The A-Team (1983–1987): Season 1, Episode 8 - Holiday in the Hills - full transcript

- I have insurance.
- Not the kind we have, Pop.

- That's my whole week's.
- Interest, brother.

These guys are taking money
from these people...

in exchange for not destroying their
shops or hurting their families.

We did not come here to
drink, Herr Struthers.

What did you come here for?

Garbage. Dirty garbage!

The thing I like about the A-Team is
you get a chance at such diversity.

- Career diversity.
- We're garbagemen, fool!

I'm gonna wipe out this neighbourhood
and flush it down the sewer.

- They play dirty.
- Yeah, but we play dirtier.



Ten years ago, a crack commando unit was
sent to prison by a military 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.

There you go, mister. Better
than if you bought a new pair.

Hey, Nicky, it's getting late.

You better be getting home
before it gets dark, huh?

Yeah, sure, but didn't you want me to help you
bring up some cartons from the storeroom?

Oh, no.

No, not now. Tomorrow, tomorrow.

Go on now. Get. Get out of here.
Go on.

- Hey, kid, are you any good?
- I'm supposed to be getting home.



Come on. Let's see
some service, man.

We told you what would happen
if you call the cops, old man.

- I won't say a word. I promise. I won't say... I won't.
- I know, I know.

Watch what you're doin', punk!

Mr. Laskey!

Mr. Laskey!

Just take it easy, Mr. Laskey.
Take it easy.

- Pardon me, sir, do you
have any metallic...

- objects on your person?
- I'll bet this is a first for you.

We'll miss the flight, B.A.

Good, 'cause I don't
wanna do this anyway.

I'm sorry, Hannibal. I said
I'd try, but I just can't.

Now, you said you'd
give it a shot.

- You'll learn to love flying.
- Soaring among the clouds!

Soaring, soaring, soar...

- Sorry.
- Now, if you weren't gonna go...

Face could've scammed us a jet,
and Murdock could've flown us.

We're saving 2,500 on expenses. Now,
he booked us on a commercial flight...

- because you said you'd fly if it wasn't Murdock at the controls.
- You didn't tell me he said that.

You said you'd fly with another
pilot, but not me? You said that?

- Yeah!
- Wise choice.

- Flight 403 to New York now boarding Gate 12.
- They're boarding.

Here.

- Swallow.
- What are these? I don't take no pills.

Well, they're for air sickness. They're
not prescription. They're off the shelf.

Just a precaution.

You better not be trying
to drug me, Hannibal.

Now, why would I try to drug you
when you've already agreed to fly?

I'm lookin' out for you.

Forget 'em. Get sick.

- No, no! I ain't goin'!
- B.A., don't be that way.

Whole thing will go
by just like that.

- The flight is six hours, man!
- Once you're up there, it's nothing.

It's the take-off
that's the worst part.

That's when the gas starts
pouring over the wings...

- Murdock!
- And the engine starts to spark, and the whole thing could just...

Believe me, we'd
never feel that one.

- B.A.!
- Hannibal, you should've drugged him.

Four, three, two, one.

Air sickness pills.

A good leader prepares
for every contingency.

Uh, excuse me.

Flight 122 from Los Angeles
now arriving Gate 6.

- You okay, B.A.?
- Yeah, I guess so.

Well, they say these
things make you drowsy...

but I told you not to take
two more over Chicago.

- Over Chicago? Where are we?
- ♪ I dig Manhattan The Bronx and Staten, ahh ♪♪

- We're in New York?
- You slept like a baby in his mother's arms.

What you talkin' about? I don't remember gettin'
on no aeroplane or falling asleep either.

Well, no more of these for you.

I suppose you don't remember that sweet
little thing over there either, huh?

If she had given me her number and
said, "Call me," I'd remember.

Her number?

For a guy who doesn't
like to fly...

you sure did it right.

Man, I still don't remember.

Didn't Face say he was
gonna meet us here?

Yeah, that's what he said.

How was the flight?

Good, I guess.

- You driving?
- When in Rome...

Hannibal said we're following the gopher
back to its hole on this operation...

so I figure if you're gonna
tail somebody in New York...

they'll never suspect a taxi.

Well, this is it.

What do you think?

Hi, guys. Welcome to New York.

- Did you have a good trip?
- Not bad.

Guys, I'd like you to
meet Tracy Richter.

Tracy, I'd like you to meet my team.
Hannibal Smith.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Howling Mad Murdock.
- Howdy-doody.

- And B.A. Baracus.
- Hi.

Tracy and her mom have the
bakery across the street.

