"I hate this job."
"Quit complaining, it pays the bills. Unlike half the messes you get us into."
"Whatever AJ. Call Colonel Decker and tell him we found the A-Team...Again."
"Are we going to go after them this time?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"You remember what happened to my truck the last time."
"Yeah, I'm still amazed that we survived. We flipped and rolled at least five times, and you weren't wearing a seatbelt."
"If it weren't my truck, I would've said that that explosion that happened when the gas tank ignited the instant we got clear was awesome."
"Yeah, that was one massive fireball. I didn't even think that something like that was even possible."
"Decker still owes me for the truck, and the custom job on the new one."
"Let's call it in so we can get back to what we do best, which isn't to chase guys who deal with the sort of scum we try to put away when we can half way across the country."