Okay – This Is Ridiculous!
I’ve been sitting and stewing in a blue funk all day long. This has been the longest Sunday EVER! My food has no taste, my cat is ignoring me, I’m having a very bad hair day and the fact that the Washington DC metropolitan area is suffering under the most dreary rain since Noah has little to do with it.
THERE’S NO CHUCK THIS WEEK! Screeeeeetch! I want my Agent Walker… grumble grumble.
But I do want to ask you all about something that she once said to Chuck. What do you think Sarah meant when, in a dingy motel room in Barstow,
at the moment when everything seemed – uncertain –
and Chuck asks “what happens next”,
and she whispers an answer
“One mission at a time, Chuck.”
What did Sarah mean?
I’ve been wondering for a long time. Agent Walker (it’s the agent who does one mission at a time, right?) seemed unusually resigned at that moment, unwilling to think further ahead than – that evening. Tomorrow was too far away.
Up until then, her job was to protect the asset, just like she said she would on the beach in the pilot. But you see, I got confused about the time Fat Lady aired, when Sarah told Jill that it was her job to protect him “… from anything.” That didn’t seem like Agent Sarah Walker talking. That was a girlfriend being more than a little possessive, yet, no one was even close to that.
Sarah was never good at admitting such venial emotions as possessiveness to herself. But maybe, later, she just forgot that she had once felt this way. Or maybe she knew from the beginning that some emotions were not going to be contained; they were going to blow up in her face and change everything.
I love you. It shouldn’t have taken me this long to say it, but I’ve never felt this way. Before you, the only future I could think about was my next mission. And now, all I can think about is a future with you. I love you, Chuck.
What a drastic change.
And hey! What about Chuck. Didn’t he go around FOREVER! saying that he wanted to have a normal life?
I want to be able to call you at the end of a bad day and tell you about some funny thing that Morgan did, and not find out that I can’t because you’re off, somewhere in Paraguay, quelling a revolution with a fork. I’m a normal guy, who wants a normal life. And as amazing as you are, Sarah Walker, we both know that you will never be normal.
Chuck, you’re an idiot. Did you even think that you could be quelling revolutions (or robbing banks) along side Sarah? And when that wasn’t possible, you could still phone? 7-G smart phones are all the rage now, you know.
You belong out there, saving the world. I’m just – I’m just not that guy.
Of course not. Oh, how our words come back to haunt us. Chuck indeed turns out to be “that guy”. Sarah turns out to be “that girl”, the one we glimpsed in a suburban kitchen, fixing breakfast. And through all the turmoil it took to get us there, not once was there ever a need for them to deny what they once were.
I mean that in the Biblical sense. We know (or, we should know, by now) that Chuck is still that normal guy. Sarah tells him so and reminds him that this guy is the one she fell in love with. Sarah has had her bride moment and wears her engagement ring as often as she can.
Heh! I can tell you from experience that you do not want to punch somebody while wearing a ring. It can hurt! She takes it off to tear through the occasional southeast Asian country, or to go work undercover at the factory of her local atomic bomb merchant. No, Agent Walker is diminished not one bit by being able to make a souffle without the help of the CIA. She can still do anything. Chuck can be a smug, bank robber in cool shades for the CIA and *still* be doing the right thing. His mother would be proud.
I’m struck by how Sarah is not constrained at all by the idea of being married forever to Chuck. He’s not her ball and chain; in fact, it was the glamorous, exciting job that somehow circumscribed her existence before. That chain is gone. Likewise, Chuck is not hampered by a lack of ambition or a desire for normalcy. (I daresay, that’s still what he wants most for Clara.) Using the gifts he’s been given, he actively makes normal happen.
Not to get too preachy on you, but we should all do something like that. In fact, I see no reason not to.
Those lives Chuck and Sarah used to lead – didn’t they acquiesce out of fear? I heard it in Chuck’s voice when he told Vivian his story; they’re not afraid any longer. They are happy with the changes – more than satisfied to be living the life they’re living. It is not at all what they thought it would be like just a short few years ago, but when are any of us privy to that information?
Oh, it’s Monday now, and the sun has been shining all day.
[Thanks to Mel at ChuckTV.net for the information and link to Sarah’s engagement ring.]