All language subtitles for Episode 20 - The Escape

Sometimes when they're after you,

when you're just about surrounded...

...you realize just how seriously
North African kids take soccer.

MacGyver, you let them
steal that ball.

No way. They just play
better soccer than I do.

Oh, after the way you've
coached them, I don't doubt it.

It is so wonderful
to hear music again.

- Thank you.
- Oh, you bet.

It just needed a couple
of adjustments.

That earthquake knocked it
out of whack, but it's a good organ.

And you are a good man,
but a sneaky soccer player.

All right, it's here!

- MacGyver, what is all this?
- It's a little surprise.

We are grateful
for the medicines you brought,

- but what is this?
- Oh, it's a secret surprise.

Sara!

- Here, let me help you.
- Thank you.

It's the clothing I promised.

Wonderful. Oh, you are a blessing.
Both of you.

- MacGyver, this is Sara Ashford.
- How do you do?

- I have told her all about you.
- Not everything.

Well, she seems to know
more than I do.

Nothing discreditable, I assure you.

Mac, Sara needs a favour.

Be nice to her.

At your orders, Sister.

Thank you.

Well, we can't disobey
the Mother Superior.

What can I do for you,
Miss Ashford?

I'd like you to break my brother
out of prison here.

Brian is the only brother I've got.

He's a medical missionary.

All he wanted to do was help.

He's in Harosh Prison now.

Accused, tried and sentenced
for trying to save human lives.

Well, like the man said,
"No good deed goes unpunished. "

Sara, what were the charges
against him?

After the earthquake,

he brought in a very valuable shipment
of relief supplies.

Valuable?

Worth enough money for someone
to show some interest?

Yes, exactly.

The government
of this benighted country

tried to confiscate the supplies,
so Brian hid them.

Well, I think it's about time
we got him out.

He's in a maximum-security
military prison.

Kind of makes it interesting,
doesn't it?

- No. No, grazie.
- No, no. Basta.

Madame!

You sure you can get word
to your brother?

Visits are simple to arrange.
All one needs is enough bribe money.

The only thing you can't buy at Harosh
is a man's freedom.

All right, then you arrange
for the cars,

and as soon as I get in
and get the lay of the land, I'll signal.

I'll be watching.

You know, I'm beginning to believe
it might be possible.

Mac, you'll be running a horrible risk.

I know I asked, but you were just
a name then, not a man I like.

Well, it's too late now, Sara.
I've got my orders.

What about the rest of the plan?

Well, I can't figure that out
until I get inside.

It's the nice thing about this country.
They make it easy to get into prison.

What are you going to do?

Just wait for my signal.

All right, guys. Nice.

Two points, take down.
Cops lead peasant.

Oh, that's what I like to see,
tax dollars at work.

Yeah.

Listen, guys, for a job well done,
I'd like to buy you a drink.

Hope a "sody pop" will do for you.

I understand you assaulted
two police officers, MacGyver.

It seemed like a good idea
at the time.

They were leaning pretty heavy
on a peddler out there.

Do you still think it's a good idea?

They left him and beat on me,
if that's what you mean.

Oh, I'll explain precisely
what I mean.

You are no longer an American.

Or privileged.
Or a westerner.

You are garbage.
You are a convict.

You see, here we have
true democracy.

All are equal in the dirt.

The intelligent rise,
and the stupid remain in the dirt

or are buried there. Clear?

Very.

You have no money.
I suggest you find some.

Otherwise you will have
neither shelter nor food.

What? You don't feed us in here?

Of course, at reasonable prices.

So how do I come about
this money?

Earn it. Beg it.

Find yourself a protector.

As of now, your survival
is your responsibility, American.

Villars, take him away.

Relax.

He gives the same speech to every
foreigner who comes in here.

- It's only 80-percent true.
- That's comforting.

Did you really assault two police
over a street peddler?

It was over an old man who was
being beaten without reason.

Noble, but foolish,
wouldn't you say?

Yeah,

but it sure felt great.

I'm sure it did, my friend.
I'm Francois Villars.

