04x20 - Mission of Peace

[bunniefuu]

(male narrator) In 1972,
a cr*ck commando unit...

was sent to prison
by a m*llitary court...

for a crime
they didn't commit.

These men promptly escaped...

from a maximum-security
stockade...

to the Los Angeles
underground.

Today, still wanted
by the government...

they survive
as soldiers of fortune.

If you have a problem,
if no one else can help...

and if you can find them...

maybe you can hire
the A-Team.

[g*n f*ring]

(Nora) As we enter the
Moultrie battlegrounds...

be sure not to miss the last stronghold
of the settlers in this area...

the Mission de la Paz,
the Mission of Peace.

The bloodiest battle in American
history took place right here...

in 1843...

just after John C. Moultrie
and his friends...

settled
in the Prairie Creek area.

Chief Matsego...

led
3,000 Akantu Indian braves...

against the settlement
in March of that year.

Every man, woman, and child
was wiped out.

Ladies and gentlemen, please watch
your step as you get off the tram.

The tram will return to town as
soon as it is loaded. Thank you.

Let's go. We wanna see the tour.
Yeah, we got tickets.

The tour will start just
as soon as the tram is filled.

Would you please
take your seats?

You've got enough people,
old lady.

[groaning]

Now, you go...

Oh, Mickey!

(Nora)
Mickey!

Come on, let's go for a ride!

Yeah, you ready, babe?

[exclaiming]

[smashing]

[people screaming]

Get back, get back!

Oh! He's gotta be kidding.

[grunting]

Are you all right?
Yes.

You animals.
You dirty, filthy animals.

I know who sent you.

And you can tell Ashton we are not
selling, no matter what you do!

I never heard of an Ashton.

I'll tell you one thing,
though...

I think you ought to get out
of the tourist business.

You don't seem to be attracting
a very good clientele.

[both chuckling]

(Nora)
Come on, dear.

[thunder rumbling]

♪♪[Need Your Love So Bad
playing]

(B.A.) Okay, Hannibal.
She's got the handles.

Let's see if this lie detector
of yours works, B.A.

I think she's
telling the truth, Hannibal.

Let's go get her.

We just want a little brew
money, old lady. That's all.

Couple of rounds of beers here
for me and my buddies.

Don't take that.
That's got all my...

Whoa! What's that?

We're talking
some heavy partying here!

Now, give that back to me.
That isn't my money.

Now give it back to me.

If it doesn't belong to you, then
it must belong to us, right?

(Hannibal)
Wrong.

Really? Says who?

Now, if you wanna throw a party, you
have to invite the right people.

Ooh, this harassment began...

four months ago.

Up until then...

Mr. Ashton and his men
gave us no trouble at all.

Then, one day, Ashton
comes to me and asks me--

He didn't ask. He threatened.

Tell him, Rudy.
Tell him what he said.

Actually, what he said was,
"Sell out to me...

"or ride in a coffin."

Sounds like a thr*at to me.

Ashton wants the land,
all right.

Rudy's family has owned this land
for, oh, almost a hundred years.

Now, Ashton owns all the land
around us.

He said that he wanted to expand
his ranch by buying up our land.

He gets his jollies
out of b*ating up old folks...

the little no good, low down, son
of a-- [whispering] Babette.

Well, he does.

And he put poor Mickey
in the hospital.

And I'd like to know what this A-Team
you brought in is gonna do about it.

First thing we're gonna do is
give him a pop in the eye...

to let him know things
are gonna be different.

I like that.
I really like that.

[alarm ringing]

Oh, drat.

Well, break's over.
Back to work, everybody.

Come on. Many moons ago
my people were young.

Save it for the tourists,
Chief.

Well, something
has to be done.

Without this home,
we've no place to go.

And without the tourists...

We can't pay our bills
the way things are.

Murdock, you and B.A. check this place out.
See if it's defensible.

Face, we need a few things.

Ah, yeah.

40 gallons red paint, seven electric
fans, three loudspeakers, 40 pillows.

Is this a joke?

I really appreciate this,
Mr. Peck.

I mean, I've heard a lot about
your abilities to scavenge.

Uh, huh. Yeah, right.

Let's see... Houston...
Dallas... Paris...

main office number
555-3843, closed on...

Okay, all right.
Now, you...

stay in the background and watch and
try not to get in the way, okay?

Heaven forbid.
Good.

Hi, there. Hey, look, is that the
paint I'm supposed to pick up?

Paint? What paint?
Right there.

