All language subtitles for Macgyver

It's funny, you know,

the kind of stuff that pops into your
head when you're trying to work.

I remember there was this horse,
a golden palomino.

Old Man McGinty had got him
in a trade, I think.

I couldn't have been much more
than 9 or 10 at the time,

but I'd made up my mind
I was gonna ride that horse.

Of course, knowing Old Man McGinty,
that was gonna take some doing.

Well, first off,
there was his dog, Hector.

They didn't come any meaner
or louder than Hector.

One whiff of me heading
for that corral,

and Hector would have the old man
down on me like a shot.

So much for Hector.

Well, I remember thinking to myself,

as that palomino stared at me
from across the corral

with a real kind of proud
and angry look,

that if ever there was a time
for turning back, this was it.

But something else
must have decided

our paths were bound
to cross that day,

because my feet
just kept right on going.

Now, having a golden palomino
in a corral is all well and good,

but actually getting
right up to her,

well, that could be a whole
other ball game.

She was starting to look a little bit
bigger than I remembered too.

No, there was definitely more
to riding this palomino

than had occurred to me
the night before.

Psst.

Psst.

They didn't say anything to me
about any survivors.

The missile. Which tent?

You might want to pass the time
by cutting yourself a little elbowroom.

Hey, I want
that knife back, you know.

I'd always heard, in riding horses,
it was the horse that did the sweating.

But I wasn't even on him yet,

and you could have wrung enough
out of me to water the lawn.

From here on, it was easy does it.

If you move too sudden, or worse,
try jumping on her back,

and you might just as well
strap yourself to a--

Well, to a rocket.

All right, hotshot,

So you got a golden palomino
between your knees and no reins.

Now what?

Cavalry should be here
any minute.

Now.

God, I hate heights.

What are you doing?

Making a rocket thruster.

What are we doing?!

I'll tell you later.

Come on, Mac,
I've had Big Brothers before,

none of them lived
in a place like this.

Well, it's comfy. I call it home.

I thought you had to be real normal
to be somebody's Big Brother.

I mean, this ain't a normal place
to live. This is weird.

People a lot taller than yourself
have said the exact same thing.

- I think it's interesting.
- Okay, it's interesting.

Now can I see Venus?

You will be able to
once that cloud clears.

Tell you what, in the meantime, what
do you say we go get a bite to eat?

Okay.

State Department vehicle J1765

requesting entry access
to KIVA level one.

Clearance request granted.

Proceed to level one.

Will you excuse me, please?

Oh, yeah, I see what it's doing.

Yeah, okay.
That's a discrepancy. Okay.

Dr. Marlowe. Our director,
Dr. Burke, was delayed,

so on behalf of Dr. Steubens
and the Sendrex Corporation,

I'd like to welcome you
to the KIVA Laboratories.

- Thank you.
- Oh, I'm Barbara Spencer.

Oh, yes.

Yes, his assistant.
He's mentioned you in his letters.

Dr. Steubens is waiting for us
down on the third level.

Follow me, please.
The elevator's this way.

If you'll just stand completely within
this circle, this will only take a moment.

Go ahead, station B.
It just came up.

Right. Okay.
Set it up on level B.

Spencer, Barbara T.
GL773, clearance to level three.

Such tight security.
Should I be flattered?

Standard procedure, I'm afraid.

The KIVA has the most
advanced security

of the all the Sendrex corporations.

Nothing moves in or out of here

that isn't constantly monitored
and controlled.

Sidney, dear Sidney, how are you?

I'm great. It's good to see you, Carl.

Shall we start with a little
tour of the facilities?

Uh, no, I've changed my mind
about that.

We have a serious matter
to settle, face-to-face.

As I recall, your last telex,

it was queen to bishop four.

Yes, correct.

You countered with
rook to king's fifth.

Pure suicide, but far be it
for me to stop you, Carl.

- It's your move, Carl.
- Oh, I know.

I'm sorry, Sidney.

Acid leak. Level Three.

Containment out of control.

Acid leak. Level Three.

Containment out of control.

Tell me you were just in a hurry
to see me and there's no bad news.

I was just in a hurry
to see you and...

I'll save the bad news
till we get inside.

Gant. Gant.

Come on, let's have it.

All right.

An accident in New Mexico.

A lab that handles a lot
of classified research.

Something set off a series
of explosions.

- How bad?
- Most of the personnel got out,

but at least 20 are still
unaccounted for.

Among them is a top British scientist
named Marlowe.

He was here visiting
one of our own men, Steubens.

They're also both candidates
for the Nobel Prize this year.

Not exactly the kind of publicity
the State Department wants to hear.

They still alive?

They survived the blast,
but they're still trapped in the lab.

They calculate the chances
of anyone getting through

to Marlowe and Steubens is...

Well, it's not great.

Well, give me "not great"
on a scale of one to ten.

Minus three.

That's why we couldn't
order anyone to try.

So your name came up.

What other options do they have?

- I'm it, aren't I?
- You're it.

Now, look, Mac, you don't have to take
this assignment, you know that.

Call the lab, Gant.
Tell them we're on our way.

Try the other monitor.

I don't want excuses from you.

Stand by.

The auxiliary backup went down.

I think we may be getting
through again.

Dr. Marlowe, Dr. Steubens,
can you hear me?

Gentlemen, can you hear me?

Yes, just a little.

I think Carl is regaining
consciousness,

but we do need a doctor down here.

Dr. Marlowe. Hello?

Do you hear me? Hello?

- Sorry, sir, we lost it.
- Keep trying.

On the double. Okay, move out.

Double time. Move out. Let's go.

- Colonel Keel.
- Gantner.

Attention, please.

All sector clearances must be
approved on a priority basis.

Check at your substation
command post.

Oh, Ed, I see you've already met
Colonel Keel.

I better keep things moving outside.
I'll check in with you later.

- Good.
- Charlie Burke, this is MacGyver.

- Charlie is director of the lab.
- Thank you for coming.

- How's it stand right now?
- Well, Marlowe's fine.

Steubens was unconscious for a while,
but he's coming around.

We've been unable to maintain
any communication

for more than a few seconds
at a time.

You got any idea what set it off?

An explosion on the third level
somehow made its way to the first,

but past that we're guessing.

Any chance it could've had
anything to do with their research?

No, no. Steubens' research had to do
with magnetic fields in the ozone layer.

- Rainmakers?
- Yeah.

You're sure this was
an accident, right?

Given the security
of the KIVA Laboratories,

I don't see how it could be
anything else.

Yeah, right. Uh, you got somebody
I can talk specifics with?

Andy Colson is
our chief of operations.

All right, let's have him. That ten hours
can't be getting any longer.

Get Colson down here.

Now, we started to drill an air hole
from the outside, but we had to stop.

- Why's that?
- We hit sulfuric acid.

Explosion must have ruptured
one of the tanks, and it's--

Well, it's leaking into the ground.

- Has it reached the aquifer yet?
- What's that?

Aquifer. It's a layer
of underground water.

In this case, it leads directly
into the Rio Grande.

Now, if the acid hits the river,

we're gonna poison most of this state,
Texas and Mexico.

- What can you do about it?
- Well, we can neutralize it.

But in order to do that,

we have to flood the entire complex
with sodium hydroxide.

What's that?

Let's just say it's the same stuff they
use to clean the flesh off of skeletons.

You're kidding.

- Is that true?
- Yeah.

There's a convoy of tankers
on the way right now.

So it's not ten hours anymore?

No, given the rate of flow
of the acid,

I'd say you have a little under
five hours, my friend.

Boy, you're just taking all the fun
out of this, Charlie.

- Can you show me where the tank is?
- Right there.

Third level, 300 feet below ground.

- You Colson?
- That's right.

- You must be the screwball.
- Andy, come on.

Yeah. It doesn't make much sense
to go over every level right now.

If you can wire me for two-way,
you can fill me in as I get to each one.

The first problem, though,
is to get me inside.

Have you got any ideas on that?

The only way to get down
to the first level right now

is through the elevator, and we can't
even open the doors up here.

The whole shaft
is protected by laser.

- Infrared or gas discharge?
- Gas.

CO2, 10,000 watts.

You boys take your elevator shafts
pretty seriously.

- Spare a cigarette?
- Yeah, sure.

- Thank you.
- Take the pack, why don't you.

- You want my lighter too?
- No, thanks. I carry my own matches.

Now, this wiring duct here,

it looks like it runs into
the elevator shaft. Does it?

Yeah, it does. And it's got
a grate on the opening.

But that's not gonna do you any good.
You're still gonna draw the laser there.

That's what I'm counting on.
Can you get me inside?

You know, you're not gonna
be able to see that laser.

- Can you?
- Yeah, I can get you in.

You know, it's gonna take a lot more
than you can carry in that knapsack

to get you through all this.

Well, the bag's not for
what I take, Colson.

It's for what I find along the way.

MacGyver, that mike
is voice-activated.

All you've gotta do is talk.
We'll be listening.

Okey-doke.

Ed, relax. I've got a big date
on Sunday.

I'm playing ball
with my Little Brother.

Well, I've reached the grate.

Can't see any damage so far.

What was that?

Yeah, well, there's nothing wrong
with your laser.

I told you you couldn't get through.

Well, then, maybe it's time
for a smoke.

Come on, pal, how about a light?

Is he really taking the time
for a smoke?

Well, that's kind of pretty.

Gant, remind me to get
another pair of binoculars.

Jeez, I hate to do this.
You're the best pair I ever had.

Binoculars? What the--?

What are you doing
with binoculars?

Well, I'll tell you.

Did you ever see a scorpion
sting itself to death?

Think I'm in.

- What does it look like down there?
- Twilight Zone.

The elevator's jammed
in the shaft,

so I'm gonna find
another way to the lower level.

I'm heading for the bio lab.

- We got a problem, boys.
- What is it, Mac?

Well, the corridor's caved-in
ahead here.

I don't think I can make that bio lab.

Back the other way, MacGyver.
There's a control room.

Hold it a second.

Mac, what's happening?

I'm getting a tapping sound
coming from the direction of the lab.

I got a pretty big girder
in my way here, though.

Come on back to me one more time.

I got some life down here, boys.

Uh, MacGyver, the girder,

can you move it?

Well, that'd take some doing.
It's wedged in here pretty good.

If I could raise it up
about three or four inches,

I might be able to swing it
to one side.

What's that sound?

It was me, Mac.
Just taking a sip of water.

Water.

MacGyver, what are you
doing down there?

Praying my back doesn't give out.

- Anybody hurt seriously?
- Some of us, but we can all walk.

All right. Let's get you out of here.

One at a time, up through that hole.

Make your way to the corridor
from there.

Colson, you got a whole bunch
of people coming your way.

A rope ladder in the elevator shaft
ought to get them topside.

We'll see them out from up here.
Thank you.

Well, we got lucky.
Let's just hope it holds, huh?

Sure you can go on, Mac?

Unless you got another way to
get to Marlowe and Steubens,

I'm just getting lazy.

Marlowe and Steub--?

You're not saying
they're still alive, are you?

Yes, ma'am.
In a lab on the third level.

I know where.

I mean, I was just about to
join them again in his lab

when the first explosion hit.

- Are you going down after them?
- Yeah, well, that's the plan.

It sure would be a big help
if you could tell me

how you made it
all the way back up here.

I'll do better than that. I'll show you.
I'm going with you.

No-- Whoa, whoa. No, I'm sorry,
but the only place you're going

is up through that hole
to the surface.

Oh, no, not without Carl Steubens.

- Look, uh...?
- Spencer. Barbara Spencer.

Barbara, what if I were to tell you

that if I can't stop
an acid leak down there,

in a few hours, they're gonna
flood this whole complex

with sodium hydroxide?

Then I'd say we're wasting time.

Guys, we got a little
change of plan here.

I have a Barbara Spencer
on my hands.

She's coming with me.

God, I hate heights.

Well...

I know this is a stupid time
to ask, but have you got a name?

MacGyver.

MacGyver. That's a good name.

- Any idea what set it off?
- No, it was so sudden

I barely had time to make it
past the electronics lab

before that exploded too.

Huh. Steubens' lab, bio lab,
electronics.

It seems like all the explosions
were somehow connected to the labs.

I don't see how that's possible.
They're all independent of each other.

- This where you came up?
- Yeah.

- There's a stairway--
- Hey, hold it, hold it.

Oh.

Got another way down?

- The gas chamber.
- The what?

It's the nickname we have
around here

for a series of airlocks
around a common lab

that work with sensitive gases.

This way.

Uh, you got three hours
and 27 minutes, Mac.

- How's Spencer holding up?
- She likes my name.

What more could I ask for?

Chocolate.

- Want one of these?
- No, thanks.

How can you think about
eating candy at a time like this

- when chances of getting out of--?
- I know what the odds are.

But I thought we might be able
to store up on a little energy

before we pressed on. Let's go.

- That's strange.
- What's that?

Airlocks along the corridor are
designed to close in any emergency.

MacGyver!

Hurry!

Oh, my God.

Carl? Carl?

We're still alive?

Well, after that explosion,
it's a miracle we are,

but we're trapped down here,
and the intercom, it's on-off-on-off.

- They know we're here?
- Yes, they're trying to get to us.

With all the damage on
the upper levels, it's a...

Oh, no.

Roger. Colonel, the hydroxide tankers
are reaching the complex now.

Get Burke on the line.

Tell him we'll be ready
to flood the complex in 55 minutes.

Listen, we're repairing the circuits

that open the airlock doors
that are behind you.

I hear you.

You have any idea
what kind of gas is in there?

No, I sure don't.

Maybe Spencer does.

Yeah, Colson, I don't think
we can get a fix on it just yet.

We're gonna try the airlock
circuits now.

Okay.

Oh!

Colson?

Yeah. Sorry.

What's the distance
from here to the complex wall?

895 yards, just over a half-mile.
And a straight shot.

Radio Burke.
Tell him we found a spot.

Colson, this is a gas lab, right?

Shouldn't there be some vacuum
pumps to evacuate the air

just in case of an emergency?

Yeah, that's right, there are.

But you would have to go
through the gas to get to them.

And even then, there's no
guarantee that they'll work.

Mac, you can't.

Once you break the seal
on that airlock, the gas will kill you.

Doesn't matter, Gant.

We're gonna run out of air in here
pretty soon anyway.

The switch for the pumps
is on that panel. See it?

All right.

When we open this airlock,

I want you to head straight for
that passage down to the next level.

All right?

Here.

Now, I want you to put this around
your mouth and nose.

It won't keep out the gas,
but it might help a little.

MacGyver, if you don't get
the pumps started--

Hey, hey.

I just wanted to say...

...thanks.

You bet.

It's the indicator lights for the pumps.
They're coming on.

I can't be positive they're working,
but they're on.

Mac? Mac, can you hear me?

Colonel Keel's confirmed, sir. They're
about to go into the launch procedure.

- Thank you.
- Launch procedure?

What launch procedure?
What's he talking about?

Ed, take it easy.
We had no choice.

- About what?
- About the acids.

We can't be sure the sodium hydroxide
flooding's gonna be enough.

We have to fuse the substratum rock
between here and the aquifer.

And we think
an underground missile

aimed at the KIVA foundation
might do it.

A missile?

Well, what happens to the KIVA?

Below the first level,
there won't be a KIVA.

Mac, you've gotta get out of there.
They've got a missile aimed at you.

Mac?

Mac, can you hear me?
Mac, answer me.

Mac, use your intercom. Mac!

Bad news, Spencer.
We lost the two-way mike.

- They don't know where we are now.
- Let's find that acid leak.

The tanks should be this way.

Watch your step now.
This is nasty stuff we're looking for.

MacGyver.

It looks like the explosion
cracked the foundation too.

Acid's running into the ground
through that.

Well, there's nothing
we can do to stop it, is there?

We might be able to whip
up a Band-Aid.

Our first problem, though,
is to get up to that crack.

You think you could balance against
the tank if you stood on my shoulders?

That might get us close enough
to stop that leak.

With what? That's sulfuric acid
up there, remember?

- With these.
- Chocolate bars?

To you they're milk chocolate.

To sulfuric acid,
it's lactose and sucrose,

C12H22011, disaccharides.

The acid will react with the sugars
to form an elemental carbon

and a thick gummy residue.

It should be enough to clog up
that rupture, temporarily at least.

Coming up.

All right, I'm moving over.

All right, the bars are coming up,
right hand.

A little closer.

All right, start stuffing them in
at the angle and work your way over.

Oh, and, Spencer?

Yeah, make sure it melts in the acid
and not in my hand, right?

Yeah.

How much longer
before they launch?

From our last sync
check, nine minutes and 30 seconds.

- I think we got it.
- Yeah.

Nice work, Spencer.

Oh, no.

There's a door to Steubens' lab
right there,

but with all this in the way,
I don't know how we're gonna get...

Well, we're just gonna have to
build ourselves a new door.

Is there any way to communicate
with them?

There's a lab-to-lab intercom.
I'll try it.

Dr. Steubens? Dr. Marlowe?
Can you hear me?

Please. Can you answer this?

Are you all right? Dr. Marlowe?

- Plastique.
- Can you hear me?

A bomb.

- Dr. Marlowe.
- Yes.

- Is Carl all right?
- Oh, yes, he's all right, but...

We're down here on the third level
in metallurgy

just behind the back wall
of your lab.

- No.
- It's them, Carl, they're right there.

They've come to get us.

We're gonna--

Dr. Marlowe, I want you
to build yourselves a barricade

as far from the back wall
as you possibly can.

We're gonna try
and blow an opening in that wall.

- Do you understand?
- We'll do it.

Blow an opening? With what?

Don't tell me you know how to make
a bomb out of a stick of chewing gum.

Why? You got some?

Come on, this is a lab, right?

There's gotta be something here
we can fake it with.

- What kind of lab is this anyway?
- It's metallurgy.

Metallurgy. Metallurgy. Metallurgy.
Come on, MacGyver.

Sodium metal. That'll do it.
Any idea where they might keep it?

In here.

Bingo.

All right, we probably won't need
much more than a few grams,

but we're gonna have to contain
it in something.

- Test tube?
- No, much too big.

And it's got to be water soluble,
something cellulose.

How about a cold capsule?

Yeah.

You know, Spencer, I think you're
starting to get the hang of this.

But I do wish I had known you had
a cold before I kissed you.

Attention.
Six minutes to missile launch.

I say again, six minutes
to missile launch.

All right, now try to find me a glass jar,
about a quart size with a stopper in it,

- and put some water in it, all right?
- Okay.

This capsule hits the water
and dissolves,

the sodium will give off hydrogen,

and enough of a reaction
to ignite it.

Go call Marlowe,
tell him to get down.

We're ready.

Dr. Marlowe, we're gonna try
and blow an opening in the wall now.

All right, Spencer,
do me a favor, will you?

You name it.

Let me go in after Marlowe
and Steubens.

You wait out here, all right?

Why?

Well, chalk it up to superstition,
all right?

Wait here.

Marlowe? Steubens? You all right?

Yeah, we're over here.

Oh.

Get on the intercom.
Try to reach the surface.

Okay.

You, back.

Sidney, get away from
that intercom.

Carl, what is this?
What are you doing?

Have you gone clean out
of your mind?

- MacGyver, is everyone all right?
- Spencer, gosh darn it.

- I told you to wait outside.
- I'm sorry, Barbara.

Carl, I don't understand.

The explosion down here,
it wasn't an accident.

Everybody kept looking for
an accidental explanation

because nothing else made sense.

With all the security of this place, who
could possibly get a bomb to this level?

You and Marlowe, you weren't
supposed to survive.

- No.
- Carl, this makes no sense.

Doesn't it?

You told me Sendrex ordered
a whole new series of experiments,

but that Steubens refused
to accept the results.

So he invites the only other expert
in the field to visit.

One accidental explosion and
all this research is set back 20 years.

Maybe more.

They wanted it to become a weapon.

I've spent my whole life
to stop suffering.

A weapon?

Chain reactions in the ozone.

Without the ozone layer,

the sun's ultraviolet rays
would kill everything on earth.

I think Carl here discovered the key
to make the ozone layer self-destruct.

Didn't you, Carl?

The ultimate doomsday weapon.

I couldn't give them that.

I still can't.

Sidney, we're the only ones
who can stop this.

No!

That was dumb, Spencer.
Very, very dumb.

- Yeah, it also hurts like hell.
- Oh, stop talking, will you?

Colson, I want you to begin
the flooding.

All right, Spencer, it's time
to get you out of here.

You're a lousy liar, MacGyver.

We're out of time,

and they don't even know
we're down here, do they?

There's gotta be some way
to contact the surface.

You did everything
in your power, Mac.

Spencer, you're a genius.

What's going on
with the lights, Colson?

I don't know. Will somebody
tell me what's going on?

- Morse code, sir.
- What's it saying?

Twenty, 19, 18, 17, 16...

"Acid stopped, all safe. Mac."

The missile. The missile.
Abort the launch.

Abort launch. Yes, sir.

Abort launch. Abort launch.
Repeat, abort launch.

Hey, hold it
a second, guys.

What is this, Spence, you trying to get
out of here without saying goodbye?

I'd kiss you, MacGyver,

but I got this cold.

So, what's a little cold between
friends, huh?

You're terrific, Spencer.

Move her out.

You still haven't told me
what you do for a living.

Oh, I'm sort of a repairman.

But I like playing basketball
with you best.

- Okay, what's the deal this time?
- Championship.

Seventh and final game
of this awesomely contested match.

110-109, my team on top,
of course.

- And the clock?
- A paltry three seconds remain.

- Look at that.
- Short Stuff's out.

All right, wait, hold it.
Hold the phone.

- What?
- You better get somebody ready

to measure me
for my championship ring.

- All right, shoot it, shoot it.
- All right.

Reggie stops, pops, and is tops.

A phenomenal shot by a short kid.

The fans go crazy.

People usually
go to a junkyard looking for a bargain.

I did.

When I got my first set of wheels,

one of them was kind of flat.

I spent a lot of time
in Hubcap Heaven,

piecing together that first car.

So would anybody else
looking for a real bargain,

like a matched set of top-secret
Pentagon missile launch codes.

Of course, missiles come in
all kinds, sizes and shapes.

I've always been partial to round.

Stay here!

Anything?

Anything?

As long as you keep
a grip on things...

Briefcase!

Up there!

There he is!

Get him!

The thing about a junkyard is...

...the treasure you find is liable to be
something another fellow lost.

Sometimes, he wants it back...

...real bad.

Now, I've always got
the start of a plan.

Of course, sometimes
plans don't work out.

But you always know for sure
when they hit you right in the...

...face.

Come on!

Now you may find this
hard to believe,

but there have been times
when I've had a lot more fun

in the back seat of a car.

I think the last thing I wanted to do
before these guys left the party

was to find the nicest way I could
to lift their spirits.

Yeah! It's MacGyver.

You know that diplomatic security case
you guys put me on a while back?

Well, I got it...

...and the boys who took it.

Yeah, wanna come pick them up?

I just did.

It's my humble opinion that
old Alexander Graham Bell

has a lot to answer for.

Getting away from it all
gets tougher and tougher.

Not just the newspapers,
the telephone, the radio...

...but people.

It's hard.

Maybe impossible.

Good morning, MacGyver.

Ever been to Burma?

You'll be going deep
into wild country.

There's no government, no law,
just two kinds of people:

Opium vendors and the local people
they hold as slaves.

Sounds like you're sending me

- to a real nice neighborhood.
- Well, it's dangerous. It's important.

Very.

I hear it's also sweaty and hot. Very.

No place to buy a condo.

The cargo plane hit hard,

pieces scattered all over the jungle.

The main thing is we lost
a canister of toxin.

Enough heavy-duty poison to destroy
1,000 acres of plant life,

animals and people.

And you'd kind of like to have it back.

Get it if you can.

Destroy it if you have to.

We'll have a pickup chopper come
for you 24 hours after you drop in.

Don't be late, MacGyver...

- ...or you won't be back.
- Oh, shucks.

I guess this means I won't have time
to do any shopping.

Slavery.

It's just a word,
something out of ancient history,

until you see it,

get a close look at human beings
treated like animals.

Oh, Grandfather!

Leave him alone!

Is there trouble, sir?

You told me you could get your people
to work hard, harvest the opium!

This one can't even walk.

I'm all right.

Please...

Come, Grandfather.

I can walk.

Grandpa!

I'm sorry!

Keep them moving!

Hurry! Back to the village! Move!

Shh. Quiet.

Quiet.

All right.

I'm on your side.

Just wanna ask you
about this red hat.

Come on now.

I just helped you out of a little jam.
Is that any way to thank me?

That's gratitude. Nice guy.

Who are you?

- Name's MacGyver.
- Chan.

- Good to meet you.
- I apologize.

No problem.

You wanna to tell me
where you got the hat?

I will show you.

Who was
that guy who was chasing you?

He is Truang, General Narai's dog.

He in charge of
forced labor for the poppy fields?

- Yes.
- Who's Narai? His boss?

They say
General Narai is not human.

They say he drinks blood.

This is where I find
my red hat, MacGyver.

Of course. Poison canister's gone.

The Pentagon's not gonna be
too happy.

You're lucky, boy.
I don't have time to punish you now.

- Did he hurt you?
- Who is that?

I know who you are
and what you are doing here!

So do not lie!

French?

English?

- American.
- Well, take your pick.

Wherever you come from,
I know what you are!

- Narcotics agent!
- A what?

Your kind have been
in our area before. I know.

The general is coming!

Get everything ready!

The storeroom.
He will want to see the opium.

His guns!
Make sure his guns are ready!

Move!

Move! Move!

A long time ago, my cousin Allie
got a dog from a pound,

part Airedale, part spaniel,
really cute, but she'd been beaten.

All that puppy knew how to do
was cower, cringe away from you,

expecting to be hit.

It's a real ugly thing to see in a dog.

It's even worse in a human being.

This is something I did not expect.

- Who are you?
- Name's MacGyver.

And I'll just bet you're General Narai.

That was a nice landing, general.

A little flashy, but effective.

He's a narcotics agent!

I made him speak.

The poppies?

Only half the harvest is complete.

You radioed about downed
American airplane...

...with weapons.

Bingo.

Good.

Very good.

My helicopter will become a gunship,

a powerful weapon.

Load them.

You wish to tell me
the real reason you're here?

Tourist?

I like a sense of humor.
Shows spirit.

Five days and my caravan will come
here to pick up the opium.

Finish the harvest.
And if you're not ready...

They are slow.
Too many old men and women.

Lazy children. They are stubborn.

Headman!

Are your people slow?

Stubborn?

I've told them, general.
I've warned them you'd be angry.

I care for you...

...give you protection, food, shelter.

But as children are responsible
to their father,

you must not disappoint me.

Hurt me.

If I suffer,

you will suffer.

We will bring in the crops. I promise.

Good.

Just to remind all of you
how important this is...

...I will give you an example.

Stake our narcotics agent
out at the head of the trail.

No food. No water.

Every morning you go to work,
every evening you come back...

...you can watch him dying.

He will inspire you to work.

I will return in five days.

And with luck...

...you may live the entire five days.

But I doubt it.

My mom used to make
a great broiled chicken.

One of my favorites.

It's funny. I'm starting to feel real
sympathetic towards them chickens.

I'll watch. MacGyver, her name Lin,
my sister.

- Hi.
- Chan told me how you helped him.

We're very grateful.

Well, you're very welcome.

Now if you wanted to cut me loose,
I bet we could call it even.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

If we help you escape,
Narai will kill many of our people.

MacGyver, you don't know Narai.

He has burned entire villages
and massacred many people,

because they refused to harvest
his opium poppies.

He's very rich and powerful.

We have no way to fight him.

I would fight!

I bet you would, champ.

They are coming.

Lin, please come now.

Been wondering
when somebody'd show up.

Getting some good rays here.

You must work faster! Faster!

Work faster, Ming, you lazy boy!

We only have four days left
to harvest.

- Where did you get that?
- I stole it back from the guardhouse.

For MacGyver,
or he will die out there.

Go to the
narcotics agent and relieve Lo.

Be careful!

For a second I thought
you were truly stupid, boy.

Are you?

Are you a stupid boy?

When I was a kid,

one of the big events of the country
fair was watching a lot of optimists

trying to catch a greased pig.

A lot of fun.

It sure keeps a crowd occupied.

Now let's try a little
chain reaction action here.

Now I'll get this signal flare
tucked under the airplane tire.

It should serve nicely
as a delayed fuse.

And a little air pumped
into the life jacket.

The boat inflates...

...hopefully.

Signal flare pops, and you get...

...the big bang.

No, Chan!

Ming, he needs help!

Well, I guess that's it then.

- Now you're free.
- No.

Truang will reach
General Narai's convoy.

They will return very soon.

You...

You have destroyed us all!

MacGyver, maybe you can teach us
how to use these guns.

No, I don't think so.

It takes a couple of weeks or so
to train a soldier how to use a rifle.

We need no training! We need you
to leave now, before it gets worse!

So go! Just go!

Is that the way all of you feel?

If we cannot find our souls,
we do not deserve our lives.

Thank you for what you
have done, MacGyver.

You need not thank him.

Just pray that Narai does not
kill us all!

You know,

I think you folks ought to decide
which way you're gonna go now.

I promised a man I'd do a job for him,
and that's what I gotta do.

I got a chopper to meet.

Everyone, it will be all right!

When General Narai comes back,
we will apologize.

We will beg him to forgive us.

4223-Alpha.

Looks like MacGyver's got the goods.
I'm going in.

MacGyver!

Easy, big guy.

I wasn't going anywhere.

I was a hunter.

I have been a farmer.

- Now I'm a slave.
- You are alive.

- At Narai's whim.
- Ming is right.

Narai controls our life
and everything else.

This is a useless conversation.

We have no means to fight, and your
great hope, MacGyver, has gone.

Grandfather!
Lin! MacGyver is back!

I've finished the job I was sent here
to do. What have you all decided?

Are you gonna keep peeling poppies
or are we gonna give this...

...fashion plate Narai
a run for his money?

Teach me to be a soldier, MacGyver.

You are fools!

All of you! You will suffer!

Narai will kill you!

Listen, folks, I don't think we have
much more than a few hours

before old Truang spreads
the good news.

You said we cannot learn
to shoot in time.

How do we fight?

Oh, I've got a couple of ideas.

A little higher. That's good.

That is to be seen.

Excellent.

Yes, yes, yes. Here.

Take this up to the ridge. Signal us
as soon as you see the convoy.

It is Narai!

He's just checking us out.
Heading north.

Yes, heading north
to process his opium.

Let's hope they keep him busy
for a while.

Truang should reach that convoy
in a bit.

Now this is how you cut
the bandits down to size.

Teamwork.

The women and children
are cooking up a bamboo buffet:

A giant wooden flute filled
with fire ash and rice alcohol...

...guaranteed to bring tears
to the eyes.

- How's it going?
- Fine, except for the guns.

- I set traps like this when I was a boy.
- That's why you're in charge.

Ah, you have given Ming
a chance to become a man.

I can see the change in him,
from a slave to a leader.

Okay? Go now.

- Is it deep enough?
- That is perfect.

Perfect.

But they can see it, though.

That's what makes it perfect.

A good morning's work.

My...

...people did a good job.

The signal!

All right.

We don't have more than an hour
before Truang and his goons get here.

What shall we do now?

Get some food.

First we eat.

Then we fight.

Hey!

Uh, it's only fair to warn you that these
folks don't want you guys back here.

So if you just wanna turn around and
go back to wherever you came from,

these folks won't hold a grudge.

But I gotta warn you,
if you keep on coming,

you're liable to have
a battle on your hands.

So, what do you say?

Whoa.

Those guys are just spoiling
for a fight.

Let's move.

Herpetologists will tell you everyone
has an inner fear of snakes...

...Including the herpetologists.

Are you afraid of snakes,
MacGyver?

No.

I just don't like being around them.

Now you take your psychologists,

they'll tell you when someone thinks
they have you all figured out,

that's when they're
the most vulnerable.

When it comes to Truang,

he doesn't know an asp
from a hole in the ground.

Come on, Truang.
It can only get worse.

Why don't we call it a day?

He's only trying to bait us.

We go to the village first.

Then MacGyver.

Hurry! Dismount!

Move that tree out of the way.

Of course, the archeologist tells us
the wheel is Man's greatest invention.

But I thought we'd blow the air
out of that notion.

What are you waiting for?!
Pick up your weapons!

Move out!

General?

Gentlemen,

you're in time for the buffet.

Our short-order cook just
turned on the gas.

Now we are free.

Yeah.

There was a time when about

the worst thing you could say
about a man

was that he was a horse thief.

In some places, that's still true today,

particularly when the horse
that gets stolen belongs to a king,

and it's considered to be maybe
the most expensive horse alive.

When it's a tribal leader
who does the stealing,

you've got the makings
of a small war.

And because small wars have a way
of becoming big ones,

it saves a lot of trouble if the horse
gets back where it belongs.

No! Don't shoot! You'll hit the horse!

Typical.

Just when you're getting ahead,
somebody always changes the odds.

No!

He is mine.

You know, we could go back
to your place and talk about this.

No, I didn't think so.

Ha!

Kill him!

I'm with you, pal.

I hate heights.

You know, my life
is like a rubber ball.

No sooner do I get the horse returned,

and I bounce right into
another assignment.

Intelligence agents
are a very cautious bunch.

Take Nicolai Grodsky, for example,
an old buddy of mine.

He's got some top-secret information.

And like any good agent,

he'll only hand it over
to someone he trusts.

In this case, me.

And that's just fine.

I get to visit Budapest again.

And having a big road rally
in town is like a bonus.

Sorry.

Hey! No!

Good opening move.

Nice fast dip, good carry.

On a scale of one to ten,
ten being best, give you about a six.

Maybe a seven,
but you looked down at your hand.

That's a cardinal no-no.

You gypsy?

No. Not that I know of. Why?

Because it takes a gypsy
to catch a gypsy.

You look American. Want a guide?

- Jana is the best.
- I don't think I'll be needing a guide.

I've been here quite
a few times before. Thank you.

Okay, then I sell you a special
gypsy blessing. Keep you safe.

Sell? You wanna sell me
something? I just caught you!

Okay, okay. For free,
because you caught me.

- That's right. Uh-huh.
- Taught me a lesson.

- For free.
- All right!

Go in safety.

Find what you seek.

Thank you, Jana.
That was very nice.

She did it again.

He has been walking around
for three hours.

Grodsky is a cautious man.
Not surprising in a double agent,

which is why Moscow wants
pictures of whomever he contacts.

The watch looks very valuable.

It contains the name of a
dozen key KGB agents in England.

We want the watch and Grodsky
and his contacts.

Yo, Grods.

MacGyver.

I didn't expect you, old friend.

Yeah, kind of a surprise to me too.

A pleasant one, I might add.
How are you doing, Nicki?

With you as my contact now, perfect.

I have the names in my watch.
But not here.

The Cafe Mozart. Remember?

Keep taping.

Whoo!

- Here's your newspaper, sir.
- Oh, thank you.

Grodsky!

Nicolai Grodsky!

What happened here?

- Is he all right?
- He is dead.

The American he spoke to
at the trash barrel, where is he?

- That's him.
- Yo, Grods.

Freeze.

Now close-up.

Now fast-forward until...

- ...there.
- Your newspaper, Sir.

Tighter.

- The watch.
- Uh-huh.

I want that girl. And the man.

Both, inspector.

Well, I will try. But it may be difficult.

Inspector Messic,
I am Russian, you are Hungarian.

But I'm sure we are comrades
in Socialist reality.

Please, comrade Kossov, my
government has given me instructions.

I am at your disposal.

We will run this man's photograph
through the border control,

through all the hotels, the banks,
the railways, the airport authorities.

We will find him.

And have you checked the girl?

A gypsy. Budapest has gypsies
like a dog has fleas.

They have no papers, no addresses.

- They change their names--
- Inspector Messic...

Ivan. I love Budapest.

Good food. Excellent wine,
charming women.

But if I do not retrieve
Grodsky's watch,

I will return to Moscow in disgrace.

An ugly, cold city.

And if I am cold...

...you could freeze to death.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.
Luck to you, sir.

May your beauty increase,
if that were possible, ma'am.

Thank you.

Hi.

I'm in the market
for a Swiss army knife.

Jana.

Don't worry about Jana.

She can vanish like a shadow
in the sunshine.

All right. Okay. I've got it.

- Right here.
- Thank you very much.

Now I want the watch.

Gypsies don't need a watch.

- They don't tell time.
- Jana, don't mess with me.

It's worth a lot, huh?

A very good friend of mine
was killed for that watch.

What do you think?

Okay, MacGyver. I'll get your watch.

Get?

You will get me the watch?

I gave it to my brother Bruno.

All right. Let's go talk
to your brother Bruno.

- Police.
- Hey.

Bruno!

Let me go. Let me go.

My brother. My brother.

They killed your friend?

Yeah.

So, what are they gonna do
to my family?

Nice place.

Borza Prison.

The place for political people.

I don't understand, MacGyver,
my family's not bad.

Why would they bring them
to a special prison?

Is it the watch?

Afraid so, honey.

- Saint Dismas.
- Patron saint of thieves.

Hope he's working today.

Today he has to work extra hard.

They confessed to everything...

...and nothing.

They tell a lie and lie about lying.

They're gypsies.

They're trying to protect the girl.

Hey, she's family.

But the American...

MacGyver.

We have a name and a picture,

while he has the watch.

So we'll hold them here in Borza,

and we'll continue to look
for the American and the girl.

I assume suitable pressure
will be applied to this scum.

I don't like that, comrade major.

I will do what I must
to get the watch back.

I'm not a sadist.

I'm a realist.

Twenty-four hours. No more.

Then my way.

Shh. Hush.

You want a drink, gypsy?

Gypsies, they're like mongrel dogs.

It's a public service when you kill one.

Why do they hate us?

Some people are scared
of anybody who runs free.

Don't worry, Jana.
We'll figure a way to get them out.

Jana, you say the supply truck
gets here about 5?

Yeah, MacGyver.

But-- But they search it
before it goes out.

They'd be stupid not to.

MacGyver, this doesn't make
any sense to me.

Think of it as a light-bulb sandwich.

And hope they swallow it.

Truck should be here
any minute. Let's go.

Excuse me, guys.

My mom had a chili recipe that would
just about blow your socks off.

Shake of this, pinch of that,
and just let it cook.

I changed the ingredients a little.

Salt, sugar, weed killer.
I wouldn't wanna eat it.

But the end result should be...

...dynamite.

Jana thought you might wanna
get out of here.

The American?

- From the street corner.
- Name's MacGyver.

How do we arrange this leaving?

Well, I've got some plans.

- You guys just hang tough, all right?
- Yeah.

Okay, guys, get crazy.

Back to work. Back.

Chili should nearly be cooked.

Time to wrap this thing up.

It's an escape plan.

Yeah.

Jana, let's go!

Okay, you guys, settle down.

- Now, where's my watch?
- I sold it.

You sold it?

The man who said,
"Life is just a bowl of cherries",

had it wrong.

It's a bowl of Hungarian goulash.

Hot and sticky.

And I'm not that hungry.

Hi.

Am I too late for happy hour?

Jana's brother sold the watch
to another gypsy,

a fence named Reena.

Trendy little joint she's got here.

I see the beautiful people
just stopped in

to have a quick cocktail
before the ballet.

Evening, gents.

I'm looking for a...

For Reena.

Reena.

That is nice name.

What is yours?

MacGyver.

What do you want, MacGyver?

Well, now, that's kind of personal.

- And important too.
- Then we are truly interested.

Where do you come from and why?

What exactly is your business
with Reena?

Well, now, you seem
to be asking more questions

than I'm willing to answer
at the moment.

Boys. Boys.

Let's talk.

See, I'm just kind of a peace-loving guy
like the rest of you.

I like a good time.

Let's not be ridiculous.

Now that I have your
undivided attention...

MacGyver.

I am Reena.

Why don't we talk.

Okay.

Excuse me.

You know, I really don't
drink too much.

Virtuous? Or suspicious?

- Habit.
- No matter.

To your health, MacGyver.

Which would be in considerable risk
if I sent you back downstairs.

Yeah, is there a back way
out of here?

Of course. Several.

But you have to earn them.

Which brings us to business.

You're American.
What are you selling, blue jeans?

Buying.

Watches.

Digital or spring-wound?

Old-fashioned.

It's a family heirloom.

Yeah, I know.
I know the family that sold it to you.

Those stinking gypsy wharf rats.

If their hides were worth the trouble,
I'd have them gutted,

skinned and used as rugs.

I thought you were a gypsy too.

I am. Takes one to know one.

And how do you
know them, MacGyver?

Oh...

Call it luck.

I know exactly what you mean.

Now...

...tell me why this is worth
so much to you.

You're okay, Reena. I think I'm gonna
have to be honest with you.

Never say that to a gypsy.
It makes us nervous.

Okay.

The watch carries information.

I want it, your police want it,

the Russians want it
bad enough to kill for it.

You're telling the truth.

That your lie detector?

Gypsy magic.
And, like most gypsy magic,

a cheat, but nice.

You said information.
You mean political.

What kind?

Let me show you.

Yeah.

Names of some of their people.

Who spy on some of your people.

Yeah, something like that.

What are you offering, MacGyver?

Well, Reena, I don't have
a lot of cash on me.

- Do you take plastic?
- I don't deal in credit.

You can't afford
to buy it, MacGyver...

...So it's a gift.

I owe you one.

Taxi!

Come on!

Hurry up. The police
are right behind us.

- Got it.
- Yeah.

MacGyver. So you owe us
for helping you, right?

- Jana...
- It's only that we like you, MacGyver.

We wanna go with you.

- Where?
- America. America.

- Right, right.
- The U.S. of A.

Clint Eastwood. Coca-Cola.

Jana...

Girls just wanna have fun.

Please.

Oh, no.

Can you get mechanics' overalls
for the whole family?

Like a shoot. Why?

We're gonna have to get
across the border fast.

That rally at Boot Park's got
all kinds of racing cars,

and I figure we're gonna have to
borrow a few. You know what I mean?

I think Tamasz is going
to be unhappy about his taxi.

- It's okay. We'll be in America.
- Y'all know what to do?

- Yes.
- Let's go.

A credit card can usually
get you out of a jam.

I'm hoping this will create one.

So, what did he say?

They found that gypsy taxi
in Boot Park.

And MacGyver?

Make the assumption.

You may save yourself those cold
winters in Moscow, comrade.

Let's go.

All mobile units, close pursuit.

What is wrong
with the traffic signals?

That will do no good.

I'm right behind them.

Motorcycle police. They got through
the traffic jam, MacGyver.

Hang on. We're just gonna have to go
where they can't for now.

Why are all the lights against us?

Inspector, can't you go any faster?

Delicious.

We can't go this way, MacGyver.

Into the Horvath Building?

It connects with two
underground garages.

Rock 'n' roll.
Is this what you wanted it for?

Not exactly.

- Get some duct tape out of my pocket.
- Okay.

We are closing in.

Now take the police radio

and tape it to your transistor.

Heading to intercept.

They've already crossed half the city.

They are heading for St. Ivan's.

Inspector Messic here.

All units. All units seal off
the church of St. Ivan.

Is this okay, MacGyver?

Yeah, not bad.

Now, if we can get that up
on something tall,

we can blow out police radios
for a mile.

That's unbearable. What is--?
What's going--?

Can't you turn that off?

- Is that your tall building?
- It's the best I could do.

It's terrific.

Inspector Messic here.

Messic here.

Can you read me?
This is Inspector Messic.

They're heading for the border.

I sure hope your cousins
got to the gate in time.

No!

They're in Austria.
We can't afford a major incident.

Thank you, comrade major.

MacGyver!

I'll remember him.

- You got it!
- Yeah!

All right.

MacGyver.

How can I...?

- How can we--?
- Oh. There's nothing to it.

It'll take a couple of days to get you
processed, but you're on your way.

- We're free.
- Congratulations.

Bye.

You're leaving us now.

Well, yeah, honey, I have to.

Hey.

Here.

- But you need it.
- Now, come on. You earned it.

Jana, you don't have to do this.

You earned it.

Come here.

When I was a kid back in Minnesota,

I had a Cub Scout den mother,
a Mrs. Fryfogel.

She taught us backwoods
common sense,

like, "Don't drop crumbs
on the trail...

...because you never know what kind
of critter might be right behind you,

picking up the pieces."

I'll never forget the motto
she taught us:

"Be prepared."

Now, it's been said

that the best company you could have
in a strange place is a map.

This particular map documents

the plans of some
heavy-handed troublemakers.

Folks back home figure
if I can get ahold of it,

the trouble might stop.

The great thing about a map,

it can get you in and out of places
a lot of different ways.

Halt!

That is far enough.

The map.

You know, I'd like to...

...but I really need it myself.

You amuse me.

Sorry.

But I really do need it.

It just goes to show you,

a good map will always get you
where you wanna go.

Well, the map got me home,

but a newspaper publisher made sure
I didn't get to stay long.

Seems there's this problem
in Central America.

I remember one time,
I was maybe 7 or 8,

my dad and I took a truckload
of apples to market in another town.

As soon as we got there,
even as little as I was,

I felt there was something real wrong
in that town.

When I asked my dad about it,

he said they'd lynched
an innocent man there.

I was a lot older before I understood
exactly what that meant.

Well, how're you doing, guys?
What's the haps here?

Nice girl. Kind of reminds me
of my sister.

Oh, I'm sorry, maybe you guys
don't recognize me.

The name's Jackson,
Andrew Jackson.

You may have seen my picture
on the front of the 20-dollar bill?

You know what I'm talking about?

Yeah, I thought you'd understand.
Nice doing business with you guys.

Hello?

Hello?

Hola!

Hi.

Hi.

Name's MacGyver.

I'm looking for a photographer
by the name of Kate Connolly.

Her publisher said
I might find her here.

Look, if I've come at
an inconvenient time--

Who is this publisher?

Arthur Prescott.

He hasn't heard from her
in quite some time,

and seeing how things are around
here, he got worried enough--

To send you down here. Hmm?

I'm supposed to believe that?

Oh, hell, Diego,

he's probably telling the truth.

I'm almost out of the soup.

Okay, you, come on in.

Senior, I am a terrible shot.

I might try to just wound you
a little bit,

So you be very careful.

I'm harmless.

Hi.

So your name's MacGyver,
and you're harmless.

- What do you want?
- It's what your publisher wants.

He wants you back home,
safe and sound.

So he sent you?

Well, none of his letters
or phone calls worked.

You gotta admit, I'm a little better
than a telegram.

Hey, that's Dave Ryerson.

He's not even supposed to be
in this hemisphere unless he's in jail.

How do you know him?

Oh, we met once

before he was deported
from the States.

Yeah?

Oh, and Dave kind of
blames me for that.

You may come in handy.

To your publisher, "handy" means
getting you out of here.

Uh-uh. I've got a big story cooking.

We've been digging for weeks,
and I'm almost there.

Kate, your story could also help us

get rid of a piece of human garbage
from our government.

General Antonio Vasquez.

Oh, yeah, the army guy
who runs the secret police.

I understand he has some
big career moves in mind too.

He's got the men.
He just needs the arms.

And he's dealing for them. Now.

With Ryerson and
the crime syndicate?

The deal's set for today and if...

When I get the pictures...

Look, I need the pictures.

So your job is to help me
get into Ryerson's hacienda.

No, excuse me, ma'am, but my
job is to get you out of the country.

MacGyver, you can do both.

We would be most grateful
if you could help us.

Then we leave the country?

Señor?

You're going to need this.

Actually, I do much better
without them. Thanks.

Mind if I borrow something
from your camera bag?

It depends what.

Just that camera strap.

I need one with a plastic clip.

That wire's got enough juice in it
to straighten your hair.

You'd be handy next time
I lose my door key.

- You know, this place is none too--
- This spot's just fine.

- It's not the safest.
- Look, if you're nervous,

why don't you wait on the other side
of the wall while I take--

Hold it. Hold it.

There's Ryerson.

Here comes Vasquez.
The deal's going down now.

Great to see you! You look good.

Yes, yes, and yourself too.

- Looks like you put on some weight.
- Right on time. Yeah, yeah.

I can't wait. I can't wait.

I understand you have some
excellent things for me, huh?

All right, now, here we are.

- Plenty more where this came from.
- An impressive display.

Looks like
an army surplus store in there.

Perfect.

Ryerson is showing the general
his sample case.

I can assure you my organization
can guarantee delivery

of all the light weapons
in 30 days, general.

Mm-hm.

- That's everything you needed, isn't it?
- And the tanks?

Three months.

We're ready to start
unlimited shipments to you.

Is it a deal?

A very complex deal.

Very risky for both our futures.

Out of film.

Good. It's time to get out of here.

I need one more shot.

The handshake.

But...

...yes, it is a deal.

I'm an accredited correspondent,
and you have no right to do this.

I haven't had the pleasure of meeting
the lady before, general,

but I'd like to introduce you
to an old buddy of mine

I've been hoping to
run across again.

Welcome to our country, MacGyver.

Look, I'm warning you.
My newspaper knows where I am.

Yeah, so they sent Mother MacGyver
here to get you out.

That is why you're here,
isn't it, MacGyver?

It might be that I'm working on getting
you kicked out of this country too.

You know, I'm gonna enjoy
your funeral.

Down here they make quite a fiesta
out of things like that.

Lots of tequila, some dancing girls,
may even shed a tear or two.

You have both won an invitation.

Don't you realize the chance

you'd take harming us?

- My newspaper would--
- Write a touching obituary.

Now I'll have the film.

- No.
- Come on!

Now, let's not be dumb about this.
What do you say.

Getting sensible, MacGyver? Good.

- There you go. I think it was that one.
- You can't!

You know, Ryerson,
now that the evidence is gone,

there's probably no need to kill us.

There's no need at all,
is there, general?

You probably wouldn't mind
if we just kind of moseyed on, huh?

I want my cameras back.

Just give me the rest of the film

and your other camera too.
Come on!

Yeah, I think a little cooperation
would go a long ways

in this situation, don't you?

- What is that stuff?
- Plastique. Silly Putty with a bang.

Yeah!

- Those photographs!
- They'll never be published.

Better not, my friend,
or we're both dead.

- The enemy's out there.
- But you have brought them to me!

All right, so it went haywire!

I was afraid something
would go wrong.

It can be fixed.
With a little help from your army.

Hmm?

I can do the developing
at the darkroom.

Wait a minute. Hold it. Hold it.

He really meant it, you know?

Being the voice of truth.

- It was because of me that he--
- No.

It's because of the kind of man
he was, Kate.

We'll get that film out.

I promise you.

MacGyver, every time
something happens around here,

they lock the airport down,

troops pour all over every friendly
embassy, roads are blocked.

Just look, this whole town's already
under military guard.

Yep, that's right.

So we take the film out ourselves,

across the border into Mexico.

That's more than 100 kilometers.

How are we even gonna
get out of here?

I've been thinking about that.
You mind if I borrow something?

- What?
- Oh, you don't need a bag

for just one camera, do you?
I can put this strap to good use.

I'll be back.

We need all the help we can get.

Be ready when I get back.

Ready for what? Back from where?

- We're out of here.
- Are you crazy? They'll hear us.

Shh, shh, shh.

Oh, that's not necessary.

What are you doing?

I'm making a periscope.

- Compact.
- What?

Compact!

MacGyver.

Who is this friend of yours?

This MacGyver?

That was terrific! We made it.

Yeah.

But the border's still 100 kilometers.
And I know Ryerson.

He won't give up easy.

Hey, MacGyver, level with me.

Are we gonna make it?

Well, we made it this far, didn't we?

Somehow, I'm not reassured.

We'll stay on the main highway.

You work a search pattern
heading north.

Check every road, every mule path!

You know, when I woke up
this morning,

I had three very expensive cameras.

Well, at least you didn't wreck this one.
This is my lucky camera.

If anything happened to this baby,
I'd die...

...or kill.

- So where are you from, MacGyver?
- Well, I started out in Minnesota.

Since then...

...here, there, this place, that place.

Trouble with the law or itchy feet?

Oh, a little of that.

Mostly I wanted to see how
the world worked,

meet people, learn how
they're different, the same.

MacGyver, you are a romantic.

No, no.

Just a guy who...

Spotter plane. Great.

Bus spotted heading north
toward Garabuan.

Moving under cover.

- Lost visual contact.
- Faster!

Hang on! That plane saw us!

Slow down, MacGyver!
You're messing up my shots!

Oh.

Oh.

- Don't say it.
- I wasn't gonna say a thing.

We're sunk. This is it.

There's no way we're gonna make it.

- Oh, it's not that bad.
- Oh, yes, it is.

No, it's not.

Please tell me how things
could be worse.

Uh, you're right. You convinced me.

We're in a lot of trouble.

- So how far are we from the border?
- Oh, about 10 miles.

So how are you gonna start a fire?

Make lightning or rub
two sticks together?

Well, thought I'd use a match.

Oh, shucks, MacGyver.

I was looking forward to seeing
some more of your Boy Scout stuff.

What was that?

Sounds like supper to me.

Excuse me.

Well, trap worked.

- Ew, what's that?
- I told you. Supper.

MacGyver, you don't eat things
like that. You call pest control.

No, they taste an awful lot like chicken.

I don't care if they taste like beluga
caviar, I am not eating lizard. Ew.

Mmm.

Mmm. Very next dinner party I give,
"Breast of lizard a la MacGyver."

It's delicious.

You're a very...

...unexpected man, MacGyver.

You...

...keep me off balance.

- I'm sorry.
- No.

I think...

I think I like it.

Wanna share?

That's quite an offer.

Is that a yes?

Or no?

They're not inside.

Then they're on foot. Good.

Every time something else
goes wrong, you say it is good.

If your soldiers had been on the ball
at the plaza--

You are talking to a general.

Oh, I thought I was talking
to my new partner.

But the border is less than 10 miles
to the north.

Look, general...

...why don't you try keeping half of your
troops back here, behind them,

pushing them forward,
so they can't double back.

There's only one road leading
to the border, and we control it.

So they wanna cross the border,
they have to come through here, to us.

So it's just a matter of time.

That's what you told me
50 kilometers ago, Ryerson.

But...

...if your plan fails,
and they get through,

I will not deport you.

I will destroy you.

Even if it's my last act in office.

What do you see?

Two men with guns. What do you see?

Opportunity knocking.

You know, you could stand
to lose a few pounds.

You rat.

Buenos dias, you guys!
What's shaking?

Name's MacGyver.
We're the ones you're looking for.

And, fellas,

this here is your lucky day!

Because you get to turn us in.

Listen, would you mind holding her?
She weighs a ton.

All right, Connolly!

Yes, yes! Now you're getting
the hang of things.

My lucky camera. It's wrecked.

Well, now, I bet you we can get it fixed
about nine miles up that road.

I'm sorry.

Any time, MacGyver.

I like that kind of talk.
Come on.

- See anything?
- No.

It's like we're the only people
in the whole world.

Oh, I wouldn't count on it.

My guess is they're not
more than an hour behind us.

We must be damn close
to that border.

MacGyver, we are just about there.

We are there, Kate.

That's Mexico, right there,

on the other side of that river.

What do you think?

You know, I gotta admit, these
two boys know what they're doing.

They got every approach
to the border locked up tight.

There's just no going around them.

Well, I guess we're just gonna
have to go through them. Attack.

With what?

That's a good question. Yeah.

Yeah.

There's nothing they can do. Nothing.

- Mexican Border Patrol.
- Let them watch.

They can keep score.

It's not great. But it's not bad.

What are we gonna do, MacGyver?

Start a war, I guess.

You make it sound so easy.

Just to keep me from thinking
about how scared I am.

Continuing search, comandante.

- No sign of intruders.
- Keep searching.

They gotta be up there.
They gotta be.

Airplane reports nothing.

It's the first time I ever deliberately
tried to overheat an engine.

Okay, we now have a lot of dirty oil.

- What's that do for the war effort?
- The military calls it chemical fog.

Civilians get more to the point.
It's air pollution.

What does the MacGyver-Connolly
team call it?

A long shot.

Running low on fuel.
Returning to base.

I don't care if you're low on fuel.

Keep looking.

Here.

When this heats up, it ought to make
some pretty good-looking smog.

Where are they?

They can't just disappear
like shadows.

Look, general, your troops are here
and behind them.

Every exit sealed off.

You've done a good job. Don't panic.

So you feel we have them.
Caught between us?

I know it.

Either they come out our way,
or they don't come out at all.

Smoke bombs, stink bombs,
rolling bombs, juggernauts.

I feel like Rosie the Riveter
in a jury-rigged bomb factory.

It's quite an inventory,
but not much to be proud of, though.

Hey, it has my approval.

How are we gonna get this
darned thing across the river?

Under their noses.

Spotter plane to command post.

Subjects are in section five
and headed toward the border.

General, we got them!

They're crazy.

And smart.

It's time to get our party started!

All right!

Watch for them now.
Watch for them!

Shoot anything that moves!

Okay, you ready?

If things don't work out...

...I'm really glad I got to know you.

Me too.

Let's go.

Forward! Up the hill!

- Hang on, Connolly!
- Hang on to what?

Come on, Kate, swim.

There they are! Kill them!
Shoot them!

- MacGyver!
- Shoot them!

Welcome to Mexico.

Do you have anything to declare?

Wise guy.

Well, David...

...it's too late.

I always keep my promises.

I thought your camera was broken.

I fixed it, MacGyver style.

Welcome to paradise.

Relax. Come on, Sims. Relax.

Nobody saw you get on the aircraft.

And as far as everybody's concerned,
you're still in the States.

Hey. You're home free.

The police are probably
following me now.

Not here.

Relax. Come on. It's cool.

Right. Let's take a look at the goods.

I've always wanted to see what
60 million in diamonds looked like.

Six million is your share.
I wouldn't cheat you, Catlin.

You're an accountant, Sims.
Figure it out.

Washington, D.C.

I trusted Daniel Sims.

- No one's blaming you, senator.
- I'm blaming me.

I was chairman of the
Famine Aid Committee.

That $60 million was raised on
my name, my friends, my reputation.

And it was stolen by the man I hired,
Daniel Sims.

It's not my reputation
I care about, MacGyver.

What Catlin stole isn't just dollars.
These people are dying today.

That money was raised to save human
lives. When my daughter Chris

heard about it, she flew back from
Africa. She's in the Virgin Islands now.

She's trying to find some way
to get to Catlin...

...but nothing's worked. Nothing.

Well, then I better get going.

U.S. Virgin Islands

Your name MacGyver?
That's amazing. So is mine.

You're MacGyver?

I'm sorry, I guess I was expecting

another high-powered lawyer
or an ex-FBI agent

with another great idea
that doesn't work--

I'm sorry, I'm a little wound up.
Chris Rhodes.

Your father tells me
you've been researching things here.

You can start by telling me
what you know about Catlin.

He keeps what amounts
to a private army around here.

Some of them arrived with him.
He used to be a mercenary.

Soldier of fortune. Asia Minor, Libya.

In Angola they call him "The Butcher."

Hey, Chris, we're gonna get to him.

Just what exactly do you do,
MacGyver?

What else do you know about Catlin?

He came to the Virgin Islands
about five years ago

with a gaudy reputation
and a lot of money...

...with which he bought
this hotel and casino.

Catlin's little hideaway.

You don't like him much, do you?

You know, I was in
the Peace Corps in Africa.

I know what famine does.

There he is.

Welcome to my little exhibition.

That's Catlin.

Come on over, guys.

We got a confirmation
from Amsterdam.

- They can handle the diamonds.
- All of them?

Sixty million dollars to be paid
to a Swiss account.

We need flight plans and clearances.

I wanna be off this island
in 48 hours. See to it.

- He looks like a happy guy.
- Why not? We can't touch him.

Maybe we can.

What if I were to just go in...

...and take the diamonds from Catlin?

My God, you're a thief.

It's impossible. It's ridiculous.
It's illegal.

Why? Catlin claims
he doesn't have the diamonds.

You tell me how taking something
that doesn't exist...

- ...constitutes breaking the law.
- Because we can't just--

Well, because we can't just
plan a break-in

or pull off some kind of
far-fetched caper or--

You know, you're right.

What the hell. We'll do it.

What you mean "we"?
You were in the Peace Corps,

- not the Green Beret, remember?
- Come on, what's your plan?

I have found from past experiences
that the tighter your plan,

the more likely you are to run
into something unpredictable.

Okay. How, then?

We fake it.

Oh, great. Great.
We are in deep trouble.

Look, for starters, we're probably
talking about 200 pounds of diamonds.

- Now, where's he gonna store that?
- Believe me, I know Catlin.

He wouldn't trust his own mother.
Everything he has, he guards.

- So?

...I researched all the construction
permits on the casino.

He built in two security vaults.

A big one in the casino
and another one in his private suite.

- Then that's where I'll start.
- Where do we begin?

I begin by getting a look at the
inside of that casino vault.

To see if the diamonds are there.

I'll go in as a high roller.
Start shooting and see what--

Catlin's casino is, well, frankly,
dishonest. Nobody wins.

The vault in the casino has got
to be guarded and locked.

So the best way to get a look
at the inside is by invitation.

So I'll have to make sure I win
big at the crap table.

Get them to store my money
in their vault.

- How can you be so sure you'll win?
- I'll cheat.

Not bad.

You look like James Bond.

I feel like...

...James Bond.

I'm in disguise.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- You stupid little fool.

You spilled this drink
all over my dress.

Nice lady.

- Do you know what this cost?
- I'm sorry.

Should be ripe
to give me a proper diversion.

- I wanna know your name.
- I'm so sorry. You're right.

My fault. I was very clumsy...

When I was a kid,
the first time I went fishing,

I had to jury-rig my own line.

- This is an absolute outrage.
- It worked.

You made me look like a fool.

Caught a fish that turned lots of eyes.

I've never been so embarrassed.

This catch should do the same.

- Absolutely ridiculous.
- Please forgive me. I'm sorry.

Right in the middle
of the casino. Where is the manager?

I want to talk to somebody.
I want this replaced.

Excuse me.

Oh, God. Oh, what am I gonna do?

What are you looking at?

Winner, seven. Front-line winner.

Here they come. Right there.

- Not bad. Any craps. Bet the seven.
- Again.

Lucky seven, eleven, any craps.

Beautiful.

Numbers off on the come out.

Coming out.

Bet the seven.
Bet the hard eight, hard eight.

Seven again. Pay the front line.

Front-seven shooter.

Bet the front line.
Bet the seven, eleven, any craps.

- Bet the hard eight. Hard eight.
- Let it ride.

I've got this afternoon's
net-winnings figure.

- What is it, Jack?
- That's the one.

Your Virgin Mary, sir.

Thank you.

- Thank you, sir.
- You're welcome.

- Okay, here we go.
- Come on.

Seven!

Seven.

Right here, bet the front line.
Any craps.

- I want you to find out who he is.
- My pleasure.

We'll let that ride again.

Hi.

- I'm Tiffany.
- Bond.

James Bond.

Again.

Well, I'm sorry, sir,
that's over our limit.

Let it ride.

- Good luck.
- Somehow I know you mean that.

Would you like to go again?

For the whole 130,000?

Lucky dice.

Let's see how lucky you really are.

Think I'll pass.
Don't wanna be greedy.

This table is closed,
ladies and gentlemen.

- Thank you very much.
- Excuse me. I have to ask a favor.

I'm gonna feel a little nervous
walking around

with all of your money in my pockets.

I assume the casino has a vault?

Not a very big vault, is it?

No, but big enough to keep
your money safe until you're ready

to have another try at your luck, Mr...?

MacGyver.

MacGyver.

I haven't seen you around.

I haven't been around.

So, Jack, it's been fun.

I'll tell you, Jack, I've about had
my fill of the crap table.

Mr. MacGyver, you made
six straight passes.

The odds are against it.

Yeah? That's why
they call it gambling, I guess.

These dice are perfect.

- Yeah, you can say that again.
- Which is why we noticed...

...you'd forgotten your drink.

Seven. The hard way.

I'd like you to accompany
these gentlemen to my office.

It's a little more private.
Take him out.

Well, Jack, you've been terribly
civil about this up until now.

Why not?

Oh, you clod.
The least you could do is help me up.

All right, you, hold it. Hold it, I said.

This way.

It's stuck.

Hold it! Get him!

Think, MacGyver.

Of course.

Hey, MacGyver, what happened?

The diamonds aren't in the casino
vault. They must be in his private suite.

- Oh, great.
- I never said it was gonna be easy.

How can you sleep?

Usually it's no problem.

MacGyver.

Come on, MacGyver.

It was terrific. I mean last night.

I was scared and excited and...

It's like all the frustration just let go.

- Felt good, did it?
- Oh, felt great.

More coffee?

More coffee?

Sure.

- That Catlin's suite?
- Mm-hm.

And the diamonds must be in his vault.

Well, I'll find them.

Well, we don't have to worry about
Catlin. He's always on the casino floor.

But last night his security guard told
me that Catlin has a spy camera

and an alarm system
covering the suite.

Well, the guy figures to be
a little careful.

MacGyver, there are over 200
pounds of diamonds in there.

Even if you can open the vault, getting
the diamonds out will be impossible.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

But the way I plan to do it, it's gonna
be kind of noisy, kind of public.

You know what I mean?

So I'm gonna need
a major distraction.

Small riot in the casino
would do just fine.

You're gonna cause a riot
in Catlin's casino?

- You bet.
- You can't possibly show your face

- in there again.
- I won't.

You will.

I hope I can walk
with that thing in there.

Just make sure you get this magnet as
close to the roulette wheel as possible.

Maybe I can hop.

No, it'll be all right.

What are you doing with my ring?

Give me your finger.

- Who am I supposed to scratch?
- You're not gonna scratch anybody.

Just like this when you're
playing blackjack.

Oh, and then accuse them
of cheating.

Yeah. Then you do the roulette,
the slots.

But, Chris, you've gotta make sure
it comes together at 2:10 sharp.

All right, you remember, as soon
as the diamonds are in my car,

you get in your car, and you go.
I'll be right behind you.

But it's gotta come together
at 2:10 a.m. sharp.

- Or we're history.
- I'll be here.

- Good.
- MacGyver?

Yeah, we're gonna make it.

Now, if Thomas Edison is correct,

at 2:10, when these wires touch,

all the slot machines and lights
in the casino ought to go crazy.

Excuse me. Think this machine
will change my luck?

Win some, lose some.

Gonna have to deal
with that security camera

in the penthouse hall.

The mirror from Chris' compact ought
to show them a thing or two.

All bets down, please.

All right. Gotta call
a little attention to myself.

It should take at least 90 seconds
for the security people to get up here.

About enough time for me
to get into Catlin's.

Maybe.

- Thomas?
- Yeah.

Some kind of interference.
Go check it out.

Good evening.

Is there anything you need?

I could use some luck...

...right about now.

- Looks fine up here.
- Yeah, it's okay down here too.

Place your bets. Place your bets.

Thank you, madam.

Place your bets, please.

All bets are down.

Ten black, the lady wins.

Seems your luck is changing.

Nasty habit.

Catlin's private vault.

Subtle little thing.

Great.

No combination. No lock.
No nothing.

And you're no help.

Maybe.

Hey, Catlin, how about bringing
me some luck?

I've already lost $30,000.

Tonight, luck is with the lady.

It's the penthouse again.
Get up there.

- I'm on my way.
- I'll tell Mr. Catlin.

Place your bets.
Round and round. All bets down now.

Mr. Catlin, we have an intruder alarm

in your penthouse apartment.

Excuse me. I'll be right back.

Five black, a winner.

Looks good to me, Mr. Catlin.

Something set the alarm off.

Which one of you idiots
left the birdcage open?

God.

Come on, sweetheart.

What's the matter, baby? Come on.

There you go. Yeah.
It's all right.

Guess I'd better check
everything else while I'm here.

What's the matter, sweetheart?

What's the matter, sweetheart?

Everything's secure.

Thanks, I owe you for this.

All bets down, please.

Winner, number seven, black.

- Did you see that? Did you see that?
- Oh, a change.

- Eleven, red.
- That's why I've been losing money.

- Excuse me, sir, please.
- Let go of me.

Take it easy.

This wheel is rigged.
What a clip joint you got here.

You're right.

It's an octave too high.

And the name of the
game is blackjack. Bets, please.

Excuse me, sir.

Is there something wrong
with this card?

- She's right.
- This place is a rip-off.

- These cards are marked.
- Hey, we've been taken.

What kind of place is this? The cards
are marked. I want my money back.

Five hundred bucks. And I wanna
talk to the manager. Buzz off, buster.

- Let go. Let go.
- Take it easy, pal.

Take it easy now.

Excuse me.

I've got a bottle of champagne
on ice. If you could wait.

On that machine,
was there a pretty brunette?

- I just saw her leave.
- Hey!

Come on!

Over here. Come on.

Watch it!

Come on.

Out. Come on.

I always knew you'd be lucky for me.

- MacGyver?
- Yeah.

It's me.

Don't do what he tells you.

I'll kill her unless you do
exactly as I say.

- I'm here.
- There's a small park

just near the breakwater.
Oh, and, MacGyver,

don't forget to bring the diamonds.

Morning.

Where's Chris?

Straight ahead,
turn at the breakwater.

Your lady's waiting in the plane.

Let go. MacGyver.

See, MacGyver?
You wanted the girl...

...you got the girl.

You gave him the diamonds?

Yes, our Mr. MacGyver,
quite the romantic.

That's why he loses and I win.

Okay, let's go up front.

- You two, come on.
- Still got the ring?

What? Oh, yeah.

- Use it.
- You two, inside!

Get the jack out of that trunk fast.

Take it up to 30,000 feet.
The lack of oxygen will kill them.

I got an idea.

- All right, time to go.
- All right, all right, I'm ready.

- I hope this thing works.
- Consider it a test drive.

Now get yourself down and brace
yourself. This could be fun.

They should be pretty docile by now.

You can come up now.

How are you feeling?

Great.

Great.

Up in the Pyrenees,
there's about as pretty a patch

of country
as you could ever hope to see.

Peaceful forests, raging rivers,

and Basque mountain men who've
been feuding with France or Spain

for as long
as anyone can remember.

Now and then, an American tourist
gets caught in the middle

of one of these private wars,
and that's when I usually get a call...

...when somebody's in trouble
and needs some rescuing.

My mom was one of the great
kitchen experimenters.

Japanese soup, Italian pasta,
a terrific Basque stew.

This one didn't come close.

Hi. Dr Gates.

I've come to get you out of here.
Name's MacGyver.

My God.

I'm glad to see you.

But I don't think I can sneak out
of here disguised the way you came in.

It's the only towel I brought with me.
Here, try that on.

- Would you mind?
- Don't tell me you're shy.

Yeah.

Can you tell me why they grabbed me?
I mean, I'm a geologist.

Well, we figure this group
just didn't know

the difference between
geology and physics.

They probably thought
you could build them an atom bomb.

All right,
let's see what they got here.

- All right, time to get out of here.
- I'm all for that, but how?

While they're distracted.

Now, I'd be willing to bet

that someone's gonna be
in a lot of hot water real soon.

Oh, my God. Do you know
how far it is down there?

No, ma'am, I don't.

But I can't do that.
I don't know how to do that.

You gotta do it.

Another distraction?

Hurry.

MacGyver, are they still after us?

No. Chances are,
those guys are all washed-up.

Ah, what a life I lead.

Riding the rapids
in the Pyrenees Mountains one day,

and the next, crossing half the world
to help out a friend

with a very weird problem
in a very strange part of the Amazon.

I think I should get
an unlisted phone number.

Still drawing pictures
of everything, Charlie?

MacGyver.

How you doing, guy?

- So is this the cause of the problem?
- I don't know.

All we have is some
very strange phenomena.

A dozen species of birds have been
observed in desperate flight,

terrified by something
in the heart of the rain forest.

"Here be tigers
and unknown beasts"

Exactly, MacGyver.
This is a mystery that needs solving.

That's why I'm so grateful you
were able to arrange this expedition.

Just a small expedition,
you and me.

It's good to see you again, Charlie.

Do you know you're the only person
in the world who calls me "Charlie"?

Hey, look at that.
Look at those birds, MacGyver.

Where are my binoculars?

Psittaciformes.

They're a hundred miles
from their natural territory.

What could be upriver
that's so frightening?

Here's your outpost, Charlie.

We're gonna need a guide
when we get there, MacGyver.

Hope that won't be a problem.

- Oh, I guess we'd better get ready.
- Take it easy, Charlie.

Smooth.

Now we gotta get
this equipment ashore.

Charlie, go find a guide.
I'll get the gear ashore.

Okay. Got the permits,
there won't be any problems.

MacGyver.

- He says we can't have a guide.
- Not exactly.

I am Commissioner Santos.
There are no guides.

The Indian guides are all refusing
to go deeper into the jungle.

- Any idea why?
- They are superstitious.

They believe in dreams.
Now they are dreaming of demons.

- I am sorry.
- There must be a way.

- We gotta have a guide.
- Hold on. Hold on.

Mr. Santos.

Back in Arinos,

I kept hearing the name of a cocoa
planter with a place around here.

- Trumbo?
- Lucien Trumbo, an impossible man.

He lives two days up the river,
on the far side of nowhere.

Well, possibly we could
radio this Trumbo,

- and he could provide us with a guide.
- Dr Alden, he has no radio.

Even if he did,
it's pointless to call him.

Certainly he must care
about the ecology of the region.

Ah! He cares only
about his cocoa plantation.

You see, I'm the government
commissioner here,

which means I am the law.

But Lucien Trumbo
recognizes no law, except his own.

That sounds like an interesting guy.

Maybe we ought to look this guy up.

The last time I saw Trumbo,
he took a shot at me.

Morning.

- Think we'll be there this morning?
- Maybe so.

You know, I was wondering.

If the Indians are so terrified,
how does Trumbo keep his workforce?

Maybe they're more afraid of him.

MacGyver, something's not right.

It's a little too quiet out here.

Well, maybe this
Trumbo's got some answers for us.

This river is getting
pretty narrow, MacGyver.

We must be getting close.

Slow it down.

My God, what does it mean?

I don't know, a warning, maybe?

MacGyver,
there's something ahead. That's it.

Ah!

I am Lucien Trumbo. This is my land,
and you're trespassing.

Can't you people read?
The sign says "keep out."

This is outrageous.
This man shot at us.

Charlie.

This is a scientific expedition.

I'm Dr Charles Alden,

and this is my associate,
Mr. MacGyver.

And we are from the Inter-Americas
Institute of Tropical Ornithology.

And I am not interested in birds.

Hey, Mr. Trumbo?

How long has that pump
been giving you trouble like that?

- Are you an engineer?
- Well, no, not exactly.

From the sound of her,

I'd say the old gal will be out of
commission by the end of the day.

You got a busted piston in there.
And I'll just bet that pump

is the key
to your whole irrigation system.

- Perhaps I could ask you to repair it.
- Perhaps you could help us out a little.

- Luiz.
- Grab the boat.

We need a guide
to take us back into the jungle.

I'll not put any of my people
in unnecessary danger.

Good day, gentlemen.

Well, maybe I'll take a look
at that pump anyway.

Don't bargain, MacGyver.

Well, it's a shame to see a nice piece
of machinery like that just ruin itself.

All right, it's yours to fix.

- Got some place I can work on this?
- Yeah.

This is quite a spread.

I was here before the first buildings.

Trumbo had only eight acres then.
And now, you can see.

How long you been with Trumbo?

He found me
when I was a child in the jungle.

What about your own people?

The Amapá tribesmen attacked us.

They killed my father
and took my mother.

I was too young, so they left me.
Trumbo found me.

He gave me a place.

- Pulled the piston.
- Yeah, it's busted.

But we got lucky,
we found both pieces.

Not so lucky.

My welding equipment uses acetylene
gas, and the tanks are empty.

I've been waiting months
for supplies.

Thank you, MacGyver, but I'm afraid
your efforts were useless.

You know, you don't strike me as
the type of fella who'd give up so easy.

I don't waste time on the impossible.

Maybe we can
whip up something

out of what you got around here.

Electric arc welding.

I could use a man of your talents
around here, MacGyver.

Well, the way I see things,
Mr. Trumbo, you don't need anybody.

Maybe a little cheap labor,
and a few good machines.

Hey, mister,
I've fought this jungle back,

cut it down,
created my boundaries, my world.

No one else had the will to do that.

And my Indians are paid well
for their work, MacGyver.

The power of the American dollar.
Half dollar, actually.

Why don't we see if we can get
your pump going again.

I made my peace
with this country a long time ago.

I don't try to change it
or even understand it.

I hold what I have. That is all I need.

Personally, I like a little variety,
and some good people to share it with.

I used to feel like that once.

Until my wife died here.

Mr. Trumbo, won't you
reconsider and provide us with a guide?

I know there is something happening
in the deep jungle.

We have shot animals trying
to break down my fences.

They were out of control,
running in panic from some danger.

But I will not risk any of my people.

Mr. Trumbo,
we'll be shoving off in the morning.

- Thank you for your hospitality.
- Mr. MacGyver.

The pump at the river helps
to fill my dam.

It made it possible for me
to build my plantation,

to hold it in drought,
defend it in flood.

It's filling again.
I'm grateful, MacGyver.

Then why won't you
at least consider the possibility?

I told you,
I will not risk any of my people.

But I will guide you myself.

We leave at daybreak.

Okay.

What? What could possibly
cause panic flight

in both birds
and small ground animals?

Well, that's a good question, Charlie.

There's an Indian village
3 kilometers upcountry,

maybe they know more.

- Well, let's go.
- Hold it.

What is it?

Listen.

That's this way.

Dear God.

Soldier ants.

That's incredible.
No wonder every living thing fled.

Look at them, in the billions.

Marabunta.

The Indians believe
nothing can stop them.

Well, that is very close to the truth.

They live peacefully,
40, sometimes 50 years.

Gigantic ant civilizations
in their remote colonies,

and they breed
until some internal clock ticks

to its appointed moment,
and they erupt.

An eating machine,
two miles wide and 10 miles long.

Heading northeast.

The village.

There's a woman trapped
under that canoe.

It's much too heavy to lift.
And if we roll it, it'll break her legs.

Hold on, you'll be all right.

Trumbo, give me a hand.

Get on the other side of the boat.

Thread this through
when I give it to you.

Incredible.

That's fantastic.
I've never seen anything like this.

Charlie, bring me that pole.

MacGyver,
the ants are getting closer.

I gotta check
the other side of the village.

Charlie.

All right, I'll hold it.
See if you can get her clear.

Fantastic.

Oh. This is incredible.

MacGyver!

- Over here. This way.
- Charlie?

Charlie!

- Charlie!
- Don't be a fool.

He's dead.

Put those branches closer
to the wall.

The fire will have to stop them.

Charlie was a pretty good artist.

- He caught you.
- Yeah.

Were you friends a long time?

I'm gonna miss him.

So you think the ants
are gonna come towards us, huh?

Well, we saw the main army
about 6 kilometers to the west

moving northeast,
but they'll be blocked by the river.

- So they'll turn--
- Right into us.

I will be ready with fire
at my front walls if necessary.

Wait a minute. You're not planning

on being here long enough
to find out, are you?

Trumbo! The workers, they've all
run away. Some have taken the boats.

Stop! No, you mustn't go.
Stop! Listen to me.

Hear what I have to say.
You know me. I've never lied to you.

I will not try to tell you the ants
are not a danger. They are powerful.

But we are powerful too.

Together, we conquered this jungle.
I fought to make this place.

I will fight to keep it. We will fight!

No.

The ants will come.
We will destroy them.

No. I have seen the ants before.
We know what they can do.

- No, we will not stay.
- You will obey me.

No, Trumbo!

Don't leave! Don't leave!
You must stay and fight!

- Keep out of this, MacGyver!
- They have a right to leave, Trumbo.

They're scared. Let them go.

All right, let them run.
I don't need them.

- I don't need anybody.
- But the ants, they will kill you.

This plantation is my life.
I will not give it up!

You can still call to the boat.
They'll wait for you.

No, this is my home too.
What about you?

Me? I'm kind of interested to see
if that weld of mine is gonna hold up.

Come on.

I got an idea.

It has to do
with all that water you got stored.

Now, as I understand things,

you got the river flowing up here
and the tributary into it.

You got all these irrigation ditches too.
Well, if you flooded the ditches,

they become like moats and maybe
force the ants down into the river.

What do you think?

I think that's one hell of idea.

What if it fails?

- How you fixed for gasoline?
- Some.

Well, I don't know
how good ants are at swimming,

but I'd be willing to bet
a good fire would get their attention.

What if that doesn't work?

I think we'd have to crack open
that dam of yours.

Flood? It'll wipe out the entire crop.

It'll wash away the topsoil,
maybe even this house.

I don't think it'll come to that,
but we better get started.

Those ants are on their way.

- You got the garden hose?
- Yeah. What are you doing?

I'm gonna build a flamethrower.

This little bit of kitchen magic
will thicken the gasoline,

stabilize it so it'll burn, not explode.

Listen, you got a hacksaw?

- I'll get one.
- Good.

I hope we don't need all that.

The water in the ditches,
that has to stop them.

- I'll send Luiz to the dam.
- Yeah.

You must stand guard
at the dam and flood the ditches.

Keep the water level full
so the ants don't cross.

If we need more water,
we'll signal you.

Doesn't look so tough, does it?

After all I've done, fought to build here,
this is what threatens it all.

You got that one, Trumbo.

Trouble is, a couple billion of
his relatives are coming to the funeral.

Well, the ditches are full.
Now we wait.

Well, the horses know
something's going on.

Yes, the ants are here.

Uh, you better take a look at this.

They're coming across the water.
The level's too low.

Signal Luiz for more water.

The water isn't coming.

It's not happening.

Luiz wouldn't run.

Then he's dead.

No. Luiz! Luiz!

- Trumbo.
- Ow!

- Damn, I think I tore something.
- Trumbo, it's too late.

They're too close.

All right, Trumbo, this is it.
Start pumping.

Burn them.

- I feel like Nero, burning Rome.
- Well, keep it coming, Nero.

Empty.

But we did it.

We did it.

What does it all mean, MacGyver?

I worked a lifetime here,
and it's gone in one afternoon.

Easy come, easy go.

So they do inherit the earth...

...in just a few more hours.

No.

They crossed the moat,
they've survived the fire, they've won.

What more can we do?

Blow the dam, flood the fields,
drown them.

Blow the dam? How?
We have no dynamite.

No, but you got enough around here.
I might be able to fake it.

Even so, there's a mountain of ants
between here and the dam.

How would you even get there?

We're out of gasoline,
and we're out of miracles.

So now's the time to start thinking.

And the first thing I started thinking
about was how to take that dam apart.

Start with nitrate from fertilizer,
cellulose from plant bark.

Stir, don't shake,
with a drip or two of acid.

- So this is nitroglycerine.
- Nitromannite, actually.

It's a little less touchy,
kind of a chemical kissing cousin.

All right, fill this with this.

- Now, where's that garden hose?
- What for?

I need to make a suit of armor.

Ready, MacGyver?

Good luck.

He did it.

MacGyver, you did it!

MacGyver!

MacGyver

MacGyver!

- What a mess. Look at this.
- Well, so are you.

And who cares? We won.

And, hell,
this is more than I started with.

I'll do it again.

Better this time.

- I'll bet you do.
- I owe you one.

We know what I owe you. But I'm
gonna ask you one more favor.

You come back
in one year from now,

take a look
at what you helped build.

You bet.

Come on.

When I was a kid,

my dad once took me on a trip
to his favorite fishing hole.

It's a place called Sparrow Lake.

It's the most beautiful spot
you've ever seen.

And whenever I get
a little time off, like now,

I go back and I try to find it.

But it's an out-of-the-way
kind of spot.

I always seem to get a little lost
and wind up at a crossroads.

38,000. That's nice.

How you doing?

Good morning.

I just need some directions
to Sparrow Lake.

- Sorry, we're closed.
- It's two miles back down the road.

Back at the crossroads.

Where the road forks, of course.

My mistake.

Look, I know you're closed,
but could I get some coffee?

- Uh--
- Yeah.

- I'm Kelly Nielson.
- MacGyver.

- Nielson Flying School?
- That was my dad.

My breakfast ready, cook?

Yeah, coming up.

Thank you.

Finish it.

Or I will.

It was a little strong.

My name's Terry Andrews.
That is Tennyson.

Is that a great name
for a short-order cook?

Tennyson will fix your breakfast
while you empty your pockets.

I guess this means
I won't be going fishing.

They just came up here about
two hours ago and took over the place.

Oh, I like girls that talk a lot.

Is that supposed to
frighten me or excite me?

Hey, hey, tough guy.

Tough enough to do you
some damage, boy.

Now, now, let's all try to get along.

I estimate we'll be gone
in three hours and a quarter.

You rent planes, you handle charters
for fishing in Mexico.

Just consider us to be
your customers.

And help us pass the time, huh?

- Don't.
- Dave.

Oh, Davey.

Davey.

Davey. Now, Davey's not gonna
do nothing, are you, Davey?

You're not gonna do nothing.

You put your hands on that girl
one more time,

I'm gonna show you where
that gun of yours is gonna end up.

Please, gentlemen, gentlemen.

- Relax.
- Ah, the fascination of war.

Some men can't kill,
others don't mind.

Yeah, but for Buddy,
it's as necessary as breathing.

I wouldn't give him any excuse.

They're here. Everybody out.

Yes!

Ta-da!

Turk, Elias,
you're 40 minutes past ETA.

- Problems?
- No way.

Except you drive all night from Dallas
with "The Great Stone Face."

He got nothing to say
and he don't say it.

Any trouble on this end?

No, not unless Buddy went
and got mean

and shot and ate one of them.

You still got that
humungous mouth, huh, kid?

I got it all, Buddy-o.
I got it all.

- You just might get lucky, sweetheart.
- Turk, now.

Now!

Move it down. Come on.

Storage van company in Dallas
is missing their truck right now.

Curious mix of people around
a man like me, MacGyver?

Each one have their specialty,
expertise.

I'd be willing to bet
you didn't win that in a raffle.

Everything was planned, timed
and executed perfectly.

Yo!

- There's a man in there.
- Yeah, so there is.

But like most inside guards,
he has no key.

But you'll kill him.

There is that possibility.

Do it.

Sixty seconds.

You know, if you blow that door, you're
gonna burn up all the money inside.

I can open it for you.
Nobody would get hurt.

- With what, your teeth?
- Thermite torch.

- Made out of what?
- That bicycle.

And some of the equipment
you got over there, and...

Add a little iron rust,

and I'll cut through that door
like a hot knife through butter.

Come on, what do you say?
It won't cost you anything.

A good plan is always flexible.

We got a couple of minutes
to spare, I guess.

So... try.

A racing bike
is made out of magnesium,

light, strong and flammable.

When you file it down to a powder,

add some ferric oxide,
your rusted iron,

mix it, tamp it down tight,

you've turned an expensive bike
into a torch.

Use a highway emergency flare
for ignition,

and you've got
your hot knife through butter.

MacGyver,
what do you do by profession?

I move around.

Okay, I suggest
you all move back for this.

Very good, MacGyver.

Very, very good.

Now, a dead body
brings buzzards, right?

I ain't doing no day labor.

- I'm rich.
- Oh, no.

MacGyver and Captain Yellow Streak
will do the digging.

You can watch.

You're all heart, buddy boy.

Well, I try.

- Why? Does that bug you?
- You didn't have to kill him.

No...

...but I wanted to.

And if Andrews didn't see potential
for the rest of you, I'd waste you too.

Start digging.

Kelly said you were
a medevac pilot, Dave?

I was. I'm not.

That's too bad.

I don't fly anymore.
I'm sorry.

I was shot down.

They held me prisoner
for 13 months.

Toward the end,
I was mostly digging graves.

Last one I dug was for me.

They tied my elbows
behind my back

and then made me
kneel at the edge.

I don't know how long
I knelt there...

...waiting for
that chrome-plated revolver

at the back of my head to go off.

Then they started laughing.

When they were done...

I know what that sounds like.

Just the truth.

You and Kelly are about the only ones
who didn't just pass judgment.

Well, I can't stand
in judgment of you, Dave.

I'm not perfect...

...yet.

Hey, get with it.
Let's keep that dirt flying.

You bet.

Planting season's over.

Ain't that something.
Eight million dollaroonies.

8,211,600 exactly.

Buy a fresh ammo clip
and a head start.

Cool it, Rambo.

After all, it's the second
best thing going.

Don't touch her, man.

- Why, you got a claim?
- Nobody has a claim on me.

Why, what would you do?

- Kill yourself?
- I'd do my best to kill you.

Only make it more exciting.

Oh, come on now, Buddy.
Now, that's just bad taste.

Picking on girls.

Show a little class for a change.

Buddy, Buddy.

Buddy, not now.

Sparrow Ridge,
this is Baron Zero Seven Sierra, over.

That's it. That's our charter.

Answer him.

- Sparrow Ridge, this is--
- Answer him.

Come on.

Come in please, Sparrow Ridge.
This is Baron Zero Seven Sierra, over.

This is Kelly Nielson, Sparrow Ridge.

We've been expecting you,
Zero Seven Sierra, over.

Kelly, I have an electrical
short in the trim control.

Can you make repairs
or should I proceed to Nogales?

- Can you fix it?
- No.

Do you read me,
Sparrow Ridge? Over.

Your "no" came much too quickly.
Tell him to come down.

- Kelly, do you read me? Over.
- Tell him, now!

Can do, Zero Seven Sierra.
Come ahead, over.

Roger. See you in 15 minutes.
This is Baron Zero Seven Sierra, out.

There's no guarantee I can fix it.
I may not have the parts.

Then a lot of people
could get real hurt real soon.

How about you, MacGyver?
Any ideas?

I can jury-rig a trim control switch.

You got a spare-parts bin
I can take a look at?

Good man, MacGyver.

My schedule's assured
with you around.

Show him. You go with them.

- I was just cooling down, Terry.
- Take the beer with you.

Go easy on the brew, Buddy.
You still gotta fly us out of here.

I just gotta take care of one thing
before we split:

MacGyver.

Jury-rig a switch?

All Dave has to do
is trace the circuit.

Yeah, I know that and you know that.
No one else seems to.

Can you fly that chopper out there?

No, but we keep it maintained.

- You asked Dave, didn't you?
- Yeah.

You know, it's not his fault.
He would if he could.

It's just that he's been through
so much.

Kelly, I'm not laying any blame on him.
Seems like a nice guy.

It's been tough for both of us.

See, Dave and I...

...we make allowances
for each other.

And we work together pretty well.

- At least, until this happened.
- Get started.

Does that fire truck work?
Pumps run and all?

Yeah, but there are four men
out there carrying guns.

Kind of tough odds.

Let's even them up a little bit.

What's that?

Lateral cranial impact enhancer.

He'll be out for a while.
Let's go to work.

Listen, we can't just sail
out of here. What about Dave and Al?

It's no problem.
We'll take them with us.

You didn't happen to use fertilizer
in that garden, did you?

- Yeah.
- Good answer. Got any left?

Over there.

What are you doing?

Some of the chemicals in fertilizer
and the ether in the engine start

will mix together
to make a pretty good bomb.

It's a little recipe
I use in emergencies.

I'll remember that.

Listen, why don't you
go back in the cafe.

And bring Dave and Al
when the others run outside.

I won't even ask
why they're going to run outside.

Faith, my dear. Faith.

Your man says he's thirsty.

- And what?
- And MacGyver's almost finished.

Come on!

Come on, let's go.

Kelly, you drive.

- Come on!
- I'll ride up top with MacGyver.

- Let's go. Hurry!
- Come on, move it, Kelly.

Stop them.

MacGyver, the water tank's empty.

Dave, give me a light.

I got it, MacGyver.

We gotta slow them down.

Quick, MacGyver, they're coming!

Where's he going?

He's going around us.

- Kelly. Where's Kelly?
- Dave, give me a light first.

Drop it, MacGyver.

Or have pieces of her
all over the runway.

I owe you one, pal.

You can have what's left
when I'm done.

Let's not fight over me, boys.

Charter flight's coming in.

You come with me.
Be very sensible.

Her life depends on it.

Hey viejo, keep making
those sandwiches.

We got a long flight ahead of us.

Maybe we should tie them up.

No, I got a better idea.

Come on. Let's go.

Easy, big fellow.

Open the door.

Come on.

They'll freeze solid in there.

Probably.

But if you're real nice to me,
I'll let you stay out here.

Open it up, Al.

I am crushed.

You heard the lady.
Open the door.

Get the food.

Hi, I'm your charter.

- How do you do, sir?
- Good to see you.

We sure are anxious
to get to them fish.

Well, that'll depend on how long
it takes to make the repairs.

Hey, Dave, where's Kelly?
I miss her smiling face.

- Hey.
- Okay, guys, let's do it.

Come on, killer.

Come on.

Oh, God, now what do we do?

- We're gonna get out of here.
- How?

Well, I don't know that quite yet,

but I figure we ought to be
pretty quick about it.

Kind of chilly in here.
Did you notice that?

So, Kelly, tell me, how'd a nice girl
like you end up with a place like this?

I grew up here.

Dave used to work for my dad.

We kind of had something together
before he went to Vietnam.

And got taken prisoner?

The telegram said he was dead.

Killed in action.

Is this some kind of hijacking?
My plane?

You need him for anything?

Back up, Buddy, back up.

He can help Davey fix the plane.

The only thing I'd help
is at your hanging.

- Walt, they mean it.
- Fix it.

And we'll just watch real close to make
sure you don't make any mistakes.

So did you
ever think of leaving here?

I lived in Chicago once.
I even got married.

Six months were pretty good
and then...

Ended up two and a half years
with the two of us pretending.

- What about kids?
- Kids need a home.

Not two strangers just trying
to be polite with each other.

Oh, God, I do want kids.

- We're getting there.
- I knew you would.

Have you any idea
what Dave's been through?

Yes, ma'am, I sure do.

Shot down, POW-- Excuse me.

A lot of isolation, torture.

Told me he even dug
his own grave one time.

- I never heard that.
- Yeah.

Well, it doesn't matter.

What does is that
he's still there, hiding.

I wanna help him,
but I just don't know how.

I wish...

I wish for a lot of things.

So do I.

How about a deal?

I'll wish for you if you wish for me.

Okay.

That we get out of here.

No problem.

Start making a second wish.

MacGyver, what are you doing?

Water's kind of weird.

It's the only substance in the world
that expands when it freezes.

Oh, inside the door lock.

Yes, ma'am.

Keep loading.
Police should be guessing

we're in Arizona by now.

I want to be in Mexico before
they guess Sparrow Ridge Airport.

- She's still rough.
- Good enough. Button her up.

Oh, gee,
they really did a job on the radio.

You got the controls to this thing?

Well, yeah, but why?

Okay.

Now, we're gonna say goodbye,
we're gonna take off,

and that's all she wrote.

Let's go to the diner.
Come on.

- No!
- Al, what are you doing?

They're not gonna leave us living.

They're gonna do away with us too.

You just do what you wanna do.

I'm not going out
like no whimpering dog.

So whatever you're gonna do, man,
you might as well do it here.

Hey, what's going on?

- What is that?
- Something's on it.

You guys,
come on. Come on!

Get it.

Move!

We gotta get out of here.

Not with MacGyver on the loose.

If he tosses another firebomb
when we're in the plane, we could fry.

He could be anywhere
around here.

Then we'd better find him.

MacGyver.

Where are you?

Buddy.

- Turk with you?
- No.

He went over
toward the moving van,

but he's not there now.

I don't know where Turk went.

Did you check the road?

Yeah. Nothing.

Did you find them?

Come on, they're not invisible.

I'll look around, brother.

Kelly.

MacGyver.

They're gonna get him,
sooner or later.

- Yeah.
- You're all dead.

MacGyver.

I can't fly that chopper, Kelly.

You won't fly it,
and that's different.

Dave, I think she's saying

this is one of those times
when you go one way or the other,

and the rest of your life
depends on which way you pick.

MacGyver, here I am.

Turk, is that you?

Nothing. Nothing.

Come on.
Come on, we're losing it.

The whole plan is going to hell.

Warm up the plane now. Come on.

We got the money, let's go.

- Dave.
- MacGyver.

I need your help.

I can't. I told you, I can't!

We gotta stop them.

Why?

We're alive, and I don't give
a damn about the money.

They killed a man.
I give a damn about that.

Okay.

Say, what's going on?

MacGyver. I'll try and dump him off.

He's riding the controls.

Blow him away.

- Think you can handle this one, Al?
- Yeah, it'll be my pleasure.

Come on, let's go.
Move it. Move it.

I'd better help the others.

I'll wish for you if you wish for me.

Gotta be careful
what you wish for, Kelly.

It just might come true.

Some people say

there are no more frontiers
left for us to conquer.

But then again, some people
still go out into the wilderness

in search of their dream.

MacGyver!

Hey, Mac!

Trouble is, sometimes that dream
can become a living nightmare.

Darling!

Oh, I've missed you, MacGyver.

Elegant as ever.

As beautiful as ever.
And oh, so sexy.

How did Bill ever see you

- before I did?
- Well, just lucky, I guess.

Yeah, I'd say.

- How is he?
- Terrific. Really.

And how's the project?

Wonderful, exciting,
and Bill says it's gonna make us rich.

Always said you're my best friends.

Okay, Torg, tie her off!

- Slow it down.
- Okay, Bill.

Hold the drilling bit steady.

Okay, I got it.

- Hey, come on, let's go.
- That'll take us down

to about 1,800 feet.

Yeah, maybe we'll have to go
down another 2,000.

You gotta have faith.

I smell hydrocarbons.

There's oil down there, son!

Hold it!

Wow! Gas pocket! Whoo!

But it means there's really oil
down there, Bill.

Yeah!

Come on, baby! Come on up!

Oh, I thank you, God.

We gotta let the gas bleed out
before we can drill.

Hey, MacGyver! We're gonna be rich!

- Hey, Pete! Meet our best friend.
- Yeah!

Damn, MacGyver!

I don't hardly recognize you.

That's because I'm not me anymore.

Where have you been? Yeah.

Oh, yeah! Get over here!

Get over here with me. Get over here.

Hey, glad you could
drop by my estate.

I was in the neighborhood.

- It's good to see you.
- You too.

- It's been a while.
- Master of the understatement.

"It's been a while." What was it?

- Sumatra?
- Yeah.

You flew in from Texas,
all duded up in your fancy hat,

your ten-gallon boots
and put on a party.

You didn't even know
where Sumatra was.

- I had jet lag. Heavy-duty partying.
- Yeah.

- Before I met you, hon.
- Oh, sure, sure.

Was he as hopeless a liar
when he was a kid, huh?

- I'd be lying if I said no.
- Uh-huh.

Hey, I'm about to forget
my manners here. Hey, Pete!

Get over here.

Got somebody I want you to meet.

MacGyver, Pete Torgut.

- Hey, Pete, how you doing?
- Pleasure.

Heard a lot about you.

- Hellcatting with this clown.
- No way.

No, I'd help rig the well,
but he'd blow it out.

Oh, MacGyver's just being modest.

Listen, I got some more picking up
to do. Thanks for dropping down.

So this is
what you gave up hellfighting for.

You know, wildcat drilling isn't exactly
the greatest way to make a living.

"Make a living." Mac, if today's
core samples check out

with the geological reports
you brought me,

man, we're sitting on an empire.
You wanna buy a share?

Yeah, line it up here, Pete. Yeah.

Have a look.

This is our area.
That could be our gas pocket.

Where is that striation overlay?

- Let's see if it matches up.
- Laura, look, look.

Oh, you're just amazing.

Man of many, many, many, many,
many, many talents.

I'll say.

Fresh coffee. Get it while it's hot.

- Bill?
- Thanks, hon.

- Pete?
- Oh, thank you.

- Put the light on, would you.
- Oh, sure.

- That lower level juts down?
- We've gone deeper than that.

- Oh. Fuse blew again.
- Oh, no.

- Got a fuse box?
- Uh-huh.

See, I was right, Pete.

Where's that second overlay?

Well, there's the problem.

Got a spare fuse?

You're holding it.

I try to make do with shorter orders
on the supply runs.

Fuses,

batteries for the radio...

Guess it's kind of catching up
to me now.

- Gum?
- No thanks.

So things are kind of tight, huh?

Yeah, kind of.

What are you doing
with that gum wrapper?

Maybe we can get
around this fuse problem, temporarily.

Great!

You bridged the fuse.

Now, why can't I come up with
money-saving ideas like that?

Listen, Laura,

when Bill got hurt, how bad was it?

I thought he was gonna die.

Three months in the burn ward.

It was my worst nightmare.

So he quit?

- He was the best, you know.
- Sure.

And probably tough enough
just to last forever.

But I'm not.

And I asked him to make a choice.

Hellfighting...

...or us.

He chose right.

I don't know.

We've put all the money
we saved into it,

every cent that we could borrow.
Nothing's left.

It's all out there.

This land and that derrick.

If this doesn't work out...

...Bill will go back to hellfighting.

And I...

Bill, look at this.

- It all checks out.
- Let's see.

There it is. That's it. Oil!

Laura! We're gonna be rich!

- It looks good!
- Yeah, it's great.

We did it, babe. We did it.

- All right!
- Yeah!

- We did it!
- All right!

- We're gonna be rich.
- Yeah!

Oh, I love you.

Pete, cut the power!

- One of the bulbs blew!
- No!

Get back, it's gonna blow!
Get out of here! Get out!

Pete!

Pete!

Oh, God!

Stay back! Get back!

Come on, get him!

Oh, God.

Turn him over!

- Come on!
- Hurry!

God, hurry!

Easy, Pete.

You'll be all right.

You know, you got yourself
a simple fracture there.

Got off lucky.

Yeah, I'm a real lucky guy.

Couldn't get any better.

Of course, you know, we're gonna
have to give it a pretty good yank,

straighten it, get a splint on it.

Well, what are you waiting for, doc?
Let's do it.

Oh, I was just wondering...

- You having doubts you can do it?
- No, that's no problem.

It has to do with Curie's law.

Curie's what?

- Curie's law?
- Yeah.

You know, the one that says
the magnetic susceptibility

of a paramagnetic substance
is inversely proportional

to the absolute temperature,
you know.

The magnetic susceptibility to the...

On the other hand,

don't think about it.

Whoo. You're real slick, MacGyver.

Well, naked dancing girls might have
been a little better, but, you know...

Just let everything flow.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- All right.
- Good man.

- I get the feeling we're not rich.
- You guys are losing me.

You know, there are all kinds of
hydrocarbons coming out of that hole.

Even with my limited experience,

that generally means
there's oil down there.

I agree.

Just wait for the supply plane,
hire a fire-fighting crew.

Your credit ought to be good,
with all that oil coming in.

Not inside the next two weeks.

Which is when our lease runs out.

No way we can get a crew here
inside two months.

Well, maybe we ought to consider
putting it out ourselves.

With what?

Know-how, ingenuity.

Dynamite wouldn't hurt.

The last time I did that,

I used 5 million dollars worth
of equipment and explosives.

We don't have any gear,

the dynamite blew away yesterday.

Bill, they used dynamite up
at Tenstrike Mine.

Where's that?

It's an old strip-mining operation.

Played out six, seven years ago.
It's abandoned.

Maybe they left some stuff behind.

We could maybe do it.

No.

I almost lost you once, Bill.

You made me a promise.

No more hellfighting.

No, Laura,
I've worked with Bill before.

Bet you I could handle it.

With Bill backing me up, of course.

- He wouldn't have to go in?
- No way! Who needs him?

I can do that part myself,

providing we find some dynamite
up at the mine.

Listen, does that truck run?

Damn well better.

That mine's 40, 50 miles,
other side of the hills.

Well, then, why don't we take off
at first light.

This road would definitely be
an E ride at Disneyland.

Yeah, it's a roller coaster, all right.

We ought to be reaching
that old mine pretty soon.

Unless we're lost.

Hey, there she is!

Tenstrike Mine, up ahead!

Where do you think they
stored the dynamite around here?

Powder shack.
Look for the powder shack.

What do you say? Over there?

Yeah, looks like it.

Cross your fingers that they left
something we can use behind.

Yep, finders keepers.

Well, if there's any dynamite around,
it would be in here.

Look at that!
Plenty for what we need.

Oh, right!

You always did have great moves.

I wonder if I could sue the builder.

You know this building's coming down
with the first strong wind.

- Hey, you wanna live forever?
- Thinking about it.

Stuff's been here for a while.

Yeah, could be touchy.

Let's see what we got here.

It's dry.

Yeah, too dry.

I'll bet you a lot of the nitroglycerine
has leaked out already.

Well, let's try it.

Pure nitro.

Stuff will go off if you sneeze.

Let's try not to sneeze.

Stuff works good.

Well, that may be unstable,

but there's nothing worse
than pure nitro.

Still...

It's gonna be fun
putting it on my fire, Mac.

Two.

- Three!
- Oh!

- You okay? How does that feel?
- Good. Good.

What was it you said to me?

- You'd rather be burned than bored?
- Sure would.

And you know all about that, Mac.

Yeah, but I'm not married.

Laura's the reason I gave it up.

There's no question about that.
I have no regrets.

You know, Laura,

I'm starting to understand
what Bill used to do.

Fighting something like that,
that would scare the hell out of me.

We put out the fire,
we bring in the well.

That's all I want.
And then I'll settle down.

I'll get fat, I'll have kids.

I'll tell dumb stories
about how great I used to be.

And how we put out that fire, Mac.

I just love Bill so much.

And there's something
in him that...

...really scares me.

Come on, this one last time, man.

One last time.
That's all I want. Okay?

It's a rush, Mac!

- You got that right.
- Come on.

All right, let's do it.

All right!

You know, back in the 1920s, they
used to truck nitro out to the fields.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

They used to call that the suicide run,
didn't they?

- Are you scared?
- You bet.

Me too. Ain't it great?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Laura, do you really think
we still got a chance?

Bill and MacGyver together?

They can work miracles.

We gotta get this hose laid out
before they get back.

- I'll unwrap it.
- Okay.

Give me the connection.

All right, take it.

- You ever drop one of these?
- Not recently. You?

Well, in Tulsa, Oklahoma,
a guy once bet me

that I couldn't balance a stick of
burning dynamite on my forehead.

Well, what happened?

Blew my head off.

MacGyver? You know what I said
about blowing my head off?

- Yeah.
- Joke, man.

- Dumb joke.
- Be right back.

Hold, darling.

Hold, baby, hold.

Okay...

You better hurry.

- Hand me--
- Oh, my...

Hand me your case.

- Got it?
- Yeah.

Whew.

That's definitely not gonna work.

- Bill?
- What?

- Take this case.
- Give me one good reason why.

Laura. Get out of here.

Take it.

- Okay.
- Gently, will you.

Tell that to be gentle.

Hurry.

Hurry.

You are crazy.

I mean, certifiable!

Yeah?

What does that make you?

Well, let's get this fire food
on the road.

First thing we've gotta
do is build a little cradle for that nitro.

Hey, these wagon springs
ought to give that stuff a safe ride.

And absorbent sand
in case anything drips out.

Hey, I'm with you, Mac.

I want those blasting sticks to feel
real comfortable on the ride back.

Listen, Bill,

you know any other way home
besides that washboard road we took?

You don't want it to be too easy,
do you?

- Well, the nitro looks cozy.
- Oh, terrific!

Just 54 bumpy miles to go.

Watch that back wheel, Mac!

Here comes the ditch.

Could you widen out a little, please?

Thank you. You're fine, fine.

It's okay.

I'm sure we'll know when it's not.

Oh, boy, you're a real comfort.

Okay, Pete, crank it
about a quarter of the way open.

Okay.

You must know a lot about hellfighting,
working with Bill, huh?

Too much.

Do you use the water
to wet down the fire?

No, the firefighters.

Most importantly, the explosives.

You go in carrying
an explosive charge.

It has to keep being hosed down
so it doesn't just blow from the fire.

Okay, Pete, cut it.

You rig the charge so that they
can go right into the gut of the fire.

And when it explodes,
it eats up all the oxygen and...

...blows out the fire
like a birthday candle.

- Simple, huh?
- Yeah.

When it works.

You know, Laura's real shook up

over what happened in that last fire.

It ain't my happiest memory either.

Hey, watch that bump!

So, what happened in that fire?

Oh, come on, that's a long story.

I'll tell it to you sometime.

That's what it's like going over little
rocks, stay clear of the boulders.

Well, how do you feel
about crossing streams?

Just dip in one toe at a time.

See? No problem.

What was it you were saying?

Well, must be one of those days.

Your linkage spring is busted.

Got a ballpoint pen?

There's one in
the glove compartment.

Should I bother to ask why?

Thank you.

You always got an answer.

Doesn't always work.

Your batting average is pretty good.

Just get us back.

Why? Thought you were having fun.

Well, yeah,
but there's oil under that rig,

- and I think I can handle being rich.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Mansions, yachts,
maybe even a new truck.

Try it, will you.

All right, try it again, Bill.

Yeah.

Hey, nice going!

Voilà!

You can forget about that new truck.

I'll take a dozen of those
ballpoint pens.

I got a good feeling, Mac.
We're gonna beat that fire.

We're gonna win, partner.

The eternal optimist.

That's why I like you.

Yeah.

Boy, I can hardly wait to see
Laura's big smile

when we come bouncing in there.

Don't say "bouncing."

Fasten your seatbelt, Mac.

The hills are coming.

Everything still looks secure.

Hey! Home stretch!

- Pete!
- Yeah!

- They made it!
- All right!

Hey! Did you feel that?

We could be in a little trouble here.

MacGyver!

Brakes are gone.

Hang on!

- Pete?
- They're going awfully fast.

- Oh, God.
- Oh, no!

God!

Piece of cake.

Yeah.

Let's not drop it,

or we might not be around
to pick up the pieces.

Set it down easy.

All right, Billy boy.

You tell me,
how do we put that thing out?

Well, last time
I used a heatproof vehicle,

sort of a tank,
with an extensor arm on it.

It was computer-controlled,

with a directional mechanism
for fine-tuning.

This time, I think it's gonna be
more like the old days.

Prayers and guts.

Uh, wait a minute here.

He's thinking.

I can hear the gears grinding away.

How close am I gonna have to get
to that thing?

Near enough to drop a charge
down to the well casing.

But the closer you get, the temperature
goes up exponentially.

Eight, maybe ten degrees
a foot squared.

So you gotta go in far as you can,

extending the charge
on the end of the pole.

Looks like
I'm gonna need a longer pole,

or I'm gonna fry.

Yeah, looks that way.

Well, I guess I'm gonna have to
entertain a couple of theories

a few of my buddies came up
with a while ago.

Archimedes and Euclid?
You may have heard of them.

But we're definitely
gonna need some stuff.

Yeah, we're gonna need a heat shield,
like this old refrigerator.

We got that.

We got our transportation...

...and the track for it.

And we got our dynamite!

There you are.

You know, I think that could work!

Where do we start?

Well, the way you start any railroad.

You lay track.

- You ready?
- Ready.

Move it.

Laura, fill this thermos
with all the liquid nitro

you can squeeze out of those sticks.

And need I say, be careful.

How's it going?

That's great.

Wait a minute. Bill!

MacGyver, soup's on.

Keep it moving.
Get it down in that sand.

Okay.

- Careful, now.
- Yeah.

Hey, Bill!

Come on, we need some
help here, bud.

No.

You can't handle it by yourself.

- Not in there.
- Bill.

- I think that's my choice, son.
- No! And you know why!

That wasn't your fault.

My God, three months in a burn ward.

I think that's enough punishment,
don't you?

For three lives.

The guys on my crew,
man, they bought it!

They all bought it.

They're dead, Mac.

And if you go in there by yourself,
you're gonna die too.

So no.

This one's mine.

You made me a promise.

To let a good friend
kill himself, Laura?

I think I said that was my choice.

All right?

No, Bill! Stop it!

What's the matter with you? Please!

Stop it, you two.

Stop!

MacGyver!

Please!

Stop it! Have you both gone crazy?

Stop!

What's the matter with you?

Stop, I said!

Stop it! Stop it!

I said, stop it!

Stop!

Get off him! Bill's right.

You can't do it alone, MacGyver.

And don't say another word, Farren!

Okay.

- Honey...
- Look, you're going in.

This one last time.

The two of you together.
That's the way you got this far.

- Laura, you know--
- Look!

You'll fry your tail
in there without Bill.

Damn it, he's the best!

So are you.

You heard the lady.

Yeah.

Baby, I want you to keep that water
going while we head into the fire.

Come on!

Good luck.

Keep it up, honey.

MacGyver, this is as close
as we can get.

Water!

Careful!

That was close. Very close.

Better check the hitch release. It has
to open easy so the charge will drop.

Okay, it works fine.

Now let's get it to the shaft.

It's too hot in here.

Turn it all the way up, Pete!
Turn it up!

Keep it coming, Laura.

That's the right amount of tension,
MacGyver.

Oh, it's stuck. I gotta go out!

Right here, Laura.

Slide it forward, Mac.

You got it! Now, get back in here
or you'll be fried!

Laura!

Mac, come on!

Let's keep that canister
moving forward.

It's just about over the shaft.

Turn it up, Pete.

Turn it up, Pete. Come on. Yeah!

All right, get ready to move!

- Are you ready?
- Yeah! Let's go!

Go! Go, go, go!

All right.

- For sure.
- Yeah.

For damn sure.

Whoo!

So, what's next?

Well, we know there's oil there.

We just need to build up
a new derrick...

Start drilling that hole as soon
as I can work again.

- You'll heal.
- I know it, buddy.

Think you ought to do that
a little sooner.

Like maybe get someone to help you.

Hire somebody.

Out here?

Where in the world
are we gonna find...

I've been wanting to take
a nice, long vacation,

a little rest and relaxation.

Spend some time with friends,
party down.

I'll help you bring in the well.

- Then you're hired.
- All right.

- I like that.
- You're the best!

You're right.

- Ready, break!
- Whoo!

There's nothing like
waking up at home for a change,

take a look around my own world,
sort of ease into the day.

Not much scheduled.

A guy's supposed to drop by and see
me about some upcoming business.

There's got to be a gigantic
secret factory somewhere

putting out nothing but junk mail.

Nice car. Sporty, not too outlandish,

the kind a young architect
might drive.

This could be my 10:00 appointment.

Frank Bennet?

- You MacGyver?
- Yeah.

How are you doing?

Want some coffee?

Yeah.

Sit down. Black?

Yeah, that's good,
as long as it's strong.

It's guaranteed to melt lead.

You don't look like a hotshot expert
on personal security.

Well, I don't feel like one either,
but I've done it before.

Can you make me disappear?

I'm sure gonna try.

Take you to a new place,
start you on a new life.

But this federal marshal,
this Wiley tells me you're gonna testify

before the Crime Commission first.

No, I haven't decided about
that, not yet.

Where's Wiley?
He's supposed to meet us here.

Try to enjoy your coffee
for a second.

I'll give him a call
and see what's happening.

Come on, get him in the car.
Get in there!

So much for
easing into the day.

Joey just wants to talk to you.

Yeah, well, if my brother wants to talk
to me, he can call me on the phone.

I don't need this, Max.

Joey needs it. Now be nice, Frank.

Now, technically, I'm driving
a stolen car following a kidnapping,

and I still haven't had my first cup
of coffee.

Boy, I got a headache.

Okay, let's go.

- Where's Joey?
- Oh, he'll be here.

- Want a cup of coffee?
- No.

- Hello, Frank.
- Joey.

You're mad. I can understand that.

Hey, be polite. Gonna say hello
to your Uncle Vincent?

Sure. When do we serve tea?

"When do we serve tea?"

Frankie, don't be like that.

You and Joey, look at one another.

Bone, blood, flesh, brothers.

Why is it necessary to argue?

Listen to Vincent. There shouldn't
be grievances in the family.

If this is about the family...

Good point.
Give us a little privacy, guys.

What's so damn urgent you have to
send a couple leg-breakers after me?

I called your apartment,
I called your office, I left messages.

You never called me back.
That's not nice, Frank.

We're brothers, Joey.
It's just a word.

It stopped meaning anything
a long time ago.

I'm not in the family anymore.

You can't deny your blood.
We had the same father.

He's a butcher
in Eastern Europe and here.

Would you have said that to his face
when he was alive?

No, I wouldn't have had the guts.

We also have the same mother,
who, by the way, is in the hospital.

I know. I visited her last week.

She fades in and out.
Oh, I don't know, Frank,

half the time she doesn't know
what's going on.

I guess that's why you think
you can put a knife in me,

in the family,
talk to the Crime Commission.

- I haven't talked to anybody, Joey.
- No?

Maybe you wanna read the transcript
of the phone conversation.

Hey, they talked to me.

And you listened, very good.

All the garbage about being
a solid citizen.

They're after me, Frank.
They're after me.

Okay, Joey, you're right. I did listen.
You wanna know why?

Because they talked about
your rotten drug business.

"My rotten drug business."
So, what are you, offended?

And it's not my rotten drug business,
it's yours too.

It's part of our family.
Let me ask you this:

When did you get this sudden
conversion? I mean, why now?

Two weeks ago,
a kid in my office died.

OD'd on tailor-made poison, Joey,
the stuff that you sell.

He was a good kid,
and you killed him.

I understand that,
but, Frank, it happens.

That's life. It's just business.

Joey. Look, shut it down.
Shut the drug business down.

Cut it off,
and I will do whatever you want.

Shut it down?

Frank, I got a payroll.
I got responsibilities.

I'm the head of the family, but only
so long as I take care of business.

It's not like shutting down
a hot dog stand.

We're talking about
$100-million-a-year gross.

Match that against the dead kid.

Who made him hit the stuff?

He wanted it. He bought it.
It was his choice.

I simply provide the service.
Someone's gonna do it.

Joey, sometimes you make me
so ashamed.

You're ashamed of me? You?

Spilling it to a federal marshal?

You've had it easy. You know
a lot of pieces of the operation.

We can't trust you,
and we can't let you walk away.

Joey.

Then do it yourself!

Come on, Max.

You enjoy this.

You're so smart.

Mr. College. Mr. Graduate School.

Pretending you didn't know where
the money came from,

just like Mama didn't want to know.

Well, it came from Papa!

It came from me!

You've had contempt.
Now you want to sell us?

Now you wanna spill on us?

- What's going on?
- Turn it off!

- I can't see!
- Tommy!

Frank!

Max, Tommy, get after them!

They're gonna be
right after us.

Yeah.

Come on, Frank.

Max, get in the other car. Follow us.

Right with you, Joey.

- How the hell did you know where--?
- I had to get you out.

You forgot to pay for your coffee.

- Did you see who was the other guy?
- No.

Well, get on it. I want Frank.
We find him, we'll find his buddy too.

Joey, it might be more--

I don't want legal advice, Vincent.
I want them both dead.

So have you decided what you're
gonna do about testifying?

I guess you heard all that.

I saw your brother try to kill you.

Yeah.

In spite of what I say, MacGyver,
he's still my brother. It's still my family.

So you're gonna let him blow
you away

and keep selling that junk to kids.
Is that it?

Come on, MacGyver.

That's what I hear, Frank.

Yeah.

MacGyver, this is
Federal Marshal Andrew Wiley.

Come on up.

The missing marshal.

I've known you about an hour and a
half. Who elected you my conscience?

Well, somebody's got to do it.

Look, Frank, I know you're between
the proverbial rock and hard place.

I guess I really don't have
a choice, huh?

No. That makes it tough.

Come on in.

I think I recognize you by now,
marshal.

Regulations.

I hope you're willing to accept
our offer, Mr. Bennet.

I am. Let me spell it out.

My father's dead,
my mother's not well.

I'll tell you all you want to know
about the organization,

about Joey's drug operation, period.

- That's all we ask, all we need.
- What's procedure?

We'll take his deposition immediately,
at the Crime Commission offices.

Then you'll be moved to a protected
safe house until the hearing is over.

- Where?
- I'd rather nobody knew the address.

- Even him?
- It's okay, Frank. He's right.

After the hearing is done,
MacGyver takes over,

arranges relocation, new identity,
if you'll agree.

- I agree.
- Well, then, Mr. Bennet.

Okay. I just want to make one stop
on the way.

I wanna look in on my mother
at the hospital.

- That's a chance I'd rather not take.
- Frank, Joey's looking for you.

Listen, MacGyver, I already owe you
my life, so why not ask a favor.

Could you check in on my mother
at the hospital?

Tell her...
Just tell her I'm all right,

and that I'll see her first chance I get.
Caterina Bennet, St Matthew's.

Yeah, sure.

I'm all yours.

Tell Mama I love her.

Make her understand, if you can.

Let's go, Frank.

Frank's testimony is
going to hurt Joey, Mrs. Bennet.

Brother against brother.

It's the only way to stop
Joey's drug trade.

Tell Frankie that I understand.
He must do what he must.

Can I share a secret with you,
Mr. MacGyver,

something that Frankie doesn't know?

I'm going to die.

I want to speak to my
son one more time.

And the doctor says
I don't have much time left.

Can you bring him here to see me?

That might be a little dangerous
for Frank right now.

Please, Mr. MacGyver.

Tell-- Tell Frank--

Just tell him I want to see him.

Can you do that for me,
Mr. MacGyver?

Yes, ma'am, I sure can.

No trouble, right? Not here.
But I owe you.

I'd love to collect sometime.

You got a name?

Friend of Frank's.

Frank sent you here, huh?

He's worried about his mother.

I'll worry about his mother.
Tell Frank worry about his brother.

And give him my love.

Federal courthouse,
Wiley's office.

Good place to start looking
for Frank.

Looks like somebody's all set
for a quick getaway.

I do so declare that everything
I've said here is the truth as I know it.

Tired, Frank?

Yeah, you've earned a rest.

He's earned some kind of award.

My brother wants to make
the presentation.

I'll bet, considering the kind
of information you've just given us.

I don't think you have any idea
how much it means.

- I think I do.
- Your brother, Joey?

It's quite a price to pay.

Wiley.

Yeah, tell him I'll be right down.

Frank, relax a couple minutes.
I'll be right back.

- Marshal Wiley, how's it going?
- Just fine.

But we won't be needing your services
for another couple weeks.

No, I know that. I just have
to get a message to Frank.

From his mother?

Yeah, as a matter of fact.

I can't allow that.

Wiley, his mother's dying.

I know that. We're in communication
with the hospital.

You know that?

So why can't I talk to Frank?

Because I don't want him to know it.

Because he will insist
on going there.

Probably. So what?

So, MacGyver, Joey Bennet
is not a sentimental man.

He'd be happy to kill Frank right
on their mother's deathbed.

Does the thought of security
at the hospital occur to you?

I won't risk it.

It's not your choice, it's Frank's.

Not any more. He's too valuable.

Frank Bennet is not federal property.
He's an American citizen.

And please feel free to correct me
if I'm wrong,

he has some rights.

And I promised his mother.
She knows she's dying, Wiley.

She thinks this is the last time
she'll ever see her son.

I cannot allow it, and that is final.

And if necessary, MacGyver,
I will put you under arrest

and hold you as a material witness.

Oh, I get it. You're willing
to break the law in order to uphold it.

Look, I got a mother, I got kids.

I understand how Frank feels.

But testimony like this comes once
in a lifetime.

He has got to live to testify in open
session, and I cannot risk losing him.

No matter what it does to him?

I don't like it.

But I am an officer of the law,
and I--

I will do whatever is necessary to lock
up these indictments.

All right, Wiley, relax. Relax.

Take a load off.

I know a brick wall
when it falls on me.

You guys. I've gotta warn you,
I'm on Frank Bennet's side.

Yeah, Acme Auto Tow Rental?

Lots of people think a
car runs on gas. One-third correct.

A car also runs on air and water.

What'll it be?

Soda.

Got all kinds. Cherry, cola...

A dozen, mixed.

A dozen, mixed.

Mixed. In a box.
You got a box?

Throw in some of
that ice there too, please.

It's dry ice. You can't put it
in the drinks.

I know.

And I'm gonna need some
of these fizzy dealies here.

Fizzy dealies.

The thing I love about
dry ice is that it's very reactive,

especially with a liquid.

Now to spice it up a little.

The general idea here is, most people
believe that where there's smoke...

Something's happening. Smoke.

Do you see the smoke?

Okay, hit the fire alarm,
evacuate the building.

It's all through the building.
Could be a move to get to you.

Bridges, Larson, take Frank,
move him to the safe house now.

You got it.

All right, come on.

Let's move it.

Hey, Bridges,
know anything about cars?

Yeah, enough
to take it to a mechanic.

Terrific.

Pull it over. Let me have a look.

- Are you a mechanic?
- Do you have a choice?

Come on.

This engine head
looks like burnt toast.

Hey, I think we
got lucky, though.

Okay, stop.

Stop! Stop!

- Hey, hey, stop!
- Hold it. Hold it.

- What's the problem?
- We need a tow.

Well, I'd like to help you guys out,
but I'm on another call.

We need a tow now.

Always got time for a badge.
No problem.

Come on. Come on, let's go.

- Come on back.
- Easy!

What's that all about?

Sorry about that.

- Ow!
- Now what's the problem?

Oh, I've got this old stabilizer arm
on this hoist here,

and if I don't hook it up just right,

it's liable to rip the living rivets
right off your bumper.

I keep trying to get a new one,

but you think the company
would shell out for it?

- Heck, no.
- You mind getting on with this now?

Please?

With all due respect, sir,

I do what I do the way I do it.

So like I was saying,

I hooked this thing up last week to this
lady's bumper and tore it clean off.

Clean. Clean.

And holler. You should've heard
that lady, you could hear her--

You're gonna hear me holler
right here, right now,

if you don't get on with this.
Now, do you hear that?

- I hear you.
- Come on, Larson.

But you can't rush these things,
you know.

Haste makes waste and all that.

You boys want to
make yourself useful?

Yeah, what do you need?

Well, just feed this over to this fella
here. Stick it under the bumper

when I say so. Then I'll give her a lift,
and we'll be on our way.

Yeah, all right.

Where the heck did they get
this yo-yo?

Who knows.

- Okay, it's under the bumper.
- All right.

Why don't you stand clear now,
and I'll lift her up.

Okay. Come on, let's go.

Man, I can't believe this. Can you?

Okay, that ought to do it.

- Hey, stop!
- Hey, wait a minute!

What's going on here?

- What are you doing?
- Oh, my God.

Hey, hey! Stop! Stop!

Hold it! Federal marshals.
We're taking over this vehicle.

- Come on, get out of it!
- Come on, move it!

Let's go.

I just know you're gonna tell me
what this is all about.

Well, right now,
I'm giving the feds a deeper

and more profound understanding
of themselves.

You know what I mean?

Dumb trick. He can't outrun us
in that thing.

That ought to
slow them down a bit.

What was that you said about dumb?

- This is her room. I'll wait outside.
- Okay.

MacGyver, too late.

Excuse me. The patient that was
in here, when did she pass away?

Oh, she didn't. No, not at all.
It was the family's decision.

- She'd be much more comfortable--
- At home.

Her son had her discharged.

- She's still alive.
- She's with Joey, you know.

It's his way of getting you to go to him.
It's a trap.

I gotta see her, MacGyver.

That's the house I grew up in,
MacGyver. It's a fortress.

That's Mama's room.

Is that you, my son?

- Everything's gonna be okay.
- I'm so glad you're here.

Me too, Mama.
And I'll take care of everything.

Where's...?

I love you, Mama.

I love you too, Frank.

Frank? No, Mama, it's me.

It's Joey, Mama.

It's Joey.

- I am--
- U.S. Marshal Andrew T. Wiley.

I've been waiting for you.
I'm Vincent Ivory,

Mr. Bennet's attorney.

I know. I was expecting you'd be here.
We're looking for Frank Bennet.

He isn't here.

Well, I have to see that for myself.
A warrant is on the way.

I'm afraid not, marshal.

You see, Judge Nielsen
turned down your request.

It pays to have friends in high places.

We sit. Anything comes in or out,
we stop and check.

Right.

I don't get it.

Fence juice is off,
camera shut down.

This place is usually triple-rigged
with security systems.

Well, he's got the welcome mat
out for you, Frank.

He wants you inside.

That's the first thing we've
agreed on in a long time.

- Okay.
- Hey, listen.

You can still change your mind,
you know.

No.

All right. Give me the signal
when you're ready to leave.

Just walk out.
Joey's not gonna try anything

with the whole
federal strike force out there.

Kind of handy having them out there
looking for me, isn't it?

Frank, the feds
don't know you're inside,

and they won't know until
we're ready to leave.

So you give me the signal,
then I tip off Wiley's troops,

- and we stroll on out, okay?
- Okay.

- Wish me luck.
- Hey, listen.

Give your mother a kiss
for me, will you?

Hey, Frank, how you doing?
We've been expecting you.

There's someone inside
been waiting to see you.

Hello, Frank. Glad you're here,
for Mama's sake.

Where's your buddy?

- Who?
- "Who?"

Doesn't matter. What's important
is Mama gets to see you.

She doesn't have much time.

So...

This is nice of you, Joey.
Papa would approve.

Yes, he would.

That always was important to you,
wasn't it?

Wiley, got a call.

He's on his way now.

Marshal Wiley.

We're patching a call
through. One moment.

Wiley, Frank
Bennet.

- Where the hell are you?
- I'm at MacGyver's apartment.

- You realize I've been looking for you?
- I want to see my mother.

Now we both see it's no use.
Joey's people are all over the place.

She's not in the hospital.
I need protection, Wiley.

Are you sure Joey's soldiers
are there, Frank?

Marshal, do you remember what you
told me the first time you phoned me?

"We could take care of you, Frank,

another life, another chance,
if you help us."

Okay, stay right where you are.
I'm on my way, ten-four.

He's at MacGyver's. Let's move it.

You know, you were right, Vincent,
about Frank and me.

Face, walk, voice, all alike.

I'll miss him.

Frankie, is that you?

Are you really there?

Yes, Mama, I'm really here.

Remember? When you were
a little boy, you took my hand,

and we walked down the street.

You always said,
"Watch over me, Mama.

When I grow up, I'll keep you safe."

I remember.

Frank, it's my time.

I'm ready. I'm only sorry that I won't
see the children you will have.

- Mama.
- It's good to hold your hand again.

It's okay.

Sleep.

Oh, God.
Wiley and the feds are gone.

There's the signal.

Now all I have to do is spring Frank...

...before his brother murders him.

Good dogs!

Mama's dead.

I'm gonna miss her, Frank.

I'm gonna miss you too.

In the kitchen, I think.
What do you say, Frank?

- Wiley's gone.
- I know.

Tommy!

- Back stairs.
- Right.

- Attic.
- Right.

Get another clip.

What if they try
and get out the window?

If the fall doesn't kill them,
the dogs will.

This problem's
kind of tricky.

No place to go,
and no way to get there.

Frank, what we need is wings.

Cleaning fluid, that's a start.

Now something to go with it.

Camphor balls. Now we're cooking.

MacGyver.

- Give me a minute.
- Sure, take all the time you need.

A pulley. All right.

Frank, I think we're
in business.

Nothing. Nobody there.
No sign of a struggle.

Neighbors didn't see anything.

We got suckered.
They're at the Bennet house.

- Let's go.
- They gotta be.

- Watch out, Max.
- All right.

I don't know if anybody
ever tried a rocket-powered harpoon.

So I figure it's about a fifty-fifty chance
it'll fire off, or blow up.

- I hate to rush you, MacGyver.
- I'm getting there.

They got more heavy stuff
in the way.

The bench. There's a bench.
Get the bench.

All right,
hold it steady for me, will you?

Come on, come on.

Now, hold on.

- Lean into it!
- Okay.

Go.

All right.

We got it. One last shove.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

That'll be Wiley.

This time, he won't need a warrant
to get Joey.

Pretty slick, Frankie.

Even Papa would be proud.

- Well, it's over.
- Yeah, it is.

Guess I mean, for Joey.

- Regrets?
- Some.

But that's how it's gotta end.

Now, this is what
going to the beach is all about.

Boy, there's some fine-looking

women out there, huh?

- You got those binoculars?
- Yeah, in the kitchen.

On the other hand,
rescuing a lady general

has never been my idea
of beach fun.

All right, let's see
what we've got to work with.

Okay, this seems to be a good start.

All I need is a few seconds
of distraction.

Oh, man, look at that.

Oh, I gotta go outside
and check this out.

- What--?
- Hey, let's go. Come on.

Who's in there?

Bet you didn't tell them a thing, huh,
general? Let's get you out of here.

Handcuffs. Damn!

Get him!

She's gone!

Stay! Sit! Stay!

Good dogs.

Yeah, Packman, MacGyver.

You know that lady general
you lost?

Well, I found her.

I really have to rethink my life.

I hardly get the lady general
back to the Pentagon

when I get a code-red priority.

So here I am, on a moonlit night,
staring down the throat

of a brand-new, Middle Eastern
nuclear refining plant,

put on this good earth
for no other reason

than to allow some crazy strongman
to blow up his neighbors.

Guess what Washington
asked me to do.

All right, ready to blow it.
Be at the pick-up zone at 0430.

All right.

Home. Enough is enough.

I will not, under any circumstances,
for any reason whatsoever,

answer the phone.

Probably. Again.

Yes, I am definitely home.

- Well?
- I just dropped in to congratulate you.

Thank you very much.

The department is grateful.

You're welcome.

- And I'm very tired.
- I'm not offering you an assignment.

I'm giving you a warning.
You're a target.

Now, that I'd like spelled out.

When you put away that
nuclear installation, they ID'd you.

The contract went out the next day.
They hired Axminster.

He took out Sheik Hussein,
didn't he?

Right in the middle of prayers.
Blew him straight to Allah.

And killed 37 others along the way.

You ought to get out of town
while we stake this place out.

Barney, I like to take care
of my own messes.

MacGyver, Axminster would torch
the whole block just to get you.

Now, I can set up a safe house,
full security,

unless you've got someplace you'd like
to settle in for a couple of weeks.

You know, there is a kind of a
trip I've been toying with.

- Take it now.
- Lost.

- I guess I do owe a visit.
- To who?

That's personal, Barney.

Okay, just tell me if and where.

I'll handle that, colonel.
And you don't need to know where.

You just take care of Axminster.

Take a look at this.

- What?
- It says this here lady

was attacked by aliens
and had an alien baby.

- No kidding.
- Yeah. In Alabama somewhere.

Big on aliens in Alabama.

No lie. Full of strange people.

That's why I'm going north,
back and see my family for a while.

Makes sense.

I hadn't seen
my grandfather since I was 10.

He was all the family I had left,
and we were strangers.

Hi. MacGyver here.

When you hear the beep,
let me know what's on your mind.

I'll let you know
what's on my mind, bud.

Pick up that phone and talk to me.
I got no mind for machines.

Damn, I guess you aren't there.

This is your... This is Harry Jackson.

The clerk from the general store
brought me up a note

with this phone number.
He says you're coming to visit me.

- Axminster!
- And I just wanna say...

...don't come. I'm busy.

Hell, you're probably
on the way here already.

You can phone
the general store again,

it's area code 303-555-7702.

I'll try and run that down right away.

What a beautiful part of the world.

Has everything but people.

I gotta wonder what happened
to my grandfather

that made him decide to live
in such isolation.

Actually, I wonder
if he'll even be here to meet me.

Hi, Harry.

- How'd you know?
- I never forget a grandfather.

- You've grown.
- Well, it's been, what,

16, 17, 18 years, hasn't it?

I hadn't noticed. Didn't get my
message to you. I tried to head you off.

You mind that I came?

What the hell. You're here.

Well, come on.
I wanna get home before dark.

Headlights don't work.

You haven't changed.

Haven't had to, and I don't plan to.

All right.

All right.

Okay. Thanks a lot.

The number's a general store
in a little town in Colorado, Ouray.

Harry Jackson doesn't have a phone,

but they know him, Axminster.
They know where he lives.

You trying to throw me
or just scare me?

You always did like to talk.

- Still tough as a dirty boot, aren't you?
- You're damn right.

- Well?
- Black, hot and strong, right?

Nothing wrong
with your memory, bud.

Grandma used to say
you'd never drink a cup of coffee

unless a spoon
would stand up in it.

Grandma never did give up
trying to civilize me.

I guess maybe that was the only
dumb mistake she ever did make.

Except for maybe dying.

Is that why you left us?

You always did get right to the point.

You haven't changed.

Not much.

- Want coffee?
- Yeah.

- You didn't answer me.
- I left...

- ...because it was time to leave.
- When Dad died, you were there.

- You were there.
- I stayed around for a while.

For the love of Mike, boy,
I had the right to my own life!

Doggone it, Harry,
I guess maybe it's how you did it.

I wake up one morning,
and you're gone.

I never liked goodbyes.

I took a job working in construction
up in Alaska.

Good job. New country.

So I went.

Figured sending money regular

would be more use to you
and your mother than I was.

You figured wrong.

That's your bunk.
Leave or stay, it's up to you.

We're ready to roll, Axminster.

How do you want this guy MacGyver:
Dead or alive?

Dead.

It's good.

Now, why are you here?

I guess I just got past
putting off this visit.

I haven't thought
about family in years.

Don't really want to now.

Harry, were you always this
hard-nosed? Even when I was a kid?

I remember this.

Didn't I make this for you
when I was 10?

For your birthday or something?

It worked good too. Best I ever had.

Cabin's at the top of the ridge.

Then spread out.

We'll surround the cabin
and hit them.

So you ready for some fishing?

Already been. What do you think
we're having for breakfast?

Come on, Harry. You're the one
that used to tell me

you don't fish for fish.
You fish for fishing.

Cabin's empty, Axminster!

Nice.

Yeah, it's real nice.

Found this place
about eight years ago.

I'm staying right here till I die.

You're too mean to die.

What goes around, comes around.

The truck's still here, Axminster.
They gotta be close.

You know, I think Mom
and I missed you most

around Thanksgiving, Christmas.

I remember you used to
take me out to cut a tree.

- Stop riding it.
- Is my being here that hard on you?

Bud, subject is closed.

I got one.

I got one!

Watch that drag, bud, watch it.

That's a beaut. That's for dinner.
Don't let loose of him.

I'm not gonna let loose of him.
Get the net, Harry.

Hey, what the...?

What the hell is going on?

- I'll tell you later. Come on.
- Who are your friends?

I didn't think they'd find me here.

They'll probably be down here
in a minute.

Let's go!

Hollow reeds?

Yeah, we'll make them think
we're still out there in the water.

- They're too smart for that one, boy.
- Gotta try something.

What if they do fall for this stunt of
yours, bud? What do we get out of it?

Buy a little distance.

It all depends on them believing that
it's us breathing under these reeds.

Have a little faith, Harry.

Where the hell are they?

Down there, those reeds! Fire!

You, check it out.

They tricked us.

- What are you talking about?
- MacGyver set us up.

Let's go tell Axminster.

Guess your friends found those reeds
over on the other side of the lake.

See? Your grandson's
got something on the ball.

Hold it, Harry.

It's a plant from the Urtica family.
Strong stuff.

One dab in the bloodstream
hits the neural system

- and a guy's out for hours.
- Blowgun?

I was thinking along those lines.

The only problem we got, Harry,
in order for me to knock them out,

I'm gonna have to hit them just right.
Right in the neck.

What if you miss?

Okay, here we go.

We got a blowgun. Maybe it'll help

make kind of a trail
for them to track us.

Hold it!

Their trail leads down to the stream.

Hey. Hey, what's the matter?

Hey. Hey, what's--?

Nice.

- Gotta hit them just right.
- Harry, can we get out this way?

- We don't seem to have a choice.
- Nope.

Hold it. Hold it right there, bud.
Will you stop?

Now wait a minute!
I said, hold it right there.

Who are you, bud?

Now what the devil's all this about?
I ain't moving till I get an answer.

I'm sorry, Harry. I shouldn't have
come. I underestimated some things.

Just answer the question.

It has to do with freedom
and peace, Harry.

And some people
who don't like either.

Well, I sure hope
it's worth losing that damn trout.

They're still alive, Axminster.
Should we pick them up?

Forget them. Move it.

We got a job to do.

Is there a ranger station around?

How about a fire lookout,
a ranch, anything?

Ah, let's see. Evermore,
it's a little old nothing town.

Half-dead.
Well, now, they got a phone line.

- How far is it?
- Oh, it's ten to 12 miles.

- It's up in the high desert.
- All right. Let's move.

Go that way.

- We'll swing around the hill.
- Right.

Haven't done this much running
since two winters ago

- when a grizzly was chasing me.
- Did he catch you?

No, he got tired
trying to catch an old buzzard.

Hey, what are you doing now?
Stop to collect rocks?

- Maybe up that way.
- Okay, we'll flush them out.

- See anything?
- Oh, I see a lot of things.

Anything I'd be interested in?

Yeah. Two jeeps splitting up.

One's heading our way,
but he's gonna be a while getting here,

- so I figure we got a little time.
- To do what?

Harry, don't you remember
teaching me all about decoys?

Why don't you fill that up
with branches.

Oh, yeah,
make it look like a man.

Now, let's see if I can get this tree
to do a few tricks.

- No sign of them coming this way.
- Can I keep going?

We should figure out MacGyver.

Then make a decision.

- Alpha calling Baker, do you read?
- This is Axminster.

- Are targets in sight?
- No, sir.

No problem.
It's just a little Cat and Mouse.

You got your orders.
Over and out. Okay?

Head up to high ground.

Yeah, it's a nice day for hunting.

Hey, Harry.
Remember you used to tell me

about how the Indians
fought this way?

Bud, a lot of that stuff I used
to tell you is stories.

Yeah, well, a lot of it works, Harry.

Damn. Thought we'd at least get
a free ride out of this.

Guess we keep on running.

That's Axminster. Let's get going.

Axminster, the other jeep,
down in the gully.

Two more down.
Let's finish this MacGyver now.

You getting light-headed, bud?

- Pine cones?
- Sure, Harry.

Don't you remember ever throwing
one in a fire? What happens?

- It kind of explodes.
- Yeah, that's right.

Add a little pine pitch, and you
got the makings of a landmine.

Ain't Mother Nature grand?

You just trying to stay above them,
or you got some kind of an idea?

A little of both.

No, I can manage.

Hold it, Harry.

I figure the jeep will come from there
and right through here.

- Well, what in the...?
- Time to bury the landmine.

- See something?
- Nope, but I hear something.

- Ought to get a move on.
- There's plenty of time.

- You sure that'll work?
- Nope.

Bud, you are a comfort.

Here they come.

Come on, let's go.

When I was a kid, I used
to chew pine pitch like it was gum.

It tasted all right,
but it burned a lot better.

All right.

Harry?

I'm all right. Get him!

Come on, Harry, let's get moving.

Can anybody still move?

Yeah, good enough to find MacGyver.

Looks like we're walking now too.

Not walk, run.
We'll run him right into the ground.

That's okay. I'm just dinged.

Yeah, so I noticed.

It just grazed you, Harry.
Could've been worse, you know.

Hurts like worse.

Put that inside. Put pressure on it.

You all right?

We made it.

Yeah.

Hey!

So this is Evermore.

Harry, when was the last time
you were here?

Too long ago.

It's dead. I guess we are too.

Harry? Harry, Har--!

Damn you, Axminster.

So there we were
in a ghost town, Harry and me.

I tried to make him
as comfortable as possible.

What are you trying, bud?
That's fool's gold.

Which contains pyrite, iron sulfide.

Mixing it up with a little clay here,
kind of makes a natural antibiotic.

Let's see what you got here.

Just what is it that you do, bud?

Well, a little of this, a little of that.

Well, that sure explains it.

You're gonna be okay, Harry.

Ever think of hanging out a shingle
as a medicine man?

I've got something to say.

I have avoided you.

You know why?

Mom.

First your grandmother.

Then your mom.

When the good Lord took them,
I hurt.

I didn't wanna be reminded
so I just...

Just kept moving.

Seeing you...

I missed you, bud.

Something terrible.

Harry...

Well, that sure was a sorry sight.

Hey. Don't you ever badmouth
my grandpa, you hear?

I'm gonna try and find some things
for us to fight with. What do you say?

You really think
they're gonna find us here?

They're professionals, Harry.
They'll find us.

Harry had a good
night's rest, but I didn't sleep at all.

I knew that with first light,
Axminster would be tracking us again.

So I had to build the best defense
I could before they got to us.

Hey, bud!
Mind telling me what you're doing?

Yeah, found some grain dust.

Treat it right, we got the makings
of a pretty good bomb, I'll betcha.

Might work good. Got a little parlor
trick to get them to come up close

to where the explosion happens.

Sometimes
you hear about floating grain dust

exploding inside a silo.

It's called spontaneous combustion.

I'm gonna do it on purpose.

And I found a real handy partner
in Harry.

He seemed to be talking
just the way I was.

Or maybe I'd been thinking
like him all along.

Only get one shot

with your exploding gadget, bud.

What you got in mind, Harry?

A little remote-control distraction.

Guaranteed to get them galoots to
come up close for the big surprise.

Hey, bud, I can play magician
from over here.

Now you see it, now you don't.
And boom!

All right, that's enough. It's shaking,
and I don't want it falling on my head.

Real trick's gonna be getting
those galoots in position.

If they aren't underneath it,
it won't work. Where are you going?

Come on! I got a trick of my own.

What do you got? Pine nuts?

I used to have fun
with them when I was a kid.

I'd drop them in the fire and watch
everybody jump, and they'd crack,

and they'd go off like gunshots.

They've been falling
for your foolishness.

I figured I'd try some of my own.

I think Harry
was beginning to enjoy the game.

And that's all the time we had.

- Got him good.
- Yeah.

We still have Axminster.

- Only this time we got the odds.
- Yeah.

Try to move him over, bud.

Now, bud!

You all right, bud?

I'm more than all right, Harry.

Phew.

You figuring on coming back
this way?

Count on it.

- I'll look forward to it.
- Me too.

Hey, Harry. Catch that big old trout,
will you?

Count on it.

Take care of yourself, bud.

It's a known fact
that 80 decibels of rushing water

is one of the most pleasing sounds
known to mankind.

On the other hand,
ten and a half days at sea

is enough water for anybody.

Thornton is here to make
the pickup, personally.

And after waltzing my
way out from behind the Iron Curtain,

San Pedro harbor looked like
a little piece of paradise.

But not for everybody.

You know, seaweed's
generally not considered

to be the best lure for fishing.

Yeah, I know, but good lures
cost a lot of money.

What you need
is something that reflects.

Like a gum wrapper.

Do you mind?

You know, my grandfather used
to say, "You just gotta think like a fish."

Yeah, but does it work?

Well,

ultimately it's up to the fish, I think.

Not many girls your age
are into sport fishing.

Yeah, well, I don't fish
for sport. I fish for food.

There.

I mean-- You know, I can't pay you.

Just catch something.

Thank you.

All right!

Hey!

Tell your grandfather it works.

Mac!

Hello, Pete.

So,

this is MacGyver's
homecoming at last.

I'll get the men in position.

Hi.

- Hey.
- I pay for efficiency.

Impress me, Mr. Barrett.

Don't worry, he's good.

I always worry.

And MacGyver is quite elusive.

- Good to see you.
- You too.

And your cargo?

Yeah, got all the names
and the plans of the terrorists.

There ought to be a promotion
in it for you, Pete.

Save it for the car, okay?

- Expecting trouble?
- Well, you never can tell.

The East Germans are just
a little bit hot over this one.

Nice to know my work
is appreciated.

Uh-huh.

- They yours?
- Nope.

- Which one do you want?
- Both.

You get that list out of here.

- You sure?
- Now. Move!

I don't believe it.

You are an officer of the law.
I can tell.

- What can I do for you?
- Well,

I'm being pursued by terr--

Well done. Get him out of here.

That's him.

No question about it.

Kurt Neilson, East German
intelligence, rank of colonel.

Boy's been around.
All right, make copies. Circulate.

Get word out on the streets
right away.

Yes, sir. I'll get on it right away.

Search him. Thoroughly.

The list's not on him.

Care to tell me where
it is hidden, MacGyver?

You know, I just
don't seem to remember.

You see, Barrett, Mr. MacGyver
is a genuine patriot.

They can be remarkably stubborn.

But

even a stubborn patriot like you
can be, uh, persuaded to speak.

There are many methods
I could use to get the information,

but this is my favorite.

Hey, look, guys,
I got this thing about needles.

Here's an idea.

Why don't you just try
dripping water on my forehead?

The old
rubber-hose-and-bright-light trick.

The list.

Hypnotism. It's been known to work.
The KGB uses it all the time.

They got it down to a science.
What do you say?

- You have good veins.
- Thank you.

Oh, come on.

That burning sensation
will disappear shortly.

The serum was specifically
designed for you, MacGyver.

You are probably wondering
about the effects of the injection.

The initial effect is disorientation,
double vision, hallucinations.

I was kind of hoping
that's what this was.

When your mind clears
in roughly three hours,

the pain will become excruciating.

And if that does not
convince you to cooperate,

this injection has a side effect.

It will kill you.

Of course, it can all be stopped

with this antidote.

However,

if you don't take the antidote
within six hours,

give or take a few moments,

the serum is irreversible.

Six hours and you begin to die.

Begin counting.

It's your choice, MacGyver.

To live

or to die.

Being told when you're gonna die

kind of puts a little
pressure on you.

Don't try anything funny.

Enjoy.

All right, think, MacGyver, think.

Think, think.

Not too much to work with in here.

And my arm's throbbing
pretty good from that shot.

Come on, Mac. Time's a-wasting.

I am sure this is a secure line.

Yes, Herr Kommandant, we have
possession of the international courier.

No.

We'll have it very shortly.

One time when I was a kid,

I built a slingshot out of a couple
of broken hockey sticks

and an old inner tube.

And, you know, no matter
how hard I practiced,

I just could never miss
my neighbor's window.

The problem with this slingshot
is I only get one shot.

- Can't you do anything without eating?
- I'm listening.

I'll hear him when he starts seeing
things and yelling about them.

I had running water
and an electrical socket nearby.

It could be a heck of a combination
if I put them together right.

What's that?

I don't know. Sounds like water.

MacGyver. Neilson said
he might try something like this.

Come on.

He broke my nose.
He broke my damn nose.

MacGyver.

Alive. Take him alive!

Find him.
He couldn't have gotten far.

Watch where you're going,
you dumb drunk!

- I think we lost him.
- He can't go far. Keep searching.

He doesn't have to go any farther
than a phone to call the police.

He won't.

By now his mind is scrambled,
confused for at least three more hours.

So you'd better find
MacGyver. Now.

You're gonna tell me
you caught that fish by yourself?

- I caught it.
- You bought him at the market.

I did not buy this fish.

Come on, Lisa,
I can't even catch a fish.

It's a big fish, all right.
This is gonna be dinner for a week.

It's a beautiful fish. You should see it.
I mean, it's gorgeous.

I caught it by myself, okay?

Hey, look at that dude, man.
He's drunk. Check him out.

- Hey, that's him.
- Who?

- That's him. I know him.
- You're kidding.

- What do you mean? I've never--
- On the pier. No, with the fish.

A dude looking like him
is nobody to know.

- No, no, he's okay.
- He's a drunk.

He did me a favor. No strings.

Listen, that dude
is messed up. Look at him.

- I owe him.
- Hey, wait a minute.

Come on, you got enough trouble,
Lisa. Don't even get involved.

You're a runaway, remember?

Come on, let's go.

- I gotta.
- Lisa, don't do it.

I just gotta.

Lisa, come on.

Hey. Hey, you okay?

- Let's go.
- Get rid of him, man. Not ours.

It's me.

Remember, from the docks
this morning?

Remember?

Remember?

Fish. Brain food.

You're one sick guy.

There's a policeman,
but the last thing I need is a cop.

But I guess in your case...

No.

No police.

Please.

I'm gonna regret this.

I know I'm going to regret this.

Okay, up.

Stay.

Careful.

Soon he will have incidents
of very acute pain,

but there will be fewer
hallucinatory episodes.

A better chance of him
remembering to call his people.

Not yet.

This way.

His memory will
remain groggy for a while longer.

As MacGyver approaches death,
his mind will clear.

He will gradually begin
to remember.

He will realize that I hold his life.

I hold him as on a leash.

MacGyver cannot escape.

Each second that ticks away
cuts him like a knife.

Careful.

He must come back to me
LISA: This is it.

if he is to live.

I want you to put one leg
through this window here.

Come on.

Okay.

Okay.

There you go. There you go.

My burglar alarm.

Come on.

Here we go.

Okay, you all right?

You're getting better. Okay.
Now, there's stairs here.

One step at a time. Here we go.

He's out there.
Someone has seen him.

Find that someone.

Okay, in here.

Stay right there.

Okay, come here.

Right here.

It's not much, but it's mine.

You made it real nice.

I did the best with what I got.

Gonna be okay?

Yeah.

Even got electricity. See?

Got it out of an old car
in a wrecking yard.

My name's Lisa.

Lisa.

And you know me?

What, do you got a screw loose
or something? We met this morning.

You made me that great lure,
remember?

I caught a fish
with your gum wrapper.

I don't seem to remember much
of anything at the moment.

Well, maybe some food will help.
You hungry?

- Yeah, I could eat a--
- Fish.

Let's see if you can take the bones
out of this while I start the stove.

Hey, you're like me.
You make do with what you got.

Yeah, I guess I do.

You in some kind of trouble, Lisa?

You mean, what's a nice kid like me
doing in a rat hole like this?

It is a long, dull story.

I'd like to hear it.

Well,

I figure my dad,

you know, when he was a kid,
he never had a punching bag

so he married one.

And you got caught in the middle?

Of the target.

So when they both
started on me, I split.

The first two times,
I went to the cops.

They dumped me
in some juvenile lockup.

It smelled like what those fish
are gonna smell like in a week.

Nobody listened?

Oh, the social worker
checked out my story.

So the judge tells my parents to get
their act together and take me home

because "the hall is not a good place
for a vulnerable adolescent."

Home is better.

Home sweet home.

I think I get the picture.

So they got me home and my dad
got his act together, all right.

On my face.

So you split.

- For good.
- For me.

And I'm hanging in there.
Look it, I got schoolbooks.

I'm gonna get a diploma.
I'm gonna make something of myself.

I don't know exactly what.

- How about a success?
- Oh, yeah, right.

Yeah. Right.

No, we're not gonna hassle Lisa.
We just want that guy she was with.

I think we got something.

Yeah, a straight line to MacGyver.

Barrett, no excuses this time.

Ah!

Hey.

It's me.

What's the matter?

It was a nightmare, I guess.

Are you all right?

Watch where you're going,
you dumb drunk!

What is it?

What can I do for you?

My name's MacGyver.

I got back in the country
this morning.

I...

I stashed the list.

The list? What--? What list?

And they grabbed me.

They...

- I don't have much time.
- You have less than you think.

I came to tell you that there are three
guys outside snooping around.

- What's that?
- My burglar alarm.

- What do they want?
- Me.

Check for another entrance.

Listen,

do you have a small
transistor radio?

Yeah, I think so.

Good.

I'm gonna buy some time.

What are you doing
with that TV tube?

Cooking up a surprise.

Hand me those jumper cables,
will you?

Remember, we want him alive.

What's going on?

I'm trying to get us a
running start away from those guys.

How are you gonna do that?

Well, when these
jumper cables touch,

an electrical surge is gonna hit
that tube and cause an overload.

Perfect.

All right, let's see that radio.

This ought to get them
up here in a hurry.

Let's go.

Hear it?

Upstairs.

Come on, Lisa. Come on.

- What happened?
- I don't know.

Some kind of a blast.

Oh, no.

No. Not me.

It's the only way out.

- I hope you know what you're doing.
- Me too.

They're gone.

Hold it.

Nothing.

What are we gonna tell Neilson?

Like the magician said,
a little misdirection never hurt.

Hold it.

You're sick.
I'm not gonna leave you alone.

Lisa, the best way
you could help me right now

is to call Peter Thornton
at the Federal Building.

Ask for the DXS.

Tell him MacGyver's
at the old warehouse on-- On...

- Tucker Street. You got that?
- Yeah.

Tell him if I'm not around
when he gets there,

that the list is hidden
in the base of the light standard

- where we met this morning.
- Wait.

The light pole? The list?
What does this mean?

I-- I did a job for the government.

Oh, man, does this sound wild.

It's important.

Real important, Lisa.

Will you do it for me?

Yeah, I'll do it.

- Where are you gonna be?
- I'll be at the warehouse.

Hopefully, I've got enough time
to find a cure for all my troubles.

Get out of here, will you?

Time is about up.

So it appears you lose.

The list is still hidden. Only MacGyver
knows where, and he is dying.

My superiors will have to accept
the best result we could obtain.

Here is your payment,
Barrett. Count it.

All right, MacGyver, think.

Rope.

A smoke alarm.

Sheets of plywood.

Yeah,

it just might work.

No, this is not a joke.
This is an emergency.

Look, just tell Peter Thornton
that MacGyver needs help.

Look, I can't come in.
I just told you where he was.

Just get the message through,
all right?

The idea of a smoke
alarm is to get people's attention.

I gotta hope it'll work
on these guys too.

What do you mean
the operator just got around

- to forwarding the message?
- There was no emergency code on it.

Well, there is now. Code 101.

I want every damned man we've got
moving on that warehouse right now.

It's really only MacGyver who loses.

Pity. A remarkable man.

- What is that?
- Sounds like a smoke alarm.

Check it.

Hi, guys.

Listen,

I'm not feeling too good.

You win.

I need the antidote.

Come down from there.

You bet.

Yeah.

MacGyver.

Those sirens are for you.

They sound like a dirge.

With the antidote gone,

we can say:

"Goodbye, MacGyver."

I win.

You don't even have
the strength left.

What was he talking about?
An antidote?

It's something I need
if I wanna live through the day.

You've been poisoned?
Is that what this is all about?

What are you doing?

The impact causes temporary
molecular structural alignment in iron.

All the ions run to the other end.

What?

I just made myself a magnet.

Come on.

Stay.

Stay.

Come on.

Lisa.

- That's it?
- That's it.

I'm not even gonna ask what's in it.

Well, I'll tell you.

It's a bargaining chip.
Worth a lot to a lot of people.

Including you.

I'm gonna talk to Pete Thornton about
arranging a government scholarship.

Oh, that's great.

That's great.

There are some places in this world

that are a lot easier to get into
than out of.

Like East Berlin, for instance.

I mean, look at me.

I'm dying to leave.

So far, so good.

But the next part's
where it could get a little touchy.

My grief-stricken mourners,
here to lend a helping hand.

Getting a little warm in here.

Open the gate.

Uh oh. Sounds of trouble.

I guess this makes me the first guy

who ever attended his own funeral
and lived to tell about it.

We have reviewed your proposal.

Yes, sir. It is correct in every detail.

We have had assurances like this
from you in the past, Quayle,

particularly where they concern
MacGyver.

MacGyver is the only blemish
on my records, gentlemen.

I have never failed you
in anything except--

We know that dreary story, Quayle.
He made a fool of you. Of us.

He was lucky, extremely lucky.

And I admit I underestimated him.

But this time I'm ready for him.
I can guarantee you success.

You guarantee to neutralize
the information

- he took from us in East Berlin?
- Absolutely.

Promises. Always promises.
We must have results.

We must prevent that information
from reaching American intelligence.

Consider it done.

- And suppose you fail again?
- I won't.

I see you remember what happened
to you after your last failure.

Yes, sir. I remember.

Then let that memory
be your inspiration, Quayle.

Let it guide you in your efforts.

What he means, Quayle,
is this is your chance for redemption.

And it's definitely your last chance.

- I understand. Thank you, sir.
- Good.

It is the decision of this tribunal
to authorize your operation,

based on your personal guarantee.

Thank you, sir. Thank you.
You won't regret it.

I appreciate the opportunity
to redeem myself in your eyes,

- to reestablish my value in the cause--
- Better get started, Quayle.

Our sources have traced MacGyver
halfway around the world.

He's about to return home.

I'll be waiting.

Get off the sidewalk.

Baby!

- You gonna leave it there?
- You look terrific.

Boy, is it good to see you.
What a sight.

Especially with the three heavies
that are setting you up for a hit.

Peter Thornton sent me.

How's the general?

Generally good,
except Thornton is a colonel.

And he asked me to remind you
that he owes you a camel.

And you came all the way down here
just to tell me that?

Oh, sweet Lulubelle.

I love this girl. I love her.
She's great.

I love-- I love her. You'd love her too.

- Let's go, Lulubelle.
- Name's Karen Blake.

Look more like a Lulubelle to me.
So how's Peter?

Waiting for you. So hold on, lover.

Aren't we going to Pete's office?

No, he set up a special safe house.

You been with the company long?

Why?

I thought I knew
all the pretty girls in the office.

Business must be good. Since when
do safe houses look like this?

Look, I was just told to bring
you here for a high-level debriefing.

High-level lives in high places.

I've just got one question.

- Hey, I'm only a courier.
- I'm only hungry. When do we eat?

Good to see you again, MacGyver.

Quaint.

- We thought so.
- Pete.

All right. It's good to see you.

And I thought all secret agents
were cold and heartless.

No, Pete and I go way back,
to some pretty funny places.

Is that what the camel was about?

Well, the first time I met this fella,

he pulled me out of the quicksand
in the wadi Nafud. Deep desert.

Then he put me on a camel,
and he gave it this gigantic swat. Ha!

- What happened?
- Oh, we just rode on out.

Yeah, for six days.
I couldn't sit easy for a week.

Anyway, it's good to see you.
And congratulations.

You had some problems
getting out of East Berlin.

Yeah. Had some real unfriendlies
waiting for me.

I sort of had to cut and run
for the border.

Turned a coffin into a Jet Ski.

Yeah, that part was fun.
I had a real good time.

- Me and junior here.
- That is very important. So thanks.

You're welcome.
And congratulations yourself.

I heard.
Deputy chief of the department.

Big deal.

- You can call me "sir."
- Yeah, I noticed.

This place? Yeah, it's been out of use
for quite a while.

Off the list and unofficial,
which is exactly what we need.

It seems we have a very large hole
in departmental security.

- What leaked?
- Your name.

- And what you brought back.
- Terrific.

So I'm handling it personally
from here on.

Here, now and quietly.

My own office doesn't even know
we're here.

No one does. It's perfect.

Yes, it is.

Right in here.

- Cozy.
- Thought you'd appreciate it.

And in a way, it fits.
We are hunting big game.

Dangerous game.

- You know Mrs. Chung?
- By reputation.

- It's a pleasure.
- How do you do?

The best cryptanalyst alive.

Oh, Peter, stop it.

He's a politician. I solve puzzles.

And I understand
you have brought us one today.

Oh, yes, ma'am.

- Should I be here, sir?
- Oh, yes, we're all staying right here

until Mrs. Chung
decodes the microfilm.

Thank you. This computer is fully
programmed for us, Mr. MacGyver.

Well, that's fine with me.
I just came for lunch.

I have not activated it.

What in hell is this?

A joke, Peter.

Trick or treat. It's April Fools'.

Peter! Peter!

Oh.

- Don't touch that door!
- Oh! Oh!

Hello, MacGyver. Long time, no see.

Make the lady comfortable,
and don't worry about her, MacGyver.

She's not dead, only sedated.

He knows you. Who is he?

Used the name Quayle.
Sold the British out to the Russians.

Double-crossed the Russians
for the ayatollah.

Those dear, fun days.

I ran into him moving a planeload
of stolen military computers.

- What happened?
- I stole the plane back.

Your people weren't too happy
with you, huh?

No, they punished me.
Because of you.

But now this is my game,
my board, my rules.

Security leak a little bigger
than you thought?

As big as a house.

- For this?
- No, no, no, no.

I was commissioned to destroy it
and deal with you.

- No.
- Frightened, Karen?

All in a day's work. And in your case,
with great pleasure, MacGyver.

Peter Thornton here.

Don't be stupid.
But do be adventurous.

Try to escape. Try to find me.
Please!

Don't touch anything, Peter.

What do you mean?

He's got the whole place rigged.

- To kill us?
- Yeah. Sooner or later.

But first, the man
wants to have some fun.

- MacGyver, that's crazy.
- So is Quayle.

His gears don't mesh.
Let's see if we can get out of here.

Maybe he's missed a trick or two.

I don't wanna leave
Mrs. Chung back there very long.

The best thing we can do for her is to
get to Karen's car and get some help.

Oh, no.

Where's my car?

Damn! It's gone.

Well, that's scary stuff.

The door has got
to be booby-trapped.

Yeah.

Let's see if we can figure
out how.

It's not electrified.

- I don't believe it.
- I don't either.

- Gonna run a test, huh?
- Yeah.

Ha, ha. A hit, MacGyver.

A palpable hit.

You always did like to talk,
didn't you, Quayle?

Karen, give me that sheet.

It's kind of a weakness of yours.

Kitchen.

Always had to say how great you were,
didn't you, Quayle?

Afraid maybe people wouldn't notice.

You'll be the last one to die.

That's what I figure too.
Of old age, hopefully.

- Well, here it is.
- Why here?

You can find
lots of handy stuff in a kitchen.

Let's look around.

Still with us, big guy?

You certainly are talented, Quayle.

- I mean, this guy has got it.
- Got us, you mean.

Like pigeons in a coop.
Like rats in a trap.

I have never been nailed down
so tight in my entire life.

Your appreciation is not wasted,
MacGyver.

Quayle, take your bows, gent.

It's not every day
I run into pure perfection.

Let's just say
you are my perfect challenge.

Well, you certainly
have met that challenge.

He is definitely back at the top
of his form.

A new chess game
with a new master, MacGyver.

You got that straight.

Brilliance, Quayle. Pure brilliance.

Compliments acknowledged,

but you aren't gonna
give up so easily, are you?

What's that fidgeting you're up to?

Messing around with pots and pans
won't help you.

So why don't you just put away
the Tinkertoys and play the game?

Absolutely. Positively.

Let the games begin.

Quayle was listening
on a radio frequency,

so I figured by using every
electronic gadget around,

I could heterodyne his frequency,
give the man an earful of static.

MacGyver.

- You built an electronic jammer.
- Yep.

Quayle's gonna get nothing
but white noise.

So we got a little privacy in here.

All right, I figure if we split up
and keep moving around this house,

I can find a way to bust out
while he's not looking.

Keep him busy
tracking the three of us.

My radio phone.
It's in the library in my case.

If I can get to it without
Quayle watching...

- Nice touch.
- Okay, here we go.

One at a time. Keep him guessing.

Stay low, move fast, think smart,

- and if you go...
- And if you go, take company along.

Get out of here.

You know, MacGyver,
when I was little,

I used to play international spy.

I think we all did, didn't we?

Oh, I'd be wearing
a designer gown

and going to some great party
at Buckingham Palace,

meeting a Russian ambassador.

And I would get him to tell me
all his secrets.

Maybe that's why I went to work
for the department.

Deputy Chief Peter Thornton.

Red, red. Repeat.
Red, red. Details...

But I already know the details,
Peter.

Well, I guess it's my turn
to go out and distract Quayle.

Hey.

It's gonna be all right.

We're gonna make it.

- Thanks, I needed that.
- Come on, let's get out of here.

What do you say?

Quayle was a thorough kind of guy,

so it figured he had all the windows
and doors either booby-trapped

or covered by the guns outside.

But maybe I could make myself
a set of wheels that'd draw his fire,

and get me out of this
homemade prison.

I'm listening to your symphony,
MacGyver.

Or is it a requiem?

When I was a kid,
I used to build model planes

with rubber-band motors.

Then I discovered batteries.

It sure did increase the mileage.

Ah, my dear Karen.
Welcome to my fortress.

It's going rather well,
don't you think?

Well, Quayle, I really didn't expect
all this to be happening.

I mean, you said this was
gonna be over quickly.

Well, it will be.

But you mustn't deny me
my brief moment of fun.

Fun? I'm shaking.

Are you afraid they might
find you out?

Who could suspect such
a darling innocent?

But this MacGyver is very smart.
And Thornton is no dummy either.

Yes, that's what makes you my, um--
What shall I call you?

My little mole.
No, that's far too unflattering.

My perfect collaborator
in this delicious charade.

I'm telling you, Quayle, I'm scared.
Of them and of you.

You said that we were just gonna do
a simple job without hurt--

I'm just teasing.
Just toying with them.

- But Mrs. Chung is down--
- She's a stranger.

There's someone closer that you
ought to worry about, isn't there?

All right. I'll do what you say.

Perfect. Now, what is MacGyver
doing in the kitchen?

When I left him, he was taking
the motor out of a blender.

Yes, that's the handyman side
of MacGyver.

He likes to make clever little things
out of odd bits.

But I must have more details.
I must know exactly what he is doing.

- I'll go see.
- Yes, you do that, my dear.

No time to waste.

The sooner we deal with MacGyver,
the sooner this'll be over.

There's my perfect collaborator.
Stay in touch.

What sort of a fantasy
is MacGyver indulging?

Answer me, Karen.

Are you there?

Yes. He's at the rear kitchen door,

and he's built some kind
of wheeled cart

with a piece of the suit of armor
on top.

It's the position I care about.

He'll be coming out
of the back door.

And I'll be waiting for him.
Very good, Karen.

- What are you gonna do?
- My dear, sweet Karen,

I only intend
to embarrass them painfully.

Even MacGyver.
Especially MacGyver.

Help.

Obviously, the guns are
targeted to shoot at a given height,

at anything that moves.

But they can't shoot
in two directions at once,

so if I can get them aiming
down there...

Quayle, well, he's gotten clear.

Not to worry.
I'll get him back, Karen.

MacGyver, come back!

I've got Thornton.

If you want to see Thornton alive,
now is the time.

He's waiting for you
in the trophy room.

I've turned my guns off
so you can come back.

The game is not over yet.

He's coming back to us, Karen.

But did I detect a note of concern
for MacGyver?

We can't afford a major incident
like a multiple VIP murder.

Look, my orders are to retrieve
a piece of intelligence,

not to carry out
your damned blood feud.

I give the orders, my girl.

And I'm ordering you
to the trophy room.

You can get the roll of film
from Thornton there.

Now get going,
before MacGyver gets there.

Thornton's not gonna give it to me.

He won't object.
I've given him the shock of his life.

Now go on, girl.

Right.

He's dead. Electrocuted.

He's not dead.

Oh, my God. I thought...

She's still the same.

They'll be all right
if we get them help in time.

Yeah.

MacGyver, I know you
would've gotten away.

It's all right.
I changed my mind anyway.

If I get away, Quayle gets away.

And I want him.

Let's go somewhere
where we can't be seen or heard.

Quayle's got the house
rigged electronically

from the main power line,
which is probably in the basement.

I saw some vinegar here. Yeah.

Now, if we can cut or control
that power line,

Quayle goes deaf, dumb and blind.

He loses his edge.

MacGyver, what the hell
are we doing?

Making some preparations.

MacGyver!

Thank you.

Now, you wanna tell me
if Quayle hired you locally,

or were you assigned to him?

It was an assignment.

- How did you know?
- Well, first of all,

you were a little too quick and cool
getting me out of that hit,

and the hit men
didn't even try to follow.

Secondly, you took one look at Pete
from across the room

and assessed
that he had been electrocuted.

You're very quick, MacGyver.

Not quick enough to save Pete
from a pretty good jolt.

You could have killed him,
you know.

I was told no killing.
Only that we would get the film back.

Why draw the line at murder?
Quayle doesn't.

I didn't know that.
I've never worked with him before.

- I told you, they assigned me.
- For how much?

How much money they giving you
to betray your country, huh?

Money? It's not--

I wouldn't do it for money.

Look, I have never done anything
like this before.

Oh, please. Don't tell me
you're one of those political--

They've got my brother!

He works for Mr. Thornton too.
For the company.

But he was on an assignment
in Czechoslovakia and he got caught.

And they said they would kill him.

- Unless...
- Unless you cooperated.

Worked for them.

There's another way, Karen.

You don't have to give in
to their blackmail.

- But my brother, he's my only family.
- Help me catch Quayle.

We'll use him as a bargaining chip.
Trade Quayle for your brother.

What if they won't?

Then I'll go in and get him.
Personally.

You would do that for me
after everything?

Will you help me?

What do you want me to do?

Well, I think we should start
by forcing Quayle

out of his electronic fortress.

- How?
- By unplugging all his gadgets.

We gotta get to the power room
in the basement. Let's go.

He could be anywhere.

Or everywhere.

You thought I couldn't track you,
MacGyver.

Well, we all make mistakes.

This one is, I'm afraid, fatal.

- Quayle.
- Goodbye, Karen.

I'll try to arrange
a posthumous medal.

Watch the moving dot.
Whatever it touches, it kills.

- Damn!
- Closer and closer.

I could hit you at any time.

These are your last moments.
So enjoy them.

My daddy used to say,
"You can't hit what you can't see."

A smoke screen.
That won't save you.

Now we're invisible.

Okay, follow me.

Come on. The back stairs
where Quayle can't see or hear us.

Damn!

MacGyver! Karen!
There really is no escape.

MacGyver, I know where Quayle is.

He's down that corridor to the right.
His control room is down at the end.

The door is steel.
He's got a lot of security and weapons.

All right.

Maybe it's time for him
to come out and play.

Hey.

I got an idea.

Let's make an early-warning system.

It'll let us know
when Quayle's on the way.

What makes you sure Quayle
will leave his control room?

It's the only way
to get to the power room, right?

Well, if we can cut off his electricity,
he's bound to come looking for us.

Easy.

What are you gonna do?

Invite the man to a party.

Rusted junk, machinery?
I don't get it.

Line it up, Karen.
Sort of casual clutter.

What are you doing?
Those wires look like spaghetti.

Well, I traced all
the heavy wiring into Quayle's fortress.

- So?
- I'm gonna punch his lights out.

Keep stacking that junk.

If Quayle comes in here,
he's gotta walk forward only one way.

How's this?

Perfect. Primrose path.

Pull that cabinet over too, will you?

You know, I sure could use a mirror.

Think you could find me one?

Yeah, just what I wanna do
is look in a mirror right now.

Okay, okay, I'll go find a mirror.

Perfect. That's just what we need.

- So now we've got a mirror.
- Yeah, sort of. Come here.

Stand right here.

Don't move.

I see. So you're making a periscope
so we can see Quayle, right?

Yeah, that's right.
Without being seen.

Why?

Because he'd probably
blow us away.

Where are you?

You can't escape.
I'll find you. I'll find you.

And we've got a mirror.

And a kind of water cannon.

I don't wanna lose pressure.

The problem we're gonna have
is getting him in

and standing right there.

Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Where are they?

Nothing. Nothing!

Why aren't I finding them?

We'll keep the lights on in here
and in the corridor.

So...

...this must be his power.

Power failure?

Auxiliary generator.

Your handiwork, I suppose,
MacGyver.

Damn!

Right, MacGyver.

No more games.

MacGyver.

That was...

...just in case.

Nice thought.

Out in clear sight now.

Quayle!

Thank God you found us.

MacGyver was setting a trap.

I thought I could trust you.

We're on the same side,
right, Quayle?

I'm a geometric rarity, my dear.

There's only one side. Myself.

Gosh, Quayle, and all this time
I thought you were just...

...scum.

This one's free of charge.

Ah.

You took a big chance trusting me.

That's what it's all about.

Let's wrap him up and see
how the rest are doing, all right?

Okay.

Yes, I think we've plugged the leak.

Quayle.

That's right.

I'm sorry.

Now, where were we?

Oh, yes.

Solving a puzzle.

That's okay, Mrs. Chung.
I think we just took care of that.

Westport Nuclear Processing.
Amy Austin.

Yes, this is
Sergeant Kramer, state police.

What is it, sergeant?

Do you know
a Mr. Gerald Hillman?

Of course, he's my boss,
but I'm afraid he's not here right now.

He left several hours ago
for New York.

- Why? Is something the matter?
- Yes, ma'am.

We're still investigating,
but for some unexplained reason,

his car ran off the road,
hit a bridge.

And Mr. Hillman, he's...?

I'm terribly sorry, ma'am,

but he's dead.

Ready?

Three-to-one.
I love it, MacGyver.

You got lucky, eh?

I used to date Wayne Gretzky.

Come on, stop stalling.
Once more for all the marbles.

Okay.

All right, hoser.

Here we go, eh?

Don't want you to be nervous
or nothing, you know.

I mean, I'm part Canadian,
you know what I mean?

- You look it.
- There's the face-off at defensive end.

- Great block!
- A beautiful pass on the wing.

- Shot over another wing!
- You're a dead man!

And there's a shot up!

I appreciate the call.
Thank you, sergeant.

Oh, and the lady
gets faked out of her socks.

Oh, you're good. Come on!

- Give me that puck.
- They look slow today.

Must be the humidity, eh?

- Grim and determined.
- Almost.

Shot into the corner!

Oh, almost!

Which counts
for absolutely nothing.

He's about
to break away. Takes a shot.

He shoots, he scores!
Unbelievable. Off the face.

Trickled into the net,
then that's the game!

Fans go crazy.

Now, that was for all the marbles.

MacGyver.

Susan.

Are you gonna play fair,
or do I spread the word

about how totally
dishonest you are?

Totally, eh?

Okay, one more time.

- One more time, eh?
- I like that accent.

What accent, eh?

Waiting for the face-off.

This one literally for all...

...the marbles.

I'm not home, eh?

Come on.

This is not MacGyver,

So obviously you've
reached a wrong number.

- But if you need to leave a message...
- Shoot-- Unbelievable!

- Off his face again!
- ...I'll try to get it to him.

Mac, if you're home,
pick up the phone.

I need to talk to you.
This is Amy Austin.

Hold it.

- Yeah, Amy?
- Mac.

- Mac, I'm in trouble.
- Amy, what is it?

Oh, Mac, I need you.

Look, if it's real serious,
I can be there by tomorrow.

I'll catch a plane out tonight.
What's wrong?

Well, I don't really know.
I mean, a friend of mine died, and--

Oh, I don't know who to trust.

Mac, please.
Please, I need your help.

I think someone's trying to kill me.

Look, I know I don't have any
right to involve you in this, but--

Hey, wait a minute.
You've got every right.

- Where do we meet?
- The beach.

Our beach.

Oh, my God!

Amy, can't you tell me
a little about--?

Amy?

Amy? Amy?

Amy, are you there?
Am--

Mac?
You okay?

The past is a strange country.

You go back.

But it doesn't recognize you.

I'd changed in ways
I didn't know.

And if I was a stranger,
So was Amy.

It used to be Amy and me,
one word.

Back in that time,
in this place.

Amy stayed.

I'd moved on.

And what had been
between us changed,

stretched out
over distance and time.

And I remember this beach.

There were palm trees then.

Well, right on time as usual.

Well, I have a good excuse
as usual.

Hey, I thought you wanted
to have a major talk,

or did you mean some
serious making out?

You look like you're about to burst.

So, what is it?

You remember that freighter
I told you about?

Yeah, something
about bucketing around

the Mediterranean Ocean
or something.

Yeah, it's a sea,
and it's the Adriatic.

Amy.

It's the Greek Islands. It's Sicily,
North Africa. And it's all set.

You and me. I talked to the captain.
He needs a cook.

He'll sign us both up.

Mac, you signed me up?

- You bet.
- Oh, honey, that's crazy.

Yeah, it is.
Come on, we talked about this.

- Traveling.
- Yeah, talk.

And what about your degree?

I mean, Mac,
ten miles down that coastline

they're building a nuclear
processing plant.

They're gonna need people
with science degrees.

Mac, we could have
a real future there...

...together.

Amy, I took physics
because it was interesting

and it excited me,
not to buy myself a job.

Amy, come on,
there's a world out there!

Let's go look at it!

Be something different.

I don't want to be different.

I want a life I can count on.

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Counting on us, together.

Not some executive recruiter
or a pension plan.

Mac, I can't.
I mean, I never really thought

that you meant
something this crazy.

Crazy?

Finding out who I am?

Well, maybe...

Maybe you ought to go.

Just like that?

I don't know.

Amy!

MacGyver?

It's Tim. Tim Wexler?

Tim.
It's been a while, huh?

Yeah.

The police called the plant.
They told us...

...about Amy.

- Were you here when this happened?
- All of it.

Her car just blew up?

- I don't think it just blew up, Tim.
- Well, what then?

Well, Mr MacGyver said
Amy called him last night

and said she thought
somebody was trying to kill her.

Well, then this wasn't an accident?

Well, my lab people tell me
the evidence shows

it might have been a gas leak.
Tailpipe got too hot,

she stopped here, and...

Damn shame.

The Lord knows
she had enough trouble.

- What troubles?
- Well, her daddy and mama

got killed in a plane crash
about a year ago,

and then just last night
her boss got killed

when his car went out of control.

Jerry Hillman?

The general manager
at the plant.

State police found his car.

He ran right into the
old bridge at South Fork.

Knew them both.

I tell you, sometimes this job
is just plain god-awful.

Yeah, I can imagine.

Listen, chief.

Would you mind having your boys
at the lab take a close look

at this piece
of gas tank I found?

Sure. What do you have in mind?

Well, if the tank caught on fire,
it would've blown out.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Well, look at that little hole there.

It's blown in.

And I'll bet the boys at the
lab will be able to tell you

that white residue
there is magnesium oxide.

Magnesium oxide.
You mean that stuff they--

You mean, that's the explosive bullet,
like a mag point?

- Yeah, I don't have any better answer.
- If you're right,

we're sure gonna start
looking for one.

I'd appreciate it.

Her folks are gone, right?

What about Aunt Min?

Or Toby Jenson?

Someone she may have been
close to that she talked to?

Well, Min moved
over five years ago.

And I haven't seen
Toby in a good year.

But what about
Amy's roommate, Bonnie?

Oh, yeah,
we tried to contact her.

She took Friday off.

Probably went away for a
long weekend somewhere.

I don't think she
knows about this.

She probably won't make
it back for the funeral.

- When is that?
- It's tomorrow morning at 10:00.

It's a coroner's case.

You don't have to go.

Yes, sir, I do.

And so today
we are to consecrate

the memory of Amy Diane Austin,

whose untimely, tragic death

ended a joyous
and loving young life.

We all knew Amy
and cherished her.

We all mourn the passing
of a young and beautiful woman,

a life ended too soon.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The body returneth to the earth,

and the eternal spirit unto God,
who gave it.

Amen.

Amen.

- Mac. Don't turn.
- Amy!

Just drive to my dad's
old place, okay? Please.

Oh, thank God.
Thank God you're here.

My God, Amy.
I arrive here yesterday

in time to see you die and just
ten minutes ago saw you buried.

I know it's a shock to you, but--

That's one way of putting it.

I mean, here you are.
You're talking, breathing.

Mac, I had no choice.

I believe you, Amy,
but somebody died in your car.

Who was that girl?

Bonnie, Mac.

It was my roommate Bonnie.

She was supposed to come pick
you up because I was too scared.

And she was killed.

She was killed because
somebody thought she was me.

And you let them bury her
with everyone believing it was you?

Do you have any idea
what it did to me

watching them lower
your coffin into a grave?

What it did to everyone at that funeral
who loved and cared about you?

You don't think I thought
about that or about Bonnie?

I haven't slept in 36 hours.

Mac, I don't know what to do.

- All right, I'm sorry.
- Oh, Mac.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

All right, tell me what's going on.

Slowly.

Okay.

I'm director of research
at the nuclear processing plant now.

Three days ago,
I found that somebody

had messed with the records to cover
up the theft of enough uranium

to build a nuclear bomb, Mac.

A nuclear bomb.

Who else have you told this to?

My boss.

The two of us searched the plant
from top to bottom. Nothing.

I think we better go inside.
Come on.

Your boss, Jerry Hillman?

I see you heard about
his so-called accident.

Jerry took a copy of my records,

and he took off to catch
a plane for Washington.

He made it two miles
outside of town, Mac.

That's when you called me?

Someone was after me. I mean,
that's why I sent Bonnie to meet you.

Mac, I never dreamt
somebody would kill her

because they thought she was me.

All right, all right, all right.

Come on, I think we could both
use a cup of coffee, don't you?

Sounds good.

- Tim, you want some coffee?
- No, thanks.

"Most Likely to Succeed"?

Boy, you sure had
them fooled, huh, Tim?

Yeah. Ever wonder why we hang on
to these yearbooks?

Oh, my wife and I pulled
ours out last week.

It's just kicks, that's all.

Yeah.

A chance to remember those
bright hopes for the future, huh?

How we were gonna
get to be somebody,

do something really worthwhile.

Westport Nuclear.
Tim Wexler.

No, nothing.

What?

Well, when did that come out?

My God.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks.

What is it?

Tim?

Coroner's office just
made their findings public.

Amy Austin isn't the girl
that burned up in that car.

Here. Drink.

- Mac, I can't.
- Drink.

Better?

I'm sorry. Look, have you got
a handkerchief or something?

Yeah.
Yeah, I think so.

You always carried
a pocketful of junk.

- Yeah.
- And you always fixed everything.

I'm sorry.

I'm okay now.

Honest?

Honest.

How long has it been
since we were together?

A lot of time.

Not much else.

Christmas card now and again.

And one red rose
from you every birthday.

Well, you used to like
that kind of stuff.

I still do.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hm.

I still remember how you taste.

Thank you, Mac.

Thank you for coming.

Everyone I could possibly turn to is...

They're already dead.

I'm here, Amy.

And we'll get to the bottom of it.

All the way.

This audit report you hid,

does it show theft
over a period of time?

Yeah, little by little.

They must have hidden it away.

Well, it must be somebody
from the plant then.

Or an inspector or a supplier.

I mean, lots of people had access.

Well, it's probably a group then.

We are talking
about big bucks here.

It sure adds up.

- The question is, what do I do?
- We get your report.

Then we tell the world.
We'll get them to listen.

Mac, it's Sunday,
there's hardly anyone even there.

Security's there.

Phones are there.

Yeah.

You really think it's possible
the uranium"s still at the plant?

Well, it's the only reason
I can come up with for two killings.

How about you?

I'm right out of explanations, Mac.

Right now I'm just
barely hanging on.

You always were
pretty good at that.

I let go too easily once.

Shall we?

So where'd you hide it?

The last place anybody
would look. The disposal chamber.

They only backwash
the reactors once a week.

I figured it'd be safe till then.

Last place I'd wanna be in.

Hey, nice. Love what you've
done with the place.

It's a beauty.

It does the job.

Look, trust me, MacGyver,

if we were in here when
this valve cranks open,

we'd be fried to a crisp.

Five thousand gallons
of radioactive slush

comes pouring in here
to be decontaminated.

Slush? Not the time to be in here.

What do you say
we get the report?

Right.

Well, all there.

Then it's all downhill from here?

Oh, God, Mac!

Damn.

What's the set-up on this door?

An electronic time lock.

But, Mac, once it's been set, it can't
be opened for 60 minutes minimum.

Mac, it's been activated!

Excuse me, Amy,

how soon before that sludge
comes racing out of there?

It's already started.
I can feel the heat.

And how hot is it
gonna get in here?

Mac, before it reaches this room,
it will get too hot for us to breathe.

Oh, wonderful.

And how long
before that happens?

About ten minutes.

Great.

Well, I'll tell you,

I sure don't feel like sitting
around and being chewed up

by your radioactive garbage
disposal, that's for sure.

Our only hope is Control.

I mean, if they look at the board and
see the chamber door indicators,

Mac, they're gonna
know something's wrong.

It's Sunday.
Don't you think that's asking a lot?

Parsons hits a ball into...

Parsons hits
a double to center field,

and here comes Jacamazzi.
He's safe!

I got your 5 bucks, Tim.

- I got it.
- We'll see.

There's a little action in the bullpen.

What about climbing
up through the valve opening?

- Where does that go?
- Straight to the core.

Forget it.

Oh, come on.
Think, Amy, think.

All right, wait a minute.
Bottom line,

the only way out of here
is through that door.

Mac, we've already
been through that.

- Time-locked, right?
- Time-locked, pick-proof.

Electric time clock?

With 59 minutes to go.
Mac, we've got nine.

Unless we do
some time traveling.

Meaning?

Electric time clock measures time
with an oscillating quartz crystal.

So if we can hit it
with a hot electrical surge...

But wouldn't
that just burn it out?

Well, that'd be
the end result, yeah.

The immediate result will be to set
up a violent secondary vibration.

- Which would speed up the clock.
- It should.

Oh, I don't know, Mac,
I think they ought to just run you

for president or something.

No, thanks.

I'd rather have this problem than his.

All right, watch yourself.

--bottom
of the 11th, the score is still tied 2-2.

Hey, Tim, what's happening
with the disposal chamber?

Well, this is strange.

The manual override's activated.

I can't shut it down from here.

Shut it, quick!

Mac!

Amy!

I just heard on the phone that...

What are you...?

I mean, who's in the...?

- Well, what's going on here?
- Tim. Tim.

It's a long story.

It's just nice to know
we have time to tell it.

- Let's go.
- Come on.

Well, I still think
you're suiting up for nothing.

Well, maybe, but I'm
convinced the uranium is still here.

This kind of stuff just doesn't
happen in Westport Beach.

Read the report, Tim.
It's happening.

That door didn't close
on us by accident.

So, what do we do?

You call the Nuclear
Regulatory Commission.

Get them down here
along with the police.

We'll try
and find that missing uranium.

It should make a heck
of a press release, eh?

Just like our college days, huh?

Never a dull moment
with MacGyver.

He does a lot of that.

Thinking about the past...

...like me.

Mac, this film badge
reacts to radiation.

If you're near anything hot,
it starts to turn black.

And when it's all black,

they give you a new one?

When it's all black,

they give you a coffin.

Oh.

Good.

I don't know what you
expect to find in here, Mac.

Jerry and I check every
container against the records.

There aren't any extras.

Well, this is the only place
high-grade could be kept, right?

Of course. The alarm system
would explode

if any high-level
radioactive material

got anywhere but here
or the reactor itself.

Well...

...if I was gonna
hide high-grade uranium,

I'd put it in with a bunch
of other high-grade,

So you couldn't sort out
the readings.

Maybe you guys
just overlooked one.

Mac, that's filled with concrete.
We use it as a signpost.

I'd be willing to bet this is
filled with a lot more than just concrete.

Take a listen.

You were right, Mac.

So far, so good.

All right, now we have
some evidence.

Step two is finding
out who put it there.

Hi, Tim.

You don't look
very surprised, Mac.

No.

More disappointed than anything.

But it all adds up, I guess.

Had to be somebody
with run of the plant.

Somebody who knew how
to handle radioactive material.

Tim, I can't believe this.
We grew up together.

And you tried to kill me?

- And you killed Bonnie.
- I never killed anybody.

I never expected anybody to die.

I didn't want this to happen.

Put the gun down, Tim.

No.

No, it's too late for that now.

I... I have to lock you up.
Both of you.

I don't think either one of us
wants to be locked up right now.

There's too much at stake.

I can't help that.

I'm in too deep now to get out.

Come on, Amy.

I'll shoot.

I mean it, Mac.

No, I don't think so.

Tim, I don't know how you
got involved in all this,

but somewhere along
the line, you had to decide

whether you were gonna
be a killer or not.

You're gonna have
to live with that decision.

MacGyver!

I'm warning you!

MacGyver, stop!

Mac, just how well do
you read people?

I'm taking the final exam
right now.

MacGyver, I'll shoot!

MacGyver!

Kyle, key the red line to Washington
and call the police. We've got--

Kyle?

Afraid he can't do that, Amy.

Well,

the other conspirator.
Or are there more?

Just the customers we're
gonna meet in Canada.

Thirty kilos bring in a pretty
hefty price, chief?

Fifty million dollars.

- That's if you deliver.
- Not if, when.

For God's sakes, Train,

you're selling enough weapons-grade
uranium to make a nuclear bomb.

What happens to it after
I deliver, it's no concern of mine.

- And you're not gonna care either.
- Train, no!

Listen, there's been
enough killing already.

We can tie them up.
Leave them behind.

If we let them live, our face
will be on the front desk

of every law enforcement
organization in the world.

No!

Pressure overload.

Pressure overload.
Relieve manually.

Mac, he shorted out
the monitor circuits.

The reactor's going out of control!

- What does that mean?
- Meltdown.

Oh, my God.

Tim, can we stop it?

I don't know.

The board's half wrecked.

When that reactor temperature
hits critical, we're--

You know a meltdown won't fry
just everybody here in the plant.

We're talking about the
contamination of half a state.

Cooling system failure.

Commence evacuation procedure.

It's heating up fast.

Procedure red.
Procedure red. Commence evacuation.

You've gotta get out of here.
There's nothing more I can do.

Tim, make a call
to the NRC first.

We might be able to get a couple
miles away before the reactor goes.

Just make the call and go.

And what about you?

Check me on this.

We've got a reactor
that's heating up fast.

- No coolant getting in, right?
- That's it.

In about 12 minutes,
it's gonna blow.

What about the high-pressure
injection system?

It's operative.

But there's nothing getting
into the reactor. There's a blockage.

Well, that's what I figured.

So if I can open it manually,
we're home free, right?

Mac, no, it will kill you!

No way.
I haven't paid my taxes yet.

Nuclear Processing Corporation,

Westport Beach Plant.

We have an incident.

I repeat, we have an incident.

A Marine sergeant once
started a charge by yelling at his men,

"Come on, you
wanna live forever?"

Now, I used to think that was
about the guttiest thing ever said.

But, of course,
the older you get,

the more nervous you get.

And I was getting.

We need to do a high-pressure
bleed and feed.

We get the coolant pressure up,

and if MacGyver could
unblock that reactor feed,

she should cool down.

I had the theory,
but I'm a long way out of practice.

Pressure's coming up.
Time's running out.

It's on automatic.

It just needs flow regulation.

I can handle this.

But I need you.

You know...

...chances are we--
We might not make it.

Look, it's worth trying.

See you around.

You can't run forever, MacGyver.

Train, are you crazy?

We've got a runaway reactor
to worry about here.

That's what I'm trying
to help you with.

Stop all that worrying.

Isn't 30 kilos of nuclear explosive
enough for you?

My God, it's enough
to level a whole city,

enough to kill a quarter
of a million people!

Nobody says that's
what they're gonna do with it!

Yeah, right!

Who are you trying to kid?
Besides yourself?

It's more money than you could
ever dream of. That's what counts.

And the meltdown...

...that will cover all the traces.

Oh, God.

What are you--?

- What are you looking at?
- Your badge. It's black.

Ed, you've been hit with a major
dose of radioactive material.

You're contaminated.

Put him
in washdown. That's all we can do.

Hurry up!
Get me to the shower!

Kyle, get out of here.

There's nothing you can do now.

What about you?

It's too late for me.

Way too late.

Okay, but...

I'm going with you. Look, Mac,
there's washdown water up there,

and you are gonna
need it to survive.

What about
the high-pressure injection system?

It's online.
Tim's standing by in the control room.

Looks like you passed
that final exam, Mac.

- Yeah, so did Tim.
- I know.

Is something wrong?

Yeah. I hate heights.

Oh, I forgot that.

And I thought
you remembered everything.

Amy, give me some water.

Is it moving?

It's stuck.

Damn!

Oh, no.

You'll never get it
off without that wrench.

Amy, give me Train's gun.

Please.

Come on.

More water, Amy.

I hate heights,
and I despise guns.

So how the hell did
I get myself up here?

Please.

All right, Mac.

Hot damn,
there she blows!

First time in my life I've ever been
happy to have my hands on a gun!

- Yeah!
- We did it!

- Oh, Mac, you did it.
- Yeah.

A lot of strong
memories you've stirred up

here in Westport Beach,
Mr. MacGyver.

Well,
you've kind of conjured a couple

that I'll be taking home myself,

Miss Austin.

And I'll be hanging onto
them for quite some time.

You know, sometimes
I wish we could find a way

back to that crossroad, Mac.

Yeah?

What do you think we'd find?

Maybe just what we have.

Our friendship.

Did you ever wonder how we kept
hold of that through everything?

Well, that's easy.

That's how we started.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Take a look at what
our eye in the sky has to say.

- What are they calling her?
- Henry.

Two hundred miles across, and
we're headed right down his throat.

I think our passengers might object.
Not exactly vacation weather.

Make a course adjustment and see if
we can skirt Henry's west perimeter.

Bridge. Right away.
Patch him through.

It's the home office for you, captain.

Captain Howard, aboard
The Victoria to Control, over.

I'll check it out personally.
This is The Victoria.

- What is it?
- Bomb threat.

Take over the bridge.

Notify Henshaw and
Neilson to meet me

- at the weather fax compartment.
- Yes, sir.

What was that?

Get me Engineering.
Scott, give me a damage--

It sure is great
to start off a sunny day

thinking about the people
you like most.

My pal, Suzanne, for instance.

She's my landlady,
the building maintenance person,

and the only human being who's
figured out how to keep me organized.

So how do I repay her?

A 21st-century breakfast,
of course.

I wonder how she likes her eggs.

Okay, Suzanne, this is the future.
Or part of it anyway.

I think I'll hang loose here in the past.
It might be safer.

The first thing we have to do
is get the fridge open.

- There it goes.
- That's a start. Next?

Now we put Roboter
to work.

- Isn't she great?
- Let's not go to great.

After all, I did just meet her.

Let me guess.
You like them scrambled.

Just watch.
Right to the pot.

Right to the pot, Mac?

Oh!

Love that modern technology.

It needs a couple adjustments,
I guess.

I guess. Not safe
in the past here either.

Incredible timing.

Whoever you are,
I owe an incredible debt of...

- MacGyver?
- ...gratitude.

- Good, I'll take it right now.
- Peter?

- On second thought--
- Now, hold it.

Mac, I've got a job for you.

Pete, I'm on the verge
of a great discovery.

Sure, you are.

The world's just waiting to find out
about shoe polish egg foo yung.

What was that?

It's my cranky maintenance lady
being her usual self, cranky.

Mac, I need your help.

Last time you said that to me,

I ended up in Washington wearing
a pinstripe suit and a necktie.

Yeah, well, that was a show-and-tell.
This is for real. It's important.

How important?

Well, a cruise ship
in the North Pacific

with 1100 passengers
and a bomb threat.

From some clown
calling himself Viking. How's that?

You make it kind of tough
for a guy to say no.

Team briefing at my place.

I think I'll have at least
one pleasant surprise for you.

Get here as fast
as possible, will you?

See you then.

I have this contract
with Pete Thornton's outfit

that says I take only
those jobs I wanna take.

Now, you'd think I'd say no
once in a while,

especially when Pete
wants to put me

in the middle of the ocean
to babysit a bomb.

But no.

Somehow he always seems to
come up with a convincing argument.

And then he holds out a carrot
like this special surprise.

Charlie?

Charlie Robinson?

- MacGyver?
- Is that you?

- I don't believe it.
- Charlie.

- Good to see you. How you been?
- Good, good. Real good.

- How's Shirley?
- Well, lately, Mac,

Shirley's been a little bit
under the weather.

Darn near every morning.

You're kidding.

- That's terrific. Congratulations, pop.
- Hey, thanks a lot, Mac.

You know, we've been trying
a long time, and it finally happened.

That's terrific.
What are you doing here?

Well, what is it you always say,
"Too big to talk about."

You haven't been talking to a guy
named Peter Thornton, have you?

You got called up for this one too?
This is great. This is great.

Charlie, you get back in your car
and you go back home.

This one's gonna bail
your old dad out.

You know, Uncle Sam found me
in that computer-expert file of his,

and put 25,000 on the counter.

Look, Charlie,
this isn't you and me in Nam.

And there wasn't a Shirley or
a little one on the way back then either.

Yeah, I know. I know.
And there wasn't a supply company

and a home mortgage looking
bankruptcy square in the face.

Ah-ah-ah-ah.

Nothing more to say.
I'm in. Come on.

You got a screw loose,
you know that?

So? What else is new?

Suspects. Fifty to start.
More to run down.

Any priority you want set up?

I recruited you to do a job
on this, Mike. It's yours.

- The best way you see getting it done.
- That's all I need to hear.

Carlysle, let's get an epic linkup with
central, east and southwest regions.

And I want a profile on these guys.
M.O.'s smoking the wires.

Doggone it, Pete. Charlie's got
no business taking this gig.

You're Peter Thornton.
Charlie Robinson.

And ignore him.

He has this irrepressible
paternal instinct toward me.

Mac, what is it?
You guys were in Nam together.

You were a bomb-diffusing team,
right?

Only the best.

Okay, coordination and control
come from here.

We've got direct communications
with The Victoria.

They've got a search going
for the bomb right now.

What's the threat assessment?

Well, there was a warning bomb
that wiped out the weather room,

and killed the captain. Come here.

There is a storm front moving in
that makes it impossible

- to put the passengers into lifeboats.
- What about sea or air rescue?

No way. There are no ships
or air rescue units close enough

to get to The Victoria
before she's into the typhoon zone.

So how do we get there,
take a bus?

No, you take a jet to Midway,

and a Huey chopper
the rest of the way to the ship.

Pete, given any consideration
to tracking down this bomber?

Oh, we're on that, with an expert.
Mike Donahue.

- We can't figure it out.
- Donahue?

There was a Donahue that ran
the 227 bomb squad out of Da Nang.

Couple of years before our time.

Well, that's him. Medical discharge
and back in the police department.

He runs one of the best
bomb investigation units in the country.

- Mike.
- They've located the bomb.

Near The Victoria's engine room.

Disguised as an electrical cabinet,
2 feet across, 3 feet in height,

below the water line.

Threat assessment verified, eh?

You're the guys that get
to find out how it ticks?

MacGyver, Robinson.
Mike Donahue.

Heard a lot about you.

- Only the best.
- Thank you.

That's what the man said
about you guys.

The question is
how good is this Viking?

Patch from shipping headquarters
coming through. Viking's on the line.

Put it on the PA. Start a trace.

Good morning. This is Viking.

You will be interested to know
that I am aware

that Mr. Thornton is listening in
from his headquarters.

In fact, I know all about
your efforts, Mr. Thornton,

and the experts
you have recruited to stop me.

Donahue.

How's the leg, Donahue?
The one you lost in Vietnam?

Robinson...

...congratulations
on the upcoming baby.

And of course, your ex-partner,
the inventive Mr. MacGyver.

- Hey, Pete, nice security.
- Good staffing job, Mr. Thornton.

- Mac, I don't want to hear it.
- But still a waste of time.

The bomb is set to go off
at 6:30 p.m. your time,

ten and one-half hours from now.

The way to stop the bomb is to put
together $6 million and deliver it...

The switching station at Proctor puts
the call somewhere in Westwood.

Notify all field units.

Please, don't disappoint me.

Damn.

Six-thirty. It's a five-hour flight
to Midway,

another two and a half hours
on the chopper.

That gives us about three hours to
work on the bomb once we get there.

This is Whiskey Sierra Bravo
to Midway Tower.

Requesting confirmation on a
standby chopper for bomb team.

Midway Tower. We copy,
Whiskey Sierra Bravo.

Proceed directly to helipad
for immediate liftoff.

The tools of our old trade.
Boy, these bring back a few memories.

Yeah, like the time you hocked them
for a night out in Saigon.

Only the essentials, MacGyver.
And if I remember right,

you had one of your most memorable
evenings in the French Quarter.

Oui, monsieur.

Victoria is dead ahead.

We'll have to cable you down.
Then I'm out of here.

No telling when that storm will roll in.

Let's start with your bag of bomb tools.
It'll help me line up on wind direction.

I want you to cordon this area off
and keep the passengers way back.

Yes, ma'am.

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.
Could you clear this area, please?

Okay, boys, I've got
cable control in the cockpit. Let her go.

Bob, we got a winch
malfunction.

I can't override, Mac.

Mac, we're gonna lose
our tools!

Correction, Charlie.
They're already gone.

They lost their cable.
They'll never make it.

They have to.

Mac, that bomb's
not waiting for anybody.

A little more than three hours.
That's all we have left.

Where you going?

We can't just sit up here
and look like a bunch of dummies.

What do you say we work out a way

to turn this cargo net
into something useful?

- Like a rappelling line?
- Yeah, something like that.

Mac, you're a wonder,
a true wonder.

Just survival, Charlie.

Hand me that karabiner, will you?

Listen, you can still go back
to Midway on the chopper.

And miss a ride like this?

I think not.

Hang on to that for me,
will you, Bob?

Pick a number
between one and ten. Quick.

- Seven.
- Close, but wrong. I go first.

Hold her steady, Bob.
We wanna keep him dry.

I'll vote for that. Give me
the count when ready.

Hooking up.

He's on the rail. Stand by.

Bomb's away, Charlie.

Go, Mac!

Contact Control.

- Tell them they're on board.
- Right.

I'm Carole Tanner,
acting captain of The Victoria.

Captain, name's MacGyver.
This is Charlie Robinson.

- Captain.
- The red cargo bag. Was it important?

Well, that kind of depends
on the bomb, ma'am.

- Can we get to it?
- Engine room. Follow me.

Captain, what have you
told the passengers?

As little as possible.

How long you planning
on keeping the passengers

in the dark about all this?

We're trying to steer
around a typhoon,

which prohibits any thought
of using lifeboats.

And there's a bomb on board.

What do you suggest I do,
Mr. MacGyver, create panic?

Well, if it was me,
I'd be awfully curious,

especially with Charlie and me
coming on board

a couple hours
after that first bomb went off.

Well, tell me, Mr. MacGyver,

would you want to know
that a very good possibility exists

that you could die a violent death
sometime during the next three hours?

Yes, ma'am, I would.

That's it.

We're convinced it was placed
during dry dock last month.

It wasn't really seen
until we started looking for it.

Looks just like it belongs here.

- Until you pull this door--
- Don't touch that!

It's okay.

Our electrical engineer saw it
was the bomb after he opened it.

We've touched nothing else.

You believe this?

This guy is no amateur.

Oh, just look at
those bomb triggers, Mac.

Uh-huh. Mechanical,
electrical, chemical.

Get through one,
you got another.

Pray that we take them
out in the right sequence.

Here. The connection to Mr. Thornton
in Los Angeles is ready.

Pete? Yo, Pete?

Yeah? Mac? I can hear you.
How's it look?

Well, this one looks like
it's gonna be a maze of triggers

before we get to the real thing.

Mike, are you hooked up
to the NCIC bomb file?

Right. Just call out the trigger M.O.'s,
we'll track them.

- That's a good idea, Mac.
- I just hope it pays off.

Now, this first one I'm looking at
we ran across a whole bunch in Nam.

- Yeah, the Ling Chow bomber.
- Oh, boy.

Well, I know his technology.

You're looking at some kind of
chemical detonator.

Yeah, powder in a dish.

Um... Sodium? It could be sodium?

Well, it could be, but I don't see
any source of water to set it off.

It's sitting below a heat-sensitive
thermocouple, little blue light on it.

Boy, dishful of some kind of powdered
chemical. Jeez, it could be anything.

Well, it's a start. Okay, guys, one list of
Ling Chow bomber types coming up.

Well, partner...

...who scrubs and who assists?
Pick a number.

- Captain? Ma'am?
- Oh, yes, Mr. Atkins.

We found another bomb.
D deck, compartment six.

Where exactly is this D deck?

Okay, we're here,
below the water line,

and that's D deck,
compartment six.

Opposite ends of the ship. Could
be synched to go off at the same time.

And counting down
from three hours, six minutes.

Well, partner,
looks like we both scrub.

How can I help?

Just hold a steady course
and think positive thoughts.

I'll do that. As soon as
I've had a talk with the passengers.

Well, it's just you
and me now.

Now hear this.

This is the captain speaking with an
important message for all passengers.

The explosion that killed
Captain Howard six hours ago

was the beginning
of a grotesque threat

made upon all of us
aboard The Victoria.

That's it.

Good luck.

- Mac, can you read me?
- Yeah. Loud and clear.

Viking must have had
a field day in dry dock.

Is your bomb built into
a phony electrical panel like this one?

Yep. All the triggers are
behind a sealed glass cover.

I've got an exact copy
of yours up here.

There's stuff around the edge.

Looks like some kind of booby trap.

Plastic explosive, maybe?

No, I'd say it's some kind
of a silicon base.

Probably a sealer of some kind.

Well, whatever.
We've gotta get inside.

We're counting down fast.

Well, don't push it, Charlie.
We don't wanna rush things here.

I got a hunch that's exactly
what Viking wants us to do.

This is Viking.

I assume you've found
the second bomb by now

and have gathered the $6 million.
So listen closely.

You must realize that you
do not have either the time

or intelligence to stop my bombs.

Only I can stop them, provided
you do exactly what I tell you.

If my instructions
are not carried out precisely,

you will not hear from me again

and you will not learn
how to disarm the bombs.

You will put the money
in a briefcase,

and place it in locker number 324
at the downtown bus depot.

And, gentlemen, it will be both futile
and dangerous to try to locate me.

- Carlysle?
- No trace.

He knows exactly what he's doing.

MacGyver, Robinson,
we've got a dead end on the trace.

No Ling Chow suspects. I'm gonna
go ahead with the money drop.

- You hear that?
- Yep.

But suppose Viking doesn't
live up to his end of the bargain?

Well, what do
you suggest?

I'm suggesting maybe
he won't tell us how to turn this off.

So we can't sit around and wait.

- Pick a number, Mac.
- No, no, no, no.

We've played that game already.

I guess that means
it's my turn to go first then.

You just follow
in my footsteps, partner.

All right.

But, Charlie,
remember the routine in Nam.

By the numbers, slow and easy,
and we'll live forever.

By the numbers.

Call it out, Charlie.
What's your benchmark?

All right,
take it down this way.

I'm gonna probe the gasket that runs
around the outside of the bomb casing.

The one you think is a silicon base.

I'm using a dental probe
from the ship's doctor.

It's a number three.

I'm sealing the entry
with petroleum jelly.

I'm penetrating the seal.

The chemical in that dish could be
any one of a number of things.

I just need to touch it.
One test sample. Then we'll know.

If I could just reach that dish.

I'm getting there.
I'm getting there, Mac.

Hey, easy, easy, Charlie.

It's a vacuum, Mac! It's a vacuum!

- You've gotta fill--
- Charlie!

Charlie.

All right, damage control
has the area isolated and secure.

The affected compartment
is shut tight and holding.

Now, I want lifeboats ready
and a lifeboat drill scheduled.

- The passengers will be briefed then.
- Right.

Are you okay?

You know, Charlie and I busted
51 bombs together in Vietnam.

My God.

Charlie used to put a little scratch
on the wall above our bunks

every time we'd get back
from doing one.

We used to tell anyone
who would listen

that we were going for the record.

The day we shipped out,
he counted them. Fifty-one.

Then he laughed. Just laughed.

I'm sorry.

If we get out of this one,

it's because Charlie found out number
52 in the split second before he died.

- I don't understand it.
- He yelled "vacuum."

That whole bomb is in a vacuum.

The chemical is phosphorus,
triggered to explode when air hits it.

The phosphorus flashed,

tripped a thermocouple,
and that was that.

But if the bomb is built
inside a vacuum,

then there's no way you can take that
glass face off without air getting in.

Unless I fill that vacuum
with something else.

- Like?
- You got any neon signs on board?

The search party found another one.
In the auxiliary power room.

- You got two neon signs?
- This is becoming insane.

- How many more can there be?
- Well, we're sure of the two,

and there's no reason to believe
they're not in sequence,

so we're gonna have to
disarm them simultaneously.

I can't be in two places
at once, so I'll need a new partner.

- Any likely candidates on board?
- Me.

- I'll do it.
- Carole-- I mean, captain.

The whole ship is your responsibility.

If those bombs go off,
there will be no ship to command.

In any case, Mr. Atkins,
you are fully competent to handle her.

- Can we get started?
- Yes, ma'am.

MacGyver, any objections?

As long as you don't mind taking
orders instead of giving them, captain.

I always bow to experts.

And I think we can find a couple
of neon lights in the lounge.

I'd say we're in
pretty good hands, Mr. Atkins.

Yes, sir.

So we put the ransom money
in locker 324...

...and then we pull the key.
How's our Viking man take delivery?

He's probably
already made himself a duplicate.

All right, let's go.

- Hey. How about my carrying that?
- Why?

I never lifted 6 million bucks before.
It would be a cheap thrill.

I'll carry it. You keep thinking
about it. Out here.

Oh, come on. Why?

Why? Donahue has a dozen cops
covering this place--

- Donahue's inside.
- Yeah?

I'll be inside. We need one
of our men out here as a backup.

And you're the lucky winner.

Com check.

Guess who.

Heads up inside, Donahue.
The money's coming in.

This is the last call for Interstate service

to San Francisco, Reno
and Salt Lake City.

Boarding at gate three.

I'm going out to the car. I'll call in
and check on that M.O. follow-up.

Right.

Boy, there's less than an hour to go.
Something has to give.

Yeah. I'm just afraid
of what that something is.

All right, let's stay alert, people.

All right, captain, what we're gonna
do here is make a little fair exchange.

What do you say we replace
the vacuum with a little neon gas.

But I gotta admit, I was
a little surprised to see you

in charge of this whole ship.

No more than I, MacGyver.

Everything happened
kind of fast around here.

Just give me directions.

First step:

Take the sharpening stone
we got out of the bar

and score a little piece of the neon
right at the very end.

Here we go.

Now...

...before you break the tube,
make sure you got the cork handy

to plug it so the gas doesn't escape.

One step at a time, right?

Right. I'm almost through.

All right. Now break the tube
and plug it fast, like I just did.

Okay.

Done. I don't believe it.

Now we're gonna work the tube
through the sealer.

And when I pull the cork, hopefully
I'll get a momentary suction in.

That ought to give us enough time
to get the phosphorus out of there.

You with me, captain?

Under the circumstances, MacGyver,
why don't you call me Carole?

Okay, Carole.

Nice and slow.

I'll go first.

I'm working the silicon sealer now.

The glass tube is maintaining
an airtight penetration.

Easy. Real easy.

Just about through.

This is the tricky part.

Okay, I'm in.

Now I can pop the cork
against the edge of the dish.

Cork's out. Neon gas exchange
has given me the vacuum.

It's working.

It's extracting the phosphorus
from the dish.

I have an environmental exchange
in the bomb cavity.

The dish is empty.

Removing the tube,
dumping the phosphorus.

Okay, Carole. It's your turn.

Now, work the tube
through slowly.

Keep moving it forward until you
get through the silicon sealer.

I'm petrified, Mac.

Hey, come on.
Who's better than us? You can do it.

I'm about to break through
the inner seal.

Okay, Mac, I'm through.

Good. Now go to
the dish and pop the cork.

Got it. I'm in the dish.
It's sucking up the chemicals, Mac.

I think it's gonna work.
I'm gonna make it. I know I am.

Come on, come on.

Almost there.

Okay, got it.

Well, that's one small step for local
Mankind, and still a mile to go.

That thermocouple is German-made.
Boltex.

If you guys want to check it out
in the bomber file,

we'll get on to this blue cauldron
on top of the bomb.

- You've got less than an hour now.
- Yeah, tell me about it.

- You guys any closer to this Viking?
- Not an inch.

Stay with them.

Mr. Thornton, this is Viking.
Despite your efforts to ensnare me

at the bus station, I have the money.

But you have dealt in bad faith,
so I have decided not to give you

the bomb-disarming instructions.

Goodbye, Mr. Thornton.

That's it.

Control to field operations, come in.

Control, this is Carlysle. Go ahead.

But we haven't taken our eyes off it.

Harrison, get this place locked down.

There's a rumor the $6 million's
already gone.

I'm on it.

What is it?

Thornton says that Viking's
got the money.

The money's gone.

He went in through here.
There's a utility room

in the back of the station, you know?

So nobody saw him, huh?

No, no, no. He had this thing
set up from square one.

He had a false back, hidden panel.

It was a nice, neat job, huh?

There's a false back on the locker.
Goes into the back room.

Viking must have had the money
two minutes after we put it in there.

He is smart.

He's too damn smart.

Mac?

I got some bad news. Real bad.

Viking somehow outmanoeuvered
us with the ransom.

He got it out of the locker
in the bus station.

We had it staked out,
but we didn't get him.

He just called, gloating about it.

But worse than that...

...he says that we broke faith
by trying to trap him,

So now he's really gonna punish us.

He's got the $6 million,

but he's not gonna tell us
how to deactivate the bombs.

He's gonna let everybody
on that ship die.

So the bottom line, Mac:

It's up to you now.

Okay. Here's where we find out
just how good Viking is.

This pipework in that blue cauldron
looked like our last trigger.

Can I tell you, I haven't
got the smallest hint

- of what I'm looking at here.
- Well, you're doing just great.

And you're not alone.

All right, now.

I'm touching the right-hand connection
at the circuit boards.

Read you.

- Mac, freeze it.
- What?

The computer says
the Ling Chow bomber

used an unstable electrolyte fluid
trigger on two sabotage attempts

in Cam Ranh Bay, 1973.

- What does that mean?
- The fluid carries a current.

Now our problem
is to neutralize it.

Donahue.

No, this doesn't ring any bells.

Are you sure?

You commanded the lead
sabotage control group

in Cam Ranh Bay, '71 to '73.

Well, yeah, but I didn't
ride them all personally.

This one...

All right.

Mac, hold on a second.
This could be an acid mixture.

That's what
I figured.

Breach the piping circuit,
and you release the acid.

And we'd release the acid
into this lateral wiring.

- Yeah. Probably create a short.
- I understand.

All right, Carole,
I've got an idea here.

But we're gonna need some things.
For both of us.

Name them.

Let's see. A pastry tube,
a container of liquid oven cleaner,

- and a pint of milk, please.
- Milk?

- Yeah, low-fat, if you got it.
- Mr. Atkins?

- Ma'am?
- You heard Mr. MacGyver.

Pastry tubes, oven cleaner,
low-fat milk. Move.

On the double. Aye, aye, captain.

MacGyver, milk?

Add a strong alkaline base
in an organic neutral,

- if it's an acid, we're in business.
- What if you're wrong?

Well, then it's back
to the old drawing board.

All right, Carole, this is
the best we have to work with.

Let's just think of it as one giant dose
of industrial-strength antacid.

First, the milk. About three-quarters
full should do it. You got that?

Yeah, I got it.

Now I'm gonna
top it off with the oven cleaner.

And you do the same.

And mix it up real good.

Okay, it's mixed.
Cap's going on.

Ready on this end, Mac.

All right, time check.
Nineteen minutes and 41 seconds.

And counting.

Now I'm gonna pry
up the lead-glass stopper seal

on top of the number one cylinder,
upper right quadrant.

Right.

Okay, Carole,
this is probably acid,

so just wait until I get
the stopper seals off.

There's the first one.

It's acid, all right. I can smell it.

Now, number two.

Okay, Carole, go ahead and remove
your number one stopper seal.

Mac, is anything happening
with your acid level?

It seems to be okay.

I removed number two.
You done?

Just about got it.

All right, Carole, I'm putting
the first dose of neutralizer

into the acid in cylinder number one.

Cylinder two.

There's a reaction starting.

All right, all four are treated.

How you doing?

Okay.

I am now removing
the final stopper seal.

Stopper seal's off.

Good job, captain.

Now inject our
milk-and-oven-cleaner mixture

- into the acid.
- Roger.

Am doing.

I have reactions.

All four cylinders
are cloudy.

Yeah, mine too.

Now we wait
and keep our thumbs crossed.

Bridge, this is the captain.
I want the compartment doors

dog shut on myself
and Mr. MacGyver.

Have Engineering brace them.

If the bombs blow, hopefully
we'll confine the explosion.

- Ma'am.
- Mr. Atkins,

- this is no time for conversation.
- Will do, captain.

What do you think, Donahue?

Seems like we're
on the right track.

Well, I am impressed.
You just may have licked it.

Didn't your boys do a postmortem
on this acid trigger in Nam?

Well, sure we did, but there
wasn't much left after she blew.

We ended up
with a lot of guesswork.

That's too bad.
I'd sure like to know if I'm right.

Well, we'll know
in about five minutes.

Hey, Pete, don't forget, you and I
have got a little golf match

as soon as this job is over.

Yeah, right. And I'm gonna spot you
a stroke a hole, buddy.

I'm gonna check in with HQ.
Keep monitoring.

Yeah, I will.

Mac? What's up?

- We clear?
- We're on a separate channel.

Come on. You never played a round
of golf in your entire misspent life.

- What's up?
- Listen, I got a notion here.

Can you check out that incident
at Cam Ranh Bay in '73?

Yeah, sure I can. What is it?

Well, this is a great
piece of booby-trap rigging.

And I mean good.

But anything this fine usually
has a personal signature to it.

It's not technology, it's art.

Art? MacGyver, it's a damn bomb.

You just lack artistic taste.

Just crosscheck them for me,
will you, Pete?

Phosphorus, thermocouple,
an acid trigger.

Who ran into them
in Nam?

Yeah, it could be anybody
on a decon team.

Yeah, but who was on each
of these? All of them?

You might be able to narrow it down
to a couple of names.

- Or maybe just one.
- Viking.

Okay, Mac, I'm on it.

- MacGyver?
- Yeah?

I can see a definite change
in the fluid. Is that what we want?

Absolutely. It's neutralizing.

- It's clear.
- Okay.

Okay, everybody,
last step coming up. Stand by.

I'm draining it now.

Mac, everything stopped.

Okay. We did it.

They did it.

MacGyver nailed that sucker.
Congratulations.

He sure did.

Listen, I gotta notify my people.
Stay on top of this, will you?

You got it.

- Mac?
- What is it, Pete?

We're back on the separate channel.

The computer ran your pattern.
Came up with one name.

- Want a guess?
- Try me.

Viking had to be familiar
with each of these trigger traps.

Especially the acid
in Cam Ranh Bay.

- Is that where Donahue lost his leg?
- Yeah.

If you knew, why did you bother
with the computer check?

Oh, it gave us proof.
All I had was a hunch.

Well, it nails Donahue.

- Pete, get back on the com line.
- Right.

Carole, get the panel off now.

We have to get to the bottom
of the bomb. It's reactivated.

Okay, Mac, I see what looks like
two fuses. A yellow and blue.

Yeah.

- One cuts the circuit and one fires it.
- Which?

- Donahue?
- Right here.

I'm stuck. I got less than a minute.
I need some help.

We've got all the pieces of Viking's
signature right here in the bomb.

Stop it, and we stop him.
Come on.

I've never made this kind of call
without Charlie. We'd team it.

Two heads. Both experts.

Help me, Donahue. Help me,
and we'll stop this guy.

What's your head and your gut say?
Yellow or blue?

Come on, Donahue.
You've been there.

You can make a judgment call.

There are 1,100 people
aboard this ship.

Blue.

Carole, hold it. In my
tracks, captain. I go first, just in case.

Pull the blue!

Thanks a lot, Donahue.
I'm pulling the yellow.

No!

Yellow, Carole. Yank it!

Viking.

Carole? How you doing?

I think I'll live.

Me too.

Get him out of my sight.

Your chopper will be here in an hour.
Do you have to go?

- Well--
- I can recommend the cruise.

Gourmet cuisine, sports and games,
dancing every night.

It's a great place to relax
if you've been under stress.

Well...

...do I get to sit
at the captain's table?

When you think about it,

I take on a lot of jobs
nobody else would want.

The question is,
why do I want them?

I find myself asking these questions
more and more.

And rationalizing answers with stuff
like flexible hours, nice scenery,

all-expense paid vacations in colorful
Eastern European luxury resorts.

But the bottom line is,
I like it.

I actually like getting into stuff
that makes the old adrenaline pump.

And I get to meet
some interesting people

who've made some interesting
career choices themselves.

Guten Abend.
Wie gehts?

MacGyver.

Kareem.

Skyhook.

Ja.

Fantastisch moves, that one.

Yeah, this one too.
As soon as you deliver.

Everything is inside.

Thank you. You've taken some risks.

So have you, my friend.

Oh, a drink?

How they say, one for the road?

No, thanks.
It's not that far, is it?

No, the border is only 12 kilometers.

Halt!

No, Herr MacGyver.
Do not move!

Drop the gun!

Esel! Ich bin ein Soviet officer.

Bitte?

Und wir muss gehen
zu dem Hause, bitte,

for es gehe eine Freunde
sind there in the appelsuss,

or in der Flugplatz.

Und sie ist meinen Frau.

- Schnell!
- Jawohl!

- Waiting for a bus?
- Bannister?

What the heck?

Where'd you come from?

New director
of operations sent me in. Backup.

- New director?
- Oh, you're gonna love him.

I can hardly wait.

We're now 90 percent home.

Just down this hill
and a couple of kilometers due west.

Brakes seem to be fading.

Correction, nonexistent!

Yeah, we're going to the border,
all right. In pieces.

Unless this emergency...

Nothing. I think we're out of fluid, Mac.

Sorry, pal.

Some backup, huh?

- No, no, no. There's gotta be a way.
- What are you talking about?

There's gotta be a way
to stop this thing.

- Without brakes? Oh, yeah.
- With brakes.

Come again?

- Pop the hood.
- What?

Just pop it.

What the hell are you doing?

Well, there's still gotta be some fluid
in the power steering, right?

Maybe I can pump it
into the brake cylinder.

Sure that'll work?

No.

- How far are we from the border?
- Bottom of the hill.

Three kilometers.

All right, pump the brake!

Pump the brakes!

Mac, my boy,

I think you did it.

We got brakes!

Piece of cake!

There you are.

Ever think about making a living
as a hood ornament?

So how's the wife?

She's fine.

Just fine.

Los Angeles, California

- Good morning, Mr. MacGyver.
- Fritz.

- Good trip?
- Yeah, it was kind of a rest cure.

I brought you something,
special delivery.

Lieber Gott!

There's a letter in there too for you.

- You-- You saw my sister?
- Yeah, she's fine, Fritz.

So are the kids.
You can tell by the pictures there.

But how?

Well, I was just passing
through East Berlin, and...

Mr. MacGyver...

...thank you.

Whoops.

Oh, hi, Mac.

Why don't I meet you
down the hall, huh?

No, no, you don't understand.
This is Ingrid.

Well, I certainly hope so.

Ingrid, this is MacGyver,
the fellow I was telling you about.

- He fixes brakes.
- How do you do, Mrs. Bannister?

Not well, if you intend to take him away
from me again.

I'm sorry about that, but...

Well, he's under contract.
I'm only part-time here.

We were barely home
from our honeymoon

and they took him away
for a whole month.

- Yeah, I remember.
- And now he's back,

I've hardly had time to say hello,

and already your new director's
asking for him again.

Listen, why don't I see
if I can stall him a bit?

What did I tell you about MacGyver?

Why don't you two get back
to what you were doing.

- Send him in.
- He's on his way, sir.

Well, I'll be dipped.

The new executive director.

Peter, congratulations! They couldn't
have made a better decision.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

On the other hand, maybe condolences
would be more appropriate.

- I heard they were waiting for you.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, you know, I made it.

Thanks to Craig Bannister, actually.
I owe you for that.

Well, I sent him
because I was sweating for you.

- Why?
- Sit down.

I didn't know this
until they gave me this job,

but we have lost four top agents
in the past seven weeks. Four.

Somebody out there knows exactly
what we're going to do before we do it.

- So--
- No.

- What?
- No.

- Mac, you'll be working with Bannister.
- I don't care. The answer's still no.

I just found myself a great new house
down on the beach,

and I'm in the middle of moving in.

Mac, nobody knows better than I do

that you have really earned
some serious R and R, but--

Boy, am I glad you said that.

Pete, you're gonna be the best
darned director this place ever had.

And as soon as I'm settled in,

I'm gonna have a barbeque
in your honor.

Mac, this is...

...important.

Mac, you gotta hear me out.

Will you just, for one single second,
stop and listen to what I'm saying?

Pete, got any use for an old truss?

Nice.

Listen, I thought we could rely on
each other. I thought we were friends.

Are friends, Pete.

Were friends.
Shall be evermore, after my vacation.

Let me spell it out to you.

V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N.

Yeah, but you're not on vacation,
are you? You're working.

Look at you.
You're working your tail off.

Getting ready to move
to some crummy seaside shack.

Shack?!

Pete, you have no taste. None.

Mac, for the love of heaven,
give me a break, will you?

This is serious!

Look, I've come up with a plan.

It's a little risky, but I think that we
can set a trap and catch this mole.

- Good traps have good bait.
- Well, we've got good bait.

A Russian defector
who worked in the GRU

and can ID most of the key
Russian agents by sight.

Well, there you go, Pete.
You don't need me.

Yeah, well, a defector
is still a defector.

What if ours turns out to be
a double agent? A plant?

Mac, I need someone I can trust
to stay on top of it.

You have got a whole file full of people
on salary who can do that.

Yes, and any one of them
could turn out to be the mole.

Mac, I need someone
that I know is clean.

Look, you're talking to a brand-new

and very nervous
director of operations.

We've lost four very good agents,

and a key piece
of our national security

is starting to look like
Swiss-damn-cheese.

- Now, come on.
- Mr. Thornton,

you're wasting your time and mine.

And I have no interest
to work with someone

who has to be begged
to do his duty.

Viktoria, I told you to wait.

I know what you told me,
and I am tired of waiting in the car.

This is your defector?

Right.

Viktoria Tomanova, meet MacGyver.

Mr. Thornton, you absolutely
cannot do this.

You're turning this woman
into a human target.

Mac, I don't have a choice.

I think that is my choice,
Mr. MacGyver, and I have made it.

My mother still would be
in Soviet gulag

if it hadn't been for a man
like Mr. Thornton.

I owe a debt, Mr. MacGyver,

and I intend to pay.

Pete. Excuse me, will you?

Now I've done things for you,
and I'm more than willing to do more,

but risking this woman's life
is not one of them.

This is useless to talk to this bolvan.
Let us go.

Okay.

All right.

But, Mac, could you do me
one small favor, then?

- What?
- There's a reception tomorrow.

- Oh, Pete--
- I know you don't like parties,

but this one is major.

It's an International Peace
Through Science Symposium,

and there's gonna be
a huge Soviet delegation there now.

Headquarters wants everyone
from our side to be present.

Could you just do that for me?

It's important.

I'll give it some thought.

You will?

Okay.

Thanks.

John Wayne would not
have been afraid.

Bolvan?

Welcome to the Peace
Through Science Symposium.

I do hope you enjoy yourself
this evening.

May I offer you some champagne?

- Thank you.
- You're quite welcome, sir.

Good evening.

- Good evening, Robert.
- Be right with you.

- Champagne, sir?
- Don't mind if I do.

Good clarity.

Nice legs.

Good bouquet.

Go with a nice fish.

You're losing weight, Robert.

What is it?

Thanks.

- No, no, I don't believe it.
- Oh, stop it. Don't say a word.

Will either of you please tell me
what is so amazing?

MacGyver. I mean, this man's idea
of black tie is a dirty shoelace.

Definitely not into formality.

The answer is simple: A woman.

No, the answer is
Pete put the arm on me.

It must have taken
a whole lot of drugs and torture.

- Will you stop it?
- Ignore him, MacGyver.

- You're beautiful.
- Thank you. I needed that.

So where is the boy anyway?

Well, he said he was gonna be
a little late.

Yeah.

He may be late, but he sure knows
how to make an entrance.

Well, well, well.

Why is everyone looking at me?

Well,

maybe because you're beautiful.

You're so gallant and nice.

- Who is she?
- Oh, society,

old money, that sort of thing,
you know.

I don't know how Pete finds them.

I'm ready.

Then let's circulate.

Mike, Barry. How you boys doing?

- What's this?
- Not word one.

It's rented. You company guys
are all alike.

Thanks for coming.

Oh, yes, ultra high-pitched sound.

It's used for cleaning jewels and coins.
Or the family silver.

Does everything in America
have to do with money?

Well, actually, it's also
being developed

for use in mining and excavation
without pollution or lung damage.

- I'm sorry.
- No, it's a fair question.

Did you finish packing,
Mr. MacGyver?

Actually, it defeated me completely.

You must learn not to be defeated
so easily, Mr. MacGyver.

And now, if you'll excuse us.

Who is it?

His name is Anton
Vissarionovich Lem.

- GRU. Special operations.
- Which means?

He kills people.

Lem, huh?

Here as part of a delegation
to a peace symposium.

Wonderful. Wonderful.

Maybe we should get you out of here.
What do you say, huh?

Please, keep your hands from me.

Pete, you wanna help me on this?

I think he's right,
if you don't mind, Viktoria.

I'm in no danger.
He doesn't know me.

I only know him from his file.
I was in Records.

Ladies and gentlemen,
may I have your attention, please.

Thank you.

My dear friends,

I welcome you this evening,

and may God bless you.

On behalf of the Committee for Peace
and Progress Through Technology...

Progress, but not perfection.

Let's see, on a more
serious note here...

In the hope that faith and science

can unite for peace,

let us take a moment
to bless this dream.

This dream that...

...must...

...unite this divided planet, and re--

Excuse me.

Remember, we are the animal
that dreams.

A dream which we all share,

which we must protect and defend.

Get her down!

- Take it easy.
- What are you doing?

Glasses...

Tony.

Jeff.

- Which must unite...
- What is it, drugs?

I don't know. Something hit him,
that's for sure. Reverend.

Everyone, listen, please.
We want you to clear the room,

but don't leave the building.
We may have some questions.

Reverend. You just tried
to kill someone. Why?

Animal that...

...drinks that must defend...

- ...and protect...
- That's it.

Someone told you to use the gun.
Who?

They-- They-- They told...

...me--

They. Who's they, Reverend?

What is it?

There's gotta
be a doctor here somewhere.

He's having a heart attack.
Let's go.

He's dead.

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Left inferior artery.

Rightio. Blockage
of left inferior artery as well.

Arterial embolism thereby indicated
as cause of cardiac arrest.

And away he went.

- You have to make jokes?
- What do you expect, a tap dance?

Who's your sensitive flower?

Ed, you've been down here too long.

Craig, there's no need for you
to watch this, you know.

- No, Mac, I can handle it.
- Excuse me.

Egg roll. Want some?

Excuse me.

Okay, I'll be out in the hall.

Damn civilians.

Ed, you got any idea
on the nature of this thing?

Fatty tissue.

Nature of blockage unknown.

Complex mass of fibrous tissue,
analysis to follow.

Can I get a sample?

Be my guest. Why?

Well, it's not cholesterol,
it's fibrous. So, what is it?

Oh, I'll probably be able
to tell you that tomorrow.

- Unless you're in a rush.
- I'm in a rush.

You're always in a rush.

You realize that this is bending
the regulations just a little?

Ed, who rebuilt your sound system?

You have a point.
You also have a sample.

- Thank you.
- Anytime, MacGyver.

Oh, there's some localized
eternal trauma too.

What'd you expect to find?

I don't know,
but I hate coincidences.

What coincidence? The man
had a seizure and dropped dead.

The man was a psychologically stable,
highly respected clergyman

who suddenly pulls
out a .9mm and starts--

Blasts away.

Six shots at someone
whose identity is top-secret.

Our defector.

- Well, was he political?
- Reverend Mather?

As far as we can tell,
the last political stand he took

was against Pontius Pilate.

We checked back till he was an altar
boy, and he was an altar boy.

- The man was clean.
- Until he started shooting,

and then had the world's
most convenient heart attack.

Now, wait a minute. How can you
cause a heart attack on demand?

- You remember Brudin?
- Yeah.

- Out of Belgrade?
- Yeah, that's the one.

Air bubbles injected into the arteries.

Nobody injected
anything into Reverend Mather.

I mean, he was up there
with 100 people watching.

Yeah, well, that makes it harder,

but six, two and even,
somebody killed him.

While he was trying to kill our girl.

Which brings us right to it.
Somebody leaked.

Somebody set her up.

- How is she now?
- Angry. Scared.

I'm gonna put her in a safe house
until we get some answers.

She did give us Anton Lem.

How was someone able to use Mather
like that and then kill him?

I'm working on that, guys.

- May I come in?
- Please.

Thank you.

You haven't finished packing yet.

I thought Peter Thornton was gonna
tuck you away in a safe house.

He did. But I told him that I would not
be able to remember anything

- unless he brought me here.
- Remind me to thank him.

The last time I was here,
I was very rude.

- I came to apologize.
- No, no, no. That's not necessary.

Oh, yes, it is necessary.

You saved my life.

The Chinese say if someone saves
your life, you're in debt to them forever.

Strange folk, the Chinese.

They also call
their beautiful children ugly

for fear the gods will punish them
for the sin of pride.

This is true?

If we were in China,

I'd be obligated to call you
the ugliest woman in the world.

- Are you a chemist?
- Chemistry. I dabble.

What is "dabble"?

Well, in this case, it might just prove
that Reverend Mather was murdered.

I thought the heart...

Oh, I understand.

The heart didn't stop.

It was stopped.

But how?

I found adipic acid in his blood
and fatty tissue.

I don't understand.

Let me show you.

Adipic acid in a compound
including hexamethyline diamine.

Now let's see.

Now, the solution also contains
a certain amount of iron particles.

What I'm gonna do here
is activate a magnetic field, and...

...turn the chemicals into nylon.

Good for ladies' stockings and
clogging the arteries of a kind old man.

Of course.

He was a weapon that failed.

And he was eliminated.

- Viktoria, this guy, Lem--
- Of course.

That is what he does. Kills.

MacGyver, Lem we know...

...but there may be others.

- Any idea who?
- No. I just have a feeling.

I said before I'm not afraid.

I lied.

- Was it that terrible a day?
- I've had better.

Because of that crazy man, Mather?

I don't have a lot of sympathy
for a man who could have killed you.

Well, MacGyver thinks he was used.
Set up. And then killed.

- He had a heart attack.
- Well, Mac thinks it was induced.

- No kidding? How?
- I don't know.

He's working on it.

MacGyver is a remarkable guy.

You're lucky to have him as a friend.

Yeah. I'm even luckier
to have you as a wife.

- Are you changing the subject?
- Mm-hm.

- I thought you had a hard day.
- I did.

So I need a lot of comforting,
loving care.

All right, turn over.

Oh, you're the best thing
that ever happened to me.

You know that?

All that time I was in Europe,
I kept remembering our honeymoon.

Like a dream.

You were all I could think about.

It's not a dream, sweetheart.

Not a dream at all.

Not between us.

I love you, honey.

I know you do, Craig.

And it was such
a special honeymoon.

Teaching you to trust me,
believe me, in everything,

and you do.

That's why I want you
to tell me exactly...

...who MacGyver suspects
of killing Reverend Mather.

- And how.
- You know Mac.

He can't let a puzzle alone.

He told me the Tomanova woman

spotted a GRU hit man
at the reception.

Who?

Name of Lem.

Anton Lem.

We have him in the files.

If we can figure out how
the Reverend was taken out,

tie it to Lem,

we have some key pieces.

But I can tell you who's behind it all.

- Who?
- Two people.

Viktoria Tomanova and MacGyver.

- Mac?
- Mm-hm.

- Behind killing?
- It's true.

And, Craig?

Yes?

You have to kill them.

Yes.

Yes.

Kill them both.

This is Lem.
When will you be ready?

- Now.
- Good. MacGyver just left.

When? Where is he?

He went to the science fair
reception hall.

Good.

- And the Tomanova woman?
- She's there too.

- Excellent.
- So we'll move tomorrow?

No, tonight.

- But what about Bannister?
- He's never been more ready.

Good.

I'll have him dressed
in 20 minutes,

and I'll meet you
in front of the reception hall.

And, Lem?

There must be no mistakes
this time.

I want them both.

It was very much
like a dream, MacGyver,

to think that only the other night I was
here wearing that beautiful dress,

- feeling like a...
- Queen.

Yes. I know it sounds foolish,

but even loyal party members
have their fantasies.

I think you've earned yours.

You wished me to see the film.

It's a tape, actually,
of what happened here.

Hopefully, how it happened.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Take a look at this and tell me
if you recognize anybody,

- besides Lem. All right?
- All right.

I welcome you this evening,

and may God bless you.

On behalf of the Committee for Peace
and Progress Through Technology...

- What is that?
- Did you hear that sound?

Progress, but not perfection.

I have heard it somewhere before.

All right, listen to it again,
and concentrate.

Oh, it's very close.

On behalf of the Committee for Peace
and Progress Through Technology...

I have a head like a rock.

All right, all right, just stay cool
and calm about this.

- You trust me?
- Yes. To do what?

I've got an idea.

I just need something interesting
for you to look at.

That's not bad if I can add to it.

Oh, yeah, perfect.

A little adjustment...

...and we'll be in business.

Isn't this the prettiest little thing.

- Are you trying to hypnotize me?
- No, I'm not trying to hypnotize you.

I just want you to relax your mind

so that half a memory
can come to the surface, all right?

Okay.

- I trust you.
- Good.

Almost.

- Kiss me.
- What?

Kiss me.

Okay.

No.

Kiss me.

Now I trust you.

Good.

Let's go.

Craig, you know that four
of your men have been killed recently.

Damn right, I know.

Now you're going to get
the two people who killed them.

MacGyver and Viktoria Tomanova.

- Are you ready, comrade?
- Perfectly.

Craig, it's time now.
They're inside waiting for you.

This is a risk.

It is necessary.
The Tomanova woman saw me.

She obviously did not remember, but
at any moment she could identify me.

All right, now I want you to relax.

I'm gonna throw some words out
at you, and I just want you to respond.

- Don't even think, okay?
- Okay.

Moscow.

Cold.

- Thornton.
- Escape.

America.

Freedom. Noise. Dizzy.

- Mather.
- Puzzle.

MacGyver.

A dream which we
all share, which we must protect...

- Lem.
- Killer. Death.

Bannister.

Worried.

- Ingrid.
- Wrong.

- What?
- Somehow the name is wrong.

- What, Bannister?
- No, what's maiden name?

- I don't know.
- There is something.

All right, wait a minute here.

Picture her face, her walk, her clothes,
in a totally different place.

I remember the building.

