All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S05E04 - Quarterback Sneak (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

MALE COMMENTATOR:
Froelich eludes Armstrong,
moves in on the goal,

(PEOPLE CHEERING)
sends one over the goalie
and scores!

Yes!

Oh, the East Germans
have really put on
a show today

against Team USA.

Certainly no one expected
this kind of performance.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

EISLER: Your endurance program
has served our athletes
well, Dr. Strasser.

It is a privilege
to serve the party
in any way I can.

Yes.

Or so I believed.

I have been informed
that your work
on Project Victory

is well behind schedule.

We are dealing
with complicated research,
Herr Eisler.

In any case,
your wife has been placed
under house arrest.

Perhaps with fewer
distractions,

your work will proceed
more rapidly.

These are our special
Teflon acrylic blend.

These are the finest
that we have.

I don't want
no underwear, man.

What about designer shorts?

Here, let me
get this for you.

Why, thank you.

Here you go.

This is a very charming place
you have here, Tem.

Yeah, well,
you know, it's...
It's coming along.

DISHPAN: Right in here.

Whoops. Wrong house.

May we go now, General?

Thank you, Able Nine.
Able Three.

Very nice work, ladies.

I'll have my driver
take you home.

Well, I guess
the skiing trip is off.

(GROANING)

You got to
give him credit, Face.

Stockwell wanted you fast.
He knew how to get you.

I should have known.

Only somebody on the take
would find your stories
spellbinding.

Excuse me.

Why is Murdock playing
with his underwear?

Some fool
paying him to do it.

Yeah,
this so-called fool happens
to be the number one power

in the garment industry.

Franklin, my card.

Inspected by Number Six.

You made the top 10.

This calls for
a little celebration.

Well, the celebration
will have to wait until
you return from your mission.

If you return.

(GUN FIRING)

Dr. Warren Strasser.

One of the world's
leading biochemists.

The East Germans
have him working

on a new strain
of biological warfare

that could have
catastrophic repercussions
for the West.

Sounds like a fun guy.

Judge for yourself.

You're going to be flying
into East Berlin
and bring him out.

Flying into where?

East Berlin. It's just east
of West Berlin.

Even though
he's in the States,

Dr. Strasser has made it
perfectly clear

he won't consider defecting
without his wife, Marlena.

A family man. I like that.

You should also know that
Dr. Strasser was informed
by the FBI

that they have considered
his case and turned it down,

due to an unacceptable
risk factor.

On my Franklin scale
from 1 to 10,

where does
the risk factor line up?

Next to the one.

You see, if we bite it,

the government
isn't connected
to a rescue attempt.

Just makes you want to run
out and buy war bonds.
Doesn't it?

Any ideas how
we're gonna drop in

on this friendly little hamlet
of East Berlin?

REPORTER: Were you surprised
at how easily
you beat Team USA?

Not at all. They were
fortunate that the score
was not more one-sided.

Excuse me. Chairman Eisler.

You don't honestly believe
that your athletes
are unbeatable, do you?

Any amateur can see
the East Germans have reached
a superior level of ability.

(IN GERMAN ACCENT)
Klaus Heinrich,
Socialist Daily News.

So, you agree
that the East Germans

are now the world
standard bearers in athletics?

Absolutely.

Dr. Strasser, isn't it true
that you're behind
the strategy

of the Eastern Block countries
to develop better athletes

through chemical supplements?

You swine.

I believed our training...

Why is it you Americans
must blame your inferiority

on these wild tales
of super-drugs
and laboratory experiments?

Only to avoid the truth.

Which is
that you can't compete

with East Germans
in anything,

let alone athletics.

I even question the fact
whether even your uniforms
are properly inspected.

HANNIBAL: (IN SOUTHERN ACCENT)
Now hold on there, boys.

I only got myself a little
old semi-pro football team,

but I'd bet my bottom dollar

that they could
wipe up the field
with whatever you got.

(FACE AND MURDOCK ARGUING)

Please. Please.

