Pipeline Fever - Archer [S02E04]

Wow, six-percent beer. - To get Sterling Archer drunk.

[BLEEPING]

- The what? - Thanks, Cyril.

...touch it. - What the f****** shit is this?

Look at me, chopping ice for a Tom Collins like a field hand.

- Drop it! Drop it! - You drop it.

How you doing, buddy?

I'm commandeering this airboat.

Thank God for small miracles, huh?

Also, yes.

- No, no, no. Lana. It's dry ice. - Ow!

Now both my dogs is dead.

Whaling ships? What, he's against clean-burning lamp oil?

- But there's a pig launcher here. ARCHER: Is that what it sounds like?

- So, like, never. - Yeah.

- Recycling old batteries. - Exactly. Don't we do that already?

- Borrowed it from Woodhouse. - Archer, what the shit?

So for the love of God, woman, go make me a fresh batch of hurricanes!

[BURPS]

Hey, here's a surprise. Hermès.

Three weeks later I was in Tunisia, killing a different man.

With the old ones you could flush a dachshund puppy.

- The African Queen was the boat. - No, it was Audrey...

Come here, fishy, fishy.

The white queen of Africa.