1. All aboard, for safety and adventure!Copy !req
2. On the rigid airship Excelsior...Copy !req
3. where the pampered
luxury of a cruise ship...Copy !req
4. meets the smoothness
of modern air travel.Copy !req
5. Yes, when you fly Excelsior,
you're flying in style!Copy !req
6. - And safety!
Safety?Copy !req
7. - But isn't hydrogen flammable?
- And how, Timmy!Copy !req
8. That's why Excelsior is filled with safe...Copy !req
9. natural helium.
Why, it's actually flame-retardant!Copy !req
10. - Neat!
- And safe!Copy !req
11. So, whether you're enjoying
Excelsior's majestic vistas...Copy !req
12. duty-free shopping,
high-stakes baccarat...Copy !req
13. dancing with your lovely wife...Copy !req
14. or even a cigar after
a French gourmet dinner...Copy !req
15. you'll be enjoying them in style.
And safety!Copy !req
16. - All aboard Excelsior!
God.Copy !req
17. Who'd wanna put a bomb on that?Copy !req
18. That's what we're hoping
ISIS can find out.Copy !req
19. No, why bother? Some broad gets on there
with a staticky sweater, and boom, it's:Copy !req
20. "Oh, the humanity!"Copy !req
21. - No, no, that...
- Sterling.Copy !req
22. Were you watching some other
commercial just now?Copy !req
23. It's a rigid airship.Copy !req
24. - Filled with helium.
- Which is non-flammable! Dumb-ass.Copy !req
25. I thought our promotional
video covered that fairly well.Copy !req
26. Oh, and how. Sterling, it's totally safe.Copy !req
27. Well, except for the bomb threat.Copy !req
28. No, not to worry, dear.Copy !req
29. ISIS won't let terrorists
blow up your lovely blimp.Copy !req
30. - Rigid airship.
- My top two agents will be on board.Copy !req
31. - Nope!
- And I will oversee the operation...Copy !req
32. personally from what I assume
will be first-class accommodations.Copy !req
33. Oh, actually we are fully booked.Copy !req
34. Well, if you think, oh, I don't know...Copy !req
35. this "Trudy Beekman" person
can thwart a major terror plot.Copy !req
36. I suppose we could bump Mrs. Beekman.Copy !req
37. - Bump me, I'm not going.
- If these two share a cabin.Copy !req
38. - Nope!
- Not going to let the terrorists win!Copy !req
39. - We'll pose as husband and wife!
- Nope!Copy !req
40. Cyril would totally freak.
Malory, let me stay with you.Copy !req
41. We'll do the whole
Oprah-Gayle thing.Copy !req
42. Nope! I need a stateroom to myself...Copy !req
43. in case I have a gentleman caller.
- Um...Copy !req
44. - Mother, please.
- Please...Copy !req
45. do not make me do this.
- But Lana...Copy !req
46. think of the innocent
lives you'll be saving.Copy !req
47. And also the fact
that this is a direct order.Copy !req
48. At least tell me it's separate beds.Copy !req
49. - Um... Hmm.
Ugh.Copy !req
50. Lana.Copy !req
51. Lana.Copy !req
52. Lana!Copy !req
53. - Lana!
- What?Copy !req
54. Danger zone!Copy !req
55. Terrible, awful, just gut-wrenchingly
bad feeling about this.Copy !req
56. Baby, I really need you to trust me.
Okay, now...Copy !req
57. is the cabin small? Yes.
And yet...Copy !req
58. surprising amount of storage.
- Ugh. And I'll hardly be in here, okay?Copy !req
59. I've got a terrorist to find,
and I doubt he's hiding under...Copy !req
60. - What's basically a twin bed.
- Archer.Copy !req
61. Since it's all drawers under here,
because look how tiny this room is!Copy !req
62. - Oh, my God, it's like a broom closet.
- And yet, a surprising amount of storage.Copy !req
63. Oh, shut up, and Cyril?Copy !req
64. - Very eager to know why you're still here.
- He was just...Copy !req
65. - Just helping Lana get settled.
- Trust me, Cyril. She already settled.Copy !req
66. - Hey!
- Hey!Copy !req
67. Disembark, Cyril. We're about to...Copy !req
68. launch, or whatever blimps do.Copy !req
69. Yeah, what does a blimp do, Pam?Copy !req
70. Uh... Kick your skinny ass?Copy !req
71. Now come on, we gotta
get off this thing before...Copy !req
72. Relax! God, we've got half an hour.Copy !req
73. Oh. Well then,
make me a double Campari and, uh...Copy !req
74. I guess vodka?Copy !req
75. - We don't normally drink on the bridge.
