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(male narrator) In 1972, a crack commando unit...
was sent to prison by a military court...
for a crime they didn't commit.
These men promptly escaped...
from a maximum-security stockade...
to the Los Angeles underground.
Today, still wanted by the government...
they survive as soldiers of fortune.
If you have a problem, if no one else can help...
and if you can find them...
maybe you can hire the A-Team.
[gun firing]
[door opening]
Hey.
(Del) How are you doing, Joe? How am I doing, Del?
I don't know. You tell me.
Well, I think we're in good shape.
The judge has my writ and I don't think they have a chance.
You think this Judge Mordente cares about my rights being violated?
You think this guy gives a toot from next Tuesday...
about whether or not I understood my rights?
They got Joe Scarlett, Del. Do you understand that?
They're holding a big potato...
and they're not gonna let me drop through the bottom...
because of some legal-beagle action you might think up.
[sighing]
Is Nicky handling that matter or what?
Joe, concern yourself about the legal proceedings.
I could get disbarred for even discussing-- This is Joe.
The guy who got you through the bar exam.
You're not a bad lawyer when the other side is not thinking too straight.
The only way I'm out of this is that judge tossing the case out.
And the only chance of that is by twisting his tube of toothpaste so bad...
he's got no choice.
Now, is Nicky on that, or what? Yeah.
Then everything is going to be all right.
Joe, look...
your brother's coming from Italy. What? How?
Come on, Joe, it's been in all the papers.
Call him. Tell him not to bother.
He's already left. He's on his way.
All rise for the honorable Judge Leonard Mordente.
[door closing]
I want Nicky on this now. He's on it.
I want this taken care of before my brother gets here, capiche?
You turn this guy's key and I'm back on the street.
(woman) Question, counsel for defense:
"Did Mr. Scarlett display any abusive behavior
"when you conducted the search of his home?"
Answer, Officer Bowman: "Well, no, sir, not exactly."
I...
I need to be excused for a personal matter.
Court will be adjourned until tomorrow morning.
[gavel bangs]
(bailiff) All rise.
I'm glad my brother's coming.
Give him a chance to show him how we do things in America.
[door closing]
[elevator bell dinging]
[grunting]
Oh, no. Look-- Howdy, Judge.
[grunting] Come on. Take it easy. Take it easy.
I'm Hannibal Smith, The A-Team. Smith? I don't--
I know. You're afraid of heights. Mr. Lee mentioned that.
You must be the real thing...
to come all the way up here to get your daughter back. Here.
Buckle that up. It will make you feel a lot better.
Then you know that Joe Scarlett took her.
And you're gonna declare him not guilty...
even if the jury says he is.
How long has that jury been deliberating? Almost two days.
They could come back with a verdict anytime now.
And what do you think? Almost definitely guilty.
If I'm reading them correctly, and I'm pretty good at guessing the outcome.
What are you gonna do, Judge?
Are you gonna let a slime like Scarlett go...
knowing he's committed a murder?
Smith, that is my daughter.
I can always get a mistrial declared later, once she's been returned safely.
If she's returned safely.
[tires screeching]
[sirens wailing]
(Hannibal) Uh-oh!
Hang on, Judge.
Hi, guys.
Where does he think he's going?
Captain, there's no way off that building.
Let's go.
(Hannibal) You have any idea where they're holding her?
(Mordente) No, no.
I just make them send me proof that she's still alive.
Every week they send someone with some proof, a photograph...
with something current in it. Yeah?
When do you see the guy next time? Tonight.
Since we expect a verdict any minute, they want to keep me ready.
[grunting]
[phone ringing]
Are you gonna help me? Can you find my daughter?
Well, we don't have much to go on, you know.
And you're a very hot item, Judge Mordente.
I mean, a judge digging through the files, looking for the A-Team.
The military's been all over you.
I mean, I don't think you're a bird dog intentionally.
But they've been behind you every step of the way.
Come on, we'll catch them on the roof. Move out.
(Decker) Move out, Captain. Move out!
Now, give me a hand, Judge. What are you doing? What is this?
Tools of the trade, Judge.
Just stay at home, Judge, wait for their contact. I'll be in touch.
Hi, guys.
I don't believe this.
Hey, Augie. You want I should go in with you?
Why? You afraid of staying out here alone?
[chuckling]
[speaking in European accent] Good evening, sir.
Hey, I ain't never seen you before.
May I take your coat?