We have no time for this now.

We have a plane to catch.

HANNIBAL: Why, I'd fly my boys
straight to Germany.

It would be worth it
just to see you cry
in your beer.

FACE: Do you mean to say
that your semi-pro team

can beat the best athletes
that East Germany
has to offer?

Hell, last season
my boys shut out

the Fort Worth Oil Cans.

Now, I'd hate to think
what the Oil Cans would do

to your so-called athletes.

This is nonsense.

I knew you'd run
like a dog

with your tail
between your legs.

MURDOCK: Chairman Eisler!

You must confront this man.

Prove to him
that we can beat him

and his country
at their own game.

I accept your challenge.

Nice, Face.
Yeah.

Well, I'll have the uniforms
by tomorrow afternoon.

Of course, it would be nice
if we had players
to wear them.

I'll try to round up
my old high school team.

And Murdock can help.

(GRUNTING)

Be there.

Yeah.

Hey, B.A.

Have you
looked up old T.J. Bryant?
I hear he's back in town.

We don't need T.J. Bryant.

So let me go over this again.

You win
an all-expense paid trip
to Germany,

you get $5,000 to do with
as you wish.

But this is
a limited-time offer.

So, you got to make
a decision pronto.

Can I put you down
for third-string linebacker?

DAVY: B.A., you are
looking good, dude.

B.A.: Hey, man.
You, too, Big Dave.

You're still pumping
that iron, huh?
Yeah, a little bit, man.

Been hanging around
with the A-Team.

What about yourself, man?
You in good shape?

Just been pumping the gas,
man, working hard.
But when I see you,

you still get me
so pumped up, man.

Oh, man,
like the old days, huh?
Yeah.

You make me
wanna go, man.
Well, go, brother.

Let me show you
a little bit here.
All right.

Can still go.
What you gonna do?

I'm gonna hit this baby.
All right.

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

Hey, B.A.?

You need a quarterback?
I hear T.J. Bryant's in town.

We don't need T.J. Bryant.
Forget it.

FACE: Yeah. B.A., you
and Murdock did a great job
rounding up a team.

Okay, well,

except for quarterback,
we got every position covered.

Didn't I hear
that T.J. Bryant is in town?

Mmm-hmm.
Oh, yeah, he opened up
a new restaurant.

What's the matter, B.A.?

You're not still holding
a grudge against
T.J. Bryant, are you?

B.A. My man.

Where have you been?

Been a long time.

DAVY: B.A., did you ever tell
these guys

about the time that T.J.
snuck in the coach's office

and threw away
your football scholarship
application, buddy?

(LAUGHING)

That T.J.'s a funny guy.

Well, B.A. doesn't think so.

You see, there was only
one scholarship and...

Now, B.A.'s story is
that he should have
got the scholarship

instead of T.J.

Then he'd have been
the one with the pro career,
right?

Ain't no story.

And I wouldn't have
blown it away on gambling
like that fool did.

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)

T.J.: Hey, B.A.
B.A., wait up, man.

Hey, B.A.
You haven't talked to me
since you hit me.

I don't talk to people
who sell out their friends.

You got a problem?

Yeah, just so
you know, T.J.,

we'd have whipped
your butts in Pittsburgh

whether you threw
the game or not.

Well, thanks
for the update.

Beats me why you want
guys like that on your team.

BRECHT: American football.

How could you
let this happen?

I had no choice,
Commissar Brecht.

Our honor was at stake.

No. Your honor was at stake.

Ordinarily, I would dismiss
this foolishness, except,

this man has applied
for a visa

to accompany the American team
as an assistant coach.

This looks like
the reporter I encountered
in the hotel lobby.

His entire background
is an elaborate deception.

The Americans have made
a serious mistake

believing this
would go unnoticed.

I will cancel
his visa immediately.

On the contrary,

we will allow this charade
to continue.

And when we arrest him
and his accomplices as spies,

the propaganda triumph
will be worth
a hundred football victories.

