The A-Team1983

[Hannibal, Face and B.A. have been locked in a small-town jailhouse by a fake sheriff, who then leaves with all his deputies]

Face:
Why would they lock us up then take off?

Hannibal:
They've probably gone to tell the townsfolk that *we* stole their money. Make a great diversion - the bad guys get away, while the locals start looking at us, and throwing ropes over tree limbs.

Face:
Makes sense!

Hannibal:
I think we need to figure a way out of this jail, guys!

B.A. Baracus:
That's why we brought you along, Hannibal. That's you're department!

Hannibal:
Okay, the Hannibal Smith Ideas Department is now open for suggestions!

B.A. Baracus:
That's not an idea, Hannibal!

Face:
[Walking to the bars and taking a small pouch from his pocket] Well, I have an idea.

Hannibal:
[Looking at the pouch] A set of lock picks! You know, sometimes Face, your sense of larceny is your most attractive trait!

Face:
I know!