Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She totally disarmedyour phrase.
Because they do not make good husbands, Lana.
- I'm not letting youwaste thermite.
Lana: Yeah, uh, about that. - Oh, Lana.
- He's our only option.
- No, we're too close
Will you stop treating me like some baby-crazy cliché
- I do not know.
and meet you at the dock.
where we got these human costumes, but...
- Oh, please. Maybe you're just saying that
You stay here and be the world-weary
so you'd feel needed and want to stay.
It was an accident. Yeah, it was flirty horseplay.
- Ah, son of a bitch. - [laughs]
- [grunting in Dri'n] [grimalkians hissing]
Also, do you see any polyps?
I should have assigned Cyril to his specialty of, uh--
- Girl's gotta self-preserve, dude.
[ominous music]
- [gasps] Mommy's just joking.
This is the plot of several famous films.
ANNOUNCER: FXX presents Archer 1999.
spaceship architecture magazine?
Like these voice changers!
[pipe rattling]
We're taking out that Dri'n bastard.
And if anything, I would be co-sheriff.
- No, Lana.Space cowboys do or die.
Cyril: You said turn off the radar.
- [sighs] Now, where is that mainframe?
This ship has no ACand pirate garb isn't exactly--
- Don't say that, ever.
- "Thermite" be something I can do to help.
Tomorrow, after my sick day. Which you're interrupting.