Sarah: Chuck, you're a gift. You're a gift I never dreamed I could want, or need and every day I will show you that you're a gift that I deserve. You make me the best person I could ever hope to be and I wanna spend, and learn, and love, the rest of my life with you.

Sarah: Done [ rips up her prenup]
Chuck; You don't have to do that.
Sarah: Please forget that ever existed, Okay? And can you please stop being so cool?
[Chuck pulls out his own prenup]
Sarah: That is so not cool.
Chuck: Just read it.
Sarah: I, Sarah Walker, promise to always love Chuck Bartowski. In return, he will always love me. I can't read the fine print.
Chuck: The fine print says: I promise Chuck that I will not even contemplate the word divorce and I will never use my prenup.

Sarah: Feel like talking yet?
Chanarong: An American agent in a government facility would never use any of that. I'm not afraid.
Sarah: You're right. Normally I wouldn't threaten the subject with death by ammonia injection. Burning somebody from the inside out? Doesn't sound like something that's in the Geneva Convention does it? But this man I'm looking for? He loves me. He wants to marry me.
Chanarong: I see. It's amazing what a woman will do to find a husband. Even the toughest spies in the world are just racing against that biological clock. Tick, tick, tick, tock.
Sarah: You got me. I'm just a needy love crazed girl on a husband hunt. [she jams the needle in Chanarong's neck] Who's trained in over 200 ways to kill you. Afraid yet?

Sarah: How did you find me?
Morgan: Half of Thailand's talking about the giant blond she-male tearing through their town. Are you kidding me? But it's okay now, Casey and I are here.
Casey: Walker. What are you doing here? All alone. This place is nothing but scoundrels, assassins and warlords. The scum of the earth.
Local Waitress: Arr Mr Casey. Your usual?

Sarah: I would like for the record to show that I will not at any point of this mission be dressing as a belly dancer.

Sarah: If the Turk's dog is behind that door, so is the Turk!
Chuck: All we gotta do is break through four inches of steel.
Sarah: Or we chop off Casey's hand.
Chuck: [shocked] Let's keep that as our backup plan, shall we?

Sarah: Is this the part where I'm supposed to ask you what you're thinking about?
Chuck: My mom. I thought she was a prisoner that needed to be saved, and...then I come to find out she's just one of the bad guys.
Sarah: Chuck, we don't know what side your mom is on.
Chuck: Maybe not. But there's one thing I do know. In order to find the one person who...left me, I've endangered the lives of everyone who would never leave me. Morgan, Casey, you. I'm gonna stop looking for my mom.
Sarah: No. Chuck...
Chuck: No, it's okay. I thought I had to bring my family back together, but I don't. You guys, Awesome, Ellie, you're my family. I love you.
Sarah: I love you. I'll see you inside.
Chuck: Yeah.
[Sarah goes inside; Chuck's phone rings and he answers it]
Chuck: Hello.
Mary: Hello, Chuck. It's your mother.

Sarah: The other night, when you repeated what Awesome said about us being next having kids. It scared me.
Chuck: Okay.
Sarah: And I wanted to tell you earlier but, um, I didn't. And I've thinking about it all day long.
Chuck: And Heather kept poking the topic with a needle. You're nothing like her.
Sarah: For a long time, I was exactly like her. And it took me a night in the guts of the building to realize that I'm not anymore. At all. And I don't want to be. But I do need to take things slow.
Chuck: I'm not ready for parenthood either. One day, hopefully. But not now. Not yet, anyway. Who are we kidding? I'm barely on solid food myself.

Sarah: Well, he made a promise to his sister. Chuck doesn't want to be a spy and have to lie about it too.
Casey: Your boyfriend needs big boy pants. He's a spy. He's good at it.
Sarah: I know, Casey. You miss him too.
Casey: What? I don't miss him.

Sarah: What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost.
Chuck: I just talked to one. That was my mom.

Sarah: You ever been in a long distance relationship?
Casey: No. I either leave or they die.

Sarah: You're my home, Chuck. You always have been.

Volkoff: Remember, family and friends are everything. Money, greed, and power are a dance with Satan. And he looks like me.

Volkoff: Sarah, we're going to have you break out Yuri the Gobbler. Don't ask why he's called that... It's because he eats people! Basically, it's a suicide mission.
Sarah: I love a good suicide mission.
Volkoff: Me too!

Volkoff: So. A son and a daughter. You didn't think I could have a relationship with your family? Kids love me!