04x10 - There Goes the Neighborhood

[bunniefuu]

(male narrator) In 1972,
a cr*ck commando unit...

was sent to prison
by a m*llitary 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.

[g*n f*ring]

(Stevi)
♪ Don't you know by now ♪

♪ Whether or not
you can truly love me ♪

♪ I just can't allow ♪

♪ You to keep on with the way
that you shove me down ♪

♪ I'm feeling down ♪

♪ Down ♪

♪ So put down ♪

♪ If you ever stop
and thought about ♪

♪ All the things
that I could do ♪

♪ You might tum around
and leave this town ♪

♪ And find
a better way to live ♪

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ I know you can care ♪

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ You know I'll be there ♪

♪ Let it go, let it go ♪

♪ If you don't know by now ♪

♪ Whether or not
you can truly love me ♪

♪ I just can't allow ♪

♪ You to keep on with the way
that you shove me down ♪

♪ I'm feeling down ♪

♪ Down ♪

♪ So put down ♪

♪ If you ever stop
and thought about ♪

♪ All the things
that I could do ♪

♪ You might turn around
and leave this town ♪

♪ And find
a better way to live ♪

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ I know you can care ♪

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ You know I'll be there ♪

She's really cooking, Woody.

C'mon, we could
record her in traffic...

she'd still ship
double platinum.

♪ Don't you know by now ♪

♪ Whether or not
you can truly love me ♪

♪ I just can't allow ♪

♪ You to keep on with the way
that you shove me down ♪

♪ Now, baby, come on,
let it go ♪

♪ I know you can care ♪

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ You know I'll be there ♪

♪ Let it go, let it go ♪♪

Fabulous, baby.
Absolutely fabulous.

I couldn't have made it
happen without you, Woody.

Thanks again.

Everybody, Woody and I have
an important announcement.

All proceeds from Let it go...

as well as Saturday's gig
at the Forum...

are headed to the
Third World Relief Fund.

[people chattering]

Saturday night's gig
really scares me. Why?

Because another thr*at was
phoned in to the office today.

They don't want that money
going into Central Africa.

Look, I told you,
I'm already into that.

And the A-Team? Some revolutionary
is trying to sell you...

a one-way ticket
to rock 'n' roll heaven...

and all the A-Team
has done is sent you...

on a mini-tour of laundries
and used-car lots.

Maybe these guys
aren't worth the bread.

Back o“ Americanas!

There will be no aid
for those in Southern Trianna!

Is that clear?

Give me the tape.

C'mon, we go!

[groaning]

[grunts]

All right, Murdock,
he's headed your way.

B.A., they're coming at you. You're
our last line of defense, big guy.

Hey! Get that thing
out of the way!

[tires screeching]

Always wanted
to play the piano.

[horn honking]

[horn honking]

(Woody) You guys are
working for us.

Why didn't you
let us know you were here?

Because the fewer people that
know we are here, the better.

Well, you did save her.
I'll give you that.

But it might have been nice
if you caught those gorillas.

Mr. Stone, your place
is like Grand Central Station.

There are too many people
for even adequate security.

A change of scenery,
Colonel?

Yeah,
I think that might be nice.

Miss Faith,
I suggest you come with us.

We'll take you someplace that no one
will even think of looking for you.

We'll take you on a left turn right
out of the fast lane, honey.

Hey, hey, wait a second,
nobody's going anywhere.

Woody, I wanna hear
what they have to say.

Apparently...

these guys
from Northern Trianna...

are dead-set against your
doing any concert or album...

that benefits their starving
enemies in Southern Trianna.

We can guarantee your safety
for 48 hours...

and get you
to your gig on time.

Stevi, they were right here, they
couldn't catch those creeps.

Hey, man, next time there won't
be no pianos in the way.

I have a good feeling
about the A-Team.

Their karma's coming
from the right place.

But you understand
you're splitting...

with the hottest voice
in rock 'n' roll.

If anything happens to her--

Your asset's
in very good hands.

All right.

Oh, and I wanna take
the master with me.

Come on, you know the master
never leaves the office.

