Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't go live on Mars. I just rented a summer house.

Uh, excuse me, could I borrow you?

I'm almost certainly blind.

It's going to push the Horizon into orbit above Mars...

I don't know about always but--

This is gonna be--

LANA: Oh, for the love of--! ARCHER: Ow! You dick!

I didn't invent the ravages of time.

Well, I didn't invent the ravages of time.

Ha! You'll have to sedate me.

For what it's worth, I think you would've made a great Martian queen.

Come on out, Archer. I mean, I'd come in, but. ...

Pam! MALORY: And she'll do it too.

Archer! Quit screwing around with the robot and shut the damn airlock already!

Right? LANA: Really?

And you're just so...

Wait, we're sorry. Aren't you guys looking for a new Martian queen?

So let me take this baby on in. What are you doing?

Okay, Barry. Forgetting for the moment how you found me here...

And the black guy is okay with this?

...and I am the only man alive who can lead us there.

To shoot that dickbag in his face