Lana: Dude, this van is like rolling probable cause.
Malory: All ashore from the S.S. Date Rape.
Ray: Toot, Toot!

Does Canada even have a spy agency?

Do you like to travel? Because if you don't find that bag, I will empty the entire contents of your body and use your leathery skin as a replacement.

On your knees, hands behind your head, and toss out that weapon! But not in that order.

Lana

Archer: You swallowed a pool ball?
Pam: I wish just one and I still got two to go.

Archer: I don't need a doctor, Katya doesn't have VD!
Malory: You haven't had sex with her?

How is this happy play time? Use your imagines, make a soccer ball out of a dead cat.

Barry: Come on, it's your son's life.
Malory: And my money.

Those cannot be your only shoes. What am I saying? It's Russia. People probably come from miles around just to get their picture taken in those.

Malory: Lana, you go straight to Moscow.
Lana: Undercover?
Malory: Of course undercover.
Lana: As what? Russia's only black woman?

Malory: Ray, get your purse and take some midol, you're going back for him.
Ray: According to these notes from my doctor, a radiologist and my new neurologist I am doing no such thing.

Archer: I thought they just wanted my hair so their scientists could unlock the secret of its luxurious fullness. Touch it, Barry.
Barry: No.
Archer: Come on.
Barry: It's not that thick back here.

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