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(Carson) We just picked up

unauthorized use of a
computer on the security level.

(Raymond) What
level was the breach?

Red level.

She was calling up
information on the A-Team.

You're really the
A-Team. I found you.

Who are you, Miss Baker?

You want to trade
information to get something?

Col. Decker is after you.

Now, there's a hot flash.

Freeze, Smith.

(Decker) Fire!

[gun firing]

You're not a member of the team.

Yet.

Yeah, Ron, do something!

[Face screaming]

You could use
someone who's not hot.

To work the outside
for you like Amy used to.

Whatever Tawnia Baker has paid
you to interfere in our operation,

I can outbid.

(Raymond) You
might get off the floor,

but not out of the building.

Security is
state-of-the-art here.

Go get 'em.

(Murdock) We shall
make the skies safe

for Mumsie, Daddy,
and Buckingham!

God save the Queen!

(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]

[keyboard clicking]

[door closing]

We just picked up

unauthorized use of a
computer on the security level.

What level was the breach?

Red level. Full data scan,

interlocking with Interpol
and Federal satellite relays.

Luckily, the station she
was using didn't shut down.

And her access
code was still entered.

Her?

(Raymond) A clerk in R&I

who's been with the
firm less than one month

making unsanctioned use of the
security computer at 5:00 a.m.?

Do you think she
discovered our plan

to assassinate Sheik
Fatasi at 2:00 today?

All we have is her
final search data.

She was linked to the military
computers in Los Angeles.

She was calling up
information on the A-Team.

They're a military unit...

I know about them.

This dangerous breach

could mean she
also knows about us.

We can't be sure of that.

Well, then let's be sure.

She was out of the building
before it kicked back to security

that someone was
in the computer.

She must have been moving fast.

Which is probably why
she left the computer on.

Find her, Carson.

Find her before she
finds the A-Team.

(Raymond) Find her before 2:00.

Hold it!

You have to pay a toll

or the Cookie
Monster will eat you.

Hmm!

(Face) Come on, Hannibal.
Are you kidding me?

Face, Decker's been crowding us.

Our last two supposed clients
have been military plants.

I was lucky to spot them before
they figured out I was Mr. Lee.

Stop complaining. You
love all that greasepaint.

That's why you run
them through the gauntlet.

To weed out the bad ones.

The odds are one will
slip through eventually.

We got to get out of town.

Yes, but out of the country?

No, no, no, not now.

I got a real good thing
on the burner here.

Selling fishing
poles, leaky canteens,

and darts that don't
even fly straight?

Try this one, Hannibal.

It... it just so happens

that the Contessa Marascella
and her lovely daughter Carmella,

like to come shopping here in
the sporting goods department.

Man, I don't know why anybody
would want to come shopping here.

Especially no princess.

They don't even sell good darts.

There are more important things
in life, B.A., than throwing darts.

Now, Hannibal, now look,

if I can hook up with the
Contessa, I'm taken care of.

I'll be on her grouse
hunting expedition for sure.

That way, I'll be out of the
country for a couple of weeks.

And, well, if
Carmella's nice to me,

I can parlay that into
an extended leave.

The longer we wait,
the greater the risk.

My plan is we get out of town

as soon as I finish playing the
Monster from Camp Runamuck.

Now, if the Contessa
and Carmella Marascella

don't invite you by the
time I finish filming today,

you're out of luck.
We leave tonight.

Now, come on, Face, the three of
us have had some great vacations.

And we'll pick a nice
place. Rio, Acapulco...

I spent the last three weeks
peddling Pocket Fisherman,

flies, Happy Rudder inflatables.

I worked my butt off so I
could be salesman of the month.

'Cause that's who the Contessa
requests when she comes shopping here.

Sorry.

(Hannibal) Cheer up,
Face. It's an annual event.

I'm sure the Contessa and
her grouse will wait till next year.

Try this one, Hannibal.

Nice, B.A.

Lucky.

The A-Team! You're
really the A-Team.

I found you. I'm Tawnia Baker.

You're Hannibal Smith, right?

Faceman.

[growling]

Definitely B.A.

We don't give autographs, honey.

What's going on, Murdock?

I've got some very
important information for you.

Col. Decker is after you.

Now, there's a hot flash.