- Well, I don't normally fly...Copy !req
76. on the Hindenburg 2.0.
- It's not...Copy !req
77. Cyril doesn't normally storm off
without even kissing me goodbye!Copy !req
78. We're all out of our comfort zone.Copy !req
79. - Not me, my stateroom is gorgeous.
- Oh.Copy !req
80. That, what's her name, Beekman?
I bet she's just sick she got bumped.Copy !req
81. Yes, she literally vomited from anger.Copy !req
82. So if we could just focus
on the bomb threat?Copy !req
83. How about crew members?Copy !req
84. - Anyone who might be disgruntled?
- Um...Copy !req
85. That's Lieutenant Krauss.Copy !req
86. He and I were both up
for command of the Excelsior, but...Copy !req
87. You got it. Leaving him with motive.Copy !req
88. Release the mooring cable!Copy !req
89. Come on!
It's not Larry Luftwaffe, that's...Copy !req
90. Oopsie. Ha-ha-ha.Copy !req
91. - Ugh, way too obvious.Copy !req
92. God damn it! We're moving!Copy !req
93. - I know!
- What happened to half an hour?Copy !req
94. - I lied!
- What?Copy !req
95. Why the hell are you two still here?Copy !req
96. Because I knew you'd be here, because
you don't trust Lana with Mr. Archer.Copy !req
97. No! No, now that is...Copy !req
98. - So ironic, Cyril!
Ugh.Copy !req
99. - Especially in light of recent...
No.Copy !req
100. Rug-burny events.
- Oh, my God!Copy !req
101. You two banged?Copy !req
102. L... Uh... See, here's the thing...Copy !req
103. - Fruit basket!
- Wow. You are just a dog in a manger.Copy !req
104. I don't know what that means, Pam.Copy !req
105. - I didn't grow up on a cheese farm.
- Oh, for the...Copy !req
106. It's called a dairy.Copy !req
107. Even a hint of a problem
on our maiden voyage...Copy !req
108. would kill Excelsior's stock price.Copy !req
109. So, Lana, canvas the passengers
and crew...Copy !req
110. learn what you can about Krauss...
- But please, be discreet!Copy !req
111. Hey, good advice!
Which maybe I'll just sort of fold in...Copy !req
112. with my 12 years of experience
as a covert operative.Copy !req
113. Don't be snotty.
And Sterling, if there is a bomb...Copy !req
114. Captain, dear, where would
it do the most damage?Copy !req
115. - Probably in...
- This new place called anywhere?Copy !req
116. - This whole thing's a bomb. Jesus!
- It's not...Copy !req
117. - Wanna blow us all to shit, Sherlock?
- Ow!Copy !req
118. - Sterling!
- For the last time...Copy !req
119. the Excelsior is filled
with non-flammable helium!Copy !req
120. Although this is a non-smoking area, sir.Copy !req
121. Damn it, he's a prospective investor!Copy !req
122. Not after that, I bet. And forget
about Krauss. There's your bomber.Copy !req
123. - Who? What?
That guy. Beardsley McTurbanhead.Copy !req
124. You idiot. That's Sandu Singh,
the billionaire investor!Copy !req
125. - He's a Sikh!
- Oh, so if he's not a Muslim...Copy !req
126. he just gets a pass?Copy !req
127. That's called profiling,
Mother, and I don't do it.Copy !req
128. - Singh is Excelsior's majority shareholder.
- So?Copy !req
129. If anything went wrong on this flight,
he'd lose millions.Copy !req
130. - It's a perfect cover.
- Sterling.Copy !req
131. Just look for the stupid bomb.Copy !req
132. Relax. What do we have, like,
four hours before we get to London?Copy !req
133. - Sterling, are you joking?
- The crossing takes 24 hours.Copy !req
134. - Are you joking? What?
- Rigid airships...Copy !req
135. combine the pampering
of a cruise ship...Copy !req
136. with the speed of...
- Some other, slightly faster ship?Copy !req
137. Uh... Hello, airplanes? Yeah, it's blimps.Copy !req
138. You win, bye! Oh, God.Copy !req
139. - I hope you didn't invest in this.
