Hi, I'm Chuck. Here are a few things that you might need to know.
I'm putting together a new team, and I want you to lead them.
So this was your idea? Use my father's program to make your own Intersects?
Vicki, no! Don't shoot!
Chuck,
are you about to disarm a nuclear bomb using fruit juice?
Agent Bartowski, you will oversee all aspects
of the Intersect project from here on out.
Mrs. Woodcomb? Yes?
I believe that I have something of yours.
Great news.
I found my dad's computer.
Wow, Dad.
Still at it, babe?
Yeah.
Did you get Clara down?
Um...
Hon? What?
Oh, my God.
I'm so sleep deprived, I...
I'm not tired, although I feel...
I feel totally awake, you know?
You're in the zone. How's it going?
My dad's work is so amazing. I've never seen such
creative experimentation in neuroplasticity before.
His mind is... incredible.
That's probably where Clara gets it.
She said "arthroscopic" yesterday.
Honey, if Clara can say "arthroscopic"
she needs to stop pooping her pants.
You sure you should be digging around
on your dad's computer?
I mean, like you said, what if it's...
dangerous?
Well, I don't know.
But I've never seen anything like this before, Devon.
I think that he was working
on getting the neural circuitry in the brain
to reorganize itself. It's...
It's fascinating.
Don't worry, honey.
What's the worst that could happen?
Good morning, team.
As you know, today begins the agency's new agenda:
find Intersect candidates
who are as similar to Agent Bartowski as possible.
Thank you for joining us, Director.
The Intersect clearly works better in Chuck
than in anyone Director Bentley was able to find.
Ouch. So sorry.
This time our search will be led by the only man
who really knows what it's like to be an Intersect.
Chuck, we need you to find more Chucks.
Well, it's going to be tough,
you know... broke the mold, etcetera.
Just a reminder... you are all to provide support
to Agent Bartowski in any way he requires.
Chuck, you're in charge.
Thank you, General.
In charge. Well, man,
I'm-I'm-I'm moved, here.
I'm so proud of you. Well, thanks. I-I appreciate
the sentiment, Morgan. But it's really not that big a deal.
Although it does seem like it's been four years in the making.
Glad it hasn't gone to your head. I'm just saying,
I may have saved the city
by disarming a nuclear bomb using a juice box... Yes, you did.
But, be careful, 'cause remember last time you were in charge,
you led our party of D and D adventurers
to their fiery deaths.
We've been over this, Morgan, okay?
If Tom had cast the spell
of confusion, then we would have been out of that situation...
Well anyway...
that's neither here nor there!
But I do want to address the elephant in the room,
which is, you know, "reporting to me,"
which can be a little weird or awkward for some of you...
But I think you're all very important.
I hope you enjoy this.
I'll be back in charge as soon as you and your...
stupid pocket protector screw it up.
Um, excuse me.
Pocket protectors are not only very practical,
they are required Buy More attire, lady.
Okay! Well, using my own personality as a guide,
I've created an extensive psychological profile.
Langley culled their database for matches
and sent me four spies that are perfect candidates.
They're going to be here in an hour.
Good Lord. Four more Chucks.
All right. First up is Lewis.
Tech-ops specialist.
Star hacker by the age of 14.
His Warcraft Guild took down Deathwing, World First.
No. Yes.
And the coolest part...
Good afternoon.
He spent some time in England.
So he has a delightful English accent.
Josie.
Psy-ops genius.
A real feeler and emoter,
with a scary sense of intuition, which makes her great
in the interrogation room.
I get it.
You had to get a girl to find someone
as feely as you.
Bogie. Get down!
N- n-no. No, no, no.
Not a bogie, guys. Not a bogie.
This is Damian.
Former Navy Seal. Marksman award.
But because of his appearance,
he's been typecast by the Agency.
Spent the last ten years
embedded in and he's really sick of the desert.
Which kind of reminded me of...
when I was stuck in the Buy More.
I think he could really shine in an opportunity like this.
