Lost your friend, did you? Can't find him 'cause he's changed so much? But you can't help but think about the days you guys used to drink together and hold each other for hours and hours just talking about even the silliest little things. Those days are no more.
[voice-over] My name is Chuck Bartowski, and if you're reading this, it means I'm already dead. I don't know what will end up killing me but I've chosen to be a spy, and there are consequences to that. It may be my emotions that end up doing me in or a slip-up, trying to protect my friends or my family who never wanted me to be a part of this. Or it could be the thing I never saw coming, but I know it's coming.