Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yes? - Is Captain Stark there?
You're all measured for body bags.
Ten years ago, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court...
- Okay. - Who are these guys, man?
These guys know exactly what kind of a game they're playing. What we gotta do...
- You're good. - And you guys are finished.
Collins, you take that ridge up there, the one we used last time. Donny, that slope over there.
They're not magicians. They're only as good as their G-2.
Stark just contacted the last of the others. He made the call from a phone booth on the street.
We just got into this to make a couple of extra bucks. All right?
Oh, no! He's gone! It's too late, Doc!
throwing my schedule around... told me I had to get down here this morning...
- Why push it? - Because maybe the rest of us aren't as easy to please as you are, Collins.
Really. I wanna thank you guys, Miss Allen...
If I could just get your John Hancock, huh, Sergeant?
Sounds like you haven't been takin' care of yourself.
It's either that or the death penalty, Stark. And I've already passed that.
You're gonna charge us. So, uh, why don't you just spray that thing or something?
Murdock? Why do we need that crazy fool? We ain't flyin'.
anything you say can and will be used against you."
If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them...
maybe you can hire... the A-Team.
Ah. We're throwing in make-up, film, incidentals. Call it $3,680.
Got 'em by the ring toss. They're heading over toward the merry-go-round.
Uh, no, you see, there is no dog.