Chuck: How am I supposed to know that Carina has a remote control jet ski? It's usually not an option in real life.

Chuck: How much tranquilizer did you use?
Casey: It's high grade at a heavy dose. Mr. Martin should be out for 12 to 24 hours.
Tyler Martin: [Starts to wake up] Jet lag is brutal.
Chuck: Rock star metabolism.
Tyler Martin: All the better in seeing you, darling.[Casey tranqs him again] I feel like a daffodil.
Casey: Time for the road trip.
Chuck: Road trip? Wait, whoa where are you going?
Casey: Buy More parking lot camera has a match on the car the suspect drove this morning.
Chuck: What about Tyler here?
Casey: Oh, check his mouth every twenty minutes. Make sure he doesn't choke on his own tongue.
Chuck: Hang on a second. You're gonna go and you want me to stay here and be on tongue-watch duty?
Sarah: Well you don't have plans, do you?
Chuck: Would it be so crazy if I did have plans? Plans that involved something other than fixing computers or playing hot potatoes with a thermite grenade?
Casey: Yes.

Chuck: I am in the bathroom! Is there nothing sacred to you people?
Casey: Just the right to bear arms.

Chuck: I can't bear the thought of you getting hurt. If this thing goes off so, I want you to go. Now, please. Save yourself.
Sarah: OK, you know what? You could have told me that before I climbed under those lasers.
Chuck: I.. What I was... I...
Sarah: Chuck, you are being ridiculous! C'mon! Even for a man that is trying to free himself from high-tech explosives. Casey and I know the risk but of course we are gonna help you. This is your mom.
Chuck: I love you, you know that? And... And I'd say that even if you weren't in the process of saving my life right now. Which, does by the way, make you about 20-25% sexier in my book. All right, 50.

Chuck: I can't believe this. My father invented the intersect.
Stephen: Well, that's not true. I didn't invent all of it. Just the really cool stuff. All right, now I can understand how this could complicate a few things.
Chuck: What? Complicate a few things; Dad, I saw you die. I saw you explode in a helicopter.
Stephen: Well, I see how I could have given you that impression. I had to die quite a few times--it's one of the perils of being Orion.

Chuck: I can't betray my best friend. How come nobody gets that?
Casey: Hmm. Semper Fidelis. Means always faithful in the Marines. In civilian life, means putting your friend's well being above your own. I salute you for that, Bartowski. Well done.
[Casey gives Chuck a small salute]
Chuck: Yeah, that's-- Thanks, Casey. Yeah. Semper Fi. You know it's a pretty upside down world when this guy's the one picking up the emotional nuances around here.
[Casey winks at Sarah]

Chuck: I can't hit a girl!
Sarah: I can!

Chuck: I can't wait. I can't wait. I can't wait any longer. Okay? Everyone keeps asking me what I'm going to do with my future. And the truth is I don't have a clue. All I do know is that I want you to be in it.
Sarah: Please, I really have to tell you.
Chuck: No. No guns. No lies. Just us. Just like I've always wanted. I've recently come into a little bit of money. So, any place you want to go. Any place at all, as long as it's sunny with little umbrella drinks. What I'm getting at here is... Sarah Walker will you do me the honor of... taking a vacation with me?
Sarah: Chuck, I'm leaving in the morning. The details are classified. But I'm working on the new Intersect Project with Bryce.

Chuck: I count six SVB54 explosion protected security cameras with infrared surveillance.
Sarah: Did you have a flash?
Chuck: No, they sell them at the Spy Shop in the Buy More plaza.

Chuck: I don't care who you were, I know who you are. And you're not in this alone.

Chuck: I had a CIA mission.
Awesome: What exactly does that mean?
Chuck: Well you know, same old same old. Bad guy throws a fancy cocktail party. Another bad guy is trying to sell him a weapon. Bust both bad guys. Diffuse a bomb. Blah blah blah.

Chuck: I owe you an apology.
Sarah: Why?
Chuck: I was beginning to think that I couldn't trust you anymore, Sarah. That maybe Jill was right. That the CIA was never gonna let me go, that they would always put their best interests ahead of mine... But not you. You always looked out for me. Thank you.
Sarah: [pause. Sarah hugs Chuck and whispers in his ear] Take off your watch.
Chuck: Why?
Sarah: Because it's all a lie. Your dad is still out there. Beckman sent me to bring you back to Castle. They're going to take you underground. We have to run. [They leave store and jump in car]
Chuck: [Sarah has just taken him on the run] You're disobeying orders for me? You're committing treason, Sarah; you could go to jail.
Sarah: I know.

Chuck: I'm a much bigger nerd than you thought I was.

Chuck: I'm just too trusting. Ever since I was a kid, I really wanted to believe what everyone else told me, you know? I'm just getting used to this new job, with the spying and lying.
Sarah: Don't get used to it. What makes you special is that you're not like every other spy. You're a good guy and you want to help people. Leave the deception to me.
Chuck: I'm glad I have you.
Sarah: Yeah, we're better as a team.

Chuck: I'm sorry, but was Harry wearing the new assistant manager polo shirt?
Morgan: It's monogrammed.
Chuck: He must be stopped.