Hey, it almost left
with those guys.

If the A-Team's
gonna protect me...

they can protect
the new album as well.

The lady wants her tape.

We'll be in touch.

Such a pleasure meeting you.

Let's do lunch.

(B.A.)
You got a plan, Hannibal?

(Hannibal) All we have to
do is stash Miss Faith...

until after the concert...

and then the Triannians have
no reason to come after her.

I can see it now, a quiet
secluded cabin by the lake...

fireplace,
the two of us.

You know,
with the right haircut...

we could move you
out of AA ball.

Hannibal, just where
do you propose stashing...

the most recognizable
face in rock 'n' roll?

We need a place with no people.
Defensible. Desolate.

A place one way in.

Face...

I'll tell you exactly
what we need.

[birds chirping]

(Hannibal) Ladies and
gentleman, our new home.

I love it!

It's what I always
dreamed of.

Colonel,
we could be so happy here.

[Face sighing]

Hello, how are you doing?

Hello Mr. Peck.
Hi.

Well, here are the keys.
Thank you.

And let me say, you have
made a very wise investment.

This house is in genuine
tip-top condition.

You'll find this
a lovely neighborhood.

That's what we're looking for,
peace and quiet.

[motorcycle engine revving]

I see you've rented that other
place we were looking at.

Yes. I do hope that works out.

They don't look
like the kind of people

who can afford
such a gracious contemporary.

[laughing] That's
exactly what I thought.

But they paid
six months' in advance.

I like nice quiet neighbors!

I'm sure it'll all work out.

Look at those guys.

♪♪[music playing on walkman]

Yes, my mother came
to see the house.

Give her seal of approval,
you know how it is.

How lovely.
Well, I really must be going.

That's enough music, mom.

You know
what it does to your heart.

Rock is here to stay, son.

Well,
enjoy your new home.

Enjoy.

[dog barking]

Don't hurt my dog, mister.
Please, no.

[dog barking]

Take it easy, B.A.
It's taken care of.

Daddy, he was trying
to hurt my dog.

I ain't too crazy about
this neighborhood, Hannibal.

Good fences
make good neighbors.

Colonel,
can we afford this?

I mean, it's so much,
so soon.

Well, I was going to rent it,
Hannibal...

and then I realized I could buy
the place for only $10,000 down.

So, I got a variable mortgage starting
at 10 and a quarter percent...

amortized over 30 years...

so I don't think the payments
should squeeze us too much.

Oh, and B.A...

there's no back alley access.

And the second story windows
should make excellent g*n turrets.

Face, I think this house
has enormous potential.

I mean, I would just love
to knock out this wall...

and expand the living room.

Yeah, a little paint
here and there...

you know, some landscape work
in the backyard...

I think we could up the resale value
of this place $5, 000-$6, 000.

B.A., the backyard
is fenced in...

so it could be mined,
if necessary.

This truly
is a dream house.

No running in this house,
young lady.

What time
do I have to be home?

Do I get my own stereo?
And which bedroom is mine?

(Face) There are
only three bedrooms.

So, the Colonel and I,
we'll bunk in the master.

Stevi gets her own room,
of course.

The middle one, there's
only one exterior wall.

And that leaves
Murdock and B.A. as roomies.

Man, I want to share no room
with this crazy fool.

Oh, come on, big guy,
we'll have a great time.

We can read under the covers
late at night...

and just scoot out
the window after curfew.

I'm gonna throw you
out the window after curfew.

You ain't no quiet roommate.

Be it ever so humble.

[birds chirping]

[B.A. snoring]

♪♪[clock radio playing]

[dog barking] (Taylor)
He fakes rig ht.

He fakes left,
he backs into the basket.

He backs in.
He's up, he sh**t...

he scores!

[dog barking]

What the hell
are you looking at?

Huh?

[chuckling]

Hey, Face. You've been in
there for half an hour.

You got 10 seconds
before I break down the door.

Perfection takes time.

[sighing]

What time is it?

Oh, well, 8:00 a.m.,
and I must say--

Oh, man!

It's the middle of the night.

