All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S05E12 - The Grey Team (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

(RINGING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(RINGING)

(RINGING)

(RINGING)

Hello?

SARNOFF:
$100,000 is a great deal
of money, Mr. Anderson.

I trust you are not
avoiding me?

(WHISPERING)
Hey, look, Sarnoff,

I don't want you
calling me here.

Let's meet somewhere
where we can talk.

The time for talking is past,
Mr. Anderson.

My government
has paid you well,

and we now expect
the documents.

You'll get them,
don't worry.

ANDERSON:
After all, this is

classified defense secrets
I'm giving you.

It takes a while to put
something like this together.

When?

Today.

This afternoon.

Then I will be back
in Moscow tomorrow.

Excellent.

MAN 1: Hey, something's up.
MAN 2: Huh?

Kind of early
in the morning

for Anderson's kid
to be out, isn't it?

School doesn't start
for a couple of hours.

And what's that
she's got with her?

Looks like a briefcase.

Check it out.

Paula! Paula!

(CAR TIRES SCREECHING)

(GUN FIRING)

STOCKWELL: Gentlemen, I have
a very important assignment
for you.

Her name is
Paula Anderson.

No, sorry, General.
She's a little young,
you know.

Have her give me a call
in five or six years.

Paula Anderson ran away
from home this morning

and her father's
very concerned.

You gentlemen are
going to find her.

Well, since when did we go
into the stray kid business?

Well, since the so-called
stray kid

became a national
security risk.

And what'd she do,
smuggle some Clearasil
out of the country?

What she did do
is take her
father's briefcase

which contains
classified data

on the
Strategic Defense Initiative.

Otherwise known
as Star Wars.

Yes, we know what it is,
General.

We don't know why you need us.

Yeah. Why don't you
just call in the Feds?

If news of this gets out,

Paula's safety
could be endangered,

and that's
an unpleasantness
I want to avoid.

The address
is on the back
of the photograph.

Her father's
expecting you.

And one other thing.

If that briefcase should
fall into the wrong hands,

consequences could be
quite severe.

Like, messing up
our National
Defense Program, right?

That and any hope
for your pardon, Mr. Santana.

Let's see.
I know he's back
here someplace.

Honey, you got company.

Hi, guys!
Nice of you to stop by.

I see you already
met Erica, huh?

Yeah, she let us in.

Very sweet of you, honey.

My pleasure.

So, Murdock, this is
the Puppy Platter, huh?

How intriguing.

It is, isn't it?
And you know what?

In a very short
period of time,

there are gonna be
Puppy Platters

in every neighborhood
across this country.

And you know what?
I'm gonna be right in
on the ground floor.

Hey, man, what you doing
crawling around on the floor?

I thought you were going
to be a manager trainee.

B.A., a restaurant
is in a perpetual battle

to maintain
its own personal hygiene.

I mean, do you realize
that there is
a veritable metropolis

of unwholesome creatures
living under here?

It doesn't
matter anyway.

I'm working my way up
to deep fryer.

We're all
so proud of him.

Well, I hate
to drag you away

but your uncle needs you
on a family matter.

My uncle?

Your uncle Stockwell.
You remember?

Oh.
Nice to meet you.

Honey, I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to go.

I understand.

Maybe we can share a milkshake
after work tomorrow.

Chocolate.

With whipped cream on top.

Mr. Green, it's me,
Paula Anderson.

Paula, what on earth
are you...

Well, come in,
come in, come in.

Mrs. Greyhosky, good morning.

I love your hair.

There. Feeling any warmth
in those toes yet?

A little.
Good.

Now when your tongue
gets thawed out all the way,
let me know,

'cause then maybe
you'll tell me
what you're doing here

instead of being in school.

Well, school's closed
for today,

for teacher's meetings,

and I just wanted to
come see you.

It's been a long time.

That it has.

But the next time
I ran away from home,
if I were you,

I'd wear something
more substantial
than those sneakers.

I didn't run away
from home.

But your heart is racing
like a rabbit.

I can practically feel it
all the way over here.

I didn't want you
worrying about me.

But I ran into these guys

on motorcycles,

and they started chasing me.

And I got away
as fast as I could,

but it was really frightening,

and I'm okay now.

You know, Paula,
you always were a lousy liar.

Like when we met
at the hospital
that first time, remember?

You asked if I wanted
anything and I said,

"Only if it's
chocolate mousse."

I knew darn well
that the kitchen
served something

beside that
miserable plain gelatin,

but you said they didn't.