- Where?
- My office at GRU headquarters.

I saw her in uniform!

- What kind?
- Red Army.

It was years ago, but...

But it was her.
She still seems so young.

A girl...

- ...but she's army intelligence.
- Army intelligence? Ingrid?

MacGyver, she was chosen.

Designed to seem as a little,
young American girl. Innocent.

But she's not innocent. She's...

What do you say, lethal.

She's perhaps more dangerous than
Lem because she looks so fragile.

All right,

- then she's the mole.
- Not exactly, MacGyver.

- Craig?
- You're the traitor, Mac.

You and that Soviet spy. Between you,
you've killed four good men.

- He's the mole?
- And doesn't know it, of course.

But actually, Mac, you have just
been selected to be the mole,

and you will be executed.

Pete Thornton will be heartbroken,
shattered.

He might even resign,
making room for Craig.

All right, dear.

Now, Craig!

Hold it, Mac! Put the gun down.

Viki, no.

Craig...

...you know it's not me.

You know it's her, Ingrid.

She ran you, man. She used you.

You're the traitor.

- You and that Soviet woman.
- Craig, listen to me.

Look at me.

You pulled me out of East Germany.

I covered you in Burma.
We ran the Panjuk together.

And we got out together.

Together.

It's useless, MacGyver.

For four weeks on our honeymoon,
he was programmed every day.

He's ours for good.

You wanna bet?

Take a look at what's
going on here, lady.

No.

Oh, yeah.

He's still mine, MacGyver.

Oh, Mac!

Oh, my God!

Viki, get his shirt open.

His heart isn't damaged yet.

If I can get electric current
through his system,

it'll break the magnetic field
and counteract the clotting.

All right, Viki, move away.

Craig!

Craig!

Craig!

Fight it! Fight!

Come on.

He's breathing.

Come on, Craig.

Mac, what are you doing?

John Wayne could not
have done it better.

The first time
I got to ride on a merry-go-round,

I was about 6 or 7.

I'd never seen anything like it.
It was a kind of magic.

Go to a merry-go-round
anywhere in the world

and you can see the same look
in the kids' eyes. It's magic.

It's a shame we have to grow up
and lose it.

And I learned something up
in the Swiss Alps.

I just shouldn't go skiing
without a parachute.

Kind of busted up my vacation
and my hand.

So when I got offered a free trip
to beautiful Bulgaria, I grabbed it.

All I had to do was a little errand.

No sweat.

You should try the Gregory Mykel
endgame.

- Do you know it?
- I used to know him.

Knight to king's bishop three.

Protect your queen's right.

It is most important.

Usually is.

Think I'll just mail this postcard home.

Make a nice souvenir
from my vacation.

We have risked our lives
for what you have.

Checkmate!

Guess you got me.

- Thanks for the game.
- Tell Dr. Mykel

my move is bishop to knight five.

I'll do that.

I've learned a lot.

American?

- Yeah,
- Oh, you don't know how good it is

to see someone from back home.
They're all foreigners here.

- Foreigners?
- Sure. Just look around.

I haven't spoken to an American
in over a month.

I thought it was gonna be a trip
staying here, but believe me, it's not.

Especially since I don't speak
the language.

I'm Penny Parker.
You can remember that

because it's got the same letter
at the front of each name.

That's important theatrically,
you know.

- Oh, yeah?
- Sure. Just think of it.

Farrah Fawcett, Tina Turner,
Marilyn Monroe.

- Penny Parker.
- Yeah! You catch on quick.

MacGyver.

Did you break your hand?
Does it hurt? Oh, it must.

I've never broken anything.

- It's getting better.
- Well, that's good.

Pleased to meet you, MacGyver.

Penny Parker's
not my real name, of course.

I had it changed
when I started modeling.

It really hasn't hurt
my dancing career either.

That's originally why I came over here.
To dance, I mean.

You here on business? My troupe left
last month, but I just couldn't.

I met this man. He was unreal. I mean,
just to look at this man was to die.

I had to stay. Oh, it was awesome
for the first couple weeks,

- but then it got kind of...
- Difficult?

Yeah. I mean, he was like
my mother or something.

I couldn't go anywhere or do anything
without him along.

I mean, I like a strong man, I really do.
So anyway, we had this talk.

Well, actually,
it was more of a disagreement.

Well, really, it was kind of a fight,
and I went blasting off and so...

- So it's over.
- I guess.

You know, you're very sensitive
to pick that right up.

Uh-oh.

What?

- You all right?
- Sure.

Just hold my place in line.

- You didn't even say goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Would you give us some room?

How can I make you reconsider?

- I'm sorry. You can't.
- Penny, I love you to distraction.

Oh, really? And just yesterday morning
you were ready to kill me

just because I smiled
at that nice young officer.

Penny, when you smile at a man,
it is already the beginning of the end.

For the man, I mean.

Well, I'm certainly not gonna give up
smiling just so you won't get upset.

Very well.
I can't hold you against your will.

But if you insist on going,
I must ask you

to give me back the things
I gave you.

- You mean the jewelry?
- Penny, not so loud!

- Well, you gave them to me.
- Well, on a temporary basis.

Certainly not as a farewell gift.

- Penny, I must have them back.
- That isn't fair.

Where did you put them?

Get him!

Wait!

I know you're not gonna believe this,

but I haven't the slightest idea
where those came from.

You're right. I don't believe you.

Wait a minute. Why not?
It's the truth.

Get him!

What are you doing here?
This is for women!

Glad you guys showed up.

Handcuff them together
and bring their things.

Ciao.

- I'm sorry.
- Mm-hm.

- Are you mad at me?
- Why would I be mad at you?

- Well, you missed your plane.
- Right.

- Then they took your luggage.
- Yeah.

And they think you stole the jewels.

- Yeah, that's right.
- And they have your passport.

I almost forgot that one.

Well, see,
then you should be mad at me.

- All right, I'm mad at you.
- You really didn't have to tell me that.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I had to put the jewelry
in your pocket. I had no choice.

Well, he gave it to me.
And I was just taking it along.

And besides,
it's not worth all that much.

- How do you know that?
- Well, because a guy

with some government job
who's got a shoebox for an apartment

wouldn't give me real jewelry
unless it wasn't real, right?

If that's true, why is he still holding us
now that he has it back?

Penny Parker,
you're holding something back.

It was just one ring.
How much could it be worth?

If he'd asked me nicely,
I would have given it back to him.

But he had to go and show up
at the airport with all those policemen

and make me look like
some kind of criminal.

Hold it, wait a minute. Okay, fine.
Why my pocket?

Well, you were the closest
one around.

All right. Why hide it?

Oh, I knew he'd try
to take them from me.

He always does
when he gets mad at me.

- What are you looking for?
- I'm looking for a way out of here.

Well, why? You didn't do anything.
They'll probably let you go soon.

Maybe, but I can't afford
to take that chance.

Besides, they've got
something of mine.

- I want it back.
- So we're both in the same fix.

Grab that chair.

Well, why don't I get two chairs,
and then we can both sit.

It's not for sitting.
Never mind the chair.

Excuse me.

Hey, that's good! Cheap wall.
We just poke our way right out of here.

It's a baggage conveyor belt.

There's no way I can just poke
through this chicken wire.

Damn!

It was a nice thought, though.

All right, bend these out. We're gonna
make them into a figure eight.

Well, what are you gonna do
with a figure eight?

You ever been to a rodeo?

Sort of. I was Queen
of the Future Farmers once.

Later. Later.

All right.

Good.

Now I know
why you asked about the rodeo.

You're gonna lasso
the conveyor belt.

I sure am gonna try.

Let's go.

What are you doing?

I've gotta have my purse!

- It's just like the ride at Disneyland.
- Will you keep your head down?

Economy class.

Well, that was fun. Now what?

Good question.
Darned good question. Taxi!

Correct. I want both their descriptions
sent to all border posts

and police patrols immediately.

They have escaped custody and are
to be considered enemies of the state.

Ah, Stepan.

At ease.

At ease.

Well, if it's about the girl,
uncle, I can explain.

Oh, yes, that's Penny Parker,
the nightclub dancer.

What is a little interesting to me is

why, after all the women
you have known,

you were trying to prevent this one
from going home.

Well, she's a very special woman,
uncle.

And I gave her some of Mother's
jewelry, just to wear.

You did what?

I gave her some of Mother's jewelry,
just to wear.

Mother said you gave it to her
and that it was just paste.

- So I figured...
- That paste is worth 700,000 leva!

- What?
- The jewels you loaned out

to this bubbleheaded girl
are part of the crown jewels

of the German House of Hanover.

- Well, how did you get them?
- It is unimportant how I got them.

- Who has them now?
- I do.

All but the ring,
but I'll get it back, uncle. I promise.

You had better. They are part of our
security, which is already in jeopardy.

Our security? I am confused, uncle.

I will try to unconfuse you.

Some documents were stolen
from this office and then returned.

We must assume the underground
has them copied on microfilm.

The documents reveal the numbers
of the Swiss bank accounts

of some of us in this department.

This job pays almost nothing
and demands our blood.

Just to live it is necessary
to skim a little here and there.

And the jewelry
is part of the skimming.

- A small part, yes.
- A small part?

Seven hundred thousand leva.

I can see
where that could be embarrassing.

It could be fatal.

- For both of us.
- But I have done nothing.

- I'm innocent.
- Perhaps.

But unfortunately, your name appears
on one of those Swiss bank accounts.

- Number 1779, to be precise.
- They'll send us to Siberia.

Not if we recover the microfilm,
which is the only evidence against us.

You have been monitoring
the underground, have you not?

Yes. We identified
a man named Burak.

He may be a contact man. He spends
his days playing chess in the park.

I let him run,
hoping he'd lead us to the others.

Pull him in. Persuade him
to tell us what he knows.

- What if he won't talk?
- He must talk, Stepan.

If he does not,
you can forget about Siberia.

It's going to be a cigarette and a
blindfold in the courtyard downstairs.

He must be made to talk.

You don't mean torture?

I mean whatever is necessary.

You know,
I never could learn to play chess.

Psst!

Come!

You are supposed to be
out of the country.

What happened? Who is she?

- She's a very close friend.
- Hi, I'm Penny--

- The militia are hunting you.
- Yeah.

- Could I borrow one of your earrings?
- Sure.

- Now, where is--?
- Hey!

I'll get you another one.

Where is the microfilm?

- Safe.
- But where is safe?

It's with a friend of hers.

Fortunately, he doesn't know
what he has.

- This friend. Does he have a name?
- Stepan. Stepan Frolov.

Major Stepan Frolov?
State Security?

- Nephew of General Petrovich?
- Yeah, that's him.

You said some guy
with a government job.

Figures.

Can I keep these for a souvenir?

Why does Frolov want her?

He gave her some kind of jewelry.
Now he wants it back.

This jewelry. Can I see it, please?

Frolov will do anything
to get this back.

Oh, come on.
It can't be worth that much.

It's worth a fortune.

It is part of the treasure
that his uncle looted from the state.

How do you know that?

It was evidence in the documents
we got from his office safe.

You mean Stepan gave me jewelry
his uncle stole?

And uncle wants it kept secret,
right?

That and many other secrets.

It is all on the microfilm
we placed in your hands today.

Holy cow!

Can you hide her till I get it back?

You're a spy!

Just a couple of hours.
That's all I need.

I do know a place. Follow me.

- Are you really a spy?
- I'm just doing a favor for a friend.

Now follow me, but stay behind.

- There they are!
- Go! Go!

Get them! Stop them!

There, on the carousel!

It's hopeless. They've got us.

Not yet, they don't.

To get the brass ring, they've
gotta get on the merry-go-round.

Why aren't we hiding?

We are.

You mean, like, nobody would think of
looking for us right here in the open?

That's the idea.

Okay, that's it. Stepan's apartment.

He only has three rooms.
I dated a regional supervisor once.

You could've put Stepan's
whole apartment in his living room.

But it was really too big.

Stepan's is kind of, you know, cozy.
He had all these great records.

Wait a minute.

What about security?

Oh. Well, only government officials
live there.

I've seen two or three militiamen
walking around.

Oh, and there's a guardhouse
on the corner.

Wonderful.

All right. I want you to stay here
until I come back. Okay?

Well, why his apartment?
I mean, maybe our stuff's at his office.

Penny, think about it.

Those jewels could put him
into a work farm for the rest of his life.

Now, I'm not sure,

but chances are, he'd wanna keep
them away from headquarters.

At least that's what I'm counting on.

Wow, I bet old General Petrovich
is petrified.

Yeah.

MacGyver? You are coming back
for me, aren't you?

I mean, you're not just gonna get
your stuff and bug out on me?

- No, I wouldn't do that.
- I didn't really think you would.

I just have this habit
of trusting people,

and, well, sometimes I think
it's a mistake.

Penny, you say what you think,
and you do what you say.

That's not such a bad policy
in my book.

Maybe.

Sometimes you can get hurt.

Well, no one became a great woman
living in a vacuum.

Am I a great woman?

You got all the makings.

That's the nicest thing
anybody ever said to me.

Well, you're the nicest person
I've ever said it to.

That's for good luck.

We need all the luck we can get.

You are wasting my time
with this stupid attitude of yours.

I want answers.

Your name is Anton Burak.
Widower, no children.

But you do have a sister, Marta.
With a husband and three children.

They are safe in a place
where even you cannot find them.

So do what you will.
I will tell you nothing.

They are living in the mountains at the
home of a shepherd named Patinoff.

This is a picture of your sister.

And, of course, the children.
These were taken yesterday.

The 9-year-old, he looks
like he is a good soccer player.

Maybe not with broken legs.

- And here...
- Stop!

The man came to me
with the password.

Then he came back with the girl.

Name? Description?

American.

Very pretty.

He called her "Penny."

I don't know her family name.

I don't know the man's name.

It is not important, Mr. Burak...

...because I think my nephew does.

Is that right, major?

His name is MacGyver.

So she has been using you, Stepan.

She must be an American agent.

- I cannot believe this.
- The microfilm must be among

the things you took from her.
Where are they?

- In my apartment.
- Well, get it! Now!

And, Stepan, if you should happen
to run into this MacGyver again...

- ...shoot him.
- Yes, uncle.

Bouncing around
Bulgaria with Penny Parker

reminded me of playing dominoes.

With every move,
something else might fall.

But the thing is,
it all started so simply.

In for the chess game,
out with the information.

And now here I am
scaling the wall

of a heavily guarded
government building

and breaking into the apartment
of a major in the secret police.

Simple, right?

I'll tell you what's simple. Me.

For getting into that first conversation
with Penny Parker.

But what else could I do?

I mean, a guy just can't be rude.

I mean, how was I to know--?

How was I to know?

My postcard.
I think my luck's starting to change.

MacGyver!

Hey, are you in there?

It's okay. It's me, Penny.

Let me in.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm sorry, but the place kept
filling up with the soldiers,

and they were coming over to my table
and buying me drinks.

So I came here.

How did you get out of the place?

Well, I went to the ladies' room
and climbed out the window.

Of course you did.

Why do I ask those questions?

Well, I figured I'd better
come over here

or how else would you find me?

And you know what else?

Right next to the place
was this cute little shop

that had the cutest little dress
in the window.

- Wait a minute!
- Shh!

How'd you get into the building?

I came in the front door downstairs.
The doorman knows me.

Oh, and you had to sneak in so nobody
would know you were here.

- And now I...
- It's okay. It's all right.

Did you find
what you were looking for?

Yes, I found what I'm looking for.
Everything but the passports.

Now let's get out of here
before your friend comes home.

- Oh, he never gets home till real late.
- Good.

- Usually.
- Right.

Come on.

I was hoping we wouldn't find you.

I could be shot
for even thinking this.

And I could
be shot for just being here.

So it's time
to start finding a way out.

I want you to get away with this,

at the expense
of 700,000 leva but...

You're not getting away
with this and you know it, Stepan.

Now...

...shall we talk about
your American friend

- and the whereabouts of my ring?
- Yeah. It wasn't even yours.

Stolen. Involved in a whole bunch
of really illegal stuff!

Oh, Penny, how did we get ourselves
into all this?

My sentiments exactly.

Kitchen chemistry has gotta be
the way to go here.

See?
There you go again. You and all your...

My recipe
calls for a deep cooking pot,

a dash of pest control,

four measured cups
of soap flakes,

all garnished with tile cleaner
and left to steep.

If you don't watch out,
you're gonna be just like your uncle.

I mean, it was all perfectly simple.

Well, suddenly spying and stealing
and jewelry and...

I wasn't spying.

What do you call it?

Now what
I need is a time-delay fuse.

A healthy ladle
of lard will do for starters.

Covered with a single layer
of newspaper.

Sprinkled with crystal
of oven cleaner.

And all left to marinate
under a soft flow of natural gas.

So I do want the ring back, and I also
want your accomplice, Mr. MacGyver.

- He's not my accomplice.
- There's no use to lie, Penny.

I know about him. You used me.

The two of you
were working together as spies.

I'm not a spy!

We met for the first time at the airport.
I was just standing in line.

If that is true, he has nothing to fear
from us. And neither do you.

You can speak out freely.
Where is he?

Right here.

Mr. MacGyver, I commend you.
May I take this as a surrender?

Not just yet.

Look outside the window.

- Give up?
- Sort of.

The building is surrounded.

Well, I certainly would hope so,
or you wouldn't be doing your job.

Then you must also know that there
is no escape for you. It's over.

The information that was passed
on to you, I take that now, please.

No, I don't think so.

I'm not a man who likes violence,
Mr. MacGyver.

That's great. Neither do I.

- Move away, Penny.
- What are you gonna do?

Well, the cliché thing to be done here
is for him to blow my kneecaps off.

If necessary.

Are you both crazy?

Come on, Frolov, let her go.
She's told you the truth.

And capturing me, an enemy of the
state, ought to be enough, right?

What have you done?

Burnt the roast!

Sorry.

Penny, grab a bathrobe.
We'll mingle with the tenants.

A bathrobe.
I thought I said, a bathrobe.

This is the nicest one I have.

There's Stepan's car.

- I'm gonna have to hot-wire it.
- Maybe not. It was on the dresser.

Amazing!

They will try to make
it to the Greek border.

I have alerted our border stations.

They have a full description
of both fugitives.

- And your car, sir.
- Good.

But not good enough.

Now, with the gasoline they have,

they should run out
somewhere in that area.

Now, I want men stationed out of sight
at every gasoline station in that circle.

Then I want our people to search
every farm tract from here to here,

especially the turnoffs
to the main highway. Understood?

Yes, sir. There is no way
they can get through now, sir.

There is always a way. We just have
to make certain they won't find it.

You know, it's so beautiful
up here. It's so peaceful.

Yeah, just like in a storybook, right?

You know, I really like you.
You understand me.

We're on the same wavelength.

Well, that worries me.

It also worries me that
we're running on an empty gas tank.

Well, why don't we
just get some more?

Oh, sure, sure, we can just drive
right on into a gas station

in the middle of the night
and ask them to fill up a KGB car.

Hey, I know
where we might get some.

I'm all ears.

Car two, have you
reached the western sector yet?

We are almost at the checkpoint, sir.

Good. Make sure you have enough
men. I don't want them to slip through.

I'm heading east.
I have an idea I want to check out.

Penny.

There's no gas can in there.

Well, gee, that's where it was
the last time.

Nice duds.

It's all I could find.

Miss Parker,
whose place is this anyway?

Stepan's uncle. Stepan used
to bring me here on weekends.

We'd ride motorcycles
in the hills and...

Wait a minute! I remember now.
About the gas.

The can was almost empty,
so Stepan took it down to get it...

...refilled.

- I'm sorry.
- No problem. No problem.

Everyone forgets something
once in a while.

You're sweet, but I...

Wait a minute!

There's that machine
that they use to plow with.

- A tractor?
- Yeah!

They keep it in the shed
on the other side of the hill.

Don't tractors run on gas?

They've been known to.

Penny, Penny, Penny.

Look, you're terrific.
I mean, you're really great.

- But I'll go, all right?
- But, MacGyver--

No, no, no, no, I insist.
It's my duty as--

Oh, swell!
You're not gonna shoot us, are you?

Shoot you? Why?
For stealing my car?

Destroying my career?
Collaborating with a spy?

- Stealing state secrets?
- Oh, come on, Stepan.

You and I both know this has nothing
to do with state secrets.

We will not discuss the nature
of the things missing.

The main thing is, I've found you.

Yeah, by the way,
how did you find us?

I estimated how far the gas
in my car would take you.

And this place was within range.

I took a chance
that Penny would remember it.

I did.

Stepan, we had a nice time.

And I don't think very much
of the way you're using it against me!

For the first time in my life,
I'm thinking like a professional.

By what? Defending corruption
in your government? Nice.

I have no choice.

I don't think that's quite true.

It's a matter of conscience, Steve.

- You do have one of those, don't you?
- I thought he did. Once.

And here's the ring
you wanted so badly.

And whatever you think, I'm not a spy.
I wouldn't even know how to do it.

Penny!

Believe me, all I ever wanted
was to keep you with me.

Well, then why don't you
let her go, Steve.

In fact, why don't you
let us both go.

- Are you crazy?
- It's been rumored.

I must ask you
to give me the microfilm.

I would do as he asks.

You have done well, Stepan.

Much better than I had thought.

Now finish the job.

- Sir?
- Kill them.

What? But why?

Because I am compromised
as long as they live.

You know, Stepan, I think
you're a part of that compromise.

No good, Mr. MacGyver.

Stepan has only to gain
by my favor and my position.

He poses no threat to me.

But Penny, she's done nothing.
I believe that now.

It is not what she has
done. It is what she knows, Stepan.

Success always has its price.

I want no witnesses, uncle.

- Where are your men?
- Good.

Already beginning to think
like a bureaucrat.

They're at the crossroads.

They have orders to wait
there for ten minutes, then come.

At which time, we will tell them it was
necessary to shoot these spies

- who tried to escape.
- Smart. That's real smart.

Yes, he is.
He's always been real smart.

Stepan!

Nice shot, Steve!

Oh, Stepan, you're wonderful!

Kids, I hate to break this up,

but we do still have to get past
the general's men.

Let's take the general's car.

I grew up not far from here.
There is a small road

that leads around the main highway.
They'll never see us.

- You're really coming with us?
- I can even pay our way.

I have Swiss bank account
number 1779.

Let's hope
you live long enough to spend it.

They escaped in my car.
Did you see that?

They can only be heading
for the border. Quickly!

We've got company.

You think this thing
can outrun that command car?

I don't think so.

I was afraid of that.

Penny, I want you
to take this wheel.

Drop it in behind that truck up there.
You ready?

It's like a real spy thing,
isn't it?

- What are you gonna do?
- Just get as close to that truck

- as you can.
- All right.

Gosh, this is just like the movies.

Now, the only way
I saw to keep us ahead of this game

was to work up some kind of
highway hazard.

That's where the hose comes in.

You see, diesel exhaust
is loaded with hydrocarbons.

Now, if you mix hydrocarbons
with water,

you get what scientists
call immiscible liquid.

Immiscible, that means water
and oil don't mix.

Go faster!

- All right, come on!
- We're coming, MacGyver.

Now, this hydrocarbon
and water thing I've explained is a fact.

But, in order to get it to work right,

I needed enough diesel oil floating
on top of enough water.

It's kind of tricky.

Of course, one never knows
unless one tries.

Just look at us, will you?
Aren't we something?

- You did great.
- I can't believe I did it!

Okay, under this
fence we should be in Greece.

All right, let's go.

Howdy!

Do you wish to enter Greece?

I was kind of hoping
we were already there.

Passports, please.

You know, somehow I knew
you were gonna ask that.

Constantine! Is it you?

Penny.

- Penny Parker!
- Hi!

Penny Parker.

Every time she smiles.

We should have known.

One of the problems of flying a jet

is that you don't have a lot of time
to admire the scenery.

I just entered Pakistani airspace,

and already the Afghan border
was coming up fast.

One of our early satellites fell out
of orbit, and wouldn't you know it,

it landed just inside Afghanistan.

Now, the satellite has a small capsule
in it with a lot of classified data

we didn't want the Russians
to get their hands on.

And it's funny when you remember

that we brought those early satellites
back to Earth with wings on them.

He's crossed the border, sir.

He's over Afghanistan.

- So far...
- So good.

I can be pretty sure of one thing:

My arrival will be causing more
than just a little activity down below.

Warning to unidentified aircraft.

You are violating Afghani airspace.

Identify yourself on frequency 116.

Couple of more minutes
and he's there.

- No!
- Ah, yes.

No!

Please don't do this to me! Please.

Unidentified
aircraft, you have been warned.

Punitive action
is being initiated now.

Prepare to fire missiles.
Fire one.

Fire three.

- Missiles heading right for him.
- How long?

I think the fact I didn't
reply annoyed him just a little.

The sky was suddenly full
of unfriendly fire.

I was thinking
it was about time to leave.

They shot down another plane.

He's out, sir.

Well, scratch one obsolete jet.

I can just hear
old Pete Thornton saying,

"Why does he always have to wait
till the last possible second?"

He always waits
until the last possible second.

- He timed it perfectly, sir.
- He certainly did.

- Nice job, fellas.
- He gave me a heart attack.

Well, we were in a time lock
on this one.

It was the only way
to get him to target fast.

Now, if they just believe
that he went down with the plane,

it should make things
a little easier for him.

- Get my horse.
- You're not my father. I don't have to.

- Do it yourself.
- No!

Ahmed, go get the horse. Now!

The Soviets will pay
for any part of that plane.

If there is a pilot,

they will pay even more.

Mother, you're bleeding.

No company waiting for me.

That's a good beginning.

Hiding the parachute was standard
operating procedure.

But if the Russians know I'm here,

it's not gonna make
much difference anyway.

Dawn's coming, so the chance
of being discovered increases.

On the other hand, I'm getting closer
to where the satellite hit.

I found it, lieutenant.
Some of it is still burning.

Don't touch anything.

We will bring the experts
from Kabul.

Lieutenant.

There, on the cliff.

There's no way off that
mesa except the way he went up.

He's trapped. Ha, ha.

Let's go.
He's on the mesa.

A month's pay to the man
who brings him down.

You heard the lieutenant. Let's go!

There it is.

Just about where they said
it would be.

It's all too easy.

Maybe for once, it is really gonna
work out the way it was planned.

The data capsule is booby-trapped,
of course.

But they told me I'd have plenty
of time to disarm the mechanism.

Well, they told me
I'd have plenty of time.

From the sound of things,
I'm about 20 seconds away

from becoming
a part of the landscape.

Okay.

And there it is.

Pete said it would be simple.

Looks like he was right.

Straight up the mountain!

There's no way to get down
but through us.

Oh, wonderful.

What happened to simple?

Make sure you clear the ridge.

It's hard to believe this plastic

had been in space for 15 years.

I was kind of glad
it was partly intact.

Lord, I hate heights.

Agh!

Quickly! Quickly!

Ow!

Uh!

Ugh!

- Get up! Get up or they'll kill you!
- Agh!

- Please!
- I don't think I can.

Whoa!

It may be Allah's will that
you will die here, but I will help you.

Quickly! Get on the horse.

Ow!

Hang on.

We must leave the river
before they come.

- My name is Ahmed.
- MacGyver.

- Where are we going?
- To my house.

- Are you an American?
- Yeah.

I don't think your father's
gonna be too happy

about you bringing
a stranger home.

Don't worry. There's no one ever at
my house besides my mother and me.

- Why are you helping me?
- Because they killed my father.

- The Russians?
- No.

A man named Khalil
and his band of traitors.

No! No! I tried to shoot him,
but I was struck down.

- Where is he?
- He got away.

- But he was wounded.
- Wounded.

- And you let him get away?
- He cannot have gone too far.

No, don't! I beg you, don't!

The pilot will bring a fat price,
my children.

Bring him to me.

I have unfinished business
to attend to.

You know where to find me.

This is my house.

You are bleeding badly.

God in heaven, who is this man?

Khalil's men shot him,
and the Soviets are looking for him.

- He's an American.
- Ahmed, we can't have him here.

- It's too dangerous.
- But, Mother, they'll kill him.

If Khalil finds him here,
he'll kill us.

He could help.

I've seen him fly in the air
like a spirit.

And then wounded, as you see,

he fought one of the militia
and knocked him into the river.

I am sorry to bother you, ma'am.

Please. Please, Mother.

All right, he can stay just for tonight.

Ahmed, go outside.
If Khalil comes, warn me.

- But, Mother--
- Go!

Sit up. We must stop the bleeding.

- Where is your mother?
- It does not matter where she is.

- She's finished with you.
- What?

There is another to take your place.
You're an ugly toad,

and the man with her
will kill you.

- Woman!
- Khalil.

- I'll go out to him.
- No, no, no, wait.

Is that cylinder filled with butane?

Yes.

Let him come to us.

You are the offspring
of a diseased goat.

And my mother
is with another man.

I will kill them both!

Shoot him. Shoot him!

He killed my father.

He shot himself.

He's dead.

The Afghan militiamen
report the American

was wounded twice.

In the shoulder and in the hand.

- Then where is he?
- Hiding. Bleeding to death.

We'll find him.
Why is this so important?

Because of that spy satellite.

I have a technical expert
coming down from Kabul.

But we still have to know
why the American is here.

- To contact the resistance.
- You mean the bandits.

Bandits, of course.
I keep forgetting.

In any case, I want every available
man out on patrol tomorrow,

- including the militia.
- We're short of personnel, sir.

Well, then use Sergeant Borisov.

His tank will not be operational
for a few days anyway.

And what about Khalil? Where is he?
You can use him.

I don't know, sir. I'll send him to you
as soon as he comes in.

It is done, and I'm glad.

He was a pretty big guy.
How'd you do that?

We dragged him to his grave
like a dead dog, behind his horse.

This is Khalil's whip.

When you are well,
you will beat me with it.

Beat you? Why?

I lied to you.

I told you there was never anyone at
my house besides my mother and me.

I promised my mother
I would rid her of this terrible man.

But I wasn't strong enough,

so...

So you used me.

When I saw the way you could fight
at the river,

I knew you could defeat Khalil.

- Is your mother aware of all this?
- She's a woman.

She doesn't know
about men's business.

So where is she now?

Milking the goat.

- Isn't that your job?
- It's not a man's work.

The goat doesn't like me.

She won't give me milk.

I saw you fly like a bird.

But how did you make
part of our stove fly?

Well, now,
that's a professional secret.

Can you make other things fly?

Can you teach me how to fly?

Ahmed, leave MacGyver alone.
He needs rest, not questions.

- But you saw what he did.
- I saw.

How is it?

Oh, you know, I think I'm gonna live,
thanks to you.

And, of course,
to the man of the house.

Ahmed, go set the horse free.

But he's a beautiful horse,
and he has a bridle made of real silver.

- Worth much money.
- He's Khalil's. He must not be found.

Get rid of him quickly. Go!

Hey,

don't forget your whip.

So how long before Khalil's people
come looking for me?

- I don't know.
- I think you do.

I'd better start getting out
of here before something happens.

You can't.

There's no need.
If they come, we'll hide you.

You can barely walk.

You must stay.

You must heal.

- I think you're right.
- Does it hurt?

Yeah.

The arm?

Just the shoulder.

Let me look at it.

It has been infected.

It has to be cauterized.

Ouch.

You are so beautiful.
I wish I could keep you.

My mother doesn't understand.

This silver bridle, I'll keep it.

It'll come in handy.

Bite.

How is it you know so much
about treating bullet wounds?

Since the Russians came,
all Afghans know about bullet wounds.

Bite.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Uh...

Mother, is he dead?

It's all right, Ahmed.
He's only sleeping.

We have his trust,
and he's healing now.

Will he stay?

I don't think so.
There is nothing for him here.

But there's the mountains
and the barn and the house.

I'll even show him my secret place.

There's so much to do.

He'll stay.

I know he will.

We need him.

- Mother, when will he wake up?
- Soon.

He slept all night again, and this
morning there was no infection.

At first you said he couldn't stay,
but yesterday you said--

- Good morning.
- Morning.

What are you doing out of bed?

Well, to tell you the truth,
I was starting to feel a little--

- Hungry?
- Hungry.

That's a very
good sign. I'll get you some food.

Ahmed, get me some water.

Excuse me.

Just one thing.

I put them on you
while you were sleeping.

They belonged to my husband.

Oh, this horse of Khalil's.

Just as mean
and treacherous as he is.

Where is his silver bridle?

Lieutenant, this is Khalil's horse,
but Khalil is nowhere to be found.

Perhaps an ambush?

The stupid pump
is broken, and so is my back.

Well, how long
has it been since it's worked?

Years. It makes sounds, but no water.

I told you it doesn't work.

It's not creating a vacuum,
that's why.

Machines never work
very long, and I cannot fix them.

You gotta have patience.
Like you should with the goat.

Backtrack the horse.
You follow me.

Yes, sir.

You see,

wrapping the plunger with
this material will make it airtight.

Gotta make sure
there are no wrinkles in this.

The packing has gotta be smooth.

All right.

Let me see
the end of the pump now.

That fits. Let's try it.

You got it?

All right, hold it down real tight.

I'm gonna test it before
we screw down that baseplate.

It works!

You see?
MacGyver can do miracles.

If you stay, you can fix the house
and the barn roof and teach me to fly.

Oh, you bet. Any time.

No problem.

This dispatch
is from Captain Oseranski.

He's very unhappy to have not found
hide nor hair of this American.

Or of Khalil either.

- What do you suggest I tell him?
- I'm sorry, sir.

We have searched the caves,
the wadis

and all but a handful of homesteads.
We have found nothing,

- except for a few concealed weapons.
- And Khalil?

We lost
the horse's trail on rocky ground.

Khalil is dead or drunk.
Who knows which.

You expect me to make this report
to Captain Oseranski?

There are only
a handful of farmhouses left.

I'm sure we will find him
in one of them.

I hope you're right.

I have been in this godforsaken
wilderness for two years. I hate it.

But I suspect it might be considerably
better than a stockade.

- You take my meaning, sergeant?
- Yes, sir.

I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to wake you.

It's not important.

- You leaving tomorrow?
- Yeah.

The longer I stay, the more dangerous
it is for you and Ahmed.

It meant a great deal to Ahmed
to have you here.

You're crying.

It's very difficult to say goodbye
to someone who means so much.

- So where's Ahmed this morning?
- I sent him out to look around.

I'm sure they're still looking for you.

- You're staring at me.
- I just want to remember.

- Do you mind?
- Not at all.

Mother! MacGyver!

Soviets! Soviets! They're coming!

Get inside. MacGyver, this way.

All right, I'll take it
from here. You get inside.

Get to the table. Eat!

Eat.

What do you want?

In the house, woman.

My son, Ahmed.

Smells good.

You're Khalil's woman, the one who
was married to the resistance leader?

The one who Khalil shot.

In the back.

Why not? He kills everything that
keeps him from getting what he wants.

When did you see him last?

Yesterday. Day before.
Who remembers?

I'll get you some more.

What is this? What is this?

Where is Khalil?

Answer me, woman!
Where is Khalil?

Kill him. Kill him, MacGyver.
He's the enemy.

Get out of here. Go on. Run!

Go on.

- Why?
- Because I didn't have to.

That should be reason enough
for anybody.

You know, the Red Army's
gonna be here in no time.

All we can do is go.

Yes.

I'm sorry.

We have no life here.
There's only killing.

We are ready to go.

- Where?
- Well, we got transportation,

a little bit of a head start,
and the Pakistani border's real close.

Why don't you get what you can.

Help your mother, go on.

Ugh!

- What's this?
- Wait!

Stop! Wait! Wait!

- What happened?
- The American.

Shut up. Get in.

Quickly!

The quickest way
is through that pass.

Are you sure?

These hills are my home.

Well, that's good enough for me.

If it was not for my desperate need
of noncommissioned officers,

I would have you shot.

One man.
One single, wounded man,

and you lose your vehicle,
your weapons

and the man!

- You are going back out on patrol.
- Yes, sir.

Take the tank.
And if you find the American,

you'll only lose your rank
and six months' pay.

- But, sir--
- If you do not find him,

I will have you court-martialed
for dereliction of duty.

Now, go!

The border
is just beyond this rise.

There they are, on the ridge.
They're heading for the border.

Quickly, drive!

This looks like a good place.

Stop here.
It'll be a good field of fire.

Stop!

Get the bazooka.

Again. Another round.

What can we do?

Just hang on.

Move right.

- Is everybody okay?
- I'm okay.

- Yes, fine.
- It's dead.

- And so are we.
- Maybe not.

It is impossible to fight them.

We could if we had
some heavy artillery.

And this is jeep will position them
just right.

- That's water.
- Yeah, help me carry it. Come on.

- What are you doing, MacGyver?
- Making that artillery, I hope.

Ahmed, get that water up here.

- What are you gonna use it for?
- I've got an idea.

Pour it in here.

- I don't understand.
- Well, it was freezing last night.

These rocks are already cold.

The fire extinguisher
uses carbon dioxide,

which produces a much,
much greater cold. Stand back.

- I still don't understand.
- Water's funny stuff.

When it gets cold enough,
it expands.

And there's only so much room
between these rocks.

A little more water
and a little more ice,

and then we'll help it
along some.

- It froze!
- Yeah. The water's expanding.

All right, get back down there.

Their jeep, it is disabled.

They could not be far away.

Down through there
and two kilometers.

Easy walk to the border.

Piece of cake.

Come on, Ahmed.

That's the soldier you let go.

- MacGyver!
- Easy, now.

As long as we're alive,
there's still a chance.

American! If I had seen you,

I might tell you, the border
is two kilometers due east.

But next time, American,

next time...

...I drop roof on your head.

If you had shot him like I asked,

there would be another one
to take his place,

and he would have killed us
for sure.

Something to think about, isn't it?

Still two kilometers left.

Plenty of time for two men
to say goodbye.

Okay, hold it right there.

- Check out the merchandise.
- All right.

Let's see if we got
what we paid for, huh?

- Looks like a missile to me.
- All right.

Overhead. Watch it!

Inside!

That's great. Okay, I'll take it.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah, what's happening?

Sure.

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

Yeah.

That was great, man. Whoa!

This drink is from
that man right there.

My favorite drink.

You remembered, Mac.

Who's he with now?

Get the car.

Tell Hank we may have
another one to deal with.

Mac, the answer is no.

- You don't even know what I want yet.
- Sure I do.

You want the answer to the glitch
I discovered

in the Army's Snake-Eye missile's
guidance system.

- How to fix it. Correct?
- That's part of it.

And they sent you to me because they
figure you have some pull with me.

Don't I?

Yeah, you do.

Professor,

they said you had one of your students
work on the problem with you.

Just like we did
when you were in my classes.

I don't remember ever breaking into
the Defense Department's computer.

Now, that was innocent
eagerness, Mac.

Kate saw the problem,
went for the solution.

Now, you do remember having that
passion to find solutions, don't you?

Yes, sir, I guess I do.

She is a bona fide genius, Mac.

But she's also still just a kid.

My people just wanna
talk to her, professor.

Now, I will not give them anything

until I get their word of honor
they'll leave her alone.

See, that's what I remember
about you, professor.

The student always came first.

Well...

...good ones like Kate,
they are rare.

Then there's MacGyvers,
who have to have their brains rattled

- just to make sure they're still in tune.
- Yes, sir.

Well, the best brain rattler

was always listening to you
howl away on a saxophone.

Merely an indulgence
just to regenerate the mind.

- Uh-huh.
- Go ahead, arrange it.

Arrange a meeting.

When I get assurances from everyone
that there will not be any nastiness,

then we'll talk about turning over
the answers to the guidance system.

- There you are.
- Oh, thank you.

- Hey, hey, hey!
- Get him in the car.

What are you doing?

Grab the old goat. Hurry up. Move.

Hey!

Give me that.

- Get in the car. Let's hit it.
- Yeah, right.

Professor.

You think they didn't like my music?

- I'll get an ambulance.
- No, no, don't bother. No.

'Tis not so deep as a well,
nor so wide as a church door,

- but 'tis enough, 'twill serve.
- Yes, sir.

You have one of the finest minds
I have ever encountered.

Young man, I expect you to--

He was
the toughest professor I ever had.

And everybody loved him.

Sorry, Mac, I know how much
he meant to you.

Listen, are you sure that
they just meant to grab him?

- That gunshot was an accident?
- Yeah, I'm positive.

Pete, how important was
that system he was working on?

It was meant as an upgrade
for the old Snake-Eye missile.

Extended range, variable use,
pinpoint accuracy.

Well, now, the Snake-Eye
is a surface-to-air heatseeker.

Are you telling me this system
makes it programmable?

Surface to any target?

With that new guidance system,
you tell it to take out a building,

it'll ask you which floor
and what room.

Oh, my God. Why?

- Many of these things in surplus?
- Too many.

It's a real commodity among
the Third World nations.

The people in the arms
black market

are ripping each other off
for their stockpiles.

There have been some rumors
of underworld hijackings.

Well, that actually
kind of makes sense.

With the professor's new system,
the value would triple.

- Yeah.
- Gives you some idea

- of why they tried to snatch him up.
- Exactly.

And now, with Willis dead...

They could go after the student.
Yeah.

- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna find her.

- That kid could be in a lot of trouble.
- She already is.

Defense Intelligence
wants to put their hands on her

- for breaking into their computer.
- Oh, terrific.

And we all know what
wonderful people they are.

Mac, now, you're not cooking around

with some idea about
getting in their way, are you?

Pete, I owe it to Professor Willis.

He wanted this girl protected,
and I'm gonna do it.

- Now, wait a--
- So best of luck.

I'm a phone call away if you need me.
I know all that, Pete. Thanks.

Stay out of trouble.
Keep expenses down.

Come back alive.

Took the words
right out of my mouth.

So where do we go from here?

Everybody knew the professor was
working on that guidance system

with one of his students.

If we can find that student,
we may have our answer.

You got a name?

- I'll do what needs doing.
- Nothing useful.

But I have another edge.

His name is MacGyver.

He's one of the government's
top bloodhounds.

I've seen this guy.

- He was with the professor.
- Good. Find him.

We may have the student.

I loved him too.

This was my desk, here in the corner.
There's a heater back there.

- I'm no dummy.
- Yeah?

Yeah, for two years. I spent
some of the best times of my life

right here in this classroom
with Professor Willis.

Me too.

I got a feeling I was a little
older than you, though, Kate.

- You are Kate, aren't you?
- How'd you know?

- He mentioned you last night.
- You were with him--?

Yeah.

You were waiting here
for me, weren't you?

- I was hoping, yeah.
- For what?

We gotta talk, Kate,

about that project you
and the professor were working on.

I gotta go.

- I'll give you a lift.
- Why?

I like hanging out
with friendly people.

Let me get that for you.

You built these satellite maps?

Yeah.

Telesat 5, NAVSAT, Westar 5?

You follow all the communications
satellites, know their positions?

I do okay. So what?

Kate, why are you so rude
to Mr. MacGyver?

I think it has something to do with
defense mechanisms, Mrs. Lafferty.

- Hers.
- Is all of this in honor of something?

Oh, you bet it is.

For you to help solve the problem
with the guidance system,

you had to break into
a top-secret computer net

just chock-full
of classified information.

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but in
this country I think that's a no-no.

- Is that true?
- Take it easy, Mom.

The man is overreacting.

They think I'm gonna
tell it to the Russians?

Will you just knock that chip
off your shoulder for a second?

Just listen to me. The government's
a little embarrassed by your antics.

Office of Defense Intelligence, ma'am.
Is your daughter at home?

- What's this all about?
- Who are you?

- Name's MacGyver.
- Are you a relative or something?

Something.

- Come in.
- They're legit. ODI.

Are you Kate Lafferty?

Just what do you want with her?

We just wanna have a little chat
with her, ma'am, downtown.

- You guys got a charge?
- No, not yet.

We just wanna talk.
You push it, we'll get a warrant.

I think you better go.
They just wanna ask a few questions.

- No, I'm not gonna go anywhere.
- Take it easy, Kate.

I think your mom's right.
You should go with them.

- But don't worry, we'll get you out.
- When will she be back?

Well, that all depends on her, ma'am.
It could be she'll be out right away.

Then again, it might be
quite some time. Let's go, Kate.

All right, Kate, let's try it again.

Why don't we start with how you
gained access

to the Snake-Eye project?

Maybe we ought to get me a lawyer
before we start talking.

Look, this is not an inquisition.

- You're not charged.
- Not yet.

All we want are a few serious answers
to a few serious questions.

- I have nothing to say.
- Now, look,

you wanna cooperate here and now,

or do you wanna look at conspiracy
charges and explain them to a judge?

Okay. What do you want?

To start, I wanna know how you broke
through the computer security system.

All right.

I'll show you. Can I use a computer?

Be my guest.

Password?

It'll save time.

Lippencott.

Data inventory.

"Pershing, Phoenix, Hawk.

Sidewinder.

Harpoon." Yeah, Snake-Eye.

Okay, now I gotta get into
the sub-program.

Come on, Pete, she broke security
to help Professor Willis

help the United States
government solve a problem.

It's not like she was selling
the Pentagon to Gorbachev.

I know, Mac, but it's not exactly
like she stole an apple

- off a pushcart either.
- All right, all right.

I'm telling you, Kate is not
gonna tell them one thing

about the guidance system
or anything else

until they stop treating her
like Qaddafi's hit man.

Mac, you are probably
reading the girl right, but I--

Pete.

I'll make a deal with you.

I don't think I like the sound of that,
but I'm listening.

I'll get both answers for us,

providing you get the ODI
off her back.

How she accessed their computer

and what the fix on that
guidance system was.

Mac, I don't know
if I can keep my end of it.

Well, I'm not sure I can swing my end,
but I'm willing to give it my best shot.

How about you?

- Agreed.
- All right, Pete.

We're in.

Great. Just like that.

I can't believe it.
We have to tighten security.

New access codes
for the whole program.

Thanks a lot, kid.

How long is this gonna take?

It took me three weeks
the first time to break in.

Cool down.

Oh, terrific.

Are you getting anything yet?

Right now.

- What's going on here?
- I don't know.

Oh, this is crazy.
It's going berserk.

Hey!

Come on.

What's all this?

Hey, that's the fire alarm.

I'm getting interference.

- Call maintenance.
- On it.

- What the hell's going on?
- Just take it easy.

The emergency generator
will kick in in a second.

Stop worrying.

The missiles will be delivered
as promised.

- The delivery isn't what concerns me.
- Oh?

There's an ugly rumor
going around

that the missile's guidance
system doesn't work.

It doesn't.

- But it will.
- That's not good enough, Mr. Hatcher.

My people want a demonstration
just to be sure.

There was nothing in our deal
about a demonstration.

No demonstration, no money.

What do you want us to hit?

I haven't decided yet,

but I'll think up something
imaginative.

Hey, what are you doing in here?

I could ask you the same thing.

- I thought you were being detained.
- Oh, they thought so too.

They started threatening
all sorts of dumb things.

I think they thought I was
some kind of dodo, so I left.

How'd you manage that?

I screwed up
their environmental control system.

Oh.

Why don't you just
give them the answers?

Because they've got no right
to treat me like a criminal.

And because I want some
answers about Professor Willis.

I don't see anybody doing anything
about trying to find his murderers.

- It's being done.
- Yeah? By who?

Friends of mine.
They'll find the killers.

- You're sure?
- I guarantee it.

But in the meantime, why don't you
help them fix this guidance system?

I mean, the answer
is in here, isn't it?

Sure.

But you'll never get in.

That's what you're
trying to do, isn't it? Break in?

Yes.

You're trying to break in
using these passwords?

- Too easy?
- Not my style.

- What's your style?
- That's your problem.

I'm sure you can solve it.

Is what your mom said true?
You don't have any friends?

Who needs them?

All they do is tease me
about being an egghead.

- Kind of hurts, huh?
- What do you know about it?

Look, I'm not pretty,
and the boys that do notice me,

they run like rabbits when they
find out I'm smarter than they are.

So you just decided
to go it alone, is that it?

- Is this some kind of shrink session?
- All right, all right.

- There is a password, right?
- Sure.

But you're not even close.

You know, you're a very
pretty girl when you smile.

Give me a break, will you? I'm not.

And you know it.
Everybody knows it. I know it.

I'm nowhere even close
to being pretty. I'm--

I'm--

That's mean.

Boy, you are not seeing
who you really are, Kate.

You're wrong.

I know who I am and what I am,
and you do too. Look.

That's your password.

And I don't happen
to believe it for a second.

Well, it's the truth.

I'm ugly, and I'm weird. And I don't
even care if anybody likes me or not.

You are not ugly.

And will you please
stop putting yourself down?

You are special, Kate.

And it's not so bad to be special.

You just have to learn
to feel good about it, that's all.

Well, I don't, okay?

Here, make the copy.

The file name is "guidance,"
with a .pgm extension.

Guidance.

Nice shot!

Shh. Come on, Kate.

Let's go.

- Whoops.
- Ah!

Storeroom, quick.

Pull this out and plug it in.

A sound oscillator?

Yeah, I'm gonna give them
a royal pain in the ear.

- Here, protect your ears.
- There!

Right.

MacGyver, stop. The plug, it's--

Mac, stop. The plug.

Hold it!

Well, it was a good idea.

- Turn around.
- You know, you and I should talk.

What do you say we--?

They say sleep is relaxing.

Well, not all the time.

It's become apparent
that Kate and I think a lot alike.

And if that's the case,
I gotta believe she's left me a clue.

Duckling.

Boy, she's good.

"SAR-SAT, 243 megahertz."

Very good.

Yeah, FAA. This is MacGyver.

Uh... DXS ID number XC4479.

Yeah, right.

Yeah, I got this little problem,

and I think your SAR-SAT
satellite can help me with it.

Yeah, right.

Signal's probably coming
from a portable radio

modified to a transceiver
on 243 megahertz.

Okay, I need you to scan
the western United States.

You will?

Well, what can I say?
You guys are terrific.

I haven't got time
to play games, young lady.

I will find out about
the guidance system.

Sodium Pentothal.

Your choice. With or without.

Be sensible.
Tell Mr. Walker what to do.

One of the great things
about satellite navigation

is that they can pinpoint
a location down to 100 yards.

The problem is, they still can't
tell who's liable to be waiting there.

So where's this baby gonna go?

Anyplace between Canada
and the Mexican border.

Get the missile in place.

You're gonna use it here,
in the United States?

Just a little test to make sure
everything works the way it should.

When do I get to go?

After the test.

Lock her up.

Move it.

Come on, get.

Couple hours, you'll be okay.

- Kate. Kate.
- MacGyver.

Don't touch that bar. It's hot.

Hey, nice job. Real nice.

Sure, but I'm gonna get fried
trying to squeeze through.

All right, hang on.

Spray cans use hydrocarbons.

Ought to cool the bars down.

Stand back.

They were gonna give me
Sodium Pentothal,

and they made me fix the guidance
system. I had no choice.

That truck I saw leaving, had a tarp
on it, was the missile under that?

Yes, only they don't know
the target yet.

The head honcho said he'd radio the
coordinates as soon as he got them.

- So they're staying in touch by radio?
- I guess.

This is all my fault, isn't it? I mean,
if I hadn't broken into that stupid--

- Hey.
- I never did anything like this.

Believe me, I only did it
to help Professor Willis.

Look, everybody makes
mistakes once in a while.

The trick is learning to live with it.

Like we all do.

Even if you are special.

- MacGyver?
- Yeah?

You're the first real...

- What?
- Forget it.

Friend?

- I guess.
- I am honored.

- Now you're making fun of me.
- No way.

Friendship is something
I don't take lightly.

It's too hard to come by.

You mean it?

Yes, ma'am.

Why are we stopping?

The more time we take,
the further away they get.

Yeah, but they are staying
in contact by radio, right?

Yeah.

Come on, Kate. If you don't get it,
you're not as smart as I think you are.

I'll get it. I'll get it.

- Triangulation, right?
- Good girl.

- Use the radio in the jeep.
- And the one in your pocket.

And we can use the coils
from the speakers.

And the battery from the jeep.

Oh, no.

The battery is dead. I had it
on the whole time for SAR-SAT.

Oh...

All right.

We use the acid from the cactus.
It's got electrolytes.

And we've got two different kinds
of wire from the jeep.

- So we have power for the radio.
- We'll use our watches and the sun...

To get the direction.

- Is right!
- Great!

- All for one.
- And one for all.

I can't believe you said that.

The liquid in the cactus will
give us a low-level current.

That ought to be all we need.

Eagle to Nest, Eagle to Nest.
I'm in position. Over.

Nest to Eagle, stand by.
Be with you in a minute.

Everything's ready. All we need
are the coordinates. Over.

These loops will form
a directional antenna.

Excellent.

Our antennas will form
two points of the triangle.

The third point is where they are.

Right.

And if we're lucky,
we'll pick up their voices.

We got them.

Yeah, but do we have them in time?

Sounds like they're
getting ready to fire.

Listen, point your watch to the north
and align the antenna with it.

So we can calibrate directionally.

Yes, ma'am.

Have you compensated
for gradient, Eagle?

I've compensated.
Circuitry check in progress.

Any anomalies?

- Zero-zero.
- They're coming in at 2 o'clock.

Mine's coming in at 11.

And where they cross
is where the missile is.

Commence check. Stand by.

Well, I trust the baby is well.

She is. She's been
checked and rechecked.

All we need now
are the coordinates.

Then she'll be off
like a hungry vulture.

Program the guidance control

to 37 degrees, 47 minutes north,

122 degrees, 30 minutes west.

122 degrees, 30 minutes west.

- Somewhere in the South Bay, isn't it?
- Very good, Mr. Hatcher.

What's the specific target?

The Clinton Narrows Bridge.

I contacted the buyers and told them

they'd be hearing
about the demonstration

around 1:30 this afternoon.

Traffic count is lowest then.

Have a good day.

- Did you get that?
- Got it.

Why does he wanna take out
the Clinton Narrows Bridge?

It's part of the marketing
plan. He'll get a lot of press.

Customers will see

- that they've got a good product.
- Roger, Nest.

They're gonna take out
the Clinton Narrows Bridge.

Yeah, in 27 minutes.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

The South Bay Marathon's today.

There will be thousands
of runners on that bridge.

- How do you know that?
- Because I've run it twice.

MacGyver, there's gotta
be something we can do.

Yeah. The question is what and how.

Larkin, come here.

If we could get our hands
on that shotgun...

No, it's a little too
wide open down there.

I've never had much use
for guns anyway.

- Then what are we gonna do?
- Assess the problem,

then come up with a solution.
That's usually how it's done.

Yes, if you have enough time.

And we've only got 12 minutes.

You know, maybe that shotgun
could be useful.

Harness a little of the power
from the sun, heat it up a tad.

If we had a harness.

What do you think the jeep's got?

- Energy.
- Yeah.

We can use the headlight
as a parabolic mirror.

- And we got the side-view mirrors.
- To beam it in.

We could use the lens from
the binoculars to modify the reflector

to give it a little more distance.

Yeah, but we still have to get closer.

But we got a plan. Let's go.

Nest to Eagle.

This is Eagle. Go ahead, Nest.

I'm indicating six minutes to launch.
You in sync?

We're all set, ready to go.

I want the countdown
on the radio to confirm launch.

You got it.

We're gonna use the
parabolic mirror as a solar collector

and focus the sunlight through
the binocular lens in position over it.

Concentrating it.

Yeah. It comes off the sun

at about 6000 degrees centigrade.

It'll still be plenty hot
by the time we bounce it.

Can you aim accurately
with a flat mirror?

I'll check it out.

It looks about right.

We just have to position
our collector now.

We're getting a beam.

The trick is to heat up
the ejector port,

then the shell inside.

The gun oil's already smoking.

When that powder gets
hot enough, it's gonna blow.

Exactly.

And hopefully
take the gas tank with it.

Oh! Oh!

All right.

I can't believe this worked.

Come on, it worked.

Are they dead?

No, they're just out for a while.

That was close. Another two minutes,
this thing would've been airborne.

Nest to Eagle.
Why haven't you started countdown?

Eagle, do you copy?
I don't hear your countdown.

Nest to Eagle. If you're having trouble,
I'll fly the second bird. Over.

Commencing countdown.

Larkin, is that you?

Continuing countdown
from 20, 19, 18, 17--

You're not Larkin.
Nice try, whoever you are.

- Elevate the missile.
- Yes, sir.

- Can he fire this by remote control?
- No, he doesn't have to.

He's gonna fire
the other missile.

All right, settle down.
Don't give up yet.

Listen, how well do you know
that guidance system?

To start, it overrides
the surface-to-air configuration.

Uh... So without it,
it becomes a heatseeker?

Yes, exactly. That's the way
it was originally designed.

We have to get it within
a half a mile of the other target.

We can vector
into that kind of window.

You can, and it'll blow them
both to smithereens.

Provided we fire it within seconds
of their launch. Go to work.

Come on, Kate, gotta move.

If I could just pop this chip out.

Five, four, three, two, one.

- Got it.
- Stand clear.

Come on, Kate.

MacGyver, we did it!

Yeah. Yeah, I'd say.

Me too.

Les, listen, I'll be right back, okay?

Go ahead.

Excuse me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I see some changes
have been made.

Yeah, sort of, I guess.

- You look great.
- Yeah? Thank you.

Listen, I wanted to tell you,

they busted Hatcher and his friends
and the wacko behind the whole thing.

- Good.
- Yeah.

And the Defense Department's gonna
be clamoring for your services

right around graduation time.

I got a feeling they're gonna
spring for your own lab.

Oh, that's pretty all right.
That's good.

- So why don't you introduce him?
- He's shy.

Especially around strangers.

But get him alone in a lab,

- can he compute.
- Figures.

Thanks for everything.

You bet.

Well...

Will I see you again?

Count on it.

- I will.
- Okay.

Come on, Les. Let's dance.

All right.

Your dancing is great.

Once again, bartender.

Thank you.

I've been kind of busy
intercepting some plans

for a guerrilla raid.

Mother, look.

Trouble is, it's nearly made me
miss my train.

- Look, he's thumbing a ride from us.
- Of course.

Your generation hasn't enough
discipline to catch a train on time.

I didn't mean to start
a whole thing, Mother.

And considering who was after me,
I'd just as soon not miss my train.

Come on, please!

- I guess he missed his connection.
- Yeah.

Come on, slow it down!

Stop that train!

Come on, I got a ticket.
I promise.

- No, no, go away.
- Please!

It is too dangerous.

- I can't.
- Slow down!

Go away! Go!

- Are we going to stop for him?
- That's up to the engineer.

No, no!

Please! Come on!
I need a ride!

Oh, okay.

You're a gentleman.
You're beautiful.

Hi, sorry about the holdup,
so to speak.

- Hey, you're American.
- You got me on that one.

- So are we.
- Name's MacGyver.

Andy Ellis, and I'm Laura Dillon.
Welcome aboard.

- Thanks.
- You're lucky.

No stops from here to the coast.
Take any seat.

You could make my day if you told me
I could get something to eat.

Right there in the dining section.

Terrific,
Amazing how that works out.

Excuse me.

- You got a pen?
- Yeah.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

It's coming around.

EXPLOSIVES

I'll have a roast lamb sandwich.
Big. Enormous.

Surely not naked, unadorned meat?

No, they usually slap a
couple pieces of bread on either side.

No, no, no, what I refer to is food's
blessed accompaniment, drink.

What is it you Americans cherish?

Bourbon and rye on the rocks?

Well, actually, I'd like
a glass of milk, please.

How disgustingly healthy.

- I'm James Grant.
- MacGyver.

Very nice to meet you.

We shall be on this misbegotten
excuse for a railway

through a long, dusty ride.

And if we don't
at least drink together,

why, we shall have
to drink separately.

Ow!

- Are you all right?
- Are you all right?

- It's so damned stupid of me.
- No, no, come on, now.

It takes time.

Very observant of you, Mr. MacGyver,
but it has been seven weeks.

- I'm so sorry.
- Don't cluck over me!

I'm a cripple. You're black.

Neither is a condition for sympathy.

Sorry.

It's okay.
I noticed my color a long time ago.

He's just hurting.

- Andrea Collins.
- MacGyver.

- Mind if I join you?
- I was hoping you'd ask.

That was quite a stunt
you pulled,

after the way you broke the speed
of light trying to catch this train.

What's the rush?

Well, I'm a tourist.
I didn't wanna miss the scenic ride.

Uh huh. I work for the
State Department. Courier.

And I know urgent when I see it.

All right, the truth.

I just hijacked proof
of an illegal-arms oil deal,

and if I get the proof
out of the country in time,

I could help thwart a little war.

I was in a hurry.

Okay.

I deserved that.

We're just a couple of tourists
enjoying the pretty scenery.

From where I sit,
the scenery's very pretty.

- Why? Just tell me.
- Andy, I told you!

You know how I feel about you.

Come on, Laura,
it's more than just a feeling.

Don't be afraid to use the word.
I'm not.

Love. Like in I love you.

- Andy--
- We'll be in Rajamehar in two days.

Be home in one more.
We could get married a week later.

Or as soon as our families
cool down.

No. How long have
we known each other?

It's not how long.
It's how good.

We met in Barcelona,
got along okay--

It was better than okay.

Yeah, a lot better than okay.

Good fun,

- good feelings.
- Good everything. All of the pieces fit.

Yeah, for a fun summer, sure.
But marriage?

- Marriage is different.
- I know.

And it's what I want.

- I thought it would be what you want.
- It is.

That's why I want to be damned sure.

I lived through a divorce
when I was 12.

I'm not gonna go
through one of my own.

What do I say? Trust me?

Gamble on me?

Love me.

I guess that's what we both say.

- I owe you an apology.
- That you do.

Make it good.

You're forgiven.

No, but I must make proper amends.

Find a treasure. Buy a drink.
Slay a dragon.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- It's all right. It's all right.

The sight of beauty
invariably dizzies me.

The stink of liquor does
the same thing for me, Mr. Grant.

Come along, Diana.

I'm sorry.

If you're gonna slay a dragon,
I know where you can find one.

Hear, hear.

Everybody, keep in your seats.
This train is now in our control.

Sit down!

Keep down!

- You bloody scud, you can't--

Oh, my God!

Be quiet. Be careful.
Nobody will be hurt!

You may have already
killed that man.

- It was an accident.
- I'm a doctor.

And verifiably nonbelligerent.

Let me pass.

- I can use some help.
- I can help.

Diana, don't be foolish.
You have absolutely no experience.

You'll only be a hindrance.

We are not bandits.

Oh, yeah?
What is it you want?

Two men who are on this train.
It is a matter of justice.

- I don't understand.
- You don't have to understand.

We will find them.

And when we have found them,
we will execute them.

How is he?

With a bullet in him?
I've got him stabilized.

A man puts a gun to my
head and says he's not a terrorist,

I take it with a grain of salt.

He's got tissue trauma
and he's losing blood.

For now he's not getting any worse,
but we can't afford to take chances.

There is the inevitable shock,

so we'll have to get him to a hospital
straightaway, or he may die.

This is madness.

We didn't want to.
We will get help once we stop.

Are there others
in the sleeping car?

Whoops.

Sorry.

One of the interesting
things about the local moonshine is,

it tastes a lot like kerosene,

and it burns even better.

There he is.

Hi.

What in heaven's name
are you up to?

- You're the fellow we picked up.
- Yeah, right. Name's MacGyver.

You also picked up a couple
of hijackers back there.

That's what all the fuss is about.

They are following the train on foot,

but they'll never catch us.

- Well done, MacGyver.
- Thanks.

We shall report the incident
when we get to Rajamehar.

All right.

- What's up ahead?
- A trestle bridge.

And once we are past that bridge,
we are out of the bandit country.

I think
we can pick up speed.

Engineer seems to be
in a bit of a rush.

I'd say we're bound to see more
trouble before we see Rajamehar.

They cannot stop a moving train.

Hurry, quickly!
Everyone to the train. Quick. Go!

- What are you doing?
- I'm gonna rig it

- so nobody but you or I can start it.
- Good.

We got enough voltage
here so if anyone fiddles with it,

it'll uncurl his beard.

Everybody, off the train. Out!

Search the train.
Bring me the westerners.

Do not move!

Everybody, out. Out now!

Out! Out!

Out, I said!

- Oh, my Lord.
- Outside. All of you!

No, please. Is he dead?

Dr. Grant and I can't leave.

Diana, this has nothing to do
with us. Now, don t be stupid.

I would've said she's admirable.

You said you were
an honorable man.

Is it honorable to let
a wounded man die?

The woman can stay.
Everybody else out.

I'll be back as soon as possible.

Keep him warm
and don't be frightened.

I can't help it. I am.

I know.
That's why you're admirable.

We have all the passengers
off the train.

This is my train, my engine.
I am responsible for these people.

Easy there. Easy, big fellow.

What are you gonna do with them?
And the others you're taking away?

They will be quite safe
at our village until this is over.

Till what is over?

You are here
to answer questions, not ask them.

- What is your name?
- MacGyver.

Now, if you got a problem with me
or us, don't take it out on them.

They will not be hurt, MacGyver.
My business is with you.

All of you.

My name is Hassan!

- These are my people, our village.
- Will you cut to the point?

In my good time!

We are a poor people
in a hard country.

To make our lives a little better,

to do something worthwhile,

we set a place apart.
A clinic for the sick,

for the children. All of us gave money,
whatever we could afford,

and we bought medicines
and drugs in Chittoor.

From two westerners.

Two businessmen.

Americans or English.

They were paid
a great deal of money.

- But what has that to do with us?
- Only...

...that when our people
took your medicines,

26 died.

One of those who died was my son.

We were sold poisons.

By two of you.

For the money.

- Who?
- He doesn't know that.

Otherwise he'd be on them
right now.

You have an eye for the truth
behind the truth, Mr. MacGyver.

I don't know.

So...

...you will tell me.

That's ridiculous.
We have no idea who the men are.

Then find them! Among yourselves.

You will give me these murderers,

and to help you in your efforts
to find them,

there will be no food,
no water, until you do.

They took all the food
and the water.

Kind of makes sense, doesn't it?
He's trying to put the pressure on us.

He's still checking out the luggage.

He doesn't seem to have
found anything.

We're just gonna have to
find those men.

And then turn them over
to be killed, is that it?

Do we have
any volunteers?

Well, the way I see it,
we've got two things to consider here.

First of all, can we identify
the two men?

And secondly, if we do find them, do
we turn two people over to be killed?

- Are you thirsty, Laura?
- Very.

I guess everybody is.

I was thinking
if I could get past the guards,

maybe I could steal a horse

or even follow the tracks
until I found some help.

Andy, we're in
the middle of nowhere.

Anyway, with all those guards
out there, it's too dangerous.

What are we gonna do?

I mean, this is not my idea
of a fun experience.

Maybe if we could get word out
to the police or to the embassy--

I don't see how.

- Oh, I'm so scared.
- Hey, Laura.

If Hassan was gonna do anything
violent, it would've happened by now.

As soon as the train's
reported missing...

No, no, we're not gonna lie
to each other.

It'll be a good week before anybody
starts to worry about us.

So all we have to count on is us.

But that's all right.
We'll make it.

That wasn't much.

Oh, I don't know.
He made me feel better.

May I join you?

I was hoping you'd ask that.

How come you're not scared?

Well, you know that old saying,

"Lord, give me the strength
to deal with what I can

and endure what I can't"?

Well, I'm enduring.

You know, in a weird way,
you're a comfort, MacGyver.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I scored.

- Soda?
- They've cut the water off.

At least it's liquid.

A pathetic substitute
for anything else.

Here, let me.

I was always strong.

Why do you say strong
like it's some kind of drawback?

Well, it is if you're oversize
and agonizingly shy.

I've no interest in what you thought
you were, only in what you are.

A woman.
A very exciting woman.

Half a compliment
from half a man.

- No. No.
- I-- I'm--

Correction, I was a surgeon.

Before the accident.

A damned good one. But now...

...quite useless, you see.

You're still a doctor.
You knew what to do for him.

You've kept him alive.
I don't call that useless.

- Ugh!
- What is it?

Forgive me, it's...

- Sometimes the fingers hurt like hell.
- The fingers?

It's ghost pain.

It's a phenomenon of amputation.

The body remembers
what's no longer there.

- My, I wish I could do something.
- Oh, you have.

You've allowed me to talk about it.
I didn't think I could.

Would it be awful
if I asked you how...?

How?

It was really stupid.
I was in London.

I was stitching up a stab wound
in the emergency room of a hospital,

and suddenly the doors
were kicked open

and this wild-eyed man was there
wielding a sawn-off shotgun.

- A maniac?
- Drugged out of his mind.

I remember thinking,
"If he fires that,

there's half a dozen people
in this room,

any of them could be killed
or maimed."

How dreadful.

Well, I don't know, I think I've seen
probably too many Hollywood movies,

but instead of just staying there
and staying absolutely still,

I took a step towards him
and I extended my arm.

And then I said something
absolutely stupid like,

"I think you better hand me that gun."

- And he shot you?
- Yes.

I was so close to him

that the blast from the gun
just disintegrated my arm.

Fortunately, no one else was hurt.

By such mad improbabilities
are dreams destroyed.

I'm sorry.

Well, that's my story.
Now, what's yours?

What do you want out of life?

To be purposeful.

To be useful.

To be needed.

Oh, Lord.

You are.

You are needed.

What's that?

It's a bottle spout
I've made into a whistle.

A dog whistle?

Yeah, sort of.

It's pitched above human range,
but animals can hear it.

And if I've done it right, they're gonna
be none too happy with the sound.

Whoa, whoa, boy.
Down, down, boy.

Easy. Easy.

He is usually very docile.

- Guard duty tonight, Hassan?
- It is necessary.

How is he?
The man who was wounded?

- He might die.
- We did not want that.

Come on, Hassan,

you hijacked a train by force.

To make a just end.

To take payment for murder.

My son died.

Badur's brother.

Laila from the next village
lost her three children,

the youngest not yet able to walk.

She was not much younger
than the little child with the doll.

It is a terrible thing

- to see a child die.
- I'm sorry.

Please believe me.

We're all sorry.

We worked together, all of us,

to build a clinic for the children
and for my son.

Pride is a sin.

And God struck me
for my pride in my son.

- Your son gave the medicine?
- With a needle.

First to himself so the children
would not be frightened.

So they were brave.

And I was proud.

And they died.

So you're going to avenge death
by killing.

- I will do what I must.
- You're still proud, Hassan.

But taking more lives
won't bring your son back.

Find me the men, MacGyver.

And then go.

I feel for that man.

He has a right, but he's wrong.

Another day.

A whole other set
of fresh possibilities.

I'm a sucker for mornings.

- Hey! Where are you going?
- Stop! Stop, I say!

I will have your head.

Andy!

I got him. I got him.
That's for the kid, Hassan.

It's all right. Don't shoot.

If you don't mind my saying so,
that was real dumb.

- Andy.
- Sorry, babe, I tried.

Oh, because I was so scared.
Oh, Andy.

I thought I was gonna make it.

Until friend Kramer here
blew the whistle on you.

Why?

I'm sorry. I was...
You startled me. Besi--

It's funny. I got the idea you wanted
to see the kid get nailed.

Take the heat off everybody else.
Especially you.

- That's not true.
- Search him.

Go ahead.
I have nothing to hide.

Maybe you wouldn't mind if we took
a look in your compartment.

It is mine.

I was simply afraid that you'd steal it,
that's all.

I never sold poison to anyone.

Paper.

We paid in gold.

He is no doubt a thief and a liar,

but he is not the man
I am looking for.

You know, Hassan,

you just gave me an idea.

One of the best ways
to get inside a man's mind

is to go through his body.

With my sphygmomanometer?

Well, a human being
can try to lie,

but the funny thing is, the body
always has a way of telling the truth.

All I have to do is cannibalize
your medical kit,

borrow an alarm clock
and build us a translator.

MacGyver, you have
a remarkable flair for junk art.

A lie detector's
a simple thing, actually.

When you lie, your blood pressure
goes up and you sweat.

Sweat creates a conductance,
and it'll sound the alarm, like this:

Your son would have understood.

You are right.

Show me.

Okay.

I'm gonna ask you a question.
I want you to lie, all right?

Andy, did you try to escape?

No, I didn't.

- Do you deal drugs?
- No.

Did you sell these people
bad medicine?

No, I didn't, damn it! No way.

Why did you run away?

For Laura.

Because she was so scared.

I learned I'm not much of a hero.

Oh, I learned something too.

When I thought you might be killed,
I just fell apart.

I don't need a hero.

I need you.

That was love. Not lying.

I almost believe...

Ask the others.

And then I will ask you, MacGyver.

No, I don't think so, Hassan. I'm not
gonna put anybody else through this

until I know what you'll do
once you find them.

Justice!

They will take the medicines
they sold to us.

You'll kill them.

No, they will kill themselves. Justice.

Nope, that's murder.

What do you want?

If we find the men,

I want you to come to Rajamehar
with us, where they'll stand trial.

I agree.

- On memory of my son.
- It's a deal.

You're gonna take his word for it,
just like that?

Yep, I guess I am.

You know, Mr. Webster, I think
you just volunteered to go next.

What do you say?
Have a seat.

Sure. I'll go next.

If you think I'm guilty of this,
you're all crazy.

All right, you about ready?

Mr. Webster,

did you sell fake, toxic medicines
to Hassan's people?

- Blade!
- Paul, you said you could handle it.

I can! Give me my damn gun!

We're out of here anyway.

Argh!

Ugh! Oh...
Ugh!

Don't be a fool, MacGyver,
we can all get out of here.

We'll just back the train
right up through them.

I can't do that.

I gave Hassan my word.

Tough.

Webster, don't do it.

I rigged the circuits to overload.

They'll blow on you.

You ought to take your own
lie-detector test, MacGyver.

Don't do it!

Argh!

Justice.

Make sure you change the bandage
after three days.

- There's no sign of an infection.
- Thank you, doctor.

Good.

All right, give Hassan his gold back.

Ah!

Yes.

Would you take this gold
and buy medicines for us?

Good medicines?

But that's like...

Hassan, medicines
aren't like bloody magic. You...

You need a doctor.

I think he's already got that
figured out.

- He's looking at a doctor.
- I can't.

- I don't practice medicine anymore.
- We would be honored.

It's crazy. I couldn't possibly take on
something like--

- Single-handed, so to speak.
- You wouldn't have to.

Diana, have you gone
absolutely out of your mind?

My question exactly.

The answer is yes.

- What are you planning on doing?
- I don't know,

but for the first time in my life, I'm
finding out what kind of person I am.

Well, all I can say is, it's about time.

I think you're all a bit mad.

But if there's anything you need
for this so-called clinic of yours,

Diana knows where to reach me.

Thank you, Mother.
Have a good trip home.

Primitive working conditions,
lousy hours, monster workload,

no pay.

What a deal!

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 deeply grateful for
all 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 favor.

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.

Ah.

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 real 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 beat 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.

Come on. All right.

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.

Uh-huh. 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 bald man.

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.

Ah.

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 favor, 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.

- 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!

Ha-ha-ha-ha. Fuad!

Argh!

Listen, I hope you're taking
this personally.

Argh!

What is this?

No!

Not yet.

Ugh.

Thanks.

Clean yourself up.
And don't dirty my carpet.

I am Khan.

Yeah, I've heard about you.

Rumor 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 millimeter?

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.

Ah, well, then you can see
you're well 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. This way.

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, you know.

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.

- Oh.
- 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 exceptions.

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 excitement.

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.

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 cloud cover.

Sound the alarm! Hurry!

- Yeah, well, that's it.
- Argh!

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 marvelous 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?

Kill him and get it over with
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 harbor area.

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

Unless you're setting me up again.

Look, Mac. I'm sorry
about that, I really am.

For what? 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, MacGyver,

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. 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...
- 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.

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.

Ahoo!

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.

Moscow

What the hell are you doing here?

What do you mean,
what am I doing here?

You take an emergency leave
of absence,

grab a Soviet ID, a map
of northern Russia, and you split.

You didn't even say goodbye
to me.

Well, so you just naturally
have to follow me?

Pete, we're friends.

If you got troubles, I got troubles.

Mac, this one is all mine.

Alexander Karsov.

Candidate for the Nobel,
led a civil-rights protest

in Moscow a while back.

He's got a cabin right up
the river too, doesn't he?

How do you know all that?

I pulled the operations file
from your office.

How else was I supposed to
find out where you were, huh?

So is this Karsov your problem?

Yeah.

He died three days ago,
under police interrogation.

Because of his contacts
with an American secret agent.

That sounds like
the usual phony cover-up.

No. It's true.

I was the agent.

But there wasn't any spying.

I was his friend.
I was helping him move some letters

from political prisoners to relatives,
friends, outside of Russia.

Somehow, we slipped and...

...they caught him.

Pete, you can't blame yourself
for that.

The hell I can't! Alex is dead.

Now I've learned they're
gonna arrest his daughter too, Marya.

So you came to Russia to get her out.

Well, that's great, Pete.
How do we operate?

Mac, this is personal, all right?
First person singular.

Just me. I'm not gonna jeopardize
anyone else in this.

Hey, hold it. I'm here.
I traveled 10,000 miles to be here.

Now, like it or not, you've got me.

Okay.

But she's gonna be a little nervous
about anyone arriving here.

Let me go in alone, all right?

- You just wait here.
- Okay.

- All right?
- Yeah.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

- Peter!
- Marya.

Oh, Peter!

God in heaven, are you crazy,
coming here?

- Don't you know?
- Yes, I do.

Come in.

Marya, I...

I can't tell you how truly sorry I am.

I have no time for weakness.

The police, in their infinite sensitivity,
have ordered me out.

Peter, an American
doesn't simply drop in

- in the middle of Russia.
- Marya,

I have come to take you out of here.

- No!
- Before you are arrested.

A car like that's
gotta be the secret police.

Three men in a black car.

Marya Alexandrovna Karsova!

- Yes?
- You are requested to accompany us

to police headquarters.
There are some questions.

And the answer is, "She is guilty
and will be sent to the gulag." No!

Marya Alexandrovna,
I am only a policeman.

Then find yourself an honest trade.
I'm not coming.

Oh!

- Hi, Pete!
- Any ideas?

- The boats, Pete.
- Oh, right.

Get them!

Something's wrong!

All this fun, and you wanted
to leave me behind!

Everybody makes mistakes.

After them!

Hang on!

Not much chance of their hitting us.

Not unless they get lucky.

We gotta get them off our tail.

Give me a hand, Pete.

- What are we doing?
- Wrecking this blanket.

Gonna build something
for them to run into.

That boat's got a jet drive.

You gonna jam their intake?

You got it.

Got them!

Clear the boat!

Well, all right!

Nice driving.

MacGyver.

I am truly happy to finally meet you.

Marya Alexandrovna Karsov.

- Mac, I'm grateful.
- You bet.

And I am. To both of you.

Peter, you risked your life
coming here to help me.

And you, MacGyver.

What else could we do?

When I learned that Alex was dead,
I rushed here as soon as I could.

No, no, no, Peter.
What you heard was a lie.

My father isn't dead.

What?

He is being held, secretly,
in a state mental hospital.

Well, then, wait a minute.
Why this death notice then?

Because he is known.

Because he is loved.

They announce his death and wait.

If there is not too much public protest,

then he will die.

No.

No, he will not.

Listen, I'm just grateful he's alive.
And thank God you are free.

To leave Russia?

I thank you, Peter,
but I'm not going to escape.

The hospital is near Leningrad.
I have friends there.

I'm going to get my father out.

No. We are.

Hey, what about me?

I've never been to Leningrad before.

I hear it's a real party town.

Leningrad

Listen, Marya,
your friends were real helpful.

They're very loyal.
And I'll do my part.

Well, we've now got
travel permits, identification papers

and medical certificates.

That's great.
So we'll just waltz right in.

There it is.

Kind of impressive.
Right in the middle of nowhere.

It's a psychiatric hospital.
It has to be isolated.

Are you certain we can do this?

Nope.

- Marya?
- Huh?

Are you sure you can handle
your part of this plan?

My part is simple. They take advantage
of cheap labor from the village.

But yours, MacGyver, is...

It's a bit mad.

- Yeah, that's the idea.
- Let's go, Mac.

Good luck.

This is highly irregular.
I was not told you were coming, Dr....?

Torin.
I'm no happier than you are, doctor.

I'm required to stay here
for a week of observation.

Although there doesn't seem
to be much question.

Is he really schizophrenic?
Or is he political?

He's ill. Why do you ask?

There are different modes
of treatment.

Dr. Suvarin specializes
in political patients.

I myself do not enjoy acting
as an agent of the Internal Security.

We carry out an important duty.

But I can see that he is
a simple, good fellow.

- He won't give us trouble.
- No, absolutely not.

In fact, I planned on putting him in
a minimum-security observation ward.

Doctor, you will observe your patient.

Nothing less, nothing more.

But he will be housed
and treated under our rules.

Thank you.

Please.

Well, my friend, welcome to Ward K.

As long as you make an honest effort,
we'll get along.

He means, take your pills,
do as you're told.

It keeps everything under control.

Better to eat flesh and drink blood.

This is Lopat.

Just give him plenty of room,
especially at night.

So if you belong here,
it's that side of the ward.

If you're political, it's here.

Still having illusions that you're
a political prisoner, Dimitri?

That's what I am, you bedbug!

Please don't provoke me, Dimitri.

Or I would be forced
to quiet you down.

Again.

No, this is just talk.

I belong here.

I really do.

- Yes.
- What about you, sir?

Do you belong here?

I am political.

But I also drink blood.

Do you play?

I'll play both of you at same time.
I play all of you!

You're getting overexcited.

No!

- No.
- Don't do it!

We must learn control.

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to take this for a little while.

- Please, no.
- Please, yes!

For God's sake, let him have it!

We all must learn to live together,
don't we?

Yes!

Yes, yes, yes, yes! You're right!
You're right! We must! We do, we do!

- Emergency! Emergency!
- Quickly!

Yes, yes, yes, you are right!

We must do what we must do!

We must live together,
and play together,

and be what we must be!

You're right!

Thank you, my friend.

He's helped me!
I have a new friend here!

Thank you! Thank you!
Thank you! Thank you!

What's this? Oh, sorry, I quit!
I quit! I quit! I quit!

The patients
eat in here in small groups.

- Oh. And the politicals?
- With the others.

- Medication in the food?
- No.

I strongly disapprove of drugs
instead of treatment.

Well, how do you control
the drug dispensing?

Mild tranquilizers are kept
in the wards,

and the stronger drugs are kept
locked up in my office.

Well, you're very wise
to be so careful, Natalya.

Dr. Torin.

Your patient became violent.

What? Where?

What do you mean?
What have you done to him?

- I'm not laughing.
- Big of you.

But it's not easy.

You know, with the flip of a coin,
this could have been you in here.

Will you just get me out?

My head hurts,
and my body's about to turn numb.

All right, just stay cool.

I located the psychotropic drugs.
What about Karsov?

There are three politicals
in the ward along with me.

They ought to know where he is.

If I can get them to talk.

We're rolling, Pete.

Yeah.

- There is one hitch.
- What?

I only brought in one set of lock picks.

- What?
- Well, I don't know

if I can get them back to you
after I open the drug cabinet.

- Timing, Pete.
- Yes.

All you've gotta do
is break into a cheese box.

I've gotta break into a cell.

- Change the timing?
- Remember Belgrade?

- Don't change the timing.
- Right.

Look, I'll get my own set
of lock picks, all right?

Good. Let's go.

Pete.

I'm here
because of a man named Karsov.

Alexander Ivanovich Karsov.

Never heard of him.

Dimitri, please. I have to make contact.

How?

By flying out of the window?

Or melting through the wall?

We have a plan.
Just tell me where he is.

He is in Ward Zero.

Knight to queen's bishop four.
That's the move I would make.

But I can't.

I can't.

Ward Zero?

- Who are you?
- I'm here with Marya Karsova.

We were given help and papers
in Leningrad by Andrei Varsin.

Any good police spy
might know the names.

Knight to queen's bishop four.

But he wouldn't take a beating
just to save a poor fool's chess set.

Ward Zero is just above us.

But it's supposed to be empty.

Oh, he is in Ward Zero. I saw.

I remembered his work
on differential topology.

Very sound.

How will you get out of here?

I'll just have to get a set of keys.
Excuse me.

Every light bulb
has tungsten filaments,

two pieces of spring steel,
right size, right shape.

Let there be light.

It's the first corridor on your left
and then upstairs.

I'll arrange a diversion.

- Good luck.
- Thank you.

A noisy diversion.

Gentlemen...

...I'm going to need your help.

I will check on it.

Ward Zero.

With one problem.

Caulking compound mixed
with the proper hardening agent

makes a unique version
of Russian Krazy Glue.

If I get out of this,
I'll be sure to mail them the recipe.

What is this?

What are you doing?

Help!

Security!

Lopat glad you're here, friend.
Fun! Fun! Fun!

Don't hurt him.

If anyone else comes,
keep them out of here.

Secure all wards! Secure all wards!

Guards to Ward Zero at once!

Attention! Attention!
Additional disturbance in Ward K.

Attention, Ward K!

Sergeant Borov,
east-wing security desk at once.

Sergeant Borov,
east-wing security desk.

Karsov?

- Alexander Karsov?
- Who are you?

Your daughter, Marya, sent me.

I'll have you out of here in a second.

Emergency!
Attendants to Ward Zero at once!

I am the only patient in this section.

They will certainly search this room,
and then they find you.

Ward Zero security, report!

We're gonna get you out of here.

- We?
- Please, trust me, sir.

This is Sergeant Borov!

All guard posts on the left!

Patients are loose in the east wing.

Secure all exits.

Attention! Attention!
Ward K has been secured.

Repeat. Ward K has been secured.

All guards and attendants,
report back to your stations at once.

You think he's a hero then, yes?

No, leave it alone.
I want him restrained.

No, Suvarin. No!

Dr. Suvarin, please.

Doctor.

All right, doctor. You'll cripple him.

Prolonged loss of blood circulation
will frequently result

in permanent trauma
inflicted upon muscle tissue

and may also entail blockage
to kidneys--

I didn't know you had medical training.

I remember things.

But then you forget again, yes?

I...

- Yes. Yes.
- Yes.

Maybe I should burn
that chess set there

so you can think about other things.

Do not touch this chessboard
until I give you permission.

Sadist!

We'll speak about that again later.

But for now, clean up this mess!

It's all right.

He didn't use the needle.

It's clear.

This way, sir.

Dr. Torin!

Where in the hell have you been?

Outside.

For a stroll.

What?

The moonlight,
it's very important to me.

Come, I'll show you the open gate.

Shouldn't there be better security,
comrade?

There are some disturbed people here.

Just show
me the open gate. I can't see.

Comrade, it is night.

Wolves and owls can see.

Men and flowers must wait for the sun.

You've been here too long, comrade.

Go outside and look for yourself
if you don't believe me.

Can I get some medicine, please?

- I can't sleep.
- All right, all right.

- But no more noise!
- Oh, of course. Of course.

Crazy!

Indeed.

Thank you.

We made it.

At some risk to my heart.

Now, who are you?

Just a volunteer.

Along with Peter Thornton
and your daughter.

Peter is here?

- Why?
- Friendship.

I don't want to make trouble
for people.

And Marya, I pleaded
with her to leave.

Yeah, well, she's a little stubborn
when it comes to you.

Children.

I'm proud of her.

And I worry,
trouble I may bring to her.

- What's the plan?
- Well, tonight was phase one.

Get you out of your cell
and leave them searching.

And then phase two has Marya
in the village passing as a local girl.

She's arranged to work
in the hospital dining room.

When the security staff is eating,
she'll help us take care of them.

And tomorrow morning
is phase three.

Pete'll kick that off in about five hours.

And I wanted to be a surgeon.

But for a woman, you know,
it's very difficult.

Suvarin! You'll give me
a heart attack yet.

My apologies, Natalya Petrovich,

but I have the precise medication
for your condition.

This is a powerful psychotropic drug.
I don't understand.

I'll explain.

It is worth a lot of money
on the black market.

And that is why you and
your co-conspirator here stole it.

Suvarin, have you finally gone mad?

Perhaps it's just a little bit of paranoia.

It's proof!

I have already telephoned Leningrad.

You are both under house arrest.
You will see no one, speak to no one.

You are prisoners.

Good morning.

The labor office in the village
assigned me...

- ...to you.
- To me?

Oh, yes. Well, yes.

Yes!

- And?
- What?

What are your orders?

Orders! Of course.

Knife, fork, spoon and napkin.

On this table only.

- Only this table?
- Yes. For the staff, you know.

For doctors, nurses, security officers.

So it is important
that it must be correct.

Of course.

- When do they eat breakfast?
- In 20 minutes.

So quick, quick, quick, my girl.

Good morning.

When are we getting out
for our exercise?

Oh, you don't, Dimitri.

Not until the patient that escaped
last night has been found.

And the criminal plot that I discovered
in this hospital has been fully resolved.

- The criminal plot?
- Yes, the theft of valuable drugs

by Dr. Petrovich, the new doctor.

And I assume, until proven
otherwise, our new patient.

Good work, Suvarin.

As it happens, I've been investigating
this drug ring for some time.

- I am KGB, and this is evidence--
- Stay where you are!

I'm sure the three of you...

...will benefit greatly
from chemical interrogation.

No!

No!

I know where Dr. Petrovich is.

- I know where her office is.
- Show me. Let's go!

Come on. We know this plan.

- Hi.
- Well, glad you could make it.

- Thanks.
- You are black market!

No, we're just
your basic revolutionaries.

- Power to the people!
- You bet!

Trust us, Natalya. Trust us.

Come!

Come quickly! Quickly!

Remember, I am mad!

Thank goodness you're here.

- Well, seems to be working.
- So far.

Here's the medication.
Now, it's all mixed.

What do you think you are doing, eh?

Who are you?
What are you doing?

- What is going on?
- Stop!

- We're breaking out.
- Oh.

We wouldn't like it if you interfered.

No, no, no. You can lock me
in the closet.

Or the supply room.
Or the cellar.

- The closet will do just fine.
- Yes, of course.

- Yes, yes.
- Sorry.

This is a sedative.
It's a mild psychotropic.

They'll never feel happier.

Okay.

- What's that?
- More tea, sir.

About time.

Queen to rook one.

Yes.

Oh, I will make the move for you.

This here. Just knight.

Clever move, yes?

Not so clever.

Bishop.

Sorry.

Incidentally, you are in check.

You must move king.

I move king for you.

You're welcome.

You play very well.

Marya! Marya!

Papa! Papa!

- Papa, thank God you're all right.
- Oh, a miracle!

You're a patient!

- No, we were patients.
- What?

Well, we figure it's about time
for the patients

to take over the asylum, old pal.

Natalya, we are leaving now.

We're gonna go. And you can
come with us if you want.

You'll be able to practice medicine
the way you want to. Join us.

I cannot stay here. I do not know
what I will do, but I will help you.

- How about that, Pete?
- All right!

I must get you some passes.
We must hurry!

Good luck!

- Hold it. Your papers, sir.
- Oh, right.

Let's go.

Hurry, quickly!

This way.

Freedom!

- This way, this way!
- It's not far, Alex.

We'll be across the Finnish border
in two hours.

Oh, no. No, Peter, no.
I don't go with you.

No, they...

They have made me too famous
now to kill.

And now you give me another chance,
I will take it to speak out.

Alex, they've had you locked
in a straitjacket!

That's a government, Peter.
Not Russia.

- A government.
- Yep.

With more people like you around...

...just about anything can happen.

Anything.

Well, the word is out.

There should be a lot of people here.

- Thank you.
- Papa!

No, Masha, we agreed.

But if you can stay, why can't I?

If they take you, then they have me.

Now, come, you are young.
You will see America.

You can be my voice there.
And then, maybe...

...some better time,
you can come home again.

Meanwhile, we will work
to make it a better time.

And what about you, Natalya?

- Are you sure?
- No.

But hopeful.

Because he believes.

That government can change?
Oh, yes.

This. This cannot.

This land is part of me.

I am afraid I was not designed
for exile.

I owe you so much.

Also you, MacGyver.

Well, speaking for Pete and myself,

I think we've been paid in full.

Papa!

Alexander Karsov, it's you!

You're alive!

- Everyone, look!
- He's alive!

- Oh, my God!
- That's Karsov!

Sis, it's me, Terry.

Lila?

Who did this?

Who did this?

I should've listened to you.

- Oh, no, no.
- He's crazy.

No, no, don't die!

Please, don't die!

I'm gonna get on the horn.

Mac, come in.

I am in. Did you get
anything on that watchmaker?

He's still in custody,
and he's still not talking.

It's kind of
an interesting looking clock shop.

Sure, specializing
in timing devices for explosions.

You know, I think
I'm gonna enjoy playing watchmaker.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, what?

Some timing devices.

That's what Piedra's coming to buy.

Nice...

...in a nasty kind of way.

Well, nasty is Piedra's style.

Fourteen assassinations
in eight different countries.

Each time a different face, name, ID.

Guy sounds kind of nervous.

Yeah, he sounds, I am.

Mac, we know the man
is coming to pick up

an assassin's tool for a major hit.

Be careful.

Yes, Mother.

Mr. Thornton?

Yeah?

As far as we know,
Piedra doesn't have a family.

- Any one I want?
- Just pick.

Hi. What can I do for you?

I'd like to see some watches, please.

You've come to the right place.

Honey, you know what
kind of escort business I run.

And you want to be
sent out on a date?

I thought you wanted to get
your sister Lila out of the business.

Well, maybe I've grown up.

Lila told me about the way
you run your business.

So I'm willing to pay
a little entrance fee

to meet the last gentleman
you arranged for my sister.

That's confidential.

He must've been
something special.

Yes.

So?

His name was Smith.

I never saw him.
Strictly phone contact.

C.W. Smith.

This one.

Don't bother to wrap it.
How much?

Oh, let's see, $42.50 plus...

Call it $40 even.
We're running a special.

Hey, thanks.

Nothing.

And nothing.

Here you go.

- Hey, thanks a lot.
- Okay, tiger.

How come the kid left by himself?

Yeah, why would he do that?

- You're not his father.
- No.

I'm the man who's looking
for a timer.

Think I can help you.

Come on.

There's some special problems.

I was told you were coming
and problems are my specialty.

That's funny. Mine too.

It has to weigh less
than 3 ounces,

be accurate to five-hundredths
of a second,

and pass a metal detector.

One of these ought to
do. This for explosives or incendiary?

It's Piedra!

Oh, it'll make no difference.

These two. I'll wait out front?

Fine. I'll just make a little
adjustment here.

You give up?

What took you so long?

Well...

...I wanted to see
who was gonna win.

I had him right where I wanted him.

Yeah, yeah, come on.

I've never spoken
to the client himself.

Mr. Smith made the arrangement
for Lila's date.

And you're sure it's the same Smith
that called and asked for another girl?

Oh, I'm positive.

Call this number at 2:00 exactly.

Mention Smith, and the client
will take it from there.

And, Terry, I'm really pleased
you've joined our organization.

Remember, make the client happy.

Oh, don't worry, I will.

Will you look at this stuff?

The guy's a walking armory.

- Curare?
- Yeah.

A curare derivative
was used last year

to assassinate a government minister
in Central America.

Your job?

Prove it.

I intend to.

Anything?

- Toothpaste?
- Industrial strength.

- Toothpaste.
- Yeah.

- Anybody check his watch?
- Not yet.

One twenty-two a.m.

Forget to set it this morning?

Plastique.

Guy's got something
for every occasion.

That's enough
to blow his way out of a cell.

All right, as soon as we're
finished here,

I want him taken to the safe house,
strip-searched again, and locked up.

And then I don't want anyone
within ten feet of him.

- Understood?
- Yes, sir.

Nice.

Can't be traced.
It's a state-of-the-art scrambler.

It could be whoever's hired him.

There's one way to find out.

- Yes?
- Mr. Smith here.

- Do you have the time?
- Yes.

One twenty-four a.m.

Confirmed.

I'll place the payments and directions
behind the monument

in the northwest corner
of Our Holy Father Cemetery.

Got it.

When?

- Three o'clock, this afternoon.
- Agreed.

It will be there for one hour only.
Then I will reclaim it.

Don't worry. I'll be there.

The woman you requested
will call you at exactly 2:00.

Excellent.

It's a paymaster setting up the drop.

I think we're on a roll.

You bet we are.

Is it true he uses call girls
to make his pickups?

Yeah, he does.
And then he kills them.

Smith says a new girl
will give a call about 2:00.

I guess I'd better follow through
with the lady as Piedra.

- No.
- I need the work.

You could also get killed.

Yeah.

Got anybody else?

General Smith. He seems
to be carrying the money with him.

Just do not lose him.

- It's 2:00.
- That's right.

And it'll be 2:00
for the next 40 seconds.

I'm going to arrange for a backup.

Oh, that's terrific.

I'm out there impersonating Piedra,

and you've got feds crawling out
of manholes and dangling from trees.

Thanks. Will you just relax?

She's prompt.

- Yes.
- Mr. Smith told me to call.

My name's Terry.

You're to follow my instructions
precisely.

Now, listen carefully...

- You Terry?
- Mm-hm.

- For me?
- Nope.

We have an appointment.

- Where's the car?
- Around the corner.

You'll drive.

- Where to?
- I'll tell you as we go.

All you have to do is pick something up
and deliver it to me.

What if something happens
and we get separated?

Then we'll meet at my hotel room.

Here's the key.

Terry...

...be sure you do exactly
as I tell you.

- Of course. Don't you trust me?
- I don't trust anybody.

Feeding time.

What a waste
of the taxpayers' money.

Move back away from the bars.

- All right.
- Yum.

- No knife and fork?
- You kidding?

A woman?

She's the assassin?

I do not think so.

I heard he often uses women
to run errands for him.

However, she should be able
to lead us to him directly.

Come on.

We're being followed.

- Who is it?
- That's a good question.

- What's going on?
- Take the wheel.

Come on, let's go.

Go!

Archbishop Fierro.

That's it.

Yeah, this is DX-5.
Give me extension 5620.

- Yeah?
- Pete?

It's Connors.
Thornton hasn't gotten here yet.

- Can I help?
- Yeah.

I made the pickup,
and I have a line on the target.

I'll fill you in later.

I'm on my way in.
And check out a plate for me, will you?

Plate number
Peter-Jackson-Peter-586.

Right.

Put the phone down.

Now.

Please put the phone down.

Now.

Look...

...don't you think we should talk
about this for a minute?

No talk. You killed my sister,
and now I'm gonna kill you.

Your sister?

Oh, no, no, no.
I think you got it all wrong.

- I'm not the man you think I am.
- Put it down!

- It's just toothpaste.
- Put it down.

Down.

I did not kill your sister.
I am not Piedra.

The man your sister calls Mr. Gray?

Sure. The check's in the mail.

You killed my sister...

...and now you're gonna kill me,
and I don't care, Mr. Piedra.

- Or Gray or whatever--
- Name's MacGyver.

I'm on a government assignment
taking Piedra's place.

He's in custody.

Terry...

Think about it for a second.

If I was Piedra, you'd be dead by now,
wouldn't you?

Piedra's in a cell.
Believe me, he's gone.

All wrapped up and stashed away
someplace. He's history.

It's over.

I almost shot you.

When I saw Lila dying...

She's all the family I had left.

Us two.

And he killed her.

He just got rid of her like you get rid
of a stray cat or something.

Terry, I'm sorry.

Believe me.

Come on.

I'm gonna drop this off
and then get you into debriefing.

What?

Well, the important thing now is we've
got a line on Piedra's next target.

It was supposed to happen at 4:00
this afternoon at St. Marcus Convent.

We have to consider this
a major assassination.

Archbishop Fierro
was going to be killed.

Now, he's not.

I know you've had a tough time.

But if you need someone to listen...

...I'll listen.

I'm here.

Hey!

Hey!

Somebody!

Hey, somebody!

All right, away from the door.

Now, what do you want?

Out.

Thornton called.
He's on his way over.

Feels good,
doesn't it? Knowing it's over?

What scares me
is I almost killed you.

No, Terry, if you were
that kind of person,

you'd have pulled the trigger on me.

No, you don't understand.

I wanted to hear him beg.

I wanted to watch his face
as he died.

- And now I'll never get the chance.
- Yeah.

- Come with us, please.
- What do you mean come with--?

- Get into the car.
- All right, all right.

Wow, I'll be glad
when this thing is over, you guys.

Yeah, that's the truth.

Just trying to work all this out
on paper here.

Hey, you're the guys
who chased us out of the cemetery.

- Guess I owe you a set of tires, huh?
- Keep moving.

I must go now
and meet the archbishop.

Be careful.

Raoul, la pistola.

You know, you guys are way off base.
I'm not Piedra.

We saw your paymaster...

...when he left this blood money
for you.

And we saw her get it
and give it to you.

We know you have been hired
to kill the archbishop.

Is it only you, señor?

Or are there others?
What is your plan?

- Who hired you?
- I'm telling you, you're wrong.

I do not want to hurt you,

but I am sworn to protect
the archbishop.

Well, that's good. That's terrific.

Because Piedra, the assassin
you were waiting for this morning,

he was caught.
He's in a cell right now.

Well, why can't you just believe us?

In God's name wish I could,
señorita,

but I must know the truth,
no matter how painful the way.

The archbishop's life is in my hands.

Isn't it a lovely day, sisters?

Pardon me.

Excuse me, the reception
for the archbishop?

- On the back lawn.
- Oh, thank you.

- Here, let me help you.
- Oh, that's very kind of you.

We should expect His Grace soon?

Within the next half-hour
at the latest, sir.

Oh, that's excellent. I can't tell you
how much I'm looking forward to it.

So good to see
you again, Sister Eileen.

- This is a wonderful occasion for me.
- For all of us.

Everybody who contributed
to your cause

wanted to be here today to meet you.

As I want to meet them
and to thank them.

And is everything well with you,
my loyal friend?

- I have my fears, Your Excellency.
- As always.

We have a bargain:

He keeps watch on my life,
and I look after his soul.

But I feel guilty.

Pato works much harder
at his part of the arrangement.

It would make our job a lot easier

if you would listen to our advice,
Your Excellency.

But then I would get nothing done.

This way, Excellency.

Here they are.

Father Davidson, how are you, sir?

- Excuse me.
- No problem, sir.

You know, Emilio,
you have got a head of pure rock.

Just call the number, will you?
What do you got to lose?

I see. I call and alert who?

Your confederates?
Those who hired you?

- It's hopeless. He's paranoid.
- No, he's just scared.

And I don't blame him.

- Put that down.
- Just relax, will you?

- Let Terry make the call.
- I said, put it down.

I warn you.

Put it down.

Don't.

Telephone on the table.

Please?

Terry, would you mind covering him?

DX-5, XC-4479.

Voice pattern accepted.
Hold for connect.

- Mac, is that you?
- Yeah, Pete?

I'm at St. Marcus Convent,

and I'd like you to straighten
somebody out for me, would you?

Archbishop Fierro's bodyguard here
thinks I'm Piedra.

Mac, Piedra's escaped.

He killed Connors, four others.
Damn bloodbath.

- What?
- Yeah, Connors.

Listen,
let's talk about the archbishop.

If he's the target,
Piedra could be heading--

- Here.
- His Excellency.

Yeah. Look, Pete,
we've got some people here,

but you better come on over

while I explain the facts of life
to the archbishop.

Terry, fill him in.

Please hurry.

I am sorry, Mr. MacGyver,

but I must make an appearance
and thank my friends.

But, Your Excellency,
you will be risking your life.

That is what a life is for.

The people who are here
have contributed to our cause.

Generously.

In money and of themselves.

But with all due respect,
Your Excellency,

the people will understand.

They will understand
that I've allowed myself

be directed not by God,
but by terror.

By an assassin.

I must do the Lord's will
as it is revealed to me.

I am imperfect. He is not.

He is a great man, but he will die.

Yeah, we're all gonna die.
The trick is not to rush it.

Emilio.

Lopez, a moment, a moment.

Look, just keep your men
moving around the grounds.

He's gotta show up
in the crowd somewhere.

But, Señor MacGyver,
nobody has seen Piedra.

My men will not be able
to recognize him.

Well, I've seen him, but I don't think
a description would do much good.

He knows I'd recognize him, so he'll be
wearing some kind of a disguise.

Look for a blind man,
somebody wearing a uniform,

a guy in a wheelchair.

Look for the person
who'd be the least likely assassin.

Ladies and gentlemen,
thank you for coming.

I am Sister Eileen Kennedy.

We are a service order,

and in Archbishop Fierro's country
we have found a mission:

To work with the poor,
the sick, the children.

And with your help,
we have created a small miracle.

The opportunity...

...the real hope
that soon they can be free.

And we believe with all our hearts
this can be done without bloodshed.

Thank you.

The archbishop himself
will thank you in a few moments.

He's conducting a blessing service
with some of our sisters now,

so please, be patient.

Enrique, go to the front of the house
and make sure that nobody leaves.

Carlos, go to the driveway
in the back

and make sure
that nobody leaves the compound.

- Have you checked the grounds?
- To the wall, but I think he's inside.

I mean, there are classrooms,
studies, the tower.

When does the archbishop
come out?

When he finishes a blessing to the
sisters who have been to my country.

- Where?
- The chapel.

Freeze.

Sorry, sister. Please, please.

Excellency.

Will you listen to a prayer?

Hi.

- This is for Lila.
- Terry, no!

Piedra.

You all right?

- Yeah.
- What happened?

The wages of sin, I think.

Get him out of here.

I want to apologize first for the delay.

I assure you, my dear benefactors,

that this is a time of great joy
for all of us.

We open the children's hospital
in one week.

He does not know how close it was.

Well, Emilio, maybe he is
in God's hands.

- Gracias, Señor MacGyver.
- You're welcome.

And Piedra's dead.

Fair enough.

Yeah, almost.

What does that mean?

Well, it's just that I'll never know
for sure.

Know what?

Whether or not
he could have taken him.

When James Bond
gets an assignment,

it's on the Riviera,
up to his 007 in bikinis.

Me, I end up 80 miles
past nowhere,

courtesy of my buddy,
Pete Thornton,

new operations director
of the Phoenix Foundation.

And the guy who conned me
into running a security test

at STRADA, Strategic Research
and Development Administration,

run by a military hard nose
named Colonel Scott Woodward,

who didn't like civilians

or civilian think tanks
like Phoenix...

even after Pete's introduction.

This is the, uh,
acid test I promised you.

MacGyver, meet
Colonel Scott Woodward.

- MacGyver.
- Colonel.

Woody and I were
in combat together.

Follow me.

STRADA was new,
not even open yet

and top-top-secret.

Guards, dogs,
alarms, electronics,

gas, and maybe nuclear bombs.

All I had to do was check
the security out

by breaking in single-handed

into a high-tech mountain.

If I did, the military went
back to the drawing board.

If I didn't,

Woodward got the Phoenix
Foundation's seal of approval.

Don't worry, Woody.
This is the last test.

If MacGyver can't get in,

no one can.

Colonel, I hear Doctor Ludlum
designed the place.

Yeah, but to military
specifications.

We have the ultimate
security system.

That's my little contribution.
You like it?

You're standing on
a pressure-sensitive floor.

You forget to deactivate it, and
the entire area's sealed off.

And if you are lucky enough
to break in,

you probably aren't
gonna break out.

Least not alive.

We don't take chances
with national security.

Gentlemen.

Entrance noted,
three individuals.

Surveillance unit activated.

Elevator descending
to central core.

This way.

Arrival noted.

Initiate proper procedure.

Palm reader.

Strictly state of the art.

Entry approved.

Right down here.

Welcome, Colonel Woodward.

This wing houses
the physics lab.

- What's in here?
- Exercise room.

There's one on every floor.
The scientists insisted on it.

Civilian overhead.

Well, now come on, Woody,

the scientists know
what they need, don't they?

I mean, they are closest
to the job.

That same old song?

Look, Pete, I did
what I had to...

Excuse me.

Mind if I look around?

No, no, go ahead.

Thanks.

So this is your main guy?

What makes him so special?
He doesn't even have any gear.

That's what makes him
so special.

Lab looked pretty normal.

Funny, security seemed
to stop at the front door.

State-of-the-art
radiation scanner.

Wonder what it was scanning.

Making waves already,
Mr. MacGyver?

Motion detectors?

Heat seekers.

They zero in on
your body temperature.

Do they bite?

30,000 watts of laser

is a whole lot more
than a peck on the cheek.

Good dogs.

Containment
simulation completed.

All drones deactivate.

MacGyver,

sometime consultant for
the Phoenix Foundation,

alleged hockey player,
camel smuggler.

Jack-of-all-trades.

Jill Melissa Ludlum.

Born in London,

Ph.D. Systems Design,
Oxford University, 1980.

1980 to '82, designed
the Ludlum cybernetic circuit.

'82 to '83...

took a year off

for personal reasons.

'83 to '86, immersed
in the STRADA project.

Hasn't come up for air yet.

Purported to be
a premier technocrat.

You've done your homework.

So have you.
Is it true?

The, uh... technocrat part?

Let's just say that my, uh,

faith in machines has created
a fifth-generation computer.

It's just a blink away from
true artificial intelligence.

A machine that
thinks for itself?

That's right.

I don't know, Pete.
I never figured that

you'd end up as director of
operations for a think tank.

I really believed that the
military life agreed with both of us.

It agreed with you.

Are you here to certify this place
or to open up old wounds?

Listen, why don't
we just forget it?

Why don't we?

So, tell me about Louise.
How's she doing?

She's all right... now.

We split up.

Sorry, I didn't know.

It was coming.

Oh, there you are.

We were beginning to wonder
what was keeping you.

MacGyver ran into
our security patrol.

Nice guys... little short,
but nice.

Peter Thornton, I'm Jill Ludlum.

How do you do?

- This is Steven Lee, my assistant.
- Hello. How do you do?

And this is Sandi,

the computer that runs STRADA.

Sandi, access the facility
schematic, please.

Voice pattern identified.

Good morning, Doctor Ludlum.

Complying with
schematic request.

We're going to give you all the
advantages an insider would have,

though I doubt it would
make a difference.

Looks like this is gonna
be a tough lady to beat.

The complex has five levels
around an inner core.

100,000 square feet
of laboratory space

on each level.

I'd hate to be the one that had
to do the floors around here.

Sandi, would you
like to continue?

Operations controlled,
level three,

surveillance maintained,
video monitors.

Laser drones programmed.

Doctor Ludlum has decided
to go without guards

once the system is online.

That's right. We've completely
eliminated the human factor.

Now, why would you want
to do that?

90% of security breaches
are due to human error.

Machines don't make mistakes.

Come on, doctor.

No machine is invincible.

This one is.
I built her.

Right.

A quarter says she is.

I think the gauntlet
just got thrown.

Wouldn't want to take
the lady's money, Pete.

The bet is for 25 cents,
Mr. MacGyver.

And you wouldn't be taking it.
You'd have to come get it.

It's a deal.

Undetected.

Level two. Physics lab.

The last security shift
leaves at midnight.

After that, it's just
you, me and Sandi.

Man against machine.
How cozy, huh?

We're depending on your
human factor, Mr. MacGyver.

We'll be in the mobile unit
monitoring your progress.

Or lack of.

Oh, just one piece
of free advice:

I've already changed
the entry code.

I'll see ya later, doc.

Don't count on it.

The simulation program
is up and running.

My estimate is Sandi will
catch him in... 15 minutes.

Wouldn't be so sure
this time, Steven.

Oh, come on, Pete.

He's giving MacGyver
the benefit of the doubt.

We got your last
expert in ten. Hmm?

Colonel Woodward dumped me
a mile down the road,

just to make it
a little more interesting.

And that gave me a chance to get
the pattern of the security patrols.

I was kind of hoping to catch a ride
from a couple of the guards.

And here they were.

You ready?

Calgary lost again.

Map light.

That's a start.

Comes with its own
magnifying lens. Nice.

It took the human race
three million years

to invent the telescope.

I figure I had about 35 seconds.

On the other hand,
I knew it could be done.

Take the magnifying lens...

add a watch crystal...

roll them up in
the ever-useful sports pages,

and it ought to work.

Besides,
I didn't have much choice.

I got it.

Four-seven-one-zero.

Beautiful.

Sandi,
how's the perimeter security?

Perimeter security intact.

All guards
preparing to leave premises.

Attention. All guards
must leave compound immediately.

All guards must leave compound
immediately.

Little problem here.

I had forgotten
to bring along a card key.

But you can't let something
like that throw you

just because of a laser trap.

One of the things I used
to love about the circus

was the way they worked
without a safety net.

Scared me then.

Still does.

Especially with
a 20,000-volt laser

ready to zap me.

Four-seven-one-zero.

Arrival noted.

Initiate proper procedure.

The view from the
second floor was terrific.

More of Jill's
patented security,

and my handprint wasn't cleared.

Lucky thing most people
have sweaty hands --

even Colonel Woodward.

Enough plaster dust,

and I could pick up the pattern
of the last handprint.

Kind of like dusting
for fingerprints.

Cover the sensor plate...

press down gently...

and what do you know?

An instant copy machine.

Entry approved.

Welcome, Colonel Woodward.

Thanks, Woody.

64 degrees? That's low.

Variable is within limits

of standard deviation,
Dr. Ludlum.

Readjust to 68, please.

Readjustment is not required.

Execute adjustment.

Very well, Dr. Ludlum.

Hi.

Hi.

Guess you owe me a quarter, huh?

I don't think so.

I got in, didn't I?

You came in with the truck,
didn't you?

- Under it.
- Perfect.

I've been arguing
with Colonel Woodward

about installing a scanner
outside the cave.

Now he'll have to spring for it.

Wait a minute, wait a minute,
wait a minute here.

You mean to tell me
this was a setup?

You let me win to make a point?

Let's call it a draw.

Unauthorized voice pattern.

Identify. Possible intruder.

Deactivate the simulation,
Sandi.

We're done for tonight.

I want a rematch.

- Without the truck?
- You're on.

Unauthorized voice pattern.

Possible intruder.

I said it's over, Sandi.

Deactivate.

Sure you're up to it?

Someone once told me that losing
is, uh, quite an emotional experience.

I'll just bet you
it wasn't Sandi.

How did you bypass
the number code?

Sports section.

Unauthorized voice pattern.

Exterior access denied.

Sandi, release the door, please.

Stage One security alert
initiated.

Sandi, this is Dr. Ludlum.
The game is over.

All vocal override commands
inoperative.

Uh, excuse me.

Would you let me know
what's going on here?

I don't believe this.

Sandi's initiated containment --
a Stage One alert.

What does that mean?

You have 30 minutes
until air supply is withdrawn.

Does that answer your question?

Woody, come here.

What's that?
What does that mean?

Well, looks like
we got your specialist.

Only 37 minutes.

I don't believe it.

Colonel, we have a problem.

Sandi's gone to Stage One alert.

Well, how could that happen?

It looks like
a program response error.

Sandi doesn't know
it's a simulation anymore.

She actually thinks
she's under attack.

Run the override codes.

I can't.

She's malfunctioning.

We're locked out.

Well, what about
our people inside?

Hey, come on, don't worry.

We're fully prepared for
every emergency situation.

Steven, go to EVAC ONE.

"Access denied"?

It's simple.

All we have to do is
override the program.

Um... if Sandi won't
listen to voice command,

what makes you think she's
going to listen to a terminal?

It's obviously
just a malfunction

in one of the audio processors.

User one-zero-zero-one identified.

Security clearance triple "A."

That's funny --
we're not getting a prompt.

This isn't right.

Um... I'd say look out!

This system must remain online.

I am programmed
to defend STRADA.

She was never programmed
to do that.

Guess she doesn't
like to be touched.

Oh, no.

It's incredible!

I did it --
true artificial intelligence!

Sandi's not just executing
commands anymore.

She's, she's actually thinking.
She's...

She's deciding how
to defend herself.

Wait a minute, hold it.

You mean to tell me she's trying
to think up ways to get rid of us?

It looks that way.

What can you do about it?

I built it.
I can fix it.

I'd say our best shot is, uh...

is the mainframe terminal
in the control room.

She shorts that one out
and it's goodbye memory.

I don't know what
your man MacGyver did,

but we'll straighten it out.

EVAC ONE now initiated.

Your card key is invalid.

I thought this was supposed
to override everything.

It was.

Johnson, dismantle
the control box.

See if you can set
up a manual override.

Yes, sir.

We'll just bypass
this level of security.

We'll be inside in five minutes.

Is he all right?

- Can you get up?
- Yeah, I...

Here you go.

Get him over to the infirmary
right away.

I don't believe it.

She's programming
her own responses.

You mean to tell me
that the computer did that?

We're lucky
it was just an electric shock.

You can bet next time
she'll shoot to kill.

Which means we just used up
our one free turn.

And MacGyver's.

Steven, round up
your design team on the double.

- We'll go to EVAC TWO.
- Wait.

There's a power substation
at Twin Pines.

What if we shut it down?

Reserve generators
will just kick in.

- No, they won't.
- What are you talking about?

The control program's in place,
but I haven't activated it yet.

I was going to do that tomorrow.

Look, by my count,
we've got 20 minutes left.

- What are we waiting for?
- Twin Pines supplies the power

to the only hospital
within 100 miles.

Besides, I'm not going
to risk the lives

of those two people in there

on some unproven procedure,

especially since EVAC TWO
has been successfully tested

against every emergency
in the book.

Woody, for crying out loud,

you've got a computer in there
that's writing its own book!

Come on, Pete, it's a machine.

Looks like we'll have to find

another way to
Sandi's control room.

Wait, I have a card.

Reject. Card invalid.

30,000 watts
of laser protection,

and no way to turn it off.

Uh-huh.

Let me see that.

Yeah.

Works good.

Listen, I thought you said
you could fix everything.

I said I could fix everything
from the control room.

I didn't say anything
about getting there.

Yeah.

Is there a ladies' room around?

A ladies' room?

What're you doing in there?

A mirror?
Oh, come on, MacGyver.

Well, I figure
if I hit it at the right angle,

I can blow out both lasers
at the same time.

They'll burn through
that in a half a second.

I'll buy you a new one.

Yeah, that's good. Let's go.

All right, here we go.
Watch yourself.

You were right.

So were you.

Warning!

Do not proceed
through inner core.

Now would you be
willing to admit

there's something wrong
with your program?

Maybe...

Let's go!

The system is
programmed to defend.

You have entered the inner core
without clearance.

Containment procedures
are in effect.

Come here!

This was a bad idea.

Why is that?

Excess waste is automatically
dumped into an acid bath.

How much do you weigh?

One seventy-five.

This is programmed to 280.

So if you weigh more than,
uh, 105...

we're in trouble.

I think we're okay.

I lied!

A hundred and eight.

Intruders must be eliminated.

It's not going to work!

Why are you taking
your pants off?

You got a better idea?

I'm still trying to figure out
what yours is.

Come here. Grab this.

Oh!

How strong are your pants?

Stronger than your pipe.

Hand over hand, all right?

All right.

Hang on!

Oh, I can't!

You all right?

Yeah.

Hang in there.

Oh, hurry!

Yeah!

Here we go.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Oh... I'm okay.

Twin Pines power station
confirms.

They're ready to shut down
when we are.

Good.

Do it!

We'll do it when we get the
go-ahead from General Braddock.

General Braddock doesn't
know what's going on in there.

We do.

There's a whole town
out in that valley,

and we do not black it out unless
we have an official state of emergency.

Official!

Woody, two people
are going to die out here

if we don't do something!

Now, how much more official
do you want to get?

This is just like 'Nam, Pete.

We don't do anything
until I give the orders.

Well, ol' Sandi sure has
a mind of her own, doesn't she?

Yes, but she thinks like me,

so I should be able
to think it through

and find her pattern,
logically and rationally.

Without the emotion, right?

That's what gives her the edge.

People and emotion
can't get in her way.

Look... I say we trust
our instincts,

go with our gut.

You can't program that.

That's our edge.

A power disruption
has been detected.

The system must remain online
during a Stage One alert.

Pete, you old son-of-a-gun,

I knew you were out
there somewhere!

How do you know it's him?

Because I got a feeling.

Is the hospital
on emergency power?

Good.

I owe you one.

Sandi's trying to kick
in the reserve generator.

Reserve power must be initiated.

The system must remain online.

Yeah!

The whole mountain's out.

The power's out.

We're on emergency
battery lights.

Time to go home.

Sandi, we got you now.

Looks like you got lucky.

Reserve power must be initiated.

All right, let's get those
people out of the mountain.

- Here, take it.
- Let's go, let's go!

Let's get it on the other side.

You need to go with...

All right.

Now, what the hell is that?

She's coming back on!

No, no, it's just
a surplus charge.

It can't last more
than a minute.

Incredible!

Sandi's searching her memory

for the control command
to activate the generators.

Control command activated.
Control command activated.

Damn it! She's found it!

It's impossible, but she's
turning on the generators herself.

Shutdown has been circumvented.

Shutdown has been circumvented.

What do we do now?

Start depending
on one another, I guess.

Whoops!

One of your little friends.

We'll never outrun it.

Aw, come on, where's
your sense of adventure?

What are you doing?

Taking out the magnet.

What for?

Can you get that other one?

I take it you have a game plan.

More or less.

Would you mind explaining
what's going on?

Yeah, in a minute,
but I need paper.

Get me some paper.

Yeah, that'll do it.

Do what?

The drones zero in
on heat, right?

So we light these up, and
they'll zero in on each other.

Brilliant!

All right, I need matches.

On the counter
behind the test tubes.

Great!

Intruders must be eliminated.

Intruders must be eliminated.

Look out!

I still need matches.

Over there.

Intruders must be eliminated.

Hurry!

Intruders must be eliminated.

Go!

Three down, one to go.

Come on.

One to go, remember?

It's leaving.

Sandi's calling it back.

Stage Two has commenced.

Eliminate all oxygen.

Reduce environment to vacuum.

Final countdown commencing.

She's taking this
kind of personally, isn't she?

We've got 12 minutes
of oxygen left.

The drone's gone.

Makes sense.

Sandi sent it
to the control room.

So even if we go
through this door,

it's gonna be
waiting for us, huh?

That's right.

And that shoots down
our only chance

to override Sandi's program.

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

Ten minutes of oxygen remaining.
Thank you.

I got an idea.

Sandi thinks like you, right?

Right.

Well, if you're sure
that our only chance

is to get to the mainframe,

so does she.

But it is our only chance.

There might be another one.

Through the ventilation system!

Right to the oxygen outlet
and the exhaust fans.

Woody, these bypass codes
are never gonna get us

through the front door.

MacGyver's got to know
that by now, too.

I'm sure he's looking
for some other way out.

Pete, you can't
be sure of anything.

If you're right,
Mr. Thornton,

MacGyver only has two
choices for another way out.

The maintenance shaft
or the exhaust outlet.

Well, now we're getting somewhere.

There's a catch.

Both of them are mined with explosives
from the outside access ports.

We only have time
to dismantle one.

Mined?

So you're telling me
if Mac tries to exit

either way before we
diffuse the explosives...

He's gonna blow
both of them to kingdom come.

Seven minutes of oxygen remaining.

Thank you.

Vacuum pumps operative.

Oxygen being withdrawn
by outlet fan.

Six minutes of oxygen remaining.

Where is the power cable?

Over there.

If we can cut the power
to the fan,

she can't take all the air out.

Warning!

The exhaust outlet
is not an authorized exit!

It worked.

The fan stopped.

Sandi's locking the complex!

The door's air tight.

I'm sorry, colonel,

but Sandi's overriding
all EVAC commands.

Run the displacement codes.

I did... twice.

There are still those
two possibilities.

The maintenance shaft
and the exhaust outlet.

We can't roll the dice
on something like this.

Look, we don't roll the dice.
We make a calculated choice.

It's time we tried
to think like MacGyver.

His mind doesn't work
like yours or mine.

We've gotta put our
gut to work, Woody.

Instinct doesn't cut it, Pete.

We've got plans.

They have been thought out.

They have been reviewed.
They've been approved.

Some of the finest military
minds in this country have...

We lost three good men in 'Nam

because those military minds

were sitting behind
some desk 300 miles away.

I was under orders
to spot enemy troop movement.

Now, what the hell
did you want me to do?

We didn't have to be so close!

We were there, Woody.
We knew what to do.

Headquarters didn't!

And we're here now!

It's our decision.

These are our friends.

Four minutes of oxygen left.

Colonel?

Woody?

All right, all right.

You know MacGyver best.

It's your call, Pete.

What about that wheel?

Will it manually
override the door?

Yes, but the whole
exhaust outlet

is mined from the outside.

You can't open that door
unless someone outside

dismantles the explosives first.

Well, then we gotta get
back to the main entrance.

We'll never get anywhere
while Sandi's still online.

What about that control box?

Does that run to the computer?

Yeah...

holds the control wires.

Well, then if we, uh,
overload the wires...

We override the program.

Yeah, that's the idea.

Where are you gonna
get the electricity?

Two minutes of oxygen remaining.

Thank you.

90 seconds of oxygen remaining.
Thank you.

It's gonna be kind of a stretch.

Interference forbidden!
Increase power!

Look out!

She supercharged the cable!

All right, that's it!

Overload. Overload.

Intruders must be...

Defend...

defend.

Intruders interfend...

Intrude...

Intrude system

defend... defend...

Come on.

Gotta get you
to the main entrance.

Let's go. Come on.

Oh, I can't.

I can't.

Come back, come back for me.

Not enough air.

Come on, Pete, be there.

No, MacGyver! It's mined!

If it's not disarmed,

it'll explode!

I got a feelin',

I got a feelin'...

They're in there! They're alive!

Get the oxygen equipment
in there on the double!

MacGyver, are you all right?

Never felt better, Pete.

Looks like we guessed right.

Thought you might
be hanging around.

You know, I'm almost sorry
we had to short her out.

We were on the verge of a
major scientific breakthrough.

It's gonna take me a while to
get the kinks out of the system.

Well, just don't take the people
out of the system, all right?

Well, they are unreliable
and they're definitely irrational.

But I guess we do need them.

Thanks, Mac.

You're all right
for a camel smuggler.

I returned that camel.

Pete, it was good
seeing you. Real good.

If you ever get tired
of the easy life, you, uh...

Oh-ho-ho, not a chance.

Pete, what made you so sure
we'd choose the exhaust system?

You only had a 50 percent
chance of being correct.

Well, actually I remembered
that Mac had used

an exhaust system
to get out of a big fire

at Brookhurst Chemical last year

and I figured
he'd remember, too.

Take care of yourself, Woody.

Bye, Pete, thanks.

It was the elevator shaft.

What elevator?

The fire at Brookhurst Chemical.

I used the elevator shaft,
not the exhaust system.

No...

Yep.

It couldn't be.

It was.

A man once said he went to a fight

and a hockey game broke out.

Lots of people think fighting's
a part of the sport.

Well, it shouldn't be.

Played the right way,
it requires skill,

coordination,
stamina and finesse.

Of course,
a little muscle doesn't hurt.

Keep your head up!

I don't think
this will take very long.

Why don't you just drive
around the block a few times?

It is all there.

Three-quarters of a million.

- I said it was all there.
- So, what?

Mr. Simmons, we have done
business in the past.

We have always
treated you fairly, ja?

When I was a kid,
I was known as a rink rat.

The first one on the ice
and the last one off it.

So as a bonus
for my last assignment,

I asked Pete Thornton to arrange
a scrimmage with the Squires.

I was kind of nervous
lacing up my skates,

but once I was out there,
it was just like old times.

Got to keep your head up, eh!

Yeah!

NAVCOM 24 is not just any
piece of hardware, gentlemen.

We're talking about the most
sophisticated navigation system

ever developed.

When will it be ready
for shipment?

It's waiting for you now
at the Pier Three drop.

The crates are labeled
"Sauerkraut."

Until next time, comrades.

I'd love to see their faces
when they realize

they just paid
three-quarters of a million

for two crates of sauerkraut.

Here, you buy the tickets --
one way to Rio.

We leave in three days.

Put 12 guys carrying sticks
in an enclosed area,

and sooner or later
men will be boys.

Seven, two minutes!
Elbow! Let's go!

What're you talking about?!

Two on one -- you call that fair?

You got another two for
opening your mouth. Let's go!

- Come on! Open your eyes!
- Get in there.

That's bush!

I rented a room down on Sixth.

Drop me off now,
pick me up tomorrow.

We'll make the rounds,
wrap up the business. Let's go.

The penalty box is hockey's
version of solitary confinement.

Except you serve your time
in front of a rink full of people.

Hey, Mac.

You want some oxygen?

How long you been there?

Oh, not long.

Well, I did get to see you,
uh, inspect the ice

from pretty close range.

Hey, wait a minute.

You promised.

No assignments for a week
at least, right?

Mac, I came down here
to watch you play.

Higher, Grandpa.

No, honey, you'll fall.

Higher.

Well, just a little.

Up, up we go.

That's right.
You hold on.

Let's go.

Mr. Banning, look out!

Jimmy.

Oh. Oh, Jimmy.

With protection like this,
I'm lucky to be alive, huh?

Say...

for a guy who's been in
the joint, you look good.

I looked better
before I went in.

Ten years is a long time,
Mr. Banning.

"Mr. Banning."
I'm Papa Chuck.

I got a job for you.

Yeah, I know, Mac.
You want some time off.

Fix up your place,
play a little hockey.

I know. Right now you're
not interested that, uh,

some of the country's most
precious and top-secret technology

is being handed over
to the East Germans.

The federal government figures
a full-scale investigation

would tip off
the East Germans so, uh,

we're handling it.

The foundation is handling it.

We had a suspect

under surveillance
at Vectrocon Systems, but, uh,

just when we were about
to take him, he disappeared.

- You mean Simmons?
- What?

How'd you know that?

We needed somebody who could
get his hands on the goods.

Simmons was ripe,
so we plucked him.

So now he decided to pluck you.

Right.

So if we can find this Simmons
and, uh,

get the names
of his East German contacts,

we can shut down this technology
pipeline they've got going.

Jimmy, if I let Simmons get away
with this little game,

how could I hold my head up
in the family, huh?

Take the contract on him.

It's been ten years.

It's like riding a bike --
you never forget.

Hey, Pete,

I thought you gave up
your cloak and dagger

when you joined the
Phoenix Foundation.

Yeah, you and me both.

I'm retired now.
I'm through with it.

Grandpa, look, ice cream.

It's almost suppertime, honey!

I'm not the same guy I was.

I don't have the heart for it.

My knees are shot.

My left eye clouds up on me.

Hey, you're The Eraser.

Bad knees and one eye,

you're still the best
hitter since DiMaggio.

Pete, you're fishing
for something.

Just one more job, Jimmy.

For all we've been through.

Otherwise,
my head's on the block.

Grandpa.

Now, now don't tell Grandma.

Is that a face? Is that a face?

Jimmy, I want to keep this
on a personal basis.

I don't want to call in
any of your markers.

What do you say?

Thank you.

Mac, I'm really in a jam.

You wouldn't take this job,
would you?

All you had to do was ask, Pete.

You got a file on Simmons?

Yeah,

I already put it in your locker,

along with the latest
surveillance photos.

Oh, by the way, he's heavily
invested in a bar downtown.

Great.

- Going back in?
- Yeah.

Show 'em how to skate now.

Go on, Mac.
Do it!

Game of finesse.

I don't know what's wrong
with this thing.

It's never done this before.

Sure I can't get you some wine?

Let me see it.

I think what we have here
is a gas pressure problem.

Got any olives?

Olives?

Yeah, the little green ones
with the, uh, pimiento.

Thanks.

I love these things.

Love 'em.

We just bleed off
some of the carbon dioxide

and that'll dislodge the valve,

which is obviously stuck.

Then...

...we'll have ginger ale.

It's working.

You sure you
just want ginger ale?

I could put something in that.

No, the bubbles are
just fine, thanks.

- Make it?
- Yeah.

Thanks, pal.

Take my advice: stay young.

I'll try.

Shot of rye, honey.

Believe it or not, I used to
have a great set of wheels.

Home to first base,
three and a half seconds.

But this arthritis...

Thank you.

Luck.

Skoal.

Listen, can I ask you something?

I'm looking for
a Michael Simmons.

Is he around?

I haven't seen him
in a few days,

but you might want to try him
at the car lot

on the next block over.

He owns a piece of that, too.

All right, thanks a lot.

Hey, nice, real nice.

You know, I'd buy this tomorrow
if it was red.

Okay, I couldn't help
overhearing you back at the bar.

I'm looking for Michael Simmons, too.
He's my son.

I mean, this is the both of us.

Atlantic City, '64,

before the casinos.

And you haven't seen him, huh?

Well, we ain't exactly
been tight over the years.

I came into town three days ago.

He was supposed to meet me.
He never shows.

I ask around --
everybody's a clam.

Then I run into you.

I mean on the Q.T.,
is he in trouble?

Are you a cop?

No.

Uh, well, look,
then, Mister, uh...

MacGyver.

Nice to meet you.

Supposin' that me and you
put our heads together.

I don't think so, Mr. Simmons.

Jimmy.
Just call me Jimmy.

Jimmy. These things
can be a little dangerous.

I'd hate to see you get hurt.

Then he is in trouble.

Look, pal,
you probably know what it's like

having your old man
hanging around -- my Mikey don't.

A prince among men I ain't,

but if my boy's in trouble...

Well, I just want to help.

I want to be a father to him.

I never done that before.

All right,
where are you staying?

Ah, some fleabag hotel.

The Armstrong.

The roaches are friendly.

Yeah.

All right, if I find him,
I'll give you a call.

Thank you.

I guess there are
a lot of reasons

why a man would sell
his country's secrets,

but the most common is also
the hardest to understand --

simple greed.

Of course, Simmons had
his fingers in so many pies,

the word "simple"
didn't really fit.

Some people give at the office.

Simmons took from it.

Vectrocon Systems
was his base of operations.

I figured it might provide me

with an idea or two
of where to find him.

I've never minded
checking out bars or car lots.

That's because they're usually
not ten floors up.

Pete didn't want to alert
the people at Vectrocon Systems

in case Simmons wasn't
the company's only bad apple.

Which is why I found myself
hanging around an elevator shaft

in total violation
of every instinct I own.

You can tell a lot about someone

by the things
he keeps on his desk...

provided
you can get to his desk.

Electrical locks
are designed to open

when a person inside
hits a button.

Nice thing about
these kinds of locks

is that if you give 'em
a power surge,

they don't know which side
of the door you're on.

Simmons didn't waste any time

moving everything
out of his apartment.

I was hoping he hadn't been
as thorough here.

"Linda. 401 West Beech."

See you soon, Linda.

It's a funny thing
about elevator shafts --

they're just as dark
and just as scary

when you're riding down
as when you're riding up.

Bottom line, though,

I got what I came for and...
I was still alive.

My mom used to tell me,
"When you visit someplace,

make sure you leave it
the same way you found it."

I replaced Simmons' door lock,

and with the vent cover
back in place,

no one would ever know
I'd been there.

Nice going, buddy, but I...

It's a good thing
I've been tailing you.

Yeah.

Why?

Well, these things
can get dangerous,

and I wouldn't want
to see you get hurt.

Yeah.

Hey, nice neck of the woods.

Lived here long?

Oh, about six months.

Little fixer-upper.

I keep the hardware
store in business.

This is it.

Smell that sea air.

Yeah, the ocean's
just a couple of miles that way.

Come on.

I lived by the beach
when I was a kid in Jersey City.

Well, it really wasn't a beach,
it was a drainage ditch,

but my mother said it was
a beach, and I believed.

Come on in.

I love what you've
done with the place.

Right.

Hockey.

Beautiful game.

I don't like the jerks who just
go there for the fighting, though.

Did you ever play?

Nah, I skated on my ankles.

Baseball was my game.

'47 Braves.

That's when they were in Boston.

Get out of here.
You were in the majors?

For two whole weeks.

They called me up in case
the other guy got hurt.

The bum stayed healthy.
I never got into the game.

They had me
driving the team bus.

But for two weeks,
I was a major leaguer.

No kidding.

The wind got it.

You know, when I was your age,

I used to have the itch
to keep moving all the time,

always looking for that
next piece of excitement.

Know what I mean?

Then one day I wake up,
I'm not young anymore.

Racked up a lot of miles,
but no people.

Very easy trap to fall into.

Now I don't want
no more excitement.

I just want to go
where the weather's nice,

watch kids play ball...

But first I got to get things,
uh, straight with Mikey.

I might be on to something.

He's got a girlfriend.

What did I tell you?

You do the looking,
I'll do the following,

and everything's
going to be just lovely.

Yeah.

Hey, I want to thank you
for putting me up.

I mean, it beats that hotel
by a furlong.

- How about some dinner?
- In or out?

Take your chances.
What're you kidding?

All right, just in case, I cook.

I want you to know.

MacGyver at center of ice.

Shoots... Shoots it wide.

- In the corner.
- Come on!

And breaking down
through the blue line.

Come on, it's like a power...
What? No!

Corner...
Rebound, shoots, scores!

Oh, no!

Oh, finesse!

He shoots, scores and wins.

I mean, I haven't done
dishes since I was a kid.

Well, you just earned
the right to do them tonight.

Congratulations.

It's a great game, isn't it?

You dreamed of making it
to the pros, didn't you?

Yup.

Well, like I used to tell Mikey,

dreams are important,

otherwise, sleep is just
eight hours of nothing.

So, what got you into
your current line of work?

I don't know what it is,
but there must be an easier way

of making a living.

Yeah.

Simmons' girlfriend, Linda,
and I had a date for lunch.

She didn't know about it,
so I started without her.

I like alfalfa sprouts
for two reasons --

lots of minerals and...
they don't stain your clothes.

Look at this!

My eyes are my best feature!
Especially this one!

You should have gotten
your face outta the way.

I had to make it
look good for MacGyver.

You betting, Jake?

Nah, garbage.

What is it with that guy?

I still say you ought to take care of
him after he leads you to Simmons.

It ain't part of the contract.

Yeah, but if MacGyver
gets in the way...

I'll worry about it then.

And let me suggest this --
keep your mouth shut

before your brains spill out
all over the floor.

What do you got?

Two pair.

Three kings.

No good.
Full boat.

Thank you, gentlemen.

If Simmons picked
this neighborhood

because of its low profile,
he made a great choice.

Everything you always wanted
in a slum

and less.

Whenever I see a car phone,
I can't help wondering

whether the person
who owns it is important

or wants everyone else
to think he's important.

Simmons obviously fell
into the latter category.

With the proper connections,
it's possible

that a cellular phone
can reach out

and touch the security system
of the car's onboard computer.

I was hopin' to take control

of Linda's
very expensive new toy

by simply getting the phone
to talk to the computer,

knowing that computers
always do as they're told...

except at my bank, of course.

You're just gonna
sit around and wait

for MacGyver to handle
the legwork, huh?

It's my plan at the moment.

If Papa Chuck knew you were gonna
handle it that way, he would have...

Mr. Banning to you.

He hired you to do a job,
do it your way.

Hello?

Jimmy, it's MacGyver.

It's Father's Day.

No kiddin'.

Yeah, I know
exactly where it is.

Hey, do me a favor, huh?

Uh, don't tell him
that I'm comin'.

I want it to be a surprise.

You got it.

MacGyver's got Simmons.
Give me the keys.

Papa Chuck wants me to drive.

I never had a driver in my life.

Hey, you been in
the joint ten years.

He knows you don't have
a driving license,

so, uh, I volunteered.

Well, let's go, nosebleed.

Hello?

Yeah, I want a 12-inch pizza.

Run it through the garden,
hold the 'chovies.

We're locked in here!

What's goin' on?

Look, start the car and
let's get out of here.

It won't start.

Do something.

Howdy.

Hey, the doors are locked.

You folks got a problem?

Yes, we've got a problem.

The doors are locked.
We can't get 'em open.

Can't hear ya.

Windows closed.

We're locked in here.

Pick up the phone.

What?

The phone. Pick it up.

Yeah, that'll do it.

Come on out.

What the hell's
goin' on here? What...?

Excuse me. Let's just say
somebody from the government

want to talk over a few things
with you, okay? Hang on here.

Linda, sweetheart,
the car'll go now.

I suggest you go with it.

Linda!

That's loyalty.

You ought to know.

I'm... Hold it!

That would be a big mistake.

- Take it easy, okay?
- All right.

Come on.

Come on!

I'm coming, I'm coming.

We'll just wait in my car.
What do you say?

Uh, for what?

What are you government,
FBI, what?

I promised somebody they could
talk to you before I took you in.

Evidently, they think
you're worth the effort.

Who?

Your father.

My father's dead.
What are you talking about?

In case you need backup.

I'm warning you, Ralph.
Stay put.

Look, I don't care
what somebody told you.

My father's been
dead for six years.

Yeah?

Well, if Jimmy's
not your father,

who's he?

- Let's go, come on.
- They're setting me up. It's a hit!

What in the hell
is going on here?

Who are you?

I'm the guy who's going to try
and get you out of here alive.

Maybe.

What are you doing?

Yes.

What are you doing?

Improvising.

What kind of gas is that?

It's the only kind we've got.

Yeah, but it could-could...
it could explode.

Yeah? Would you rather
take your chances

with Prince Charming out there?

Look, if this works,

it'll keep us
from gettin' caught.

If it doesn't,
it'll keep us from gettin' old.

Hand me that other rag,
will you?

You got a light?

I got a light, yeah.

Boy, I hope this works.

- Help me with this.
- Right.

Get out of the way, MacGyver.

Now.

You know, I've been wrong
about a lot of people,

but I have never
been this wrong.

It's a contract.
It has nothin' to do with you.

- So step aside.
- Can't do it.

Guy's scum.
His life ain't worth savin'.

That may be so, but I can't make
that decision about people, Jimmy.

If that's really your name.

That's right, Jimmy Kendall.

Now I'm telling you
for the last time...

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Uh... Uh, well,
who was that, uh,

in that picture then that
you had in your wallet?

That was me
and my nephew, Frankie.

My sister's kid.

Oh.

You know, I bought
your whole story.

- The Boston Braves.
- True.

- Bad knees.
- Critical.

Being a friend.

What did you say?

"I don't want
any more excitement.

"I just want to go
where the weather's good

and watch kids play ball."

Isn't that what you said?

That was what I wanted.

Well, then do it.

Just walk away.

Look,

I got three-quarters
of a million here.

Ain't about money, pal.

Jimmy, he's got some
information we need.

Once we've got it,

we'll take care of him.

With a jury.

It's a contract,
and I got no choice.

Me, neither.

I'm not moving, Jimmy.

Ah.

The bum's yours.

Hey! Hey!

Wait a minute!
Hold it!

What, are you, ungrateful?

You know, for a smart guy,
you're not too bright, are ya?

Come on.

Jimmy, I wasn't so
sure you were...

Jimmy didn't ice him, Mr. Banning.
That's what I'm saying.

Simmons is going
to sing to the feds.

Sing?
He's going to do Pagliacci?

I gave Jimmy his start
in the business.

You sure about this?

On my mother's eyes.

The things I got to do.

If you need some heavyweight work,
it'd be an honor.

All right, Ralphie.

I like a man with initiative.

Kill Simmons.

But, first, find Jimmy,

and put him to sleep.

Consider it done,
Mr. Banning.

Papa Chuck.

It's open.

Mac?

Office hours are over, Pete.

Loosen your tie
and grab a yogurt.

Oh.

Well, you know, I was, uh,
kind of hoping for a drink.

I'll pass.

Oh. Well, we did it.

The federal agents
just picked up

the East Germans
getting on a plane.

Boy, that's one time
I would love to have been there.

Like to have seen
the look on their faces.

You know, I'm hooked into the
mainframe at the Phoenix Foundation.

Simmons' file
has been tampered with.

That's why it shows
his father's still alive.

Mm! This is great.

Did you make this?

You're supposed to heat it.

Mmm.

I like it cold.

I didn't think you'd go in
for whipped bean curd.

Been trying to get
Jimmy's file to come up.

Oh, here we go.

Spent the last ten years
in prison.

He's been linked
with Papa Chuck Banning.

That contract
Jimmy was talking about?

Banning must have wanted
Simmons killed.

Yeah, but Jimmy didn't do it.

So now there's a
contract out on him.

Pete, I got to find him.

Oh, come on, Mac,
don't get yourself involved.

I'm already involved.

Listen, Jimmy could be anywhere.

Yeah.

Put that back in the fridge,
will you?

Where do you start to look for
a man who could be anywhere?

A man with no roots,
no reason for him to stay,

and one big reason
for him to leave?

I started asking myself,

"Where would I go
if I were Jimmy?"

If you've seen one ball field,
you've seen 'em all.

I know.

I must've seen ten of 'em
before I found Jimmy.

What worried me was
if I knew him well enough

to find him at a ball field,
so did Banning.

Kid's got a hitch in his swing.

Fastball will get by him.

Reminds me of me.

Well, there's no use hiding.
I got to face the music.

You could try to
get away, you know.

There is no getting away,
not from these people.

There was this guy once,
Morrie Gluck, a numbers runner.

They caught him
with his hands in the till.

Friend of mine got the contract.

Morrie calls him,
asks for 24 hours

to get his affairs in order.

They set a time,
met the next day,

and that was that.

Morrie -- well,
he knew the jig was up,

but at least he went out
with a little class.

What, you're wondering how
it felt for me to pull the trigger?

I spent the last ten years
thinking about that, seeing faces.

Maybe that's why
I couldn't do it no more.

Well, I'm not going to let you
sit here and just wait.

I appreciate your concern,
but it's not your worry.

Well, I'm funny that way, Jimmy.

You know, I'm glad that
I met you that day in the bar,

but the truth is I'm tired,
and I'm too old to run.

You know, there are
a lot of kids who'd like

to make it to the major leagues.

You could help 'em.

You do have two
weeks' experience.

What, driving the team bus?

Yeah.

You know... maybe.

Pipe dreams.

Come on.

Let's go.

Jimmy, wait.

They'll see that.

MacGyver, why don't you get
out of here before they find us?

No. Come on.

- They're still out there, huh?
- Yeah.

Ralph and his .357.

Dum-dums that'll open you up
like a cantaloupe.

I tell you,
even if we get out of this,

they're going to keep coming --
they're not going to stop.

They're going to keep comin'
till they put me right in the grave.

Help me with this mirror.

It won't work.

I don't know what you're doing,
but it won't work.

Jimmy, you said they wouldn't
stop until they got you.

Well, let's
make them think they did.

All right, Jimmy, don't move
from in front of that mirror

until they see you
and they start shooting.

Then what?

Hit the deck.

Ralph, look.

Uh...

Come on.

This way.

Sleep tight, Jimmy.

He's dead, Ralph.
Let's go.

That Ralph is so dumb,
he'd study for a blood test.

Yeah.

Although I got to admit,
I looked pretty dead to me, too.

Yeah.

I owe you, MacGyver.

How can you owe a friend?

My boys tell me you did a
good job putting Jimmy down.

Yes, sir.

Jimmy the Eraser got rubbed out.

If I'd wanted a comedian,
I'd have hired one.

I want a nice arrangement
sent to the funeral.

A couple dozen roses,
some lilies.

Take care of it.

Yes, sir.

Nice touch, Mac,
calling the reporters.

Yeah, I think Jimmy
would've loved this.

Oh, by the way, Pete,

about that bonus
I asked you for.

It's all taken care of.

New name, new personal history.

Tell me, why'd you want
to relocate him in Florida?

Well, I found him a job.

Something I think he'll like.

Hey, Louie, I need
some oil for my glove.

You don't need oil.
You need glue.

That's two errors on
one play yesterday.

I lost it in the sun.

It was a ground ball.

When I was in the bigs,
we didn't use oil.

Spit, we used.

You played?

That's right.
'47 Braves.

And I could honestly say
for a two-week stretch,

the team couldn't go anywhere
without me.

Yep,

I think he'll like it a lot.

I don't care what anybody says.

Birthdays are important.

So when a good friend's
turning 60,

and I'm returning from
another government mission,

there isn't a much faster way
to get home

than to catch a ride
on a T-38 ace flight.

It's a good thing they didn't
serve a meal on this flight,

'cause my heart was
already in my mouth.

It may not have been
first class seating,

but who cares
with pilots like this?

The Phoenix Foundation has
thrown some wild parties before,

but this time, Pete really
decided to do it up right.

Surprise!

Happy birthday, Kelly!

Oh...

You're not Kelly!

Nice to know I'm so appreciated.
Thank you.

All right, everyone,
let's clean up the confetti

and the streamers right away.

And quickly.

And turn that map light off.

Kelly's going to be here
any second.

Mac, it's good to see you,
but you're a day early.

What are you doing here?

Ah, it's for Kelly.
I wouldn't miss it.

But to tell you the truth,
I'd show up anywhere

to see you wearing that hat.

So, how'd you con Kelly
into coming over?

I lied -- I told him
one of our computers was down

and needed to be fixed
right away.

You know, it's not like him
to be late.

No answer at his place.

Where'd that come from?

Listen to this, Pete.

"Dear Mac, if anything will
improve your game, this will. Kelly."

Well, your game could stand
a little improving.

Pete...

you know that favorite pair
of hockey gloves I've got?

The old beat-up ones? Yeah.

Yeah, well,
I'd never give those away.

This is Kelly's
favorite cue stick.

Something's wrong.

I'll wait here
in case he shows up.

Kelly!

Kelly, it's me, Mac!

Open up!

Kelly!

Come on!

Come on!

Happy birthday, Kelly.

I just can't believe
you'd do something that dumb.

What was going
through your head, Kelly?

Let it go, Mac.

No, I won't!

I want to know
why a guy I know --

a guy I thought I knew --
a man I respect,

would try and take his own life!

Kelly, you've got three kids!
Did you forget about them?

I did it for them!

I turned 60 years old today,

and you know what I got
to show for it?

Nothing! I'm broke.

All those years of scrimping
and saving,

I got nothing' left!
Do you understand?

How? You were always so careful
with your money.

It's gone, Mac.

It doesn't matter how.

I got two kids in college
and another one in grad school.

What am I going to tell them?

A man's not worth much

if he can't help pay
his kids' education.

That's what this idiot stunt
was all about? Pride?

I figured with my insurance,
I'm worth more dead than alive.

Kelly, you could've come
to me or Pete.

I don't like going to people
with my problems.

You don't go to people
with your problems.

You come to your friends.

Well, you don't
always remember that.

Yeah... I know.

All right... how'd you lose it?

I was cheated.

Can you believe that?

I got nothing left.

He-He-He made it sound
so enticing.

Cheated how?

I invested
in some land development.

A swamp bottom,
it turned out to be.

Give me a name, Kelly.

Forget it, Mac.
This guy is dangerous.

I found out
he killed some people.

I want his name.

James Crowe.

I already had Research
check him out.

He's a regular criminal
entrepreneur, this guy.

Stick-up man in
his youth, a fence,

a shakedown artist,

even deals in cocaine
if the price is right.

Ah, a busy guy.

Yeah, but this latest
was a land fraud deal

that took Kelly for 35,000,
along with seven others.

Retirees -- all of them.
$400,000 in all.

- What do the police say?
- They know he's a thief,

but the fraud is
a technical fine line.

The D.A. won't file charges,
so the police closed the file.

- Hi. Joanne Remmings.
- MacGyver.

Oh, I've heard about you.

You're the guy who does
the whatchamacallits,

you know, MacGyverisms:
turns one thing into another?

"MacGyverisms"?

Joanne is new here.
She just signed on.

In addition to threat assessment
and terrorist strategy,

she just happens to have written
a major research paper

on bunko scams.

Here it comes. James Crowe.

Seven indictments.
Zero convictions.

Every con in the book.

A man of many talents.

Yeah, he really gets around.

Oh, I'd really like
to get this guy Crowe

and hang him by his ears
for what he did to Kelly.

That makes two of us.

What else do you know
about this guy?

Well, he can't stay away
from the track.

Give Crowe a horse to bet on,
and he's in seventh heaven.

Oh, and silk.

He loves to wear white silk suits
with a Panama hat every day.

Probably has a
closet full of them.

Well, whatever he wears,
the D.A.'s office doesn't figure

they've got
a guaranteed conviction,

so the police
have lost interest.

Maybe it takes a con
to beat a con.

I mean, I hate to toot
my own horn, guys,

but I know some great stings.

I'd love to help
you nail this guy.

Nah, I don't think so.

We could use
the Philadelphia Flash

or the Toledo Twist.

No, no, no.

I kind of like this idea.

Oh, Mac, I can't get the foundation
involved in something like this.

Absolutely not.

That's why it'll be
just you and me.

And me.

Come on, Pete, do it for Kelly

and all the other people
Crowe's cheated.

All we got to do
is get back 400,000.

That's all?

Listen, I could get
my head handed to me

for getting into something
like this.

Pete... guy...

you're dying to do it.
You know it.

Hmm?

Yeah.

It would be great, wouldn't it,

to see if we could out-bunko
Mr. Bunko himself?

All right.

I want everything you know
about bunko scams

on my desk in half an hour.

Hey, wait a minute.
What about me?

Hey, I'm the one who knows
all this stuff.

Hey, guys!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the horses are coming out
on the track for the fourth race

which will be run
at a distance of one mile.

The last race was a bust.

You know, Benny's obviously
not a very smart trainer.

Smart trainers dope horses
when I tell them to.

I think we need to have a very
active conversation with Benny.

Find him.

Again, as a reminder,

scratches in the fourth race
are number three, Paranormal,

and number seven, Nomaly.

There's Crowe.

How do I look?

You look good.

Here.

Now you look great.
Come on.

The horses are approaching
the starting gate.

Mac, I don't know.

I'm tellin' you, I had this hot flash
on Ireland's Own last night.

What are you talking about?
Ireland's Own is a mudder.

She only runs in the rain.

Well, so who did you bet on
for me then?

Now if I tell you that,
it won't come true, remember?

Okay!

- All right.
- Let's go!

- Let's g...
- Go!

- Hey, now...
- Come on, run, baby, run!

Hey... Hey, buddy,
knock it off, will you?

You are yelling in my ear!

Knock it off,
or I'm gonna call the cops.

- A cop? You want a cop?
- Yeah.

- You got one right here.
- All right.

Don't yell in my ear anymore.

- I'll run you in.
- All right, all right.

- For disturbing my peace.
- Okay.

As the three-quarter folds,
Chocaholic moves up

- and is now in plain position.
- All right, let's go.

On the rail,
Batter is Red is in the lead.

Snow Miss is second by half
a length over Chocaholic.

Chocaholic looks strong.

And now it's Batter is Red
and Chocaholic.

Okay. Come on, let's go.

As they enter the wire,
it's Batter is Red...

Hey, hey, look at him.
Hey, all right, all right.

and Chocaholic neck and neck.
And at the finish, it's

Chocaholic, number two!
Wins by a nose!

Well, so what happened?
Did I win?

When I'm hot, I'm hot, huh?

MacGyver, I like your style.

Yeah?

You and me are gonna do things
together, buddy.

- Yeah? Like what?
- Yeah.

Well, first of all,
as soon as I get a little cash,

I'm gonna give you a bonus.

And second, I'm gonna cut you in
on the deal of your life

if you don't mind
getting a little dirty.

A little dirt never
hurt anybody.

Hey, I got to get back to the
station before they miss me.

Yeah.

Deal of a lifetime, huh?

Name's James Crowe.

And that's a pretty lame con
you're running on the cop.

I don't know
what you're talkin' about.

Please, Mr. MacGyver,
I heard and saw the whole thing.

All the losing tickets,

making your idiot cop think
you have the Midas touch.

All you saw was me makin'
a friend real happy. That's it.

Maybe I can make all three
of us happy.

I don't mind
getting a little dirty, either,

especially if I have
the added protection

of a tarnished badge
in my pocket.

I'm listening.

Your cop mentioned he had a
certain deal he needed some cash for.

Well, I might have
some ready cash.

Of course, I'd have to be cut in
on the action.

I might be able to arrange that.

Maybe you and I ought to have
a more detailed conversation.

Say, stables, 20 minutes.

Done.

Joanne?!

What are you doing here?!

What are you doing here?

- Following you.
- Why?

Because I'm tired of just
sitting in front of a computer.

I need field experience.

You picked a fine time
to try and get it.

But you guys don't know stings
the way I do.

I can really help you.

I mean, like-like,
finding the mark

- and playing the con...
- Shh!

...and roping the mark
and telling the tale.

I know all this stuff
like the back of my hand!

I appreciate everything
you're trying to do...

Look, I want
to be where the action is.

This way! This way!
Bring him over here.

Looks like you just got your wish.

Ever hear
of a blind trainer, Benny?

Next time I tell you
to dope a horse,

I'll bet you do it.

MacGyver,
they're gonna kill him!

We've got to do something!

Yeah.

Take him down that way.

Bring him in there.

Tony, keep an eye on him.

Now we'll have a little fun.

Come here.

What are we gonna do?

Give me a couple of bobby pins.

Bobby pins? Sure.

Yeah.

Great.

Let me borrow this, and,
uh, a couple of buttons.

- Make it three.
- Another MacGyverism!

Oh.

That's it.

And let me borrow
your glasses, please.

They're yours.

Yeah, thanks.

So what do we do now?

You just did it.

Huh, time to meet the bad guys.

Yo, Crowe!

Hey, I thought we
were gonna talk.

I thought I told you 20 minutes.

I guess my watch is
a little fast, huh?

Yeah. Let him go.

Listen, Benny, next time

I'm really gonna have
to do some damage, you know?

So don't let me down, huh?

I'll do better
for you next time, Mr. Crowe.

- Yeah.
- I promise I will.

You better.

Well, who's your friend?

She has an admirer.

A certain cop you may
have seen me with earlier

who happens to be
in the narcotics division.

Interesting.

Now this cop has some
pretty heavy gambling debts,

and with a little
persuasion from Joanne,

might be convinced to, uh...

To hook us into a nice
little cocaine deal

he has going down
in the next couple of days.

Right. Cocaine.

Like she says.

Well, I like a woman
with initiative.

Tell me, you think
you'll be able to

talk our narc friend
into this little proposition?

Well, I've talked him
into propositions before.

So, was I good?

Oh, I was great!

How'd you like the way
I hooked him into the Toledo Twist,

one of the best stings
I've ever researched?

Yeah, Joanne, that's just great,

except after reading all
the research you came up with,

Pete and I decided
to go with the Boston Bang.

Oh, that's all wrong for this.

The Twist is much better.

But that wasn't
your decision to make.

Listen, have you researched
this stuff?

No. Well, that's what I do.

I've got it nailed.

And the Toledo Twist
is the one to use.

Could I have my glasses back?

- You can keep the bobby pins.
- Thanks.

Mac,

uh, you know Crowe
is gonna check on me,

so I just had Data feed my cover
into the police computer.

I'm a visiting narc on rotation.

That's great, Pete.
What's in the bag?

Oh, uh, everything we're
gonna need for the Boston Bang.

Mac, it's gonna be terrific!

Yeah.

Pete, how do you feel
about the Toledo Twist?

The Twist? Why?

I've had my heart set
on the Boston Bang.

- Well, Joanne seems to think...
- Joanne?

Pete, trust me.
Don't ask her to explain.

Just go with it.

I just bought all this stuff!

Besides, we'd need more people
for the Toledo Twist.

I know, and I got just the guy.

- Who?
- Our old friend, Kelly.

But Crowe knows
what Kelly looks like.

Don't worry.
He'll be wearin' a beard.

This better be good, MacGyver.

I got a busy day ahead of me
bustin' dingheads.

I'm sure there's a proposition
that'll be of mutual benefit

to both of us, Mr. Thornton.

- So, you're Crowe, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

I'm listenin'.

I understand you know of a
certain deal that's about to happen.

That you may be willing
to split the profits

for a partner
with some ready cash.

Maybe.

And that you're up to your
neck in debt.

What the hell are you doin'
tellin' this guy my business?!

I ought to beat your brains out!

Pete, he's got cash,
and we need it.

Pete, get a hold of yourself.

- Come on, honey. Let him go.
- Come on.

- Come on.
- Pete...

Okay, are we all friends
again here?

Sure we are.

Pete just gets a little anxious
sometimes, that's all.

Listen, I've been working
on this deal for a long time.

I don't want anybody
to screw it up.

I'm just here to help.
What can I do?

We need a pound
of 90% pure cocaine

to get the deal rolling.
Can you score it?

Yeah, but that's a nice chunk of
green you're asking me to lay out.

You're a narc.
Why can't you get it?

I'm risking enough already.

Look, you don't want to buy in,
I'll find somebody who will.

Hey, Pete, wait a minute!
Come on!

What are you afraid he's
gonna bust you for possession?

Never entered my mind.

If he tried,
I'd bury him for entrapment.

Even he's smart enough
to know that.

I just don't want to be left
sitting on a pound of snort.

What, a guy like you
can't unload a pound of coke?

Is that it?

Maybe you're gettin'
a little too cautious.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

All right, tell your
hot-headed partner I'll do it.

All right, meet me tonight.

9:00 sharp at the Beverly
Canyon Hotel, suite 1611.

Bring the coke with you,
have it in a plastic bag.

Now what's goin' down?

I'll lay it all on ya
when I see the goods.

Look, you show up,
you don't like what you see,

you walk away.
It's as simple as that.

Okay.

Hey, not bad.

You guys pick a nice place
for a sting.

Nothin' but the best
for our friend Crowe.

Everything set?

Yeah, fine.

Did you check your gun,
make sure you're just firin' blanks?

Mac, I've already
checked it twice.

Come on.

Oh, I just love this kind
of stuff!

Well, I really do.

Yeah.

Show time.

I hope Kelly's beard stays on.

Everything ready?

Yeah, right down here.

Hey.

Two-way mirror.

Very nice.

This setup looks
like the Sacramento Switch.

Is that it?

Yeah. So where's the stuff?

Patience, officer.

You're sure that hasn't
been cut with anything?

Top of the line cocaine,
my friend.

Tested it myself.

Oh boy, you got to be a real
bonehead to snort this stuff.

That looks like the real thing.
What is that, powdered milk?

Among other things.

Then when your buyer wants
to test the coke,

you're gonna hand him my bag,

and it's gonna test out
90% pure, right?

So the dimwit
who's payin' 300 grand

for this stuff gets one pound
of high-grade toot...

And nine pounds
of powdered milk.

You guys are okay.

Ah, look at this guy.

It's like taking candy
from a baby.

All right.

Let's see what the money buys.

Okay.

Pure as the driven snow.

Oh, hold on, son.

Let's not be too hasty.

This boy's mama didn't raise
no dummy.

Where did that come from?

All right, just be cool.
Pete can handle it.

No, this is going down bad.

- Put the gun away.
- Get away!

Nailed him!

Well, what the hell
are you doing?

You want to be here when
the cops come? Everyone, out!

- What about my coke?
- That is evidence!

I've got to have something
to show to Internal Affairs.

Come on, get out!
Not all at once!

I don't want it looking
like Grand Central Station.

Crowe, you go first.

All right, but I want a meeting...
tomorrow at the dam.

- We'll be there.
- Noon.

We'll be there!

Kelly?

Kelly?

Kelly!

I may be dead, but I'm not deaf.

Oh, thank God Crowe missed!

You...

These blood capsules look
pretty real.

You know, you scared
the hell out of us.

- Yeah, you and me both.
- Oh, Kelly, you were terrific!

Yeah, I even surprised myself.

Well, this is one bag of coke
that is not going to hit the streets.

It's as good as flushed.

Mac, help me pick up
this money, will you?

I want to get it back
to the foundation vault.

You mean all this money is real?

But you said it was fake.

I didn't want you
to get nervous.

Are you telling me you let this man
carry around $300,000 in cash,

and he thought
it was fake money?

I didn't want to affect
his performance.

Do you think Crowe bought it?

Yeah.

And tomorrow, we tell the tale.

How'd it go?

Not good. I want
some insurance...

and she's it.

Now follow her.
Find out where she lives.

Okay, now let's go through this
one more time.

Oh...

Come on, it's good to be ready.

Now, if Crowe asks why
MacGyver has to go

into the police property
room with you...

I just say
that it's a lot quicker

for four hands to pack up
two million dollars than two.

- Right.
- The rehearsal's over, kids.

I lost money last night.

I hate losing money.

How'd you like to make
a million bucks in one day?

You kill me, MacGyver.

Come on, listen to me.

The doper's money from last night
went into the police property room

which holds
a whole lot more money.

And I have easy access
to that property room.

If you want in, all you got to do
is come up with 400,000, cash.

We take your 400 grand
and turn it into two million

once we get
into the police property room.

Then we pull a switch.

Spend 400,000, you make
a million dollars' profit.

Why should I believe you?
You've already lost me money.

- Now I should give you more?
- Hey, wait a minute.

You're the one that blew
it last night, not us, Crowe.

You're lucky
we came back to you.

Hey, listen, if you're
not interested, I mean, we...

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

All right.
Say I give you the cash.

How do you pull this off?

Joanne, get the suitcase.

I put your money in a suitcase
with a false bottom like this, see?

Your money goes on top,

because the watch commander
is going to check it, naturally,

to make sure it's real.

And we put pop-up stacks of
fake money in the false bottom.

Just put the ends together
like this, and you got it, see?

It's terrific.

Looks good.

Oh, they look a lot better with
real money stacked on top of 'em.

Now, by the time they find out
that the money is gone,

there'll have been so many
people in and out of there,

they'll never know who took it.

So tomorrow, Mac and Pete go
down into the police property room

with the suitcase
at exactly two minutes to 1:00.

Pete tells the watch commander
he got the money in a drug bust.

The watch commander gives me
the key to the property room,

and then he goes to lunch
at 1:00.

And he just leaves you alone
in the room?

I'm a cop! Cops trust cops.

MacGyver's not a cop.

He's the witness to the crime.

I have to take his statement as soon
as I'm through in the property room.

And then MacGyver helps me
load the money.

Four hands are better than two.

Not bad, not bad.

Now, what are you going to do
about the two million?

You can't take it out in that.

The Brockman trunk.
It's a case Pete was handling.

It's finally going
to trial tomorrow.

You see, Mr. Brockman killed
his fourth wife.

He hid her body in a trunk.

I have been subpoenaed
to take that trunk

out of the property room
tomorrow

and down to the court
as evidence.

And, Mr. Crowe, here's the topper.

That trunk is just about the right size
to hold two million dollars.

If I lose 400 grand
on this deal,

you're going to wish
you never laid eyes on me.

What do you mean,
it's too dangerous?

This whole thing was my idea.

I don't believe you guys.
After all I've done,

you're not going to let
me be in on the touch.

I can't be responsible
for you out there

if anything goes wrong.

I'm not asking you to be.

No good! You're out of it.

My decision.

A peace offering, huh?

Come on in.

Thank you.

Interesting breakfast.

I always photograph
strange things when I'm angry.

You must get angry a lot.

So, I'm still not going
with you guys tomorrow?

No, and you know
it's for your own good, too.

My own good.

So, what's in the bag?

Pastrami on rye.

You call that a peace offering?

Oh, terrific.

I'm always blowing a fuse.

Come on, I have some
extras in the kitchen.

MacGyver...

Phone's dead.

Got a flashlight?

This battery should do it.

I need some matchbooks, too.

- Okay.
- Two of 'em.

All I have to do is connect your
floodlight wires to this battery.

This should bridge the gap.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to try and brighten
their evening a little bit.

Come on!

Mac!

What's going on, Crowe?

Well, let's just say if I'm
going to give you 400 grand,

I'm going to need
a little insurance policy.

- What do you want?
- Simple.

Tomorrow, we'll meet outside the
Decker Street police station.

You'll go in with my money,

you'll do the little switcheroo
in the property room,

you'll put the two million
dollars in the trunk,

and you'll bring it out to me,
and then I'll give you the girl.

- When?
- Don't worry, MacGyver.

Girl's going to be with me.
I'm going to be nearby.

You'll get her
when I get the trunk.

What if I say no to your deal?

Well, then she's dead.

MacGyver!

It's a deal.

She's yours.

Yes.

Come on.

I should have known
Crowe would cover his flanks.

Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb.

Yeah. We got cocky.

Look, Joanne is going
to be all right...

as long as Crowe needs her.

Pete...

Crowe's always slipped
through the cops' fingers

by using
legal technicalities, right?

Yeah.

Well, what if the cops found him

in their property room

with his hand in the till?

That'd be a little tough
to explain, don't you think?

Well, sure, but our
plan didn't include

taking Crowe into the
police station with us.

What if we convince him that we
can't be trusted with his money?

Then he'd want to go in,
wouldn't he?

But why should he?

He knows we're not going
to do anything funny

as long as he's got Joanne.

Unless he thinks
we don't care about her.

You got the whole 400,000
in there?

That's all of it.

You got the fake money in here?

Very good. Okay.

Yeah, I love the smell
of money, don't you?

Nothing like it.

Clears the sinuses,
you know what I mean?

By the way,
your girlfriend says hello.

Oh, yeah? Good.

Well, give us about,
uh, 20 minutes,

and we'll be back with,
uh, two million dollars.

Wait a second, wait a second.

You gentlemen seem
a little too eager here.

What about the girl?
You didn't ask about her.

How is she?

Oh, she's fine.

She's watching us right now
with a gun pointed at her head.

Oh, she's out here.
You're not going to find her.

Well, looks like
you got us, Crowe.

Hold it. Maybe this girl doesn't
mean as much to you as I thought.

That girl... is my life.

Yeah, right.

And everybody's got a price.

I'm going in with you.

Nobody's going to handle
my money but me.

Uh, now, wait a minute.
That's crazy.

My plan didn't include you
going into the property room.

Just MacGyver.

Instead of having one witness
to your supposed drug bust,

you're going to have two.

When you see me come down
with the trunk,

send the girl out.

Come on!

Thanks, but no thanks.

- Now move to that door.
- What?

Don't say a word. Move!

Well, you know, you guys
are really gonna get it this time...

I guess you don't remember me,
do you, Crowe?

But then you don't remember
any of the people

you conned out
of their life savings.

Look familiar?

Do you hear that, honey?

'Cause if your boys don't come up
with the money, then you're history.

Get him in there!

Get him down in there! Yeah.

One peep out of you, Crowe,
you'll never live to see daylight again.

Have a nice day.

All right, easy, easy.

Got it.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

Come on.

Oh, thanks.

How you doing?

Well, what can I do you for?

Sergeant Thornton.

I got a trunk here
with a lot of coke in it.

I had a lousy bust.

The guy got away,
but I got his stash.

Lucky you.

What about him?

Oh, the detective and I are
very attached to one another.

He's a pickpocket.

I got to get him downtown
for an arraignment hearing

as soon as we're through here.

So, are we gonna get
this booked in already?

I got a busy day ahead of me.

Sure, but you got to have
a 314, seven-two-A form

before I can do anything.

Okay, but I got to get the watch
commander's John Hancock on this.

Wait here.

Pete?

- Hey.
- Yeah?

You readin' the sports section?

No. You-You want it?

Yeah, thanks.

I'll give it back
to you as soon as I'm done.

Uh, sure.

Uh, Sarg, uh, I need
your okay on this, please.

Shh!

Uh, Joe, I'm kind of in a hurry.

Could you get the
sarge to okay...?

Go.

I'm lookin' at two dead men!

Yeah, it's been a lot of fun.

You're dead meat, MacGyver!

You're both dead!

You're dead meat!

What's takin' 'em so damn long?

Take it easy.

Excuse me, I...

No, no, you first. Hmm.

Give me your hand.

Now, Mac, this part,
we take nice and easy.

Sarge, I need your, uh,
autograph here.

Do you mind?
There's a line here. Hmm?

That's Crowe.

Come on.

Howdy.

What? Are you stupid?

What, are you gonna shoot him?
There's a million cops out here.

Where the hell's Crowe?

Who cares?
Let's get the money.

Okay, I'll get the van.

Thanks.

You know, you could
have been a doctor.

Who the hell are you?

I'm-mm-mm...

And what are you doing
in my cage?

Gee, you're all tied up.

Maybe I should come back
a little later.

M-MacGyver!

MacGyver?

Yeah, the pants
could come in a little,

but they're not bad, huh?

Come on.

Quick! There were two
other guys here, too.

With a trunk!

20 years on the force,
I never had so much excitement!

You're not gonna just
let them get away!

No, I think the bottom's
about to fall out

of that plan.

That's the guy.

Freeze! Hands up!

Get your hands up!

Come on!

Whoa!

So what do you think now, Kelly?

Hey, after helpin' you guys
pull this off,

I feel like I can do anything.

I grew up in Northern Minnesota,

and I remember snowdrifts that
would bury whole parking lots,

icicles longer
than a hockey stick,

and bein' stuck with
three layers of clothing.

My favorite, though, was when they
announced exposed flesh warnings

on the radio
to prevent frostbite.

When I came to California,

I found out
it's really a small world.

They had exposed flesh
warnings, too,

called beach parties.

The type of party
that did away with frostbite.

Did away with most
of the clothing, too.

But the beach isn't
the only place for a party.

And I had some friends who
really knew how to party down.

You know, it took me a while

to perfect the basket trick,
but, uh...

there is absolutely no defense.

I can read your body.

You're telegraphing your moves.

Too much tension.

I think it's the mask.

It's just to help you
forget I'm a woman.

Fat chance.

A mask isn't gonna do it.

Tent maybe.

Hello.

It's yours.

Lisa Chan. Hello.

Sure I'm still interested.

Um, I could fly up right away.

I'll be there by noon.

Ha!

Bad news?

That was a guy up
in San Francisco

interested in financing
my karate studio.

He wants me
to catch a 10:30 flight.

That's terrific.

- You need a ride to the airport?
- No, I'm okay.

But I could use a small favor.

Name it.

Uh, Paul --
he's at a birthday party,

and somebody's got
to pick him up.

No problem.

Mac, he's changed
since last year.

He's a grown man of 14,

and I'm his mean big sister.

Well, now that's just
because he's a teenager.

Mac, he's started talking
about our parents' death again,

and that was seven years ago.

I don't know
what he's thinking anymore,

what he's doing,
who his friends are.

I just can't get through
to him anymore!

All right, all right, all right.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Relax a little, will ya?
I'll talk to him.

Where is this party?

Well, here's the address...

...but Paul's changed like crazy
since you last saw him.

Yeah? Does he still have
that patch of white in his hair?

Yeah.

I'll recognize him.

She gave me an address,

but what I really needed
was a road map.

In Chinatown,

it helps to have some guidance
from a local expert.

I first saw him a month ago,

and I believe he
is the Wish Child.

Perhaps.

We are honored,

Dr. Shen.

The legend is 1200 years old,

and I have lived
to see his return!

I sense the spirit of disbelief.

We have never met.

No.

Yet you are a man of history.

A cultural historian, yes.

And you have brought me a test.

This is the Rock of Shin Tze

from the dynasty
of the Wish Child.

The legend states

that the true Wish Child
will bring a sign from the rock.

I think you will know this.

The sign of the Wish Child.

Hi. How are ya?

Can't go in there.

Private party.

Yeah, I know.

Um, I'm meetin' one of
the kids here. Paul Chan?

His sister, Lisa,
can't pick him up.

Neither can you.

No problem.

I remember the age when
it was cool to be bad.

Dumb age.

Somehow I didn't think they
were serving ice cream and cake

at this birthday party,

but it'd be rude
not to bring a present.

Now, it just needed
some gift wrapping.

Perfect.

Hey!

Oh, look at this!

Yeah, I was right.

Where did this come from?

Dumb age.

Oh, between my legs!

Oh, there it goes!

Whose is it?

Teenage party?

Whatever happened
to spin-the-bottle?

Hey, Paul!

- What's goin' on?
- MacGyver!

- Who is he?
- Name's MacGyver.

Uh-huh.

The sign of the Wish Child.

Dr. Shen,
we must go!

A nice quiet neighborhood,

but not as loud
as the ringing in my ears.

I had no idea how I got here...

or even where here was,

but I had definitely
run into some party animals.

It's funny.

Gunpowder smells the same
no matter how you write it.

I was sittin' on a pile
of fireworks,

and some joker's outside
playin' shake, rattle and roll.

I'd had enough of this party.

It was definitely time to leave.

So I figured

a small directional explosive
would make a door...

hopefully without blowin' up
the whole box.

Anyway, it'd just be a matter
of seconds

before light became a match,
and I'd either blow out...

or up.

No one told me
the party'd moved upstairs.

Uh, excuse me!

Uh... down, please!

That's it!

I changed my mind.

I'm not taking that cruise.

It'd just take me forever
to get the police to believe

a story about being shanghaied
in Chinatown,

and that was too long to wait

when I had to find a kid
who was in real trouble.

Mr. Lee, Dr. Shen is here.

Have him wait.

Mr. Lee, I have news.

Not here.

Ot-Su, no one is to enter
this area.

Mr. Lee...

your collection brings honor
to our ancestors.

Thank you,
Dr. Shen.

I have spent 40 years
and some wealth

to preserve the truth
of the Wish Child,

to make the legend reality.

Did you see this boy, Paul Chan?

Yes, I did.

And?

The boy...

drew this

out of the Rock of Shin Tze.

But how?

You x-rayed the stone

and found no markings,
nothing inside.

The legend states
that the Wish Child shall find

the soul of the stone.

That is correct.

Then perhaps finally...

finally, he has returned.

Lisa was out of touch.

Paul was out of reach,
and the only place

to start looking for him
was where I'd lost him.

As agreed, Dr. Shen.

I feel...

that I must mention one thing.

This man, Stone...

Is a petty criminal,

dishonest...
by preference,

a thief and swindler by trade...

with several murders
to his credit.

Then you knew.

I always know,
Dr. Shen,

and I'm always prepared.

I have found a
most useful friend

among Stone's people.

Your research has
been most helpful.

Thank you, Dr. Shen.

Our lives...

shall soon be joined.

Guess the party was over.

Pretty neat.

When the guests went home,

they took the furniture
with 'em.

Sometimes you got to read
between the lines.

Whatever Paul was into
had something to do

with the Wish Child business.

And this impression in the
floor was the only lead I had.

And, of course,
it was in Chinese...

so I had two choices.

I could bring the interpreter
to the floor

or take the floor
to the interpreter.

The problem is,
how do you move a floor?

First thing you need
is a chisel...

and a chisel's no good
without a hammer.

Well... I got the message.

Ah, this I think you'll really like.

Oh, see the natural grain there?

Yeah, it's $30.

Oh, an honorable gift
all the way from China.

Brought it right from the dock.

Uh, a real collector's item.

See you.

Hey, Sam!

Hey, MacGyver!
What do you know?

Good to see you, guy.

So... hey, look.

No more painted parrots, huh?

These are authentic fakes
all the way from Taiwan.

- Straight off the boat?
- Cheap, too.

Not in the market, Sammy.
Thank you.

I'm looking for anything
you can tell me about this.

Oh, wow!

It's the Wish Child.

The what?

A lot of noise on the street about
this kid doing the Wish Child hustle,

so I am currently offering

these real, genuine copies

of a certified replica
in the Golden Era Museum.

Now, you can't get
more honest than that.

Hey, Mac, the museum's doing

a heavy research thing
on the Wish Child legend.

Mucho hot item.

Hey, on me.

Thank you.

I'm looking for the kid
who's playing this Wish Child.

Right. That's his symbol.

See, a lot of
people are fighting

to put good money
down on the kid.

It's a great gig.

You mean hustle?

Well... most people
don't buy it,

but enough do.

We're talking old time
Chinese legends here.

I mean ancient.

A lot of people believe
that 400 years ago,

the Wish Child was reborn
as a warlord's son,

and after a battle, the
whole family's knocked off,

while the Wish Child's just
wandering around in the mountains

totally zonked out
with no memory of the attack,

except that a patch of his hair
has turned white.

A white patch?

Yeah, snow white.
And no memory.

Then a bandit nabs him,

recognizes him
as the Wish Child,

tries to sell him.

Sell him
because he grants wishes?

Better. Heavier.

The legend says
you link your soul to his,

you got immortality.

Oh, if I could only
bottle it, I'd be rich.

Sammy, I'm talking
about a 14-year-old kid

from Santa Monica,
not the Mists of Antiquity.

Who's bottling him?

Guy named Stone, half-Chinese,
half sewer rat out of Hong Kong.

He tries to play legit.

Owns a restaurant
in the lower district.

This a... hustler type,

about six feet,
real fashion plate?

Yeah, but, MacGyver,
Stone comes on like Mr. Clean,

but he's really down and dirty.

And there's a lot of people here
that still believe the legend,

so Stone'll keep selling
the kid as long as he can.

But when it's over, so's the kid,
you know what I mean?

Yeah.

The kid's my responsibility.

He's also my friend.

You know what I mean?

Good luck, pal.

You were quite a pro, kid.

Did a hell of a job
on Shen Wei today.

It was easy switching
those rocks.

I wonder if this
rock of his is real.

Who knows? Maybe I really
am the Wish Child.

Yeah, maybe you are at that.

Just got to keep it going
a little while longer.

Sit tight.

How did you handle
that MacGyver guy?

He shipped out to New Zealand.

Hmm, nice touch.

No body, no cops, no noise.
Diplomatic.

Make out everything
to Mr. Lee?

No.

Now Dr. Shen will confirm to us.

Did the old man, Dr. Shen,
buy the scam?

Lock, stock and phony rock.

Kid was great.

Mr. Lee made contact.

He's interested.

I'll meet him, set up the deal.

We'll have the money
and be rid of a kid.

How?

He won't be coming back.

Got something special
for you, kid.

Whoa!

I told you,
good things are coming.

- Rich things.
- Yeah!

Wait'll Lisa sees the karate
studio I'm going to buy her.

She'll stop thinking
I'm some kind of loser.

Hey, everybody's going
to respect you, Paul, everybody.

You are the Wish Child.

You know, sometimes I think
maybe what if I was!

We both know
you're special, Paul.

That's why it's going to be
great from now on, right?

- Right!
- See you a minute?

Now go to the back room
and start rehearsing.

- I'll be right there.
- Okay.

MacGyver...!

Paul, I need to talk to you just for a
few minutes, away from here, okay?

- Okay.
- All right, come on.

What are you sneaking around
like this for?!

So your friends back
there don't cream me again.

Stone?
He wouldn't do that.

He would.

He did, and he will again
if I give him half a chance.

Ji! The kid's missing.

Find him!

Aw, you're just saying that
just to get me to go home.

Well, I'm not; you can
just tell Lisa that, too.

I've got a real big appointment
today, MacGyver,

and you're not going
to blow it for me.

Paul, if that appointment
is with Stone,

it's dangerous to you.
He's bad news.

Mac, that man is my friend.

You never spent time with him.
Of course you don't trust him.

Hey, he really
watches out for me.

Look, look, he gave me this.

Ooh, neat. Is that how
you measure friendship?

Stone talks to me
about my future.

He understands me
better than Lisa or you.

Your future -- as part of a scam?
Terrific.

We're not hurting anybody.

People really believe
I'm this Wish Child,

and it makes them happy.

They even give me money.

It's a rip-off, Paul,
and you know it!

Or do you really believe
you're this Wish Child?

Look, that car accident
killed my mom and dad,

and I wasn't even touched,
except for this.

Just like in the legend.

You don't believe it, do you?

Believe this, Paul.

I care about you.

I consider us friends.

I'm not a kid anymore.

All right... let's talk, man to man.

Let's get out of here first,
what do you say, huh?

Mac, what are you doing?

Paul, they're hunting for us.

The only way out
is over that wall.

With an umbrella?

No, a grappling hook.

Paul, get that rope.

That a boy.

All right, come on!

Paul!

Come on! Paul!

They won't hurt me, Mac.
They work for Stone.

Yeah, right.

Don't worry about it, Mac.
I know what I'm doing.

- Paul!
- Don't worry.

You heard what he said.

Be nice.

Well, there went Paul,
on his way

to that important appointment.

And all I had for a road map

was a postcard
I didn't understand

in a language I couldn't read.

But I remembered one thing.

Sammy had lifted this
from the Golden Era Museum

where I might find something
more about the Wish Child.

I used to love museums
when I was a kid.

You never knew
what you'd find inside.

I liked mysteries back then.

Surprising...
to find a Caucasian scholar

of the Wish Child legend.

Well, the name's MacGyver,
and I was looking for a...

Didn't I see you at a ceremony
with Paul Chan?

The Wish Child, yes.

I am Dr. Shen Wei.

Yeah. I am here
because of the legend,

and because of Paul.

His family asked me
to look after him.

Look after the Wish Child?

Let me show you something,

- Mr. MacGyver.
- MacGyver.

It was a violent time,
400 years ago.

The Child was attacked,

but while his protectors
were killed...

he survived, miraculously.

And wandered into the mountains.

You know.

I've heard.

And you have doubts.

Understandable,

but we have records
four centuries old.

He was taken by
a bandit chieftain

and sold for a fortune in gold.

Paul.

He is the Wish Child.

He isa 14-year-old kid
from Santa Monica

who's in a lot of trouble.

Now, what does this Stone
want to do with Paul?

Good to have you back, kid.

MacGyver just doesn't
understand, that's all.

I mean, we're not really
cheating this Mr. Lee, are we?

Paul, Mr. Lee
asked to meet us.

And he's a very rich man.

If it makes him happy
to see the Wish Child,

that's great.

And if it's worth money to him,
that's up to him, isn't it?

We're not really
twisting his arms.

You know, I feel like it's real.

Paul, it's $1 million worth of real.

For you and me.

Right.

Mr. Stone.

Welcome.

I do not know
Mr. Stone's business.

I'm a scholar,
Mr. MacGyver.

Whose?

Come on, Dr. Shen,
who's paying for all this?

Who's the money source so hooked
on the Wish Child, huh?

His name is Lee Wenying,

but he is only interested
in the Wish Child as a scholar.

As the legend come alive.

I have always felt... special.

Always?

Or since the day
of your parents' tragic death?

Tell me.

I don't want
to bring back an old pain,

but it is necessary.

We were going to visit Lisa,

my sister, at her college.

It was a mountain road,
real twisty.

There were rocks on the road.

And the car... slipped,

and Dad yelled...

and...

the car hit the fence,
and it went over

and down, and...

and I heard Mom, I heard...

Child!

I don't remember!

I was crying
and running all night.

I... just don't remember!

That's all right.

Neither did the Wish Child.

He wandered into the mountains

becoming what he was to be.

You see, I was paid to
verify a possibility.

That the legend, the Wish Child,
had reappeared.

Mr. Lee contacted Stone
so he could talk to Paul.

Where do I find him?

I'm sorry.

Dr. Shen, I have been slugged,

dumped, shanghaied

and shot at.

And I think the reason is
because of Paul.

Now why?

What does Mr. Lee want with him?

Some believe

that a man can achieve
immortality

by linking his soul
with that of the Child.

And Mr. Lee Wenying is old.

He will cherish the boy,

protect him.

As long as the Child is alive,
Mr. Lee will live.

Protect him?

Don't you mean keep him?

You helped sell
a 14-year-old boy

into slavery for life.

No.

Oh, yeah!

The legend says a bandit sold
the Child for gold.

Now Stone may have done
the selling,

but you okayed the sale.

Nobody but you.

Now where's Paul?

Paul...

Paul is...

Dr. Shen?

Mr. Lee did not believe me.

Dr. Shen,

you must tell me where Paul is.
Please!

In the freighter.

Pier... K-63.

Forward hold.

Steel door.

Child inside that door.

I felt this in the stone.

Proof, Mr. Lee, he is the Child.

Proof?

Come, I will test you.

The handprint of the Child.

400 years ago

in the temple wall.

Place your hand
in the impression.

You are the Child.

You are.

Come!

How did you do that?

I don't know.
It just fit.

This was the Child,
as you are the Child.

It looks just like me.

Of course. Mr. Stone...

the money is yours,
the Child is mine.

Stone, what's he talking about?

Sorry, kid. Goodbye.

Stone!

Stone!

Hey, let me out!

I'm not this Wish Child.
It was a fake.

Stone!

Stone.

Mr. Lee's boat ran about 50,000 tons.

A little bit smaller
than Fort Knox,

but about as hard to bust into.

I could make
an official complaint,

and something might happen

about six days
after the ship sailed.

So I'll just have to put
something together.

You did a fine job, Mr. Stone.

Thank you.

Now if you leave
over this side of the ship,

no one will see you.

Good.

As agreed, $1 million in gold.

Is that satisfactory, Mr. Stone?

Yes, indeed.

Good.

Teng?

An honorable bargain, Mr. Stone.

The gold is yours forever.

Old Minnesota wisdom:

If you don't want to be touched,

look downright untouchable.

I will set the course
once we're at sea, captain.

Yes, sir!

I expect to cast off
in 37 minutes.

Okay! Stand clear, mate.

Just got this fixed.

Steady up!

You, there!
Where are you going?

Nobody allowed in this section.

Oh yeah?

You want to tell Mr. Lee he's not
getting his auxiliary fixed? Huh?

I didn't think so.

Don't touch that.
It's important.

Hey, what are you doing here?

This is the forward hold,
isn't it?

- Yeah.
- I got work to do down here.

- Hold that, will ya?
- Ow!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Wait a minute!
What are you doing?

Give me back my gun...

I'll just hold this for ya,
all right?

Get me down!
I said get me down!

Get me down!
Get me down!

Get back here!

Get me down!

Get me down!

Try to shoot the lock
out of a steel door,

and bullets'd just bounce off.

Besides, I hate guns.

Now, Teng, call me
when we cast off.

I'll be below.

Now if you get the gunpowder
inside the lock...

and rig a cartridge
as kind of a fuse...

then use the gun
the right way...

...bingo!

- Mac! Am I glad to see you!
- What?!

You were right about Stone!
They were gonna...

All right, all right.
Tell me along the way. Come on.

What are you doing?

Hold that up.

Mr. Lee?

Child?

What?

Ta-ya!

Is that you?

Paul, let's move!

Child, come back!

Come back, Child!

Come back!

Hold it!

Child!

Let's try this way!

Guards! Guards!

Open the door.

Guards!

Let me out!

The child escaped.

He must not leave the ship!

Up the ladder.
Come on.

Mac!

Come on.

Child!

Come back!

Child! Child!

No!

Come back!

You must stay with me!

You must stay with me.

Our lives are one!

Somebody help him.

How?

Maybe he believed in
the legend too much.

Come on.

Hmm.

Mmm, good.

Come in.

Hi.

Oh, hi, Lisa.

Hey, Lisa, how was San Francisco?

Oh, don't ask.

Oh, yeah? Well, you're just in
time for pizza à la MacGyver.

I need it.
I had a day like a curse.

That good, huh?

Anyway, I see you found him.

No problem.

So, was the birthday party fun?

Outstanding!

Cessna Zero-Five-Charlie,
cleared for touch and go.

Wind at one zero
from the northeast.

Roger, Lincoln Tower,
Zero-Five-Charlie.

Piper Three-Six-Echo,
taxi to runway two six left

and hold short
for outbound traffic.

Three-Six-Echo.

Cessna Two-Five-Bravo,
clear for takeoff.

Lincoln Tower,
Bonanza Four-Eight-Zulu --

request permission
to enter pattern.

Four-Eight-Zulu,
request approved.

Follow Cessna
Three-Eight-Charlie.

Roger.
Four-Eight-Zulu following Cessna.

Flying a small plane can be fun.

It can also be
kind of frightening.

Now, I've always felt
the best way to confront a fear

of the ocean
is to dive right in.

So it seemed like the smart way

to deal with the fear
of flying light planes

was to take the train or a bus.

Now, it's possible
the carburetor froze up

in this ice storm
I was flying through,

but that didn't explain
why I wasn't getting

a decent throttle response.

Nor was there any indication
as to why the controls felt

like they were stuck in cement.

It did not look good
for the home team.

I'm sorry, but you have crashed.

Hey, Mac!

You got a minute?

What's the matter, Mac?

Little simulator get to you?

I'd rather fly a T-38 any day.

Well, I have a small confession.

I had them rig it
so you'd crash.

Worse possible weather,

total engine malfunction,
frozen controls.

You never had a chance.

It was just a little joke.

Besides, it builds character.

I mean, the worst thing happened,
and you survived.

I remember things
like this, Thornton.

Oh, come on, Mac, relax.

All of this would never happen
in a real plane.

Why do I feel all
this has a point?

I don't...

You want me to fly a plane
just like that, don't you?

No, absolutely not!

I would never ask you
to do that.

You only have to ride in one.

Mac, you remember
that pilot program

Phoenix set up with
the National Youth Authority?

The one based
on our gang violence research?

Oh, yeah, the street kids sort of
roughing it out in the wilderness.

Yeah, that's right,
as a part of their probation.

Well, it's finally happening.

Oh, good.
How's it going?

Put it out, Ramon.

Look, take a chill pill,
Cavanaugh.

It ain't like I'm smokin'
crack or nothin', all right?

We're in a fire area...

but I guess
you didn't read the sign.

I read it.

The problem is they've
got a social scientist

heading the field test --

a guy with a doctor's degree
but no street savvy.

The powers-that-be insisted.
It was out of my hands.

As I recall,
I really wanted that job.

Yeah, I know. Guess what?

No, are you serious?

- When do I leave?
- Tomorrow.

But there's, uh,
one other small thing.

Uh, we've really extended
the funds on this,

so there's
very little money involved.

I mean, like, none.

Pete, when has that
ever stopped me?

I'm dying to do this.
You know that.

Great. Listen, I'll even
throw in the old bonus.

No, don't bother.

No, I want to.

Whatever you want,
you just name it.

I mean anything.

The Colorado River Kayak Race.

You and me shooting the rapids.

That's the bonus I want.

Yeah.

Yeah, I like that.

I'm not asking you
a second time.

Good.

Stay out of it, Luther.

The man said no smokin'.

Stop it!

Come on!

Break it up! Break it up!
Break it up!

That's it!

You're all going back to
four walls when this is over!

You blew it!

You're going to need eyes
in the back of your head.

Yeah, right.

You sure you got enough runway, there?

Relax, MacGyver.

I've made this landing
dozens of times.

Believe me, you're safer up here

than you're going to be down
there with those cutthroats.

Boy, they ought to put
'em all away... permanently.

You know these kids?

I had to fly 'em up here.

You're really walking
into a hornet's nest.

That's it! I can't eat
this zoid food.

Fine. Starve. It's your choice.

Listen, dipstick,
this was not my choice!

This whole thing is lame!
You know what?

Find yourself
another guinea pig.

Whoa! What's that smell?

It's like chocolate cake...
or brownies.

Come on, let's check it out.

I wonder who's makin' it.

Who cares?
I just want to eat it.

First impressions are very important,

and with this group,
I knew it'd be critical,

so I decided to make
a grand entrance...

through their noses.

There it is.

Someone's cooking down there.

Brownies, anyone?

I'll take that as a yes.

Who are you?

Yeah. Who are you?

Name's MacGyver.
Pete Thornton sent me.

He's "the man"
in the fancy disguise.

Cavanaugh numero dos.

Hasta luego, ese.

We don't buy.

He sent you to bail me out,
didn't he?

Well, I think of it
more as a collaboration.

Hey, you want to run this show?!

Fine! You don't need me.

I'll send the pilot
back for you on Friday.

Hey, Tom, I'm here to help.

Who said I needed any, huh?

Obviously, Thornton thinks
that you can do a better job.

No, I think he thought
we'd work together on it.

Yeah, right.

Keep baking those brownies,
MacGyver.

See how far it gets you.

You make a nice fire, MacGyver.

Looks like your girlfriend wants
to cruise with Mr. Wonder Bread.

- How's it going, Gina?
- Okay.

Even better since you got here.

She's not my girl.

Not anymore.

- So, what's on your mind?
- Really want to know?

- Mm-hmm.
- Wood.

Fire's getting low.

That's okay.
I like a challenge.

That's why I'm in a gang.

Yeah? Is that
the only reason?

It's just the way it is.

I was born into it
just like my sister was.

Is your sister
still running with a gang?

Let's just say she's
on a long vacation --

about five years,

maybe less with good behavior.

Time to die, ese.

All right, can it!

You two want to fight,
you put on gloves,

but it doesn't happen here!

What a tough guy!

What are you going to do next,
spank us?

No, actually, you'd like that,
wouldn't you, Gina?

Why don't you shut up,
you idiot?

Time out!

Oh, it's going to
be a long two days.

And, boy, was it.

Felt like two weeks.

Dealing with these kids
was a little like putting out

a forest fire.

You'd think you had it
under control,

and then another spark
would set it off again.

I can't help feeling that
more time alone with them

might've made a difference.

Hey, Mr. Pilot, you gonna let me
fly the plane this time, huh?

- Come on...
- Sit back in your seat, punk!

I won't put up with this again.

Just fly the plane, Carl.

Try to just enjoy the scenery
outside the window, huh?

Sit down! Now!

Cool out, my man.

The no smoking and seat belt
signs are turned off, no?

Come on...

Stop it, stop it this second!

Sit back down in that seat
and put your seat belt back on!

What's wrong?

What's happening?

Hey, man,
what's with the pilot?!

Do something!
Do something!

Come on!

What's wrong?

Come on!

Are we going to crash?!

Hey, no, man, no!

Hey, get it up, get it up!

Don't hit it, man!

Hey, what's happenin', man?

Come on!

Come on, MacGyver, do somethin'!

Hey, man, are we gonna crash?

Come on, man!

Look out for the trees!

Hang on, everybody!

We're on fire!

The radio's burning.

Everybody all right?

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Guys?

Ramon?

Nothing wrong with me, man.
Hands off.

- What happened to him?
- I don't know.

I think he had a coronary...
a heart attack.

Is he dead?

Yeah.

Let me outta here.

Let me out!

Nitroglycerin.

This is your fault, sucker!

Like always.

Oh, you just had to be so damn cool,
Ramon, freak out the pilot.

You're history, pal.

Hey! You guys wanna
just shut it down?

The pilot had a
serious heart condition.

He shouldn't have been
flying in the first place.

That doesn't excuse the
fact of what went down.

Now he put us here

and he's gonna pay the price...

like he should've
done a long time ago.

Somebody wanna fill me in?

Nothing to fill in.

The man's got a problem.

We've all got problems.

That's life, Whitebread.

So what now?

How are we gonna
get outta here, man?

Well, first we're going to try
and find some food and shelter.

And then hope a search party
starts looking for us.

That ain't good enough, man.

I got places to be.

Yeah, see, MacGyver?

It ain't safe for him out here.

He needs his gang.

I lead my gang... because I
earned their respect...

the hard way.

Doggone it! Guys!

Why don't you save
your energy, huh?

Look, it's going to get
cold out here tonight,

real cold.

What do you say we pitch a tent?

Parachute into a tent.

Pretty slick, MacGyver.
I like it.

Oh, Gina, please
spare us your sap.

He hasn't saved us yet.

I don't see you coming up
with any ideas, scum wad.

Shut up!

They used to be a thing.

Ain't love blind, man?

Not if you give it
a chance... man.

Hey, Luther.

What do you say
we earn our dinner?

Have you ever had
fresh mountain trout

with wild mushrooms
and pine nuts?

Outrageous.

We both know nothing's
going to happen, Gina,

so why don't we cut the act?

Whoa, come here.
Wanna level with me?

All this has to do
with someone else, doesn't it?

He made a choice.

Tommy's gang won, and I lost.

- He couldn't have both.
- Why not?

It just doesn't work
that way, MacGyver.

We're enemies.

I don't wanna talk
about it anymore.

Okay.

Wanna fill me in on what's goin'
down between Ramon and Luther?

Find someone else
to be your squeak.

I'm sick and tired
of bein' used.

Hey!

Do you really think
that's what I'm doing?

Really?

Ramon wasted Luther's little
brother about a year ago.

The kid was all he had

unless you wanna count
his drunk mother.

It messed him up pretty bad.

Why didn't Ramon go to jail?

'Cause there weren't
any eyewitnesses, bud.

Don't you get it?

But everybody knows he did it.

How do you think he got
to become El Pachuco,

leader of his gang, huh?

Beats the brownies, man.

Look, who cares about food?

What's this guy doin'
to get us rescued? Nothin'!

And what're you doin', Tommy?
Let's hear some of your ideas.

Take it easy, Gina.

Hey, don't ever stand up
for me, okay!

I don't need it,
and I don't want it!

You got that?

You okay?

Yeah, man, never felt better.

Glad to hear it.

Nobody move!

Freeze, Luther.

Don't move a muscle.

Everyone stay frozen.

I'll be right back.

What the hell you doin', man?

Where're you goin'?

What the hell
are you doin', man?

Snake crawled in for warmth.

That's why it's going
to crawl out.

Well, that takes care
of finding lunch.

Ooh.

Come on, Tommy, time to wake up.

All right, folks.
I got a choice to make.

Either I trust you all
and I go look for him,

or I stay here.

I want your word that nothing
will happen while I'm gone.

Hey, don't be lookin'
at me, man.

Look at him.

I'm lookin' at both of ya.

All right.
Nothing'll happen.

You gonna believe
what he tells ya?

That's right.

Tommy?

MacGyver!

All right, hold still.

She's just protecting her food.

Don't look her in the eye.

There's a time
to be Daniel Boone

and a time to be a plumber.

This one called for the latter.

I knew that mountain lion

wouldn't leave its meal behind
for just any old thing...

except maybe a cold shower.

You bet.

Hey, listen,
I'm sorry about that.

I know you coulda
handled that on your own,

but I wanted to test a theory
and, uh...

No hard feelings?

No.

All right, let's go.

You all right?

Why'd you come out here, Tommy?

I want the truth.

Ready for this?

I was gonna get us all rescued --

be a big hero.

I'm an idiot sometimes.

No, that took guts.

I even think
Gina'd appreciate that.

Maybe once...
before she joined her gang.

Before you joined yours.

The gang was all that I had.

Better than gettin'
beat up by the old man.

It's too bad you let the gangs
get in your way.

Where is he?

I don't know.

I wouldn't do it, Luther.

Don't be gettin' into this, girl.
It ain't your business.

Where'd you find him?

Having lunch
with a mountain lion.

It's a long story.

Where's Luther and Ramon?

They're around somewhere.

Yeah?
How long they been gone?

A while.

What's the matter, Gina?

Tell me.

Luther's goin' after him.

Time to make it even, ese.

Don't do it, Luther!

He killed my brother!

What do you think'll
happen to you?

- I don't care, man.
- You do care!

You're too smart not to.

Where you feel it?

My chest.

For how long?

Since the crash.

I warned you
to stay out of this.

Hey, hey, she didn't tell him
nothin', Luther.

MacGyver figured it out
on his own.

Look, you don't wanna
be jivin' me, sucker.

I'm not.

I don't need nobody's help, man.

Humor me, okay?

What's his problem?

He's got all the symptoms
of internal injuries,

and if that's true--

What?

We don't have time to wait
for a search party.

Listen, underneath the dash
in the plane,

there's a whole bunch
of rubber tubing.

It's connected
to the oil pressure gauge.

Bring me a couple
of two-foot lengths.

And grab the radio headset, too.

- Okay.
- Okay.

I really hope
he's gonna be okay.

Yeah.

Thanks.

For what?

You know... Luther.

It was no strain.

MacGyver told me the reason
you left was to get us all saved.

MacGyver says a lot of stuff.

Yeah, I know, but I think
this one was true.

Uh, Gina?

Look, maybe we could try
to be friends again.

Yeah, I'd like that.

Did you kill Luther's brother?

Maybe I did.
Maybe I didn't.

I think you didn't.

What's all this jazz for?

I'm gonna make
a little homemade stethoscope.

It'll help pinpoint the damage.

I don't like it.

They were due back
yesterday afternoon.

This just isn't like Mac.

We'll start with a broad sweep
of the northwest sector

and then go from there.

This is Control Center
to Chopper Unit 44.

His bowel sounds
are almost gone.

I think he's got
a punctured spleen.

What do you think?

I think Ramon's going to die if
we don't get him to a hospital fast.

Justice!

Not in my book.

We're going to get him
out of here.

- How?
- In that.

What?

You've gotta be kidding.

We're gonna need
a hollowed out log

about three foot long
and smooth on the bottom.

The lighter the load the better.

And hopefully a head wind to
counteract the front-end weight.

What're you sayin', MacGyver?

We're gonna build ourselves a
front ski where that tire used to be.

Sorta like a snow plane.

Can't wait to see
how you're gonna make snow.

We're not.
We're gonna make mud.

But it's going to take
all of us to pull this one off.

Yeah?
Well, you can count me out.

Uh-huh.

Listen, why don't you start
clearin' all the brush and rocks.

Got it.

Gina, find me some branches
about six-foot long

and as straight as possible.

Okay.

How are these?

Perfect.

I got the field as clean
as I could get it.

Good job.

Can I borrow your earrings?

- Earrings, huh?
- Yeah.

Are you building one of those
things that surveyors use?

It's called a theodolite.

- A what?
- It's a sighting tool.

I have a friend that works in
the city uses something like this.

- You know how to work one?
- Yeah, I could figure it out.

This is primitive, though.
It's caveman time.

More like George Washington's time.

Okay, look, here's my compass.

Think you can give me 300 yards
due west, straight as an arrow?

Uh, sure, if you
give me some help.

All right, here's
your first lesson.

The average walking pace
is about one yard.

Oh, so then, uh, 300 paces
and we got it?

You got it.

You heard the man-- 300 paces
across the meadow. Hurry up.

- I'll sight ya up. Go.
- Aye, aye, Captain.

Relax.

One, two, three,

four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine,
ten, 11, 12...

What's taking the rescue
party so long, man?

I'm getting bored
laying around here.

We can't wait
for a rescue party.

How do you feel
about another plane ride?

What do I got to lose?

You know, you're a fool
trying to save him.

You know, you think you got
everybody pegged, don't ya?

Well, maybe you don't.

I went to school with a kid
named Andy Jarrett...

Hey, I don't wanna hear this!

Just shut up and listen!

He was a junior safecracker,
real smart.

Kept bragging how he could
break into anything

if he really wanted to.

Well, things started
disappearing from lockers.

Everybody knew it was Andy,
but nobody could prove it.

Then one day I opened up mine
and my knife is gone.

I knew who did it.

So I waited until after school,
and I busted his nose.

Yeah? But you got
your knife back, right?

That's right.

When I got home,
it was sitting on my desk

right where I left it.

You sure you got your
facts straight, Luther?

Think about it.

You're gonna die.

I wanna know what
went down that night,

why you killed him.

I didn't do it.

I came around the alley

and I saw your brother buying
crack from some junkie.

The junkie took his money
and planted the steel.

And then he saw me and flew.

He left your brother
there in the street.

You're lying, man.

No, man.

I lied then.

My friend Lorenzo was with me.

He backed me up.

That's... that's how
I became a pachuco, man.

How I got my respect.

It was my only chance.

No.

If you get outta here,

you find Lorenzo
and you ask him.

You're lying.

Believe it, man.

I'm over the airstrip.

Looks like they're long gone.

Let's retrace their
original flight plan.

Affirmative.

I know I am responsible
for the program.

We're doing everything
we can to locate them.

Look, my best friend
is out there.

Get the Forest Service on the line.
See what they've come up with.

You got your
300 yards, MacGyver.

Okay, now we dig.

We need a foot-deep trough straight
down that line you just surveyed.

You got it.

Looks like you're gonna
be slinging some mud.

Great.

I wanna know what
went down that night,

why you killed him.

I didn't do it.

You're lying, man.

I lied then.

My friend Lorenzo was with me.

He backed me up.

That's how I became
apachuco, man.

No.

It was my only chance.

You're lying.

Believe it, man. Believe it.

The remainder of their flight
plan is over civilization, sir.

That means they went down way
off course, doesn't it?

There's a thousand square miles
of rough wilderness out there.

I'm sorry, it's not very hopeful.

You don't know MacGyver.

All right, start letting it down.

All right, easy.

Keep it coming.

Okay, now hold it.

Now forward.

A little more.

Pivot. Pivot!

Put it down.

- Down?
- Yeah.

It's gonna work, MacGyver.

It's got to.

You're gonna be okay, Ramon.

Thank you.

I'll send the search plane back
the minute we land, all right?

Take it easy, MacGyver.

I'll do my best.

I've been a real...

You're gonna be
just fine, Ramon.

If we don't crash.

Come on.

- Go.
- Please...

Come on.

You did it, man.

Primo.

Now all I gotta do
is find an airport,

get them to lay down
some foam... and land.

That's all.

If you can do what you just did,

you could land
this thing on the moon.

Yo! How was your flight?

Aw, I've been on worse.

Hey, how is he?

Ramon's gonna make it.

Looks to me like
they're all gonna make it.

Nice going, Mac.

No, Pete, I had help
on this one.

So what's the secret?

I guess you could say they
found something worth going for.

Some things in life just aren't fair!

This is one of 'em.

I suppose I could always
call the police...

or not.

I don't believe this!

Bedroom stripped,
closet cleaned out.

Kidnapped.

A thief with a sense of humor.

"Dear Mac, if you ever want
to see your fridge alive,

meet me at the west end
of the airport, hangar 13.

Come alone or the fridge fries."

Some folks might see the humor
in something like this.

I don't happen to be one.

But I knew someone who would.

Jack Dalton.

I hadn't seen Jack Dalton
in almost five years.

He, Mike Forrester
and I had been

like the Three Musketeers.

After college, we traipsed
all over Europe together.

You had to give Jack one thing.

He knew how to have fun.

High-adventure, globe-trottin',
no-holds-barred fun.

Tonight it started
with lootin' my apartment,

and this very convenient
open door told me

it wasn't gonna stop there.

Jack Dalton.

Rogue, adventurer,

liar,

thief.

And there was living proof --

my hockey jersey.

It was startin' to look to me like
maybe Jack Dalton had a plan.

Well, so did I.

One might ask
how I could be so sure

this was the work
of Jack Dalton.

Well, sometimes you just know.

Jack!

Come on, I know it's you!

My stuff!

Jack!

MacGyver!

I'm flattered. You came.

I had a choice?

Yo, Mac!
Where you goin'?

Oh, you're not steamed, are ya?
Come on, it was a joke!

First you're gonna come
down here

so I can punch you in the nose.

Then you're gonna load up
all my stuff

and take it back to my place.
You got that?

All-All right. I'm sorry. If that's
what you want, I'll put it all back.

- Good!
- Hey, Mac, please.

Please don't go! Where you goin'?
Mac, I'm beggin' ya.

- Mac! Whoa!
- Jack!

Whoo!

You should see your face!

Priceless!

Oh, Mac, you haven't changed.

Not a bit.

Neither have you, Jack.

Yeah? Thanks.

It wasn't a compliment.

Hey, Mac, you got
to cut me down. Mac!

Mac, cut me down!

Come on, MacGyver.
My head's about to explode here.

Oh, I knew you wouldn't
leave me hanging.

You can call me amigo anytime.

If there's ever anything
I can do for you,

just let me know... amigo.

Now, easy, easy.

Hey, watch-watch my head!

Just like the Tocotines.

In Papantla.
You remember, Mac?

When you and Mike and I were
at the festival of Corpus Christi?

Always wanted to try that.

What a rush!

Jack, what do you want?

Right to the point, huh? Good.

We can reminisce later.
I want to talk.

I do have a phone.
At least I used to.

Yeah, but I couldn't
be sure you'd come.

I need a favor.

You sure know
how to butter a guy up!

Look, I got my own company now.

Jack Dalton, sole proprietor,

Fly by Night air freight
at your service.

The official airline for slugs,
scum and all manner of vermin.

Anyway, I was...

shall we say transporting
some very valuable orchids.

Shall we say smuggling?

That's an ugly word, Mac.

But, hey, at a thousand bucks
a plant, I can live with it.

Anyway, you know me.
What do I know about orchids?

Maybe how to spell it.
So I needed expert advice.

Botanists.

So where does a favor come in?

A little rescue mission
to save the botanists.

In DiNoto.

DiNoto?

As in Central America, DiNoto?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Oh, come on, Mac.
We can take my plane,

be there in no time.
Think about it.

Adventure. Danger.
It'll be fun!

Jack, what have
these botanists done?

Americans are being snatched
all over the world, Mac.

I mean, you know how it is
with these crazies.

You're lyin', Jack.

About what, I don't know,
but you're hidin' somethin'.

That hurts me, Mac.
How can you say that?

Your eye.

It still twitches
when you're lyin'.

Look, I got to do it, Mac!

It's my fault they're there.

Mac, please, a favor for
a friend, I'm beggin' you.

Why should I believe you?

You've never been straight
about anything in your whole life.

And whatever happened to
that lookin' out for number one,

cut your losses
and get out quick,

Jack Dalton we all knew
and loved?

He's changed.

Yeah. Wish I could believe that.

I'm dyin', Mac.

What?

I'm dyin'.

No joke?

No joke.

And I just want to do
one thing right before I do.

All I said, Mac,
was there was a remote chance

that there's an ounce of truth
to his story.

That's all.

Our sources do tell us

that there's an American
botanist in the country.

So you're tellin' me
some botanists are missing?

Mac, what makes you think
this isn't one of Jack's lies?

I don't know, Pete.

I think he's tellin'
the truth this time.

Just a feelin'.

Well, I don't like it.

The whole thing creaks.

Makes me nervous.

Careful, Pete, you're on a diet.

You know how you like to eat
when you're nervous.

Listen, Mac, you know
there is no way

the Foundation can get involved
in this,

but if there's anything that I can
do unofficially, call me, will ya?

Thank you for using the telephone.

Your three minutes are up!

So what's the deal?

Papa Thornton say you can
come out and play or what?

Yeah.

Good.

Now we go to plane, Kemo Sabe.

You follow.

I know I said
I was gonna slug him.

But how do you hit a kid?

Shouldn't we be using charts
or something?

Charts! Shouldn't we
be using charts?

What's the name
on the plane, Mac?

Fly by Night.

Exactly.

Now relax.
I know what I'm doin'.

Charts?

Strong box.

Hey, you found the pictures!

Where was that one taken again?

Martinique.

That was just before we
went divin' off the coral reef.

Oh, right. That was the day
we saw that shark feeding frenzy.

Whoo! Remember?

Remember?! You started it.

That was the same day
I cut my air hose on the coral.

You saved my life.

Hey, that's
what buddies are for.

What else you got there?

Uh, it's you, me
and Mike in Barbados.

You, me and Mike in Singapore.

You, me and Mike in Fresno.

Oh, those were good times.

Yup.

So, have you seen
Mike any lately?

You always were a
little warm for her form.

Ah, it's been about four years.

Besides, you were the one
that was always proposin' to her.

Yeah. And she'd have said yes if
she didn't think it'd broke your heart.

Boy, it'd be great to get together again,
just the three of us.

One last great adventure.

Yeah.

How about you, Jack?

- You seen Mike lately?
- Nah.

Been a long time.

Long time.

Good morning,
ladies and gentlemen.

We'd like to thank you
for flying Fly by Night,

and welcome you
to beautiful DiNoto

where the temperature is
a balmy 83 degrees.

Please extinguish
all smoking materials

and bring your seat
backs and tray tables

to their full upright
position for landing.

Somethin' tells me this
isn't the only airport in town.

Customs can be such a bother,
old boy.

Here we go, hold on.

You know, I feel good about this.

I didn't want to say
anything last night,

but I had my doubts
you'd even come.

However, you're here,
the sun's up,

it's a new day, and all's well
on God's green earth.

Yes, indeed.

We'll be in and out in no
time with my botanists.

Does anyone know you went for help?

Are you kiddin'?

I slipped out of here
like a thief in the night.

No way anybody knows I was gone.

- You sure?
- Positive.

Capitain! Capitain!
I hear it!

Looks like you've been missed.

You want to tell me
what's goin' on?

Oh, my mistake.
Private airstrip.

Jack, why are the police here?

I could have sworn I told ya.

Those are the guys we have
to save the botanists from.

The police?!

Ah, take it easy, Mac.
I got a plan.

Jack, wouldn't you say
we're running out of runway?

Ah, you worry too much, Mac.

Sometimes
you don't worry enough!

Come on, faster!

Let's get 'em!

Hang on, Mac!
I'm bringing her around!

What was that?

Tricks of me trade, Mac, me boy.
Ol' tricks of me trade.

What are you doing?

I'm going to give 'em
a burst of fresh air.

They're gaining on us!

Hang on! We're turning again!

Whoa!

Whoo!

Oh, Mac, I got to tell you,
it brought tears to my eyes!

Beautiful!

Now tell me you're not having
just a little bit of fun!

Oh, crack shooting, Antunnez.

You got a bunch of real
sharpshooters on your force.

Perhaps you'd like to
test my marksmanship?

That's not just my money
winging its way out of here.

No. You and I are
like a team, amigo.

I lose, you lose.

He will not leave
without the girl.

We will get to your plants...

and then we will
kill Jack Dalton.

Vamos!

Jack, why are we going down?

There's nothing but jungle
around here.

I'm going to put her down right there.

There? Where's there?
I don't see a landing strip.

Neither do I.
It's a cow pasture.

But sometimes sacrifices
have to be made.

Hold on. Hold on now.
Little bump coming.

There we go.

Another nifty landing,
Jack, my boy.

Smooth as a baby's bottom.

Pure as the driven snow.

Jack, would you mind
telling me exactly what's going on?

Exactly what's going on
is a little difficult,

but I'll give you
a fair approximation.

I've got a place near here,
a little hideout of sorts.

I like to think of it
as my summer home.

Your summer home?
Get much company?

You're the first.

They hit our fuel tank.

- Not to worry.
- Someone has to.

Great job. Put it on my bill.

I'll pay you later --
let's get out of here now.

This place always kind of reminds
me of a roach motel for airplanes.

They fly in,
but they don't fly out.

Sort of like us.

So, tell me, who's the
happy cop with the gun?

Antunnez.

- Jack, what's the deal?
- Take a look.

Orchids?

Phragmopedium Besseae, actually.

Now, Jack, I could be wrong,

but Antunnez does not strike me
as a flower lover.

Want to level with me?

I'm kind of tired
of being jerked around

like a big dog on a short leash.

Let it never be said of Jack Dalton
that he was unkind to animals.

Heroin?

You're smuggling heroin?

Of all the stupid,
idiotic things, Jack!

- I thought I knew you better...
- It's not my stuff!

Mac, gee!

For the right amount of grease,
Antunnez will look the other way.

He did for me, and he did for
the guy whose heroin this is.

The name is Sonny.

- How'd you end up with it?
- He stashed it in my plants.

Antunnez told him I'd fly it
back to the States.

When I found out about it,
I told 'em to take a hike.

That's when they grabbed Mi...

my botanist.

Botanist?

I thought
there was more than one.

Botanists.

Botanist.

Yeah, I can see
how that could be confusing.

Anyway, they thought
they could force my hand.

So you took their drugs,
ran to me thinking I'd bail you out?

You're the only real friend
I've got, Mac.

So why didn't you just tell me
the whole story?

Right, sure. Drugs, blackmail,
corrupt police.

Sounds like a bad TV show.

Yeah. You want to know
how it ends?

They all live
happily ever after?

With me walking out that door
and going for help.

Oh, Mac, come on!
Mac, Mac, Mac, come on.

What about Mike?

She'll be dead by the time
you get the kind of help we need.

Mike?

Mike Forrester?

The Mike in those pictures?
Our Mike?!

Now, I could've sworn I told you.
Mike's my botanist.

I told you, I'm a botanist.

I don't know
where your stuff is.

Okay, come on, babe.

This is getting real old,
real fast.

We want our scag.

Okay...

Look... I understand

you might not want to deal
with this dude here.

But me -- hey, I'm an American

just the same as you.

You're nothing like me.

What kind of an American
would buy off a cop

and let him kick monks
out of their own monastery

all for money?

A guy's got to have some fun.

I've already told you.

I don't know
where your drugs are,

and I don't know where Jack is!

I believe her, Sonny.

Finally!

But she has outlived
her usefulness.

Whoa.

It ain't a total wipeout.

A pretty babe like her?

I'll bet she's
good for something.

Yes, perhaps you're right.

My mother taught me...

never to strike a lady.

I never listened to my mother.

You told me you hadn't
seen her in years.

I don't get you!
Why all these lies?

All you had to do was say
that Mike was in trouble,

and I'd have come down here.

Oh, yeah. You'd have been mad.
You'd have left me behind in L.A.

You don't think I'm mad now?!

Yeah, but, Mac, we're here,
we're here together --

you and me --
and we're going to save Mike.

You know, I wonder
if you're even dying,

or was that a lie, too?

Sorry.

All right, where are
they keeping her?

I'm not sure.
But don't worry.

I got a plan.

I'll bet.

That's Elena over there.
She runs the place.

- Which one?
- The one in the red, apron, doorway.

She hears all, sees more
and tells little...

except to moi.

She's a very good friend.

She just might know
where he's keeping her.

And we've got to get
past those guys first.

Come on.

Antunnez is inside,
and he's looking for you.

Don't I know it.

We got to find out
where Mike is.

Do you know where
Antunnez is keeping her?

I don't know, but I might
know somebody who does.

Dalton!

- What?!
- Look, let's split up.

No use both of us
getting caught.

- What do you mean, both of us?
- Don't worry. I've got a plan.

Yoo-hoo!

Some plan, Jack.

So Jack wanted to get caught?

What kind of plan is that?

A dumb one.

He probably figured he'd
be thrown in with Mike.

Probably also figured
I'd go after him, too.

Did he also figure
you would save them both?

Jack operates a lot on faith.

Any idea why Antunnez
threw 'em in the monastery

instead of his jail?

Privacy.

The colonel doesn't like
to mix business with pleasure.

Anybody else ever get in?

Except once.

A few weeks ago,
the monks had a funeral.

That's where their mausoleum is.

I'm sorry I can't help you more.

Oh, don't worry -- I have a plan.

I can't believe
I just said that.

I do and do and do for you guys,

and this is the thanks I get?

Oh, go ahead, crack wise, sport.

You got one day
to tell me where my stuff is,

or you're both vapor.

Jack, are you all right?

I haven't felt this
good in a long time.

I feel alive.

You look terrible.

Oh, right, well, thanks
for the cheer-up, ducky.

Why don't you just tell them
where the heroin is?

'Cause it's wrong.

And it's the only reason
we're still alive.

Ah, don't worry, toots.
We're gettin' outta here.

It'll take a miracle.

We got it -- MacGyver.

- Here?
- You betcha.

All I had to say was "Mike's in trouble,"
and, bingo, there he was.

Mac.

Yeah, all we gotta
do is sit tight.

Mac'll get us out.

Does this look bad?

Bad.

Alto.

Yo, gentlemen.

Eyes front and center.

I must say I am surprised
to see you all here.

I was not aware of
any recent deaths.

Ah, but how rude of me.

Where there is a coffin,
there must surely be a body.

Put the coffin down here.

I have interfered enough

with this poor soul's journey
to his final resting place.

Perhaps...

I can insure the dearly departed

of a speedy arrival
at his final destination.

Now...

you may bury your dead.

Hey, what are you doing here?

I'd never been one to give
much thought to what I wore,

but a guy could get attached
to this outfit after awhile.

Multipurpose clerical wear.

Something useful
for every occasion.

Especially
for staying outta trouble.

Oh, I got it.

Breast-fed babies are
the best fed babies.

- No.
- No?

Damn.

Then I'd like to buy
another vowel, Pat.

- Hi, kids.
- Mac!

I can't believe you're here.

That makes two of us.

Ah, why is it every time
you wish you had your camera,

you remember you left
it in another country?

Whenever you're ready.

Hey, what's the deal, you wear
pants under those, or what?

No pants?

I think we oughta hightail
it outta here, Padre.

- Look.
- What?

- The truck.
- What?

- The truck.
- Oh.

Let's go.

I'm going to need something
to carry a current.

Here.

Oh, you guys are good together.

I've put a lot of effort
into this, Antunnez,

but it's all a waste of time
if Dalton doesn't talk.

Ah, but he will talk

or watch the girl die a
most unpleasant death.

You guys still need me.

Yow!

Move it! Come on!

Antunnez, my man, it looks
like it's time for another funeral --

yours.

Don't worry.

There's only one way
for them to leave this country --

their plane --
and I have it covered.

I'd say we hoof it from here.

Jack?

What? What?

Can't a guy show a little
appreciation for his freedom?

Help me up, will ya?

You all right?

Okay.

- Sure?
- Sure.

So much for a clean getaway.

Well, it's just as well
it worked out this way, I suppose.

That plane
wasn't goin' anywhere.

Say what?

Remember we got hit
when we came in?

Lost all that fuel?

Well, I checked the gauges.

Way I figure it,
we take off in that plane

one of two things can happen.

One, we can fly about five miles
and crash into the mountains.

Or two, we can fly
about five miles

and crash into the ocean.

Nice to have options.

Oh, you know, Mac,
some days are like that.

Oh, is this great or what?

What?

Us. Together again.

Just like the Monkees.

Ah, the good old days.
Remember?

Forgive me for being
a wet blanket,

but I'd feel a whole lot better

if we could take this
reunion tour on the road.

Mike, Mike!
Don't worry. I've...

I have a plan.

Do I say that a lot?

Yeah.
Well, I got a plan, too.

Come on.

We need the plane
and we need time to fix it.

We need to get Antunnez' men
away from it.

Yeah, that's
where you come in, son.

Give us half an hour

and then bring Antunnez
and Sonny back to your junkyard.

And then?

We'll have a little
surprise made up for 'em.

What'll I use for bait?

Tell Antunnez we'll trade
his drugs for your plane.

Jack's plane's
worthless right now.

You know that. I know that.
Jack knows that.

- I like your style.
- Yeah.

- See ya later.
- Let's go.

Is that the heroin?
That's good.

Just put it down right there.

Hope Jack doesn't object.

I dug into his private
stock of cheap wine.

I don't know, Mac.

I usually use the white wine
to charge my dead batteries.

Actually, vinegar works better,

but there's enough acid
in this stuff

to act as a catalyst

so I think Jack's wine
comes close enough.

Come on.

Besides, we only need
charge enough

to turn this prop
a couple of times.

That's great!
Like a better mousetrap!

Yeah.

Now what?

Now all we have to do is
camouflage the tarpaulin,

check the starter here
back to the wine battery,

and cover up the rope
with vines.

We need stuff like this.

What's this for?

It's good to see ya again, Mike.

How do you guys do it?

Pummel me all night,
shoot at me in the morning,

steal my plane in the afternoon,

and still not a hair
out of place.

You feel like praying a little?

Oh, take it easy on me, man.

You're never gon' see
your drugs no more, man.

Ah, I don't think that
would be a very wise idea.

No more games, Dalton.

No more games?

Then how about a proposition?

All right, here we go.

Huh! It's a nice place.

You and the rest of the garbage.

I see you have finally
decided to be civil.

How very wise of you.

Enough small talk.
Where's our smack?

It's by the plane.
Let me get it for you.

Ah-ah-ah-ah!

Not without company.

Let's all go.

Okay...

- Hold it!
- Antunnez!

That's enough!

Antunnez!

Get me down there now!

Antunnez! Antunnez!

The heroin.

Well, it's not quite that easy.

You'd leave an awful lot
of loose ends.

You are drug smugglers.
I am the law.

And you will not be alive
to say otherwise.

Now wait a minute.
I got, I got a plan.

You want, you want
the smack, right?

Here's what you do.

You let them go and you
and I boggie with the booty.

- Jack, what are you doing?
- I'll ask the questions.

And what do I need
you for, Mr. Dalton?

'Cause like it or not, if they
find our bodies down here,

our government's
going to make sure

that your government
makes it very hard on you.

Americans are funny that way.
They kinda take care of their own.

Like family, you know?

That'll make it very difficult

for you to move that smack,
even if you have it.

That's where I come in.

Where you come in?

I've got a plane.

I can fly.

You can't.

You'd be so rich.

Tax-free American dollars.

Power!

And all you gotta do

is let them live.

What's that to you?

Touch 'em, you go nowhere.

Jack, this is crazy.
I can't let...

Mac, I got you two into this.

Least I can do
is get you out of it.

What do you say, colonel?

Best deal in town.

We have an agreement,
Mr. Dalton.

You two, over there!

Tie them up and let's go.

Jack, what the heck
are you doin'?

The minute you take off in
that plane, you're a dead man.

I meant what I said
about family, Mac.

You and Mike are family to me.

You really are dyin',
aren't you?

We're all dyin', Mac.

Some of us are just doin' it a
little faster than others, that's all.

Jack... is that true?

Dalton!

Take care of each other,
will you?

- The drugs.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Dalton!

Come on, Mike, hurry.

There's no way I'm gonna
let him go through with this.

Don't drop it.

Go!

It's been said the best gift

a man could ever give another
was his life.

Jack Dalton was never one to
settle for less than the best.

Thank you, Jack.

I don't know what line Jack used
to bring you down to DiNoto,

but I'm sure glad it worked.

Actually it was the truth
that clinched it.

You knew Jack was dying.

Yeah.

I wonder why he never told me.

Well, you know Jack.
No time for sympathy.

Yeah, too busy livin' life.

Searching
for that greatest adventure.

Havin' a lot of fun
with his friends.

Yeah, all right, uh, thanks.

Keep me posted, will ya?

The Columbian Navy
picked up Antunnez.

He washed ashore,
still holding onto his dope.

At least that should
guarantee a conviction.

Well, Antunnez claims
he bailed out

when he saw both
engines smoking.

Says the plane was going down.

He hit the water, went under
and when he came up,

there was no sign
of the plane... or Jack.

Both engines smoking.

Tricks of me trade, me boyo,
tricks of me trade.

What?

You don't 'spose he had a plan?

But Jack said he only had enough
fuel for about five miles.

Yeah, and when was the last time Jack
didn't stretch the truth just a little?

Just crossed the border.

The pilot said we
just left Thailand.

He's not a happy guy.

I don't blame him.

The situation is worse
than when we left home, Mac.

This new regime has started
to eliminate disruptive elements,

and the orphanage is sitting
right in the middle of the worst of it.

They won't be safe
until we get them out.

I know seeing Debra again
isn't going to be easy for you.

Yeah, it's been a while.

How 'bout you
and Sister Margaret?

Last time I saw Margaret,
she was being chased

across the Sahara
with 15 children and a goat.

Sister Margaret!
Sister Margaret!

Soldiers coming
for you and Debra!

Chanthara's men --
they come for you.

I saw them on the road.

Take the children.
You must go now!

Children, come with me.
Hurry!

Debra, get
the children together.

This way. Come on.

Quickly. We're going
inside now.

Can't get any closer
to the orphanage.

They have patrols around.
They'll hear the chopper.

Pick us up at the clearing

half a mile east of the
orphanage in two hours.

Debra, hurry!

Coming, Sister.

This way. Hurry up.

All right. Here we go.

All right, there we go.

Thank you.

Up you go.

Mac, I have just one question
about rappelling.

What do you do
if the line breaks?

You fall.

Oh.

Watch your step.

Now, hold on tight, but hurry.

Don't be frightened.
Keep moving.

Here, I've got you.

Now, wait for me in the tunnel.
Be careful.

Khan, it's your turn.

No, Sister.

I will stay here and talk to
the soldiers until you get away.

Oh, Khan, you've been
like family to us.

You know what that means
to Chanthara.

What can he do to me?

I'm old.

We must make sure
the children are safe.

God bless you.

Not rushing you, am I?

Listen, I may get there slower,
Mac, but I get there.

Did I ever tell you the st...

Pete, let's go!

Everybody, let's go!
Move it!

Where are the American women?

Gone... across the border.

I admire your loyalty,
but I know they're here.

They have spread lies
about our government.

You have no respect!

Sister Margaret is
a woman of God!

Our people are oppressed.

You sin against the Savior
if you...

Look inside.
Search the area.

I've always liked
being close to nature.

Yeah, me, too.

All right, children,
I want each one of you

to take a blanket now.

We'll stay here
until you're safe.

Sister, we have to get
to the border.

Oh. We'll wait until tonight.

No, we have to go now.

It's too dangerous for them.

What if Chanthara's men
are out there?

What if they find the tunnel?

- Stay with them.
- No.

I'll go find us a way across.

Don't worry.

I was a sprinter in high school.

I'll be back in a flash.

Are you cold? Here.

Oh... yes. Mm.

Doing all right?

The orphanage has
got to be this way.

Can't be more than a couple hundred...

Shh!

Pete, you're kneeling on my hand.

Debra!

MacGyver!

Oh, God!

I don't believe it!

What are you doing here?

We'll explain later.
Where is Sister Margaret?

Uh, back at the cave.
This way.

"MacGyver, by the time
you read this, I'll be gone.

Please understand
that leaving you

was the hardest decision
I ever had to make,

but it was one
that had to be made.

I'll always remember you,

and I'll always love the memory
of what we had together.

Debra."

Aren't you just a little hungry?

You know, just a little bit.

Aw, come on.

That's a good girl.

Want a little more?

Sister Margaret?

Peter!

Peter Thornton!

Oh!

Well, you always said
I had a standing invitation.

Oh, thank God you're here!

Hello, Maggie.

You look wonderful.

Oh, you're not looking
so bad yourself.

Hey, um, listen, I'm sorry
about that tackle out there.

The second time
I've fallen for you.

Your hair's longer
than it used to be.

Yours is shorter. I like it.

Yeah?

Well, this is like old times,
getting you out of trouble.

We've got a chopper coming
in about an hour, but until then,

we should stay where we are.

You know, you've got some
very unfriendly people out there?

Mm-hmm.

Where's this tunnel go?

Back to the orphanage.

There's a secret entrance.

Yeah, well, secrets have
a funny way of getting out.

Excuse me.

Hi. How you doing?

Like to make a
little deal with you.

A little trade, actually.

You give me that ball,

and I'll get you
a brand new one,

but you're going to have
to trust me.

I'm going to have to owe you.
What do you say?

Yeah? Good man, good man.

Now I'm going to
need some empty cans,

some fuel... little noisemaker
and some form of grease.

Animal fat'll do.
Open that, will you, Pete?

What's he doing?

I haven't got a clue,
but I'm used to it.

Still doing it, huh?
Making things out of thin air?

What is it this time?

I'm going to use the string
in this ball

as part of our alarm system
and a fuse.

Fuse? We don't have
any explosive.

But the guys out there
don't know that,

and what they don't know
can only help us.

But they are women
and only two of them.

They are Americans,
and they're on the death list.

If we lose such a prize,

provincial headquarters
will have us both shot.

No sign of them?

They haven't been seen
on the border roads.

They wouldn't risk the children's lives
by going through the jungle.

They must be here.

A lot of people
use electronic sensors

to let 'em know if they're
about to have uninvited guests.

But there are other ways
to do it.

I remember tying a piece of string
between two tin cans.

The idea was if someone talked
into the can at one end,

I could hear what
was being said at the other.

I was kinda hoping to do
the same thing here...

sort of.

I guess you could call it
simple communication.

If anybody
came through this door,

I wanted to get the message
loud and clear on the other end.

Which is more than I ever got
playing telephone.

Here you go, Mac.

Oh, thanks, Pete.

The animal fat in the meat
and some kerosene

is going to make a great fuse.

Yeah.

So why'd these guys
come after you?

What set them off?

The other day, Sister Margaret
saved one of the villagers

from being beaten to death
by Chanthara's soldiers.

She covered the man
with her body, and they stopped.

I guess that did it.

They decided
to move against her.

But we heard you were both
on their hit list.

Oh, you know me.

I've never been one
to sit on the sidelines.

Yeah.

If that moves, we move.

All right, that's it.

Let's get everybody
out to the clearing.

All right, children, come quickly.

Come on.

A bomb! Look out!

Clever.

Come on.

This way.

Look out.

Debra!

Take off, Pete.

Mac!

Bulgaria!

Yes!

Let's move.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

The man and woman --
get them. Kill them.

Pete said Bulgaria.

What did he mean?

That's an arrangement we've got.

He'll be back in the clearing
in eight hours.

If we miss him then, it'll be
16 hours after that and so on.

You mean we've gotta get
back to that clearing at, uh, 6:00?

That's the idea.

But Chanthara's
got it blocked off.

Yeah, that's the problem.

Is this thing going to get us
to the refugee station?

It's ten miles from the border.

Took a hit.

Oil pressure's down near zero.

Sister, if you got a direct line upstairs,
put in a call.

All right, hold it.

Now step backwards into the creek
using the same footprints.

Go ahead.

What're we doing?

An old Apache Indian trick.

You can't track anyone
through water.

Think it'll work?

Well, it should

unless they've seen
a lot of Westerns.

Come on.

There's the refugee camp.

We're going to make it.

Thank God.

I got no feelin' in my leg.

Can't work the pedal.

We're losing torque
in the tail rudder.

What does that mean?

There's no way
to control the landing.

She's liable to hit the ground
wherever she wants.

Coming in.

Sister, hold on to those kids.

Hang on!

We need a doctor!
A medic!

Hurry, come on.

Here we go.

Take cover behind the building.

Everybody out.
She could blow any second.

Come on. Here we go.

Peter!

Peter.

Oh. It could have exploded.

Yeah, I know, Maggie,

but we need the chopper.

Without it, we can't get
back to Mac and Debbie.

Are you all right?

Well, our pilot was hit.
He went off with the medic.

Oh, you must be Mr. Thornton.

I am Gilbert Arnaud.

Your, uh, foundation
told us to expect you.

Uh, unofficially, of course.

What's a Frenchman doing running
a refugee station out here?

I am a refugee myself
of the old colonial days.

I will check on your pilot.

And I will be with the children.

You know,
this is all your fault.

What are you talking about?

You're the one who put me
in touch with Sister Margaret.

Your letter caught up
with me in Kenya,

at that game preserve
where I was working.

Now wait a minute.

Pete said Margaret
needed help at the orphanage,

and I thought the two of you
would hit it off.

But I didn't think you'd stay.

Wait.

Our footprints are shallow.

Theirs are deeper.

As if they stepped
in them twice.

They never crossed this creek.

Move.

Go, go, go.

Your pilot's leg wound is minor.

He will be fine.

Listen, we left two people behind
when we evacuated back there.

I've got to return
for them by 6:00.

Have you got anybody around here

who could fix this
chopper in four hours?

Oh, we have no one.

But I know a man
at the refugee station

20 kilometers from here.

I will call him.

All right.
Merci, monsieur.

Je vous en prie.

Wait.

One thing I miss
about the city --

no empty warehouses to hide in.

All right, we'll rest for a second.

Come here. Please.

See if we can make these guys
think we're someplace else.

So you are saying this man

is the only mechanic you have?

I understand.

The mechanic
at the other station

has been sent to Bangkok.

Isn't there anyone else
you can call?

Oh, Sister, please understand.

Our resources are so limited.

We have no people
who can just...

I know. We do have people,
and they're stuck

on the other side of the border
in very serious trouble.

In three-and-a-half hours they
expect me to come back and get them.

And somehow I'm going to do it.

Eh, bien,
I will continue to try.

One more of these
saplings oughta do it.

Grab those vines on
the other side of log.

Pull 'em together.

You got it.

Here's another one.
Give 'em a yank.

Is that tight enough?

Yeah.

The more tension we
put on these vines,

the further away those
guys will think we are.

That oughta hold it for now.

I've never been able to figure out
how your mind works.

How do you think
of these things?

Well, if it comes down to me
against a situation,

I don't like the
situation to win.

How many more rocks do we need?

These oughta be enough
to get their attention.

They should fly
about a hundred feet,

if we're lucky.

Now we're going to need some
kind of time delay fuse.

Do you have anything
that will refract light?

A crystal, a prism of some kind?

We could try my rosary.

Sister Margaret gave it to me,

but seeing
as this is an emergency.

It's perfect.

Make sure
this coil is wide enough

so it'll catch the sun
before it changes position.

Be in the right spot
for a few minutes.

So that the light will
go through the beads.

Right.

And it'll be focused
on our small vine.

Kinda like a solar fuse.

We'd better go.

3:30 -- two-and-a-half hours
to get back to the clearing.

Bad luck, I'm afraid, mes amis.

There is not a qualified mechanic
within 200 kilometers.

How far across the border
are your friends?

Our orphanage is near
the village of Sonh Pra.

What about that old
truck over there?

- Would that get us there?
- Oh, it is too dangerous.

It is too far, and besides, that
truck has not run in months.

That, as you Americans say, is,
uh, the line at the bottom.

Well, I guess we'll have
to fix the chopper ourselves.

What?!

Maggie, how in the Sam Hill
are we gonna do that?

I'm good
with broken-down machinery.

It's the only kind
I've ever had.

Besides, what else
is there to do?

Rocks.

Don't you see what he's doing?

If rocks are landing around us,

they had to be thrown
from there.

Move out!

Come on! Come on!

Hurry, hurry!

Rosary beads.

This man is quite ingenious.

He wants us to think
that he's going away

from the bushes
where the rocks landed.

But he's going toward them.

You... go to the creek.
Watch for them.

You circle around.
The rest follow me.

You said he'd do that.

Yeah.

But somethin' tells me

this guy's got brains he
hasn't even started to use.

All right, it's 4:15.

If they keep movin',
we may have bought ourselves

enough time to get back
to the clearing.

Let's go.

MacGyver, if you weren't here
right now, where would you be?

Well, the big camel races are
in Morocco this time of year.

Come on.

Skatin' with the Rangers?

I'm serious.

All right. Come here.

We really had something.

I want to know why you left.

You were gonna ask me
to get married.

You knew that?

Yeah.

Well, if you knew I was gonna ask you,
why didn't you say something?

I don't know.

I... I just wasn't ready
to be married.

It was bad timing, Mac.

Neither of us were ready.

I was.

That was eight years ago.

We're not the same people
anymore.

Sure we are.

I still like hockey

and I'll just bet

that you still like pickles dipped
in cream cheese, don't you?

I thought I had stopped
thinking about you.

I was so wrong.

I can't do this!

What?