[sighing]

(radio announcer) It's 8:05
here on a Friday morning...

and those freeways
are a mess, folks.

h' you're in a hurry
to get to work, forget it.

You better hope the boss is
sitting in the car next to you...

because you ain't going
nowhere.

But we'll be here to keep you
company, right up till noon...

I really don't know what is
with this family anymore.

The four of us just don't seem
to communicate in the morning.

I have six eggs, 12 pieces
of bacon, half a loaf.

Two eggs,
two pieces of bacon, a single.

Three eggs, three pieces
of bacon and a pair...

and we have an intruder
at 2:00, gentlemen.

All right. You wanna
tell us who you are...

and what you are doing
in our backyard?

Joe Skrylow.

18026 Highfield Street.

I'm the head
of the Neighborhood Patrol.

If it was a cup of sugar,
you're after...

you could've used
the front door.

I was on patrol.

I saw this jabrone
in your living room...

casing the TV,
other valuables...

I thought
you were being robbed.

So I sprung into action.

Well, I feel safer already.

But just who are you guys?

We're your new neighbors.

All four of you?

So you guys aren't...

He ain't talking about what I
think he's talking about, is he?

We're all recently divorced.

We all decided to live
together to share expenses.

Oh.

It's really nice.

Well,
welcome to Highfield Street.

Thank you.

Hey...

that's a really nice home defense w*apon.
You guys in the m*llitary?

Nam.
Yeah.

Sorry I missed that picnic.

That's a shame. Well...

it's nice meeting you, Joe.

♪♪[music playing on stereo]
There
they go again with that stuff.

I don't know what this
neighborhood is coming to.

We're very quiet.
You'll hardly know we're here.

Hey, guys, which outfit do you
dig for the suburban look?

I thought you said
you were four divorced men?

Yeah. This is my daughter
from my first marriage.

Honey, say hello
to Joe Skrylow.

What's happening?

What do you say we hit the Iron
Tomato for a little breakfast?

My treat.

You're grounded, young lady,
remember?

Yes. Stevi, why don't we talk
about marrying into the family.

Why don't we
skip the marriage...

and go straight
to the honeymoon?

Kids,
they get wilder and wilder.

Yeah. Sometimes it's hard to imagine
they'll amount to anything.

Well, this has been
a genuine pleasure.

We'll visit again soon.

Hey, wait a minute.

You guys were all
in the m*llitary, right?

I got something I want to show you.
You'll love it.

Come with me.

I think it's very important...

to get acquainted with new
neighbors in a new neighborhood.

You got the guard, B.A.

It's my pride and joy.

I plan to be ready
for the Big One.

(Hannibal) You're a survivalist.
Yep.

I picked this puppy up at a
swap meet, got her for a song.

A Snow Brat in L.A...

now there's a bargain.

It's no longer a Snow Brat.

It's now an urban as*ault
and escape vehicle.

Complete
with life support systems...

and able
to transverse any terrain.

Ideal for the nuclear winter.

Powdered ice cream.

Does it come
in coffee almond fudge?

No,
just chocolate and vanilla.

I've one problem, though.

[dog barking] Can't seem to
get the darn thing started.

[g*n f*ring]

[dog Whining]

[g*n f*ring]

[barking]

No, Misty, no.

[men chattering]

Daddy.

You wanted a g*n?
You got a p*stol.

[g*n f*ring]

(Taylor)
Come on, let's move.

[g*n f*ring] I've had
enough of these guys.

I'm going down there to tell them
they got to pack their bags.

[men chattering]

[g*n f*ring]

[chattering]

Hey, get your own g*n.

It's my g*n.
It's my g*n.

Thank you, mister.

Anytime, sweetheart.

Thank you, mister.

We're your new neighbors
from 18022, down the block.

We'd appreciate it if you'd
show a little consideration...

for the rest of the folks
in this neighborhood.

Who's your girlfriend?

Step down here
and say that, sucker.

Sorry, we're busy.

No.

Everybody back!

B.A.

The next time you lowlifes bother
anybody in this neighborhood...

we'll be back here
to do some real damage.

