Chuck: I'm sorry. They're sending you back to prison.
Jill: Well, it's not your fault. At least I got to see my family one last time. I'm sorry I couldn't help you Chuck.
Chuck: It's okay. I'm sorry about your Uncle Bernie. I had no idea the Morgan was so lethal.
Jill: I'm glad you haven't lost your sense of humor. They changed me. Promise me that you won't let them change you.
Chuck: I'll do my best.
Jill: I liked wearing this. [takes off engagement ring] Even if it was just for a few hours. They were never gonna let me go even if we found your dad, were they? NSA, Fulcrum, CIA, they're all the same. They all lie. They're not gonna let you go either, Chuck. Watch your back.

Chuck: I've been training for a while now.
Shaw: Oh really? Can you compete with the Intersect 3.0? I can practically catch a bullet in my teeth, but you did some pushups? You hit the heavy bag? No intersect can help you this time, Chuck.
Chuck: I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Chuck: I've got some bad news. Big Mike wants us to fix all of this junk in two days or he's going to give the assistant store manager position to Tang. I'm sorry guys. And Anna.
Anna: "Guys" is fine; I don't mind.
Chuck: No, it's not right. We need to come up with something non-gender specific. How do we feel about "team"?
Anna: Fellow Nerd Herders?
Lester: The Lesters?
Jeff: Chuck's Stable of Hoes?

Chuck: If I have to see you with someone else, it might as well be a hero.
Sarah: What can I say? I have a type.

Chuck: Is it me or does our government never want me to have sex again?

Chuck: It's another in Paris, Sarah and Shaw, and Shaw, this time for real, he's working for the ring. And I know, I know you can't help me anymore, I know all that, but Sarah is gonna die without us. I can't do this on my own.
Casey: But I can't help you anymore. I'm not a spy.
Chuck: You are a spy. you're the ultimate spy.
Morgan: Was....Chuck was, but the man been Buy More'd. That right. You've deluded yourself into thinking Buy More is your life. Wake up John, OK? Because we need you to get on this plane, Chuck needs you to get on this plane. If not, that's cool. You know, find yourself on Friday night with Jeff and Lester's crew hanging out in Woodland Hills. I know this because I was that guy. But Chuck and Sarah and you, Casey, you showed me I could be so much more. I was meant for something, to be a spy. What about you? What do you have left in the tank? What do you want to be when you grow....[Casey grabs Morgan]
Casey: Morgan go to my closet and get me my suit. The black one.

Chuck: Listen, I was just waiting until I calmed down a little bit. Okay? It's our first real fight as a couple, and everyone knows that sets the tone for all future fights.
Sarah: Oh, you're going to set the precedent by telling everybody what you're thinking and feeling before me?
Chuck: See, that just makes it sound bad.

Chuck: Listen, I'm an integral member of this team and my voice should be heard.
Casey: Oh, your pre-pubescent girl screams are going to be duly noted.

Chuck: Look I don't want to pester you, Sarah uh, or become some nuisance that you can't avoid. I've seen Morgan go down that road far too many times to count. And since I've already given the fancy, eloquent version of this speech before, right now I'm just gonna be blunt and honest. I love you. One more time because it feels really nice to say, I love you. I feel like I've been bottling this up forever. I love you.
Sarah: Chuck, you don't have....
Chuck: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm getting out of hand, but look, you were right in Prague. You and I, we're perfect for each other. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Chuck: Look, we both know how I feel about you so I'm just going to shoot straight. Sarah, you're the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. You're beautiful, you're smart, you laugh at all of my stupid jokes and have a horrible habit of constantly saving my life. The truth is, you're everything that I thought I ever wanted and more. And for the last few days all I could think about is our future together. About what it's going to be like once I finally get the Intersect out of my head; we can be together for real, no fake relationships, no covers, no lies. But the more I think about it, the more I realize that you and I can never have a future together. I fooled myself into thinking that we could but the truth is: we can't. Because even if we had a real relationship it would never really be real. I'd still never know anything about you, your real name, your home town, your first love, anything. And I want more than that. I want to be able to call you at the end of a bad day and tell you about some funny thing Morgan did and not find out I can't but I can't cause you're off be 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.
Sarah: You know, someday when the intersect is out of your head and you have the life that you always wanted, you'll forget all about me.
Chuck: I seriously doubt that.

Chuck: Look, what if I surrender and you run. I mean I'm going into a cell anyway. What's the difference?
Sarah: Torture.
Chuck: Okay, no surrender.

Chuck: Look. Look, I get how you're feeling man. I totally get how you're feeling. You're feeling betrayed by someone you really care about.
Casey: You're damaging my calm, Chuck.
Chuck: You've spent so much of your life pushing people away. Lashing out with hurtful words and punches. But I know why you do it. You do it because you're scared.
Casey: WHAT?
Chuck: Scared. Scared to be known. Scared that if we actually see who you are, we'd actually care about you.
Casey: Shut up, Chuck!
Sarah: Yeah, shut up, Chuck. You're making him mad.
Chuck: [shushes Sarah] Underneath that extremely terrifying exterior lies a man who deeply, deeply feels. You care. You care about us. You care about me. Admit you feel all warm and mushy about me. Go ahead, say it; you love me, John Casey.
Casey: I'm going to kill you!
[Lunges for Chuck]
Chuck: Wait. Wait! Hold on. No! Not me.
[points to Bennett]
Chuck: Him!

Chuck: Morgan! Hey, ah, buddy, do-do we carry any Rush CDs in the store?
Morgan: No need. I got them all in my Zune.
Chuck: You have a Zune?
Morgan: Are you kidding me? No, no. I'll grab my iPod.

Chuck: My life took a little detour senior year when our old friend Bryce Larkin discovered stolen tests under my bed and was kind enough to alert administration.
Sarah: Did you steal the tests?
Chuck: I thought it was kind of implied that I'm a decent person!
Sarah: Well, we all make mistakes.
Chuck: And I've made plenty; that just wasn't one of them. But, hey, then Bryce sent me a whole database of government secrets that are now locked in my brain, keeping me in a constant state of fear, danger, and anxiety, sooo...I'd say we're even.

Chuck: No guns, no flash. Honey, darling, you mind telling me what you've done with our small cashe of weapons?
Sarah: I got rid of them, sweetheart.
Chuck: You actually listened to me?
Sarah: I can't quite believe it myself!
Chuck: Where's the gun you had at the hotel?
Sarah: I left them in the car.
Chuck: Why would you do that?!
Sarah: Because you told me to!