04x19 - The Golden One

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Afghanistan is a volatile place.

He's Italian.

Am I so horrible to behold? I'm Italian.

You know, you got a hell of a lot of nerve.

Where's Jo, and where the hell are these g*ns going? FRANK: To a rebel camp.

Jo's already there.

Has Frank ever brought any other women here? They're discussing whether to execute us at dawn, or do it now.

Saint John, run! Now you're mine.

Don't count on it.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

You're late.

I do not like to be kept waiting.

I had to dodge the patrols on the road.

This is what's available.

Two dozen of these.

A very useful item.

No problem.

Yes.

I have no trouble finding a market for this.

We have a deal then.

I'd better head out before the sun comes up.

I was hoping this trip, you'd provide me with something a little bit more exotic.

Something unusual.

These are the best weapons available.

I see the photograph that you carry.

The golden one.

Show me.

Some things, Mustafa, are not for sale.

Everything is for sale.

It is only the price that is in question.

I think we can arrange something.

Yes.

This is what I want.

Go.

She seems to be in top form.

JO: Everything checks out in the electronics.

All right, now I can leave you guys without worrying.

It's going to be kind of Ionely around the old homestead with you guys going off in all directions.

You can change your mind and come with me.

Watching a bunch of guys spinning their wheels is not my idea of a holiday.

Jo, it's the Baja 1000.

It is the greatest off

-road motorcycle race in the world.

Yeah.

Right.

Thanks.

I think I'll pass.

Let's check out the atmospheric on this bird.

Take her up to altitude.

SAINT JOHN: Cabin pressure normal.

Oxygen mix good.

I think we can give her a clean bill of health.

Telegram.

Telegram for Miss Jo Santini.

Who's it from? Does the name Frank Casabello ring a bell? (CHUCKLES)

Frank SAINT JOHN: Jo, are you all right? I've got a readout that says your heartbeat is way off the meter.

You mean it skipped a few beats? Don't worry.

What's the message say, Mike? "Urgent.

Miss Jo Santini.

"Come to the Casbah Hotel, Kabul.

" Now, catch this, Saint John.

"Love, Frank.

" What was that? MIKE: Love, Frank.

You know, Afghanistan is not exactly the first place that I would pick for a romantic rendezvous.

And what's wrong with Rome, or Paris, or London? Well, I know a great place in New Jersey if you're on a tight budget.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Frank's in Afghanistan, so Afghanistan it is.

Anyway, he's made reservations.

There's a plane ticket waiting for me at the airport, and I'm going.

I think it'll be fun.

I know it'll be fun.

(MIMICKING)

(MOCKING)

"Love, Frank.

" Frank.

(BOTH MUTTERING)

Look, Jo, seriously.

Afghanistan is a volatile place.

You've got Soviet troops occupying part of it on one hand Armed insurgents on the other hand.

And if that's not enough fun for you, there's always bandits.

What can I say? He's Italian, I'm Italian.

We have romance in our blood.

And he's a very fascinating man.

He sounds like the kind of guy we'd like to meet.

Why don't you invite him here? Yeah.

He probably can't get away from work, which seems to be a problem I'm having.

Will you cut me some slack, guys? You sound like parents on my first date.

Well, at least he's got a job.

That's good.

Oh yeah? What kind of job? He's a relief coordinator for Global Medical Aid.

So I'll have diplomatic immunity.

Besides, there's a temporary ceasefire there right now.

(CAR HONKING)

You guys can hold down the fort without me.

I'm off to the Casbah.

Jo, are you sure about this? Afghanistan? That's crazy.

Crazy.

SAINT JOHN: Jo, will you at least be careful over there? This place is not exactly the Club Med.

Club Med? I mean, it's a hotbed over there, Jo.

Come on.

(SIGHS)

I'll send you postcards.

(CAR HONKING)

(BIDS FAREWELL IN ITALIAN)

Ah, why don't you go with her? What are you, crazy? Number one, she'd probably k*ll me.

Number two, I'm going to the motorcycle races.

And number three, why don't you go with her? What are you, crazy? First of all, she'd probably k*ll me, and secondly Well, I've got an assignment in China.

I don't like it.

I got a really weird feeling about this.

Yeah.

She hasn't seen the guy in three years, and suddenly it's wham, bam, Afghanistan.

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

Hey, it's too bad they don't have motorcycle races over there, huh? Yeah.

Yeah.

Got a lot of sand.

Oh, sand, yeah.

Lot of good dirt.

Oh, tons of dirt.

Yeah.

Oh, no! No.

No way.

What are you, crazy? Number one, she'd probably k*ll me.

And number two, if she caught me snooping If I'd wanted a babysitter, I'd have looked at the g*dd*mn classifieds.

I agree.

This was Mike's idea.

I could have been You two have a hell of a lot of nerve.

The most insensitive You're right.

