Fulcrum Agent: Okay, let's try this one more time. The microchip. Please. The microchip now!
Bryce: Release the kid first.
Chuck: Kid? Honestly, we were born in the same year.
Fulcrum Agent: Give me the chip and I'll let him go.
(Bryce raises his arm and puts his gun down)
Fulcrum Agent: The chip.
Bryce: There. Now release him.
Fulcrum Agent: Sorry.
Bryce: You got it?
Sarah: (Sarah, out of the Fulcrum Agents's view, whispers) Yeah, I got it.
Bryce: Take it...take the shot, Sarah. Sarah! Take the shot! Take it!
(A shot from elsewhere rings)
Casey: You want something done right, you do it yourself.

Chuck: So uh...staying with Sarah, huh?
Bryce: Protecting our cover. How are things between you guys?
Chuck: They're good. Good good good. Solid. Why, did she say something?
Bryce: No it's just, she's a beautiful girl, pretending to be your girlfriend. I was afraid you'd let the lines get blurred and fall for her.
(Chuck scoffs)
Chuck: What me, fall for Sarah? Please.
(Sarah enters)
Sarah: Hey guys. So how do I look?
Chuck: Good. Yeah, yeah. Real good. Red's not really my color, so... (mumbles) forgot my jacket...or salmon or whatever that is.

I'm too young, upwardly mobile, and handsome to die.

Lester

(Chuck and Casey watch Anna fight)
Casey: (On the phone) I need a background clearance on one Anna Wu. I have a candidate for possible field work.
Chuck: No!

Anna: Morgan, you can't let a bully like Mitt push you around, this isn't high school.
Morgan: No, it's worse. This is Buy More.

Just get me the hell out of here, Jorge, I'm living in a Lamborghini, you can't imagine how little leg room there is.

Von Hayes

I hate Bryce Larkin.

Chuck

Chuck Season 2 Episode 3 Quotes

Chuck: So uh...staying with Sarah, huh?
Bryce: Protecting our cover. How are things between you guys?
Chuck: They're good. Good good good. Solid. Why, did she say something?
Bryce: No it's just, she's a beautiful girl, pretending to be your girlfriend. I was afraid you'd let the lines get blurred and fall for her.
(Chuck scoffs)
Chuck: What me, fall for Sarah? Please.
(Sarah enters)
Sarah: Hey guys. So how do I look?
Chuck: Good. Yeah, yeah. Real good. Red's not really my color, so... (mumbles) forgot my jacket...or salmon or whatever that is.

Fulcrum Agent: Okay, let's try this one more time. The microchip. Please. The microchip now!
Bryce: Release the kid first.
Chuck: Kid? Honestly, we were born in the same year.
Fulcrum Agent: Give me the chip and I'll let him go.
(Bryce raises his arm and puts his gun down)
Fulcrum Agent: The chip.
Bryce: There. Now release him.
Fulcrum Agent: Sorry.
Bryce: You got it?
Sarah: (Sarah, out of the Fulcrum Agents's view, whispers) Yeah, I got it.
Bryce: Take it...take the shot, Sarah. Sarah! Take the shot! Take it!
(A shot from elsewhere rings)
Casey: You want something done right, you do it yourself.