05x09 - Point of No Return

[bunniefuu]

You're late, Rajiv.

There were things
to take care of.

We are very pleased...

you came through for us, Rajiv.

Let us hope this is the beginning
of a long and profitable arrangement.

Are you all right?

I'm not feeling well.
I've had little sleep.

We have another job for you.

There'll be no other job. I'll be
content with what you pay me now.

You don't get paid now.

Hi, guys.

Here.

Empress Seven to Mama Bear.

Code Orange.
Repeat, Code Orange.

36 hours to match point.

Yes.

Colonel Smith managed
to get a message through.

36 hours to match point.
Code Orange.

- I see. And the Colonel's status?
- No verification.

All right, shift red sector plan
one day and meet me in Langley.

Boy, Stockwell, this one
really takes the cake.

It was a stupid idea
in the first place.

I told you it wouldn't work.

And now you tell us that you
don't even know where Hannibal is.

What about all these backup
people you were supposed to have?

Weren't they able
to tell you anything?

Yeah. Aren't there supposed
to be contingency plans...

when something
like this happens?

We simply don't have complete
information at this time.

Give us a break.

Come on, Carla, you know
how this ship operates.

The two of you, you never give
us all the information you have.

Only this time, we're talking
about the Colonel's life.

So a little information
isn't enough.

All right.
Colonel Smith was undercover.

He was tracking
a cache of plutonium...

that was stolen last week from
a nuclear facility in India.

The last message
we had from him indicated...

that he had discovered
a vital piece of information.

He advanced the mission to Code
Orange, an extreme emergency...

and started the clock.
36 hours to match point.

As you know...

plutonium is the essential
element in any nuclear w*apon.

We must consider the
possibilities if it were...

to fall into the hands
of a lunatic t*rror1st group...

Look. We know how serious
the situation is, General.

What we want to know is what
has happened to Hannibal?

We've had no further contact
from Colonel Smith...

or our other operative
Alice Heath.

So at this point...

we must assume
that the network...

has been terminated.

What kind of operation is this?

Nobody knows where anyone is,
who anyone is.

Johnny has his own methods.
He's probably fine.

Yeah, well,
we're gonna go get him.

No, we are not
going to do anything.

I'm going to do
the follow-up personally.

Personally? When was the last
time you did anything personally?

General Stockwell was an operative
in Hong Kong for many years.

Nobody knows the territory
as well as he does.

Yeah.
But we're going after Johnny.

You're all confined to
quarters until further notice.

Well, if you want to enforce
that order, General...

you better seriously think
about terminating us.

Hey, man, this time
we're gonna do it my way.

Check us in.
The name is Robins.

Come on, Murdock, let's go.

Hey, where you guys going?
What's happening?

Well, if you're
in a strange town...

and you need to find
somebody, who do you ask?

Cab driver.

Yeah, but Stockwell said to
stay right here and check in.

Well, that's great. That's great.
You just do that. That's great.

Come on.

If these guys stand
around here all day...

one of them had to see
Hannibal leave the hotel.

That one.

See this man?

You see this man?

He certainly doesn't seem to have
made an impression on anybody.

You don't think he's
a bad tipper, do you?

Here.

The tide is rising.

Have you seen this guy?

Yes. Maybe so.

Ah! It's beginning
to come to me now.

Yes.
Maybe two, three days ago.

And where, where did you
take him? Do you remember?

Oh, I don't know.

So many people to remember.

And that's it.
All right?

As a grandfather saying...

"Like wilting rose in field,
I am the chosen one."

Terrific.
Now where did you take him?

I will give you
class A deluxe tour.

To tell you the truth, amigo,
we're in a bit of rush for time.

Time is like
empty bottle of wine.

Only good when filled.

- What have you found out?
- Your man Benson was in room 314.

It has been untouched
since you called.

Benson made two phone calls.

One to the States
when he arrived.

We were unable
to confirm the number.

The second was
to a local residence.

How many of our men
are still in place?

Quang Tai is dead.

Chung Loo has
returned to Peking.

The others I have to check.
It may take some time.

Time is one thing
I can't give right now.

It must be big to bring you
back after all these years.

You'll be informed on a
need-to-know basis as before.

- You have not changed, Major.
- General.

I see no need to change.

Where are Peck and Murdock?

Well, Face.
He saw a woman...

that he knows.
And Murdock, he saw...