MacGyver. Call me Mac.

Attention.

Attention.

Hafiz ben Achmed,
report to my office.

Hafiz ben Achmed, come to
the commandant's office at once.

- Who lives here?
- Khan.

Don't stare.
Khan doesn't like it.

Oh, yeah?

- Which one's Khan?
- The man with the bald head.

He runs the prison,
and Fuad is his dog.

That overweight enforcer he's got?

Fuad killed five men
with his bare hands,

two of them inside the prison.

Interesting.

- You want him?
- Not yet.

Ask around.

See if anyone knows something
about him.

Only three sorts of Americans
end up here.

Drug dealers.

Soldiers of fortune.

Or madmen.

I want to know which,

so as I can use him or get rid of him.

I'll make coffee.
You take the top bunk.

You're doing me
a considerable favour, Francois.

MacGyver, you're American. I am...

Was French.

Different nations, different cultures.
We're both foreigners.

We can at least talk together.

Consider we shall have ample time
for conversation.

Now, with all due respect, Francois,
I don't plan to be here that long.

Escape? Every new man
talks about escape.

Nobody succeeds.

Well, maybe it's about time I expanded
the realm of possibilities around here.

You play soccer?

Badly. Is that olive oil?

Don't tell me an American
is interested in cuisine?

Actually, I'm not.

- Mind if I borrow this?
- Be my guest.

You can look, but you can't touch.

That little tint of blue
which prisoners call the sky.

You may be right, Francois,
but they can only lock me up.

Not my mind.

MacGyver, what are you doing?

A little experiment.

What sort of experiment?

Francois, the first men
to fly over Paris were French,

the Montgolfier brothers.

Of course.

The first hot-air balloons!

Mon Dieu. Merveilleux.

You are sending a signal.

Outside contact.

All right!

I am starting to see the beginnings
of a very good plan.

Yeah, it's kind of put together
on the cuff,

but it just might work.

- You wanna come along?
- Yes.

But no.

I have been here five years,
mon ami,

for the crime of not bribing a judge.

I have a wife, five children
and six more months to go.

I understand.

But I will help you.

No.

You shouldn't jeopardize everything
this close to release.

- It's not worth the risk.
- MacGyver,

the great risk in this ugly,
little prison world

is that we forget to be human.

We forget we have pride,
feelings, courage.

I would like to remember
those things.

And, besides, how can one
not help a maniac

who assaults two policemen
in the name of justice?

Thank you.

First thing I have to do is contact a
prisoner by the name of Brian Ashford.

He's a political.

That's a special wing.

Heavy security, extra guards,
every cell bugged.

You!

- Khan wants to see you.
- Oh, yeah? What for?

Mac!

I won!

Listen, I hope you're taking
this personally.

What is this?

No!

Not yet.

Thanks.

Clean yourself up.
Don't dirty my carpet.

I am Khan.

Yeah, I've heard about you.

Rumour has it you run the joint.

It's phase.

- What?
- Phase.

Your speakers are out of phase.

Mind if I borrow this?

- Do you know what you are doing?
- Well, I sure hope so.

You interest me, American.

- Yeah?
- Soldier of fortune?

Political?

I know, I know. Drug dealer.

Smuggler.

A man motivated
by intelligent greed.

There. I think that's got it.

- Very good.
- Thanks.

You know, it wouldn't be much harder
to fix that refrigerator in your PCP lab.

It's awfully noisy.
It's not efficient.

You seem to be very well-informed,
MacGyver.

Yeah, well, word on the yard is,
you deal drugs.

The easiest one to manufacture
is PCP.

I saw the vent outside
and heard the noises in here.

Pieces all seem to fit.

Very impressive.

Thanks. There's one piece
that doesn't fit, though.

The last thing management
needs around here

is a prison full of dust heads
busting up the place.

I make it in here,
but I sell it on the outside.

Well, there you are. If it's a business,
why not make it more efficient?

Less risk.
Better-quality stuff.

- Efficient. Do you know the process?
- You bet. It could double your output.