- Best danish in the city.
- Thanks for coming here to help us.

Man, this place is full of junk.

B.A., I didn't exactly
come here with a bankroll.

I had to lease this store,
and it really set me back.

So I had to scrounge most of this stuff
out of junkyards and secondhand shops.

Hey, man, I was watchin' first.

You're making me
miss the best part.

Oh, man... No, no, this is good too.
Watch this.

B.A., you want to
come back here?

Your friend sure has a
weird sense of humor.

Yes, he has a weird sense of...
something.

Face, we're gonna need
a monitor that works.

Check those out. Maybe
they're a little better.

Face, you got anything for me?

Well, uh...

These things look like junk.

Are these things gonna work?

- Who knows?
- Oh, wonderful.

Best I could do.

I, uh, got it all out of this.

Ever meet any of these guys
waiting for the world to end?

- Yeah.
- Weird. Anyway, it's all I could get, which wasn't easy.

Most of the other buyers were plainclothes
cops snapping pictures and taking down names.

They better work.

Better start laying the
cable, B.A., for the camera.

And we have to find another
location for the monitoring.

We own a bakery shop
across the street.

I'm sure you could use that if you could convince
my mother and the others to still hire you.

Still hire us?

Yeah. Amy explained it all when
she called you yesterday, right?

- Right?
- No. I didn't get a chance to call.

- Didn't get a chance to call?
- All right. I just didn't call.

One of the store
owners, Mr. Laskey...

got beat up yesterday, just
before Face and I arrived.

He's in the hospital
and hurt pretty badly.

So the other store owners are scared and
having second thoughts about hiring us.

Hey, man, if they decided this
yesterday, maybe I didn't have to fly.

Even though flying's
not that bad.

Look, these guys are taking
money from these people...

in exchange for not destroying their
shops or hurting their families.

- They need help, Hannibal.
- Yeah, it's the old protection racket.

They're taking so much
money from us now...

I don't think we can afford to
keep the store open another month.

These people are frightened. Someone
has to do something for them.

They beat up Mr. Laskey, and
they broke Mr. Daniels' fingers.

I don't care if you came all
the way from Los Angeles.

You should go home, Mr. Smith!

We have here already
enough trouble.

Why would we want to making
more trouble for ourselves?

Bernie, they busted
up my place twice...

and they've taken my
money for months.

Now, yesterday, they took my display case
and threw it right out of the window.

And when I told I 'em I wasn't gonna
take it any more, that felt great!

Yeah, and then they broke
your fingers, huh?

And the next time they
may break your neck.

Next time it won't be anything,
if we go to work, Mr. Shatzman.

Hey, little brother,
where you goin'?

Who hit you?

That creep, Digger, when I
got some polish on his sock.

He went nuts. Threw my shoeshine
box out into the street.

Busted it up good. He didn't
even pay me for the shine.

You see? You see?
Even the young boy.

That's how these monsters treat people.
You want us to fight them?

Huh? We don't even know who they are,
who sends them, where they come from.

Mr. Smith, when Stan went to L.A.
to find you...

your contact quoted a
very expensive price.

Well, anything is worth it
to get rid of these leeches.

But we haven't got anything
left to pay you with.

What you say, little man?

I busted my buns saving
up for that shoe box.

Took me a month.

This is all I got left. Every cent.
But I want to chip in to help.

$3.68.

That just about covers our fee.

And if you fail, then
things will be worse.

They won't fail. I've
seen what they can do.

- They won't.
- Then it's all agreed?

- All right?
- Ja, ja.

Tomorrow's the grand opening.

It's them, Amy. The
grocery store.

If it starts to look bad, let
me know, and I'll be in there.

- Hey, wait a minute, that's my whole week's.
- Interest, brother, interest.

When you pull Scully and me down here
to remind you that you're overdue...

then we have to charge you
for personalized service.

Next time, keep
your own calendar.

- Ow!
- It's cheaper all around.

B.A., they're heading
towards Hannibal's shop.

- Fresh coffee. Sweet and light.
- Thanks.

You know, I think we were getting a better picture
on this yesterday before B.A. messed with it.

- Isn't he just wonderful?
- Wonderful.

Face, Murdock, they're heading
towards Hannibal's shop.

Good day. Good day.

We're looking for the man
who owns this joint.

Ja. That is me.

Ah, may I be of
assistance, please?

You got to be kidding! This
blind dude fixing TVs?

Oh, my nephew helps with that.

He is not here today, but you can leave with
me your television and tell me your problem.

We don't have any problems.
We're insurance salesmen.