- It'll be fine, though.Copy !req
140. As long as nothing
goes wrong on this flight.Copy !req
141. Oh, captain, my captain...Copy !req
142. with ISIS on board,
what could possibly go wrong?Copy !req
143. Pick one!Copy !req
144. Either A, I tell Lana what happened
on that scratchy green office rug...Copy !req
145. or two, you get inside me.Copy !req
146. Or C, maybe I just jam this mop...Copy !req
147. into the engine and kill all of us.Copy !req
148. - I don't think that's how blimps work.
- Darn, right.Copy !req
149. We'd just sort of float around.Copy !req
150. Stupid naturally safe helium!Copy !req
151. But I am liking the jamming imagery.Copy !req
152. - And the killing.
- And are you just gonna sit there?Copy !req
153. Yeah, until she tags me in!Copy !req
154. - What?
- I'm kidding!Copy !req
155. My back's all messed up.Copy !req
156. So you're ruining Cyril's life because...Copy !req
157. in your "dream the impossible dream"
world, it'll make Mr. Archer jealous?Copy !req
158. Oh, Pamela. You read me like a poem.Copy !req
159. Yeah? What's the poem gonna be about
when Cyril snaps and murders you?Copy !req
160. I don't know. World's gushiest orgasm?Copy !req
161. Can you just get out of the way!Copy !req
162. - What, are you gonna shoot me again?
- Yes!Copy !req
163. Oh. Well, then hang on.Copy !req
164. Cyril's already freaked out enough
about us sharing this shoebox...Copy !req
165. without you air-drying your
unkempt bush.Copy !req
166. Unkempt bush? You're one to talk.Copy !req
167. Ah. My vulva is smoother
than a veal cutlet.Copy !req
168. - With terrible timing.
- Oh, really.Copy !req
169. - Baby...
- Did I interrupt something?Copy !req
170. Oh... Rehearsal with your
Commodores tribute band?Copy !req
171. Archer! Cyril, what are you doing here?Copy !req
172. I wanted to tell you
something very important...Copy !req
173. but apparently you're too busy
showing off your vealy vulva!Copy !req
174. Cyril! You know, your whole
trust thing, and I've tried to, okay?Copy !req
175. Okay, you know what?
We are on a break!Copy !req
176. - Oh, yeah?
Yeah!Copy !req
177. - Well, that's fine by me.
- Cyril, wait.Copy !req
178. No running!
Shut up.Copy !req
179. - Oh, my God, what have l...
- What're you doing? Go after him!Copy !req
180. - Oh. You think I should?
- Yes!Copy !req
181. We're almost out of fruit.Copy !req
182. Which is why I find it strange
that you're so incredibly calm.Copy !req
183. Well, that seaweed wrap
just slurps out the stress.Copy !req
184. Can't wait to tell
Trudy Beekman all about it.Copy !req
185. If, um, we ever meet.Copy !req
186. - What about you? Anything on Krauss?
- No. Shut up.Copy !req
187. - Have you seen Cyril?
- What? Why would I have?Copy !req
188. - And what the hell is he doing?
- Hey!Copy !req
189. - What'd I tell you, huh? Huh?
- Ow! Uhn!Copy !req
190. There! Go buy a nicotine patch!Copy !req
191. - Gentlemen.
- No, no, no, what happened to discretion?Copy !req
192. - What happened to that bartender?
- Right? Guy sees an empty glass...Copy !req
193. and all of a sudden he's Judge Crater.
- Oh, for God's sake!Copy !req
194. Nigel, some chips for mister?Copy !req
195. Archer. Ha. Sterling Archer.Copy !req
196. The minimum bet is ten thousand, sir.
Dollars.Copy !req
197. I stuffed all my money
in that guy's mouth, because...Copy !req
198. Well, perhaps we could play
for something much more interesting.Copy !req
199. Yeah, cause that was seriously, like,
all the cash I had on me, so.Copy !req
200. So if I win, I spend a night
of passion with your exquisite wife.Copy !req
201. - My wi...? Oh, yes, my wife, of course.
- Oh!Copy !req
202. Yeah, that's a deal! But if I win...Copy !req
203. you tell me where the bomb... What?
- Baccarat! Mr. Singh wins.Copy !req
204. - Wait, wait, wait, we were going?
- The von Zeppelin suite.Copy !req
205. I shall expect her within the hour.Copy !req
206. She's not gonna be happy about that.
Um...Copy !req
207. What, are you mostly paid in tips?Copy !req
208. - Almost entirely, sir.
- Heh.Copy !req
209. Ahem. Mm-hm.Copy !req
210. Well, whose fault is that?Copy !req
211. Prancing around in your Fiacci knockoffs...Copy !req
212. blathering about your vulva.
