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I have this
recurring nightmare.

I'm on a game show,
and the $100,000 question is,

"What's the opposite
of Swissair? "

And before I can think,
I answer,

"Dalton Airways."

Jack Dalton's dream...
my nightmare...

and at the moment,
we were both living it.

He'd picked up this lame duck

at a drug enforcement auction
in Mexico,

at a bargain basement price,
of course.

Even drug-dealing desperadoes
draw the line

on what they'll fly.

But not Jack... oh, no.

Come on, baby.

Come on, be good to Papa.

She's getting a little
temperamental, isn't she?

Come on, baby, be nice to Papa.

Jack, we've lost one engine!

Yeah, well, we
still got one engine.

I'll get her cranked
right back up.

Old reliable...
that's what she is.

Come on, baby.

It didn't work!

You're absolutely right,
but you got

to look at the bright
side of these things, Mac.

We're still airborne,
we're close to home...

And we're falling
like a rock!

Yeah. It might have
something to do

with the flaps
being stuck.

Not to worry. We're only
ten miles from the airport.

Landing gear
coming down.

Uh-oh.

"Uh-oh"?
What, "uh-oh"?

What do you mean,
"uh-oh"?

Let me put it to you
this way.

I anticipate a slight problem
when we get there.

What?!

Well, you see these
two little lights?

The good news...

the right landing
gear is down.

The bad news is the left
landing gear isn't.

You mean we can't land?!

We're just not going
to make it, are we?

What are you doing?
Where are you going?

Hey, where are you
going with that?!

We've only got
one parachute!

And whose fault is that?!

Okay, okay.

What about me?

Jack, we all know

the captain
goes down with his ship.

I'm just the engineer.

The hydraulic fluid leaked out.

The airfield's
just ahead.

I figure you got
about... four minutes

to come up with
an ingenious plan.

Preferably one that works.

Now they're green!

MacGyver, you're beautiful!

Jack!

MacGyver!

Hey!

MacGyver!

We made it!

We defied gravity!

We defied the gods! Yah!

I don't know why
I'm mad at you.

I already knew
you were nuts.

The question is,
how touched am I

to keep getting
hooked up with you?

Hey, you're going
to look back on this

someday, Mac, and laugh

when we make a going concern
out of Dalton Air.

No. No! I refuse to get wrapped
up in your insanity. No!

Hey, look, Mac,
wait, wait.

I know it got a little
harum-scarum up there,

but you never have to fly with
me again if you don't want to.

That's good, Jack.

That's perfect.

I really don't want
to fly with youever!

Fine.

I do, however, have an opening
on my ground crew

for a person of your
eminent qualifications.

Mac?

No.

Excuse me.

That's right.
A large shipment

of U.S. Mint-grade
currency paper.

You'll have
your money.

Just make sure
you deliver.

Milland's decided
he won't take

the fake bills for
the currency paper.

He wants 20 grand in real
money for delivery tomorrow.

That wasn't the deal.

Where are we supposed to lay our
hands on that kind of money?

Don't sweat it;
we can fence

the phony 100 G's
for $20,000.

When we get it,

we'll have real plates,
real paper,

and that means
real money.

Real sweet.

Cutler... what's
this doing here?

I don't know.
I put it all

in the dryer
with poker chips

to age the bills.

It's empty!

It's gone!

What do you mean,
it's gone?

Where's the money?

The plates.

Somebody took
the damn plates!

It's all right, baby,
Mommy's here.

Carlo! Where's Doreen?

I thought she said
she'd stay

till the end
of my shift.

I sent her home.

Look, we're blowing
out of here.

What do you mean?

I mean we're
leaving here.

We're leaving this
town for good.

Here. I got all
that we need.

Where'd you get that?

Hey, never mind;
I just got it, all right?

You stole it from Cutler
and Durst, didn't you?

Are you crayy?
You can't rip them off!

I did. We're gone.

He's been nosing around here
for two days.

It has to be Carlo.

Where is he?
I don't know,

but I bet Katie
knows where he is.

We're parked out back.

You get Junior ready
to hit the road, huh? Shh.

Going somewhere,

Carlo?

No, you idiot!

Real wise, Einstein.

Get the girl!

Nothing!

He only had
about five grand.