That was wonderful,
just wonderful.

Now, that's the type of leadership
we need in this neighborhood.

Thanks, it was a pleasure.

As a matter of fact...

you should be
Block Captain.

Oh, no.

Pete, I've got nearly 14 months
left before my term expires.

Yes, I think Joe
here is doing a wonderful job.

A wonderful job.

Well, I think it's time
for a change.

All those in favor?

(all)
Yeah.

Opposed?
Nay,

(both)
Nay-

Then I hereby declare...

Hannibal Smith.

Highfield Block Captain and head
of the Neighborhood Patrol.

Congratulations.

[all applauding]

Thanks.

[birds chirping]

Mr. Juarez...

what are you doing here?

What the hell
happened to you two?

We got b*at up
by the Block Captain.

I put you in a nice quiet
neighborhood for two days...

to wait for a shipment and you get
taken out by some guy walking his dog?

No, there was four guys.

What did they do?

Stop on their way
to their golf game?

No, these guys,
they weren't regular guys.

I don't wanna hear it.
All you had to do...

was sit tight till we get
the shipment off the plane.

Was that too much to ask?

We were stuck here...

and we couldn't make the pick-up...
Yeah, he's right.

...until today.
You're lucky...

I'm letting you live
to make the pick-up.

We're not gonna let
some bowling team...

get in the way
of two million in powder, huh?

No, sir.
No.

[both laughing]

Hey, is this stuff
happening, or what?

This stuff is junk.

Really, Hannibal, badges?

Badges? We don't need
no stinking badges.

We're supposed
to be laying low.

Now we're
the center of attention.

We can use this patrol.

While we are out
doing our rounds...

we keep our eye out
for anybody who's after Stevi.

Yeah, keeps the neighborhood
free of t*rrorists.

Maybe catch a burglar.

I don't like it, Hannibal.

Is this another one of your
piece of cake jobs...

that's supposed
to go down 1, 2, 3?

But remember, there's always
4, 5, and 6.

B.A., you're just
gonna have to relax...

and enjoy
the suburban lifestyle.

It reminds me of my life
before Woody discovered me.

How did you hook up
with Stone, anyway?

Well, I was singing
at the Hot Potato in St. Paul.

I was 17 and signed a deal with
Mike Fontenetta, the bartender.

Everybody said
I had a great voice.

Some people offered
to take me on the road...

but Mikey wouldn't
let me leave the Potato.

And then along
came Woody Stone...

and offered to get you out of the
contract with Fontenetta. Right?

Woody used to come in
all the time.

He was looking for a career
change, you know what I mean?

So after he got you
away from Fontenetta...

he signed you to a record deal
and launched your career.

Yep, Woody did it all.

He's like
a promotional genius.

I love the music business.

I'm starting to feel
cooped up out here.

Face, what do you say,
we hit the scene tonight?

Stevi, you got to stay out of
sight till after the concert.

Everybody knows
you're a party animal...

and they're just waiting for
you to hit the streets. Now...

it's just about time for me
to call your Mr. Stone.

lam not a party animal.

I'm a party reptile.

And after that
comes party criminal.

And finally, at three in the
morning, zonked out on the couch...

(both)
Party vegetable!

Yes!

[phone ringing]

(Stone)
Woody Stone.

Hannibal Smith.

Just want to let you know
that we're okay.

Where are you?
Our location isn't important.

I called to see if you had
any more threats today.

No, not today. Look, Stevi
is very important to me.

I think I should know
where she is.

Sorry, Mr. Stone, that's not
the way we operate.

I assure you she's safe and sound.
Hang on a second.

[lawn mower whirring]
Here, say hello to Woody.

Not a word about our location.

Yo, Woody!

[dog barking]

[whirring]

We'll talk to you
a little later.

Doesn't anybody call before they
go visiting in this neighborhood?

These are the guys
who gave you trouble?

(Hannibal) Don't tell
me, let me guess.

You're the guy
from down the block...

who paid his rent
six months in advance.

And these boys,
your cub scout troops.

I come down here to tell you to
stay away from me and my house.

I can't do that.

