All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S02E14 - In Plane Sight (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

(male narrator)
In 1972, a crack commando unit

was sent to prison
by a military court

for a crime
they didn't commit.

These men promptly escaped
from a maximum security
stockade

to the Los Angeles
underground.

Today, still wanted
by the government,

they survive
as soldiers of fortune.

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

and if you can find them, maybe
you can hire the A-Team.

[gun firing]

[speaking Spanish]

[engine stalling]

[tires screeching]

Hi.

I'm Col. Sanchez.

You have landed
on private military property.

Oh, I'm sorry about that,
Colonel, but, uh,

I didn't have much choice.
My port engine gave out on me

and, uh, your compound
was about the only thing
I could see with room to land.

This is a cargo plane.

Yeah, sure is.

What kind of cargo
do you carry?

Uh, turquoise.

It's for a guy
back in the States.

He imports it
for his, uh, jewelry business.

Show it to me.

[sighing]

[metal clanking]

The rifle.

Your turquoise tastes
very much like cocaine, senor.

Look, I don't know
anything about this.

I swear.

I've been hauling turquoise
for this guy
for a couple of months.

It must be
some kind of mistake.

Your mistake, senor.

[speaking Spanish]

Look, I haven't got anything
to do with this.

Turn around,
senor.

What are you doing?
Where are you gonna take me?

(Face)
I'm telling you, Hannibal,
we're gonna get stiffed.

I can see it coming.

I told Miss Rogers we'd talk
to her aunt and uncle.

I didn't say
we'd take the job
unless it was cash, up-front.

Now, do you think that anyone
who lives in Porterville

is gonna have
enough money to finance
one of our operations?

Come on, Hannibal.

We keep subsidizing
these, uh, charity cases
out of our own pockets

and pretty soon
we're gonna end up
on the streets.

Never. You can always
stay at my place.

Plenty of beds.

Face, we're only
gonna talk. Relax.

B.A., take a right here.

We're gonna get stiffed.

[van door sliding]

Hello, Mr. Smith.

I really do appreciate
your coming out here.

Well, I'm not promising
anything.

I know.

But you brought the rest
of the team with you.

Shall we go in?

Uncle Jes, Aunt Carrie,

this is, uh, John Smith,

Templeton Peck,

H.M. Murdock,
and B.A. Baracus.

How do you do?
The A-Team I told you about.

Uh, this is my aunt and uncle,
uh, Jes and Carrie Hicks.

W-W-Why don't you all
just sit down
and make yourselves at home?

Would anybody care
for some chicken soup?

I just made it fresh
yesterday.

I would.

(Carrie)
Good. I'll go get some
for everybody.

I'll be right back.

(Jes)
I wanna make something very
clear up-front, Mr. Smith.

I love my country.

I served in World War II,
Korea,

before I settled
on this farm.

It's not my style

to go out and hire
a bunch of maverick soldiers
on the run.

But at this point,
I'll do anything
to get my boy back.

We love our country, too,
Mr. Hicks.

It's just that we have
a slight disagreement

with its authorities
at the moment.

Please,

don't judge us about what
you don't know anything about.

Fair enough.

(Carrie)
Here we go. Soup's on.

Thanks.

[sighing]

Be careful not to sip it
too fast.

You'll scald yourself.

"Abnormal Psychology"?

Are you a psychiatrist,
Mr. Murdock?

Uh, no, ma'am.
I'm insane.

Oh.

Would you like a soda cracker
with your soup?

Uh, thank you.

(Hannibal)
I understand that your son
and his partner

ran a cargo-shipping business
in Long Beach.

I'll put this
as diplomatically as I can,
Mr. Hicks,

but those businesses
do everything

but take out an ad
for drug-running.

I'm not saying my son
wasn't carrying drugs.

I'm just saying
that he didn't know he was.

Otherwise he wouldn't have
made the run.

Oh. Sometimes people
do things that

we didn't think they'd do.

Honest, patriotic Christians
don't become drug smugglers.

My son is a war vet
with a Purple Heart.

He's innocent. He's a victim
of somebody else's wrongdoing.

You can't know
that's the truth.

I don't know for sure
you guys are
who you say you are,

but I'm gonna take a chance.

The least you could do
is to believe
in my son's innocence.

