03x01 - b*ll*ts and Bikinis

[bunniefuu]

(Murdock)
This is Miami!

Can I take your name?

Yeah.
My name's trouble...

and you got
some of it, lady.

You're dirt, Joey, and you're
never going to get this hotel.

They' re
the new owners.

I like owning a hotel.

Nice quiet life,
huh, Face?

♪ Huarachi sandals too
Bushy, bushy blonde hairdo N'

I want that hotel!

I didn't like the terms.

...you just signed
a death warrant.

This is almost unfair,
isn't it Hannibal?

[laughing]
Yeah.

These guys were
professionals, you know.

We're not talking
about a couple of beach boys.

(Murdock)
I' h' everybody had an ocean N'

This man said,
"I'm the lifeguard".

Help!

Take this dude and teach him
to breathe underwater.

Hannibal is right
on the money.

One false move
and you are dead.

[grunting]

(Joey) How'd you like to take
a nice ride to the beach?

Those guys,
they're dead and buried.

Yeah, the w*r's over. We won.

Welcome to Miami.

(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]

£J'[Surf in' USA playing]

How much longer do we have
to hang in there, Sandy?

Look at this place.
Look what's happened to it.

How long did Pop
hang in there?

Till he d*ed.

We've got to
keep going.

We've got to
hang in there for him.

We'll make it work.

Think so, Sandy?

I'm having my doubts.

Hey. We're fighters,
remember?

[people cheering]

They're setting a table right now for you.
Can I take your name?

Yeah. My name's trouble
and you got some of it, lady.

[hostess screaming]

(hostess)
Stop it!

Sandy, no!

Get out of here!
Get out!

You don't learn,
do you, lady?

This place
is going out of business.

Sandy, let's go
call the police. Come on.

[crashing]

Oh girls, I feel so bad about
what's going on out there.

All those tables
being tipped over...

and the waiters
getting hit.

I hear that can really
be bad for business.

Maybe you should
call the police.

Get the hell off
our property.

Wait a minute, I got a friend
in the police department.

Sergeant Morgan.
We grew up together.

You know, if you want, I'll
see what he can do for you.

You're dirt, Joey, and you're
never going to get this hotel.

Boy, you two.

You two are just
as stubborn as your old man.

He didn't want to
sell this hotel either.

And he went to his grave
fighting you.

You had
a real nice hotel here.

It was a very nice place.

And, these fish...

these fish are real nice, too.

They're so pretty
and delicate.

Just like
the two of you.

What a shame to have to hurt
such pretty creatures.

N'[music playing]

[people chattering]

My feet
are k*lling me.

I'm tired,
I'm catching a cold...

and now
this Chinese guy...

sends us to
a lousy part of town...

to go wait at some bar
for the A-Team.

It sounds like
a scam to me.

Well, it's the only sh*t
that we have.

Besides, we didn't come all the
way to Los Angeles to quit now.

I guess that's what I love
about my big sister.

She's stubborn.

Well, what'll it be,
ladies?

How about
a foot massage?

Or a couple of
ginger ales?

They say that bartenders are
better than psychoanalysts...

when it comes to
reading people.

And you two look like
you got a lot on your minds.

Look, my sister and I
are really tired.

So could we just have our drinks
and do without the psychology?

Well, I was only trying
to be pleasant.

Did anyone leave a note or a
message for Tina or Sandy?

I just come on. I'll check
around the register here.

Nope.

Nothing.

Thanks.

You two have
very interesting accents.

I'll bet you come
from Miami way.

No, Fort Lauderdale.

Aye, but I was close,
wasn't I?

And why are you
so curious about us?

Hi, there.

You like to dance?

This is a dead end.
Let's go.

(Hannibal) Oh, but you
didn't touch your drinks.

Yeah, well,
we changed our minds.

What a pity.

They were purchased
by the A-Team.

What?
The A-Team. Really?

Yeah.

I'm Hannibal Smith.
This is Templeton Peck.

You can call me Face.

You were checking us out?

Mmm-hmm.

And you check out
rather nicely.

I just don't believe it.

These two, sweet,
innocent girls...

being terrorized
by a sewer rat? Scum?

Slime bait?

Slime bait?
Yes.

This guy Joey Epic will do anything
to get a hold of our hotel.

He's already offered us
twice what it's worth.