Katie's long gone;
she's got to have it...

the rest of the money
and the plates.

She's got
more than that

if she saw you
ice her old man.

Don't panic.

We know
where she lives.

Yeah.
Okay.

First we dump the body,
and then we find her.

She can't get far
lugging that kid.

Yo, MacGyver!

Hey, buddy!

Opportunity knocks.

I don't want to hear it.

Then read it
before I frame it.

That there is Dalton Air's

first bona fide
cargo transport contract.

We're in business.

Nope.

You'rein business.

Well, look, MacGyver,
it's a legit contract.

Legit cargo.

No drugs or alcohol, no toxins,

no chemical cheese,

no endangered species
for slaughter.

Nothing you could possibly
object to

on moral, ethical
or scientific grounds.

All right... I'll bite.

What's the cargo?

Portable potties for Panama.

Jack, I won't fly with you,
you know that.

I'm not
asking you to.

I just need you
to help me get her airborne.

I got to make the pick-up
and delivery tomorrow.

Tomorrow?! Are you?!

Get off my couch.

Look what you're
doing to it.

Get out of here;
forget about it.

MacGyver, if you don't help me
get her airborne,

I'll lose the contract,
which means

I won't be able
to make rent on the hangar.

Which means I'm going
to have to ask you

to let me move in
for awhile.

I've got tools and
a welder in storage,

and I know where we
can scrounge for parts.

Shouldn't you
lock your door?

Somebody might
steal this beauty.

I thought
Ididlock it. Huh.

Shows you what happens
when I get all excited.

I only rent this
end of the hangar.

Other tenants have keys.

We're going to have
to drop the generator

out of this
number one engine.

You got a chain hoist?

I got one around
here somewhere.

What was that?

A cat?

That was no cat.

It's a baby, Jack.

What's it
doing here?

You're asking me?!

It's your airplane.

Okay, it's
my airplane.

But what's that got
to do with me?

Am I supposed to believe

that whoever
abandoned this baby

picked your hangar
and your airplane

by pure chance?

I'm not asking you
to believe anything.

I don't know how it got
here, or why.

Idoknow we got to
do something, quick!

Well, who are
you, little guy?

What do you think
a kid like this eats?

You know about
these things, Mac.

What? Do I look like Dr. Spock?

Oh, it's a boy.

Burps like a boy.

Trust me,
check under the hood.

Here.

Check this.

Will you please

make it stop?

He's hungry.

Well, I don't have

the equipment to feed it.

"Dear Jack, this is Jack Jr.

Please... "

No way.

Not mine.

"Please take care of him.

"I wouldn't do this
unless I had to.

I'm forever grateful. Katie."

Hey!

Who are you calling?

Social Services.

We need an abandoned
baby pick-up.

Jack Jr.

This is yours, isn't it?
No.

Look, I may have
inspired a namesake,

but I sure as hell
didn't sire one.

Oh, yeah, then who's Katie?

Who knows?

I mean, do I have to
take responsibility

for every woman I can't remember
who can't forget me?

No, I do not.

You're lying, Jack,
your eye is twitching.

I don't know any Katie.

Well, I... don't remember her.

Jack?
We met at the Officers' Club.

She plied me with mescal.

It lasted about a week.

It was well over a year ago.

I don't even remember
if I had a good time.

Don't try to con
your old bachelor friend, Jack.

Who's conning who?

Look, this is a problem
for Social Services.

Let the police find the mother.

It's not our problem.

Our only problem is a plane

that has to fly by morning.

Now, we can't stand around
baby-sitting.

Here.

What are you doing?

You've just gone
way over the top with this one.

Where are you going?

To find a cop!

Preferably a lady cop.

Mac!

What?

Oh, no.

Oh, no!

What is it?

Oh, no.
What's wrong?

What's the matter?

Oh, no.
What?

Oh, no.

Whoa.
Double whoa.

Well... get a grip.

We got to change him.

Can't we just hose him down?

No.

What do you want?
I don't have any diapers.

Well, check the basket,
maybe Katie left some.

Oh, man, I...
I don't see anything.

Well, rig something.

Give me a blanket,
anything.

I like this kid!

He's got his own trust fund!

Ooh.

Mommy's in big trouble, huh?