See... Look, I haven't got
much time, you know...

the main office sent me over to
get 40 gallons of high gloss...

robin's red latex paint to
take over to the Dallas store.

Or was it the Houston st-- No,
Houston gets the weed-eaters.

Look, I'm in kind of
a hurry here.

I don't know anything about a
paint transfer, I'm sorry.

You don't?
No, sir.

No invoice?
Nothing.

Dadgumit, that's the third time
they've done that to me this week.

Look, why don't you just call
Janet down at the main office.

Ask her yourself.
You know the number?

555-3346.

You got that? It's five--
Oh, you got it. Okay.

(woman) Hello, you've reached our
main office. We're closed today.

Please call back tomorrow...

Sorry, all I get is a recording.
The office is closed today.

Can you believe it? Oh, that's right,
it's Monday. They're closed on Monday.

Well, look, I tell you what, why don't
you just let me take this stuff...

and have them send you
an invoice.

Hold it right there.

Don't you dare give this paint
to anyone.

What the heck
is going on here, anyway?

Langford Simpson,
Environmental Control Agency.

Those cans of high gloss
robin's red latex paint...

are laced with lead!

Obviously you chose to ignore the
recall that we sent to you last week...

about the poisoned children
in El Paso.

Hey, I didn't know anything
about this.

Right. I'll bet.

Well, regardless, I'm here
to take this poison away.

Got it?
Yes, sir.

Rudy, Rudy, Rudy...

if I'd have needed any help,
I would have asked.

Well, we got everything,
didn't we?

But that's not the point.

You see, these scams,
they're very, very delicate.

It takes a certain kind
of finesse.

See? To pull them off.

I thought I was helping.

I'm sorry, Mr. Peck.

But you see, Rudy has always
been our provider.

If it wasn't for him, most of
us would be in state-run homes.

So, please be kind to him.

Okay.

Well, a good day's work, Face.

Oh, yeah.
It's a good day's work.

Let's get B.A.
and get this show on the road.

♪ Old Faceman,
he ain't what he used to be ♪

♪ Ain't what he used to be,
ain't what he used to be ♪♪

Ladies and Gentlemen...

would you please gather
in front of the mission...

for a treat you wouldn't believe
possible for the few pennies you paid.

A demonstration of
the law of the West.

For many years, the white man lived
peacefully with the red man.

But there were renegades
on both sides.

And w*r broke out
between these two people.

On one side,
the mighty Chief Watashi!

And from the settlers,
a man who knew no fear.

A man who rode
the wind of destiny.

None other than...

Daniel David Bowie
Boone Murdock.

Known to his friends
as Pathfinder!

[flute playing]

All right, that's it.
I warned you.

Hit the road, Cochise.

You leave him alone.

[people booing]

Come on, Chief.

Hey, you bear-greased badgers!

I'm not taking too kindly to the way
you're talking to our womenfolk.

[men chuckling]

The funny guy wants
to put on a show.

(man)
Go get him, Pathfinder.

[people cheering]

Hannibal!

Hit it, B.A.

[people cheering]

And that,
ladies and gentlemen...

will be the end of this
afternoon's performance.

I don't know what to tell you.

Where did they get that kind of muscle?
I don't know.

Those old geezers were ready to roll over
and play dead until these guys showed up.

Now, I don't know who they are,
they just took us by surprise.

We got a time limit
on this thing.

We can't sit around and play
ball with these old folks.

They gotta be out of that mission
by the end of the month.

I gotta go talk to Taggert
about this.

Don't touch the car.

Why don't you get cleaned up?

[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

[van accelerating]

I don't go for this farm bit.

I think somebody got to Ashton
and talked him into a land grab.

Well, it wasn't for the mineral
rights, I'll tell you that...

because I done checked with
the County Assayer's Office...

and they rated this piece of God's
acre as a mere "okey-dokey."

It's nothing
to get excited about.

Historic value?

Ashton said he wanted
to bulldoze this mission.

But there's a Federal agency
to preserve historic sites.

The Department
of the Interior.

The only problem is, they don't
consider us an historical site.

We've applied
for Federal status...

but they have never answered
any of our letters.

They don't even return
Rudy's phone calls.

Oh, departmental red tape
is all it is.

Darn bureaucrats. You know
how the government is.

Okay, Face, you and Murdock go
down to the Federal Building...

and see if you can push
the paperwork through.

When you get that done, Ashton couldn't
bulldoze it even if he owned it.

Uh, do you mind
if I tag along?

