01x04 - Pros and Cons

[bunniefuu]

[Man]
Ten years ago, 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.

[Men Shouting]

[Man]
Get him! Get him!

Get him!
Okay, get him!

Maim him!
Just-Just maim him!

He's goin' down, Warden. This time
old Jase is gonna stop that boy for good.

Keep that tape rollin'.
Three grand a copy.

Okay! Okay!

How do you award it?

- k*ll him!
- k*ll him, Jase!

Finish him off, son.

Finish him off, boy.

I don't want to do it, Mr Beale.

And I don't care if you sh**t me.
I won't do it.

Jase, Lieutenant Trask here's
gonna give you regulation clothes, okay?

And you got an hour start.
Then I gotta announce a prison break.

That's our bargain.
I'm holding up my end. Better get goin'.

Hold it!

This here's my watch.

You got exactly
one-hour head start.

Go!

Seem like about an hour?

Let's call it in, Red.

[Chattering]

[On Radio]
Sneed, this is Leo.

We got us a prison break.
The boy"s headin"up Carver"s Road.

- You wanna see
if you can scare up a posse?
- Hey, we're mounted and ready.

Out. All right,
he's on Carver Canyon Road.

Now he'll be up in Box Canyon
in about five minutes.

Now y'all are legalized deputies
of this county, so good huntin', huh?

- Okay.
- Let's get him! Let's go!

- I'll make it. I'll make it.
- [Boy] I won"t make it.

I ain't got no time
to make no ashtrays.

Neither do I. But since I've been put
in charge of arts and crafts, I'll make time.

I gotta go.

Hey, Joey, what'd you
and your mother hear from Jase?

Nothin'.

There he is now.

- Where you been, Joey?
- I had to go down to the centre
and check in with B.A.

B.A. Baracus
in a day care centre?

- That big, tough dude,
what's he doin' down there?
- He's making ashtrays.

It beats making trouble,
don"t it, Jase?

B.A., you son of a g*n.
Come on in.

- How are you?
- Good, good, good, good, good, good.

He tells me you busted up a bar in Florida.
Got 30 days in Strikersville.

You don't know the half of it, B.A.

You see, that warden,
he had a whole different plan for me.

My 30 days turned into five years.

- I mean, they turned
my whole life upside down.
- You busted out?

Don't mess in my mud, B.A.
I'm poison.

You been throwin' your life away,
that's your business.

But you"re gonna get your little brother
here in trouble trying to help you.

Well, he is my brother.
And I don't have anyplace else to go.

[Man On P.A.]
Jase Tataro!

We got you surrounded!

They followed you, Joey.
Damn it, I told you to be careful.

B.A., you got to get him
out of here now.

We can blow you away
right here and now if you want, Jase.

Save us a lot of trouble
if we did blow him away.

Warden wants him in one piece...
you know that.

Now you can come on out of there.

No! No!
They'll k*ll him!

- They'll k*ll him!
- They're k*lling him, Andre.

They're k*lling a perfectly
wonderful career.

I got a big-time feature
to produce.

I've got agents like you
hawking me all day long.

Now your client
is a big riskola.

Okay, the whole Aquamaniac disaster,
we'll own that.

But we all know that John
was having emotional problems.

Your script... Sinbad Goes To Mars...

is absolutely beautiful...

and John is perfect casting
as the Martian.

Uh... hmm.

- Let's go. I need you.
- This, uh...

One of my...
Another one of my clients.

l"ll take care of the check.
l"ll phone you, Andre.

That guy produces most of
the monster pictures in Hollywood.

I was being my own agent.
It was beautiful.

- We're on a case.
- What case? Who's the client?

Oh, I see.
He"s got a lot of money, has he?

He's got nothin'. His brother's about
to be m*rder*d at a Florida prison,
and we're gonna get him out.

You gotta hear this kid's story,
Hannibal. He says the warden of
that prison in Florida...

is forcing the prisoners
to fight to the death.