He has men on the way.
They could be here already.

Who are you, Miss Baker?

You want to trade
information to get something?

No, I'm just warning you.

I got the information from
Intermode. Right off their computer.

Intermode?

Yeah, one of the world's
biggest security firms.

They protect corporations,
shy billionaires,

politicians, movie
stars and lately

some very important
Arab oil magnates.

The point is you're
in serious danger.

Right now.

Captain?

That car parked at
the end of the block,

well, I still feel funny about it,
even though nobody's come or gone.

That wino keeps
hanging around there.

I mean, he could be a recon.

I mean, he could call
for backup any minute.

B.A., go with Murdock.
Check out the street.

I'm... I'm so glad
you believe me.

Believe you?

Miss Baker, if that's your name,

if you're telling the truth, I'd
be foolish not to listen to you.

If you're a military plant,

Decker tried to make you look
good by putting some men up front

to back up your
story. Either way,

we've got military
heat in the area.

She wasn't kidding.

She said when Hannibal started
thinking, you took turns on two wheels.

"She" wasn't kidding?

Freeze, Smith.

I'm sorry, our store Santa
Claus has gone for the day.

You'll have to come back

if you want to tell him what
you want for Christmas.

My Christmas
present is you, Smith.

You have expensive taste.

All of you. Hands up.

Miss Allen gets an
overseas assignment,

you don't waste any time
replacing her, do you?

Decker!

[Decker grunting]

They're not to get out of here!

Radio the others outside!

[crashing]

[grunting]

Way too obvious,
Decker. Let's do it, Face!

(Hannibal) Up, up, up!

Now, you guys
just hand your .45s

to the handsome
gentleman right over there.

Aren't you gonna tell me I'm
not gonna get away with this?

Oh, I know you're
gonna get away with this.

But there are only just
so many times, Smith.

I like that, Decker.
Shows spunk.

Now, we'd love to stay
and chat about world affairs,

but duty calls.

Hannibal?

Oh, just his size.

I love it when a
plan comes together.

Pin 'em! Don't let
'em get to the car!

[gun firing]

Hey, want to play leap frog?

Not now, Murdock!
Keep it together, fool.

Hop-hop to this little red car.

I got the keys here in my purse.

[gun firing]

Come on, man, hurry
up with them keys.

I'm doing the best I can, B.A.

What do you carry all
that junk in the purse for?

It's not mine.

[clattering]

Everybody prone out!
Weapons on the ground!

Move it!

[gunshot]

(Murdock) Where are the keys?

[Murdock exclaiming]

All right, you just
hang in there, Colonel.

It took us 10 years
to break Lynch's spirit.

Arrivederci!

[tires screeching]

Fire! Fire!

[gun firing]

(Hannibal) They hit us
pretty good, that time.

You guys are a real trip.

We can be a real mean trip, too.

You got a lot of
explaining to do.

I'm telling you,
I am a reporter.

I work for L.A. Courier-Express.

I know Amy Allen very well.

Which is very difficult for
us to confirm on short notice,

seeing that Amy's
in Djakarta right now.

Honey, the only ID in here is
from the Intermode Security firm.

The name's Tawnia.

And I told you. I've been working
undercover on a story there.

Using the security firm's
computers to run a check on us

in the early morning
hours before work?

[sighing] Look,

it was hard for
Amy to keep denying

her connection with you with
all the stories she kept turning in.

Come on, you practically won her

that foreign
correspondent appointment.

Which you'd like
us to do for you.

You could use
someone who's not hot.

To work the outside
for you like Amy used to.

Oh, come on, guys!

Don't I deserve something for
almost getting my tail shot off?

My car shot up?

My car has been shot up.

I must admit, Amy
would have been furious.

She's just shocked.

Hey, Face, that was a good idea.

Hiding my van with a
bunch of used cars that night.

Of course it was.

Uh, Hannibal. Listen,
I've been thinking.

Maybe... maybe we shouldn't
just cut her loose like that.

(Hannibal) We don't need
any more press, Face.

Enough people
know we're out there.

Yeah, yeah, but we're not too
sure she's not a plant by Decker.

Now do you happen to think
if I could invest a little time,

I might be able to draw her out.

Oh, I see. You mean just the two
of you over a quiet cup of coffee,

you could find
something out about her?

