Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I think a more apt analogy would be Moses, but--
Let’s get it on, brother.
How am I gonna get home?
Wait, wait, wait!
ARCHER: Heh, heh. Do you not'?
Evil Cyborg versus Spacebot. Love it.
Archer, stop it! ARCHER: Let me land it!
I'm going into stasis wake me up when we're on the ground
Earth is doomed.
So wait, are we not doing drinks?
Hang on, Other Barry.
Ass.
Oh, my God, for the last time--
Don't say it! Do not say it!
I don't care if you have to use the plasma torch, get this door open.
Honestly, we can do this another time.
Lana, uh, pretend it's five years ago.
Drake, you're gonna fly us back to Earth to stand trial for, whatever, space piracy.
Uh, hang on, sorry, one sec.
No, it isn't, Lana.
PAM: Goddamn it.
Why not? It's full of, ugh, garbage and shit.
I know, right? It's like a vagina with a zipper.
Yes. Yes, both Barrys promised.
We're Going Down! Aaah! Aah, Aaaaah...