Cyril Figgis: Um, well, uh, a lot of stuff really. Sterling Archer: Last? After a fight with his alleged fiancé, Framboise, he told Lana he was planning to blow up her car (most likely with her in it). Lana Kane: Ah, dammit, that was the guy in charge of the chocolate fountain. Sterling Archer: I *thought* you meant six *A*-M. Malory Archer: No, six - Sterling, are you drunk? Malory Archer: For who? Sterling Archer: Well, knock yourself out, I'm ejecting. Sterling Archer: Sorry, let's just call it what it is. Jesus! Because I'm the one that ripped off Conway's hand? I am so bad about doing the self exam. Sterling Archer: Shoot, bitch! Or LSD. What are they? Lana Kane, Cyril Figgis, Pam Poovey, Ray Gillette: Wow. And I resent you making me feel like that, so... Sterling Archer: [scoffs] I'm not a racist. But I was the first person to realize its potential as a tactical garment. We're not going to put a couple of untested rookies in the starting line-up of game seven of the World... [Lana closes the partition, cutting Slater off]. She is the prattling secretary at Malory Archer at ISIS before it became The Figgis Agency. Dr. Krieger: And I love that I have an erection, that didn't involve homeless people. Cheryl: Yeah, fed full of muffins and denial! Sterling Archer: Whoa, you actually thought I wanted to have sex with y - [starts laughing uncontrollably]. Sterling Archer: I'd say that's fairly classic her. Maybe a mutiny of clowns. Sterling Archer: [drunk, loud, and incoherent] Winner! That's what I am! Later, Archer asks her to marry him, and she agrees. Pam: Oh you're giving me the truck noise, Karen Carpenter's stunt double? Unlike some people I know. Commander Tony Drake: Acted without thinking. Archer is awakened nearby by a phone ringing and suffering from a hangover. Sterling Archer: [sighs] God, we've got so much to catch up on. Cheryl Tunt: Jesus! Sterling Archer: If Pam knows then everyone knows because of Pam's huge mouth. He then receives a face mask and hands resembling Figgis from Krieger and leaves to meet with her, but gets hit by a bus after leaving the building. Did you cut the green one? Sterling Archer: I'm kidding, it's three, and also me. You double-crossing son-of-a-bitch! They've been chasing their tails on the whisper drive for years. By the way do you want to go for a slice? Sterling Archer: [holding a bloody steak that has dripped down the length of the hall] Uh, I'm looking for a terrorist and an ocelot. He was only here for two days. Malory Archer: Because I've swallowed just about all I'm going to take from you! Sterling Archer: Cyril, I paid her. Doctor Krieger: And now a sad moon is on the rise. Cheryl: You seriously don't think that's hot? Dr. Sklodowska: Mission Control, this is Nereus. You've got nothing! Pam Poovey: [to Cyril] Dude! Friday night was cornhole league then on Saturday. Sterling Archer: Oh my God! Sterling Archer: Well. I don't remember. Pam Poovey: You could shut your dick holster. Agh. Malory Archer: Jesus. https://www.quotes.net/movies/archer_quotes_100374, The cardinal work of charity is not by the number that counts, but by…. Lana Kane: [on the phone to Archer] You're such a prick. Lana Kane: Archer, shut up. Pam Poovey: What are you doing? [keeps texting]. George: No, no! I'll bet you probably eat veal. Doctor Krieger: Shhhhhhhhhhhh... you do not want to know. Hey, come on. Sterling Archer: Uhh, yeah, crazy rich. From the left, dear. Rate it: (0.00 / 0 votes) 967 Views. Trinette: You've been holding him, and you've been drinking and your hands are so damn big. Lana Kane: [to Archer, Cyril, and Kreiger] Okay, you three head upstairs... Lana Kane: I'm going to the kitchen to make sure he doesn't stumble onto the coke. Sterling Archer: You are such a hypocrite! Unh-uh. Sanity Slippage looks more and more likely. But for god's sake, six weeks is long enough. Pam Poovey: Lana and Cyril bailed! Sterling Archer: OK. [pause] It's not, though. Breath! I get to carry her corpse. Sterling Archer: Well you can't give them the money, they'll just go buy a million dollars worth of crack. Additionally, he has a darker side. You cannot make yourself a verb! Sterling Archer: Breast cancer and yes, seriously. This is like O. Henry and Alanis Morissette had a baby and named it this exact situation. Receptionist: Swear to God, Mr. Archer, I have HR on speed dial! Cyril Figgis: [Archer puts pen in Cyril's pocket] Uh, hey whoa. Sterling Archer: Why are you sitting? "That other somebody" who runs away at the thought of responsibility and, as we speak, is up to his eyeballs in cobra whiskey and ladyboy hookers? Apparently, Archer had blown their cover in an attempt to get with a hostess, no doubt using his status as a secret agent to entice her. No snooping. Lana Kane: Do you even still get hangovers? I mean, not... ugh. After Katya is revived as a cyborg by Dr. Algernop Krieger, Barry returns to kill Archer and Katya at their second attempt at marriage, only for