Now, we're leaving town anyway.

What you don't do
for the team, Face.

I know.

[car engine starting]

Hi, listen, you still
want your exclusive?

Hannibal said
no feature stories.

On the team.

See, on an individual basis,
we all fend for ourselves.

Anything on the girl? Nothing!

I used the chopper
to crisscross the city

and see if I could
pick her up. No luck.

I'm heading over to
her apartment now.

She'll either return there or
come into work in a few hours.

If she doesn't
know we're onto her.

Be sure to have the helicopter
in the shop by 1200 hours,

to be refitted.

This sanction will
proceed on schedule.

On schedule.

We'll either be
back with the girl.

Or she'll be dead.

(Raymond) We must
be at the target at 2:00.

[whirring]

So my friend who had
been working at Intermode

thought it might make
some kind of story.

(Face) Didn't you think
maybe she was just bitter

because Intermode laid her off?

Sure, I knew that
was some of it.

But the part about the
entire upper management

slowly being replaced over
a couple of months' time

and all security
personnel being adjusted,

cutting off access to certain
areas that had been open until then,

well, it was enough to convince
my editor to let me check it out.

What was going on

in one of the largest
private security firms in L.A.?

And, uh, you really just
wanted to get in touch with us?

No.

But once I was there,

I realized the full potential
of their computer system.

I had the training on it

to know I could tap
into military records,

if they had the access.

Which, with their contracts
with the government

and other international security
firms, would definitely do.

I figured why not
kill two birds, right?

Well, I must tell you, Tawnia.

I'm... I'm very glad you did.

It shows you're a very

determined and,
uh, dedicated person.

I know.

And I would like
to get what I want.

Mmm, me, too.

Like a story.

Uh...

Well, let's get into
that another time.

I thought you had
a hard and fast rule

about fraternizing with
members of the team.

Ah, but, uh,

you're not a member of the team.

Yet.

But I'll bet you
can see me as one.

Right now I just see
you as a beautiful woman

sitting on a very large couch.

I, uh, do find you

very attractive.

Hmm, well.

What more could you want?

It's just

[chuckling]

with your situation and all...

Mmm-hmm.

What kind of
relationship can we have?

[clears throat]

Relationship?

Is something wrong?

Oh, no, no, no.
It's, uh, it's, uh...

You know it's, uh,

it's getting a little late.

Maybe I better shove off.

Uh, we could, uh, pick
this up at another time.

Amy was right.

The word "commitment"
can ward Templeton Peck off

faster than a can of Mace.

So, Amy said that, did she?

Oh, the thought's
hers, the phrase is mine.

Care to comment?

[doorbell ringing]

Who is it?

(Ron) Tawnia, it's me,
Ron. I have to talk to you.

It's Ron.

And at 7:00 in the morning.

What kind of relationship
do you have with him?

It's Ron Graham. He
works at Intermode.

I only met him two weeks ago.

(Ron) Come on, honey, open up.

Honey?

I went out with him.
It's part of the job.

Just a minute, Ron.

Let me throw something on.

He's used to waiting
outside while you do that?

Instead of wising off,

don't you think you should
be getting out of here?

That's a little difficult as
we're on the seventh floor,

and I, uh, left my
hang glider at home.

Just get out of sight.

Do you mind leaving
my stuff alone, please.

Well, you told Ron you were
gonna throw something on.

I'm just trying to
be helpful, honey.

Oh. Don't mind me. I'll,
uh, I'll be under the bed.

[sighing]

Coming.

Lord, Ron. What is it that it
couldn't wait till I got to work?

I'm sorry, Tawnia. I had to.

Had to... Had to...

Hey! What are you doing?

(Ron) For God's
sake, don't hurt her.

You said you
wouldn't, Mr. Carson.

What do you want?

What are you looking for?

You had to throw
something on, huh?

A little late-night
entertaining?

[choking]

[grunting]

[exclaims]

[grunting]

All right, let's go. Come on.

Do something, Ron!

Yeah, Ron, do something!

I can't. You just don't know.

[Face screaming]

[gasping]

[sighs]

[panting]

Takes a licking, but,
uh, keeps on ticking.

It was lucky there
was a pool down there.

You could've killed him.

I didn't know there
was a pool down there.

