All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S03E12 - Hot Styles (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

(male narrator)
In 1972,
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.

[gun firing]

If I see another clump
of cottage cheese
or a spinach leaf...

I think I'm going to scream.

Really?
Yes.

Well, you're in luck,
I made reservations
at La Rouge.

Oh, thank God!
Yeah. Oh, by the way....

Well, I happened to pick
a little something up
for you that....

You did?
Yeah.

I was going to give it to you
over champagne...

but I figured,
what the heck, why wait?

[exclaims]

Templeton! It's beautiful!

I don't know what to say.
Well, it's nothing much.

Thank you.

Can you put it on me, please?

Well, yes.

Templeton, can't you stay?

Can't you tell
that blasted company...

not to transfer you
to New York, please?

Yes, speaking of my transfer
back to New York, I think--

Let's not talk about it.
I don't want to talk about it.

I don't want to
think about it.
It makes me sad.

Well, maybe we should.
I mean--

Take a walk, pal,
before you're picking pavement
out of your teeth.

Picking pavement
out of my teeth? I like that.
It has a certain....

By the way, I don't believe
we've been
properly introduced.

[groaning]

Templeton!

No! No!

Get her in the car.

No! No!

[car doors closing]

[tires screeching]

[car horn honking]

[gun firing]

You mind telling me
who the cowboy playing tag
in the Vette was?

His name is Templeton Peck.
He's just some guy
I've been dating.

He's in computer sales.
Computer sales?

(Turian)
I'm gonna
tell you something, baby.

You better hope, for your
sake, he never comes back.

[screaming]

You're a beautiful girl,
sweetie.

And I'd feel real bad
if I had to turn that
pretty face into a road map.

Know what I mean?

You're sure
it was Johnny Turian
in the limo?

I thought
he was working out of Chicago.
It was Turian, Hannibal!

Believe me,
you don't forget a face
like that.

What's she doing
with a slug like Turian?
I don't know....

It doesn't make sense.
She's from a small town.
A real apple-pie kid.

But she knows about you?
Yeah. Well, not exactly.

I kind of inferred
I was in computer sales.

(Hannibal)
I don't like to say this,
Face...

but maybe the lady has got
the same problem as you.

Maybe you don't know
the whole story.

Well, whatever her story,
I like her, Hannibal.
She's something special.

We've got to go in
and get her out!

Don't you worry, Faceman.
With B.A.'s van here,
we're gonna get her out.

We gonna scour the city!
We gonna screech around
every corner!

We gonna tear through
every intersection
till we get her out!

No, Murdock!

We're not going to
tear through
every intersection.

Now it was hard enough for me
to get B.A. to let you
drive this van.

I gave him my word.
You're gonna get it back
in one piece!

I don't suppose you've noticed
that I'm wearing gold?
Do you know why?

Let me tell you why.
I got behind the wheel
of this van here...

and I noticed that she was
shimmying a little,
pulling to the left.

It finally hit me.
That ugly mud-sucker tuned
the suspension of this van...

to compensate
for all that gold
he was wearing.

So, I put on a few chains,
a few rings, a bracelet...

and some bricks under the seat
and it worked.

Come on, Murdock.
You're not serious?

Would I lie to you? Would I?

(Hannibal)
Face, you got the number
off that limo, right?

It's leased to a company down
in San Pedro.
"Revelle Fashions."

Murdock, an this van
find Revelle Fashions?

[imitating B.A.]
You kidding me, sucker?
We're there!

[tires screeching]

Now, unless you've got
a burning desire to look like
a piece of Swiss cheese...

I suggest you stand
very still.

What the hell is going on?
And who are you?

We're the big, bad wolves.
We've come to blow
your house down.

Yeah. And when we huff
and puff, you better
hold on to your socks.

You all right?
[whispering]
Templeton, no.

Come on.

What's the matter?
You don't like earrings?

You chauvinist pig!

Now, we hate to be
gate crashers,
but we don't like it...

when our friends have to be
forced to go somewhere.

It throws shadows
on our sunny dispositions.