[glass breaking]

(Face)
Are you okay?

Oh, oh...

Did you hurt yourself?

No, no, I'm just clumsy.

I'm always dropping things
in the--

Oh, thank you.

When Robbie was living home,
he'd come running out
of his room.

"Mom, are you okay?
Did you hurt yourself?"

Just like you did.

[sighing]

I bet you've got
a mother at home

who--who
drops things, too.

[glass tinkling]

No, I don't. I mean, uh,

actually, I'm a...

I'm an, uh, orphan.

Who sent you cookies
when you were in the Army?

Uh, well, uh,

mostly the mess hall.

Oh, that's a sin.

Fine boy like you,
and nobody
sending you cookies.

It would take a lot of money
for a jailbreak
in a foreign country.

(Jes)
A jailbreak?

Look, I don't want Robbie
pulled from no jail.

That's not how it's done.

I want you to get
to the bottom of this.

I want you to find the guy
who's using my son
as a patsy.

Well, that would take
even more money.

Money's not an issue here.

I have someone
who will buy my farm.

It's not a big one,
but it's enough
to pay your bills.

Sell the farm?

That's everything you have.

No, dear.
The farm is nothing.

Robbie is
everything we have.

I'll be honest with you,
Mr. Hicks.

I couldn't take your farm.

So we'll just have to
do it for free.

Yeah, it'll be COD.

You pay us
when we deliver your son.

I think that's fair,
Hannibal.

That way, uh, Mr. and, uh,
Mrs. Hicks will have a chance
to raise the money first.

I think we could arrange that.

So you'll take the job?

Yes, sir.

[sighing]

Well, what was it,
the chicken soup?

Hey, man. That chicken soup
was all right.

It wasn't as good
as my grandmother's,
but it was all right, man.

Okay, kid.
One minute you're complaining
we're a charity club,

and the next minute
we're doing it for free.
What goes on?

Well, you yourself said
we couldn't take the farm.

What else could we have done?

You didn't give us
a chance to discuss it.

I mean,
you volunteered us.

Ah, what's the big deal?

We're simply out
to exonerate someone.

We do it all the time.

Yeah, but, Face,
this guy and his partner

could have the biggest
drug-running operation
we ever saw.

His partner, maybe,
but not Robbie.

He's exactly the way
my uncle described him.

I'd bet my life
on his innocence.

Otherwise, I never
would've gone through
the trouble

of looking you guys up.

(B.A.)
Well, I don't care
how we do this,

as long as Murdock
don't fly us.

You are constantly
drawing false conclusions

based on little
or no information at all.

You're a nut,
and that's a conclusion
based on fact.

Only based on your definition
of what constitutes nuttiness.

Now I think the others here
might agree
that my recent behavior

can only be described
as normal.

A reasonable description,
considering the fact

that I have
consciously decided

to conform
to less-aberrant behavior

simply because
of your constant verbal abuse.

Even when he talks straight,
he sounds crazy.

Do they argue like this
all the time?

[sighing]
Usually.

(Hannibal)
Now, the first thing
we have to do

is check out
that cargo shipping company

and your cousin's partner.

You know his name?
Al Jackson.

I tried contacting him
but he wouldn't even give me
the time of day.

Well, sometimes
it's just a matter
of how you ask for it.

(Judy)
What do you mean?

Oh, what Face means is

you can find almost anything
you want to know
about a person,

providing you have the proper
psychological approach.

Right, Murdock?
(Murdock)
Right.

[tires screeching]

[knocking on door]

It's open.

You Al Jackson?

Yeah.
Cash box is in the back.

We wanna ask you
about a guy
named Robert Hicks.

Who are you?

We wanna know
about Robert Hicks.

Right. Okay.
What do you wanna know?

He doesn't work here anymore.
That's about all I know.

Oh, no, it isn't.

You know he was thrown
in a Venezuelan jail

for smuggling drugs
out of Colombia.

He was supposed to be
bringing back a shipment
of turquoise

from the Turquoise Mining
Company in Malaga.

Well, look.
These are freelance
assignments.

He's allowed to try
to do anything he wants.

Al, I don' t think Hicks
wanted to run drugs.

Now, what do you know
about this? Who hired him?

Hey, look,
I'm just a runner.
That's all.

