Chuck: Man, pastries for breakfast, every morning. Europe is genius.

Casey: Chuck's off the grid with Walker. Do the math, Grimes. (Morgan looks blank) He's going to need a walker when Walker's through with him. (Morgan still looks blank) They're having intercourse, idiot.

Casey: You know, it can take up to seven minutes to strangle someone to death. I've done it in under 30 seconds.

Casey: Big job ahead of us, get some sleep.
Morgan: Can't. You see, in my head, the only way the plane remains aloft is if I'm rooting for it. So, stands to reason if I'm sleeping, I'm not rooting. I'm doing it for the good of the passengers.
Casey: Whatever, nut job. But you wake me, you'll be the only one that dies.

Lester: Damn it, Jeffrey, you blew the amp. Don't you know that it's not the size of the instrument that matters, but how much and how long and how often your mother catches you playing?

Sarah: General, Chuck and I are dating. Exclusively.
General Beckman: I must caution you that allowing your private life to interfere with your professional one can be dangerous. But off the record, it's about damn time.