I'm the neighborhood
Block Captain.

It's my job to see
the neighborhood is safe.

And quiet.

Hey, that's Stevi Faith!

I almost saw you at the Forum last
year, but I couldn't get tickets.

Shut up.

I'm doing business here.

I can get pretty nasty.

You know, you haven't tried a
burger till you've tried ours.

Now, what do you say,
we go back to your house...

kick back,
and talk this thing over?

I'll bet you've got enough
dope stashed in there...

to get the entire
neighborhood stoned.

You don't know who
you're dealing with, Jack.

I think I do.

You should think
of relocating.

We don't like you.

And we don't want
your pet squirrels...

cluttering up
the neighborhood.

We're the Neighborhood
Watch...

and we gonna be
watching you move.

Yeah?

Only one of us ends up owning
this neighborhood, my friend.

It's not nice threatening
your Block Captain.

[birds chirping]

Murdock, you got four darts...

two with beepers,
two with mikes.

Take your best sh*t.

You two will stay here
and behave yourselves.

Hannibal.

I will.

I'm going to scout the best route
to get Stevi to the concert.

B.A., you and Murdock...

are gonna take care of our
amigos, if they make a move.

Everything's gotta be
an adventure, huh, Hannibal?

Every road has its potholes.

And we gotta stop
and fill them.

A hole is a hole.

♪ Now we know how many holes it
takes to fill the Albert Hall ♪

(both)
♪ I'd love to ♪

♪ Turn you on ♪♪

What's going on here?
What happened?

Did I miss something?

Actually,
It's all taken care of.

Taken care of? What do
you mean taken care of?

Those guys looked
pretty peeved to me.

Are you sure you can handle the
responsibilities of being Block Captain?

Well, I'm catching on...

but it'll take me a while
before I'm as good as you are.

And what's with that guy?

What, you're going on patrol
with a dart g*n?

Actually he's..

How about if I help him? You know, just
take him around, show him the ropes.

What do you say?
I'd appreciate it, neighbor.

You got a bike?
Me, me...

(woman)
Promoters have announced...

that tomorrow night's
Stevi Faith concert...

is now a complete sellout.

See?
See, that's the same chick.

She looks smaller on TV.

[Taylor laughing]

Hey, come on,
I was watching that.

It's time to make the move.

You call
when you've got the goods.

Si, senor.

[dog barking]

All right.
These are the Smitkowskis.

(Joe) Two adults, three
children, one canine.

[dog barking] Two adults, three
children, and one canine.

Charlie Petroski. He's got a parakeet.
Usually quiet.

He's away in Palm Springs.

One of those.

I don't know these guys,
they're new.

[car engine revving]

Oh, yeah?

He made a direct hit.

[beeping]
It was the beeper dart.

I'll see you later.

Looks like they're taking a
left about a mile up the road.

They're headed
for the airport.

All right,
you know what to do, big guy.

[tires screeching]

What we need is
a little distraction.

You got an atomic b*mb?

I can't believe you never
heard of Stevi Faith.

What, Colombia, right?

Si.

Man, they've got to have
her records down there.

I mean, I can't believe
you've never heard...

♪ Born to boogie ♪♪

from the Ten Cent Virgin
album?

No?

Now, what do you suppose...

is so special about these rotten
crates and these lousy bales here?

What do you know?

Snow in the summertime.

Hold it on them, B.A.

Got a regular department store here.
Let's tie 'em up, B.A.

Another day...

another doper.

See, nothing to it.

Now all we got to do...

is just sit on Stevi
till tomorrow night.

Don't say that, fool.
You're gonna jinx us.

B.A., B.A., it is just
like Stevi said:

sometimes your karma is just
moving in the right direction.

Anyway, ain't no way...

anybody's gonna be able
to locate her.

Four horses are run-- There
really is no way to know--

Rock star states
her plans--

Clear and cloudy and 82--

...how this trade is going to affect
the team's chances in its division--

Vandalism has become the
number 1 problem-- 4130...

don't get nothing but news.

As if I'm not
depressed enough.

(announcer)
Have you seen this young lady?

