Chuck (2007–2012): Season 3, Episode 14 - Chuck Versus the Honeymooners - full transcript

Hi. I'm Chuck.
Here's a few things

that you might need to know.

This is General Beckman
of the NSA.

I am calling to say...

That you are officially a member
of Operation Bartowski.

I think we're gonna need
a few more days in Paris.

No. I want you back ASAP.

Bon soir, Madame.

Compartment service.
So sorry to bother you...

Right. I'll take
it from here.

Thank you.
But wait. Uh,



wouldn't you prefer
for me to carve?

I'm pretty good
with knives. Ah.

Will there be anything else?

Actually. You know what?

I think we have
everything we need. Ah.

Very good, monsieur.

Merci.
Bon soir.

Good afternoon
yet again, monsieur.

Merci.

You do know, we have
a full dining car

at the rear of the train.

Yes. Uh, we're just...

We quite like it in here.

Uh-uh.
So...



Hey.

So you really

don't have a favorite band?

I don't...
I can't...

Everybody's got
a favorite band.

What's your favorite live show?
We'll start there.

Music has not been
at the top of my list.

Oh, is that right? Oh.

Is that so?

Well, okay, music.

Something that we can work on.

Although, that would require us
leaving this compartment,

and I'm not sure
how I feel about that.

No.
I...

Beckman expected us
back in Burbank today.

So did Ellie and
Casey and Devon.

We can't just run
away like this.

Why not?

Chuck...

Casey's been reinstated,

Ellie and Awesome
are going to Africa.

Everyone else is moving forward
with their life.

Sarah, for the first time
since I've known you,

nothing is holding us back.

And if Beckman finds out,
she could stop all of this, us.

I can't risk that. I won't.

You're right.

I can't go back to
how it was before.

Before this, before you.

We should do what I should
have done in Prague.

We should run.

But, Chuck,
is that what you really want?

I want you.

Sarah Walker, do you agree
to quit the spy life with me?

I do.

Chuck Bartowski, do you agree
to quit the spy life with me?

I do.

Agents Walker and Bartowski

haven't checked in
since the Shaw incident.

They were to report back here
at 0800 today.

As far as the U.S. government
is concerned, they're AWOL.

Well, we'll need access
to Interpol sat imaging.

Our uplink's...

We've been down that path,
Colonel.

I'm coming to you because
you have access to...

A unique resource.

The Intersect and Mr. Grimes

have an oddly
codependent relationship.

I need to know
if they're in communication.

Use him to find Chuck.

Devon, what are these?

Babe,

this didn't happen by accident.

Okay, well, they're not

coming with us to Africa.

Don't worry, babe.

I'm sure Chuck will be
at our going-away party.

It's fine.

It's fine. If he shows up,
he shows up.

If he doesn't...

You know, I'm sure
whatever he's doing

at Buy More Corporate
is very important.

Well, I see

you finally made it out
of your compartment,

Mr. and Mrs...

Charles Carmi... Charles.

Charles Charles is the name.

We are the Charles.

Charles-ezez.

We-We're on our honeymoon.

Huh.

Mrs. Charles.

Ah. Enchanté.

Enjoy.

Merci.
Merci.

I- I... I blew that cover story,
didn't I?

I think the honeymoon bit
might have been too much.

Was it? It probably was.

I should have just said
we were dating exclusively.

I mean,
that's a fair assumption, right?

Chuck, we're running away
together.

Man, pastries for breakfast
every morning.

Europe is genius.

Of course you're probably used
to this stuff, right?

Well, I may have a lot of stamps
in my passport, but I think

this is the first time that
I'm actually seeing the place.

Well, where do we begin?

We can go anywhere,
be anyone, do anything.

Well, we could go skiing
in the Alps.

I don't know.
Could be painful.

Although, we could also catch
a bunch of great concerts.

That could be fun.

And, uh, if we get tired
of Europe, there is

always...

Canada.

No matter where we go
or what we do...

As long as we're together,
right?

Raspberry and chocolate chips.

Charge this to
room 47B, please.

To not being spies.

Casey, I'm telling you, I
haven't heard from Chuck,

and he hasn't updated his
Facebook status in over a week.

Which I can only assume means,
well, that he's prob...

Probably something
pretty important, right?

Let's cut the man some slack.