We're gonna get him out, Hannibal.
You got a problem with that?

I didn't say I had a problem, B.A.
I'm just saying...

if we want to stay out of the federal
slammer, we gotta screen our clients.

- I'm calling for a vote.
I say we take a vote on this case.
- How can we vote on it?

- We don't even know what it is.
- We vote because I say we vote.

- Could we make that a secret ballot?
- No!

I say we get Jase
out of prison forJoey. All in favour?

I said, all in favour.

Well, I, uh, uh...
You know, l...

Well, sure, I'd favour that.

Well, they don't let
crazy people vote.

They take that right away from you
when you're committed.

We are also immune to fear.

We can't hook up emotionally
to the concept of cerebral damage.

- I'm gettin' tired of this rap, Murdock.
- You're tired of it? How do you think I feel?

I have to listen to it all day.

I think it's a hell of a story.
And if we can prove it, I get front page.

You see, I got this real shot at playing
the Martian in Sinbad Goes To Mars.

Don't matter. You're out-voted anyway.
Come on, let's go.
We gotta get out of here.

Well, kid, it looks like
you just hired the A-Team.

That script stunk anyway.
I have to have some creative standard.

[Hannibal] We gotta get you a cover,
Face, to get into that slammer.

Get a book on prison reform.

- Any book?
- No. It has to be a recent one...

and by an author who's
never been published before.

- We'll get copies at the book store.
- I know the routine. Let's go.

Go on, son.

Well, Jase said this Warden Beale
picks prisoners that are tough.

Tries him out by having one of the guys
in the yard pick a fight with him.

If they do well, he separates them
from the other prisoners and trains them.

Then he makes them
fight to the death.

Like them gladiators in Rome, man.

How did Jase get away?

Well, if they win, they let you go free,
and then they hunt you.

They try to k*ll you.

Jase was the first one
to get away.

Jase is real tough, Hannibal.
He grew up in my neighbourhood.

- He was the baddest cat around
until I showed up.
- Still is.

He's my brother.
Everyone says, "Yeah.

Jase, he's-he's
real tough and mean."

But he's not.

He's...

That's okay, Joey. That's okay. I'm gonna
help you, me and my friends here.

It's okay. It's okay.

But what if they k*ll him
before you can get to him?

All we can do is our best.
But we'll give it a 100% try, son.

We found a book called
The Reformed Convict by Dwight Pepper.

Dr Pepper?
Are you kidding?

It's his first book.
He's a doctor of psychology from LSU.

Face, you're the good doctor.

[Hannibal] Let"s go. We"ll drop
Joey at home and get on down there.

A new record...
coast to coast in 38 hours.

The town's kinda small.
Somehow I expected a house or two.

That's the city limits sign.
The town is up the road.

Ambitious.
Lay it out for me, Face.

Now, uh, Murdock, B.A., Hannibal,
you rent the car and get arrested.

Now Amy and I,
we"ll scan the stuff we need...

and get to you guys with
the stuff you need for the escape.

We gotta break out of jail
with Jase before the fight.

If we don't, then, uh,
B.A. could be in big trouble.

Yeah, he"s also in big trouble
if you and B.A. get separated.

If that happens, you aren't gonna win
the fight or see what's going on.

Don't worry. I got a plan
that will keep us together.

Let's go.
Jase could be dead already.

Let her rip, B.A.

Gettin' arrested in this burg
is the easy part.

[Horn Honking]

[Siren Blaring]

Well, now, where you boys from?

[Slurred Speech]
Drop dead, sir.

- [Glass Shatters]
- I want these guys, Billy.

Now you call Judge Bell and you tell him
that I got me some Yankees...

- ploughin"through town doin" 80.
- I thought we were doin' 85.

He ain't gonna like it, Norm. You know
what he said about bustin' Yankees.

Nobody talks to us like that
when we been drinkin'...

especially no dust-covered
country cop.

