Here's a few things you need to know.
I'm the magnet for bad guys? Are you kidding me?
I cannot believe you would use me as a human target.
Everything about Bartowski's mother's life is a fake.
Should've grabbed her before she dropped off the map.
Mom left a message. She wants to see Ellie before she goes back undercover.
No, no, let her go.
Stop, stop. You have no idea what's going on.
Your mom isn't the spy you think she is.
Ellie, I'm sorry, but Mom is not coming.
- Why does she keep doing this to us? - Because she's a spy.
Colonel Casey.
The Project Isis file you discovered was authentic.
Mary Bartowski, alias Frost...
...was a CIA agent working undercover for Volkoff...
...until 20 years ago when she turned and we never heard from her again.
Agent Walker, you made the right decision by bringing in Frost.
Agent Walker?
Walker.
Oh, uh, yes, general. What's the next step?
We're moving Frost to a black site facility tomorrow.
That means no one is to see her. Especially Bartowski.
Agent Walker, I suspect I can trust you to keep an eye on Chuck.
Of course, yes.
Good. How is he handling all of this?
- Uh, he... - He's fine, general.
Calm, actually. Very calm.
Calm? How am I supposed to stay calm? Sarah, I had everything under control.
My mom was gonna meet Ellie and then disappear forever.
I asked you to trust me. You went behind my back.
Why is it so hard for you to believe in me?
How was that?
You were certainly passionate, but I wouldn't use the F-word.
- I didn't. - No?
- No. - It seemed that way. You were intense.
Didn't Sarah have proof your mom was working with Volkoff?
- Whose side are you on? - Do I have to pick a side?
- Yeah. - Then you.
Or no. I don't know.
Sarah and I have never really had a fight before.
Not a real one, not like this.
- I hear you. - All right.
A couple's first fight sets the tone for all future arguments.
Trust me. I'm going through it, myself.
- You and Alex? - No, me and Casey, actually. Yeah.
So I'm just, you know, taking some time, cool off, clear the old mechanism.
You should do the same thing with Sarah.
You're right, it's certainly not getting me closer to proving my mom's innocence.
My dad spent his whole life searching for her.
Nothing here can help us prove she's not a traitor.
You're telling me. This technology is ancient.
But maybe if we clean it up a little bit and sell it on eBay.
Are you joking? Nobody's gonna buy a Phalanx XR-12 computer.
I mean, the thing only takes triangle-shaped disks.
- Whoa. Hmm. This is everything, huh? - What do you mean?
Your father left this stuff for you.
Is there a possibility he might have left something for Ellie?
What do you mean, "left something"?
I don't know.
Information, uh, something about Mom, maybe.
You know, Dad used to send me those coded messages in the Classifieds.
But I haven't found anything since before he passed away.
What is this about, Chuck?
I guess it's just all this stuff with Mom.
I was hoping that Dad had left us answers.
I wish that we knew both of them better.
But since the only person who can give us answers...
...is locked away in a CIA base...
It's not like you can just waltz in there and ask her.
Right, no. Yeah, I can't.
Tom, Jerry. Good to see you guys again.
Keep up the good work.
Just keep doing what you're doing. Have fun with it.
Hey, Ginger.
Wow, Casey, a lot of new faces down here, huh.
- Hmm. - Huh.
We should have a mixer or something, a little get-to-know-you.
We can exchange fake names and backgrounds.
Okay, great. Good times.
Chuck?
Sneaking into your own...? Aah!
Uh, Morgan, how long have you been hiding behind that door?
An uncomfortably long time, but that's not the point.
You and Chuck are in a relationship crisis.
- Crisis? Did he say something to you? - Yeah, actually, he told me everything.
And I think he just needs some time to cool off.
- He always wants to talk about anything. - What do you want me to say here?
You did go have his mother arrested...
- I was trying to protect him. - Ellie said the same thing.
He told Ellie too?
