All language subtitles for The A-Team (2010) UK sNL .en

SOMEWHERE IN MEXICO

Just a stiff-necked gringo
dare to come here...

...for a rescue mission, alone.

The gringo doesn't want to talk.

Then finish it.

Come, the general is expecting us.

Not with your gun.

Just make do with that one.

It doesn't work.

There is no firing pin.

Just leave it alone.

The dogs have been around for a while
didn't eat anything.

The next time...

...you have to have a plan.

I'm such a bad Catholic.
-No, you're just crazy.

Don't forget the general's money.

That gringo bribes the wrong cop...

...and comes with a pistol without a firing pin.

SOMEWHERE ELSE IN MEXICO

Where's my girl, silly?
-Over there. Everything is cool.

So that's it? Finito? Are you okay with it?

That's a problem.
Or you keep doing it...

...or you'll serve 15 years
with Cheeto's cousin.

You can say it, bro.

Choose.

BAD LUCK FOR YOU

Hey, street fighter. Shit.

Be careful, B.A.
You'll soon lose your friend.

CRAZY

Hey, girl. Did you miss me? I do you.

It's been a long time, baby.
Way too long.

What a place.

What a beautiful place.

Timeshare? I want this too.

Great Santa Fe vibe, Tuco.

Very Arizona, very Tex-Mex. Nice.

Maybe that guy can do it at six o'clock
arrange something to gnaw.

I want them on Mars
can see the flames.

Military Intelligence Service.

Who?
-You.

But you're not that intelligent.

I'm happy.
It couldn't be more beautiful, could it?

I've got everything.

You come here...

...to take me away in a bag...

...and then you do it with my wife.

She is drop dead gorgeous...

...and we both hate you.
And so it happens...

Good morning.

Good morning, man.

What a party. Can't you do better?

Now this is a party.

Move up, slowly.

You're stealing my car?
Is this the upside down world?

I'm not a thief
but I have a friend to save.

If you're not a thief,
you are certainly not a killer.

Take your left hand off the handlebars
and your right hand off the poker, now.

You're not shooting, old man.

You know that very well.

What are you doing? Shoot you
just shoot a stranger?

I don't even know you, fool. Damn.

You'll get better again.
Turn that around.

-I know how to tie off.
-I had to convince you.

I'm not angry about that.

But you hit my car.
What do you have?

Are you an Army Ranger?

Watch your words, old man.

And especially if you piss off my battalion.

Colonel Hannibal Smith.

75th Ranger Regiment.

4th Battalion, Fort Bennings, Georgia.
I know who you are.

Corporal B.A. Baracus.

Until I was unfairly dishonorably discharged.

I don't believe in coincidences, Corporal.

No matter how coincidental something seems,
there is always a plan behind it.

We fed it to the dogs.

In the middle of the desert,
when I really need it...

...I meet a fellow Ranger.

And now we're going to save one together.

Bad news.

We'll have your rescuer back in an hour
fed to the Rottweilers.

Do you really think you have me?
Do you really think you're going to kill me?

Can you drive?

Better than anyone, sir.

No one knew where you were hidden.

No information whatsoever. Until now, son of a bitch.

I'll be having a cold beer later...

...and you're on fire.
All the best, my friend.

Alpha...

Mike...

Foxtrot...

Think about that.

Adios...

Mother Fu...

Hannibal.

What are you doing?

Get in.

B.A., driving.

This sucks.

Stop. Fuses. Stop now.

Please stop.

How is your day?

Not really tasty.

I just threw up.
I'll just grab some chewing gum.

Did you see that? Did you see Tuco's face?
It was unbelievable.

How many times have I said it?
How often, Face?

Don't just go after Tuco.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry
Don't have the Hannibal Smith Handbook.

I had to do something.
-And that's why it almost went wrong.

You were almost there.

I was almost there and so was he.

Thank you. Peck.

Baracus. It is well.
-I wanted to save her.

Save her?

Save her?

How? What was your plan then?

I hadn't thought of that yet.
-Exactly, that's what I had to do.

Military Medical Service

-Mike...
-Boss...

-Are you still eating desert sand?
-Unfortunately yes.

What do you have for me?

A fast pizza delivery person.
Codename Hatchet.

Hatchet.

This is for you.
And your pilot is in here somewhere.

Careful, boss.
-I owe you.

Let's not wait for Bragg.
-Three years.

Should I leave my girl alone again?
I fought for her.

We'll pick her up again.

Get some treatment, Corporal.
I'm going to look for the pilot.

Doc, do you have time?
for a wounded veteran?

A decorated fighter pilot.

Thinks he's the best in the world.

But crazy as hell.

Last week he wanted
steal an ambulance.

Los...

Damn.

My boy.

He almost hit your tattoo.

Has anyone seen Mr. Murdock?

A Ranger tattoo.

Mr. Murdock?

Do you believe me when I say
that I have one too?

You have something wrong with your eyes.

Mr. Murdock?
-I'm operating, nurse.

Why are you from your department?
-Is that gasoline? Is that you?

I smell gasoline.

Department?
-This gentleman is a patient.

Do not believe. I am a doctor
at Johns Hopkins University.

Did you want a lightning bolt?
-Not me.

I call security.

Is that guy crazy or something? You're on fire.

What...?

You are Rangers.
-Are you crazy?

Corporal, calm down. Calm.
This is a hospital.

You've met Mr. Murdock, I see.
-Meet?

He set my arm on fire.

And he gave me a thunderbolt.

Look at me.

You seem to be a super pilot.
-The very best.

I'm not going with that fool in the helicopter.
-Yes, is he another project of yours?

I am a soldier. I'm a Ranger.

I'm afraid.

I'm a Ranger, sir.
-That's enough for me.

They owe you to us
transferred, captain.

Thank you, sir.

Let's go.

Old rust bucket, did you miss me?

What's most important
of a good plan?

That you are ahead of the enemy,
and doesn't have to run away.

Who says we're running away?

Let's go into that ancient thing,
with that halfwit?

