THE A TEAM ARE MEETING WITH A MAN IN A WAREHOUSE.
MAN
So you're the ATeam, an elite mercenary team of US Special Forces, and you're for hire?
HANNIBAL
That's us, now how can we help you Mr Jones?
MAN
I just bought some land in Nigeria that's rich in oil. But there's a tribe the Dinkas on there, and I can't permission to drill for oil. I want to slaughter them.
FACE
Look Mr Jones, I think you've got this back to front. Don't you mean you want to protect the Dinkas from, some spurious oil company chasing them off.
MAN
Well no, that's ridiculous, why would any one pay for that? No I want you to kill all the Dinkas, and murder a couple of nosey UN observers. Oh and if you could rape some of the other local tribes, and maybe beat them abit. Keep 'em from inteferring.
HANNIBAL
We're not that sort of mercenary organisation, we're.. er
FACE
Nice
MURDOCH
And wacky, I make all kinds of wacky mental jokes.
MAN
Oh, I see so do you shoot people?
FACE
Not really, we kinda shoot at them, and miss and they give up.
MURODCH
And I talk to a sock, and do a fake English accent.
MAN
Well that's it I'll take my business else where.
BA
I pity the fool who turns this job down. The Vans past it's MOT, Murdoch's Prozac prescriptions run out, and Hannibal's still on the Jazz.
FACE
You're heroin habit is pretty expensive.
MURDOCH
And with out my little yellow pills, I'm not wacky. I just remember the 'Nam, the horror, the horror.....
CURLS UP IN A BALL.
MAN
You're the worst bunch of mercenaries I've ever seen I'm outa' here.
WALKS OFF
BA
That's it screw you suckers, I'm joining Blackwater.
BA STORMS OFF.