I take my cut
and that's it.

Sometimes I don't go,
and I send Rob.

Did Hicks know
he was running drugs?

I doubt if he did.
I--I don't think
he would've made the runs.

He's kind of
a goody two-shoes.

Now, who's behind
the operation?

Beats me.

You'd have to track him down
to Colombia.
That's where he works out of.

Good.

Now they've lost Hicks,
they're gonna need a pilot.
Murdock.

Hmm?

(Al)
But then, I-I've already
got a pilot for the next run.

Oh, yeah?
What's his name?

Dick Nash.

(Al)
What are you doing?

Well, you don't expect

Dick Nash here
to carry the drugs back
on his shoulders, do you?

Those are the keys
to the plane.

Let him go, B.A.

(Judy)
What happened?
What did you find out?

Murdock just got hired
by the Long Beach Cargo
shipping company.

This is serious business,
Murdock.

So you won't be able to take
your invisible dog Billy
with you,

or your talking bug friends.
You got that?

B.A., have I said anything
about invisible dogs?

Have I had any conversations
with insects of late? No.

You are the one displaying
paranoiac tendencies,
my friend.

If you will excuse me.

Uh, Judy,
we're gonna fly from here,

so if you'll take the van
back to your house--

Wait a minute.
I'm going with you.

He's my cousin.

No way.
This is dangerous work.

Oh, uh, I forgot to bring
B.A.'s bedtime drink.

What?

Uh, can I use
a 2-by-4 again?

B.A.'s bedtime drink?

Yeah. He's afraid to fly.
We have to drug him
to get him on a plane.

Yeah, get the 2-by-4.

Have you ever tried hypnosis?

Yeah, well,
it's a great idea,

but none of us knows anything
about hypnosis.

I do. I could try it
if you'd like.

But that means
I get to come along.

Okay, try it on him.
If it works, you're in.

A-A-And if it does work,

uh, don't have him singing
like a chicken
or anything, huh?

Pardon me, Mr. Baracus,

but I have been admiring
the jewelry around your neck.

Oh, this piece in particular.

Would you mind
if I took a closer look at it?

Sure.
Look all you want.

It's such an unusual piece.

Look how it catches the light
on the corners.

Yeah, it's pretty, ain't it?

See how it shines?

Yeah.

Hey, Colonel,
we're gonna get
some company here.

[siren wailing]

This baby's ready to go
if you are.

(Hannibal)
Jackson must have called them.

Uh, Judy, we're gonna have to
hurry this up just a little.

When I count to three,
you'll be fast asleep.

One,

two--

Three.

Judy, drive this around
behind the shed, will you?

[sirens wailing]

Aw, Hannibal, let him go!
We don't have time for that!

You phoned the cops,
didn't you, sleazebag?

You tried to steal
my plane.

Maybe we should stick around

and explain to them
about your little
cocaine-smuggling operation.

Who are you guys?

You get the cops,
and you tell them

how wrong you were
to call them

or we'll be back here
to turn you into dog meat,
you understand?

Yeah. Yeah.

Good.

[engines revving]

[engines roaring]

[tires screeching]

Okay, what's the problem,
mister?

There's no problem.

[panting]

Just a small
misunderstanding.

Unbelievable.

To think of all
the sodium pentothal
we wasted

when all we had to do
was hypnotize him.

Could you fix it
so we could do this
all the time?

Sure. I can suggest a word
that will put him to sleep

every time he hears it.

And when this is all over,
I can cancel it.

Well, you better make it
a very obscure word.

I wouldn't want him to go
beddy-bye in the middle
of a firefight.

I usually use the word
"eclipse."

I think you'll find
that's used
once every few years.

Yeah. I don't think
I've ever used it.

When we land,
I'll give him the cue
and then wake him up.

I'm gonna see
what the ETA is. Excuse me.

Mmm-hmm.

[engine humming]

Well, Murdock,
how's it going?

Well, I'm on
final approach, sir.

We--we should be landing
in about 15 minutes, Colonel.

You know, while we're
running around

trying to find out
who's running this operation,

uh, as a new pilot,

I think it would be
a good idea to give this

Dick Nash a really rough edge.

To keep them from asking
too many questions, you know?

I'll, uh,

examine my alternatives
and I'll come up
with something, sir.