You were lying then, kiddo,
and you're lying now.

There wasn't
any motorcycle gang.

And you weren't coming
to visit me, either.

But I really was chased
by somebody.

I didn't make that part up.

When I left the house
this morning,

this car was chasing me
for hours.

I was so scared.

You honestly were outside
for hours alone?

Oh, Paula, what kind
of fool stunt was that?

Forget I said that.

Friends as good as we
aren't supposed
to beat each other up.

Being alone
in a neighborhood like this

could scare
the pants off anybody,
especially a youngster.

I didn't imagine it.
They were after me.

And I know why, too.

Why?

It's because of my father.

This morning I heard him
on the phone

making a deal with this man

to sell him some important
government papers.

My father is

a traitor.

MURDOCK:
All right, easy does it.

Easy does it.
Watch that piano.

It's an awfully nice
piece of furniture there,
Frankie.

Yeah, an awfully nice
hernia I'm getting.

B.A.:
Oh, man, stop jibber jabbering
and start lifting.

DISHPAN: Lifting, lifting.

Murdock, could you
give us a hand here?
I mean...

No can do.
I'm a scab.

The union prohibits me
from working.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Yes?

What are you men doing?
I didn't order a piano.

You've got the wrong address.
Mr. Anderson,

we have the right address.

Stockwell Movers.

Now,

where would you like us
to put it?

I'm so glad you're here.

Nothing like
a satisfied customer.
Oh...

Just in case
somebody's listening in.

You haven't heard from Paula?

No, nothing.

I stayed by the phone all day.

Now why hasn't she called?

What if something's
happened to her?

We'll need a list
of all of her friends
and relatives in this area.

Do you have
any idea why Paula
would leave home like this?

The only thing I can think of

is that she must have
overheard me
talking to Sarnoff.

I was so stupid
to talk to him here.

Who's Sarnoff?

General Stockwell
didn't tell you about him?

Sarnoff is the top
Soviet operative
in this country.

We've been working for months
to lure him into the open.

I'm meeting him today
supposedly to sell him
military secrets.

So when Paula overheard
your conversation,

she believed that you
betrayed your country?

She must be terrified
out of her mind.

Please. You've got to find her
before they do.

Nobody knows
these documents are forgeries.

There's nothing the opposition
wouldn't do to get them.

DISHPAN: Well, that's really
a long shot, isn't it?

A picture of Paula
and some old gent?

It's not much to go on.

Yeah, we'll split up
on this one.

Sergeant, you and Frank
try and find her.

Okay, we'll check out
the hospital right away.

That is a wise
and creative disbursement

of available manpower,
Colonel.

Thanks, Murdock.

Speaking of manpower,

what are you and I
gonna do, Colonel?

Well, Face,
we got the easy part.

Murdock, I got
something special for you.

Yeah, I'm positive.

Well, she almost lost us,
but it's her.

Hold on.

It's apartment 8-A.

Bernie Green.

What do you want us to do?

Right.

We get the briefcase.

PAULA: Mr. Green,
they're here!
They're crossing the street!

Who?
The men who're after me!

That's the car
from this morning.
I'm sure of it.

They know I'm here.

What they don't know
is they're now dealing
with Bernie Green,

a pretty tough piece
of beef jerky.

BERNIE:
May I help you?

Hi. I understand
you have a vacancy.

Could you
speak louder, please?

I'm a little
hard of hearing.

I said, I'm looking
for an apartment.

(MEN COUGHING)

Mr. Green,
the briefcase.

Don't worry.
I've taken care of it.

Fire escape!

DISHPAN: Give me a hand, B.A.
There's two of them.

(GROANS)

You're in
deep trouble, pal.

DISHPAN: That's funny,
I thought we were the ones
holding the guns on you.

My ID's in
my back pocket.
We're FBI.

Obstruction
of federal agents
in the line of duty.

We're talking
federal terms
for you guys.

Looks legit, man.

DISHPAN:
Looks like we really blew it
this time, amigo.

No dice, Stockwell.

We're not going up
against the FBI
head to head.

We're on the same side,
remember?

Very well. The FBI agents
that Baracus and Santana
encountered

know nothing
of our intended deception
with the Russians.

The Bureau has
the information

that Sarnoff
is going to purchase
Star Wars information.

Hence, it was necessary
to stakeout
the government personnel

who had access
to that information.

Yeah, including
Randy Anderson's
home and family.