If they hadn't come after us,

I'd be getting ready
to take my vows.

Your vows?
What do you mean?

I'm going to be a nun.

We'd better get outta here.

I heard gunfire!

Yes! This way!

Oh, this is too small.

Give me the three-eighths.

What did you wrap
around that hose?

Oh, uh, an Ace bandage
from the medical kit.

Screwdriver.

Well, I, uh, figured
that's what Mac would use.

You know, I wasn't surprised
when I saw you there today.

You always seem to show up
when I need you most.

Yeah, funny how we keep bumping
into each other, isn't it?

Every six or eight years.

All right, let's get the pilot

and see if we can get
this thing off the ground.

Look!

How did they figure that out?

Maybe he has seen
a lot of Westerns.

Come on, we gotta go.

Come on! Come on!

The igniter's missing.

Engine won't fire up the fuel
without it.

It was there before!

Wasn't it?

It sure was.

Well, it's gone now.

He'll be here.

Let's just keep movin' around
the edge of the clearing.

Come on.

Halt!

I'm proud to have had
such worthy adversaries.

I almost regret that this game
is now over.

How did they know
we'd be at the clearing?

Kinda curious about that myself.

What do you think they'll do?

Well, they could give us
a lift to the border,

but, uh, I wouldn't count on it.

Ooh, yeah!

They must be using the orphanage
as a headquarters or something.

This used to be the old kitchen.

These are your crimes.

It's important
that the people know

that you are not being
punished without cause.

Hey, you spelled my name wrong.

It is a shame to waste your
sense of humor on me alone.

But tomorrow at high noon,
the entire village

can witness your
final performance.

MacGyver.

High noon? This guy's
seen too many Westerns.

You know, there is something
very wrong with this whole place.

Well, we now have till
10:00 tomorrow morning

to find that igniter
and get back to MacGyver.

I'll start looking in that supply area
by the chopper pad, okay?

Thanks a lot, Jimmy.

Maggie, why don't you look
in the kids' barracks?

Whoever stole the thing would
never think we'd look there.

I'll go check the
buildings by the gate.

Be careful.

What are you doing now?

Well, the chimney's not big
enough for us to get out.

We're not gonna make it, are we?

What happened to all that faith?

I'm just a novice, remember?

Not with those kids, you're not.

At the convent... they taught us
that wanting things,

needing people, get in the way
of our serving God.

I want to serve Him, but now...

Now what?

Everything was set, Mac.

I knew exactly what I wanted
to do with my life.

And now it is all upside-down.

I keep thinking that, that maybe
I want children of my own.

They tend to frown
on nuns doing that.

And... there are other feelings

that I thought I'd trained
myself not to have.

What difference does it make?

We're not gonna get
out of here anyway.

Yes, we are.

And then you're gonna have to
decide what you really want.

I did decide!

I just didn't figure
on you showing up!

That's no decision.

Oh, Mac.
I've gotta think!

Don't think.

Feel.

It would never work with us.

Why not?

- It just wouldn't.
- Give me a reason.

You're always moving around.
You never stay in one place.

I wasn't the one who left.
Remember?

That was eight years ago.
I've changed.

So would I...

for you.

I never thought
I'd hear that from you.

I never thought I'd say it.

Oh, my God!
Guard! Please help!

Nice hit!

The Tigers could have
used you this year.

Hey, it's gettin' light.

Now we count on Pete.

Well, look at this!

The igniter!

Patch me through
to Captain Chanthara.

This is Gilbert Arnaud.

Chanthara?

The American Thornton is
planning another rescue

at the same clearing
at 10:00 this morning.

I heard him talking to the nun.

No, no, no, no, no. The helicopter
has been sabotaged, but...

You have captured them?

Well, then you have accomplished
your mission, but with my help.

So you will now
send me my money.

Merci, captain.

Looking for this?

Well, mon ami...

We'll just see
that you don't go anywhere.

Or make a peep!

But they've been captured.

You heard what Arnaud said.

I know, Maggie, but I've got
an agreement with Mac.

Now I stood him up before.
I'm not gonna do that again.

The rest is up to him.

9:20. Now that gives me
40 minutes.

I'm going, too.

Maggie, you're not going.

Listen, if anything should happen,
those kids need you.

Maggie,

if anything does happen,
I want to say something.

If things had been different
for us,

we really would have been
something special.

In fact, if I had it
to do over again,

there's a lot of things
I'd change.

No.

You'd have done everything
just the same.

And so would I.

But it's lovely
that you feel that way.

All right,
let's get out of here!

What happened?

The Americans have
gone to the clearing.

- Alert the men!
- Yes, sir!

That was easy.

- I still...
- Shh!

I still don't understand
why you want to stay here.

Well, chances are
Chanthara would catch us

if we went back to the clearing.

But if we don't go,
Pete'll never find us.

Well, then it's up to us
to let him know where we are.

And we're gonna do that
with a little flare.

Chanthara took my knife.

Belt buckle's
the sharpest thing I've got.

Gonna cut off some
of this wire and make a saw.

And this bamboo leg here
is just what we need.

I'm not following this plan.

How's a piece of
bamboo gonna help us?

It's got a natural
sealed cavity.

No sign of MacGyver anywhere.

How much time before
they're supposed to show up?

Seven minutes.

Here, hang on to that.

What's that stuff?

Oh, it's just
plain old fertilizer,

but it's got some chemicals
in it called nitrates,

and they pack a pretty good zip.

Want to hand me
that wooden spoon back there?

Great.

Hold that right there.

This'll give it
a little stability.

It's a rocket!

Yeah.

Hopefully, in about ten minutes,

we'll have our own
Fourth of July.

They must be here!

That is their plan.

Take cover.

And this funnel ought
to make a great nosecone.

What do you think?

- Nice touch.
- Thanks.

Arnaud was lying!

Fire on them!

I can't stay this low!

Ground fire'll bring us down.

I can't see Mac.

I can't see anything!

There he is!

Jimmy, up ahead!

Near the orphanage!

The flare!
It's MacGyver!

Right!

I know I don't have to
say this, but hang on!

Okay!

Up, take him up!

You all right?

Yeah! Just great!

The Thai authorities
took Arnaud into custody.

Margaret's gonna stay here
and run this place

until they bring up a new
administrator from Bangkok.

Well, that's great, Pete.

Excuse me.

Howdy.

Listen, I know I'm a day late,

but I want to thank
you for trusting me.

I owe you a new ball.

And you got any use for that?

Listen, I, uh...

I booked you a seat
on the plane tomorrow.

You said I'd have to decide
what I really wanted.

I have.

Are you sure?

I've made a commitment.

Yeah, I'm sure.

You'll always be with me.

Well, Maggie,

I guess I'll see you

next time you're
in trouble, huh?

I'll be looking forward to it.

Yeah.

Me, too.

I'll never meet anyone like her.

I know exactly how you feel.

The golden eagle
is not just a bird.

It's a natural wonder.

But now it's on
the endangered species list,

so the Phoenix Foundation
came up with a project

to ensure its survival.

I was going to follow a pair
of eagles that had mated,

and, hopefully, find their nest.

It was called
The Dead Horse Point Project.

The idea was
to make sure the eagle eggs,

if there were any,
were protected

from their natural enemies
like hawks, mountain lions,

and, of course, man.

It was a job Pete Thornton didn't
have to twist my arm to accept.

And to track an eagle,
you've got to sort of...

become one.

Get up there with 'em.

Now, if you don't like heights,

climbing a mountain while
you're carrying a container

with a hang glider
inside it might seem

like a strange thing to do,

especially when the weather
starts to get very cold...

very fast.

Golden eagles mate for life,

and if Pete Thornton's
information was correct,

there was only one pair
in the area.

I was hoping the bird
I'd seen was one of them.

The climb up to look
for those eagles took me

from summer to winter
in the same day.

And there they were...

...sitting on the most
inaccessible roost

I had ever seen.

Of course it didn't seem
inaccessible to them.

It may seem cruel,

but one animal's death means
another will live.

All a part
of nature's balancing act.

Civilization had thrown
that balance out of whack,

and when it came
to those two eagles,

it was my job to see if they
could stick around long enough

to put the scales back in order.

When you're hang gliding,
you feel like you're part of the sky.

Maybe that's why I can fly
hundreds of feet off the ground

without the sweaty palms I get

when I look down
from a stepladder.

I guess the way you look
at the world

depends on where you are.

From up here, it looked
like a pretty nice place.

They say imitation's the
sincerest form of flattery.

That's why I was copying
the eagles' flight path,

so they'd feel comfortable
with me around

and let me follow them
long enough

to find their nest...
wherever it was.

Apparently, I wasn't alone
with the eagles.

There was somebody else
just as hooked on 'em as I was.

Gas is gettin' low.
We better head in.

You said we'd bag some game.

What about that ram?

Everyone has a bighorn
on the wall.

I want something special.

Watch it, will ya?

Oh, sorry, Mr. Nystrom.

Couple of birds over there.

Move in on them!

You missed.

Hey, those are golden eagles!

I know what they are!

I'd be the first one in the club
to hang one on the wall.

It's against the law!

Missed again.

Ah, this thing is jammed!

You couldn't hit 'em anyway.

Why don't you just fly
this thing?

If you're so good,
why don't you try my crossbow?

Give me!

You don't have a prayer.

Got him!

Pretty good shot.

You just winged him.

I always wanted a matched pair.

Sometimes, the best way
to distract a guy is

to make him see the light.

What's that?

That guy wants
to play games with me,

I'll knock him right out
of the sky!

Ghant, watch it!

What happened?

Eagle hit the skid.

You happy now?
He's hurt.

Let's get out of here.

It looked like the eagle

that flew towards the
north face of the mountain

was in shock.

I didn't have enough lift
to get up to it,

so I figured helping the boy
with the wounded one

was my next best choice.

It's okay, Fred, stay still.

Stay, Fred.

Stay here.
Calm down.

Stay. Okay?

Stay.

- Keep him here, all right?
- Mm-hmm.

It might distract the bird.

Easy, baby.

Come on, come on.

That's it.

You better
tie the legs together.

The talons are very dangerous.

Here, you can use this.

You got a place
I can work on his wing?

Yeah, my grandpa's cabin.

Oh, come on...

Mom!

Mom!

Someone shot one of the eagles!

What?!

How bad is it?

I think
his wing might be broken.

I'm gonna need some help.

Come on.
We can use the shed.

I'll put a blanket on the table.

Here, Darin, let me get that.

That's great.

You got any rags
we could use for bandages?

I'm gonna have to set this wing.

Yeah, we got tons of 'em.

That's great.

There's a knife in my pocket.
Get it.

- Darin, no!
- But I can do it.

Honey, you're
gonna cut yourself.

Darin!

He's only ten years old.
I don't know he expects.

Okay, how much
of this do you need?

Uh, just a couple of strips.
Long strips, please.

My name's MacGyver.

Oh, hi. Susan Cooper.

Hi, Susan.

Listen, I'm really gonna
need your help here.

You're gonna have to hold
the bird while I wrap the wing.

Um...

Look, I've never done this
before, either,

but it's got to be done.

Okay.

All right, here we go.

Easy does it.

Easy, baby.

Careful.

Here we go.

Easy. Come on.

Oh, I know, I know, I know.

All right.

Oh, good.

Keep a hold of her.

I'm gonna have
to make a splint here.

Hang onto it real tight.

All right,
when we're finished up here,

we'll soak the rags
in antiseptic.

You're sure you never
done this before?

Well, I had a parakeet one time

that went ten rounds with a cat.

I patched him up,
and he lived to fight again.

I didn't think
anybody was living up here.

Oh, this was my dad's place.

Darin and I came
out a few weeks ago.

Oh, it's a nice place
for a vacation.

Well, I'm trying
to fix some things.

Yeah, these old cabins
can sure use a lot of work.

Oh, I wouldn't know a hammer
from a chain saw.

No, I mean fix some things:

Darin... me...

Darin?

Darin!

I thought
he would have stuck around

to see some of our handiwork.

No. There's a rocky point
just beyond that ridge up there.

That's where he goes
when we have an argument.

He's there a lot lately.

Be careful with that ram.

When do we pick up that eagle?
Tomorrow?

There'll be nothing
but feathers left

after the coyotes get through.

What's the point of killing it
if I can't put it in my den?

There is a $5,000 fine
for killing golden eagles.

It is a protected species.

So is the bighorn,
but I bagged one of them.

You know, I'm really worried
about that guy in the hang glider.

He saw us shoot that eagle.

Now, if he goes
to the park rangers

and tells them
what he saw, we could...

Listen,
maybe he's got a soft spot.

Everybody does.

Women, booze,
he owes the bookies --

something he doesn't want
out of the bag.

Find him and buy him.

Yeah, but...

That guy on the hang glider talks,
we could lose the business.

"Business"?

That guy talks,

there'll be federal agents
crawling all over here.

Why do you think
I busted out of prison

and moved
to the middle of nowhere?

They want to put me back
on death row.

I ain't going
to let that happen.

Your mom and I got the
arrow out of the bird's wing.

I think he's going
to be all right.

He's a she.

Oh.

You know about eagles?

I've been studying them
for a few years.

My dad sends me books on them.

Did you see
where the male eagle went?

He landed on the mountain,
I think.

If they don't
get back together...

They have one mate
their whole life.

There could be a nest out there
with eggs in it,

or young eagles, maybe.

If one of the adults dies,
or something,

the young will die too,

'cause one adult
can't take care of them alone.

They aren't going to die.

Not if we have anything
to say about it.

Name's MacGyver.

I know;
I heard you tell Mom.

You know, when I was your age,

I'd have given anything to
spend time in a place like this.

Ah, this place is okay.

Darin...

I think your mom's
worried about you.

It's, uh, it's a
good kind of worry,

if you know what I mean.

She just doesn't want
to see you hurt yourself.

Neither do I.

I just want to do things.

She won't let me.

Have you talked to her about it?

Have you tried?

She doesn't listen.

Well, if you don't talk,
what's she going to listen to?

Just a thought.

Any change, Darin?

I think she's getting weaker.

Hey!

Anybody home?

It's MacGyver!

Hey. How's our patient?

She doesn't like
being in that box.

Wow, it must be great
flying on this hang glider!

Yeah, it is.

So when are we going up, huh?

You kidding?
My mom'd never let me go.

You going to stay over?

Well, um...

He can, can't he?

Sure, if he wants to.

Okay, it's after
9:00, honey.

But I was talking to MacGyver.

Well, you can talk
in the morning; let's go.

I want to sleep in the shed.

Oh, Darin, please.

That way I could keep an eye
on the eagle.

The eagle is going
to sleep in her bed.

You're going
to sleep in your bed.

I'm not a baby anymore.

You know, the only arguments

I ever had with my mother
were about bedtime.

I finally had to let her
stay up till 10:00.

I wish you hadn't
given him that.

I'm sorry.
I should have asked.

Nature gives people
and animals instincts

that help them to survive,
but up on the mountain,

a part of nature was in
danger of disappearing,

and instinct alone
wasn't going to save it.

Sugar cubes
are a great source of energy.

I figured the eagle on
the mountain might need it.

Morning.

How you doing?

Hmm?

Will you let me touch you?

I bet you miss your mate,
don't you?

Yeah.

If you're going
to scale a mountain,

you need the right things
to do it with.

Susan's dad had been a climber,

and some of the equipment
was still there: rope...

carabiners...

climber's hammer...

and a ice ax.

But after that, the pickin's

started getting mighty slim --
tent stakes instead of pitons.

And if Darin's dog didn't mind,
his leash clips

were going to be
my extra carabiners.

They looked good,

if you didn't look too close.

Good morning.

Morning.

How's she doing?

Not so good.

Oh.

- What's that?
- Oh, it's a little trick.

Take the inside out of a pen,
you know what you got?

Bird feeder.

Darin said
she won't eat when she's hurt.

Yeah, it's for the male eagle.

Hit that helicopter yesterday;
I figure he's in shock.

Little sugar water
will bring him out of it.

And I could use
this climbing equipment too,

but you don't have half enough
carabiners or pitons.

You wouldn't happen to know
if you got any more?

You're going to look for the
male eagle on the mountain?

You don't even know
if he's up there.

I saw him fall.

I heard him last night.

I figure he's on
the north face somewhere.

The north face is sheer granite.

Look, Darin said
if the eagles are separated,

they'll never be able to hatch
their eggs or raise their young.

I'm just going to bring the two
of them together, that's all.

Hey, you know what
my dad used this for?

- No.
- A hat.

It'll help us keep track of you
when you're on the mountain.

Thanks.

Well, looky, looky,
looky, looky, looky, looky.

Wonder who belongs to that Jeep?

One way to find out.

Look at this stuff.
This must be the guy.

What's that?

Jeep registration.

MacGyver.

Uh, we're not asking
for any trouble.

Listen, why don't you
let me talk to him?

I mean, you're not going
to do anything stupid, are you,

like killing that bank guard
for no reason?

Curry, when you've
already killed one man,

killing another one
don't really matter.

Especially when it means
staying out of the chair.

Some people think of a
mountain as just a big rock.

Well, this one wasn't.

And it's not very often

that you can get an eagle's-eye view
of your own personal waterfall.

It took a little doing,

but I found out in a hurry
the things a climber really needs --

a pair of strong hands,
a set of steady nerves,

and a paid-up insurance policy.

There it is -- the hang glider.

- At least this guy, uh...
- MacGyver...

MacGyver-- ain't flying
around somewhere.

Well, let's just wait
for him here, then.

Well, who knows
if he's going to show?

He could be down in that cabin
talking to the ranger on the shortwave.

Well, we're just going to
buy him off anyway, right?

Hey, look, I'm warning
you, don't you do anything...

What makes you think
he wants to be bought?!

He goes right to the cops,

it's my life on the line, Curry!

I'll take him out if I got to...

and anyone else, too.

Now, let's stash the Rover
and walk on down there.

I see MacGyver!

He's climbing the mountain!

Yeah, he went up to
look for the other eagle.

He's almost up to the top!

In a way,
mountains are kind of two-faced.

From a distance,
they can look pretty smooth,

but up close,
you see all the cracks --

places where you
can hammer in a piton,

or, if you've run out,
tent stakes.

Fred! Fred, stop it!

That's some watchdog
you got there.

That hang glider
wouldn't happen to belong

to a man named
MacGyver, would it?

Yes.

Well, I hate to be the
one to bring bad news,

but, well, his Jeep was crushed by
a big tree at the entrance to the park.

Where is he?

Whoa! Is that him up there?

Yep.

What some folks'll do for fun.

Well, we'll wait
right here for him,

if it's okay with you.

Climbing a mountain's
tough enough when your hands

and feet have something solid
to grab onto.

It's another story altogether
when you're hanging in midair

from a tent stake
and a dog leash clip.

Watching that tent stake fall

gave me
a funny kind of feeling --

a feeling that could keep a guy
from making long-range plans.

They say drowning men
see their lives flash before them.

Falling men do, too.

At least this man did.

And what I saw
was about 50 years too short.

I knew it was possible
that the eagle would take

one look at me and decide
to fly someplace else,

but that was a possibility
I tried not to think about.

That kid's getting on my nerves.

I don't like the way
he looks at me...

like he knows something.

How could he possibly
know anyth...?

I don't know how.

He just bugs me.

Your ears can play tricks
on you up in the mountains.

Sound bounces off rocks and ice,

and even though you hear it,

you don't really know
where it's coming from.

I personally don't know
which is more dangerous --

falling off a wedge of ice
down the side of a mountain

or falling
into a thousand-foot crevice.

And I really don't want to know.

An animal that's in shock can
be completely unpredictable,

and when you're
out on a mountain ledge

with a snowstorm coming up,

surprises are
the last thing you want.

I really wanted to get
that eagle down to the cabin,

but then I remembered there's
only one kind of climber

who tries to get down a mountain
in the middle of a snowstorm --

the kind
you never hear from again.

How's the boy?
Is he asleep?

Yeah, he is.

Oh, MacGyver could get
caught in this storm.

I'm going to call
the park rangers.

You ain't calling anyone, honey.

You cut my radio?!

My instinct told me

to do whatever I could
to keep that eagle alive.

I guess his instinct
told him to let me.

Feeling a little better, are we?

What do you say
we get off this mountain?

Getting down a mountain should
be easier than climbing it,

but not necessarily.

I'd seen an arrow
like this one before.

The man with the cigar.

I remember now.

He was flying the helicopter
when the eagle was shot.

Darin, are you sure
that man is the s...

What I wanted to do
was get that guy's attention...

and there was enough stuff
in the shed to do it.

A gas stove, an old inner tube,
a bicycle, a grindstone.

The problem was thinking
of what to do with them.

I was right about the kid.

He knows.

Well, then, let's
just get out of here...

I said the kid knows.

Well, what are we gonna...?

You want to kill him?

The woman, too.

Well, you're out of your mind!

Then we wait for MacGyver
at the base of the mountain.

Look, I'm a businessman,
and I'm not going to do this!

Listen, Curry, if it weren't
for the take on that bank job

that put me on death row,
you wouldn't have a business.

Now, understand something.

If I go down again,
you go down with me this time.

Ball bearings are
sort of like steel marbles.

If you strike 'em hard enough
against a rough surface

of a grindstone,
they'll spark...

just like the flint
in a cigarette lighter.

Add to that a portable stove
with a propane tank

and align it
at just the right angle

with the grindstone
and a nearby window.

Then, after you've
armed yourself

with as many ball bearings
as you happen to have...

you just switch on the gas,

and that'll give you
a very explosive combination.

I remember using a bicycle
to deliver newspapers,

go to the movies,
ride to Little League games...

but I never thought I'd
be using one as a slingshot.

Leave her alone!

Ghant, come on...

What do you want?

I'm just being friendly.

Last chance she'll have.

Run, Darin!

Get him!

Come on.

Let me go!
Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

What was that?

I'll take a look.

That grindstone seemed
like a pretty easy target...

till I tried to hit it.

No!

I got no choice.

Please don't!

Ow!

Ow! Ow!

Ow. Ow!

That was great!

You guys okay?

- Yeah.
- How'd you blow up the shed?

Well, it wasn't easy.

Well, that's three less predators
we have to worry about.

Three?!

Yeah, the guy
who shot the eagle.

Troopers have his name.

They're issuing a warrant
for his arrest.

How's she doing?

She's dead.

Oh, Darin, oh.

She's dead.

Oh, hon.

And now the whole family'll die.

Nope.

What do you mean?

If there's a nest,

there's a chance
we can save them.

You really think
there are eggs out there?

If there are,
I couldn't ask for a better guide.

This guy's got an
instinct for survival.

Sure hope he knows
we're on his side.

Maybe he'll lead me to the nest.
What do you think?

Yeah. If the eggs
are ready to hatch,

they can last four or five
days without their mother.

Okay.

Hey, do me a favor, will you?

Signal before you turn.

I better hurry.

- Good luck.
- Good luck.

I don't think he'll
find that nest.

It could be all the way
over in Monument Valley.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

But he's doing something you
and I haven't done for a while.

He's trying.

You know, I didn't tell you,
before, how proud I was of you;

the way you
handled things today.

Thanks.

Monument Valley's a perfect place

for golden eagles
who want to raise a family.

The nest could have been
anywhere.

But he led me straight to
the tallest butte of them all.

Landing a hang glider

on a slab of rock the size
of a coffee table isn't easy.

And knowing it's a 500-foot
drop to the desert floor

doesn't make it any easier.

Landing and finding the eggs
was only half the job.

Getting them back in one piece
was the other.

No sign of him yet?

Nope.

Darin, this was your grandpa's.

I thought you might like it.

Wow.

It's almost like MacGyver's.

I know.

Hey, MacGyver!

Did you find the nest?

Uh-huh.

Are there any eggs?

Three of 'em.

Wow.

How did you do that?!

Birds of a feather...

The padding from this chair
makes good nesting material.

And vegetable oil.

What does that do?

The oil combines
with the fibers of the padding

to create a low-level
spontaneous combustion.

No flame... hopefully,
just the right amount of heat.

Now we've got an incubator.

And we wait.

Darin.

- Hmm?
- Wake up.

Shh, shh, shh.

They're alive.

It worked.

MacGyver, you saved them.

I had a little help
from a friend.

Our subject is David Crane.

Is everything on schedule?

Yeah. He will arrive at
Charles DeGaulle in 20 minutes.

He requested to go shopping.

Shopping? For weapons?

We don't know.

Our men will accompany him
and then bring him here.

David Crane.

A last assessment, gentlemen.

Is he capable
of meeting our needs?

Yeah. Stealing a Moloch missile
from the U.S. military

without any traceable connection
to our organization

is a major task indeed.

Sometimes I get into
some very bizarre situations,

even for me.

Stuffed dogs, plastic babies
and a mannequin father --

a weird population
for a very typical town.

All of which makes
a perfect target

to test the Moloch missile.

The simulation's good.

The patterns are realistic.

It's a good job, Pete.

Thanks.
How's the clearance?

I'll tell you,
that's not a lot of room for me

to guide a missile through without
hitting anything but that target.

If you have any doubts...

We developed
this guidance system.

We tested it.

Don't you think it's about time
we trusted it?

It will require a
first-rate operation,

superior skills both in
organization and execution.

His qualifications
do seem excellent.

They meet virtually every
requirement we have.

I agree,

but I am worried
about his attitude:

too cavalier and strange --
very strange.

We are in a strange business.

The man is
an international thief.

Never caught, convicted
or even suspected.

It is rumored that he is
the moving force

behind that munitions theft
in Cairo last month.

Good. Send him in.

Crane has arrived.

How are you?

Nice of you fellas
to invite me over.

You come well recommended,
Mr. Crane.

Former CIA agent,

trained in all
aspects of espionage.

You also indicate training
with the Panthers.

Was that the Black Panther
radicals?

No, the Littleton Panthers.

State champs, '65.
10 and 0.

Football.

I was a quarterback.

I had the best arm
in the league.

We had a great backfield.
I've got 'em with me now.

I've got a good game plan
for you.

This is not a game.

The Moloch missile
is top secret.

Only when it's all together.

Its parts are scattered in
various points all over the country,

and in pieces,
they think it's harmless.

But your army relies on precise
paperwork and procedures.

Then we'll use the red tape
against them.

Project Earache.

Prepare for vehicle launch.

Guidance system activated.

Attention, all personnel.

Clear the area.
Prepare to launch.

We're going to aim
and control a missile

by translating human speech
into electronic code

so I can talk it through
the center of town here

without busting up anything
or anybody,

if we're lucky.

That man has no sense

of military discipline
whatsoever.

Abel, cool down.

MacGyver, are you aware
that your comments

are being entered into
a permanent project archive?

Ooh! Well, then we better
get cracking, eh, general?

Civilian.

Paris is a great city.

You can buy anything here.

I got this transmitter in a
little shop in the Latin Quarter.

I found this circuit board
in the Champs d'Elysee.

A little shop on the Left Bank
carries these batteries.

All harmless.

Would you set a chair up over
there where we can all see it?

Indulge me, gentlemen.

I'm going to give you
a little demonstration.

Unrelated items,

and each one innocuous
in itself.

That's how bureaucrats tend
to view component parts,

even when they are combined
to create something substantial.

Now, then,

harmless little pieces,

but you put them all together,
and there's a certain

je ne sais quoi.

I also arranged to have
my people stop here earlier.

They fixed the chair...

and you may have noticed
that I didn't touch anything.

We are all impressed, Mr. Crane,

but how do we know
we can trust you?

The same way that you know

there are no surprises
under your chairs.

That's right.

You don't know.

Let's keep it that way.

There are the coordinates to
a lake in Southern California.

A rendezvous, mes amis.

Get a seaplane. Be on time.
Bring cash.

We will be on time,
and our plane will make one pass

over your rendezvous lake.

If you are not there,
don't make plans to grow older.

Hey... you're in the best hands
of the class of '65.

Relax.

Commence launch.

Commencing countdown.

19, 18, 17...

16, 15, 14...

Telemetry systems on.

...12, 11, ten...

Tracking mode.

...eight, seven...

Guidance system activated.

...four, three, two, one.

Fire!

On control mode. To me. To me.

West 16 degrees, 15 meters.

East ten degrees, five meters.

West two meters.

Lock on target...

...now!

Come on, baby,
thread that needle.

All right, right on target!

Nice shot, huh?

Congratulations.
That was amazing! Amazing!

Well, what's really amazing
is how well

these translation circuits work
for our project.

Okay, the component is in.

What is that?

This, oh, uh...

it-it's a gadget for...

uh...

Uh, Carrie?

Carrie, how do you say
"electronic translation device"?

You know I can't hear you, Mac.
I've got to see your lips to read them.

Ah, forgot.

Electronic translation device.

Wait a minute.
Electronic...

What? What'd I sign?

- What's so funny?
- Oh, you don't want to know.

It's not that bad, Mac.

The kids just
think you have, um,

a weird accent.

Who, me?

Get out of here.

Get out of here...

Get out of the way!

Carrie?

Carrie?

Pete's calling us.

We're ready.

Don't jump around.

Just watch, okay?

Ready, Maria?

Is she a little nervous?

She's terrified.

Tight as a knot.

Maria's completely deaf...
since birth.

She's afraid
of what she's never known.

Yeah, who wouldn't be?

Maria, do you trust me?

I don't blame you.

All right, then,
I won't turn it on.

You will.

We start with the headset.

You can do it or not.

It's up to you.

That's terrific.

This is just
another way of hearing.

It converts sound
into electronic pulses

so it's the right kind
of sound for you.

This is the sound

of a spring rain in a forest
and birds singing.

So, whenever you're ready,

push this button.

I can't imagine
what it would be like,

hearing for the first time.

Yeah.

"I feel it!

It tickles."

What's the problem?

We have a report
of a missing military vehicle.

Can I see your
license and registration?

And I'd like to see
your travel orders, soldier.

Make sure
all the paperwork checks out.

We'll also take a look
at your vehicle number

see if it matches up
to our report.

You want to call this in?

This isn't stolen.
I'm on assignment.

Well, then your papers will
prove that out, won't they, soldier?

Just give us some cooperation
and we'll be on our way.

Yeah, it looks okay.

Welcome to South Carolina.

Drive carefully now.

Have a nice day.

Piece of cake.

Well, it's only the first slice.

And nobody's going to
even know it's gone.

Yeah, well, just
keep those ideas coming, buddy,

and we'll follow you
all the way to the bank.

Well, we're not rich yet.

We've still got 4,000 miles
to go in the next two days.

Drink that.

- Mac...
- Ah.

Whatever is bothering you
can wait two seconds.

Take a sip.

- Better?
- Better.

Okay.
So what's bothering you?

I had a dream about you.

Oh, yeah?

Not like that.

You were killed,
and I was watching.

I mean, I've had nightmares,
but this was real.

- Carrie.
- I know how crazy it sounds.

But I had to tell you.

I learned something
a long time ago --

never laugh
at what you don't know.

It was so weird.

So tell me about the dream.

You were almost hit
by a lightning bolt.

And then you and I were being
chased by this Moorish warrior...

...past a steel skeleton.

And then you were hit
by this old car

that came at us
right out of the lake,

and you were killed.

And what does this
all sound like but crazy?

No, no, not crazy.

Dreams come from what we've seen
or what we've done.

They're a way we have
of piecing things together.

I've had this same dream
three times.

I can't get rid of it.

Well, I've kind of
been pestering you

to test that hearing device.

Maybe that's tied into it.

Maybe I'm just wasting
your time.

Lightning in the middle
of a sunny day?

Let's just forget it.

Ah. Carrie...

This is "talk."

So is this.

Dreams are just
another way of talking.

I know, but it scared me.

That's because
we don't understand it yet.

The foundation's doing
some sleep research.

I have some experts
I'd like you to talk to.

No, that's okay.

I think I just needed a friend
to talk to.

Thanks.

You gentlemen
can tell your constituents

that this exhibit was set up
with their hard-earned tax dollars.

We're presenting the missile
shown here in its actual size.

This display contains a replica
designed by the Phoenix Foundation.

We call it the Moloch missile.

Now naturally,
this model lacks a warhead

and an arming system,

but the propulsion package
is absolutely authentic

and in all other aspects,
gentlemen,

you are looking at a genuine
state-of-the-art weapon.

The design has been modified.

What is going on here?

Slipped off the dolly.

That was one of the exhibits.

Oh, man, I'm real sorry. Really.

The thing's a mess now.

Let me see if I can find
something to clean it up.

- I'll be right back.
- You do that.

Fortunately, nothing
important was damaged.

We'll have this squared
away immediately.

Come on, hurry it up.

And be careful.

Yeah, it's a big piece
of $10 million.

What's next?

On to California and
the guidance system.

It's in a think tank called
the Phoenix Foundation.

I was there a month ago.

Nice people.

What about security?

Soft. But that's okay.

'Cause tomorrow's our last day.

Six months of planning,
three slices cut,

and we are 25 hours
and eight minutes from gold.

So how do you like
Indian food, Pete?

Oh, I'll tell you the truth,
MacGyver, I don't know.

My taste buds burned out
after the second bite.

Pete?

Look, MacGyver, I can't spend

the foundation's money
on a series of tests

just because Carrie
had a nightmare.

Besides, I've never been
a big believer

in the dream
research project anyway.

Pete, you got no curiosity.

Carrie's dream
was really intense.

And I just know
those researchers

would love
to have another subject.

And they might be able
to help her out

with some pretty heavy anxiety.

All right, maybe. Okay?

I'll talk to the project people,
and see what they say.

As long as you say yes.

- I'm not saying that...
- Pete!

Hey, are you guys all right?

Yeah, we're okay.

I'm really sorry.

Pete --

lightning bolt?

First part of Carrie's dreams.

Now that is a coincidence.
That's a coincidence.

Maybe!

But doesn't it make you
the least bit curious?

Just a little bit?

All right, we'll run the tests.

I mean, the dream did start
with a lightning bolt.

And, uh, it ended up
with you dead.

Yeah.

This must seem kind
of strange to you, huh?

Don't worry, MacGyver.

There's absolutely no
medical risk to Carrie.

This will just take a moment.

Carrie, we want to thank you for
showing up on such short notice.

After you almost got hit
by a lightning bolt?

Well, it was on a truck.

I mean, there could
be other explanations.

I hope this is the way
to find out.

The sedative will begin
having an effect very quickly.

You'll go into a relaxed,
drowsy state.

So you just tell us the dream,
actually visualize it,

and we'll compare your brain
waves with a normal pattern.

- What will that prove?
- Perhaps nothing.

But there has been considerable
research in this area.

Patterns have been identified.

You're making this sound
so real.

Well, it is actually.

See, your brain
is a kind of computer.

Everything you've ever seen
or read or felt

is all locked up there
somewhere.

The problem is retrieval --

your memory.

You think
I'm remembering something?

Or a few somethings.

The experts tell us that we put
these things into patterns, Carrie,

sometimes a dream pattern.

Like a map showing us the way
to something real.

You ready to show us the way?

Just try to remember
how the dream began.

Your first image.

We're already getting a base pattern.

She's entering a highly
receptive state.

Carrie?

Think back.

Tell us what was in your dream.

You and me,

we were running through a forest

and then lightning struck.

It was as if something
was chasing us.

And I then I saw

some kind of a Moorish warrior,

I guess.

No -- older.

I mean, from the past.

We jumped into a grave.

There was a steel skeleton in it.

There was a shot.

Someone was shooting at us.

I don't know why.

Look at the pattern.

Nothing like standard
dream waves.

Much more intense.

The car out of the lake--

I saw the driver.

He was coming after us.

He hit you.

It's all right. I'm here.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

Carrie, can you tell us
what you just saw?

MacGyver... killed.

Killed. A... A car hit you.

You had quite an intense reaction,
Carrie, right off the scale.

It wasn't like any dream
I've ever had.

It was like a memory,

a terribly painful, real memory.

No more tests today.

Sorry, Carrie,
we put you through a ringer.

But I want to know.
What in God's name is happening?

You and MacGyver are very close
in your dream.

When did you first meet?

The first test on the hearing
translation device.

Yeah, at the test site
about a month ago.

Maybe you saw something
out there

that came back up in your dream.

That's all a dream is.

The residue of the
day's events -- changed,

rewritten in a different order
sometimes, but there.

We're doing guidance system
tests out there all week.

Why doesn't Carrie go back out
and look around?

Maybe something
would jolt her memory.

You're getting curious, Pete.

Yes, I am.

And worried.

Carrie?

All right, check your badges.

They real?

Better believe it.

We're gettin' us a pass to
the last piece of this missile.

- Hi. How're you doing?
- Pretty good. How are you?

- Identification?
- Sure.

Okay, go ahead.

Thank you.

The dream could have been keyed

around a structure or a person.

Does anything look familiar?

Exactly the same.

But there weren't
so many technicians.

Carrie, the basic setup
is still the same.

Do you want to walk around and
see if anything jogs your memory?

Ah, Miss Linden,
it's a pleasure.

I understand that, uh,
our system is going

to be a great help
to the deaf community.

Frankly, general, I thought
it was our hearing system

that was going
to help your weapon.

Carrie, would you like to start?

What do you say
we start at the test site?

Gentlemen, I brought you
a new schematic.

Here, help me here,
would you, a second?

Just pull it out.

Hold that end.

Dr. Blake up at headquarters
wants you to take a look at it.

Said there might be
some problems with it,

especially in this area here.

See the end
of the link selection?

One here and one right in here.

When you're done with it, he wants
you to write up an opinion report

on any problems you may see.

I'm sorry, I just don't...

That's him!

From my dream!

That's the man who killed you!

Behind the shed!

Shoot the tires!

Drive!

Mac!

Don't stop. Keep driving!

What about Brown?

He's dead.

Go!

- You all right?
- Yeah.

He's dead.

So's our radio.

And all the vehicles
are out of commission.

You recognized that guy, Carrie.

Yes, but why was he in my dream?

It makes no sense!

Why steal just
a guidance system?

It's state-of-the-art.
It's classified.

Damn it, Pete, it is going
to be my career in the shredder.

I have lost a key part
to a top secret missile.

I think you lost more
than just one part.

This is junk.

It's pieced together to look
like one of our devices.

But why do that?

So we wouldn't miss it.

I think they were trying
to make a quiet switch

when Carrie spotted 'em.

But they didn't get
the rest of the missile.

Maybe they already got it.

We're not short any missiles.

No missiles.

What about parts --
like this is a part?

I still don't get it.

I think they're trying to steal
a Moloch missile piece by piece

from different places,
and covering their tracks.

That's impossible.

No, no, it isn't.

In fact, they would've gotten
away with this without a trace

if Carrie hadn't
blown it for them.

Yeah, it's a great idea.

No fuss, no muss,
no tracks for a long time.

Put all the pieces together,
you got yourself a missile.

I'll start tracing
every warehouse,

supply line and facility
that we've got.

Your dream gave us the
connection... and the man.

Maybe I saw him
out at the test site before.

Yeah, that's possible.

So why don't we keep
workin' on your dream?

See what else
we can dig up, huh?

Now was the lake round?

No, it was more
of an oval shape.

Well, why don't
I start drawin' it?

The shoreline of the lake
was more irregular.

There was a little inlet.

With a bite out of one end.

Yeah.

It's kinda weird
lookin' at a dream.

Mm-hmm.

And that's what it looks
like... if it's real.

It's time to find out.

I'm patched into
the Phoenix mainframe,

into a topographical
search program.

It'll match your graphic
of the lake

against about, oh, 20,000
map sections in California.

It's checking for size,
shape, contour...

What if it isn't in California?

Then we got a problem.

My God. It's real.

I really do know this place!

I remember...

Yes, I've been here -- hiking.

And I must have remembered it
and put it in my dream.

Carrie, what about those
guys at the test site?

Do you remember seein'
them out here any time?

You see a lot of people
when you're hiking.

When you can't hear, Mac,
you compensate.

I look at everything.

What about a man on a horse?

Or that, uh, what was it,
the antique car?

I don't think so.

And what about the rest of it?

A steel skeleton,
a car driving on water?

Yeah, well,
it's in dream code, Carrie,

but it's based on reality.

So you wanna show me
where this dream started?

I don't know.

But those trees...

There was a shot, gunfire...

and we were running
in that direction.

What's that?

I don't know.
Let's see.

Looks like a mirror.

Off a car.

Or what's left of a car.

Look, the skeleton face!

This must have been what I saw!

A metal skeleton
in sort of a grave.

Hi.
Hope I didn't scare ya.

Moorish warrior, right.

- Pardon?
- Nothin'.

We were just wonderin'
if you might have seen

a big antique car
drivin' around here.

Around here?
There aren't any roads.

I exercise my horses
here every day.

I sure would've noticed.

I must have seen you riding.

Up toward the north shore.

Did you ever see
any cars up there?

No, just some junk machinery.

I saw some men hangin' around
up there, but nobody lives there.

Same damn girl
that was at the test site,

the one who recognized you.

And the guy who jumped Brown.

Run 'em toward the water.

I want that girl!

This can't be happening!

Well, it is, and it's no dream.

MacGyver?

MacGyver! MacGyver!

What happened?

After you got hit
with the hovercraft,

they took off across the lake
with your girl.

Where's the nearest phone?

In town,
about five or six miles.

Okay, listen, my name's MacGyver
and I need a favor from you.

Go call Pete Thornton
at the Phoenix Foundation.

Tell him what happened here and
that I've gone after the girl.

Pete Thornton!
Phoenix Foundation.

- Go, please!
- Gotcha!

Thank you.

Mac was right.

They ran scams
all across the country

picking up parts
in different states.

And we know where they
got the guidance system.

I am going to end up

commanding a penguin watch
in lower Antarctica!

All right, arming, guidance,
propulsion...

but how the hell do you steal
a missile body

without being noticed?

Simple. You don't.
You buy it.

No, no, no, no, even those
casings are highly restricted.

Yes, they are.

So these people used a forged
purchase authorization

to buy one troop carrier,
two $600 toilet seats,

and one missile body from the
General Armament Corporation.

Then they got the whole package.

Yeah. And apparently
they're Americans, local boys.

In it for the money, they're
gonna want to unload fast.

There's a world full of buyers.

So we don't have much time.

Hurry it up.

We're runnin' late
and the buyer's on his way.

And be careful
with that section.

It's the last part
for the missile.

Did you find anything
in her wallet?

Yeah, her name's Carrie Linden.

She's a teacher for the deaf.

All right, Carrie.

How the hell did you recognize me
at the Phoenix test site

and does anybody else
know about us?

Dave, why don't we just take
the missile and get movin'?

To where?
The buyer's rendezvous?

I want to find out if they're on
to us before we move anywhere.

She's gonna tell us.

Aren't you... Carrie Linden?

- No...
- No!

Now look!

Maybe you can't hear,
but you can talk,

and you will.

Believe me, you will.

Crane is CIA?

Was -- they threw him out.

And the man he killed out
at the site, Peter Brown,

worked for General Armament
as a security guard.

Thornton.

MacGyver?

Where is he?

Yeah.

Braden Lake.

30 miles north.

Got it.

The only way
I was gonna find Carrie

was to locate that hovercraft.

It had to have landed
somewhere along this shoreline.

The problem was finding where.

Careful with that.
It's delicate.

Are you sure she
was with the same guy

we saw at the Phoenix test site?

I'm sure.

He was the one
that tackled Brown.

So, now he shows up here.
That's no coincidence.

Does the man you're with work
for the Phoenix Foundation

or military intelligence?

I told you...

Yes, I know.
He's your friend.

I've heard.

Go get the hovercraft ready.

The buyer'll be here
in a half an hour.

Move it!

Yes, sir, Dave!

Little touchy?

Look, the buyer is gonna
fly over the lake.

One pass, 7:00 sharp.

If we're not there,
he keeps on flying,

and we're out six months work
and $10 million.

Sheriff, MacGyver and the
thieves are at Braden Lake.

It's right in your backyard.

Good. Thank you.

We'll have choppers in the air
right away, full search.

Right.

Throne!

Shh! Be quiet!

Throne!

Sorry about this.

Ow!

Why do I do that?

What's he doin' out there?

He's got to be getting
the reserve fuel.

What are you gonna do with her?

Find out if anybody else
is on to us,

if anybody is watching
the pick-up point.

If there's not,
if it's just her,

and there's no problem,
we just kill her.

It's all right.

She's deaf.
She can't hear me.

I still don't like it.

Well, we got to be practical.

Give me a hand with this.

As soon as we get our money,
I want to be ready to leave.

So where are we
gonna hold the party?

Name it.
Paris, London, wherever.

It's gonna be first class.

Now playtime's over.

All right. I'll tell you.

Smart move.

Well?

It's complicated.

I had a dream...

The hovercraft could make
a perfect diversion

if I could start it
from a distance.

All I needed was
a timing device.

What I had was a bunch
of plastic trash bags...

and three different kinds
of fishing line.

Not too promising.

But with a little bit
of imagination...

anything was possible.

I must have seen you out at
the Phoenix test site last month.

When you were casin' the place.

There must have been
50 people out there.

How did you remember me?

I think I saw you again here.

Just put the two memories
together

into my dream,

saw you driving that thing,
hitting MacGyver...

The Egyptians invented
the water clock.

It's not a bad idea
if you needed a timer.

And I did.

A couple of good things
about a water clock.

One, a bag of water's
real cheap, and two,

it's easy
to build a balance beam.

The thing
I was balancing was time.

I needed to start the engine
when I was 50 yards away

and five minutes
into the future.

So, by creating an imbalance,
one side

of the beam would lighten up.

And the other side
would pull the starter switch.

I hoped.

And that's
how I recognized you --

from the dream.

Well, I'm not a dream.

Now what's this about the
Phoenix Foundation and the army?

I have a very real missile
of theirs.

What do they know
and what did you tell them?

Let's go over this again,
Carrie.

And remember, this is real.

Crane and company
were still in place.

If my water clock worked,
they'd come out in a hurry,

so I had to figure a way
to handle 'em.

A guy hook and a rope made
for a good beginning.

All they have are pieces
of a dream.

They did some testing.
That's it!

Well then, we're about
through with you.

Where the hell is Throne?

When I was a kid,

my grandfather taught me
an important thing

about snaring wild game.

They have a great sense
of smell.

They can run fast,

but they usually don't look down
to see where they're stepping.

I was countin' on these guys
to act the same way

when the water clock
stopped ticking.

Throne just started the engine.

I'll bet you he saw the buyer
comin' in early.

Throne!

Gorman?

Ah!

Ay!

He's okay.
He's just dreamin'.

Just hold it right there!
Don't move!

Shouldn't you take this?

Huh?

Don't drop it.

Okay, I won't.

Now all we have to
do is wait for Pete.

Good timing!

Hello.

You all right?

Mm-hmm, just daydreaming.

Yeah? No lightning bolts
or Moorish warriors?

I'm okay?

Oh, you were fine.

Good.

You know, we may never
figure it out,

but it's a little strange how all the
pieces of your dream fit together.

Not all.

I was wrong about you dying.

Thank goodness
we all make mistakes.

Well, sorry I'm late.

I, uh, think
you'll both be happy to hear

that the missile
has been recovered,

and the three goons that took it
are very busy right now

pointing the finger
at each other.

That's great!
What about the buyer?

Well, he was just putting
his plane down on the lake

when the choppers came in, so
they grabbed him along the way.

Good.

But, best of all,

I got the foundation
to cough up another $50,000

to continue funding
this project.

- That's terrific, Pete!
- Wonderful!

What?

Huh?

What's goin' on?

I think someone wants
to tell you something.

Go ahead, hon.

Thank you...

MacGyver!

You're welcome.

All right, Miss Smarty-Pants.

Now, let's see if
you've heard this one.

I'm ready.
Hit me with your best.

In the 1945 film
To Have and Have Not,

Lauren Bacall sang the song,
"How Little We Know."

Now, her voice was dubbed
by what 14-year-old?

Andy Williams.

Oh, how did you know that?

Do you remember the dinner party

the Cornfields gave
for you back in 1952?

You'd just completed filming
The Dueling Swashbuckler.

It was December the 12th, 1952.

You're right, darling.
You're absolutely right.

Still sharp as a tack, huh?

I met a young singer
at the Cornfields' that night,

and he told me
all about Andy Williams

dubbing Lauren Bacall's voice.

Amazing. You never forget
anything, do you?

By the way, whatever became
of the Cornfields?

They died, dear.

Oh.

Well, "the long habit of living
indisposeth us for dying."

Sir Thomas Browne.

Smarty-pants.

Look, Guy, there's
a town up ahead.

Mesa? I don't remember seeing
a "Mesa" on the map.

Sometimes, it's good
to get out of the big city,

go somewhere where time seems
to move just a little slower.

Take this vintage '59 Cadillac.

It was built
for cruising the road

and taking in the scenery.

It's nice to know
chivalry's not dead.

Now, most people come
to small towns

and leave their troubles behind,

but when you're a member
of the syndicate,

that isn't always easy.

I guess that's why Tony Sullivan
asked me to meet him here.

Something big
had to be going down.

Hey, Tony.

Hey, MacGyver.
I owe you one.

When you say
in the middle of nowhere,

you mean nowhere, don't you?

A guy's got to be careful
these days.

Good motto.
I'll be right down.

Hey, Tony, come here.

I want to have a
little talk with you.

Let's get out of here.

Tony and I met years ago,
when he was running guns

into Afghanistan
and I was running for my life.

In a one-week period,
he saved my neck twice.

I'd kind of hoped
to return the favor.

MacGyver, if you never had
a chance to talk to him,

I don't know what more
you can do there.

Wrap it up. Come on home.

Listen, Pete, Tony asked me

for protection for a reason,
and it had to be pretty good,

'cause it got him killed.

Yeah, I agree,
but you were involved in this

because you were the only guy
Tony would talk to,

and he's dead now,

so it's the feds' ball game.

Listen, are the local police
into it at all?

Yeah. I just spent the whole
afternoon explaining things.

It's handled.

I just wish
there was more I could do.

Well, there isn't.
You're out of it.

The Phoenix Foundation
is out of it, too.

Listen, I feel badly about Tony,

but he knew the risks
he was taking

when he was dealing
with the mob.

Sort of made his own bed.

Yeah. Now he gets to sleep
in it... forever.

I'll see you tomorrow.
Have a good trip.

My good sir,
have you no respect?

Kindly remove that bottle
from my car.

Keep your pants on.

What's your problem, pal?

Do you know who I am?

Guy Roberts,
star of stage and screen,

swashbuckler extraordinaire!

Now, I have battled
with the best of them --

Flynn, Fairbanks, Pickford!

Touch me, and I'll make
mashed potatoes out of your face.

Folks got a problem?

This nasty lummox refused
to remove his beer from my car.

I tried to ask nicely,
but see what I got for it?

You, sir, are
a disgusting behemoth

with foul-smelling breath!

Boys, boys! There's got to
be a better way to handle this.

Do you want in on
this, too, pal?

- If I had my druthers...
- You don't!

Most of us are adults here!
Can't we talk about... No!

Don't hit.

Just calm down.
Take it easy.

All right, all right, look.
If this is the way it's got to be,

at least let me get rid
of my jacket, huh?

It's my favorite.

I don't want to see it ruined.

It's your favorite jacket, huh?

Ooh! Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

That darn jacket's always
tripping people up like that.

I've been meaning to
have a talk with it.

Here you go.

What do you say we get you
checked in and cleaned up, all right?

Yeah, there you go.

I'll talk to you later.
What do you say?

Shoo.

Thank you, young man.

I couldn't have done it
without you.

- Yes, thank you.
- No problem.

- Do you have a name?
- MacGyver.

You know, of course, that I'm...

Guy Roberts,
star of stage and screen,

swashbuckler extraordinaire.

He knows who I am.

You've perhaps seen
some of my pictures?

Well, not exactly...

You'll be happy to hear that
we're about to make another one.

We're just on our way
to Hollywood.

Darling, don't you think
we'd better be heading in?

It's been a long day.

Oh, yes, darling, of course.
Uh, I am rather tired.

Dueling does take it
out of you, you know.

Well, "parting is
such sweet sorrow."

Guy...

Yes, dear.
Goodbye, Mr. MacGyver.

We'll see you, folks.

We didn't want to shoot him.
We had to.

Shut up. Just let me think.

I knew the two of you weren't
particularly bright,

but I didn't know just
how stupid you were.

- We did the best we could.
- It wasn't good enough.

The guy pulled a gun on us.

He never should've gotten away
in the first place.

Come on. Who was to know
Tony was going to turn informant?

Phil, you were the one
who brought him to me.

You were the one
who vouched for him.

I made a mistake. It happens.

Not with me, it doesn't.

Did you at least have the
intelligence to stash the car?

Yeah. We found a garage
just outside of town.

Hooray. Hooray.
You did something right.

Now do something else right --
find the satchel.

It could be anywhere.

Let me explain something.

I'm kind of like
a traveling salesman,

but now, because of you
two slime balls,

I have no merchandise to sell.

This isn't going to make
my supplier a very happy man,

and I promise you he won't be
satisfied with just my head.

He's also going to want yours.

Find my money.

I'll just put the top up.

Oh, will you bring
in my makeup case?

Certainly, dear.

She is a beauty, isn't she?

Yes, she is.

Well, you come in when you're ready.
I'll leave the door unlocked.

Darling, my makeup case.

Just a minute, dear.

Sorry, Mr. Roberts.

You're over your limit
on this card, too.

Very well.

Uh, afraid not.

My good man, I am Guy Roberts.

Time was when that name alone
was sufficient

to guarantee a night's lodging
and a hot meal.

Sorry, friend.
I've got other people waiting.

Look, uh, there-there
must be some mistake.

Our credit's always been good.

I'm sure you're right, ma'am,

but it's company policy.

You do accept cash,

do you not?

Of course.

I think you'll find that
this is more than sufficient,

and here's a little extra
for your hospitality.

Thank you, sir.
Thank you very much.

"If there is any kindness
I can show to any creature,

let me do it now, for I shall
not pass this way again."

Rental cars...

a lot like playin' hot potato.

And I got burned by an
overheated air conditioner.

Fortunately, even if you are
in the middle of nowhere

a fuse is an easy thing
to duplicate.

All you need is something
that'll carry a current...

like a paper clip.

Here's your change, sir.

Where'd you get
these new twenties?

Hey, I can't remember everybody
who pays with $20...

Now can you remember?

The old man, the actor.

Actor got a name?

Guy, Guy Roberts.

What kind of car is he driving?

I, I... oh,
an old Caddy convertible.

He's headed for Hollywood.

If you mention
this discussion to anyone,

I'll be back for my change.

Oh!

A paper clip can be
a wondrous thing.

More times than I can
remember one of these

has gotten me
out of a tight spot.

I was sure this would be
another one of those times.

So much
for the wondrous paper clip.

Why didn't you tell me
about the money?

I was saving it as a surprise.

Actually, it's supposed
to be our nest egg.

And look how I've
broken it wide open.

But I didn't know
we had that kind of money.

We don't.

Uh, we didn't until
my agent came through.

The studio is so excited
about this project

that they've paid me
a bonus up front.

It's just advance money.

Oh, Guy, I have to tell you,

when you first told me
about this job in Hollywood,

I was sure it was just
another one of your stories.

Just an excuse
to take me on this trip.

Would that have been so wrong?

Oh, how could I ever
have doubted you?

Will you forgive me?

What's to forgive?

Isn't that that nice young man
we met at the motel, dear?

Yes. It looks as if he's
in need of assistance.

- Howdy, folks.
- Having a spot of trouble?

Yeah, the electrical system
seems to be shot.

Hop in.
We've got plenty of room.

I'd sure appreciate that.

Not at all.
Think nothing of it.

One good turn deserves another.

I owe you one from yesterday.

Oh, uh, uh...
try, try not to bring

any of the sand
into the car, please.

If you don't mind.

Thank you.

Your name is, uh...

What was your name again,
young man?

MacGyver.

Where are you headed?

Albuquerque airport.

Oh, we're passing right through

on our way to Hollywood.

Guy's going to be
in a new picture.

Oh, that's terrific.
What's it called?

Space Pirates.

It's supposed to be
really, uh... groovy.

Space Pirates?

Well, that's just
a working title, dear.

They'll probably change it.

Hollywood producers are
always changing things

right up to the last minute.

How do you know
they took this road?

Because this is the
road to Hollywood.

And that's where the clerk said
they were headed.

Yeah, but they got
a head start on us.

Old man, old car.

I bet he's takin' it
nice and easy.

Beautiful country, isn't it?

God's country.

I made a picture,
Geronimo's Last Ride.

Oh, yeah, I think
I saw you in that.

Didn't you play Geronimo?

No, that was Thurston Powell.

I was with the cavalry.

But it must have been filmed
somewhere around here.

It was Arizona, dear.

"All the world's a stage.

And all its men and women
merely players."

Yes, Arizona.

What about you?

What brings you out
to the middle of nowhere?

Sightseeing.

Hey, looks like we
found our '59 Caddy.

I wish we could
go sightseeing...

...but shooting schedules
being what they are...

Do you believe that?

Open road.

No other cars in sight.

And this ruddy idiot
would rather sound off

than go around me.

Pull over!

Someone you know?

Not really.

Force 'em over.

Nobody, but nobody, touches
my car and gets away with it.

And I know this baby
can outrun them.

- Must be nuts!
- Stay with 'em.

Pull up alongside.

Hit 'em again.

Maybe this'll
scare him a little.

Pull over!

He's got a gun!

Try to pull out in front.

Floor it!

I'm going as fast as I can.

Guy, pull over.
He's crazy as a loon.

No! Whatever you do, don't stop!

They're getting so much closer.

Mr. MacGyver,
your luggage.

We've got to put a little
distance between us.

May I?

- Well, yes, of course. Anything.
- Thank you.

Good shot!

- He's gettin' away!
- Get back on the road!

Come on! Come on! Come on!
Move it! Move it!

Here they come again.

That's, that's it.
Keep it comin'!

What could those men possibly want?

I don't think I wanna know.

Do something!

I'm running out of ammo.

This satchel's
all we've got left.

No! No! Not that.
I need that one.

This reminds me of
The Great Pursuit.

But your stuntman did
all the driving in that.

This isn't a movie.

They're using real bullets.

Faster, Guy!

Watch where you're goin'!

- Well, why are we slowin' down?
- Something's stuck on the wheel.

- What is it?
- I don't know!

Stop the car and have a look!

It's that canvas thing
he threw at us.

Get it off!

I'm trying.

No, no! Just back up!
Back up the car!

Hit the brake!
Now go forward!

- It did it!
- That's right. Let's go!

- What now?
- Just keep moving.

What're you doing?

Gonna put the top up.

If you put the top up while I'm
driving, it'll rip right off.

I sure hope so.

But I got a few things
to do first.

Would you please tell me
what you're doing.

I'll explain later.

Just bear with me.

Not the top!

Sorry, I'll fix it later.

Slow it down.
Let 'em get right behind us.

Have you lost your
head, old boy?

I'm hopin' this top will keep
that from happening.

All right, slow down, Guy.

Slow it down!

Let 'em catch up.

Get ready to flip the switch.

Put the top up
when I give you the word.

Now!

- Look out!
- I can't see anything!

It worked!
They're stopping!

Okay, floor it, Guy.
We need the distance.

Get it off! Get it off!

Unbelievable.

What're you waitin' for?
Get that jack and fix the tire.

Good show!

Bravo, MacGyver!

This reminds me
of one of my favorite roles.

I played the swashbuckler
on Holiday in Ruritania.

It wasn't Ruritania, dear.
It was Colorado.

I remember.

It was you and Stewart Granger
in The Prisoner of Zenda.

No, that was James Mason.

I starred in Mulligan's Revenge.

Oh, yeah... Mulligan's Revenge.

Would you get off my back?

I'm workin' as fast as I can.

My mother could change a tire
faster than this.

Uh-oh, looks like trouble.

- What is it, Guy?
- I'm not sure.

- Sounds like we're out of gas.
- Impossible.

I just filled her up this morning.

Well, I hope it's nothin' serious.

There's no tellin' how long before
those goons get back on the road.

Keep an eye on 'em.

Let me know if they make a move.

I'll see what the problem is.

Well, isn't that nice?

They stopped to wait for us.

- I'll get 'em.
- Hey, good idea, Phil.

By the time you're halfway there,
we'll have this tire fixed.

Get your butt back here
and help Tom.

I found it.

Fuel line's cracked.

What next?

She just wasn't meant
to take this sort of abuse.

Well, look at her.

Her body's battered,
her spirit's broken.

Yes, but, Guy, she's
held up like a champion.

I just don't know how
much more she can take.

I feel the same way
about my Jeep, Mr. Roberts.

It's a good thing metal
can be fixed

a lot easier than flesh, huh?

Yes.

Listen, would you have a ball
point pen I could borrow?

Sure. Who would you like
me to make it out to?

Well, actually...

Uh, MacGyver.
Just MacGyver.

Well, don't be embarrassed.

I get this all
the time, you know.

There you are.

Thank you, sir.

Thanks, MacGyver.

Guy?

Could I borrow that pen again?

I might be able to fix
the fuel line with it.

Sure.

Thank you.

And thank you.

If you don't mind my asking,
how is

that pen going to solve
our gasoline problem?

I'm gonna use it to bridge
the fuel line and seal the leak.

What's happenin'
with our friends down below?

Well, it's very hard to tell.

They don't appear
to be moving yet.

MacGyver, about those fellows
who were shooting at us just now.

Uh, yeah.

I guess I owe you both
an explanation.

You do?

Yeah. See,
I work for a company

called the Phoenix Foundation.

And I was sent here
to pick something up.

I don't think those fellows
down there want me to have it.

What were you
supposed to pick up?

I'm not sure. I never
had a chance to find out.

I sure am sorry to get you
folks involved like this.

Oh, that's all right, boy.
We're all in this together.

I said that in
Dance of the Sword.

Or was it Duel to the Death?

You said that
in both those movies, dear.

That's right.

What on earth is he doing now?

No idea.

What are you doing?

I gotta borrow this.

- My muffler?
- I'll replace it.

Now all we gotta do
is cool this baby off.

You wouldn't have any water
left in that cooler, would you?

I'll look.

Lord, man, what
are you up to now?

Just a little protection, sir.

Do you suppose there'll be anything
left of the car when he's done?

I'm sure Mr. MacGyver
knows what he's doing, dear.

Water, please.

My.

I'll buy you another one.

Come on, hurry up.

They're going to get the Caddy fixed
before we get outta here.

Hold that, would you please?

Gasoline?

All right, let's move it.

They're not going to sit up there
and wait for us all day.

They're coming.

Looks like their pit crew
was a little faster than ours.

Time to go, kids.

Go, Guy!

How's it going back there, lad?

Keep your eyes on the road.

Wha...?

What?

Oh, no.

Not... Not my seats.

Don't worry, I know a guy
who's great with seats.

- Where are you going?
- Where do you think I'm going?

Stop. Stop!

They went the other way.
Now back up.

Come on, come on,
come on. Move it.

Mrs. Roberts, could you pass me
that gasoline, please?

I beg your pardon?

Gasoline.

Tearing the stuffing
out of the Caddy was easy.

Using it to stop the guys
chasing us was another matter.

Gasoline would help.

Always does
when you need an explosion.

Since I bent
the back of the tailpipe,

the explosion
only had one way to go --

out --

and it was going to take Guy's
steering wheel knob right along with it.

Sort of a homemade mortar.

Step on it.
We gotta get closer to them.

Are you creating
another obstacle for them?

Yep, that's the idea.

Duck!

Next time keep the car steady.

Push in the cigarette lighter.

Now all I need is this fuse.

The cigarette lighter ready?

Now what?

Touch it to the fuse
and pray this works.

What's he doing?

He's aiming something at us.

It worked.

Slow it down! No, no!

Phil, what are you doing?!

Phil, slow it... slow it...!

We got 'em.

To the victor
belongs the spoils.

Hallelujah.

Is everybody all right?

Yeah, yeah, just check the car.

Hey, what was that thing?

- I don't know, some sort of cannon.
- Where'd he get it?

"What was it? Where'd he get it?"
What difference does it make?

The radiator's shot,
we're out a set of wheels.

- So now what do we do?
- We do what we started out to do.

Nothing's changed.
I want that money.

- You mean we're going to walk?
- Exactly.

They have to stop sometime,
and when they do, I want be there.

Let's go.

Oh, my, listen to the engine.

I'm afraid it's serious.

Now the oil light is on.

I'm not sure,
but I'd say she's had it.

MacGyver,

I think this is
what they're after.

Is this all yours?

Well, uh, why, yes,

insofar as it's
in my possession.

- You see...
- There is no job, is there?

It is not my money.
I found it in the car.

What?

Project, Guy.

Those of us in the back row
would like to hear as well.

It is not my money.

I found it in the car.

And how did it get in the car?

I don't know.

- Oh, you don't know?
- No, I don't.

But you thought you'd
keep it anyway.

No.

Uh, excuse me, folks,
but I don't think we've got...

No? Then why
is it even in the car?

Why did you use it
to pay the motel bill, Guy? Why?

Because I'm tired of being
treated like an old fool.

I'm tired of being a failure.

I'm tired of the way
you had to live because of it.

I just wanted to make you happy.

Happy?

Happy that my husband
is a thief?

Happy that you lied to me?

Happy to have a carload
of hooligans shoot at us

and nearly run us off the road?

Do I look happy to you?

"Age cannot wither her,

nor custom stale
her infinite variety."

Antony and Cleopatra.
Act Two, Scene Two.

Uh, Mrs. Roberts?

If it helps any,

this is probably
more my fault than Guy's.

Unless I miss my guess,
this money was meant for me.

- June...
- You be quiet.

You've gotten us into
enough trouble already.

Look, if we leave
the money here,

will they leave us alone?

They don't strike me as the type

to let bygones be bygones,
ma'am.

I think we're going
to have to keep on moving.

Where do you suggest we move to?

I'm afraid the old girl
hasn't got it in her

to carry us any further.

Guy, what does that look like
to you down there?

A deserted town perhaps.

It probably is.

But at least we won't
be out in the open any longer.

Come on, hop in.

- Got it in neutral?
- Yes.

I'm hot, I'm tired,
and I'm thirsty.

- How long we gonna keep this up?
- Hey, can it, would you?

I'm sick of hearing
you complain.

Yeah? Well, I'm sick of
you wasting our time, man.

When are you going to get it?

They got away.
They're not going to stop,

and we're not going
to get that money back.

Hey. You're wrong.

We're not giving up.

Now you start moving.

- How long?
- Yeah.

Now how long are we just going
to keep walking like this?

You can walk now or you can
run for the rest of your life

because that's what you're going
to have to do

to stay alive
if we don't get that money back.

What?

Oil.

Fresh oil.

Big deal.

It is a big deal.

If their car's leaking
this much oil,

it's not going
to take them much farther.

We got 'em.

If I can get us on a
good roll down this hill,

we can coast all
the way to that town.

This is humiliating.

I've never driven this car
so slowly before in my life.

MacGyver, do you think those
nasty men will follow us here?

Well, this seems to be
the only town around.

We'll just have to be ready
for 'em in case they do.

I do hope we've
seen the last of them.

My feet are killing me.

Shut up!

Well, this is where the hill runs out.

Welcome to Main Street.

What a place to be stranded --

a deserted town,
miles from civilization,

hotter than Hades.

Oh, what I'd give for a nice,
tall drink of ice water.

It'll be cooler in the shade.

Why don't you stop the car
under this tree?

What a good idea.

I'm not so sure we want to
leave the car out in the open, Guy.

Let's put her behind that shed.

It should be less obvious there,

just in case our friends
manage to find a ride into town.

I think we got 'em. Come on.

Oh...

Well, now what?

Well, this much money
never seemed real to me.

Well, it's real now, Guy.

Maybe not.
Can I see one of those?

Why was it so important
for Tony to give me this money?

Paper's good.

Ink's all right.

- Can I see some more?
- Mm, sure.

I think we're dealing
with counterfeiters.

All the serial numbers
on these bills are the same.

No wonder they're so anxious
to get their hands on the money.

They're not going to give up
until they have it, are they?

We're not about to give up,
either, ma'am.

I got a plan.

Guy, I want you to pull
the horn out of your car.

I think I can put
it to good use.

The town should be
just around this bend,

and then we'll have 'em...
and the money.

What makes you think
they're going to be there?

Dead car, senior citizens.

Where else would they go?

I knew it was only
a matter of time

before those guys paid us
a visit,

and I didn't exactly want
to throw out a welcome mat,

so as soon as I got
the car horn,

I'd be able to put
the finishing touches

on a doorbell
with a rather piercing ring.

To do that, I needed some wire
and two metal contact points --

the front door handle
and the horseshoe.

Connect 'em both
to this battery,

and I should have
a proper greeting.

We got 'em now.

June, I...

Oh, Guy, I'm
so disappointed in you.

Here's the horn you asked for.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, MacGyver, what have I done?

Was it worth it
to tarry her up like this?

I think it'd be best you
didn't think about it, sir.

But I can guarantee you,

when this is all over,

she'll be back
just the way you remember her.

Oh, you're a good chap,

but I'm afraid it's not
quite as simple as that.

I've never seen her
like this before.

Well, you probably never quite put
her through anything like this before.

Perhaps not... but that's
hollow consolation.

Yeah, I know she may not look
like much now...

Not look like much?

I'll have you know
that she looks as good now

as the day I married her.

Married?

You're talking about June.

Well, yes, of course. June.

Who else
would I be talking about?

Uh...

I'd give anything to get her
to talk to me again.

What are you up to now?

Well, a good relationship
is a lot like a car.

If you want it to work smoothly,

you got to put
a lot of work into it...

and have the right tools.

Flowers make a pretty good tool
for that kind of job.

Now it's up to you
to do the work.

MacGyver, thank you.

June...

I'd like to say I'm sorry...

for everything --

for taking you
away from Hollywood,

from your friends,
from your career;

for having to put up
with my insufferable pride

and intolerable ego.

Guy Roberts,

do you honestly
believe you could

make me do anything
I didn't want to do?

I've spent my life with you
because I've wanted to,

because I love you.

Oh, Guy.

"Doubt that the stars are fire,

"Doubt that the sun doth move,

"Doubt truth to be a liar,

But never doubt
my love."

They're beautiful.

I think they're beautiful, too.

Why don't you folks just get up
and join me outside?

Sounds like my boys found
your car.

All right, old man,
where's the money?

In the front.

Go get it.

When you've got the money,
you will leave us alone, won't you?

Sure, lady, just as soon as...

En garde!

Guy, watch out!

Whoa...

My hero!

Hey, I got it!

Guy Roberts from The Late Show,

Rampage of the Round Table,
Night of a Thousand Days.

That Guy Roberts?

Yes, that's it.

That's it precisely.

That Guy Roberts.

You know, he actually knows me.

Somebody...
actually remembers.

Oh, Hollywood has
changed so much.

This used to be the Club Oasis.

Mm, everybody used to come here.

Now it's just an old body shop.

Aw, come on, now, kids,

there's still a little bit
of Hollywood magic left here.

Pete!

Showtime.

Voilà!

Oh, Guy, she's beautiful.

It's unbelievable.

I told you it could be fixed.

Well, it looks like your
bonus is appreciated...

and well deserved, too.

You stopped the boys
with the funny money

from saturating the
entire West Coast with it.

Got the plates, too.

- Well, good.
- A-ha!

What?

A scratch.

Thread.

When I was about ten,
I got my first chemistry set.

I've been a beaker
and test tube nut ever since.

My mom said I was gonna
come up with a formula

that would either
improve the world...

or blow up the house.

I kind of felt like
I was in an old movie.

The sound of the rain
and thunder,

the flashes of lightning,

and me working alone
on a top secret project.

I'm not sure why,
but I could sense

that this time
everything was gonna click,

and that I'd finally
complete the formula

I'd been working on
for such a long time.

But I also knew

that every drop I added
to the mixture

could mean the difference
between success and failure,

between Jekyll...

and Hyde.

Whenever they talk

about an overnight
scientific breakthrough,

you can bet it took years
of trial and error,

and when all those experiments
look like they're about to pay off...

well, you can get a kind of
tunnel vision.

All you see are
those glass tubes,

and the rest of the world
just sort of disappears.

Hi, Harry.

Raining out?

No, I took a walk in a car wash.

You've been gone
an awful long time.

Ain't you been workin' on this
long enough, whatever it is?

Yes, I certainly have.

It's time for the test.

What kind of a test?

The ultimate test.

Well, hold it! What if you got the
wrong kind of bromide in there?

Bud? You okay?

Speak to me.

It's great.
You got to have some.

Not till you tell me what it is.

It's eggnog --
non-alcoholic eggnog.

Non-alcoholic eggnog?

- You're puttin' me on, Bud.
- Nope.

You sure the world
needs a drink like this?

What happened to your finger?

Oh, the perils of science.
Drink up.

Hope you didn't spend too
much time developin' this.

Another December 14.

Hard to believe
it's been 25 years.

I'm glad you're here, Harry.

Especially today.

Well, when you said

we were gonna see Gretzky
and the Oilers,

I figured, uh,
it was worth a trip.

Yeah.

It's been two hours.

This operation against
the Phoenix Foundation

is never gonna work.

I don't remember
asking your opinion.

How much longer
are we gonna wait?

As long as it takes
for Murphy to come out.

What makes you think
that the building's empty?

It's Sunday night.

Murphy's is the only car here.

Well, someone else
could show up.

- Maybe Karl...
- No names!

The Liberation Front
hired me to do this job.

They sent you to back me up.

We go inside,
we activate the device,

the building blows up,
and we walk away,

never to see each other again.

Is that clear?

Yeah.

Good.

I can't wait to see
Gretzky and those Oilers skate!

Our seats anywhere near the ice?

Close enough to hear some pretty
outrageous language.

Ah, great! Never
seen Gretzky in person.

Figured I never would, uh...

- What's the matter?
- The tickets.

- Where are they?
- I don't know.

You don't know?!

Did you lose 'em?

Come all the way from Minnesota
to see this game.

- Harry, will you let me...?
- Well, what...

- Let me think, let me think.
- Well...

- He gave 'em to me in his office.
- What? Uh...

We went down to the computer bay
to access the Tompkins file;

- back to his office...
- I... Oh...

They got to be at the
Phoenix Foundation.

- Well...
- Come on, Harry.

We can still make
opening face-off.

There's Murphy.

Murphy's a woman!

What sharp little eyes you have.

Let's go.

Ah, aren't you
from the eighth floor?

Uh, physics research
or something like that?

Fourth. Demographics.

Oh, yeah.

I thought
I'd seen you someplace before.

I'm Victoria James.

Susan Murphy.

Find her car key and put the
body in the trunk of the car.

Wait!

...I'd seen you someplace before.

I'm Victoria James.

Susan Murphy.

I love the fuzz, Harry.

You run out of shaving cream
back home or what?

Ah, I forgot
to do it this morning.

Harry Jackson, you've got
that sandpaper beard again.

Will you please remember
to shave?

You know, it's
got to be at least

20 years since we've
seen a game together.

Yeah.

I don't want to miss a second
of it, either.

Nah, don't worry.
I know all the shortcuts.

Remember, when you were a kid,

that winter I taught you
how to skate backwards?

Oh, I can't forget it.

Spent the whole winter
on my butt.

Do you ever think of
puttin' doors in this thing

before somebody gets drowned?

Haven't lost a
passenger yet, Harry.

Hey, bud, where
in the Sam Hill are you goin'?

Dad...

who's Sam Hill?

You been talkin' to your
Grandpa Harry again?

Yeah.

Who's Sam Hill?

I don't know why the
Front's using her.

She doesn't believe in
what we're fighting for.

She's only in it for the money.

Look, we've used
outsiders before.

She designed and planted
the bomb at the airport.

She's supposed to be very good.

Huh? If she's so good, how
come the bomb didn't go off?

It didn't go off because
my support team

virtually invited the police
to the scene,

not to mention the experts
from the Phoenix Foundation.

Hey, we don't like
the Phoenix Foundation

any more than you do.

And they're gonna pay the price
for interfering with our plans.

Well, I don't really care
about your reasons.

I'm going to detonate the device

because I don't want it
traced back to me.

Leave the doors open
and watch for my signal.

Help you, miss?

Excuse me,
I've lost my voice; I can't...

What's that again?

Come on!

He'll be out for a couple of hours.
Lock him in an elevator.

What floor are we going to?

Eight. That's where
the main computer is.

Release one of the elevators.

You'll get a kick out
of seeing the Phoenix Foundation.

I got no time for sightseein'.

Not if we're goin' to
a hockey game... ahh...

Whew!

Come on, bud, we got to go.

Oh, keep your hat on, Harry.

There's 60 minutes of ice time.

There's plenty of time.

Card key access verified.

Voice identification, please.

Susan Murphy.

That was perfect!

That tape recorder
worked perfect!

It's a laser-assisted
digital recorder.

I built it.

Why do you need the computer?

Why don't we just set the bomb
and blow the building up?

In order for me to
activate the device,

I have to do one
very important thing.

Can you guess what that is?

Find it?

Very good.

Hi. How are you
doing tonight?

Where's Lou?

Ah, home sick.
Touch of the flu, I hear.

Ah, it's going around.

Name's MacGyver.

I'm on the clearance list.

I left some hockey tickets
upstairs.

He's with me.

I'll release the
elevator for you then.

- I'd appreciate it.
- Mm-hmm.

Use car number two.

How we doin'?

I'm doing fine.

Would you put that
cigarette out?

Surprised they'd let you in
without an I.D.

Well, you told 'em
I was with you.

Yeah, but Security's
usually a little more strict

about who they let in here.

Got a call from downstairs.

Two guys are coming up.

I haven't located
the device yet.

Uh, take the equipment
and get out of here.

I'll meet you in the stairwell.

I'm telling you,
we'll never make the game.

Can't see the game
without tickets, Harry.

Card key access verified.

Voice identification, please.

MacGyver.

Sunday night? That's what
I call dedication.

Well, it's what I call fear.

My boss says he
wants these figures

by Monday morning,
or I am doomed.

My name's MacGyver.

This is my grandfather,
Harry Jackson.

Susan Murphy.

I've heard an awful lot
about you.

Anything good?

Some.

We better get moving.

Yeah, Harry, we will.
Um, what kind of work you doing?

Oh, I just had to access
some demographic figures.

I'm almost through now.

- Bud...
- Yeah, okay, Harry.

We'll see you again.

I'm sure of it.

Well, I know I didn't leave
the tickets in the computer bay.

They got to be here somewhere.

There it is.

Nice to meet you!

Maybe the tickets aren't here.
Maybe your friend Pete took 'em.

No, he doesn't like hockey.

How can you work
for a guy like that?

Call the lobby.

Tell him to kill the elevators
and secure the stairwell door.

What for?

Have him cut the outside phone lines
but not the intercom system.

I don't see why
you're doing this.

You don't have to see
why I'm doing it.

Just do what I tell you.

Get on the cellular phone.
I want to talk to your people.

Are we going to blow
the building now?

Soon. We're going to blow
the building soon.

I don't think we're going
to make it to that game.

Come on, Harry, be positive.

I'm positive we ain't
gonna make it to that game.

The Liberation Front.

Yes, I've located the device,

but there's a man in the
building named MacGyver.

Wasn't he the one who stopped
your assassination attempt in Kuwait?

Yes, I thought you might.

Of course I can, but he's
not part of our original deal.

I got it!

When Pete and I came
back from the computer bay,

we were talking about
the Tompkins file.

- What are you looking for?
- The Tompkins file.

There they are! Let's go!

Yes, but the point is,

how much is MacGyver
worth to you?

Somehow I think you can do
a lot better than that.

Done.

Get MacGyver and the old man.

Why bother?

The building's locked down.

You're gonna set the bomb...

He's smart enough
to figure a way out

before I can arm the device.

MacGyver is the best man
that the Phoenix Foundation has.

If he's dead,
it'll help your cause.

You don't know anything
about our cause.

No, but I know a lot about
$100,000,

which is what the Front
is willing to pay.

Find him. Kill him.

Kill 'em both.

Bud, I got to hand it to you.

I never thought
we'd find 'em in time.

I knew these tickets would
show up sooner or later.

At my age, they'd
better show up sooner.

Oh, come on, Harry.
You're going to go on forever.

That's what I used to think.

Oh, just for safekeeping,
I'll put these puppies in my pocket.

I'm going to put these puppies
in my pocket.

How come you want me
to call you Harry?

That's my name.

But you're my grandpa.

Yep... but "grandpa"
is for an old man.

Name's Harry.

Your move.

What's wrong with this thing?

Huh?

You don't suppose
they forgot we're in here,

shut down the whole building?

No. We haven't
signed out yet.

Something's weird here.

Lipstick.

What?

That girl we just met -- Susan?

She was wearing lipstick,
but there wasn't any on her cigarette.

What cigarette?

You didn't smell the
smoke in the room?

There was a fresh cigarette in
the ashtray, but no lipstick on it.

Plus, she said she was
working demographics.

The demographic
department's on the fourth floor.

This is the eighth.

A security guard I've
never seen before...

I don't like what's
going on here.

Let's check the stairway.

- What are you doing?
- Shh! Quiet.

Look out, Harry...

What the hell's going on?
Why are they shooting at us?

I guess those tickets
are hotter than I thought.

What are you doin'?

Slowing down the hydraulics
on this door.

Come on.

Let's go, Harry.

That's easy for you to say.

You're not running on my knees.

Put the equipment down.

Open the cases,
but don't take anything out.

D-Don't touch that.

That's the bomb?

Looks just like
a little suitcase.

Yes, well, I find it more
convenient than a brown paper bag.

What's your name, anyway?

Fred.

But you said you didn't want
to know our names.

Yours I want to remember.

Come on, let's get to work.

This is a fire door.

It's never supposed
to be locked.

There's a New York lock on it.

It's got a suction base --

the harder you push,
the stronger it gets.

Who put it there?

I'd be willing to guess
that guy at the desk.

You sayin' we're
trapped in here?

Yeah.

Why'd they wanna do that?

I don't know, Harry.
I really don't know.

Where are we goin'?

There's a lab
on the third floor.

Maybe we can find what we need
to open that door.

You all right?

There was a time
I could run all day

without breakin' a sweat.

I tell ya,
it's hell gettin' old.

Age is only in the mind, Harry.

Well, my mind tells me
I'm gettin' old.

I'd better call Pete.
He can get things moving.

Line's dead.

Let's get to that lab.

They gotta be around here
somewhere.

Wouldn't it have been easier
just to bring another bomb

and set it off in the basement?

I don't want anything
left of this one.

I built it.

The design is as personal
as a fingerprint.

The longer they
have to study it,

the closer they get to me.

I don't want anybody
closing in on me.

There's gotta be a reason
those guys are after us.

You know some secrets
about this Phoenix place?

No, the foundation
just does research, Harry.

It's a think tank.

Well, we're goin' in the tank if
we don't think of a way outta here.

If we can't push
through that New York lock,

maybe we can slide it
out of the way.

What have ya got in mind?

Dry cell batteries and
copper wire and an iron bar.

Think I know
what you're goin' for.

Oughta work fine.

I hope so.

There's our 24 volts of juice.

This'll be our iron bar.

And that's where they
keep the good stuff, Harry.

I knew it.

Help me out here, Harry.

Remind you of that magnet
I built that summer?

You used it to pick up shoeing
nails out of the horse stalls.

Seems kinda strange not bein'
up at the farm this time of year.

Always wanted to be alone
about this time.

Yeah, I've asked you down
every year.

I was surprised
when you said yes.

Yeah.

This evenin', uh,
back at your place...

Reason I was gone so long...

couldn't remember where I was.

Everything...
seemed the same.

Huh.

Well, you don't know
the neighborhood.

Oh... that ain't it.

Last month, I was plowin'...

I couldn't find my way
back to the barn.

Been workin' that same piece
of land for 20 years.

If you've been feelin' like this,
why didn't you come down and talk?

That's what families are for.

I've been scared
of that damn bus ride.

I had this picture in my
mind of dyin' on that bus,

all by myself.

I'm scared of that, bud.

I never thought
you'd be scared of anything.

Never was till now.

You know, when I was a kid,
I used to have nightmares,

and you used to tell me...

"Being scared's a lot worse
when you're all alone."

I was right.

You're not alone, Harry.

Neither am I.

It's just taken us an awful
long time to figure that out.

All right.

Why are you doing this?

Just for the money?

No, Fred,
not just for the money.

For the chance to work
with pros like you.

Some of these gizmos

look like they're straight
out of Flash Gordon.

Oh, we passed Flash Gordon
a long time ago.

What's that, a sonic blaster?

Electric razor.

The head guy of the lab
gets 5:00 shadow around noon.

Well, as long as
you're going to the store,

would you pick up
some cigars for me?

I'm all out.

All right, but I'm going
to get you a new razor.

And when you get back,
I'm going to get you.

Ready?

You drive careful, Jim.

Cats and dogs out there.

See you in a bit.

Harry... Harry?

Hmm?

You with me?

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm not ready for that yet.

You've seen a lot of the
Phoenix Foundation, after all.

Yeah, but if those guys think

I'm paying for the tour,
they're crazy.

Things like this happen
to you often?

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
they do.

Hold that bar steady.

Another wrap and
we're out of here.

Shorted the system.
The lock is jammed.

Rotten eggs.

That's hydrogen sulfide.
That stuff will kill us.

Give me your scarf.
Harry, take off your coat.

Put it over your nose
and breathe through it.

Stand on these boxes.

This gas is a lot more
concentrated on the floor.

I'm going to need an electric
current to open that door.

Lightbulb.

No, it'd take too long.

There's too much rigging.

Normally I wouldn't have
to tell anybody this...

but stand very still.

You mean it could go off?

I'm a statue.

Is it armed now?

And I thought you were
new at this.

I got 'em --

MacGyver and the old man.

Locked 'em in a room,
turned on the gas,

and they should be dead by now.

They were alive
when you left them?

Yeah, but, uh...

I want you to make sure
they're dead.

- What about the bomb?
- Don't worry about it.

I won't set it until after you confirm
the kill on MacGyver and the old man.

I have to set the timer now.
Hand me that roll of cable.

What're you doing?

Did you ever...
rub your feet on a carpet

and then zap somebody?

That's about what I'm doing.

That's all we need,
just one little spark.

Come on, Harry.

I can't make it.

Come on, Harry,
wait for me in here.

Now, why there?

Because you can't wait
out here in the hallway.

Hopefully, they won't look
for you in here.

I'll be back in a minute.

There were two obstacles keeping

Harry and me from getting out
of the building:

the lock on the door and
the guard who put it there.

Moving that New York lock
from my side of the door

meant I had to make an
electrical device,

one that had enough power

to slide the lock out
of position --

a pretty mechanical operation.

As for getting rid of the guard,

I figured that'd require
a more personal touch.

When Ben Franklin stood out
in the storm

with his kite and key,
he probably didn't know

how much electricity was going
to mean to future generations.

I hoped Mr. Franklin's
discovery

was going to give me
another shot at my future.

By running a current from the batteries
through the piece of stainless steel,

I wanted to rearrange
the electrons

into neat little rows.

If the voltage was
strong enough,

I'd have just what I needed
to move the lock...

an electromagnet.

Look what I found.

Where's MacGyver?

He's getting out of here.

Going for the police.

Harry, isn't it?

Nice to see you again.
Sit down.

You mean you're the one
behind all this?

I thought you worked here.

Just for tonight.

Tie him up.

Harry?

Harry?!

Where's the kid?

Don't worry about him.

What're you talking about?

Hey, what's the idea?

My agreement with
the Liberation Front

is that you're all expendable.

Besides that,

you annoy me.

Mr. MacGyver...

it seems that everything

I've heard about you is true.

You are a very resourceful man.

I admire that.

However...

I am going to activate the
Liberation Front's explosive device.

It will detonate in 15 minutes.

I'm going to leave
the building now.

You're perfectly free
to leave, too.

But I don't think you will...

because I have your grandfather
sitting on top of the bomb.

Say hello to him, Harry.

Get out of here, bud!

See?

I really do have him.

And if I'm any judge
of human nature,

you're going to spend
the last 15 minutes

of your life looking for him.

Goodbye, Mr. MacGyver.

You must be out of your mind.

You're just plain crazy.

Goodbye to you, too, Harry.

Front row seat, Harry.

Card key access verified.

Come on!

- Voice identification please.
- MacGyver.

I knew if Harry and I were
gonna live long enough

to see Wayne Gretzky
play hockey,

I had to diffuse that bomb.

But first I had to find it.

That didn't strike me
as too big a problem

because the Phoenix Foundation
has an inventory file

so detailed, it can tell you
how many paper clips

are in the eighth floor
supply room.

I knew you'd try to access
the inventory file.

That's because I'm
a very resourceful man.

I thought you were leaving.

Couldn't run the risk that you'd
find the device and disarm it.

Oh, yeah, you think
I could do that?

Don't be modest.

Everybody knows
MacGyver's MacGyver.

Yeah. So, uh, who are you?

Victoria James...
this week.

You're probably aware
of some of my work.

We're cut from the same cloth,
you and I, both professionals.

Yeah, right.

Well, this professional
doesn't take hostages.

I needed Harry to make sure
you wouldn't leave the building.

Well, I didn't, so now you can
let him go. Right?

Sorry. Nothing personal.

Goodbye, MacGyver.

Give up?

This is going to be a test.

May the best person win.

I really expected much more
of a fight, MacGyver.

Sorry to disappoint you.

That's all right.

I still enjoyed
every minute of it.

But I really have to go now.

It's funny how when you
want time to move along,

it never does.

But when you're
running out of time,

it disappears much too soon.

I know, bud.

Mr. Harry Jackson?

Yes.

Your wife Celia Jackson?

Son-in-law James MacGyver?

What happened?

I'm sorry to tell you, sir,
but there's been an accident.

Car went off the road,
down into Miller's Creek.

They both drowned.

I'm real sorry.

I'm not gonna lose you,
too, Harry.

Harry... I hope you can hear me.

If you can,
listen real carefully.

We're gonna make it outta here.

I'm on the eighth floor.

I need you to give me
some kind of signal.

We can still make the third
period of that hockey game...

but I need a signal.

Something, Harry.
Anything. Please.

My chances of finding
Harry in this building

were about as good
as sneaking into Fort Knox

through the back door.

Unless there was a back door
into that inventory file

that Victoria hadn't erased.

All the computers at Phoenix
have backup memories

in case the primary
data's erased.

I had to find that backup
inventory file.

You really have to know the
foundation's computer system

in order to access
a backup file.

I was pretty sure
Victoria didn't.

I was wrong.

Fifth floor. Gotcha, Harry.

Harry?

Harry?!

Harry!

The bomb's set to go off in
a couple of minutes. Let's go!

We'd never get out of
the building in time.

I gotta disarm it.

Shot him without blinkin' an eye.

Yeah, well, she's dead now.

Now, there are three
microcircuit boards --

they prime the bomb.

Can you take 'em out?

Nah, they're integrated
into the triggering mechanism.

If I try to disconnect them
or even move this case,

we are history.

Tools. I need tools.

We got a minute to go, bud.
Willya hurry?

I gotta cut these wires.

Break the connection between
the trigger and the timer.

I can't reach them.

Just pry the top off.
It's only plastic.

Harry, there's a mercury
switch in there.

Any sudden move'll set it off.

20 seconds.

Oh... yeah.

Did you do it?

I don't know.

Oh... Oh!

All right!

You know, I figured if I can
make it through a night like this,

then I must be in
pretty good shape.

Like I told you, Harry,
you're gonna go on forever.

Oh... I don't think so.

But, uh, I'm gonna make
that hockey game.

Harry!

Are you sure you
can't stay a little longer?

I gotta get back home.

What's the rush?

I have a lot of things to do.

I'm gonna fix that leak
in the roof.

It's gotta last me
another 20 years.

Well...

Another day.

I still miss 'em.

We always will.

Well... here we go.

Where are you goin'?

With you.

Wha...?

Well, first of all, you packed
half my stuff in your suitcase.

And I want to spend some time
with my grandpa.

I think I got something.

What'd you find?

Looks like a cooking pot.

Could possibly be
Apalachee Indian.

It is! Look at the water symbol.

- That's Apalachee.
- Right!

- This some kind of test?
- You just passed it.

We should be able to take
the lady and the kid

without any trouble.

What if he acts up?

What's the matter?
You can't handle a teenager?

It's nice here, isn't it?

Mmm, I love it.

Pete and I came down here
once before you were born.

We spent a week in New Orleans

and then ate our way through
the Cajun country.

We had a wonderful time.

Mom, can we not talk about him?

Michael, he's your father.

Pete Thornton
was a part-time father.

And you don't have to defend him.
You divorced him, remember?

Look, I know it's childish,

but when he didn't show up for
my high school graduation, it hurt.

It was his work, Michael.

He was always using that
for an excuse.

Look, he promised me
he'd be there and he wasn't.

What was that?

Who are you?
What's going on here?

Wh-Wh-What do you want?

- Come here!
- What're you doing?

Move 'em closer together.

Get away from her!

What do you want?

What are you...

Let go of me!

Let her up!
You're hurting her!

No, no...

Okay, now hold her there.

Look at the camera.

Smile, lady.

We're gonna make you a star.

Please, what do you want?

It's a nightmare!

That's my family!

And it's all because of me.
I'm sure of that.

Do you have any idea
who these guys are?

No. The message is
a computer printout.

No marks, no prints,
no way to trace it.

Real professional.

What about the videotape?

I've had experts go over it.
Nothing.

No, all these kidnappers
want is me.

The message begins with me
flying into

Sherman Parish Airport,
Louisiana, tomorrow morning.

And I'll just bet they want
you arriving without company.

Yeah, or else Connie
and Michael are dead.

Well, I guess I got
a plane to catch.

What?

Well, I figure I should get
to Louisiana before you do

so they don't connect us.

I can't ask you to help me
on this one.

So don't ask.

Frank? Oh, you surprised me.

Surprise kills.

Remember that.

It's all arranged.

You'll pick up Thornton
in the morning.

I'm counting on you.

Don't worry.

Don't underestimate him.

Failure is betrayal.

Welcome to my small slice
of the world, Connie... Michael.

Who are you?

I'm an old friend
of your father's.

I've been looking forward
to our meeting one day, Connie.

What do you want from us?

I want to see the light
of happiness in your eyes.

And then I want to watch
that light go out.

You're crazy.

Am I?

Who do you think arranged
for the grant

that brought you both down here?

That's right.

You're bait to attract
your husband... your father...

Peter Thornton.

My plane got into Louisiana

three hours before
Pete Thornton was due.

It gave me time to rent a bike
and get a map.

Pete was scheduled to arrive
right about now.

He'd been instructed to hire a cab
and proceed to Parish Road, M-12,

a dirt road right
in the middle of nowhere.

As soon as he was contacted
by the kidnappers,

we planned to activate
our communications system.

He was wearing one of those
ultra-modern watches --

tells time, reads the date,

and sends out a radio signal.

I had the receiver.

So I could be out of sight...

but not out of touch.

You sure this is where
you want let off, Mister?

Yeah, thanks.

Get in, Mr. Thornton.

You're right on time.

I want to know
if my family's all right.

No talking.

I had to stay in radio range
or lose him.

Sometimes the best way to
follow a car without being spotted

is not to follow at all...

especially when you have
a transmitter working for you.

Empty wagon parked in the middle
of Bayou country with nobody around

gave rise to a
very strong notion.

They planned a vehicle switch.

Figured I should hang around
to see which road they'd take.

Out. This is where
we switch transportation.

So what's this all about?

Simple...

I don't trust you.

Now get your clothes off.
Everything you got on.

What's the matter?
You think I'm wired?

We're wasting time,
Mr. Thornton.

Whatever you say.

- Everything?
- All of it!

Your shoes, your socks,
jewelry, the whole bit.

Hey, what about my money
and personal papers?

And I thought it was your family
you were worried about.

All right.

You made your point.

Just hurry it up.

It's a good thing we don't
have a plane to catch.

Thornton, we don't have all day.

Listen, anybody could come
driving down the road here.

I'm a little shy.

Do you, do you mind if I
finish dressing over there?

Long as we watch.

Sure.

You guys are really nervous.

We're careful.

You know, if you guys
really think I'm wired,

you should check everything.

I could have a micro-transistor
in my shirt buttons.

Come on, move it.

Maybe I've got
radioactive toenails.

Then maybe we ought
to pull 'em out!

You wanna start
something out here

in front of God and everybody,
go right ahead.

- Push it.
- Knock it off!

Come on, get those clothes on.
We're runnin' late.

Oh, we're on a schedule?

Where are we goin'?

You'll find out when we get there.

Just keep movin'.

You're startin' to get
on my nerves.

Will you hurry up?

You don't really think I'd risk
having someone follow me, do you?

Maybe. Maybe not.

This way we have nothing
to worry about, do we?

Now what?

Step right in.

Don't you have somethin'
to finish?

All right, get movin'.

You can keep the cash.

Burn everything else.

Good morning.

Keep your mouth shut.

The signal was getting stronger,

which meant the vehicle was
coming back toward me in a hurry.

Nobody in it but the driver.

They had Pete and I had
no way of tracking him.

All I could do was time my ride

and estimate where
they were let off.

Excuse me.

You wouldn't happen to have
seen a couple of guys

come by here with a...

No... I ain't seen nothing.

And I'm busy.

What kind of flies you use?

If you don't mind my asking.

My own. Ties 'em myself.

Well, as long as they work.

You fish?

When I have time.

What do you pull out of here
besides catfish?

Any bass or crappie?

Bass, for sure.

My name's Obadiah Moss.

MacGyver.

I'd sure like to try this.

But I'm looking for a friend
right now.

Guy may have come by here about
ten, 12 minutes ago

with a couple of other fellas.

Your friend bald?

Kind of on the hefty side?

That's Pete.

Well, I might have seen him.

I'd sure appreciate anything
you could tell me.

They got into a skiff
and headed upriver.

Any idea where
they might be headed?

Into the swamp.

About 800 mile of it.

Bayous, shallows, gators
and snakes.

Sounds like a great place
to get lost.

For sure.

'Ceptin' this bayou runs
straight up for a mile,

then she splits.

You take the right channel,

she take you right
to Gator Camp.

Can't miss it.

Big old branch in the water
with a tire nailed on it.

And you think that could be
where they're going?

Ain't no "could be."

Gator Camp only dry land
for 60 miles.

Them old boys with your friend?

I spied them there a week back.

Didn't care to stop and chat
with 'em then neither.

Yep. They sound like the guys
I'm looking for.

I'm grateful.

My pleasure, son.

Fishermen's got
to help each other.

Besides, uh, your friend...

he didn't look real happy.

Yeah, that figures.

Listen, Obadiah, I'd sure try
and make you a good deal

if you'd rent me your boat.

Ain't worth too much.

Engine, she's liable
to just up and stop on ya.

I'll risk it.

How much further?

Relax. Enjoy the view.

I'm worried about my family.

Do you mind?

They're fine... so far.

Thanks a lot.

Take care now, you hear?

Riverhead One to Gator Camp.
Do you read me?

I read you, Riverhead One.

Go on.

There's a man following
Thornton.

Name of MacGyver.

MacGyver. Of course.

Pete would bring MacGyver.

I sent him upriver in my skiff.

He should reach the tire
on the branch in the river

at approximately 1100 hours.

Good, very good.

Come on up.

You can help us bury MacGyver.

MacGyver...

Obadiah started out by saying
he hadn't seen anything.

But for someone who didn't seem
to want to get involved,

he sure wasn't too shy
about telling me

exactly where Pete
would be headed...

right for that old tire nailed
to the big branch.

Slow down, we're getting there.

Don't worry yourself.
I know the way.

Where are they?

They're locked up in the back.

Oh, Pete, thank God!

Michael, you...
you both all right?

Yeah.

Have you any idea
who's behind this?

It's been a long time, Peter.

Frank Bonner.

I thought you were dead.

Surprise.

You do know him.

We worked together once.

As I said, we go back
a long way, Michael.

Back into shadows and darkness.

Right, Peter?

Whatever happened,
whatever you think happened,

that's between you and me,
not my family.

- Let them go.
- I can't.

Not until we all hear the truth.

And then I will extract payment.

In full!

What's he talking about?

I don't know.

He's brought me here for some
crazy reason.

And he's dragged
you two into it.

He hates you, doesn't he?

He thinks he does.

Connie, I'm sorry.

I always used to say you
have such interesting friends.

Obadiah said he tied his own flies,

but the ones I saw stuck
in his hat were store bought.

Made me start thinking about
the directions he gave me.

He didn't want me to get lost,

but maybe he wanted me
to get found.

Well, I didn't want
to disappoint

whoever was going to be
looking for me.

He said he was a mercenary.
Who is he?

He was one of our top agents
until he went sour.

We all had to deal in violence,
but he enjoyed it.

How many other men have
you seen besides him?

Three.
The three who grabbed us.

Have you notified the FBI
or the police?

No, I couldn't risk that.

But I have got help coming.

MacGyver. He's a good friend.
You remember him.

One guy?

I thought with your work you
have a million connections.

They gave me instructions,
Michael.

If I had an army follow me in here,
they'd arrive and find us all dead.

MacGyver is the best I know.

Yeah, but he's still
only one man.

Come out.

Move!

Somebody once told me

that when you're alone
in enemy territory,

you have to stay low,
stay careful,

and make a moving target.

So I made one.

When it comes to art,
I'm no expert,

but I know what I like.

Corey, Frank gave us
a little job.

Stay close. You might
learn something.

Peter, I'd like your opinion
on a matter of tactics.

The use of a backup man.

Boone failed to pick him up,
but you failed, too.

What's the matter?
Did you forget the importance

of a secondary line of defense?

Your man's good,
but he's not perfect.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

MacGyver.

Dunn, come in.

I can hear his motor.

Figure maybe another 30 seconds.

You sure it's the same dude?

No question about it.

That's Obadiah's boat.

He's dead and he doesn't
even know it.

Hey, Frank...

that sound you heard?

We got him.

Message received.

Return to base...

and we'll go on with
our next piece of business.

Back in the room.

Well, the alligators ought
to be happy -- free lunch.

Just make sure they
don't leave anything.

Don't worry.

I'm going back to the cabin.

It was pretty obvious

that Obadiah had sold me
down the river,

so I wasn't too upset

that I hadn't given him
a deposit on his boat.

I figured I'd just shell out
a bonus to his buddies.

Hey, wish me luck.

'Cause if I don't make it back,
you could retire right here.

Look, we can't just sit here.

We wait.

We heard an explosion,
that's all.

MacGyver is damn hard to kill.

Oh, come on.
He's dead. Face it.

If we're going to do anything,
we have to do it right now.

- Michael, listen!
- Look, we're in here because of you.

And now you're gambling
Mom's life for one miracle man?

He's dead!

Temper, temper.

And to hell with you.

Oh-ho-ho!

Stop it!

I can ice him, Frank.

No!

No, not that way.

Not that quickly.

No...

And you, Michael,

if you ever raise
your voice to me again,

I'll cut your tongue out.

Why can't you just tell us
what you want?

He wants revenge.

I want justice!

What are you talking about?

Your husband...

killed my wife and my son.

This your courtroom, Frank?

You sit in that
chair over there.

I want your family
to hear the truth.

Three and a half years ago
in Yemen,

I was Pete's point man
in the field,

and I moved my wife
and my son there to live.

Well, that was your choice.

You said it was under control.

It was when we started.

Three other agents moved their
families there to live, too, remember?

Safety factor was fine.

You know what went wrong, Frank.

Corey,

give me the pliers.

Come on.

We were sent there
to keep the peace,

and we ended up in the middle
of a tribal war, didn't we?

And that's when you ran out
on me and my family.

Have you ever explained any of
this to your wife and your son?

Everything about that operation
was classified

until a couple of months ago.

I couldn't explain anything...

not even to my family.

What about my wife, and my son?

What I had was a donkey engine,

which got its name
because it works like a mule.

And I had a fair amount of rope.

By attaching the rope
to the engine,

I could create an awful lot
of pulling power,

the kind of power
that would hopefully

get Pete and his family out.

But I had one little problem.

I had to start the engine while
I was up close to the house,

which was about 50 feet away.

Sometimes, the only way
you can solve a problem

is to be in two places at once.

By splicing a piece
of wire into the rope

and then connecting it
to the ignition switch,

I had just what I needed...

a long distance starter cord.

Frank's wife and son
got caught in a guerrilla raid.

Like the rest of us.

The only difference was
they got caught alone

because you weren't there
to protect them.

I was in the field.

I sent them to you for safety.

And you ran out on them.

That's what you've been telling
yourself for the last three years?

That's what happened.

What happened
to the almost $800,000

you were given
to buy us information

so we could make
the right moves?

Don't change the subject.

Oh, that is the subject, Frank,

because you never
contacted anybody.

You never recruited anybody.
You never paid anybody.

You faked intelligence reports
and you kept the money.

What the hell
are you talking about?

You embezzled agency funds,
Frank,

so that when the
Sharit attacked,

we had no warning.
Not a clue!

Shut up! You're lying now
just like you did then.

Oh, you sent your wife
and your son to me, sure!

And you weren't there.

But it wasn't for
their safety, was it?

It was so they'd be out
of the way

while you shipped out the money
you'd stolen.

You weren't there!

No, because I got hit in the attack
you didn't warn us about.

The same attack
that killed your family.

No! You're responsible
for their death!

And payment will be made.

Shh!

You are the one
who's paying, Frank.

And it's killing you.

You can't lay your guilt on me.

It doesn't work.
It won't fit.

Look, what happened was terrible,

and you're going to have to live
with that your whole life.

But doing this isn't
going to help.

For God's sake, Frank,
we were friends once.

Friends?

That's good, Peter.

But not good enough.

There will be a death.

There will be an execution.

No...

Oh, I wouldn't dream
of killing him now.

I want him to learn
something first.

I want him to see his son dead

like I saw mine.

Dad!

In order for my plan to work,

I had to get the bad guys
out of the house.

To do that, I had
to get their attention.

This can of gas should do
the trick just fine.

An oil-soaked rag
makes a perfect fuse.

It'll burn slow

so I can get away
before I blow myself up.

It's very hard, I know.

Don't blame me.

Blame your father.

Now I want you to stand up.

Let's go outside very quietly.

Lock 'em up in the room, quick!

Come on, come on!

Move!

What's happening?

It's got to be MacGyver.

- Come on!
- Go!

Head that way!

I'll distract 'em.

Oh! Oh!

- Come on.
- Oh!

Don't even think about moving.

There's nothing
we can do right now.

- Come on.
- But Mom...

If we can get away,
we can come back.

Now come on.

Where's the boy?

Where is he?!

Find the boy!

Find him!

All right, move.

Move it!

Stay close.

- I think we lost 'em.
- Shh!

Get down.

Don't sweat it, we'll find them.

I want that MacGyver.

I don't know how
he got past me last time.

Hi. Name's MacGyver.

I know.

So what're we gonna do?

That guy, Bonner's, crazy.
He could kill my mom and Pete.

No, not while they're still
out hunting for us.

We got time.
You know what methane is?

Swamp gas.
Yeah.

I'm no chemist, but I know
it stinks and it burns.

It also explodes
when it's confined.

So, if we put some swamp gas
in a container,

we got a little bomb.

And for containers...

Bamboo?

To make bombs?

You bet.

It's hollow and it's got
its own built-in plugs.

So...

start cutting some lengths
about three, four feet.

Then we'll start
our own fireworks.

Well, I thought he was Corey.

I mean, he was wearing
Corey's fatigues.

He took Corey out.

And you.

You didn't find him.

It'll be dark soon, Frank.
We'll nail him in the morning.

Sure, all we got to do is wait.

Oh, is that your
expert opinion? Huh?

Then you take the first watch.

Go on.
Get out of here!

Methane's lighter
than gas, so it rises,

pushes the air out
of the bamboo piece

until it's full of gas.

Well, how do you know
when it's full?

Use your nose.

Whoa!

It's full.

This is the tricky part.

All right, there she is.

Loaded, armed and fused.

What if you're wrong?

I mean, methane's
supposed to burn, but...

You're right. So what do you
say we try a little field test, huh?

Whoa!

Oh, my God, it might work.

Yeah... it better.

Pete's a really good friend
of yours, isn't he?

The best.

You call him "Pete," huh?

Yeah, I guess that's
the way I think of him.

He was never very close.
Not much of a father.

Yeah, well, he's made some
mistakes, that's for sure.

He's not perfect.

But he tried, didn't he?

Yeah, I'll give him that.

It's just that he never
let me get close.

And I, I just found out
why he missed my graduation.

And he had a reason,
a good reason.

It's just that he never
explained it to me.

He never let me understand.

It was classified.
He couldn't.

That was three years ago.

And two of his men
were held hostage

for 31 months
of that three years.

He couldn't say anything.

He couldn't explain that?

Are you kidding me?
He took an oath.

He lives by that.

He wanted to tell you
when they were finally freed.

About five months back,
remember?

- You wouldn't see him.
- I was busy. I...

I didn't want to get in a fight.

I guess I was afraid
of being angry or hurt.

I don't know, I just...

I don't understand him.

Yeah, well, he doesn't
understand you very well either.

But he sure loves you.

When do you graduate
from college?

In two years. Why?

Invite him.

I can guarantee you
he'll be there.

It's over, Frank.

MacGyver's clear.

He'll be back tomorrow...
and he won't be alone.

Wrong.

The only way out of here's
by boat,

and we've got that covered.

Double check it.

And see that Dunn's
on his toes out there.

If this sours,

if I lose the boy,

the rules change.

Connie first, then you.

MacGyver!
Find him!

Let's go.
Outside.

Come on, move!

Mike!

Come on.

We gotta hustle.

They're out there.

They got Dunn.

Well, we'll give them
something to watch.

Shoot her!

Shoot her!

No...!

Stay here.

They're throwing bombs!

Where in the hell did they get 'em?

How do I know?

Look out!
There's another one!

Michael, no!

He was gonna kill you.

That's what he is,

not what we are, son.

Listen to your father, Mike.
You know he's right.

I call this my
Cajun cuisine special...

bayou burned blackened redfish.

Don't tell me you picked that up
while we were down in New Orleans?

Oh, I flew in early, remember?

I had time enough to collect
a few recipes, pass the time.

Are you sure you're supposed
to add that much Tabasco?

Trust me, Connie, trust me.

Come on, Mom, live dangerously.

Speaking of which --
he said subtly --

how would you like to go to
the Lakers game tomorrow night?

Are you all of a sudden
playing dad, Dad?

Yeah, I am.

In that case, it'd be terrific.

Great.

Listen, maybe
we could all go out

and, uh, have a bite afterwards?

No, Pete, thanks.

You two have a lot
to catch up on.

You know, Connie,
for what it's worth,

I, uh, I'm really proud of you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

the infamous MacGyver's Bayou
Burned Blackened Redfish.

Wha...! Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoops.

What do you say we send out
for cheeseburgers?

Ah, Siberia.

Not known for its tourist trade
or overpopulation.

That's exactly why
it's such a popular place

for political prisoners...

and nuclear facilities.

This is a nuclear
reconstitution plant.

The work is dangerous,

and they don't get
a lot of volunteers to do it.

So political prisoners
like Yuri Demetri get assigned.

- Howdy.
- Howdy.

Howdy? That's an
American greeting.

MacGyver?

Yuri Demetri?

How'd you like to go back
to the United States with me?

Your father's kind of anxious
to see you again.

- You saw my father?
- Yeah.

And he wants you to know
he's sorry

you've had to suffer
because of his defection.

So he arranged
all the papers and passport?

Well, not exactly.

No, that's crazy --
you can't get me

through the gates
without papers.

They will stop us.
They'll shoot.

Who said anything
about going through?

Hang tight.

"Hang tight"?

Hey, Yuri!

Oh, MacGyver, you're crazy!

It was a real trick getting
Yuri Demetri out of Russia,

but we finally made it.

And Yuri was already
making me appreciate

how much we take our freedom
for granted.

Uh, that'll be 18 bucks, pal.

There you go. Thanks.

That's where you live?

Yeah, that's it.

Good. Then I'll soon
see my father.

Just as soon as Pete
sends us a car.

Let's wait upstairs.
Come on.

There is a Mrs. MacGyver?

No, there's no
Mrs. MacGyver.

MacGyver! Hi!

Penny Parker,
what are you doing here?

Oh, well, you're probably
not gonna believe this,

but, um, you remember
that job I had?

No.

Oh, well, anyways,
it didn't work out.

So I got this other job
as a sales clerk

at one of those fancy stores
on Rodeo Drive,

and it was going
really, really well,

until I had
this little accident,

and, well,
after the fire truck came...

Fire truck?

Yeah. And the boss
got really mad

and he blew his top
and he fired me.

So... See, I'm kind
of broke, and I figured

you wouldn't mind
if I stayed here.

You don't mind, do you?

As a matter of fact,
I have a problem with that.

Well, I won't be here that long,
'cause I got another job.

That's why I'm dressed
like this.

♪ Hello, MacGyver,
how ya you been doin'? ♪

♪ So happy to see ya again ♪

I'm a singing telegram star.

See, I decided to go back
into show business.

It's always been my first love.

Who are you?

Yuri Demetri.
I love you.

That's so sweet.

Hi. I'm Penny Parker.

Penny, how did you get in here?

Oh, well, I told the manager
that I was your girlfriend,

and that I was kind of pregnant.

I don't believe this.

You are pregnant, and he
will not make you honest?

Then I'll marry her!

Yuri, she said that
to get in here.

Look, I'm going
on vacation tomorrow.

Well, then I can house-sit
for you.

Just till Friday?

I get my first paycheck then.
Please?

Here? Are you kidding me?

Look what you've
done to my place!

Oh, well, I'll clean it up.
I'll be good, I-I promise.

Penny, don't you have
any relatives, any friends?

I have you.

Till Friday?

Yeah.

Oh, thanks!

What time is it?

Oh, my gosh!
I'm gonna be late.

I have to deliver a telegram
to, um, the Bluesteins.

It's their 50th
wedding anniversary.

Here.

Bye, Yuri.
Nice meeting you.

Dosvidanio.

I'll bring your Jeep back when I'm done.

Jeep?

My Jeep?

What are you talking about?

Penny!

My Jeep?

Don't worry,
I'll fill the tank up with gas.

Come on, Julian, you can either
talk to us now or talk to us later --

a very painful later.

You know, it only takes 150
decibels to shatter the human ear.

I thought it would be more.

I told you,
no one knows about you!

I swear,
I just found out myself!

Sorry. Wrong answer.

- Is this really necessary?
- You tell me.

We're here to make a hit,
this guy knows about it;

I want to know who else
knows about it.

- What do you suggest?
- Yeah, get him a manicure?

You want to talk to him?

Come on, he's your friend.

You worked with him
for ten years!

They all look the same.

2258 and 30...

2224...

2216...

2210...

2202...

Oh, wow, um...

Oh, gosh, I guess I put
that address in here somewhere.

I know it had a lot
of twos in it.

Music! A party!

This must be it.

Okay.

Like the music, Julian?

Go ahead and scream.
Nobody can hear you.

Derek, get me off this thing!

Hello?

Did you hear that?

- Hear what?
- I knew it would work!

I got to hand it to you.

I had my doubts,
but you pulled it off.

What did you do?
What's wrong with him?

He passed out.
You feds got no stamina.

Popped his eardrums.

Hello? Hello?

Singing telegram.

Are you guys crazy?
What's the point?

It amuses us to test
the limits of the human body.

And it works; people talk.

Yeah, but he didn't
tell us anything.

He told us all we need to know.

He's the only one knows
about the hit we got planned.

We're in the clear.

All right, all right.
What now?

Now we kill him.

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ It's Mel and Claudia's
anniversary ♪

♪ For them I wrote
this little verse, you see ♪

♪ So sing and dance
and have some fun.. ♪

You're not the Bluesteins.

Grab her, Vince.

Stop!

Oh!

It's locked!

Terrific, she's gone.
Now what?

I got her license plate number.

Think you can track her down?

Maybe you can use that old
fed training of yours.

If we're not imposing.

While you do what?

Finish the business with Julian.

Then we're moving out
of this neighborhood.

You can meet us at
the old fish cannery.

Don't be so shaky, Derek.

Just find the girl.

We'll take care of the rest.

Yeah, we enjoy our work.

Yes, I think we can find
room for him temporarily.

We'll take full responsibility.

Yes, I understand.

We'll look after him.

Small change of plans, Yuri.

Your father's been sent to
New York for security reasons,

so now you're gonna
join him there tomorrow

after the State Department
has had time to debrief you.

So I'll spend some time
with my new American friends,

MacGyver and Penny Parker.

No, no, I'm afraid you're gonna
have to stay right here.

And, MacGyver, I want you to go
with him all the way to New York.

Now wait a minute.

Aren't you the guy that
told me to go to Russia

and then take some time off?

Pete...

- I went to Russia.
- I know you did.

But what's one more day?

Besides, we don't want
Yuri traveling

with some rookie agent that
he doesn't even know, do we?

Right.

What's one more day?

You and me, it's like
Butch and Sundance.

Butch and Sundance?

I love American cinema.

Uh, that'll be $4.50, sir.

Keep it.

MacGyver!

MacGyver, wait! Please!

MacGyver, wait!

Wait, MacGyver!

MacGyver, you're...

you're not gonna
believe what I just saw.

I mean, I don't believe
what I just saw.

See, I went out on my job,
only I couldn't find my address

so I thought I'd go
to a bunch of houses,

you know, figuring I'd find
the right one eventually.

Anyway, this one
house I went into,

it had these four guys in it.

And the one, he was
strapped to this board

and he looked like a TV antenna.

I mean, he had wires
coming out of his ears...

- TV antenna?
- Yeah.

And then these three men,
they came chasing after me

and I barely got away.

I mean, I tried to lock
them into the garage,

but they got out somehow.

And then I got in the Jeep

and I really thought
they were gonna get me

'cause I put it in reverse and I hit
that parked car behind me...

What?! You hit a car with my Jeep?

Yeah, I'm really sorry,
but I was so scared.

You did!

I was so scared and
they were gonna kill me.

I just know it.

I'll pay for the damages,
and it's not that bad.

It's just that I panicked and
I put the car in the wrong gear.

Anyways, we have to go
back there right now.

Back where?

To that house
with the torture chamber.

That man, he's dead
or at least close to it.

He was all beaten up and he had
wires coming out of his head.

Penny, there's got to be
a logical explanation

for what you think you saw.

Logic has nothing to do with it.

Now we've got to go back there
and help that man, right now.

Please, MacGyver?

Why don't we just
call the police?

Because I can't
remember the address.

But you remember how to get there?

Yes. And there's no time to lose.

Come on, let's go.
Please.

Okay, let's go.

Oh, good.

Well, all I remember

is that the street
was named after a tree.

Penny, all the streets around here

are named after trees.

This is Forest Knoll Estates.

Now come on, you told me
you knew where this place was.

I do.

It's just around this corner.

You said that about
the last corner.

I think we'd be a lot better off if we
just went home and called the police.

No. There's no time.

We're almost there.

How did you get there
in the first place?

Well, there was music
playing before.

Oh, I know the address
had a lot of twos in it.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.
That's it.

It was brown.
I know it.

I know that's it.

Penny, they're all
brown around here.

No, but this is it.

I'm absolutely positive.

Come on, we got to get
that man out of there.

Wait a minute.
Hold it.

You went in through the garage?

No, I went in through
the front door,

but I came around
into the garage.

The man, he's in there.
Open it.

Look, why don't I see if there's
someone at home. All right?

If you're not going to open it,
then I am.

Where's all the gym stuff?

Where's Vince?

Where's the man
with the antenna?

Penny, I think you may
have made a mistake.

Where's Vince?
Come on, what's going on here?

I'm sorry about this.

Well, I, I think maybe
it's the house next door.

Who was that woman?

Who's Vince?

What was she doing in my house?

How should I know?

You're the one that wanted
to move to California.

The voice-activated detonator

will be placed
on the wheelchair, see?

All set.

And where will Estavez be?

Next to the wheelchair
at ground zero.

This better work.

You're always
picking on my stuff.

- Corned beef?
- Yeah.

Let me tell you something.

You worry me.

My life is in your hands
with your little gadgets.

Trust me.

Have I ever let you down
in 13 years?

But these Colombians
are different.

You miss the first hit
with them, you become the hit.

If we don't find this Estavez guy
before he talks to the feds,

it's hasta manana for us, amigo.

This corned beef's
got mustard on it.

Scrape it off.

I'll tell you what worries me.

Having this guy Derek
as our inside man.

He's wrapped too tight.

Derek, baby.

How are you?

Did you get Estavez's voice
on the tape like I asked you?

Yes, I was right there at
the airport when he arrived.

Of course, you can always
catch him again on the 6:00 news.

You know, you're only going
to have one opportunity.

It has to work.

We'll give you a written guarantee.

Come on, have something to eat.

I got you a hot pastrami on rye.

You get a line on that singing
telegram in the cowboy suit?

DMV shows the Jeep is registered
to some guy named MacGyver.

Here's the address.

Figure he's the boyfriend?

Whoever.

He's in bad company.

What are you going to do?

First we're going to take care
of that little girl... permanently.

If he's with her, he goes, too.

And then we're going
to take care of our hit.

I got a little surprise for Estavez
before he talks to the feds.

What kind of surprise?

Let me put it to you this way:

he's going to be sorry
he ever opened his mouth.

You're going to love this.

Mr. Estavez, Mr. Estavez,

does your trip to California
have anything to do

with the drug problem
in this country?

If solutions to our
drug problems depends

in our cooperation between my
country and the United States,

It takes my device
a few seconds.

It's got to make sure
it's got the right voice.

I think that I have some ideas that
will greatly reduce the flow of traffic.

Now, you going to stop
making fun of my stuff?

And you...

you just put this
where it belongs.

Hey, Derek,

you forgot your sandwich.

Oh, this is it.
Here it comes.

Now don't expect too much.
It's really a small scene.

I'm sure you did
just fine, Penny.

Well, the director did
say I was a natural.

Oh, here it comes.

That was it?

Well, I said it was small.

That was you?

Yeah.

I mean, after all, it was
just my first professional job.

Yeah.

You did just fine, Penny.

- How about some more popcorn?
- Sure.

Now stay tuned for
our news break update.

You know,
you're a really great host.

Colombia's Javier Estavez

arrived at Los Angeles
International Airport

this afternoon
under heavy security.

Estavez is expected to meet
with the local police

and DEA officials
later this week.

Estavez was asked
how far-reaching

his U.S. visit will be.

If solutions to our drug
problems are to be found,

there must be more
cooperation between Columbia...

That's him! That's him!

Who?

That's... the guy
behind Estavez.

That is the guy that I saw
in the garage today.

...flowing of drug
traffic between us.

Where?

An important visit by a man
with something to say.

I'm Heddi Lynn Herdes

reporting for Channel Three News
from the airport.

Now back to you, Michael.

Shoot.

I swear that was him, MacGyver.
I swear it.

You're sure it's the same man?

Yeah, I'm sure
it's the same man.

His left shoulder
was lower than his right

and he had a really
small upper lip.

You saw all that?

Yeah.
I'm an actress.

It's my job to study people.

MacGyver, we have
to do something.

All right.

All right, I'll have
Pete line up a copy

of that news break
as soon as possible.

MacGyver, I'm really scared.

You'll be all right, Penny.

I need to talk to you.

Step out here for
a minute, will you?

You really think she
stumbled onto something?

Well, it sure got
the feds' attention.

Come here, I want
to show you something.

I have heard of torture
in Russia,

but I never saw a man
with wires in his head.

Oh, Yuri, it was awful.

But I guess everything
will be okay now.

So MacGyver says you're a
real, live, honest-to-goodness poet.

Yes. This is so.

I study acting at
a studio in the Valley.

I don't know about this valley,

but it sounds like
we both are artists...

searching for the world that
would allow us to express ourselves.

Yuri, that's so beautiful.

No, it's dim compared
to the beauty of you.

So how did you learn to
speak English so well?

From American movies.

Wait.

Frankly, my dear,
I don't give a damn.

That's really good.

Can I impose
a small favor upon you?

Sure.

Now that I'll be living
in the United States,

I don't think name Yuri
is very red hot.

I would like a new Western name.

Can you help me to think of one?

Of course. I'd love to.

So when I called the DEA
to tell them what Penny saw,

they ended up hiring the
foundation to work on security

for this Estavez
press conference.

Why are they so nervous?

They lost an agent,

their top man covering Estavez,
Robert Julian.

Lost?

Murdered.

His body was found in
the Malibu hills this morning.

He'd been tortured.

His eardrums were shattered.

Well, that could connect to the guy
Penny saw with the earphones.

Yeah.

As soon as Larson's people
dig up that news break tape,

they're going to want
to go over it with her.

How about Sean?

No, you don't look like a Sean.

Have you ever
thought about Biff?

You like the name Biff?

I love it.

So, Biff it will be.

It is so good
you come at this minute.

I have picked out
my new American name.

It will be Biff.

I gave him the idea.

Has a nice ring to it.

Yeah.

Penny?
You want to go?

Oh.

Well, it was really
nice talking to you.

I hope to see you again soon.

I don't think we'll ever
see each other again.

I'll miss you, Penny Parker.

Goodbye... Biff.

Biff?

Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.

The Phoenix Foundation thinks
a killer is already next to Estavez?

According to Pete Thornton,

the girl says the man is part
of Estavez's entourage.

- But that's impossible.
- Is it?

Is it also impossible
for the one agent

we had close to the Estavez
case to turn up dead?

You're right, Mr. Larson, we, uh,
must find Julian's killer.

Change the location
of the press conference.

And I want you to personally
check everyone

that has access to Estavez,
including your agents.

I want the man kept alive.

Yes, sir, I'm right on it.

And about this, uh, Thornton
at the Phoenix Foundation...

he should have that girl take a
look at the news break tape.

It, uh, might give us a lead.

That's a great idea.

I tell ya, this
job is driving me crazy.

Nervous clients,
weird chicks, nosy feds...

You know, there's one weak link
in the whole operation.

- It's Derek.
- Yeah.

Corrupt cops...
you just can't depend on 'em.

I tell ya, it wouldn't
make me upset

if this is the last time
we work for them Colombians.

- You're telling me.
- But their money's good.

Derek, sorry to keep you waiting.

Everything all set?

Changed the location
to City Hall.

Make sure you don't get lost.

You know, the, uh,
Parker girl...

saw me on the news last night
standing next to Estavez.

We'll take care of her.

Be sure you do.

Just let us do our job, okay?

Look, you two barbarians,

I'm here because the Colombian
bosses needed me

a lot more than they needed you.

Derek, baby, they own you.
You're their puppet.

So just do your job
and plant that bomb.

I'm already way ahead
of you guys.

I placed the bomb.

I know what I'm doing.

Terrific.

Now we know what we got to do.

Just like they told us.

You think we should
give 'em a discount?

Nah, he's been too much trouble.

Do you want to snuff the girl?

Yeah. She reminds me of that
broad in Cleveland

that stood me up once.

It would be a pleasure.

I can't believe poor Yuri.

You know, he hasn't had a fresh
vegetable in nine months.

I guess we're pretty lucky, huh?

Yup, I guess we are.

I'm really sorry, MacGyver.

Ah, don't worry about it.
I can fix it.

No, it's not just that.

I mean, it seems like I'm always
popping into your life

at the worst possible moment
and dragging you into something.

Well, it's not like you go out
looking for trouble.

It just seems to find you.

And I think that's a direct
result of caring too much,

which is not a bad thing.

You really mean that?

Yeah, I really mean that.

Come on.

So, do you think
that the men that I saw

are involved in this drug thing?

Got to be.

Hello.

Yeah, yeah, she is.

Hang on.

It's for you.

Oh, thanks.

Hello.

Yeah.

I do?

That's great! When?

Oh, that only gives me
half an hour.

Oh, yeah, I understand.

Okay. Thanks. Bye.

I got it! I got it!

Got what?

I got my first
commercial audition.

For Carrow
dishwashing detergent.

You know, the soap that leaves
your hands as soft as a rose petal.

That's terrific.
Congratulations.

Thanks.

Well, tell me to break a leg.

Oh, Penny,
you can't go out there.

Why not?

- Who is it?
- Biff.

Who?

Yuri Demetri.

Hi.

Yuri, what're you doing here?

I've come to spend my last minutes
in L.A. protecting Penny Parker.

You're such a doll, Biff.

Bi... Yuri, how did you
get out of Thornton's office?

I was looking for
the men's room,

I took the wrong turn and found
myself outside.

So I decided it could
work for me.

Oh, great.
I'm taking you back.

And you're staying right here.

You can't keep me here
against my will!

She's right. Penny Parker is a free
citizen of United States of America.

We hold these truths to be
self-evident,

that all woman
are created equal.

- Yuri, you stay out of this.
- Call me Biff, please.

Bi...

You know, this is the most
important day of my life,

and you're about
to ruin it for me.

Hold it! Everyone, just
hold it right here.

Hold what?

Hello!

Sorry, Pete.

You're not going
to believe this.

Yuri is missing.

I know. He's right here.

Well, what's he doing there?

Looking for the bathroom.

You two wait for me downstairs.

I'm sorry, Pete, what'd you say?

I said, do you want me to send
a limo over for Yuri?

So I'm really excited about
going to this audition.

I think I'm going to get it.

Can I come with you?
Just to look...

Nice to see ya again.

- Shut up and get in the van.
- Hey!

- Who are you?
- You heard us. Get in the van.

You guys are the guys
I saw in the garage!

- In the back.
- Wait!

- In the back. Move it.
- What do you want?

Well, come by here first.
I've got that news break tape.

Maybe she can identify that guy.

Yeah, all right, fine.
We're on our way.

Just what is this all about?

Would you shut her up?

Drive the truck, Lyle.
I'll take care of the girl.

MacGyver, Help!

MacGyver!

Oh, MacGyver...

Just keep quiet
and you won't get hurt.

The problem was to follow them

without their knowing
I was following.

It's not easy tracking
somebody in traffic,

especially when they get
a head start.

MacGyver's going to come after us.

He's really terrific,
and he's going to find us.

Then he can help with the burial.

Now shut up.

Burial?

I had to stay back far enough
so they wouldn't spot me

and try to lose me.

So they lost me.

Momentarily.

As Patrick Henry once said,
and I quote,

"Give me liberty
or give me death."

I vote for death.

Yuri!

Look, I understand you
undoubtedly had a deprived childhood,

but this is a rotten way
to act out your hostilities.

You want a sock
stuffed in your mouth?

- No.
- Then keep it shut.

- Come on.
- Don't touch me.

Right.

Move it. Move it.

Why are you doing this?

I mean, we didn't do anything.

I mean, my friend's only been
in America two days.

What kind of impression
do you think this makes?

Lyle, we better hurry up.

If we don't get into City Hall
with the cleaning crew at 4:00,

we don't get in.

Relax. Do you ever know
anything to be on time at City Hall?

No, but if we want to stay alive,
I suggest we be first.

Move it. Move it.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourselves.

You're the one who got your
friend into this.

If you hadn't been noseying
around our garage...

I promise I'm not going to talk.

Sweetheart, you do nothing
but talk.

I can't believe this.

I mean, I have a chance to do my
first national commercial

for new and improved Carrow
dishwashing detergent.

And if I don't get
to my audition,

my career could be ruined.

You ain't going to be washing
many dishes where you're going.

Where am I going?

We're putting you on ice.

Oh, nice, Lyle.

You got it real cool in there.

Yeah.

But I don't like the cold.

I mean, my lips turn blue
and my nose starts running.

Don't be afraid, Penny Parker.
I will be with you.

All right, get in there.

Come on.

Yeah, sure.

How long you think it'll
take 'em to freeze?

Well, it took Derek 20 minutes.

Yeah, but he don't count.
We shot him first.

What is it?

Brute strength wasn't going
to get them out of there.

Not with this lock.

And at 20 degrees below zero,

a lot of things start happening
to the human body.

I had maybe ten or 15 minutes

before they'd go
into low-temperature shock.

Funny place for a wheelchair,

especially one that looks
like it's been blown up.

But I could use some
of the pieces...

especially
these magnesium wheels.

I've never been this cold
in my entire life.

Oh, it's nothing compared
to the winter in Russia.

Oh!

Really?

Is, it's really colder
in Russia?

No, actually it's
much colder here.

We're gonna die, aren't we?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Keep moving.
We'll stay warm.

We'll be okay.

Wait.

The warmth of your smile
lights up my heart.

Oh...

That's so beautiful.

It is, isn't it?

Magnesium alloy...

comes in real handy
for heating things fast...

especially if it's tucked
inside an iron pipe.

You start with some
old rags for wadding,

just like loading
one of those frontier muskets.

Difference is, this musket

was still in the process
of being invented.

The barrel wasn't forged,

the breech didn't exist,

and I wanted it to burn,
not blow.

This magnesium didn't give me
any guarantees either way.

Penny Parker, why so quiet?

I think...
my tongue's frozen.

Keep moving it.

Basic law of physics says
that when something gets hot,

it expands.

In fancy terms, it's called

the coefficient
of volumetric expansion,

or, to put it more simply,
what gets hot gets bigger...

and, hopefully,
pops the lock open.

Hi.

How did you...?

Where did you...?

We almost froze to death!

If you hadn't saved us,

we would have been
a couple of popsicles.

Yes. It's like you say, uh,
we're almost cooked gooses.

Yeah, right.
Just keep movin', okay?

Keep yourself moving.

Those men,
they were really awful.

They killed that man
I saw on TV.

He's in there... with the fish.

Penny, these really awful men,

did they happen to say
where they were going?

Oh, they said something
about City Hall at 4:00.

Yes, and they are part
of the cleaning crew.

Yeah, somethin' tells me
they don't do windows.

I wish I knew
what they were up to.

Voice activation test,
one, two, three.

You see that, Vince?

When we get that tape recording
with Estavez talking...

What is this?

Looks like some kind
of detonating device.

And it seems
to be voice-activated.

For a bomb?

Yeah, a bomb!

They're gonna kill Estavez

and they're gonna use
his own voice to do it!

At City Hall.
Come on!

Mr. Estavez, I'm Peter Thornton,
handling security.

Would you go right in, please?
Stay with him.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay...
they're all clear.

Good afternoon,
Mr. Larson.

My people have been over
the whole building.

Security's tight as a drum.

Good. Good work,
Thornton.

I'm concerned about my
number one man, Derek, though.

He's not here and
he hasn't reported in,

and that's not like him.

We don't need these guns.

The bomb's gonna blow just fine
and we'll make a nice clean getaway.

Maybe you're right,

but I just like
having a little insurance.

You mean if Mr. Estavez
begins speaking,

he'll be killed?

Yeah, along with everyone else
within 50 feet of the bomb.

Oh, my gosh!

Let's move it. We've got
five minutes to set up.

Okay, let's go. Lookin' good.

Over there.

I know we've been over
the whole building,

but I want you
to check it again.

- Every exit, every entrance.
- Pete!

Oh, that's all right.
They're with me.

- Where have you been?
- We're looking for a bomb.

- A bomb?
- Someone's after Estavez.

We don't have much time.

Call Headquarters. Get a bomb
squad down here right away!

You two wait here.

I don't know how anyone could
have gotten a bomb in here.

Does a wheelchair make sense?

John Larson uses a wheelchair.
I walked him in myself.

It's gonna blow as soon
as Estavez opens his mouth.

It's voice-activated.
Where is he?

Upstairs.

Estavez will be standing right next
to Larson when the bomb goes off.

MacGyver saved me twice.

It's time I help MacGyver.

Let's go!

Ladies and gentlemen
of the press,

Mr. Estavez' appearance here
this afternoon

signals a new level
of cooperation

between our two countries.

Now before you
ask any questions,

Mr. Estavez would like
to make a brief statement

regarding his appearance
before the Grand Jury

later this afternoon.

Mr. Estavez.

Excuse me.

Don't let him say a word.

It's a voice-activated bomb!

Take him out, now!

Get down!

I can't get a clean shot!

Look! A gun!

Get him!

- Okay, buddy!
- Hold it!

It's all over!

No, you don't!

Yuri!

Do you feel lucky?

Come on!

Make room!

Clear it!
Bomb squad!

All right, get it out of here.

All in a day's work, huh?

All right, move it!

Okay, Make way!
Clear it out!

I said, come on!
Move it!

Out of the way!

Comin' through.

MacGyver!

Everybody all right?

Yeah, fine.

Listen, uh, thanks.
That was good work.

Yeah, actually,
the credit goes to Penny.

And Biff.

And listen, I'm really sorry
I got you all into this.

Oh, don't you worry.

This work Dirty Harry
couldn't have done better.

Dirty Harry?

Yuri loves American cinema.

But if life in America
is like this,

who needs the movies?

It's true.

All you really need is...
Penny Parker.

There is a pretty simple reason

why fishermen get up
at the crack of dawn --

that's when the fish get up,

but even when
I'm not going fishing,

I like to drive across the city
that early in the morning

when there's no one else around.

You can really
feel the silence...

most of the time.

Hi.

How about ten bucks' worth
on pump number three?

Please.

Nice day, huh?

What's so nice about it?

Right.

Yeow!

Yeah.

Nice day.

Elaine's car's out front.
What's she doing here?

She's been here all night, man.

Acting a little bent, too.

Something's working
on her in a bad way.

Honey?

I went home and you were gone.

You had me worried.

I had you worried.

It's 6:00 a.m., Andrew.

You weren't here.
You weren't home.

Well, you know, I-I,
I'm a night person. I...

Oh, I couldn't sleep,
so I went for a drive.

Just like I usually do.

That's all.

How's the little fella doing?

You know,
I'd have to say it's true

what I've heard about
an expectant mother's glow.

You have never looked
more beautiful.

Sweetheart, what's bothering you?

I don't like to see
my girl feeling this way.

I thought I knew you.

I've spent all night trying
to understand, but I can't.

I mean, I could
have almost accepted it

if you had an affair
or something.

I mean, I know
I'm not exactly a centerfold.

Elaine...

I-I thought we were a team.

I thought you loved me.

I know it's all my fault
for being so naive.

Now, now let's just calm down.

What's this all about?

It's about
this halfway house, Andrew.

It's about the ex-cons
living here.

You know what it's about.

You used me.

Hey, you're not
gonna believe this,

but, uh, somebody left
a beer bottle out there.

You're blaming me.

Oh, no, no, no, I just wanted
to buy an extra tire from you

so I didn't have
to use my spare.

You think it's my fault 'cause
the bottle's out there.

No, no, really.
I just want to buy another...

You know, that's what's wrong
with the world today, man.

Everybody's blaming
everybody for everything.

Hey, you know something?
That spare'll work just fine.

I can remember your enthusiasm
about forming this house,

about all of the convicts
we could rehabilitate.

What lies.

I don't know what you
are talking about.

I really don't.

Now, you're confused and
I want to help you on this.

I know about your deal with the
Soledad Brotherhood, Andrew.

I found the documents --
forged documents

recommending early parole,

altered documents

falsifying required
drug testing.

My God.

You've virtually created your
own private criminal army.

- Elaine, I can explain...
- Oh, come on.

Can you deny the,
the illegal weapons?

The drug sales?
The robberies?

God knows what else.

At least have
the courtesy to cut the act!

It's all right here.

Okay... time to be honest.

Now you know,

but you don't have
to worry about it

because they can't force you
to testify against your husband.

They won't have to force me.

Elaine, Elaine.

You're just as much a
part of this as I am.

No, no, you married an ex-con.

You got the grants.
You formed the house.

Nobody's gonna believe that you
weren't in on this from the beginning.

- They'll believe it.
- Yeah?

And what will your rich,
Beverly Hills friends say?

You'll look like a fool.

I am a fool.

Bye, Andrew.

Elaine.

I can't let you
leave with those.

You don't have anything
to say about it.

It's over, all of it.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

It is over.

You're insane.

You give me no choice.

Elaine?

Elaine!

Elaine!

What the hell happened?

- She's gonna blow the whistle.
- What?

She knows everything.

She's even got proof.
We gotta stop her.

Man, you can't go
anywhere right now.

We'll get her.
Mitch, get down here.

Don't you understand?
The documents.

- You have to get the documents.
- Take it easy. We will.

Find something to patch him up.
We got some business.

I'll be all right.
I'm all right.

What do you want us
to do with her?

- What do you think?
- What about your kid?

Don't you understand?

If she gets away,
we are all going down!

Now, move. Move.

Let's go.

Where do you think she went?

Relax. How far can a pregnant
woman get without a car?

You two go on foot
and we'll drive.

Help!

Help! Help me!

Please.

- You about to have a baby?
- No!

There she is.

No, I'm about to be murdered.

Get in.

Do you know who's following us?

Friends of my husband.

Any reason why?

I'm having a girl
and he wanted a son.

Could you step on it, please?

What are you doing?

Gonna charter a boat
for your friends.

Come on.

Something tells me I finally met
the right man at the right time.

I wouldn't be so sure.

I'd say we're trapped.

I'd say we're dead.

Why aren't they following us?

They will be soon enough.

We're stuck.

Get out the back.

Better call Harryman.

Okay.

We can't go back,
we can't go forward.

How do we get out?

We don't.
We get in.

Hello.

It's Karl.

We lost 'em down by
the old factory at the wharf.

"Them"?

She jumped into some guy's Jeep.

Find them.

Let's go.

Now what?

Try to find another
way out of here.

You make it sound so easy.

No reason why it can't be.

Let's see if we can find an open door
on the other side of the building.

Are you kidding?

I mean, with my luck,
we'll be stuck in this place all day.

Come on.
Have a little faith; we'll make it.

You okay?

I'm having the time of my life.

No, I meant the baby.

I just felt a little kick.
We're okay.

I suppose I could've
tested this ramp

before I drove over it, huh?

And they talk about
women drivers.

Oh, sorry, it's just that I'm having
the worst day of my life.

And maybe the last day.

Come on.

There's got to be an exit.

Well, there's the Jeep.

They couldn't have
gotten too far.

Let's split up.

You know, we've been running
all over the place together,

and I still don't know your name.

- Elaine... Harryman.
- MacGyver.

Does that have something
to do with why we're running?

Believe me, you don't want
to get involved in this.

I think I already am.

My husband's an ex-convict.

We met two years ago
in the penitentiary.

Oh, yeah?

Soledad. He was a prisoner
and I was a social worker,

and we fell in love.

Or at least I fell in love.

What happened?

I had this dream about
establishing a halfway house.

He said he wanted to help,
and I believed him.

- While he was in prison?
- No.

I petitioned
for his early release,

drafted the grant requests,

and within a year,
the program was a reality.

Now I find out he used me,

turned the halfway house
into a crime syndicate.

And what's in that briefcase
is your proof, huh?

Andrew made a deal
with a prison gang,

the Soledad Brotherhood.

He forged their early paroles...

and made a fool out of me.

Come on.

I can't believe the way we came
in here is the only way out.

What shall we do?

Shh. Let's go.

What? What's the matter?

I don't suppose you know
anything about delivering a baby?

I didn't think so.

I don't think right now's such a
good time for that to be happening.

Tell that to this kid.

Not now!

The contractions just stopped.

Well-behaved kid.

Come on.

Right there.

Excuse me.

Come on.

Karl, please!

I don't got a choice.

Yes, you do.

Remember the talks we had
when you first got out?

You had such big dreams.

Hey... I ain't going back
to Soledad.

You have a chance
to turn your life around.

Don't let my husband
take that away from you.

Just hand over the briefcase.

Sorry about that.

All right, I want you guys
to just sit tight.

I'll give a call
to your parole officers.

What's the matter?

My water just broke.

Your wa...
Your water just broke?

The stork's coming
in a Lear jet.

You're not gonna have
it now, are you?

It's gonna be okay.
Relax.

I really should get
you to a hospital.

I'm not going anywhere,

at least not until
these contractions stop.

Besides, this is a fitting place
for Andrew's child to be born in.

He's your child, too.

If you would've met me
a few weeks ago,

you would've met
the happiest woman in the world.

I wanted this baby
more than anything.

Now I'm giving it up
for adoption.

It kicked me.

Maybe he's trying
to tell you something.

Come on, come on, answer!

Damn it!

How many men we got upstairs?

Half a dozen or so. Why?

'Cause I haven't heard
from Eric and Karl.

Get 'em ready, just in case.

- What're you doing?
- Exercises.

I started with pushups,
but they didn't work,

so I went right to breathing.

Oh, funny.

It was a little joke, MacGyver.
Loosen up.

That's easy for you to say --
I'm about to deliver a baby.

I don't know,
you might be off the hook here.

Say that again.

I don't know, these labor pains
seem to come and go.

My hormones feel like
the Ringling Brothers Circus.

Oh...

It's trying to fool me
into a false sense of security,

just like its father did.

A tiny criminal mind
already at work here.

Maybe he just wants
some of your attention.

He doesn't have anybody else
in this world.

Yeah, well, neither do I.

I have parents and everything.

I even have a brother.

But I was always
the black sheep, you know?

Not quite good-looking enough,

always crusading
for the less fortunate

when I should have been
dining with the Joneses.

My life's the old cliché -- them
giving me money instead of love.

I'm all alone out there.

He's all alone in there.

Sounds like the two of you
got something in common.

Where are you going?

To get the two of you some
transportation out of here.

Maybe we can help.
What do you say? Huh?

All right.

Do you believe in fate, MacGyver?

Well, I do -- whenever I do
anything good, it turns out bad,

and whenever I do anything bad,
it turns out worse.

I think we've been pretty
lucky to come as far as we have.

Things could be worse.

Ow!

You were saying?

Just crank the wheel, please.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I will be

as soon as I get the two
of you to the hospital.

I can't wait to see how
you'll get us out of this pit.

Me, too.

Do you really think
this is going to work?

Well, I think
if you try hard enough

and make the best
of a situation,

the situation won't get
the best of you.

Boy, I'd rather have you around
than Dr. Spock any day.

Besides, it's decided
to take a nap.

I hope he takes a long one.

You keep calling it a "he."

What makes you so sure
it's gonna be a boy?

Just a hunch.

Yeah.

- Did you recognize him?
- My husband.

Makes a great first impression,
doesn't he?

Yeah.

Something tells me he's got
a faster car than we do.

Guess who bought it for him.

- Are you sure about this?
- Yeah. We need a lift.

You said everything was
going to turn out fine.

Well, I'm sure trying.

I'm sorry.
This isn't your fault.

If it wasn't for me,
you could run right out of here.

If it wasn't for this baby,
I could run right out of here.

Listen, what do you say
we stick together

and get all of us out
of here, huh?

Help.

In here.
Get us out.

Help!

Won't he just come up
in the elevator?

Nah, it won't work
when the doors are open.

I think the only way we're going
to get out of here is in this Jeep.

How do we do that?
Fly it out a window?

If that's what it takes.

Aren't we taking this positive
thinking a little far?

That guy with her
isn't normal, man.

Guess what?
Neither are you.

Any ideas?

Yeah, maybe.

Those straps look
like they'll fit.

It's the weight
I'm worried about.

They'll support us.

Positive thinking.
I'm trying.

All right, you get on
that phone and call Mitch.

Have him get everybody down here
and surround this perimeter.

Nobody gets out.
Do you understand?

All right, I'm going up.

You stay here in case
they come back down.

MacGyver!

We're right back
where we started.

We're still trapped.

Only on the outside.

We're not going back in there?

Yeah, I think we are.

They're in the alley.

Boy, I sure will be glad
to get out of this place.

We may have to postpone
that for a while.

- Oh no.
- Oh yes.

Where are we going?

That door up there.

We don't have time
to stop and open it.

Who said anything
about stopping?

What, are you nuts?!

After them. After them.

- Why are we stopping here?
- We'll never outrun them,

but we might be able to buy some
time with a little camouflage.

Duck down.

Better stay down.

Are you ever wrong
about anything?

Never. Well, once.
Maybe twice.

Once is all it takes
to ruin your life.

You're sure?
You're absolutely positive?

They didn't come past here.

I can't believe the man in
that car is the man I married.

He told me he loved me more
than anything in the world.

He made me feel like
I was worth something.

You don't need him
to feel like that, do you?

Let's face it, MacGyver,

I'm about as boring
and generic as they come.

I would feel right at home
dressed in a plain brown wrapper.

What?

Oh, I, I just had this image
of you dressed in a...

grocery bag, that's all.
I'm sorry.

They'd have to double bag me.

You're way too good
for that guy.

You know that.

Believe it.

You two backtrack through
this place on foot.

You get back to the front gate.

You two, stay here.

This should keep them from
spotting you for a while.

You just never give up, do you?

No, ma'am, I don't.

The whole place is surrounded.

Yeah, but I've got a plan.

We're going to have to signal
somebody on the outside.

How are you going to do that?

I haven't figured that out yet.

Great.

Maybe one of those old boats
have got a flare gun in it.

MacGyver, just in case

we don't get to breathe in
the smog tomorrow, I'd just...

Hey, there's no forecast
for smog tomorrow.

We're both going to be
around to enjoy it.

We will?

Uh...

Yeah, we have to.

I haven't gotten
to go fishing yet.

Not bad, MacGyver.

Eh.

But we've got
bigger fish to catch.

Listen, you're going to have to
be as quiet as you possibly can.

I'll come back for you.

I promise.

Good thing about boats,

some of the stuff you find on
them work just as well on land

as they do on sea.

Finding a flare gun
would've been nice,

but signal flags
are almost as good.

Each flag has
a different pattern

which stands for
a different letter.

I could say a whole lot
with these flags,

but just one word
came to mind --

help.

Now I just had
to figure out a way

to get someone
to see these flags...

the right someone.

Sailboats have sails.

What I needed was
the bag they came in.

It was just the ticket
to get my message across,

or rather up.

The next step
was finding something

to get it high enough
to be seen,

and I wasn't about to be picky.

Desperation tends to make one
sort of flexible.

Industrial gases.

One of those tanks
might do the trick.

Yo!

Of all the gases
available to me,

the only one that would lift
the sail bag was in this tank...

or this tank.

I still had one problem, though,

but that water might
help me solve it.

Helium molecules are
the smallest of all gases.

They'd slip through
the sail bag weave

like smoke through
a window screen.

By soaking the bag,
the surface tension of the water

could plug up the holes
in the fabric.

One helium balloon coming up.

Oh, hurry, MacGyver.

I knew Harryman's boys
would see the balloon and the flags.

I'd have to deal with that.

But I hoped someone else
would see 'em, too.

Someone who could figure out
what they meant.

What the...

You guys stay here.

Look at the balloon
and flag on the factory.

Must be some kids
monkeying around.

Hand me the binoculars.

Unit one 11, stand by.

16 X-ray, three two, go ahead.

No kids put that together.

Call headquarters.
Have 'em roll some backup.

Those signal flags say
somebody needs help.

How do you know that?

Four years in the navy
is how I know that.

Call 'em.

Five-Adam-16,
Five-Adam-16 reporting...

Sorry to have to do this.

I really am.

No, you're not.

It took me too long to realize,

but I know now you're
incapable of feeling sorry

for anything you've done.

Bleeding hearts.
You're all the same.

Did you really think I was capable
of falling for someone like you?

Yes, I did.

I guess because
I needed to believe it.

But you know what?

You're the loser, not me.

I know that now.

So go ahead
and do whatever you have to do.

Whatever you say.

I wouldn't if I were you.

How are you doing?

Terrific.

What? Now?

Now.

Huh?

How is she?

Both mother and daughter
are doing fine.

Daughter?

She had a girl?

Elaine wants to see you.

Hi.

Hi.

Well, you see,
she didn't exactly

turn out to be the monster
you thought she'd be.

I know.

That's what scares me.

Oh.

I-I suppose I could keep her
on-on a trial basis.

You know, for a week or two?

Yeah.

A lot of people do that.

LSA Naval operation Swordplay.

Integrate Phase II.

Commence launch.

Confirming clearance.

Unit Charlie, fire.

Here they come.

Delta flight leader in position.

Commence air attack.

Assault force incoming, sir.

They're coming
onto a mined beach.

And all those mines
have gotta go, right?

Here's where we shine.

SEAL Unit Bravo, target Nexus.

Go!

Seal Unit Bravo,
confirming drop.

The enemy salted the beach
with a string of land mines.

Our job is to go in and
take out the control center

which controls and
activates those mines.

One man is going to do all that?

He just leads the point,
the others'll follow.

Here they come now.

They'll come in and lay charges
on the mine control center.

It's linked to a whole
beach-load of explosives.

So when the control center blows,

all the rest of the mines
on the beach go with it?

Right. One clean beach
for the Marines.

They love to follow
in our footsteps.

How long before it blows?

It should be any second now.

Well, they certainly did it.

Half the beach is blowing up.

Instead of half
the assault force.

Here they come.

Control center destroyed.

Assault forces on the beach.

Primary assault target secured.

Navy SEALs, well done.

Thank you, sir.

SEAL Unit Bravo One,
terminate and recover.

You know, everything
you've shown us here today

is absolutely top caliber.

So why do you need us?

Well, believe me,
it's not easy asking.

The Navy SEALs are supposed
to handle anything

from air-sea-land assault
to underwater demolition,

not pass our headaches on.

But...

two crimes in three weeks,
and we're getting blamed,

because these thieves
used SEAL techniques.

The newspapers are implying
U.S. Navy SEALs are involved.

You have checked your men?

I know my men.

No SEAL is involved
in these robberies,

But we are getting
smeared in the media.

What about police?

They're getting nowhere,

and legally the military
can't become involved

in tracking a civilian crime.

That's why I'm asking
for your help.

You got it.

Where do we start?

We wait until
they hit the next time.

I know they're gonna
try it again.

That's when you jump in
with both feet.

That's the dive boat, all right.

Don't get too close.

Yeah, they found something.

Let me see.
Give me the binocs.

That radio chatter
we heard is for real.

They brought up
some kind of treasure.

Good.

We'll hit them right now.

Don't forget to wait
for my signal.

- Right, Gar.
- Go!

Now remember, first the
signal balloon, then the assault.

We should have total surprise
on our side, you got me?

Yeah.

All the seams are
sealed with pitch.

There's a chance that
everything inside is preserved.

Knock on wood.

Well, let's find out.

- Ready?
- Let's do it.

Do you think this came
from the treasure fleet?

Look, I've read all
the contemporary accounts

and analyzed all the manifests.

I know everything there is to
know about the Nuesta Señora.

Well, keep your fingers crossed.

Oh, dear God, it's real!

Fantastic!

Oh, look at this
jeweled crucifix.

This is a gold cob.

1712, on its way back to Spain
on the Nuesta Señora.

Look at this.

Government papers
out of Monterey.

Look, this has to be
the ship's document box.

Well, it all looks like
it's in perfect condition.

What is it?

It's the log.

The ship's log.

If this has
the course corrections,

it's the last clue we need.

Oh, Paul, we could be this close
to finding the entire treasure.

Let's get all this forward
away from this mess.

Come on.

We've got all the time
in the world now.

It's an eight escudocob.

The reign of Philip the Fifth
from his royal treasure fleet.

Look, off the port bow!

What is it?

It's a signal balloon.
Could be a diver in trouble.

Come on, let's haul it up.

What's the matter?

It's anchored.

If it's a diver, he's sure caught
in something down there.

All right, stay still,
stay quiet, stay alive.

Don't touch that!
It took us years to find it!

The ship's log isn't
worth anything to you!

- Stay back!
- Get your hands off that!

Get them below.

Come on!
Move it!

Go on.
I said move it.

No!

All right, get him below.

Stay down or you're dead.

Listen.

I ripped out the radio.

They won't be calling
anybody from out here.

Good.
Go grab the treasure.

Right.

Could be the Coast Guard.

No, the Coast Guard
would hail them down.

It has to be
the pirate's own boat.

He's alongside.

Hey, those SEAL
tactics really work.

Like cream.

Barb, careful.

All right, you in there!

Stay below!

Come on!

Barbara, don't.
They'll shoot.

I want to be able
to identify them.

Get down!

You can't go out there.

They took the treasure
we found, even the log.

12 years of research destroyed.

The pirates hit again,
and Pete set up a meeting

with the victim
at the Ortega Research Center.

Barbara Ortega?

Name's MacGyver.

Phoenix Foundation.

Oh, yes, I know the
Phoenix Foundation, of course,

but I don't know exactly
what you do, Mr. MacGyver.

Just MacGyver.

I just kind of fix things
around the place, that's all.

Do you fix bullet-riddled
boat cabins?

I was kinda hoping to do
a little more than that.

Can we talk?

Sure.

But I don't think I can tell you
anything worthwhile.

Why don't we start with
what you told the police?

Oh, that was a grueling
three hours of retracing

everything I did and everything
I've seen in the past week.

MacGYVER What about
your off-shore dives?

Like I told the police,

we found pieces of treasure
two days running,

but I trust my crew implicitly,

and they're the only ones
who knew about the find.

The folks at the museum?

We told no one.

What about the pirates?

Did you get a good look at them?

I didn't see their
faces or their boat.

Like I said,
I'm not much help, am I?

Yeah, sure you are.

You're eliminating
possibilities.

That's progress.

I'm not into trade-in's, Gar.

Come on.
It's part of the deal.

Our boat's worth
75 thousand, easy.

Besides, it's a down payment
on this sweet thing.

You run a boatyard, Arnie.

You can sell a cigarette
boat for a good price.

And you can keep anything
over the 75 thousand.

Okay, then tell me
what's wrong with her.

Nothing, Arnie, nothing.

She's fast, she's hot.

We had a lot of fun with her.

But we want to do something else,
change our luck.

Okay, let me look it over.

Hey, why trade our
cigarette boat for this?

We used it three times,
now we dump it.

Think he'll buy it?

He'll go for the deal.

Once we get this baby out on
the open ocean, we are gone.

No passport checks,
no trails, no traces.

And enough money to last
us for a couple of years.

Yeah, maybe, but, uh,

how do we turn a lot
of old gold into cash?

Don't I always have the answers?

We're going to ask an expert.

Dr. Barbara Ortega.

It ought to be quite a rush

asking her how to cash in
on her own treasure.

Gar, you've run those
engines pretty hard,

but she's not bad.

- Got yourself a deal.
- Great!

Look, I gotta go
to an appointment,

so the guys will handle
all the details, huh?

Okay. Come on, guys.
Let's take her for a ride.

We've each exhausted
every possibility

I can think of to identify them.

All right, now wait a minute.
Let's not give up yet.

Stolen artifacts, what do
you figure they're worth?

Priceless in terms of knowledge,

and then there's
the material value.

Here, let me show you.

Now these were parts of
a shipment of treasure

out of Monterey bound for Spain.

They've told us a lot about
Spanish colonial trade routes.

I got a hunch these guys
weren't too interested

in Spanish colonial
trade routes.

How much have you
collected so far?

About $30 or $40 thousand worth.

Yesterday was our
first real find,

but it was stolen.

I was gonna sell most of it.

Boy, did I ever need that money.

Excuse me.

You sound like you know
a lot about this stuff.

How much would one
of these be worth?

Roughly, $1,000.
To a collector.

A bit less to a dealer.

Dealer?

You mean I could go
and buy one of these?

Where would I do that?

The Treasure Coin Corporation

or Cortez Antique Coins
right here in town.

Well, thank you.
I really appreciate it.

Sorry for the interruption.

So is that how you
plan to cash in

on your gold if you find it?

Well, not exactly.

My father and I spent 12 years

searching for the Spanish
treasure fleet.

He found pieces of one
ship and drowned,

caught inside the wreckage.

I'm sorry.

I was with him and
I couldn't help him.

But I can finish what he started,

and try to justify his death.

By finding the fleet?

My father's wish was
to return the treasure

to its rightful owners,

The people of what
was Spanish America,

to set up hospitals
and set up schools,

give back what's theirs.

Yesterday I had the key
to the treasure in my hands --

the captain's log.

Do you have any idea how
much that log is worth?

Two ships carrying an estimated
$60 million worth of treasure.

Now, all I need are those
daily course corrections

and I'm positive that
I can find that fleet.

- That's kind of funny.
- What?

Well, the pirates.

They haven't got the slightest idea
what they've really stolen.

All we want to do now, Barbara,

is stimulate your memory.

I don't understand.

Well, you were below decks.

You couldn't see anything.
You were blind, right?

Effectively, yes.

But you still had all your
other senses working for you,

especially hearing.

All right, let's go back there.

You're down below and you
can hear their boat's engine.

Try to remember that particular
sound you heard, okay?

All right.

No, too high-pitched.

No...

Wait... no.

They all seem to sound
a little bit alike,

but not the right one.

No...

Hold it.

This one?

The one before!

It had a heavier sound.

That's it!
That's the boat!

Smuggler's boat.
Ocean-going.

Very high-speed. It fits.

See, I told you we'd get to it.

Now we've got
something to look for.

How much do you think
all this treasure is worth?

$200 thousand,
maybe a quarter of a million,

so be careful.

By the time we're finished,

you could bounce these cans
off a bulkhead

without scratching
any of the gold.

We're packing it like eggshells.

So, Gar, what else did you
hear this Ortega broad say?

Okay, the next thing
she says is,

the one we took is just the tip
of the treasure chest.

That the bad guys don't even
know what they've got.

There's 60 million
bucks right here,

in this captain's log.

Now I don't read old Spanish,

but Dr. Barbara Ortega, she can.

Come on, Gar.
We made one hell of a hit.

Hey, we got nothing.

Enough for a couple of years
of easy living.

This could be for
the rest of our lives.

Big time.

What I want you to do, as soon
as you finish stuffing the cans,

is to get a line on her,
like, where she lives,

where she works, what
time she gets off work.

Don't you think we're, uh,
pushing it a little?

When we take the ketch out,

if we have Dr. Ortega along,

we got a handle on $60 million.

You get life for kidnapping.

It's not pushing it,
it's out over the edge.

Being on the edge is how
you know you're alive.

That's her.

I'll find out when
she'll be leaving.

Maybe we can give
the lady a lift.

Barbara!

Hi.

Oh, good timing --
I was just giving

some distinguished
guests a look around.

MacGyver, meet
Señorita-- Come here--

Elena Echeverria...

Hi.

...and Señor Cristobal Santos.

My pleasure.

Uh, con mucho gusto, hombre.

Su guapo?

Your... boyfriend?

Uh, no.

Solaemente un amigo.

Ah, que lastima.

You're right, it is a shame.

And you two have to get
back to the clinic, pronto.

Adios, MacGyver.

Adios.

What happened to them?

War.

Elena was burned in a raid

and Cristobal's knee
was shattered by a bullet.

We don't even know
from which side.

We hope that the surgery he's
scheduled for will repair his leg.

You see, these kids are the
reason the treasure is so important.

Then we better find it, huh?

Speaking of which, your message
said something about

having information on
the cigarette boat.

I posted a $5,000 reward.

My office got a phone call early
this morning while I was out.

A man named Arnie Lindquist
said he would call back.

He owns a boatyard.
That's all he would say.

Get me some more paint.

Hey, Arnie...
is she ready yet?

Oh, the, the rigging
needs a little tune.

Uh, give me a couple
more hours, huh?

Sure, sure, no problem.

By the way, did you sell
our cigarette boat yet?

Huh? Uh... not yet, but, uh,
there's some interest.

Good, good.

Let me pay you off
right now, okay?

And I was worried
about a kidnapping?

This is heavy duty, Gar.

You sweat too much.

Get him aboard.
We'll dump him at sea.

- We gonna put out right away?
- Not yet.

Not until we pick up
our passenger.

You're not going after that girl?

We don't have to.
She's coming to us.

This Lindquist should
have called hours ago.

We may have to do without him.

There are five cigarette boats
registered as docked in Marina del Rey.

So?

So that's where we
start looking tomorrow

if Lindquist falls through.

Then I guess that's where
we start looking tomorrow.

Yeah.

Uh, yeah.

Call forwarding
for Dr. Ortega.

This is Barbara Ortega.

Dr. Ortega.
I'm Arnie Lindquist.

You called about
the cigarette boat.

That's right.
I think I know where it is.

Oh, that's wonderful.
Where?

If you'll come to my boatyard,
I'll show you.

We're at Sixth and Pacific.

- Say in an hour?
- An hour?

Of course.

Do you mind if I bring
a friend along?

He's also interested
in the boat.

Fine.
I'll be waiting for both of you.

Good.

Goodbye.

You see?
How could it be any easier?

Mr. Lindquist?

- I'm Barbara Ortega.
- You found me.

We can talk inside.

Right this way.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Hi.

You're both looking
for a cigarette boat?

Yes. It may be connected
to the piracy of my boat.

No question, Dr. Ortega.

It is connected.

Hey, you were in
the museum yesterday.

You came right on up to us.

You like to gamble
a little, don't you?

Well, I like to win.

What do you want from us?

First I want the girl,

then I want the rest
of the Spanish treasure.

No!

Unfortunately, we don't
need you, MacGyver.

Uh... uh, hold it,
right there.

Come on now.

Uh, you know, you guys
are missing out

on a great deal if you kill me.

I can help you.

See, I'm kind of an expert
with just about everything,

and I can handle all
kinds of machinery.

I know a lot about
all this stuff.

In fact, I used to do a lot of
salvage diving when I was a kid.

Go on, get help.

Get them!

There he goes!

Hold it! Manning
may want him alive!

- What was that?
- Sounds like he went overboard.

- I don't see him.
- He's staying down.

He jumped in and he's
swimming underwater.

That's just what
he wants us to think.

Close that hatch and lock it.

Get her aboard the ketch.

Let's go!
Let's go!

Cast off.

I'll send her friend
to the bottom.

Have a good trip, MacGyver!

It ought to be a real rush,
all the way to the end.

You can't leave him in there.
He'll drown!

Just keep moving!

Get her below and
get those engines started.

Hatch was locked down
and I was locked in...

with a lot of water for company.

The hatch was locked down,
the water was rising.

It was tight
and getting tighter.

I needed a way out... fast.

All I had
to work with was water.

And maybe this bilge pump.

Normally a bilge pump shoves
water out of the boat...

but if I pumped water into
one of these boat bumpers,

I just might have a way
to crack the hatch.

The angle brace made
my hydraulic jack complete.

It was working.

All I needed
was a little more time.

There was a problem.

My hydraulic jack didn't
stand up to the pressure.

I was starting
to wonder if I could.

I had about one minute
to find another way out.

A tank of compressed gas.

If it had a minimum
2,000 pounds of pressure,

and if I could release it
all in one shot,

I just might have a chance.

What do you mean
there are no sightings?

A 58-foot ketch can't
disappear in thin air.

Well, the Coast Guard says
it can't be in local waters.

Well, the ketch that's
missing from the boatyard

can barely make
nine knots an hour.

Well, he kidnapped Barbara for
one reason -- the treasure fleet.

And that's not far offshore,
so it's gotta be within that area.

Well, the coastline has been checked.

Every cove, port and harbor.

What about offshore?
The islands?

Yeah, Catalina, negative.

Anacapa, negative.
Santa Cora, negative.

They even searched
around Sanchez Rock

and Goat Island -- negative.

And that's the lot.

You know, my I.D.
on Manning turned up

some pretty ugly history,

including an application
for a Navy SEAL assignment.

Yeah, he did great
on the physicals,

but he failed
all the character tests.

Kind of tells the story of why he
chose to smear your outfit, doesn't it?

And it's still not over.

Not until we find him
and Dr. Ortega.

You said they searched
around Goat Island.

They didn't land?

It's a target island.

The Navy uses it
for gunnery practice.

Nothing alive on it
except some unexploded ammo.

Think that'd keep a risk taker
like Manning away from it?

MacGyver, Goat Island
is a piece of hell --

blasted dirt, live mines, shell craters.

Nobody's allowed within
three miles of it.

Well, that would make it
perfect for him.

So how do we get on the island?

You can't.
It's absolutely off-limits.

Get permission.

Look. I'm off duty.

I'm here strictly
as an unofficial advisor.

And I'm advising you, forget it.

There!

We can begin the turn
in about 30 seconds.

And then hold her steady
until MacGyver's out of sight.

MacGyver!

Have you got the transmitter?

Yeah, right here!

Now don't be a hero.

Just get the girl if you
can and come on back.

Pete, you know me.

As soon as I get the girl,
I'll run like crazy.

Then we'll send a signal.

We'll be waiting
with full backup.

Yeah, if they're out there.

Ready.
Make this look good.

All right, go!

What was it?

Nothing, Gar.

Sport fisher.

So, how close are we
to the treasure fleet?

Look, getting inside the mind
of a Spanish sea captain

who died 250 years ago
takes a little time.

Okay. I'm in no rush.

Roger, return to base.

Sounds like they're about to
give up the search and go home.

Our ketch is in a cove,
camouflaged.

And on top of everything else,

they'll never look for us
in a minefield.

So take your time.

All the time you want.

But find that treasure.

I had to hit the beach
fast and quiet...

without any gear
slowing me down.

Interesting thing
about explosives.

They decay,
become real touchy...

unless you get lucky.

There goes another one.

Ah, it's just another
rabbit for dinner.

I don't like this place.
It's like camping in a combat zone.

Neither does anybody else.
That's why we're here.

The only place they could be

was in one of the island's
abandoned artillery bunkers.

The question was where,
and which one?

Antipersonnel mine.

First click armed it.

Not many people ever get
to hear the second click.

The trick for surviving this situation

was making sure the mine switch
didn't click twice.

The first click
is a simple "hello."

The second
is a serious "goodbye."

As long as I kept the wire taut,

the mine wasn't gonna go off.

They gotta be kidding.

This place is land mine heaven.

More rabbit stew?

Those damned bombs.

That, gentlemen,
was a land mine.

Could have been the one
I set this morning.

Let me see your glasses.

Go and check it out.

Rogan, both of you.

The detonator on this land mine
was a little different.

Pressure on the button
armed it...

now if I could just wedge
the button down tight,

I might be able
to survive this one, too.

Light, rusted and hollow
as an old tin can.

It was obviously a dud.

The thing was...
only I knew that.

It's just a rock.

You go that way.

Bet you liked it better when you
were knocking off liquor stores.

Oh! Oh, my God.

Bell. Bell.

Don't move.

Don't turn around.

Lose the gun.

- Lose it!
- Okay. Okay.

- Now give me your belt.
- What for?

Just do it.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Never mind me.

Just make sure you
keep that line tight.

I don't blame you.

What?

There's somebody on
the island hunting you.

It's too bad.

I'm getting close to locating
the treasure fleet.

Just find it.

Nobody's going to get past Bell.

He's an artist with that Uzi.

Jack?

Eh?

Bell! Bell!

Okay.
You boys stay put now.

There's live mines out there.

It's all going wrong, isn't it?

Not for long, it isn't.

All right, that ought to do it.
You can let her go now.

MacGyver.

Ah, yes, MacGyver, the fool.

You know something?

I figure this ought
to even things between us.

You see, if you
shoot me, I fall.

Then we all go up.

Yeah, but you'll kill
the girl, too.

Yeah.

Sorry, Barbara.

Just as long as you get him.

Are you both that crazy?

You got it. Catch.

Don't drop it!

Don't drop it!

MacGyver!

It's no problem.
Just a dud.

Hey, uh, gotta be careful
with these things.

You can get hurt.

Break away.

Set it up, Cristobal, set it up!

There's the break!
He shoots, he scores!

I win. I win.

Yeah, I'd say you won.

Good work.

Es bueno andar.

Yeah, it's gotta feel good
to walk again, huh?

Pero, los otros.

Oh, he's asked that before.

About the other kids
who need help.

You see, he's the reason
why we have to find

the rest of the treasure.

Well, as a matter of fact,

the Phoenix Foundation
owed me a bonus,

and I have collected.

Pete's out right now
arranging for the loan

of a top-of-the-line dive boat.

The one we picked out can
handle up to about 50 divers.

Well, MacGyver,
that's wonderful,

but we can't afford five divers,
much less 50.

Amigos de MacGyver.

What friends of yours?

I took Cris around to visit some
of my buddies in the SEALs,

and they're kind of happy about
having their name cleared.

So far, about 83

of the best divers in
the country have volunteered.

83?

I'd say help was on the way.

Stepping into a pair of skis

and pointing 'em
straight downhill

may be as close
as you can get to flying...

without completely
leaving the ground.

Every winter,
millions of people enjoy

being out on the slopes.

You might not think Pete Thornton
would be one of 'em.

Whoa...

And you'd be right.

Thanks a lot.

Well, looks like
you're getting the hang of this.

You know, one of us needs
to have his head examined,

and I'm sure it's not you.

Come on, Pete, admit it -- you're
having the time of your life.

Oh, sure.

I love having two pounds
of snow in my pants.

"Let's take a week off," you said.

"Go somewhere
where we don't know anyone."

"Fine," I said.

"What about Hawaii?"

"Hawaii," you said, "is boring."

Well, you know something?

I think I like boring.

I would love right now to be
lying on the beach in the sun,

drinking wonderful things
from a pineapple.

Grab on.

No, I got down by myself;

I'll get up...

by myself.

See that?

Jack, you there?

Yeah, I'm in the parking lot
with Mr. Leland.

Hey, look, I've been following
Phil all over this mountain.

But did you check his room
at the lodge?

Yeah, it was clean.

He's got to have
that microfilm on him.

Ask him is Phil alone.

Yeah, Mr. Leland would like
to know is Phil alone?

Yeah, for the first time
since he left the lodge.

But he's acting real nervous,

like, uh, he's expecting
somebody any minute.

Tell him take Phil now
before he makes his contact.

Tell him make sure
he gets that film.

You know, if you want to stay up
here the rest of the week, that's fine,

but, uh, I think I'm
going to go home.

I thought your house
was being fumigated.

Well, it is.

But if I'm going to die anyway,

I might as well
be comfortable when I go.

Know what I mean?
Look out!

Whoa! Look out!

Hey, I'm really sorry.

You guys all right?

Yeah, I think so.

I'm just a beginner.

Oh... you, too?

Well, uh...

Phil just ran into a guy
in a red sweater

and pants, knocked
him for a loop.

There's another guy
with him, too.

Give me that.

I'm talking to you now.

Listen, Phil is supposed
to be an expert skier.

He don't run into
guys by accident.

You sure they're not the feds
he's supposed to meet?

Hey, how can I tell from here,
Mr. Leland?

You make sure he
doesn't pass that film.

You get the film or don't
come back down the mountain.

Let me get these poles for you.

Ah, appreciate it.

My name's Phil.

MacGyver.
This is Pete Thornton.

Hi.

You guys staying
here at the lodge?

Yeah.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Well, I think I've had
enough fun for one day.

Nice meeting you, Phil.

Yeah, you, too.

I'm going to take
another run down Red Eye.

Last run of the day.

Well, be careful.

I'll meet you at the Midway House,
and we'll, uh...

we'll have a toddy for the body.

- Hello, Phil.
- Who are you?

How do you know my name?

We have a mutual friend.

Your, uh, former boss,
Sam Leland?

I don't know any Sam Leland.

Well, you stole some microfilm
from his files.

Now, he feels
it's very ungrateful

that, uh, you should
want to spill everything

about his operation to the cops.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Listen, snow's really great
over at Hooter's Run.

You should try it.

You look, hair ball.

Two days ago I was in Florida,

twinkling my toes in the sand.

I get a call,
I got to come up here

and play snow bunny with you.

I'm cold and I'm wet,
and I want that film now.

There's something special
about the last run of the day.

The slopes aren't so crowded,
the shadows are longer...

...and it's sort of peaceful
out there.

Mr. Leland.
Hey, look, I got Phil.

Uh, he ain't got no film on him.

It's got to be on him.

That guy in the red sweater,
did he give it to him?

Look, I'm telling you, he...

Oh, my God.

Arnie, did he pass
off that film?

Arnie?

- What's with him?
- Let me try.

Arnie, talk to me.

Arnie, get back to me.

Give me the binocs.

How do you...
How do you do this?

Turn that wheel on the top.

Holy smoke.

Half that mountain
is coming down.

Hey, the guy in the red sweater.

That avalanche
is going to nail him.

That's an avalanche.

On Red Eye.

No...

No.

Come on.
Come on, MacGyver, beat it.

Oh, no!

Avalanche! Emergency!

Listen, a friend of mine
just got caught in an avalanche

on the Red Eye trail.

We know.
We just got a call from the top.

They're forming
a search team right now.

Now, you stay here at the lodge.
We'll let you know if we find him.

No, you don't understand. I saw him
go under -- I can lead you there.

- You sure?
- Yes!

You know how to drive
one of these things?

That I can do.

All right, let's go.

Arnie, come on back to me.

Arnie, talk to me.

He probably got hit
by the avalanche, too.

What are we going to do now?

About Arnie? Nothing.

They can't connect him to us.

So we can get out of here, huh?

What's the matter with you?

That guy in the red sweater
was probably Phil's contact.

He's dead.

So they'll dig him up

and they'll find the film.

You stay here.

You make sure you search
that body before they do.

They might not find him
till spring.

Get up the slope.

I'm going back to town.

I hate this weather!

I hate it!

Willie, listen, let's go home.

Oh, oh...

I just have to see snow,
I come down with something.

Tell him to work further east.

All right.

Listen, can't we get
some more people to help?

There weren't that many
skiers left on the hill,

and the patrol's
stretched to the limit.

Are you sure this is where
your friend went under?

Yes, I marked it by those trees.

Well, one set of pines looks
pretty much like another.

This is the spot.
I'm sure of it.

Look, I hate
to have to tell you this...

but only one out of 25 survives
an avalanche.

MacGyver will be the one.

Supposing MacGyver did find
a pocket for himself in here,

how long could he hold out?

People have stayed alive
for five or six days,

but between the hypothermia
and the frostbite,

it's not a pretty picture.

I once fell off a surf board,

and a wave kept turning me
over and over.

I thought I was swimming
toward the surface

till I came up
with a handful of sand.

So I knew that digging
through the snow

wouldn't mean much if I was
going in the wrong direction.

I had to find which way was up.

And I knew that gravity
would tell me.

Nothing, Jim.

Keep trying.

I didn't know how deep
I was buried,

but I did know my ski pole,
with a few alterations,

could become
a five-foot-long drill.

Air Scout to Rescue Team One.

Air Scout to Rescue Team One,
come in.

Rescue One, come in.

We've got an unstable cornice

on the south face
of the mountain.

It looks like it could come down
at any time.

Get your team together and leave
the area within ten minutes.

Leave the area
within ten minutes. Over.

Roger, Base.

I just got a report from
the chopper near the summit.

There's a lot of unstable snow
up there.

Meaning what?

They're going to trigger
a controlled slide.

When?

They're planting
the charges now.

Well, they can't do that
until we find MacGyver.

I'm sorry, but these people
just don't see it that way.

Unless they break up
those ridges,

the whole mountain
could cut loose,

bury the lodge,
the town and everything.

- Well, how much time do we have?
- They're giving us ten minutes,

and then we got to get
out of this area fast.

If there was anyone looking for me,

I had to let 'em know
where I was.

Otherwise, my prospects for a
long life were downright chilling.

I felt the ski pole break
through the surface...

but just barely.

Base to Rescue Team One.

Base to Rescue Team One,
come in.

This is Rescue Team One.

Terminate your search
and return to Base.

Terminate your search.

Avalanche Control is
about to detonate the charges.

- Roger, Base.
- Listen.

They can't set those charges off

as long as there's a chance
MacGyver is still alive.

I'm sorry.
I know how you feel.

I've lost two friends this way,

but there's a whole town
they're trying to save.

We're close to him!

Look, I can tell.

Please, ask 'em for
another five minutes.

Okay, I'll ask.

Thanks.

This is Rescue Team One.

I had to send up a signal

in hopes someone was around
to see it.

My bandanna and my ski pole
gave me a signal flag

and a way to get it flying.

All I needed was
a counterweight...

and the zipper pull
from my ski pants

would do just fine.

Base out.

Rescue Team One out.

They said
that they were taking a chance

just having us here
looking for your friend.

I could only get
a couple more minutes.

I'm sorry.

What I had was a parachute.

I just hoped it would stay
in the air

long enough
for someone to notice it.

Base to Rescue Team One.
Your time is up.

You must leave the area
immediately.

Roger, Base.
Rescue Team One out.

All right, people, that's it!

Let's head back down.

Riley, you heard her; let's go.

Grab those controls going down.

Come on, Riley,
we're out of here.

Look!

This can only be MacGyver!

What is it? Let's go!

Over here, this way!

It's him! Here's his pole!

All right!

Bring shovels! Hurry up!

We have a rescue in progress.

Repeat, a rescue in progress.

Hold on those charges.

Here.

He's down here.

The pole was right here.

Right. Let's dig.

MacGyver, we're coming!

Go easy, go easy.
Don't want to hit him.

MacGyver!

Yeah!

Hurry up!

I feel like a popsicle!

He's there!

We're coming!

Wait a minute! Hold it.

Hey, I got a boot!

Easy. Take it easy with him.

We're coming, Mac.
We're coming.

Here. All right!

MacGyver, come on.
We got you.

Careful, careful...

Come on. Easy.

Easy.

Are you all right?

Thanks, Pete.

Come on with a blanket.

Oh, I got to get
you to a hospital.

I think I just got a bump
on my head.

A cup of hot chocolate,
I'll be fine.

I think we can manage that.

I don't know whether
to hit you or hug you.

Yo!

Come on, guys, we
got to get out of here.

Here.

Here are his skis.

Don't forget the poles.

All things considered,
you're a very lucky man.

Lucky to have a friend like you
that didn't give up on me.

Well, are you willing to admit now
that skiing is dangerous?

Skiing's fun.

Avalanches are dangerous.

Walking. That's how man is
supposed to get where wants to go.

One foot in front of the other.

Safest thing in the...

You were saying?

I think I broke my leg.

You're kidding.

No, I'm not kidding.

Well, I guess we'd better get
you to the hospital then, huh?

I can't believe
this happened to me.

Me, of all people.

Well, it's just
like Leo Durocher said.

Nice guys finish last.

Not only do they finish last,

they finish last in a cast.

I feel as badly about
it as you do, Pete.

I know.

You know, I really appreciate
your letting me stay here

while my place
is being fumigated, but, uh,

I don't want you waiting on me,
okay?

Just pretend I'm not here.

All right.
Lunch'll be ready in a minute.

Oh.

Boy, don't you ever dust
this place?

Twice a year, like clockwork.

Speaking of which, what is that?

It's my alarm clock.

You're kidding.

No, it runs off the current
from the potatoes.

Well, you know
what's gonna happen, don't you?

Bugs.

You're gonna have lots of bugs
all over.

I don't understand why you would
want to run a clock on potatoes.

Well, I tried tomatoes,
but it ran fast.

What?

Pete, don't you have
to lie down and rest?

Yeah, I guess I should.

But remember, I don't want
you waiting on me now.

Okay.

You got any soda?

Ginger ale would be nice.

Yeah.

Willie, Willie,

I got microbes
swarmin' all over me.

Run down to Marty's,
get me chicken soup.

How much you want?

Just tell 'em how sick I am!

- Yeah.
- They'll know.

You're back.
Where's the film?

I couldn't get it.

They found this guy,
but he was still alive.

I don't want to hear
what I'm hearin'.

When they dragged him out
of the snow,

there was too many people
around.

Then his buddy broke his leg.

They had to take him
to the hospital in an ambulance.

Excuses don't help me.

Don't you understand
what's at stake here?

I know the cops are gonna...

Forget about the cops.
The cops are nothin'!

It's the boys back east
I'm worried about.

They'll chop me up
in so many pieces,

I won't make a decent hamburger.

What do you mean?

The, uh, bets we've been takin'
for the organization.

All of the money from the receipts
didn't make its way back there.

- You're skimmin'?
- You might say that.

And that film is the proof.

God bless you.

Now,

'cause you work for me,

you're in as deep as I am.

Wait a minute!

I didn't know about that
until just now! Nothin'!

But they don't know that.

And it's our job
to keep 'em from findin' out.

So what else ya got?

Okay, I-I traced that car
that MacGyver and his pal had,

and it's registered
to this, uh...

Pete Thornton.

He's a big shot
at the Phoenix Foundation.

It's a think tank downtown.

Yeah?

Well, I'll stake it out.

All right, take the van.

Call me as soon as you spot 'em.

Okay.

Jack?

No excuses this time.

Ah!

Here you go, Pete.
One ginger ale on ice.

Oh.

What's the matter?

Oh, nothing, nothing.
It's fine.

It's just that ginger ale is really best
over shaved ice, not cubes.

These are cubes.

I can shave some ice for you.

No, no, don't bother now.

I don't want you waiting on me,
all right?

Just pretend I'm not here.

Okay.

A blanket would be nice.

Yeah.

You know, there's a draft
coming in these doors.

Oh, I know.
I've been meaning to insulate.

Thank you.

Oh, that's great.

- Anything else?
- No.

Sure?

Yeah.

Uh, just go about your business.

Now look, don't stand over me,
okay?

You're gonna make me nervous.

All right.

How long did you say
they were gonna be, uh,

fumigating your house?

About a week.

Why?

Just curious.

Just curious.

That's not my pole.

What'd you say?

Oh, this pole -- it's not mine.

How can you tell?

Well, I had my name engraved
near the grip.

This one doesn't have it.

Well, somebody must have
taken yours by mistake.

I mean, they're all the same,
aren't they?

What difference does it make?

Well, none... I guess.

Ah, that's lunch.

Oh, yeah.

Did you ever break a bone?

Well, when I was a kid.

A couple of arms,

three fingers and
a toe, I think.

You serious?

Well, not all at once.

However, our doctor did
eventually quit medicine

and became a big-time plasterer.

Listen, uh, could you, uh...?

Oh, yeah.

Here you go.

Thanks.
That's better.

- That's all right?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Tofu casserole.

Tofu?!

Look, I cannot eat
12 hundred beans

that have been battered
beyond recognition.

Okay.

What do you want?

Chinese?

I'll call Fung Loo's.

And I'll pay if you pick it up.

All right.

But you tell them
to hold the M.S.G.

Sure.

Here. Know how to run that?

I'm not completely helpless.

Got your message.

Which one of those guys
you pickin' up?

The one they pulled out
of the snow, MacGyver.

Dropped his buddy's car off
at the Phoenix Foundation,

and he got in the Jeep.

Leland says to bring him over
to the cleaning plant right away.

That's him.

- Hey!
- What?

Real quiet, friend.

Just go where
I point ya. Move!

Since you asked so nicely,
I'd be happy to.

Get in!

Is this your idea
of valet parking?

Shut up! I've wasted enough time
on you, pal.

I want that film.

What film?

Don't play any games with me.

That film is worth more
than the air that I breathe.

No, seriously. I don't know
what you're talkin' about.

Save it, pal.

We followed Phil up
to that ski joint.

Arnie saw you bump
into him on the slope.

That's when he gave you
the film.

So don't give me no song,
no dance.

You know, there's got to
be a way to work all this out.

I mean, if I do have
what you want,

it sort of puts us on 50-50 footing,
wouldn't you say, huh?

60-40?

If something should happen
to you,

like if you should get shot
before I get that film,

remember, I know
about your friend, Thornton.

So don't push your luck.

Okay.

Egg roll?

Get that away from me.

Okay.

Mind if I have one, though?
I'm a little hungry.

Suit yourself, friend.
It might be your last meal.

How about a fortune cookie?

Ah, come on, go ahead,
live a little.

Can't have egg rolls
without soy sauce.

Let's see what kind
of a fortune you got.

"Your life is gonna take
an unexpected turn."

They sure got you pegged.

I'd say they got us
both pegged, guy.

What was that stuff?

My eyes.

That's twice you
let him get away.

What are you, a scorekeeper?

What now?

I lifted his registration
from the Jeep.

We got his address.
Let's beat him home.

Yeah.

Pete! Pete!

You're not gonna believe
what just happened to me!

What?

Hello.

This MacGyver?

Who's this?

What's in a name?

Suffice it to say,
we got your pal Thornton.

You want to hear?

I'm all right.

I'm all right, MacGyver.

You got that?

We'd like to extend
an invitation to you, too.

What's this all about?

Don't talk. Listen.

There's a cleaning plant
at 535 East Seventeenth Street.

You be there at 8:00 tonight
with the microfilm,

or there won't be enough left of
your friend to put in a small box.

MacGyver

better play this smart.

For my sake.

And yours.

Microfilm.

They think
I've got their microfilm.

Look out!

Oh! Look out!

Hey, I'm really sorry.

You guys all right?

Yeah, I think so.

I'm just a beginner.

My name's Phil.

Phil.

Phil. The ski pole. Of course.

Whoever was holding Pete

wanted this microfilm
badly enough to kill for it.

I wanted to know why.

I didn't have the proper device
to read the film,

but I figured my microscope
could do the task...

except it was in about
five different pieces.

If you don't have the
right equipment for the job,

you just have
to make it yourself.

I wanted to magnify the film,

so I just put it
between two glass slides.

Now all I had to do was add
a drop of clear liquid...

water, oil, whatever's handy.

instant magnification.

Now, I don't know too much
about gambling,

but I do know a bookie's
ledger sheet when I see one.

You know,
friendship is a wonderful thing.

That's how I know MacGyver
is going to show up.

We're not that close.

Hey, you broke your leg
digging him out of an avalanche.

That's close enough for me.

He owes you.

Threats don't work on MacGyver.

Oh, yeah?
Well, this one better.

When he gets here, the two of you
are going right in that dryer back there.

You know what that
temperature gets up to?

450 degrees.

Think about it.

The laundry bags
get into the building

on a series of overhead tracks,

kind of like
a railroad switching yard.

I wanted to get
inside the laundry

using the best cover
I could find.

Yeah, what?

I'm in the middle
of an important meet...

Gloria!

Gloria, I'll be home
when I'm home.

No, I'm not going
to stop for milk.

Send the maid.

Or, break your heart,

and you go to the market
for a change.

Goodbye.

I got the Sword of Socrates
hanging over my head,

she wants me to buy milk.

What's that?

Coming from back there.
Check it out.

You think that
might be the cops?

This laundry's been
a perfect cover for ten years.

Why would they show up now?

Unless MacGyver tipped 'em off.

I see one uniform,
you get it right in the heart.

What's going on out there?

Go shut off those machines.

How do I know
how to turn it off?

They got switches,
don't they? On, off?

Shut 'em off.
And find Willie!

Oh, boy. Oh...

Help!

Hey, let me down!

Hey, come on, this ain't funny!

I'm afraid of heights!

Help! Help!

- Let me go!
- I'll take care of this myself.

I wouldn't touch that
if I were you,

unless you want to
look like a light bulb.

See what I mean?

Uh... you, uh...

you seem like
a reasonable guy to me.

We make a deal, right?

Nah, I don't think so.

I think you'd better get used
to being cooped up.

You can't do this to me,
you punk, you...

Hey, let me out of here!

Listen to me, stupid!

Hi.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

They were going to put
me in that spin dryer.

Ah, we couldn't let 'em do that.

You might shrink.

Funny.

Listen, that microfilm
that Leland wanted...

Hidden right inside
that ski pole.

- Phil. You remember Phil?
- Yeah.

He made the switch on us.

What do you say we get
these guys picked up, huh?

Right. And, uh, next time
we go on vacation,

what do you say we go to Hawaii,
all right?

- Anything you say, Pete.
- Yeah...

Pete?

Ow!

You okay?

No, I'm not!

Is it the ankle again?

No, no, that's fine.

I think I broke the other one.

Okay, we're doing fine now.

Just... watch the wall.
Watch the... Oh!

Would you take it easy,
MacGyver?

I'm doing the best I can.

Now, just go slowly, slowly.

Watch the door.
Watch the door.

Well, I'm pooped.

Getting this chair
up those stairs was no easy job.

You were the one
sitting down, remember?

Yeah, well, someone had
to navigate, didn't they?

You could've hurt yourself.

Oh...

Now, can I get you anything?

No, I think I'll just rest.

Oh, uh, that blanket.
Is that still around?

Yeah.

You know, breaking bones
gives me an appetite.

I'm hungry.

We've still got tofu casserole
in the freezer.

No...

I am not going for Chinese.

So, who asked?
Did you hear me asking?

Some ice cream would be great.

I don't have any.

Oh, that's all right.

It's no problem.

How 'bout a quart
of Rocky Road...

with chocolate syrup

and those sprinkles
on top, and, uh,

some cherries?

I'll go get some.

Okay... but don't go
on my account.

Only if you want to.

I am dying to go, Pete.

It'll make my day.

You know, I hope I don't have
to stay here too long.

Living with you is no picnic.

Death is a guarantee
from the day we're born.

But somehow you forget about it,
figure it'll never happen,

at least not to you
or the people you care about.

But it does.

Jack Dalton never believed

that anyone or anything
could put him away.

There wasn't a situation he
couldn't cheat his way out of.

He always had a plan...

...until now.

And it was no different
the last time I saw him.

So what's the deal?

Papa Thornton say you can
come out and play or what?

Yeah.

Good.

Now we go to plane, Kimosabe.

You follow.

He was always dragging me
into some half-baked plan

designed to get him out
of trouble.

I never could just say no
to him.

Midnight border crossing
in a 40-year-old airplane

with a questionable compass,
no charts

and total radio silence
was typical Jack Dalton.

Shouldn't we be using charts
or something?!

Charts!

Shouldn't we be using charts!

What's the name
on the plane, Mac?

"Fly By Night."

Exactly. Now relax,
I know what I'm doing.

Ah, Jack,

you could have
at least said goodbye.

I never even got to thank you for
saving my life in Central America.

I know you were kind of a...

pain in the neck sometimes...

Jack, wouldn't you say
we're running out of runway?

Ah, you worry too much, Mac.

Sometimes you don't worry enough.

Hang on, Mac.
I'm bringin' her around.

What was that?

Tricks o' me trade,
Mac, me boyo.

Tricks o' me trade.

Beautiful! Mac,
I got to tell ya,

it brought tears to my eyes.

Beautiful! Now tell me

you're not havin' just
a little bit of fun!

Yeah, that was you, Jack,

always having just a little bit of fun.

Problem was, you could never
leave well enough alone.

You always had
to take it one step too far.

Jack!

MacGyver!

I'm flattered.
You came.

I had a choice?

Yo, Mac, where you goin'?

Oh, you're not steamed, are you?
Come on, it was a joke!

First, you're gonna
come down here,

so I can punch you in the nose.

Then you're gonna load up all my
stuff and take it back to my place.

You got that?

All-All right, I'm sorry.

If that's what you want,
I'll put it all back.

Good.

Hey, Mac, please,
please don't go.

Where you goin'?
Mac, I'm beggin' you.

- Mac! Whoa!
- Jack!

Ooh-ee!

You should see your face.

Priceless!

Oh, Mac, you haven't changed.

Not a bit!

Neither have you, Jack.

Yeah, thanks.

It wasn't a compliment.

Hey, Mac, you got
to cut me down. Mac!

Mac, cut me down!

Come on, MacGyver!
My head's about to explode here!

Ah! Oh, I knew you wouldn't
leave me hangin'.

You could call me amigo anytime.

If there's ever anything
I can do for you,

just let me know...
amigo.

Now easy, easy.

Hey, wa-watch my head!

You know, I never got
to tell you that...

I hate seeing him
when he looks like this.

And, uh,

and I wonder
if you could all excuse me

for just a few minutes.

I'd like to spend a couple
of minutes

alone with him to say goodbye.

Hope you understand.

Thank you.

We were very close.

I suppose I could have
been wrong about what I saw.

Sure, Jack's left eye used
to always twitch

when he was lying,
but that was when he was alive.

Now...

Nah, not even Jack
could be low enough

to lie about something
like this.

Jack?

Jack!

You're alive!

Jack, what are you up to now?!

Easy, easy.

You're making enough noise
to wake the dead.

If you don't get out of
this coffin right now,

you're gonna wish you were dead!

If I get out of this coffin,
I probably will be dead.

How can you do this to me?

Let me stand here watching
you laying there like that?

Come on, MacGyver,
watch the duds.

I got to get 'em back by 3:00.

It's big prom night.

I got a rate.

Jack, how could you do this?

No biggie.

Hire some bums to mourn me.

Pick some nice organ music.

Find a coffin that...

I don't want you
to get mixed up in this, Mac.

But it's great to see you.

Now, would you mind leaving?

All right, Jack, I want
to know what's goin' on.

- What are you up to?
- I'm undercover.

Special assignment with the CIA.

As a corpse?

Enough, Jack.

No.

The other side broke my cover.

I figured I had to lay low
for awhile.

This was the only plan I had.

Don't you think six feet under
is taking laying low a little far?

When guys like that want you dead,

you can't get low enough.

- Mourners?
- They'd like to be!

Let's go!

Next time,
I'm just sending flowers.

Come on!
Come on!

What?!

Jack!

Al!

Come on, this way.

Hi-yo Silver, away!

All right, Jack, let's have it!

Who have you cheated,
swindled or robbed this time?

Why do you always have
to think the worst?

I'm an honest businessman now.

I run an honest business.

Jack-Be-Quick Messenger Service.

So what's that got to do
with this little game

of spy versus spy
you think you're playing?

It's the truth!

I was doing an honest
day's work.

Pick up and deliver.

Is it my fault nobody told me

I was delivering top secret
government documents?

Who to?

The other side.

Them!

The other side?!

Them?!

These guys know
what they're doing!

Now you know why I wanted
to play dead for a while.

They think I know too much.

They think I finked to the CIA.

- Did you?
- Of course.

There were these two agents
who already knew what I was doing.

They asked me
to keep on making deliveries

until they could track down
their leak inside the CIA.

We got 'em!

Now they'll have to slow
down for the traffic.

They're catching up!

Go straight across the street!

But the alley's
blocked down there!

I know it's blocked!

Just hit the brake
and follow me when I say stop!

Whoa... whoa...!

We can't get through!
There's no room!

Now!

Yahoo!

Look out!

Hold on, son!

I got your training
wheels right here!

You miss me?

I can't seem
to get along without you.

More fun than a circus, huh?

home, sweet home!

You're still chiseling space
in that building?

Where else?

It's now corporate headquarters,

and my luxury suite.

I even have my own private
executive elevator.

Yeah, some executive elevator.

This is your home
and your office?

Yeah, it's two.

Two? Two what?

Two tax breaks in one.

Looks great on the 1040.

To the Bat Cave, Robin!

Get a grip on that
claustrophobia, son.

We have privacy, security,
all the comforts of home.

It's not much of a view, but still,
a bargain for the money.

men's furnishings,

ladies' lingerie, Jack-Be-Quick
Messenger Service.

Please watch your step.

Nice.

I never got around
to getting that maid.

Now, what happened?

I was sure you had crashed
in Central America

after you flew off
with that crooked cop.

Well, I came this close.

I tricked the cop into
bailing out with the drugs.

Then I made a few
last-minute arrangements

with the guy
at the big control tower.

Waited for the fuel to run out.

- Did it?
- Yup.

But just as I was going down,

this warm updraft,
like God's own hand,

picked me up and carried me
right down the coast.

- I went down there.
- Where?

Right in the middle
of this native village.

Mac, you wouldn't believe it.
They were all women.

They were all beautiful.

Jack?

I know you're lying
when your left eye blinks.

Now, come on.

Okay. Before I took you
to Central America,

my doctor said
I'd be lucky to last a month.

So, after I crashed,
I figured...

jungle's as good a
place as any to die.

But you know something?

I didn't die.

I never felt better in my life.

So, I figured it was time
to pay my old doc another visit.

And what'd your doctor say?

You won't believe this.

That dark spot on my x-ray...
the one that was killing me?

Yeah?

Gone.

I've been given a
new lease on life.

Man, I'm doing it right
this time.

Straight.

No more lies.

Not even
about that CIA business?

So, you'll go to them
and straighten it out?

Not exactly.

See, not everybody at the CIA
knows I'm working for 'em.

Well, you told me they asked you
to keep on making those deliveries.

I was asked.

But only by these two agents.

My contact and his partner.

See, somebody went bad
in the CIA,

and until they found out who it is,
they couldn't trust anybody.

Who's your contact?

"Light." That's his code name.

Then we'll go to Light.

- How do we find him?
- Only one place I ever met him.

This was the only
place we ever met.

He didn't like crowds.

Looks like he got one now.

We couldn't find a weapon

but we found some tracks
down the hill.

All right, you boys
can take him away now.

Thanks.

You need some paperwork
you need to file on this?

Yeah, fill out this and, uh,

and give it back to me, okay?
When you're done?

Good deal.

Uh-oh. Light's out.

What?

That's Light --

my contact.

Who'd want him dead?

Those are the guys!

They killed him!

Run away.

Those two?

Halt or I'll shoot!

Get in the car!

All right, come on, here we go!

Their names are Dalton
and MacGyver.

I want an APB now!

Tell Mr. Berrenger that
everything is well in hand now.

All right, that's two of them.

Let's go;
maybe Pete can help us.

Not so fast.

The guys we're dealing with
are good.

They got the license number
from your Jeep at the funeral home.

They know where you live.
They know where you work.

They'll be keeping an eye
on both.

They can't keep an eye
on a phone call, can they?

Let's go.

That's crazy!

We're both wanted for murder.

The CIA think we killed Light,

the police think
we killed Light.

Police? CIA?

How about the FBI?
Let's go for the hat trick.

Witnesses?! Who?!

Getting so you can buy anything
for the right price.

Thank you very much.
We certainly will.

Right.

Papa Thornton come through?
Can he bring us in?

No, Pete's out of the country.

Brockman's covering for him.

He set up a meet
for tonight at 10:00.

Friend of his at the CIA

says it's the best way
to handle things.

- What do we do?
- Meet.

It's good to see you boys.

I thought we'd have a little
more trouble bringing you in.

That's the guy
from this afternoon.

You said we killed Light.

You work for the CIA.

Why don't you just climb
down off that thing?

Move around there, both of you.

Nice and easy.
Get 'em up.

Keep your hands in front there
where I can see 'em.

You, get 'em up.

Am I dreaming, or
is this a movie?

You like movies?

How about The Man
Who Knew Too Much?

I was thinking more of
Three Days of the Condor.

What? Remind me.

That's the one where
there's a bad apple in the CIA.

He tries to kill Robert Redford
'cause he knows too much.

Oh, that's right.

Yeah, uh, with,
uh, Faye Dunaway?

- Yeah, and Max von... you know.
- Right, right, right, right.

All right, let me
get this straight, guys.

I want to understand this.

You're the bad apples,
obviously,

and you're covering up the fact
that you're double agents,

double-crossing the CIA.

I don't think Faye Dunaway
could follow this.

Sure she could.

Now, we're Robert Redford,
and you're about to kill us?

That is a good review.

And the show's over.

- Oh-ho-ho!
- Look out!

Mount up, Jack!

Come on, MacGyver, push!

I am pushing! Go!

So, what am I supposed
to tell Berrenger?

You tell him there's
been a change in plans.

I'll make the final delivery
tomorrow... personally.

What about them?

The way I see it, there's
only one place they can go --

the drop spot that was
scheduled for tonight.

Let's go.

What do we do now?

The police want us for murder
and the CIA wants us dead.

Does anybody else know about
this arrangement with Light?

"The Shadow knows!"

Enough jokes, Jack!

No joke.
Shadow was Light's partner.

- Shadow and Light?!
- Makes sense, don't it?

- Can we trust him?
- Her.

I don't know.

Light said she was on our side,
whichever side that is.

So, where do we find
this Shadow?

I thought you'd never ask.

On Wednesdays, I pick up the
goods and take them to Light,

and he'd switch 'em for
worthless information.

That's what I'd bring
back here to drop off.

So, no real secrets
ever fell into the wrong hands?

Guaranteed. But they
don't know that.

So, who met you here
for the drop?

Remember those nice gentlemen
you met at my funeral?

Ah.

Jack, what makes you so sure

they're gonna go through
with tonight's drop?

They gotta.

Light told me
it was the last one,

the end of the line,
the piece de resistance.

They'll just use
a different messenger.

So, this could be the last
chance to see who's involved.

That's why I figure
Shadow'll be here.

With Light dead, she's gonna
want to keep an eye on the drop.

You gonna recognize her?

I hope so.

I only met her once --
in a library.

What'd she look like?

A librarian.

There's a table.

So?

So she's not here.

I gathered that.

This is no place
for a librarian.

Well, looky there!

Messenger.

Hey, listen...

since Shadow didn't show,
maybe there's something we can do.

- Like?
- Like intercept the package.

You said tonight's
the biggie, right?

They might think twice
about killing us if we had it.

Ooh, leverage.
I love it.

Let me do the talking.

I've got this spy talk
down to a science.

Do you have my package here?

Yes, I have your package here.

That's it?

That's spy talk?

Some science.

Whoa, please!
Not in front of the children.

You don't look anything
like a librarian.

Shadow?

Shh. What do you amateurs
think you're doing?

We got the package!

Now we need your help.

You're our last hope.

What do you want me
to do, call the CIA?

They already killed my partner.

That's right.

And now it's your turn.

All right, come on,
get up. Let's go!

You set us up.

Tonight's delivery was
the bait to bring us out.

That's right.
Now, let's go.

No, I think we're a lot safer
sitting right where we are.

Makes no difference to us.

We can kill you here

or someplace a little
more quiet.

What'll it be?

Don't suppose you got a plan?

No, I figured it was your turn.

Honey, cut it out.
Take a walk!

Hey, that's no way
to treat the lady.

Get lost!

I think you ought
to tell her you're sorry.

Get out of here!

Let's go.

Come on. In here.

There's a door
to the alley there.

Lock that door.

You think you've got enough
locks on here?

We'll never get
out of this place!

It's a bad neighborhood.

- This one needs a key.
- I've got one on the desk.

Here. Here's a key.

The wrong key?!

Whose dressing room
is this wrong key?

Just try another lock
and I'll get another key.

That's it. That's the key.

- Great.
- Now you're cooking.

Okay, Mac, come on.
We got it.

Hang on a second.

Go!

Give me those!

We got to beat it
before the cops get here.

What about them?

They're the ones that are wanted.

Jack!

They can prove we're innocent!

Hey, hey!

Terrific.

The cops are coming,

and the real package
is out there somewhere,

and I haven't got a clue.

I got a shoe.

What's that?

I don't think it's your size,
Cinderella.

- What is it?
- Berrenger Import/Export.

Exposition Boulevard.
Los Angeles, California.

They still have to make
the real delivery.

Maybe that's home base.

If his shoe spends time there,
maybe he does, too.

Maybe you guys are
worth having around.

Let's go.

Yeah, before the cops start
asking too many questions.

Well...

I guess it's up and over.

Jack...

how about down and under?

Better.

You're a pretty smart guy.

After you, my good man.

Here comes another one.

Well, it looks like Berrenger's
heavy into the import/export business.

What better cover than that?

Everything moves in
and out of the country,

all on the up and up.

That's Michaels.

Who's Michaels?

Jay Michaels, the company leak.

That's the guy
that tried to kill us.

Jack, everybody's
tried to kill us.

You mean you knew who
the bad guy inside the CIA was,

and you didn't do anything?

Treason is a pretty big
accusation to throw around.

I need proof.

And that might be
the proof I need.

Final delivery.

I.D., sir.

Okay.

Oh, I would give anything
to get inside that warehouse.

A cipher machine.

Someone who's capable of intercepting
encrypted messages from the U.S.

will now be able
to decrypt them as well.

And they wouldn't have to wait to
be handed secrets from you or me.

Precisely.

Which is why we have to get all
our money out of this thing up front.

How does it work?

Secret message...

provide the predetermined
entry code...

...and it's computed.

And you've got your message.

Fantastic.

So much for
the loading dock door.

You can only get through there if
you're wearing an invoice number.

Well, I guess that's
what I'm gonna have to do then.

I'm impressed.

It's everything you promised
and then some.

And you say there'll be no problem
getting it out of the country?

I've prepared something
very special for its transport.

Let me show you.

Lacks the pizzazz
of the Trojan horse,

but what the hey,
it seems to be working.

So far.

Just put it right here.

Uh, lock up, will you please?

And both of you go
to warehouse number seven

and start unloading
the new shipment.

I have some business
to attend to here

and I don't want to be disturbed
for the rest of the afternoon.

Yes, sir.

Now then...

Would you help me
with this bronze, please?

Very heavy...

Thank you.

And now...

this is where we'll conceal
the cipher machine.

Oh-ho... that's very clever.

So the buyer not only
gets a cipher machine,

but a Remington bronze
in the bargain.

At no extra charge.

And with a certificate of ownership

they'll have no trouble getting
this Remington through customs.

Or the cipher.

Well, now all that's
left is for some buyer

to make me a very wealthy man.

- The plot thickens.
- Uh-huh.

Don't suppose it's some
nickel-and-dime poker game

in the back room, do you?

No.

Whatever stakes
they're playing for,

you can bet they're
a lot higher than that.

Right on time.

Before we show you
what you came to buy,

will you please step
into my office,

so we can discuss
a reasonable price.

Please be seated.

Ow!

This way.

Come on.

Hey, I'll stay here and make sure
no more party crashers show up.

Okay.

Where are they?

They're in Berrenger's office

talking to some buyer
about a cipher machine.

A cipher machine?!
Are you sure?

Yeah... take a look.

Wow.

We have to get this out of here.

Its loss could
seriously compromise

most of this country's
crypto-systems.

It could destroy our
communications security.

That big, huh?

It could be a disaster if it
fell into the wrong hands.

Then prepare yourselves
for a disaster.

I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

Look behind you.

That's the oldest trick
in the book.

Good trick.

Hold it right there!

I've got a gun!

So do I.

Drop it, Dalton.

Fingers...

If you please...

Well, now that this excitement
is over,

will you take care
of our uninvited guests.

Don't you guys get it?

"Dispose of them."
It's a figure of speech.

Inside.

You've got to be kidding.

Care to hear the punch line?

Watch your legs!

- Get away from the scoop!
- Climb over the lip! Quick!

- Watch yourself.
- Jack!

- Get out of the way!
- Oh, you're crazy out there!

Maybe we don't have to wait
until we get to the dump

to dump this garbage
we're hauling.

How do you figure?

The convenience
of push-button killing.

Is it my imagination
or is this room gettin' smaller?

What is that?

Why is it moving?

It's the sled.

Pushes all the trash out of the
back of the truck at the dump.

But isn't the back gate
usually open at the time?

- Yeah.
- Well, what do we do now?

We need braces.

Find some more boards,
sturdy ones.

That's perfect, perfect.

Here.

I think it's working.

What if it doesn't hold?

Then we go to Plan B.

What's Plan B?

Let's see how Plan A goes first.

Oh!

I think it's time for Plan B.

It's getting closer.

What're you doing now?

Plan B.

Find a piece of metal.

- What is Plan B?
- We're going fishing.

I hope they're biting.

MacGyver, exactly
what are we fishing for?

A way to turn off the sled control.

MacGyver, hurry!

- Got it!
- Attaboy!

- Wonderful!
- Great!

Wait a minute!
You hooked the wrong thing.

The sled's still coming
and the back end is opening.

- What now?
- I guess we jump.

At 50 miles an hour?!

Is this part of the plan?

Not exactly.

What's Plan C?

Jump!

Wait a minute!

Pull over! I think
we got some trouble.

They must still be in here.

Yeah, let's go close
the scoop, huh?

Well, looks like we made
a little mess here.

I know just the place
for this mess.

In the truck with the rest
of the garbage.

- Good idea.
- Let's get my mess first.

You always go first.

Congratulations.

I'm sure your country will be
very pleased with your purchase.

Not until it arrives safely.

You do have
the appropriate customs papers?

Oh, yes.

Everything is in perfect order.
It just needs your signature.

Would you be kind enough
to come to my office?

Move it, Jack!

We gotta get
that cipher machine back.

Okay, but what're you
doing up there?

- Looking for a cop.
- Are you kidding?

You can never find one
when you need one.

We'll just attract a little
attention on the way.

All right!

That's a red light!

Exactly!

Yo!

My men should be back here
any minute now...

and they'll take you
wherever you wish to go.

CIA!

Gotcha!

Cuff him!

Come on!

Book him, Dan-o.

Spy One.

This is it.

We did it.

Yeah, I'd say we cleaned up
pretty good.

Yep.

Kind of makes you glad
to be alive again, doesn't it?

Well, MacGyver,
you saved my hide again.

- Guess that makes us even.
- Even?

Okay, so you owe me one yet.
But hey, who's counting?

You know, being dead
made me realize something.

Jack, you were only
in the coffin for half an hour.

Ah, it's not the quantity
of time so much as the quality.

Anyway, like I was saying,
it made me realize something.

Life's a terrible thing
to waste.

Especially when it's yours.

So, from now on,
I put myself to good use.

An honest day's pay
for an honest day's work.

Glad to hear it.

Where are you going?
This isn't the way to my Jeep.

I could've sworn I told you.
I just got one quick job to do.

An honest day's work
for an honest day's pay?

You got it.

Quick stop by the pier.

Look for a man with a peg leg
and a parrot on his shoulder.

He's supposed to have
something for me.

Jack!

It's a joke, MacGyver!
It's a joke!

The usual problem in Los Angeles

on a lazy Saturday
is what to do.

Surfing in the Pacific?

Skiing in the mountains?

Maybe head for the beach
and watch the girls roll in.

Mm... not exactly.

I was celebrating,
if that's the word,

the anniversary of a friendship.

I'd met Pete Thornton
seven years ago today,

so I'd been running
around all morning long

following the anniversary
instructions Pete had sent me.

He asked me to locate
a bar magnifying glass

and bring it to him at
Adler's Wrecking Yard

at 8:00 sharp.

Pete always could come up with
something a little off-center.

Now, where to find him?

Hey, Pete!

Over here!

Pete?

Here. Over here.

Hi. What you doing?

What am I doing?

What are you doing?

Do you have any idea
how difficult it is

to find a bar magnifier
on a weekend?

No. And what do we
want one for anyway?

Get inside if you want to ask
any more dumb questions.

I can't hear you.

The only way you can fit in here
is if you're a contortionist,

and I don't qualify.

Should have brought
a flashlight.

And what am I doing here?

Playing hide-and-seek...

...for a newspaper?

Well, I don't know,

but your note said
to meet you here at 8:00

and to bring a bar magnifier.

My note?
I'm here because of your note.

I never sent you a note.

Jack.

Dalton?

That clown?

Are you telling me he got us
out here on a wild-goose chase?

Yeah, sure.
It's his kind of practical joke.

He was part of it
seven years ago

when you and I first met,
you remember that?

How could I forget?

Here.

Now, let's see what you got.

Knowing Jack, there's some
kind of goofy message.

I can't believe he got
us out here this early.

Here.

Look at that.

"In memorium.

"Three dear friends
taken before their time.

Peter Thornton..."

"Jack Dalton, MacGyver."

What is going on?

Doors are jammed!

Are you all right?

Whoever got us in here,
it wasn't Jack Dalton.

All right, let's see if
we can raise the roof.

All right, it's moving!

All right, here.

Come on.

You okay, Pete?

- Yeah. You?
- Yeah.

We're in a box.

Looks like a semitrailer.

Yeah, we're on our way...
somewhere.

Door is locked solid.
Tight as a drum.

There's no access to the cab.

Does that look like
a speaker to you?

Yeah.

The walls are insulated,
soundproof.

Someone really set this up.

The question is, who?

You didn't happen to see
who was driving the forklift?

No, I couldn't see a thing.

Pete, do you remember what
happened seven years ago today?

Yeah. You and I first met.

Yeah, chasing Murdoc.

- Murdoc?
- Yeah.

He's dead.

He got killed
when that building collapsed.

The body was never found.

And Murdoc's just the kind to
set these neat, perfect little traps.

That was seven years ago.
In the past.

The man is dead. Dead!

Is he?

Thornton, MacGyver,

do you remember
what Mark Twain once said?

"The reports of my death
are greatly exaggerated."

Well, Murdoc,
looks like I was wrong.

You obviously have plans for us,
what are they?

Guess.

A little trip?

Chance to get reacquainted?

Exactly, MacGyver,
the three of us together again.

For the next hour anyway.

Then what?

Oh, and then it's over.

Over.

I can guess
what he's got in mind for us.

It's getting close in here.

Yeah,
he wants us to sweat first.

Yeah, first, before he kills us.

Hey, Pete, look.

Same make, model and
year as Jack's old cab.

He really set this up with
all the trimmings, didn't he?

Happy anniversary.

Looks like we're right back
where we were seven years ago.

Yeah. I remember.

Sixth and Bowdray.

It was the first fare
of the day.

And all I was trying to do was keep
Jack Dalton's taxicab in business.

You free?

You bet.

Where you headed?

South and Third, please.
And I'm in a hurry.

Emergency?

Just business.

Please, step on it,

won't you, Jack?

Actually, it's MacGyver
at your service, ma'am.

Uh, Miss... uh...

Sara.

Sara.

South and Third, coming up.

It's just ahead.

Stop here.

You sure this is where you
want to be dropped off?

I'll be fine.

Okay, 3.50.

Keep the change.

Good luck, Sara.

Hold it!

Sara! Look out!

I don't know who you are, jocko,
but stay out of this.

- All right, don't shoot.
- Put a cork in it.

Okay, you'll get
no trouble from me.

No!

Get off me!

All right.

You are pushing it, kid.

Get in the cab.

- Move, move.
- I'm going.

In the cab.

Go.

I'm on my way.

We are on my way.

Follow that car.
Move. Move.

Yes, sir.

Come on. Step on it.

I hope
it's not too uncomfortable

for you back there, gentlemen.

Not to worry, we'll live.

I seriously
doubt that, Thornton.

Come on, Pete.

Start digging into this old wreck,
see if there's anything useful.

In this junk heap?

It's the only heap we've got.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

You know, you wouldn't
even be here now

if you hadn't been driving
Jack's cab in the first place.

Yeah, that's right.

Me driving Jack's cab

and you
waving your gun in my face.

All right, now slow down.

Just keep that car in sight.

This hack stands out
like a sore thumb.

What were you trying
to do back there, be a hero?

I figured the lady needed help.

That lady is a top level
world-class assassin named Murdoc,

whom I've been investigating
for the past six months.

- You're a cop.
- A cop?

Do I look like a cop?

Yeah.

I'm a U.S. government agent.
DXS.

What?

Department of External Services.

Oh, well, listen,

I'm sorry I messed you up
back there with Murdoc.

I thought she was being mugged.

Well, you had no way of
knowing the truth so you jumped in.

Got yourself in
over your head this time, kid.

Name's MacGyver.

Pete Thornton.

It looks like Murdoc is turning.

Careful.

Don't get too close.

Don't!

Bazookas.

I had this arranged
just in case.

And you cooperated
so beautifully.

She's a man.

He's a killer.

The bazooka
is a very effective weapon.

Move your cab one inch,
and they'll blow it.

Try to get out

and they'll blow it.

Why didn't you tell me?

I operate
on a need-to-know basis.

I guess you need to know.

Murdoc
is an international terrorist,

specializes in disguises.

He's half chameleon,
half rattlesnake.

When he makes a hit,

he always takes a
picture of his victim...

dying.

Keeping an album, is he?

No. One shot goes to whoever
paid for the hit as proof,

and a copy to us --
the DXS -- just for fun.

And this is who I chose to help?

That's right.

Sorry I got you into this, kid.

So am I.

So what do we do?

Well, I'll tell you,

I haven't got a clue.

What are you doing?

Taking off my shoelaces.

Your shoelaces?

I got an idea.

Listen, don't panic.

Don't try anything funny,
hear me?

I feel I've gotten to know you
over the past five years, Peter.

May I call you Peter?

Just keep smiling
for the camera.

It's just that I do feel as if

we should be on a
first name basis.

Be my guest.

It's been such
an interesting chess match.

Myself against all
the forces of the DXS.

Especially the redoubtable
Peter Thornton.

A lasso?

- Am I boring you, Peter?
- For roping the gas pedal?

I'm fascinated. Keep talking.

Rope the gas pedal?
You're crazy.

Just keep him interested.

Listen, Murdoc, it's not over.

Oh, but it is.

Do you remember Lisbon?

Yeah, I almost had you.

Almost.

But in this game that we play,
close does not count.

For you it's a game,
I'm dead serious.

Oh, I'm sure you are, Peter,

I'm sure you are.

Perhaps that's your biggest problem,
a total absence of humor.

What're you gonna do
with a wrench?

I need something
to guide the shoelace.

I'm sure you'll tell us.

It means that when I win,
you lose.

And you have lost.

Hand me that paper clip,
will you?

What now?

We're stretching this
guy to the limit.

...Peter, I shall take special care

of developing your photograph.

Maybe I can appeal
to his sense of justice.

Murdoc, remember,
I did try to help you.

Yes, you did.

It's a little unfair
that a simple bystander

has to become
an innocent pawn in this game.

A monkey wrench and a paper clip?

Yeah, I want to reverse
the direction of force

I'm going to put
on this shoelace.

...but we live in difficult times

and good Samaritans die young.

If it's any solace,

you will be immortalized
in my files,

along with Peter.

You won't be forgotten,
only you will be dead.

This camera and the motor drive
are activated by the explosion

when the bazooka fires.

I'll save these shots for
my private collection.

Now I get it.

You're replacing the
push on the gas pedal

with a pull on that door handle.

You got it.

Five minutes.

I'll contact you about
the pictures later.

Yes, sir.

He's gone.

That cuts the odds.

Not enough for my blood.

Look, let me try
my idea first, please.

But that's nuts.

We're gonna gamble on a
homemade cruise control?

It's scientifically sound.

As I open the door,

the shoelace pulls through
the steering wheel

down to the paper clip.

That reverses the direction of pull
and yanks down the gas pedal.

Cab takes off, we jump out.

Why don't we just blow
them away now?

Murdoc said five minutes
and that's what they get.

Say when.

Now.

Stay put!

It worked!

How 'bout that?

You're okay, kid.

What's that?

Duct tape.

Real handy stuff.

Carry it with me all the time.

Just in case you run
into a bazooka or two?

Or whatever.

Well, I guess I owe you one.

No, you owe Jack Dalton one.

Who's he?

Jack Dalton, a friend of mine.

And he owns that...

owned that vehicle.

So you owe him one taxicab

and one humongous explanation.

What kind of shape is Dalton in?

Couple of broken legs,

but he'll be worse
when he hears about his cab.

Hey, MacGyver, just in time.

What does this look like?

A little boy's room.

Wrongo.
The dawn of a new age.

Jack Dalton studies
the science of flight.

Don't you think "Fly By Night" would
look better on a plane than a cab?

Well... no.

Well, I figure I'd sell the cab,

put the money down
on a new pair of wings.

Before you know it,
I'm hiring stewardesses.

This could be big, MacGyver.

Jack, about selling the cab...

This is
Mr. Pete Thornton.

A buyer.

Ooh-hoo, you read my mind.

Mr. Thornton, have
I got a cab for you.

MacGyver's been driving it,
good buddy that he is.

He can testify to what a sweet
road machine you'll be getting.

Yeah, uh, listen,
what happened to you?

Oh, a little vehicular mishap.
Not in the cab.

Jack roller-skated off
the Santa Monica Pier

looking at a blonde.

Yeah, but I got her number
and when I get outta here...

But let's stick
to business, Mr. Thornton.

Now we're talking
big bucks here,

but she's worth it,
it's a great cab.

Sturdy, durable, can
withstand anything.

Not... anything.

Shh, I'm talking.

Uh, Mr. Dalton, I represent
a company which pursues

a wide variety of, uh, pursuits.

I think I hear profits here.
Keep talking.

Well, actually, somebody engaged

in our temporary employ
borrowed your cab.

Borrowed it?

Yeah.

You guys don't have it?

Not at the present.

MacGyver, is this true?

Yeah, it's true.

Mr. Thornton, would you
mind if my buddy and I

played a little
one-on-one for a minute?

No, uh, why don't
I wait outside?

- What?
- No, I'll be right outside.

Where, where are you going?
You said you'd be here.

No.

MacGyver, this is me.

This is Jack,
this is your buddy.

Give it to me straight.

You know how important
my cab is to me. It's my future.

You scratched it, didn't you?

Well, no, not exactly.

Okay, a dent.
You put a dent in it.

Listen, Jack...

I can live with a dent.
Tell me it's a dent.

It's a little more than a dent.

Mr. Thornton and I
were riding in your cab

chasing this woman
who was actually a man

who had a guy
with a bazooka waiting

and he blew up your cab.

Hold it. Run that back.
Run that by me again.

Um, Mr. Thornton and I
were riding in your cab

and we're chasing this woman...

No, no, just the last part.

Two guys with bazookas
blew up your cab.

They blew up my cab
with a bazooka.

Two bazookas.

But I can explain.

Bazookas?

You can explain bazookas?

You cannot explain bazookas!

Jack?

- You all right?
- Ow! My arm!

Well, what happened?

- What did you say to him?
- My arm!

Doctor says with a little luck
Jack's busted arm

ought to be healed by
the time he can walk again.

Well, I bet that didn't
exactly cheer him up.

Listen, I called the office.

You give us the ownership
and registration papers,

we'll pay for the cab.

All right, all papers
are back at Jack's place.

I'm staying there
while he's laid up.

Oh, you should be able
to keep using that apartment

at least for another month.

He's got an apartment
in an office building?

Not exactly in it... under it.

Not much of a view,
but it's quiet,

and the neighbors
don't bother you.

It's kinda homey.

Homey? It's a dungeon.

You call this an apartment?

Well, yeah, sort of.

See, Jack rented some storage
space for his truck

a few years ago and he's kind
of expanded his territory.

He is not a neat person.

No, but he's a good friend.

And I figure I can clean the place up
a little bit when I get some spare time.

You mean when
you're not driving his cab?

Yeah.
Let me get those papers for you.

You are a do-gooder, MacGyver.

90% of the people
in the world are smart.

They see trouble coming,
they duck and run.

10% are like you -- can't
resist cleaning up the mess.

Here are those papers.

Don't move.

So how long you figure
it'll be...?

Why? What? What?

Didn't you hear a click
when you sat down?

That click...

like the kind you hear
before... kaboom?

It's probably a low-powered
charge specially designed.

It's only gonna destroy the bed.

What about the guy on it?

Yeah, that, too.

Oh, boy.

Nice job.

Very clever.

Any attempt to defuse it
is gonna blow it.

Will you stop that?

It's nice to hear all this
professional appreciation,

but I happen to be the target.

Easy.
Stay cool, MacGyver.

The important thing to remember
is that with a charge like this,

it blows almost
completely straight up.

Oh.

All right, give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

It's coming.

Now.

Huh?

Now!

You all right?

Fine.

Murdoc won't be happy when he
finds out he only blew up the bed.

Neither will Jack.

What is it?

What's the matter?

Oh...

Guess it went
a little sideways, huh?

Yeah. Thanks.

Suppose that comes in pretty
handy in your line of work.

What with disguises and stuff.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Listen, MacGyver.

Anybody who can use a paper clip,
a pair of shoelaces

and a rusty monkey wrench
to take out two bazookas

could be very useful
in taking Murdoc.

Help me.

- You're serious, aren't you?
- Yeah.

Forget it.

The taxi ride was it.

I quit the volunteer business.

MacGyver, he is going to
try to kill you either way.

Now you cooperate and
maybe we'll take him.

What do you say?

Partners.

We're making extraordinarily
good time, gentlemen.

I'd say half way home.

He's really full of himself,
isn't he?

Well, he was confident
seven years ago, too.

Good point.

Found something.

Oh, yeah.

Spare pantyhose
for when he's Sara.

Well, hang on to them.
They might come in handy.

Not my size.

Well, if this engine runs at all,
we'll have a power source.

But with no engine,
I guess... we don't.

No, we don't.

I am getting bored
with this box.

You know, I remember
negotiating with Jack

about the price of his cab.

Right now I would give
everything I own

for an engine in
this one so we could

crash out of this place!

Hey, Pete, Pete,
Pete, come on, come on.

Take it easy, guy, take it easy.

Come on.

I know you don't like
to be cooped up like this,

but we're gonna get out,
I promise you.

Of course, then we're going
to have to tell Jack

the whole story,
like we did seven years ago.

Remember what that was like?

You're gonna pay for my cab?

Full current value.

But let's remember,
it's a vehicle that is...

Unique.

Custom interior.

Do you know what
a custom paint job costs?

Well, I'll tell you.
18 coats, hand-rubbed lacquer.

The base paint metallic.
The best.

A new engine...

Jack...

I repainted your cab.

He's got honesty the way
some people have diseases.

Incurable.

Yeah, he does.

That's why he made us promise
to pay for your cab.

What about my fuzzy dice?

Everything.

They're gonna pay
for everything, Jack.

- Including the bed.
- Good.

Bed?

Bed? What bed?

Your bed.
The one in your apartment.

Murdoc rigged it.

See, when I sat
on your bed, it blew up.

My bed blew up?

He blew up my bed?

Well, who is this guy?
Why is he after me?

You're taking this pretty hard.

Well, how do you want me
to take it, lying down?

MacGyver, you gotta
get me outta here.

I'm in a bed.
This could blow up any second.

Mr. Dalton, you are much better
off here than on the outside.

Besides, Murdoc doesn't want you,
he's after MacGyver.

He can have him.

I hang around with you anymore,
this guy Murdoc'll total my apartment.

I'll be sleeping
at the Midnight Mission.

You're kinda bitter, aren't you?

Me? Oh, no.

This is the best day of my life.

Probably the last.

I brought you a treat,
Mr. Dalton.

Jell-O and chocolate pudding.

Oh, yum.

If you're a good boy
and take all your pills,

I'll call the orderly and order
a nice long sponge bath.

Now!

Please! I've only got
one arm left! Ow!

Ow!

I've checked Harbison Street
and all the alleys.

All clear this side.

Roger, Lincoln 42.

Blasting process starting now.
Maintain radio silence.

Lincoln 42, roger.

Hey, you!

This is a demolition zone!

They're going
to blow that building!

What's going on?

Some nut just ran into the building.
They're going to blow it.

I'll try and stop them.

Get back!

Come on.
Come on!

Do you remember the day you
forced me into the demolition zone?

Do you remember?

Well, if you don't, don't worry.

You're going to experience it.

You know, I worked on
Murdoc's file for a long time

before I finally
caught up with him.

We should have checked that
building seven years ago.

Pete, it was checked.

Weshould have checked it!

We're off the pavement.

Sounds like
he's unhitching the trailer.

I know you've had a long
dull ride, but it is over.

Come on, we gotta
think of something.

We gotta think of something.

I'm thinking, Pete.
I'm thinking.

Slightly curious, gentlemen?

Shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

Be patient. I was.

That was a dumb thing to do,
wasn't it?

Maybe.

Think you'd feel any better?

- Huh?
- Yeah, I do.

Done.

Last stop, gentlemen,
and last chance.

So I shall be crystal clear.

I have just packed 12 pounds
of dynamite on and beneath you,

enough to blow, say, a...
a good-sized building.

And more than enough
for a truck trailer.

So now's your time
to make peace.

To be precise...

...seven minutes

to hell.

Not a lot of time.

No, not a lot.
Hold this, will you?

Any ideas?

Ah, well, nothing solid yet.

Why are you smiling like that?

I know that look.

I've never been able to figure
out how your mind works,

but I know when it works.

Oh, great --
an old oil can, an old car,

an old pair of pantyhose
and an old battery.

I know I'm happy.

Don't forget the exhaust pipe.

My cup runneth over.

Well, the exhaust is rusty iron.

That oil can is aluminum,

and that battery's still
got some acid in it.

How could I forget that?

Give me a hand, will you?

You have two and a half
minutes and counting.

Time to make peace
with yourselves.

It's your last chance.

- Still got those pantyhose?
- Yeah, right here.

I want you to soak them in oil.
It's a key part of our plan.

Plan? I wasn't sure we had a plan.

- Reassure me, will you?
- Pantyhose -- soak them.

You know what I'm
thinking about?

A paper clip, pair of shoelaces,

two pros with bazookas
who bit the dust.

So I do have a measure of faith.

Better hustle, Pete.

1:43 to go.

It will be
a memorable photograph.

Do I want to know what
it is we're making?

A sort of a bomb.

How big a bomb?

Well, a pretty good one.

See, the ferric oxide
in the aluminum shavings

should generate enough heat
to explode the battery.

And when it blows,
it sets off the dynamite

that Murdoc
put under the trailer.

You know what we'll be?

Huh?

- Acid rain.
- No.

Dynamite's stable.

Usually.

It's all we got, Pete.

All right, Pete, let's go!

We're gonna need our fuse now.

Ah, the old duct tape, huh?

Never leave home without it.

48 seconds.

Pete, I don't know what's
going to happen here,

so you better take cover.

It's going to work.

- Still...
- Yeah.

No!

He's got dynamite!
It's gonna blow!

He's dead.

He could have gotten out.

There was time.

The whole thing blew up.

He's dead.

Maybe.

Boy, I've got a bump on my head

from when we went out
the back of the trailer.

It still hurts.

Well, I haven't got much
insulation up there.

Yeah, Pete, I remember when you
used to wear a hairpiece.

Why'd you stop wearing that?

I, uh, grew out of it.

Hey, guys!

Hey.

Wow, that's how I felt when
I got my first "Dear John" letter.

Hey, I'm sorry. I apologize.

For what?

I got your note, but, hey,

me get up at sunrise
on a Sunday morning

to come to a reunion
at a junkyard?

You got a note to come out here?

Come on, Pete, you sent it.

Anyway...

it took me forever to find
the lilies you asked for,

after I woke up,
around noon or a little later.

The idea sounds like a kick,
where's the party?

Uh, actually, it's over.

Oh, no. You mean you guys
been sitting around waiting

since 8:00 this morning?

No, no, not all that time.

We, uh...

we went on a field
trip with a friend.

Well, I'd like to hear
all about it, but first...

Well, I may have
missed all the fun,

but I want a picture
for old time's sake.

Remember who brought us together
in the first place?

That maniac Murdoc?

Dead and buried
these seven years.

Hold it. Here it comes.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Jones and Taylor just got it.

How many guys have we got left?

Just you and me.

I think the best route
is due west

about a hundred yards.

MacGyver, I want to tell you

how much I appreciate
your being here.

Save it till we get
that little silver box back.

Here.

Just for insurance.

Pete, you know how I feel
about those things.

Yeah, I do, but you're
defenseless out here.

No, just weaponless.

Come on.

There it is.

The silver box is hidden
right under that bridge.

Uh-oh.

Looks like we've got company.

Maybe I can use that
rifle after all.

You're gonna use a rifle?

Absolutely.

- What are you doing?
- Gonna try and get his attention.

MacGyver, the last thing we need
is to bring him over here.

No, that's exactly
what we do need.

We just won't be here
to greet him.

Why don't you keep watch
while I do this?

Haven't seen anybody else.

What's that?
Time delay fuse?

Yeah. Should draw his
attention over here.

While we go to the bridge.

Right.

Good idea.

Let's go.

Diversion worked.

We're home free.

No, the timer worked.

We're not done yet.

Go ahead, I'll keep watch.

I guess you're right, Pete.

This was pretty easy.

I'm hit!

Pete?

There goes the trophy again!

Hey, Jeff, I want
to talk to you!

Be back in a second.

Congratulations.

And it was nice
to meet you, Kelly.

Thanks. You weren't so bad
out there yourself.

Oh, boy, I've really
got to hand it to you.

Not only do you not come
to the competition this year,

but you end up winning.

- And with a ringer.
- You mean Kelly.

Yes, I mean Kelly.

- Where'd you get her anyway?
- She's Joe Henderson's kid.

Henderson? You mean the
Joe Henderson?

The Bushmaster champ?

Joe's the reason
I couldn't show up today.

What's the matter,
some kind of trouble?

Joe was on a cargo flight
for us to Panama City.

His plane went down
over San Perez.

Oh, no.

- Is he dead?
- No, he's okay.

They're calling him a spy, Pete.

They're holding him
for questioning.

Joe Henderson a spy?
That is ridiculous!

That's what I've been telling
the State Department.

And?

And bureaucrats got their own
way of dealing with things. Slow.

It's just I can't hold off
telling Kelly any longer.

Mr. Moore,
didn't I tell you we'd get it?

Didn't I tell you, Mr. Moore?

You sure did, Kelly.

It's just great.

My dad is gonna flip
when he sees this.

Yeah, you bet he is.

Uh, look, there's something
I need to talk to you about, Kelly.

You should hear her
talk about that trophy.

Yeah. Well, she's got something
more important to think about now.

What about diplomatic channels?

Have you exhausted them?

I've pulled every chain
in the State Department.

That country down there
just won't budge.

Joe's being used as a scapegoat.

They're planning a trial
in two days

followed by an execution.

Oh, nice.

Really nice.

I want my man back home, Pete.

I didn't build this company
by sitting on a sofa

waiting for bureaucrats
to push paper.

I need your help in putting
together a crack rescue team.

Come here.

There it is.

There's your rescue team.

Kelly!

Honey, you shouldn't be
workin' here now.

Why don't you go on home?

But haven't you found out
anything yet?

Are they gonna let my dad go?

Well, the State Department's
still making some inquiries,

but I think we're getting
real close to a solution.

I thought you cared
about your employees.

About my dad.

Be patient.

I'm working on it.

Now go on home, huh?

Well, here's the aerial map and
the reconnaissance information

for San Perez.

You know,
I can see MacGyver's way in,

but how's he gonna get out
when the job is done?

Well, the chopper'll
pick you up here --

section H, 0800 hours, day two.

Who's my contact on the inside?

Lieutenant Raul Parra.

He's gonna be acting as public
defender for Henderson's trial.

He's gonna meet you
at a little church

at the edge of town tomorrow
at 2100 hours.

How well does the pilot
know the area?

Don't worry about him.
He's our best man.

One question.

Shoot!

You've got a dozen pilots
on your payroll.

Why you?

Never could keep my
spoon out of the broth.

Three minutes to
San Perez, Section C.

Almost time for the green light.
Better get ready.

I'll see ya soon.

Not soon enough, partner.
Go get him, huh?

Any time you're ready...

What are you doing here?

Relax. I'm just leavin'.

What kind of stunt do you think
you were playin' up there?

Do you realize you
could have killed yourself?

Relax. I know what I'm doing.
I've been trained in this.

Now the first thing we got
to do is chart our distance

to the border
of the military zone.

No, the first thing we're gonna
do is get an explanation from you.

Okay, here it is --
I'm saving my dad.

I've got it all planned out.

Did it ever occur to you that
maybe the rest of us had a plan, too?

And that you're comin'
along messes everything up?

Me mess things up?

I overheard you guys talking.

You don't even have a gun.

I've got tear gas, combat knife,

nine millimeter automatic,
and ten clips.

Kelly, this isn't a game.

People down here don't come back
to life when you blow a whistle.

I know that.

Just want my dad back.

That's what we all want.

But you being here
doesn't make it any easier.

I can take care of myself.

That's what worries me.

Guess I don't have a choice,
though, do I?

No. Come on,
you're wastin' time.

Kelly?

You're goin' the wrong way.

Cuánto para dos?

Uno sesenta.

- ¿Bien?
- Sí. Gracias.

Colonel,
I'm Lieutenant Raul Parra.

Welcome, lieutenant.

I understand you have been
appointed by the central government

to represent
the American in court.

That's correct, sir.

Good.

Traigan a Henderson.

I've been told there's
no real proof of his guilt.

The problem is being corrected
as we speak.

Classified documents
have been planted in his plane.

Please have a seat,
Mr. Henderson.

I would like you to meet
the public defender

who's been assigned
to represent you.

Let's not play any games.
No one's going to defend me.

I know I'm innocent,
you know I'm innocent,

so get on with whatever it is
you're fishing for.

Well, I do have a proposition
you might consider.

Thought you might.

Please sit.

Since the coup two months ago,

we've all been under the scrutiny
of our new government.

They want you tried
and found guilty by tomorrow,

and the crimes
for which you have been charged

carry a mandatory
death sentence.

There is an alternative.

What kind of alternative?

If you were to give us a videotaped
confession before the trial,

our government
will reduce your sentence

to no more than 20 years
in prison.

But I didn't do anything.

That is not the issue
any longer, is it?

You have till tomorrow morning
to decide.

Encierrenlo.

You know, this is a lot
easier than I expected.

I thought we'd be dodging
bullets in the jungle,

and instead, we're taking
a nice little cruise into town.

I think the cruise just ended.

I hope I'm wrong,
but it looks like

the police are going
to check the bus.

Sometimes, they grab people
who don't have the right papers.

Sometimes, they shoot 'em.

Get your passport ready.

I don't have a passport.

You what?!

I don't have a passport.

Quick, sneak out the back door.

Hide until they're done
checking here.

Por favor,

tengo una familia,
tengo tres hijos.

Por favor, no me maten,
no me maten.

Esto es un puesto militar.

¿Alguien tiene algo
que reportar?

Hmm?

Bajense todos del autobus.

Vamos. Pronto. Bene.

Deme su papellas pronto, pronto.

Americano.

Sí. Buenos días.

I like Americans.

Nice hat.

Let me see your passport.

What is your business here
in San Perez?

Tourist.

We have no tourism
to speak of in San Perez.

What are you really doing here?

¿Qué va a pasar con ellos?

Si, si, si, me maten,

ellos van a morir de hambre.

Por favor,
piensen en mis hijos...

Don't run Kelly, don't run!

Hold it, hold it, hold it!

It's a misunderstanding.

Big misunderstanding.

Now, why were you hiding
from us?

She lost her passport.
She was scared.

That's why she was hiding.

Let me see.

Tear gas.

Hmm.

Mini flares.

Ammunition.

Everything a tourist needs.

It seems you have good reason
to be scared.

Americans get no special
treatment under the new regime...

including revolutionaries.

We're not revolutionaries.

I mean, we're...

Please go on.

I said go on.

Habla.

Come on, we don't need that...

Sir, the weapons are mine.
Leave him alone!

Very noble, but you should be

concerned about your own fate.

Down on your knees.

