03x16 - Champ!

[bunniefuu]

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.

Our man trains here?
Willie Riggs' place?

And what's wrong with
Willie Riggs' place?

A lot of good fighters came
out of there, you know.

Yeah. Spider Kelsey,
Hurricane Johnny Corso...

"Glass Jaw" Hendrix.

B.A., I never heard of
those fighters.

Exactly. Man trains nothing
but losers.

I'm telling you, Hannibal,
you gotta see this guy.

He's got it all. He's got terrific
hand speed, great reflexes...

and a chin. A bulldozer
couldn't knock this guy out.

And just how much of this
future champion do we own?

60%.

The other 40% is owned by
a syndicate.

Trust me, Hannibal.

When you see Billy Marquette's
left jab, you're gonna thank me.

He's gonna make us a fortune!

Look, Face, we work hard
for our money, man.

We don't wanna be investing
our money in some boxer.

We should invest our money
in something safe...

like gold.

Which happens to be falling on the London market
at this very moment, thank you very much.

If this guy is as good
as Faceman says he is...

this could be mucho-gucho
ravioli, pal.

And I can see it now.

The big fella, he moves in
on Kid Marquette.

He's moving in and gets it
with a hard right!

A flurry of punches drives him
up against the ropes!

And an uppercut sends him
down on the canvas!

He's out!

It's nice to have one vote of
confidence around here.

Smell that, B.A.?

Can you smell it?
How it hangs thick in the air?

That is the scent
of past glory...

of victory,
and it's symbolized by guts...

determination and the will
to win!

Don't smell like nothing
but sweat to me!

No. You're not getting off
quick enough!

Use the jab, the jab, and then
right with the hook! Come on!

And don't let him counterpunch you!
Come on! Get in there!

We'd like to talk to
Billy Marquette.

Yeah, who wants to know?

Holy gee!

Hey, fella, you wanna train?

Hey, you take a punch and I get you a
quick eight-rounder tomorrow night.

What do you say?

Hey, sucker,
you hard of hearing?

The man asked you
where's Billy Marquette?

Try the locker room.

You don't listen too good,
do you, Billy?

So now we gotta do things
the hard way.

I never took a dive in my life.

You tell Monroe that.

You're a real saint, aren't you?

But like they say...

there's always
a first time for everything.

And you go down
in the Dixie Joe fight.

It'd be a real shame...

if all of a sudden that cute little
kid sister of yours, Tina...

happens to get into
an accident...

because her brother was
hard of hearing.

Know what I mean?

Billy!

Are you okay?

Oh, God!

Who are those guys?

What guys?

What are you talking about? Those
guys who just drove off in the car.

Tina, drop it.

I think the lady's
trying to help, pal.

The lady is my sister...

and it's none of your business.

It is our business.

Face, are you telling me that...

this is our fighter?

Yeah. Oh, I mean he was
outnumbered here.

This is the guy we got 60% of?

That's right.

Hi, how you doing?
I'm Templeton Peck.

Well, actually, my friends
call me Face, but...

You wanna tell us
why those guys down there...

were using you
like a punching bag?

Why don't you guys
just leave, huh?

Can't. 60%, remember?

Well, sell out because
it's a bad investment.

I don't know, Faceman, sounds like
we might have a real problem here.

I want you on the next flight
back home to Minnesota.

I've never seen him
act like this.

Did you recognize any of
the men that were in that car?

No. I really didn't get
a good look at them.

My brother's been uptight
lately, but...

I thought he was just nervous about
the upcoming Dixie Joe fight.

It's the biggest fight of
Billy's career, but now this...

Man can't fight
if he's in trouble.

He might get himself
knocked out.

I don't know who you are,
but my brother needs help.

You own a piece of his contract.
Maybe you can do something.

Well, she's got a point,
Hannibal.

I mean, the first rule
of good money management...

is always protect
your investment.

Yeah.

I was just waiting at a stop
sign and this guy rear-ended me.

I mean, I didn't even...

You don't think my insurance
policy's gonna go up, do you?

Oh, you got it?
Go ahead.

Right.

Oh, thank you very much. I
really appreciate this. Yeah.

Oh yeah. I'll contact my
insurance company right away.

You bet. Thanks.

Three cherries.

Well, the car is registered
to Ringside Enterprises...

owned and operated by
a Sonny Monroe.

Sonny Monroe?

