All language subtitles for The A-Team (1983) - S05E08 - Family Reunion (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

[suspenseful music]

(INTERCOM BUZZING)

This may be the most
important document ever
to come into my possession.

He wants to trade the rest
of it to have Thanksgiving
with his daughter.

When he calls back,
give him the green light.

I ran a preliminary.
It seems that
Able Seventeen or Able Eight

would be best suited
for the job.

He wants the A-Team.
He knows I've got them.
That's why he called me.

General, they don't seem
to fit the profile.
It's hardly their style.

The information in this
diary could bring down
half the men in Washington.

Knowledge is power.

And I want that knowledge.

And he wants the A-Team.

He gets them.

(GUN FIRING)

"Forever yours,
Templeton Peck."

You know, I think
next Thanksgiving, I'm gonna
use pre-signed cards.

You know, this is the
first time I'm spending
Thanksgiving

away from my parents.

Hey man, it don't matter
where you are.
It's where your heart is.

And that's where
your family's at.

FACE: B.A., you know
he's got a point.

Christmas, Thanksgiving,
those are family holidays.

Family, you know, the mom and
the dad and 2.3 kids,

station wagon in the garage...

Yo, Murdock, I'm trying
to make a shot here.

Look, why don't you
just go in there,

tell Johnny you couldn't
get the turkey for him?

It's just that I find
this all so ironic.

I mean, there is
the Colonel in there,
slaving over a hot stove

to fix me a big juicy
Thanksgiving dinner,
and, I mean...

Ever since I've been
tending turkeys, I mean...

Well, that's just the
biggest mistake I ever made.

Well, like they say, never get
too friendly with a bird
you're gonna eat.

Hannibal's famous Four Day
Turkey-Eating Experience
is about to begin.

The sauce is simmering,
the stuffing is terrific,

the assistant chef
is getting impatient,

where's the bird?

Colonel, I just can't,
I mean,

now that I work around
turkeys all day long,
I mean, I'm sorry.

Murdock got a little
closer to the main course
than he wanted to.

Oh. Never get too friendly
with a bird you're
gonna eat, Murdock.

Well said.

I'm sure I could rustle
up some soup for you.

HANNIBAL: But the rest of us,
we've gotta have a turkey.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

I think he's too big
for the pot.

What are you doing here?
Didn't you promise us
a week off for the holidays?

I don't recall using the word
"promise," Lieutenant.

In exactly 48 hours, you're
going to help reunite a wanted
criminal and his daughter.

And in the process,
bring down half the crooked
politicians in Washington.

I guess we'll have to
turn the sauce off.

A.J. Bancroft was a member
of the Congressional
kitchen cabinet in the 60s.

He was one of the most
powerful non-political men
in Washington

until his indiscretions
were discovered.

Yes, he was indicted
on 22 counts,
including conspiracy.

Well, you have
to know something when
you're tending turkeys.

Hey, man, if this guy
is such bad news,
why you want us to help him?

Bancroft kept a diary.

A complete history
of everyone
he conspired with.

The swap. A visit
with his daughter for
a list of crooked politicians.

One that I will
put to good use.

I'll bet. A list like that
could make a man very
powerful in Washington.

Don't insult me, Colonel.
Blackmail is not my style.

It isn't?
Then how did I get here?

It won't be long before
certain people in Washington
get wind of A.J.'s return.

They'll do anything
they can to silence him.

Anything.

HANNIBAL: Time is
not in our favor.

B.A., you and Frankie pick up
Ellen in Tallahassee.

We'll meet Bancroft
in St. Augustine.

Check this out.
"At the age of 26,
A.J. Bancroft

"had established himself as
the major force in independent
corporate financing."

The guy must be a genius.

He's a snazzy dresser, too.

And now he's coming back
to see his daughter.

Imagine what he
had to go through.

Him? Imagine what they
went through when he
skipped the country.

Darn it.
Erica is not at home.

Erica?
Yeah, Murdock's
got a girlfriend.

You do?
Maybe, maybe not.

She just moved into
our apartment building

and I met her at the mailboxes
and we kind of hit it off
in a cerebral way.

Yeah?
I asked her if she could
look after my hamster

and she said she would.

Sounds like true love to me.

Congratulations, Murdock,
you know it isn't often that

a girl offers to take
care of a guy's rodent.