Mike's insensitive.

unfeeling Concerned.

Jealous.

Jealous? Yeah, jealous.

Mr.

Frank said he will pick you up later.

And would you please wear this? It is a costume of the people of the highlands.

It will make you feel more at ease and not stand out as a tourist.

Well, thank you very much.

Now this is a thoughtful gesture.

You should be taking notes.

Could you tell Mr.

Frank He didn't even wait for his tip.

I guess some people know when three's a crowd.

Well, if you and Frank would like to join me later for a drink, it would No.

Bad idea? Mmm

-hmm.

Okay, well, be careful.

And I'll see you later.

Not if I see you first.

(EASTERN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Hey, you look like the kind of guy who just lost his heart or his wallet.

Let's hope it isn't your wallet, huh? No, I've still got a firm grip on both.

Excellent.

Uh, could you stake a fellow American to a drink, hmm? Uh

-huh.

Bartender, you wanna give him one on me? So, I guess you have been around the block a few times, huh? Around this neighborhood, that could get you the Purple Heart.

James McKiddon.

Correspondent, New York Times.

Make that the New York Sometimes.

Assignments have been a little scarce, you know? A journalist, huh? Look, maybe you can help me out.

Have you ever heard of a guy named Frank Casabello? Frank Casabello.

May he rest in peace.

You mean he's dead? You sure? Dead sure.

I filed the story last week.

He got k*lled running medical supplies to the highlands.

Ambushed by bandits.

Jo! You know, you look to me like the kind of guy who lost his heart or his wallet.

Hey! Are you absolutely sure that Frank Casabello's dead? I am a journalist.

I don't get paid to make things up.

You saw his body with your own eyes? Yes, and it wasn't a very pretty sight either.

You got someplace I can use a phone? Certainly.

Bartender! Telefono.

(PHONE RINGING)

MIKE: Santini Air.

I can hardly hear you.

Speak up.

Mike, I need a background check on this Frank Casabello.

Ditto for his company.

That was Global Medical Aid, right? What's going on? I don't know.

It's all smoke and mirrors to me.

Jo's disappeared, and this Frank guy is apparently dead.

Get back to me on this as soon as you can, will you? I'm at the hotel Casbah.

Will do.

Time for you and me to take a walk around the block.

I don't see how I could possibly help you.

You're gonna take me to this Frank Casabello's place of business.

Let's go, Mike.

This'll just take a minute.

We have an assignment.

I just want to run the check for Saint John.

Jo might be in trouble.

Okay, well, let's do it in the air.

We still have to search for that downed satellite, and I have a feeling it's not gonna be easy to locate.

At least China's in the right general direction.

It looks to me like they shut down the operation, huh? (WHISPERS)

Shh! Listen! I hear voices.

It's the first sign.

Next, you start seeing things.

Get over here.

Get up there and take a look.

Come on.

What do you see? I see two men loading a truck.

What else? Wait.

There's a third man.

I can't see his face.

He's not a native.

He's He's alive! (GROANS)

Who is? Is it Frank? You swore you saw him dead! I'm a journalist.

I can't risk my life to confirm a story.

They'd cut my tongue out if they caught me.

I need my tongue to talk.

Words are my living.

Look, listen closely.

I don't wanna be misquoted.

Go back to the bar.

Gladly.

I'm expecting a call.

When it comes in, tell my friend one word.

Airwolf.

Airwolf, Airwolf, Airwolf.

What is it again? Airwolf! (SHUSHING)

Hey, hey, hey.

I need some money for the bar.

Office rent money, huh? Will you stop? There.

Go.

(CHUCKLES)

You Go! Airwolf.

Airwolf.

Airwolf.

LOCKE: Well, well, well.

Jo's flame is a man of many names.

He's running from something.

Well, I hope for her sake it's not a string of alimony payments.

Man, oh, man.

This guy's been back from the grave more times than Dracula.

Odds are that he's popped open another crypt in Afghanistan.

I'll see what I can find out on that medical supplies outfit he works for.

If it deals in blood, I'm gonna faint.

You again.

What is it with you and sneaking around, kid? Mr.

Frank Casabello, I presume.

I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

And you, my friend, have me at a disadvantage.

That all depends on your point of view.

Could you tell me where I am? Just a clue.

Uh I think I'll pass on the tour for tonight.

I'm a little tired.

Guys? Oh.

Have you seen Frank? Oh, great.

Uh, I suppose a bath would be out of the question, huh? I just wanna freshen up a bit before I see Frank.

No? Hi.

Thank you.

Is this for me? Are you sure? Oh, my God.

It's gorgeous.

Is this a gift from Frank? Silks.

Oh, I've never seen anything so beautiful.

Are you sure this is all for me? There must be some mistake here.

(GASPS)

A hot bath.

Girls, you read my mind.

It's unbelievable.