Contrary to belief, there is a heart of gold underneath this cold exterior.
- Morgan, don't touch my chest. - I meant that non-sexual.
This is ridiculous. Neither of us should be sneaking around at all.
If I could talk to Chuck, everything would be okay. Where is he?
- You shouldn't be here. - I need your help.
Why? CIA thinks I'm a traitor.
Yeah, well, I'm gonna prove you're innocent.
If I'm gonna help you, I need the truth this time, okay?
Casey found a file that said Project Isis was abandoned 20 years ago...
...and you betrayed the CIA and joined forces with Volkoff.
- Yes, that much is true. - What?
Twenty years ago, Volkoff had started to suspect I was working with the CIA.
He was one step away from discovering my real identity.
- That you're a Bartowski? - That I was a mother.
So I did the only thing I could, I admitted I was CIA...
...and I told Volkoff I wanted join him.
I broke all ties with the agency and I went to work for Ml6.
Tell me who to call and I will fix all of this.
No, it's not that simple.
Volkoff has sources at the CIA, that's why I had to leave.
A 20-year mission will be wasted if he gets wind of any of this.
- But you can trust me. - You're not gonna tell your girlfriend?
That's not gonna be too hard...
...considering we're in a fight and not really on speaking terms.
Do you wanna talk about it or...?
No, that's okay, thank you.
You'd think that being boyfriend and girlfriend she could trust me...
- It doesn't matter. I can keep it a secret. - Good.
There is one person at Ml6 who can confirm...
...that everything I'm telling you is true.
His name is Gregory Tuttle, he's my handler.
We have a preset meeting for today at 2:00 at the Old Duke Tavern.
Go there, and give him this code:
"Per fas et nefas."
- Okay. - Okay.
It's the only way he'll know he can trust you.
And, Chuck, he doesn't know that you're my son.
Nobody does.
Okay, I got it.
I'm sorry, the code one more time?
Babe, what is all this? What are you doing?
This sounds crazy, but what if Dad did leave me a message in the Classifieds?
I thought you decided months ago there was nothing here.
But I just found out that my mom was a spy...
...and Chuck said something today.
This can't be just a coincidence.
Look, every day since he's passed away, there has been an ad for a '68 Mustang.
If there was a hidden code, you would've found it by now.
I don't know. There's something about it.
Could it be my dad's last message to me, something important?
- Hey. Ahem. - Yes?
Because I... I value our relationship, John, I need to be frank with you.
- We are in a fight. - Okay.
"Okay"? That's all you have to say to me?
- My shift ended two minutes ago. - You lied to me.
You never told me the Project Isis file...
...had proof that Mrs. Bartowski was working for Volkoff.
You asked me to shadow you to make me a better spy.
How am I supposed to do that if I'm always the magnet...
...or having to wait in a van or being lied to by my partner...
...and friend?
Hey. Hey, Morgan. I'm so glad I found you.
I need your help on a super top-secret mission.
Do I get to parachute out of a plane on a wild horse?
No, you do not, because nobody ever does.
But you do get to wear an earpiece.
Sold. Ha, ha. Yeah.
Morgan, buddy, remember we're undercover.
- A little subtlety goes a long way. - Ahem. Copy that, Chuck.
Oh, Charles.
Okay, so earpiece is in place and I believe it is working.
- Yes, hello? Hello? Check. - Stop touching it.
You're drawing attention to the fact that you're wearing it, okay?
You are to be my eyes and ears on this. I need you to sit at the bar, unnoticed.
Tuttle can't know that anyone came with me, ready?
Break.
Do me a favor.
Uh, can you make out the board with the specials?
We're undercover. We're not here to order food.
These earpieces are not for personal conversations.
Remind me to tell you what Sarah thought of your fight.
Sarah? You talked to Sarah? What did Sarah say?
Whoa, whoa. What are you so nervous about? I did all the talking.