Murdock, are you going
straight on me?

Straight, sir?

Well, you know,
no soliloquies, no songs.

The words coming
from your mouth

could come from the mouth
of an insurance salesman.

You're turning

legit.

No.

I'm merely conforming to

a more acceptable norm
of conduct, sir.

Well, I'm gonna miss it,
you know.

The old yell

you used to give on take off.

Colonel, you still have
your memories.

[sniffing]

B.A., when I count to three,
you will wake up.

But when you hear
the word "eclipse,"

you will fall
right back to sleep.

Any chance you can make it
so he won't want to kill us

when he wakes up?

Sorry.

One, two, three.

Where are we?
What's going on?

We're in a plane.

Is that fool Murdock
flying this thing?

Eclipse!

[laughing]

Hey, Hannibal,
this is gonna be fun.

Just don't get carried away.

What do you think of this,

Colonel?

Nice touch, Murdock.

I got it cutting my way
through barbed wire

with my teeth.

What about
Sleeping Beauty here?

Okay, Judy, after we're gone,
wake him up

and tell him to be ready
in case there's any trouble.
Let's go.

[door opening]

One, two, three.

Where did everybody go?

[door slamming]

You lookin' for somebody?

Nash. Huh?

Dick Nash.

I don't think
he's reported in yet.

Well, he has now.

You're Dick Nash?

How many times
I gotta repeat myself, buddy?

Go ahead, help yourself.
Here's an opener.

Oh, it's grape.
I don't like grape.

[glass smashing]

Come on.

I'll show you
where your cargo is.

Oh, no, Hannibal.

We'll never be able
to go through all
these filing cabinets.

We don't even know
what we're looking for.

Speak for yourself.

"Talbot," "Thurston,"
"Trenton,"

"Turquoise Mine
Jewelry Company."

I don't believe it. You mean,
they actually keep records
on drug smuggling?

Everybody keeps records,

even ones
they never want found.

Remember Nixon?

Hey, man, what's going on?
What are we doing here?

Good, B.A. Stay out there
and keep an eye
on things for us.

Here he is. Winston Corliss.

That's the guy
everybody's working for.

Why does that name
sound familiar?

Amy was talking about him.

A friend of hers
investigated him last year
on drug trafficking.

He fled the country and they
were never able
to extradite him?

He's got friends high up
in the Colombian government.

Uh, uh, Hannibal, that, uh,
reporter friend of Amy's,
he got killed, didn't he?

He sure did.
Winston's scum.

If we could turn him over,

we could open up
a network of drug operations
all over the world.

Yeah, and if you two
don't get out of there
before somebody catches you,

we're gonna find ourselves
opened up all over the world.
Come on.

[grunting]

Hey.

(Murdock)
These crates are heavy.

Get us some help, will you?

[birds chirping]

Hiya, Pete.

You wanna lend us a hand?

We got
four more crates here.

This the turquoise run?

Yeah. That's the new pilot.
He came in early.

He doesn't talk much.

He's strange,
but as long as he can fly,
what do we care, right?

I thought we were getting
Dick Nash to make this run.

Yeah, Dick Nash.
That's him.

That ain't Dick Nash.

I worked with him
a few years ago
on the Caribbean line.

Are you sure?

Positive. Dick Nash is black.

Hey, you! Nash!

Or whatever your name is.

Who are you, mister?

What happened
to Dick Nash?

I am Dick Nash.

I know Dick
and you ain't him.

(Murdock)
You couldn't know me

'cause I wouldn't stoop
to spit on you.

[groaning]

[all yelling]

(Pete)
I got a gun in the car, Mack.

[grunting]

[gun firing]

Now, the question
you're asking yourself is

did he fire
five or six bullets?

Do you feel lucky?

Who are you guys, anyway?

B.A., put these guys
out of their misery.

[groaning]

Hang on to this, honey.

Things look good.
We got the shipload
of cocaine

and we know the name
of the number-one bad guy.

Now all we have to do
is catch him.

Hey, Hannibal,
I ain't flying, man.

I don't know how
you guys have been

getting me in and out
of these planes.

But this time
I'm ready for you.
This time--

Eclipse.
Eclipse.

I don't know
how we're gonna pull this off.

