Chuck (2007–2012): Season 3, Episode 16 - Chuck Versus the Tooth - full transcript

Camp security coordinator.

Devon? Oh, baby,
you're burning up.

Justin!

They just left.

I took care of the husband
and made it look like malaria.

She doesn't suspect a thing.

Guys, we got
to get this place fixed up

before Devon and Ellie get back.

Well, actually, I was going
to start with our place.

That is, if your offer for me
to move in still stands.

Yeah.



It's official.

There is absolutely
nothing on TV.

Yeah. Monday nights can be
a bit of a wasteland.

President Jakaya Kuti of Zamibia
arrived in Los Angeles today.

On his agenda
are diplomatic meetings

and a performance of Beethoven

tomorrow night by
The LA City Symphony.

Ugh, sounds like Beckman.

Hey. Jackpot!

Oh, no, no, no. You've made me
watch this before.

This is ridiculous.

Sarah, please.
You could learn a lot

from spies like these.

Are you kidding me?



Look at these people.

They're breaking about 17
different rules of protocol!

Sweetheart,

I'm not actually implying
that you could learn anything

about being a spy from
Chevy Chase or Dan Aykroyd.

I was just simply making a joke.

You remember?
Jokes?

Taking a girl out, you know,
and buying her dinner,

and then she won't
put out for you.

I love you.

Sorry. I must have
fallen asleep.

Chuck.

I love you.

Oh, Sarah, it feels so good
to finally hear you say that.

Sarah, look outside, quick.

Finally.

I'm so hungry.

Isn't it great
we found a place

that delivers Zamibian food?

Zamibian food?

Hello, Chuck.

Shaw?

Oh, what?

Did you have
another bad dream?

It was, it was
about Beethoven...

and Zamibia...

Chuck, I'm worried about you.

Every time you fall asleep,
you have a horrible nightmare.

But this one was trying
to tell me something.

Tell you what?

General, the Ring
is going to try

and kill
the president of Zamibia

at the Beethoven concert
tomorrow night!

Tomorrow night?

We could have done
this in the morning?

You know how dear my sleep
is to me, Bartowski.

Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Casey

and General. I-I know
that it's very late,

and you are
obviously very...

...busy. Um...

But the president of Zamibia
is in danger.

Did you flash
on something, Chuck?

I...

Mm...

I know it
because of my dream.

Your...
Your dream?

I've been having these

very, very vivid dreams, okay?

First, I saw the news report

on Kuti, the president
of Zamibia,

but then in my dream,
I saw Beethoven.

And then Shaw was there, and he
was delivering Zamibian food.

And then he tried
to kill everyone!

So, obviously,
the Zamibian president

is going to be assassinated

by the Ring
at the Beethoven concert.

General,
permission to slap Bartowski?

He had a bad dream.

General, Chuck has been
under a lot of stress lately

with these dreams, and-

No, Walker.

I think I understand
the situation.

And, to be honest,
it makes perfect sense.

Thank you.
Thank you, General.

Thank you very much.
I appreciate that.

What are we going to do, huh?
What's our assignment?

Chuck, I'm assigning you

to see a CIA therapist.

These dreams you're having

are getting
in the way of your work,

and our sleep.

No, no, no, no. This is crazy.
A therapist?

I don't need a therapist, okay?

Therapists are for people
who have real problems.

I'm fine.

Are you comfortable, Chuck?

No, no,

not particularly. No.

How does this work,
exactly?

I've only seen
what you see in movies

and stuff like that.

Do you ask me questions?

And I just answer? Or is it
like a word association thing?

So, you would, like,
say "father" and-

Actually, no, no, no.
Give me another word.

Do you want to talk about
your father, Chuck?

This wasn't my idea,
you know.

So, no, I don't really
want to talk about anything,

to be perfectly honest.

Despite your sparkling
conversation skill.

That was, that was a joke.

I was just...

Just going to town on
that pad, aren't you?

Just a little joke.
Okay, fine. I'll talk.

Where do I start?
Uh...

Okay, well, my girlfriend
just moved in with me.

Best part of my life.

Really rock-solid relationship.

Not a problem there.

You know, she's
a little distant.

She could be more
communicative, though.

But she doesn't exactly say,
"I love you" back.

I've never really
done this before, you know?

Even though I know
that she loves me,

I'm just, you know,
just kind of noting it.

Because I know.
I know that she loves me.

And I know that.

Do you?

Let's get back
to your dreams.

