Chuck (2007–2012): Season 4, Episode 24 - Chuck Versus the Cliffhanger - full transcript

When Chuck and Sarah enlist the help of Alexei Volkoff to stop his daughter from destroying their wedding, the CIA sends one of its best agents after them.

Hi I'm Chuck.

Here are a few things that
you might need to know.

There was an Intersect
before Chuck?

Dad used this program to input

a new identity
into an operative,

but once he went undercover,
something went wrong.

The program took over.

Agent X is Alexei Volkoff?

The CIA created one of
the most murderous men

in the history
of the world.

You know what happens if
they find out we know?



They order a guy
like me to put

a bullet in each
one of our heads.

The Norseman device.

It can kill a sing person
in the middle of a crowd

with 100% accuracy.

God, what is
that noise?

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah,

no, no, no, no, no,
help me!

You awake?

Are you thinking
about the wedding?

It's exactly one week away,
one single, solitary week.

Chuck, what if it rains?

That's good luck, right?

Well, what if it doesn't?



Are we freaking out?
We're freaking out.

That's normal, though,
it's normal to freak out

a little bit
a week before a wedding.

Unless...

It's cold feet?

No, no, no, because
I want to marry you.

I really want to
marry you, too.

It's just the church and
exchanging intimate feelings

in front of a crowd.

Wait, what if we did
a dry run?

A dry run?
Yeah,

yeah, a dry run,
you know,

that way we can work out
the kinks--

no people, no cameras.

Practice makes...

Perfect.

We'll be ready
for anything.

The poison is called thorium.

I don't know much

about it other than seeing
it kill a room full of men.

Thorium is a radioactive
metal, not a poison.

Was it liquid or solid?

Liquid, yellowish.

It's linked to her DNA somehow.

Then the thorium's
been synthesized.

Devon,

do you have
any ideas?

Poison guns aren't in
the textbooks. She's burning up.

I need a bath basin stat.

Hypothermia will decrease
the heart rate

and hopefully slow down

any tissue damage.

Chuck, if she's going
to survive the next 24 hours,

we need to know exactly
how this poison works.

And if it's exotic
like you're saying,

we need to find an antidote.

Okay, I told

everybody at the party
that she had food poisoning

and that she's going to be fine.

She's going to be fine, right?

Chuck.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, baby, hi,
I'm right here.

You look worried.

No, you know, it's just,
just wedding stuff.

Don't freak out.

We're ready for it.

Sarah.

Baby, I'm going to fix this.

We're going to get
married and be together

forever.

I love you.

There's only one person
who can get us that antidote,

and it's the man
who made the damn thing.

Hmm.

Volkoff.

Well, Volkoff's in a
super max penitentiary.

It'd take weeks
to get clearance.

Well, then, I guess
we're just going

to have to break in tonight.

There.
Mom, we've reached Volkoff's cell.

Copy that, Chuck,
you have precisely two minutes

before the alarm system
comes back up.

Already open.

That's not right.

Casey, where is Volkoff?

He's gone, Agent Bartowski.

Stay where you are.

Chuck, what is going on
in there?

I know that voice.

Casey, you're
going pale.

I go pale, you don't go pale.

Remember when I told you
opening up the Agent X files

would draw out
a remorseless son of a bitch

that would destroy
our whole team

without breaking
a sweat?

This is the guy they hire
to kill that guy.

Agent Bartowski,

Colonel Casey.
Listen, pal,

I don't know who you are
and frankly I don't care.

I need Volkoff
to save Sarah Walker's life.

Now, where is he?

Name's Decker, Clyde Decker,

and I'm informing you of a wash
order on the Agent X program

and Operation Bartowski.

What does that mean?

It means your CIA resources

are revoked.

But Sarah is dying.

I don't care!

Now, stand down or get buried.

No.

No?

Let me explain.

That guy might think he's a
hard-ass, but I'm the Intersect.

Let's move.

♪ Chuck 4x24 ♪
Chuck Versus the Cliffhanger
Original Air Date on May 16, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Chuck?

Any news?

