04x17 - Waiting for Insane Wayne

[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]

(Face) Okay, Murdock,
what do you see?

I know this. I know this.

[stuttering]
Don't tell me, don't tell me.

It's a butterfly, fool,
it's a butterfly.

It's a butterfly, that's
what it is, a butterfly.

I had that.
I would've had that.

There's no right or wrong
to an ink blot test, guys.

It could be a butterfly
or it could be a camel.

It's a camel! I mean, that's what it is.
A camel. I see a camel.

That's right.

I'm hungry.
Where's the next town?

Cannon's Crossing
is about five miles.

And then we're about 200 miles from the
Southern Arizona Mental Testing Center.

You better get going. I got to pass
these tests. Give me another one, Face.

Yeah, okay.

Oh, boy, this one again.

Okay, let me think.

That's a... What do I see? I see...
ls it a dump truck?

No guessing, Murdock.
Just say what you see.

What do I see?
I see... I see...

I see...
See, this guy, Milligan...

is 280 pounds.

I mean, he ripped out every sink out of
every restroom on our floor on the V.A.

I gotta get transferred.
He is crazy.

I mean, he's like imminently
and importantly crazy.

There's the sign for Cannon's Crossing.
Slow down, B.A.

If only I can get
reclassified as neurotic...

or socially deprived with
schizophrenic tendencies...

I mean, then I could be
transferred...

to the fourth floor
outpatient clinic...

and I could get away from
this guy, Milligan.

So, you wanna go with
the dump truck on this one?

It's like a horse
with two heads.

That's a double-headed horsey!
I had that.

I would've had that.

[sighs]

Now that could be them.

Maybe.

They supposed to be in one of
them all-terrain things, though.

Leastways,
that's what the ad says.

Dang!

I don't see why Mr. Kincaid didn't just
tell them to go on out to the ranch.

No!

We've got to sit here and
pick dust out of our ears...

trying to figure out if
it's them or not.

I'm gonna go on over.
You coming?

Maybe.

I'm just not any good
at tests. I get scared.

What about pilot training?
You took a lot of tests.

That's different.

Come on, Face, let's work on
those box cards.

I'm better at those.

Okay, yes, let's see.
There we go.

Now tell me, which one of these
pictures doesn't belong?

That's easy. Cat and
dog don't belong.

It's the saddle, fool!

Can't you see all the
rest of them is animals?

(Murdock)
That's what you say.

But everybody knows that a horse
and a saddle go together...

because a saddle goes
on a horse...

and a dog and a cat don't go together
'cause a dog and a cat fight.

Who's the fool now, huh?

They talking about being
crazy and all.

You think that skinny fella
is Insane Wayne?

Maybe.

Okay, I'm gonna talk to them.

(Face)
How about this one?

(Murdock)
Violin don't go.

See, a violin don't make as much noise
as a tuba, or a trumpet or a race car.

Yeah, well, there's a certain
crazy logic to that.

Better believe it.

Excuse me.
I work for Mr. Kincaid.

Are you four fellas the out-of-town
talent that we've been expecting?

I'm sorry, what?

The guys from
Mercenary Magazine...

that Mr. Kincaid hired for that
little piece of funny business.

Well, maybe we are
and maybe we aren't.

That's the k*ller fella,
ain't he?

Sitting right there is
Insane Wayne, ain't it?

[grunting]

Well, maybe I am,
maybe I'm not.

Perhaps you could help us...

by identifying this.

What is that thing?

It's is a pool cue with a
bladder infection, Bingo.

Uh-huh.

Mr. Kincaid's waiting for you. Been
expecting you now for a couple of days.

He's getting kind of mad 'cause he
sent you that $10,000 advance...

and, well, I think he kind of
felt y'all wasn't gonna show.

We don't do business that way.

Things is got a mite dicey since
we wrote you that letter.

That drifter has struck oil
out there.

