All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S02E08 - Labor Pains (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]

[police siren wailing]

[sirens continue wailing]

Beautiful, B.A.

[siren blaring]

Guard us, oh mighty Ouija.

Are we still being pursued?

Man, shut up
and put that board up.

Ouija confirms
we're still being pursued.

Well, when you've got
an inside track,

why leave things to chance?

I'm gonna leave
that sucker for dead.

[sirens blaring]

[tires squealing]

B.A.,
turn left here.

Ooh, we
got them now, sir.

We've had them before.

Hannibal,
didn't you see that sign?

Of course he did.

The bridge is out.
What are we gonna do?

Cross it.
Better put the hammer down.

Unless you want me
to drive.

The bridge
is just up ahead.

Where the A-Team
becomes the B-Team.

They're crazy.

What's the matter,
Decker? No guts?

Enjoy it now, Smith!

Enjoy it? I love it.

[Hannibal laughing]

[Hannibal continues laughing]

I'll radio for help.

[police siren wailing]

[car alarm blaring]

(Hannibal)
Fairvale.

This looks like a good
little town to hang out in.

(Face)
Hannibal, it's not gonna
take Decker all that long

to get himself
pulled off the bridge.

(Face)
I think we should keep moving,
not hang around town.

Yeah, Hannibal. Come on.

The last couple of times,
Decker got really close,

you pulled the same trick:

hiding right under his nose,

making him think
we're halfway out of state.

He's gonna figure
that game out.

Yeah, but he'll figure
I figured that,

so he'll figure
that I figured the other way.

Which is why
we're staying right here.

That makes no sense.

Decker will understand it.

Hey, B.A.,

what do you think
about that hotel?

The Padded Pillow?

(Face)
Nice. Wonder if it has
indoor plumbing.

Is it a good hotel?

[grunting]

[in deep voice]
Three stars, reasonable rates,

king-size beds,

Magic Fingers
in the mattresses

for 25 cents.

[panting]

It said all that?

Well, you,
you get used to it.

Huh.

[tires screeching]

(Hannibal)
Come on, Face.

(Hannibal)
Murdock, you and Amy
check us in to the motel.

We're gonna cross
to that little store

and pick up some grub.

How does bologna
and whole-wheat sound?

Actually, Colonel,

it makes almost
no sound at all.

Yeah, Mr. Cross?

Yeah, there's a couple
of those pickers

in the store now.

Y-yeah,
the brother and the sister.

Well, I did tell them,

but they don't seem
to care none.

Yes, sir. No problem.
No problem at all.

Look, I told you

that--that you aren't
shopping here.

Hold on,
Danton.

Now, we got money,

we agreed to pay your prices,
now leave us alone.

I don't care
what you got.

Just get on
out of here

before you find yourselves
looking for a new head.

You just do what
a slime bag like Cross says,

no matter
who's hurting?

Don't you
understand?

Those people
are gonna die

if they don't have
anything to eat.

This is my market,

and I say who does
and doesn't shop here.

Excuse me.

If you're gonna stay
in business,

you're gonna need a better
customer-relations policy

and some more stock.

(Hannibal)
I mean, does the whole town
run on beans?

Well, we're a little low
on stock right now

because of Mr. Jarrett's
barbecue tomorrow.

Oh, Mr. Jarrett's
barbecue.

(Laura)
So while Jarrett

and those other pigs
just stuff themselves,

the people
who work their butts off

in his fields starve?

We also have children
out there.

Hey, man,

I don't like to hear about
people starving.

Especially
little children.

All right.
Go ahead.

But don't say
I didn't warn you.

(Hannibal)
You folks go ahead

and get
your shopping done now.

I guess that does it.
What's wrong?

I told you people
you couldn't use this store.

Now, what's the matter,
you hard of hearing?

Cross, you people might
control our wages,

but that's
as far as it goes.

(Hannibal)
The man's right.

Well, I see you've been down
to the train yard

and got yourself
some Camp Fire Boys.

Huh.

