In the five years of Chuck, this stands out as one of my favorite episodes, when Chuck and Morgan catch Casey eavesdropping on all their conversations:
Morgan: So what’d (Sarah) say?
Chuck: She said… if she were stranded on an island, she would definitely take roast beef!
Morgan: No way!
Chuck: It’s true man! (Shows Casey listening, who rolls his eyes)
That’s when they catch him spying on them:
Chuck: Do you have any idea how violated I feel right now!?!
Casey: You feel violated?!? No, no, no. My ears feel violated, ‘cuz they have to listen to you and that moron Morgan yammering on for four hours about what sandwich you’re gonna take if you’re stranded on a desert island!
Chuck: What are you, nuts? Nobody was talking about sandwiches for four hours, come on!
(Casey hits the play button on his console)
Chuck: (On tape) Think about it: this is a desert island, Morgan. Mayonnaise simply doesn’t fare well in the tropics.
Morgan: Yeah, but define sandwich, ‘cuz technically you could put anything between two slices of bread. For instance, could I bring a Jessica Alba sandwich to said desert island?
Chuck: Well, I suppose-
(Casey stops the recording)
Chuck: Well, I’ll have, you know, I stand by my mayonnaise theory.
Since leakers are apparently worse than Osama/Saddam/Cthulhu combined, I fully expect the Obama admin to not look forward like they did with Mr. Yoo and Mr. Addington and real criminals and instead use every bit of government power to bring Snowden and Greenwald to “justice.” As such, I imagine the emails I’ve been trading with Greenwald the last decade to be fodder for some poor bastard at the NSA or CIA or who knows where. I really hope our deep thoughts on Glenn Close in Damages or our dog rescues stories or my relentless mocking of a certain person’s twitter feed provides them some meaningful info.