MAN: They say it's a personality thing,
but to me, a martini's got gin, not vodka.
Some folks like chocolate.
I'll take vanilla.
I say baseball over football.
And to me, man's best friend doesn't bark or fetch a ball.
See, personally, I like cats.
Meet my Clandestine Attack Team.
Better known as the CAT Squad.
Me-ow.
They were the best spy team in the business.
The year... 2003.
The girls...
Cold-hearted Carina.
(grunting)
Zondra, the bitch!
(grunting)
Amy-- the party girl.
(grunting)
(grunts)
And... (grunting)
...my pride and joy...
Sarah Walker.
(wind whips)
(gunfire)
Go get 'em, Cats!
(women meowing, cat yowling)
Hmm.
CHUCK: Buddy, hey?
You still with me? Yeah. Yeah. No. I just...
Your description of the CAT Squad
has sent me into fantasy land.
I don't even want to think about what goes on there,
but according to the CIA database,
the CAT Squad was bad ass.
I just still hope they're tight, because I'm running dry
trying to find Sarah's old friends
for our engagement party.
Really? Um... here's a crazy notion.
Ask Sarah.
Well, yeah, uh, not-not such a wild notion.
It's just, she's being very reluctant to help.
You know, she-she's got a very complicated
relationship with her family, she's lost touch
with her friends, but I know she'd want
someone there, you know, so I'm nudging, being a good fiancé.
I'm trying to help fix things.
Got it. Good.
Good for you. Where do I come in?
Well, uh, Carina was one of the Cats.
Carina, Carina?
So I need her info.
Chuck. Carina? Really?
I mean, Alex is gonna be there.
Alex, Carina. Carina, Alex.
Two of my lovers in the same place?
The universe may just collapse on itself.
Dude, give me the info.
Oh, fine. I don't even know
if I have it anymore. I mean... (scoffs)
Here's her phone and e-mail and Facebook alias.
We're friends. Restricted.
I can't post on her wall or view pictures.
Go-Go easy on her. Break this whole
Alex thing to her gently.
Carina's a-a delicate girl.
(grunting, yelling)
(grunting continues)
(cell phone ringtone)
(panting)
Walker in a white dress?
Please. But the Cats...
Interesting.
What?
My old spy partner's getting hitched.
Her fiancé wants to get the old team back together.
Nice.
(grunts)
(panting)
WOMAN: Hello?
Amy, Walker's getting married.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Stop screaming. How do we find Zondra?
ELLIE: Hi, Sarah.
Hey. Heading out?
Yes, to the in-laws.
Devon's packing up the car.
We're doing a little overnight for the grandparents.
But we'll be back with plenty of time for your party.
How's the invite list coming?
Done... I thought.
I told Chuck that I didn't really have anyone to invite,
but he has this big idea now that
he wants to discuss with me. Oh, boy.
Yeah. I'm really excited for the party,
but digging into the past--
old friends and family-- it's, um...
It's a bit complicated for me.
And Chuck just dives right in.
Head first.
Well, I could talk to him.
No, I should probably try and get over the terror
that I'm feeling right now.
Sarah, if you ever need
to talk about complicated family situations,
wedding stuff, anything, you can come to me.
Thank you. I appreciate that.
It does feel good to talk about it.
Anyway, have fun.
Well, not likely, but thank you.
We having company?
Oh, no, not we. You.
Two words: CAT Squad.
The CAT Squad.
Wow. I, um... I didn't see that one coming.
Well, you know, I thought it'd be fun.
I mean, your old team.
One could be a bridesmaid, or-or even the maid of honor.
I haven't seen them
in a very long time, and I've changed a lot.
Look, I-I just think
that we should have talked about this beforehand.
This could open a Pandora's box.
Really? How?
Well, first of all-- Carina?
She was the mellow one.
Oh. So, you were a little wild back in the day.
Hey, hey, hey, Sarah.
I get it. I do. I get it. You're nervous.
I- I understand. I was terrified when I went searching
for my mom, but look how that paid off.
It's just, you don't really know what to expect with this team.
(helicopter whirring) WOMAN (over bullhorn): Sarah Walker!