You know,
your first impression, mister,

is just like
a lizard's breath.

I haven't started to make
a first impression yet.

Get out of here.

You heard him. Now!

Can't. We're market marshals,

bringing justice
to the produce aisles

and freezer sections
of America.

You better listen
to him.

I'm gonna give you
a lot of pain.

I'm gonna say
this one time.

Threats appeal
a whole lot more to us

than they do
to ordinary people.

Now, it would be
in your good interest
to keep that in mind

and let these people
take their food
and get out of here.

[grunts]

[glass crashing]

[grunts]

[cans crashing]

[yelling]

[thudding]

[man grunts]

[man groans]

Let's get out of here.

(Cross)
Let's go, come on!

I really wanna thank you
for your help.

I wish we could do
something to repay you.

Forget it.

It was our pleasure.

Well, at least
I got my appetite back.

You know, Cross isn't gonna
let something like this go.

You'd be a lot safer
if you left town.

[snorts]

We'd be a lot safer if we were
somebody else altogether.

As it is,

we'll just go back
to the motel

and get some sleep.

Nice to meet
you folks.

(Gary)
Well, we...

Thanks a lot.

Jarrett's gonna have our guts
for what happened back there.

You think
maybe those guys
are outside agitators?

I don't care
who they are.

I want you to find them,

pull them out of the ground,
and saw them up.

[dog barking]

[lock clicking]

[snoring]

[snoring continues]

Oh, you guys
watch too many old movies.

(Gary)
We had to see you.

Well, you
could have knocked.

Or called.

Who are these guys?

(Hannibal)
Those are the two we got
the food for this afternoon.

B.A., watch the hall.

Look,
we couldn't let you pull out

without a word.

Yeah, after we saw
the way you handled Cross
and his men,

we knew
you were our only chance

to stand up
for what we got coming.

They wouldn't even
let you shop for food.

What'd you do?

Why are they
putting pressure on you?

The guy doing it
to us is Ted Jarrett.

He's the biggest grower
in the valley.

That ain't the only
biggest thing he is either.

(Gary)
The man is slowly killing us.

He pays slave wages

and he grinds the pickers
into the ground.

Why don't you just tell
this Jarrett

you're not working
for him anymore?

Well, then what?

My sister and I,

we're from all the way
down near Red Rock.

And most of the others
who were picked up there

drifted in
from who knows where.

(Gary)
Jarrett brought us down here
in these special buses

with all kinds of promises

of, uh, good pay, housing,
schools for our kids.

Heck, we're living in tents.

(Laura)
No schools,
no inside plumbing.

They treat us like animals,
and we can't afford to leave.

But we can't work all day
in the fields

for a couple of dollars

that barely buys us
a can of beans.

Jarret gets
all the local storekeepers
to hit us with higher prices,

so our money keeps us
right where we are but
won't let us get ahead any.

Instant slave labor.

It's a nice little touch
of the Third Reich.

Have you tried
standing up to this guy?

Well, that's what
we were doin'

when you guys helped us out.

You see, I managed to get
most of the workers

to pull together

and refuse
to pick Jarrett's crops.

So Jarrett has the whole town
shut down to us.

Even though
he can't get his crops picked,

we can't get any food.

There's a lot of people here
with their families with them.

With older parents
and children.

They're just about ready
to give in.

They're not gonna sit back
and watch them starve.

(Laura)
My brother convinced them
we could go into town

to get some stuff
to put together a stew
or somethin'.

Everyone chipped in
whatever dollars
they had around,

but even with your help
it wasn't enough

to feed the ones
who were really hurting.

How many people you got
living out there?

We got 45 workers.
nine of them are children.

Just how badly does Jarrett
have to get that crop
out of the ground?

Well, there's been
storm clouds threatening

for the last couple of days,

and he knows that, uh,
one good heavy rain,

and it'll wipe him
completely out.

Right down to the wire.

Just the way we like it.

Here they come.

(Laura)
Just like they promised.

Hello.
Hi, Laura.

