I need you to do one more thing for me.

Yeah.

Trust me, Chuck.

Casey: I got it. I got it.

Sarah: I got it.

Chuck: I need another target first, with GPS coordinates. I don’t know… Casey, what about your car?

Casey: No!

Chuck: Come on, we’re running out of time here. Just tell me what the GPS coordinates are for the Crown Vic.

Sarah: Tell him, Casey.

Chuck: Tell me, Casey.

Casey: 71477. Aw.

Chuck: I’m really sorry, buddy.

Casey: Toughen up, you’ll be fine. Assumming you know how to tango.

Sarah: I said go.

Chuck: Oh, I see. So you’re going to shoot me to prevent me from being blown up. That’s a great plan.

Sarah: Why are you being so stubborn?

Chuck: Actually I’d consider this a rare moment of courage. I don’t where it’s coming from. I guess you bring out the worst in me.

Sarah: And you in me.