It's my belief that they are
a product of your subconscious

interacting with the Intersect.

Wait, what?

How...

You know about the Intersect?

I'm a CIA psychiatrist.

I know everything
about you, Chuck.

And as far as the
Intersect goes,

we've known for some time

that it could spur
a host of side effects.

Like dry scalp?

Because I have had
annoyingly dry scalp since...

The Intersect is
extraordinarily powerful.

It has the
potential to...

overwhelm your mind.

With an end result akin
to something much like...

insanity.

Insanity?

Doc, I'm not insane.

And you're not
sure about that.

So, it could just be that
the Intersect is doing its thing

while I'm sleeping.

And if that's true, then
President Kuti is in danger.

Slow down, Chuck.

Something is going to happen
at the concert tonight, okay?

And if I'm there,
we-we could stop it

And then I'm not crazy, right?

I'm sorry, Chuck,
but I can't let you do that.

Until further notice,

I'm removing you
from field duty.

There he is.

Welcome home, pal.

It's good
to be home.

Hey, look at you. All right.
You know what?

I'd say malaria aside,
you look pretty...

awesome.

I actually feel
pretty great.

I'm ready to get
back out there.

I had an important realization.

That looks don't
get you everywhere?

No, Morgan.

You can die just as easily
from a mosquito in Africa

as you can
from a spy in Burbank.

This is what I'm talking about.

Listen. Fear is
the mind killer.

Yeah.

Right.

You can't live scared, bro.

Not for yourself,
not for anyone.

I think it's jammed a
little bit, or something.

This one's broken.

Oh. Hey.
Ah, Ellie.

I heard Devon has malaria.

Yeah.

Nasty stuff.

Had it four,
maybe five times myself.

Tough to say.

Uh, you know, those meds
aren't going to help him.

What he needs are
African snake herbs.

I might have some
back at my place.

I will keep that in mind, John.

Thank you.

Okay.

Crazy.

You're not crazy.

Don't freak out.

Chuck, you in there?

Come in.

Hey.
Hey.

How was the doctor's?

Uh, good.
Great, actually.

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
What about you?

You hear anything
from Beckman

about anything?

Chuck, I know I'm your partner,
but I'm also your girlfriend.

And you can tell
me anything.

I know that.

Of course I-
Of course I know that.

Honestly.
Hey, I'm fine, okay?

Just a solid good night's rest,
and I'm right as rain.

Which I don't
totally understand

'cause rain is
kind of all over the place.

Glad you're okay.
Thanks.

Nothing like absorbing
a little local culture.

President Jakaya Kuti of Zamibia
will be in town today.

The tiny African nation
seeks to improve its

rocky diplomatic relations...
Okay, Chuck.

You're watching more
cable television

than is healthy
for a young man.

Please talk to me.
What's going on?

Buddy, I've been having the
strangest and most vivid dreams

that I've ever had
in my life.

How vivid are we
talking about here?

Well, they have
to do with that guy.

I guess he's kind of handsome in
an an authoritative kind of way.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Well, me, neither.

But he's the
president of Zamibia,

and he's going to be at
the symphony tonight.

And the dream that I had
made me think that...

Made me know that
he's in danger, man.

But Beckman sent
me to some doctor

who thinks that it's
just the Intersect

playing with my
subconscious,

but I know that I'm right,
and nobody believes me.

Sarah doesn't believe you?

S- I'm trying not to
involve Sarah in this, okay?

Things are very good
between us right now,

and the last thing I want

is for her to think that I'm
- Crazy.

Yeah.

Well, here's the thing.

If this guy really
is in danger, right?

Then don't you think it would be
crazy not to help the president

of Zanfiria-bi-ha?

Zam, uh...
Zamibia.

Yeah. Anyway,
I'm gonna help you.

Thanks, buddy, thank you.
Yeah, of course.

What's your pant size,
Chuck?

I'm just gonna say it:

I need a woman.

It's been far too long,
Jeffrey.

A man has needs.

So what's the plan?

I will be hitting on all

the applicable women
in electronics, DVDs,

and all around
the entrances

and the emergency exits.

You're leaving me
Home Appliances?

It's full of lumpy housewives.

My favorite.

You're welcome.

OMG, Jefferson,
is it a mirage?

* *

No, my eyes do not deceive me.

It is indeed her.

* *

It is Anna Wu.

I knew the day she left
to break Morgan's heart,

she'd come back to break mine.

Crush it!

Hi, guys.
Long time no smell.

She remembered our smell.