Something in his head.
Ain't no telling what it was.

I believe my instructions
to stand by were quite clear.

Well, you know how
impulsive boys can be.

All right. I'll deal with them
later. We've got things to do.

- Where are we going?
- Colonel Smith's room.

Johnny never kept his room
like this at home.

How are we gonna
find clues in this mess?

If anybody hurt him,
they're gonna pay.

All right, check everything.

Psst, B.A.

Oh, man! It's just Hannibal's
designer collection.

General...

I think I found my first clue.

Gentlemen, meet Alice Heath.

Johnny's contact?

We thought you were dead.

- Where's Hannibal?
- I don't know.

He called yesterday
and asked me to check...

points of entry
for an Indian named Rajiv.

We scheduled to meet a few
hours later. He didn't show.

I tried to reach him here,
but wasn't successful.

Why haven't you reported in?

Security had been breached
with Colonel Smith missing.

I wasn't sure if the codes
were still protected.

So I came here to see if I could
find any clues to his whereabouts.

All right. Continue
looking for Rajiv.

According to our last contact
with Colonel Smith, we have only...

22 hours left till delivery.

And Johnny sure got himself
in a big kettle this time.

Sometimes size of fish not
important, size of hunger is.

If this kid quotes his
grandfather one more time...

you know, I'm gonna...
- Bobby!

Bobby, are we getting any closer
to where you took our friend?

Yes. Very close.

The road is long
with many a winding turn.

Yeah, well, we heard
that one before, Bobby.

We got company.

So, honorable friend
go to that camera store.

He say he want to buy stuff.

So, please enjoy honorable
city. Bobby must go now.

Listen, Bugsy, stick around,
introduce us to your friend.

Forget that, Jack.
I'm out of here, man.

On break, taking a leave. I'm
history, man. Bonzai, babes.

At least that takes care
of one of them. Now what?

What would the Colonel do
if he was here now?

I know.
You slime ball!

All right.

You got 10 seconds
to tell us what you know.

I will tell you nothing.

It didn't work.

Well, that's because
you... You didn't do this.

All right.
What happened to this man?

- This man?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Where is he?

This man is dead.

Wake him.

I guess he must be more afraid
of someone else than he is of us.

I think I recognize
this man, General.

He looks like a man I've seen
working as a bouncer at Hop Louie's.

Interesting. Maybe we are
making some progress.

What do you know
about the plutonium?

What happened
to Colonel Smith's body?

I've always thought of
Johnny as some kind of a...

superman, you know.
- There ain't no body.

Are you working for Byron Chin?

They don't always
find a body, B.A.

Hey, Frankie, do you know
something we don't know?

Why are you trying so hard to
convince us that Hannibal's dead?

I'm not!

Just trying to face facts.

Everything we've heard so far
says that Johnny is not alive.

Frankie, there's not one shred of
hard evidence that says he's dead.

Yeah, except that goon back
there who says he was k*lled.

Well, you shouldn't be
listening to g*ons!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's just that g*ons are not a very
reliable source of information, you know.

Yeah, see the bottom line
here, Frankie, is...

we're not gonna believe Hannibal
is dead until we get some proof.

If there's no body,
Hannibal is alive.

I think the key to this
whole mess is Bobby.

That little pedicab pedaller.

Yeah, how come you haven't
let Stockwell in on that one?

Stockwell?

Stockwell doesn't give a rat's tail
whether Hannibal is alive or dead.

You got that right, crazy man.

All right, we're upgrading the
status of this mission to Code Red.

Now, according to
Colonel Smith's message...

we've got 16 hours before the
plutonium shipment changes hands.

I have arranged for
our friend back there...

to be picked up here
in half an hour.

So I want you
to stay here until then.

B.A. and Frankie will
cover this end here for you.

Murdock and I have something
we got to check out.

No, you're not checking anything
out till the prisoner is picked up.

And I want you to meet Alice and
me at Hop Louie's. Understood?

Is there a problem?

Yes. We do not believe that
Hannibal is dead, General.

That's an interesting fantasy. But we
don't deal in fantasy in this business.

Fantasy? Wait just a minute here.

This situation is no fantasy!

All right. Perhaps that was
the wrong choice of words.

No commander rests easily
when one of his men has fallen.

But men do die!

Colonel Smith understood that.

He took that responsibility.