- Hey, first of all...Copy !req
213. I'm just saying! You're driving
Cyril straight toward another woman.Copy !req
214. Cyril? With another woman?Copy !req
215. Malory, seriously. Look at me.Copy !req
216. Look at me! Look at and choke me!Copy !req
217. - Oh, yes, yes! Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God, what am I doing?Copy !req
218. - Ruining your life, you idiot.
- Ha-ha-ha.Copy !req
219. And making it hard to drop a deuce.Copy !req
220. - Uh... I'm sorry, what?
- You. Now. Led Zeppelin suite.Copy !req
221. You have no proof Singh's the bomber.Copy !req
222. - He hinted...
- That's profiling.Copy !req
223. That the proof was in his cabin!
- Really?Copy !req
224. Yes! So go down there and find it...Copy !req
225. while I go find the bomb.
- Ugh. Bombs, bombers, vulvas.Copy !req
226. - You people are just ruining my trip.
Uh...Copy !req
227. Well, don't stand here gaping at me!Copy !req
228. Go thwart something!Copy !req
229. - No running!
- Zip it, Zipperface!Copy !req
230. Oh. Kidding, sorry. Hey, have you
seen that nerdy fruit-basket steward?Copy !req
231. Check the Kaiser Wilhelm suite.Copy !req
232. You really need new names on...
Hey, what were you doing in there?Copy !req
233. Things for authorized personnel only!Copy !req
234. So don't go in there. It's verboten!Copy !req
235. Ah. Okay. Probably merits a follow-up.Copy !req
236. Archer?
- Cyril? What're you...?Copy !req
237. Archer, I need your help!
I think I'm losing it here, man!Copy !req
238. What gave it away, my mother's...?
Why are you wearing my mother's robe?Copy !req
239. - I can explain.
- I don't think I want you to.Copy !req
240. - See, it all started when you and Lana...
- Cyril! You should tell her this.Copy !req
241. I tried! But you were naked
and it was all vulva this, and vulva that.Copy !req
242. Yeah, and as you're standing here, dick and
or balls caressed by my mother's robe, ugh...Copy !req
243. Lana is waiting for you.
- Really? Where?Copy !req
244. The Led Zeppelin suite.Copy !req
245. - There's a von Zeppelin suite.
- Which I'm sure is what I meant. So, go!Copy !req
246. - Thanks, Archer! You're the best!
- I know.Copy !req
247. So yes, the bottom line is that
I was unfaithful to you.Copy !req
248. Two... Well, three times, I guess,
if a dry-humpy choker counts.Copy !req
249. And if you can't see
it in your heart to forgive me...Copy !req
250. I will forgive you.
Because that's what love is, Lana.Copy !req
251. It's forgivey.Copy !req
252. Which is not a word. Come on, Figgis!
All right, here we go.Copy !req
253. - Oh, why?
- Hello!Copy !req
254. - So, that's your idea of a break, huh?
- Cyril! It's not what it looks like!Copy !req
255. Well, then, what is it?Copy !req
256. Okay, so Cyril got in over his head.
- Jesus, God, did he kill her?Copy !req
257. No, no, no, he ran from her!
To go confess to Lana...Copy !req
258. but so then this one starts freaking out,
and long story short...Copy !req
259. I kinda had to drown her in the tub.
- So you killed her?Copy !req
260. Apparently not, so...Copy !req
261. good news.
Shut up, Pam.Copy !req
262. Did Cyril run by here
crying in a woman's bathrobe?Copy !req
263. Well, it wouldn't surprise me.
You're driving him stark raving mad.Copy !req
264. - What'd I do?
- What'd you do?Copy !req
265. Running around all up
and down this stupid blimp.Copy !req
266. - Against the rules.
- Half-naked, tits bouncing around...Copy !req
267. like you're at a rodeo,
then going back to some billionaire's suite?Copy !req
268. - I was trying to stop a bomb plot.
- Oh, my God, there is no bomb!Copy !req
269. - More good news.
- And just how do you know that?Copy !req
270. Ugh.Copy !req
271. Because I made the bomb threat!Copy !req
272. Trudy Beekman booked the very last
ticket on this flight, so it was all:Copy !req
273. "Meh, meh, meh. I'm Trudy Beekman.Copy !req
274. I'm on the co-op board
and I'm going on a blimp! Meh!"Copy !req
275. - So, yes, I made a phony bomb threat.