And when we wouldn't sell, he sent his
g*ons over to b*at up our help...

and scare off
all our customers.

We're two months behind on our mortgage
and we're going out of business.

He already has a huge hotel
called The Sunset.

Not to mention
half the resort city...

and a brand new
high-rise he's building.

Why is this guy interested
in your hotel?

I mean,
no offense or anything.

That's what
we can't figure.

Well, if he offered you so much
money, why don't you sell out?

(Tina)
The hotel is all we have.

Our father d*ed
a few months ago.

He had a heart att*ck.

We know it was from the stress
Joey was putting him through.

We'd never let
that scum have it.

I'd like to take this dude and teach
him to breathe underwater. Oh!

B.A., is that tooth
bothering you again?

No, it'll be all right.

[groaning]

B.A., it's from those candy
bars you've been eating.

I'm telling you, that tooth is
going to have to be pulled.

[sighs]

We could take your case...

but you should know
we're very expensive.

We have
a way to pay you.

We'll just sign over
the hotel to you.

And you can take all the profits
as long as you run it...

and keep those animals
off our backs.

Another profit-sharing plan.

Well, you know, Hannibal, we
haven't had a vacation in a while.

Might be kind of fun.

Quaint little hotel
on the beach, lots of sun...

girls.
It might be fun.

♪ Goin' to Surf City just
to get some fun ♪ Yeah.

(both) ♪ We're goin' to Surf
City where it's two to one ♪

♪ Two girls for every guy N'

[groaning]

Ladies, you just hired
the A-Team.

We'll see you
in Florida, tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Hannibal, Florida
is three days away by car.

I'm not going in no airplane.

Well, it's just a little
domestic disagreement.

Hannibal, I said
I ain't flying, man.

I know.
I know that, B.A.

But if you drive across
country with a sore tooth...

you won't be any good
to anybody.

Now, Face and I
will fly out tonight.

You get your tooth fixed...

and you and Murdock can drive through
and we'll see you when you get there.

Yeah, I even know
a good dentist.

He's a personal friend
of mine.

He'll put you to sleep.
You won't feel a thing.

I hate dentists.

And I hate driving
with Murdock.

But you hate flying
with Murdock more, don't you?

Don't you?

[phone rings]

Relax B.A., relax.
Dentists are our friends.

If you're real good, he might
give you a sucker when he's done.

A sucker is what I feel like
for being here.

Mr. Baracas?

[sighing]

Mr. Baracas?

We're here!

[grunting]

Right this way, please.

You're not afraid, are you?

Who, me?
I ain't afraid of nothing.

Oh, B.A.,
you're so tense.

Just think about
relaxing things.

Like, the sunny beaches
of Florida...

lounging around the hotel,
sipping pina coladas...

enjoying
the finest cuisine...

nine millimeter
dum-dum b*ll*ts...

stinger missiles
exploding...

M-15 army tanks.

Mighty-night.

Take good care of him.

And give him my phone number
when he wakes up, will you?

Sure, you bet.

Beach Cove Hotel.

Nice. Up front, Murdock.

Now...

today is the 8th, add three
days, that's the 11th.

Got it?

Now Murdock, don't let him see
a newspaper whatever you do.

You got it.

Here.

Honk when he wakes up.

You got it.

Wake up, B.A.,
wake up now.

What, fool?

I don't blame you
for falling asleep, man.

You know,
we made great time.

Driving straight
for two days.

I don't remember
driving no two days straight.

Man,
you dozed right on off.

I had to grab the wheel
from you when you pulled over.

Boy, you must have
really been exhausted.

Driving? I don't remember
getting in no car. Yeah.

Look, there's Hannibalman
and Faceman.

Garbage man and policeman
and postman!

Well, that was fast.

Yeah, we didn't
expect you until tonight.

Oh, we had
a fine ride, sir...

fine indeed.
I took pictures.

You see? This is a picture of the
Rio Grande when we went by...

and this here is New Mexico
when we went through.

You see this Indian lady here?
She's selling blankets.

You crazy fool!
I don't see no pictures!

Oh, B.A., photography
is interpretation, man.

Pictures are not merely light-sensitive
silver nitrate on paper, man.

It's an expression
of a feeling.

It's an idea concept of a mood or a desire.
Don't you understand?

Nice pose, want it?