Dawn.
Katie, my God,

what are you
doing here?

They've been
here already.

They're looking for you.

I didn't know what to do.

I can't go home.

I've got no place left to go.

Hold on.

Here, take it.

Buy a one-way ticket
out of here, anywhere.

Just go.

These are heavy people.

If you stick around,
they'll find you.

Now, go, honey.

And good luck.

Jack.

Jack.

Jack, it's your turn.

I'm sorry.

Captain Dalton is currently

in a coma and unavailable.

You've been in a coma

all your life.

Even when you are awake,

you don't do anything right.

I send you to the store
for a few necessities,

and you come back
with chips and beer

instead of talcum powder
and diapers.

They were sold out.

In case you haven't heard,

the yuppies are breeding
like guppies in these parts.

Besides, you were the one
that wanted to play host.

"Your hangar is too drafty,"
remember?

He can't be hungry,
I just fed him.

That green gunk
you call food?

I'd be crying, too.

If he's a Dalton...
which he is not...

he'd want real food.

Steak and eggs...

With only four teeth,

I think he'd prefer milk.

Here.
Hmm?

Oh.

There.

Jack, look out!
What?!

What?!

Oh!

Uh-oh.

Ah! Jack.

Strong for his age, huh?

You know,
this place is not childproof.

Well, neither is mine.

Hey, the kid's got money,
he'll pay for it.

We're not touching that money

until we know
where it came from.

We know where
it came from.

It came from Katie.

Look, I'm not wild about
having a baby dumped on us,

but at least it was
darn decent of her

to leave some
child support.

What, $95,000 worth?

You said she was a waitress
at the Officers' Club.

Call me skeptical,

but I don't think her tips
were quite that good,

and they certainly didn't come

in the form

of hundred-dollar bills.

Come on, let's face it.

That money
is why she's on the run.

Probably that punk Carlo
she ended up with.

Who's Carlo?

Aw, your everyday pretty boy.

Some kind of runner at the club.

She dumped you for him?

Yeah.

You got a broken computer.

I got a broken heart.

But that's history.

Captain Dalton
has a mission.

Panama needs
portable potties.

Sorry kid,
you're not on the flight plan,

so we got to find your mommy.

Well, until we do...

maybe this is the
next best thing.

What's that sound?

I put a clock
inside the teddy bear.

What for?

It'll help him
get to sleep.

The ticking inside,
it sounds like a heartbeat.

Mac, it's a baby,
not a puppy.

I know, but at least

he won't think
he's alone.

It doesn't look like me,

does it?

Him, Jack.

Not it... him.

And as a matter of fact,

with a little mustache,

a forked tongue,
a twitching eye,

there's a strong
possibility.

Listen, I told you
everything I know.

It... he's
circumstantial evidence.

Well, you certainly
were quick to lay claim

to that money,
now, weren't you?

I had no such thoughts.

But come to think of it,

that's probably meant for us.

A finder's fee,

compensation.

For taking care of him.

You know, food,
drinks, whatever.

Hey!

He could buy a partnership
in Dalton Air,

be a millionaire
by the time he's out of diapers.

At least out of college.

Forget it.

You are not

getting this money.

Iron supplements?

Printing plates.

This is all counterfeit.

Don't tell me that.

It can't be.

Well, it is.

Except for the paper,

this would fool
almost anybody.

Oh, I think
I'm gonna be sick.

Uh-oh.

You, too, huh?

MacGYVER:
I don't get it, Pete.

The plates look real.

Well, that's
because they are.

I talked to a friend
of mine in D.C.

in the Treasury Department.

It turns out that someone
working on the inside

made off with some
currency plates

three weeks ago.

They found him on the coast

one week ago, murdered.

Does Katie seem like the type

to get mixed up
with guys like this?

No way,
but her boyfriend Carlo would.

Well, then we're looking
for Katie

and this Carlo.

That's what
we had in mind.

Uh-huh.

Uh-oh.

I think it's time
to feed one end

and change the other

or something, okay?

Pete, do you mind?

No, no, go ahead.

No, no, wait, wait!

That is an imported leather pad.

Just, just a minute,
let me put some papers down.

Just a second.

There you go.

What's the ripping sound?

MacGyver's duct tape.