The rotors are fine, sir.
-Who is that guy?

Come on, let's kill those gringos.

Murdock, take off.

Hold on. I'm going to do something
what I saw in a cartoon.

What now cartoon? Get out.

Enemy at six o'clock.

I'll stop all the bullets.
We are bulletproof.

Attention.

I'll get you, gringo.

You crushed my car. I will kill you.

You are not allowed to stand there at all.

I knew you were crazy.
-This is a mistake.

Firework...

Blast them out of the sky.

This is my first time doing this.

Did you see that?

Did you see what he did?

There's nothing like a dogfight.

Look in front of you.

He only has heat seekers on the left.
-Captain, get out of here.

Hold on tight, this is going to be crazy.

Here we go. Come on, baby.

Spruce...

Rockets...

That's how we do it with heat seekers.

We make them cold.

Face, pull it in.

Starting...

Close the door.

You are Airborne Rangers then,
but that was idiotic.

It'll be fine.

We would kill Tuco, not the other way around.

Think one move ahead
ain't no plan, boy.

Two, three moves.

Outsmart the enemy before he can
what can do. That's a plan.

Hatchet, recording my location.

General Tuco, you are waging an illegal battle
against the US military.

No, you've started.

I repeat, you are fighting an illegal battle
against the American army.

Over American airspace.

Alpha, Mike...

Foxtrot.

In other words, Adios Motherfuc...

Very good, captain.

That was worldly.
-Not at all.

You're a genius.
-I'm never going into this thing again.

I shouldn't have doubted you.
-There's always a plan, boy.

It's wonderful when a plan works.

8 YEARS AND 80 SUCCESSFUL
MISSIONS LATER

AMERICA IS WITHDRAWING
FROM IRAQ

Cooking with gunpowder.

Face, napalm or nucli?

Nucli.

Nucli...

Murdock, get your hands dirty...

...as if it were cursed.
-Just let it burn.

With secret sauce?

No, not that antifreeze.

It's no longer a secret.
Everyone knows it.

Nobody makes one that good
antifreeze marinade if you.

But I did recently
facial paralysis.

That's only partly.

Yes, I'll have that conversation in a minute.

I have everything under control, sir.

You don't want paralysis in the field.

Visit.

You're overwhelming me.

Lieutenant.

Should I call you lieutenant too?

No. Captain.

Captain?

Indeed.

Captain Koek. Just look.

You've probably said no to children,
no to a family.

No mountain too high.

No, I just said no to you.

My name is Percy.

Craving a ham steak?

Can you do that with a broken hand?

This is insane.

Three years?

And then we talk about this?

What do you want to talk about then?

Do you have my Steely Dan CD?

I'm not even going to go into that.
-We didn't play anything else.

And we drank that nasty Cabernet.
Do you remember?

And we did something else.

Do you remember? Something in the bedroom.

Don't you remember?

All I remember is that I left.

And that is...

...my most beautiful memory of you.

You are fantastic.
Don't look for it, okay?

Best.

Stop that.

Colonel, my name is Lynch.
I'm from the CIA.

I did during Desert Storm 1
also met a Lynch.

Yes, the Lynch family is big.

Maybe no one trusts the CIA...

...because you have your real name
never mention.

What can I do for you, Mr. Lynch?

You should avoid former
Saddam's henchmen...

...steal a billion dollars.

The only money press outside the US
who prints dollars belonged to the Shah.

During the Iran-Iraq war
Saddam would have stolen it.

And we got it back again.

But without the printing plates.

That was no big deal. Without a money press
Those printing plates are of no use to them.

Sir, they're building that now.

They stole Iraq's money press...

...and want for billions
printing dollars.

How do they get those printing plates?
and that money from Baghdad?

With a convoy, guarded by
former Iraqi commandos.

Fast and willing to kill.

How are you going to stop them?

Rumor has it that there are printing plates
being smuggled out of the city.

Do you know anything about that?

Because if you're planning something with
those records, then I warn you now.

It's my responsibility
and my job.

I mean it.

Face...? I'm taking you to court-martial.

Hey, listen up.

Tell Colonel Smith
and stay away from Baghdad.

Do you know...

You didn't come back.
I thought you would come back.

Well, I'm back now.

Can those clowns do it?
-I'm not going to tell them...

...but it's the best unit
and they do the craziest things.

Follow Peck and the rest.
Don't lose sight of them.

Diablo means devil, right?
-Yes.

Damn it, Hannibal. What do you want me to do?

If it was my operation,
you got this mission.

If you let Black Forest do this,
you immediately have a conflict.

They are not soldiers.

They are students who can shoot.
Who runs the ground team?

Brock Pike.

Pike...

That's a crook. A cartoon character.

We have been given the assignment
to stay away from Baghdad.

End of exercise.

General...

He needs some wiggle room,
don't you think so?

I knew another Lynch,
a CIA creep.

In Laos, 1968.

No family.
-You remind me of him.

I have to go to Kabul soon.

I'll be back in 48 hours.
Then the light is green.

Otherwise I'll hear it.

He wears a bulletproof vest
at the headquarters.

That says it all about the CIA.

It's not because you're getting a little older.
Not really.

I'm ten times stronger than I used to be.
And twice as fast.

Russ, we can do this.
Without bloodshed.

Those plates are a threat.
Don't make me beg.

I don't want to see you beg either.

We've been friends for so long.

More importantly...

...you and your team are my most
valuable weapon...

...whatever I've ever had.

You just said you don't want to beg...

But I beg you...

Hannibal, skip this job.

Listen, B.A...

We'll stay a little longer.
We're going back to Baghdad.

Shouldn't we stay away from there?
-Beats.

Smith...

Pike...

I hear you guys are stealing my job.
I do not like that.

I thought Black Forest
was too busy...

...with the overthrow of democracies.

It's still the weekend.
We only do that during the week.

Bunch of jokers.
You are not soldiers.

But murderers in polo shirts.

I earn in one week
what you earn in a year.