He's got the world's
fate resting in his hands.

Oh, I'd say he's got something
else resting in his hands.

What do you mean?

Chuck's off-grid with Walker.
Do the math, Grimes.

He's going to need a walker
when Walker's through with him.

They're having
intercourse, idiot.

Oh. Oh. Got you.
Say no more.

Ah.
Good for Chuck.

Well, shouldn't be
too hard to find then.

And yes, I will assist you.

I happen to be

the Intersect of
Chuck, so... Oh. Hey.

You seen Chuck? I was just
going to ask you the same thing.

So, where's Chuck?

You are on
a need-to-know basis.

Dude.

Well, good thing
you came to me,

as I have been tasked
to bring him back, so...

Back? Back?
Back from where?

Well, probably better
you don't know.

Whatever. But you know
the going-away party

I'm having for me
and Ellie tomorrow night?

Yes, sure.

No matter what she says,
it will kill her

if Chuck's not there to say
good-bye, so make it happen.

Somebody say Bat Mitzvah?

Hey.

No. Party.

You know, there's a lengthy
Hebrew translation

I'm not gonna get into,

but in the olden days,
Bat Mitzvah meant,

"party hard

'cause your daughter's
almost ripe for plucking."

Oh.

Oh, my.

I miss the olden days.

I'm gonna assume
our invitations

got lost in the mail.
Jeffster!...

...formally accepts.

Ha!

Our manager, by which I mean me,
will be in touch.

I can't believe it.

We're really out
of the spy game.

Yeah. Yeah,
it's gonna be tough

to just turn off
this old head of mine.

I know what you mean.

It's kind of second nature.

So, theoretically,
if I were to flash,

I'd just ignore it.

That's what we decided, right?

Right.

Right, just a couple
of regular people blending in.

Just a couple of regular people
doing regular things.

Nothing heroic.

Exactly.

'Cause that's what
you wanted, right?

Of course.

Maybe I'll just get some fresh air.
You know, I could use some ice cream.

You want to go get it?

No, you can get it.
You can get it.

I'll get fresh air right here.

Good. You know, I'll just
open the window, you know.

There's nothing like some

nice Swiss air to
get the blood pumping.

You know what I mean? Oh! Oh!

Oh, that's cold.

That is brisk, but refreshing.

Ah, I'll be right back.

Juan Arnaldo.

He's a Basque terrorist.

What on earth are they planning?

Oh, damn it.

* *

Names, dates.

What are they up to?

What are y'all doing

in my room?

My husband is going

to kick your behinds!

This is my compartment.

Though I'd be happy to show you

to wherever you are going.

Oh!

I'm so embarrassed.

Perdon, lo siento!

All these rooms look the same
six drinks in.

We do everything big in Texas.

I can see that.

Right.

Well, I'll be on my way.

Perdon.

Was just doing
some calisthenics.

You know? I can't
let myself go

now that I got the girl.

Right.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

You know, Chuck,
I can't fake this.

Not with you.

What?

You've been faking it
the whole time?

No, no, no, not that.

I spotted a Basque
terrorist on board.

Juan...
Diego Arnaldo!

I know, I flashed on him.

He has a whole list
of names in his room.

Yeah, all of his contacts from
the Euskadi Ta Askatasuna.

Oh, my God, you even make
terrorist groups sound sexy.

So, you were the one
I was hiding from.

You were the one
in the bathroom?

You know, Juan Diego Arnaldo
is a terrorist.

After all, it would
be irresponsible...

Even criminal to turn
our backs on this.

One last mission before we quit?

One last mission.

Let me get this straight.
Last time you saw Chuck

was in Paris?
Quiet.

Well, hey, you asked me
for my help.

No, I was tasked to ask
for your help.

There's a big difference.

Tomato tomahto, John.
Listen to me.

You're looking for a needle
in a haystack

made of needles.

You need to create
an advantage.

That's me.

You know, it can take up
to seven minutes

to strangle someone to death.

I've done it
in under 30 seconds.

Wow.

See, I thought John Casey
wasn't scared of anything.

I'm not.

Then why are you so scared
to ask for my help?

Huh?

Go.

All right, looks like we have
an Oracle based system here.

Okay. It's just
I've been studying

this particular subject
for over 20 years.

I think I know a
thing or two. Mm-hmm.

