Chuck Quotes
Morgan: Are you guys ready?
Lester: I was born ready.
Jeff: I was born premature.
Sarah: Are you done feeling sorry for yourself?
Chuck: Personally, I'd like another ten to fifteen minutes of really pathetic self-indulgence.
I've served my country with honor! Let me die with dignity!
Casey
(After Chuck realized how to beat Missile Command)
Chuck: (to Morgan) Morgan... hey ah, buddy do we carry any Rush CDs in the store?
Morgan: No need. I got them all on my Zune!
Chuck: You have a Zune?
Morgan: You kidding me? No... no, I'll grab my iPod.
(to Sarah) Remember, the only difference between high school and high school reunion is that you don't get suspended for being drunk.
Chuck: Hey buddy, what's going on?
Morgan: Lester's new sales policy, we are giving away merchandise.
Chuck: That's going to end badly.
Morgan: I know. I know, Chuck. That's part of the fun.
Mark Ratner: See, I'm just a guy who likes math, you know, and somehow I got a beautiful girl like that to fall in love with me. I have to pinch myself sometimes. It's like I'm dreaming.
(Chuck's eyes meet Sarah's from a distance. A smile washes over her face)
Mark: Aw, forget it, Agent Carmichael. I mean, how can I expect a cool guy like you to understand?
Chuck: You know what, Mark? Sometimes the nerd gets the girl.
Chuck: Glad I'm not the one who has to tell Ratner about his wife's involvement in all this.
Casey: Heh. That's why love is for suckers.
Chuck: Hey, you seen Sarah anywhere?
Casey: Heh. Sucker.
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 hate Bryce Larkin.
Chuck
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