Son of a g*n has sh*t
the radiator plum out...

of the Kid's brand-new
pickup truck...

when he went up there
try to run him off.

No kidding?

See, we was gonna
handle it ourselves...

but Mr. Kincaid figured
it'd be best...

if the funny stuff was handled
by out-of-town people...

instead of us locals,
if you get my drift.

So, where is Kincaid?

You know, you fellas ought
to not to eat in here.

Their main specialty
is grease.

If you come on out to the
ranch, we'll feed you proper.

That's very kind of you.
Thank you, sir.

You're that Insane Wayne guy,
right?

The guy that advertises you k*lled
all those folks in South America?

Well, chickie-chickie...

if I'm not insane...

I'm not in the game.

We'll be riding
in that blue van...

on account of the Kid's
pickup ain't been fixed yet.

So if y'all just
follow us. Yeah?

Sure.

What do you say, guys?
I'm game.

Hannibal, what the heck
is going on around here?

I don't know, guys.

Look, if we're gonna get him re-tested
and upgraded to outpatient...

we're gonna have to get him
to the testing center.

I think we ought to hang around
here and find out what's happening.

Just as I thought things were
beginning to level off.

Okay, okay, I'm in.

Okay.

Now, they think Murdock is some sort
of loose wheel named Insane Wayne.

(Hannibal) The thing to do is
let them do all the talking...

till we get the feel of it.

I'm not sure I like it,
Hannibal.

Do you want to tell me again why
we're getting involved in this mess?

So Murdock can learn his
inkblots.

I mean, if he takes the test
today, we'll lose him forever.

Gotcha.

Hey, listen, I'm getting this stuff
pretty close, if you ask me.

You fellas coming?

Mr. Kincaid's in the den.

Stay in the van.
Keep your eye on the weapons.

Right, Hannibal.

Keep practicin'.

You guys took your
own sweet time getting here.

Put that out.
I don't like cigar smoke.

You Wayne?

It's that fella there.

You Insane Wayne?

Well, if I'm not, I've come
a long ways...

for nothing.

[moaning]

I saw you pull up
outside the window.

Oh, somebody put a rose...

on his nose.

Where's the as*ault vehicle?
You're looking at him.

Where's the guy
you call Fat Rat?

He's in the van.

Great big black fella.
Got lots of jewelry.

The ad didn't say anything
about him being black.

You've got a problem
with that, Jack?

No, sir.

Not as long as you run Bill
Sherman off my property...

I don't have any
problems at all.

Good. No problems.

No problems.

Who's Tully?

Me. I'm Tully.

That makes you're
Three Finger Harry.

Harry couldn't make it. Got a job
running g*ns in South America.

Well, just who the hell
are you?

Pica Bob.

I fill in for Harry.

My specialty is
smoking a cigar...

eating snakes alive...

and running off drifters.

Okay.

Now--

Sherman set up his homestead
a couple of years ago...

over in the
East Meadow section.

He cut a road in
from the interstate.

He registered with the Arizona State Land
Commission and got squatter's rights.

Normally,
I wouldn't mind that.

As a matter of fact...

I didn't mind at all for
a couple of years.

And then he brought
in a well...

and a month ago he hit oil.

That land is mine,
so the oil's mine.

Where's this no-good
squatter set up?

Well, if that red line is your
ranch, he's not on your property.

If he registered
two years ago...

and got squatter's rights,
he's legal.

If I wanted a legal opinion,
I'd seek out a lawyer.

What I want is
a little funny business...

from some guys who don't ask
too many questions.

What do you mean,
"funny business"?

Want us to sneak up on him in
church and give him a hotfoot?

I want you to k*ll him.

Bury the body
two counties over.

Is that plain enough for you?

He out there alone?

He's got a 15-year-old kid
named Bobby.

[snickering]

You think we got enough
firepower to run off...

one drifter and
a 15-year-old kid?

Bill Sherman won the Congressional
Medal of Honor in 'Nam.

