All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S03E05 - Timber! (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

(male narrator)
In 1972,
a crack commando unit...

was sent to prison
by a military court...

for a crime
they didn't commit.

These men promptly escaped...

from a maximum-security
stockade...

to the Los Angeles
underground.

Today, still wanted
by the government...

they survive
as soldiers of fortune.

If you have a problem,
if no one else can help...

and if you can find them...

maybe you can hire
the A-Team.

[gun firing]

[inaudible]

Why don't you let me
drop you off, Samantha?

No way.
We're in this together, John.

Besides, I never back out
of a fight.

Okay. Never could talk
any sense to you anyway.

Besides, I gotta take care
of you.

Well, don't you worry
about me, little sister.

Nothing's gonna happen to me,
I promise you.

[birds chirping]

[truck approaching]

John, that's McEwan's truck.

I don't think we should stop.

It's our last chance
to fill up.
Gotta get some gas.

(McEwan)
John Lawrence.

I thought I explained it
very nicely before.

This is a union gas station
now.

It wouldn't be right for a scab
to be using the pumps.

This station's open
to the public, McEwan,
and I need a fill up.

Don't see why
you want to fill her up, John.

The only logging done
around here is done
by union members.

You mean anyone who's willing
to pay you dues.

[exclaiming]

What a waste of fuel, huh?

[gasping]

Get away from him! Stop it.

What are you guys doing?

Stay out of this, old man.
It's not your fight.

[groaning]
Real sorry
you had to see this, ma'am.

But these loggers
got a lot at stake...

and your brother just keeps
getting in the way.

You're gonna kill him.
Stop it!

[grunting]
That's enough.

You can't stop me, McEwan.

I'm real sorry
you feel that way, John.

Guess you're not gonna be
doing too much without a truck.

[panting]

Torch it.

[truck exploding]

"At this point,
the strength...

"of the enemy was...."

I'd like a paper, please.

You gave me too much change.
No, I didn't.

Yes, yes you did.

Yes, I did.

Well, honesty in the big city,
huh?

I just want a paper.

I'd like the one second up
from the bottom, please.

Second from the bottom?

[sighing]
Lady, they're all the same.

Well, perhaps, but I'd like
the one second
from the bottom.

Now, today is Thursday,
the....

Twelfth.
The twelfth.

And it says right here,
Thursday, the twelfth.

The twelfth, yeah.

Now this paper is the same
as this paper...

or this paper...

or this paper, or this paper.
Trust me, lady.

Look.

Could I have the paper
I asked for?
I'll give you $10 for it.

$10?

[groaning]

You must want that paper
pretty bad.

What's in it?

There's something in there
for me. I was told
to get that paper.

Look I have to have
that paper, okay?

$15...
$15...

...$16...
...$16...

$17, $18.
That's all I have.

Please,
could I have that paper?

$18.

[groaning]
Well...

[grunting]

[sighing]

There you go, lady.
Thank you.

You must need to see us
pretty bad, huh?

So this Bull McEwan wants
to organize a union
for all the loggers up there.

McEwan has got
everybody believing...

they can get twice
as much money for their lumber
as they've been getting.

All they have to do
is join the union and give him
all their dues.

And all they're gonna get
for their money is a lot
of empty promises, right?

Well, anyone who stands up
to him gets beaten up
and their equipment wrecked.

The police can't do anything
'cause...

there's never any witnesses
that'll testify.

McEwan has blocked us
from getting our lumber
to the mill...

and if we can't haul our logs,
we'll be wiped out.

Sounds like a case of a bunch
of cockroaches that need
to be stepped on.

Except no one's been able to
do the stepping.

Well, I happen to do
a little trading...

in international lumber
futures and...

since the bottom fell out
of the housing market...

some of these guys
are only getting five cents
on the dollar.

Then there's no way for McEwan
to make good on his word.

Oh, if I was just a man.
I would haul off
and crack McEwan one...

right across the jaw.

I'm glad you're not a man...

I like you
just the way you are.

Will you help us?

Depends if you can pay
our fee.

If we can get McEwan off
our backs...

we have a good crop of timber
for this year.

We will get the money.
Then we will be there.

(Murdock)
Perkins, Normandy, 1944.

(Face)
How long has this man been
talking like this?

Well, I don't know.
We never listen
to what Murdock says.

He's been gibbering
for as long as I can remember.

Then why did I get the call
only just this morning?

I didn't know
someone called you.

Look,
to be perfectly honest...

we just don't pay
any attention
to what Murdock says.

You don't pay attention?

Well, that seems to be
obvious. Because if you did
pay attention...

you'd know this man
is a major threat
to our national security.

