't let this go.

If I don't have your support, I'll do it myself.

Then proceed, Vincent.

We appreciate your initiative.

Emmett: It was a lawless town, Shane, Marshal Dillon, Clint Eastwood.

Little girls in comparison to Milbarge.

Rah!

Oh, God.

Chuck: Okay, what's the plan?

Casey: You got us into this mess, why don't you come up with the plan for once.

Chuck: Okay. All right.

You two distract Emmett with your super spy skills while I go hit Big Mike's office.

He keeps the combination of the safe in his desk.

Casey: Keeps the combination in his office?

Chuck: It's a Buy More, Casey. Relax.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

There are no g*ns in my plan.

Okay? As annoying as Emmett is, you cannot sh**t, tranq, or karate chop him in any way.

Sarah: You put him in charge.

Casey: All right.

Chuck: Let's go.

Emmett: Hello?

Ooh, that better not be a rat.

I'm hearing things.

Just like Fresno.

Just like Fresno.

Lester:,He's gonna find us. We're gonna get fired.

I'll be turning tricks again by the end of the week.

Jeff: I can throw my voice.

Lester: A diversion, good idea. Go, go, go.

Jeff: Caw-caw.

Emmett: Oh, my God, what was that?

Lester: Did... did you throw your voice?

Jeff: I think.

Emmett; Seven hours to go.

Chuck; I almost got it, Casey.

I'm in the office.

Lester: Hey, way to go, Jeffrey.

So throwing your voice really turned out great, didn't it?

Huh? What other tricks do you know?

When you saw a woman in half, do you actually saw her in half?

Jeff: Listen, I thought I lost you.

I'm scared, man.

I think I wet my pants.

Just a little.

Chuck: Ha.

Ha. What are the chances?

Two burglars robbing the same place?

What a funny coincidence.

Vincent: Hilarious.

Give me the computer.

Jeff: We got to get out of here.

Lester, come on.

Let's go. Oh.

Lester: I've tried to help you over the years, Jefferson.

I've drowned myself trying to help you.

But you're a moron.

In the end, that's what you are.

You're a Buy Moron.

Do you get that?

Do you?

Jeff;Lester.

Lester: Hang on a sec, Jeff, I just got to...

Hi.

Who are you?

Run! Run! Run!

Run! Run! Run! Run!

Die, intruders!

Die!

Mother! Mother!

Mother? ! Mother? !

Emmett: That's right.

Nobody messes with this Buy More.

Nobody.

You want to mess with me and my store?

Well, bring it on, b*tches!

Casey: That felt good.

Casey!

Casey: Huh?

I had to that.

Guys.

Vincent: You get one chance.

Drop your g*ns.

Chuck: Um, sir, they don't have any g*ns.

I personally put this mission together, and I forbade them from packing.

Why would you do that?

Chuck: I don't know.

I just, you know--

I think that g*ns make things too easy, and I like my spies to be tough.

Look, you're not gonna sh**t anyone, right?

Vincent: It would be unprofessional not to.

Chuck: You had a g*n? !

Casey: I always have a g*n.

Sarah: Don't you dare move.

Chuck: Guys...

I-I really didn't need to see that.

Big mike: Oh, sweet Bolonia.

Who's your Big Mike? Who's your Big Mike?

I'm busy, Emmett. What? !

Okay, be right there.

Morgan! Wake up!

We got trouble at the store!

Beverly Hills made their move!

Morgan: Oh, thank God.

Sarah: I contacted Langley.

They'll send a team to dispose of the body tomorrow.

Chuck: Guys, I don't understand.

That was supposed to be the easiest mission ever.

How did a FULCRUM agent show up?

Sarah: How did he know the computer was there?

Casey: Who else knows about it?

Chuck: All right, well, we got plenty of scary questions, now let's get some answers.

Beckman: Don't touch that computer.

Chuck: Why?

Beckman: You weren't contacted by Orion.

Chuck: Uh, what?

Wait, wait. He knew that I was the Intersect.

Who else could possibly know that?

Beckman: FULCRUM.

My analysts believe you walked into a FULCRUM trap.

Chuck: Are you certain?

I didn't think...

Beckman; No, you didn't think. None of you did.

And you put this entire operation in jeopardy.

Chuck: But, General, if it's Orion, this laptop is the only way for us to contact him.

Major. If I could just...

Beckman; We can't take that risk.

My NSA technicians will inspect the computer.