He heads the syndicate that owns
the other 40% of Billy's contract.

Well, isn't that interesting?

You got any idea
where Monroe hangs out?

You can usually find him having lunch
over at Dino's Clam Bar on Lincoln.

Say everybody! Attention.
Clam man! Clam man!

Here, get your clams!
Hey! Somebody...

bring me some more of
those cherrystone clams.

- Hold the little necks! And bring me some ice.
- What, are you crazy?

Who are you?
What are you doing?

What am I doing? What does it
look like I'm doing?

I'm shucking clams, man!
You ain't never seen that?

You can't do that! What do
you mean, I can't do that?

Look at this, I need more ice!

I got to have something else besides
this stuff. What's going on here?

You know what I'm talking about, pal?
What are you doing there?

Get away from there!
Get going, put this back, man!

Give me this clams here.

What are you doing? Hey! Come back here
with those! What are you doing there?

I didn't order clams.
I ordered calamari.

Calamari, right.

I'm a little concerned.

Maybe our fighter, Billy Marquette,
didn't quite get the message.

He seems to be training
a little too hard.

Hey, we got it across to him.

I typed it on his ribs,
personally.

Maybe he should be
reminded again.

Doesn't he have a sister?

Yeah.

Maybe we should
break her arm, huh?

Just to make sure Billy boy
knows we're not blowing smoke.

Okay, the coke's
coming into Carrenza...

in the next few weeks.

The money we'll make from betting
on the fight will cover all of it.

I just don't want nothin'
to go wrong.

I wanna make sure the kid's gonna play
along just like he's supposed to.

Let's hit his training camp
this afternoon.

I mean, I do own 40% of him,
right?

dr*gs and money,
these guys are all the same.

Billy, you gotta let us
help you.

And we're not just talking about
your sister getting hurt...

we're talking about dr*gs
coming onto the streets...

and a lot of people
getting hurt.

It's not just a matter of
taking Monroe off the board.

If we're gonna stop
this drug deal...

first of all we have to
find out when...

and where it's going down.

Billy, listen to them.

There's too much at stake here for
you to try to take on Monroe alone.

Monroe's pressuring me to take
a dive in the Dixie Joe fight.

He knows I'll be going in
a heavy favorite.

So Monroe gets long odds, he lays
down a bundle on Dixie Joe...

you go down, he collects a fortune
and goes into the drug business.

Yeah.

A dive. I mean, corrupting the
noble and manly art of the jab.

That is the lowest thing
I've ever heard of.

You got a plan, Hannibal?

Of course I do.
And it's flawless.

- Flawless.
- Sure.

And Monroe's gotta
come down here...

to watch Billy do a couple of rounds
with a sparring partner, right?

- Right.
- Well...

then all we have to do...

is show him how hard a jaw...

B.A. has.

That's it, kid, that's it.

Keep the rhythm going.
Pace yourself.

You look great.
You're looking great, Billy.

Get your weight behind
each punch. Come on.

Pace yourself.

Looking good, kid.

You keep this up, you'll make
hamburger meat out of Dixie Joe.

Yeah. You're right about
one thing, Monroe.

My brother's gonna turn
Dixie Joe into hash.

Who's he sparring with?

Some new guy.

The guy's good.
Who is he?

I don't know.

What's wrong?

I don't know.
I felt something pop.

I think it's broken.

- Can you move your fingers?
- No.

Wait a minute, wait.

What's the matter?

I think he busted his hand.
Somebody call an ambulance!

Okay, get him inside.

If that bum soured
our deal here, k*ll him.

Everything will work itself out.

I don't know. I wish I could
be as sure as you are.

I wanna talk
to your brother here.

Why don't you go out and powder
your nose or something? Don't!

I'll wait outside.

Is this some kind of cute trick?

You think I wanted
to bust my hand?

How was I supposed to know
hitting that guy will be like...

slamming my hand
against a brick wall.

They say he k*lled a couple of
guys in the ring down in Florida.

By the way he hits...

I can believe it.

I got too much riding
on this fight.

I need you in that ring now!

Well, I'm afraid
that's out of the question.

Not with this hand.

Now, if you will.

As you can see, yes...

Mr. Marquette has suffered
a hairline fracture...

of the flexor pollicis
metacarpal bone there.

See, you can just make out the
fracture between the brevis diciti...

and the minimi radialis.

