Mike Boss man. How the hell are you? Still chewing the same dirt? I am, unfortunately, and...

Col. John 'Hannibal' Smith: Mike Mike 'The Operator': Boss man. How the hell are you? Col. John 'Hannibal' Smith: Still chewing the same dirt? Mike 'The Operator': I am, unfortunately, and out here in lovely Mexico. Col. John 'Hannibal' Smith: Good. So, what have you got for me? Mike 'The Operator': I got a fast bird doing pizza runs. Call sign is "Hatchet", and that is wherever you want it to be. Lt. Templeton 'Faceman' Peck: Shoot anything that moves, ok? This is worse than Colombia. Mike 'The Operator': I know Tuco, man. Don't worry about it. And you're covered in gas, which I think it's interesting.

Well, this will be the second time Smith has died this week. Is that possible? - What have you got for me? - Look at this. We just got the unscrambled composite of Smith's visitor in prison, but with no ID on the subject yet. Hello, handsome. Wait, I've seen this person before. I know this guy. Baghdad. Get me a clean patch to Langley. We're going fishing. I barely even heard about it. I mean, I heard bits and pieces of it, but how much of that was us? - So, I have a... - l was talking. - It's never us. - Can you stop? I have a DOD hardline from Lieutenant Sosa. She's looking for Agent Lynch. He's not available, ever. Agent Lynch, from Baghdad? General Morrison's tent? Out. Why do we have her? She's got a fantastic personality. That's why. With whom am I speaking? This is Lieutenant Sosa. Is this Agent Lynch?