Hey, Face.

You been hogging
those tunes ever since
we left the country.

How about
a little sharing, huh?

That's some
weird lyrics, man.

It's "Learn To Speak German."

I can dig it. What group?

German rap music, right?

All right, I need a shower.

(SNORING)

Now we've got
about two hours to grab
Strasser and his wife

and smuggle them
back to the hotel.

Well, that gives me
about two hours to keep
the secret police occupied.

Yeah, well, they'll have you
pegged as a spy,

but it won't take them long
to find out that you're
harmless, relatively.

Harmless? Well, anyway,
I'm ready, Colonel.

I just wanna...
I just wanna thank you

for giving me

the opportunity to inspect
my shorts on this trip.

Murdock,

I admire your dedication.

And I know that
I'd feel confident

in anything
inspected by Number Six.

Oh, thank you. I am...

You never gonna know
how much this means to me.

Davy Miller.

Player.

Michael "Hammer" Horne.
Player.

Jimmy Traynor, player.

(SNORING)
B.A. Baracus.

I'll take that, sir.
Player.

Billy Bob Smith, owner.

That's me, son.

Know where I can get
some good chili
around these parts?

H.M. Murdock.

No humor.

Assistant coach.

My compliments
to your tailor.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

B.A.: Hey, man.
Put that needle down!

I ain't flying. I ain't...

B.A., it's too late.
We're here already.

HANNIBAL:
Billy Bob Smith.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

All right, let's go, boys.

It's been a long trip
and a bumpy ride.

Let's all bed down
in this palace.

See if we can get
some shuteye.

STRASSER: You accuse me
of delaying my research,

yet you waste my time
with this football nonsense!

You're in a precarious
position, Doctor.

I should hesitate
to display such contempt
toward a superior.

Let us continue
with your report.

Davy Miller.

Subject sustained
fractured tibia
in his left leg.

We should have no problem
re-breaking his bone.

Excellent.

All the others seems to be
in excellent condition.

There is one more player
who may be of some help.

His name is T.J. Bryant.

You can see, he has a typical
capitalistic weakness
for money.

He can be bought.

Face, this is a great plan.

You are gonna love it.

Oh, sure. Well, you don't seem
to understand.

You see, B.A. and Frankie
are gonna black out
an entire city block.

Well, people are gonna expect
a power technician
to come and fix it.

Not to mention,
speak their language.
Yes.

But do you remember
how quickly you struck up
a conversation

with that West German
ambassador last year?

Sure, I mean, I happened
to know one traveling
salesman joke in German.

But I don't even
understand the punchline.

You can ask Strasser
on the way to the border.

(SIGHING)

Murdock's gonna
make his move right now.

Remember, you've only got
two hours

to get Strasser
and his wife back here.

Have a great time.

Sorry, pal. Only the strong
and the well-sewn

are inspected by Number Six
and approved.

I'll be taking leave now.

Inspection resumes at 0900.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Yes, this is
inspector Number Six.

I'd like to speak
to Number One.

I'm sorry about the delay
on the cotton briefs.

Oh, yes, yes. The button downs
were in great shape. And...

Yes. And I promise you...

I promise you
that the cotton briefs
will be ready in no time.

What a great guy.

B.A.: Hey, man, you don't
read German, do you?

B.A.,

current is current.

And the Frankman
is death on current.

Watch and learn.

Hey, man. You cut
the wrong wire, fool!

(CAR HORNS HONKING)

(CAR TIRES SCREECHING)

(CRASHING)

What do you know?
They wired the cross-relays
right after all.

You better hope you get it
right this time, man.

If you don't, I'll relay
my fist upside your head.

Just be ready with the timer.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Come in.
Herr Strasser?

Yes.

How long will it take
to restore my power?

Doctor, are you all right?

(CRYING) Yes.

I had given up hope.

Doctor, look,
are you ready to leave?
Yes, yes.

I will be just one moment.

