Of course i'm not going to be a pirate, i'm going to be a pirate king.

Sterling

Rip: You just killed like ten pirates.
Sterling: Wow, if the five year old me knew that, he'd get a huge boner.

Rip: Those could be pirates.
Sterling: Okay, well then they'll do just have to do until we find some cowboys and indians.

Sterling: A ruse? Hi, it's 1930s, can have our words, and clothes, and shitty plane back?
Rip: Let's go, kid.
Sterling: Call you back, 1930s. And, hey, watch out for that Adolf Hitler. He's a bad egg.

Archer: So excuse me for needing some time to grieve.
Rip: By tending bar and banging newly weds?
Archer: Apparently that's my grieving process.

Pam: What a hunk
Cheryl: Total sploosh.
Lana: Yeah, gotta give him a sploosh.
Gillette: And whatever my equivalent of sploosh. Which I guess is just sploosh. Only with semen.

Did you watch Regis this morning?

You know there is probably something I should learn from this but I... AWWW SHIT MY RUG!

Sterling Archer

Archer: Why the hell are you crying?
Krieger: That was my van.

One for three off the roof, bitch!

Barry

Barry: Besides sodomizing my ex-fiancee...
Archer: Only by the strictest legal definition.

If I stop drinking all at once, I'm afraid the cumulative hangover will kill me.

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