We were ordered to take
the great ship Leningrad...

16 were killed...

but it wasn't my fault.
Kalyenko knew.

Two of his men were agents.

Look, I don't understand
this...

but you can't just take
this patient out of here
without the proper--

The MI-5 chaps knew we were
gonna bomb Haiphong harbor...

[shushing]
but their Secretary
put the call in--

If you repeat anything
of what you've heard...

(Face)
you'll be in violation
of the National Security Act.

What is going on here?

Nurse Meadows,
what is that patient doing
in the hall?

Please, he's with
Military Intelligence.

All right, I want both of you
to go about your business
as usual...

as if everything's normal.
Sergeant Heidelberg.

(Murdock)
The mission to Berlin
had to be aborted.

The Prime Minister
has the briefing papers--

If you repeat anything
that you have just heard...

you both will be tried
and convicted of sedition
and treason.

When did you first enter
this country, Ms. Heidelberg?

I was born here.

You will be contacted,
be prepared to bring proof
of citizenship.

Now, you will listen
very carefully.

You will both finish
your shift, clock out,
and go home.

If in an hour
you don't hear from me,
don't leave the house.

Your phone will ring.
Pick it up.

If the voice on the other end
doesn't say "Thunderball"...

let it ring at least six
times before you
pick it up again.

Is that perfectly clear?
But--

There are no buts.

Let's just hope
we have acted in time.

[speaking German]

[birds chirping]

Bigfoot country.

First one who lays an eye
on the hairy guy wins.

What's the prize?

$15 and a year's free
subscription.

It say it right there.
(Face)
Swell.

People have been looking
for this missing link
for years.

I'm gonna tag this baby
and get my name right up there
with Charles Darwin and...

Leo Bell.
Leo Bell? Who's that?

That's the guy
in the room next to me.

He's got a mouth so big
he can put a whole jar
of peanut butter in it.

Lid and all.
Really?

Jealous?

[honking]

It's working great.

This Bigfoot mating call's
gonna lead that baby
right to me.

There ain't no Bigfoot.
It's just a big story,
that's all.

Oh, yeah?
Well, when I catch him,
I'm gonna be rich.

[honking]

If you blow that in my face
again, I'm gonna stick it
up your nose.

That would hurt.
(Hannibal)
Cool it, guys.

Samantha said that no one
in town would
sell her supplies.

There should be a gas station-
coffee shop up ahead.

We'll stop
and pick up
a couple of things...

and I'll call and let her know
we're in the area.

[van doors closing]

There you go.
Thank you.

Now. Four hundred hamburgers?

If you ran around in the woods
all day in a hair suit,
you'd get hungry, too.

Now we lay them burgers
from the forest to my window.

The big guy follows
the trail, and bam!

We catch him munching
on a burger, claim the reward.

Now 'course,
since they're your burgers...

we split that reward
right down the middle.

$7.50 cents each.

Where's your courage, man...

your sense of adventure?

You don't catch a mountain
with a mouse, you know?

Or do you?

Yeah, we're about 10 minutes
away.

Yeah, we're going to pick up
a couple of things.
And then we'll be there.

Okay, bye.

You friends of the Lawrences?

We're gonna work for them.

I hear they got some logs
to haul.

They got nothing to move.

Around here folks don't work
for the Lawrences.

Oh.

Hey, Face?

Did you see a sign
that we passed saying
we're leaving the country?

No can't say I did, Hannibal.
How about you, Murdock?

No, sure didn't.
Well...

that means we're in
the United States
of America...

and, as I remember,
it's a free country.

This is a public place.
We can go where we want.

Around here you can't, mister.
You hear me?

[groaning]

Get 'em, big guy!

[honking]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[gasping]

[grunting]

Proprietor,
here's for the breakage.

Thanks
for the use of the hall.

[exclaiming]

You think McEwan will know
we were here?

[Bigfoot call honking]

[honking loudly]

[panting]
I don't believe this.

Murdock, it's 5:00
in the morning.

[shushing]

You don't wanna
scare him away.
Who?

Bigfoot.

I know he's out there.

A fleeting shadow...

the glimmer of a hairy elbow.

The outline of a footprint
in the dew-drenched earth.

The whole overstuffed
enchilada, Bigfoot.

And this is the call
of the big, blond Bigfoot.

Murdock, you're crazy.

[Face groaning]

[Murdock blowing call]

[knocking on door]

Rise and shine.

Rise and shine.
Yoo-hoo.

It's 5:00
in the morning.

I thought a soldier like you
was used to getting up early.