STRASSER: You are aware

that my wife, Marlena,
is under house arrest?

Yes?

House arrest?

Oh, yes.

Yes. Well, as a matter
of fact, our agents
in the field

will have that situation
contained very shortly.

Actually, Doctor,

you see, this is just
our initial contact.

As a matter of fact,
we have to make sure
all the components

of this very carefully
orchestrated operation

are set in motion
before we leave.

What is another day?

I will be here
when you're ready.
Good.

Except for a brief visit
at the American
football exhibition.

Yes, well, then.
We'll see you tomorrow.

Wait. Just one moment.

You must take this.

It is a live culture

from Project Victory.

Doctor, that isn't necessary.

It is vital
that your scientists
receive this

as a precaution
against something going
wrong with my escape.

Please.

Good.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(GIGGLING)

FACE:
This plan is von stinken.

Strasser's wife
is still at home

and under guard.

Oh, then I'll give
Brecht a reconsideration,

and tomorrow,

while we're practicing,

we'll break out Mrs. Strasser,
grab Strasser,

and leave
tomorrow night instead.

No...

Face, you all right?
No, no, no. I'm not okay.

Here.

You...

You have any idea
what this is?
No.

Well, this happens
to be a sample
of Project Victory.

Yeah, it's what Carla said

could have
catastrophic repercussions
on the West.

That's what this is.
What this whole mission
is about.

Right here,
in my very own sock drawer.

Good a place as any.
Give me a cigar.

What are you, nuts?

For all we know,
that stuff could ignite.

(STUTTERING) You want to
evaporate the entire universe?

Johnny, I just heard
Brecht moved the schedule up.

The ball game's tomorrow.

We're leaving tonight, right?

Doesn't look like it.

Well, we can't play
a real game because
we don't have a real team.

We don't have a choice.

If we don't play,

we blow our cover
and the chance of getting
the Strassers out at all.

DISHPAN: Come on, fellas!

I thought you guys
were supposed to

bang your heads
against the walls
or something before the game.

Yeah, I guess that makes us
both wrong, huh?

You boys got something
on your mind?

You ever see
Mutiny on the Bounty?

We've been talking, Hannibal,
and we don't think you ever
planned on playing this game.

What you talking about, man?
We're here, ain't we?

Come on, B.A.
This ain't a team yet.

We haven't had
scrimmage one.

We don't even have a line-up.

We don't even have
a game plan.

We don't have nothing.

Some of these guys
haven't played football
since summer camp.

Makes it easier to offer
a 500 grand winner's share,
doesn't it?

HORNE: Now, look, look
we ain't out of line here.

And you guys, well,
you're the A-Team.

We just wanna know
what the heck's going on here.

You deserve that.
You're right.

This game is just
a smoke screen.

The truth is

we're here to smuggle
a German scientist

and his wife out
of East Berlin.

He has a formula

that is crucial
to the survival
of the United States.

We're working
for the government.

Yeah, I mean, if the plan
hadn't hit a little snag,

we wouldn't even be
playing this game.

What happens to us
if you guys get caught?

Well, on the remote
possibility of that happening,

we've made arrangements
to have you guys
escorted to West Berlin.

That's right. Now, what we're
asking you to do is
what you came here to do.

Play a little football.

The difference is,

I'm asking you to
do it for your country.

It sounds like a lot of people
are counting on us
playing this game.

I say we give it a shot.

Let's do it, man!
All right.

Go!

(PLAYERS CHANTING)

Well, at least the fans
won't get on us too badly.

Fans could have
gotten our boys fired up.

The Commissar's smarter
than I thought.

And may I ask
what happened to the

we'll-save-the-Strassers-using
the-crowd-as-cover plan?

We'll call an audible.

Mr. Bryant,
I hope you haven't taken
this game lightly.

The East German team
is highly skilled.

Well, I think we'll do okay.

Our men are trained to inflict
maximum physical punishment,

particularly
on the quarterback.

You might possibly
end up crippled.

You must've
misread your program.