Oh, no. Oh, no, what?
(helicopter whirring)
What's going on?
Is it Close Encounters?
Is this really happening?
WOMAN: There's our girl!
♪ ♪
It's my ex!
Heard you were getting married.
You know what that means.
Girls' night out.
I'm Chuck, by the way. Buckle up, girl. We're going for a ride.
We'll have her back by 12:00.
Midnight is very sensible!
(laughs) Try noon tomorrow, lover boy.
Maybe.
MORGAN: Hello, Carina.
You look well.
Morgan. Remember? Morgan?
Something's different about you.
I am trying a new cologne.
That might be...
Let's go. (whistles)
I think she remembered me.
Sarah was right.
I honestly wasn't expecting that.
(cat yowling)
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♪ Na-na na-na na-na ♪
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Sarah?
(groans)
Head... hurts.
You're very dressed up... for bed.
Oh, we went to a club in Hollywood,
and then another one in Vegas,
and then an after-hours spot in Miami.
Who knew that Mikhail Gorbachev could dance so well?
I guess reconnecting wasn't such a bad idea
after all, now, was it?
It was okay. Okay?
Well, okay is good. Okay is a start.
Springboard. Oh, Chuck.
Come on, you saw your friends, and you had fun.
The band's back together again!
No, the band is not back together again.
Why?
Look, some of us don't trust each other.
Well, maybe you should just have a quiet coffee,
you know, and some conversation.
No, look.
A while ago, we were on a long-term mission,
and the target kept anticipating our next move.
Something wasn't right in the team,
so I swept our equipment for bugs,
and I found a hidden transmitter in the heel of Zondra's boot.
She denied it was hers, and she passed a lie detector test.
And we shook on it and, uh, we decided to let it go,
but it stirred some bad feelings.
Well, honey, if the CIA cleared Zondra,
then it's got to be some kind of misunderstanding.
Right?
Time can heal those.
Margaritas don't hurt, either.
Speaking of which, I'm working on a new recipe for the party.
Engagement parties are not this squad's cup of tea.
They're leaving when they wake up, by the way.
The CAT Squad? They're here? Mm.
Yeah.
They were too tired to find a hotel room.
(sighs) Sarah, where is Carina?
(sighs)
Hi.
Good morning.
(high-pitched gasp)
What are you doing here?!
Mm. There was nowhere else to go except the floor.
But the floor can be fun, too.
Hmm? What? No! Get... Stop!
(grunts)
That was sultry.
You were just sultry right there.
And are you na...?
Are you na...?
Are you hitting on me?
Something is different about you.
The confidence,
straight spine.
It can't be true, but you're behaving
like you're having regular
sexual intercourse.
Huh.
Martin, get back in this bed.
No. No!
All the times that I-I e-mailed you,
snail mailed, texted,
called out into the night-- nothing.
You completely ignored me.
And now, I'm off the market, okay?
So I would like you to leave.
I have a lot of work to-to...
(gasping)
Chuck?! Chuck!
That woman is an animal, okay?
And I will be back when she's gone!
This is ridiculous.
(muttering)
Well, that is a snazzy outfit.
(laughs)
Hey. Hi.
What brings you by here?
Breakfast.
(sighs)
You forgot. Here's the thing.
I was helping Chuck surprise Sarah.
Okay? She has some old work friends
in town for this engagement party--
just old hens-- you know, and I just got caught up
trying to help and be the good friend, and I'm sorry.
Let's just reschedule. No. Two seconds,
bam, I'm out of this whole fashion statement
and I'm... and I'm gonna be ready to go, okay?
I'll meet you back here... When are you starting the French toast?
Chuck said you would-- you know, none of us can cook.
Oh. Hi.
Um, I'm Carina. Okay.
Carina, this is... this is Alex.
This is my girlfriend.
Beautiful girlfriend.
And this is, um...
one of Sarah's...
Old hens.
Right. (laughs) Well...
It looks like you have been enlisted to cook.
Yeah, as in now. We are starving.
Oh, okay. Just...
Easy, easy, back inside...
you; off you go.
(nervous chuckle)
Draft'll be the... the death of you.
