Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I swear, this was just an extremely unlikely mishap with the barbed wire.
Come here, you skinny-legged son of a bitch!
I heard you. And I can also read, so--
Thank you, Janelle, I would love more of your moist and hot pie.
We got a situation here.
No.
Ray's still up in the woods, right? Uh... Oh.
ARCHER : You've reached Sterling Archer's voice-mail.
Yes. Randy. Which I probably should've mentioned earlier.
Remember? We picked you up last night, said we were going on a trip?
I would love more of your moist and hot pie.
...business concerns. No, just back for a visit.
Because we would be amenable to that.
While you were in bed with my wife! Our marriage was never consummated!
Oh, please! You're gonna murder him so you can take over his dope farm!
She's mad because I slept with Randy.
Well, I only got to ninth grade!
Wha--? Finally, a non-idiotic greeting.
Well, make sure it's a short one.
Oh, all right, I'll be your beard.
Or have we literally gone back in time?
Hahahaha Phrasing
Lana!
No, and to where? Six Flags Over The Shittier Parts of Chernobyl?
So is this.
Well, y'all do live in New York City. Just New York.
What brings you back up the holler?
Carol? Wha--?
No! Ray, that was sarcasm.