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I know how hard it is for you
guys to stay out of trouble.

I don't start no trouble.

I'm in town for a
friend's funeral.

- Friends of Ray's?
- Yeah, we were in Vietnam together.

No one's allowed to
go to that funeral.

Is there any particular reason?

'Cause I say so.

Burying detail...

fire!

Fire!

Let go!

They can take anything
they want from anyone.

I mean, who's gonna
stand up to 'em?

Hang on, brother!

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.

I'm telling you, Hannibal, at that last gas station
there was a guy writing down our licence plate number.

Murdock, relax. You're
gettin' fidgety.

This is Unit 24. Just spotted
suspects' van going east.

Suspects have spotted me.
Am in pursuit.

Attention all units.

Suspects have been seen on Highway 15
heading east in a black van with red trim.

Mobilize all local,
county and state units.

Advise caution.

This is Hamilton County sheriff. We
are in pursuit to the county line.

We read you, Hamilton County.
We"ll take it from there.

Step on it, B.A. The local heat's closing
in. Head for the construction site.

Xray 1 is out of the chase.

B.A., will you make up your mind?
Which way you goin'?

Shut up, you crazy fool.

All units stand by.

No offence, Colonel, but
wasn't that a little risky?

Maybe. But we can't be
late for Ray's funeral.

He was too good a friend.

Keep your eyes wide, guys. We
still got a long way to go.

Come on. Lynch has almost
caught us twice already.

Once in Arizona...

- And then again driving through Texas.
- That wasn't even close in Texas.

The point is he has an idea which
direction we're travelling.

Now, since we don't want to be
chased out of Barlow Creek...

at least for a couple of days...

I think maybe we should try
and be extra cautious.

I know how hard it is for you
guys to stay out of trouble.

Trouble? I don't
start no trouble.

- I mind my own business.
- Going up to a traffic cop...

who is writing out a ticket for your van and
eating the citation right in front of his face...

absolutely falls under
starting trouble.

Well, you gotta admit... the look
on that cop's face was worth it.

All right, all right. We all agree
not to eat any more parking tickets.

All this talk about food
has made me hungry.

Murdock, we were talking about
eating parking tickets.

Well, to a human garbage
disposal anything's appetizing.

- Uh, uh, B.A.?
- Let him go, man.

- Gotta get some gas.
- Yeah, we've gotta get directions to the cemetery too.

We'll meet you back here.

I'm really not very hungry.
Funerals tend to ruin my appetite.

I'll be with you in a minute. Just
go ahead and, uh, sit anywhere.

- We've got some terrific specials today.
- Sounds great.

- I haven't told you what they were.
- Ah, you don't have to.

- Looks like he got his appetite back, huh?
- In full force.

Yeah, I... I started
to feel a little weak.

Well, that's a pretty wild-looking
truck you got there, mister.

You sure ain't from around
here, are you, huh?

No, you sure ain't
from around here.

No, you ain't from around here.
No, you ain't from around here.

Well, do you have a
cemetery around here?

A cemetery? Hey, have
we got a cemetery.

The fact is people's
dyin' to get in there.

You get it? You see, "dying"?

You know, dyin' to get in.

I'll bet Johnny Carson's holding his breath
waiting for you to drop out of the sky...

but could you tell us where the
cemetery is so we won't be late?

Late? For what? Ain't no one being buried
out there today exceptin' Ray Brenner...

and no one's allowed
to go to that funeral.

Why is no one allowed, Harold?

'Cause the Watkins said so.

- Who?
- Oh, you surely are from way off.

The Watkins. Me and Deke
and Logan and C.W.

We all says you can't
go to the cemetery.

Ray Brenner's funeral is
exactly where we're going.

We can discuss this at greater
depth when I get back.

Then, I'm not gonna... I'm not gonna fill you
up to go out... Do you know what you're doin'?

You know what Logan's gonna do when
he finds out about this? He's...

Do ya? Huh?

- He's gonna make you pay.
- Well, that's good.

Because when it comes to paying up,
I've got a great line of credit.

What was all that about? That
guy's crazier than Murdock.

Beats me, B.A.

This is the last piece. I
hope it's still fresh.

I'm gonna be making up a new batch this evening,
so maybe if you're gonna be around later...