My formula.

What do you want in return?

Half an hour with Brian Ashford.
In private. He's in security section.

I know. But what is your business
with him?

- It's private.
- I could have Fuad ask you.

Yeah, you sure could.

But it would be kind of tough for me
to fix up your PCP lab if I was dead.

I think we have an understanding,
MacGyver.

Good.

Well, we had an understanding,
all right.

I think Khan figured me
for a sucker,

and I knew the commandant
had every cell bugged,

so I guess my plan was working.

For who?

Brian Ashford.

All right.

He's on exercise hour.

Posture, posture.

- Name's MacGyver.
- Yes, I was told to expect you.

Frankly, I'm surprised
you got this far.

We're gonna go a lot further
than this, Brian.

- I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Oh? How?

Working on that. With your sister,
as a matter of fact.

- Just thought you'd like to know.
- Well, I'm grateful.

Frankly, you've taken a terrible risk.

Well, I don't know.

Sara told me about all the work
you do with kids.

How can I help you?

Well, first of all, you can tell me
about the security system around here.

How many locks, who has keys,

when the guards change shift
and especially the night security.

But most importantly,

when we fly
the Huey choppers in here,

can you still handle
a 30 millimetre?

Definitely, yes.

So it's an aerial assault,
is it, then?

Yeah, for the most part.

Your sister tells me you stashed
$ 10 million before you were busted.

Actually, it was 12.

Then you can see
you're worth the effort for us.

My people are willing
to use gunships to free you.

Well, that's... That's remarkable.

- I'm delighted you're handling this.
- It's good to meet you too.

But I must admit you're not quite what
I expected in a medical missionary.

Oh, well, never be taken in
by surface appearances.

I raised a little hell before
I came to believe in heaven.

- Good.
- And now and then, a minor miracle.

I'm not sure I can provide that,
but I'll get you out of here.

Well, I pray that you are right.

May God be with you.

As I said, Excellency,
he's not what he seems.

And you were correct.

- You want MacGyver removed?
- No.

A soldier of fortune.

Helicopters. Twelve million
American dollars.

No, I want to know every possible
thing. Everything.

And then?

And then you kill him.

Tell me about your visit
to the political security section.

Well, I just wanted to prepare
my friend for the breakout.

With Khan's help?

MacGyver, Khan would sell you down
for a second cup of coffee, you know?

Well, sure wish you'd consider
coming with us.

The water's fine.

I'll miss you, my friend.

Now, that sounds like
you think I'm gonna make it.

I have my doubts.

But some men aren't designed
to be caged.

And besides,

I had forgotten how good it is
to have a friend.

To help a friend.

Thank you, Francois.

So, what can I do?

Well, I know you can get into
the commandant's office,

but do you know how to run
the PA system here?

MacGyver, your wife is here.

Oh, yeah?

- So how's she looking?
- Very beautiful.

Thank you.

Darling!

Did you see Brian?

Yeah.

He's quite a guy.

How'd you arrange this so fast?

I told you,
bribery works wonders in here.

- Oh, have I missed you.
- I missed you too.

At least we have tonight.

- Tell me about this lawyer you've got.
- Lawyer?

Of course, but can't we
talk about that later?

I've got the vehicles.
When, how, where?

Tomorrow. High noon.

That's when the choppers come in.

- Northwest gate.
- Are you positive?

Would I tell you I loved you
if I didn't?

Mac, I didn't realize
how much I missed you.

There's a breakaway.

Shoots. Great shot!

All in the footwork, big guy.

- Hey, just go in.
- You bet.

- How are you doing?
- Come in.

- Pleasant night?
- Yeah, it wasn't bad.

Not much privacy
around here, though.

We're a very close-knit community.

I've kind of noticed that.

So, how's the stereo working?

It's fine.

Yeah, you know, I figure
we could triple your output.

All you need is a couple of adjustments
on this thing.

Fix it. By the way,

how was your visit
with Brian Ashford?

Oh, it was great.
It was just wonderful.

Very interesting.
He's an old pal.

Really?