I mean, I had such a great time when
we went looking for the red paint.

Well, not this time,
huh, Rudy?

I think Murdock and I
can handle it. Huh, Murdock?

The slinky of destiny is making it's way
right on back up to the top of the stairs.

It's beginning to make sense
to me now, Face. Ah, it is?

Yes. You know, all the
stories that my grandmother...

H. Emma Murdock, used to tell me
about my great, great granddaddy...

when I was just a little Captain?
They were true.

'Cause the last time my grand daddy
was seen, he was making his way...

right into Texas.

And you know what that means,
hmm?

It means, that he was
right here...

fighting alongside of John
Moultrie and the other settlers...

defending the mission.
And now...

just a few generations later, the
Murdock clan is being called upon...

to defend Mission de la Paz.

I'm gonna go wash down them horses and I'm
gonna put some jerky in them cases...

just in case we have a camp
without a fire.

Excuse me.

No, no, no, really,
he comes in handy sometimes.

Well, what do we do now?
Just wait?

Not long. I figure Ashton's
pretty jumpy by now,

and he should be running
to Daddy.

And Daddy is who we want.

Are you telling me I should start
worrying about my investment?

No, out of nowhere,
Mr. Taggert.

Those guys came down on my
boys like a sack of lead.

I just need more time, that's all.
There is no time.

Either you get that land soon,
or the whole deal falls through.

They'll go somewhere else.

[brakes squealing]

Thanks for the ride, darling.
You're welcome.

They've been in there
for an hour.

I would have been here sooner,
B.A., but...

But the old lady wouldn't floor
the accelerator. I don't speed.

You wanted her to speed, Hannibal?
Who's the guy?

I don't know, Hannibal.
He met Ashton here.

That's his car parked
over there.

He locked his briefcase in
the trunk before he went in.

Check that briefcase out.

I'm gonna pay Ashton
and his friend a visit.

Babette, you stay here.

[bell on door ringing]

Hi there, Ashton old buddy.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the new caretaker
of the old mission...

and the guy who's going to
make your life miserable.

Hi there.
We haven't met before.

I don't know who you are, but you're
digging a grave for yourself.

Really?
Well, let's talk about that.

Now, that's the hammer of a 9mm 8-round
a*t*matic pointed right at your belly.

Hollow point in the chamber.

How does a guy get a cup of coffee
around here? Do you know, pal?

What are you doing?
We didn't hire you to steal.

This ain't stealing.
Here, look at these.

You're the thief.
You look at them.

Now the mission is about to be
declared a national treasure.

And until that happens,
I'm going to be around...

to see to it that you guys
keep your hands off.

Let me tell you something.

I'm gonna get that old folks' land.
And I'm going to get you, got it?

Almost time for the afternoon performance.
It's been charming.

Hey.

Don't you think
it's been charming?

That guy is dead.

Just tell your men
to get ready to move.

So, as you can see, being the
Undersecretary's Secretary...

to the Assistant in charge of the Secretaries
for the Department of the Interior...

is a very demanding job.

But then, of course, someone
as astute as yourself...

doesn't have to be told that,
now, does she? No.

I believe, what my friend is
trying to get across to you...

is that these are very
important documents...

that must get to the Great White
Father in Washington, D.C.

Yes. They concern the settlers
at Mission de la Paz.

Precisely. So, you see,
it's highly imperative...

that these be sent to the Secretary
for the Department of Interior.

As a matter of fact, you might want
to put the Federal seal on them...

and mark them confidential.

Oh! Oh, yes!
That's a good idea!

Maybe, send them Express, huh?
Even better!

Pony Express.

I'll get
the necessary documents.

Could you cool with
the Pathfinder stuff?

I can't.

It's genetic.

Genetic...

Would you just sign these
right here, please?

Yes, certainly.

There you go. A pleasure.

Excuse me, miss.

My name is Randall Corn, and I work
with the Secretary of the Interior.

Oh, really?
What a coincidence.

These forms should've actually
come to my office.

Otherwise,
it'll just come back.

It was blatant vandalism.

Oh, no, Babette,
it wasn't vandalism.

Well, I don't know what else you'd call it
when somebody forcibly breaks into your car.

Hello, hello.

Hello.

So that's it, Hannibal. Rudy walked right
in there and just took back the papers.

It's no wonder this place hasn't
been declared an historic site.

He keeps blocking it.

You know, Hannibal. This
doesn't make any sense to me.

I mean, Rudy's grandfather...

fought right along side my
great, great grandfather...

in defense of this mission.