Now we've got 15 hours and 58
minutes to find the plutonium...

or it won't matter whether
Hannibal Smith is alive or dead.

The only thing that will matter
is whether he d*ed in vain.

Now, you went against
my instructions...

and got involved
in this pedicab mess.

They tied to k*ll you.

Obviously our cover was blown the
minute you stepped in the hotel.

Face saw a girl.

And Murdock saw
something in his head.

See, I told you he'd be running.

He's not gonna
want to talk to us.

I disagree, Murdock. Once
I get through with him...

he won't be able
to talk fast enough.

Excuse me. We're looking for
a little driver named Bobby.

A little Chinese guy. Talks
about his grandfather a lot.

- Yes, yes. What did he take you for?
- A ride.

Actually, see, we're looking
for a little action...

and we were told that...

you were the man to talk to.

I have an idea
where we can do some business.

Somewhere I take
all my customers of quality.

Hop in, boys.

How can a guy who pedals
around all day be so large?

Here we are.

There's a gambling club
in this pastry shop...

that I take all my customers to.

Bobby is a bit of
a regular here.

Listen, can you get us in?

Getting in is easy.

Getting out with your
shirt is the challenge.

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby,
my inscrutable little friend.

You have some talking to do.

These are the Colonel's
dog tags.

He gave them to me.
I swear.

He said he couldn't trust anyone else
in Hong Kong. Please don't hurt me.

- And what else did he tell you?
- Well, he said...

he was out of touch
with everyone else...

and he said if you guys
showed up, I should...

That doesn't make sense. Colonel
already had a contact with Alice...

If he didn't trust anybody in Hong
Kong, that means he didn't trust Alice.

Wait a minute. Isn't Stockwell
meeting with her right now?

Yeah.

Good evening.
Reservation for Stockwell.

Thank you.

I'd like to see Mr. Chin,
please.

Hunt Stockwell.
After all these years.

Byron Chin, this is Alice Heath.

Byron runs this establishment...

along with a few of the patrons.

You must be thinking
of someone else.

I follow the law implicitly.

So, what brings you back to
my little club after 20 years?

The food. You know how it is.

Two decades later,
you get hungry again.

Would you mind if we speak
privately for a moment?

Not at all.
Excuse me.

You know I'm looking
for Colonel Smith, right?

How would I know such a thing?

Don't play games with me, Chin.

We caught your goon
and he sang like a bird.

He told us that
you're holding Smith...

and the plutonium.

He did?

I'm certain he was confused.

A pleasure seeing you again,
General.

Is everything all right,
General?

Perfect.

We seem to be pushing
all the right buttons.

Hey, pal.
Where's Stockwell?

He's inside with Alice.

Listen, B.A. and I
will cover the alley.

All right, you stay here,
keep the wheels clean.

Right behind you, Faceman.

General Stockwell, did...

You're not... No.
Never mind. Just never mind.

Yo, yo, yo.

He's not here.

We were ready for this.
Come on.

You got to keep heading
north, B.A.

Make a left at the next corner.

Well, how kind of you
to join us...

General Stockwell.

Seems I found your invitation
irresistible, Lin Wu.

Alice, I hope you know
this means a cut in pay.

You know me?
I'm flattered.

Anyone who's spend any time in this part
of the world, knows the infamous Lin Wu.

Prostitution,
illegal weapons, dope...

if you need it,
Lin Wu can get it for you.

You know, I always suspected...

that you were
Chin's silent partner.

I should hire you
as my press agent.

She offers a better health plan.

You could never tell
by looking at the clients.

- I suppose this is Rajiv.
- Quite correct.

He chose not to
cooperate with us.

This the same treatment
you gave Colonel Smith?

We had a better way of
dealing with Colonel Smith.

More interesting than this?
Take a close look at Rajiv.

You recognize the symptoms?

It's radiation poisoning.

How he dies
is of no concern to us.

How he got it should be.

There's obviously a leak,
in the plutonium casing.

I hate to think
what radiation would do...

to that beautiful face
of yours, Lin Wu.

Probably already exposed.

Now, where's the plutonium?

- What if he's right?
- Let's not waste anymore time.

Why don't you just surrender?

You underestimate us, General.

We've been onto your operation
from the moment you arrived.

We know
about your accomplices...

we know about your man
in the tobacco shop.