Okay, we'll meet at
the Lobster Claw Restaurant
in Daytona

and then get on
to the marina.

Slip number seven to be exact.

And, guys, I have scammed us
a beautiful 70-foot sloop.

Listen, guys, anybody ever
stop to consider that
just possibly,

this Ellen Bancroft is
not too thrilled about
finding her long-lost father?

You know, I mean 20 years,
that's a long time.

HANNIBAL:
You drive first, Face.

All right, I hope this thing
has cruise control.

(ENGINE REVVING)

EDWARDS: Well, the issue here
isn't cruise missiles,
it's dollars and cents.

The President didn't
recommend me for
this position because

I could dismantle a tank
and tell you how it works.

But I can dismantle a
budget, and that's what
the Defense Department needs.

Mr. Edwards, the committee
is well aware of your ability

to dance around
the financial world.

I hate to ask this,
but a very important
phone call just came in.

If you respected elders
wouldn't mind...

(GAVEL BANGING)
Adjourned for lunch.

Edwards.
It's Owens.

Our sources in Barbados
confirm it. Bancroft is
on his way into the country.

I knew he'd pull
something like this.

His timing couldn't
have been worse.

He's come back to pull
me down, but he'll want
to see his daughter first.

Be there when he does.

FACE: The
Bristol Queen.

Permission to come aboard?

You've got less than
10 seconds to explain
what you're doing here.

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

It's all right, Captain.
These men are my escorts.

You're A.J. Bancroft?

The man at the office
said she lived here.

The man at the office
was running out the door
for Thanksgiving.

I just hope she hasn't
left town for the holiday.

2128.

Okay, you knock.
Then stand back and
let me do my stuff.

DISHPAN: Ellen Bancroft?

Yes. What can I do for you?

Well, my associate and I
have been commissioned by
a party of mutual interest.

I am Frank...
Your father sent us.
He wanna talk to you.

Frank,
you wait down here.

This is really bizarre.
It's hard to believe,
you know?

I mean, what am I supposed
to say to the man?

Maybe we better
take the stairs.

Get them!

Get them!

You're gonna love this, B.A.
We did it in
Jaws.

(GUN FIRING)

Lobster bisque,
lobster thermidor,
lobster flambé,

lobster with cheese and rice.

But no chili dogs.
Faceman's gonna be upset.

"Face." That's a
charming nickname.

That's because he's a
charming sort of guy.

We call him "Faceman"
because he is so good-looking

that he can extract the answer
"yes" from you without ever
having asked the question.

Sort of the conman's
tool of the trade, you know?

He doesn't sound like a very
sincere kind of friend.

No, no, no.

He's a great guy.
Always there in a pinch.

He'd rip the shirt
off his back for you.

Then he'd go out and
scam one for himself.

A con man with integrity.
It's an interesting
combination.

Well, at least
that part of the mission
is done with.

Well, I hope you guys
didn't get followed.

Oh, Hannibal.
Sorry, B.A.

That's interesting.
I mean, I've been out with
a few ladies in my time,

but I've never seen one
go to the ladies' room
without her purse.

DISHPAN: Maybe that's
because they had no
intention of returning.

Get A.J. to the van.
I'll help Hannibal.

I didn't know
it was a bomb.
I swear!

Sure, lady.

What the hell is
going on here?

This whole thing was
a set-up to kill you.
That wasn't your daughter.

But somebody knew
you hadn't seen her
in 20 years.

Well, where is my daughter?

We're gonna find her.
First, we gotta
get you out of here.

Leave that alone.
Give it to me now.

This is a picture of Face.

A.J.: Would you give it to me?
It's none of your business.

What are you doing
with Face's picture?

I told you it was
none of your business.

No, but it's
Face's business.

You wouldn't understand.

Enlighten me.

Templeton Peck is my son.

So, you tell me.
What makes you think
Face is your son?

Contrary to popular belief,
A.J. Bancroft's life

did not begin with his
first corporate merger.

Long before that
there was another life.

I married very young
to my college sweetheart,
Samantha.

The marriage was
not really my idea.

You mean it was Face.

As it turned out,
we named him Richard,
after my father.

Things began to fall apart
almost immediately.

I tried my best, but I
couldn't support a family.

So...

So you ran out on them,
right? That's something
you do real well.

I went to New York and got
a job in the Stock Exchange.