All right, get 'em out there!
You're under arrest! Drunk and disorderly!

- You're resisting arrest...
- Calm... Calm down, Norm! Calm down.

We got big trouble, man.
They been screamin' all up the state.

Now you heard thejudge. He"s gonna
send a senate investigator down here...

and we are gonna get fired, man.

Just get in the car and calm down.

[Tyres Screeching, Engine Racing]

- What's goin' on, Hannibal?
- I don't know.
But I'll bet I can change his mind.

Jase could be gettin' m*rder*d while we
stand around here trying to get arrested.

Give me the keys.

You're under arrest.
You're under arrest!

You guys are
all goin" to jail!

Thank you.

All right, everybody out.

Hey, you, boy,
I said get out.

If you're talking to him,
you're wasting your time.

He's deaf.
He's also a mute.

Oh, yeah. I remember getting
a note on that from the courthouse.

So which one of you two
is the interpreter, huh?

Sadly, that duty falls on me.

Well, tell him to stop leaving
his butt prints in my van.

Sign language requires
the entire body.

If you want him out of there,
you're going to have to uncuff me.

[Clears Throat]

- Hey. Say, what's he run, about, uh, 220?
- I haven't the faintest idea.

Well, tell him to get in line and follow us
into the yard, 'cause we're gonna check in.

That boy looks like a candidate
for the fight programme.

Got his file?

Deaf and mute?

Yep. That other guy, uh, John Smith, can
talk to him. He knows that sign language.

[Chuckling]
Hairdresser.

You mean to tell me that animal
is travelling around with a hairdresser?

I wonder if that mute's
as tough as he looks?

I'll tell you what, you have
Jackhammer Jackson try him out.

If he looks like he can
handle himself, l"m gonna file
as*ault charges against him...

upgrade his sentence two years
for fighting.

Soon as they get through with
the psychiatric check-in, I'll get it done.

- [Murdock] Tractor.
- You don't really see a tractor,
do you, Murdock?

- You're right. I was just guessing.
- Well, don"t guess.

What does it look like?

Ink. It looks like ink.
See, I've been doin' these most of my life...

off and on...

and I don't see nothin',
so I just guess.

It looks like a butterfly, don't it?

See, there's the wings
and there's the head.

Hey.

Yeah. Yeah, I see that.

- Yeah, it's a butterfly!
- Good.

Butterfly.
Now what do you see?

Garbage bag.

Empty garbage bag.

I'd like a trash bag, please, if you have one.
I really could use a trash bag.

All the way from Los Angeles, California,
to Strikersville, Florida.

I'm doing a story on prison reform.

Actually, I was supposed to meet
Dwight Pepper here.

The story relates to his concepts
on prison reform.

- Unfortunately, I guess
he got hung up at the airport.
- Have a seat.

Thank you.

Dwight Pepper? Isn't he that dude
that wrote that cream-cheese book
about coddling prisoners?

Teach them how to do needlepoint,
bake biscuits?

I have his book right here.

I already read it.

Couldn't get past the second chapter.

You, uh, don't mind...

if I confirm your credentials,
do you, Miss Allen?

Please do.

You one of the new fish, huh?

- That's right.
- Turn out your pockets, boy.

What you got is mine.

- What's your name, friend?
- Deke, and I ain't your friend.
I'm your boss, boy.

I'll tell you what you are, Deke.

- You're a guy travelling Mach one
to a pine box.
- Tough guy, huh?

He's a tough guy.

Got a cigarette, Deke?

I'll just take the pack.

What have you seen
of Jase Tataro, Deke?

It don't pay to ask questions
on this cell block.

See ya, Deke.

- Turn out our pockets, man.
- What is this, an opening ritual?

I wasn't talkin' to you, punk.
I was talkin' to him.

Turn out your pockets, man.

Oh, he doesn't have anything
in his pockets you want.