Sarah's temperature is down,
but it's not stabilizing.

What does that mean, El?

Well, there's signs of a total-
body dose of radiation.

She's breathing
on her own,

but she's in and out
of consciousness.

How long does she have?

At this rate, I would say
that she has 12 hours.

She's here.

Thanks for helping
us, General.

Decker is transporting Volkoff
to a black site outside Phoenix.

No one who's gone in
has ever come out.

We need to intercept
Volkoff in transit.

They're on the 10 East
an hour ahead of you.

Well, then, we need
something with speed.

Can we still get into Castle?

Chuck,

you realize,
if you go against Decker,

you're going against the CIA.

You and Sarah will have
to disappear forever.

You'll never see
your family again.

I'll do anything I need to do
to save Sarah.

This should work.

So what's
the bright idea, Chuck?

And why are you keeping
us in the dark?

I want the Nighthawk.

Absolutely not.

A prototype--
never been tested.

11 hours and counting--
I don't give a damn.

♪ ♪

You're not even supposed
to know about the Nighthawk.

Come on, you thought you
could keep a super bike

secret from me?

She'll do 250 on the highway.

You two will navigate
from Castle.

Chuck, have
you ever even

ridden a motorcycle?

And I hope to God
the answer is no.

♪ ♪

Charles, I know

time is of the essence,

but you are driving
awfully fast.

Sorry, Mom.

Don't get all icy
on me, Volkoff.

I come in peace.

This transfer is not
about killing you.

CIA wants you for some testing,
that's all.

Testing?

Regarding Agent X.

You playing coy or you don't
remember any of this?

Casey, Casey, I'm coming up

on the transport.

Your real name

is Hartley Winterbottom.

Nobody names a person that.

Volkoff is

a fictitious profile you created
with Stephen J. Bartowski.

What on earth
are you talking about?

Tech boys wanted you

sans Volkoff, so...

do svidaniya, Alexei.

Casey, Mom, light it up.

Hold tight.

We're under attack.

Volkoff has been breached.
Need backup.

Chuck, you have 60 seconds
to get him out of there.

They've called in air support.

Hey.

Come on, wake up.

You're coming with me.

I am?

Why?

Vivian shot Sarah
with The Norseman--

I don't have time to explain
everything right now.

Who shot whom with what?

Bartowski, you are
galactically insubordinate.

I'm almost impressed.

I'm taking Volkoff with me.

One problem--
that ain't Volkoff.

His name's Hartley.

Volkoff was
an Intersect implant.

It's gone now.

Hello.

Gentle as a lamb.

Give up, Chuck,
you're done.

Um, um, Bartowski.

Are you related
to Stephen Bartowski?

I'm his son, and you're coming
with me right now.

On that?

That looks very dangerous.

I said now!

You are kidnapping a government
prisoner, peckerwood!

Hang tight.

Uh-huh.

Is he still in charge?

If only.
The Volkoff profile

that you and Stephen
developed for the Intersect

was only supposed to
last for a couple months.

What did I do?

I mean, what did Volkoff do
for 30 years?

What kind of a man was I?

You were very successful

in a highly
competitive business.

No, Mary.

There's got to be more
to it than that.

If someone's been struck
by The Norseman.

Hartley, I'm sorry,

but we don't have time for this.
Okay, please.

My fiancée has been poisoned
by The Norseman, and right now,

I need your help
to save her life.

Right, right, The Norseman.

Um, it was developed
alongside the Intersect.

And it was a weapon
of deterrence.

They were going
to collect the DNA

of all the top black marketeers
in the world.

Oh, you could whack 'em
if they got out of line.

That's smart.
Reagan smart.

Yeah. Peace through violence.

Remember, it was the '80s.

Hartley, is there
an antidote?

Iridium 5.

Okay, how-how...
how do we get it?

Oh, it's simple.
I can make that for you.

Great. That's great.
That's fantastic.

We'll talk on the way
to the hospital. Let's go.

Once we secure
the antidote,

we'll discuss our plans for Viv.

Viv?

Yeah, gal named Vivian
fired The Norseman on Sarah.

