All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S05E02 - Trial by Fire (2) (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

Good evening. I'm standing
inside the entrance

to Fort Owen
in Southern California,

where, in a heavily
guarded stockade,

the most infamous war
criminals in US military
history are confined.

Their names are
already familiar to us:

Colonel John "Hannibal" Smith,
Lieutenant Templeton Peck,

and Sergeant B.A. Baracus,
the legendary A-Team
of the Vietnam War.

Former war heroes
turned popular cult figures,

they were finally captured
after nearly 15 grueling years
as fugitives

running from
their own government.

They've been through a lot,

but now the most
difficult challenge
ever faced by the A-Team

is about to begin--
a military court-martial.

Reporting live from Fort Owen
in Southern California,
this is Tiiu Leek.

(GUN FIRING)

So, this is where they are.

The A-Team? Yes, sir.

They're in an area below
in the stockade.

But with all due respect,
Major, from what I hear,

it'll be no easy trick
holdin' onto 'em.

From what I hear,
you are absolutely right,
Corporal.

As you were.

Major Laskov, sir.

GENERAL GILBERT:
Major Laskov, I've heard
some good things about you.

You may stand at ease.

Conviction, conviction,
conviction again.

Your prosecution record's
real impressive, Major.

Everybody in Washington's
talking about you.

I trust
we picked the right man
to handle this case.

I believe you did,
General, yes.

Convicting the A-Team
is awfully important
to a lot of people.

I understand, sir.

I'm here to see to it
that you really do understand.

Now, Major Laskov,

that these men
have evaded capture
and repeatedly humiliated us

on Capitol Hill
is readily apparent.

But the Joint Chiefs
are far more concerned

about something else.

This so-called
heroic legend

that Smith, Peck, and Baracus
have created for themselves

is a slap in the face
to every man and woman

that honorably served
in Southeast Asia.

Well, hell, the A-Team
is an insult to anybody
that ever wore a uniform.

I couldn't agree
with you more, sir.

And we are fully prepared
to see that justice is served.

Well, would you like me
to show you a list
of everybody else

who thought they were
prepared for the A-Team?

Hannibal Smith is rather adept
at invoking the element
of surprise, Major.

With all due respect, sir,
I don't think Colonel Smith's
unorthodox strategies

will be very effective
in the face of a court-martial.

The A-Team will discover
that the element of surprise
is ours this time.

FACE:
And so, after hitting
that crucial home run

in the bottom
of the ninth,

we won the orphanage league
softball championship

and I... I suddenly found myself
as somewhat of a celebrity.

Yeah, a celebrity,
with all 315 young ladies

at Saint Teresa's.

(SIGHS)

Of course, I was only
13 years old at the time,

but I like to think
of that experience

as when I first discovered
my real calling in life.

Yeah.

Did anyone ever tell you

that you have
a very, very special way
with people?

FACE:
No. Apparently not.

You're wasting
your time, Face.

These guys all went
to the Decker School of Charm.

Yeah.
You might be right.

Still, I can't help
but feel we could've had
so much in common.

Hey, Faceman,
if you don't stop
all your jibber jabber,

you're gonna have
my fist in common!

FACE: Ah, don't pay
any attention to him.

He's always this way
during the first few years
of a life sentence.

(CELL DOOR OPENING)

Cheer up, guys.

I think I hear
room service.

I hope you brought
B.A.'s milk and cookies.

He gets cranky.

Somebody's here
to see you, sir!

CONWAY: Gentlemen,
I've never been one
to mince words,

and I have no intention
of starting now.

The government has had years
to build a case against you.

I don't believe you have
much chance of winning.

Well, winning
isn't everything,
as my daddy used to say.

In a court of law,
it's the only thing,
Colonel Smith.

Wait a minute, what do
you mean, "We don't have
much chance of winning"?

I thought you were a hot-shot
criminal defense lawyer.

Given the overwhelming
evidence,

I'd much rather
be prosecuting than
defending you, Lieutenant.

Unfortunately, that job's
already been taken.

As I told you,
I don't mince words.