You show a real flare
for this line of work,
Colonel.

Everything else is
as you've come
to understand it.

Why didn't you tell us
that Paula's disappearance

was connected
to your sting operation?

Well, because there was
always the possibility
that you might find her

before needing to know that.

"Need to know" is standard
operating procedure.

I'm getting really tired
of you, Stockwell.

And your procedures.

We'll get Randy
Anderson's daughter back

because he's a decent man.

But not for you, General.

Not anymore.

PAULA: Are you really sure
about this?

Well, of course, I'm sure.

George Nemcek is
the best friend I've got.

And there was a time
when the old cuss

had a pretty good head
on his shoulders, too.

He might just have some ideas

about how to get you
out of this mess.

Now, are we partners
in this or not?

Of course we are.

Come on,
you're gonna love this guy.

Just saw three nurses
in tears, Nemcek.

Figured they must've come
from seeing you.

What do you want, Bernie?

Get my 40 bucks back.

What are you talking about?
I paid you back 20 years ago.

You must be
getting senile, George.
You never paid me.

The hell I didn't.

Who's this?

This is Paula Anderson.

Paula was very good to me
back there

when I was having
gall bladder surgery.

Oh, lucky you.

All they do around this place
is wake you up

and poke you with things.

Mr. Green,
maybe we better leave.

A smart kid.

Now, listen, George,
Paula here is
in a pile of trouble.

Her father's mixed up
in some kind of
government mess,

and there's a bunch of guys
chasing her around with guns.

What do you mean, guns?

I mean, guns.

The kind that put
holes in people.

They knocked down my door,
shot at us.

We snuck off
down the fire escape.

But she's only a child.

Yes, but she's also my friend,

and that makes her
your friend.

And we need
a place to hide out

until we can come up
with some kind of plan.

You want to stay here?

You can stay
as long as you want.

The staff won't mind?

Are you kidding?

Those people are
so afraid of me

they talk to me
as little as possible.

Can't say I blame them.

So what'd she say, man?

This is Bernie Green's
senior citizen pass,
all right.

He was here with a young girl.

They sat through
two Chuck Norris movies

and then they left
about an hour ago.

Now what?
We got a cold trail.

Not quite, my friend.

After a dose of
that legendary Santana charm,

the ticket girl was
persuaded to tell me

about this old guy
he used to meet
here every day.

George Nemcek.

He lives at a nursing home
on Silver Creek Drive.

Maybe there's
something really ill
to that Santana's charm.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
It's awesome.

HANNIBAL OVER RADIO:
Okay, he's approaching
the boat rides now.

Yeah, yeah, I got him.

And there's Sarnoff.

You know, he doesn't look like
such a tough guy.

I wonder if his family would
like some wallet-sized shots?

Just keep him in focus,
Lieutenant.

These are the first shots
of Sarnoff anybody ever got.

ANDERSON OVER RADIO:
There's been a problem.
I don't have them.

I couldn't get them.

SARNOFF OVER RADIO:
That is very tragic news.

You got to believe me.

They put new
security restrictions on us.

Getting access
to everything you need
is almost impossible now.

Possibly.

And possibly
you're just stalling.

Why do I get the impression

that you never intended
to give me the information?

For God's sake, Sarnoff.

Hannibal, he's got a gun.

Naughty, naughty.

What good
would stalling do me?

I already accepted
your money.

You know who I am,
where I live.

Please!

What's happening?
Can you make the shot?

HANNIBAL: I can now.

HANNIBAL OVER RADIO:
So far, so good.
Sarnoff bought the story.

Now, it's up to Murdock.

(DISTORTED)
Forgive me if I appear
a little nervous.

I'm more familiar
with a laboratory

than I am
with a television studio.

I understand.

Professor,
why have you chosen
to come forward

with these accusations?

Because...

I don't think that I can live
with myself any longer,

with my conscience.

(STUTTERING)
I would like to make
this clear.

These are not accusations
which I'm talking about here.

These are truths.

And dramatic ones at that.

What you are saying is
that our government is lying

about Star Wars technology.

Well, as a member
of SDI research,

I think I can speak
with some authority here

that these lies,

that's what they are, lies,

are an elaborate hoax to
deceive the American people.

Because, not only
is Star Wars possible,

but long ago we perfected it.

Why all the secrecy, then?

If what you say is true,
if you can prove
that Star Wars exists,

why mask your identity?