Even if we catch Corliss,
we can't extradite him.

As long as he's in Colombia,
he's safe.

But I have a plan.
It's brilliant.

Brilliant and foolproof.

All we have to do
is get Murdock
to crash the plane.

Well, I think I'd like
to be hypnotized
for this part, too.

Suit yourself.

[engine roaring]

I just received word
a plane has gone down

in the jungle
near the border.

A small cargo plane.

Gather up a search party.
We're going to look for it.

Perhaps we can find
another shipment
of "turquoise."

[grunting]

Uh, Murdock. Murdock. Murdock.

[panting]

That's good enough.

Let me see
what you look like.

[grunting]

I don't know,
Hannibal.

I guess you guys
know what you're doing.

But it sure does seem
like an elaborate plan.

It seems like there's
gotta be a simpler way
to go about this.

(Hannibal)
Well, this is simple.

He wanders deliriously
to the highway until someone

picks him up and
takes him to the hospital.

Once Corliss finds out
he's in the hospital,

he'll go to him to find out
where the plane crashed.

What if he doesn't
do anything like that?
He will.

He's already lost
one load of cocaine.

He can't let another
one rot in the jungle.

[sighing]
A black eye.

What?

He needs a black eye,
like he hit his head
on impact.

No, I'm--I'm sorry,
Murdock,

but--but makeup
would wash off
in the hospital.

All in the line of duty, sir.

And I know just the man
to give it to him.

No, no, no. B.A.,
you'd break his jaw.

Face, you hit him.

Right.

Murdock, this is--
this is gonna hurt me
more than it hurts you.

Now, what kind of punch
would you like?

Left cross,
left jab, right uppercut?

[grunts]

[crickets chirping]

(Corliss)
This is the second shipment
this week that I've lost.

Do you know how much money
we're talking here?

(Dalton)
Maybe we didn't lose
this shipment, Mr. Corliss.

I mean, the pilot walked away
from the wreck.

That means that the stuff
could still be intact.

(Corliss)
I wanna know
what's going on here.

I wanna know where this pilot
Nash came from.

I wanna know what happened
to the real pilot,

and I wanna know
who these friends of his are

that hung you two tough guys
out to dry.

Did you at least get
a good look at them?

Not really.
They jumped us
from behind.

It was all
like a blur.

I'd recognize
that one guy real fast.

Huh, I ain't seen nothing
like him in my life.

What hospital is he in,
this Nash guy,
or whatever his name is?

In Malaga.

Okay. Okay.

I think the least we could do
for one of our employees
is to pay him a little visit.

Get the guns. Let's go.

[crickets chirping]

I can't take it no more.

There are midgets
all over the floor.

[groaning]

And their hands
are larger than my feet.

They're grabbing at me--

[yelling]

[panting]
Please, don't.

Knock it off, Murdock,
will you?

A little delirium
goes a long ways.

I have to.
I'm practicing.

I got all these
pent-up anxieties
from acting straight.

How do I look?

Think those guys
from this morning
will recognize me?

Absolutely.

[door opening]

[Murdock groaning]

Please,
we have a man in pain.

Let me check him out
of the hospital, Doc.

Show some respect.
Now, move aside.

What do you
think you're doing?

I said we're taking
cousin Dick here back home.

You can't do this.

What do you plan
to do with him?

He's gonna show us
where he crashed his plane.

[gun cocking]
Now let's move it.

(Murdock)
It must've been
some kind of dinosaur

from the Mesozoic era.

This is really
highly irregular.

Did you see those lights
in the sky?
There were thousands of them.

They landed,
but who knows where?

They could be here.

They could be right here.

Uh, please,
don't make me, please.

Who's this guy?

His doctor. We needed him
to get out of the hospital.

And we figured
he could probably help out

'cause this banana
slips in and out of reality
every five minutes.

He's gotta get us
to that plane.

He'll get us to the plane.
Won't he, doctor?

I'm his doctor.
I don't control his mind.

I'm sure you'll think
of something.

They control the horizontal.

They control the vertical.

Don't attempt to adjust it.
You'll be next.

You'll be next.
You'll be next.

[car engine starts]

Yeah. Watch for cars.

Psst.

Uh, a little to the right.
Good.

Just a second, let me--

Wait, wait, wait.