Annabelle, have you
lost weight?

Two, three grams?

Hawai'iis treating your body
very well.

Thanks.
Is Morgan around?

Who?
Who?

What now?

Morgan... Grimes.

He does still work here,
doesn't he?

Hey.

Two tickets to the
LA. City Symphony.

Two tuxedos from the mall.

No cummerbund.
Call me crazy.

Well done, buddy.

You nailed it.
I'm gonna head out the back.

You meet me
at the Herder in five.

Done. All right, let's go.

Well, I hate to be the one
to tell you this-

I don't really-

but Morgan is in, a, um...

a very bad place.

Oh, my God, is he okay?

No. He's focused,
responsible, driven.

Pains me to see a man
end up like that.

It's pathetic.

Nice try.

He can't have
changed that much.

* *

Whoo!

* *

Whoa, Anna,

what are you
doing here?

In L.A. for a few days.

Came to see you.

There are some things
that I want...

Sorry.

Sorry, don't meant to be rude.
I just...

Duty calls.

You mean,
Call of Duty?

Come on, Morgan,
your game can wait.

Why are you in a tux?

Uh, tux, right.

I'm going to the
symphony with Chuck.

The symphony?
With Chuck?

My God, can you guys
get any weirder?

At this point, no,
probably not.

Listen, I'd love to catch up
and talk and everything.

Why don't you call me
tomorrow morning, all right?

And, uh, you look good.

Wow!

Excuse me.

Hey, buddy, buddy,
that's Kuti up in

the president's box there.

Our mission: to make sure
nothing happens to him.

Now remember, Morgan, my code
name is Charles Carmichael.

Yeah, yeah,
I got it. I got it.

Mine's Cobra.

Okay, let's do this.

Great. I'm on a mission
with Cobra.

Maybe I am going crazy.

Are you sure you want

the box set of ER?

Hey, but all 15 seasons?

Yeah, I know, Devon,
it's the best show ever.

Okay, fine.

I'll see you later. Bye.

Ellie?

Justin?!

Oh, I'm sorry. This is,
this is bizarre.

Why aren't you in Africa?

Did you, did you...
did you get malaria, too? What?

No, I'm actually here
to see you.

Can we go somewhere
and talk for a bit?

Let me ask you
a question.

This whole Anna
thing, you know?

I mean, you think
she wants me back?

Better question, actually:
Do I take her back?

Didn't she break
your heart, buddy?

I mean, you did
hit rock bottom.

Well, bottom, yeah,
but rock bottom?

Shh!

Look, later,
all right, buddy?

Remember, we're
on a mission.

Eyes on the president.

Shh!

Sorry.

She's, she's kind of like
the love of my life, you know?

And when you want
to talk about Sarah-

which is constantly-
we talk about Sarah.

So I just thought maybe
you could help me out.

Hey-hey-hey,
that is not fair!

Shh!

You work for the CIA?

I know it's a lot
to process,

but meeting you in Africa
wasn't an accident.

I wanted to talk
to you then,

but your husband got sick

before we could
fully brief you.

This is about your father,
Ellie.

My father? My father?

Are you kidding me?

My father is...

He's eccentric, sure,

But the work Stephen
J. Bartowski did

in the field of molecular
computing has turned out

to be... brilliant.

Which is why
as we speak,

there are some very bad
people looking for him,

including a man
named John Casey.

He's an NSA double agent.

He's been monitoring you
for another organization.

John Casey works
with my brother.

You don't have to
take my word for it.

Just... keep
an eye on him.

I caution you about telling
anyone about this.

But what about
my brother and my husband?

Here's the problem:

They're gonna tell
you you're crazy;

as crazy as you think
I am right now.

We came to you because
we need you, Ellie.

Your father needs you.

What are you doing here?

Thought you had
a fancy date with Chuck.

Saw him leave the store a little
while ago in his tux.

Chuck's in a tux?

Pull up surveillance
in the store entrance

and the parking lot

from 60 minutes ago.

There, there!

Roll it back.

Freeze!

The concert with the
Zamibian President.

Chuck's gonna try and
prove us wrong about Kuti.

I'm gonna kill them both.

Hey, hey.

Chuck.

Why are you onstage?

What?

Buddy, I'm not onstage.

You shot me, Chuck.

What are you doing here?

What are you trying to tell me?

The dream isn't about me, Chuck.

It's about a scientist:
Dr. Kowambe.

Kowambe.

Oh, my God, that's him!

