Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That makes you gay for me? Well, I don't really like that word.

He's-- Wait, I'm sorry, whose future together?

- Oh, my God. What if I'm gay for Tolkien? - Dude.

Big hands. Big dick.

A pig wouldn't be caught dead in there.

- What? First of all, shit-ass. - Or take criticism.

Well, we'll never know.

Armory supervisor. Hooray, what's with the cage?

Fourteen days survival ration, two night vision goggle...

I mean it's all fake, obviously-- Exactly.

Lana, listen. No, you listen. We're--

Yeah, so, uh, about un-framing you for treason and murder.

What? I knew it. Where is he?

Exactly, because he's a fricking lemur.

You know rne, I've banged more hot chicks than I've had hot dinners, but...

You could've said--

My only regret is I won't get to turn this in because it is scathing.

...isn't the optimal time to do peer reviews.

Because I'm not the idiot that took his idiot clothes off.

Shut up, it went down wrong. Yeah, said your...

Okay. I got an El Camino full of rampage here, so what's the plan?

You had same wine, how did you not get drug?

That break room is disgusting.

Oh, for-- Seriously?

One Sterling Archer, two Sterling Archer.

"Employee is often unprepared for important meetings."

I want them all converging on his location.

To lure a black market arms dealer into the open...