Which doesn't matter right now.
What does is the antidote.

Charles, who's Vivian?

It's a Winterbottom family name.

She's your daughter.

My daughter?

And she's your enemy?

It's a long story.

Terrible mistakes
were made.

And now we have
to clean them up.

Will you help me save Sarah?

Yeah. Of course I will.

Thank you.

Okay, here we go.

Okay.

That's all you...
That's all you got there?

I mean, these are our
wedding vows, after all, so...

I think I covered the bases.

Okay, cool. Yeah, good, good.

You go, then I'll go,

and then we'll have a little
note session afterwards.

Okay. I'm just gonna go...

You-You go, mm-hmm.

"Chuck,

"you're a gift.

"You're a gift I never dreamed
I could want or need,

"and every day,
I will show you

"that you're a gift
that I deserve.

"You make me the best person
I could ever hope to be,

"and I want to spend
and learn and love

the rest of my life with you."

Talky?

Perfect.

So perfect. So perfect.
Oh, my God.

Sarah. Oh, Sarah.

Oh, mine are a tear-down.

This is a page one rewrite.

I scripted a
wardrobe change.

You know, and a pause
for applause.

Chuck, don't freak out.

Whatever they are,
they will be perfect.

Something's wrong.

The Iridium slowed the
spread of the poison,

but her temperature
is creeping back up.

What are we talking about?

I think that you
bought more time,

but she's still deteriorating.

Okay, okay. Okay, what's next?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't...?

Come on. Come on, people, think.
Think about this.

If there's an Iridium 5,
there's got to be

an Iridium 6, right?

About four years ago,

Volkoff was working
on a new compound.

Very secret.

File was labeled "Lead Apron."

Which is a way to protect
against radioactive poisoning.

Volkoff must have known that...

No, I must
have known that

number five was weak,

and developed the next stage
antidote, Iridium 6.

Volkoff kept the project

close, at his Moscow base.

El, what's
our time frame?

A day,

maybe less.

And we're out
of here ASAP.

I still have friends
in Global Strike Command.

They'll be happy to give us
a free jump to Russia.

They love mixing it up
with the Reds.

Bartowski!

Guns.
You may be the Intersect, boy,

but you can't outrun a bullet.

Chuck!

So, of course, Chuck goes
marching back to these bullies,

and he demands them
to give me back my pants.

Says he's gonna call

the Intergalactic
Firestorm Federation,

which, by the way,
doesn't exist.

There's no such thing.

Chuck just,

you know, made it
up on the spot,

but, uh, he got me
my pants back.

You know, I love those pants.

Anyway, long story

just to say that...

Chuck never gives up.

You know that already.

What are you doing?

Sarah's dying!

I'm aware of that.

You're aware of that?
I can save her. Please.

She's CIA, just like you,
Decker.

Let me go get the antidote.

One last mission.
That's all I'm asking for.

You're fired, Chuck.

As of... right now.

Operation Bartowski is done.

The Buy More is for sale.

Fine. Fine. Fire me.
Just let me go.

Chuck, there is one last thing
I need from you.

Some CIA property.

What is that?

A suppression device.

They say it only hurts... a lot.

What...?

No. No, no, no, no, no!

Don't take the Intersect!
I need it for the antidote.

I need it
to save Sarah!

I know, Chuck. I know.

No!

No!

What do you want, Clyde?

You're going
to convince Agent Bartowski

and his mom that this is over.

No one can know the true origin
of Alexei Volkoff.

Hmm?

Uncuff him.

John,

I don't need to threaten you
to follow an order.

You're a Marine.

Now, you're going
to do this to protect

the greater good.

Your country.

Hmm.

I'm onto you.

You know I'm not gonna
bail out on Walker.

You think I'm just gonna
accept your offer,

try to escape
with Frost and Chuck.

But it's a setup.

And when I make my
move, you kill us all.

In the report, you
make yourself out

to be the good guy, right?

A real hero.

It's all right.

See... John...

...I'm not afraid...
to be the bad guy.

Neither am I.