This is a scandal
of unprecedented proportions

and there are individuals
who stand to reap
untold fortunes,

billions of your tax dollars
from SDI research.

And I don't think
that they would hesitate

for one moment to silence me.

Do you understand now?

Your television interview
was most interesting,
Professor.

Do I know you?

No. But you will.

Well, if I am going to be
abducted at gunpoint by you,

why don't you tell me
where we're going?

We are going to a laboratory

where you will
demonstrate for me
the Star Wars technology.

Well, that's preposterous.
You couldn't possibly
comprehend it.

I have a doctorate
in advanced laser physics,
Professor.

I'm quite suited
to comprehend it.

Shall we go?

FACE: Well, I'll have to give
the KGB credit.

Their agents are getting
much better looking.

Yeah, she's not bad.

Let's go.

(NIGHT FEVER PLAYING)

Not bad
if you like the Bee Gees.

But I'll take
Twisted Sister any day.

And you accuse me
of getting senile?

He's just angry
because the Doobie Brothers
broke up.

Who? Who?

Would either of you mind
if I asked a question?

Ask two. We have
a clearance sale all week.

Well,

on the news lately,
they've been having
these stories

about how some kids
have been turning in
their parents to the police

for using drugs and stuff,
you know?

And you want to know
if we think
you should do that?

Is that what you want to do,
turn in your old man?

Of course,
I don't want to.

But maybe
it's the right thing.

All right, George.
You're the mouth.

Let's hear the wisdom
of your years.

INSTRUCTOR:
Okay, everybody. Take five.

Paula, your problem
is that you're...

Is that you're
letting your head
do your talking.

Now if I were you, I'd let
my heart work with my mind.

They tell me what to do
when they're ready.

I think what my heart wants
to do is call my father.

So, that wasn't so tough,
now, was it?

(RINGING)

Hello?

Daddy? It's me.

Paula! Where are you?
Are you all right?

I've been going crazy.

I'm all right.
I'm with friends.

Listen, about what you
heard me saying on the phone.

It isn't what you think.

PAULA:
You said you were going
to sell that man secrets.

ANDERSON:
Look, I know what I said.

It's a long story.

But you have to trust me, honey.

Everything is going to be okay.

I'm sorry
I took your briefcase.

I know.

Look, tell me where you are.

I'll come and get you.
We'll have a nice long talk.

I'll explain everything.

MURDOCK:
You really can't be serious.

Science is not a pursuit
which responds well

to the ominous threat
of arms-bearing thugs.

SDI, Professor Murdock.

We want to know
everything about it.

One way or another.

Although we hearken

from differing
political worlds, Doctor,

I feel it's safe to assume

we can be
considered colleagues.

Therefore I ask you,

is this an environment
in which you would
want to work?

You make
a valid point.

And if I must betray
my country,

must I also do it
in front of spectators?

Is there anything else,
Professor?

Yes. That perfume
you're wearing,

what's it called?

Does it bother you?

No. Quite the contrary.

It excites me.

I mean, while I am
a man of science,

if you...

If you remove
the science,

I mean, what have you?

A man.

Let us get back
to the business at hand,

shall we, Professor?

Which directional
imaging system
are you utilizing,

reflective optics

or particle density?

You are the first woman
that I have ever seen

who looks good
in fluorescent light.

FACE: Can you
believe this guy?

(SIGHING)
I mean, what the heck
is he doing in there?

I don't know, Face.

Maybe you ought to practice
some of these lines.

They seem to be working.

Oh, please.

Hannibal, any novice
could stall her

until B.A. and Frankie
find the girl.

You know, if he's
not careful, he's gonna blow
this whole thing.

Now, don't get defensive,
Face.

Defensive?
I'm not being defensive.

I'm sure you could make up
much better lines.

Thanks for your confidence.

Now, he may know something

that you don't know.

That perfume you're wearing,
what is it called?

2534 Silver Creek Drive.
Perfecto.

Let's go see
if this guy Nemcek

heard from
the Anderson girl.

Hello.
Nice to see you.

Hi.

Excuse me,
can you direct us
to Mr. Nemcek's room?

Mr. Nemcek?

Hi.

We're friends
of a friend of his,
Bernie Green.

Do you know him?

Hello.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

B.A. what's wrong
with these people?

Must be
the Santana charm.

You two got business here?

Excuse me,
ma'am.

We're either looking
for George Nemcek
or Bernie Green.

Never heard of them.

Let me give
the old Santana charm

one more try.

Perhaps you're mistaken,
ma'am.