Oh, boy.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You guys are pathetic,
you know that?

Where did you learn
to diaper a baby,

in a fish market?

Now, look out.

Here, let me show you.

Here.

Oh, boy, you don't even know

how to fold a diaper.

Look at that.

You know you're
right, Pete.

This looks like a job
for an experienced father.

We're gonna check out
the club where she works.

No place for
a kid that age.

Come back here.
You're not gonna

leave me here
alone with him.

Guess they did, huh?

All right, come here.

Ah. There.

Now...

no way to attach the thing.

Those guys don't know
what they're doing.

Come here.

Ah.

Yeah, there we are.

How are you?

You know "Three Little Pigs"?

Huh? Huh?

Uh...

Helen?

Yes, sir?

We have a baby in distress
in here.

Would you send out
for some diapers, please?

And some safety pins?

Mr. Thornton,
when was the last time

you changed a diaper?

It doesn't make any difference.

Just get the diapers
and the safety pins.

And some baby powder.

Don't want to get
a red bottom, do we?

No.

Look, I'm not

Katie's mother.

She comes and goes
as she pleases.

We just want to know
where she is.

She left her baby
with me, Dawn.

You? You're
kidding me.

I wish I was.

Come on, help
me back

to bachelorhood,
would you?

So maybe she needed a break
from the kid is all.

Oh, come on, Dawn.

We both know
better than that.

And we're the ones
who need the break.

Besides, a baby
his age needs his mother.

Hey.

Hmm?

Isn't that the guy

that used to go out
with Katie?

Hmm. So it is.

What Katie does is her business.

Look, I've got work
to do here, all right?

Come on, Dawn, we all know
she's in trouble.

We just want to help.

At least tell us
where she's living.

If you hear from
her, she can find me

at the old Lundel
Industries hangar.

Katie knows the place.

Sure.

Oh, look, we've got a bogie
on our tail.

Lose him! Lose him!

Eow! Let's put the
old alley-oop on him.

Alley...

oop!

Oh!

All right.
We're closing!

We're closing!

All right, lock on.

You did it, direct hit!

Well, the police found
Carlo's body

in the trunk of his car.

Down near the waterfront.

He'd been shot in the back.

And we found Katie's
apartment all torn up.

The landlady didn't
know anything,

or didn't want
to know anything.

Same with Katie's
waitress friend.

Well, you two can relax
a little bit.

We're gonna find her.

We've got both the FBI
and Treasury in on it now.

And the police have an APB out
on her, as well.

Good.

Hey, this thing's looking
pretty good.

You building this for the kid,
or, uh, yourself?

A little of both.

Tell the Red Baron
I said good-bye, huh?

Will do.

Ping! Holy cow!

Hey, he's history!

That's five!

Hey... how
goes the war?

Hey, we're aces.

What a pilot!

What a wingman.

Hey, you know, Mac,

I think this little
fellow could be my kid.

Well, I mean,
he loves to fly,

he's got a great belch.

And I can tell by
the gleam in his eye,

he's gonna be dynamite
with the ladies.

Circumstantial evidence, Jack.

Reasonable doubt, Mac.

And as long as there is,

well, I figure I may as
well take responsibility

rather than turn him
over to strangers.

All right.

Right is right.

And if I'm gonna play papa,
I'm gonna need child support.

And since this little
kid's trust fund turned out

to be bogus, I'm gonna
have to work for a living.

No way!

Yeah, afraid so.

So, will you please help me
get this crate airborne?

Let's do it.

Well, we got number
one running again.

Now let's see can we get
the hydraulics to hydraulic.

Can we have a moment with you

gentlemen?

You have our
undivided attention.

You've been looking for someone.

The same someone
we've been looking for.

Yeah? Who would that be?

You want to play games?

We don't know where Katie is.

Does that answer your question?

Figured you didn't.

Well, have a nice day.

We came for the baby.

Oh, wait a minute.

It's this simple.

We take the baby, Katie

comes to us.

Over my dead body.

Suit yourself.
You got ten seconds.

Start it up, Jack!

Come on, baby!

Come on, come on!

Yeah, way to go!

Jack, get on the radio! Call

the police!

They're calling
the cops!

Let's get the
hell out of here!

Huh?