I'll definitely be around. I'm
in town for a friend's funeral.

Oh, you're friends of Ray's?

Yeah, we were in
Vietnam together.

- Well, tell Trish that I'm sorry. Dad and I won't be coming.
- You know the Brenners well?

- Yeah.
- I'm doing an article on how small American towns honor their war heroes.

Lianne, got people's
food getting cold.

Okay, Dad.

Oh, Lianne.

Hey, uh, you're
sittin' in my stool.

Are you kidding?

No, that's... that's my stool.
I sit there all the time.

Oh, yeah?

- Remember Ray's funeral.
- Yeah, but, uh...

But what? But what, pally? Huh?

Oh, not you, gorgeous.
Gorgeous, sit down.

You know, you're so flattering,
I almost can't stand it.

You're kind of cute yourself.

How's the, uh, soup, C.W.?

Oh, it needed a little salt.

- How much do we owe you?
- You don't owe nothin'. You didn't eat nothin'.

Why don't you have a little pie?

Lianne here makes some of
the best pie in the county.

- We're all out of pie, Deke.
- You're out of pie today?

Hey, have some of mine. Come on.

- That does it.
- Oh, yeah? What, you got a problem?

- Yeah, a medium-sized one.
- Oh, yeah?

- Okay, let's go, guys.
- Come here. I didn't... Ow!

So you got a little
problem here, huh?

There's no problem...
no problem at all.

Ah, keep your
stinkin' pie anyway.

We don't want any trouble, so unless you want me to
call the cops, you and your friends will get out.

- What are you talking to us for?
- What'd we do?

Look, uh, I don't want trouble, okay?
Uh, no trouble. So, go.

- Please go.
- I don't understand any of this.

- What are you kicking us out for?
- You going to Ray's funeral?

That's right.

Would you tell Trish I'm sorry?
I'm real sorry.

- Why don't you tell her yourself?
- No.

No, I can't. Uh,
they'll be watching.

The Watkins?

It's about time that somebody does
somethin' about those mangy animals.

Who? That rum-soaked
excuse for the law?

The story I sold my editor on doesn't exactly
look like it's going to come together.

What in the world
is going on here?

I don't know, but if you want to avoid trouble,
I don't think this is the town to do it in.

We are not here to pay our
respects to just a man...

but to spend one last
moment with a friend...

a friend who... who had
something special.

Someone who brought something
to everyone who knew him.

Raymond Brenner rose up to take a stand
for what he knew was right and just.

He wore courage and kindness
like a badge of honor.

Raymond may have moved on, and his wife,
Trish, and his friends will miss him dearly...

but the joy of his memories will live
with us for the rest of our lives.

Burying detail, attention, hut.

Three steps forward. Ho!

Forward, arms!

Take aim. Burying detail...

fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Order, arms!

The first time I tagged
up with Ray Brenner...

he couldn't have been more than two
weeks out of Special Forces training.

The unit was on a search-and-destroy detail, had
to blow up one of Charlie's supply bridges.

It got real hot...

but Ray stood up like a
guy born to do just that.

One time, Charlie had the
company pinned down.

It was my first firefight, and there
was crying and screaming everywhere.

When I bailed out of the jeep
and hit the dirt...

I lost my helmet.

Ray gave me his.

One night I was walking point
and took a round in my leg.

"I was bleedin' bad... real bad.

Then this white dude come up to me
and dragged me over to the medevac.

Ray Brenner had a heart
like I never seen.

There's a difference
between being brave...

and just crazy.

Ray Brenner was just brave.

He vectored me in through
a hornet's nest...

about a day from Da Nang...

and we pulled some
grunts out of trouble.

My bird was the only
one left in the sky.

Knowing your trouble with the law and
all, I still knew you'd be here.

I knew if you got my message in time,
you'd all be here. Thank you for comin'.

We had to come, Trish.

Well, do you have to be going back? I'd
love for you to come by and see the place.

- We have plenty of time.
- Good.

Can I have a moment
alone, please?

Of course.

I'll wait by the pickup
and ride back with you.

Thank you.

It's been a long time.

Yeah.

Yeah.

He was a good man.

Not much of a turnout for someone who
was born and raised in this burg.

Maybe Trish can explain it.

I'm telling you, Hannibal, that guy
was reading our license plate.