He's some kind of colored
beret, green, red. I don't...

Special Forces.

He put three of my men in the hospital when
we paid him a visit one night last week.

Well, what
do you think, Wayne?

Maybe we can have some fun
here, after all. Oh, no!

You can't travel
down that road...

unless they give you a dead
eagle to wear in your hat...

and a flag to bury it in.

Is he all right?

He's a little nuts.

[exclaiming]
That's--

That's why he's so good.

I'm nuts...

that's why I'm so good.

Yeah, well, get to it, then.

Aren't we forgetting
something, Mr. Kincaid?

Are you talking about money?

I do this not for play
but for pay.

You said
on the phone, $100,000.

Half now and half
when the job's finished.

Oh, I know, I know, I know.

But insane people can
change their minds...

from time to time.

I want it all. Now!

What if I say no?

[panting]

Then I'm gonna put
a pox on your house.

[laughing]

[laughing]

Okay.

Doesn't matter to me,
as long as the job gets done.

Hang on to this, Tully.

So, when do you go in?

Well, Mr. Kincaid, this is one of those
great cases of mistaken identity.

You see, we're not
Insane Wayne, Tully...

Fat Rat, and I'm not Pico Bob.

We're just four guys
passing through.

But something about your offer
attracted us.

Now, Mr. K., they said
they was them--

No, sir, we never did that.
But not to worry.

We'll take this money
and put it to good use.

I'll take my money back.

If the five of you couldn't
run off one drifter...

then you're gonna have
a pile of trouble with us.

Take them.

[groaning]

[groaning]

Now, let me tell you
something else, Kincaid.

We just went to work for Bill
Sherman and you paid our fee.

So when Insane Wayne
and Three Finger Harry...

finally get here,
tell them four other guys...

who were also in the Special
Forces just decided to suit up.

I can read this inkspot
real well.

It's a jackass standing
next to an antique desk.

[laughing]

The wrong guys.

You brought the wrong guys!

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Kincaid, but that
skinny fellow was acting real crazy.

I want them.

(Hannibal)
How much did we clear, Face?

$90,000. He shorted us.

No, man, there was $10,000
in advance, remember?

Look at this.

"Dirty work, funny business,
we ask no questions.

"Contact Insane Wayne. We'll clean up
your problems the old fashioned way.

"For big jobs, ask for Tully, Fat
Rat and Three Finger Harry."

Well, seeing as we dealt
ourselves into this game...

we might as well see
who's on our side.

Take a right at the next
intersection and head due west.

[g*n f*ring]

Hold your fire,
we're friendly.

It's an U*i, he's reloading.
Go, B.A!

Now!

Now where's your father?

Come on, little brother.
We came up here to help.

I don't need any help.

My dad, he taught me
how to survive.

I can make it on my own.

How long
has it been since...

You can say it, mister.
They k*lled him.

Took six of them, though.

At least they never found out
they hit him with a lucky sh*t.

He's dead and they're
still scared of him.

But they're bringing in
reinforcements, Bob.

Show him the ad.

Insane Wayne,
Three Finger Harry?

You can't be serious.

These guys have a Saturday
morning cartoon show?

Lots of mercenaries got crazy names
so they can't be identified.

Why would you guys
wanna buy in?

Well... Been a slow week.

And Kincaid
more or less hired us.

Who are you guys?

Well, that's Hannibal Smith,
B.A. Baracus...

"Howling Mad" Murdock,
and I'm Templeton Peck.

The A-Team?

I'm sure not
gonna believe that.

Believe what you want, we're
your teammates from now on...

whether you like it or not.

You can't live out here alone,
little brother.

Watch me.

All it would take is a savvy truant
officer to put you out of business.

You gotta live with
an adult till you're 18.

Did you?

Fact is, you can't
stay out here all by yourself.

People want this well.

Look, my Uncle Charlie
is coming to live with me.

He should be here
in about a week.