She's just...
whoa.
I'm sorry, okay?
You look beautiful, and I feel like a jerk.
Lunch tomorrow,
okay?
Sure.
(slow chuckle)
And don't worry...
Morgan, I trust you.
Thank you.
Well, and... I know your dad.
And I trust you.
Right.
Now, that seemed like a threat.
♪ ♪
So... I bet you Cats have some wild stories
from your CAT Squad-ing days, huh?
They're top secret.
Are they? AMY: We could talk
about our mission to Reykjavik.
The sulfur baths?
The floating massages.
Don't you guys ever miss it?
Running around together?
I guess.
Sometimes.
But I also like working one on one.
Hey, what's up?
How are you? Anybody want some more bacon?
Anything? Nothing?
ZONDRA: Hey, remember Pyongyang? That dissident
we broke out of jail?
We did all those shots of snake's blood afterwards.
That was you and Sarah.
You guys made
an amazing team.
I learned so much
from you, had fun.
I think about it a lot.
I've b... I've been on a number of missions myself,
actually, yeah.
My first one, I had to disarm this explosive device
using Internet pornography.
So... (laughs)
Wow. (fake laugh)
This Chuck,
quite a catch.
He's all right.
He certainly is.
ZONDRA: Okay, well, girls,
it was good to see you.
Sarah. Got to catch a flight.
Me, too. You got room on your bike?
Yeah. Guess I'd better go, too.
Take me?
Sure. Good.
CHUCK: The Cats certainly pack an attitude
and Zondra is an acquired taste,
but I do think it's good you reconnected.
I'll miss you.
Congratulations.
I'm gonna miss all you guys. Text me.
Yeah. Okay.
Come on, girl, let's ride.
It wasn't all bad, but I'm glad it's over.
ZONDRA: Walker.
Good luck with, uh... that.
Keys.
CHUCK: Baby steps,
right?
And no more surprises.
(alarm chirps)
Carina!
SARAH: Carina?
Carina!
CHUCK: I'll call an ambulance.
Please.
Carina, your leg!
It's part of the bomb.
(groans, pants)
Ladies, who's Augusto Gaez?
BECKMAN: Augusto Gaez
is the arch nemesis of the CAT Squad
and leader of the Gentle Hand.
The bomb fragments trace to his factory in Rio.
He tracked you down, Cats.
Excuse me, General-- the Gentle Hand?
Are these bad guys, or a massage parlor?
ZONDRA: They're brutal killers.
Terrorists for hire.
If you want your competition blown away,
that's who you call. SARAH: We hunted the Gentle Hand
for years, but we could never pin down Gaez.
Every time we got close, he slipped away.
AMY: He must have thought we reunited
to come after him again.
And tried to kill you on American soil.
Cats, the mission is in from Langley.
Capture Gaez and extradite him back to the States for trial.
General, I'm happy to hunt Gaez with Chuck and Casey, but...
Langley said all available hands.
Carina, due to your injury,
you will monitor the mission and provide support from Castle.
Chuck and Casey, you're shadowing the Cats.
It's Carnival in Rio.
Gaez will throw a big party-- he does every year.
It'll be heavily guarded,
but I'm sure we can find our way in.
I love it.
General, we're not a team anymore.
This comes from the top, Sarah.
The Cats are back.
So, hey, Rio!
Sun, sand-- that's... that's good, right?
Chuck, you know that tracking device I found in Zondra's boot?
We were on a mission to nail Augusto Gaez.
Uh... come on, you think that Zondra's working for Gaez,
that she planted the bomb?
The government cleared her name.
Yeah, we'll see.
(phone ringing)
Yes?
MAN: The CAT Squad is on their way to Rio.
Excellent.
The plan is going perfectly.
We're going on a mission again!
CAT Squad high-five!
You guys are zero fun.
Hey, Sarah.
I have an idea.
Look, Chuck, I know that you have good intentions,
but can we please ease up on the ideas?
This is a solid idea; hear me out.
Look, I'm gonna be stuck in a van with Casey,
which gives me plenty of time to review
all the CIA files on both the CAT Squad and Gaez
and run 'em through the old computer.
