Sarah Walker: This is real? You really love me?
Chuck Bartowski: With all of my heart.
[under the influence of a truth serum]
Chuck Bartowski: [looks at Sarah] God, you're so pretty!
[looks at Casey]
Chuck Bartowski: ... and Casey, your jaw was chiseled by Michelangelo himself.
John Casey: Thank you.
Chuck Bartowski: [seeing General Beckman on the TV] Wow, that new high-def screen sure shows every wrinkle.
John Casey: They can hear you.
Chuck Bartowski: What? Twinkle! Every twinkle... in her eye... eyes...
Sylvia Arculin: Charles, I didn't expect you to come so quickly.
Chuck Bartowski: Charles Carmichael *always* comes quickly.
[awkward pause]
[repeated line]
Steve Bartowski: Aces, Charles.
Chuck Bartowski: [Sarah kisses Chuck] Is that a - real kiss, or a cover kiss? Cause I'm confused right now.
Sarah Walker: It's a "we have an international security emergency and I need to speak to you privately" kiss.
Chuck Bartowski: See? I knew I felt something.
[repeated line]
Sarah Walker, John Casey: Stay in the car, Chuck!
[repeated line]
Devon 'Captain Awesome' Woodcomb: That's awesome.
Sarah Walker: Come any closer, I shoot!
John Casey: You shoot him, I shoot you, I leave both your bodies here and go out for a late night snack. I'm thinking maybe pancakes.
Chuck Bartowski: Well, it may not be the steamiest, but we probably have the strangest relationship in Los Angeles.
Sarah Walker: Doubt that. Morgan's still dating, right?
Chuck Bartowski: Good point.
Jeff Barnes: Does it shock you that 80 percent of my encounters with women have been without their knowledge?
Chuck Bartowski: Honestly, I'm more surprised by the other 20 percent.
General Diane Beckman: I wanted a private word with you. Pardon the intrusion.
Chuck Bartowski: On this moment or my life in general?
John Casey: [to Chuck after Sarah spills wine on Chuck's pants] Not the first American tax dollars wasted on a man's lap.
Morgan Grimes: Ellie, would you characterize me as immature?
Ellie Bartowski: Do you really want me to answer that?
Chuck Bartowski: Excuse me. I'm sorry, General. But who in my life *isn't* a spy? My sister? My best friend? Should I just start asking people when I first meet them, "Hi I'd like the extra value meal, and while we're on the topic, do you covertly work for a government faction?"
[repeated line]
Chuck Bartowski: Guys... I know kung fu.
Sarah Walker: So you want us to break into a government controlled crime scene?
John Casey: It's the F.B.I., how hard can it be?