Well, put a hat on it, huh?

B.A., check your mirror. Looks like
someone's knocking on the back door.

Hang on, brother!

Huh!

- Get off, Face. You're crushing my...
- What?

Hannibal. Guys, are you okay?

Yeah, we're just in here
staying out of trouble.

There it is.

Easy, B.A.

I'm gonna get them guys. I'm gonna
make 'em pay for messing up my ride.

Then you'll pay for 30
years in a federal prison.

You do remember Lynch?

- I'll go talk to the sheriff.
- The sheriff?

- Since when have we gone to the law for help?
- First time for everything.

I'm gonna need that tow truck
to get my van out of the ditch.

- Those guys broke my rear axle.
- Well, that's fitting, isn't it?

The Watkins Brothers own the only service station in this
county. They don't let anyone else in their territory.

All I'm gonna do is ask the sheriff
to send somebody in from Tustin.

You guys will wait right here.

No trouble, right?

Promise you'll wait.

Promise.

Oh, I knew I forgot something!

Murdock, you comin'?
- But I did promise.

What's a little white lie?

Look, I can't go arrest
people without proof.

I'm just tryin' to sort out what
you're givin' me. That's all.

So why don't you just drive on out to the cemetery
and look at the van with its side bashed in?

- Comin' out of the cemetery, huh?
- You know what happened, Jeff.

It sounds to me like you don't
want to do anything at all.

Look, Trish. You're not gonna go swearing
out complaints against the Watkins...

not if you intend to
stay around here.

Listen, Jeff. Listen to me. These men
who were run off were friends of Ray's.

They went overseas together.
Do you understand me?

- Yeah.
- They'll handle this the same way Ray would have.

Do you want that to happen again?
Do ya?

Lord's sake, Jeff, they were just
comin' to my husband's funeral.

Believe me, they're not
looking for trouble.

Ow!

What are you, crazy?
What do you guys want?

Your tow truck drove
my van off the road.

- I want to know who was driving it.
- Is it clear now?

It's not me. Not me. See, Logan,
he won't let me take the trucks.

- Where are the rest of the Brothers Grimm?
- Logan!

Hey, Logan!

- Where do you put the saddle?
- Long way from an army base, aren't ya?

These here are friends
of Ray Brenner's.

- Why'd you run our van off the road?
- You know what they're talkin' about, Harold?

- How about you, Curly?
- They keep gettin' bigger.

Now, I told 'em how dangerous it
was going on up the cemetery...

but they all had to learn just
for themselves, didn't ya?

Is there any particular reason that nobody
was supposed to go to Ray's funeral?

'Cause I say so. That's
reason enough around here.

Hey, we have gasoline here.
Sign says no smokin'.

Sorry.

- Are you nuts?
- Man said he didn't want me to smoke.

What do you think you're doin'?

What about my van?

You can file a complaint
with the sheriff.

- That's what most people do.
- We're not most people.

Uh...

what the...

What's goin' on
around here, Logan?

Seems these fellas here have the idea we know
something about a van they were driving.

Yeah. It was black, tinted windows,
red detailing on the side.

Just like that one right there.

Hey, man, this is my van!
Where's my wheels?

Beats me. Say, Sheriff.

How you doin', sweet cheeks?

Sheriff, why don't you ask them
what they're doing with the van?

Well, we're towin' it in. Found it
off the road up at Cutter's Way.

- You gotta be careful up there. They
got some dangerous curves. - Uh-huh.

- So we heard.
- Aw, yeah, baby.

Yeah, baby. B.A., it's her.
She recognizes me.

- They stole my radio! That's
the way we found it, man.

We don't have much vandalism around
these parts, but up at Cutter's Way.

Hey, man. You better fix my van.

We'd be more than happy
to do something about it.

We can find a couple of tires for
the thing, maybe find a radio.

Unless you're looking for trouble from
the law, you better keep real calm.

They 're not lookin' for trouble, Sheriff.
They just came here to spend the day with me.

From what I can see, I'd say these fellas got
every right to charge you for fixing your van.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Now that'll be 50 bucks
for the service charge...

and 25 bucks a mile for the tow.

Just get it fixed.

We'll do our best.

That van better be in primo
condition when we go back.