And last, but the opposite of least...
Wow.
Brody. The Brodster.
Nerdy. Emotional.
Into his family and friends.
Disarmingly attractive.
Dear God, there's another one.
Okay. Let's get to work, huh?
Casey, you'll be handling physical testing.
Sarah, you'll handle psychological evaluations.
So. You're in the field
and you have a conflict with your partner.
What do you do? You want me to say
that I'd talk about it right away.
But what I'd really do is manipulate my partner
into doing what I want.
And Morgan...
you're in charge of evaluating
the candidates' cultural knowledge.
Quick: Rush's best album.
Ah!
Caress of Steel.
No. Next!
I find that few conflicts come up if everyone can just be civil.
Charlton Heston sci-fi question for you.
What's cooler: Soylent Green or Omega Man?
Trick question: POTA.
Wow.
Hwah! Hwah! Hwah! Hwah!
Can somebody bring Lewis an icepack?
Favorite Bond: Connery excluded.
I have no opinion about any of this.
Why do men care so much about these things?
Nothing you're asking me matters at all.
What on earth is she talking about?
I'd talk about it, right away, for as long as it takes.
Nothing should ever wait or be left unsaid.
Sometimes it's best to say things
two or three times, even.
Most important graphic novelist: Grant Morrison
or Moore/Gibbons?
Kind of a Brian Vaughn man, myself.
Actually...
I've always secretly felt that way.
So, time to pick a new Intersect.
You ready, Chuck?
Yes.
Yes. I'm ready.
I was, uh,
I was honestly feeling...
kind of nervous earlier.
But I went upstairs,
got a little fresh air, and now
I am ready.
I just feel bad for the others,
though, you know? I mean...
We've really started to become friends through all this.
I'm the "cool boss." Yes,
you are incredibly cool.
Now, who are you going to choose?
Well, what's your vote?
I mean, just because I'm in charge
doesn't mean I don't value your opinion.
My opinion is, you're going to screw it up.
What is the diff...
Man, she hates me.
Well, you did steal her job.
You're her nemesis.
I hate being a nemesis.
Maybe I should take her out to coffee.
Bentley's no joke.
You should stop trying to befriend her and watch your back.
The only thing that's going to make her look worse than this
whole Greta debacle is you succeeding where she and I couldn't.
Now...
who's the new Intersect?
Nice!
What are you doing?
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Wow, really? Is it big BM day?
That's the best kind of day there is.
Now hand me some of them flyers,
and let's sell some TVs.
I'm-I'm sorry, Big Mike.
Why are you wearing the big B.M.?
I thought that we retired it.
It's for the new LED flat-screen TV sale.
The Large Mart has the same promotion going on today.
Those bastards!
They don't respect us.
I mean, the last five promotions that we've had,
Large Mart has had the same ones!
If we don't do something special
they are going to hand us our head in a handbasket,
just like always.
I don't know if that's... quite the expression.
But, l-l-let me tell you something.
You do not have to sell yourself like this.
Say what?
Other men wear collared shirts all day,
while I get to wear a...
a great big B.M. on my chest!
That's job satisfaction.
If you say so.
You know, son, as leader of the Buy More,
you set the tone.
Look, I know you got a lot going on here.
But remember,
the Buy More is a special place.
It can be fun here!
Okay. Okay. You're right.
You know what?
Let's have some fun, huh?
All right. That a boy.
Hey! Hey! No!
Aah... Hey!
Hey!
Hey, gang.
Say, uh, has anyone seen Brody?
No.
Haven't seen him.
Huh. All right.
Well, I guess Chuck has made his choice. Nobody ever picks me.
Hey, Devon, what's up?
I think I have some bad news.
Ellie's been working on your dad's computer.
What?!
That was supposed to be
under lock and key. How did she get it back?
She said some woman brought it over.
Told her that the Buy More tech dudes
gave it to her by mistake. No, no, no, no, no.
Chuck, I would have told you sooner,
but I didn't think she'd find anything.
But Chuck, she's making progress.
