Chuck (2007–2012): Season 5, Episode 10 - Chuck Versus Bo - full transcript

Hi, I'm Chuck. Here are a few things
that you might need to know.

The Intersect made me a total jerk.

Not that it was the Intersect's fault.
It just brought out my inner jerk.

Don't scuff it Cabbage Patch.

I'm really sorry

for what I did to Alex.

This whole thing has gotten me thinking
about our lives, our future.

Is the spy lifestyle really
where we want to be raising our kids?

This is what I think
our coworkers are really up to.

You think they're spies?

I knew it!



For the record, I love this.

This is the most fun you and I
have had together in quite some time.

We should make more time for us.

I don't see how this is going to
make them forget that they found Castle.

X-13 gas.

Short-term memory eraser.

They'll forget the last 24 hours.

Right.
Gotcha.

They come to, think they tied one on
in Vegas, they're back to normal.

Or whatever normal was
for these guys.

Pop this right here.
Watch this.

That's not professional.

- Of course.
- That's good.

Morning.



I want to quit spying.

Let's talk about that.

I've been up all night,

and I've been thinking
about our futures

and, you know, maybe babies.

And I want all of that,
but the more I think about it,

I just don't know if that future goes
with the life that we're living now.

Both of us have been captured
more than once.

Every day,
we make a new dangerous enemy.

And I ran to the door with a gun because
I heard the newspaper being delivered.

Yeah, parents can't be
shooting the paperboy.

I'm a spy,

and that's all
I ever thought that I could be,

but I realized that we don't have
to give up what we've already built.

We can just shift
what Carmichael Industries does.

Shift it to what?

Countering cyberterrorism.

It's your tech firm idea,
but more spied up...

so we keep
your computer know-how and mix it

with my experience
in international bad guy-ery.

So we go after bad guys

who use keyboards instead of bullets.

We don't have to use bullets, either.

The timing of it does kind of feel right.
We've got nothing left hanging.

- No new missions.
- No wrongs to right.

Let's do it.

Now, how do we pitch the idea
to Casey?

I love it.

You know how I feel about bullets,
which is to say negatively.

This is fantastic.

Where do I fit in?
What am I, chief Googler?

You'd be doing a lot
of the same stuff hat you already do.

We're still going to need
field ops to recover stolen systems

and breaching companies' security
to find their weak spots.

Plus, wouldn't it be lovely
not to get shot at?

- Aren't you sick of being shot at?
- Or getting shot? You get shot a lot.

Not considering
how much I get shot at.

Think about Alex.
Do you know how happy she will be,

knowing that you're not
out there doing scary stuff?

I'll think about it.
But one thing's for sure,

we go through with this,
no more Buy More. We don't need a cover.

Let's kick the creepy
cousin out of the family.

No more Buy More.

Son, this came for you.

- What is this?
- Boy, get your fingers out of there!

- How you doing, Big Mike?
- Always a beautiful day in here.

- You really love it here, don't you?
- Like a turkey loves Thanksgiving.

You might want to rethink that one,
actually.

- My old iPhone.
- Doesn't really seem to be your style.

This was from a few months ago.

I was kind of going through a thing.

The frosted tips phase.

Made it real hard not to smack you.

I can imagine.

If you're getting this,

something has gone terribly wrong.

I was getting my party on,
having a great time.

This dude comes up to me
with this pair of Intersect glasses,

and he grabs me.
I kick his ass.

No prob, as per yooszh.

I grab the glasses, and I stash them.

Dude, I stash them in a vault.

But, like I was saying,
I have been partying

my freaking face off,
so I'm a little discombobulated.

Which is an amazing word.
If this guy catches up to me,

I want you to know something.
I know that you love me.

Tell the world of my glory.

But above... above all,

you find those glasses.

You find them.

What is this, and where were you?

I don't know, Chuck.
I don't know.

Between the Intersect mind-melting

and clearly, copious amounts of booze,
it's all a blank.