Hey, Mac,

you know that radio's shot.

Yeah.

I know that.

Nice flying, partner.

I couldn't have done
it without my copilot.

Tell you one thing...
we should have done

the right thing
in the first place

and taken this child
to Social Services.

Forget it.

First we find Katie.

Besides, if Junior's mine...

which he well might be...

I imagine I'd have some say-so

in the matter, don't you think?

Uh, Pete, did the Feds have
any luck finding Katie?

No, not yet, but, uh,

the attack on the
hangar does tell us

that at least the hoods don't
have her, either.

Well, those two no-necks
are right about one thing.

Katie is not far from this baby.

Oh, come on.
Now, let's figure this out.

You're Katie, you're on the run.

You're afraid for your baby,
so you drop him off

with someone you can... trust.

Now what do you do?

Well, you probably try
to hop a bus and split.

But you can't,
because you're a mother.

And take a look
at healthy little Junior here,

she's a good mother.

Well, she couldn't go
back to her apartment,

so that means that all
she had was whatever

she had in her pocket, unless
she could hock something.

Maybe you hole up
in a hotel or a motel

until the money runs out,

which gives you a lot of time
to think.

And time to miss the baby.

You want to see him,
but you're afraid to,

so you pick up the phone.

But who do you call?

My telephone's been
temporarily disconnected

for the last year or so.

Listen, she's not gonna
get in touch with us.

Uh, how do we get
in touch with her?

Oh, we'll come up
with something.

Did you bring the money?

Remember,
I want real money.

Let's see what we're

buying first.

Well?

Beautiful.

This is the real stuff, Durst.

Mint-grade currency paper.

We get those plates back,
we're in business.

So, where's my money?

What's this?

The conclusion of our deal.

She didn't see the sign.

I know it.

Give her time, Jack.

She's got to be scared
to death out there.

Maybe so.

Why hasn't she called?

If she didn't see the sign,
that means she's long gone,

and so's my cargo contract.

That is not

what's important here.

Maybe not to you,
but to me.

It's the rebirth of Dalton Air,

my airlines, MacGyver.
Shh!

Now look what
you've done.

Why are you
always blaming me?

I'm not the one
who woke him up.

You started it.

Shh. Do you mind?

We've got a
crying baby here.

MacGyver,

if you want to play papa,
you can't panic, huh?

(playing "Rockabye Baby"
on his throat)

Piece of cake, huh, guy?

You're really getting
into this, aren't you?

Well... for a guy

who's always considered himself
terminally allergic

to the concept of commitment...

yeah, it's not bad.

Yeah.

How about you?

Oh, come on,
you know me, Jack.

It's been in
the back of my head,

but I've always kind of
just backed away from it.

You think that's what
it takes to be happy?

It's a beautiful thought.

Will you marry me?

She knows your voice.

Hello?

Jack?

Jack!

Oh.

Oh, my baby!

Yes.

Oh, how are you? Oh.

Jack, they killed Carlo.

Right in front of me.

They killed him.

Let's go.

Yeah.

All right, thanks.
See you.

Well, another piece
of the puyyle.

The body of a
warehouse worker

was found this
morning off Highway 26.

Ballistics matched up

with the, uh,
gun that killed Carlo.

Any connection
other than the bullets?

Yeah, last night's victim worked
for a paper manufacturer who has

a contract to supply bank note
stock to the government.

Well, the paper's no good to 'em
without the plates.

Which means
they'll be coming after them.

Can't you just arrest them?

As a matter of fact,
there are federal agents

on the way to that club
right now.

You and I are gonna
meet them there.
Do you want my help?

Jack, why don't
you just, uh,

stay and take care
of the baby.

We'll try to get
along without you.

He looks good.

I knew he was gonna
be in good hands.

Katie, there are some things
we should talk about.

Jack, do you think I could
freshen up?

I've been up for two days.

Oh, sure,
shower's upstairs on the left.

Thanks.

Here you go.

Got it.

Okay, guys, just
as we discussed.

Ed, you're with me.

That's the last bundle.

How much you think we
can print with all this?

Zip until we get
those plates back.

Oh, I figure we should
pay Dawn another call.

I think maybe she's
holding out on us.

I think maybe you're right.

Treasury Department!
Open the door!