Well,
see you guys inside.

Right.

Still don't remember
driving for no two days.

What does it matter,
B.A.?

We're here, man.
This is Miami.

It's the sunshine state.

♪ If everybody had an ocean
across the USA ♪

♪ Then everybody'd be
surf in' like California ♪

♪ You'd see them wearing
their baggies ♪

♪ Huarache sandals too
Bushy, bushy blonde hairdo N'

I thought we told you how
dangerous it was to stay open.

There's not a thing
we can do about it.

They're
the new owners.

You think B.A.'s
going to go for it?

Excuse me.
You running this hotel?

Beach Cove Hotel.
Yep.

Well, maybe you ought to think
about getting a new one.

This one's
a bad investment.

Things get broken
very easily here.

Customers get hit.

There's a bad element
around this neighborhood.

Well, that's funny.
We came here to clean it up.

(Hannibal) Come on,
Face, give me a hand.

Throw him
through the window.

[car horn honking]

Just a minute.

Here.

This ought to take care
of your trouble...

[panting]

And a one way trip
to the Sunset Hotel.

And you can tell Joey,
the Beach Cove Hotel...

sends its regards.

I like owning a hotel.

Nice quiet life,
huh, Face?

[laughs]

Good. Now...

Sheila, I want you
and Tami here to hit...

all the major restaurants
in the area, all right?

See if you can get the parking
attendants to help you.

I want every person to get
one of these flyers.

Oh, and be sure to tell them about
the complimentary drinks...

while they're waiting
for their rooms.

All right?
There you go.

We still have that date tomorrow
for my acting lessons, right?

Oh, sure, sure.
You bet.

Acting lessons?

Well, I had to get
these flyers out, Hannibal.

It's not easy
getting free help.

Sure.

[seagulls cawing]

Well, B.A.?

Ain't no fire escape,
man.

Looks like the penthouse
is serviced by a copter pad...

with a private elevator.

Pretty secure, huh?

Let me have a look, man.

No, ion“!

I should have the binocs.

Faceman said
lam the lifeguard.

You gonna be a package
of cream cheese in a minute.

I'm the lifeguard.
You can't even swim.

Don't you say that!
Yes, I can!

B.A., look, you'll sink
with all that gold on there...

so why don't you let Murdock
be lifeguard, huh?

You could be security.
Yeah.

Jeez, man, jeez.

Hey, I don't know, why we don't
go up there and kick some butts?

We're going to wait
for an opening.

Now don't take
your eyes off that joint.

See if you can find out how
many bodyguards he's got...

and any possible access
to that penthouse.

(Murdock)
♪ East Coast girls are neat ♪

♪ I really like
those styles they wear ♪

♪ Those Southern girls
and the way they kiss ♪

♪ They keep their boyfriends
warm at night ♪

♪ I wish they all
could be Californian ♪

♪ I wish they all
could be Californian ♪

♪ I wish they all
could be Californian girls N'

[people chattering]

Thank you, darling.

You know...

I think my idea of having all the help
wear bikinis is really going to pay off.

Yeah.

You really seem to have things
cooking around here, Mr. Peck.

I am disappointed though.
No wet T-shirt contests?

3:00. At the Lanai.

Aren't the posters up yet? Oh,
do I have to do everything?

Bambi!

Well, I imagine it is hard for
him, keeping everything going...

and so much of his time
must be spent hiring...

38s, 24s and 36s.

I know it's hard to believe,
but it's for your benefit.

We have to make this place look hot,
make it look very successful because...

and don't look up...

Mr. Epic is watching
our every move.

(Joey)
I don't believe this.

I send you two out there to close it
down, you come back here all b*at up...

and then I see the place crawling with
young girls in bikinis and happy tourists!

And then that Smith character is taking
in the sun and he's leering at us!

I mean,
I just don't know what--

Joey, take it easy.
I will not take it easy!

These guys were
professionals, you know?

We're not talking about
a couple of beach boys...

that the girls picked up
at some lousy bar.

Rocky, do me a favor.
Shut up, will you?

What do I look like, dog food or something?
I don't need excuses.

I need the deed to that hotel
in less than four days...

or we're going to be
slapped in cellophane...

and shipped
to a discount butcher shop.

Do you understand what I'm talking about?
I want that hotel!

[people chattering]

[birds chirping]

No.