Courage is not for sale.

Neither do brains.

And you do need that.

This is Morrison's foundation.
Stay away from my mission.

Okay, we still have half a tank.

She didn't just come back.
-Forget her now.

That woman's ambition...

You can't get me on a plane.

Not in a hover,
a paper airplane...

Will you never forgive me?
-No.

Mexico was a very long time ago
and I did save you.

I should have beaten you up.
I was once an Airborne Ranger.

And suddenly you got scared...
-263 jumps.

Thank you was nice.
-One flight with you and it was done.

Airborne Ranger with fear of flying.
A jerk.

B.A., no one's leaving the truck
once we're in position.

Positions, movements, action.

Just read.

Yes, Hannibal. This is it.

This is insane.

It's perfect.

This is beyond insane, boss.

It gets even better.

B.A., find a piece of steel
to make a base plate.

Come on, crazy.

Murdock, we need a battery.

Maybe Black Forest can help us.

We need press passes.

Just go to the media tent.

Sorry, but you have the
South African microphone at the bottom.

CNN doesn't always have to be at the top.

There are two microphones...

Murdock, you go
chasing a news camera.

Hello I'm...

I am in love with you.

We are investigating...
About the withdrawal.

We need airbags, and lots of them.

Who do you work for?
-Le Monde.

Are you French?

Hello, General Parker here.
-Okay. For you.

Hey, crazy. Ask for one
air strike on yourself.

Everything fine. I see you.
-No, we have to go.

Now listen carefully to what I'm saying.

B.A., we need a magnet.

A strong.

Do you know the Blue Man Group?

I'll get the rest.

I just do it.

What are you willing to do for it...

...to say to our enemy...

...that they can take our lives,
but never...

...our freedom.

Ready to hit the town?

Good luck.

Demolish them.

General Morrison, where is Hannibal Smith?

They leave in three hours.

The printing plates and the money become
loaded into a truck at the printing plant.

They drive 4.6 miles overland
and then come to a bridge.

That's where our opportunity lies
and then we have to be quick.

Those guys shoot
as soon as they smell trouble.

Face, your entrance is underneath the hotel.

It looks black with journalists
and security.

B.A., you are standing in this alley,
at the right time.

Get V-Twins or better.

I have something much better.

And me, boss man?

I had a helicopter here somewhere.

Should I fly upside down?
Just turn off the engine?

I long for one again
near death experience.

Only air support this time.
You'll get more next time.

B.A., at 0630 you give it full throttle.

Is that me?

Oh no, I'm in an Iraqi sewer.
Thanks, boss.

Timing is everything, Face.

Every arrow must hit the bull's-eye.

Naturally.

You disable the truck
who drives behind you.

These guys are going after you, Face.

B.A., that's your sign.

Be careful when crossing
and make sure you have a full tank.

You have several enemies.

Remove them from the vehicle.

If you are attacked from behind,
I will provide coverage.

I have got you.

Nice theory, but I see
we haven't left Baghdad yet.

I do.

B.A., turn right.

Okay, hold on tight.

Look after.
-Stoop.

Class, B.A.

Face, the airbags.

Make sure it is properly secured.

Wonderful.

One two Three...

Boss, those airbags are inflating
in a collision, eh?

B.A., in the container.

Enemy behind us.

I don't like this part of the plan.

Face, that rope will hold.

Otherwise I'd nail myself down.

Hold on.

Come on. You've been there.

Did you see that?

Murdock? What is that fool doing here?

Let me out.

Boss, you know that carnival game?
that you have to lift such a cuddly toy?

This seems like that.

Well done...

Locked?

It's locked.
Hannibal, open that door.

Is he attached to a helicopter?
-I stay with you.

What is happening?

Say we're not flying. I will kill you.

Boss, is that Bosco?

I want out. I want out.

That is not good. He's not happy.

Russ, we're in the net.
-Understood.

I'll be right there. With a bottle of Blue Label.

A bottle? Make it
a box of, shit. See you soon.

Who will let him out?

You...

As long as you know
that I'm going to kill you.

I'll kill you.

Hannibal first, then Murdock.

And Face last.
-Leave me alone.

Good luck.

I think this is scarier than what we just did.

Bosco, this is Murdock.
-Murdock, open the door.

I'll have that coconut curry tapenade
make for you.

That does help.

With slices of toast?

Yes, with slices of toast.

Or would you have liked regular chips?

There it is.

You framed me.

You are lucky
that you are higher in rank.

You know I hate flying.

I am wet. I stink.
I can't spend that money.

Happiness cannot be bought.

Murdock, you're cooking tonight.
Put on your apron.

It's wonderful when a plan works.

Who was that?

Is that the general?
-Russ.

Hurry up.
-General.

Russ.
-General.

Jesus Christ.

Pike...

Enemy...

Over there.

We have decided to rank you
to be reduced to first lieutenant.

Lieutenant Sosa, it's not personal,
but the printing plates are gone.

You were responsible for that.

You're lucky you don't
have to go to prison.

Good day, Director McCready.
-Lieutenant, pressed in.

Colonel Smith, the court is here
failed...

...a service assignment
of General Morrison...

...which states your mission.

Your Honor, it was
a secret operation...

...without official orders.

And the only one who can testify for you
has been killed. Is that right?

No, he was not killed.
General Morrison has been murdered.

Colonel, I've been around for a long time.
I know those units of yours.

They're crooks.

Such units pose a danger
for our armed forces.

Why isn't Black Forest on trial?

Black Forest does not fall
under court-martial.

Where's the plan, boss?
Where is the escape route?

The mission isn't over yet, Lieutenant.

I will clear our names.
We find Pike and the plates.

Whatever happens.

Your Honor, these men
were under my command.

You should only condemn me.

Absolutely not. We volunteered
participated in this.

I don't want to be tried separately.
-I refuse to be tried separately.

Under military disciplinary law
this court condemns...

...the members of the Alpha Team,
or A-Team...

...to a prison sentence
in an extra secure facility...

