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God, now that I think about it, you're my only friend.
What money? Oh, really? You sure? Because all I need to do is just--
No, Pam, I didn't, because I'm not an id--
And before you see one thin dime, I want to talk to Sterling.
We're leaving. Before this quack's office burns to the ground.
Please don't make me choose.
Middies, come on, get in position!
--I will never, ever forgive you, and we will never, ever be friends again.
No, Mother, I'm a captive of pirates. Unh!
BUCKY: Sterling Archer.
Arch get your happy ending before this bird shifter universe burns to the ground
LANA: Noah? Yes.
MALORY: Sterling, get your things.
Rock beats spoon. You should know that, you're an archeologist.
He-- Who knows? Maybe he had a brain aneurysm.
No, you just listen to me, buster. Bucky.
Yeah. Yeah, it's just a big old goddamn fairy tale.
Heh. I don't even remember who peed on your sofa.
Duh.
ARCHER: Lana! LANA: Archer!
Well, figurative-- Yeah, literally.
Phrasing.
Uh, couple things. One, Ray, thanks for perpetuating the stereotype...
What I do need is some fricking crab shampoo!
Ray?
Suck it! No!
Oh, for-- And just how the hell are we supposed to lure him down here?
ARCHER: Noah, seriously, I swear to God, stop.