I'm fine, really,
really. I'm fine. I, uh...

[sighing]

[helicopter whirring]

[car engine starting]

[people chattering]

Ah, excuse me.

This, uh, this is The Monster
from Camp Runamuck set, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, great.

Listen, where's the guy
who plays the monster?

(Face) Never mind, I see him.

Oh, boy, am I glad
to find you, Hannibal.

Look, I'm sorry
to come busting in

in the middle of your gig here.

But, uh, they grabbed Tawnia.

Yeah. Look, I
think she's on the...

You know, you could just
cook inside one of these things.

So, anyway, she was
kidnapped from her place and me,

I was thrown out of
a 10-story window.

Now, Face, you don't have to
exaggerate to make your point.

I'm not exaggerating...

By the way,

are you sure it was
guys from the Intermode?

Hannibal, they were
standing as close as you.

A guy who works there by
the name of Ron Graham,

who she's been
seeing, by the way.

And some crud named Carson
who was very rude to me.

You got any idea
where they took her?

It was a little tough to hear.

I was listening to the
chlorine ruin my clothes.

Our best bet is to
start at the source.

We'll swing by and pick
up Murdock and B.A.

(B.A.) I don't like it, man.

We don't even know for sure
that they brought her here.

And there's something about that
building that says, "Keep Away."

I concur with the
Baracan one, Colonel.

That's a nasty block
of steel and glass.

I mean, that building
has got an attitude.

She's got to be here.

The Intermode
people kidnapped her,

they took her away in a chopper,

and there's a chopper
pad on top of that building.

You did bring our secret
weapon, huh, Face?

Mike?

Oh, Hannibal, you
snuck Mike into my ride?

Do you know what kind of
risk you're taking doing that?

I think we need to find the air
conditioner main intake vent.

Face?

Oh, man.

Smells like a winner.

[sniffing]

Yeah, yeah, you definitely
got a skunk problem here.

You know, a lot of
people don't realize

how those wild ones can
move down out of the hills

and make themselves
right at home.

These big air
conditioning units here,

they make a sound just
like their mama's heartbeat.

Mike's, huh?

Never used you before.

(Face) Well, we got a
waiting list, you know.

You'll see on that list, we
got a call from a Mr. Carson

and then we were referred
to a Mr. Ron Graham.

I guess they had some
problems on his floor, too.

You got to tend to your
multi-floor problem real quick.

These situations
can get bad. Real bad.

Yeah, well, now, the guys and I

will have the place
smelling like Hawaii

before you can say Tiny Bubbles.

Graham's on five and
Carson's on seven.

Take the elevator over there.

Keep cool now.

[sighing] Where's Graham?

You know, Graham's the
guy who stood and watched

while two tight-collars tossed
me out of a 10-story window.

Now, come on, Face, 10th floor?

Listen, the trick is, even if you're
gonna make up the whole story,

you've got to keep it within
the borders of credibility.

I kept the borders
of credibility.

You didn't keep it...

Hi there, remember me?

Two-and-a-half gainer
off a 10-story-high board?

Send them a card instead, Ron.

What do you want?

Oh. Same thing
you guys do. The girl.

Where is she?

[grunts]

Nice view, Ron,
but don't look down.

If you don't cooperate,
we're gonna be put off.

Right, Murdock? Oh, yeah.

You're not really gonna
make us go through all that,

are you, Ronny-baby?

Somebody order fried rice.

Somebody order egg Foo Young.

Somebody got
to pay for all this.

Murdock.

Oh, Face, I almost died

when you went out that window!

You almost died. Murdock.

(Raymond) We must
make the 2:00 deadline.

The oil delegation's
already in town.

Need I tell you that our clock

is running out on
this Fatasi matter?

I've questioned
the girl thoroughly.

She knows absolutely
nothing about the operation.

(Raymond) Unless
she's very, very good.

She's not a professional,
Mr. Raymond.

I'm positive of it.

All right. We'll go
on your lead, then.

Get the chopper back to the
hangar and install the missiles.

Once that's done, the
guns will take no time.

It'll be back and ready just when
Sheik Fatasi's press party begins.

You boys are
planning a busy day.

Hannibal Smith. The A-Team.

Where's the girl?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Well, then get one.