I cannot believe that even the
sheriff is afraid of those creeps.

Oh, poor Jeff. He was only a deputy
when the last sheriff disappeared.

- Disappeared?
- Yeah, he was in the woods up north and just never got back.

Word was he may have gotten hurt and couldn't call for
help, but he was on his way to talk to the Watkins.

Of course, Logan and his
brothers say he never got there.

How can an entire town let them get
away with something like that?

Because we know they're crazy. You
don't dare look at 'em wrong.

You can't even charge 'em when they come in your
store. They can take anything they want from anyone.

- I mean, who's gonna stand up to 'em?
- I'll bet Ray did.

Right. And now he's dead.

When he saw what the Watkins
were doing, it drove him crazy.

When he tried to say something, no one would back
him up. He couldn't be one man against five.

"I kept tellin' him that. So he
tried to look the other way.

Then one day he heard...

that while I was in town Deke had grabbed
me while I was in the grocery store.

Ray went berserk. He
followed him into town.

Those bullet holes in
the gas station wall.

Yeah, he shot up the station.
Then there was a fight.

He hurt him pretty bad.

The accident was the next day...
hit-and-run, no witnesses.

Tsk. Oh, Lord.

Take it easy, Trish.

Trish, I'd like to
borrow your pickup.

Not unless you're gonna use it to get out
of Barlow. What happened to Ray is enough.

Sure is. Ray was one of the only men
who stuck by us during the trial.

He was a friend, and friends
always do for one another.

Just because he's gone, that
don't mean we don't owe him.

- What are you gonna do?
- Well, pick up B.A.'s van.

We gave 'em two hours.

I figure their time's about up.

- I'm here for my van.
- Yeah, well, Logan ain't here right now.

Yeah, well, where is he?

We said two hours.
It's been two hours.

Logan don't go letting people tell
him what he should and shouldn't do.

- Maybe that's Logan's problem.
- Look, you just don't want to understand.

You don't go messing
with no Watkins.

Around here it's Watkins' law.
"Yes, sir."

Go ask your widow friend.
She'll tell ya.

She already did.

Hannibal.

Yeah, well, let me tell you, if you come
looking to get your butts handed to you...

you've come to the right place.

Hannibal, allow me and Murdock.

Follow the yellow brick road.

Lianne.

- What are you gonna do, old man?
- Dad, it's okay. I'm fine.

Yeah, what's your problem, pal?

Look, leave him alone, okay? That
man's just eatin'. Let him finish.

Yeah, well, he's finished.
Beat it.

Hey. Relax.

Lianne, I'll be back tonight.

Don't be expecting pretty boy. You see,
I got him out looking for some wheels.

Well, well, well, well, well.

- How's it goin', Deke?
- Oh, great.

- I asked you fellas not to come back here.
- I just stopped by to remind Lianne about our date tonight.

And I still want to try that delicious
pie I've heard so much about.

These guys just don't
get the message.

Oh, we get the message, all right.
Don't we get the message, Murdock?

- I told you. It needed
a little more salt.

That'll take care
of any damages.

I'll see you tonight.

- We do good work.
- We certainly do.

Go see about my van.

We get 65 a mile and a
hundred bucks service.

Hey. Hey.

Hey!

- What do you want?
- I want that.

You better know I
called Curly and Logan.

- I called 'em. They're comin' on ove...
- Shut up!

- They're comin' over here.
- Bring 'em over here.

Now, where's our stuff?

Now, have you had your
10,000-mile checkup?

No, they're in there!
They're in there!

Well, well, well.

Just like Christmas.

Okay, you guys stripped 'em.
Put 'em back on.

Move it!

Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby.

See, I told you
we'd come back.

Hannibal. Guess what's missing.

Looking for these?

On your feet!

- Now it looks a whole lot better, don't it?
- Well, it surely does!

It surely does!

Keep your heads down.

Get up.

- You guys come back into
our town and you're dead.

Let's go, C.W.

By the way, Deke and Harold are
gonna take care of your girlfriend.

- It's those maniacs.
- Amy, what are we gonna do?

Anything we can to keep those creeps
from getting their hands on us.

- Why don't I pay more attention when the guys do this?
- Here. Let me.

- Oh, it's empty.
- Do you have any bullets?

