03x04 - Fire

[bunniefuu]

(Briggs) Hey, Smith, you played
out your last tricks on Decker.

[tires screeching]

[sirens wailing]

Get out of the way
or we're going through you.

Fighting fires
can be very dangerous.

I need your help.

♪ I'm Fireman Fred ♪♪

Help.

[exclaiming]

Don't be afraid,
little brother.

Only you
can prevent forest fires.

In order to catch the A-Team, you
gotta put yourself in their skin.

You look great in rubber.

Let's see if we can
put some heat in this fire.

I'll check your pressure.

Give me this thing.

[grunting]

[horn honking]

Fire in the hole,
me mateys.

(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]

[alarm bells ringing]

[buzzing]

[engine starting]

[siren wailing]

[horn blowing]

[siren wailing]

Here they come,
right on schedule.

And look at that,
a police escort.

Today is the end.

I want that contract.

There's a fire up the road. Get
these vehicles out of the way.

Fire?
Where, where's the fire?

I didn't see a fire. Did you
guys see a fire anywhere here?

(Palin) No, it must be that
old abandoned warehouse...

down by the junction.

Yeah, it's a real tinderbox,
I hear.

Gee, that's a terrible shame.

You know, that's probably gonna be b*rned
to the ground before you even get there.

Okay. So it's an
abandoned warehouse.

What about tomorrow when it's a house
full of kids? You gonna stop us then?

That, my friend,
is up to the pretty lady.

Look, Kelsey, you either get out of
the way or we're going through you.

Hey, I want to give you
a little advice, baby.

Fighting fires can be
very, very dangerous.

You might even end up
in a hospital.

Whoever heard of a lady
fire chief, anyhow?

[Palin laughing]

We're going through them.

Your operation is history.

Mr. Smith?

(Hannibal) I see you
followed the instructions...

Mr. Lee gave you,
Miss Sanders.

Hannibal Smith,
at your service.

I don't believe this. I'm standing
here talking to a six foot candle.

[footsteps approaching]

Miss, if you're thinking about hiring the
A-Team, I'm afraid you're out of luck.

I'm Colonel Briggs, United States Army,
and the men you're looking for...

are federal fugitives
wanted by the m*llitary.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

[clanking]

(Briggs)
I know you're in here, Smith.

Hey, Smith...

you played out your last
tricks on Lynch and Decker.

[thudding]

I don't believe
this is happening.

He's not here, sir.

I thought you said somebody saw
Smith come in here, Captain.

Move it out.

Colonel Briggs?

A new face on the block
is always a welcome change.

You just found The A-Team,
Miss Sanders.

If you'll follow me, I have some
friends waiting in the back.

Come on.

Well, we were right.

Decker's been replaced.

Somebody else has got
a sh*t at our golden gooses.

Or golden turkeys.
That's nice.

No, you don't.

I've got this gig until noon, and
I've got three more heads to finish.

Including yours.

You know, old chap, we're getting
a bit cramped here. Rather.

A lack of head room,
you know?

What, what, what?

What's the matter, Murdock,
you don't like the company?

I hate to interrupt an artist, but the
M.P.'s just came out of the next room...

led by Decker's replacement,
a Colonel Briggs.

Great!

Just when I start
enjoying my work...

they show up
and ruin everything.

Captain, check the alley.
Thank you, Colonel.

Would someone mind telling me
what's going on here?

First, it's the guy
in the Chinese laundry...

then it's the fisherman on the pier,
and now it's the headless horseman.

I don't think this is exactly
what I had in mind.

Well, welcome to the
10:00 matinee.

There are a lot of people out there
looking for us, Miss Sanders.

Some of them need our help...

but some of them
are the m*llitary...

who want to throw us in the
slammer and throw away the key.

Now,
we can't be too careful.

If you want to talk, fine.

If you don't, I'm sure you
can find your way out.

I need your help.

Now, according to Mr. Lee,
you're about to lose...

a fire contract with a town
called Haleyville...

because of a guy
named Kelsey.

Yeah, Roy Kelsey.

He manages
Tri-State Fire Prevention.

They contract out their services to a
number of smaller towns and cities...

who can't afford to maintain
their own fire departments.

Have fire engine,
will travel.

Kelsey came to see me
about a month ago.

He offered to buy out
my contract.

He even offered to pay me more
than the contract was worth.