I noticed that Chuck left behind
his eczema moisturizing cream,

which he needs
a prescription for.

Dr. Feldman,
our dermatologist,

would've had to call
into a pharmacy.

Montparnasse.

Near the train station.

Ah, let me see
if I can find out

what day he picked it up.

Okay, April 15, so let's

cross-check that
with the train station

security camera footage.

This is going to be tough.

Yeah, see? This is why we
leave the spy work to the spies.

Uh-uh-uh- not yet, not yet.
Listen to me.

Chuck's a hard-core
DC Comic's guy.

And Sarah, I know, Sarah-
my boy's not leaving Paris

without the latest issue
of Justice League. What?

Now, where's the nearest
magazine stand?

There. There.
Bingo.

Huh, there he is.
There's our boy.

Just see if we can
zoom in on the ticket.

Gotcha.

They're en route to Zurich.

Make sure your passport's
up to date.

Pack light.

Wait a minute.

I'm traveling to Europe
on the government's dime?

Champagne,

langostino,
fully reclining seats...

First class, here I come, baby.

Casey, I get
nervous feelings when I fly.

Yeah, I know.
Big job ahead of us.

Get some sleep.
Can't.

You see, in my head,
the only way

the plane remains aloft
is if I'm rooting for it.

So, stands to reason
if I'm sleeping,

I'm not rooting.

Whatever, nut job.

But you wake me, you'll be
the only one that dies.

If we can subdue
Arnaldo and his men,

and leave them cuffed
at the next station...

We can place an anonymous call
to Interpol to pick them up.

Bad guys delivered.
Day saved.

Then we can finally start
living our real lives together.

Right?
Right.

So, what's the plan?

We left all of our
spy gear in Paris.

Oh, hey. Sorry, man.

Ride on the train's
a little bumpy.

You know, I've even
had a couple drinks.

Take it easy.

Oui?

Yeah? Oui?

Très bien.

Vive la France.

Au revoir.

Well, they already know me
as a drunken newlywed.

It's about time they met

my handsome husband.
What do you say, tiger?

Well, I do believe,

you are correct,
Mrs. Charles.

Although, I can't help feeling
like we're missing something.

Is all that really necessary?

Every world traveler knows that
he should own a sturdy rucksack.

Oh, what's with the stupid maple
leaf patch? Every American also knows

to act Canadian
as to be well-liked.

That's a cliché.

We're on a mission,
not a vacation.

Well, I'm sorry.
I've never been to Europe.

I've barely been south
of Redondo Beach.

Bonjour.

Ticket, please.
Oh, right. Sorry.

What are you doing?
Hold on.

Don't worry.
My ticket is in my super secret

money pouch.

There you go.

Hey, trains and
buses are hotbeds

for gypsy activities.
Staying alert.

Thank you.

You check the sleeping
compartments, I got the dining car.

Move.
Copy that.

Whoa. Casey?

Up you go.

Okay.

* *

Gracias, senor.

Oh, my God!

Hi, y'all. It's me.

Remember me?
I was in y'alls room.

Oh, I don't suppose you would
mind taking a picture

of me and my husband?
It's our honeymoon.

Yes, it is.
Oh!

Oh, dear.
Oh, my God.

I am so sorry.

Charlie, baby, look what I did.

I made an oopsie.

It's no problem, my dear.

Like you say, you
only honeymoon once.

This man speaks the truth.

Hey, but still,
apologies nonetheless.

Mr. Charles
and Mrs. Charles.

We are the Charleses.
The Charlesezez.

Well, either way,
Charlie Charles

does not spill a man's
drink onto a man's

cheese tray and not buy
a man another drink.

So why don't I just go ahead
and get you some freshies

and maybe another
cheese tray to boot?

Oh, isn't he just a sweetheart?

I mean, isn't that...

Attention Mr. and Mrs.
Whatever-your-last-name-is.

Why do they need a rehearsal?

Prepare yourself to be
wowed by a Wall of Sound.

Sound, sound.

What was that?

Damn it, Jeffrey,
you blew the amp.

Don't you know
that it's not the size

of the instrument that matters,
but how much and how long

and how often your mother
catches you playing?

You know who can fix that amp
in two seconds? Chuck.

Guys, I really think

you can handle it. No,
we definitely need Chuck.

