Ray: Ooh! Here's an idea. Why don't you just saw your God damned head off?
Cyril: Geez. What's up your butt?
Ray: Nothing is up my butt, Cyril. Oh, or maybe there is. I wouldn't know because I'm paralyzed from the waist down and it's Archer's fault!
Krieger: Uh, gettin' some mileage out of that, huh?

Give it time. This isn't the Flintstones. We can't just wang him in the head with a frying pan!

Malory: So this whole thing was just a sham?
Krieger: Well, if by sham you mean...sham...

Pam: I was voted best milker!
Krieger: Me too!
Everyone: Eww.

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Cyril: So...why are we in our underwear?
Krieger: Meh...don't worry about it.

What a load of shit. I should be looking for my partner's killer but instead I'm looking for a damn finger.

Archer

Krieger: Look, I'm just following orders.
Barry: That's what the Nazis said!
Krieger: Yeah, tell ME about Nazis.

Krieger: I am a doctor.
Ray & Cyril: No you're not.
Krieger: Well, no, but a student of life.

Archer Quotes

KGB (Crenshaw): This may be old cliche, but... we have ways of making you talk.
Archer: What, your little go-kart battery?
KGB (Crenshaw): Golf cart.
Archer: Whatever. Would you pick an accent and stick with it?

It's like my brain's a tree and you're those little cookie elves.

Archer