Tawnia Baker.

Carson here grabbed her
out of her own apartment.

(Carson) You'll never
get out of this place.

Yeah? We got in easy enough.

We'll just do the
same thing backwards.

You might get off the floor, but
you'll never get out of the building.

Security is
state-of-the-art here.

Like that super chopper
with missiles you got

to blow away some Arab sheik?

Now, Smith...

[thudding]

Smith, I know all about
you and the A-Team.

It's my job to be
up on such matters.

Really?

You are soldiers.
Mercenaries for hire.

In our separate
fashions, we're the same.

For a fee, we provide a service.

Whatever Tawnia Baker has paid
you to interfere in our operation,

I can outbid.

Perhaps I can offer you
some jobs in the future.

I can always use
some well-trained men.

Don't flatter yourself, Jack.

You and I are nothing alike.

You couldn't fill this
building with enough money

to get me to pull you
out of a burning wreck.

But I would take you

and this whole network
of terrorism you set up,

and flush you down the sewer.

Just to see the kind
of sound you'd make.

Well, there's Miss Baker now.

You see those two guys with her?

They're with us.

Now, that's four
holes in your security.

Pretty embarrassing, huh?

[alarm ringing]

Man, that's what
I call a button.

What's the story?

It's a dummy.
Above the fifth floor,

you need an encoded
security key to call the elevators.

You people are
warped, you know that?

Come on, there's
a stair over here.

When he said dummy,
was he talking to me?

(Face) Who else?

What do you mean... Ciao, Ronny.

B.A.

[crashing]

Don't like jerks sneaking
into my privacy, understand?

[alarm ringing]

Face! Murdock!

This building is too weird.

Buttons scream at
you, stairs talk to you.

Hannibal! Where are you?

Seventh floor!
Stay where you are.

[grunting]

I don't know what
to say to all of you.

(Hannibal) Save your breath.

You're gonna need it. Go, Face!

There they are!

(Guard) Let's get them.

[guns firing]

Go, B.A.!

[clears throat]

Yeah, yeah, that's
probably there

where he hit that station
wagon before breaking away.

The scratches are
there. Birch trees,

you can tell by the
texture of the bark.

Hey, didn't you guys see
that sign "Inquire Within"?

What's the problem?
Can't you read?

Look at that rear
seat there, it's gone.

That's probably what they
used to prop it up before...

Uh, yeah, uh, Officer Block.

Officer Pratt.
You, uh, you, uh...

Yes. Uh, Spencer?

Yeah, sure.

You're cops, right?
Something wrong?

Yeah, Livermore P.D.

And you could say that there's
something wrong, Spencer.

I mean, if you've got
a sensitive stomach.

Mr. Spencer, this
here, uh, vehicle

is material evidence
in a current case.

And it's a real ugly
set of events, too.

So, uh, I'm afraid we're
gonna have to take her.

You're kidding me.
When do I get it back?

Well, uh, we got to do
some spectral analysis.

You know, dust for prints,
the whole nine yards.

Which is how long?

48 hours, uh, including travel.

Court order. Spencer,
sign right here.

And then sign these
insurance transferal forms

so that we can be on our
way as soon as we can.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

You wouldn't want to be responsible
for setting the Livermore Shredder free.

Just thinking about
it makes me sick.

Livermore Shredder?

Let's just hope this thing
puts that nutcase away forever.

Come here. Come here.

I had a potential buyer.

No, come here, have a seat.

Have a seat,
right there for you.

(Murdock) Look, I
wouldn't, if I were you,

let any of my
prospective buyers know

that I was willing
to sell them a thing

with a stigma
attached to it, like that.

I mean, personally,
I find that disgusting.

Personally, I do!

I don't know what you think.

[engine sputtering]

(Murdock) Face,
I thought you said

this was a
state-of-the-art helicopter.

(Face) Murdock, Hannibal
said he wanted a chopper,

I got you a chopper.

[helicopter whirring]

[tire screeching]

I've crashed choppers in Nam

that handle better
than this thing.

Face, you're losing your touch.

It's a perfectly good chopper.
Now, anyone can see that.

(B.A.) You call
that a helicopter?

That thing can't
even make coleslaw.

What are you talking about?

That is a perfectly
good helicopter.

Isn't it? Well, Face...