[birds chirping]

[paper tearing]

Right there?

Uh, good. Okay.

Come on, let's go.

(Hannibal)
Well, 7:00.

That's all right,
considering we were
a couple of hands short.

[lighter clicking]

Is that them?

[birds chirping]

I'll find out.

(Hannibal)
Let's go. We gotta move.

Move? Are you crazy?

No. A bunch
of Venezuelan Federales
crossed the border line.

They're headed this way.
We can't let them
find the cocaine.

We got Corliss
to deliver to 'em.

What about
the plane?

We're gonna have to move it.
You didn't break anything,
did you, B.A.?

No. But I should have.

It's bad enough
when Murdock flies,

but at least
he knows how to.

Who said I was gonna fly it?
Get aboard.

[engine revving]

You're actually
gonna taxi this thing
through the jungle?

Oh, man. I never thought
the day would come

when I'd wish
Murdock was here.

Hang on.

[engine revving]

[bullets ricocheting]

I think you better
step on it, Hannibal.

Yeah, man,
if you don't go any faster,

they're gonna get
one of our tires, man!

I'll shoot
their tires first.

Get to that cargo door,
discourage them a little.

[guns firing]

Let's get those
vehicles in order. Fast.

We have to try
to keep following it,
which shouldn't be too hard.

There's no place
to take off.

[speaking Spanish]

(Dalton)
We're almost out of Colombia,
Mr. Corliss.

(Corliss)
No, we still have
15 kilometers to go.

I'm still safe.

This had better be
the right turnoff.

Remember, Doctor,
you're responsible.

Don't worry.

As difficult as he was
to understand,

I think I can manage
to figure out
my own patient's instructions.

Climbed out of the ice.
It was bigger than a house.

It laid an egg,
but it was too late
for breakfast.

[tires squealing]

(Murdock whimpering)
Please don't leave me again.

Please, I don't wanna
look at it.

I don't wanna look at it.

I looked up into 500 pounds
of foreign muscle and...

[sobbing]

(Face)
There's no plane.

(Corliss)
Well, Doctor,

I guess you didn't
understand your patient

as well as
you thought you did.

Well, uh, perhaps if we could
wait for another moment
of coherency,

I could ask him again.

Did you hear that, Mr. Nash?
Would you like
another painkiller?

I got a painkiller
for the both of you.

Now where's the plane?

Well,

gotta look
on the bright side.

We don't have to make this one
look like a plane crash.

Oh, Hannibal,
this is terrible, man.

The plane cut a path
that even blind people
can follow.

Them Federales
are gonna be on us
in a hot second.

Yeah. You're probably right.

Get the weapons out.
I'll be back in a minute.

Wait a minute, man.
Where you going?

Well, I gotta go back
to the old plane site

and tell Face and Murdock
where we are.

But I have to
stay out of sight.

How you gonna do that, man?

I've decided
the most realistic way
is to use my duck call.

Oh, Hannibal,
not the call.

Especially after what happened
to us last time.

What happened last time?

B.A., this time
it'll work.

Uh, I take it
Hannibal's duck call
isn't very good.

Good? It's perfect.
That's the problem.

The last time
he used that call,

some duck hunters
from the area
almost had us for dinner.

Disgusting!
Being mistaken for ducks.

[duck call quacking]

You're wasting my time.

This is definitely oil
from an airplane.

(Corliss)
What?

Airplane oil.

You see,
what probably happened is

my patient came, uh,
right down through here
somewhere

and crashed
somewhere down the line.

If I can work
with my patient,

I'm sure he'll be able
to lead us right to

where the plane crashed.

Won't you?

[quacking]

What the hell is that?

Sounds like a duck.

Plane!

What did I tell you?

Plane!

(Face)
Yeah, we're definitely
closing in on it.

(Murdock)
Plane!

(Face)
I think we'd better
stay on foot.

Plane!

[imitating airplane engine]

[quacking]

[quacking gets faster]

The rear patrol
reports no sign
of further advancement.

That means the plane
can be no more

than three miles from us
in any direction.

So we'll split up
and circle the area.

Then we will
move in together.

All right. Let's go.

[grunting]

(Hannibal)
They'll be here any minute.

I don't know
how many of them there are,
so be ready for anything.