But it's our understanding
that George Nemcek lives here.

What's the matter with you?
You dense or something?

I just told you
I never heard of them.

Now, listen,
I'll tell you what you do.

You and the hair cut
over there

take a hike.

So much for
the Santana charm.

Miss Vosburgh,
I overheard you.

Is that any way
to treat our guests?

George Nemcek is
straight down the corridor,

last door to your right,
gentlemen.

Thank you very much.

But he's not there.
He left.

In a coma.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

This hose is loaded
with hot, scalding water.

Don't make me use it.

Trust me,
we won't.

Hey, what you people doing?

We're the good guys.
We're not here to hurt nobody.

I'd frisk them, Bernie.

So much for
the old B.A. charm.

Oh, good guys, eh?
What're you doing with this?

(STUTTERING)
I can explain that.

Then explain what you want
with a pair of old fossils

like Bernie Green
and George Nemcek.

Well, actually,
we're looking
for a girl,

Paula Anderson.

Yeah, her father sent us.

PAULA:
My father?

Wait, I know you.

Mr. Green, these are
the men that helped us
from the gunmen.

See, I told you.
We the good guys.

Oh, nuts.

Just when things
were getting interesting
around here.

Thank you.

Look, I'm sorry
if we frightened anybody,

but Paula's dad is
really worried about her.

Not anymore.
I just called him.

Yes. He's on his way here
to pick her up right now.

Looks like you boys
are out of a job.

There's a Mr. Anderson
in the lounge.

You want me
to blow him off?

Well, thanks anyway, Iris.
We'll see him.

Just look at that,
will you?

To see a terrific
little girl like Paula

reunited with her dad.
Yeah.

Makes you feel warm all over,
doesn't it, George?

And all the time
I thought it was Iris here
turning me on.

(GASPING)
You big, sexy lug, you.

It's really
got me worried,
Frankie.

Well, that's okay, B.A.
I think they're old enough.

Not them, fool!
Paula's dad.

I've been thinking,
suppose somebody
followed him here?

Well, then we're
in deep guacamole.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

(GUNS FIRING)

Hurry. Get the Andersons
out of here.

Sarnoff.

Well, Mr. Anderson.
What a pleasant surprise.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALL CHEERING)

HANNIBAL:
Don't worry about a thing.

I know it's unexpected,
but I like a challenge.

A challenge?
How can you say that,
Hannibal?

The Russians have got
both Paula and her dad.

Right. But didn't
Bernie Green tell you

that the briefcase
is in his apartment?

That's where Paula
will have to take them.

We'll be there
as soon as we get Murdock.

I'll meet you there.

"As soon as we get Murdock."

And might I ask
how we're going to do that?

Murdock is gonna
get out for us.

The things that we could've
explored together

had our political fates
been different.

Professor...
We could've learned
from each other.

Not just about SDI,

but about other things.

Clearly you are
not going to provide

the information we need.

Joined together
in blissful
détente.

My Apollo and your Soyuz.

I regret to inform you

that your services are
no longer needed, Professor.

What about dinner?
This evening?

I think not.

Unfortunately,
your stubborn behavior

renders you useless to us.

And you will now be killed
by my comrades outside.

Goodbye.

Doctor? Olga?

May I call you Olga?

We could have made such
beautiful science together.

Romeo in there has
just wrecked everything.

Now she's gonna go get
the KGB death squad.

Yeah. Great, isn't it?

Oh, don't be a such
a cranky old man, Bernie.

With my cross town shortcut,

we'll still beat them
to your place.

Not on foot,
we won't.

What? They shot
the tires on my van!

DISHPAN: Either of you fellows
own a car?

GEORGE: No, neither of us
drives anymore.

Damn it, old George,
I've lost her.

Paula came to me for help,
trusted me

and I've let her down.

Oh, Bernie, you're not gonna
start whining on me again,
now are you?

Those men who kidnapped
Paula and her father

are Russian KGB agents!

And what are we,
chopped liver?

Between the two of us,
we've got more experience

than those Russians.

And before I check into
Saint Peter's Hotel,

I want to use
that experience.

Okay, now.
Everybody off.

Come on, folks.

DRIVER:
I'm not leaving this bus
without authorization.

Don't leave without
your Geritol commandos.
Come on.

Climb on, everybody.

Here we go.

That's it.
Watch your step.

Nice and easy.

ALL: Goodbye!

Hey, pops,
you drive pretty good.
I'm impressed.