And when you didn't accept his
offer, you hit a streak of luck.

All of it bad.

Right.

Already half of my men
have been scared off.

And Tri-State has managed to delay our
response time on our last three times out.

Why does this guy Kelsey want
this fire contract so badly?

I don't know.
Then“

You're wondering why I didn't take the
money and walk away with the profit.

Exactly.

It cost me a lot to build up a
hard-working, professional fire company.

My men and I are willing to lay
it on the line every time out.

Now, Tri-State may be bigger and
they may have newer equipment...

but I doubt that they're very big
in the dedication department.

How did you get into this line
of work, Miss Sanders?

You mean, what's a nice girl like
me doing running a fire department?

You heard that one before?
Yeah.

And usually from men.

You don't think a woman
can do the job, do you, Smith?

I didn't say that.

Colonel, we got bogies
coming in low and sideways.

Tell B.A. to get
that van ready. Come on.

Come on, Van Gogh.

Halt or I'll open fire!

Go!

[tires squealing]

Man, this guy's
worse than Decker.

(Hannibal) It's gonna be interesting.
Go, B.A.

Hey, wait a minute.
What about taking the job?

[tires screeching]

(Casey) Annie, you said these guys
are being chased by the m*llitary.

I mean, now that the m*llitary knows your name
there's no way the A-Team's gonna show up.

I suppose you're right.

(Jennings) We can't stand up
to this slime Kelsey anymore.

We said we'd hang in here until
you contacted the A-Team.

Without their help it's over.

We lost.

Look, I can understand you guys
wanting to back out, but...

what happens the next time
that alarm...

comes in and there's
nobody left to man that truck?

[sighing]

We're talking about
people's lives here.

If we roll on another call who's
gonna take care of our families...

after Kelsey
takes care of us?

No.

Sorry, Annie.

They're right, Annie.

But I won't leave you here alone.
Not with Kelsey out there.

Thanks.

It's never a good idea
to give in to threats.

I didn't think you were
going to show up.

Well, we never turn down
an invitation to a party.

Guys like Kelsey are only around
because they carry a big stick.

We know how to handle that.
Yeah.

But you're only four guys.

That's right.

B.A., do you think you could
teach me how to do that?

(B.A.)
Man, get off me, man.

I don't believe it.

I thought you said the army
was after these guys.

I mean, we don't have any money to
pay them. What are they doing here?

Well,
let's not question it.

They're here.
That's all that matters.

Boy, I don't know,
Hannibal.

A fire truck, a ladder,
hoses, a pump.

What do we know
about putting out fires?

What do we know
about fire fighting?

What do we know? We know
everything, and we know nothing.

But it does not matter,
for behold.

I have a secret w*apon
that puts out fire...

and it is better than
anybody else's secret w*apon.

Secret w*apon?

Fool ain't got no secret
w*apon, he just crazy.

B.A.

You know that I do not lie.

And if I say I have
a secret w*apon...

I have a secret w*apon.

[birds chirping]

Well...

let's see if we can put some
heat on this fireman Kelsey.

He's on the jazz, man.

Hannibal's on the jazz.

[sighing]

[alarm buzzing]

Go ahead.

(Bellows) Annie, this
is Sheriff Bellows.

You got a two-alarmer.
472 Millbrook.

Well, Sheriff, I'm not sure
if we can--

We'll be right there.

Come on.

Come on, Face.
You look great in rubber.

Oh, my tailor will love this.

[alarm bells ringing]

Move over. I'm driving.

Did you hear that?
A two-alarmer.

I said a two-alarmer.

[sirens wailing]

That was Sheriff Bellows.

The two-alarmer
on South Millbrook.

He says
they're rolling on it.

Now, I thought
we shut them down.

Okay, now, if they're rolling that means
it's just Sanders, one or two others.

That's all.
I'll take care of it.

Do that.

[sirens wailing]

Looks like
a welcoming committee.

[tires squealing]

[cocking g*n]

That's a nice way to put
out a fire, Colonel.

Yeah, isn't it?

[g*n f*ring]

[crashing]

[tires screeching]

You tell your boss, Kelsey, if he's
smart he'll take an early retirement.

Let's go, Murdock.

[coughing]

Help!

[exclaiming]

[coughing]

Help him, please. Help him.
Get back.