...for a period of ten years.

You will lose your military rank...

...and you will be dishonorably discharged.

What a shitty prank.

Session adjourned.

Scandalous.

Do not touch me.

Order...

A disgrace.

Are you happy now, Charisa?

Call your men to order.

Don't touch me.
-It is a shame.

SIX MONTHS LATER

MILITARY CRIMINAL INSTITUTION

Hello, Mr. Lynch. That's a long time ago.

You look relaxed, Lynch.
Lots of cameras here.

Yes indeed.

But there are some technical problems.

They only find out when they look back.

Hannibal... Can I say Hannibal?
I can't say Colonel anymore.

Six months.

I've been waiting for your escape...

...so you with your men
would lead me to those records.

But you didn't do anything.

Everyone thought you were
worked with Pike.

Except for you.

Pike killed Morrison,
framed us and stole the records.

And I know where he is.

Nobody knows where he is.

A photo of him.

From a month ago, somewhere in Europe.

We think it's a statue
of a video camera.

Frankfurt, Germany.

How did you get that?

Patience, Lynch.

I can do a lot in one minute.

I can do almost anything in an hour.

And in six months I am
invincible. I know Pike.

Who is that Arab?
-We do not know.

We think he's the mysterious one
pawn is in the background.

An intermediary, a buyer.

Lynch, we have the same enemies
and you have few options.

My team is your only chance.
-I'm not so sure.

Then why are you here?

You want your own printing press.

That's how far your patriotism goes.

What do you want from me?

I want to clear our names.

You know like no other
what a name is worth.

Listen...

...I demand rehabilitation
and a clean criminal record...

...for me and my team.

I can't get you out of here.
At least not legally.

The Langley boys are good at this.

Make sure you get the right dose.

And by right I mean perfect.

A Cuban. Shame.

CAUSE OF DEATH: HEART ATTACK

You don't have access...

...to my dojo.

Satan enters the pub...

What is this? A swimming pool? A steam cabin?

Yes, that helps the boys.

How do you achieve that?

It's about what you know about them.

Has your son returned from Afghanistan yet?

Yes thank you.
His mother and I are so grateful.

Captain...

You left something on the bed.

You could have hidden it.
-Why would I?

You drive Me crazy. See you later.

Luit, thanks for the boots.

Come on. With pleasure, man.

Smith escaped, Lieutenant.

Send me after him.

Smith and his team worked with
Brock Pike and Black Forest.

I can get those records back for you.

You know that.

Holla what? Holla who?

Hello me.

Let me out.

You're really brown.

To block. Don't let anyone in.

Data from the day in question
have been removed.

Why am I not surprised?
-Torn out.

The cigar was in the spine of that book.

Subtle.
-And this...

This allows you to keep an eye on everything.

This is a signal disruptor.

High-tech stuff. It sends a signal
to each camera.

So we don't see him.
Nobody knows who he is.

And then the question arises.
Was the CIA in prison with Smith?

It sounds bizarre, but the CIA
helped him.

Who helped us?

The same guy from Baghdad. Lynch, C.I.A.

What are we talking about?
Blank criminal record? Rehabilitation?

Both.
-What about Pike and the records?

Punishment...

So you haven't become religious?

I'm going to get revenge.

Nice...

I know a few guys
who think the same way.

I'm counting on that.

Prisoner transport

TOLERANCE andamp; COMPASSION

Emergency exit now.

Hannibal.

Baracus, don't do that.

Where is he going?

Baracus, damn it.

Sosa...

Baracus and Peck have already escaped.
Murdock is the only one left. In Germany.

How did you know that door's weight?
could wear?

Just. He weighs 100 kilos, right?
-Something like that...

Remember that job in Venezuela?

But that was a dwarf.

There it is.
-He's back.

Good feeling. Good to be back.

Nice to see you again.
-Yes.

Thank you.
-You look good.

Good to see you.

Where's your mohawk?

Don't you like my new haircut?

Do I like it?
We had those clippers for you, right?

I used that.

What is?

Say it.

Boys...

I can't kill anymore.

What do you mean?

I made a vow.

Vow?
-Nonviolence.

I'll still do anything for you.

But I can't kill.

Old habits die hard...

...but still I have to change.

Everyone in the neighborhood used to say:

Bosco is a bad one.
He collects scalps.

That's where the mohawk came from.

Always making war.

That's what warriors are for.

Hannibal, I don't miss that life.

I want to help you find Murdock...

...but I don't kill anymore.
-Not even Pike?

Not even if it clears your name?

I just want a clear conscience.

Well, where's that crazy lunatic?

MILITARY PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL

Murdock, a package from Annabelle Smith.

View the film in three dimensions.

So real...

Movie, movie, movie...

I will knight you.

You must bow your head. Again.

Bow your head immediately.
You're not allowed to look at me. Clearly?

Movie, movie...

Now you're looking at me again.

Can I help you?
-Yes, I'm looking for Captain Murdock.

That way.

El diablo.

Okay, calm down.

Don't talk during the movie.

To fail...

Look, it's 3D.
-I've had enough of 3D.

Captain Murdock.

Do you remember me from Baghdad?

It has been sprayed flat.
-He's not just sitting here.

His entire team has escaped,
only he doesn't.

Search everything.
See if he's really alone.

Captain, your carriage is ahead.

Sorry I have to go.
I'll hear how it turns out.

Charisa, where are you? Stay beautiful.

Gas, B.A.
-Come on, crazy.

Get the truck.

She's shooting at us.

You have to see those bullets in 3D.

Like they're really shooting at us.
-That's right, crazy.

Fuses.
-Rams.

Halt...

Damn. Sorry.

They drive to the runway.

Gentlemen...

That's Hannibal Smith.

Are you armed?
or escaped convicts?

No.
-We do, and that means...

This is a bad idea.

You're a grown man. Get in.

Do you want to steal this plane?
-That's why I joined the Army.

We have to get out of here. Get in.

Strong and smart. Thanks, guys.

Can I have the keys?