Okay, look, it is very important... imperative even...
that we stop that work immediately.
You should see how happy she's been.
I think the work is making her feel close to your dad again.
Listen, I'm stuck here for a little bit.
So I need you to take care of this right away.
Just replace the computer's hard drive with a blank one
when Ellie's not looking.
She'll think it just broke again.
And-and I'll take care of the rest.
Bye.
Director Bentley? Director Bentley, I need to ask you,
did you give the Orion computer to my sister Ellie? No.
Well, I don't mean to offend, but I don't believe you.
You shouldn't.
I gave it to her.
I knew it! I knew it, I knew it.
Okay, maybe you were unaware
that I feel very strongly about keeping my sister away from the CIA,
but now that you know that, I hope that
you respect it, because I'm in charge.
The problem is, I don't respect you.
Hey, hey, you can resent me all you want...
whether you like it or not, this is my project for a reason.
I'm going to tell Brody he's the new Intersect.
A choice I feel very confident...
What the...?
It's blood.
Ew.
And there's so much of it.
It's coming from over there.
Well, there goes your first choice.
Dear Lord!
There's been a murder!
So, Large Mart claims that this kidnapping is in retaliation.
See, I know no one here would break a two-year prank detente
with the Large Mart because, I as your leader,
have forbid it.
Why? Because it's just that important.
But there you have it.
They claim we kidnapped Kevin Bacon.
What did you two do?
Oh, you put Kevin Bacon in a closet?
Really?
Listen, we had to.
Otherwise, they would have dominated us
just like always, right?
'Cause weirdly, an adorable little pig
attracts more customers than a large man
wearing a big yellow and green B.M.
Call me crazy.
Ah.
Ah. Sweet.
I'm buying whatever he's selling.
I can't believe he's dead.
How could this happen on my watch
to my top recruit? Who would do this?
Well, nobody's been in Castle for a week
besides us, Bentley and the recruits.
That means the killer is still among us.
That's it, all of them.
Uh-uh.
And the one in your skivvies, mate.
It's like D and D all over again.
Okay, you are still in charge.
You need to be calm and confident.
But just remember, we need to figure this out, okay?
Right.
Calm... confident.
Okay.
Okay, here's the situation, people.
Castle is officially in lockdown.
Which means all cell phone use is blocked.
We will be going over all of the surveillance footage and interrogating
each and every one of you.
Now, Casey, Sarah, a little sidebar.
Looks like some of us are above suspicion.
Yes. Why do they get to keep their weapons?
Yeah, who the hell are they?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, enough of that.
Casey here has been a part of Team Bartowski
proudly, for years now,
and has saved my life countless times.
Oh, I get it now.
You're the Intersect's
brainless heavy.
Colonel Casey would never kill anyone...
who didn't deserve it.
What about her?
Uh, I think I can safely say that my fiancee here
would never kill anyone...
who didn't deserve it.
Your fiancee, huh?
Now I see it. What is that supposed to mean?
Wait, ba-ba-ba-ba, okay, okay.
You go back over there. You go back over there.
You come over here.
As I was saying, it is not Casey,
nor is it Sarah.
So therefore, the killer must be one of you.
Right. Let's blame the swarthy, bearded guy.
No, no.
I have lots of friends
who are terrorists.
This is just what my face looks like!
I didn't spend the last ten years
in a cave for my country
to have to deal with this.
I'm totally out of here.
Oh, and by the way, I'm Greek.
Greek? I wouldn't have guessed that.
Damian, wait!
Don't shoot anyone, Casey.
Damian, wait.
Wait.
Damian, halt. Please halt.
No, just, no! Please, just... I'm leaving now.
Damian...
Damian, no!
Just get me out of here.
He's losing a lot of blood.
I need a doctor!
I'm grabbing some bandages.
Let's just put some pressure on the wound.
Sarah, everything is off-line.
We can't access the surveillance videos anymore,
and all communication channels with CIA are dark.
Good job getting the emergency lights back up.