Hi, thanks
for comin'.

The others are waiting.
I'll go round them up.

Do they know
why we're here?

Yeah. I just hope
they'll go along with us.

No. Now, we can't keep

standing around here
like this.

We gotta get out there
at them fields.

We got children, mister.
We got...

Sick folk need our help.

We need food, you hear me?
And plenty of it.

And what makes you think

Jarrett's gonna give it
to you now?

He never did before!

All he ever gave us
was promises,

and you can't eat those.

Gary's right.

If we can just hold out
that much longer!

Oh, we can't, girl.
Take a look around.

Now, Jarrett's got
as much trouble as you do.

If he doesn't get
that crop picked,

he goes belly up.

Now you all know that,
don't you?

Yeah.

You've got to make
that work for you.

You use that,
you gain strength.

Strength?
We have no strength.

Strength comes in numbers,
strength comes in unity.

If you look around,

you got all the strength
you need here.

I'll tell you this,
it ain't gonna be pretty.

It's gonna be a fight.

(Murdock)
It's gonna be a knock-down,

drag-out, go-for-the-throat
kind of fight.

You'll have to come down
off your high chairs

and really go
with this thing.

You've got to be willing
to back each other up.

What you need is a union.

A union?
A union?

Jarrett will never
go for that.

I don't think
we planned on asking him.

We don't have enough food
to last us another day.

(Hannibal)
The last thing we want is
to see your families suffer.

But if we get you
food for two days,

long enough for us
to get around the valley,

get to the other pickers,
maybe get them together,

will you stick with it?

(woman)
What do you say?

(man)
I don't know.
Come on, people.

What do we got to lose?

Yeah, Gary's right.
We got nothing to lose!

Well?

He's gonna feed us.

Okay, mister,
you got 24 hours.

You'll have something to eat
before sundown.

Hannibal, where are you gonna
get enough food

to feed all these people?

Watch.

*[music playing]

[Jarrett laughing]

(Cross)
How are you, Mrs. Jarrett?

(Mrs. Jarrett)
Oh, just fine,
thanks, Bert.

Uh, can I talk to you
a second?

Yeah, Bert.
Excuse me, honey.

You better have
some good news for me, boy.

I got McCullen and Bailey
breathing down my spine

'cause no workers showed up
again this morning.

(Cross)
Pickers are hanging in there
tough.

Don't know how,
but they are.

(Jarrett)
Well, then break them.

You told me
that nobody got enough food
out of that market

to feed a gnat.

I swear to you,
Mr. Jarrett,

if they got a mouthful,
it would be a lot.

They gotta cave in
pretty soon.

Well, they better.

'Cause that crop
ain't gonna last

any more
than a couple of days.

These skies open up,
and we're awash.

And you told me
that wouldn't happen.

Don't worry.

I am worried!

And that means
you better be worried, too.

Okay, okay,
I'll get Giddings

and we'll get them
out of there tomorrow.

Now, those bulldogs we had
the fight with at the market

had checked out of
the hotel

when we got there
this morning.

I'm damn sure
they weren't union reps.

That's all we need,
a couple of Robin Hood types.

Well, they're probably
just passing through.

Long gone by now.

*[music continues playing]

What are you doing
with them beans?

I spent seven hours on every
bean in that stinkin' pot.

I don't want them
bashed around

like a bucket of bolts.

When it says stir them beans,
stir them.

It's not
a bludgeon murder.

Oh, looks like it's about time
for the main course.

[man yelling]

Down here, you two.

(Hannibal)
Ladies and gentlemen,

we apologize for interrupting
your party with gunfire.

But it was the only way

that we could collect

Mr. Jarrett's
generous food donation

without getting
blown out of our socks

by his bodyguards.

Now, Miss Allen here

will supervise the loading
of the truck and I'm sure

you four gentlemen will be
happy to assist the lady.

You four, now!

Let's go. You boys
wanna move this pig?

And be careful
not to drop the apple, please.