Chuck: Sarah, please.

Sarah: I'm-I'm sorry, Chuck.

Orders.

Chuck: General, we don't have time to send this computer off to Washington and wait.

If this really is Orion, he may not contact us again.

Beckman: You're right, we don't have time.

That's why I'm taking over this operation directly.

I'll be on site within the hour.

Chuck: What? You're coming here?

Beckman: Hopefully I won't have to shut down Operation Bartowski because of one foolish mistake, but if FULCRUM knows who you really are, pack your bags, Chuck.

You're leaving with me.

Tell your family and friends...

Tell them nothing.

Chuck: General, I implore you.

Don't use "implore. "

Only use words that you actually use.

Here's why I think that Orion is legit.

I don't say "legit. "

Sarah: Chuck.

Chuck; Is Beckman here?

Sarah: Uh, she's on her way.

Okay. What about the computer?

Casey: It's inside Castle.

Beckman has a containment unit en route to move it out.

Chuck: Guys, look, I am certain that Orion is not FULCRUM, okay?

This is the real guy.

If I could just get five to 45 minutes with her, I could convince the General.

Sarah: No, she doesn't want to see you.

Please just wait in your room.

Secure the perimeter.

Chuck; I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my search, but...

Sarah: It's okay. I'll explain it to her.

Now, go.

All clear.

Beckman: Is the asset secure?

Casey: Yes, ma'am.

Emmett: It was a highly professional team, Michael.

There must have been 30...

40 of them.

They stormed the store.

And they took the new laptop.

Morgan: What do you think? Barclay?

Whoever did this broke some serious laws here, boss.

Big mike: It's Barclay, all right.

I can smell him all over this.

Lester: Hey! We came as soon as we heard.

Big mike: Heard what? Nobody called you.

Lester: Mm-hmm. Correct.

Bingo. Yeah, no, they closed the tap at Benny's, saw the commotion, wanted to see what was going on.

Emmett: I'm calling the police.

Big mike: Put that phone down.

Oh, God.

Morgan: We can't let them get away with this.

Okay, we can't be calm and collected this time.

Let me see it.

Mm-hmm.

No, Morgan.

We will remain calm and collected.

We will be calm and collected when we go to Beverly Hills tonight and we will be calm and collected when I use my manager's code to get into the store.

And then we will be calm and collected when we burn that mother loving store to the ground.

Morgan: Sir, what exactly are we doing here?

Big Mike: Payback.

Morgan; I see.

Does payback involve illegal activities?

Big mike: Damn well better.

Chuck: Hello, this is Chuck speaking.

Distorted voice: Hello, Chuck.

Where's my computer?

Chuck: Orion... Orion?

Um... uh, unfortunately, your computer is currently locked up in a top secret government facility.

You have to get it.

Chuck: I can't.

My handlers think that you're FULCRUM, and to be perfectly honest, I'm on the fence myself.

Distorted voice: I'm not FULCRUM.

Chuck: Thanks.

Thanks, I'm glad we cleared that up, but how can I be certain?

Distorted voice: Look at your computer.

Chuck; How did you know that was in the Intersect?

Distorted voice: I put it there.

A long time ago.

Chuck: You really are Orion.

Beckman: Wake up, Casey.

The '80s are over.

I lied to Chuck earlier.

He's done what no one else could do.

He found him.

Chuck found Orion.

Sarah: General, why lie to him?

Orion is extremely important to this project and to Chuck.

Beckman Important?

Don't think for a second that you can tell me what is important, Agent Walker.

I've had an army of analysts and spies hunting for Orion since before you were in a training bra.

After the first Cipher was completed, Orion purged his personal records and disappeared.

We've been looking for him ever since.

So has FULCRUM.

Neither of us has been able to lay a hand on him.

Until now.

Until Bartowski.

Distorted voice: You need to go.

Chuck: No, look, I have to tell Sarah and Casey what you just did.

It's proof that you're Orion.

And, on another note, I've got a small convention of agents gathered in my courtyard, and my team is in a high-level meeting.

You can't trust them.

Chuck: Who, Sarah and Casey?

They save my life on a regular basis.

Go to your computer.

Casey: So, we're dealing with the real Orion.

How dangerous is he?

Beckman: When FULCRUM made a move on him in Hong Kong, he nearly destroyed an entire building with a stolen Predator.

Chuck; Wow.

Beckman is tiny.