It's very fortunate for you to find
an old friend in this unlikely place.

- Yeah.
- You're a lucky man, MacGyver.

Yeah.

Yes. They have nothing
on MacGyver. Nothing.

Don't be stupid.
That means he is a professional.

He is obviously moving on his plan
to break Ashford out.

That is why I had to tell you.

You had to tell me

because otherwise I would have you
gutted and strung out in the sun!

Why do you talk to me like that?

Perhaps to remind you
of what you are.

Or what I am.

Can't take chances.

I'll have men stationed on the roof.

You stay with MacGyver.

Thank you, Excellency.

The one useful thing about pCp
is it explodes.

Add a volatile liquid,

and you've got a bomb
you can wear anyplace.

Attention! This is the commandant
speaking.

Lieutenant Nasa, report
to the guard post immediately.

All prisoners' privileges
are hereby suspended.

prisoners are restricted
to the main compound.

There will be no ex ceptions.

Guard units five, six and eight,

draw automatic weapons, extra
ammunition and take positions.

Units two, three and seven,
report to the roof at once.

This is a full alert.

Well, the commandant
ought to be getting ready

for those imaginary choppers.

And I hate to disappoint a friend,

so I gotta create
a little ex citement.

The problem isn't how
to blow up pCp.

The problem is timing it...

...just right.

Any spark will do it.

All you need is an electrical circuit
that will close when you want it to.

Which better happen
when you're out of the room.

Now the thing about ice,

at a given temperature,
it will melt at a given rate.

Just about as good as a clock,

especially if you don't have a clock.

I brought you something.

You will like it.

Halvah. You're a good sort, Villars.

- I'll be sorry to see you go.
- I'll miss you too.

Or else I'd leave today. Noon.

Be alert! The attack could come
at any moment.

What about the prisoners, sir?

Lieutenant, the only threat
is from the air.

Hey, how are you doing, sunshine?

I'm finished in here.
It's running like a Swiss watch.

So I guess I'm gone, huh?

Don't hit!

Not quite.

It think it's time all secrets were out.

Fact: Brian Ashford is worth
a great deal of money.

Twelve million.

Now, I want some details.
Who's paying you,

how much, and how did you plan
to break him out?

Yeah. All right.
You're right about the 12 million.

I contracted to get him out of here
for ten percent.

Why don't you help me out,
and we'll split it.

You expect me to simply trust you?

Who hired you?

Where do they plan to take Ashford?
Details!

I've got the number
of the Swiss safety deposit box.

I've got the map and the box number
stashed across the way.

Come on.
I'll give you all the names.

Well, what do you know?
Hook, line and sinker.

The commandant's plan
was working just fine.

And if his was working,
so was mine.

Mr Villars,

didn't you tell me you could trade this
for some food?

I will try.
It's in good shape?

- You bet.
- Good.

- Let's go.
- Move it, man!

Fuad, you are one miserable
son of a diseased camel.

Well, guys, this is where it is.

No one ever thinks
to bury anything under a fire.

Can I borrow your knife?

To dig!

Thank you.

I had my clocks ticking.

Inside the pCp lab...

...and in the commandant's office.

- Hey, what's that?
- I am selling him a jacket.

You don't have enough heat
in these cells.

Yeah, too bad.

Light the left pocket and get clear.

- The pocket?
- Exactly.

- But when?
- Hey, hurry up. Come on.

- Three minutes.
- Come on.

- Thank you.
- Don't thank me.

You paid for it.

They're coming from the northeast,
behind the clouds. Sound the alarm!

Yeah, well, that's it.

Let's go!

Quickly. Let's go.

Through the tunnel to the right.

Let's go!

Francois.

MacGyver!

Don't forget, my friend.

Secure the gates!

Helicopter attack.
You moron!

Half of my men are still up there.
Where is MacGyver?

I don't know. I thought...

Everything I have is gone.

Oh, no. For the rest
of your sentence,

you will have total and undisputed
possession of an isolation cell.

Take him away!

I'll kill you!

What are you doing?