Now, I am sorry...

but, the human hand
simply is not designed...

to come into contact
with immovable objects.

Okay, so how long does it take
for something like this pollis--

Flexor pollicis metacarpal.

Yeah, to heal?

Well, I'd say
at least six weeks.

Six weeks? I need him
in the ring in a month!

Well, I suggest you find
yourself another pugilist.

Mr. Marquette here must forego
fisticuffs for at least six weeks...

and in my medical opinion...

I suggest, to be on the safe
side, that you make it eight.

Now, if you gentlemen will excuse
me, I have my rounds to make.

Get it?
"Rounds to make?"

Well...

That guy you sparred with,
what's his name?

Volcano Johnson.

Johnson, yeah.
Who manages him?

A guy named Jimmy Pearl. You don't
wanna mess with Jimmy Pearl.

He's into some
real heavy action.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, this ain't our car.

- You Pearl?
- Yeah.

Sonny Monroe.

I think you and I gotta talk.

Well, we got nothing
to talk about, chum.

I mean, look at that jacket.

I'd let you talk to my tailor...

but he likes a little class,
you know what I mean?

Let me tell you something, Jack.

Your boy here busted up
my boy's hand.

He ain't gonna make
the Dixie Joe fight.

I think maybe we can work
something out with Johnson here.

Make us all rich.

Since I am already rich...

maybe you could get your
chorus line out of our way...

before one of these ladies
knocks you down.

You try to be nice to people
and what do you get?

Teach this clown some manners.

Thanks, fellas.

Now...

if I was you, I'd get rid
of those three apes, you know.

They're strictly off the rack...

like their boss.

Here, have a cigar.

Please don't hurt me.

I didn't wanna do that. I hate v*olence.
Jimmy made me do that.

Lighten up.

I wanna sign Volcano Johnson.

I figure a guy like Pearl's
got to have a blindside...

and you're gonna tell me
what it is.

Am I right? Huh?

- Yeah, right.
- Good.

Now, tell me what it is.

Who?

It's a bookie named McGurdy.

He works out of the back of a grocery
store over on Fifth and Main.

He's holding a lot of paper
on Jimmy.

You see, Jimmy
only holds onto Volcano...

because it gets him chicks...

and it gets his picture
in the paper once in a while.

But Jimmy...

he's not a good manager.

If I help you...

and you do take over
Volcano's contract...

can I still, like,
be the trainer?

Because the big fella and I...

we go back a long way together.

Yeah, sure.

You're a good boy.

How'd it go?

I ratted on you, Jimmy.

I didn't want to do it
but I did it.

And, like a pigeon flying home
to roost, he's on his way.

All right!

I told Whispering Willie...

that I was gonna pay him back every
cent I owed him with interest.

I mean, I swear to you on my sainted
mother. You gotta believe me!

Whispering Willie.
I kind of like that.

You mean, Whispering Willie
didn't send you?

Give that man a cigar.

You just picked up
Jimmy Pearl's markers.

What'd you have, a hurricane
come through here?

We got raided. It happens
a couple times a year.

You boys looking
to lay down a little action?

I hear you take a lot of action
from a friend of mine, Jimmy Pearl.

No kidding?
You know Jimmy Pearl?

What a prince. He always sends roses
to my mother for her birthday.

Yeah, Jimmy's like that.

I wanna buy up all his markers.

I owe Jimmy one.
I want to return the favor.

That cover it?

Sure.

But I don't know
if I should do this.

I mean, after all--

Who am I to stop a guy from
doing a favor for a friend?

Have a good day.

Let's go.

Top drawer.

Ah! Nice.

Well, at least we got back the
money we invested in our boxer.

Yeah, and I'm gonna make sure you don't
invest it in nothing crazy again!

Now I own Jimmy Pearl
and his boxer.

This is a special combination of
emollients and liniment oils...

together with the tenacious
garlic root from Tanzania.

This will make your blood sing.

It will make it come alive.

Yeah, just a little bit...

and then you
knead, knead, knead...

chop, chop, chop,
knead, knead, knead.

Hannibal, I hope
this plan of yours works...

before this fool
disconnects my back.

Doesn't a rat always come
back for the cheese?

And speaking of rats...

You feeling better, big guy?

You feel those little itty-bitty
capillaries starting to open up...

you feel those nerve endings
starting to tingle...

because I can feel it.
I can feel it.