No, but your optimism
more than makes up for it.

If you feel that way
about us, why you take
the case in the first place?

I received a letter asking me
to look into the charges,

from a very close friend
of yours.

A Frank Santana.

So I made
a few phone calls.

That was when I discovered
that the Army had assigned you
a lawyer

with very limited
trial experience.

Clearly, nobody was
going out of his way

to provide you
with the best defense
the military has to offer.

So you volunteered even though
you believe we're guilty?

What I believe
is irrelevant, Colonel.

We didn't commit no crime!

Can you prove that?

B.A. Baracus don't lie!

I'm afraid we're
going to need something

a little more compelling
than your word on this.

Take it easy, B.A.

The prosecution
is prepared to deal.

Plead guilty
on all counts

to charges of robbery,
treason, and desertion,

or face trial on the somewhat
more serious charge of murder,

Colonel Morrison
being the victim.

Some choice.

Especially seeing that...

Colonel Morrison died
in an artillery barrage.

Captain Josh Curtis claims
he can place you at the scene.

Curtis is lyin'!

The choice is yours,
gentlemen.

I strongly recommend

you consider
the prosecution's offer.

Prison beats execution
any day.

I'm only sorry
I won't be there

to see the joyful tear
in Decker's eye

when he hears
about all this.

I know what you mean.

Hey, Hannibal,
you think somebody really
did kill Colonel Morrison?

I don't know.
Where we're concerned,

the Army's
capable of anything,

but I don't think
they'd manufacture
a lie like that.

What bothers me
is where it could lead.

Why would the idea
of a firing squad bother you?

Face, are those guards
still out of sight?

Yeah.

I'm worried about Murdock.

What about Murdock?

I mean, as far as
they're concerned,

he's just our chopper pilot.

Yeah, but think about
something for a minute.

When we left for Hanoi,
Morrison was still breathing,
right?

Sure.
He's the one that gave us

the final go-ahead
on the mission.

And who was the last one
to see Morrison alive?

Well, Murdock
reported back to HQ
after dropping us off.

What you trying to say?

Crazy Man Murdock
didn't kill nobody.

I know that, B.A.
And you know that.

But is that what
the prosecutor would think?

Hey, Murdock,
how's it going, huh?

As if you didn't know.
Hmm?

Listen, I was thinking,

maybe I could watch
some of the trial with you.

You know, lend a little
support to our boys.

I wanna talk to you.
Come on over here.

Hey, hey.
Stop. Yo!

I just wanna make
a little correction
to something you said.

See, it's not "our boys,"

it's "my boys."
Not "our boys."

Okay, okay.
What do you want from me, huh?

I already told you Stockwell
made me do it, didn't I?

Oh, that's right, yeah.

He was holding up
your dear father's
pension checks, right?

Well, that's a touching
fiction, Frankie.

Hey, that was for real,
Murdock.

And besides,
who was it that got

the best lawyer around
to handle the case, huh?

Frankie Santana,
that's who.

Well, lucky for
Frankie Santana that
Hannibal believes you.

What's he doin' here?

Now you've got somebody
you can watch the trial with.

Mr. Curtis, how did you
come to know the accused?

I met them in Vietnam
while serving

with the late
Colonel Sam Morrison.

And how long were you
with Colonel Morrison?

Two years, sir.

Until he was murdered
in January of 1971.

Objection. The issue of murder
is the ultimate legal issue
before this court

to be determined
by this honorable body,
not by the witness.

All right,
check it out.

My man, Bennie.
All his friends
call him Bennie.

He's gonna make mincemeat
out of these bozos.

Your Honor,
Colonel Morrison's
body was exhumed

from Arlington National
Cemetery last week.

I make an offer of proof
to this court,

and let the record reflect
that I now submit

the official pathology
findings of the Army's
Medical Corps director.

Colonel Morrison
was murdered.

Shot twice at close range
prior to the enemy shelling.

I acknowledge prior receipt
of this report, Your Honor,

but object to
its entry into evidence
on the grounds of hearsay.

