Archer: You have a potato?
Malory: What is this? Christmas?

Krieger: Coffee just like I like my women: black, bitter and preferably fair trade.

So once again you're left with the class Irish man's dilemma, do I eat the potato or do I let it ferment so I can drink it later?

Malory

I bet i wont even be able to eat spaghetti and meatballs ever again. Oh god, I could eat. Not necessarily spaghetti and meatballs, but not necessarily not spaghetti and meatballs. I mean I really like spaghetti and meatballs. Man, if I don't get some spaghetti and meatballs I might literally die.

Unless it was the creepy old people bondage sex police, why would anyone break in here and shoot him?

Malory: Who taught you to drive?
Cheryl: This guy I know called my dead father.

That was for Pearl Harbor!

Malory

Black, powerful, sexy. Like if Ron O'Neil was a car.

Lana: How much did Dodge kick in?
Malory: Not as much as you'd think.

Krieger: Press that red button.
Archer: Is it going to kill everyone?
Krieger: Press that blue button.

Archer: Does no one seriously no what today is?
Pam: Tuesday?
Cheryl: The rapture?

Archer: And I got to complete my life long dream.
Malory: Meeting Mr. Green Jeans?

Archer Season 3 Quotes

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.