[groaning] No.
May I take your tie?
Okay, where is Mordente?
He is in the study, sir.
I have not announced you yet.
I don't need no announcement. The Judge and I are pals.
May I take your shoes, sir?
Hey, Judge.
What's with the Addams Family come to work here all of a sudden?
You ain't getting funny on me, are you, Judge?
No, no, I swear to you.
The man was supposed to come to work tomorrow. He came today, a day early.
My other servant, the old man, had an illness in his family and had to leave.
Yeah. Well...
there's a little illness in this guy's family, too, huh?
My daughter. How is she? Here. Look it up.
So...
how's my favorite jury coming, huh?
It's a little early to tell.
Well, what do we care. Because whatever they say...
you are gonna make it right, right?
May I take your socks?
Now, get rid of this creep.
Then may I take your picture?
[groaning]
Hey, okay, now.
Okay.
Now...
may we take your clothes, sir?
[camera clicking] You're all dead, you hear?
The Judge's little girl is dead, you hear? Hey, Judge, you hear me?
So much for the left profile. Now a little bit of the right profile.
You hear me, Judge?
(Augie) Your little girl's gonna pay, Judge.
You hear that, Judge? Get out here.
I hope you know what you're doing.
We're dealing with savage people, Judge.
Now, Scarlett didn't go to all that trouble to beat a murder rap...
just so he can release your daughter who can send him up for kidnapping.
Here you go, Colonel.
I thought you could use a blow-up for some of the detail work.
(Hannibal) Nice.
Could you get me a three-quarter left? Sure.
Gee, it looks like it's gonna have to be let out a little in the waist.
No kidding? Yeah.
Okay. You do it. Right.
Whatever you guys are gonna try, you're gonna get away with zip.
We got every precaution.
You try and find that girl, you better decide...
you want her buried in cherry wood or pine.
Nobody sees that girl but me and who I say.
(Hannibal) That's exactly what we figured.
Oh, that's good, Colonel. He wore it on the left. Little further back.
I don't believe it. You're me!
You never looked this good.
You took your sweet time. Some kind of trouble?
Nobody gives me trouble. Just drive the car.
Tough guy.
You thinkin'? Yeah, I'm thinkin'.
'Cause you're real quiet.
I'm quiet 'cause I'm thinkin'.
When I'm done thinkin' then I'll be done bein' quiet!
I was just asking.
'Cause you was quiet.
'Cause I was thinkin'.
[tires screeching]
Hey!
[shotgun cocking]
Hiya, doll.
What are you, crazy? You don't give the knock?
Maybe he's testing me again. Yes, Augie?
He likes to test me.
So how's the girl, huh?
She still doesn't eat. Maybe that's why she's so skinny.
Well, I'm starving, eh?
How about something for me? Come on.
Hey!
He's thinkin'.
[door closing]
Lori, you don't look too skinny to me. But I think you ought to eat more.
Don't, you try anything and I'll....
Shh.
Your father sent me. My father?
I'm Hannibal Smith. Your voice?
My friends and I are gonna try and get you out of here.
Now, I'll loosen these ropes. I don't understand.
So you can slide out if you need to.
There. Just hang in there.
Have they hurt you? No. You can help me?
It's gonna be all right.
If you don't like it, cook for yourself!
How many times I gotta eat it, huh?
[laughing] I mean...
how many times can you eat the same thing?
Look who I'm asking. You love that stuff.
That's why she makes it.
[gun cocking]
You ain't fooling me, friend. I know.
What do you know? Don't play with me.
That whole act don't fool me.
I've been doing a lot of my own thinkin'.
I wasn't born under the armpit of no rabbit.
That game you and Marta played don't fool nobody.
I see the way you was lookin' at one another. I know.
She used to look at me that way when she was Sally Boy's girl.
I can't believe you'd do this to me.
Nicky, you don't know nothing. I don't know nothing, huh?
Her always cookin' those Polish sausages for you.
Me, I hate Polish sausages. They make me sick.
This whole thing makes me sick!
What is Mr. Scarlett gonna think?
You pull that trigger...
and blow this whole thing over a broad.
Nicky, if I was smart enough...
to get a looker like Marta...
l wouldn't be dumb enough to try and take her from you, huh?
If you're lyin', you're dying, Augie.
He drives me crazy. I can't stand him anymore.
Well, I think Nicky knows. Who cares?
Tonight, I give him the kiss of death.