We even know
about your pedicab driver.

I wonder when you make
your move, Alice.

- Did I surprise you?
- Hardly.

Matter of fact,
my men are on their way here.

So, you see, your only option
is to do it my way.

I've had enough
of the General's witticism.

k*ll him now.

Any closer, General will die.

You're late, gentlemen.

Well, General, is that an old
trick you learnt in spy school?

That's Preservation 101.
Nice entrance, huh?

Where's Baracus?
Covering perimeters.

I guess you know by now
that Alice is a double agent?

It wasn't on her resume...

but as you can see, I was
prepared for that eventuality.

Are you gonna introduce
us to your friend?

Stop, don't touch him!
It's Rajiv.

The man who stole the plutonium.

He's dying
of radiation poisoning.

There was a leak
in the plutonium canister.

Oh, no.

Oh, great.

I'm gonna die.
I'm gonna die.

For you, no problem.

It has been many years
since your last visit.

I go get your clothes now.

And plenty of sponges.

- Sponges?
- You know, sponges?

Sponges.

Yes.

All right,
take off your clothes.

All right,
let's get to it, gentlemen.

We don't have much time.

What's with the salt?

It's iodized salt.

We use it as a back up to the
radioactive pellets we've already taken.

Since we only had minimal exposure, it's
unlikely that we have radiation poisoning.

The iodine is to protect the
thyroid gland, just in case.

It's like a precaution.

Right, like scrubbing down, burning
your clothes, stuff like that.

You got it.

- How do I look?
- Good. You look good.

Mr. Luk Toy better hurry
back, or Alice is gone.

Not necessarily.
She still thinks we're dead.

Yeah, if she does show up, B.A.'s
in position. He knows what to do.

Ah, Mr. Santana,
you're sponges have arrived.

Oh!

Thank heaven you're here.
I was going to call you.

You wouldn't believe
what happened.

They grabbed us
right out of the club.

They?

Yes.
I don't know who they were.

They left me alone
for a moment. I got away.

I don't know what happened
with poor General Stockwell.

- I'm afraid he's...
- Gone.

But not forgotten.

Why, General, it's a miracle.

Indeed, it is.

Perfect.

Everything is going
as according to plan.

Was an awesome idea, Captain.

Thank you, General. But it's nothing
Hannibal wouldn't have done...

if he'd had the opportunity.

Hopefully, it's convincing
enough for Alice to run to Lin Wu.

Yeah, and to Johnny,
and the plutonium.

B.A., look.

Look at that flower.
It's started.

- What you talking about?
- That flower.

Where I touched it,
it's turned brown.

I k*lled that flower
with radioactivity.

My hair is falling out, I
have started down the long...

last road to
Dante's nuclear fires.

It's plastic, fool.

Then it's worse than I thought.

Hello?

- Hello? Is anybody there?
- Go ahead.

Just like ancient ancestors...

speaking from beyond the grave.

All right, save it for the
tourists, Bobby. What's going on?

I'm at the Imperial Bank
of Hong Kong. She's inside.

All right, stay with her.
We're on our way.

Were you followed?

Of course not. I managed
to take out two of them.

But Stockwell's going
to come after me.

The plutonium is in place, and
ready for shipment to the Libyans.

When they pay us,
we are done with it.

If they pay us.

I thought it was leaking.

They don't know that.
In one hour...

it'll be their problem.

All right, signal me when you locate
Colonel Smith, and I'll activate Phase Two.

Now, how do we know
Johnny's even inside there?

We don't.

We know that Alice is.

We know that Wu is actively
involved in the financial community.

What better place to handle
your investments than the bank?

And hopefully,
those investments...

include Colonel Smith
and the plutonium.

You couldn't arrange
for a floor plan in English?

This is a pretty
complicated setup, you know?

This is no run-of-the-mill
bank security.

Which is another reason to believe
that Wu was involved with this bank.

Every room has it's own
security camera.

The security monitors are located
through this door on the right.

By using the monitors...

you'd be able to cover the entire
bank in a couple of minutes.

On the signal,
you have 10 minutes.

Not a second more.

Be sure to use your time
appropriately.

Ten min...

Ten min...

My watch just stopped.

First it's the plastic leaf,
now it's my watch.

Hello? What's going on
out there?

Now my ears are ringing.

They're playing our song.

It's on you.

He said first door on the right.

