Archer2009

Sterling Archer:
So when you filled out your insurance, you weren't thinking about my tan, muscular arms or my ass in the combat firing stance.

Lana Kane:
No! I wasn't. I don't. I mean, I'm...

Sterling Archer:
So full of sh*t your eyes are brown.

[a grenade is thrown onto the bridge of the yacht where Archer and Lana have taken cover. They both reach for the grenade, their hands touch, and they gaze into each other's eyes]

Sterling Archer:
No, they're...

[Archer tosses the grenade away]

Sterling Archer:
oh, my God... they're green.

[the grenade explodes]

Sterling Archer:
Like emeralds. How did I never see that? Lana, your eyes are amazing.

Lana Kane:
Archer. [They close in to kiss]

Sterling Archer:
I mean, not compared to your tits, but...

[Lana shoots Archer in the foot]

Sterling Archer:
Ow! Ow! What is your problem!