I am. As long as I don't
have to share a room with
Marlin Perkins over there.

(Face)
He kept me up all night
going on and on and on...

about Bigfoot.

No, I see him. He's coming...

I see the beast.

[birds chirping]

He's coming closer...

and closer
and... Oh, it's so horrible!

[screaming]

What you doing, fool?
We got some logging to do.

Yeah. B.A.'s gonna teach me
to be a bad logger.

Bad means good, right?
You got it, little guy.

B.A., do you know
what you've done?

Bigfoot got one look at you
and hightailed it back into
the woods to warn his friends.

I wouldn't be surprised
if the Bigfoots didn't even
have a reward out after you.

[grunting]

Look at little Billy.

I haven't seen him this happy
since his father passed away.

He has a good lady
for a mother.
He's a lucky boy.

Boy, these trees really look
a lot bigger when you
get outside.

The bigger they are,
the harder they fall.

You had to use that one,
didn't you, Hannibal?

Face, this won't take long.

McEwan can't afford to have
any logging operation
he doesn't control.

If we can get the Lawrences'
logs to the mill,
past McEwan...

the other loggers will see it
and know they can stand up
to this slimeball.

And it'll put him
out of business.

You're gonna have to
get us a truck...

to replace the one
McEwan torched.

[moaning]

Sawdust and tweed.

My tailor's really gonna love
this one.

[screeching]

So this is the new crew
you hired, John.

That's right, McEwan.

We're going to be
hauling logs.
That's good to hear.

We figured we'd just come up
here and check on union cards.

How about you?

You got a union card?
No.

Hey, Face...

you got a union card?
No.

I must have left it back
in my tuxedo.

How about you, B.A.?
This is my union card.

Hey, now easy, fellas.

We came up here nice
and friendly like.

Which is more that I can say
the way you handled yourself
at the gas stop yesterday.

We handled ourselves
beautifully at the truck stop.

McEwan, it's more
than just taking the money
from these loggers.

You've taken their dreams
and you've twisted 'em till
there's nothing left.

That's very poetic.
The lady is right.

You taking these people money
and got them believing you can
get more for their lumber.

And you can't
and you know it.
You're not a union.

You're just a bunch of goons
extorting money from good,
hardworking people.

Now easy, easy.

(McEwan)
You know, Lawrence...

seems to me
there's an overdue mortgage
on this place.

And if you don't get your logs
to the mill
you're gonna lose your house.

Now that's a real nasty bit
of trouble.

But I got this feeling
you're in for a whole run
of nasty trouble.

Well, now that you've said
what you came to say...

get the hell off our property.

Come on.

[car engine starting]
He meant what he said,
you know, about trouble.

Yeah, I expect that.

B.A...

stand guard up by the road
by those trees.

Murdock, make a half circle
about a quarter mile
and see what you can find.

Face,
we still gotta get that truck.
Gotcha.

Hey. Where are you taking me?
To get a truck.

[car approaching]

[tires screeching]

I don't get it.

We stop in the middle
of the forest...

you go digging under a tree,
and you expect us
to get a truck with that?

"That," as you call it,
is a prop.

It's the performance
that counts. Shall we?

It's the coloring
that's got me worried.

See, the African variety
has the orange tint.

The Brazilian ones
have the dark brown spots.

Can I help you?

Frank Sullivan. G-10, USFS.

United States Forest Service.
Insecticide Division.

(Face)
We could have a big problem
here.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking
about the South American
pine chigger.

"South American" what?
Pine chigger.
Deadly to trees.

We found a couple of them
crawling around out back.

Must have been
in a load of logs
somebody hauled recently.

I rented a truck...

to the Garrison Brothers
yesterday.
They was hauling logs.

There you go.

But they weren't pine.
They weren't?

Not pine? Good Lord!

Now they've acquired a taste
for other woods.

You could be wiped out here.

Well, what do we do?

Well,
I'm pretty sure these are
the Brazilian variety.

Which, believe me,
is a big relief...

because their bite
usually isn't fatal.

Fatal?

That was the African variety
that bit Dr. Tunis last week,
wasn't it?

(Samantha)
I think so.

Of course Dr. Tunis,
he had a bad heart, too.

So there were other factors
involved in his death.

Oh, boy, I sure hope
the females haven't laid
their eggs yet...

'cause if they have,
we could be sitting
on a time bomb here.

Hey, what're you gonna do?
What if them females
already laid their eggs?

The fumigation squad
is out, right?

They're running a few days
behind schedule, so we can't
predict when they'll get here.

Wait a minute.
You gotta get them out here.
I got trucks to rent.

Well, a week maybe....
At least.