[gun firing]

Now, if I were you,
I'd catch the next flight
to Chicago.

[van engine starting]

[tires screeching]

You find them!
I want that girl back.

I can't believe this!
Well, what do you mean?

You can't just come in
like that and grab me!

What are you talking about?
Stop this van right now!

What?
Let me out,
or I'll call the police.

Police?
Look, I don't understand.

Listen, Rina,
I think we should talk.

Just stay out of my life!
Get the message?

Look, Rina. Turian could be
right behind us.

Johnny Turian
is a friend of mine.
So, butt out!

I don't want to see you again!
Now, wait, wait.
Wait a minute.

You know,
I think what we got here...

is a definite
lack of communication,
Hannibal.

Face, correct me if I'm wrong,
but I thought you said...

that you and this lady
had something special going.

We have. We did.

At least,
I thought we did.

Hannibal, there has to be
a reason why she's acting
like this.

Maybe she found out
that you're not
in computer sales?

Look, Hannibal,
I still can't accept
the fact...

that she really wants to be
with Turian.

I hate to say it, Faceman.
Looks like...

as soon as the little lady
got back to the old hacienda
she called J.T., el pronto.

Hang back and follow, Murdock.
I want to see
where they're going.

Don't worry, Hannibal.
We're not gonna lose
these suckers.

Now, you wanna tell me
who those guys
were back there?

And don't tell me Romeo
was a computer salesman.

Look, it's like I said.
He's a guy I've been dating
for a couple of weeks.

He obviously lied to me
about who he was.

I certainly don't know
who his friends are.

Did he give you this?

(Rina)
Where are you taking me?

(Turian)
We're going down to my yacht.
I'm throwing a little party.

I want you to stay there,
until this thing blows over.

[water lapping]
Look, I'm not gonna run away.

Didn't I just call you
when I got to my apartment?

Look,
it's for your own protection.
All right?

Well, it's obvious now.
She was lying to me.

How could she just walk
in there with him like that?

Oh boy, I'm telling you.

All this time
we're going together...

she's pretending
to be one thing.

You know, coming onto me like
she was this fashion model.

All career, no personal life,
lonely, unhappy...

looking for someone
to make things right.

And all along she's hooked up
with a sleaze like Turian.

Yeah,
but you're coming on like this
great computer salesman.

And all the time
you're holding her hand,
you're not telling her...

you're a fugitive
from the Federal Government.

(Murdock)
El Jefeis right, amigo.

I mean, you didn't tell
the little gal about the real,
true Faceman.

Come on, Hannibal, you know
we didn't do anything.

We took a mission.
We knocked out
an enemy position...

which just happened to be
a bank.

A commanding officer
gets killed, and so we end up
getting sacrificed...

to preserve
international relations.

The four of us are on the run,
Lieutenant.
All we've got is each other.

Now, I don't like it,
but I didn't set it up.
Neither did this girl.

You don't tell her,
she might wind up
paying your bill.

And if you do,
curtain's down
for all of us.

As far as I'm concerned,
either way it's craps!

You wanna play,
you gotta pay, Lieutenant.

(Face)
Yeah, well I hope
someone out there...

thinks this is funny.

The two of us looking
each other
straight in the eye...

and talking
about things that...

neither one of us
really meant.

You meant it.
You just didn't wanna
hurt each other, that's all.

Yeah? So why am I feeling like
I've been gut-shot?

And what am I gonna do?

I can't just walk away!
You're not going to.

You're going to get into
that party and find out
what's going on.

(Murdock)
And I know
just how you're gonna do it.

You come up behind the boat
in one of those
little rubber dinghies...

the kind we've used time
and time again.

Then you employ
two polyurethane
Special Forces suction cups...

and you climb
the side of the boat.

Now, just as you're
getting to the railing...

I will demonstrate
my pyrotechnic know-how.

An explosion of some type,
violent in nature, no doubt.

And that will be enough
to divert the attention
of the guards...

and allow you to get inside.

The whole thing will take
20 minutes, half-hour at most.