If Zondra turns out to be
a double agent, we take her down with Augusto.
But if she turns out to be innocent, you guys can be friends again
and-and reconnect in a real way-- maybe I can
help you fix this. Look, it doesn't really matter
whether or not I have friends at my engagement party.
I'm talking the big picture here.
I'm talking you engaging with your past.
Okay.
I can just see that little hamster wheel
turning in your head, Walker.
All I'm thinking about is nailing Gaez.
Hm. Well, you just make sure
you keep your paws out of my boot heels.
Oh, you want to start that again?
Yes, I do.
Hey, hey. Cool it, Cats.
Hm?
You rang, Casey?
Is it hot in here, or is it me?
Carina's assigned to Castle.
Make sure she has
I.T. support, food, whatever she needs.
No, no, listen to me, I- I can't be alone here
with that woman, okay? She...
she wants me.
Badly.
John, she desires my physical person.
And I'm hunting unicorns.
You're baby-sitting. Get over it.
I have intel on Gaez's Carnival party.
He'll be at Cabaret Soco Na Garganta.
Near the Sambadrome.
The only question now is, how do we breach security?
Disguise or commando entry?
Guys? (laughs)
Duh. It's a party.
(loud, lively Brazilian music playing)
How do Brazilian spies work with all this noise?
SARAH: Casey, we're in the club.
Do you have the signal?
Camera's up.
♪ ♪
No sign of Gaez.
He won't show till later.
I know his habits.
I've been keeping tabs on The Hand, just in case.
Convenient.
We can cover more ground if we split up.
Well, I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with you on your own.
I'm not sure I care.
Huh. Good.
This is a hornets' nest.
Let's just do our job.
♪ ♪
(sighs)
Uh... you know, the CIA's gone over that a hundred times.
The findings were inconclusive.
Get over it. Look, eight years ago
the Cats got yanked into a Gentle Hand mission in Milan,
but Gaez escaped before the girls
ever made it to Italy.
Uh-huh. So I figured out
that Gaez was tipped off from a CIA safe house
inside Milan, so if I can prove
that Zondra wasn't in said safe house,
maybe Sarah will be able to trust her again.
You know, I used to be like you.
Wanted to fix everything.
Not now.
Example: Grimes
suggested I approach Alex's mom.
I was tempted at first, but...
she's moved on.
So...
Didn't need her life disrupted, and...
I let it lie.
♪ ♪
I spotted Gaez.
He's surrounded by muscle.
♪ ♪
He's heading into the VIP room.
We can get the layout from Chuck and Casey.
I'm not here to discuss anything past your immediate needs,
which have been met, so...
I'm gone. (laughs)
My needs have not been met.
You're upset I never called you back.
Look, I'm sorry. Get over it.
Oh, I'm over it, sweetheart.
Yeah, yeah. And I'm with someone.
Some...
Oh. The girl at the door.
So, uh, you've told her you love her?
Yeah, of... hey... (sputters)
No. No. But I-I was going to,
and then her father got thrown from the roof.
I plan to do it, very, very soon,
and I just... What are you... So it's not even serious.
Huh? Look...
(phone ringing)
Excuse me.
It's Alex.
Oh, she's at the Buy More.
Listen to me, I have to go.
Uh-uh, you're staying.
You don't like it, take it up with General Beckman.
You got to be kidding me.
S- So... you're at the Buy More and I'm not.
ALEX: N- No...
you do not appear to be.
Yeah, yeah, and I-I don't think that's gonna...
change anytime soon.
'Cause I got shanghaied
into... baby-sitting this injured agent.
Oh.
So you're, um...
you're canceling on me again?
You're needed. Ah!
Now.
Uh, one sec. One second.
Would you please...
Yeah. I'm afraid so.
But I am going to make it up to you.
Whatever you want. Dinner, movie...?
I owe you,
so huge.
Yes, you do owe me.
I will be in touch.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.
(smooching)
If you're done slobbering,
Grimes, there is a problem in Rio.
Um, can I asks you a question?
ZONDRA: Is your insurance paid up?
Ready? Yeah, I'm ready.
