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00:20:44
H. Jon Benjamin, Judy Greer, Amber Nash
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...and then try to talk the stewardess into a handjob.
And it doesn't strike you as "Brazilian minstrel show meets Trading Places?"
[SILENCED GUNFIRE THEN SCREAMS]
Well, then slice out his retina, okay? I can't. It would kill Lou-Ann.
No! Revenge rampage!
And bourbon.
They've been chasing their tails on the whisper drive for years.
You'd think, right? After we threw them that lovely coup?
ARCHER: Yeah, can I start?
...on a pan-American goodwill tour of intelligence headquarters.
Oh, please. That's a baby skeleton.
Because, you jackass, to recap, you locked us in the stupid limo!
You cannot make yourself a verb. I will not allow it.
Come on, to that Nazi freak's lab.
And Mother and Slater and the CIA are idiot for trusting him.
The mainframe is a standalone in a secure vault.
From what? Your mom's antique vagina? You son of a...
Anyway, he needs an extraction from Buenos Aires.
...and then sit here sipping Amontillado sherry while you blee to death.
Jesus Christ. Will he not rest until we've all been enslave by Skynet?
As did I, but I was betray by a lying little country music wannabe.
He literally stabbed me in the back. Because you jeopardize his mission.
As a woman scorn. Lana, remember? I kind of scorn you last time we met?
He literally stab me in the back. Because you jeopardized his mission.
...I've been misusing the word "literally."
No, wait. Teddly's here somewhere. Or was. I swear.
[SILENCED GUNFIRE THEN SCREAMS]
I flush it. Ahh! I will kill you.
Although he has nail his backstory. Lando Cal...
[SILENCED GUNFIRE THEN SCREAMS]
Yeah, yeah. We kind of suspect that. "Kind of?" So you sent us into a...
And if you harm one single hair on her little brown head, I will...
Will you shut up? I need to think. Don't yell at me, I didn't lose her.
CHERYL: I don't know who all lie to you!
To help a patient who's been burn? ARCHER: No.
...we're all gonna be murder, so... Just get us in the damn garage, man.
And so Conway's plan doesn't strike you as unnecessarily complicated?
Ugh. Conway, grab whatever you need, presumably some fresh nine-volts...
He literally stabbed me in the back. Because you jeopardized his mission.
No, wait. Teddly's here somewhere. Or was. I swear.
Well, me. Obviously.
We're definitely gonna talk about it later, I can promise you that.
Who else would they possibly choose? You've met yourself, right?
CHERYL: And certainly overusing.
Because, turns out, you actually know this operator.
As a woman scorned. Lana, remember? I kind of scorned you last time we met?
Archer? You double-crossing son of a bitch.
Hey! Enough, you two!
Can we talk about this later?
ARCHER: Me too, though. And what are you doing in the window?
So, uh, how come you and I didn't hook up last time we worked together?
CHERYL: Was that directed at me? Yes! Who else?
I had a baby. Oh. Sorry. Never mind.
Where the hell did you get a bionic hand? Uh...
Come on. We're not gonna put a couple of untested rookies in the starting lineup...
I did. I thought you were being sarcastic!
...for two separate sessions of 80 uninterrupted minutes each of quality dump time?
Hardened, keycard, and retinal scan entry.
...by Argentine special ops on standing orders to shoot to kill...
Lana! Lana! What are you, jealous I'm a verb?
Come on, to that Nazi freak's lab.
...any and all unauthorized personnel.
And it doesn't strike you as "Brazilian minstrel show meets Trading Places?"
And that's pretty sacred to us, so...
...we're all gonna be murdered, so... Just get us in the damn garage, man.
...that you won't do anything revenge-y and stupid when he opens the door?
Archer, shut up. You're gonna be okay. You really think so?
Spoiler alert, he's robbing me blind. I called immigration, tried to get his father deported.
From what? Your mom's antique vagina? You son of a...
Sharper Image? Uh-huh. Sounds more like Krieger.
But now you have a chance to right that wrong, which is a rare thing.