That's the guy
who's going to kill Kuti!

What? Are you serious?
How do you know?

I just had
another dream, buddy.

I got to get up to the
president's box! Shh!

Okay, listen, ma'am,
put a sock in it.

You, Morgan,
stay in the seat.

No. What if the seat is
dangerous? I could be attacked.

You're not gonna
get attacked.

There could be a sniper!
Shh! Fine, fine. Here.

Take my backup
tranq gun.

For life-or-death
situations only.

There!

You take Bartowski.

I got the little elf.

No, Chuck, stop.

I can't let you do this.

Sarah, listen, I had
another dream.

The guy who's gonna
kill Kuti is in

the president's box
right now!

You should have told me,
and I could have helped you.

I'm sorry, I am.

I- I didn't want
to get you mixed up

in all this dream stuff
until I had proof, all right?

I love you,
and right now I need you

to believe that I'm not crazy.

Okay, well, let's get
into that box.

Stand up and walk
out of here quietly,

or I'll kill you
and drag you out of here.

Your choice.

What are you reaching
for, Morgan?

I've been authorized
to use this tranq gun.

Now I don't want to, okay,

'cause I consider us friends
now, but I will use this...

Okay, here we go.

Good evening.
Routine CIA weapons sweep.

What is the meaning of this?!

Listen, listen, the guy
right there.

Dr. Kowambe?
Yeah, Dr. Kowambe.

Mr. President,
who is this person?

Bravo! Bravo!

Okay, Chuck, just take it easy,
please.

I'm taking it easy.

I'm taking it very, very easy.

Stop!

This man is Africa's most
respected scientist!

Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

This is preposterous!

You could have at least have had

the pretty one frisk me.

Chuck, are you out
of your mind?!

What are you doing?! I was wrong!
It's not an assassination attempt!

He had Ring intel in his mouth!

The tooth! The tooth!
Find the tooth! What?!

This man is clearly insane!
Have this man arrested!

There's hidden data
in the tooth!

Wait a minute!
I can explain everything!

Guys, guys, help me!

I'm not crazy!

Sarah!

Explain how it's possible
that last night Chuck,

aided by the world class spy

that is Morgan Grimes,

managed to elude you

and cause
an international incident

that the president
of the United States himself

had to apologize for.

In Zamibian.

Tricky language.

Lots of clicks and vowels.

General, how is
Chuck doing?

At the moment,

Dr. Dreyfus
believes Chuck's condition is...

worse than originally diagnosed.

Originally diagnosed?
I- I don't understand.

I'm sorry,

but the doctor believes
the Intersect

is overwhelming Chuck's brain.

His mental deterioration
may be...

unavoidable.

He told me he was fine.

Know that we will do
everything possible for him.

I care about him, too.

We'll go this afternoon.

Nothing will make him feel
better than seeing you.

Oh, my God. I can't believe
this is happening.

It's happening, Chuck.

Disturbing
as it may be,

you're currently
a patient

in a psychiatric
institution.

Best to come to terms with that
sooner than later.

Wow. You really know how
to make a guy feel better

about his situation, Doc.

You should meet some of
the other people here

with serious
psychiatric issues.

This is Lewis.

Although he currently prefers
the name Merlin.

Ooh, is that right?

Merlin, like the...
th-the... like the wizard?

What you in for?

Is it something, uh...

sexual?

No! No, it's not!

Not sexual at all.

I've been having these
very troubling dreams.

Sexual?

Non-sexual
troubling dreams.

Has my team
contacted you yet?

Ugh, don't hold
your breath.

I've been waiting for
my team since '93.

That's enough, Lewis.

What? His-his team?
What team?

Who is this guy?
He's nuts.

His spy team.

This is a CIA facility.

Everyone here
used to be a spy.

As I don't have to tell
you, it's a stressful job.

People tend
to... crack.

Everyone here?

Spies?

Like me?

John?

Anybody home?

Hi, Ellie.

What's up?

Hi, John. Um...

I just remembered that you had
mentioned something about herbs

for Devon's malaria.

Right.
I'll check.

Okay.

Here you go.

Make sure he takes them with
some nice, warm goat milk.

Okay. Thank you.

Ah.

Whoa, El.

Everything okay?

Okay.

I need you to listen
to me very closely,

and I need you
to promise me

that you're not
going to freak out.

Okay.

I have reason to believe that
our neighbor, John Casey,

is a very,
very, bad man.

And we need to get
far away from him.