He d*ed for this land.

It's hard to believe Rudy's
in cahoots with Ashton.

B.A., what about the
material from the briefcase?

Were there any check stubs
with Rudy's name on it?

No, Hannibal. They was
all made out to Ashton.

So, some guy named
Bart Taggert...

of the Unified
Survey Corporation...

is making out checks
in large amounts to Ashton.

It's got to be
a dummy corporation.

At least that's what I'd do if I was
setting up a land grab, you see?

And I'll bet you that, that
guy you saw with Ashton...

was probably Taggert.

Hannibal, I just had
a horrifying thought.

Now, just assume...

that Rudy really is
working for Ashton.

That means he knows
who we really are.

(Fulbright)
All right, Smith...

we've got the entire
place surrounded.

Throw out your weapons and come on out.
Wonderful.

But, we asked them here.

Listen, lady,
they're criminals...

and they're going to go to jail.
You understand me?

Hey, Smith!

Don't make us
come in sh**ting.

(Hannibal)
Okay, General. You've got us.

We're coming out.

Check the house for weapons.

Hello, Fulbright.
I've missed you.

(Fulbright)
That's very funny, Smith.

The three of you can laugh
all you want to, but...

there'll be no rabbit coming
out of the hat this time.

All right men, let's go.
Excuse us, grandmother.

[police dispatcher chattering
on car radio]

I've always felt that February
was our best month for escapes.

It's such a short month, but...
What do you think, Face?

I prefer the spring months.
March, April--

Shut up, all of you. You'll have
plenty of time to talk in Leavenworth.

Sir, we found their van.

Have it brought around.
Yes, sir.

Your last ride, Smith. In that
pretty little van of yours.

Then we're gonna
cut it up for scrap.

Whatever you say, General.

And just one other thing,
so you know.

This time my men have removed
all of the weapons from it.

Wait!

(Murdock)
All aboard.

Come on, after them!
Let's go!

[g*ns f*ring]

There they go.

Let's go.

[g*ns f*ring]

Come on, let's go! Hurry up!

Tell your men
to lay down their arms.

Lay down your arms!

You know something,
Fulbright?

You're too dedicated.

You should
go away for a while.

(Fulbright) You're never gonna
get away with this, Smith.

I'll get you. You wait!

I'm gonna get you, Smith.

Let me out of here!
I know.

(Fulbright) Smith!
I know, Fulbright.

We'll never get
away with it, right?

And if you find work,
send money.

(Fulbright)
Smith! Smith, you hear me?

You better get me out of here.

They b*rned down the house,
Hannibal.

[building smoldering]

I don't know. What do you tell
people who've lost everything?

I should have just sold out
to Ashton in the first place.

I had no right to
put these people in danger.

And now. Well,
we've lost everything.

Rudy, don't blame yourself.

We all made
our own decision.

None of us was ready
to give up our home.

It doesn't matter.
There is no home now.

There's only ashes.

That was a picture
of my husband.

Nora, where am I going to go?

It's all right,
it's all right.

(Rudy)
We can't win, Hannibal.

And we can't afford
to fight anymore.

You can't afford not to fight.

All right, Mr. Smith.
You're in charge.

What do you want us to do?

First, a place to live.

The Mission de la Paz.

The fire warped
all the weapons, Hannibal.

It totaled the tram, too.

These men defiled the
territory of my forefathers...

and I request permission to show
them the business end of my musket.

In due time, Captain. First, I want
to ask Rudy a couple of questions.

It is Rudy, isn't it?

What are you talking about?

Face.

That's my wallet.
That's right.

Charles Winston.

Wait a minute.

Charles Win... The Charles Winston?
You're Charlie the Clip?

You picked my pocket.

You know, I can't believe it. I picked
the pocket of Charlie the Clip.

Do you know who this is? I studied
every scam you've ever done.

This is the guy who sold the
Brooklyn Bridge to Brooklyn.

A few minor accomplishments.

Charlie, I never
figured you for a sellout.

Why'd you call Fulbright
in on us?

If you didn't want
our help, why hire us?

Call in Fulbright?
Yeah.

I never even heard of the man
until he knocked on my door.

I swear I had
nothing to do with it.

A part of your story
doesn't track, Rudy.

If you're not
working for Ashton...

why are you trying
to block the effort...

to establish this site...

as a historical monument?

After everything
that's happened...

I guess I should be
straight with you guys.

I didn't want those papers
to go through to Washington.

