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Clips from Archer - The Handoff (S07E07)

"No! You don't! You just have to break into a safe!"
Archer
"Shut that damn thing off! Lame!"
Archer
"Well, what the heck is that thing?"
Archer
"Thermal lance. For the safe!"
Archer
"Like Jimmy Caan used in Thief."
Archer
"It'll cut through two feet of reinforced concrete"
Archer
"like non-reinforced... butter."
Archer
"We don't need a thermal lance, ass."
Archer
"Just a standard safe-cracking kit."
Archer
"Well, what's legendary about that?"
Archer
"You know, you guys could help."
Archer
"Hey, you said you're the muscle."
Archer
"And what are you doing here?"
Archer
"Pam's my ride home."
Archer
"I can't even. And Archer,"
Archer
"do you really need to do that right now?"
Archer
"Yes, I do. Somebody left an entire palm print, Lana."
Archer
"Do you realize what skin oil can do to the factory finish?"
Archer
"You realize how ridiculous you are,"
Archer
"for buying that automobile?"
Archer
"What? Shut up, it's amazing!"
Archer
"Okay. So we'll just follow you in the van,"
Archer
"and watch in amazement. Haha!"
Archer
"Try to keep up!"
Archer
"So, my guess would be the fuel pump?"
Archer
"Great. Shut your guess-hole. Oh, come on!"
Archer
"It's gotta be under warranty."
Archer
"Right? I don't know."
Archer
"Warranty's in Italian."
Archer
"Okay. Make sure they're secure."
Archer
"'Cause they're our only way out of here."
Archer
"Oh, I was hopin' T.C. was gonna come pick us up in the chopper."
Archer
"Ha!"
Archer
"Well, but he's gonna be busy flying around,"
Archer
"searching for your battered corpses,"
Archer
"only to find out later that all the coyotes left"
Archer
"was a pile of titanium gears and a shitty weave."
Archer
"First of all--"
Archer
"This is not a weave! Okay!"
Archer
"Well, it ain't a shitty one."
Archer
"You should do the camera first."
Archer
"I said do the cameras first!"
Archer
"I know, right? How awesome is it to be back,"
Archer
"doing what we're best at?"
Archer
"What? Robbery? It's not robbery, Lana."
Archer
"It's burglary. Or maybe home invasion,"
Archer
"if we run into anybody, which hopefully we won't, but..."
Archer
"I'm talking fieldcraft! Stealth! Teamwork!"
Archer
"Night vision, grappling hooks--"
Archer
"Whatever the hell Ray's doing."
Archer
"Well, it better be the cameras. Ray, are you doing the cameras?"
Archer
"Yes, Lana, I was doing the cameras."
Archer
"Okay, so cut the alarm and jam the cell phone signal."
Archer
"And Lana? The locks aren't gonna pick themselves."
Archer
"And meanwhile, you were doing..."
Archer
"I'm goin' infrared, Lana."
Archer
"Holy shit!"
Archer
"It's just like Predator!"
Archer
"In 3-D! Ow!"
Archer
"Give me 90 seconds on the lock."
Archer
"Sixty seconds on alarm and phone."
Archer
"Not a competition."
Archer
"Seriously, we were made for this!"
Archer
"We'll be out of here in no time."
Archer
"Don't count your chickens before they're hatched!"
Archer
"Okay, A, I'm pretty sure chickens give live birth, like sharks."
Archer
"What the-- And B, compared to espionage,"
Archer
"P.I. work is gonna be a total cakewalk!"
Archer
"But... I doubt they've gotten the disk yet."
Archer
"Don't you think it's a little premature to be celebrating?"
Archer
"Who's celebrating? We're out of liquor!"
Archer
"But I admit, I'm cautiously optimistic."
Archer
"Because out here, you can buy liquor at the grocery store?"
Archer
"Literally, the only thing about Los Angeles"
Archer
"that doesn't make me want to vomit."
Archer
"But I'm talking about this new line of work."
Archer
"A good detective and a good spy share a lot of skills,"
Archer
"and I'll deny I ever said this,"
Archer
"but Sterling was an excellent spy."
Archer
"So... maybe we can actually make a go of this!"
Archer
"I mean, even Pam and Carol are showing some talent for it."
Archer
"Oh, my God, Pam! I forgot to give"
Archer
"Mr. Archer one of the public records that came back on that guy's address!"
Archer
"What? His license?"
Archer
"Well, I mean, it was kind of a license."
Archer
"Oh! Mother of--"
Archer
"Sweet Jesus! What?"
Archer
"Run!"
Archer
"No, no, no, don't run! I got them... treats."
Archer
"Owww!"
Archer
"Bad dog!"
Archer
"Oww! Archer, lower your voice!"
Archer
"***"
Archer
"With what? We didn't bring guns. What?"
Archer
"Plus, awww. Oh, the treats. Give 'em the treats."
Archer
"Wait, no, hang on."
Archer
"Treats! No, no, no, no, wait!"
Archer
"Ugh! Ooh!"
Archer
"Ooh."
Archer
"Well..."
Archer
"Aww, sleepy, babies."
Archer
"Guess we oughta... get crackin'."
Archer
"Rim shot! That'd be a good porn name."
Archer
"Mine would be Lance Biggerstaff."
Archer
"I'm picturing a gay wizard."
Archer
"I always am."
Archer
"Eat a dick, gravity. Aww."
Archer
"No, I don't get this at all."
Archer
"Maybe 'cause it's upside down."
Archer
"Wait. Really? Yeah, you're just kind of a hick."
Archer
"Said the man with a relative called, Uncle Paw-Paw."
Archer
"That's 'cause he's my mother's..."
Archer
"Yeah, no. Never mind."
Archer
"So what's the deal? How's that going?"
Archer
"It's goin' great!"
Archer
"And you talking is helping! So, what do you think is on that disk?"
Archer
"Uh, duh, sex tape!"
Archer
"Please. She's like 100. She's like 50."
Archer
"And she's also Veronica Deane, you big jealous bitch!"
Archer
"Archer?"
Archer
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