I don't know what you fellows
think you're doing,

but you're never going to
get away with this.

You've shorted
your workers' pay

to the degree they can't feed
their families.

There's hungry women
and children out there.

Hungry children?

If they don't wanna
work for me,
they can get another job!

No, they can't!

They've already been here
10 weeks.

It's too late in the season
for them to go anywhere else.

Not counting the fact

it's 50 miles
to the nearest bus station

and they have no means
of transportation.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself, Jarrett.

So, to make things right,

I think you ought to cough up
what you owe them. Right now.

Unless, of course,
you want us to take you back

and you can explain it
to the workers.

Without your guards.

Read him the score, Face.

[van doors opening]

You got 45 workers
you shorted $20 a week.

That's $900 for 10 weeks,
or, uh, $9,000 you owe us.

We're not counting for what
you cheated them out of
at the market

which is what put them
in this situation

in the first place.

Of course, we, uh,

would look kindly
on any donations.

That diamond ring
you're wearing there,

for instance.

Nice.

About, uh, $8,500?

How'd you know that?

Hobby of mine.

That, uh, leaves us
$1,000 you owe us,

plus 9.9 percent
interest of $891.25.

Ante up, Jarrett.

Hmm.

[clears throat]

[exclaims]

$1,500. Very good.

Well, that still leaves us,
uh, $391.25.

Don't you wanna help out
your boss, pal?

There's $400.

$400.
Oh, here's your change.

Let's see,
that's, uh, $8

and, uh, 75 cents.

Your heart's in
the right place.

(Hannibal)
I thank you.

[van door closing]
The A-Team thanks you.

The newly founded
Workers' Cooperative
thanks you.

You're never gonna
get away with this!

You'll have a union
in this valley

over my dead body!

That's exactly what
I was telling

our union members
this morning.

We're working on a theme song
and uniforms

and I'm pushing for
matching bow ties.

(Murdock)
And not that clip-on junk.
Those are for geeks.

And geeks are
a whole other union.

You're nuts!

No, I'm not,
I'm condiments.

I've been promoted.

(Hannibal)
Go, B.A.

Giddings, close the gate.

Things are coming together
nicely.

You've got a funny idea
of how things come together.

Look at the gate.

Watch how
I make things come apart.

[tires screeching]

[guns firing]

(Face)
Yeah, this is one
of Jarrett's fields.

(Face)
Pull over, B.A.

Oh, man,

[sniffs]

there's nothing like
the smell

of fresh vegetables
in the earth

to make
a man's heart sing.

Especially cabbages,
don't you think?

I hate cabbages.
Don't be talking about them.

Oh, that is because
you don't know anything
about 'em.

For instance, here is
a little bit of
trivia for you:

Did you know
that if you take a cabbage

from the field
where it grew up

and sell it to somebody,
oh, 100 miles away,

often it will escape
and find its way home?

That particular strain
of cabbage is called

a homing cabbage

or in Latin, Headius homus.

Now,
shall we say it together?

No.
What do you mean, "no"?

I'm telling you, it's a great
vegetable. It's...

Nice catch.
Next time, try tomatoes.

I hear he loves tomatoes.

[papers rustling]
I like cabbages.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I've got something
I would like for you to read
after work.

It might be helpful
for you and the little girl.

Thank you.

Hi.

[Murdock speaking Russian]

Excuse me, senor.

We'd like for you
to read this
when you get off work.

Hiya, fellows.
How you doing?

I, uh, I got something
for you to read here.

On your break, of course.

I wouldn't want you to read it
until then.

Then, uh...

There you go.
...take a look at it

talk it over,
and if you have any questions,

I'll be around to answer them.
There you go.

No, I, uh, guess not.

Uh, remember, fellows,
there's no legal way

your employer can stop you

from reading this material
on your own time.

All right,
that's enough.

You're getting these people's
mind off their work.

Move it.

You heard me.
I--I told them not to read it

unless it was on
one of their breaks.

It's perfectly legal, pal.
Ask any lawyer.