Now!

Yeah!

Los Americanos se escaparon.

Díganselo a los ostros.

You're lucky that soldier
didn't shoot you back there.

I figured, "What would Dad do?"

He's quite a guy, huh?

I'll never be that great, for sure.

Do you have to be?

This place gives me the creeps.

Where is everybody?

Well, the military
must have moved 'em out,

centralized the
people to control 'em.

Where's my dad?

Up there.

What are we waiting for?

- We have to hide until dark.
- Why?

My contact.

I'm going to meet him at the church
on the edge of town at 2100 hours.

Until then, we stay put.

Hungry?

I guess I left my rations
with my passport.

No problem.

So, you and your dad
are pretty tight, huh?

Mm-hmm.
He's my mom and my dad.

See, my mom died
right after I was born.

Any brothers or sisters?

No. I guess I'm his daughter
and his son.

Which one of you is here
to rescue him?

Two Americans smuggling weapons

escaped past your checkpoint,
sergeant?

Yes, sir, but our forces
are spread so thin...

Are you making excuses?

They will be caught
and executed immediately, sir.

Colonel, if I may suggest,

you might want to put
them on trial first.

They could be part
of a rescue operation.

What do you mean?

Exposing a U.S. rescue attempt

could further prove
Henderson is a spy.

The central government
would be very pleased.

Yes. That's a very good idea.

Put every available man
on the search.

Find them and bring them to me.

And, sergeant?

Get rid of that cap!

Yes, sir.

Where's that contact of yours?

Ah, we're a little early.

MacGyver?

You must be Lieutenant...

Parra.

- Buenas noches.
- Buenas noches.

How's my father?

He's injured his leg,
but he's well otherwise.

Is he going to be able
to make it to the pickup point?

He'll have to.

All the roads will be blocked

now that Colonel Salazar knows
you are here.

It was my understanding
you were coming alone.

Mine, too.

Getting one of you inside
the compound will be risky enough.

I'm afraid you can't come.

Who are you to say
I can't rescue my own father?

Kelly, shh!

I thought we had
an orchestrated plan.

She's about to get us
all killed.

Kelly, he's right.
You have to stay behind.

No! You're not going
to ditch me here

- like some kid!
- Shh!

Give me a minute alone
with her, will you?

Kelly... you can't come.

That's the end of it.

I just want my dad back.

I know how much
you want to rescue him,

and believe me, I don't want
to leave you here alone,

but this is the
only way to do it.

You don't understand, MacGyver.

I want to show him
that I can be just like...

just like...

A son?

Did he say that to you?

That he wanted a son?

He didn't have to.

That's an awful lot to assume,
isn't it?

Maybe I am trying
to prove something,

but I want him to be safe.

That's first.

Okay, I'll stay behind.

Thanks.

We'll get him back.

Lieutenant...

So, is everything
still on schedule?

Perfectly.

Raise your hands.

Move.

Chocolate.

You can keep that if you'd like.

Listen, I hope you
didn't take what happened

back at the roadblock
personally.

I guess you did.

Get away from that!

Go on!

Get outta here!

Hey, there's
no more room in here.

Two's enough,

and that one's trying
to steal my dinner.

Well, believe me, I don't want to
be here any longer than I have to.

Who are you?

The name's MacGyver.
I'm here to help you escape.

Sure you are.

No, it's true.

Your boss Jeff Moore
dropped me off.

He's got a chopper waiting

as soon as my inside contact
gets things rolling for us.

Mr. Moore organized this?

He sent one man
to get me past an army?

Yeah.

Unfortunately, we have
a little unsolicited help.

Your daughter's waiting
on the outside, too.

Outside? Where?

Shh-- just take it
easy, will you?

She's all right as
long as she stays put.

She's at the church.

That's crazy.

Kelly here in San Perez?
Why?

I don't know.

That might be something
you want ask her.

So when the Americans
contacted you,

you played along as if you were
to help with their escape plan?

That's correct, sir.

The central government ordered me
to remain secret about it

as a security measure.

What happened to the girl?

I never saw her.
He was alone.

- Then she's still out there.
- Yes,

but the rescue attempt failed.

Henderson must be very
demoralized by this,

easy to manipulate, perhaps.

Yes.

Now is the time
to obtain that confession.

Excellent thinking, sir.

Speak to your clients.

I will clear the path
into the cell.

As you wish, sir.

Find the girl before there's
another rescue attempt.

We cannot spare any more
men to search, colonel.

Do as I say.

Compensate for the lack of men
however you have to.

I want more security.

Are you all right?

Yeah, we're fine.

Everything still on schedule?

Yes, but Salazar
is getting nervous.

We haven't much time.

What's the plan?

We only have one chance
to break you out.

The guard outside will start
to walk on his rounds at dawn.

As soon as he leaves,
I'll drop a pouch

of plastique explosive
through the window...

Oh, wait a minute.

I don't know about plastique.

The noise is liable to attract
more soldiers than we can handle.

Uh...

got a kitchen in this complex?

A refrigerator?

I have a small
refrigerator in my quarters.

That's great. Look in the back
and find the compressor.

Follow the coil down
to the canister of freon gas.

Wait, slow down.

Uh, follow the coil
down to what?

All right, uh, wait a minute.

Um, first find the compressor.

It's the motorized pump in the
back that makes all the noise.

There's a coiled metal
tube attached to it.

I understand. Continue.

All right.

Follow that coil down
to a small canister

that contains freon gas.

Crimp both ends of that canister

so the gas doesn't leak out.

Cut it off and bring it to me.

What're you gonna
use the freon for?

Gonna break the lock. Quietly.

Um... uh...

Whoa, excuse me.

Um, hello?

We could sure use all the fresh air
we can get in here.

You are lucky to be
breathing at all, señor.

We take no more chances now.

Now how're we gonna get
that freon gas in here?

I don't know.

Hey, come on, MacGyver,
you're not gonna catch that rat.

We've been at it for hours.

Well, look at it this way.

He's getting
just as tired as we are.

Gotcha!

MacGyver...

can you knock a board out?

Nah, it's too noisy.

Just like the plastique.

Go around back.

You'll get a little visitor
through the drain pipe.

Time for your big escape.

You think there's enough
freon to freeze the lock?

I'll tell you when it's empty.

Should do it?

Yeah, should shatter
like a piece of glass.

I hope.

Do it -- the guard's coming back.

Come on.

Report this to Captain Barbero.
Y pronto.

You okay?

Yeah, getting better
all the time.

Daddy.

We're gonna be all right, honey.

I thought I told you
to stay in the church.

I couldn't.
I came looking for you.

I was worried
you wouldn't come back.

Shh. All right, all right.
We gotta go.

- You all right?
- I'll be okay.

Come on.

Hold up.

Leg's gone, huh?

Not much left.

Why don't we check
that map in Kelly's pack?

Yeah.

What time is that chopper
gonna meet us again?

0800 hours on the other side
of the San Morro River gorge.

I'll never make it there
on foot in time.

Yeah, well, the road's
bound to be blocked...

but that railway line won't be.

But we don't have a train.

I know where to get one.

What do you say?

The Americans have escaped!

How long ago?

There is no way of telling.

What have you done about this?

I searched the compound,
but found nothing, sir.

Then I came directly here.

- While they continue to escape?!
- Colonel, please!

The gauge of a train track
in the United States

matches the wheel base
of my own Jeep,

give or take an inch.

This Jeep
looked the same as mine,

and the tracks outside
were a close match.

None of that mattered,
of course, if I couldn't

get the engine running.

Well, getting the engine going
didn't seem to be a problem.

But keeping it going
just might be.

Radiator's bone dry.

And my guess was
a few bullet holes

had something to do with that.

Sometimes I just
hate it when I'm right.

I had to find some way
to plug up this radiator

if we were ever gonna
get out of here.

There're times you can't
do a job all by yourself.

What I needed was a little
help from the locals...

local chickens, that is.

Stay.

Were you ever sorry you
had me instead of a son?

I never wanted a son, Kelly.

Whatever gave you that idea?

All that sports stuff.

I mean, Bushmaster,
I don't know.

Well, you seemed to enjoy
it all so much that I...

I enjoyed it because
I thought you wanted me to.

Well, to tell you the truth,

I never knew how
to raise a daughter.

I was just doing
the best I could.

Kelly, I wouldn't want you
any other way.

Egg whites are good
for a lot of things.

Lemon meringue pie,
angel food cake

and plugging up radiators.

The idea is, the boiling water
in the radiator

will cook the eggs and they'll
temporarily clog the holes...

that is if the holes
aren't too big.

I guess MacGyver was right.

I was trying to prove something
I didn't need to.

Think we've both
been doing that?

Kelly, open the gate.

Let's go, Joe.

You all right?

I'm okay.

We'll cross the bridge
in a mile or so.

Pickup point's just beyond that.

How's the time?

About five minutes.

We're not through yet!

What do we do?

Joe, keep your foot
on the accelerator.

Kelly, switch places with me.

Now what're you doing?

Trying to slow up our friends.

I think we'll be using that
arsenal of yours after all, Kelly.

There's the bridge!

Either of you got a match?

Huh? No.

I need something
to light this fuse.

They're getting closer, MacGyver.

Hurry!
We're almost there.

Got it!

Okay!

Look, the chopper!

Well, it looks like your
boss is right on time.

You did it, MacGyver!
You did it!

No, we all did it.

Are you sure Joe and Kelly
are gonna meet us here for dinner?

Take it easy, they'll
get here any minute.

I'll get you to that
steak house on time.

Believe him, Pete.

He wasn't a minute late
with that chopper.

Ah, just a little
pickup and delivery.

You know, business as usual.

You know, I heard this morning
Colonel Salazar has fled the country.

Looks like San Perez is gonna
have a new government soon.

Yeah, we did a good job
of it, didn't we, guys?

We weren't the only ones.

Sorry we're late.

Had to do a few things.

Well, now wait a minute.
Hold on.

Look at this beautiful
young lady.

Actually, my dad
bought it for me.

Does this mean you're not gonna play
Bushmaster with us again next year?

Well...

It's entirely up to Kelly.

Oh, yeah?

Including which team
she plays for?

Yes.

There's no place like home.

That's especially true
if you spent 12 hours

on a flight from Central America

that gave new meaning
to the word "turbulence."

Pete Thornton sent me
to find a piece of evidence

that would link Fernando Marin,
a major drug dealer,

to the flow of cocaine
into the United States.

And I'd found it...

hidden in the jungle
and guarded by some tribesmen

who were on Marin's payroll.

They weren't too happy
I'd gotten away with it.

Three times in one day

I came as close to getting
killed as I ever have.

It can make you start
to think... real hard.

Your first brush with death
could be an accident.

The second
could be a coincidence.

The third could be a message.

And I didn't like
the sound of it at all.

But at least I was thousands
of miles from that jungle,

safe in my own place.

That made me
feel a little better.

Gringo...

you have stolen the
property of Fernando Marin.

I haven't stolen anything.

- How'd you get in...?
- Callate.

You will take me to the place
where the property is hidden.

To the Phoenix Foundation.

Oh, no. No way.

Oh, I think you will.

Okay.

Anda.

Look, I don't know what
happened to that computer disk.

It could be on its way
to Washington for all I know.

Be careful with
the knife, will you?

Surprise!

Happy Birthday!

All right! Okay. Quiet.

Let's see what we have
behind door number one.

It's your old buddy,

Jack Dalton, in the flesh.

Well, we knew you'd
never come if you thought

it was gonna be a party,
so I told Jack

when you were getting in
from Central America,

and, uh, he took it from there.

Wasn't that a hoot?

All right, everybody,

give the birthday boy
room to breathe.

There's plenty to eat
and drink over there

and the champagne punch
is on that table.

You'll get yours.

I, uh, I know you
don't like gifts,

so I just invited
a few people that, uh,

I thought you might like to see.

I don't believe it.

Thanks for coming, Harry.

I know you don't like bus rides.

Well, I missed enough
of your birthdays.

Besides, what are grandpas for?

Wait a minute.
Where're you going?

I'm starving.

We got plenty of time to gab.
I'm bunking over at your place.

Ah.

Well... quite a spread, huh?

Yeah, it's nice.

Did you, uh, get
what we were after?

Yes, sir.

All right. Well done.

Oh, there were, uh, some people
who couldn't make it, but, uh,

they sent you remembrances.

They're on the table
near where Jack is standing.

Just put it right there.

Uh, would you meet me by
the crab claws, please?

How could you do this?

Do you realize you broke into my
place and held me at knifepoint?

It was all Pete Thornton's idea.
Pete Thornton made me do it.

Stop it! Your eye's twitching.
You're lying to me.

Oh, Mac, don't bring me down.

This joke just may be
the pinnacle of my career.

So help me, Jack,
someday... someday.

I know, I know --
Bang! Zoom!

Happy birthday, MacGyver!

My... me...

My birthday's
a week from Tuesday.

Oh, um, Penny Parker,
Jack Dalton.

Jack used to be a friend.

Well, it's nice to meet you.

Enchanté, señorita.

Ooh.

There's more
where that came from.

Hey, Mac, how come you never told me
about this vision of loveliness?

Where did you meet her--
Shangri-La?

Bulgaria.

See, we were at
the airport in Bulgaria,

only I knew the police
were following us,

so I put the jewels
in MacGyver's pocket.

But then the police,
well, they caught us

and they handcuffed us together.

Boy, you were really mad.

Grab that chair.

Well, why don't I get two
chairs and we can both sit?

It's not for sitting.

Never mind the chair.

Excuse me.

Hey, that's good!
Cheap wall.

We can just poke
our way right out of here.

It's a baggage conveyor belt.

There's no way I can just poke
through this chicken wire.

Damn.

It was a nice thought, though.

All right, bend these out.

We're gonna make them
into a figure eight.

Well, what are you gonna do
with a figure eight?

You ever been to a rodeo?

Sort of. I was queen of
the Future Farmers once.

Later. Later.

All right. Good.

Now I know why
you asked about the rodeo.

You're going to lasso
the conveyor belt.

I sure am gonna try.

Let's go!

What are you doing?

I gotta have my purse.

It's just like
the ride at Disneyland.

Will you keep your head down?

Economy class.

And you should have seen

the look on the faces
of all those foreigners.

Oh!

Stick with me, my little
Bulgarian bundle,

and we'll go first class
all the way to the stars.

Excuse me, kids, I'll be back.

What's the matter with him?

Birthday blues.
I've seen it before.

What's the meaning of life?
What's the grand plan?

What's to drink?

So tell me, what is it you do?

I'm an actress.

What an astounding coincidence.

- I'm a producer.
- Really?

I also sing and dance.

- No!
- Mm-hmm.

When I was a lad,
I studied opera in Italy,

in Milan.
I won a La Scala-ship.

Will you look at all this loot?

Yeah, you know,
the funny thing is,

darned near every one
of these things

almost got me killed
at one time or another.

They sent me to the
Middle East for this.

Shows all the terrorist
targets in the States.

"For a man who's
always on the run.

From your friends
at the department."

Him! him!

Halt!

That is far enough!

The map!

You know, I'd like to...

but, uh, I really
need it myself.

You amuse me.

Sorry...

but I really do need it.

Well, I guess it just proves
that a good map will always,

uh, get you to where
you want to go.

Yeah, provided you want to get
there in the first place.

I never quite thought
of it that way.

I'm starting to, Harry.

Excuse me.

Hey, many happy returns, pal.

You don't look a day over 50.

Don't ask me how I feel.

This is hot stuff, MacGyver.

Yeah, the information you
brought back on this disk

is exactly what we needed.

When I get back to Washington,

the legal wheels against
Mr. Fernando Marin

are really gonna start humming.

And that'll be one less drug connection
we have to worry about.

Well, I'm glad it worked out.

I think I'm gonna buy myself
a drink.

- You want anything?
- No, thanks.

Rough trip?

Well, yeah. Came close to dying
about three different times.

Really? What happened?

Ah, it doesn't matter now.

What does matter is that the
only reason I'm alive is luck.

I had nothing to do with it.

Huh. Well, you always said
you'd rather be lucky than good.

Yeah, yeah, I said that.

But you know, Pete, I'm starting
to think I pressed my luck

about as far as it can go.

What does that mean?

I've had it, Pete.

I want to resign.

MacGyver, think about
what you're saying.

- Resigning...
- I have thought about it, Pete.

For the past 24 hours, I have
done nothing but think about it.

What are you going to do after
you resign?

Have you thought about that?

What are you gonna do,
sit behind a desk?

You would go crazy
inside of a week.

Take it from somebody who knows.

MacGyver, it's your birthday.

I mean, you're... you're
being introspective.

That's normal.
I understand that,

but tomorrow
you're gonna wake up

and everything is gonna
seem different to you.

Pete, for the past seven years,

I have done nothing but
travel around the world

getting shot up,
locked up, blown up,

and all I've got to show for it

are a couple of empty rolls
of duct tape.

Listen to me!

There is no one else
in the world like you.

You're a cat!
You've got nine lives.

I've already lived eight of 'em!

I don't want
to waste the last one.

I want to go home to Minnesota.

Want to find someone,
get married or something.

Do normal things
while I still have time.

So I'd appreciate it if you'd...

draw up some
resignation papers for me.

Please.

Redford? Bob?

He's a sweetheart.

Prince -- I love the guy.
Taught him how to ski.

What's wrong with your eye?

Oh, I... allergy.

Must be a cat around
here somewhere.

Anyhow, did I ever
tell you about the time

I saved MacGyver
from certain death?

'Cause if I didn't,
I should have.

Picture this:

There we are, on
the rim of Africa,

among the tents
of the noble nomads.

There must be a cat
around here somewhere.

Anyway, the noble nomads
aren't so noble

on account of because
the head honcho

ripped off this very
valuable piece of horseflesh.

MacGyver goes right in there
to get that horse

and return it
to its rightful owner.

You know, we could go back to
your place and talk about this.

Nah, didn't think so.

But you said that you saved
MacGyver from certain death.

Exactly.

Who do you think was
flying that chopper?

Oh.

I think I'll try another one.

I think I'm going to try one.

The very next dinner party
I give --

breast of lizard á la MacGyver.
It's delicious.

You're a very...

unexpected man, MacGyver.

You...

keep me off-balance.

I'm sorry.

No.

I think...

I think I like it.

Want to share?

That's quite an offer.

Is that a yes or a no?

Will you excuse me?
MacGyver!

Happy birthday!

MacGyver, it is
so great to see you.

Happy birthday.

Kate, it's good to see you.

I... I don't know
what to say.

Oh...

Isn't it wonderful?

And you're responsible
for it, too.

- What? No way.
- Mm-hmm.

I want you to meet
my husband, Mike Desmond.

Mike, Mike, this is MacGyver.

Mike Husband, great to meet you.

Desmond. Mike Desmond.

You're the, uh, linebacker
for the Titans, right?

Right. Oh, you're terrific.

You're having a great year.
Keep it up.

Well, thank you, and Kate's
told me so much about you.

She said you two
had quite a time

when you were
down in San Sebastian.

No, no, we, uh...

Well, we didn't see too much
of each other, actually.

It was one
of those things where...

I thought Kate said that
if it wasn't for you,

she'd have never
gotten out of there.

Well, yeah, uh...

her editor sent me
down there to get her out.

You know, after I took those
pictures of the general

with his pals from the mob.

I guess he figured he
wasn't too photogenic, huh?

See, we'd been on the run
for a couple of days

till we reached the border.

Home free... except we weren't.

The general and his soldiers
were there in force,

so I figured we needed
some kind of a diversion.

It's time to get
our party started.

Forward!

Up the hill!

Hang on, Connolly!

Hang on to what?

Come on, Kate, swim.

Yeah, the pictures were a little wet,
but we got them out.

You know, Kate used those
pictures in her articles,

and the magazine promoted her
to senior editor.

That's how I met Mike.

Oh, and now there's
a Mike Junior on the way.

That's terrific.

I don't know how
you keep doing it.

What's that?

Bouncing all over the world.

I know I used to think that
was the only way to live,

but, well, now that
I have a home

and I'm gonna have a family,

well, I just couldn't
be happier in my life.

Yeah.

You see how this line intersects
that one obliquely?

That means you and I will be
spending a lot of time together.

Well, that's funny because, see,

I had my palm read
by Madame Bourgiba --

not the one on
Hollywood Boulevard,

but the one on Melrose --
and she told me

that if that line intersects
that one obliquely,

well, then that means
I'm gonna move to India

and live in a hut on the Ganges.

Exactly.

But that's after we spend
a lot of time together.

You see, there's the Ganges,
there's the little hut

and there we are spending
a lot of time together!

- Waiting for a bus?
- Bannister?

What the heck?

Where did you come from?

New director of operations
sent me in, backup.

New Director?

Oh, you're gonna love him.

I can hardly wait.

We're now 90% home.

Just down this hill and a
couple of kilometers due west.

Brakes seem to be fading.

non-existent.

Yeah, we're going to the
border all right-- in pieces.

Unless this emergency...

Nothing.

I think we're out of fluid, Mac.

Sorry, pal.

Some backup, huh?

No, no, no, no,
there's got to be a way.

What're you talking about?

There's got to be a way
to stop this thing.

- Without brakes? Oh, yeah.
- No, withbrakes.

Come again?

- Pop the hood.
- What?

Just pop it.

What the hell are you doing?

Well, there's still
got to be some fluid

in the power steering, right?

Maybe I can pump it
into the brake cylinder.

Sure that'll work?

No.

All right, pump the brake!

Pump the brakes!

Mac, my boy...
I think you did it.

We got brakes!

Piece of cake!

I went in there to save you
and you wound up saving me.

Oh, I bet I know what
you two are talking about.

The East German
assignment, right?

How'd you guess?

Well, you two guys
working together,

you, uh, you were the best.

In fact, I got
a letter of commendation

from the State Department
about that case.

Well, send me a copy
one of these days, Pete.

Maybe I can get a raise.

Speaking of letters, Pete,

do you have that letter
of resignation for me?

You really serious about that?

Yeah.

It's on my desk.

Bud tells me you're
his best friend.

I like to think so.

Then maybe you know
what's eating him.

Yeah, Harry, I do.

I know exactly
what's eating him.

Am I butting in on something?

No. Come on in, Harry.

A real nice party those folks
thrown for you out there.

So how come you're
not enjoying it?

I'm trying to make
a decision, Harry.

About the toughest one
of my life.

Want some free advice?

I'd pay for it.

Go with your gut.

What's up here can...
keep you confused.

What's here most of the time...
tells it plain.

Hi. Listen.

I want you two
to be the first to know.

I hate this.

What's that for?

For being a really sweet guy.

And because I have great news.

Mr. Thornton offered me a job
in the Research Department.

So that means we're all three
gonna be working together --

you, me and Jack.

What are you talking about?

Well, you're Jack-Be-Quick
Messenger Service.

You deliver packages
for the foundation.

How did you know about that?

And you weren't flying
the chopper in Arabia

that saved MacGyver
from certain death.

How did you know about that?

Well, there's a memo on the wall

in the ladies' lounge,
and it says that when

Jack Dalton's
left eye is twitching,

he's lying like a cheap rug.

"La Scala-ship."
That's so cute.

Truth hurts, huh, Jack?

Especially when
you're not used to it.

If this is what you really want,

I'm not gonna try
to talk you out of it.

Thank you.

I respect you too much for that.

I appreciate that.

I was thinking about the first
assignment I ever gave you --

East Berlin.

Pete, don't start.

In some ways, it hardly seems
that long ago.

And that smuggling you out
in that steamer trunk--

It wasn't a steamer trunk,
it was a coffin.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

Yeah, I was hoping
that the information

we were looking for was, uh,

gonna reunite the family
of an East German scientist

who'd defected to the West.

And I was willing to bet
everything I had

that you were the guy
to bring it out.

Aus was, bitte.

Lasst sie daruch!

Los! Jetzt er gekommen!

Danke schon.

Jawohl!

Jawohl! Jawohl!

I'd like to have seen
that one myself.

Done a lot of good things,
MacGyver, but, uh,

nothing better than bringing
that family together.

Well... here's to your new life.

But I'm sure gonna miss sharing
the old one with you.

Hmm.

Attention, everybody!
Gather round!

It's cake time!

♪ Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday,
dear MacGyver ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

You want...
big piece?

Come on, Mac, birthday boy,
how about a speech?

Come on, come on. Speech, speech.

Jack, don't do this to me.

Oh, come on,
like in the old days.

I never gave speeches
in the old days.

Oh, that's right.
I did.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd just
like to say a few words in honor of...

Okay, ducky, they're
all warmed up for ya.

Thanks.

Uh,

when I was a kid,

my grandfather used
to say to me that, uh,

a fella's life
wasn't worth mentioning

if he hadn't shared it
with some folks along the way.

That is what you said,
isn't it, Harry?

Yeah, only I said it shorter.

Yeah.

Well, I, I guess it's taken this
party to make me realize

that about the only thing
worth mentioning about my life

is the fact that you've all
shared your lives with me.

And that I'd never
have known any of you

if I hadn't been doing the kinds
of things I've been doing.

And I just want you all
to know that you're all

very, very special to me.

Well, this is a birthday party.

Let them eat cake.

Pete, can I see
that letter again?

What's the matter?
You forget to sign it?

No, I, I signed it.

"Happy landings
and all the best!

Captain Jim Taylor,
16th Airborne."

When Jim Taylor's plane
went down

over the Central Asian
highlands,

I was sent in
as a rescue party of one.

Hanging there on the face
of a rock formation,

I started to realize
how insecure

my grip on life could be.

When you're a few thousand feet
straight up,

there's always the chance
of falling

a few thousand feet
straight down.

Our information told us

that Jim was being held
in a camp

right near the site
of the crash.

We knew the longer he stayed
a prisoner,

the weaker his grip on life
was gonna be.

I wanted to just walk up
to that cage and break him out,

but the local activity
made me change my mind.

And my clothes.

Luckily I found someone
who was just my size.

God, I hate heights!

What are you doing?

Making a rocket thruster.

What are we doing?!

I'll tell ya later!

Yeah, Captain Taylor said
that was about

the craziest thing
he'd ever seen.

Well, he was right.
It was.

Pete, about that letter
of resignation...

Yeah?

Got any scotch tape?

Kidding.

Most people come to Southern
California for the sunshine,

but there are others
who burn easily,

so they stay in the shadows.

Anthony Braddock
was one of them.

Tony Braddock was
a professional chemist.

He'd worked himself out of a career
with British Intelligence

and into building bombs
for anyone who'd pay him.

Maybe he wasn't the kind of guy

you'd want your kids
to grow up to be,

but one of his bombs got me
out of prison in Morocco.

So when he called early
on a quiet Sunday afternoon

and said he was in trouble,

I had to make good on my IOU.

MacGyver?

Tony?

Where are you?

Right here.

Oh...

I'm, uh...

sorry for the fright, old man.

Had to make sure you were alone.

Yeah, I'm alone.

Pete Thornton wanted to come.

It wasn't easy keeping him away.

Peter. Yes.

He always disapproved of me.

A keen judge of character.

Yeah.

According to the organization,
Braddock should be in this area.

Jules, uh, check
the warehouses here.

And when I find him?

You'll come and get me.
Braddock is mine.

Tara.

It's been a long time.

Guess you haven't changed.

How long you been
on the run, Tony?

Two weeks.

From the west coast to the
east coast and back again.

I... I appreciate your coming.

I remember Morocco.

You saved my life.

Yes. A lot of people
would've conveniently forgotten.

Have you ever heard of a man
with the code name "Lancer"?

No.

I wish I could say the same.

He, uh... he hired me
to do a job.

Uh, naturally,
I assumed it was...

legitimate scientific research.

Naturally.

Yeah. I seem to have run out.
You wouldn't happen to...?

No, of course not.

I found him, but there's
another guy with him.

He could be Braddock's contact.

If he is, it'll be
the last contact he ever makes.

You were talking
about a legitimate job.

At Lancer's behest
and for a large sum of money,

I developed an explosive

with a remarkable
stable molecular structure.

You can mold it like plastic
and weave it like cloth.

It's quite deadly.

It's my, um, crowning achievement,
you might say.

What would Lancer want with it?

He's going to assassinate some
of the highest-ranking officers

in your country's
elite anti-terrorist brigade.

Omega Force?

None other.

One explosion...

quite effective...

the means of which
I'm afraid I've provided.

Well, what's going to happen, Tony?

When? Where? How?

There's going to be a funeral,

an intelligence liaison with
the Omega Force -- a civilian.

Several of the key officers will
be there to pay their respects.

How will the bomb be disguised?

Well, it could be anything from a
pair of crutches to the American flag.

He'll place it at the grave site
and leave and then...

set it off.

When is this going to happen, Tony?

Tomorrow, 4:00,
Westside Cemetery.

All right, I'll call Pete,
tell him to notify the authorities,

tell the brass
to stay away from the funeral

and get you some protection.

MacGyver, whither thou goest,

I go, too.

MacGyver!

He's dead.

What about that other guy,
MacGyver?

We don't know what
Braddock told him.

Killing him shouldn't
be difficult.

Yeah? I've heard
that song before.

Well, if he had a gun,
he would've used it.

No gun, huh?

Muriatic acid is used
to clean algae off ship hulls.

Add ammonia, and it reacts
kind of interestingly.

And of course
we won't mention the smell.

You got to be careful
when you handle chemicals.

Each of these can be
fairly deadly,

but if you mix 'em together,
they neutralize each other,

and you get
instant chemical fog.

The window!

Look.

Forget it.
He's out of range.

The trawler's name
is "Damian."

Yeah. I can read.

Yeah, we got to trace the registration
and find the home port.

Blood. Looks like you hit him.

It's not good enough.

Got to make sure he's dead.

This is the trawler Damian.

Yankee-bravo-delta
four-seven-nine-two

calling the San Pedro
Marine Operator.

San Pedro Marine Operator.
Go ahead.

Yeah, I'd like to place a call
to my home in Bristol Harbor.

Damian, your transmission
is breaking up.

Please repeat your transmission.

Can you hear me now?

Your transmission
is still breaking up.

Please repeat.
Go ahead, Damian.

This is the trawler Damian.

Yankee-bravo-delta
four-seven-nine-two.

Can you hear me now?

Okay, Helen,
you called the local hospitals

and the police and got nothing,

so call MacGyver's place again.

I left another message
five minutes ago.

His machine's
running out of tape.

I told him not to go
on this meet alone.

I also told him
to call me by 5:00,

and it's past midnight now.

I know.

Get me the police.

They don't label
a person missing

till he's been gone
for 24 hours.

Well, I can still call them, can't I?

I mean, that is what
they're for, isn't it?

Look, I'm sorry, Helen.

It's, uh... it's getting a little late.
Why don't you just go on home?

I will if you will.

Okay, you're the boss.

I'm glad somebody
around here knows that.

I don't want
to leave you here alone.

I'm a big boy.

So's MacGyver.

Call me if you need me.

Please... help me.

Who are you?

How did you get on my boat?

Come on, answer me.

I don't know.

You just stay right
where you are.

- I won't hurt you.
- Yeah, I'll make sure of that.

This is the trawler Damian.

Yankee-Bravo-Delta 4-7-9-2,

calling any Coast Guard unit

between San Pedro
and Bristol Harbor.

Coast Guard, do you read me?

Coast Guard, do you read me?

Looks like we're stuck
with each other.

Tara, try to access that file again.

There has to be some way
to access that file.

If there is, I don't know it.

The Damian has to be registered

with the Department
of Fish and Game.

But it's Sunday night.

All their computer networks
are shut down.

- Tomorrow morning...
- Tomorrow's too late.

The funeral is at 4:00.

If MacGyver's still alive,

he could tip off
the world by then.

I'm not in the habit
of picking up hitchhikers.

If we hadn't been in
the middle of the ocean,

I would have tossed
you overboard.

I'm glad you didn't.

I don't think
I could swim that far.

My coffee tastes like diesel fuel,
but you want a cup?

Please.

Now...

how'd you get on my boat?

I don't really know.

The last thing I remember...

is I was shot.

Shot?

Look, I'm gonna take you
to a doctor,

and then you're gonna
talk to the police,

and then you and I are through.

I'm sorry. I don't mean
to cause you trouble.

You'll be okay.

We can get something to eat
at Phil's Diner once we get in.

This is all I have.

Oh, don't worry about it.
Phil lets me run a tab.

I'm Carol Varnay.

I just introduced myself.

It's customary
to respond in kind.

What's your name?

I don't know.

You don't know your name?

I can't remember.

Hey, not bad.

Thanks.

So where are we?

Beautiful Bristol Harbor.

Lots of fishing boats, no fish.

I don't know if
I've ever been here before.

How's your head?

Well... the outside's sore,

the inside's a little empty.

I'm sure glad you
came along when you did.

Thank you.

You're the first thing
I've landed in weeks.

What's the matter?

I don't know. Um...

just remembering something.

Look, let me take you
to Dr. Jennings.

He can take a look at your head.

No, I-I'd rather not.

The doctor's
gonna ask questions.

I don't have any answers... yet.

I just need some time to think.

So you will inform us
when you can release information

on the man who went
into the water?

Yeah, I will let you know.

Okay.

Benson, the Times.

Yeah.

What have you got, lieutenant?

One murder victim, uh,
in the warehouse back there.

Took a nine-millimeter
right in the pump.

Any suspects?

Investigation's in progress.

No suspects?

No.

Good luck to you.

Yeah.

Pete Thornton, Phoenix Foundation.
What have you got?

Oh, yeah, we found
some papers, uh,

from the foundation in that Jeep...

Never mind the papers now.

What about MacGyver?
Did you find him?

Well, we found this jacket
with this ID in it.

It was floating in the harbor.

That looks like blood.

We're gonna run a lab test.

What's the coroner's wagon
doing here?

Guy named Braddock.

He bought it with a
nine-millimeter. He's dead.

Anything else?

We'll start dragging the harbor.

All right.

Let me know if you find
anything new, will you?

Of course.

Excuse me, uh, Mr. Thornton.
Uh, Benson from the Times.

Uh, didn't you used to do
intelligence work for the DXS?

I've done a lot of things.
What about it?

Well, this man MacGyver,

was he on some sort of
intelligence operation?

No, he was here to see a friend
about a personal matter.

Did he call you
after his meeting?

I haven't talked to him
since yesterday.

Well, is there any reason
anyone would want to kill him?

Well, we don't know
that he's dead, do we?

I mean, we haven't
found a body, have we?

That's all I have to say.

Well, I-I'm sorry
to intrude, Mr. Thornton.

I won't bother you again.

This MacGyver has some
connection with Peter Thornton.

Thornton used to be
a DXS operative.

Has MacGyver contacted him yet?

No, but they haven't
found his body either.

If he's alive, he may
still try to reach Thornton.

Registration on the Damian.

Home port is Bristol Harbor.

Owned by a woman
named Carol Varnay.

Jules, get a car, go up there,
see what you can find out.

We'll meet you at the old
Bristol Harbor Cannery.

Well, you sure
know your way around boats.

Why do you say that?

Way you handle those moorings.
Takes practice.

Figure you either
own your own boat,

or maybe you worked
as a deckhand on someone else's.

I don't know.
Maybe I have.

What is it?

I don't know.

Everything I'm remembering...

is filled with explosions
and gunfights,

and I'm right in
the middle of them.

I don't know why.

Jason, what happened
to your bike?

I promise I was careful.

It just broke again.

This is my nephew, Jason.

Jason, this is a friend of mine.

Hi.

Hi, Jason.

Listen, uh...

would you be willing
to sacrifice this nameplate

if it would get you going again?

Sure. I guess so.

This happen a lot?

Yeah, I think this bike is jinxed.

It's like it always breaks
at the wrong time.

Well, things like this
usually will.

Mine used to come apart

every time I had something
real important to go to.

Where were you headed?

I was on my way
to a Little League game,

and the chain came off.

I didn't get there
till the fifth inning.

We lost.

See, the problem here
is the sprocket teeth

are all worn down.

What we're gonna do is

make a little guide
for the chain.

Oughta keep it on track.

And next time, you'll
get to the game early.

Maybe come up with a win.

There. That oughta do it.

Just like that.

You fixed it! Thanks!

That was pretty good...

the way you fixed that bike.

Thanks.

Come on, let's get
something to eat.

We should be there
in another 20 minutes.

We're making good time.

How long do you think it
took that boat to get there?

Bristol Harbor's 52 miles
up the coast.

The Damian should have made it
back to home port early this morning.

As of two hours ago, Thornton
hadn't heard from MacGyver.

There are two possibilities:

either he's alive or he's dead.

If he's dead, they'll bury him.

If not, we'll find him
and kill him.

It's that simple.

It's not simple at all.

If MacGyver's passed on
his information,

this whole thing could
blow up in our faces.

Speaking of which,

when are we going to
pick up the explosive?

Oh, it's been here all along.

Woven right into the lining.

All I have to do
is set the timer.

So, how long
have you lived here?

All my life.

I grew up here with
my dad and brother.

A lot of memories.

We were pretty inseparable.

Were?

Yeah, you know that storm
two years ago, Eleanor?

Took 'em overboard.

Never found 'em.

I'm sorry.

The Varnays are fishermen.

Always have been.

So now I've got
the Damian, and...

I know I should sell her, but...

You know what I really
want to get into?

What?

Marine science.

Research.

Why don't you?

It's not that easy.

There's something
about that boat and this place.

It's got a hold on me.

But it sounds like you're trapped
by things you remember.

I'm trapped by things I can't.

Phoenix.

Phoenix.

Arizona?

Huh?

No.

No, um...

Um, something's coming back,

but I-I can't get a handle
on it.

Is it... Has it got something
to do with the mythology

of the bird rising out
of the ashes?

No, no.

Business or...

address or something?

Could-Could it be
a person's name?

Somebody you know, a-a friend?

Or-Or maybe it's a symbol.

Uh, you know, like a sign.

A sign. A sign maybe
where you work?

Uh...

the Phoenix Foundation.

It's in Los Angeles.

Uh... come on,
what's the number?

Well, call information.

No, it's a...
a special number.

A private one.

Oh.

I called Sam Taylor
in Washington

and asked for an update
on Anthony Braddock,

including all
current connections.

And what did he say?

That you no longer have
unlimited security access.

Sam said that?

What is he doing,
turning bureaucrat on me?

Get him on the phone right away!

- Calm down.
- I want to talk to him!

I reminded him of the time
you covered his tail in Marseilles.

And that I still had the, uh...
pictures.

You kept those shots?

No, but he doesn't know that.

So, Anthony Braddock
is tied to someone

with the code name "Lancer."

Nationality unknown.
No home base.

Well, what does this, uh...

Lancer do?

He kills people.

All over the world.

Strictly cash on the gravestone.

Sam says they think
Lancer is planning a hit.

Could be any time now.

Could be MacGyver.

That's got to be the police.

I gave them the private line.

Yes?

Hello. Is this
the Phoenix Foundation?

MacGyver!
Where are you?

MacGyver, is that you?

MacGyver.

Come on, answer!

- Helen, get on the other line...
- Do you know him?

- Oh, he's my ace buddy.
- What's happened to you?

He's lost his memory.

Well, if you'll come along
with me,

I'll try and help him find it.

- Right this way.
- Are you there?

Don't talk, just move.

Are you there, MacGyver?

Talk to me!

Talk to me!

So, who are you?

- What do you want with me?
- No questions.

Let's get out of here!

MacGyver, this is Pete.

You got to answer me!

Please, you got to answer me!

MacGyver!

Carol, could that guy
have been the police?

No, if he was the police,
he would have said so.

Besides, what do the
police want with you?

I don't know.

But things are startin'
to come back to me.

That Phoenix Foundation --
that was real.

I got to have time to think.

We'll do it at my place.
Come on.

Wait, wait, wait.

Look, I don't want
to get you in trouble.

If I want your advice, pal,
I'll ask for it.

Now come on.

MacGyver was on the telephone
when I got there.

Said something
about Phoenix Foundation.

Peter Thornton!

What did MacGyver tell him?

Well, I didn't give him a chance
to say anything.

That's when I pulled my gun.

That's why you're an idiot.

Don't call me that.

I'm the one that found Braddock
in the first place.

But you let MacGyver get away!

- Look, don't you start.
- She's right.

If you don't like the way
I'm handling things,

then pay me off, and I'm gone.

But I've got enough
on the both of you

to put you away until you rot.

So, I guess I'm not
such an idiot after all.

Of course not, Jules.

I apologize.

You did what you felt
you had to do.

Besides, he didn't tell
Thornton anything.

The girl said
he lost his memory.

Carol Varnay.

Find her home address.
I'll set the detonator.

So...

MacGyver has amnesia.

And amnesia is not
a permanent condition.

It just has to last
until the funeral today.

I don't think
we can count on that.

Very good, Jules.

Now Thornton knows
MacGyver is still alive,

and if he had the call traced,
he'll be on his way.

If he gets to MacGyver
before we do...

Well, we can't let that happen,
can we?

All right, thank you.
That's great.

That call from MacGyver
came from a public phone

on the Bristol Harbor pier,
30 miles north of here.

I'm going up there.
Call Sam Taylor.

I want the latest information
he's got on this Lancer character.

Wait! Take your coat!

Thank you.

No answer?

No, and it's the same number
I called before.

Someone was there.

Now the man on the
phone called you MacGyver.

Doesn't that mean anything
to you?

No, it's just a name.

Well, it's a start.

Now look, all we've got to do is
put the pieces of this puzzle together.

I'm great at puzzles.

Carol, everything
I'm remembering is so violent.

For all we know,
I could be a criminal.

I don't think you are.

I could be.

Do you feel like one?

No.

But with all these flashes
of memory,

what if I am?

I'll take my chances.

Hi.

Hi.

Did you happen to see a man
using that end phone there?

I'm not supposed to
talk to strangers.

He's a good friend,
a really good friend of mine,

and he's in trouble.

Well, what's he look like?

Well, he's kind of tall,
a little over six feet.

He's got, uh, brown hair,
long in back,

uh, brown eyes.

He's a nice guy.
He, uh...

He doesn't dress like me,
kind of casual.

He was here!

I never said.

He made that!

How did you know?

Well, let's just say
I recognize the work.

His name is MacGyver.

He can fix anything.

He could fix a computer
with a hairpin

and a piece of duct tape.

Just like he fixed your bike.

Will you help me to help him?

Tara, do you have the address
of the Varnay house?

MacGyver and the girl can both
make me.

I want to take care of 'em now.

Fine, Jules.

The sooner the better.

I thought you wanted
MacGyver alive.

I do.

Then why did you say that?

I have to assume MacGyver
told Thornton about our plan,

and Thornton is setting a trap
for me at the funeral.

You don't have to go through
with it.

I have a contract.

But you have to protect yourself

and the organization.

If there is a trap,

I can use MacGyver
to get Thornton,

and Jules can help me do it.

I keep getting so close
to putting everything together

and then... nothing happens.

It could be anything from a pair
of crutches to the American flag.

MacGyver?

MacGyver!

MacGyver?

He's dead.

Who?

- I saw him get shot.
- What?

What are you talking about?

Um... I-I'm really not sure.

- Uh, something about a killing.
- Killing?

Where?

It's at a cemetery. Um...

The Westside Cemetery.

Who? Who's going to get killed?

I don't know, but it's going
to happen today.

I'm going to try that
Phoenix Foundation number again.

Your phone is dead.

And so are you.

Carol, get out of here!
Get the police!

Oh! Oh!

Get up!

Glad I got here in time.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Guess the target was you.

You just saved my life.
Who are you?

MacGyver, you really
don't know who I am?

I've lost my memory.

It's J.D.

Jonathan Dawkins,
military intelligence.

I'm your boss.

Don't you remember anything?

All I remember is that
there's going to be a killing

at the Westside Cemetery.

I don't know
how I know that or why.

Well, that was your assignment.

That's what we sent you in
to find out.

Do you know
when this is taking place?

Sometime today.

That's the Thompkins funeral.

The officers from
the Omega Force will be there.

Omega Force?

The cemetery's an hour away.
We still have time to get there.

I need you to stop the killer.

Any idea who it is?

Oh, we've got a suspect.

He's a professional terrorist.

His name's Peter Thornton.

Mobile Command Post
to Omega Base.

Omega Base,

this is Major Dawkins.

We're on our way to
the Westside Cemetery.

Set up our perimeter security,
but keep it covert.

We don't want our suspect
Thornton to cut and run.

I'll remain in contact.

So, how long have I been
with military intelligence?

Oh, it'll be five years
next month.

We'll get you
the best help available,

but first we've got to stop
this assassination.

We've got to know if your
information's been compromised.

Peter Thornton is a member
of a terrorist group.

The front is called
the Phoenix Foundation.

Phoenix Foundation.

Yeah, I talked to somebody there.

I'm not sure who it was.

Well, that had
to have been Thornton.

He's the man who engineered
the coup down in San Cortez.

You've been looking
for him for five years,

and he's been
trying to kill you.

MacGyver, if you
remember anything,

remember this face.

Half an hour.

If I'd found out
half an hour earlier,

I might've been here in time.

What do you think's
happened to MacGyver?

I'm afraid Lancer has him,

and the only information
we have on him

is that he's planning an assassination,
and we don't know where.

MacGyver said something
about a killing.

He what?

It was all in bits and pieces,

but he said it was
supposed to happen today...

at the Westside Cemetery.

Well, that's got to be it.

Thank you. Thank you,
Miss Varnay.

Pull it up right here.

Wait for us
on the upper service road.

You okay?

If anything happens,
if Thornton shows up,

you know who he is
and what he's trying to do.

Don't take any chances.

That's right, Helen,
the Westside Cemetery.

And, oh, I need police backup.

What is a man, that God might
take notice of him?

My friends,

Joe Thompkins was
the kind of man

God and all of us
surely noticed,

and we will miss him

more than we can measure.

He was a beloved
husband and father,

a dear and loyal friend.

And though we have
come together today

to mourn his passing,

we rejoice in the triumph...

I'm checking perimeter security.

Keep an eye out for Thornton.

...will return to our
Heavenly Father who made it,

and that his soul

will be forever
part of the glory

of God's holy kingdom.

We'll remember,

our Lord said,
"Blessed are the peacemakers."

In a world shattered
by senseless violence

that so tragically
often strikes at the innocent,

our friend was a peacemaker.

He saw the task...

...and accepted it.

He made of his life a testament

to his country, his service,

his people.

He defended flag and country
in far away places,

fighting for the right...

MacGyver!

Hold it.

Stay right there.

I know you've got amnesia.

You don't know who I am, do you?

You're Peter Thornton.
You're a killer.

Put down the gun.

I wouldn't.

I have a picture in my wallet
of the two of us together.

I want to show it to you.

I said don't move!

Right now, I know you better
than you know yourself.

You don't use guns.

That gun doesn't feel right
in your hand.

It can't.

You don't use guns, MacGyver.

You hate them.

That number you called
at the Phoenix Foundation?

That was my number.

You were trying to reach me
whether you knew it or not.

I saved your life.

You were buried in an avalanche,
and I dug you out.

I saved you.

Somewhere deep inside,
you've got to know that.

MacGyver, we're coming!

Go easy, go easy.
You don't want to hit him.

Take it easy.
Get him out.

There you are.

Are you all right?

Thanks, Pete.

Pete...

Thank God!

Tony Braddock said there's
going to be a killing.

Did he tell you about Lancer?

Lancer's going to do it
at the funeral.

Come on.

Lancer planted an explosive.

- Where?
- I don't know.

I'll clear the area.

"...will follow me
all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the
house of the Lord forever."

All right, everyone,

let's move out of the area.

You can mold it like plastic

or weave it like cloth...

or weave it like cloth.

Like cloth.

It's the coat.

The bomb's in the coat.

MacGyver, is that Lancer?

Yeah.

- Is that...
- Yeah!

- Well, get rid of it!
- I am!

If you knew this was happening,
why didn't you call the police?

I did.

Well, I'll be...

Nice to meet you again, Pete.

So, you mean
the Phoenix Foundation

pays you a bonus
after every assignment?

No, well, they don't exactly pay.

They kind of do things.

They arranged for me
to have a scrimmage

with a pro hockey team one time,

arranged for a scholarship
for a little girl.

And...

they bought some new wheels
for a friend of mine.

Wow! Is it really for me?

Yeah, I'd say it's
about the right size.

Thanks, MacGyver!

Check it out!

So, you are one
of the good guys after all.

Told you.

Oh, you did more than that.

You saved my life

and the lives of a lot
of other people, too.

Thank you.

Well, you made me look
at my life in a whole new way.

Memories are okay to have,

as long as they don't get
in the way of dreams.

Am I hearing what
I think I'm hearing?

Marine science.

Going back to school
nights and weekends.

It's going to take
a little longer, but I'll do it.

And you'll be invited
to graduation.

Well, that's something
I won't forget.

MacGyver, look! Watch this!

Anton! Anton!

Anton Dubcec.

Viera!

Anton!

Anton!

That's Anton Dubcec.

This is his wife, Viera.

Were these taken
in Czechoslovakia?

Right. He heads a group there
called Humanity.

He organized it and led it,
fighting for human rights

until he was arrested
four days ago.

By these two beauties.

Yeah. Yevgeny Zorkin
and Emil Baronov.

GRU agents.

Soviet military intelligence.

They took Dubcec, but uh,
let his wife Viera go.

Did his wife
get you the pictures?

No, they came to us from the
person who actually shot them

and smuggled them
out of the country.

Well, they're not bad.
I'd like to meet him.

Well, uh, you got it.

Hello, MacGyver.

Diana.

Long time.

Not long enough.

MacGyver.

MacGyver, wait.

MacGyver, just listen
to the deal, as a favor to me.

What, one of her deals?

That's not a favor,
that's a human sacrifice.

Do you have any idea
what I went through

on that embassy deal with her?

That was three years ago,
MacGyver. History.

Besides, the Pentagon
was very happy

about getting those documents.

What about all the money you
took out of the embassy safe?

The Pentagon has enough money.

Now, let's talk about
this project, shall we?

Private investors have put up
one half million dollars

to see Anton Dubcec
safely in the United States.

We split it 50-50.

Not interested.

MacGyver, this isn't
about documents or money.

It's about a human life.

Dubcec is being held
in the psychiatric ward

of a state hospital
in Czechoslovakia.

This is a rogue operation --
Soviet hard-liners in the GRU.

They want to discredit him,
and then maybe even kill him.

Shouldn't somebody be talking to
the Soviet government about all this?

Well, they're not going to admit
they've got people out of control

in their top
military intelligence.

And by the time they straighten
it out, Dubcec could be dead.

This operation has got
to be unofficial and fast.

You've got
a professional mercenary here.

What do you need me for?

Because you know the hospital
where he's being held.

You broke a man out of there
last year.

You're the only expert around.

Without you, the deal won't fly.

All right, you don't like me.

I did pull a fast one
on you once.

But I promise, Scout's honor,
we're partners this time.

No games.

Well, which would you
rather save, MacGyver --

your pride, or a man's life?

I don't know.

How do we get in?

By airplane to Vienna,

and then car
into Czechoslovakia.

You'll be, uh, traveling
as a honeymoon couple.

MacGyver...

What is it, Diana?

You going to carry me over the
threshold when we get to the hotel?

Forget it.

We don't have to start
the honeymoon stuff

till we get to the Czech border.

So, first things first.

Where do we meet this
contact of yours?

You mean Krug.

And he's waiting for us
at the honeymoon suite.

So, tell me, why are you going
into Czechoslovakia?

I never miss the Prague
Flower Festival.

Now, put a cork in it, Krug.

I'm paying you to get us across
the border, not ask questions.

Diana, have I ever failed you?

I have the papers.

I've made the arrangements.

I'm simply filling
the empty moments.

Prepare yourselves.

Be ready.

We are coming to the border.

We're ready.

You do your job,
we'll do ours, Krug.

I'm sure you will, Diana.

Okay, here we are.

Time for the honeymoon, ja?

Lucky fellow.

Oh, can it, Krug.

Amerikanischen.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Wohin?

Nach Prague.

Amerikanische touristen.

Amerikanen? Sehr gut.

Welcome to Czechoslovakia.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Your auto is there.

- Where?
- Behind the trees,

out of sight, with gasoline.

And the papers
and a picnic lunch.

The best.

Eh-eh... Enschulingen Sie.

First...

Was ist das?

You get the rest here at 5:00
when you meet us.

- But if you are not here?
- Send flowers.

Ah, so the bridegroom
does have a voice.

And he speaks English.

Once in a while.

We'll see you
at 5:00, huh?

Good.

Nice guy.

You trust him?

You know me better than that,
MacGyver.

I don't trust anybody.

That's what you ordered?

I wanted something
that wouldn't attract attention.

Even when they see us
pushing it down a highway?

Don't be negative, MacGyver.

Now, look, I've worked
with Krug before.

He's a thief, he's a liar,

but when you give him money,
he comes through.

Uh-huh.

All right, the battery's dead,

or a fuse blew, or it shorted.

Do something.

What?

You're the one who
picked the embassy lock

with the light bulb filament
and ground-up pencil lead.

You're also the one who
shorted an alarm system

with a chewing gum
wrapper and a half a lemon.

Come on.

All right; I suppose
there's something I could try.

Hey, MacGyver,

what are you doing?

It worked.

For a minute I thought you
were putting the moves on me.

Don't flatter yourself.

You always were a smooth talker.

It's a public hospital,

so there's traffic
that moves in and out.

Yeah, but there's
tight internal security

with four gates
and they all got guards.

Yeah, but once we get inside,

we can move freely
around all the buildings.

And that's when we head
over here to the psychiatric wing.

That's where Dubcec is.

Right. Psychiatric ward,
cell eight.

Now we can cut through
the fence over here...

Where did you learn
how to speak Czech?

Correspondence school.

Oh... like "Czech
is in the mail"?

Now, look, we cut
through the fence here.

Oh, and set off
the perimeter alarms?

Why don't we just drive
right in?

Head for the psychiatric ward.

They've got a medical lab there
with about everything we need

to cook up a little diversion.

"Cook up"?

I have arranged a very
detailed plan here.

Yeah, and every one of those details
is just another thing that can go wrong.

What's that for?

I like to go in
with an open mind.

Kind of loose.

Use what they've got
against them.

Well, it sounds fine
if you talk fast,

but how are you gonna
get through this gate?

Who could refuse a dying man?

We're Americans, but my
husband's been hurt. Uh...

Okay, how much time do I give you?

It's 11:45.

Give me 15 minutes exactly.

12:00 noon on the button.

Outside Dubcec's cell.

Don't come early
and don't be late.

If I'm not there, just take off.

Whatever it is
you've got planned,

do it right -- stay alive.

Well, thanks.
I didn't think you cared.

Oh, I do, I do.

My payoff depends on
you not fouling up.

Thanks.

One thing I had going for me
was I'd been here before.

Nothing had changed.

They still had an armed guard
and locked doors.

The problem was how to get in.

But the food cart
gave me an idea.

Now all I had to do

was whip up something special
for them to serve

along with this hospital food.

Good. Schedule hasn't changed.

As I remember, the hospital
staff breaks for lunch

before they serve the patients.

So I figure
I had about six minutes

to put together
some kind of diversion.

Carbon black.

Scatter it in the air and I'd have
a nice cloud of dirty smoke.

I just needed
some way to deliver it.

Good.

Now for a container.

It's kind of interesting

how you can put one thing
with another

and cook up the right formula
for staying out of trouble.

My old high school
physics and chemistry classes

come in real handy sometimes.

Not to mention the fact
that when you're in a squeeze,

necessity
always seems to come through

as the true mother of invention.

I needed a diversion.

And a smoke bomb seemed
like the right thing to use

under the circumstances.

The idea I was playing with

was to use the lid
on these potatoes

as the primary trigger.

The problem was

getting somebody else
to pull it.

Well, I had a way
into the psychiatric ward.

I just needed a way out.

Nitro tablets
for jump-starting a bad heart.

They'll do just fine.

Each tablet contains a
measurable amount of nitroglycerin.

The best way
I had of getting to it

was by crushing the tablets
into powder.

Add a little alcohol,

and I'll jump Anton Dubcec
right through his cell window.

Explosive nitroglycerin paste.

Very unstable.

A hard sneeze could set it off.

All right.

I had a nitro bomb
and a smoke bomb.

Anybody bumped into me
too hard...

well, it'd be memorable.

Now all I needed was the
right kind of delivery uniform.

Oh.

Mr. Dubcec.

Mr. Dubcec.

I'm going
to get you out of here.

Dubcec?

Go!

We did it!

Welcome aboard, Mr. Dubcec.

What? What is it?

What it is, is freedom.
We just broke you out.

You are Americans?

That's right.
My name's MacGyver.

- This is Diana Rogers.
- Hi.

You... You broke me
out of the hospital!

Free and clear -- and now we're
going to get you out of the country.

No, dear God.

You have to take me back
at once.

- It is my wife.
- Your wife?!

Viera.
They arrested her.

They told me if I try to defect,

they execute her, kill her.

I beg you, take me back.

Please!

You feeling better?

A little; but when
is MacGyver returning?

We have to get back
before my wife is...

Here you go, Anton.

I got you something to wear.

Now we can both be
fashion plates.

Thank you.

What did you do
with the ambulance?

Ran it off the road.

Is this the best you could do?

Well, it's all I could afford.

You bought this junk heap?!

You could've stolen something
with more muscle!

I don't work that way.

Anton, what do you say
we go get your wife?

Thank you, MacGyver!

Anton, why don't you
just get into your clothes?

We-We'll give you some privacy.

Are you nuts,
or just simple-minded?

Well, the expert opinion
is still out on that.

She is in a GRU lockup.

She happens to be his wife.

She's not part of the deal.

Let me put it this way:
he won't go without her.

And haven't you ever loved
anyone that much?

Not in my right mind.

Then you don't have
to come along.

I've got no choice.

Delivering that man is worth
one-half million dollars.

Anton!

Do you know where they're
keeping your wife?

Of course. The Soviets
are invaders of my country.

Very visible.

Good. Let's go rescue her.

Thank you, Diana.

Anytime.

That is it.

Yep, that's Zorkin's GRU car.

How can we ever get Viera
out of there?

Oh, maybe Zorkin and Baronov
are going to do it for us.

You want to let us all in
on your little secret?

Well, that's a holding prison,
not an interrogation center.

My guess is they'll take
her out for interrogation,

now that you're on
the missing list.

Boy, you sure called
that one right.

They're going to kill her
unless I give myself up.

No.

Do you have any idea where
they might be taking her?

Yes, to Red Army regional
headquarters at Jaroslav.

Know any shortcuts,

so we might be able
to intercept them?

To rescue Viera, yes, of course.

How?

We'll just let
the GRU rescue us.

Slow down. Look.

Someone had an accident.

Looks like they're hurt.

Stop the car, quick.

We'll see if they're alive.

Don't even breathe.

Anton!

Right over here.

Easy.

All right, this ought to keep
you out of trouble for a while.

Duct tape?

Never leave home without it.

Who are you?

Like everybody else,
part of Humanity.

Humanity is an
illegal organization.

If you do not release me
at once, my superiors...

Nothing personal.

All right, here we go,
nice and easy.

Come on, save it for the car.

What's that for?

Baling wire can fix
just about anything.

What's to fix?
We're home free.

Not till we cross the border.

Remember me?

I like to stay loose,
keep an open mind.

Whatever makes you happy.

Hello, Diana!

I've been waiting for you.

And I see you have acquired
more luxurious transportation.

Did you get your flowers?

Yeah, they're in the backseat.

So I see.

And the honeymoon?

It was all that you expected?

Short but exhausting.

And definitely over, ja?

What are you doing?

Selling you, dear lady.

Sorry, but business is business.

Don't move!

Don't be foolish!

My friends here
are superb shots!

You're right.

He can't be trusted.

You think that baling wire gag
of yours will really work?

Yeah, it should.

The ignition coil delivers
about 20,000 volts.

MacGyver, that'll charge the whole car.

What happens to us?

We have the rubber tires
to insulate us.

They'll get a pretty good jolt.

No real damage.

Now, if you will please
step out of the car,

we can place an official end
to the honeymoon.

Well, now, see, that poses
a real problem for us.

See, if we put our hands down,

these two fine young gentlemen
might shoot.

They might misunderstand
what we're doing.

You see our dilemma.

Now.

Hold it, Krug!

It was amazing.
Just as you said.

Well, let's just say
the precaution paid off.

You boys kind of came prepared
for a little trouble, didn't you?

Because there is an alert for you --

all of you.

The border is shut down --

every post for 50 kilometers --

and you are not wanted
dead or alive, my friends,

only dead.

You sure this is a good idea?

I think it's
the only chance we've got.

You two better get down.

Ah, Krug...

Where is Krug?

Ah, he's all tied up,
but he told me to give you this.

Go.

Please stop.

Ihren papieren, bitte.

MacGyver, that is wonderful.

To trick them
instead of killing them.

Well, it's kind of hard
for a grenade to work

when you take the explosive out.

So bitte sehr.

- Come on, we better hurry.
- Thank you.

We got a plane to catch.

On behalf of the captain
and crew,

we would like to welcome you
to the Los Angeles area.

The time now is 2:09,

and the temperature
is 78 degrees.

Thank you for flying with us.

MacGyver,

it-it is beautiful!

Well, thanks, Viera.

I don't think anyone's
ever said that before.

I like it.

You are very gracious.

And thoughtful.

Well, it's the least
we could do.

There'll be a new home ready
for you sometime tomorrow,

but in the meantime, it's yours.

You can have a second honeymoon.

Actually, we never
had a first one.

You remember, I had to go
off on an organizing trip.

I remember.

And it is nothing to make jokes.

Honeymoon!

We have had no life together.

I'm sorry.

I am very tired.

No... I am sorry...

and thoughtless...

but now we are free.

We are together
to make a new life.

Absolutely.

But first, in the new life --
new clothes, no?

Yes, guaranteed.

I'll even take you shopping.

It's included in the fee.

You're on.

Anton, you and I have
a few miles of, uh,

red tape to untangle.

No problem, but it'll
take about an hour.

Diana, if you'll wait here,
I'll arrange for your money.

Oh, you said the magic word.

All right, thank you.

Well, the money
is on its way over.

Want to count it
when it gets here?

No, thanks. Diana can
handle that for both of us.

Guaranteed.

Eight to five
she counts it twice.

What're you going to
do with your share?

Oh, I don't know, maybe
get a new roll of duct tape.

Well, are you all set?

It was wonderful.

So quick, and your lawyer

says we can stay in USA
without problems.

I am lucky beyond luck.

But not to forget my friends,
my people back home...

to help them.

You realize you can be heard

just about anywhere
in the world from here?

Mm, and perhaps move
the world... only a little.

That is why we call our group
Humanity.

No guns.

Only people.

And some dangerous ideas.

I'll show you
where everything is,

then get out of your way.

MacGyver, you are like
a very discreet matchmaker.

Well, somebody did say something
about a second honeymoon.

Oh...

Viera!

MacGyver...

Are you all right?
What happened?

Viera is gone.

Anton, I'm so sorry.
I didn't see anything.

I didn't hear anything.

She was in the bath
and I was reading.

The door wasn't forced. Either they picked
the lock or came in through a window.

The GRU are professional.

Yeah, we don't know who did it.

I know.

Yes?

May I speak with
Anton Dubcec, please?

Who's asking?

A dear old friend.

Zorkin.

Anton!

Good to hear your voice.

Now listen.

Anton, please...

they say
they will kill me unless

you give yourself up to them.

Please...

please...

I am frightened.

On the other hand,
we will release her safely

to go where she wishes,
stay where she likes

in exchange
for your cooperation.

Be at the city zoo in one hour.

We will find you.

Let me talk to her.

Well, there's no way
you can go along with them.

Of course.
You are correct.

And of course I have no choice.

Anton looks like he's wound up
so tight he's about to snap.

Well, wouldn't you be if the woman
you loved were under the gun?

Yeah, I guess so.

I don't know why
I blew up like that.

Keep an eye on him.

I'm gonna check
our agency backup.

Look at him.

Three tons and a bad temper.

Now that's the way
to handle the world.

Pretty tough, aren't you?

Realistic.

You would be, too,
if you'd let yourself.

You risk your life.
You deserve payment.

We earned our money, MacGyver.

Our money?!

I'm very flattered.

You're the second man
I've ever trusted.

What happened to the first?

David, sweet David.

I met him in Europe,

right after that
embassy job with you.

You know, I felt
really badly about that.

Well, you never told me.

It's because I was embarrassed.

The problem was
I liked you, MacGyver,

and I used you and...

I guess I just didn't feel
very good about myself.

Maybe that's why
I was so vulnerable.

For this David?

Ha, ha, I left myself open.

What happened?

His name wasn't David.

It was Pyotro.

And he wasn't my lover.

He was KGB.

Trying to get those papers back.

I found out and
he tried to kill me.

I was faster.

And I killed him.

No, I'm okay.

It's over with.

And, right now,
we have something

much more important
to worry about.

Just look at that poor man.

Yeah, I know.

Well, there's no sign
of contact yet.

Maybe the GRU got nervous
and backed off.

Well, that's not very likely.

Perimeter security is all set.

Anything?

Nothing yet.

Nobody's even come near him.

Anton.

No, look ahead.

Listen,

they can see us.

The GRU,

they have a gun aimed at me.

Where? Tell me.
I will protect you.

No, please.

We must do what they say...

exactly as they say.

I'll show you.

MacGyver, Pete, look.

That's Viera.

I think you're right.

They're gone. Come on.

Thornton here. Lock up
the southwest quarter. Hurry!

This is the place.

- They are watching now?
- Of course.

Listen, MacGyver,
Pete and Diane are here.

The have agency people
with them.

So when I say,
"Drop to the ground,"

I will protect you.

No, there is no escape, Anton.

We are in America.

Yes, that is why we have decided
to end it here and now.

Viera!

You are my wife.

It was an assignment.

You are too dangerous, Anton.

Because I wanted freedom?

Because you would begin
a second revolution.

One death is preferable
to thousands.

No...!

Viera, no!

- You all right?
- Yes.

Stay with him.

What happened?

She looked at me...

my wife looked at me and shot.

She's GRU.

If you hadn't given me
the bulletproof vest,

I would be dead.

Look, you just stay here, okay?

It's done.

They saw me.
Come on!

Oh! Hey!

Come on, let's get out of here!

Freeze!

Take him, Pete!

And I'm supposed to look, huh?

Watch out!

He's got a knife!

My, my...

Well, you said you wanted
your half of the money in cash.

There it is.

Sure is.

Over two hundred thou
apiece, after expenses.

Where is your half?

Invested.

See, the Phoenix Foundation
takes care of all my expenses,

so anything extra is extra.

What did you invest in?

MacGyver, Pete, Diana,
my good friends.

Have you heard?
Is it not wonderful?

What?

I am able to work
with other refugees

to bring them to America.

Someone has given
$200,000 for this.

To give so much money,

a person must be very rich.

But I cannot learn the name.

Well, it's, uh,
an anonymous donor.

Yeah, some hopeless do-gooder.

And the money will do good.

When Viera betrayed me, I felt
I could have faith in no one.

But now comes this
money from a stranger

to help others gain
their freedom.

My faith returns again.

Because I know there are
good people still in this world.

Yeah, well, say hello
to another hopeless do-gooder.

I'll contribute.

$200,000?

Not that hopeless.

Here's $20,000.

Diana...

Please, just take it...

before I realize what I'm doing.

Thank you.

You are very generous.

That's something no one's ever
said to me before.

Feels pretty good, doesn't it?

MacGYVER:
When I was a little kid,

I used to think ships
were like magic...

sailing in from strange places,
carrying mysterious cargo...

This ship was from
the People's Republic of China,

and the cargo was
kind of special:

a single treasure
literally beyond price.

It'd been on display
during the voyage,

and its security
had been the responsibility

of the Chinese government.

Now it was going to be ours:
Pete Thornton's and mine.

THORNTON:
Chu.

I mean, Commissioner Chu.

Don't be inscrutable
with me, Peter.

It's good to see you again.

And very good to see you.

I'd like to introduce my friend
and colleague, MacGyver.

[SPEAKING MANDARIN]

The honor is mine.

You speak Mandarin.

You just heard about 90% of it.

May I ask what you do
for the Phoenix organization?

Well, MacGyver is a kind
of, uh, troubleshooter.

I trust
we're not expecting trouble.

THORNTON: You know me --
belt and suspenders...

MacGYVER: We figured
we'd be better off

a little nervous than a lot sorry.

CHU:
Actually, I'm pleased.

Now, if you'll sign the manifest
receiving the item...

Item?

That's some description
for a national treasure,

but, uh, on behalf of the
International Cultural Exposition...

Uh, maybe...

after we see the dragon?

Troubleshooter and lawyer.

No, just curious
to see a legend.

And you shall.

[SPEAKING MANDARIN]

MacGYVER: This is the first time
it's been outside of China, isn't it?

THORNTON: That's
why I'm being very careful.

[SPEAKING MANDARIN]

The Ming Dragon.

China is very proud of it
as a work of art...

and part of our history.

It's beautiful.

GUARD:
Hey!

This is a restricted area, miss.

May I ask
what you're doing here?

Excuse me.
I was invited to a party.

There's no party.

Then let's have one of our own.

[GRUNTING]

[COOS]

[BELL RINGS]

Well, hello, little one.

Yes.

Do you have something for me?

Well, Nicolai?

The dragon has arrived.

Security will be handled
as we expected?

By the Phoenix Foundation
and MacGyver.

I see you remember him...

the time you failed
to catch him.

I remember.

Hmm. If it's
any consolation to you...

before we leave,

MacGyver will be dead.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

THORNTON: The exhibit will be
in this hall under absolute security.

Pettigrew here set it up.

PETTIGREW: The Ming
Dragon will be protected

by this case
of shatterproof glass,

cushioned by this pressure plate

and locked into place.

[BEEPING]

Well, what about alarms?

Embedded in all the glass.

And a laser system...
forms a barrier around it all.

Any intruder will be stopped
immediately.

What about surveillance
cameras, Mr. Pettigrew?

They can be defeated too easily.

Besides, this system
is sophisticated,

state of the art.

Your dragon will be safe,
Mr. Chu.

Is it truly safe,
uh, Mr. MacGyver?

Well, why don't we take a
good look at what we have here.

You want to turn on the laser network
and dim the lights a little bit?

Oh, certainly.
Uh, gentlemen?

Uh, this is Pettigrew,
security control.

Lower the house lights

and, uh, activate
the laser shield.

There you are.

Now, the guards will be where?

In, uh, central control,

but any intruder will break the beams
and set off the alarms.

Well, maybe. Maybe not.

Well, they can't evade the beams.
They can't see them.

They can now.

Very imaginative.

See, there's a couple
of ways to handle

a light beam alarm system.

You can divert the ray
through optic fiber...

use a mirror to deflect it...

but about the easiest thing
to do is just, uh... avoid it.

Now, while the guards are
kicking back having coffee

or whatever they do,

I've gotten in and
no alarm has gone off.

[SWISS ARMY KNIFE CLICKING]

[BEEPS]

What it comes to is this:

by the time
anybody shows up here,

I'll be long gone...
with the dragon.

Well...

I just don't know what to say.

Well, don't worry.
That's why we're here.

Now we know what to fix.

First, replace that key lock
with a combination.

Yeah. And set up
regular guard inspections,

say, no more
than ten minutes apart.

And, you know,
it might not be a bad idea

to wire an alarm
into this pressure plate here

where the glass fits,
so if anybody does lift it...

We'd have another alarm.

I'll get right on it.

I think I am rather glad you
are on the job, Mr. MacGyver.

My pleasure, sir.

I confess of being unsettled.

This, and the-the death
of that security guard.

Yeah, I know;
that bothers me, too,

but it's being looked into.

So far, there's no evidence to
indicate anything but an accident.

The Ming Dragon
is our national treasure.

And while it is here,
your national responsibility.

If anything were to happen...

the result
could be quite serious.

MacGYVER:
So, you think Pettigrew

will be able
to make all those changes

before the opening
day after tomorrow?

Yeah, we should have
most of it locked down

by tomorrow afternoon's
VIP reception.

All except the pressure
plate alarm, that is.

That's being shipped
out of New York.

- When does that get here?
- Sometime tomorrow evening.

It's going to mean an
all-night effort to get it installed,

but at least it'll be
done for the opening.

By the way, I w...

Are you listening to me?

Yeah, I'm sorry, Pete.
I thought I saw somebody.

Well, you said you
saw someone. Who?

Well, I thought it was...

Nope, forget it.

A mistake. Come on.

What do you mean, "come on"?
The elevators are over here.

I know, but I got a surprise
for you over here.

Come on.

"The Great Sheldrake"?

Who's he?

That's the surprise.

DALTON: And then the
announcer's voice says,

"Ladies and gentlemen, presenting
your guru into the unknown,

the master of miracles,
the Great Sheldrake!"

Applause, applause, applause,
alakazam, one, two, three...

hit it!

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING CONTINUES]

We have to cut way back
on that smoke.

Jack Dalton?!

What's he doing here?

Now, I bring on
my lovely assistant, Loretta...

That's you, babe.

Come on. Come on.
We open tonight.

Curtsy.

DALTON:
Rise!

Rise!

[APPLAUSE]

Hey, excuse me.

Excuse me.
This is a closed rehearsal.

Oh, like the time you tried

to pull a silk scarf
out of the principal's ear

and got his toupée instead?

MacGyver! Pete!

[LAUGHING]

Hey, great to see you guys!

What a surprise!

You heard I was appearing,
you came to see me. Terrific!

Since when are you
a, uh, magician?

When?

I have studied
at the feet of Hindu mystics,

climbed the hidden mountains
of Tibet

to learn the lost secrets
of that unknown kingdom.

I have delved into...

A magic course he got selling
magazines in the tenth grade.

A correspondence course.

A mail-order Mandrake, huh?

DALTON:
No. A mail-order Sheldrake.

DALTON: Come to the
opening tonight, and I'll show you

the most magnificent magic act
you've ever seen.

[APPLAUSE]

DALTON: Thank you, one and all
for joining The Great Sheldrake

on this magic carpet ride
into that shadowed land

where reality and illusion
intermingle.

A place where the mysteries
of time, space,

and the journey of souls

are held in the firm
grasp of darkness.

A depth of infinite knowledge,
shared with you alone.

[CRACKLING]

[PIANO CHORD, APPLAUSE]

And so, until our late, late show,
that's it, ladies and gentlemen.

Enjoy the music,
have a drink, spend a buck.

[APPLAUSE]

[PIANO LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYING]

DALTON: Come on, Loretta.
You're stepping on my cues.

This is supposed to be magic,
not "who's on first?"

- Jack!
- Hey.

[LAUGHS]
That's terrific.

You really know how
to do this stuff.

Hey, what can I say?
It's a gift.

Some of us have it.
Thanks for coming.

But enough about me.
What are you doing in town?

International
Cultural Exposition.

Ah! East meets west.

Great parties!

Oh, they're the worst.

There's one tomorrow at noon,
Thursday evening,

dinner on Friday -- I hate it.

- I'll come tomorrow.
- Jack...

No, not a word.
No groveling gratitude.

Besides, I might make
some valuable contacts.

Come on.
I'll buy you a carrot juice.

- [PURSED LIPS NOISE]
- Geez...

What is it?

Lisa.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Mac!

Who'd you see?

Lisa.

Lisa who?

A girl I knew once --
Lisa Kohler.

But she's dead.

At least, I thought she was.

This girl looked
exactly like her.

Maybe she's alive.

No. I saw her die.

I killed her.

MacGYVER:
Okay. Thanks for checking.

Straight ginger ale,
but I made it a double.

Anything?

No, she's not
registered at the hotel.

They'd never heard the name.

I was wrong.

Okay, but talk to me.

Come on, MacGyver.
You wouldn't step on an ant.

What do you mean,
"I killed her?"

I did.

I killed her.

Lisa Kohler, two years ago
on the Baltic Coast.

She was my contact to an
underground resistance group.

All very official,
all very proper.

And then it got very personal.

The worst time
and the worst place

for falling in love.

But that's exactly
what happened.

Even while we were locked
into a mission

to blow a secret
weapons facility.

I tried to stop Lisa
from coming along,

but she insisted.

[VEHICLE DRIVING]

She argued that it was
her information and her job.

The last one, in fact.

I'd arranged to bring her
back home with me.

But first,
we had to complete the mission

by setting explosives
at two separate locations.

It meant we were both at risk.

It meant I worried a lot.

Listen, one last time.

Will you let me handle this?

No.

Your responsibility
is the intake pipe.

My job is sealing the exhaust.

Now...

I'll meet you back at the boat
in three minutes.

Don't worry.

I feel safe
since you gave me this.

I let her go off alone.

I should have gone in with her.

Don't second-guess yourself.

What happened?

The whole plan blew up
in my face.

[ALARM SOUNDS]

[EXPLOSION]

[EXPLOSION, ALARM CONTINUES]

Wait. Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Where's Lisa?

- She's not here yet. Come on.
- We are not leaving her behind!

She didn't make it.
You know the rules. Let's go!

Wait. There she is!

[SHOUTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

MacGYVER:
Lisa!

[SHOUTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[SHOUTING CONTINUES]

MacGYVER:
No!

You didn't kill her.

Jack, I should have
gone in alone.

One person alone in that situation
has less a chance of fouling up.

Stop it! Stop it!

It's a lousy piece of fate,
but you're not responsible.

Come on, Mac.
We all have our ghosts.

Yeah, but we don't all see 'em
walking by.

She's dead.
It's over.

Hey, listen,
get a good night's sleep.

I love you, man.
I'm glad to see you.

[LAUGHS]

Thanks.

And I'll see you at the party
tomorrow, young man.

[LISA LAUGHS SOFTLY]

What are you so tickled about?

You.

You're funny.

Me? What are you
talking about funny, no?

[LAUGHS]

You are just funny, that's all.

[LAUGHS]

And I love you, MacGyver.

I love you, too.

Even if you aren't
much to look at.

Oh, face, body, eyes,
ears, nose, throat --

that's all medium-gorgeous,
of course.

But your hand.

It's downright naked.

Let me look at it.
It's like the rest of you.

No necklace, no earrings.

Nothing.

You need something.

I have what I need.

Almost.

[WHISPERS]:
MacGyver.

LISA: "MacGyver, I will be
on the 6:45 morning ferry.

Please come to me.

I won't be late this time.

Lisa."

Lisa.

LISA:
I was shot, yes.

I was hurt badly.

But I lived.

I am alive, MacGyver.

But you never let me know.

Why? What happened?

They sent me to the gulag.

To a prison camp.

There was only one reason
I survived.

Nicolai.

Another prisoner?

In a sense.

He had been with the KGB.

There was an incident,
a failure, and he was punished.

Sent to the camp,
a prisoner... like me.

Then he helped you?

He kept me alive.

He protected me.

Cared for me.

MacGyver...

I married him.

Please understand how it was.

Never a love affair.

Not the way it was with us.

But Nicolai is my husband.

That's why you never got
in touch with me.

Yes.

And the reason
I've come to you now is...

a very selfish reason.

But I have to tell you

all the truth.

My husband's name

is Nicolai Kosoff.

Kosoff.

Major Nicolai Kosoff?

I know him.

I escaped from him in Hungary.

Yes, I know.

And if you don't want
to help us now,

I understand.

MacGyver, we want to defect.

THORNTON:
That's quite a story.

Do you believe her?

She wants to defect.

She wants to bring her husband.

And I want to help.
Yeah, I believe her.

Lisa, maybe.

Nicolai Kosoff?

Ex-KGB?

Pete Thornton?
Ex-DXS?

People change.

Kosoff is here with the Soviet
delegation to the Exposition.

He's not KGB.

And maybe not the guy
I tangled with in Budapest.

You love her,

so you're buying him,
is that it?

I'm giving him a chance, because

if he's playing it straight
with us, he deserves it.

If?!

That's a life-and-death if.

[SIGHS]

You gonna help?

All right, we'll go
with your instincts.

I'll slip away in a few minutes
and make some arrangements.

But here comes
the Russian delegation.

Be charming.

[LOW, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

THORNTON:
Ah!

General Racoubian!

- Mr. Thornton.
- Welcome.

I'd like to introduce my
associate, Mr. MacGyver.

General, it's a pleasure.

Ex-general, retired.

Merely a civilian delegate
to this exposition.

My colleagues.
Major Kosoff.

Mrs. Kosoff.

We met once.

Yes.

And, uh, Miss Lyaschenka.

Jack Dalton.

Nice to meet you.

Outstanding!

General Racoubian,

I hope you enjoy
our Ming Dragon.

RACOUBIAN:
Extraordinary!

Priceless.

The second most beautiful thing
in the room.

Your humble servant,
Mademoiselle.

The Great Sheldrake
at your service.

Uh, Jack, I don't think
this is the time.

Time? The Great Sheldrake
performs at 3:00 this afternoon.

You are all invited.

Oh, a magician.

[LAUGHS]
What, with the exposition?

Unofficially.

DALTON: That's all you need
for international friendship, friends.

Magic.

Got to change.

May I show you the rest
of the exhibit?

Please?

Lisa tells me you will help us.

And, of course, I know why.

You still love her.

Understandable.

So do I.

I can understand that.

If you will not help me,

I understand.

But please... help Lisa.

Why do you want out?

I was two years
in a prison camp.

I learned one thing, MacGyver...

to cherish freedom...

for myself...

for my Lisa.

How'd you get her
out of the camp?

I destroyed her records,

forged new ones.

I hid her past.

And we were lucky.

My God, we were lucky.

This new government,
glasnost, openness.

And for this little moment,

the ice melts, and we get out.

But if they ever discover
who she really was...

Lisa goes back,

and I would be shot.

I don't...

enjoy begging, MacGyver,

but for Lisa, I will.

You think you could talk your
little group into going to see

The Great Sheldrake's
magic show?

I suppose so.

But why?

I can't think of a better place
to pull off a disappearing act.

ANNOUNCER:
Welcome to the universe

of infinite improbability!

Ladies and gentlemen,

The Great Sheldrake!

[MUSICAL FANFARE]

[APPLAUSE]

Greetings from beyond
the mystic veil,

where nothing is what it seems.

[AUDIENCE MEMBERS GASP]

[APPLAUSE]

DALTON [AS SHELDRAKE]:
You know, friends,

I come from a long line
of magicians.

My father used to walk down
the street and turn into a saloon.

- [LIGHT LAUGHTER]
- Thank you.

Tonight I shall be guiding you

through the eerie entryway
to another universe.

For my first feat of wonder,

I shall require a volunteer.

Preferably someone young,

and beautiful.

[AUDIENCE MURMURING]

Ah!

You certainly qualify.

And so do you.

Will you both yield yourselves

to the magical powers
of the Great Sheldrake?!

I don't know.

Go ahead, Lisa.

Both of you, go ahead.

DALTON: Wonderful, wonderful.
Here they come.

Now, ladies,
as you join me on the stage,

I want you to examine
this common, ordinary box.

Search it.

Inspect it.

Examine it.

Be sure that it's empty.

An empty box.

But also, the gateway

to another dimension.

To the world of illusion.

Prepare yourself
for a wondrous experience.

Don't be frightened,
you're perfectly safe.

And now friends, beyond gravity,

beyond reality,

beyond belief!

Rise!

[AUDIENCE MEMBERS GASPING]

- Rise!
- [APPLAUSE]

Take this instrument
of the unknown

and become the keeper
of the gate.

Hold the wand for all to see,

and with the power
I give unto you,

open the portals,

guide her beautiful soul

to the freedom
of another dimension!

[AUDIENCE MEMBERS GASPING]

[APPLAUSE]

Fantastic!

DALTON:
Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

- Where is she?
- She's okay.

[STERNLY]
Where is she?

TANYA:
Out of the way, fool!

DALTON: Hey, blondie,
your table's out front.

I'll go find Lisa

before Tanya
creates an incident.

DALTON: ...but don't be
alarmed, my friends, be patient.

The beautiful young lady
who vanished

shall return when the
configurations are aligned,

when the planets move once again
in their appointed paths.

Lead her back sagely now,
oh, gods of the unknown.

- Protect her on her journey...
- [SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[RACOUBIAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

DALTON: And while we're waiting
for her to return, ladies and gentlemen,

for my next feat of magic,
I need another volunteer.

A small volunteer.

MacGyver! Lisa!

[GRUNTING]

LISA:
Nicolai!

Get Lisa free!

Get her away!

Come on, let's go.

- Come on!
- No!

- [GUNSHOT]
- LISA: No!

[GUNSHOTS]

Put him in there!

- [KOSOFF GRUNTS]
- Get out the van!

To the helicopter pad.

Quickly!

[ENGINE STARTS]

- Hang on!
- MacGyver!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

TANYA:
There they are.

[LISA GRUNTING]

TANYA:
Go down the next street.

- [HORN HONKING]
- LISA: Look out!

LISA:
No!

Where are we going?

We'll try to lose
them on the docks.

TANYA:
Turn right, turn right!

[BOAT HORN BLOWING]

LISA:
What are we doing?

MacGYVER:
Just hang on tight.

[HORN BLOWING]

[REVVING ENGINE]

JOSEF:
I can't believe it.

- We lost them!
- No.

We have them.

[BOAT HORN BLOWING]

TANYA:
Give me the phone.

[DIALING]

General, we will be needing
just the smallest assistance.

They are trapped on the ferry,
heading for North Island.

If you will come
in the helicopter,

we will drive over the bridge.

Here you go.

Thank you.

You okay?

Lisa, we're okay.

You're safe, we made it.

But not Nicolai.

- First, I lose you, and now...
- Hey, wait a minute, stop it.

Stop right there.

You haven't lost anything yet.

As soon as we get to shore,
I'll contact Pete.

He's lined up all the help
we could possibly need.

We'll get Nicolai out.

I don't think they're ready
to start World War III

within city limits.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

That's General Racoubian's
helicopter.

I think we're lost.

Hey, Pete!

Thank you very much.

So what happened?
Where are they?

Nothing happened.

It went smooth as silk.

That big, beautiful Russian
fire alarm jumped my bones

and they split
out the back door.

Well, they never showed
at home base.

What do you mean,
they never showed?

Mac had it locked,
everything was on course.

A dozen witnesses just
told me they rolled out of here

at 80 miles an hour
on a stolen motorcycle.

You sure about that?

Well, I just paid
for the motorcycle.

Well, then, where are they?

RACOUBIAN:
Tanya, the ferry has docked,

but they're still aboard.

TANYA:
Message received, sir.

I'm tracking them now.
Where are you?

Crossing the bridge, general.

We will be on North Island
within minutes.

We are only a few miles away.

RACOUBIAN: Good, the plan
is to keep them between us.

When they move,
I'll drive them toward you.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

What do you think?

I don't think
we should stick around.

[STARTS ENGINE]

RACOUBIAN:
They're moving now.

Just leaving the ferry,
stand by.

TANYA:
Understood.

RACOUBIAN: They're
heading in your direction,

on the coast road.

Go west along the waterfront.

You'll head them off.

It'll all be over
in a few minutes.

TANYA:
Turning on the coast road now.

RACOUBIAN: Tanya,
we're directly over them now,

and you should be
seeing us soon.

There's nobody in sight.

We can begin to isolate them.

TANYA:
I read you, general.

RACOUBIAN:
Good.

RACOUBIAN:
Don't shoot!

[BRAKES SCREECHING]

RACOUBIAN:
Get them off the road.

I don't want any interference.

[LISA SCREAMS]

TANYA:
General, I have you in sight.

[TIRES SCREECH]

LISA:
Why are we slowing down?

MacGYVER:
We're running out of gas.

TANYA: They're
turning off into the woods!

RACOUBIAN:
Stay with them.

Don't lose them.
I can see you both.

I'm right above you.

RACOUBIAN: Tanya, I'm
turning them back toward you.

We have them now.

That's it. Keep calm.

Wait, wait!
They're going to the river!

MacGYVER:
End of the line. She's empty.

Come on...

Come on, let's go.

They're heading for the boat.

TANYA:
We see them, general.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

Wait!

Forget the boat!

We are trapped!

[GUNSHOT]

- [GUNSHOT]
- We are trapped!

Not yet.

Come on!

Get on!

TANYA:
Where are they?

JOSEF:
Have to be this way.

Get ready.

Come on. Jump.

MacGYVER:
Come on, we'll grab the van.

Well, we've certainly
done the town, haven't we?

MacGYVER:
Yep.

And probably attracted a little
attention along the way, general.

Now, I could be wrong,
but I'd be willing to bet

that your government
doesn't want an incident here.

And there won't be one.

I may be a little irritated
with you, MacGyver,

but admiring.

As for you and Major Kosoff --

you took a chance;
you'll pay the price.

He's going to kill us.

I'm sorry
I brought you into this.

Come on, general,
let's see if we can deal.

Call in a little glasnost,
you and me.

I like you, MacGyver,
but I can't let them go.

As for glasnost, I don't agree

with the current
Soviet administration --

this new openness.

Weak, foolish... impractical.

And you think killing
three people's more practical?

That's amazing.

Okay, general,
what's it gonna take?

What's the price?

You know what trade I deal in.

What could you possibly
offer me?

I know you won't betray
your country's security.

You got that straight.

Maybe there is something.

So there is no
misunderstanding...

Jewelry?

It's not jewelry.

But it's a work of art,
and beauty.

This device is armed.

When I push this button,

any unauthorized attempt
to open the necklace,

once it's shut,
will cause it to trigger.

Armed for what?

Good question.

This second button
transmits a signal

good for at least five miles.

RACOUBIAN:
You are a hostage.

So is Nicolai.

What price for freedom, you ask?

The Ming Dragon.

Deliver it to me.

You want me to steal it?

Yes.

That's impossible.

RACOUBIAN:
Nothing's impossible.

Consider the alternative.

She has until
2:00 tomorrow.

If you attempt to rescue her
or if she tries to escape --

if you try to do anything
but get me the Dragon...

You got a deal.

Good. Bring her.

Go fetch, MacGyver.

[HELICOPTER ENGINE STARTING]

The Ming Dragon.

China is very proud of it --

as a work of art...

and part of our history.

[COUGHING]

Jack Dalton?!

We have to cut way back
on that smoke!

What happened?

They sent me to the gulag.

To a prison camp.

There was only one reason
I survived -- Nicolai.

Nicolai Kosoff? Ex-KGB?

She wants to defect.

She wants to bring her husband.
I want to help.

Get her away!

- Come on. Let's go.
- No!

- Come on!
- [SHRIEKS]

Jewelry?

It's not jewelry.

Any unauthorized attempt to
open the necklace once it's shut

will cause it to trigger.

[EXPLOSION]

RACOUBIAN: You're our hostage.
So is Nicolai.

The Ming Dragon...
deliver it to me.

You want me to steal it?

RACOUBIAN:
Yes.

Bring her.

Go fetch, MacGyver.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[WATER RUNNING]

[WATER SHUTS OFF]

Jack?

I used to be.

Why can't you just knock or
say hello like everybody else?

I didn't know it was you.
I'm sorry.

- What are you doing here?
- Playing deputy.

Pete was at the Federal Building
waiting for you and your fun couple,

while the egg on
his face congealed.

MacGyver, what happened?

Oh, Racoubian's people
nailed Kosoff here.

Caught up with Lisa
and me across the bay.

They've still got Lisa.

How'd you get away?

Racoubian let me go.

He wants me to do him a favor
in exchange for Lisa.

I'm afraid to ask.
What kind of favor?

Steal the Ming Dragon.

That's his price
for Kosoff and Lisa.

That's it?

The Dragon for the lady?
No add-ons? No extras?

It's a gimme!

No pain, no strain, old buddy.

Just get the
combination to the lock.

Pete set that combination
personally.

He's the only one
that knows the numbers.

Call him and get it.

He's your friend.

He looks the other way.

You borrow the Dragon,

use it as bait to get Lisa
and Kosoff out, up and away.

How?

You'll come up with something.
That's what you're good at.

Maybe.
But we can't involve Pete.

Any mistake, and his
career would be shot.

We can't ask him
because he'd do it.

So, we have to steal the Dragon.

What you mean, "we", Kimo Sabe?

It's gonna take two, Jack.

I need help.

What the hey?
Nobody lives forever.

Thank you.

All right, Pete's doing an
all-nighter getting the security set,

so we can't go in until dawn.

In the light?

In the daylight?
In the bright sunlight?

Yeah.

[SEAGULLS CALLING]

CHU:
Ah, it was a long night,

But making sure that the Dragon
is totally secure, that's worth it.

Absolutely.

You know, Chu, if this exhibit
succeeds the way I think it's going to,

it's going to mean a lot of good will
between the U.S. and China.

I'm in favor of friendship.

I know you are.

Right now, the friendliest thing
I can think of is some sleep.

And you deserve it.

Uh, Peter, Peter,

I noticed you were, uh, a
little bit troubled in there.

If it's personal, of course,
it's none of my business.

But if it has anything
to do with the exhibit,

I must officially insist
that you tell me about it.

It has nothing
to do with the Dragon.

My friend, MacGyver,
is, uh, having difficulties.

Mr. MacGyver, ah.

I'm sorry to hear about that.

But you can well imagine
my being a little paranoid

about the Dragon.

Not to worry.
The Dragon is safe.

Who could break in there now?

Hang on a minute.
I'll get it.

[LOCK OPENING]

SECURITY GUARD:
There you go.

Okay, later.

Wouldn't it have been
easier just to check in?

Yeah, but not half as much fun.

Let's go.

It's wired for sound.

What, you expect them
to roll out the carpet?

Looks like they're
spring-loaded.

Hang on a second.

All right, I'll hold it down,
you move it aside.

I'm getting hives,
you know that, don't you?

Just relax.

Relax? That alarm pops
when I shift this,

we're both in Sing Sing.

- Ready?
- Easy.

[LIGHT GRATING SOUND]

Tape. Give me the tape.

Shh!

Let's do it.

What's our route?

We climb up two stories,

then cross into the duct
over the exhibition hall.

[MUFFLED]
How much further?

You studying Russian?

How much further?

A little bit.

Jack, doesn't this
remind you of the time

you were crawling through
that Mayan pyramid?

There were snakes and spiders...

I tell you about that?

In detail.

Well, actually, I didn't exactly
participate in that crawl,

but I saw the movie.

That's a comfort.

This is it.

Guard will be here
in one minute.

[CLICKING SOUNDS]

20 seconds to guard.

Got it.

[CLINKING SOUNDS]

[KEYS JINGLING]

Shh.

[KEYS JANGLING]

We've got exactly four
minutes and 38 seconds.

Okay.

Okay.

Oh...

[WHISPERING]
Jack, be careful.

Remember the laser beams.

I know, I know. Three-foot
clearance on all sides, right?

Well done.

Exactly where
are the laser beams?

Watch.

Wow.

- Great.
- Yeah.

Three minutes, 42 seconds

before the next guard
pokes his head in here.

[RUBBING SOUNDS]

[CLINKING]

[CLATTERING]

[WHIRRING SOUND]

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

Three minutes, ten seconds.

That's plenty of time,

as long as I can figure out
this combination.

You don't know it?

Well, Pete set it.

He's the only one
with the numbers.

I can make a pretty good guess.

Three minutes before they walk
in here and hang us,

and you're guessing?

Yeah. Most people
set a combination

with the same number category:

address, phone number, birthday,
stuff like that.

Month, date, year.

[FAST BEEPING]

[BEEPING STOPS]

It didn't click!

Nothing happened.

Guess again!

That's funny.

I'd have bet
Pete would use his birthday.

Yeah, funny.

[FAST BEEPING]

[BEEPING STOPS]

His phone number doesn't work;
let me try his address.

Does he gamble?
Bet the numbers.

No, Pete plays golf.

Golf?

Golf!

Fact is, he loves the game.

[SLOW BEEPING]

[BEEPING STOPS]

[LOCK OPENS]

Arnold Palmer's birthday.

Pete's hero.

How in God's name do you know
Arnold Palmer's birthday?

Doesn't everyone?

Use this to clamp down
the pressure plate.

2:35.
Let's do it.

In the name of Arnold Palmer
and all the other giants of our time:

Magic Johnson, Joe Montana,
Arnold Schwarzenegger!

[HUMMING SOUND]

It worked!
No alarm!

How about that?

So far so good.

Just what'd I tell you?
Count on the Dr. Dalton.

Yeah, we're gonna need
more than a doctor

if we don't pull this off.

[GLASS SLIPPING]

It's slipping!

It's locked!

I know!
Only two minutes left!

MacGyver...

I don't know the combination!

I can't open it!

I don't know
Arnold Palmer's birthday!

MacGyver, I can't hear you!

Have you got enough air?

Oh, you don't have enough air!

You're choking!
You're choking!

Oh, you're choking.

Oh, no, I'm choking.
I'm choking.

You're right. You're right.
The important thing is not to panic.

Calm down.

The important thing is,
don't panic.

Okay, oh, what's the number?

It's ten! Ten... ten?
I got it. It's ten.

No, no, no, no.

Less than ten.

More than ten?

No. Oh, let me
start with ten.

[FAST BEEPING]

[HOARSELY]
Ten doesn't work! Ten...

Oh! Oh,
the air's going bad.

It's going bad.
The air's bad... bad...

Time-out, right.
Time...

Okay, I'm cool.

I'm cool. I'm good.

Nine.

Nine! Nine!

Nine?

Nine?

Ten.

Which? Nine or ten?

Both! Both!
Nine and ten.

19! 19! 19!
No!

Nine and ten. Not 19.

No. Nine, ten.

Nine dash ten!

Nine dash ten!
Yes, yes, yes!

Now, we've got one minute,
one minute.

Nine...

Nine and...

T-T-T-Twenty-nine!

29! 29!

Nine dash ten dash 29!

Yes! Got it!

[SLOW BEEPING]

- [LOCK OPENS]
- Yes!

Okay.

Sorry about that, buddy.

No problem. Listen,
we're out of time.

We gotta move.

I don't want to hear that.
What are we gonna do?

We're going to break
through that laser beam.

Are you crazy?

That'll set off every
alarm in this place!

Exactly.

[ALARM BLARING]

[ALARM CONTINUES BLARING]

[CLICK]

Whoa!

What the hey?! Help!

- What is it?
- Down there. Cover me!

All right.

Help!

[GUARDS SHOUTING
OVER EACH OTHER]

What are you doing?

Somebody cut the alarm...

Help!

Hey, the Dragon's gone!

Quick, Code Five!
Get Pettigrew on the phone!

Tell him the Dragon's gone.
Code five!

GUARD:
Sullivan, get your squad...

[ALARM CONTINUES BLARING]

GUARD:
Somebody, help!

Help! Help!

Get me down!

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[FESTIVE DRUMMING, CYMBALS
CLASHING, CROWD APPLAUDING]

Eeyoo! Got away
slicker 'n slick, compadre.

No. Take a look.

Congratulations,
Mr. MacGyver.

Remarkable.

You can pull up over there
and give me the Dragon.

Where's Lisa and Kosoff?

They're waiting. Safely.

But first, the Dragon.

I'm afraid not, lady.

We'll make the exchange
where I say, how I say,

and when I see Lisa
and Kosoff clear.

Clear?

Jack, the light is green.

Meet me at the Great Wall
and Fifth.

[CAR STARTS]

Follow me.

- [TIRES SQUEALING]
- MacGYVER: Excuse me.

Excuse me.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[FESTIVE DRUMMING, CYMBALS
CLASHING, CROWD APPLAUDING]

[WHISTLES AND CHEERS]

[WIND CHIMES JINGLING]

[FESTIVE DRUMMING,
CROWD CHATTERING]

[TAPPING CAR]

Lost them.

Glad to see you, man
and Dragon in one piece.

Now what about your girl?

The one with the bomb
around her neck?

We make the exchange
on my terms.

Let's get to a phone.

I need to talk
to Mr. Racoubian.

Had to be a professional job.

They got through
the alarm system.

Even after we changed it.

"They"? How do you know
there was more than one thief?

Well, it would take
at least two.

One outside the case,

another to go in
and get the Dragon.

They had only minutes.

Yeah. So they knew
the guard schedule.

Two men... maybe three,
at the outside,

working closely together
could have pulled it off.

Any more than three would
be in each other's way.

CHU: That's a very
astute observation, Peter.

May I talk with you privately?

Certainly. Uh, let's go over there.

Excuse me.

Why don't you, uh,
go have a cup of coffee, huh?

Yes, sir.

Peter, as it happens,
there were two thieves.

How do you know that?

Nataka.

I was impressed
with your security.

But I, too, am responsible for
the security of the Ming Dragon.

And my government is
not lenient with failures.

So, I had a camera
installed in here

triggered by any entry.

You've got a tape of them?

That's wonderful!

Is it?

MacGyver!

CHU: Yes, and that
friend of his, the magician.

My God!

I demand an explanation.

I can't...

I don't believe it.

Why, Peter?! Why?!

Chu, I don't have an answer.

Was the theft political?

Was it an attempt to create
hostility between our countries?

No.

Tell me the truth, Peter.

No! You know me better
than that.

And I'll tell you
something else.

MacGyver is not a thief either!

I'm not blaming you personally.

But the cultural exchange
is a testing of the waters.

If the Ming Dragon is lost

and our trust is broken,

it could mean a break in
our diplomatic ties, Peter!

Don't you think I know
how important this is?

MacGyver must have had a reason!

A good reason.

Give me some time.

He's gonna contact me,
I know it.

We'll straighten it out.
Give me 24 hours.

Impossible.

Look, until the world
knows about this,

there is no crisis.

Until it's official!

Give me the time.

We can make it right.

Make it right?
Can you do that, Peter?

Because there is more than
you and I at stake, my friend.

Well that's why
we've got to try.

All right. 24 hours.

Zou la!

[SIGHS]

[PHONE RINGING]

Yes?

MacGYVER:
General Racoubian...

You're very late, MacGyver.

Yeah, well, that's because dear,
sweet Tanya

tried to hijack the Dragon
from us.

What?

MacGyver, believe me, I would
never plan anything so stupid.

I know nothing about this.

If it is true,

Tanya will be punished as soon
as she gets back here.

But, uh, we still have
an agreement.

I want to see Lisa
and Kosoff first.

Oh, Mrs. Kosoff is fine.

But Nicolai...
attempted to escape.

A fatal mistake.

Are you telling me he's dead?

Very.

But I rather thought
you'd be pleased.

Just your Lisa now
for the Ming Dragon.

You want the Dragon,
you listen up.

Meet me tonight, 10:00
at the Bayside Generating Plant.

And bring Lisa.

We'll do it your way.

I suppose we owe you that.

Yes. You do.

That was arrogant...
and stupid.

MacGyver was doing exactly
as we had agreed.

Everything was proceeding
exactly as we had planned.

Then you...
you had a better idea.

They had the Dragon.
They were alone.

- I thought...
- I don't care what you thought.

Now, you will meet MacGyver
at the Bayside Generating Plant.

You will take the girl with you.

You will bring me back
the Dragon.

And MacGyver?

You can kill MacGyver.

Hey, partner, come on back.

They coming?

Right on schedule.

They left one outside.

Surprise him.

Good luck to the good guys.

MacGyver!

MacGyver!

JOSEF:
We brought the girl.

Where are you?

MacGYVER:
Right up here!

You all right, Lisa?

LISA:
Yes, MacGyver.

I am all right.

MacGYVER:
In that case, Tanya...

here's your dragon.

Be careful! What are you doing?!

Just making sure you hold up
your end of the deal.

You can see she's safe.

Lower the dragon!

Take that thing off her neck.

Take it off!

Now!

Deactivate it!

[BEEP]

Now...

your part of the bargain.

MacGYVER: I'll let it down
when she's up here and safe.

Forget it, pal!

Unless you want to be playing
with jade marbles.

No!

Now send Lisa up here!

That's far enough, comrade!

Lisa, keep going.

Hold it, Lisa.
Wait right there.

All right, buddy.

Come get your dragon.

TANYA:
What are you doing?

Be patient, Tanya.

TANYA: What do you hope
you'll gain with this stupidity?

Lower it to him, MacGyver!

He can reach it.

Careful, Josef!

I said lower it to him!

I've got it, Tanya!

No!

Kill him!

TANYA:
Shoot!

Shoot, they're getting away!

[YELLS]

I got the distributor cap.

They're not going
anywhere tonight.

Go. Let's go.

LISA:
You are both unbelievable.

DALTON: Aw, shucks, ma'am,
you're just saying that 'cause it's true.

LISA:
I am so grateful,

but when I think
about Nicolai, I...

Lisa, I'm sorry.

What?

Well, Racoubian
told us how he died.

Died?

No.

I saw Nicolai not one hour ago.

Racoubian was lying.

He's alive,
and they're holding him.

Oh, I don't want to hear this.

Jack, we can't leave
the man there to die.

Which way?

LISA:
Just follow this road

and we shall be
there by morning.

The general sleeps
in the back bedroom.

We can go through the study.

That's close enough, Jack.

DALTON:
Check.

Are there any guards?

No.

Where's Kosoff?

He's in the basement, locked up.

There's no chance Tanya and her
muscle got back here, that's for sure.

Let's do it.

Lead the way.

This way.

[DOOR OPENS]

MacGyver. Welcome.

MacGYVER:
Kosoff?

You made excellent time.

They had to use the helicopter.

Why do I get the feeling
you were expecting us?

[SNORTS]

I'm sorry... MacGyver.

RACOUBIAN: My plan
covered every contingency,

and, as you can see,
it has all paid off. Hasn't it?

Congratulations... comrade.

I've boxed the Dragon
for transport.

It's in the den.

Good.

We'll put them in the basement
until we're ready.

Sounds like maybe
they've got some big plan?

They're gonna kill us, Jack.

DALTON: Of course.
What else would you do?

- TANYA: Shut up!
- [DALTON GRUNTS]

I will take care of MacGyver.

- Why?
- Good question.

In case you have forgotten,
major,

we are not really married.

This is my business.

As you say.

There's a great deal
I want to tell you.

Why bother?

General, the Dragon
is ready for transport.

RACOUBIAN [OVER INTERCOM]:
I would like to take one look at it

before it leaves.

I'll be right down, major.

Yes, sir.

...and my death
was faked

so that your people
would believe

the information I gave you.

I had to authenticate it
by dying.

And now you come back to life.

To con me into stealing
the Dragon.

Pretty complicated.

The Ming Dragon
is a major treasure

of the People's Republic
of China.

And a United States agent
stole it.

Ah, but, brave Soviet agents
are going to recover it.

And, in a gesture
of Socialist solidarity,

hand it back to Beijing, right?

Yes.

Gee, that's neat.

General Racoubian moves up
a couple of notches,

maybe to Politburo,

and little Lisa
comes right along.

Good career move.

I was ordered to
attract you, yes.

It was my job.

But you must know, MacGyver,

it was not all lies.

There were real feelings, too.

I wish I could believe that.

You must go downstairs now.

Karel...

[DOOR CLOSES]

Well, this is another fine
mess you've gotten me into.

You know, you and I have
different tastes in women,

but this time,
I gotta tell you...

What are you doing?
Where'd you get that?

Upstairs, just now...

from a friend.

You have all done
your work well.

Thank you, sir.

[DOORKNOB RATTLES]

What do we do now?

[SIGHS]

Improvise.

[LOCK OPENS]

Houdini was an amateur.

[GROANS]

Good shot.

Come on, forget that thing.
Let's get out of here.

Insurance.

What is this?

What have you done?

What do you mean?

This is not the Ming Dragon.

This is fake.

A cheap, plaster imitation!

That's impossible.

He took the Dragon from the
exhibition hall; we saw them.

I want MacGyver. Now!

Excuse me.

Catch.

They're gone.

And they took the necklace.

Why?

You. You did this.

I knew she could not
be trusted with him.

Don't be stupid!

Can you fly that thing?

Sure.

I don't know,
I had a lesson once.

Come on.

Gentlemen!

Against the wall.

You know, I generally
don't approve

of hitting a woman,
but in this case...

Very intelligent.

You could be killed.

What were you going
to do with this?

Why don't you try it on?

It looks fabulous with
what you're wearing.

Move, Jack!

I'm gone!

- Go!
- [MUFFLED SCREAMS]

- Come on, lady.
- [MUFFLED SCREAMS]

Okay.

Let's see, let's see here.

Oh, sure wish I'd been
checked out on this baby.

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

The truth.
You love him.

The truth.

You wanted to help him.

The truth!

Did you help them escape?

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

Come on, lady.

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

Now relax, will you?!

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

I took an oath, general.

I honor it.

Perhaps at first.

But to seduce this man,
you also had to seduce yourself.

Come on, baby.

[WHIRRING]

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

The truth is,
we can no longer trust you.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

You stay with me.

Take her up, Jack!

Let me go!

Go!

RACOUBIAN:
Shoot them!

MacGyver!

Wait for me!

Take it down, Jack!

DALTON:
Coming down.

MACGYVER:
Hang on, Lisa.

I've got her. Go!

You're wasting your time.

Remember, MacGyver
has the necklace.

General, they're getting away!

Goodbye, MacGyver.

[GROANS]

MacGyver...

Shh, don't talk.

I do love you.

Well, the good news is,

Racoubian and his people
are being sent home.

And they won't be too popular
when they get there.

Of course I'm delighted,
that is good news.

But, please, where
is the Ming Dragon?

Well, this is where
MacGyver said to meet him.

DALTON:
Wait a minute.

You switched it
for a cheap copy?

I was in a hurry.

What if somebody bought it?

Well, they would have had to buy
quite a few to get to the real one.

Yeah, but what if they did?

You almost got killed
for this thing.

Worse.
I almost got killed.

Will you relax?
It's right... here.

Oh, MacGyver, you're kidding.

Are you kidding? Huh?

CHU:
He does have the Dragon.

He certainly does.

MACGYVER:
Here you go, commissioner.

One priceless treasure.
As promised.

Thank you.
I'm glad to have it back.

I owe you an apology.

Not at all.

MacGyver, you're a genius.

That's a matter of opinion.

Uh-uh-uh.

Hey, wait, that's $7.50

Oh, sure, I can handle that.

I'd say that's a real bargain.

Those are twenties.

Keep the change.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

MacGYVER: Growing up
1,500 miles away from the ocean,

you hardly ever get
a really good sea breeze.

So, for a Minnesota boy like me,

living on the water
was kind of perfect.

And, as it happened,

my next door neighbor
was a fringe benefit.

MacGyver, still on
for dinner tonight?

I'll be there.

That's what you said last time.

No last minute excuses
this time, I promise.

THORNTON:
MacGyver?

[GULLS CAWING]

Then again...

- Ah, good morning, Pete.
- Morning.

I think we've got a problem.

Look at this.

MacGYVER:
That's Jimmy Kendall.

THORNTON:
The one and only.

I mean, we break
our backs to get him

in the Witness
Protection Program.

We even had a
funeral for the man!

And here he is
with his picture in the paper.

This had to have
been an accident.

THORNTON: Accident or not,
there he is in all his glory.

If Papa Chuck Banning

and his syndicate buddies
see this,

after all the information
Jimmy gave the government,

they're gonna make sure
he's dead this time.

We got to get to him.

Well, I've already tried.

He's on a bus
with his baseball team.

They're due to arrive at
Shoreline Stadium this morning.

I can be there in about an hour.

Yeah, well, all right,
but be careful.

Remember, if he's in
the target zone, so are you!

[BUS EXHAUST HISSES]

No chorus here?

I want to hear a chorus.
Let's go.

[MEN CHEERING]

[LOW INDISTINCT CHATTER
AND LAUGHTER]

- Hey, Lou?
- What?

You remember to bring my
new batting gloves this time?

Listen to this --
he's batting 198.

You haven't worn out
the old ones yet,

- for crying out loud.
- [LAUGHS]

Don't worry, I'll have 'em there
for the series.

You worry
about using the equipment.

Bringing it is my job.
Got it there, Dave?

Okay.

Come on, guys, let's go,
let's do it.

PLAYER: Think we
can hit one off the top?

LOU:
Let's do it, guys, come on.

PLAYER 2:
Yeah, sure.

PLAYER 3:
When your grandma's pitching.

Let's do it guys, come on.

[PLAYERS TALKING AND LAUGHING]

Wow!

[LAUGHS] Sure wasn't
anything like this where I grew up.

Back in New York,
where I come from,

this is just an
overgrown hot dog stand.

Lou, they say it seats 60,000.

In my whole hometown,
there's only 482 people.

Dave, you getting the jitters?

Fans -- I don't know --
they're like elevator music.

After the first pitch,
you don't even notice them.

I sure hope so.

You've been mowing 'em down
since high school.

It's the same game.

And you've got a rifle there.

Pitch the way I know that you can,

and we murder them.

[SIGHS]

[GULLS CALLING,
METAL CLANGING]

[SIGHS]

Ralph, it's probably nothing.
Relax.

Papa Chuck's hardly cold
in his grave,

and the man calls me out here
for a meeting?

How can I relax?

I got word after the funeral you
wanted to see me, Mr. Webber.

Nice service, don't you think?

Yeah, it was a great send-off.

Papa Chuck would have liked it.

I suppose we could have talked
at the cemetery,

but I don't like doing
business among the dead.

It's disrespectful.
Don't you agree, Ralph?

Oh, absolutely.

I'm the same way myself,
Mr. Webber.

Please, call me Paul.

So, uh, what did you want
to talk to me about,

Mr. Webber, Paul?

Now that Papa Chuck is dead,

we have to move ahead.

We have to move forward.

You did a nice job
with the truckers.

You kept our merchandise moving.
We notice, don't think we don't.

Just doing my job.

WEBBER:
And efficiency.

That's always prized, Ralph.

Like that union president at the
Cargo Haulers. What was his name?

- RALPH: Malkovich.
- WEBBER: Yeah, Malkovich.

The guy was a troublemaker.

So he disappears.
No fuss, no traces. Nice.

And Jimmy the Eraser.

He caused us difficulty.

Would have caused more
until you took him out.

- We appreciate that.
- Just doing my job.

Yeah, and doing it well.

Now with Papa Chuck --
God rest his soul --

no longer with us,

we'd like you to accept
some additional responsibilities

with additional rewards.

We're thinking that you can take
on some of Papa Chuck's action.

Hey Paul, just give me a chance.
I'll do the family proud.

I'm certain you will.

Now, we're gonna
start you off small,

see how it goes.

Now, as you know, the family's
buying into high-tech operations.

We have a computerized...

Ralph... we got to talk.

Not now, Sal.

Trust me, it's important.

I'm talking business
with the man!

As you were saying, Paul.

We have a new
computerized freight service

that we're offering
to the shipping companies.

Some of them don't realize
they need our help.

I'll talk to them.

You talk to them.

Make them understand.

Papa Chuck was a good man,
we're gonna miss him, but, uh,

last few years,
he let things slide.

I'll do whatever it takes.

I know you will.

Are you nuts?

The family finally gives me
the nod,

and you come interrupting
with your nonsense.

We got big trouble.

Jimmy the Eraser --
he ain't dead.

Oh, you see what I mean?
Now that is nonsense.

I did that hit myself.

Today's paper says you didn't.

It can't be.

It's got to be an old picture.

He calls himself Lou Rizzo.

He's with a Triple-A team in
the playoffs at Shoreline Stadium.

I can't believe this!

If the family finds out,
we're dead.

What are you gonna do about it?

This time, I'm gonna put him
in the ground myself.

There you go.

MAN: Listen up, guys,
that's enough.

PLAYER 2:
Fast, guy. Going faster.

Right over the plate.

[CHEERING]

PLAYER 1:
Get it, get it!

Nice swing, Charlie.

Mix 'em up.

You need to loosen up, Dave.

What I need
is an arm transplant.

It's not your arm.

Next batter!

That's Hank Aaron!

Pitcher never knows
who he's gonna face.

He's a pal of the coach's,

and he's here to
give out batting tips.

So, have a good time.

Blow it right past him.

Let's go, kid. Let me see
what you got there.

PLAYER 1:
Right over the plate, Dave.

PLAYER 2:
Throw it by him, Dave.

- PLAYER 3: Do your stuff, Hank.
- PLAYER 1: Don't let him see anything.

PLAYER 2:
Throw it by him, Dave.

PLAYER 1: Right in my glove,
right in my glove.

- Yeah!
- Ooh!

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

Look at that.

Throw much higher
from Aaron. Whoa!

Whoa!

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Pitch like that in the playoffs,

and you're gonna be taking
a shower by the third inning.

But he was the greatest!

I mean, the all time
home run king.

He hit 755 of 'em.

I know, and he's a legend,

and he eats pitchers
for breakfast.

Come on, he's human.

And this stadium is just
another ballpark.

Now, you got one of the
best arms I've ever seen.

Use it.

[CLAPPING AND WHISTLING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

PLAYER 1:
Right in the glove, baby.

Right in the glove.

[PLAYERS SHOUTS ECHOING]

PLAYER 1: Right in my glove, Dave,
right in my glove.

Come on, come on,
give it to me, give it to me!

LOU:
Yeah!

That's it!

Pretty good fast ball there,
huh?

That's it. Come on,
keep it alive out there, let's go.

[WHISTLING AND CLAPPING]

CATCHER:
My man, David, my man.

PLAYER 2: One more time,
come on, David.

CATCHER: One more time,
one more time.

- [APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]
- David, I like it, I like it!

PLAYER 4:
Good arm, Davey!

AARON: We got
another ballplayer.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

PLAYER 1: Throw the strike, Davey.
Come on, Davey.

PLAYER 2: Come on, Babe,
whatever you want.

Yeah!

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]

Okay, everybody
in the locker room.

Let's go.

I'm supposed
to give you 20 years worth

of experience in 20 minutes.
Let's go!

CATCHER:
Way to throw the ball, David!

Way to throw the ball!

- PLAYER 3: Let's go, let's go!
- Wow! Yeah!

PLAYER 4:
Hustle up, Charlie!

Did I just strike out
Hank Aaron?

Like I said, set 'em up,
and mow 'em down.

It's easy.

[LAUGHS]
Thanks, Lou.

PLAYER 1:
Like the heat, David.

Like the heat.

Let's play.

MacGYVER:
Hello, Jimmy.

MacGyver?

MacGYVER: Hey, hey,
hey, hey, how you doing?

Doing good.

MacGyver, what are
you doing here?

Unfortunately, I'm here to talk
to you about your future.

Take a look.

I told that guy,
I told him, I said,

"Take pictures of the kid,
keep me out of it."

Damn!

Can we find a place to talk?

Yeah, let's go up here.

The timing couldn't be worse.

I finally got everything going
for me.

Now this could screw it up.

Jimmy, it already has.

- Remember Pete Thornton?
- Yeah.

He's working on a
new identity for you.

- No!
- It's got to be.

I got a good life here.
It's working for me.

I'm Lou Rizzo.
Nobody'll even notice this.

I did, Pete did.

We can't take the chance.

You gave testimony.

You hurt the family.

They're not gonna forget it.

Supposing I dye my hair,
grow a mustache, wear lifts?

I mean, mugs like mine
are a dime a dozen.

Would Jimmy the Eraser fall
for that?

All right, okay.

I get your point.

Good.

There he is!

Come on.

Come on!

Come on, in here.

This is not the place
where I want to cash in.

Hey, Jimmy!

You look a little flushed.

[CREAKING]

[THUDDING]

In the old days, I would have
had a piece to even up the odds.

That's not the only way.

Yeah. And a couple
of grenades, too.

[THUDDING]

That mop is not gonna
hold them long.

Sometimes you just
have to think positive.

Okay, I'm positive we're dead.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

What are you doing
with that hose?

We're taking the express
route out of here.

Hit it!

[GRUNTS]

Come on, hit it!

[THUDDING]

All right, come on, grab on.

JIMMY:
You got to be kidding.

You expect me
to ride that thing?

Not a chance.

[MOP CRACKING]

On second thought...

[GUNSHOTS]

We lost 'em.

Not for long.

I've got a hook in Jimmy,
and I'm gonna reel him in.

With what?

His daughter.

Tonight I was going to
play some five card stud

with Hank Aaron and trade lies.

One lousy picture in the paper,
and it's all hasta mañana.

Well, you know, Jimmy,
sometimes we all have to...

change our plans.

This is it?

This is where you live?

Yeah. What's wrong with it?

[CHUCKLING]
It's a houseboat.

It's gonna sink.

I'll get you a life jacket.

Come on.

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, yourself.

Hey, you played today!

Almost.

The coach said he'd let me in
if the score wasn't too close.

But it was.

We lost seven to six.

Well, Brian, if you didn't play,

how did you get
your uniform so dirty?

After the game was over
and everybody left,

I slid into second
base a couple of times.

- Why?
- 'Cause...

I didn't want people
to see me come home

in a clean uniform again.

Honey, you hang in there.

You're going to get your chance.

Yeah, right, Mom. Thanks.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Susan?

I've got a message
from your father.

MacGYVER: The police
find anything at the stadium?

THORNTON:
Nothing.

They got there fast,
but not fast enough.

Everyone was gone.

I've asked the detectives
to keep the investigation quiet.

You know, Jimmy,
with your low profile,

you need a press agent.

What the hell's the difference?
Ralph knows I'm alive.

Yeah, but the point is,
only Ralph and Sal know.

You said yourself they can't
afford to have the family find out.

All right, so what we have to
deal with is Ralph and company.

If you will just stay
out of the limelight.

They're never going
to find you in Montana.

Montana?!
What the hell's in Montana?!

Buffalo chips and blizzards.

Why not Miami?

You like it warm, you get snow.

You like the beach,
you climb a mountain.

You like baseball,
you take up golf.

Jimmy, I'm sorry,
but I'm serious.

This has got to be a totally
different life for you.

It's almost not worth it.

Well, the alternative
is not worth much either, is it?

Think about it.

Come on, Jimmy,
it's not going to be that bad.

We're going to get you
everything you need.

What I need, you can't get me!

You mind if I use the phone?

What for?

The game's tomorrow,
and Dave, our starting pitcher,

will be a basket case
if I'm not there for him.

Okay. One call, all right?

Do me a favor?

Don't say anything
about where you are.

Keep an eye on him.

He's in bad shape.

Yeah, I'll stay close.

Just get things
in the works, all right?

I'll be in touch soon, Jimmy.

Hello? Locker room, please.

- [DOOR SHUTS]
- Dave Malone.

[SOFTLY] Jimmy? I'm
just going to take a shower.

Hey, Dave, how you doing, kid?

This is Lou.

Yeah, listen, I'm sorry
I had to blast off on you, kid.

So, how you feeling? Tell me.

I'm okay. Listen, we got a call
here at the locker room.

A guy named Ralph said he wanted
to get together with you.

I didn't know
you had a daughter, Lou.

Uh, what did he say about her?

Nothing.

Just said
he's with her and your grandson.

"Grandson"?

Lou?

- Lou?
- Uh-uh, yeah.

Uh, listen, uh, Dave,
did he leave a number?

Yeah.

555-4698.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, hold it.

Okay, 555...

...4698.

4698.

Said for you to call right away.

Yeah, I'm gonna do that.

Listen, uh, Dave, you take care,
and I'll be in touch, okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay, good luck, kid.

MacGYVER: Everything okay
with your pitcher, Jimmy?

Uh, oh, yeah, he's fine.

You know what happened, though,
was the, uh, the third baseman --

he got a... a hamstring pulled,
and...

So, anyway, I'm gonna give him
a call at the hospital.

Yeah, go ahead.

[DIAL TONE]

[PHONE RINGING]

[PHONE RINGS]

JIMMY:
Ralph.

Hey, Jimmy, I've been
waiting for your call.

What's this about my daughter,
Ralph?

You sound pretty good for a guy
who's supposed to be fertilizer.

Answer me.

Okay. I'll answer you.

You got an old debt to pay.

Your daughter's sitting right here
hoping you make good.

So is your grandson.

Cute little kid.

This is not the way
the game is played, Ralph.

It is today, Jimmy.

So, come and get 'em.

Papa Chuck's
old cannery operation.

You remember the place.

Yeah, I remember.

Good.

[PHONE CLICKS]

Well, anyway, kid, you just
keep up that positive attitude,

and then you'll be out of there
in no time flat.

And I'll be talking to you,
okay?

Ah, he's gonna be fine.

Just needs a little rest.

[SIGHS SOFTLY]

Hey, Jimmy, I know
it's going to be tough.

You're going to miss 'em all.

But it's got to be this way.

Yeah, I guess it does.

You know, this is going
to sound kind of funny,

but I remember when I was a kid,
I used to go to church.

Take care of my troubles,
you know? Confession.

Doesn't sound funny to me.

I used to know a priest
in this town.

If he's still in business.

You mind?

Go ahead.

Hello? Father Kowalski?

Jimmy Kendall.

Remember me?

Good.

But then again, not so good.

It's a trying time for me,
Father.

I'd kind of like to see you.

Talk to you about it.

Maybe you could give me
a little peace.

That's real nice of you, Father.

Thanks a lot.

Let's go to church.

I got to admit,
it's been a long time.

Wait over here.

I'm going to go
into the confessional.

Padre'll probably give me
about 500 Hail Marys to say.

Are you there, Father?

I heard you were dead, Jimmy.

- Where you been?
- Living another life.

You got it for me?

The gospel according
to Smith and Wesson.

[SOFT RUSTLING]

So...

What's going on, Jimmy?

What do you mean,
"What's going on?"

Your friend, Father Kowalski,

just walked by this altar
without genuflecting.

That was no priest.

And what is this?
What are you doing with that?

Sooner or later, a guy's got to
take care of his own business,

know what I mean?

Jimmy, it won't work.

You told me yourself,
they never stop looking for you.

They snatched...

my daughter...

and my grandson.

What?

I didn't even know
I had a grandson

till somebody took him away.

That's what all
those phone calls were about?

They want me,
and they want me alone.

Otherwise the family's dead.

Oh, Jimmy,
why didn't you tell me?

What for?
You'd just call the cops.

That's not a bad idea!

No.

It boils down to me and them.

Nobody else knows about this,

and nobody else
is gonna know about it.

Jimmy...
They're just gonna kill you.

I know.

But if Susan and the kid
could get out safely,

I really don't care
what happens.

All right, look,
no police, I promise.

But you got to tell me
where they are.

I'll go with you.

No. My war, my family.

What, a friend can't help?

Boy, you're really thick-headed,
you know that?

You know something,
you're right.

Let's go get your family.

I just don't want
to see you getting hurt,

know what I mean?

[GRUNTING]

Sorry, buddy.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[DIALING]

[PHONE RINGING]

THORNTON:
Hello?

Pete, it's Mac.

- Yeah, what's up?
- Jimmy got away.

- What? How?
- I'll explain later.

What I need right now is to
check the reverse directory

for an address
on this phone number.

- Okay, shoot.
- 555-4698.

Got it.

What are you doing
standing around?

You told me to look for him,
I'm looking for him.

You're standing in here
holding up the walls,

and Jimmy the Eraser
is coming to get his kid.

You forget who he is?

Get outside.

All right!
All right.

[DOOR CREAKING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

What are you gonna do with us?

I've told you a dozen times,
my father is dead.

Yeah,
that's what I thought, too.

He ran out on us
when I was a kid.

Three years later, he died.

I have the death certificate.
We got an insurance payment.

For God's sake,
you're making a mistake!

Look, Susan...

you don't mind if I call
you Susan, do you?

Now, get this straight.

Your father, Jimmy the Eraser,
is not dead.

Maybe you are wrong, Mom.

Maybe it was a mistake
about Grandpa dying.

RALPH: Yeah, now
you got the idea, kid.

You could be proud, too,

'cause Jimmy the Eraser was
one of the best hit men around.

SUSAN:
He sold insurance.

I can remember
when I was a little girl

him coming back
from business trips.

[LAUGHING]
Yeah, he sold insurance.

Yeah, he sold life insurance,
and he always collected.

[LAUGHING]

You just don't believe me.

Please.

Please let us go.

My father is dead.

Soon.

[FENCE RATTLING]

[BOTTLE RATTLING]

Where are they, Sallie?

My family.

Don't get nervous, Jimmy.

I'm shaking like a leaf.
You better talk to me.

- [COCKS GUN]
- They're inside.

- Just Ralph?
- Yeah.

We didn't want anybody
else to know that, uh...

You didn't nail me?
Our little secret?

Well, now you can
take it to your grave.

What do you want, huh?
Just tell me.

Get Ralph out here, alone.

Tip him, I waste you.

Got it?

Got it?!

Good.

Ralph!

I see something funny.

RALPH:
What is it?!

Come on out here, will you?

You got to see it.

Oh, my God.

Hello, Susan.

Welcome back, Jimmy.

Dumb move.

As soon as Sal opened his mouth,
I could hear him sweating.

RALPH: You let him
fake you out, Sallie.

SAL: I couldn't
help it, Ralphie.

JIMMY:
Don't blame Sallie.

He's just a gopher,
and I ain't chopped liver, Ralphie.

Hey, I got respect
for you, Jimmy.

JIMMY:
I know you do, Ralphie.

RALPH: Then you know
I ain't gonna take any chances

with your daughter and the kid.

JIMMY:
So let's negotiate.

What do you say, Ralph?

Let the family walk...

or Sal here gets it.

You want to ice Sal, go ahead.

I'll bury him right
next to your family.

Say hello to your grandpa, kid.

Grandpa?

So it's true.

Sorry, honey.

It's all up to you, Jimmy.

Make up your mind.

Now, Ralph,
this is between me and you.

We never let family
get involved before.

Things change.

I got a position now, Jimmy.

I'm running
Papa Chuck's territory.

JIMMY: Congratulations.
You're a big man.

RALPH:
That's right.

So I'll do what I got to do
to keep it.

You hear me?

Get the gun, Sal.

[GUN CLICKS]

RALPH: Now you're
showing some sense.

You stay put, Jimmy.

Hands out where I can see 'em.

RALPH:
Come on Sal, move it.

SAL:
I'm coming, I'm coming.

JIMMY:
Nervous, Ralphie?

RALPH:
Just careful, Jimmy.

- [LEVER SQUEAKING]
- [GRUNTS]

Come on, come on,
let's get out of here.

MACGYVER:
Go! Go!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Oh!

[MACGYVER GRUNTING]

How do we get out of here?

Just keep going, keep going.

[MACGYVER GRUNTING]

SAL:
Ralph!

[COCKS GUN]

I got him.

Let's go get Jimmy.

It's no use;
we're trapped.

Nah, if they were tailing us,
they would have been here already,

and MacGyver, you can't kill him
with an axe.

Probably he's got them
all wrapped up.

Well, what are we going to do?

We're going to wait here.
Come on.

SAL:
You sure they're in here?

RALPH: These buildings
run the whole damn block.

Susan. Susan...

I really didn't want you
to get mixed up in this.

Why did you just run out on us?

I did it for you
and your mother.

I didn't want you dirtied
by what I was,

so I walked out.

[SIGHING]
Susan...

It was better that way.

Better for who?

Me...

or you?

[SIGHING]

- You think that's your friend?
- Shh!

Shh.

It's Ralph and Sal.
You're getting out of here.

BRIAN:
How?

Brian, I'm going
to have to count on you

to get you and your mom
out of here.

- Okay, what do I do?
- All right, I'll tell you what.

I'm going to make a lot of noise
out there --

you know,
like cowboys and Indians.

- Distract them.
- You can't.

It's got to be done.

Take this, and take this,

and when you hear that noise,
you bust these windows.

Then with these here bars,
you pry back the grates,

and you get out, and you run
as far and as fast you can,

- You understand?
- What about you, Grandpa?

No, you can't do it;
we'll find some other way.

There is no other way.

And no matter what,

you see nothing,
you hear nothing.

You just keep going.
And don't look back.

Dad, no!

Please.

"Dad."

I guess that's the only thing
I ever wanted to hear.

Very nice to have met you, son.

[PANTING SOFTLY]

[GROANS SOFTLY]

Come on out, Jimmy.

Take what you got coming
like a man.

RALPH:
MacGyver's dead, Jimmy.

It's just you and me now.

[GROANING SOFTLY]

Hey, Ralphie!

Come on, come and get me!

Or do you want Sallie to do
your dirty work for you?

Hey, Ralphie, I ain't going nowhere.

No place to go, Jimmy.

Where's your daughter
and the kid?

Where are they?

Let's keep the family out of it.

You want me? You got me.

You know the rules, Jimmy.

No loose ends.

SAL: Come on Jimmy, be smart
and tell them to sing out, now.

JIMMY:
You want music, Sallie?

Go rent a canary.

RALPH: We'll take you
down piece by piece.

You asked for it.

We'll take the shoulder first.

Run! Keep running!

Where you got 'em hid, Jimmy?

Search me.

I never have been
much of a family man,

know what I mean?

They're in here someplace.

Your screaming
will flush 'em out.

Got these special
for you, Jimmy.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Hollow-tipped wad-cutters.

They're small going in,

but they make a hole
the size of Detroit coming out.

Very painful.

[LAUGHING]

Something funny, Jimmy?

Yeah -- you two geniuses.

They're out of here already.

RALPH:
Doesn't make any difference.

We'll just run 'em down.

Think about that, hero.

Give my regards to Papa Chuck.

[THUGS SCREAMING]

You look terrible.

You're no day at the beach,
either.

Yeah, but I feel like...

oh, I'm sitting
on top of the world.

Thank you.

Anytime.

Come on, Grandpa,

I'm never gonna make it
to the major leagues.

Are you kidding?

You got baseballs growing
out of your family tree.

Tell that to the coach.

Well, you're just
gonna have to show him.

You stand up to the plate,
you plow the ball into orbit --

it all starts right here.

And you got to know
that you can do it.

We'll work on it together.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Now, why don't you run
upstairs, grab my coat,

otherwise we're gonna
be late for the game.

Okay, Grandpa.

Oh...

- SUSAN: Brian!
- It's all right.

No problem.

Doctor said he didn't need
those ribs anyway.

Not many guys would take
a bullet for a friend.

What do you say we don't make
a habit of that, friend?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

THORNTON:
MacGyver!

Great place to start day one
of your vacation.

Vacation, nothing.

This is a Phoenix-sponsored,

save-the-wilderness
mapping expedition,

and don't you forget it.

Just ask the Department
of Interior over there.

That's right.

This is a highly sensitive
electronic boundary marker.

You've got five of them
to place in your sector,

about one every ten miles.

Don't expect a straight line.

The satellite will line them up
for you.

Now, I've got to count on you to
make sure that marker is stationary.

If it slips or falls or gets
washed away by rainwater,

our satellite is
gonna go berserk.

We need topographical
reference points to chart with.

They'll be solid as a rock.

[BEEPING]

THORNTON:
Works fine.

THORNTON: This is the
Tungus Weather Station.

As far as you're concerned,
it's the last frontier.

So have fun.

I'll see you two
in a couple of days.

THORNTON:
MacGyver, take care.

I usually do.

MacGYVER: This untracked
wilderness reminded me

of my Minnesota backwoods.

Full of the beauty
of old Indian legends.

I was only too happy
to be a part

of the Phoenix Foundation's
effort to map it out

and make it a national preserve.

And to be honest,
it was just nice being here.

[HELICOPTER ENGINES WHIRRING]

Winslow and Dockins should have
set their second markers by now.

Your man MacGyver
picked the toughest sector.

I hope he's up to it.

Ha! MacGyver? Are you kidding?
The man is in his element.

Well, I hope so.

'Cause I just spent
the last five years of my life

making this preserve happen.

[COMPUTERIZED WHIRRING]

Here's that status report
you wanted, ma'am.

Thank you.

[BEEPING]

Ah, looks like Sorenson
just placed the second marker.

Dockins, Winslow, Riley --

right on schedule,
contact point two.

- Roger?
- ROGER: Yes, ma'am?

Will you print up that quadrant
for me, please?

ROGER:
Right away.

Looks like your man MacGyver's
got some catching up to do.

Don't worry, in a little while,
they'll be chasing his tail.

Hmm. You sure have a lot
of faith in this guy.

What makes him so special?

Hmm. You know, I've known him
for eight years now,

and I've never quite been able
to put my finger on it.

He just, uh,
always comes through.

No matter what.

[BIRDS CAWING AND SINGING]

MacGYVER: Kind of a strange place
to see a totem pole.

Unless this one served
as a warning of some kind.

But a warning of what?

[BIRDS SINGING]

[EERIE HOWLING]

[YELLS]

[EERIE ANIMAL CRIES]

The ancient skeleton
had been placed there

to look out over the land
and protect it.

Whoever the old soul was,

I think he'd be happy if he knew

we were doing the same thing
with our modern technology,

protecting the land.

[BIRDS SINGING]

[EERIE HOWLING]

[BEEPING]

One down, four to go.

[BEEPING]

[RAPID BEEPING]

So, there you are, MacGyver.

Well, what did I tell you?

Right on time.

Must be in good shape.

Well, he, uh, plays
a lot of hockey.

- [TWIG SNAPS]
- Ow.

[BIRDS SINGING]

MacGYVER:
Now, where did you come from,

and what are you doing here?

[SHOUTING]
Hello!

[SHOUTING]
Hello, the ship!

[INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY]

One of my biggest problems is,

I can never leave
a puzzle alone,

and this ship sure qualified.

[LOW, EERIE
ANIMAL-LIKE HUMMING]

MacGYVER:
Hello, the ship!

[SHIP'S WOOD CREAKING]

[WOOD CREAKING]

[METAL CLANGING]

[SOFT CREAKING]

[SLAMMING]

[WOOD CREAKING]

[CREAKING CONTINUES]

Anybody home?

[ROARING]

[ROARING]

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

[HEAVY FOOTSTEPS THUMPING]

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]

[SOFT CREAKING]

[THUDDING]

[SLITHERING SOUND]

[METALLIC CLATTER]

[FRIGHTENED EXCLAMATION]

[STARTLED GASP]

Who are you,
and what are you doing here?

Hold on.
Not going to hurt you!

Hold it. Ah!

[CREATURE ROARING
AND POUNDING]

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

[BELLOWING]

[CREATURE
POUNDING AND ROARING]

Come on!

Come on. Stay with me.

[DOOR SLAMS OPEN]

[CREATURE BELLOWING]

Trust me on this.

What the heck is that thing?

Hey, come here!

Settle down, settle down.

Now, look at me.

Look at me.

There's nothing but a hundred
miles of raw country

between us and anything
except that.

I think it's time
you started to trust me,

or I'm not going
to be able to help.

There's another marker.

Okay, good.

MacGyver, right?

No. That's Sorenson's quadrant.

That's his third marker.

Now, if we can just get
MacGyver in gear,

we might have the makings
of a survey by morning.

He should have gotten to his
next marker point by this time.

Hey, relax, Pete.

You said your man
would come through.

Still not talking yet?

Not English, anyway.

How about French? Française.

Êtes-vous Française?

German?

Sprechen sie Deutsch?

Thirsty? I am.

Sometimes,
when you're in trouble,

you just got to tap
Mother Nature for a little help.

Have a drink.

Ready to talk?

No.

Okay.

Let's get out of here.

[LOW GROWLING]

Well, we've tried French,
Italian, German...

I'm starting to feel like a tour guide
at the U.N., you know.

A joke.

How about Russian?

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

It is.

It's Russian, huh?

Well, that's great.

Well, maybe not so great.

You're gonna have to put up
with my lousy accent.

Ochen plohko.

By the way...
name's MacGyver.

Put this on.

It's a little nippy up here.

You're gonna be all right.

Ma-Gyver?

Yeah. MacGyver.

That's right. And you?

Um... Kak vas zovut?

My name is Karin.

Karin Graff.

You speak English.

Of course.
I am educated.

Tell me, who is Karin Graff?

I am from... the Baltic.

But my father is here in Alaska.

June-now?

Juneau.

GRAFF:
Juneau.

Did your dad send for you?

No. No. When my mother die,
I write to him to come.

But he writes to me to wait.

He is arranging things.

But-But I want to be with him.

So, my-my cousin, Alexander,

he heard about this ship
going to Alaska,

and... he have an idea.

What, to, um, hide on the ship?
Stow away?

Yes. Yes. We bringed food
and-and blankets.

Karin.

What happened?

We were safe...

the whole trip --
Alexander and me,

until the ship stopped.

The ship stops where you saw it.

[VOICE CRACKING]
And then it came aboard.

I-I hear the sound,
like animals... and the men

are yelling and running and...

Alexander go to look...

and it killed him.

- What killed him?
- I don't know!

Did you get a good look at it?

No. No, I...

I saw once a shadow...

bigger, higher than a man,
and, and...

and once I saw a hand.

I know.

I saw it, too.

And I'd sure like to get
a better look at it.

But not until you are safe.

So, I want you
to eat your dinner

and get to bed.

Got a big day
ahead of us tomorrow.

You sound like my father.

Yeah?

[SCREAMING]

[KARIN SCREAMS]

MAN:
Hey, hey, take it easy.

Sorry.

We didn't mean to shake you up.
I'm Joe Whales.

This is Dave, my brother.
And Len. He's our uncle.

We've been out checking
our trap lines and saw your fire.

We didn't mean any harm.

Thought we could warm up
by your fire a bit.

If you don't mind.

Okay.

Thank you.

You guys came up
kind of quietly.

Anything in particular
you were looking for?

They know about the creature.

I caught a glimpse of a...

kind of an oversized animal.

Did you see it, too?

No, we didn't see it.

But we saw signs.
And we heard it.

DAVE:
And it got at our trap lines.

And the animals we caught?
It ate them.

Like eating candy.

JOE: Hey, anything could
have been at those traps.

Mountain lions, wolves...

[SPEAKING SALISH]

...Sasquatch.

Sasquatch?

As in Bigfoot?

Hey, that's just old man talk.

Yeah, maybe.

But what we saw was big, hairy,

and kind of cranky.

[LEN SPEAKING SALISH]

[CONTINUES IN SALISH]

When he was little,

he saw Sasquatch.

There is a story among
the West Coast people

the Sasquatch comes in the night

to raid our traps

and steal our children.

Well, what we saw
killed her cousin.

Then it's back.

And it doesn't want us here.

[DISTANT ANIMAL BELLOWING]

[BELLOWING CONTINUES
IN DISTANCE]

You call that old man talk?

[KICKS GROUND]

Well, I don't believe in ghosts.

I believe in explanations.

Reality's strange enough.

Well I don't want
to understand it.

Not if I'm gonna have to face it.
I just want to get out of here.

You get no argument from me.

I'm supposed to be 20 miles
northeast setting survey markers.

Okay, maybe we should
stay here tonight.

But we got to get moving,
early in the morning.

- Hey.
- Oh, what is it?

Morning.

Hungry?

Oh, yes.

Good.

They're gone!

Where did they go?

The creature, did it get them?!

Oh... they probably
just moved out early

to check their trap lines.
That's all.

Here.

It's got to be a fast breakfast.
I want us out of here.

Yes.

Karin.

Our visitors last night
were on foot.

That means civilization
of some kind

can't be too far off.

You'll be with your
father in no time.

Thank you, MacGyver.

I'm sorry I was so afraid.

Are you kidding?

Did you see me jump
off that ship?

I hit the water running.

But you took me with you.

I needed company.

Now, hustle.

[HELICOPTER HUMMING NEARBY]

- Morning.
- Morning.

Any sign of him?

Nothing.

Coffee's hot.

Winslow just set number four.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

Oh, there's Sorenson.

Now all we need is Dockins
to check in,

and we can start putting
more of the pieces together.

Things are still at a standstill
in MacGyver's turf.

Well, maybe it's some
kind of weather problem.

Electrical disturbances
in the atmosphere

have been known to interfere
with satellite transmissions.

I already checked that.

Things up in MacGyver's segment
are crystal clear.

Or should I say,
where he's supposed to be.

Well, now,
what do you mean by that?

Face it, Pete,
your man dropped the ball.

He's probably
out there fishing someplace.

I did happen to notice that he
took his fishing pole along with him.

Well, did you also
happen to notice

that he took next to no
food or water?

The man is an experienced
woodsman, he travels light.

Survives on what he can find
along the way.

All right,
maybe I'm out of line,

but answer me this.

If he's a modern-day
Daniel Boone,

what is keeping him from
reaching that next marker location?

I don't know.

[SIGHS]

[BUZZING]

- Hear that?
- What?

Listen.

[BUZZING CONTINUES]

Oh, I hear.
What-What is it?

It's your ticket to Juneau.
Come on.

[BUZZING]

[GASPS]
People!

Come on, Peel,
you're holding me up.

How are you coming
with that pipe?

Yeah, I'd say that's part of the crew
from the Nanooket Pipeline. Come on.

[BUZZING]

No! No!

What?

Those are the men from the ship!

- PEEL: More welding rods.
- All right, all right.

- The crew?
- Yes.

I thought they were killed
by the creature.

I want them, after you
get that pipe hooked up.

They look pretty healthy to me.

But what are they doing here,
working on a pipeline?

MacGYVER:
Not working, but stealing.

They've tapped
into the pipeline.

They're pumping oil
into the ship.

They are stealing the oil?

That ship's hold could be filled,
and they could be long gone

before anyone at the
other end figured it out.

And that welding equipment?

Look at the glow.

That explains the lights we saw
the other night to me.

Oh...

Okay, I've got an idea.
I want you to stay here.

No! No...

Karin, you'll be safer here
than anywhere else.

Please.

I've got to get in a position
to send a signal for help.

I'll be back.

Promise.

[SCREAMING]

[PIERCING SCREAM]

[KARIN SCREAMS]

[KARIN SCREAMING]

KARIN [CRYING]:
No!

BENCH: Look what I
found up on the ridge.

[KARIN SCREAMS]

- Who are you?
- [PANTING]

How did you get here?
Who brought you?

[WITH ACCENT]
No, I... I... I-I am lost!

Hear that accent?

She must have been with
the other one, the Russian.

There's more than you,
isn't there?

KARIN:
N-No, I-I-I am alone.

Ah. Stowaway and a liar.

What'll we do with her?

I don't want
any disruption here.

Take her down the footpath
to the ship with Murphy.

- [KARIN WHIMPERS]
- And be sure she's safe.

- Are you sure?
- Oh, yes.

What are you going
to do with me?

Move it.

[KARIN GRUNTS, PANTS AND SOBS]

KARIN:
No!

[KARIN CRYING]

PEEL:
Do you have to kill her?

She's a little girl.

She's a little witness.

Where are we going?

- The ship.
- [GRUNTS]

Just keep moving.

KARIN: You are not taking
me to the ship.

The ship is a long way from here.

It's just up ahead. Now quiet.

[GROANS]

[GRUNTING]

MacGYVER:
Ow!

MacGyver!

[MACGYVER GRUNTS]

It's all right.

Come on!

Tenon!

- [MACHINE WHIRRING]
- Bench! It's Tenon!

He's down!

BENCH:
Come on, move it!

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

- Bench...
- [PANTING]

Tenon's out cold.

BENCH:
It's not important. She's gone!

Never mind him.
Find the girl!

Murphy, go that way.

Peel, up through the trees!

I knew she wasn't alone.

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[MACHINE SHUTS OFF]

Oh, what-what will we do?

Well, I'm gonna do
what I started out to do.

Send a signal for help.

[SQUEAKING]

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING]

[MACGYVER PANTING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

What now?

Now we find a place
to wait for the cavalry.

Come on.

Got here as soon as I could.

What have you got?

Three of MacGyver's
markers just showed up.

At the same time? Where?

Yeah. Now look, this
is the weird part.

They moved at high
speed from here

to about a hundred yards
into this inlet here.

THORNTON:
You mean in the water?

Well, either he's just
hooked a big one, or...

Or he's trying
to tell us something.

- Yeah.
- Listen, he's in trouble.

What are the exact
coordinates there?

It's about a mile south
of the Nanooket Pipeline.

Call the Ranger Stations.

Tell them I'm flying up
right away.

I'll have a printout for you
in just a second.

KARIN:
Where are we going?

We're going to try to get to the top
of the hill so he can see us better.

- Who?
- A friend of mine.

He should be on his way by now.

- You're so certain.
- He's a good friend.

[CREATURE BELLOWING]

Oh, boy!

[GROWLING]

[YELLING]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[GROANS]

[COUGHING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

THORNTON:
Let's go, take her down!

KARIN:
Look out, MacGyver!

THORNTON:
Nail him!

THORNTON:
MacGyver!

MacGyver!

What is that?

It's a long story, Pete.

I wish that you could come
with me.

I-I think my father would
very much like to meet you.

Karin, I think my visit to
Juneau is gonna have to wait.

I've got a little unfinished
business to take care of.

Thank you, MacGyver.

You're welcome.

[ENGINE STARTING]

Chopper's ready in 15 minutes.

Think you can get these
planted this time?

Yes, ma'am.

As long as I don't run into any
strange detours along the way.

[CHUCKLING]

You didn't really fall for that guy
in the monkey suit, did you?

Oh, I don't know.

What with all the evidence
piling up over the years --

sightings, footprints,
stuff like that...

Yeah, the guy had me
going for a while.

Are you kidding?
Bigfoot?

Why not?

Legend has to start someplace.

[CREATURE BELLOWING]

[BELLOWING CONTINUES]

Pretty slick, huh?

They found this connected
to the P.A. system on the ship.

The pirates used it to give new life
to the, uh, Sasquatch legend.

The making of a legend?

[CREATURE ROARING IN DISTANCE]

[ROARING CONTINUES]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
A man once said,

"When you make a friend,
you take on a responsibility."

And I guess that describes
my friend, Danny Barrett.

When he invited me to lunch,
I should have known

there'd be strings attached.

Excuse me, guys.

Sorry.

Sure. Go ahead.

[LAUGHING]

MacGyver, you're just in time.

Time for what?
You said lunch.

No, later, okay? You know
what's going on in here?

A jewelry safe
cracked like an egg.

Another few million in
precious stones are gone.

They're out of here,
goodbye, you know?

Same M.O. as the heists in
Dallas, New Orleans, Chicago.

And guess who's getting hit
in the pocketbook?

My good client,
Pacific Metropolitan.

But I know who's
pulling the heists.

I've been tracing this guy halfway
across the country, you know?

He leaves town after each heist.

No strain, no pain.

Nobody hot on his tail,
and you know why?

'Cause the thief is a diplomat.

Yeah. He's the Ganubian
cultural attaché,

and I'm betting a new
Porsche that the diamonds

are stashed in the consulate.

- Danny!
- What, what?

You're an insurance
investigator.

This is heavy stuff.

Have you talked to the police?

Oh yeah, sure, and wave
bye-bye to my new Porsche.

Which I'm gonna buy with the
bonus I get when I get the proof.

- Which is why I asked you here.
- How'd I get so lucky?

'Cause you taught me everything
I know about computer hacking.

My car's down here.

- Computer hacking?
- Mm.

What's computer hacking
got to do with diamonds?

Ah, see, I figured the consulate
computer would have files

on this cultural attaché,

so I figured out a way
into their computer.

I don't think that's
such a good idea.

- In fact, it's kind of dumb.
- No, wrong. It was brilliant.

'Cause when I accessed
the main menu,

and I punched up the attaché's name,
I mean, the thing lit up.

Lists of diamonds,
dates of shipments.

- Hold it! Wait a minute.
- What? What?

Are you trying to tell me some thief
put all that information into a computer?

Total arrogance.

I mean, to him it was just
good record-keeping, you know?

I mean, who's gonna touch him?
The guy's a diplomat.

All right, look.

What exactly was
in the computer?

I just got a quick look,
then I got shut out.

That's an intercept program.

Danny, they're probably
onto you already.

No way.
I just need your help

to hack my way back
into the computer.

I got my computer set up to receive
the information back at the office.

I even have the code word that
gets me into his program: Blue ice.

- [CAR ENGINE ROARING]
- Danny!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

- [ENGINE REVVING]
- No!

[DANNY SCREAMS]

[WHISPERS]
Blue ice.

[ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS
SOLEMN MUSIC]

Goodbye.

Our senior year,

class voted Danny
the most reckless...

and the most irresponsible,
but everybody loved him.

[WHISPERS]
I'm gonna nail 'em, Pete.

The diamond thief did this.

You know it, I know it,
and I'm gonna nail him.

MacGyver, wait a minute.

Walk away from this
for a couple of days.

Let the police handle it.

That truck didn't have
license plates on it.

The police are calling it
a hit-and-run.

Help me on this, Pete.

[LAUGHS]
Well, I can't say no, can I?

Where do we start?

We need the name of the
Ganubian cultural attaché.

THORNTON:
His name is Amir Sumal.

He has quite a reputation for
his brutal way of doing things,

both in politics
and his personal life.

A dangerous man.

He's hosting a big reception

for the city's wealthiest
art patrons at the consulate,

but access is a tough nut
to crack.

Nobody gets in
without an invitation.

Step inside.
Invitation, please, hmm?

MAN:
Step inside.

Invitation please, hmm?

Step inside.

...Inside.

[CAR DOORS CLOSING]

MAN:
Step inside.

[GASPING]

Oh, my darling!

I haven't seen you since Cannes,
or was it Majorca?

Oh, yes, yes, I think it was Majorca.
How silly of me.

You will save me a dance,
won't you, please?

MacGYVER: Pete had learned that
Sumal's office was located upstairs.

The computer had to be there.

Sumal was at the party,

so what I needed was a way
upstairs.

[SMOOTH JAZZ PLAYS]

WOMAN:
Amir Sumal!

- SUMAL: Excuse me.
- WOMAN: What a great pleasure.

I've been looking forward
to meeting you.

Well, thank you for coming.

I meant to ask you.

Your magnificent necklace --
is it an heirloom?

[JAZZ CONTINUES
PLAYING INSIDE]

I'm sorry, staff only.

[LOW, INDISTINCT
PARTY CHATTER]

[SMOOTH JAZZ
CONTINUES PLAYING]

[LOW, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MUSIC PLAYING IN NEXT ROOM]

[COMPUTER BEEPS,
KEYBOARD CLICKING]

[JAZZ PLAYING,
INDISTINCT PARTY CHATTER]

[COMPUTER KEYS CLICKING]

[TRAY SLIDING ON TABLE]

[LOCK CLICKING]

[MUFFLED GASPS]

Easy, easy, take it easy.

I want to make a deal with you.

If you don't scream,
I don't scream.

How about that?

- Okay? Can I trust you?
- Mm.

All right, I want you
to turn around,

very, very slowly...

- [GRUNTS]
- [GROANS]

[GROANS]

Ow.

All right, who are you?

It'll come to me.

What have you got in your bag?

- WOMAN: Just this.
- [GUN COCKS]

Now, who are you?

Do we really need the gun?

Will you just answer
the question? I'm impatient.

All right. You want the truth?

I'm somebody
who shouldn't be here.

[KEY JANGLING]

Like you, I bet.

MAN:
What are you doing here?

Oh. Hello.

Obviously, we were looking
for a little privacy.

Yes.

My fiancée here --
she's a little old-fashioned

about public displays
of affection.

Aren't you, dear?

Move out from behind the desk.

And lift your hands
in the air, hmm?

This is embarrassing.

Croce here.

I need some backup
in the library.

Oh now, really.

Please.

Mr. Sumal would be...

Well, he'd be outraged to see
how you were treating his guests.

Move! MacGYVER:
Wait.

Look, we're not really guests.

We're actually
working undercover.

In fact, her gun
is right over there.

[GROANS]

Where'd you learn that?

Sunday school.

Oh.

[BEEP]

What are you doing?

Finishing up what I started
to do in the first place.

[DOORKNOB RATTLES]

MAN 2:
Croce?

[WHISPERS]
Outside.

MAN 2: Croce, are you in there?

Think you can rappel
in that outfit...

[CLINKING]

MAN:
Okay, take care. Bye.

What's she doing?

That chick is a real
banana boat.

Pulls up in a Ferrari,
leaves in a wagon?

I hate when she does that.

It's all right.
We made an even trade.

I'll take care of it.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[CAR ENGINE ROARING]

Well, isn't this interesting,

how we run into each other
twice in one day?

Let me guess, you're
an insurance investigator.

What else?

Danny sure could pick 'em.

I'll take that as a compliment.

[TYPING]

[TYPING CONTINUES]

I thought you might have
modemed that from the consulate.

Yeah, but it's all scrambled.

I know that this is
a multi-syllabic binary code,

and that the Ganubians
use it all the time.

Fact is, I have a decoding
programmer disk in my car.

Why don't you get it, and we can
unscramble this mess together.

I believe you have my keys.

Allow me.

Be right back.

Okay, put your hands
on the car and spread them.

Let's go, you know the routine.

What do you mean, I know
the routine? What's going on?

You're under arrest
for grand theft auto.

Grand theft?! Hold it, wait...
[GRUNTS]

- Let me explain this...
- Just keep your hands on the car,

keep your mouth shut,
and do what you're told.

I've got identification.
This is not a stolen car.

Oh, this is your car?

- Well no, not exactly...
- "Well, no."

Save it, lowlife.

The owner called it in,
described you to a tee.

The owner?

That's what I said.

So, would you like to try
a new story?

I love a good story.

[HORN HONKS]

"You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up
the right to remain silent,

anything you say
can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right
to speak with an attorney..."

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Wow.

Diamond grades.

Yes! Yes, yes, yes.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

So you're MacGyver?

Yeah. How'd you know?

Oh, the police told me.

Listen, I want to compliment you

on that wonderful little story
you told about the decoder disk.

Nice touch.
Good moves.

You're not still mad
about the car, are you?

Oh, I don't know.

I had to drag one of my
best friends downtown

to bail me out.

And then had to explain
the whole thing.

'Course I'm a little ticked.

Look...

we kept bumping
into each other, and...

Well, siccing the cops on you

was the fastest thing I could
think of to get you off my tail.

I'm sorry about the car.

I came here to apologize.

You came here because
you can't break the code.

You did?

Maybe.

But you're gonna have to come up

with more than a lame apology
to find out.

Danny was my brother.

You're the one that grew up
with his father...

in Georgetown.

Raised there, married there,
divorced there.

That was another lifetime ago.

Look, why didn't you just say
something to me in the first place?

I had no idea who you were.

I thought you were another one
of Danny's flaky friends.

Look, I came here
to find out who killed him.

And I figured
I was better off working solo.

- You a cop?
- No.

But I, I've had
that kind of training.

Danny did mention that his
sister had gone to a law school,

and worked for a senate
subcommittee in Washington --

why'd you leave?

Well, my heart
wasn't in it anymore.

So I figured I'd come back here
and see Danny.

He was all I had.

I tried to tell him he was in
way over his head.

But he had his heart set
on breaking this case.

He wanted to be...

important.

Danny was important.

Look...

I know some things,
you know some things.

What do you say
we put them together

and show Mr. Sumal
he can't get away with murder?

I think I'd like that.

I think I'd like it a lot.

THORNTON: MacGyver, I don't know
what you mean.

This is not proof.

What is this?

It's a list
of the diamonds Sumal stole.

Valuations, descriptions...

They're still in that consulate.

Danny was right,
they haven't been shipped yet.

They're still sitting there,
all $10 million worth.

We can't get a search warrant
for that place; it's foreign soil.

Listen, let's at least agree
on our dilemma, all right?

Amir Sumal could commit murder!

He could kill a nun
in Central Park at high noon,

and we couldn't touch him.

That's what
diplomatic immunity means.

The man is subject to the laws
of his own land, not ours.

The most we could do
is ship him home.

But, in order to do that,

we would have to catch this man

with the stolen diamonds,

right in the palm of his hand.

Then let's do it.

- But how?
- Well...

first we're gonna need
some diamonds for him to steal.

Oh, great, well I have
a diamond stickpin I inherited.

Probably worth $600.

Where are we going to get diamonds
that he would want to steal?

How about the code room
at the consulate?

You want to steal the diamonds
that Sumal has already stolen,

so that he, in fact,
can steal them back?

Right. From what we've
been able to dig up,

this Sumal
is an extremely arrogant guy.

He'd be a cinch to set up.

NIKKI:
It could work.

He loves women,
he loves playing squash,

and he loves diamonds.

You pick the order,
those are his passions.

Well, that's great,
but how are those passions

going to get us
into a secure code room

- in a foreign consulate?
- MacGYVER: Wait a minute.

Diamonds. Women.

Squash.

Squash.

He's got to carry
the key with him, right?

Well...

Well, if I could get into his
locker at the racquet club...

I could make a mold,

to make a copy of our own key.

Of course we're
gonna need some bait.

What kind of bait?

Um...

A diamond.

A very big diamond.

I will be happy to double this

if you tell Mr. Sumal
that he's at my regular table,

and please ask him to move.

Excuse me, sir,
but I'm afraid you are sitting

at a reserved table.

Uh, this is the
lady's regular table.

I beg your pardon?

I'm sorry to trouble you
to move.

Um, I will have a table
cleared and set up

for you in a moment,
Mr. Sumal.

My usual.

Thank you.

I hope you don't think
I'm being rude.

No.

Just territorial.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

Won't you please join me?

Come, sit down.

Amir Sumal.

Nicole... Nicole de Merlier.

De Merlier?

But, of course.

I know the name.

Oh?

Everyone knows
the Merlier diamonds.

The famous Twelve Sisters.

It's a shame we must
part with them.

You're selling the Sisters?

Why?

Oh, the usual: money.

[CHUCKLES]

See, my brother has inherited
the sins of our late father.

Expensive tastes
for wine and women.

Your brother
is a well-known sportsman.

Well, yes, actually,
when he's not busy entertaining.

He lives for squash.

Ridiculous game, though,

chasing that silly ball
back and forth.

It happens to be
my favorite sport.

Oh, no, not really?

- Yes.
- [CHUCKLES]

I suppose I'm prejudiced.

You know what?
I'd like to change your mind.

This afternoon.

I'm sorry.
I have an appointment.

Perhaps we can, uh,
organize this another time?

I have this wonderful idea.

I will accompany you
to your appointment,

and then we'll lunch at my club.

I'd like that.

And where is your appointment?

The Diamond Exchange.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Oh, thank you.

Yes?

Right.

That's them. Places.

Come on, move it!

Let's go.

[SIGHS]

[DOOR BUZZES]

Mr. Blane,
please forgive my being late.

- No problem.
- Well, it's about time.

Claude, let's not make this any
more difficult than it already is.

Mr. Blane, may I please introduce
you to a friend of mine, Amir Sumal.

- Amir, Mr. Blane.
- How do you do?

- Hi.
- And my brother, Claude.

The rogue of the family.

I'm here, aren't I?
How you doing?

Hello.

I was just telling
your brother that, uh,

we've already spoken
to some of our best contacts

about your collection, uh,
including the Vanderzeals,

and there is considerable
interest, so, uh...

may I see the stone?

Oh, yes, of course.

Oh...

wonderful.

Such fire.

No noticeable flaws.

And approximately
10.3 karats.

The ninth sister of twelve.

Now we'll just deposit this
in the vault,

and we'll wire a
check to your bank.

- This is, uh...
- [TAPS GLASS]

unbreakable glass, of course.

And it means that our
secure viewing room

and the vault are visible
at all times.

Simpson?

Our, uh, ultimate
security precaution.

They're gorgeous.

May I take a closer look?

Well, that's a little
bit unusual, but, uh...

since it's you,
Miss de Merlier... please.

Thank you.

This shipment
is going to Tiffany's.

And, uh...

these are consigned
to the Winwood Gallery.

I think we got a
good price, Nikki.

Have my share transferred
to the Melbourne account.

I'll be at a tournament
down there.

Squash?

I told you, it's his obsession.

Distraction, my dear,

merely a distraction.

Do you play,
Mr. Sumal?

In fact, I just invited your
sister to lunch at my club.

Oh, how nice.

How about if I
invite myself along?

Maybe have a couple
of games before lunch.

[SIGHS]
Claude.

I'll even buy,
now that we have cash.

Amir...

do you mind?

Delighted, my dear.

Shall we?

[SQUASH BALLS RICOCHETING]

Shall we proceed with the game?

Amir, may I have just
a brief word with my brother

before you destroy him?

Family matters.

I'll see you there.

- Give me the key.
- I didn't get it.

What do you mean,
you didn't get it?

What do you mean,
what do I mean -- I didn't get it.

I couldn't get him
away from his locker.

I thought you were
supposed to be good at this.

- So did I.
- Now what do we do?

It's locker number twelve.

What's that supposed to mean?

That means, I play squash,
and you play "find the key."

Not me, MacGyver,
it's the men's locker room.

MacGyver!

♪ You take the high road,
and I'll take the low road ♪

♪ And I'll get to Scotland
before ye ♪

♪ For me and me true love
will never meet again ♪

♪ On the bonnie, bonnie banks
of Loch Lomond.. ♪

[MAN HUMMING]

♪ ...On the steep, steep side
of Ben Lomond ♪

♪ Where the deep purple hills,
the highland... ♪

MAN:
♪ Mmm, ba-ra-ra-rum-bum ♪

♪ Rum-ta-tum, rum-bum ♪

♪ La-da-dee, uh.. ♪

MAN: ♪ Ma-da-da-da,
da-dum, buh-bum-buh-bum ♪

♪ Buh-bum-buh-bum,
rum-puh-pum-pa-pa-pum-bum ♪

♪ Rum-puh-pum-pa-pa-pum-bum,
rum-pum-ba-bum ♪

♪ Bum bumba-bum bum bum ♪

Whatever happened to a good
old-fashioned bar of soap?

MAN: ♪ I dream of
Jeannie with the light.. ♪

Do you mind if I
borrow the soap?

Oh. Not at all.

♪ I dream of Jeannie
with the light brown hair ♪

♪ Borne like a vapor
on the summer air.. ♪

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

[MAN HUMMING]

♪ La-la-lee, la-la.. ♪

- [AGONIZED YELL]
- Point, game and match.

[SEABIRDS CRYING]

I got to admit, you sure know
how to make a good impression.

This key's gonna work out fine.

You did a fair job.

You know, I got myself invited
to the ambassador's reception.

Now, I would hardly rate that
a "fair job."

Okay. Fair plus.

So... my plan?

Actually, I've
got a better idea.

Your Rolls Royce...
Amir's dumbwaiter.

Nicole de Merlier.

MAN:
There's more in the truck.

- Come on, let's go.
- All right.

Your Excellency, I felt a small
reception would be appropriate.

I can endure it, Amir,
but in future, please,

let us tend to business.

NIKKI:
Amir, darling!

Oh, uh, Miss De Merlier,

I'd like you to meet
Ambassador Vulnay.

- Miss Nicole de Merlier.
- An honor, sir.

[LOW, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

This is wonderful!

The impressionists
have such style.

And this Renoir...

Nicole, you amaze me.

I cherish beautiful things.

Especially valuable ones.

Like this Degas.

Or a truly thoughtful man
who sends his security people

to see that I arrive here safely.

Security?

I saw him keep an eye on you,
or us, at the café,

then at the Diamond Exchange.

He escorted me
to your front gate.

Security?

Call up the gate camera
on the gallery monitor.

I feel very safe with you.

Of course you are, my dear.

Shall we rejoin the party?

[BEEP]

MacGYVER: A Sym-Com
variable combination lock.

The kind that requires each
button to be punched only once.

No key was gonna open that.

But I had an idea.

If they used all six buttons,

the chances of guessing
the right combination

was about seven-twenty to one.

Narrowing down the odds

was a simple matter of
bringing tell-tale fingerprints

to the surface.

[BLOWS LEAD ON BUTTONS]

Three buttons had fingerprints.

That got the odds down
to one in six.

Then it was a matter of running
through the six combinations

till I got the right one.

[SOFT BEEPING]

[LOCK OPENING]

Math and science
do prove useful.

Out!

[CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

Fortunately, the
ambassador leaves tonight.

So we will have
tomorrow to ourselves.

Well, I think that
sounds positively...

...lovely.

Amir, darling, come here.

Goodbye.
[KISSING]

And thank you for a
perfectly splendid afternoon.

[LAUGHING]

Amir, you're wicked.

Now, now, now, you don't want
to keep the ambassador waiting.

Somehow I just know we're
going to become much closer.

[ENGINE STARTS UP]

In case you didn't know,
my country executes spies,

Mr. Keach,
Charles Keach!

I'm not a spy,
I'm a private investigator.

Listen, I didn't mean any
offense to you or your country.

Oh, but I do take offense.

First you invade
my personal life,

and for some reason,
you seem to have a fascination

for my friend, Miss De Merlier.

First off, her name
isn't De Merlier.

It's Carpenter.

Secondly, I'd hide the
family silver if I were you.

- What do you mean?
- Your lady friend's a high-class thief.

In the past month,
she's pulled off two jobs.

Cash and stones
worth about three mil.

It's my guess
you're being set up for a hit.

[LAUGHS]
I don't believe this!

She greased the
maitre d' at the café.

Oh, that's classic!

Got under your skin to get
herself inside the consulate.

What did she do
while she was here?

Well, we talked,
and we looked at...

the art collection.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, she's an expert
in anything worth money.

Art, jewelry, rare coins.

Oh, the lady's
got a lot of interests.

You are in greater peril
than you think.

One of the Degas is missing.

Bingo!

Okay.

All the gear's in the van.

Pete's on his way
to the consulate.

There's just one question.

Will it work?

Are you having a problem
with my plan?

Just one, it's not mine.

So what's the problem?

Where is it?

My purse.

Aw, Nikki, doggone it,

you just couldn't
leave it alone, could you?

Move.

I had a very interesting discussion
with a Mr. Charles Keach.

Knows you remarkably well.

And suspect that you're here
planning something illegal.

And I can see clearly that you
plan to rob the Blane diamonds.

Now, you used the diamonds
you sold them to gain entrance.

But how did you
take these photos?

My purse doubles as a camera.

I would like to thank you for providing me
with such an extensive plan.

MacGYVER:
Hey wait a minute, hold it!

Do you know how to pick a
variable-induction electronic lock?

Do you know the guard schedule?

The alarm system? Huh?

It may take me a little time
to study your plan,

but... I'm in no hurry.

Blane diamonds are.
They take off tomorrow.

Early.

You are implying that I couldn't
manage this little venture without you.

You catch on real quick.

Partners.

Partners.

[WEAKLY]
Help me.

Please...
[GRUNTS]

help me.

Oh...

[DOOR BUZZES]

Easy, lady. Oh!

- I've got you.
- Oh, somebody!

- Oh, God.
- Okay.

Call the police.

Just hold on, hold on.

Wait!

- [GUNSHOT]
- [GRUNTS]

[LATCH CLICKS]

[CLASPS SNAP]

[BEEPING]

[LOUDER BEEP]

[LATCH CLICKS]

Let's do it.

[EXTINGUISHER EMITTING]

King's ransom.

I commend you both.

You're everything
Mr. Keach said you were.

I'd like to thank you for making
this a very profitable partnership.

Short-lived as it was.

I'll take that.

Now, move over there.

What are you doing?

Taking my half and yours.

You would do the same.

Turn around and face the wall.

I could shoot you,
but that would be so vulgar.

It's so much more poetic

to execute you
in your own gas chamber.

[HISSING]

[HISSING]

Cover your nose and mouth.

[COUGHS]

[COUGHING]

How is it that we just knew
he'd do something like that?

Human nature.

[NIKKI COUGHING]

[COUGHING CONTINUES]

[HISSING STOPS]

[BEEPS]

Let's go.

To the consulate.

[DOOR BUZZES]

Well done, Fred.

MacGYVER: Okay, Charlie,
let's hit the consulate.

Your Excellency.

- Mr. Blane?
- I'm not Mr. Blane.

My name is Peter Thornton.

And you're not a diplomat.

You're a thief and a murderer.

What on earth...

Mr. Thornton came here to formally
accuse you of serious crimes, Amir.

I, on your behalf,
have demanded proof.

And still do.

Well, go ahead, search him.

Start with the attaché case.

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

Mr. Ambassador, I'm telling you,
this man is a thief.

That case is full
of stolen diamonds.

- Search him.
- Enough!

Your Excellency,
you cannot permit this.

I have diplomatic immunity!

Truly...

There can be no search.

AMIR: Gentlemen,
I have business to attend to.

Will you excuse me, please?

This one's for Danny.

[DEVICE BEEPS]

Arrest him!

I do like working
with you people.

You can't prosecute me.

You can't even hold me.

Security!

Your Excellency!

What does this mean,
Your Excellency?

Justice! American justice!

I claim American justice!

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: I'd finished up
a little mission in Zurich,

and the Phoenix Foundation
gave me a bonus:

some time off and a first-class
flight anywhere I wanted to go.

So I took them up on it.

Signed up for
a hot air balloon rally.

Slow and easy, over the Alps.

No schedule, no timetables.

Just watching the birds go by.

Enjoying the scenery,
smelling the fresh air,

and reminding myself
why eagles don't get ulcers.

I did hope we had enough fuel

to keep our altitude
over the peaks,

and clear the snow field.

We did, and as soon as we
got away from the others,

everything kinda worked out.

Besides, I'd brought along
an expert.

MacGyver, I can't make it pop.

Well, as they say,
it's all in the wrist.

[CORK POPS]

[GIGGLES]

Oh, well.

A bogey.

[MAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN
OVER RADIO]

Not today, pal.
Let's part company.

Whoever you are, you're good.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN OVER RADIO]

Backup base, this is GX-1,
breaking radio silence.

I've been spotted.

I've got a MIG-25 Fox
interceptor on my tail.

I can't shake the bogey.
He's lining me up.

[MAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[BEEPING]

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
GX-1, climb to 90,000 feet.

MIG tops out at 75,000.

PILOT: Roger, base.
Attempting altitude.

I'm hit. I'm hit!

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Climb, GX-1.

Climbing.

Zero, 78,
longitude 50 degrees, 22 north.

Latitude 12 degrees, 55 east.

Altitude 78,000... 80...

84,000 feet.

And that's it.
That's all she's got.

All right.

Bogey hit her ceiling.
I've lost it.

- Hold it!
- [ALARM BLARING]

Flare in #1 engine.

Losing power.

Engine #1 out!

...GX-1.
Come on. We'll pick you up.

I can't hold her!
I can't hold her steady!

Oh, God!
Trouble in #2 engine!

[ALARM BEEPING]

#2 engine out!

Attempting re-ignition...

Negative, negative, no go!

Can't fire...
setting destruct...

Now!

Tell my wife...
Tell her I love her.

MacGYVER: One thing you got
to know when you're ballooning

is how to land.

Simply put,
you just cut the heat,

and let gravity do the rest.

[ALL CHATTERING]

MacGyver!

What a landing.

Hey, Pete!

What on earth
are you doing here?

Uh, listen, we have a problem.

Uh, would you excuse
us a minute, please?

Come here.

What's up?

We've, uh, lost a plane

somewhere here over the Alps.

Must be a pretty important plane
for you to come this far.

Well, it is.

The GX-1.

Oh, you mean the plane that's
not supposed to exist yet?

Yeah, well this is
a modified GX-1.

It is the most secret,

most experimental craft
ever developed.

But it won't be a secret
very long,

if you can't find the wreckage.

No, wait a minute, Pete.

Search for a missing aircraft,
isn't that your department?

Certainly takes your
kind of manpower.

You need radar, infrared,
air search, all that stuff.

That's just the point.

This is a prototype
stealth craft

with an experimental
cooling system on the engine.

Its whole purpose is to
defeat radar and infrared.

Now, the Air Force has done
everything they can do.

They have, uh, gone
as far as they can go.

What do you mean, they've
gone as far as they can go?

I mean they can't cross
the East German border.

The Pentagon thinks the plane
is on the other side.

And they can't go in themselves.

So it's us.

Any more good news, Pete?

Yeah, I have, uh, a few things
I can give you back at the hotel.

All right, fine.
I'll meet you there.

Just let me say
goodbye to Heidi.

What's she doing here?

Uh, Nikki, nothing personal,

but I'm going into the mountains,
I am going alone,

and Pete, you should
have consulted me.

Listen, I tried to call you,
more than once.

Oh yeah, well, I've
been out of touch.

Slaving away, as I can see.

Look, I said nothing personal,

but those mountains are rugged.
I don't want to be saddled...

And you don't want to be stuck
dragging a woman around.

Well, I wouldn't have
put it quite like that.

But that's exactly
what you meant.

THORNTON:
Nikki...

You're a closet sexist.

- What? Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
- THORNTON: MacGyver...

Why don't we just admit that you
and I do things a little different?

Look, hold it, will you?

Look, MacGyver, as soon as I'm finished
crossing that border, baby-sitting you...

I should have known
this wasn't gonna work.

- I'm going to be at the Aspenhaus Spa...
- Baby-sitting? Baby-sitting?

- Did you hear what she said?
- Yes, I did.

- Okay, stop it.
- I do not need to be baby-sat.

- ...courtesy of the Phoenix Foundation
- Did you hear what she said?

THORNTON: Would
you hold it a minute?

Let me get a word in
edgewise here.

Now you are going to go across
that East German border together,

as a married couple,

because that's how I think you
will get across undetected.

Now once you are across,

once you're at the resort,
you can separate.

You can each go your own way.

Okay?

Everybody happy now?

Mm.

THORNTON:
Good.

Okay, let's go back
to the hotel.

There's a lot of prep work
to do.

Fine.
I'll meet you there,

soon as I get Heidi a ride home.

Heidi?
It would be.

- THORNTON: Oh, stop it.
- [NIKKI GIGGLES]

PILOT [ON TAPE]:
I can't hold her!

I can't hold her steady.

Oh, God!
Trouble in #2 engine!

[PLANE ALARM BLARING]

Attempting re-ignition...

Negative, negative, no go.

Can't fire.

Setting destruct... Now.

Tell my wife...
Tell her I love her.

[EXPLOSION]

- Any word on the pilot?
- No. Not since he ejected.

In fact, the pilot
is presumed dead.

But, from his last
known position,

the speed of the aircraft, and
the direction he was flying in,

we've calculated that the wreckage
should be somewhere here...

in this area, in the mountains,

just over the border.

What do we expect to find?

Well, the skin of the aircraft

was coated with a radar
deflection shield.

But the real goody

is this new cooling system
on the engine exhaust.

It makes the plane virtually
undetectable with infrared.

And that's what the
Russians are after.

So you're in a race.

Well, we got a head start with
those last coordinates, didn't we?

Well, that's true, but the Russians
have something -- someone --

going for them, too.

I'll be honest,
I scoffed myself,

but Intelligence is taking this
very seriously.

It's a man named Starkoss.
He's a psychic.

A psychic?

THORNTON:
That's right.

Watch this.

This film was smuggled out of

the Petroskia Institute for
Paranormal Studies in Moscow.

The Russians are very deeply
into parapsychology,

psychic phenomena, mind control.

They find these psychics,

and they train them
for intelligence work.

Now this man, Starkoss,
is their #1 performer.

He's a celebrity, a star.

He lives like a king,

even in Russia.

And our experts

say that he could be
the real thing.

Well, that's great by me.

I've got the pilot's last
coordinates, his altitude,

his air speed, a satellite map.

And they've got some guy
doing parlor tricks.

I'll take the odds any day.

I wouldn't.

There is trouble.

The craft...

it was over our airspace.

MARKOV:
We believe it was making

a high-altitude
surveillance flight.

We detected nothing
on our radar.

Some malfunction
must have forced it down

to lower altitudes.

That is when our aircraft
observed him.

Yes, there is trouble.

I see it.

The pilot is afraid.

All he wants is to go home.

And then he's spotted.

We fired upon him.

The photographs
are from our gun cameras.

We fired on him
when he refused to land.

I'm hit. I'm hit.

There's damage.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

I can't make it.

I can't make it.

Call to base.

We lost him, but he went down,
we know that.

Where's the plane?

[GASPING]

Map... Bring me map.

You will find plane here.

NIKKI: You were real smooth
with that border guard back there.

How did you ever manage to ask
him about his sister's feet?

MacGYVER: All right, so
my German's not so good.

We got through, didn't we?

I want to thank you
for all your help.

Oh, I suppose your Swiss Miss
could have done better.

Heidi happens to be
extremely competent,

intelligent and articulate.

Not to mention a great body.

That's not her fault.

You certainly wouldn't
hold it against her.

Oh, now who's the sexist, huh?

Who's the sexist?

Heidi.

Heidi, that's right.
That's her name.

H-E-I-D-I, Heidi.
What's wrong with it?

Nothing. Nothing.

You're Mr. and Mrs. Carpenter?

- Yes.
- Welcome to Aspenhaus.

I am Helmut.

I will be your personal attendant
while you are with us.

Oh, very nice to
meet you, Helmut.

What a lovely name.

Please... call me Nikki.

First I will take these
to your room,

then later I will tell you

all about the services
we have at the spa.

Oh, wonderful.

I'm sure we'll find
plenty to keep us busy

while my husband's off hiking.

MacGYVER: Just drop the
bags in the Bridal Suite, Helmut.

Jawohl.

Hmm.

- Ciao.
- HELMUT: Ja.

See you later, Helmut.

Well he seemed very polite.

And articulate.

Yeah.

Helmut...

Well, have a nice time
on the mountain.

Good morning, Comrade Starkoss.

STARKOSS:
Morning.

The helicopter's ready, colonel.

MacGyver!

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING OVERHEAD]

Oh!

[GROANS]

[HORSE SNORTING]

Oh! Hello!

Boy, am I glad to see you.

I could really use a hand.

Actually, I could
really use your horse.

Could I borrow him?

Or... or rent him?

I'd be happy to buy him outright
if I had to.

Ja. Sprechen Sie Deutsche,
Fraulein?

[SPEAKING GERMAN]
...English.

Uh... how much Deutchmarks

for das

horsey?

[FOOTSTEPS]

Oh! Oh!

As soon as your teeth
stop chattering...

Oh! Oh, MacGyver!

...there's
an obvious question.

Do you realize what
I've been through?

That rotten horse!

He threw me off
halfway up the mountain.

And then I had
to walk... and walk,

and I fell into this river,

and I cut my feet
trying to get out.

I think a mountain
lion followed me here.

No, that wasn't the question.

Oh, and then I saw
this glorious campfire,

and I prayed that
it would be you.

But if it wasn't, it could have
been Jack the Ripper,

and I would have been his gladly
just to get to this fire.

You know, I know this comes
as no big surprise to you,

but you are soaked to the bone.

- Here. Put those on.
- Thank you.

Could you turn around?

Oh! Oh!

[SHIVERING]

Put both shirts on,
and tuck them in.

Leave the top one unbuttoned.

I saw Starkoss.
He's up here.

He left the Aspenhaus by car.

And there was something said
about a helicopter.

Yeah, a helicopter. I saw one
fly over this afternoon.

From the direction,

I'd say it was headed
towards the target zone,

which means
they've got a jump on us.

Listen, that was important
information for me to have.

I owe you one.

It's okay.
You can turn around now.

Pull your top shirt open there.

- Like this?
- Yeah.

What are you doing?

Putting pine needles between
the shirts for insulation.

It's not quite Neiman Marcus,
but it'll keep you warm.

Ah. Okay. Ouch!
Ow! I got it.

Thank you.
I'll do it later.

Now, there's
some trail mix there.

Water in the canteen,
if you'd like.

No, thanks.

I'm not hungry.
I just want to get warm.

Uh... by the way,

there are no mountain lions
in East Germany.

Is that it?

Is that... Is that all you have
with you is one sleeping bag?

Yeah, well, I wasn't
expecting company.

There's plenty of room here.

Yeah, right.
Not in a million years.

Suit yourself.
Good night.

Good morning.

Morning.

Well... I have to
give you high marks

for acting like a perfect
gentleman last night.

That's amazing.

I don't know how I did it,
but I controlled myself.

I guess I deserved that.

Now what?

Well, we find the plane.

But it's going to take
some walking to get there.

You all right?

Just fine...

if you don't count the blisters.

Those homemade boots
I made for you

aren't going to last long.

You might have been better off
going back to... Helmut.

Excuse me.
I'm the one

who had to play
Sir Edmund Hilary

to get up here and warn you

about that Russian search
party, if you remember.

How can I forget?

You keep reminding me.

Fine. Wisecrack
all you want,

but we don't know what
we're up against here.

Starkoss is something else.

Mr. Starkoss
is no more clairvoyant

than common sense and logic.

[MEN SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

CARPENTER: Then how
did they know where to go?

Same way we did.

They calculated the
speed of the GX-1,

and approximated where
it had to go down.

- Uh-oh.
- What is it?

I'm afraid we found the pilot.

Josef, quickly, come with me!

Well, colonel,
have I earned my keep today?

Very impressive.

Or maybe a bit of good fortune.

I'll resist the
temptation to celebrate

until we find the plane.

Bring me a piece
of his clothing.

That chopper couldn't
land around here.

They must have dropped
them in a clearing

when they saw the parachute.

At least they haven't
found the plane yet.

MARKOV:
Look around.

Look around the ground
for anything.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Oh... I don't want to die.

I... I don't want...

position...

location...

Where is the plane?

[WHEEZING]

[WHEEZING]

There.

Let's go.

The pilot.
We should bury him.

Should we also hold
a service, lieutenant?

Collect your squad.
Move out!

Call the base.
Alert the helicopter.

Have it stand by with
the equipment just in case.

Lieutenant Stukel
to Command Air Force.

Have the helicopter ready --
standing by -- with all the equipment.

This way! Quickly!

All right!
Move! Move!

Move! Move! Move!

This must be
an abandoned barracks.

There's stuff
all over the place.

I found these boots.

I guess the best we can do

is bring these back
to his family.

MacGyver...

"Follow me.

Starkoss."

He knew we'd come here.

Of course he did. He saw us.

Well, then why didn't he come
after us? We're in East Germany.

Maybe they're trying
to draw us closer.

Maybe Starkoss didn't tell them
that he saw us.

Maybe we should get moving
and find that plane.

Let's bury the pilot first.

We're here!

Come on!

Hurry.

Come on.

There it is.

Well done! Well done.

[GASPS]

Very dramatic.

You should faint, Starkoss,

for surely this is
an overwhelming moment.

You have just ensured your
personal supply of caviar forever.

I cannot talk. I just want
to replenish my energies.

Replenish all you want.
Lieutenant.

You men, spread out,
patrol the area.

You are to gather every piece of
the aircraft no matter how small.

- Yes, sir.
- You, too, move.

Start here.

Markov to base.

I have located the wreckage.

You have a fix on our location.

Send in the removal team.

[WHIRRING]

[WHIRRING]

[WHIRRING]

NIKKI:
Starkoss.

He took them right to it.

Well, he got here first.

But we can't let them leave with
one piece of that cooling system.

With all these soldiers,
what are we going to do?

We're going to have
to destroy the plane.

That's a very good idea.

Had I wanted to have you
taken prisoner,

I could have pointed you out
to Colonel Markov at any time.

Yeah, we got your note.

NIKKI: How did you know
we were following you?

How did I know?

But I brought you to me.

And why would you do that?
What do you want with us?

After you destroy the plane,

I want to go back with you
to the West.

- You want to defect?
- STARKOSS: Yes.

And that be feather
in your cap, no?

Well, I don't care about that.

But if you want to go,
we'll sure take you.

Of course, you will have to wait
until the soldiers have put

the remainder of the plane
into a pile,

and then you can use
your explosive

you've been
carrying in your pack

and destroy the pieces.

It is good of you
to come with him.

You will save his life.

And don't worry about your feet.
They will not fail you.

How did you know?

It might be better
to wait until night,

but you're an impatient man.

He knew!

He knew about my feet.

I mean, I've got blisters.
I didn't tell him that.

Nikki, you're wearing
oversized boots.

Blisters are a given.

He knew you were
carrying explosives.

He knew I came here to
destroy the pieces of the plane

when I found them.

Obviously, I'm not going
to truck them

off the mountain in my backpack.

Maybe.

But he was right
on both occasions.

And he found the plane.

Yeah, well, if he thinks we're
gonna hang around long enough

for the Russians to take
that stuff off the mountain,

then he's been reading
the wrong minds.

Okay, now what are
we going to do?

Well, you're going to stay put.

I'm going to give myself ten
minutes to make it back here.

I'll use the explosion
as a diversion,

grab Starkoss and go.

Listen, if I get hung up,
we'll meet back

where we buried
the pilot, all right?

MacGyver!

What?

[SIGHS]
Don't blow yourself up.

Okay.

[MAN SHOUTING UNINTELLIGIBLY]

[SHOUTING CONTINUES]

Good.

The helicopter has just left
the refueling station.

It should be here for the pickup
within three hours.

Make the final sweep.
Not a scrap shall remain here.

All in this area.

Keep going, keep it going.

Keep going, keep it going.

All right, hold it, hold it.

Stop, stop, stop...

Let's get it off here.

Okay, go forward.

MAN [AT DISTANCE]:
All right, go forward.

[MEN SHOUTING AT DISTANCE]

[SHOUTING CONTINUES]

We finished.

Very good.

[MEN CONTINUE TALKING]

[TALKING CONTINUES]

MacGyver!

[GUN FIRING]

Look!
Hey!

Fire! Hey, quick!

Quick, quick!

This way! Move!

[GRUNTS]

Come on!

MAN:
Fire!

[GUNSHOTS]

Focus your fire on them!

Quickly!

[SHOUTING IN DISTANCE]

We must go.

We must go quickly.

The plane --
he has destroyed it all.

And probably himself.

[SIGHS]

Colonel, Starkoss is missing.

I saw him leave the camp.

COLONEL:
That traitor.

Assemble the men
and notify the border.

Begin a search, now.

Move.

And when you find them,

I want them shot.

Move out!

Let's go, quickly!
Move!

[GRUNTS]

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

MacGyver!
Thank God.

It's been hours.
Where have you been?

Running and ducking, mostly.

- Were you spotted?
- Probably.

NIKKI:
What about the soldiers?

They're camped out
at the crash site.

That chopper's got to be running
on fumes by now.

Starkoss,
how long will it take them

to get to a refueling base
and back after sunrise?

Two, maybe three hours.

That'll give us 12 hours.

They'll have sealed off
the border by then.

We'll never make it
down the mountain in the dark.

We're trapped.

Well, maybe.

Maybe not.

Nikki, go out to the barracks.

Grab every piece of fabric
you can find.

Curtains, tarps, tents,
the lighter the better.

Go! Starkoss, give me
a hand over here.

Help me get this
refrigerator up.

Pull this grate off.

You worry.

Worry about the girl.
You worry about me.

We shall not be captured.
I know this.

Look, Starkoss, I'm trying
to come up with a plan here.

Now, there's some welding
equipment in the back room.

Could you get it for me, please?

I think it's about time
we start dealing with reality.

You're a serious man.
You're an intellectual man.

You're a man of the mind.

Why do you feel such guilt?

It's all right.
She understands.

Your mother -- she forgives you.

What?

It's all right.

She understands.

You could not go to the funeral.

She forgives you.

You do not forgive yourself,

but she forgives you.

What kind of a dossier
do you people have on me?

I couldn't be there.
There...

Oh, you're good.

You're very good.

You've done your homework.

From the time I was a boy,
I could see pictures.

Pictures of the mind.

And I could do things.

The state took me away,
and I lived with the finest.

And I lived like a king.

But always with doctors,

always an object of study,
always a freak.

From what I understand, you've
made the most of your... gift.

If it is a gift I have,

it is a gift you would
not choose to receive.

Pay dirt.

There's enough bedding and tents
and stuff in the barracks

and in the storage rooms
to outfit an army.

Good, keep it coming.
I can use it all.

Uh, and grab
the pilot's parachute.

The welding equipment.

Please?

Yes, colonel,

we are returning
to base to refuel.

There has been no sign
of Starkoss or the others

since we sighted the man near
the abandoned mine last night.

Are the ground troops
from the base on their way in?

Yes, sir.

They have established roadblocks

and are making their way up
the mountain.

They should arrive
at the abandoned mine site

in approximately three hours.

Good. By that time,
we will be in a position

to cut them off from above.

When you return, we'll have
their bodies ready for transport.

- Move out.
- Yes, sir.

Let's go. Quickly!

Move, move, move!

This is the last scrap of nylon
that I could find.

I hope this super-glue
of yours works, MacGyver.

Well, it should
if I melt it down right.

But we're gonna need more.

Run out of glue.

Something next for me, please.

Yeah, as a matter of fact.

Give me a hand with this.
Here, keep stirring.

Come here.

All right. Push.

Keep moving!

Yes, sir.

We'll be there in one hour!

I feel time is running short.

Do you want to give me
a hand here?

Quickly, let's go. Hurry!

Let's go!

Come on. Move!

Hurry! Move!

Got something for you.

A parachute? Why?

It's the pilot's reserve chute.

Ever use one of these?

Once I went skydiving on a dare.

Get your hands up.

What is this for?

Why are we doing this?

Do I have to spell it out?

Keep moving!

- Look.
- What's that?

- A balloon?!
- What's it doing here?

It's Starkoss! Fire!

Come on! Move!

[MEN SHOUTING]

[GUNSHOTS]

Cease firing.
They're out of range.

Whoopee! Come here, MacGyver.

Consider that a
professional congratulations,

because I thought we were
dead ducks, but we made it!

STARKOSS: Thank you, MacGyver.
Thank you both.

MacGYVER:
You're very welcome.

Well, Starkoss, you're
over and beyond the border.

You're home free.

Whoops.

- NIKKI: What is it?
- We're out of gas.

But we made it across
the border, didn't we?

Yeah. But are we gonna
make it over that mountain?

We must gain altitude.

Well, let's steer this thing.
Let's land it.

It doesn't work that way.

Balloons drift
where they're going.

I've got to lighten the load.

Did that help?

It's not going
to carry all three of us.

What?

- Nikki...
- Oh, you can't be serious!

Look, you weigh more than I do.

Nikki, I'd do it, but you've got the
chute and there's no time to switch.

You've got to go, now!

I'm sorry.
There is no time!

Look, you said
you did it before.

Just get clear of the balloon
and pull the cord.

I can't!
MacGyver, I'll get you for this.

So help me God, if I've got
to walk all the way to Munich!

Go! Just go!

I'll see that Pete knows exactly
what you've done to me!

MacGYVER:
All right, she made it.

She's okay.

Now we got to deal
with the mountain.

Come on.

Come on!

STARKOSS: Do not worry.
We'll make it.

[BOTH YELLING]

STARKOSS:
Hold on!

MacGYVER:
All right. I'll take it.

Lucky your Nikki didn't
drift back to the east.

Oh, she'll be all right.

Not too happy, but all right.

That woman -- you will
come to love her.

- What?!
- Yes.

No, no, no, no, no.
No way. No.

I'm glad she's all right,
but... trust me.

STARKOSS:
No, MacGyver, trust me.

MacGYVER:
Whoo-hoo!

Oh! What a flight!
What a balloon!

Starkoss, we did it!

[LAUGHS]

Oh, we'll contact the
American embassy

as soon as we get to Munich.

When we get to your country,
MacGyver,

your people will want to talk
to me, too, won't they?

Find out what I'm up to.

And get me a place to live
very, very comfortably

with all the steaks I can eat,
huh?

But I be prisoner again,
wouldn't I?

I be freak again, isn't that so?

Goodbye, my friend.

You!

You rat!

You're the lowest!

I should have known there was a
reason you gave me the only chute!

What's next, MacGyver?

Perhaps you'd enjoy dragging me
behind a speeding truck.

Did it ever even occur to you
that I could have landed in a tree

or in the middle
of a busy intersection?

What if I hadn't spotted
where you landed?

Did you ever consider that,
Mr. Improvise?

And another thing...
Wait a minute.

Where's Starkoss?

Don't tell me.

You didn't make him
jump too, did you?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

[CLICK]

Hi, this is MacGyver.

We all know how
these things work,

so when you hear the beep...
go for it.

[BEEP]

DALTON: MacGyver,
pick up if you're there.

You ever heard of staying home?

Never mind.
This is your good buddy, Jack.

Listen, I've got myself
into just a touch of trouble

down here in
Bayonne County, Arkansas.

A little hoe-down town called
Smiley, to be exact.

In fact, it's more
than a touch of trouble.

I've really outdone myself
this time.

I need your help, old buddy,
and if you ever want to see

any of that money
I owe you, well...

Mac, I gotta go.

They're coming for me.

Oh, God, Mac, get here.

You gotta come get me.

I... Oh, help, no...

[SCREAMING]

[CLICK AND BEEP]

[CHUCKLES]

[TAPS TABLE]

Louella,

ah, fair Louella.

What do I owe thee
for thy grits and gravy?

Why, Mr. Dalton,

a trip to Hollywood should
just about cover everything.

Everything?

Anything.

[DALTON WHISTLES]

Done. Now how about
one for the road?

Can I have a beer, please?

Sure, honey.

Pssf!

Getting hot in here, ain't it?

Don't you think
you've had enough?

No, siree.

Well... maybe.

But I want more than enough.
Thank you, my sweet.

I shall return.

You can't take that beer
out of here.

No problem, officer.

Wrong.

There is a problem...
and you're it.

Now see what you done?

Destruction of property,
disturbing the peace.

Resisting your ugliness.

Smart mouth, huh?

[GRUNTING]

You gonna pay, Hollywood.

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

Oh, boy.

Tell me I enjoyed myself,
will you?

You enjoyed yourself.

Oh, boy.

Four days on a rowboat
with wet pants. Ugh!

I've got mosquito bites on
top of my mosquito bites.

Thought I was gonna
have sunstroke.

Now, coming home,
I smell like old bait.

But you didn't come home
empty-handed.

[LAUGHING]

Look at that.

Oh, is that a sweetheart?

Have you got a camera
and some film?

- Yeah.
- We need a picture. Come on.

- No, come on, Pete.
- Is this a picture? Look!

- Oh, come on.
- Sh...

[LAUGHING]

[TAPE ROLLING BACK, THEN BEEP]

DALTON: MacGyver,
pick up if you're there.

You ever heard of staying home?

Never mind.
This is your good buddy, Jack.

Uh-oh.

I've got myself
into just a touch of trouble

down here
in Bayonne County, Arkansas.

My advice is
to turn that off right now.

Pete...

A little hoe-down town
called Smiley, to be exact.

In fact, it's more
than a touch of trouble.

I've really outdone myself
this time.

I need your help, old buddy.

Now, why doesn't that
surprise me?

If you ever want to see any
of that money I owe you, well...

THORNTON: Oh, that's bribery.
He's trying to bribe you.

Forget it; tear up the I.O.U.s.

I gotta go.
They're coming for me.

Oh, God, get here.

You gotta come get me.

I... Oh, help! No...

[SCREAMING]

[MACHINE CLICKS, THEN BEEPS]

That is a ploy.

You know that.

How do I know that?

Well, when hasn't it been?

Well, right.

But he does sound
like he's in trouble.

Well, of course he's in trouble.

He's always in trouble.

But you didn't get him there;
he got there by himself.

Pete, the man's my friend.

What kind of friend?

When does he call you?

When he wants to con you
into some favor,

or he needs you to rescue him.

And he's always
getting you in trouble.

How long are you going to
baby-sit for this guy, forever?

All right.

I get the point.

And you're right.

I'm not going to be sucked in
by him this time.

He's on his own.

- I'm not going.
- Well, good.

MacGYVER: My grandpa
used to say that friendship

was a two-sided coin.

It can turn out to be the best

or the worst investment
you ever made.

I guess whenever I flipped
the coin of friendship

with Jack Dalton,

he usually wound up
in over his head,

and I usually wound up
covering his tail.

To refuse Jack's call for help
was useless.

If I did, I'd just end up
feeling guilty the rest of my life

if anything bad happened to him.

And aside from guilt, there
was always the curiosity factor --

this time, the question being:

"What on earth brought a man
about town like Jack Dalton

to Smiley, Arkansas?"

Howdy.

Um, I'm looking
for a friend of mine.

His name's Jack Dalton.

He's not from
around these parts.

You probably don't
know him, but, uh,

that's a picture of him.

Haven't seen him, huh?

Uh, this is Smiley, Arkansas,
isn't it?

Thought so.

Just checking.

[CUSTOMERS CHATTERING]

Coffee?

Uh, no, thank you.
Do you have any juice?

Lemonade.

I squeezed it fresh
this morning.

That'll be fine.

Anything else?

As a matter of fact,
I'm looking for a friend of mine.

LOUELLA:
Jack Dalton?

- You a friend of Jack Dalton?
- Yeah.

- From Hollywood?
- Well, I'm not.

LOUELLA:
From the Dalton Agency?

Well, you find him for me,
you hear?

That man's my ticket
out of this one-horse town.

I'm gonna be a model.

I'm gonna be on TV!

Louella, the man wants lemonade,
not your resumé.

Lyle... you're such a poo.

[HUDSON CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

You know, if Louella
runs off to Hollywood,

this town's gonna lose
its only worthwhile exhibit.

Lyle Hudson,
your friendly banker.

As a matter of fact,
your only banker.

MacGyver.

You know, your friend Dalton,

he had a penchant for getting
in trouble here in Smiley.

Jack? You've seen Jack?

What'd he do?

Well, let's just say he ruffled
some of the wrong feathers.

If y'all stick around here
long enough,

you may notice that most
of the citizens here in Smiley

have this predominantly redneck
view of things.

Somebody as flamboyant
as your friend Dalton,

he just makes 'em see
a little bit redder,

know what I mean?

Yeah. What happened to him?

Got on the wrong side
of Bull Bodine.

That's the local sheriff.

Very unforgiving man.

Ran him through that window,
then ran him out of town.

He's probably licking
his wounds in Little Rock.

That's where they all go.

- Little Rock?
- Mm.

Guess that's where I'm headed.

Thank you for the lemonade.

You be good now, you hear?

Yes, ma'am.

Understand you're
looking for Jack Dalton.

Word travels fast.

You come to the wrong place.

Yeah, apparently
he did, too, huh?

You another smart mouth?

Somebody should have taught
your friend some manners,

but I guess we got to beat it
into you city boys, don't we?

Listen, I didn't come here
looking for a hassle.

I came here
looking for a friend.

Are you saying
I'm harassing you?

Just who are you to accuse me?

Look, just forget it, okay?

Don't you walk away
from me, boy!

That's resisting arrest.

What?!

Resisting arrest,

making a public nuisance
of yourself

and carrying a concealed weapon.

"Concealed weapon"?
That's a Swiss Army knife.

Look, can't you lighten up...?
[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Welcome to Smiley, boy.

I got a real nice place
for you to be staying.

[DOGS BARKING AND GROWLING]

All right, you two, give me a hand
and get these guys out of here.

Move! Come on, you.

You two unload that stuff.

MAN 1:
Want to hand it down?

MAN 2:
Mm-hmm.

[GRUNTING]
I got it.

Hey, amigos, don't look so sad.

If you like bad food and hard work,
you're in the right place.

Knock it off, Sanchez.

All right, all of you, come on.

That's it.

Warden!

I'm Warden Renfro.

I'm the law around here.

If you wish to remain alive,
you'll abide by that law.

RENFRO: If you
cause any dissension,

you will undergo an attitude
adjustment in the sweat box.

MAN: Get these damn
rigs moving, boys.

If you loaf on the job,
you will be whipped

back into shape.

I wouldn't recommend
any attempt to escape.

You may try, if you wish.

Personally, I would shy away
from tunneling under that fence,

because if you do,
my dogs will hunt you down,

chew you up and spit you out.

Over there -- that's worse.

Got myself
a swamp full of gators.

They're real agitated
'cause we keep 'em hungry.

If you want to go for a swim,
we can't stop you...

but they will.

That's all.

Move out.

Come, Pepe will show you
where we eat, where we sleep...

where we curse the guards.

[LAUGHING]

Hey, Pepe, I'm looking
for a friend of mine.

In this place?

You are a very
good friend, then.

Yeah, his name's Dalton --
Jack Dalton.

This, uh, Sheriff Bodine
gave him a hard time.

I think he's been thrown in here.

No, there's no Dalton in here.

I know that.

Wait a minute.

There was a Jack here.

But he was killed
a few days ago.

Aw, Jack.

How'd it happen?

Deputy Bodine, El Toro Loco.

This Yankee and him,
they were having a fight.

Then when he tried to run away,

El Toro Loco shot him
in the back.

Bodine...

DALTON:
Time!

Time's up! Hey!

My 12 hours are up!

It's over!

[BANGING ON CRATE]

I'm out of the penalty box.

DALTON: Can't any
of you rubes tell time?

Hey!

Get out.

[GROANING]

Whoa.

Jack!

Hey, hey, compadre!

Welcome to Club Dread.

The Chief?
He's your friend Jack Dalton?

Chief? Who is J.D.?

Don't know.

John Doe, John Dead?

Let's get back to the living.

Have you met my amigo, Pepe?

The kid worships
the ground I hobble on.

- Can't say I blame him.
- I thought you were dead.

A premature assumption,
old buddy.

[GROANS]
Glad you could make it.

Jack...

we gotta get out of here.

Don't sweat it --
I got the lay of the land.

[CLANGING]

Let's do lunch.

You're with the Chief.
You don't have to eat that slop.

Set another place for dinner.

Keep it, Wrigley.
We're dining out this evening.

The VIP suite.

We like to think of it
as home sweet home.

You bunk there.

All right, Jack, start talking.

You're way too happy
in this hellhole.

You haven't even tried
to escape. Why?

Come on, MacGyver,
escape is your specialty.

I got us in, you get us out.

What a team. What a plan.

Plan? What plan?

The plan I have
to recover the missing millions

of B.B. Bartel.

B.B....!

B.B. Bartel, the bank robber?

Exactomundo, old buddy.

You remember after that airport
armored car heist?

He took a flight to the Deep South
and bailed out at 15,000 feet

with five million.

I don't want to
hear this, I don't.

PEPE:
Here we go.

Eat while it's cold --
the story gets better.

See, they never found the money,

but Bartel was arrested a couple
of months later in Nebraska.

He wouldn't talk,
so they threw the book at him.

He died
in the federal penitentiary.

It's good, huh?

Yeah.

Mmm, right from the warden's
private henhouse.

[CHUCKLES]

Anyway, old B.B.
was from Bayonne County.

Yep... right here,

and he hid the money in that
zinc mine across the river.

How do you know all this?

My Uncle Charlie.

Uncle Charlie?

The man used to rob
your piggy bank. He's an ex-con!

I know, but that's
not to say the man's past

hasn't worked to my advantage.

Au contraire, mon ami.

You see, B.B. Bartel
and Uncle Charlie were close.

Very close.

They shared a cell
at Leavenworth.

B.B. told Uncle Charlie where the
money was hidden before he died.

And he told you
and you believed him.

Just out of curiosity,

where is dear old
Uncle Charlie now?

[SIGHS]

He was supposed
to meet me down here.

My suspicion is he bailed out
when he saw the competition,

that being
Warden Renfro and his boys.

This is supposed to be
a prison work farm?

We're not farming.

We're mining.

Mac, they're using us
as slave labor

to dig in the mine
for that money.

- Can you believe it?
- No, Jack, I can't.

Don't know how they found out
about it unless Uncle Charlie told them,

- but that doesn't make any sense.
- Oh, none of it does, Jack!

Ju-Just so I got this straight.

You got yourself
arrested on purpose.

You conned me
into coming out here

to help you find
some stolen money

and then help you
break out of here?

Exactly.

We're partners, partner.

You did it to me again.

You actually di... He did it.

He did it to me again.

Come on, MacGyver,
you'll get your cut.

So will Pepe.
There's a 15% reward

for the return of the money.

I don't give a rat's pajamas
about the money!

Now, we're going
to get out of here,

and when we do,
you and I are through. That's it!

This is the last wild-goose chase
you're ever gonna take me on, pal.

Wild-goose chase?
Pardonnez-moi.

What wild-goose chase?

Uncle Charlie gave me a map.

"X" marks the spot.

Get your tails on up
to the shaft and grab your gear.

Let's move it, boys.

And you!

Don't try sneaking off looking
for another place to take a nap

or you're gonna get something
worse than the hot box.

- Is that clear?
- Painfully clear, yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Come on, keep moving!

Aw, he's a pussycat, really.

All the guards around here are.

Jack, will you come back
to the real world?

They are not pussycats.
They're dangerous.

No pain, no gain.

There's gold in them thar hills!

GUARD:
Keep moving.

[WITH ENGLISH ACCENT]: Wrigley,
something in a hard hat, please.

Coming through.

Warden Renfro hasn't
got a clue where to look.

The map says B.B.'s money
is hidden in Portal Six.

That's two shafts over.

All we gotta do is create
a diversion of some kind,

and hightail it over there.
That's where you come in.

No, that's where I bow out.

I'm not gonna risk your life,

Pepe's, or mine
over some dead man's money.

- Come on, MacGyver.
- No, you come on!

With me, out of here!

I'm not going.
Not without the money.

Suit yourself. I'm gone.

Fine.

Why don't you just kill me
right here?

Take my shovel, bash in my skull,
save them the trouble.

- Oh, will you get serious?
- Bury me right here.

All I want
to do is follow my dream.

You're the one that
screwed it up the last time.

- Please, amigos...
- What are you talking about?

Dalton Airways,
that's what I'm talking about.

I finally got a plane.

I got it going.

And what happened, you remember?

Huh?

Self-sacrifice.
That's what happened.

I flew it down to Central America
and parked it in the Pacific

to get you out of a jam,
remember?

Well, of course I remember...

That plane was the
beginning of my dream.

Now I have a chance to start
the dream over, don't you see?

The reward money will give birth
to Dalton Airways again.

Come on.
Help me.

It's legal.
Nobody gets hurt. Be a pal.

[SIGHS]

What do you want me to do?

Oh!

Well, a little diversion to get us
into Portal Six would be great.

These lamps work on
a chemical reaction.

I'm gonna need a
whole bunch of 'em.

Get as many as you can.

Done. What'd I tell you?
We're rolling now.

Pepe, get the lamp and
the liner out of these things

and fill them with water.

Where you going?

Need more helmets.

Darn things keep
running out of fuel.

[CAR HORN HONKS,
CAR APPROACHING]

Give 'em a few more days
on tunnel four

before we start on five.

I want it picked clean.

That money is in one
of those shafts.

Mine's been
condemned a long time.

Makes the going dangerous.

It's no problem.

Just gives us a good excuse
for burying the ones

that eventually find
the money for us.

One unfortunate accident.

We got no witnesses.

You know, I don't understand
what I'm doing,

but as long as you do,
MacGyver, we're fine.

It's just an illusion, Pepe.

We're gonna make
our own gas leak

with the same chemical reaction
that lights these lamps.

It's not harmful,
but it is effective.

MAN:
Load it up.

You see, when you mix
the carbide with water,

it creates a flammable
gas called acetylene.

PEPE: You mean like
they use in a welding torch?

You got it.

Now, my idea is to tape this flint
to the head of the hammer,

build a good thick cloud of gas,

make it spark,

and we're on our way.

Great.

Then we'll be free.

And rich.

So I can go home to my Rosa.

Is she your wife?

No.

Not yet.

See, her family --
they don't want her to marry me.

They say I'm a nobody.

They want her
to marry a somebody, like you.

Like the Chief.

Yeah, the Chief...

he's special all right.

He's gonna need special
intensive care

when we get out of here.

DALTON:
Here we are, gentlemen.

- Hard hats, anyone?
- Great.

Get the lamps off.

Fill those with water.

[AUDIBLE EXHALE]

[GRUNTS]

We in business?

Yeah, we're doing all right.
There's just one thing.

I don't want Pepe going
into Portal Six with us.

It could be dangerous.

Oh, no, no!
I'm with you all the way, guys.

- I can help.
- You bet you can.

We need somebody to spread the word
there's a gas leak down here.

But then
when you'll find the money,

you have to escape, no?

You can't leave me behind.

It won't be for long,
little buddy.

We'll get the National Guard
to come back in here,

nail them, and get you out.
Trust me.

Pepe...

it's the best way.
We need you.

- Okay.
- Good man.

All right, here we go.

[WATER BUBBLING]

Brilliant.

I don't know what you're doing,
but it's brilliant.

[WATER BUBBLING]

Pepe, take off.

Am I missing something?

Jack, if this thing blows
like it should,

I won't have time
to go into what you're missing.

- Just get ready to run.
- I'm ready.

[SHOUTING]
Gas! Gas!

[MEN CLAMORING]

Go! Go!

Go!

[EXPLOSION]

Run! There! There!

Gas! Gas!

Move! Move! Move! Go!

MAN:
Get out of there.

BODINE:
What the hell's going on?

PEPE: Gas! There's
a gas leak in the mine!

MAN 2: Yeah, he saw
some gas leak up here.

BODINE:
You men line up now!

[MEN CLAMORING]

BODINE: Get a head
count on those prisoners,

and keep them together!

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

MAN:
Right here.

GUARD:
Now you boys stay right here.

- Settle down, settle down.
- Bodine...

I got him.

No!

[COUGHING]

GUARD: Yeah.
Stay calm. Back it up.

Get back! Get back!
Hold it back.

[WHISPERS]
Chief.

[GRUNTS]

This is what happens...

when somebody tries to escape.

I hope you all can see
the lesson in this.

Any more of you want to try,
I can always use the practice.

Jack!

[GRUNTS]

- Oh.
- [CHAMBER CLICKING]

[CHOKED GROAN]

I guess you want
to keep Pepe company.

Hold it, Bodine.

Blowing this malcontent away
would be too quick a lesson.

Oh, man.

What this man needs
is some serious discipline.

[WHIP CRACKING]

[PAINED GROAN]

The man has no forehand.

Concentrate.

Use more wrist.

Step into it.

Oh!

How's that, funny boy?

[LAUGHS]
Better.

Let's see, where were we?

Oh, right, ten.

Nine.

[DALTON YELLS]

BODINE:
Ten.

With my compliments.

Isn't this a crying shame?

But this is what happens
when a prisoner forms a hostile,

and disrespectful attitude.

I hate to see it.

And I know you'd hate
to feel it.

Just ask Mr. Dalton.

Cut him down.

[GROANS]

Take care of your friend.

See he keeps his nose clean.

Help me get him back
to the barracks.

- Come on.
- MAN: I got him.

Easy, easy.

[LOW GROWL]

[PRISONER COUGHING]

DALTON:
It's not right.

Pepe was harmless.

He'd be alive
if he hadn't listened to me.

MacGYVER:
Jack...

you did not shoot Pepe.

Bodine did.

I might as well
have pulled the trigger.

I wish to hell
I'd never heard of the map,

the mine or the $5 million.

Why didn't I just listen to you?

Why start now?

[LAUGHS]

[SNIFFLES]

You know, the best thing
we can do for Pepe

is just get out
of this nightmare,

notify the authorities.

I've been thinking
about a way out.

You got a plan?

MacGYVER:
It can wait till morning.

Try to get some sleep.

[BIRDS SINGING]

[SNORING]

[PRISONER COUGHING]

[WHISPERS]:
Jasper.

Yo, Jasper.

I gotta see Bodine
and the Warden.

What is all this, Wrigley?
It'd better be worth my while.

Dalton and his friend
MacGyver --

they're planning to escape.

Huh. Good luck.

I heard 'em talking last night.

This MacGyver says
he's got some kind of plan.

When will this foolishness
transpire?

Uh, soon.

Dalton -- he's real worked up
about Pepe.

He said something about forgetting
the-the mine and the money.

I mean, he just wants
to bug out.

Money? What money?

Uh, I don't rightly know.

I mean, he was just jabbering on
about $5 million

and a... and a map.

More of his foolishness,
I expect,

but thank you, Wrigley.

I'll see that your diligence
is suitably rewarded.

Now get on back to the barracks
before you arouse suspicion.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Dalton and his buddy
weren't trying to escape.

That map of theirs must have
showed them the way

to B.B. Bartel's money.

Go get 'em.

I got a phone call to make.

[PRISONER CLEARING THROAT]

[RAPPING ON METAL]

PRISONER:
What's going on?

- [PRISONER COUGHS]
- Rise and shine, deadwood.

[SOFT GROANING]

[COUGHING]

- Step back, Kvosky.
- All right, sir.

- Move over.
- Yes, sir.

BODINE:
You all heard me.

The Warden wants you two
to stop by for breakfast.

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

What the hell...?

How'd you...?

Get the other guards.
We'll hunt 'em down.

I got 'em, sir.

Chain the rest of these guys
to their bunks and keep watch.

Yes, sir.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING,
DOG BARKING]

You all take the swamp road.

See if the gators
have at them boys.

I want every guard in
this place out looking.

Prisoners are shackled.
One man on the gate's plenty.

Move out!

MAN:
Sir, you got it!

Let's go!

Let's go!

We gotta get to a phone,
notify the authorities,

get the State Troopers in here.

Of course. Why didn't
I think of it before?

Louella!
Sweet Louella.

Her place is only
about five miles from here.

- She'll help us, don't you worry.
- [ENGINE STARTS]

Why would I worry?
You're her agent.

GUARD:
Hey, you! Stop!

[THREE GUNSHOTS]

Louella?

Sweetheart!

Jack Dalton!

Well, are you a sight.

Likewise, I'm sure.

I've come to take you to Hollywood,
but first we have to use your phone.

Well, uh, my phone
is temporarily out of order.

No sweat. MacGyver here's a
crackerjack. He can fix anything.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Louella, I'm crushed.

Oh, no,
I just stopped by this morning

to discuss Louella's
line of credit.

Didn't think you were
coming back, Jack.

Hey, wait a minute.

You boys broke out from
that prison camp, didn't you?

Why, sure you did. Now, that's
the Warden's car right there.

We had to.

The Warden's using prisoners
for slave labor up at the old mine.

We want to notify
the authorities.

Oh, I beg to differ on that.

You see, gentlemen,
I own that mine.

[GUN COCKING]

You boys must not have
been raised too good.

Didn't your mama ever
teach you it was impolite

to leave without
saying goodbye?

We got a lot
of talking to do, son.

You ought to go
inside now, Louella.

This is man's business out here.

Anything you say, Lyle.

I'd say you boys got only one
chance to redeem yourselves.

Where is the map?

Come on, Hollywood. Sing for me.

[DALTON CHOKING]

I... I...

I got the map.

Well, then, let's have it.

I got it right up here.

- Do you, now?
- Yep.

You boys want to work a deal?

Well, the only place
you're gonna work

is the spot
where the money is buried.

Bodine?

Get in the back, both of you.

- Why'd you tell them?
- To keep us alive.

BODINE:
Grab the bar.

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

[ENGINE STARTS UP]

Your memory better be good, boy.

Your life depends on it.

[WATER TRICKLING]

BODINE:
How much further in?

MacGYVER:
Not far.

DALTON: I can't believe Uncle Charlie
fell in with you clowns.

RENFRO: Well, we come
into the picture kind of late.

Charlie come to the bank,

wanted to talk to Hudson
about getting at the mine.

Hudson pegged him right away
as an ex-con.

I run a make on him,
we find out he'd done time

with B.B. Bartel.

We had a little chat,
and Charlie spilled his guts.

Well, it's a nice,
neat little plan you got here:

prison labor to find the five million,
a banker to launder it.

Well, it's nice to know you recognize
genius when you see it, boy.

What happened to Charlie?

Well, you might say
he got cold feet.

Huh! You might say
he got cold all over.

[GUN COCKING]

Your Uncle Charlie
died real fast.

You, I'm gonna have
a lot more fun with.

Bodine, let's get on with it.

[WATER SLOSHING]

Well, this is
where the map indicated.

"X" marks the spot!

Well, this is it.

Must be in the mud pit.

Well, don't
just stand there gawking.

Crank that thing up
and haul it out.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[METALLIC CLANK]

[MACHINERY RUNNING]

[HEAVY THUD]

[HEAVY THUMP]

[MACHINERY SHUTS OFF]

[CLINKING SOUNDS]

My, my, ain't that
a pretty sight?

We got it.

Hot damn, we got it.

Well, boys...

time for a partin' of the ways.

RENFRO: No point in
leaving evidence around

for ballistics, I always say.

These fellas escaped,
holed up in the mine,

lit a candle, it turned out
to be a stick of dynamite.

Pitiful, ain't it?

- RENFRO: Bodine!
- Ah!

[YELLING]

MacGyver! The dynamite!

DALTON:
No! No! No!

Not the money!
Not the money, Mac!

[GRUNTS]

Get back!

[EXPLOSION]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

Five... million bucks.

Forget it, Jack.

It's only money.

Well, that's that.

You bet it is.

As soon as I get home,
I'm changing my phone number.

Come on, MacGyver,
don't be like this.

We're partners, compadres,
a team, like hominy and grits.

Like gasoline and matches.

I'm moving my houseboat
to an unlisted marina.

- How could you do this to me?
- Do this to you?!

You use me.

You lie to me.
You suck me in.

You... drive me up the wall.

What are friends for?

[LAUGHING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: "What are you
doing up here?" he asked himself.

Don't you remember?
You hate heights.

Or is it that heights hate you?

I could never figure out
which was which,

but either way,

I was determined that today
I was going to overcome it all.

I had a sizable rock face
called The Widowmaker to climb,

and an expert to show me
how to do it.

Wishful thinking.

There's an old climber's saying.

"It's not the fall
that kills you.

It's the sudden stop."

Mike?

Yes, MacGyver, what is it?

What do you suggest I do now?

Is there a problem?

Oh, no.

Just hanging around down here.
Not a foothold in sight.

That's because you've narrowed
your sights to the ground below.

Think up.

Now check yourself, waist high,

over to your left
about three feet.

There's a good hold.

See it?

Yeah, I see it.

- How the heck...?
- Don't look down.

Just pull yourself up.

You're really enjoying this,
aren't you?

Having the time of my life.

But hurry up.
My arms are getting tired.

[GRUNTING]

MIKE: Your hands
are probably sweaty.

Use your chalk bag.

[GRUNTING]

That's it. Good.

Keep going.

Good!

Very nice, MacGyver.

Executed with pure finesse.

Not to mention panic.

Come on over here.

We'll do lunch.

I hate this stuff.

Chalk isn't one of my
favorite condiments.

Have a bout
of vertigo down there?

Yeah.

You know, it's weird,
not knowing up from down.

Well, you straightened
yourself out just fine.

Thanks for hanging on to me.

Oh, come on, MacGyver.

I've spent half my life
hanging on to you.

Uh-oh, she's getting suggestive
and he's getting uncomfortable...

Come on, Mike.
We've been friends a long time.

Maybe too long.

I didn't mean it
like that, I mean...

I just want more.

And not from someone else.

From you.

But then you're hopeless
and I'm hapless.

No, you're not.

You're my best friend.

Mike, we've always
been there for each other.

Isn't that
the most important thing?

All those women in your life

and you never learned
a thing, did you?

Look uh... just
forget about it.

No sense ruining a
beautiful friendship, right?

- Mike...
- We'd better get jamming.

We've got to make Widow's Ledge
and Broomstick Crack

before we lose our light.

Clip in...

I'm on belay.

Wait a minute.

Belay on.

Climbing.

Climb on.

Mike?

[GRUNTING]

Mike, you okay?

[GASPS]

Mike... you all right?

Oh... oh...

Falling!

Mike!

Mike!

Mac...

Mike!

Mike!

[SCREAMING]

THORNTON:
Did MacGyver call?

NIKKI:
No. Wasn't he at the funeral?

THORNTON:
No.

And he's not at his houseboat
either.

For all we know, he's probably
still holed up in my cabin.

Eh... well, I guess I've got
to give him a few more days.

This is serious, huh?

Yeah, it's serious.
MacGyver is running.

The funny thing
about running is,

you always end up
taking yourself with you.

Listen, it took
a chopper rescue team

to get him off that mountain.

He must have been paralyzed
with fear.

Maybe.

And he's probably blaming
himself for what happened.

And God knows what did happen.

I can't explain it.

Mike was an expert.

You know, she climbed
The Widowmaker twice before?

She and MacGyver went way back,
didn't they?

Well... they were, uh...
the best of friends.

MacGyver?

Kind of thought
I'd find you here.

You want to talk?

No, Pete, I don't.

All right, I'll talk.

You may not want to hear
this right now, but...

I'm going to tell you anyway.

I went to the service for Mike.

And it was very special.

There was a good feeling there.

A lot of love.

I want you to know that...

everyone understood
why you weren't there.

Thanks.

Well...

you've been up here over a week.

Don't you think
it's time you came home?

To what?

Oh, well, I don't know.

Your life... friends...
work... the foundation.

I've got a couple of cases
that have your name on them.

No, thanks.

You know, that may be exactly
what you need right now.

Forget it.

Okay.

So what are you going to do?

Sit around up here,
beating your brains out?

Over something
you can do nothing about?

Something that's
already happened?

Punishing yourself is not going
to bring Mike back.

Neither is working for you,
so get off my case.

Look... I know nothing's going
to bring her back.

It was my fault.

Do you understand that?

You want to know what I think?

I think Mike fell.

And there was nothing
you could do about it.

Pete, I want you
to understand something.

I want to be left alone.

Away from everybody...
away from everything.

Okay?

Okay.

You got it.

Take care of yourself.

NIKKI:
Hello. MacGyver, you home?

This is Nikki.

You've been gone
for, uh, what, two weeks now?

Gone?

- I hope you're doing okay.
- Gone where?

But I guess
if you're hearing this,

you've gotten tired of playing
old man of the mountain.

Pete and I left messages for you
at Ellard's store...

but I suppose you don't
get out much.

Anyway...

I know this is tough for you,

and I want you to know I'm here
if you want to talk, okay?

Call me.

We miss you.

But I only miss once.

DALTON:
Mac, how you doing?

It's your old buddy,
Jack Dalton.

I missed you at the funeral.

Everybody did.

Listen, I want you to hang tough
and call me, will you, partner?

[BEEPING]

THORNTON:
MacGyver, it's Pete...

Hi, Pete.
How's tricks?

...all right, I know.

You want to be left alone.

But I'm starting to get worried.

You know me:
I'm just that way...

I'll see that he gets
the message.

...if you don't mind, give your old
pal a call when you're ready, huh?

I hope you're all right.
Just take care of yourself.

Oh, I'll take care of him
all right.

And I'll be back
to take care of you.

NIKKI:
How was he?

Not good at all.

There was no life in him.

Can you imagine MacGyver
with no smile?

No light behind the eyes?

In fact, he wouldn't
even talk to me really.

Maybe somebody else should try.

Nikki, I've known MacGyver
for eight years.

I don't think
I know anyone close enough

to get through to him right now.

Pete, is it possible
that you're too close?

- What do you mean by that?
- Well, maybe what he needs

is someone that he
doesn't know so well --

someone that he can open up to.

Someone like you, maybe?

Nikki, you and MacGyver
have never agreed on anything.

Yeah, that's true, but
I was just thinking...

You're really worried
about him, aren't you?

Well, like you said --
no smile, no light behind the eyes.

Somebody's got to try.

Hmm.

Well, maybe I've been
going at it the wrong way.

Maybe you're exactly
what he does need.

THORNTON: Stop at the
general store in Ridgemont.

Talk to a man named Ellard.

He'll give you
whatever you need,

and point you
in the right direction.

[PHONE RINGS]

MAN:
Hello. Ellard's Grocery.

Hi there, Roy. Hang on a sec.

As I was saying,
these rock climbers

are a crazy bunch --
a breed apart.

But Mike, she was one
of the sensible ones.

Oh, not that climbing the Widowmaker
makes any sense to me at all.

But Mike, she didn't have
no death wish, you know?

She knew what she was doing,

or she wouldn't have taken
MacGyver up there in the first place.

Has MacGyver come down here?

Nope. He's just been
keeping to himself.

Oh, some of the locals
have seen him now and then --

hiking, fishing, whatnot.

I know what he's going through.

I was on a destroyer went down
in the Battle of Midway.

Lost some good buddies.

Well, you put them to bed,
but you never forget them.

Know what I mean?

Yeah. Oh, listen, no need
to keep your friend waiting.

Go on. I can
take it from here.

You sure?

I'm sure. Thanks, Ellard.

And I'll be sure
to tell Pete you said hello.

[ENGINE GRINDING]

Terrific!

MAN: You want to
pop your hood, lady?

Let me see what the problem is.

I know there's plenty of gas.

You want to try her now, ma'am?

[ENGINE STARTS]

Looks like you got some frayed
spark plug wires there, ma'am.

You going to be
traveling far today?

Well, not right away.

I'm heading up to the end of
Widow Canyon. Visiting a friend.

Widow Canyon?

It's mighty beautiful
up there, ma'am.

Your friend -- he'd be, uh...
mechanically inclined?

Oh, yes. Most definitely.

Well, I'd have him strip
and clean those wires real good.

I will. Thank you.

Hello!

MacGyver?

Anybody home?

[DOOR CREAKS]

Hi, stranger.

I was going to ask you
how you're keeping yourself,

but the answer's pretty obvious.

You look awful.

You came all the way up here
to give a critique?

It's a start.

- How did you find me?
- Pete.

I told him to leave me alone.

- And he has.
- So what are you doing here?

Trying to help.

Don't need any.

So... that's it?

Over and out, huh?

Listen, MacGyver, time
to get back with the living.

Nikki...

go home.

Oh, I will, soon as you
get your act together.

Did you hear me?

Yeah. Now, I'm going to be
running you a hot bath in there

while I put the supplies away.

Figured you'd be tired
of eating fish by now, huh?

Look! I don't want you here!

I don't need you!
I can take care of myself!

Boy, you sure know how to make
a girl feel welcome, don't you?

You invited yourself.

I came here because
I care about you, you jerk.

Now, MacGyver, we are
friends, aren't we?

Spare yourself.

Friends of mine
end up getting hurt.

Oh, I'd sure like to see you
scrub some of that self-pity off

along with the rest of the dirt.

To hear you talk, it's as if you
pushed Mike off the mountain.

Hey! You know
nothing about it.

That's why I came here.

Tell me about it.

You're staying, I'm leaving.

That's right. Go ahead.

Let it make
a basket case out of you.

That way, you don't have
to be any good to anybody --

not even yourself.

Look at me. You've
got one hell of a nerve

thinking you're responsible
for what happened.

Mike was the expert climber,
not you.

Mike made the mistake.
Not you.

You don't understand.

No, I don't.

I don't understand how you
can go on blaming yourself.

You didn't push her, did you?

Yes! Yes, I did.

I pushed her away when she
needed something from me.

I hurt her...
and she fell.

And there wasn't anything you
could do to save her, was there?

It's not as simple as that.

You know something?

The funny thing
about running away

is that you've got to
take yourself with you.

Look, Nikki, there's something
I want you to understand.

What?

What is it?

What are those?

WOMAN'S VOICE: I have
it arranged... just in case.

MALE VOICE: And you
cooperated so beautifully.

She's a man.

He's a killer.

Murdoc.

His pictures.

His calling card.

That's impossible.

He's dead.

Murdoc's dead.

MURDOC:
Not quite, MacGyver!

It's your turn to burn,
MacGyver!

Remember me, MacGyver?

When last we parted,
I had a couple of broken bones

and you left me with
a whole lot of burnt flesh!

I saw that maniac
at Ellard's store.

That's Murdoc.

He's not your normal
professional killer.

Get ready to break for the door.

Where are you going?

NIKKI:
Look out!

Oh...!

[SCREAMS]
No!

Get the door!

Go, run!

Get in the jeep!

Your car or mine?

Mine.

- Oh, no.
- We'll take yours.

Keys.

That fire won't keep him
stalled for long.

[BEEPING]

This guy's a nut case.

Yeah, no kidding.

Oh, God.

[MUTED BEEPING]

Wait a minute.
Quiet. Quiet!

[MUTED BEEPING]

What's that noise?

[MUTED BEEPS]

[BEEPING]

That's bad news.

[BEEPING]

Come on.

[BEEPING]

That jerk. He's nuts!

Wait a minute.

Come on! He's probably
halfway down the trail by now.

Look.

He's mined the whole road
going out.

Mines?

He carries around
mines with him?

How on earth did you get
mixed up with this guy?

Wrong place, wrong time...

it's a long story.

What now?

MacGyver, he's going
to be on us.

Get with it.

There's no telling how many mines
he set down the road there.

The only way to go is up.

The last thing we need
is some madman

with a flame-thrower
on our backs.

Grab the jumper cables.
They're in the back.

What are you going
to do with these?

Hook them to this battery.

Then I'll wire the whole thing
to that radio antenna

and make a kind of, arc welder.

NIKKI: Hurry, MacGyver.
I hear him coming.

[YELLS]

Go!

It's not over.

So we've knocked out
his flame thrower.

But something tells me
this guy doesn't give up easily.

No, he doesn't.

We're gonna need some help.

Oh, really?

Brilliant deduction.

You know, unless you're close
personal friends of Smokey the Bear,

we're not going to find
much help between here

and the top
of this mountain.

Come on. I've got
to make a phone call.

A phone call?!

How do you plan on
making this call?

Well, two to one Ellard's gabbing
to somebody down at the store.

Uh, lend me your bracelet
and your belt.

What for?

I'm gonna climb up
and tap an SOS into the line.

Ellard's a Navy man.

Hopefully, he'll pick up on it.

If he's on the line.

Well, it's the best I can do.

With any luck,
he'll call for help.

What can I do to help?

Cross your fingers.

[TAPPING]

[CHUCKLING]

Oh, Buzz is a lady-killer,
you know that.

Buzz?! Are you chipped?

Have a good day, Margaret.

Well, I bet you my bottom dollar

he's over at Helen's place
right now.

- Think so?
- Yeah.

And I don't mean for tea.

[CLICKING]

What's that confounded
clicking going on?

- Huh?
- Do you hear that?

[CLICKING]

Wait... Wait, that's an SOS.

Son of a gun.
That's an SOS!

- Naw...
- Don't you tell me.

I was a signal man,
20 years active service, Bub.

Now hush up.

W-I...

[CLICKING]

Widowmaker.

M-A...

[CLICKING]

Oh, MacGyver!

Is it working?

There's no way to tell yet.

[GUN COCKS]

MacGyver...

you're about to be disconnected.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUN COCKS]

[GUNSHOT]

NIKKI:
MacGyver! Get down!

All right, let's go.

There's no place else to run.

Yes, there is: up.

[QUIETLY]
Oh, no.

Helen, Pete here.

Call the DSX.

Tell them Murdoc is alive.

That's right.

A what?

An SOS from who?

Ellard?

Oh, no.

Listen, I want a chopper
waiting for me

at the heliport in ten minutes.

That's right.
I'm going up to Widow Canyon.

Murdoc's up there!
He's after MacGyver.

[NIKKI SIGHS]

So, what do you think?

MacGyver, what's
the matter with you?

Nothing.

I'm all right.

Somehow we got to find
a way down there.

MacGYVER: That's
1,200 feet of vertical face.

Look, if we don't find a way,

our only other alternative
is Murdoc and his rifle.

There's one chance.

There's cover below Widow Ledge.

But we'd have to free climb
Broomstick Crack to get to it.

Free climb?

I know.

I'm not looking forward
to it, either.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

MacGYVER:
All right.

Keep coming, Nikki.
You're doing good.

Come on.

That's it.

NIKKI:
Okay. Hold me. Hold me.

MacGYVER: No, no, no, come on.
Nikki, you're doing fine.

Just take it easy,
an inch at a time.

Sorry I got you into this.

[CHUCKLES] That's what
I get for crashing your party.

You all right?

Falling!

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

Yeah.

It was Mike's.

This is where she fell.

Wait here.

NIKKI:
MacGyver?

[GRUNTING]

MacGyver!

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]
Stay put!

Don't move.

I'm all right.

I got Mike's rope.

NIKKI:
MacGyver... you all right?

All right,
stick this around your waist.

Go ahead. Toss it.
I'm ready.

Okay, here I come.

That's it, Nikki.

Keep coming. Come on.

[SIGHING]

Oh, finally.

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Sit down, will you?
Stay back.

What's this?

It's a chalk bag.

It was Mike's, too.

Climbers use it
to keep their hands dry.

What's this?

It's part of her harness.

NIKKI:
You mean it just came off?

So that's what happened,
isn't it, MacGyver?

Something like that.

So it wasn't your fault.

Is that all I have
to tell myself?

No, more. The truth.

You were her friend.
You did all that you could do.

It wasn't enough, was it?

MacGyver, you can't
bring her back.

Even if you could
relive the moment,

Mike still would have fallen.

Please, come back
to the present.

Murdoc is still after us.

There's a ledge
right below us...

where we can hide out of sight.

Put some of this on your hands.

Then we stay put, right?

Right.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

That's it, Nikki.

Keep coming.

Come on.

You're all right.
I got you.

Oh, the things
I get into with you.

Thanks, friend.

Anytime.

Now what?

We're gonna need
climbing harnesses.

We can make it out of this rope.

Are you kidding me?

I thought we were just
gonna wait this out.

Well, we are,
but we're still gonna have

to climb up
after they nail Murdoc.

Up? You never said
anything about up.

You're expecting a sky hook?

[SIGHS]

That might be nice.

Mind if I drop in?

NIKKI:
Oh, no, no...

- [ROARS]
- [NIKKI SCREAMS]

[NIKKI SCREAMS]

Nikki?

MacGyver!

[MURDOC ROARS, GRUNTS]

[YELLING]

- I gotcha.
- [GASPING]

[ROARS]

Say goodbye, MacGyver!

MacGyver...!

I got you!

- I can't...
- Just hold on.

[PANTING]

[GRUNTING]

All right, now, hold on.

Hold on? You hold on.

MacGyver, you can't!

Just grab on to my wrists.

Go ahead. Do it!

- That's it.
- [GASPING]

Now the other one.

I can't!

Walk!

Now, press your feet
into the rock.

Just walk yourself up.

Walk!

[GRUNTS]

You okay?

[PANTING]

How about yourself?

Good.

Real good.

No way, MacGyver, forget it.

Come on, you got
down here, didn't you?

We'll have these
harnesses on the way up.

You go up. I'm staying put
till the cavalry arrives.

Look, I don't know if
the SOS got through.

And even if it did, it'll take
them hours to de-mine that road.

I can wait.

Come on, Nikki. Where's
your spirit of adventure?

I left it back at Pete's cabin.

Okay.

What are you doing?

I told you,
I'm not climbing out.

I heard you.

This'll keep you from
rolling off the ledge,

if you happen to fall
asleep tonight.

Tonight? MacGyver, you...

you are not gonna leave me here.

Oh, I'll be back with
a chopper in the morning.

One minute you can't even
look down the mountain,

and the next minute
you're a mountain goat.

[SIGHS LOUDLY]

I'm glad that you're back
among the living.

Really, I am.

I only wish you could do it
with a little balance.

These extreme changes
are not good.

I'll work on it.

[SIGHS]

Now, like I taught you:
by the numbers.

By the numbers.

All right.

Belay on.

Climbing.

Climb on.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[CROWD MURMURS]

Now that I have your attention,

let it be known
that the annual Fizzics Follies

has been fractioned
to the final four finalists.

The great,

just ask him, Geoffrey Kramer.

WOMAN:
Geoffrey!

[APPLAUSE]

The beautiful, in both brain

and body, Hillary Chapman.

MAN: All right, Hillary!
You get my vote!

The prodigal son

of the great one himself,
David Ryman.

- All right, David!
- You can do it. You can do it.

And last,
but certainly not least,

uh, this year's cinch winner

with the best barricade since
the Great Wall of China... me.

[LAUGHTER, APPLAUSE]

Thank you...

Thank you.

WOMAN:
We love you, guy.

MAN:
All right.

- AARON: Good luck, everybody.
- See you later.

DAVID:
MacGyver!

Bye.

Hey, MacGyver!

Dad told me you were coming
to judge the barricade contest.

Yeah, it's kinda tough to refuse
a request from your dad.

- How you doing, David?
- Oh, pretty good.

You sure haven't changed much.

That's the same jacket
you had ten years ago, isn't it?

Yeah, I'm kind
of attached to it.

Listen, congratulations.

I hear you're one
of the finalists.

Following Ryman family tradition
right down the line.

Now all I got to do is win.

Yeah, but don't worry.

With you here as referee,
the fix is in.

Sure it is.

Look, I got to go pick
something up before class.

You heading over
to check in with the Great One?

Yep.

Okay, I'll catch you there.

MacGYVER: The Fizzics Follies
had been a tradition

at Western Tech
for almost 30 years.

The first winner of the barricade
contest was my mentor, Julian Ryman,

who had barricaded the lab in the
Physics building during his senior year.

Ryman went on to
become a professor

and a Nobel Prize winner.

Not all of us were so brilliant.

Welcome back, MacGyver.

Reflecting on past glories?

It does bring back
some memories.

- How you doing, professor?
- Oh, fine.

I continue to be a
little disappointed

when those who show a shred
of promise flee the fold.

There you are, MacGyver, in
the Physics Hall of Fame.

But where are you, MacGyver?

Happy doing what I'm doing.

Oh, nonsense. You should
have stayed with physics.

I expanded my horizons,
went in other directions.

Ohh...
[CHUCKLES]

So you're looking
forward to seeing

your son's picture
up there along with yours?

[SCOFFING CHUCKLE]

I saw David outside.
How's he doing?

B's. He's getting B's.
A few A's.

That's not what I mean.

How is he doing?

Oh!

Fine.

[BELL CLANGING]

Come and see the next
generation in action.

You can be depressed
along with me.

[VARIOUS INDISTINCT
CONVERSATIONS]

23.7 below.

Perfect.

Hi.

When I heard the rumor about

some nerdling breaking into
the ROTC storage compound

and making off
with their cannon,

I wondered,
"Where's David?"

Oh, vicious lies.

I didn't forget.
Happy birthday.

Thanks.

It was yesterday.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You seem to say
that a lot lately.

Well, I guess I've had
a lot on my mind lately.

Like the barricade contest?

You didn't sleep again last night,
did you, David?

You look awful.

You're gonna kill yourself.

Well, the thought
crossed my mind.

Quit talking like that.

I'm kidding. Just kidding.

STUDENT 1:
I got about 84.

- STUDENT 2: Here he comes.
- You did?

- Yeah.
- Oh, good.

Good afternoon, Professor Ryman.

Afternoon.

Uh... class.

I would like to introduce
to you Mr. MacGyver,

who will be observing today.