We have a warrant to search these
premises. Come on. Let's go.

Let's go.

Wilson, take the back.
Denny, upstairs.

Move it, move it!

Rear exit.

Now what?

Just sit tight and
keep your mouth shut.

Wait them out.

"And though the hill
was high and steep...

"... the little engine said,
'I think I can, I think I can,

'I think I can, I... '

"Black smoke
and obnoxious fumes

"were spilling out,

"but the little engine
just held her nose,

and said,'Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch,

'I think I can,

I think I can,
I think I can."'

And finally, with one final

"ch-ch-ch-ch-ch

ch-ch... ch... "

...she made it to the top!

And what do you
think she said? Huh?

She said, "Whoo-whoo!

I knew I could,
I knew I could."

Yeah!

Yeah!

The end. Huh?

Umm.
Jack...

Yeah?

Thank you.

Thank you for
being such a good...

Father?

I'm the father, aren't I?

There's no question

we knew how
to have a good time.

And there was that
time on the strand...

you, me, the moon,

and the mescal.

Lot of mescal.

Jack...

Not that I was too messed up
to remember.

I just want to be sure,
that's all.

He's not your child, Jack.

He's Carlo's.

Oh.

But... I did name
him after you,

because I knew that he
would have your kindness,

your laugh...

your love.

Well, right now
he needs changing.

I think it's...
Mommy's turn.

Jack, I'm sorry
if I made you
think that...

No apology necessary.

Hey, this is Jack Dalton,

the mad rover, remember?

I can't have any little
ankle biter tying me down.

Shoot, I can't even
keep a goldfish.

Mm.

I want this place sealed.

Do something about
that door down there.

Yes sir,

I'll get right on it.

So what have we got?

Nothing. We've turned
this place inside out.

No sign of the
counterfeiters

or any printing
apparatus.

We're, uh, regrouping

to move in
on their apartments.

Well, keep us
posted, will you?

You got it.

Well...

this is quite
a place, isn't it?

Jack sure knows how
to pick 'em, doesn't he?

Well, listen,
not much more to do here.

Let's get going.

Yeah, let me give
Jack a call,

let him know
these guys are still

on the loose.

What's the matter?
What is it?

Something's weird here.

What?

I'm not sure.

You notice anything funny
about that mirrored wall?

Looks like an ordinary
mirrored wall to me.

What are you
thinking about?

The way the ground floor

is laid out,

this room is about
half the siye it should be.

Pete!

Rough landing.

You know, Mac,

I'm gonna miss my co-pilot.

Yeah, it's been an experience.

Not altogether unpleasant,

I might add.

Now, I don't know
what I would have done

without you guys.

Especially you, Jack.

So where to
for you and little Jack?

I don't know.

There's other jobs,
other towns.

Oh, come on, oh.

This is a great town
to raise a kid in.

Clean air,
botanical gardens,

museums, dentists...

Jack, this little boy

is gonna need a family.

Some family.

Yeah, like uncles.

Lots of uncles. Three.

Three uncles.

Yeah, somebody
to take him fishing,

throw him a football...
Yeah.

Fly him to Panama.
Yeah.

Why don't I take you
on a tour of Dalton Air?

I'll show you what I mean.
They'll take care of the baby.

Here, I got him. You bet,
you bet. I got him, I got him.

I got him.
Forget about it.

You sure you don't mind?

No way.

Hey, maybe I'll even

throw in dinner.

Just don't get me started
on the mescal. Oh, stop.

Uh, Mac, could
I use your Jeep?

My Caddy's in the shop.

Uh, keys are on the wall.
Thanks.

Okay, bye.

Okay, it's okay.

It's all right.

See you later.
Bye-bye.

Thanks.

Just the guys,
huh, J. J?

You know, I never
thought of you

as the paternal type.

Pete, this has nothing
to do with fatherhood.

I happen to know talent
when I see it.

Ah.
How about a goal?

Oh, yeah, yeah, here.

How's that?

He's a rookie, open it up.
All right.

All right.
The puck, the puck...

Here you go.
Face off at center ice.

All right.
Go get 'em, kid.

Go get 'em.
Shoots...

...and he scores! Unbelievable!

He's wide open!

The future of amateur hockey in
the United States!