Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna come over there and shut it myself!
No, it ain't. Mine is special. Once upon a time, I didn't have a dime.
Hey, hey, hey, I am a pilot!
- Over there. Side by side. - How did you get outta there?
- Here you go, kid. - Well, I'll take my chances, Houdini.
Face, get over to the van. Get on the radio.
Amy'll get him out of the hospital for us. Can I use your phone, Doc?
to pick up this piece of trash.
Search him, Mo.
A-Team in need, do you read?
We'll let you out and help you with the bikers, and you forget you ever saw us.
Murdock, do you think you could fire this crane up?
- Gonna get you for this, Face! - What are you talking about?
Faceman messed up. That's why I got shot.
It's not gonna make you crazy, B.A. It's just gonna make you mellow.
You see, we're throwin' this little party. Y'all are invited.
Now, here's the deal.
You could even room with me at the V.A. I'll have them bring in an extra bunk...
We gotta get him some blood.
Don't anybody move a muscle! Don't even think about it!
- Hannibal always comes through. - Murdock'll be here right away.
AB negative is a very rare blood type. We'll be lucky if we can come up with a pint of it.
Really? Okay, I'll move 'em myself.
Well, listen. Military Intelligence said we best keep our eye on that white-haired fellow.
Well, near as I figure, in about an hour from now, we're gonna have our hands full.
- No way, man. He's nuts. - No, he isn't, B.A. Not really.
We will eat that pig for lunch.
- Did you get 'em yet? - No. They must still be out of range.
Did I get mad? No. These things happen.
Nope. Hannibal's not the one under the gun.
These things happen, man.
- You'll have to stay with the forward echelon. - I understand, sir.
Would you believe they've been looking for them two yahoos since the end of the Vietnam War?
Uh, that's supposed to be some sort of macho pass, and now I'm supposed to blush, right?
- I'm a police officer. - Sheriff, if I were you, I would not debate technicalities.
maybe you can hire... the A-Team.