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[big exhale] Okay, Luce, it's now or never.

Well, and I think I speak for the group,

- I vote we take a vote. - Second.

It's not a ruse, I paid your bail!

Jesus, lady, okay! Your knees are kinda bent,

- Oh, man! - Santa mierda.

You need, like, training!

and even if it was, that only gives you 6 frickin' inches to spare!

for a breadfruit plantation, huh?

[Archer] Luce. Lucy...

- or proof of onward voyage! - You know I don't have either!

[Archer] Forty-nine feet! Wingtip to wingtip!

On three, I start blasting.

go limp, am I right, ladies?

But everybody is gonna do their bit!

and if the fuel pump holds,

Or pay you back for bailing me out.

- an outcast, a laughingstock... - All right. Jesus.

Let's call it...

[Archer] Hey, come on... Chin up, Archer...

- What, we were all thinking it. - No one is thinking that!

[glass shatters]