Hey, Casey, what's up?

We're making our move.

Does the CIA still have
a man on you?

Yes. Yes, they do.

Well, take him out now!

Meet me back at the apartment.

Yes, sir. Okay, all right.

What's going on?

We're getting Chuck
and Hartley out of here.

Your mom and I
are the magnet.

We're gonna stay here
and distract Decker.

You two get out
in the confusion.

It's the only way
you'll make it to Moscow.

But Casey, they took
the Intersect out of me.

Shut up. You're
Chuck Bartowski,

the second best spy
I've ever worked with.

Now you're gonna go
save the best one.

I-I'm sorry.
What am I supposed to do?

You and Chuck need to break
into Volkoff Industries.

There'll be lots of
security there,

so, you'll have to go
as your old self.

Of course, as Volkoff.

Yes, but he's not you.

He's a mean,
dictatorial, conniving...

Manipulative, amoral...

Limey with relatively
good teeth.

Sounds like I was a monster.

You were.

And you didn't tell me this
for a reason?

My daughter.

I made her into me?

I made her into Volkoff.

I'm sorry, Hartley.

Hey, guys, guys,
we have a situation.

All right, we need
to take out this CIA guard

at the end of the hall.

What? Dude, we don't do
that kind of thing.

Wait. Morgan, is he dangerous?

Yes. Yes, very.

Devon, take him out.

Wait. What? No.
I'm standing right here.

Okay, I'm the professional spy.

Devon will go and
distract this guard.

I will be the one
doing the taking out.

Little spy maneuver we
like to call "the magnet."

So, what,
you're gonna punch him out?

Mm. I don't know.
Probably sweep the leg.

Haven't decided.
I like to improvise.

Move. Up.

Chuck?

New identities. Untraceable.

Extremely rare.

I made them years ago
for an occasion just like this.

You have to use
them, Chuck.

You and Sarah need to disappear.

Got it.

Casey, if I never...

You get the antidote,
you get it to Sarah,

then disappear.

You do whatever it takes,
you save her.

Am I ever gonna see you
again, Mom?

Not if everything goes right.

Good-bye, Chuck.

I love you.

Come on, come on.

All right, Morgan,
sweep the leg.

Or karate chop.

Or roundhouse kick.

Or running... Or, uh...

Or, uh...

You are supposed
to be the magnet.

Dude, sweep the leg?

Come on.

In real life,
you just make a fist

and you hit him
as hard as you can.

You got lucky.

So this is it--

Volkoff Industries.

It's, uh... very stark.

Charles, do you think
this suit is a bit much?

T-Too much sheen?

Remember, Hartley, you are
Alexei Volkoff, okay?

Don't think
about the suit.

Just say as little as possible
and we'll be fine.

Think angry thoughts.

Um, actually, my mind
has just gone blank.

I think I've forgotten
the plan again.

Simply approach
the receptionist and tell her

in a very bold
and Volkoffian way,

you are here to see Vivian.

She'll lead us
to your private elevator.

Once inside the elevator,

I'll slip into the air shaft,
go to the lab.

I can't do it.

No, you have to do it.
No,

I'm not this man,
I'm a scientist.

Your plan is not going
to work, Charles.

Listen to me, it will work.

My plans always work, I promise.

But you're not the
spy you used to be

and I'm not the
villain I used to be.

We can't do this.

Damn it, we can.

If we work together, we can.

What is it, what is going on?

What if she's up there?

My daughter.

This is about Vivian?

I don't know her.

W-What do you say
to a daughter

you've never even met?

"I'm so sorry I've
ruined your life"?

No, no.

I'm sorry, I can't see her.

I'm gonna run away now.

No,

Hart-- wait!

Can I help you?

My name is Charles
Car-- Chuck Bartowski,

and I'm here to see
Vivian Volkoff.

And what is this
in regard to?

She wants to kill me.

I don't believe it.

Charles Carmichael.

I'm impressed.

Walking into my
office unarmed--

bold... stupid but bold.

Sarah is still alive.

How can that be?

It doesn't matter.
What matters

is that I need a vial
of the antidote iridium-6.

