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Clips from Archer - Animation (S05E05)

Short Films 2009 Season 5, Episode 4 7 min 466 clips

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- as a metric ton, but... - Metric.
- Who uses metric? - Every single country on
'Cause you never think of those other two as
- see... - Why are they
thermometers?
I thought they were cocks.
- cocaine addiction? - Or the inspiring story
of her heroic struggle to finally triumph over it?
- What are you eating? - Yogurt!
- Hey! - Lick it.
Well, can't unhear that.
Cyril, you said it was locked up.
- Oh, come on. - You wouldn't dare.
Goddamn, Woodhouse.
Typical.
Ditto. I just don't want her to escape.
half-deaf. - What if we move the
coke and lock her in the cage till she's clean?
- Oh, my God. - Yeah, spoiler alert.
And, also, this is a baby.
- Ew! - A baby, by the way,
that I did not eat but to which I will give birth.
- Ew! - Right?
- die with dignity... - From an overdose of
Yeah. And dressed up like a
- ghost? - What is it with your
family wearing ghost costumes to scare black people?
- pornos in my ancestral home?! - Ah, einige
and look how tiny. I don't even need a drill-- I
- Wait, what are we doing? - Stabbing science into
- your brain. - What?!
Yeah, so you don't wind up giving blow jobs in a
No! Let me go!
- famous. - I could be
Ow! Idiot.
- Pam! - Lana...!
shit-eating "I told you so."
It's for Pam's own good.
Now, get out there and have some fun!
There's a Mr. Holly here. Sorry, an Agent Holly.
No, sir, he...
He's not a vampire, idiot.
- this residence unlawfully. - Uh, you want to jump
- See? - What?
Oh, just checking in, making sure you folks aren't
- Yakuza? Mm-mm.
...is none of your business, and since nothing in
illegal activity, I demand that you...
Nobody move!
- Well?! - They can also
- do what's known as a... - Protective sweep...!
Then we just slap some panties and rouge on him,
- What? - God
knows he's a little GILF.
- Now, go! - You
- scared the shit out of me! - What,
- stumble onto the coke. - Hang on.
- What? - Question.
- have a problem with. - Oh, screw me!
- I said, get out...! - Oh, hey, remind me
- Beep boop. - He's been paralyzed
hounded by the fact that we betrayed our friends.
Ugh! Or I get arrested and give birth
in a supermax prison and... Oh, wait.
I knew you'd shoot without looking.
Oh, really, you know me that well?!
What?! Holy shit, do you have anemia?
- pica?! - I...
A: not the Internet, B: only works in...
That very minute, Lana!
- Asshole. - Yeah, or a rim job.
I mean I can't leave you, stupid!
Where did we land on that blow job?
Relax. They don't send people that old to prison.
So, now you're just dicking around?
- Goddamn it, woman! - Come on!
- More cocaine. - So, please
- there. - But why are you
wife to testify against each other!
Oh, yeah? They may not have to compel me.
- and held on, would you? - Ron, wait!
- What?! - Well, if you insist
I'll mail you your furs.
- Ow! Ow! - What's this door made
- Oh, thank God! - Cyril? Wait.
- insane. - And scary, and gross,
- Well, this is great! - How?!
- Of course. - Uh... Pam?
- back in there?! - Because I said so!
- Oh! Goddamn it! - Ooh!
- Goddamn it. - Godspeed, you
- meddling kids. - And sir,
I'm afraid your breakfast will be four minutes late.
Yeah, duh. I already berated you.
I bought a T-shirt once where it stood for "Female
Body Inspector." God, is Myrtle Beach not the
- best? - Pull a stunt like this
again, you'll never make it back to Myrtle Beach.
And you actually have no right to search this house.
Maybe not now, but I know you still have a lot of
international contacts from your ISIS days.
So, am I crazy, or is he super weird?
Oh, well, I'm torn, Lana, I really am.
- again, so... - Who's da widdle baby?
- is in there? - I told you it was
- No, doesn't work there. - Yeah, it's crap.
- lucky winner? - Hmm. I guess we have
country singer Cheryl and a Pam who... tits.