Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh, hang on, sorry, one sec.
No, it isn't, Lana.
Yes. Yes, both Barrys promised.
Earth is doomed.
Hang on, Other Barry.
Ass.
Wait, wait, wait!
We're Going Down! Aaah! Aah, Aaaaah...
So wait, are we not doing drinks?
PAM: Goddamn it.
Honestly, we can do this another time.
Oh, my God, for the last time--
Don't say it! Do not say it!
Well, I think a more apt analogy would be Moses, but--
Lana, uh, pretend it's five years ago.
Why not? It's full of, ugh, garbage and shit.
Archer, stop it! ARCHER: Let me land it!
Evil Cyborg versus Spacebot. Love it.
ARCHER: Heh, heh. Do you not'?
I know, right? It's like a vagina with a zipper.
I'm going into stasis wake me up when we're on the ground
I don't care if you have to use the plasma torch, get this door open.
Drake, you're gonna fly us back to Earth to stand trial for, whatever, space piracy.
How am I gonna get home?
Let’s get it on, brother.