Listen. Darlene...

we want to go easy
on the mustard, you see?

We're trying to make a profit here.
Let me show you.

Now, you see,
what we want to do...

is just put one spot
of mustard, right?

And, just
two pickles, okay?

Amazing.
Such dedication.

Total.

Keep her busy, Face.
I'm going to take a walk.

Right.

See, not a great hot dog,
but a good one.

Excuse me.
Yes?

It's just like me,
this darn room key.

I just can't seem
to make it work.

Maybe you could...

Sure.

I'm great with locks.

Thank you.

I was looking around for a bellboy but
I just couldn't seem to find one.

Yeah.

Well, I'm Hannibal Smith.

Hi. I'm Denise.

I've changed my mind
about the lock.

So did I.

(Murdock) Boy, Hannibal
is right on the money.

Give me that.

♪ She's got her daddy's car and she's
cruising to the hamburger stand ♪

(Face)
Oh» my!

♪ That she told
her old man now N

[whistling]

We meet again.

I hate
corny clichés.

Now, why don't you just get in the
limousine and don't try anything funny?

You disappointed me,
Mr. Smith.

You made things
so easy for us.

Of course, I did.

Now, shall we all jump in the
car and go see Mr. Epic?

Okay, you sign right there
on the dotted line. Here.

Right here, huh?
Yeah.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

What are you doing?
What, are you crazy? Crazy?

I didn't like the terms.

Man, are you stupid.

Yeah, but you gotta admit.
I run a heck of a hotel.

Eddie.

[groaning]

Now, you're gonna have to understand
one thing, and that is...

that I'm gonna have
that hotel.

Now, you can either be real
smart and take my terms...

or be stupid and end up playing
volleyball with the sand crabs.

Now, what are you gonna do?

[panting]

Joey, you and I both know...

why I gotta have that hotel.

What are you
talking about?

[exhaling]

Come on.

You don't think I'd take over
a dying hotel...

if I didn't know why you had
to have it so badly, too,huh?

You don't know nothing.

You wanna bet?

Oh, I'm sorry, but you just
signed your death warrant. Yeah.

Take him out about three miles
and feed him to the fish.

Get him out of here.

Yeah, let me have
Councilman Prescott. Yeah.

[sighing]

Tell Epic he's got
lousy cigars.

[g*ns f*ring]

(Joey) Okay, okay, so we
had a little trouble.

(Carlin) [guess I didn't teach
you very much, did I, Joey?

My sister used to leave you
with me when she went away.

I used to rock you on my lap
when you were a baby.

I watched my sister change
your diapers.

Now, I guess I gotta
change them, huh,Joey?

I don't like it.

Listen, Mr. Carlin, I called a
meeting with Michael Prescott.

I'm checking out Smith's story.
I'm gonna find out...

if Prescott's been talking.
I'm on top of everything.

So, I hear your gonna come out
and see your new hotel.

Oh, wait until you see it.

Okay, Joey-

You're a big boy now. I hope
you take care of everything.

Take care
of those gumballs...

or I'm gonna take the hotel away from you.
You understand, Joey?

Yes, sir. I understand.

[birds chirping]

[groans]
Easy. easy.

Hey, don't look at me. You're the
one who went and got b*at up.

Oh,
I didn't get b*at up.

I was just needling Joey to get him to
make his move, and I got hit. Okay?

And I'm just wrapping it up,
okay?

Thanks.
And that's not all.

Hannibal's got a plan.
He's always got a plan.

Right now, the tiny nucleus of
an idea has been postulated...

and it is growing,
forming into thought...

and soon will mold itself
into a plan. Right, Hannibal?

Well, Joey's got a good reason
for wanting this place.

If he bought my story,
he'll make his move.

And when he does,
we'll be there waiting on him.

(Hannibal) Exactly. Okay.
Two junkets at 11:30.

Right,
the Sunshine Suites are extra.

Oh, drinks are free.
Thanks. Bye.

Sunshine Suites?
We don't have any suites here.

Well, you knock out a couple of
walls, slap on a little wallpaper.

It's a suite.

Trust me.
How you doing, Colonel?

We gotta get our hands
on Joey's girl.

She knows
what we need to know.

I hear you can find her every
morning, taking her beauty swim...

at her private beach.

Usually without
her clothes on.