Where's B.A.?

He's up there
with the child.

Don't be afraid, little brother,
I'm gonna bring you down.

We need some power on this.
Got it.

[creaking]

[expl*si*n]

[coughing]

Thank you!

You all right?
Yeah.

If those fools had stopped
us, the kid would be dead.

(Farnell) You said you'd
have the contracts by now.

You make promises to a client
like Vince Rogan, you deliver.

Hey, I get paid, I do the job,
all right?

Well, then do it.

We're not talking about taking out the L.A.
Fire Department.

This is a hick one-engine
company run by a woman.

I love it, man.

You sit behind that fat desk
sweating and belly-aching.

I'm the one down here getting sh*t
at by these lunatics she hired.

Well, shall I pass
that message on to Mr. Rogan?

Shall I tell him you can't
handle this little problem?

Hey, watch it, Farnell.
Don't thr*aten me, man.

I'm not afraid of you.

Well, you have
no reason to be afraid of me.

We both have very good reason to be afraid
of Mr. Rogan if we don't take care of this.

[knock on door]

What is it?

Couple of guys out here say they're from
the Fire Commissioner's Department.

(Kelsey) All right, I
gotta call you back.

Just get the blueprints, man.
Just get the blueprints.

Mr. Kelsey?

State Fire Inspector
McKellan.

We're here to inspect the
premises for fire violations.

Fire violations?

This is a fire department.
I know.

No one likes to talk about it.
It's so embarrassing.

But just last week
we lost Fire Station 833.

Total loss.
b*rned to the ground.

Faulty wiring in the fire
chief's drip coffee machine.

Insulation here
is wearing a little thin, too.

Who's the goofball
in the raincoat?

That's Fireman Fred.

We sent out circulars to all
the fires stations listing...

Fireman Fred's
12 safety rules.

You do have them posted?

That face should be hanging
throughout this station.

What, have I got
water on the brain?

You expect me to buy this?

I need to see your state contractor's
license and date of birth, please.

For what?

Refusal to cooperate with an officially
sanctioned inspection of said premises.

A 10-93.

Wait, wait a minute, man.

I didn't say
I wasn't gonna cooperate.

Excuse me.

Hey, what are you doing?

Listen, it's just that things
are up to code around here.

We...
What's going on here?

Filth.
Pure filth.

We were inspected a couple of months
ago by some guy named Greenwald.

(Face) Greenwald. Right.
Poor fellow.

He came home from work and found
his wife had gone off to Mexico.

With the gardener.

When they found him, he'd
eaten his inspection reports.

He's never been
quite the same.

I don't suppose, my good man, that you
ever heard of instantaneous combustion.

That's not to be confused with internal
combustion, but he's broken my rule number nine.

Number nine?

Never leave newspapers
lying about.

Oh, we were meaning to
throw those out, actually.

Meaning to? Meaning to?

Do you know that there are
a thousand tragic cases...

of meaning to
in the naked city?

Why don't you just step outside...
(Murdock) Newspapers!

Until we've conducted
our little inspection?

Newspapers.
I hate newspapers.

I'll see what I can do to get him to
keep it off the inspection report.

And I'll check your pressure.

Fine.

Murdock.

Stock market's up.

Yeah.
Well, tell your broker.

These guys are weird.

All right, why don't you go in there and
see if these clowns have finished up yet.

(Palin)
Are you...

Your pressure's a little low.

And remember, only you
can prevent forest fires.

♪ I'm Fireman Fred,
and if you watch ♪

♪ I'm dressed in red,
I'm Fireman Fred ♪♪

B.A., I think Face and Murdock have
been asleep a couple of hours.

Why don't you hit it?
We're all on 24-hour watch.

Gotta finish my work,
man.

[grunting]

[metallic clanking]

This guy Briggs bothers me.

Yeah?

Go ahead, B.A.

[sighing]

B.A.?

Is he married?

Who knows?

What's the matter, Colonel,
don't you sleep?

I'll get to it.

I didn't get a chance
to tell you...

but you really know
how to work a fire hose.

For a woman?

Now, you wave that flag any harder,
you're gonna break the pole.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

I guess I just have a tendency
to overreact sometimes.

I think I'm just tired of being
perceived as a woman doing a man's job.

Well, I'll tell you something.
You're starting to impress me.

Just starting to?

Work on me.