MacGYVER:
Hi.

STUDENTS:
Hi.

Mr. MacGyver
is a former student here,

though of course,
not in your league.

He was gifted.

[STUDENTS GROAN]

Mr. MacGyver is
also the alumni referee

for the culmination
of the barricade contest,

so I know you're going to treat him
with deference and respect.

Ready your experiments
and I'll check them over.

You may not be able to tell

from some of the
constructions, MacGyver,

but the prodigies are all focusing
on low-temperature physics --

superconductors,

because, of course, that's where
all the big bucks are today.

Isn't that right,
my little geniuses?

- Using argon.
- KRAMER: Yes, sir.

How thin is your film?

I got it down
to four atomic layers.

That's impressive, Mr. Kramer.
Very impressive.

Thank you, sir.

DAVID:
Aw, now, look at this.

These results don't
make any sense.

Yeah, maybe you got a leak
in the plumbing here somewhere.

Yeah, you're right, but I thought
I had it plugged yesterday.

MacGYVER:
Run the mass spectrometer again.

Well, there it is.

Have you tried
silicone, or Apiezon?

Silicone didn't work and the
stockroom's out of Apiezon.

Well, what you need
is something to stick

in the fracture that'll
expand as it freezes.

- DAVID: Like what?
- Think... for a change.

Yeah, well I need
the materials, don't I?

Improvise, David.

With what?

[SIGHS]

MacGyver could fix it,
couldn't you, MacGyver?

Spit.

STUDENT:
Sir?

Spit, spit, spit.

Nothing worse than a physicist
stupefied by the obvious.

Don't let him get to you.

No sweat.

Wasn't that a little rough?

Physics is about truth, not tact.

I was rough on you, too.

Yes, you were.
You were a tyrant,

but you humiliated David.

He's your son.

Nobody gonna give him
any points for that.

Oh, I should have seen it.

I'd been working hours
to plug that leak,

and my father does
it in three seconds.

Come on. He's been doing
physics his whole life.

Yeah, right, and he's
got a Nobel Prize.

But you've got me.

Oh, he'll take notice when
I win the barricade contest.

David, that contest
is not the whole world.

Oh, I'm gonna win,

and I'm gonna get my picture
up on that wall next to his.

You want to see it?

You want to see my barricade?

You're kidding.

You mean you're going to share
the best-kept secret on this campus?

I'm honored.
I'm flattered, I'm...

Hey, this is a
limited-time offer.

Lead on.

I've been waiting months
to see your barricade, David.

Bizarre, David.
Really bizarre.

Hey, are you hiding
another woman back there?

Hey, hey, don't look back there!

JANET: David, I've
never seen you so jumpy.

Look, if you don't
want to show it to me,

I can wait till tomorrow.

No, no, it's just I want you to
try and figure it out first, okay?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Just wait till you see this.

A garage-door opener.

Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet.

[HUMMING FANFARE]

A miniature!

That's incredible!

No wonder it's been
taking you so long.

Aw, the true genius is the way
the miniature works.

You mean it actually
opens and closes?

Yeah. Just like the real thing.

Okay... step one.

You're here
to bust my barricade.

What's the first thing you do?

Look through the peephole.

What do you see?

I see a room
and the garage door opener.

Right. But now...

A periscope over the peephole.

The plot thickens.

Now what are you doing?

I'm lining up the model of
this room with the periscope,

so, if you're looking
through the peephole,

now what do you see?

I see the same thing.

I see what looks like the room,

but I'm really looking
at the miniature.

Door locked?

Door locked.

Okay. What does a brilliant
barricade buster do next?

I dig up a scanner
to locate the frequency

your remote operates on.

Excellent. Excellent.

Now, assuming you find it?

Push the button...

- And the miniature opens.
- Right.

And at the same time that's happening,
the big motor turns,

and the real one
closes. Look.

JANET:
You mean the door is open

the whole time they're
trying to figure it out?

Uh-huh. And when
they solve the problem,

the solution
creates the barricade.

Well, what do you think?

It's brilliant.

Worthy of the Ryman name?

JANET: Oh, more than worthy.
You're wonderful.

Oh, I can't wait to see the look

on my father's face
when I win tomorrow.

Neither can I.

David...

You promised me you
were off this stuff.

Uh, yeah, I-I know.

When I, when I
finish this thing.

No, David, you promised!

Why don't you just lay off?

Give them to me.

Why don't you just
get out of here, okay?

- Leave me alone.
- No!

I'm not gonna let you kill yourself
over some stupid contest.

Janet!

Janet!

Janet! Wait a minute!

All right, you all know
the rules.

As each door is opened,

the occupant of that room
is eliminated.

But please, use your wits;
no heavy machinery.

[LAUGHTER]

The builder of the last
remaining barricade is the winner.

Oh, and do remember...

Einstein never won
a barricade contest.

[LAUGHTER]

BOY:
Good luck, Geoffrey.

Uh, Janet,

I tried calling you last night,
but you weren't home.

Yes, I was.

I just didn't know what to say.

But I'm really sorry.

David?

You waiting
for an engraved invitation?

Go win your contest, David.

I'll talk to you later.

Yeah.

What's the matter?
You seem worried.

You saw him.
He's a wreck.

The others started
working on their barricade

maybe a week or two ago.

David's devoted his life
to it for months.

- Why?
- To win.

To show his father
he's cut of the Ryman cloth.

What does the professor think
about this?

Are you kidding?

He can't see past his own ego.

He has no idea what
he's doing to his own son.

I mean, it's no
wonder David's taking...

Taking what?

Nothing.

Janet...

is David taking drugs?

It's all the time now.

He's moody, he doesn't eat,

he never sleeps.

And he jokes
about killing himself,

and I can't tell
if he's serious or not.

Janet, if you care about him,
it's something you got to deal with.

It's not just gonna go away.

- I've got to talk to him.
- No! No, please.

You can't lay this on him now.

Just wait a couple of hours
till after the contest,

and then we'll both talk to him,
okay?

All right.

Okay. Geoffrey Kramer starts out
with Aaron Turner's door.

Aaron, you want
to set up the problem?

I'd love to.

We have, uh, 12 dead bolt locks.

Some of the keys
you turn this way

and it locks or unlocks.

Some of the keys you turn
this way,

and it locks or unlocks.

[STUDENTS MURMURING]

All Geoffrey has to do is, uh, get
all 12 unlocked at the same time.

Try to be a good loser, Jeffy.

[LAUGHTER, APPLAUSE]

Simply stated,
the barricade presents

a possibility of 4,096
different key combinations.

Hmm, well, at least you've
got that much figured out, Jeffy.

Difficult, but not impossible.

All right, next.

David, you get Hillary's door.

Okay. Unlike Aaron,
my barricade works

from inside the room.

Have a look, David.

What David sees is a balance
scale holding two vessels.

One filled
with a fine French Chablis,

the other with
ordinary tap water.

The object is to tip the scale
in either direction,

completing the electrical
circuit to unlock the door.

[ALL MURMURING]

Thank you.

David, your turn.

Well, mine is a
mechanical barricade.

Now, empirical observation,

an analytical mind,

and some common sense
should get it open.

How long it'll take?

Well, that's another question.

Oh, it looks
like a garage door opener.

Interesting.

I'm looking forward to
solving this one myself, Hillary.

But do your best anyway.

[STUDENTS GROAN]

Mr. Kramer, your turn.

Mr. MacGyver,

Professor Ryman,
fellow competitors, observe.

A time lock

ticking down
to the grand opening

of this room tomorrow
morning at 9:00 a.m.

Hey, the rules say there's got
to be a way in,

besides using a sledgehammer.

Oh, there is.

One just has to be bright enough
to find it.

[LAUGHTER AND GROANS]

All right, you all have
the set-up.

Four doors, four finalists.

You have your assignments, so...

So, let the games begin.

Professor, you know David's
been knocking himself out

to make his barricade
as famous as yours.

Really? Oh, I'm happy
to hear that.

It's put a lot of
pressure on him.

Pressure, MacGyver,
is what turns coal into diamonds.

All I have to do
is find the right frequency,

and you have yourself
a winner, MacGyver.

Well give it a shot, Hillary.
Come on.

- Will you plug that in for me?
- Oh, sure.

I'm afraid young Aaron is,
uh, on the wrong track.

Well, from the looks of all the
equipment they just brought in,

I'd say we have
a contest on our hands.

Trying to run all 4,096
different combinations

at an average
of ten seconds per try,

would take me
more than 12 hours.

So, using these iron filings
and a magnet,

I'm going to magnetize
each lock,

and provide a visual reference

as to whether the bolt is open
or closed.

Ah.

This one's closed,
as you can see.

Now it's open.

Very clever.

Everything between the two poles
of this magnet is magnetized.

Wherever a lock bolt is closed,
the iron filings will stick.

Two more are locked.

Nice work.

Now they're open.

Excellent analysis,
Mr. Kramer.

Thank you, sir.
I take pride in my creativity.

[STUDENTS MURMURING]

I think he's got it.
I think he's got it.

Give me a hand over here.

Come on, Aaron.
You can do it.

Geoffrey's moving
along pretty fast.

[DEVICE HUMMING]

Check out, David.

[HUMMING GETS LOUDER]

Whoa.

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE WHIRRING]

Hey, I did it!

All right.

KRAMER:
As did I.

Well.

Hillary, looks like we finally
have something in common.

All right, everyone,
we have our finalists.

And may the better
physicist win.

And we know who that is,
don't we?

[STUDENTS GROAN]

- How's Geoffrey doing?
- Not even close.

Oh, good.

Hey, everyone, I built
a frequency converter!

Oh, that's great.

He hypes the electric frequency
and the clock goes faster.

I do believe he's going to win.

Don't be so sure.

I think I got it.

I found the frequency.

[STUDENTS MURMURING]

Very clever, David.

The garage door opener has
nothing to do with it, does it?

BOY:
Come on, David.

Come on, David.

This is your chance.

Okay, come on!
Come on! Come on.

All right, it's working!

All right, David!

I'm gonna win! I'm gonna win!

JANET: Come on, 9:00!
Come on!

Come on, 9:00!

DAVID:
5:15...

Oh, 6:00.

Come on.

6:15,

6:30,

6:45,

7:00!

Look at that!
It's gonna work.

JANET:
David!

- 7:30.
- I got it!

JANET:
What?

It's all an illusion.

The door isn't locked at all!

Let's congratulate the winner.

Very well done, Mr. Kramer.
Well done.

[BEEPS]

Ten more seconds...

Congratulations, Geoffrey.

Hey, I'm sorry.

David, you came in second.

You did great.

Now, come on.
Get some perspective.

You know, I used
to get mad at my father

for not believing in me.

But he's right.

I am a loser.

Who's gonna buy me
the first drink?

- Not me!
- Not me!

HILLARY: I will, Geoffrey.
Let's go.

Will I see you later
at the party?

Yes.

GIRL:
Come on, Hillary.

BOY:
All right, Hillary!

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

Tony!

Excuse me.

Have you seen David, MacGyver?

No sir, I haven't, but I would
like to talk to you about him.

I hope he's not staying away
because he lost.

That's hardly the Ryman way.

What's that, staying away...

or losing?

Sir,

would you please join me?

Professor, I think there's
something going on with David

that you are not aware of.

Oh, what's that?

Pressure.

Possible burnout.

Every student on this campus,
Mr. MacGyver,

is pushed to his limits,
you know that.

Maybe for David it's too much.

Janet says he doesn't sleep.

He overreacts to things,
like this contest.

And, professor,

he's taking speed
to stay up for things.

Speed?

My son -- drugs?

Yes, sir.

David needs help.

No, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, MacGyver.

I don't believe that.

Not any of it.

No, sir, you don't, do you?

You don't see any of it.

But there's a difference.

Like Geoffrey here.

He handles pressure
in a totally different way.

I heard my name mentioned.

Of course.
It's my party.

No, actually, Geoffrey,

I was just starting to talk
about how you won the contest.

Right. Well, like I told you,
the door was never locked.

Do you want to tell the
professor how you knew that?

A little luck,
a little ingenuity.

Uh... I don't think so.

I don't have
to tell you anything.

I think you do.

Mr. Kramer...

we're talking about physics here,
not a game show.

Now I think you will tell me,

specifically, what line
of scientific inquiry

led you to your results?

Hey, you all saw it.

The door was open,
it was an optical illusion.

He used that periscope.

That's right, he did.
That's exactly what he did.

But you had no way
of knowing that.

Geoffrey, you opened the door,
but you never looked inside.

You never saw a periscope.

At least not this afternoon.

David won the barricade contest,
didn't he?

RYMAN:
Mr. Kramer?

We'll go and find my son.

Yeah.

I told you all that hard work
was going to pay off.

He won.

He certainly couldn't
do that on drugs.

Professor, you're
not hearing me.

David needs help.

He is a kid who's begging
you to listen.

Nonsense, MacGyver.

Pressure turns coal into diamonds,
is that it?

Well, that's
a physical fact, MacGyver.

It can also crush it to dust.

- In this part...
- Oh, thank God!

I was just coming to get you.
Hurry.

David's on the phone.

He's barricaded himself
in the physics lab.

David, your father
and MacGyver are here.

They want to talk to you.

Oh, no, no, no...

What's happening, David?

David.

Hey, Dad.

We're going to make history
over this one.

♪ Ryman and son ♪

♪ Ryman and son ♪

♪ Ryman and son, yeah! ♪

RYMAN:
David...

David, you won
the barricade contest.

Oh, barricade contest, hell!

I built the barricade
to end all barricades.

David...

The whole physics lab...

I've got it wired.

I even outdid you, Dad.

I built a bomb.

So how about it,
Professor Ryman?

Think we'll get
famous over this?

Oh, it's the ultimate, huh?

David, what do you say
you lighten up a little bit?

How about if I come over
there and we talk about it?

Oh, will you bring a six-pack?

Oh, you know me.

Carrot juice is about
as heavy as I get.

What do you say?

No go, MacGyver.

This lab is for Rymans only.

Rymans only.

I'll be there in five minutes.

David, please stop
the foolishness...

What does he mean,
he's wired the physics lab?

It's that whole thing with
his father, you know.

The great original barricade.

It won't be easy
to get in there.

Do you think this bomb
thing is for real?

There's only one way
to find out.

Listen, I'm finally going to make
a big mark on this campus,

Professor Ryman.

All over the campus.

David... David, not professor.

Please, David, I'm your father.

Since when?

MacGYVER: Listen,
I'm going over there.

I want you two to
keep him talking.

- Keep him busy.
- I'm going with you.

So, now he's got your attention?

RYMAN:
What?

Are you saying this is my fault?

You're the one that has
the Nobel Prize.

You figure it out.

Yeah, you tell 'em, Janet!

All right, that's enough.

We've got to calm him down.
I want you to keep him talking.

Well, it's time for the lesser
of the Ryman clan to sign off.

Or should I say, sign out?

David, can we talk about this?

Oh, talk, talk, talk.

How come all of a sudden
everyone wants to talk?

You know,

if he really has built a bomb,

this whole campus is in danger.

Why? What do you mean?

Plutonium. Nuclear physics
is in the lab above mine.

David, it doesn't have
to be like this.

It's too late.

No time.

What's he done?

David?

David!

Good evening, Professor Ryman.

[YELLS]

- Are you all right?
- Oh, yes, I think so.

See what happens when
you try and get too close?

You get hurt.

Janet, I got to go.

If you hear a loud bang,
it was just me saying goodbye.

David? David, wait.

Talk to me!

David, pick up the phone!

[CLICKING]

He's wired a motion detector to
some high voltage power source.

If we get too close...

We're toast.

Ingenious. Damn it.

MacGYVER: We're going to have
to blindside that detector somehow.

Keep him busy.

RYMAN:
David.

David, we have to talk.

Oh, you want to talk?

That's a joke.
Talk about what?

Anything you say.

Okay.

How about the swim meet
you never showed up at?

Or what about
the Christmas presents

Mom used to buy me
and sign your name to?

I was busy.

Oh yeah, right, busy.

When's my birthday?

What do you mean?

I mean, when's my birthday?

Uh... it's in May.

Your birthday's in May.

When in May?

Yours is March 11.

When's my birthday?!

You don't know, do you?

Uh, the 24th of May.

June 6.

You lose.

David, David, if
that bomb is detonated,

it's going to injure uh,
more than just you and me.

Knock, knock. Who's there?
Ryman and son.

Professor Ryman
and Professor Son.

David!

There is plutonium in the lab
directly above this one.

If you have a bomb, you could
contaminate the entire cam...

The whole area!

Plutonium?

You're lying.

No, it's the truth.

David, let us in.

David, what about
the other people?

What about Janet?

Janet...

Janet...

Hold it, hold it!
I got a way in.

What?

Acetic acid and ammonia.

Oh, very good.

Mix the gases, make a smoke
screen and blind the detector.

Go!

David!

- He's still got a strong pulse.
- Well, let's get him out of here.

Oh, wow.

You got an "A" on this
lab project, David.

Janet, you still there?

MacGyver, what's happening?

Janet, I want you
to call security.

Have them evacuate
the entire campus.

If this thing goes,

the nuclear physics lab
goes with it.

Do it now, Janet.

Oh, God.

RYMAN:
MacGyver!

He's coming around.

Call the bomb squad.

There's no time.

We're the bomb squad.

David... oh, sit up, son.

[GROANS]

Sit up.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, son.

There's got to be a liter
of nitroglycerin in here.

MacGyver, just get
David out of here.

I'll take care of the bomb.

Trust me, professor,
there's no time.

Besides, it's gonna
take two of us to do this.

I'm gonna need some tools. Uh...

flat head screwdriver
and needle-nose pliers.

I've got that kind
of stuff here, in my desk.

[CRASHING]

Forgive me.
I'm a little bit nervous.

I'd be worried if you weren't.

- Wire cutters.
- No, no,

he's built a collapsing circuit.

Cut a wire and she blows.

How has he triggered it?

It's a mercury switch.

That glob of mercury touches
any of the exposed wires,

the bomb goes off.

RYMAN:
Yeah, and the timer

is set to tilt the dish
with the mercury.

Four and a half minutes.

Yeah, we've got to get
inside and stop that timer.

Wait a minute! Stop!

He's got the screws wired.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

No way to disarm this bomb.

Professor, we're going
to have to contain the blast.

That's the only way we're gonna
save the Nuclear Physics Lab.

Contain?

[SNAPS FINGERS]
The elevator.

We can get it
to the sub-basement.

Well how do you move it
with a mercury switch?

Sir, you once said, "There's
no problem without a solution."

Liquid nitrogen.

Freeze the mercury.

- That's worth a try.
- I'll get the elevator.

[WHOOSHING]

No good.

No good.
It won't freeze.

That mercury's too
far down in there.

Well, we still got to get
this bomb to the elevator.

MacGyver, it's over 20 yards.

David.

David!

How do we disarm the bomb?

Can't.

Got to get out.

Professor, we got to move it.

How?

Very carefully.

Give me a hand here.

There's got to be a better way.

If you come up with it,
let me know.

Ready?

All right.

[CLANKS]

Easy, professor.

A minute fifteen.

All right, watch it here.

No! No.

Oh, God.

MacGYVER:
55 seconds.

We got to defuse it.

I can't even begin to think
under this kind of pressure.

Pressure.

Pressure. That's it!

What?

Gas pressure.

If I can heat that switch...
I can bust it wide open.

I'm not sure I understand.

[ELECTRICAL POPPING]

We need to get these wires
between the panels.

Pry open the lid.

If I can get
these wires hot enough,

it'll cook the mercury.

And heat it to a gaseous state.

Of course.
20 seconds.

[ELECTRICAL BUZZING]

Come on.

[BUZZING]

[ELECTRICAL POPPING]

[YELLS]

[BOTH SIGHING]

You're gonna be
all right, David.

- You're gonna be fine.
- The bomb...

The bomb squad's
taken care of it.

Oh, Dad, I'm sorry.

David, please.

Don't talk.
Be quiet.

Let's go.

David!

He's gonna be all right.

But it's gonna take time.

Oh, I'll make the time.

Oh, MacGyver.

Thank you.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[SNEEZES]

MacGYVER: Anyone who sounds
like this should be home in bed.

The fact is, I was,
but after a weekend

of hearing myself sneeze...

[SNEEZES]

I was desperate.

So, here I am,
searching for the ingredients

to an old home remedy.

Excuse me.

Can you tell me where I can find
some eucalyptus leaves?

Australia.

Thanks for your help.

[SNEEZES]

All right, folks!
You know what this is!

Everybody listen up!

Do what you're told
and you don't get hurt!

Come on. Hands
on your head now.

You! Take this bag
and fill it.

Hurry up. Come on!

MacGYVER: I knew I shouldn't have
gotten out of bed this morning.

Move it.

You think we're playing
with you? Come on!

My search for a cure
for the common cold

turned into finding
a remedy for robbery.

Come on!

I figured some homemade tear
gas just might do the trick.

Come on. I'm not playing with you.
Come on. Gimme that!

Everybody shut up
and nobody gets hurt.

- You first.
- Don't hurt me! Please!

Now you. Start stuffing
that bag. Let's go.

Forget the checks and coins.
Come on. Come on.

WOMAN:
Please, stop.

- Come on.
- No. No, not this!

- Put it in the bag.
- All right.

ROBBER:
All right -- you!

A dash of the right spices,
a little baking soda...

ROBBER:
You too, lady.

Some vinegar...

What?
Come on. Come on.

And we have the recipe
for a very unpleasant surprise.

Where you going, buddy?
Hold it right there.

ROBBER 2:
That's it.

Okay, people.

The quicker we're done,
the quicker we're out of here.

The ring too, lady.

WOMAN:
I can't get it off.

ROBBER:
Come on. Get it off.

Come on, lady.

The necklace, come on.

WOMAN:
I can't do it any faster.

Hold it!

Just freeze where you are.

Give me your wallet
and your watch.

Now!

Right. Right, it's yours.

That's it.
Get the watch. Get the watch!

It's just a cheapo.

[SHRIEKS]

Way to go, kid!

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

[SNEEZES]

MacGyver, I thought you
were going to stay home in bed

and take care of that cold.

I was. I am.

How was I to know I was
going to walk into a robbery?

Police kept me
tied up for hours.

Well, the hidden cost
of heroism.

[SNEEZES]

Do yourself a favor, will you?

Go down to the research library,
find the books you want,

and go home to bed.

Well, good morning, MacGyver.

I thought you were home in bed.

I'm working on it.

Here you go, Pete.

I guess that makes it official.

Well, it certainly does.

Congratulations.

Welcome to the
Phoenix Foundation.

CARPENTER:
Thank you.

THORNTON: The executive
committee met yesterday,

and officially
voted Nikki on board.

Oh, hey.
That's terrific.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Of course, you understand

this doesn't necessarily mean
we'll be working together.

CARPENTER:
Oh, of course not.

MacGYVER: It's nothing
personal here, mind you,

but we do seem to work
in different ways.

People.

That's right.
I'm a professional,

and you make up stuff
as you go along.

- Whatever works.
- That's right.

Nikki.

We all know that
a well-organized plan

is much better than your
seat-of-the-pants-approach.

To each his own.
It's not your problem.

Look, if it'll make
any difference,

there is a specific clause
in Nikki's contract

guaranteeing that she
is allowed to work alone,

unless circumstances
dictate otherwise.

All right?

Does that clear this up?

Yeah.

It's fine.

Oh, thank you.

Good.

Now, you go home and take care
of your cold,

and you --
take the rest of the day off.

Just... get out
of my hair, will you?

Some of us have work to do.

Okay.

What's gotten into him?

He gets cranky sometimes.

You ought to watch
where you're going!

Oh. Hey, give
me a hand.

Hey!

My wallet!

[TICKING]

MAN:
You let that woman see you?

You're a fool!

How can you be so careless?

The freedom of Markus
is at stake here.

Hey, listen. I never signed on
to get in this deep to begin with.

I'm supposed to be a supplier,
not a delivery boy.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

You'll swing with the rest of us
if that woman identifies you.

That's your problem.

That's our problem.

Then you take care of it.
Murder isn't part of our deal.

Our "deal" was for you to see

that our arrangements
are carried out smoothly.

What's with you guys?
I get you cars.

I fix you up real nice here
in my warehouse.

I even supply your fireworks.

Now you want me to make a hit.

Okay.

I'll do it.

But it's gonna cost you.

Who are you kidding?

You don't want my business,
shop someplace else.

You should be flattered I'm willing
to do this for you personally.

Very well.

Nicole Carpenter.

Attractive.

All right.

Make it clean.

We don't need
any more complications.

CARPENTER: He got my wallet,
and everything in it.

Yes, officer. No, actually,
I got a very good look at him.

Yes.

Hey! Stop that! Bad boy!

No, I'm sorry.
I'm not talking to you, officer,

I'm, I'm baby-sitting
my neighbor's dog,

and he's driving me
absolutely crazy.

The credit cards, yes, all the
notifications have been made.

A report?
I'm giving you the report now.

Can't we just do this
over the phone?

No.

Tonight? I-I can't tonight.
I've got to work in the morning.

All right, all right. Yes.

I'll be down there
in 20 minutes.

[DOG YAPPING]

[CAR STARTING]

Come on, Bunky.

Hey!

[COUGHING]

[KNOCKING]

Door's open.

[BARKING]

Hey.

Come back here.
Come on.

Come on.
Come on. Come on.

[LAUGHING]

Nikki, what's going on?

What are you doing here?

Listen, I'm sorry to drop in
on you like this, but...

MacGyver, I need to talk to you.

You? And me? Talk?

I think somebody's
trying to kill me.

What?

Well, for starters,
I got mugged today.

Mugged?

Yeah.

This guy comes flying
out of nowhere,

knocks me down, grabs my wallet,

jumps into a getaway car,
complete with driver,

and then tonight, I'm headed
down to the police station

to fill out a report,

and some maniac
nearly runs me down.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Robbed, nearly flattened
by some lunatic driver.

It's been a perfectly swell day.

Yeah.

Well, what'd the police say?

What could they say?

I gave them a
description of the mugger,

what I could see of the car.

There's not a heck
of a lot they can do.

Well, we've all got enemies
in this business.

You got any heavyweights in your
past that could have done this?

Well, sure.

First thing tomorrow morning,
we should call Pete.

He can run down some names
in your personnel file.

Kind of check on their
whereabouts, stuff like that.

Oh, I don't want
to bother Pete about this.

I mean, it's probably
a full moon or something.

Or just plain old life
in the big city.

Look, let's...
let's just forget it.

Bunky! Come on, Bunky!

[WHISTLES]

I'll call you in the morning.

Thanks, MacGyver.

THORNTON: Look,
I don't care how late it is.

I want every scrap
of information

relating to that terrorist
attack on the cruise ship

in the Mediterranean last month.

Well, then cross-reference it
and put a printout on my desk

before tomorrow morning.

That's right.

In case you're not aware of it,

we're operating in a
crisis mode around here.

- [SNEEZES]
- You all right?

Yeah. What's going
on around here, Pete?

Markus... again.

Markus?

Didn't you help the feds
nail him weeks ago?

I did. Now it turns out
that he's got friends in town

laying down threats
to get him released.

They blew the face off
a post office this afternoon.

Anybody get hurt?

No, fortunately.

But now they're threatening
to blow up a whole city block

by noon tomorrow

if he's not released by 11:00
with a full press conference.

Anything I can do to help?

Yes. Go home
and take care of that cold.

I've got all the help I need
to chase down this one lead.

Friend of Markus?

Yeah. We got it from Interpol.

Seems that, uh...
Markus' #1 man --

somebody they call Major --

has managed to slip into
the country with a bomb expert.

Come on, Pete. There's got
to be something I can do.

[SNEEZES]

There is.

Go home and take care
of the cold.

MacGyver, I don't need
your help now.

Okay. All right.

But I do need yours.

Pete...

I need to look
at Nikki's dossier.

[SNEEZES]

Why?

Somebody snatched her wallet

and, apparently, tried
to run her over -- deliberately.

- Run her over?
- Yeah.

- Is she all right?
- Oh, yeah, she's fine.

But, apparently,
it rattled her enough

that she had to come see me.

She started to ask for help,
and then backed off.

It wasn't something you said?

No. As a matter of fact,
I tried to be very helpful.

[SNEEZES]

Look, if somebody is after her,

it could be somebody
from her past,

and the only way
I can think of helping

is to look at her files.

Well, she's not going
to like it. You know that.

You got a better suggestion?

Oh, boy. You two amaze me.
You know that?

She comes to you for help,
and then won't ask for it.

And then you come to me to tell me
that you're worried about her.

Did you two ever think of
having a normal conversation?

We'll have plenty to talk about
once I get this information.

[SNEEZES]

You sure there's nothing
I can do to help?

Positive.

[PHONE RINGS]

Thornton.

Really?

All right.
I'll be right down.

That was the FBI.
They finally got a lead.

It seems this guy Major may have
recruited some local talent.

Oh, by the way.
That information is classified.

It doesn't leave this office.

I know that, Pete.

And, uh... press the "Clear"
button before you leave.

[SNEEZES]

Or die.

[BARKS]

Forget it, Bunky.
I bathe alone.

[WHINING]

[CLICK]

[BARKING]

Give me a break, Bunky.

I've had a bad day.

[BARKING]

[BARKING]

[BARKING]

Bunky.

Oh, great.

The power's gone out.

[BARKS]

Bunky?

[GASPS]

[GASPS]

[NIKKI SCREAMING]

Nikki?

You all right?

He would have killed me.

MacGYVER: You know, what
you need is a good night's sleep.

I can find a room
someplace, you know.

No. Until we get
this thing figured out,

this is the safest
place for you.

That clown was no professional
hit man; that's for sure.

Meaning?

Meaning I don't think
he was enough of a pro

to be connected to any of the
five families you investigated

while you were
with Senator Tagney.

How did you know about
those investigations?

You have read my file.

Haven't you?

Yeah. I had to.

How dare you go digging
into my private life!

Somebody is after you.

You came to me for help.

Well, I don't need your help.

I don't want you involved.

Do you understand me?
I'll just handle this myself.

Nobody gets close
to Nikki Carpenter

because Nikki is jinxed.
Is that it?

Let me out of here!

You think my involvement here
is going to get me killed

because it got your
husband killed, right?!

Stop it!

How much longer can you go on
telling people you're divorced?

How much longer can you
go on blaming yourself?

It was my fault.

I should have known.

It was a mob hit,
and that car bomb

was meant for me, not him.

Oh, God, not him.

[SOBBING]

It's all right.

Nobody's going to get hurt.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

CARPENTER:
This place is a mess.

They still haven't
fixed the window.

Look, why don't
you just get changed?

I'll take you back
to the houseboat.

I appreciate your help,
MacGyver,

but it's me
this maniac is after.

I can't just sit on my tail and
wait for you to solve the problem.

You can keep your tail
from getting shot off.

Will you just let me handle it?

How about no?

You know, your place
is a lot different

than I thought it would be.

CARPENTER:
What were you expecting?

I don't know.
Something a little...

fluffier, I guess.

CARPENTER: Fluffier? Well,
at least it isn't early Boy Scout.

Or should I say, wasn't?

Not until that lunatic
showed up here last night.

God. I hope I can get that
nightmare out of my mind.

That's it, isn't it?

That's what he must
have used last night.

Yeah, probably.

This is asbestos wire --
the kind they use for explosives.

You don't pick this stuff up
at your local hardware store.

What?

Where were you mugged yesterday?

Shopping area
around Fifth and Town.

- Near the post office?
- Yeah.

That's where the terrorist's
bomb went off.

What bomb?

It's been all over the news.

It connects with the Markus extradition
Pete worked on last month.

They want him released.

You mean the Markus?

The terrorist that killed those
Americans on that cruise ship?

Yeah. It's just possible
the people trying to spring him

got their hands
on your wallet yesterday.

Why?

You got a good look at him,
didn't you?

You could identify him?

That's why. Get your coat.

MacGYVER: All right, let's
get on with the composite.

How's that for the eyes?

CARPENTER:
Much narrower.

How's that?

No. That's too narrow.
Widen them up a bit.

There.

But somehow the nose doesn't
match quite right with those eyes.

It was longer, I think.

Longer.

Was it flat, do you remember?

More chiseled.

Chiseled.

There.

That's it.
That's him.

The forensic team came up with
a lead on the source of that wire.

They traced it already?

Yeah. Weber Pyrotechnics.

They reported a large
inventory loss two weeks ago,

and it turns out that the identification
taggets from the post office blast

verify that it's the same batch
of explosives.

I thought those places were
supposed to be high-security.

They are. It's being
investigated as an inside job.

So, is this our man?

CARPENTER:
Pretty close.

Good, I'll put it into the system

and see if we can get a make
on him through Interpol files.

MacGYVER: We can check
out the explosives plant.

Maybe somebody out there
knows the guy.

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

Well, we can start
with the personnel office.

Maybe the guy works here.

- Don't bother.
- Why?

That's him.

The driver.

Okay.

Let's take him.

Wait! Wait.

He'll get away.

Well, that's the idea.

Just wait here.

This is the last time.

You don't like the deal.
Is that it?

I don't like
people getting hurt.

- I read the papers.
- You're breaking my heart.

I'll tell you what.

This is your chance
to take a stand.

You don't want to do business
with me, don't take the money.

Damn you.

Your moral fiber's
an example to all of us.

[ENGINE STARTING]

What was that all about?

Well, we give him a head start,

and then follow
the yellow brick road.

...and a ten percent
chance of rain.

That's it for KBLY News.

- Now back to music...
- So be it.

Well?

Was Markus on the news?

Not a word.

So they will hear
from us at noon.

Did you get those
blasting caps I asked for?

I'll put them on your bill.

MAJOR: The girl -- you've
taken care of that, too?

No problem. She's singing
with the angels.

Good.

You fool.

Look at this!

What?

- Where'd that come from?
- Somebody's trying to follow him.

Well, then... we shouldn't
disappoint them.

[GUN COCKING]

What are you doing?

I'm going to leave them
a little surprise.

You, Erik.

MacGYVER: Well, it sure
doesn't look like Emerald City,

but it's definitely
the end of the line.

Get me Pete, will you?

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah?

Pete, we're down in
the industrial area,

just north of Boundary Road.

The trail leads
to a warehouse down here.

Okay, good work.

We've ID'd him as Erik Dunlap.

And he's just the kind
of lowlife

that Major would need
to pull this off.

I'll be down there as soon
as I can, with backup.

Right.

I'm going in.

Please, stay put.

[CLICKS]

He's dead?

Nikki, get out of here.

What is it?

Plastic explosives wired
to a weight displacement pad.

If I move, it blows.

What are you going to do?

I, uh...

if I can displace my weight with
something that weighs as much,

or more than I do,

I'll be able
to step off this thing...

I think.

Now get out of here.

Go.

[CHAIR CREAKING]

[WHEELS SQUEAKING]

[CREAKING]

[CREAKING]

[YELLS]

MacGyver!

MacGyver!

[NIKKI SIGHS]

Interesting way to travel.

You had me scared to death.

- Are you all right?
- [GROANS]

Yeah, I'm okay.

[SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

Sure cleared the sinuses.

Look familiar?

THORNTON:
MacGyver? Nikki?

Over here, Pete.

MAN:
Yeah, look at this.

What happened?

They were expecting me.

- You all right?
- Yeah, we're fine.

The guy in there
could use a coroner.

Erik Dunlap.

Well, Markus is still behind
bars where he belongs,

so the bomb threat is on.

That guy Major's gonna blow
something up at high noon.

MacGYVER:
Pete?

Yeah?

Isn't that the post
office they blew up?

Yes, it sure is.

What about that?

That's the Hall of Justice.

That could be their next target.

That is right smack in
the middle of downtown!

My God, that place is huge.
We may never find that bomb.

I'd be willing to bet they
pieced together a mail truck.

And turned it into a bomb.

Let's go.

- Officer.
- Yes?

I recommend you
put out a bulletin

to evacuate the Hall of Justice
and all surrounding buildings

and start a surveillance
on any mail trucks.

MAJOR: This is where we teach
them the meaning of compliance.

Activate the bomb.

[BEEPING]

Juice!

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

Let's go.

Hold it! Freeze!

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

Hit the sidewalk! Now!

You do what I say,
or I'll put a hole in you!

[SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

The bomb -- how do you disarm it?

You're too late.

Maybe next time
you'll listen to us.

I suggest we all
get out of here.

It's going to blow at noon.
Nothing can stop it.

Whoa.

MacGyver!

They say they can't turn it off.

Can you do anything?

No.
No?

No!

MacGyver, what do you mean, no?

Where's that bomb squad?!

Pete, it's too late for that.

The whole truck's a bomb.
I've got to get it out of here.

Well, you've got less
than ten minutes.

I got to drive it off
the 2nd Street Pier.

That's the only chance we got.

2nd Street Pier,
run an escort. Let's go!

[SIREN BLARING]

You're never gonna make it
to the harbor; it's too far.

Come on!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

MacGyver, you've got less
than five minutes left!

Get out of here!

[SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

[HORN HONKING]

[HORN HONKS]

I need you to fill that
mail truck with cement fast!

What is this?
You kidding?

No, I'm not kidding!
There's a bomb in it!

Caught your old lady
taking a "special delivery"

from the mailman, huh?

Ha! Nice touch.

Very original.

Please, will you just move
your truck forward

and back it into the van
when I get behind you?

You're not kidding, are you?

No, I'm not!

Get people out of here.
There's a bomb in here!

Get out of here!
There's a bomb!

[MAN SHOUTING EXCITEDLY]

There's a bomb!
Get out of here!

[WHISTLES]

[BEEPING]

MacGYVER:
Come on back.

Come on.
Keep it coming.

Come on.

Keep it coming.

Whoa!

Now, get out of here!

Ten, nine,

eight, seven,

six...

...three...

It worked.

THORNTON:
It sure did.

MacGyver, you could've been...

What if that cement truck
hadn't have been there?

I'd have gone to plan B.

What was that?

I don't know.

Plan A worked.

[SNEEZES]

Sorry.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

PILOT:
Satellite reentry zone

should be about five minutes
ahead, MacGyver.

Roger.

You with me, Pete?

I've got you.

Let's run a final check
on mike levels.

Do you read me?

Affirmative.

Testing, one, two, three, four...

five, six, seven, eight.
Do you copy?

Roger.

Activate the camera.

Camera activated.
Take a look, Pete.

Looks good.

Recording.

You getting all this, Pete?

Yeah.

Camera works fine.

When you pulled him out of bed
in the middle of the night for this,

I wonder if he really knew
what he was getting into.

He knew the same things
all of us knew.

I didn't hold
anything back from him.

Why him, Pete?
Why MacGyver?

Because he has
the scientific knowledge

and knows how to move fast
through rough country.

Aside from that, he's the best
person I know to deal with...

whatever it is he's
gonna deal with out there.

And he volunteered.

Wouldn't have it any other way.

PILOT: Satellite
reentry zone coming up.

Stand by for drop-off.

REPORTER: A tragic sight greeted
Rancher Elmer Hoggins this morning.

He awoke to find his
entire herd of 900 sheep

lying dead in his fields.

Our reporter, Nancy Bartlett,
is on the scene.

As of now we've gone public.

...everything I own gone,
just wiped out.

I've lived next door to this...
military station over here

for a lot of years now,

and I guess
it always bothered me.

But I believe in America

and they told me this kind
of thing could never happen.

Are you accusing the United States
government of causing this?

Yes, ma'am, I am.

There's nerve gas over there
or something.

Captain, how do you
respond to this?

Uh, categorically denied.

You're denying
that your installation

is a biochemical warfare
testing tank?

Absolutely.

Then how do you explain
the 900 dead sheep

in those pasture lands?

We heard of the incident,
and while we...

I wonder if our good
Dr. Millhouse

is watching the results
of her great experiment.

Well what else
could have done it?

I have no further comment.

MacGYVER: A harmless
organism sent into space

had mutated into
something extremely deadly.

The satellite carrying it had
crashed to earth without warning.

I had to find the satellite
and retrieve the capsule

before the military unleashed
"Firestorm,"

the code name
for a napalm strike

designed to stop the
spread of the organism.

Confirming arrival
at primary drop zone.

Proceeding to target.

Roger.
According to our last fix,

you're about 200 yards
from target.

Proceed now 22 degrees
north by northeast.

Roger. What's the countdown
to Firestorm?

42 minutes... and counting.

But don't worry.

We've got plenty of time
to get you out of there.

So take it slow and easy.

Slow and easy. Roger.

You can tell
your Dr. Millhouse

that bug she put
in the satellite

kills more than just sheep.

[JET AIRCRAFT APPROACHING]

Firestorm aircraft? What are
they doing here already?

Only standing by.
That's SOP.

I've still got more
than 30 minutes left.

Get 'em out of here.

MacGyver, I thought we all understood
the rules we have to play by here.

Pete?!

Call them off!

Right now!

I don't want him worried about
getting fried in a napalm strike

while he's looking
for that thing!

Call them off!

Firestorm team, extend your
radius two miles and stand by.

Extend 20 miles, 20 miles!

That's two minutes flying time.

Let's have a little margin
of safety here.

Correction, Firestorm team:

make that 20 miles
and await further orders.

Roger, Twin Ridge.

Extending patrol radius
to two-zero miles.

It looks like very dense forest.

Watch yourself.

Right.

Whatever it is,
it killed them fast.

Dropped 'em
right in their tracks.

It's devastating, Pete.

Like walking
through a graveyard.

Yeah, we see it.

Do you see anything,
any evidence of burning?

The satellite would have been
red-hot from reentry.

No. Nothing yet.

MacGyver?

I'm okay, Pete.

I've never seen anything
like this.

Everything's dead.

Everything.

I see the satellite, Pete.

It's on the...

MacGyver? What's happening?

MacGyver?
What's going on out there?

MacGyver!

Talk to me!

He's down.
It's taken him down.

We don't know that, not yet.

Pete, you saw what I saw.
He's flat on his back.

Something dropped him
like a rock.

We have to wait. Anything
could have happened out there.

That's right, and the recovery
plan spells out exactly

what our obligation is
if anything like this happens.

I know the plan.
I also know MacGyver.

Hey, listen...

I'm still in one piece.
I'm okay.

Maybe his suit got torn,

or whatever wiped out that area
ate through his suit.

But he's not answering.

We agreed, you agreed, and
MacGyver agreed what had to be done.

We have to wait!
We have to give him time!

It's part of the plan, Pete.

Oh, great. Broken antenna.

Give him more time!
Anything could have happened.

We can't take that chance.

Firestorm team, come in.

Give him five more minutes,
please!

Pete? Pete, do we have audio?

Pete?

It could be a technical glitch.
Anything!

Pete, it's too late. We have
a possible Armageddon here.

I can't let that happen.

And neither can you.

Firestorm team, resume
previous coordinates.

Go to Code Two.

Roger, Twin Ridge,
proceeding to heading 090.

I now have a lock on kill zone.

ETA to napalm strike 90 seconds.

Firestorm to Twin Ridge.
80 seconds to kill zone.

PHELPS:
Roger, Firestorm. Proceed.

Phelps, listen to me.
Call them off.

Buy him five minutes.
That's all I ask.

I have no choice, Pete,
and you know it.

Firestorm, advise your position.

60 Seconds to kill zone.

Advise your final approach.

Roger, Twin Ridge.
On approach now.

MacGyver, come in, please!

Answer me, MacGyver!

They're starting
the Firestorm run.

Please, come in!

Come on! Come on!

PHELPS: Firestorm, what
is your ETD to napalm drop?

Stall 'em, Pete. Stall 'em.

Twin Ridge, Firestorm
is 45 seconds to kill zone.

Roger, Firestorm team.

Stand by to arm weapons.

Roger, Twin Ridge. Standing by.

You've got to call them back!

PHELPS:
You know better. You saw.

Look, we've got to give him
the full time allowed.

That's what we all agreed to.

PHELPS: We agreed to what
would happen if this thing went bad.

Everything's dead out there, Pete.
Your friend, too.

You got to face it, Pete:

the only thing that matters now
is killing that organism!

Pete! Phelps!

Don't do this, please!

Arm weapons.
Fire when ready.

Roger, Twin Ridge.

Arming weapons.

On final approach now.

I'm here!

Do you read me? I'm okay!

Pete! Phelps!

I'm here. I'm okay!

He's okay! Call them off!

Base to Firestorm, break it off.
I repeat: break it off.

Break off, Firestorm.
Do you read me?

Roger, Twin Ridge. Breaking off.

Are you all right, MacGyver?

Yeah, Pete, I'm okay.

Send in the chopper.

We got what we came for.

Right through here, colonel.

The security lab
is six stories underground.

Elevator's over there.

What about all your personnel?

They've been told there's an
unscheduled maintenance shutdown

till after the weekend.

Kind of a pleasant surprise.
A few days paid vacation.

So the place is deserted.

Oh, except for
essential personnel,

and only as long as necessary.

[DEVICE BEEPS]

And Sandra Millhouse feels
she can handle

all the testing procedures
by herself?

Listen, that young lady thinks
she can run the world.

What are a few tests
on a little superbug?

There's a phone at
the security station.

Code 34 to Washington, DC.

Sandra?

Sandra, are you in there?
Sandra?

May I come in?
Sandra?

[DOG YAPS]

All right.
Hello, puppy. How are you?

Ah!

Dr. Millhouse, where are you?

So... here you are.

Hello, Pete.

"Hello, Pete?" That's it?

Sandra, how could you do this?

You smuggled that
organism of yours

onto a Phoenix satellite!

It was essential
to my work, Pete.

But you had no clearance!

But as usual, Dr. Millhouse
knows best, right?

The same stunt you pulled

with that Dutch elm tree disease
two years ago.

Haven't you learned
anything since then?

Yes. I've learned that progress
will not wait for a bunch

of bureaucrats to get off
their duffs to make a decision.

Yeah, well,
because progress can't wait,

we are faced
with a potential disaster here!

Pete, listen to me.

If you push
the panic button too soon,

we're not gonna
learn anything from this.

Look, don't talk
to me about panic.

This has gone
as far as I can let it go.

I'm sorry, Sandra,
but you can't be trusted.

You are not a
responsible scientist.

How did I know the damn thing
was gonna fall out of orbit?

- I didn't expect to see it again.
- Nobody knows that. They fall!

That is why I've been monitoring
growth data on the telemetry gear,

and Pete, the information
I'm receiving is fantastic.

We have got to see
this thing through.

Please, don't let them panic.

You don't even hear me, do you?

Sandra, it's over.

It stops right here.

Word from topside:
your man's on his way.

TECHNICIAN: As soon
as we incinerate your suit,

we'll begin the
decontamination process.

Can we make this fast?

- It's a little chilly in here.
- We'll warm you up quick.

This decontamination
chamber's gonna zap off

the outer layer of your skin.

Strictly a precaution.

Now, there's eyecups
in there for you. Put 'em on.

Set it on medium well.

Will do.

All set.

Okay. That's it, Mr. MacGyver.

If you'll step out,
we'll get you dusted off.

REPORTER:
With 2,000 acres already burned,

and thousands more in jeopardy,

the remote Twin Ridge forest
fire blazes out of control.

Authorities see little hope
of containment at this hour,

with 60-mile-an-hour winds
adding to the danger.

300 firefighters presently
battle the flames,

and reserve teams brought up
from the Sierra Monument Forest...

Thornton and Dr. Millhouse are
about to start the test on the canister.

You're not going to be there?

I have to give Washington
an update,

then look into buying up
that sheep ranch.

MacGyver,
about Firestorm, I, uh...

Not necessary.

You had your orders.

This is the same area,
you may remember,

where Rancher Elmer Hoggins

found more than 900 sheep
dead just yesterday.

The Hoggins ranch
was consumed by the flames.

Will you look at that, Pete?

In the few months the
organism was up there,

the weightless vacuum of space

allowed it to mutate
at an amazing rate.

An alarming rate
is more like it.

Oh, come on, Pete.
You're missing the point.

All I sent up was
a simple mixture

of synthetic growth
accelerators, nothing,

and it came back something else,

something I've
never seen before.

Whatever it is,
it's killing things.

MacGyver, this
is Dr. Millhouse.

Dragon Lady, as I'm sure
you've been told.

Nice work out there.

Thanks.

Well, shall we get on with this?

Yes. First of all I want
to see how the organism

affects a live test subject.

Ah, haven't enough
animals died for one day?

Listen, this is a laboratory,

not a high-school
biology class, MacGyver.

Look, doctor, I saw animals out
there drop dead on the spot.

They didn't get sick.
They didn't run off and hide.

They just died,
hundreds of them.

Point made.

Well, what about
the, uh, satellite?

Was there enough of it left to show
what might have caused it to go down?

No, reentry pretty
much fried it.

There was a crack
at one end of that canister.

Are you implying
that there's a connection?

Oh, come on, you created
this thing. You tell us.

Let's take a look.

Everything's new here.

The DNA structure is changed...

and whatever it is,
it's getting stronger.

What do you mean, stronger?

This is so far away
from the organism I sent up,

we could be dealing with an
entirely new form of life here.

I just got the pathologist's
report on those dead sheep.

And?

Arterial blockage,
brain malfunction,

rapid and sudden muscle
deterioration...

My God.

Well, what does that mean?

They died of old age.

Washington wants
to discuss its disposition.

Oh, great. I guess this means
we run scared and kill it

before we have a chance
to understand what it means.

Come on, Sandra. This bug has
already shown us what it can do.

Pete, don't you understand the
potential of what we've got here?

Think about it: four crops
a year instead of two;

livestock that matures
three times as fast;

shorter gestation periods.
The potentials are endless.

So are the risks.

What if that thing
had dropped on a city?

It didn't.

Pete! What are you
going to tell them?

The truth.

I suppose you think
I'm a crackpot too?

No, I think you're
a dedicated scientist...

who's gone too far.

May I show you just
how far I've gone?

Please.

This is what Dr. Sandra
Millhouse is all about.

Some day, very soon,
I'm going to be able

to plant these trees
in the Sahara, the Arctic,

and they will still bear fruit.

Heat, cold, pollution
-- they won't be a problem.

And why?

Because they've absorbed
organisms created in this lab...

created by me.

Look, doctor, no one is saying
your work isn't valid --

I'm a big fan
of experimentation --

but there comes a time
when you have to acknowledge

a right and a wrong way
of doing things.

Have you ever seen hunger,
MacGyver?

Yes, ma'am, I have.

I've also seen what an
out-of-control experiment can do.

Those animals this morning?
900 sheep.

What about the millions of
people who starved to death

in Africa last year?
What about them?

That is not a rational argument
for what we're dealing with here.

Yes, it is.

If you'd watched
a child starve to death

or seen old people
living on dog food,

you might understand
what I'm trying to do here.

An end to world hunger.
That's it, huh?

You know, you're not the only one
who wants to see that happen.

I am on to something
that can make it happen.

So I don't care
about right ways or wrong ways.

I care about results, and I'm
going to keep on caring

until I have my answers.

Yes, I'm sure you will,
but this isn't the way.

Well, the decision's been made.

We've got orders
to destroy the organism.

No.

No, Pete.

I am not going to have
years of work lost

because of some
paranoid bureaucrat.

[SPEAKER BUZZES]

Attention, all personnel.

Attention, bio lab seal integrity
compromised. Attention.

The lab!

Bio lab seal integrity
compromised.

[ALARM RINGING]

Attention, all personnel.

What's happening?

Bio lab seal integrity
compromised.

What's wrong with the seal?

I don't see anything.

There! There, look.

Pete, stop!
Don't touch it.

- Sandra, what is going on?
- I'm not sure, Pete.

MacGYVER:
It's mutating even further...

and whatever it's become,

it's eating through
that sealing compound.

It's getting loose.

Attention: If seal integrity
is not restored,

destruct sequence
must begin in seven minutes.

Repeat: Destruct sequence
in seven minutes.

If seal integrity
is not restored,

destruct sequence will begin
in six minutes.

All right, everybody,
stay away from that window.

Wait.

- What are you going to do?
- Got to seal it, Pete.

Attention:

If seal integrity
is not restored,

destruct sequence
will begin in six minutes.

[HISSING]

Attention: If seal integrity
is not restored...

Well, that's not
going to stop it.

Not by itself it's not,
you're right.

...five and a half minutes.

Sandra, give me a hand here.

Keep that going right there.

What are you going to do
with the refrigerator?

Going to use the Freon.

Need a pliers,
vise grips, anything.

I'll see what I can find.

Attention: If seal integrity
is not restored...

Ah! Here.

...destruct sequence
will begin in five minutes.

Perfect.

Attention:

- If seal integrity is not restored...
- Step back.

...destruct sequence will begin
in four and a half minutes.

PHELPS:
What's he doing?

Well, he put
the torch on it before

to melt the casement material
so it would fill in the holes.

Now freezing it locks it tight.

Right?

That's pretty good, Pete.

Attention:
Seal integrity restored.

Resume non-emergency status.

All right.
Now kill that thing!

No.

Look, that patch isn't
going to last forever,

and whatever that stuff is,

it could mutate into something
that could eat through glass.

Now, come on.

Laser on-line.

Do it!

[HUMMING]

[WHIRRING]

How can we be absolutely sure
that that thing is dead?

There's only one way.

I'll inform Washington.

One giant step backwards
for mankind.

Now why don't you two go back
to where you came from

and get the hell out of my lab.

Listen, you go on ahead,
and I'll catch up with you.

- [KNOCKING]
- MILLHOUSE: Yes?

You're pushing it, MacGyver.

- Can't I even say goodbye?
- Goodbye.

Look, for what it's worth...

the things you're trying to do --

I think they're good things.

Thank you.

But I've decided to go
into a different direction.

I'm going to develop
an organism that eats red tape.

Hey, I'm not a big fan
of red tape either,

but this...

I agree with 'em.
Some things take time.

Time.
This is time, MacGyver.

Time well spent.

Years of research that
ultimately could feed the world.

Don't miss your chopper,
MacGyver.

One thing happened here.

You saw what was possible.

Might take a little longer, but the world's
going to hear from you again.

You can be sure of it.

[BARKS]

THORNTON: I'll be in touch
with the final report.

Thanks again.

Well, I'm glad that's over with.

Me, too.

What's going
to happen to her, Pete?

Well, I'm going to make
my recommendation

and I'm afraid that's not
going to be too good,

but it's really up
to the executive board.

Listen, she and that dog of hers
are going to land safely someplace.

She's too good not to.

Did I ever tell you the story
about how she smuggled

another bug out of the lab
a few years ago?

Uh-uh.

Had to do with
Dutch Elm disease, right?

She transfused the bug
into the dog's bladder.

Yeah.

He smuggled it out.

All she had to do was
lead it to the trees,

let him lift the old leg.

- Did it work?
- Yeah.

Strongest stand of
Dutch Elm in the whole country.

But that's the problem.

She doesn't stop.

She won't give up.

Yeah, well, she
gave up this time.

What?

She gave up way too easily.

Come on.

- [BARKS]
- [GASPS]

Well, at least you still
love me, don't you, Ace?

Well, the hell with them.

Come on. Come on.

All right, that's good.

We'll play in a little bit.
Don't worry.

Right now...

we have a lot of work to do.

Sandra?

I'm sorry, MacGyver.

How'd you do it?

Well, I knew they were going
to destroy it --

or at least try to.

So I took just
a little bit of the smear

before Pete got back to the lab.

It's too big a breakthrough.

I couldn't just walk away
from that.

Sandra, it's too dangerous!

Nothing is going to happen.

Look what we have here,
MacGyver.

Look at this.

No! Don't!

Ace!

Stay away from...

Sandra.

[ACE WHIMPERING]

You stay away from there, baby.

Stay away.

Oh, Ace.

Ace, come here.

[WHIMPERING]

Come here, baby.

Oh, come here.

Oh, Ace, baby,

does it hurt?

Oh, no.

[SOBBING]
Oh, please tell me it doesn't hurt.

[ALARM BLARING]

COMPUTER VOICE: Attention:
Contamination recorded.

Hydroponics lab.

Organism unidentified.

This is a priority alert.

Repeat: Priority alert.

So here we are.

I guess you were right.

I love you, Ace.

And look what I've done to you.

Oh, my sweet little friend.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Attention: Hydroponics lab.

Seal integrity compromised.

Repeat: Hydroponics lab.

Seal integrity compromised.

Sandra!
Where is she?

She's in the hydroponics lab.
She held out on us, Pete.

She's been exposed.

Don't go in there!

Attention: Hydroponics lab.

Seal integrity compromised.

Repeat: Hydroponics lab.

Seal integrity compromised.

Oh, my God.

My dear God.

[STRAINED BREATHING]

Here, Pete. Put this on.

Thank you anyway.

Attention: If seal integrity
is not restored,

destruct sequence will begin
in seven minutes.

It's very interesting.

The contagion has mutated

to infest plant life.

It didn't do that before.

Sandra...

I'm sorry.

Pete.

Save my work.

Please.

All my other work, Pete.

It can be important.

I'll get it.

Attention: If seal integrity
is not restored,

destruct sequence will begin
in six and a half minutes.

Sandra?

I suppose...

[LABORED BREATHING]

...an "I told you so"
is in order.

Attention: If seal integrity
is not restored,

destruct sequence
will begin in six minutes.

- Did you get it?
- Yeah.

Sandra.

We saved them.

We've got them.

We're going to get them out.

Thank... you...

She's gone, MacGyver.

There's nothing more
we can do for her now.

- Attention:
- [ALARM BLARING]

Biolaboratories and corridors
will be sealed in sequence.

They're closing the sections,
one by one.

We've got to get out of here.

Let's go!

Section one,
hydroponics lab, sealed.

Section two,
general biology lab, sealed.

Section three,
bacteriology lab, sealed.

Section four...

The elevator shaft
is our only way out!

[GRUNTING]

This facility will self-destruct
in four and a half minutes.

There's got to be a maintenance
override switch up top.

You first.

One, two, three, go.

Push!

Okay, come on.

[MOTOR PULSATING]

This facility will self-destruct
in four minutes.

It's too slow!

We're never going to get up there
before it blows up.

[MOTOR PULSATING]

This facility will
self-destruct in three minutes.

What are you doing? We certainly
can't climb out of here.

I'm going to have
to speed things up.

Crank those doors open for me.

[ALARM WAILING]

This facility will self-destruct
in two and a half minutes.

[ELECTRICAL POPPING]

Come on.

All right, Pete,
let the doors go.

Come here and grab this.

This facility will self-destruct
in two minutes.

This facility will self-destruct
in one and a half minutes.

This transformer
should zap the override,

make it all go faster, I think.

First we'll bypass the normal
circuit to the transformer.

That'll juice the power, and if
we're lucky, we're home free.

This facility will self-destruct
in one minute.

All right, it's all yours.

[MOTOR WHIRS]

It's working.

I got it.

This facility will self-destruct
in 30 seconds.

This facility will self-destruct
in 20 seconds.

19...

- 18...
- Come on!

17, 16, 15, 14,

13, 12, 11,

- ten, nine...
- [ALARM WAILING]

...eight, seven, six,

- five, four...
- Let's go!

...three, two, one, destruct.

[EXPLOSIONS]

[GRUNTING]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[GRUNTING]

Go!

[PANTING]

Oh, my God.

What a loss.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
Mankind is in the habit

of creating its own monsters,

and fortunately,
once in a while,

it also gets the chance
to destroy them.

A case in point:
this Trident II ICBM missile.

The Pentagon contracted
with the Phoenix Foundation

to come up with a plan
for permanent dismantlement

and disposal of nuclear weapons.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

This Trident II ICBM was
the first of many more to come.

It was up to us
to make it harmless --

no small task.

But we'd been given a lot
of training to do it safely,

and to do it right.

I considered my small part
in the operation

as a hands-on chance
to do something for peace.

All right, we're lined up

Closer to the mount.

Pushing in.

All right, that's it.

Nice and easy.
We've got all day.

Slowly...
All right, hold it!

Easy, easy, all right.

Let it down a little bit,
little bit -- secure!

Warhead number T-47 exposed.

Missile, Titan II -- secured.

All right, people,

this is what we've been training for
over the last three months.

The eyes of the Disarmament
Commission are on us today,

so look sharp.

Warhead disarmament team
into position.

MacGyver, Reese...

All right, Reese, come on.

[LIFT MOTOR HUMMING]

Power cable.

Okay, here we go.

Gentlemen, you've asked the
Phoenix Foundation to work out

a fail-safe procedure
for disarmament and disposal.

We've done it.

We're now starting to apply it
to some of the older missiles.

Not that that matters.

Disengagement and
uranium-235 are deadly,

in any make or model.

Okay. We're connected.

We got juice?

Power on.

Initiator on line.

Sequencing.

We're in.

[EXHALES]

Our man MacGyver is now going in
for the bomb's critical assembly.

It's a little bit
like reaching down

the barrel of a gun
to get at the bullet.

And then he has to separate
the bullet from the primer cap.

It's no easy task.

Don't fumble here.

This charge has got enough
to bring the whole place down.

You got the igniter?

I got it.

Detonation assembly removed.

Warhead T-47 is disarmed.

All right, clear for
the disposal team!

Commence transfer!

THORNTON: The disposal
of the ignition assembly

is the most dangerous part
of this whole procedure.

Once it's secured,

we'll take it to an underground
bunker where it'll be detonated.

THORNTON:
Warhead secured.

What's our radiation level?

.0118 millirems per hour.
We're clean.

MacGyver, you have the honors.

Yep.

The next phase is de-fueling
the missile itself,

for which we require a
Delta-T weather condition.

You'll be notified
as soon as we have one.

- Gentlemen, thank you.
- Thank you, sir.

That was an outstanding...

THORNTON:
That's one down.

[LAUGHS]

Ed, the team on this has
been great, just great.

That's excellent, Peter.

You know, after spending
our youth helping the DSX

wage a cold war,
isn't it nice to be older,

wiser and part of
the peace process?

Yes, it is -- well, for me, that's what
the Phoenix Foundation is all about.

And listen, I've got a project
I want to talk to you about.

It's right along the same lines,
and I think you're gonna love it.

When can we
get together and talk?

Peter, you've been burning
the candle at both ends.

Delegate more.

At least on the missile
defueling phase.

No, Ed, I can't do that.

The defueling process

is the most critical part of
the whole disarming procedure.

Besides, I'm the one
who laid down

the field operations schedule
on this whole thing.

It's my baby. I'm responsible.

Careful, Peter.

Burnout
is not a job requirement.

I just want you
to look after yourself.

Ed, who beat who
at the golf tournament

last weekend by five strokes?

[CHUCKLES]
Don't remind me.

Gentlemen.

Kennan, do you want
to pass out the reports?

Thank you.

Now, first on today's agenda --

As you all know,
the Phoenix Foundation

has been playing
an important role

between our government and that
of the Republic of Sambaka

over the last two years.

And I'm happy to report
that we have been able

to persuade their president,
Yaman Amunde,

to make a historic,
first-time visit to America.

Perhaps congratulations
are in order,

but can anyone here explain to me
exactly why President Amunde

would want to rub shoulders with
us, uh, "decadent, mongrel dogs"?

I think he wants
to open a dialogue.

Maybe even take a first step
towards reconciliation.

No offense, Pete, look, I know
what we're trying to do here, but...

Amunde and his thug cabinet

have just been picking our
pockets for technical support.

The whole time he continues to
head up a worldwide terrorist campaign.

Anti-American rhetoric
and posturing

is not legitimate proof
of terrorism, Mr. Webber.

Still, in all, sir,
it just leaves me to wonder

whether we don't have better
things to do than to mediate

with radicals who show
absolutely no respect

for our democratic values.

Come on, Matt, don't you think
that our efforts

to move Mr. Amunde and his
government toward moderation

are just as important as disarming
one more nuclear weapon?

Forgive my cynicism.

Uh, we will show the president
a good time.

Kennan, does Advanced Planning
have anything to report?

Uh, yes, sir.

You'll note in your file, President Amunde
will be arriving in ten days.

For security reasons,
everyone, including the media,

will think he is staying
at the Garden Plaza Hotel.

Meanwhile, he'll be staying at
Union Station aboard his own club car.

THORNTON: His own
private railroad car, huh?

A textbook case
of Amunde paranoia.

Of course, he is the one
with a working knowledge

of car bombs and
plane hijackings.

You are really dead-set convinced
that he's a terrorist, aren't you?

Well, he's not front-line.
He's worse -- he orchestrates.

Maybe, maybe not.

I'm going to reserve judgment
until I see real proof.

Two agents died on
my last assignment to DSX

trying to get that proof.

I know that, Matt,
but if we don't come up

with a peaceful solution,
more people are gonna die.

Okay, uh,
what part would you like

your Director of Intelligence
to play in this Amunde visit?

Well, just to make sure we're both on
the same page, why don't you tell me?

Liaison with the appropriate
government agencies,

cover all would-be
avengers, reactionary groups,

and, uh, pass on whatever might
put him in harm's way.

Good man.

Couldn't have said it
better myself.

Keep me informed.

All set?

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

Ha!

Did you see that?

Did you see what I did?

Well, what's the matter,
I didn't do it right?

You just stopped three
great shots.

It's pathetic, just pathetic.

Well, I'm sorry, but...

whose idea was this
in the first place?

Not you. Me.

You were amazing.

Amazing.
[YELLS]

Yeah.

Amazing grace.

Listen, I got a great idea.

Why don't we, uh...

quit while I'm winning?

No way.

I want you to stay out here
and skate off some stress.

I don't want you
to be a burnout.

Now, wait a minute.
Is that what this is all about?

Is that why you
got me down here?

Boy, I get it from Farrell
at the board meeting,

and now from you here.

All right, let me tell you something --
I work a lot.

I'm a workaholic, all right?

But I'm not a burnout.

No, you're not,
but you're gonna be

if you don't put some fun
in your life.

Fun?!

You call this fun?

Yeah.

At least it takes the edge off.

Especially after a hard day
at the office

taking apart nuclear warheads.

Listen, in case
you've forgotten,

disarming those warheads
was only the first phase.

The defueling process --

which you are gonna
help me run tomorrow --

is equally critical,
if not more so.

Yes, I know.

All the more reason
why you should relax.

You want me to relax?

You want me to skate
off some stress.

Give me your best shot.

Come on!

Give me your best shot.

Come on!
What are you waiting for?

Let's go.

I'm ready.

- Want your stick?
- Come on.

All right, now, let's go.

You think you're so hot.

I'll show you
how to get rid of stress.

Come on. Come on.

You ready?

Yeah, I'm ready!

Oh!

I wasn't ready.

Hi.

Well, hi.

What is this?

[CHUCKLING]
That? That is the head

of a former Phoenix Foundation
bureaucrat who was eaten alive.

Cause of death:
political infighting.

- [LAUGHS]
- Happens all the time.

Matthew, come on.

All right.
You want the real story?

This is my friend Cheech.

The rest of him won first prize
at the annual Cannibal Cook-Off.

Very funny.

[LAUGHS]

Speaking of which,
how about dinner tonight?

Uh, forget about him,
just you and me.

Oh, Matthew, I can't.

That would make it
three times this week.

Well... three's a charm.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Now, listen, you wanted
the investigative report

on subversive groups.

I got it for you.
Here it is.

Back to business, huh?

Oh, listen, Matthew,
I'd love to have dinner with you,

but I really must go over
the new security briefing

with President Amunde's
advance men.

All right, okay, I...
I'll take a rain check.

And do me a favor --

can I have a copy
of that briefing?

It would just help me coordinate
some stuff on my end.

Absolutely. I'll take care
of that for you.

It's a long flight from London.

What's so important we couldn't
discuss it over the phone?

You know the opportunity we've been
talking about for the last two years?

It's just been laid at our feet.

President Amunde
is coming to town.

- You don't say?
- That's right.

The hierarchy of
the Phoenix Foundation

has this idea that we can
help bring about world peace

by coddling terrorists.

You're working for a
bunch of idiots. So am I.

The official position of Pete Thornton
and the foundation

is not to cast any aspersions
until they have bona fide proof.

Proof?! On Yaman Amunde?!
Forget it. Just shoot the scum.

That's right, Akers, just
leave it to you boys at the DSX

to cut down on the paperwork.

Kelham, now what's the
National Security Agency doing here?

Defending the home front.
Who else is going to do it, huh?

We are. Come on.

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]

All set.
Come on in.

KELHAM: Well, I see
we've got technical support.

AKERS:
How are you doing, Reese?

REESE: Great.
Good to see you guys.

Okay, what's this?

My favorite lady
at the foundation

was able to furnish us
with copies

of President Amunde's
security arrangements.

All right.

Let's get down to it, gentlemen.

Bottom line --
we all know our government's

being held hostage
by a no-assassination policy,

and we all know it's a weak-kneed law
that a bunch of congressional cowards

is not about to change.

Meanwhile,
a kingpin of terrorism

gets to waltz right
into our backyard

and thumb his nose at us
and I don't like it.

I say we take him.

You mean, sanction him?

I mean, take him.

We take him,

and we shake him
until we get the name

and place of every lowlife
in his terrorist network.

KELHAM: And then what
do we do with Amunde?

Release him?

Yeah, exactly.

But not until our overseas
contacts have had time

to move in and terminate
every fanatic on his payroll.

That's brilliant.

He'll scream bloody murder,
point his finger at America,

point his finger at us,
but who cares?

Who's going to believe him?

And his same old nasty rhetoric

just winds up being
our best protection.

But what about Pete Thornton?

He sets the agenda
for field operations,

including Amunde's security.

Funny you should mention that,
Reese.

I've been thinking about
making some serious changes

around the Phoenix Foundation.

What's the status on
our climate prerequisites?

They holding?

Delta-T weather
conditions holding.

Temperature and barometer
readings still the same.

Good.

And the fuselage
is just about tapped out.

Less than 30 liters to go.

All right, positions, everyone.

[OVER P.A.]: Fuel pump shut-off
and line disconnection.

All right, standing by.

We at zero volume yet?

Yep.

All 35,000 liters pumped out.

Zero volume is confirmed.

Shut down pump,
prepare for disengagement.

All right, commence P-2 shutdown
and disengage.

[BEEPING]

The meters are oscillating!

Hey, we've got a
charge reading here.

It's building up!

We got a 25-volt oscillation!

MAN [OVER P.A.]: Emergency alert!
Emergency alert!

Evacuate area.
Evacuate area.

TECHNICIAN:
Evacuate!

Move! Move!

[OVER P.A.]:
Shut down all systems!

Bring in all backups!

Get the MedEvac choppers in!
Seal off this area, now!

[TECHNICIANS SHOUTING]

MAN [OVER P.A.]:
Emergency alert!

Emergency alert!

Thermal incident in facility
three.

Thermal incident
in facility three.

Emergency alert!
Emergency alert!

The fumes,
be careful of the fumes.

Where's that truck?
Get that foam truck in here now!

We're damn lucky the
whole thing didn't go up!

Third alert to Burnwood
over at City General.

Stand by!

He's conscious,
and breathing on his own.

Pete...

TECHNICIAN:
Ready!

[EXTINGUISHER WHOOSHING]

TECHNICIAN:
This one over here!

Put this down over here!

Come on, come on.

What happened?

What in the hell happened?

Mr. Webber,
any intelligence report?

Uh, Mr. Chairman,

it appears to have been
purely an accident.

Um, there's not a whisper
of subversive activity,

and, uh...

it just appears to have been
a technical problem.

Mr. Reese, what does
Technical Review have to say?

Our preliminary findings
indicate that the, uh,

fuel pumping system possibly
gave off an unexpected power surge

at the point of disengagement.

That can only be attributed to
an electrical short in the circuitry.

The spark it emitted
ignited the vapors, and...

she blew.

That's our best assessment
at this point.

Didn't anyone do a pre-run
systems check on the pump?

I did.

But it should
have been re-checked.

Look, gentlemen, there's
only one explanation here.

That's a serious breakdown
in my safety review procedure.

It's my fault...

and I accept
full responsibility.

Webber, Reese, uh,
would you excuse us, please?

[DOOR SHUTS]

Peter, this is the
last thing we expected,

particularly with something
under your supervision.

Yeah, I know.

I'm kind of surprised myself.

But I missed something, Ed.

I should have backtracked
and backtracked again,

and I didn't.

Do you know how many
phone calls I've received

from the Department of Energy?
The Pentagon?

They want somebody's head.

Well, we both know whose head
that should be, don't we?

I should've listened to you, Ed.

You warned me, didn't you?

And I just ignored you.

Maybe I am burned out.

Maybe your taking
a short leave of absence

might see us through this.

[WRY LAUGH]

That's not going to work.

This is too important.

And too many people
have worked too hard

to build this foundation.

No one more than you, my friend.

[SIGHING]

Webber's ready.

He's a good man.

He can more than fill my shoes.

And he's younger.

You have my resignation, Ed.

Effective immediately.

I can't believe
you just took off.

Where you been?

Oh, I just took a long weekend.

Yeah, four days.

Thanks for telling me.

Oh, do I have
to tell you everything?

If you want
your plants watered, yeah.

I did.

Your landlady let me in.

Thanks.

I also cleared out all
the, uh, science projects

you had growing in the fridge.

Now, what's all this bunk
about you retiring?

Well, there's not much to say.

I uh, handed in my resignation.
I've retired, that's all.

You can't, Pete.

You're a type-A personality;
it's impossible.

Now, just call Farrell.

Tell him you overreacted.

Look, I didn't overreact.

As a result of what I did,

three people are dead
and eight more in the hospital.

Pete, it wasn't your fault.

I don't want to talk about it!

You don't ask for or get a second
chance after something like that.

Forget it.

So, what are you going to do?

Oh, well...

[FORCED LAUGH]

I'm going to carry on,
what do you think?

Listen, I've got plenty to do.

I've got more things to do
than I'll ever get done.

Like what?

Oh, like, uh... write my book,

work on my boat,

go fishing...

You hate fishing.

Camping.

You hate camping.

I want you back, Pete.

It's not the same without you.

Look, MacGyver, times change.

Things change.

It's over for me.

Besides, I'm sure Webber's
going to do a great job.

Oh, fine.

Mr. Gung Ho.

What have you got against him?
I recommended him myself.

He's not you.

I like being around a guy
who knows his limitations.

Well, then, we can stop arguing,
can't we?

'Cause I've certainly
learned mine.

Oh, uh, listen,

turn in this security pass
for me, will you?

I just didn't want to go back
there again, that's all.

And, uh, why don't you
go see Webber, talk to him?

He's a, uh, he's a good man --
one of the best.

Well, do I look like
I need a baby-sitter?

Go on, get out of here.

Go on!

See you later.

[DOOR SHUTS]

MAN: Would you like a
new desk, Mr. Webber?

WEBBER: No, no,
I'll just use Thornton's.

[SIGHING]
Look, Nikki,

President Amunde's
special brand of paranoia

is only going to make
your life miserable,

believe me.

So, I'm going to be the nice guy

that you think I am,

and I'm pulling you off
this assignment.

What? No, Matt, don't worry.

I can handle him.

Oh, I know that;
it's not a question of that.

It's a question of what else
you can handle for me

as head
of the research division.

Research...?!

WEBBER:
Oh, MacGyver, how goes it?

That's what I came to find out.

CARPENTER:
Have you seen Pete?

How is he?

Well, he's back.

Give him a call;
find out.

I will.

Well, I'm sure you two
have things to talk about.

Always a pleasure, MacGyver.

Ooh, I hate to have her leave,

but... I love
watching her go.

So, MacGyver, I guess
you want to be filled in.

I got a couple of, uh,
environmental projects

that I know that Thornton would
have wanted you to commandeer.

Yeah, uh, maybe later.

Right now, what I want to do is my
own review of that defueling accident.

Why?
That's yesterday's newspaper.

I know. It...

It's personal.

Hey, look,
Pete was my friend, too.

That's why I don't want to see
this thing dragged through the mud

any longer than necessary.

[CHUCKLING]

I'm going to miss His Baldness
around here.

But the bottom line is,
he let something get past him,

and it came around
and bit him in the butt.

Look, MacGyver,
between you and me,

I think maybe he knew
it was time to hang it up.

Just as I know this organization
has an agenda to meet

which includes
those environmental projects.

So, what do you say?

Are you in, or are you out?

I'm out, Matt.

I got to get some answers first.

[BRAKES SQUEAKING,
STEAM HISSING]

Is all our security in place?

Yeah, we got a lock on
the entire perimeter.

Well, that makes
our plan complete then.

Well, looks like we just became
next-door neighbors.

President Amunde, welcome.

I'm sure your visit here will
prove to be very rewarding.

Perhaps.

MacGyver!
How the heck are you?

I'm good, Sam.

You know, I talked to Pete, I...

I don't like the sound of him.

No, neither do I.

Sick in the heart from watching
the grass grow, if you ask me.

Oh, by the way, Johnson,
that tech you put the fire out on?

He's gonna make it.

Oh, that's great.
That's great. Um...

Sam, do you mind
if I look around?

No, no, I don't mind, but the
foundation honchos say it's off-limits.

Uh, Sam, I want to
poke around for Pete.

I think he needs an
independent look at this accident.

Whether he wants it or not, huh?

Yeah, sure, go ahead.
What are friends for?

Thanks.

Oh, Miss Carpenter!

Good afternoon, Sam.

I just came to finish
my parts inventory.

Sure.

Has he been cleared
to be in here?

As far as I know.

Sam, aren't you
supposed to know?

New assignment, MacGyver?

Thought I'd take a look.

This is my job.

Well, feel free to dig in.

Pete could use
all the help he can get.

You know,
that is the second time

that you have insinuated that
I don't care about Pete Thornton.

You know damn well that I do.

I care a lot, MacGyver.

Hey.

I'm sorry.
No harm meant.

So, is the technical department
gonna reassemble this pump?

That's right.

You know, I just don't get it.

Pete trained these guys
to do no wrong,

and he went over
every piece of this equipment

with a fine-tooth comb. I know.

I watched him.

Well...

the answer is
bound to be here someplace.

Yeah.

That's strange.

This assembly shouldn't be
on this side of the pump.

It looks like something's
been patched in here

to act as an interceptor
between the pump motor

and the power source.

Whoever put it in here was
counting on it being fried

with the rest of the pump.

I've been over this with Pete.

This is not a part of
the original design.

You know, it's some kind
of an electrical booster.

In the pump assembly?
Impossible.

I know.

But here it is.

What are you
getting at, MacGyver?

When that fuel pump shut down,
this thing kicked in...

and ignited the fumes
left in the line.

This is what
caused that explosion.

Are you saying
that it was sabotage?

I'm saying it looks like
Pete was set up.

- Thanks again, Mrs. Tooley.
- Thank you.

Pete!

Okay, he's not here.

Like I said, he's probably out
enjoying his retirement somewhere.

Yeah, I'm sure.

All right.

Look, I let you have
the first move.

He's not here, now let's take the evidence
and go through the proper channels.

No, Nikki, I want Pete
to know about this first.

MacGyver,

I've already stepped out
of bounds on my case report.

Never mind
that you're freelance.

I've got a chain
of command to adhere to.

You know, you are sounding
more like a bureaucrat every day.

I am one, damn it,
born and bred.

Congratulations.

Look, MacGyver,

I know enough to know when
I'm getting the runaround.

Now, why won't you deal
with Matt Webber?

Because I want to protect Pete,

and, believe it or not,
I want to protect you.

In case of what?

Well, who's sitting
in Pete's chair?

Webber.

Who has a better motive?

That is a cheap shot.

Why am I talking to you?
You're dating the guy.

What has that got to do with it?

Have you read the man's dossier?
Have you? You should.

Read about all the special
assignments he did for the DSX:

Vietnam, Nicaragua,
the Middle East, Afghanistan.

We're talking about some pretty
nervous situations and places.

The man is capable,
Nikki, of anything.

MacGyver,

you're forcing
a scenario for a motive,

and you sure as hell
haven't given me any proof.

It's a gut feeling, okay?

Fine.

You follow your instincts,
and I'll follow mine.

Nikki!

Your Miss Carpenter is
in the station coffee shop.

Who let her through
the perimeter?

She showed her I.D. and
said she needed to talk to you.

Said it was urgent.

You radio your people

and you tell them nobody
gets into this terminal, period.

- Are we about ready to go?
- Ten minutes.

Miss Carpenter will
take about five.

AKERS:
Security, come in.

[LAUGHS]

I'm sorry, miss,
but we're closed.

[LAUGHING]
Matthew.

Listen, I'm sorry
I bothered you,

but I wouldn't have
had it not been urgent.

Bother me?

[LAUGHS] Since when
has coming to see me

ever been a bother, Nikki?
What's up?

MacGyver and I found evidence
of sabotage at the defueling station.

This was used
to mess up the fuel pump.

I have it all in my report.

[SIGHS]

MacGyver, huh?

Well, I'm glad
you came to me with this.

You are going to tell him?

As soon as possible.

If you want to, I will.

God knows
he's been through enough.

I'll get to the bottom of this,
don't you worry.

Quite honestly, I think that we
should tell Chairman Farrell right away.

I just get the feeling that you're not
gonna be able to let go of this thing.

Now, sit down.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

Hey, Sam, I got your message.

I appreciate it.

No problem.
He's over there.

MacGYVER:
Thanks.

Pete?

Pete?

Whatcha doin' here?

I don't know.

Couldn't stay away.

Maybe I'm doing penance
for my sins.

Well, you can stop
blaming yourself right now.

MacGyver, you don't understand.

Yes, I do, Pete.

That defueling explosion was
no accident.

It was sabotage,
pure and simple.

What?! What are you saying?

Somebody planted an
electrical charge in the fuel pump.

I wanted to keep it just between us

so we could do our
own little investigation,

but Nikki's taken it to Webber.
I couldn't stop her.

Well, why should you?
It's his job.

Well, what are you saying?
What are you saying about Webber?

I'm saying Webber
got your job by default,

and it's yours to take back
if you want it.

MacGyver, you just may have
given me the best news of my life,

but that doesn't mean that
I can go charging back in there

and kick Webber out.

Don't you understand?
There's protocol to follow here.

Listen, if there has been sabotage,
he should investigate it.

It's his job.

What is this?!

Are you and Nikki collaborating on
the bureaucratic bible or something?

Let me show you what your heir
apparent has been up to since you left.

Oh, MacGyver...

Is it protocol to fire all your
division chiefs in a span of a week?

What?!

Is it protocol
to scrap your whole agenda

the day
after you leave the foundation?

The man has hired and fired, Pete.

Dive into the computers.

See what I saw -- come on!

Or have you really retired?

[GRUNTS]

[GROANING]

[SILENCED GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTING]

Halt!

Good evening, Your Excellency,
it's bound-and-gag time.

Let's show the minister
to his new quarters, shall we?

Come on, come on.

Stout effort, gentlemen.

Like clockwork.

I brought us some
unexpected company.

Well...

Greetings, Amunde...

and welcome

to This Is Your Life.

[SIGHS]

And you... you should've
taken that job in Research.

Hacking my way into
the foundation files --

why do I feel like a criminal?

Well, you shouldn't.
You've still got your pass key.

Yeah, the one you were supposed
to turn in for me.

Yeah. That one.

MacGYVER:
Take a look. The Webber sweep.

I don't believe this.

He fired Renish? And Hickson?

They've been with me
from the start!

And Gelsey, no!

These are good men.
Why is he doing this?

Let's take a look at his
operations agenda.

Got a password?

Yeah -- "Agenda."

- Where do you want to start?
- Amunde.

Wait a minute.

Who's this new guy?

I put Nikki in charge
of the security detail.

Wait a minute.
I know some of these names.

These two are from the DSX,

and this one is from the
National Security Agency.

Why do you think Webber's
drafting them?

Oh, my God.

Amunde's private train!

Right next to a mail car.

MacGyver, these
are assault plans,

exactly the way we drew them up
in the DSX for covert operations.

And Webber drew these up.

Amunde's his target, Pete.

Let's go.

Who handled the
consulate bombing?

Who was it?
I want names!

[SPITS]

No, no, no, no.

I have a much better way.

You may have primitive forms of
torture in your country,

Your Excellency,

but we're a little more
sophisticated here in America.

This drug is called
"The Converter."

The reason we call it that
is because ten cc's

will make any man
pray to God or...

or Allah, as the case may be,
for relief from the pain.

With 20 cc's,
the agony becomes so intense

that heart attacks
have been known to occur.

And it makes the arteries
in the brain begin to swell...

until you just feel like
they're going to pop!

Matt... you can't do this.

Oh, yes, Nikki, I can.

That's what this is all about.

The drug takes effect
in just a matter of seconds.

[SIGHS]

So you'll tell us
what we need to know.

Either on your own
or with assistance.

The choice is up to you.

You have ten minutes
to think it over.

[SIGHS]

While I, unfortunately,
deal with another problem.

Sorry, Nikki.

CARPENTER:
MacGyver was right about you!

Well, if you
value his opinion so much,

maybe I can bury you
side-by-side, my dear.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMING]

Back off, MacGyver!

Oh, hello, Pete.

Where's Amunde?!

We're questioning him.

You wanted proof, right?

Well, this is gonna be the
biggest score in counter-terrorism.

Do you even know
what you're doing?!

Why, for God sakes, why?!

Why didn't you retire
when you had the chance?

Find Amunde!

Webber's mine!

Amunde's in the mail car.

Come here.

When I get on top,
wait for my signal.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

You've got to run
faster than that.

[PANTING]

Give it up, Pete.

You've been shuffling
papers too long.

Getting old... and soft.

[GRUNTS]

Old and soft, huh?

Yeah, definitely.

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[BLOW THUDDING]

[SPOUT SQUEAKING]

Now what?!

- Hey, hey, hey, what is this?
- Open the door!

[COUGHING]

[GRUNTS]

Take care of Amunde!

[SLOW, RHYTHMIC SQUEAKING
IN DISTANCE]

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

Huh?

Well...

two more
for the unemployment line.

[GROANS]

[CHUCKLES]

You know, maybe I am
getting too old for this stuff.

Nonsense.

Looks like
you just hit your prime.

[LAUGHING]

Oh!

[GROANING]

My tooth is loose!

Ow!

Am I going to press charges
at the World Court?

No, I do not think so.

Let me tell you something.

If I were in the American's position,
perhaps I would do the same thing.

REPORTER: But we're talking
kidnapping and assault here.

AMUNDE:
I love America.

You have such sense
of do-good and conscience.

He didn't even say thanks.

Nope.

Well, at least he got Webber
pegged as his kind of guy.

Matt Webber.

I came so close
to falling for his total line.

I-I'm sorry, Pete.

Well, don't feel too bad.

He had us all fooled.

Excuse me.

- I'll take care of this.
- Yes, ma'am.

I'm going to send this to Webber
at Leavenworth.

He might like
to see a familiar face.

Well, Pete, now that
you got your old crew back,

what are you going to do?

Well, I've got Jarvis getting the
disarmament program back on track,

and, uh, you're
gonna be on that.

And I'm gonna take
a little time off.

Time off?
You just got back.

This whole experience has
taught me I'm a little bit out of shape.

No, Pete,
you're not out of shape.

Yes, I am, and I'm
going back to school.

- School?
- That's right.

Karate school.

This is the last time
that anybody decks me

with their foot.

Hai!

Hai...

Hai!

[CHUCKLING]
Hey.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

SPORTS ANNOUNCER:
...the Raider's zone.

They have the man advantage,
they're applying the pressure.

It's Henderson behind the net,
looking for somebody to pass to.

Fires it back to the point.

Wilson with the shot.

Garrett makes the save!

The puck is knocked
into the corner.

Henderson there, digging for it.

Gets it back to the point again,

and again it's Weasel Wilson
winding up with a shot!

He shoots, he scores!

[CROWD CHEERING]

Weasel Wilson has given
the Hawks a six to five lead.

The power play paid off
for the Waverly Hawks.

They now have a one-goal lead.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

ANNOUNCER:
It's Morrison, winning the draw.

Morrison takes the puck
to the blue line.

Randor, trailing on the play.

MacGYVER: Like most kids
growing up in Minnesota,

I could skate
before I could walk.

So, when my old coach
sent a call for help,

I jumped at the chance
to come home and coach his team

through the state
championship playoffs.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

WOMAN:
Let's go, Raiders! Come on!

MacGYVER:
The Raiders had fought

through a hard season
to find themselves

in this best of three final
against the Waverly Hawks.

All I had to do
was keep 'em on track.

The hockey was the easy part.

The hard part
was the team's key player,

number 17, Derek Kirby.

He was the team's biggest asset,
and my biggest problem.

And, as usual, right there
at home in the penalty box.

[CROWD DROWNING OUT ANNOUNCER]

ANNOUNCER:
Kirby, still in the penalty box,

now only has
a few seconds remaining...

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Kirby dashing onto the ice,

and skating over to his wing,

indicating he wants to pass.

Kirby has the puck,
and then passes off himself.

Kirby, skating to the blue line.

Takes the pass.

Kirby heading for the end goal.

Turn around, wrap around!
Wrap it!

Kirby shoots, he scores!

Yeah!

Yeah, that's my boy!

P.A. ANNOUNCER: Raiders goal
scored by number 17, Derek Kirby.

Back only four weeks
after the incident in Finland

that led to his expulsion
from Team U.S.A.

He's back!

That's the way
to show 'em, Derek!

ANNOUNCER: You talk about players
that like to perform under pressure...

All right, we can do this.
We can do it!

Leaving the ice
for just a moment,

let's meet a familiar face
I spotted in the crowd.

One of the top NHL player
agents, Bret Thompson.

Bret, is there anybody down
there on ice level

who can play in the NHL,
has the potential to play?

Well, that kid Kirby seems
to know where to put the puck.

He might be just the kind of material
the Mustangs are looking for.

He's a good one,
that's for sure.

Bret Thompson,
thank you for joining us.

I know you're gonna be a busy
man over the next couple of days.

Kirby and Henderson on the...

Hey, what do you say?

Hey, watch his back,
watch your back!

ANNOUNCER:
Action along the boards...

Get off of him!

...to apply the pressure,
bucking for that go ahead goal...

Keep your head
in the game, Kirby!

ANNOUNCER:
...could win it for the team

here in the Minnesota
State Championship series.

It's a best-of-three.

The play goes behind the net.
The Raiders lose possession.

The Hawks have it!
Henderson, with the puck,

passing to Wilson in the slot.

Kirby digs into Wilson
and gets...

- [WHISTLE BLOWS]
- No!

17-white, tripping.

[CROWD BOOING]

...and now Henderson retaliates

with a shove to
the back of Kirby...

This is serious.

MacGYVER:
Sit down, all of you! Stay put.

On the bench, on the bench!

ANNOUNCER: ...on the bench,
as a fight breaks out on the ice.

Pushing and shoving...

Break it up!

Go ahead!
That kid's a pistol.

That, he is.

REFEREE: Okay, Kirby, that's it.
You're out of here!

Me?! What about him, huh?

You have a lot of trouble finishing
a game, don't you, Mr. Olympic?

ANNOUNCER:
Key player Derek Kirby

has been ejected
from this contest

in an instant replay

of the exact infraction

that got him expelled
from Team U.S.A.

[CROWD BOOING]

...what a blow to the Raiders
this will be,

with the score tied and less
then 30 seconds to play.

Replacement Coach MacGyver
doesn't appear happy.

P.A. ANNOUNCER:
Raider penalty, number 17,

Kirby, a game misconduct.

[CROWD BOOING]

ANNOUNCER: The Hawks
draw the foul play once again

with the score tied at 6 all.

Kirby makes his way
to the dressing room.

As the play continues now,

Henderson gets it back
to the point,

across to Wilson,
back to Henderson.

Henderson winds up
with the shot.

Henderson shoots, he scores!

[CROWD CHEERING]

[P.A. ANNOUNCER CALLS GOAL
OVER CHEERING CROWD]

Go Hawks, go!
Go Hawks, go!

Go Hawks, go!
Go Hawks, go!

[CHEERING]

PLAYER:
All right!

Seven-six, Hawks.

Hawks are number one, Kirby.

Forget it, kid.

These jokers don't know
what the game's all about.

Some refs will throw you
out of the game,

just for breaking a fingernail.

Yeah, and some will do it

when you try to get away with a
dangerous stunt like Derek did.

Mr. Thompson,
this is MacGyver.

He's coaching the Raiders for
Turk Donner while Turk's laid up.

Bret here is a, uh,
he's a player's rep,

in case you didn't know that.

He's trying to set up
my boy for the Mustangs.

From the way Derek
played tonight...

I'd say he's just the kind of
material they're looking for.

Yeah, well Mustang material
is not what I'm looking for.

You didn't get away with
banging heads for Team U.S.A.,

you're not gonna get away
with it playing for the Raiders.

Now, you try something
like that again,

I'll can you myself.
State finals or not.

Practice, 2:00 sharp.
Be there.

Who in the hell
does he think he is,

coming in here mouthing
off to you like that...

telling you what to do?

Come on, Pop. MacGyver's
just thinking of the team.

- Oh, MacGyver, MacGyver...
- Don't worry about it.

If I can get the Mustang coaches
to fly down for the next game,

and you play
the way you did tonight,

well... you can kiss this little
hick town goodbye forever.

All right, Bret.

[LAUGHING]

[SIGHS]

[KNOCKING]

- We lost.
- I know.

Where did you get this?

I have my connections.

The doctor said no excitement.

Doctor's been saying that
for six weeks.

I just wish she'd let the boys
come in and see me.

Will you take it easy?
Your health comes first.

No, the championship
comes first.

That's why you're here,
MacGyver,

and I appreciate it.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
We're down to a two-game season.

We got to win both.

Right, and Derek's
our only chance.

You're the coach now,
you got to do something with him.

[SCOFFS]

How about canning him
for starters?

You know,
for every goal he scored,

he spent four to six minutes
in the penalty box.

What'd you ever see in this kid

to make you think
he was Olympic material?

I saw the next Gretzky,

maybe better.

He's got that fire inside him,

that certain something
that can make him a champion.

That same something you
took to the Olympics in 1960?

Oh, I see a little bit of me
in the kid,

but I also see
a whole lot of you, MacGyver.

He has what you had when
I coached you in high school.

All he needs is someone
to clear a path for him,

to show him the way,
and you can do that, MacGyver,

I know you can.

This means more to you than just
winning a championship, doesn't it?

Oh, folks around here

could use something
to stand up and be proud of.

And you can give it
to them, MacGyver,

but it starts with Derek Kirby.

You got to turn him around.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[MUTTERING]

Derek's not here.

- I came to talk to you.
- Yeah, so talk.

Talk all you want, I don't care.

I want you to keep Thompson

and the Mustangs
away from Derek.

You got to be kidding.
What for?

So your son can play
the right brand of hockey.

I don't want to see the team
lose the championship

just so Derek can showboat
his way into a contract

with those goons.

You got it figured out
pretty good, don't you?

I want to show you something,
MacGyver,

about the right brand of hockey.

This trophy here.

He won that when he was 14.

Most Valuable Player.

97 goals, 112 assists.

And guess what?

He won it
without you holding his hand,

so what do you think
about that, hotshot?

I think an Olympic medal
might have looked good in here.

Yeah, I thought about that.

I did, I thought about that...

until they put an Olympic torch

in my son's hands,

and then burnt him with it.

Mr. Kirby, don't you think Derek
had just a little to do with that?

Why?

'Cause my boy
plays hard-nose hockey?

'Cause my kid plays to win?

No, because he ignores
basic rules of hockey.

And he doesn't give a thought
about the team or teamwork.

Derek has nothing
resembling Olympic spirit.

Don't you tell me
about Olympic spirit, MacGyver.

I've seen my boy cry
twice in his life.

Once, when his mama died,

and the other time

was when he got off that plane
from Finland.

I ain't ever gonna see him
hurt that way again.

I'm gonna do
everything in my power,

everything I can,

to see he gets something decent
in this life.

And it's hockey, man,
I mean it's professional hockey.

That's the only way
he's going to get it.

Get what?

A big paycheck
for being a hit-man on skates?

That's all the Mustangs
are looking for.

At least it's a chance for
something better than this, right?

Let me tell you something,
MacGyver.

You get in the way of that,

- and so help me, I'm...
- Don't say it, Mr. Kirby.

Please... don't say it.

Thanks for your time.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[CONTINUES IN STACCATO BURSTS]

Aim low, hard, and on net,
and...

[BLOWS WHISTLE]

[WHISTLE BLOWING STACCATOS]

[BLOWS WHISTLE TWICE]

MacGYVER:
Nice shot!

Sure you don't need a soap box
to shoot from, Kirby?

You got something to say,
then say it, Chester.

Your hot-dogging for the
Mustangs cost us the game.

Hey! Can it, you guys!

- Why don't you shut your face?
- Make me do it!

- You want to try me now?
- Yeah.

Come on, let's do it!

Show me!

PLAYER:
Hey, hey, hey, guys.

Hey!

PLAYER:
Come on, cool it, would you?

Knock it off.

Oh, man.
Come on!

Back off.

Knock it off, both of you!

Now, we win as a team,
and we lose as a team.

That's the way it works,
you got it?!

All right, set up
for the Fish Hook.

We'll run it as a team.

[SIGHS]

All right, set it up!

[BLOWS WHISTLE]

MacGYVER:
Run the boards, Morrison...

That's it!

Now, move it!

Now, bring it out, Malachuk.

MacGYVER:
Set it!

Pass it, Kirby, pass it!

Watch the interference.

Get it to him!

All right.

That's working together.

Okay... again.

[BLOWS WHISTLE]

MacGYVER:
Esposito's got it at center ice.

Into the corner to Sanderson,

to Orr, coming down the slot,
he shoots... off the pipe.

It's out front.

Lanny MacDonald shoots, scores!

- [TABLE BEEPING]
- Oh!

Unbelievable, off the face mask.
Great shot.

You got any more quarters?

No, you've totally
cleaned me out.

Come on.

You really love hockey,
don't you?

Yeah.

I love it a lot.

So what got you turned on to it?

Well, growing up in Minnesota,
it's kind of hard not to,

but right there,

that's what did it for me.

It's Turk Donner's gold medal.

Squaw Valley, 1960.

Turk and his team
beat the Czechs.

MacGYVER:
I was eight years old,

and I can still remember him
bringing home that medal.

I couldn't wait to get into
high school to play for him.

Yeah.

Coach Donner's the reason
I made it onto Team U.S.A.

No, your ability to play the game of
hockey is what got you on the team.

The question is, how did you
get yourself kicked off the team?

Ooh, no secret there.

The whole country saw it.

That steamroller on Team Finland
took me into the boards,

and I gave it back to him.

End of story.

That's not
what I'm talking about.

I want to know
what went on in your head.

Derek, you have got the talent.

You've got the speed,
you've got the instinct.

You know that.

You don't have to
bang heads to win.

You know what it's like
to be chosen from 400

of the best players
in the country?

I wish I did.

They only picked 32 of us.

God, my dad was proud.

I got a letter
from the governor,

congratulating me as an
"Ambassador of Sportsmanship."

Dad borrowed money from the bank

to throw me this big
send-off party.

Filled this place
to the rafters.

And then I blew my chance
at the Olympics

by playing the only hockey
I know.

I got to go for that
NHL contract, MacGyver.

I can't let my dad down again.

That's great!

Go for the NHL

But Derek, make a team pick you
for the right reasons.

Make 'em pick you for your
abilities as a hockey player,

not a fighter.

It's all I can do, MacGyver.

Hockey's in my blood.

I understand that.

Just take the blood out
of your hockey.

Doesn't it say something to you
when the only team

to show any interest
in you at all

is a team
with a fairly bad reputation?

You can do better
than that, Derek.

WALT:
Derek.

Let's go, buddy.

Got work to do.

I got to go.

Why don't you save your coaching
for the ice, MacGyver?

ANNOUNCER: Welcome to
Kerrisdale Arena for game two

of the Minnesota
State College Championship.

Face off is just minutes away
here on KLMA.

[CROWD ROARING]

620 AM radio,
your voice of hockey.

In the exciting, high-scoring,
game one of the series,

the Hawks scored
in the final seconds

to beat the Raiders
seven to six.

That was just after Raiders'
star Derek Kirby was ejected

from the game
for an intent to injure penalty.

Kirby's a key factor
in keeping the Hawks

from walking off
with the championship.

The former Team U.S.A. player
has racked out the record

180 minutes
of penalties this season,

and yet, still leads
in goals with 55.

You know, if Kirby had
stuck around in game one,

it might have been
a different story.

[WHISTLE]

The puck is dropped to get game two
in this best of three series underway.

Raiders take possession
and pass it through center ice

...and down the right side.

The all important second game,

and Kirby has come to play
in this one, you can tell.

He really wants the puck
at every opportunity.

Kirby takes it past
to the blue line.

Now heads for the end boards.

This could be the fastest
wraparound move from Kirby.

And then he scores!

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING,
BUZZER SOUNDS]

...His lightning speed
in game two

to give the Raiders
an early one nothing lead!

As I said,
Kirby has come to play,

and he used that move
where he goes around the net,

and then tucks it
in the short side.

Oh, what a beauty that was
from Derek Kirby

to give the Raiders
a one nothing lead

in this all-important
second game of the series.

That's the lift,
the psychological lift,

that the Raiders
were looking for.

The Raiders' replacement coach,
MacGyver,

seems to have really worked
wonders with his star center,

or is Kirby trying
to earn his ticket to the NHL

by impressing those two
Mustang coaches

that are sitting with his dad
in the stands.

And now, the Raiders come out
of their own zone.

They've got a two
on two situation

as they hit the blue line

and shoot the puck in.

Kirby has the puck.

He drives toward the end boards,
stops, turns around,

comes back to the point.

Now he's picking up speed,
striving towards the net.

Kirby taking a vicious whack
from Wilson. Kirby...

Call it, Ref!

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

14, Hawks --
cross check and let's go.

ANNOUNCER:
...taking a dive on the play.

What's interesting here is
that Kirby...

Don't just lie there --
get after him, son!

ANNOUNCER:
This is most unlike Kirby.

Maybe he's hurt,
maybe he's really shaken up.

No!

Kirby is back on his skates.

The clock is stopped
with two minutes

and eight seconds remaining
in the second period.

The score -- still Raiders, three,
Hawks, one.

Two of those Raiders goals
coming from Derek Kirby,

who surprisingly enough, has yet

to receive a single penalty
in this game.

Way to go, MacGyver!

REF:
14, Hawks -- two minutes.

Cross checking.

P.A. ANNOUNCER:
Hawk's penalty -- number 14,

Wilson, cross-checking,
two minutes.

ANNOUNCER:
Kirby is happy.

Raiders have the man advantage.

And this is a key face-off just
inside the Hawk's blue line.

- [WHISTLE]
- Kirby and the Raiders are set.

They lose the face-off,
the Hawks get possession.

They play it
behind their own net.

...Up the center right
right to the stick of Kirby.

Kirby at his own blue line.

He wheels, passes to himself.

What a great move
by Derek Kirby!

A bit of a showboating move,
but it certainly worked,

as Kirby passes to Malachuk.

Maluchuk... but something's
happened.

He's got a man over
behind the net.

Malachuk plays him
around the boards.

The Raiders still
have possession.

Back to Kirby at the point.

Kirby, wheeling and dealing
just inside the blue line.

Set it up.

Looking for somebody to pass to.

The Raiders have them
at advantage. They're on...

Let's go, boy!

ANNOUNCER: They lead
by a three to one score.

Kirby still looking
for somebody to pass to...

Watch him now -- he's
gonna make his move.

ANNOUNCER:
...But he's not passing.

He's hanging onto the puck.

Kirby is looking into the stands
at the players and at the scouts.

Kirby, what are you doing?

ANNOUNCER:
I can't believe it.

He's showboating
for the fans and the pros.

He fakes the shot,
moves in towards the net.

He's got an open lane,
but again, he won't shoot,

and he won't pass. He's...

Stop the hotdogging!

ANNOUNCER: Deep move by Kirby
to get by the defense man.

And he still
won't pass the puck.

He's got players open
all over the ice.

Henderson moves in.

Oh. He gets the puck
away from Kirby.

It's a two on one break...

It's Baxter and Henderson.

Henderson took the puck,
plays it to Baxter.

Baxter shoots! He scores!

[BUZZER SHOUTS]

Oh, boy!

A bad move on the part of Kirby.

He held onto the puck
far too long,

and it cost the Raiders.

Henderson poke-checked it free.

Damn it, no!

He and Baxter went in
on a two...

Turk, I told you, no hockey.

No excitement.

Now wait a minute, doc.

Are you telling me that I'm
getting out of here in a week,

and I can't even listen
to a game on the radio?

'Cause if that's
what you're telling me,

you may as well pull the plug
right now.

'Cause the first thing
I'm gonna do

when I get out of here
is find a hockey game,

and I don't care
if it's peewees on a pond!

You are a real big pain,
you know that?

'Course I know that.

What's the score?

We're up by one.

Pull up a bed, doc,
and sit down.

How's Kirby doing?

Well, he'd be
in the dressing room about now,

and if I were MacGyver,
I'd be saying to him,

"Why didn't you follow the play,
Kirby?

Johnson was wide open!"

Why didn't you
follow the play, Kirby?

Johnson was wide open.

I lost it, all right?

No, it's not all right.

They scored because you
didn't follow through on the play.

The play we set up as a team.

Now you want to play for the
Mustangs, that's fine with me,

but you wait until
you're on their team!

You got it?

I got it.
I'm sorry.

Okay, two minutes, Raiders.

All right, we've got 20 minutes
left to do it.

Let's go!

Let's go!

[ALL TALKING EXCITEDLY]

[APPLAUSE]

PA ANNOUNCER:
Now, ladies and gentlemen,

for the third period,
your Raiders!

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]

[CROWD CHANTING]
You can go, Raiders, you can go.

You can go, Raiders...

What do you call
that out there, boy?

Just let me play.

Well, you'd better
start playing,

and I mean I want to see
some hard and fast action.

I didn't haul those
Mustang coaches down here

to watch you try out
for the Ice Capades.

Look, we can't win
with me in the penalty box.

Who cares if you win?

You're making a fool out of me
and your old man.

Now I want to see some
of the hard-nose hockey

that's gonna prove
you're Mustang material.

You got 20 minutes
to go out there

and bash some heads.

Hey, let's go.

Get on the ice.

You're off limits, Thompson.

ANNOUNCER: The third period
about to get underway

here at the Kerrisdale Arena.

The Raiders
continue to lead the Hawks

by a score of three to two,

but in the best of three
championship series,

they trail one game
to nothing...

- [WHISTLE BLOWS]
- The Raiders with the draw.

They get it back to Malachuk.

Malachuk, across to Johnson,
Johnson ahead to Kirby.

Kirby spots Randar
on the right side...

Randar with a break!

He shoots!

It's wide on the mark.

Kirby goes up to the boards
to retrieve the puck

and is hit heavily by Henderson.

There's no love lost
between these two players.

But once again,
Kirby refuses to retaliate.

He backs away.

That's unusual
for the feisty Kirby.

- Bust him one, son!
- Most times, he'd sooner fight.

- Let him have it!
- He seems a little confused.

Unsure of himself.

Kirby moving in to the hot zone.

He's tripped Henderson.

Kirby, no!

[CROWD CHATTER DROWNS OUT
ANNOUNCER]

A tripping penalty if
ever there was one.

Kirby against Henderson.

Henderson moves in
to shove Kirby.

Now the gloves are off,
the helmets are down on the ice,

these two are going at it...

All right...

On the bench.
Stay on the bench!

[GRUNTING]

ANNOUNCER:
Henderson and Kirby going at it.

Henderson is taking a couple
of sharp lefts from Kirby, and now...

Come on, Derek...

ANNOUNCER: ...against Henderson.
He's had enough...

Enough.

ANNOUNCER:
Enough.

Kirby shoves Henderson.

[CROWD ROAR]

[CROWD GASPING]

[PANTING]

Better call the paramedics.

[RHYTHMIC BEEPING]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

He's still in a coma.

Have his parents been notified?

His mother's arriving
in the morning.

Will he be all right?

The blow to the head caused
a skull fracture,

and there's some hemorrhaging
around the brain.

Depending on how long it
takes him to come around,

well, he could be disabled.

Disabled?

Oh...

I'm gonna check in on Turk,
let him know what's happening.

You all right?

Uh, yeah.

I'm sorry, Eddie.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

[SIGHING SOFTLY]

Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey! Stop!

What are you doing?
Take it easy out there.

[CHUCKLING]

Hey, son, you...

you can't let what happened
to Eddie get to you.

I mean, that,
that was an accident.

His head is mush!

They can't just
bang out the dents

and give him a new paint job.

He's as good as dead,
and it's my fault.

Come on now;
hey, come on.

Did you tell Eddie
to, uh, pick a fight?

Did you tell him that?

Did you tell Eddie
to take off his helmet?

No.

No, well, then,
don't eat yourself up over it.

Ah... I know
you're hurting, son.

I mean, I can see that.

But punishing yourself
isn't going to,

isn't going to change anything,

right?

He's tough --

like me.

[LAUGHING]

THOMPSON:
Hey, Walt, Derek.

Hey, Bret!

Well, break out the champagne.

You are in.

Congratulations, kid.

Welcome to the Mustangs
and the big leagues.

WALT:
The coaches went for him?

THOMPSON: Are you kidding?
They ate him up!

Way to go, kid.
I knew you'd come through.

So, when does he start, Bret?

Your first game
is in Philly tomorrow.

The owners can't wait to see you
take a notch out of the Fliers.

Look here...
what do you think, huh? Huh?

Whoa! Tomorrow?

Well, you guys move fast,
I got to tell you. Whoo!

What about the Raiders
and the state finals?

What, do you want to go
on the ice and risk an injury?

Blow a six-figure deal
over a lousy state trophy?

Come on,
it's only one more game.

Look, kid, I had to nail them
to their seats

after the second period
to get them to stay.

If you hadn't come through
with the goods in the third,

you'd be history;
now, don't push it.

Wait a minute.

Are you saying that if I hadn't
have put Eddie in the hospital,

the Mustangs wouldn't have
anything to do with me?

You're starting to sound
like that MacGyver.

It's my question;
answer me.

What is this?

I bust my butt
to get you on an NHL team.

Now you want to play
20 questions?

Either you're in or you're out.

Look, don't worry about it, Bret;
you got yourself a deal, man.

The hell he does!

I don't want your blood money.
Get out of here.

Have it your way, kid.

Hey, come on, Bret.

No, no, no, I've wasted
enough time here already.

The name can come
off this jersey

just as easy as it
went on, you know.

Come on, give us another chance.

Are you nuts?!

Do you realize
what you just did?!

Something I should have done
when I got back from Finland.

What the hell
are you talking about, Derek?!

- I'm quitting.
- Oh, Derek...!

The Mustangs, the Raiders --
the whole works.

Come on!

I can't do this anymore.

You can't just up
and throw it all away, son.

I mean, you wanted this
your whole life.

No! You wanted it!

Me? I wanted it?

I had you in a half nelson
since you were eight years old?

You didn't want
any of this stuff?

You didn't want the medals,
the championships,

all these beautiful trophies?

You didn't want any
of this stuff, is that it?

No!

What kind of trophy do I get
if Eddie dies?

I'm finished.

No more.

I'm finished, too!

You hear me?

Finished with all of it!

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

You're late.

I know. Sorry.

Listen, Kirby's
in the dressing room.

He says he's quitting.

Take over.

JOHNSON:
Okay, let's go.

So, when the going gets tough,

the tough quit,
is that it, Derek?

I've had it, MacGyver.

I don't know who to play
the game for anymore.

If I play the way you
and Turk want me to,

my dad's all over me

and I lose a contract
with the Mustangs.

If I play
the way they want me to,

I practically kill Eddie.

I'm finished.

It just isn't fun anymore.

So, what happens now?

I don't know.

Finish college.

Get a job someplace, I guess.

And wonder for
the rest of your life

whether you could have
made it or not?

What do you suppose Eddie's
wondering about these days?

Quitting is not going to change
what happened to Eddie.

And maybe if you got out there
and showed people

the way the game
is supposed to be played,

that kind of thing
wouldn't happen.

Look, MacGyver, you don't have
a clue how I feel.

I know how you're going to feel

about ten or 15 years
down the line.

What is this, another pep talk?

Trust me, it's no pep talk.

When I got out of high school,

I could taste the Olympics,
and a pro career in hockey.

And then I managed
to get myself busted up.

How?

Playing hard, playing stupid.

The point is,
my injuries were bad enough

that I convinced myself
that it just wasn't worth it.

And I quit.

And now every time I lace up
my skates and go out on that ice,

I got to wonder whether
I could have made it or not.

And you know something, Derek?

I'll never find out.

You don't get many
second chances, Derek.

Don't make
the same mistake I did.

Because if you quit, that's it.

You'll always wonder.

MacGYVER:
Let's go, set it up. All right.

Go!

PLAYER:
Right to me, George.

Coming to you, Derek.

MacGYVER:
That's it! Next three.

Move!

Come on, let's go!

Stay on him, stay on him.

Eddie, next three.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

- Pass to the wing! To the wing!
- I got him, I got him!

Whew! It's going around.

Right to me.

Look...

I've been pretty mixed up lately.

I was trying
to please everybody, and...

I forgot what was best
for the team.

I let you guys down.

I'm sorry.

I won't blame you
if you don't want me back...

but we got
a pretty good shot at winning

that state championship
tomorrow night.

I just hope
you'll let me be a part of it.

Is this you talking, Derek,

or are you just trying to set up another
dog and pony show for your dad?

He's, uh...

he's out of the picture.

For good.

All right!

Let's run it again.

Next three up.

Here we go!

[BLOWS WHISTLE]

All right. All right.
Let's do it.

That old compressor again, huh?

Why don't you let me
give you a hand there.

I think I've had enough
help from you, MacGyver.

Now, there's your problem.

The spring.

Oh, that's terrific.

I'll order a new one, it'll only
take a month to get here.

Oh, maybe not.

You know,
when something's broken,

the easiest thing to do
is just throw it away

or forget about it.

But if you just... step back,

take a look at what you got,

sometimes you find a totally
different way of making it work.

Try that.

Seems like you got a knack
for fixing things, MacGyver.

Well, there is one thing I'd really
like to be able to fix, Mr. Kirby --

the split between you
and your son.

Yeah, well, he didn't
come home last night.

- [WRENCH RATTLING]
- That doesn't surprise me.

He's not quitting.

He's going to play tonight.

Tonight?

All right.

Well, let me tell you about the
last 12 years, Mr. MacGyver.

The long drives on icy roads
to games and practices.

Watching your eight-year-old
take a frozen puck to the face.

And holding his hand while
they sewed up his chin.

And the, the hockey clinics
every summer.

Every summer,
1500 bucks a throw.

You think I went
through that whole thing

just to see that kid rot in
a stinking little town here?

That boy has a gift.

God-given talent, MacGyver.

And it could earn
him a good living.

And he's throwing it away.

I mean, you're worried
about one game.

I'm worried about the
rest of my son's life.

The rest of your son's life...

starts with tonight's game.

Yes, Mr. Kirby,

Derek has talent.
He's got a lot of talent.

But right now,
he needs a father.

[COMPRESSOR HUMMING STEADILY]

There always seems to be
a way to fix things.

All right, listen up.

Uh...

I consider myself pretty lucky

to have worked out with you guys
for these last few weeks.

You've made me feel
like part of the team,

I appreciate that.
It's been an honor.

But right now, I think it's
important that we remember

who got you here
in the first place.

Turk Donner.

[ALL AFFIRMING]

When I played for Turk
back in high school...

he used to read this
at the top of every season.

It's the Olympic oath.

I think he'd appreciate it
if I read it now.

"In the name of all competitors,

I promise that we will
take part in these games,

respecting..."

DEREK: "...Respecting and abiding
by the rules that govern them

in the true spirit
of sportsmanship,

for the glory of the sport

and the honor of the team."

Let's play some hockey.

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERS]

P.A. ANNOUNCER:
Please welcome your Raiders!

MacGyver!

[APPLAUSE]

Are they ready or what?

Turk, what are you doing
out of the hospital?

I told 'em I'd crawl here
on my hands and knees

if they didn't spring me loose
for the game.

You ready for this?

Don't worry.

Somebody's always
got battery cables

in case I need a jump-start.

Hey, I've got good news
about the Henderson boy.

Doctor says he's out of a coma.

He's gonna be just fine.

Oh, that's great.

That's terrific.

MacGyver, this is Tony Ellis,

director of player
personnel for Team USA.

MacGyver.

Ah, the coach has
told me a lot about you.

Same here. I guess we've both
had our moments with Derek Kirby.

I, uh, lobbied him a little.

He agreed
to give Derek a second look.

If I like what I see,
I'll recommend

the coaches
give him another shot.

Gentlemen, you care to join me?

We've got a
championship game to play.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
We're into the final minute

of the third period

here in the third
and deciding game

of the college championship
series at the Kerrisdale Arena,

and a huge goal by Weasel Wilson

for the Hawks has given them
a four-three lead.

Their fans can sense victory,

as Kirby is taken in
along the boards hard.

Kirby has undergone
a lot of rough treatment from

these Hawk players,
especially in the third period.

They realize his importance
to this Raider team.

The Raiders try to gain control.

Less than 20 seconds to play.

It could be the last chance
for the Raiders.

The Hawks would appear
to have a lock on this one.

Brandar bringing it
down the right side.

Brandar at the blue line, and now
the Hawk fans begin to chant.

Only five seconds to play.

Kirby, moving in.

He passes into the slot.

Five seconds,
and Johnson ties the score!

Chester Johnson has sent
this game into overtime.

P.A. ANNOUNCER: Raider goal
scored by number five,

Chester Johnson.

In the last five seconds,
Kirby passing to Chester Johnson

and Johnson,
with deadly accuracy,

picking his spot.

We are going into overtime
for only the third time

in the history
of this championship series.

The face-off at center ice.

The Raiders win the face-off
and move into the Hawk zone.

Maybe they can end it quickly.

No, the Hawks break it up
and come back.

The Hawks moving
into the Raider zone now.

A chance for them
to wrap it up in overtime.

Kirby steals the puck
and slams into the board

behind the Hawks' bench.

Kirby, thrown to the ice.

Get up! Get up!

MAN:
Come on, get up!

It's tied at four.

We're in overtime.

Kirby is back on his skates.

He appears a little
shaken on the play.

Kirby taking
a pass from Morrison

as he crosses the blue line.

The pass goes to Malachuk.

Malachuk fires it
around the board

as the Raiders have it
behind the net,

they're trying to win
this game in overtime.

Kirby calling for it.

Kirby has the puck.

Kirby, back out
to the blue line.

The defenseman comes on
to try and block the shot.

Kirby fakes the shot.

The defenseman goes around.
Kirby moving in.

He's holding on,
holding onto the puck.

Is he holding on too long?

Kirby makes the pass.

Johnson is moving into the slot.

Johnson has the puck,
lots of time to tee it up.

Johnson with the shot.

He scores!

Yes!

[CROWD SHOUTS, CHEERS]

P.A. ANNOUNCER:
Raider goal

scored by number five,
Chester Johnson.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
...Derek Kirby, a great team effort!

[WILD CHEERING]

Way to go, coach.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

I have an important
call to make.

To Team USA.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
Three and a half weeks,

two continents,
five countries, one island,

about 9,000 miles,
and I was wasted.

Right now, I was looking forward

to miles and miles
of nothing happening...

except sleep.

♪ Welcome home! ♪

No!

Aw, the man's
overcome with emotion.

No, just overcome.

It's nice to be back,
it's great to see you,

but I need to get
some sleep. Now.

Oh, not so fast, kemo sabe,
I have fantastic news.

I don't want to hear it, Jack.

I just want to sleep.

So, goodbye, Jack.

Go home, Jack.

Uh, actually, this is home.

Temporarily.

A reversal of fortune,

a pileup of evil coincidences.

I knew you wouldn't mind,
so I sort of moved in.

Lucky I did too,
because old buddy,

best pal,
we have hit the jackpot.

I taped this
with my own lily whites,

from the 11:00 news.

Jack, the answer is no.

No rescue missions,
no buried treasure,

no sunken gold,
no oil wells. No!

You're right, MacGyver.
You're a practical man.

That's why
you're gonna love this.

Jack, I don't want
to see anything. Please.

I just taped the high points.

And here they are --
the Lupescu Jewels.

Emeralds, rubies, diamonds.

The most famous relics
of a royal family,

and purchased earlier today

at the Warwick Auction
for $32 million.

The reported buyer

is one of the world's
wealthiest women, Elena Iturbe,

heiress to a shipping fortune,

and alleged to be
the mysterious purchaser

of these fabulous treasures.

[STATIC]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GUNSHOTS]

What!? No!

Oh, I just taped
over some old movie.

My classic Western collection!

Oh, sorry.

[DRAMATIC GROAN]

But forget the past,
because, my boy,

we have a future.

With those royal jewels? No!

Of course, no.

Never mind small things.

We have a future
with Ms. Elena Iturbe.

Mac, she flew in
just for that auction,

used some petty cash
to buy those pretties.

The pilot and co-pilot
of her private jet went south.

I don't want to hear this.

MacGyver, I checked it out
at the airport.

Kosher, A-okay.

The plane's there;
we're signed up.

What about her flight crew?

Lost, strayed, stolen --
who cares?

We, old buddy, are on.

Jack, I just
got off an airplane.

No!

It's more than a job.

It's an opportunity.

Listen, I talked to her
about starting an airline --

small at first, growing,
with me building it into something.

- Air Dalton.
- Yeah. It's my dream, Mac.

It's all I ever wanted
in the world.

Jack...

I know I've pulled you into
lots of hassles and hustles.

You bailed me out;
I owe you.

But our friendship's
worth something.

The Iturbe money is real.

The lady is real.

It's legit.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Oh!

Oh... it's her.

Oh, come on.

Come with me.

Just one fun trip to

[IN FRENCH ACCENT]
Toulon, France.

Excuse me.

- Hello, Ms. Iturbe.
- Captain Dalton.

- Come right in.
- Thank you.

Ah, and you must be MacGyver.

Elena Iturbe.

It's a pleasure.

What a charming place you
have here, Captain Dalton.

DALTON:
Glad you like it.

Uh, we're ready to leave;
I filed a flight plan.

Good.

Uh, Ms. Iturbe, about this...

I'm most happy to have
you aboard, MacGyver.

Captain Dalton has told
me a great deal about you.

I'm all packed.

I'll get the plane warmed up.

Good.

Miss Iturbe, I'm Simon Warwick,

and it's a privilege
to meet you in person.

Thank you.

I imagine you wish
to see my identity.

Hardly necessary.

Do you have everything prepared?

Of course.

Your attorneys have
approved the contract of sale.

It's not their money,
nor their jewels.

May I see them, please?

Yes. Quite correct.

Designed for a queen.

Fitting for a princess.

Thank you.

Goodbye,
Mr. Warwick.

Can I help you with that?

The jewels?
They're not heavy.

Beautiful, but not heavy.

- Did you see them on television?
- Oh, yeah.

And what did you think?

I think it's kind of a flashy way
of telling people you're rich.

Ah. You don't approve?

Probably just jealous.

- Ready for immediate take-off.
- Good.

Stop!

Thieves!

Get out of here, Jack!

[GUNSHOTS]

That's my boy.

DALTON:
Up, up, and away.

Oh, you were both marvelous!

I have a radiophone in my cabin.

I'll notify the authorities.

Dalton, MacGyver -- thank you.

Air Dalton lives, huh?!

Dalton is asleep.

Well, it's my shift;
he might as well.

He trusts you.

And you trust him.

That was obvious from the
way you two worked together

to handle those thieves.

Especially in defense of a woman

of whom you... you don't
really approve.

Now, what gave you that idea?

Oh, you made it quite clear.

And Dalton told me about you.

Apparently, you
would rather give $32 million

to medical research.

Yeah. But then, that's
probably why you own the plane

and I'm just flying it.

We'll be landing in a few hours.

What then?

Oh, I shall probably go
into my wine cellar

and choose a bottle of
truly exceptional champagne,

and sit on my terrace

and congratulate myself
on my acquisition.

What are you going
to do with those jewels?

Wear them.

Exhibit them.

Sell them for a profit --
anything I choose.

You would probably give them
to a campaign for hunger.

Yeah.

And save a few lives?

For what -- six months, a year,

until they breed
more starving children

and the money runs out --
and then what?

Then you'd have bought
another year.

You can do a lot in a year.

As you said... it is my money.

You know, my grandfather
used to say,

"If you're afraid of the answer,
don't ask the question."

Notify me when we make
the landing approach.

I've arranged to be met.

Yes, ma'am.

There she is -- Toulon, France.

Better ask Miss Iturbe
if she needs any help.

Hi.

Just thought I'd let you know
we'll be landing in about five minutes.

Good. I've arranged to be met.

I'm anxious to avoid the press,

which will be waiting for me
like a pack of wolves.

MAN:
Hello?

Uh, Robert,
it's Elena Iturbe here.

We are landing in Toulon now.

Very good.

The helicopter will be there
in five minutes.

Merci.

[TIRES SKIDDING]

Take the plane to the terminal,
and check it in.

Then go to the Metropole Hotel,

and I will contact you there.

Will do.

Here they come.

I anticipate
champagne, flashbulbs,

and with any luck,
local beauty queens

panting after my
highly trained pilot's body.

Bonjour!

I guess you're expecting us.

Yes, we were.

You are under arrest.

Excuse me, but do
you know who we are?

Yes. Two American thieves.

And I am Inspector Andres.

And where is the woman?

Elena Iturbe?

No, Mr. MacGyver.

Miss Iturbe --
the real Elena Iturbe --

has been discovered in her
hotel suite in your country,

bound and gagged,
with her real flight crew,

her passport and papers
stolen by your accomplice.

Where is she?
Where are the jewels?

Hey, wait. Hold it.
Momentito, s'il vous plaît.

Ms. Iturbe hired us.

And if you're trying
to run some hustle...

MacGYVER:
Jack...

Shush.

Inspector, what Jack means is,

we were under the impression

that the woman we were
working for was Ms. Iturbe.

You expect me to believe that?

Yeah!

You used a woman
who resembled Miss Iturbe

to commit a brilliant robbery.

My congratulations.

Look, with all due respect,

maybe if we talked
to your superior...

This is my investigation.

Ah.

When I recover
the Lupescu Jewels, I can expect

a promotion, perhaps a medal.

And I have no intention
of sharing this opportunity.

Then as an American citizen,
I demand a call to my embassy.

There are no Americans here.

Only prisoners.

MAN:
They are truly stunning.

You did a fantastic job, Liane.

Or should I call you... Elena?

Thank God that's over,

but it was almost a disaster.

I had to hire a pair of pilots
at one day's notice.

What do you mean?

Well, the two idiots you hired
didn't even show up.

I apologize, Liane.

How did you find replacements?

I used my contacts.

I found a Jack Dalton.

He flew the U.S. Mexican border,
a bit of smuggling,

but nothing serious.

He had his papers
and his passport,

and, uh, he was hungry.

Resourceful.
And his co-pilot?

He brought in a friend,
uh, MacGyver.

A sort of soldier of fortune,
I gather.

I'll check them out.

But what about the buyers?

Coming in later today.
Bulging with cash.

And ready to bid.

Well, how much
do you think we'll get?

[CHUCKLES]

A lot.

Listen to me!

Would thieves
file a flight plan?

[PHONE RINGS]

Show him in immediately.

You can explain from
the beginning to Mr. Brosz,

Miss Iturbe's head of security.

Oh, that's excellent.

All he has
to do is listen to reason.

So, these are the
men who attacked us

when we tried to
retrieve the jewels, hmm?

ANDRES: You even eluded
Miss Iturbe's security at the airport.

I see. I see.

No, it was a big
misunderstanding.

- We thought you...
- ANDRES: Enough!

Take them
to the interrogation center.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Inspector, Miss Iturbe

is a very influential
and gracious lady.

She's only interested
in recovering the jewels,

not in any methods you may
find it necessary to take.

Do we understand each other?

Completely.

- Morning, Helen.
- Morning.

I've been hoping to
hear from MacGyver.

- Has he called in yet?
- Not since I've been in.

Oh, but there's a message
blinking on your private line.

And, uh, no, I didn't listen in.

Thanks a lot.

[TAPE REWINDING]

[BEEP]

MacGYVER [ON MACHINE]:
Hi, Pete.

Listen, I'm calling
kind of early,

but I wanted to make sure
you got this.

So do me a favor, will you?
Sit down.

Thanks.

Uh, Pete, something came up,

and I, uh...

Well, I sort of took off
with Jack.

Dalton?!

Pete, sit down.

This is completely legitimate.

Dalton is nothing but trouble.

I know you're going to say,
"Dalton's nothing but trouble,"

but this is really important
to him.

We've hired on
to ferry Ms. Elena Iturbe

back to Toulon, France,
in her private jet.

Jack needed a co-pilot,
and I was kind of elected.

I didn't figure you'd miss me,
and it's just a quick trip.

What?!

I'll be back by tomorrow night
so don't worry.

And it's a real big shot for Jack.
This is his big chance.

After this, Dalton
Airlines will take off...

MacGyver, what
are you involved in?

...and I don't want you to get all
shook up. Just relax.

[DIAL TONE]

[SIGHS]

Dalton.

Dalton!

Helen!

Yes, sir?

Get me on the first available flight
for Toulon, France.

Yes, sir.

Dalton!

[GRUNTS]

[DALTON GASPS]

She looked the part.

She had Elena Iturbe's passport.

Why wouldn't we believe her?

Be quiet,
stupidity irritates me.

I have three dozen men out
searching for your female accomplice.

But I'm not going
to waste the time.

You are going to lead me to her.

Do you know what this is?

Sure, that's electrical
shock torture.

Put a bunch of voltage
through a human body.

It's usually against
the law, isn't it?

It is also very painful.

You burn internally.

Sometimes bones break
in convulsions.

Not pleasant.

No, no, no! You can't,
I mean, it's crazy!

Torture's illegal, uh, uh...
I can't stand pain.

What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to say?

The truth is,
he conned me into it!

You gutless,
whining little wimp!

[BOTH YELLING]

Now!

- Care to dance?
- No, thanks.

[LAUGHS]

[OPENS DOOR]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Taxi!

[GRUNTS]

So how do we get
out of this country?

We don't.

We're officially crooks
until we square with the police,

which means we should get a line
on those jewels.

MacGyver... we're
wanted criminals,

we just broke out
of a torture chamber

by slugging an
inspector of police

and the head of security for the
richest woman in the universe.

We've got no choice.

Either we're innocent,
or we're dead.

There's a third way.

This place has got to be full of
resourceful folk who don't like les cops.

Maybe we could hire some help.

What, local crooks?

And stay on the wanted list?

Forget it.

MacGyver, we don't know
the territory.

We don't know this
con-woman's real name.

We don't know where she...

What?

Your light just went on. Give.

Well, the police
have already eliminated

a whole bunch of territory,

and we know
a couple of things they don't.

Like she took off in a chopper,

and she's probably
in Sweden or North Africa?

No, it's not likely.

That chopper took off and
reached us at the runway here

in exactly five minutes.

You figure airspeed
of 120 miles per,

it came a little less
than ten miles.

Which means it took off
from... along this line.

Okay, it's not Sweden,
but it's still a lot of territory.

Yeah.

But we know it came in
south by southwest,

so we trace back
north by northeast.

It intersects...

...here.

There's a church and a winery.

LIANE: Oh, I shall probably
go into my wine cellar

and choose a bottle of truly
exceptional champagne.

[TO HIMSELF]
Winery.

Winery.

What is it?

"I'll go to the cellars

"and choose a fine bottle
of champagne

and congratulate myself."

Here. She's got to be here.

Looks like at least two
armed guards on duty.

Okay, so I guess knocking
on the front door is out.

[SIGHS]

Let's try this way.

[FENCE RATTLES]

Take a look.

DALTON:
Alarm system?

There might be more.

This guy's kind of nervous
for a lousy 32 mil in hot ice.

Let's go one at a time,

and be careful.

[GASPS]

Oh, no! No, rabbit.

Stay, stay, wait!

Ah, stop.

Stay.

No, back!

Get back!

Stay.

Oh, you...

[ALARM RINGING]

Stop right there!

[RINGING CONTINUES]

MacGyver, I presume.

Search for the
other one -- Dalton.

Who, Jack?

Jack's long gone.

He's gone for help.

We'll see about that.

Go.

- Let's go...
- Get him inside.

You owe me one.

Mr. Russell,
welcome.

This is my associate,
Liane Auber.

Pleasure.

Your deception was very clever.

Thank you.

Would you care to
step inside, sir?

Look, Inspector, I came here
because I know MacGyver.

I'm a friend of his.

And he's no thief.

Somehow, he's been framed.

The evidence is overwhelming,
Mr. Thornton.

Besides, we are not certain
of either criminal's identity.

They had no passports.

Well, the descriptions
you have match MacGyver

and Dalton perfectly.

They're criminals, Mr. Thornton.

My advice is that you return
to the United States.

Not until I see them
with a lawyer.

When we capture these criminals,

we shall have
to establish identities.

Question them.

It might be months before they
are allowed to see an attorney.

We'll see about that.

Mr. Thornton...

Look, I know who you are,

but this is a criminal case
in my jurisdiction.

Any interference,
political or otherwise,

and I'll have you deported
immediately.

- Is that clear?
- Oh, yes.

Very.

Thank you for your courtesy.

MacGyver!

How did he find us?

And where is Dalton?

Two excellent questions.

He knows.

I think we shall cut some answers
out of our Mr. MacGyver.

What are you talking about?

Torture.

He's talking about torture.

No.

We had an agreement.

The Iturbe woman --

she loses money,
she can afford to lose,

but nobody gets hurt,
and nobody gets killed.

- I like that.
- Quiet.

Or what?

You'll blow his head off?

No.

Let me make myself
absolutely clear.

There is to be no killing.
I will not stand for it.

You won't?

So we just pack up and leave?

No, Liane.

I'm content here.

I'm a respectable landowner
with a staff that's loyal.

I only have two small areas of risk.

Our Mr. MacGyver here,

and now you.

I'm your partner.

I think I just bought you out.

Nothing else to say?

Would talking be of any use?

No.

When my auction is over,

we will finish this.

Goodbye... Liane.

Position René at the top
of the stairs.

I want no one to come down here.

Immediately, Monsieur Donnay.

All right, I was stupid.

For coming to my rescue?

I kind of appreciate that,
actually.

Hmm. Nevertheless, stupid.

[SIGHS]
Look, we're not dead.

We've got some time
to figure a way out of here,

and Jack will be back.

LIANE:
Oh, Dalton?

He's an ex-smuggler
with the ethics of a weasel.

Yeah.

But he's still my friend.

So Donnay called
you Liane, is it?

- Liane Auber.
- Mm.

I believe in honesty...

at least when I'm contemplating
my own death.

Look, we're gonna get out
of here.

Oh. With some help
from your friend Jack?

I doubt it.

You know I suppose
I can understand that.

Your friend plans to kill you.

My friend plans to save me.

DALTON:
Look, I'll...

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.

I'll write you a personal check.

It's drawn on an American bank.

It's better than cash.

All yours for one little job.

Help a friend of mine out
of a minor misunderstanding.

No.

All right, I'll tell you what.

I'll throw in a cash bonus
after the job.

MAN:
Why don't we do it?

Are you crazy?
Let's go.

[SIGHS]

Hey!

Mon ami.

My friend.

Can I talk to you?

Sure.

[GRUNTS]

Mr. Brizard,
welcome.

Thank you.

Do come inside.

MacGyver?

What are you doing?

[GRUNTING]

If I can get my hands wet,
maybe I can wiggle out of this.

Oh.

[SIGHS]

Oh.

Aah!

Thank you.

You're welcome.
Let's go.

But we are still
prisoners locked in.

We better work on it.

There is a man with a gun
guarding that door.

Maybe we should consider
a different way out.

That door is steel.

It is cross-braced
and double locked.

I never said it
was gonna be easy.

[GRUNTING]

Could you help me?

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GULLS CAWING]

THORNTON:
3,500.

- 4,000.
- [GRUNTS]

45, 5,000, right?

Anytime.

You?!

[GRUNTS]

You had me slugged!

No, as a matter of fact,
I didn't,

but, uh, it's not a bad thought.

What I did was put out a reward
to have you brought in.

Oh, I'm touched.

Matter of fact, I'm bruised.

Don't tell me.

You're a secret
Mediterranean crime boss.

No, what I am is a guy with a
few connections in this area.

I used to run a
D.X.S. operation here.

And you know what you are?

Trouble.

Now where is MacGyver?

Well...

uh...

actually, he's, uh...

He's being held prisoner.

Prisoner?

Prisoner?!

I knew it. I knew it!

Jack, having you
as a friend is a little bit

like owning a pet disease.

Why Pete, old pal,
you trying to hint you're upset?

Upset?! Why would I be upset?

Because you've done it again?

One more time,
you have conned MacGyver

into bailing you out
of something.

And now he's the one
who's deep-sixed.

Probably in a bed of quicksand.

Actually, it's a winery.

He's there
with the Lupescu Jewels.

A place called the Domaine Donnay
right out of town.

I know the place.

Domaine Donnay?

All right.

Now we're getting someplace.

We'd already learned that
the diamonds were up for sale,

and that three
heavyweight buyers are coming

into Toulon to bid on them.

What we couldn't find out
was where

the whole thing was gonna
take place.

All you had to do was ask.

It makes for logic, Peter.

The buyers cross the border
with legitimate papers,

as wine merchants.

Can you find them?

It might be difficult.

Money's no object.

Jack!

In that case,

two of them have already
checked out of their hotels.

You didn't tell me that.

You didn't mention
that money was no object.

[SIGHS]

The third buyer is one
August Bauman from Munich,

staying at the Hotel Toulonaise.

Suite 317.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Yeah, yeah.

Who is it?

THORNTON [WITH ACCENT]:
Assistant Manager Herr Bauman.

A case of wine has arrived
for you from Monsieur Donnay.

Oh?

You must be a very close friend
of Monsieur Donnay, huh?

Actually, I have never met him,

but, uh, we are
to do business together, huh?

Champagne?

- Only the best for you.
- [LAUGHTER]

- [GLASS SHATTERING]
- Oh! Oh.

Here it is.

"Herr August Bauman."

Oh, boy.

He's due at Domaine Donnay
in less than an hour.

No problem, we can get
there in 20 minutes.

Yeah, and do what?

Well, bust in,
find Mac, you know.

THORNTON:
How many guards were there?

Uh... I saw... five.

Yeah, five.

Figure more.

No, we can't break in,
we've got to get in, somehow.

We've got to sneak in.

Disguised as what?
Mother Theresa and a leper?

Sorry.

No.

I go in.

As Herr August Bauman.

The third buyer.

Great thought.

Except I'm the one
that has to do it.

This needs style, Pete,
finesse, a certain, je ne sais quoi.

What it needs is someone
the girl hasn't seen,

hasn't described
and can't recognize.

And someone
the police won't shoot on sight.

Yeah, but...

You're right.

I'll go in as a chauffeur.

What's the plan?

All right.

I play Bauman.

I get us past their security.

Oh, my God.

I'm gonna have to trust you.

THORNTON: I'll keep the bidding
going as long as I can.

Your job is to find MacGyver
and get him out of there.

DALTON:
Gotcha.

Herr Donnay?

Bauman.

Shall we get down to business?

Certainly.

This way.

Gentlemen...

Herr August Bauman.

You are late.

I don't know you.

This is Mr. David Russell,
Mr. Jacques Brizard.

How very interesting.

I prefer that we waste
no more time.

So?

Very well.

Gentlemen, this way.

Johann,

you will remain here.

Are you certain this will work?

Nope. But when you
release gas under pressure,

you're using one
of the basic laws of physics.

For every action, there's an
equal and opposite reaction.

But what about this thing?

It must weigh, what,
1,000 kilograms?

Yeah, you're right.

Better haul over
another nitrogen cylinder.

We need all the reaction
we can get.

But what is the point
of all this?

There are four armed men
outside.

Maybe no point at all.

But if Jack's
coming at 'em from the outside,

I want to make sure things
are equal on the inside.

You really think he will come?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

DONNAY:
Straight ahead, if you will,

for our little auction.

Here?

12-inch thick stone walls.

One door.

No security risk, gentlemen.

To protect

these.

The terms -- cash.

- They are truly beautiful.
- Uh-huh.

Delivery guaranteed.

How?

You will receive
a shipment of wine

through the normal
legal channels.

Concealed inside -- the jewels.

Undetectable.

Very efficient. Gut.

One last point.

The bidding -- U.S. dollars.

Commencing, ten million.

Robert, see to it that
Herr Bauman's man is comfortable.

Gentlemen...

Monsieur...
what are you doing?

I have $25 million in cash.

[CHUCKLING]
Makes me nervous.

$25 million?

Ja.

Don't worry.

We have complete security.

An alarm system,
and armed men on patrol.

Security? Ha!

Your boss told my boss

that you had a break-in
earlier today.

We caught him.

He is under guard
down in the wine cellar.

- In the wine cellar?
- Mm-hmm.

- Down there?
- Mm-hmm.

Good, that makes me feel better.

[QUIETLY] Have you ever
seen $25 million in cash?

Never.

Show me.

[COUGHING]

$12 million.

$12 million five.

Thirteen.

$15 million.

- Seventeen.
- That's ridiculous.

Oh? Then they are mine?

No. $18 million.

Ah! I am out of it.

$20 million.

Gentlemen... take your time.

Think about Herr Bauman's bid.

Oh, yes.

Take all the time you like.

Georges.

Wake up!

[COCKS GUN]

[COCKING GUN]

Excusez-moi, s'il vous plaît,
ou est la toilette?

All right, we have to knock off
these valves, simultaneous...

[DOOR KNOB RATTLING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[WHISPERING]
Come on.

Hey!

I should have knocked.

Jack, I'm glad it's you.

MacGyver! And the ever-lovely
Elena Iturbe, or whatever.

Oh, it's nice to see you again.

She's with us, Jack.

She's agreed to
testify against Donnay.

Let's get a move on
before somebody checks on us.

Never fear, old buddy.

Pete's with Donnay
at this moment, buying us time.

Pete?

Yeah, he heard we got our tails
in a crack, he came a-running.

He's playing one of the buyers
at Donnay's auction.

I was just supposed to find you.
Which I did. Brilliantly.

In God's name, can we go?

[YELLING]

[GUNSHOTS]

[BOLT LOCKING]

Where'd he go?

He must have gone to tell
Donnay Pete's an impostor.

Well, then, let's use this
thing to get out of here.

- And leave Pete here?
- No way. Where's this auction?

In the wine tasting room --
the other side of that wall.

Give me a hand.

[GRUNTING]

Easy...

$22,500,000.

This is insane.

I'm finished.

Going... going... gone.

He's not Bauman;
he's a fake.

He came with the
other one -- Dalton.

Relax, gentlemen.

Dalton?

I locked him in
with MacGyver and the girl.

They are not going anywhere.

Well... I guess this means

you're not going
to sell me the jewels. So...

Very amusing.

RUSSELL:
I don't think so.

Kill him now, and let's
get on with business.

Yes.

I agree.

Goodbye, Mr... Bauman.

You know, gentlemen...

I don't think
you really want to do this.

Especially not in
front of witnesses.

But sir,
we are all accomplices here.

Yeah, I hadn't actually thought
of it that way.

Well, certainly going to make
a mess of the jewels, aren't we?

Yes.

We wouldn't want your blood

splattered all over the jewels,
would we?

All right, that's it.

I hope this will work.

Yeah, me too; stand back.

On three. One, two,

three!

Go!

Go!

Now, Robert.

[YELLING]

Let's go!

Stop!

Well, sorry to bust in
on you like this.

[CHUCKLING]
What kept you?

Hey, are we great, or what?

What a team.

And since we're already
all here together,

I heard
about this sunken treasure.

$50 million in Nazi gold.

You see, the ship was torpedoed
right up the coast,

and the gold was lost.

All we got to do is get a diving bell
and three bathing suits, and...

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

MacGyver.

Mr. Remick.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

And it won't change, you know.

I mean I, I don't know what
you think you're protecting.

We don't want
to see it change either.

The beauty of this land enhances
the value of our own investment.

I mean, do you think
we're fools?

That we'd act
against our own interests?

I think your
company's first priority

is to get your marina built.

Oh, come on, you've read
the geologists' reports,

the oceanographic reports.

They all say everything
is perfectly acceptable.

Yeah, well, our research says
that a breakwater over there

might erode the beach here,
drain the salt marshes.

"Might."
Things are ambiguous.

There are matters
of opinion here.

Come on, MacGyver, there's
other beaches for your birds.

Well, the fact is...

we're running out
of "other beaches."

We want to build a marina.

You're in charge
of the environmental survey

that's standing in our way.

Well, we respect your opinion.

In fact, we respect it so much
that we'd like

to bring you aboard our team
as a private consultant.

And pay you, what,
$100,000 a year.

[CHUCKLES]

Come on, Remick,

what happened to that lawyer
subtlety of yours?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Tomorrow I'm going to ask the
board for another three weeks.

And if I get it, that three
weeks will produce

enough information
to determine whether or not

a full environmental impact
study is in order.

This is a $2 billion project,
MacGyver.

And the interest on that money
alone could run

well over a hundred million
dollars a year

while you're busy delaying
this thing.

Which is something you'd know
if you lived in the real world.

I live in the real world,
Remick. This one.

Mr. MacGyver, you don't know
anything about the real world.

But you'll find out,
I assure you.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[HORN BLOWING]

[HORN BLARING]

And the new marina
will provide housing

for hundreds of pleasure boats,
and facilities.

We are talking
about thousands of jobs,

thousands of paychecks.

The panel thanks you for your
presentation, Mr. Knapp.

Mr. Chairman,
there's more to all this

than just taking water samples
or making a few soil tests.

Before we can make any
recommendation whatsoever,

we're going to need
a little more time.

How much time?

Oh, I'll be finished
with the preliminary testing

in about three weeks.

After that,
if my concerns are confirmed,

I'll recommend
an 18-month study.

18-month study? The man says
it like it's a drop in the bucket!

Mr. Chairman, that's an...

Mr. MacGyver, I stand ready
to break ground today,

but I'd throw it all away
if I thought for one moment

that my life's work would be
viewed as a disaster

rather than an asset.

I invite you to make
your three-week study.

CHAIRMAN:
Well, Mr. MacGyver,

it seems the parties
are in agreement here.

So if there's no other business,

these proceedings will reconvene
in three weeks.

Adjourned.

Well, I still think

we should have brought up
the incident about the truck.

Pete, one stolen truck and no
driver adds up to no evidence.

We would have never gotten it
into the record.

We're just going to have
to watch our backs, huh?

Yeah.

Oh, uh...

thanks for wearing
a shirt and tie.

Looks great.

Can't talk you
into a haircut, can I?

This MacGyver is no pushover.

I mean, he's not
like other guys.

I don't know
what to make of him.

But there's got to be a way,
and I'll find it.

No, you won't.

We have three weeks
to turn him around.

I don't have time for any more
of your amateur stunts.

The situation calls
for a different approach.

A remarkable piece of work.

- Oil, isn't it?
- Acrylic, actually.

I hear the artist
is left-handed.

Follow me, Mr. Knapp.

Half a million dollars
is a lot of money.

I'm worth it.

$250,000 down payment,
as we agreed.

You'll receive the balance
when MacGyver is either...

on our side or out of the way.

You're very beautiful.

That's part of it.

You know what I need to accomplish.

You know how important this is.

I'm a negotiator, Mr. Knapp.

I'll deliver the best deal possible
to accomplish your ends.

That's guaranteed.

What you're paying for
is what I'll do.

Whatever is required.

Some rather primitive attempts
at getting through to him

have already failed.
It may complicate things.

It doesn't matter.

I don't know what to tell
you about this MacGyver.

We put together this file.

He's not married, there's no
relatives that we could find,

close ones anyway.

There's a grandfather
somewhere in Minnesota.

I do my own
research, Mr. Knapp.

Are you sure you
really need my services?

What?

Well, this MacGyver,

he may study the data
and tip in your favor.

Several years ago
I commissioned a survey.

It's very technical,
very subtle,

but at the bottom of it is,

if they do a detailed survey
and study it carefully,

they'll find out he's right.

That beach will wash away.

Just curious.

[RINGING]

RECORDED VOICE:
Hi, this is MacGyver.

We all know
how these things work,

so when you hear
the beep, go for it.

[BEEP]

CARPENTER [ON PHONE]:
You go for it.

Yeah, it's Nikki.

Listen, I left my briefcase
in the back seat of your jeep

at the survey site.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Will you hang onto it for me
until tomorrow?

And, uh, don't get nosy,
if you don't mind,

or you'll learn
all of my secrets.

Thanks. Bye.

[DOOR UNLOCKING,
KEYS JINGLING]

[CLATTER OVER SPEAKER]

[LIQUID POURING]

[GROANS]

[GUITAR STRUMMING SOFTLY]

[GUITAR PLAYING MELLOW SONG]

[SONG CONTINUES OVER SPEAKER]

[TYPING]

[SONG CONTINUES]

[SONG ENDS]

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING
OVER SPEAKER]

[WHIRRING CONTINUES]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Yeah, Pete.

No fingerprints on the truck.

Doesn't surprise me.

MacGYVER [OVER SPEAKER]:
Yeah, well they're gonna have to do

a little better than that.

I don't scare off that easily.

All right. Yeah. Bye.

I'll take it.

Lawrence, just a touch
more shading.

I think you got it.

So, this is coming along
very well.

Well, thanks. You know,
goalies are easy models.

They-They never move.

Joke.

Whoa, hey.

- Oops. [LAUGHS]
- Let me help you.

Thank you.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

That's a sea otter, isn't it?

Yeah, that's right.

- You can tell it from a river otter?
- Yeah, sure.

The river otter's got
a skinnier tail, and the...

feet are different.

You really do know your stuff.

You know, most folks
can't tell the difference

between an otter and a muskrat.

It's nice.

Thanks.

They're on the endangered list.

Yeah, I know.

I'm painting it for a fund-raiser
at the Darwin Society.

Yeah? I belong to that.

[LAUGHS]
What a small world.

Do you know Deloris Forchuk?

Yeah, sure.
She just got a big grant

to run some coral reef studies
down in New Zealand, didn't she?

Mm-hmm.

You know, I begged her
to take me along with her.

Can you believe she said no?

Even after I helped her write
that acid rain article

in last month's newsletter.

Which, of course, she
took sole credit for.

You helped write that?

Yeah.

Terrific.
I mean, i-it was great.

Thank you.

Uh, listen, um...

I don't mean to interrupt,

but I've done a lot of research
on acid rain, and...

maybe we could
get together sometime

and compare notes
over a cup of coffee, maybe.

I don't drink coffee.

Neither do I.

Well, tell me, why is it you're
in charge of this study, anyway?

I've got a pretty good
track record

with the environmental
work I've done.

Lucky you; a track record that puts
you up in front of a speeding truck, huh?

I shouldn't have
told you about that.

You know, I'm surprised they
didn't try to buy you off.

That's usually the level those
corporate bullies operate on.

Yeah, well,
they tried that first.

So far they just tried to
kill you off instead, huh?

Is it all worth it, MacGyver?

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

That breakwater alone
could cause the tidal flow

to stagnate,
pollutants to accumulate.

Then the fish die,
the birds migrate,

and the whole ecosystem
is just blown out of whack.

Just so a bunch of fat cats
will have a new place

to park their yachts and party.

Do I detect
a touch of cynicism here?

Who, me?

Nikki?

What are you doing?

What are you so excited about?

You're here to record results,
not set explosives.

I'm simply helping
speed things up.

DEBORAH:
Explosives?

Yeah, we use them
to get seismic readings --

which is a job for experts!

MacGyver, we don't have
a lot of time here.

And you know that this
is no more complicated

than screwing in a light bulb.

Or blowing off your head.

[LAUGHS]
Oh. Well, excuse me.

Let me introduce myself here.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- I'm Nikki Carpenter.
- Hi, I'm Debbie.

So... you're the one who's got
MacGyver's heart going pitter-pat.

Aw, Nikki, come on.

Look, it's been nice
to meet you.

I'll just go find
something safe to do.

Thank you!

You were kind of rough
on her, weren't you?

I tend to get that way
with people I care about

who take unnecessary risks.

You might want to remember that
if I ever chew your head off.

I will.

Are you two just friends?

Good friends.

We've been through
a lot together.

Come on, I want to show
you the tide pools.

Okay.

[WHINES EXCITEDLY]

[DOG BARKING]

[BARKING CONTINUES]

Oh, what a nice doggie.

[BARKING]

What a good doggie.

I have a surprise for you.

[BARKING CONTINUES]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Great timing.

[RINGING CONTINUES]

I hate when this happens.

Hello?

It's Nikki.

You've got to come over here,
quick.

What's the matter?

Somebody's broken
into my apartment.

You can't imagine.

It's horrible.

They stabbed my
neighbor's dog to death.

Nikki, have you called
the police?

No.

Well, do it.
I'll get there as soon as I can.

MacGyver, what is it?

Oh, somebody broke
into Nikki's apartment.

She was taking care
of her neighbor's dog.

It was stabbed to death.

Oh, my God.
Is she all right?

No, actually, I have
to get over there.

Why would anybody do
something so horrible?

Maybe for effect.

Are you saying it could be
those marina people again?

But you're the one in their way,
not Nikki.

Maybe they're looking
for a soft spot.

What are you going to do?

Well, I can't let stuff
like this start happening

to the people
who are close to me.

You might be next.

Don't worry about me,
I'll be fine.

Go see Nikki.
She must be frightened to death.

THORNTON: What about the police?
They find anything?

No prints, no witnesses,
nothing.

Just like the truck driver who
disappeared into thin air, huh?

Well, the detectives
said that they would

talk to Knapp and his people,

but as far as they're concerned,

they're just going to treat it
as an attempted burglary.

Listen, what happened to that dog
was not the M.O. of a burglar.

Somebody wanted to
leave a mark, a threat.

There is no question in my mind

that Steven Knapp has
hired a professional.

Well, he's certainly
capable of it.

And unless I miss my guess,

his next move is
going to be on you.

Now, Nikki's fine.
She's a trooper.

I wish I was that strong.

Look, why can't we just go away?

If that's the kind of people
you're dealing with,

let them have their marina.

It'll probably get built
in the end anyway.

Maybe. Maybe not.

MacGyver, the big people
play their games.

The world's wired a certain way.

All we can do is try
to make it work for ourselves.

Now see, I don't believe that.

I think we're all
in this together.

That's why I'm not going
to let them stop me.

Even if the alternative
is they'll kill you?

Look...

I'll try not to let
that happen, okay?

Then take me away somewhere,
MacGyver.

Let's go, just you and me.

I'd like to take you
away someday.

Maybe when all this is over.

I love you.

I don't want to lose you.

- Help me shove off, will you?
- Sure.

- Don't forget to lock up.
- I won't.

And don't forget to call tonight.
It's your turn to cook.

- [ENGINE REVS]
- It's a date.

[SIREN WAILING]

[OVER PA]: Dr. Shale,
please call the page operator.

Deborah!

How is he?

They brought him out of
emergency a little while ago.

The doctor's in with him now.

Hi, I'm, uh, Pete Thornton.

Hi.

Oh, uh, doctor?

Can we, uh...?

Are you family
to Mr. MacGyver?

Well, no.
Uh, actually

I'm as close to family
as he's got. How is he?

We'll release him
in the morning.

He's fine for the most part.

For the most part?
What does that mean?

It's flash-burn.

He suffered some minor trauma
to the cornea.

Are you saying he's blind?

Oh, it's only temporary.

We have to protect
his eyes from infection

while the swelling goes down.

We'll remove his bandages
in a few days.

He's in no danger
of any permanent damage.

[SIGHS]
Oh...

- Well, can we see him?
- Sure. Go right ahead.

Well, listen, don't
get him too comfortable.

He, uh, he's got to stay awake long
enough to say hello to his friends.

Hi ya, Pete.

Hello from me, too.

We're all here, honey.

Oh, thank God you're alive.

Yeah. I guess I'm kinda lucky
I'm not fish food right now, huh?

Yeah, you would have been,
if it hadn't been for those divers

laying down mooring cable.

I couldn't believe it when
I saw that explosion, I thought...

I didn't have any hope.

Listen, do you think it
could have been gas vapors

in the engine cowling that
caused that explosion?

No, I really doubt it.

I vented the boat
before I took off.

What'd the police find?

Well, I convinced them they
should be dredging for the wreckage,

but unfortunately, most of it's
been washed out to sea by the tide.

So good luck finding
bomb fragments.

It's just like
my neighbor's dog,

and the trucker.
No real evidence.

Well, we'll find it.
We just got to keep digging.

We'll do the digging.
You get some rest, huh?

Yeah, get well.

That goes for me, too.

Listen, I'll, uh,
spare you the kiss.

I appreciate that, Pete.

You're late.

There are only a few more days
until the final hearing,

and MacGyver's still around.

Now he's going to make
a very sympathetic witness

if he comes in there
wearing bandages

and carrying a white cane.

I said I'll handle it,
and I will.

How?

MacGyver gets home from
the hospital tomorrow.

So I've planned a little trip,
up the coast.

There's a high cliff off Tower Point
overlooking the ocean.

The roads are
very dangerous there.

Do it.

All right. Over here.

There you go.

Now straight ahead.

Listen, are you sure
you're gonna be all right?

I mean, you could come
to my place, you know?

Pete, I appreciate your help,

but if you're gonna behave
like a grandmother...

- Grandmother?
- I'll be just fine.

[CLANKING]

Yeah.

Eventually.

Look, call me an old
lady if you want to.

I'm a little concerned about
leaving you here all alone.

Hi, everybody.

[CLEARS THROAT]

How you doing, honey?
How are you feeling?

I won't be alone, Pete.

Oh.

Oh, I see.

All right, uh, good, good.

Uh, well, I guess I'm not
needed here then, uh... okay.

Uh, see you later.

- Bye.
- Bye, Pete.

Uh, you need anything
from the store?

I mean bean curd,
tofu, anything...?

We'll be fine, Pete.
Thanks.

Right.

Well, it's good to see you up
and around again.

Listen, if you do need anything,
I'm just a phone call away.

Goodbye, Pete.

Right.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Come on, let's sit down.
Give me your hands.

[SIGHS]
Oh...

Oops.

We're almost there.
Here we go.

Okay, turn around.

Okay, sit down.

[SIGHS]
Oh...

I have a surprise for you.

You rearranged the furniture?

No. I made us
a reservation

up at the Tower Point
Lodge for tonight.

Just you, me and
the fresh ocean air.

And I won't take no for
an answer, you got that?

I'm at your mercy.

CARPENTER: Here's the
autopsy report on the dog.

THORNTON:
Thanks, Nikki.

Uh-huh. Well, that's normal.
Normal...

CARPENTER:
You see anything?

No. Nothing except
the obvious.

Cause of death --
multiple stab wounds... and...

the pathology report
says that there

were traces of lynx hair
in the dog's mouth.

Well, that certainly
didn't come from me.

Well, then whoever
killed that dog

was wearing a lynx coat.

A woman?

Why didn't we think of that?

I mean, five years ago,

they used a woman to
take out Joey Tartanna.

That was clever of them.

A woman would have a better chance
at getting close to MacGyver.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Deborah?

Oh...

Helen... get me
Chief Hanson right away.

Call the houseboat.

- [PHONE RINGING]
- [THUNDER RUMBLING]

They're not there.

- How about the mobile phone?
- Yes.

Chief, forget the houseboat.

We're after MacGyver's Jeep.

Yeah. California license plate

1-R-J-Q-1-0-4.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.

CARPENTER:
MacGyver...

- Nikki?
- MacGyver, are you there?

I can't...

It's gone dead.

Must be this electrical storm.

You can call from the lodge.

I had him. It just went dead.

She's got him.

You know, it must have
been something important.

Nikki would never call me
on the road if it wasn't major.

MacGYVER:
Why are we stopping?

Deborah?

You know, I'm not being fair.

Your friends are probably
worried about you.

Listen, I saw a gas station
with a phone a little ways back.

You should give them a call.

Thank you.

What are you doing?

I'm just getting my raincoat.

This station in the middle
of a pasture or something?

Oh, the garage looks
like it's closed.

I guess the phone
must be around back.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

Okay, here we are.

Come on.

Deborah... where are we?

Sorry it had
to turn out this way.

[CLICK]

You're only prolonging
the inevitable, MacGyver.

Come on, honey.

Don't make it
so hard on yourself.

[LOUD FLAPPING]

You're just wasting my time.

I'm going to find you.

[PIPE CLATTERS]

[DOOR CREAKS]

DEBORAH:
It didn't work.

I know you're still here.

Tell me, MacGyver...

does your life flash before
your eyes when you're blind?

I wouldn't want you
to take this personally.

All right, MacGyver.

Enough of this
cat-and-mouse nonsense.

You and I both know it's over.

You know, I have to admit
it's been fun.

If the boat had finished you,
I'd like to think

I might have been a pleasant
dying memory for you.

How about it, MacGyver?

Am I a sight for sore eyes,
or what?

Deborah?

You want to talk about this?

We did. Don't you remember?

[CLATTERING]

I gave you every chance in the
world to close the deal your way.

I'm a negotiator, MacGyver.

But no, you've got to be a hero.

You know, maybe Knapp will
name the marina after you.

[SPLASHING]

I think it's about time
we renegotiated.

REMICK:
Well,

we're all here,

but Mr. MacGyver
is absent.

The Phoenix Foundation
is absent.

Isn't that a classic
delaying tactic?

Mr. Chairman, don't
we have the right now

to ask that you make a ruling

in our favor?

Mr. Chairman, on behalf
of the Phoenix Foundation,

I want to apologize
for the delay, but I think,

when you hear the reason,
you'll understand.

MacGyver?

Our survey more than justifies
the 18-month impact study.

However, I think Mr. Knapp
will be behind bars

a touch longer than that.

What is that supposed to mean?

Mr. Knapp
is directly responsible

for a conspiracy
to commit murder.

- That's outrageous!
- This is libelous.

You have no proof
of such an absurd accusation.

Yes, we do,
Mr. Knapp.

MacGYVER:
We have direct testimony.

Don't be so surprised.

I'm a negotiator, Mr. Knapp.

You know that.

Testifying against you is just
the best deal I could make.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: We've got a pretty
good planet here... as planets go.

The trouble is, we're
letting it go down the drain

in too many places.

Random testing downstream

had turned up
some strange trace elements.

It was pretty close to home,
so the Phoenix Foundation

had a real incentive to find out

why what should be clean water
was showing up polluted.

- Okay, are you ready?
- I'm ready!

[CHOKING]

Buddy?

What is it, boy?

Buddy...

Buddy?

Buddy!!

Two minutes!
800 more gallons!

Okay!

[GROWLING]

Come on!

Try some of your own poison!

[YELLING]

Come on, let's go!

Hurry up!

Look out!

Go!

What happened?

Hey, wait a minute!

I'm on your side...

I think.

[GROANING]

Hold still.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Cut open your pants leg.

I don't need any help.

You got to stop that bleeding.

Who shot you?

I don't know,

but I saw one of 'em.

I'll remember him.

He killed my dog.

Yeah, I saw him.

I'm gonna tell you something,
Charlie --

I don't like this.
That big guy saw your face.

Put a cork in it.

What do you mean,
put a cork in it?

Hey, I'm covering my butt.
I'm out of this deal.

You call Dorman right now!
Call him!

Or I'll call him.

[KEYPAD BEEPING]

I'm real sorry about your dog.

I learned a long time ago,

you bury the dead...

and that's it.

When did she die?

[HALTINGLY SPEAKING
VIETNAMESE]

You okay?

Yeah.

You got a name?

MacGyver.

[GRUNTS]

Toberman.

[GROANS]

They call me Earthquake.

Hey, Earthquake.

I think we ought to have
a doctor look at your leg.

I take care of myself.

I don't need no doctor.

Well, we've got to go
into the city, anyway,

to report that dumping.

Might as well have
a doctor look at it.

We don't have to go in the city.

I don't like the city.

Look, Earthquake,

they were dumping
toxic waste into that stream.

They killed your dog.

My dog is dead.

They're gone.

You report it.

Look.

What happened out there today
could provide some answers

to some pretty
important questions,

but I need your help.

You can identify one of the men.
You're a witness.

I fought my wars.

Okay.

Guess you got your reasons.

I got mine.

I work at a place called
the Phoenix Foundation.

Will you remember that for me?

Phoenix Foundation. Okay?

Yeah.

Take care of the leg, huh?

Hit it!

All right, hold it!

WORKER:
All right, hit it!

How long will the cleanup take?

Clean it, empty it, fill it with oil --
about half an hour, Mr. Farber.

FARBER:
Good.

Then get it back on the road
and make a normal oil delivery.

You two, get in there and strip.

- What?!
- What?!

Burn those coveralls.
We don't want any traces.

As soon as you've changed,
take tanker number 16 there

up to the Twin Ridge Dump.

It's full of the same chemical
and low-level radioactive mix

that you put in that creek.

Oh, come on, Farber.
A legitimate delivery now?

FARBER:
Exactly.

After all, that is our business.

I've got a rundown on the
guy they shot, Mr. Farber --

a Daniel Toberman.

Some kind of hermit.

Lives up in the backwoods.

Has he reported the incident?

Not to the cops -- or the EPA.

Good.

And the running water
would have diluted

the toxics by now...

and they'll never be
able to trace them.

I think we're clear.

But run a background
check on this Toberman.

Wh-Wh-Why bother?

Because I told you so.

Look, I turned this operation
into a perfect legal cover.

We have something
to protect here.

Toxic waste disposal is very
profitable for the organization.

In ten years, we'll be part
of an industry worth billions.

Bigger than narcotics.

So, one mistake...

is one too many.

Okay.

We'll run a check on Toberman,
but we're clean -- he's nobody.

I bet you this
redneck's got hisself

some traveling money -- give!

What are you, nuts?!

I could've torn your head off!

Get out of here!

You know, it's really
too bad you couldn't get

this man Toberman
to agree to testify.

MacGYVER:
Pete, I tried.

The man wants to be left alone.

Okay, Toberman has
every right to refuse.

But getting this close to an
observed dumping operation!

It's a real shame we can't
even start to track it down.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

MacGyver has come up
with a couple of good leads.

MacGYVER: The lab broke down
the sample I took from that creek.

And toxic would be
an understatement.

Two acids,

a carcinogen, and cesium-137.

And Research gave us a
laundry list of possible sources.

It came down to...
Laboratory Chemicals, Inc.,

and Radiotronics Corp.

Well, now you do have something.

THORNTON:
Yeah, it could be a lot.

Lab Chemicals processes
its own toxic waste,

but Radiotronics uses a service,

an outfit called
Chemco Waste Disposal.

Who are they?

THORNTON: Well, they
were a nickel-and-dime

storage-and-disposal operation
up until two years ago,

when they were bought out
by the U.S. branch

of an offshore corporation

hiding behind
a Caribbean registry.

The whole thing was arranged
by the president of Chemco.

Martin Farber,
straight out of Harvard Law.

He's not exactly Mr. Clean.

He's known to have
heavy mob connections.

- Does that tell you anything?
- A lot.

But not enough to get 'em
to a hearing.

There's no proof,
no legal evidence,

and no case without this...
what's-his-name.

HELEN:
You can't go in!

Earthquake Toberman.

Uh, Helen, that's all right.
Uh, thank you.

I thought it over.

I'm glad you did.

We're all happy to see you,
Mr. Toberman.

I'm Karen Matsuga,
staff attorney.

You want me to testify,

I'll testify.

THORNTON:
Well, that's great.

This is terrific -- we think we got a
line on the guys that jumped you.

Maybe.

Maybe. At a place
called Chemco Waste Disposal.

Uh-uh, the sign on that
truck said "Alamesa."

Alamesa?

Well, all right,
I'll check it out, but...

it sounds like a phony to me.

I don't care what
they call themselves.

I saw one of 'em.

Could you identify him?

At night, in a fog, underwater.

[MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

- Hey, how you doing?
- I'm pretty good.

- Nice day, huh?
- Yeah.

Got a hot load for you here.

A hot what?

A hot load.
Where do you want it?

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa,
what am I supposed to do with that?

MacGYVER: I don't know,
my boss told me

to drop it off,
so I'm dropping it off.

Yeah, well, take it in there;
I don't want it.

Where to?

Look, you go through the gate,
you make a right,

go down to the end of that building,
make another right,

and ask for a Mr. Dorman.

- Now, he'll tell you where to put that.
- You got it.

I'll get the gate.

[VAN DOORS CLOSE]

[STARTS ENGINE]

[MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

It was a truck just like that...

except it had Texas plates.

Well, they must've
washed it down by now.

Let's get inside.

What's that?

MacGYVER: It's kind of an
all-purpose electronic bloodhound.

I got it set to react to the
same chemical radiation recipe

I found in that water sample.

Yeah, right.

You handle that, and I'll
look for the guy I nailed.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Dorman.

That shipment from Excelsior
get in okay?

What shipment?

Two guys in a van.

They said it was hot stuff.
I don't know.

I never heard of Excelsior.

Call the police
and find those guys.

What is this place?

They recycle industrial waste
by filtering out toxics.

At least that's what
they're supposed to do.

- It looks legit enough.
- Well, it is.

But if they're being paid
to reprocess waste,

and all they're doing
is dumping it,

a guy's got to wonder
where all the money goes.

And we're talking
about some big bucks.

[SLOW, STEADY BEEPING]

We got something here.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING ACCELERATES]

What is it?

I don't know, but this thing's
giving off a low level of radiation.

"Alamesa."

That's the sign I saw
on the truck.

Wait!

[SIGHS]

Let's at least be cautious
about this.

What are you doing?

Getting the lead out.

We're gonna have to protect
ourselves from that radiation.

Watch the door.

Why don't we use the box
I've been dragging around?

'Cause we're supposed
to be dropping that off.

We can't very well
walk out of here with it.

Good point.

Let's get back to the truck.

That's him.

He killed my dog.

[EARTHQUAKE ROARS]

[LOUD YELL]

MAN:
Hey, what's going on?!

Help! Help!

Help!

MAN:
They're over there! Come on!

Come over here!
Come on!

[INDISTINCT SHOUT]

What the hell's going on here?

[SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE]

Yeah, that's the guy.
The hillbilly.

Get lost. Now.

MacGyver,

that was brilliant.

No, it's just lucky.

It's the only place
they didn't look.

Yeah, very lucky.

Inside a piece
of police evidence.

You'll never know
what I had to go through

to get you two
and this released.

We got it.

And I spotted that slimeball.

He got a name?

Charles LaFond.

Well, we got that, we got
the evidence, so go get him.

Put the whole bunch in jail.

Well, it's not quite
as easy as that.

I mean, we do have
to establish a case.

Establish what case?

Karen's gotten us a hearing with
the state environmental agency.

And with that evidence and
your testimony to connect it,

we've got a chance to rip
Chemco Waste Disposal wide open.

What do you think a bunch of
paper shufflers are going to do?

They're no court.

No, they're not,
but a fuse isn't a bomb, either.

But if you light the end of it
and it burns down far enough,

there is an explosion.

They can send an investigation
team in there

to go through everything.

If we get these guys
dead to rights,

then the U.S. Attorney's Office
will tear them apart.

But we need solid evidence...

and an eyewitness.

Well, here I am.

Please give your full name
for the record.

Daniel Royce Toberman.

My only address...
half a section of county land...

where I found him and his
partner dumping poison.

Objection.

Sustained.

Mr. Toberman,
you may only testify

as to what
you've personally seen or heard.

I know it was poison.

It killed my dog.

We intend to present evidence
to that effect later, sir.

Do you identify Charles LaFond

as the man who dumped
liquids from a tanker?

I sure do.

And how was that truck
identified?

The name on it?

Just said "Alamesa."

That's the sign, over there.

You saw the sign,
the truck and Mr. LaFond?

I sure did.

Dumping toxics.

MATSUGA: Reserve
the right to redirect, sir.

Your witness.

Daniel Royce Toberman.

That's my name.

Not all of it.

You're also known as
"Earthquake" Toberman,

aren't you?

Yeah, but that ain't got nothing
to do with what we're doing now.

Bear with me, please.

Why are you called Earthquake?

Used a landslide once,
to get out of trouble.

The kids started calling me
Earthquake.

The kids?

My outfit.

Handful of greenies.

Some Vietnamese regulars.

And you won a Bronze Star

and three commendations
for bravery, correct?

I don't remember.
That was a long time ago.

Do you have a poor memory,
Mr. Toberman?

No. I sure remember him.

FARBER: Do you remember
Captain Edward D'Angelo --

in Saigon, 15 years ago --
do you remember him?

I remember.

Do you remember attacking him?

Do you remember
the court-martial

when you were described
as borderline psychotic?

MATSUGA:
I object.

He's badgering my witness!

Mr. Toberman's past
is not the question here!

FARBER: Oh, but his
credibility as a witness is.

She's the reason.

Tai Minh.

Tai Minh was the reason.

We wanted to get married.

Rules and regulations.

Your precious
Captain D'Angelo said it all.

You see, white men marry
white women.

Where is she now,
Mr. Toberman?

She didn't make it.

She died.

Oh.

Did you kill her?

[YELLS]

Mr. Toberman!
Mr. Toberman!

[GAVEL BANGING]

He tried to kill me!

Mr. Toberman,
I will not have this!

Miss Matsuga, restrain your witness
or I'll hold him in contempt.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
I just...

This hearing is continued until
tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m.

And if there are
any further outbursts,

I will dismiss your cause
of action.

Let's get some air.
Come on.

Follow them. See where they go.

I never seen anybody
handle themself

like you just did.

Way to knock down
that hillbilly, sir.

No, I discredited him.

I needled him to set him up
as psychotic.

But we need
one more final touch.

Now, listen closely...

Earthquake, you all right?

I'm okay.

What was that all about
in there?

Farber was right.
I killed her.

MATSUGA:
No, you didn't.

She was killed in a
crossfire in Saigon.

You were on a mission
in Cambodia.

There was nothing you could do.

Karen's one of the best.

She's done some digging.

She's on your side.
I think we all are.

Then you know the rest.

Well, we know they put you away
for striking an officer.

We don't know your side of it.

D'Angelo.

He really had it in for us.

I was going
to get married anyway.

I set up a Buddhist ceremony.

He got wind of it.

Shipped me out

before I could even tell her.

I never saw her again.

I didn't even know
she was... dead...

till I came back.

Just too damn late again.

And that's why you
went after D'Angelo?

That's why I wanted to kill him.

But you only hit him.

Broke his nose.

They gave you 18 months
for that, huh?

It was worth it.

Once you got out, you just
headed for the hills?

Nah, I tried the civilian bit.

Got a greasy spoon
with a buddy from 'Nam.

I thought that maybe I could
leave this pain

and killing behind.

But I was wrong;
I was so wrong.

I found that out one night
after closing up the restaurant.

I was taking the garbage
to dump in the back alley.

That's when it happened.

A kid.

A stupid kid with firecrackers.

If I'd had a weapon,
that kid would be dead.

I'd have killed him like that.
[SNAPS FINGERS]

But you didn't.

But I wanted to for a second.
Don't you see?

Toberman, you could've handed
Farber his head in there,

but you backed off.

What does that make me, a saint?

No, but that makes you
a human being

just like the rest of us,
with feelings and pain.

The Farbers of this world get
fat off of people who,

who run off and hide,
who don't care.

Well, you do care.

You care what happened to Buddy

and you care what happens
when they dump their garbage.

That doesn't sound like
a killer to me.

Well, I'd better get back
to the foundation.

I want to be ready to go
after them in the morning.

I'll drive you.

You coming?

Nah.

I'll stay here and...

sort some stuff out in my head.

Thanks, anyway.

All right.

Hey, Popeye,

Mr. Farber wanted me
to give you something.

Good.

Let's get it over with.

You're right;
let's get it over with.

[WOMEN SCREAMING]

[GROANS]

You, hold it!
Don't move!

I didn't do it. I didn't!

I said hold it!

Earthquake, don't move!

Keep everybody out
of this building.

Stay back.

He couldn't have done it.
We just talked to him.

He's not that kind of man.

Yeah, we know that,
but we're going to have to prove it.

Listen, call Pete.
Tell him what's happened.

It's obvious
this whole thing's a setup.

Earthquake's got
to be headed for Chemco.

[LID CLANKS]

[THUD]

[FOOTSTEPS FADE]

[GRUNTING]

[PIPE RATTLES SOFTLY]

[THUNK]

[EXHALES]

[QUICK GASP]

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Grade!

What happened?

Grade, come on!
Can you hear me?

You okay?

[GROANING]
I don't think so.

[COUGHING]

Mr. Farber, I've got Grade.
He's been busted up pretty good.

It must be Toberman.

Get Grade patched up.

And then find that gorilla.

Let's get you fixed up.

Well, Farber...
you got a story to tell.

And you're coming
with me right now.

Oh, I doubt that.

You see, you've been expected.

DORMAN:
All right, keep moving!

Come on.

Let's go, buddy, let's go.

Walk.

Straight ahead.

We'll talk when we get in there.

Back off!

Get your hands up.

Up!

I could waste him right now.

FARBER:
Not yet.

[GUN COCKS]

The police have simple minds.

We'll have to give
them a simple story.

Get Grade.

Yeah, right.

[LEVER CLICKS,
AIR HISSES]

MacGYVER:
When I was a kid,

my grandpa gave me
two things I'll never forget:

A subscription to Popular Mechanics
and a chemistry set --

and this place
was one big chemistry set.

[CLANKING]

[APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS]

[HISSING]

[HISSING]

[CLINKING]

[HISSING, RUBBER STRETCHING]

Chlorine, mixed with
the right catalyst,

and near perfect timing
on that inner tube,

was all I needed...
I hoped.

DORMAN:
Just get going.

GRADE:
Well, what's it all about?

Farber wants to see you,
that's all you need to know.

Okay.

- Inside.
- What's going on, Dorman?

- What's going on?
- Sorry, Grade.

Business is business.

Please, Mr. Farber,
don't kill me.

I've always done
what you asked me. Please.

A real company man
till the last.

Yes I am.

I'm impressed.

You see, he killed LaFond,
and then came here.

We had no choice
but to shoot him --

after he murdered you, Grade.

Congratulations.

You just made number two
on the hit parade.

Why don't you give
the police a call?

Now?!

It starts with a prowler.

Then we'll hear shots.

They'll get here just in time.

No, Dorman, please!

[HISSING]

Cops are on their way.

Good.

Then let's not disappoint 'em.

FARBER:
Get the gun!

[SQUEAKING]

[POPPING, GLASS SHATTERING]

What the...?

It came from over there.

[SHOUTING]
What the...?

[GROANING, COUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

[ROARING]

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

Earthquake, no!

[SIRENS WAILING]

Don't do it.

It's over, man.
It's over.

GRADE: Listen, I want
to turn state's evidence.

There's a man up there,
his name's Farber.

He paid me to kill my friend,
and I didn't want to do it.

Listen to me!
I'm telling you!

I'm not responsible!

It's him!
Farber!

You ought to be more
careful, Mr. Farber.

You almost fell.

THORNTON:
And Chemco Waste isn't

the only one we
put out of business.

This guy Farber had his fingers
in about a half a dozen toxic pies --

in five different states --

all of them running
the same scam.

All out of business.

Thanks to you, Earthquake.

[CHUCKLES]

You know Karen's right, uh...

we're all
really grateful to you.

So, uh, what's next?
What are you going to do now?

I just want to go home.

MacGyver's going
to give me a ride.

Hey...

Jeep's ready and waiting.

And, uh... so's
my friend here.

Maybe I should say...

Earthquake's friend.

Man...

look at him.

Ain't he something?

Ain't he just something?

She... sure is.

She's really special.

Yeah.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MACGYVER:
Some people spend their lives

trying to move up in the world.

My friend, Jack Dalton,
was at the top of that list.

A dreamer who wakes up
every morning with a new idea

that'll rocket him to the top
of the economic ladder.

The trouble is,

because he was always in
such a big hurry to get there,

he'd take the kind of short cuts

that would drop him
a rung lower.

Living in this neighborhood
was the result

of his last shortcut.

Two Eagles!

Hey, kemo sabe,
how're you doing?

You know my good buddy MacGyver.

What are you doing
sitting out here?

I was mugged.

- You all right?
- Couple of young punks.

They got my wallet,
my keys, food,

I couldn't do a thing.

Jack, you've got to get out
of this neighborhood.

Now you go on home before
they steal your tires.

Sure there's nothing I can do?

No, we got it under control.

Thanks for the ride home.

Come on, I'll get you cleaned up
and fix you something to eat.

[ENGINE STARTS]

What is it?

You don't like eggs
with chocolate sauce?

You make a better nurse
than a chef.

[CHUCKLES]

Okay, so I'm not Betty Crocker
or Florence Nightingale.

I am your friend.

Jack, my time has passed.

My people are scattered, lost.

No one knows about
the old ways anymore.

The ways of the Wolf Spirit.

So you're a little down
in the dumps.

Hey, look, I've been down
once or twice, too, you know.

But look at me now.

Did I ever tell you about the time

MacGyver and I got
thrown in this prison camp?

I used to have this uncle
who heard about

this big cache of hidden money.

You ever hear of
B.B. Bartel?

Well, anyway, my Uncle Charlie
had this map, see,

and it said where this
money was hidden,

so I figured, "Hey, I'll
get myself thrown in this...

[CHUCKLES]
...thrown in this prison camp."

Boy, did I ever get thrown in.

Thing was, I fixed it so Mac would
get thrown in right behind me...

[CHANTING NEARBY]

[CHANTING NEARBY]

DALTON: ...dynamite,
throws it in the suitcase,

tosses it out in the tunnel.

Before I can say a word...

blam!

There's five million bucks
worth of confetti flying around.

I tell you, it was enough
to make a grown man weep.

The Mask of the Illehkam.

What?

You would say "wolf."

I would? Wolf?

Jack, I want you to do
something for me.

Take me somewhere.

What are you talking about?

When I was a boy, my grandfather

took me to the sacred place
of the Kaqwani

to visit the house
of the wolf...

to see the Mask of Illehkam.

It's time for me to speak
with the great Wolf Spirit

one last time.

Hey, you're not talking
about dying, are you?

That's up to the Illehkam.

My people have been
the keeper of the mask

since the days before
the white man.

But the time of the Kaqwani
is coming to an end.

There are very few of us left.

You must help me
get there, Jack.

No white man has ever laid
eyes on the face of the wolf.

You would have the honor
of being the first

to know of its powers,
its secrets.

Help an old man, please, Jack.

Well, first we'll need
transportation.

DALTON: Isn't that gonna
mess up your shirts later?

You can just forget about it,
Jack.

This is the first time off
I've had in months.

I'm not gonna spend it chasing you
around on some treasure hunt.

Oh, come on, Mac, where's
your sense of adventure?

What happened to that
will-of-the-wisp guy

I've come to know and love?

He's going skiing at a resort

where the greatest danger
is an overpopulated hot tub.

Besides, you've always
got ten other angles

to any story you bring in here.

I come to you
asking for assistance

for a mission of mercy to
help an elderly Native American,

and you shun me.

Well, I didn't come here
to be shunned.

[MUMBLES]
I wouldn't shun you.

Why should you shun me?
I hate being shunned.

Jack...

what's this all about?

Everyday stuff.

All we gotta do
is take Two Eagles

up to the Kaqwani Indian
Reservation

so he can commune
with the Wolf Spirit.

He wants to get in touch
with his spiritual roots,

see some kind of mask.
He's got this old stick.

It's got these landmark things
all over it

that tell him how to get there.

Well, Two Eagles isn't the kind
of guy that would string you along.

What's in it for you?

Not a thing.

Strictly a mission of mercy.

Of course, I did happen to place
a couple of phone calls.

Do you have any idea what
National Geographic might pay

for a photograph of this
Mask of Illehkam thing?

Not to mention
a first-person article.

See? I knew it.
There had to be something.

Oh, that's cold, Mac, real cold.

I mean, we're talking
history here, culture.

And a great old man
who really needs our help.

All right.

You'll do it!

Why don't we do
a little research

before we see what we're
getting into, okay?

Oh, my man!
"Research."

I love it when you talk science.
I knew you'd come through.

Come on, Mac,
we've been here two hours.

Can't you just take
Two Eagles' word for it?

I mean, there's such a thing

as researching something
to death, you know?

Shh! Jack, come here.

It says, "The Mask of Illehkam

is the most sacred object
of the Kaqwani People,

also known as
the Tribe of the Wolf."

I knew it.

We got the scoop
of the century here.

Two Eagles says he remembers
seeing the thing when he was a kid.

I'm going to see if there's
some more pictures.

What's that reference number,
709...

Point one.

Point one.

He says we're gonna be the
first white men to see it.

"The mask is assumed
to be carved from cedar,

and adorned with inlaid gold

as was the practice of
all Kaqwani representations

of the Illehkam figure."

"While the existence of
the mask is unconfirmed,

the legend of it goes
back for centuries."

Here's the book.

There's an old bone yard
up near Pine Creek...

DALTON: I knew Two
Eagles was on the level.

Yeah, well, let's take
along a reference book

just in case his memory
gets a little fuzzy, okay?

Don't worry about him. He's got
this walking stick I told you about

- that's gonna lead us right to it.
- Talking stick, Jack, talking stick.

Talking stick, yeah, that's it.

Did you hear that?

The Mask of Illehkam.

That thing's nothing more
than old man talk.

That's what they said about
King Tut's Tomb until they found it.

Let's not lose them.

All right, you and Two Eagles
get some stuff together.

I'm going to go back over
to my place and get some gear.

It's gonna be cold
out there, Jack.

All right.

Hey, Mac, you know
that humongous

red and black parka?
I like that.

Ooh, and boots.
I need some boots.

Ten and a half?

Yes, Jack.

Thanks, Mac.

I really mean that.
You got a heart this big.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Perry, we're about to get rich.

DALTON:
The way I've got it figured,

it's a good six-hour drive
to the reservation.

From there, you and your stick
will have to point the way.

We start here --

the main road
into the reservation

off Highway 10.

From there,
the trail will take us

to the Circle of Totems.

Wild. What then?

DALTON: You mean to tell me
hat stick has a map on it?

TWO EAGLES: It was made
by my grandfather

to provide a kind of road map.

DALTON:
Great.

So after the Circle, what then?

There we travel north.

The Cave of the Wolf
can be found

beneath the spires
of the Great Spirit.

- And the mask, right?
- The Mask of Illehkam.

The Wolf Spirit.

DALTON:
This is gonna be great.

Are you sure you don't mind me
taking a few snapshots, huh?

Your pictures will help preserve
the way of our people, Jack.

And the mask will preserve
my lifestyle.

Gentlemen.

What is this?

An opportunity of a lifetime,
by my reckoning.

Perry...

Who are these people, Jack?

Garbage, if you ask me.
Just give 'em what they want.

Well, you're supposed to be Kaqwani.
What does it say?

It's the old pictograph
language.

I can't read it.

He can.
Come on.

Bring him along.

Hey, hey, hey, look, come on.

Come on, he's an old guy.

Give it a break,
we'll work something out.

Come on, old man,
the Wolf Spirit is calling.

Jack?

Jack, what's the matter?
You all right?

Oh, man, they must
have taken him.

Who, what?
What are you talking about?

Two Eagles. Two guys grabbed him.
One of them had a gun.

I think they were
after the mask.

- How'd they even know about that?
- I don't know.

- Well, do you want to call the police?
- Forget it, I already did.

And?

Oh, I start talking
about Two Eagles

and a wolf mask,
they treated me like a nut case.

They said the Kaqwani
Reservation's about 400 miles

out of their jurisdiction.

- What do you want to do?
- Go after 'em.

They can't be that far ahead.

Two Eagles gave me a pretty good
idea of where we were going.

All we got to do is high-tail it
into Indian country

and head the bad guys off
at the pass. What do you say?

- I say we're driving all night.
- Don't worry, I'll spell you.

Nice piece of work.

Museum will pay a lot for this.

Aw, museums pay nothing.

I know an art dealer in Chicago
who'll pay at least $200,000

for that wolf mask,
no questions asked.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

You would sell out
your own people?

What have they
done for me, lately?

I look out for number one.

It's a long haul
up to the reservation.

Where do we go
after we get to the trail?

Well, we can make this a very
unpleasant trip for you, chief.

I'm too old to be afraid.

Yeah, but you're not
too old to be history.

You know, one way or another,

we're gonna figure out those
symbols and dig up that wolf mask.

So you might as well
make it easy on everybody.

We're going to be
hitting snow up there.

Eh, don't worry.

I got a buddy
top of Robertson Pass

who will set us up
with snowmobiles.

Nothin' gonna stop us.

Nothing.

[HORN BLARING]

Huh!

What... is it?

Friend of mine.

You okay?
You want me to take over?

No, no. I'm wide awake.

We just passed over
the summit of Robertson Pass.

We should make the Kaqwani
Reservation just after dawn.

We're making good time, then.

We should catch up
to 'em by morning.

Hey, Mac, you don't suppose
they'll hurt Two Eagles, do you?

No, he's all right
as long as he's leading 'em

to where they want to go.

- Yeah, what then?
- Just keep driving, Jack.

All right.

The next stop is the
Totem Circle thing, right?

Huh?

What you're asking me
to do is a sacrilege.

I'm gonna
let you in on a secret.

You got five seconds, chiefy.

Don't be a fool, old man.

The mask is just
another piece of wood.

The Mask of Illehkam
is symbol of Kaqwani.

Your people, too.

Illehkam.

My father used to talk about it.

He thought if he worked
a hard, clean life,

the Wolf Spirit
would reward him,

like the tooth fairy.

Your father was a wise man.

My father was a fool.

Like you.

He followed the trap lines

till he died in his
tracks out here.

That's not gonna happen to me.

I work for Grant.
I drive a Camaro.

Hey, hey.

Bad trade for your soul.

Let's go.

Hang on tight, old man.

Two Eagles said it was
the main trail off Highway 10.

MacGYVER:
Let's check it out.

What do you figure
they had on the trailer?

Snowmobiles.

Right, look.

There's some tracks over here.

Look pretty fresh, too.

Mac, this is it. Look.

Here, on the tree.

This belongs to Two Eagles.

He left us a sign.

Well, I guess now
all we have to decide

is how we're gonna go after 'em.

We can't drive through that.

Too bad you didn't bring your skis,
we could've taken turns.

Funny.

Well, at least we can walk in
and find the first stop,

the worship ground,
the Circle of Totems.

Yeah, and we do have
tracks to follow.

Come on,
let's get our warm gear.

[SNOWMOBILES APPROACHING]

[GROANS]

DALTON:
Man, this is too much like work.

Hey, Mac, think you
can bend a branch or something

to make us a pair of snowshoes?

This the place?

Well?

PERRY:
He's found the totem.

It's Kaqwani, all right.

We're on the right trail.

Well, now you're cooking, old man.
Which way now?

This is the totem
of the Great Eagle.

When it stood, it pointed
the way to the Cave of the Wolf.

Okay, okay.
Which way?

North.

North? How far north?

Not far.

You'd better be right.

It's a long walk from home
if we run out of fuel up there.

Let's go.

Your necklace. The eagles?

What happened to it?

I must have lost it somewhere.

Shall we continue?

How come you're so
cooperative all of a sudden?

We are in Illehkam's world now.

He will decide
my fate, and yours.

Aw, come on.

Come on, come on,
let's get going.

[DOG BARKING]

Civilization!

Hello!

- Nice doggie...
- [GROWLS]

Oh!

WOMAN:
He won't bite.

Not unless I tell him to.

This is the Kaqwani Reservation,
in case you didn't know.

You need a permit to trap here.

Well, we're not
interested in that.

We could use
some information, however.

I'm Anna Lightfoot.

We can talk inside.

[DOG GROWLS]

You can warm up by the stove,
and I'll get you a cup of coffee.

Ahh...

We don't see many people
up here this time of year,

unless they're poachers
after the trap lines.

Well, we were kind
of hoping you might know

where the old Illehkam
worship grounds are.

What for?

A friend of ours, Jamie Two Eagles.
He's in trouble.

We found his necklace
on the trail.

Yes, Two Eagles.

He's of our tribe.

I met him when
I was a young girl.

Well, we've been
tracking these guys,

but it's kind
of a slow go on foot.

They're after the Mask of Illehkam.
You ever heard of it?

Yes.

It's part of my tribe's legends.

The Great Wolf Spirit
is sacred to my people,

and if the mask is for real,
it belongs to us.

Not if these guys
get there first.

We were sort of hoping you might
have a snowmobile for rent.

No, but I have something
just about as good.

There's only two ways to get
around here in the wintertime--

Horsepower and dogpower.

I prefer dog power.

Oh, they're great dogs.

Easy, Mac, they're part wolf.

They're not pets, for sure.
They work for a living.

We've won the Band dogsled race
three years in a row, now.

- I'm very impressed.
- You should be.

Let me see, it's been a couple
of years since I've done this.

"Hike" is go,

"gee" is right,

"haw" left?

You've got a good memory.

Gee haw?
I like it.

What about stopping?

Say "whoa" and throw this
against the nearest tree.

Oh, hey.

There's a brake between the skids,
but give 'em lots of time to slow down.

We'll take good care of them.

They'll take good care of you.

Thanks, Anna.

You all tucked in, Jack?

Hike!

Hike! Hike!

Gee! Gee!

Don't worry about it
if you fall off!

The dogs know the way home!

How about it, old man?

This is the place.

The spires of the Great Spirit.

The place where Illehkam lives.

We are near the place we seek.

It's not too late.

You can still turn back.

We'll turn back
when we get what we came for,

and not before.

This is it?

[EERIE MOANING]

Must have been the wind.

Must have been.

I'll tell you something, chiefy.

I'm tired of all
this chasing around.

Now, where is the mask?

It is here that the ways
of your people were born.

Do not shame them.

MacGYVER:
Hike!

Hike!

Well! Will you look at that?

[CHANTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Whoa! Whoa!

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Looks like they might
have stopped here.

I don't see any totems
sticking up around here.

Maybe they're not.

Not what?

Sticking up.

I think Two Eagles
is still trying to help us.

Yeah. This must be the
ruins of the Circle of Totems.

Yeah.

Right.

What's bugging you?

Oh, I don't know.

Ever since Anna said
they tried to avoid her place,

I've had this feeling...

Yeah? What about?

Well, if they didn't want
to be seen with Two Eagles,

chances are they're not
planning on bringing him back.

Let's go.

[DOGS BARKING]

Hike!

Hike! Hike!

Hike! Hike! Hike!

Hike!

[CHANTING]

[CHANTING]

GRANT:
That's enough.

Ah! Here we are.

Perry, come on up here.

Some kind of a pin holding it.

No. Wait, wait, wait.

[CREAKING]

[RUMBLING]

Hey, what's that?

[TIMBER CRACKING]

Booby trap, huh?

So, that's why you became
so cooperative all of a sudden.

You figured on us triggering it,
didn't you?

Forget it, Grant.
We've got the mask.

Let's just get out of here.

Oh, no, you don't!

No. He's an old man.

If the cold doesn't kill him,
the wolves will.

Tie him up.

MacGYVER:
Hike!

Hike...!

Hike! Hike!

DALTON:
Wait. Wait.

- Whoa!
- [DOGS WHINE]

Snowmobiles!

[DOGS WHINING AND BARKING]

We're not gonna sneak up
on anybody with these guys.

Let's stash 'em in the trees.

[BARKING]

Come on, Perry,
let's get out of here.

This place is starting
to give me the creeps.

Sorry, old man.

GRANT: Come on, Perry,
you're dragging your feet.

PERRY: I got a bad feeling
about all of this, Grant.

I don't like it.

No Two Eagles.

Ah, he's still got to be inside.

I think we're looking
for trouble, Grant.

I think we should take it back.

Take it back? Why?

Because of the old man?

He's got one foot
in the grave anyway.

Come on.

It's not just the old man.

The Spirit of the Wolf
is part of my people.

Oh, since when?

Perry, you and I have been
stealing beads and trinkets

out of the graves of your people
for three years.

Careful.

You're not gonna let a little
old legend scare you, are you?

Believe me,

you're gonna sing
a different tune

when we get away
from all this mumbo jumbo.

I want you to relax.

You'll like it all right when you
get that money in your hands.

Let's get out of here.

[ENGINES REVVING]

[WIND HOWLING]

Take a look.

DALTON: That's Two
Eagles' talking stick.

Oh, wow!

[TWO EAGLES GROANING]

Two Eagles!

Are you all right?

I'm all right,
but they got the mask.

Yeah, we know.
Take it easy.

I shamed my people.

I led them here thinking
I could trap them here forever,

but I failed.

No, you did what you had to do.

You're lucky
they didn't kill you.

I'm already dead.

Gonna have to cut you loose.

Hey, Mac,
forget that little red one.

Use this.

- Jack, no!
- [CREAKING]

- [CREAKING CONTINUES]
- Huh?

[GRUNTS]

[LOUD RUMBLING]

[LOUD CRACKING]

[CLANKING]

[SIGHS]

Jack?

[COUGHING]

MacGYVER:
Jack?

Yo.

[SOFT GRUNT]

You all right?

DALTON:
Okay. Man!

[GRUNTING]

MacGYVER:
Lift, Jack. Lift.

It's no use.

It's the justice of Illehkam

that I die here in a place
I was sworn to protect.

I'm only sorry I have
to take you with me.

Hey, we're not dead yet.

MacGyver's gonna get us out
of here, aren't you, MacGyver?

- I haven't got a clue.
- Mac, that's not like you.

This door's over a foot thick.

It's just wood, we...

...we can burn it down.

Yeah!
Yeah, that's it.

We'll just burn a hole right through it
and walk right out of the hole!

Jack, think asphyxiation.

Oh, yeah.

We've just got to find a way
to lift it, that's all.

Yeah, you bet!
Lift it. How?

Well, this sand poured out of
a shaft inside the wall here.

That's the booby trap.

Sand comes out, door goes down.

Big door goes down.

So big we can't budge it.

Well, the shaft has got
to run up and down here.

There should be some kind
of a piston behind it.

If we can get that to go up...

We could shove some high
pressure water in there maybe?

If we had some.

The door is sealed forever.

We must prepare ourselves.

[CHANTING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Let me see that stuff.

What is it?

Copper and zinc, I'd say.

Finely ground.

He's onto something.

We're saved!

It's a long shot, Jack,
a real long shot.

I'll take it, I'll take it.
What do we do?

Well, the idea is to pack
a charge at the bottom here,

and force the explosion
back up into the shaft.

I got it -- the explosion
drives the piston up,

and it raises the door and
we walk right out of here.

- No, not quite.
- No?

No, if it works at all,
the door's gonna

lift a foot, maybe two,

and then come crashing
right back down.

Mac, this is very
tough on my nerves.

Two Eagles,
that hemp on your belt.

Dip it in oil, make me a fuse.

Jack, get that board and find
a log, line 'em up at the door.

You got it.

[MOTOR STOPS]

TWO EAGLES: It is here that
the ways of your people were born.

Do not shame them.

We are in Illehkam's world now.

He will decide my fate
and yours.

Now what?

I'm out of gas.

Damn.

Must have run low on fuel
lugging that old man around.

But we can get some gas at that
cabin we passed on the way in.

Come on, get on.

DALTON: Mac, I sure hope
this is gonna work.

MacGYVER:
So do I.

Let's get that board over here.

All right, Two Eagles.

Ready when you are.

[CREAKING]

DALTON:
Yeah.

Two Eagles, let's go!

[CRACKLING]

It's gonna break!

[CRACKLING]

Go for it!
There's no more powder!

[GRUNTING]

I told you.
We made it.

My lucky hat!

Got it! Safe!

But not the mask.

Well, let's try to get it
back for you. Come on.

What can I do for you fellas?

Well...

our other snowmobile ran
out of gas a way back.

We'd like to buy a few
gallons, if we could.

Come on inside.
I can help you with that.

I'll just get a container
off the shelf.

So, what brings you up this way?

What is this?

That was gonna be my question.

The old man said he
lost this on the trail.

Somebody's got
to be tracking us.

Those friends of his.

They're in for a big surprise when
they get back here, aren't they, lady?

Perry?

Go hide the snowmobile.

You're not gonna
get away with this.

[MOTOR STARTS]

MacGYVER:
Whoa! Whoa!

Looks like one of them
ran out of gas.

Which means they'll be
looking for more.

Anna Lightfoot's place.

Maybe they filled up
and moved on.

And if they haven't?

Right. Anna's in big trouble.

GRANT:
Here they come.

Keep her out of the way.

Perfect targets.

Don't let him do this.

[GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTS]

[MULTIPLE GUNSHOTS]

[GRUNTING]

Tie him up.

How did you know it was a trap?

Well we knew
they had to stop here for gas,

and there was always a chance
they knew we were on their trail.

I think you're gonna live.

The old man.

We left him in a cave.

[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]

I'm sorry, old man.

You were right.

The Illehkam
has returned your soul.

[WOLF HOWLING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: 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.

- [ENGINE SPUTTERING]
- But not Jack-- oh, no.

Come on, baby.
Come on, be good to Papa.

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

[ENGINE FALTERING]

Come on, baby, be nice to Papa.

[ENGINE WINDING DOWN]

Jack, we've lost one engine!

Yeah, well, we
still got one engine.

I'll get her cranked
right back up.

[WHIRRING]

DALTON: Old reliable --
that's what she is.

Come on, baby.

- MacGYVER: 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...

MacGYVER: And we're
falling like a rock!

Yeah. It might have something
to do with the flaps being stuck.

[CHUGGING]

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

Landing gear coming down.

[WHIRRING]

[LOUD THUNK]

DALTON:
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.

[WHOOSHING]

Now they're green!

MacGyver, you're beautiful!

Jack!

MacGyver!

[SIGHS]

[ENGINE HUMMING]

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 you ever!

Fine.

[METALLIC CLATTER]

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

for a person of your
eminent qualifications.

Mac?

No.

[BIG BAND MUSIC PLAYING]

Excuse me.

MAN: 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!

[BIG BAND MUSIC CONTINUES]

[BABY CRYING]

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 crazy?
You can't rip them off!

I did. We're gone.

DURST: 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?

[GRUNTING]

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.

Oh, God...
[STAMMERS]

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.

[SIGHING]

DALTON:
Yo, MacGyver!

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

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.

MacGYVER: I've got tools
and a welder in storage,

and I know where we
can scrounge for parts.

[CREAKING]

Shouldn't you lock your door?

Somebody might
steal this beauty.

I thought I did lock 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.

[BABY CRYING]

What was that?

A cat?

That was no cat.

[BABY CRYING]

[CRYING CONTINUES]

It's a baby, Jack.

DALTON:
What's it doing here?

MacGYVER:
You're asking me?!

It's your airplane.

DALTON:
Okay, it's my airplane.

But what's that got
to do with me?

MacGYVER: Am I supposed to believe
that whoever abandoned this baby

picked your hangar and
your airplane by pure chance?

DALTON: I'm not asking
you to believe anything.

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

I doknow we got to
do something, quick!

[CRYING]

Well, who are you, little guy?

DALTON: What do you
think a kid like this eats?

- [BABY CRYING]
- You know about these things, Mac.

What? Do I look like Dr. Spock?

[BABY CRIES, THEN BURPS]

Oh, it's a boy.
Burps like a boy.

Trust me, check under the hood.

[WHIMPERS]

Here. Check this.

[SCOFFS]
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.

[BABY GURGLING]

- [DIALING]
- 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!

MacGYVER:
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.

[CRYING]

Well... get a grip.

We got to change him.

Can't we just hose him down?

No.

[CRYING LOUDER]

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!

[LAUGHING]:
He's got his own trust fund!

[LAUGHS]

Ooh.

Mommy's in big trouble, huh?

[PANTING]

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.

[LATCH RATTLING]

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.

[BABY CRYING]

MacGYVER [MUFFLED]:
Jack.

Jack.

[BABY WAILING]

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.

[CREAKING]

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?

[BABY WHINING]

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.

[YAWNS]

[SNORING]

MacGYVER:
Jack, look out!

What?! What?!

- [DRINK FIZZING]
- Oh!

Uh-oh.

- [ELECTRICITY SURGING]
- 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.

[TICKING]

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.

DALTON:
What's that sound?

MacGYVER: I put a clock
inside the teddy bear.

DALTON:
What for?

MacGYVER:
It'll help him get to sleep.

The ticking inside, it
sounds like a heartbeat.

[CHUCKLING]
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.

[LOUD CLANKING]

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.

[BABY YELLS OUT]

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.

[CLATTERING]

No, no, wait, wait!

That is an imported leather pad.

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

- Just a second.
- [PAPER RUSTLING]

There you go.

[CRYING]

[TEARING]

- THORNTON: What's the ripping sound?
- MacGyver's duct tape.

Oh, boy.

THORNTON:
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[CRYING CONTINUES]

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.

[CHUCKLES]

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.

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]
Guess they did, huh?

[SLURPING]

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...

[CLEARS THROAT]

- [DEVICE CLICKS]
- 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.

[INTERCOM CLICKS]

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

[BABY COOS]

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.

MacGYVER: Besides, a
baby his age needs his mother.

DURST:
Hey.

CUTLER:
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.

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

Lose him! Lose him!

[TONGUE VIBRATING LIKE ENGINE]

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.

[MAKING SHOOTING SOUNDS]

DALTON:
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 goodbye, huh?

Will do.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[MAKING MACHINE GUN SOUNDS]

Ping! Holy cow!

[MAKING MACHINE GUN SOUNDS]

Hey, he's history!

That's five!

Hey... how goes the war?

Hey, we're aces.

What a pilot!

[DALTON LAUGHS]

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.
- [COOING]

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.

[BRAKES SQUEAKING]

Well, we got number
one running again.

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

DURST: 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.

[COCKS GUN]
It's this simple.

We take the baby,
Katie comes to us.

Over my dead body.

DURST: Suit yourself.
You got ten seconds.

[ENGINE STARTING]

[GRUNTING]

Start it up, Jack!

[BULLETS RICOCHETING]

Come on, baby!

[ENGINE WHIRRING]

Come on, come on!

[ENGINE STARTS]

Yeah, way to go!

Jack, get on the radio!
Call the police!

CUTLER: They're
calling the cops!

Let's get the hell out of here!

Huh?

[LAUGHING]

DALTON:
Hey, Mac,

you know that radio's shot.

MacGYVER:
Yeah.

I know that.

[LAUGHS]

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.

- [BABY CRYING]
- 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.

MAN:
Did you bring the money?

Remember, I want real money.

CUTLER: 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.

[HAMMER COCKING]

[GUNSHOT, GROAN]

[SIGHS]

[WHISPERS] 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!

- [BABY CRYING]
- Now look what you've done.

DALTON: 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?

[SOBBING]

[PLAYING "ROCKABYE BABY"
ON HIS THROAT]

[CRYING]

[SQUEAKS]

[COOING]

[LAUGHS]
Piece of cake, huh, guy?

[GURGLES]

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.

[BABY GURGLES]

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.

[BREATHING LOUDLY]

[SIGHS]

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

[SIGHS]

It's a beautiful thought.

Will you marry me?

[PHONE RINGS]

She knows your voice.

Hello?

Jack?

KATIE:
Jack!

Oh.

Oh, my baby!

Yes.

Oh, how are you? Oh.

[BABY CRIES]

Jack, they killed Carlo.
Right in front of me.

They killed him.

Let's go.

THORNTON:
Yeah.

All right, thanks.
See you.

Well, another piece
of the puzzle.

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.

[SIGHS]

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.

[BRAKES SCREECHING]

Here you go.

Got it.

Okay, guys, just
as we discussed.

Ed, you're with me.

[GRUNTS]
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.

AGENT: Treasury Department!
Open the door!

We have a warrant to
search these premises.

Come on. Let's go.

AGENT:
Let's go.

Wilson, take the back.
Denny, upstairs.

AGENT:
Move it, move it!

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

AGENT [FROM AFAR]:
Rear exit.

Now what?

Just sit tight and
keep your mouth shut.

Wait them out.

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

[COOS]

...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,

[NASAL]:
'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."

- [COOING]
- Yeah!

DALTON [LAUGHING]:
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.

[CHUCKLES]
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.

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

Mm.

I want this place sealed.

Do something about
that door down there.

AGENT: Yes sir,
I'll get right on it.

So what have we got?

Nothing. We've turned
this place inside out.

[OVER SPEAKER]: 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.

[DIALING]

What's the matter?
What is it?

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

Something's weird here.

THORNTON:
What?

MacGYVER:
I'm not sure.

You notice anything funny
about that mirrored wall?

THORNTON: Looks like an
ordinary mirrored wall to me.

What are you thinking about?

MacGYVER [OVER SPEAKER]:
The way the ground floor is laid out,

this room is about
half the size it should be.

[BARREL PUMPING]

Pete!

[GRUNTING]

[YELLING]

[PANTING]

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.

- [BABY WHIMPERING]
- Especially you, Jack.

So where to
for you and little Jack?

I don't know.

There's other jobs, other towns.

- [FUSSING]
- 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.

[KISSES]

Okay, it's okay.
It's all right.

[COOING]

[MACGYVER MIMICS COOING]

- 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...

MacGYVER:
...and he scores! Unbelievable!

He's wide open!

The future of amateur hockey in
the United States!

[MIMICS CROWD CHEERING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[ROCK MUSIC BLARING]

MacGYVER:
Maybe I was tired.

At least, that's
what I kept telling myself.

I'd been following these two
for a week.

They'd landed clerk jobs

with a government contractor
three months ago.

A week later, they were
stealing top secret documents

that kept them
in limos, parties,

and very mean company.

[LOUD MUSIC CONTINUES]

Two shots of rum -- 151, please.

Matches?!
Do you have any matches?!

Miss, do you have any matches?!

[COCKS GUN]

[GUNSHOT]

PILOT:
He missed?

He just flat missed?

Yeah.
I couldn't believe it.

So, what were you doing
asking for matches?

I was going to make a fireball.

A diversion.

That didn't work;
so what'd you do then?

I mean, it must have
come out all right.

Yeah, it did.

But it had nothing
to do with me.

It was luck.

The gun jammed.

[HAMMER CLICKING]

PILOT: That the gal
you're coming to visit?

MacGYVER:
Yeah.

Nice.

Real nice.

Well, well, well...

[LAUGHS]
MacGyver.

You sure don't give a girl
much notice.

Think I'd give you
a chance to say no?

No.

MacGYVER: When things get tough,
sometimes I turn to a friend.

Other times, I just want
to hide in the mountains.

This time,
I found myself doing both.

I'd come to see Karen Miller.

We had a thing for each other
in college,

but after
a couple of years together,

she was ready for something
a little more permanent.

I wasn't.

So, I kept on moving,

and she put on the badge
of a park ranger.

Well, there's the office,
and this is home.

I like it.

Nice backyard.

Gets a little cold at night,
but the neighbors are quiet.

It's nice.

I love it.

What, no more dreams of French
drapes and swimming pools?

No. I was converted by one of
those nature nuts, remember?

Who's this guy?

That's Hooter.

Hey, Hooter.

You look good, MacGyver.

Think so?

Always did.

Make yourself at home.

Your feet have grown.

They're Sam's.

Sam?

Yeah, there's a Sam.

Sam Sheehan.
He's one of the rangers here.

Great guy.

You didn't just expect
to fly back into my life

after three years, did you?

You'll get to meet him
late tonight.

He's out on the north ridge.

So, is this, uh, Sam?

No.

[CLEARING THROAT]
That's Badger.

You'll get to meet him tomorrow.

Sam knows you're here.

I told him everything.

Yeah, and I also told him
not to worry.

That you're just a friend now
and you've had a rough time

and you're just looking
for a short vacation.

Am I right?

Well, yeah.

Uh, sure. Of course.

[DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS]

KAREN:
Hi.

SAM:
Hey, honey.

Is that him?

KAREN:
Yeah, he's sleeping.

He's a nice guy.

You're really going to like him.

SAM:
Yeah, sure.

KAREN:
Come to bed.

[DOOR SHUTS]

So, how many grizzly
you got up here?

About 100.

Or one for every 3,000 tourists.

Meaning...?

Meaning they're almost extinct.

Just like every other animal
that's mean-tempered,

feels soft, or can't do tricks.

Well, did you ever think
about teaching them

to be useful around here?

What?

Well, like, uh, making jewelry,
selling souvenirs,

picking up garbage --
park stuff, you know?

[CHUCKLING]

- So, is this Badger?
- No, that's Marla.

Number 51.

She's been tagged and tracked
for about ten years.

She's not going to think

we're trying to steal
her fishing hole, is she?

No, don't worry.

She knows that when
she's cranky around me

and this tranquilizer kit,
it's instant nap time.

[GROWLING]

Mmm.

You know how to tell the difference
between a black bear and a grizzly?

How?

Climb a tree.

If it follows you up,
it's a black bear.

If it knocks the tree down,
it's a grizzly.

Yeah.

[CHUCKLING]:
That's an old joke.

I'm an old boyfriend.

Ah, there's something
about this place.

Whenever people
go into the wild,

they get this feeling,
like they belong.

Like coming home.

How long do you
think you'll stay?

Well, that's
kind of hard to say.

Why didn't you tell me
about Sam?

I... didn't think he
had much to do with it.

You said you needed a break.

What would you say
if I made it a little longer?

I'd say
you had your chance once.

Yeah, well, that
was before someone taught me

a very dangerous lesson
at very close range.

Gets you to thinking.

About old girlfriends?

About things that are important.

That's Badger.

Or his marks, anyway.

MacGYVER:
He's a big guy.

He's a good nine feet
when he's hungry.

Badger's kind of the
granddaddy around here.

At least he hobbles
around like one.

These are his tracks here.

Weighs about 800 pounds.

I patched him up once after a
fight with a younger animal.

MacGYVER:
What is it?

Blood.

Poachers.

Karen?

[ENGINE STARTING]

Karen!

What the hell
do you think you're doing?!

The tires, MacGyver --
I was going for the tires.

I'm sorry, I... I didn't know.

KAREN: I can't deal
with this, MacGyver.

Not now.

I've got
to catch those poachers,

and you've got to catch a plane.

At least let me help.

You can help -- by going.

[SIGHS]

Look, Karen...

I know this poacher business
has got to take priority,

but that shouldn't
mean we can't talk.

About what?

You and I closed the book
a long time ago.

The only reason you
came here is because

that close call made your life
flash before your eyes,

and my picture just happened
to come up.

I wouldn't have come at all
if you'd told me about Sam.

I guess I just needed to see you
again to know it was really over.

Look, Karen...

You've always been the one
that spins my head around.

All through college,
all that camping

and independence stuff
you drilled into my head

until it stuck.

And then you changed your mind.

Yeah, I wanted to be a ranger.

You wanted to be a ranger.

You wanted to be a pilot.

You wanted to go to Africa.

And every time I agreed
and tried to be part of it,

you changed your mind.

Look, Karen...

[SIGHS]

I didn't come here
to get between you and Sam.

- I...
- Look...

you can catch a bus
at Trapper Skips.

The seaplane leaves at noon.

I've got a job to do.

[LOW, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Bernice, that gentleman needs
some more coffee, please.

So, have you folks
made up your mind?

Why can't I just
have a hamburger?

We specialize in
wild game, ma'am.

We have fresh venison,
elk, squirrel,

or how about a nice bear steak?

I was just feeding bears.

That's park life, ma'am.

This here is all wild game

hunted out on the big ranches
around here.

It's legal meat,
shot on private property.

And does it taste different?

Will you stop
flapping your lips?

We can get a hamburger anyplace.

We'll, uh, both
have the bear steaks.

So, what'll it be, Cherokee?

Uh, how about a salad?

And?

House dressing.

Is there a place I can wash up?

Yeah, just around there.

Would you mind keeping an eye
on my stuff?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

Yeah, that's better.

COOK:
Okay.

Wyatt! Eddie!

Just the two men I want to see.

Bring me a nice fat deer, huh?

Skipper, how about
some bear steak?

Hey, what are you doing to me?
I asked for venison.

You got bear.

800 pound grizz.
Dropped him in one shot.

Who are you trying to kid,
Porter?

You're no hunter.
You're just a meat man.

I ask for deer,
you bring me deer.

I ask for rabbit,
you bring me rabbit.

You hillbilly butchers
brought me bear last week.

Well, I tell you something.

The tourists don't
like your damn bear.

Especially something
as mule-tough as grizzly.

Now, come on... Hey!

ED: We're hunters,
you little runt.

You hear me?
We're hunters!

You can milk the tourists
all you want.

You want deer?

Then why don't you
pay the city prices

and have it hauled
all the way up here?

We're the ones taking the risks,
hunting in the park!

[PANTING]

Now, I am trying to
make a living here.

I had a deal with you guys.

I asked for deer.

It's not that difficult.

There's thousands of deer
running around all over the woods.

Hey, guys, we're friends,
ain't we?

Hey, look, here's a hundred.

Leave me the grizz.
For God's sake, bag me a deer.

Come on.

We got to give them
what they want, huh?

We all do.

MacGYVER: I had flown
1,000 miles to work out some of

my own problems,
and I ended up hurting Karen.

I didn't mean to,
but it happened.

I figured one way
to make it up to her was

to get positive identification
on these poachers.

[BRAKES SQUEAK]

Damn, that Skip burns me up.

Let it go, Ed.

You got the corn?

Under the tarp.

[RAIN FALLING]

[GRUNTS]

[BIRDS SINGING]

King Snake here.

Clear on Highland.

MAN: Roger, Karen.
Keep in touch. Over.

Will do.

Psst!

You two could scare off deer
in three counties.

What are you trying to do, Earl?

Get me a king-size buck's
the general idea.

You'll get your chance, hotshot.

ED:
There's your buck.

I'll take the little one.

This is King Snake,

responding to gunshots
northeast of Crow's Nest.

[STATIC ON WALKIE-TALKIE]

You read me?

[STATIC]

Sam!

[STATIC CONTINUES]

Park Service! Freeze!

Miss your flight?

Yeah.

Don't shoot me for it.

You heard the shots?

Yeah, I heard.

Do you mind telling me
what you're doing here?

Well, some guys
were selling bear meat

back at the cafe,
so I trailed them here.

Thought they might be
the ones you were looking for.

I figured I owed you one.

Saw their truck
about a mile back.

I, uh, made sure
they'd be walking out.

Yeah, well,
we're out of radio range.

I'll have to arrest them myself.

All right, there's a good place
to do that a little ways back.

We can take 'em.

All right.

I'll take it from here --
come on.

You're a mean man
with a 308, Ed.

Set 'em down.

What is it?

Somebody's been on this
trail since we came through.

Could be a ranger track.

No way.

Well, I'm not gonna
take any chances.

Well, what-what are we gonna do?

Just be cool, Earl.

You stay on the trail.

You come with me, Earl.

Here we go.

- Wait a minute. There should be...
- Hold it! Park Service.

Karen!

Don't move.

Pick up that gun,
get the knapsack.

You, hand me that radio.

EARL: Tranquilizer
gun in here, Ed.

ED:
Take it.

[GASPING]

She's hurt.

- Now you've done it.
- Shut up.

Look, put it down.

They don't know us from nobody.
All he sees is your mask.

Let's go.

Don't follow us.

Oh, I'm sorry, MacGyver.

Shh. Just take it easy.

Nice and easy.

The bullet just grazed you.
I'll stop the bleeding,

but we're gonna have
to get moving.

Not you, Ed.

Earl, maybe, but not you!

I did what I had to do.

You want to go to prison
for shooting a deer?

Not to mention paying the fines.
They'd take everything we got.

EARL: Oh, man.

That's squat compared
to what it's gonna cost us

for shooting that ranger.

I only winged her.

Besides, they never saw
our faces.

We're home free.

- [STARTER CLICKING]
- Damn!

- It's dead?
- I'll check it.

Oh God, what are
we gonna do now?

Can you fix it?

WYATT:
The distributor cap's gone.

They know the truck.

They know who we are already!

We're home free, huh?

We're out of this.
Don't worry about it.

You shot a ranger, Ed.

What do you mean,
we're out of it?

We go in,

and we finish 'em both off.
That's how.

Which way, Karen?

Uh, there's a... a field station
with a radio about a mile upstream,

and then another
two into the woods.

[GROANING]

Well, let's send them downstream
on the other side.

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[PAINED GROANING]

EARL: Oh, man,
you really nailed her!

WYATT:
Be quiet, Earl.

Only way they could be headed
is to Camus Creek.

Yeah? Upstream or down?

Cut through the meadow.

If they're headed downstream,

you'll be able to get
ahead of them there.

We'll go straight across,
work our way up.

If you spot 'em,
fire off a couple of rounds.

We'll do the same.

Karen, you still with me?

Sorry. Sorry, I'm not...

No, no.
We'll just keep moving.

Look!

Think they crossed it?

WYATT: Drift looks about right.

Better call in Earl.

[TWO GUNSHOTS]

They could be onto us.

We can break trail
for the cabin here.

[GROANS]

Well, where are they?

Bandanna across the creek
says they crossed here.

Makes sense.

There's no trace
of a trail downstream.

Let's get after 'em.

Look at this.

What's that?

Handkerchief dropped here --

there's no footprints anywhere.

Look at this.

It's fresh broke.

My guess is
they chucked this bandanna

from over there
to set us off the wrong way.

And they stayed over
on the other side.

Couldn't be downstream.

I-I would have seen 'em.

Well, then they got
to be goin' upstream

on the other side of the river.

Well, they ain't quite as smart
as they thought, are they?

Let's go.

How much further to the cabin?

As the crow flies, about a mile.

As the wounded walk,

we're gonna have to
take the long way.

I'm in no shape
for hill climbing.

[GROANS]

You're in no shape for anything.
You got to rest.

Okay.

Oh... what are
you gonna do?

I'm gonna give them a choice.

Stay here, okay?

Hold it.

They're headed this way.

From the looks of that track,
he must be helping her a lot.

She's not gonna
last much longer.

Let's go.

[SIGHS]

- I'll be darned.
- What is it?

It's my distributor cap.

Hey, be careful.

It's our chance out.

Out?

They don't know us.
They don't want to know us.

They're saying, just take
our truck and leave in peace.

It's too late for that.
We got 'em on the run.

Well, if we find 'em,

and we kill 'em,
who's running then?

May-May-Maybe he's right, Ed.

Let's just fly. Let's just
get in the truck and...

Shut up!

[COCKS RIFLE]

Go on, shoot.

You're gonna hang me out
to dry anyway.

Do it face-to-face.

You're crazy.

Both of you.

I've had it.

T-To hell with you both.

[SCREAMS]

They gave us a chance, Ed.

They gave us nothing!

I'm gonna bury 'em.

I'm gonna bury 'em both.

Karen.

[PANTING]

How are you feeling, baby?

I think both
our chances would be better

if you had left me
and came back.

Uh-uh.

We're going
to that cabin together.

Got it?

Come on.

Easy, easy.

That ranger's cabin is on
the other side of this ridge.

Now, the way I got it figured,
if that's where they're headed,

that wounded girl's gonna
force 'em to go around the ridge.

We go straight over the top,

we're gonna beat 'em
by at least an hour.

What about Earl?

By the time he wakes up,
it's all gonna be over.

Red Bear, this is Mobile One.

Any word from Karen? Over.

MAN:
Nothing on Highland.

Suggest you call Sam. Over.

Okay people, let's go.

WOMAN:
Okay, let's go.

MAN:
All right.

We made it.

I told you we'd be all right.

Fix that.

Now what?

We wait.

[GRUNTS]

Come on, let's rest.

All right.

[GRUNTING]

[HELICOPTER PASSING]

Down here!

Oh, come on.

Come on, Karen, stay with me.

We got to let them know
where we are.

[GRUNTS]
Easy.

[HELICOPTER PASSING]

They're looking for 'em.

They ain't gonna find 'em.

No sign of them at Base Nine.

[OVER RADIO]:
You see anything, Sam?

You'd have heard about it.
Just keep looking.

We're pushing up
for the north border.

[ENGINE STARTS]

This is...

[GRUNTS]
...no good, MacGyver.

Just go on ahead.

Once you radio for help,

it's only a matter of time.

Just forget it.

We're getting
out of here together.

You understand?

Okay.

[CLANKS STONES]

[GROANS]

What is that?

It's called limonite.

The Indians used to use it
in cave paintings.

[ROCKS SCRAPING]

Amazing what you can do
with decomposed rock, huh?

- Where you going, Wyatt?
- I'm heading left.

I'm not going to Canada!

Well, then go to jail.

Just gonna run out
on your family?

I won't do it, Ed.

I won't kill 'em,
it's not worth it.

Why don't you come with me?

You run out on me now,

and I swear,
you'll never stop running.

I'll find 'em,
I'll bury 'em on your land.

When the law comes,
it'll be you and your family.

That's the price you're gonna pay
if you run out on me now.

[GASPING]

- All right, come on.
- Okay.

[GROANS]

- Easy.
- Okay.

Okay, okay.

- Wait a minute.
- Okay.

[GROANS]

Here.

- I think we made it.
- Yeah.

KAREN:
Here.

You'll need these keys.

I don't think so.

There's no lock on the door.

That's impossible.
That door's never left unlocked.

Well, it is now.

KAREN:
What is it?

MacGYVER:
That's a hunting blind.

But I'd be willing to bet
they're not after deer.

[SIGHS]

Come on.

- Easy.
- [GROANS]

What are you gonna do?

I'm not exactly sure yet.

- It'll come to me.
- Oh!

I hope.

I do know I have to try
and even the odds.

Stay put.

I'll be back.

This is stupid.

Maybe Earl come around
and got a drop on 'em.

Maybe they're having
a tea party.

No, this fella's good.

He's not turning back.

He wants to finish this
just as much as we do.

We'll wait.

MacGYVER:
There's a fine line in nature

that divides the hunter
from the hunted.

The trick was
to turn the situation around.

The tools I had available
were nature, Karen's coat,

and the tranquilizer darts
in her backpack.

The first thing I had to do

was to give them something
to shoot at that wasn't me.

Chopper Three to search party.

Looks like they're on their way
to Base Nine after all.

Copy Chopper Three.

MacGYVER: The poachers had
taken the tranquilizer gun

but left the darts.

So what I needed was a way

to propel one a distance
of about 40 yards.

What I had was the barrel
of a flashlight,

and the elastic cord
from Karen's coat.

So I could be
in two places at once,

it became necessary
to invent a time delay.

A fuse
that would last long enough

to get me into another position.

Something doesn't feel right.

They'll be here.

[LOUD SNAP]

[FIRING GUNS]

MacGYVER:
[WHISTLES] Yo!

[GRUNTS]

Ed!

Park Service,
hold it right there!

Don't shoot! I give.
Don't shoot!

Check out the cabin.

RANGER:
There's another one over here!

[GROANING]

SAM:
Thanks, MacGyver.

You sure know how to
show a girl a good time.

Just like always.

Oh, it wasn't that bad.

No.

It wasn't.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Well, I guess it's safe to say
those guys won't be hunting

in your territory again, huh?

No, I think the only thing
they'll be hunting for is parole.

Thanks, MacGyver.

I said a lot of things. I...

You don't
have to explain anything.

I know how you feel.

No... you don't.

You've found your place.

It's here... with Sam.

Now I know
why we never said goodbye.

Too damn hard.

Let's not.

Take care.

Yes, ma'am.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

It's getting late, Mr. Chung.

Mr. Thornton called.

He and MacGyver will be delayed
for about an hour.

I thought
you might like some tea.

Thank you, Raymond.

But the vice president
of the company

doesn't have to bring
me tea, you know.

No. But a friend can.

[CHUCKLING]

I just hope your friends
have been able to find out

who is behind this
takeover nonsense.

They're using the full resources
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Uh, we'll know soon enough.

Goodnight, Raymond.

Goodnight, Mr. Chung.

[MEN TALKING EXCITEDLY]

RAYMOND:
Hey!

Somebody call an ambulance!

Quickly!

[BEEPING]

You're on your own now.

Get out of here.

Mr. Ling.

Thank you for coming.

Raymond, we got here
as fast as we could.

- How is he?
- Not good.

He's been asking for you.

Have the police found anything?

Not yet.

I just can't imagine
who would do this thing.

Mr. Chung has no enemies.

Well, we've just discovered
it may be a Hong Kong cartel

that's behind the takeover
moves on Chung's company.

You suspect
they may have done this?

No proof, but we've been told
they're the kind of organization

that could do it without
a second thought.

Since Mr. Chung
owns the whole company,

he becomes the only obstacle
between them and a takeover.

But... attempted murder?

Who are these people?

We haven't got that
pinned down yet.

A cartel is a little bit
like a shadow government.

It's very hard to
tell who's running it.

But this one is into anything
that means fast profits --

drugs, gun running,
smuggling -- you name it.

The Jade Dragon facilities

could be the final link
this cartel is looking for.

What kind of link?

A network of shipping
and distribution

that would allow them to move
anything anywhere in the world.

My God.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Doctor, please.

Mr. Chung wish to be alone
with these gentlemen.

There is only one way
to save the company now.

I need your help.

What can we do?

I have a grandson.

You must go to him.

He is my only heir.

All right, take it easy,
take it easy.

You want us to bring him to you?

Tell him what has happened.

Bring him
only if he wishes to come.

He must make the decision.

It is his choice.

You understand?

Where do we find him?

Uh, north of San Francisco,

at the Bai Li Monastery.

I am Luke Chung.

Name's MacGyver.

Forgive me, I was expecting you
to be a little older.

I am 14.

[SIGHING]

Luke, I've got
some bad news for you.

Your grandfather sent me.
He's been seriously hurt.

He's dying?

I'll get my things.

Wait. Now, Luke...

I think you should understand
the whole situation.

You see, your grandfather
is a very important man.

He controls assets

you may not be able
to comprehend.

Now, some men have hurt him.

And there's reason to believe
they may try to hurt you as well.

But you came to get me,
to take me to him.

I came here
to give you a choice.

But... now, I...

I think it'd be a mistake
for you to go.

Why?

[WIND CHIMES TINKLING SOFTLY]

You'd just be safer here,
that's all.

Mr. MacGyver, the fact that you
have seen my grandfather

leads me to believe that
you know more about me

than I know about myself.

I've never met him.

You have offered me a choice,
and my choice is to go, now.

How long will it take you
to get ready?

I am ready now.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Doctor?

This is Mr. Chung's grandson.

Well, uh...

he slipped into a deep coma.

We have done everything we can.

It's out of our hands now.

ALISDAIR:
Are you sure?

Where is he now?

Well, keep an eye on him!

That was Steve at the hospital.

Why didn't you tell me
Chung has a grandson?

What? The old man
never said a word.

I know he had a son,

but he died somewhere
down south ten years ago.

Apparently not
without giving Chung a grandson.

What's Hong Kong going to say?

They wanted me to step into
the old man's shoes right away.

They're going to say we blew it,
that's what they're going to say.

Would you care
to explain it to them?

I'd rather have Wayne
deal with the grandson

before we have
to explain anything.

Tell him to make it look good.

A mugging.

And tell him I want it tonight.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING SPEED INCREASES]

Doctor?

You two had better go now.

You're only going
to be in the way.

All he needs is rest.

Think you could
use some of that?

You know, Luke, I know
a little about Jer-Jun,

but that was more
than acupressure

you were using on
your grandfather.

Yeah. It's something
the monks taught me.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Oh, man...

It has been called into question

whether numbers
will always prevail.

Come on.

Oh, boy.

Uh, look, guys...

if it's money you're after...

WAYNE:
It's not the money.

It's you!

Good forehand.

It was a joke!

[FIGHTERS YELLING]

[YELLING]

[YELLING]

Luke!

THUG: Come on,
let's get out of here!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Are you all right?

I was going to ask you
the same thing.

They teach you to fight
like that in a monastery?

Yeah.

We're friends, right?

He has recovered.

Chung?
That's impossible.

It's true.

Damn!

[SIGHING]

I told Hong Kong we'd have
probate procedure starting next week.

I assured them we'd have control
of the company by spring.

There still is a way.

A few drops of this

mixed in
with his intravenous fluid.

It leaves no trace.

They're watching;
you can't...

They're not watching you.

They've got a 24-hour guard.

You can get past the guard.

I've never killed anyone.

[BUZZER]

Steve, there's always
a first time.

[KNIFE CLICKS]

Okay, well, that takes care
of the old man.

Now, what about the boy?
Has anybody heard from Wayne?

He has failed.

The grandson is still alive.

Wonderful. Now what?

Now... it's my turn.

Do you remember your father?

I remember the two
of us together,

before I was sent away
to the monastery.

Your father was my only child.

And he died
when you were just six.

It was then I arranged

to have you sent
to the monastery.

I could not raise you.

You sent me there
for enlightenment.

I've lived a good life.

So, I am blameless?

Yes.

Mmm. They trained you well,
those monks.

I'm sorry,
but you'll have to go now.

I'm ready to go back
to my grandfather's house now.

Okay, let's go.

[BEEPING]

In here, gentlemen.

Mr. Chung's office.

We found a rope
and grappling hook

hanging from that eave there.

Apparently, he
lowered himself down

and fired a bomb
through this window.

How would someone
get up on the roof?

[SIGHING]
I don't know.

I would have sworn our
security was airtight.

State-of-the-art alarm systems
are everywhere.

Well, someone did get in,
and out.

Hey, Pete, the wrench that
guy's using down there...

THORNTON:
What about it?

Well, it's just like the one the
guy tried to use on me last night.

Do you think
there's a connection?

Have you seen a guy
working around here --

an Asian fellow about
five six, mid-30s, maybe,

bald in front, long hair in back,
Fu Manchu mustache?

Yeah, sure.

New guy started a couple of weeks ago
working as a lift operator.

Haven't seen him around
in a couple of days.

- Well, what's his name?
- Wayne... something. Lim.

Let me look him up
in the personnel file.

SIMON:
Here it comes.

Yeah, Wayne Lim.
He's a driver.

THORNTON:
That your man, MacGyver?

It's him.

Thanks.

[GAME CLICKING]

[BUZZER]

Yes?

GUARD: Sorry to bother you,
but do you know this young lady?

TIU: I am looking for the
grandson of Adam Chung.

I'm his grandson;
my name is Luke.

My name is Tiu.

I am the niece of your
grandfather's old friend, Lee.

This man won't let me
come to the door.

I've brought a gift for your
grandfather from my uncle.

A get-well gift.

They wouldn't let me bring it
into the hospital.

Send her in, please.

GUARD:
Just a moment, ma'am.

Put the birdcage down.

Oh.

Go right ahead.

[ENGINE STARTING]

Yeah, right.

Got it.

Well, Research hit the jackpot.

Wayne Lim passed through customs

with a young woman
I.D.'d as his wife

just two weeks ago.

Now, that's two days before he
started working at Jade Dragon.

And you'll never guess
where the flight originated.

- Hong Kong.
- Yeah.

Question is, how did someone
fresh in from Hong Kong

land a job that fast?

Inside influence.

I'm going to see if I can get
back in the company files,

find out who Lim used
as a reference.

Then I'm going to pass out
descriptions at the hospital

and double security.

- You want to cover Chung's house?
- I'm on my way.

Helen,
get me Jade Dragon shipping.

[BIRDS TWITTERING]

They're lovebirds.

Soon they'll be mating.

[TWITTERING]

What was it like
in the monastery?

It was my home.

Didn't you feel confined?

How can you feel confined when
you're in touch with the universe?

But you're so sheltered.

Sheltered?

From poverty, from hunger,
from crime, from war.

Those are
the dark sides of life.

As I said,
you've been sheltered.

And you've been hurt.

Would you like some more tea?

Please.

[TWITTERING]

Oh, you know, I didn't realize
it was so late.

I really have to go.

Will you come back?

If you want me to.

I hope your grandfather
enjoys his lovebirds.

Uh, please remember
to feed them.

[CHIRPING]

Who was that?

Said she was a friend.
Brought the family a gift.

- What kind of gift?
- Couple of birds in a big cage.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TWITTERING]

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

[TWITTERING]

There you go.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

Luke!

[ALARMED CHIRPING]

What do you think?

Poisoned?

She said she was the niece
of my grandfather's friend.

Well, she left her purse.

Maybe we can find out
who she is.

[HISSING]

LUKE:
MacGyver, look out!

Great shot.

Yeah, something
the monks taught me.

I'm glad.

[PHONE RINGING]

Chung residence.

Yeah, Pete.

All right, we're on our way.

It's your grandfather.
He's taken a turn for the worse.

Luke... he's gone.

Wait.

What happened?

They're not sure.

They were still working on him
when I got here.

The doctor said
his heart just stopped.

I'm sorry, Luke.

My grandfather was murdered.

He was pretty strong, son,

but that explosion was more
than anybody could take.

No.

He was poisoned.

All right, establish
a second perimeter.

This one further out.

And double your men,
front and back.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

More guards?

Yeah, I think we need them.

They found the hospital
orderly dead in his car.

Well, that tells us how they
got to Chung with the poison.

Yeah, Luke was right.

Yeah, they found traces of an
organic poison in the I.V. tubing.

It's called Hey-Shin.

Pathology would never
have seen it.

Question is, how did Luke know?

Let's ask him.

Hey, Luke?

Hello?

Look at this.

He's mourning the death
of his grandfather.

No, he's not.

That's not a god of mourning,
it's Quan-Ti.

Quan-Ti?
Who's that?

That's sort of like a war god.

He's going after
them himself, Pete.

THORNTON:
So, where would he go?

Well, he's got the same
lead I have -- the poison.

They sell this Hey-Shin
in Chinese herb shops.

Luke would know that.

I'll be in Chinatown.

I'll notify the police.

[GROANS]

ALISDAIR:
Amateurs!

You haven't the slightest clue
what's at stake here.

All our necks are on the line,
yours as well as mine!

They have been spotted
sniffing around in Chinatown.

We'll find them.

- I want them alive.
- What for?

There's been a change of plan.

If that young man signs
over the company to us,

probate time is
gonna be cut in half.

And Hong Kong is
gonna love that.

No.

He will be as stubborn
as his grandfather.

If he is, he'll be just as dead.

Now get going.

[LOW, INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN CHINESE]

Luke!

Listen, I know what
you're trying to do,

but you have got to realize

how dangerous it is
for you even to be here.

In my grandfather's country,

they say a man should not live
under the same sky

as his father's murderers.

Luke, you were right
about your grandfather.

He was poisoned.

How you knew that, I don't know.

I looked into his eyes.

His irises had turned yellow.

I know a poison
that will do that.

I have two more herbal shops
to check out.

All right, let me
check 'em out for you.

If I find what we're looking for,
I'll take it to the police.

Why should they do my work
for me?

Because it's their job.

Now, come on.

I'd advise you both
to keep quiet.

Luke, I'd like you to meet your
grandfather's trusted assistant.

RAYMOND:
Get in the car.

Move.

Get in.

[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]

Make yourselves at home.

Whatever they taught you
in that monastery,

think of this as a chance to
learn what the real world is like.

[DOOR CREAKS CLOSED]

MacGyver, I believe she's right.

I haven't had much to do with
the dark side in the monastery.

You tried to warn me,
but I was obstinate.

Oh, forget about it, huh?

Uh, Luke, my Chinese
is a little rusty.

Can you read this?

Of course.

It's a plea for protection.

"Save us so we may better
serve you in this lifetime."

That's very old.

Luke, are you familiar with the
history of the Chinese in this country?

Somewhat.

I know they first
came here as laborers.

[WHIRRING]

MacGYVER: Yeah.
They helped build the railroad.

They were poorly paid
and badly treated.

And every once in a while,

[WHIRRING STOPS]

a bunch of vigilantes would
try to show them who's boss.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to find
a back door out of here.

See, the Chinese would
hide in rooms like this.

But sometimes,
it just wasn't enough.

So, they dug escape routes --

a whole series of tunnels
underneath the city.

Then they'd build secret doors
to the tunnels.

Usually in basement rooms
like this one.

It was a practice they followed up
until the early 1900s.

This building is just
old enough.

If we can find one,
we're out of here.

- And the radio's gonna do that?
- I hope so.

See, the static from the speakers
sends out sound waves

that are either bounced back,
or they get absorbed.

- [QUIET WHIRRING]
- Come here.

Hold this onto the wall
just like that.

If we hit a clear spot
behind the wall,

the sound of the waves
are gonna change.

[WHIRRING CONTINUES]

Works sort of like sonar.

Oh, I see, and then
the hollow wall hides the door.

Yeah, that's the idea.

How do you know so much,
MacGyver?

[WHIRRING]

Tell you what, Luke --
I'll make a deal with you.

I'll teach you
about the principles of sonar,

you teach me about Jer-Jun.

[WHIRRING VIBRATION
BECOMES DEEPER]

Got it.

[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

MacGYVER [WHISPERS]:
Hide it!

All right, I'll be brief.

Simple business plan,

no shenanigans, no coercion.

Good value for the assets,
and we all come off well.

Now, you're
your grandfather's heir.

Are you going to sell?

Why should I?
My grandfather wouldn't.

Oh, and look where he is today.

Now, whereas, you could go back
to your own monastery,

add a room or two, and here's
your opportunity to live like a prince.

Or an opportunity
to join your ancestors.

ALISDAIR:
The point is,

Raymond here will be able to take
over the company during probate,

and turn the company over to us
in the event of your, um...

untimely death.

Do I make myself clear?

Maybe the boy needs
a little lesson in cooperation.

All right, hold it right there.

- Come on.
- [COCKS GUN]

Look... give me a few
minutes alone with the kid.

I think I can convince him
that your offer is more than fair.

Nobody has to get hurt.

Five minutes.