JUDGE: Overruled, Mr. Conway.
You may proceed, Major.

Just exactly when do we get to
the "mincemeat" part, Frankie?

You kidding me?

See, he's just letting them
get a false sense
of security, see?

Mr. Curtis,
please tell this court

exactly what happened
on 27 January, 1971.

Colonel Morrison told me
that he had discovered

that Smith, Peck,
and Baracus had planned

on robbing
the Bank of Hanoi.

The colonel's signature
had been forged

on orders requesting
a helicopter for that mission.

The colonel had always trusted
the A-Team implicitly.

This news
was quite a shock to him.

(CHUCKLING)
Objection, Your Honor.

This man's
entire testimony

is based on nothing
but hearsay and speculation.

It lacks foundation.

Okay, now pay attention,
amigo.

We're gonna show them
how we do it in the big leagues.

I offer into evidence
the same offer of proof.

A duplicate
of the document in question.

Handwriting experts
confirm that Colonel
Morrison's signature

is, in fact, a forgery

in the hand
of Lieutenant Templeton Peck.

CONWAY: Best evidence rule,
Your Honor.

Unless the prosecution
can show location
and condition

of the original documents,
how can we rely
on mere copies?

This document had its origin
in the combat zone,
Mr. Conway.

We will allow the duplicates
for what they're worth.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Well, I think things
are going rather nicely
so far, don't you?

I don't know where
he got that phony paper.

Morrison signed the orders
in front of me and handed
them to me personally.

Please continue,
Mr. Curtis.

Well, I... I left
the GHQ for dinner.

Colonel Morrison said
he was going to stay there
and confront the A-Team.

CURTIS:
When I returned,
I heard a very loud argument

from the colonel's office.

The colonel was saying,

"Just because you're
a member of the A-Team

"doesn't mean
you can threaten me."

Did you recognize
the voice of the man
with Colonel Morrison?

Yes, sir, I did.
It was...

It was one of the accused,
Colonel John Smith.

I left immediately
to alert the MPs,

but that was the exact
same time that the shelling
began from the enemy.

CURTIS:
Our headquarters
took a direct hit.

I didn't think anyone
could survive that explosion.

As I looked through
the smoke and the flames,

I did see someone run
from that building.

I swear it was
Colonel John Smith.

He's lyin'!

Order!

We was in North Vietnam
that night!

This is contempt
of court, Sergeant.

I'm not gonna sit down
and let that fool lie!

Sit down!

(SHOUTING)

Restrain the accused!

JUDGE: Order!

(GAVEL BANGING)

Order!

Your Honor, Sergeant Baracus
was trying to say
we didn't do it.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Well, how thoughtful.

They sent somebody
to tuck us in, guys.

HANNIBAL: Come out,
come out, whoever you are.

Thank you
for coming, Colonel.

I was in the neighborhood.
You?

I'm hearing certain things
about your impending trial

that concern me
a great deal.

You're not the only one
who's concerned.

When we first met to
discuss an association
with the A-Team,

I had no idea I was
employing murderers.

You weren't.

We didn't kill
Colonel Morrison.

Well, I understand the Army
is reviewing candidates

for your firing squad.

Aw, gee.

You didn't have
to go to all this trouble
just to cheer me up.

Obviously, my initial
instincts were mistaken.

I don't like to be wrong.

Who are you, Stockwell?

What's this
midnight melodrama?

Well, just call me
an interested third party.

Well, I've got
a suggestion for you.

Obviously, somebody made
a deal with Josh Curtis.

They agreed
to lay off that slime-ball,
gun-running back of his

in return for rolling over
on the A-Team.

Now, if you're really
interested in us,

why don't you use
your influence in
Washington to clear us?

Are you suggesting
that I interfere with
the due process of law?

I figured I'd do better
with a firing squad.

CONWAY:
There's one question
that begs to be asked.

Why'd you wait so long
to come forward with
your testimony?

CURTIS: The war has a way
of leaving very deep scars.

It's been quite a few years
since I've been able to talk
about it at all.

Mr. Curtis, how do you earn
your living, sir?