I like it, Murdock...

but I think this calls
for something
a little more subtle.

Yeah.

*[jazz music playing]

[people chattering]

Good afternoon.

Here you go.
Thank you.

I can take your invitation.
Go right on board.

Thank you very much.
You bet.
All right, here you go.

Have a nice time.
Thank you.

Look, you don't understand.
I gave my invitation
to the parking valet.

No. No one goes aboard
unless they have
an invitation.

But that's ridiculous!
Of course I got here
with an invitation!

I gave it to
the parking valet!
Left it right down there.

I'm sorry, I need
an invitation, otherwise
you don't get onboard.

I'm a friend of Mr. Turian's.
He invited me here!

Why else would we be here?
I'm sorry,
please step aside.

(Burnett)
Rina, darling.

[laughing]
Rina.

Jason, how are you?

(Burnett)
Look at you. Gorgeous.
Gorgeous, gorgeous!

You know, the moment I saw you
in that blue jean commercial,
I died!

I knew you were the one,
the only one to model
my new line.

(Burnett)
This year's...
Thanks.

...Burnett Girl!

Oh, Jason.

Would you care for a refill?
Thank you.

How do you do it?

The prettiest girl,
and you grab her to model
your designs.

I want you to know
that Jason beat me to you,
but I had my eye on you.

Well, thank you, Louella.
I'm very flattered.

By the way, Jason...

when are we gonna get a look
at your new designs?

I hear they're fabulous.

And they say that you hired
an army to guard them.

Well, Louella, secrecy
is the key in the fashion
design business.

That's how I stay on top.

Come, Rina, dear.
I want you to meet someone.

Don't go away,
I'll be right back.

Mr. Dubrio,
I'm glad you could come.
How are you?

I heard you had
a little trouble today,
Johnny.

It was nothing.
A couple of jerks, that's all.

A couple of tough guys.
We took care of them.
Can I get you a drink?

I got a lot riding on this,
Johnny.
You told me no screw-ups.

You told me you had
everything under control,
right?

Well, I do,
everything is fine.

The girl is fantastic.
I mean, she's a real pro.

She'll be in and out
with the film like that.

That's the way
it's gotta go down,
nice and smooth.

I got a lot of money
tied up in this,
and nothing--

Look--
Nothing can go wrong.

You understand that, Johnny?
You know me, Mr. Dubrio.

I mean, I'll do anything
to get a job done. Anything.

Well, that's why I work
with you, kid.
Don't disappoint me. Okay?

Well, well, well, well, well.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was going to ask you
the same question.

Well, you've gotta leave,
because if they find you here,
they'll kill you.

So now you are concerned
about me?

You lied to me. You're not
who you said you are.

And you lied to me. Look,
do you think we can get out
of the corridor?

[sighing]

Templeton, I'm so scared!
I missed you so much.

Wait. Wait a minute.
I'm a little confused here.

I mean, I'm remembering
a drive up the coast
to Santa Barbara.

I'm remembering dinner
at a little country inn.

I'm remembering a night,
many nights of....

Then all of a sudden,
I have the gate slammed
in my face.

I come down here
to find out why, and now you
melt in my arms.

I'm not saying
I don't enjoy a challenge,
but this is ridiculous.

You've got to believe me.
I was afraid you'd get hurt.

You have no idea
what Johnny Turian
is capable of.

Look, Rina, I know you're
in trouble, all right?
I wanna help. So just tell me.

Don't you think
there's a few things
you should tell me?

(Rina)
Like who you really are?

Well, there's a part
of my life I didn't want you
to know about.

It looks like we had more
in common than we thought.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

I was married
to Johnny Turian's brother.

I was young and naive enough
to think...

that Tony was different
from his brother,
but I was wrong.

Less than a year later,
he was arrested...

for putting a bullet
through someone's head.

So, I changed my name.
I moved out here.

And I wanted to put
that chapter of my life
behind me.

Then, you're telling me Turian
wants to reopen it,
but not by your choice.

Yes or no?

No.

Turian is planning
on ripping off Jason Burnett's
line of clothes.