Kept it simple and explained to her that by not believing in you...
...she betrayed your trust and your family.
- Your words, not mine. - Morgan... Morgan, why would you...?
That was supposed to stay between us.
Yeah, okay, one second. But hold... Ow, ow, ow.
Sorry, hold on one second. This thing is not working right.
One second, Chuck.
Oh, my goodness.
Cheers.
Just one... I just have to...
I hate to make a scene, but I'll rip your throat out...
...with this plastic fork if you don't tell me who you are...
...and why you're wearing an earpiece.
That certainly would be a scene, wouldn't it? Aah!
Wait, wait, wait. Ha, ha, you're Tuttle. You're Tuttle, right?
You're Tuttle and I have a code word for you. It's Latin.
And it's...
- What is it? - Just great.
Now I need to dry this out.
Oh, man.
I got it, I got it.
Per fas et nefas.
Oh, thank God. Frost sent you.
I'd like to apologize for questioning you in such a harsh tone...
...and, of course, for threatening to rip out your throat.
- I wouldn't even know how to do that. - You seemed very convincing to me.
Oh, that's kind of you, but I'm just a handler for Ml6.
I'm not a trained field agent. You know, field-ready as they say.
Okay, time's up now, Hawk. There's a limit.
All right, let's go, dry it off. Polyester, so it's really absorbent.
Good? Okay, thank you.
Come again.
Wait, why did Frost send you?
Where is she?
My name is Charles Carmichael. I'm her ally at the CIA.
They have her in custody right now.
If she's in custody, then Volkoff will be looking for her.
We don't have much time.
He'll start with whoever she was last seen with.
Oh, please don't tell me it was you.
Bloody hell.
Morgan, help.
Testing, testing. Chuck, I'm back.
I'm now back in business, buddy. Let's just...
No. No, no, no. What...?
What?
Gotta be kidding me.
I lost him.
Hello, Agent Carmichael. May I call you Charles?
Sure, yeah, that's fine. Are we on a plane?
Yes.
Been kidnapped by Volkoff's operatives.
Nasty buggers. They must think we've got Frost.
What are you looking at?
Not that scar, or that scar.
Neither one of those scars.
Or your... Or your mole. Mole.
That is a beauty mark.
Which is what I meant by...
By mole, beauty mark. "Tomato," tomato.
Ha, ha, you're so stunning, I can't even look away.
You're going to tell me what you've done with Frost...
...and you're going to do it now.
- He doesn't know anything. - And you do?
I know that if you use those tweezers...
...on those rather large hairs in your nostrils...
...it would work wonders.
I mean, when was the last time a man expressed interest in you?
Hmm? Be honest.
What are you doing?
Torture 101, I've read every manual on the subject.
Weaken the enemy emotionally, then take the power.
Plus, what could she do with those tweezers...?
No, no, no. Please stop, stop, stop.
- I'll tell you everything. - Don't.
My address is 17 Talley Place, my dog's name is Kipper...
...and I had my first sexual experience watching Lawrence of Arabia.
I'm not proud of it, I...
I came from a broken home.
All I want to know is what you've done with Frost.
You are going to regret that.
I think I already do.
Look, I don't know anything, all right?
Chuck was there and then he was just gone.
We just did what Mrs. Bartowski told us to do.
I don't understand why he keeps trusting her.
- She just hurts him. - Not anymore.
She's gonna tell us what we wanna know.
- Yeah, just let me... Let me... - Uh-uh.
That's why we keep you in the van. You stay here.
I should try one last thing from the manuals.
Please don't.
The Swedish slip. It actually worked.
And I didn't have to break my thumbs.
What do we do now?
Oh, cool. A tiny weapon stand-off.
En garde.
Oh, hello there.
Please! A little help here or anything?
Here, catch.
Enough. You're gonna tell us where Chuck is now.
I wanna see my daughter.
We're not having a discussion.