I'm self-employed.
I'm in the import-export
field.

And what sort of things
do you import and export, sir?

Office equipment,

farm machinery,
that sort of thing.

Weapons?

LASKOV:
Objection.

I fail to see how this line
of questioning concerns us.

The integrity
of these proceedings
very much concern us.

This is an official,
notarized Interpol report
to the French government,

dated May 17th
of this year,

which describes
the prosecution's witness,
Josh Curtis, as, and I quote,

"A principle figure
in international
gun smuggling."

Objection overruled, Major.

Thank you, Your Honor.

So, Mr. Curtis,
what about these reports?

Have you ever been involved
in gun smuggling?

Yes.
CONWAY: No further questions,
Your Honor.

We're in the last
reel now, Madman.

Bennie's on the loose,
the opposition's on the run.

I wouldn't bet on it.

I pursued Colonel Smith
and the A-Team for
three long years.

I lost track of how many
laws they broke

and how much military property
they destroyed.

I can tell you this.

Rules mean nothing
to these men

and they're loyal
to no one but themselves.

I have no doubt that
they're capable of the crimes

for which they're accused.

What a guy.

Colonel Decker,
in those three long years

that you pursued
the A-Team,

were you ever
aware of any civilians
who were in trouble

that they might have helped?

I was.

In your estimation,

how many civilians who were
in trouble did they help
in those three years?

I wouldn't know.
Well, take a guess.

A dozen?
Several dozen?

Several dozen.
But that doesn't make it right.

Thank you.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

And like I said,
before I know what's happening,

those A-Team guys
is all over my case.

I mean, they're wrecking
my auto-repair shop.

Mr. Bertane, I call your
attention to these articles
in Chicago newspapers.

They're investigative reports

about the proliferation
of stolen auto parts.

Would you explain
to this court

why your name
appears so prominently
in these articles?

Objection!

The witness
is not on trial here.

He ought to be.

Nobody has ever convicted
Marko Bertane of no crime!

All I know is that
they wrecked my life

and the business that
my beloved father built
with his own hands!

You guys are animals!
I hope you get what you deserve!

I know what
you deserve, sucker!

Lying fool!

Remove the prisoner
and the witness from
the courtroom.

(GAVEL BANGING)

JUDGE: Order!
Order in the courtroom.

(BERTANE AND B.A. YELLING)

I thought we were beginning
to make some progress.

Well, B.A.'s always been
just a bit high-strung.

Look, if you want them
to believe you're innocent,

the four of you
are gonna have to take
the stand and convince them.

What do you mean,
all four of us?

They're planning to call
your friend Captain Murdock

to testify against you.

Murdock?

I was wondering
why they hadn't named him

in the original indictment.

I think they plan
to break him down on the stand

and then indict him
as a co-conspirator.

Murdock on the stand.

That should be interesting.

Mr. Murdock, do you remember
seeing Colonel Morrison

on the night in question?

Certainly.

I flew the accused
to the aforementioned
Hanoi bank,

and then I returned,
as per my orders,

later that evening
to Colonel...

The late Colonel
Morrison's office.

And what time was this?

About 8:00.

This was before
the enemy shelling?

Oh, yes. It was just before,
as a matter of fact.

You see, that evening,

there was a lot
of enemy activity

as I returned to the base.

And that's why
I had to fly in

fast and low.

(ALL SHOUTING)

This is Captain Murdock.

I'm under attack!
Mayday, mayday!

(SCREECHING)

I'm under attack!
Mayday!

No, is it possible?

Can someone make
a mayday call in January?

Quick, someone bring me
an Army manual.

Oh, I'm sorry, Captain.

We just ran out
of Army manuals,

and all we have left
are the Navy manuals

and a few vegetarian
Boy Scout manuals.

Then you'd better kiss me.

(SCREECHING)

I tried to run my ship
by the book,

but how could I?
I didn't know where
the manuals were.

I mean,
naturally I was upset.

What kind of war was this,
where you run out
of Army manuals?

And all the officers,
they were all unreliable.

They were all disloyal.

