B.A.: We're offline Hannibal, all four mics are dead!
Hannibal: [from behind a newspaper] Looks like they found them.
Face: Great, that means we've lost the edge. Up against guys like these that, that doesn't make me feel too good.
[Murdock opens his mouth to say something]
B.A.: Shut up, Murdock! Shut up!... I told you this plan stinks!