You don't need any keys.

I do.
-What a bad idea.

He just came out of the institution.
Are the real pilots gone?

Everything will be fine.
-Get one of those.

Will I pass out then?

I hope so, because otherwise
I'll knock you out.

Bosco, all those buttons are driving me crazy.

Shut up.
-Come on, Murdock.

I'll turn myself in.
-What is this for?

Come on.
-Mazzel.

Hold on.

Stop...

Face, your girlfriend is back.

Backwards.

Get out.

The C-130 versus the Mercedes Benz.

To take off.

Can it go faster?
-I'm trying.

Hold on.

Traffic control.

We expect light turbulence.

Please remain seated until the light comes on
Fasten Seatbelt is out.

Do not panic. Due to turbulence
No plane has ever crashed before.

What is that?

But UAVs are also coming
with missiles on board.

And they will make you crash.

Here they come. Launch missile defense.

Did you see that? That's what I call distraction.

And death.

Hold on.

Upside down.

Murdock, what are you doing?

Do you remember Mexico?

Ladies and gentlemen,
if you look out to the right...

...you see that the right wing
is on fire.

Tango in the picture. Missile searches.

This is Lieutenant Sosa. Don't fire.

Force it to land.
It contains escaped convicts.

They stole from the military.
I want to see the nose camera.

Missile fired.

Hit.

The Hercules is disabled.

Sorry, Lieutenant. I'm sorry.

Unbelieveable.

A parachute with the Buford attached to it.

Get rid of the Reapers now.

They're 3,000 miles away.

Give me the one who controls them.

The Reapers must go,
otherwise I'm screwed.

I want them alive.

Everyone okay?
-Would they think we're dead?

Don't think so.

Tell them we're off that plane.
-We're off the plane.

Hannibal.

You can breathe below 20,000 feet, right?

What do you mean, 20,000 feet?
-Switch to the old system.

What now?

Bosco, I'll just open a window.

What are you doing now, bitches?
What should you do now?

Let me too.

What do we do in a falling tank?
-The plane exploded.

When?
-Just. By the Reapers.

Which Reaper?

Who are trying to kill us.

This is your fault.

Technically we're not flying.
-I know that. We're falling, crazy.

UAV-2 in the water.
We've lost one Reaper.

Hannibal, we have a problem.

Brace yourself.

Super...

Face, the cannon.
There will be a lake in half a mile.

What am I shooting for?
-Trust me.

Turn 82 degrees.
-Ammunition...

Firework...
-Boom.

Firework...

Are they shooting that other Reaper?

No, they drive the tank.

He flies.
-A tank can't fly, you fool.

Turn 16 degrees.

Firework...

Turn 34 degrees.
-Hannibal...

Guard...

Firework...

Here Hammer, we are...

Is that a hit?

Walk forward and wait.

Murdock, hatch closed.

Hatch closed. Does that work?

Boss...
-Come on...

Shutter...

I don't want to die yet.

Boss, I'm not aiming at anything.

It was a pleasure.

The last journey is always the most beautiful.

Fire everything.
-Come on.

HOW DO I DRIVE?

Ask God for forgiveness.

That's mean for the fish.

You're cheating.

You with your whining...

You chase them away.

CIA OFFICE
FRANKFURT, GERMANY

Busy bees. Busy bees.

Boys, the coats can come off.

I sweat like a whore in church.

Smith and his team are above Mannheim
taken down by two Reapers.

Maybe it's code, but it says
that they flew into a tank.

NORAD says they are dead,
but that's not confirmed.

Of course.

A German Hausfrau claims that she
saw a tank in a lake...

...with someone who looked like Murdock.

Which way is Berlin?

He asked for directions to Berlin.
-That is not possible.

That's the second time this week
that Smith is killed.

Is that possible?

What do you have for me?
-Watch.

We have images
from Smith's visitor...

...but we don't know who it is.

Hello, beautiful boy.

Wait, I've seen it before.
I know him.

Baghdad.

Put me through to Langley,
we're going fishing.

I only understood some fragments.
But what was ours?

We never are.
-Stop for a moment.

I have a message from Lieutenant Sosa.
She's looking for Officer Lynch.

He's never there.

Agent Lynch, from Baghdad?

General Morrison's tent?

Away...

What do we have her for?

She has a nice character.

Who am I speaking to?

With Captain...Lieutenant Sosa.

Am I speaking to Officer Lynch?
I don't know your first name.

Me neither. What can I do for you?

I'm watching a recording of you
at Fort Carson.

Nice thing.

Have you looked up former Colonel Smith?

I don't know what you're talking about,
former captain.

If you helped Smith escape...

...and is currently helping him...

Oh boy...

If you can prove that...

...immediately shoot you up five ranks.

And if you are looking
to those printing plates...

...then I really do everything
to disappoint you.

I want her phones, computers,
everything she works with.

I want to know everything. Eavesdrop on everything.

I want to be aware of every step.
-She does work for DOD.

As far as I'm concerned, she works for GOD. Do it.

Boss, look.

A photo of Pike
in the Königsbank in Frankfurt.

Him and an unknown Arab...

...went last month
regularly to that bank.

Pike gets sloppy.

But what are the chances
that Smith knows this too?

Zero, this comes from the database
from the Pentagon.

Smith can never have this.

Just assume they have more
information than we do.

Pike has the pressure plates to the
Königsbank brought to Frankfurt.

The last plates will be released tomorrow
handed over to the Arab.

That's the only time
that all plates are in one location.

Our only chance to get them back.

They take the 7:15 PM train
to Zurich.

Gentlemen, we are going to take care of it
that they miss that train.

Time for your old flame.

If she's really that good,
she goes to Frankfurt...

...to intercept those plates.

Why do you want to tip her?
-She's a warrior...

...and she must be prepared.

Eyes and ears open.

Charisa Sosa.

And now the problem.

If Sosa knows where we are,
Lynch keeps an eye on her.

If he thinks she's getting in the way,
he will definitely clean her up.

