John Casey: [about Chuck's first mission] You'll be fine, assuming you know how to tango.
Chuck Bartowski: Are you serious?
John Casey: Oh, I wouldn't joke about your life.
Morgan: Because tonight Chuck Bartowski is boldly going where none of us have gone before. To have intercourse with a beautiful woman.
Anna Wu: Speak for yourself.
Chuck Bartowski: I've been a spy all of five seconds, and I already have soy sauce on my shirt.
Sarah Walker: Well, go wash it off. And, Chuck?
Chuck Bartowski: Yeah?
Sarah Walker: Stop saying you're a spy.
Chuck Bartowski: Oh, right...
Chuck Bartowski: Okay, this is my first foray into major undercover spy work so if you could ease up ease on the sarcasm - that would be great. And how am I supposed to recognize La Ciudad? Is there a picture or something?
John Casey: If there's a photograph, why would we need you?
Chuck Bartowski: What did we just talk about?
Chuck Bartowski: [regarding the pictures of dead people] Why are they sleeping?
John Casey: They're not sleeping. They're dead.
Sarah Walker: We need you to tell us who killed them, and why.
Chuck Bartowski: [putting the pictures down] How should I know?
John Casey: Look at them again.
Chuck Bartowski: I would really rather not. It's kind of creepy.
Chuck Bartowski: That sounds great, but my wetsuit's at the dry cleaners.
Malena: [interrogating Chuck] Now, I want you to think very carefully about my options. There's the old favorite, yank out a tooth... No, too noisy.
[Chuck nods a lot]
Malena: I could cut off a toe... No, too messy.
Chuck Bartowski: Far too messy.
Malena: Or I could chuck you off the balcony, Chuck.
Alan Waterman: [giving Chuck his card] Well, if you need any help with the job thing, gimme a call. I know people.
Chuck Bartowski: [Chuck has a flash] Insider trading and off shore accounts in the Caymans.
Alan Waterman: [shocked] What did you just say? Do you work for the SCC?
[taking the card]
Alan Waterman: I gotta go.