Wait a minute.
I know that broad.

She's sold more records
this past year...

...than any singer in the country.
From where?

I don't know.

That face belongs
to Stevi Faith.

Queen of Rock and Roll...

who's reportedly been kidnapped
by the fugitive A-Team.

Those are the guys next door!

A $10,000 reward
has been offered...

for any information leading to the
safe return of the young singer...

Babe, give me the phone.

There's a standing reward...

for the capture
of the A-Team...

dating back some 10 years.

In other news...

[phone ringing]

(woman)
Woody Stone Productions.

Hello?

Yeah, I'm calling about this thing on TV.
The-- Please hold.

I'll hold.

Four divorced men
sharing expenses.

This is Woody Stone. (Joe) Yeah.

Joe Skrylow, 18026 Highfield.

I thought maybe you'd like to
know that your lady singer...

is holed up
next door to me, here.

Next door to you?
Yeah.

In Canoga Park.
You're sure it's them?

Absolutely, positively.

I talked to the four clowns
last night.

Bunch of wimps, if you ask me.

Listen, Joe, let's keep this
between me and you.

Let's keep the cops and the
reporters out of it. Why'?

Because I just want
to get Stevi back unharmed.

She's very important to me.

C'mon, you know with SWAT teams
and m*llitary fugitives...

[laughing]
Yeah. Right.

Okay, how about this?

How about if I hold them
until you get here?

You bring
the reward money with you.

And cash.

No checks.

Sure, Joe. I think
we speak the same language.

Pack the Hawaiian shirts.

That reward money
is as good as ours.

All my life I wanted
people to recognize me.

[birds chirping] To think
I was somebody special.

And now that they do...

I just want to be
invisible again.

Ah, yes,
the price of fame...

you lose your anonymity.

Fame. What a concept.

I don't know whether it's me
they think is special...

or I'm special
because I'm Stevi Faith.

I think you're special
either way.

[dog barking]
I kind of like you.

Even with this haircut?

Even with the haircut.

It's just that sometimes I wish
I could settle down, you know.

Go back
to being Stephanie Frankel.

The girl Woody discovered
in Minnesota?

Yeah.

Ever heard of
a rock star named Frankel?

You could have been
the first.

Woody decided
I was Stevi Faith.

She's not really a person,
though, she's an image.

A corporation with a bunch of
lawyers and accountants...

agents and managers.

They make you feel
like if you stop singing...

you'll put half of Hollywood
on the unemployment line.

That's exactly it.

Well, around here,
you can be whoever you want.

Including plain old
Stephanie Frankel.

(Joe on megaphone)
Attention, A-Team.

Surrender immediately.

Release Stevi Faith...

and come out
with your hands up!

Come on out,
and give up the girl!

Hey, Joe, what's going on?

This isn't very neighborly.

Ah, cut the con job.

I know all about you guys.

Now surrender immediately.

[sighing]

What are you gonna do?

Well, we can't start volleying
with this joker.

He'll sh**t up
the whole neighborhood.

Okay, Joe, okay, you win.

We're coming right out.

What the heck
are you doing, Joe?

Great. Armed
and dangerous fugitives...

and you make them
Block Captains.

Look, I'm--
Wait'll we need a Mayor.

Then we'll call San Quentin
and see who's available.

I'm a pretty good
judge of character, Joe...

and I think you're all wet
about these fellows.

Hey, Joe, you're making
a terrible scene here.

What do you say,
we talk this out, huh?

Not another move, pal.

Oh, please, don't hurt him,
he's my friend!

Look, they brainwashed her.

Just like
that Patty Hearst kid.

Joe, come on,
put down the g*n.

Hey, did you
bring my reward?

Move! Inside!

(Joe)
Freeze.

All right.

Bye.

Oh, Woody,
thank goodness you're here.

We cannot find the tape,
Stone.

I guess we'll just have to sit and
wait for your friends to come back.

[birds chirping]

We got trouble, guys.

Stone's behind
the whole thing.

He's holding Stevi and Face.

And he's got
those two gorillas...

that att*cked the sound
studio to back him up.