I can feel the tension flowing out
of these sinewy slabs of muscle...

and they're turning,
they're turning very soft...

they're turning into
sponge like globs of jelly!

Only thing turning into
jelly is your brain!

You know, you could be right.

Why don't you two go out
and run a couple of miles?

I wanna talk to your boss here.

Okay, big guy, let's slap
some leather.

I gotta talk to security.

They let anybody in here.

You're a million laughs,
you know that, Pearl?

Laugh at that, pal.

That's right, they're your markers.
I bought them all up.

Ah, McGurdy would
never sell you my markers.

Yeah, he's a real friend.

Well...

so what if I don't pay up?

You're gonna wrinkle my suit?

You wouldn't be worth spit
if I put out...

word on the street you didn't
own up to your markers, Pearl.

You wouldn't want that,
would you?

Well, ah, look...

I'm a little short on money
right now.

I mean, give me a month.
We'll work something out.

No! I'm gonna tell you
how we're gonna work this out.

Your man's gonna take Billy Marquette's
place in the Dixie Joe fight.

And guess what?

He doesn't have to worry
about winning.

Oh! He's gonna take a dive,
huh?

Yeah but, if you're gonna
bet on Dixie...

then my man's gotta
come in the big favorite.

I mean you're gonna have to
give him a great big build up.

Hey, we got some time.

We're gonna get him
some quick fights.

By the way, your guy better be
as good as everyone thinks...

or you both go swimming
in a cement barrel.

Oh, by the way, I'll be
expecting you out at my place.

Your man'll work out there
till the fight.

Have a good day.

I'm telling you, don't worry...

the guy's a regular
one-man wrecking crew.

The bookies are already giving
eight-to-one odds on Volcano Johnson.

When he takes the dive
I'll make a k*lling.

Yeah, I know, I know.
But the way the papers...

are building up this guy,
are you sure he'll go down?

He'll go down,
and I'll have my money.

Just make sure
you have the coke.

- You'll get it.
- Yeah.

Go for the soft part.

Go for it, boy.

You're bigger then he is.

Go for it, man, go for it.

That's it, go.

Go for it, go for it, boy.

Go for the soft part, boy.

Oh, my Gosh!

I don't believe it!

Just make sure when he climbs into the ring
with Dixie Joe, he comes out second best.

Two minutes and 31 seconds of the
first round. We're humming...

we're moving,
nothing can stop us now.

You got dynamite
in those fists, kid.

And you're sleek
as chrome steel.

You stick with
old Murdock here...

and I'm gonna make you the next
heavyweight champion of the world!

If I stick with you,
I'll be as crazy as you is.

We gotta find out where
Carrenza and the dr*gs are.

Well I don't think that a little
birdie is gonna tell us, Colonel.

Oh, I don't know, Murdock.

It depends upon the...

plumage of the bird.

Hello.
Hello.

Here.

Allow me.

Certainly.

Help yourself.

I never allow
a really beautiful woman...

who's wet to get too dry.

I imagine...

being with Sonny Monroe
is really exciting.

I suppose he takes you to all...

the hottest spots in town?

If you call boxing arenas and dirty
gyms hotspots, then whoopie.

I guess I am the lucky girl.

I like a man
with strong hands...

and strong brandy.
- Help yourself.

- Hey, where's Pearl?
- I don't know.

You know, there was a time when
he was the life of the party.

Yeah?

Now all he thinks about
is boxing.

Oh!

He's gotten
so paranoid lately...

he's been taping
all his phone calls.

I mean, who wants to have
their conversations recorded?

I don't know, maybe he wants to
write his memoirs or something...

but, hey...

maybe he wants
to blackmail somebody.

Do you know that
when Sonny and I first met...

he changed the combination
of his safe...

to my measurements?
Isn't that romantic?

Yeah.

What's the matter,
you get lost or something?

Hi, pal.

That's private property.
Just don't forget it.

No, I was just scrubbing
her back, you know...

Thirty eight...

twenty six...

thirty eight.

Nice.

Are you sure about the numbers?

Hannibal, some people are connoisseurs
of wine, some are into art.

Me?

- Need I say more?
- No.

I'll leave a ticket for you
at the gate.

Hey, man, I don't like crowds.

I'm gonna watch the fight
on cable TV.

You just have the money
ready for the buy...

and I'll be at the warehouse
just like we planned.

Yeah. I got the phone number
off those beeps on the tape.