Insurance? Oh, thank
you, I have insurance.

Not the kind we have, Pop.

- What was that?
- Oh, that's my buddy knockin' over some of your goodies.

I hope he isn't hurt.

- What's going on here?
- Here's what I'm talkin' about.

Lord knows what can happen
to somebody like you...

who ain't got the right
kind of insurance.

Now, we got great monthly rates.

Check it out with your
friends on the street.

I never heard of such a thing.

I come here to work,
to do business.

Look, we got a special
introductory rate.

One grand down and you
get the last month free.

I... I wasn't here last month.

That's it!

Houston, we got a problem. So
much for videotape on these guys.

- What are you doing?
- We can't leave Hannibal with no contact.

There's only 110 bucks here.

Less than our usual down payment,
but we take installments.

We'll be back for the
other 800 in two days.

- Two days?
- And so you won't forget...

Scully's gonna mark
your calendar for you.

One, two!

Boy, I'll never know why they
call these things portable.

They're so doggone heavy.

Yeah, uh, give me a hand with this.
It's...

What's the point of surveillance?
What's the point of protection?

- What happened?
- A cracked rib.

Good Lord. I don't understand.

I thought you were supposed to
be able to handle yourselves.

I think I did very well,
considering the circumstances.

Oh, you could've handled
those bags of gristle.

They were just hired
muscle, Murdock.

I had to let 'em go so B.A. could
follow them back to their home base.

I suppose a doctor's
out of the question.

I'm fine.

I love it when a
plan comes together.

They stopped off and rousted storekeepers
in three other neighborhoods.

We movin' uptown now,
passin' 86th Street.

Charlie, you keep saying
we're going, but we don't.

I want to show you that dress they have
before they sell it to somebody else.

But it's this, then it's that,
then it's just a sec...

Give me a second, baby.
I've got business, here.

Oh. Now we're really
not going anywhere.

Made the run down on the East Side.
No problem.

There's a new fish opened up a
shop down on Delancey Street.

- Blind dude.
- Was he civic-minded enough...

to join the neighbourhood
community chest?

Oh, yes. We're gonna get back to him in a
couple of days and get another contribution.

Charlie, you promised.

Oh, give it a rest, would you, baby?
Go to the powder room...

find a run in your stocking
or something, huh?

Let me check this out here.

Hold it right there, buddy.
We don't open till 4:00.

Say, Jack, I'm a cab driver.
I come in to pick up a fare.

Say, you need a lift?

Uh, look, Charlie, if you're gonna
be busy, I can go shopping alone.

You're not goin'
anywhere, sweetheart.

Nobody called for any
cab, so beat it.

Hey, what are you, uh...

- What are you smiling at?
- Nothing. It's a crime to smile?

Unless I say otherwise.

The Sugar Hill nightclub
on 89th Street.

Okay, B.A., bring it on back.

The Sugar Hill Club belongs to
one Charles F. Struthers...

otherwise known as
East-Side Charlie.

I ran the plates on the car, and
they are registered to the club.

I also had a friend of mine
at the New York Times...

put Struthers through
the police computer.

He was arrested several times
when he was younger...

but just some minor offenses... breaking
a couple of windows, joyriding.

But later on, he was associated with
a number of underworld figures...

and it's believed that
he's a major operator...

on running numbers, loan
sharking and extortion.

But he knows how to keep
his own hands clean...

so no convictions, no arrests.

Sounds like a hell of a guy.

Man, I want to go up there,
grab this dude by his heels...

turn him upside down...

and shake all the money out of his
pockets that he owe these people.

Now what fun is there in that?

I think we ought to give Mr. Struthers
a whiff of his own cologne.

Hannibal, this sounds
like one of those plans.

And whenever we use
one of those plans...

somebody always gets mad at us.

- Yeah.
- What kind of tricks you up to now?

I think I hear one
of them coming now.

Take a look.

Ah. Surprise!

- A garbage truck?
- It sure is.

How are you gonna get our money
back with a garbage truck?

Wait and see, Nicky.
Wait and see.

It's nice, Face, nice.

- It's empty.
- You told me you wanted a garbage truck.

Do you know what I went through
to get this garbage truck?

I didn't say I wanted it empty.
Now, what good is it empty?

- How am I supposed to know that?
- Face, I need garbage.

And I don't just
mean any garbage.

Ah! You need a specific
kind of garbage.

When I say garbage, I mean garbage.
Dirty garbage!

Most garbage is dirty, Hannibal.
That's why they call it garbage.

Oh, he means real garbage.

