All language subtitles for Archer s12e08 Mission Difficult.eng

Look, I don't
want to hurt Archer.

all: Oh.
Oh, thank God.

But I will.
Pam: God damn it.

Every hour on the hour.

That's company policy,
and I am a stickler.

A stickler? Is that like
the one up your assler?

Didn't quite get there.

Fabian: It's simple, really:

give me the memory stick
or Archer dies.

[all gasp]
Damn.

Should've saved
the stick thing for that one.

Look, we obviously
want Archer back, but we

We'll do it.

But where is Ms. Archer?

I'd like confirmation
from her.

She's distraught,
but she deputized me

to make decisions
on her behalf.

Wait, Malory never

And one of those
decisions is shut up.

Fabian: And just for a bit
of added incentive, know

I'll be beating Archer until
the exchange takes place.

Ta, then.

So that's it?
We're really gonna give him

the blueprints
to an energy source

that could kill a billion
people if he weaponized it?

And why exactly
are you here?

She's here to assess

the environmental impact
of that gadget.

So the detonation
of a nuclear fusion weapon,

that would be bad?

Well, yes.

If only you'd
gotten here sooner.

Where in the world
is Malory anyway?

Oh. So we have to reveal

every part
of our intricate plan

so you can blab it everywhere?

We don't know.

Can we please coordinate
lies in advance?

I'm flailing out here like
a onearmed milker on meth.

Fabian:
Pardon our dust. Moving in.

Expand or die you know,

although the second is
really your only option here.

Hey, I'm handcuffed and
he just threatened to kill me.

Maybe you could,
I don't know, call the police.

II get it, don't wanna
jeopardize this lucrative job

of picking stuff up
and later putting it back down.

mover: Check your privilege.

I'll never do that
and you know it.

Welcome
to your accommodations.

I trust you'll be comfortable
for four seconds.

Which are over.

That would sound
a lot more sinister if

you weren't standing next
to a giant tub of jelly beans.

It's like if "Charlie
and the Chocolate Factory"

were exactly as creepy
as it currently is.

Hey, bud. What'd the five
fingers say to Archer?

Uh, nice to see you?

[grunts]
No, they didn't say that.

They don't have mouths.

Man, this doesn't
seem fair, does it?

Hey, Other Barry,
could I talk to Barry?

Sure. You mind if I just
keep laying 'em in here?

Yes.
I thought so.

Hey, bud. Barry here.

Fabian tried to hack
my central processor

and I guess he kind
of unleashed Other Barry.

And, man, does Other Barry
not like you.

I really do consider you

one of my best friends
despite all this.

Yeah, I'd cry if I had access
to my tear ducts right now,

but I got no control, bud.

Other Barry
is running the show.

Don't worry,
I'll do it for both of us.

[main title theme]

♪ ♪

And again, I couldn't be
sorrier about all this.

You could try.

See you in and hour, then.
Oh, you will.

And I've got everything
I need right here.

Also, I'm probably
severely concussed

which is why
I'm talking to myself.

Right, Archer?
Right, other Archer.

No, no, no.
Let's not start that shit.

So what is the maximum mass
of a star

that will not go supernova?

Uhooh, Estelle Getty.

I got a good feeling
about that one.

This is so much better
than watching my a ocelot

eat endangered birds.

So how's this going?

Oh, about like you'd expect.
Next question.

Who is your favorite
Golden Girl?

Uh, Chandradeskar limit.

That isn'twait a second.

Look, we need
to figure out where Archer is

and I don't think
this is helping.

Isn't there anything
in Singapore

that you picked up
other than gonorrhea?

Ugh, poor people disease.
I'm strictly spirochetes.

Wait. Colt, didn't we find,
like, a thing

in your old apartment?
Oh, yeah.

I meant to analyze this.
But you were too busy

exploring the golden age
of television?

Oh, so I'm supposed to keep
track of everything

I'm supposed to be doing?

[sarcastically] Yeah,
that makes a lot of sense.

If I apply power,

I should be able to get
a handle on what it does.

[intense feedback screeches]
all: Ah!

Come on.
Jesus.

Did we just contact
the monolith?

That was a radio signal!
I'll try to trace it.

It's a back door
into the IIA mainframe.

I think I built
the mainframe.

[all gasp]
Hey, guys,

I think it's possible
I wasn't a very good person.

Well, what's important is
that you're a good guy now.

And all it took was
destroying 8% of your brain.

[chuckles] Thank you.
Wait, what?

Oh, did I not tell you that?

Yeah. It's like... [zaps] Gone.
Totally destroyed.

Well, lookee here.
You running, squirrel meat?

No, just heading
to lunch with all the stuff

I ever brought here.

[sighs] Fine, I was leaving.