He can clean up
if he can get counterfeit
copies into the marketplace...

before
Jason's originals arrive.

Yeah, Burnett's security
is impossible to penetrate...

so Turian needs someone to get
a look at the fashions
before they go public.

He needs a model,
he needs you.

Burnett uses dummy addresses.
He arranges
for phony showings.

He's constantly changing
the location of his fittings.

In fact,
the location is so secret...

that he's sending a limousine
to take me there.

Turian wants me to photograph
the styles
in tomorrow's fitting.

Well, you're not gonna
go through with it.

I'm gonna get you
outta here.
No! I can't!

I know that sounds crazy,
but I can't go with you!
You've just got to believe me.

[sighing]
Now you've got to go
before someone finds you here!

Rina, what is Turian holding
over you? What....

What are you
holding back?

If I tell you,
you'll try to do
something about it.

And I don't want you to!
I don't want you to help me!

Now, time is running out.
Please, you've got to go!

Turian took it.

Goodbye.

Where is she?
I don't see her here.

Well, she's around,
she's around.

I told her to mingle
with the crowd.

What do you think?
She jumped overboard?

I don't wanna take
any chances, Johnny.

You keep your eye on her!
You understand?

Yeah. Okay.

I'll go look for her.

I'll be in touch.

[door closing]

[sighing]

Hey, what's the matter?

You don't like to mingle?

I want you back up
at the party. Now, all right?

Hey! Hey,
what are you doing down there?

Wouldn't you know it!
Lisa, the blonde
with the slinky black dress...

she gave me
the wrong cabin number.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

Looks like we found ourselves
a sneak thief.

[exclaiming]

Wait a minute, fellas.
Now, can't we talk this over?

My tailor hates knife holes.

Excuse me, hot stuff.

Hey, pal, can I get through?

[groaning]

I thought you might need
some help.

You got that right.
Well, let's go!

(Dennison)
We found someone
ripping off your jewelry.

[motor boat engine rumbling]

My security is falling apart!

What am I paying you guys for?

I got guys coming at me
with machine guns
in my warehouse!

And you let a couple
of two-bit jewel thieves
waltz in here...

and rip off my cufflinks!

I swear to you,
Mr. Turian.

I don't know how
they could have got aboard.
We doubled security.

So, our friend
Johnny's come up in the world.

No more running off
cheap T-shirts
and counterfeit hotpants.

Wait a minute!

[shushing]

You hear that?
What?

"Clippety-clop.
Clippety-clop."

It's like the engine
is off a tinge!

I mean, I just had this baby
tuned up!

Relax, Murdock!
It sounds fine.
B.A.'s put his trust in me.

He knows I'm taking care
of his van and I'm not taking
any chances.

This baby's going to be
in tip-top shape
when he gets back here.

Maybe I should take her
in for another tune-up.

I don't think it's the van
that needs the tune-up,
Murdock.

Could you turn down the heat?
My shoe leather's
starting to crack.

No. I want it to be warm
in here.

It keeps the carpet fluffy!

B.A.'s going to be
real proud of me when he gets
back here to pick up his ride.

Look, Hannibal
I'm telling you.

Whatever Turian's using
to blackmail Rina into taking
those photographs is working.

The girl's terrified.

Well, the only way we can
solve her problem is to take
Turian out of the picture.

You got a plan, Colonel?
Yeah.

Turian expects a roll of film
with Burnett's fashions
on them, right?

So, we'll give him
a roll of film
with some hot styles on it.

That's great,
but how you going to do it?

Simple.
We'll design our own fashions.

And you, Murdock,
will be our designer.

Murdock?
A fashion designer!

[speaking with
European accent]
Something with flair.

Elegance. Haute coiffure.

Yes. Something like that.
Okay, zip it.

So, we get the designs.
How are we going to
get them made?

[speaking with accent]
Okay! We are doing fine,
ladies.

Keep up the pace, Irma,
we need these dresses.

This is so exciting.

And remember,
you keep the machines.
We keep the designs.