Only a sucker like you
would understand garbage.

Garbage. First I got
to take the cab back.

- Why?
- For the night shift. How do you think I got it?

I had to dummy a hack
licence to take a job.

Hannibal, you want all these things...
a taxicab, garbage truck, TV store.

You know, I don't keep all this stuff in
a coffee can in my backyard, you know.

Just... Just take it easy,
Face, take it easy.

B.A. and I will take care
of the garbage detail...

'cause I know exactly
what Hannibal wants.

First, we gonna hit the
industrial areas...

and then we gonna
hit restaurant row.

They got great garbage!

I shall return.

Garbage, ho!

Ho!

Ho!

Bogey on the right!
Bogey on the right!

- We are in target range of some hellacious garbage, man.
- Shut up, Murdock!

Mmm! Yes, indeedy.

The thing I like about the A-Team is
you get a chance at such diversity.

- Career diversity.
- We're garbagemen, fool!

Ooh la la! It's just
like Mama used to make!

B.A.!

This is garbage. Smell this.

An ambrosial delight for
the olfactory system.

Yeah, man, that was
the best load yet.

Wait. Wait a minute.

The nose knows.

Hang a right. We got
another one comin' up.

Man, how do you put
up with yourself?

It's difficult at times.

Turn right! Turn right!

- Gentlemen, there'll be no tables available until tonight.
- We would like to see Herr Struthers.

We fix his TVs.

It's the blind guy from
the TV shop on Delancey.

I wonder how he found us.

Uh, Herr Struthers?

I believe we have some
business to attend.

Hey, Pops, would you leave
Mr. Struthers alone, okay?

Oh, uh, well, my nephew and I...

we would like to have
you have your men...

not coming down to
Delancey Street...

and extorting money from
all of us shopkeepers.

I'm supposed to know what
you're talkin' about?

He doesn't know what you're
talking about, Uncle.

Oh, I'll explain. Your
men, they come down...

and they threaten to hurt and kill
my friends if they don't pay.

Digger, look, would
you do me a favor?

Give this gentleman and his nephew a drink
and put 'em at one of those tables.

We did not come here to
drink, Herr Struthers.

- What did you come here for?
- Well, uh, all together...

including monies
unjustly appropriated...

interest, damages,
incidentals...

oh, and a minor fee for
our collection service...

$166, 200.

- Ja.
- Yeah.

- That's rounded off to the nearest hundred.
- Ja.

Oh, you think my guys and I have been
taking money from some fruit peddlers...

and you expect that I
should pay it back.

Ja, if you would be so kind.

Well, I want to tell you, I...

I don't carry that kind of money with me.
And even if I had, I wouldn't...

I wouldn't be able to pay it back
to you this particular moment.

Don't take my
proposal too lightly.

- Listen, what did you want?
- 166,200 bucks.

Now that I got your attention...

I'll lay it out for you.

You get one more trip downtown.
One!

And that's to pay back all the money
you took from those people...

on Delancey, Houston
and Bleeker Streets.

Just so you don't
forget the figure.

Delancey. Noon tomorrow.

We'll have the soup line.
You bring the bread.

You got any idea when garbage
day is around here, Struthers?

Oh, come on, fella,
don't be like that.

When's trash pickup around here?

Uh, tomorrow.

Tomorrow, you and I
have an appointment.

Just so you don't forget...

I thought we'd mark
your calendar for you.

- You're nuts, man!
- I am the one who's nuts, man.

Right over here.

Drinks are on the house!

Th-Th-That's all, folks.

Get those suckers! The guys
who get them stay alive!

- I want those guys!
- We'll get 'em, Charlie. Just take it light.

Take it light. Take it light!

They come up here and make a fool
out of me in my own place...

and you're tellin'
me to take it light!

So far it looks like about
20 G's in damage, Charlie.

A bunch of peddlers hired
gunslingers to do this to me.

It had to be a set-up. Those guys
couldn't be TV store owners.

No kiddin'.

Look, I want the whole street.
Get Floyd and get Ripper.

We're gonna go up there...

early in the morning
when they open shop.

We're gonna have
us a block party.

Okay, Face, it's hooked up.
String the wire.

Looks like we are
preparing for war.

Could be we are.

Tell me something.

You are not really sure that you
can get him to pay us back...

which means that, uh...

you are not sure that
you will be paid.

So tell me, why are
you doing this?

Anyone can spend their
afternoons playing golf.

But don't you think
this is more fun?

I got 'em coming out.

And they don't look like they woke up
on the right side of the bed, fellas.