I'm ready!
Chuck, Casey.
NSA monitored a call from Burbank
to Augusto Gaez yesterday.
Gaez knows the Cats are coming.
It's a trap, guys. Abort now.
CHUCK: Sarah, you have to get out of there.
It's been a long time, Cats.
Drop your weapons, or die.
All these years.
Enemies,
fighting each other.
(clicking tongue)
Such a waste, no?
You're the bad guy, Augusto. That's how it works.
Says who?
Why can't we work together?
That's why we're here?
A sales pitch?
The worldwide market for The Gentle Hand
has blown wide open.
GAEZ (over listening device): I need skilled operatives
who can open a door with a fist.
Or a smile.
Kitty, kitty, kitties.
You have been lured here to accept a career...
with The Hand.
Or I'll bury you on Mount Corcovado.
Casey?
They're tied up. Five guards, all armed.
I'm going to use the Intersect to drop down and capture Gaez.
Just going to drop down out of the sky, huh, hero?
Don't you think you're overcompensating
'cause you got your girlfriend's car blown up?
That is not true.
You just sit tight, till I give you the signal.
Remember, you only have a tranq gun.
SARAH: A career in The Hand?
With you and who else, Augusto?
Because you've already got one of us, don't you?
Do I, Sarah?
Why don't you let her finish the sales pitch?
Why don't you shut up?
No, I would like the air cleared, once and for all.
Sarah, let's just get out of this alive. No.
Let her say my name.
Offer me up, Walker.
Accuse me out loud, instead of
under your breath like you've been doing for years.
SARAH: That's exactly what you've been doing to me,
telling people that I put the tracker in your boot?
(gasps)
The suspense is a killer, no?
Maybe it's not tough Zondra.
Maybe sweet Amy?
Suspicious.
But so is Sarah Walker,
the kitty who doth protest too much.
You know it's not me,
and I've got no intention of joining up,
So if you plan to kill us,
you may as well tell me the truth.
I think that's fair.
I'd rather just kill you.
Casey? Casey, this just got ugly.
(grunts)
You're done, Gaez.
Now, do you want to live, or do you want to die?
Keep cool.
We are all... keeping cool.
You're going to tell me exactly what I want to know
or you're the one getting buried on Mount Corcovado.
Okay.
The name is... Yeah?
Okay.
GAEZ: I'll tell you. I think... I think Sarah needs help.
(screaming)
(tranq darts shooting)
Ha, ha! (man grunts)
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey! Hey! Damn it.
I need immediate extraction.
Any way you can. Plane, boat, car...
How about fist?
CASEY: I've got Gaez. Let's get out of here.
Wait. Wait.
He was about to tell me the name of the mole.
Now that he's in custody, he'll never talk.
I was... I was just... I was... I was helping. I was helping.
Look, look. Look, look, look at all the bad guys I tranq'd.
I don't need help with my job,
and I don't need help with my past,
so stop trying to help me, okay?
I don't need help!
No, no, no!
(groans)
I deserved that.
Excellent work in Rio, in spite of the hiccups.
But, Sarah, you were right.
There's a traitor in the Cats.
Well, you know who my money's on. Personally, I always thought
that Carina had a shifty look in her eye.
Honestly, how well do you know Amy?
I mean, is anyone really that perky?
Conjecture and ill will
do not make a case for treason. We need facts,
and until we have them,
I want the Cats to stay in Castle.
Casey, interrogate Gaez for the mole.
You're dismissed.
I have a job for you.
(door opens)
MAN (over P.A.): Attention, shoppers.
The Buy More will be closing in five minutes.
Hello, beautiful.
Do I have the night of nights planned for you.
First of all, we are...
What? What?
Lipstick on your collar?
Oh, that dirty, little...
Whose lipstick is it?
The wounded agent?
Miss French Toast?
She obviously rubbed it in to sabotage our date.
She has the soul
of a bridge troll.
I really want to believe you, Morgan,
but you have been acting so strange.
And three times in a row?
That is asking a little too much.
Okay. Oh, yes. Oh, but Alex.
Alex? But...
you trust me, remember?
Do I?