However, when a superior
pilot like myself is involved,

it's possible to coax flight
from any and all objects

with the right wind and weather.

Where's Hannibal?
He's supposed to help.

He said he stayed
back to help Tawnia

try to rescue the
Sheik from danger.

Right. Translation: He wanted
to get out of some hard labor.

Hey, guys, let's to it.

The blue yonder awaits.

[whoops]

So does the Grim Reaper.

(Murdock) It isn't
gonna fly gracefully.

It wasn't exactly a smooth flyer
before we weighted her down.

Now it's gonna be like
flying a Brink's truck.

Murdock, we must just persevere.

We shall make the skies safe

for Mumsie, Daddy,
and Buckingham!

God save the Queen!
At least give it a break.

Murdock, could we hurry up?

Sure, anything you want.

[helicopter engine starting]

Hi, I'm here for
the press luncheon.

Thank you.

(Tawnia) Excuse me.

Hello, my name is Tawnia
Baker, L.A. Courier-Express.

A pleasure.

However, I will have
a prepared statement

on the subject of
the oil agreement

for all the press
at the same time,

so if you don't mind...

I understand, but that's
not what I'm here for.

Oh?

No. I'm here to warn you.

There are men on
their way to kill you.

Perhaps you should
speak with my security men.

They can't help
you. I'm very serious.

How... how do you know this?

There's a helicopter that
patrols your house, right?

That's how they're
going to do it.

The helicopter.

My security men will
take this up with you.

We've got to go inside. Quickly.

First missile ready?

First missile ready, sir.

Execute.

[people screaming]

There they are!

[guns firing]

Evasive action!
Then take them out!

There they are.

It's not palatial,
but it's safe.

How did you people know?

We're just in the right
line of work, I guess.

Hit it!

(B.A.) We made
the pickup, Hannibal.

I read you, Sergeant.
Be at the rendezvous.

(Murdock) Uh, Colonel,
they turned around

and they're coming at us.

Get out of the way,
Murdock. I got to reload.

Works for me, Colonel.

Now drop her down!

Keep on him. That's
Smith up there.

He won't get away from me again.

[guns firing]

Hang on, Colonel.

[Murdock whooping]

Beautiful, Murdock!

[laughs]

[laughing]

Boy, talk about you guys

just giving me the
best story of my career.

That was the paper.

They were going crazy over there

trying to figure out
how come the FBI

was crawling all over the
Intermode Security Building.

And you just happened
to have all the answers.

Well, a lot of them.

Mostly, the part about
an aborted attempt

to assassinate a
wealthy Arab oil magnate.

Ta-da!

And you no doubt filled
in all the, uh, information.

I said some unidentified
individuals managed to fend off

the helicopter attack and
save a great many lives.

Including that of this reporter.

I sure hope you
spelled unidentified right.

You'd be amazed how many
people get that mixed up.

How about F-O-O-L?
That's an easy one.

The A-Team won't forget
this favor, Miss Baker.

I, uh, don't think
she's going to let us.

Hey, come on.

I think I handled my end
of the deal extremely well.

See.

I was real convincing in
the clutch with Sheik Fatasi.

And I kept my cool getting
away from Col. Decker,

and when you rescued
me from Raymond.

And you think all this buys
you a locker in our gym?

Sound familiar?

[grunts]

You can't tell me Amy would've
done any more than I did.

I deserve the same
chance she got.

Do you know how much my
stock has gone up at the paper...

Got to be going.

Just on this one story?

Wait! Wait, wait!

(Tawnia) After
all I went through

to locate and warn
you about Decker,

you're gonna walk out on me
and disappear again? Just like that?

That's right. If you'd
get out of the way.

Face, what about you? Come on.

Talk to them for me.

This whole experience
has been a little iffy for me.

I did the 10-story swan dive
out of your window, remember?

Do I. Wait a minute.

You got thrown out of a window?

Didn't you tell them?

No. I was just about
to get around to that.

[siren wailing]

Decker. You can
tell us on the road.

See you, Baker, and thanks.

Hannibal, wait!

Decker saw me with you.
He'll haul me off to jail.

You've got to let
me come with you.

[sighing]

We'll give you a lift.

Right. We can kick
this around on the way.

Really get to know each other.