And in no time I was making
a profit and hiring
runners to work for me.

I remarried and had Ellen,
and I tried to forget my past,

but I couldn't forget my boy.

I couldn't find his mother,
Samantha, and eventually,
I went back to find him.

Well, if this is true,
that means Ellen
is his half-sister.

He's got a family.
I should tell him this.

No, you can't tell them yet.
You let me handle this.

No, I don't think so,
Mr. Bancroft. You had 30 years
to tell him and you blew it.

I had my reasons.
I protected my interests
and that was wrong.

But things are different now.
I came back now
to be with my family.

Look at me!

Murdock, I'm dying.

I may never see
another Thanksgiving.

I had to come back
before that.

Which makes it all the more
important that he knows now.

But for God's sake,
let me do it.

24 hours. That's all I ask.

Please?

Consider this a last request.

EVELYN: Let me go.
Please, let me go!

This is Evelyn Bronson,
delivery girl for the mob.

Look, I told you,
I didn't know
what was in the purse.

She claims that somebody paid
her five grand to set you up

by pretending to
be your daughter.

Who's paying you?

Some guy named Owens.

The news report said
no one was hurt.
What happened?

You tell me. There was
a bomb in that purse.
I could have been killed.

That's the last time
I'm working for you.

You better have the rest
of my money or I'm going
straight to the police.

Do you understand me?

You'll get what
I promised you.

In there.
Give me a minute.

HANNIBAL: 130 degrees,
a nice place to start.

What are you guys
trying to do to me?

Basting.

See, this thing
has two settings,
high and low.

At the moment, you're on low.

Now, where's my daughter?

B.A.: Cook the sucker.

Put him on high, B.A.

Now, we got all day,
what's it gonna be?

(STEAM HISSING)

HANNIBAL: How many
hours of this do you
think you can take?

Okay, okay. Shut it off.

I'll listen first.

Where's Ellen?

I don't know!
Really, I don't know.

Edwards has the girl, not me.
He knows Bancroft is coming
back to testify.

Jacob Edwards.
I would have guessed.

Who's Jacob Edwards?

My one-time partner,
who's up for a
presidential appointment.

BANCROFT: The last half
of my diary is devoted to him.

Okay, B.A.
Put him on ice.
Let's go, guys.

Face, better check in
with the owner.

Tell him we'll keep a list
and pay when we leave.

What are we doing here?

I thought we were
going to see Edwards.

We are.

And I'm gonna shake him
up a bit, so he'll wanna
move your daughter.

That's when we grab her.

And we'll try to do it
without endangering her.

But what are you going to do?

We're gonna use power brakes.

(MACHINE SQUEAKING)

Face, can I talk to you
about something?

No, not now.

I gotta go pay Mr. Mullens
for all this junk here...

Now, now, please. Listen,
it's very important.

I've got to
tell you something.

What, am I gonna have
to guess here? I mean...

No, no, no. I, uh...

It can wait. I'm sorry.

I appreciate your
not saying anything.
I know how torn you are.

Listen, you got
20 hours left. Then I'm
gonna tell him everything.

What the devil?
HANNIBAL: Hi, pal.

We didn't like
the turkey you sent us,
so we brought it back.

Who are you?
Hannibal Smith.

You work for the government,
any bells ringing?

Smith. Smith,
the A-Team.
Hmm.

A.J. has hired
the A-Team. Incredible.

Where is Ellen Bancroft?

You're bothering to ask?
Why don't you just do to
me what you did to him?

He's just a flunky.
You'd have a back-up plan.

Now, A.J. is only in
the country to have a little
holiday with his daughter.

Don't bull me, Smith.
I'm a politician,
bull is my specialty.

A.J. is here to testify.

You bring him to me,
I'll release the girl.

No, you'd kill them both.

You were right.
A smart guy like me
always has a back-up plan.

Now, I don't haggle, Smith.

(HANNIBAL LAUGHING)

This is a copy of the project
A.J.'s been working on.

You've got
a terrific write-up.

Now, you meet me at the
southwestern reservoir

at 8:30 tonight with Ellen.

Let's go, guys.
All cooled off, huh, pal?

What the hell am
I paying you for?

I send you out on
a two-bit clean-up operation

and I come home
from Washington to this.

What do you expect?
It was five against one.

Give me a little time.
I can take those guys.