Terrific! For them,
the pursuit stops here.

That's a bloody marvellous roadblock.

I think we can dispense
with MacGyver now.

- I'm sorry, Mac.
- What for?

I'm not the all-American girl
you met at the orphanage.

Oh...

...I get it.

And he's not your brother
and he's not a medical missionary.

And I've got egg all over my face.

Blind faith tends to do that to people,
doesn't it?

I think it was Sister Ann's confidence
in Sara that fooled me.

So, what is it?
Heroin? Coke? What?

No, just duty.

I'm a representative
of the Soviet government.

My job is to deliver weapons
to our allies in the Third World.

Oh, that's terrific.

Not milk or medicine,
but explosives, guns.

Congratulations.

Is old Brian a Russian too?

No, he's a crooked arms dealer,

who stole the weapons from me
to sell on the black market,

but he ended up in Harosh Prison
before he could make the delivery.

So the deal was I get him out
and you get the guns back?

Look, must we have
all these maudlin revelations?

Just kill him before
the gendarmes show up.

If I were to kill anybody, it would be
you. He's a decent human being.

You are a miserable thief.

All I want from you now
are the arms you've hidden.

Have it your way.

But if it were me, I'd kill him.

You're a sweetheart, Brian. Thanks.

Nothing personal.

Everything's personal.

No! Look out, MacGyver!

Let me tell you something,
comrade.

I've never hit a woman,
but you've come darned close.

I don't blame you, Mac.

But I'll sure give you credit.
You sold me a great story.

I had to get those weapons back,
or Brian would sell them to terrorists.

You trying to tell me
you give a damn

if those weapons are used
on civilians, kids?

Yes, I do.

Come on.

Do you have any idea
where the weapons might be?

They have to be somewhere
in the harbour area.

So we find Brian's car,
we find the weapons?

- Unless you're setting me up again.
- I'm sorry about that, I really am.

Because of me? Or because
Brian double-crossed you again?

- He's good at that, have you noticed?
- I wish to point out to you,

the only reason he tricked me

was because I stopped him
from blowing your head off.

- Point to you, Sara.
- Well, I'll give you another.

I could have left you behind
at the prison. I didn't.

Now that Brian is on the loose,
he'll sell that arms shipment,

and he'll be out of the country
by tonight.

Mac, we both have a reason
to get those weapons back.

All right, I'll play.

On one condition.

If and when we find the weapons,
we destroy them. Blow them sky-high.

I agree, Mac.

All right.

Come, I'll show you my wares.

There's the car.

Bingo.

So, gentlemen, what do you think?
Is this what I promised, or what?

- Yes. Now let us discuss price.
- Good.

Our currency. And as we agreed,
you take the entire shipment.

Ah, but some of these weapons
are quite old. Antique.

They still kill people,
and I presume that's what you want.

- I do not like jokes about our...
- Get the car.

- Here are the keys.
- Because life is uncertain.

Fine. And I'm speaking for myself,
which brings us back to business.

Do you have the cash?

We're prepared to offer you
very attractive terms.

All right, it's half the money now,
or no-go.

Be careful, you idiot! Those
are grenades you're playing with.

Now we must negotiate...

Brother Brian wasn't giving away
any bargains.

Some of this stuff probably dated
from the Boer War.

The grenades still used gunpowder,
which was a plus

because I could use it
to lay a powder train,

sort of an off-the-cuff,
on-the-floor type of fuse.

Light it, and it would burn right
to the rest of the grenades

under a truck full of weapons.

- Grenade!
- Take cover!

Go!

Let's get out of here!
Looks like it's going to blow!

Hit it.

Watch your fingers there.

Oh, it's... It's wonderful. It's a marvel.

Now, how on earth
will we ever thank you?

There's something
that we would like to ask you.

That you take this off our hands.

Oh, no, no, I can't accept this.
It's too much.

We figure you've got an awful lot
of kids to feed and care for.

- And what better use for money?
- But...

- MacGyver, how?
- Oh, I don't know.

Call it a small miracle.

Oh, thank you.