Sarah; General, what if Orion can help Chuck remove the Intersect, erase it from his mind?

Chuck: Yeah, yeah.

Good question, Sarah.

Beckman: That's exactly what I don't want.

Chuck Bartowski is absolutely vital to national security.

He can never meet Orion.

Do you understand that, Agent Walker?

Sarah: Uh... yes.

Beckman: What?

Chuck: Sarah, no.

Sarah: Yes, I understand.

Orion: You have 40 seconds to exit.

Their surveillance is down.

Chuck: What about the agents?

Orion: Leave the watch.

Go now.

Chuck: What's happening?

Uh... that's good.

Who did you think I was?

Orion: I'm sorry, I had to make certain this wasn't a trap.

Chuck: Orion.

Hello, Chuck.

It's good to finally see you face-to-face.

Chuck: Yeah.

Yeah, same here.

Can I... can I ask you a question?

Orion: Of course.

Chuck: The Intersect that's in my head right now...

Orion: You want to get it out, don't you?

Chuck: Yes, yes, I very much do.

We need to meet first.

Chuck: Okay, yeah, yeah.

My calendar is pretty wide open.

When can we meet tonight?

Chuck: Tonight?

Orion: I'm in Los Angeles.

We have much to discuss-- meet me here in an hour.

Orion out.

Chuck: Okay.

Chuck out.

Vincent: Don't scream.

I have a splitting headache.

Chuck: Oh, oh, oh.

You're... you're not dead.

Vincent: A modified poison extracted from blowfish.

FULCRUM agents are taught to survive its near-death state.

Chuck: That sounds like a fun class.

Vincent: Not really.

Now...

I need you to do exactly as I say.

Stand up.

Chuck: Stand up... I'm standing.

Oh, oh, oh!

Sorry, sorry.

Let's go.

Beckman: I don't care what Bartowski thinks he wants.

I want Orion.

Sarah: General.

Beckman; What is it, Walker?

Sarah: I need to say something.

Chuck Bartowski has risked his life for this country.

But he's not a spy, and he knows it.

Beckman: He's a spy until I say he isn't.

Sarah: General, Chuck knows that Orion is out there, and he is not going to just sit in his room and do what we say.

He...

Casey; What is it?

Sarah; Where is Chuck?

Casey: The watch has him in his room.

Sarah: No, this is Chuck we're talking about.

He would have come up with some excuse to come in here and meet the general in person.

Beckman: What?

Sarah: Check his room.

Casey: Walker's right.

Chuck's a social butterfly by nature.

Checking the Castle.

Sarah: No, wait, wait, wait, run the tape back.

There's got to be something else.

Big mike: Okay.

I shut off the security cameras.

We're clear.

Emmett: My God.

It's beautiful.

Oh, it's so clean and fresh, like...

Jeff: Douches.

Emmett: Oh, my God.

Morgan: Oh, hey.

You know what we'll do?

We'll draw little funny faces on them.

How about that?

Big mike: Nope.

Jeff: What's that?

Mike: My fiddle.

Jeff: We're going to play music?

Oh, yeah.

Morgan: No, no, hold on a second.

Wait, wait, wait... uh, stand by here, everybody.

Can I have a moment of your time?

If we could just, uh, talk about what's about to happen here, okay, and see what emotions start bubbling up, and... talk.

You and I will talk.

We'll just talk it out.

This isn't you, sir.

Big mike: They hit one of my men.

Morgan: Then, let Emmett have the bat, all right?

Let him take his revenge out on the store.

Lester: That... that sounds vaguely sane.

Emmett: Here.

I can be destructive.

Oh.

All right! So...

What to hit first?

Ah!

How about that?

All right, one more time.

With feeling.

Oh, God.

Big mike: Okay, team...

We should run now.

Lester: Viva la Buy More!

Burbank style!

Vincent; How long have you known Orion?

Chuck: I don't really know him.

Vincent; You're CIA, right?

Chuck:Sure.

Name's Carmichael.

Vincent: I've heard of you.

Orion was coming out of the cold for you.

That's excellent work.

I've been after him for three years.

What's your secret?

Someone's approaching from the east.

Vincent: I need you to stand by the window so Orion can see you.

Tell him it's safe.

Tell him it's safe.

Chuck: Yeah, it's safe.

Vincent: Take him!

Take him to the roof. Chopper's on the way.

On behalf of FULCRUM, I'd like to thank you, Agent Carmichael.