Yeah, well, at least he'll die happy.
Then you and I, we go. Yeah.
Until Scarlett finds us.
With $500,000, we can be pretty hard to find.
Every penny Nicky has earned...
he thinks it is still in that numbered Swiss account.
That bookkeeper gave me that number a long time ago.
I moved all the money. Nicky still doesn't know.
And he never will. Well, that sounds wonderful...
unless I wake up with my throat cut.
Only if I catch you looking at other women, huh?
That redhead in trailer number 10?
But you are too smart to do that.
You are different than all of the others.
I thought it would be something like that.
"So when Peter Pan found out that Tiger Lily...
"and the Little Lost Boys had been captured by Captain Hook...
"he and Wendy..." Now, that's his main squeeze.
B.A., why don't you drop me off at this next corner up here?
I'm gonna dig up what I can on Joe Scarlett.
I'll meet you guys back at the Judge's.
"He and Wendy went looking for their friends...
"but what he didn't know..."
B.A., have you been eating Murdock's books again?
(Murdock) I can't believe that.
How will I find out the ending?
Now, I'll never know what happened.
[tires screeching]
[guns firing]
I can't believe I let that happen.
It was just as much my fault.
Who would have thought he'd try that?
He could have been killed.
Yeah. Well, he probably figured he's good as dead anyway...
when Joe Scarlett got a hold of him.
Now, we have no way to warn the Colonel.
(Cindy) Well, good afternoon.
It certainly seems to be.
And where has my Augie-Waugie been?
Oh...
busy-wizzy.
The phone broke down in my place and I thought maybe I could use yours.
Maybe, if you rub my back.
Yeah. Well, it is important.
And I have to make the call.
All right, but hurry back. I burn easily.
Yeah, bet you do.
[telephone ringing]
Hello. Yes.
Yes, they are. It's Smith.
Colonel, thank heavens you called.
What's the matter? Augie got away.
It's all my fault. I should've been ready for him...
but he could be there anytime now.
Okay, listen up.
I'm at the Pleasant View Motor Park off I-10.
A 40-foot RV at the back.
Beige, brown stripes, green awning.
Now there's a guard, right inside the main gate...
and then there's an Airstream...
and a camper pick-up right near the hot spot.
I count three armed outside, and two inside.
We're on our way, Colonel. Okay.
These guys are ready. Don't let them see you comin'.
Colonel, you were right.
The wire tap on Mordente's telephone paid off.
Smith just called him. We trace it?
Didn't have to, Smith said where he was.
"Pleasant View Motor Park off I-10."
Let's do it.
[dog barking]
(Augie) Hiya, baby. I'll see you later.
Augie?
I said I'd see you later.
But Augie, how did you get out of my trailer?
You stay right here.
Augie?
[grunting]
[crockery smashing]
[glass shattering]
[thudding]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[groaning]
Thanks for the use of the phone.
[gun cocking]
Excuse me. Gee, I love that hat.
Listen, I need somebody to talk to about taking that RV.
I'm from Acme Axle Repair.
(Nicky) You better tell me...
how many people you got working for you.
Or what? You'll kill me?
Seems to me I get that door prize whether I talk to you or not, pal.
It's just a matter of how much you end up liking it.
See Marta here? She used to be a nurse for a plastic surgeon.
She knows all kinds of stuff about knives and skin.
And real bad hurts.
I'll bet she likes to cut people's throats while they're asleep.
What you messing with him for?
I told you how many guys I saw at the Judge's.
We ought to take him out and whack him. You shut up.
Just tell them to get the chopper here. It's on the way.
Judge wasn't supposed to call nobody. No cops. Nobody.
These guys ain't cops. Look here.
You let your IQ peek through for a minute.
I don't know, Nicky. He pulled the tarp over your eyes.
What're you talking? Him and your lady here.
I ought to plug you right here. Hold!
What are you talkin'?
Nick, you said you thought Marta was involved with somebody.
What are you listening him for?
What are you so nervous about?
'Cause we ought to whack him. Maybe I should whack you.
(Hannibal) Sure, Augie. That way...
she doesn't have to split Nicky's dough with you.
[shouting in foreign language]
Be nice. Money? What money? What?
All that money you had in the Swiss bank account.
The money that Marta moved.
Nobody whacks nobody till I find out what's goin' on here.
Howdy to you.
How're doing there? Nice looking outfit you got.
Listen, could you point me the direction of the main office here?