Chuck came here this morning because he trusted you and now he's gone.
If he's with my handler, I know he's safe.
Right, then why hasn't he called in?
Perhaps he doesn't want to see you.
Chuck told me about the fight.
Okay, listen, I can't protect your son if I don't know where he is.
I am trying to protect him too...
...which is why I am not saying a word to either of you.
The only one I know I can trust is my son.
Mrs. Bartowski?
Morgan Grimes?
I haven't seen you since you were 9 years old.
I haven't had a decent Rice Krispie treat since.
What are you doing here?
Kind of a long story...
...but the thing is it's a little bit my fault that Chuck's gone.
So if you could tell me where he is...
...l'll make sure that they give you what you want.
I promise you, you will get to see Ellie, but you have to tell us.
You can trust me, Mrs. B.
If you take me to see Ellie, I will tell you where Chuck is.
We can't get in the cockpit. You find any parachutes?
I found one.
- Oh, Charles, girlfriend's moving. - We gotta find another parachute.
- There isn't one. I've looked. - What are we gonna do?
I'm just taking the piss out of you. Of course there's another parachute.
Come on, who ever heard of a plane only carrying one parachute?
There we go.
- You okay? - Yeah, it's just so thrilling.
Right, it reminds me of that great episode of Alias.
I loved that show.
- You ready? - Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be.
Let's do something fantastic.
- What...? - Oh, Charles, you're up.
How did we get here?
It was exciting until you knocked yourself unconscious when we landed.
Luckily, I was able to get us into this sheep truck.
Well done, well done. Where are we, uh, going?
This lot are going to the lamb-chop factory...
...so don't say anything about mint sauce.
Oh, it's all right. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
We are going to the City of Angels to get the intel that will clear Frost.
That's great news.
Now, I hope you don't mind me asking...
...but why are you so intent on helping Frost?
I mean, you're not giving her one, are you?
Giving her one...? Oh, giving...?
Giving her one? No, no, no.
I would never give her one. Simply, just no, no.
We have, uh, a very professional relationship.
You know, um, plus I have a girlfriend anyway.
Good for you.
Yeah, yeah, good. Yeah, good.
Normally, usually it's good.
It must be really hard being a field agent and having a relationship.
Especially when she's a spy too.
Well, that would bring in a whole host of complications.
- We're in the middle of our first fight. - I don't need to, please.
I don't mind talking about it. It all began a few years ago...
She knows you're coming.
No.
Come in.
Eleanor.
I'm sorry, Ellie. I have to stay.
That's okay. I understand.
Lemonade?
That would be lovely, thank you.
I'm sorry you have to see me like this.
Things are complicated right now, but I wanted to see you...
...just you and me.
I don't know what I'm doing with these coasters. I don't...
I don't even use coasters, I don't...
It's okay.
You're all grown up.
I mean, I know that's obvious...
...but when I think of you, I still see a gangly little girl...
...too tall for her age, unsure how she fits into her own skin.
Your dad and I...
...used to take you for drives in his burgundy '68 Mustang.
You would sit between us...
...with your legs curled up. Do you remember?
I can't believe I forgot.
I remember, uh...
Ha, ha, I remember those blue leather seats.
Oh, your dad special-ordered those blue leather seats.
Watching you sleep in between us on those long drives...
...was one of my favorite things.
I just wanna know what happened. I wanna know the truth.
I guess it all begins with a scientist.
His code name was Orion.
But his real name was Stephen Bartowski.
I wish that telling you that I did this all for you and Chuck made a difference.
But I know it doesn't.
And...
Sorry.
We have to go.
Okay.
Thank you.
You kept your end of the bargain, I'll keep mine.
I know you don't think I care for my family. I do.
If your Ml6 handler actually exists, tell him to bring Chuck here.
There's a relay station that I call into.
If my handler has posted his location, I can take you there.
Once he sees me, he'll know he can trust you.