I bought that
label maker you all made fun of,

because at least
I got the phone back.

So there's a stolen Intersect
out there somewhere.

Guess we're not retired after all.

It doesn't change the plan.
It just means we have one last mission.

- Why would she...
- No!

What?

Things never turn out well
when you say "one last mission."

Is this just because
of some stupid movie?

You never say "one last mission."

- Come on.
- Never.

Chuck 5x10 - Chuck Versus Bo

Look that airia that of this clif.

- I was so cool back then.
- Counterpoint.

Are you wearing
a fake dreadlock ski hat?

Really?
Is that...

- Yeah, I was.
- Look at the dates on these calls.

It's when you were working
for Verbanski.

And look at these text messages.

There's a name... "BD."
Does that jog your memory?

Negative.
What does BD say?

"Where'd you go?"

Maybe send BD a message.

If they were with you
when you found the glasses,

then maybe we can get a clue.

"Sorry, disappeared.

"What's up?"

No, I was a little more douchey
than that.

- "Wassup?" With a bunch of S's?
- Sure.

And in the meantime, let's try and find
a way to help you remember something.

What is it exactly that you two
think I do for a living?

Brain science.

Didn't you learn
how to hypnotize people

at school to get at lost memories?

In psychotherapy class,
but that was years ago.

I really hope this works.
I'm a little skeptical, 'cause...

I don't think this brain
can be hypnotized. It's like a fortress.

So, focus.

Look at the pen.

Deep breaths.

Breathe.

Sweet mother of all that is holy.

Where are we?

I don't know.

You're wearing a Vegas hat.
We must have gone to Vegas...

and stole a car. We must have just
partied too hard, and now...

A woman gave us her underpants?

Breathe on me.

There's no alcohol on your breath.

Just gefilte fish curry, like always.

Really?

Something really weird is up.

I remember is that there's something
going on underneath the Buy More.

With Bartowski and Grimes

and Casey and that whorey blonde.

- We've got to get to the bottom of this.
- You're right.

And we're going to do that
by sticking

to those fools like the
stink on my breath.

Now, to the Buy More.

Careful.

Careful.

Light traffic day.

I think Morgan might really
be hypnotized in there.

I've been looking
at some new possible office spaces.

Above ground.
We could have windows.

If we ever get there.

What do you mean?

It just seems like no matter what,
the Intersect keeps finding me.

I keep trying to break free,

and the very thing that started
this keeps hooking us back in.

We're going to finish this.

And we're going to move on.

You want to see
your new office space?

No, because we ain't out yet.

Even if it belonged to a little someone
named Ronald Wilson Reagan?

Seriously?

The Gipper?

I got something.

Morgan keeps repeating the phrases
"emerald and gold" and the number "ten."

"Emerald and gold".
What does that mean?

I don't know.
I tried to push him a little further,

but I think
I got a little too aggressive.

You're so hot.

You're so hot.

And if you went to prom with me, I would
be the stokedest guy in high school.

I think I took him back too far.

It's possible.

Let's undo this.
Look at the pen.

I don't know how to look
at anything but you.

You're so beautiful.

I didn't say anything
stupid while I was under?

You get a return text yet?

Nothing.

Are you the manager?

I want to return this blender.

Sure.
Do you have a receipt?

Let me check.

Are you in a serious relationship?

- Excuse me?
- I just want to know

if you're in a serious relationship
right now.

I'll call you back.

- Actually, yeah. Back to the blender...
- Do you love her?

That's a really personal question
for a blender return.

Dale, I told you
to stop bothering me.

Morgan, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, no, sure.
Who's Dale?

He's just a guy I went out with
a few times when we broke up.

He's nobody.
Really.

Nobody?

So I guess it was nobody that...

Wait, how did you put it?
Filled your body with rainbows?

Please tell me he's talking
about finger painting, all right?

Because I don't even understand
how that even works.

Please,
there's nothing between us, okay?

I was just hurt,
and I was missing you,

and so I acted out
a little physically.