Yeah, but did he mean
first door on the right...

or did he mean first door
on the right?

No, he's... I think it was...
There it is right there.

Great.

Have Chang come to me now.

An old man tripped
one of our security beams.

Nonetheless,
we move in 15 minutes.

How are we supposed
to get through this...

You don't suppose... I don't want to...
I don't even want to think about it.

Okay.

I've got to find Hannibal.

And do you see anything,
Sergeant?

Nothing yet.

All right, hold your position,
Lieutenant.

We're gonna need more time.

Yeah.

Stall.

What?

I said stall.

Restroom.

Frankie, you think we're gonna
have to go in for checkups...

and find out whether our nose hairs
are gonna glow in the dark or not?

I wanted to have a family.

You think we can still
have children, Murdock?

I don't think
I know you well enough.

Bingo! I think
we got a winner.

Zoom in on him, Murdock.

Hannibal.

Hannibal.
How's he doing?

- Well, he's alive. He's definitely alive.
- All right.

Come on, let's get him
out of here, pronto.

Oh, I hope this
doesn't mean anything...

but I'm developing
a splitting headache.

Look, he's on some kind of...

Perhaps you would like
a pain reliever.

Anything without aspirin
will be fine.

Chang, will you take these
gentlemen for a ride...

and k*ll them?

Gentlemen, we have a problem.

Stockwell, this is
Empress eight. Do you read?

Empress eight,
are you in position?

Yes, yes. But we got
a loiterer here.

All right, drop him.

We need visual confirmation
on Empress nine and twelve.

They are in distress.

Distress?

We don't make contact
in two minutes...

we bring down the house.

Roger. Two minutes. Out.

Thanks for waiting, pal.

- You didn't like the facilities?
- Yeah. Come on, let's go.

Visual confirmation.
Three escorts, back door.

Condition of operatives?

Bagged.

Move on my signal.

Okay, Stockwell,
they're coming out now.

All right, let's move.

Now I know what a sack lunch feels like.

Hey, General,
what's keeping those fools?

Dr. Stockwell, I assume.

You okay, Hannibal?

Yeah, what took
you guys so long?

Well, you didn't leave a
forwarding address, Hannibal.

Hannibal, down and dirty, man.

Good to have you
back with us, Colonel.

Let's get back
to the matter at hand.

Status of the mission?

Code Red. And according
to your message...

match point is in 22 minutes.

Let's go, B.A.

- The plutonium's at Pier 26.
- Right, Hannibal.

Well, I knew Alice
would try to set me up.

But they moved quicker
than I figured.

Probably followed you
back from the hotel.

I should have picked up on it.

- Sorry, Hannibal.
- Don't worry about it, Bobby.

We couldn't have
done it without you.

You mean the A-Team couldn't
have done it without me?

Primo, man.

Pier 26, Hannibal.

Looks like they're already
loaded up.

Go, B.A.
Right, Hannibal.

Are you out of your mind?

I don't know much about
nuclear materials, General...

but I don't think it would be
healthy if I were to fire right now.

Well now, that would ruin
a perfectly nice day.

You don't possibly think
you can win?

Like you said,
I'm probably already exposed.

I got nothing to lose.

Well, now.

Love it when our plans
comes together.

Well said.

I'm telling you,
according to the tests...

we haven't been exposed to enough
radiation to have any immediate effects.

Well, that's good,
'cause I'm too cute...

to go through life
like a night-light.

What do you mean,
"immediate effects"?

I wouldn't lose
any sleep over it.

Yeah, I don't suppose
you might wanna...

take along a healthy
Chinese kid with you?

Enjoy your freedom
while you can, kid.

I know I would.

Grandfather say,
"Freedom is like hiccup.

"You must lose it
before it is appreciated."

Your grandfather
must be quite a guy.

Don't know.
Never met him.

See, tourists eat this stuff up.

Gentlemen,
you'll be happy to know...

that Sergeant Baracus has
completed his examination...

and he is as unaffected by the
radiation as the rest of us.

So, in the light
of this good news...

we're going home in 12 hours.

I thought we were entitled
to a vacation, General.

Correct. 12 hours worth.

Gentlemen, eyes here.

Now that I've had
an opportunity...

to evaluate your methods
more intimately...

I am anxious to get you back to work.

General, how come
all the sponges?

One of the rewards
of doing it my way.