This is supposed to be
a friendly exhibition game.

And it will be.
As long as I win.

I'm sure we can come
to a satisfactory arrangement.

You guys
are gonna be my line.

All that means is
when the ball is snapped,

the guy opposite you,
you just knock him
on his butt.

You got it?
PLAYER 1: Right!

PLAYER 2: Yeah!
All right.

(WHISTLING
THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER)

(WHISTLING GERMAN
NATIONAL ANTHEM)

Well, I hope you boys
aren't counting

on your part of the gate
for lunch money.

I trust the lack
of a large crowd

won't affect
your team's play,
Herr Smith.

Not at all.
As a matter of fact,

I think some
of our moves are gonna

make you jump
right out of your seat.

Hi, I'm Stu Nahan reporting
live, from an empty
Weimar Stadium in East Berlin.

Yes, I said empty, because, for
security reasons,

this game between
the East German Army team

and Billy Bob Smith's
Texas Angels

will be played
without the benefit
of a cheering crowd.

And yet, millions
behind the Iron Curtain
will hear this game

along with all of you
back in America

and the rest
of the free world.

They're at midfield now
for the toss.

Heads.
Won by Texas.

B.A.: We'll receive.

Already there's an incident!

T.J. Bryant
is knocked on his rear
by the East German captain.

I can see these guys
are gonna be trouble.

East Germany kicking off now.

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)

Fielded by
Davy Miller to 10.

And he gets back up
to the 15-yard line
and he is gang-tackled.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

(PLAYERS CLAMORING)
DAVY: My leg!

Davy Miller is not getting up.
Boy, I just hope
he's not seriously injured.

I can't believe
there was no penalty called
by the officials.

Now what is this,
a ball game or an ambush?

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Split right. Ready?

ALL: Right.

COMMENTATOR:
And I got to
tell you, folks,

these German players
are enormous.

You just can't imagine
the size of these guys.

White 46, white 46.

Bryant under Stenter. Stenter
finds the pass and he is
dumped for a loss of five.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Second down, 15 to go.

Baracus in motion,
Bryant back, and again
he is sacked.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Hut!

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)

He is sacked again!

DAVY: I should've
stayed at home.

You should have stayed home!

Now I know
why I quit this game.

PLAYER: All right,
huddle up. Let's go.

COMMENTATOR:
First play from scrimmage
for the East Germans.

Schneider back to pass,
going deep now, deep
to Heindrich.

Wide open at the 45

and he will breeze
into the end zone
for six points.

I'll tell you,
this semi-pro team
from Texas may be

(WHISTLE BLOWING)
just a little
over-matched, folks.

PLAYER: All right, huddle up.
Let's go again.

Now the extra point effort.
It is up.

It is good.
And it's East Germany, seven,

the Texas Angels, nothing.

Talk about holding
and kicking and biting.

But these East German
referees see nothing of it.

(PLAYERS CHATTERING)

Maximum pass
protection on two. Ready?

T.J. Bryant
is the quarterback.

Down 7 to nothing,
he'll try to get this
offense moving.

White 46, white 46. Hut!

Now the snap.
He pitches right to Baracus
on the sweep.

They're stringing him out,
he's getting nowhere.

Yet a lot of late hits.

Get out there.

Hey, man, I can't do
anything out there.
I'm letting the team down.

B.A., I agree with everything
you're saying,

but you're the best I got,
believe it or not.

Now get back in there.

(SHOUTING)

Texas, so far,
has not been able
to gain a yard

against this massive
East German defense.

Slot right, split, pass 62,
dog on two. Ready?

PLAYER: Let's do it.
TEAM: Break!

Now it's second of ten.
Bryant is the quarterback.

Single setback,
Traynor. Bryant to pass.

He's got Traynor
wide open in midfield.

Good pursuit by the Germans.

But Bryant just
goes down on his own.

Nobody touched him.

Now something's got to be
going on with T.J. Bryant
this afternoon

because he just hasn't looked
like himself at all.

