Legs - Archer [S04E03]

Rodney. Thank you, asshole.

I happen to love Negroes and jazz.

Well, actually I just got a new El Camino, so-- Oh, so you're all set.

Brett? Archer, what the shit are you doing?

That's a made-up word. They're all made-up.

Oh, God, that's how Maximum Overdrive started.

I can see that! Why the hell did you ask?

Good morning, asshole smoke alarm!

What are you doing? What are you doing?

The human body's basically a potato clock.

I've already done it twice.

...I think it's super creepy you get sexually aroused by physical violence.

Jeezy Petes.

Which reminds me, Grover Cleveland called, he wants his watch back.

A bag. I piss and shit in a plastic bag.

Mind blown!

...but it sounded like it'll be pretty heavy on Negroes and jazz, so--

--Permanent damage to my earballs...

What the shit was that? Ugh.

That'll hold way more Hispanics and lawnmowers.

Yo, Magnum, P.U.

Oh, my-- I basically just lurch from one fireable offense to the next.

And, yep, officially confused.

Cyril, shut your goddamn mouth!

Tease!