You know, this is just like Frank.

Why didn't you say so? Any friend of Jo Santini is a friend of mine.

Exactly where is our mutual friend? Don't worry about Jo.

She's in safe hands.

Sorry about the g*n.

Around here, you can't be too careful.

Medical supplies fetch a good price on the black market.

Listen, just let me talk to Jo so she can tell me herself that she's all right.

You can get back to whatever it is you really do around Kid, I don't believe you.

Why don't you come with me? I'm just taking a shipment of supplies to Habib's village.

Truck's already loaded and ready to go.

All right, let's go.

(PHONE RINGING)

(MUTTERING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Call for a Mr.

Hawke.

Saint John Hawke.

Call for Hawke.

(MUTTERS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(GROANS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Yeah, give me a double, huh? Now when they say luxury, I know what they mean.

Um, could you tell Frank I'll be ready in a minute? Thank you.

Oh.

Uh Well, I've waited this long, I guess a few more minutes won't hurt.

Are these Afghan dates? Um, tell me, just between us, has Frank ever brought any other women here? No.

How could he? He couldn't afford it.

No answer from Saint John.

What now? LOCKE: Nothing we can do.

We can't abandon our assignment just because Jo has fallen for a shady character.

I hate to mention it I know, I know.

Book of rules, right? The worst thing that can happen is Jo will suffer a broken heart when she discovers the guy is running from something.

Yeah.

Well, hearts and rules were meant to be broken.

Well, if you don't have anything better to do, why don't you find out what the best route to Afghanistan is from here? You got it.

At least without headlights we're not an easy target.

Nope.

We don't want to get stopped on this road, do we, Habib? No.

My people need medicine badly.

Habib's people are freedom fighters.

They've suffered great losses at the hands of the Russians.

Frank is a brave man to bring the supplies to my people.

You've seen much action, Hawke? More than I ever cared to.

How old are you, Habib? Fifteen.

I've already fought four years as a soldier.

One day, we will live free.

When I was 15, my biggest worry was making the football team.

Well, it's been very nice talking to you.

Thank you.

But if Frank doesn't show up soon, I'm not gonna be in any shape to celebrate.

(ALL LAUGHING)

You are even more beautiful than your photograph.

Oh, thank you.

What photograph? (STUTTERS)

Wait Hold it right there.

I'm I'm very impressed.

I mean, it's very nice and hospitable, but have you seen Frank anywhere? He'll be here for the ceremony.

What ceremony? Our wedding.

Our wedding? Are you crazy? Over my dead body! You may want to reconsider.

That was a warning.

Next time, you'll be trading stories with Allah.

I like a woman with fire in her soul.

Guards! Stay cool.

Soviets.

I hope you got a plan, Frank.

No problem.

My documents should get us through this.

I have United Nations clearance.

We carry only the medical supplies allowed.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(BOTH SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

You bastard, Frank.

(GROANS)

If we get out of this, you're gonna have to deal with me, Frank.

Don't worry about that.

They're discussing whether to execute us at dawn, or do it now.

Habib! That was close.

I want some answers, and I want them fast.

Where's Jo, and where the hell are these g*ns going? To a rebel camp.

Jo's already there.

Medical supplies only patch up the dying.

g*ns liberate the oppressed.

Any more lies out of you, and I'll liberate your head from your neck.

No more lies.

You saved my life.

Now let's get out of here.

(BEEPING)

A man who lies cannot change his habits like a snake sheds its skin.

I agree, Habib.

You watch my back, and I'll watch yours.

We're over the satellite crash site now.

Looks like heavy weather down there.

We could set her down, but it'd be rough.

You wanna chance it? No.

At least we've located it.

If we can't retrieve it, neither can anyone else.

(BUZZING)

Hold on.

I'm getting an I.

D.

Emergency signal from Saint John.

I'll punch in the graphics.

MIKE: How far to Afghanistan? LOCKE: We'll be taking a hell of a chance.

If they detect any American presence, we can expect some heavy retaliation.

I know I heard an "if" in there somewhere.

Okay.

I'm worried about Jo.

Head for the border.

You're not a man.

You're an insect.

You're a cockroach.

Your insults and defiance only excite me.

I have a certain charm.

You will weaken.

Don't count on it.

When Frank gets here, you're gonna pay for this.

Frank has already been paid, and very well.

You brought him a good price.

What? You're lying! Frank would never do anything like that! Believe what you wish.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Look at me! Am I so horrible to behold? (SPITS)

I will break your spirit.

I will have you.

Mike, what's our location? I'm just getting a fix on that now.

All right, here we go.

We just crossed over the northern border.

And we got a definite confirmation on that one.

LOCKE: I got Ivan closing in on Saint John.

We better get there first.

In that case, let's get a move on.

Right.

Activate turbos.

That's your camp? Yeah, we're here.