You acted out physically?

I think I'm going to be sick.

There were rainbows.

I love him, Dale.
So just stop coming here.

We got a text.

Thank God.

Let's talk later, you and I, okay?

There he's.

What?

You're the one
that pulled the text message breakup.

Alex, always great to see you.

Dale, store credit only.

- We never hugged.
- Are you kidding me?

Sorry.

We lost them!

She acted out physically?

Morgan, I know this is hard,

but you did dump her via text.

I know, the whole text thing.
I know I shouldn't be mad,

but I'm.
You want to know why?

Because I was true blue, baby,
that's right.

While she was out there gallivanting
all over town,

spreading her filthy rainbows
to every Tom, Dick and Harry,

I stayed strong.
I did.

I need to know every detail.
Every little morsel I got to find out.

I know you're upset,

but I don't think knowing
all the gory rainbowed details

is going to make you feel
any better about it.

Right, boss.

There's a Golden Peak Resort
in Vail, Colorado, and...

It's a Michael Carmichael
registered the night in question.

Looks like that's our ski town.

All right, let's pack up.

Sadly, you're going
to need to look the way

you did that weekend,
so do you still have any more of that

hair bleach
and your Affliction T-shirt?

Who would know?
Why...? Yes.

Great, let's go.

Looks like all of Vail is here.

Hope BD is, too.

Any of this triggering a memory,
Grimes?

Nope, nothing yet.

You two better love each other.

It's sickening
the amount of meaningless

physical encounters
that happen nowadays.

Bo Derek!

BD?

BD is Bo Derek?

Thought I'd never
see you again, lover.

Hello Bo Derek's tongue.

Morgan, you need to stay with it.

We need to find out everything
she knows.

I thought for sure I'd hear
from you sooner. Bad boy.

You're the guy who made out
with Bo Derek, so act like it.

Yeah, I know. That's just bad boy stuff.
That's just how I roll.

Hi, Bo Derek.
I'm Chuck. My name's Chuck.

Really big, big fan.

Just loved so, so much.

- We really do.
- I know what you did with that poster.

I wouldn't...

Not that I didn't love
the poster as a boy.

- How do you know my friend here?
- I don't like to kiss and tell,

but your friend rocked my world
one magical night in November.

Seriously?

- Seriously?
- Seriously?

No, I'll never forget that...
that evening.

But, how did I got about that.
The rocking?

Words would ruin it, but...

there were definitely
rainbows involved.

Check that out, there were rainbows.

I guess Alex wasn't the only one
with secrets?

Bo, what exactly
happened that evening?

Because I'm a little fuzzy, you know,

- with all the gluggity.
- You were a bit out of hand.

Come on, I'll show you.

I'm always out of hand.

Remember this?

Seems like a lot of people
might know what you did that night.

He was telling everyone
who would listen,

how he'd saved the world that day.

- You're such a funny bunny.
- I'm.

What else did I mention?
Because I lost something

and I'm trying to retrace my steps.

Yeah, what did Funny Bunny do

- when he left the bar?
- He came to my room.

Maybe the vault that the glasses

are in is a safe in Bo Derek's room.
You need to get up there now.

I have a girlfriend.

You should
have remembered that two months ago.

Now get to work.

They're looking for a vault.
Write that down.

We're not forgetting
anything this time.

Man, this brings back some memories.

Speaking of which, you're
not still staying in that room are you?

Because if you're...
Oh, boy. Ding, round two.

Come on.

- Have fun.
- You know I will.

You remember this?

Yes, I do.
Who could forget this?

Hey, now.

Incidentally, Bo Derek,

is this where the rainbows happened?

I'm curious only because
they've been coming up a lot lately,

and I would love to know specifically

what makes them happen?
What is the trigger, you know.

I'll show you.

Cool.
Can't wait.

Taking off my pants now, Chuck.

Oh, dude,

Bo Derek is taking your pants off.

