Chuck

Chuck: I feel like I'm living a lie, Ellie. I used to be able to compartmentalize this things but it's like it's all the time now, it never stops. I feel like I'm not me anymore. Ellie: I think I know what this is about. Chuck: You do? Ellie: Maybe things are moving too fast with Hannah and eventhough you really like her, it feels dishonest because the truth is that you still have feelings for Sarah. Did this sound about right? Chuck: See? This is... This is why I don't come talk to you, Ellie, because you are half a spy. Ellie: I'm sorry, Chuck. Maybe that's not it. Chuck: No. No, no... What I mean by that is that you are an excellent half a spy. Thanks. Ellie: Anytime.

Big Mike: Bartowski is killing it with the ladies. Lester: First it was that hot girl from Standford. Jeff: Jill. Lester: Yeah, then the brunette with the overpriced alley. Big Mike: Lou. She was a fine miniature piece of woman. Lester: And now Hannah. Moisturizer fee of my saliva. Jeff: Don't you get it? None of them matter. Chuck might be trying to replace her, but when he's with Sarah, the light in his eyes shines brightly. Big Mike: (starts crying) Damn onions!

Lester: Look at that. Chuck's the greatest lady killer Burbank has seen. Jeff: He's a real Chuck magnet. Lester: Please with the puns.

(Seeing Chuck and Hannah) Lester: What is that guy's secret with women? Or has he got some kind of deal with the devil? Jeff: I've narrowed it down to either mind-controlling LSD or sorcery.