I don't want that truck
on my lot.

See, it's against
department regulations...

to transport a vehicle
suspected of infestation.

On the other hand....
We could save time.

Yes, yes, you could.

Could you sign us
an authorization note, please?

Thank you.

See, what did I tell you?

It's just a combination
of charm, sophistication,
finesse.

Works every time.

Sometimes that doesn't always
work on everything.

What do you mean?

Well, sometimes it's best
to just be straightforward
and honest with someone.

Well, of course
if that doesn't work...

there's always charm...

sophistication and finesse.
Right.

Let's see if this thing runs.

[both cheering]

[B.A. exhaling]

Milk is good for you, Billy.
Okay, B.A., you got it.

(Hannibal)
Let's move it, B.A.

We've only got 12 hours
to get these logs to the mill.

Go!

[winch whirring]

I wonder if you could use
tuna fish as a bait?

Tuna fish?
Yeah.

You take a tuna fish sandwich
and you put it in
a giant-size mousetrap...

outside his cave
and you just wait for him
to get hungry.

Bigfoot hasn't been spotted
in these parts since 1954.

No, he's back. I know it.

There's even a $15 reward
out for him if you can catch
a picture of him.

You wanna split it?

[birds cawing]

Colonel, I just saw a goon
with binoculars
at about 10:00.

They're doing a lot of moving
behind those trees.

I saw two guys with rifles
up the hill. Get everybody
back to the house.

Do it quick, I'll go scout.

B.A.

We can't wait around here,
we gotta get out. Come on.

I'm with you.

[groaning]

Murdock.

My leg.
That's a lot of pressure
on it.

[grunting]

I'll have to get some help.

[panting]

* I'm a lumberjack, I'm okay *

* I've got no legs,
but what the hey *

[gunshots firing]

Hannibal, Murdock's hurt.
I think it's bad.

Let's get out of here.

How you doing, Murdock?

I think there's a tree
on my leg.

[struggling]

No, I can't do it. B.A.

John, you pull him out
when we get it up.

You got it.

[grunting]

He's clear.

[all panting]

Thank you, thanks, guys.
Thanks, man.

I just got
a little splinter here.
You wanna help me get it out?

You're crazier
than I thought you were, fool.

All right.

McEwan's made his move...

now we'll make ours.

My Lord. What happened?
Is Billy okay?

(John)
He's fine.

McEwan and his boys
decided to make sure
we couldn't haul any timber.

Looks like
they did a good job.

The winch is ruined, Hannibal.
It's nothing
but scrap metal now.

Nice going, Face.
Well, thanks, B.A.

About time.

Without that winch,
we can't load the trucks.

If we don't get the timber
to the mill by nightfall,
we're out of business.

We've only got a couple
of hours to get a new one.

Do you have any idea how much
a thing like that costs?

Oh, I'll bet Face knows
just the guy

who'd loan us the money
to buy one, huh, Face?

Well,
now that you mention it....

And after what happened
to Lawrence
and his pals today...

I don't think
we're gonna worry
about him anymore.

[chuckling]

They're probably
in the next county by now.

Why don't you tell the boys
it's payday?

[chainsaw buzzing]

I hope you don't mind us
entering without knocking.

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

They looked surprised
to see us.
Yeah, I think they are.

You guys don't learn too well,
do you?

On the contrary.
We're very quick studies.

B.A., show these suckers
what happens to people...

(Hannibal)
who don't respect
others' property.

Come here, pal.

Now, Face, get the cash.

My friends and I are
a little unhappy watching
our backs for fallen trees.

So I got some advice for you.

Pack up...

and move to some other part
of the woods.

That was a very expensive
piece of equipment
you blew up, Mr. McEwan.

So I'm sure you'll want
to make a donation, and...

that ought to just about
cover it. Thanks.

Back off, McEwan.

(John)
They should be there
in about an hour.

Okay, John.

I'll keep her open for you.
I'll do it for you...

but you can't let McEwan know
I'm helping you.

Okay, thanks.

Just spoke to Claymont.
We're all set.

He'll take the whole load,
but we've got to be there
by 2:00.

Good, we're ready to roll.

McEwan'll never let you
get through to the mill.
He's gonna try to stop you.

He probably will.
And we'll be ready for him.

You take care of yourself,
now, B.A.

Okay, Billy,
you listen to your mother
and don't you worry about B.A.

I'll be back for supper.

[gasping]

[imitating B.A.]
Hey, I don't want you
giving any jive to B.A....

'bout that Bigfoot stuff,
you hear?

[B.A. chuckling]

Once you hit the mill,
you'll be safe.