Babe, you got to get that story
about him getting drunk

and peeing himself
out of your mind.

He was in a bad place.
It happens.

No, Devon.
I was just in his apartment,

and he has guns.

Very big guns.

We have to do something.

Okay.

Okay. Casey has
some serious guns.

Is that creepy? Yes.

Is that illegal?

Sadly, no.

You don't believe me?

You don't believe me.

It's just- it sounds
a little crazy, is all.

You think that
I sound crazy?

Come on, El.

How about I make you
a cup of tea?

Chamomile, maybe?

Hmm? Less caffeine,
but still so delicious.

Yes. Okay. I-I'm sure that
I do. I do sound crazy.

Tea's great.
Thank you.

How you doing there, pal?

Hmm?

Is there anything
we can do for you?

Yeah, as a matter of fact.

I need you to get
some evidence analyzed.

That scientist?
He's still out there,

and he's working for the Ring.
I'm sure of it.

Please, Chuck,
the way you're talking...

Come on. It's me.

I need to show you something.

Sarah, give me your hand.

Give your boyfriend your hand.

Is that...

Yeah. The tooth.

Is it yours?

What? No. That's crazy.

It's Dr. Kowambe's tooth.

And it's not real. It's fake.

It contains Ring intel.

Secrets, plans, something.

In the tooth?

Yeah. Try to keep
up, Casey. Okay?

You need to get
that analyzed ASAP.

The tooth is the key.

The truth
is in the tooth.

Oh. Well, uh...

We'll check that out, and you
get some rest there, pal.

We'll come back and
visit you tomorrow.

Chuck.

Sarah,

you can't give up
on me, okay?

I won't.

I'll get it tested.

Time to go, Chuck.

Look, Walker,
I hope he's right, too,

but don't be disappointed
if Bartowski's... Stop it!

He's going to be right.

Nothing abnormal.

Just a tooth.

Chuck was wrong.

Hmm. I'm sorry.

* *

Excuse me. Does this
come in burgundy?

Yes, sir. I-I believe
that does come in burgundy.

I'll check
in the back for you.

Hey.

What's going on?
Where is Chuck?

Not now. Not now.

Listen. Please,
please, please.

You got to tell me something,
all right? Just let me know

he's okay.
Casey, please.

They got him
in a lockdown,

psychiatric facility.

Seems the Intersect's giving
him a bit of a hard time.

What? No. man, no.

That's crazy.

Morgan.

There you are.

Sorry to bother
you again,

but do you
have a second?

I get that you're assistant
manager now and all, but-

Oh, hey, I'd love to.
I'd love to. I just...

Now is not really
a good time.

So...

You look good.

Dissed twice by Morgan Grimes?

I can't believe
this is happening.

Right there.
Diagonally.

You have a call.

Huh? Oh, thanks.
Hello?

Chuck?

You can...
Hey. Hey, hey, Sarah?

Hey. Hey.

Hey, so, uh...

What did you find out?

Chuck, we ran
every test possible,

and... I'm sorry.

It's just a tooth.

Are you sure?

Yeah, but even though you were
wrong about the tooth,

it doesn't mean anything.

The important thing
is to stay positive.

Everything's going to be okay.

I know.

Thanks for trying.

May I help you?

I hope so. I'm here
to see a Charles Bartowski.

Well, there's no record
of Dr. Dreyfus authorizing

any after hours visits.

So, if you don't mind,

I don't want to have you
escorted from the building.

Of course.

That will not be necessary.

Find me Bartowski.

Good evening.

Let me guess. You're here
because of Chuck.

Doctor, I know
that there has

to be something more
to his condition.

He can't just be
deteriorating in this way.

Why?

Because you care about him?

No. You don't understand.

He's not like other people.

He is...

Incredibly special.

Huh. Especially
to you, I gather.

He needs to be okay.

I- I need him to be okay.

I'd like to go to
the hospital tonight

and talk to him,

try and figure this out,

and then help
him somehow,

you know?

Please.

I love him.

Ever tell him that?

Please, Doctor,
I'm begging you.

You're not
the only one.

Well, I'm really glad
the doctor wants to see me,

because I sure want
to see the doctor.

Hey. Whoa. There's no need
to be rough or physical.

Jeez.

Mr. Bartowski.

Ooh.

Not the doctor
I was expecting to see.

Why did you take my tooth?

More to the point,

why did you take
the wrong tooth?

What?

Wha- the... the wrong tooth?

The data is in a tooth.