I wasn't talkin to you.
I was talkin' to him.

If you're talking to him,
you are talking to me, because he's deaf.

He"s also a mute.
He can"t even read lips.

But if you'd like me to translate
for you, I'll be happy to.

You want him to
turn out his pockets?

- What did he say?
- You don't want to hear it.
It wasn't very nice.

Okay, okay.

He said, "Your mother works
street corners and you're so ugly,
flies wouldn't land on you."

I told you it wasn"t very nice.

He also said that you're
a chicken-hearted lowlife who
sleeps in pig slop, and your sister...

Okay, okay. I get the point.

- Three-minute rounds?
- No.

Damn! I never saw such
quick combinations in my life.
That boy may be better than Jase.

The only trouble is you can't talk
to him without the other guy, Smith.

Tell you what...
you, uh, keep 'em together.

Put 'em in the fight programme.

Get on the phone,
spread the word.

Saturday night, we're gonna
have a fight to the death.

Tell 'em a thousand dollars
buys one seat.

Mr Pepper, I don't have
no time for you today.

That's Dr Pepper,
like in the "sody" pop.

Hey, look, Warden, I done a little
research on Strikersville Prison...

and, uh, quite frankly the incidence of
violent deaths that abound here about...

suggest to me that you
have severe shortcomings
in your rehabilitation programme.

I ain't about to discuss my prison with
some, uh, university, uh, "peniologist"...

who don't know anything
about problems we face here.

Warden Beale, I'm gonna lay this
out for you once and only once.

I've been commissioned by
the Senate of these here United States
to write a thesis on several prisons...

Strikersville bein"one of them,
and, uh, I must tell you, sir...

that I am, uh, mighty appalled by what
l"ve discovered is goin"on down here.

In the past 18 months,
there have been seven prisoners...

who have died from what we might
euphemistically call "mysterious causes"...

- beatings and the like.
- Not to mention...

the number of prison breaks
that have resulted in the deaths
of the escaping prisoners.

Miss Allen, if y'all don't mind.

I would like to handle this
in my own way.

I appreciate that you're down here to
chronicle my efforts in the national press.

I appreciate that your findings will
be published in 70 syndicated papers...

including the Washington Post,
and I am not unmindful of the public
attention y"all can put on my study.

But as an academician,
I'm not here for personal glory...

but to try and effect
meaningful prison reform.

Seventy papers?

Look, uh, I don't wanna make
enemies of you people...

but, uh, you gotta understand
I got my problems here.

Warden Beale, I'm not down here
to try and make trouble for you.

As a matter of fact, I'd be willing
to take a look at your operation
in a very favourable light...

if I was to become convinced
your rehab programmes were movin'
in the right direction.

We have rehab programmes
here in Strikersville.

What you got, Warden, is a laundry...

and y'all punch out license plates
for the state of Florida.

What do ya want from me?

Well, I'd... I'd like to suggest
the implementation of what we call
"sensitivity rehabilitation."

It's all in my book.

You mean, uh, cooking,
junk like that?

Cooking is excellent.
It's a creative endeavour.

Now at Leavenworth, they've had
tremendous success with the hair-styling
concept. Absolutely incredible.

It"s in my book under"Decreased Inmate
Violence Through Personal Grooming. "

[Chuckling]
You... You gotta be putting me on.

You mean to tell me you want me to start
a hairdressing "saloon" here in prison?

How about ballet class?
You want one of those?

As a matter of fact, dance class and
painting class have been quite effective...

I have heard enough.

That tears it. I ain't gonna
listen to no more of this.

All right. All right.

You, uh, you do what you like
and I'll do what I have to. Miss Allen?

I can't believe you are willing
to jeopardize your entire career...

because you are unwilling to experiment
with new prison techniques.

- That's simply fascinating.
- [Clicks Button]

Hold it.
That thing been on all the time?

Dr Pepper? Uh, come on
in here a minute, will you?