It appears Mr. Bryant's price
has been met.

Yeah.

Okay, we got a time-out.

Listen, Santana,

I think T.J.'s taking a dive
to save his own butt.

Hey, hey, hey!

Look, man,
I played some quarterback
in high school,

if you wanna use me,
I'm ready.

Don't you think
the Frankman's got his finger
on the pulse of this game?

Now, you, get back in there
and intercept a pass
or something.

Let's go, time's up.

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)

Hi, guys, huddle, huddle.
Real close.

A new defensive tactic
I want to show you.

The Frankie air cannon.

COMMENTATOR:
East Germany's ball first
and 10 of their own 15.

Schneider back to pass,
he's got Heindrich
open at the 30.

(RIFLE FIRING)
And the ball
tails away incomplete.

Anybody for
a foot-long weenie?

(PLAYER SHOUTING IN GERMAN)

Now it's second and 10.

Schneider again back to pass.

Looking, looking,
looking. Throwing.

(RIFLE FIRING)

Again, the ball tails off!
I don't get this at all.

Hide that.
Get rid of it.

Okay, okay, okay.

This was supposed to be
just a friendly exhibition
match, folks.

But I got to tell you,
it's been a...

(BOTH SPEAKING GERMAN)

(COMMENTATOR SPEAKING
GERMAN ON RADIO)

(ALL SHOUTING)

Sorry, T.J.,
time for a switch.

Well, you're the coach.

Yeah.

Why is Bryant
being kept on the bench?

Probably his tummy hurts.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Okay, fellas, let's show
these Krauts how to play
the game, all right?

Let's go, drop back,
pass, fullback circle.

B.A., show me some hands.

On one. Ready?

T.J. Bryant is benched
in favor of Mike Horne.

I can't say
that I'm surprised.

Bryant's been unable
to get this offense moving.

Hut!

(PLAYERS CLAMORING)

The give is to Baracus,
he goes up
the middle of the trap,

breaks into the secondary.

He can go all the way,
only one man to beat.

Touchdown, USA.

(ALL CHEERING)
B.A. Baracus,
up the middle for six.

Boy, he looked
like John Riggins
in the Super Bowl.

The Americans
finally get on the board.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

(COMMENTATOR SPEAKING
GERMAN ON RADIO)

Oh, man!

This thing wasn't
even double-stitched.

I don't know how
it passed inspection.

Well, I guess even the master
makes mistakes.

(GROANING)

I'm Number Six,
are you Two?

(PHONE RINGING)

Yes, this is Brecht.

Yeah, this is Shultz,
at the Strasser house.

The American
operative Number Six

has been found outside
looking in through the window.

Yes, Commissar Brecht,
we have taken him
into custody.

I see.

Excuse me, you wouldn't
happen to have

any double-strength thread,
would you?

No.

Commissar Brecht,
he mentioned something
called Project Victory.

Bring him here
to me immediately.

Yes, Commissar Brecht.

COMMENTATOR:
East Germany has the ball
and the lead, 14-7.

Strindberg, now a
quarterback, back to pass.

And it is picked off
by Mike Horne.

He may go for six,
he races down the sideline.

Come on, Hammer,
go, my boy!

Go, go, go!

30, 20...

Touchdown!

(BLOWING WHISTLE)
Texas Angels,
64-yard touchdown return.

All right!

And with the extra point
we could have
a tie game, folks.

A lucky play. We are still
in commanding shape.

Oh, you got to be kidding.

My boys come on stronger
in the second half.

My guards are presently
bringing Mr. Murdock
to the stadium by helicopter.

Lose this game, Mr. Smith.
Your friend's life
depends on it.

Yeah,
we got a real chance here!
We're starting to roll now.

ALL: Yeah!

If we don't lose

and lose big,
they're gonna kill Murdock.

I'm sorry, guys.

(ALL GRUMBLING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Oh, boy.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

(SIGHS)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(GIGGLING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(GRUNTING)

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

Oh, boy!