I'd wish you'd let me
make this run with you.

John, you gotta stay here
to take care of Billy
and Samantha...

in case McEwan's men
come back this way.

Okay, B.A., let's mount up.

Please, be careful.
You can count on it.

I'm allergic to bullets,
especially those
headed in my direction.

So we're moving out.

* I'm a lumberjack,
I'm okay *

* I sleep all night
and I work all day *

* Wear my clothes
just once a year *

* Smells real bad
but I don't care *

* I'm a lumberjack,
that's a fact... *

They're rolling.

(McEwan)
Comin' by you
in about five minutes.

We're ready for 'em.
They won't get through.

You better make sure
they don't.

It's steering to the left
pretty bad, Hannibal.

(B.A.)
I did what I could...

but with this load,
the steering
won't last too long.

Just keep it on the road, B.A.
We'll make it.

Looks like McEwan's put out
the welcome mat.

[gunshots firing]

Hold on.

Nice, B.A.

[screeching]

I could have picked
their teeth with it...

if B.A. had kept
this thing straight.

I don't think
it's the best time
to tell him, all right?

Uh-oh.

This is starting
to get interesting.

This fool thing beginning
to heat up, Hannibal.

[car tires screeching]

We're burning up, man.
I'll give 'em
a little more firepower.

[honking]

You, Claymont?
Yup.

These logs belong
to John Lawrence.

We didn't really think
you'd make it.

You're better than we thought.

(Claymont)
Boys.
Halt.

Hey, Smith, I'll take that.

You're dead men.
You know that, don't you?

Oh, Colonel.

McEwan, we've got 'em
down here at the lumberyard.

(McEwan)
Okay, hold them
till I get there.

[grunting]

There. That'll hold 'em.

And when McEwan gets here...

you guys are gonna be
fertilizer for the trees.

I always had a green thumb.

You know, Hannibal...

I'm beginning to wonder
if I'm really cut out
for this kind of work.

[grunting]

I can see it.

The heart starts
a-pumping...

and the adrenalin
starts a-flowing...

and the veins and the muscles
start to swell.

An immovable object...

against an overwhelming,
powerful muscular force.

Go to it, big guy,
you can do it.

Oh, it is a beautiful machine.

Shut up, fool.

[grunting]

You go down,
I'll tell if it hurts.

You fool!

[exclaiming]

Fool, you got the thing
on my ankle.

Thanks.

Now, they've gone to get
McEwan.

We probably got
less than an hour
before they get back.

Well,
what's your plan, Colonel?

Artillery, Captain...

we need artillery.

Now, team, what do you think?

Huh? Look at it.

[sawing]

Well, praise the Lord.

[tires screeching]

(Hannibal)
Places, everybody.

[motor whirring]

Curtain up.

(Hannibal)
All right, drop 'em.

[gunshots firing]

*[gibbering operatically]

[grunting]

The man did try, Hannibal.

Yeah, they always try,
but they never learn.

You see, what they really need
is a plan.

You know, it's too bad
you've got to go, I can always
use a bunch of good loggers.

With McEwan gone,
you'll get yourself a crew.

All right, found a guy
in Los Angeles...

who says he'll take
all the logs you can give him.

And he'll give you 50 cents
a board foot more
than the going rate.

What?
Yeah...

but you gotta be there
in 48 hours.
There's the address.

I'll be there.

Hey, B.A.

My tire's flat.
Wanna help me fix it?

Did you eat all your breakfast
this morning?

Yep. And I even took
my vitamins so I can be big
and strong like you.

Well, okay, let's go.

It's a long way to L.A.,
so I brought you
some sandwiches.

Your favorite kind.
My favorite kind?

Ham sandwiches.

Well, this is
the most inexpensive job
we've ever had.

No motel bills,
good home-cooked food.

You can put another $15
in that kitty soon
as Bigfoot comes around.

Murdock, I think
if you were gonna catch
Bigfoot...

you'd have caught him by now.

We have to leave
in 15 minutes.

But I've got traps
set everywhere, Colonel--

Of course,
I mean, if I haven't
gotten him by the time...

we're getting ready to leave,
of course,
I'll throw in the towel.

But I've got a feeling.

My sixth sense tells me
that he's near.

[metal clanking]

Bigfoot. I knew I'd get him,
I knew it.

[panting]

Come on!

Murdock, don't you want
to stay behind in the van?

You know, just to be
on the safe side?
Bigfoot!

Murdock!

[Murdock laughing]
You dead meat, fool.
I'm gonna kill you.

Let me down, sucker.
I'll get you, Murdock.

You a dead man, Murdock.

**