You pushed Kelsey pretty hard back there.
He's gonna push back.

We'll be ready.

I can't afford to have you guys
get me through every roadblock...

that Kelsey puts up.

What's gonna happen
in a week or a month...

when you're no longer
on the payroll?

Don't worry.

By that time, Kelsey will just
be a bad memory.

The thing about Kelsey is...

to figure out why does he want
this fire contract.

I know you're not making
that much money out of it.

Could I ask you something,
Smith?

Sure.

Why do you do
what you do?

Call it survival.

Wanna bet if you weren't wanted
you'd still be doing it?

Bet?

What do you wanna put up?

What you got in mind?

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, B.A.

I'm sorry, man,
but that cot is taken.

I don't see nobody
sleeping there, fool.

No, no, no, no, B.A.,
you don't want that cot.

You want one of those nice,
soft, comfy cots...

down the other end
of the room, all right?

I don't want one of them.
I want this cot, fool.

[speaking Italian]

Get that thing out of my cot.

Hey, hey, could you fellows
put a hold on it?

I'm trying to listen
to Rubenstein's performance...

of Brahms'
Second Piano Concerto.

I prefer Ashkenazy.
Now, see what you did.

Look, you woke up my secret
w*apon, Little Squirt.

This ain't nothing but a
seltzer bottle, fool.

Give me,
give me this thing.

[grunting]

[groaning]

Well, if you really
want that cot...

I guess it's okay.

[growling]

[screaming]

[alarm bells ringing]

Someone just reported a fire in a
field on the outskirts of town.

It's three miles north of the
railroad crossing. Let's roll.

You can't go.

Casey, I want you
to stay here with her.

What do you mean, I can't go?

This is my job. It's my fire company.
It's my job to fight fires.

Yeah, but we're not fighting a
fire, we're fighting a w*r.

[squeaking]

B.A., catch.

♪ I'm Fireman Fred, and if
they ask, I'm dressed in red ♪

♪ I'm Fireman Fred ♪♪

Thanks.

Okay, let's go.
Murdock, you get the door.

[siren wailing]

[horn blowing]

[siren wailing]

I don't want any screw-ups this time.
Now, let's go. Let's get 'em.

All right.

Cute little dustbuster
you got here, pal.

What're you planning, to
knock off apples from trees?

[birds chirping]

No, not really.
I use it to spray lice.

(Kelsey) You given any fire
inspections lately, inspector?

Small world, isn't it?

But Face, don't you think
this needs a trim?

You're a bunch of
real wise guys, aren't you?

You know, I keep wondering...

why you want this
small fire contract so badly.

There's no money in it.

Now, if you'd like
a nice little business...

there's a T-Eleven store
down the street for sale.

Bury these guys, will you?
Just bury them.

Face, I think,
Kelsey's choir is all here.

Remote controlled detonator.

Guess what? Your station
just caught on fire.

I suggest you boys better hurry
back before it burns to the ground.

They're bluffing.
Got a match?

Henry?

Henry, this is Kelsey.
Are you there?

Henry, pick up the mike and talk to me.
This is Kelsey.

(Henry) I can't, boss.
We got a fire here.

The station's on fire.

Let's get out of here.
Let's go, move it.

Go.

[siren wailing]

[laughing]

[horn blowing]

What a shame.

I guess they're right.

Most fires happen in the home.

Ha-ha.

[chuckling]

(Farnell) Okay, Kelsey. I
got those blueprints.

No more excuses.

I told Mr. Rogan all ls going
according to plan.

[clicking]

B.A., you better take care
of that box.

See, Face planted a bug in Kelsey's
office, and we taped this conversation...

you just listened to, before
the building b*rned down.

I don't understand.

But it's starting
to get a little scary.

What does one of the biggest
mobsters in the country...

like Vince Rogan, have to do with
Kelsey taking over my contract?

I mean, the guy's sitting in a jail
cell 200 miles away from here.

Yeah, but didn't I read in the
papers he goes to trial today?

Vince Rogan.

Guy makes a shark look like a box of
brownies at a Girl Scout jamboree.

So we get this fleabag named Kelsey
who's trying to take over...

a small-town
fire department contract...

who takes orders from a lawyer named
Farnell, who according to this tape...

works for Rogan.

Makes a lot of sense, huh?