(FIRING)

Thanks!

Listen, I'm an American.
I'm here to take you
to your husband, all right?

You have Warner?
Is he all right?

Yes, yes, he's fine.

But we don't have much time,
we have to hurry, all right?

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

You speak English, don't you?

Yeah, I speak it.

Could I have a cigarette?

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)

COMMENTATOR:
The kick is taken by Schwollen
at the 10 yard line.

He gets out to the 20.

To the 30, to the 40,
he can go all the way.

Breaking into the open field,
he's all the way down
to the 20, to the 10.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)
And he's going to be
brought down from behind

at the Texas 1-yard line.

An inauspicious start
for the Americans here
in the second half.

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)
Now it's first and goal
for East Germany.

Richter in motion.
Handoff to Strauss.

Touchdown!

In the end zone,
through a hole big enough
to drive a tank through.

Following our victory,

I'll be interested in hearing
how the American operative

came to know so much
about Project Victory,
Herr Strasser.

Boy, you got to be fooling me.
In the U.S. of A.,

that's sold in all
the finer drug stores.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yes, this is Brecht.

I want the entire perimeter
of the stadium sealed off.

Search the premises
and post guards at every exit.

If anyone tries to
enter or leave, shoot them.

Some sort of problem?

Frau Strasser
has fled her home.

Apparently, with some help.

No.

Of course,
she will be found and shot.

And I doubt
that she will die alone.

Hey, Frankie, I don't know
how much longer
I can hold back, man.

You're not
the only one, B.A.

(PANTING)

Okay, listen up, men.
We got a new strategy.

I call it, "Revenge!"

(ALL SHOUTING)

COMMENTATOR:
First at 10, East Germany.
Strindberg back to pass.

Goes over the middle.
It is picked off
by Dave Cloud.

Cloud upfield to the 40,
he cuts through to 30,
cuts back across the 10.

He may score,
he's in there. Texas.

East Germany by four
with just 30 seconds
left in the game.

What are you doing?
Are you willing to give up
your friend's life

for a meaningless game?

Well, you know
us crazy Americans.

Sometimes
principle is everything.

Don't worry, Commissar,
it's too late to catch up now.

COMMENTATOR:
Texas Angels set to kickoff.

They're down by three,
with just 30 seconds to play.

Onside kick
moves through the air.

(PLAYERS SHOUTING)
Fielded to 40 by a line...
What a hit! Fumble.

Nice play, boys.

Dave Cloud
again with a big play.

After looking sluggish
through most
of the second half,

Texas has
really come out here
in the closing minute.

It is Horne at quarterback.
Bolt to 45.

25 seconds left.
Hut!

He's hit hard
after a game of five

and Texas
immediately calls time.

Man, your game plan
ain't working.

Okay, okay, okay.
It's time for
the Frankie special.

Now listen carefully, Hammer.
'Cause this play is designed

for 70-yard
game-winning touchdowns.

Boom!

Hey! Give me that.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

PLAYER: Blue 32!

COMMENTATOR:
17 seconds left
in this ball game.

Ball on the 35, second at 5.
The hit is to Traynor
on the drop.

He is racked up
behind the line
and time is called again.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

You guys just can't
follow instructions.
That play was foolproof.

Well, what are we
gonna do now?

(PANTING) I ain't got
a 70-yard arm anyway.

Hey, man,
let me run the play.

I'm sorry, T.J.,
I don't think Hannibal
is gonna go for this.

If we score a touchdown,
he'll go for it.

Wait, hold it, hold it!
We only got 10 seconds
left to play.

Ten seconds left,
Texas is down by three.

T.J. Bryant coming
back into the game.

With time running out,
he's gonna need a miracle

to pull this one out.

This is it.
It's all or nothing
for the Americans.

24-21, East Germany.

Both sides of the line
beginning to dig in.

These guys are exhausted

after 60 minutes
of hard-hitting football.