But, ah, that's where
I had them.

I knew where
the manuals were.

They laughed at me
and they made jokes,

but I proved beyond
the shadow of a doubt

and with geometric logic
that a duplicate key

to the wardroom bookcase
did exist.

And I would have produced
that key, but...

Um...

naturally, I'm trying to cover
these things by memory,

and if I've left
anything out,

you just ask me
specific questions

and I'll try
to answer them...

one by one.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

As you know, Mr. Murdock
resides in the VA psychiatric
facility in Los Angeles.

JUDGE: Thank you,
Major Laskov.
That's it.

That's all they have.

They still haven't
established motive.

Why would you have wanted
to kill Colonel Morrison?

Now it's up to us
to sell ourselves.

JUDGE: You may call
your next witness, please.

CONWAY: Colonel Smith,
could you tell us

about your mission
on the National Bank of Hanoi?

Well, the war had
dragged on and on.

And then Colonel Morrison
told me that he had

a secret mission
for me and my team

that could possibly
help end the war.

And you were
in favor of that?

Who wouldn't be?

CONWAY: Seems like
an impossibly dangerous thing

to do to rob
the Bank of Hanoi.

How did you ever
hope to pull it off?

It was January 27,
the Tet New Year.

It's the biggest
holiday in Asia.

We knew the streets in Hanoi
would be jammed.

HANNIBAL:
The plan was to come in
early Sunday morning.

The Tet celebration
was really cooking
in the streets

and everything went
according to schedule.

Sergeant Baracus was to
take out the burglar alarm,

while I handled
the guards.

(GRUNTS)

While Sergeant Baracus set
the explosives on the safe,

Lieutenant Peck was outside
obtaining a getaway vehicle.

(FIRECRACKERS WHISTLING)

They didn't notice us
in the bank.

We had the Army money
and then we hit a snag.

Two NVA soldiers
decided to stop by

and hang out right by
the getaway truck.

This forced Lieutenant Peck
to commandeer another vehicle.

When Sergeant Baracus
appeared at the window
to investigate,

all hell broke loose.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

That's quite
a heroic saga, Colonel.

How much did you steal
from the bank?

Ten million piasters.

That's about
one million US dollars.

A Bank of Hanoi audit shows
a loss of 50 million piasters.

Then some North Vietnamese
got very rich.

All we got was 10 million.

You insult
this court, Colonel.

Objection!

Counsel is arguing
with the accused.

Sustained.

The fact is
that Colonel Morrison
discovered your plan

and you weren't about to
let him stand in the way
of 50 million piasters.

Isn't that right?

We wouldn't kill
Colonel Morrison.

Have you ever killed anybody?
In war, of course I did.

Then you are capable
of taking a human life.

That's what you do
in a war to an enemy.

Colonel Morrison
was not an enemy.

So the distinction is
that killing the Viet Cong
was okay?

Now who's insulting
the court?

Just answer the question,
Colonel.

The Viet Cong
was the enemy.

They killed us,
we killed them.

Your Honor,

it may be true
that money alone

was not enough of a motive
for killing Colonel Morrison.

Colonel Smith would
have us believe there
was no motive whatsoever

for murdering
a respected senior officer.

Therefore, I would like
to submit as rebuttal
evidence at this time,

a significant new document

which has only just now
been declassified and come
into my possession.

It is secret congressional
testimony on the US conduct
of the Vietnam conflict

by one
Colonel Chun Van Quyet

of the North Vietnamese
Army.

Objection! This eleventh-hour
maneuver must be disallowed

on the grounds that
Colonel Quyet is not here
for cross examination.

Your Honor, in exchange
for his valuable cooperation
with postwar intelligence,

the Army provided
Colonel Quyet

with a confidential
new identity in this country.

While I know no precedents,
I'll take the evidence
under advisement.

You will note
that on page 1,174,

Colonel Quyet has documented
a list of 20 American soldiers

who provided information
to the North Vietnamese Army
in exchange for money.

At the top of that list

you will find the name
of one Samuel Morrison.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)
Colonel, United States Army.

