"Does something about this seem familiar to you?" Face asked as he loosened his collar on the plane after they had outrun the local bad guys who looked exceedingly familiar and took off.
"What do you mean?" Hannibal asked.
"It's like Deja vu. The plane's the same despite the fact that Stockwell usually flies us out on something better, and the last time we were here, I dressed as a priest, and you used the mosquito trick on B.A. before we ran for the plane." Face replied. "You know how that ended."
"How'd it end?" Frankie asked nervously. He wouldn't mind being on the A-Team too much if it weren't for the missions he kept being dragged on.
"Hey Murdock, where'd you get the plane?" Hannibal asked.
"Stockwell said you guys took too long and wouldn't give me a plane, so I clipped it off a rental repair line." Murdock called back.
"Oh no." Face groaned.
"You guys are going to love this..." Murdock said a few hours later when the plane started making funny noises.
"What?" Frankie asked.
"We're going down over South Carolina again." Murdock replied.