The bomb was linked to the three others.
The main power grid is out.
Since the doors were already on lockdown,
we're in here without any support. We're trapped?
This is not going well.
Listen to me, Chuck, the most important thing
about leadership is to convince everybody
that you have everything under control.
What if instead Casey was in charge, yeah?
Or maybe you could be in charge. It doesn't work like that.
I had my shot.
Almost nuked the Inland Empire.
These people have been following you for a week.
Chuck, look, you're not in charge by accident.
You did disarm a nuclear bomb containing fruit juice.
Okay, you can do this.
We're right behind you.
Thanks.
Okay, so... so here's the thing.
We are officially locked in, now, with a killer,
but not to worry... I have everything under control.
I feel calm.
Bloody hell, we're sitting here disarmed
and the meat head has all the guns.
Casey, listen,
you need to swallow this, okay? What's most important now
is to support Chuck. He needs to look like the boss. Fine.
I still don't trust an American operative
with a British accent.
Well, it's not my fault.
It's from my semester abroad.
Wait, one semester? You got an accent from four months in England?
Yeah, that's really annoying, dude.
Well, it's not that bad.
First off, I'd like to thank
all of the Large Mart representatives for coming.
Sincerely, I cannot apologize enough...
Just give us Kevin Bacon, and peace can be restored.
Fine. Fine.
I would like proof of life.
See, you have a certain human being of ours,
and, uh, I'd like to speak with him.
You won't be able to track the signal,
so don't bother.
Big Mike? Hello, son.
Thank God.
Big Mike, it's so good to hear your voice.
I was sick. I can't go a whole day without my number two.
How are you doing? I'm fine.
Whatever you do, don't give in to Large Mart's demands.
Of course I'm going to give in to their demands.
I got to get you out of there, okay?
Do you want me just to call the police?
Uh, the police have no jurisdiction here.
This isn't anything that can't be handled
within the confines of the shopping center.
And anyway, I'm having a nice time.
They brought in Subway flat bread breakfast sandwiches.
The steak, egg and cheese ones? With chipotle southwest sauce.
It reminds me of your mama.
Muy caliente. I've heard enough.
He has heard enough.
Okay, Marvin, here we are.
Take your pig and...
This some kind of joke?
Where is Kevin Bacon?
I don't... I don't know.
Okay, Marvin, you have my word.
I will get to the bottom of this.
But you need to give me till midnight, and I will find your pig.
Yeah, well, if you don't, I can't promise your friend's safety.
But I can promise you this...
a big flaming B.M.
on your doorstep.
Devon, I had a breakthrough.
What's going on?
Well, I had an epiphany between baby yoga and music.
I was trying to figure out how my dad's research
added up,
and then I thought about Clara,
and about how she's learning stuff so fast.
My dad was trying to figure out a way
to input knowledge into the human brain without having to learn it.
Wow. Yeah.
I mean, think about the implications, Devon.
He left that knowledge for me for a reason,
and I... and I figured it out, but why?
I just... I don't know
what he wanted me to do with it.
I just wish...
I wish he was here.
Yeah. Yeah.
We do.
So, Director,
the way I see it, you've got more motive than anyone.
You hate that I'm in charge.
You want my program to fail.
And you've said very mean things to me all day.
I would never do anything like this.
Oh, wouldn't you?
I mean, you've already gone after my sister,
so clearly you are willing to do anything
to benefit your own project.
Including murder.
And you're the only one who knew that Brody
was my first choice. Brody made you light up
like a 13-year-old girl.
Everyone knew he was your first choice.
What? Really?
I don't know what else you want me to say.
I didn't do it!
I'm not buying this
whole weepy thing. It doesn't fit your profile.
You're not the only one who's trained in psy-ops, you know.
You've been hiding something from us all week
and you've been highly emotional.
For your information, I'm emotional because
I got dumped last week by my boyfriend for being...
too emotional!
Look, I don't do too well with girls and crying.
You know what I mean?
Maybe we should be a little easier on her.
