Lana, am I just now coming out of a coma from when I drowned saving your life eight months ago?

Japanese Soldier: You cannot shirk your duties!
Archer: Yes, I can. I do it all the time

Ray: Is this Brett's blood?
Cheryl: Ugh no, just the same type. We had to fudge it a little on the stains, some of which actually were fudge
Pam: And some of which merely resembled it

Well, I hope you're happy because I feel like a total dick, and kind of a racist. And I resent you making me feel like that...because I'm not a racist.

Japanese soldier: There are no buildings in the jungle big enough to hold a computer
Archer: No, they're really small now. I think you guys actually did that.

Archer: OK, final offer. 10,000 bot, some of which has blood on it.
Pilot: For the millionth time, this isn't a real airline. This is a CIA front.

Conway Stern: Well, you're looking good, girl. A lot curvier than I remember.
Lana: Well, I had a baby
Conway Stern: Sorry. Never mind
Lana: Never mind what?
Conway Stern: Like name it?

I mean is Is it too much to ask during the goddamn work day for 80 minutes each of uninterrupted dump time?

Pam

We'll go help you look for AJ in like five-teen forty minutes

Pam

Oh good, you're making tea? Because, I could use some with honey and lemon...and bourbon. Actually, without the honey and lemon... and the tea.

Archer: I'm talking about us flying on the same plane, Lana. What if it crashed?
Lana: Then I wouldn't have to had to watch you pound 20 drinks and talk the stewardess into a hand job?

Lana: And what operation is the CIA conducting in Argentina
Slater: Sorry. It's operation nunya---
Lana: I---
Archer: As in beeswax, Lana. (mimicks a PA system) Dr. Kane, report to the burn unit.

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