The Cats left their luggage at our apartment.
There might be another tracking device in their things,
and I don't want anything leading home.
Great. Sounds like you're trying to get rid of me.
Look, I know I screwed up, Sarah, but...
Okay, fine. Fine, fine, fine.
But look, I did some analysis
on the Cats' failed mission to Milan,
and it seems very suspect.
It's not totally conclusive,
but if we can figure out
who actually was in Milan...
You're still helping. Stop.
Now.
No. Sarah, but...
ZONDRA: Hey, Walker.
I'm not running anywhere.
You know what? In fact, I am sick and tired
of pussying around.
So why don't we settle this old-school?
Toe-to-toe?
Yeah, let's do it.
♪ ♪
(grunts)
Still got that jab, Walker.
Yeah? Mm-hmm.
You want some more?
Got some questions for you, Gaez.
What is she here for?
Muscle.
I thought it might be fun. (laughing)
Ouch.
Shall we begin?
(both grunting)
I have never even heard of an organization called
"The Gentle Hand."
I'm a businessman.
Yeah. Business in terror.
Built a fortune, killed a lot of men.
But that all ends now.
(both grunting)
I'm not the traitor.
I didn't plant that tracker.
Neither did I. Then where did it come from?
Huh? You were the only one in Milan.
I was never in Milan on that mission.
I was supposed to be, but I got an anonymous call
to stay put in Paris.
We need to disc--
You just gonna primp?
(Casey gagging)
(groans)
One of us had to have been in Milan.
Carina was in the U.S.
I read it in Chuck's report.
That leaves...
BOTH: Amy.
(Amy shouts)
(both grunting)
Traitor. Yeah.
So what? I paid for it.
Acting like the world's biggest dope.
Wearing stupid sexed-up costumes
to fight world crime.
Now I have everything I ever dreamed of,
except it is a little lonely.
Join me.
Go to hell.
(Sarah grunts)
I know where you live, Walker.
You even think
of trying to find us, remember,
there's a target on your back.
You, Chuck, the sister with the baby.
Don't forget.
(mutters indistinctly)
Chuck?
Can you think about making two trips?
Not really my style.
How's the reunion going?
Doesn't everybody want their friends and family around them?
I mean, wouldn't you have been disappointed
if there hadn't been one friend
or family member at your wedding?
Yeah.
But maybe Sarah sees the world differently.
I just want to make her happy, and everything I did backfired.
Chuck, you bend over backwards to help people.
It's one of the reasons that you're so easy to love,
but sometimes the best thing you can do
is just take a step back.
Be understanding.
You don't have to fix everything.
So I blew it?
Big time.
But I'm pretty sure she still loves you.
Where is she? Okay, listen, I don't know
what it's gonna take to get it through that thick
spy skull of yours,
but you need to understand something.
You are not the only game in town,
and I am in love with somebody else.
You really are angry. You're damn right
I am, okay, and I'm through with you,
and I'm through being your slave.
Wow. You're so worked up.
I guess you really do love her, huh?
You guess? You guess...
You're supposed to be an intelligence officer,
and you guess?
Well, you haven't said it to her. I just figured.
You figured wrong, all right?
Although... I really should tell her.
I do love her.
Oh.
Oh, shut up. I'm gonna go get her back.
(computer chirping) If you need anything else, you can go to hell.
Marty, don't move!
Marty. Here we... It's Morgan!
How many times do I got...?
(gun chamber clicking)
Sorry, puss. Sleep time.
(groaning)
(panting)
(phone chirps)
(panting)
Come on, Chuck, pick up.
(phone ringing)
Sarah, I am the idiot of the century.
Chuck, Amy just escaped with Gaez.
She's the traitor. Where are you?
I'm at the Buy More. The store is closed.
Where are you?
We're locked down in Castle,
but trying to override the system.
Gaez and Amy
are headed your way.
They're in the elevator.
Okay, listen.
Do not try and fight them.
Just hold tight,
and we'll be right there.
Yeah, well, there's no real time for that.
Okay? Just stay by the monitors and spot them for me.
FEMALE VOICE: Lockdown engaged.