Since we're about to be
responsible for the apocalypse,

if I leave now, maybe I won't
end up in a bone cage

where I'm slowly
revengeeaten by mutants.

Okay, weirdo.
That's why I'm staying.

[sighs].
No, Ray, we need you.

You were an employee of IIA.
I'm temp to perm!

This is just HR
talking here,

but I know that that would
give you limited access

to their system and a general
sense of how it's structured.

Dukes. Damn your HR acumen.

[sighs]
So what's the plan here?

We go get Archer.

[all gasp]
That's the plan?

Yeah. I mean, a frontal
assault on an IIA compound?

I don't know.
They seem pretty good.

I mean, sure, we're gonna kick
their asses, but, like, are we?

So, what?
A sternly worded letter?

I got my pen,

and it's mightier
than a sword

full of word poison.

Look at you,
about to roll over

to these boring overlords.
Where's your selfrespect?

You used to be the best
in the world at this!

[inspiring music]
Jesus, neck bones is right.

God damn it, I am in.
Let's do this.

Wait, you guys,
I was being sarcastic.

You all suck
and you always have.

Note to self:
work on voice tone.

Invisible tape recorder off.
Boop.

Oh,
come on, we're playing hide and seek now?

Red Rover, red Rover,
let Archer

shit, wait,
that's the wrong game.

[laser charging]

[shouts]

So, uh, this was the plan,
bud?

The coffee pot
was to breach your exterior,

the staples were to, um, uh,
jam your gears.

Jam my gears?
I have frictionless bearings.

I'm a wonder
of modern technology,

not a freaking cuckoo clock.

Come on.
Okay, I get it.

Think I'd go through
the trouble of making myself

a death robot whose only
weakness is office supplies?

Fine. You don't have
to be a dick about it.

I wanted to make
a blender glove

but that stuff
wasn't here.

Then I got distracted
by the jelly beans.

Blender glove.

All right.
That might have been cool.

Okay.
Barry, are you in there?

Hey, bud.

Can you talk
to Other Barry, here?

Uh, sure thing.
Hey, Other Barry,

why do you wanna do this?

I have a really
great answer to that,

and it's "shut up."

Classic avoidance.

Afraid of what
you might find, Other Barry?

You had sex
with my fiancée

and dropped me
from a building. Twice.

Which made me into this.

A mechanical demigod?
Come on, man.

We experience sex
in eight dimensions now.

Wow, you do?

Maybe you should drop me
off a building.

Oh, I'm planning on it.

Would you stop throwing boxes?
It's really annoying.

Other Barry,
you're not a person.

You're the rage
I felt at Archer.

I pushed you deep down
into my meta programming.

Wait, really?
You're the part of me

I tried to get rid of.

Well, I'm still here.
Okay, Archer?

Barry, heal thyself.
Seriously, shut up.

Archer!

♪ Ring around the rosies ♪

[stammers]
Damn it, that's not it either.

Archer, he's coming.
You probably know that,

but, honestly, it feels weird
and helpless

to ride around
on a psychopath,

so I'm just saying stuff
to feel alive.

You again?
I was about to get away.

Eh, I think he had you.

Uh, might wanna
try behind him.

[laughs]
Man, I like this guy.

Oh, come on.
What kind of world would it be

if every person
I insulted made my life worse?

I don't know,
a better one.

Ow.

And that's lunch.

See you in an hour, champ.

Great,
now I landed on my keys.

Wait, I don't have keys on me.
How did I...

That mover slipped it
into my pocket.

I take back everything
I said about you.

Well, I take back 60% of what
I said; no need to overreact.

We'll do the exchange.
Just d on't hurt him anymore.

Remember, th
is is a nonlethal mission.

Wait, for real?

I want them alive
to relive the pain

we're about to inflict on them
over and over again.

[laughing]
There's my girl.

And we're go.

Nice.
Extensive bathroom coverage.

Just two peas
in a pervert pod.

Hey, I'm working
on one of those.

Okay. We can all agree
I look banging in this,

but how are we gonna
get in this place?

They've got at least two guards
at every entrance.

Right. But now
that we're in their system,

I'll just leave
a couple negative

performance reviews and...

I appreciate the creativity,
but won't that take...

Suspended.

Trust me, this place
is more uptight

than a preacher's wife
at an orgy.

And you liked working there?
They had great snacks.

At the orgy?
See, that right there

makes me wonder
why I'm taking her inside.

Hey, I have extensive
training innot anything.

So wait, same question.

You need to go
in there and sow chaos.

I want that place looking like

an escaped tiger
hit Mardi Gras.

[softly] Everything
has led me to this.

Uh, where were you
carrying that?

Cyril and I
are gonna go get Archer.

Here you go; these should get
you through the building.

And if they don't, my bad.

Has anybody heard
from Ms. Archer at all?

Kind of seems like
she'd wanna be a part of this.