We don't need Chuck! Okay?

Sorry.

We're just...

We're going to figuresomething e

Go get our turtlenecks.

Tonight...

Jeffster! goes unplugged.

Um, Lester, that's lime juice.

Vive la France.

Here we are.

Sorry about the inconvenience.

Here's your three

fresh beverages for
you, gentlemen.

Now, if you don't mind,

I'm going to steal my pretty,
little wife back from you,

'cause it's been a speck
of time since I whispered

sweet nothings in my gal's ear.

Come on, now.
She is a tigress.

A tigress! She just
comes at you.

Come on, baby.
Let's go have some fun.

Bye.
Y'all have a good trip, now.

Okay.

Well, cheers!

You know, uh,

I know this is
our last mission,

but we make a great
team, Mrs. Charles.

I'm thinking the same
thing, Mr. Charles.

CASEY Oh, God.

Casey?

What are you doing here?

Putting to rest any stupid ideas

you two might have of turning
this into a permanent vacation.

I realize
how this must look right now,

but what you are unaware of
is we're on a mission, okay?

Behind you
at the end of the dining car

are members of the Basque ETA.

Those drunk guys?

Yeah, they-they look
real threatening.

Casey, what are you doing?

You don't understand.
He's getting away!

What kind of a chump do
you take me for anyway?

Sorry.

Come on.
Coming. Coming.

Not so fast.
Wrist. Wrist.

Right.
Okay, go, go, go, go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa. Excuse me.

Excuse me. Are you Canadian?

Me, too, eh.

Oh, man.

Sorry to bother you.

Have you seen my friend?
He's about... He's aboot...

Stay away from me,
or I'll cut you.

Not such a passive
people after all, huh?

I'll go first. Oh, you
know, maybe I should...

S- Sarah! I'm stuck!

Sarah? Sarah?
Are you okay?

Hold on, Chuck.
I've got it.

Uh, I just got
locked out. That's all.

Hi. Hi there. Hi.

Lovely scarf.

Whoa!

Oh. Chuck, get off me.

Terrorist, huh?

I would have thought
two spies could come up

with a better excuse than that.

Casey, he's-he's here, okay?

He's in the bathroom,
I swear to you.

Hi.

All right, let's say
I believe you now.

Would you explain to me
what the hell is going on?

Hey! Hey!

Go. Go!

Run! Run! Get
out of the way!

Oh!

That was awesome!

Did you see that hit? Guys!

Oh. Oh.

If you're going
to kill me, just do it.

We're not going to kill you.

Yeah, we're CIA, dirtbag.

Morgan, probably
not the best idea

to share that information
with just anyone.

If you're CIA,
then why did you take out

the Interpol agents
on the train?

Wait. What? Excuse me?

Those weren't your men?

Interpol already
apprehended you?

No, Interpol was taking me
to a witness protection program

in exchange for the names
of several key

ETA leaders.

You turned yourself in?

I have been living on the run

for the last two years
of my life.

I couldn't take it anymore.

You didn't

run this mission
through Beckman?

We wanted to do it,

um, under the radar.

Why?

Because they're quitting.

What?!

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

Hold on a second, Chuck.
You can't just stop.

Dude, you are a spy.

This is who you are, man.

You're in the middle
of a mission.

Morgan, Sarah and I...

We decided we want
to be together.

So, this is it for us, okay?

Soon as we hand over Arnaldo,
we're quitting.

Hey, give me the cuffs.

It's Elia.

The Interpol agents
are neutralized.

Someone did our b for us.

Meet me in Pundtun.

We'll make sure Arnaldo
and his new friends never talk.

Chuck, what were you thinking?

You apprehended
Juan Diego Arnaldo

without contacting me first?

Well, yes, technically...

Your part in this little
impromptu mission is over.

I'll arrange for Arnaldo
to be picked up

by a different Interpol team.

Try not to physically
assault them.

General, just so you know,
we didn't hit them

or assault them in any way.

There was no physical
altercation.

We just dosed them with
pharmaceutical-grade narcotics.

Agent Bartowski...

No, you're right.
That's not making it better.

How's she taking it?
Really good I think.

All you need to do Yeah.

is keep Arnaldo alive
until the local team arrives.

Think you can handle that?

Once Arnaldo is placed
Absolutely, General.