You know, I was just thinking.
We had a prisoner check in today
that had hair-styling experience.

Thought maybe we'd give it a shot.
You come on over here,
and you tell me what y'all need.

Trash bags!
I want trash bags!

I want 'em! I want 'em!

- I want trash bags!
- The guy hasn't shut up!

I want trash bags!

Don't you have any trash bags? Maybe
he'll put his head inside and suffocate.

Trash bags!

Oh. Trash bags?

Gimme a trash bag.

- I want a trash bag.
- Where do these morons come from?

Hannibal, that's Jase Tataro.

He's alive.

Nice.

But this shampoo
has no protein base.

We'll have more split ends
than a football team. Ha, ha.

Oh, no!
Did you buy all Harrisons?

Can't do a decent blow-dry with a Harrison
Hair Pro. There's no temperature control.

Mr Smith, the warden is doing
the best he can. I think Warden Beale
is being extremely cooperative.

I need reclining salon chairs.
Where are my reclining salon chairs?

Strikersville, Florida
don't have no Montgomery Wards.
We did the best we could.

Okay, okay. Then I'll take, uh,
pool chairs or lawn chairs.

The attitude of the head
is the essence of a good cut.

Sneed, uh, go over and pick up
three or four of my pool chairs.

Thank you, Warden.

Warden Beale,
I'm most surely impressed...

with the way you've gone and embraced
these new concepts in penology.

I don't think there's gonna be one con
comin' here and gettin' no haircut.

- Uh, you people got me over a barrel,
but, uh, I think you're nuts.
- That's what they said in Leavenworth.

Now, Warden,
everybody wants to look nice.

It strikes to the central core
of the human condition.

When, uh, people, uh,
look nice, they act nice.

And prisoner violence
will be reduced.

Now if it's all right,
I'd like to see the hospital facilities.

Bye-bye.

How'd you like a little Mohawk trim, B.A.,
just to keep me in practice?

How'd you like a little right hook, Hannibal,
just to sorta keep me in practice?

[Murdock] Some more!
I want some more! I want trash bags!

- What on earth is that?
- We have a new prisoner.
He wants trash bags.

- Trash bags? Why?
- I don't know. I never saw
anything like it before.

You give him a trash bag,
and he's quiet for a couple of hours,
and then it starts all over again.

Aberrant behaviour is fascinating,
medically and clinically, isn't it?

How would you know? I just found out
you're not really Dr Pepper.

Not Dr Pepper?
Are you kidding?

Of course he's Dr Pepper.

Except I just got his book from the
warden's office not more than an hour ago.

I was just getting set to read it,
and I noticed this.

So the next question is, if you're not
Dr Pepper, who the hell are you, honey?

That's the last time I'll be humiliated
by that damn publisher!

Five years of research,
five years of writing...

and Dunn and Mitchell put
the wrong picture on the dust jacket!

I thought they recalled all
the wrong dust covers, Dr Pepper.

They were supposed
to have been recalled.

- Of course, with a New York publisher,
they'll tell you anything.
- Wrong dust cover?

Yes. Of course. Clean out your ears.
Here, show her the right one.

- [Sighs]
- Oh, well, this one has your picture on it.

So who's this other guy?

That other guy, as you so quaintly put it,
is Dr Lloyd Leedoms.

He's a marine biologist
or some damn thing.

Published a minor little work entitled,
Love Calls of the Pacific Grey Whales.

About six people ever read it.

My book, on the other hand,
is the current bible of penologists...

and the publishers
mixed his photo with mine...

distributed the first printing
with the wrong picture on it!

- Your question is,
"How could this happen?"
- Well, no. l...

My question exactly.

I screamed bloody m*rder,
and they told me... they promised...
that all the books had been recalled!

Oh, it's just devastating. Really.

Writers get almost no respect.
Almost none.

Would you mind if I-I took...
if I took this jacket?

- No.
- I'm gonna shove it
down my editor's throat.