- Good for you.Copy !req
276. And yet you lecture me. Lovely.Copy !req
277. Hello?
- So, what would you say if I told you...Copy !req
278. that your mother made
a phony bomb threat...Copy !req
279. just to get a free ride on a blimp?
- I'd say that's fairly classic her?Copy !req
280. - Oh, shut up.
- And then I'd just sorta laugh...Copy !req
281. at the, uh...
The whatchamacallit.Copy !req
282. Irony.Copy !req
283. There's actually a bomb on board?
Archer?Copy !req
284. Archer? Oh, what the hell?
Where the **** are you going?Copy !req
285. Gotta get my turtleneck.
I'm not defusing a bomb in this!Copy !req
286. - No running!
Shut up!Copy !req
287. Oh, and Lana, maybe you ought to
grab the Kraut. He's the bomber.Copy !req
288. What is this?
You know what it is, Fritz!Copy !req
289. - So shut your schnitzel-hole and disarm it.
- Oh.Copy !req
290. I get it. The German guy mit a scar...Copy !req
291. must be the bad guy.
Well, you know how I got this scar?Copy !req
292. Saving a Jewish girl
from a gang of skinheads.Copy !req
293. - Oh, Jesus.
- Yeah! And so Krauss gets a curb party.Copy !req
294. - Wow. Now I feel like an asshole.
- Your words.Copy !req
295. But could you be a lamb
and disarm it anyway?Copy !req
296. Yeah, probably.Copy !req
297. Okay, got the turtleneck
and my wire cutters. Now where are we?Copy !req
298. We're at you just shot the guy
who could disarm the bomb, jackass!Copy !req
299. What...? I didn't shoot him!Copy !req
300. - You think I'd bring a gun on this firetrap?
- Then who did it?Copy !req
301. - I did!
Captain Lammers!Copy !req
302. Nice read, Velma.Copy !req
303. "Keep your 401 K in company stock,"
they said.Copy !req
304. "The price can only go up," they said!Copy !req
305. - Well, guess what!
- Um, it didn't?Copy !req
306. Who the hell wants
a two-day blimp ride to London?Copy !req
307. - Which is our only route!
- Okay, so it's a niche market, but...Copy !req
308. Blowing it up will send
the stock price down to zero.Copy !req
309. Yeah, that's why I shorted it!Copy !req
310. - But what about all the other employees?
- Um...Copy !req
311. - See? It's that kinda selfish shit...
- Lana, no! You'll kill us all!Copy !req
312. For the last time, you idiot!
It's not hydrogen...Copy !req
313. it's helium!Copy !req
314. And what about that are
you still not getting, exactly?Copy !req
315. Well, obviously the core concept, Lana!Copy !req
316. Sorry, I didn't go to Space Camp.Copy !req
317. How about bomb defusal camp?Copy !req
318. No, actually lacrosse camp. If that helps.Copy !req
319. I mean, a lot of those skills
are universal.Copy !req
320. - Shut up. Agent Gillette, please.
- Oh, great.Copy !req
321. Come on people, talk to me!Copy !req
322. What are we thinking? What are we doing?Copy !req
323. - What are we wearing?
- My crisis vest. Mr. Fatface.Copy !req
324. - Lana? Hey, girl, are you there?
- Yeah, I'm... Hey, can you see me?Copy !req
325. - I see your knockoff Fiacci drawers.
- Ha-ha. You are such a bitch.Copy !req
326. - Hey, Ray.
- Ugh.Copy !req
327. - Let's see that ignition, girl.
You got it?Copy !req
328. East German crap,
probably a GK-31 or 32.Copy !req
329. So on the side of the timer,
there should be a serial number.Copy !req
330. That'll tell me which wire
y'all need to cut.Copy !req
331. Got it?
- Yeah, I see it! Ready?Copy !req
332. - Since first call.
- Nine, three, four...Copy !req
333. T, X, S.
- T-X-X? Two X's?Copy !req
334. X- S! Like INXS!Copy !req
335. N-X-X? Jesus, use
the NATO phonetic alphabet!Copy !req
336. - The what? Duh.
Christ on sale, is it S?Copy !req
337. Sierra! Ray...Copy !req
338. it's niner three four,
Tango, X-ray, Sierra!Copy !req
339. Thank you, doll! Now there should
be a dash, followed by two letters.Copy !req
340. - Okay.
- Okay, so now I want you to cut...Copy !req
341. the blue and white wire.Copy !req
342. - Which one? There's two of those.