You're a pretty tough kid. You're just gonna
play it through. That's the plan, huh?

My dad was a hero.

He won that medal
in the Da Nang Delta.

Had five slugs in him.

Carried three men
out on bamboo litter.

Forty miles through swamps
and VC troops.

So you see, I'm not about to
dishonor his death by crying.

I understood him.
He was the best.

We'll meet again someday...

and I want him to know
that I understood what he was.

And I was proud.

You want the help?

Yeah. Yeah, maybe. Why not?

You guys aren't really
the A-Team.

We could sure use the A-Team, though.
I mean, I could.

Why don't you get some sleep.
How long you been up anyway?

Most of two days now.

I had to stay awake,
I had to protect this place.

Well, we'll wake you up
in about four hours...

and let you take a watch
with the rest of us.

B.A. and Hannibal are out there
setting up a perimeter right now.

[laughing] You keep calling
them Hannibal and B.A...

like they were really
the A-Team, huh?

We are. I'm H.M. Murdock.

I was their pilot over there.
And...

You just watch us
and you make up your own mind.

And your father would have
known who we were.

'Cause we were famous in 'Nam.

Looks like they started drilling
here and got down a ways...

and hit some rock...

and then moved over east, punched
through, and hit the right spot.

We can use
this hole, Hannibal.

Okay, Face, you and Murdock go out
to that highway we came in on...

and wait for Insane Wayne
and his animal act.

And what are we gonna do? Tell him
his services are no longer required?

It's not gonna work. He's
come a long way, Hannibal.

He's gonna want his money.

Face, you're a fountain
of creativity.

You will think
of something.

Arizona. What do they do
a lot of in Arizona?

Let's see.

[stutters] Don't tell
me, I'll get it.

Relax, Murdock. This isn't
a mental agility test.

I know they set off some hellacious
nukes out there in Arizona in the '50s.

No, they didn't.

I know I'll get some of this
stuff straight sooner or later.

What's the difference, right?

I have an idea.

Well, then, get going.

We gotta buy some time
to fix this place up.

You guys, turn Wayne around.
Get us at least half a day.

Right.

Okay, Murdock, you better get the
uniforms out of the back of the van.

Oh, and get a tape recorder and
that big portable radio of B.A.'s.

Right.

How you doing?

What do you got going here?

Wind shift.

Yeah, we're testing the new
J-series cluster rockets...

and one of our jet jocks
had a gyro out of whack...

and hit a target
outside the test perimeter...

and, well, then the winds turned around.
Well, we got a...

[stuttering] Just a little
fallout headed this way.

Corky, Corky, you want to run a
check on this truck here? Yeah.

[recording of
Geiger counter playing]

Where you fellows from?

Down this highway,
all the way from Cooperstown.

I got 60 DB and a rain-up
on the oscillator.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, it spread
further than I thought.

[clicking] What the
hell's going on here?

Holy!

[stammering]

Look, you boys are okay,
but you gotta turn around.

Okay?
What do you mean, "okay"?

This guy here
is getting a reading.

Oh, well,
it's nothing to worry about.

What, are you kidding me?
I read the papers, boy.

You guys screw up
on the test...

you contaminate
this whole countryside...

and you don't say squat
to nobody.

[stammering]
It's nothing like that.

Where're you headed?

Cannon Crossing.

Cannon...
Cannon...

Oh, look,
you've gotta turn around.

You gotta go back 40 miles
to the Annandale turnoff.

That'll take you north of the
Claxton mountain range, see?

Then you follow that
up to the South Fork, and...

well, you take that past,
past Riverton...

and that'll bring you around
on the other side of this--

Excuse me!

What you're describing here
is gonna take half the night.

We're late as it is!

This position
is being overrun...

and we're at a point
of contamination already.

Oh, no. You better break out the radiation
suits. Get them out of the back of the jeep.

Right. And we'll move this
position up 15 miles!