Hey. Yeah.
Where is Ms. Archer?

No. Nothing. No way.

I mean, it's just weird how not
at all I've heard from her.

Something you'd like
to share with the class, Pam?

Uh, no.
There's not a secret

you want tell
'cause it's so secret?

II... [whimpers]

Fine!
Fine! I'll tell you.

I've been thinking
about getting bangs.

[sobs]

[sobbing] It feels so good
to let out.

Nice cover.
Whew, that was close, huh?

Cyril: Oh, come on.

Hey, hold up.
[cell phone rings]

I'm fired? Oh, my God,
what am I gonna tell my wife?

Susan's gonna leave me.

[eerie music]

Damn it, Archer.

Hey, gang.

Yeah, it still works like that.
Thanks for checking, though.

Oh, hey.
Oh, hey.

So I managed to escape

right when you guys were
running a rescue mission

and now everyone is inside
with a schizo death cyborg?

Uh, yes.

How is your timing
so bad?

Well, one could
argue that your

Shut up.
Gimme a Tactile Cane

and everything else
you have in the van.

Everything?
Who knows what

we'll need to take down Barry?

Mindmelt helmet,
the shock paddles, everything.

You mean, like,
everythingeverything?

Well, we don't need
the stuff you use

to, like, circle jerk
with ghosts.

Well, to be fair,
that stuff is mine.

If they're sticky, that's
ectoplasm and nothing else.

We've gotta get out of here.

No, we need
to find Archer first.

Colt: Hey, just for, like,
your FYI,

Archer actually made it out
on his own.

Krieger: Don't worry,
he's on his way back in

to get you guys out.

What? So the same
thing can happen again?

Colt: Eesh, I hope not.
[laughs] That would suck,

Especially 'cause
the building's on fire.

[laughs]

What the hell?

[crowd shouting]

[Barry shouts]

Did you drug
all those people?

No. I just put angel dust
in one of the water coolers.

They drank that water
out of their own free choicing.

Not what "free choice" means.

[Barry roars]

Okay. Maybe more running.

I suppose I'm looking
for a reason my guards

are leaving and the rest
of my employees

are stark raving bonkers.

Well, I'd like to state
for the record

that you are not
a golden being of light,

but are in fact...

fired.

So are you here to find Archer
or shoot me?

Because I actually have
a preference on that.

Both.

agents: Freeze!
Don't move.

I was this close
to feeling regret.

Would've been a first for me.

Incidentally, why are you
dressed like that?

Isn't it obvious?

Guess the old gal's
still got it.

Da
mn it. You weren't supposed to set fire

to the whole building.
No one said that!

At least it's sexier now.
[alarms blaring]

[singing indistinctly]

That's not a song.

Come on, guys.
You can beat him.

Use what's around you.

Will you shut up?
Archer already tried that,

and it wasah, ah!

These are delicate
optical sensors.

Do you have any idea
how much these cost?

Pam: More than your head?
Do what now?

Now, I go into your mind
and take you apart

from the inside.
Hit it, Krieger.

[blip]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Yeah.
My skull is shielded.

[sighs]
But I have to know,

what exactly did you
think would happen?

I thought I'd maybe
go inside your mind

and there'd be a Barry
and a separate Other Barry.

And?
And Other Barry

would be some kind of
Gigeresque monstrosity,

and then Barry and I
would defeat Other Barry

in some kind
of metaphorical combat

which would forever
extinguish Other Barry.

And?
Barry and I

would be friends again.

[laughs]

God, what happened to you?

I'll tell you
what happened: friendship.

Whatever.

Now that's what I call...
[metal dragging]

Mother?
Well, don't just stand there,

idiots; do something!

Archer, I can do a hard
reboot from inside here,

but you have to stun me.

[paddles charging]

Just do it.
But you'll die.

Nothing can
change that now.

Now, Krieger.

[grunts, shouts]

Thanks, bud.
Hard reboot now.

You saved my life, Barry.
No, you saved mine.

[emotional music]
Um, how?

I don't know.
Just felt right to say.

[audio glitching]
Goodgood night,

[voice dying]
Sweet...me.

No!

Wait, that shock
brought some things back.

I built the IIA system

and I know how to take down
the entire company.

All we gotta do is

[gunshot]

You betrayed me.
You were like a brother to me.

II was?

Oh, that's unsatisfying.

You guys get out.
I'll take Fabian.

Just make sure
Mother is safe.

Oh, I guess she already
left at some point.

Right.

Gotta hang on, man.

No, this is it.
Just promise me.

Anything. What?
Do more science.

Just really weird,
fucked up shit.

Stuff where even you're like,
"Man,

I shouldn't have done that."

Do that.

[sobbing] I will.

[hoarsely] Thank you
for being a friend.