Tracked down an address
on Carrenza. Get this...

he leases a warehouse
in San Pedro.

That's where the drug buy
is going down.

We'll meet Carrenza there
after the fight...

see to it that he doesn't get lonely.
- Right.

Okay, I'll see you there.

There, that should do it.

I'm still not quite sure
how this is gonna work.

Oh, well, it's simple, really.

You see, we convince Carrenza that
B.A.'s gonna take the dive...

that way he'll still show up
with the dr*gs.

Only Monroe won't be there
to meet him with the money.

See, we'll be there instead.

I knew it. Yeah.

See, we had a big wind...

over on Oxnard Street.
Yeah...

blew the cable down.

Half the block's got nothing
but snow on their TV sets.

Okay, okay, but you guys
can fix the thing, can't you?

I gotta watch a fight tonight.
Oh!

So you're a fight fan?
Oh, yeah, sure.

Shouldn't be any problem here.
You see we...

we just make a little adjustment
in the unit regulator and...

that usually does the trick.

You know, at least until the
main repair crew gets here.

See, I'm just, kind of--

Just get it fixed, huh?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Excuse me, sir.

Right now, we're running a special
introductory offer for this month only.

If you subscribe today, you can
get two new movie channels--

Hey! My friend, how long
is it gonna take you?

Well, just finished.

Let's run a check on it,
shall we?

Yeah, it should
work like a charm.

And there's no extra charge.

Bingo! Perfect reception.
What did I tell you?

Yeah, although I'd just adjust
that color control.

The flesh tones look a little...

off.

Ladies and gentlemen...

this is the feature bout
of the evening.

A 12 round main event...

presenting the big boys
of boxing...

heavyweights.

Introducing to you on my left...

wearing green trunks
and weighing in...

at 227 and a quarter pounds...

with a fine record of
sixteen-three and one.

Fourteen knockouts
in his 16 wins.

The fighting Irishman from
Seattle, Washington...

Dixie Joe Mulligan!

And his opponent on my right,
in the opposite corner...

a substitute for the injured
Billy Marquette.

He wears red trunks...

weighing in
at 231 and a half pounds...

hailing from parts unknown...

the mysterious and awesome...

Volcano Johnson!

Low and lethal.

Now, I don't think you'll work
up any sweat with this guy.

But Monroe thinks
you're going for a dive.

- So let's surprise him.
- Yeah, really surprise him.

Here's what I want you to do.
First couple of a rounds...

I want you to soften him up with your jab.
Then work him hard...

against the ropes. A little
reverse-rope-a-dope, you know what I mean?

But keep him off his bicycle. We're
gonna use ring psychology on this guy.

Shut up, fool!
I know what I'm doing!

I don't trust this guy.

- Everything taken care of?
- Yeah.

I spiked his mouth-piece water.

That stuff will slow down
an elephant.

By the end of the second round, he
should be walking in his sleep.

There you go,
everything's all hooked up.

Face, you're amazing.

When this is over,
I'm going to buy you...

the best dinner you've ever had.

There, cute, isn't he?

That jab, hold that jab.
Hold that glove up there!

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it! This guy's
cleaning up on Dixie Joe!

Play with him, boy!

Play with him!

You look good, B.A.

The guy's a sucker
for a right hook.

Yeah. I'm gonna cut the ring off on him.
Make him work for it.

You're looking great.

You're looking real sharp. As a matter
of fact you're so good. What do you say?

After this fight, you and me on
the dotted line, a contract, huh?

I think our friend down the street
has seen enough, don't you?

Mmm-hmm.

Damn! What happened
to the picture?

And they told me they got this
thing fixed this morning!

...and Dixie Joe
staggers Volcano Johnson...

with a hard right
to the stomach!

Johnson tries to cover up but Dixie Joe
moves in with a flurry of combinations.

This is an incredible fight.

It's unbelievable It has
turned completely around.

Dixie Joe's ripping combinations
into the body of Johnson...

and Johnson is in trouble.
It's all Dixie Joe now.

Johnson is covering.
He's against the ropes.

Open up!

Now's the time!

You all right? He gave you a
couple of hard sh*ts in there.

It's alright. I'm okay.
He just got lucky.

Here you go. That's it. Here,
take some of this water.

Now take
a deep breath. Relax.

Now, stoke up
that old turbo charger...

and I want you to know that
when you go back out there...

you ain't going out there alone.