Colonel Smith,

I submit that you,
Lieutenant Peck,
and Sergeant Baracus

discovered that Morrison
was working with the enemy.

You acted as judge and jury,
you took the law into
your own hands,

and killed him
in cold blood.

Gentlemen, if you have
a rabbit under those hats,

I suggest
you let him out now.

Hey, slow down a minute,
will you? Where you going?

I don't have time
to chat.

I know
where you're going.

You're going after
that Colonel Quyet, huh?

You figure he would've
known Morrison sent you
on that mission, right?

Right.
Well, did it ever
occur to you

that maybe you're gonna
need some help, huh?

Old Frankie Santana
can improve the odds.

I gotta tell you,
I'm getting sick and tired
of Frankie Santana.

Murdock, besides me,
who's the one guy who seems
to know everything, huh?

Stockwell.

Twenty bucks says he's got
Quyet on ice someplace.

Yeah?

Hey, you forgot.
I have his home number.

That's okay,
I forgive you.

Empress 12, urgent.

(PHONE RINGING)

Frankie Santana's
trying to reach you, sir.

They want information
on Quyet.

Ignore him.

Pizza parlor?

How could it be
a pizza parlor?

Never mind.
Never mind, son.

This isn't a job
for ordinary men, anyway.

This takes
a special breed.

Special breed?

What are you talking about,
Murdock?

Now, repeat after me.
Fly by night.

Huh?
Repeat after me.

Fly by night,
Fly by night,

laugh and say,
laugh and say,

beating up bad guys
makes my day.

What'd you eat
for lunch, man?

That's the credo
of the Flying Nighthawk
Commando.

Words to live by.

You'll get the hang of it.

(GROANING)
Colonel Morrison,
an NVA agent.

I just can't believe it.

Seems to be true.

Even so, surely the court
would need more than that

to convict us
of murder.

HANNIBAL:
Ever watchPerry Mason,Face?

Motive, method,
opportunity--

that's what he always
looked for,

and that's what
that prosecutor says
he's got on us.

Well, what are we gonna do?

(SCOFFS)

I think we're
gonna get nailed.

Just checking.

Crazy Man said
he was at headquarters

when Colonel Morrison
was killed.

So?
So he never told us that.

Maybe he forgot.

How could you just forget
something like that?

HANNIBAL:
The mind's a funny thing, Face.

Sometimes it tries
to protect us

by blocking out
unpleasant experience.

You think Murdock could have
killed Colonel Morrison?

That's impossible.

If you found out Morrison
was working for the Viet Cong,

what would you have done?

DISHPAN: We've been here
all night, Murdock.

MURDOCK: Never say die, son.
That's the first commandment.

All clear on
the perimeter.

Wow, you know,
I've always wanted
to wear a hat like this.

You know, it's like
a dream come true.

The second commandment,
soldier, is never say "wow."

I'll have to work on it.

Man, I'm not gonna make any
promises on this mission.

You already know the score.

Three of our flyboys
are down behind enemy lines,

and they need our help.

It's not gonna be a cakewalk

and some of us
ain't coming back

for Thanksgiving dinner
and pumpkin pie.

But are you with me?

It's a damn fine bunch
of boys, Frankie.

Okay.

Well, this puppy's
set to pop.

You and your friends might
wanna step back for this.

The third commandment is never
leave your cap in plain sight.

That's a good one.

Now!

Whoa, man!
Did you see that?

Put three cameras on this,
with a little backlight

and bee smoke,
we're talking
masterpiece theater.

Men. Men,
the A-Team brief.

Find Colonel Quyet's
address.

Get a copy
of the A-Team brief.

DISHPAN: With all this help,
how could we miss it, huh?

Bingo!

Chun Van Quyet.

It's a wrap.

Men, I think our mission
is accomplished.

LASKOV: What a harrowing
physical display you gave us.

Do you always solve problems
with your fists, Sergeant?

I can take care
of myself.

As you so vividly
demonstrated.

I apologize if any
of my questions offend you.

I wonder if Colonel Morrison
made the same mistake in 1971.