Just go with it, okay?
Ask her to tell you more about that night.

So,

you know what I would love?

Totally love, Bo Derek, is...

Tell me the story
about our night together.

Okay.
But only if you tell me exactly

what you've done
since I was with you last.

Deal, lover.

So I first noticed you
when you were getting a lap dance

from that dirty whore Jaclyn Smith.

And that was when he got
the whole bar singing

"Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go,"
unironically.

Right, so he didn't tell you
anything else about his night?

He got me pretty wasted.

I woke up the next morning behind
the bar in a puddle of Rumplemintz.

And then we played the funniest game,

where you hid and I found you,
and then I hid and you found me.

So fun.

All I've been able to dig up
is what we know.

Grimes was an ass.

I'm getting the same thing.

Chuck, how's it going with Bo?

Have you had any sneak peeks
of your childhood crush's boobies?

What?
No.

Shut up.

We have a situation.

You're kidding me.
How did they track us here?

This is what you get
when you fly commercial.

- I'll take care of it.
- Copy.

Were you just asking
about Morgan Grimes?

That dude's hilarious.

I gave him
the most wacked tattoo ever.

You gave him a tattoo?

Tattoo.

Morgan, I need you out here ASAP.

Be careful.

You know what I'm going to do?
I'm going to get us a little fresh ice.

- What do you think about that?
- Okay. Hurry back.

No problem.

And bring back a couple
extra cubes for play time.

You two.

Do whatever you want.
We know what's going on here.

We're not going to forget.

I disagree.

What is that?
That smells nice.

Doesn't it?

That woman is into me.

I'm scared that what is going to take place
is going to be worse than whatever

acting out Alex did.
Plus we were broken up, so...

you have a tattoo.

No, I do not.

What?
What are you...?

"Don't trust Bo Derek."
That's what your tattoo says.

She must be involved
with the Intersect theft.

Not the strangest place a man
has tattooed my name.

Now take me to the glasses.

I'm just going to go out and say it...
you're no longer a perfect 10.

I know you remember something.
My backup is on the way

And you do not want
to know what they will do...

Sorry, I had to do that
to your girlfriend.

You didn't hit her in the face.

I'm kidding.
But it is Bo Derek.

Sweet mother of all that is holy.

Dude, what happened?
Where are we?

I don't know.

You're wearing a Vegas hat.
We must've gone to Vegas.

Yeah, stole a car.

Must have just partied too hard,
and now...

A woman gave us her underpants?

Breathe on me.

There's no alcohol on your breath.
Just gefilte fish curry like always.

I remember was that there was
something underneath the Buy More.

Wait.

We left ourselves a clue.

"Bo Derek"?

So...

Bo...

Bo Derek...

tell me about your night with Morgan,

and this time for real.

Yes, please.

And how Bo Derek got involved
with the Intersect.

Acting isn't the only gig
I got because of my looks

and my capacity to make believe.

Are you trying to say
that Bo Derek is a spy?

My boss had gotten word

someone was running around
the intelligence community,

bragging that he was the Intersect.

So we were already on the lookout
for him when he surfaced

so publicly one night in Vail.

Publicly?

I doubt that.

Pretty sure I was keeping
a low profile.

Who wants to party
with the freaking Intersect?!

I'm the most powerful
weapon in the world!

You, maybe.

You...

Hello...

Hey, baby, you're gonna hate him!

That was real?

And a follow-up question:

If that was real,
were the rainbows real?

It meant nothing.

It was only physical.

What is it with women
and this "only phys..."?

What happened next?

Then I drugged you
and called my boss.

So this is what they put
the Intersect into these days.

What are you, an intern?

You take that back.

You take that back because
this Intersect...

this Intersect can almost
focus on your stupid face,

- and when I do...
- Shut up. Morgan Grimes.

Aka Morgan Carmichael...
which is ridiculous.

You're not the only one
with the Intersect, honey bunny.

I spent a lot of time
and money getting these glasses.