Safely in Interpol custody,

you are to return
to Burbank immediately.

And you better have
a good explanation for...

Agent Bartowski?

General, General, please know
I'm not hanging up

on you right now, it's...

Well?

Well, we get to hang around here

for a little bit longer,
so... vaca.

It's like the butter

shot directly from a Swiss cow
into my mouth.

And yet...
still can't enjoy it.

I can't believe you're
just quitting.

Walking away from
everything. I'm not.

I'm walking toward something.
I can't believe you were just

going to leave without saying
good-bye to Ellie, though.

Ellie is going away

to do something
that she wants to do

and I'm happy
for her and Devon.

So that's it?

You're throwing away
your life for Bartowski?

I'm making a life.

You know I've been
tasked to retrieve you.

Yeah, I know why
you're here, Casey,

and we're not going back.

But you're a spy, man.

I mean, this is
the coolest thing

that's ever happened to us.

I know what it means
to make a choice like this.

I won't stop you.

Thank you.

Unless you want me to.

I thought this was everything
that you ever wanted.

It is.

Okay? It is.

But I want Sarah more.

Look, no matter how much I want
to be a spy, I want Chuck more.

May I interject?

No.
No.

So I- if I

have to choose between the two,

I- I choose Sarah.

Does it have to be a choice?

I don't know.

Excuse me.

Look, Sarah has been a spy
her entire life.

And now she's
willing to give up

everything that
she has ever known

to be with me, man. Me.

Doesn't have to be
all or nothing.

No, I can't risk it.

This is what he wants.

And if this is
what she wants...

Then I'm not gonna
risk losing her again.

Okay. Fine.

Just do me this favor.

Before you quit,

make damn sure that quitting
is what she wants.

All right, enough of this.

Well, if you two are
gonna go, you better

go now before the other
Interpol team gets here.

Right now?

Now.

We'll hand over Arnaldo.
We'll handle it.

Well, I will.

Perhaps we should all share

some nut cake before you go.

Especially you two.

Open communication
is very important...

Shut up.

All right.

Say good-bye, huh?

Love you, buddy.

I love you, too.
I'll miss you.

Thank you, Casey.

Hey. Take care
of my boy.

I will.
All right.

Move.

* So kiss me and smile for me *

* Tell me
that you'll wait for me *

* Hold me like
you'll never let me go *

* 'Cause I'm leaving
on a jet plane *

Well, here we go.
* Don't know *

* When I'll be back again *

* Ooh *

I got to say,
it's really weird leaving.

I mean, I've never
lived anywhere

outside of California
before, so...

Well,

I've lived all over
the world, but, um,

well, Burbank's the only place
that ever felt like home.

* Oh, babe, I hate to go *

* I hate to go. *

Good job. All right!

Thank you.

Devon, Ellie, you want to

come up here and
say a few words? Oh.

Colonel John Casey.

Agent Simon.
Agent Patine.

We heard there was a
misunderstanding on the train.

Yeah, you could say that.

Hello.
I'm right here.

So impolite.
M. Grimes.

Can't disclose what the M stands
for. Security. You understand.

So, yeah, yeah. Where you
boys stationed nowadays?

Lake Como.

Is that right? Seriously?

Lake Como?
Oh, I love Lake Como.

I've never actually
been there myself,

but I took an entire plane ride
and read all about it.

Check it out, right here.

Yeah, paints quite
the elegant portrait, you know?

But it is still
just a book, so...

Tell me-
the Villa del Balbianello-

I mean, am I saying that right?
Bell-bell- bellelo?

It's beautiful.
Ah, I can imagine.

This time of year, I would...
Grimes!

Let them do their job.

Naturally. Sure, sure.

There I go.

But one more question
about Lake Como.

Sagra di San Giovanni-

is it just everything
I heard it was?

I mean, I-I...

Look, like I said,
the palaces are beautiful there.

Yeah.

Palaces?

We really should go.

Yeah, no.

I've held you up enough.

I'll just go on all day-
"Lake Como, Lake Como."

But one thing.
Sagra di San Giovanni,

well, it's this
annual festival of boats.

Supposed to be amazing.

Dating back hundreds, if not

thousands of years.
So I don't know,

I just thought anyone
who spent any amount of time

in Lake Como, well,
they'd probably know it.

