Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

B.A.!
You lied to me.
Damn it, Grant. Doesn't this rag have a responsibility to protect its reporters on assignment?
No. He hates his Uncle Deke who used to sell the stuff.
Now take it easy, B.A. Take it easy.
and see E. T. just like everybody else?
This here's a fella by the name of Buster Hawthorn.
- You want him? - No, you take him.
a singer of songs.
My head will roll if this deal got messed up too.
I'll be damned.
- Later. - You wanna go to Mexico?
Straight behind us is the man from the Aquamaniac.
a lover of life, a hunter of rabbits...
Everything I own.
I wonder where they are now.
Okay, that's it.
He took his army over the Alps into Italy.
She's always been very assertive and I...
Caught the Romans sleeping and beat 'em up.
There is no need for us to be enemies.
I'm almost there. I'm on the way with troops.
Great!
Ya-hoo!
Telephone numbers in Massey's notes, it belongs to this joint.
Hey, come back!
Hang on. I'm making another run.
Now we join Psychology Chat Back with Dr Toni Pace.
You people might as well be dead.
Snapped. No doubt about it.
That's him. John Hannibal Smith.
There ain't nothin' in the world worth losin' your pride for.
I keep telling everybody, don't you think I wanna get out of here...
We got the Cisco Kid in the tower. He's screaming at me in Mexican, man.
That's what this is for, man. Timin' chains. Bullet fires between the blades of the prop.
There's a payphone. Pull over here.
Now this is more like it.
I am a soldier.
Wouldn't happen to have any aspirin? I'll pay you for it.
May I speak to Mr H.M. Murdock, please?
Good idea. Use ammonia.
We are getting out of México!
- Electric shock therapy? - Can you smell it?
I ain't going anywhere with him, Hannibal.
who fall in love with a lifeguard, a bullfighter and a schoolteacher.
I don't have a lot of time. I only have his uncle for the day...
I'll see ya maybe next week. Don't steal no hubcaps.
You want your friend back. The authorities shined you on.
I'd love some artillery. A 105 would be beautiful. Recoilless.
Get behind him and push.
- Are those scissors? - Yes.
We're here because we're friends of Al Massey.
Well...
But, Mr Peck, a crop duster?
They're big red and white ones. They're easier to see.
I'm a marked man. Valdez has agents in Puntarenas.
Hittin' the prop? We'll shoot it off!
That was really great...
The man is a mechanical genius.
- Where we going? - We're gonna turn right up here.
You've got to invest in yourself, son.
On the file I got on you, it said she died when you were five.
- From under his mattress. - San Rio Blanco?
You're not smart enough to be angry.
- The what? - Of course you've been told about it.
- This man is dying. How is he, Doctor? - Seventy over 120. Pulse is weak. Is he on medication?
only the very wisest and the very stupidest cannot change.
Move it! Move it! Move it! That's right. Through the water.
Now, B.A., you know I wouldn't try to fool you.
"Jo Bob, you get back on out there and get me that Gulfstream you was telling me about."
What happened to your head?
What was that Maury Wills junk? He could have fired a shot or blown a wheel off this bus.
Colonel Lynch, this is Mark. I made him.
I'm gonna slam-dunk that sucker.
No is enough. A-Team cost more.
Okay. Come on. You kids can help me carry this pole.
Take care of yourself, son.
It's a fluff picture, Mike. The director is a nut bar. Nothin' makes sense in Hollywood any more.
The leader is a colonel named John Smith.
And you've been using the money to finance your so-called guerrilla operation up here...