I'm gonna be out there perched on your
shoulder in spirit, rooting you on!

Dixie Joe's k*lling him. He'll
go down any minute now. Yeah.

Dixie Joe moves in now
he moves...

Oh, he scores with a
looping lift.

He continues to move in and he
connects with an uppercut this time...

Stop!

B.A.,
you're moving real slow.

You all right?

I'm just trying
to catch my breath.

...tries and tries to cover
but Dixie Joe moves in...

with a flurry of combinations...

Gee, I don't know.

It looks like B.A.'s
going for the dive.

Things are starting to unravel.

Starting to unravel?
That's putting it mildly.

What's the matter with B.A.? This
guy's using him for a punching bag.

So, now, you think that's bad?
Let me tell you something.

Nobody's listening
to your broadcast.

- What?
- Monroe just got some company.

The dark haired guy...

skinny, in a white suit
carrying a bag...

which, I don't think
he's got boxing gloves in it.

Carrenza?

That means he's gonna
make the deal on the arena.

You better hurry down here or
you're gonna miss all the fun.

Yeah, right.
I'm on my way.

He's been drugged somehow.

I don't know what it is.

Come on B.A.
Shake it off.

I think it's all over.

Look, you gotta go
into that ring...

and you gotta kick some butt...

because somewhere out there,
there's a little kid.

A little kid who's got a picture of
Volcano Johnson taped above his pillow.

And that little kid
has gone to bed tonight...

believing that his hero
is gonna win.

Now what's gonna happen when
that little kid wakes up...

and finds out
that his hero has lost.

That somebody has taken the
fire out of Volcano Johnson?

Just imagine
that little kid's eyes...

glistening
with little tiny tears.

No. It's not gonna
work, Murdock.

This calls
for something drastic.

What about that aromatic stuff
you made?

Yeah, I got them right here.

This stuff will take
the shine off chrome, Colonel.

No, we need
something drastic here.

Come on B.A.,
you can do it.

You yourself told me...

you don't know the meaning
of those two little words...

"give up".
I'm counting on you...

the world's counting on you...

Howard Cossell's
counting on you!

He's got his eyes open.

You told me you got
this thing fixed!

I told you it's been
taken care of.

...four, five, six...

seven, eight, nine...

ten! You're out!

Your attention, fans.

We have the time...

in two minutes and five seconds
in round number five...

the winner by knockout...

Volcano Johnson!

I want Pearl!

Mr. Monroe wants
to see you, pal.

Yeah, I thought he might.

I'll see you in the locker room.

Well,
Mr. Monroe...

enjoy the fight, huh?

You just bought yourself
six feet of desert, wise guy.

Along with those
two other clowns.

A little ice will work wonders.

Where's Hannibal?

He's on his way down.

And I think he's bringing
some of his friends.

Oh, great!

What I don't put up with.
Here, would you hold this?

There you go. Out.

Bury them!

Now, these little beauties
should get you sleaze balls...

about 20 years each.

We owe you for everything.

Our lives, Billy's
career, everything.

That's right. I mean...

sometimes it takes a hard head like me
a little while to realize it, but...

a guy couldn't ask for a
better bunch of managers.

Allow me to present you
with 60% of your future...

that we signed over to you
and your sister.

Now we made a good profit...

on selling Monroe our markers.

Monroe, incidentally, is currently
sharing a cell with Carrenza.

- That's great!
- Gee, thanks.

No more, now go on.

- Thanks. Hey, do you believe that?
- Thanks.

I've never seen
anything like it.

I'm telling you,
it was a great experience.

You were terrific champ!
He never knew what hit him.

Don't you just love
happy endings?

And all because someone had
the financial foresight...

to be bold, when others
had no faith.

I knew you'd like it, Faceman.

That's why the A-Team has signed
you to fight next Tuesday night.

- Me?
- Uh-huh.

- Fight?
- That's right, Face.

Middleweight.

You're fighting...

Butcher Murphy.

It's just like you said,
we're gonna make a fortune!

And we have billed you as "Dandy
Dan" Peckman, the ladies delight!

Oh no, fellas, I can't.

Oh, Tuesday. I gotta get
a haircut on Tuesday.

I got a date
with a lady analyst...

and we're having cocktails
with the head of MGM at 5:00.

- So--
- Faceman...

you're gonna be there or else.

Yeah, well...

I love it
when a plan comes together.