Move,
or I drop you.

You don't believe me.

Well, perhaps you would care
to check with

our, uh,
union representative.

Union rep?
Mmm-hmm.

What are you
talkin' about?

Right there.

He's talking about
me hurting you.

I had a feeling

he could explain it to you
better than I.

Thanks for your support.

Uh, while you're
standing around looking tough,

why not take a look?

Or get somebody
to read it to you.

What is this garbage?

Who do they think
they're kidding?

They're not kidding,
Mr. Jarrett.

They're dead serious.

They've opened up a union hall
here in town and everything.

Then what
I heard is true.

They're supposed to be having
a secret meeting someplace.

If they vote that union in,
they could make it stick.

That means
none of the crops here

will get picked
for a decent profit

and that means
a lot of money lost, Cross.

A lot.

Well, that's not
gonna happen.

We're gonna find out

where that meeting is,
and when.

You just make sure

you stop them
before they ever get to vote.

And I don't care how.

Yes, sir.
Get right on it.

(Face)
And that will give us
plenty of room

for our little square dance.
Oh, and darling, uh,

don't worry about
the Guernseys.

We'll move 'em.

Do we have
enough paper?

Do we have
enough staples?

Is he okay?

Actually, I think
it's a quiet day.

Oh, yes, absolutely.
Ciao.

Well, that does it.
I just got us a meeting place.

It's a barn over on
old Peach Tree Road.

Oh, yeah.
I can't believe
you got someone

to lend their private property
around here.

Well, you know,
when you have a good cause,

I mean, things are bound
to come your way.

What was
her name?

Inga.

(Hannibal)
Very Continental.

Yeah, she certainly is.

Oh, uh, Gary,
are those banners ready?

Uh, not yet,

but they'll be ready
by meeting time.

Do we have enough staples?

Please answer, oh, big one,
for we sense great danger.

[panting]

Well, there you have it, guys.

We can rest easy
on the staple front.
We got plenty.

Staples isn't what
I'm worried about.

Does it say anything in there
about Cross and Jarrett?

You know
they're not gonna sit back

and let us establish
this union without a fight.

Hey, man, this thing ain't got
nothing to say about nothing.

It's this fool
moving it all the time.

B.A.,

you've got to
expand your mind

beyond rational, intelligent,
justifiable explanations.

They ought to
open up your head

and give you a new brain.

That will help us all.

Please, please tell me,
oh great spirit,

* is it gettin' ready
to hit the fan? *

[chants]

[truck engine rumbling]

Let's give them
our vote.

Let's go.

(Hannibal)
Well, now,
isn't that just our luck.

[door closing]

That nice sign
that Amy painted for us

got all blown up.

Face, didn't I tell you
to move it over there?

I--I--I'm sorry, Hannibal.
That's right, you did.

I told you
we couldn't put it there.

That's Mr. Jarrett's
property.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could be with you
when you tell him. Don't you?

Not really.

[tires squealing]

They seem disappointed.

Let's go.

Jarrett's gonna plant us
with his next crop, man.

No, he's not,

'cause we're gonna have
some good news for him.

When you find out
where that union meeting is,

I want you to round up
every piece of muscle
in this valley,

I want you
to have them there.

We're gonna
bust some heads.

You think
we're gonna find out

where that
secret meeting place is
by tomorrow?

Watch me.

(woman)
Jimmy, honey, come on in now.

It's gettin' dark.

What do you want?

You leave him alone!

Hold it.
Talk to me first.

Now, where and when
is that union meeting
taking place?

My boy,
you give me back my boy!

Where and when?

Oh, please, I can't.

(woman)
No, wait!

Tomorrow, at 5:00.

At the barn
on old Peach Road.

Now, please,
let him go.

If you're lying to me,
my friend's gonna take
that little boy

on a long walk
and he's not coming back.
You understand?

I've told you the truth.
The truth.

Now, please, let him go.

I'm gonna
hold you to it.

[exclaims]

Jimmy! Jimmy!
Honey, are you okay?