Perfect. Nice.

Now all we need
are some models.

Ladies.

Well, Face, I'm Impressed.

Yeah, well, you should be.
May I have your coats, please.

And where did you find
these beautiful ladies?

At the Leopard Club.

(Face)
Shall we, ladies? Over here.

Excuse me, you dropped this.

Perhaps.
You would allow me
to put it back on?

Later, Captain.
This way, ma'am.

Beautiful.

I love it! Oh, yes! Yes!

I think I missed my calling.

Nice job, Captain.

Are you ready yet?
Burnett's here.
I'll be ready in a minute.

You're ready now.

And don't be getting
any dumb ideas, just because
you'll be out of my sight...

for a couple of hours.

Don't forget
my insurance policy.

Rina, darling.
Hi, Jason.

We're all set here, Murdock.

This is Mr. Burnett's driver,
Execu-Tech...

Security Code Number 1-4,
heading
to North Kendall Drive.

(operator)
Yes, sir. We'll check at
your destination.

(Face)
Getting a signal?

Loud and clear, Captain.
Let's go!

[ringing]

(Burnett)
Yes?

Mr. Burnett,
this is Execu-Tech Security.

I'm picking up
an electronic signal...

coming from
the right rear bumper panel
on your limousine.

(Burnett)
Check the rear bumper.

When will my competitors
ever learn
I can't be followed?

Well.
What's wrong?

The signal stopped.
Their security people
must've found the bug.

They're better than I thought.

Well, that's it. By the time
we find them, they could've
handed the film over.

Oh, no. Now we go
to our contingency plan.

Hey, what's going on?
We got a three-alarmer!

[siren blaring]

Everybody get out
the fire exit!
Now, try not to panic.

We'll try
and save everybody's lives.

There's oxygen downstairs
for anybody who needs it.

But we can't leave
the control room un-manned!

[explosions sounding]

It sounds like they hit
the gas pipe.
You better hurry!

[siren blaring]

All right. Burnett.

Is that one "T" or two?
Two.

Yeah.

(Murdock)
Nothing. There's no access
under Burnett's name.

Try the limo license plate.

1-W-K-B-4-2-0.

That's it.

And they're heading for
468 North Kendall Drive.

[birds chirping]

(limo driver)
Security Code 14.
Returning to rendezvous point.

Why are we stopping?

How you doing?

I don't believe it.
How did you get in here?

Hey, would I abandon a lady
in distress?

Now, look
we don't have much time.
Did you take the pictures?

Yeah.

What do you want to do?

Make sure that Turian
doesn't make copies
of Burnett's originals.

Now, I want you to give
Turian this roll of film,
all right? It has...

[chuckles]

...another set
of designs on it.

I can't. I can't. I'm sorry.

You don't know
what's at stake. I can't.
Rina, look.

By the time Turian finds out
we switched film,
we'll have you out of this.

Now, come on,
you got to trust me on this.

Okay.

Don't worry.
I won't let you down.

Now give me the film.

Where's the film?

He has it in his pocket.

Why? Why'd you do this?

Mommy! Mommy!

[Rina exclaiming]

Baby!
Mommy, I'm so scared!

Mommy's here, baby.
Are you all right?

I'm all right, Mommy.
They didn't hurt me.

Thank God.

I'm sorry, Templeton,
I really am.

I couldn't tell you
Turian had Eric.
I was terrified.

I understand.

Let me look at you.

So you figured
on pulling a switch, huh?

Sticking me with a roll
of phony styles.

[birds chirping]

Counterfeiting dresses?

I figured you more for
the "ripping off of cars"
kind of guy.

You know, a little
loan sharking thrown in
on the side, maybe.

We got a real wise guy here,
don't we?

Johnny, don't hurt him!
Hurt him?

I'm not going to
hurt him, baby. I'm going
to let the sharks do it.

When we get far enough out,
unload these three.

You all right?
Templeton, I'm scared.

It's going to be all right.
Come on, gimme a little smile.

That's better.
Look, all we got to do...

is wait for my friend
Hannibal to come up
with a plan.

