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Clips from Archer - Animation (S03E03)

Short Films 2009 Season 3, Episode 8 7 min 440 clips

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ARCHER: WD-40, Mother.
Oh. ARCHER: Costs, like, a nickel.
Or am I misreading the situation?
Well, technically, it's a zentai. What?
Someone broke in here and shot him.
No answer? Okay, let's ask him.
And, uh, speaking of questions...
Why does this chair have no seat?
Not in a dead prime minister's ass.
Wait, not why that. Why he's here.
Rimshot. Shut up.
You mean vice versa? Shut up.
God, your hands are like cricket bats. Shut up.
MALORY: Savio loved to be kept waiting. Mm. Ah.
MALORY: And then, bang, in burst three men.
Wait, whoa, whoa, back up. Why did you have a gun?
Archer.
A jury? When you don't believe me?
Malory, you got shot.
I mean, not necessarily spaghetti and meatballs...
We get some coveralls and a carpet-cleaning van...
So you think he'd be a problem? God, yes.
Lana, it's the only way. What is?
Malory, I just can't. Me neither.
Whatever. Call it her can't, me won't.
Oh, and your sauce needs less salt. How can you--?
Ugh, too salty. Yeah, I know. You got a potato?
He literally might be, yes. Ew.
CHERYL: Aah! What in the--?
Oh, God! KRIEGER: Hopefully, my greatest work yet.
KRIEGER: Can I keep it? Keep what?
Cheese it, it's the cops.
Oh, shit. Busted.
Hi, I'm-- Italian, huh? Well, that's a coincidence.
Irish. That's right.
My guests are in here, detective, but--
Whatever's gotten into you, Calpurnia?
I hate you all so much.
No one cares, Figgis.
Which makes you look ridiculous. And which--
ARCHER : A perfectly nice dinner, Calpurnia.
Sullen wench.
Ah. Thanks, I'll check--
Whoo! Oh.
Oh, yes. Yes, that's right.
What? Mother, calm-- I'm on my way.
Then she pulls a gun on him?
What is this? A crock of shit.
Yep. Plus the one in her arm. Heh-heh.
God, what is with me and Italian lately?
LANA: Hello? Malory? Why did you call us?
Because if it was-- Oh.
...is a guy in a full-body latex catsuit.
I didn't shoot him.
Well, obviously they're related.
Okay. Malory?
...why would anyone break in here and shoot him?
MALORY: Because he's Savio Mascalzone.
Um... Oh, for--
The prime minister of Italy. The what?
Wha--? No, they don't use a king.
What year do you think this is?
And what...
Yeah, so you wanna move on to why?
Are you finished?
Thanks, Holly Hindsight.
--And we were working all these late nights.
But ever since then, once a year, he'd slip away...
...and we'd spend a romantic weekend together.
And he wasn't always into that.
Okay. Okay. I-- Okay.
What happened? Can you walk us through the crime?
Savio was in town to give a speech at the U.N.
We'd made plans to meet here...
We caught up over a glass or two of champagne.
I came out of the bedroom...
MALORY: Then I went to refill my champagne. Ah.