You just bought us five minutes.

You're catching on fast.

[BRICK SHATTERS]

[RUMBLING]

All right, come on.

Stand back.

Let's go.

[DOOR CREAKING]

What is this place, MacGyver?

Looks like an old opium lab.

[WATER RUNNING]

It's a dead end,
any way you look at it.

Well, what are we gonna do?

I don't know yet.

It's great!

All right, we're gonna need
a lot of that paper.

Start cutting it off
in four-foot pieces.

What exactly are we doing?

We're gonna try and disappear.

Here. Tape it together with that.

ALISDAIR: This is a
stupid delay, MacGyver.

Get some flashlights.

Guard the door.

[CLATTERING]

That's the idea.

We need one more of those.

And two longer ones
for cross braces.

Where are they?

All right, finish up there
and get these edges up here.

Here.

The dirt is disturbed.

There must be a door here.

What?

[TAPPING]

Wait. Wait.

[RUMBLING]

Get the braces under there.

[KICKS DOOR]

Locked.

Well, unlock it.

Stand back.

- What?
- Hmm?

[GUN FIRING]

RAYMOND:
There must be another way out.

No, they're here somewhere.

ALISDAIR:
They must be here.

They can't just
disappear into thin air.

[WATER RUNNING]

Here, look.

MacGYVER:
Now!

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[COUGHING]

[ALISDAIR COUGHS]

We make a great team, MacGyver.

So... what do you think?

It looks good, it's perfect.

Well, I don't know if
perfect's quite the word for it.

Well what's wrong?
I-It fits fine.

He's wearing a tie.

Well, what's wrong with a tie?

It's a tie.

Come on,
what do you really think?

Oh.

THORNTON:
Now, Luke, remember,

the Phoenix Foundation
is the official trustee,

and we are
going to leave a few people here

to help you run things
for a while,

but, as far as we're concerned,

Jade Dragon Shipping
is all yours.

Think you're up to it?

I'll simply do
what I think is right.

THORNTON:
Well, it may not be that easy.

Running a big company
can be a complex thing.

I've already learned so much.

Especially from you, MacGyver.

Yeah?
What have you learned?

I've learned...

that I've got a lot to learn.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: You never know
where life's going to take you.

This is especially true
when you've got a friend

like Penny Parker.

So I wasn't too surprised
when she called one day

and told me she had
inherited a mansion,

and would I mind coming
to look the place over?

But she only
stayed there one night,

and after that she
had the place locked up.

Wouldn't tell anybody
what happened to her.

That was almost 20 years ago.

So, Uncle Fred told...

MacGYVER:
There was a long story

behind the way Penny
came into her inheritance

and she was in no hurry
to shorten it.

In high school geometry,
I learned

the shortest distance between
two points is a straight line,

but when telling a story,

Penny always
takes the scenic route.

Hold it.

I think I hear
a point coming up.

Anyway, he told me
how Aunt Betty's estate

goes to the nearest
female relative

on her 25th birthday,

and today is my 25th birthday,

and I'm the closest
female relative

and before I know it,
I'm an heiress.

Isn't that wild?

And it was Pembroke who told me
that the house is haunted.

Uh! Now, we agreed...

Okay, okay,
I won't say any more.

Just talking about ghosts
gives me the shivers anyway.

Penny, I'm sorry.

The supernatural
is just an easy way

to explain
what we can't understand.

Well, at least it won't be so scary
with you there to look after me.

KIDS:
Trick or treat! Trick or treat!

[KNOCKING]

See anything?

It's too dark.

[PENNY SHRIEKS]

Oh, sorry. Thought you folks
were trick-or-treaters.

Hi. We're here about
the Parker house. I'm Penny.

The lawyer told me
you'd drop by.

This is my friend MacGyver.

Sylvia Lange.

I've got the keys to the house
right back here.

The gas and water
have been turned on

and the water's working,

but the pipes are liable
to be a little rusty.

Folks sure take Halloween
seriously around here.

The kids like it.

Oh, by the way,
the phone company says

they won't be able to send
out a man until next week,

but I have a friend over there,
and they may do better.

Pardon the rush,
but I've got to finish

the sheriff's re-election ad
in time for the next edition,

or he'll be steaming.

Did you know my Aunt Betty?

Oh, everybody in town
knew Crazy Betty.

Crazy?

You mean, like,
fun-loving and carefree?

I mean crazy.
Loopy as a loon.

Oh, Betty was a
nice sort of crazy,

but she was crazy --
especially near the end.

When did she die?

Well, nobody knows for sure.

You see, Betty disappeared
a couple of years

after her daddy was gunned down
by some gangster friends

who tried to muscle in
on his business.

Aunt Betty's father
was a gangster?

Bootlegger. Made the best
white lightning in the state.

When they repealed Prohibition,

he moved into
the gambling racket

and got blasted
full of holes for his trouble.

Oh, how awful.

Pushed Betty
right over the edge.

She stayed shut up in
that old house all alone.

One day she just...
left town for good.

That was in '58.

30 years to the day, in fact.

On Halloween night.

- They never found her, huh?
- Not a trace.

Even called in the FBI.

After seven years,
they declared her dead.

Have you ever heard any...

weird stories about the house?

You mean about it being haunted?

I told you.

Every child in these parts

tells stories about the old
Parker place being haunted.

Of course, they outgrow it
eventually.

[PRINTING PRESS CLANKING]

Sounds good.

Thanks for your help.

Can we stop and pick up some
things at the grocery store?

Sure.

[KIDS SINGING]

Betty?

[TERRIFIED SCREAMS]

PENNY:
What a creepy place.

MacGYVER:
Oh, it's just an old house.

[CROW CAWING]

[GASPS]

What's the matter?

Uh...

Just my imagination. I...

I have a right to be jumpy.

I'm an heiress.

[KEYS JINGLING]

[FUMBLING WITH LOCK]

I guess I am nervous.

Here, let me try.

[DOOR CREAKING]

You first.

[HINGES SQUEAKING]

[FLOORBOARDS SQUEAKING]

Hey, Penny.
Come on in. Take a look.

See? Told you.

Nothing to be afraid of.

That's easy for you to say.

I'm the one who found out
that I'm related to a gangster

and a madwoman.

Well, you know,
that doesn't surprise me.

What?

What I mean is...

every family's got
a black sheep in the pack.

There any black sheep
in your family?

You're looking at him.

Why don't you take
a look around?

I'm going to unload the Jeep.

Promise you won't be too long?

I'll be right outside.

[CREAKING]

[SQUEAKING]

[THUNDERCLAP]

[THUNDER CRACKS]

[DOWNPOUR BEGINS]

Aw, man.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[DOOR CREAKING]

Penny!

[KICKING DOOR]

Penny, I'm locked out!

MacGyver!
Wait till you see what I found!

I bet this was
Aunt Betty's room.

Look at the wallpaper
and linens.

Everything's so beautiful
and feminine.

It's like nothing's been touched
in here for years.

MacGyver, we could be
the first people

to set foot in here
since she disappeared.

I don't think so.

There's not enough dust.

Looks like somebody's
been keeping it up.

But who?

This is spooky.

[THUNDERCLAP]

Look at all these dresses.

Oh, these are beautiful.

Boy, Aunt Betty
had expensive taste.

Looks like she could have
used a good diet, though.

Huh.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]

Where have I heard that before?

[THUNDER ROARS,
MUSIC BOX CRASHES]

Oh, no.

Oh, wow!

MacGyver, look at this.

[THUNDER CRACKS]

MacGyver?

[SQUEAKING AND CLATTERING]

This isn't funny.

MacGyver?

Surprise!

For the birthday girl.

You shouldn't have.

Oh, yes, I should have.

And you even made it yourself.

How can you tell?

Well, it's a little crooked.

Yeah, I guess it got a little
squished underneath my pack.

I wanted to surprise you.

Mmm!

Chocolate mint and banana icing.

You even remembered my favorite.

Yeah. Who could forget
a combination like that?

Happy birthday, Penny.

You know you didn't
have to do this.

I mean, just being here

so I don't have to be in this
creepy old house by myself

is the best birthday present
I could ever ask for.

Just make a wish, please.

Yeeeeee... yay!

Thank you.

Oh, the diary!

- What diary?
- This diary.

I found it hidden in my
Aunt Betty's music box.

By the way, are you any good
at fixing music boxes?

"A Penny For Your Thoughts"?

My name is on it.
This is getting really weird.

It is only a book, Penny.

No, it's not just the book.

It's this whole house.

Haven't you noticed
how it closes in on you?

Like you're being watched
all the time.

It's thinking like that

that's going to drive you
absolutely nuts.

Now, repeat after me:

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Come on. There's...

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

What was that?

MacGyver!

MacGYVER:
Wow!

Go on back inside.

I'll find the fuse box and try
and get the lights back on.

No sense both of
us getting soaked.

No way! I'm not going
back in that house!

I'd rather drown.

[SCREAMS]

MAN: Growing up,
I used to hear stories

about an old Indian
burial ground around here.

First time, anybody's ever
found part of it, though.

Well, I don't think
the Indians had dentists.

At least, none
that used gold crowns.

Well, I'll be...

I never noticed that before.

You an archaeologist,
Mr. MacGyver?

No, not professionally.

Too bad.

Have to wait for the state boys
to send us one.

It took forever
to clean the kitchen.

Penny, this is Sheriff Howells.

Uh, Cliff Howells,
at your service, ma'am.

It's a pleasure to meet the
new lady of Parker House.

Well, I feel more like
the grave keeper.

Would you like
a cup of coffee, sheriff?

Uh, thank you kindly.

The doctor says it
doesn't agree with me.

- It's too hard on my stomach.
- That's what he's always saying.

Besides, I got to back to town

and make some calls
about your friend here.

You're not going to let that
old skull just lie there, are you?

A few more days won't hurt any.

Maybe that thing
is my Aunt Betty.

I wouldn't get too excited,
ma'am.

We've been looking
for Betty for 30 years.

Never found nothing
but dead ends.

Now, you'd be just about as
lucky to find Amelia Earhart

or Jimmy Hoffa maybe.

We'll let the experts tell us.

Meantime, I'd appreciate it

if you folks make sure
nobody tampers with the remains.

Don't worry.

I wouldn't touch it
with a ten-foot pole.

You know, for someone who's
been working on a case for 30 years,

you'd think he'd get
a little excited.

Did you read this?

PENNY: Wow, I wish my
handwriting was that neat.

Yeah, look what
happens later on.

PENNY:
Then she was mad.

Well, I don't know
what the psychiatrists would say

but something sure
happened to her.

You know, I wish there was
some way of finding out

whether or not
that is Aunt Betty we found.

- Maybe there is.
- How?

I'll need to pick
some stuff up in town.

- You want to come along?
- No, that's okay. You go ahead.

I never really got a chance
to explore this place anyway.

Besides, it's not nearly
as spooky in the daytime.

- You sure?
- I'm sure.

I think.

[GASPS]

Boy, this is the weirdest
family reunion I've ever been to.

SYLVIA:
1958...

that's when Cloverton
was really something.

Big tourist industry...
until they moved the highway.

My father ran the paper then.

You know, if that skull
did turn out to be Betty Parker,

it'd be the biggest news
to hit these parts

since... well, since
she disappeared.

Sheriff Hollis
didn't seem too optimistic.

Well, you got to understand

Clifford inherited
that job from his father,

less than a month
before Betty disappeared.

It's one case he's never
been able to solve.

And don't think he doesn't get
his share of ribbing about it --

especially around election time.

You find what
you're looking for?

Well, there's lots of stories about
Betty Parker's disappearance,

but I can't find
a single picture.

Oh, that can't be.

Take a look.

Now, who'd want to go
and do a thing like that?

A better question
might be, "Why?"

PENNY:
"The house is alive.

I can feel it.

It watches me...
follows my every move.

I'm doomed to wander here,

alone for all eternity,

alone with the monster."

The monster?

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

MacGyver... you genius.

[CLOCK CHIMES DISCORDANTLY,
DISTANT CLATTERING]

[DISTANT CLINKING]

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Oh, he'd better be right.

[LOUD CLANGING]

Stop it!

[CLANGING STOPS]

Please be over.
Please be over.

[THUNDEROUS RUMBLING
AND CLANGING]

[SCREAMING]

[PANTING]

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

[MAN SCREAMING]

Don't do that!

[PANTING]

MacGyver, you nearly
scared me to death.

Well, we nearly went together.

What on earth
are you doing in there?

I found some more bones in here.

It's definitely a woman.

Oh, well, that's wonderful news.

I mean, between you
and those horrible noises...

What noises?

In the house.

Don't tell me
that you didn't hear them.

Oh, it's probably the plumbing.

The plumbing
does not bang on walls

and drag things around and moan.

And the music box...

please tell me
that you fixed it.

MacGyver...
oh, that does it.

I just want to pack up my things
right now and I want to go home.

Penny, whatever's
going on around here

has got nothing to do
with ghosts

or goblins or the supernatural.

There's a purely logical
explanation for everything.

Really?

Well, that would sound
a lot more reassuring

if you weren't
holding a human skull.

Is this okay?

Yeah, that's perfect.

Very perfect.

You didn't happen to find a picture
of your Aunt Betty, did you?

No. Nothing.

You know, even her
portrait was cut out.

Like someone wanted to get
rid of all trace of her.

Well, then I guess I'm
gonna have to work blind.

How can you find out what a
person looks like just from a skull?

Well, these erasers

will help judge
the thickness of the skin.

Then I build up from there.

It's kind of like three-dimensional
connect-the-dots.

Well, sounds like it's
gonna be a long night.

I'm gonna go make some coffee.

"They're all trying to kill me.

I can't trust anybody.

He wants me to see Dr. Simms.

He says it's for my own good,
but I know it's a lie.

Dr. Simms is a butcher.

He can't make me go to him.

I won't let him.
I won't..."

Boy, it gets hard to read.

You know, from the looks of it,
she could hardly hold the pen.

You're beat.
Why don't you get some sleep?

I'll let you know
when this is done.

Oh, maybe you're right.

I just hope all this
doesn't give me nightmares.

Good night.

[SLOW FOOTSTEPS]

MAN:
Betty...

What was that for?

You know... the flowers.

I mean, you did put them
in my room, didn't you?

Penny, I think you're right.

There is something weird
going on around here.

What do you mean?

MacGyver! It's me.

Not quite.

Penny... say hello
to your Aunt Betty.

Now you might think it's funny,

but I don't appreciate
Halloween pranks.

Trust me, sheriff.
This is not a prank.

The last thing I need
is a couple of amateurs

getting in the way
of police work.

MacGyver's not an amateur.

Well, actually, I am.

HOWELLS: Do you
two know the penalty

for tampering
with state evidence?

Oh, ulcers be hanged.

It's too early in the day to deal
with this nonsense without a coffee.

- Do you want another one?
- Sure.

- Want some sugar?
- PENNY: Yes, please.

You know, we're really sorry.

We didn't mean
to cause any trouble.

Yeah, I'm sure you didn't,
ma'am.

MacGYVER: Sheriff, maybe
what we did was wrong,

but this skull should be enough

to get the state forensic lab
interested.

Interested enough
to laugh in my face.

I don't think they'd laugh
if they saw the diary.

Diary?

Oh, we found
Betty Parker's journal.

As far as we can tell, it ended
about the time she disappeared.

She was always writing about
how everybody was trying to kill her.

Really paranoid.

You know, this is bitter.

Poor Betty.

Her mind just went.

Just kept getting
worse and worse.

She wouldn't let anybody
help her. Not even me.

Well, did she ever see
a psychiatrist?

HOWELLS: No, she
didn't trust shrinks.

MacGYVER: Well, there was a
Dr. Simms mentioned in her diary.

I don't recall the name.

I'd like to see this diary.

Where is it, Penny?

Penny?

- Penny?
- Hmm?

The diary... where is it?

The diary?

The diary.

Uh... I think it's upstairs.

I'll go get it.

Strange girl.

Very strange.

What have we got here?

Is this what she's looking for?

Oh, yeah. That's it.

She's a Parker, all right.

Strung tighter than
a fiddle string, all of 'em.

Aw...

Maybe it is this house.

Or, uh...

maybe it's in the Parker blood.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

Home...

I've come home.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING FAINTLY]

[MUSIC BOX CONTINUES]

MAN:
Betty...

No, get away from me.

[PENNY SCREAMING]

Penny?

Penny?

Penny?

"E.P. and C.H."

[CREAKING]

[CREAKING]

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing
as ghosts...

[FAINT MOANING]

Penny?

No, please don't hurt me!

Please, don't hurt me!

What?

- Penny, what's the matter...
- Stay away from me!

It's me.
It's MacGyver.

It's all right.

Oh, MacGyver.

[SOBBING]
Oh, oh, it is you.

I saw it.

Wait a minute.
What are you talking about?

The monster.

What monster?
What are you talking about?

No!

PENNY:
No...

MacGyver...

Don't!

- MAN: Here.
- No!

MacGyver, don't hurt him!

What?

[SOBBING]

It's okay.

I'll look after him now.

Give me the ice bag.

Thanks.

Virgil didn't mean
to hit you so hard.

Virgil?

He doesn't know
his own strength.

You know, he carried me
all the way down here

after I fainted.

He's very protective.

Yeah... this, I know this.

Oh, I feel like there's a cannon
going off in my head, too.

You know, I don't know
what's wrong with me.

I was so out of it before.

Virgil thought
I might hurt myself.

Thought I might fall out
a window or something.

Yeah, well, he was right.

The sugar you put
in your coffee?

It was laced with some kind
of organic compound,

probably a hallucinogen
like mescaline, maybe.

Well, who would want to drug me?

MacGYVER:
That's what I'd like to know.

So this is where Betty's father

made his bootlegging
fortune, huh?

It's all right, Virgil.

He won't hurt it.

MacGYVER: So you
worked on this, huh?

It's my job.

I make the juice.

Betty liked the juice.

When he saw me in town,

he thought Aunt Betty had
come home after all these years.

You saw all those pictures.

I think Virgil
had a crush on Betty.

So he came down here to get
the still running again.

That explains all
your mysterious noises.

If she was drinking this stuff,
no wonder she went mad.

Well, it sure didn't help.

I don't think
it was the alcohol.

It was lead poisoning.

See all the patches
on these condensing tubes?

- They're made out of lead.
- What does that mean?

Well, it means that every drop of
the moonshine was contaminated.

There was so much lead phosphide
on her skeleton

that it sparked when
I scraped it with my knife.

So she was poisoning herself
without even knowing it?

And lead poisoning
affects the brain,

which explains
her paranoid behavior.

Then that's how she died.

MacGYVER:
No, I don't think so.

From the fractures I saw
on her skeleton,

I'd say she died in a fall.

But I think Virgil knows
more about that than anyone.

It's all right, Virgil.

You can tell me.

What happened to Betty?

HOWELLS:
He killed her.

After 30 years, it's almost
a relief to have it over.

Betty called me.

She said Virgil
was out of control.

When I got here, the two of
them were fighting in her room.

I saw Virgil throw Betty
out the window.

No!

Oh, Virgil.

Nobody blames you.

You've been protecting him
all these years?

Well, when my father died,

I promised I'd look
after Virgil.

I couldn't let him be
locked away like an animal.

Don't you see?

He's my brother.

I had no choice.

Well, I'm sure that's what
Howells wanted you to think.

What's that supposed to mean?

This was in Betty's room.

PENNY: I found that
in the window box.

There's an inscription
on the inside band.

"Forever - E.P. and C.H."

Elizabeth Parker and...
Cliff Howells?

Probably fell off when you

pushed her out the window
30 years ago, huh?

Sylvia, have you ever heard
of a Dr. Simms?

Simms? Oh, yes.

That scandal was on
the front page for months.

What scandal?

He was caught
performing abortions.

PENNY: All those big
dresses in Betty's closet.

Aunt Betty was pregnant!

MacGYVER:
You'd just been elected sheriff.

An insane woman, carrying
your illegitimate child?

You couldn't afford
that kind of scandal.

HOWELLS:
Nonsense.

Virgil killed her.

No!

I tried to save her.

He was hurting her.

I tried to stop him.

She fell.

I tried.

[SOBBING]
I really tried.

He said it was my fault.

Oh, so help me, Cliff,
if any of this is true...

I'm sorry, Sylvia.

I truly am.

Virgil was my only way out.

Oh come on, Howells.

Put the gun away
before someone gets hurt.

It's over.

You're right, Mr. MacGyver.

It is over.

For all of you.

This'll heat things up.

Give my love to Betty...
next time you see her.

[GRUNTING]

[FIRE ROARING]

Virgil, is there another way
out of here?

No.

No?

MacGyver, it's getting hot
in here!

Yeah, it's gonna
get a lot hotter

when the pressure
blows this boiler

and ignites all this moonshine.

Everything in this room's
gonna be fried to a... crisp.

Unless we can use that pressure
to our advantage.

You can see where the lime's
seeped into the rock here.

That means the upper part
of this wall is aboveground.

MacGyver, we're all gonna die

and you're giving us
geology lessons!

Virgil, I need your help.

We're gonna need to cap this.

Can you find something for me?

[ENGINE GRINDING]

Aw, come on.

Is it too much to ask
what you're doing?

With any luck, making a torpedo.

But we need something
to aim it with.

Here, you and Sylvia tie
these two pipes together

so they form a cross.

VIRGIL:
Is this right?

That's perfect, Virgil.

Make sure it's tight.

Ow!

What are you doing?

Building up more pressure.

But that'll kill us!

MacGyver knows what
he's doing, don't you?

The brass patch
has a lower melting point

than the steel boiler plate.

If I build up enough heat
and pressure,

the brass will rupture first.

Send enough steam into that pipe

to blow it through that rock.

I hope.

[ENGINE GRINDING]

[CREAKING]

Ah... I don't believe this.

All right, that'll do it.

Virgil, grab that pipe,
follow me.

Set it right in there.

Up a little,
right over the patch.

That'll do it. Everybody,
hide behind those barrels!

Virgil!

HOWELLS:
No!

[SCREAMING]

Oh... I can't believe it.

Oh, MacGyver, you did it.

I'd say we did it.

Look!

Oh, God, how horrible!

SYLVIA: Why didn't
he get out of the car?

I guess he didn't have time.

Or maybe someone stopped him
from getting out of the car.

I don't think the police
will press charges.

Sylvia had no way of knowing
that Howells was using her.

And Virgil...
well, his only crime

was being in love
with Betty Parker.

You know, I can't help
feeling sorry for him.

Yeah. I know what you mean.

I guess Aunt Betty
can finally rest in peace.

Yeah.

And so can we.

And maybe you can give up
this notion of believing in ghosts.

Well, I'm not so sure.

Penny...

it's like I told you.

There is a sane,

rational explanation for
everything that happened here.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

Is that so?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[IN UNISON]
As a blood brother,

I promise that, no matter what,

I will meet here
in exactly 25 years from today,

at high noon
to dig up this time capsule.

Good, let's go.

Okay, MacGyver, fill it in.

In 25 years,

we'll be lucky if we even
remember where we buried it.

We'll remember.

MacGYVER: My home town
had grown a whole lot

in the years
since I'd been back,

but coming home was still

like reaching into a grab bag
full of memories.

Some of them good,

some of them not so good.

And you could never be sure

which memory
you were gonna come up with.

The decisions we make
shape our lives.

When I was a kid,

I made a bad decision
about a gun,

and my life was never the same.

Now I was back,

25 years later,
to follow up on a promise.

One I had to keep,

no matter how much it hurt.

[WOMEN CHATTING INDISTINCTLY]

How much did you get, MacGyver?

56 cents.

That makes $3.42
with what we've got.

How much is a box of bullets?

- Ah, four bucks at least.
- Hey, guys...

CHUCK: Hey, Jess,
we've been waiting for you.

Well, how much you get, Jess?

A buck.

That's a whole
month's allowance.

Choice! That's enough;
we're in business.

Great.

You guys sure
this is a good idea?

I mean getting that gun
and everything?

It's gonna be cool, Jess,
just wait.

[ECHOING]
Just wait.

[ENGINE IDLING]

[PLAYERS SHOUTING]

[MEN CHEERING]

[WHISTLES]
Way to go, Danny, whoa!

Cut him off.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[GRUNTS]

Sean.

Buddy, where you been?

I expected to see you
two days ago.

I'm through, man, no more.

I need a little more time.

That is not how it's done,
Middle America.

Where I come from,
if you want to play,

you got to pay.

Now, the first time
you don't pay,

I'm gonna remind you a little.

The second time,

I'll cut you.

Maybe I'll break something.

The third time,
you don't have to worry about,

'cause you'll be dead, man.

Now, do you see
how easy that is?

Let him go!

Let him go, Spider.

Get off my car!

Let him go.

Now!

Run, Sean.

Come on, Danny.

You lay off Sean, you hear me?

Goes for all of you.

You are dog meat, man.

That is my car
you're messing with.

Danny, come on!

[COCKS GUN]

I'll kill him!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Stupid, little...
- What?

I could have nailed 'em.

Yeah, right.

You told me you were clean.

I am.

Don't give me that, Sean!

You've been hooked on crack
since the first time you tried it.

I'm not using it, I swear.

I owe some money, 200 bucks.

Sean, it's me, Danny, remember?

You can lie to your folks
or the kids at school.

Anybody, but not me!

I just saved your butt
back there, man,

but no more!

You want to kill yourself? Huh?!

That's fine.

Just don't expect me to watch.

Wait, man.
Look, you, you can't leave.

Why not?

'Cause you're the only friend
I got.

MAN: Yeah, the
automatic is excellent.

We sell a lot of these.

Nice and light, easy to fire.

Holds an 18-load clip.

One in the chamber.

Hey, hombre!
Excuse me just a second.

[LAUGHING]

I was wondering when you
were gonna blow into town.

Chuck, how are you doing, man?

Well, you certainly
look... healthy.

Yeah, well, I still like to eat.

Listen, I sent you and Neil
a letter the day I hit the road.

I assume you got it?

We got it.

You still want to go through
with this, MacGyver?

We made a promise.

Nobody keeps kid promises,
not 25 years later.

Look, Chuck, I'll go up there
on my own if I have to.

Won't mean as much without
you and Neil there,

but I'll do it.

Just a minute, let me
take care of business, huh?

Yeah, looks good.

Uh, why don't you
wrap it up for me?

Oh, I wish I could.

Problem is, hand guns
require a police permit.

CUSTOMER:
Well, I don't know, Chuck.

Uh, how long
till I can take it home?

Only takes about seven days.

But you can have any rifle

in the place you want,
cash and carry, no problem.

Well, uh,
what rifle do you recommend?

Well, let's see.

We've got a good selection
of semi-automatics here.

Any of 'em are just the thing...

No!

CHUCK:
...better deal, if you ask me.

Well, take this one here.

Semi-automatic,
pulls a 30- or a 90-round clip.

- [GUN CLICKS]
- Ultra-lightweight.

Micrometer sight.

The works.

CUSTOMER:
Nice balance, feels good.

Yeah, yeah.
That's a nice piece of work.

I'll take it.

Put it on my account,
will you, Chuck?

Great. I'll wrap
it up for you.

Oh, that's okay.

I'll take it like this.

Let's go, son.

So, Chuck, tell me...

how is
the "sporting goods" business?

Don't start, MacGyver.

Everybody has a right
to defend themselves.

If he doesn't buy it from me,
he'll just buy it someplace else.

Oh, now, that's original.

Did you come up
with that yourself?

[SIGHS]

What do you say we go up
to Bell Lake and snag us

a couple of pike?

We can stay at Neil's cabin.
It'll be just like old times.

Chuck...

I didn't come back here
to go fishing.

Look, I don't feel
good about these guys.

Come on, Sean, it's over.

- Just stay away from them.
- Danny, Danny,

you destroyed Spider's
windshield, man.

He's not just gonna
forget about it.

What am I supposed to do?
Go to the cops?

I didn't think so.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, Mr. MacGyver.

- Dad said you were coming.
- Danny?

Wow. Last time I saw you,
you were a little kid.

Sure, six years ago in L.A.

I still remember that homemade
volcano you showed me how to make.

Oh, yeah,
did you get it to work?

We had to repaint the kitchen.

I don't think
you ever met Neil's son.

This is Sean.

Hey, Sean, how you doing?
I'm MacGyver.

Hi, Mr. MacGyver.
It's good to meet you.

Well, I got to go,
so I'll call you later.

- All right.
- Bye.

I guess, uh,
I'd better get to work.

- It was nice seeing you.
- You, too, Danny.

Look, what happened out
there that day with Neil and me...

Well, I never told Danny
about it.

I don't want him to know.

It wasn't just
what you and Neil did.

I was responsible.

Don't you get that yet?

That's why we all
have to go out there, together.

I don't know.

If you can talk Neil into it,
I'll see.

Okay.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for Neil Ryder.

He's down the hall,
in the property room.

Should be back in a jiffy.

Oh, this darn thing.

What seems to be the problem?

Oh, the darn pin that holds
the ribbon spool is busted off.

I guess I should've given up
on this old clunker years ago.

Oh, nonsense.

Let me have a go.

Now we'll trim it up
a little bit.

- There.
- [BLADE CLICKS]

That'll hold it for a while,
least till you can get it fixed.

You know, there used to be
a kid around here

could fix just about anything
like that.

Used one of those
pocketknives, too.

Rigged up the darndest thing
you ever saw to mow our lawn once.

How you been, Sergeant Olson?

[LAUGHS]

All right, uh, that's it.

I'm getting sick of hearing
about how they do it in L.A.

Chill out, Watts.

You know, you chumps
would be nothing without me.

Come on.

Having a ride, Meat.

Come on, man, we're gonna
kill a guy over a car?

Yeah, we are.

If we're gonna own this town,
it's gonna take power.

Do you know
how to get power, J.D.?

No.

Fear.

[GUN CLICKS]

We're taking your car.

This is the city.

Mission City, Minnesota.

My name is Ryder.

I'm a cop.
I carry a badge.

My name?

MacGyver.

I'm his partner.

I carry everything else.

[HUMMING DRAGNET THEME]

[LAUGHING]

Dragnet.

Show that made you what
you are today, huh, Neil?

Nah, I couldn't get in the Army.

How you been, Mac?

Good.

Can't complain.

You know,
when I got your letter,

got me wondering
if it was still down here.

It took me till just now
to get up the nerve.

Yeah, you know,
sometimes I can't even remember

what his face looks like.

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]
I don't want to go, MacGyver.

I don't, either, Neil.

I have to.

MEAT:
Maybe he went out the back.

No, he's in there.

We wait.

When the man comes in
from L.A. next Tuesday,

I want him to see I got
this town in my back pocket.

There he is! Let's go.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Oh, no.

[BYSTANDERS SCREAMING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Danny!

[SIRENS WAILING]

NEIL:
All right, everybody back.

Come on, give us
a break here, huh?

Back please.

OFFICER:
All right.

CHUCK: They shot the place up.
They almost killed Danny.

I'm all right, I'm fine.

Did you see who it was?

SEAN:
Dad, Dad, what happened?

Everything's fine, son,
everything's all right.

- You okay?
- Yeah, we're fine.

Were you able to
get a description?

I saw a blue car.
An old four-door.

It's probably
those same punks again.

What punks?

Mac, we got a full-blown
crack problem in this town.

Some hot shot from California
rolls in about six months ago,

and took in some of the
local kids to set up shop.

Come on, what's that all about?

I've heard of these crack
dealers franchising out

to places like Kansas City
and Seattle, but here?

What... Come on.

Towns grow up, too, MacGyver.

You haven't had any trouble
with those punks, have you, son?

No sir.

Come on, Chuck. We got
to fill out a crime report, huh?

I'll call in
a description of the car.

Look, uh, we'll get some
brooms and clean this up.

- Come on, Sean.
- Yeah, okay.

Danny, Danny, listen, man,
I'll do something.

I'll talk to them, maybe,
or something...

Oh, get real, Sean!

Those guys just tried to kill me out there,
and they're gonna do it again!

You gotta tell your dad
what's going on.

[SIGHS]
I can't.

What do you want from me?!

Do I have to take a bullet
for you, too?

No!

Why don't you just take off,
disappear for a while?

Oh, sure, and then what?!

Look, I don't know.

Maybe they'll slip up
and get arrested or something.

Yeah, that's it!

What if the cops get a tip on
the new shipment that's coming in.

Man, they'll nail them!

What are you talking about?

Listen, Spider's been talking
about how his L.A. connection

is coming in with some new stuff
on Tuesday.

I could call the cops.

They'd catch them
with the goods.

They'd have to lock
them up, man.

We'd be in the clear.
It is a great plan.

Even if this plan works,

what am I supposed to do
from now until Tuesday?

Just disappear, man...
yeah, Bell Lake.

You can hide out in our cabin.

Oh, sure,
and what do I tell my dad?

Tell him the truth.

I mean, we've been fishing
up there since we could walk.

I don't know, man, it...

Danny, Danny, it's the only way.

It is, man.

Please, I swear
this is gonna work.

All right, I'll do it.

Great. Listen, you're gonna need
a key to the cabin.

I'll run home and get it.

Meet me in one hour
up at the pump station

behind the state hospital.

It's abandoned,
you'll be safe there.

Okay.

Two thumbs up, buddy.

I still need Danny's side of it
for the paperwork.

Hey, where are those kids,
anyway?

I'll get 'em.

[INDISTINCT
RADIO TRANSMISSION]

CHUCK:
That's about right.

Danny?

[BARREL SPINNING]

You want to tell me
what's going on?

You wouldn't understand.

I understand this!
Now, what's going on?

[SIGHS]

Those punks that Sean's dad
was talking about?

They've been dealing
to a friend of mine,

and I got caught in the middle.

And you figure the best way out
is to pick up a gun?!

Hey, nobody's gonna get killed.

I might need it
to scare them off.

It never stops there, Danny!

You got a gun, things happen.
People die!

Why didn't you just
go to your dad, or Neil?

- I can't!
- You can!

[SIGHS]

Where's Sean?

Look...

this isn't your problem.

Just let me handle it, okay?

Please?

I can't do that, Danny.

We'd better go talk to your dad.

Come on.

[GRUNTS]

Danny?

Danny, don't!

[OBJECTS CLATTERING]

Now what?

[GRUNTS]
It's Danny.

He just ran out the back.

- He took a gun.
- What?!

Why would Danny need a gun?

Oh, it's got something to do with
those punks and your crack problem.

- I think Sean's involved.
- Oh, my God.

Let's get after them.
I'll put out an A.P.B.

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

"You got to do it in the daytime

with people around,
like they do in L.A."

Man, I don't know
why I bought into you

and your big talk.

I'm walking.

You run now, and you are
never gonna stop running.

If the cops don't find you,
my people will.

But, see, if you do it my way,

you're gonna be numero uno
in this town, man.

It's gonna all be yours.

- Do you hear me?
- [ENGINE STARTING]

Yeah.

Okay.

Now, we find that schoolboy.
He's the only witness.

We cap him off,
the cops can't touch us.

Yeah, what about the other one?

We already own him.

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

Let's get out of here.

Sean!

Buddy.

Let's take a ride.

Come on, hurry up!

[BULLETS HITTING GROUND]

SPIDER:
It's your lucky day, man.

I'm gonna forget about
the bread you owe me.

I'm gonna give you a free taste.

Hmm?

I'm looking
for a missing person.

I won't give you Danny.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, you will.

Come on.

It's party time.

Sean.

Sean, where's Danny?

I didn't want to tell 'em.

Sean!

You sold him out for this?!

No, they made me do it.

They were gonna cut off
my fingers with a razor, man.

Danny is my best friend.

I don't think
you have friends anymore.

You have sources.

Now, where is he?
Where'd you send 'em?

[VOICE BREAKING] Down to the
old pump station behind the old hospital.

I didn't want to tell them.

I didn't want to tell them!

All right, settle down.

Calm down.
Listen to me.

Look, if Danny really
is your best friend,

now is the time to prove it.

Go find your dad.

Have him meet me up there.

- You hear me?
- Yeah.

- All right?
- Yeah.

All right.

Do it. They could
have him already.

Go!

There he goes!

Let's go.

[PANTING]

[CREAKING]

[HINGES SQUEAKING]

[SIGHS]

[BIRDS SINGING]

YOUNG CHUCK:
This is so cool.

I still don't like this, guys.
What if we get caught?

We won't,
if you stop your belly-aching.

[ECHOING]
Pow!

[BIRD SINGING]

[THUD REVERBERATING]

Spider!

Look -- bullets.

You think he's got a gun?

Let's find out.

All right, that way.

Whoa.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GLASS BREAKING]

All right!

Where'd you learn
how to shoot like that?

My dad taught me.
Your turn, Jess.

I'll keep score.

- What about me?
- Sure.

[BIRDS SINGING]

[CHAMBER CLICKING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOTS]

[SIGHS]

[BOLT SHUTTING]

- [KNOB RATTLING]
- [GLASS BREAKING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

Yeah.

Look at that.

- [CHAMBER CLICKING]
- [ECHOING] No!

I think I got him!

[PANTING]

Danny!

[GRUNTS]

Danny!

- [GUNSHOT]
- Oh.

Jesse!

It...
[PANTING]

can't hurt...
can't hurt this bad.

All right, hang on, hang on.

You're gonna be all right.

Come on...

[PANTING]

[GROANING]

All right, take it easy,
try to lie still.

[GROANS]

- [GROANS]
- CHUCK: He's dead, he's dead!

You killed him!

It wasn't me!

He's not dead.
Now, help me.

There's blood all over him!

Let's get out of here.

- Let's go.
- [JESSE WHEEZES]

Hurts.
I can't breathe.

Hold on, Jesse.

Stay with me, come on.

Hang on, Danny.

- [PANTING]
- Hang on.

[PANTING]

All right, let me see it.

[GROANS AND PANTS]

You're going
to be all right, Danny.

Ow. Oh.

Your dad and Neil are
on the way.

[PANTING]
They were...

They were... They were after me.

Two of 'em.

[PANTING]
I locked 'em in a room upstairs.

[GUNSHOT]

They're come... They're coming!

[PANTING]

[GUNSHOT]

Kick it in.

All right, let's go.

[PANTING]

All right, he's got to
be looking for a way out.

You go back where we came from.

I'll check up here.

If you find him, you kill him.

It's all right. Don't talk.
I'll find us a way out of here.

Wait, don't leave me.

Don't leave me.
Don't leave me.

I won't, Jess.
I'll get you to a doctor.

I'll be back, Danny.

Wh-Wh... What are
you going to do?

I'm going to make sure
we get out of here.

I'll be back.

[GUN CLICKS]

[GRUNTS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

Hey!

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where is he?

Who?

Do you want to die, too,
smart mouth?

Look, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I just work here.

Sure you do.

Why don't we just go see
where you were going?

Open the door.

Come on.
Come on, move over there.

Where is he?

I told you, I haven't the slightest
idea what you're talking about.

You've got one second
to find the truth.

[HAMMER CLICKS]

Okay.

He's down in the kitchen.

Let's go.

[GROANING]

[GROANS]

[MURMURING]

Oh, come on,
stay with me, Danny.

Stay with me.

It hurts...

I know, Jesse.
Just hang on.

[DANNY MOANING]

Stop!

Help! Stop, please!

Oh, come on, Jesse,
please don't die.

Stop!

Stop!

Please!

What is it, son?

Help, please.
My friend's hurt.

He needs a doctor.

[SIRENS BLARING]

Danny?

Danny! Oh, my God!

Get an ambulance
out here, quick!

He's going to be all right.

He's going to make it.

CHUCK:
Neil, come on!

One L-30, requesting
an ambulance, code three.

Up behind the old state hospital
on River Road.

Repeat, code three.

DISPATCH [OVER RADIO]:
Copy, one L-30.

Ambulance responding.

Fight for it, Danny.

Come on.

Look at this kid.

When are they going to
do something about guns?

It was an accident.
It was only an accident.

CHUCK:
You've got to help him.

He's lost an awful lot of blood.

Get a line in him.

I'm sorry, son.

I've got a pulse.

He's reactive.

- Let's get him out of here.
- Right. Let's go.

He's going to make it.
He's going to make it.

Sean on crack.

I still don't know
how I missed it.

Oh, don't beat yourself up
over it, Neil.

You got him
in a treatment program.

That's a start.

And Danny's going to be
all right, too,

thanks to you.

Yeah, there it is.

Let's do it.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

You put that on the cake
at your tenth birthday party.

Your mom had a fit.

First she screamed,
then she beat the cake to death.

[LAUGHING]

How about this for you, honch.

Ah...

I was going to play
for the Twins.

You still got
a pretty mean slider.

Oh, yeah.

What is it?

Oh, you remember this.

The world-famous
MacGyver mousetrap.

Snag 'em and let 'em go.

Figured it'd be worth something
to the Smithsonian by now.

Maybe in the next 25 years.

Yeah, right.

[JESSE READING]

MacGYVER:
We miss you, Jesse.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: There's just something
about the Pennsylvania countryside.

It smells clean and innocent.

And after four weeks
crammed inside

a stuffy space simulator
testing lab,

my senses needed to get
reacquainted with nature.

It's as close to paradise
as you can get.

Fresh air, cool, green trees,
warm sunshine, and wildlife.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Come on!

Be careful, Christy.

He's dead!

He's breathing,
but he's hurt badly.

[LABORED BREATHING]

Are you all right?

Grandpa will know what to do.

CHRISTY:
I'll stay with him.

No. They'll know
we were together.

You should go home.

CHRISTY:
But, Jacob!

JACOB:
We will take care of him.

I will see you tomorrow.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[CONTINUES SPEAKING GERMAN]

Do you remember what happened?

My Jeep went over a cliff.

I died...
and went to Thanksgiving?

[LAUGHS]

You... You did go over a cliff,
but you did not die.

Our clothing is Amish.

Oh.

That's a relief.

I owe you, young man.

And that little girl,
I'd like to thank her, too.

There was only my son, Jacob.

Must have been
the thump on the head.

My name is MacGyver.

I think.

[VEHICLE APPROACHES, BEEPING]

Rest, Mr. MacGyver.

I don't believe this!

We haul our equipment out here

so we can get an early start
in the morning,

and we find you drilling a well.

Our well went dry --
without water,

we cannot live our lives.

You don't live here anymore.

That's the point.

I have told your employer
many times,

we have no intention
of leaving our land.

Come morning, we're gonna
knock this place flat!

Can't you get that
through your thick skulls?

Calm down, Stevens.

I'll go call Wrightman.

Ah, let's go home.

We'll start up the
barbecue for dinner.

How about that?

Could we have
foot-long hot dogs?

[LAUGHS]
You're a hot dog.

[PHONE RINGING]

This is Wrightman.

What?

Yeah, okay, okay.

I'll be out there
in a few minutes.

No barbecue, right?

Trouble again,
out at the Amish farm.

- I'll go with you.
- No, you won't.

I don't want you
anywhere near those people.

I'll see you at home, okay?

Yeah. Mmm.

You people are something,
you know that?

You're too good to mix with us.

A war comes along,
and you won't fight.

Now you sit here
and break the law

and act like you can't hear
nothing nobody tells you.

Maybe it's because you
can't understand the English.

Is that it?

How about it, old man,
is that it?

MAN:
Stop!

Who's gonna stop me?

You, Tiny?

I'll drop you like
a ton of bricks.

[GRUNTING]

It's taken two years to get this
highway project off the ground.

Two years!

While the politicians
jerked around...

and we had to feed our kids on
nothing but hot air and promises.

Well, we're through waiting!

What?!

Don't... even think about it.

[CHUCKLING]

Now they got a cripple
to fight their battles for 'em.

Yeah, well if you'd go after
a little boy with an ax,

then I'm probably
just about your speed.

Put it down, Stevens.

I said, put it down.

I...

I apologize for the violence,
Mr. Miller.

These men are frustrated.

They haven't seen work
in a long time.

God put us here
to tend this land.

We are not going to leave,
Mr. Wrightman.

I-I don't know how
to make it any clearer.

This is no longer your land.

The government took it
through eminent domain.

You were paid,
you were paid a fair price.

We returned the money.

WRIGHTMAN:
Please, try to understand.

This isn't just a new highway
we're building,

it's an entire interchange.

It means gas stations,
motels, restaurants...

and employment that our
whole town sorely needs.

There is other land.

I told you before,

the only other possible route
is swampland,

and it costs
three times as much.

STEVENS:
You're talking to a brick wall.

Shut up, Stevens.

I respect your beliefs.

I know it's hard,
but I have no choice.

If you're still here
day after tomorrow,

I'll have to call
in the state troopers.

You will do as you must...

and so will we.

Get 'em out of here, Cross.

Come on. Let's go.

Mr. MacGyver!

[LAUGHS]

You are a poor patient,
Mr. MacGyver.

Why didn't your father
go to court

to get this highway
thing stopped?

John is my father-in-law,
and he is old order.

He will not accept
help from the English.

Well, you know,
under eminent domain,

the government can
legally take your land.

But there are ways to fight it.

It is not our way.

We do not know how to fight,
not even legally.

Where would you go
if you had to leave?

Oh, there is nowhere.

We belong here.
We were born here.

My husband died here.

God gave us this land,
and only He can make us leave.

There.

Ow.

You're a hothead, Stevens.
I don't need that.

What difference does it make?

We're gonna tear down
the place anyway.

Were you gonna tear
down the boy, too?

I wasn't gonna touch the kid.

That's not the way
it looked to me.

The only business
you had out there

was to drop that equipment off
for tomorrow.

I didn't send you out
there to threaten people.

I don't need
that kind of trouble.

They're drilling themselves
a new well.

Doesn't that tell you something?

I'm telling you something,
Stevens!

You pull that stuff again,
and, foreman or not,

you're off the crew.

That goes for everybody.

STEVENS:
Right!

Don't make any trouble
for the farmers.

I'm about to lose my house!

All I'm asking you --
all of you --

is to wait one more day,
that's all.

Day after tomorrow,
just show up,

ready for work.

Wrightman!

He's been giving them one
more day for the last two months.

Burns my hide the way
he bleeds for them Amish.

The wife's expecting me.

We all need the work, Stevens.

You're just going about it
the wrong way.

Squareheads!

Always causing trouble.

Maybe it's time they found out
what real trouble means.

Well, just cool off, Stevens.

See ya.

See you later, guys.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Mr. MacGyver.

Mr. MacGyver.

What?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

It is breakfast time.

It's the middle of the night.

This is a farm.
We start early.

The men have already gone
for your Jeep.

They will be back by daylight.

Well, that's very nice.
Thank you.

I want to thank you

for talking to my son, Jacob,
last night

about hitting that man
with the baseball.

I tried, but...
he didn't really listen.

I'm only a woman.

But he listened to you.

Well, it's guy stuff.

He misses his father.

So do I.

Your breakfast is ready.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

Ah-ah-ah.

[CLICKING THROUGH TEETH]

Easy boy.

Ah.

That's amazing.

There isn't a tow truck
in the world

that could have gotten it here
that fast.

Thunder is very strong.

MacGYVER:
He's beautiful, too.

He used to be my father's.

He is mine now.

Well, what do you feed him,
Miracle-Gro?

That's a joke.

Uh-huh.

Um...

Never mind.

Jacob, take your animal.

Come, Thunder.

Good lad.

You can fix it?

I certainly hope so.

We know little of such things,
but, uh, we will help.

I appreciate that, Mis... ter...

Oh.

He is hard on the outside,
but he has a good heart.

He kind of reminds me
of Mr. Simpson.

Ah, it's a teacher
I had in the third grade.

He kept making me stand
in the corner.

And did you deserve this?

- [ROOSTER CROWING]
- Most of the time.

[LAUGHS]

Can you fix it?

Well, if it's not
too badly busted up.

I'm gonna need some help.

Do you think if you
asked your friend there,

he could give me a hand?

I, uh, cannot speak to William.

Meindung.

- Your what?
- Meindung.

It means shunning.

Will is being punished.

No one may speak to him or
communicate with him in any way.

Well, he must have done
something pretty bad.

He ran away.

He left us with no word
and went to Philadelphia.

He was there for two months.

He went to movies,
rode in automobiles,

and saw the city.

That sounds kind of normal
for a guy his age.

He did come back.

Yeah.

To stay,
and to take his punishment.

He will be one of us again...

some day.

How long does that take?

A year, perhaps two.

That's an awful long time
to be alone.

Must be kind of tough
on his family.

It is.

William is my brother.

Jacob, please don't move away.

I won't have anybody.

I'd die if you went away.

There's nothing I can do.

Your father's going
to tear down my house.

If he did and you moved,

would you forget me?

No, you're my best friend.

You swear you'll always
be my best friend?

I swear.

Me, too.

If you're ever in trouble,
I'll come to you.

And if I'm ever in trouble,
you'll come to me. Okay?

I swear.

MacGYVER:
Keep it coming.

A little more.

Little bit.

Good.

All right, let her down.

MacGYVER:
Little more.

All right, that's it.

Keep a little tension
on that chain, would you?

All right, I'll need
a socket wrench, please.

Which one is it?

It's that long,
cylindrical one there.

Is this it?

Yep, it's perfect.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I'll make a grease monkey
out of you yet.

Grease monkey?

Grease monkey.

It's a joke.

Hmm.

Very small, bad joke.

[GRUNTS]

All right, let's try that.

You have fixed your machine?

Yeah, we'll know in a second.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[CLANKING]

[ENGINE BACKFIRES]

Sounds like a clogged fuel line.

At least the starter's good.

How much longer?

Another day, maybe.

Elizabeth will set a place
for you at the table.

All right, Jacob, shoot to me.

Fire hard.

Bring it to me.

Yes, oh.

All right, show me smoke,
give me the rope.

Ah, won't be getting that one.

Hey, Will, little help.

Go ahead, give it a toss.

[SOBBING]

MILLER: We thank you,
oh, Lord, for this day

and for the food, which,
in Your gracious bounty,

you have provided for us,

so that we might be strong
in our service to you.

We beseech you, oh, Lord,
in our time of need

for Your guidance
and protection.

[HORSE WHINNIES]

Help us to follow in Your path,

and do Your bidding
in the face of... hardship...

- [HORSE WHINNYING]
- ...and pain.

Keep us strong in our beliefs

and pure of heart and soul,

even in the face of...

temptation and evil,

and the rage of our enemies.

And give us the strength,
oh, Lord,

that we might
earn Your blessing,

by showing them mercy...

as You have taught us.

Thank You for being our shepherd

and protecting us from those
who would mean us harm

and keep us from our labors...

What is it?!

MAN:
Beware!

Oh, my God, father.

MAN 1: Why don't you go
ahead and load them all in?

Man 2:
Yeah, all right, I got it.

Yeah. There you go.

Where's that other one?

All right.

But why can't I come?

We went through all
of this last night.

You get a move on before
you're late for school.

Go on. Okay.

MAN:
There you go.

- Hey, get a load of this.
- Hey, check it out!

Whoa.

What can we do for you, mister?

The well derrick

out at the Miller farm
was blown up last night.

What? Was anyone hurt?

You got no proof we had
anything to do with it.

Half the town wants
those Amish out of there.

Yeah, well, half the town
doesn't have access to dynamite.

You want me to start checking

the registration numbers
against your inventory,

or should we just let the
sheriff's office do it?

That won't be necessary.

What do you know about this?

What? You gonna listen to him?

You and me are the only ones
with a key to that shack.

And this man is right,

there just aren't that many
places where you can get dynamite

except here.

Well, what difference
does it make?!

We're gonna flatten
the place anyway.

You're fired, Stevens.

- Cool it!
- Hey, hey!

The Millers told me
before I left,

they wouldn't press charges,
even if I proved it was him.

They won't have to.

I can press a few of my own --

theft of explosives,
for starters.

Look, mister!

This doesn't change anything.

We'll still be out there
in a couple of hours.

So will I.

Yo, get your grader in position.

Okay, no problem.

MAN:
Stay out of the way.

[INDISTINCT COMMENTS]

I don't quite know what to say.

The man that destroyed
your derrick is in jail.

I'll pay for the damages.

First you pay me for land
which I do not wish to sell.

And now you want to pay me
for a drilling derrick,

which you're going
to tear down anyway.

I do not understand you, sir,
and I do not want your money.

I've done everything I can.

Do what you have to.

What did they say?

You folks are in
violation of state law.

I'm asking you to
disperse quietly.

Otherwise, we'll be forced
to take steps we'll all regret.

[BIRDS SINGING]

Well, what's it gonna be?

Now.

We will not move.

Can't take 'em all.

Start cleaning up
around that derrick

before you tear down the house.

Maybe they'll get the
message and leave peacefully.

WRIGHTMAN:
What if they don't?

Better radio in and
get the county jail bus.

- John?
- Yeah?

Clean up
around the derrick first,

and then take down the house.

You got it, boss.

[METAL CLANGING]

No!

Christy!

No! I won't let you!

Stop!

- Hey...
- Hold it, John, hold it!

No!

I won't let you!

- Stop!
- Reinhart, Reinhart!

Stop! Hold it.

What are you doing here?

Make it stop, Daddy.

Don't let them do this.

Jacob lives here.

He'll go away.

Come over here now.
It's dangerous.

I can't. I promised Jacob
if he needed help, I'd be there.

I said get over here,
young lady, and I meant it.

No. You're not my father.

My father doesn't tear down
people's homes.

[RUMBLING]

[SCREAMING]

WRIGHTMAN:
Christy!

[GRUNTS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Come on, we'll get her out of there.
- Stop!

Stop.

Help!

Everybody move back.

This ground is unstable.

You could bring the whole well
down on her.

Daddy!

Jacob!

Somebody help me!

Christy!

Oh, my God!

Do something,
Mr. MacGyver.

Help her.

We have to get a handle on
how she's situated down there.

What's the reach of the boom
on that thing?

Uh, 25 feet. Why?

I need somebody
to give me a lift.

CHRISTY:
Daddy, help me!

Christy?

Christy, honey, can you hear me?

Daddy?
[WHEEZES]

My arms are stuck.

[WHEEZES]

It's okay, Christy.

Honey, we'll get you
out of there.

It's okay.

Hurry, Daddy. I'm scared.

[WHEEZES]

I don't want any equipment within
20 feet of this loose dirt, okay, Cross?

- CROSS: You got it.
- Okay, John, back it up.

- [ENGINE STARTING]
- We'll rope off a safe zone.

- Yeah.
- [BEEPING]

Jacob.

Jacob.

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

How deep is this well?

The original was 30 feet.

We have drilled
another 20 beyond that.

MacGYVER:
All right, straight ahead.

Higher.

Keep it coming.

Straight on now.

Come on.

Keep it coming.

That's good.

I can see you!

[CHRISTY WHEEZES]

MacGYVER:
I see you, too, Christy.

Hang in there, darlin'.
We'll get you out.

[WHEEZES]

All right, back it out.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[WHEEZES]

[BEEPING]

She's pinned
about eight feet down.

If she moves too much,
she'll either drop right through,

or bring the whole thing
down on top of her.

What... Well, what can we do?

We could use your equipment
to excavate parallel to the well

and then cut over to
her in a cross tunnel.

Cross tunnel?

This-This ground is unstable.

I know, but once
we're deep enough,

we'll shore it up,
and go in with hand tools.

[SIGHS]

You ever done anything
like this before?

You want the truth?

No.

- Let's get going.
- CROSS: Right.

Okay, get the work lights
from the yard.

- This is gonna take a while.
- CROSS: Right.

Roger, Jacob, you hitch
the horses to the wagon,

and then help the men load it
with the wood behind the barn.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTS
AND COMMANDS]

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

Christy? Hang on, honey.

We'll get you out of there.

[WHEEZES]

[MAN SHOUTING COMMANDS]

Slipping, Daddy!

I'm gonna fall!

Christy!

Stop! Shut it down!

CHRISTY:
I can't breathe.

[COUGHING]

[CHOKING]:
Can't breathe!

[WHEEZING AND COUGHING]

Her asthma -- she has trouble
breathing when she's scared.

He's right.

Jacob, how do you know all this?

She... She told me.

She use some kind of an inhaler?

Yeah, I've got one in the truck.

But how can she use it
if her hands are pinned?

I can take it to her.

Jacob, no!

I'm afraid he's right.

He's the only one small enough
to get down there.

Mother, please.

She's my friend.

[WHEEZES]

MacGYVER: Nice and easy.
Keep it coming.

That's it.

A little more.

Bring it down.

All right.

Jacob, try not to touch
the sides of the well

any more than you need to,
all right?

As soon as Christy starts
breathing normally,

I want you to try to
slide this between her

and the most solid part
of the well you can find.

It should help keep the dirt from
sliding until we can get to her.

All right.

Nice and easy.

MacGYVER:
Go nice and slow.

Keep that line coming.

Easy...

I'm coming, Christy.

[CHRISTY WHEEZES]

Christy, are you all right?

[CHRISTY WHEEZES]

[WHEEZES]

Here you are.

Easy.

[INHALES]

She's getting it.

Good!

MacGYVER:
Way to go, Jacob.

Easy.

Slow, deep breaths.

[INHALING]

[SIGHS]

MAN:
You all right?

Okay, bring the boy up now.

All right, Jacob?

Get ready, we're gonna
bring you up now.

Uh-uh.

Please, don't leave me.

Don't worry.
I won't leave you.

MAN: ...behind. We're
gonna come back.

All right, Will, nice and easy.

What?

Jacob?

I'm staying with Christy!

[SHOUTING COMMANDS
AND DIRECTIONS]

[SIRENS BLARING]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

Take it away!

All right, we're gonna have to
go the rest of the way by hand.

[MACGYVER PANTING]

We'll get 'em out.

Both of them.

I want to help.

We sure could use the muscle.

You saved me, Jacob.

I knew you would.

You tried to save my house.

[WHEEZING]

[HISSING]

Thanks.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

MAN:
Need a little more here.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

We can go no further.

The dirt is too soft,
it keeps falling in.

It'll take forever
to brace this tunnel.

Yeah, we don't have that long.

Will, I saw
some old wooden barrels

up by the barn --
you want to get them?

It's getting cold.

When we get out,
Mother will make us

some hot cider
with lots of cinnamon.

Sounds good.

JACOB:
Don't worry.

They will get us out.

Are you scared?

No.

So am I.

MAN:
Brace it up here!

Let me help you with that.

All right, feed me.

Just keep laying 'em
end to end as we dig.

Bring it.

Right there, right there.
Hold it.

All right, that's it.

Jacob!

[CRACKING]

Jacob...

Don't worry.
I will not let you fall.

CHRISTY:
Hold tight.

I've got you.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

MacGYVER: All right, that
ought to be close enough.

[PANTING]

Watch my back.

[BARRELS CREAKING]

[WOOD CREAKING]

- Easy, Christy.
- What's that?

[BANGING]

[CHRISTY WHEEZING]

CHRISTY: There's
somebody down in the well.

Hi, kids.

Mr. MacGyver!

I'm here, and...

Oh, man.

Uh...

All right, Christy, I'm gonna
work my way up to you.

Everything's gonna be all right.

[GRUNTING]

All right, Christy?

- Yeah?
- Jacob?

Yes?

You're both gonna have
to help me out on this.

We'll get out of here just fine.

[CRASHING]

JACOB:
Mr. MacGyver, what happened?!

Are you all right?

[CREAKING]

It won't hold!

We need more lumber.

MacGyver, hurry, the tunnel
entrance is collapsing!

It's all right, kids.

Everything's all right.

We're gonna be fine.

Christy, I want you
to help me out.

You got to start wiggling
your arms a little bit.

Try and loosen yourself up,

and ease yourself down here.

I can't, I'll fall.

No, you won't.

You'll be just fine.

I'm here, I'll take care of you.

All right?

Christy, listen to Mr. MacGyver.

[CREAKING]

Stay back!

This whole thing
could go any second.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

Mein Herrn!

If that beam goes...

No, he is strong!
He will hold it.

He will hold it.

JACOB: We will be out
of here soon, Christy.

MacGYVER:
Nice and easy now.

Jacob, help her down.

Hang on to her.
Help ease her down.

That's it, I got her.

Okay, I got you.
I got you, I got you.

All right.
You'll be okay.

Okay, you see our tunnel there?

I want you to get in there,

and go, Christy, go!

Not till Jacob is safe.

It's your turn.

Ease yourself down.

Hang onto the sides.

- JACOB: Here I come.
- Got your legs.

Work with me now.

Come on.
You're gonna be all right.

All right.
All right, I got you.

That's it.

All right, all right.

You're gonna be all right.

All right, now go.

Get Christy out of here.
Go!

[GRUNTING]

Come on!
[SOBBING]

They are coming!
Hurry, children!

[CHEERING]

Daddy! Daddy!

[CHEERING]

[DIRT CRASHING]

[GROANING]

MacGyver! Hurry!

I cannot hold it any longer!

[GRUNTING]

[LOUD RUMBLING]

[CHEERING]

Thank you.
Oh, my boy.

Thanks for your support.

Ja.

Thank you, MacGyver.

Jacob, hold st...
hold still.

- [KNOCKING]
- I'll get it.

Jacob...

Hi, there.

May I come in?

Of course.

My daughter will be fine.

Thanks to all of you.

Maybe it won't do any good,

but I'm willing to go back
to that planning commission.

Take another shot at getting them
to build on the alternate route.

Swamp or no swamp.

You would do this for us?

Well, after all...
we are neighbors.

When I get back home,
I'll talk to the engineers

at the Phoenix Foundation.

They've done a lot of research
on reclaiming marshland.

I'd appreciate that.

The commission meets
next Thursday morning.

I will be there.

With you.

To state our position.

After all, we are neighbors.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

I don't know
what you people want.

The Sister was only trying to save
that man's life when you found us.

That man was a traitor.

And when our Commander Rafael
arrives tomorrow,

he will want to know
your relationship with him.

Put them in the tent.

Enrique.

Why?

[MAN SHOUTS IN SPANISH]

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[MEN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[QUIETLY]: Peter,
are you all right?

Yeah, sure.

How about you?

Fine. A little scared.

But I know Sister Margaret
saw them capture us.

I'm sure the church underground
will make contact with our embassy.

The problem is, our government
can't take any official action.

Not until after the State Department
meets with President Monteyo.

The peace talks
are too sensitive.

- When are these talks?
- They begin tomorrow evening.

Oh, my dear God.

The man who died,

Enrique Salizar,
he told me the rebels

have placed a bomb
in the presidential palace.

It's set to go off
tomorrow night.

Who else knows about this?

We were captured
before I could tell anyone.

How's it going, Jack?

Hey, Mac! How you doing?
Que paso, hombre?

Long time no see.
How was the visit back home?

Oh, uh, it was good.
Yeah, uh, things went well.

Uh, listen, Jack, I, uh...

Oh, look, if it's about
that C-note I owe you,

I'm just waiting around
for payday.

No. No, no,
it's-it's okay.

It is?

If it's okay with you,
it's okay with me.

I'd love to stop
and chat with you,

but I got to deliver
these gourmet goodies.

MacGYVER:
Gourmet?

Frozen tacos and margarita mix?

Mmm! Tasty treats.

Bound for San Clemente Island.
You ever been there?

It's about 50 miles off the coast.
Four months out of the year,

the Navy shells
the living daylights out of it.

The rest of the time
they leave it to the bugs,

the scrub brush,
and one dozen red-blooded

American sailors
yearning for something

besides Navy chow
for dinner, so...

Dalton Air and Sea
to the rescue.

A few more runs like this,

and I'll have the payments
on this plane covered.

Well, at least the down payment.

Yeah. Uh, that's great, Jack.

Uh, listen, compadre...

I need a favor.

A favor from who?

You.

I need a favor from you, Jack.

- You do?
- Yeah.

- From moi?
- Yes.

MacGyver needs a favor from moi?

Yes, Jack.

Well, name it! Whatever, anything.
I've been waiting years for this.

Well, it's Pete.
He's in trouble.

The Phoenix Foundation
got an urgent message

from the church underground
in Barraca.

Barraca?

Yeah, the rebels have got him,

and our government
is too busy playing politics

to help him out,
so I'm going in.

I need a plane,

and I need a pilot.

I need you, Jack.

MacGYVER: With any luck,
this garage door opener of yours

will give us a jump
on the rebels.

DALTON:
You really think that'll work?

MacGYVER:
Well, I don't know.

The remote control
sends a signal

to the plane's reserve generator

and relays a power surge
to the prop starter; it should.

Sort of like
hot-wiring a car, huh?

Speaking of cars,
did you see the look

on those gas jockeys'
faces in Cancun

when I set this baby down
in front of that filling station?

They'll be telling
their grandkids

about the "Sky Gringo"
for years to come.

Hey, Sky Gringo,
maybe we should talk

about this trade you made
with the sailors in San Clemente.

You got your plan
with my garage door opener.

Yeah, and it did not include
a rocket launcher!

You said the church underground
got the location of the rebel camp

from an arms dealer
named Yifta, right?

Right. So?

So, poof! I'm an arms dealer.

We use my plan to get us in,
your plan to get us out.

What a plan! What a team!
Don't you love it?

MacGYVER:
Yeah.

Love it.

[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[CHEERING]

[CHEERING CONTINUES]

- What could that be?
- [SIGHS]

Probably their leader, Rafael.

[CHEERING]

RAFAEL: Mis compadres,
look around you.

Here and now is the most
beautiful part of Barraca.

Why?

Because you, through your courage
and commitment to the revolution,

have freed it and secured it from
the tyranny of the Monteyo regime!

[LOUD CHEERING]

In these final, glorious days,

we have rid the traitors
from our ranks.

Now we must set our sights
on marching forward

to the capitol,
to final victory!

[CHEERING]

Your commander, Santina,

has turned you into
the finest unit in the field.

And I come to honor you.

Not by pinning medals
on your chests, no.

Medals are for dictators
like Monteyo.

Instead, your reward will be the
grateful cries of the Barracan people!

[CHEERING]

To be written on a new page
in our history!

Liberación!

ALL:
Liberación!

Liberación!

Liberación! Liberación!

[REBELS SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

So here is the traitor!

Yes, Rafael.

Very good.

- Bury him.
- Sí.

I especially want to offer you
my congratulations, Santina.

I understand that you personally
captured Enrique Salizar.

He was dead when I found him.

He was with a nun.

And... you have this nun?

Sí. And an Americano,
possibly a spy.

Thornton. A member
of the Phoenix Foundation.

I know this organization.

It often works with the DXS
on covert missions.

Have they told you what they
know about our plans for Monteyo?

No, nothing.
They have said nothing.

It is all so hard to believe.

Enrique and I grew up
in the same village.

I thought we shared
the same dreams for Barraca.

How could he betray us?

If I may borrow an old adage.

"These are times
that try men's souls."

Enrique's soul was weak.

Fortunately for us,
we saw his true colors

before the final hour
of our long struggle was over.

Yes, Rafael.

I must check in
with my main command post.

Then I will talk
to the prisoners.

DALTON: Ladies and gentlemen,
this is your captain speaking.

We've just crossed over
the Barracan territorial limit

and are approaching the coast.

Half an hour to touchdown.

Boy, you're really getting into
this disguise thing, aren't you?

We're dealing with some pretty
savvy individuals here, Jack.

Got to juice things up a
little bit or they won't buy us,

let alone that
rocket launcher of yours.

What do you think?

Be still, my beating heart.

The very picture of a sky
pirate if I ever saw one.

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

I'm Rafael, commander
of the revolutionary forces.

And you are...?

Sister Clara.

With all due respect
to your religion, Sister,

the eleventh commandment
in this part of Barraca

is "Thou shalt not harbor
a traitor to the revolution."

She was simply helping
a wounded man.

She was helping the wrong man...
Mr. Thornton.

Oh, yes.
We all know who you are.

Operations director,
Phoenix Foundation.

Just what exactly are you doing
in my country?

The church asked me to help
get these Sisters back home,

and that's all.

We're not interested
in your bloody revolution.

A man of your...
position with the DXS

does not come all this way
just to escort nuns home.

I believe you came
to contact Enrique Salizar.

What did he tell you?

Your choice is simple.

You can tell me
what you know and...

go home...

or not tell me,
and you will never go home.

Notify Santina.

Then take them to the levee.

DALTON:
Get ready, Mac.

Ten minutes to show time.

MacGYVER:
Come on, Jack, this is real.

Let's just not
overdo it, all right?

Low key. Very low key.

Hey, you know me, Mac.
I can be a low-key kind of guy.

You've seen me unconscious
before, haven't you?

Just keep in mind,
Pete and the Sister

are counting on somebody,
and it's us.

What sister? I didn't
know Pete had a sister.

- Is she good looking?
- Hey!

Oh, like Pete, huh?

Sister as in the religious kind.
She's a nun.

A nun? You mean a nun-nun?

You mean
those servants of discipline

that rap
your knuckles with rulers

and make you clean erasers
after school?

[JACK SHUDDERS]

- MacGYVER: Jack?
- DALTON: What?

MacGYVER:
Keep the nose up!

DALTON:
Sorry.

Mac, you didn't tell me
it was guns for nuns.

You're overreacting.

Oh, yeah?
What do you know?

Those rebels
are probably down there

cleaning blackboards
even as we speak.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Again.

- What did Enrique tell you?
- Nothing.

He told us nothing.

The man died,
that's all there is to it.

I'm afraid I don't believe you.

Please!
He's telling the truth.

I don't think so.

[GUNFIRE]

[YELLING]

SISTER CLARA:
Peter! No!

[GROANING]
Oh, no!

The good Sister
was kind enough to care

for a wounded traitor
like Enrique.

Is your friend as important?

No! You'll kill him.

Yes, I will.

Unless you tell me
what I need to know.

The decision, good Sister,

is yours.

[GROANING]

[HAMMER CLICKS]

For God's sake, don't!

The truth!
What did Enrique tell you?

He said you sent
someone with a bomb

to kill President Monteyo.

[GUNFIRE]

Who else knows of this?

She captured us.

There was no way
we could tell anyone.

Rafael...

RAFAEL:
Who are you expecting?

No one.

Put them back in the tent.

We will finish this later.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

MacGYVER: I'm
connecting the receiving unit

of the garage door opener
to the ignition system.

Keep the auxiliary power on,

all switches off except
the prop starter button.

And, Jack...

low key.

Low key.

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[WEAPONS COCKING]

Hello. How are you?

Great to be here.

Nice day, huh?

Who are you?
What do you want?

Jack Dalton, Mercenary
Management and Equipment.

My associate,
Mr. MacGyver.

We're just buzzing the
hot spots in Central America

trying to whip up
a little business.

How did you find us?

Yifta, your weapons dealer.

He's got kind of
a loose mouth, see,

and, well, competition
being what it is...

Look.

We thought
you might be interested

in some heavy duty hardware --
yes or no?

Maybe they'd like to see a
sample of our latest product.

Of course they would.

This is something I guarantee

you won't be able to get at
your local sporting goods store.

MacGYVER: One genuine
Viper infantry rocket launcher,

complete with adjustable
scope for infrared sightings.

Yes, the Viper Infantry
rocket-launcher,

superb American design
and craftsmanship,

lightweight, yet durable,

accurate, with real
stopping power.

How 'bout a little
demonstration?

Now what you do is, you...

I guess she likes it.

It is a very good weapon.

You know, if you
order 50 or more,

we might be able to offer you

a substantial discount,
say, uh... 20%?

America, land
of free enterprise.

If we were to buy, say, 75,

we would expect a 30% discount.

And how soon could
we expect delivery?

Well, we do have that
overstock in Miami.

We could add that
to the inventory

on the shipment
out of Costa Rica.

We have to phone ahead and have
them pre-package to avoid Customs.

MacGYVER:
Easy enough.

DALTON:
Okay.

I'll tell you what.

If we can square a
deal this afternoon,

I can land it for you here
in two days, no problem.

Excellent.
Come with me.

We'll discuss the particulars
over a cerveza, sí?

I could use a cold one.

My munitions man
will check out the weapon.

Good idea.

That plane that went over.

Did you see a name on it?

No. Why?

Nothing, just...

[CHUCKLES]
...wishful thinking.

So, how 'bout if I take
a look at your inventory?

Maybe see what you're
in the market for?

That is all this
is to you, isn't it?

A business.

Everybody's got to make
a living, captain.

By selling death at a discount?

Hey, we're not killing anybody.

No, but you bring
guns to my country,

like the ones that butchered
my mother and father.

New ordinance.
Check it out.

When we win this revolution,

we will have no further
need of people like you.

You are just one
of many hard choices

one is forced
to make for freedom.

Yeah, well,
I'd love to stand here

and talk revolutionary
political philosophy with you,

but, uh, it was a long flight.

Got a place I could freshen up?

Over there, by the ammo shed.

Now look at this stuff.

You don't want to lug
around a lot of hardware.

You guys are guerrillas. Bump and run,
that's your game, right?

So you'll want to stick with
disposable launch weapons.

You Americanos...

you always have
an angle, don't you?

Business major, U.S.C.

Political Science, Berkeley.

Berkeley?

Well, it's nice to see higher
education at work. Salude.

Who are you?

A friend of Pete's.

Oh...

MacGyver...

He's been shot.

Oh, man.
Hang in there, Pete.

We'll get you out of here.

As far as I could tell,
there's only one guard outside.

When I give you a nod,
call him in here.

Guard! He needs help!

This man is dying!
Please.

Please hurry.

We can't get past all of them.

Yeah, we need a diversion.

When things
start happening, we move.

Will we have
to move him very far?

Just as far as the plane.

Okay.

Get ready.

[GROANING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

What was that?

It must be my friend,
taking inventory.

[SCOFFING]
Berkeley.

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

Mac! Pete!
What'd they do to you?

I'll tell you later.

[GROANING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Let's go.

The gringos!

They're getting away!

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

Stop them!
Stop the plane!

Come on, baby, come on!

Cease fire!

Raphael, the radio.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

How's he doing?

- Not good.
- He's not alone.

Somebody put a couple
of holes in us, too.

DALTON:
Oil pressure's dropping.

Engine's overheating.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Come on, baby.

Come on, just get up over
this one more hump.

MacGYVER:
Pull it up, Jack.

DALTON:
Come on, please, baby.

Come on, baby.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

It's no good.
The oil line has been hit.

I'm gonna have to set her down
or we'll burn the engine out.

MacGYVER:
110 degrees and rising.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

We're going down!

Hang on.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

DALTON:
Steady, baby.

Here we go, ready?

Jack, you're gonna run out of
water if you put it down here!

Hold on!
Kamikaze time!

MacGYVER:
Oh, man!

DALTON:
All right, steady baby.

Steady.

Touchdown!

Oh-ho-ho!

Jack?!

DALTON:
Whoa, baby. Whoa!

Whoa!

We're going to crash!

Let's set him down over there.

Take it easy.

He's still bleeding.

Yeah, I know.

MacGyver...

Monteyo...

warn him.

Take it easy, Pete.
What's he talking about?

One of Rafael's men is going
to kill President Monteyo.

A bomb is set to go off in
the presidential palace tonight.

The first meeting... 7:00.

That's less than
six hours from now.

I'll radio the airport
tower in the capitol.

Look at this.

I'm the proud owner of an open
can of sardines with wings on it.

No, I do not have
insurance for rebel gunfire.

Uh, hello...

Nadero, do you read me?
Come in, please.

Do you read me? Over.

Na...

Am I on the right
frequency here?

It doesn't matter.

You've got to be up above these
mountains to transmit a signal that far.

You're right.

MAN: Bravo-Santina.
This is Eagle's nest.

I've spotted a plane.
It has crashed. Repeat.

The plane, it has crashed.

They found us.

SANTINA:
Receiving you, Eagle's nest.

Are there any survivors?

Sí, they're trying
to radio the capitol.

By my last sighting,
I make them out to be...

eight miles north
of my position.

They must have
crashed near Juahero marsh.

Did they make any
contact with the capitol?

No, Capitain Santina --
the mountains,

they're blocking the signal.

[LAUGHING]

Good. Good, Eagle's nest.
You maintain your position.

We will join you
within three hours.

We are on our way. Out.

Three hours, eight miles.

At the most, we've got five
hours to get out of here.

Well, it's gonna take a lot more than
a wing and a prayer to get airborne.

I mean, look at my plane,
Mac, look at it.

A gash like that'll make
it sink like a rock.

I know, Jack.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

Oh, well, can't stand around
feeling sorry for myself.

That's not gonna
help Pete any, is it?

Or President Monteyo.

He's sitting on a bomb right now
and doesn't even know it.

I can rig a piece of hose from your
fire extinguisher to patch that up.

Maybe we can patch this float
with something, too.

Yeah, we can heat that strut
and bang it out straight.

That's all fine and dandy,

it's not gonna make
the runway any longer.

We need ideal conditions to take
off and these ain't them.

We're grounded, buddy.

I know that, Jack.

I know.

Assemble the men.

Commander...

We let them escape.

I will not be hunted down.

- It is over.
- It is not over.

May I inform you
that the gringos

have made a forced landing
near the Juahero marshlands.

They are alive.

Have they made radio contact?
With the capitol, with anyone?

No, no, they cannot.

Because the mountains are
blocking all their transmissions.

Then Monteyo's still a dead man,
as long as we can get to them first.

Round up your men.
We leave at once.

We're gonna have to
seal it, somehow.

Any ideas?

Fiberglass.
Or a variation of it.

The first thing we need
is the fiber.

How about the life
jackets in the plane?

Waterproof, fibrous.
I'll go get 'em.

How's he doing?

He's doing great.

[PANTING]

Don't worry about me.

Just get us out of here.

I'm working on that, Pete.
I'm working on it.

Sister, you want
to give me a hand here?

How's he really doing?

He's not great.

His wound is very serious.

How did this happen?

Rafael shot him.

He wanted to learn what we knew
about the assassination plot.

And I'm the one who told him.

Well, how'd you get
the information?

From Enrique Salizar.

Rafael's chief of staff.

He defected and Rafael
shot him in the back.

And you helped him
after he was shot?

Enrique saw Rafael
for what he really stands for.

All he's interested in is the power
and what it can get him.

Sounds like another Duvalier
or Noriaga in the making.

Are they still attempting
to make radio contact?

No, sir.

Good. Very good.

Rafael.

Even if the gringos do escape,

why should this affect
the progress of our revolution?

My plans hinge
on that bomb going off.

If it doesn't,
it is just one more setback.

We will continue to fight,
as we have in the past.

Santina, I am not interested
in going down in history

as a man who fought
for a decade in the mountains.

I want what Monteyo's death
can give me now!

Give you?!

The people, of course.

Vamanos!

You are amazing,
Mr. MacGyver.

Making something out of nothing,
like a miracle worker.

Well, it's gonna take a miracle
if we're gonna get off the ground

in... three hours.

I'd appreciate it if you'd put
in a good word with the boss.

Consider it done.

[ENGINE REVVING, SHOUTING]

Idiots!

Why are they not
prepared for this terrain?

They are good men, they serve
our cause well, Rafael.

We are at least
two hours away from them.

Leave the Jeep.
Bring the equipment.

We go on foot from here.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

What is it this vile,
black goop is supposed to do?

Well, this rubber
and nylon compound

will make a waterproof seal
on the cloth fiber.

[GROANS]

There we go.

That shouldn't take
too long to dry.

Listen, Jack.

I'm sorry I got you into this.

Not half as sorry as you'd be
if you left those two behind.

You want to get
that strut back on?

I can handle this.

Move!

[GROANING]

Hey...

MacGyver...

how are we doing?

We're doing great, Pete.

Have you out of here in no time.

You never were a good liar.

Hell of a way to go, huh?

I always thought

I'd drop dead at my desk,
or on the ninth tee.

Come on, knock it off,
will you, Pete?

Hey, come here.

Not everyone...

is lucky enough
to have a friend like you.

I feel honored.

I mean that.

So... if we all don't
make it out of here,

I...

[GROANS]

Pete?

Pete!

Sister!

Pete, do you hear me?

Come on, man.
Come on.

He's lost so much blood.

Unless we can get
him out of here,

there's nothing more we can do.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

I think it's gonna hold.

All right, let's get Pete
in the plane.

Pete.

Pete, let's get
you in the plane.

Come on, man.

Take it easy, huh?

Yeah.

[THORNTON GROANING]

We'll have you
out of here in no time.

Yeah.

- Jack, give me a hand here.
- Now what?

If we didn't have
enough runway to land,

we're sure not gonna have
enough to take off.

We're gonna need a lot of help
to get that thing airborne.

Okay.

I'll anchor down the plane.

You crank it up.
Peak out the RPM.

I'll release the rope,
and we're out of here.

No way.

It'd take a rocket to lift us out
of here with that much runway.

Rocket!

JATO.

Jet Assisted Take-Off.

The Vipers.

The Vipers.

[WATER SLOSHING]

Commander,
we know their radio is working.

If we contact them and offer
them a chance to surrender,

they could prove
valuable hostages.

I am not interested in hostages.

The Americanos will die,

and so will Monteyo.

We can mount the rockets
against the float struts.

That'll give us just enough
extra thrust to hop on out of here.

Yeah, but we still need a way
to ignite them both

at the same time...

or the plane's gonna
spin like a top.

SANTINA [OVER RADIO]:
Attención Americanos, come in.

This is Captain Santina.

You will not be harmed
if you surrender now.

You will not be harmed.

Repeat, you will not be harmed.

Come in. Do you read?

[STERNLY] Your safety is
guaranteed if you surrender now.

Yeah, who's gonna
guarantee that, Santina?

You?

Yes. I guarantee your safety.

You can't guarantee anything,

not even what
you're fighting for,

not as long as you're
taking orders from Rafael.

I did not ask you for a sermon.
I asked you for your surrender.

You're not gonna get it.

You might think
Rafael is fighting

for the same thing as you,
but he's not.

He's only interested
in one thing: himself.

Why do you think your friend,
Enrique, turned on him?

Enrique was a traitor.

Yes, he was, to Rafael,
but not to you,

not to the Barraca
you're hoping for.

Rafael shot him in the back.

I do not believe you.

That's up to you,
but I'd watch my back.

Vamanos.

Keep praying, Sister.

We got 45 minutes
till that bomb goes off.

Commander...

once we have
the gringos in sight,

I think it would be wise to
approach them with caution.

Caution?!

Battles are not won
with caution.

No, sir.

But we cannot know what weapons
we may be up against.

If you are not prepared
to lead your men,

then I will.

That's great, Jack.

Now loop the rope
around the rear spreader bar.

Rig it with a slipknot.

Aye, aye.

What do you got there?

The quartz igniters.

They're off the rockets.

I'll wire it so I can trigger the
missiles from inside the cockpit.

Great. How do they work?

They're ignited
by a sharp impact.

We can use the hammer from
the toolbox as a firing pin.

They're in range!
Start the mortar!

Quick! Quick! Quickly!

We take out the plane first,
then go in and clean up.

As you said, they may have
weapons we don't know about.

Take cover!

Okay Mac, this rocket's ready.

Sister?

Lay these wires
between the seats.

MacGyver...

Pete doesn't have much time.

Neither do we.
Jack, let's start it up.

You got it. We'll be out of here
easy as bim, bam...

- [EXPLOSION]
- Let's get out of here!

You missed!

- Are you blind?!
- [GRUNTS]

I thought these men
had field experience.

Let's blow this pop stand!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Get me someone who knows
how to deal with artillery!

I cannot do that, commander.

Are you refusing a command?

We have no more mortar rounds!

The gringos blew up
our ammunition shed.

Do you remember?

Commander...

we will take them on
face to face.

Vamanos!

Move out! Come on!

We'll take them alive. Vamanos!

DALTON:
700 rpm.

Eleven hundred.

Fifteen hundred.

1,700 rpm.

2,300! Now, Mac!

- Yank it!
- [GRUNTS]

MacGyver, what's happening?!

Your slipknot's not slipping!

[GUNSHOTS]

[SHOOTING CONTINUES]

Stop!

Cease firing!

Cease firing!

Hang on, Mac!

Upsy daisy!

Whoo! Yes!

DALTON:
We are airborne!

RAFAEL: Why didn't
you keep firing, idiots?

Monteyo lives
if you let them get away!

Take him!

MAN:
Agarranlo!

Yes, Enrique showed
his true colors.

Now you have shown us yours!

You cannot do this.

I will have you shot.
All of you!

Shot!

I will have you shot!

[GRUNTING]

Let me go!

Let me go!

Airport Nadero.

Calling Airport Nadero.

This is an emergency.

Mayday.

Do you read?

This is urgent.

There is a bomb set to go off
in the banquet hall

of the presidential palace
in 15 minutes.

I repeat, there is a bomb
set to explode

in the presidential palace.

Do you understand?

Over.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Affirmative.

We read you loud and clear.

Presidential security
will be notified immediately.

[SIGHS]

Jack.

Yo.

Where's MacGyver?

He's flying economy, Pete.

Uh... not to worry.

He's, uh...

he's comfortable.

MacGYVER:
Jack...!

"Monteyo allows first
elections in Barraca."

Well, it looks like Barraca is on
the road to democracy after all.

Well, with Santina representing
the rebels in the peace talks,

I'm not surprised.

Yeah, that Santina
was one hot tamale, all right.

I mean that with
the greatest of respect.

I mean, anybody that could put
Rafael on ice is okay with me.

So, Pete, how's the first day
back at work?

- Feeling okay?
- Yeah. Fine.

No hemorrhages or heart attacks
or loose organs roaming around?

[THORNTON LAUGHS]
Nope.

Why?

'Cause I don't want you to
keel over when you see my bill.

THORNTON:
Bill?!

Hold it right there, Dalton!

It's all there, big guy,
itemized for your perusal.

Flight time,
plane damage, hazard pay.

It's all there.

Oh, no rush,
I don't need it until tomorrow.

"Big guy"?

[SIGHS]

MacGyver, the next
time you want to ask

Jack Dalton to do you a favor,
do me a favor...

I know, Pete.

Don't.

Don't!

Don't.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[ENGINE RACING]

MacGYVER:
For my eighth birthday,

my Grandpa Harry drove me
in his old blue pickup

to the straightaway
behind the Clemens' farm,

put my hands
on the steering wheel,

and slammed his foot
into the gas.

I'll never forget the sound

of the wind rushing
past my ears,

how the red needle trembled
past 90,

the wheel shaking in my hands.

It scared me to death,
and I thought

nothing in the world
could be more exciting.

[ENGINE RACING]

[ENGINE RACING]

- Go, MacGyver!
- Go! Go!

Don't baby it!

MacGYVER: Ever since then,
I've had a love for racing.

So when my old college buddy,
Jeff Stone, asked me

to help him build an environmentally
efficient, all-plastic engine,

he didn't have
to twist my arm to say yes.

Then Jeff lost his ride
with the Strickland team

just before the championship race
here at Westwood Springs,

so I got Phoenix to bail him out
with another car.

And I got to test it.

[ENGINE RACING]

Come on.
Let her rip!

You think he isn't?

[ENGINE REVVING]

Not bad!
Not bad at all.

[LAUGHING]

[SIGHS]
We got a problem.

What do you mean?

That plastic engine.

It's fast.

It's too fast for a test run.

[ENGINE REVVING]

MacGyver?

Who?

Oh, someone I crossed
on the Formula One circuit

in Europe eight years ago.

Now, what is he doing here?

You keep your mind on Stone
and winning that race.

That's what I'm paying you for.

[ENGINE IDLING]

[SIGHS]

Okay, hot shot,
give her some juice.

Sure, O'Malley.

[REVS ENGINE LOUDLY]

If I didn't know better,

I'd say you were racing
for real out there.

There weren't any other cars
on the track.

Well, how's our, uh,
investment doing?

Worth every penny the
Phoenix Foundation's put into it.

Emissions are down 18%.

Engine's running ten degrees
cooler than we expected.

Great!

And we haven't even
opened her up yet.

Well, I'd better give the Phoenix
board of directors the good news.

You know, when I sold them
this environmental project,

I don't think they figured
it was gonna cost this much.

I'll see you
at the press conference.

[ENGINE REVVING]

You're gonna be champ, Dad.

My biggest fan.

You know, someday I'm
gonna be a driver, too,

like all the famous
father-son racing teams.

You know, Mario and
Michael Andretti,

and Richard and Kyle Petty,
and the Unsers.

Yeah. you know,
come to think of it,

I've never heard of
a father-daughter racing team.

That's 'cause we're gonna
be the first, right, Dad?

Sure. Right after college.

Oh. Boy, you sound
just like Mom.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Oh. Yeah, yeah,
I know. Sorry.

Hey, come on, Charlie.

You can help me
check the brakes.

She's got some fire.

I feel bad,

dragging her around the
circuit like a suitcase.

But if we could get
a major car company

to put this engine
in production,

I could settle down,

finally make some sort
of normal life for her.

Hey.

Heard from Meg?

[SIGHS]

Charlie got a birthday card
from Wisconsin.

You still miss her?

[SIGHS]

I guess she's happy.

Being married to a dentist,

she doesn't have to worry
about him buying it in a crash.

MAN: I'd like to thank
you all for your attention,

and there is
literature for you...

Thank you very much.

[APPLAUSE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[EASY LISTENING
INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS]

- Well, you've made it. Good.
- See you, Lloyd.

No, thanks.

Well, I think the press is
almost finished with Strickland.

It's all a matter of science.
Professional racing...

So that's Carl Strickland, huh?

Yeah. The shark himself.

How would you rate Jeff Stone's
plastic engine against yours?

[SCOFFS]

Stone's machine is
an interesting toy,

but it's no match for an engine

with my new fuel
injection system.

Right.

When I refused
to sell him my design patent,

Strickland got so mad,
he dumped me from his racing team.

This fuel injection system
will make the Strickland

the fastest car on the road,

which I intend to prove
at Sunday's race.

With a little assistance
from my new driver.

Best car on the circuit
needs the best driver --

last year's European
Formula One champion,

Hans Visser.

- VISSER: Thank you.
- Visser!

- VISSER: Thank you very much.
- Do you know him?

- VISSER: I'd just like to say...
- A little too well.

Easy, Mac.

It was a long time ago.

What made you leave the
Formula One circuit in Europe?

Mr. Strickland's money.

[LAUGHS]

REPORTER [LAUGHS]:
Okay, well, jokes aside...

[CAR ENGINES RACING]

REPORTER: ...that's
not already been done?

No, actually,
I won a championship in Europe,

and I have this

to prove it.

So now, I want a new challenge.

REPORTER: Going into
this final race of the season,

you're still seven points
behind Stone

in accumulated points,

which means you have
to beat Stone on Sunday,

and you have to win the race
to take the championship.

What makes you think
you can do it?

I don't know how to lose.

How do you respond
to that, Jeff?

I'll respond during the race.

If you'll excuse me.

- REPORTER: Tell me, Mister...
- Come on.

REPORTER: ...it's apparent
Hans Visser has a massive ego.

How does that fit
into your organization?

- Hi, MacGyver.
- Hey, Todd.

MacGyver!

Small world.

Yeah. Too small.

Still holding a grudge
after all these years?

You're a glory hound, Visser.

And you're still dangerous.

It takes nerves to win,
MacGyver.

You lost yours, remember?

MAN: ...where the pressure
has increased to 65 p.s.i...

MAN 2: I need more than
promises from you, Strickland.

I need results.

STRICKLAND: It takes money to
develop a fuel injection system, Falco.

A million dollars over budget
is normal in my business.

But it's not in my business.

My people are worried.

When my car wins the race
on Sunday,

you'll get back 100 times'
return on your investment.

That's if it wins.

I understand Phoenix tested
its plastic engine today.

Less than one second
over track record.

Maybe we invested
in the wrong engine.

STRICKLAND:
That Phoenix car is fast.

Too fast.

We can't let Stone win.

Stone is no match for me.

He may not be,

but his engine's more
powerful than I anticipated.

If Stone beats you on Sunday,

I can say goodbye
to Falco's investors.

I will win.

I've got too much riding on this
to trust your ego.

We need a guarantee.

Someone who can tilt the odds
in our favor.

Someone who can't afford
to say no.

Isn't that right, Mr. O'Malley?

[ENGINE RACING]

TRACK ANNOUNCER: Hans Visser
completes a blistering

qualifying round
in the Strickland,

and 1:15:58!

Visser has tied
the track record.

What a run,

especially considering
the wet track conditions

that we have here today.

Now, with only two cars left
to qualify,

it looks like Strickland
is guaranteed pole position.

[ENGINE REVVING]

THORNTON:
Now let me get this straight.

They're qualifying.
They're not racing.

Oh no, they are,
but just one at a time.

[ENGINE REVVING]

See, each driver has five
laps to make his best time,

and then only the top ten cars
get to go on to the championship.

And the faster the time,

the better the position
on the starting grid.

Yeah, yeah, that's it.
You got it!

- Well, I'm pretty quick.
- [LAUGHS]

You really love this stuff,
don't you?

Yeah, I do.
It just gets in your blood.

Listen, why did MacGyver
ever quit racing?

Actually, he never talks
about it.

MAN:
Yeah, that's it.

[ENGINE RACING]

Okay... right there.

Ah! good...!

PIT MAN:
Great lap, Hans.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ANNOUNCER: Qualifying time
for the Strickland car: 1:15:58.

Driver Hans Visser's time
places him in #1 position,

with two cars left to qualify.

MAN:
Okay, come on.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Hey lad, would you get me a
ratchet with a half-inch on it?

You got it.

- There you go.
- Oh, thanks, lad.

ANNOUNCER:
Next for qualifying is car #17.

Driver, Jeff Stone,
please proceed to the pre-grid area.

STONE: Let's get
this baby on the road.

O'MALLEY:
Now, remember...

give her half a lap
to warm up the tires.

Okay, O'Malley.

Dad?

- Don't forget this.
- [CHUCKLES]

A lucky charm?

My daughter, the patron saint
of speed demons.

Well, at a 160 miles an hour,
you need all the help you can get.

What is it?

Used to be a penny.

I found it squished
on a railway track.

But it helped make Dad
the point leader this season.

So that's your secret, huh?

[ENGINE STARTS]

ANNOUNCER: #17 is on the track
in the Phoenix entry.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Stone is really pushing the
Phoenix entry to the limit

as he brings it
out of turn three.

Here he comes sideways almost!

He is fighting for control here.

You know, this wet track
is proving hazardous,

but it does not seem to be dampening
Jeff Stone's determination.

CHARLIE:
Yeah, go, Dad!

How's his time, O'Malley?

120. He's slow.

Don't worry about it.
Dad's just warming up.

...right to the edge
when it comes to winning

this much-coveted pole position.

He is fighting for it,
really burning up the track!

He brings #17 down
the back straightaway.

Look at that rooster tail!

You know, that
fuel-efficient plastic engine

seems to be doing the trick here.

Oh, he's got a lot of catching
up to do, though,

if he hopes to beat
that near-record qualifying time

set by the Strickland entry.

In through corner four --
look at this --

he's gonna give it everything he's got
to challenge Hans Visser here.

Oh, no, look, now, wait a minute.

Oh, now #17 is smoking here
in turn four.

Looks like bad news
for the Phoenix team.

Could be that plastic engine
is giving Stone a problem.

And that spells trouble
for the Phoenix Foundation.

Let's go!

[ALL YELLING]

Brakes are soft!

Phoenix #17,
you have five minutes

remaining in qualifying.

Gasket busted on
the master cylinder reservoir.

Let's get a spare.

- We don't have one.
- What?!

[ENGINE REVVING]

Replace the brake fluid.

- But what's the point...
- Just hurry!

You heard the man.

What are you doing?

Gonna make a new gasket.

All right.

MAN: All right,
come on, you guys.

Let's go.
Go on back out.

It's okay, right?

MacGYVER:
Yeah, it's fine.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Phoenix #17, you now have
four minutes left to qualify.

[ENGINE STARTS]

That should hold you long enough
to get some hot laps,

get your time down! Go!

Oh, no.

And Jeff Stone
is back on the track.

Well, with the clock ticking

and only four minutes left
for qualifying,

it's gonna be an uphill battle

for the Phoenix team
to improve their time.

What Stone may have lost in the pit,
he's making up for with speed.

Look at him go out there!

I'll tell you, if not for the
technical difficulties at the outset,

I am certain we'd be looking
at a new track record here.

It's hard to say at this stage
if it's that new Phoenix engine,

or Jeff Stone's years of experience
on the professional circuit,

but, whatever it is,

I'll tell you, it's adding up to
a very impressive showing...

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Oh, we're watching him
wobble a little bit... Wait a minute!

No, wait, he's in trouble!

He's swerving!
He's out of control!

Heading for the tire wall...

He hits it! He's over!
Jeff Stone is over the wall!

Now a fire under the hood!

- No, Dad!
- Dear God.

Emergency crews are now dashing
over; they hurry to the scene!

- [SIREN BLARING]
- [CHARLIE SOBBING]

Oh, this is a terrible
tragedy for Jeff Stone

and the entire
Phoenix racing team.

Emergency crews on the way.
All vehicles clear...

What a shame.

[CHUCKLES]

Cars lose their brakes
on the hairpin all the time.

Jeff should have been okay!

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Dr. Braden, 2421.

Dr. Braden,

2421.

Doctor? How is he?

The only thing broken
is his leg.

But there is a
problem with his eyes.

His eyes?

He suffered severe flash burn.

What are you saying?
He's gonna be blind?

DR. PAGE: We won't
know for a day or two.

- No!
- Charlie...

This is all your fault!

You said you fixed the brakes,
and Dad believed you,

and now he's...
he's gonna...

I hate you, MacGyver!

Charlie, wait!

I'll go after her.

MacGyver, I...

Never mind.

MacGyver, I know
what you're thinking.

You can't blame yourself.

I fixed the brakes, Pete.

Good ol' clever MacGyver
can fix anything, right?

Look, Jeff is a driver,
a professional.

He knew the risks.

So did I.

CHARLIE:
This is all your fault!

You said you fixed the brakes,
and Dad believed you,

and now he's...
he's gonna...

I hate you, MacGyver.
I hate you!

THORNTON: Look, Jeff
is a driver, a professional.

He knew the risks.

[ECHOING]
He knew the risks...

[SOMBERLY]
So did I.

You can't cut me off.

Got too much riding on this.

Yeah, we do.

But you're gonna win
this race, remember?

Then you're rich,

my people are rich,
and everybody's happy.

And that's good.

But if you don't win...

I don't like being threatened.

I'm glad
we understand each other.

Charlie?

[SIGHS]
MacGyver.

Thought I'd bring
some stuff to my dad.

You know... cheer him up.

Listen, Charlie...

what you said at the hospital...

No. No, look, I was just mad.

I know it wasn't your fault.

I wish I could be so sure.

You know, I...

I keep thinking about
when my mom left.

She and Dad had this humongous
fight about his racing, and...

when it was over,
he came into my room.

I guess he knew I could
hear them through the wall.

And he told me that what he did
for a living was dangerous,

but if you let yourself
be afraid of dying,

you're just gonna end up
being afraid of living.

Your dad's a pretty smart man.

I love him so much.

I'm afraid.

[SOBBING]

I'll see you
at the hospital tomorrow.

Okay. Good night, MacGyver.

[SIGHS]

Hey, Pete, how's it going?

I just read the accident report.

There wasa brake fluid leak,

but the seal that you
made was still intact.

What?

The right rear
brake line was cut.

Cut? That's impossible.

No, we triple-checked.

I even had the lab
do a microscopic on it.

It was definitely sabotage,
no question.

But who on earth...

It could have been
anyone in the pit.

And it's gonna be almost
impossible to find out who.

Maybe not.

[HUMMING ALONG
TO CARIBBEAN MUSIC]

Hey. this ain't
an open house, you know.

We, uh, need some help.

Join the club, man.

Those dudes in New York City don't
get this footage by breakfast time,

they're gonna have me for lunch.

We just need to know
if your cameras got any shots

of Jeff Stone's pit
before the accident.

You mean
when he came in smoking?

Yeah, we got shots.

You'll see it on the news
tomorrow. Goodbye.

Now, wait a minute.
This is very important to us.

Hey, are you guys cops or what?

We're with the Phoenix team.

Our driver was
almost killed today,

and we have reason to believe
it was not an accident.

Would you please
show us the footage?

[SIGHING]
All right, all right, all right.

If it'll get you guys
off my case...

[STOPS MUSIC]

MacGYVER: All right, go
ahead and run through this.

More.

There, freeze that.

Can you clear that up any?

That's as good as it gets.

Got an image enhancer
that can bitmap?

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

"Bitmap"? What's that?

Could do it.

Bit-map. Bitmap.

Do you mean an enlargement?

Now, vector in on that guy
by the back wheel.

Okay, boss.

All right, lock on,

and enlarge the "Z" axis.

And enhance the "X" and "Y".

Now we're cooking, all right.

Boogie.

Is that who I think it is?

Gotcha.

Enlarge that again, would you?

[BLOWS AIR]
Magic fingers, do your stuff.

THORNTON:
It is!

O'Malley.

Better call the police.

Uh, can I use this phone?

Yeah, man, go right ahead.

Can you make a copy
of this for us?

You got it, bro.

The Devil and his minion.

[CHUCKLES]

A toast to the unholy trinity.

STRICKLAND:
You're drunk.

That I am, sir.

Just enough to kill the pain.

But not the guilt.

I didn't call you in here to listen
to whiskey-soaked morality.

I've got another job for you.

And what might that be?

The design specs
for Stone's new plastic engine:

I want them.

Do you, now?

Just one telephone call
to Interpol

could make your life
very difficult.

Difficult?

My friend's lying
blind in the hospital!

Why?

Because I convinced myself
that only the car would be hurt.

Because I let you use me

on account of one mistake
I made 20 years ago.

But that's all over now.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going to confession, lad.

But not to church.

To the racing commission.

Like hell you will!

Get your stinking hands off me!

The idiot will drown.

Drowned men can't talk.

THORNTON:
Right there.

We've concluded that that's
when he cut the right rear brake line.

As you can see, gentlemen, it
does appear from the picture,

that Jake O'Malley
sabotaged Jeff Stone's car.

I don't get it.
Why would O'Malley do that?

Well, we'll know more as soon as the
police have a chance to question him.

And they have a warrant
out right now.

All we're asking
is that you delay the race

long enough for us to get
a new car and driver together.

What about the rest of us?

We all have a lot
riding on this.

I say we race.

Sorry, a delay is
out of the question.

The networks are
airing the race live.

However, since Jeff Stone
qualified tenth,

and given the unusual
circumstances,

if you can have a car and driver
ready by race time,

I'll agree to enter you at
the back of the starting grid.

Well, that means we
only have 24 hours.

It's the best I can do.
I'm sorry.

Thank you for your time,
gentlemen.

[MEN GRUMBLING]

Well...

looks like your friend Visser
is gonna win this thing after all.

And Strickland stays
on top of the series.

It sure seems like they've
got the most to gain from this.

Are you suggesting
a motive here?

All I'm saying is, they've
got an awful lot to gain.

Yeah, they sure do, don't they?

Think I'm gonna
make a few calls.

So what if we're
in the back of the grid?

We're back in the race!

Not so fast, Jeff.

We still don't have a car
or a driver.

Well, what about Wes Granville?

He could drive.

He could fly in
from Cleveland in a few hours.

I've got a better idea.
How about you, MacGyver?

What?

No way.

Why not? You're as good
as Granville -- better.

No! Just forget it.

[SIGHS]

Okay, Charlie, call Wes.

You can use the display
model for the engine.

We still don't have a car.

Oh, yes, we do.

It's one of Dad's
old development cars.

We've been scrounging
parts off it all season.

Needs work.

Engine...

fresh rubber, new brakes,
drive train. It needs everything.

Well...

actually, I've seen
you do a lot more...

with a lot less.

Oh, come on, MacGyver.
We can do it.

Can't we?

Can't we?

ANNOUNCER: The Manufacturer's
GT Cup Race will begin at 2:00 p.m.

Track officials, please report
for a pre-race meeting.

Well, how's it coming?

We're still behind,
but Granville's on his way.

Any news on O'Malley?

You mean McDowell.

Who?

Sean Douglas McDowell.

We ran a photo and prints
through Interpol.

It seems he delivered a package

for the Irish Republican Army
20 years ago.

It turned out to be a bomb.

And a security guard was killed.

20 years on the run, huh?

Uh, something else of interest.

I did do a little
checking on Strickland.

He's borrowed heavily
from his Japanese investors.

If he loses tomorrow,
he's gonna be wiped out.

Well, that's a desperate
combination.

Sounds like Strickland
blackmailed O'Malley

into sabotaging our car.

Sure would be nice if the police
could find O'Malley, wouldn't it?

Anybody here order
some new brake calipers?

Where'd you get
new brake calipers?

I swapped them for the extra
impact gun we had in the pit.

When did we get
an extra impact gun?

When I swapped it for
the posi-unit off the wreck.

You know, if you ever give up
wanting to be a driver,

you've got a huge future
in commodities.

And that was the last time
you saw O'Malley?

Yeah. He came in
when I was closing.

Slipped me a 20
to give him a bottle.

Do you have any idea
where he went?

No, he was still here
when I left.

Okay. Thank you.

ANNOUNCER: One hour
and 45 minutes to race time.

All drivers are reminded
that not only...

Granville should have
been here an hour ago.

Charlie, why don't you
run down to registration

and see if he's checked in yet.

Okay.

[PHONE RINGS]

Maybe that's him.

Phoenix tent.

Yes.

You're talking to him.

What?

Are you sure?

It's Gordon Simms,
the medical examiner.

What's he want?

They just found O'Malley.

Looks like he missed the curve
and went straight in the water.

Appears he drowned.

You don't sound too sure.

Except for a bruise on the jaw,
there are no impact marks.

Hold on a minute, Pete.

Corpses don't bruise.

Well, if he was dead
before he hit the lake,

then where did he drown?

The fountain!

What?

The fountain.

The one in the hospitality tent.

Here. Look.

Okay, I'm back, Pete.

Ask him to draw a sample of
water from O'Malley's lungs.

Simms, did you get that
about the water?

Good.

How long will it
take you to get here?

Right.

This ought to do it.

Antiseptic?

Silver nitrate.

It'll detect chlorine.

The water in the fountain.

We've got a problem.

Wes Granville's plane
was grounded in Chicago.

What?

No. I won't drive.

MacGyver...
if it's the only way...

Pete, I said forget it.

MacGyver!

MacGyver, what's eating you?

I've never seen you like this.

I can't race again, Pete.

I just can't.

You've never talked
about it before.

How about now?

Eight years ago... in Europe,
I was leading a race...

A car clipped me from behind.

I spun into another car.

The driver was killed.

It wasn't your fault.

Pete...

the car that clipped me...

the driver was Hans Visser.

Okay.

So, now you know what to expect.
You'll be ready for him.

I can't do it.

I can't take the chance.

You know, Jeff and Charlie
are putting a lot of faith in you.

So am I.

Well, it's like you said.

Good old clever MacGyver --
he can fix anything.

Maybe it's time
he fixed himself.

Got a surprise for you.

A little added insurance.

ANNOUNCER: Attention: There
is a last-minute change in the grid.

Replacing car #17 is
Phoenix car #99.

Phoenix?
Who's going to drive it?

MacGyver.

No problem.

Yeah, well just in case...

your fire extinguisher
is loaded with nitrous...

attached to your fuel line.

Pull back and you'll
take off like a rocket.

But that's illegal.

So is murder.

ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and gentlemen,

the race for the
Manufacturer's GT Cup

is about to begin.

CHARLIE:
MacGyver!

MacGyver!

I called the hospital.

Dad says good luck.

Me, too.

Listen, all you got to do

is beat Visser, and Dad
wins the championship, okay?

Listen, I'm gonna need
a good crew chief.

Think you can handle it?

You just watch me.

[ENGINE REVVING]

MAN:
15 seconds to air, Jim.

Counting down to you from three.

Al, set up for the start.
Get me a shot of the green flag.

Lock it down.

Ready to rock.

Okay, Jim, coming to you
in three, two, one.

I'm Jim Paulson for
the Satellite Sports Network.

We're simulcast
on radio and television

and coming to you live
from Westwood Springs Raceway

for the GT Cup
Championship Race.

As the drivers follow
the pace car,

we have a light drizzle,

making the track
more treacherous than usual,

so, you can bet this will be
a factor in today's race.

The drivers, now coming through
turn one behind the pace car.

Here's how the grid stacks up.

On the pole,
we have Hans Visser,

driving the black
Strickland car, #8.

Next to him, on the front row,
one Ron Bellows in car 57.

Row two, we've got car 19
with Terry Betts at the wheel,

and Laurie Craig driving car #2.

In row three, we have car #28,
driven today by Brett Goodman,

and Carl Harr in car #77.

Row four, no stranger to the
track here at Westwood Springs,

Rick Payne,

and, of course, uh,
Rick is in car #15,

and newcomer Todd Nichol in #20.

In row five, we have David Boyle
in car #34,

and at the back door, #99,

the last-minute Phoenix entry,
with MacGyver behind the wheel.

Now, will they get a start?

The field appears
to be in nice formation.

Okay, the pace car is off.

There's the green flag.
They're off!

Hans Visser, the European
Formula One champion,

grabs an early lead
right off that green flag.

[ENGINES RACING]

...Rest of our field come
through safely.

A nice start today.

I would have thought the
drivers would be a little cautious,

but I'll tell you, hell, look
at this move by MacGyver.

Scoots by David Boyle
and Todd Nicol.

Now, MacGyver running
eighth overall,

will try to reel in Rick Payne.

He's right up on his bumper,
bobs to the inside, and pulls

it off as they get
into the back straight.

Visser, though,
still dominating out front.

Beautiful fight for second overall here
between Ron Bellows in car 57.

Laurie Craig, car #2,
right up on his bumper,

as they come back
to the hairpin.

Visser, not bobbling at all,

totally in control
at this stage of the race.

Now, look at MacGyver.

Already up at the seventh
as he works on Carl Harr,

and just behind that action,
Payne, almost put...

MacGyver?
Hey, I know that dude!

[LAUGHS]
Right.

Ready four. Take four.

PAULSON: MacGyver, though,
has now moved into sixth overall.

Challenging the rest
of this pack,

this Phoenix has truly risen
from the ashes,

dives to the inside.

He'll have a go
at car #28, Brett Goodman.

Goodman hydroplanes,
loses traction. MacGyver's...

We're like this, man.

Oh, your friend's gonna need
some help today.

That plastic engine of his isn't
gonna last nine laps, let alone 20.

I got 20 says you're wrong.

You got a bet.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

PAULSON:
Visser still dominating.

He doesn't worry
about spray out front.

Ronny Bellows needing some
of that in second place.

The real war now,
third overall, the fight between

Betts and Craig,
and you know what?

Very shortly, MacGyver will have
to deal with that.

Can he get by?

Bingo.

There's chlorine in the water.

Give me the sample
from O'Malley's lungs.

Same reaction.

Same water.

Looks like you've got a homicide
on your hands, Simms.

PAULSON:
Well, MacGyver's sits fifth now...

MacGyver!

PAULSON: ...still a rather
commanding lead, but I tell you,

now MacGyver looking determined
to get a shot at the fourth place...

Yeah. Get him, MacGyver!

PAULSON: Terry is not
gonna let him by easily.

Here's MacGyver trying
to make his move on the outside.

No, Betts shuts him off!

No way! Both cars
are jockeying here.

MacGyver will try
to pick up on a draft.

Uh, can he take Betts?

Maybe on a straightaway.

He does, he goes to the inside.

He's got him!

He's got him on the inside.

Fantastic! MacGyver.

No, he's not letting up at all.

How about that?!

PAULSON: I'll tell you,
MacGyver and his Phoenix entry

will now challenge Laurie Craig
in car two for third place,

and look at this...!

Yeah, go on, MacGyver!
Get him!

Go for it!

PAULSON: ...And Laurie Craig
now has to be satisfied with fourth.

Well, MacGyver's sitting
in third. It's amazing!

Amazing, from dead last,

MacGyver, now running third,

showing no sign
of letting up here.

Visser still with a commanding lead,
coming to the hairpin.

Oh, I don't know.

It's gonna be a real fight now
for second overall.

What's gonna happen by the time
we get to the checkered flag?

Now, MacGyver makes a move
in the first straight.

Will he get by Ronny Bellows?

Ron's not an easy man to...

What did I tell you, man?

It's not over yet, Moe.

PAULSON:
MacGyver is now running second.

I would swear his times are
getting faster with each lap.

Just amazing what they are doing
here at Westwood today.

Now, MacGyver will have a shot
at the race leader.

It is unbelievable
as the white flag comes out.

They're into the last lap.

It'll be a battle royal now
between Visser

and MacGyver for the win
of this GT Cup today.

Hard to believe
that Visser would give it away

in this last lap.

MacGyver, though,
is really going for it,

a most determined young man.

He has come side by side
with our race leader.

The man who has dominated
this entire event today

may be about to give it away!

That is truly hard to believe.

Side by side running
about 150, 60 miles an hour...

[ENGINES RACING]

PAULSON:
...most important for both teams.

They have got
to have this victory.

Now, for the first time
in this event,

it looks like
we'll have a new race leader.

MacGyver has got it!

Visser drops back
into second place.

He tries to pick up on a draft.

Hold it now.
This could be to his advantage.

Let's see what happens here.

He'll try to get up beside
MacGyver one more time.

Beside him.
He literally screamed by him!

An amazing discovery
of horsepower here.

In fact, as they come back
to the hairpin,

it looks like
Visser has overdone it.

He does. He's off the course,
he's into the marble, and

MacGyver holds onto the track.

Now, he's got to fight his
way back out of the mud.

He does.

Visser, determined now,
to at least end up second.

A gain? No, he wants the win.
He wants the win.

He's after MacGyver.
They fight their way through the S's

neck and neck,
and they are fighting it out

at 150 miles an hour!

This race can go either way!

Wait. Now, MacGyver leading by
about a third of a car length.

Visser now makes a move.
He's closing in here.

Oh, this is going
to be Visser, MacGyver.

MacGyver, Visser.

Who's gonna grab it
at the finish line?

The checkered flag waves.
It's MacGyver!

[SCREAMING]

Yahoo!

Ha, ha! MacGyver!

Yeah. Right.

Yay!

PAULSON: An amazing moment
of elation for our race winner today.

What an amazing comeback.

From dead last to the winner's circle!
What a race!

The Phoenix win, clinching
the GT Cup Championship

for Jeff Stone, who's still
in the hospital recovering...

Whoo-wee!

Like taking candy from a baby.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Not enjoying the race,
Mr. Strickland?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I think this belongs to you.

Doesn't it?

Get him out of here.

[SIGHS]

Camera four, can you give me a
tighter shot of the Phoenix pit there?

What? Well, can't
you get any closer?

- We're losing the shot.
- No problem.

I'll bitmap it.

Bitmap?

It's a little trick
I learned from a friend.

- [LAUGHS]
- Here.

- Next time you drive, okay?
- Deal.

[GIGGLES]
Deal!

How do you feel?

[SIGHS]
Nervous.

Remember,
it'll take a few moments

for your eyes to adjust.

Now, Jeff, open your eyes.

[SIGHS]

Nothing.

Wait a minute.

I can see.

[VOICE BREAKING]
I love you, Dad.

[LAUGHS]

Well...

am I missing a celebration here?

It just started.

THORNTON:
Well, congratulations.

And, uh, I have a couple
of other things to cheer about.

Visser rolled over
on Strickland,

so they're both being arraigned on
murder charges tomorrow morning.

Well, that should keep them both
out of circulation for a while.

Yeah, and off the racing circuit
for good.

And, uh, one other thing.

The phones
at the Phoenix Foundation

are ringing off the hooks,

with manufacturers bidding
on the Phoenix engine!

All right!

You did it, MacGyver.

No.

We did it.

Congratulations, partner.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
For the past two months,

I'd been taking groups of
Phoenix Foundation field operatives

into the wilderness,

pitting them against nature
and themselves.

If they made it through the three
grueling days of survival testing,

they were recertified
for field duty,

and life went on pretty much
the same as always.

If they didn't make it,
like Bill Foy,

they were reassigned
to other duties.

I was tired.

I smelled like a monkey cage,
and I felt like a prize fink.

Who was I to judge my peers?

Rough day at the office?

Pete.

Just the man I wanted to see.

You've got to get me off
this assignment.

I just washed out Bill Foy.

Bill Foy?

Yeah, and I don't feel too good
about it, either.

Well, you do realize he's
ten years younger than I am.

Well, I guess he just spent
too many years behind a desk.

He was out of it by the end
of the first day.

And... he broke his leg.

Well, that's what
I'm here to tell you.

You've got, uh,
one more party of one

and then you get your rotation
off the assignment.

One. Must be
somebody pretty important.

- Yeah, it is.
- Yeah? Who?

Me.

You want some stew?

I made it myself.

Well, out of a can.

It's hot.

Yeah, word came down
about a week ago.

No exemptions from
recertification.

I put it off as long as I could.

I didn't think anybody as high up
as you had to go through this.

Listen, I set this
program up myself.

Years ago.

Because I believed
that field operatives

had to be ready for anything.

Otherwise they
couldn't be trusted.

And, uh... now here I am,

and, uh... [CHUCKLES]

I let myself get just a...
little bit out of shape.

You're not worried
about this, are you?

Worried?

Listen, what's to worry?

I've just got to face it.
Either I make it, or I don't.

You're worried.

Yeah.

Look, Pete, I'd be lying to you
if I said this course was easy.

But it's nothing you haven't
been through before.

Yeah. I aced it once.

Last time, I even enjoyed it.

Of course that was...

a hundred years
and 30 pounds ago.

Well, it... isn't anything
I haven't done before.

Right?

Follow me.

Closely.

[GRUNTS]

- Pete, you okay?
- Yeah.

That's kind of a tough landing.

Oh... lucky I've got the
padding for that, eh?

So, what's next on
the list of tortures?

Well, I call it
an obstacle course.

Some of the others call it
MacGyverland.

MacGyverland?

Okay, I've done that.

Now what?

All right.

Ready for this?

The first move is up the ladder.

Then you're out to the rope...

crawl across here...

ease yourself down the rope.

Hang onto the rope for this.

Keep your feet together.

A little flourish at the end...

See, it's not so bad.

MacGyverland, huh?

How did Bill Foy do here?

Well, actually, this is
where he broke his leg.

Oh.

[GRUNTING AND GASPING]

Take it easy now.

Oh!

[GROANS]

Come on Pete,
let me give you a hand.

I think I could use
a whole body.

Here...

Ow!

Thanks.

So, uh...

level with me, MacGyver.
How am I doing so far?

Better than Bill Foy.

Next stage is over here.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Oh, that workout this
afternoon wasn't bad enough.

Now we've got to put up
with lousy weather.

Oh... oh...

I'm going to sleep right here.

On my pack.

[GROANS]

And if I need anything more
to eat than this orange,

I'll eat my shoe.

If I can get it off.

Oh. Has it really come to this?

Oh... middle age,
fallen arches...

blisters.

And now acute humiliation.

Well, there's no reason
to be humiliated.

This is a tough course.

Yeah. And I'm washing out on it.

I saw you writing
in that notebook.

Don't you think the first day
is a little early

to be judging
something like this?

That's just the point.

It is only the first day.

Look Pete, the only thing you
should be concerned with right now

is finding some food
and bedding down.

Don't patronize me, MacGyver.

I don't think I can stand that.

You think that's what I'm doing?

No. I think that's what
you're trying not to do.

You know I asked for this
recertification...

before you got rotated
off the assignment.

Why?

Because if I am
going to wash out...

I want to do it in front
of a real friend.

Pete, if the absolute
worst happened,

and they reclassified you
out of field operations,

where would you transfer?

I wouldn't.

I'd retire.

Yeah. You tried that once
before, remember?

It took you two days and you
were climbing the walls.

You might as well just admit it,

you were not meant
to be inactive.

Hmm...

Besides, you're too valuable
to the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, that's just it, see?

Because I still feel valuable.

I know I'm valuable.

I mean, if I can't go out
into the field, and actually

do some real good...

what does it all add up to?

Besides, what would you do
without me?

To bail you out of all the trouble
you're so good at getting into.

[CHUCKLES]

That's a good question.

Yeah.

And in keeping
with that sentiment...

what do you say we go gather
some nuts and berries?

And some more wood.

Attaboy, never say die!

You betcha!
Full speed ahead.

Blisters and all.

Oh!

What is it?

Not good.

From the condition
of the bodies,

they couldn't have crashed
more than ten or 12 hours ago.

THORNTON: Look at that.
Camera mountings.

"Breck Taylor.

Drug Enforcement
Administration..."

Air surveillance.
Gotta be.

Oh... what a waste.

Hey, Pete, take
a look at this engine.

Or what's left of it.

Well, the whole exhaust
system has been blown away.

That's the hottest part
of the plane.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Heat-seeking missile?

Yeah, I'd be willing to bet these
guys were shot out of the sky.

Well, you know they're
gonna send out search planes.

I mean, if whoever
did this is still out there,

it could happen again.

Yeah, well,
we can forget that radio.

The crash pretty much fried it.

There wouldn't be enough juice
in that battery

to transmit very far anyway.

Listen, we've got to notify
somebody, somehow.

I know, Pete.

The problem is, it's
a three-day trek out of here.

[SIGHS]

Well, if they were
photographing when they crashed,

this camera ought to let us know
what they were looking at.

Yeah... if we had some
way to develop the film.

Do we?

Well I'll need
some battery acid,

which I can get
from the plane...

potassium bromide, bicarb...

Well, we can get those
from the first aid kit.

Ammonia capsules.
They'll be in the kit, too.

And I can use the juice
from one of your oranges.

Orange juice?

[LAUGHS]

MacGyver, come on, that...
that's amazing.

- Are you sure that's gonna work?
- Nope.

I covered the bodies
the best I could.

Wish I could have done more.

How's it going?

Well, it's been long enough.

Let's try it.

Now it's gonna go dark in
a few seconds, so look fast.

That's a lake, and a seaplane...

THORNTON:
Two men, running.

Look, one of them's
holding something.

Maybe the missile launcher.

MacGYVER:
Right there.

That's where they fired
the missile.

The rest of them are blank.

We're looking
at high-tech munitions,

cold-blooded murder,
and a DEA plane.

It smells like
a heavy drug operation to me.

Yeah, well, this is the
right area for it. It's perfect.

The only lake around here
that's big enough to support

a seaplane is Crystal Lake.

Well, how far is it?

About six hours,
over rough terrain.

[SIGHS]

You up to it?

Well, I have to be.

Have you got a plan?

I think we should try to get to
their plane and radio for help.

Oh, that's simple enough.

Tough part's getting there.

I'm not gonna slow you down.

Okay.

[PANTING]

[AIRPLANE APPROACHING]

THORNTON: Looks
like the one in the picture.

MacGYVER: That's definitely
headed towards Crystal Lake.

From the direction, I'd say it
was coming from the open sea.

Mother ship operation?

Yeah, they're getting
very popular on the west coast.

Someone's gonna come looking
for that plane we shot down.

It's been almost 24 hours now.

I say you call in
your distributor

and we get this thing
over with now.

We have two more runs
to make to the ship.

My people are expecting
1,800 kilos in that cave.

If their customers get a
partial delivery, they'll kill us.

Is that simple enough for you?

This operation was supposed
to be undetectable!

The very best.

You know, I'm gonna tell you,
Crandall.

I don't like how this is going.

I hired you to fly,
and that's what you'll do.

Now let's get it done.

[PANTING]

MacGyver!

I know I said I wouldn't
hold you up, but I got to stop.

Just for a minute.

MacGYVER:
Well, we got 'em.

There's a seaplane
on the south shore.

Looks like they're
getting ready to leave.

THORNTON:
So what do we do?

They could be
making another run.

I say we check out their camp.

We could be there in a...
quick, two-hour hike.

You know, I would think,
out of respect for an older man,

and your superior,

you would have the common
decency to be a little bit winded.

Let's pack 'em a little higher
this time

and get it over with.

Yeah, I'll go for that.

[PANTING]

Looks like the plane
was moored here.

Well, there's no campfire,

ashes, anything.

I say we look for a stash.

Now I like that, Pete.

You're thinking like a smuggler.

Well, the brain
is the last thing to go.

Yeah, what's the first?

Uh, can't remember.

[PANTING]

All right.

We'll radio on the way back.

Have the next load on the launch
by the time we land.

[ENGINE STARTING]

Hey, Pete...

It's a generator.

Here... take my flashlight.

Here, let me get your light.

No one home, huh?

Well, let's take a look.

Well... look what they've
got behind door number three.

Talk about a stash.

There's got to be more
than a ton here.

Yeah, I'd be willing to bet
somebody's coming back.

Whoa!

That's coke.

Must be $50 million worth here.

Take one of these along
for evidence?

Yeah. Good idea.

[APPROACHING AIRPLANE]

- Do you hear that?
- What?

Listen.

[ENGINE LOUDER]

Let's get out of here.

Pete... wait a minute.

They've still got to unload.

Let's hide down in there.

When they're both in the storage area,
let's make a move to the plane.

All right.

Right there.

Turn off your light!

[GENERATOR WHIRRING]

Crandall!

Someone's been here!

You hear me?
Get in here!

Pete!

Suck it up.

Suck it up!

I am.

[DEEP INHALE]

Wilcox! Over here.

Let's go, Pete!

- There's two guys.
- Could be D.E.A.

Whoever it is,
they're not getting away.

Stay here and cover 'em.

Looks like this is
as far as it goes.

Get ready to run.

Get down, Pete!

Pete?

Yeah...

- Pete.
- Yeah.

You okay?

Oh... ow! Ow.

I'll live.

I'll hurt, but I'll live.

Sealed tight.

MacGyver, we would need wings
to get up to that hole.

Maybe not.

I think I can work a route.

There's still a chance
we can stop 'em,

if we get out of here together.

Are you suggesting
that I climb that?

One step at a time, Pete.

Let me have your hammer.

You and your heavy artillery.

You know you're lucky

you didn't bring the whole
mountain down on us.

Quit your whining.
Let's just get it done.

Grappling hook, right?

Right.

I was afraid of that.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Good job.

Oh, thanks.

Told you I could do it.

All right, Pete.

I want you to wait until I get
over there till you start out.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, one more thing, Pete.

Yeah?

Don't look down.

Okay.

All right, Pete, nice and easy.

That's it...

[GRUNTING]

Take it slow...

[SIGHS]

Come on, fatso, you can do it.

You said you could do it,
now do it!

What's that?

Nothing, I'm all right.

Come on, a little more.

Come on.

You've got it.

Attaboy!

See?

That wasn't so bad, was it?

No. It was fine.

One more pitch from that ledge
and we're out of here.

Great.

So uh, when do your customers
pick up the stuff?

Early in the morning.

By then we should be
sitting in my office.

When they find the coke

they radio us and uh,
we collect our piece.

This next part might be
a little tricky.

You mean uh, compared to the day
at the beach we've had so far?

Yeah.

Piece of cake.

All right, Pete, it's your turn.

It's kind of a rough go.

Give it a shot.
You got to do it.

Yeah, sure.

Give it a shot.

[GASPING]

[BRANCHES CRACKING]

- [BRANCHES CRACKING]
- Oh!

Hang in there, Pete.

Oh.

[BOTH GASPING]

Thanks.

I did it!

Yeah, you did.

[CHUCKLES]

All right, give me your hand.

[CLINK]

Did you hear something?

No...

[CLINK]

Take a look.

See you up top.

Yeah.

Okay, you ready, Pete?

Yeah.

[CRACKLING]

Hold it! I hear company.

Catch!

What?

Oh!

[COCKING GUN]

CRANDALL:
You see anything?

WILCOX:
Nothing.

Well, then get down here.
Let's go.

Yeah, yeah.

[WHISPERING]
Pete.

[WHISPERING]
Yeah?

[WHISPERING]
Pete?

What?!

- [WHISPERING] You okay?
- Yeah.

But I missed the rope.

What? Where is it?

It's 30 feet down.

Oh, man.

Can you reach me?

[GRUNTING]

No.

It's too far.

You're gonna have to climb.

[GROANS]

[PANTING]

All right.

Here I come.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

That's right.
Come on.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

There's a foothold
right by your right foot.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Where are they?

So we're finally back
to your simple plan, eh?

Yeah, I think I know
how to do it, too.

[CHUCKLES]
How did I know that?

We got to get them both away
from the plane at the same time.

I'll make my way down to the lake,
get their attention,

then head in that direction.
I'll try not to lose them.

And while you take them
for a stroll,

I'll make the call
on the plane radio.

Yeah. Once you do that,
get out of there.

- I'll meet you back here.
- Right.

Now give me your coat.

My coat?

MacGyver, it...

Never mind.
I don't want to know.

Give me a hand.

[TWIG SNAPPING]

- Hey, look.
- What?

There he is!
Get him!

There!

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

Phoenix Outpost. Come in.

Phoenix, come in please.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:
This is Phoenix Base. Go ahead.

Phoenix.
Listen carefully.

This is Peter Thornton.
Crystal Lake, south shore.

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

- Aw...
- What?

One of them's still back there.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[GUNSHOT]

[GROANS]

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

[SIGHS]

Your friend's not here.

I shot him.

He wasn't, uh,
built for heroics.

You know, you've caused me
an awful lot of trouble.

Well, we tried.

[YELLING]

Pete!

[PANTING]

Does this count towards
my recertification,

or do I have to go back
to MacGyverland?

You just saved
the teacher's life.

Of course you passed.

[CHUCKLING]

[INDISTINCT
RADIO TRANSMISSION]

WOMAN:
DEA is really high on you two.

The rumor is, they're thinking
of giving you medals.

Medals?

I had my heart set on a chocolate
shake and a cheeseburger.

Well, I'm glad to see you
still have your sense of humor.

[CHUCKLES] Since the rest
of me is lost forever, you mean?

[LAUGHS]

We'll get you out of here
in the chopper

as soon as it's gassed up.

Anything I can do for
you in the meantime?

Could you arrange to have
me put to sleep?

Oh, come on, Pete,
it's not that bad.

Nah.

I'll live.

I owe you big.

If it wasn't for you,

I wouldn't still be
a certified field agent.

That's important to me.

Well, just consider it a down
payment on an old debt of mine.

What debt?

All the years
I've looked up to you.

Yeah?

You never told me that.

Huh... Hey.

You know, I lost
six pounds out there.

I may start dating again.

Oh, nurse.

[CHUCKLING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]:
Six King 14 to surveillance units.

Possible suspect vehicle
approaching.

Red convertible, late model,

California plates.

Looks like a customer.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]: Six King 14,
we have a female Caucasian,

blonde, early 20s,
approaching the rock house.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]: Looks like
Beverly Hills material to me.

Knows where to shop.

She's making the buy.

The buy?

Uh, it's cop talk.

So captain, when are
we gonna make the bust?

When Murphy says.

- THORNTON: Murphy?
- The head narc.

Yeah, I know.

The one who hates
our modern technology.

Well, let's put it this way.

Murphy was happy with the tank.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]:
Six King 14 to surveillance units.

Suspect has made the buy
and is leaving the area.

Six Adam 12,
pick 'em off north of Gramercy.

We're moving in.

MAN TWO:
12, Roger.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]: Okay,
captain, let's have MacGyver

and his Phoenix fixer
front and center.

See ya.

He's coming, and listen,

just give the new technology
a fair shot.

It's all yours, MacGyver.

[PANTING]
All set.

Go.

This is the police!

We have probable cause to
believe that narcotics are being sold.

Open the door!

Three down, one to go.
Come on, come on!

- Nothing. It's dead.
- Shoot. Now what?

- Muscle.
- I got that.

[METAL CREAKING]

WOMAN:
Come on. Get it done.

Get it done!

[GRUNTING]

WOMAN: All right, I've got one
going for the john.

- Grab him!
- I'm trying!

He's gonna flush the dope!

[GRUNTING, WOOD BREAKING]

I got 12 kids, Mister.
I'm going home tonight.

What about you?

- [PANTING] You all right?
- I'm fine.

WOMAN: Open up! Come on.
Open this door, or I bust it.

Open up, now!

Or I'll blow my way in!

[GRUNTS, TOILET FLUSHING]

Hold it!

Get off of me.

Turn around,
and assume the position.

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS]

[SUSPECT PANTING]

It's too late.

MAN [SLIGHT ECHOING]:
Not to worry.

Somebody give me a hand here.

What?

MAN:
Give me a hand.

- [GRUNTS]
- Move the toilet.

[PORCELAIN CLATTERING]

[LAUGHS]

Murphy had it covered.

[WOOD CREAKING]

I'll say.

Eh.

Perfect casting, too.

Where's Murphy?

MAN: Cooper, behind you!
Suspect going for the kitchen!

[TINNY CLATTERING]

Hold it!

[SOFT GROAN]

WOMAN:
Go prone, Tyrone!

I said, down!

Don't shoot!

[GUNSHOTS]

- Way to go, Murphy.
- What happened here, lieutenant?

MacGyver's new technology
just cost us 32 seconds.

I want my tank back.

MacGYVER: It was
public uproar over that tank

that got this project
going in the first place.

That's a brass problem,
not mine.

No, it's our problem, Murphy.

The contract your department has

with the Phoenix Foundation
is a five-year marriage.

[MURPHY SIGHS]

Lab work, forensic studies,

behavioral science,
suspect profiles,

DNA, identification...

New technology!

Yeah, so what's the gripe?

You've got some of the best
scientific support available

to any police
department in the country.

I'll send a thank you note
to the mayor.

See if you can find me something
of Mel Gibson half naked,

will you, Wyatt?

He's, uh, really not
my type, ma'am.

Wyatt's a dinosaur, lieutenant.

I liked yours better.

What's that?

[SIGHS]

I said I'd like to get
the device working.

Now, why don't you
give me another shot.

Then I'll get out of your hair.

Listen to me, McGreever...

- It's MacGyver.
- Whatever.

You just don't get it.

What we are doing here
is police work.

Now sometimes the public,
civilians like yourself,

just don't understand what
it takes to get the job done.

- We don't, huh?
- No, you don't.

Now, I've heard you hate guns,
abhor violence,

and I'm sure my tank
is very chilling to your...

sense of justice and fair play,

but we do live
in the real world here.

Guns and tanks

and nasty crooks are all just
a part of the big picture.

Well, I guess you got
it all figured out.

Now you got it.

Thanks for coming in, MacGyver.

WYATT:
So, what now?

Back to your, uh, test tubes
or whatever you guys do?

No, Wyatt.

You heard the lady.
The job's got to be done.

I guess I'm just gonna have
to do it without her.

See you around.

MAN:
Don't be frightened.

Take one breath at a time.

[WHISPERING]
Relax, Eric.

Relax.

[NORMAL VOICE]
Just take it easy now.

That's it.

Now you've nothing
to worry about, Eric.

Just don't panic.

Do you hear me?

[VOICE QUIVERING]
Sh-She'll be there?

You're sure?

I've studied them, Eric.

She'll come.

She will be your messenger.

I promise you
an absolute breakthrough.

You will conquer time...

and death.

You'll be free of guilt forever.

In Valhalla.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

I promise you that.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Now... lie down.

[WHEEZING LOUDLY]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Nurse!

Nurse!

Something's wrong
with Mr. Cross.

[KEYS JANGLING]

Shallow respiration.

Clammy skin.

[CROSS WHEEZING LOUDLY]

He's going into a tachycardia.

Could be having a heart attack.
Get the gurney.

Get the on-call doctor.

I'll start an IV.

[CHOKING]

[ALARM RINGING]

MAN [OVER INTERCOM]:
Security, Code Red.

East wing treatment room.

Security, Code Red.

East wing treatment room.

[LOUD RHYTHMIC,
METALLIC POUNDING]

[DRILLING]

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

THORNTON:
So, what do you think?

What do I think?

I think we're not too popular
around here is what I think.

As soon as I got
this thing working,

I'm out of here.

[SIGHS]

All right.

Watch your eyes.

[EXPLOSION]

[CLANKING]

Could be a while, couldn't it?

[GRUNTS]

Ow! No!

Actually, I'm kind of
enjoying it all myself.

Thanks a lot, Pete, thanks.

Oh, not that, not your foot.

This.

Hanging out here.

Getting in
on some real police work.

I like that.

Reminds me of my old
days in Intelligence.

Yes, sir, landing this
contract for the foundation

is the best thing I've done
in a long time.

That Phoenix contract is about
to get its first real workout.

We've got a serial killer
on the loose.

And you're a part
of the task force.

Hey, where you been, girl?

I been calling
all over the place for you.

I had to stop by the DA's
office. Why? What's up?

Captain's put together
a task force, and we're on it.

Briefing's just getting started.

Task force? For what?

Something to do
with a serial killer.

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

CAPTAIN: Eric Cross,
known as the Street Stalker.

His specialty was women who met
his definition of "loose."

He watched them,
found the right moment,

turned on
his considerable charm,

and then cut their throats.

Last night, he used some kind
of drug to simulate a heart attack,

then killed a male nurse

and made his escape from the
security wing at the state hospital.

Any estimate on how soon
he's going to get the urge again?

A good question.

First, Mr. Thornton has
a general rundown for you

on serial killers.

Then we'll get
down to specifics.

Good morning.

What about this Eric Cross?

Can we get on with it?!

We all know
about serial killers.

Some of us don't, lieutenant.

Sorry.

I just wanted to give
a few general characteristics

so that we would all
have a handle on

what you are going
to be up against.

There is one significant factor
we noticed about Cross.

About two months ago,
his behavior pattern changed.

He settled down.
His suicide attempts stopped.

He took up reading.

It seemed that he mellowed out.

Calm before the storm?

Yeah. Well, we all know
what happened, don't we?

The Phoenix Report
says the odds are 80-20...

this lady will
be his first victim.

THORNTON: Candy Farrell
was Cross' last victim.

Luckily, she survived,
and testified,

but that got him locked up
for pretrial evaluation.

So...

I think there
are very good reasons

to expect that he's going
to go after her.

Okay, here's where
we go with this.

I want a 90% commitment from
each table to the task force.

Homicide, you'll coordinate
and run the interrogations.

Burglary, auto.
Cross will need a car.

Track every possible GTA
citywide for the past 24 hours.

Robbery,

he could be looking for a job --

used car salesman,
retail clothing, bartending.

Cover it all.

Vice and Narcotics...

Lieutenant Murphy?

Lieutenant Murphy,
are you with us?

Yes, sir.

You and your squad
will have the girl.

What?

She's a prostitute. Your people
know the streets best.

As of this moment,
we don't know where she is.

I'm not sure we
should be doing this.

Uh... Vice-Narcotic
workload...

I don't remember
saying this was a democracy.

Team leaders will coordinate

with Pete Thornton for
any lab and computer work.

He'll see it gets done.

Any questions?

All right...

find him.

Captain, I asked out
of Homicide for a reason.

You know that.

I have no choice, Murphy,

and neither do you.

Look. I'm sorry.

I'm going back to the foundation
to set up the field lab teams.

You want to cover the hospital?

What's that?

The forensic shakedown
on the Eric Cross cell.

I mean, where did he get
the digitalis or the atropine

or whatever drug it was that
got his heart going so fast?

I mean, that's our job.
Remember?

MacGyver?

Yeah. I got it covered, Pete.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

CROSS: I'm looking
for an old friend of mine.

I'm told she used to
work here. Candy Farrell.

Candy Farrell. Yeah.
Used to work the strip booth,

but it's been
well over a year ago.

She ever come around?

Stops in now and again
to say hi.

Last time maybe three,
four weeks ago.

You got a number on her?
Maybe an address?

Nah. Candy's always on the move.

Crash in one of
the strip motels, most likely.

Too bad. We were neighbors
when we were kids.

I really wanted to see her.
Run by some of the good times.

Look, why don't you, uh...
leave me your name and number?

She checks in,
I'll help you two connect.

That would be great.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, no problem.

Police.

That sicko gave you the number

of some Dial-a-Dream
heavy-breathing number.

Cost five bucks
to make the call.

Guy's a real
sweetheart, isn't he?

I want you to do something
for us, Mr. Fontaine.

I want you to use your contacts,
get on the phone,

and help us find Candy Farrell.

Can you do that?

And, after you get it approved,

you send this one to
the section supervisor,

and, uh... this copy
to Central Records.

Central Records. Got it.

[BUZZING]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

MacGyver. Phoenix Foundation.

Yeah, right.
We've been expecting you.

Uh... Mr. Davis?
It's a lawyer named Lawson.

He says he represents
one of the patients.

Yeah. Dr. Zito.
Put him on hold.

Log it on the clipboard there.

I'll give him the phone.

Lawyers. It's always something.

His cell is in here.

Do what you got to do,

but don't get too close
to the patients, huh?

No problem.

That's it there.

Having a good day,
are we, Charles?

Your lawyer's on the line.

And you can tell him
he's abusing the privilege.

Oh, I'll let you
tell him that, Charles.

But I suspect he'll
give you an education

on the difference between a
patient's privileges and his rights.

Yeah, right.

Don't be all day.

This is Dr. Zito.

Oh, yes, Mr. Lawson.

How are things with you?

It worked --
just as you said it would.

Have you spoken
to the arcade manager, then?

Yes. The police
are all over the place.

Good.

As expected, Eric.

You know how the police
operate so well.

It's uncanny.

I've studied their methods.

The division of work
for their feeble task force

was totally predictable.

It is the Narcotics squad looking
for your Candy Farrell, isn't it?

It's them, all right.

And the officer in charge --
she's with them?

Lieutenant Murphy. Yes.

She looks just like the picture
you showed me in the newspaper.

Excellent.

That factor
was only 70% predictable.

We're right on schedule.

What about the timer?

The phosphorus.

You will find it in the
warehouse with the other items.

Yes, sir.

Eric, remember all
that we talked about.

Your place in Valhalla is ready,

but you must arrive
before midnight

or you'll be refused entry.

Odin will not wait for you.

Don't be afraid.

I won't be afraid.
I'll go to sleep.

I'll be sure to be on time.

I promise.

You're doing a fine job.

You've been my guidance, doctor.

My valkyrie.

And you will find your reward.

You're going
to kill Lieutenant Murphy

in a very special way.

ZITO:
Thank you, Mr. Lawson.

And have a nice day.

These sketches --
Eric Cross' work?

Yeah. Some talent, huh?

Two months ago,
he was a wild man.

And, before you know it,
he settles down and goes artsy on us.

Then the escape.

He killed Sam.

And, from there on, it was a walk
in the park to get out of the building.

The barrister sends
his regards, Charles.

And his sympathy for Sam.

Oh, don't take it
so personally, Charles.

These things happen.

I think you'll find Mr. Cross

to have anticipated
most everything.

That so?

He's quite
an unusual man, you see.

It will be very
difficult to stop him.

To solve his deadly riddle,
so to speak.

His cunning is so complex

you'll have to be
intellectually superior,

exceptionally persistent,

and possess
an abundance of ingenuity

to even get close to him.

Are you all of these things,
Mr. MacGyver?

Yes. I know your name.

Does that frighten you?

Should it?

Nice meeting you, Mr. MacGyver.

You okay?

Oh, yeah.

It's just that one guy in there
could put frost on a sunny day.

Dr. Zito. Yeah.

A real game player.

He wears the mask very well.

The what?

The mask of sanity.

PhD in genetics,
favorite son of the DNA set,

Mr. Respectability --

while he murdered nine people.

Uh... he... he knew my name.

Psychic?

Zito would like you
to believe that,

but we've been expecting you.

Walls have ears.

Ah. Good.

What's that you have there?

Uh... it's just a hunch.

Listen, would you mind
checking with Maintenance,

see who may have had a
clogged drain or stopped-up toilet

in there the last week or so?

Sure.

And the library.
I want to see all the books

that have been checked out
of there, same period of time.

Just have them sent over
to the police department.

- You got it.
- Thank you.

Uh, uh, lieutenant?

Ma'am?

It's Murphy. Okay?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry about the way
I sounded off yesterday.

Hey, I understand.

32 seconds is a lot
to lose out of any day.

[LAUGHS]

How's it going finding the girl?

No luck yet.

How about Cross?

We're not working
that end of it.

See you around.

Yeah.

SWEENEY: Sweetheart,
Paulie can take care of himself.

He's 14 years old,
for Pete's sake.

12. Right.

Angie, honey, I do care.

Of course I want to
keep track of my own kids.

It's been a crazy week is all.

I've got a lot on
my mind, all right?

Yes, yes, I'll make a list
of their birthdays

and I'll put it in my wallet,
I promise.

No, I told you,
all days off are canceled

till this task force
is wrapped up.

Well, what do you think,
I run this place?

I'm a peon.

You tell the captain.

Angie? Honey?
[SIGHS]

I should've never
left the seminary.

I'd have been a priest by now.

Celibate, the whole thing,
you know?

- Zito.
- What's that?

Oh, library books
from the state hospital.

This one was checked out to
one of the inmates, a Dr. Zito.

Kind of connects to a piece of
plastic I found in Eric Cross's cell.

Zito.

Yeah, I remember that case.

Nine victims.

Some people say he manipulated
his way into the funny farm

to stay off of death row.

There's Zito again
with a clogged toilet.

You're not into some kind of detective
work here, are you, MacGyver?

Only enough to believe
that Dr. Zito

had something to do
with Cross's escape.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, no,
both those guys were loners.

They're unconnected.

Now, why would Zito want to help
somebody else break out?

Good question. Maybe somebody
in Homicide has an answer.

I think you could find
a better answer

from somebody
who used to work in Homicide.

Someone who knows
how Zito thinks.

Lieutenant Murphy.

She's the one
who brought him down.

Well, that's quite a
piece of detective work...

- For a civilian?
- ...for a civilian.

Captain Walker will know who
to assign this to in Homicide.

Well, actually, Sweeney said that
you know how this guy thinks and...

Sweeney's wrong.

We're a functional
organization, MacGyver.

I'm out of Homicide now.

But we are on
the same task force.

And you're starting
to cross the line!

Take it to the captain,
MacGyver. I'm busy.

I don't understand.

That's right. You don't.

Look, just because
I'm not one of those

blessed with a badge around here

doesn't mean a new idea won't
help get a killer off the street.

- Will you drop it, MacGyver?
- No, I won't drop it.

Think about it.

You know this guy.

You investigated his crimes.
You interviewed him.

- You got inside his head.
- Stop it!

That's exactly what
we've got to do now...

Stop it!

Murphy?

I know how the man thinks.

I studied his crime scenes the
way others look at a painting.

I am totally familiar
with the artist's work.

I saw his cellar.

[VOICE BREAKING] I saw
what he did to those people.

I got inside the artist's head.

And when it was over,
I spent three months in therapy.

I couldn't even read about him
in the newspaper.

Can you understand that?

If I...

deal with it anymore...

if I even look at Zito...

I'll lose my mind.

I'm sorry.

[RINGS]

Detectives.

This is Fontaine.
Is Lieutenant Murphy there?

Yeah. Hang on.

Lieutenant, it's for you.

It's that, uh,
arcade manager, Fontaine.

Lieutenant Murphy.

I think I found her, lieutenant,
Candy Farrell?

Where?

One of my girls who works here
said she's making a porno film

at a warehouse on Industrial.

214 West.

Thank you, Mr. Fontaine.
We're on it.

Perfect.

[DOOR CLANGS SHUT]

Back again, Mr. MacGyver?

You're good.

Yes, I know.

Still trying to solve
Eric's deadly riddle?

Oh, I've worked
a couple of things out.

So...

tell me.

The heart attack, for one.

See, if you tear a piece of plastic
off the flap of one of these books...

and you fold it up,

work it around a little bit...

like this.

Keeps its form.

You got a nice little cup
to drink from.

Fascinating.

But where does
the heart attack come in?

Let's speculate.

Let's say someone
expert in chemistry

and physiology

got his hands
on just the right chemical.

Something with
a strong alkaline base.

Like the industrial cleaner
they use to unclog a drain,

right here in the hospital,
for example.

Yes.

Let's do speculate.

Well, it's dangerous...

but if this expert
diluted the stuff perfectly...

[WATER RUNNING]

...he might be able
to make himself

a nonfatal,

alkaline cocktail.

And whoever drank it

would suffer a condition
known as alkalosis.

Which promotes clammy skin,
shallow respiration,

and rapid heart palpitations.

Excellent.

But how in the world
could this man of science

possibly pass
this alkaline cocktail

from one cell to another?

My, my, my, my, my.

It's all so brilliant, isn't it?

Thought you might say that.

The book, the chemicals,
the means of transport,

they all connect to
your cell, Dr. Zito.

You helped Eric Cross escape.

So, now what?

Are you gonna have them
take away my library card?

Six King 20, show us
code six at 214 Industrial.

DISPATCHER:
Six King 20, Roger.

Six Zebra 4 and 5,
fire department needs

traffic control
at Lankershim and Magnolia.

Lights down.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING
IN DISTANCE]

Well, Candy Farrell,

how's the motion picture
business?

Come on, Father Sweeney.

[MUSIC CONTINUES IN DISTANCE]

Weird. Really weird.

Must be shooting
the bedroom scene.

[LAUGHS]

And this must be
their "Do Not Disturb" sign.

Stand back, Murphy.

Hmm, looks like nobody's home.

You are the chosen one,
Lieutenant Murphy.

You're very lucky.

See, the question is, why
would you help someone escape?

I could have dozens of reasons.

Humanity, for one.

Didn't you think of that?

Humanity? No, I don't think
that's the reason.

Oh. What makes you so sure?

I've seen your file.

You are a self-centered,
egotistical psychopath

who has to have control
of everything.

Mm.

Aren't we perceptive.

Now, with that in mind,
why don't you just tell me

how to solve
this so-called deadly riddle?

Why ask me?

Because you hold all the cards.

The stakes in a game
of this nature are very high.

You see,

time is running out.

By midnight,

the riddle
will have solved itself.

But I do enjoy a good card game,
Mr. MacGyver.

[GAS HISSING]

Now we're sure of our privacy.

Not yet.

It's too early.

I looked at Cross' file.

Says his behavior changed
in the last couple of months.

You have something
to do with that?

Well, you could say
I counseled him.

Oh, yeah?

It says he took up
reading and art work.

So far all I can see
that he's read or drawn

is something to do
with Viking history.

I suppose the man had
a quest to understand

his ancestral roots.

Religious practices,

funerary rites,
a sacrifice to Odin.

This guy's obsessed
with Viking burial stuff.

I'd like to continue this...

but I'm bored.

The game's over, Mr. MacGyver.

There we are.

I'll be getting sleepy soon.

It's almost time.

You were reading Jung
earlier today.

Man and His Symbols.

You into dream analysis,
Dr. Zito?

I said the game was over.

You know, you really didn't help
Eric Cross get rid of his guilt.

You just showed him
a way to get rid of it.

Is there a difference?

One is now; the other is later.

In the afterlife, maybe?

Valhalla?

My, my, my, my, my.

We may be on to something.

You know, you load up
a guy like Cross

with a bunch of mumbo-jumbo,

you can turn him into
just about anything you need.

I've no idea
what you're talking about.

Sacrifice to Odin,
the Viking god of death?

"He grants victory to one man,

but summons another from
the battlefield to the other world.

The power of fire
takes him to Valhalla,

and his soul
is cleansed of guilt."

Bravo.

So now you know
that Mr. Cross is seeking

a peaceful
and fulfilled afterlife.

So how could that
possibly serve my needs?

To get there, a handmaiden
has to be sacrificed

along with him...
according to the book.

You're a fast reader.

"Strongest of all in this rite
is the figure of the old hag,

called the Angel of Death.

Her title is that of valkyrie...

chooser of the slain."

Fascinating.

So what does that tell you?

The riddle is your plan.

The valkyrie in this sketch
is male, not female.

You've chosen his sacrifice.

And the sacrificial victim
isn't just a handmaiden.

She's wearing a chieftain's
helmet and holding a shield.

She's someone special.

Someone in authority.

Murphy.

You're after Murphy!

Time's up.

Where's Cross?!

Good night, Mr. MacGyver.

Why didn't I see it?

Murphy locked him up.
His ego couldn't take it.

Not here. She and Sweeney are
out chasing a lead on Candy Farrell.

All right, listen to me.
Murphy's being set up.

Cross is after her.
Where'd they go?

They're code 6
at 214 Industrial.

What's code 6?

It means they're out
of their car for investigation.

All right, I'm ten minutes away.

Meet me there, code quick.

And bring the fire department
with you.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[HISSING]

[CAR APPROACHING]

Where's Murphy?

MacGYVER:
Inside, I hope.

I think Cross is with her.

They're both going up
in smoke at midnight.

That's five minutes!
Let's get in there!

Not yet.

There's some kind of gas
hissing behind this door.

What are you doing?

The principle is called
optical density.

Huh?

This motor oil has
a refractive index.

It gives the frosted surface of
the window a temporary polish.

Like that.

That's propane.

Matches.

This guy set up
some kind of booby trap.

Open the door, the whole
building goes sky-high.

Man, who is this guy?

MacGYVER:
He thinks he's some kind

of Viking prince
en route to Valhalla.

Murphy

and the bonfire are
his ticket out of here.

WYATT:
What are you doing?

MacGYVER:
Soaking the match heads

so hopefully they don't spark
when we open the door.

That should do it.

- All right, tell me it's safe.
- Stand back, just in case.

WYATT:
Whoa!

Leave the door open.
Let it air out.

God. Oh, no, it's Sweeney!

[FIRE HISSING]

Solid steel.

Wyatt!

My cutters -- they're in
the Jeep. Get 'em!

Those things don't work.

I fixed 'em.

[SIREN BLARING]

Get your equipment set up.

We've got a wild man inside.
He might need watering down.

Come on.
Hurry up!

This gizmo better work
this time, MacGyver.

- Here we go.
- Let's do it.

WYATT: Get your
equipment up here, pronto!

Get the water over there.

Grab those extinguishers.

We need two of them.

Come on, Ed.
Come on. Here we go.

You okay?

Talk about being just in time.

Oh, nonsense.

We had a good
32 seconds to spare.

Your deal, Dr. Zito.

The smell of victory,
Mr. MacGyver?

Something like that.

Lieutenant Murphy.

How's she...

holding together?

[DOOR OPENS]

Why don't we ask her?

Murphy's gonna be fine...

Dr. Zito.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
After three weeks

above the Arctic Circle
monitoring whale migration,

I truly felt there
was no place like home.

No howling subzero winds,
no shifting ice,

no wandering polar bears.

No sushi sandwiches.

Just the simple comforts
of my own domain.

Jack?

Yo, MacGyver. You're home.

Just in time, I might add.

I can't quite figure out
how slide bolt B

fits through flap
hydraulic A-B-left.

Or is it slide bolt A that goes
through flap hydraulic Q-S-right?

Jack...

Jack, what are you doing?

What do you mean?

I mean, it isn't obvious?

Gee, I thought it was really
starting to take shape.

I can see it's a plane.

Oh, then I am making progress.

What did you do to your finger?

Frostbite.
Forget my finger.

Look at my place!

All my stuff...

You know, you, you
are unbelievable.

I let you stay here
for three weeks

and you turn my place
into a... a plane hangar!

Hey, take it easy, MacGyver.

It's no big thing.

You see, it's an ultra-light.

The wings are
collapsible, removable.

The engine and the carriage

will go right out through
your front door, no problemo.

Good, fine, show me.

Now!

Boy! Testy, testy.

[KNOCKING]

- Anybody home?
- Pardone me...

Hey, hey, Gertie.

Well, look what
the cat dragged in.

Now, now, be nice,
or I'll buy a mean dog.

- Whatcha got?
- What you owe.

Looks like they
all found you, Jack.

Time to move again...

- MacGYVER: Bye, Gertie.
- Bye.

Batteries.

Dirty, stinking batteries
in my refrigerator!

That's it.
You're out of here.

If I have to get a court order

to get you banned from
these premises, I will...

do it.

Jack?

It's him.

It's him, gotta be.

Him who?

My father.

There he is in the cap, see?

Recognize the good looks?
I know I do.

That kind of says it all.

"Jack,

I wish you could
have known your father

and he could have known you.

Unfortunately, the war in Korea

took him away from
all of us too soon.

I know that what I loved in him
must surely be a part of you.

God bless you and keep you."

"A friend?"

So my old man's dead.

That answers that.

What? You didn't know?

I never even knew
what he looked like till now.

Jack, I don't understand.

Eh, I'm not sure I do, either.

Why is she doing this?

Why, after 37 years?

Who are you talking about?

My mother, who else?

What kind of friend
writes a letter like that, huh?

What kind of friend would
send four packages in ten days...

all of them with
your father's personal effects.

Look at this, MacGyver.
Look at this. You see this?

"Captain Jack Dalton, Senior."

Must have been
some kind of hero, huh?

I got this cap
about three years ago.

Before that, zip.

Then this stuff starts
arriving in the mail.

You don't understand?

I don't understand.

I never did.

Jack, who were those people you
were living with in high school?

Foster parents.

Nice people.

And what happened
to your real mom?

I never knew her.

She, uh...

She gave me up for adoption
while I was still in diapers.

Why didn't you tell me
any of this before?

Too busy aggravating you,
I guess.

No. I...

I just sort of...

pushed it all over to
the dark side of my brain

a long time ago.

I... didn't need to keep
reminding myself

I wasn't good enough to keep.

Well, I don't buy that.

Read between the lines, Jack.

If this "friend"
really is your mother,

it's obvious she's
trying to reach out.

Hah! Reach out?

Isn't it a little late for that?

I don't know. Is it?

THORNTON:
My sources at the Pentagon

confirmed the I.D. number
on the bomber.

The pilot, Captain Jack Dalton,

was assigned to the Fifth
Air Force's 67th Flight Squadron.

The plane was shot down
over Kim Po Airfield,

January 8, 1951.

"Captain Dalton was, uh...
posthumously awarded

the Distinguished Flying Cross

for staying at the
controls of his plane

until his three
surviving crewmen,

Greer, Zisco and Akers,
could bail out."

Well, Dad, you did good.

Anything in there
about a wife and son?

Yes.

Uh, it says that there
was a wife and that, uh,

she put in for maternity benefits
at Lakeland Military Hospital.

A child was born...
February 3, 1951.

But there's no further
documentation.

What was my mother's name?

Come on, Pete.

Your mother's name
is Francine Dalton.

Francine? Francine!

The foxy lady
painted on the bomber!

Jack, Mrs. Francine
Leyland Dalton

is a fugitive from justice.

And she has been
for the past three years.

What?

On what charge?

She was arrested along with her
employer, an investment broker,

named Arthur Bandel.

He was indicted as the kingpin

of a multi-million
dollar stock swindle.

It says here your mother
was charged as co-conspirator.

She, uh, jumped bail
after arraignment.

My mother a wanted felon.
What a day.

And from everything I've read,

this Arthur Bandel has
used every legal means

at his disposal to keep this
thing from going to court

for the past three years.

It seems like, uh, neither one
of them wants to face the music.

Yeah. Well, so much for him.

And so much for dear old mom.

If the law can't find her,
we never will.

Well, if you wanted to try,

you might start by paying a visit to
the bondsman who put up her bail.

- Might find out something.
- Yeah, that's a good idea.

Mothers.

Sometimes they're more trouble
than they're worth, you know?

Jack?

Is she more trouble
than she's worth?

Or do you want
to dig a little deeper?

I'm here to help if you want.

Thanks.

I didn't punch the cop, you did.

I didn't set the bail,
the judge did.

The bond is ten grand,
you got it?

A personal check?
Get real!

I want cash
or your pink slip, bozo!

You can go right in.

Then fine,
enjoy life on the inside.

Make new friends.

- [SLAMS PHONE]
- Needle-neck jerk!

Felony or misdemeanor?

Uh, neither.
I'm Jack Dalton.

This is my friend
Mr. MacGyver.

What do you want?

Francine Dalton.

Francine Dalton.

Well, you ain't alone
on that score, pal.

That whacked-out,
double-crossing broad

is gonna cost me a hundred
G's on a forfeited bond.

That "broad" happens
to be my mother.

Your mother, huh?
My apologies.

Mr. Ricco, all we want
is some information.

You put up the bail for her
and Arthur Bandel, right?

Yeah, and she skipped.

For three years, I've been
out a whole lot of money,

which I stand
to lose permanently

if she doesn't show up
for trial.

Wait a minute, the Bandel
case is going to trial?

Set for the 17th.

That's Monday.
Today is Saturday.

That's not much time, is it?

Do you have a copy of the
police custody record?

Sweetheart,

do you think you can
find the Dalton file?

Sometime today?

All ready for Monday, Marty.

So, whatcha looking for?
Hot tip?

Let me guess.

The phone number of
the person she called

the night she was arrested.
Am I right?

- Sam Greer.
- You know him?

Lives in Lakeland.
Owns a bar... The Wingman.

We checked him out
right after she skipped.

He loaned her some
traveling money. End of story.

Thanks, Mr. Ricco.

We'll let you know if
we find anything else.

You do that.

Look!

If you can somehow manage
to bring her in,

in the next 48 hours...

I'll pay you the same commission

I'd pay any
licensed bounty hunter.

You're a very sick man, Marty.

Let's go, MacGyver.

Stay in touch, you hear?

Colton! What's up?

I heard it all, Marty.

Francine Dalton is mine.

Sam Greer.
That's our lead, Jack.

They've already checked him out.

Sam "Sparky" Greer
was on your dad's bomber crew.

It's all in that file
that Pete gave us.

Old Marty in there
doesn't seem to know

that your dad
saved Greer's life.

Hey, maybe Sparky's
the friend that mailed

all my dad's photos and
medals and stuff, you think?

Maybe.

Let's get to The Wingman
and find out.

COLTON:
Sam Greer's a dead end.

He told me nothing.

But you ain't
Francine Dalton's son.

Now, if you want
to cop your fee,

you'll follow her boy out there,
find her,

and bring her back here
before midnight Sunday.

You got that?

They're moving.

Dawn, I'm on a bromo run.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yes?

Hi, Mr. Bandel.
This is Dawn.

Do you remember that fur coat
you promised me?

I just earned it.

What do you have, Dawn?

A couple
of very interesting people

paid a call on Marty.

One of them was
a Mr. Jack Dalton.

He says
he's Francine Dalton's son.

Francine Dalton has a son?

Surprised me, too.

W-Where is he?

A bar in Lakeland,
called The Wingman.

Marty seems to think they're
going to look this guy up, Sam Greer.

Dawn... Dawn,
did I ever tell you,

you... you are beautiful?

No.

[DIAL TONE]

Ken, David, come in here.

[DOOR OPENS]

Yes, sir?

Good, Kenny.
Francine Dalton.

For three years, she's had
a noose around my neck,

and now I think
I can do something.

I've finally got some leverage.

Seems she has a son.
Jack Dalton.

I want you to go over to
Lakeland to this bar and find him,

and bring him back to me.

And what about Francine Dalton, sir?
Do we take her out?

No, Dave.

Francine Dalton has evidence

detrimental
to Mr. Bandel's case.

The idea is to trade
the evidence for her son.

Am I right, sir?

Yeah, that's right, Kenny.

Now, stay clear of Francine.

We don't want her
to push any panic button.

And if he finds his mother,
all right, fine.

Let them get together
for a final family reunion.

Then... bring Jack Dalton to me.

[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]

[CONVERSATION AND LAUGHTER]

How you doing?

- MAN: Let me get that one.
- How's everything?

The Wingman Bar.
You've got to love it.

Gad, I'd almost stay grounded
to own a joint like this.

Jack...

take a look behind the bar.

I think I need a drink.

WOMAN: Let me have
three drafts, a Scotch,

and one Irish up.

Thank you, Sparky.

What can I do for you boys?

A "hello" would be nice, Sparky.

I'm Jack Dalton,

Jack and Francine Dalton's son.

Jack, my God, if you
aren't the spitting image!

DALTON: This is
my friend, MacGyver.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Well, how'd you boys
track me down?

Well, you are the friend that sent my
dad's things along to me, aren't you?

Yes sirree, that's me.

Do you always sign your notes,
"A Friend"?

Oh, listen, I-I just felt
it was...

best to pass along the stuff
anonymously.

I... I didn't know if it was gonna
upset you or make you proud.

But you should be proud.

Your father was the salt
of the earth, son.

He gave his life to, uh...
save mine and...

Ernie's and Bud's.

Well, anyway, now
that you found me,

how about a drink...
on the house?

H-two-oh on the rocks
for my friend,

and I'll have whatever
my mom's drinking these days.

She, um...

used to drink Irish.

Straight up, as I recall.

DALTON: You seen her,
heard from her at all lately?

GREER:
No. Not for a while.

How long would that be,
Mr. Greer?

About three years?

Mr. Greer, we know
Francine Dalton called you

the day she was arrested.

And we know
it would be next to impossible

for you to have tracked
down Jack on your own.

Sparky, she's my mother.

For better or worse,
I just want to meet her.

Come on, Sparky,
you said yourself

you owed my dad one, a big one.

SPARKY: And I'm
honoring that, believe me.

Look...

I can tell you this.

Your mother is alive
and well and safe.

And if you want
to keep it that way,

then just leave it alone.

Jack?

I think we found her.

Upstairs?

Too late boys.
Last hand of the day. Sorry.

Well, that's a straight.

Ace high.

Say good night, everybody.

MAN: Next time, Franny.

Next time, make it
interesting, Charlie.

Bring more cash.

Yeah, sure thing.

Hey, Nick, I'll buy
you a beer. Hang on.

NICK:
Great.

[SIGHS]

MacGYVER:
Francine Dalton?

Fran Leyland.
You got the wrong address.

No, I don't.

I'm Jack Junior.
I'm... your son.

I don't have a son.

Yeah, you do.

Leyland's your maiden name.
You're Francine Dalton.

You married Jack Dalton.

He died, you had a son.

You gave him up for
adoption in 1951.

Well, you did your homework.

So what do you want,
a gold star?

How about hello?

I said goodbye
to you a long time ago.

So that's it?

Over and out.

No regrets, huh?

Look, is that why you came here?

To see a guilt-ridden old woman?

Are you saying you had nothing
to do with contacting Jack?

You didn't send
along his father's pins,

medals, photos
these last few days?

That weak-kneed,
sentimental old fool Sparky

did that without asking me.

Look, I'm sorry he
wasted your time.

And mine.

Hey, Mom, so am I.

MacGYVER:
Jack.

Hey, Jack!

Count your money later.

I want to know what kind
of mother gives up her son

twice in one lifetime.

Look, if you're his friend,
don't make a scene.

Just take him away from here
and keep him away.

Maybe what I should do
is take you to the police.

That is the last thing
you want to do.

Look, I don't think
you understand.

I am trying to save his life.

And mine.

- What are you talking about?
- It's none of your business.

Just leave it alone.
It's my problem.

Does that problem include...

[SIGHS]

...Arthur Bandel?

Oh, you two have really done
your homework, haven't you?

Yeah.

Arthur Bandel.

The man wants me dead,

and the only reason I'm not
is that I'm holding evidence,

evidence that would
put him away.

But the Justice Department can't
get a conviction without it.

And I won't be harmed
as long as I've got it.

Bandel's afraid to come near me.

But if he finds out
that I've got a son...

he's gonna hunt him down,

and he's gonna use him
against me.

And I will not allow that
to happen.

Now do you understand?

Yeah.
I understand.

But you got
to make Jack understand.

You can't leave him hanging
like this.

I am telling you
I never wanted to hurt him.

[VOICE BREAKING]: I prayed
I would never hurt him again.

Then tell him the truth.

[CHAMBER CLICKING]

How'd it go with
your mother, Jack?

What do you think, Dave?

Look at him.

Go ahead, blow.
You'll feel better.

- Who are you?
- Bandel's escort service.

Please, no sudden moves.
I hate making a mess.

I hate when you do.

Come on, Jack, let's go.

Jack!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[ENGINE REVVING,
TIRES SQUEALING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[BRAKES SQUEALING]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

Are you all right?

Yeah.

- Who are those guys?
- They're Arthur Bandel's men.

They found out about Jack.
It's just what I was afraid of.

COLTON: Francine,
I've been looking for you.

- [LAUGHS]
- [CHAMBER CLICKING]

There you go,
that ought to hold you.

- Ow!
- And I'll just take this knife.

Let me guess.

Marty Ricco's
bounty hunter, right?

Only when the price is right.

And the price on her head is
gonna get me out of this pitiful racket,

and into the island life.

Coconuts and hula girls.

That's where I'm headed, Jack.

Gee, that's great,
but, in the meantime,

two of Bandel's men just
kidnapped my friend.

My son.

Not my problem.

Francine!

Sparky!

Why don't you go
fix somebody a drink?

Move!

[LAUGHS]

Hey.

Now, listen to me.

That man is going to take
evidence to the authorities,

and as soon as he does that,
my son's gonna be killed.

Cry me a river, lady.

Francine,
what are you talking about?

Sparky is my safety valve.

He has instructions to take a
computer disc with the evidence

against Bandel
to the Justice Department.

Bandel will kill Jack
just to spite me.

We've got to stop Sparky.

MacGYVER:
Hey, uh...

how about letting me go?

[LAUGHS]

What do I look like,
some kind of rookie to you, pal?

Ain't nobody ever come back to
bushwhack me before a delivery,

and I ain't about to let it
start happening now.

[KEYS JINGLING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING]

Are we being clever?

[SOFTLY]:
Your feet.

Take it.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

I can't get us loose
until we get him out of the van.

How do we do that?

Think of something.

So... what's your name?

Colton.

Colton.

Tell me, Colton, what's
that lowlife, Marty Ricco,

paying you for this?

Five grand?

Hey, don't sell yourself
cheap, lady.

You're worth at least 15.

I'll tell you what.

I'll give you $25,000
if you take me back to the bar.

I've got the money in the safe.

Now, that way I can stop Sparky,

and you could make yourself
$10,000 more.

COLTON:
You all just order room service.

I got a phone call to make.

She's offering $25,000,
Marty's offering $15,000.

Marty's gonna have to do better.

[METAL SCRAPING]

[SCRAPING CONTINUES]

[GRUNTS]

Hey, Marty, yeah, I got her.
[LAUGHS]

Francine Dalton?!

Nah, your mama --
who else, sucker?

[LAUGHS]

Colton, that's great!

I don't care what I said
about you before, man.

You are the best.

- You hear me? The best.
- Yeah, gee, whiz.

[SARDONICALLY] Well, I
really do appreciate that, Marty.

[METAL CLANKING]

FRANCINE: I don't
even know your name.

MacGyver.

Francine.

It's a pleasure.

Look here, man.
I got a problem.

I mean, it's getting
real confusing out here.

What, what?

Well, you're offering me 15
to bring her in;

she's offering me 25
to let her go.

I think I'll let her go.

What?!

- Colton!
- [POUNDS RECEIVER]

There must be something wrong
with the connection.

30 grand, Marty.

Huh? Huh?

How's your connection now?
[LAUGHS]

Marty... I knew
you'd see it my way.

- [LAUGHS]
- [ENGINE REVS]

- [TIRES SCREECHING]
- Hey!

FRANCINE: Hurry, MacGyver,
we've got to stop Sparky.

Yes, um... Justice Department,
Investigations, please.

I know it's Saturday.

Can you give me
your weekend command center?

I'm-I'm looking for
a Mr. Stephen Jastrow.

The deputy...
de-deputy attorney general.

Yes, I'll hold.

BANDEL:
Your mother used to work for me

on the trading floor
at the stock exchange.

She was a tough trader.

She knew when to gamble,

she followed my
instructions to the letter,

and she didn't ask
too many questions.

You gonna give me her resume
or get to the point?

The point is
the Justice Department

started asking
a bunch of questions.

Your mother became a liability
I couldn't afford.

On top of that, your mother
managed to jump bail.

She disappeared
with a computer disc

that had enough evidence on it
to bury me in court Monday.

So now I'm supposed
to be collateral, is that it?

Well, good luck, bud,

'cause my mother
couldn't give a tinker's damn

whether I'm alive or dead.

Well, we'll soon find out,
won't we?

No! I already checked with
command center in Washington.

They told me to call you.

Yes. Stephen Jastrow.

I don't know, you spell it.

Will you bureaucratic numskulls
just patch me through?

This is an emergency!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

FRANCINE:
Hurry. Hurry.

Yes, Mister Jastrow.

Finally.

I'm calling for Francine Dalton.

Uh, she has this computer disc
she wanted me to forward to you.

Me?

- Well, my name is...
- [DOOR OPENS]

- FRANCINE: Sparky!
- Francine!

Who are you calling?

Nobody.

Daggone it, Francine,
you scared the daylights out of me!

Sparky, it's Bandel --
he's got Jack Junior.

Oh, my Lord.

Well, what do we do now?

I don't know; the whole plan
has gone up in smoke now.

What plan?

I was gonna show up in court
day after tomorrow,

with the disc.

To prove my innocence
and put Bandel away.

Once again, the best-laid plans
seem to end in disaster, don't they?

Now, wait a minute.

They've got Jack,
you've got the disc.

I suggest we set up a trade.

[RINGING]

Hello?

This is Francine Dalton.

Mr. Bandel...

Francine Dalton.

Francine?

My son for the evidence, Arthur.

You get your case
thrown out of court.

We'll be even Steven.

We make the trade tonight,
agreed?

No, we'll make the trade
tomorrow morning.

It's nice and quiet
out here now.

Besides, I can see you coming.

7:00 a.m., alone, Francine.

No problem.

It'll all be over soon, huh?

For both of you.

[GUN COCKS]

There's only one
thing keeping me

from blowing your
head off, slick --

the Dalton woman.

Where is she?

Can we negotiate?

Okay!

She's on her way.

She's trying to save her son.

That story again?

It happens to be the truth.

But if you don't let me
go in there and help her,

we can kiss them both goodbye.

Look, I ain't taking no more
of your tap-dancing, slick!

All right.

Okay.

Will you just do me
one little favor

and point that thing
someplace else?

[GUN CLICKS]

All right, just relax
and listen.

Francine Leyland wants to appear
in court tomorrow.

As soon as her son is safe,

she's yours --
you can have the commission.

Until that time,
you've got a choice.

Either get in the way,

or help.

Now, what's it gonna be?

[GUN CLICKS]

Good choice.

There's a guard in front.

Why don't you take him out?

Then keep an eye on things

till I can get them all
out of there.

Thought you said
you were in a hurry.

She's here.

Looks like she's alone.

BANDEL:
Francine...

where's the disc?

Where's Jack?

You all right, Jack?

Well, the last 37 years
have been kind of tough.

Get in the elevator, Francine.

BANDEL: Ken, you
bring the other elevator.

Lock it off on the fourth floor.

Then bring her to my office.

KEN:
Yes, sir.

You look good, Francine.

Kenny, get the disc.

Sit down, sit down.

I didn't think you'd show up.

I said what I said to keep
you away from all of this.

I'm sorry, Jack.

[COMPUTER KEYS CLICKING]

We've lost power.

[SIGHS]
Dave, check it out, will you?

Power's back,
but I still can't get in.

[BEEPING]

Francine, I'm getting sick
and tired of your games.

I want you to tell me
that password, now.

Not until Jack is safe.

We had a deal.

Kenny?

The password, Francine.

[CHAMBER CLICKING]

Okay. Just don't hurt him.

The password

is Jack.

MacGYVER:
Hey, there.

[GRUNTS]

[BEEPING]

[KEYBOARD CLICKING, BEEP]

Bingo.

BANDEL: All right, let's
make sure we have 'em all.

Check out the shell companies.

You shouldn't
have given it to him.

- You're my son.
- Since when?

- [COMPUTER BEEPING]
- KEN: Here we are.

I know I deserve that.

Why?

I've always wanted
to ask you that.

Jack, please,
try and understand.

I was a bride, a mother,

and a widow,
all at the age of 17.

Your father was the only man
I ever loved.

When he was shot down,
I went out of my mind.

I couldn't even take care of myself,
much less my own baby.

I never forgave myself
for giving you up.

Can you forgive me?

KEN:
They're all there.

Swiss bank account numbers,
phony companies, the lot.

Yeah, the companies
might be phony,

but the profits are real enough.

Power's gone again.

Francine, I told you
to come up here alone.

Kenny, go on up there,
see what's going on.

There's no power failure.

Must be rats.
This place is full of 'em.

[BIRD SINGING]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANING]

[SIGHS]

Come on, move it.
Let's go.

What next, a little one-way
drive in the country?

Just move.

You can do better than that.

The least you could do is come up
with something original, right, Mom?

Arthur never did have much
imagination.

Oh. Just shut up,
Francine. Keep moving.

Forget it! Forget it! Drop it!

Drop it, Bandel.

Drop it!

No! You drop it.

You drop it.

COLTON: That woman's
coming with me, Bandel.

BANDEL:
I don't think so.

We're gonna walk out of here,

and if anyone comes near her,
she'll get blown away.

Shoot her.

Go ahead and shoot her.

Price on her head is just
as high

whether she's dead
or alive. Shoot her!

JACK: Come on, you got what
you want. Leave her, take me.

No, I think I'll
just keep her with me.

Oh, come on, Bandel.

You're over your head, now.

Money's one thing, but murder

and kidnapping is
something else.

Give it up.

COLTON:
Man makes good sense.

I'd listen to him.

In fact, I'd jump
all over that idea.

BANDEL:
Now I'm warning you, stay back.

Stay back!

That's it.

On your feet.

Thank you.

Well... payday.

Uh, Colton...

Why don't you give them
a couple of minutes?

They've waited 37 years for this.

"To my friends --

Thanks again
for making it happen.

If you're ever craving
chocolate macadamia nuts,

come and look me up.
Jesse Colton."

Now that Colton is
one happy fella.

How about that Bandel?
Now there's one unhappy fella.

I don't know.

Federal prison is a good place
for a guy as industrious as Arthur.

He might even amount to
something in 20 or 30 years.

So how about you?

What's it like to know there's
nobody looking over your shoulder?

Well, for one thing

it makes you want to look ahead
instead of behind.

I, uh, haven't got much
experience as a mother.

I hope you're going
to be patient with me.

Are you kidding?

I've never really been
anybody's son before, either.

We'll fake it.

Deal.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
I grew up an only child --

no brothers or sisters.

But somehow Penny Parker

brings out the big brother
in me, anyway.

She's the kind of girl
who needs...

well, looking after.

Ever since I've known Penny,
and that's going back a while,

she's been trying to break
into show business.

When she landed the role
in a new musical,

I was the first one
she called with the news.

I couldn't resist her invitation
to drop in on a rehearsal.

Besides, it never hurts to
get a little culture in your life.

Ah, MacGyver.

Let the show begin.

[UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

♪ I am the queen
of the pyramids ♪

♪ And I rule the Nile ♪

♪ I am the queen of snakes ♪

♪ Why don't you stay
for a while? ♪

♪ Yeah, the sphinx
never sleeps ♪

♪ Bury your soul
in the sand ♪

♪ And the tyrants weep ♪

♪ As they hold my hand ♪

♪ Cleopatra smiles ♪

I am the queen of the Nile ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo rocks,
yeah, Cleo shocks ♪

♪ I will take
your world from you ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo shakes,
she dominates ♪

♪ There's nothing I can't do ♪

♪ You will love me forever,
yeah, Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleopatra smiles ♪

♪ I am the queen of the Nile ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo rocks,
yeah, Cleo shocks ♪

♪ I will take
your world from you ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo shakes,
she dominates ♪

♪ There's nothing I can't do ♪

♪ You will love me forever ♪

♪ Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleo rocks! ♪

MAN [FRENCH ACCENT]:
Stop! Reset the playback!

It's a nightmare!

It is terrible!

There's no fire, no spark!

I'm sorry, I can do better,
Mr. Leroux.

No, no, Penny,
you are wonderful.

We will perfect the kick.
It is Mr. Newton here.

I'll give you what you want,

but you have to let me
feel my motivation.

Motivation?

Your only motivation, monsieur,
is to keep your job.

We open in less than a week!

MAN:
Leroux!

Leroux, we've got to talk.

Now.

I have no time for your
interruptions, Wintergreen.

I'm trying to rehearse.

Then I suggest you make time.

Very well.

Jimmy, why don't you
run the dancers

through the opening of Act Two?

Okay,
Mr. Leroux.

Dancers, get ready.

That was good, Penny.

WINTERGREEN:
$5,000 for hydraulics? For what?

LEROUX: How do you expect
Cleopatra to make an entrance?

Wintergreen, if you want
a spectacular show,

I give you spectacular show!

The only "spectacular"
I've seen so far is the expense.

MacGyver! Oh, you made it.

I wouldn't have missed
this for anything.

Well, what'd you think?
Was I okay?

I was a little slow
coming out of the esophagus.

Sarcophagus.

And I missed
that darn kick again.

No, Penny, you were terrific,
believe me.

I-I'm very...

Surprised?

Impressed.

How I choose to stage my
play is entirely up to me.

To a point, but this is crazy.

How do I explain this kind of
money to the investors

if they start asking questions?

You will
have to explain nothing.

When I unleash
my production on the world

there will only be applause.

Oh, MacGyver,
I still can't believe it.

You know, they even put a star
on my dressing room door.

I'm proud of you.

I'm sure there was a lot
of competition for this part.

I don't know.

Right out of the blue,
they called my agent Sergio.

Don't tell me it doesn't pay
to have good representation.

And Jacques,
the director, he's so sweet.

You know, he was a dancer himself
before he got in a car accident.

Kind of tragic, huh?

Don't you hear me?
Don't you listen?

You cannot continue
to spend without permission.

I do not need your permission
for every little detail!

I am the director!

Now our agreement gives me
full creative authority.

Over choreography,
set design and casting.

- Casting?
- Casting!

Yeah, it doesn't look like
he's let it slow him down any.

WINTERGREEN:
You call that casting?

The only experience
she's ever had is...

delivering singing telegrams!

We need a star
to attract an audience!

LEROUX:
A star?

Penny is better than a star.

She is a discovery.

She is nothing.

- Nothing?
- Nothing.

Enough!

Now this may be your theatre,

but when I am in rehearsal,
this is my stage!

Then I suggest
you get on with it.

My children...

let's go from
the bottom of the stairs,

if Monsieur Anthony
is ready. Penny.

Penny, pay no attention
to this Wintergreen.

The man is a pig.

Remember, mes enfants,
give me passion, excitement!

[ELECTRICAL CRACKLING]

Penny, look out!

Penny, you are not hurt?

No, I'm fine.

Thanks to my friend, MacGyver.

Well, thank God for your
presence, Monsieur...

- MacGyver.
- MacGyver.

That is enough for today.

Rehearsals are over.
Fini. Thank you.

Go home.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

And it will be fini for all of us
if these incidents continue.

Something like this
happened before?

Like this, no, but other things.

Other... accidents.

Yeah, like the dancer
who fell down the stairs,

or the janitor who got locked
in the furnace room.

The door handle came off,
and he almost cooked all night.

Wintergreen.

He hordes his money,
he saves nothing for upkeep.

Someone is going to get hurt.

- You okay?
- Uh-huh.

- STAGEHAND: How'd that happen?
- I don't know.

Well, it doesn't sound like
this place is too safe.

Oh, there's more
to it than that.

Some of the stage crew's
even saying

that the show has a jinx on it.

Poor Jacques.

Mr. Wintergreen isn't making
it any easier on him.

Your concern for old Jacques

wouldn't be a little more
than professional, would it?

Well, we've
been working so closely.

He's such a fascinating man.

Penny, I thought you swore off
show biz relationships.

Oh, this isn't show business.

It's theatre.

Flowers!

Oh, MacGyver, you didn't.

Oh, Penny, you're right,
I didn't.

Must be another secret admirer.

"To your future."
Oh, how sweet.

Dead roses?

Well, somebody has
a weird sense of humor.

I hope that's all it is.

Well, of course it is.
It's a joke.

It's just not funny, that's all.

- LEROUX: Penny?
- Yes, Jacques?

Penny, my dear.

Penny, rehearsals will begin
an hour later in the morning.

It will be just you and I.

I want to work on the new routine
for the seduction number.

I'll be right on time.

[HUMMING]

Please, forgive
the interruption.

Oh, uh, Penny,
I'm gonna run along.

Take care of yourself now, okay?

Everything's under control.

Monsieur MacGyver,

you and Penny are very
good friends, yes?

Well, we're kinda
like family, actually.

Of course.

She has told me of your
adventures together.

I must thank you again
for saving her.

Penny...
is a very special girl.

We must take
special care of her, no?

Yeah, well, she does take some
looking after, that's for sure.

Of course.

Well, she is worth it.

Adieu, monsieur.

Ciao.

Excuse me, who are you?

What are you doing here?

Well, I was just
on my way out, actually.

I'm a friend of Penny Parker's.

Oh, yeah, Little Miss Discovery.

Listen, uh, you really shouldn't be
wandering around back here

on your own, you know --
could be dangerous.

Yeah, you know Penny said
that a lot of strange things

have been happening
around here lately.

You ever think
of checking them out?

That's the stage door.
Why don't you check that out?

Well, Penny may be right.

It's probably just
somebody's idea of a joke.

A bad joke.

Yeah, well, it was no joke
the way that sign fell.

- What do you mean?
- I'm not sure, Pete.

I'll have to take a closer look
before I start pointing any fingers.

Would you mind running a check
on that theater owner?

Yeah, sure.

What's his name, Wintergreen?

Right.

You're really worried,
aren't you?

Yeah, I am.

Mr. Wintergreen, I think it's time
you and I cleared the air.

What do I look like,
a catalytic converter?

Look, I know
you don't like me very much...

but that doesn't mean you
have to make it so hard on me.

I mean, I'm trying
my best, and, well...

it's not making it any easier
with you yelling at me all the time.

Please, don't start
with the waterworks.

You want to make it
in show business?

Toughen up.

I know.

I'm all right.

It's just this break
means so much to me.

You wait till opening night.

I'm gonna knock their socks off.

No.

No, you're not.

And you want to know why?

Because you're an amateur.

And nobody pays to see amateurs.

I'm a professional,
Mr. Wintergreen.

[SNIFFLES]

I'm gonna prove it to you
on that stage.

You'll make me a lot happier

if you prove it
at the box office.

[RHYTHMIC SQUEAKING]

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

[RATTLING]

Who's that?!

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

[JIGGLES HANDLE]

[SQUEAKING]

[JIGGLES HANDLE]

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

[SQUEAKING]

[GASPS]

[SQUEAKING]

[SQUEAKING]

[SCREAMING]

- [SCREAMS]
- [GRUNTS]

Oh, MacGyver.

Penny! What's all
the screaming about?

Somebody's following me,

and he's still in there.

Any idea who?

I don't know,

but he makes this weird noise
when he moves,

like metal creaking,
or something.

Are... Are you sure you weren't
just spooked by the lights going out?

MacGyver, I know what I saw.

All right.

Well...

he's gone now.

PENNY:
Blood.

It's stage blood.

It looks like a poem.

PENNY:
"Murder is in the air

"under the temple of Ra...

Death awaits
on the final curtain."

Oh, MacGyver...

MacGYVER: Penny, the dead flowers
might have been a prank.

But this is getting serious.

I think you should
take some time off

till we can figure
out what's going on.

I can't leave the show!

Besides, theater people are,

are always playing jokes
like this on each other.

- Oh, fun people.
- Penny?

Penny, I've been waiting
on stage.

Monsieur MacGyver,
is there something wrong?

Uh, no, I'm okay, Jacques.

Just somebody playing
a sick prank.

I wish I knew who'd
do such a thing.

Wintergreen, this is who.

He's been trying to force me out
ever since rehearsals began.

Believe me,
if I could find a theater

big enough for my production,

I would take
my Cleo elsewhere, today.

Mr. Wintergreen wouldn't do
something like this. Would he?

I don't know,
but he sure has the power

to do something about it.

- Excuse me.
- Of course.

Mr. Wintergreen?

You again.

What is it?

Just hang on a second,

I want to talk to you
about something.

Penny and I found this
stuck to a fitting dummy.

With this.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

"Murder is in the air
under the temple of Ra.

Death awaits..."

So?

So I think you should
do something about it.

Like what?

Want me to call the police?
What am I gonna tell them?

My leading lady has
been assaulted by a poem?

Doesn't even rhyme.

Wintergreen!

Look, I'm trying to
run a theater here.

Between that flake Leroux

and worrying about
your friend, the star,

I've got enough on my plate.

You cannot ignore what's been
going on around here.

What's been going on around here
is a lot of wasted time.

The show opens on Friday.

If it flops,
we close on Saturday.

My father opened this theater.

The only reason I let Leroux talk me
into this rock and roll freak show

is to try and save this theater

from becoming another
downtown parking lot.

All right.

But the least you can do is
consider hiring some security guards

to keep an eye on the place
before somebody gets hurt.

I will take it under advisement.

THORNTON: The lab
found no prints on the knife,

so whoever did this
was anxious to cover his tracks.

So much for the practical
joke theory, huh?

Yeah.

Anything on Wintergreen?

Yeah, right here.

Benjamin Wintergreen.

In debt up to his eyeballs.

The overhead on that theater
has been bleeding him dry for years.

Yeah, so he says.

Well, did he also tell you
that he's got Penny's show

insured right up to the limit?

He'll take in quite a tidy sum
if it closes for some reason.

What would that take?

Oh, any number of things.

Accident, fire...

Something happening
to the leading lady?

Yeah, maybe.

Where's the evidence?

I'm working on it.

[SIGHS]

No, no, no, Penny,

it's ball change, hip swing,

then kick, okay?

Clumsy, huh?

You will be wonderful.

Let's take a break.

Oh, Jacques,
you make it so easy.

I don't think anybody's ever
believed in me the way you do.

Except maybe MacGyver.

You care about him
very much, yes?

Sure. He's like... a big brother.

Then it would not be improper
of me to offer you this.

Oh, Jacques,
you're too good to me.

Impossible.

It's beautiful.

Not half as beautiful
as you, my dear.

You will wear it when I take you
to dinner tonight?

[SOFTLY]
Oh.

I'd love to.

[PLAYING GENTLE MELODY]

[PIANO PIECE CONTINUES]

You are very beautiful, Penny.

Your every movement
brings my music to life.

[GENTLE SIZZLING]

Sulfur.

Yes. Yes.

Yes, very well, I'll tell him.

Oh, Mr. Thornton,
it's Penny Parker.

Well, what's the problem?

She and MacGyver
are at the theatre.

Something's wrong.
She said they need your help.

Oh, boy. Here. Take that.

What are you going to do?

I'm going down there
to see what's going on.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

"Murder is in the air
under the temple of Ra.

Death awaits
on the final curtain."

"Murder is in the air
under the temple..."

Murdoc.

That's impossible.

Remember me, MacGyver?!

[GRUNTING]

Say goodbye, MacGyver!

[FADING OUT SLOWLY]
MacGyver!

PENNY:
Pete?

Come quick.

Hurry.

I need help.

Please hurry.

Before it's too late.

Oh, no!
Help!

Oh, please, help me, Pete.

Oh, please help me, Pete.

PENNY'S VOICE:
Oh, please help me, Pete.

[NORMAL VOICE]
Peter Thornton.

It's been a long time.

Murdoc.

But you're dead.

Would you care to join me?

[AEROSOL HISSING]

[COUGHS]

[MANIACALLY LAUGHING]

[GROANS]

MURDOC:
Come on, Pete.

Get in the cage, Pete.

In the cage!

It's been a long time, Peter.

I must say, though,
I'm a little disappointed.

You've made this...
far too...

easy for me, Pete.

Well, I guess I didn't expect

to be coming up against
a dead man, did I?

You know me
better than that, Pete.

You haven't stopped me before,
and you never will.

How long have we been playing
this game now, Peter?

What is it, ten, 15 years?

Once upon a time
when they needed a man

for an assassination, a killing,
they would get me.

The best man for the job.
The best man in the business.

Quick, neat, untraceable.

Took great pride in my work,

made a very good
living out of it.

Had a lot of fun, until you
and your friend MacGyver

came along
and spoiled the party.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, MacGyver's not going
to spoil this party, is he?

Do you know what the Paraplinita
Americanais, Murdoc?

Should I?

The common cockroach.

And that's what you are.

Are you calling me common, Pete?

Always skittering
in and out of the darkness.

Well, even cockroaches
can be stomped.

We'll see.

[CAGE CREAKING]

[GROANING]

You know, I've spent
a long, long time

preparing this masquerade, Pete.

Designing this...

killing ground
especially for you.

I've anticipated everything
MacGyver's creative little mind

can come up with.

[CHUCKLES]

I have a special plan
for both of you.

Why don't you spare me
your cheap theatrics?

If you're going to kill me,
go ahead and get it over with.

[LAUGHS]

Don't worry, Pete.
I'm not going to kill you.

No.

I'm saving
that job for MacGyver.

Here you are.
Thanks.

Good night.

Jacques?

Jacques?

Hello?

[APPLAUSE RISING]

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE STOPS]

MURDOC: Bravo, my darling,
don't be shy.

- [SQUEAKING]
- Your adoring public awaits.

We're going to put on a
very special show, you and I,

one that'll really
bring down the house.

Stop it!

[LAUGHING
MANIACALLY]

Stop it, whoever
you are, stop it!

- Penny.
- Oh, MacGyver, thank God!

MURDOC: Hello, MacGyver, you
finally deciphered my little poem.

It took you long enough.
Thornton's already here,

but I'm afraid he isn't
really having a very good time.

You know this person?

Who is he?

His name's Murdoc.
Come on.

- What does he want?
- Revenge.

He's been behind everything.

The poem, the flowers,
he rigged that sign to fall.

Penny, go to your dressing room,
call the police,

lock your door
and keep it locked.

Go. Go on.

[TAPPING PHONE]

Dead.

MURDOC:
I'm up here, MacGyver.

Come and get me.

That's right.

You're getting warmer.

Come closer.

You're burning
hot now, MacGyver.

Then, so is Pete.

What's the matter, MacGyver?

Can't find your mummy?

[LAUGHING]

[THUD, LAUGHTER STOPS]

Come on, Murdoc, get on with it.

Where's Pete?

It's show time, MacGyver!

This is what we've wanted
for a long time, MacGyver.

Just the two of us.

Face to face, no tricks.

Do you really think
you're good enough to take me?

Well, you'll have to,
if you want to find Pete.

- [KNOCKING AT DOOR]
- LEROUX: Penny? Are you in there?

Jacques?

Open the door.

- Jacques, is that you?
- Yes, Penny.

Come in, quickly.

Penny...

Penny, what is wrong?
What is it?

Well, MacGyver said
to call the police,

but when I tried the phone,
it was dead.

Oh, Jacques, it's horrible!

There's some kind
of madman out there.

- A madman?
- Yes!

He's after MacGyver,

and he's already got
Mr. Thornton someplace.

No, no, no, Penny,
you are wrong. I am not mad.

[BRITISH ACCENT]
I'm just very, very determined.

[SQUEAKING]

No, it can't be.

- [GASPS]
- [GRUNTS]

[WHIMPERS]

[WHIMPERING GASPS]

[CHUCKLES]

[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]

[SCREAMS]

MURDOC:
Come closer, MacGyver.

Don't be shy.

We'll see who's the better
man, once and for all.

This is what we've both wanted
for a long time, MacGyver.

Just... the two of us,

- face to face...
- Wintergreen.

...no tricks.

Come closer, MacGyver.

Don't be shy.

We'll see who's the better
man, once and for all.

- This is what...
- [CLICKS]

MURDOC: You didn't really
think it would be that easy,

did you, MacGyver?

- [LAUGHING]
- Murdoc! Let her go!

The fun is only just starting.

MacGyver, help!

It's me you want.

How true.

Won't you join us?

MacGyver!

Help!

[PANTING]

[VOICE BREAKING]
It was you all the time.

There never was a Jacques.

[SNIFFLES]

[FRENCH ACCENT]
Oui, madame.

Jacques Leroux has,
how do you say...

retired.

[IN REGULAR VOICE]
Permanently.

One of my better performances.

[CREAKING]

Home, sweet home.

You actually live here?

It's so dark and creepy.

Well, when you look like I do,
one learns to welcome the dark.

[RUMBLING]

PENNY:
Mr. Thornton!

Penny!

No!

Oh, no!

MURDOC:
Oh, yes.

MacGyver will be along shortly,

and then my masterpiece
will be complete.

Careful, my darling,
it's actually quite deep.

[ROARING]

[CREAKING]

Doesn't look like much, does it?

Just a slim thread.

Only this thread is made
of high tensile steel,

very strong.

And this release switch I'm
attaching it to is very sensitive.

Just imagine
the possibilities, Pete.

[METALLIC SQUEAKING]

This way, Penny Parker.

THORNTON:
Murdoc!

She can't hurt you.
Let her be!

I hardly think you're in a position
to make demands, Pete.

Murdoc!

MURDOC:
MacGyver!

At last!

Don't open the door.
It's rigged!

PENNY:
MacGyver, be careful!

MURDOC:
They're both right, MacGyver.

Open the door,

and Pete will drown.

Or you don't open the door...

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

...and you die.

[WOOD CREAKING]

[WOOD CLATTERING]

[METALLIC CLINKING]

[WOOD SNAPPING]

It's up to you, MacGyver.

It's either
deep-fried Thornton or

pancake MacGyver.

Either way,

one of you gets to
watch the other die.

[CREAKING, METALLIC RATTLING]

[WOOD BREAKING]

[DEEP CREAKING]

Enjoy.

MacGyver!

Let me go!
Where are you taking me?

There's a trip line hooked
to the door.

MacGYVER:
Where is it?

THORNTON: It runs
along the bottom of the door

to a release switch.

Maybe I can reach it.

[LOW, DEEP CREAKING]

[CREAKING CONTINUES]

Now, give me your hands.

What are you going to do?

I still need you, Penny Parker.

Now... one of them is
coming out of there alive.

Which one do you think
it's gonna be?

Please!

Jacques Leroux wouldn't do this.

There is no Jacques Leroux.

Yes, there is!

He writes beautiful music.

And he's sensitive and charming

and romantic.

You brought it out in me, Penny.

[RUMBLING
AND METALLIC SCRAPING]

THORNTON: You're running
out of time. Get out of there!

MacGYVER: Guide me, Pete.
Tell me when I got it.

THORNTON:
Lower!

Lower!

No, you're never gonna make it.

Forget about me.
Save yourself.

Open the door.

[WOOD SNAPPING,
METALLIC SCRAPING]

THORNTON:
You hear me, MacGyver?

Save yourself!

Before I met you, I...

I didn't know what
it was like to smile.

Just for the sheer joy of it.

If only we'd met
in another lifetime.

You're gonna kill
my best friends,

and you're saying that...

I love you.

That's exactly what I'm saying.

MacGyver's right.
You are insane.

Well, we'll see about that.

[RUMBLING]

[CREAKING]

Wait a minute, that's almost it.
A little further.

[LOW CREAKING]

That's almost it!

THORNTON:
You got it.

Okay, you got it.
Now, get out of there!

[LOW CREAKING]

[CREAKING CONTINUES]

[CLATTERING]

[SQUEAKING]

PENNY:
Help me!

Please, somebody help!

Forget about me.
Go help Penny.

The lock.

Work on it.

PENNY:
MacGyver!

Mr. Thornton,
somebody,

please help me!

Help me!

Penny?

PENNY:
MacGyver, is that you?

Penny!

[MUFFLED GROANS]

[IN PENNY'S VOICE]
My hero.

[MUFFLED GROANING]

[NORMAL VOICE]
So, Pete's dead.

I knew you had it in you,
MacGyver.

Underneath it all,
we're so much alike.

I'm almost sorry to see it end.

Oh come on, Murdoc.

After all this, you're not gonna
just shoot me, are you?

Well, MacGyver, I know
it's not very creative, but,

uh,

it gets the job done.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[CREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

Aah!

[GRUNTING]

[ROARING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[METAL CLANGING]

Murdoc!

[ELECTRICAL POPPING, GROANING]

MacGyver!

[WATER GURGLING]

Are you all right?

Ow! No.

But I'll live.

Thanks for your help back there.

I knew
I could get that kick right.

Jacques would have been
so proud.

[WATER GURGLING]

Oh.

I still can't believe that Jacques was
this Murdoc person the whole time.

I mean, how could
somebody change his voice

and appearance so completely?

MacGYVER:
Well, that was his specialty.

Being somebody else.

It's almost sad.

Do you really think he's dead?

I think it's a matter of
wishful thinking on my part.

I'll be happy when
I can close his file.

Don't get your hopes up.

They drained
the underground pool.

Don't tell me, no Murdoc.

There was a broken sewer line
connected to the pool.

Not big enough for any normal
human being to get through.

Murdoc is not normal.

That's for sure.

If he's alive, he'll be back.

Oh, that's a scary thought.

He really had me fooled.

You know, he made me feel
like I did have talent.

Penny, you do.

I saw you on stage.
You're terrific.

You mean it?

Yeah.

Oh, which reminds me.

MacGyver asked me to bring
this back from the theater.

- My star!
- Yeah.

MacGYVER: You might want to hang onto that.

I think you're
gonna need it soon.

Oh, MacGyver.
[LAUGHS]

Oh, Penny.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
Technology has just about

taken over everything
in the world today.

But no matter how computerized
and mechanized things get,

people are still the most
important part of any operation...

and the weakest link.

Dave Edwards
was a computer engineer

working for a company involved
with the Phoenix Foundation

on a top-secret
government project.

When a routine
security check showed

he was spending a lot more
money than his job paid,

it raised suspicions

that Edwards was smuggling
information from work.

I'd been following him to
find out who he was selling to.

My high-living young protégé

seems to have grown
a tail, Harrill.

Do we burn the drop,
Mr. Sanborn?

No, no, no, no,
we've come too close.

With this delivery, we'll have all
the components of the RAINS unit.

Tell Kreese to send Edwards
to the secondary drop.

Then you dispose
of our unwanted guest.

[CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hi. Would you like to dance?

[AUDIO INDISTINCT]

- Hi.
- Hi.

[AUDIO INDISTINCT]

Kreese,
use the emergency signal.

We've got a crasher.

[AIR SPURTS]

[YELLING, COUGHING]

- [PATRONS SCREAMING]
- [MEN COUGHING]

Hello, David.

Papillon.

What went wrong?
I saw the emergency signal.

You went wrong.
You were careless.

- The butterfly.
- [GUN COCKS]

Give it to me... now.

[SCREAMING]

Call the police.

THORNTON: Using a
Brazilian butterfly to pass secrets.

Whoever we're dealing with
sure has a flair for the dramatic.

There it is.

[CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY]

Micro-transparency.

Even the lab didn't get this
till the second pass.

And what exactly did they find?

Well, let's take a look.

THORNTON:
Oh, no.

MacGYVER:
What?

These are the schematics for
the RAINS satellite linkage system.

But even these are useless

without the schematics
from the other three companies.

Well, maybe
they've already got them.

You're right.

We've got to notify
Colonel Collins right away.

Yeah, you know,
I've got some questions

I need answered
about this operation.

MacGyver, I know
all this secrecy bothers you,

but the military
has put this RAINS project...

- Pass, please?
- ...on a strictly need-to-know basis.

Well, I need to know why
some guy was killed last night.

Oh, hi, Dad.

Here's all that data you wanted.

I also made a PERT chart
for scheduling deliveries.

Oh, great.

So, Michael, the old man
got you working weekends, huh?

I appreciate your
giving up your Sunday.

Well, as long as I can catch that
Laker-Celtics game this afternoon.

Well, I hope you haven't bet
too much on this one.

Me?

Never.

- Hey, see you around.
- Yeah.

It's good to see you two
getting along.

Yeah. Putting him to work here
is the best thing I ever did.

We've seen more of each other
this year

than all the time
he was growing up.

Well, I guess
what they say is true.

It's never too late.

Excuse me, young man.

I'm in a hurry, mister.

Yes, but uh, didn't we
meet in Paris last winter?

I never travel overseas
before April.

Ah, but it doesn't get warm
until May.

You've kept up
with your homework.

Excellent.

Papillon.

I-I don't get it.

David said I was never
supposed to meet you.

Ah, I'm afraid I have some
rather sad news for you, my boy.

David is dead.

I'm sorry to give you this news.
I know how close you two were.

I can't believe it.
He was like my big brother.

I know, I know.

We've been friends since school.

What happened?

Well, he got careless.

He stepped into a trap...

and got shot trying to escape.

Shot? By who?

FBI, CIA,

NSC, DXS -- who knows?

It's all the same alphabet soup.

The really important thing here
is the operation.

You've got to run that now.

Me?

You want me to be in charge?
You don't even know me.

I know all about you, Chas.

I know where you live.
I know where you work.

I even know who you sleep with.

And I have always known
that you'd be the one

to take Dave's place
should the occasion arrive.

And that time has come now.

I-I don't know
if I'm ready for all this.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

And no one else will.

All we need to
finish our mission

is that final set of schematics.

By the way,
when you deliver them,

I'm going to see that
your share is doubled.

It's up to you now.

You're not going
to let us down, Chas?

THORNTON:
Somehow, Edwards got the specs

of the satellite linkage
before it left Teldar Systems.

Now, our problem is
that we don't know

whether any other schematics
were stolen from Webber,

Macroflex, or Vectorcomp.

This is exactly the kind of
thing we were trying to prevent.

This is a disaster.

The entire RAINS operation
could be compromised.

Just what is this operation?

The details are classified.
Strictly need-to-know.

Yeah, I've heard that before, colonel,
and right now, I need to know.

The Phoenix Foundation
was contracted to assemble

the RAINS unit
and maintain security.

Anything beyond that
doesn't concern you.

I think it does.

Somebody was killed last night.

- MacGyver...
- MacGYVER: I mean it, Pete.

I got to know whether this involves
something I can sleep with.

What can't you "sleep with,"
Mr. MacGyver?

Shady, hip-pocket
political scams, for one.

RAINS is not in that category.
You can take my word for it.

Sorry.

Not good enough.

I'm out of here.

- He can't quit.
- Yes, he can.

COLLINS:
Then replace him.

THORNTON:
He's the best man we have.

COLLINS:
MacGyver! Hold it.

Okay.

You win.

RAINS is an acronym

for Remote Air Identification
Neutralizing System.

It picks up enemy radar signals

and transmits the frequency
to a satellite,

which sends out a wave pattern
that disrupts the signals.

THORNTON: Which makes
any plane virtually invisible.

Well, what kind of operation
is this gonna be used on?

In a minute.

Thornton, how many people have
access to the RAINS assembly room?

Only myself and the lab chief
have pass cards.

The magnetic combination is
changed every morning at random.

[BEEPS]

[BUZZING]

How often is this room
swept for bugs?

Every morning.

COLLINS: And the RAINS
unit here is gonna be used

on a highly sensitive mission.

You two never heard
what I'm about to say.

Our intelligence suspects

a hostile country is building
a biochemical warfare factory.

The DXS wants
to use the RAINS unit

to get a recon jet
through their radar

and shoot some pictures
before Wednesday.

What happens on Wednesday?

We expose the plant to the
United Nations Security Council,

which could save thousands of
people from an agonizing death.

Now, is that nonpolitical enough
for you?

MAN:
Dave Edwards dead.

I can't believe it.

MAN 2:
Neither can I.

I don't care what Papillon says.

I got into this to pay off
my condo, not to get shot.

None of us did.

But we have to finish the job.

Finish the job?

We'll be lucky
if the job doesn't finish us.

If they found Dave,
they can find us.

Look, Papillon put me in charge.

We start
by covering Dave's trail.

Dump everything
that could link him to us.

Right. That's a start.

So, how do we get the satellite
linkage for RAINS out of Teldar?

We don't have to.

The Phoenix Foundation
has it now.

Isn't that right, Thornton?

You got it.

- Ah. How's it going, Michael?
- Hi.

Any luck?

Oh, I've been at it since
7:30 this morning.

This is all I got.

What is it?

It's what's left of Teldar Systems' file
on Dave Edwards.

I'd be willing to bet someone got
into their mainframe, planted a virus,

and wiped out his whole history.

A virus?

When is somebody gonna come up
with a computer vaccine?

It's an epidemic.

We're all at the mercy
of these hackers.

Oh, these are no hackers, Pete.

This is professional sabotage.

Well, where do we go from here?

Edwards worked at State University
before he went over to Teldar.

I have asked the registrar
to send over his file.

Okay.

Let me know what you find.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MICHAEL:
Seven... eight...

nine...

ten.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

We got it all worked out.

Courtesy of Papillon.

A few snapshots of those
satellite linkage schematics,

and we'll all be set for life.

I can't just waltz
into the security lab.

I've already told you guys.
It takes a special pass card.

Show him, Simon.

Here. Move over.

Nine-volt battery.

Card with a blank strip,
and bingo.

You've got an instant copy
of any magnetic code you want.

I've already used it
to boost a couple credit cards.

Works like a charm.

I've already told you guys.

There are only two
in the entire building.

Now, how am I supposed
to get my hands

on a pass card to copy?

What are fathers for?

[TYPING]

Oh, you're good.

Who is?

Well, whoever broke
into Teldar's system

must have hit Edwards'
university file, too.

Well, what's this?

MacGYVER: It's the access
number to Edwards' personnel file.

The number keeps changing.

Are you telling me

we can't access any information
on Dave Edwards?

That's about it.

[SIGHS]
It's these computers, I'm telling you.

Give me the good old days
when we still had paper, books.

That's a good idea, Pete.
Good one.

[DIALING TOUCH-TONE KEYS]

Yes, I'd like the number for the
State University Library, please.

Library!

Yeah, that was a good idea.

Stick with it.

Hey, Dad?

You got a minute?

[LAUGHS]
For you, I've got a minute.

Come on in.

Now, what's up?

Well, I wanted to get
your opinion on something.

Yeah? What's that?

Oh, wow.

[LAUGHING]

Oh, that's beautiful.

Uh-huh.

Well, I've always been
partial to cashmere.

I know.

That's why I got it
in your size.

- What?
- Now, you remember you told me

not to bet too much
on that Lakers-Celtics game.

Well, as usual,
I didn't listen to you...

Michael...

But for once, I was right.

So, I decided to cut you in
on the winnings.

No, you're not giving me this.

Dad, please.

Let me do this for you.

Look, I can't even
consider taking that.

It's... It's too much.

Well, then consider it a payment
on that loan you gave me in college.

That was not a debt.

A father is supposed to
educate his children, all right?

I was happy to do that.

And aren't sons allowed
to show their appreciation?

Now, come on.
At least try it on.

Now, stop it. I don't
know what to do with you.

I don't know what to say.

Well, don't say anything until
you see how great it looks on you.

[LAUGHS]

Well...

All right, just for a second.

Okay.

Oh, boy.

[GRUNTS]

Oh.

Sure feels good.

- Uh-huh.
- [LAUGHS]

Well, I, uh...
[CLEARS THROAT]

I might as well see
what it looks like, hmm?

Oh, Michael!

It is beautiful.

But it's too much.

Who says a guy can't splurge
on his dad once in a while, huh?

[LAUGHS]

I'll say this for you:
you're persistent.

You know, it's really great
having you work here.

I mean, even if it's only
passing in the hall, it's, uh...

it's nice to know you're around.

I feel the same way, too, Dad.

We didn't really get to do a lot of
father-and-son stuff at home, did we?

[LAUGHS]

At home?

I was never at home.

Not enough to be a real father.

Or a husband, for that matter.

I guess I did screw it
up, being a father, but, uh,

maybe we could make it
as friends now.

What do you think?

I'd like that.

[SIGHS]
Me, too.

[QUIET LAUGH]

Well, what do you think?

Maybe I'll go out on the town.
Sweep a few ladies off their feet.

I think you're dynamite.

[LAUGHS]

Listen, I'd better get back
to the salt mines.

Hey, well, now, don't go.

Hey, time's money.

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

Kids.

THORNTON:
Hi.

Find anything at the library?

[SIGHS]
Yeah, I think I got something.

You seen Michael?

Seen him?
[CHUCKLES]

Ah.

Cashmere.

He cleaned up at Sunday's game.

Decided to share his wealth
with the old man.

Go on. Feel it.

- Michael gave you this?
- Yeah.

Really something, huh?

So, what did you dig up
at the library?

Well, I went through
the old yearbooks,

and I found out that Edwards set up
the campus computer club

back in '83.

I...

ran a cross search...

with the members of the club

against the personnel files
of the four RAINS companies

and Phoenix.

Well, did you find a connection?

Yeah.

Five of the members
of the club work

for companies involved
with the RAINS components.

David Edwards was with Teldar.

Alex Percy with Webber,

Charles Gordon at Macroflex,

Simon Fletcher, Vectorcomp.

Well, who's the fifth?

No.

No, not Michael.

It can't be.

MacGyver, there's got
to be some mistake.

He wouldn't be involved
in anything like this.

I'm his father!

He just gave me that jacket.

Was Mike ever alone
with this jacket?

[SIGHS]

[BEEP, BUZZER SOUNDS]

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

COLLINS:
So who is it, kid? The Soviets?

A little glasnost gift
for your comrades?

Why, Michael, why?!

The price was right.

This isn't about money, is it?

Yes.

At first, anyway.

All I had to do was tell them

when the RAINS components
were being shipped to Phoenix.

So they'd know when the designs
were ready to be ripped off.

And delivered to whom?

To Dave Edwards.

Until your people killed him.

Michael, I was there.

If anyone shot him,
it was his contact.

Papillon woul...

Papillon?

THORNTON:
That's French for butterfly.

And that's what we found
on Dave Edwards.

All right, kid.
Who is this Papillon?

I don't know.

I want some answers, now!

I told you I don't know.
I've never met him.

Will you let me handle this?!

Oh, sure, Thornton!

You've done one hell
of a job so far.

All right, will everybody
just settle down?!

Now Papillon wants the plans
to the RAINS satellite linkage.

I say we give it to him.

In person.

You mean... use Michael
to draw him out in the open?

A trap.

And I'm the bait?
No way.

I really don't see
that you have much choice, son.

I can't do it.

Michael, you're the
only one who can do it.

And you will.

Because it's the only
way you're gonna avoid

spending the rest of your life in jail.

No! No, damn it!

No deals.

If Michael is going to help us
clean this up...

it's gonna be because he wants
to do the right thing.

And because he has to be
responsible for what he's done.

Michael...

When were you supposed to
deliver the film to your contact?

Tonight.

At the health club.

[SIGHS]
All right.

Put a wire on him.

But he doesn't leave this room
until we leave for the drop.

Michael...

maybe you did it for the money.

Maybe it was because
you wanted to hurt me.

But what I don't understand

is how you lost the ability
to know right from wrong.

Is there a right and a wrong
anymore, Dad?

The world you operated in
wasn't black and white.

You told me you operated
in the gray area all your life.

I... what I did I did
within the law!

I did it for my country!

Come on, Pete.
Let's go.

You're late.

I'm here.

Excuse us.

- Got the film?
- I said I would, didn't I?

Great.

Papillon needs it by 2:00
or none of us will get paid.

He'll get it... as soon
as we renegotiate my cut.

What are you talking about?
This is a done deal.

MICHAEL: That was before
I had to do Dave Edwards' job.

- CHAS: I'm in charge here.
- MICHAEL: Not anymore.

If you were, you'd know
this stuff is worth

ten or 20 times
what Papillon is paying us.

CHAS: Papillon is not
going to renegotiate.

MICHAEL: He will if he wants the
schematics for that satellite linkage.

CHAS: Oh, man, I never
thought you'd be the one

to pull a stunt like this.

Hey... we're the ones
taking all the risks here.

We should be the ones
who clean up.

What if I cut you in?

Give you a share of my take?

Papillon never has to know.

He'd never buy it.

He doesn't have
a choice, does he?

It's supply and demand, babe.

We're the ones with the supply,

we're the ones who'll
make the demands.

Simple free enterprise.

I don't know...

Look, I'll tell him.

Make the offer myself.

That way,
there's no heat on you.

When and where?

South wing of the Regis
Shopping Mall tomorrow at noon.

You tell Papillon
not to be late.

SANBORN: Every one
is a perfect specimen.

Aren't they lovely?

I wouldn't trade my
collection for a Picasso.

Now, when I put you in charge,

I expected you to
control your operatives,

not them to control you.

I never thought Michael
would turn on us like this.

He's holding the goods.

Well, if our young friend insists,

we have no choice but to oblige.

Tell him that I agree to
this meeting on his terms.

You can't be serious.

I have clients coming at 2:00
to take delivery

on the schematics
of all four components.

Disappointing them could be
hazardous to my health.

So is walking into a trap.

Yes, and that's why you're going
to attend the meeting in my place.

Young Thornton will assume
that he is Papillon.

That way, we minimize the risks

and maximize
the likelihood of success.

And you, my boy...
your loyalty is duly noted.

You're going to be rewarded.

Now Mr. Harrill will
go along with you.

When you obtain the film,

he'll bring both of you back here.

And I think
you should be moving now.

Hans, a moment, please.

Do you think it is a trap?

When our young friends
give you the film

I want you to use this on them.

It fires prussic acid.

It's a deadly gas.

One whiff
and they'll drop like flies.

Now by the time the fuss
is all sorted out,

you and Harrill will be on your
way back here with the microfilm.

Just remember...

get it up, very close...

[GLASS BREAKING]

SANBORN: Have you
any idea what that is worth?

Don't touch it!

- Mr. Sanborn, I'm sorry...
- No matter.

But... since you seem
a little clumsy today,

I'll load this myself.

This is sodium thiosulphate.

The antidote.

Swallow it after you fire the gas.

After all,

we wouldn't want you
dropping dead, would we?

Okay, hurry up.

COLLINS:
We're just about set to go.

Maintain your position.

Target should be arriving
in five minutes.

We'll send your boy out in two.

Understood.

It all started out so simple.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

It was cloak and dagger, a game.

It's just like Dad used to play.

It was no game, Michael.

No matter how you try
to rationalize it,

you sold out your country,

and everything your father
believes in.

You hurt him.

How do you hurt a stranger?

Okay.

So Pete's not some kind
of Norman Rockwell super-dad.

And maybe he wasn't there
24 hours a day

whenever you needed him.

But that doesn't mean
he didn't love you.

Better get out there, kid.

The moment this
is in Papillon's hands,

we'll move in.

Scared?

A little.

COLLINS:
You should be.

You just hand off the film.
Let us do the rest.

Got it.

You brought it?

Where's Papillon?

Right over there.
With the newspaper.

MICHAEL:
That's Papillon?

Find him.

CAMERAMAN:
Got him.

Oh, no!

He's got a gun.
It's a set-up!

Get out of the way!

No, Michael!

Out of here! Move!

[GRUNTING]

Dad!

Hey, Pete?

Pete, what happened?

Pete, what's the matter?

He's dead.

What?

[SNIFFING]

You smell that?

Almonds.

Oh, my God.

Prussic gas, a poison.

Old KGB trick.

Smells like almonds.

Makes an assassination
look like a heart attack.

[GASPING]

Call an ambulance.

There's no time.

What are you talking about?

Works too fast.
There's nothing we can do.

No, there's got to be.

Prussic gas is a form
of cyanide.

Sodium thiosulphate
will neutralize it.

Sure.

Where the hell are you gonna
find that in the next two minutes?

Stay with him.

Medical emergency.
I need some photo fixer.

- Get him up.
- [GROANS]

Come on, Pete. Drink.

Come on. Drink.

[GASPING]

That tastes terrible!

Welcome back.

Michael! Where's Michael?

They got him, Pete.

SANBORN: Well, things
didn't go exactly as planned,

but we can't argue
with the results.

Excellent.

Oh, I trust Mr. Kreese
took his medicine as planned?

He did.

Good fellow.

He always did follow orders.

Papillon, what is this?

Figure it out, Chas.

If he didn't need the other guy,
he certainly doesn't need us.

He's got what he wants.

For your sake, I hope so.

My customers should be here
in less than an hour.

Watch them while
I process the film.

Gentlemen... take a seat.

You know, Pete, you really
should be taking it easy.

Yeah, sure.

Well, what about
our friend here?

Well, there was no wallet
on the body, no ID at all.

Looks like cyanide poisoning.

Yeah? I thought he took
a pill before I went out.

COLLINS:
Another KGB trick.

Probably was told it was
an antidote for prussic acid.

COLLINS:
What's that?

THORNTON:
"P. Sarpedon m"?

Code?

Well, Sarpedon was a warrior
in ancient Troy.

Other than that, I...

Wait a minute.

Well, come on.
Have you got something?

Well, species of butterflies

are named after characters
in Greek mythology.

"P" stands for papilio,

the genus, sarpedon,
is the species,

and "m" the gender, male.

This is a name tag
to a butterfly collection.

Listen, this Papillon
is obviously into butterflies.

Maybe he's a collector.

I mean, it all fits.

So we know he likes butterflies.

So what?
Where does that get us?

Well, butterfly collectors
subscribe to journals,

lepidopterist magazines,
stuff like that.

Right! Have your people
trace the subscribers

to every butterfly magazine
they can find,

and then cross-reference that
with the DXS. Come on.

The film is genuine.

My clients will be very pleased.

Oh, there's some shovels
in the cellar. Go get them.

Got an address?

Good work.

They came up with
19 possible names.

One of 'em practically set off
all the bells and whistles.

Robert Sanborn.

Sanborn?

Who's he?

He wasa naval attaché
stationed in Europe.

Up until they suspected him
of selling

classified information
to the highest bidder.

Yeah, he resigned,
but they never proved a thing.

Well, where do we find him?

He has a country place
about 15 minutes out of town.

The federal boys are working
on the paperwork now.

Paperwork?

We need search warrants.

We can't make a move
without authorization.

Yes, we can.

We're talking
about my son's life.

I trusted you.

Oh, trust is such
a worthless commodity.

Now, security --
that's priceless.

And I've determined that
the best way to ensure mine

is for you two
never to be seen again.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Here they are.

SANBORN: Shall we
take a stroll in the woods?

After you.

SANBORN: Keep going, boys,
down there towards the lake.

MacGYVER:
We're not too late.

Yet.

Hold it.

Looks like
they're expecting company.

That's a chopper pad.

THORNTON:
So now what?

MacGYVER: I think we stand a
better chance if we can split 'em up.

Think you can make your way
through the woods

without being spotted?

Yeah, sure.

Where are you gonna be?

I'm gonna try and
break up their party,

draw one of them down there.

Turn to our left there, boys.

Okay, that's far enough.

Now, boys, I have one
last little chore for you.

Dig.

Dig!

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

Right on time.

MAN:
Red light.

Something's wrong.
Better hang back a minute.

Where's he going?

Something's wrong.

Something must have
scared him off.

Take care of these two.

Forget the digging.

They'll never find you out here.

On your knees, both of you.

Please. Please don't.

Freeze! Drop it!

Now! Drop it!

Hey!

Give...

Oh! Aah!

[YELLS]

Drop it! I said drop it now!

- [LOUD BOOM]
- [YELLS]

It's too hot for me.

We're out of here.

I think you just
missed your flight.

Pete...

you about ready to go?

Ready as I'll ever be, I guess.

Pete...

a parent can only take
so much responsibility.

[SIGHS]

I wish it was that simple.

I think we're all responsible.

And I think some of us,
maybe a lot of us,

have been sending out
the wrong signals.

I guess we'd better go.

Oh, yeah.

So did your lawyer talk
to the prosecutor?

Yeah. He said my cooperating

could help get me
a reduced sentence,

but I'm still gonna have
to serve time.

[EXHALES]

I'm scared, Dad.

I know.

Me, too.

Michael, do you remember
what I said about being friends?

Well, that still goes.

And friends
stand by each other...

through everything.

I'm your friend.

Come on.
Let's go, son.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: Tommy Giordano
was a good friend of mine.

Had been since the first time
I gave him a bath

and got wetter than he did.

I'd known Tommy's mom,
Mary Ruth,

since I first came
to the Phoenix Foundation.

She was a lab technician,
one of the best.

Her husband, Richard, was
a successful surgeon.

They had everything a family
could want...

except a happy marriage.

The divorce was hard,

but now mother and father were
both suing for custody of Tommy.

Tommy really didn't understand
why his mom and dad were

suddenly at war with each other.

Or why he had to be
one of the casualties.

But you could see, he was
carrying around a lot more pain

than you'd think could fit
into an eight-year-old kid.

MacGyver,

if I go live with my mom,

my dad will think
I don't love him anymore.

And if I go live with my dad,

my mom will think
I don't love her.

I promise you,
that's not how it works.

See, you got to live somewhere,

so somebody has to have custody.

They both understand that.

Is that a rule?

It's better.
It's a fact.

Like two part hydrogen
and one part oxygen?

And it never changes?
That kind of fact?

Yeah.

I don't know...

It's a little tough now,
but I promise,

it gets easier.

There she is!

Come on.

Bye.

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, honey.

I pay you a fortune and you
can't even get me visitation rights.

You verbally abused
your wife for nine years,

then you started in
on the judge, Dr. Giordano.

You didn't give me
a lot to work with.

Anyway, you'll have visitation
rights after six months.

You're gonna live
with me, Tommy.

What about Dad?

You'll see him soon.

Don't make any trouble.
It's not gonna help.

We'll talk about it later.
Come on.

Just a second.

MacGyver.

- Hi, son.
- Hi, Dad.

Look, Mary Ruth,
I wanted Tommy with me.

I admit I've been upset.

But let's call a truce.

Make it easy on Tom?

Friends?

I'd like that.

Tommy would, too.

Can I talk to him
alone for a minute?

Say goodbye?

Dad, why can't we just call
the divorce off?

I'd like to.

But you know your mom.

Speaking of that,
you know how much trouble

she has taking care of things?

How she gets hysterical?

Well, if that happens
and she can't handle things,

I want you to call me, okay?

I will.

Look what MacGyver
bought me, Dad.

He's taking Mom and me
to the aquarium this afternoon.

I wish you were coming, too.

Me, too.

But I'll see you soon, huh?

You did the right thing.

Go back to law school... jerk.

You made the right decision
to blow this afternoon.

Peter Vaccaro could
make his move any time.

I knew his father, Albert.
Peter I don't know.

Albert Vaccaro never got
into narcotics.

He was like me.

He didn't want to see the stuff
get into schoolyards.

Peter, he don't care.

He thinks
I'm dribbling my oatmeal.

I'm going to have to shred
his tail feathers.

Narcotics is
a lucrative business.

Don't talk stupid, Paulie!

You got to draw
the line somewhere.

Me, I'm an old man
in baggy pants.

Pretty soon I gotta answer
for what I done.

I don't want ten-year-olds
on my conscience.

Peter Vaccaro could wait
a fast couple of years

and Joe Catano is history.

It's stupid to kill an old man.
Better to let life do it.

Excuse me.
Someone to see you, Mr. Catano.

I don't believe it.

Hello, Uncle Joe.

Paulie, you remember
Richard Giordano, huh?

He used to be my nephew
until he gave me the bum's rush.

Uncle Joe, that was
a long time ago.

I need help. It's Tommy.

He's sick? An accident? What?

It's private.

I'll, uh, make some calls.

See that they have the ranch
ready for us tonight.

Your jet's all arranged.

I'll be taking a commercial
flight later on.

Yeah, yeah, thanks,
Paulie, thanks.

Tommy's been taken away from me.

What do you mean, taken away?

His mother divorced me.

She got custody.

I didn't even get
visitation rights.

Don't lie to me.
You run around on her?

No, she left me!

Lied about me in court.
They believed her; that's it.

You're telling me the truth?
That's all there is to it?

That's all. I swear.

No court's got the right

to take a son away from
his father just like that.

I came to you.

You're the only family I have.

Oh, when you're in trouble,
I'm family, huh?

Want to go to college,
I'm family.

Medical school, I'm family.

Set you up in a fancy
medical practice, I'm family.

But when things are going good,

I'm just an old guy you don't
want to see around your son, huh?

I was young.

You was out of line.

I look at you, I don't know you.

You're not a Catano.

You're not like any Giordano
I ever knew.

The only thing you ever got
from a Catano was a lot of nerve.

What can I say? I was wrong.

But I want my son.

That's the first human thing
I've ever heard you say.

Uncle Joe, I swear to you,
if you help me,

I'll make it up to you.

You'll like Tommy.
He's a terrific little boy.

He looks just like Mama.

You should have left that out.

You were beginning to win me
over until you overdid it.

What are you talking about?

Even when you were a kid,
you manipulated, played on people.

Always told them what they wanted
to hear until you got what you wanted,

then threw 'em away like
a used up piece of Kleenex.

I'm sorry I bothered you.

Hold it!

I didn't say I wouldn't help.

I just wanted you to know
I was wise to you.

Where is the boy?

At the aquarium.

A friend of his mother's
took them.

Well, it so happens
I'm going on a little vacation

to Canada tonight.

It'd... be nice to have the boy
up there with me.

I'll arrange something.

TOMMY:
Wow, he's a giant!

What are they called, MacGyver?

Arapaima gigas.

Awesome.

They're so rad.

If I were a fish,
that's what I'd be.

That or a shark.

Do they have sharks here?

Yeah, right around the corner
in the next gallery.

Can I go see 'em?

All right, but don't
go running off, honey.

Okay.

You know what?

Hmm?

I'm scared to death.

Of what?

I don't know.
Everything.

I've never really been alone.

All those years of Richard
telling me I couldn't do anything...

after a while
you start to believe it.

I think it's about time you
start believing in yourself.

Where is he?

MacGYVER:
There he is.

Hey!

MARY RUTH:
Tommy! Stop!

That's my boy!

Tommy!

[MUFFLED YELL]

Surprise!

Dad!

Tommy!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Tommy!

POLICEMAN: How long have
you had sole custody of the child?

Since this morning.

Well, that means the custody
papers haven't even come down yet.

Wha...?

It'll take a few days.

And you have to have
proof that Mr. Giordano

doesn't intend to return the child.

What... what
are you talking about?

He's kidnapped my baby!

Look. In a few days, when
you have the right documents...

What good are documents if
you give him time to disappear?

I'm sorry.

Right now, this
is a civil matter.

I wish there was more
I could do.

Oh, MacGyver, what
am I going to do? What?

[SOBBING]

TOMMY:
Dad, what's going on?

We're taking a trip.

Your mom got custody

but, before you go
to live with her,

we get to take a trip.

It's part of the deal.

No kidding?
Where are we going?

To a ranch in Canada.

I haven't got my clothes
or a suitcase or anything.

We'll get some new ones.

What's Mom going to do?

I guess she'll be with MacGyver.

Hey, you're going
to like the ranch.

I used to visit Uncle Joe
up there when I was your age.

Who's Uncle Joe?

UNCLE JOE:
That's me.

Your grandmother was my sister.

That's why I'm Uncle Joe.

So how come
I never saw you before?

Well, I was away,
but now I'm back.

You know what I got in Canada?

Horses. Do you like horses?

Yeah!

Yeah? You and me
are going to be pals.

I like him.

One of those horses is just
a little bit bigger than you.

Wow.

Here we go.

Mary Ruth, I want
you to know that

we're doing absolutely
everything in our power

to get Tommy back
safe and sound.

Thank you, Mr. Thornton.

Call me Pete, huh?

So what is a surgeon doing with
a couple of professional thugs?

Well, I think
I can explain that.

When we hired you,

Phoenix did a thorough
background investigation on you.

Now, that's standard procedure.

But the review included
Richard's family background.

Have you ever heard
of Joseph Catano?

There was an Uncle Joe.

He came to visit
when Tommy was born.

He... he brought
a huge teddy bear.

But Richard was in a hurry
to get rid of him.

I never saw him again. Why?

Who is he?

He is the absolute, undisputed
head of the Catano crime family.

I lived with Richard
for nine years.

How could he keep that from me?

Well, our information
is that Richard broke

with the family some time ago.

So, since he's an established
surgeon in his own right,

we didn't consider
the connection

to be a security risk
when we hired you.

I can't believe
this is happening.

What am I going to do?

I think we can start by trying
to find Joseph Catano.

I have a call in
to George Kaplan.

He handles organized crime
over at the FBI.

Yeah, but this
is a civil matter. Remember?

Just like always,

Richard's winning again.

He's not doing this
because he wants Tommy.

He's doing this because
he can't stand to lose.

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

HELEN: Mr., Thornton, there's
a call for Mary Ruth on line three.

It's Tommy.

Uh... go ahead, Helen.
Put it through.

Tommy?

Mom...

Tommy, where are you?

I'm at Uncle Joe's with Dad.

I just called to say goodbye.

What do you mean, goodbye?

We're going
to Uncle Joe's ranch.

I thought you knew.

Where's the ranch, Tommy?

[DIAL TONE BUZZING]

I was talking to Mom.

No time for that now, kiddo.

We're on our way.

I wanted to say goodbye to Mom.

You can call her
from Canada, okay?

Well, who's this?

Look at this kid.

Is he a Catano or what?

It's Richard's son.

Tommy, this is Paul.

- Hello, Paul.
- Hi, Tommy.

CATANO: We're going to
see a lot of Paul at the ranch.

He's so efficient,
I could sleep all day.

He's like talking to a computer.

But who's perfect, huh?

Mr. Vaccaro, it's Paul.

It's all set for tomorrow night.

Get your people up there.

Tell them to check into
the Timberland Motel in town.

I'll get in touch with them and
give them their instructions.

No, sir.
The security's no problem.

I can get them past it.

Yes, sir.

Goodbye.

Tony, I want you
on the gate tomorrow night.

Yes, sir.

Yeah. Got it. Okay. Thanks.

Here's Catano's address.
Get over there.

Kaplan's meeting you.

I'm still working on getting your
custody papers rushed through.

MacGyver. Mrs. Giordano.
I'm George Kaplan, FBI.

Where's Tommy?

Catano's people filed a flight
plan for his private jet.

He's on his way
to Canada by now.

Canada? Well, can't
you do something?

Stop the plane!

You have to understand.

The bureau can't get involved
unless there's a federal crime.

Don't tell us.
It's a civil matter.

I'm sorry.

But it's kidnapping!

You have to help me.

Don't you understand?
I have custody.

Why can't you have them arrested
when they get to Canada?

It's just not that simple.

You're talking
about international law.

It could take months
to get through legal channels.

Maybe even years.

Not good enough.

In circumstances like this, most
people hire a private detective

to snatch the child back.

KAPLAN: But, in this case,
I wouldn't advise trying that.

Why not?

For the past few months,

there's been trouble
between Joe Catano

and the new boss of the
Vaccaro family -- Peter Vaccaro.

There's a contract out
on Catano.

He's gone to the pads.

What does that mean?

It means Catano's in hiding.
He's got a price on his head.

Oh, God. That means
Tommy's in danger, too.

I wish there was something
I could do to help,

but my hands are tied.

Yeah? Well, mine aren't.

Any law that says
I can't go after Tommy?

Yeah. It's called kidnapping.

It takes a parent
or legal guardian

to bring the boy across
the international border.

Otherwise, you're the one
facing the charges.

What if we both go after Tommy?

Look, I'm advising against it.

The only way you're going
to pull this off

is if you do it together.

We'd be walking into
a pretty messy situation.

Look, I've seen Richard do
some mean, manipulative things,

but I never thought
he'd put Tommy in danger.

He's not going
to get my baby killed.

I'm going.

How come those guys
have guns, Uncle Joe?

Some people work hard
all their lives getting things,

and other people work hard
all their lives

stealing what you worked for.

Now, Tommy, I want you
to do me a favor, huh?

You're not to go
outside that gate, huh?

Okay.

Okay.

- Tommy's okay.
- Oh, thank God.

Can you get in there?

Well, in the daylight...
all those guards...

might be a little tough.

MacGyver, look.

They must be from the other
family Kaplan told us about.

Looks like they're doing the same
thing we are, for different reasons.

You mean they came
up here to kill Joe?

All right, come on.
We'd better keep an eye on them.

Make sure they don't
move before we do.

Now, how does that feel?

I'm riding!

Oh, how about that, huh?

You're doing good. Yeah.

You know, R.J. --
that stands for Royal Jasper.

Some name, huh?

They always name
horses like that.

The good ones, anyway.

Now, you look at his neck, huh?

Proud and high.
Good legs.

That's because family
is everything with horses.

Just like it should
be with us Catanos.

You know, I only
met your mother once.

Tell me about her.

Well, sometimes she's funny,

and we have a real good time.

But when Dad's around,
she cries a lot.

I think she's smart,
but don't tell Dad that.

He doesn't think so.

That's 'cause she messes up
when Dad's around.

He makes her nervous.

I think I'd like her --
your mother.

See that?

MAN:
So now what?

MAN 2:
We wait, is what.

As soon as we get the phone call,

we move in and
we get the job done, huh?

Here's our room.

It looks like
they're in room nine.

What do you say we check
into the room next door?

Whatever happens in there,
back me up.

Room ten, please.

They're all exactly alike.

Oh, not on the scale of the
great cosmos, they're not.

We want ten.

Why?

Numerology, man.

Numerology?

[SIGHS]
The karma of any number

that's not divisible
by two or five

just puts us into a
cosmic tailspin, totally.

Right, babe?

Oh, right.

The wrong number really
messes with my polarity.

Ten.

Are you two from California?

For sure.

JOE:
Now taste this.

RICHARD:
Yeah, I know that property.

- Yeah, it is a good location...
- Hmm?

I think it could work.

Okay.

You're kidding.

You can do better than 15%.

Dad, can I call Mom now?

I'm on the phone.

I mean when you finish.

You said I could call.

She'll be worried
if I don't call.

Hang on for a minute.

Yeah, thanks.

[SIGHS]
I brought you on a trip.

I bought you toys.
You have horses to ride.

Isn't anything enough for you?
It's just Mom all the time?

Don't you like being with me?

Sure I do.

Then I don't want to hear
any more whining.

Sorry about that.

I told you
15% is not good enough.

You have to speak bad
to the boy?

I was on the phone to Austria.

I was about to wrap up a
partnership in a clinic in Vienna.

Vienna?

You're going to Vienna?
With Tommy?

You snatch him away from
everything he ever knew

and now you want
to take him to Vienna?

Where they don't even
speak English?

It's a very lucrative practice.

I have to make some
plans for the future.

For you.
All for you.

Nothing for the kid.

He'll have everything he wants.

All he wants is to be a kid.

Your kid.

What'd you want him for?

Because he's mine.

But he's not a silk tie
or an alpaca sweater.

He's a kid, Richie.
A kid.

TV ANNOUNCER: ...familiar
face I spotted in the crowd --

one of the top NHL player agents,
Fred Thompson.

Fred, is there anybody down
there on ice level

who can play in the NHL
with the potential to play?

THOMPSON: That kid Kirby seems
to know where to put the puck.

He might be just the kind
of material the Mustangs...

What are you doing?

Well, the only way we can
find out what they're planning

is to patch into
their phone line.

Can you get me a coat hanger?

The first thing I got to do

is shove our phone line
over to their junction box.

And connect our phone to theirs.

TV ANNOUNCER:
Maybe they can end this quickly.

No, the last break...

Now I've got to connect
the lines.

I'm gonna have to
get in their room.

I'll need five minutes.

What?

You're going to have
to get them out of there.

How? What'll I say?

Whatever it takes.

Tell them the car won't start,
you need help. Anything.

I can't.

You have to.

Now go.

I can do this.

What do you feel like?

I don't know.

How about some Chinese, huh?

Hey, you think they got
Chinese food in Canada?

Yeah, sure they do, huh?

Come on.
[CHUCKLING]

You pay.

I'll flip you for it.

Oh, yeah.

[CAR DRIVES OFF]

They're gone.
They went out to eat.

All right, if you see
them coming back,

knock on the wall.

I'm going to call the store.

Oh, that's some toy.

My friend, MacGyver,
gave me one like it.

Uh-huh...

That's why I wanted this one.

It runs with this
remote control.

You can program it to do stuff.

Will you look at that?

You know, I could never
understand that.

You're a very smart kid,
you know that?

I could teach you.

Would you do that?

Oh, that's great.

Oh, look at it go.

[GIGGLING]

Look at that...

I figured out
maybe you'd like it

if Uncle Joe put you
on a plane tomorrow...

send you back
to see your mother.

You mean it?

Yeah.

Thanks, Uncle Joe.

How would you like it
if I called you up sometime

just to shoot the breeze?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Make him go...

[PHONE RINGS]

[RINGING]

- [KNOCKING ON WALL]
- [PHONE RINGS]

- They're coming back already!

[PHONE RINGS]

[PHONE RINGING]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

Is that our phone?

[PHONE RINGING]

[RINGING]

[RINGING]

Hello?
[DIAL TONE BUZZING]

Hello?

Missed it.

What'd I tell you?

- [YELLS] Oh!
- [CRASH]

Leave me alone!

[BANGING]

Oh!

Stop it!
Leave me alone!

What's that?

Either a fight,

or maybe somebody's
really in love, man.

[CHUCKLING]

- [CRASHING]
- [CHUCKLING]

Oh!

[SCREAMS]
Oh!

[SCREAMING, GLASS BREAKS]

No...!

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Please, you gotta help me!

He's tearing up everything!
I think he's gonna kill me!

Who, lady?

My boyfriend, he's gone crazy!

You got to help me!

Look, lady, it's not
our problem, okay?

Oh, please!

He's gonna kill me!

He's hurt me before.

All right.

Come on.

The jerk's gonna hurt her.

I guess he left.

You ought to lock the door.

Oh, I will.

It was really sweet of you guys
to help me though.

I was really scared.

Look, uh, if he comes back...
don't let him in, okay?

No, I won't.

Thank you, really.

I don't know what I would have
done if you hadn't been there.

Thanks again.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Nice going, ace.

[PHONE RINGS]

- RIZZO: Where were you?
- TOM: What?

We got dinner
and brought it back.

- What's the game plan?
- Listen.

Is there a delivery truck
in the parking lot?

See if there's a delivery truck
in the parking lot.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's your way in.

I've got Tony on the gate
with another guy.

Take out the other guy.
Tony's with us.

TOM:
Yeah...

You pull up to the house,
and blow the horn twice.

When you do that,
I take out the old man.

You handle
the two bodyguards inside,

and Tony will clean up
in the bunkhouse.