She's trained to do this, Chuck.
Do not let her manipulate you.
Okay, fine, I won't, I won't.
This is torture!
You're torturing me!
No, we're not! No, we're not torturing you!
There's no torture going on in here!
Although there is no clear definition.
Sarah...
Look, we're gonna get you some more painkillers very soon.
But first, you're gonna answer a few more questions, okay?
For example, why is your bag covered in sand, huh?
Which happens to be a great way to throw off
our X-ray equipment. Mighty convenient.
Or it's because everything I have is covered in sand!
Because the CIA won't send me anywhere
where there isn't any sand!
Old school. I like it.
It doesn't even work...
because there's sand in it.
Lewis, my tech guy...
and suspiciously, an elite bomb specialist.
You knew I had high hopes for you.
Maybe that was your motivation.
I mean, you knew that Brody was my first choice
and that you were my second.
No, I didn't know that, but thanks for not choosing me.
You didn't, you didn't know that?
Oh, looky what we have here!
Sharp! Can you explain this?
Uh, it's my knife.
Yes, but why do you have a knife
used by an IRA bomb maker in your bag?
Because I killed an IRA bomb maker
and I took it from him.
Walker, Bartowski, you figure out who the killer is yet?
No luck. It could be any one of them.
All we know is that whoever the killer is,
they were sitting in that chair.
I'm not even sure that we know that much.
Actually, Sarah,
I'm pretty certain, as there is a bomb
strapped to the bottom of the chair.
We gotta go right now!
Did you feel that?
I haven't felt anything for years.
What's happening?
My ears are ringing! I can't hear anything!
Are you okay?
Walker, glad you're still alive.
Yeah, I'm good, too. Thanks, buddy.
Damian caught another piece of shrapnel,
this time in the back.
Oh, my God, we gotta get him to a doctor!
We will.
Unless we die here.
Then he'll have to wait.
Everyone's here except Lewis.
Yeah, of course, the bomb expert.
He must have set up the bomb so he could get away, which means...
Lewis is the killer.
Seriously?
He was my second choice.
This is not just Car BM we're talking about here.
This is our Big Mike.
He's in real danger here, fellas. Real danger.
Think about it: what if these men were
to take away his sandwiches, hmm?
He is not built for that.
So I have to ask you one more time, okay:
Where is Kevin Bacon?
I don't know what to say, my friend. It's a...
it's a mystery.
It's an unsolvable mystery.
It is not a mystery! In fact,
it is quite obvious what has happened.
You stole Kevin Bacon, and therefore you two hid him, hmm?
Or...
did we?
Okay, Damian's unconscious, but he's still alive, for now.
Look, the good news is we can
trust each other again.
Lewis is clearly the one who planted the bombs
and killed Brody, who probably caught him in the process.
Brody!
We're gonna need all hands on deck.
Lewis is in Castle with nowhere to go.
That guy can build a bomb out of anything.
Watch for trip wires, booby-traps.
Yeah, also remember it's important
that we capture this guy alive.
Okay? We need to find out who he's working for.
Why he would have sabotaged Castle.
You just gonna stand around and talk about it, leader?
No, I'm gonna find Lewis and I'm gonna take that bastard down.
Listen, Director, I just wanted to apologize
for accusing you of murder.
And if you promise to stay away from my sister,
I think we can get past it.
Maybe even become friends.
Do you know what your problem is?
You want people to like you too much.
A good leader shouldn't care about that.
Sector Two clear.
You don't understand, six years we were together.
I mean, how did you get the Intersect to commit?
Sector One clear.
Clearly, you feel that way,
as you haven't made even the slightest of attempts to be liked.
That's not important to me.
Really? Not even a little bit? What, are you made of stone?
Shh! Did you hear that?
Guys, I hear movement in the ducts.
Yeah, I hear it too, Chuck. It's Lewis.
Crap. I lost him.
Casey, you got anything?
I'm right underneath him.
Freeze, Limey, if you want to keep your balls.