Face, to the station.

With Sosa.

When danger threatens from Lynch,
then solve that.

Code green. I repeat, code green.

Something's wrong.

They shadow us.
Get out. This is not good.

See without being seen.

Hello beauty.
-Is this phone yours?

Otherwise I couldn't talk to you.

Lynch eavesdrops on everything.
Withdraw your team now.

I'll find you, Face.

Don't contact her right away.

Not if I find you first.

What are you doing?
-I'm trying to save you.

Charisa...

You know we're innocent.

You know that.

You are lying. Just like then in Baghdad.

I didn't know anything about those printing plates.

Not then.

You lie about bursting.

Stop that and give in
that you lied.

When?
-Do you want to talk about it?

Yes I want that.
-You heard I was a player.

But when I got serious, you got scared.

I? Not at all.
-Oh yes.

You panicked and fled.

Charisa, come on.
You know I'm wanted everywhere.

Do you think I'm here?
for what old pain? Not really.

I'm here because we were framed.

I'm here because the truth
the risk is worth it.

I believe in you,
even if you don't believe in me.

I forgot how beautiful you are.

Keep that phone with you.

Oh my God. He's armed.

He has a gun.

A weapon.

Softy...

Where's Peck?

Good question. Go find him.

KÖNIGSBANK TOWER FRANKFURT,
GERMANY

Okay, let's get started.

I'm going downstairs. Taking positions.

Stay close to me.

I do not see anything.

How are you?
-Murdock, here comes the Arab.

A hard blow, deep into the far field.

Murdock runs to the wall and catches the ball.

B.A., the briefcase fell.

I have to get out of here.

B.A., the plates.

There are explosions and gunfights
at the Königsbank.

Take us to that building.

I had to do my best, Baracus.
My condition is no longer what it was.

Unfortunately.

Where's the rest?

Smith, Peck, that crazy pilot.
What's his name?

Then I'll get you. Bring it on.

What are you doing? Are you tired?

I'm not going to hurt you.
-No, I'm hurting you.

I don't want to kill you.
-No, because I'm going to kill you.

I'm serious, Pike.

I have two guns.
Left-handed, remember?

As soon as it is tense, I pull.
-I swear to God, I will.

You're not a coward, are you?

Well...?

Damn.
-Do you want a lift?

You saved me.
I couldn't shoot him.

Out of the way.

Lay down.

We've got him.

Yes, this is enough police.

Very nice.
You're lucky there are people there.

No honey. You are lucky.

Okay, no word from the Arab yet.

Sosa is at the station.
-Have you seen her?

Have you spoken to her?

I had no choice. Believe me.

I also believe you make bad decisions
takes when women are involved.

What are you thinking about now?

Lynch's men wanted to kill her.

I do not believe that.

Why are you so angry?
We have the records.

And she is now aware.

She knows it wasn't us.

She goes crazy when she hears who it is.

You knew it.

You knew it.

You knew...

...that if you let me live,
that this would happen.

There is no other way.

Hannibal...

You know who this is?

All of us.

Morrison?

Jesus Christ.

I don't know if it brings luck,
but good hunting, friend.

Thank you.

Dirty Bastard.

Morrison? Holy shit.

Outwards.

Everyone outside.

When Lynch helped me escape,
I knew you were involved.

You and Pike wanted to work with Lynch
stealing those records...

...and then you screwed him.
Just like you cheated on us.

Lynch didn't want to share with us.

He just wanted to use us.

You were his insurance.

I never thought you
would betray your best friend.

I struck as soon as I could.
I'm a fighter.

You are a liar and a cheater.

You knew Morrison was that Arab.
Why didn't you say that?

I wasn't one hundred percent sure.
-But 99?

Would you have told me then?

Lynch, what were you thinking?
That I would kill him?

I still think that.

Do you have the records?
-Otherwise I wouldn't call you.

Smith, bring back the plates,
kill Morrison and get on with life.

I want an official amnesty
for me and my men.

From the White House, Interior
Business and the High Command.

Do you hear me?

Then I need a little more time.

How many?

TIME TO GOAL

Five minutes.

I wait.

Do you have the records?

Otherwise I wouldn't call you.

Smith, bring back the plates,
kill Morrison and get on with life.

I saw your grave at Arlington.

You died a national hero.

Death is too easy.

And we don't want any more lies either.

Don't do it, Hannibal.
You owe me that.

You owe me. You're going
tell us we are innocent.

You owe me.

Hannibal, it's no use.

What are you still fighting for?

For your rank? Your reputation?
All worthless.

You are condemned.

Plates or no plates.
You are fugitives...

...and when they're done with you,
they dump you.

Zulu 1, Zulu 1, here Broadsword.
You can open fire.

Broadsword. Did you think of that?

Awesome. Broadsword. Broadsword.

Boss, could you do that?

With us? What Morrison did?

I'd rather face the firing squad.

But you didn't see it coming.

I didn't see it coming.

Get out.

Wonderful. That's like Call of Duty, right?

Here's the deal. No press release.
And no local police or media.

Shut everything down and no planes.

Get a CIA detective team.
I want those records back.

The German police have your entire team
held in the Königsbank.

That's Smith's package.

I work alone.

I like to travel light.

Things like loyalty
are too big for your hand luggage.

I thought you were working with Smith.

Wrong thought.

Yes, we have guns.
No, you are not allowed to search us.

If you want a deal, you can.

What do you think about it
If I spend my future...

...destroying yours?

Be smart and come up with a deal...

...before anyone else does.

Former captain.

Unless you have a document like this...

...this young man is mine.

Come along.

How do they get an eviction notice?

Sorry, Pike. I have to me
follow the rules.

So does the CIA.
Only our rules are cooler.

Lynch, if I locked you in here,
the world would thank me.

That's not nice.

Lynch? That has to be.

Stay near the fire, boys.

Then they can use our body heat
do not signal.

That Lynch wanted to clean us up so badly,
that he forgot the plates.

What about your nonviolence, B.A.?