Make the call. Let's go.
All the intel we need to prove Frost is an Ml6 agent...
...is in a series of disks in that safety-deposit box.
Sir?
There it is.
Babe, are you okay?
I got home as soon as I could. How'd everything go?
She said something when we were talking.
She told me a story about an old car that my dad used to have.
A 1968 convertible Mustang.
With blue leather seats.
This isn't a code, Devon, this is a real car.
My dad must have left this for me. Let's get it.
Ha-ha-ha. Quickly.
Chuck.
What are you doing here? Beckman gave you orders...
- I thought you were in trouble. - Oh, Agent Frost. Glad you're okay.
- Tuttle, you have the disks. - Yeah, we're halfway there.
These will prove that I'm not a traitor.
Yes, but there's a little problem.
Um, these disks can only be played on a special computer.
Ml6 has got one in London.
Wait a minute, no, no, no.
These disks are for a Phalanx XR-12 computer.
We don't have to go to London, I know of one here in L.A.
Well, then what are we waiting for? Let's go.
Frost isn't going anywhere, Beckman's orders, I'm taking her back.
No, no, Sarah, you can't. We're so close.
Nobody move. Everybody on the ground now.
You heard him, get on the ground.
- You gotta be kidding me. A robbery? - They're not bank robbers, Charles.
It's Volkoff's men.
And that indestructible woman.
Please. Nobody here wants to be a hero.
Just take the money, take whatever you want.
- Just don't take our lives. - Keep your pants on.
You're not my type. You're not who I'm looking for, anyway.
- How did Volkoff's men find us? - Somebody must have led them here.
- Don't just accuse her. - No, he's right.
They must've followed Charles and me. Let him explain, really.
It will make the fight you're having like nothing.
Just like a blip on the radar.
Is there anybody you haven't told about our fight?
Well...
Oh, they got them surrounded in there, Casey. What are we gonna do?
If we go in through the roof, we can surprise Volkoff's men.
Sweet. Give them hell, sir.
You coming?
I figured you wanted me to stay in the van, you know?
You're never gonna learn anything if you stay in here, hmm. Let's go.
Yes, sir. I forgive you too, Casey.
Can't believe you've talked to everybody about our fight except for me. Let's go.
I was just waiting until I calmed down a little bit, okay?
It's our first real fight as a couple.
Everyone knows that sets the tone for future fights.
You're gonna set the precedent...
...by telling everybody what you're thinking before me?
See, that just makes it sound bad.
Go. All right, come on, come on.
You might as well have posted about our fight on Friendster.
People stopped using Friendster five years ago.
Okay, you know what I'm talking about.
You only met him and he knows everything about us.
How do you know that you can trust him?
Oh, I forgot. You can't believe in anyone unless Beckman tells you to.
- Oh, that is not fair. - That is not fair? You wait a second.
No, what's not fair is what you did.
You could've told me before you arrested her.
And watch you commit treason and go to prison?
Kids, you need to stop this now. We need to do something.
- You're not doing anything. - I'll stay. I'm just a handler.
- Yeah, he's just a handler. - Okay.
Okay, in 10 seconds we're gonna go over the counter.
I'll take the big guy, you take the small guy.
I'm capable of handling a big guy too.
- Fine. - Fine.
Ready.
- This is exhausting. - Tell me about it.
How do you always fight these big guys all the time?
No, I mean, fighting with you is exhausting.
- I hate it. - Me too.
I've been thinking about you all day.
I'm just trying to protect you from getting hurt.
Behind you.
I don't need you to protect me.
I need you to believe in me.
I do believe in you.
I mean, really believe in me.
Even when you think I'm wrong.
Two field agents in action.
What a show.
No!
Tuttle!
Oh, my God.
No.
I'm so sorry, Charles.
It's up to you now.
No, no, no. Tuttle, we're not leaving you here.
Casey.
- We've got a man down, where are you? - I'll be okay.