[sighs] All right,
you've made your point.

I'm out of here.

Good. Good. Good decision.

[door thuds]

[groans]

Well, if that's Insane Wayne, they
certainly got the right name for him.

Yeah. Let's get out of here
before a cop shows up.

Sure.
Right.

[crickets chirping]

Okay, Face.
Your turn on guard duty.

[Face groaning]

Sic him, Murdock.
I'll go get Bobby.

(Face)
Oh, come on.

(Hannibal) His bike's gone.
He took the U*i.

(B.A.) You don't think
he's gonna try to...

take those guys on
by himself, do you?

They k*lled his father.
He's liable to do anything.

When we get to Kincaid's,
we're gonna spread out.

Come in from different sides,
use the walkie-talkies.

This is a recon mission.
If he's not there, we get out.

I don't like it, Hannibal. I think
he's gonna get in a lot of trouble.

Depends on what he's doing.

I can't stay long.
I snuck out.

Me, too.

How's your dad?

He's not my dad.

He's the man
who married my mother.

My daddy d*ed in the w*r.

You know what I meant.

We gotta get
out of here, Bob.

I can't stand the way
he treats me.

He just married my mom
to get our ranch and...

There's something
wrong with him.

He hits my mom.

Look, I got some help.

It won't be long.

Who's gonna help us?

I think it's the A-Team.

The A-Team?

Come on.
Why would they wanna help us?

Who told them?

I don't know.

I'm not even sure it's them.

But they seem to
know what they're doing.

Be careful, Bobby.

Tomorrow night, this whole thing'll
be over. One way or another.

If I'm still standing,
I'll be back for you.

I love you.

Get inside!

Scratch Plan A,
go to Plan B.

Come on, Bobby!
Get in the van!

Go, B.A.

[tires screech]

Okay, I'm convinced.

You guys really are
the A-Team.

Julie and I have been kind of going
steady since the sixth grade.

That was before
her mom married Kincaid...

and Julie was still
allowed to go to school.

Kincaid don't let
his stepdaughter go to school?

Well, he has tutors
come up to the ranch.

She never leaves there.

He's a real scuzz.

Her mom
just stays in her room.

Doesn't go
into town anymore.

So you did your Romeo act
till you got caught.

Hey, I've been going
up there for months.

They just never
picked up on it.

I never see her
anymore otherwise.

I think that shows a lot of
initiative on your part, Bobby.

You know, where I come from,
it was lot tougher.

See, in the city you're
dealing with fire escapes--

Face.
Later.

Come on, guys.
We'll be late for the service.

Face, please, can I talk to you?
Just for a second. Please?

Face, I'm starting
to get worried.

I mean, with everything
that has been going on...

we haven't been
working with my flash cards.

Oh! Oh, yeah.

Okay, well, we can
do it on the way.

All right, well, let's see.

What's the mathematical
significance of these?

[stammering]

That's a tough one, Face.
They're not gonna ask that one.

Go, go on to the next one.
Just answer the question.

[mumbles]

None of them.
None of them do.

All of them. They're parallel
and perpendicular, see?

Face.

I would've got it.
I just have a lot on my mind.

(Hannibal)
Come on, guys.

We don't wanna be late for
Bobby's dad's memorial service.

(Reverend)
Captain William F. Sherman...

was a man who stood up
for what he believed...

despite intolerable odds.

His land, his country...

being both father and mother
and friend...

Bill Sherman
d*ed a hero's death.

He gave his life for freedom.

And for his son, that was
his father's greatest gift.

Real sorry, son.

About what? That you didn't know
three days earlier he was dead?

Your daddy should've
taught you better manners.

My daddy taught me fine.

I'm really glad
you came, Julie.

I wanted to come alone, Bobby.

I wanted to be with you.

But he wouldn't let me.

(Kincaid) I believe you have
something that belongs to me.

Depends on
what you're looking for.

My $100,000
that you stole.