Your father stored it here
and I need it.

You need it.

Please, I'm pleading with you.

I am here to plead
for Sarah's life.

What's the trick, Chuck?

What's the clever plan
that gets you out of this?

I'm all out of plans.

The woman that I love is dying
and all I can do is hope

that you haven't totally become
this person.

Everything that you have

ever said was done
to manipulate me.

You told me
my father was a monster

and now you tell me
he's someone else,

some sort of hero?

I wouldn't say hero.

Bloody fool,
more like.

I signed on
for a mission

simply 'cause they needed
a scientist,

and then I convinced
his father,

my friend Stephen,

to let me use his computer
program to help me.

How did you
get in here?

Oh, I just asked
to be shown to my office.

Everyone was really nice.

They, they all jumped up
to help me.

I guess I must have been
a harsh boss.

And father.

I'm so sorry.

You're sorry?

You made me
your succession plan.

This was my grandmother's.

Her name
was Vivian.

She rode horses...

and she looked just like you.

Don't you
see, Vivian?

You're a good person and
you come from a good family.

You've fallen
into the wrong world,

the wrong life,
but this isn't you.

You're not
a killer.

I killed Sarah in cold blood.

But you haven't, you haven't
yet, there's still time.

You can give me the antidote
and I can save her.

No.

I have to be
Volkoff now!

I am this building,
I am this company.

I can never leave,
I can never go back.

What if you could?

How?

These are
blank identities.

They're very rare and
they're very clean.

You'd have to give up
Volkoff Industries,

but if you take these,
you can start over

anywhere in the world,
both of you.

But Charles...
h-how are you going to escape?

It doesn't matter, okay?!
The only thing

that matters is saving Sarah
at this point.

Vivian, I don't know you,
but I'd like to.

If you pull that trigger...

you'll lose yourself forever
like I did.

You can still change.

Please, will you help me?

My brother is cutting it close.

The whole place
is surrounded

by Decker's men.

Chuck's never going
to be able to get in there.

No, he'll have a plan.

Chuck will come up
with something.

What the hell?

Sorry we're
late, Morgan.

Egypt took longer
than we thought.

Not a problem, ladies,
thank you for coming.

I called Sarah's bridesmaids
as soon as their plane landed.

Don't give me

any grief, Casey,
we're here for Sarah.

Glad you're here.

Meet Mary the
mother-in-law.

Hi.

We have a signal.

Repeat that.
What did you say?

Something's approaching by air.

I have the antidote.

Let me in.

Get him out of here.

Hey!

Decker,

let him in!

Thanks for coming, guys.

You're welcome, Chuck.

Hey, let him in, douche.

You're all under arrest.

Kind of disappointed
in you, Bartowski.

You thought you
could get past me

with a few of your spy friends?

You should
have known

I'd bring an army to stop you.

I know the move...

but we have a move of our own.

It's called
the magnet.

See, while you're busy
looking at me

and all of my spy friends,

you're missing something
really, really big,

care of Volkoff Industries.

Russians, so many Russians.

♪ ♪

Russian special forces.

You really are a traitor.

Just for the day.

This is a file

that contains all of Project X,
the cover-up,

and your involvement
in all of it.

If anything happens to Sarah
or my friends or family,

this story hits
the front page

of every paper
in the United States.

You're done.

I quit.

Now get out of my way.

♪ ♪

I do.

♪ ♪

I do.

Sarah. Baby.

Good, so when we do it for
real, we'll be ready.

I think we left out one
pretty important little detail.

It's not too late.

It's not too late.
It's not too late.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Uh...

Right, my vows.

My turn for that.

They just don't cut it.
I'm sorry, Sarah.

How do I express the depth
of my love for you?

Or my dreams for our future?

Or the fact that I will fight
for you every day?

Or that our kids

will be like little superheroes
with little capes

and stuff like that?

Words can't express that.
They don't

do it justice.
They just don't cut it.

So no vows.

I'll just prove it
to you every day

for the rest of our lives.

You can count on me.

Perfect.