[sighing]

I just hope it's a good one.

I can't believe
she turned him in.

You better come up
with a plan lickety-split,
Colonel.

Otherwise, our Faceman's
going to be doing flip-ups
with Charlie Tuna.

Turian notified
the harbor master he's going
to put out to sea at 4:00.

Now, that's not much time.
But, with my plan...

it's just enough
for you and me, Murdock.

(Hannibal)
Well, what do you think,
Captain?

She looks like she belongs
in a movie, Colonel.

Yeah.

What did I tell you,
Mr. Dubrio?
Your boy came through.

I sent the film on its way.

That's good, Johnny.

Yeah, you did very good.
That makes me very happy.
Yeah.

I'm going to call
the people overseas. Tell them
designs are on their way.

By the end of the week,
we'll have a hundred thousand
copies ready to ship.

Yeah. Good.
Yeah, you take care.
I'll be In touch.

Murdock,
take her two points to port.
I want to cross his bow.

[in English accent]
Oh, look alive, ye lubbers!

Open the gun ports
and gunners,
man your stations!

Load the 16-pounders
with gunshot!

Lower the mainsail
and shorten the jib!

And a quarter turn
south southwest!

We won't shoot, sir,
till we see the whites
of their eyes!

And if they've got their backs
to us.... Well,
you get my drift, sir.

This is Captain Detweiler
of the Los Angeles
Harbor Patrol.

We'd like permission
to come aboard and examine
your ship's documents.

What do we do?

What do you want me to do,
tell them no?

All right, come aboard.

Take them up to the bridge.
That won't be necessary.

Just take us to Rina
and to our friend.

Hannibal, you constantly
amaze me.

Let's get out of here.
You got pigs right now!

[groaning]

That's round one and you lost.

[panting]

If you're looking for the film
with Burnett's designs
on it, it's too late.

I've already
sent it out of the country.

As far as the fake one,
I threw it overboard.

I don't think so.

You see, I figured
you had Rina so frightened...

that she'd probably tell you
I switched film. So...

I didn't switch films.

(Face)
Do you understand
what I'm saying here?

You threw the real roll
overboard, not the fake one.

That's life, Johnny boy,
and when your Mr. Dubrio
discovers...

that his mills
are stamping out
$10 million worth...

of phony designs, well...

I don't think he's going to be
very happy, now, do you?

[imitating Cary Grant]
Faceman,
I wouldn't call them phony.

(Murdock)
Highly imaginative...

the work of a genius,
but not phony.

I'm thinking about coming out
with a whole new line.

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot.

[sighing]

Let's go, Murdock.
Come on, Face. Get them out.

And, I'm sorry about that hole
in your boat.

What hole?

The hole that,
this is going to make.

Abandon ship.

I love it
when a plan comes together.

I am so grateful to you.
You got Johnny Turian
out of my life.

You saved my little boy.
I'll never forget It.
Thank you.

Why do I get the feeling
that sounded like a goodbye?

You know, B.A.'s train
should have been
in an hour ago.

He and Murdock ought to
be here any minute.
I'll check on them.

All right.

You know, Rina, I....

I never meant to lead you on.

The truth this time?
Well, I....

I meant to lead you on,
I just never meant....

I never had any idea
where it was going to go.

Look, I was having such a good
time today...

I never
thought about tomorrow.

But we have to think
about tomorrow, don't we?

Listen to me.

How long
do you think it would be...

before the military caught up
with you...

if you had
a permanent address?

I guess I'd better....

I guess.

(Murdock)
Yeah, B.A.,
me and the old van, here...

we've established
a kind of bond.

It was
a little rough going at first.
I had to get used to it.

It had to get used to me.
But now we mesh!

Just like a well-oiled machine
Now, sit back. Relax.

You've been on a long trip,
I can tell by your eyes.

It just don't seem right.

You sitting behind the wheel
and me sitting over here.

Hey, B.A.? Look at that!

Murdock, look out!

(Murdock)
Oh, no!

[B.A. screaming]
Murdock!