What the hell?
What is it?
It's a pig.
A pig?
You hid Kevin Bacon in the air ducts?
If you love something, let it go.
If it comes back, you can eat it.
He lives by a strange
philosophy of karma and diet.
It combines the two.
But it works for him.
A pig? Did he really just say...?
That means Lewis is still out there.
And all I've got is you. Whoa! Where you going?
I'm going to the Intersect room.
It's bombproof and it's the safest place in Castle.
Don't you...?
Director, stop! I command you!
Hey, hey! I don't wanna pull rank here,
but you can't just walk away from me like that.
Ooh, you don't want to pull rank
'cause I may not like you?
What is that?
That is none of your concern.
It is absolutely my concern.
It's my father's research. It's government property!
It's my sister using the computer...! It's a matter of national security!
National security?! You're putting my family in danger!
I am protecting my country and saving my project from you!
Do you see him?
I see him.
Mm-hmm.
We got you, Lewis.
There's nowhere left to go.
I think we can safely say that Lewis is not the killer.
Brilliant deduction, Sherlock.
It was bad. I mean I've seen bad, but this was grizzly.
That means the killer's still out there.
Leaves just the ladies. Figures.
All right, let's finish this.
It's not me, so that leaves you.
My sentiments exactly.
All right, everybody shut up and put your weapons down.
Unless it's one of them.
Whoa-whoa-whoa! Drop your guns.
You drop your guns! I want this to be over!
This is a mess. Okay, leader, whatcha got?
Who's the killer?
There's been a murder!
I know who did it.
What?
At first, I thought Brody's killer had to be Lewis,
since it made sense that my second choice would want to kill my first choice.
So I'm not your first or second choice. That's good to know.
No, no, no, no, no, no, look, look, I loved all of you guys.
Really. It's just that there can only be one number one
and one number two, but they're both dead now.
And if it makes you feel any better, I did suspect you
of being the killer for a little while,
mainly because of your...
volatile emotional state.
Sorry.
But you're not a murderer.
While going through your things, I found the pregnancy stick.
You're expecting.
Congratulations. I hope you're blessed with a boy.
So, which brings me to where my suspicions have
been pointing the entire time.
You must be joking.
Only one person was unaccounted for during Brody's
and Lewis's murders...
My opinion is you're going to screw it up.
...and who has unique access to Castle's infrastructure.
I'd be very careful.
I know it isn't you.
What?
She had ample opportunity
to kill me, and she didn't take it, okay?
I just wanted everyone on this side of the room
so I could quietly tell you:
it's Damien.
He's the killer, and he's probably armed.
Let's do it.
I'll flank him on the left.
I got your right.
I got your back, Chuck.
How about we go with Plan "B", Chuck?
You're going to let me out of here.
You're going to get me to a doctor, or...
...I'm going to blow us all up.
The boombox? Really?
I- I guess actually I should've expected that.
Look, be rational, okay? You want to get out of here
just as much as we do.
How do you know what I want?
I wasn't even one of your choices.
'Cause you don't want to die.
You've wanted out of here all along.
Brody caught you planting the explosives in Castle.
What are you doing?
That's why you killed him, and had to cover your tracks.
But when we locked this place down,
you knew it was only a matter of time
before we knew that you were the killer.
And that's when you really committed.
By blowing yourself up.
Knowing where the explosives were placed,
you used the door to shield yourself from the blast.
Bold move.
I had no choice.
But the bombs locked all the doors.
So you tried a new method.
Thinking that if we had
a killer in mind, we'd get you out. So,
you planted a bomb under your chair,
during your interrogation.
Ah! This is torture!
You're torturing me!
When the bomb went off, you used the chaos as cover
to kill and hide Lewis.
But unfortunately for you, we found him.
So now we know what happened, but we don't know why.
Who are you working for, Damian?
What are they after?
I came here for you, Chuck.
Now, you're going to get me out of here.
Chuck...
You know what you have to do.
We can't let you leave.
You know that.
So just put the bomb down.