[groans]

Um, hate to interrupt,
but let's get out of here.

Not getting away
that easy.

You know,
that cane is appropriate.

You're old.
Your time has passed.

The modern world has no used
for your little spy boutique.

You might as well be
selling buggy whips.

Yeah. Maybe I should
sell teeth instead.

Why would you sell

And we have a buyer.
Right.

Now, let's try that again.

The almighty Archer,

barely a shadow
of your former self.

You know, I should thank you.
This ought to be good.

I hate you so much,

I think I just realized
I don't need my cane anymore.

[groans]

God, I hate this hallway.

Thanks for creating
an escape route for me.

I guess you have a choice:

try to come after me or drag
your friend out of here.

Tata.

You again?
So it would appear.

Why did you help me
even after I'd insulted you?

Why else are we here?

Wow. I need to
hang out with more movers.

Robert.

How did it go?
I'm on tenterhooks, here.

Well, we got Archer back
and burned down a building.

Ah, good.
And the memory stick?

We'll figure it out
in the morning.

We were too tired
to deal with it.

You know, I find it odd
that an environmentalist

would have the shower
going while he's in bed.

And also...
okay, you are naked.

Lana, I know
what it looks like

and that's exactly what it is.

I understand it's awkward.
Awkward?

That word seems
to trigger you.

Was I wrong in assuming
we had evolved

into a de facto open marriage?

Why would you assume that?

Wait, did you talk to Archer?
Yes. We had a conversation.

That chatty,
soontobedead man.

Look, what happened to Japan
is not even close to this.

Wait, what happened in Japan?

It wasis that not
what we're talking about?

I was talking with him
when you got

that bartender's phone number.
It was a receipt.

And that was enough
for you to cheat on me?

And what about Japan?

You didn't even
know about that.

This is about you being so
jealous over a phone number

I mean, a receipt!

So you thought it was
a phone number?

I knew it.
I almost died today, okay?

Like, a lot.
Well, we didn't know that

because you cut us
out of the whole thing.

Wait a minute, who's "us"?

Ugh, I got tired
of waiting in the bathroom.

Yep. I'm out.

Stupid bouncer.

Maybe you have
unprocessed trauma

that you're expressing
as hostility.

And, by the way, when
did bouncers get so insightful?

[nearby sobbing]
Huh?

[Lana sniffling]

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

Should we wait
for mother, Pam?

Don't look at me,
she just told me

to coordinate
the rescue with her.

She didn't wanna tell you guys
because she thought you'd blab

and blow her element
of surprise.

And she told you? A woman
whose loose lips have sunk

so many ships
they should be named

Admiral Nelson
and concept of torpedoes?

Well, pardon me for
experiencing emotional growth,

you dick.
I guess we start without her.

So now that we're all rested,
ideas for the memory stick?

Really? Nothing?

So we slept on it
for no discernible reason?

Well,
not no discernible reason.

I think you can all relax.

Robert, I don't think
another infusion of cash

is going to make a difference.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm done burning money.

I sold the agency
to a wellfunded equity group,

United Money Partners.

You could destroy the chip
and stay afloat.

United Money Partners, LLC.

Looks like that's owned
by a General Business, Inc.,

which is actually a shell
company owned by YYZ.

Zed.
Which is in turn owned

by a majority stakeholder
named

Fabian Kingsworth.

I was just so impressed
with your initiative,

grit, and improvisation
last night,

I knew that IIA
had to acquire you.

Yes!
Really?

They have great snacks.

Archer, I hate to use
the term "fun fact,"

but did you know that
as part of a tax dodge,

your apartment and everything
in it is property of the agency

and therefore mine?

And so is that memory stick.

Not so fast.
Oh, what now?

Yeah. Curious where
you're going with this.

There's one thing
you fail to understand, Fabian,

and when I reveal it,

you will realize that you have
been taken for a fool.

And what's that, Archer?

So what kinda snacks
are we talking about?

Hey. II don't think
you wanna do that.

No, let 'em.
Give me that.

"My dearest Sterling,
do you remember what I told you

"on your first day of training?
You probably don't, but it was,

"'Always know
where the exits are.'

"And with all the chaos
and confusion of late,

"I thought it would be wise
to make my own exit

"in my own time,
on my own terms and in a way

"that I can never be found
by my enemies

or all my lovesick paramours,
who are literally countless."

Ugh.

"And so I've decided

"that it's time
to pass the torch.

Try not to burn yourselves
with it."

[flame crackles]

What? It relaxes me.

"And I know my decision
may seem abrupt,

"but we don't always get
to choose the perfect moment.

"Take care of yourselves,
and especially you,

"my Sterling,
because from wherever I am,

"I'll be watching over you.

Love, Mother."

If I see
this glass empty again,

I will be very unhappy.

And how is my lady love?

Infinitely better now.

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