Uh, look, Stone...

what do you say we talk
about this over breakfast?

Pass.

Woody, this is a really
evil thing you're doing.

There's a karma shift here that
could spell your cosmic doom.

Yeah. She's got a point.

Where are the tapes, pal?

Uh,
what happened to the accent?

Oh, let me guess...

the whole Trianna thing
is just a ruse, right?

To draw suspicion
away from you.

Very good.
Go to the head of your class.

Boy, whatever you want,
you just take...

like, Stevi's contract
with the Hot Potato.

Yeah, poor Mike Fontenetta.

Tending bar from a wheelchair.
But that's history.

Woody, how could you?

What did you think,
I was gonna stand by...

while you gave millions
to some people in Trianna?

I'm really disappointed
in you, Woody.

I guess
I really never knew you.

I just can't understand
all these bad vibes.

You know, it's like when you're a
kid and you go to the beach...

and you make
this huge sandcastle.

It turns out to be perfect.

Well, then it's time
to go home.

So you step all over it so no
other kid can play with it.

I made it.
It was mine to destroy.

I'm gonna do the same thing
to you, Stevi Faith.

Have you ever considered
psychiatric help?

Okay, guys, quietly.

[dog barking]

Let's hope it snows.

I told you before,
Hannibal has the tape.

Why doesn't anyone
believe me?

He should've been back by now.

Oh, he's at the other house.

The one at the end
of the block.

What are you talking about?

Well, we rented two houses,
you know...

I mean, just in case
of att*ck. Double security.

See, that way we have
both ends of the cul-de-sac--

Smart. Very smart.

Clever little group.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Wait a second, that means
he knows we're here.

Okay, pretty boy...

what's the password?

Password?
We don't have a password.

What's the password?

Just knock on the door,
and say...

"It's the new Block Captain."

"It's the new Block Captain."

Yeah. You got it.

What?

Dixon, Minolo...

the boys are all busted and
then we lost the whole load.

Who did this?
The Block Captain!

Get the a*tillery.

[knock on door]

Who is it?

It's the new
Block Captain.

[g*n f*ring]

[g*n f*ring]

How you doing, Face?
Terrific.

[g*ns f*ring]

Well, I guess you've
fallen off the charts.

That makes us number one.
With a b*llet.

(Joe)
Hey' guys...

guess we took care of them.

Tell you what, Joe.

We'll give you credit
for all the arrests.

That should guarantee you being Block
Captain for the rest of your life.

Yeah?

Well, I deserve it.

[metallic squeaking]

So much for your
dream house.

Well, maybe we could
sell it as a fixer-upper.

[sighing]

Look, guys, I've been
totaling the bills here...

and well, looks like we won't
make money on this property.

But with Stone's
original fee...

and the reward money
on Juarez...

we could break even.

I thought we'd donate the fee
to the Relief Fund.

To the Relief Fund.

That's a good move,
Hannibal...

because those people need
the money more than we do.

[dog barking]

You're such a nice guy.

Thanks.

Yo, A-Team.

[sighing]

You know, I knew all along that
thing was a m*llitary marvel.

Yeah, it worked
pretty well, Joe.

It's the way
I designed it.

Hey,Joe, there's a few modifications
you should know about.

Whoa...

let's not try and take
the glory here, my friend.

I know every inch
of that baby.

That vehicle is
like a part of me.

Together we form
a single fighting machine.

Yeah, you gotta give credit
where credit is due, B.A.

Hey, Mr. Block Captain.

How about getting this monster
out of the street, huh?

It's scaring my kid.

Sure, Pete, no problem.

[dog barking]

And that's no monster,
pal.

That's the home defense
w*apon of the'80s.

We may be talking
a whole new industry here.

Skrylow Home Securities.

Can't seem
to get this thing started.

See you, Joe.

Wait a minute.

Hey, Joe,
you don't need our help.

You and that machine
are one.

We don't want
to miss the curtain.

Guys.

Thanks again, Joe,
for bailing us out.

Right.

Fellows...

how am I supposed to get this
thing back in the garage?