Promised.
He promised me.

- Oh, well, what's a Yankee's
promise worth anyway?
- Nothin'.

Let's take a look at that
trash bag fixation, shall we?

Trash bag! New trash bag!

- Trash bag! Trash bag!
- Sneed, trash bag.

Trash bag? Tra...

What do you make of that, Doctor?

Well, I'd like to spend about
an hour with him later on.

I, uh, I got my doctorate
at LSU in neurotic fixations.

I think in about, oh,
whether this boy is really fixated...

or just trying to, uh, Section Eight
into the soft walls of a hospital facility.

I sure would like to
have you try, Doctor.

He's been keeping everybody
on this wing up all night.

Well, I'll take a shot at it
before I leave this evening.

[Snapping Fingers]

Tell him to take his gloves off
and hold out his wrist. He's leaving.

Leaving?
Why are we leaving?

Not you, just him.

Tonight is fight night.

He"s gonna get his chance
to fight Jase Tataro.

Is the van ready, Sneed?

Van? Are you kidding? I thought we were
gonna fight right here in the prison.

You tell him to hold his hand out
and you shut your hole, okay?

Or I'll have Sneed deck you
with his billy right here, right now.

I think I should go along
to tell him what's happening.

I think, uh, once he gets hit,
he'll know what's happening.

Now you tell him.

[Warden] Let"s hurry up.
We gotta be there in 20 minutes.

Oh, damn.

[Chuckling] What's the matter?
Did you lose your playmate?

[Sighs]
No, I-I hate violence.

I just hate it.

What's going on, man?
Where we going?

Well, one of us is gonna
wind up a dead man...

and then the other one is gonna be
sporting game for the crowd.

We gonna bust loose.
You gonna do what I say.

No way out of this.

I got some help. Joey hired me
and some friends to get you out.

We ain't gonna get out of this one,
B.A., neither one of us.

What are you doing here?
This is a restricted area.

Well, do you think I like it?

Doing a cut and blow-dry on a crazy man.
Warden Beale sent me up here.

Well, you'll have to leave.
I have no permission for you to be here.

[Face] lt"s all right. I set it up with
the warden this afternoon.

I thought we'd start by getting
Mr Murdock here a better self-image.

My self-image is real bad.

A haircut is just what I need
in this time of severe emotional crisis.

[Face] There, you see how it works?
Now y"all wanna open the door
and let that fellow come on in?

Well, if you're sure, Doctor.

Thank you.

- Hey, what...
- Bring the trash bags, Murdock.

Hey, what's going on?

You feel free to yell and scream,
but there's nobody around to hear.

- It's going down. We made a little error.
- What?

They're not gonna fight in the gym. They
just took Jase and B.A. outta here in a van.

That is not a little error, Hannibal.
That is a giant screwup.

Well, in either case,
we gotta get outta here. Murdock,
you and I are gonna go over the wall.

- Face, you better get outta here.
- Amy is outside in B.A.'s van.

Hopefully, she had
the instinct to follow them.

If she didn't, we're dead.

[Motor Whirring]

- Hi.
- Hi.

You know, I have to admit y'all run
a much better prison here than I expected.

Well, I guess I'll just
head on outta here.

Uh, just have to check with
the admitting desk. One moment.

[Woman] Guard!
Get me outta here! Come on!

[Indistinct]

Come on, now. They"re trying an escape.
Dr Pepper is in on it. Come on.

- Okay.
- [Door Buzzes]

- Bye.
- So long.

This is Psychiatric Ward.
We've got a break situation here.

Give us a lockdown
and sound the alarms.

[Blaring]

Murdock, how did
I let you talk me into this?

I don't know. I have
intermittent memory loss. [Gasps]

Whoa! Ya-hooo!

Hey, great, Murdock, great!

Whoa! Ya-hooo!

[Laughing]

Ya-hooo!

To all a merry Christmas
and to all a good night.