I don't recommend that.

Oh, Canada.

Wouldn't want to make a scene.

Or a mess.

Well, after you, Agent Walker.

No longer an agent, right?

No longer Mr. Charles
either, I suppose.

Sarah, this is what you
want, right? To run away?

Well, I always thought it had
to be one way or the other,

but maybe...

Maybe-maybe what?

You can say it.
It's okay.

Sorry to cut
the honeymoon short.

But what the hell have you done
with Juan Diego Arnaldo?

Guys, guys, guys,
please listen to me.

This is a giant
misunderstanding.

We're on the same side.

Enough.
You drugged us.

Interpol did send an additional
team to retrieve Arnaldo.

Oh, okay, well, then
I expect an apology.

They were just found dead
ten minutes outside of Pundtun.

Oh, my God, Morgan and Casey.

Guys, our friends are in really
big trouble right now.

Well, our friends are dead.

And you're going
to tell us why.

Call it in.

Sarah, we can't
just leave them.

I know, but if we're going
to do something,

we have to do it right now.

Quiet.

What are you doing?
I'm looking for the cuff keys.

No, we don't have time.

We have to run.

Hold on.

I want to know everything
you've told Interpol.

You should never have
abandoned your team.

Don't you have some sort
of signal you can send

to the CIA to alert them
that we're in danger?

The only CIA agents within
100 miles of here just quit.

Just stay calm.

* *

* *

I can't hit a girl.

I can.

On your feet. Hook arms.
Push, push, push.

That was awesome.

Casey, you all right?

Don't worry, I'll take care
of this one.

Don't you two have
a train to catch?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, we do,
right, Chuck?

Right.

May I just say...

...I've been on the run
for two years,

and no matter how far you run,

you can never run
from yourself.

And from what I've heard
from both of you,

it's not what either
of you really wants.

You don't want to quit?

I thought that's
what you wanted.

I don't want you to choose me

over sometng that you
want for yourself.

I want you. I want us.

Do you think if we went back,

and we told Beckman the
honest-to-god absolute truth,

do you think we'd really
have a shot at having it all?

Chuck Bartowski, do you agree

to not quit the spy life
and be with me?

I do.

Sarah Walker, do you agree

to not quit the spy life
and be with me?

I do.

Good work, Colonel Casey.

Because of your efforts,
a group of Basque terrorists

were captured.
Thank you, General.

It wasn't just me.

Grimes here

was resourceful and quick
to action when necessary.

An unlikely pair often produces
successful results.

Thank you.
You're both dismissed.

Actually, if I may address
you directly, General.

Wow, what a trip.

And Chuck and Sarah,
I know, I know,

they may have acted
impulsively, recklessly,

foolishly even, I don't know,

but I do know this- these two
were born to be spies- together.

Get him out of here.

Ma'am.
What?

Do either of you have
any type of explanation

for your extemporaneous holiday?

It was my fault.
It was my fault.

I flashed and made Agent Walker
accompany me

while pursuing a suspect.

I was following a hunch

and Chuck was simply being
a good partner.

Do you both think me an idiot?

No, ma'am.
No, ma'am.

Then don't lie to me.

General,

look, I think it's
important you should know

that Sarah and I, we, we are...

Stop right there.
Release Agent Walker.

I didn't ask. I don't need
to know all the de...

But I thought you said
no more lies,

and-and we... we want
to tell you the truth.

No.

General, Chuck and I are dating.

Exclusively.

I must caution you that allowing
your private life

to interfere
with your professional one

can be dangerous.

But off the record,

it's about damn time.

Oh, my God,
I forgot that Ellie was leaving.

Ellie, Devon?

I've never asked
Chuck for anything.

I just wanted the chance
to say good-bye.

And he couldn't even
give me that.

I just wanted the chance
to say good-bye.

And he couldn't...
Chuck.

Ellie.

I forgot my phone.

I think I still might be
a little drunk.

I'm so sorry, Ellie.

I wanted to be here.

Chuck, it's fine.

You missed one party.

Truth is, I think I got so drunk
because I was upset with myself.

I'm leaving my little brother.

I'm not so little anymore.

And, uh, just so you know,

you're not leaving me alone.

You guys are back together?

We're together.

I think I found the one.

This is going to be
your favorite song.

I like this.

That's a good start.