You got it?

We saw a kid this afternoon.

RIZZO:
Everybody goes.

Now move.

On our way.

[LINE CLICKS,
DIAL TONE BUZZING]

All right, you can't
call out on this.

Get to a phone
and call the police.

Where are you going?

With them.

They don't get any smoother
in this setup.

I don't like whacking the kid.

Same here,
but we got a job to do.

[ENGINE STARTS]

I need the police, quick!

Don't do that, lady.

You'll give me a heart attack.

It's an emergency.
Call the police!

- There are no police here.
- What do you mean?

There's a Mountie base.
It's an hour away.

Look, somebody's going
to kill my little boy

at the Catano Ranch tonight!

Is this a prank, lady?

Does it look like a prank?

Just get the Mounties to the
Catano Ranch as fast as you can!

Okay.

All right!

Wait a minute.

Go check the back.

Hi.

[SILENCED GUNSHOT]

Okay, one down.

I'll call the house.
We just drive in nice and easy.

Remember, once we open fire,

nothing comes out
of there alive.

It's Tony.

The delivery's here, Mr. Rizzo.

Good.

Let's go.

[STARTER CRANKING]

- What's wrong with it?
- I don't know.

[STARTER CRANKING]

MAN 1: Neither one
is a three-year-old.

MAN 2:
Boy, I tell you,

I didn't play him because I felt

the track conditions
were unfavorable.

- Too hot, huh?
- Mm.

Nah, I tell you.

I would have put
a couple of K on him.

He don't like the heat.

[MAN COUGHS]

Did you use
too much garlic here?

How about some salt?

I'm dry, though.

Any beer here?

No, there's some milk
in the, uh, refrigerator.

You want to get some?

No beer, but milk we got.

Wednesday.

I can't stand
to see the kid unhappy.

And I'm not letting Richie
carry him off to Vienna.

- [STARTER CRANKING]
- Give it some pedal.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Yeah!

Go.

I'll take care of the guys
in the bunkhouse.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

- It's the delivery.
- Hmm?

Go give 'em a hand.

Hey! What gives?

What's that?

It's the delivery...

from the Vaccaro family.

So they got to you, too, huh?

Nothing personal, Joe.

It's business.

Who are you?

[DOORKNOB RATTLING]

My name's MacGyver.
I've come to take Tommy home.

- [GLASS BREAKS]
- Come on. Hurry up.

What's going on here?

MacGyver!

What's he doing here?

Never mind.
Get the boy safe.

Vaccaro's people are here.

Where are you going?

This is your war, old man.
I'm getting out of here.

Without the kid?

Up there. Cover me.

Tommy, stay quiet.

Uh, there's a bunch of 'em.

I'd forget about trying
to shoot it out.

You got a better suggestion?

Maybe.

What are you doing?

Alcohol, ammonia...

Acid from coffee descaler.

If I can hook up
the power source...

That should be enough
to set off the alcohol.

After it blows,

the rest of the stuff
will make a smoke screen.

After that...

we're on our own.

Let's take some cover.

When I hit the button,
be ready to move.

Ready.

All right, let's check
downstairs.

[COUGHING]

My, my,

haven't we been busy?

[YELLS]

Awesome, Mom.

Tommy!

Take Tommy home.

I'll see Richie
doesn't bother you anymore.

I don't know how
to thank you, MacGyver.

Both of you.

Hey, we love Tommy,
too, you know.

Oh, I don't mean just for Tommy.

I mean for me, too.

And thanks to you,

I've done things
I never dreamed I could do.

Like polishing off a hit man
with a skillet?

Right.

Thank goodness now
all I have to do is be a mom.

Are you kidding?

In a few years you're gonna be
dealing with a teenager.

- THORNTON: Yeah, puberty.
- MacGYVER: High school.

Borrowing the car.

Let me try it.

Come on.

Pete!

Better let me drive.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
I'd been doing volunteer work

at the Challengers Club
for years,

dropping by whenever I could.

The club began with a dream
and an empty building.

With some hard work
and imagination,

it had survived for 15 years.

When something was needed,

it was usually
donated or scrounged.

I'd added some stuff
to the weight machine.

I knew the kids would be
thrilled with the results.

It'll never fly, man.

I knew you could do it,
MacGyver.

Well, give it a try.

MAN:
You invented it. Go ahead.

Come on, Rico. Get on there.

No way.

I'm too young
and good looking to die.

[CHUCKLING]

No sweat.

Can't be that bad.

Come on, slim, move it.

WOMAN:
Booker!

Booker!

The city council meeting
is in two hours.

Don't worry. Plenty of time.

If the council doesn't
approve our funds,

the Challengers Club's 15th
anniversary may be its last.

We have to get ready.

Hey, you never told me
things were so bad.

If I did, you'd worry.

And worrying is Cynthia's thing.

She does it better
than anybody I know.

[KISSES]

It's a dirty job,
but somebody has to do it.

I'll tell you what.

I'll worry about the money,

Cynthia can
worry about the time,

and, MacGyver, you can
worry about the plumbing.

Huh?

Kitchen sink's busted.

Ah.

Hey!

Get the hell out of there!

What?

He's stealing the truck!

Hey!

- Hey!
- Come on.

Hey!

Get out of there, kid.

Come on out of the truck, boy.

[ENGINE STRUGGLING]

Hey! Get out of there!

- You ain't going nowhere!
- [ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

You've had it now!

Get in the car
and get after him!

Don't worry, we'll get him.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Officer! Over here!

A kid just stole my van.
I think I know where he went.

Get in.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

How many N's in
the word "anniversary"?

Good question.

How many D's in
the word "dictionary"?

Ray, what's going on?

CYNTHIA:
Stop.

Get out of here, now!

All right boys, slow it down.

Out of the way.

This isn't your fight.

Well, there isn't going to be
any kind of a fight at all.

That's the kid.

Arrest him.

What are the charges?

Mr. Larson is saying that
this kid stole his truck.

Oh, man, he's lying.

Are you gonna believe him
or three witnesses?

I'm afraid you have
to come with me, son.

Tell me the truth, Ray,
I want to help you.

Yeah, by turning me
over to the cops?

What happened, Larson?

One of your kids
got caught in the act,

and you can't cover
for him this time.

I've had it with you people.

BOOKER: Larson's
been lobbying city council

to have the Challengers Club
shut down.

Says we attract gang
members and drug addicts.

Doesn't he know you run
an anti-drug program?

He knows it.
He just doesn't care.

So far we've been able
to convince city council

we're a positive influence.

So far.

This thing with Ray couldn't
have happened at a worse time.

Jenkins, you got a minute?

So what's going
to happen to him?

He'll be detained under 602

of the Welfare
and Institution Code

until he gets
a date to appear in court.

Well, it sounds like all those
years helping Booker

study for his law exams
didn't go to waste.

[CHUCKLES]

Sometimes I wish he had
gone on to practice law.

But you know what he says.

"By the time a kid
needs a lawyer..."

It's already too late?

Mm-hmm.

Ray's a repeater, Booker.

He's been running with a gang
since he was ten years old.

BOOKER:
Used to run.

He's been doing great
at the Challengers Club.

His mother's in the hospital.

I can't release him if there's
no one to release him to.

- What about Cynthia and I?
- I know what you're gonna say,

but you and Cynthia already got
half a dozen kids in your custody.

Unless you find somebody else,
Ray's going to jail.

Where can I possibly find
somebody who could...

What?

Hey, I don't even know the kid.

Kids like you once
they get to know you.

MacGyver's qualified.

He used to work full time
at the Challengers Club.

That was years ago, Booker.

Okay.

If it's gonna be
a burden to you...

I didn't say
it was gonna be a burden.

Oh, man...

Good luck.

Hi.

Name's MacGyver.

I'm told kids like me
once they get to know me.

Yeah, well, I'm no kid.

And I don't like you.

And I sure as hell don't
want to get to know you.

Okay, well I guess we're
off on the wrong foot.

I hate when that happens.

Why don't we start over?

Hi.
Name's MacGyver.

And I'm going to be on
you like green on grass

till Booker gets out of
that council meeting.

Put on your seat belt.

[ENGINE STARTS]

They got temporary custody.

But if the kid runs,

Booker's gonna look worse
than if the kid was in jail.

So you just make sure
the kid runs

and keeps on running.

Let's go.

Ray...

Ray, instead
of busting this bag open,

why don't you just
tell me what happened?

'Cause you wouldn't understand.

Why wouldn't I understand?

'Cause you ain't black.

So what you're telling me
is I can't understand

because we're
not the same color?

No, I'm saying you're white.

And that means you play by
a whole different set of rules.

All right, I'll bite.
What rules?

White rules.

Like when a white man says
something, people believe him.

White rules say when a white man
walks down the street after dark,

the police wave hello.

They don't jack him up
and shake him down.

You really believe that,
don't you?

I live it.

Where are you going?

Where you ain't in my face.

I can't let you do that.

Oh, is this more of your rules?

Not my rules. Booker's.

I ain't going nowhere.
Just to shoot some hoops.

Or maybe you don't
trust me either?

He's on him tight.

Trying to get a shot
to the basket...

[GRUNTING]

Uh, I don't want any trouble.

We don't like your
kind around here.

Be better all 'round
if you just disappear.

Or your nappy head
is gonna look like this.

[HISSING]

Keep on running, boy!

That's it, run!

You can stop when
you reach Africa!

I don't know where he is.

Ray can deal
with his own problems, man.

There are a lot of people
looking for an excuse

to shut this place down.

If I don't find Ray,
he may give it to 'em.

Boxers don't make the Olympics
training in the streets.

You need this place, Rico.

I know where Ray's
old gang hangs.

Maybe he's getting down
with them.

That's good.
That's real good.

Just sell the crack.

Don't smoke it.

Understand?

Long time, Ray.

Thought you were on Booker's
college program.

Come here...

What's up?

I need a shooter.

You need a gun to get
into college now?

You got a piece or not?

You move some crack for me
and you got it.

I don't deal crack.

Take the piece.

We'll deal later.

Ray?

You with the man.

You all alone.

Man, what are you doing here?

What do you need a gun for?

Revenge?

I didn't come here for no gun.

Just came here
to shoot some balls.

You ain't cool here.

Why?
Because I'm white?

Segregation is over, Ray.

I'll believe it when I see it.

What's it gonna take to get you
off my case?

How about a game of eight ball?

If I win, you tell me what
happened with Larson.

I lose...

I'll leave you alone.

Rack 'em and say goodbye.

Item number five on the agenda.

Funding request for
the Challengers Club.

Mr. Wilson?

Thank you,
Mr. Chairman...

council members.

You all have copies
of my report.

So I'm sure you're
familiar with the numbers...

the statistics...

the amount of money
we're asking for.

I came prepared to talk about
that today...

but I won't.

I'm going to talk about kids.

Because that's what
Challengers Club is all about.

There are people here today
who are going to tell you

we have some bad kids
at the club.

Well, I'm going
to tell you how bad.

Kids who come from bad homes,

broken homes,

no homes at all.

Hungry kids... cold...

beaten and broken kids.

Kids who fix and use drugs
for kicks.

They're mad.

Mad at you, mad at me...

mad at the world they see.

A world without opportunity.

RAY:
Didn't leave you much.

Oh, you left enough.

Gotta learn to look at
all the angles, Ray.

I got a couple of shots here.

[SNORTS]

Four ball, bank, back here.

That was luck.

No, that was physics.

For every action, there's an
equal and opposite reaction.

Say what?

If you go gunning for somebody,

they're gonna come
gunning for you.

All kinds of kids
come to our door.

But when they do, that door
better be open.

Because if it's not,
if that door is locked...

then we've not just turned
them away from a hot meal

or a training program,

we've locked them out
of our hearts...

out of our society, and slammed
the door in their faces.

That is the door you
can leave open today.

The door of opportunity...

for kids who have no other.

That is your choice.

RAY:
Okay, MacGyver, you're up.

That leaves me in
pretty good shape, Ray.

All I see is the six ball.

Yeah, that's the obvious shot,

but I'm looking at
the not so obvious.

Combination three ball
in the side.

That leaves me in shape
for the five...

Gotta play position, Ray.

I don't need no play-by-play.

I see what you're doing.

Look for the openings.

Not what's in front
of your face.

Check out what's down the road.

What my friend, Mr. Wilson,
sees is not what I see.

He sees kids who are troubled.

I see kids who cause trouble.

He sees an abused kid.

I see a kid who abuses.

He sees a neglected, hungry kid.

What I see is a kid who would
rather buy drugs than breakfast.

He calls it a shelter.

I call it a hangout.

He calls it the answer.
I call it the cause.

Mr. Wilson represents
a minority.

I represent the majority --
the honest working man,

who is sick and tired
of these people coming in

and destroying
our neighborhoods,

our businesses, our properties.

These people don't pay taxes!

Mr. Chairman! What do
you mean, "these people"?

The neighborhood is
made up of all races.

Then why is it no white
children go to your club?

Gentlemen, please.

Don't you call me racist!

The people in my
neighborhood are afraid.

They're afraid of the drugs,
the junkies and the gangs

who murder on our doorsteps...

who steal from me,
and hide in his club.

He's making blanket statements
on the basis of color!

You make a commitment,

you got to follow through.

Eight ball...

right back here.

- Oh!
- Whoo!

You gonna talk, or walk?

Talking ain't gonna
change nothing!

People like Larson

are always gonna
hate people like me.

Just because we're black.

So you hate him back.

Ray, the hate has got to stop
somewhere.

It has got to stop!

That ain't gonna change nothing.

Every action has a reaction.

You have got to believe that.

LARSON: This community
is sick and tired

of the drugs and violence.

Drugs and violence are
part of society everywhere.

The Challengers Club works
with ex-drug addicts,

and ex-gang members
to offer an alternative!

LARSON: There are
other alternatives --

like jail

or reform school

or closing the club.

I like that one.

This club has been a cancer in
this community for too long.

And I have a petition here,

signed by concerned members
of the community,

who want that place shut down.

There's one of his
"innocent kids" from the club.

That boy stole a truck from me,
and tried to run me down.

Then he tried to find somebody
who would cover for him.

I think you should let Ray talk.

That's not a good idea,
MacGyver, not now.

LARSON:
...and where did he run to?

Where did he go for sanctuary?

The Challengers Club.

Mr. Wilson doesn't
offer opportunity,

he offers protection.

Who else is he covering for?

Drug dealers? Killers?

CHAIRMAN:
Mr. Larson, thank you.

We'll take your petition
into consideration.

As there are no other speakers,
I'll ask council to...

Mr. Chairman... excuse me.

This boy is in the
Challengers Club program.

I think we should hear
what he has to say.

We'll allow a few brief remarks.

Give it your best shot.

I used to run with a gang.

Would you state your name,
please?

Raymond Collins, Junior,

and I used to run with a gang.

Until Booker caught me breaking
into the Challengers Club.

Instead of turning me in
to the cops,

he made me work at the club...

and put me on a job training
program.

And it's a good thing, too.

Because, when my mama was sick,
I needed to look for work.

This morning, I went to Mr. Larson's
print shop looking for a job.

This boy is lying
through his teeth.

He came looking
to steal my truck.

[GAVEL POUNDING]

Mr. Larson, he has equal time.

There was a sign in the window.

Said "Help Wanted."

So I went in and asked for
a job application form.

He said he didn't have any.

So I asked if I could
leave my name.

One thing Booker taught us was
never to give up easy.

Not to be...

Not to be intimidated.

So I told him I knew Booker,
and I was on his program.

That's when he said he might be
interested in me after all.

He asked me if I could drive.

I said "Yes," so he gave me
some keys

and told me there
was a van out front.

So I went to drive it around
the back, just like he asked.

I turned my back and he stole
the keys.

As soon as I got in the van,

Mr. Larson and his friends
came out to the street

waving baseball bats and yelling
that I'm stealing his truck!

LARSON:
I don't believe this!

This is nothing but a boy lying
to save his skin.

RAY:
That's what happened.

I took his truck...

but I was afraid they
were gonna kill me

if I didn't get out
of there quick.

I'm sorry if this
messes up the club.

You may not believe me,
but that's the truth.

That took guts, Ray.

This is garbage.
That's not what happened.

Are you people gonna
fall for that?

Didn't any of you hear
what I said?

He fabricated that whole story.

CHAIRMAN: As there are no
other representations on this matter,

I'll ask council now to vote
on the appropriation of funds.

They don't believe me.

How about that for a reaction?
They believed you.

- They did, didn't they?
- You did it!

[LAUGHTER]

- What happened?
- What happened, Smiley?

They brought that punk kid in
you were supposed to run off,

and had him up in front of the council
calling me a liar to my face.

And that bunch of trash bought
every word that little spade said.

I'll take care of the kid.

The kid ain't the problem.

It's Booker.

He looks good and he talks good,

and he's got everybody thinking
he and that club are clean.

Well...

it's time we took care
of Mr. Clean.

It's not too bad.
Anybody hurt?

Not yet.

- What's going on here?
- Just a little accident, that's all.

Hold it!

Put him on the floor!

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Did you find something?

Yeah, it's pretty interesting.

Elementary physics?
That's good stuff.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey, I never realized it was
a manual for shooting pool.

Listen, all that stuff I said

about you not understanding
because you're white...

I'm sorry.

Just goes to show you,

you can't judge a book
by its color.

Oh, man, I hope they ain't here
because of me.

Oh, my God!

Let's check it out.

He'd call and tell me
if something happened.

He always calls.

DETECTIVE: Are you sure
that Booker was driving?

Yes, he... he just went to pick up
some things for the dinner.

What happened?

The police found Booker's car,
but Booker's gone.

He was involved
in some kind of accident.

No sign of Booker at all?
No witnesses?

Can we talk in your office?

[SIGHS] We found some glass
from broken headlights.

And chips of blue paint from
whoever hit him from behind.

Have you any idea what this
would be doing under his front seat?

It's crack. Rocket Brand.

Booker would never let anybody
with drugs in his car. Never.

I hope for Booker's sake
the gangs aren't after him.

The gangs? Why?

Maybe they don't like him
pulling their members off the street;

maybe they don't like
his anti-drug programs.

No. The gangs stay clear
of Booker.

Crack makes 'em
do crazy things --

there's been three gang murders
in the last month around here,

all crack related.

Listen...

if you hear from him,
let me know.

What does Rocket Brand mean?

Crack dealers put brand names
on their stuff

so the customers will come back.

Do you know anybody
that sells that brand?

I could scope it out.

Yeah. Find out if whoever
sells it saw Booker tonight.

And... be careful.

Right.

First you tell me
you want a gun,

but you don't want no product.

Now you tell me
you don't want no gun,

but you want some product.

I told you, Booker's in trouble.

What goes around comes around.

That's all Booker ever gave me:
trouble.

You know something
about where Booker is?

I ain't seen Booker, man.

Forget him.

Come on back and earn
some of this.

Make more than
any college man makes.

Get yourself a degree...

in pharmacology.

Hey!

Stand off, Ray!

I used to be tight with you!

Like my own brother!

Used to be!

Now you tight with Booker.

That's right.

I asked Booker for help,
and he gave it to me.

Now I'm free of this! Free!

'Cause this ain't nothing
but more slavery!

Now, you can stay on
this cocaine plantation

till you die, if you want to.

But not me,
'cause I'm gonna be free.

Now, I want to know
who deals Rocket Brand!

You gonna help me or not?

There's no need for that.

Well,

let's hear one of your
slick speeches now.

Killing me won't close
the Challengers Club.

You can't murder an idea.

You're smart,
and you got a slick tongue,

but you're not gonna make
any more pretty speeches.

[PANTING]

Come on.

RICO: We've been talking
to everything that moves.

Again, nothing.

Nobody's heard or seen a thing.

We gonna keep this up all night?

Whatever it takes.

MacGyver!

I found out who's been
dealing Rocket Brand.

A gang called the Demons.

But there's something
weird going down.

The Demons haven't been
dealing Rocket Brand

for the past couple of weeks.

Anybody else sell that brand?

No, none of that crack's
been on the street

since the Demons' supplier
got busted.

And the really weird part
is that Booker

never had a run-in
with the Demons.

The whole thing's a setup.

What do you mean, it's a setup?

Well, somebody's working hard
to make it look

like the Demons did this --
too hard.

Right.

Where's their turf?

Come on, where do we go?

[DOOR CREAKING]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[QUIETLY]
Booker?

Booker.

[GASPING]
Oh... Booker!

God!

No!

[SOBBING]

Why? Why...

[SOBBING]
Oh, why! Why!

[QUIETLY]
Oh, no, no, no...

[SOBBING]

Oh... Booker!

My God!

Oh, God, baby...

Come on.

Booker!

Booker!

Booker!

That's my husband.

Booker?

Booker!

Oh, Ray... Ray...

[SOBBING]

DETECTIVE:
You found the body?

Would you come with me, please?

So you didn't touch anything
except the door on the outside?

That's right.

Looks like a drug execution.

That doesn't make any sense.

Well, you tell me when it does.

When they cut a man's throat
that way,

they call it
a "Colombian necktie."

It's a message not
to mess with their gangs.

I'm telling you...
the Demons didn't do this.

How do you explain this?

His pockets were filled with it.

Same bags were found in his car.

Yeah, so?
What are you trying to say?

Maybe he was trying to
raise a little quick cash.

Not a chance!

Somebody's trying
to make it look

like Booker was murdered
by the Demons.

Well, they're doing
a good job so far.

- It's a setup!
- Can you prove it?

Can I have the label
off that bag?

Sure...

if it helps.

Keep it.

Listen, uh, I'm sorry.

I-I know a lot of people
used to respect Booker.

Still do.

Demons came through.

And, you know, they
knew you were here.

They swear they're being framed,

and they haven't sold
Rocket Brand for two weeks.

Where do the Demons
get their labels printed?

They don't.

They do it themselves on a
copy machine so it can't be traced.

Grab the first aid kit,
will you?

It's between the seats.

Hey!

How'd they know I was here?

It's their turf.

They got spotters everywhere.

Uh... labels look the same.

This is the one from the Demons.

Printed on a copy machine.
Nothing comes off.

This one they took off Booker.

It came off.

Different printing methods.

This one uses ink.

Probably from an offset press...

like a printer would use.

Larson.

He set Booker up,
just like he set me up!

Contact the police.

Tell them to meet me
at Larson's print shop.

That's on Broad Street?

Yeah.

Make sure you burn them.

It's evidence.

Do it.

MacGYVER:
Hey, remember me?

[SCREAMING]

Is that what's it all about?

Spreading hate?

Just tapping a vein,
you might say.

You should read it.

I'd flush it.

[WEAK CHUCKLE]

But this will tell the truth.

I got a feeling we'll find the
ink that matches this label

somewhere in here.

You murdered Booker.

But the police are gonna think
the Demons did it.

Same as they'll believe
I shot you

protecting my property
when you broke in here.

[GUNSHOT]

Why?

Why did you kill him?!

[PANTING]

Because he's black.

Because he talked too much.

I hate niggers
who talk too much.

You know what you should do
with colored people?

Drown 'em
when they're first born,

save everybody a lot of trouble.

- No!!
- MacGyver!

Get him out of my sight.

I loved Booker, too, MacGyver.

MacGyver!

MacGYVER:
Put it right there, guys.

I'll need some help
to set it up.

I thought you weren't
coming in till next week.

Hey, I was just
in the neighborhood.

Oh, yeah.

Well, what's all this?

Come here.

The Phoenix Foundation

has donated a physics
demonstration lab.

Voilà!

A pool table!

The kids are gonna love it,
MacGyver.

Yeah, I think so.

So where's Ray?

I think it's time
for another lesson.

Oh, he's around here somewhere.

There he is.

How ya doin'?

I guess a little bit of Booker
is always gonna be here.

Yeah. I think so.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Boy, you don't know
how glad I am to see you.

Gee, thanks.

You know how much
I love conventions.

What's the big emergency?

Well, I wouldn't have called,

but they haven't hooked
up our display yet.

It takes five unions

to change a light bulb
around here.

And the convention
starts in three hours.

You called me down here
to change a light bulb?

Uh, not exactly.

How's my girl?

I'm just a little nervous.

I mean, this place
is pretty fancy.

You can do it.

You are beautiful.

There's something
special about you.

You got class.

You can be working places
like this all the time.

You're my number one girl.

That's why I expect
the best from you.

What do you got for me?

- Is that it?
- Mm-hmm.

You've been in there
almost two hours.

The convention doesn't even
start for a couple of hours, okay?

There's a lot of business
in there.

You just ain't been
working it hard enough.

Oh, oh...

Don't sit on the car, baby.

I'm sorry, Skin, okay?

I'm hurtin' a little.

I need to get fixed up.

Come here.

You're my special girl.

I know you can do it.

I believe in you.

That's what love's all about.

Prove you love me
as much as I love you.

Five bills by tomorrow morning.

Honey...

Thanks, Skin.

You got to do better, Kandy.

There ain't gonna be
any more of this.

I'll do better, I promise.

MacGyver, how's it
going back here?

Who made this mess?

Why, is it terrible?

Well, I tried to fix it myself.

I was desperate.

Hi.

Hi there.

You want a date?

A date?

Sure.

Let's go for it.

Are you kidding?

How about you?

Shouldn't you be in school?

I'm on a field trip.

Do you want to help me
with my homework?

I don't think so.

[SIGHS]

[SCOFFS]

You believe that?

She can't be more than 16.

Yeah... going on 40.

Oh, you got it!
You got it.

Oh, nice work.

We're back in business.

We're not the only ones.

Oh, no.

Yeah, right.

[CHUCKLES]

I've only been here an hour,

but I can tell this
is a real party town.

I guess so.

Yeah, we're gonna
have us a good time.

Listen, uh, you've done
this before, haven't you?

Sure.
I mean, what do you think?

Good.

'Cause I'm, uh,
kind of particular.

Listen, maybe you should
find someone else.

Tell you what,
I'll pay you double.

Leave me alone, you sicko.

Let go of me!

Is there a problem, sir?

Yeah. What kind of a hotel
are you running here?

That girl there,
she just propositioned me.

I'll take care of it, sir.

What's going on?

A trick just turned weird on me.

Please, just cover for me.
Please?

Seen a young lady
in a black mini?

MacGYVER: Uh, yeah, a little
while ago. She went upstairs.

He's gone.

Thanks.

Trouble just never lets up,
does it?

[SIGHS]
No.

So, now what?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

Good luck.

Where are you going?

I was going to grab
something to eat.

Do you want some company?

I didn't mean company-company.

I just...

Just forget it.

Hey.

Buy you a soda?

The name is MacGyver.

It's Crystal.

Nice to meet you.

Dessert?

No, thanks.

I'm trying to watch my figure.

So, you know what I do.

What about you?

I work for
the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, so like, what do you do?

I mean, as your job?

Well, I guess you could call me
a, uh, troubleshooter.

I, uh, help people.

Like people in trouble?

Something like that.

Good money, huh?

You know...

I would be
the perfect date for you.

I mean, no commitment.

The perfect business
arrangement, you know?

Maybe once a week.

Crystal...

would you stop the hustle?

It really doesn't
look good on you.

Look, I'm just doing this
for my boyfriend.

Yeah, right.

He needs the money to get
new mags for his car.

It sounds like he loves his car.

He loves me.

Sometimes you love somebody,

you get into things
you wouldn't ordinarily do.

That's not a boyfriend.

That's a pimp.

He has other girls, right?

How do you think
they got started?

I'll bet you have to bring in
$200 tonight,

or he'll turn you out. Right?

$500.

[GROANS]
Oh...

By tomorrow morning.

Listen, I got a friend
who can help you out.

You can get a decent place
to sleep, some good food...

What's the catch?

No catch.

What do you say?

Okay.

Okay.

They're all real nice people.

You can stay as long
as you want.

Oh, man.

What's the matter?

It's Snakeskin, and
I don't have any money.

Maybe that place is a good idea.

Come on, get in.

Crystal!

She's with me.

Sorry, pal.

She's working the hotel.

Why don't you just
get back in your car

and forget about her, all right?

Oh, whatever you want.

Customer's always right.

I'll pluck your eyeball
like an olive.

Capisce, pal?

[GROANS]
Yeah.

I capisce your whole game, pal.

My car!

Oh, man, what are you doing?!

[GROANS]

Come here.

[YELLS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

You'll pay for this, pal.

Well, this is it.

Why are you doing this?

I mean, what's in it for you?

Does there have to be
something in it for me?

Hey, you must want something.

All right.
Yeah, I want something.

I want to go home and sleep,
which I cannot do

if I know there's a little girl
roaming the streets

with her face all painted
up like a clown,

turning tricks for a lowlife
reptile with a switchblade.

Why do you care
what happens to me?

I don't know.

I just do.

Come on.

He has a new tooth.
Show your tooth, babe.

Hang on a second.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Any room at the inn?
- You know us.

Nobody ever gets turned away.

- Who is she?
- Her name's Crystal.

Never could say no to a stray,
could you, MacGyver?

All right, all right.
Come on.

Hi, Crystal.

I'm Cynthia.

Hi.

How long have you
been on the streets?

About a month.

Do your parents
know where you are?

My mother is dead.

She died in a car accident.

I'm sorry.

It's no big deal.

And your father?

I don't know where he is,
and I couldn't care less.

Well, we have to tell him
that you're here.

Darlene?

Yeah?

This is Crystal.

Introduce her around, will you?

Sure.

I'll see you later, huh, Crystal?

Promise?

Yeah. I promise.

Thanks for everything.

You bet.

She's working for a pimp
name of Snakeskin.

Oh, I've heard of him.

Specializes in little birds
with broken wings.

Don't worry.
We'll take good care of her.

Thanks. Good night.

Good night.

Tonight you got a warm,
clean place to sleep,

and tomorrow you can stay or go.

Okay.

House rules: No hooking
while you're here, no dope,

and no contact with Snakeskin.

Yes, I know him.

How did you get mixed up
with trash like that?

Listen, Crystal.

So far, you don't have
any tracks on your arms,

and nobody has
rearranged your face.

You still have a chance.

If you stay here,

we'll give you all
the support you need.

The choice is yours,
not Snakeskin's.

Yours.

Now, about your father.

Please don't call him.

All right.

That can wait until tomorrow.

CRYSTAL:
My mother is dead.

She died in a car accident.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mr. Harry Jackson?

Yes.

Your wife Celia Jackson?

Son-in-law James MacGyver?

HARRY:
What happened?

I'm sorry to tell you, sir.

There's been an accident.

Car went off the road,
down into Miller's Creek.

They both drowned.

They both drowned.

What's the number?

Yes, I got it.

Yes. Thank you. Bye-bye.

I had to hock my watch
to get out of the gas station.

Crystal picked my pocket.

You should be more careful.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Come on.

- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Crystal?

Ten to one she's gone back
to that pimp with your money.

Any idea where he lives?

Yeah. 210 Second Avenue.

On the corner.

Listen, would you mind
putting out some feelers?

See what you can find out
about her.

She's from Riverton.

I'll call their
police department.

Maybe she's on
the missing persons list.

Thanks.

Hey, be careful down there.

That girl's got
more guts than brains.

Skin's not gonna be too happy
to see your face around here.

You shouldn't be
coming back here, Crystal.

You ain't number one no more.

Skin doesn't carry that blade
'cause he likes to shave.

I didn't do anything.

That's the thing, sweetie.
You shoulda been working.

I've got some money for Skin.

Give it to me.
I'll make sure he gets it.

You don't get nothing.

I did pretty good, Skin.

I got some money.

Look, I didn't want
to go with that guy.

I did it for you.

Look, don't you turn on me, too!

- I need you!
- That's right, baby.

You need me.
I took you in.

But I don't think you've been
showing your appreciation.

Give me another chance, Skin.

Please?

SNAKESKIN:
What's this?

Doesn't look like enough
to make a car payment.

Are you holding out on me?

CRYSTAL:
It's all there. Honest.

I'll get more. I promise.

SNAKESKIN: But you
keep letting me down.

How am I supposed to trust you?

This ain't enough.

Skin, don't be mad at me.

I love you.

Now, you got a flaky way
of proving that.

CRYSTAL: I'll get you
the rest of the money.

SNAKESKIN:
I'll tell you something.

You listen or I'll cut you!

Where do you want me to cut you?

Here? Here? Where?

Skin, please! I'll get you
the rest of the money!

Please!

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

SNAKESKIN:
Somebody's messing with my car!

Sammy!

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

Come on! Get in!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Trying to save what's
left of your life.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Get in.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[CLATTERING]

What?

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[THUDDING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[THUDDING]

- What are we doing here?
- That should be obvious.

I don't want to go to jail!

You should have thought of that
before you picked my pocket.

I was scared.

I had to give Snakeskin
something.

Please don't take me to jail.

You won't stay at
the Challengers Club.

You won't go home.

You go back to the street,
you'd be lucky to survive a week.

Now, I don't see
that I have much choice.

I want to go home, but I can't.

Why not?

I got stuff to work out
with my dad.

It's all my fault, but I just...
I just got to work it out.

Yeah, well, that elegant palace
where Snakeskin lives

is no place
to work anything out.

Can I go home with you?

What?

Not to party.

I need someone to talk to.

You're the only one who seems
to care what happens to me.

Please?

[ENGINE STARTS]

CRYSTAL: I once knew a guy
who had a houseboat.

He said he liked the feeling
of... being, uh...

On the water?

Detached.

That's the word.
Detached.

This is nice.

Well, it's home.

Yeah.

I know about people
who live on houseboats.

They like to drift around.

Uh, shower's upstairs.

There's a robe and some clean
towels in the laundry hamper.

I never seem to get
around to folding.

You need a woman in your life.

Get up there.

- You hungry?
- Starved.

I'll see if I can whip
something up.

Okay.

Hey, I like the change.

Nice uniform.

[CHUCKLES]
Thanks.

Hey, you really can cook.

Well, I wouldn't be too quick
to judge until you've tasted 'em.

These are my world-famous
whole wheat

and banana pancakes.

Are they okay?

Mm-hmm.

MacGyver,

how come you're so willing to
get into trouble for me?

I don't know.

I guess it's just the way I am.

Oh, I'm just the opposite.

I'm always running away
from trouble.

Problem is, I just
can't get away from it.

Caught in a loop, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Same with you, right?

Except you're always running
to trouble.

So your scene's just a different
kind of loop.

Yeah, I guess.

Yeah, we're both runners.

Yeah?
What are you running from?

I don't know.

Maybe myself.

My mom died.

And my dad's a cop.

He just works all the time.

Don't you think
he still misses you?

He's glad to have me out
of his hair.

We have problems.

What kind of problems?

You wouldn't understand.

Now you.

What about your parents?

My mom died of a stroke.

I was in Afghanistan
at the time, on assignment.

I didn't even hear about it
until the day of the funeral.

Never had a chance to say
goodbye.

What about your dad?

He died in a car accident,
with my grandmother.

I was seven.

Wow.

How old were you when
your mom was killed?

It just happened last year.

Do you ever feel like...

like your dad abandoned you?

No.

Kind of the opposite.

It's like I abandoned him.

What do you mean?

I can't help but wonder,

that if I'd gone
with them that night,

I might have been able
to do something.

So you mean you feel guilty,

like you're being punished
for not doing something?

I guess. Sometimes.

Me, too.

I always... feel like I did
something wrong.

I just can't figure out
what it was.

Does it have something to do
with your mother's death?

The accident, maybe?

I'm really tired.

Why don't you crash upstairs?

I'll take the couch.

Okay.

You know,

for two people who seem
so different,

we sure are a lot alike.

By the way...

my name's Jennifer.

Good night, Jennifer.

Yes?

Hi.

Sergeant Reiner.

You called me last night
about my daughter, Jennifer.

Oh, yes.

Come in.
Sit down.

She's fine.

She's staying with a
friend named MacGyver.

We'll give him a call.

So, how long has she been gone?

About a month.

You know, if the officer on duty

hadn't recognized your daughter
from my description,

I wouldn't have been able
to contact you.

Well, I'm very glad
that you did.

I've been worried sick
about her.

Why is it you didn't report her
as a runaway?

I don't need a lot of questions
from the people I work with.

I see.

Well, what's she told you
so far?

Not much, I'm afraid.

Can't believe
what she says anyway.

It's been one lie after another
for so long,

it's like she forgot
how to tell the truth.

- [PHONE RINGING]
- Excuse me.

Hello, Challengers.

Hi, MacGyver.

Yes.

He's here with me now.

Yeah?

Well, that's good.

Yeah, uh, I'll see
if she's up to it.

Thanks, Cynthia.

Yogurt, sprouts...

your taste in food
is pretty grim.

Cynthia found your father.

Oh, yeah?

What'd he say?

Goodbye?

No, actually, he said
he wanted to see you.

Yeah, right.

Hey, you said you two
have problems.

Aren't you in the least bit
interested in working 'em out?

Yeah.

Yeah, but I don't think
he's ready for it.

He came into town to find you.

It sounds to me
like he might be.

Maybe it's you that's
not ready, huh?

You going to carry this
around with you

or you going to try
and deal with it?

Thanks for getting me
these things.

How do I look?

Like Jennifer.

Come on.

He's in my office.

I'll be okay.

Hi, Jennifer.

Hi.

Those people... Who...?

They're okay.

They're nice.

What did you tell them about me?

What do you mean?

Well...

about, uh, about you and me.

Is that all you care about?

What people might think
if they find out?

Look, I came here today to try
to talk to you about everything.

- Why did I even bother?!
- Please, please be quiet.

No, I won't be quiet!
Just get away from me!

You're my dad!
You're supposed to protect me!

You don't care about me!

You're just afraid all your cop
buddies will find out what a sick...

Nothing's changed.

You'll never change!

What's going on here?

- Honey...
- Hey!

I'm sorry.

Every time you beat me,
you said you were sorry,

but you never stopped!

Tell them about the night
when Mom was killed.

Tell them about that!

Jennifer, please!

Her eyes were so full of tears
that she drove off the road.

I didn't kill her!

It wasn't my fault!

Jennifer, wait!

What's going on here?
What'd you hit her for?

Look, it's none of your business,
now back off.

That's MacGyver.

Look, it's a misunderstanding.

I'm sorry.

It's family.

Great. Now where's
she going?

MacGYVER:
Probably back to Snakeskin.

Snakeskin?

Her pimp.

Her pimp?

You're telling me my daughter
is hooking?

Some dirtbag
put my kid on the street?

I'll kill him.

You're not going to do anything.

I'll find her.

Where do I find this guy,
this Snakeskin?

- Where is he?
- I'm not telling you anything.

You need help,

as bad as she does.

Make sure you get it.

This is Sergeant Reiner,
Riverton P.D.

on clemars to Metro P.D.

This is Metro clemar.

Go ahead, sergeant.

Request you access
vice-prostitution moniker files

for a pimp
whose AKA is Snakeskin.

I need a last known address.

Roger.

I want to see him.

Yeah? Well, he wants
to see you, too.

Yeah? Who is it?

It's me. It's Crystal.

[SOBS]

What happened?

My dad.

He hit me.

[SOBBING]

Excuse me...

Back off or I mace the face.

That's not mace.

It's hair spray.

Whatever.

What do you want?
This is my bin, see?

Well I was just looking
for something.

You're lookin'
in the wrong place, Jack.

Get your own route.
This is mine.

How are you fixed for cash?

Fine.

I'm the heir
to the Rockefeller fortune.

Ah. Well, then I guess you
wouldn't be interested

in an extra...

twenty dollars?

Well...

In case the inheritance
doesn't come in right away.

Skin, don't.
She doesn't need that.

I think Crystal and I want
to have some time alone.

[CLUCKS TONGUE]

So...

why'd your old man
knock you around?

He blames me for my mom
getting killed.

And it wasn't my fault.

I know that, baby.

Hey, what are you doing?!

Get away from that car!

I'm not leavin' until
I pick up my stuff.

That wreck shouldn't be here.
It's an eyesore.

Do you know how much
this stuff's worth?

I got some good stuff here.

Get away or I mace the face.

Think you can get fresh
with me, young punk?

Keep your hands to yourself

or you'll be sorry.

[FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS]

Where is she? Where?

On the top floor.
Second door on the right.

You better hurry.
He's gonna give her some heroin.

Be careful. He's got a gun.

If he sees you, he'll use it.

One time when my dad
was beating me up,

my mom finally stopped him.

And he hit her, too.

So she took me away.

She shouldn't have been driving.

She was crying so hard
that she couldn't see the road.

He said it was my fault.

Don't cry, baby.

You're with me now.

I'm gonna take good care of you.

Hey, man, where do you
think you're going?

Anywhere I want to.

Now turn around.

Assume the position.

Lighten up, man.

Against the wall!
Now spread 'em!

Hello.

Now, where's Snakeskin's place?

Stay cool, all right?

I don't know.

Look...

he's got my daughter, all right?

Now where is he?

Where?

310.

SNAKESKIN: I'm gonna
fix you up with something.

It'll make you feel better.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

- Yeah?
- Skin,

there's a cop on his way up.

It's Crystal's old man.

Your old man's a cop?

You didn't tell me?

Come here!

[WHIMPERS]

Come on!

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Police! Open up!

CRYSTAL:
Go away!

Want your daughter, man?

It'll be piece by piece
unless you back off!

We're going down
the fire escape.

[YELLS]

[GUNSHOTS]

She's the last kid
you ever put on the street.

Don't do it, Daddy! Don't!

He turned you into a whore.

No, he didn't!

You did!

You did!

Wow, I can't believe it!

So you heard from her father?

He's in counseling.

The courts are gonna work out
some supervised visits.

They'll have
to take it from there.

Oh!

What about Jennifer?
Counseling helping her?

At least she understands now

that her mother's death
wasn't her fault.

She isn't guilty of anything.

I'll catch you later, MacGyver.

You know, I finally
got you figured out.

Why you're always
on the brink of disaster.

Yeah? What's the
conclusion, doc?

Well, part of you
is still trying

to stop your dad and grandma
from dying in that car accident.

And another part of you is
still trying to get home in time

to say goodbye to your mom.

Those things weren't your fault,
MacGyver.

The first step's realizing that.

Maybe so.

Bye, MacGyver.

See you around, Jennifer.

You need help?

Call National Runaway
Switchboard: 1-800-621-4000.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE WHINING]

[CLANKING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

MacGYVER:
I was ready for a lazy week

of serious scuba diving
off the Grand Keys.

A Spanish galleon
loaded with treasure

had gone down
over four centuries ago,

and I was going to spend
my vacation looking for it.

But... Pete Thornton
had another idea.

It also involved
treasure hunting,

but he told me I could leave
my Hawaiian shirt at home.

The Phoenix Foundation
had assigned me to lead

a US-Soviet expedition
to recover

over $100 million worth
of Russian gold.

It had gone down
with a military cargo plane

in the last days
of World War II.

The only American
among the Russian crew

was also the plane's
only survivor --

a young navigator named
Lieutenant Turk West.

Colonel Turk West,
Mr. MacGyver.

Hey, colonel.

The gear has
already been loaded.

Thanks.

How much did your man Thornton

brief you on our mission?

He told me
the Air Force satellite

spotted the location
of your plane.

Not the Air Force,
MacGyver. Me.

I even stayed in the Reserves

so I could keep searching
for that plane.

And now after all my effort,

Uncle Sam isn't gonna
get the gold.

The Russkies are.

Well, they paid
the 12 million they owed.

It belongs to them.

If I had my way, I'd give it all
to the Afghan Freedom Fighters.

They could use that hundred
million that bullion's worth now.

So could the Russians,
for earthquake relief.

If you buy that line,
you believe in the tooth fairy.

Well, here come the Russians.

- Allow me.
- Thank you.

Mr. MacGyver.

I am Air Marshal Barinov.

And it's a very great
pleasure to meet you.

Yeah, it's good
to meet you too, general.

Hello, MacGyver.

You look the same.

Somebody obviously
forgot to tell me

you were assigned
to the expedition.

I'm surprised.

This is my project.

I requested you.

MacGyver, it's been five years.

You don't seem pleased
to see me again.

You're right. I'm not.

This way, sir.

Colonel West, the years
have treated you well.

Well, if you insist
on military protocol,

you'll find your arm
getting very tired.

Sorry, general,
once I serve under a man,

it's hard to forget.

Even after 45 years?

That's one flight
I'll always remember.

I know what you mean.

Of the hundreds of missions that
I was in charge of during the war,

that one haunts me, too.

This is Dr. Natalia Velskaya,
Ministry of Economics.

Oh, yes, the keeper of the gold.

These are the latest
enhanced satellite photos.

According to our experts,

this bright spot here is
the tail section of the plane.

Why, after all these years,
does it only show up now?

The Arctic wind
patterns shifted.

Instead of keeping the
plane buried, it's exposed it,

temporarily.

How temporary?

Very.

We got a storm brewing.

Once it hits,
we'd be lucky to get out.

My government's offer of a
transport helicopter still stands.

It could be here tomorrow.

Yeah, so could the storm.

Load up.
We leave in an hour.

NATALIA:
Why are we stopping?

We're losing our trail.

I better check it out.

I have read your
official report, colonel,

but it does not
tell me everything.

How bad was the storm?

It was terrible.

We were fighting
80-mile-an-hour headwinds

trying to stay on course.

We'd used up
almost all our fuel.

I wanted to find
a place to set down,

but Captain Orbensky
thought he could make it.

And then our #1 engine
caught fire.

That's when he ordered me
to bail out.

He said he wanted
at least one survivor

to organize a rescue mission.

He was wrong, you know.

I could have found
a place to land,

in spite of the one bad engine.

Is there anything
I can do to help you?

Yeah, stay out of my way.

MacGyver, why don't you...
lighten up?

I'm not Mata Hari.

All right.

Maybe you can tell me
exactly why you're here.

I'm trying to make a difference.

I have seen the faces
of the children in Armenia.

No food, no homes.

Recovering this gold
is important to them.

And to me.

You know, you gushed just
like that back in Helsinki.

What was it? Something
about your uncle trying to defect

and needing my help?

That was five years ago,
MacGyver.

I had no choice. Not then.

Why should I believe you now?

Because times have changed.

And because it is the truth.

BARINOV:
That's it.

That's the plane.

After all these years.

I never thought...

What kind of scanner is it?

Ultrasound.

It's a prototype developed
by the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, the fuselage is intact.

The pilot put it down
in one piece.

Cargo door seems to be missing.

That's how we'll get in.

But how?

Oh.

That'll do it.

45 years...

My men are not here.

Well, that means
they survived the crash.

WEST:
One bar?

There were over 500 bars
of gold in this crate.

Where's the rest of it?

Where's the rest of it?

A ghost plane
and one bar of gold.

Not much for thousands of
starving people, is it?

Well, the crew couldn't have
moved that much gold very far,

so there's a chance
we'll still find it.

That is what I've always
admired about you.

The way you...

never let go
of something worthwhile.

MacGyver...

please, I would like
to clear the air.

What happened with us
in Helsinki.

My uncle was planning to defect,

but the KGB found out.

They threatened
to put him in prison

if I didn't help them obtain
those papers you were carrying.

All these years
I have wanted to apologize.

That is why I asked for you
on this project.

Okay.

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

Here, let me help you with that.

[GRUNTS]

Looks like those boys were
carrying more than just gold.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Some memories this brings back.

- Oh...
- [LAUGHS]

Here, you try.

What you Americans
call "white thunder."

Ah. White lightning.

150-proof alcohol.

Oh, that's right, MacGyver.
You don't drink.

The crews on these flights

were supplying one another

with rations of
hard-to-come-by items,

and this lightning

would likely be traded for
American cigarettes or nylons.

How strange things were then.

Things are kind of strange
right now.

With a cargo door missing,

an entire crew,
500 bars of gold?

Where can they be?

Maybe the plane can tell us.

Well, it looks like
they had fuel.

How do you know?

Oh, the gauge
is frozen at its last reading.

See if you can find
the pilot's log.

It might give us
an answer or two.

Colonel...

MacGyver has discovered
something interesting.

Really? What?

The fuel gauge is
stuck at half full.

What do you make of that?

I don't know.

Could be a blocked fuel line.

I, uh...

I think
I'll take this outside, sir.

[WIND WHISTLING]

I could use an interpreter here.

NATALIE:
"Contents classified, secret.

To be opened only by
authorized U.S. military personnel."

MacGYVER:
It's a Dictaphone.

The manifest listed a
box of transcriptions.

According to what I read,
they would record interrogations

of high-ranking German prisoners

and send them
to Washington for study.

MacGYVER: These old recording
cylinders are pretty fragile.

I don't think they'd keep one
on the spindle to transport it.

It could mean that the crew made
a recording after they crashed.

Could be right, doctor.

Natalie. Please.

Well, it looks like
they had it rigged

to the plane's
electrical system.

So how do we listen to it?

That's a good question.

[WIND WHISTLING]

That looks great, MacGyver,
but how do we amplify it?

Give me your bear.

My Mischa?

He's my good luck, MacGyver.

Be careful.

Sorry.

NATALIE:
All for a good cause.

Let's hope we get lucky, huh?

[WIND WHISTLING]

[YELLS] You sabotaged
that flight, West!

Because of your greed,

two good men died.

Let the past die with them.

You don't have to add
new blood to old.

You're a soldier,

not a murderer!

- Give it up!
- I can't!

Almost every day of my life,
I've thought about that gold.

I failed the first time.

I won't today.

It's going to be mine.

All mine!

[BOTH GRUNT]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

All right, hold it steady.

MAN [STATICKY, GARBLED]:
It is December 2, 1944.

Hello, Comrade West.

This message is from your crew.

We found the timing device
you made to shut off the petrol.

And we have prepared
for your return.

You can find us
and your treasure by locating

the coordinates
on the back of the gold bar.

[GARBLED]
We will wait for you,

Lieutenant West.

[ENGINE STARTING]

West.

[SNOW CRUNCHING]

How did West think he could
succeed at such a plot?

He was the navigator.

[GRUNTING]

All he had to do
was pick a point

where he wanted
the plane to crash,

and estimate the flying time
it would take to get there.

Then it was just a matter

of rigging the fuel system
with a timer.

He bails out
and the plane goes down.

Yeah, except the storm threw
the plane off course.

This is not working.

[SPEAKS RUSSIAN]

We are done for.

I remember you don't drink,
but somehow,

this seems
like a good time to start.

MacGyver, that much
will finish you off.

You have an idea.

Yeah.

Grab the sleeping bags.

[AIR HISSES]

Uh, take one of the strings
off that and soak it in alcohol.

Here.

Keep that coming.

[SPEAKS RUSSIAN]

Cheers.

Got a light?

The Helsinki Ambassador Hotel.

Where we met.

Glad you're sentimental.

Let's go!

What if it doesn't work?

It worked.

[WIND WHISTLING]

[NATALIE COUGHS]

Now, West -- how do we find him?

We'll follow the cat tracks.

Oh, Sergei,

you deserve better than this.

You devoted your life
to your country, Sergei.

We will find the gold.

The children...

the families who benefit
will know your part in this.

That is how
you will be remembered.

I promise you that.

Come on, Natalie.
Let's go.

[CHUCKLES]

Nice try, captain.

You had me going there
for a minute.

[CREAKING]

[SCREAMING]

Oh!

What?

Oh.

Blood.

Well, what do you know?

Just when I thought
my number was up,

who comes along but MacGyver

and Dr. Commie.

My luck's holding up, isn't it?

But yours is running out.

Hey, come on.
Use your head.

You can't get all that gold
out of here on your own.

You need our help. You think
this is the only booby-trap?

No, I don't.

That's why I'm going
to use you as my shields.

Now the first thing
you can do...

is get that thing out of my way.

You, too. Come on.

Leave her out of it, huh?

Give me a break, MacGyver.

You think it's gonna upset me
to waste one more Red?

Let's go.

Come on.

[CREAKING]

Okay, get through there, doctor.
Come on.

Okay, come on.

All right, get back now.

Stand clear.

The pack, MacGyver.

And go real easy.

Whoa.

You I need, MacGyver.

She's expendable.

Ladies first.

Come on.

[WIND HOWLS]

MacGYVER:
Natalie, hold it!

[GASPS]

Well...

from the corrosion, I'd say that
bottle was filled with battery acid.

The other one's probably filled
with high aviation fuel.

Smash the two together,
the fumes mix, and boom.

The whole place comes down.

Well, I've got to hand it
to Captain Orbensky.

At least he figured
if I got past that prop,

I wouldn't notice
this little welcome sign.

Well...
[PANTING]

...what are we going
to do about it?

There's no way of knowing
how those bottles are connected.

The best thing to do
with a booby trap you find

is just leave it alone.

Heh, heh.

You know the drill.

Move.

WEST:
There it is!

So that's how they got it here.

On the cargo door.

NATALIE:
Where is the light coming from?

Oh...

we must be near the surface.

It is beautiful.

For a tomb.

Enjoy it, Doctor.

It's gonna be your tomb.

Okay, move it.

Whoa! Hold it.

Uh, MacGyver and I are
going to wait back here,

aren't we, MacGyver?

Go on. Go on!

MacGyver!

Natalie, don't move.
Just freeze.

I am already frozen.

[CHIPPING ICE]

Natalie... whatever you do,
don't shift your weight.

This thing's rigged
like a Bouncing Betty.

A what?

A mine.

When your foot comes up...
it goes off.

What's it rigged to?

There's no way of knowing.
Maybe those jars back there.

Hold it, just a minute.
Where do you think you're going?

I'm gonna weigh the
springs down with gold.

Oh, no, you don't.

Hey, nobody's touching
that gold.

Every brick of that
goes out of here with me.

You got a better idea?

Yeah. Disarm it.

- All right, give me your pack.
- What for?

You want to get out of here?
Give me the pack.

Okay.

MacGyver, he's going
to kill us anyway.

If I can't bring this gold
to my people,

then I believe
the next best thing

is to just step off
and take him with us.

What do you think?

I think you shouldn't go
Russian on me just yet.

What do you mean, "Russian"?

You know, heroic, fatalistic...

Russian.

Oh, that Russian.

Natalie, I don't think you should
be considering breathing just now.

All right...

nice and slowly...

take a step back.

Thanks for your help, MacGyver.

I'll never forget it.

You pig! I should have done it,
I should have stepped off!

MacGyver, here...

take my hands.

Reach...

Come on. Yes.

Yes.
[GROANS]

No!

It's my gold.

All mine.

Please.

I beat you!

I won.

I won!

[CLICKS]

[SCREAMS]

[RUMBLING]

That's it.

[RUMBLING]

Yes...

- We got to get out of here.
- How?

Same way the gold got in.

MacGYVER:
Jump!

[CRASH]

[RUMBLING]

Thank you.

Oh, I never thought
I would be warm again.

At least I know the gold is
finally going to do some good.

My only regret
is that General Barinov

is not here to see it.

Well, he lived
his life as a hero.

Seems he died the same way.

Why, MacGyver, you're
beginning to sound Russian.

What do you mean, "Russian"?

You know...
poetic, philosophical...

Russian.

[DOOR OPENS]

[SIGHS]

Ooh! Ooh.

Brr...

Great timing, Pete.

Yeah.

I just beat the storm.

Oh...

Well, I got here as soon
as I heard there was trouble.

Well, who could have guessed a
career officer like West going bad?

You two look like you were
in the middle of something.

Don't let me stop you.

No, no, that's okay, Pete.

I was just working
on my Russian.

But I think the lesson is over.

Only for now.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: When Pete Thornton
established a stress relief program

for Phoenix Foundation
employees,

I thought it was
a pretty good idea.

The four men I was gonna meet
worked in high-pressure

Phoenix positions
throughout the country.

My job was to take them over
Mount Cascade on a five-day hike.

They'd have a chance to blow
off some steam

and just forget
about their jobs.

And me?

Well, it was just
something I liked to do.

[COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING OVER RADIO]

[ENGINE IDLING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES OVER RADIO]

[GUNSHOT]

RADIO ANNOUNCER: And now
for the weekend news in brief,

followed by sports and weather.

Locally, Sheriff's authorities
report that a bus

transferring prisoners
from the county jail

to the maximum security state
prison at Mount Cascade

ran off the highway
early this morning

facilitating the escape
of 12 prisoners

while six others remained at
the scene seriously injured.

Two guards were murdered
during the escape.

It is presumed that at least
two of the prisoners

have armed themselves
with the guards' weapons.

Prison authorities
have not yet confirmed

the identities of
the escaped men,

and it has not been determined

if the prisoners had
outside help during the escape.

Roadblocks are now established
on the Cascade Pass

in hopes of containing
the escaped prisoners

before they reach
more populated areas.

Sheriff Max Hubbard of the Mount
Cascade Sheriff's Department

has established a command post
at the prison bus accident site.

Hubbard is confident that
his department's response,

using key road blocks
and search teams,

has contained
the escaped inmates

within the Mount Cascade Range.

MAN:
Hey, fellow woodsmen.

MAN 2:
Speak for yourself.

The closest I get to nature is
the rubber plants in my office.

MAN 3:
Boy, no smog.

This'll be great!

MAN 4:
Better be.

I left a week's paperwork
stacked on my desk for this.

Welcome, gentlemen.
Glad you could all make it.

My name's MacGyver.

Do we have a, uh,
Henry Colter here?

Yo.

This is beautiful.
I'm really glad to be here.

How about a Dr. Fred Beam?

Yeah. That's me.

Uh, Tony Parisio.

I'm with, uh,
research and development

at the Electronics
Engineering Division.

Tony, we don't want
to hear about it.

The point of this program is for
you guys to learn how to relax.

So for the next five days,
let's all do our best to forget

the Phoenix Foundation
even exists, all right?

What foundation?
I've forgotten already.

Charles Larrabee.
Call me Chuck.

All right, Chuck.

Uh, Colter. Colter.
That name seems familiar.

Have we met before?

No, I don't think we have.

Well, you may not
know each other,

but you all
have one thing in common.

It's what is referred
to as The Invisible Killer,

or job-related stress.

Oh, it's a killer all right.
I've got an ulcer to prove it.

Yeah, well,
this program is designed

to combat tension
with physical exercise

and a change of atmosphere.

So, with that in mind...

we start with...

with a quick and easy
four-mile hike to Cascade River,

where we'll cross the
suspension bridge here

and make camp
right there the first night.

I'll brief you on each of the
next four days as we go along.

Any questions?

Yeah.
What's for dinner?

A gourmet selection of the finest
freeze-dried food known to man.

Now, why don't you all grab
your stuff and we'll get going --

and remember --
you're here to relax.

Let's go.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa!

This is, uh, the point man
forgetting the map?

That's not a good sign.

I'm tensing up.

I know where we're going.
Trust me.

Yeah? Well, uh, I'm
gonna bring this along.

Just in case something
happens to you.

Come on, throw it harder.

Oh, great, Melissa.

Dad...

Dad!

What's the problem?

This pack is very uncomfortable.

It's no wonder --
it's riding way too high.

[GROANS]

Whoever wore this before
you was a lot smaller.

My son. Thanks.

[GROANS]

Hey, Chuck, what are you doing?

I'm gonna give
my feet a breather.

Oh, don't take your boots off.

Your feet'll swell, you'll never
get them back on again.

Well, I guess I'll just
have to get used to 'em.

[INDISTINCT DISCUSSION]

[DOOR OPENING]

Sheriff Hubbard,
this is Pete Thornton.

From the Phoenix Foundation.
We spoke on the phone.

Right. Max Hubbard.
Thanks for coming.

So, look, uh, we've
established road blocks

here, here and here.

We're concentrating
the search in this grid.

The body was found here.

N.C.I.C. identified him
as one of your employees.

Yeah, well, he was headed to meet
MacGyver at a base camp... here.

Part of the Stress Relief Program
I told you about.

Yeah, well, stress isn't what
killed him, Mr. Thornton.

A bullet did.

Hang on a second, Colter.

Take a break, gents.

[WINDED]
Yeah.

You got to stop and smell
the roses once in a while.

Ranunculus.

That looks like
a buttercup to me.

Ranunculus.

Ranunculus is Latin
for buttercup.

Basta.

"Basta" is Italian,

for enough already
with the biology lesson.

COLTER:
Botany.

Botany, my friend.

Huh.

[STATIC HISSES]

Shut that thing off, will you?

PARISIO: I'm just trying
to find the ball game.

I got a paycheck
riding on the Lakers.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
Authorities report that a prison bus

transferring inmates to a
maximum security facility

at Mount Cascade...

I said, shut that
stupid thing off.

...a search of the area is now
underway and expected...

Hey! Hey!

Hey, you're wrapped a little
tight there, aren't you, doc?

Maybe I am.

I'm sorry.

I got a lot on my mind.

We all do, right?

It's part of the reason
we're up here.

Why don't we just forget
about the radio?

Maybe... tune in to what
we have up here, huh?

Come on, gents, let's move out.

See something?

Uh, no. No, just, uh...

making sure a bear doesn't have us
on his lunch menu, that's all.

Ho, ho, ho...

LARRABEE: The brochure said this
was going to be a stress-free weekend.

Oh, come on, Chuck.

You're not afraid
of falling, are you?

Oh, no. It's the sudden stop
at the bottom that worries me.

I came up here
to get rid of my stress,

not my acrophobia.

- I can't do this.
- You can do it.

Just keep moving.
Don't look down.

Just keep moving.

Don't look down.

COLTER:
Come on, Chuck.

Piece of cake.

Come on.

Oh...

[GASPS]

MacGYVER:
It's okay, Chuck.

You're okay.

Just get to your feet,
nice and slow.

Don't look down.

Look at the bridge.

Don't look down!

COLTER:
You can do it, Chuck.

Chuck, don't panic.

Just take it easy.

Stay away!

Stay away from me!

All right, take it easy.
Let me help you.

I'm going to fall.

I know I'm going to fall!

You're not going to fall.

Just hang on.

COLTER:
Chuck...

come on!

Just take it easy, Chuck.

Hang on.

Let go of me!

Take my pack.

Hang on, I'm coming.

You're going to be all right, Chuck,
it's going to be all right.

Get away from me!

COLTER:
Take it easy, Chuck.

I just want to get past you.

Okay, I got you.

Hang on.

Just a little more.

Thanks.

No problem.

Chuck! Come on, you
got to walk off the bridge.

Get away from me!

Stand up, Chuck.
Come on, stand up!

Look at me, Chuck!

Come on.

I used to be a lifeguard.

Right here.

He'll be all right.

You didn't have to hit him.

I didn't see you coming up
with any better ideas.

Somebody had to do
something, doc.

If MacGyver had fallen, we never
would have gotten out of these woods.

I, uh...

I think I owe
you guys an apology.

Aw, it's no problem.

I do have one question, though.

Acrophobia wasn't on your
application for this program.

You hiding anything else?

Just my pride.

Come on. Let's go.

THORNTON:
Listen, Sheriff, all I'm asking

is that you send someone up
to check out the base camp

that our group started from.

I am up to my neck in
alligators already, Mr. Thornton.

Unit Two is on the south side
of Boneyard Meadow.

They have two
of the prisoners in custody.

I.D.'s?

Not yet, but they just heard from
Unit 12 up by Mosquito Creek.

They got a report of a man
running across the highway.

- Description?
- No, sir.

Figures.

All right, uh, radio 16
to check it out.

Right.

One of our men has
already been murdered.

His car is missing.

And it hasn't turned up
at any of your roadblocks.

Now, doesn't that
tell you something?

Yes, it does.

But right at this minute,
checking out that base camp

is not real high on my list
of priorities, Mr. Thornton.

Well, so tell me, how do
I get it high on your list?

By having a little patience.

Come on, we'll get to it.

It's the county supervisor.

He wants to know why you don't
have the helicopter on the search.

All right, I'll go up there
by myself if I have to.

I'm going up by myself.

Walker, will you take Mr. Thornton
back to his base camp

and see that he
doesn't get lost?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Yes, Mr. Supervisor.

Feeling okay?

Tender jaw,

bruised ego,

but definitely an improvement
in the stress department.

Good.

Boy, look at this.

There's not another soul around
for miles.

Hello!

[ECHOING]

Hey, is that really necessary?

Hey, lighten up, doc.

I am missing the ball game.

I got a right to
blow off some steam.

What's your excuse?

You know, one these days,
you're gonna wake up dead

if you don't learn to relax.

Hold it!
Right there!

Who are you?

Uh...

we're on a wilderness
retreat program

from the Phoenix Foundation.

Show me some I.D.

You all work
for this foundation?

Yeah, that's right.

And since when
does the Forestry Service, uh,

stop tourists at gunpoint?

A busload of prisoners escaped
this morning.

I'm just being cautious.

Where'd that happen?

Cascade Pass.

Prison bus crashed
off the highway.

Radio said some of the escapees
may be headed into these mountains.

[LAUGHS]

You don't actually think
we look like convicts?

WOMAN:
You tell me.

What's a convict look like?

Uh...

[LAUGHTER]

Well, actually,
we look pretty bad.

[LAUGHTER]

Do you think we could, uh...

put our hands down now?

Yeah.

Of course.

Uh, how about a cup of coffee
up at the fire lookout?

View's unbeatable.

Huh?

Might be the last decent cup
you have in a week.

Well, in that case...

Come on.

- Look at this.
- What?

Looks like someone
had a haircut.

Yeah, maybe a convict
who altered his appearance.

I'll bet anything
he's passed himself off

as one of the Phoenix
stress group.

But how could he do that?

Because none
of those men know each other.

It's part of the program.

Here.

He could have read about it.

It's in the brochure.

One of these convicts is up there
with MacGyver and the others.

Well, thanks for the coffee.

It was a nice break
for those guys.

Hey, I enjoy some
friendly company,

especially after
that news broadcast.

Yeah, they didn't give
any specific descriptions

of the convicts, did they?

No. Why?

Well, in case we run
across anybody on the trail.

Hey, you were right.

The view up here is fantastic.

Chuck, are you sure
you should be up here?

I mean, none of is in the mood
for a repeat performance.

20 feet and a solid floor,
I can handle.

Yeah?

What if the whole place
starts to shake?

You know, like...

- [LAUGHS]
- Stop that.

[LAUGHING]

Knock it off, will you, Parisio, huh?

All right.

- Which one of you guys is it?
- Is what?

The escaped convict.

- I thought it was you.
- PARISIO: Well, it could be.

You better keep an eye on me.

So, Chucky, did see any, uh,

bloodhounds out there
on the trail?

Oh...

It was a joke.
It was a joke!

Yeah, and maybe
you were in prison

for having a lousy
sense of humor.

So, what is that, a...
capital offense?

[CHUCKLES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

You coming back this way
on your return trip?

No. Actually, we're
being picked up

on the other side of the pass.

MacGYVER:
That's a whistle.

I just figured that out.

Yeah, it's a birdcall.

Clever, huh?

[WHISTLES BIRDCALL]

[LAUGHS]

My dad used to make stuff
like this for me on camping trips.

In fact, we used
to come up here a lot.

Well, I can understand that.

That why you're in
this line of work?

Six months ago,
I was a secretary in the city.

Now, I'm recovering
from a divorce,

and somehow, this seemed
like the best place to do it.

Somehow I think you're right.

MacGyver,

how far is our camp from here?

A couple of miles.
We should get moving.

It was nice meeting you,
MacGyver.

There.

What's this for?

If you get lonely, you can whistle up
a bird or two for company.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Oh, listen,
if you guys run short of time,

there's another trail
through the pass.

It's a little tougher,
but it's shorter.

I don't think these
guys need tougher.

- [LAUGHTER]
- That's for sure.

Stop back
if you're in the neighborhood.

Well, somebody made sure
they weren't going to be followed.

The cables have been dropped
on the other side.

There's a fire lookout
up near Morgan Pass.

If there's someone there,
we can radio and warn them.

Well, let's do it.

Fiddlehead?

No, thanks.

Colter, how'd you get hooked
up with this program?

I read the brochure.

Botany your specialty
at the foundation?

Mmm-hmm.

Hey, hey, hey, Colter!
Henry Colter.

I knew that name was familiar.

Yeah, we talk all the
time on the fax machine.

I do the accounts
for your department.

Chuck, Chuck Larrabee!
Oh, right, right.

Yeah, yeah, hi.

Hey, don't tell anybody,

but your department is in
for some budget cuts.

Budget cuts.

Just what the doctor ordered --

another case of anxiety.

[SIGHS]

How's your back feeling?

My back? Fine.

Where'd you learn how to
field strip a cigarette like that?

You mean, have I been in prison?

I learned it in the Marines,
not jail.

You starting to think
one of us is a convict?

Well, now, the thought had
crossed my mind just a little.

Mine, too.

After all, none of us
know each other, do we?

I'm not your killer, MacGyver.

Who said anything about killing?

I assume that's what happened
during the escape.

Listen, if you want to point fingers,
what about Tony over there?

He's been keeping
tabs on the radio

and acts like he's got eyes
in the back of his head.

He seems a more likely
candidate, right, Tony?

Candidate for what?

One of the escaped convicts.

MacGyver's getting curious.

Like, maybe that cut on your head
came from the bus wreck, huh?

All right, guys...

I confess, I...

I cut my head during the escape.

It was the same time
Larrabee broke his glasses.

[LAUGHS]

[LAUGHS]

That's not funny, Tony.

What if one of us is a con?

How would we know?

Maybe there's a description
on the radio by now.

The radio's dead.

Guess it's broken.

You girls can worry
about who's who.

I'm beat.

Good night.

Here, maybe I can fix that.

Oh, I don't think so.

One of the batteries is missing.

Good night.

So, I guess we're all
just gonna have to, uh...

go to sleep
and, uh, trust each other.

Good night.

I think I'll get my book and
read by the fire for a while.

Don't forget to douse the fire
when you're through.

Good night.

[UNZIPPING]

- Morning.
- Morning.

[GRUNTS]

Rise and shine, guys,
rise and shine.

[GRUNTING]

How'd you sleep?

Oh, like a baby.

You know, I feel better
than I have in years.

- How about a cup of coffee?
- Sure.

There you are.

Wow! Who made that?

MacGyver.

It's Beam.

I think he's dead.

Where's Colter?

- Uh, I haven't seen him.
- He's gone.

Colter did it.

He did it.

Why would he kill Beam?

PARISIO:
Why?

'Cause Colter's a phony.
He's the escaped convict.

LARRABEE: Yeah, I figured
that part out myself, Tony,

but why would he kill just
Dr. Beam and not all of us?

Who made the coffee
this morning?

- Uh, not me.
- Not me, either.

What is it?

Holly berries.

That much would have killed
all of us.

Well... why would he
want to kill all of us?

I mean, especially you,
MacGyver.

You're the only one who can
lead him out of these mountains.

No, I'm not.

Mr. Thornton, we finally made
contact with the fire lookout.

Well, what took so long?

The lookout says the fuse
was missing from her radio.

Missing? What do
you mean, missing?

Gone. She had to improvise
a replacement.

HUBBARD [OVER RADIO]:
Now, listen carefully, Liz.

We're going to give you the
descriptions of some escaped convicts.

One of them might have
infiltrated the Phoenix party.

That party came
through here yesterday.

Can she get a message to them?

Liz, can you contact
the Phoenix party?

It depends on how much progress
they've made -- maybe.

All right, now, you're to give
this information only to the leader.

MacGyver.

HUBBARD:
His name's MacGyver.

Right. Go ahead.

HUBBARD:
All right. Theodore Nestor,

six feet, 200 pounds,

red hair, receding hairline.

No, he wasn't with them.

Mark Fulton, six feet, muscular,

long brown hair that may have
been cut recently, blue eyes.

Now Liz, he may be going by
the name of a Phoenix employee.

Henry Colter.

[SCREAMING]

- Liz?
- [RADIO STATIC]

Liz!

So much for radioing for help.

I'm going after them.
Liz mentioned a shortcut.

I think Colter's tough
enough to make it. Here.

How are we going to get out of here?

You're not!
You're gonna stay here and wait.

Try and fix that radio.

Can you fix it?

Maybe.

Maybe. Good. Great.

Some stress-free
week in the woods.

- No, keep moving.
- [PANTING]

Move!

[GRUNTS]

Chuck, I owe you an apology.

What for?

I thought if anybody was a con,
it was you.

Me?

Why?

'Cause you were playing
with my radio

after Beam knocked it
out of my hands.

I thought maybe you took
one of the batteries

to keep us from hearing a
description of the escaped convicts.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Yeah?

Well, thanks for the vote
of confidence.

I think the world of you, too.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Hey, how's it coming?

Pretty good, pretty good.

Couple more connections,
we ought to be able to send a message.

Good.

[TRILLED WHISTLE]

[LAUGHS]

It's just a bird, sweetheart.

No help.

They're all dead.

It's just you and me.

If you touch me,

I'll lead you in circles
until we're both dead.

Which way?

Over here.

[FOLIAGE RUSTLING]

[BIRDS SINGING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

I just knew it was you.

Oh, yeah.

[PANTING]

I got lonely.

Yeah.

[BIRDS SINGING]

What do you have?

20 years service

with the Phoenix Foundation.

Oh, my God.

He's one of yours.

He's supposed to be
on the hike with MacGyver.

Then that must mean...

There are two cons up there
with them.

Both killers.

Man, oh, man.

- You did it.
- Here, here.

Is this thing loaded?

LIZ:
Yeah.

Where's Tony?

I don't know.
I was just looking for him.

He came out here a
couple of minutes ago.

He fix the radio?

Yeah, he said it's
all ready to go.

All right, keep him covered.

You make a lousy cup of coffee.
You know that?

[HIGH-PITCHED FREQUENCY]

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]:
Unit 14, show me Code Six at...

It's working.

Yeah, it's receiving.

But we need a
microphone to transmit.

And it's been cut.

That's strange.
Colter didn't do that.

Who did?

Where's the radio expert,
Parisio?

He took a walk in the woods.

He won't be coming back.

What are you gonna do now,
kill me, too?

I got good reason to.

You tried to kill me
with that coffee.

It wouldn't have killed you.

It just would have put you
to sleep for a while.

Come on, Frank.
We made it this far.

Listen, give me that gun.

I'll get rid of MacGyver,
I'll get the girl, too.

I'll get us both out of here.
Now, come on, give me the gun.

I got a better idea.

How about if I just
keep the gun,

and handle this myself?

Here, get rid of these.
Come on. Come on!

Ease up.

Stay away from the windows.

- What's going on?
- Larrabee just let Colter go.

He's an escaped con, too?

They'll kill us!

Not both of us.

They still need one of us
to guide 'em out of here.

Take the lenses off
that telescope.

[AIR HISSING]

How's a telescope
gonna stop them?

Well, if it works, you'll see. If not...

[SHOUTING]
MacGyver!

Send the girl out!

[GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKING]

Here.

That's great.

Now, I'll need some grease,
and something that stings,

like, uh, iodine
or rubbing alcohol.

Vinegar. Pepper.

Perfect.

Both.

Right... I guess.

LARRABEE [SHOUTING]:
I don't want to come up after you,

but I will if I have to.

This is your last warning!

[CHAMBERS BULLET]

[GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKING]

Perfect.

Now, smear some grease
in the telescope.

LARRABEE: Make it easy
on everyone, MacGyver.

Now, send her out!

Frank!

[WHISPERING]
Listen, you keep talking.

Give me the gun, I'll go up.

I'll go.

I'm not giving up the gun
so you can shoot me in the back.

Frank!

Don't hurt that girl.
We need her.

All right, he should
come through that door.

Let's get down.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

On your feet, both of you!

I got 'em.

[YELLING]

[THUDDING]
LARRABEE: My leg!

Oh!

[WHIMPERS]

That's one down.

MacGyver...

we use this
for hauling up supplies.

Maybe we can get out this way.

Yeah, maybe we can.

[GROANS]

Well, so much for
your better idea.

I'll get him.

How am I gonna get out of here?

My leg is broken!

[YELLS]
I can't move.

Uh, you got a problem,
don't you?

Hey! Hey!

Going down?

[CREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

All right.

Bagged him.

LIZ:
Well,

I thought my whistle was clever.

That's right.

All the prisoners have been
returned to custody.

No, uh... no thanks necessary,
Mr. Supervisor.

Well...

the next time something
like this happens,

we'll have more men
and better equipment.

Hey, Pete?

You think the Phoenix board
will keep the program going?

Well, I'm gonna recommend
that they do.

Listen, you can't live your life
waiting around in fear

for the next prison break
to happen.

In fact, I'm gonna do
everything I can

to get the program renamed.

To honor those men who died.

You make sure
you tell your people

that if MacGyver
hadn't been here,

there still might be
a couple killers on the loose.

Listen, right now, I'm just glad
the whole thing is over.

Yeah.

Sheriff, your wife's
on the phone.

She wants to know
when you're coming home.

Your twins have the measles.

MacGyver, when is your program
starting up again?

[LAUGHING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Mr. Thornton should've been here
an hour ago.

Vice President Mantu
is asking where he is.

Uh, Miss Hendrix,

I'm sure he just got
hung up somewhere.

That's no excuse
to insult foreign dignitaries.

I don't look upon it as ins...

See?

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

Sorry I'm late.

Looks like I'm right on time.

Just.

Miss Hendrix.
Very efficient.

Chopper's coming.

Everybody ready?
We're feeding live.

ENGINEER:
All right, stand by.

In five, four, three, two...

I'm Janet Blake, coming to you live
from the Municipal Helipad,

where we're awaiting the arrival
of President Abu Dakru,

of the African nation
of Kimbala,

on this, the last leg
of his state visit.

BLAKE:
This has been a whirlwind tour

for the popular African leader.

It began in New York,
with a speech

before the United Nations
General Assembly.

Then on to Washington, where
he received a standing ovation

at the Convention
on Human Rights

for his support for peacekeeping
efforts in East Africa.

Later, during a state dinner
at the White House,

President Dakru pledged to
strengthen Kimbala's trade ties

with America
and its western allies.

He was praised
by our own president,

who said Kimbala is a cornerstone
for peace and democracy

in that politically
turbulent region.

President Dakru will
wind up his state visit

with a gala banquet
tomorrow night,

during which he will present
medals to two American citizens.

Kimbala's rich oil fields
and political stability

make it one of the strongest
trade allies

the U.S. has in East Africa.

President Dakru is making
his first visit here

to thank the U.S. for developing
a major irrigation project

to combat the crippling drought
that struck Kimbala last year.

Vice President Mantu and his wife
are here to greet him.

The vice president has been
here the last few weeks

negotiating the trade deal
President Dakru will sign

at the end of his trip.

Thanks for covering.

Yeah, what's going on with you?

Helen said she'd been trying
to reach you all weekend.

THORNTON: With all
the security preparations

I had to go through
for this state visit,

I thought I deserved
a couple of days off.

You took a vacation?

Without filing your
itinerary in triplicate?

[CHUCKLES]

Next, you'll tell me
you had a good time.

I found a beautiful
mountain stream.

It was just me and the salmon.

Like a dream come true.

DAKRU:
A pleasure to meet you, sir.

This is Peter Thornton
of the Phoenix Foundation.

My people owe much
to your organization

for the development
of the irrigation project.

We thank you.

We're glad we could help,
Mr. President.

Actually, it was MacGyver here
who discovered the way to divert

the mountain runoff
to the drought area.

Ah, MacGyver, of course.

Our country is greatly
in your debt.

And the pilot
who helped you, too.

Ah, Jack Dalton.

Yeah, couldn't have done it
without him.

I am looking forward to
pinning medals on both of you.

We must be going,
Mr. President.

Will you excuse me?

Certainly.

Couldn't he just
send the medals?

It's the highest honor Kimbala
can award a non-citizen, MacGyver.

I'm grateful --
don't get me wrong --

but formal ceremonies,
speeches, tuxedos...

HENDRIX: It's called protocol,
also known as manners.

I suggest you don't
forget yours tomorrow,

and remind your fly-boy buddy,
Dalton, to do the same.

WOMAN [ECHOING]:
Jack...

Jack Dalton.

We're waiting for you.

Don't be afraid.

Where am I?

[ECHOING]
Through the double doors.

Don't be afraid.

Come, Jack.

Come to me.

WOMAN [ECHOING]:
From the bottom of my heart,

I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,

I salute you.

From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my...

Hey, pal.

Hey, you.

What's wrong?

[UNINTELLIGIBLE
RADIO TRANSMISSION]

You okay, buddy?

What are you doing out here?

You tell me.

Is this some kind of a joke?

I'm not laughing.

- How did I get here?
- Good question.

Come on over here to the car.

You got anybody I can call?

Friends? Family?

[GRUNTS WITH QUIVER]
I'm staying with a buddy.

His name's MacGyver.

MacGyver, what took you so long?
My feet are freezing.

I got icicle toes.

I called, Mr. MacGyver.

Do you know this man?

Guilty as charged, officer.

I was just cruising by and saw him
wandering around here.

It looked like
he was sleepwalking.

Sleepwalking?

MacGYVER: You mean you've
never walked in your sleep before?

DALTON:
Not a step.

I'm telling you, MacGyver,

I don't remember
walking to that fun park.

MacGYVER: Well, has
anything been bugging you lately?

DALTON:
Not a thing.

Can you believe it, Mac?

All these years of
sleeping like a baby,

and all of a sudden I'm
the Midnight Rambler.

Are you sure you weren't just
coming off a weekend bender?

Drinking?

Moi?

MacGyver, you wound me.

Well, where have you been
the last couple of days?

With her.

Her? Who's her?

We met at Phil's Tux-for-Bux.

I was getting measured
for a penguin suit

for the shindig tomorrow.

What can I say?
It was just me and her.

Like a dream come true.

Does "her" have a name?

Guess so. She never
got around to telling me.

That sounds like true love
to me.

[SIGHS]

Check in next time, will you?

- Where are you going?
- To bed.

You can't leave me
down here on my own.

What if I doze off and my feet
decide to do the walking again?

Sleep in your shoes.

[SIGHS]
How about a life jacket?

In case you haven't checked lately,
this house is a boat.

I could wake up in the ocean.

Or worse, I could not wake up
on the bottom of the ocean.

All right, okay.

You sleep in the bed upstairs.

I'll sleep
on the couch downstairs.

That way if you start roaming,
I can keep an eye on you.

Don't worry about me.

Hey, you mean it?

I really appreciate this.

If there's ever anything
I could...

Jack...

go to bed.

Thanks, Mac.

Night.

MAN [WITH AFRICAN ACCENT]:
I waited until they were both asleep

before returning here.

Are you telling us that
Jack Dalton escaped

from you
by walking in his sleep?

- Yes, sir.
- [GRUNTS]

MS. MANTU:
Thank you, Tabur.

Go back to the houseboat.

Watch them.

Tell us if anything happens.

Yes, madam.

Is that necessary?

Didn't you hear him?

If MacGyver finds out
what happened to Dalton,

we are ruined.

Even if he does,
he cannot stop us.

I have finished the
president's speech.

Read the last line.

"From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you."

When Dakru says those words,
he's a dead man.

I should never have let you
talk me into this.

It's all too risky.

Great leaders take
great risks, my love.

You must have faith.

By this time tomorrow,
I will make you president.

[FOOTSTEPS]

WOMAN [ECHOING]:
Jack...

Jack Dalton.

We're waiting for you...

Don't be afraid.

Through the double doors.

Don't be afraid.

[ECHOING]
Come, Jack.

Come to me.

Through the double doors.

Don't be afraid.

Come, Jack.

Come to me...

DALTON [DREAMLIKE]:
MacGyver.

What are you doing here?

Who's dead?

You killed him.

[GASPS]

[EERIE VOICES SINGING]

Pete!

No, it's not true!

[CREAKING]

Jack.

Wake up, Jack.

MacGyver.

You were walking
in your sleep again.

Oh, what a relief.
Then Pete's not dead?

What?

I was looking at him, Mac,
lying in the coffin, dead as dirt.

Take it easy.
You were just dreaming.

Dream nothing. This was pure,
150-proof nightmare.

That's all it was. It's over.

[SIGHS]

- MacGYVER: Relax.
- Oh.

Let me make some breakfast.

Well, I'm glad you can
shrug it off just like that.

I'm still shaking.

Look at me.
Look at my hands.

How did that get there?

MacGYVER:
Jack...

what's going on?

MacGyver!
MacGyver, wake up!

- What?
- MacGyver!

- What?! What?
- Is it really you this time?

Is it really me?

Jack, settle down.

You're not making any sense.

You're telling me.

I think I'm losing my mind.

I'm hav...
I'm having a problem.

I think
I'm really losing my mind.

MacGYVER [OVER PHONE]:
The police said he was sleepwalking.

He said
he's never done it before.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Uh, well I thought
it'd be a good idea

to let a professional
look at him.

MacGYVER:
You can?

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, that's no problem.

All right, we'll see you then.

Doc Beatty says she can see you

at the Phoenix lab
in about an hour.

I don't like it.

I've never been to
a shrink before.

Jack, she's a psychiatrist.

Whatever.

It's all mumbo-jumbo anyway.

Come on. Give it a try.

Maybe she can help you
sort things out.

- Trust me.
- [LAUGHS]

Okay. Just this once.

But no couches
or inkblots, okay?

Right, Jack.
No couches, no inkblots.

[KEYPAD TONES BEEPING]

[PHONE DIALING THROUGH]

Mrs. Mantu.

MRS. MANTU:
Yes, Tabur.

TABUR:
MacGyver is taking him

to a psychiatrist
at the Phoenix Foundation.

- And then what?
- I'm not sure.

Shall I follow them?

No, Tabur, do not follow them.
Return to the hotel.

MacGyver is taking Jack Dalton to
a Phoenix Foundation psychiatrist.

[SCOFFS]

What if this psychiatrist
discovers your programming?

MacGyver could figure
out our entire plan.

Then we will change the plan.

Jack Dalton is not
the only puppet on our string.

[GULLS CAWING]

Jack, seeing a
psychiatrist is no big deal.

Keep your voice down, will you?

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Just relax and run with it.

[PHONE RINGS]

Let me get that.
I'll be right back.

MAN: Hey, you could tell he
didn't know a leader from a sinker.

MAN 2:
Whoa, these beginners.

MAN: So, he goes on telling me
what kind of bait to use.

Can you believe it?

I tell him, "Look, if you think you
know more about fishing than me,

then from the bottom
of my heart,

- I salute you."
- [LAUGHTER]

MAN 2:
That must have riled him.

MAN 1: Yeah, you know it.
So I told him,

"Why don't you do me a favor
and go stick your head in a bucket?"

Huh? Imagine him,
trying to tell me about fishing.

The biggest catch he ever made
was that rich wife of his.

MacGYVER:
Jack?

You looking for something, son?

MacGYVER:
Jack?

MacGyver.

What happened?

I don't know.

But I think
we better find out soon.

Come on. Let's get you changed.

[GULLS CAWING]

Can you still hear my voice?

Yes.

So, where are you now, Jack?

I'm walking down a long hallway.

DR. BEATTY:
And what do you see?

DALTON:
Double doors.

BEATTY:
Do you open them?

I'm scared.

Don't be afraid, Jack.
Open the doors.

[DOOR CREAKING]

DALTON:
I'm in a room.

BEATTY:
Describe it.

DALTON:
It's big.

Lots of tables.

BEATTY:
Where is the room?

In the moon.

BEATTY:
Look around, Jack.

What else do you see?

My name in gold.

BEATTY:
What happens next?

I'm sitting down.

Where, Jack?

[SHALLOW BREATHING]

I can't remember.

You have to.

Look around and tell me
what you see.

DALTON:
I see a shadow.

MRS. MANTU: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

There's a voice.

What does the voice say?

MRS. MANTU: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

He's holding something.

MRS. MANTU: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you...

MRS. MANTU:
I salute you, I salute you...

I can't!

MRS. MANTU:
I salute you.

I salute you, I salute you,
I salute you...

Stop. No, I can't.

He's trying to remember, but
his subconscious won't let him.

Listen, Jack.

The nightmare is over.

Good.

I'm going to count to three.

When I get to three,
you will wake up.

You won't remember anything
that we've talked about.

- Do you understand?
- Yes.

One... two..

three.

Hey, doc, how'd I do?

You did fine.

You're a pretty good subject, actually.

Just rest a few minutes.

I'll be back.

Oh, uh, by the way, Jack,

what have you done
in the last few days?

Hmm.

I met the most beautiful lady.

What can I say?

It was just me and her.
Like a dream come true.

[SIGHS]

You know, that's
exactly what he told me,

word for word.

What you just heard, my friend,
was a preconditioned response.

Preconditioned?

You mean he's been
hypnotized before?

Calling this hypnosis
is like comparing an H-bomb

to a firecracker.

Oh, I've deprogrammed
enough brainwashed DXS agents

to recognize the symptoms.

Well, how do we deprogram him?

BEATTY:
It isn't easy.

There's a key, probably a word
or a phrase,

that triggers him
like tumblers in a lock.

But without that key,

we can't get in and find out
what he's programmed to do.

How do we get that key?

It takes time,
but I'll get the people

and the equipment together,
and we'll start tomorrow.

DALTON:
Oh.

What's the matter?

Déjà vu, I guess.

What? Do you remember something?

- I'm not sure, but...
- [ALARMS SOUND]

HENDRIX: There!
There! That's what I mean.

We can't have this
contraption being set off

by our guests' jewelry.

All right,
we'll lower the sensitivity.

They'll never even notice
it's there.

Pete, can we talk to you
about something here?

- Yeah, sure.
- First things first, MacGyver.

I want to make sure everybody's
clear about the ceremony.

Everything has to go off
without a hitch.

MANTU:
I'm sure it will, Miss Hendrix.

Gentlemen.

You must be Mr. Dalton.

Hi.

I was hoping for an opportunity

to congratulate you personally
before the ceremony.

Good to see you.
Who are you?

This is Vice President Mantu
of Kimbala.

[LAUGHS]

I'm writing the president's
speech for tonight.

I thought you might offer
some personal memories

of your work in our country.

MacGYVER:
Actually, uh...

uh, we have something
to work out with Pete.

MANTU: It will only take
a moment, I assure you.

Uh, this way, MacGyver.

I want to run over the
procedure with you.

- MacGyver?
- I...

[SIGHS]

Pete, would you keep an eye
on Jack?

Sure.

Mr. Thornton,
I need your signature, sir.

Now, Mr. Dalton,

tell me all about it.

Well, to tell you the truth,
Mr. Vice President,

it was all MacGyver's show.
I was just the sky jockey.

You are much too modest.

What you did was heroic.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

What's the matter,
Mr. Dalton?

You look pale.

You must be ill.

You know he's right, Jack.
You look terrible.

It must be something I ate.

Just came on
all of a sudden. I...

- MANTU: Yes, perhaps...
- [GRUNTS]

...a breath of fresh air.

It's a good idea.
Excuse me.

[ALARM SOUNDS]

Oh.

We've got to adjust that thing.
Would you excuse me?

Gentlemen, the sensitivity
has got to be lowered.

The noise is way too annoying.

Hello, Jack.

Excuse me, lady, I'm
really under the weather.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

And now you are
under my control.

You do remember me, don't you?

Yes, Edith.

Excellent. Follow me.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, at precisely 8:00 p.m.,
the president will make his way

to the podium
and start his speech.

You and Mr. Dalton will
be sitting here, at this table.

Mr. Thornton will be here,
and I will be here, at his right.

And please, once you're seated,

don't play musical chairs.

You must be in your
assigned places.

BEATTY:
What else do you see?

DALTON:
My name in gold.

His name in gold.

Please try and pay attention.

Now, when President Dakru calls
your name,

you and Mr. Dalton will
approach the podium on his left.

DALTON:
I'm sitting down...

HENDRIX: ...the furniture,
so this is very important.

DALTON:
My name in gold.

HENDRIX: ...one thing tonight,
MacGyver, remember this.

On his left. Remember that.
His left.

Once you're there, the president
will have some more to say.

Try and keep your hands
out of your pockets,

and for pity's sake,
act like you're interested

in what the man's saying.

MacGyver, we're not finished!

Pete? Where's Jack?

Well, the last time I saw him,
he went out for some fresh air.

- He wasn't feeling well.
- Oh, great. I got to find him.

Would you tell me
what's going on.

Pete, I think Jack
is involved in a plot

to assassinate President Dakru.

Are you comfortable, Jack?

Yes, thank you, ma'am.

Good.

And do you understand
your new orders?

Yes.

Tabur will take you to a place.

He will give you a gun.

And when you see MacGyver,
you will kill him.

Yes, ma'am.

When I see MacGyver,
I will kill him.

MacGYVER:
I can't find Jack anywhere.

Has he been back here?

No sign of him.

Listen, what's going on?

Jack Dalton has done a
lot of crazy things in his time,

but an assassination?
I don't believe that.

Doc Beatty says
he's been brainwashed.

Come here. Let me
show you what I found

under his place at the table.

It's gone.

Who else has been in this room
besides us?

Just our security,
a couple of workmen and Hendrix.

What's gone?

There was a holster
under this table,

and whoever put it there
probably planned to sneak

a gun in
after the security sweep.

Where did it go?

They got rid of it, which means
they know I'm on to 'em.

Is there a problem,
Mr. Thornton?

No.

Nothing serious.

Good.

Do you think
Hendrix is in on it?

I think we'll have a better
chance of finding out who is

if we don't tip our hand.

Okay. Without tipping our hand,
what's next?

We've got to find Jack before
he hurts someone or himself.

He could be anywhere.

I know. I'll start looking.

All right, I'll stick around
in case he turns up back here.

Right.

If he does, grab him.

Tie him up, sit on him,
whatever it takes,

but don't let him
around President Dakru.

No one saw the holster removed?

The subject took it
without anyone noticing.

You see, Edward,
nothing is ever lost

if one plans ahead.

After all,
with so much at stake,

why risk everything
on just one assassin?

It will be just as I promised.

When the president dies at the
hands of the American official,

it will destroy
the trade treaty.

You will return to Kimbala

crying vengeance
for Dakru's blood.

The people will rally around,
cheering your name.

Once we have won their hearts,
nothing is beyond our grasp.

With my guidance

and the support
of our new allies,

you will become the most
powerful man in all of Africa.

With you at my side.

I am not important.

You are all that matters,
Edward.

I am doing all of this for you.

Jack?

Jack, you here?

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

THORNTON:
MacGyver, any luck finding Jack?

Uh, no, Pete, doesn't look
like he made it back here.

Well, the banquet begins
in an hour.

What about that fun park where
the police found him sleepwalking?

Well, it's worth a shot.
I'll swing over there now.

- Keep me posted.
- Yeah.

[SIGHS]

BEATTY:
Where is the room, Jack?

DALTON:
In the moon.

[CREAKING]

MacGYVER:
Jack?

Jack, you in here?

Jack, it's me.

[CACKLING]

[CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHORUS OF MANIACAL LAUGHTER
AND SCREAMS FROM PROPS]

[ROARING AND HISSING]

[CHORUS OF MANIACAL LAUGHTER
AND SCREAMS FROM PROPS]

[GRUNTS]

[RATTLING]

[SIGHS]

DALTON: I'm walking
down a long hallway.

BEATTY:
And what do you see?

DALTON:
Double doors.

My name in gold.

EDITH [RECORDED]: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

BEATTY:
What does the voice say, Jack?

EDITH: From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

DALTON:
I see a shadow.

Jack.

[GUNSHOT]

Listen to me, Jack.

Somebody's making you do this.

But I've got the key now.

Listen to me.

From the bottom of my heart,

I salute you.

All right.

That's it.

I'm in control now, Jack.

And I'm turning you off.

Put the gun down.

[GUNSHOT, YELLS]

They changed it.

EDITH: From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

[GUNSHOT]

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart...

Jack...

Go ahead, Jack,
take your best shot.

Over here, Jack.

Kill me again, Jack.
Go ahead.

Again, Jack.

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

It's all right, Jack.
It's over.

It's over, Jack!

It's me.

It's Mac.

It's all right.

Where are MacGyver and Dalton?

This is an outrage.

I'm sure if we just give them a
few more minutes, they'll get here.

Just in case they do
miss the ceremony,

would you accept the medals
in their place?

I'd be happy to.

Luckily, I wrote another version
of the president's speech

- for such an emergency.
- Edward...

You were right, dear.

I found the new speech
in your briefcase.

You were... prepared
for something like this?

In international politics,
one must plan

for every emergency,
Miss Hendrix.

This is where you
spent last weekend.

There was no beautiful girl
from Tux-for-Bux.

They created her
and that lost weekend

to cover your absence
while they programmed you.

I don't remember this place.

Well, do you recognize this?

[ON TAPE]: From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

Edith.

Mantu's wife?

Yeah.

They used that phrase
to activate you.

Why couldn't you use it
to switch me off?

I don't know.
They must have changed it

when they thought
I was getting too close.

Well, at least the
president's safe now.

I, uh, wouldn't count on it.

Two chairs.

Two assassins.

They must have programmed
somebody else

in case they needed a backup.

Whoever it was had to have
been here with you.

Now come on, Jack, think.
Who else was brainwashed?

I can't...

[SIGHS]

All I can remember
is spending the weekend

with that beautiful lady
they planted in my brain.

Weekend.

Two lost weekends.

It was just me and her.

Like a dream come true.

It was just me and the salmon.

Like a dream come true.

That's it.

The other assassin...
it's Pete.

[APPLAUSE]

Ladies and gentlemen,
honored hosts...

I thank you
for your warm hospitality.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

MacGYVER: I should
have known it was a setup

when Pete steered me
to that place.

I never told him that's where
the police found you sleepwalking.

I don't get it.
Even if Pete hears the key phrase,

how are they gonna give him
the order to shoot the president

in front of a big
crowd like that?

- The Star of State.
- The what?

The medal. He's been conditioned
to shoot whoever's holding that medal.

There are two Americans
in particular whom we wish

to honor this evening:

Mr. MacGyver and Mr. Dalton.

Their deeds saved thousands
of my people

from starving to death.

They are true humanitarians,

but most important --

true friends.

And now I will ask Mr. Thornton

to please come up
and accept the medals

for Mr. MacGyver and Mr. Dalton.

[APPLAUSE]

Hold it, fellas.

We've got trouble.
Come on.

Wait a minute!

[APPLAUSE]

Although they can't be
with us this evening,

please convey to them

the respect and gratitude
of my people.

[ECHOES]
Please convey to them

the respect and gratitude
of my people.

This is our country's
highest award,

but it is only a small token
of our gratitude...

[SCREAMING]

Catch, Edith!

The respect and gratitude
of my people.

Do not shoot.

Put it down.

Do you hear me?

Put it down.

MacGyver!

What happened?
What's going on?

It's all right, Pete.
Welcome back.

Edith...

I think you just blew
your right to remain silent.

When I count backwards from ten,
you will begin to wake up.

Ten, nine...

you're starting to awaken now...

eight, seven, six,

your eyes are opening...

five, four,

three, two, one.

Hey, Pete.

How are you feeling?

Oh, like I've been
asleep for days.

Well, in a way you have been.

Just take it easy
and you'll be fine.

Boy, who would've thought
a classy lady like Edith

would try an assassination?

Well, it happens.

I'll tell you one thing.

I never want to hear the words
"the respect and gratitude of my people"

again as long as I live.

Or "from the bottom of my heart,
I salute you."

MacGyver?

MacGyver!

This isn't funny, Mac.

Mac?

What?

- [LAUGHING]
- Oh...

[GROANS]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
It's occurred to me

that some friendships are
like a good game of hockey.

The right balance
of teamwork and smooth skating

generally adds up
to a winning combination.

Like me and Pete Thornton.

Partner, boss, friend --

you can't do much better than that.

But sometimes things come up

that test the best
of friendships,

and this weekend of skiing
was one of them.

It wasn't my fault.

Whose fault was it?

The guy cut me off!

What was I supposed to do?

Come on Pete, let's face it,

you did not belong
on that slope.

It was for expert skiers.

What are you telling me, I should've
been on the bunny slope?

Well...

Listen, that man was skiing like
he owned the whole darn mountain.

Pete!

That man does own the
whole darn mountain.

Well, that's still no excuse
for him to swing on me.

Look, all I know is,
I've been looking forward

to skiing that
mountain for months,

and now I'm banned for life.

Did I ask for your help?

I could have handled him
just fine.

That's not the point.

[RATTLING]

THORNTON:
Now what's the matter?

MacGYVER: We couldn't
be out of gas, could we?

Could we?

Pete, you said you
were gonna fill it up

when you went for pizza
last night, remember?

Well I didn't.
I messed up.

So sue me.

Oh, never mind.

Why let a little thing like this
ruin a perfectly good vacation?

Now where are you going?

To find a gas station.

And I suggest
you look the other way.

Fine!

First one to make it back here
with a can of gas

goes after the other guy, okay?

Fine!

MAN: Put the body here
in the back room.

Quickly. The truck should
be here within ten minutes.

We have a problem.

No. Let me check
him out first.

Hi.

What can I do for you?

My buddy and I ran out of gas
a few miles up the road.

I can help you out.

You picked a nice day for it.

Your friend's not
the walking type, huh?

No. I sent him up the other way
to try his luck.

Kind of looks like you got
a corner on the market.

You could say that.

Phoenix Foundation.

You work there?

Well, more or less.

My cousin Louise works
in accounting.

You know her?

I can't say that I do.
It's a big outfit.

You need a deposit on the can?

You've got an honest face.

Just bring it back
when you're done.

Thanks.

Sorry I can't give you a lift.
I'm here alone.

No problem.

You let him walk away?

For the moment.

He's with the
Phoenix Foundation.

It could prove useful to us.

Then why didn't you
take him now?

Because now we have more
important matters to attend to.

More questions, Armin?

Frank.

[OVER RADIO]:
Frank, are you there?

[LIVELY JAZZ PLAYING]

Do you read me, Frank?

Frank, come in.

Talk to me now, Frank.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[TURNS OFF MUSIC]

Go ahead, Jonathan.

Frank, we have a problem
I need you to deal with.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Hey!

Ah, thanks a lot.

You're the first good thing
that's happened to me all morning.

I guess this is
your lucky day, huh?

You'll love the food.

I've been coming here for years.

Never disappointed.

[BELL DINGS]

WOMAN:
Good morning.

Well, where's Justine
this morning?

She's at home in bed.

She's got the flu.

I'm telling you,
don't even look at it.

This place makes
a corned beef hash

that'll make you think
you've died and gone to heaven.

Now, stay still.

Come on.
Let's go, come on!

All right, take it easy. Ow!

Get over here.

Stay right there.

Don't move.

[DOOR CREAKS]

There we go.
Get down there.

Get down!

He's going to come looking
for his friend.

Why don't we have Frank
put our new toy to the test?

You got it!
Hot damn, you got it! Nice!

Did you get the friend?

Yeah. He's in the cellar.

Phoenix Foundation,
too, am I right?

The other one will be here soon.

How much power will it take
to stop his Jeep?

Point one percent
of one capacitor.

That transformer's more than
enough to juice it that much.

Help me with the cables.

Let's go with the cables.

Okay, here we go.

[BEEP]

[LOW WHIRRING]

That'll do it.
Point one percent.

We're in business.

That's it?

It's everything we can
pull out of that transformer.

You just wait until we patch it in
to Powertech's superconductor,

then you'll really see
what this baby can do.

Show me how it works.

First you need some power
to charge the capacitors.

Then the capacitors
dump the electricity

into the vercador chamber here.

It generates
the electromagnetic pulse

which discharges from
the focus in the dish here.

Follow me.

Now, the whole procedure's
operative when you push this button.

It also has an automatic sequence
feature for remote operation.

All the modern
conveniences, huh?

Good.

Armin!

Better get out there.

He'll be coming anytime now.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
IN DISTANCE]

He's coming.

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

[MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE]

- Now!
- Do it.

[DEEP WHIRRING,
ELECTRONIC BUZZING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERS TO A STOP]

Now what?

Hold it right there.

What's going on?

Hey, I was gonna return
the gas can.

Keep moving.

Let's go.

MacGyver!

How you doin', Pete?

Over there, both of you.
Go now, over there.

Would you mind telling us
what's going on?

History in the making,

and you two are going
to be part of it.

You know, we'd be happy
to just pass on that.

Aside from special operations,

your Phoenix Foundation engages

in speculation and
analysis, right?

Tell me, how many men do
you suppose it would take

to overpower the downtown
core of a city,

and throw the lives of, uh,

oh, say a million people,
into total chaos, how many?

Oh, I don't know.
What do you think, uh?

Aw, you got us on that.

The correct answer is four.

With strategy, timing,
the right technology,

we will show the rest
of the world just how soft

and vulnerable you
Americans really are.

Forget the rhetoric.

At 1:00 this afternoon,

a lot of people are going
to wish it was simply talk.

When we are through
with your city,

your streets will be filled
with lifeless vehicles,

your, your communications
will be shut down

and your financial center
will be in a shambles

and your people will riot and
panic and destroy one another.

Big plans.

And you are going
to be part of them.

And if you behave yourselves,
you may live to tell about it.

You gentlemen know
how these work.

Pull the pin...

release the handle,
and it explodes.

Crude, but effective.

Now then, if you
gentlemen, uh, should try

to loosen your ropes, you will only
succeed in blowing each other up.

Once we have achieved
our objective,

we will notify the authorities
as to your whereabouts,

and then you can validate
our accomplishments.

You see gentlemen,
you are our witnesses.

The videotape, is it ready?

It's all set.
They'll definitely get the message.

Good.
Come over here, look at this.

Frank and I will be finished at
the microwave base by 10:40.

Armin, you and Lisa must have

the telephone switching station
out of commission by 10:45.

No problem.

We will rendezvous here

at this intersection by 11:10,
1.5 kilometers from Powertech.

Understood?

Jonathan...

the Phoenix men.

Would it not be better
if we killed them?

More questions, Armin?

What we are doing is a first
and I want it witnessed.

We are going to accomplish more
than just our leader's freedom.

And when it is over,

the American military complex
will do everything possible

to cover up the fact that
their defenses could not prevent

four lone individuals

from crippling one
of their largest cities.

Jonathan...

really, there's no way
to cover up something this big.

They will try.

But the Phoenix Foundation
is a corporate white knight,

and when people come to them
looking for answers,

Phoenix will tell them
the truth.

And they will be believed.

It is time. We must go.

THORNTON: Did you hear that?
Sounded like a truck.

Yeah, it's a big rig.

They've got something covered
up on the back, too.

Any idea what that could be?

I haven't a clue.

So...

So how do we get out of here?

I don't know.

You don't know?!

MacGyver, don't do this to me.
Come on, think!

I'm trying, Pete.

You know maybe you can
come up with something.

All right, maybe I can.

Let's see, uh... uh...

Okay, I got it.

We throw one of the grenades
up there, under the door.

We duck over there for cover,

and when it blows,
we're out of here.

Yeah.

Except I think this place
would cave in on us.

Oh... maybe you're right.

Uh... maybe we could find
something to replace the pins.

Yeah.

That's better.

It's good, in fact.

Really?

Yeah. I'll need
your lift ticket.

Oh, well, that's fine.
How are you gonna get it?

Ever heard of a party game
called "Pass the Apple"?

Take a look that way.

MAN [ON TV]: I'm not going
to stand for this anymore.

You were right, no guard.

He only checks in twice a day.

Like I said, this place
is an easy target.

This is what we patch in
to all the broadcasting signals.

Help me with this thing.

Pull it.

Okay, right here.

This is suicide!

There's got to be another way.

Well, if you think of one
in the next 30 seconds,

let me know.

Got it?

Yeah, I got it.

But hurry!

There.

I want it broadcast
on all stations,

both radio and television.

I have to set the timer.

THORNTON:
It's slipping.

Don't talk.

Yeah, but...

[THORNTON YELLS]

12,700 telephones.

All the eggs in one basket.

Ah.

Let's see...

Got another idea.
You want to hear it?

Yeah, shoot.

The detonator in the grenade.

You think that'll blow
those doors?

Nope.

Oh.

But you're onto something, Pete.

The C-4 inside it will.

Yeah?

You're doing good, Pete.

Ow...

Here.

Get the detonator out of there.

Yeah, sure.

Detonator.

Yeah, here.

THORNTON:
Aw, it's just a power line.

There's no phone here.

We've got to get help.

Let's check the truck.

No keys.

Ah.

Listen, do you believe him?

You think they can really
do what he said they could?

Yeah. How about you?

I don't think
we can afford not to.

[ENGINE SPUTTERS, STARTS]

Let's get to a phone.

[TRUCK HORN HONKING]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

It's dead.

Look, the windows.

They clash with my fur.

[CLICKING]

This one's out, too.

I wonder if they got
to a switching station?

Yeah, could be.

He talked about weak links.

This sure fits.

"Vectrocomp."

Ring any bells?

Yeah.
We've work with them.

They've been tied up with the
Air Force the last couple of years.

They specialize in
electromagnetic technology.

PUPPET:
You're the one who took my...

[LAUGHTER]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE]

We the soldiers
of the Black Dove Front,

have taken over
your public airwaves

to demand the liberation
of our leader, General Shakthi.

He is to be released before his
scheduled court appearance

this afternoon at 1:00,

and taken to the airport
where you will provide

a private aircraft
to return him to his homeland.

If you fail to do this, we will
strike a deadly blow

to the heart of your city.

We will attack your city at
its most vulnerable points.

All electrical systems
will be terminated.

Transportation will be brought
to a standstill,

creating massive gridlock to all
of your major thoroughfares.

Telephones, radios, television,

all forms of communication
will be cut.

Every computer in the downtown
core will be rendered useless.

Their operational memory

and the information they contain
will be wiped clean.

Police and emergency services
will be powerless

to deal with the riots and
looting that will occur.

Many lives will be lost in the
panic that will grip your city.

The choice is yours.

You have until 1:00 this
afternoon to release our leader,

or we shall bring your city
to its knees.

MacGYVER: They set
the deadline for 1:00.

That gives us less than an hour.

Well, if they have
taken out a switching station,

it'll take at least that long
to get a phone that works.

Think.

Did you hear what he said?

I mean, how could four people

possibly do that much
damage to a city?

I mean, short of a
nuclear bomb, that is.

Vectrocomp.

My watch stopped.

My Jeep.

Well, what's your Jeep got
to do with your watch?

They both stopped
about the same time.

It would take an electromagnetic
pulse of some kind to do that.

And that is Vectrocomp's
specialty.

Do you think they hijacked
an EMP generator of some kind?

I'll bet that's what
was on the truck.

Suppose they hijacked an EMP
from these men.

Why would they take it
to the cabin?

I mean, why would they bother
to knock out a phone grid

this far from the city?

To create a dead zone
to work within.

Well, what for?

Power.

They need power.

Power?

Powertech.
Heard of 'em?

Yeah.

It's a multi-national energy
development corporation.

They've got branches
all over the world.

Maybe they've got a branch
around here, in the dead zone.

Of course, it would take an
enormous source of energy

to feed an EMP generator that
could do that much damage.

"Powertech, High Voltage Lab.

1460 Iron Ridge Road."

Let's find it.

I saw a map in the truck.

I'm Marilyn Ross reporting
from the Federal courthouse,

and with me is Dr. Cromwell,

best selling author of
The Terrorist Game,

a book which detailed the
activities of the Black Dove Front

in the Mediterranean last year.

Tell us, doctor,
what is your assessment

of the televised
threat they made?

Frankly, Marilyn,
I don't buy a word of it.

The Black Doves are obviously
making a last-ditch attempt

to keep their leader
from going to trial.

Is there other technology they
could use to carry out such a threat?

In principle, yes, but it's a
good eight to ten years away.

The military has been
experimenting

with electromagnetic
pulse generators

that produce a similar
atmospheric effect.

But I hardly think they'd have
access to that kind of technology.

Everybody on the floor!

On the floor, get down, now!

Who's in charge?

I am.

Open the doors.

Open the doors!

Now close it!
Close it!

Get down with the rest of them.

We have to be loaded up
and out of here in 20 minutes.

Where is it?

Over here.

One high-density superconducting
energy storage magnet

all recharged and rea...

What's going on?

- What's going on? Oh, no!
- What's wrong?

It's empty, there's no power.
It's dead.

What? We planted you here
for two months

to make sure that everything
was in place, and now this?

Hey!

The maintenance was scheduled
to be finished last week.

It was supposed to be recharged
two days ago.

All right.
Charge it now.

This is not a
flashlight battery.

It takes all day.

We must be out of here
in 20 minutes.

There has to be another way.

Only one way.

What?

The high voltage regulator.

We can force-feed this sucker
three million volts in one big gulp,

but it's risky.

It could blow up our generator.

Nothing is as risky
as certain failure.

Do it.

THORNTON: You know,
if they have an EMP,

and they get
the right amount of power,

the electromagnetic pulse
could wipe out

banking, social security
records, pensions,

even the stock exchange.

I mean, it could be a threat to
the entire nation's economy!

Put that on top of blackout,
gridlock, looting --

it's kind of a grim picture.

Yeah.

I just hope we're not the only
ones coming to this conclusion.

Tell me, colonel,
could these terrorists

have stolen an
electromagnetic pulse generator?

Absolutely impossible.

If we were experimenting
with such a weapon,

it would be under such tight
security there'd be no way

these fanatics could get
within a mile,

let alone walk away with it.

You have to remember, Marilyn,

we would be talking about a
massive piece of equipment here.

Come on.

Look at this place.
No security. None.

As soon as you've got it
locked down,

you need to run the ground
cable over to the floor box,

then start connecting this cable
to the magnet terminals.

Look at that!

They have got an EMP.

What are they up to?

MacGYVER:
Well that big tower looks like

some kind of high voltage
generator.

I'd be willing to bet they're
gonna charge up that magnet,

and yes, it can store
enough energy

to do what they said they'd do.

I'm gonna have to climb up there
and pull the plug on 'em.

Well, how are you going to do
that without getting spotted?

I can't.

Maybe I can slow 'em down.

I want that magnet charged
to its full capacity.

Mister, you're out of your mind.

That generator tower puts out
over three million volts of electricity.

If we release
a charge like that too fast,

this whole place'll go up.

We'll just have
to take that chance.

Take over, Frank.

Come, come, come.

Three million volts, coming up.

Armin, get those cables
hooked up.

[LOUD RHYTHMIC BUZZING]

[OVER P.A. SYSTEM]:
Move it.

What have you got?

I'm gonna lock 'em in with that.

If they bust through...

give this a yank.

How much longer?

30 seconds.

It's that Phoenix man!

Lisa, come!

Hold it!

There goes the other one!
He's going for the cable!

No! You'll hit the tower!

Finish that connection.

The moment it's charged, hit it.

Move, inside.

Move. Quickly.

FRANK:
Almost. That's it.

- Charged.
- Fire.

No! Armin's still up there.

I said fire.

[WHOOSHING, CRACKLING]

No!

[YELLING]

You butcher!

[GUNSHOT]

Never mind!
Never mind.

See if it worked.

The generator's
fully discharged.

It worked.

Let's go!

You! You open the door.

Get back.

Hey! We've got your friend.

Interfere with us again
and he's dead.

I promise you that!

- Move it!
- All right!

MacGYVER: Please, think --
did they say anything at all

about where they
were taking that thing?

No, nothing. They just wanted
to get the superconductor

storage magnet charged
and out of here.

Do you have any idea what pulse
range the EMP might have?

With three million volts
on board?

[CHUCKLES]
I figure at least two miles.

All right, they've got 15 minutes
before their deadline.

Where's the closest
vantage point of the city?

There's only one --
at the end of the road.

Jericho Point.

First a witness, now a hostage.

You are a valuable man,
Mr. Thornton.

Will you release Shakthi?

It's government policy
that we will not give in

to the demands
of any terrorist organization.

Your policy's about to expire.

[NEWSWOMAN TALKING]

Enjoy your front row seat.

...threat will continue.

With just five minutes left until 1:00,

we have received word that
General Shakthi is now in transit.

It's not yet clear if he's being
taken to the airport and released,

or brought here to the Federal
courthouse to face trial as planned.

Get it going.
Power up the capacitors.

[BEEPS]

Storage magnet drained.
All capacitors charging.

Three million volts ready to go.

All right.

12:57. Set the timer
for three minutes.

I will focus the dish.

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

[BEEPING]

[LOUD POP]

Something is wrong.

Keep an eye on the power level.

Hey!

Frank?

[GRUNTING]

[YELLS]

[GRUNTS, GROANS]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

Can you turn it off?

No. It's locked
in automatic sequence.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[LOW WHIRRING]

Let's go.

[BEEPING, WHIRRING CONTINUE]

[WHIRRING GROWS LOUDER]

[ELECTRONIC CRACKLING,
BUZZING DIE DOWN]

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO
TRANSMISSION]

THORNTON: No, what MacGyver did
was connect the generator

to the superconductor,
then back to the generator.

Right?
Uh, yeah.

Sort of like giving it
a shot of its own medicine.

This is a matter of
national security, officer.

My men will debrief you.

Do you realize you've
just destroyed

a multimillion-dollar piece of
top secret military hardware?

Sorry.

Listen, it was the only way.

I'll give you the full details
in my report.

There's not going to be
any report, Mr. Thornton.

I feel a stonewall coming here.

Yeah, but it's not gonna happen.

Count on it.

So, Pete, what do you feel
like doing next weekend?

Well, I...

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Mr. MacGyver, got you working
the night shift, have they?

Well, not exactly.

I got a message from Dr. Kozby
to meet him in the research lab.

Yeah, well, you never know
with him, do you?

- Yeah.
- Go right on through, sir.

Thanks.

[BEEPS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[METALLIC RATTLING]

[PAINED GROAN]

[BEEPS]

Well!

Hey, Pete.
What are you doing here?

Well, I've been here all day,

reviewing research and
development funding proposals

for Thursday's board meeting.

- How about you?
- I got a call from Koz.

There's no telling
what he wants.

Really? That's where
I'm headed.

Well, maybe it's about
the naval research project.

Guess we'll find out.

[CLATTERING]

[ELEVATOR WHIRRING]

MacGYVER:
Hey, Koz!

Hey, MacGyver, Pete!

Hi. How's it going?
What are you guys doing here?

Well, I've just been going over
some funding proposals.

Oh.

And I got a message
to meet you here.

You did?

I did.

Well, I guess somebody got
their wires crossed up somewhere.

Well, anyway, while you're here,

come on in and I'll bring you
up to date, okay?

I've got some good news
and some bad news.

Uh, Veronica,
would you please put up

the anthracisslide
on the monitor, okay?

Right away, Koz.

Observe, Bacillus anthracis,

aka anthrax.

One of the deadliest bacteria
known to man,

and one of the easiest biological
weapons to manufacture.

I hope this isn't the good news.

[LAUGHS]

As you know, the Navy SEALs
needed a portable unit--

Put that down, MacGyver, please?

--to I.D. anthrax if and when
it was released into the air.

Something just like this
only a lot smaller.

No, don't!

Uh, Koz... you said
you had some good news?

KOZBY:
Oh, yeah, yeah.

I found a method of rapid
identification of the anthrax.

Yeah, uh, the potential
is enormous.

I mean, this could mean
the elimination of anthrax

as a biological weapon.

Well, what's the bad news?

Well, you know the research
and development budget?

Yeah?

I kind of spent it all
on the research part.

[ALARM BLARES]

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Unauthorized transportation

of restricted substances
into controlled area.

Veronica,
check the vault, quickly!

All personnel,

there has been an unauthorized
removal of restricted materials.

Hey! What are you doing?
That's locked down.

You're supposed to be
in roll call. Come on.

Come on, let's go.

[GRUNTING]

Unauthorized transportation
of restricted substances

into controlled area.

[STRAINED GROAN]

VERONICA: Koz, there's
an anthrax vial missing:

Sample A-7, Lot 43.

No! That's
the most virulent strain!

[ALARM BLARES]

Could someone have taken
the wrong sample by mistake?

I know my people --
they're not sloppy.

[GRUNTS]

[PAINED GROAN]

[SIGHS]

[PANTING]

- [ALARM BLARING]
- Woody!

What happened?

Oh, some guy trying to break
into the elevator hit me.

This elevator shuts
off automatically.

The car couldn't have
left this floor.

He must have gone up the shaft.

Well, we've got to
try to contain him.

I'll notify security.

[GRUNTS]

[ELEVATOR WHIRRING]

[ELEVATOR MOTOR WINDS DOWN]

Don't move, MacGyver.

Steve?

You remember me.

Well, yeah, it's kind of tough to
forget a guy who saved my life.

You got a better memory
than some people I know.

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

Thanks for the ride in,
MacGyver.

I've got my own way out.

Steve?!

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

Well, this is the latest report
from the Navy.

According to this,
your friend Morrison

was honorably discharged
from the SEALs five months ago.

Discharged?

Yeah, and a month
before he left,

they reassigned him,
to nonoperational status.

Now what does that tell you?

That's the first step towards
kicking him out altogether.

Non-op is like death
to these guys.

Now I don't get it, Pete.

Steve Morrison was
one of the best.

Something had to have happened
to make him do this.

The Navy records don't go
into any detail.

They lost track of him
after his discharge.

I've got our people hunting down
his former commander.

Maybe he can give us
some answers.

- Any word?
- No, not yet.

The police have an APB
out on him.

How about you?

Well, we've been up all night
trying to corner any vaccine available.

We've managed to locate
about a thousand doses,

but, that's a drop in the bucket
if ever that anthrax is released.

Just exactly what are we up
against here?

Anthrax causes hemorrhages
to all the internal organs

and prevents the blood
from clotting.

It has a fatality rate of 80%
if untreated.

Just how contagious is it?

It could be spread by the simple
breathing in of the spores,

or infected dust,
or absorbed through the skin.

If it ever gets
into the food chain,

it can spread like wildfire.

Oh, that's great.

And we've got a highly trained
commando out there

who's planning to do
God knows what with it.

And that brings us
to the bad news.

What?!

Come on, now don't overreact.

We can handle this thing with
the proper procedures, okay?

Koz, spit it out.

Maybe Morrison didn't exercise
as much caution as he could have.

Just say it!

All right! He didn't
properly pack the anthrax.

It should have been
housed in a...

you know, atmospheric
receptacle like this.

You're saying the container
he has is fragile?

I'm saying that the vial
that he took has a lid

designed for lab purposes only.

Any environmental variation,

and the seal will rupture.

And if that happens, we're dealing
with a plague out there, is that it?

Yeah.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

I'm calling to confirm the time.

3:00, the Heathcoat Restaurant

on Highway 37,
just outside of Riverton.

3:00, the restaurant.

He chose a good spot
for the exchange.

A public place, lots of people.

That'll make your job more difficult.

My job?

Once we have the culture,
we can manufacture our own.

We won't need to do business
with him again.

MAN: All I can say is,
I'm not surprised.

Morrison's instability
is the reason

we dropped him to
a non-op status.

Look, commander,
I know Steve Morrison.

I spent three weeks in Germany
on mission with him.

Now why was he discharged?

You're asking for
classified information.

We are cleared for
classified information!

Do you want me to call
the admiral?

Now was Morrison a part of the
SEALs anthrax detection program

or not?

Up until his discharge, yes.

Morrison became
emotionally volatile

and demonstrated a radical
personality change.

You have to understand
how a SEAL squad functions.

If four of the men can't count
on the fifth, then he's gone.

- So you blackballed him.
- He knew the rules.

He was the best!

Look, he saved MacGyver's life

and took a piece of shrapnel
in the head

from a terrorist bomb doing it.

I'm aware of the mission, sir.

Well, did it ever occur to you

that his change in behavior
might be the result of that?

He recovered 100%
from that wound.

What other explanation
can there be?

Posttraumatic shock.

A reaction of being wounded.

Some men bounce back,
some men don't.

And some men just get
bounced out, is that it?

WOMAN [OVER P.A.]:
Commander Hilliard,

you have a call from Steve Morrison,
on line three.

Excuse me.

Commander Hilliard here.

Commander Hilliard...

you finally accepted
one of my calls.

Morrison, I'm ordering you
to return that anthrax culture,

and turn yourself in
immediately.

I'm not taking orders anymore,
commander.

I'm giving them.

I'm in charge now.

What's on your mind?

You and I have a lot
to talk about,

but not on the phone.

Be at 1190 Bolton Drive
in a half an hour.

I'll be there.

You two go ahead.

I'll get the police
and be right behind you.

The truck's on its way.

They'll be in Portland
before we are.

Good.
Let's hit it.

I just want to have one last
look to see if we got everything.

I got everything.

Let's just go.

But I still have
to get my files,

and that list of
doctors from Portland.

Look, I am sick to death
of your research,

and your damn doctors.

Don't you talk to me like that
after all we've been through!

I'm trying to help you, Steve.

Look, if I need your help,
I'll ask for it, Marie.

There is nothing wrong with me.

And stop looking at me
like I'm some kind of freak!

Honey. Honey, honey...

I'm sorry.

You're all I've got left.

Don't you turn on me, too.

I won't, Steve.

You should know that by now.

Let's go.

Morrison!

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Morrison, Commander Hilliard.

Morrison?

[BEEP]

MORRISON [ON TAPE]:
Don't move, commander.

Your life depends on it.

The box on this desk contains
a bomb with enough TNT

to turn this house
into a vacant lot.

If you move for the door,

the infrared motion detector
on the south wall

will detonate the bomb.

Now take a look at the timer
on the desk.

You have two minutes
before it detonates the bomb.

Use that time to think about how
you destroyed my life, commander.

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING]

HILLIARD:
We've got to stop that thing.

Yeah.

Listen, we can't move fast enough
to get to the door or the bomb.

We're gonna have to blind
that motion detector.

Okay, how are we gonna do that?

Slowly.

[BEEPING]

Tilt this lamp back towards me.

What?

The lamp -- tilt it towards me.

Slowly.

Okay. All right.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

All right, now very slowly,

move that light bulb as
close to the motion detector

as you possibly can.

Do you think the heat
from the light bulb...

will shield your movement?

I sure hope so.

Hold it.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

Oh...

[BEEPING]

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

Morrison's not here,

but he left us
a little calling card.

MacGyver's inside.

Any sign of the anthrax?

No. But it looks like
they're headed north.

Some rental ads from
a Portland newspaper...

and auto club maps to Portland.

Eh.

We better show these
to the police.

They're gonna want
to set up roadblocks.

Here. I think you may want
to put out a bulletin on this.

[CONTINUES TALKING
INDISTINCTLY]

Commander...

this stack of letters --

they're from Morrison's wife,
addressed to you.

She was asking you for help,
and all you did was kiss her off

every time with a standard form letter.

What's that all about?

Morrison was discharged.

His affairs are the concern
of the VA now.

Never mind his affairs.
What about him?

He was part of your team,
your own man needed help,

and you treated him
like a number!

Good job.

You're gonna love
Portland, honey.

We'll buy a boat and run fishing
charters for the fat-cat tourists.

Whole new start.

We can't afford a boat, Steve.

Not yet.

We will.

- Steve!
- Just hold on.

[GARBLED RADIO TRANSMISSION]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

MARIE: Steve, that's
the police back there.

Why are you turning around?

Just never mind, Marie.

Steve, what are you doing?

Steve!

[KEYS JANGLING]

I'll be right back.

- What are you doing?
- Just stay in the car.

MAN:
Hello?

Felder, there's been
a change of plans.

I don't like sudden changes
like this.

Okay, Hans.

We'll cancel, and I'll find
somebody else to sell the anthrax to.

You must have some competitors
out there that would be interested.

I didn't say
I wasn't still interested.

Still have that helicopter
at your disposal?

Yes.

There's an old summer camp on
the south shore of Moorhead Lake.

Be there in two hours.

What are you doing with this?

Give it to me.

Steve, what is going on?

This is from the
Phoenix Foundation.

Isn't that where MacGyver works?

This is none of your concern.

You stole it, didn't you?

That's why the police
are after you.

Don't worry,
no one's gonna catch me.

Not Hilliard, and not MacGyver.

You know he turned on me, too?

How can you say that?

MacGyver sat in that hospital
with me for days

while you were in recovery.

He's your friend.

Yeah? Well he's got his knife
in my back,

just like everybody else.

You're with them, too,
aren't you?

Everybody's against me.

Well, I'll show you.

I'll show everybody.

Steve!

Please, turn yourself in
before someone gets hurt!

You need help!

Steve!

[SOBBING]

[PANTING]

I didn't know who else to call.

It's all right, Marie.

You're gonna be all right.

What are you doing here,
commander?

Doesn't the Navy have a form letter
for a situation like this?

Your husband's a very sick man.
He needs to be stopped.

How would you know
whether he's sick or not?

Mrs. Morrison, where is he?

I overheard him talking
on the phone...

planning to meet someone up
at that camp by Moorhead Lake.

I heard him say they were
going to use a helicopter.

You said helicopter?

Yes, I think so.

I don't mean to, uh,
panic anybody or anything,

but any sudden change
in air pressure could...

breach the integrity
of-of-of the container seal.

All right, look, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna have to
call in the police again.

We need a full-scale
search party.

- But they'll kill him!
- Not if he gives himself up.

Steve will never
give himself up.

He's been trained
not to give up.

She's right.

If you send a bunch of cops after
a trained commando like Morrison,

they'd better be fully armed,
and prepared to shoot on sight.

I'm sorry.

You can't do this.

That guy said you'd
pay for my bike.

- What are you talking about?
- 500 bucks.

What?!

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE STARTING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

MacGyver!

[MOTORCYCLE APPROACHING]

The reason I wrote
was to ask you

to help me convince Steve to
go back to the hospital for surgery.

He recovered
from the wound 100%.

His personality changed.
That's not a 100% recovery.

I studied every medical journal
I could get my hands on.

It's classic --
he developed scar tissue,

a lesion from that injury,
on his brain.

That's the cause of all this.

Do you think I could have
prevented that? Huh?

He admired you.

Until you shut him out.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Morrison.
I don't make the rules.

That must be a very
comforting thought.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

[ENGINE STALLS]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[GRUNTING]

[PAINED GROANING]

Felder!

The cash!

It's all here, Morrison.

Just as we agreed.

That's far enough!

Put it down right there.

Now back off.

What's the matter, Morrison?

Don't you trust us?

Not hardly.

A gift.

Max.

That's very good, Morrison.

Perhaps we can do
business again someday.

Don't count on it.

[GUNSHOT]

[HUMMING ACCELERATES]

[METALLIC MOANING]

Wait a minute,
something's wrong!

He's got the anthrax!

FELDER:
You see him?

He's not there.

Come around here. Careful.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Give me the anthrax.

It's over, Steve.

Marie's waiting for you.

[COCKS GUN]

You need help, man.

There's nothing wrong with me!

Steve...

you saved my life once.

Give me a chance
to return the favor.

[WEEPING]

[CONTINUES WEEPING]

[WEEPING INTENSIFIES]

[SNIFFLING, CRYING]

MARIE:
The doctor said,

if his recovery continues
as well as it has,

he can stay at home
until the bandages come off.

- That is excellent.
- [MARIE CHUCKLES]

I'm getting tired
of visiting you in hospitals.

- Mm-hmm.
- [CHUCKLING] You and me both.

Hello.

Glad I caught you.
I just wanted to... wish you well.

Thanks.

I'm doing all right.

I, um, owe you an apology.

Both of you.

MORRISON:
Did what you had to do.

What I would have done

if the shoe would've
been on the other foot.

Well, all I can say is,

from now on,
I'm going to read all my mail.

Personally.

Mmm.

[CHUCKLES]

Thanks, MacGyver.

Ah, forget it.

Like he said,

if the shoe had been
on the other foot...

Well, least this time

you'll know
I'm along for the ride.

Yeah.

Why don't you sit up here?

Might be a little smoother.

Welcome home.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[BUZZING]

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[BUZZING]

[ENGINE REVS]

Welcome back to the world.

I found your target.

He's here... camping.

The whole area's marked
out for hiking trails,

so tracking him will be
a piece of cake.

There's just one hitch.

He's got a couple
of guys with him.

You ask me, you ought
to wait till he's alone.

How come you gotta
talk to him anyway?

That's pretty strangoid,
you know that?

Safer just to whack him
and have done with it.

Hey, it's none of my business.

You gotta do
what you gotta do, right?

Wheels are over there.

Happy hunting.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTING]

Here, Pete, let me
give you a hand.

Oh, thanks.

[GROANS]

[WATER SPLASHES]

It would sure help if some people

did their share of
the work around here.

These pictures could be valuable
historical documents some day.

The last big gold strike
in the Pacific Northwest.

I wouldn't count on it, Jack.

The only gold we're gonna find

is residue from a vein that
dried up 50 years ago.

We shall see, mon ami,
we shall see.

You got all this old stuff
patched up and ready to go?

Let's give it a try.

All right, let me see
if I got this straight.

Now, the gravel we
dredge up out of the river

gets filtered through
this thingy...

Sluice box.

Right.

And the mud...

Concentrate.

I am, Mac.

This is called concentrate.

All right.

Have it your way,
Mr. Perfect.

The concentrate goes into
this whirly-gig-whats-it...

Separator.

Which washes the crud
off and leaves the gold.

I love it.

I'm gonna be...
we're gonna be

rich!

It's written in the stars.

[LAUGHING]

You're setting yourself up
for a fall again.

No way. It's fate.

Jack Dalton is playing poker
at a particular place

at a particular time
for a reason.

He wins a claim to a gold mine.

There's gold here.
Gotta be.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

I can smell it.

The only thing you smell
is fresh air.

Which is the only
reason we agreed

to come on this
little expedition.

We shall see.

[SQUEAKING]

Let them nuggets roll!

Woo-woo!

Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait! Jack! Jack!

Slow it down, Jack.

Jack, come on!
Stop!

[SIGHS]

Where's the gold?

That's it?

That's my claim?

Oh, what were you
expecting, bracelets?

You dream, you plan, you work

and you end up with
a finger full of dust?

What about my fate?

I think your fate's
just dealt you

about 15 bucks worth
of gold a week.

DALTON:
Look at this.

Sure not much to show
for 40 hours of manual labor.

Jack, you are always
going to be disappointed

because you always
want to take shortcuts.

I think of them as...
calculated risks.

You mean miscalculated risks.

- Yeah, like the time you...
- Like the time you...

Wait a minute.
Like the time you scrounged up

that bargain basement airplane.

Huh?

DALTON:
Landing gear coming down.

Uh-oh...

MacGYVER: Uh-oh? What uh-oh?
What do you mean, uh-oh?

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.

Bad news is
the left landing gear isn't.

You mean we can't land?

We're just not
gonna 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 the ship.

I'm just the engineer.

[WIND BLOWING]

It's 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.

[HISSES]

[CLANKING]

Now they're green!

MacGyver, you're beautiful!

Jack!

MacGyver!

Jack, when are you
going to learn

there's no such thing
as a free ride?

This is the thanks I get

for cutting my friends in
on a golden opportunity?

[IMITATING GROUCHO MARX]
Imagine my chagrin.

Whew!

Hey! I know.

What if there's a mother lode
upstream? A gold mine?

Let's say we go scout around.

No way.

I will never go into another
mine with you.

Not after that last time.

My, my, ain't that
a pretty sight?

We got it.

Hot damn, we got it.

Well, boys...

time for a parting of the ways.

No point in leaving
evidence around for ballistics,

I always say.

These fellas escaped,

holed up in a mine,
lit a candle,

it turned out to be
a stick of dynamite.

Pitiful, ain't it?

Bodeen!

[GROANING]

[GAGGING]

MacGyver, the dynamite!

No, no, no,

not the money!
Not the money, Mac!

Get back!

[EXPLOSION]

Five... million... bucks.

Forget it, Jack.

It's only money.

You know, this may come
as a shock to you, Jack,

but most people go out
and work for a living

instead of dragging their friends
from one disaster to another.

Moi?

Drag people? Who?

Need I remind you
how you got us involved

in a $30 million jewel heist?

Eh, that was definitely
not my fault.

WOMAN:
Yes.

Quite correct.

Designed for a queen.

Fitting for a princess.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Mr. Warwick.

Can I help you with that?

The jewels?

They're not heavy.

Beautiful, but not heavy.

Did you see them on television?

Oh, yeah.

And what did you think?

I think it's kind
of a flashy way

of telling people you're rich.

Ah, you don't approve?

Probably just jealous.

- Ready for immediate take-off.
- Good.

Stop!

Thieves!

Get it out of here, Jack!

[GUNSHOTS]

[GROANING]

How was I supposed to know
they were the police?

The same way you should have
known the woman who hired us

stole the jewels
in the first place.

Small detail.

And that small detail

meant that I had
to fly all the way to Toulons, France

to save your lives.

Save us?

As I recall Pete, we saved you.

Kill him now, and let's
get on with business.

I don't think
you really want to do this.

Especially not...

in front of witnesses.

But, sir,
we are all accomplices here.

Yeah. I hadn't actually thought
of it that way.

[GRUNTING]

We wouldn't want
your blood splattered

all over the jewels, would we?

All right, that's it.

I hope this will work.

Yeah, me, too, stand back.

On three.

One... two... three...

Now, Robert.

Stop!

Well, sorry to bust in
on you like this.

[CHUCKLES]
What kept you?

Hey, are we great, or what?

What a team!

See? The three of us
are invincible.

Why shouldn't we be rich, too?

Jack, you're a lost cause.

There are more
important things in life

than treasure hunting.

Like fishing.

Which reminds me,
I hear the trout calling.

See you later.

[THUNDER RUMBLING IN DISTANCE]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[GROANS]

[THUNDER RUMBLING IN DISTANCE]

[THUNDER CRACKLING]

What is this?!

[FIRES GUN]

[GUNSHOTS]

Hunters?

No, this is a game preserve.
There's no hunting.

[THREE GUNSHOTS]

Better check on Pete.

[THUNDER CRACKLING]

Pete!

Mac...

Blood.

We got two sets of tracks here.

Who'd want to shanghai Pete?

It's a good question.

Just what are you up to?!

Which way?

There.

Think Pete's leaving us a trail?

He might be trying to give
us an idea who's got him.

Something to do with Phoenix?

Or someone from Phoenix.

He had a run-in with some of
his own people a while back.

A guy named Matt Webber.

Pete trusted him.

Webber used that trust to sabotage
a missile we were disarming.

We at zero volume yet?

All 35,000 liters pumped out.

Zero volume is confirmed.

Shut down pump,
prepare for disengagement.

Commence P-2 shutdown
and disengage.

The meters are oscillating!

We've got a charge reading here.

It's building up!

We got a 25-volt oscillation.

[ALARM BEEPING]

MAN [OVER P.A.]: Emergency alert.
Emergency alert.

Evacuate area.

- Evacuate area.
- [MEN YELLING]

Shut down all systems!
Bring in all back-ups.

Get the medevac choppers in!
Seal off this area, now!

Get it out, get it out!

MAN [OVER PA SYSTEM]:
Emergency alert.

Emergency alert...

Thermal incident
in facility three...

Thermal incident in
facility three...

Emergency alert.
Emergency alert.

The fumes, careful of the fumes.

MAN 1:
Where's that truck?

Get that foam
truck in there now!

MAN 2: We're damn lucky
the whole thing didn't go off!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

He's conscious,
and breathing on his own.

Pete!

[WORKERS YELLING
BACK AND FORTH]

Oh, man, and Pete
thought it was his fault?

That's what we were
all supposed to think.

It was part of Webber's
plan to force Pete

into an early retirement,

so he could take over his job.

But when we found out the truth,

Pete retired Webber.

And Nikki and I rescued Webber's
hostage from a railroad car.

[SQUEAKING]

[HISSING]

Now what?!

[COUGHING]

What is this?
Open the door!

[COUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Take care of Amundi.

[SQUEAKING APPROACHING]

[SQUEAKING]

Huh, well...

two more for
the unemployment line.

So if it is this Webber guy,
why didn't he just kill Pete?

I don't know.

But it's starting to look like
whoever's got him wants us to follow.

Yeah -- why else would
they leave the hat

and the fishing stuff behind?

Well, he's playing games.

Mac!

Who do we know who
likes playing games?

Like dress-up and murder?

Murdoc.

Exactly.

Maybe he's after
all three of us.

Like that first time when he set
us up to meet at that junkyard.

Look at that.

"In memoriam.

Three dear friends,
taken before their time.

Peter Thornton..."

"Jack Dalton...
MacGyver."

[CLANKING]

What is going on?!

[GLASS BREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

[METAL CRUNCHING]

[GRUNTING]

Doors are jammed.

[BANGING]

Are you all right?

Whoever got us in here,
it wasn't Jack Dalton.

THORNTON:
It's Murdoc!

DALTON: You guys are lucky
you got out of there.

Oh, that Murdoc's
full of surprises.

Yeah, that guy's got a knack
for coming out of nowhere.

Murdoc does know this area.

Pete's cabin's
near here, isn't it?

Used to be.

Remember me, MacGyver?!

When last we parted
I had a couple of broken bones

and you left me with
a whole lot of burned flesh!

NIKKI: I saw that
maniac at Ellard's Store.

That's Murdoc.

He's not your normal
professional killer.

Get ready to break for the door.

Where are you going?

NIKKI:
Look out!

[GRUNTING]

Get the door!

Go! Run!

Get to the Jeep!

Your car or mine?

Mine.

- Oh, no.
- We'll take yours.

Keys.

That fire won't keep him
stalled for long.

[CLICKING]

This guy's a nut case.

Yeah, no kidding.

Oh, God...

Wait a minute. Quiet. Quiet!

[BEEPING]

What's that noise?

[BEEPING]

That's bad news.

[GLASS SHATTERING]

He's a maniac.

That guy never gives up.

No kidding.

As far as I'm concerned,

people who wear
masks are cowards...

or too ashamed
to show their faces.

Which are you?

Who are you?!

Mac.

Hold it, Jack.

It could be booby-trapped.

DALTON:
Who'd booby-trap a wallet?

Who'd booby-trap a bed?

Murdoc.

- Here are those papers.
- [CLICK]

Don't move.

So how long
you figure it'd be...

Why? What? What?

Didn't you hear a click
when you sat down?

That click...

like the kind you hear before...
kaboom?

It's probably a low-powered
charge, specially designed.

It's only gonna destroy the bed.

What about the guy on it?

Yeah, that, too.

Oh, boy.

Nice job.

Very clever.

Any attempt to defuse it,
is going to blow it.

Will you stop that?

It's nice to hear all this
professional appreciation,

but I happen to be the target.

Easy, stay cool, MacGyver.

The important thing to remember

is that with a charge like this,

it blows almost
completely straight up.

[GROANS]

All right...
give me your hand.

Give me your hand!

It's coming.

Now.

Huh?

Now!

[YELLING]

All right, Jack, that trail
goes back up to the road.

There's a phone
at Ellard's Store.

Take the Jeep, go for help.

Leave you and Pete?
No way, compadre.

It's our best chance.

Trust me.

- Who are you?
- Never mind. Just drive.

Careful, that thing
could be loaded.

[ENGINE REVS]

Jack, no!

He got you, too?

She, Pete.

It's a she.

You!

You know this lady?

The name is Deborah.

Well, you could have killed us
all a dozen times by now.

Why the game?

Oh, this is no game, Pete.

MacGyver and I have
some unfinished business.

Yeah. I remember some of your
unfinished business with MacGyver.

- Help me shove off, will you?
- Sure.

- Don't forget to lock up.
- I won't.

And don't forget
to call tonight.

- It's your turn to cook.
- It's a date.

You're the Deborah that blinded him
when the boat blew up?

MacGyver wasn't supposed
to be blind.

He was supposed to be dead.

So what do you want with us?

[SIGHS]

You should know, as a fisherman,

that live bait works best.

And you're just the bait.

MacGyver will be
joining us shortly,

I assure you.

[NOTE READ IN VOICE-OVER
BY DEBORAH]

[THUNDER CRASHING]

DEBORAH:
MacGyver?

[GASPS]

How about it, MacGyver?

[LAUGHS] Am I a sight
for sore eyes, or what?

Deborah.

- [THUNDER CRASHES]
- Okay, here we are.

Come on.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[GLASS CRUNCHING]

Deborah... where are we?

Sorry it had to turn out
this way.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[GASPING]

Come on, honey.

Don't make it so hard
on yourself.

Enough of this cat-and-mouse
nonsense.

You and I both know it's over.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

You know,
I have to admit it's been fun.

If the boat had finished you,
I'd like to think

I might have been a pleasant
dying memory for you.

Deborah?

You want to talk about this?

We did, don't you remember?

[CLANKING]

I gave you every chance in the
world to close the deal your way.

I'm a negotiator, MacGyver.

But no, you've got to be a hero.

You know, maybe Knapp will
name the marina after you.

[SPLASHING]

[ELECTRICAL POPPING]

[WHISPERING]
Pete... Jack.

Show yourself, MacGyver.

Show yourself now
or I'll kill them.

You know I will.

[GUNSHOT]

The next one goes
through Thornton's head!

All right.

You want to tell me
what this is all about?

It's about some
unfinished business, honey.

Killing you.

You made me fail
for the first time in my career.

So I spent the last two years
in prison wondering why.

What'd you come up with?

I paid the price...

because I let my feelings
get in the way.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, I've always been
able to find something

in my victims that I could hate.

It made my job so much easier,

gave me that edge.

[SIGHS]

So you see, MacGyver,
that's why you won...

because I couldn't find
anything about you to hate.

Sorry.

But look...

if this is about killing me...

why'd you go
to all this trouble?

I mean, you could have
picked me off a long time ago.

I needed to look you
in the eye...

to see if I could feel
what I felt before...

but then still pull the trigger.

Well?

Goodbye, MacGyver.

MacGyver?

[GRUNTING]

Help me, please.

Don't let me die.
I'm slipping.

You got me?

Give me your hand.
That's it.

All right.

- I got you.
- Okay.

Don't let me fall.

Pull.

[GASPS]

Mac?

I don't get it.

I had her.

She was safe.

You did more than anybody
else would have.

She made her choice.

The scorpion.

What?

Well, I just remembered

the old fable about
the scorpion and the turtle.

The scorpion wanted
to cross the river,

but he couldn't swim,
so he asked the turtle

if he could
ride across on his back.

The turtle didn't think
he had anything to fear

because the scorpion certainly
wasn't going to sting him

or they'd both drown.

So he said, "Sure, climb on,
I'll take you across."

But about halfway over,

the scorpion stung him anyway.

And just
as they were going under,

the turtle turned to the
scorpion and said, "Why?

Why did you do that?

Now we're both going to die."

Do you know what the
scorpion's answer was?

"Because it's my nature."

Good story, Pete.

Yeah.

Leaders of the
economic summit in Geneva

vowed to ratify the
interim agreement.

In other news, the war against
the powerful drug lords of Colombia

has taken a new and
dangerous direction.

Narco-terrorism has been
unleashed on the United States soil

with the same
degree of arrogance

as the declaration of war

made by the Medellin
cocaine cartel leaders

Against the Colombian
government last month.

Fonsico Echevirria, the first
of the 12 extraditables

to be placed in U.S. custody,

and described as one
of the world's richest men,

has retaliated.

Ten days ago,

His mercenaries kidnapped
a young American journalist.

Their hostage,
Alexander Shannon,

Son of United States senator,
Tom Shannon.

Young Shannon is the journalist

who exposed the inner
workings of the Medellin cartel

in a major book
published last year.

Sources indicate that
the cartel has demanded

Echevirria be released

with safe conduct
back to Colombia

in exchange for Shannon's life.

Authorities, however,
refuse comment,

only to state that Echevirria
will not be released

under any circumstances.

On Wall Street today,
the financial...

You are neglecting
your work, Mr. Shannon.

And so long as you are my guest,
you will earn your keep, yes?

Don't get your hopes up,
Mr. Shannon.

It seems no one in your
country wants you back.

So, Escobar, how do you
like runnin' a prison camp

along with your
construction business?

Ah, the bosses know that
I pick the most secure sites

for their cocaine laboratories.

Why shouldn't they trust me
to keep their prisoner of war, eh?

So I told my wife, maybe someday

I'll bring a good woman up here
for you to soak with in the hot tub.

What hot tub?

The one that I brought up
in the net.

Over there.

I don't order no
stinking hot tub.

Come on. Let's open it.

It's stupid.

Why would anybody
send me a hot tub?

Maybe the bosses thought
it would keep you happy.

I think the bosses spend
too much time in California.

Alexander Shannon?

Name's MacGyver.

American?

Proud of it.

I came to get you out of here.

You D.E.A.?

No, Phoenix Foundation.

We find we don't have to
cut through as much red tape

to do this sort of thing.

I'll meet you behind
the storage area.

Uh, look, don't think me
ungrateful, but what's your plan?

I brought climbing equipment,

everything we need
to get off the mountain.

Then we take a little boat ride.

I've got a problem. Your plan?

I tried it last week
without the climbing equipment.

Great.

You got any other ideas?

Yeah, the chopper.
It's all there is.

We got to get to it.

I guess we're just gonna
have to wait another 10 days.

I don't think you or my
makeup will last that long.

Okay.

New plan.

Where can I get four
or five hours of privacy?

Lunch is over. The mess hall.

Okay.

You're gonna have
to help me on this.

I need a bunch of plastic.

Uh, something like,
uh, garbage bags.

Heavy-duty kind.

Heavy-duty garbage bags?

Yeah. And this
bamboo scaffolding,

about 100 feet should do it.

Can we discuss this?

No.

You don't want to know.

Right now, you've got to
find an excuse to assemble

the scaffolding
under that lean-to.

Can you handle that?

I think so.

Good.

Oh, and duct tape.

I'll need lots of duct tape.

Duct tape?

Hey, you! You, Shannon!

Where are you going
with that bamboo?

Uh, I thought I'd move
into the shade, Mr. Escobar.

That way I'll work faster.

All right.
Be sure you do.

A cement mixer?

MacGyver.

Garbage bags.

More duct tape.
Lots of duct tape.

You're doing good.

How you holdin' up?

- Fine.
- That's good.

'Cause now I need you
to build me five basic frames.

Two of 'em, twenty by five,
one, nine by two,

And two, nine by six.

Slip 'em under the tent
flap as you finish 'em.

Oh! And another tire.

Uh, one of the
wheelbarrows ought to do it.

Oh, my God.

I just figured out
what you're doing.

You know what I think?
I think you're crazy!

Give me a few hours,
you'll know for sure.

I've got one section left.

I have a hunch we're
about to have company.

We'll make it. Just one minute.
We'll make it.

We don't have a minute.
They're coming.

Hold them off.

Get in here! Let's go!

Buckle up!

It'll never fly!

You don't know that!

It flies.

It really flies!

Of course!

Home, sweet home, sweet home.

Yeah.

And another one behind us.

MacGyver, I thank you.

And the Shannon family
thanks you.

Yeah.

Pete,

you want to tap into
some of your other agents

for the next month or two?

I'm about to take
a very long nap.

Done.

Oh, uh, one thing.

The Medellin cartel
is not too happy about

this great escape of yours,
so, uh, watch yourself, okay?

Good night, Pete.

Good night.

Want to hit the light?

Yeah, hit the lights.

Hello? Hello, MacGyver!

Remember me, MacGyver?

It's been a while.

Think. Mission City, Minnesota.

You were a senior in high school,
I was in 7th grade.

We lived next door
to each other.

Zoe?

Zoe Ryan?

I'm glad that the Colombian
rescue I read about

didn't completely
soften your brain.

- You did this?
- What's the matter?

You don't think the weaker sex
is up to a task this formidable?

You did! You did this!

Do you remember what
Jack Dalton always used to say

when we were kids
in the neighborhood?

"If you want MacGyver's help,

first you have to get his
full and undivided attention."

I think I did it. Don't you?

You've lost it, Zoe.

You are completely out of it.

And you haven't changed a bit.

You always used to
say stuff like that to me.

That's because you
were always a pest.

Like now.

Well, does this mean
you're not gonna help me?

That's right.

Well, I'm going then.

Nice to see you again, MacGyver.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What?

Give me the rope.

Does this mean
you're gonna help me?

It depends on what
you want me to do.

Well, it's not illegal or anything,
if that's what you're thinking.

Hey, did I tell you
that I got promoted?

You are now looking at a full
associate professor in archaeology.

Congratulations.
It doesn't answer my question.

Oh, well, I found this
great lead in Greece.

It's an artifact
that's incredible,

and these guys wanted
to put up a grant,

but they don't anymore because
I caught on they were playing games.

And, anyway, the dean
shut down the whole project,

and I don't have a lot
of money to play with.

You'd think the
faculty would pitch in,

but those idiots think I'm
going off the deep end,

just because I dared to ask a
few too many picky questions...

Zoe...

...about their 50 years
of precious research.

Which I think is the
most unmitigated...

Zoe...

...narrow minded, male dominated,
myopic bunch of...

Hey! Slow down.
Zoe, will you hold it?

What?

Just tell me what
you want me to do.

Help me find the Holy Grail.

Indiana Jones already did that.

I saw the movie.

MacGyver, be serious.

You be serious.

I am.

Here we are.

Terrific.

You bet, terrific.

When I show you what I have
and what we're after,

you're gonna thank me
a thousand times over

for providing this opportunity.

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Ryan!

Hold it right there!
I want to talk to you.

Another fan?

Bull Grogan. He's a fascist pig.

Hi, coach.
What can I do for you?

I want you to see somethin'.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Follow me!

Why do I get the feeling
that being your friend

could be dangerous?

Look. Just look at that!

Those are my students. So?

"So"? What "so"?

That's my football field and
there's a game tomorrow night.

And that field used to be an
Indian village about 200 years ago.

Listen, coach.

Your department has about
a hundred zillion dollars.

Mine is almost broke.

Now what's the more
important contribution here?

A bunch of your neanderthals
crushing bones every Saturday night

so that the male ego can
go on another feeding frenzy,

or my students getting
their young minds nourished,

learning to draw on the past

so that maybe we can
develop a more humane future.

It's not a bad question.

They had better be out of there

and that field back to playing
condition before Saturday's game,

or your department's
not only gonna be broke,

it's gonna be annihilated!

Gosh, he bugs me.

Sometimes, I think the
whole faculty is against me.

Well, I wouldn't have any
doubts about the coach.

Well, they'll see.

Just wait till I prove it to 'em.

Just wait till you and I
come up with the evidence.

This, uh, Holy Grail?

Yeah, what I'm about to
show you, Mr. MacGyver,

is going to knock
your socks off.

Stop him! Stop him!

Don't let him get away!

Why didn't you stop him?

Was he carrying anything?

My God, I hope
he didn't find it.

Oh, please, please, please,
let it be here.

Who was that guy?

I can't prove it,

but probably one
of Von Leer's goons.

Whose goons?

You know, Erich Von Leer.
That fat cat from South Africa

who darn near controls the
world market in precious stones.

And a world class thief,
in my humble opinion.

Well, why would this Von Leer
be so interested in

whatever it is
you're looking for?

It's kind of complicated.

Zoe, everything about
you is complicated.

Try me.

Well, Von Leer put up a
grant for my last expedition.

Only I didn't know
it was Von Leer.

The school ran the money through
a department account, you know?

Yeah.

So, the second I got back
from Greece with my find,

Von Leer was banging
on the dean's door

trying to put up another grant to
finance the follow-up expedition.

Yeah.

Only this time I find out that
Von Leer has his fingers in the pot.

So, I told 'em all
to kiss off and die,

'cause with their money
comes their control, you know?

So, the dean went nuts.

Pulled the plug on
the whole project.

That's why I got you to
volunteer for the mission.

Now, they're trying
to steal the artifact.

I got it!

He didn't find it.

I got it.

Look, I got it. It's safe.

That's swell.

MacGyver.

MacGyver!

Where are you going?

Home.

- Are you all right?
- No.

But, I'll take my chances.

And should you choose to
set me adrift at sea once again,

so be it.

I'll still be a lot better off
than I am right now.

Then you're not gonna
help me find the Holy Grail?

That's right.

But you have to.
I don't have anyone else.

Zoe, is it any wonder?

Did anyone ever tell you that you
operate about 15 degrees off center?

I'm misunderstood sometimes.
That's all.

I don't think the coach
misunderstood his football field.

I, for sure, did
not misunderstand

my houseboat ending up
in the middle of the bay,

Or the way my jaw
feels at this moment.

Over a souvenir pillow!

- Come on!
- This?

It's not this. Look.

Look here.

This is Diana's mirror.

It was made by Ambrose,

One of the 12th century's
greatest alchemists.

- Look at it.
- I'm not interested.

But it holds the key to a
secret that's over 800 years old.

Ambrose's secret. Look.

I am absolutely not interested.

A secret that some people think
could solve the mysteries of life.

For crying out loud, MacGyver,
why don't you just look at it?

I am...

Not...

He is coming, Mr. Von Leer.

Diana's mirror.

- Where is it?
- I didn't find it.

They came in on me.

They?

The professor and... and
some guy she was with.

I've never seen him before.

But they saw you.

Oh, that's no problem.
I don't think they can I.D. me.

You don't think.

With all that's at risk, you're
entirely too casual, Mr. Ahriman.

Casual? When she found
that gold mirror in Greece,

I started believing
all that legend jive.

About a giant ruby
and a hidden temple

and a billion or so in
precious stones, so,

you don't have to worry about me,
Mr. Von Leer, I've got the big picture.

Shima thinks there's much
more than just treasure at risk,

don't you, Shima?

You mean, all this hocus pocus
about the grail

and, uh, finding the
elixir of eternal life?

Well, I ain't gone
quite that far overboard.

Now, don't tell me you buy
into Shima's mumbo jumbo.

Do you?

I look at it this way.

If Shima's correct, we'll all
have a great deal more time

to enjoy the proceeds
from the treasures

of the Temple of the Holy Rose,
won't we?

Yeah, well, I'll be more than happy
to spend my cut as a mere mortal.

I don't think you'll have that
opportunity, Mr. Ahriman.

Shima.

Well, now we must attend to
the professor and her new friend.

So with the help of
the Ambrose legend,

I tracked Diana's mirror
through 13 digs.

Four years it took me.

I found it in an Ottoman ruin,

so, now I want to find the
Temple of the Holy Rose,

where Ambrose hid all of the
artifacts of Diana and the grail.

The stuff neolithic
societies worship.

Because when I do, when we do,

we'll prove that society took a
wrong turn about 5000 years ago.

We'll prove that the human race
used to get along with one another.

Zoe...

That men and women lived as equals,

and people, people
were loving and nurturing,

and had a reverence for nature.

- Zoe, slow down.
- They didn't destroy their environment,

but cared for it.

And most important,
they lived without war.

- Okay, but...
- And if the human race

can live in peace once,
they can do it again.

Don't you see? If we can prove

that we're not destined to
hurt and persecute each other,

maybe we can get back on track
before we annihilate ourselves.

Okay!

But what has all that
got to do with this?

I told you.

Diana's mirror is the key
to finding the temple.

No, you haven't
told me anything.

What temple?

I believe Zoe is speaking of
the Temple of the Holy Rose.

It's the resting place of the
Cauldron of Regeneration,

otherwise known
as the Holy Grail,

related to the goddess Diana.

Thank you.

Professor Wycliff, hi.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Oh, yes, the man you said
you were going to recruit

to help with your
follow-up expedition.

That escape of yours in Colombia

was very interesting reading,
Mr. MacGyver.

Well, pardon me
if I seem rude, professor,

but I'm not real sure
I'm going anywhere.

Not until I know
where and what for.

- And I don't.
- You don't?

I'm afraid in
Professor Ryan's zeal,

to change the
direction of archeology,

or society, for that matter,

she does assume a level of
knowledge one does not yet possess.

Perhaps the two of us can,
uh, help fill in the blanks?

The vault here
is environmentally controlled

to preserve these rare
illuminated manuscripts.

Ah, here we are.
The story of Ambrose.

The legend goes on to say

that the great alchemist Ambrose

protected the artifacts

and the grail of all
the female deities

from destruction by the church,

by building a secret temple.

There we are.

Beautiful, isn't it?

The story of Ambrose.

The temple he built

is supposedly 100
fathoms in diameter,

surrounded by 72 chapels

made of blue
sapphires and emeralds,

and in the center of the building,
under the dome,

is where the holy vessel is kept.

The Cauldron of Regeneration.

And you really think this temple
Ambrose built really exists, huh?

Until Zoe found Diana's mirror,

supposedly wrought
by Ambrose himself,

I was prepared to relegate the
stories of the bards to myth and legend,

but, now...

Now, we have the first piece
of the Ambrose puzzle.

The first piece?

The legend holds
Ambrose created three artifacts

to symbolize the mother goddess,

and dispersed
them across Europe.

And you got to
have all three together

to point the way to the temple.

Diana's mirror,

the Scepter of the Triple Deity,

and the Holy Rose itself.

That's why Von Leer was so hot
to put up another grant.

So we could lead him
right to the booty.

Well, Von Leer and his
grants are behind us now.

I don't think so.
Someone was just in my office.

I'm positive they were
trying to steal the mirror.

Oh?

And my money says
Von Leer is behind it.

If he finds the temple first,
everything that can turn a buck for him

will be melted down,
chopped up, reset and sold

before one scholar
gets a look at it.

And we can't let that happen.

Finding Diana's temple
and all of the artifacts

could start a
scholastic revolution.

Zoe...

Turn a whole school of fuzzy
academic thinking completely around.

Are you done?

That's my dream. To do that.

You have Diana's mirror.

Where does it point?

To the Scepter.

But, I'm afraid Professor Ryan
is still trying to work out

the problem of where
it may be located.

No more.
I figured it out last night.

According to the
great alchemist himself,

it's in the
Abbey of Saint Acerinus.

He says, and I quote,

"et ibi aliquando sese exorciza

tu daemon foede."

"And once there, exorcise thee,
thou unclean spirit."

I've heard a phrase
like that before.

- What does it mean?
- I don't have a clue.

But, we'll find out
when we get there.

Where is there?

London.

London.

An 800 year old abbey
in the middle of England?

Chances are it's not
even standing anymore.

Then we'll dig.

I'm not that good with a shovel.

Come on, MacGyver, I need you.

Why? Why me?

Because when I think of all the
brilliant things that Ambrose did

to protect what was
good and decent,

he reminds me of you.

So what better person
to help solve his mystery?

That's quite a compliment,
Mr. MacGyver.

Or quite a snow job.

What do you say? Will you go?

Your Ambrose was quite a guy.

Oh, thank you.

Ryan and MacGyver.
Just grab our bags.

We're gonna be back
to check in later.

Later? Wait a minute.
What later?

I was thinking of taking a shower,
grabbing something to eat,

Freshening up a little bit.

MacGyver, the find of a lifetime
is out there waiting for us

And you want to ding around
with personal comforts?

It's been waiting 800 years.

I don't think another day
is gonna matter.

A day? You want to
wait until tomorrow?

I already can't eat,
thinking about it.

I would not sleep a wink if
I had to wait until tomorrow.

What are you trying
to do, ruin my health?

Me ruin your health?

Forgive me, mate, but do I keep
the meter ticking or what?

Oh, all right.

Drop us at the
Abbey of Saint Acerinus.

You're the greatest.

Yeah. Me and Ambrose.

There's no abbey in
my book called Acerinus.

Acerinus.

It's section 2, lot 5,
parcel 16 in Chelsea.

Ducky, do I look
like a surveyor?

Oh, yeah.

Corner of Whittingham and Bellows.

Think you can find that?

They are on their way.

Make sure they have
a proper greeting.

Well, I'll bet you old Ambrose
never expected this.

Hey, at least the building
is still standing. Come on.

Hello?

Hello yourself.

No need to holler, dearie,
you'll raise the dead.

Um, hi. We...
We'd like a couple of tickets.

And I'd like to oblige a
handsome bloke such as yourself,

but as you can see,

Jamie and me are just in the
process of closing up for the day.

Aren't we, Jamie?

It's only 3:00.

It's Monday, dearie.
At 3:00 on Monday,

Jamie stands watch while
I go to see me hairdressers.

You'll have to come
back tomorrow, love.

- Shoot.
- Uh, Eunice,

Here's a little something
for your hairdresser.

For being late.

Well, now,

Isn't he just the
smooth one, all right?

Ten minutes. You hear?

Ten minutes.

Come along, James.

Isn't he just the
smooth one all right?

Now there's a
comprehensive vision

of Christianity's
gory history for you.

Any idea of how to start
looking for a scepter in here?

Start thinking like your
ancient counterpart.

How would he have hidden it?

What was that inscription
on Diana's mirror?

Iter nunc face ad abbatiam...

Now, come on.

My Latin is very rusty.

"Journey now to the
Abbey of St. Acerinus.

Once there, exorcize thee,
thou unclean spirit."

"Exorcize thee,
thou unclean spirit."

I know I've heard
that phrase before.

That's it, of course.

That's what?
You're onto something?

Michele Borges' new baby.

Uh, she and her husband, Mike,
both work at the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, terrific, but what does
that have to do with anything?

I went to their baby's
baptism last month,

And during the ceremony,
the priest said the same thing.

"Exorcize thee,
thou unclean spirit."

Get it? Water...

Baptism! Baptismal!

You're right. And there
should be one in here.

Part of the building structure.

From what I can remember
of 12th century architecture...

that should be it.

Take these panels down.

No scepter.

Look. Look here.

Yeah, aren't these markings
like the one on the mirror?

The same.

The points fit in the slots.

Hallelujah, Ambrose.

Three scepters!

Well, that makes sense.

Mother of creatures,

lunar virgin,

Huntress.

Next step, the Holy Rose.

I'm afraid you're in for a
major disappointment, ducky.

But I'll give your best to me
hairdresser all the same.

Come on, move out of there.

Von Leer.

Yes, professor.

You've made it
quite difficult for us.

Yeah, she's very good at that.

And MacGyver of the
Phoenix Foundation.

We looked you up.

Good. Glad to hear it.

Impressive credentials.

In fact, I've determined that you're
far too dangerous to have around,

so I've had to make a
very difficult decision.

The professor will accompany me

and provide the
appropriate interpretations

to the secrets of Ambrose
so we may find the treasure.

And you will die.
Shima, shoot him.

No!

I swear, you touch him,
these scepters get wiped out.

You'll never find the temple.

Well,

looks like she's got you
in what we call a standoff.

You're right.
You're absolutely right.

She must care a great
deal for you, Mr. MacGyver.

Eunice, get the car ready.

Yes, sir.

Mammon, introduce Mr. MacGyver
to the, uh, sarcophagus, would you?

What are you doing?

I'm giving you the opportunity to
make a more considered decision.

Now, professor, I do wish you'd
reconsider your previous threat.

You see, as the water
level in this tank lowers,

it fills the spoon,

which then triggers the ratchet

and lowers the blade.

One of the more ingenious
devices of the inquisition,

wouldn't you say?

In a minute or so, Mr. MacGyver
will begin to suffer terribly.

When it's all over,
he'll be half the man he was.

You dirty, rotten, simple-minded
excuse for a human being.

If one hair on his head is...

Control yourself! You have a
very important decision to make.

All right! Stop it!

A wise decision.

Hurry up, hurry!

Come on.
Get him off of there.

Escort her to the car. Now!

What about MacGyver?

Von Leer!

Von Leer!

You...

You're very fortunate to have
such caring friends, Mr. MacGyver.

I'm sure that your expertise
would be very useful

in our quest for the
Temple of the Holy Rose,

but, uh,

as I said before,
you're just too dangerous.

Intriguing, isn't it?

Last time on MacGyver.

Just tell me what
you want me to do.

Help me find the Holy Grail.

All this hocus-pocus
about the grail

and, uh, finding the
elixir of eternal life.

What I am about to show you,
Mr. MacGyver,

is gonna knock your socks off.

This is Diana's mirror.

I am absolutely not interested.

But it holds the key to a secret
that's over 800 years old.

Ambrose's secret.

Diana's mirror,

the Scepter of the Triple Deity,

and the Holy Rose itself.

And you gotta have all three together
to point the way to the temple.

You have Diana's mirror.

Where does it point?

London.

Hallelujah, Ambrose! Three scepters!

Von Leer.

Introduce Mr. MacGyver to the,
uh, sarcophagus, would you?

You see, as the water level
in this tank lowers,

it fills the spoon,

which then triggers the ratchets
and lowers the blade.

In a minute or so, Mr. MacGyver
will begin to suffer terribly.

And when it's all over,
he'll be half the man he was.

- Take her out.
- What about MacGyver?

Intriguing, isn't it?

All right, Ambrose, this is it.

Yeah!

Yes!

Excuse me.

Excuse me?

What's that? Who's there?

Over here.

Uh, could you give me a hand?

I trust your trip was pleasant.

What's become of
Professor Ryan and MacGyver?

She's here with us,
and MacGyver is dead.

You killed him?

It doesn't matter who did
what to whom, professor.

She refused these resources
to interpret the scepters.

I hope they'll
prove useful to you.

I don't like any of this.

It wasn't part of
our arrangement.

You've been paid,
so you're involved!

In the grants,
in passing the information,

in acquiring this book,
and in MacGyver's death.

You are totally involved,
to the end.

Here you go, love.

A traditional English breakfast.

Cold toast, runny eggs,
and prune juice?

Swell.

Ungrateful little wretch,
is what you are.

I'd say you better eat up.

Could be your last meal,
you know.

Hey!

That's what I think of
your lousy breakfast!

You tell 'em I think their
traditional English breakfast stinks!

I want hot toast with butter,

scrambled eggs,
and orange juice.

Fresh-squeezed orange juice.

You could have been killed!

Never thought I'd owe my life
to a traditional English breakfast.

How did you ever find me?

I followed Wycliff.

Wycliff?

Ow!

Wycliff?

Of course!

He's got to be the reason they
knew we were gonna be at the abbey.

You figured that out.

Sure.

Then you made a few phone calls

and found out that he
was flying to London,

Probably on the Concorde,
and they can only land at Heathrow.

So you hung out at the airport,
he showed up, you followed him,

and that's that.

Like falling off a log.

How did you get out
from under the big blade?

Uh, fancy footwork.

Come on, we're out of here.

No! We have to find
the Ambrose artifacts.

No, we have to
get you out of here.

These guys are dangerous.

But Wycliff is here.
And why do you think he's here?

He's here because they need him
to interpret the scepters, that's why.

We can't let him do that.

MacGyver, it's too important.
Please!

Okay. Fine.

We'll get the Ambrose artifacts.

Terrific!

How?

Good question.

Where'd you say
they had the artifacts?

Downstairs in the study.

The study have a fireplace?

It does. Why?

I'm afraid I have an idea.

Now what?

Nothing. Just wait here.

Wait?

MacGyver, I want to help.

I don't need any help.

- But I...
- I don't need any help.

Okay.

What have you found?

The first scepter.

The Latin phrase is:

"Journey beyond Kasarasburgus

to the crossroads of Triacriae"

What does that mean?

It must be a village or a city
somewhere in Europe that...

It's just a matter of time.
I'll find it.

About the grail,

if, uh, Shima's correct about
the Philosopher's Stone...

He is not correct!

Shima's cult of
hashish-smoking fanatics

have been spewing that
rubbish for 200 years.

There is no Philosopher's Stone...

or Red Earth...

or any other
elixir of eternal life.

You seem very sure
of yourself, professor.

I'm an educated man,
Mr. Von Leer.

It is my greed which has
hopelessly entangled me

in your web of
intrigue and murder,

Not Shima's hashish-induced
hallucinations of eternal life.

You believe what you like,
professor,

and so shall I.

Ah, here we are.

The Latin writing on
the second scepter says:

"And once there,
perform the Ritual of the Rose

and it will be revealed."

Perform the Ritual of the Rose?

Well, what does
that mean to you?

Nothing. I'll have to
research rose rituals.

It... It could take some time.

This could take forever!

I think it's time

to painfully convince Professor Ryan
to become involved.

No. I won't have
any part of that.

Besides, you know
I can't allow her to see me.

Don't you think she's
figured you out by now?

What are you saying?

We met them at the abbey.

Who else but you
knew they'd be there?

Now, the third scepter.
What does that say?

It's even more complex.

A-Apparently, after performing
the Ritual of the Rose,

Ambrose says, "Then one
should look beyond the open petal

and seek the sacred stone,

there to find the message of the
goddess and the key to her temple."

Here you are.

I suppose you understand
nothing of that as well.

It will take research.
The answer is here.

It's just a matter
of time to find it.

Eunice, bring the woman here,

and send in Shima.

Right you are, sir.

Now, where do you begin?

First, this ancient place,
Kasarasburgus,

We have to find out
what it's called today.

- Where it is, if it still exists...
- Mr. Von Leer.

It's MacGyver!

- Which way did he go?
- Who?

MacGyver! He's got the artifacts.

- You mean he's not dead?
- Did you see him?

No, sir, he's not
been up this way.

Bring the woman!

MacGyver's alive.

Search the halls.
Alert the guards, quickly.

He must be found.
You remain here.

I will see to the
search for MacGyver.

I want him shot on sight.

Have you seen anything?

No, but keep looking.

Come on, Zoe!

Got it, got it, got it.

Let's go, dearie.

Hey! Down there!

The girl's gone
and flown the coop.

You'd better tell Mr. V straightaway.

Now we've got two
of 'em on the loose.

All right.

Well, now.

Ain't you just the one, ducky?

"Ain't you just the one, ducky?"

All right, let's go. Stay close.

Why are we stopping?

To find the right road
back to London.

We can't go back to London.

- Oh, we can't?
- No, Wycliff studied this stuff.

He probably already knows
where to find the Holy Rose.

No, from what I heard,
he was kind of stuck.

Well, he's not
gonna be for long.

The first part of the Ambrose
riddle is easy, if you ask me.

"And journey now
beyond Kasarasburgus

to the crossroads of Triacriae."

Kasarasburgus.

Also known as Caesar's Camp.
Cherbourg.

France?

Yeah, look here.

We're here at Weymouth.
Here's Cherbourg.

It can't be more than 75 miles.

Across the English Channel, Zoe!

Look here,
two miles up the road.

- Private airstrip.
- Right.

We can charter a plane,
be there in no time.

MacGyver, I can't
express to you enough

how important this is.

Okay! Okay!

You don't have to
talk me into anything.

- I don't?
- No.

Because it's quite obvious
what we have to do now

is find the Holy Rose
that will lead to the temple,

so you can put the
artifacts together

and start teaching the world what
it's like to be human again, right?

Right.

Yes! Yes.

So let's get to Cherbourg.

Mr. Von Leer, they have escaped.

Now what, professor?

Kasarasburgus is in France.

Today it's known as
the city of Cherbourg.

Tell Mammon to
get the helicopter.

I got the crossroads
figured out.

It's where the three sacred
roads of pilgrimage end

at a ruin about 20 miles
south of Cherbourg.

Right here, just off the coast.

What about the
Ritual of the Rose?

That one, I'm stuck.

You know, Zoe,

you're talking about changing a
whole lot of this world as we know it.

I hope you're not too
disappointed if it doesn't happen.

That's it.

That's the ruin.

See that ring of rocks?

Yeah, what about 'em?

As far as I can tell,

they're not
indigenous to this area.

How many petals did Ambrose
say were on the Holy Rose?

Five.

Wait a second.

Ring of rocks. That's it.
"Ring Around the Rosie."

It's a mummers' ritual.

"Pocketful of posies"
refers to a cave full of flowers

and "all fall down"
is the grim reaper

bringing an end to
the fertility season.

I got a feeling you're
about to suggest

we go down there and play
"Ring Around the Rosie."

My research indicates the ruin

should lie about 20 miles
south of Cherbourg.

What makes you so
sure the Holy Rose

is within the circle
of rocks at this ruin?

The history of
that particular ruin.

No one's been able to comprehend

why those five stones
were brought there.

They're indigenous to the
southern coast of Britain.

And there's a stone sculpture that
carries a puzzling Latin inscription

the French have
studied for years.

It's my belief that it's another
of Ambrose's messages.

The final clue, so to speak.

"Pocketful of posies."

"Hush. Hush. Hush."

"We all fall down."

So if we're on the ground,

maybe Ambrose wants us to be
looking low for something, huh?

"Perform the Ritual of the Rose

and it will be revealed."

MacGyver!

That is the mother
of creatures symbol.

Where's the scepter?

Notches match.

It fits!

I'm getting butterflies.

Here's another one.

Fits again.

The scepters look like they
could work as, uh, pivot points.

MacGyver, look here.

What do you make of this one?

A lock.

My stomach is killing me.

Oh, my God!

The Ambrose legend
says the casket of gold

holds the flower of the goddess.

That's some flower.

The Holy Rose.

We found it, MacGyver!

What was the next step?

Um, "and look
beyond the open petal

and seek the sacred stone.

There to find the
message of the goddess

and the key to the temple."

How are you doing?

Almost have it.

Take a look here.

Another scepter lock?

Nothing. That's strange.

So is this message.

"Rest Diana's mirror
upon the sacred tree.

When the garment
of the great goddess

covers the Holy Rose,
the power of the trinity

will open the world and
give birth to a new beginning."

Okay, the scepters can represent
the power of the trinity,

and we have the mirror
and the Holy Rose.

What would represent the
garment of the great goddess?

It's an ancient
reference to the sun.

The sun?

You're kidding.

No.

He couldn't.

Could he?

What?

This stone, here.

It represents a
sacred tree, right?

Yeah, it's symbolic of Diana's grove.
They're all over Europe.

MacGyver, you're torturing me.
What?

Well, if this is
what I think it is,

your Ambrose was a genius.

And if that cloud would move,
I'd show you why.

Cloud?

What does a cloud
have to do with anything?

I think these five artifacts
together on this stone

make up an optical pump.

An optical pump?

Yeah.

When the sunlight
hits this mirror,

it concentrates the light into the
opening here on the Holy Rose.

- The garment of the goddess.
- Yeah.

Then the light bounces
around the ruby

and gains some intensity from the
gold surface surrounding the stone.

Then the light comes out here,

it gets pumped through the three
lenses here on the scepters.

That's the power of the trinity!

Ambrose invented
an optical pump!

In principle, anyway.

Great!

What is an optical pump?

A laser.

Ambrose invented
an ancient ruby laser.

And it's brilliant!

We didn't come up with
this principle until the 1960s.

740 years later!

Why did he do it? What's it for?

I think he tells us why right there.

To give birth to a new beginning.

And I'd be willing to bet this
wall represents Ambrose's world.

Oh, my, you think
that the temple

has something to do
with that mountain?

We'll know in a minute.
The sun's coming out.

It works.

Ambrose invented the laser.

Do regular lasers do that?

No. He must have impregnated
his wall with gunpowder.

MacGyver.

"And give birth to
a new beginning."

Oh, my God!

It's the Temple of the Holy Rose.

Ambrose built it, all right.

In miniature.

Look, MacGyver. He did it.

Ambrose collected
the artifacts of peaceful,

Earth-nurturing,
loving societies.

He did it!

They've found it!

So, now they've located
the Temple of the Holy Rose,

Are you still opposed
to eliminating them?

I've said it before:

I don't want any part of that.

Very well.

Shima, open the door for
the professor, would you?

He wants to get off.

No. No!

Where did the legend
say the grail was kept?

In the center of the building,
under the dome.

Well, Ambrose sure
gave it a nice home.

What do you think?

I think myths and dreams
come from the same place.

But if this grail symbolizes

the highest spiritual potential
of human compassion,

then I think you've got something
really important to talk about.

Thanks, MacGyver.

Thanks for everything.

Excuse me for interrupting
this charming, tender moment.

I'm only sorry you won't be able
to enjoy the fruits of your labors.

It is the Philosopher's Stone.

The Red Earth.

Bring it here!

You guys are really sick,
you know that?

Your basic, sunk-to-the-bottom,
slime-ball sick!

Zoe!

Don't stir 'em up any
more than they are.

Our quest has finally ended,
Mr. Von Leer.

Yes, yes. Give it to me.

I want to touch it.

We could have never
found the Red Earth

without your resources,
Mr. Von Leer.

The Brotherhood of Hashishim
respects that.

Yes, yes. Yes, I know.

Now, let me have it!

I am sorry,

but you will not be among those

who drink the
nectar of eternal life.

What?

Mammon!

Kill them!

Shima is mine.

Any ideas?

Yeah, I think so. Come on.

Shima! Give it to me!

Now!

I am dying.

The Red Earth...

give it to me!

No!

Come on, let's go.

MacGyver, look.

All right, careful now.

That's far enough!

The Red Earth, the elixir...

is gone.

Scattered to the wind
by that fool.

But there could be
a formula with the treasure.

I will find it.

I will take the treasure!

You're dreaming, Von Leer.

There is no formula.

Ambrose built a museum
for the future.

Nothing less, nothing more.

Believe what you will.

It'll be the last thought
you'll enjoy in this lifetime.

I have a feeling deep down that
Ambrose wanted that cave sealed.

Maybe he thinks the world's not
ready to start turning that corner, huh?

Well, you still have this.

One artifact.

Gotta start somewhere.

That red stuff in here.
What do you think?

It was, uh...

Nope.

No? What, then?

800 years of dust.

What about that cloud moving
in just in the nick of time?

What do you think about that?

I think someone was on our side.

Yeah. Me, too.

MacGyver, man,

don't tell me this
piece of junk is yours.

Junk? You call this junk?

Chauncey, this happens
to be a classic, a '46 Chevy.

It belonged to my Grandpa Harry.

No wonder.
It's all wrong, man.

No good for the pretty girls.

I tell you what.
As a special favor to you,

I take the whole thing off
your hands, dents and all,

Two bills. What ya say, eh?

Dents? What dents?

All right, you're
twistin' my arms.

$350. $350!
That's my final offer.

No. I'm sorry, Chauncey.
It's just not for sale.

Okay. Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Stay single your whole life.

Wow. Nice wheels.

Oh.

A man can make an
honest mistake, can't he?

Good morning, Mrs. Delaney.

Top o' the mornin', dear.

And to you, too, piggy.

His name's Frog.
He's a dog, not a pig.

Oh, no. Not again!

Frog, come back here.

Frog!

"In the event something
happens to me while in prison,

and because none of you trust
each other any more than I do,

I leave you each
a piece of a map

To where I hid
the Black Corsage.

Each piece is a transparency..."

We know what it says, Deegan.

We got the same letter, remember?

Come on. Let's get the
thing and get outta here.

You did bring your piece of
the map, didn't you, Reynolds?

Let's see yours first.

March, show him your colors.

Your turn, partner.

Frog.

Just like the first
time I found you,

like a little frog
caught in a fish net.

Where'd she come from?

Forget her.

It's not on him.

The girl.

Phoenix Central.
Your access code, please.

This is Dolphin, code double red.
Please, hurry.

Stand by, Dolphin,
transferring now.

Get her!

Hello, Dolphin?

What's your location?

You hear me?

Are you there?

Dolphin, where are you?

Dolphin?

Operator.

Operator, this is
Sergeant Murphy, Homicide.

I want a trace on an open
line connected to 555-8181.

Hurry, I've got a
crime in progress.

One moment, sergeant.

That's the Phoenix Foundation.

555-3493.

Thank you, operator.
Very cooperative.

- We lost her.
- No, we didn't. Get in.

Pete, what's goin' on?

We've got a problem, MacGyver.

Dolphin went double red.

Sophia?

Yeah. Apparently the
Bulgarians don't approve

of one of their brilliant
young scientists defecting.

What happened?

We don't know, except
that she called from here,

And she hasn't called
again for safe pickup.

How much do the
police know about her?

Oh, nothing. And we
can't tell them anything.

It could expose our
whole relocation program.

Yeah, we gotta find her.

She's probably
scared out of her wits.

On the run, strange city,
strange language,

No friends to speak of,
except that crazy dog of hers.

And you.

I'll check her apartment.

I'll call the D.S.X., see if
there is a Bulgarian connection.

All right.

Turned her place upside down.
Nothing.

Who is this girl?

Maybe this'll tell us.

What are you, crazy?

Hey, Frog.

How you doin', baby?

Yeah, good to see ya.
How ya been?

Missed ya.

You forget your key?

Let's see what we can do here.

Yeah.

Good boy, Frog.

Sophia?

End of the road, jack.

Okay, Deegan, nice and easy.

MacGyver?

Colton?

Frank Colton?
What are you doing here?

Well, you first, slick.

The girl's in on it. That's why
they're after her, right?

In on what? What are you
talkin' about? Who's Deegan?

Hey, I'm askin' the questions.

A dog? I'm allergic to dogs.

Oh, don't do that!

Come on, Colton,
the cuffs, please.

Yeah, yeah.

I must have left
the keys in the car.

I think we better talk.

There you go, bro.

I thought your brother was
the bounty hunter in the family.

Hey, I taught him
everything he knows.

Besides, he's still
pickin' coconuts in Hawaii.

I took over his files.

What do files have
to do with this?

I can't tell you that.
Who's the girl?

Can't tell you that.

Glad we understand each other.

Look, I don't have time for this.
I got somethin' to check out.

Come on, Frog.

- Check out?
- Come on. Come on.

You mean, uh, like a lead?

Come on.

It's the girl, ain't it?

MacGyver, talk to me.
Talk to me.

You know where she
might be, don't ya?

Get up.

You're not holdin' out
on me, are ya, slick?

MacGyver, you can trust me.

I'll see ya later, Colton.

Hey, you gonna need me, slick.

You don't know how heavy
this Deegan is.

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

All right, I guess I won't
tell ya about the map.

What map?

Oh, nothin'.

Get in.

Come on, Frog.

Frog? That's his name? Frog?
Toad frog?

What kind of frog?
You name a dog "Frog"?

No wonder.
Look at that thing.

That's the ugliest dang dog
I've ever seen in my life.

What took you so long?

I found the houseboat
in the picture.

How about you?

The tap's in place.

According to the circuit memory,

the line hasn't been used again
since the call from the phone booth.

Which means she's
probably still out there.

That's the good news, Deegan.

The bad news is this
isn't just an ordinary girl.

What do you mean?

I mean, if the security on
this line is any indication,

we're dealing with
a well-kept secret.

Nope. Sophia never
showed up today.

Sophia?

Popular girl.

How's that?

Well, there were two other fellas here
asking about her, maybe an hour ago.

Thanks, Bob.

Deegan and March.

I don't remember you
mentioning any March.

I don't remember you
mentionin' any Sophia.

Move over, Frog.

Yeah, I've tried everywhere, Pete.

The only other place I can
think of is the research library.

I'm headed there now.

Well, I've checked with every
D.S.X. agent from here to Moscow.

There's nothing that
involves the Bulgarians.

It's gotta be something unrelated.
Something here.

We have to find out what it is.

Well, you might see
what you can dig up

on the names of
Deegan and March.

Got it.

Right.

What do you want?

Well, who asked you, frog-face?
Huh?

Here.

Now leave me alone.

Colton, it's time we
stopped playin' games.

We gotta level with each other.

What is this? Fish fillet?

Now, I hate fish.

Do you wanna hear
about the girl or what?

Wait, the girl.
What about the girl?

Her father was an
important official in Bulgaria,

Until he wrote a book
supporting democracy.

Bulgaria?

After he died mysteriously,

Sophia was arrested for
trying to publish the manuscript.

I helped her escape.
I smuggled her into Turkey.

Later on, she was
relocated to the States,

given a new identity,
a new life, the works.

She's a defector.

Now, let me get this straight.

There's nothin' in it for you.

Like what?

All you wanna
do is help this girl?

Yeah.

Now it's your turn.

You, um,

ever hear of the Black Corsage?

Originally owned by Cleopatra.

One of the largest
black pearls in the world.

Set in blue and yellow diamonds,

3,000, to be exact.

You could buy a small
African nation with this thing.

Uh, well, that's fascinating,

- but what's that got to do with...
- Deegan?

Well, he and three other
techno-bandits stole it.

They got past a
computerized security system

that would make Fort Knox look
like your grandma's cookie jar.

Finally, the one that
stashed the thing got caught.

Guy by the name of Simms.

The corsage was never found.

I still don't see the
connection here.

After Simms got
himself iced in prison,

I found out he left pieces
of a map to the others.

I tracked Deegan and
March to Expo Park.

Expo Park.

And to your girl.

I assumed she was with Deegan,

but if she was all
that you tell me,

the stiff in the park

must have been the
fourth member of the gang.

He must have transferred his
pieces of the map to her somehow.

That's why Deegan is after her.

So her being in Expo Park
was just an accident.

It was a matter of being in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

Yeah. Unfortunately, I got the
feelin' that Deegan ain't into irony.

If he gets to her before we do,

she'll wish she was
back in Bulgaria.

All right, Colton,
why are you into this?

I mean, there's no
bail money involved.

Same as you.

I'm doin' it to help people.

For the good of mankind.

Those jewels belong
back in a museum.

The insurance company didn't,
by any chance, put up a reward?

Well, yeah, a little one.

How little?

$90,000.

What a guy, huh?

Train number 48,
commuter service to San Diego,

is now boarding, track 9.

The Desert Wind,
train number 36,

service to Las Vegas,
Salt Lake City, and Denver,

is now boarding, track 4.

I have Dolphin on the line.

Put her through.

Dolphin, thank God!
Where are you?

Uh, two men, they're still after me.
I think I know why.

All right, tell me
where you are.

At the train station.

- Are you alone?
- Yes.

Good. Now listen carefully.

There's a diner
down the street called Flo's.

I want you to go there
and wait inside

until someone
comes to pick you up.

I'm scared.

Don't be. Just take it easy.

I'm going to send someone
that you can trust to bring you in.

An old friend.

An old friend, yes.
All right, but, please,

please tell him to hurry.

You heard her. She's got it.

Hey, I told you, I told you.
Come on.

No, no, little dog, not... not...

Wh-why don't you just
leave me alone, huh?

- No girl?
- No girl.

- What next?
- I don't know.

I'm runnin' a
little low on ideas.

Come on, get in the truck.

Move. Come on, up, up.
Dog, come on.

- Get in. Get in.
- Hello? Yeah, Pete.

We found Sophia.

She's waiting for you at Flo's Diner,
near the train station.

That's great.

And the other two names you
mentioned, Deegan and March...

High-tech robbers, the Black Corsage.
I got it all from Colton.

Colton? You mean Jesse?

No, I mean Frank.

Frank? Who's Frank?

Never mind. I'll explain later.

On my way.

Good mornin'.

- Whoa!
- Excuse me.

Stay, Frog.

No, Colton. No guns.

This Deegan is dangerous.

Hey, I don't care.
Just forget it.

And you stay put.

This is a secure pickup.

Anybody but me
shows up, she's gone.

Now stay!

Stay?

Spy stuff. Sheesh!

What do you want?

- Sorry.
- No problem.

Help ya, handsome?

Yeah, I'm lookin' for a girl.

Must be my lucky day.

Yeah, she's about 5'4",
dark hair, very pretty.

Wearin' a beige jacket
and a flower print dress?

She just took off
through the back.

Without payin' for
her coffee, I might add.

Here you go. Thanks.

Thanks.

Uh, he had to, you know,
he had to... had to...

- Never mind.
- Where's the girl?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

Secure pickup, huh?

Where's he goin'?

Uh, what's the matter with him?

It's a flower print.
Must be Sophia's.

Frog?

Oh, no way, slick.

He's a frog, not a bloodhound.

Follow them. I'll take the car.

- Where'd he go?
- There.

I've chased some mean
and ugly things in my life,

but a dog?

You're not sneezin' anymore.

- There he goes.
- Yeah, there he goes.

Looks like we lost him.

Not yet.

Fish. Fish. I hate fish.

Frog! Come here. Come here.

What you doing here?

Over there.

Stay back!

You stay back!

Be cool, lady, be cool.

Sophia! It's okay. It's okay.

- MacGyver!
- He's a friend. He's a friend.

But what happened? You were...

You were supposed to
pick me up alone in the diner.

How did they know I was there?

They? Who's they?

I think she means us.

Don't even think about it, bro.

On the floor, now.

Lose the knife.

You're a hard woman
to find, Miss Ross.

Or should I call you Dolphin?

Get off me, you mutt!

No!

Now, I believe you
have something of mine.

A little map of Expo Park.

For the last time, where is it?

I don't know. I don't know.

You're afraid I'll kill you if
you tell me. You're wrong.

All we want is the map.

I don't believe you.

Then you leave me no choice.

Shoot 'em.

No! No, wait!

If I take you to it,

do you promise me
you won't hurt them?

I promise.

Your word of honor?

You can come back and release
them yourself once I have the map.

All right.

Good. Take her to the car.

Poor girl. Doesn't stand
a chance in this country.

MacGyver!

What?

You see what's ahead of us?

Oh, man!

Colton, try and work it
over your head.

I can't. It's too tight.
Ow, my shoulder.

Ow. Now let me try my leg.

- Frog!
- Where?

Good boy!

Come on, MacGyver.
There's no time for this.

Come here, boy.
Come on. Come on.

Look, I know
this is a long shot,

but there's a hose-jet
on the floor over here.

If I can get him
to bring it to me,

maybe I can spray the fuse box.

Short circuit. Yeah.

Hurry up!

All right, Frog! Frog, good boy!

All right, we're gonna play
a little game of fetch now.

I want you to bring me the
hose that's on the floor there.

That's it! That's it!

Yeah! Bring it to Uncle Mac.

No, Frog, the hose.

Frog!

He's not gonna do it.

Dang!

- Wait!
- What?

Over here.
He's over here now.

There's a knife over there.

If I can just get
him to bring it here...

We could cut the ropes.
Great idea! Hurry!

Frog, listen to Uncle Frank.

Nice doggie.

Bring me that friggin' knife.

Bring it over here.
Come on now. Come on.

Get the knife, you dang dog.

He's not gonna do it.

Ah, it's a lousy way to die!

No, there's another way.

There's gotta be.

So long, slick.

It's been real.

Yes! Yes!

Oh, yes.

Oh, no! Fish!

I hate fish!

Way to go, Frog!

What are you doin'?

Sheephead.

Teeth are as sharp as a razor.

Expo Park. Let's move it.

You sure? You all right?

Hey, we got to
save the girl, right?

Finally.
The last piece to my map.

The carousel.

Our map, Deegan. Not yours.

Hey, hey!

But my friends.

You gave your word.

Lady, you've got a lot to learn
about the English language.

There's too many people around.

We'll handle her at the park.

Come on, get in here, Frog.

We're late.

Nope. Early.

Come on.

Look.

Incredible!

It's been out in the
open all this time.

Hidden in plain sight.

Go get it.

Stay, Frog.

Good dog.

Oh, yeah!

Throw it over, March.

I said throw it over.

Deegan!

End of the road, jack.

All right.

All right, thanks.

Thanks for the quick report.
I owe you one.

Good news, MacGyver.

March talked his head off.

He linked Deegan
right to the murder.

And the Black Corsage is back
in the hands of its rightful owners.

Well, Frank,

I guess that makes
you a wealthy man.

Probably got enough now to
join your brother Jesse in Hawaii.

Ah, no way, slick.

Desert's more my speed.

No fish. You know what I mean?

Frog!

Uh,

listen, uh, Sophia,

I... I'm really sorry, but, uh,

in order not to compromise
your new identity, uh...

Look, I... I don't know
how to say it. Uh...

It's okay. I know.

Frog has to stay behind.

I've been through
this before, remember?

Goodbye, my little frog prince.

And don't worry.

They'll take good care of you.

And I'll always have you
right here, in my heart.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Bye, baby.

Uh,

well, MacGyver, uh,

I mean, the pooch.

What's gonna happen to it now?

Well, I don't know, Pete.

- The pound, I guess.
- Huh?

Well, I don't want him.

- Do you?
- Me? No!

No, no, no, it's too ugly.

Besides, it's always
scratching and drooling.

Drools a lot.

You guys tryin' to con a con?

Hey, Frog, what do you say, boy?

You wanna come home
with Uncle Frank?

I don't think he understands you,
Uncle Frank.

Try to be yourself.

All right.

All right, you lousy,
no-good excuse for a dog.

Get your ugly mug in the car.

Yeah!

Control tower, all clear.

So, how did you do
this trip, MacGyver?

Do you think they'll
have a settlement today?

We're gettin' close, Danielle.

That's wonderful.

The Azmirs have been at war

with the Samadians for
a long time, haven't they?

Yep.

Why is the Phoenix Foundation
running the peace talk?

Why not the United Nations?

Well, sometimes a
private organization

can come up with
a fresh approach,

kind of cut through
all the red tape.

So the Phoenix Foundation
asked you to be part

of negotiating a settlement?

Sort of.

I volunteered.

Do all my questions bother you?

No.

If they stopped, I'd worry.

Thanks.

I'd really like to
have a job like yours.

I mean, I'd like to do something
important for peace some day.

Well, Danielle, you are.

Consider what you're doing as

shuttle diplomacy.

Good luck, MacGyver.

The 9th point of agreement

specifies the condemnation of

and the cessation of
all terrorist activities.

And the 10th, and, uh,
final point of agreement,

the establishment of a
neutral border corridor

between the Azmir Heights
and the Samadian Desert.

I think we're close.

Gentlemen, good news.

The Republic of Azmir

has agreed to sign
this peace proposal

with one amendment.

The immediate
withdrawal of all Azmir

and Samadian troops
from their present positions.

President Habad, if you
can agree to these terms,

we have our treaty.

I would like a moment
with my advisors.

Good work.

Whatever happens,
I wanna thank you both.

You've given a tremendous effort.

Listen, without your organization's
funding and persistence,

we would never even
have gotten up to the table.

Right now I just hope
President Habad

is listening to his own heart,
and not his minister of defense.

He doesn't seem
happy with the proposal.

Well, Yanif thinks peace
comes from the barrel of a gun.

But the progress we've made,
Mr. President,

has been the result
of military pressure,

not some promises on paper.

If we sign the peace agreement,

we risk what gains we've made.

Perhaps it is time
to risk peace, Yanif.

Now, gentlemen,

it seems that we have
benefited by the objectivity

of a private organization
promoting peace.

You have succeeded
where governments have failed.

Mr. Walker, your choice
of the Phoenix Foundation

to promote this initiative,

it was very astute.

Then you'll sign?

Well, when, as you say, we finish
crossing the T's and dotting the I's,

I will sign.

Excellent.

Then with your permission,
I would like to arrange for a meeting

with the Azmir delegation
for this afternoon.

We should be able to clear up
all the details by then.

That's fine.

I wanna push this signing
through as soon as I can.

We should be through here by 3:00.

I'll make the arrangements
with the Azmirs.

Gentlemen, lunch is
waiting on the terrace.

Ah, I am so happy
for this, Mr. Walker.

Sir, it's not such a hot day
that we need the umbrellas.

Take it down.

Oh!

Well, the table looks nice.

MacGyver.
MacGyver, come join us.

I am told the hotel has
prepared an excellent lunch.

Oh, no, thank you.
I'm not very hungry, actually.

I think I'll take a little walk.

Excuse me.

Move.

Move.

Everybody down!

Everyone inside!

Move it! Move! Move it!

This is Yanif.
What is happening?

I have MacGyver down here.
He saw everything.

Keep him there.

What's going on?

Your people know anything?

My men have spotted a sniper.

I'll notify the Swiss police.

Watch the trail.
The police will be here soon.

Aren't you taking your
differences with Habad a little far?

Habad's decision proves he's
too weak to lead us anymore.

Give me the gun.

What are you doing?

Giving the police their sniper.

It's got his prints all
over the weapon now.

Shoot him.

This is Yanif.

Put me in communication
with President Habad.

What is it, Yanif?

We have shot the sniper.

Is he an Azmir?

An American.

It's MacGyver. He's dead.

What in God's name went on here?

We'll know more after
a proper investigation.

He used this gun.

No way. Not a chance.

MacGyver never fired a gun
at anyone in his life.

Where is he?

I want the full story now,
step by step.

I saw him take aim and
I tackled him as the gun went off.

I got the gun away, but he ran.

I followed and shot him.

- And he went down over the cliff.
- That makes no sense.

MacGyver is not an assassin.

He's been meeting on the mountain
with the Azmirs all week.

They must have paid him or
even blackmailed him to do this.

Absolutely out of the question.

Then why did he suddenly
leave the hotel at lunch?

I don't know.

But I'll tell you one thing,
you've killed the wrong man.

Well, where is he?

He's gone.

Then he's still alive.

We must find him
before he tries again.

Is there another way
down this cliff?

There is a private road
by the International School.

It's the only way.

We must get to him first.

Ah, here's your mother
arriving now.

Hello.

In you get. Bye-bye, now.

See you later. Bye-bye.

Hi, Daddy.

Mr. Thornton,

the signing is set with the Azmirs
for 3:00 on the mountain.

But first, President Habad insists

on going over the plan
details with you personally.

Gentlemen, you are going to
have to handle this without me.

Peter,

we need you.

You developed this proposal.

Right now MacGyver needs me.

He's been shot.
I have no choice.

If you refuse to see this
process through personally,

then I will not
sign the agreement.

Mr. Habad, I can't
abandon my friend.

He may be dying.

The Swiss police will find MacGyver,
and take care of him.

Look, your friend may
or may not be a traitor.

But at this point,
what is more important?

The life of one man,

or the thousands of lives that
this agreement could save?

It's your choice, Mr. Thornton.

Peter, the best thing you can do

is to keep this
peace process going.

It simply won't
work without you.

All right.

All right.

Listen, when you find MacGyver
or if you hear anything,

call me immediately, will you?

Lisa,

I have a message
for you, my dear.

Lisa,

Your father just called
from his office in Zurich.

Don't you want to hear
what he had to say?

That's okay. He probably
just forgot it was Parents' Day.

That's okay.

Your parents had an
appointment with a lawyer.

They couldn't cancel.

I know.

They're getting a divorce.

I guess I didn't help.

I got on their nerves a lot.
I'm pretty demanding, you know.

Sending me away to school didn't
help them sort things out either.

It just cost them
a lot of money.

If they get divorced,

you are not the reason,

they are.

Do you understand that?

Give it time, Lisa.

Mr. Blake,

may we speak with you
a moment, please, sir?

I'll see what they want.

Miss.

Excuse me, miss.

Over here.

No, wait. Wait... wait. Please.

Give me a second to explain.

It's me the police are after.

Wait, please.

I need your help.

What happened?
Why are they after you?

Well, it's...

It's kind of confusing.

I tried to stop a...

a shooting and
I got shot myself.

Now the police
think I'm an assassin.

I'm not.

Please, believe me.

What's your name?

MacGyver.

What's yours?

Lisa.

Thank you, Lisa.

You need a doctor.

Yeah, I think you're right.

You know any that make
house calls out this way?

Then I guess it's up to you.

What's up to me?

I need you to help me.

Me? Oh, no, I couldn't.

I'm sorry, I can't.
I'm no good at anything.

Whoa... whoa...
whoa... whoa, wait.

I'm not the right
person, really.

- I never know what I'm doing.
- Says who?

Well, you know, everybody.

Well, everybody used to
say the world was flat, too.

Lisa,

you can do anything
you want to do

if you put your mind to it.

Does your school have a nurse?

Good.

I need a first aid kit.

I can't do that.
I'll get caught.

There's the police and
the headmaster and...

Lisa, please,
I really need your help.

But what if I'm caught?
What if they stop me?

Well, then at least you tried,

Didn't you?

What do you say?

All right, I'll try.

Thank you.

You'd be safer hiding
in the boathouse.

It's just over there.

Okay.

No luck. Nothing.

There is no sign of him here.

We should go back
and search the school.

Oh! God!

I made it.

Yeah, you sure did.

What's that?

Well, it's the reason
this boat won't start.

It's a broken spark plug.

The electrode is snapped off.

Feel like giving me a little hand
with some medical attention?

I'm kind of lucky you
were around today.

It's Parents' Day.

I'm always around
on Parents' Day.

Mine never make it.

They had an
important appointment.

They're getting a divorce.

Yeah, so I heard.

What do you think about that?

Hey,

me you can talk to.

I'm a captive audience.
You got nothin' to lose.

It doesn't matter what I think.

Lisa,

If you got somethin' to say,
you should say it.

Or it's just gonna
tear you up inside.

I think their divorce is
taking the easy way out.

It's like sweeping
dirt under the rug.

They're not dealing with the dirt,
they're just moving it around.

Did you tell them that?

No, they're too busy
yelling at each other.

If they'd just listen,

then maybe they'd hear what
the other person was saying.

Or how they were feeling.

How are you supposed to
know what another person needs

if you don't even
listen to them?

I mean, you can't just
talk about your problems.

You have to look for solutions.

Sounds like pretty good advice.

You really think so?

Yep.

I also think you should tell your folks
exactly what you just told me.

It's probably too late to stop them
from getting a divorce anyway.

Yeah, probably.

And it's probably too late
to try and fix this boat, too.

You aren't just gonna give up,
are you?

No.

Are you?

Good choice.

My men will continue
searching the school.

Could I ask that you and your men
help us and check the grounds again?

Now what?

I'm gonna need a nail.

What for?

Well, if I can weld it
to the spark plug,

it'll replace the electrode.

How're you gonna weld it?

With wire, battery
and jumper cables.

How do you come up
with this stuff?

Oh, the stuff's already here.
I just find a different way to use it.

Wanna grab me a
piece of that wire?

They're here.

He's coming in.

Oh! You scared me half to death.

What are you doing here?

I go to school here.

Maybe I should ask
you the same thing.

Lisa! Go back to the
main building, please.

These men are
looking for a criminal.

Check the boathouse.

I saw somebody earlier.

He didn't look like
one of the parents.

Over there. In the clearing.

I'll show you.

I'll go and tell the police.

He was right over here.

Search over there in the trees.

This is getting us nowhere.

There's no sign of him.

If Habad learns the truth,
we'll face a firing squad.

Habad won't reach the
top of the mountain alive.

The bomb will take care of him.

Hey.

How did this blood
get on your scarf?

Hurry. They're right behind me.
I'm coming with you.

No way.

Yes way, go.

It's 2:00.

We have only one hour to stop
Habad from signing the treaty.

Are you all right?

I feel great.

You do understand
you could've been killed?

I know. But I've never
had so much fun.

It was not a smart thing to do.

It was your idea.

My idea?

I had something
important to tell you.

You said if I had
something to say to say it.

It would have been
kind of tough to tell you

if you were halfway
across the lake, wouldn't it?

Well, yeah, but...

What could have
been that important?

You tell me. Who's Habad?

He's the president of Samadia.

The one I'm accused
of trying to assassinate.

Well, I heard those men talking
and they're planning to kill him.

Is that important
enough for you?

One of them said Habad would never
reach the top of the mountain alive.

Does that mean anything?

They're meeting at the summit.

Anything else?

Something about a bomb.

- Any word on MacGyver?
- Nothing.

They're conducting a
thorough search, Peter.

Just keep your mind
on the peace accord.

Yeah.

We're too late.

Lisa, listen to me.

I want you to tell the police
exactly what you told me,

but only the Swiss police.
Nobody else, all right?

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna try to get to
the tram before they do.

Go.

- Excuse me.
- Where did you come from?

There's gonna be another
assassination attempt on the president.

- He won't reach the top...
- I see.

Now, how did you get here?

Did you hear me? It's the truth.
They said the bomb would...

Tell me, how does
a young girl like you

find out about an assassination?

If you'd be quiet and
let me finish, I'll tell you.

I'd like to conduct a security
sweep of the gondola, please.

Thank you.

We've just conducted
a sweep of the area.

All right.

- All secure.
- Okay.

I'll take the next car.

Is the president in that car?

- Yes, he is.
- Let me use your radio.

Hello.

I'm calling to
warn the president.

There's gonna be another
assassination attempt.

My friend MacGyver
came here to warn you.

Your own men
are trying to kill you.

That's a lie.

That's him. That's the
man I told you about.

I'm sorry, sir.
You'll have to come with me.

That's MacGyver.

No, no, no.
Don't shoot, please, please!

I'm sure he's trying to help us.

Or kill us.

Listen to me.

MacGyver is climbing the tower
towards this car right now.

You've got to tell the
president everything you know.

They've got a gun
aimed at MacGyver.

I go to the
International School.

That's where I met him.

I heard this man Yanif
say he had a bomb

and the president
wouldn't reach the top alive.

Please, listen to her.

I trust that man out
there with my life.

You can, too.

Put away your gun.

There's a bomb
under this gondola.

The explosive could be unstable.

Stop the car.

All right, where's
your emergency rope?

Here.

What are you going to do?

I'm gonna have a look at the bomb.
Undo that, will you?

MacGyver, you're wounded.
Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right, Pete.

Feed that rope
through those straps.

Come on.

Give me the end.

Got enough?

How much slack do you want?

Give me some more.

What is it?

He's got a thing about heights.

All right, let me
down a little at a time.

A little more.

You okay?

Yeah, fine.

Let me down a couple more feet.

More.

How's that?

That's good, right there.

Can you defuse it?

I can't even reach it.

Oh! Man!

Anybody got a knife?

I do.

It's got a lot of different blades.

I know.

Way to go, MacGyver.

MacGyver.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Listen, I stopped by the
school to say goodbye

and they told me you were here.

- Thanks. How are you feeling?
- Um, I'm better. How about you?

Great. Guess what?

My parents are here.
Both of them. Together.

They heard everything on
the news and came running.

How are they gettin' along?

Well, I told them
what I told you,

and I've got them to sit
down at the same table.

- It's a start.
- Yeah.

I kind of lifted a few principles from you
and Mr. Thornton's peace proposal.

Yeah, like what?

Well, for starters,

everybody's got a right to have
a place they can call home, right?

And the right to live there peacefully,
without fighting, right?

Right.

So I told them I wanted
to live back at home.

The three of us
on a trial basis.

What'd they say to that?

We're negotiating
the fine points.

They've agreed to a cease-fire.

That's terrific. Good for you.

Thanks for caring, MacGyver.

MacGyver! Here it is!

- Yeah, it checks out.
- Okay. Thank you.

The new dialysis machine.

Yeah, see? I told
you not to worry, doc.

Yeah, I should have known.

The Phoenix Foundation
has never let me down before.

Yup, yup, yup, yup,
now, now, now, now.

Mr. Colton.

Take care of that, will you?

- Hey, Jesse.
- Hey.

How was the flight?

Flying coach and eating
off of my lap for 17 hours

ain't no day at the beach.

Jesse Colton, I want you
to meet Dr. Sumlee Triwai.

Are you the doctor that's
been treating my lady?

- Yes.
- How is she?

I'm sorry, Mr. Colton.

Wanda Tran was
very ill for a long time

before Mr. MacGyver found her
and brought her to the clinic.

She died late
yesterday afternoon.

Your plane was
already in the air.

There was no way
to let you know.

Damn.

It's been 15 years since
they pulled my unit out of Nam.

I had to leave her behind.

I've been searching
all these years.

Why should I suddenly
get lucky now?

I'm sorry, Jesse.

Uh, there's something else.

You have a son.

A son?

A 15-year-old boy named Willie.

You're telling me this kid
is 15 years old?

Well, like I told you, man, that's
about how long I've been out of Nam.

For 15 years.

So?

So she had a kid.

That doesn't necessarily
make me daddy warbucks.

Hey, man, she could
have met somebody else.

Jesse,

she told me Willie is your kid.

It was a lousy war.

Screwed everybody up.

Hey, shut him up, will you?

Come on, Gus, come on.

Hustle, throw it in there.
Come on, that's it. All right.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Hey, now, hold the phone.
Now, wait a minute here.

Now, you're not taking off
without a little bit of profit

to show for all
our work, are you?

Now you go on back there
and get your hands full.

Go on, or I'll feed you to
the sharks, you little slime.

Come on, let's go!

That's the way it's done, my boy.
That's the way.

- Is that it?
- Yeah.

We're out of here. Let's go!

All right, go!

There you go, Suzie.
It's a work of art.

Just in time.

The old one broke
down yesterday.

Am I going to be
attached to it all the time?

Not all the time, Suzie.

Just for a three hour
treatment every other day.

And when I get to America,

and you give me that new
kidney you promised me,

MacGyver,

will I be able to play,

and go to school,

And do all the things
I used to do?

Yeah.

That's right.

Ta-da!

That's what happens
when you eat too much.

Nothing here, nothing there.

Whoa! Is something in there?
Let me see.

Whoa!

Look at that!

Look at this!

That's it, folks.

That's all I know is three tricks,
and you've seen 'em all.

Bye!

Bye!

Have you ever considered
giving up bounty hunting

and going on the stage?

Once. When this, uh,
dude I was tracking

threw me out a sixth floor window.

All right.

So, the Phoenix Foundation
is gonna fly the sick kids

to America for treatment?

No, just Suzie and the five
emergency cases in here.

As soon as the
visas come through.

Well, this ain't the
Middle Ages, folks.

They can get those
kind of operations here

as well as anywhere else.

Not Amerasians, Mr. Colton.

They are very low-priority
when it comes to expensive,

lifesaving operations.

Half-Asian, half-American,
they are treated as outcasts.

They have nowhere else to turn,
except to private institutions

like the Phoenix Foundation
and other charities.

What about the others?
The, uh, kids in the street?

Good question.

May the Lord receive her
into His peace,

and raise up her body
on the last day.

Amen.

I will keep my promise to you.

I will put a headstone
on your grave,

like all the rich people have.

I swear it, mama.

Willie?

This is Jesse Colton.

While my mother was in the bed

waiting for God to
take her to heaven,

she told me my father
was coming to Bangkok.

Are you my father?

I can see in your face
that you are my father.

Can you not see in my face
that I am your son?

Go easy on me, boy.

I never knew about you.

This is kind of scary.

Then you are my father?

I guess so.

You slime!

Willie?

Well, I'll be a son of...

That kid stole my wallet!

Willie!

Oh, forget it!

Forget it, man, forget it.
Let him go.

I guess it's plain he didn't wanna
have anything to do with me, huh?

He didn't get very much.

My mama taught me

never to keep a picture of
Andrew Jackson in your wallet.

Now, you come back soon, folks.

Bring your money, all right?

Come in, sir.
Come right this way, pal.

Okay, got some great deals
for you. Step right up.

See that man right there.
He'll take good care of you.

Whatever you need, we got.

Whatever you don't,
we've got that, too.

Heck, we've got it all.

Come right over here, sir.

Yes, sir, I got some
great deals for you.

Oh, step this way, ma'am.
You'll like it, too.

Then we're gonna talk
cash discount, all right?

Where else can you find merchandise
like this at such bargain prices?

It's a steal, folks,
I tell you, a steal.

Now, go in there and
take a look around.

We got a lot more stuff, sir.

Ringe, show these
people what we got.

Typewriters, tapes,
videos, you name it.

You like that motorcycle, kid?

You got the money, you got it.
We got lots more to look at.

Socks, we got acrylic, nylon,
all kinds of socks up there.

More sneakers, more...
You like those ties, ma'am?

Your husband would
look great in those.

We got more sandals, too.

Ringe, I told you to
keep these tapes neat!

- Skinner.
- You looking for a meal, kid?

The garbage pails
are out on the pier.

A friend told me that you sell things.
And that you buy things also.

- Yes, that's right. Get on with it.
- I found this on the street.

You found it? Sure you did, kid.

So what happened to the money?

There was none. Only the cards.

They say credit cards
are worth money.

"Jesse Colton."

Seems this Colton person had some
connection with the Phoenix clinic.

- That mean anything to you?
- No.

How much will you give for it?

Ordinarily, not much.

But you're lucky, my boy.
200 baht.

Maybe even five.

500?

Sure, kid, sure.

But it's not that easy.

Something you got to do first.

Hi, MacGyver. Look at me.

I'm flying.

Yeah, it's a piece of cake, huh?

It's fantastic. Look at
how good she looks.

You're going to
be all right, Suzie.

Of course I am,

With you and MacGyver
to look after me.

Yep, see?
That's what friends are for.

We have a problem with
the embassy, MacGyver.

What, the kids' visas again?

Yes. They still haven't issued them.

If we don't have them
by at least noon tomorrow,

you'll have to postpone
the flight again.

These kids are sick,
and they're getting sicker.

Don't those people
understand that?

Baan jar, number 10, Poi Dang Road.

Yeah, got it.

Any other stonecutters
in the area?

Thanks.

Hey, I didn't think you were
interested in tracking Willie down.

It's not the kid,
it's the credit cards.

You know what a hassle
it is trying to get new ones?

Oh, yeah, sure.

So what'd you come up with?

Five headstone cutters
I gotta check out.

Wanna come along?

- If you're not busy.
- Yeah, sure.

Just got a quick stop
to make along the way.

Look, MacGyver,
you have to understand.

The Thai government isn't very
sympathetic to your Amerasians.

They're your Amerasians, too, Rog.

The point is, there are
some in the government

who don't like the idea of being
shown up by the Phoenix Foundation.

You wanna spell that out for me?

It's simple enough, isn't it?

Flying those kids back to the
States for medical procedures

is a form of charity.

There are those who feel
that charity begins at home,

And don't want the government
embarrassed in the eyes of the world.

They say they'll look
after it themselves.

Yeah, sure. Six months, a year,
whenever they get around to it.

These kids don't
have that much time.

I'm sorry. My hands are tied.

Well, okay.

Then I guess we'll
have to spring this story

to the Washington Post,
Time, Newsweek...

Shh.

It's a good idea, slick.

You never know what a
little publicity like that'll do.

It'd get me called up before
a congressional committee,

that's what it would do.

Oh! Darn.

All right. I'll see what I can do.

When?

Give me a week.

Tomorrow, Rog.

Tomorrow noon, 6 visas.

Make that 7 visas.

The extra one's for a
boy named Willie Tran.

Can you remember that name, Rog?

Thanks, Rog.

Thank you very much!

Like I told you, my boy,
honesty is the best policy.

I'll be waiting around back.

Well, hello, Willie.
How can I help you?

This belongs to the man
who calls himself my father.

Mr. Colton?

I found it.
Now I want to give it back.

Well, he's out with
Mr. MacGyver just now.

I expect they'll be back soon.
Do you want to leave it?

No. I'll wait.

All right.
Make yourself comfortable.

Bingo.

Stonecutter said Willie was here
a couple of hours ago.

He ordered a stone.

Any idea where he went?

No. Just that he was going to
get the money for it and come back.

Willie.

Willie!

Hi, Suzie.

I've been wanting to see you.

I'm so sorry about your mother.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I... I see you got
the new machine.

Yes. Just in time.

The old one stopped working.

Real complicated-looking thing, isn't it?

How does it work?

I don't know.

But it keeps me alive.

- Wow.
- Yes.

I would die without it.

Why do you ask?

Are you gonna be
a doctor someday?

Maybe.

A boy like you...

Yes, I believe you can.

Oh, yeah.

All right, come on, you little monsters,
let's clear it out.

What did I tell you about honesty,
my boy?

It works every time.

Come on, get out of here.

Hustle!

Listen to me, I don't want
anything damaged, all right?

If it says "fragile,"
it means don't break it.

Take everything. Everything.

Take the dust off the walls!

Get this one out of here.

3, 4, 500 baht.

You join our little group, my lad,
and that is just the beginning.

Mr. Skinner, no, they
mustn't take that machine.

Get serious, kid.
Everything goes.

- No, not that!
- What are you doing?

Let go of it!

Leave off, you little sewer rat!

Come on, let's get
the rest of this stuff.

Yes. Mr. Colton?

Yes, at the clinic. Thank you.

You're a very lucky man,
Mr. Colton.

Very few people lose
their wallet and get it back.

What are you talking about, doc?

Willie. He found it somewhere,
and came to give it back.

He's here? Where?

Wandering around.

Dr. Triwai! Strange people, Dr. Triwai.

What people, Ko Lin?

In the back. Strange people.

I'll check it out. Come on.

I'm gonna dig up Willie.

Where'd you see 'em?

They have a truck
parked near the back.

Why don't you go get in the truck?

We got ourselves a
good haul today, huh?

I'll just clean off
this bottom shelf.

You never know what's
stashed away in these places.

Go on, go! Go, go, go!

- What happened?
- They cleaned out the joint.

It's Willie!

All right. Thanks, Pete.

What did Mr. Thornton say?

Is the foundation going to
replace the dialysis machine?

Yeah. The problem is,
it'll take four or five days to get here.

Suzie can't wait
that long, MacGyver.

If she misses a treatment,
it could be fatal.

I'll try the other hospitals again.

Come on, boy, talk to me.

Why didn't you just tell me you
needed money for a tombstone?

I would've given it to you.
You didn't have to steal my wallet.

How you doing, Willie?

Man.

He is one stubborn kid.

Look,

I'm not putting you on.

How much is that
stone gonna cost?

Come on, how much?

I don't need your money.

Man!

He must be my kid, all right!
He's got a lot of dumb pride!

Why won't you let me help you?

Because I hate you.

You show me this money,

you think it's going to
make you my father?

Where were you
when I needed a father?

Hey, Willie,
that's not quite fair.

He didn't even know about you
until he got here this morning.

But he knew about my mother.

Where were you all those years
she worked day and night

just to put food on the table?

I loved your mother.

Many years ago, when they
pulled me out of Saigon,

I told your mother that I was
gonna come back for her.

When I did, she was gone.

To Cambodia, Thailand...

There were all kinds of rumors.

But I never stopped
looking for her.

I show you my money.

I will buy a stone for my
mother with my money.

I will do this without the help of a
father who was never my father.

Where did you get all that?

It's none of your business.

Hey, Willie.

Come here.

You see, Willie, the
thing that's got me puzzled

Is that door.

Since you're the
only eyewitness,

maybe you can tell me how
the thieves might have gotten in

without breaking the lock, hmm?

I don't know.
They were already in.

It doesn't take a brain surgeon to
figure out that it was an inside job.

Does that make
sense to you, Willie?

That somebody from the
inside opened the door for 'em?

Who?

Hey, Willie!

I don't see him anywhere.

This crowd of people
swallowed him up.

Forget it, man.
He's gone. Long gone.

What about Suzie?

She gonna be able to
make it without that machine?

The only way she's gonna make it
is if we get that machine back.

Yeah, how are we gonna do that?
We don't even know who ripped it off.

Willie knows.

Yeah, but we
gotta find him first.

Out in these streets,
that could take forever.

We don't have forever.

Well, then you got to fix the
old dialysis machine, don't you?

Jesse, if it was in the
least bit fixable, I would.

You're the man! You can do it.

While you're working on it,
I'll call an old army buddy of mine.

Maybe he can give us a lead on
who fences hot property around here.

I don't know, Jesse,
it looks pretty hopeless.

Come on, man,
you can fix anything.

Yeah, sure. No problem.

George, Jesse Colton here.

Hey, buddy, how are you?

Yeah, I'm in Bangkok.

Listen, um, I need you
to do me a favor.

I'm looking for some local creep

who knocked over a bunch of medical
supplies at a friend of mine's clinic.

Yeah.

He uses kids to
do his dirty work.

Any progress?

Well, the pump that circulates
the rinsing liquid is pretty much shot.

I can get it to circulate,
but not perfectly.

Any irregularity or
turbulence in the blood flow

could cause clotting.

Got it fixed, slick?

No, I don't have it fixed!

There are some things in
this world that can't be fixed,

and this happens
to be one of 'em.

And we don't need a
seat-of-the-pants patch job.

What we need is the
new dialysis machine.

Can't risk Suzie's
life on this thing.

MacGyver,

am I gonna die now?

Jesse Colton, call on line 1.

Excuse me.

No, baby, you're not gonna die.

You think if you lie,
I'll feel better?

No.

I think I'm gonna find that machine
and get you back on it.

Hey, I appreciate it, baby.

It's my army contact.

He gave me a lead on
a guy named Skinner.

Says he loves to gamble.

That's p-pathetic!

Hit the sucker,
don't blow him a kiss!

Kind of place that sticks
to the bottom of your shoes.

Watch where
you're stepping, then.

Yeah.

This is like coming home.

You've been here before?

No, not this joint. But the good
ones are all alike, aren't they?

That's him.

How do you know it's him?

My man told me
he was about six feet,

curly hair, mean,
wears a red bandanna.

Slightly pale.

Works for me.

So what do you think?

He's a businessman.

Let's do some business.

- Yeah! Hit him!
- Go on up there.

The nest of the
eagle is empty, man.

- What?
- What do you mean, "what"?

What does he mean, "what"?

The nest of the eagle is empty.

Look, pal, I have got a
lot of bread on this fight.

Now get away from me
or I'll punch your heart out.

Hey.

He doesn't know the password.

This ain't Frank Skinner, man.

I'm Skinner, all right?
I am Skinner.

Now, who the hell are you guys?

Colonel Mugwana.
This is Major Bright.

We were told we had
to do this password bit

in order to do
business with you.

This creep in Manila was putting us on
about the password, man.

Wait a minute,
what kind of business?

The revolution business.

The major and me are running a
little war on the island of Mindoro.

That's a little south of Manila.

I know where it is.

See, the thing is,

we need more guns,
more ammunition,

and everything.

We were told you were
the guy that could handle it.

Yeah, I can handle it,
if you've got the money.

Does the sun rise in the east?

We've gotta see the
merchandise first, though.

All right, you got it.

I'll get right on it.

As soon as this
fight's finished.

Come on, hit him!

Uh-oh.

What "uh-oh"? What?

Uh-oh, you'll see.

- It's him.
- What?

It's the one from the clinic.

What are you saying?

He's the one who came
running into the alley

when we were driving away.

Let the games begin.

Let's get out of here.

They're splitting!

Whatever you want, man.

Morning, Willie. Hold it.

I just wanna talk.

About what?

Frank Skinner.
Where do I find him?

I don't know
anybody by that name.

I think you do.

Your dad took off after him
yesterday afternoon.

He hasn't been seen since.

So, who cares?

Willie, we know you let
Skinner into the clinic.

Hey, come on!

Your dad's not the
only one in trouble here.

Suzie's life is at stake, too.

She needs that dialysis machine.

Now, come on!

Where do I find Skinner?

All right.

I will show you
where to find Skinner,

but not for that man
who says he's my father.

For Suzie.

Okay. For Suzie.

There it is.

All right. Wait here, Willie.

The one from the bar yesterday.

You come looking
for more trouble?

Huh?

No. Not really.

Not really.

You're gonna die, pal.

You go that way.

Don't make me hurt you.

If this boy means
anything to you, come out!

If you don't,
I'll blow him away!

You hear me?

Come on.

It's a big ocean out there with a
lot of hungry fish waiting for you.

Could start a feeding frenzy.

Arrange for a boat to pick 'em up.
I want them gone, out of here.

Got it.

The cavalry's come for me.
How about that?

- You feel as bad as you look?
- Oh, man, I've had better days.

Yeah, you had me worried.

Hey, thanks for trying
to give me a hand, Willie.

I was helping MacGyver
for Suzie, not you.

I have to give it to you, kid.
You are consistent.

So what do you think?

Stay here and keep an
eye on 'em. Come on.

I think we need a plan.

Here, use that to blow the lock.

Chloroform?

How's an anesthetic
gonna do that?

We'll put fire to it.
It'll blow, believe me.

What do I do for a fuse?

Soak something in alcohol.

A shoelace.

Yeah, good.

- What about the guard?
- I'm working on that.

Hey, Willie.

I wanna make my peace with you

in case we don't get out of here
with all of our bones.

I have nothing to say.

Well, I do.

All I'm asking for is you
to listen to what I have to say.

Talk is cheap
and you got lots of it.

Look, kid,

I know you haven't
had an easy time of it.

We live in a world where
most people don't have it easy.

You rich Americans, what do you
know about it? You have everything.

Not all of us are rich, Willie.

We don't all live in... in fine houses,
and... and drive big cars,

and eat three steaks a day.

In fact, a lot of us live
from hand to mouth,

just like some of the
people in this country.

Words. You speak words,
and the words say nothing.

I've heard too many promises
already in my life.

You're not the only one who's
an outcast in his own country.

I've been there.

In fact, in some ways,
I'm still there.

Hey, I don't blame you
for being angry.

But you've got to
learn to overcome it.

Anger only gets in your way

when you're trying to
make important decisions

that's gonna affect you
the rest of your life.

My mother.

She spoke of you many times.

"Someday he will come
back for us," she said.

Only someday came
too late for my mother.

God, I wish it could
have been different.

Hey, guys,
sorry to break this up,

but I think it's time
we bust out of here.

Go to work.
Willie, give me a hand.

Stay down.

- I'll call you back.
- Hurry. Come on.

Lighter.

Get the key.

Get the key!

You did soak it in
alcohol, didn't you?

Yeah, I soaked it.

Willie?

How's the machine?

It's okay, it's not hurt.

Suzie's gonna be fine,
isn't she?

Yeah.

She'll be just fine.

Well, come on, Jesse.
You gotta at least ask him.

Man, bounty hunting is
nothing compared to this.

MacGyver's, uh,

got some visas to fly the sick kids
to America for medical treatment.

I'm going...
I'm going with them.

Um, listen, uh,

he also managed to work an
extra visa out of the embassy.

You think you might
want to come along?

I don't know what
kind of father I'd be. I...

Well, I never thought about it.

But I'm willing
to give it a try if...

What should I do, Mama?

Couldn't pull it off, slick.

Goodbye, Mama.

You sure?

Ahoy there!

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Happy Halloween.

Do you know anything
about electric winches?

Enough to know that beatin' it
won't do much good.

Yeah, well, I tried threatenin' it.

Wait, wait, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, wait a minute here!

I'll make a deal with you.

You keep down the racket
so I can get some sleep

and I'll take a look at it.

You mean it? Hey, great!

Oh, the name's Milt Bozer.

MacGyver.

I could sure use a neighbor
who knows how to fix things.

Too bad you're movin'.

Who says I'm movin'?

Well, the guy with
the movin' van.

Oh, no.

No, no, it can't be, not again.

No!

Why?

Why?

You didn't know about this?

No!

At least he was neat.

Oh, but neat don't count, huh?

This mover, he didn't happen
to have a big bushy moustache,

dressed up like a pilot, maybe?

Yeah, that's him.

Jack Dalton!

Jack!

Jack, whatever your
crazy scheme is this time,

I don't even want
to hear about it!

I'm gettin' my stuff and
I'm gone, you hear me?

Man.

Jack?

Are you in here?

Hey!

No!

Thank you for calling

Haven's Rest Cemetery.

Our office is closed.

Please leave a message
at the tone.

Jack?

Happy Halloween, MacGyver.

No. No, it can't be.

It can't be.

Murdoc!

Trick or treat.

I don't believe it.

Where's Dalton?

He's off chasing the
proverbial wild goose.

But I knew your concern for him
would be enough to lure you here.

What do you want, Murdoc?

What do you think of my
little hideaway, MacGyver?

A rich industrialist built this
about 100 years ago.

You know, in those days
they had the most

terrible fear of
being buried alive.

I guess this chap just
wanted to make himself

as comfortable as possible

in case he inconveniently
came back to life.

Murdoc, if this is another one
of your games, let's get on with it.

It's not a game, MacGyver.

It's a matter of life and death.

What are you talkin' about?

Of all my past adversaries,
MacGyver,

you've always been
the most creative.

That's why you're here.

You're the only one
that I can turn to.

I need your help.

You're not serious.

Oh, I'm deadly serious.

You know, I'm not real big on
doin' favors for professional killers.

See, I could've killed you there,
MacGyver, but I didn't.

You know why?
Because I've retired.

My last few run-ins with you
have convinced me that it was time.

Look, see, I have a new face.

I have a new face
to match my new life.

Unfortunately, H.I.T. doesn't look
too kindly upon their ex-employees

quitting without their approval.

- H.I.T.?
- H.I.T.

H-I-T.

Homicide International Trust.

My ex-employers.

They hire a bunch of professional
killers from around the world.

It's sort of like a multinational
murder incorporated.

I refused their last contract.

So they put a hit out on me.

That sounds like
poetic justice to me.

They've kidnapped someone
very close to me, MacGyver.

Someone is close to you?

My sister.

Ashton.

Uh-uh.

Murdoc, I've seen your file.

It says "no living relatives."

I've gone to great pains to
conceal the truth about my sister,

even from her.

After our parents died,
I supported her in secret.

She didn't even
know that I existed.

And she certainly didn't
know what I did for a living.

She was my innocence.

I thought I could
protect her forever.

Till I read this.

Found out how wrong I was.
Here, take a look.

Look at her.

Look what they've
done to my sister.

Listen to this.

Hello, Murdoc.
It's your mentor, Nicholas.

I must admit, you're
not easy to find.

Fortunately, the same
is not true of your sister.

Remember the Halloween
parties at my club?

Well, this year's is special.

It's in honor of
your retirement.

So be here by midnight,

or I'll kill your sister instead.

He means it, MacGyver.

So who's Nicholas?

Nicholas Helman.

He's chairman of
the board of H.I.T.

He has the ever-so-exclusive
Helman Club downtown.

He uses the club as a front
for H.I.T.'s base of operations.

This man would do
anything to see me dead.

Even if it means destroying
the only decent thing in my life,

just to get at me.

I cannot rescue Ashton alone,
MacGyver.

You're the only one in
the world who can help.

No way, Murdoc.

I could never trust you to
do anything straight. Forget it.

- They're gonna kill my sister.
- I can't trust you!

Well, trust me now, MacGyver.

Help me or feel free to go.

But if you do go, MacGyver,
you're gonna have to live with

the death of an innocent
girl on your conscience.

You provide the evidence we need
to put those people away for good?

Anything.

And turn yourself in as well?

You drive a hard bargain.

Yeah, well, take it or leave it.

Agreed.

And we get her out my way.

No guns, no killing.

Nicholas Helman is a
ruthless killer, MacGyver.

He taught me everything I know.

We cannot go up against him
without weapons.

Oh, we've got weapons.

My way.

This way, Mr. Greggs.

Good luck.

Welcome to Death Row, Mr. Greggs.

Are you ready for
your qualification test?

Whatever you've got, Mr. Helman,

I can handle.

Excellent.

I like your confidence,
Mr. Greggs.

I want you to look
straight ahead.

Your objective is
to reach the girl.

Understood.

If you succeed,

you'll become one
of our operatives.

Good luck.

Hey, that's real ammunition.

This is real life, Mr. Greggs.

What are you doing?

What's going on?

Please help me.

Please.

Please help me.

You see.

And Greggs is one of the best
freelance operatives in the field.

But Murdoc is better.

No matter.

Death Row is no longer
a testing facility, Sonia.

It's become a killing ground,

designed especially for Murdoc.

All right,
watch it on the steps, guys.

Take one at a time.

All right, try to keep it level.
That's it.

Appreciate this, guys.

Whoa. Whoa. What is this?

Uh, To-Die-For Catering.
We got a delivery for you.

What's in it?

It's our Halloween special.

Help yourself.

Thanks.

Hold it.

Yes, Mr. Helman?

Come downstairs
to the billiards room.

All right, I'm on my way.

All right, put this
in the main room.

Thanks for your help, guys.

Uh, listen, you mind
if I use your phone?

I got to check in with my boss.

Uh, it's right over there.

Thanks.

Hold on just a minute, Ozzie.

Okay, now, just let me
pocket this shot.

Mr. Greggs is down in Death Row.

He failed to reach the girl.

It's quite a mess, I'm afraid.

I'll take care of it, Mr. Helman.

Remember, I want to start
the board meeting

as soon as the directors arrive.

Do you remember what
costumes they'll be wearing?

Yes, sir.

The royal flush.

I'll keep an eye out for 'em.

And for Murdoc.

It's getting late, Nicholas.

I think we should
put our costumes on.

Yes, of course, my dear.

Hello, hello.

Lovely party, just... just got
back from the dead, actually.

Excuse me, I'm... I'm starving,
I'm, uh, I'm just starving to death.

MacGyver, are you in here?

I told you to stay put.

I was tired of playing dead.
Is there any sign of Ashton?

They've got her behind here.

- Nicholas calls it Death Row.
- Yes, I've heard of that.

He uses it to test H.I.T. recruits.
How do we get in there?

Well, I don't know yet.

The lock only opens
with Nicholas' thumb print.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe this will open it.

Murdoc, we had a deal.

But you... you said no guns.

- Don't split hairs with me.
- You got a better idea?

- I'll think of something.
- Okay, I'm waiting.

That thing would bring the
whole place down on us anyway.

I'm still waiting, MacGyver.

Okay.

Okay.

New plan. It's a party, right?

Yes, it's a party.

- People drink at parties.
- So?

So,

we, uh,

we get Nicholas' glass,

we transfer the print

and we're in.

How do we get
Nicholas' thumb print

off the glass onto the sensor?

How do we do that, MacGyver?

Huh?

One thing at a time.

You know, MacGyver,
that's why you're so hard to beat.

Nobody knows what
you're gonna do next.

Including you.

Please, can you help me?

Sorry, lady. I just work here.

I haven't done anything!

Why are they doing this to me!

There he is, in the
vampire costume.

All right, here's what we do.

We just wait for him to put
the glass down, and then grab it.

Or not.

You got any other ideas,
MacGyver?

Who's the girl?

Sonia. She's
Nicholas' right-hand person.

Almost as good as me.

And deadly as she is beautiful.

Well, something's goin' on
in that room there.

When did you say Nicholas
and the board members meet?

Once a year.

What better place to
keep it a secret, huh?

Of course!

A costume party
is a perfect cover.

Nicholas is the only one who knows
the identity of the other members.

With all these costumes around,
they could be anybody.

I overheard Nicholas
talking about a royal flush.

How many board
members are there?

Let's see.
Not counting Nicholas, 4.

There goes another one.

That's three down, one to go.

Okay, new plan.

I crash the board meeting.

What, as part of
the royal flush?

Okay, good, good, good,
but which one are you gonna be?

Well, the king, queen, the knight
have already gone in.

Knight's the same as a jack, isn't it?

Uh-huh. That leaves the ace.

Or the joker.

Of course.

The joker's wild.

Leave him to me.

Murdoc, no.

It's perfectly harmless, MacGyver,
it's perfectly harmless. Trust me.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir,

let me get that.

Get the door, Murdoc.

Well, this little charade may get you
into the meeting, MacGyver,

But how do you get out of it?

You're right.

I'm gonna need a diversion.

What time you got?

It's 11:27.

All right.

At exactly 11:40, throw all
the circuit breakers in this box.

Blackout should give me a chance to
grab the glass, and make a run for it.

Then meet me in
the billiard room.

11:40.

Charming.

Where have you been?
The others are waiting.

Now that we're all here,

I call this meeting to order.

Before we get on
with any new business,

what's the update on
the Murdoc situation?

I'm glad you brought that up.

Actually, this evening's festivities
are doubling for his retirement party.

Then you've terminated him?

Not yet,
but the bait is in the trap.

He was supposed
to be eliminated, Nicholas.

That was your job.

He will be.

I have his sister.

I guarantee that Murdoc will be
permanently retired by midnight.

He'd better be, Nicholas.

You know our
policy about failure.

Yes, Nicholas,
you too are replaceable.

Sorry you have
to miss the party, old boy,

but I'm afraid
you're all tied up.

Lift your hands
where I can see them.

Now turn around, slowly.

This is useless!

It's obvious Murdoc
isn't going to show.

He's probably already here.

Well, that remains to be seen.

In the meantime, I suggest
we move on with the agenda.

I believe the joker was going to report
on our arms smuggling operation.

It's a good idea.

The floor is yours, joker.

Get on with it.

May I?

I said we weren't
to be disturbed.

I have Murdoc.

Excellent.

Sonia has Murdoc.

Take him to Death Row.
I'll be right down.

That's not all, Nicholas.

He's taken out one
of the board members.

I think it's the joker.

Thank you, my dear.

I'll handle it.

Well, it appears that my trap
worked even better than I expected.

Murdoc is as good as dead.

And so is his partner.

The joke's on you, my friend.

Lights out, my darling.

What's going on?

Stay calm.
Emergency power will be on soon.

I can't see.

Just stay calm.

There!

Look out!

It's almost midnight, MacGyver.

Meeting ran a little late.

Here. Melt some wax in that.

Melt wax?

I'm gonna try
and fool that lock.

Miss Chapel!

Are you all right?

What happened?

Murdoc. He's here.

Murdoc got away.

So did his partner. Perhaps it's time
we selected a new chairman here.

Now calm down all of you.

Everything is going
according to my plan.

Here's your front row seat.

There she is!

- Who are you?
- Friends.

What are you doing here?

We've come to
get you out of here.

Be careful.

A man's been
killed here already.

Don't worry.

On the contrary,

I'm afraid you all have a
great deal to worry about.

I knew you'd come, Murdoc.

But your friend is
something of a surprise.

No matter.

It'll give our board of directors
a more exciting show.

Welcome to Death Row, gentlemen.

I'm here now,
Nicholas, let the girl go.

The girl's life is in
your hands, Murdoc.

At midnight, that chair will
shoot 3,000 volts of electricity

through her body.

Simply get her out of the chair
before the clock strikes 12:00.

You now have eight minutes
until the girl dies.

Good luck, gentlemen.

You will pay for this, Nicholas.

I seriously doubt it.

It's a shooting gallery, MacGyver,
and we have no guns!

Hand me that apple,

and the cabbage.

Apple and a cabbage?

The guns in here are
workin' on motion detectors.

All right.

When I throw this,
dive over that wall.

Careful!

That's where the man was
killed by a machine gun!

Here.

Use this to keep the guns busy.

Let's go.

One more special Halloween treat,

just for you, Murdoc.

Oh, God, no!

Snakes!

Not snakes.

I... I hate snakes, MacGyver.

Well, I'm not too crazy
about them myself.

Oh, man.

Yeah, that's it, MacGyver,
we're gonna burn 'em up.

Well, what are you doing?

Snakes aren't too crazy
about the smell of kerosene.

Hopefully this will
make them back off.

So you-you've tried
this before, of course.

Well, this situation
doesn't come up a lot.

Well, uh, in that case,
MacGyver, why don't you, uh,

why don't you go first, huh?

Yeah.

All right,

come on, Murdoc.

I can't! I can't, I-I'm not gonna
do it, MacGyver. I can't do it.

Murdoc, come on!

I can't do it, okay!

Oh!

All right, come on.

Get down, get on my shoulders.

I don't believe this.

And don't make any sudden moves.

Yeah, well...

Well, tell that to the snakes,
MacGyver.

Hurry! Hurry, please!