Do you, um, Charles Bartowski...

...take this woman

to be your, uh...

...lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

And do you take this man...?

I do.

Okay.

Well, by the power
vested in me

by the Intergalactic
Federation of Planets...

...I now pronounce you
man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Come here.

Trust me, Chuck.

You and I-- we're perfect
for each other,

and I want to spend the
rest of my life with you

away from everyone else
and away from the spotlight.

I love you.

I love you, Chuck.

And nothing's ever
gonna change that.

I feel like I should be
James Bond right now.

You know, like the guy
who's standing on this balcony

with you right now
in this moment. I mean, he...

I didn't fall in love
with James Bond.

I fell in love with you.

Welcome to the family.

Love you.

To the airport,
my good man!

Morgan, what happened
to the driver?

Oh, no. I was always
the driver, Chuck.

Having a little trouble
letting go, I suppose.

Just roll up the partition,
would you, buddy?

As you wish.

As you wish!

Mrs. Chuck Bartowski.

Mr. Sarah Walker.

This is Chuck Bartowski,
happily married man.

What do you want, Morgan?

Charles, sorry
we missed the party,

but we did send a little gift
in our place.

Did you get it?

Hartley.

What are you talking about?

Look under your seat.

Just a little something for my
best friend's son and his bride.

Be wise with it, Charles.

Good luck.

What?

Oh, boy.

Hey, guys.

Well, well.

The prodigal son returns.

From my honeymoon.

Go ahead, chump.

Whistle past the graveyard.

The deal went through.

The Buy More's been sold.

Give it a week.

I guarantee we'll
all be jobless.

Leave us alone, please?
Private conversation.

Well, maybe just
give it a little time, fellas.

Get the hell
back to work!

The new owner
might stop by today.

I am working.

Guess it's the dawn
of a new chapter, eh, boy?

I'd watch that boy talk,
redneck.

From General Beckman.

Your personal effects.

Wouldn't want you to be
without your pocket protector.

Yeah, well, I'd rather wear this
than be in business with you.

You really think you've been
fighting evil, hmm?

Doing good?

You're just a pawn.
You always were.

What are you talking about?

You think
it was all a coincidence?

The Intersect,
FULCRUM, the Ring,

Shaw, Agent X?

That's all just part
of the plan, Bartowski.

Pieces on the puzzle board.

See you never, civilian.

Wait, wait, wait. What plan?

Huh? What plan?

My life was changed forever.

My friends were put in danger.

My family...

My father was killed, Decker.

A plan? Sounds more
like a conspiracy.

Question is,

who could control
our lives so well?

I don't know.
We've been racking our brains.

Ah, it doesn't
matter anyway.

It's not our fight.

You forget
the CIA fired our asses.

Okay, well,

what if we went into business
for ourselves?

And how exactly
would we do that?

Well, we have a base,
and the Buy More has proven

to be an excellent cover.

Uh, Mrs. B?

One thing.
The Buy More just sold.

Yeah. We know.

We bought it.

Hartley turned over all

of Volkoff's assets to us.

Wedding present.

877...

million dollars.

Although I like
to refer to it

as a cool billion, just 'cause
it's kind of more fun to say.

Mamacita, that's a lot of money.

And who better to handle
a billion dollars than me?

Us. Us. Us!

Our first purchase
was the Buy More

and everything below it.

Now we have

all of Volkoff's
resources at our disposal.

That's if you guys still want
to take out some bad guys.

Damn right we do.
Damn right we do.

You guys want a job?

Hell, yeah.
Hells, yeah.

Great! I took the liberty
of buying us a Gulf Stream

and all new tactical equipment.

We do have to
reoutfit Castle, though,

so, any ideas?

Wow. Freelance spies.

Yes! Men... and women
of action and adventure.

Under the radar,
above the law.

Oh, man, this is gonna be
so much fun.

Just, uh, huh.

Oh, nice. Slick new gig.

Slick new shades.

What could go wrong?

Oh.

Morgan?
Morgan?!

Morgan?

Morgan, did
you just...?

Guys... I know kung fu.

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