Don't be a fool.
Nobody's gonna take
the A-Team.

He's telling everything.

The little worm is
gonna spill his guts
and take me down with him.

Hannibal, I followed
Owens to a warehouse
on Orange Boulevard.

HANNIBAL ON RADIO:
Okay, Murdock.

Colonel, Colonel,
they're moving out.

They're heading west,
I repeat,
they're heading west.

We're on the way.

Closer, B.A.

Closer.

Got him!

What's going on?

Hello, Ellen.

Come on, Frank.

Sorry it took so long,
but I can't drive fast
without my helmet.

Okay, let's go, B.A.

OWENS:
Owens here.
They just left with her.

The transmitter is on her?

I put it in her bracelet.

Give them time to settle,
then track them down
and remove them.

Here we go,
three Burger Biffy Boxcars
with cheese. You...

No. No, thank you.

Come on, you're not
a health nut, are you?

Come on. It'll be good
for you. It won't hurt you.

I said no. Thank you.

All right, I don't have high
hopes for a warm holiday.

HANNIBAL: Where's Murdock?

He's calling his girlfriend
to check on Roger.

Well, he better hurry. We have
to be at Osceola National
Park before sundown.

Osceola?
But the yacht
is in Daytona.

No, it's been there
too long, Face.

We gotta play it safe.

The yacht is safe, Colonel.
Nobody traces my scams.

Face, think
mountain cabin.

I'm sorry, that's all the
information we have on
Templeton, Sister Theodora.

(IN DISGUISED VOICE)
That's all right,
Sister Margaret.

We were just trying
to update our records.
It's not important.

Bless you for trying.
You're welcome.

What do you think?

The time, the date,
the location,
it's all perfect.

It could be Face's dad.
And if it is, he has
a right to know that.

But would he want to
know that his father
is A.J. Bancroft?

MAN OVER INTERCOM:
Yeah. Would you like some
fries with that, sir ?

(TRANSMITTER BEEPING)

Southeast. Let's go.

There you are.
Listen, Murdock.

Please, don't ever sneak up
on me like that again.

I'm sorry. I just wanted to
talk to you, Murdock. I mean,
what's going on, huh?

You've been walking around,
staring at the ground,
talking to yourself,

you're on the phone
half the time.

Okay, here we go.

If you met somebody that
you had never met before...
Yeah.

...and they ask you
not to tell me
something that you thought

that I should know,
would you do it?

Well, I don't know, I mean,
I'd have to know...
That's too hypothetical.

Who are we talking
about here, huh?

We're talking about me.

You?

Somebody asked me
not to tell Erica something.

Listen, Murdock.
Where women are concerned,

it's really best
to just go on
your gut instinct.

Where women are concerned.
Yeah.

Gut instinct.
Yeah.

Thanks. Good.
Sure. Any time.

I have a lot of things
to discuss with you.

I really don't know
where to start.

Why did you leave
Mom and me? Start there.

I made some errors
in judgment.

I won't defend them

and I'm certainly not
going to discuss them now.

I'm not talking
about your crimes.

I'm talking about
your wife and daughter.
Why did you leave us?

At this point,
it almost doesn't matter.

I think we both have
to accept that I did it.

I thought I had to
at the time.

Ellen, despite what happened,

I never stopped caring
for the two of you.

You didn't even
come to her funeral!

I need some air.
Am I allowed to
leave the cabin?

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've been
kidnapped, I have been
shot at, I'm just...

I just need some air.
Am I a prisoner or what?

Of course not.

(TRANSMITTER BEEPING)

(BEAR GROWLING)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Everything all right in here?

You have a gift for
understatement. Come in.

I take it you saw
Ellen walk out?

Yeah, and she
didn't look too happy.

I know, another
understatement.

Reaching across
20 years isn't easy.

I keep calling out
for my little girl

and expect her to
listen to her father.

Mmm-hmm, and instead, what
you have is a grown woman

who doesn't even know
what her father sounds like.

You would know that
better than I.

But we're not talking
about me here, are we?

Templeton, what do you think?

Is this a mistake,
my coming back here
after all these years?

To be honest, Mr. Bancroft,
I don't know.

Well, do I have the right,

does anyone have the right
to do this to their children?

Well, if you're coming
back here to just wash
some guilt off your hands,

I'd say, yes, it's a mistake.

No, it isn't guilt.