Really?

(Hannibal)
Perfect.

Face, you go out
and say hello.

You mean that sweet, beautiful creature
who pulled the .357 Magnum on you?

He's right. She usually has
body guards all around her.

(Face)
Well, listen to her.

How come she's more concerned
about me than you are?

I didn't exactly say
that I was concerned.

Face, I know you know
how to swim.

You do?

Help!

Help!

(Face)
I'm drowning!

My gosh,
he's drowning!

Get something!

Help!

Help!

[panting]

(Denise)
Keep your head up.

I can't swim.
Okay, turn around.

Turn around. Calm down.

Save me.

Oh,
thank goodness.

[Face grunting]

Hey, stop moving so much.
You'll drown.

Oh, thank God.

Thank God.

It's way out there.
I can't...

I was really going...
I was going fast.

[panting]

[Coughs]

My whole life
was passing before my eyes.

[Coughs]

I saw my little red wagon,
my GI Joe doll...

Take it easy.
Someone get a first aid kit.

I think he's having trouble
breathing.

He probably needs
mouth-to-mouth.

Oh, yes.
I know CPR. I can do it.

[gasping]

I can breathe.
I can breathe.

Thank God.

It's cold.
I'm freezing.

Tony, would you see if you
could find him a blanket?

I'll try
and keep him warm.

Is that better?

Much.

I have to
tell you a secret.

I wasn't really drowning
out there.

I just wanted
to meet you.

Is this a gag?
No, I'm serious.

I mean, you're a very difficult
girl to get to meet.

I mean, with all these
bodyguards and everything.

No. [laughing] I
don't believe this.

Well, look. How many times
have you had a napkin...

with a phone number
passed to you in a restaurant?

Or some guy making
eye contact with you?

You know,
trying to make a date?

I mean, give me a break, don't I get any
points for almost dying to meet you?

I've gotta admit, it's an
original way to ask for a date.

But, I already have
a boyfriend.

Yeah, well I didn't say
it was gonna be easy.

Well, maybe we could go
for a drink. Maybe.

You see, my boyfriend's got this
important business dinner today...

at the Farsider Inn.

I could meet you across town at
say, 6:00, at the Beachcomber?

Yeah, that sounds great.

You okay?
Oh, yeah.

My legs are just a little weak
from two hours of dog paddling.

Oh, thanks. Thank you, sir.
Thank you very much.

Matches my suit.
Right.

[birds chirping]

It took you long enough.

I was only gonna give you
five more minutes.

With a body like she had?
Not a chance.

[engine starting]

You think I'm crazy,
Joey?

After what you've done
for me all these years?

You think I'd talk?

Michael, all I'm saying is that
if you did, you'd be a dead man.

He said he knew.

Michael, Mr. Carlin put over 50 million
into the high-rise hotel we just built.

50 million. That's a lot of money.
I hope you're not lying to me.

I swear, Joey. I swear it.

All right, come on, forget it.
Let's have a toast.

To the new Las Vegas.
On the beach.

[laughs]

On the beach.

Give us the check, will you?
(waiter) Si, Senor.

[clearing throat]

[birds chirping]

I love it.
He even talked to me.

And we got it all on tape.

Now, I want you to find
Councilman Prescott's yacht...

and pick him up
before he has his espresso.

I'll meet you
as soon as I change.

Just one more, Hannibal.
Thanks.

This is crazy.

Who are you?

We know all about your
little scam with Joey Epic.

About how you're gonna sign a statute
saying there'll be gambling in this city.

And you know, that's given
Joey the incentive...

to buy up all the hotels
on the beach...

and make a k*lling
in real estate.

You can't admit
that tape in court.

Yes, you're correct
about that. But, you see...

we have this friend who works
for a newspaper in LA...

and she'd just love
to print these...

"allegations", shall we say?

What do you want?
What are you doing this for?

We had a couple of friends
who didn't want to sell...

and Joey got real tough
with them.

Get me off this track.

[train horn blowing]

Get me off here! Get me off!
Well, look at that.

Right on time. (Hannibal Yeah.

Get me off here! Get me off!

Get me off here!

Well, we could, if you sign
this paper which says...

you'd never allow re-zoning
or gambling in the city.

He's a notary public.

[train horn blowing]

I can't.

I made a deal with Epic.
He's a k*ller.