[footsteps approaching]

We heard about the fire
out at Kelsey's.

How? It didn't even
go out on the wire yet.

He called us.

I thought they'd
like to know.

Sure wish we'd been
out there to see it.

If you'll have us back, Annie,
we're ready to go.

I owe you one.

Make it two.

We gotta go.

(Annie)
Where you going?

To see Rogan's lawyer
about some blueprints.

Murdock will stay here
and watch out for things.

(Annie)
Smith...

you're starting
to impress me.

Just starting to?

Work on me.
Bet on it.

I'm going to be
with Mr. Rogan, Alma.

I should be back
in a couple of hours.

Yes, Mr. Farnell.

[tires screeching]

Got an order here
to deliver...

a Master Deluxe...

B-697.

I beg your pardon?

It's a safe, lady.

Mr. Farnell
wanted a new model.

Now, we told him
we could put it in Monday.

But, no, he wants to have it
before the weekend.

He never mentioned anything to me.
There must be some mistake.

Yeah, well I got
a work order here, lady...

and I got
five other jobs...

backlogged behind me.
So you just sign the order...

and we'll put the safe in.

Well, I'm not sure
Mr. Farnell wants this.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Let's bring it in, B.A.

(B.A.)
How do I look?

Look good. Come on, yeah.

Cut left.
Right.

Yeah.

Come on. Keep coming.
Now cut right.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

I'm gonna drop it.
Yeah, set it down.

Just a minute.
You can't do that.

Mr. Farnell will be back here
in two hours.

I'm sure if you come back then
he'll be very happy to help you.

Okay, set it down, B.A.

[both grunting]

Okay.

Okay, have it your way.

But you explain to Mr. Farnell
why he's got his old...

B-289...

and not his new B-697.

And when your boss calls my boss to
scream at him, you tell him why...

he hasn't got his safe.

[panting]

Now, one, two, three.

Wait a minute.

I suppose it's all right. Only Mr.
Farnell locked his door...

and I don't have a key.

Uh-huh.

Okay, you got it, B.A.?
(B.A.) Yeah.

Okay.

[grunting]

[crashing]

[chuckling]

It ain't locked no more.

[grunting]

[panting]

Where's the safe?
It's behind there.

Have it in in a minute.

It ain't gonna fit.

It figures.

He ordered the wrong size.

We'll have to go back to the
warehouse and get the right size.

Won't be long.

Just make sure
you clean up afterwards.

Mr. Farnell
hates a dirty office.

Face said he'd need
about an hour.

Let's get back
to the station and...

see if anything's
happened with Kelsey.

[police siren wailing
in the distance]

Annie.

Annie?

(Briggs)
She's right here, Smith.

(Ross) Bring in the car
and block the van.

I don't believe it, sir,
but as usual, you're right.

In order to catch The A-Team, Captain,
you gotta put yourself in their skin.

Lost you back there, Smith.

I thought it was gonna take me
a long time to find you.

I.D.'d the girl.

I knew that you'd know that.

You do insane things, Smith.

That's why I figured you'd come
back here and try to help her.

What is with you?

How can you give up 20 years of
your life in a m*llitary prison...

to come back here?

That would require an understanding
of the human condition.

I'm surprised the thought
crossed your mind, Briggs.

Let me tell you something,
Smith.

All that garbage about Lynch and
Decker admiring you and the others...

when they were chasing you,
that's stupid.

Yeah, what happened to Decker?

They ship him to Alaska
'cause he didn't catch us?

Get them out of here.

Hannibal, I'm sorry.

They got here
before I could do anything.

That's okay.

I was looking forward to the opportunity
of introducing myself to the Colonel.

Look, The A-Team came here to help me.
Doesn't that count for anything?

Lady, you're harboring criminals
wanted by the United States Army.

You're lucky I'm letting you stay
here and play fireman. Now...

you gonna tell me
where Peck is?

Last time we saw him was in Philadelphia.
Or Pittsburgh?

Pittsburgh.

(Briggs)
You know, Smith...

ordinarily I'm not
a sentimental man...

but the day they slam the big iron door
behind you, I'm gonna circle that one...

in my calendar.

(Hannibal)
I like the way you put that.

Move 'em out. I want them
watched every minute.

Colonel, never underestimate
your opponent.

You may wind up
with egg on your face.

Well, it isn't egg,
but it'll do.