If anyone ever did
any research on this place...

they'd find out that...

the Mission de la Paz
doesn't actually exist.

Wait a minute. You mean,
this whole thing is a scam?

You invented
the Mission de la Paz?

You mean, there was never
no Jonathan Moultrie?

That's right.

That means there never was
no Daniel David Bowie...

Boone Pathfinder.

It's not true.
It's not true.

My daddy opened this place
as a social club...

in 1924.

Called it the
"Church of Divine Pleasure."

Before that it was a stable.

That's lies. It's lies.

(Rudy) I won those
cannons in a poker game.

They were placed at the entrance to
the local library in Muncie, Indiana.

The pews were...

bus benches in Chicago.

Everywhere I went I collected
pieces of the legend.

I'm sorry, Murdock.

What about Chief Watashi
and the Akantu Indians?

No such animals.

I picked the Chief up
hitchhiking in Cleveland.

Trying to avoid the daddy
of a old girlfriend.

I can't believe I fell
for a Cleveland Indian.

Well...

to be
completely frank, Face...

he's not really an Indian.

[laughing]

Not really an Indian.

(Rudy)
These people are my family.

And this mission
is all they have left.

We don't want to be taken care
of by the state or anyone else.

The mission gives us a chance
to take care of ourselves.

I had to stop those papers.

Rudy, I refiled those papers.

Then we might
as well quit now.

Once they start to research--

We'll think about that later.
First things first.

Ashton and Taggert
really want this place.

That means there must be
something very special about it.

B.A., you and Murdock
go out to Taggert's.

Give it a real going over. Maybe
you can get us some evidence.

Colonel,
I'm not going anywhere.

I'm just an empty shell.

I'm a man without a past
and a questionable...

future, and I...

I just can't believe that
Grandma Murdock lied to me.

Come on now, Pathfinder.

Just because I made up
my story, doesn't mean...

what your Grandma
told you isn't true.

Seems to me I remember stories
about the great frontier scout...

they called Pathfinder.

You keep going, son.

You'll be part of
your own legend soon.

If there was no Pathfinder at the
first battle for the mission...

there certainly will be
for the second.

He's right about that,
Captain.

Come on, B.A.

We have legends to begin.

Pathfinder rides again.

I wish you hadn't done that.

You should've figured they'd move
themselves into the mission, Ashton.

Hey, it was your plan,
now we can't get near them.

You're a fool, Ashton.

I'm going to have my men roll
right over the top of them.

Mission and all.
Right.

And have half the Federal Government
down on us in 10 minutes.

You heard Smith. This is
a historical landmark, here.

(Murdock) No wonder this
guy knows who we are.

He's a retired colonel.

Man lives pretty good for a
retired Army colonel. Too good.

How convenient. Maps.

Finesse and style.

Army survey map
of Prairie Creek.

(Taggert) Do you really think
the m*llitary would waste...

time and money
surveying the property...

if there was a landmark
they couldn't remove?

Maybe they
don't know about it.

Look, Ashton, I've made
some calls to Washington.

We'll know the truth about this
so-called historical site...

before the day is over.
And then I'm going to blast--

Oh, damn!

[van doors closing]

[van engine starting]

[van tires screeching]

What did they get?
Everything.

Survey maps, receipts.

Everything!

(Rudy) The Army wants to
build a new m*llitary base!

So, that's what
this is all about.

Taggert used his Pentagon connections
to find out about the land...

then brought in Ashton
as a cover.

Then, Ashton and Taggert sell
the land to the m*llitary...

through their dummy corporation
and split the profits...

right down the middle.

They got to be worth
millions of dollars, Hannibal.

And now that Taggert
knows we're onto him...

we'll have to watch him. Pathfinder?
Yes, sir?

Keep your eye on him. The only
thing that's kept him off us...

is this historical
landmark business.

Once he finds out
it's a phony...

he'll come after us.
We need to know.

Just as I thought.

It's a bluff.

There is no Jonathan Moultrie.

No Battle of Prairie Creek,
nothing!

Well, if Hannibal Smith
wants a w*r...

I just happen to be in a
position to accommodate him.

What the hell are you doing,
using Army men and supplies?

Are you planning on
giving away the whole scam?

These are my men.

They can be trusted
to keep their mouths shut.

You might be wise
trying doing the same.

All right, let's move out!

They're on their way, Colonel.

[horse nickering]

Excuse me.

[people chattering]

Excuse me. Excuse me.

[whistling loudly]

Thank you.

We got about an hour
to get ready for Taggert.

How?