- Ray must have... someplace.
- Okay, go get 'em and check every window, Trish.

Got it.

I'm here, darlin'!

Your first prize!

I'm all yours, sweetie!

Hey, now.

Come on. Open up.

Now your boyfriends
have gone and run off.

So it's just us, darlin'.
Just the two of us!

Hey!

- Open up!
- I'm gonna go check out the side.

Come on!

The next one ain't gonna get by.

Darlin'! Open up!

- Get outta here!
- Open this stinkin' door!

Deke! Deke! She
burned out my eyes!

- Kill her!
- I wanna get out of here!

No way!

People are gonna take advantage if you don't
stand up for what you think is right.

- It doesn't pay to sit back...
- What is this?

- Whoa. Hey. Whoa.
- This is a beautiful automobile.

- Please, sir. We need your car.
- I'm awfully sorry, ma'am. We have to take your car.

Here's $450. We'll take
real good care of it.

- Arnold, say something.
- We'll bring it back as good as new.

- Well, how long you gonna keep it?
- We'll send a cab for you right away.

- Where are they going?
- I don't know.

Don't worry.

Amy, hold these.

Come on, baby! Open up!

Open up the door, baby!

- I've got a gun!
- Open up.

Whoo! It's party time, girls! Let us in.
- Get under that desk.

I'm warning you! I've got a gun!

- You hear that, Deke? She's got a gun.
- Bull!

Oh! This chick is nuts!

It's empty!

Here comes their crazy friends.

Well, it's time to leave.

Come on.

- I'm gonna fire.
- Amy, you all right?

- It's them.
- Face?

Oh, guys.

- You got any more ammo?
- It's all over the place.

Empty. Trish, does that
tractor out in the yard work?

- I think so.
- I'll check it out.

- Are you gonna go after 'em?
- We tried staying out of trouble. It didn't seem to work for us.

Listen, Amy, there's a car outside.
Take it to a nice, little old couple...

- who should be waiting for you on Route 4, near
the Barlow turn-off. - Trish, where's the rest?

- The rest?
- Yeah. Ray always kept weapons.

And those bullet holes in that gas
station came from automatic fire.

In the bedroom closet. The
keys are on the dresser.

- They probably just come back for the girl.
- Let's take a ride out there and see.

Hey, dirtballs!

Yo, Curly, C.W., the guns.

Well, you boys got an awful
lot of stupid in ya.

I got a thing about
living with cockroaches.

My friends and I are gonna
do some exterminating.

You should have left town
while you had the chance.

That was our next line. Especially since you guys
aren't gonna have anyplace to hang out any more.

We're the neighbourhood
beautification committee.

- We clean up neighbourhoods.
- What are you talking about?

You forgot to check the oil.

Harold, get back here! Harold?

Drop 'em, or I'll
cut ya in half!

I need some volunteer deputies.

Get over here.
Sheriff, deputize 'em.

Uh, you guys are
hereby deputized.

Good.

And here's some dried blood...

scraped off of the front
bumper of their tow truck.

Have it analysed. I'm sure
it'll be Ray Brenner's type.

- Yeah.
- Put 'em away.

Okay, let's take 'em in, boys.

Hey.

Oh, come on, B.A.
It's not so bad.

You had to rotate
these tires anyway.

Hey, man, why you always trying your crazy logic
on me when bad things keep happening to us?

Every cloud has a silver lining.

- When the going gets tough, the tough get going.
- Shut up, Murdock! Shut up!

♪ If you want to
dance to the music ♪

♪ You got to pay the piper ♪♪

How do you like this one?
Dead men tell no tales.

Oh, yeah. I'm gonna
go talk to Hannibal.

You know, Hannibal, I think you made a mistake.
You should have sprayed those guys purple.

You know, Billy always turns
purple just before he gets mad.

You should have sprayed 'em
yellow because they're cowards.

Considering where they're going, I
think stripes would be appropriate.

You gotta admit, fellas.
They do stand out.

Now, Trish, you sure
you're gonna be all right?

This is a pretty big
place for a woman alone.

I'm gonna be fine. I can
afford to hire somebody.

With the Watkins Brothers behind bars, maybe I can
make this the kind of farm Ray always wanted.

Anyhow, I got help on the way.

And remember, Ray has many
friends who will remember him.