As you can see,
I'm not a well man.

I haven't been
for quite a while.

My ailments have become
my preoccupation,

I feel things
slipping away from me,

the things I anticipated,
my hope for the future.

People take their tomorrows
for granted

when they're
young and healthy.

I assumed I had a lot of time

to correct the damage
I've done in my life.

You know, Mr. Bancroft,

when I was just a kid,

one of the sisters in the
orphan... In the school

that I attended,

she taught me this poem.

"Look to this day
For yesterday is but a dream

"Tomorrow is but a vision
But today well-lived
makes every yesterday

"A dream of happiness

"And every tomorrow
a vision of hope"

Any father would
be proud of you.

Well, I'm also
a wanted criminal.

Who could be proud
of a son like that?

Or a father like that?

Hi, can I
buy you a drink?

The back-up troops
have arrived,
is that it?

Look, if you were sent
out here to say
you understand how I feel,

that I should go back
and work things out,

you can save
your breath, okay?

I came out here because
I hate to see somebody

let an opportunity like this
slip through their fingers.

An opportunity?
Mmm-hmm.

If you had been there
and seen what he did

to my mother and me,
you wouldn't feel that way.

You can't imagine.

And you can't imagine
what it's like to have
to leave the ones you love.

For whatever reasons.

No doubt about who's side
you're on, is there?

This isn't a game.
There are no sides here.
You know, I...

I'll tell you,
if that was my father
back in that cabin,

I'd want to find out
everything I could
about him.

You never knew your father,
did you, Face?

No.

Well, I read about mine
every week in the papers.

Maybe you're better
off not knowing.

Maybe.

And, on the other hand,
maybe you should forget what
you've read about your father

and go in there and
find out for yourself.

You see,
that's the difference
between you and me.

You have the opportunity
to find out, I can only

wonder about who or
what my father was.

What if you didn't like
what you found out?

Doesn't matter.
The bottom line is
that I'd know.

And if I
never saw him again,

if the whole thing ended
the next day, then at least

I'd have a memory.

You know,

I don't...

I don't think you're afraid
of finding out that you're
right about your father.

I think you're afraid of
finding out that you're wrong.

You're afraid that
you'll love him.

I'll be all right.

I'm sorry I ran out on you.

Must run in the family.

STOCKWELL ON PHONE:
That seems to come under the
heading of a personal request.

Not something
I normally honor.

A.J. specifically
requested us. You must've
been aware of that.

I know as much as you do.

That A.J. says
he is Face's father.

Whether he is or is not
is of no concern to me
or your mission.

Now, I see no need
to use my resources
to confirm his genealogy.

Is that understood?

I'm a lot closer to that
precious diary of yours
than you are, General.

Need I say more?

All right, very well,
I'll find out
what you need to know.

In the meantime,
concentrate on the mission.

FACE: How's Erica
and the hamster?

Oh, fine, fine. Here,
let me take one of those.

Murdock, you know something?

I think this is gonna be
a good Thanksgiving after all.

Good, good.

And after it's over,
I'm gonna ask Ellen out.

Oh, that's a stupid idea.
Ellen is not your type.

Murdock, I never met
anybody I was so completely,
you know, at ease with.

It's weird,
I can't explain it.

No, no.
She's definitely my type.

Other women are your type.

Murdock, you wouldn't
happen to have your own,

shall we say, designs
on Ellen, would you?

Yeah. Yeah, we plan to get
involved as soon as we can.

Murdock, you're
a terrible liar.

I know I'm...

(STAMMERING) You see, you're
not privy to the whole thing.

There are things here
that you should know that
you don't know, and I'm...

There they are.

Go get them! Get them!

Johnny!

Johnny, Face and Murdock
are coming up the road.

DISHPAN: Looks like
they're in a hurry.

Guys, we better move,
we just ran into Owens
and his men back in town.

Ellen, you better
get your father,
we gotta move, okay?

He's dead.

What?

That's why he decided to
see me now. He was dying.

My father.

A man I never understood,

and didn't want to
until it was too late.

Goodbye.

I hope she's gonna be okay.

Bet Stockwell knew
A.J. was dying.

I'm sure he did,
but it doesn't matter now.

You ran out on him again.

At least you were consistent.

Well, I'll go tell him.

Okay, listen up. They came
in here yesterday and rented
a cabin off the I-10.