Stay with 'em, kid. Let me know
if they pick up reinforcements.

Auf Wiedersehen.

149th, and move it.

- Sorry. I'm not on duty.
- You are now.

I'm late and I got to get where I'm
goin' and you're gonna take me there.

I can't. If you want to report
me to the hack commission...

- Hit it, Jack, before I come up there and hit your face.
- Oh, great.

I want everybody to get up in their
rooms and keep your heads down.

You'll be safe there.
Right away.

You're supposed to go to 149th!
That's right!

And I told you I'm off duty.
Now, come on, give me a break.

- I'll break your face, man! How about that?
- Not the face.

Hey, I told you... 149th.

What the heck is that, huh?

Safety locks. They can only be
opened and closed by the driver...

to protect people like
me from people like you.

I get out of here,
you're dead meat, man!

You hear that? Dead meat!

And people say cabbies are rude.

Uh, Hannibal, I got
'em coming east on...

- Dead, man! You're dead!
- Hey, hey! I'm tryin' to have a conversation up here.

What was that?

Oh, it's nothin'.

Struthers's coming
east on Sixth.

If he was picking up backup,
he'd have done it by now.

Well, it's showtime, kid. Get
back here on the double.

Uh, yeah, right.
Firing retrorockets.

That's the cab that was
following us all day.

Okay, call in the boys.

Hey! Hey, unlock this damn thing!
Let me out of here!

Believe me, you'll be safer in there.
And I'd stay down if I were you.

Hey!

Okay, you send a few
bozos to my club...

you dump garbage in my place...

and you think
that's a big laugh!

Well, now I'm gonna show
you what a real mess is.

I'm gonna make you pay!

I'm gonna take this
out on your hide!

Face, we got a couple uninvited guests,
and they brought party favors.

I thought you said there
was only one car.

Even when they play
dirty, they play dirty.

Yeah, but we play dirtier.

What's the matter, your watch stop?
You're early.

You got a lot of wise lip
responses, don't ya?

I hope everybody on this street knows I'm gonna wipe
out this neighborhood and flush it down the sewer.

- What's your wise lip response to that?
- $166,200.

That will buy you a
safe trip out of here.

Well, buy this.

You're really a jamoke.

Okay, do it.

Bombs away!

Throw out your guns!

Bull's-eye!

Uh... Ow!

Yeah! Whoo!

Murdock!

I guess I bobbed when
I should've weaved.

Drop it.

Okay. Across the
street in the cab.

Move!

Come on, man! Come on,
come on, come on!

Next time, pick on
somebody your own size!

Don't ask.

Where are we, uh, going?

Uptown. To your office
to look in the safe.

$166,200, remember?

Hannibal, I know you love it
when a plan comes together.

We better get going. Sooner or later,
Struthers is gonna convince the cops...

it wasn't a bunch of
storekeepers who wrapped him up.

Too bad you have to go.

Well, uh, actually, I
usually stay behind.

You know, handle any
cleanup necessary.

Return the taxi, garbage truck,
uh, any other loose ends.

So I'll probably be here at
least another couple days.

That's great! I'm stayin' too.

Tracy's gonna show me all
around New York. Look.

She's gonna show
me Central Park...

the Statue of Liberty and
the Empire State Building.

You know, where that
big hairy ape got...

I, uh, think I'll pass.

That puts us back on
a commercial flight.

- That good with you, B.A.?
- No, it ain't!

I called that stewardess. It was
a recording for Dial-A-Joke.

You called that number?
That isn't fair.

You're right, and we're
gonna talk about this, man.

Hey, later, B.A. We're
gonna miss visiting hours.

You lucky we're goin' to the
hospital to visit Mr. Laskey...

- and tell him how Nicky helped get his money back.
- Looks like it's you and me, kid.

Sorry. I got an appointment too. You
know that friend of mine at the Times?

He's an old boyfriend I haven't
seen for a few years...

and some of that magic
may still be happening.

How about a ride to
the airport, Face?

Oh, sorry, Hannibal, but I gotta
get this back for the night shift.

- You can drop me off at the Times.
- Maybe you can drop us off at the hospital.

Whoa! I'd like to give all you guys a
lift, but I'm gonna have hell to pay.

You know, I've been pushin'
this hack for two days...

without puttin' up much
on the meter, so, uh...

Well, I'm already scheduled for a real
chewin' out from that dispatcher...

when I clock out tonight.

Gettin' friendly with the
rest of the cabbies, Face?

Well, they've been kind of short of drivers,
so she's been helpin' out behind the wheel.

That's the dispatcher.