- No...Copy !req
343. One's blue with a white stripe...Copy !req
344. and the other's white
with a blue stripe.Copy !req
345. - Yeah, and both are identical!
- No! They're not!Copy !req
346. Ray? Hon? They're really similar.Copy !req
347. One's a teeny bit... Blue, honey.Copy !req
348. - Which one?
- I guess that one, maybe?Copy !req
349. - So wait, which one do I cut?
- The teeny bit... Blue one!Copy !req
350. Okay!
- O-K?Copy !req
351. - Wait! Stop!
- What?Copy !req
352. You said the letters
after the dash were Oscar Kilo!Copy !req
353. - Who?
- What?Copy !req
354. - O-K! Oscar Kilo!
- No, "Okay!"Copy !req
355. "Okay, now I'm gonna
tell you what they are!"Copy !req
356. - Then you didn't!
- I thought we skipped that part!Copy !req
357. - Skipped a step in disarming a bomb?
- Which I thought...Copy !req
358. was pretty irresponsible on your part.Copy !req
359. - Why do you always do this?
- Why do you always not shut up?Copy !req
360. - Stop.
- On the radio...Copy !req
361. when we answer
in the affirmative...Copy !req
362. we say, "Roger."Copy !req
363. - Roger. Sorry. Ray.
- Now. In the serial number...Copy !req
364. what are the two letters
following the dash?Copy !req
365. - You ready?
God damn it, Archer!Copy !req
366. - First letter is B.
- Bravo.Copy !req
367. Thanks, second letter is N.Copy !req
368. M as in Mike, or N as...Copy !req
369. - As in Nancy! God, you of all people.
- What?Copy !req
370. Archer!
- Me of all people?Copy !req
371. - Nothing.
- Ray, hon.Copy !req
372. - Okay.
- Oh, so you can say okay?Copy !req
373. - Oh, my God.
- Ray, can I shoot him?Copy !req
374. In about five seconds, honey.Copy !req
375. Lana, be careful! Jesus, the helium!Copy !req
376. Right after he cuts the solid green wire.Copy !req
377. - The green color is solid, or?
Roger.Copy !req
378. Oh. Roger. Cutting the green wire.Copy !req
379. Archer!
- Jesus, God! What?Copy !req
380. That's how annoying you are.Copy !req
381. - Your mom's annoying! How about that?
- Let's go there.Copy !req
382. Let's go here! Where Archer...Copy !req
383. shut up and cut
the goddamn wire already!Copy !req
384. You shut up and I'm doing it! God!Copy !req
385. - Oh, my... Ray!
What's going on?Copy !req
386. - The timer sped up!
- Did you cut the green one?Copy !req
387. - Yes! Roger! Steven! Whoever!
- Ray!Copy !req
388. - What were the last two letters?
B.Copy !req
389. - As in butt hole.
- What do we do here?Copy !req
390. And M! As in Mancy!Copy !req
391. What?Copy !req
392. - M as in what?
- Mancy! What'd you think I said?Copy !req
393. - Nancy! You idiot!
Oh, yeah!Copy !req
394. I can see how...
Then I was like "You of all..."Copy !req
395. - Exact! Same! Spot!
- Ray?Copy !req
396. Ray? Tell me what to do!Copy !req
397. So do you all have parachutes?Copy !req
398. No!
- That would be, you know, problem solved.Copy !req
399. - Ray!
- I don't know.Copy !req
400. Push it off with your big-ass hands.Copy !req
401. Good luck, honey.
- It's too heavy!Copy !req
402. - Archer?
- Aah! Aah! Aah!Copy !req
403. - I can not do this alone!
- You're not alone!Copy !req
404. Baby! You came back to me!Copy !req
405. Well, I really... Lana, there's
a lot you and I need to talk about.Copy !req
406. And let's do that.
Right after we shove...Copy !req
407. this huge bomb off the blimp!
- Okay, but then we seriously need to...Copy !req
408. - Cyril!
- Sorry, here we go.Copy !req
409. Lana! We're not gonna make it!
- Yes, we are, Cyril!Copy !req
410. We are gonna make it.Copy !req
411. - Ha. Oh, my God! Lana, we made it!
- Oh.Copy !req
412. Hooray for metaphors.Copy !req
413. I told you. Ha-ha.Copy !req
414. Okay, now then.Copy !req
415. - What did you want to talk about?
- Um...Copy !req
416. Well, uh, a lot of stuff, really.Copy !req
417. Starting with the fact
we just bombed Ireland.Copy !req
418. Um... Pretty sure that's Wales.Copy !req