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Clips from Archer - Animation (S02E02)

Short Films 2009 Season 2, Episode 8 7 min 441 clips

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[THUNDER RUMBLING]
CHERYL: Ugh, a rainy day and a Monday.
If I cared about what you do on the weekend...
Hey, hey, now, come on, honey, it's...
No. I want you to get out.
...and they found something.
- Oh, my God. - Yeah.
Totally, yes.
And would you get off? Breath?
I'll let you know if I need a hybrid pigboy.
[PIG SQUEALING AND KRIEGER GRUNTING]
That'll do.
At a spy agency?
- Pam. - No, you don't. Pam.
CYRIL: Nice work, Pam. - Damn her piggy little eyes.
Aww, Pigley.
Hey, can you not? Right now?
Doctor, I have Ms. Archer's results.
- Peggy? - I can't believe it, it's such a relief.
- Wow. - "Wow" what?
Wanna grab a drink later?
ARCHER: Yup. Stage II breast cancer.
Hey, how about we check each other?
LANA: Oh! CYRIL: Oh, God.
- Heh, heh. Uh... BRETT: Huh?
- Excuse me. BRETT: Oh!
Now, if you will all excuse me again...
Brett.
- He's not even your real kid. - So?
Come on, Trinette, Seamus may not be my son...
- Where are you taking him? - I don't know.
TRINETTE: What the shit?
Not yours, shitbrain. His.
It's like we've got each other's backs. Heh-heh-heh.
- Who's Dicky? - My brother.
Did I mention I have cancer?
...so I'm gonna work on that, okay?
And so I wanted to say I'm sorry, Pam...
- Yeah. - Here, take two.
Ow. But I've never even been to Las Vegas.
Are you scared?
Me too, Mother.
There's so much I still wanna do.
Oh, now, you're gonna be fine.
Look at me. You are going to beat cancer.
But what if I don't?
LANA: Um... - Can you take him home?
- Can you not? - No.
[BURPS]
Why are you in my...? Oh, shit.
- We can talk after your surgery. - Right? Mm-hm.
Sterling? Was that him?
- Yeah, where were you? - The cafeteria.
Bear claws. Rowr.
- I've been here since 6. - Rowr.
[PAM LAUGHING]
- Hooray. - Oh, shut up.
Still too soon.
And now Mr. Archer is...
- We grabbed a bear claw. - Rowr.
Oh. Let's hope not.
[PHONE RINGING]
- Super scared. - Not really.
You may want to hold off on that.
...until your post-op results came in. - What?
So, what are you saying?
- Holy shitsnacks. - What's cancer?
- That was the best you could do? - Shut up.
Carol and Pam and Cyril.
Woodhouse, seriously, a little help.
Archer residence.
Was that so hard?
[ALL CHEERING]
Cyril, I don't wanna see you with an empty glass.
Lana, so here's the thing...
- Wait, who is this? - Rita.
Hang on, Peggy, I got another call.
Well, you are just gonna kill me...
...but turns out I was right the first time.
Are you here?
Eh.
Do anything fun this weekend?
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
CYRIL: Morning, Ms. Archer.
- Your dad is gonna love it. - I hope so.
Are you walking in there right now?