Now, this is our last chance.

Either we bury these
people or we can forget
about going home. Follow us.

Let's go.

What kind of a friend are you?

Look, it still
might not be true.

It's possible that
he isn't your father.

Yeah, and it's possible he is.

Why didn't you tell me,
Murdock? Why? Why did
you hide it from me?

Because A.J. begged
me not to tell you.

And, I said okay,
but if he didn't tell you,
then I would.

I see, so you tell me
now, after he's dead.
Well, your timing stinks.

Well, he was dying!
What do you want me to do?

It was a last request!

Well, I see.
Well, it's nice to know
where your loyalties are.

Who else have you told, huh?
Hannibal, B.A., Frankie,
the newspaper boy?

No, no, no, just
you, me and...

Stockwell knows.

Stockwell? You told
Stockwell about my father,
but you can't tell me?

I swear, you know,
I don't understand
what motivates you.

And you know something?
You were always the one that
I thought I could count on.

Well, you still
can count on me.
Oh, really?

And because of you I may
have lost the only chance

I'll ever have to find out
who my father was, huh?

Did you think
it wasn't important?

Face, that's not...
Leave me alone.

Listen, there's
more to the story...
I said leave me alone!

Good. Good. Good. Good.

You're perfectly clear
about that.

But let me tell you one thing.

You remember when
I was in the van and you
caught me on the phone?

And I told you I was
talking to Erica and then
I asked for your advice.

I said somebody had
come to me and they told
me something about Erica,

but they begged me
not to tell her about it.

I said, "What should
I do?" You said,
"Trust your gut instinct."

Well, it wasn't Erica
I was talking about.
It was you.

And you were wrong!
And let me tell you this.
If A.J. had not died

and if he had had the
opportunity to tell you,
right now, here, by this tree,

you would be thanking me
for holding back and
not telling.

Murdock.
No, don't say anything!

One thing about you and me
I've always liked,

that's our fights.

'Cause we don't have
to stumble over
our lips apologizing.

Here they come.

First take, everybody.

All right, Bancroft,
you got one minute before
we start leveling this place.

Howdy, fellas.

Thanksgiving dinner
isn't till 4:00.

Cut it, Smith.
I want Bancroft.

I don't give a rat's brain
about you or your men.

Oh, seeing as you
got a rat's brain,
I'm tempted to believe you.

We've got the firepower
that says we don't believe
in dying for him.

You want him?
You got him.

It's a dummy.

He's getting away!

Never underestimate
the efficiency of
a special effects master.

B.A.: That's everyone,
Hannibal.

Except we're missing
one weasel

and that one
belongs to Ellen.

CHAIRMAN: I think the
first order of business
of this committee should be

the confirmation of
Jacob Edwards to the
Committee for Defense Finance.

Lengthy investigations
and hearings on the part
of this panel

have produced no
reasonable obstructions
to his appointment.

Therefore, if there is
no further debate...

One moment, please!

ELLEN: If I may
address the committee.

Order, please. Order!

(GAVEL BANGING)

CHAIRMAN:
Who are you, young lady?

Ellen Bancroft,
daughter of A.J. Bancroft.

This is ridiculous.
Somebody take her away.

I'm an American citizen
and I demand the right
to speak at this hearing.

(GAVEL BANGING)
Ted, you can't...

It's the law, Jacob,

even though the procedure
is a bit unusual.

All right, Miss Bancroft,
now tell me what you have
in mind, but be brief.

You all know my father
was a criminal.
A fugitive from justice.

He died Thanksgiving morning,

but not before
giving me his diary.

I think that these pages
will be of interest to you.

They deal with my
father's association
with Jacob Edwards.

It's a lie.
I barely knew the man!

(CROWD MURMURING)

CHAIRMAN:
I recommend that we suspend

these proceedings until we've
had a chance to research this.

REPORTER:
Miss Bancroft, were you
with your father when he died?

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

(SIGHING)

What time did Stockwell
say he'd call?

Anytime now.

You know,
at this point I...

I don't think I even
want to know the truth.

He said he just had to
run down a few leads.

What are you
gonna tell Ellen?

I don't know.

You know, I never knew what
it was like to have a father.

How am I supposed to know
what it's like to lose one?

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Captain, I have
the information you requested.

All right.
What is it?

He was your father.

Well, this is...
This is like a dream.

Think, uh...