He's a dead man.
Well, he's got a plan.
At least, I think he does.
(Chuck panting)
God, is he shopping? What's he doing?
Hey, they're following you. You've got ten seconds.
Well, can I just take these ten seconds
to apologize for being such a fool?
Chuck, now's not the time.
Chuck?
Give us the key to the store,
and we're gone for good.
You're no match for us, and you know it.
We don't want to hurt you,
but we will certainly enjoy doing it if we have to.
(clack)
Talk to me, Sarah. Where are they?
They're at the Nerd Herd desk.
Okay, I just want to say that I have no intention
of opening up any more cans of worms,
or Pandora's boxes or anything else like that.
I just want you to be happy.
Okay, please just concentrate on getting out of this alive.
Well, that would a lot easier
if I knew you'd consider forgiving me.
No time for that. They're headed your way.
(sighs)
(grunting)
Oh!
Oh! (grunts)
I don't like fighting girls.
(grunts)
I mean, women.
I was taught to be a gentleman.
(Chuck groans)
(grunts)
(wind whipping)
(panting)
Going somewhere...
pussy?
(cat yowls)
Small price to pay to find the real traitor.
Yeah, took us long enough.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
(laughs)
I should have never jumped to conclusions.
Me, neither. It cost us a lot of years.
Yeah.
We could try to make up for it.
We were good friends.
I miss that.
Yeah.
Well, there is, uh, this... engagement party.
I'll be there.
Me, too. I have an apology to make.
I would love to have you guys.
At the wedding, too, if you can make it.
Maybe you... you could be bridesmaids?
I've never been a bridesmaid.
Well, pretended to once for a mission.
I did, too, once,
but there was a machine gun under the pink taffeta.
Oh. (laughter)
Well, maybe we can try it for real this time.
Mm.
No machine guns.
Scary, but I'll give it a shot.
All right.
Okay.
Hey.
Can I just...?
Chuck, no more apologies.
I- I want to say thank you.
I'm really glad that the girls are here tonight,
and that they'll be here for the wedding.
I'm just not ready to
dive into my past right now.
Yeah. No way. Nuh-uh.
And my family...
Well, there's no misunderstanding
to straighten out, really.
I know that it's complicated.
I totally hear you. I-I do.
And I'm done helping out.
No, Chuck, please don't ever stop helping me.
There are a thousand ways
that I need your help every single day,
and you're perfect.
Well, then I'll stick to those.
Mmm.
Let's party.
Let's do it.
♪ ♪
I want to start.
Okay.
We're, um...
We're done.
It's not that I think you were unfaithful.
I just...
I mean, leggy girls,
getting half the truth...
I don't fit into
this world.
I can count the amount of special relationships I've had
on half of one hand.
Me, too.
Then why don't I feel special, Morgan?
I just feel lied to.
I'm sorry.
No, hold on. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hear me out, okay?
The reason I kept Carina a secret from you
is because I didn't know
how to handle you running into someone
I'd had a... a relationship with.
To be honest, there have been so few that
it was damn near a statistical impossibility.
(laughs)
I want you to know something, though.
Nothing happened between us,
because nothing means more to me than this relationship.
I would never do anything to threaten that.
Ever.
I love you.
I am in love with you.
Like, for real, "I love you"?
Oh, for real I love you, I love you.
I love you, too.
But you cannot do this.
I won't. I promise.
I think I owe you an apology.
I acted like a real...
It's okay.
He loves me.
Hi. This is lovely.
Oh. I'm so glad that you think so.
I'm just really happy being here in a dress
and having a little wine.
(chuckling) So...
(sighs) What's on your mind?
Oh.
Must be hard... being here without your family.
Yeah, well, I'm...
I don't really know where my father is,
and I have a very strained relationship with my mother,
so, it's...
Complicated?
Yeah.
How about you and I talk about this?
We can get Chuck involved later.
That would be great. Thank you.
We're practically family, right?
Yeah.
More importantly, though, we're friends.
Yeah.
Well, I-I have a question for you.
I was wondering if you would be my maid of honor.
Seriously?
Yeah.
Oh, I would love to. Of course.
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