Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tone. Yeah, sorry.
Arcanu and Fio suppressing fire!
"Turn around"? It's not like we haven't all seen them before.
Wait, there are animals?
CHERYL: Cyril, stop!
COMPUTER : Security breach, Pod 6.
Stop this at once. We command you.
Yes, a "whordiot."
That's because you hid, Cyril.
ARCHER: Uh, Barry? Yo. Yeah, let's get it on, brother.
I will fly us home.
Really?
Hey, guys. we got a problem!
Jesus, think about someone else for once in your life!
Aw.
Holy shit-space!
You murdered a banker?
My point is this whole thing is Lana's fault... What?
ARCHER: Now who's got a vagina problem?
We Fell In Love
Archer. What, you want one?
Firing an ion cannon at the future Mother of Mars?
MALORY: Item four:
Not just my ego, Lana, Spacebofs ego.
...and he and Kellogg are the only ones who can fly it.
Ooh. And also the one remaining person who could fly us back to Earth!
Ew. Lana, trust me, this is the only way.