Nothing to it.
This is Smith. How you doing, kid?

I'm in a field north of the prison.
There's about 50 cars in front of a barn.

They just took B.A. in a few minutes ago.
Hannibal, it"s starting.

Go right on the dirt road
just past Strikersville Junction.

[Tyres Screeching]

We got ourselves a challenger,
name of Baracus.

Deaf-mute. Just checked in this week.
It's gonna be an interesting fight.

He's got the fastest hands
I've seen in 20 years.

Now I don't know how
to talk to you, boy.

Lessen you get your hands up,
this man is gonna k*ll you. Go!

[Yelling]

Do it, man.
My people ain't gonna fail me.

- There's about 50 or 60 of'em in there
and some of'em got g*ns.
- Well, we got a surprise for them.

[Man] Get him!
I said get him, Jase! Get him!

- [Man] k*ll him!
- Live or die?

I can't breathe.

Get those legs up, sweetheart.
Put your hands in the air.

You, over here.

Nice little shindig, Warden.
But it's over.

I c-can't breathe.

Uh, uh, uh.

Thanks, fellows.
I knew you wouldn't let us down.

He... He ain't a mute any more.

Just like you ain't a warden any more.

That's for a little boy named Joey.

B.A., bring him out.

Murdock, grab that TV camera.

Okay, everybody on their feet.

It's showtime.

Stand up now and toss your weapons
out into the centre.

As in nice and easy.
There you go.

All you boys in the front row...
you wanna sit down, face the camera?

That"s right.
Wanna give everybody a chance here.

Murdock, bring that TV tape
and collect Sneed.

Come on, Chips, time to go.

Now you all are gonna be
on the 10.00 news.

It's a tough break,
but that's showbiz.

Okay.

- Go!
- [Machine g*n Firing]

[Jase]
All right, I owe you guys my life.

You know, why'd you do it? Why
did you take a chance like that for me?

You had to be there.
Thank you.

I wanna tell you something.
You see, the state of Florida...

they dropped the rest
of the time I owe 'em...

'cause that warden, he faked up those
additional charges he had against me.

Great. All we ask is that you
don't ever say a word about us.

We're kinda hot ourselves. There's a guy
named Colonel Lynch who's after us...

- and we don't like to leave a trail.
- That's a promise.

I gotta get down to the paper and proof
my story. I got front page tomorrow.

- Congratulations.
- I gotta get going.
I got things to do myself.

I got bed check
at the hospital in an hour.

I'll drop ya. There's a new night nurse
there with definite possibilities.

Night nurses at that joint all have
third-degree black belts, Face.
You touch her, she'll break your caps.

Right. So, uh, Hannibal can drop you.

Uh, sorry, Murdock, can't.
If I hurry, I can catch Andre at the bar.
I still want that part in Sinbad.

Thanks. I'll wait in the car.

Thanks, B.A. I owe you.
Anything you want.

Tomorrow, you're gonna learn
to make ashtrays, okay?

- [Laughing]
- Okay.

- All right. All right, man.
- Thanks, man.

- John is a reformed man.
- [Man On TV] This news is just in
from Strikersville, Florida.

- I mean, when we talk about John Smith...
- [Man On TVContinues, Indistinct]

we're talking about
a devoted actor...

- who cares desperately about
the animals and the monsters he plays.
- Boy, listen to that.

Warden Beale has confessed to
the crimes after being turned over
to Florida state officials...

along with videotapes of the fights
he engineered between prisoners.

Already 40 identifications and arrests
have been made of the men
who watched the contests.

And what of the mystery men
who engineered the capture
of the warden and the film?

No clues exist
as to their identity.

I'd love to have the rights
to that story.

Oh, what I wouldn't give to be sitting
across the table from one of the guys
who pulled off that caper.

[Chuckles]

- Yes, yes? What is it?
- Uh, nothing.

Uh, forget it.
Bad idea.