Let's go.

[g*ns f*ring]

♪♪[humming]

Your plan, Hannibal,
and Briggs almost caught us.

B.A., that's a slight wave
in a sea of tranquility.

We pick up Face
and what can go wrong?

[clearing throat]

Like you say,
it's a small world.

A small world.

Right.

All right.

They've moved everything up.

They're transporting my client
to the courthouse at 2:45.

And one of my men is wiring
in the charge right now.

He's gonna set it off by remote control
10 seconds after they bring Rogan in.

Well, that's all
well and good...

but the Sanders woman
and her people...

are gonna answer the call
when the alarm sounds.

Well, then we'll just have to make sure
that we get there before her. Won't we?

Excuse me, fellows. I hate to bring it up,
but could you move me away from this window?

It's a little drafty.

Boy,
and I just had it pressed.

Take care of this guy.

He's got a real sense of humor.
Let's go, Farnell.

As soon as we call you from the courthouse,
you can take care of this guy.

So where are your friends now?

[sirens wailing]

Okay, Mr. Rogan, just do
everything we said...

and you'll be on a ship headed
out of this country in an hour.

Just do everything
you said, huh?

You said you were
gonna get that contract.

You said I had
nothing to worry about.

We had to improvise.

But everything
is under control.

Improvise?

I'm facing a 30-year tag
and you're improvising?

What about these guys
with the machine g*ns?

Suppose they show up?

You got a contingency
for that, lawyer man?

They're not gonna show up, Mr. Rogan.
We have one of them on ice.

We're looking
for the others already.

[glass shattering]

[grunting]

[grunting]

Well, I, hate to be a clock-watcher,
Hannibal, but aren't you guys a little late?

A little late, like,
I could have been k*lled?

Well, we had a little delay.
Briggs.

Briggs?
Yeah.

Let's roll. We'll call Annie
when we get out of town.

(Face)
Afraid not.

Kelsey's been hired to break
Rogan out of the courthouse.

They're gonna set fire to the
electrical wiring system.

And when Kelsey answers the call,
Rogan walks out dressed as a fireman.

So that's why Kelsey wanted
this fire contract all along.

Right. And when Annie hears the
alarm, she's gonna respond.

Well, she's gonna run into a meat grinder
if we don't get there on time. Let's go.

What do you want? The time of day?
Get that thing out of my face.

(female reporter) Mr. Rogan, any
comments-- Right this way, Mr. Rogan.

[reporters chattering]

(reporter #1) Have you ever
been convicted of a felony?

[exploding]

I want men posted here just in case The
A-Team is stupid enough to return.

They won't come back, sir. They're
probably across the state line by now.

[alarm beeping]

(man) There's a fire in the
Haleyville courthouse.

What do we do, Colonel?
I don't want people k*lled.

Can you
and your people respond?

Well, The A-Team
took our only fire truck.

No, they wouldn't.

[sirens wailing]

(Farnell) You don't have much time.
Hurry.

Come on,
get the coat on him.

Come on, Taylor, get him out of here.
Come on, move.

Looks like Rogan
checked out of his hotel.

Fire in the hole,
me mateys.

Get 'em, Squirt, get 'em.

[grunting]

[groaning]

[siren wailing]

Briggs.

Go, B.A.

That's Roy Kelsey. That's the man who
tried to put me out of business.

And that's the guy who he was
working for, Vince Rogan.

[sighing]

Get 'em out of here
and call the Sheriff's Office.

(Ross)
Yes, sir.

See, Colonel? I told you they'd
come back a second time.

With Kelsey, Farnell and Rogan
in the slammer...

you don't have to worry about
your fire contract anymore.

Well, it wasn't my fire
contract I was worried about.

It was you.

I kind of got used
to having you around.

I got used to being around.

Well, what do you know, Smith.
We have something in common.

I'm sorry to interrupt, Colonel, but I just
picked up Briggs on the radio scanner...

and he's headed this way.

Get B.A. and Murdock.
Right.

Go on, you better--

Now, B.A., we're
friends, don't you know?

You, me, Captain Fred, Little
Squirt, we go back a long way.

Remember the time that I was
wounded and you took care of me?

I don't remember that.

But I do remember you squirting water
in my face, and you gotta pay.

Meet Big Squirt, fool.

[chuckling]

[snickering]