Are you mad? It should.

Morrison was the only one who could help us.

Without him we have nothing.

What do we do now, boss?
-No idea, Murdock.

I don't know.
-I do.

That Lynch, I think I got him.

Do you have a plan?
-How do we get out of this?

Give me 20 minutes.

Morrison is dead, and so is Smith and his team.

In fifteen minutes
we know where the plates are.

Are you enjoying yourself?

No, but I'll get you back
because you cheated on me.

We had a deal.
-We do not.

With Morrison.
And you wanted to get me out.

What is this?
-Do we do it in the car?

Will he do it?

Genius.

What are you doing? What is he doing?

Jesus.
-How are you, Kyle?

Are you OK?
-Fine.

Things aren't going well at all. What are you doing?

This is a European silencer.

Turn counterclockwise.
Is that how you hold a gun?

And you're still alive? Unbelievable.

A last wish, not by him.

If Sosa knows we're still alive,
then she thinks the same about Morrison.

Let's hope
that Lynch is still eavesdropping on Sosa.

With Sosa.
-I have General Morrison.

What do you say? I can not hear you. Who is this?

This was not prepared.
-Go away. Should I teach you?

Do me a favor
put the barrel to my head.

Sure?
-Well done.

Before you hit someone else.

Calm down.

When you captivate someone, always care
that you see his hands.

That was cool.

Nice?
-Yes. Very nice.

Are you okay, idiot?
-That was a hit.

Boo it.
-That's not necessary at all.

Who are you talking to?
Brad, phone or gun.

Jesus.
-One at a time.

Put down that gun.

I didn't cheat on you. That was Morrison.

I really want to shoot you.
-Just listen to this.

Is this Smith?

From an ex-colonel for an ex-captain.

I know I have 30 seconds
before I'm polled.

We can prove our innocence.

Okay, let's back up a bit.

So you have Morrison? General Morrison?

Correct.
-Empathize?

Yes, despite Lynch's assassination attempt.

Too much to explain now...

...but Morrison can exonerate us
and nailing Lynch.

Not without the plates.

I have that too.

Remember, Lynch thinks we
are dead and it should stay that way.

Give me a pen. Does anyone have a pen?

LA Port, 48 hours, sunrise.

I'll deliver you Morrison and the records...

...in exchange for a new trial
before a civil judge.

Okay, we have a deal.

LA Haven, in 48 hours.

One joke from you
and the deal falls through.

Do we have it?
-No...

Pike...

Do you believe in retakes?

Now it is.

Overdone?
-I thought it was perfect.

Now I.

Keep that phone with you.

With Sosa.
-Hello beauty.

They're kind of unlucky, aren't they?

Do you need a B.A. to see. Just a big banana.

Good morning friend.
-Good morning.

Rabbi Binky Rabinowitz?

What passport did I give you?
-You are from Tanzania. My mother too.

Shit.
-What happened?

...convert Africans to Judaism.
Those things.

Be ready. Three on my side.

Two behind me and one northeast.

Wait a second.

Shalom...

What is he doing?
-Murdock tells his life story.

There is a God.

Do you speak Swahili?
-Not you?

Do you have everything?
-Almost.

There are some big things coming
via the Atlantic Ocean.

A freighter with black market trade.

How do we get there?

A boat. That's what I mean. On the open sea.

This is how I want to travel. In style.

Nice and safe. We don't have to fly.

Bosco, one day we'll get you
get rid of your fear of flying.

That's not a boat.

But not today.

Don't you remember what I said?
Always collect after the injection.

Mistake.

Damn. My head.

Coconut curry tapenade.

Give it here, fool.

Do you have slices of toast?

Voila. Slices of toast.

I was unconscious again, right?

Okay, that injection, unconscious...

Hannibal and Face.

The curry tapenade, Murdock.

It feels like me
fell on my face.

Tell me that.

Lynch is a paradox.
Murdock, are you ready?

A guy who needs anonymity
but loves theatre.

He is a director, not an executor.

Which?

Very good.

So he stays far away.

And never gets your hands dirty.
But we are going to change that.

You don't fake me.

No sparks, no fire,
not even a flashlight with this stuff.

Carefully.

He's never around
of the seat of the fire.

He's somewhere safe
to pull the strings.

Mom...mom...

Why do we have so many?

Better to be shy than to be shy.

So we lure him out of his hole.

Lynch. Over here, Lynch.

Where he doesn't want to be.

And then we take care
that the whole world can see him.

To ask?

What's up, boss man?

Hey, B.A...
-It's getting intense, isn't it?

I can't promise you it isn't.

I want to read something to you.

A victory through violence...

...equals defeat...

...because it is short-lived.

Gandhi.

Use violence if it is in your heart...

...and don't use non-violence
to conceal powerlessness.

Who said that?

Same person.

Gandhi dared to fight
for what he believed in.

What do you believe in?

What is?

I do not know. I think ahead.

You know, we're alive
came out of battle...

...with the four of us. Thanks to that old man.

I know.
-I'm not him.

Face, I know.
-Murdock, I'm not Hannibal.

Who has the most to lose here?

I...

And I trust you.

Yes, I know, but...

...you're crazy.

Not surprising.

The eagle has landed. Everyone ready?

Okay, Team 1 in action.

Okay, Team 2 on its way.

Okay, is everyone ready?

The curtain rises.

Showtime.

That's Smith. NB.

Ground team in position?

Ready.

In position.

Shooter Team 1, confirm.

Spotter 1, ready.

Limit radio traffic.

Morrison is the target.
It's about the records.

He talks to Sosa. I want to hear it.

We had a deal.

I want to hear them.

But I'm changing the deal.
-Are you kidding me?

This is a complicated matter
and you have nothing to offer.

Listen or stay for the rest
of your life on the run.

I have Morrison and the records.

I'm in danger, Sosa.
-We don't do it in the port.

We don't turn ourselves in.

We don't turn ourselves in.

You have to do what I say.

Get lost.

She insults him.