Now, let me introduce you to my friends.

Skip the preliminaries.

Where's Jo? Hey, soon enough.

Come on, let's have a drink.

I wanna see her now, Frank.

I'm afraid I can't risk having you interfere in my business here, Mr.

Hawke.

These gentlemen will keep you company.

Fellas.

(GROANS)

Jo! My God! Where the hell have you been? Untie me! Forgive me, I never intended for this to happen.

Mustafa swore he'd treat you well.

How could you have asked me to come here? I guess I had that coming.

I'm not a piece of property.

You get me out of here now! Don't you dare touch me! Listen, Jo, getting out of here may not be that easy.

They have your friend Hawke prisoner.

I tried to stop them, but I couldn't.

Saint John's here? Mustafa betrayed us.

I only wanted to see you, and I made a tragic mistake.

One of many.

Frank, how could you? It's very complicated.

Try me.

(GRUNTING)

A gunrunner.

All this time I believed you were working for a medical relief unit, and you've been dealing in g*ns? First time we met.

Guatemala.

Do you remember? Yeah, I remember.

I tried to tell you then.

But I was afraid if you knew the truth, you'd have nothing to do with me.

You would have been right.

Frank, how could you get involved in this business? (SIGHS)

When you live your life in w*r zones, you see horrors that you never forget.

At first you're shocked.

Then the horrors become routine.

Finally, my mind became a w*r zone.

To survive you have to adapt.

I've become what I'm surrounded by.

Life has no value.

To the point where you'd sell not only g*ns, but people? You sent for me because you sold me.

I sent for you because I needed help.

I loved you.

You were the only person I still cared for, who I hoped cared for me.

Please.

Please help me, Jo.

These are not rebels.

They're bandits, murderers.

My friend Jo, where is she? They have her prisoner in one of the tents.

Frank is with her now.

Frank.

Well, she's in trouble.

We've got to get her out of there.

There.

We're coming in on a camp.

Let's go.

I'll get in for a close

-up.

We're short on time.

Okay, then let's go in for a quick sweep.

Mustafa's coming.

You have explained our deal to her? There is no deal.

Tell him, Frank.

No deal? I have your money.

How could you? Goodbye, Jo.

You bastard! Now you're mine.

Don't count on it.

Keep an eye out for ground as*ault.

They may have enough firepower to knock us out of the sky.

It's Frank.

He is escaping.

Habib, wait! Frank! (ALL CLAMORING)

This is not Russian.

I've never heard such a sound.

Friends of mine.

Come on.

Airwolf! LOCKE: There's Jo.

Let's lay down some ground cover.

(SCREAMS)

The rocket launchers! Get her out of here! MIKE: Keep pouring it on.

LOCKE: Come on, guys.

Get out of the line of fire.

Run, Saint John, run! Run! MIKE: They made the truck.

They're out of range.

LOCKE: Yeah, but we're not.

MiGs at six o'clock.

LOCKE: All right, let's go pick up the family.

Nice driving, Habib.

The Airwolf's on its way.

You got a free ticket to the States if you want it.

I'll stay here.

I cannot leave my people.

We won't forget you, Habib.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Miss.

So long, Hawke.

So long, Habib.

We'll do everything we can to make sure your village keeps getting medical aid.

These supplies should help for a while.

Well, goodbye.

Nice kid.

I'm not sure he ever had a chance to be a kid.

How are you feeling? Eh I just can't believe I bought Frank's line for so long.

He had a lot of people fooled.

Yeah, but I never took the time to find out who he really was, you know? I just saw what I wanted to see.

Well, you're not alone on that score.

Frank was slick.

He almost had me fooled.

He did? Yeah.

I almost turned around and went home.

You started all that talk about staying out of your personal life, and Hey, you were right.

It's just that I needed some time off, you know? A little romance, I guess.

And time to recharge my batteries.

That's all I meant.

Well, next time you need your batteries charged, please don't do it so far from home.

Okay.

Ah.

Um, listen, I know I made a big deal out of you guys interfering in my personal life, but whose idea was it to follow me in the first place? Mike.

Saint John's.

(SPEAKING SIMULTANEOUSLY)

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

I'm not blaming anyone.

I just wanted to say, whoever it was, thanks for interfering.

Well, actually all of us.

Oh, then anytime.

It's fine.

You're welcome.

Well, I mean, honestly, I mean, really, I'd do it for everybody I've met.

As a matter of fact, I'd do it for you.

If I remember correctly, it was my idea.

It was my idea.

No, it was my idea.

Your idea? How could it be your idea? I was the one responsible.

I made it happen.

You remember me talking about Afghanistan? (ALL ARGUING SIMULTANEOUSLY)

And then I didn't get to go at all.

He had to go to Afghanistan.

I missed the whole damn thing.

I am really disappointed.

I only come in once a week, but it was my idea.