I haven't used them yet

because I hear there are side effects.

You seem fine.

I'm fine.
It's you.

You made an enormous mistake
telling me all this.

See your men here? Done, finished.
I'm gonna take them out.

And then I'm gonna hunt you down,

and I'm gonna arrest you for treason.

I don't think so,

because you're not gonna
remember any of this.

X-13.

As soon as you fall asleep,

the last 24 hours of your little life

will just disappear.

And here's how confident I'm of that.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Nicholas Quinn.

And I'm about to become
the Intersect.

Give me the glasses!

Sorry, Bo Derek!

So we're looking for Nicholas Quinn.

- Bo Derek's been working for him.
- Bo Derek's a spy?

I know, right?
And a talky one to boot.

Quinn's got an independent spy agency,
but not like ours.

Nothing like ours.
This guy's list of clients is gnarly.

You're talking about Libyan Islamic
fighting group, Kim Jong-il.

And a couple of favorites
as well, like FULCRUM,

the Ring and Volkoff Industries.

What?

We've put some of his
biggest clients behind bars.

Did we get Kim Jong-il?

He's been getting screwed
by the Intersec.

The fat lip we can blame on the tattoo.
The ski jacket and the boxers

we can blame on Bo Derek,
but where are the glasses?

And where is this vault?

I don't know.
Guys, I don't know.

Bo Derek said that was the last
she saw of me.

I wouldn't have just stashed
the Intersect anywhere.

I would have put it somewhere safe.
Someplace that I knew.

And that's my guess, anyway.

Alex.

Let me deal with this.
I'll be back...

I gotta come clean on a few things.

Are you sure you want to do that?

Because I think maybe we should just,

you know let the past be the past.

I agree. It doesn't seem like
telling her the Bo Derek story

is gonna do anything
except upset her.

You slept with Bo Derek?

Maybe more than once.

I acted out physically, too.

And I,

I rocked Bo Derek's world.

- Sorry. Morgan...
- Yeah?

Dale, he doesn't matter, okay?

You don't have to make up
these stories.

No, I'm not lying.
Are you kidding me?

No. I made rainbows
shoot out of this woman.

There's Grimes.

Let's just confront him.
I know he's a part of this.

We're being sabotaged.

We gotta fly under the radar,
quietly keep an eye on them

and record on our person
anything we learn.

Great idea.

I gotta pee.

It's 3:14 p.m.
Write that down.

I think, though, it's better
if neither of us knows the details

of each other's
rainbow-related activities.

You were with Dale,

I was with Bo Derek, we're even.
Let's move past it now.

Okay, baby.

- We're even.
- That's my girl. Okay.

Son, do you have the master key?
I checked the vault, it wasn't there.

What'd you say?

The key.
I checked the manager's vault.

Any ideas?

Sweet lady Buy More.

Emerald and gold.

Big Mike,
is there a Buy More in Vail?

There's a Buy More in Vail,
and they had a break-in that night.

Of course,
I knew I put it somewhere familiar.

- It's in a manager's vault in Vail!
- Like all roads lead to the Buy More.

I'm never getting out of this place.

The Vail Buy More.

Lot of broken limbs on these morons.

I think you can only work here if
you've broken something skiing.

Grimes!
Remember me, buddy?

Sweet! I just tweeted
you were back in town.

Beers tonight to celebrate!

Oh, yeah, sweet!

He tweeted you're back in town?
If Quinn has been waiting

- for us to come back and search...
- We gotta hurry.

I hate Twitter.

Hello.
Excuse me, Miss... ter.

We're security specialists
with Carmichael Industries.

Corporate sent us to check out
the recent break-in.

Bored of you.
Talk to Big Michelle.

Our security is rock-solid.

I don't understand why Corporate
felt we needed to be checked up on.

This isn't criticism on your store.

We just want to do
a proper check for your safety.

Now, if you could first take us
to the manager's vault for a look-see.

How's a nice security check feel?

