Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm almost certainly blind.

LANA: Oh, for the love of--! ARCHER: Ow! You dick!

Well, I didn't invent the ravages of time.

It's going to push the Horizon into orbit above Mars...

Ha! You'll have to sedate me.

Right? LANA: Really?

...and I am the only man alive who can lead us there.

This is gonna be--

Pam! MALORY: And she'll do it too.

Come on out, Archer. I mean, I'd come in, but. ...

To shoot that dickbag in his face

I didn't invent the ravages of time.

So let me take this baby on in. What are you doing?

Okay, Barry. Forgetting for the moment how you found me here...

And the black guy is okay with this?

Archer! Quit screwing around with the robot and shut the damn airlock already!

Uh, excuse me, could I borrow you?

I don't know about always but--

For what it's worth, I think you would've made a great Martian queen.

I can't go live on Mars. I just rented a summer house.

And you're just so...

Wait, we're sorry. Aren't you guys looking for a new Martian queen?