Archer
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Archer: Why the hell are you crying?
Krieger: That was my van.
Krieger: Press that red button.
Archer: Is it going to kill everyone?
Krieger: Press that blue button.
Krieger: Coffee just like I like my women: black, bitter and preferably fair trade.
Krieger: I needed help disseminating him.
Cheryl: Eww!
Pam: Not what it means.
Lana: Still pretty gross though.
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!
First of all, it's Dr. I'll Solve Your Ant Problem.
Gillette: Yes, I piss and shit in a bag.
Krieger: Me too!
Krieger: Do you ever want to walk again?
Gillette: No, because this way I never have to buy new shoes.
Krieger: Yeah, but is that worth it?
Sterling: If you don't want to see two robots smashing each other with cop cars and shit as they fight each other through the streets of Manhattan...
Krieger: Stop. My penis can only get so erect.
Krieger: I'll be your doctor. Lana: Well, if I want Hitler's DNA spliced into him, I'll give you a call. Kriger: Yeah, I'm around.
You'd be amazed what you people do when you think you're alone. Cyril.