I....
Well, now, that's ever so nice of you.
Keep right on movin', pal.
Hey, what's goin' on over there?
[guns firing]
Get down. Stay there.
What's goin' on here?
Man, here comes Hannibal. Let's give him cover.
You guys all right?
I'm telling you, finding a spot in these trailer parks is murder.
Where's the girl? She's still in there.
If we can keep her there, we got it made.
[guns firing] Give me a weapon.
[bullets ricocheting]
[sirens wailing]
Oh, no!
Guys, it's Decker!
(Decker on megaphone) Smith, this is Colonel Decker. Come out with your hands up.
Is he kidding?
You're completely surrounded. You can count on it.
I don't believe this.
[helicopter whirring]
[gun firing]
Return fire!
Get that chopper, Captain.
None of the A-Team, sir. Concentrate on that trailer!
Let's get out of here!
Kay, I can't tell you...
how much I've been impressed by your work at the office.
For a junior law clerk, you really have a future ahead of you.
Yes. What is it?
Which phone?
(Face) Payphone, right over there.
Excuse me for a minute.
Well, he certainly knows his champagne. May I?
We have 10 minutes.
Why don't you tell me everything about yourself?
Joe? It's me calling.
(Shaber) Hey!
I tell you, if you've ever seen the sun go down behind Chappaquiddick Mountain....
I swear. I don't know anything about Judge Mordente's daughter.
I'm just an attorney.
Please!
[gasping]
You better get used to it, fool. Because you're gonna be...
spending a lot of time in hospitals in the near future.
Please, you don't understand.
Scarlett would kill me.
And his brother-- Wait. Wait, wait.
Hold on the presses, Marty...
I think we got a hot one coming over the wire.
It's the most magnificent sight. See, it sort of just--
Hey! We're on our way. We gotta pick up Hannibal at the Judge's.
Italy, my friend. Italy.
Italy.
And we ain't flyin'.
That's where they're holding her all right. Yeah?
Well, I guess when you're the local don...
you don't have to worry about keeping a low profile.
I mean, who's gonna mess with you? This is a front door job.
No, Hannibal. We did that at the trailer.
We're not gonna try that twice in a row, are we?
Sure we are.
We'll need a back door out. Yeah.
Well, there's a dirt airstrip over that hill there.
We can get a DC-3 off of it. But we'll have to refuel...
and that's going to drain us of our remaining working capital.
But we'll be on our way home.
[B.A. groaning]
[yawns]
(B.A.) You guys put me on a plane.
(B.A.) You dead. You hear me? Dead.
You put me on a plane.
That's what you done. We're in Italy, right?
You guys knocked me out and flew me to Italy.
And if you keep up this unsightly behavior, we shall be dead in Italy.
Those are the bad guys.
No more, you hear? No more planes.
I'm gonna help you guys rescue that poor little girl...
but we ain't getting on no plane.
B.A., we haven't got a plane.
(Hannibal) The one that Face scammed is out of gas.
We have to find some other way home.
Now, let's concentrate on rescuing the girl.
Hannibal has a plan.
We're going through the front door again, right?
I think he's getting to know me. Let's go.
[birds chirping]
If my father does what you ask, will you let me go?
Kidnapping is such a tricky business.
First, we see what the good Judge decides about my wonderful brother...
then we see what Don Scarlatti decides...
about the Judge's lovely daughter.
Guido? Si.
I leave Salvatore here with you.
As soon as you hear from me, take her out and....
Capiche? Capiche.
[car door closing]
[tires screeching]
[birds chirping]
[man whistles]
[car horn honking]
[speaking in Italian]
All right, all right. Silenzio.
[groaning]
[horse snorting]
Jeez.
Helpless old man.
[grunting] Why don't you hire somebody to give you a hand?
If I had a son like you, I'd shoot myself.
I just might do that for you...
if you don't hurry up in getting this cart unloaded and go.
Grazie, grazie.
You have one more bad deed on your conscience when you go to die.
[birds chirping]
Hey, you're not from around here?
No, I come from America.
Chicago, the land of the home and the braves.
Why do you think I got no accent, huh?
[horse nickering]
[yells]
Stop! Please!
[groaning]
Missed me.
[grunting]
[exclaiming]
[groaning]
[both grunting]
Give me, give me.
[grunting]
I can't believe you came after me.
Yeah, we're pretty amazing.
Face!
Get in the car!
Move!
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