Face, B.A., let's go.
Sosa deceived us.

Murdock, get the chopper.

He takes him with him. Do you see it?

For God's sake, calm down.
-I'm calm. He takes him with him.

Don't do that, Hannibal.

That's Morrison. Turn it off.
-Does he have the records?

Smith has the records.
-I'm going for Morrison.

You are sitting very close to the fire.

What happened?

What is he doing?

Where are they? Say something. Have they been there?

This was a lot easier
with three plastic cups.

Pay attention, everyone. Don't do anything rashly.

You can beat Lynch with three things.

Wat are they doing?

Distraction.

What is happening?

Feint.

A feint. Pay attention to the containers.

They go for the exits. Spruce.

Do not shoot. Back.
-Ground teams, firing.

Holy shit.

Ground team, fire contact.

Smith is screwing you.

He's trying to distract you.
Now be smart.

Take them out.

Enemy. Tower and bow. Peck and Baracus.

And divide.

Ambush. Pull back. Away.

What is this? What is happening?

All right, boy.

Peck and Baracus. To shoot.
-I know what I am doing.

Okay, paintballers. Action.

B.A., position 2.

Okay, the turning point.
That's how I feel about your well thought out plan.

Jesus Christ.

There goes your plan, Smith.

What was that?
-Face, what was that?

Pike hit the ship.
Hole in the hull.

And the plan?
-There's a hole in it. Improvise.

Bosco, get out of there.
-I'm going to see Hannibal.

I'll grab the printing plates.

The boat capsizes. Away.

Hold on.

Bosco, Pike is above us.
I'm running low on ammo.

How are you, pretty boy?

You really squeeze everything out of your weapon.

Friends and bullets.
When you need them, they aren't there.

Don't take it personally,
but look here...

Laugh. Wait for the flash.

Baracus.

Bosco...

Lynch...

Lynch...

Come on, Lynch.

Smith, stop that nonsense.

Lynch...

Come on, Lynch.

Lynch...

Where am I?

Come on, Lynch.

Lynch...

Where am I, Lynch?

There you are, Hannibal.
I've been looking for you everywhere.

Don't let that scarf fool you.
My Muay Thai isn't bad.

My jiu-jitsu is a little better, but...

You had all this figured out
with those containers...

...the cars and the fireworks.
Lynch, Lynch, Lynch.

How irritating.

But you did give Pike a rocket.

And that's where it went wrong.

Hannibal, don't do that.

Smith, you had the best recipe
could have in the world.

But there were some bullets in your batter.

Lynch, no...

And then the cake fails.

Your witness, your weapon, your problem.

You have served your country well.

Hello, Ben. Where were you all this time?

Look at us, Hannibal.
Grown men. I'm bleeding.

You're bleeding.

Don't stand.

Your Muay Thai is just as bad
if you do jiu-jitsu.

Stick to firearms.

Give me a weapon
and you get a bullet.

I said I'd shoot you.

Kevlar saved your life.

But it doesn't protect your head.

Well, if you melt it.

Hannibal. Don't do it.

You beat someone like that with three things.

Distraction.

What is happening?

Feint.

And distribution.

Don't let me live.

And then you show it to the whole world.

Very good.

Surprise.

Officer Burress.

What do you call me?
-Vance Burress. That's your name, right?

That name is on this order...

...and unless you also have such a document...

No, that doesn't help you either.

Calm...

You have been arrested for attempt
to murder, filing false claims...

...and theft of secret printing plates.

The plan worked well.

Despite the fact that Pike
that boat blew up.

Not a bullet got through.

How do you feel?

Not so good. No not so good.

I feel so normal.

I should have shot you straight away.

Agent Burress, that's it.

Take him with you. Come on, princess.

What is the difference between a
concussion and a bruise?

Does not matter.

Murdock, that was great.
That helmet worked. And the ketchup.

Well done. Are you okay? Had a big blow?

Leave Hannibal from now on
just make the plans.

How is your conscience?

Peaceful.

Leave it on.

Who is Sosa?
-I.

We will take the prisoner from you.

I have an arrest warrant.

You know, I'm a doc. I'll help you.

Do you need stitches? Please.
I can stitch very well.

Gentlemen...

...the CIA believes in one
deep work ethics...

...and a professional standard.

That's why we offer our sincere
apologize for what happened here.

Good day.

Where are you taking him?

Who...?

You didn't give your name.

My name is Lynch.

Naturally.

Did he say Lynch?

Let it go.

Calm.

Calm...

Take the pressure plates.

Lieutenant.

Since when have you been here?
-Just a moment.

Hands at home.

What a mess.
But we have the records.

Unfortunately you are accused
of evading custody.

What is he talking about?

We were innocent
but escape is illegal.

Smith and his team have us
helped with the printing plates.

There is an arrest warrant
and that must be implemented.

What nonsense, sir.

Maybe for them
but for you, captain...

You will get your old rank back.

We're turning them over to the US Marshalls
in Long Beach.

A C-5 will be ready in half an hour.

It just has to be done.
-It's unfair.

I'm like Houdini
I'll chew right through those cuffs.

Just get in there.

Wait a second.

Guard...

This is not right.

There's nothing wrong with this
and I'm going to do everything I can.

I know that.
-I'm sorry, Face.

Good plan, Face.

Yes, we'll get Lynch
and go to jail themselves.

We returned the plates.
We did the right thing.

Yes, and look what they do to us.
What nonsense.

Are we being pipped again?
They keep getting us back.

Guys, how coincidental
things also seem...

...there is always a plan.

Boy...

I don't want to steal your lines, boss, but...

It's wonderful when a plan works.

Wanted by the government...

...they survive as mercenaries.

If you have a problem...

...and no one can help you...

...and you can find them...

...then rent...

How's the new bed?
-Awesome.

I know this is good for your body,
but how do you protect your face?

By being careful with it.

Clearly.

Is that all? Come on.

Los...

That Murdock is crazy.

I wonder if he's really crazy...

...or crazy.

I felt something.