Archer, Season 2

Archer:
So Barry, looks like the whole "find out who my father is" thing isn't happening and so now I just want to get outta here so I'm thinking that we probably should split up.

Barry:
[nervous] No, no, no! No please! A-Archer, your boots are slipping, man!

Archer:
Probably because there's 200 pounds of asshole hanging off them.

Barry:
183, Fatboy!

Archer:
Whatever, tell that to my silk socks.

Barry:
Why are you wearing silk socks?

Archer:
[beat] is that a joke?

Barry:
Archer, let-let me climb up you! No! Please! Archer, Don't!

Archer:
Barry. Barry, buddy, this is happening.

Barry:
Archer, no!

Archer:
so, try to aim for that dumpster.

Barry:
[falls from Archer's lower half, taking his shoes and socks with him] Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhaaa!!!

Archer:
Bye, Barry. Dead center. Good work, Barry. [angry] Oh, for... Why don't you just go to my house and take all my clothes!?