I wish I could give you a proper reward.

But, fortunately, I have to sh**t you.

Chuck; It would be unprofessional not to.

Chopper is here.

Move out now. Now!

Chuck: No, no, they have Orion!

They're gonna take him to the roof!

Sarah: No, we're not...

Chuck: I can save him!

Sarah: Chuck!

Chuck: He’s my last chance Sarah!

No!

Sarah; What does that mean?

Chuck: I don't know.

Casey: Yes, General, I read you.

We have to get outta here.

A Predator's heading toward us.

Chuck: He's trying to take himself out.

Sarah: Chuck, we have to go now.

Chuck: No, no, I can do this.

I can reprogram the Predator.

Come on!

Casey: We are leaving, Chuck.

Chuck: No! No, no, no, I have to do this.

He can't die!

Sarah: Chuck, you can't save him.

Okay, you can't fix this one.

Beckman: It's better that Orion didn't fall into FULCRUM's hands.

He knew what they would do to him.

He knew what they would gain.

Chuck: General, you don't want the Intersect out of my head, do you?

Beckman: No, I don't.

Sarah; Ma'am, Chuck has done everything that we've asked of him.

Beckman: Agent Walker, you want to protect him.

But playtime is over.

Chuck, I hesitate to say this.

Chuck: Please, please, hesitate.

Beckman: We are in the midst of a secret w*r with FULCRUM.

And I believe the outcome of this fight will rest squarely on your shoulders.

Casey: Oy.

Chuck: No, listen to the man.

He's right.

I'm no spy.

Beckman; Do you know how many agents I've lost to FULCRUM?

How powerful they are?

Only this operation, only you have found a hole in their armor.

See, I can't lose you, Chuck.

I need you.

It's time for you to become a spy.

Emmett: Yes!

Yes!

Big Mike: Love the smell of Burbank in the morning!

Smells like victory!

Barclay: Hey!

We know what you did.

Big mike: Well, do you now?

Barclay: You went too far, Michael.

I'm calling the cops.

Big mike: No, you won't.

It ain't the Buy More way.

Barclay: What?

Big mike: You know the rules.

They cut their prices by 10%, we cut ours 15.

They give away toasters, we give away microwaves.

They put their hands on one of ours, we find their assistant manager and...

You get the picture, don't you?

Barclay: We're leaving.

But speaking for my store and the city of Beverly Hills as a whole, we do not approve of your methods.

Morgan: Well, you're not from Burbank.

Big mike: Hah!

Thanks for stopping me back there.

The store doesn't need any more trouble than it's already got.

Morgan: What is it, sir?

Big mike: Rumors mostly.

There's been some talk about a store in the area closing.

People being fired-- Times are tough.

Morgan: Sure, yeah.

We can't let that happen.

Big mike: Don't worry, son.

We won't.

Orion: If you're watching this, Chuck, it means something happened to me.

Probably something not so nice.

Well, I hope we were able to meet, I hope I was able to tell you my real name.

The cards you're looking at are the schematics for the new Intersect.

I stole them from FULCRUM.

Show them to no one, but study them.

You will need to understand that computer if you want to get the Intersect out of your head.

And yes, it's possible.

If you can find FULCRUM's Intersect, if you can get inside, you could get your old life back.

Good-bye, Chuck.

This disk will self destruct in five seconds.

Always wanted to say that.


Chuck: She's wrong, you know.

I'm not a spy.

Sarah: Look, Beckman is a soldier and she see things in black and white.

But she is right about one thing.

We're in the middle of a fight with FULCRUM.

Chuck: Yeah, uh...

I get that, I do.

But this is not my future.

This is what I'm doing right now.

But I will get my life back.

Sarah: Yeah, of course you will, Chuck.

We're still a good team, right?

You still trust us?

Chuck: I trust you.

Of course I do.

Sarah: I'm on your side, Chuck.

Chuck; I know.

Sarah: Well, I-I better go.

Chuck: Yeah.

Yeah, I'm, uh, I'm a little b*at.

Sarah; Okay.

Beckman: Is Walker on board with this mission, Major Casey?

Casey: Yes, ma'am, 100%.

Beckman: You have no reservations about how she feels toward the asset?

Casey: No, ma'am.

Beckman: I want everything you have on her and Bartowski.

Video surveillance and your unedited report.

Casey: Don't you trust me?

Beckman: I don't trust anybody.