You should be impressed.

George Nemcek was
the best driver in the fleet

until he got fired.

Fired?

Old age.

Reckless driving.

(HORN HONKING)

We're gonna die.

Let's feel
those G-forces, Nemcek.

Everybody hold on
to your dentures.

(WHOOPING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(HORN HONKING)

Where's Don Juan, hmm?

I thought you said
he was getting out.

They probably killed him
by now.

Faith, Lieutenant. Faith.

(SIGHING)

Yeah.

(MACHINE HUMMING)

(ALARM BUZZING)

See?

Holy...

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GUNS FIRING)

SARNOFF:
How long do I have
to wait, huh?

How long
before I kill you?

Please. I've already
told you everything.

Mr. Green said
he hid the file someplace.

I don't know where.

You're lying.

Leave her alone, Sarnoff.

I'm telling you,
the information I was going
to sell you is no good.

It was a secret
sting operation.

I will not return to Moscow
empty-handed.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Oh, great.
B.A., if this maniac
doesn't kill us,

we're all going to jail.

And I bet we don't get
to collect $200, either.

(HORN HONKING)

Everyone out. Now!

All right.
Hold it right here.
Hold it right here.

Everybody stop!

All right, everybody...
Hold it right there.

All right, stop!

Hold it right there.
I said stop!

Back up!
Just hold it
right here, folks.

Okay, this is
as far as we go.

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

All right.

Everybody get back,

or the girl dies
right here.

Now, put
your weapons down!

Down! Put it down!

All right, we will have
10 minutes
to make a getaway

or the hostages will
never be seen again.

Which of you
is Mr. Green?

I'm Bernie Green.

Mr. Green, no!

Let the others go.
I'm the one you want, anyway.

I've got the file.

You come to me,
old man.

Let them go first.

Don't test me!
I will kill her!

All right, move!

Move back!

MURDOCK:
Look out! Watch it!

Come on!

It looks like
a hostage situation
to me, Colonel.

Doesn't look good.
It's up to you, Face.

Me? Why me?

You're driving.

Open the door!
Go on, open the door!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

I did it!
My God, I did it!

MURDOCK:
That's a highly effective
distraction, Faceman.

Oh, thanks, Murdock.

Nice, Face.

PAULA:
I still can't believe it.

We actually captured
a KGB spy.

My dad says things worked out
better than the government
ever dreamed.

Tell me about it.

You know, Stockwell says
we might even get our pardon

sooner than we thought.

Must be
the old A-Team charm.

You know it.

You never saw
a staff happier to
get rid of anybody

than they were
of George here.

They were not happy.

I stand corrected.
They were ecstatic.

Where are you two...
Where are you two going,
anyway?

With you.

Sure. You know,
fight bad guys.

That thing with the KGB really
got my adrenaline pumping.

He didn't even know
he had any adrenaline left.

(STAMMERING) Yeah, well,
that's really good to hear,

but you guys can't really
fight bad guys with us.

You see, the truth is
we might not even be

in the bad guy fighting
business much longer.

What do you expect
us to do now?

Just sit around and watch
the liver spots form
on our hands?

No chance, my friends.

Did you read the paper about
the teenage thugs that are out

terrorizing the city parks?

DISHPAN:
Whoa, whoa! Slow down.

Slow down.

I mean, it was really great
working with you guys, but...

But what? You just said
it was great working with us.

Yeah, that's what
you said, Frank.

Come on, George,
let's show this kid
how it's done.

Hannibal? Face?
Murdock?

See you, Frank.
B.A.?

Come on with us, kid.

We're gonna teach you
everything you're gonna need.

Yeah, yeah.
Paula, somebody,
come on.

These maniacs are gonna
get me killed.

Chasing thugs
through the park.

It's got a nice ring to it,
doesn't it?

It has a terrible ring to it.

Just think,
if we get a pardon

we may never have to eat
a knuckle sandwich again.

I wouldn't bet on it,
crazy man.

Looks like Hannibal's
on the jazz again.

What? What?
No, you tell me
right now.

You tell me
right to my face,

you tell me
that you don't have a plan.

Well, I was thinking,
like Bernie and George,

what are we gonna do
when this thing's over?

I mean,

what are we
really qualified to do?

Go after thugs in the park.

And outlaw motorcycle gangs,

organized crime figures.

Why, there's a world
of slime balls out there.

I knew it.

I just knew you had a plan.

Comforting, isn't it?

I'll get the van.