Why don't you
tell the Sheriff?

Then we can all go over...

and have a good laugh on
the circumstances involved.

Look, let's get right to
the guts of this matter.

By all means.

I want that land.
I'm willing to pay.

I'm ready to make a deal.

What's that? $50,000 to whoever
can run Bobby Sherman and us off?

I've got a deal of considerable
standing to make to the boy.

He's young. He's got
his whole life ahead of him.

Probably got future plans.

I think
he should have a chance.

Change of heart.

I think Bobby should at least
have a chance to hear me out.

So do I.

How about you and the boy
coming for dinner tonight?

How about we don't?

All right.

We'll meet in a neutral place.

Red Rock Canyon.

It's about four miles
north of here.

It's open,
nice little clearing, flat.

Everybody in plain sight.
No weapons.

Somehow I feel
that only applies to us.

[chuckling]

My men'll be
all out in the open.

No monkey business.
You have my word on it.

And my word's
as good as yours.

[engine starting]

[sighs]

Well, you know
he's gonna double-cross us.

Yeah. But we're gonna
double-cross him.

That's what makes it fair.

Okay, B.A.

Step into my office.

$100,000.
That's my offer.

I don't understand.
What are you trying to pull?

I'm just trying to close
a business deal.

Trying to negotiate business.

That's what adults do
when they want something.

I give you $100,000."

you sign the property
over to me...

then you take off.

You k*lled my dad.

Son...

what happened to your dad...

was due as much as it was to
anything else as his stubbornness.

Now I suggest
you take that money...

and get out of town.

This one's a little shy.

Well, it's $100,000 or so.

You forgot to mention
the "or so."

Whatever it is, it's enough for this kid
to live real healthy on for a long time.

It's up to you, Bob.
It's your decision.

Stuff your money, Kincaid.

I'm keeping my dad's land
and I'm working my dad's well.

He d*ed trying to protect it.

If you come around us again...

you're gonna die
trying to take it.

Well, I guess that's the end of the
friendly part of these negotiations.

I can't believe
y'all are so dumb.

Yeah, dumb as a bag of rocks.

But smart enough to figure...

you might put a sn*per...

in that stand of trees
over there.

And maybe another one in that
stand of trees over there.

And so we mined
those potential ambush sites.

I don't believe you.

Never bet into aces, pal.

B.A., cut some lumber.

[Veils]

You all right, B.A.?

Just stay down.

[g*ns f*ring]

They did it again.

They took my money again.

They shorted us a couple
of bills in each packet.

The guy's a sneak thief.

You sure
you're all right, B.A.?

Yeah, it went
right through, Hannibal.

I gotta get it
stitched up, though.

I'm really sorry, B.A.

You know,
I never would've said no...

if I knew
anyone was gonna get hurt.

You did the right thing,
Bobby.

You did the right thing.

(Kincaid)
Now, I've heard your excuses!

What I want now is action!

That's what I say.

Who are you? And what are
you doing in my office?

You Kincaid?

And that's his chair.

Now out!

[Veils]

I'm tired of being
run around the brush, Kincaid.

You sent for me.

Insane Wayne.

Julie, get back to your room.
But--

You heard your daddy.
Now get.

Well, it's no wonder you low
volts had such trouble...

containing an old-timer
and his son.

Well, first of all,
the guy was a Green Beret!

I'm not afraid of no hat,
Chicken Lickin'.

The fact is,
the father's dead.

Been dead almost a week.

Don't lie to me!

I talked you two days ago...

and you were still
being held off.

That was the son!

A 15-year-old kid?
I'm sorry, chief.

Me and my men
don't raid nurseries.

That boy's got the A-Team
working for him now.

The A-Team?

Out of sight.

Let me go!
Let me go!

What are you doing?

Found her talking
real low on the phone.

Sounded kind of strange.

She was telling somebody
that we were here...

and they should get ready for an att*ck.
Didn't you?

Julie.