I already told you,
I didn't kill him.

Then perhaps you know who did.
If I knew, I would tell you.

Who pulled
the trigger, Sergeant?
Was it Colonel Smith?

B.A.: Hannibal
was in Hanoi with me.

Or Lieutenant Peck?
Him, too.

Oh, I see. I see.
You were all in Hanoi.

All right, then let's talk
about Captain Murdock,
your pilot.

Now, he testified
under oath that he had
returned to headquarters.

Oh, no.

Everybody in the world
know the man is a fool.

He's crazy.

He sees people
that ain't really there.

He talk in circles
all the time.

He seems like
a disturbed individual.

Do you think he's dangerous?

Murdock won't hurt nobody.

I wonder.

JUDGE: If there are no further
questions, Major Laskov,

we will take a one-hour
recess for lunch.

All right, soldier,
this is where he works.

Let's synchronize
our watches.

I'm not wearin'
a watch.

A Fighting Nighthawk Commando
always wears a watch.

Let me guess,
fifth commandment, right?

No, fourth.
Fourth.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

A table for two,
gentlemen?

No, we're here
to see the man.

And what man
are you referring to?

Colonel Chun Van Quyet.

I believe
the United States Government

set him up
in this restaurant.

I don't believe
I'm familiar with him.

Perhaps my co-workers are.

DISHPAN:
That's Quyet. Come on.

Gentlemen, I trust
you had a pleasant lunch.

I trust you have
more on your mind
than our happy tummies.

I'll be brief.

We all know that
what the Army wants
out of this trial

is an A-Team conviction.

But what I'm interested in
here is justice.

I think that the panel
can be convinced

that Captain Murdock
was operating on his own

and in a questionable
mental condition

when he killed
Colonel Morrison.

Help me do that.
It could save your lives.

Major, you can
take your proposal...

Nice try, Major.

CONWAY: But we've got this
beat and you know it.

(SCOFFING)

I just learned
that Captain Murdock
has located Quyet.

Now, if his testimony
confirms your story,
you guys are off the hook.

Now all we have to do
is recall Josh Curtis
to the stand

and find out
why he lied.

BAILIFF: All rise.

This court-martial
is back in session.

His Honor
Colonel Thomas Milo
presiding.

I'm sorry to begin
the afternoon with
this sad news,

but I want the counsel
to be informed

that a principal witness
in this case has had
a tragic accident.

Captain Josh Curtis was
killed early this morning
by a hit-and-run driver.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Well. So much
for recalling Curtis.

If Quyet clears our names,
they'll nail Murdock.

What we gonna do?

JUDGE: Mr. Conway,
would you call your witness?

Your Honor, I'd like to
request a short recess,

given this
recent development...

Your Honor, I think
I can save us a lot of time.

Do you wish to address
the court, Colonel?

I'm changing my plea.
What?

I plead guilty as charged.
I killed Colonel Morrison.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Your Honor, clearly my client
is upset with the...

And I helped him do it.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

It was all three of us.

This court will take
30-minute recess.

Are you out of your minds?

Well, it wouldn't be
the first time we were
accused of it.

Nobody tries to plead guilty
in a capital case.

A man can only live
with his guilt so long.

Yeah, we hate guilt.

But we are winning!

Their case is shot
full of holes and once
Colonel Quyet testifies,

it'll be shot down entirely!

Would you mind not using
words like "full of holes,"
"shot down"?

It conjures up
such a negative image.

All right, you wanna
sabotage your own trial,

I'll just withdraw
and you can do whatever
you want.

I should warn you, though,
that requires a mistrial

and you'll have
to go through this
whole thing all over again.

Suppose we really did
kill Morrison.

You could never kill
anybody in cold blood.

I'm sure of it.

All right, Mr. Conway,
we'll try it your way.

DISHPAN ON RADIO:
Murdock, this is crazy, man.
I don't get it.

I mean, we blocked
the guy's door. We don't
even know if he's home yet.

What if he left town
already?

No, no, no,
he hasn't left.

I just saw him pop his head
through the curtains.