(woman)
Did he hurt you?

No.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

(Gary)
You know,

you people are awfully good
at putting things together.

You got some kind
of special trick?

Yeah, the trick is
whatever we want, we get.

It's just the jazz.

The jazz?

Yeah, the jazz is
all the Twinkies you can eat

and Woody Woodpecker cartoons
24 hours a day.

(Murdock)
Hey, Face, she wants to know
what the jazz is.

(Face)
Oh. Well, Laura,
you see, it's, uh,

it's sort of nature's way

of putting your fingers
in a light socket.

Our problem is, uh,
he likes it.

Say, Face.

What?

You got a great barn here.

Well, you asked for
a meeting hall, Hannibal.

[thudding]
I got you a meeting hall.

Yeah, but we need
a little window dressing.

Ah, window dressing.

[clears throat]

[bird cawing]

(Face)
Can you believe

that "window dressing" crack
Hannibal made?

He doesn't realize
what it takes

to procure something
from nothing.

The training and experience.

Man, who you trying to kid?

You probably conned
all the babies

at the maternity ward
in the hospital

where you was born.

Well, I--I know

I have a certain flair
for persuasion.

But Hannibal,
he overlooks the fact

that it takes a real talent.

You know,
like any other fine art.

Let me roll the window down.
Getting smoky in here.

And there's a lot
that goes into it.

It's--It's a very delicate
balance.

[laughs]
Hmm? It's not easy.

And, if I do say so myself,
I am rather gifted at it.

Man, if Hannibal didn't put
you on the team,

you'd probably be in jail
right now.

True.

Uh, pull up there, B.A.,
just ahead of that flatbed.

Right.

Hi, there.

Arturo Wainright.
Uh, I'm with G.V.F.T.M.B.

Say what?

Greater Valley Farm Truck
Maintenance Bureau.

Newsweekdid a rather
flattering article on us.

It's very good reading,
if I do say so myself.

Greater Valley?

Ain't never heard
of that one.

Uh, yeah. Well, you see,

we're, uh, sort of
a new consumer organization.

Ralph Nader has approved us.
And, uh...

See, what we do is

run random checks
of agro-vehicles.

Make sure
they are all operating

up to
U.S. Department standards.

Your vehicle's lucky enough
to have been chosen.

[clears throat]

Congratulations.

It's--it's kind of
a privilege.

Uh, by the way,
I didn't catch the name.

Didn't throw it.

Anyway, see, we, uh, give you
a few legal papers,

you know, uh,
guaranteeing that, uh,

we'll bring your truck back
exactly like we found it.

And we do some actual
documented farm work.

You know, real hauling
on a pre-arranged test farm

right--right here
in this, uh, very area.

So you wanna take
the truck?

There you go.

And at absolutely no cost

or obligation to you
whatsoever.

Darn good deal,

if you want a little
off-the-record opinion.

Now, you, uh...

You, uh, check
these, uh, legal papers here.

They promise you

that we'll bring
the truck back.

If not, you can call

the U.S. Department
of Agriculture yourself.

You sure do dress up
for a government man.

Those a pair of them,
uh, hoochie shoes?

Oh. That's, uh, Gucci.

No, no, these are just
a regular kind of brown--

What size you say
them slippers was?

Uh, well, I...
I didn't. I, uh...

Looks like about a 10.

Same as mine.

Great work, Face.
Priceless creativity.

Uh.

That's a wonderful pair
of boots.

The farmer
I negotiated with

wanted a little rental fee
for the use of his truck.

So, my priceless creativity
is gonna cost you.

Face.

What do you think, B.A.?
Can you convert it?

Of course.

I just have to change
the feed system.

Go to it, Sergeant.

Get down from there, sucker,
we got work to do.

[imitating B.A.]
Get down from there, sucker,
we got work to do.

[valve creaking]

[metal clanking]

[rattling]

Are you sure
nobody knows we're coming?

My contact says
they don't know a thing.

Well, I don't want

anybody running out
of that barn.