Get those disks to the computer and finish it, Charles.
For Frost.
Casey is on his way. You're gonna be in safe hands, okay?
- We need to go now. - What are you saying?
- What about orders? - I'm not gonna fight you.
If you trust her...
...then that's gonna be enough for me.
- You're gonna be just fine. - Let's go to Orion's base.
I guess I always assumed your father sold the house.
How long has this been under here?
I... I really don't know, I only found out about it after he...
It's his life's work, Mom.
The computer's right here.
You're welcome.
Just, uh, another day in the life of a public defender.
- Nobody move, freeze. - Oh, no! Please, I have children.
Here, take the keys to the vault. My car key's on there too.
- I drive a very nice Camry. - Shut up, I'm a federal officer.
And I'm with him. Ahem.
Look into the roof. I saw a piece on asbestos.
Dangerous stuff. You got it everywhere...
- Grimes, Grimes, muzzle. - Right, shutting up.
I'm looking for an injured agent.
- Where did he go? - Yeah, he's right over...
There.
This doesn't make sense. This has to be some misunderstanding.
The Ml6 files are supposed to be on here.
Mom?
Stay here.
Sa... Sarah? Where'd you go?
Chuck.
Your father never wanted you to see this.
See what?
But I know now he was wrong.
Chuck, get down.
- What did you...? - Aah!
Tuttle?
How are you here? You were... You were shot.
- What are you doing here? - There is no Tuttle, Charles.
My name is Alexei Volkoff.
I believe you were looking for me.
What are you...?
Why are you doing this?
It's really pathetic.
Orion spent his whole life searching for a woman...
...who didn't want to be found.
The wife he wanted so much to believe in...
...was exactly what she appeared to be:
A traitor.
- You told him about... - About my husband?
- Of course. - And that he meant nothing to her.
You know, Charles...
...it is shocking how Orion was able to convince you to follow in his footsteps.
What was he to you?
Your mentor?
He was a good man.
He was a fool.
Just like you, Charles.
If you'd just let it alone...
...none of this ruse would've been necessary.
But you couldn't let it go.
I had my reasons.
I'm sure you did.
Frost here is a master of deception.
But she wasn't able to fool your girlfriend, was she?
And you.
When you locked up Frost, it became clear I had to step in...
...to find Orion's little base here and destroy all his intelligence.
Along with all the people...
...who know about it, of course.
Thank you for leading us here, Charles.
I couldn't have done it without you.
I believed in you.
Oh, don't take it personally.
There's no point in going to the grave with regrets, is there?
Frost?
Ready.
Protect him.
Shall we finish this?
Apologies.
It really was a pleasure getting to know you.
You were right about her the whole time.
I couldn't see it, I didn't...
I didn't wanna see it.
Flash. Come on, flash.
Sarah, my mom did something to me with that device.
Chuck, your mom gave us a way out.
She might be working for Volkoff, but she certainly has a reason...
...for not wanting us to die right now. Come on, hurry. Let's go.
- What about my father's work? - No, we don't have time. Let's go.
- Chuck? - Ahem.
Chuck, are you okay?
Sarah.
Sarah, I can't... I can't flash.
The Intersect is gone.
And now all of my father's research, everything he ever created...
...it's all gone.
He said it'd be outside waiting for us.
It really is my dad's car.
I can't believe it's been here this whole time.
Babe, it's beautiful.
Eleanor, if you're reading this then it means I'm not with you anymore.
And I know you'll be okay.
I only wish that I could've been the father you deserved...
...but our family had a lot of secrets.
Secrets I kept from you because you were so young.
Because I didn't wanna hurt you.
I know you're a grown woman now.
But no matter what...
...you'll always be my little girl...
...curled up on the middle seat of this car.
This is my final gift to you, Eleanor.
And I'm giving it to you now for a reason.
I trust you'll know what to do.
I love you always. Dad.