the fight between the two cyborgs devolve into a sexual encounter, ending Archer's engagement once again. For a total of - wait for it - 8. [Archer begins to play with the baby's face with his finger] Right before you passed out, you told me Mallory had convinced you to freeze a bunch of your sperm at Dr. Feldman's office, and I was like, 'Huh, weird.' Agent Lana Kane: [over building intercom] Um, attention. With H. Jon Benjamin, Jeffrey Tambor, George Coe, Judy Greer. Malory Archer: Most people fly. Malory Archer: Liked him better when he had cancer. I'm sure you did something to deserve it. [Malory finishes her bourbon]. Sterling Archer: Cyril's about half a wreck, huh? Sterling Archer: A black astronaut, Cyril. I'm still ripped. Sterling Archer: No, just half of one. Lana Kane: As the damsel in distress? ", Sterling Archer: "Like I told you he would!". When Dr. Algernop Krieger gave him bionic legs, he initially opposed it on a moral level, believing that it was something only God should do. I can't believe the head of the DEA has the balls to say it! Did- did we...? Burt Reynolds: And you were gonna pay for it yourself... Burt Reynolds: No assessment or anything. Sterling Archer: No! Me. Sterling Archer: I mean, not compared to your tits, but... Sterling Archer: Ow! I could eat! When mother found out you cheated on Lana... Cyril Figgis: You cheated on Lana plenty! Despite his hatred for Archer, Barry agreed to a mission to rescue him from the KGB. Do you not even skim the briefings in your inbox? Brett Buckley: Breast cancer? Sterling Archer: Just the crime of murder, not the crime of sodomy by rubber egg plant. Malory Archer: Sterling, no, you're not well. Sterling Archer: OK thanks Rain Man, your point? Sterling Archer: Plus, now I'm out of a rug. Sterling Archer: [sighs] I mean, really? Sterling Archer: Noah, I'm half drunk and slathered in every bodily fluid there is, so, yeah, this is about as pirate king-y as I'm going to get. Either A, I tell Lana what happened on that scratchy green office rug or 2, you get inside me. Like people? Sterling Archer: There! If something happens to us... Lana Kane: I really don't think that this is the time to talk about that. He's not coming back. Lana Kane: Was that before or after you got caught fondling a teenager? Sterling Archer: Good. Sterling Archer: Mother, look out! After Barry becomes stranded in space, Katya uses the time to take over as head of the KGB. We don't have a word for hulk. Sterling Archer: Seriously, Lana. Sterling Archer: If you're coming in hot, I know. Not Deliverance. [Archer gets out of the car, then ducks back in]. You think, in the event of their deaths, that you would be A.J. It was a stupid pair of scissors. What the hell is this? Oh, that's groceries. Pam Poovey: Awwww, c'mon! It tastes worse than it smells! Sterling Archer: Well not necessarily sphagetti and meatballs, but not necessarily not spaghetti and meatballs either. Malory Archer: So when I asked for cucumber slices which one of you idiots sent up zucchini? Cyril Figgis: Did he mean a Terminator of gays? Ray Gillette: Lana Kane, you magnificent bastard. Malory Archer: I swear, if anyone ever saw me in this awful van. Malory Archer: Dammit, I told Sterling six o'clock! Lana Kane: And got us to dispose of the body. Krenshaw: But what if I shoot her, mama's boy? They evolve. Sterling Archer: Bajillion gay little copycats. Holy shit, do you have anemia? Sterling Archer: Oh yeah, well I hope. Sterling Archer: Of an awesome and ass-kicking nature! Malory Archer: I swear, if anyone sees me in this awful van... Lana Kane: How could they, with this illegal ass window tint? Say hello to Rip Riley, manhunter. You think between now and Friday you can score some roofies? Sterling Archer: Hey, you wanna smell something? We're scientists! Cyril Figgis: Well, he may have seemed drunk but he's... Lana Kane: [off-screen]... still drinking? I wasn't. Malory Archer: The secret is negative reinforcement. Kintaru Sato: [guerillas approaching] Then blow it, and then come! Yeah. Just give me the pitcher! Oh my God! - | MP3 | WAV; Private Virus Sound - | MP3 | WAV . Cyril Figgis: Well, don't keep saying it. Sterling Archer: Uh, apology accepted, ass-douche. Oh right, so, uh, I know, uh, we had an- an implied oral agreement about heroin, but... Pam Poovey: [on the toilet] That's the last freakin' thing I need! After was all gendarmes and dick stitches. My head feels like a bunch of monkeys fighting over a bucket of marbles. Cyril Figgis: Why would Ms. Archer give us until Friday? As an infant, he was abandoned at the Hide-A-Wee Home for Children, where he was given his name and grew up. World's gushiest orgasm? Sterling Archer: I love you, Santa Claus! In my heart of hearts, I knew he was one of good guys. While it's possible that he simply got it repaired, it doesn't explain how as it's supposed to be state of the art from Russia.
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