Not until they realize
what happens to people

who come into this valley

to try to shove a union
down my throat.

Don't worry, boss.

(Face)
Ladies and gentlemen,

I, uh, I wanna thank you
for showing up today.

I wanna thank you,
because when you leave

there's gonna be
a union in this valley

that the growers cannot stop.

[man whistling]

That's right.

No longer are they gonna
be able to pay you

less than you deserve

for the kind of work
you're doing.

[cheering and applauding]

Time now.

(Face)
And another thing,

you're never gonna get
ripped off again!

What do you think?
Pretty good turnout, huh?

I got to be honest.

I never thought
we'd get this far.

I thought Jarrett would
stop us, for sure.

(Face)
All right, all right.
All right, folks, now listen.

We're gonna hand out
some ballots

for you to vote on.

Now, all you do is check "yes"
for "I want a union"

or "no" for "I don't."

Then we'll gather them up,

count them, and see
where we stand. Yay or nay.

But I wanna urge you
to vote "yes."

That's the only choice
that makes any sense here.

Murdock, you copy?

[Murdock clucking]

[Face chattering]

Murdock, wake up.

(Hannibal)
Do you copy?

Copy? Of course I copy.

Four cents a copy.
Do you copy?

Murdock,
are you watching the road?

Well, sure.
It's just laying out there

like a big old tongue,
going...

[Murdock rolls tongue]

Hannibal, can I come down now?

I mean, there ain't nobody
come or gone in an hour.

I'm lonely up here.

(Murdock)
Besides, you, you luck-outs

have gotten
all the punch and cookies.

We'll save you some.
Just hang in there.

Jarrett's gonna crash
this place sooner or later.

Okay. 10-4,
from a listless guy.

What are you
looking at, pal?

(Face)
Now, as you cast your vote,
remember,

this is a message
that will tell Jarrett

you're not a bunch
of scared people anymore.

You're a union,

and as a union,
you cannot be pushed around.

Not now, not ever.

[all clapping]
He sure is talking up a storm.

Is that the jazz?

Uh, more like a tap dance.

But we think
you might get to see

the real thing very soon.

(Murdock)
Hannibal.

Hannibal, are you there?

What's happening,
Murdock?

They're here.

You know
what to do.

(Murdock)
10-4.

[car doors shutting]

[hens clucking]

(Cross)
Looks like we scared them off,
Mr. Jarrett.

Looks that way,
doesn't it?

(Hannibal)
Hey, Jarrett!

Glad you came to the party.

All right,
you can be the first

to congratulate
the workers.

I'll believe that
when I see it.

Take a look.

We just counted
the last vote.

It's unanimous,
Mr. Jarrett.

(Laura)
This union's approved.

Congratulations.

[clapping continues]

Great family feeling,
huh?

(Laura)
You all set
to roll out of here?

(Hannibal)
Yeah. We got to get going.

I guess you'll be
all right now.

Yeah,

the N.L.R.B. rep is coming
in a couple days

to stamp everything.

Jarrett and Cross
won't have a leg to stand on.

Well, good.
Good luck to you.

Thank you. If you guys
are ever around here--

(Amy)
We'll definitely stop by
and say hello.

You're all
welcome here anytime.

Hey, y'all,
I fixed the cooler.

You should have
some fresh air pretty soon.

Will Local One
prosper?

Will Local One prosper?
Will Local...

There you have it.

An utterly unimpeachable
prognosis for success.

Murdock,
what would we do without you?

Don't worry, Colonel.

I'm sure you could find
10 or 15 good--

(Murdock)
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Decker is coming.

(Murdock)
Decker is coming.

I'm tired
of all this nonsense.

[police siren wailing]

No, it--it...

Yeah.

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

(Face)
Oh, great, Hannibal.

You figured
that Decker figured

that you figured it
the other way, right?

Well, Decker didn't
figure it that way, did he?

Sure, he did.

(Murdock)
Do we have enough gas?

[sirens blaring]

[police siren wailing]