Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You, through some shady deal with the Border Patrol...
"Dear Sterling...
Thank you. Labor of love.
Okay, okay, I'm pulling over.
The first part. Hospital is probably a good idea.
I'm just super good at that.
Now, open the goddamn door.
So where did they all go? And how?
Not right this second!
This is what he does.
Archer is what is wrong with me.
Ugh! Driver. Driver! Driver!
...Archer's missing, and you want us to do nothing?
- Now? Really? - Trust me, if you knew my mother.
Speaking of, I bet a Mexican would do this for a buck an hour.
Still, though, it doesn't--
Here we go.
Adiés? Not hasta pronto or--?
You got our first aid kit, the radio out of the truck...
...which I had earmarked for vital operations.
Uh, remind me, Pam, when did Ms. Archer say she wanted us to shred this crap?
Now go!
Just say the word. Krieger! No! Or nein or whatever.
Archer, you ready?