The only weapons you have are the
g*ns you got from Fulbright.

That won't stop an army.

There's not a cavalry charging
over the hills in this movie.

You got to have
a little more faith, Rudy.

[scoffing]

Pathfinder, Pathfinder.

We're going to need
the cavalry on this one.

[radio buzzing]

How does it look, Colonel?

Looking good, Face.

B.A., how accurate
is your cannon?

You tell me where,
and I'll hit it.

Good.

(Nora) How long do you
think we can hold out?

Depends on Pathfinder.

It's funny, but...

Jonathan Moultrie held out
for three weeks...

over a 100 years ago.

(Nora) And here we are, just
like Jonathan Moultrie.

Yeah.
In fact...

you are standing on the very spot
where Jonathan C. Moultrie...

took Chief Matsego's arrow
and was mortally wounded.

Yeah, just like Moultrie.

Colonel! Colonel!

Colonel Fulbright.

Colonel Fulbright,
are you in there?

(Fulbright) What do you think you idiot!
I'm a General, not a Colonel.

[laughing]

(Fulbright)
Let me out!

Open this thing up! What do
you think this is anyway?

Smith, you dummy!

Let me out of here!

Who the heck are you anyway?

lam the Pathfinder, sir.

And I bear a message from the
besieged forces at Mission de la Paz.

A Colonel Hannibal Smith...

has asked me to deliver
these documents to you...

and he requests your presence
on the b*ttlefield immediately.

Hannibal Smith sent you.

I cannot stay, sir. My place
is in the heat of battle!

Come on.

[horse snuffling]

We got to get
to that mission now!

Get that van, get it started.
Let's go. Come on.

[engine starting]

(Taggert)
Smith! Hannibal Smith!

I think we need to talk.

Not much to talk about,
Taggert.

You're a money-hungry
slimeball.

No more warnings, Smith.

(Taggert) You and your friends
come on down, nice and quiet.

Now! Before
I blow you to bits.

I'll give you 10 seconds.

Good luck, pig breath.

(Hannibal)
Let her rip, B.A.

[g*ns f*ring]

[shells exploding]

Come on, let's go!
They're getting too close!

[g*ns f*ring]

Sore loser at 10 o'clock, B.A.

Colonel! We can't
hold out much longer.

Keep it up. We've got
to wait for Pathfinder.

[g*ns f*ring]

[shells exploding]

Cavalry has arrived, Colonel!

[g*ns f*ring]

[shells exploding]

All right, Taggert.
You're under arrest.

You're under arrest for misuse
of Government property.

And if I can swing it,
conspiracy to commit treason.

Captain.

I want all these men
around here put under arrest.

Nobody leaves here, until I
get this thing sorted out.

By the way...

find out if the A-Team is still
hanging around here someplace.

As we dedicate
this structure...

recalling that it was
once owned by Sam Houston...

and used as a stable...

before the glorious battle
of the Alamo.

I don't know how we
can ever thank you enough...

for all you've done for us.

It was a pleasure.

Well, you're okay in my book.

But, you better be careful.

The next time you feel like
breaking into a car...

it just might not be
a little old lady...

that sneaks up on you.

Face, I don't know
how you pulled it off.

Where did you find out
about Sam Houston?

[clearing throat] Yes, well,
you know, Hannibal...

if you talk to the
right people in just the...

right way, you'd be amazed...

at what you can find out.

It is evident
that this site...

played a great role
in the shaping of the West.

It is therefore fitting...

and proper...

that we recognize
the achievement...

of those who lived
and d*ed here...

by declaring the
Mission de la Paz...

a national monument...

of the United States
of America.

[crowd cheering]

Thank you so much.

Got a pretty sharp fellow here, Hannibal.
Better keep a close eye on him.

Ready to go, Murdock?

I'm right here, Colonel.

L---

I got a surprise for you all.
Guess what it is.

You're staying!
No.

It's Rosie here.

She's a new member
of the A-Team.

I mean, I couldn't really
be the Pathfinder...

without a horse, and In a manner
of speaking, she did save the day.

That's a nice thought,
Murd... Pathfinder...

but I don't think the Chief
would want to let go of Rosie.

They've been together
for quite a long time.

No, no.

We traded even.

You traded?
Mmm-hmm.

Traded what?

[van engine starting]

(Hannibal)
Hi, Chief.

What's the matter, big guy?

You're the one who said we ought
to give back to the Indians...

everything we took away
from them...

so I thought I'd get the ball rolling...
with your van.