No, thanks.
It's your choice, boss.
Sarah, the bomb's been activated.
It's okay, Chuck, you can do this.
I can, normally, yes, but not this fast. There are so many
security measures, I just can't defuse it in that amount of time.
Chuck, keep everybody as far away from the Intersect room
as possible. No, Bentley!
Bentley!
What are you doing?
The Intersect room is the only room
that can contain this blast.
The power's out, the doors won't shut!
There's a manual release.
No. No, no, no, no, there's got to be another way.
This is what a leader does.
Hey.
I hotwired the control panel, using my stupid
pocket protector, thank you very much.
Okay, come on. We don't have time.
Oh!
Congratulations on solving the murder mystery
and for saving Castle from destruction.
And a special commendation to you, Chuck.
You were a true leader.
Thank you, General.
But I'm only as strong as the team that surrounds me,
and, as always,
Sarah and Casey were my eyes, ears, and more today.
I'm glad you feel that way,
because this is the team we're sticking with.
Following the security breach, it has been deemed too dangerous
to put the Intersect into a new recruit.
At least for the foreseeable future, Chuck,
you are to remain the only Intersect.
Director Bentley, you will await reassignment
in Washington.
General, if I could just
add something quickly.
Director Bentley was invaluable today.
Noted.
Well done, team.
So this is it, huh?
You're a good spy, Chuck Bartowski.
I'm sorry for underestimating you.
Thank you.
It's good to not have a nemesis anymore.
You know...
your sister is incredibly smart.
If anybody can figure out the Intersect, it's her.
You might want to reconsider keeping her away from her path.
Enough is enough.
We are not going to let Big Mike just sit there and rot.
No! Who knows what those Large Mart heathens
could be doing to him? So I'll tell you what we're going to do.
We're going to break him out.
- Yeah! - Let's do this.
Look! He's alive!
It was easy, they had a couple of nerds watching me.
My shift was over.
I ain't staying late!
I'm glad you're okay.
Yeah, we're all glad.
We're all glad you're okay.
Large Mart rules!
Our B.M.
It's okay, son.
It was worth it to have some Large Mart fun again.
We can make another B.M.
Hey. Is this a Large Mart pig?
Yeah, of course it is.
Oh, hey.
Let me guess.
Jeff and Lester stole the porcine victim,
Large Mart snatched Big Mike in retaliation,
he was able to liberate himself, but they still torched
the big B.M. on your doorstep.
You, you left out, uh...
nothing, no, that's right,
that's exactly right. I figured as much.
Yeah, pretty much. What happened to you?
It's been a long day.
Yeah. To say the least, yeah.
I'll just leave it at that. Here you go, here's Kevin Bacon.
Oh, come on, buddy. Come on... Oh, hey.
He also ate a lot, so... just...
Oh! No, no, that's good, I could kinda...
Oh, God...
Oh, no... No!
Hey.
So I took care of things on my end.
Ellie won't be bothered again.
How's everything going here?
It's done.
The computer's taken care of?
Kaput.
It's for the best.
Right?
Totally. Yeah.
So... we're still not telling Chuck, right?
No. We don't want him to worry.
Well, guys...
I want to apologize for all the grief you had to swallow
to support me.
Chuck, that's not necessary.
I think it is, though. I... I do.
I would've fallen apart today if it weren't for the two of you.
It's not just the computer, or the man.
The Intersect is all of us.
It's the three of us, working together.
That's why it works.
Don't ever forget that.
Good. You're all here.
I wanted to get in touch with you right away.
We've interrogated Damian,
and he wasn't trying to obtain the Intersect.
He was simply hired to bomb Castle.
Have we figured out who he was working for?
It turns out Damian was wired $10 million
by none other than Vivian Volkoff.
It appears she's going after the man who took down her father.
Wait! Wait, wait, Vivian Volkoff is trying to kill me?
Your team will be contacted should any more information
surface. For now, remain on high alert.
I'm someone's nemesis?
For real, this time.
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