Seen any duck hunters
along the way?

You had to
tell her, huh?

Uh, Judy, stay on the ground
below these boxes.

B.A., take the left flank.

(Murdock)
Three-hundred light-years
from earth.

They're all buried
under the ground.
Don't touch the eggs.

Keep away from me.

[panting]

Might that be
what you've been
looking for, gentlemen?

My plane! My plane!

My kingdom for my plane!

I think he...

I think he means that one.

Let's move it!

This isn't over for anybody
until I get my stash back.

[rustling]

Federales!

This is a trap.

Hey, this guy's a phony.
He ain't no doctor!

(Dalton)
He's the guy that jumped us
this morning at the airport.

[groaning]

[grunting]

(Hannibal)
Let's give them cover, B.A.

[machine guns firing]

Don't let those guys
get away!

But Mr. Corliss--
I said, we get up!

[bullets ricocheting]

Glad to see you. Grab a gun.

Hannibal, next time
you decide to move,

send out
change-of-address cards.

Murdock and I
almost bought the farm
back there.

You know, we got Federales
headed this way?

Yeah, they arrived
a little early.

That's why we had to relocate.

Okay, I'll go around back,
see if I can find Corliss.

Face, take my position.

I'm out of ammo, B.A.
Hand me some clips.

What?

Clips! Give me clips!

(Judy)
You said the trigger word.
You said "eclipse."

(both)
Judy!

(Corliss)
Let's get out of here.
Let them fight it out.

(Sanchez)
Now, drop your guns, everyone.

I order you all under arrest.

You need not bother with me
and my associates.

This man--
this man here is the one
you want.

And there's more of his team
hidden in the jungle,
I'm sure.

And here we are.

What's this? What's going on?

Mr. Winston Corliss
is one of the world's
leading cocaine dealers.

This is some of his stock
in trade.

We thought you might want to
keep it for the court,
as evidence.

If I were you, Colonel,
I would arrest these men

and forget about
everything else.

I have friends
in the Colombian government

who could make things
very difficult for you.

I couldn't care less
about your friends
in the Colombian government.

This is Venezuela
you're in now.

[Hannibal laughing]

Venezuela?

Yeah, we knew we couldn't
extradite you from Colombia,

so we nailed you
in another country.

Neat, huh?

Who are you men?
What--what do you
have to do with all of this?

We are agents
for the United States
Drug Enforcement Agency.

Undercover, of course.

That's the best news story
I ever read.

Please,
won't you sit down?

We got a letter
from the American ambassador
down there,

and he said that in
just a very few days,
probably,

Robbie will be released.

After they found out
that Mr. Corliss
was behind all of this,

they believed
in Robbie's innocence
immediately.

I'm sure his military record
had a lot to do with it,
Uncle Jes.

So we decided
we'd better

get down here
and make this place
into a real homecoming.

We have collected
nearly $15,000, Mr. Smith.

And if--if you just give us
a few more days,
we'll have the whole thing.

Well, it--it really
didn't cost that much.

The airplane
usually runs up
the big bill

and, uh, we had one
provided for us.

Which brings up
the same question,
Hannibal.

Now, how are you getting me
in and out of these airplanes,
man?

B.A., have you thought
about seeing a doctor

about these blackouts
you've been having?

Blackouts? Man, I ain't having
no blackouts.

I'm falling
dead asleep.

And every time I wake up,
there's a plane nearby.

It's probably, um, narcolepsy.

Ah!
It's very common.

It happens to Billy
all the time.

You see, Murdock?
There you go again.

Talking about your crazy
made-up friends.

I knew you
weren't going straight, fool.

We--we're only
trying--trying to make you
feel more comfortable.

Comfortable?

It's all because of you
that I'm having
these blackouts, sucker.

B.A.'s afraid to fly,
Uncle Jes.

That's what this
is all about.

Really?

I bet Judy here
can help you out.

She knows hypnosis.

And I bet she could put
B.A. in a trance

and talk him
right out of his fear.

Hypnosis. That's it!

(all)
No, no.

You hypnotized me,
didn't you?

Hannibal, I want
an answer from you,
right now.

Answer me, Hannibal,

before I knock your head
right off your shoulders.

(Judy)
Hannibal...

Eclipse.

I cancelled the word.