Chuck Bartowski: Hang on a second: Is that Greta? And the other Greta?
John Casey: Chuck, Sarah - meet my new team.
Chuck Bartowski: You guys a couple or something?
Captain Richard Nobel: Don't be ridiculous.
Captain Victoria Dunwoody: It's against agency protocol.
Captain Richard Nobel: Romantic entanglements lead to lapses in judgement.
Captain Victoria Dunwoody: You ought to know.
John Casey: [about Bentley] She's our Beckman - except not as warm and cuddly.
Ellie Bartowski: The problem is I only have one test subject. So in order to control my experiment, we're going to have to have a second baby... Kidding.
Chuck Bartowski: All we gotta do is get through 4 inches of solid steel.
Sarah Walker: Or we chop off Casey's hand.
Chuck Bartowski: Let's keep that as our back up plan, shall we?
Sarah Walker: Sure.
Chuck Bartowski: Let me in!
Morgan Grimes: Over my dead body, Chuck!
Sarah Walker: [Sarah drops in from the ceiling] How about over your tranq'd body?
Morgan Grimes: You were distracting me so she could break in.
Chuck Bartowski: Yeah.
Morgan Grimes: Clever girl. Are you using the 5 milligram darts?
Sarah Walker: 10.
Morgan Grimes: Please tell Casey I put up a good fight.
Sarah Walker: [after Chuck fights Nobel and Dunwoody] Chuck, what is happening?
Chuck Bartowski: We're following the same program. Sarah... they're Intersects.
Chuck Bartowski: We're going to have to improvise out way through this one.
Captain Richard Nobel: Impro-? It's a nuclear bomb!
John Casey: Stow it Captain!
Sarah Walker: Chuck, are you about to disarm a nuclear bomb using fruit juice?... Okay, do it!
General Diane Beckman: The truth is, Director Bentley, you should never have pursued the Intersect Field trial without first consulting the *original* Intersect! Agent Bartowski, that is why, you will oversee *all* apsects of the Intersect Project from here on out.
Chuck Bartowski: Well might as well bring this.
[Picking up the Final Fantasy II game cartridge]
Chuck Bartowski: It's gonna be a long flight.
Sarah Walker: I'm sure we can find something else to pass the time.
[Sarah kisses Chuck, then leaves]
Chuck Bartowski: Oh mmm. Not to be crude, but you were talking about sex, right?
John Casey: I'm just returning something.
Sarah Walker: A .50 cal sniper rifle? Why are you checking weapons out of the armory?
John Casey: I was just pling out on the range. Don't want a beautiful weapon like this to feel neglected.
Chuck Bartowski: I just can't believe Casey replaced us.
Sarah Walker: I can't believe the CIA replaced us.
Chuck Bartowski: Come again?
Sarah Walker: Who do you think is getting all our missions?
Captain Victoria Dunwoody: Sorry Batowski. The Intersect Project is classified.
Chuck Bartowski: Classi- Classified? I'm not authorized to be down here? What? I *am* the Intersect!
Captain Richard Nobel: You're not as special as you think.
John Casey: [after the Intersects are removed] So, how's it feel?
Captain Richard Nobel: What a relief to have that out of my head. That poor bastard, Bartowski.
Ellie Bartowski: I guess I thought that there might be something on my dad's computer that would - I don't know - change the fact that I'm just a stay-at-home mom.
Devon Woodcomb: Whoa. Whoa! Stop right there. You are Eleanor Bartowski-Woodcomb. PHD. MD. The brainiest, sexiest, kick-assiest woman I have ever known. You're not just anything, Ellie.
Ellie Bartowski: Really?
Devon Woodcomb: You're Mrs. Awesome.
Ellie Bartowski: Thanks.
Ellie Bartowski: Hi. You're home early.
Devon Woodcomb: Babe, it's dinner time.
Ellie Bartowski: What? Oh wow. Clara's taking a monster nap. I must've lost myself.
Devon Woodcomb: Is that -?
Ellie Bartowski: Yeah, great news. I found my dad's computer.