Are you ready?

Yeah, but I still don't think
it's gonna work.

Don't be discouraged, son.

Let the lyrics of
the Fighting Nighthawk
Commandos' theme song

gird your loins.

(SINGING)
Fighting nighthawks
in the sky

Brave and loyal
are these guys

Brothers turning
wrong to right

Murdock, it's Quyet...
Murdock?

...fight, fight, fight

Fighting nightingales,
fighting nightingales

Murdock?

Fighting nightingales

Hey!

Frankie, Frankie,
don't you wanna pick up
all the garbage in the alley?

I told you this was dumb.
I can't get this thing to...

work.

I'm a genius.

Welcome to
Fantasy Island,
Colonel.

What do you want with me?
Information.

I have nothing to say.

Too bad.
Let her rip!

Every litter bit hurts,
Colonel.

Stop it! Stop it!
Okay, okay!

I'll tell you
what you wanna know.

Was Colonel Morrison
a North Vietnamese
operative?

Yes.

Then why did he send the A-Team
to rob the Bank of Hanoi?

It was supposed
to be a trap.

But the message
couldn't get to our unit
in time to stop them.

It was to be
an embarrassment
to your country.

(SIRENS BLARING)

MAN ON MICROPHONE:
United States Army!

Murdock, company!

Throw down your weapon.
You're surrounded.

You are a fool.
I called them.

You must now release me,
or you will die.

A Fighting Nighthawk Commando
doesn't know the meaning
of the word "die"!

What's the first commandment,
Franklin?

Never leave your cap out
in plain view, right?

That's close enough!
Hit it!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Fighting Nighthawk express,
and we're coming through,
so watch out!

Ahh!

MURDOCK AND DISHPAN: (SINGING)
Fighting nighthawks in the sky

Brave and loyal
are these guys

Brothers turning
wrong to right

Never running from
a fight, fight, fight

Well, that's certainly
a cheerful-looking
little group.

Yeah. They could
at least smile.

Will the accused rise?

Stop these proceedings!
Stop the proceedings!

Your Honor...

We have located
a very important witness,

and I believe he can finally
shed some light on this case.

Is that you,
Captain Murdock?

Yes, it is, Your Honor.

And if you'll bear with me,

I believe we can finally
establish some testimony here

that will once and for all
and beyond a shadow
of a doubt prove

that the A-Team is innocent
of all charges.

You may continue.

BAILIFF: Do you swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth,

so help you God?

I do.

What is your name, sir?

Chun Van Quyet.

Are you not the same gentleman
who gave a statement

before the United States
Congress

in regard to
Colonel Morrison's work
for the Viet Cong?

I am.

CONWAY: I see.

Would you give us your version
of the famed mission

on the National Bank
of Hanoi, sir?

I was shocked
when it happened.

Well, wait a minute.
That's not what you told me.

Shh, shh, shh.

We should have anticipated

the A-Team was capable
of such a mission.

I wish Colonel Morrison and I
could have recruited them.

CONWAY: What do
you mean by this?

QUYET: I had many times
told Morrison we should
make them an offer.

But he always said no.

He said they were
loyal American patriots.

CONWAY:
Loyal American patriots?

Colonel Morrison,
the man that these men were
supposed to have killed

in fact held the A-Team
in high regard?

No.

He feared them.

Colonel Morrison
told me that

if Smith and the A-Team
discovered he was an agent,

they would not hesitate
to kill him.

What do you think,
General?

I think the A-Team
looks as guilty as hell.

However, the guilty
must pay for their crimes.

They must have
known the risks.

Tell the pilot I'm ready.

Right away, sir.

Would the accused rise?

What does
the panel find?

MAN: Colonel Smith,
Lieutenant Peck,

Sergeant Baracus,

it is my duty
as president of this court

to inform you that
in closed session,
upon secret ballot,

all of the members
present concur

in finding you
guilty as charged,

and sentencing you
to be put to death.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

JUDGE: The accused are
remanded to military
police custody,

and sentence
will be carried out
as soon as possible.

This court is adjourned.