I believe

this is the fake one
you are looking for.

I was, I was right.

I was right.

Well, I was, I-I was wrong,
I was wrong.

Clearly I was wrong,
but I was right!

This is great news!
This is great news!

That means I'm not crazy!

Yes.

It also means,
as soon as you tell me where

you got your information-

and rest assured,
you will tell me-

you are going to die.

No, that's not great news
at all.

That's a giant needle-
bad, bad.

Colored liquid
even worse.

Yes, it's one of my favorites.

Tetraclydine-

a designer
psychotropic cocktail.

Gah!

In around ten minutes,

you're going to be
extremely forthcoming.

Dr. Dreyfus!

Thank God!

Guys. Guys!

Guys, guys, help me, help me!

I need you!

Awesome. Take him
back to the room.

Wah!

Restrain him.

I don't f-

I don't feel so good.

Let him go!

Or suffer the wrath
of Merlin and his army!

Spies, attack!

Damn.

It was a good idea,

Merlin.
It's over.

No one believes you.

No one's coming for you.

Chuck.

Well, well.

Looks like it's good we came.

You came back for me.

I'll always come back for you.

So will Merlin, Chuck.

It seems you're owed an apology,
Agent Bartowski.

You were right about Kowambe.

He was illegally harvesting
human organs,

experimenting with genetic
manipulation and reengineering.

He was scheduled to meet a Ring
operative to sell this research.

Well, that's fantastic.

I mean, not-not the organ
harvesting stuff, obviously.

That's... that's
very, very sad.

So, does this mean I have
a clean bill of health?

It would seem that way, Chuck,
but I can't actually clear you.

Well, then who can?

So... what did
we land on here?

That, uh,

my dreams have the potential to
work in concert with my flashes?

Is that where you think
we landed, Chuck?

Oh, come on, Doc.

Level with me.

Am I cleared for duty or not?

You were right, Chuck.

Your dreams were caused
by the Intersect.

I'm clearing you for duty.

All right.

But...

But? But what?
Why is there a but?

But your dreams
are also proof of stress

the Intersect puts
on your brain.

And it is my belief that
that stress would continue

and intensify,
likely leading to

serious mental deterioration.

Um...

What does that mean exactly?

Am I okay?

This is a new science.

Time will tell.

* *

But if I may, Chuck,

I think it's something
you should discuss

with your partner, Agent Walker.

Thanks, Doc.

Morgan Guillermo Grimes,

I refuse to be
denied an audience

with the Burbank Buy More's
assistant manager.

If you run off on me
one more time,

I swear I'll call corporate.

She could want
you back, man.

That box could be
an improvised explosive device.

Be extremely cool
around that thing.

Hey, listen, I feel like
I owe you an explanation.

I'm so sorry. Last few
days have been insane.

Morgan, all I've been
trying to do

is get a second of your time
to give you this.

Some stuff you left behind
in Hawaii.

Thought you may want it back.

Huh.

I think I'm okay
without it.

Well...

here's something else
you may have forgotten.

I got to hand it
to you, Morgan.

You really know
how to play a girl.

Well, you know, some
men have it and-

What are you talking about?
I don't... You know what

they say about
not knowing you want something

until you can't have it?

Well, it's true.

You've changed, Morgan.

I want you back.

Wow.

Really?

If it took me running
from you to realize

that I'm somebody you want,
then I don't really think

that you're the
person that I want.

So, yeah,
you're right.

I have changed.

I'll see you later.

I don't mind leftovers.

Hey, Sarah, hey.
We need to talk.

Sure, Chuck, but...

No, look, this is
very important.

I love you.

It shouldn't have taken me
this long to say it,

but I've never felt this way.

Before you, the only future

that I could think about
was my next mission.

And now all I can think about
is a future with you.

I love you, Chuck.

I love you, too.

So what did you want to tell me?

Is it about the doctor?

What did he say?

He said that... I'm fine.

So...

Justin?
Hey.

It's okay.

It's just me.

So what can I do?

Do you know how to
contact your father?

If we can talk to him, let
him know what's happening,

we may be able
to protect him.

He moves around a lot.

He's...

really paranoid.

He doesn't trust anyone.

Last time he left though,
he made sure

that I had a way to contact him.

Thank you, Ellie.

And just remember, you're
serving your country.

Shaw.

You're not bleeding anymore.

That's right, Chuck,
I'm not.

What does that mean?

It means I'm still alive.

Hey, what's wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing. Sorry.

Go back to sleep.