This is about as extreme
as it will get in our new job.

Nice, easy-peasy last mission.

It ain't over.
Keep your guard up.

I don't understand
why no one told me you were coming.

I'm gonna have to call

and get the go-ahead before
I open the vault, obviously.

So much for her
helping us open the vault.

We're gonna do
some safecracking today.

Hold on a second. Maybe not.
Let me try something.

One, two, three, four... boom.

- Seriously?
- I was too lazy change the code in Burbank.

One thing you can always count on:
Buy More laziness.

Where else could they be?
Maybe somebody moved them.

Maybe the person
who is currently knocked out cold.

The place is hopping right now.

This is the new expansion pack
for Gunz'n Gold.

The vault...

Could it be?

Nice work, Morgan.
Let's get out of here.

J'accuse.

You people are spies!

And we're not going to forget it,
because it is right here on my arm.

What he said!

Everybody out!

Charles Carmichael.

First guy who got it instead of me.

What are you talking about?

I'm former CIA, too.

The Intersect
was supposed to be mine.

But then Larkin stole it for you,

so I went back out in the field,
and I got captured.

And tortured...

in a hole in the ground,
for 378 days.

In a hole!

That was the best.

And then I was broken.

Dismissed.

And all because
the Intersect wasn't mine.

You don't want it.
You do not want it. Trust me.

It doesn't work right.
I lost memories, important movies.

- A bunch of stuff.
- He's right.

You don't want to trust me.
Nothing good can come from it.

Take a good look at your wife.

You'd get that without the Intersect?

I tried to win without it.

I tried.

Now give it to me!

Jeffrey... run!

Nice shot!

Thank you.

No, Casey...
Wait.

Quinn didn't get the Intersect.

We took down his team.
Let's call Beckman.

Tell them where he's.

Let's be done.
Can't we just be done?

We survived our last mission.

Let's leave behind the Intersect
and everyone involved with it.

We're done.

Okay.
I'll call Beckman.

I'm not done.
No, I'm not done.

I would like very much
to forget everything...

- Everything that I saw here today.
- Here we go again.

I'm scarred.

So scarred.

Sorry, Casey.

We can't kick the creepy cousin
out of the family just yet.

I knew it,
there's no alcohol on your breath.

It's just gefilte fish curry,
like always.

- I believe we've been set up.
- And what's all this?

We must've gotten
to the bottom of it.

Guess we were wrong.

That's kind of disappointing.

So now what do we do?

- We told me you might've gotten stranded.
- Yeah, apparently, we did.

Cheer up!

I brought turkey BLT Subway's.

From the Fresh Fit menu?

- Watching my weight.
- How many you have?

Only two.

Also, I had a thought.

We're already halfway to Vegas...

Bologna's doing some Native American

feelings workshop
about her period all weekend.

But are you saying...?

Vegas, baby!

Did I wake you?

No, it's...
I mean, yeah, but it's okay.

Where are you so early?

I'm sorry, I couldn't sleep.

I'm so excited
about starting everything.

I made an appointment to check out
some of these new office spaces,

and I thought that we could get
Casey and Morgan together

and have a little ceremony.

Pop some champagne

and toast to our futures,

and destroy the Intersect glasses.

I think that's the right end to this.

Yeah.
That sounds perfect.

Turns out saying "last mission"
wasn't a jinx after all?

I love you, Chuck.

I love you, too.

Never let the bad guy get away.

I've your husband.

Bring the Intersect
to the San Pedro docks, Pier 23,

2100 hours, or he dies.

Where is everyone?

You got anything?

Hold your fire.
They've got Chuck.

Sarah Walker, put the glasses down.

You show me Chuck first.

Situation's changed.
He'll be needed.

Now put the glasses down
on the ground in front of you.

It was a trap!
Where is he?

I don't know!
We gotta get out of here!

Casey, you got an exit?

No, not from here.

What's our next move?

I've got one clip left.

Walker, no!

Don't do it!

Okay, I got this.