So is that 3000-ton train
I hear coming.

[train horn blowing]

Please!
Do you need a pen?

[panting]

This is m*rder!
You can't be serious!

Very.

Okay, I'll sign it.
I'll sign anything.

That's better.

[train engine chugging]

Thank you.

Now get me up.

Looks pretty good,
huh, Hannibal?

Yeah. Shaky, but nice.

Get me up!

Oh, I don't know.
He's such a whiner.

Yeah.

You're not gonna leave me
tied up?

I signed it!

Get me off these tracks!

[train horn blowing]

[Scream
No! mg]

[Murdock whistling]

Let me tell you
how I got the idea.

See, I always wanted to
do this for somebody else...

ever since I rode Mr. Toad's
Wild Ride at Disneyland.

You know, you're looking down
that long, dark tunnel...

and you see that light
coming right at you. Wow!

And it didn't even cost you
an "E" ticket.

[Murdock exclaiming]

Nice hanging out with you.
I'll send you some pictures.

If I were you, I'd take
a long trip to Aruba...

because after this, there's no
way that Joey won't think...

that we've been talking
to you all the time.

I don't know about that.

Well, well.

We seem to be spending
a lot of time together lately.

How'd you like to take
a nice ride to the beach, huh?

I thought it over.
I decided not to meet you.

How do you like it, Smith?

A good friend of mine is
coming to take a look at it.

I did a nice job,
didn't I?

Oh,
it's kind of plain.

Probably would look a lot nicer if
you got that gambling ordinance...

to go through.

It'll go through.

I want that paper
the councilman signed...

and the tape
of the conversation.

Michael told me
you made a stop somewhere.

Now,
where did you hide it?

I forget.

[gasping]

Kiss me.
What do you think...

I like treasure hunts or something?
You better produce it...

or the four of you are gonna
end up part of the wallpaper.

Well, you see,
we stopped the van...

one of us got out,
hid the evidence...

got back in,
but didn't tell the others.

It'd take days.

Silvio, go to the Beach Cove, pick up
the girls, and bring them back here.

I wanna see how fancy this guy talks
when we mess up those girls' faces.

You're a real sweetheart.
Get him in there.

Hey, Hannibal, this concrete
door's pretty thick, man.

Boy, I sure wish we had Superman.
Even Jimmy Olsen.

Yeah, well we don't. And we're
not going through that door.

Hey, guys.
Look.

[laughing]

Mr. Carlin, I'm telling you,
it's done.

I got the girls
and those guys?

They're dead and buried.

Yeah, the w*r is over.
We won.

Right.

Okay, okay, great.
I'll...

I'll see you in five minutes.

And I'll take you on a personal
tour of your new hotel.

Right.

Let's go.

[camera clicks]

Little Joey should be back
any minute.

Ready?

Feeder's all tried out
and ready for action, Colonel.

This is almost unfair,
isn't it, Hannibal?

[laughing]
Yeah.

Bring them.

Hey, Smith. We got the girls.

So do you have an answer
for us, or what?

Sure, shorty.
We got just what you need.

You handsome devil.

Well, looks comfy,
doesn't he, Face?

Looks like
we got company.

See you later.

What the...

Well, well.

Welcome to Miami.

♪ Moon over Miami ♪

♪ Shine on my love tonight N

I couldn't remember who wanted
mustard and who didn't...

on the hamburgers
so I brought pigs' feet.

Pigs' feet?
Oh, great!

Thanks.

I don't know how we can ever pay you
back for all you've done for us.

I got a tan.
What more could I want?

And, I think I owe you
an apology, Mr. Peck.

What happened to "Face"?

Well, I respect you now.

Well, if I'm ever in the area,
I'll stop by.

And maybe I'll take a suite.

[laughing]
Good idea.

What is this, Hannibal?

It's today's paper.

Right. Today's paper.

Which means,
today is the 9th.

Which means,
I got here in a day.

Well, what's a day
or two among friends?

A plane ride to me.

Don't look at me.

I'm a soldier.
I was just following orders.

You tricked me, sucker!

I did not. Not really.

Now, B.A.

Now, B.A., listen to your commanding
officer. This is sunny Florida.

It's the fun city.
You know, fun, fun, fun...

till our daddy takes
our T-bird away. B.A., no...

[grunting]