She's in love with that boy.
I been trying to tell you.

She's in love with
the kid, huh?

The A-Team's gonna
be looking for you.

Especially if you try to
come in through the back door.

Sometimes the front door
is easier.

If you have the key.

Whoa, now. You're not
taking her to use for bait.

You want that land or not?

Take her.

Here they come.

[g*n f*ring]

Get down.

[g*ns f*ring]

[screams]

All right, Smith!

I want you and your men
out here now!

Drop your weapons
and stand up!

No deal, pal.

We can hold you off
all day long!

I don't think so, Smith.

Not unless you wanna see
this twist get broken.

(Bobby)
Julie!

(Hannibal)
Let her go!

She's got nothing
to do with this.

She's got everything
to do with this!

Well, come on.
Where's your plumbing, chief?

You're the A-Team!

You can sh**t me down cold.

Right through
this little duckie.

Or do you want me
to do it for you?

Bobby.

Well, you must be the puppy
that held off Kincaid's boys.

All right, Smith! I'm through
talking, come on out!

Or they both eat it.

[groans]

[panting]

[groaning]

(Wayne)
Where's the others?

There's three members
of the A-Team.

And Kincaid said that there was a
fourth working out here somewhere.

Had a man wounded
at Red Rock Mesa.

It took another man to take
him to the hospital...

at Willow Springs.

Well, I'd hate to think that you've
got some kind of ambush set up here.

What are your thoughts
on the subject, Finger?

[whooping]

[glass shattering]

Well, I guess
there's no one hiding here.

You know
what I'm thinking?

That the A-Team wouldn't be
this easy to take down.

No. I'm thinking
where the money is.

Oh, I'm talking about that
$100,000 you took from Kincaid.

I'd like it. It's mine.

Well, I might just take
the whereabouts of that...

to the great beyond.

Not unless you wanna take these
two kids along with that secret.

You'll trade them
for the money?

You've got my word.

You and Kincaid
must get along really great.

I guess we better show him
where it's hidden.

Would you say...

about there?

[g*n f*ring]

[men groaning]

[grunting]

How's the shoulder, B.A.?

It's fine, Hannibal.

It's a mathematical equation.

Four thugs equals
$200,000.

(Murdock) I may pass
that loony test yet.

You Bobby's uncle?

Yeah.

Who are you guys?

Friends.

I drove 76 hours straight
to get here.

He always said I was gonna
come to his funeral...

instead of
the other way around.

I'm 10 years older
than Billy...

but he was always
the risk-taker.

He was always the one
who was trying to be faster...

sharper...

more fair.

Where's little Bobby?

Well, little Bobby
isn't so little anymore.

He's with his girlfriend,
down the creekbed a ways.

Bobby has a girlfriend?

[chuckling]
Son of a g*n.

Last time I saw him,
he...

Well, I guess
he and I ought to...

find a place in town.

I think he gonna
want to stay out here.

Just like his old man,
ain't he?

Well, I guess
here's as good a place as any.

This is for Bobby.

It's his future.
His dad earned it for him.

So your mom's gonna be okay?

Yeah.

He had her on dr*gs.

She's in the hospital now...

and Kincaid'll have 20 years in
prison to think about what he did.

I can't believe
it's all over.

If it weren't for you, Bobby,
it wouldn't be--

No, no, no.
It was the A-Team that did it.

You know,
every now and then...

my dad used to talk about
his as*ault team in 'Nam...

how he felt about
those guys.

He said he owed them more
than a man could ever pay.

Now you feel that way
about the A-Team.

Some debts
just can never be repaid.

I love you.

For the life of me, sometimes
I can't figure out why.

Because you're real.

You count for something
that's very rare.

Well, it's good to know
I have somebody fooled.

It's true.

If you could see what I see,
you'd know.

Come on, I wanna get back
before they leave.

I wanna say thanks.

I don't think they're the men
who wait around to be thanked.