Hey, man, you sure
you're ready to play?

We wanna
win this thing.

B.A., remember
the playoffs against Crenshaw,
last play of the game?

Yeah.
Yeah, well, this time
don't drop it.

Split right,
maximum pass protection
on two. Ready?

(GROWLING)

Red 29, ready, set.

(PLAYER SPEAKING GERMAN)

Hut! Hut!

(PLAYERS CLAMORING)

COMMENTATOR:
Baracus makes the catch,
he's got it for the score!

PLAYER: Come on, B.A.

Time has run out,
Americans win!

Final score, Texas, 27,
and East Germany, 24.

I don't believe it!

(ALL CHEERING)

(EXCLAIMING)

Eisler, Strasser, come.

PLAYER 1:
Hey, T.J.!
PLAYER 2: What a coach!

Bingo!
Hey, big fella!

Commissar, we voted you
the game ball.

Did you think I was bluffing?

I have a sample
of Project Victory.

We can make a trade.
Murdock means more to me

than a chemical reaction.

You will turn over
Project Victory

or I'll have you
all shot as spies
right here and now.

You'll never
get away with it.

Hey, wait a minute, man,
speak for yourself.

Oh, shut up, T.J.

You disappointed me, T.J.
I thought we had
an agreement.

Well, football's one thing,
but I'm nobody's martyr.

I saw him put this
in the equipment bag.

But I'll need a guarantee
I get out of here alive.

Please be careful,
it's very unstable!

Hey, man, you better
stay with these guys

'cause if I ever
lay my hands on your...

Quiet!
I'll take that now, T.J.

How does it feel
to be sold out

by one of your own
countrymen?

Let me fill you in, pal.

I never sold nobody out.
Not my old team,

not these guys, and especially
not my country!

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

Let's go! Let's go!

The old quarterback sneak.

Gets them every time.

Hannibal!

Okay, everybody
in the chopper!

How bad is it?

Oh, man, I've had bee stings
worse than this.

I will not leave
without my wife.

Let's go, Murdock!

Wait, wait!

T.J.: Hey, B.A.
What?

I'm sorry I tore up
your scholarship
application, man.

That's all right.

(IN GERMAN ACCENT) Welcome
aboard, ladies and gentlemen.
This is your captain.

The temperature
in West Berlin
is a nippy 57 degrees.

Enjoy the flight.

All right!

Lucky!
He's lucky?
Get out of here.

I mean...

I see where you gentlemen
have put in for over $600,000
in operational expenses.

Face?
Well,

it's a small price to pay for
the freedom of Dr. Strasser
and his wife, don't you think?

Absolutely.
But out of the question

for the winner's share
in a football contest.

But I'll let you
explain it to our CPA.

Dr. Strasser and his wife
are doing real well,
they're getting reacquainted.

And they asked me
to pass along their thanks
to their rescuers.

Great, thanks accepted.

Fellas, it has happened.
And it has happened
sooner than I expected.

I have been promoted
to the Number One's
first assistant.

One-A.
Congratulations.

(DOORBELL RINGING)
Look what I have
for all of you.

B.A.: Dude, I got to
get the door.
Well, thanks.

Tested.
That worn waistband
I pointed out

impressed
the big cheese, huh?

No.

Stars.

Hi, General, Carla.
STOCKWELL: Hi, there.

Hi, fellas.

BOTH: Hi.

Listen, you guys
still up for that ski trip?

BOTH: Oh!

Gee, well, I can't speak
for Frankie here, but I don't
think so, you know...

Leave us here.
We're watching
the big game here.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Gee, that's too bad.
I mean, we rented a cabin
and everything.

Oh.
Huh.

Yeah, yeah.

I guess we better get going
or the roads will get bad.

Yeah, they get bad.

Bye, guys.
Oh, bye.

Yeah, see you.
Bye.

Really, General, do you
think we'd fall for
that routine twice in a row?

Yeah, give us
some credit, okay?

Susan and Maggie
are on their own time.