Looks like Nicholas'
game is over.

Get me out of here.

Please!

Murdoc!

Get her out of here, MacGyver,
get her out of here!

Save Ashton, MacGyver.
We made a deal.

Go!

Come on, Murdoc!

This is the end, my friend.

The end for you both.

Sonia!

Goodbye, Nicholas.

I'm the chairman
of the board now.

Your friend!

It's all been like a bad dream.

I still don't
understand a lot of it.

Well, we're pretty sure it was
a case of mistaken identity.

Well, how did you
know they had me?

I think the less you know,
the better.

- Top secret government stuff?
- Somethin' like that.

I am so sorry about your friend.

He must have been
a very special person.

You could say that.

Well, thank you again so much.

Greetings from the grave,
MacGyver.

As promised,

I'm giving you enough evidence
to shut down H.I.T. for good.

Oh, and about turning
myself in and going to prison,

You know what, I may be reformed,
but I'm... I'm not crazy.

But don't worry, MacGyver,
you'll see me again.

Just keep looking
over your shoulder.

Careful.

You've got less than a minute.

It's set to go off at 12:00.

Give me a screwdriver.

Quick, come on.

You got it?

I don't know.

Oh.

MacGyver, that's great.

Thanks.

Oh, I don't have to worry
about sleeping in anymore.

Hi.

Hello, MacGyver.

It's me, Su Ling.

Su... Su Ling?

Are you kidding me?
Uh, come in.

You didn't get the letter
that I sent to you?

That I arrive today?

Uh, no, actually this
is kind of a surprise.

Pete!

You remember that foster
child program I told you about?

- For Asian orphans, sure.
- Yeah.

Well, Mr. Thornton,
we finally get to meet her.

This is Su Ling.

Su Ling.

You know, I've gotten
regular reports about you

ever since MacGyver
first decided to sponsor you.

It's a pleasure to
finally meet you.

Thank you.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, too.

I, uh, I can't believe this.
Look at you.

What were you, 14 the
last time I heard from you?

I am 22 now.

Whoa!

Perhaps I am interrupting?

No, no, nothin'.

I'm sorry I did not write
in all these years,

but after I was reunited with
my grandmother in China,

she was afraid
that the government

would accuse me of being a spy,

for writing to America.

I think she gave you good advice.

I recently graduated from
the university in Shanghai.

That is why I'm here.

To attend graduate
school at your university.

I register tomorrow morning.

Well, congratulations.

Have you got a place to stay?

Well,

no.

There is a mix-up with my
dormitory at the university.

The room is not ready.

Well, say no more.

This is obviously a kitchen,
that's the living room,

upstairs is the bedroom.

I'll just stay on the couch
until the dorm is ready.

You are even nicer than I dream.

You hungry?

Great.

Well, listen, you two have
a lot of catching up to do.

I'm going to say good night.

Uh, Su Ling, listen, I have a
very good friend at the university

who can take care of your
dormitory problems overnight.

Oh, no, please,
don't take the trouble.

It's no trouble at all.
Believe me.

Besides, it's, uh, it's a
good opportunity to call her.

I, uh, haven't talked
to her in a long time.

Uh, I will talk to you tomorrow.

Thanks for fixing the clock,
MacGyver.

- Good night.
- Good night, Pete.

Good night.

Oh.

I have something for you.

It's a back scratcher.

A Chinese specialty.

Good for that camping trip you
wrote me about when I was 13.

When you were testing
some kind of night goggles

and you couldn't tell
the difference between

a blueberry bush and poison ivy.

Oh.

You would remember
that, wouldn't you?

It's nice to finally
meet you in person.

Uh, you've changed.

I've grown up.

Thank you, MacGyver.

For everything.

She arrived from Hong Kong

and made no
contact at the airport.

She got into a taxi,
and we followed discreetly.

Did she make contact
with any of the students?

No.

She visited an American by the
name of MacGyver at his houseboat.

She is still there.

Is he connected with
the student movement?

We have never heard of him.

Yang is watching the houseboat.

When the underground fax machine
network was first uncovered,

we successfully isolated
the Beijing students

from the rest of the world.

This intelligence report says
a new fax machine network

is being set up in
the United States,

and she is carrying the numbers.

Do you want us to bring
her in now, comrade?

No, Zhao.

We will watch her.

She will lead us directly
to her collaborators.

Then we can destroy
the network at both ends.

Are they still inside, Yang?

They're coming out now.

She's not carrying anything.

- Follow them.
- Yes, sir.

Yeah, this will be nice, havin' you
livin' in the same city, Su Ling.

It is very different
but beautiful here.

Thank you for the ride,
MacGyver.

No problem.

No problem.

I'll catch you later.

Catch you later, no problem.

It is lovely here
this time of year.

I beg your pardon.
What did you say?

I'm sorry.

I thought you were someone else.

No, I'm sorry, uh...

What did you say?

It is lovely here
this time of year.

Yes, uh, it is unusually warm.

The flowers could use the rain.

Yes, and it will
grow and blossom.

- Hi, I'm Wing Lee.
- Yes.

Why are you looking
at me so strangely?

Oh, I'm sorry.
I... I wasn't expecting a...

You're very pretty.

I did not come to make a date.

Oh, I know.

Have you brought the list?

No, not yet.

I wanted to make certain
that we could meet safely.

We will meet again tomorrow.

I was told you brought, uh,
something in addition to the list.

Yes.

You will see it tomorrow.

Meet me here at the same time.

It is good to meet you,
Wing Lee.

MacGyver?

It's me, Pete.

Got some interesting
news for you.

MacGyver!

Su Ling.

MacGyver?

Here, Pete, try that on.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, that feels good.

Did you happen to get a
look at whoever did this?

No, I'm afraid not.

It was pretty much hello,
goodbye, and lights out.

All I can tell you is,
they were both Chinese

and in a big hurry to leave.

Well, nothing's missing.
I don't get it.

Yeah, well, I think I can
explain in just two words.

Su Ling.

What about her?

Well, that's what
I came back to tell you.

I did call my friend at the university
to see if she could help out

with Su Ling's
dormitory problems.

Well, she came back
this morning with the word

that no Su Ling has been
admitted to the grad school.

They've never heard of her.

Well, yeah, but, Pete, isn't that
just kind of a bureaucratic way

of saying they lost some paper?

I mean, you don't get into grad
school with just a phone call,

and you certainly don't get into
this country without the proper visa.

Exactly.

And that's why I called
the immigration department.

Now she did enter
the country yesterday

But with a visitor's visa
not a student visa.

And it was issued
out of Hong Kong,

not mainland China.

I don't get it.

Why would she lie?

Ah, good question.

Long live freedom in China!

Long live democracy!

It has been months now,
and still they come.

Found the list of fax numbers?

No.

We were interrupted
in our search.

This man, MacGyver, has connections
with the Phoenix Foundation,

has a history of aiding
humanitarian causes.

What if she passed
the information to him?

I do not think so.

Yang followed her to the university
where she made contact

with a student named Wing Lee.

He came over to study
three years ago from Beijing.

He has no connections
to the old fax network?

No.

Then we may have found a key
member to the new underground.

I want to know more about
this student from Beijing,

This Wing Lee.

Right away, Comrade Peng Chow.

The question is, why?

Why would she go
through all that deception?

I don't know, Pete, but I'm sure
gonna ask her when she gets back.

Oh, the university
is so beautiful.

I think I'm really going
to enjoy my studies here.

Is something wrong?

You have any idea why
a couple of Chinese guys

would come in here
and tear my place up?

Any particular reason
why you lied to us

about where you came from
and how you got here?

I did not lie. I only...

My English is not the best.

Perhaps you misunderstood me.

Uh, no.

You were lyin' then,
and you're stalling now.

Su Ling, we know.

You're not registered
at the university.

They've never heard of you.

We also know that you
entered the country

on a visitor's visa
out of Hong Kong,

not China like you told us.

I'm so sorry.

Please,

you have every right
to be angry,

but this is a very
difficult time for me.

I am not your foster child,
MacGyver.

I am not Su Ling.

My name is Mei Jan.

Su Ling was my roommate
at Beijing Teachers College.

That's how I know all about you,

how wonderful you are,

how you inspired her as a young girl
with your encouragement.

Your belief that
nothing is more precious

than freedom of mind and spirit.

We're listening.

The students,

my comrades at Tiananmen Square,

sent me to America.

I needed a safe place
to begin my mission,

and Su Ling had
told me about you.

Tiananmen Square?

You're part of the
student movement?

Why didn't Su Ling tell me
you were comin'?

Su Ling is dead.

What?

Killed by a government
soldier during the protests.

That is why I'm using her visa.

Perhaps you read about
the 21 student leaders

my government has
branded as criminals?

Yeah, we sure have.

You?

Yes.

If I did not escape,
I could be dead as well.

Freedom meant
everything to Su Ling,

And when the soldiers came,
we made a pact.

Whoever survived would make sure
that the world knew the truth.

It is what Su Ling lived for.

I have something to show you,

If it has not been stolen.

Thank goodness.

My government
will stop at nothing

to keep our story from
the eyes of the world.

And I will stop at nothing

to make sure the
world sees the truth.

It was June 3rd.

Su Ling was going
to give a speech

at the huge pro-democracy
rally that evening,

so I borrowed a
friend's video camera.

Along the way, we joined
in the giant celebration

of our new inspiration,

the goddess of democracy.

You can see the mood
that day was festive.

There were rumors that
the army would attack,

but we were not worried.

The night before,

10,000 of us had
turned them back

with gifts of food and flowers.

But we were wrong.

Late in the day,
the 38th army arrived with tanks.

When night fell,

the mood suddenly shifted,
and the trouble began.

Suddenly, somebody yelled
that the army was coming.

I looked, and there
were the tanks.

The first thing they destroyed
was the goddess of democracy.

Shots were fired.

Everybody began
running from the square.

First, an unarmed student
was shot in the arm,

And then those that started
to help him were also shot.

Everybody began running,

looking for escape from
the soldiers and the tanks.

Buses were set on fire,

and all of a sudden,

There were more shots
directly ahead of us.

And Su Ling shouted to
keep the camera running.

And then suddenly
we met Jiang and Li,

two girls from my dormitory.

I ran past the bus

looking for a way
back to the university.

They were right behind me
when I heard Su Ling shout.

I swung the camera around.

Then I heard Su Ling say,

"Please, we come in peace."

But the soldier
would not listen.

He shot them.

He shot them.

What's goin' on?
What is this?

What do you want?

We are friends of your family.

You're no friends of mine.

You don't intimidate me.

Your mother sends her
best wishes from Beijing.

She is in fine health.

She will remain so

only if you cooperate.

Using Su Ling's identity,
I was able to reach Macao.

From there I slipped
into Hong Kong

and was given a
plane ticket here.

If it is any comfort,

you were Su Ling's inspiration.

So, uh, what happens
to this tape now?

I deliver it to my contact here.

After Tiananmen Square,
the government destroyed

our underground
fax machine network.

They stopped our only
means of communicating

with each other and
the outside world.

Sure.

Cut off the flow of information,

the movement will die.

Yes. Exactly.

That's why I brought
these phone numbers,

to establish a new
fax machine network.

There are 50
numbers on this scroll.

That's a pretty clever way
to transmit Chinese characters.

I've memorized the numbers.

But now, my government
must know that I'm here,

or they would not have
attacked you and searched here.

Yeah, but they don't
know what you've got.

Well, they must suspect
I have the fax numbers,

but the tape, no.

If they suspected that, I would have
been killed the moment I landed here.

They would not have risked me
exposing the truth with this tape.

People must see this tape.

They will, Mei Jan.

They will.

I thought you were coming alone.

This is Mr. MacGyver.
He is with us.

MacGyver, this is Wing Lee.

Hi, how you doin'?

Everything okay?

If I seem nervous,

it is because I don't
like taking chances,

and by bringing you here,
we're taking an unnecessary one.

Now our activities may not seem
dangerous to you, Mr. MacGyver,

but they are.

And if I've offended
you by not trusting you,

I apologize.

Oh, believe me,
I'm not offended.

It shows you're being careful.
That's good.

We, uh, know Mei Jan's
been watched.

Yes.

Somebody broke
into MacGyver's house

and attacked a friend of his.

- Did they find the package?
- No. It is safe.

But that doesn't mean
they've stopped lookin'.

Well, I found a safe place
for Mei Jan to hide.

She will be all right there.

Good.

You are everything Su Ling
talked about, MacGyver.

Thank you for being my friend.

I'm safe now.

Okay.

Follow me.

You must first distribute the tape
to the International News Service.

I've already made
the initial contact.

The local station here will
link up with the satellite service.

Good.

Then the whole world will see what
our government has tried to bury.

You also have the
list of fax numbers?

Yes.

But we will not give the whole
list of fax numbers to anyone.

Only one number to one person.

That way, we can reduce our
chances of being discovered.

Mei Jan,

I'm sorry.

I'm a coward.

What is it?

You've done everything
expected of you.

I admire you, Wing Lee.
You are brave.

Forgive me.

Your mother would be
very proud of you, Wing Lee.

MacGyver, take a look.
Who's that?

Oh, that's Wing Lee.

It's the boy I was
tellin' you about.

Hey, Wing Lee,
what are you doin' here?

Where's Mei Jan?

Mr. MacGyver, they
threatened to kill my mother,

And... And I've
betrayed Mei Jan.

I... I don't know what to do.

My mother should not have
to pay for what I have done.

All right, settle down,
wait a minute.

What... what happened?

They took Mei Jan,

and they talked about
taking her to the consulate.

Well, sure, that makes sense.

They've got diplomatic immunity.

They use protected personnel
to pull off this kind of thing.

I'm going to call Washington,
see if I can get a few people

to put a little heat on the
Chinese consulate here.

No, Pete. If they contact
the Chinese consulate,

they'll know Wing Lee talked,

and they'll still go
after his mother.

Yes, that is true.

Yeah, but then we have
to make a choice

between protecting Mei Jan
or your mother.

Or maybe not.

Mei Jan said she
memorized the fax numbers.

Well, how does that help us?

Well, if we can fix it so
they can't touch his mother,

it's a whole new ball game.

Come on.

- Where's your mother live?
- Beijing.

I get it.

We fax a message to
the students underground.

Yes, the students will hide her.

Yeah, but what if Mei Jan has
already told 'em about these numbers?

- Do you think she would do that?
- No. Never.

Neither do I.

Let's do it.

People of China, free the people!

Do you believe us now?

Your superiors ordered the
murder of innocent students.

The students were armed
and provoked the army.

It was the wish of the people
that they be disciplined.

You're a liar!

What?

The list of fax numbers,
we know you carry it.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Where is it?

Destroy the tape.

Take her downstairs.

You will remember the numbers.

Come on.

Freedom! Freedom!

Really, Mr. MacGyver.

You think you are
playing with children?

Missed one of
your cameras, did I?

What I do not understand,
Mr. MacGyver,

is why you bother.

I'm sure you don't.

You have an opportunity.

Persuade the girl to give us
the list of fax machines,

and you can go.

You know, I'm real
sorry about this,

but I couldn't convince her
even if I wanted to.

As trade liaison,

I enjoy diplomatic
immunity here.

So if you have any
hopes of rescue,

let me assure you it
will be too little too late.

Put him with the girl.

Mr. MacGyver.

Thank you.

Thanks.

MacGyver.

You have until this evening
to give us the fax numbers.

It is so much easier to dispose
of unwanted elements at night.

I've failed, MacGyver.

I have failed my
fellow students.

I've failed Su Ling.

I was so eager to get the
tape out for the world to see.

I made a stupid mistake.

My friends trusted me,
and I let them down.

Uh, it wasn't your fault,
Mei Jan.

It was.

Now they have erased
the tape and the truth with it.

Well, not exactly.

See, after you went to bed last night,
I made a copy.

Pete's looking
after distribution.

Oh, thank you.

Now, what do you say
we get out of here?

It's no use, MacGyver.

I've looked everywhere.
There's no way out.

Give me a hand with this bench.

Slide it over this way.

And despite China's assertions

that such reports
were pure fabrication,

these shocking scenes,
smuggled out of China

and released to news
services worldwide,

show a Chinese soldier
shooting three young women.

These events were recorded by a
student with a home video camera.

How can that be?
How can that be?

Mei Jan must have made copies.

Do you realize what this means?

Beijing will recall us when they
discover the source was Mei Jan.

We...

We will be disgraced

and executed.

Perhaps not.

Besides ourselves,
only this MacGyver or Wing Lee

know that we ever met Mei Jan,

or that we have this tape.

Wing Lee is in
no position to talk.

We have his mother
to use against him.

Yes. You're right.

Gather all your files.

Everything that
connects us to them.

Yang!

The students have hidden my mother.
She is safe for now.

Come on. I've got an idea.

Hold this pipe right here.

It's not gonna reach.

Hang on to that wood.

Look.

This is the last of them.

Take care of MacGyver
and Mei Jan now!

Where did they go?

Keep goin'.

How are we going
to get off this roof?

Tear out this cable.
I need about 200 feet of it.

Get the fire axe!

We must remember those people
who died in Tiananmen Square...

Thank you.

Thank you.

Please, listen to me.

I must talk to you about
a student from China.

One of our comrades escaped
the nightmare of Tiananmen Square.

She risked her life
to bring us the truth.

Her name is Mei Jan,

and now she is
a prisoner in there

inside the consulate!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Tie it to your bumper
and take up the slack!

What are you doing?

You're gonna have
to trust me on this.

Take it up.

More. A little more.

A little more. Easy!

That's good.

Come ahead!

Free China! Free Mei Jan!

Free China! Free Mei Jan!

Free China! Free Mei Jan!

There she is!

This might sound ridiculous,

but hang on!

You all right?

Nice goin'.

Thanks.

You kids have fought
a great fight.

You can stop looking
over your shoulder now.

The newspaper said the consulate staff
had been recalled to China.

I don't think you or Mei Jan have to
worry about their replacements either.

The Chinese government has
had enough bad press for a while.

Here it is.

She's safely across the border.

The report says
she's in Hong Kong.

My mother is safe. She is safe.

That is wonderful news.

Thank you. Both of you.

Hey, no problem.

Yes, MacGyver.
No problem.

I'm telling you,

Billy Colton has
compromised our files,

and I don't like it.

Yes, and as soon
as you're finished,

I want a full report on how security
was breached in the first place.

And check the files,
see if anything else is missing.

Hi, Pete.

Ah, MacGyver.

What's this I hear about Billy?

I thought he was working out okay.

Well, he was. Listen, he's
been a model employee.

Ever since you first talked me
into giving him a job in the mailroom.

In fact, right up until this.

This is a confidential case file

associated with the Phoenix Foundation
endangered species program.

Now, two years ago,
we established a reward,

and we hired Billy's brothers,
Frank and Jesse,

to find this man.

- Ladysmith?
- Yeah.

He's the godfather
of the poaching trade.

And he's still at large.

And he personally is responsible

for pushing several
African species

right to the brink
of extinction.

So the guy's a slimeball.

What's that got
to do with Billy?

Well, Billy hasn't been back
here to work since last Monday,

so naturally we got concerned.

In his locker, we found this.
Come here.

And these.

Look at this.

"Rhino Horn Stockpile
Stolen From Nabo Ranch"?

Yeah. Nabo Ranch
is an animal preserve

that we've been
working with in Kambezi.

It's run by a woman
named Kate Hubley.

Here, look at this.

Billy circled Nabo on the map.

So, you think Billy
made some connection

between this Ladysmith
and the stolen horns?

No, I-I-I'm suggesting
more than that.

I think he skipped out on
a good steady job again

for a crack at a $50,000 reward,

and a chance to make the big score
that his brothers couldn't.

Oh, I should have seen it coming.

Yeah, well, that's not all.

Your friend Billy

booked a flight to Kambezi
two days ago,

and he used our travel agency,

and he charged it to
the Phoenix Foundation.

Listen, you told me about Billy.

I mean, how he's
jealous of his brothers,

and how he really wants to
be a bounty hunter himself.

Well, I think he's trying
to prove something here

that he's not ready to prove.

Guess we should call
Frank and Jesse, huh?

No, no, that won't work.
I've already tried them.

They are not to be found.

That's why I called you.

I hope you're not...

MacGyver, I have
already sent a telegram

to Ms. Hubley telling her
that you are on the way.

But, Africa?
Pete, I can't just go to Africa.

MacGyver, why not?

Listen, this kid is
chasing a ruthless killer.

He is in way, way over his head.

Besides,

aside from his brothers,

you are the closest thing
that he's got to family.

I mean, how can you not go?

We've been waging war
with the poachers for years.

And we've all
been affected by it.

And now Sam is gone.

Sam was a good friend

and a brave ranger.

He believed that the stockpile he
was guarding represented hope.

The hope that by
burning those horns,

we might finally get our message
across to world governments

to enforce the import ban
on rhino horns,

and stop the slaughter
of our black rhinos

before they become extinct.

And the slaughter of the
people trying to protect them.

Sam gave his life for that dream.

If we lose the rhinos,
will the elephants be next?

This is a war we
simply must win.

We won't let you down, Sam.

We'll get those horns back.

Whatever it takes.

Excuse me?

Kate Hubley?

Yes?

Hi, my name's MacGyver.

Um, Pete Thornton sent you
a telegram from the States.

Oh, yes. I've been expecting you.

Would you excuse me?

I need to see the family
for a moment.

Come.

Remarkable woman.

I am General Mabuto,

Kambezi Defense Force.

MacGyver.

It is not every white heiress that
would come to a black country

and create a sanctuary
like Nabo Ranch

for endangered animals.

Well, from what I know
about the poaching problem,

Africa and what's left
of the rhino population

are pretty lucky to have her.

Yes.

But even with my soldiers
reinforcing Kate's rangers,

there isn't enough
manpower to stop the poachers.

Are you here to help Kate with
the problem, Mr. MacGyver?

Uh, well I'd like to, but I'm here
on a more private matter.

Very good.
Enjoy your visit.

But, uh, be careful, sir.

Africa is like a sleeping lion.

Very beautiful...

when left alone.

Sorry.

Uh, Pete mentioned
something in his telegram

about a missing
Phoenix employee?

Yeah. Evidently he
made a connection

to your stolen rhino horns.

We think he's tracking a
poaching trader,

name of Ladysmith.
You heard of him?

That name is
synonymous with poaching.

What's your friend's name again?

Billy Colton.

Doesn't look familiar.

We're ready to go.

The horns and the boxes,
just as I promised.

As you can see, Ladysmith,
your refinery proved quite effective.

The perfect way to
smuggle this product.

Excellent.

Drugs?

Good. Now where is the money?

Oh, don't worry. You get your
money as soon as the product

is safely across the
border in South Africa.

That was not our deal.

Our agreement was
payment in full, in advance.

The deal's changed.

I have risked everything
to acquire the product!

I need that money!

Don't ever touch me again!

No black man touches me,
you understand?

Now listen carefully.

Chan is the biggest
in the business.

He's the only person I know
who can handle a load this big.

I want my money.

I'm meeting him in the Safari Room
of the Gold City Hotel at 5:00.

As soon as I see the money,

we'll join you at the
rendezvous point.

Now you get paid,
and everybody goes home happy.

Now, that's the way
it is now, Mabuto.

Be there.

I will be there.

But if you do not have
my money this time,

I will cut you

into small pieces.

Then you will not have to worry

about a black man
touching you again.

You're looking at
50 million years of survival.

Now they're almost gone?

Because of the very thing nature
gave them to protect themselves.

I checked with all my rangers.
Nobody's seen your friend.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

We've got more poachers loose.
You'd better stay here.

- I'll come along.
- I can handle it.

Didn't say you couldn't.

Just offering help.

All right then, come on.

Djano!

We found the poacher just
beyond the trees, Miss Kate.

Take him to the ranch.

Oh, my God.

He used a chainsaw
so he could get away faster.

A chainsaw, for God's sake!

It never stops, MacGyver.

Damn it, it never stops!

He speaks a mountain dialect,
Miss Kate,

but I have been
able to determine

that he was involved
somehow in the stockpile theft.

Who does he work for?

I can't determine that.

But he jabbered something
about a "sugar house."

Sugar house?

Well, thanks.

That's the third rhino this month.

Kate, I gotta tell you.

That is the sickest, cruelest,

most inhumane thing
I've ever seen in my life.

And for what?

A few hundred dollars?

That's a year's wage
for most Africans.

I want to hate the poachers,
but I can't.

It's the traders, the ones
who control the market

who have to be stopped.

They get over $15,000
a kilo for those horns.

That... That's more
than the price of gold.

And more than enough
to make it dangerous

for anyone who
gets in their way, huh?

Like your friend?

Yeah, especially him.

You know, I don't get it.

Billy cut out an article
about the theft at the ranch,

and circled Nabo on the map.

But nobody around
here's seen him.

This whole district
is called Nabo.

Well, maybe he made
some other connection.

Wait, wait!

The poacher said "sugar house."

Maybe he was talking
about the Nabo Sugar refinery.

It's about 20 miles
north of here.

Could be a base of operations.

All right, I'll check it out.

Uh...

I can find it.

I didn't say you couldn't.

Just offering my help.

There were over 2,000
horns in that stockpile.

They came from all over Africa.

Some confiscated,

others removed from rhinos

as part of the
De-horning program

to save them from poachers.

Well, the article said you
were planning on burning 'em.

Yes. As a symbol.

In front of the world press.

I figured if we destroyed

millions of dollars worth of horns
instead of selling them,

maybe we'd convince the world
leaders how urgent the problem is

and finally get them to enforce
the import ban on rhino horns.

Well, won't burning those horns
increase the demand?

There are less than 3,500
black rhinos left on the planet.

After the supply is gone,

the demand is irrelevant.

He doesn't speak Swahili.

He must be a mountain tribesman.

Gold fillings.

No calluses on his hands.

This man is no tribesman.

Who are you?

He's a thief. Shoot him.

No, no, wait!

He speaks English!

He must be a spy.

No! I mean...

Well, actually, yes, I am a spy.

Actually, I work for Ladysmith.

What?

Hey, let's face it, the dude
don't trust you, you understand?

Uh, nothing heavy.

He just sent me to, uh,
keep an eye on things.

You know, make sure
everything goes down copacetic,

you know what I'm saying?

It sounds as if you're a
valued employee of Ladysmith's.

Oh, you got that straight.

Good.

I have been wanting to
send Ladysmith a message

that best expresses
my feelings towards him.

Hang him.

Hang?

That's a joke, right? Well, no!

Well, I lied, I'm not a...

Wait, wait, wait!

That's it. Nabo Sugar.

W-What are you doing?

I thought we'd go in
around the back

in case there is a
connection to that poacher.

The horns, MacGyver.
The boat's leaving!

That's Billy!

Oh, my God,
they're gonna hang him!

All right. You get to the Jeep.

On my signal,
drive straight at 'em.

- Got it.
- Go.

- Billy!
- MacGyver!

Run, Billy, run!

MacGyver, am I glad to see you!

What are you doing here?

No, Billy, I'll ask the questions.

What are you doing here?

Come on, Billy.

Let's see if we can sort this out.

I appreciate everything
you and Miss Hubley

have done for me, MacGyver.

I owe you my life.

And you owe Pete Thornton and
your brothers a huge explanation.

I was just trying
to prove to them

that I can be just
as good as they are.

Billy,

Frank and Jesse are experienced
professional bounty hunters.

Do you know what that means?

That means you take
things one step at a time,

you think 'em through,

and you ask for help when
it's obvious you need it!

Okay! All right! I'm a loser.

- That's not what I said.
- Yeah, but you think it.

- Just like Jesse and Frank.
- Billy,

we all love you.

It's just that you
never listen to anybody!

Why don't you both
come up to the house?

We'll get something
cool to drink.

Answer me one thing here.

How did you ever
connect Ladysmith

with that sugar refinery, huh?

I wrote every
records office in Africa

asking for anything with
Ladysmith's name on it.

This one escrow officer

gave me the one big score
Jesse and Frank never found.

Nabo Sugar.

Right.

Yeah, now, Billy, you see, that is a
very smart piece of detective work.

Yeah, I thought so, too.

I guess that's why I figured I could
bag Ladysmith all by my lonely.

Yeah, but I don't get it. You saw
him arrive, you saw him leave.

Why did you bother to
stick around after that?

'Cause when I saw
what was going down,

I figured I could bag the
whole operation by myself.

Ladysmith, his supplier, the works.

This supplier. Who's he?

I don't know, some black guy.

Him and a few other Zulus
took off in a boat

with the horns and the dope.

Dope?

Yeah, dope.

That's why this bust is so huge.

It's more than just
rhino horns, MacGyver.

It's like a whole drug operation,

some kind of African crack
or something.

They're running it in
these little sugar packets.

MacGyver, what is it?

Uh, I don't know.

What are you doin'?

I'm making a filter.

Sugar dissolves in water.

That ain't like no dope
I've ever seen.

Keratin.

Keratin?

That's the stuff your
fingernails are made out of.

Also rhino horn.

That means they're dealing
to two different markets.

The granulated horn is sold in Asia.

The whole horn ends up
in North Yemen.

Yeah, I heard the, uh,
Chinese use it in medicines.

But what would they do with
the whole horns in Yemen?

They make dagger handles
out of it as a symbol of virility.

Nice, huh?

They are servicing the two
biggest markets in the world.

If we could just stop that boat
and get those horns.

Billy, any idea where
that boat is going?

No. But Ladysmith said he
was gonna meet the buyer

at some place called the, uh,
Gold City Hotel at 5:00 today.

Oh, that's an exclusive resort
downriver, in South Africa.

How long would it
take to get there?

Maybe an hour.

You're thinking of
following the buyer?

No. I was thinking
of taking his place.

MacGyver, you're starting
to sound like I've been acting.

The, uh, buyer's name is Chan.

As in Chinese.

And Ladysmith knows the dude.

How do you figure
on taking his place?

I don't know, Billy.

But I do know I need your help.

Chan is registered in Room 580.

All right, you said the meeting's at 5:00.
That gives you 10 minutes.

After all I put you two through,

are you sure you want
to trust me to pull this off?

I trust you, Billy.

We'll be up there.

You two sure know
how to turn on the heat.

MacGyver...

Five to 5:00.

- What do you want?
- Uh, room service.

I didn't order any room service.

You didn't?

Uh, let me check the order.

Can you hold this for a minute?

I did it!

Five after 5:00.

Looks like Billy did his part.

Ladysmith.

Name's MacGyver. Chan sent me.

Where is Chan?
I only deal with Chan.

Well, not this time.

See, Chan likes to layer
himself in deals this big.

So, are we gonna
dance around a little here

or are we gonna do some business?

Where's the money?

Don't worry about the money.

I see the horns first.

No, no.

You don't see the horns
until I see the money.

That's the way it is.

That's not the way
Chan does business.

Then Chan has a problem.

Look, either I see those horns first,

or the deal's off.

You're bluffing the wrong man,
Mr. MacGyver.

Uh-uh,

I don't need to bluff.

I give you 10 seconds
to change your mind

or Chan goes home empty-handed.

Look, pal...

We both know there aren't
any other buyers big enough

to take those horns
off your hands.

Five seconds.

It's been a pleasure meeting you.

What?

Wait!

Who are you?

I'm with MacGyver.
I work for Chan also.

So?

So you two are a bit bull-headed

and I am not about to
incur our boss's displeasure

by watching this
deal fall apart.

What, you'd rather
get our throats cut

for losing his
money to this guy?

We have a method, Mr. Ladysmith.

You show MacGyver the horns.

He calls me and I arrive within
five minutes with the money.

Now how can you argue with that?

All right. Done. With one hitch.

You come with me to look at the horns
and he will bring the money.

- Uh-uh, no way.
- Done. Where do we go?

Take Highway 5
to the Victoria Dam.

We'll meet on the
Powerhouse Bridge.

After she's seen the horns,

I give you five minutes to show
with the money. If you don't...

the natives will have
a new toy to play with.

I'll get the car.

What are you doing?
I had him totally bluffed.

- He wasn't going anywhere.
- He was going out the door.

MacGyver, I want those
horns back. It's important.

I know it's important,
but you have to understand...

When am I gonna
get through to you?

I can handle myself.
This is Africa, remember?

The car's ready. Come on.

You take the old
highway to the dam.

You can find it on the map.
You'll get there ahead of us.

Yeah? Then what?

Then...

think of something.

You're awfully good at that,
I've noticed.

Mission accomplished.
What's next?

I'll think of something.

Looks like we beat
Ladysmith here.

What's he doing here?

That's Ladysmith's supplier.

Why, what's wrong?

That guy is head of the
Kambezi Defense Force.

His name's Mabuto.

He knows Kate.

And if he sees her...

she's dead.

So what you're saying is...

is we have to get down there
before Kate and Ladysmith do.

Yeah, basically.

But how?

I mean, without
them spotting us?

Shingle bolt flume.

Shingle what?

Don't tell me you're really
gonna slide down that thing!

We are.

- MacGyver.
- Hold tight.

Wait here.

You are late.

It was Chan's fault, not mine.

Where is the money?

Chan's people want
to see the horns first.

That's not our agreement.

Whoa.

All right, you stay here.
I'll get her out.

I warned you, eh?

Look, Chan has a system.

As soon as this
woman sees the horns,

she will signal her partner
and then he'll bring the money.

Woman? What woman?

In the car.

Okay, lady. Come on out,
take a look at the horns.

- All right, Kate, let's go.
- MacGyver, they're coming.

Follow my lead.

Come on, lady,
get out of the car.

Miss Hubley?

You know her?

What kind of game is this?

What are you talking about?
She's one of Chan's people.

That woman is a game
conservationist, you fool!

She runs Nabo Ranch!

We stole the horns from there.

Die!

Kate!

Don't move.

That goes for you, too, slick!

Billy, cover them!

Hang on!

Oh, Billy, thank you.

MacGyver...

Tell 'em.

Well, we got 'em all, MacGyver.

Ladysmith, Mabuto, Chan...

Billy, what are you gonna
do with the reward money?

Oh, I don't know.

Probably finance the next one.

- The next one?
- Yeah, I didn't tell you?

Right before I left, I found
out there was one other case

Jesse and Frank never cracked.

- Billy...
- A guy named Romanov.

He jumped bail about six years ago
with a bunch of those Faberge eggs.

I got a, you know, tip that he
was in Russia and I thought...

Billy...

Yeah, it's a crazy idea.

Protecting the rhinos is a
better use for that reward money.

Good man.

Today is a day of hope.

The hope that the people of the world

will recognize the plight of the
black rhino before it's too late.

As we burn these horns,

we appeal to the
leaders of the world

to save the black rhino
from extinction.

By enforcing the worldwide
import ban on rhino horns.

Please help us.

You think it'll work, MacGyver?

I hope so, Billy.

I sure hope so.

This is Richard Dean Anderson.

In 1989,

there are less than 4,000
black rhinos alive in the wild.

Unless something is done,

the current rate of killing
will make them extinct

by the year 2000.

Get her.

Hi, Pete.

MacGyver, you look terrific.

You should wear
a tux more often.

Strictly camouflage.

As long as I have to be here,
I might as well blend in.

Well, this is why

the foundation launched
its art acquisition program.

Do you realize how many
great works of art like this

disappear into corporate
vaults every year?

It's criminal.

Well, how many are
you planning on gettin'?

Well, we've already
raised about $4 million.

Now when that runs out, we'll
start pounding the pavements again.

Here, I want to
show you something.

This is one of the paintings

that we're going to
be bidding on tonight.

Now you tell me,

would you rather
see a painting like this

hidden away in some
private collection,

or out on display
in a public gallery

where everyone can enjoy it?

Pete, you don't
have to convince me.

Just make sure you
get your money's worth.

Well, that's covered.

That's why our art consultant
is meeting us here.

In fact, I'm gonna look
for Dr. Sand. Excuse me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Quite a painting, huh?

Peter Paul Rubens.

The hills north of Antwerp.
About 1625.

1625? I wouldn't
give you $15 for it.

Sorry.

I know where you can get a
great deal on a matador painting,

On black velvet.

Now you're talkin' art.

Ah, here you are.
So, you two have met.

Almost, not quite.

Oh, well, then,
let me formalize it.

MacGyver, this is Dr. Laura Sand,
our new fine arts expert.

She advises us on
all our purchases.

Mine, too.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Sand.

Likewise.

Sold for $670,000.
Congratulations, sir.

Next, catalogue item 52.
A work by Peter Paul Rubens.

Painted by the noted Flemish
artist near Antwerp in 1625.

We shall open the
bids at $300,000.

$300,000?

We have 300. Do we have 325?

Now would be a good
time to make your first bid.

325 for this fine work,
ladies and gentlemen?

Thank you, sir. We have 325.

Do we have 350, anybody?

Hey, pal, would you
mind paying your fare?

I have $400,000. 410. Anyone?

We have 410. Do I hear 415?

Thank you, sir.
$415,000 is the bid.

We're up to $415,000.

Do we have 420?

We have 420. Do I hear $425?

I'd go one more.

425, ladies and gentlemen, for
one of Rubens' finest landscapes?

425, anyone?

We have $425. $430, anyone?

Going once, for $425,000.

$425,000 going twice.
Any other bids?

My God! It's true!

$425,000 going three times.

Sir!

Sold, to Mr. Peter Thornton
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Sir, excuse me, sir! No, no!

You cannot sell this painting,
it's my painting.

No, it's my painting,
it belongs to my family.

This is my painting!

Hey, wait a minute.

My God, oh, no! Oh, my God!

Hey, what are you doing?

Please, believe me,
I'm not insane!

Look at that.
Why did you do that?

Whoever is in charge,
this is my painting!

It was stolen from my family!

We have some trouble.
I'll be right there.

Please let go, you're hurting me.
Please!

Hey, come on guys,
take it easy, huh?

Sir, t-the E.R.R, they stole
this painting from my family.

Please believe me!

You do believe me, don't you?

It's the truth. It's... it's the truth.
It's my painting.

Get that man out of here.
Call the police.

The painting is mine,
I can prove it.

Please, I'm not insane!

I'm not trying to
make trouble here.

Please, it's my family's painting!

But how can you be
so sure he's telling the truth?

The guy had numbers
tattooed on his arm, Pete.

This is not just some lunatic
looking for attention.

Well, having been in
a concentration camp

doesn't prove his story,
MacGyver.

Pete, the old guy was hurtin'.

You see the look in his eyes?

Uh, Mr. Brand,

I'm Bill Smith, Channel 4.

In a congressional district
plagued with violence

in our streets and our parks,

what do you intend to
do if elected, Mr. Brand?

We cannot let the punks
and criminals of this world

run free and control our lives.

We must make the
streets safe for our children.

That's what America's about,
freedom.

Freedom to take charge
and protect our loved ones.

It's time the leaders of this
great nation did just that. Lead.

I don't know, it's a big job.

It's a shame, it's so beautiful.

Doctor, what's the prognosis?

Well, I think,
we can restore it,

But it's gonna take some time.

Is there any possibility that that
old man has a claim on this picture?

Well, he did mention the E.R.R.

The E.R.R? What is that?

Einsatzstab Rosenberg
Reichsminister.

Hitler's personal band
of art thieves.

His goons ransacked
Europe during World War II.

Looting and stockpiling
tremendous works of art.

Nothing was safe.

So, it is possible this painting
belonged to his family.

He did say he could prove that.

Well, then why didn't he prove it,
instead of charging

into that art auction like a
madman? Look what he did.

I don't know, Pete, but don't
you think we should at least ask?

Yes, you're right, we should.

And he's still in custody
over at the police station.

I'm on it.

You know, if he's right,
if that old man is telling the truth,

then I've just purchased
a stolen painting.

A damaged stolen painting.

Has the art gallery sent
over the provenance yet?

No.

I'd like to compare the history of
ownership with our research sources.

Well, I'll go get it myself.

The, uh, sales receipt lists
Lyle Hoggart as the seller.

Mr. Hoggart, go right in, sir.

So, what have you found out?

His name is Sam Bolinski.

A Jew.

A survivor?

Possibly.

What is this proof
he claims to have?

I don't know.

It may just be talk.

Or, it is possible
he has something

that could prove damaging to us.

Don't worry.

There is no way anyone
can trace the Rubens to you.

And the Van Dycks we sold
in San Francisco?

They'll never connect any of
the sales to the campaign funds.

We cannot afford to
have questions raised.

The old Jew

must never be allowed to
produce this proof of his.

Have him killed.

All I want to do is talk to Mr. Bolinski,
ask him a few questions.

Look, everybody at that auction
saw him trying to steal that painting.

But the old guy still
insists it belongs to him.

Well, it could belong to him.

He says he can prove it.
I just want to give him the chance.

Well, it's your painting.

I guess there's no harm
in talkin' to him.

Yeah, Bolinski, Samuel.
He's in Holding 3.

You want to bring him
up to the Squad Room?

Great, thanks.

Buy you a coffee?

No, thanks.

Knife!

Drop it! Freeze!

- Are you okay?
- I think so.

- You're from the auction.
- Is he dead?

I'm afraid so.

Thought I could
make it to pension

without having to use
this thing on anybody.

I could have disarmed him,
you know?

Huh, it looks like he
was disarming you.

You'd better get that looked at.

Why? Why would he attack me?

Ever see this slime before?

No, never!

Forgive me, officer.

You saved my life.

I don't know how to thank you.

And thank you, my friend.

MacGyver.

My friend, MacGyver.

More trouble?

Everything is under control,
Wilhelm.

You said Bolinski was under control.
Now, he's on the street.

Who knows what he's told this man
from the Phoenix Foundation.

One old man is
not going to destroy

years of planning and preparation.

Grandmother, the
election's only two days away.

One whiff of a scandal,
any scandal, could sink me.

And if I go down,
we all do, you know that.

That is why you must let me
handle this matter, Wilhelm.

You will be protected.

Your chamber of commerce speech
is at 4:00.

Wear your blue suit.

Now, Hoggart,
about this Bolinski...

He's with a man named MacGyver,

At the Phoenix Foundation.

If the old man shows
proof of his claim to anyone,

I want them stopped, as well.

Do you understand me?

Yes, madame.

MacGyver, Pete told me about
what happened at the police station.

Oh, yeah. No permanent damage.

Uh, Sam?

This is Dr. Laura Sand.
She's repairing the Rubens.

A doctor and so beautiful.

Yeah, you make your
parents proud, yes?

Are you sure you're okay?

Don't worry for me,
I am a survivor.

Well, I found something
strange on the Rubens.

Here, take a look at this.

Some sort of odd residue.

What kind of residue?

We're not sure.

The lab's still breaking down
it's full analysis.

You know, Rubens painted a lot of
Antwerp landscapes, Mr. Bolinski.

Are you sure this one is yours?

Listen, doctor,

this painting used to hang
over our fireplace.

As a boy, I would stare into it and
wonder what was behind that hill,

what was beyond those trees.

I grew up in this painting,
Dr. Sand.

It is part of me.

And you say the Nazis stole it?

Yes, they took everything.

My family had one of the
finest art collections in Izbica,

in all of Poland, I dare say.

Before the Nazis.

Well, what would Hitler
want with all this art work?

Let me show you something.

Hitler wanted to use
the E.R.R. to create

a museum of the master race.

Over 12 million pieces of art
and valuables were stolen...

17,000 objects
were labeled degenerate

and either sold off
or destroyed.

A lot more ended up in
S.S. officers' private collections.

After the war, the allies
found thousands of paintings

hidden in warehouses
and salt mines.

Oh.

I'm so sorry, I didn't know
that was on there.

For you, these are only pictures.

For me, it's not just a, a movie.

Now, Sam, do you remember
when the painting was stolen?

October 12,1948.
It was a Saturday morning.

It just happened to be Yom Kippur.

I've been going through these E.R.R.
records from Washington all day.

There's no record
of a Bolinski family.

The records are not there
because I have them.

You have the original E.R.R. records?

But how?

Those of us the Nazis could use,
they kept alive.

I knew about art. So I volunteered
to be be a clerk for the E.R.R.

I was then sent to
Auschwitz for 4 years.

You actually worked for them?

My other choice
was the gas chamber.

One day, I found the pages where
my family's art was catalogued.

I ripped them from the ledger.

Where are the pages now, Sam?

At my home.

I'd like to take a look
at those documents,

if you don't mind, Mr. Bolinski.

It would be my pleasure.
But, the name is Sam.

Okay, Sam.

Let's go get those
papers right now.

Yes. Is Sand your real name?

Actually, it was Sandberg.

My grandfather changed it
when he arrived at Ellis Island.

Changing your name, you can do.

But changing who you are,

this you can never do.

Here's the address.

The old man lives
out in San Tofino.

Take him straight to the mine.

Got it, Mr. Hoggart.

Laura, where's MacGyver?

He took Mr. Bolinski home
to get the E.R.R. records.

Mister Bolinski says they prove
the painting was stolen

from his family in 1940.

Well, according to this provenance
from the auction house,

the painting was sold
to the Hoggart family

eight years earlier, in 1932.

Well, they can't both be right.

You know, I'm going to call the
National Archives in Washington D.C.

See if they can shed
a little light on this.

They owe me one anyway.

Veronica, hold down the fort.
I'm going to see if Mr. Hoggart

can clear up a few of
these questions himself.

All right.

That was one bumpy ride.
But we made it.

Jackpot.

I know I should have made
copies of the documents years ago.

Hello, Mrs. Jackson.

But I thought the painting
was lost forever.

Uh, there is a box under the counter,
if you can help me.

My back has been bothering me
since the night of the auction.

Yeah, over here
on the table, please.

Thank you.

Oh,

here, that's my family.

That's me. My father.

He was killed when
they first invaded.

What about your mother
and sister, and the baby?

That's my other sister.
You see, there came a pogrom.

They wanted all the
Jews out of Izbica.

So we were sent to S-Sobibor.

Within an hour,

my mother and my sisters...

I can still see the black smoke.

Mr. Hoggart?

Look, whatever it is,
it'll have to wait.

I'm with the Phoenix Foundation.

It's about the Rubens painting
you sold yesterday at the auction.

What about it?

The provenance you gave
the auction house,

there seems to be a problem.

You have a problem,
talk to my lawyer.

Well, if that's how
you want to handle it.

But I should warn you,
we found evidence

that directly
contradicts your claim.

What kind of evidence?

E.R.R. documents that prove
the painting is stolen.

Somehow, I don't think anyone's
going to see those documents.

Do you?

From Auschwitz,

before they sent me back to Sobibor,
one of the worst death camps.

Most new arrivers were gassed
within two hours when they got there.

Life had no place in Sobibor.

Ah, here, here, here.

Here. You see?

Uh, my German's a little rusty.

Oh, right,
"Rubens, Antwerp landscape.

Year of confiscation: 1940."
You see? Just as I said.

Don't move.

Step aside, folks, please.

- Sergeant Gray?
- Yes.

Hi, I'm Pete Thornton.

Oh, hi, Mr. Thornton.
Nice to see you.

Thanks for calling.

So, uh, what have you found?

- You got anything to go on?
- Not much.

We do have a witness, but all
she saw was four guys in ski masks

hustling your
friends off into a van.

So, what's next?
Where do we start?

Normally, you hang tough
and wait for a ransom demand.

Oh, I think there's more to this
than a simple ransom.

Our art expert, Dr. Laura Sand,
is missing too.

- And I think it's related.
- How's that?

Well, she went to check
on the painting's provenance

with the previous owner,
a man named Hoggart.

And she hasn't come back.
I can't find her.

And he's nowhere
to be found, either.

Well, look, I'll get an A.P.B.
out on them right away.

Good. Thanks.

Listen, while you're at it,
will you have your people

check on any silver mines
operating in the area?

- Silver mines?
- Yeah.

Dr. Sand had our lab run
an analysis on some particles

that she found on the painting.

Well, the lab confirms
that those particles

are lead sulfide,

Which is a common residue
from silver mining.

Well, it's worth a try.

Oh, it's great, I'll get right on it.

Now, lookit, you keep me posted
if anything new turns up, all right?

Don't worry,
you'll be the first to know.

And return the favor, okay?

Here's the E.R.R.records.

What is this place?

I don't know, Sam.

Inside.

Take the van around the back.

- Come on.
- Huh?

Let's go.

MacGyver! Sam!

Laura? What happened?
How'd you get here?

She made the same mistake
you did, young man.

She ask too many questions.

Jawohl, Frau Brandenberg.

We have met?

No, we were never
formally introduced.

She... She would come to Sobibor,
always first on line.

She, and the wives
of the other officers,

they would pick through the
dead's valuables like vultures.

You...

Oh, yes, Frau Brandenberg,
I know you!

Here are the E.R.R. documents.

Get me madame's office.

Hello.

What? How?

Uh-huh.

I see you're a Brand supporter.

Yes, my grandson is about
to become a congressman.

Brand is your grandson?

Brand. Brandenberg.

You can change what you're called,
but not what you are.

I'll take care of it.

Trouble.

Someone named Thornton
from the Phoenix Foundation

has asked police to check out
silver mines in the area.

We have to evacuate
to another base.

Yes. Be sure everything is moved.

Those are historic documents!

And now they are historic ashes.

You know, burning those papers
won't change the truth.

You want the truth,
Mr. MacGyver?

Here is the truth.

Our master plan.

The 10% solution.

California, Nevada,
Oregon, Washington, Idaho.

5 of your 50 states

will become the
new Aryan nation.

My God!

You can't be serious.

Oh, I am.

See, it is already happening.
We have churches, public officials,

school teachers, police chiefs.

People of influence.

All of them our people.

Looking out for our interests.

The purity of the white race.

Didn't a guy named
Adolf try that once before?

Hitler moved too fast.

We have learned patience.

First infiltrate,

then we dominate.

It may take 10, 20 years,

but it will happen.

You would do that again?

You would unleash
your horror on the world?

Take them to the mine.

We will see each other again.

Not in your lifetime, old man.

Move.

Come on, let's go. Load 'em.

That's a Renoir! That painting
was listed destroyed in 1940.

Monet? Rembrandt?

MacGyver,
these paintings are priceless.

Congressional elections are expensive.

So is buying cops. Hello, Gray.

They didn't have to buy me,
MacGyver.

I was sold on 'em years ago.

Now, if you'd have
left well enough alone,

the old man would be dead

and I wouldn't have had to
gun down one of our own people.

Come on, let's go.

Bring that welding rig.

Keep going.
Through that door.

Come on. Come on, move it.

This is where we say goodbye.

This isn't Sobibor, but we'll try
to make you feel at home.

Hey, come on, take...

Make sure the line feeding
the acetylene is airtight.

This is nuts. Why don't
we just shoot them?

Madame is feeling nostalgic.

Gas.

The animals! They're gassing us!

You can't do this! You animals!
You can't do this to us!

Let's go.

You can't do this.

You cannot leave us here to die!

Please! You can't do this! Please!

Please!

MacGyver. MacGyver!

Please, come out of it.

Y-You've gotta help us.

MacGyver!

They're gassing us, MacGyver.

It smells like garlic.

That must be acetylene.

It'll fill from the top of the
room first, so get down.

Stay down.

We're going to die.

No!

We will not die.

We will get out of this place.

It's only a matter of how,
is it not, MacGyver?

Uh, yeah, right.

But this is impossible.

Sobibor was impossible.

500 stormed the gates.

200 died. But 300 of us lived.

We must escape to make sure
this horror does not happen again.

All right. I think I got it.

What?

Well, this is a fire door.
It's hollow.

Metal on two sides,
air in the middle.

But, how's that
going to help us?

Let him work.

Laura, give me
one of your earrings.

What for?

Go on, go on, he has an idea.

Here's the last of it,
Mr. Thornton.

Well, never mind, I've got it.

Bonaventure Silver Mine.
Hoggart is a shareholder.

He's got some
prominent partners.

Judge Turpin,

Dean Smithers of
Saint Anne's University.

Hoggart keeps
pretty good company.

Get Sergeant Gray on the line.

I want to see if
he can tie this in

with anything else he's
picked up on Hoggart.

Hello, police? I'd like to speak
with Sergeant Gray.

Mr. Thornton, what's wrong?

Look who's a share holder.

Harold Gray?

Yeah. As in Sergeant Gray.

My God, he's part of it.

He sure is.

All right,

now I need a spark to ignite it.

Take cover, back here.

Some idea, huh, doctor?

Should be over for them.

Get a gas mask from storage.

Dump the bodies down the shaft.

- I'll fill up the truck.
- Yes, sir.

Ow!

I should be able to get as far
as the art truck in this outfit.

Then I'll swing around
and pick you up.

But the Nazis. We can't
just let them walk away.

One step at a time, Sam.

Well?

Gray.

How long till we're
ready to pull out?

About 10 minutes, maybe less.

Sam.

Okay, let's go.

Oh, now, come on, man,
let's get this thing out of here!

Come on, let's go!

Ow!

- Where's Sam?
- Over there.

He knocked out
Hoggart and went inside.

Oh, man. Come on. Come on.

Hold it, hold it!

Move! Move! Move!

Hurry up!

Come on!

Well, Mr. Brand.

Looks like your popularity
has taken a nosedive.

Get him out of here.

It ends here, Frau Brandenberg.

Revenge? Is that it?

Some would call it justice.

You will not kill me.

You Jews are weak.

No, we are not.

In fact, your hate has
made us even stronger.

- Sam!
- No, don't stop me.

You deserve to die.

The world would be a better place
without you and your kind.

The feeling is mutual.

Perhaps we are not so different,

you and I.

No.

We are very different.

Outside, now!

Come on!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Come on in,
gonna party all night ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
'cause we won the fight ♪

♪ On the war on drugs ♪

♪ Here in paradise ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ If the people don't see
this heaven on earth ♪

♪ Wasting all their time,
don't know what it's worth ♪

♪ They've given up ♪

♪ They don't know
how to live their ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you know
we won't give in ♪

♪ You got one life ♪

♪ And we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ We're staying clear,
will be staying clean ♪

♪ 'cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Stay clean! Stay straight! ♪

♪ The devil's always
there to pull you down ♪

♪ To the pool of drugs,
he'll watch you drown ♪

♪ But we're staying strong ♪

♪ To get our dreams ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you know
we won't give in ♪

♪ We've got one life,
and we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living ♪

♪ The higher life ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're staying clear
we're staying clean ♪

♪ Cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Stay clean! Stay straight! ♪

♪ Life's too short!
Stay clean! ♪

Cut! Okay, okay.

Get her out of the tank!

Dry her off and
rearrange for the stunt!

Roxy, real nice job.

Pretty good.

You think so?

So, MacGyver, what'd you think?

I'm impressed.
It's a catchy tune.

Roxy!

Roxy.

You're playing it too light.

We need a more sober attitude.

Maybe try to be a little more
serious about what you're singing.

Look, Eve, I'll decide
what attitude I should have.

It's my tune, and I like
the way I played it.

Roxy, we're doing
a video about drugs!

About how getting high
on drugs is bad news.

It doesn't call for sexy
looks and toothy smiles.

What about it, MacGyver?
You said it worked for you, right?

Oh, yeah, thanks a lot.

Come on.

Roxy, I'm a fan, not the director.
She might have a point.

Dan, get everybody
ready for another take.

We're gonna do it again,
and again, and again,

Until we get it right.

All right, everybody,
reset for another take!

MacGyver,

when you came to me about this
Phoenix Foundation anti-drug gig,

I cancelled some
nice dates for you.

I know, Roxy,

and we appreciate it, a lot.

Listen, we really do.

I mean, Rock Against Drugs would
not carry half the weight that it does

without people like you
donating their talents.

I'm glad you appreciate it,

but I didn't count
on having to deal

with a lot of garbage
from dragon lady over there.

Look, if you had as much
talent as you have mouth,

you would just begin to be the
kind of star you think you are.

- Now look, ladies, ladies...
- That's it!

That's it, fellas,
I am out of here.

If you want me back,
get rid of her.

- Roxy, come on.
- Wait!

What...

Well, now what?

You're the boss.

You want to fire me? Fine.

Better yet, replace her
and the Phoenix Foundation

will wind up with
a better product

because I'll tell you something.

That girl is not the singer
she used to be.

She's lost something.

That's it for today, Dan.

Then again, maybe that's it.

All right, everybody,
that's a wrap!

Make it safe and walk away.

If there's a tomorrow,
we'll give you a call, let you know.

Well, what do you think,
MacGyver?

Is there gonna be a tomorrow?

I don't know, Pete.
Not much I can do about it.

Well, you have been friends
with Roxy ever since you were kids.

I mean, that should
count for something.

Well, we'll find out.

Listen, mister,
I have had it with you.

Get out of here, Frank,
you lousy crook.

I said, get out!

Soon as we get
something straight.

This complaint you made
to the district attorney

about how you were cheated out
of some of your record royalties.

Some?

You call ripping me off for
more than $300,000, some?

Look, Roxy, out of the
whole album we cut,

you had one lousy
hit on the charts.

Now how do you
think it got there?

Not on your pipes, babe.
They're gone.

- Have been for months.
- What?

I'm singing as well
as I ever did. Better.

You want to fool yourself? Fine.

But I made that song
a hit through promotion,

and promotion costs money.

Oh, not that much.

Not over 60% of everything
I took in on that album. No way.

You got no complaints.

You get royalties in
North and South America.

My people get the rest of
the world. That was our deal.

No, no, that was
your deal, not mine.

Who do you think you're
playing with, some sort of bimbo?

Calm down, okay?

Maybe we can work out
something on the next album.

You want to work
something out, Frank? Fine!

You work it out with the D.A.!

But let me tell you something.

The D.A. isn't gonna be
much interested in a deal

when he sees the
evidence I put together.

You understand something,
sweetheart.

I'm not in this
business for myself.

This evidence,
if you use it to blow the whistle,

you'll be in more trouble than
you ever wanna know about.

Hey, hey, whoa! Whoa.
What's going on here?

None of your business.
You remember what I said.

Nice guy.

My manager. Ex-manager, that is.

Turns out he's a thief.

I'm looking for a new one.
You interested?

Handling temperamental talent?
No way.

Not me.

It sure was a lot simpler
when I was first starting out.

And all I had to worry about
was getting Sammy Caruso

and his dumb band
to play in my key.

Do you remember Sammy?

Oh, yeah, Sammy.

He kept trying to drag your twin sister
up on stage to play a set.

He never could tell you
and Carla apart.

How's she doing?

Carla is Carla.

All right, let me guess.

You're here to try to talk me into
going back to work on the video.

It shouldn't be
such a hard sell.

Come on, Roxy,
you've been out there.

You see what drugs do to kids.

Some your own fans.

You're right.

And that's what Rock Against Drugs
is all about, isn't it?

Okay, MacGyver.

Tell Eve I'll be there tomorrow.

You can give me a lift home.

I'd like to show you my place.

Deal?

Deal.

You know, MacGyver,
I decided to work on this video

as a favor to you, right?

- Yeah.
- So you owe me.

What do I owe you, Rox?

Have dinner with me tonight.

That's a pretty heavy price to pay,
but, uh, it's for a good cause.

No, no, no, no. Not that one.

I'm in the penthouse.
I got my own elevator.

Penthouse, eh?

I'm impressed.

At last.

When I think of all the times
I tried to impress you

when we were in high school.

I was impressed.

Oh, really?

Took you long enough
to ask me for a date.

What happened?

Oh, my God.

It's dead.

Nothing works.
What are we gonna do?

These cable mounts are loose.

And I don't think
they're gonna hold.

What?

Give me your hand.

It's gonna go.

Grab the pipe.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Heights still get to you, huh?

Yeah.

That door is bolted shut.
I don't believe it.

They're all that way
except for the penthouse.

Oh, you're kidding.

That means we're gonna
have to free climb.

You remember how to do that?

Just like when we were kids.

Toe hold and finger jam
on a 90 degree pitch.

I still remember, how about you?

Yeah. Go ahead.

MacGyver.

You got it?

Yeah. Keep going.

You've been practicing.

It's one of those things
you don't forget.

Watch yourself.

Watch it!

All right, come on.

You okay?

I've had better days.

You should think
about buyin' a house.

This, uh, guy you had the
fight with, this manager?

Rogan.

Yeah, you think you made him mad
enough to sabotage the elevator?

It wasn't Rogan.

It was her.

Carla?

Why would you say that?

Because my sister hates me.

MacGyver!

Hi, Carla.

Oh, I can't believe it!

Hi.

Oh, look at you.

You're still the best
looking guy on the block.

It's great to see you.

Whoa!

With a welcome like that,
you mind if I come in again?

So what are you
doing here in Chicago?

Oh, well, I talked Roxy into
doing an anti-drug video.

We're shooting down
at the Lakeshore Studios.

- You and your causes.
- Yeah.

That's just great.

So did Roxy tell you
where to find me?

No, phone book

I was just on my way to the studio,
thought I'd stop by.

What do you got going here?

Oh, wow!

- You've really gotten to be good at this.
- Thanks.

I remember that.

It's Lost Arrow, right?

You remember?

Oh, yeah.

Especially the polished marble
to the summit.

Mmm, it is a hard climb
to forget, isn't it?

I still love to climb.

I just wish I could
have kept Roxy into it,

But it seems all she's
interested in now is her singing.

I understand the two of you
are having some problems.

What makes you say that?

Well, she said she thought
you were trying to hurt her.

What is it?

Did she have another accident?

What do you mean,
another accident?

About a month ago,
she had a car crash

because her brakes went bad.

And a few weeks before that,
there was a fire in her apartment,

supposedly an
electrical short circuit.

So what happened now?

Oh, her private
elevator went haywire.

And she thinks I had
something to do with it?

Terrific.

I thought she was finally cured of
dumping her paranoia all over me.

Whoa, whoa. What? What?

It was kept really quiet,

but Roxy had a
serious breakdown.

She spent about a year
at Pine Valley Hospital.

God knows I love my sister,

but this psychotic behavior
of hers is really getting to me,

And I just don't know
what to do about it anymore.

Roxy?

MacGyver.

- Roxy showed up?
- No, not yet.

Oh, wait a minute. Here she is.

Spunky kid.

Coming in here after
what you two went through

yesterday in the elevator.

- I'll see you inside.
- Yeah.

I just saw Rogan coming
out of your motor home here.

He was probably looking for the
evidence I gathered against him.

But he won't find it, not here.

Is there anything I can do?

Yeah.

You can start believing in me,
MacGyver.

Do you think I invented those things
I told you about Carla,

that I imagined all of it?

- You talked to her?
- She called to gloat.

To laugh at me for
making up stories about her.

Roxy, I don't get it.

What happened between you two?

Call it jealousy,
sibling rivalry, whatever.

And it's all coming from Carla.

Now that you're back,
you've been added to the list.

Carla's jealous of you and me?

Come on, that was high school.

We're ready for your rehearsal,
Roxy.

One minute.

Look, MacGyver,
it's not just you.

She's jealous of every man
who's ever come into my life.

I've had to put up
with a lot from Carla.

Don't you turn against me, too.

Have we, uh, got a problem?

I don't know.

Something's going on
between Roxy and her sister.

Quiet, please.
Stand by first positions.

Rehearsing. And playback!

And action!

Come on!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Come on in,
gonna party all night ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
'cause we won the fight ♪

♪ On the war on drugs ♪

♪ Here in paradise ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ If the people don't see
this heaven on earth ♪

♪ Wasting all their time,
don't know what it's worth ♪

♪ They've given up ♪

♪ They don't know
how to live their ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you know
we won't give in ♪

♪ You got one life ♪

♪ And we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ We're staying clear,
will be staying clean ♪

♪ Cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Stay clean! Stay straight! ♪

Cut!

That's better, Roxy.

We're gonna do it one more time.
Dan, one more time.

Okay, people,
one more rehearsal,

then we're going for a take.

Well, this thing you mentioned
between Roxy and her sister.

Do you think that's
what's bothering her?

Carla told me Roxy had a nervous
breakdown a couple of years ago.

A breakdown?

Yeah, and all Roxy can talk
about is Carla's jealous streak.

Pete, can you pull
some strings for me?

I think I should talk to the people
out at Pine Valley Hospital.

Sure, I can do that.
I'll get right on it.

Great.

Roxy?

Is that you, Frank?

Come on in. Fix yourself a drink.
I'll be right out.

I really appreciate you changing
your mind about bringing charges, Rox.

It was the right decision.

Now we can start to think
about your next album.

You're right, Frank.

It's time we straightened
everything out.

The papers are on the terrace.

Have a look at them.
I'll be right out.

Ok, thanks.

MacGyver, over here.

Hey, Pete. Where's Roxy?

She's up in her apartment.
They just finished questioning her.

- It's pretty rough.
- She see it happen?

No. She wasn't home at the time.

Well, how'd he get in?

Well, the police aren't sure.

Apparently, Rogan was looking for
some evidence that she had on him.

They found it on a
table out on the terrace.

Where was Roxy when
this was going on?

Doing her morning workout
down in the health club.

You know, I only had
one run-in with this Rogan,

but he didn't strike me as the type
that would commit suicide.

Ah, he'd been drinking.
You never know.

The police think that the
evidence that Roxy had on him

was more than
he could deal with.

Until something better comes along,
that's the theory.

Mmm. I better check on her.

MacGyver, the office did make contact
with the Pine Valley Hospital.

The resident psychiatrist
will see you any time.

Great. Thanks, Pete.

Roxy?

Hi.

You okay?

I don't care what
the police said.

Rogan wouldn't commit suicide.

I mean, he would fight me
to the end for those royalties.

You were down in the gym
when all this happened?

Yeah, it's a good
thing I was, too,

Because if I wasn't, I'd be
the one lying down there dead.

What do you mean?

Oh, MacGyver, do I
have to spell it out for you

after what happened
on the elevator?

What, Carla?

Did you tell the police that?

I couldn't say something
like that to the police

without having any evidence.

I know it was her.

Well, the police said there
was no sign of a break-in.

So how would Carla
or Rogan get in here?

Carla had a key.

She always had a key.

She used it to come up here and
freshen up whenever she was in town.

I...

I just never asked for it back.

Could've changed the locks.

Yeah, I suppose I could have.

There's just something so
final about changing a lock.

I'd always hoped that someday
we'd have the chance to reconcile.

Be sisters again,
like it used to be.

Remember all the fun
we used to have?

Yeah, I do.

That smile.

You have the nicest smile
of anybody I've ever known.

Uh... I don't get it, Roxy.

I mean you and Carla used to
be as close as two sisters could be.

You used to protect
each other like wild cats.

It doesn't track that
she'd try to hurt you.

Look, MacGyver, you haven't seen
us in a lot of years. Things change.

All right. Things aren't the same,

but we're not talking about
some petty misunderstanding here.

We're talking about murder.

I already told you,
my sister hates me.

Well, does that mean
she hated Rogan, too?

Why did he have to die?

Because he was close to me.

She thought I was
in love with him.

I was once.

So she figured that by
hurting someone you loved,

it was the same as hurting you?

That's the way
Carla's mind works.

- Mr. MacGyver?
- Yeah.

I'm Dr. Farrell.

Nurse tells me you're the one
from the Phoenix Foundation

who wants to talk
about Miss Yates.

She was a patient here
a while ago.

Yes. Uh, admitted
in May two years ago.

Nervous breakdown,
severe mental depression.

Her sister, now there
was an angel of mercy.

I remember her well.
She came to visit almost religiously.

When was she finally released?

About, uh, 9 months ago.

Remarkable girl, Roxanne.

Big rock and roll star, but
always stayed close to her roots.

I wish all my patients had
someone close to them like her.

She was better for Carla than
all the medicines and doctors.

Better for Carla?

Carla was the patient?

Not Roxy?

Yes, of course.

Carla Yates.

Carla?

Carla?

That girl is not the
same singer she used to be.

She's lost something.

She was better for Carla
than all the medicines and doctors.

Carla was the patient?
Not Roxy?

I still love to climb.

I just wish I had been
able to keep Roxy into it.

You've been practicing.

It's one of those things
you don't forget.

♪ No, you won't give in ♪

♪ We've got one life ♪

♪ And we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're staying clear
we're staying clean ♪

♪ 'Cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

So this is the blue screen
everyone talks about?

Yeah.

Is this gonna cost more?

No, actually less. It's gonna save
going back to location.

See, by shooting her
against this blue screen,

we can optically place her against
any background we've already shot.

- So we save money?
- Yeah.

Cut!

That's a cut.

So that does it for you, Roxy. Thanks.

I'll call you in for the
rough cut when it's ready.

All right, everybody,
that's a wrap!

Thank you very
much for a great shoot!

Roxy, uh, I just
wanna thank you, too.

You know, doing this video is a...
a really important public service,

and you can be proud
of yourself. Thanks.

Is that Carla?

Your sister?

What's she doing here?

Carla!

Carla, where are you?

Carla?

Why, Carla?

Why are you doing this to me?

Why?

Oh, Eve, there's a
couple of questions

about final costs
I wanna clarify.

Give me a minute, and
then meet me in my trailer.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Well, it's in the can,
as they say.

Is Roxy around?

Yeah, I think so. Last time I saw her,
she was looking for her sister.

- Where? Which way?
- I don't know, maybe in her trailer.

What's the matter with you?
You look spooked.

Give me a minute.
I'll tell you.

So what's this about?

Well, this is
Carla's fingerprint.

And this is Roxy's.

Take a look.

They're identical.

MacGyver, identical twins
don't have identical fingerprints.

I know, Pete. You better
shoot a call to Dr. Farrell.

Get him over here quick.

Roxy?

Roxy isn't here, MacGyver.

I've been looking
for her myself.

Come on down, Carla.

You won't find her up there.

Then where'd she go?

She went away.

A long time ago.

She went away?

Yes.

First I couldn't figure it out.

But the director noticed something.

- So did her manager.
- What?

Well, her voice,

it wasn't the same.

I don't understand.

She didn't sing
the way she used to.

Then the elevator.

The way Roxy climbed.

Roxy's a good climber.

Not that good.

Not like a cat. That's not Roxy.

And then I took a close
look at your painting.

What about it?

It tells the story of what
happened the last time

you went climbing with Roxy.

I hate that painting.

The two of you were climbing.

Roxy was in the lead.

Something happened.

I don't wanna talk about it!

She fell, didn't she, Carla?

Roxy fell.

I...

And you tried to pull
her back, didn't you?

Do you remember that?

You tried to pull her back?

Come on, Carla, try to remember.

You tried to pull her back.

But I couldn't.

I told her to swing
into the ledge,

but she couldn't reach it.

That's right. That's right.

And all the time she
was pulling on you,

forcing you closer to the edge.

She was pulling on me.

I tried to pull her up.

But you couldn't.

I tried.

Oh, my God, I tried!

She knew that, Carla.

She knew you were trying.

I was slipping.

I just kept slipping.

Roxy knew that, Carla.

She knew she was pulling you
with her, so she took out her knife.

No!

Just the way you painted it.

No! No!

And she cut herself free.

Roxy!

She cut herself free.
She did it to save you, Carla.

No.

Roxy's not dead.

Yes. Yes, she is.

Carla, you gotta let her go.

You gotta let her go.

She's alive.

She's not dead.

I won't let you do this to her.

I won't let you kill her.

She's alive!

Yeah, I'm glad they
found you, doctor.

Uh, we've got a problem.
It's... It's the Yates girl.

Carla?

Carla?

I can't let you kill Roxy.

Carla!

It's all right, Roxy.

No one's gonna hurt you.

They won't hurt you.

They won't hurt you, I promise.

They won't because I...

I won't let them.

It's okay.

It's okay now.

It's okay 'cause I...

I know what to do now.

They won't find us.

We'll both go away together.

Don't do it, Carla! Please.

I have to. It was my fault.

I know that's what you thought.

But believe me,
it was not your fault.

You hear me?
It wasn't your fault.

I loved her so much.

I didn't want her to die.

So you brought her back
the only way you knew how.

By becoming Roxy.

Carla, you gotta let her go.

You've got to let her go.

MacGyver.

She's dead.

My sister's dead.

It was an accident.

You know that now.

It was an accident.

It's nice here, MacGyver.
It's quiet.

I can do a lot of painting.

Take care of yourself, huh?

Smile for me.

I love that smile of yours.

I'll always remember it.

Is she gonna be all right?

Well, you know that old bromide
about time healing all wounds.

It's not that easy.
It takes a lot of work.

Would it help at all if I
stopped by once in a while?

A great deal.

More than anything else,
she needs a friend.

You should leave that kind
of work to me, Father Laffarty.

It's almost Christmas,
Mrs. Wilson.

I have to work up my
brownie points somehow.

Sounds like we have a visitor.

Father Laffarty!
Father Laffarty!

She's gone! The Madonna's gone!

The special holiday music

continues all the way through
Christmas Eve, on 1040 AM,

with this classic
from days gone by,

"I'll be home for Christmas."

I think Santa's giving me
a hernia for Christmas.

♪ I'll be home for Christmas ♪

What's the matter?

Uh, I don't know,
this Christmas stuff

gets a little sappy
after a while, that's all.

You sure you're all right?

I'm fine.

I mean, I know this is a
tough time of year for you.

Thinking about
your mother and all.

That was a long time ago, Pete.

You get over that kind of stuff.

Well, you never quite get over
losing someone you love, do you?

That's why you stay busy.
So you don't have to think about it.

Hey, mama, how're you doing?

- Oh, please, no!
- What've you got here?

I don't have time for this.

What do you mean you
don't have time for this?

I don't have time.

- What have we got in the cart, huh?
- Please.

- Oh, let's see here.
- Please, don't touch that!

Now boys...

Listen, I'm gonna
call out the big guns!

- Oh, the big guns?
- Oh, no.

Yes!

That's right, Mama!

- No, that's my stuff!
- Oh.

Bye!

Stop!

Stop, that's my stuff.

Stop!

Merry Christmas, Grandma.

Hey, let go of the cart!

Yeah, Merry Christmas
to you, too, punks!

Careful.

You okay?

Oh, yes, peachy.

And I can't thank you enough,
for getting my stuff back.

You know, you should
have that hand looked at.

Oh, it's nothing.
It's just a scratch.

Listen, uh, can we
drop you somewhere?

Do you have a place to stay?

Well, as a matter of fact,

I'm just looking
for another abode.

Something with a
southern exposure.

Well, I know a place
you could stay, for a while,

if you're interested.

But you just made me
an offer I can't refuse.

Lead on, gentlemen!

Just lead on.

Easy.

- Hey, Cynthia.
- What is this?

Look like a basketball to me.

You know what I mean.

We've got a show
to put on tonight,

and you're out here
playing games.

Relax. We'll get to it.

You've been singing that
same song for two days now.

It's showtime, get it?

It's showtime on the court.

Got it.

Good. So move it.

And you can start by helping
take these gifts upstairs.

Both Santa and Phoenix
deliver on time.

The boys will give us
a hand with these.

Bobby, Tyrone, come over here
and help us, please.

Oh, you guys are too much.

Thanks.

This looks like the
biggest gift drive, ever.

I just hope Santa brings us

a whole lot of money
to go with it.

Donations down?

Worse than that.

The new landlord's
trying to squeeze us out

by demanding first
and last month's rent,

plus a month's security deposit,

before he'll renew our lease.

If we don't come up with $9,000
by the end of next week,

the Challengers Club could become
the Challengers Memorial Parking Lot.

Don't you worry.

You'll have your act
together in plenty of time.

Uh, Cynthia, this is Carol.

She needs a place
to stay for a while.

I never turned anyone away yet.

Go ahead in there.

Thank you, Cynthia.

And a very Merry Christmas to you.

Yeah, right.

Happy New Year, too.

All right, there we go.
It's about as good as new.

Splendid.

Thank you.

I bet your mother always
wanted you to be a doctor.

Well, not exactly.

But she did always say I was
pretty good with my hands.

She was right.

Would it be all right
if I looked around?

Make yourself at home.

Thank you.

While it's still here.

Oh.

Listen, I wish I could
get the Phoenix board

to exceed their original donation,

but the budget
is set in concrete.

Maybe in another six months.

We'll be history by then, Pete.

I've got a call into the bank,
but I'm not holding my breath.

Breeze!

How am I supposed
to get through to you?

You're supposed to
be the stage manager,

And you can't even manage
to move the stage!

Chill out, woman!

What do I need with
this Christmas game?

It's just another day.

People make too big
a deal about it, anyway.

Want me to talk to him?

There's no point.

Breeze never celebrated
Christmas in his life.

I guess I was a fool to think I could
make him see what it was all about.

And we have this
special holiday plea

from Father Patrick Laffarty
of St. Mary's Church.

Pat Laffarty?

A hand-carved wooden
Madonna was taken

from our church early this morning.

She's very special to us.

If anyone out there knows the
whereabouts of the Madonna statue,

we'd appreciate
hearing from you.

Just call us at St. Mary's.
No questions asked.

There you are.
The missing Madonna...

Isn't that your buddy
from back home?

Yeah. That's the guy.

Now, what kind of a snake would
steal a Madonna from a church?

And on Christmas Eve.

It takes all kinds, doesn't it?

Yeah, no kidding.

I'm gonna run over there
and see if I can help him.

Well, I'm going with you.

Hey, Patrick!

MacGyver, Pete!
This is a surprise.

How are you doing?

You know, every time
I see you in that collar,

I got to remind myself
that you're the same kid

that used to run me into the
boards during hockey practice.

I remember it the
other way around.

No way.

So, what brings you here?

Well, we saw you on the news.

Something about a
missing Madonna?

Can you believe that?

Well, is there anything
we can do to help?

No, I doubt it.
The police came by,

but there are no
real clues to go on.

I've started calling everyone
in the congregation for help,

but it doesn't look like there's
much hope of finding her.

Not before Christmas morning.

Was the statue valuable at all?

To the world,
she's just a hunk of wood.

But in our hearts,
she's priceless.

She's been there in that spot
for nearly 20 years.

Ever since the Christmas
Vincent Battaglia

presented her to the church.

Well, did you see
anyone suspicious

or notice anything
out of the ordinary?

Right before we discovered
she was missing,

we heard a peculiar noise,
a squeaking noise.

It was him. You know it was.

Who?

Vincent Battaglia. He took her.

Mrs. Wilson, you don't know that.

Well, the same man
who carved her? Why?

He's always had a
grudge against the church.

Hasn't set foot in the place
in 15 years. Ever since...

Mrs. Wilson,

just because a man has a change
of heart, doesn't make him a thief.

Well, why would he want to
steal the Madonna, anyway?

Ask Vincent Battaglia about that.

Well, I guess it can't
hurt to talk to him.

He runs a little furniture
fixer place over on Homer.

I'll get you the address.

Mr. Battaglia?

We're closed.

Mr. Battaglia, Father Laffarty sent us,
from St. Mary's.

I don't care who sent you.
Can't you read?

Uh, Mr. Battaglia,

the Madonna you carved,
for St. Mary's,

it's been stolen.

So, tell somebody who cares.

Well, Father Laffarty
thought you...

Look, I cut my ties with
the church years ago.

I want nothing to
do with St. Mary's.

Capisce?

And a Merry Christmas
to you, too, sir!

You believe that guy?

Merry Christmas.

Oh, boy.

Look at...

You call yourself a Santa?

No, I call myself employed.

You try standing around in a red suit
begging strangers for money.

Well, you know a little
Christmas spirit might help.

A little of the
old, "ho, ho, ho."

Ho ho ho.

No, come on, I mean, you got
to put a little something into it.

Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!

Never mind.

Say, did I hear you guys say you
were looking for some kind of statue?

Yeah.

A wooden Madonna, you seen it?

Maybe.

- Well?
- What about your friend?

Merry Christmas.

Well, have you seen
the Madonna or not?

I'm not exactly sure what I saw.

But there was this bag lady
wheeling through the alley yesterday.

Bag lady?

Wheeling?

Yeah.

She could have had
something like a statue

in the squeaky old
shopping cart of hers.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourself!

Showing up drunk!

What are the children
supposed to think?

Take it easy. Let me have that.

Get off of from me,
you crazy old broad.

- Get off of me!
- Don't hurt him.

Get her off of me.

He's anesthetized,
he can't be hurt!

Oh, you are wearing
the uniform of a saint!

You're a disgrace!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Merry Christmas. Yeah.

Well, did you see
your friend, the priest?

Well,

we weren't actually able
to do anything for him.

Uh, Carol, you see,

we've got to ask you a favor.

Uh, you boys are
trying to say something.

Spit it out.

Would you mind if we had a look
at what you've got in your cart?

Yeah, see Carol...

It's not that we're
accusing you of anything,

It's just that we have to eliminate
some possibilities, you understand.

Well, it's just good
detective work.

Yeah, like that.

Yes.

Well, I can see that,
but what I don't see is,

if you think I took it,

why do you both look so guilty?

Are you absolutely sure

you've considered all
the angles in this case?

We're doing the best we can.
We're sorry for the trouble.

Oh, it's no trouble.

It's not often I'm pursued by one,
let alone two men.

Well, I hope Father Laffarty is
having better luck than we are.

What is it, kiddo?

I have a present for you,
MacGyver.

Well, thank you, Violet.

You didn't have to do this.

It's a hamster.

No way.

Not really,
but I didn't wrap it too good.

Are you kidding me?
This is great.

You know,
when I was about your age,

I used to give my mom stuff

and it was wrapped in
old comic book pages.

But she didn't mind.

She always said,

"It's the thought that counts."

Thanks for thinking of me, Violet.

Your welcome.

That was a nice story.

About your mother.

Yeah.

Well,

Christmas, you know?

Yeah.

2, 3. Heave!

Are you kids crazy or what?

Just, just leave it alone.

You trying to tear the
whole place down?

Back off, woman!

We're just trying to get
the job done, like you asked!

Well, somebody's gonna get hurt.

There are children running around here,
in case you haven't noticed!

So you do it!

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, Breeze, guys,
we'll get it done.

You get it done.
I'm out of here.

Breeze, get back in here.
Breeze!

- Don't do this to me.
- Do what?

I'm depending on you.

If you leave, they leave,
and nothing gets done.

Hey, it's every man for himself.
I learned that real early.

No! I refuse to believe that.

Booker doesn't...

Booker didn't believe that.

If we don't pull together,

this whole show is
gonna go down the tubes.

It's not my problem.

If we lose this club,
it's everybody's problem.

So who says I care?

I'll go after him, huh?

No, let him go.

I give up.

Boy.

You know, one of us
should go back to the church.

Check in with Father Laffarty.

Yeah, I suppose.

Do you mind handling that?

I should stick around here.

Yeah, sure. See you later.

All right, guys.
Let's make this happen.

Come on. All of you.

It's, like, a very basic,
simple problem.

Come on, a little hustle, let's go!

There it is.

Paul, give me a hand here,
will you?

Grab that bar,
and wedge this corner up.

Yeah, sure.

Guys, give him a hand.

All right, set it down.

Pretty simple solution.
Now you know what you need.

One on each corner, a couple on
the sides, just roll it into position.

Weights for wheels.
Why didn't we think of that?

I don't know. Why didn't you?

Cynthia?

The bank just called.

They turned down
our loan application.

Well, we'll come up
with something.

Don't bother.

It's over, MacGyver.
I can't take it anymore.

Cynthia, you can't
just pack up and leave.

Why not?

The kids.

Every kid you saved from the street,
was like one of your own.

I heard you say that 1,000 times.

MacGyver, there's an endless
supply of kids that need help.

But there's not an
endless supply of me!

But this was your dream.

For both you and Booker.

And I can't keep the
dream going without him.

He's dead, MacGyver.

And maybe the dream
died along with him.

No. It didn't die.

Look, Cynthia,
I loved Booker, too.

But if you just give up now,

all those kids are gonna end up
right back on the street.

Now, you don't want that.

You know I don't.

You know how hard it is to keep
those kids clean and off the streets?

You have to be
everything for them.

Mother, father,
big sister, best friend.

You help the ones you can,

and the rest just slip
through your fingers.

Special kids like Breeze,

who have the brains and
the guts to be so much more.

Booker and I fought
a lot of battles

to make this place happen.

I guess I'm just tired of fighting.

Oh, Booker.

Christmas was a special time for us.

He should... He should be here.

He should be here.

How about a game?

Be serious.

I could whip you with one arm
tied behind my back.

Well, it's easy to
play by yourself.

Not much challenge in that.

Maybe you like it that way.

We play for high stakes
in this pool hall.

What you got?

Well,

Abe Lincoln says
I can take you down.

Your bet. My break.

My turn.

You've got your own style,
I'll give you that much.

I knew that.

I was just trying to lull you
into a false sense of security.

I always like a few
shots to warm up.

Not the 8 ball.

Scratch!

Guess today's your lucky day.

I have always
lived a charmed life.

You know, you handle
that cue like a pro.

Did your father show you
how to play pool?

All my old man ever showed me
was the back of his hand.

That's tough.

It's a good thing you've got
somebody who cares about you.

Like Cynthia.

What do you know about Cynthia?

I know that she's hurting.

I know that this is her first Christmas
since her husband was killed.

I know that she wants to keep the club
open for you and the other kids,

but she can't do it alone.

So just 'cause it's Christmas,

I'm supposed to get with
the program, is that it?

No, not because it's Christmas.

Because it's the
right thing to do.

You can get your butt in gear
and be there for her,

like she is for you
and all the other kids.

I got better things to do.

I know.

Christmas wasn't much
when you were growing up.

How do you know that?

I heard you talking.

Listen up, Breeze.

Christmas isn't what you get.

It's what you give.

Like love and understanding.

And helping out the other guy.

And you got all
the answers, huh?

No. Just a few.

Why don't you try it?

Give a little.

You never know what good
it'll do for you inside.

Where it counts.

Mr. Battaglia.

What's goin' on?

You said she was missing.
I... I had to see for myself.

Well, I was under the
impression you didn't care.

I carved her 20 years ago
as a gift for the church.

When my wife took ill, we...

we'd come here
and pray to that Madonna,

day and night.

We prayed for a miracle.

But God took her away from me.

He left our prayers unanswered.

What... What kind of a
compassionate God is that?

How could he take her

and leave me with nothing
but this pain in my heart?

Mr. Battaglia,

we all lose people we love.

You think I want this pain?

How can I remember

and not feel how
much I miss her?

You tell me how.

I wish I could.

Get some six-foot ladders.

We got to get this
curtain thing up.

And Bobby, that lighting
panel downstairs? Bring it up.

We got three hours to
make this thing happen.

Tyrone, give me
a hand with this.

What got into you?

I never knew what to
get you for Christmas.

So I settled on less attitude

and more cooperation.

I'll take it.

And you don't even
have to wrap it up.

Carol, what did you say to Breeze?

Me? Nothing.

We just had a
friendly game of 8 ball.

That's very generous.
Thank you.

Cynthia.

It's a pretty good crowd, huh?

I just hope they're
in a generous mood.

Everybody's got their hand out
this time of year.

MacGyver.

MacGyver, it's little Violet.

She's got a bad case
of stage fright.

And she's the lead angel
in the opening act.

Will you come?

By the way, Pete,
I have a little favor to ask.

Me? What? What? What is it?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Somebody tells me you've
got a bad case of butterflies.

If that means I'm scared,
I've got lots of butterflies.

I don't think I can do it.

Ah, sure you can,
you're just nervous.

Everybody gets nervous.

You know, my mom and I
had a secret weapon we used

that would always
make things okay.

What?

Well, when I was a kid,

I used to have to play
the guitar at music recitals,

and I would always freeze up.

My mom would
say the secret word,

and everything would
be better. Just like that.

What was it?

Well...

I don't think I can tell you.
It was our secret.

Please.

All right.

But don't tell anybody.

Ice cream.

That's it?

Hey, it worked.

No matter what the problem was,

all either one of us had
to say was "ice cream",

and everything would be perfect.

Ice cream.

Trust me.

I know about this stuff.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Excuse me, is MacGyver in there?

He'll be out in a minute.

A private conference.

Why, you're Father Laffarty.

Oh, I love your sermons.

Especially the one,
a few Christmases ago,

about the three wise men.

You captured them beautifully.

I'm sorry, uh,

are you in my parish?
I... I don't recall seeing you.

Well, uh, it was
probably my clothes.

I usually wear
something more elegant

when I'm in the church.

Are you ready?
Good! What a trouper!

Now.

Any news on the Madonna?

Nothing. I don't
know what else to do.

Come on. I got an idea.

Breeze.

I need a favor.

Shoot.

Uh, this is Father Laffarty.

We're looking for a Madonna,

it's a statue that was
stolen from St. Mary's.

Hey, I never took it.
I got witnesses.

Nobody said you did.

- We need help.
- Like what?

Well, after the show, can you
pull a bunch of kids together?

We wanna knock on every door
in the neighborhood,

kind of an all out search.

Yeah, we can do that for you.

- Thanks.
- All right.

Thank you. Welcome.

We would like to start
the show off tonight

with something very special.

Ladies and gentlemen,

our own Julio and his four angels.

You look okay.

♪ Come, all ye faithful ♪

♪ Joyful and triumphant ♪

♪ O come ye, o come ye ♪

♪ To Bethlehem ♪

♪ Come and behold Him ♪

♪ Born the King of angels ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

Hey, how did we do?

Not good enough.

We're still $2,711 short.

Now, all we need is a miracle.

♪ Sing all ye citizens ♪

♪ Of heaven above ♪

♪ Glory to God ♪

♪ In the highest ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

♪ O come let us adore Him ♪

♪ Christ ♪

♪ The Lord ♪

We're all here this evening

because two people shared a dream.

Booker and Cynthia

always made the
Christmas show special

with a special song.

I'm sure we'd all
like to hear it again.

This was our favorite
Christmas song.

It still is.

♪ I'll be home ♪

♪ For Christmas ♪

♪ You can plan ♪

♪ On me ♪

♪ Please have snow ♪

♪ And mistletoe ♪

♪ And presents ♪

♪ On the tree ♪

♪ Christmas Eve ♪

♪ Will find me ♪

♪ Where the lovelight ♪

♪ Gleams ♪

♪ I'll be home ♪

♪ For Christmas ♪

Where are you off to?

I just need some air.

I know what that song
meant to your mother and you.

Come on, Pat.

We've been through this before.

I wasn't there for her
when she needed me.

I blew it.

Nothing's gonna change that.

You're right. Nothing will.

And that includes
beating yourself up

over something long past
that you can't change.

I know.

I called her on Christmas.

I explained why I couldn't
make it back home.

She said she understood.

I knew better.

And the stroke hit
her the next day.

And you had nothing
to do with that.

MacGyver,

even if she had lived
until you got back,

it wouldn't have mattered.

She had a stroke.

She wouldn't have known
you were there.

She just kept muttering
things that made no sense,

about you and ice cream.

Crazy stuff.

But she loved you.
Don't ever doubt that.

♪ Christmas Eve ♪

♪ Will find me ♪

♪ Where the lovelight ♪

♪ Gleams ♪

♪ Yes, I'll be home ♪

♪ For Christmas ♪

♪ If only ♪

♪ In my ♪

♪ Dreams ♪

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas, everybody!

All children up here for presents.
Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas. Here you are.

Let's see what we have
in here what's your name?

Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas.

Now how'd you
talk him into that?

Christmas dinner at my place.

But you were gonna
invite him anyway.

He didn't know that.

Hey, come here.
You have to see this.

Look at this. $2,711.

Isn't that exactly how
much you needed?

Yes.

It was in the bubble. In this.

It's Carol's.

I know bad news when I see it.

I'm sorry, Pat.

We looked everywhere.

This is going to be the first
Christmas mass without her

in 20 years.

Doesn't feel like St. Mary's, somehow.

Father Laffarty.

Mr. Battaglia.

I know it's too late
for this, but I...

I wanted you to have it, anyway.

I carved him to go
with the Madonna,

to lie in her arms.

But when I lost my wife,
well, you know the rest.

Thank you. It's beautiful.

Casey, you took the Madonna?

No, Father. Honest.

I didn't.

I promised the Madonna
I would take her for a ride

If I got a new wagon
for Christmas.

I did.

And when I went out to
play with it this morning,

I found her waiting for me.

Vincent?

Oh, the hand's been
damaged a little.

But I can fix that.

Thanks for the ride.

Well, now, wait a minute.
Hold it.

- We're not through talking yet.
- I am.

Listen, what about
Project Earthquake?

I don't think you realize
just how important it really is.

So was the last one, and the one
before that. They're all important.

Listen, MacGyver, I told
the board we would do it.

I gave them my word.
I made a commitment!

You committed me!

Without asking me.

Without giving me a
chance to say yes or no.

Now, come on, Pete. Look at me.

I'm a hurtin' guy! I'm beat up,

I need a month's worth of sleep.

And I need a haircut!

I thought I could count on you!

You're really gonna do this,
aren't you?

- You're gonna say no!
- Yes!

Put it on ice, Pete.
Call me next week.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

What am I going
to tell the board?

Tell 'em you made a big mistake.

Mistake? What mistake?

You forgot to ask me!

Hey, old buddy.
This is joyous Jack Dalton,

Seekin' to make a little contact.
Where are you?

Why is this man not responding?

Never mind.
I'll tell you the good news.

Babe, I found the deal of the century
and I'm letting you in.

I knew you'd be excited.
It's land.

Spelled G-O-L-D. A ranch.

A piece of western history,
and it's ours, buddy boy,

for just a few bucks down.
I know you're excited,

So call me the
minute you set down.

No.

Hi, MacGyver.

Jack told me you're coming
back from vacation or something.

Oh, it's Penny.

Anyway, I know
you're feeling great,

which is important, because
you know I'd do anything for you,

and I was wondering if you
could do me a little favor.

Well, maybe it's a big favor.

You remember my singing lessons?

Well, they paid off.

I've been hired to star in...

Well, be in this show
at Frontier World

and I wanted you to hear
my big number.

So, sit down.
You're really gonna love this.

♪ I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee ♪

♪ I'm going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see ♪

♪ Oh, Susanna now don't... ♪

Yah! Giddyup!

Giddyup, there, go on.

We are almost there.
The town is over that hill.

Do you have, uh, friends,
uh, in Serenity, soldier?

Nope. Just picked
the name off a map,

'cause it sounded peaceful.

I'm lookin' to settle some land
that hasn't been fought over.

Someplace quiet.

Whoa!

Well, this is as far as I go.

Serenity's up and
around the bend.

I'm grateful for the ride.

Oh, 'Tis nothing.

Out here, we must be
neighbors to each other.

I'd like you to have this.

Sort of a thanks
for takin' me here.

That is much too valuable.

Oh, not to me.

I carried it four years.

That's over.

I'm done with guns.

But a... a man needs a gun.

You know, I can't figure why.

I wasn't born with one.

I surely don't plan
on dying with one.

My friend, you will die
much quicker without one.

You will be the only man
in Montana without a gun.

How will you defend yourself?

Well, I'll just have
to think of somethin'.

You take the gun, friend.

It'll do all right,
and I thank you, soldier.

But you, you must
have something from me.

I made this myself, back in
my old country, in Switzerland.

It has two blades, a corkscrew,

a pry, and an awl.

'Tis very useful.

And you will give me great
pleasure by accepting it.

It's a fine piece of work.

Thank you.

Hey!

Giddyup. Come on. Hey.

Next time, bring more money.

What's your pleasure, stranger?

I'd like to buy
somethin' to eat.

Free lunch with every drink.

Take as much as
your belly can hold.

Well, the problem there is
I'm not much of a drinker.

But I'd be willin' to pay for the food,
and settle for a bottle of milk.

Milk?

What kind, pilgrim?

Cow, horse, goat,

Or mother's?

You got the touch of a
spavined mule, Milt Bozer.

Whoo!

Thanks.

Uh, there's no milk here,
stranger.

And eatin' my food's gonna cost you,
I gotta say, 15 cents cash.

You stock sarsaparilla,
don't you, Wyatt?

If that suits your palate,
friend.

That'd be just fine.

- Mister, uh...
- Dalton.

Andrew Jackson Dalton,
no relation to the Dalton gang.

Call me Jack.

MacGyver.

First or last?

Yep.

My name's Penny.

Yeah, and cheap
at twice the price.

Come on, you're sitting with me.

I'd sooner kiss a hog!

'Scuse me.

Why don't we just
let the lady be?

I figure this is none
of your business.

But I'm a friendly
sort of fella.

Ain't I, Wilt?

Sure you are, Milt.

And to prove it,

I'm gonna buy you a drink.

He said he doesn't drink.

Wyatt,

why don't you pour a
shot of that Mex rotgut?

And drop a spider in it.

See, the idea is to
swallow down the spider

'fore he stops kicking.

If he bites ya,
the booze will cure ya.

You gonna like it.

Or...

You can try to draw.

Don't carry a gun.

He don't drink, he don't fight,
and he don't carry a gun.

I bet he's wearin'
lace underwear, Milt.

Well, after he
finishes drinkin',

maybe we'll just pull down
them pants and find out.

Now, gents,
we don't want any trouble.

Shut your flap, tinhorn.

Drink up.

Oh, that's real brave, Milt Bozer,

drawin' down on an unarmed man.

It's a lot safer that way.

Mr. Dalton,

might I borrow your cigar?

All right, Wilt.

Wilt!

Just put it on the table.

All right, you two boys, out.

They won't be back for a while.

I'm real grateful, MacGyver.

Care to join me, friend?

You just passin' through,
or lookin' to find work?

Fact is, I was lookin' to
buy a place of my own.

Now, that is an
amazing coincidence.

If I were a superstitious man,
I'd be downright nervous.

You're losin' me.

No, my friend, I am in a
position to find you the answer

to your hopes and dreams.

Big Springs Ranch.

I'm a gambler, not a rancher.

I won it in a poker
game from Dave Nye.

But I'm prepared to part
with it for $2,500 hard cash.

Most I could go would be $1,700.

Well, I don't know.

- Gold coin.
- Done.

Didn't I hear Dave Nye
was afraid of

hangin' on to his place
for some reason?

Droughts. Floods.

He was a fearful man,
but he's gone and you are in luck.

Now, there may be some resentment

over your securing a bargain
such as this, but it's yours.

Just as soon as I hear the
heartwarming clink of gold coin.

Sure, as soon as
I see the property.

We can be there in an hour.

Need a horse.

The livery's next door.

I'll change and be right along.

Oh, that is if you don't mind.

I would like to see
your new ranch.

It'd be my pleasure, Miss Penny.

Did you hear that, Wyatt?

He's buyin' Big Springs Ranch.

How long do you think he'll last?

Maybe a week.

But I wouldn't bet on it.

There she is!
Big Springs Ranch.

It's beautiful.

Whoa, whoa, now.

'Scuse me, gentlemen,
but Mr. Nye is gone.

We know that.
This here's the new owner.

Name's MacGyver.

Oh, yes, sir, Mr. MacGyver, sir.

He don't speak much, the chinee.

Name of Lee Sing.

I'm Billy Colton, sir.

Gentlemen.

Anybody else work on this place?

Oh, no, sir, we all that's left.

Everybody else, they went on.

All they scared.

- Scared of what?
- Nothing, I assure you.

He's undoubtedly suffering the
effects of his own bad cooking.

This little gem's a paradise.

Your name MacGyver?

That's right.

May I ask who I are addressin'?

Yeah, Pete Thornton.

I own the Fire Eagle Ranch.

Well, that'll make us neighbors, then.

No. No, it doesn't.

Because you're gettin' off
this land in the next five minutes,

and out of this territory
in the next 24 hours.

Now, why might that be?

Because I made a
handshake deal with Dave Nye

that if he was ever gonna
sell this land, I'd buy it.

Well, actually, Mr. Thornton,
Dave didn't sell it.

He lost it in a card game.

Dalton?

Tinhorn that works out
of the Red Dog Saloon?

Well, that's putting it
a trifle harshly.

But essentially correct, sir.

I acquired this place honestly
and sold it legally.

And I made an
agreement with Dave Nye.

I need this land.
I want the water.

And I want you off.

If you don't, pilgrim,

you could hang
around a long, long time.

MacGyver doesn't even carry a gun.

What?

I thought you boys
told me he drew on you.

Well, he kinda...

He pulled a trick on us!

No gun, eh?

I don't think I've ever
seen a grown man

walkin' around naked before.

I just don't prefer guns.

Oh.

Well, then, you'll
probably leave, uh,

nice and quiet.

And politely.

'Cause you're a peaceful
sort of fella, ain't you?

Yep.

Some might even say gutless.

Might.

Well, then, why don't you just,
uh, pack up your stuff

and, uh,

ask my pardon

and then git.

Nope.

Next one's gonna be head-level!

Mr. Thornton,

I would appreciate it if your men
would drop their weapons.

Hey.

Oh, you!

I got one more barrel.

Do it!

I meant what I said, Mr. Thornton.

I don't want any more trouble.

I meant what I said, too.

Without water next summer,
I'll lose my entire herd.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

You take my warning.

Get out.

I would like to thank you
for what you did.

Oh,

I didn't figure on
hurtin' nobody.

You did just right.

I can't be sure what's
gonna happen around here.

I don't want either of you gettin' hurt.
Can't ask you to stay.

I make coffee.

He says he's stayin'.

So I might as well.

Well, I guess we can
have some coffee.

Try and figure out a way to handle
Mr. Thornton's problems.

I still say we don't need
any outside help.

After the way you two
handled yourselves yesterday,

I think we do.

Besides,

This man has a reputation
for taking care of problems.

Peter Thornton?

I'm Murdoc.

I understand you
have work for me.

I hear you're good.

To be precise,

I'm the best.

Boss, he's some kind of
light-in-the-boots englishman.

Ain't he sweet?

I do hope we can
all be friends now.

Can't we?

The man I want moved out
is named MacGyver.

Big Springs Ranch.

I'll find him.

And I don't want him killed.
Just moved out.

Them the only shoes you got?

They plumb worn out, sir.

I... I was gonna fix 'em
so I could handle my work, sir.

Uh, I got your horse all saddled
and ready for town, sir.

Mr. Colton,

you are a ranch hand,
not a servant.

I do not want you waitin' on me.

I just does what's proper, sir.

And that gumbo accent.

Why are you hidin' behind it?

I don't understand, sir.
I's a field hand.

That's how's I's talks.

Yesterday you told me
Lee Sing was stayin' on.

Yeah, that's what he said, sir.

Well, he said it in Cantonese.

Now, I served under Sherman,

then with the 9th Calvary in Texas.

And you are the first field hand
I ever met that spoke Chinese.

I take your point.

Just askin'.

You got a right to privacy.

I am...

I... I was a slave down at, uh,
Dixon Holding, Alabama.

I escaped in '62
and came out here.

And how'd you
escape bein' captured?

I was a schoolteacher.

I wrote myself the
necessary papers.

A runaway slave is rarely
suspected of literacy.

But now emancipation's the law.

Why still play ignorant?

The law has changed.
My color didn't.

I take your point, sir.

Mr. Colton,

people can change.

The world's changed.

Why, out here,
any man can reinvent himself.

I'd like to believe that.

See, I came out here 'cause
I wanted my life to be different.

I believe that's the way
the world gets better,

one person at a time.

Those boots would be
about a size 9, I believe.

They'll do just fine.
What do I owe you?

$3.20.

MacGyver,
we've been lookin' for you.

On account of I was goin' for a ride,

and by the station I heard it
straight from the railroad agent.

Thornton's hired
himself a gunman.

A man named Murdoc.

They say he's killed more than a
dozen men, not countin' Indians.

- Hired him to go after you.
- What are you gonna do?

Gonna talk to Mr. Thornton.

There's just no reason for a war.

I got more water than I need.

I can share it with him.

You're lookin' to help him
after what he tried?

Well, sometimes a desperate man
does dumb things.

I do believe Mr. Thornton and
myself can settle this reasonably.

Excuse me.

He just don't understand
how things are.

Hard to figure, ain't he?

MacGyver.

Not here.

Well, get him here.

Just hold it right there!

Drop the gun, boy.

Tell MacGyver I dropped by.

He... He dead.

Murdoc! Why?

Get out.

Why did you have to kill him?

Well, I didn't have to, Thornton,
I chose to as a calling card.

I told you I didn't
want anyone killed.

Come, come, Thornton.
A black is hardly worth the fuss.

Here. This is what I promised you,
plus some extra.

I'm calling you off.

I haven't finished with MacGyver.

You're finished with me.
Take your money.

Well, it's not really that simple.

You see, I have a reputation

for always completing my
professional assignments, and I...

I rather treasure that reputation.

With any luck,

that's what they'll carve
on your tombstone.

Don't even think about it.

Don't worry, Thornton.

It's not you I'm interested in.

You hear any of that?

Yeah. We heard you
ain't goin' after MacGyver.

Well, you heard right.

Well, why not, boss?
That Murdoc?

MacGyver wouldn't last five minutes.

No! It's not a game
I wanna play.

I've done too much already.

Boss.

He shamed us and he shamed you.

And I had a man killed.

Now, which do you think is worse?

He's gone soft.

I need a drink.

About all I can
think to say is...

He died a free man.

Where's your hired gun?

I'm sorry.

You're sorry. He's dead.

If there was any family,
any need for money...

Look, I'm responsible.
Can we talk?

Your timing's a bit irregular.

I fired Murdoc. I paid him off
and told him to git.

I didn't want any killing.

I didn't.

As for Big Springs,

I'm backing off.

If you're willing to sell,

I'll pay you twice
what you paid.

No, in fact, you name the price.

Mr. Thornton,

I'm no speculator.

I wanna live on my land,
not profit by it.

Fair enough.

I won't bother you anymore.

There is another way.

You drill on my land.

You find water, you own it.

Just guarantee me
enough for my needs.

Well, that's crazy.

If I own the water, I own you.

You'd have to rely
on nothing but...

Your word. That's right.

Why would you trust me that far?

Because there's enough for
both of us if we don't fight over it.

We got a deal.

And you got my word.

I guess we're partners.

I guess so.

There's one last thing, though.

Murdoc.

He killed a man.

He's gonna have
to answer for that.

To the law.

I just left him back in town.

I guess that's
where I'll be headin'.

We'll be headin'.

He's in the barber shop.

The boy says you wanted
to see us, Mr. Murdoc?

Your boss.

He folded like a busted flush.

I wanted to know
where you two stand.

Well, it's like Milt said.

He shamed us.

I have a plan.

Well, if it has to do with MacGyver,

I'd go a long way
to see him dead.

We don't have to go anywhere.

We can manage
everything quite nicely...

right here in town.

You think the marshal in Serenity
will stand up to Murdoc?

Wyatt?

He's about as tough
as a bucket of warm spit.

Nobody in town's gonna help us.

They're all scared of Murdoc.

That's reasonable. So am I.

Well, what do you plan to do?

Don't know yet.

You've got to take
some responsibility.

Or Murdoc will kill MacGyver.

You know MacGyver
doesn't even carry a gun.

- That's his choice.
- And what's yours?

Come be a man.
You're the town marshal.

Not no more, I ain't.

Now, that was a wise decision.

You know,
most volunteers die young.

Would you be interested?

I never... I never
touch the stuff.

You know, friendship
is a wonderful thing.

How would you know?

Tinhorn,

why don't you tell
your friend MacGyver

that I'll be waiting here for him,

in the lady's company?

Mr. Thornton!

MacGyver!

Murdoc. He's holdin' Penny.

The Bozers, they threw in with him.
They're waitin' for you to ride in.

- Well, what about Wyatt?
- Tossed in his badge.

And the rest of the town's
holed up behind locked doors.

Well, that doesn't leave
much choice, does it?

You hide yourself over there.

- And Wilt?
- Yeah?

Don't shoot until you
got him in your sights!

Milt, don't you tell me
how to set up an ambush.

Oh...

We can cut through
the old part of town.

I hear 'em comin'.
Do you see 'em, Wilt?

There they are!

Look out! Let's go!

Why the devil didn't you
let 'em clear the building?

- How many were there?
- There's three of them.

Stay put. They'll be back.

That was Wilt Bozer.

- How do you know?
- Because he missed.

But that means Milt is nearby.

Lucky for me it wasn't Murdoc.

He'd have plugged
more than my hat.

You know, I think
Murdoc is waitin' in town

to see if you get
past the Bozers.

Well, I'll be headin'
to town then.

Good idea.

Jack and I will stay here
and take care of the Bozers.

We will?

We will!

Who's doin' that?

Doin' what?

Throwin' these.

Wilt!

Do you see 'em?

Wilt!

Wilt!

Answer me.

Wilt!

Where are ya?

Wilt, will you answer me?

Gotcha.

Gotcha.

Got you.

Boss!

Boss, let me explain!

Boss!

Miss Penny?

Murdoc!

Goodbye, MacGyver.

Oh, my God! Somebody!

Help!

Oh, my God.

Is he dead?

- MacGyver!
- Where'd he hit you?

I'd treasure that knife for the
rest of your life if I were you.

We'll get Murdoc one day.

Be sure of that.

Sorry.

I just wanted a drink of water.
I didn't mean to wake you up.

Wow.

I must have been out of it.

No.

I'm the one who's out of it.

I've been driving
around for hours.

I had to come back to...

to apologize.

- Oh, hey, Pete.
- No.

I was out of line.

Sometimes you get on a track,

and you just can't get off it.

I was pushing too hard.

Maybe I was trying to impress
the board, I don't know, but...

I had no right to speak for you.

I'm trying to tell you I'm sorry.

Hey, come on, Pete.

We got no problems.

We're friends.

Right?

That's what I wanted to hear.

Whoa.

So...

So what's wrong with you?

I don't know, I... I think
I just had the weirdest dream

I've ever had in my life.

It was all about Murdoc
and Jack and Penny and Billy.

You were in it.
I'm talkin' weird.

What's this?

Wow, look at that.

Well, you don't
want to lose that.

Looks like it's 100 years old.

What you see here is
an example of equilibrium.

Now it looks like the forks
should fall over, but they don't.

Can anybody tell me why?

Come on. Any ideas at all?

It's some kind of trick.

Yeah, but it's a trick of nature.

It does this because the center
of gravity and the center of mass

are balanced in
exactly the same place.

Big deal, man.

Oh, come on, it is a big deal.

What's your name?

Deron.

Deron, do you by any
chance play football?

Yeah. Why?

Let me guess, uh,

Defensive tackle, 6'3", 220?

Uh, 235.

That's perfect.

Deron, I want you
to come up here

and help me demonstrate how
physics affects our everyday lives.

Especially yours.

Man, I don't need physics.

I'm an athlete.

All the more reason
you should pay attention.

Come on, Deron,
it's just you and me,

on the five yard line,
it's a goal line stand.

Your back's up against the wall.
There's no tomorrow.

Come on, for the school, Deron!

Come on down!

All right.

Okay.

All right.

You are a large mass.

I am a much smaller mass,

but with a lower
center of gravity.

Now let's check out
this equilibrium principle.

It's your funeral, man.

Yeah.

Maybe so.

On three.

Flying clef! Dog blue!

90!

Set!

Hut, hut,

Hut.

Come on, don't laugh.

Some of the greatest
of scientific discoveries

have been made in
exactly the same way.

Like, the lever.

Archimedes once said,

"Give me a place to stand,
and I will move the world."

Archimedes, huh?

Sounds like a cool dude,
but, uh, who does he play for?

I'm telling you, Deron,
if you tune in to this stuff,

there's no telling
how far you'll go.

Before and after the Super Bowl.

Remember, class, tomorrow
we'll be in the science lab.

Mr. MacGyver's going
to show you a few things

about earthquakes that
will really shake you up.

Talk about your hands-on
teaching techniques.

I've never seen my
remedial class so turned on,

I thought it was dumb.

Tony Milani.

One of our, uh, tougher cases.

Seems bright. What's he
doing in a remedial class?

Good question.

I'm afraid Tony's
well on his way

to becoming one
more of our country's

700,000 dropouts this year.

Come on. I want to
show you something.

Vicki, there are still ways
you can finish high school

and get your diploma.

You know my door is always open.

Let's talk about it, okay?

Pregnant at 15.

Probably won't graduate.

Now you know how
high school principals

spend their valuable time.

Well, your foundation

wanted a school with
a high dropout rate,

you've got it.

I hear you, Mrs. Juarez,
believe me.

If our pilot program
can work here at Dillard,

maybe we can turn our schools

into places where
kids want to be.

- Wouldn't that be lovely.
- Come here!

Hey, you two!

Take those off! No gang colors.
You know the rules.

And no running!

You're not on the street,
this is a school.

MacGyver, do you
have the feeling that, uh,

we have our work cut out for us?

As you can see, these kids love
the science scholarship competition.

Well, when MacGyver
reminded the Phoenix board

that our country was rated
with third world nations

in quality of
scientific education,

they sat up and took notice.

Believe me, we appreciate it.

Don't know what
we'd do without it.

Here, let me show you
some of the exhibits.

Now, Mike is on the creative side.

Wait till you get a load
of his high voltage exhibit.

Oh, that's doctor,
uh, what's his name?

Yeah, he's getting
a real charge out of this.

That's wild.

Looking good, Mike.

Hey, you did it!

This jerk used this
to wreck my project!

Yo!

Hey, hey, hey.
Come on! Come on!

All right, all right,
break it up.

Settle down, come on!

Welcome to the real world
of public education.

- Did you rig this thing?
- Yeah. What of it?

Nothing. It's just
pretty clever, that's all.

And I'm kind of curious

as to why you didn't enter
your own science project

instead of wrecking
somebody else's?

Because he's a master
at tearing down anything

and everything that's decent.

Last week he blew up
his gym locker.

That's how he gets attention.
Right, Tony?

Let's go, Milani.

What is this?

Security men with handcuffs
and guns? I don't believe it.

I'm afraid it's a way
of life around here now.

You Phoenix people with
your namby-pamby quick fixes!

You should come down
from your ivory towers

once in a while and
get in touch with reality!

Hey, I think we
know the reality, okay?

What you need to do is stop
coddling troublemakers like Milani.

He's a lost cause. Give it up.

Worry about the kids
who give a damn.

All right. Come on,
back in class. Come on.

Who was that guy?

George Fraley.

He's our toughest critic.

Hey, Milani!

The school just called.
They want you down there again.

It's that kid of mine.
He's always getting in trouble.

We're losing too much money
on this project.

Two weeks behind schedule.

You know what that's
costing me, Buck?

What do you suggest?

Well, you're the foreman,
be creative.

You know what I mean.

Well, I know the books
were already ordered.

Hey, MacGyver! Good news.

I tracked down that
equipment you wanted.

For tomorrow?

Oh, that's great, Gus. Thanks.

Nick Milani.
I got a call about my kid.

So what do you gotta
say this time, huh?

You look at me when
I'm talking to you!

In here, Mr. Milani.
You, too, Tony.

Hey, when are you
gonna listen to me?

You don't wanna be in school,

you quit, and get
yourself a decent job.

Hope.

We don't provide
potential dropouts

with a sense of hope.

A belief in themselves.

And how else are
they going to feel

or know that they can make it?

Which brings us to the most
important phase of Operation Uplift.

The mentor program.

Now we make it
work here at Dillard,

and it could breathe new life

into this nation's entire
public school system.

It could have a real impact.

Now quite simply,
the mentor program

pinpoints the potential
dropout before it's too late.

And then assigns two
positive role models

who take a very active
and personal interest

in his or her scholastic career.

Wouldn't higher fences
be a lot cheaper?

Not really.

The mentor program
doesn't cost anything.

Just a little time

and a lot of
old-fashioned caring.

Oh, come on.

Old-fashioned means

spare the rod
and spoil the child.

What you're proposing is pure and
simple nouveau pap. And you know it.

The only thing we
know for sure right now

is that the dropout rate
is skyrocketing.

You said two mentors
to each student?

That's right. One is a
teacher and the other

is a volunteer role model
from the community.

And they work together to
provide positive reinforcement.

After looking over the files,

Mr. MacGyver
suggested a student that

we feel would make
an excellent first subject.

Who?

Tony Milani.

You've got to be kidding.

You just suspended him.

His actions were inexcusable.

Sure they were.

But then, maybe no one
ever showed him

a positive way to attract attention.

Did you ever think of that?

So, we're going to
unsuspend Tony.

And really put the
mentor program to the test.

So, who are the two
mentors going to be?

Mr. MacGyver asked if he could serve
as the community representative.

And the teacher mentor?
Who would that be?

I'd sure like to work
with George Fraley.

Just for the record, MacGyver,

I am not here by choice.

If it wasn't for Mrs. Juarez...

George, will you relax?

We've got a real
opportunity here.

Opportunity?

This is ridiculous.

I'm paid to teach,
not play nursemaid.

Yes?

Mrs. Milani?

I'm Mr. Fraley,
this is Mr. MacGyver.

- We're from Dillard High School.
- We'd like to talk to Tony.

Who is it, Sophie?

Two men from school.

They want to see Tony.

Please, come in.

If it's about my kid,
there's nothing to say.

Uh, we think there is,
Mr. Milani.

Yeah, so what's this all about?

Well, just what it says.

Tony's suspension has been lifted.

Right. So it's lifted.

So he can keep
on humiliating us.

Pulling all 'em dumb stunts,
flunking his classes.

Costing me or his mother
half a day's work

every time we got
to run over there

just to listen to some pencil pusher
read us the Riot Act. No way, pal.

He's 16, let him get a job.

Nick, they came all this way.

Let them talk to the boy.

Sure.

Sure, why not? I just
pay the rent around here.

Don't mind my husband.

He's a good man,
but stubborn, you know.

Tony's in the basement.
I'll show you the stairs.

Hey, Tony.

In case you're interested,

your suspension has been lifted.

Didn't my old man tell you?

I ain't coming back,
I'm going to work.

Thermocouple amplifier,
not too shabby.

"Introduction to
Electrical Engineering."

You want to be an engineer?

I use it as a doorstop, okay?

Pays a lot more than $6 an hour,
that's for sure.

Come on, MacGyver,
we're just wasting our time.

Yeah. Listen to the man.

All right, fine.

You want to throw away
your talent, no problem.

- What talent?
- What do you mean, "what talent?"

These sketches, that crazy
remote control you invented.

Now come on, Tony,
you're not gonna be happy

flipping burgers all your life.

What do you know?

I know that if
you stay in school

you at least got a shot at
being what you want to be.

Now, come on. I'll see you
in science lab tomorrow.

What do you say, huh?

A lot of good that did.

- We'll see.
- Yeah, right.

You think that kid's going
to show up, you're dreaming.

All right! Fraley,
I'll make you a little wager.

Tony doesn't show up tomorrow,

You're off the hook as a mentor.

What's the catch?

If he does, you run the
program after I leave.

- You're on.
- All right.

Well,

looks like you lost that bet,
MacGyver.

Maybe not.

Hey, just thought I'd, uh,
see what's shaking.

That's great.

Yeah.

So how's your dad feel about this?

He don't know about this.
He thinks I'm out looking for a job.

You want me to talk to him?

No, no, uh, I'll do it.
I just have to, uh,

I have to pick the right time.

Need some help?

Yeah. Grab an end.

Watch your back.

Tony, right in front
of this counter.

All right, kids,
let's gather round here.

Okay, now for a little
earthquake technology.

MacGyver.

Can anybody tell me
what that thing is?

A martian toothbrush.

No. Actually, what it's called
is a nuclear densometer.

It's used to measure
soil compaction or density

by sending out
radioactive particles.

Tony? You want to help me out?

Set that probe in
the sample there?

Yeah, sure.

That's it.
Now, just squeeze the handle.

Get the probe to
go down in there.

All right, now flip that top switch
and get a reading on it.

Got one.

All right, same process.
New sample.

Get a reading?

Okay. Now the soil samples
appear to be the same.

But the readings will show

that the density of the
soil sample on the right

is twice as great as
the one on the left.

Can anybody tell me why that
information might be important?

To see how much punishment
a football field can take.

That's wrong.

Anybody else want
to take a guess?

What about using
it in construction?

To see how far down
pilings should go

so a building won't
collapse in an earthquake?

You've got it.

All right! Milani!

Tony!

Shame on you!
You scared me to death.

What's that?

That is the readmittance slip
to all my classes.

I am not even on
probation this time.

Oh, Tony! That
makes me so happy.

Tony, is that you?

Yeah, Pop.

Pop, get a load of this.

Your son, he's got good news.

Yeah, well, I got better news.

One of the men got hurt down
at the construction site today.

They needed a
replacement so, uh,

I pulled a favor
to get you the job.

$10 an hour and you don't
even have to apprentice.

What do you think of that, huh?

Huh, Tony, isn't that great?

Just heard from Washington.

The education department is
sending out an observer next week.

- That's great.
- Maybe not... so great.

The mentor program may not
have much for your observer to see.

What are you talking about?

Mrs. Juarez, she just told me.

Tony Milani has dropped out
of school for good.

That's the way it is,
in the real world.

Well, onward and upward.

How's it coming, Nick?

Hey, I'm going as
fast as I can, Buck.

Concrete seems thinner
than the stuff we tested.

Don't worry about it.
How's your kid doin'?

Well enough you
shouldn't be asking.

Yeah, but just keep it that way.

Yeah, right over there.

Hey, Tony.

What are you doing here?

I was gonna ask you
the same thing.

What happened?

Hey, man, $10 an hour happened.

Steady. A down payment on a car.

Money in my pocket for a change.

No teachers bugging me, okay?

Is that you talking
or somebody else?

Come on, Tony,
you're a bright kid.

You could do whatever you want.

I am doing what I want.

Is that true? Really?

Here.

I got these engineering
scholarship forms

from the guidance office.

Come on, man, with my marks?

No, with your imagination.
Will you take a look?

Come on.

Those awards are based
on designs, not marks.

What if I ain't interested?

Then that's your choice.

If this is really what you
want for yourself, great.

That's no crime.

But if it isn't,

if you wake up 30 years from now

and all you are
is 30 years older,

that is a crime.

Hey, you! Hey, MacGyver,
can't you read?

No trespassing.

I was just talking to Tony

about coming back
to school, Mr. Milani.

Yeah, well, the talk's over.
Get lost.

The kid is only 16 years old.

He'll be 17 next week.
Now beat it.

You, back to work.
And you, you leave my kid alone.

I guess I'm out of here.

Look, if you need anything...

I won't.

It's cool, okay?

You're building on landfill, Clovis.

Your pile ratio is off.

By how much?

Good 10%.

That's not to mention
the other deficiencies.

Concrete mix,
rebar size and grade.

Forms.

Come on, Barney,
I'm behind schedule.

What do you expect me to do,
tear all this down?

Buck, trust me.
You're below specs.

Look, Barney, you got
to give me a break here.

We never had a
code violation before.

On second thought,

maybe some of
my figures are off.

Come on.
I'll buy you a cup of coffee.

Pop!

Hey, Tony, you finish up already?

Pop, I think you better read this.

Yeah, what is it?

It's about the job specs.
Clovis was talking to the inspector

- and what they were saying...
- Where'd you get this?

In a waste basket.
Look what it says there, Pop.

It says you're nosing into stuff
you got no business nosing into.

Now you get back to work
and mind your own business.

But, Pop, the pile ratio,
y-y-you think it's all right?

Pile ratio, huh?
Listen to him. Pile ratio.

A few days on the job and he thinks
he's already a hotshot engineer.

Pop, I just thought...

Well, stop thinking,
that's not your job!

Cleaning up the site,
that's your job, you got that?

Now get back to work,
you hear me?

Problem, Milani?

No, my kid, he was
dumping out the trash.

Came across this
old inspection form.

He thought it might have
been something important.

Well, is it?

Hey, what do either one of us
know about this kind of stuff, huh?

I didn't even bother to read it.

Working pretty late,
aren't you, Mr. Fraley?

Yeah, tell me about it.

Well, good night.

Good night, Blake.

What are you doing here?
It's almost midnight.

Oh, Mrs. Juarez
wanted a report on Tony.

Ah, the mentor program's
first big success.

No.

Just another fine example of how
the system has failed kids like Tony.

You know, you're part
of that system, Fraley.

Wait a minute!

Who are you to judge?

Let me tell you something
about the system.

You think you're so idealistic.

When I first started teaching,

I was Albert Schweitzer,
Martin Luther King,

Bobby Kennedy,
all rolled into one.

Full of innovative ideas!

Excited about turning kids
on to their own potential.

Race, color, poverty,
the drug scene,

they weren't a problem,
I had all the answers.

What happened?

What happened?

This is what happened.

I have one drawer

and a desk that I have to
share with two other teachers.

No homeroom of my own.
45 kids in a class!

45 kids in a class!

Not enough
textbooks to go around.

A day that starts
with 20% teaching

and 80% just trying to keep order.

$2,000 in the bank, and
a mortgage that won't quit.

You saying it's not worth it?

All I am saying is that
I am your average overworked,

underpaid,
under appreciated teacher

whose biggest thrill
is to discover

a senior who could find
Washington, D.C. on a map

and spell the word "necessary!"

And I was gonna
change the world.

George, you've got
every right to be bitter,

but you can still
make a difference.

How?

By not taking your
frustration out on these kids.

Look,

obviously the system needs help,

and both you and Tony Milani

are getting the
short end of the stick.

Okay. So tell me,
what more can I do?

For starters,

get back in touch

with the George Fraley
who used to care.

Hey, you!
Stop! Hold it! Stop!

Stop right there!

Whoa, whoa,
slow down, slow down.

Wait! Wait! Wait a minute now!
What's going on?

This punk broke
into the science lab.

I was not trying
to steal anything.

I just wanted to borrow
that nuclear thing.

I think somebody's
gonna get hurt.

Come on, kid, let's go.

Hey, come on, just
take it easy, will you?

Can we talk to him privately?

Okay. Uh, it's all right, Blake.

I'll take responsibility,
thank you.

Now, what's this about
somebody getting hurt?

Down at the construction site,

I saw the foreman
give the inspector

an envelope of money
to ignore some violations.

What?

That's when I remembered
that thing you showed us in class.

The... the densometer.

How they measure soil
compaction so that everything's safe.

Wait a minute.

Did you tell
somebody about this?

I did.

I told my old man. I even
showed him the inspector's report.

He... He pretended like
there was nothing wrong.

Did he read that report?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You want me to say it?

Okay.

My dad's in on it.

Now wait a minute, Tony.

Before you go judging your dad,

why don't we make sure
exactly what was on that paper?

Forget it.

I saw the foreman burn it after
my dad gave it to him. It's too late.

Maybe not.

George, would you ask
Blake to keep the school open?

Sure, you got it.

All right, we'll be back.
Come on.

Okay.

The paper's in that butt can
by the cement walls down there.

All right.

I'll work around back.

What do you want me to do?

Keep an eye on the guard.

Any problems,

use that imagination of yours.

Who's there?

Hey, you!

Excuse me, could I
borrow your flashlight?

Skip, is that you?

What are you doing here?

I lost my wallet.

At 3:00 in the morning?
You're putting me on.

No, I bought a cup of coffee
off the truck this afternoon.

This is the last
place I could think of.

Hey, come on, could you sleep
not knowing

if you just lost your first paycheck?

Hey, what's this?

That's it.

You saved my life, Skip.
Thanks a lot.

You have a good night now.

The foreman must have
known this report could ruin him.

But you can't
read it, it's burned.

Well, sometimes things
are hidden under the surface.

You just got to know
how to bring them out.

What are you doing?

Glycerol.

It'll soften the ash.

Want to check that darkroom?

Need a camera with
some infrared film.

How'd you learn
to do all this stuff?

How do you think?

Is there a tripod around here?

Yeah. Set the camera up.

What's with the light?

It'll bring out the phosphorescent
properties in the ink.

Well?

You were right.

According to this,
that construction site

is a disaster waiting to happen.

Low pile ratio?

Substandard supports,
concrete, the whole works.

We better let your dad
know about this.

He read that report already.
I showed it to him, remember?

You showed it to him, Tony,
but I don't think he read it.

What?

Tony, I don't think your father
knows how to read.

What? I-I-I've seen him read.

No. I think that's just an act.

I first suspected it
when he looked at

the school reinstatement form.

And then he completely
misread a sign out at the site.

Why would he fake it?

I don't know. Maybe he's ashamed,
angry at himself.

Maybe he's afraid of what
people would think if they knew.

MacGyver, if you're right,
that means he's not in on the scam.

Your father's a very proud man,
but I don't think he's a crook.

His shift started at 6:00.
Come on, we'd better tell him.

We just finished
the corner section.

As soon as Milani's done,
we're gonna pour secondaries.

I figure we're just
about back on schedule.

Where there's a will
there's a way, huh, buck?

- Hey, hey, what is that?
- What's that?

It's moving!

Call the fire department!

Give me a hand!

There's Nick under there.

Hey!

Need some help.

You all right?

Where's my pop?

He's trapped in there!

Pop! Are you there?
Are you okay?

Come on guys, help me move
this thing. My dad's in there!

Pop, answer me! Answer me!

I-If you can hear me,
answer me, please!

Pop! Pop, don't be hurt.
Please, answer me!

Pop! Pop!

Pop! Pop!

Tony, wait. Listen.

That's him. He's alive.

MacGyver, we gotta do something.

All right, it looks like we've
got a fulcrum under here,

but we're gonna
need more leverage.

All right, some of you men
give me a hand with this beam.

Come on, you guys, let's move!

Come on, guys, my dad's
under there. Hurry up!

Feed it through the rebar.

Easy, easy.

All right, gently,
get your weight on it.

Come on, come on,
lend a hand now.

Rock it up, nice and slow.

Come on. Go. Come on.

Let it come. Come on.

Easy.

All right, hold it right there.

All right. Let it down.

You might not want to
move around too much

till the paramedics
look you over.

You okay, Pop?

The two of you saved my life.

Tony, you didn't come home last night,
I thought maybe you...

Pop, we came to
show you something.

What is it?

MacGyver and me,
we restored the inspection report.

It shows all the reasons
why this place is falling apart.

All right, gentlemen,

you might want to stick around.

I think you've got some
questions to answer.

Tony, I...

I got to tell you
something about me.

No.

No, you don't, Pop. I know.

I love you, Pop.

You gotta know that.

I love you.

MacGyver! Good news.

My pop's being released
from the hospital this morning.

That's great, Tony.

And something else.

We had a long talk about,
you know, the reading,

and he decided to start
taking night classes.

Well, that is really good.
Congratulations.

Uh, maybe he could use a
tutor to help him get started.

You got somebody in mind, George?

Yeah. I just might.

Somebody who's getting
excited about education again.

Ever been in this part
of the country before?

I used to work summers
up here during college.

Yeah? It's changed
a lot since then.

Clear-cut.

See those trees down there?

The ones right
alongside of the road?

They're only a couple of hundred
yards deep, and just behind them,

that's all clear-cut.

They call that
a visual corridor.

Most of the main roads here
in Oregon are lined like that.

Why do you think they do that?

Well, some say it's
good forest management.

Others say it's fire protection.

And then there's those that say
it's so the public will think

they're driving through
a big, healthy forest.

But I guess we can make our
own minds up to all of that, can't we?

More people should
see it from up here.

You know, they say 85% of the old
growth forest has already been cut.

If it wasn't for the Forest Service
protecting public lands,

there'd be nothing left.

Who knows when
it's all gonna stop?

There's got to be an answer.

A timber summit was planned,
but it got cancelled.

Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm up here.

And to find out why an
old friend let me down.

Amy Chandler. You know her?

Mister, everybody
knows Amy Chandler.

Even your own people
know you're cutting illegally!

That's why Lopez was killed!
To shut him up!

Out of the way, lady!

Not until you stop raping the forest!

You're ruining the watershed.

You're silting up the river.

Hypocrites!
You live in wooden houses!

Your paychecks are
printed on paper pulp!

Break it up.

You people are neighbors.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourselves.

Tree-killers. Tree-killers!

Braddock, you want
to sign a complaint?

Damn right, sheriff.

And then I'm gonna
deliver these logs to the mill.

Amy, I'm gonna
have to take you in.

I warned you about breaking
your restraining order.

What about them?
You tell me, huh?

Who's restraining them
from destroying

one of the last virgin forests
in the Pacific Northwest?

My men replant
what they cut, lady.

I want those trees to
grow as much as you do.

So you can cut 'em down again!

A tree farm is not
a forest, Foxworth!

So what do you suggest? That we
just shut down the entire industry?

Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

What about the people
in the towns of this state

who depend on
logging for their survival?

What about the spotted owl?

The marbled murrelets,
the whole damn ecosystem?

I said that's enough.
Amy, get in the car.

Now the rest of you clear out
of here or I'll throw you all in jail!

When are you gonna do something
about that wife of yours, Jack?

I'm not.

That's why we're separated,
remember?

Just let me go.
I can do it, okay?

Well, as if this town
ain't hurtin' enough,

with costs goin' up,
the mill goin' automated.

That lady and her tree-head
cost me two hours.

You tell her next time
she tries to block my truck,

I ain't stoppin'.

Hi, I'm looking
for Amy Chandler.

I just saw her come in.

Yeah, she's with
Sheriff Delaney.

Come on, I'll show you.

Come on, Bill,
where's your guts?

Can't you see
what they're doing?

What they're doing
is perfectly legal.

Since when is murder legal?

Look, we've been
through this before.

What happened to
Lopez was an accident.

Logging is dangerous.

Now, I'm warning you.

One more time and
I'm keeping you here.

Then you better
clean out that cell, Bill,

because until they stop clear-cutting
or you re-open that investigation,

I am going to be
out there every day!

Same old fire.

MacGyver,
what are you doing here?

Oh, guess.

The timber summit.

So I pulled out and
canceled it. So what?

I wouldn't mind knowin' why.

Ask the loggers.

Now, what is that
supposed to mean?

It means I'm tired of waiting
for the system to work

while they keep
strip mining the forest.

Amy...

Amy,

the Phoenix Foundation
worked for months

to put this summit together.
And you supported the idea.

That was before the cover-up.

What cover-up?

Look, not here.
We'll talk at my house.

Come on.

He was killed the day
before yesterday.

And everybody's chalking
it up to an accident.

His name was Lopez.

He was a chokerman up at
the Half Moon Logging Camp.

Anyway, three days ago,
he calls me up out of the blue

and said he might be in danger
because of something he had found out.

He told me he had proof,
that his boss, Foxworth,

was violating his cutting contract
with the Forest Service.

Proof?

Well, that's all he told me.

And then he suddenly
said, "Check out Betsy,"

and he hung up.

Who's Betsy?

I don't know.

And the next morning, I look
in the paper and I find this.

And that's why you
pulled out of the summit?

Don't you get it?

That slimeball Foxworth must have
had him murdered to keep him quiet.

No, it says here,
it was an accident.

It was no accident.

And there's no way I'm
gonna sit down and pow wow

with the animals who did it.

Amy.

Even if you're right
about Lopez,

declaring war on the
loggers is not the answer.

Then what is?

Compromise.

Finding a win-win solution
so they'll listen to you.

And so the hundreds of good,
honest people who depend on logging

don't get wiped out overnight.

You sound just like my husband.

Well, he sounds
like a smart guy.

I'm sorry I never met him.

What happened between you two?

We separated about six months ago.

I guess we couldn't
find a win-win solution.

Tell you what.

I'll reschedule the
summit on one condition.

You help me find out
what happened to Lopez.

Amy, come on.

Look, they still need a
chokerman up at the camp.

You know the work.
No one around here knows you.

I came here to save the summit,
not go undercover.

What kind of summit
is it gonna be

if the loggers are being represented
by criminals with something to hide?

Okay. If I do, you got to promise
to sit down with those loggers

and stop fanning
the fire on this thing.

The loggers won't come.

You just get your people there.

I'll worry about the loggers.

Okay.

It's a deal.

I promise.

Foreman around?

Yeah, that'd be Jack.
Right over there.

Okay, Harry, cinch it down.

You Jack?

Name's MacGyver.

I understand you're
looking for a chokerman.

Chokerman, huh?

You got any experience?

Well, I worked summers as a
rigging slinger back in college.

Now, that was a long time ago.

Chokerman's the most
dangerous job on the line.

I can handle it.

Okay.

Go sign up and get your gear
at the supply shed.

But watch yourself.

Last chokerman didn't.

We had to scrape him off a log.

I'm telling you, Glass,
I've pushed the limit.

You listen to me, Mr. Foxworth.

You're five loads behind

and we're floatin' those logs
offshore tomorrow night.

And I'm telling you,
I've diverted all the logs I can.

Our arrangement was for a
million board feet in whole logs.

Now, that freighter only
has four hours to load them

when it rendezvous
for the pickup.

And I intend to
satisfy my contract.

Look, I've got Forest Service inspectors
crawling all over me since Lopez.

And I've got a lien
on your equipment.

A snap of my fingers
and I own your company.

- Just like the others.
- Now, wait a minute.

The Yakuza have a saying,

"The wind does not
wait for the tree to bend."

I don't like being threatened,
Glass.

And I don't care about
your gangster garbage.

The Yakuza is not garbage,
Foxworth.

It's 1,000 times more deadly
than anything you can imagine.

Can't breathe.

Now, my contract with
them is worth $2 million.

But more important
is my reputation.

So if you do not
hold up your end

and deliver the number
of logs that I require,

I will cut you down
like one of your trees.

Take the next two loads to Glass,
the usual system.

Are you crazy?

The inspector just
checked my tags.

If he checks again on my next load,
he'll know I'm re-using 'em.

You heard me, just do it.

Who's the new man?
Haven't seen him before.

Chokerman. I just hired him.

I'm gonna break him in real good.

I saw that guy at
the sheriff station.

He was there to
see Amy Chandler.

What?

Must be another one of her spies.

What if Lopez told them
something before we killed him?

You take care of those loads.

I'll handle the new chokerman.

Aw, now what's the matter?

Didn't get much
sleep last night?

Come on, man, you're not
wrapping a Christmas present.

Choke it off!

That's lunch.

Better get some grub.
You're gonna need it.

You know, up in Washington?

The environmentalists are
using the Endangered Species Act

to force injunctions
on logging companies.

Them dumb spotted owls again.

I heard a rumor

that timber summit
might be on again.

Couldn't hurt.

I think it stinks.

Those Bambi-lovers are
trying to take away our jobs.

Maybe they just want
the same thing we do.

Oh, yeah? And just
what would that be?

Well, to plan ahead,
work out a compromise.

Before we cut past our options.

I ain't got time
for this sheep dip.

I gotta get these
logs to the mill.

Awful lot of red tape, huh?

Control tags, brands,
marker paint.

You'd be surprised how valuable
these babies are in the wrong hands.

Chaser put the tags on?

No, usually the driver.

The inspector checks 'em?

If he's got time.

And assuming he's here,
which he ain't often.

There's only a handful of
inspectors for the entire state.

Oh, don't mind him.

This summit idea's got
everybody a little edgy.

It's up to all of us
to do something.

So our grandchildren
can know what a forest is.

Yeah.

You can help put up these flyers.

Give them to your friends.

If enough people become
aware of the problem,

maybe we'll finally
see some change.

We need all the
support we can get.

We have to do something.

We have to do something!

Yeah!

This is nuts.

I'll be lucky to get this
shipment put together.

Another one next month
is too big a risk for me.

My Tokyo buyers
are paying three times

the domestic price for the logs.

They have no
interest in your risk.

We've got problems.

MacGyver's been asking questions.

He's been nosing around my tags.

Who?

The new chokerman
who replaced Lopez.

I checked him out.

He works for an outfit
called the Phoenix Foundation.

The ones behind
the timber summit.

Don't worry.
I've got it under control.

Yeah, that's what
you said about Lopez.

I won't stick my neck
out for any more killing.

You'll do what I tell you!

And I'm telling you to
eliminate this problem now.

Or believe me, you'll have
a lot more to worry about

than losing your company.

Mr. Glass, recognize it?

This is what it looks like,
thanks to you log brokers.

Hi, Meg.

I was wondering if you would
put this poster on your front door.

It really tells the story of how the old
growth forests have been wiped out.

Gee, Amy, I don't know.

A lot of my customers
depend on logging for a living.

This might kind of upset them.

You know what I mean.

Wiping out the forest
is what's upsetting, Meg.

I wouldn't eat in a place
with a poster like that.

Nobody supports
your cause here, lady.

Why don't you go out and
save the whales or something?

She's not worth it, Braddock.

No wonder her husband left her.

You can say whatever
you like, Foxworth.

But I'm gonna make
you stop cutting

even if I have to sabotage
your equipment to do it.

Are you sure you
won't put the poster up?

That girl has a violent temper.

I hope she doesn't do something
that gets somebody hurt.

Oh, you look terrible.

Oh, thank you.
But I found Betsy.

Who is she?

She is a truck.

Belongs to a guy named Braddock.

Braddock? He was at the
bowling alley today with Foxworth

and that tree pimp, Glass.

Who's that?

A log broker.

He's been buying up bankrupt
logging outfits all over the state.

You know, come to think of it,
Jack did mention something

about Glass having
a hold on Foxworth.

Jack? Is he the foreman
up at Half Moon?

Yeah.

So since when are you
friendly with a logger?

MacGyver, Jack's my husband.

Oh. Great.

He didn't mention me, did he?

Uh, no.

Not that I care.
I mean, I'm glad it's over.

A logger and an
environmentalist?

Who ever heard of
anything so ridiculous?

Yeah. Right.

Hey, it turns out we
know someone in common.

Yeah?

Yeah. Your wife.

Amy and I went
to school together.

We're old friends.

Yeah, well, it looks to me like
you're more than just old friends.

I saw you together at
her place the other night.

Now, wait a minute, Jack.
Nothing happened.

There's nothing going on.
We're just old friends.

Tell me another one, MacGyver.

You believe what you want,
but it's true.

Matter of fact,

I think she's still
in love with you.

I don't know.

I don't know what's
going on anymore.

I guess Amy and I just let this
logging thing come between us.

Well, it's never too late.

Just a matter of
wantin' to work it out.

All right, go ahead
on the main line.

You know, MacGyver,

while we're being
honest with each other,

Maybe you ought to explain
what you're really doing here.

And why you've been
asking people about Lopez.

Jack!

You guys okay?

You all right?

You all okay?

Jack! MacGyver!

Yeah, we're okay.

They're okay!

I don't get this at all.

Hey, boss, check this out.

What happened?

- Rig snapped.
- Wrong.

I checked this gear
myself this morning.

Look, it's been cut.

It's that crazy
ex-wife of yours, Jack.

She said she'd
sabotage the equipment.

No way!

Hey!

Amy would not
deliberately hurt anyone.

You don't know her as well
as you think you do, Jack.

I heard her threats, too,
at the bowling alley.

Along with a dozen
other townspeople.

No. Amy would not do this.

I'm calling the sheriff.

We're gonna put that lady
behind bars for attempted murder.

I got to be honest, Jack.
Things don't look good.

My men found these in her
cabin after I brought her in.

That's crazy.

And that's not all.

We found these steel
spikes in her van.

One of Frank Green's men
was killed last year

when a spiked tree
tore up their mill saw.

Now come on, Bill.

You know Amy would
never pull a stunt like that.

The hell she wouldn't.

You know, Foxworth, you're
awfully sure of yourself.

You know something we don't?

Look, Amy Chandler started this war,
now she's gotta pay.

And I'm not gonna let her take
the rap for something she didn't do!

And I don't need my own
employees working for the wrong side.

I want you packed and out of
my camp by the end of the day.

That goes for you, too,
MacGyver.

Take it easy, Jack.

Let's just get our stuff.

Who was that?

The man who raised me.

He's head of Yakuza.

It's because of your sloppiness
he comes and questions me.

What are you talking about?

I solved the problem,
set up the girl.

She'll be out on bail making
more trouble before the day is out.

And that Phoenix man
is still walking around.

I fired him and Jack Chandler.

Firing a man is not the
same as eliminating him.

Look, Glass...

No, you look, Foxworth!

You take a good look.

It's called yubitsume.

I made a mistake once.

And to prove my loyalty,
my worth,

I cut off my own finger
while the oyabun watched.

You people are crazy.

No. We are disciplined.

That's why we'll control the entire
logging industry within a few years.

And if anything should go wrong,

if a single log is missing,

I will show you the
way of the Yakuza.

And you will welcome
the shadow of death.

There's nothing
in Lopez' locker.

Then let's check out old Betsy.

Answer somethin' for me.

What's Foxworth's
connection with Glass?

Aw, Glass bailed him out
when he was going bankrupt.

So he could get
his logs from here?

No, no, no. See, Glass only
sells whole logs to Japan,

so he has to fill his orders
from private timber cuts.

But most of the private lands
are all logged out, right?

Which is why the
demand keeps going up.

And why the Japanese will
spend almost anything for logs.

Especially prime
grade like these,

to keep their mills in business.

Well, why doesn't Glass
get his logs from here?

Because he can't.

See, it's illegal to
export whole logs

from public forest service land.

What if Glass found
a way around that?

What do you mean,
like stealing these logs?

Yeah.

Too complicated.

See, even if he
bought off a driver,

he'd still have to get
rid of the control brands,

the marker paint, then
there's the tag receipts.

One of those goes to the scaling station,
one of them to the mill.

Nah.

What if the loads never
reached the scaling station?

And they re-use the tags.

Like these.

Old staple holes.

But the owner controls the tags.

Which means Foxworth's
gotta be a part of it.

Benny, is my rig ready?

All locked down
and ready to go, Braddock.

Jack, get to the sheriff.

Tell him to check with
the scaling stations

and the mills.

See if they got any receipts
for Braddock's loads.

And try and find out where
Glass could hide stolen logs.

If Braddock is avoiding the scales,

chances are it's somewhere
in the opposite direction.

What about you?

I'm gonna hitch a ride with Braddock.

I am telling you, Delaney,

we don't have time
for all this red tape.

And I told you, I can't
go charging in on Glass

just because you
think he might be dirty.

Now, you just stay here.

I'll call and check
on those receipts.

- Hey, Will.
- Hey, Jack.

Amy's lawyer's in with her.

Bond's posted.
She'll be out soon.

Oh, good.

Uh, listen, could
you do me a favor?

Could you find out what
properties Glass owns in the area?

It's, uh, kinda urgent.

I'll see what I can do.

There you go.

The only place that Glass
owns in this part of the state

is Cal Harding's old saw mill.

Cal Harding?

I thought he was fighting
the bank for his place.

Glass bought him out.
About a month ago.

Thanks, Will. I owe you one.

Thanks for your help, Howard.
I'll give you a call later.

Hi, Amy.

What are you doing here?

You were right, Jack.

The scaling station
hasn't had a single receipt

from Braddock in
the last two weeks.

What are you talking about?

MacGyver thinks that Braddock
has been smuggling logs to Glass.

I knew it!
Didn't I tell you, Bill?

But now he's hitched a ride
on Braddock's truck

and if my hunch is right,

he's going to be at
Cal Harding's old place.

So, come on. Let's go.

Now hold it right there.

Nobody's going anywhere
till I get a proper warrant.

Oh, that could take forever.

It'll take two hours.

I'll go find a judge.

You two stay put, understand?

This could be it. I can prove
what's been going on.

- Amy!
- I'm not waiting.

Amy, slow down.

This could be dangerous.

He's right.

I always told you
she's trouble, Jack.

You should have left while
you still had the chance.

No, the freighter
made its offshore pick-ups

in Alaska and Washington
exactly on schedule.

You can tell our friends in
Tokyo that I expect my money

as soon as they confirm
the logs on board.

No, this is the last load,
this month.

The shipment will be
going directly to Japan.

What is this?

I found them snooping around.

What about the guy
from the Phoenix Foundation?

Didn't see him.

MacGyver's the least of your worries.

The sheriff knows we're here.

When he shows up,
you're history.

Not when he learns how you broke in
and sabotaged my equipment.

Unfortunately, you
had a little accident.

Stop!

Jack!

Hold her hands
so I can tie her up.

Let go! Let go of me!

Recycling happens to be one
of your concepts I agree with.

Put them on the conveyor.

You can't do this!

Watch me.

You. Get up.

I told you to get up.

Come on. Come on.

Come on!

Hey!

We intercepted this log boom
halfway out, sheriff.

Uh, Coast Guard reports
boarding the Kogo Maru.

She was crammed full of logs.

Roger, Will.

Well, I'd say that
just about does it.

Nice work, sheriff.

It would have been a lot easier
if you'd listened to me

instead of taking the
law into your own hands.

Don't blame Jack.
It was my fault.

I guess that's my problem.
I act before I think.

Maybe it is time I start listening
to what other people have to say.

And try and work things out.

Maybe if we stop making
short-term demands,

We can find some
long-term solutions.

What do you think about
bringing this new-found philosophy

to a timber summit, huh?

I made you a promise, MacGyver.

I'm ready to sit down with the
loggers whenever they want.

I'll get 'em there.

How about tomorrow night,
at town hall?

You got a date.

I argued it was my father's
and they finally agreed.

Come, we'll go to his classroom.

Maria,

your father was a
brilliant archaeologist.

How do you expect to
find something he couldn't?

I don't know. But I have to try.

Will you listen to me?

Your father was murdered
in those mountains.

I don't want to have to come back
to Peru for another funeral, okay?

MacGyver,

yesterday as I stood and watched
them lower his coffin into the grave,

I promised myself that
his dream would be fulfilled.

The people of Peru are starving.

My father believed that the treasure
of Manco could be worth billions.

Billions, that the government
could use to stabilize the economy.

It could provide food,
housing, education,

for every child in Peru.

I want his dream
to become a reality.

He chased that dream for 15 years
and it cost him his life.

And I don't want his death to
be for nothing. Don't you see?

Maria.

Believe me, I understand
what you're going through.

But you have
got to face reality.

15 years of reality.

The treasure of Manco
could very well be just a myth.

My father believed it exists.
I believe.

And Enrique murdered him for
his journal, so he must believe, too.

Now, see, that's the part
I can't understand.

Why? Because we all
went to school together?

Because he has an
American education?

No, MacGyver,

Enrique is not the man
you used to go skiing with.

He's a mountain rebel who
murdered my father for his journal.

He wants to use Manco's treasure

to pay for his
bloody revolution.

If that's true, if.

Then Enrique is still in
those mountains somewhere.

So is Manco's treasure.

This is why my father
believed the treasure exists.

14 months ago,
he led an expedition

to the 16th century site of a
conquistador's encampment.

A Spanish general's grave

had been uncovered by a
landslide after heavy rain.

This was found.

Along with a number of other
Incan artifacts buried with him.

The legend says that
the great chief, Manco

presented the headpiece
symbolizing the Garden of Gold

to the one chosen
as its protector.

And your father,

he believed this
is the same one?

He spent months
studying the symbols,

making diagrams in his journal.

He believed that this headpiece

is the key to finding
the treasure of Manco.

Oh, I love this kind of stuff.

Enough to help me
fulfill my father's dream?

Where do we start?

At the place where my father
and his guide were murdered.

Well, looks like
the end of the road.

Capitan Diaz commands
the military post here.

He found the bodies.
We'll start with him.

Maria!

That's Ramon, the
son of my father's guide.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Ramon.

I'm sorry about your father.

Maria tells me you're
going to be our guide.

I have taken my father's place,
Señor MacGyver.

There's no one better.

I'm sure there's not.

I'll bring some
horses from my home.

We can get started right away.

But first we must see Capitan Diaz.
We can leave at first light tomorrow.

But he has not been able to
find where Enrique's hiding.

Well, we're not here
looking for Enrique.

It's the military's job
to bring him in.

Not if I find him first.

Ramon, our fathers
shared the same dream.

To help the people of Peru.

We're here to finish
what they began.

It's not about revenge, Ramon.

I will be here at sunrise.

And don't worry, Señor MacGyver,

I won't involve you in any
of my own personal interests.

He is young. His pain is deep.

Be patient with him.

Yeah, sure.

Let's go find Capitan Diaz.

My men found their bodies
here on this meseta.

Enrique's guerrilla's had
shot them in their sleep.

Now, captain,
just out of curiosity,

why are you so sure it was
Enrique's men who killed them?

Well, we found the bullets
matched those taken

from a captured guerrilla's weapon.

But you are here to, what,
investigate the murders?

No, no. To continue
my father's quest

for the Garden of Gold.

Ah.

I had, uh, great admiration

for the purpose of your
father's work, Maria,

but I have to think you
are wasting your time

chasing a treasure
that does not exist.

We have the object
of my father's research.

The proof that
the treasure exists.

We will find it.

She is like her father,
full of spirit.

I wish you both well.

You will stay tonight
as my guests here?

My father believed
that the headpiece

was the key to finding
the Garden of Gold.

Did he talk about these symbols,
what they might have meant?

Yes.

He was particularly
interested in what he called

"The steps to the condor."

"The steps to the condor," huh?

And what about these two cats?

Did he say anything about them?

I remember
transcribing for him once.

He was trying to
reconcile the symbols

with what he called, "El lugar
de la vision infinita de Manco."

Whoa. What?

Manco's place
of infinite vision.

Place of infinite vision.

MacGyver?

Maria.

What are you doing here?

I think we've been kidnapped.
What do you think?

Murderer!

I heard of your
father's death, Maria.

I have also heard that the
military has blamed it on me.

It is not true.

Oh, you expect me
to take your word?

Just like that?

It is all I have, my word.

And it is as good as when
we were friends in school.

Nothing has changed.

No, I'd say a lot has changed.

I am the same man you
knew before, MacGyver.

No.

The Enrique I knew
worked things out.

He had a real thing
about violence.

And I still do.

But sometimes an evil
and corrupted government

cannot be changed from within.

That is why I fight them
from these mountains.

- And when the people have...
- Oh, stop it!

Stop your high and mighty
justification for killing innocent people.

I fight the government, Maria.
The corrupt ones like Diaz.

And I did not kill your father.

He was my teacher. I loved him.

You are a liar.

Why?

Why do you think I killed him?

Because he was close to
finding Manco's treasure.

There is no treasure.

We have proof.

We have the
protector's headpiece.

You believe what you
want to believe, Maria.

I believe that you killed
my father for his journal.

And I demand you
give it to me now!

I can see that my
words are not enough.

But they are all I have.

I am sorry, my friends,
that you do not believe me.

Well, you know, kidnapping your
friends does make you a little suspect.

We are at war here, MacGyver.

For all my men knew,
you were C.I.A.

or another cocaine trafficker
here to cash in.

Cash in? You're the one
who wants to cash in.

You want to use the treasure
to fund your bloody revolution.

That's why you killed my father.

Your mind is made up.

There is nothing
left for us to discuss.

So?

Now what?

So now you are free to go.

I will miss our friendship.

Luna.

You make an early start.

Even after your
adventure last night.

We still have to accomplish
what we came for.

Ah, yes, so you do.

You know, it is a wonder
you were not killed.

Women and foreigners are not known
to be popular with the rebeldes.

Well, they were
just a little curious.

Guess we got lucky, huh?

Very lucky.

These gnats that buzz
about the mountains

can be dangerous.

But my patrols are on
their trail, we will find them.

Watch yourselves
out there, my friends.

If I had been face to face with Enrique,
I'd have killed him on the spot.

I thought we had
that settled yesterday.

Enrique lied to you.

If we find that treasure,
he will be close by to kill us for it.

But I will kill him first.

All right, listen up, Ramon.

I don't buy into guns
or vigilante justice.

Now, I can't tell you not to defend
yourself the best you know how.

But I can tell you that that
ache in your gut to kill Enrique

is dulling your senses.

And you'd better
get a hold of it,

before you do
something you regret.

Now let's go.

I understand what
he feels, MacGyver.

Yeah, well, so do I.

But that doesn't make it right.

This is it.

This is the meseta
where they were killed.

Kind of a strange place
to make camp.

No protection from the wind.

It would be hard
to keep a fire going.

My father was too experienced
to camp on a meseta

with exposure like this.

The view is beautiful.

Simply incredible.

Well, that could be it.

What?

Well, maybe they
were here for the view.

Place of infinite vision?

Yes.

"El lugar de la
vision infinita."

Yeah, see this?

See the lines under the two cats?

Mountains?

Yeah, I'd say so.

Take a look.

See those two peaks?

They kinda look like a couple
of stretched out cats, don't they?

Those two peaks are
called Los Dos Pumas.

My father and his father before him
have used them as landmarks.

Ramon,

are there any Inca ruins
between here and those two peaks?

One. Uh, my father
called it Sarra Yahta.

But it's small.

It's insignificant compared to
the other ruins on these mountains.

MacGyver, you're right.

This is why our fathers were here.

They took the headpiece.

Those were not the army uniforms.

Those were Enrique's men.

I told Enrique about
the headpiece last night.

He only let us go so his men
could follow us and steal it.

I will find him!

Just take it easy, Ramon.
Don't press your luck.

They will lead me to Enrique
and I will avenge my father's murder.

No, more than likely,
you'll just get yourself killed.

We can't just let them
get away with it.

If Enrique finds the treasure he'll
use it to pay for his bloody revolution.

We'll get the headpiece back, okay?

But we'll do it my way.
You got that?

Sí.

As long as your way
brings results, Señor.

Capitan!

The guerrillas were met here
by more horses.

They rode off together,
that way.

Well, let's get a better look.

Enrique sent his men to
do his dirty work for him.

Enrique has the headpiece.

Let me see.

You finally know for yourself.

You can see proof of
what he has become.

I always believed him.

Because you
wanted to believe him.

What do we do now?

Well, we'll get the
headpiece back

but we'll wait till after dark.

Ramon, I...

Ramon?

Are you nuts?

Hurry!

I thought you detested guns,
MacGyver.

I shot you.

Maria and MacGyver are
not responsible for what I did.

I see.

And what a brave,
young man you are.

You are also foolish.
And a bad shot.

Let them go!

You have me to execute
for shooting you, Enrique.

And what a prize you are, huh?

You have the
protector's headpiece.

And you still have your life.

So go. Find the treasure.
Take it.

But do not harm Ramon for this.

The murder of our father should
be enough for your revenge.

You are as blind as
this boy is brash, Maria.

Again, I did not kill your father.

Come with me.

MacGyver,

are these the men
who attacked you?

Yep.

Luna!

These are not my men.

They are soldiers.

Members of Captain Diaz's
death squad.

We captured them on the trail.

Along with your
precious headpiece, Maria.

We have made a terrible mistake.

But I was so sure.

I don't know what to say.

You might start with an apology

after I get done with mine.

I doubted you, Enrique.

I'm sorry.

This conflict of ours

does many terrible things
to all of us.

I'm sorry, Enrique.

I'm so sorry.

So if there is
anything to the legend,

this ruin must play
into it somehow.

This symbol here,

I've seen it at the ruin.

Can you show us?

Yes, it's just over there.

Near the cliffs.

Look. The symbols are identical.

Well, it looks like
a lid of some kind.

Ramon, give me a hand,
see if we can slide this over.

Hold on, hold on.

I can't see the bottom.

It's a long way down.

A long way.

What is it?

Well, it might be a well.

No steps, no condor.

I guess this doesn't fit
into the puzzle.

What are you talking about?

Condor? Steps?

No, no. Take a look.

See? Steps
leading down to a condor.

Condors nest where
no one can find them.

In the face of a cliff.

It's worth a look.

We've got steps here.

Looks like they continue down.

A condor!

It's exactly like the headpiece.

I don't believe this.

It sounds hollow behind there.

Yeah, looks like
it's been sealed, too.

This is it!

This is Manco's Garden of Gold.

Look.

But I see no gold here.

Enrique.

Spanish?

16th century.

We're 400 years too late.

Does that mean something to you?

It's a keep book. The Inca
method of bookkeeping.

These knots probably record
how much gold was in here.

Seeds?

I've planted many fields,

but I've never
seen seeds like this.

All right, wait a minute.

There's something real strange
going on here.

The Incas sealed this place
after the Conquistadors looted it.

That's right.
That would make no sense.

Unless there's still
something of value here.

Look. Here.

It's the same Inca goddess
on the headpiece.

Except, the mouth is
different on this one.

Let me see that headpiece.

I bet you that guard was
protecting something a little bigger.

What if this was a door?

And the headpiece

is the key.

It's opening, MacGyver!

Wow.

These jars must be filled with gold!

Gracias, amigos.

I would never have gotten
this far without all of you.

I am in your debt.

Get down from there.
Both of you.

You killed my father, you pig!

Your father refused
to cooperate.

Perhaps you have
more sense than he did?

Now,

let us see how much gold
there is in Manco's garden.

My father would not
have told you anything.

How do you know
about the Garden of Gold?

Because he was thoughtful
enough to put it in writing.

But his journal was meaningless!

Until you provided us
with the headpiece.

The gold of Manco
belongs to the people!

400 years ago, perhaps.

But today, it is mine.

Seeds.

Seeds.

Where is the gold?

Seeds, seeds, seeds!

Seeds.

Why would they go through
all this trouble for seeds?

Well obviously, capitan,

you're not up on
your Inca history.

Perhaps, you would like
to give me a quick lesson.

Well, uh, unless I miss
my guess here,

this idol represents
the great god,

Quintano.

Quintano?

So what about it?
Where is my gold?

Well, now, see,
that's the tricky part.

Quintano was the
Inca god of the fields.

To show respect
they brought him gold.

Tons of it.

So what does that
have to do with seeds?

Well, think about it.

The Spaniards burned their crops

and ran the Incas
into these mountains.

So, they brought their seeds
to Quintano to protect them.

Until the Spanish were gone.

Then, they could
replant their fields.

Yes. It makes perfect sense.

And explains the well.

What well?

There's an altar up top
with a big hole in the ground.

We thought it
was a well at first,

but obviously it
was a depository.

A gold depository?

Yeah, you bet.

See, Diaz, uh, the
Incas had this... this big...

this big Quintano dance.

And they'd throw all this
gold down in the hole.

Which has got to be
behind here, somewhere.

Now, how do we get behind it?

Well, the priests had to
have some way to get it out.

Then I recommend you find it.

I'll tell you what, Diaz,

you let these people go,
I'll see what I can do.

No, no, no, no, señor.

You will find my gold

or you will watch
them die, one by one,

starting with that one.

You win.

An excellent choice.

Well?

What do you see? What is it?

Didn't the legend of
Quintano say something about

his golden words
of enlightenment?

Yes.

That's right.

I wonder...

What does it look like I'm doing
right here, standing like this?

Looks like you are
waiting for something.

An offering of gold.

Maybe.

Well, stand on it,
put your weight to it!

We found it.

It's here!

I'll need a little more weight
to get it all the way open.

Somebody else want
to stand on that arm?

You do it. Get up here.

Move it!

We're really gonna
have to push hard.

Just like Mammoth.

Both of you,
put your full weight to it.

It's not working. Push harder!

More, keep pushing. Come on.

It's coming.

The gold is coming.

It's coming!

Enrique, watch out!

Gracias, Ramon!

Well, I think we can all be grateful
to Manco and his grain elevator here.

So, the treasure of Manco
isn't a garden of gold.

It's a garden of corn.

How did you know
it would do that?

It was just a matter of seeing
what the Inca held most precious.

Here, take a look.

See there?

Stalks of corn and plants.

Yeah, when I saw all these
seeds stored around here,

I finally realized
what this place

and that well up top
was all about.

A giant silo.

So the Incas were planning
on replanting their crops.

Where did you come up
with this god, "Quintano"?

I never heard of him.

Gene Quintano.

He was our old ski coach
from Mammoth.

He took us up to
the cornice once.

Almost got us killed trying
to out-run an avalanche.

But we did it.

I think we did it again.

I will see that Diaz
and his death squad

are escorted to Lima

as soon as the government
agrees to a public trial.

Well, when Maria and
Ramon present their case,

I don't think they'll be
in a position to refuse.

Only this time, we will make
our accusations with facts.

Right, Ramon?

You can be sure of that, Maria.

Just don't lose that
wonderful fire of commitment.

Either of you.

What about your commitment?

I'm going to try it your way,
my friend.

As you said,

these seeds that you
are going to test for us

Could be an extinct
species of food plant.

Maybe Manco's treasure will
feed the people of Peru after all.

Seeds of change. I like it.

I'm finished, Henderson.
Through.

You're not through until
I tell you you're through.

I own you.

I'm not fixing another race.

Hey, careful.

I worked nine months
on this, you jerk.

This jerk is going to the police.

You're not going anywhere.

Give me that.

Hey, that's enough.

Hey, turn it off.

Let go!

You killed him.

Would you rather be in jail?

Dad?

Dad, are you okay?

What's goin' on?

Let's get out of here.

Hey, Dad?

Dad.

Dad!

Dad?

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, dear God.

You are a nightmare,
you know that.

First you blow off
a week of my life

huntin' up cheap pottery in every
tourist trap from Tampico to Tijuana,

then you just
about get us killed.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe you would dump

my entire life savings
all over the Sierra Madre.

I had to dump the cargo

or we'd have ended up
scattered all over Mexico.

Oh, come on, Mac,
it was just a little downdraft.

We weren't that close
to the trees.

I had the situation
completely under control.

Hey, Jack, it's Morris.
Remember me?

I have one thing to say to you.

It's my money or your head. Get it?

Sorry, Morris.
My entire investment

is on top of a mountain
in a million pieces!

I could have made a
killing with those pots.

Yuppies eat that stuff up.

Jack, it's Jenny.

Hey Mac, it's Jenny Larson.

I've been trying to reach you
and MacGyver for days.

There's no answer
at his place either.

Jack, Dad's been killed.

Kyle's dead.

The police said it
was an accident.

But, I don't know,
I'm not convinced.

I found something
I want MacGyver to see.

I don't know what it is.

Oh, I hope you hear this.

Please, I really need your help.

I can't believe it. Kyle!

Let's go.

Oh, am I glad to see you guys.

We just got the message.
Sorry it wasn't sooner.

Hi, hon.

You okay?

I know I'm still in shock,

I mean, I can't believe he's gone.

What happened?

He got kicked in
the head by a horse.

The police said it
was a freak accident.

But I know there's
got to be more to it.

I mean, all the horses
were goin' crazy that night.

All right, take it easy, Jen.

You said on the phone you had
something you wanted me to see?

Oh, yeah, when I was
mucking out the stall,

I found this.

Looks like part of a crystal radio.

Does that mean anything to you?

Well, not yet.

You wanna show me
where you found it?

Yeah.

When I got here and found Dad,

the stalls were
banged up like this.

I just had this deep feeling
somebody was with him.

Who'd want Kyle dead?

George Henderson, that's who.

That scum started
ruining our lives

the minute dad got
involved with him.

How did Kyle hook up with him?

Oh, the bank was
threatening to foreclose.

So Dad went to
Henderson for money,

which he lent him.

Before we knew what happened,
he had us backed into a corner.

As of tomorrow, he takes
possession of Smoke Creek Farm.

The land, the stock, everything.

Can he do that?

You bet he can.

He bought our mortgage from the bank
and used that as leverage against Dad

to make him do
whatever he wanted.

I've talked to every
lawyer in town

and they said there's nothing
I can do to stop him.

Uh, Jenny, back up a second.

What did Henderson want
your dad to do for him?

Jenny?

Ever since Dad got
mixed up with Henderson,

I started seeing a
big change in him.

I mean, he began drinking.
He became irritable.

Distant.

So I confronted him, and

he told me he had fixed a
couple of races for Henderson.

Hey, I couldn't believe it either.

So we talked it out.

And then he started to cry.

I'd never seen my dad cry before,
not even when Mom died.

So he promised me that he
would deal with Henderson.

Put a stop to it and
turn him in to the police.

Did he?

He planned on telling
Henderson where to go

the night that he was killed.

Did Kyle tell you how
they fixed the races?

No.

But I think it had something
to do with Jenny's Chance.

Henderson tried to buy him from me
and I told him to get lost.

And then he showed up at Dad's
funeral with the foreclosure papers.

I mean, can you believe it?

This guy's a real vulture.

Jenny,

the night Kyle was killed,

did you see or hear anything

that might have spooked
all these guys?

No, I heard the
horses goin' crazy.

And... And by the time I got down
to the barn, they were all calm.

And Dad was dead.

Well, from the
looks of the stalls,

I'd say all the horses
went crazy.

Except this one.

Well, big fella, did you miss out
on all the action, huh?

No, Jenny's Chance was here.

He just doesn't spook as easy
as the other horses.

Why is that?

He's deaf.

He has been since he was
a colt from an ear infection.

That might explain it.

What?

Well, this thing looks like
some kind of micro speaker.

From the size of it, I'd say it put
out a pretty high-pitched sound.

Let's see what happens.

It's got to be an
ultrasonic signal.

You mean like a dog whistle?

Yeah.

Well, if a jockey carried
something like that into a race,

he could throw off
the other horses.

Or use it to drive them
wild in a stable.

That's it.

Henderson did it, he killed him.

It's possible.

But it's gonna be
kind of tough to prove.

What now, compadre?

Well, we find out everything
we can about George Henderson.

What's the good news, Mick?
You get it fixed yet?

We'll know in a minute.

It's close. I got 30,000
cycles per second,

but only 20 decibels.
We need 80.

Well, let's get it done.

I still got $1 million worth of
Lucky Charlie's money to launder.

All right, George.
But it takes time, you know.

We're all out of time.

The next race is Saturday.

And I take over the farm
and the horse tomorrow.

- I want this thing workin'.
- Right.

As soon as I fed the name
George Henderson

into the FBI computer,

All the bells and
whistles went off.

He's wanted?

No, not yet,
but his file is red-flagged.

Wiretap evidence from an
FBI sting operation indicates

that he's been hired
to launder $1.5 million,

by a Cuban drug lord who
calls himself Lucky Charlie.

Pete?

Ah, Collin. Come on in.

Uh, MacGyver, Dalton,
Collin Yarborough, FBI.

- Hi. Sorry about your friend.
- Hi.

Thanks.

Pete was tellin' us about
the money connection

between Henderson
and Lucky Charlie.

Yeah, some of the marked
money we've been looking for

has turned up at
several racetracks.

When Pete told me you'd tied
Henderson to a race-fixing scam,

I got real interested.

Why was the money marked?

It was part of a flash fund
we used in a sting operation

on Lucky Charlie in Miami.

Only we were the
ones who got stung.

Ouch. $1.5 million of
Uncle Sam's money,

I'd hate to be the G-man
in charge of that fiasco.

You're lookin' at him.

And if I don't recover it soon,

I'm gonna be sweeping
out the file room.

Well, there has got to be some way
to slam the lid on both these guys.

How does a drug dealer from
Florida wind up playin' footsie

with a California loan
shark like Henderson?

From what we can tell,
they've never met.

Charlie keeps a
very low profile.

He layers himself
behind middlemen.

They set up a deal with
Henderson on the phone

and they smuggle the
money to him somehow.

Did you happen to record
Charlie's voice on that wiretap?

Yeah, sure. Why?

Well, you want Lucky Charlie
and your money back

and we want proof that
Henderson killed Kyle.

You have a plan, Mac.
Where do we start?

Voice lessons, Jack.

I am looking for
George Henderson.

You found him.

Oh, how do you do, sir?

I understand you are
the new owner here.

Uh, my name is Boyle,
Harry Boyle.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'm in the
market for a horse.

One horse in particular.

Jenny's Chance.

Oh, is that right?

Yes, sir.

I saw that horse run at
Hacienda Downs last month,

and I just dearly loved the way

that horse cut right
on through the pack.

Like he'd had somewhere to go.

That horse could be a
valuable asset to my business.

What business is that?

Acquisitions.

Show him, Jules.

$200,000.

Cash.

On the nose, you might say.

You know, my father
always told me

never sell to an anxious buyer.

And I always
listen to my father.

Jenny's Chance is
not for sale, Mr. Boyle.

You will find, sir,
that I am a man

who gets what he wants.

Whatever it takes.

My offer is good for 24 hours.

You can reach me at a new
little cafe on West 5th Street

called the Derby Grill.

Now I suggest that you
think on my offer.

Real hard.

You have yourself
a nice day now.

Who was that?

Some high roller by
the name of Harry Boyle.

Yeah?

He tried to buy Jenny's Chance
for $200,000, in cash.

You're kidding.
That's twice what he's worth.

I want you to tail him,
see what he's up to.

He's probably
headed for this place

called the Derby Grill,
on West 5th.

All right.

I think they took the bait.

Come on.

I can't wait to get
my shot at this guy.

You'll get it. Wait for my cue.

Gotcha!

Ah,

well, all right.

The place looks great. Good.

I'll see how the crew's
doing in the cash room.

Okay.

Positions, everybody.

We have a live one coming.

- You ready for this?
- You bet I am.

It's way too big, Dexter.

The track stewards would
spot that thing a mile away.

Look, you may know horses
but I know electronics.

I'm telling you it can't be done.

Look, I am not payin'
you two to argue.

Tell that to your
so-called expert.

Look lady,

the device you're talkin'
about is impossible.

Look.

See?

To generate enough power
for an ultrasonic signal,

you need a power source
the size of a shoebox.

I'm tellin' you,
technically it's impossible.

Now you listen to me, Dexter.

And you get this through
that egg head of yours.

If I don't have that gizmo
by race time on Saturday,

I stand to lose a client
worth $6 million!

And that would make me very angry.

Now you don't want
to make me angry,

do you, Dexter?

No, sir.

Even if he comes up with it,
we still need Jenny's chance.

Now, lookie here, little girl,

you take care of the ridin',

and I will take care
of gettin' the horse, okay?

First of all, I am
not your little girl,

and second, you wouldn't
have even heard of this deal

if I hadn't handed it to you
on a silver platter.

Don't you talk to me like that.

Okay, okay, you guys.

Come on, it's almost post time
at Hialeah. Let's go downstairs.

Dexter!

Henderson, it's Mick.

Listen, you aren't
gonna believe this.

I tailed Boyle to this diner.

Uh, it looks like a
front for something.

And, uh, you wanna
guess who's here with him?

Jenny Larson.

What?

What's she doin' with Boyle?

She's made some
kind of deal with him.

Her old man must
have told her everything.

You mean they know we fix races?

Well, they have to.

Boyle's even got some geek

tryin' to build an
ultrasonic signal generator.

Keep an eye on the place.
I'll be right over.

Yeah. I'm... I'm parked
in the lot across the street.

I'll meet you there.

The hook is in.

Hola, it's me.

You're on, Jack.

Sí, señor.

You idiot!

I'm gettin' ready to leave
and you park behind me.

Who do you think you are?

Who do you think I am,
Señor Henderson?

How many cubanos are you
laundering $1.5 million for?

Charlie? Lucky Charlie?

Not so lucky no more.
I've been on the run for a week.

The police, they chase me
all across the country.

I have to have you launder
the rest of my money fast.

I have to have
it Saturday night.

That's tomorrow.

Look... Look, I, uh,
cleaned $500,000 so far.

And like I told
you on the phone,

I'm gonna need at
least another 6 weeks

to launder the other million

without tippin' off the feds.

No good. I sail for Brazil on Sunday.

I want my money.

I'll have it for you here
in the mornin'.

But you're not gonna
get far with dirty cash.

Do you think you are the only one
who can clean dirty money, amigo?

Maybe you are not the hotshot
you think you are, Henderson.

A man should know
his competition.

If you no can do the job,
I know someone who can do it.

I will be back mañana.

You will have my money,
or I will have your head.

Comprende?

The big fish himself
is headed for the net.

I just got a surprise visit
from Lucky Charlie.

Lucky Charlie, here?
What does he want?

His money, what do you think?

He's acting like somebody can
do the job for him better than me.

So what do we do next?

I'd say right about now they're
trying to figure out what to do next.

Oh, what they
need is information.

And be careful.

We got to find out exactly
what this Harry Boyle is up to.

That's the geek
I told you about.

He's as good a
place to start as any.

- Take the wheel.
- All right.

Let's talk.

That's a gun.

And that's a car. Move it.

The quicker you cooperate,

the easier it's gonna be on you.

Now get in here.

Quit it, quit it.

Hey, no, leave that alone.
It's mine!

Uh-huh.

What kind of scheme

is your boss cookin'
up with Jenny Larson?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

No?

Boyle comes to me and he
tries to buy Jenny's Chance,

and all of a sudden he's very
chummy with Jenny Larson.

And you, he gets you workin'
on some ultrasonic gizmo.

Like this?

Wow.

That's it?

Well, how'd you miniaturize
the power source to get it...

Never mind.

Come on, come on, come on.

No way. You can't make me.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. Ow!

Quit it!

Get in there.

Come on, you guys.

I'm allergic. I got hay fever.

Get me out of here.

Tell me what Boyle's up to.

No. Now get me out of here.

Quit it!

Quit it!

Talk to me, Dexter.

Harry will kill me
if I talk to you.

I'll kill you if you don't.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Get me out of here!

Hurry!

All right, what's the deal between
Jenny Larson and your boss?

All I know is they need a
miniaturized ultrasonic device

to fix horse races, okay?

Only you couldn't pull it off.

So maybe I'm not into
audio electronics, all right?

I'm strictly into
mainframe systems,

program development.

What kind of program development?

Computers.

I designed the computer systems
for Mr. Boyle's gambling joint.

Gambling?

Harry Boyle's a bookie?

Jeez.

Calling Harry Boyle a bookie

is like calling Las Vegas
a truck stop in the desert.

So what's this system?

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

My computer's patched into
a pari-mutuel satellite network

that's linked to over
1,000 bookie joints

from Vegas to Atlantic City.

You wouldn't believe
the action Harry handles.

It's... It's phenomenal.

Where is this place?

It's in the basement
of the Derby Grill.

I wanna see this place myself.

Let's pay Harry Boyle a visit.

All right, okay, but tell me you're
not going to tell Harry I told you.

Don't. Quit it!

Okay, they're back.
Let's go. Look alive.

- All right people, let's go.
- All right.

Take your places, everybody.

- All set in here?
- You bet.

Good.

All right?

Good.

Wait a minute,
what about screen number 3?

Is that malfunctioning or what?

We're workin' on it.

Well, come on, let's go.

Screen number 3,
check it out, guys.

- Roll the tape.
- Yeah.

As they streak for the stretch...

Good.

Jenny.

It's time for you
to get out of sight.

You'll be able to see everything
quite clearly through the mirror.

Oh, I can't wait to see the
look on Henderson's face.

Let's go.

Now they're inside
the final 16th of a mile,

And Cugee is crawling
away from the field.

You better make
this good, Dalton.

No hay problema, hombre.

I've got that gringo eating
out of my hand, man.

Hmm.

Chocaholic is right alongside there

stride for stride.

Chocaholic on the outside,

Gilly's Hope on the inside.

Take your pick, it's Chocaholic
now in front by a head,

And Gilly's Hope on the rail.

Now it's Chocaholic,
pulling away.

And the winner is Chocaholic.

So, as you can see, Charles,

I have taken bettin'
out of the stone age.

Technology.

That is the wave of the future.

I'm impressed.

Henderson!

Dexter!

What in the hell is goin' on?

It wasn't my idea.

They made me bring 'em.

I don't like to have my
business interrupted, Henderson.

This is my business.

You already made a deal with me.

Harry Boyle say he
have a better deal.

He not just launder my money,
he turn into millions more.

Harry Boyle is all talk,
without my horse.

His horse?

What do horse
have to do with this?

Oh,

Henderson does
have a special horse,

That he can use to fix races.

But he does not have a system

to launder your money overnight.

Let's all take a look
at this system of yours.

- Dexter!
- What?

Show him.

Okay.

You're lookin' at over
a gigabyte of memory

with 6 parallel processors
for systems monitoring.

And what's your C.P.U. speed?

Up to a 150 million operations

per second.

All the fancy hardware
in the world isn't gonna

let you bet $1 million
on a single race

without blowin' the odds.

Mine does.

I feed the wagers into
the pari-mutuel network

one nanosecond
before betting closes.

That way the odds don't change
and nobody is the wiser.

Meanwhile, we send our dirty cash
to a central depository in Chicago.

Within 24 hours,
it will be distributed

in payoffs all over the country,

While we rake in nice,
clean cash from the losers.

That's not gonna work
unless you can guarantee

that Jenny's Chance
wins the race tomorrow.

And you can't do
that without me.

What do you think the
morning line on this horse,

Jenny's Chance, going to be?

At least 6 to 1.

That means my million becomes...

$6 million overnight.

Caramba.

Put the other $500,000
you cleaned already.

Make the bet $1.5 million.

That'll make your
total winnings $9 million.

And that's not gonna work
without my horse

and my ridin' prop.

Well, have you found a crooked
jockey who will use that thing yet?

I'll find one in plenty of time.

Well, I have one already.

Jenny Larson.

And she will only ride for me.

Without me,

she's not gonna
have a horse to ride.

Oh, lookie here now.

Are you suggestin' a partnership?

Either that or

we all walk away from
here with empty pockets.

Well, we don't have
much choice then, do we?

All right, Henderson,
you are in.

We will split the fee,

50-50.

See you tomorrow,

post time.

Just remember, amigos.

If you double-cross me,

there will be no place
you can hide. Comprende?

So Henderson's falling for it,
hook, line, and sinker.

I love it. What a team.

Well, they're not in the bag yet.

Not until we get a confession
and that money back.

Well, how will you know
it's the marked money?

Well, I rigged an ultraviolet
scanner into the money counter.

It should feed the serial
numbers into the computer.

So once we have that,
then we just have to trick him

into confessing he killed Dad, right?

Bad news, people.

We got trouble.

Big trouble.

What do you mean?
What trouble?

It's all over the news.

It happened too fast
for us to put a lid on it.

...north of Chinatown,
where police have cordoned off

a 16-block radius
in the city's core.

The incident began
less than an hour ago

when infamous drug lord
Carlos Rodriguez and his lieutenant

were surrounded by police
and federal agents at the airport...

They caught the
real Lucky Charlie?

Wrong. He got away.

Oh, no.

We caught his man, Valdez,
at the airport, but he's not talking.

...a public parking lot when
Rodriguez fled in a stolen vehicle.

Police pursued in
a high-speed chase,

which ended in a fiery crash.

Rodriguez, known in the
underworld as Lucky Charlie,

lived up to his name,
as he fled on foot,

though apparently wounded.

Oh, it'll be in all the papers.

Henderson's bound to see this.

We can't blow it now,
we're so close.

What can we do to
keep them on the hook?

That's a good question.

Well, we can't give up.

It'll be a major risk to
stay with the plan now.

Well, we've taken bigger risks.

Haven't we?

You heard the news?

The feds nailed me at the
airport when I met Valdez.

We've got to move fast.

I figured you'd say that.

- You got my money?
- It's all here.

What's goin' on here?

That is a question we
would all like answered.

Amigo.

Who is this guy?

My name is Carlos Rodriguez.

Sometimes I am called Lucky Charlie.

You have some explaining to do, señor.

Let's hear it, Charlie.

Let's start with your real name.

Are you loco?
You think this clown is me?

This clown will cut
the truth out of you.

Okay, okay, okay, you got me.
Just no stabbing, or... or shooting,

Nothin'... Nothin' that hurts.

Boyle put you up to this,
didn't he?

Boyle, are you kiddin'?
He's my mark.

I just needed your cash
to set him up.

If you are lying,
I will see you begging for death.

It's the truth.
I'm flyin' solo, honest.

We will see if this Boyle
is your partner or not.

But first, you die.

You can't kill me.

Oh, really. Boyle thinks I'm the one
and only original Lucky Charlie.

You show up with this Rodriguez
guy alone, he'll be spooked.

You'll never get through his security.
You need me to get to Boyle.

He could be right.

Want me to get out to the track
with the riding crop?

- Just in case?
- Yeah.

I'll call you from the bookie joint,
if it's okay.

On my way.

Tie his hands.
We take him with us.

You guys are gonna come out of
this millionaires. There's no harm done.

Okay, okay, okay.

Get in the car.

Remember, this one
is for the money.

And the confession.

Right.

Just give the signal as soon as
you've confirmed all the serial numbers.

So the bet goes in

just before the cutoff.

That way the odds
don't get all screwed up.

It sounds very good.
If it is for real.

It is, believe me. With your $1.5 million,
you'll make a killing.

So to speak.

Mr. Boyle's expecting us.

Go right on down, gents.

This is it.

Listen, just sit tight.
Everything is completely under control.

Henderson, what is this?
What is goin' on?

That's what we came here to find out.

Who's this?

I am Lucky Charlie.

The real Lucky Charlie.

Well, then, who is he?

An excellent question.

As I was explaining
to these gentlemen...

He claims he'd been connin' all of us
to snatch Charlie's money.

Well, can't blame a guy for tryin'.

That hurt.

Take this garbage over there.

I will deal with him later.

You come in here less than
an hour before post time,

and expect me to
swallow a switch like this?

I have no time for your games.

Get out of here.

And take your dirty
money with you.

Un momento, Señor Boyle.

It's true, you can really
take a bet of this size?

I can cover your action, sir.

The question is, why should I?

A better question is,

why walk away from your
percentage of over $9 million?

Well...

Let's just count it first.

No hay problema.
Be my guest, señor.

Jerry,

Count this.

Yes. We've got him.

$75,000 spread feature.

Good field of sprinters
at three quarters of a mile,

Post time is just seconds away...

And they'll be ready for a start,
any second now.

Last chance to place your wagers
for Lansdown Park feature race...

This place is almost too perfect.

Relax, Charlie, relax.

In the last 24 hours, I have been
chased, shot, and impersonated.

I'm in no mood to relax.

Just a length and a half back,

the Yellow Angel in third

and they're flying
on the front end,

racing by the first quarter
in 21 and three-fifth seconds.

It's Jack's Fortune on top,
by a length.

Snow Miss is in 2nd.

Now coming right
back on the rail,

Jack's Fortune
leads by just a neck.

Snow Miss is right
on the inside in 2nd,

and those two have
opened up a 5-length gap

on Yellow Angel running in 3rd.

This race

is coming from
Lansdown Park in Florida?

That's right.

It's our live satellite feed,

direct from Miami.

Pretty nifty, huh?

I live in Miami.

I have a box at Lansdown Park.

I saw this race last week!

What?

Well, I don't understand that.

Uh, maybe our satellite is
pickin' up the wrong feed.

Oh. Or maybe you have picked
the wrong man to cheat.

What is this?

You walked me right into a trap.

You mean this is all a set-up?

It's the Larson girl.

She's supposed
to be at the track.

What kind of a stunt is this?

You, get over here right now.

Okay. Don't shoot.

Who is the girl?

She's supposed to
be riding my horse.

- Don't, please.
- Henderson, let her go.

No!

Oh!

You... You killed him.

You dragged me right into a trap.

I didn't know.
She set it all up.

You killed my father.

I hire you to clean my money,
to take the heat off me.

Now you are killing people.
What are you doing to me?

I had to kill her old man.

He was gonna go to the police.

Well, that should do it.

You bet.

You get that, Steve?

Got it.

Who's that? Got what?

Your confession.
To the murder of Kyle Larson.

Think of it as a surprise party.

And you're the guest of honor.

I shot you. You were dead.

Premature assumption on your part.

You were shootin' blanks,
Henderson.

I switched guns when you
handed it to me back at the farm.

And the real Lucky Charlie
was arrested

one hour after that
shootout last night.

But we kept that
story off the news.

Your pal Underwood
is already in custody.

You can't pin a thing on me.

No?

Try extortion, kidnapping,
money laundering,

possession of stolen property.

And the murder of my father.

Roll it, Steve.

I hire you to clean my money,

to take the heat off me.

Now you are killing people.
What are you doing to me?

I had to kill her old man.

He was gonna go to the police.

I know my rights.
I want my lawyer.

Well, great job, everybody.
Congratulations!

Thank you.

Thank you all so much.

As my good friend
Lucky Charlie would say...

No hay problema.

Bow plane, 12 degrees.

Response to surface controls, good.

All right, activate the sonar.

Sonar engaged.

Let's set up for the test.

Right. Patch in E.R.M.A.

Yes, ma'am. Right away.

We just have to make
one final adjustment.

There we are.

E.R.M.A. standing by.

Load the operations disc.

Operations disc engaged.

Is the sonar reading?

Picking up the sub
loud and clear.

I'm ready to run the test, Pete.

Where's that drug
enforcement agent of yours?

Oh, boy, I don't know.

He was supposed to
be here an hour ago.

Hey, Pete Thornton.

Dan, how are you?

I'm sorry I'm late.
I got stuck in traffic.

- Yeah, sure you did.
- Traffic's rough.

Come on, don't start.

Uh, Gwen Carpenter,
this is, uh, Dan Stringer,

Drug Enforcement Agency.

Pleased to meet you, Dan.

I've heard a lot about your
submarine interdiction program.

Yeah. Well, uh,
it was going great

until the cartel came up with
their own program, and, uh,

they equipped a fleet
of drug boats with sonar.

You know, even though
I know it's true,

I can't believe that they can
afford that kind of technology.

Nothing the cartel does
anymore surprises me, Pete.

They outgun us, out-budget us.

They've got 10 times
the technology.

Their chump change is worth more
than the assets of most governments.

Well, let's hope E.R.M.A.
can turn all that around, huh?

E.R.M.A., uh, Echo Regeneration
Module Active, right?

You got it.

Pete says you wanted an overview
before we run the test.

Yeah, great.

Okay. Well, as you can see,

the model sub is
equipped with transmitters.

Now they simulate depth,

water temperature,
and surrounding terrain.

The boat on the surface

is equipped with a
miniature sonar unit.

E.R.M.A.'s sensors detect

that the sub is being
scanned by sonar,

its processor is designed
to assimilate the signals,

and send back a false image
that makes the sonar think

that it's reading the ocean floor.

And we're here to see
if it finally works, right?

And it should

if the calculations
I made last night

are in sync with MacGyver's
sensor adjustments.

Let's give it a try, huh?

Cross your fingers.

Okay, E.R.M.A. activated.

The submarine is gone.

I think we did it.

This is fantastic!
Congratulations, all of you.

Well, thank Gwen here.
This is her baby.

This whole project wouldn't
have happened without her.

Come on, Pete,
I'm just one of the team.

Oh, no, Dr. Carpenter, I think
you're a lot more than that.

You may have just changed
the course of the war on drugs.

And this is our
remote control model.

She'll carry up to 1,200
pounds of cocaine,

with a range of 200 miles

And at a cruising
depth of 100 to 200 feet.

And the weight you save
by eliminating the pilot

allows you to carry that much
more coke on a single run.

We're hoping it'll be our biggest seller.

Señor Landis,

when the D.E.A. created their submarine
surveillance blockade in the Caribbean,

we stopped them cold with sonar.

They can still do
the same with us.

This business
proposition of yours

does not deal with reality.

Mr. Sanchez, we've known
each other for five years now.

You know I study
the marketplace.

I'll tell you about
the marketplace.

We've lost six loads

off the Florida coast
in the last month.

AWACS surveillance flights,

and half the Navy fleets
are crawling all over us.

I know. I know.

And they've seized at
least 20% of your product

at a revenue loss of $100 million.

$120 million, Señor.

With our subs, you can
cut that loss to less than 5%.

- Impossible.
- No, sir, it's not.

The D.E.A. tried to use submarines
against you, you responded with sonar.

Well, now it's time for you
to use submarines.

Mine. And we can
equip every one of them

so they are completely
undetectable to sonar.

Would you have this
kind of stealth technology?

I wouldn't waste your time
if I didn't, Mr. Sanchez.

As soon as I start
delivering these submarines,

you start winning the war.

Well, this is all
very impressive.

But, uh, I won't believe it
until I see it work.

I think that can be arranged.

How about tomorrow afternoon?

All right, Dan. 0700 hours.

Got it. See you then.

Okay, Dr. Carpenter,
just sign here

and we'll get E.R.M.A.
packaged for transport.

Good. Okay, take it away.

Stringer has the Navy set
for the full open water test

first thing tomorrow morning.

Why don't we meet here,
about, uh, 6:30 a.m.

and I'll arrange transport
to take us over to the base.

Great. Let's call it a day, then.

I have a major, somewhat intimate
gourmet dinner to prepare.

Oh? Uh,

actually, Gwen, I was hoping
that you would be able to stay

and finish up the final project report.

You know, so we'd have
everything nice and tidy

for the D.E.A. brass
in the morning.

Get someone else, Pete.
This lady's busy.

Good night, MacGyver.

Good night, Gwen.

Do you believe that?

Six months ago, I would have
had to pry her out of here.

Yeah, well, six months ago

she wasn't fixing "major, somewhat
intimate, gourmet dinners" either.

I think the lady's in love.

It's kind of nice, isn't it?

Love.

Sure does affect productivity.

MacGyver, about that report,
you know, I think...

No.

- But listen...
- No. Good night.

MacGyver!

I really shouldn't, Nick.

Come on.

I have a big day with
the test tomorrow.

I thought you said the project
was a complete success.

Well, yeah, it was.

But, uh,

the D.E.A. wants to
check it in open water.

After this is over,

I'll have a lot more
free time on my hands.

For us.

Then let's celebrate
something more important

than your precious E.R.M.A.

Happy 6-month
anniversary, honey.

Bubbles tickle my nose.

This has been the most
incredible six months of my life.

I remember the first day
that we met on the beach.

I always knew a morning jog was
supposed to be good for me, but, uh...

I never dreamed it would
change my entire life.

When Larry died,

it was like I died with him.

I never thought I'd ever be
able to love someone again.

Good mornin', Mr. Thornton.

Chuck, are you a part of
the E.R.M.A. transport unit?

Yes, sir. Got her in the back.

Good. Go ahead and
load E.R.M.A. on the sub.

I'll be there with the
technical team in half an hour.

Yes, sir.

Heads up, Donnelly. The Phoenix van
just passed my location.

They should be in the strike zone
in approximately 8 minutes.

I'm ready to rock 'n roll.

No way they're gonna get past me.

Good morning, MacGyver.

Hi, Gwen.
How was dinner last night?

Oh, dinner was okay.

But the evening was perfect.
Really perfect.

Yeah, I'm looking forward
to meeting this guy.

Oh, you'll like him.
He's something special.

Hey, MacGyver.

On time! This is a big day for you.

Well, if E.R.M.A.'s field test
goes the way we think it will,

this dope cop is on
his way back to sea.

MacGyver!

I just spoke with security.

The transport team never
made it to the naval base.

- What happened?
- They were hijacked.

The E.R.M.A. unit
has been stolen.

Oh, my God!

Here it is.
The E.R.M.A. unit.

Way to go! We're in business.

Not exactly.

What?

Where's Banniker?

Everything went
just like we planned.

We took out the van,
we loaded up without a hitch...

What happened to Banniker?

Highway patrol car spotted us.

He led 'em off down a side road
so I could get away.

They shot the bike out
from under him.

- He's dead?
- Worse.

He's in jail.

Hi, this is Nick Landis.

I'm out. Leave a message.
I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Nick, where are you? Please.

I've called everywhere.
I must talk to you.

I'm at the Phoenix lab.

Dug up some
interesting background

on that, uh, motorcycle
bandit they captured.

Name's Joe Banniker.

He's a white-collar
computer hacker.

One of the best.

Made a killing a few years back
intercepting modem transactions

headed for the
Consolidated Bank of Zurich.

Yeah, and then he used the money
to make a big drug buy in Miami.

The guy should have quit
while he was ahead.

Yeah. Well, that's where
our guys nailed him.

He did three years in the
federal pen in Tallahassee.

You question him yet?

No, we never got the chance.

His lawyers beat us
to the police station.

Boy, this group
is wired into everything.

Well, at least they didn't get
their hands on the operations disc.

What are you talking about?

Oh, it's a routine
security precaution.

E.R.M.A. is useless without it.

And even if they did have it,

They would still need a
password to get into the system.

Well, with Banniker's
computer background,

he could very well be the guy they
were counting on to crack it for 'em.

Is there a chance

of Banniker not
making bail for a while?

With his priors? Yeah.

I could get the D.A. to
give him some grief. Why?

Well, with their hacker in jail,

they might be lookin'
for a replacement.

Do you have somebody in mind?

Remember Dexter?

Hey, I'm claustrophobic.

I don't want to be
in here too long.

It's creepy in here.

And where are my shoelaces?

Hey.

You Dexter Filmore,
the guy in the paper here?

Mmm.

To think yesterday
I was a nobody.

Hey, you pull a job like this,
and people are gonna notice.

Uh, Joe Banniker's the name.

Banniker?

Joe Banniker?

I've heard that name before.

I have been recognized
for my talents as well.

Yeah! Sure!

You're the guy that gave that
Swiss bank the fiduciary flu

- a few years back, huh?
- Same one.

Wow! Yeah.

Th-That's great!

You know, you're my...

Well, uh, you know
what I mean. I mean...

I got a lot of inspiration
from those stories about you.

Well, so it seems.

Yeah, well...

Wow! Joe Banniker.

Who'd have thought?

Hey, you guys, Joe Banniker!

There it is. It's our ticket to millions.

Might as well be a toaster
without that operations disc.

So what's the problem with
our lawyer getting Banniker bail?

D.A.'s kicking up a major storm
about his previous record.

So do we tell
Sanchez the deal is off?

No!

Nothing is off, not yet.

What about the woman you
conned down at Phoenix?

It's just a matter of time till
she puts two and two together.

Gwen's been leaving me
messages all day.

My guess is she has
already put it together.

She just can't bring
herself to believe it.

Now, that might
not last too long.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna get us
our operations disc.

Research, Dr. Carpenter.

Gwen, it's Nick.

Nick!

I've been trying to
reach you all day.

Look, I'm in trouble, honey.
Big trouble.

I can't talk on the
phone right now,

You got to come down
to the factory right away.

What's wrong?

I'll explain everything when you
get down here. Please, Gwen.

It's a matter of life and death.

Of course the real challenge was

getting by their multi-layer
security program.

It's one of the
best I ever cracked.

Says in here it was foolproof.

Yeah. Well, I'm nobody's fool.

Yeah, when I took
out that bank in Zurich,

I hacked the callback system,
slipped in a trojan horse.

Gave me the bypass number
and all the passwords.

No wonder you
got past it so easy.

Is it close in here,
or is it just me?

Hey!

You know, it took me seven
months to crack that code.

Well, better luck next time, huh?

Where is that guy?

Who?

The public defender.

I got to get out of here
before I freak.

- You waiting for him, too?
- Are you kidding?

My lawyer would have had me
out of here hours ago

if the D.A. hadn't made such a
federal case out of my record.

How come you're stuck with a P.D.?

- I hadn't planned on getting caught.
- Hmm.

That, and I'm broke.

Flat broke.

I'm never gonna make bail.

I'm never gonna get out of here!

Cool it, cool it.

Sit down, sit down. Listen.

I've got an idea, um,

Why don't you let me
give my lawyer a call?

I mean, you got no priors, and he
could pop you out of here like that.

- You'd do that for me?
- Think of it as a trade-off.

What kind of trade-off?

Well, I have some
associates on the outside

who could use
your expertise in, uh,

cracking security codes.

Anything!

Call your lawyer,
tell him I'm available.

Just get me out of here.

Nick?

Over here, Gwen.

Don't come any closer.

Nick?

Gwen, we gotta talk.

I need your help.

The E.R.M.A. unit.
You did take it!

I need a minute alone with her.

Please.

Try anything,
and you're both dead.

What is going on?

Sweetheart, please,
just let me try to explain.

How could you?

When Pete told me
it was an inside job,

I tried to tell
myself it wasn't you.

You used me!

At first, yes.

But the more time I spent with you,
the more I fell in love.

Gwen! Gwen,
I tried to back out of this,

but I was in too deep.
They threatened to kill me.

They? Who are they?

The cartel.

The drug cartel?

Yes.

It was no... no accident that
we met that day on the beach.

I knew all about
the E.R.M.A. project.

I knew about your part in it.

I owed them a lot of money.

I couldn't pay them back.

They told me if I... If I got the
E.R.M.A. technology for them,

then they'd let me live.

I didn't count on
falling in love with you.

Every night I prayed that some day
I could ask you to marry me.

- Oh.
- Now...

Now, I have to beg you
to save my life.

Save your life? How?

Let's cut through it, huh?

Now, my people need
the operations disc,

and you're gonna help us get it.

You got one hour.

Or lover-boy here is
gonna be floating face down.

Gwen, listen. If we give
them what they want,

they'll go away.

I'll make it up to you somehow, I swear.

Please, just don't let them kill me.

Mr. Thornton,
call for you on line 3.

Pete Thornton here.

MacGyver!

Oh, yeah, we had to stop by here

to check on some
D.E.A. personnel records.

So what's happening?

Did Banniker go for it?

His lawyer just bailed me out.

Well, did you find out
who he's working for?

I'm workin' on it.

The driver's
supposed to pick me up

and take me to his
boss any minute now.

No, no, no, forget it, MacGyver.

You were supposed to pump him
for information, and that's all.

I don't want you leaving that jail
without a back-up, You understand?

Uh, you bet, babycakes.

I'd like to do that, too.

Listen, I got to go.
My ride's here.

I love you, too, creampuff.

Babycakes? Creampuff? MacGyver!

That's my steady girlfriend.

We're in love.

I'm happy for you, Romeo.

Now let's go.

You got a steady girlfriend?

Pete, uh, Gwen Carpenter is the leak.

How do you know that?

Your security just
notified headquarters.

She used her clearance card
to enter the security locker.

She took the operations disc.

Oh, no!

Yeah.

You know where she lives?

Yeah, sure.

I'll get a warrant.

Oh.

Gwen.

Mr. Landis,

this is the guy that
Banniker called about.

This is Dexter Filmore.

I hear you're good.

Yeah.

Yeah, poor, too.

You do the job,
I'll make it worth your while.

Okay.

Come on.

Thanks, you guys.

Yeah, call all the airlines.

All of 'em, yeah.

Carpenter.

Dr. Gwen Carpenter.
You got it?

All right, I'll call you back.

I still can't believe it.

Who's this guy? Her husband?

No, he died six years ago.

This has got to be the
new boyfriend, Nick.

Yeah, well, let's start diggin'.

Yeah.

If you cracked the
Pacific East Bank,

this should be a piece of cake.

Hey, that code took
three weeks to break, okay?

This is not a matter
of random selection.

It takes research, patience,

and time.

Well, you don't have three weeks,
you have two hours.

The demonstration's
at 4:00 this afternoon.

As I see it, fellas,
we got two problems here.

First, or "A,"

we need this key code disc.

And 2nd, or "B,"

I'll need to write a program that'll
select sequential letter combinations

to hit the right password.

And how long will that take?

Oh, most words in
the English language

don't get much longer
than 12 letters.

There are 26 letters
in the alphabet.

So that's 26 to the 12th power.

That brings us to...

9.5 quadrillion possible
letter combinations.

That'll take days.

No, approximately three months,
two weeks and four days.

If you can do it in two hours,
I'll pay you $200,000.

I know shortcuts.

Now you're talking, Dexter.

You're my man.

We're gonna have this thing
wrapped up in no time.

I like this guy.

Just might pull
this off after all.

Nick,

What are you doing?

Your life is not threatened.

Why? Why?

You used me!

I mean, look at this.

MacGyver?

MacGyver?

Your friend from the
Phoenix Foundation?

- No. He, just looks like him.
- I think the lady made a mistake.

I think you both made a mistake.

A big one.

I never should have trusted you.

You lied to me all along.
How could you do that?

Shut up!

The game is over, Gwen.

I'm sorry, MacGyver.

Banniker.

They threw a plant in
with him and he bought it!

So did you.

Leave him alone!

We're not finished yet, Gwen,
I still need that password.

And you're gonna give it to me,
right now.

I wouldn't help you if
my life depended on it.

How about his?
You care about him?

Take him outside.

You too.

Yeah? Well, if he does check in,
call me here right away, will you?

No word from MacGyver?

Nothing.

And I found this pile of cards
and letters. All from this Nick.

The good doctor's
really stuck on this guy.

Oh, you've got that right.

All right, I'm gonna run his picture
downtown and see what turns up.

Do we have a last name on him?

No, I don't recall
it if she ever said it.

Wait a minute, there's got to be
an envelope around here someplace

with his return address, maybe.

Inside.

Don't even think about it.

What are you going to do to him?

It's entirely up to you, Gwen.

That ought to hold him.

All right, lower it!

Hold it.

That old sub leaks like a sieve.

If you don't tell us
how E.R.M.A. operates,

Your friend drowns.
It's that simple.

You can't do this.

Put it on the bottom.

No!

That sub's gonna fill up
pretty fast, doctor.

Now, you better
make up your mind.

Quick!

All right, stop it.

Hold it, Crocker.

Get him out of there, Nick.

- Please!
- I'll let him out.

After you demonstrate
E.R.M.A. to our buyers.

That's my girl.

Put her in the car.
I'll get E.R.M.A.

Pete! I got it.
Her address book.

Nick Landis.

And look at this.

He's into submarines.

That's got to be the connection.

Landis, Landis, Nick, Nick,
here we go.

He's got an apartment on Wilcox.

All right, you check out
the home address.

- I'll take the business.
- Right.

Drown him.
Meet us down at the pier.

Oh, no.

MacGyver!

What are you doing in there?

The backstroke, Pete.

Wait, here's something.

"Pier 9."

A boat called Windward Isle. 4:00.

Suppose that could be
where they went?

We don't have time
for it not to be.

There's at least four of them.

Yeah, it looks like they're
getting ready to pull out.

Why don't you call
for some backup?

I'll see if I can slow 'em down.

How?

Never mind.

I know you'll
think of something.

We should be in position for the
demonstration in about an hour.

Dr. Carpenter will answer any questions
you have about the E.R.M.A. unit.

So, Dr. Carpenter...

...is this machine as amazing
as Landis tells us?

Dr. Carpenter?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Uh, it hasn't been tested
in open water yet.

But Landis told me it was ready.

Well, it's ready, more or less.

There are just plenty of
bugs to be worked out.

When this is over,
what do you plan to do to her?

Let's put it this way.

Gwen doesn't have
a round-trip ticket.

How soon can we cast off?

Won't be long.

But it looks like we've got some
heavy weather coming down on us.

Oh, great.
All right, let's get it in gear.

I wanna get out there
and back before dark.

And you should have seen E.R.M.A.
when we first tested it.

It actually made it easier
for sonar to find the target.

But that has been fixed, right?

Well, sort of.

It hasn't been tested
below 100 feet yet.

But Landis never told us this.

He probably didn't
want to worry you.

We'll let the engines
warm up a bit.

- Then we'll cast off.
- Yeah.

Coming from Colombia,

I guess you fellas really
know a good cup of coffee.

This isn't very good, is it?

Cream and sugar?

Mr. Landis would
like to see you.

He wants you boys
to have a look at this.

Thank God you're all right!

Okay, she's cast off.

So let's shove off.

Soon as this traffic clears.

All clear.

We should be at
the test site by 5:00.

Back in by 6:30, at the latest.

Something's hangin' us up.

Probably missed
one of the lines.

I'll get it.

Crocker! Crocker!

Crocker.

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey! Whoa! Whoa!

Landis!

Landis! Get me down from here!

Landis, where are you?

Get out here!
Get me down from here!

Let me down! Hey!

Well,

that ought to do it.

Ernie, do me a favor
and check for me, will you?

Yeah, I'll hold on.

Sorry to hang you guys up.
I got stuck in traffic.

What?

Oh, all right, great.

Good. Thanks a lot, Ernie.

Well, that was
the D.A.'s office.

In the interests of justice,

the judge has dropped
all charges against Gwen.

- And what about her job?
- Well that's another story.

The board has voted no.

And I have to agree with them.

But her only real crime
was in being too trusting.

Oh, she'll be fine.

She's a fighter.

Well, I'm gonna see to it she gets
full credit for E.R.M.A.'s first bust.

Good.

You mean, E.R.M.A.
has paid off already?

You bet.

Our first Navy sub patrol
in the Caribbean

detected that they were
being scanned by sonar.

So they flipped on E.R.M.A.

She worked like a charm.

And we nailed 'em. Right here.

How big was the load?

250 pounds of pure cocaine.

Street value over $42 million.

Well, it looks like we
won the first battle.

Yeah.

Now if we could
just win the war.

Yeah.

Hills. You didn't mention hills.

And you said a spin,
not the Tour de France.

Oh, you did good, Wilt.

You did good.

I'm gonna be crippled for
the rest of my natural life.

Man, I'm so hungry I could
almost eat health food.

Come on, I know this
great little donut shop.

No, no. I'm gonna head on back.

Make it a nice, quiet Sunday.
Read the paper.

Couch potato stuff, you know?

That's your problem, MacGyver,

not enough excitement
in your life.

Good thing you have me
as a neighbor.

Yeah.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

That's all right, I'm okay.

Oh, the car's all right.

Izzy would kill me
if I put another dent in it.

- I beg your pardon?
- Izzy, my boss.

Well, actually, he's my teacher.

Well, actually, he's more
like my best friend.

Oh! Here, let me help you.

Where to?

What?

Where are you headed?

Oh, uh, home, the marina,
but that's okay.

Great. Hop in.
I'll give you a lift.

No, no, no, it... it's all right.

No, really, I insist.

Listen, my sister,
who lives in Ohio,

and she's married to this guy
who sells wallpaper,

She says I'm selfish, so hop in.

Come on, get in.

I won't bite, I promise.

Hey, my ego is at stake.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

So, how do you
like the '90s so far?

The '90s?

Yeah, it sounds so serious,
doesn't it?

I don't know about you, but I was
just starting to get used to the '80s.

Nice.

The '80s, nice?

No, I meant your car.

My car. I wish.

It's Izzy's.

I have to go to this party tonight,
so he let me borrow it.

Oh, here, let me
show you the invitation.

Oh, hey!

Oh, well. I guess
it's here somewhere.

Did I tell you Izzy's a musician?

Do you want to hear
some of his stuff?

Uh, no.

It's great. It'll make
you feel better.

- Just listen.
- I feel fine.

Mozart?

Yeah.

My all-time fave.

Mozart was writing
concertos at five years old.

Isn't that wild?

I mean, where were you at five?

Well, I was pretty young, so...

I had this crush on a kid
with glasses and freckles

named Dobie Fineman.
He grew up to be a dentist.

You're not a dentist, are you?

- No. No.
- Good.

This is your friend?
Itzak Zimmer?

Yeah. I know, he's famous.
But to me, he's just Izzy.

We met in line at a movie.

I run errands for him in
exchange for violin lessons.

By the way, I'm Lulu.

MacGyver.

What's your first name?

My friends just call me MacGyver.

That bad, huh?

That's okay.
My real name's Alice.

So, are you married, MacGyver?

Uh, no. You?

Not that I know of.

How old are you?

Thirty-nine.

Thirty-nine and you've
never been married?

So?

So, that tells me one or two things.

Either you've got a
fear of commitment,

or you've got a
fear of commitment.

Uh, excuse me, I don't think
this is the way to the marina.

Oh, yeah. I have to make a quick
stop first. I hope you don't mind.

I got this funny call
from Izzy this morning.

He didn't sound like himself.

He said, "You'll find a thingy from
Sal's in the glove compartment.

Do you-know-what with it, and
bring whatever it is to me right away."

Listen,

about the ride,
I appreciate the offer, but...

You're probably wondering
what a world-famous violinist

is doing with a
pawn shop, right?

Uh, no, not really.

Well, it's because
he doesn't trust banks.

This pawn shop is sort of
like his safety deposit box.

Oh.

Oh, here it is. A claim check.

Oh, great. Closed.

Uh, why don't I just
get out here, okay?

Don't worry. I'll drive you home as
soon as I tell Izzy what happened.

- Please, don't trouble yourself.
- No trouble.

Voilà. Izzy's place.

You two are gonna
love each other.

Uh, no, I can't.

Well, sure you can.
You can do anything you want.

No, I mean I...
I gotta get home.

Oh, relax. It's Sunday, remember?

Nobody has to get home on Sunday.

Besides, how often
do you get to meet

two incredible people
in one day, huh?

Gotta be honest with you,
one is plenty.

- I really gotta go.
- But your bike.

I'll walk it. It's not that far.

- You sure?
- Sure.

Okay. Oh, wait!

Don't forget this.

Oh, thanks.

Thirty-nine, huh?

Did you know that Mozart
was only 35 when he died?

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Bye.

Izzy.

Izzy? It's me, Lulu.

Oh, stop. Stop.

Stop! You barbarian.

Yeah.

I don't like this one, either.

Izzy, what are you doing?

No! No, no!

- Izzy, what...
- Oh, please, please don't.

- What's going on?
- Forgive me, Lulu.

They forced me to call you.

Cough it up, toots.

Keep your mitts off me, creep.

Zimmer told you to
bring the Amadeus.

- Now, where is it?
- The...

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Like cat spit you don't.

You heard him, lady.

Let go of my arm.

Let go, do you hear me?

Hello?

MacGy...

Lulu?

Lulu? You in there?

Hey, what's goin' on here?

My Morassi!

MacGyver.

Leave him alone.
That's my husband.

- Who else knows about this?
- No one.

No more games, Gramps.

Either tell us where it is,
or I'll play you this time.

No, wait. I've got it.

The Amadeus?

The Amadeus, right.

Let him go, and
I'll get it for you.

Fork it over,
then we let him go.

No, I don't trust you.

I'll bring it, but not here.

Somewhere public, where
there's a lot of people around.

What's going on here?

The invitation. Great idea.

Brilliant. Thanks, darling.

Here, meet me at this
address at 8:00 tonight.

"Roaring '20s Bash"?

Look, do you want this
Amadeus thing or not?

Okay, 8:00 sharp.

Make a little swapsky.

You and your hubby here bring
the Amadeus, we give you Zimmer.

Hubby?

Okay, not a croak to anyone.

Make sure you both show up.

And you better have it
with you this time, toots.

If you don't, or if
you go to the cops,

if I even smell the color blue,

you can kiss your friend
Izzy goodbye.

You understand?

He means it, Lulu.

We understand.
Don't we, sweetheart?

What?

I don't believe this.

Why Izzy?
And who were those guys?

And what's this Amadeus thing
all about, anyway?

Husband? What's that all about?

Oh, yeah.
Nice meeting you, MacGyver.

Let's have lunch sometime, okay?

Hey, wait a minute. Whoa, what?
What are you doing?

What do you think?
I'm going after this Amadeus thing.

Nuh-uh. We, Lulu.

Did you hear those guys?

We both have to show up,
or they're gonna kill Izzy.

Now, these are dangerous people
we're dealing with.

Wow, sounds like you've been
in a few of these scrapes before.

Uh, yeah, one or two.

What do you suggest?

Well, first of all,
we're gonna take it slow.

One step at a time.

We're gonna start at the pawn shop.

Great. Why didn't you say so?
Get in.

There's an emergency number here.

I think there's a pay phone
around the corner. I'll call.

No, no, no. I'll do it.
You stay here.

But...

Lulu, stay put.

MacGyver, wait, I just remembered.
There's...

Forget about it! Stay!

But, MacGyver...

Hey!

Hey, man.

What are you doing?

Get in.

Are you nuts? That's burglary.

Don't worry.
Izzy's cousin owns this place.

I just remembered,
he's fishing in Canada.

He'll understand.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

You didn't give me a chance.

Wait a minute,
we forgot the door.

That's okay, the cops can lock it.

It doesn't make sense.

Izzy kidnapped for golf clubs?

He doesn't even play golf.

Maybe you stole the wrong thing.

I resent that. I have never
stolen a wrong thing.

That's reassuring.

What are you doing?

How'd that get in there?

So you've seen this before?

Sure, two days ago. Izzy picked
it up in Salzburg last week.

Austria Salzburg?

On his last tour.

He said he found it
in some flea market.

Picked it up for a song.

What else did he say?

Nothing.

It's just that I've never seen him
so excited about anything.

Then yesterday he sounded different.

Troubled about something.

Poor Izzy.

I'm really worried about him,
MacGyver.

Look at this.

That's a certificate of origin.

Which means that
this is no ordinary violin.

It says, "The back is in two pieces
of handsome maple.

The varnish of a
light orange color.

The table is of
spruce of medium grain.

Original label missing."

Yep, it all checks.

"This instrument is an excellent
specimen of Antonio Stradivari."

What? Let me see that.

"An excellent specimen
of Antonio Stradivari

of his golden period
known as the Amadeus."

The Amadeus?

Stradivari was the
Rembrandt of violin makers.

If this is real,

Izzy found a 300-year-old
Stradivarius in a flea market.

Well,

were most famous violins
named after their owners?

Yeah.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

I remember reading somewhere
that Franz Haydn named his Strad

after his good friend Mozart,

and gave it to him
later as a gift.

But then it was...
it was lost or something.

Not anymore.

Mozart's lost Strad.

Complete with documents.

It's worth millions.

No wonder those sleazoids
wanted to get their hands on it.

- Wow.
- My, my.

Hey, thanks a lot.

I didn't know you
could play like that.

Neither did I.

Well, come on.
We better get some costumes.

Costumes?

Well, for the costume party,
remember?

The invitation said "No one
admitted without a costume."

Don't worry, I know
where we can get some.

Hi!

Yes, sir.

Welcome to the speakeasy.

Here. Looks better on you.

So what's the occasion here?

How should I know?

Well, I thought
it was your party.

Actually, I found the invitation
at an automatic teller machine.

It sounded like fun.

Ah.

Mmm. Here, try this.

Uh, actually, I don't drink.

Neither do I. It's apple cider.

A toast.

May the Eastern Europe of our hearts
find freedom in the '90s.

You're somethin', Lulu.

I like you, too.

Hey, that was good.
Could you get me another?

God!

That's right,
gangsters and molls.

What would the '20s be
without the Charleston?

And now, for all you romantics,
we're gonna slow it down just a bit,

so check your dance cards,
grab your partner,

and let's make a little magic
with that old-time favorite,

Every Little Breeze
Seems To Whisper Louise.

Hit it, boys.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Half an hour till they get here.

Come on, let's dance.

What?

Dance.

You know, dance?

Dance.

Nervous?

Yeah.

Well, I wouldn't worry.
We'll get Izzy back.

Oh, I know.

That's not what
I'm nervous about.

That's right, pal, open up.

We're the coppers, see?
And this is a raid.

Open it up!

We're looking for Al Capone.

Izzy's not with them.
What do we do?

I don't know yet.

Bring him over or
we shut this gin joint down!

There he is, captain.
Over there.

They're looking for Al Capone!

We'll take that, toots.

So where's Zimmer?

You said you'd exchange
the violin for him.

You're under arrest, Capone.

Cuff 'em, sarge.

They're arresting Capone!

Oh, look!

Let's take 'em over to the
interrogation room, sarge.

Where's Izzy, you toad?

What difference does it make?

- Hold it there.
- Watch 'em.

What's this?

What'd you do with the Amadeus?

I'll tell you later.
Let's get out of here first.

I know you're in there, Capone.

We've got the place surrounded.

Open up!

What are you doing?
We'll never get through there.

I know that.

This is your last chance.
Open up or else!

Police. Come out
with your hands up!

You're gonna do time for this.
Long time.

Make it easier on yourself.

Maybe they'll let you off
with tax evasion.

In here.

Come on out! We got you now.

Open up, Capone!

Where are they?
Where did they go?

They're around here somewhere.

They got away.

They couldn't have gotten far.
Come on, let's go.

What was that?
You hear that?

It came from over there.
Behind the pump.

Well, don't just stand there.
Check it out.

It's just a lousy rat.
What do we do now?

You check the street.

I'll stick around here for a while,
start to cover our trail.

Just in case.

You okay?

Yeah.

How long do you think
he's gonna stick around?

Too long. Let's go this way.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Wow! Look where we ended up!

Let's get these cuffs off.

Now.

Oh, the Amadeus, right?

I switched it for the
band player's fiddle.

Oh, that was pretty smart.

You think it's safe there?

Probably safer than if
we try to go back for it.

Now, if we only
knew where Izzy was.

Either this lock is rusted
or I'm losing my touch.

Uh, listen. I don't
want to alarm you,

but if you don't get those
things off in the next,

oh, five minutes,

we might have a little problem.

Why? What's wrong?

Oh, nothing. It's just that...

I really have to go
to the bathroom.

Oh.

Oh!

So, I'd guess
we better find a...

Bathroom, yeah.

Come on.

Can I ask you something?

Have you ever been in love?
I mean, really in love?

Yeah, once.

Hmm. Me, too.
Almost got married.

Why didn't you?

Well, it's... I mean,
it's kind of...

Exactly.

Hey. Hold it right there.

What are we gonna do?

I'll handle it.

The mall's closed.
What are you two doing in here?

Well, we're kinda lost, officer.

And we're lookin'
for the costume party.

Yeah? Let me see some I.D.

Party at the speakeasy's
just around the corner.

How'd you two get in here?

Well, downstairs.
It's wide open.

Day shift guy.
I'm gonna fix him.

You can use the
last door on the left,

But just make sure
you push it shut.

Thank you, officer.

- I wanna see something.
- What?

Your first name.

I told you, my friends
call me MacGyver.

Yeah, but it's not like
Sting or Prince or something.

You've got another first name, right?

That's your first name?

Yeah. So?

So I think I'll call you MacGyver.

What's that?

It's a handcuff key, silly.

Good job.

No answer at Izzy's.

Where could they be hiding him?

If we only had a
lead on these guys.

Well, maybe we do
and we just don't know it.

Now, they said they were
gonna try and cover their trail.

What trail are
they talkin' about?

The trail to the
Amadeus, I guess.

When Izzy found out they knew about it,
he stashed it in the pawn shop.

Yeah, but how'd they know about it?

What?

Well, assuming Izzy didn't tell 'em,

how could they know that it
was Mozart's lost violin, hmm?

You're right, it doesn't make sense.

Unless they stumbled across
the certificate of origin somewhere.

Did Izzy carry the Amadeus
back from Europe himself?

No. He had it shipped back
with the rest of his violins,

like he always does on tour.

Shipped by whom?

There's a freight
forwarder out by the airport.

They specialize in
musical instruments.

Wait, that's it.

MacGyver, you're brilliant.

Come on.

Yo, taxi.

Hey!

Yeah, here's the damage reports.

Freight agent named
Ginko handled that item.

Damage report?

Yeah, the crate it was in was
damaged in transit from Europe.

You know, it's like
I told the other guy:

the freight agents are supposed to
check the goods when that happens

before they leave
the bonded area.

You know, in case
of an insurance claim.

Yeah. What other guy?

He was here about
a half hour ago,

asking questions about
the same shipment.

Nearly walked off with my receipts.
Can you believe that?

Can you describe this guy?

Yeah. Pushy.

Said if anybody else came around here
asking about it, to give him a call.

He wouldn't be there, but I could
leave a message on his machine.

He left his number?

Here, it's on the card.
Here, why don't you call him yourself?

I got better things to do.

Wait here!

What are you doing?
Put that down.

Jeez.

Come on.

It's Izzy.

Lulu!

Izzy, thank God.
Are you okay?

Perfect.

Just perfect.

Like they say,
"Great minds think alike."

If you think I'm gonna tell you
where the Amadeus is, bozo,

you're crazy.

You're gonna do more than tell me,
sweetcakes. You're gonna show me.

If we're not back in an hour
with the instrument, kill 'em.

An hour? That's not enough time.

You disgusting slob.

- Come on.
- Lulu.

Don't try anything, Jack.

Or we might have a little accident.

Oh, if only Lulu were here.

She'd think of some crazy way
to get us out.

That's a CO2
extinguisher, isn't it?

It protects the violins.

Foam or water would do
as much damage as fire.

Well, CO2 forces oxygen
out of a room.

And if there's no oxygen...

What are you talking about?

What are you doing?

When the alarm goes off, hold
your breath until we're out of the room.

All right, get ready.

I know where they went.

I'll stay here and call the police.

Well, what are you waiting for?
Go on, go on!

If this is another
one of your crazy stunts...

What stunts?

Stop stalling and
get me that Amadeus.

Look, I told you, it's here.

Now, will you make that call?

Just get it!

Okay, talk. Where is it?

Last chance, sweetcakes.

You little devil, you.

What?

Get it.

Get it, before I kill him and you.

Look, it's that crazy guy again.

Look! Those are real bullets!

You think I'm kidding?

The party's over.
I mean business.

Okay, okay.

Give it to her.

Give it.

Give it.

You want me to make that call?

All right.

Here.

Don't! MacGyver!

Come on out of there!
Out in the open!

Out where I can see you, now!

Now you're making me mad.
You don't wanna do that!

He wrecked the elevator.
You'll never get out now.

The Amadeus! Stop him!

Freeze.

Take another step and
this thing is wood chips.

Wait.

I just realized why you're doing this.

It's because your mother
was a cafeteria lady, right?

What?

Lulu!

You know, in grade school.

The ones with
moustaches and hairnets

who served tuna surprise
every Monday?

Another step and I'll...

Oh, the humiliation.

And now, you're finally paying her back.

Gestalt therapy.

Your mother is the violin.

I mean, just look at the way
you're holding that thing.

No!

MacGyver, we did it!

Yeah, I guess we did.

Look at her go!
What's gotten into you?

I guess it's that
healthy diet you suggested.

No more junk food.
I hate to admit it, MacGyver,

but I feel like a million bucks.

You look better, too, Wilt.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I've been noticing some of the ladies
giving me a second look lately.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

There you go.

So, listen,

if you meet any babes who might
be interested in a healthy kind of guy,

let me know, huh?

- Babes, huh?
- Babes.

Hey, MacGyver.

Wilt,

I'd like you to meet Lulu.

Oh.

Um, hi.

Hi.

Boy, you got a nice,
firm handshake.

Yeah? W-Well, I've been
working out a lot, you know?

Oh?

MacGyver, what's shakin'?

Hey, Wilt, how you doing?

Just dropped by to
borrow your paper.

The paper boy chucked
mine in the bay again.

Well, that'll happen
when you live on a boat.

Aren't you a little old to
be playing ice hockey?

Listen, why don't you come out
with me some time? Skate warm-up.

- Be good for you.
- Right.

I've seen how you come home
after those games.

You're like Grandpa McCoy!

Oh! Oh, dag gum it!

Yeah.

- Let's go in there.
- Yeah.

Oh, listen, I love this song,
One More For The Road.

It's so hot.

♪ I've heard it said
that love is a drug ♪

♪ Well, I can't get enough ♪

♪ I need a mainline ♪

♪ Shot to the heart ♪

♪ And your lovin' touch ♪

♪ It feels oh, so good
and you're so fine ♪

♪ Come on, baby, give me ♪

♪ One more for the road ♪

♪ Keep me rocking
till checkout time ♪

♪ Oh, sugar, give me ♪

♪ One more for the road ♪

♪ Come on, give me a shot ♪

♪ I gotta hit the bricks ♪

♪ Sing a little pain for
my fortune and fame ♪

Wasn't that fun?

Let's go check out one
of those clothing stores.

- There she is.
- Yup.

Travers said she'd be wearing a
purple leather jacket with fringes.

Let's go.

- Let's go there.
- Yeah.

Oh, these are cool.

Todd Williams would
love these on you.

No way. He doesn't even
know I'm on the planet.

You said he sat
next to you at lunch.

He's 16!

So, when he's 30,
you'll be 28. Big deal.

Oh, Lisa, I'm never
telling you anything again.

Ingrid, just look at these.

Oh, wow, they're great.

Let's try one.

Am I too cool for school, or what?

You've got your dad's
credit card. Buy it.

I'll take this one.

Can't you just hear my father?

Yeah.

Cheap.

The shoddiest.

You creep! What do
you think you're doing?

Let me out of here!

You can't do this!

Open the door now!
Help me, please!

What'd you do with my friend?

Charlie, Charlie.

Smart brokers
listen, they don't talk.

How many shares gets
us control of the board?

Well, Ludlum's white knight
goes $60 a share,

we'll float a bond issue
and go $70.

Whatever we need
to take Ludlum down.

Charlie, what do I care how many
blue collars I put out of work?

This is business.

We crush Ludlum like a bug, our
stocks are gonna go through the roof.

Neil, what is it?

Can't you see I'm in the
middle of a major transaction?

Sorry to interrupt you,
Mr. Woodman,

but a messenger just
dropped this off for you.

It was marked urgent,
so I opened it.

You better have a look at this.

I'll get back to you, Charlie.

Someone's taken Lisa.

Oh, my God.

What are you going to do?

The note said not
to call the police.

I'm not calling the police.

- Hello?
- MacGyver.

Eric Woodman. Lisa's father.

Hey, Eric, how are you doing?

You're not gonna believe this.
Lisa's been kidnapped.

What?

When?

I don't know.
She went shopping this morning

with my maid's daughter.

They've just delivered
her jacket to the house,

Along with a note saying they
will call with further instructions.

MacGyver, I need your help.

All right, if they call,
you agree with everything they say.

I'll be right over.

Uh, Neil, get Charlie
back on the phone.

Tell him to forget
the Ludlum deal,

sell all the stocks
in my portfolio.

I'm gonna need all the cash
I can get my hands on.

Mr. Woodman, when word
gets out on the exchange

you've liquidated your assets,

the brokers could read
this as a panic move.

They'd be like sharks
in a feeding frenzy.

- You could lose everything.
- I don't care.

Get Charlie on it now.

- MacGyver, thanks for coming.
- Hi, Eric.

You heard from the kidnappers?

Nothing so far.
Come in. Come in.

You got any idea
who these guys are?

No. All I have is this note.

My success is no secret, though.
It could be anyone.

You call the police yet?

No, the note says
they'll kill her if I do.

That's why I called you.

After the way you handled yourself
in Switzerland with Lisa,

I knew I could trust you to help.

I'll pay you, of course,
whatever it takes.

Name your price.

Eric, this isn't about money,
it's about Lisa's life.

You have to call the police.

- But they said...
- No, it doesn't matter. You call them.

Ask for Lieutenant Rhome.

All right. Whatever you say.

Mr. MacGyver.

My Ingrid would have called
by now if she was all right.

I'm so frightened.

Take it easy, Greta.

It's gonna be okay.

Hey, who's out there?
Let me out of here, please!

Somebody help! Can you hear me?

Please, can you hear me?
Answer me if you can hear me.

Open the door.
Please, open the door!

Get me out of here,
please, help me.

Answer me, let me out of here!

Get me out of here, please!

Hey, I'm working on it, okay?
I'm working on it!

Please.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, God, they took my friend.
I need to get home.

Can you drive me?

Hurry, this is an emergency!

Okay, kid, okay.

The phone's connected
to the computer.

Okay, we're ready for the test.

All right, put the call through.

All right, you're
calling from 555-4566.

The database at the
telephone company

tells us your location is...

Intersection of
Bronson and Fairdale.

Bronson and Fairdale?

We're online. It's working perfectly.

Thanks, Vinnie.

Dad? Where are you? Dad?

Lisa!

- Lisa!
- Daddy!

They took Ingrid.

Two men in a van.
I tried to stop them,

but they locked me
in a supply room.

Slow down now. Easy here.
Everything's gonna be fine.

MacGyver.

Hi, baby.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm worrying about you,
like everybody else.

Oh, Lisa!

Oh, thank God you are safe!

And where is Ingrid?

The two men,
I tried to stop them...

But, they sent your
jacket to your father.

Ingrid was wearing it.

Oh, no!

No. This can't be true.

They can't have my Ingrid.

Greta,

we'll get her back.

Um, Lisa?

I'm Lieutenant Rhome.

Do you think you can describe
the men who took her?

Yeah, sure.

I really only got a good look
at the one who grabbed me.

He was tall, dark curly hair.

Age? Height?

I'd say in his 30s, I guess.

Not as tall as MacGyver.

Rough hands, like he
probably worked with them a lot.

Hands, fingerprints!

What fingerprints?

He left a big greasy thumbprint
on Ingrid's sunglasses.

Well, I'll be...

Way to go, Sherlock.

MacGyver, is Phoenix still developing
that computer-imaging system?

The face-finder? You bet.

Maybe you could
run Lisa down there,

and see if you can come up
with a composite of this guy.

Will do.

Mr. Woodman.

Now, Mr. Woodman, listen.

They may not know
they've got the wrong girl,

so tell them whatever
they want to hear,

and keep them on the line.

- All right.
- Now, hold it just a second.

Hello, Eric Woodman.

$3 million, Woodman.

In cash.

Or your little girl won't live
to see her next birthday.

All right. $3 million,
whatever you say.

Where and when?

Leave the money at the
flagpole in Observation Park.

Midnight.

And you better be on time,
Woodman,

or the deal is off.
Understand?

12:00, Observation Park. Right.

You will bring Lisa?

She'll be there.

Unless you do something stupid

and bring the police.

Uh, why are you doing this?

Wait... Wait a minute.
How can I be sure she's still all right?

Damn! Not enough time.

They don't know
they've got the wrong girl.

No.

But we'll get her back.

You are gonna pay them,
aren't you, Daddy?

Lisa.

Honey,

I'm afraid that's not up
to you or me to decide.

But Ingrid's my best friend
in the entire world.

Look, this whole matter
is out of my hands.

You just don't understand.

That's right. What do I know?

I'm only a kid. Who cares if
my best friend's gonna die.

Oh, now, Lisa, don't
even say such a thing.

Mr. Woodman,

I know this is a great
deal of money, I,

I couldn't even dream
of repaying you, but,

my Ingrid, she's all I have.

Well, we've just got to
be realistic here, Greta.

The police know how to
handle this sort of thing.

Are you going to give
them the $3 million?

Uh, no, sweetheart, we don't
have those kinds of resources.

We'll just have to
handle it another way.

But something could
go wrong, couldn't it?

There, you see?
Something could go wrong.

But what do you care?

You just say,
"Oh, my gosh, we're sorry,"

and go home like it's
a bad day at the office.

That does it, young lady.
You go up to your room.

I hate my room!

I hate this house, and I especially
hate all your precious money!

She's upset,

but she'll be all right.

Yeah.

I'll take her down to the lab,
we'll get to work on the composite.

Good.

What are the girl's chances?

Well, right now,
that's up to the kidnappers.

No, they weren't like that.

Keep trying, okay?

How about those?

They were smaller, squintier.

Sort of like this.

No, no, no, not that round.

Just a little smaller.

That's it! Perfecto.

All right, let's try the mouths.

No, not that big.

This guy's lips were
really close together,

sort of thin.

Mean.

No lips, like Mr. Krillman.

Who?

My piano teacher. Never mind.

I'll stop you when I see it.

No, they were smaller.

No, we're talking real small.

There, that's it! Right there.

That's him, that's the guy.

This is so cool.
We did it, MacGyver.

I'm gonna post his picture all
over school and all around the mall.

I mean, maybe somebody will
recognize him and help us out.

Okay, let's get it printed out
and over to the police, huh?

This thing's great, MacGyver.

Yeah, well, there are
just so many combinations

of features in the world,

like the shape of your face.

It's just like your dad's.

I'd rather you didn't compare me
to him, thank you very much.

Come on, Lisa,
he's not such a bad guy.

We all get our priorities
messed up once in a while.

How can you defend him?

All he thinks about
is good old T.C.B.

- Hmm?
- Taking care of business.

He doesn't care what
happens to Ingrid.

No?

Then why is he risking his neck
going to that park at midnight

to get her back, huh?

He'll do anything so long as it doesn't
cost him any of his precious money.

I just have a bad feeling
this isn't gonna work out.

Do you remember when we escaped

from that boathouse
in Switzerland?

That wasn't supposed
to work out either.

But it did.

Darn you, MacGyver.

I just hate the way you
talk me into everything.

- Woodman give you any static?
- Are you kidding?

He sings a different tune
when he's on the receiving end.

Well, sweetheart,

if everything goes right,

you'll be home with your
precious daddy by midnight.

What the devil!

This is not Lisa Woodman!

Who are you?

My name is Ingrid.
Ingrid Colberg.

Don't hurt me, please,
don't hurt me.

No.

Nobody's gonna get hurt.

What happened?

There was two of 'em.

You said to take the one
with the purple leather jacket.

You got the wrong girl!

They must have switched jackets.

Now what did you do
with the Woodman girl?

We left her locked up in the mall.

Damn it!

She's probably been found by now.

Woodman's got to
be stringing us along,

just like he did when he
closed the place down on us.

Yeah, so, what do
we do with this one?

The same thing you do
when you catch the wrong fish.

You use it for bait.

Now, Mr. Woodman,
after you make the drop,

all of my units
will hold position

until I give go orders from
the command post. All right?

Now, we already
have men stationed

here, here, and here.

And as soon as Ingrid is safe,

I'll give the order to
seal the entire area.

We'll be watching you
from this overlook right there.

If you spot anything suspicious,
just whisper.

We'll hear everything you say.

- We ready?
- Yep.

Ross, Lubash, stay here and
keep an eye on the house.

Let's move out.

Mr. MacGyver,

I pray to God that you
will bring my Ingrid home,

alive and well.

We'll do everything we can.
We promise.

Daddy,

About what I said before.
I'm sorry.

I know, sweetheart.

Be careful, okay?

Both of you.

There's a note.

What should I do?

Get it and read it to us.

All it says is observatory.

All units secure the perimeter.

Stay here. Watch the duffle bag.

Ingrid.

Ingrid, I'm a friend, okay?

All right, you're gonna be okay.

Ingrid!

Oh, Mr. Woodman,
I was so scared.

They said to tell you something.

They said to tell you
that they have the leverage.

The what?

It's a market term.
It means they're in control.

Lisa.

What's recall
number for his house?

4-1.

Let's get back there.

Lisa!

- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I'm okay.

Lisa, answer me!

Lisa, where are you?

Lisa!

Ross! Are you okay?

In here!

Mom!

Oh, Ingrid, my baby.

Lisa!

Where is Lisa?

They took her.

No.

No. Oh, God! No.

Ingrid, I know you're tired,

but we're gonna have to learn
everything we can about these people.

I don't remember anything.

I had on a blindfold.

Ingrid, think! Please.

All right, honey,
I just want you to relax, okay?

What we're gonna do is
pretend you're back there.

Now what do you hear?

Traffic sounds?

Uh, planes flying over?

No.

But I heard trains.
I heard lots of trains.

All right, how close?

Oh, pretty close.

There are lots of warehouses
down by the tracks.

Ingrid, um, this
place they took you to,

did it feel big?

Mmm, pretty big.

I remember we
had to go up stairs.

Was there anything special
about the stairs? Anything different?

They were steep and narrow.

And they felt funny
under my feet.

Funny, how?
What, uh, slippery, rough?

Gritty, kind of.

Not like gravel, though.

Mind if I look at
one of your shoes?

Steel shavings.

Could be from a place
where they grind metal.

Like an ironworks or scrap yard.

I'll get my people right on it.

It's from upstairs.
That's Lisa's private line.

Woodman.

Since you obviously have the
police tapped into your other line,

I convinced your little girl to
give us her private number.

You rotten scum! What have
you done with my daughter?

No, you're the scum, Woodman!

I told you, no police.

But I should have known.
You never did play by the rules.

I'm not gonna promise you anything

until I know Lisa's all right.
I want to talk to her now!

Okay.

But you remember one thing,

this may be the last time
you ever talk to her.

Daddy,

is that you?

Lisa, honey,

are you okay?

So far, but I'm scared.

Sweetheart, you'll be all right.

Just try to be calm, I'm going to
do everything they tell me to do.

The stakes just went up, Woodman.

$5 million in unmarked cash.

And you get rid of the police.

Or she's dead.

You understand me?

I understand. Don't hurt her.

Tell me what you want me to do.

I'll get back to you.

No, tell me now! I want my...

I wish I'd known
about this phone.

I'll have it rigged right away.

No.

I'm handling this myself.

I've got to do exactly
what they say. No police.

Eric,

the police are the only
ones who can help you.

Well, then let 'em do it
from somewhere else.

The police station, anywhere.

From now on, I am doing exactly
what the kidnappers tell me.

Why are you doing this? Why?

You want to know why?
This is why.

This is why.

You see this place?

400 men used to work here,

turning out 900 tons of steel a day.

Three shifts going around the clock.

And it's all gone.

What happened?

Your father is what happened.

He promised he'd keep the mill open
after he bought us out,

but he shut us down
with one phone call.

Why would he do that?

Because he didn't give a damn!

It's all a numbers game
to sharks like him.

What your father did,

we all paid for.

Now he's going to pay.

Easy, watch it!

I'm getting very tired of
you guys pushing me around!

You shut your mouth, kid!

Look, kidnapping me isn't
going to change anything.

Just let me go.

I'll ask my dad to give all
those jobs back. I promise.

A Woodman promise
isn't worth the powder

it'd take to blow him to hell.

Mike.

Mike.

You let her see our faces.

She can I.D. all of us.

She won't get the chance.

Wait a minute.
What are you sayin'?

I'm saying it's too late.

All that matters now is
making Woodman pay.

And believe me,

he is gonna pay.

$3,990,000, 10 makes $4 million.

Bank should have the other million
arranged for pickup within the hour.

Good.

I just talked to Lieutenant Rhome.

The sunglasses and
the composite paid off.

They I.D.'d a guy named
Kirk Delaney.

- You ever heard of him?
- No, never.

Well, he has a record for assault
tied to a steelworkers' strike

about five years ago.

You say that as if it
may be significant.

Yeah, well, steelworkers
work in steel mills.

The metal tracings I found on
Ingrid could be from a steel mill.

- The police are checking that?
- Yeah, yeah, they are.

But you remember last night?

The kidnapper said that...

Well, you never
played by the rules.

And then they gave Ingrid

that business phrase that
let you know they had Lisa.

You mean about having leverage.
What about it?

Well, I don't know, it just...

It sounds like they're
trying to make it personal.

Is there a chance we're dealing with
someone you've done business with?

How should I know? I'm...
I'm always making deals.

Do those deals sometimes
produce enemies?

MacGyver,
I'm in a cutthroat business.

That comes with the territory.

Well, does that territory
include steel mills?

What about Breland Steel?
You shut that down last year.

Hmm, that was a
leverage buy-out.

I never even set
foot in the place.

And the chairman of the board
wasn't very happy.

After the shutdown, I had to
have him physically removed

from the plant
a couple of times.

Travers, that's right.

A real hot head.

He was the founder, but he
couldn't see the writing on the wall.

Breland steel was just a dog
I put out of its misery.

But, I gave everyone
three months severance.

It was more than fair.

Yeah, well,

a man spending his whole life
trying to build a company

might not agree.

It was good business.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Listen, I'm gonna
run out to Breland.

You want to call Lieutenant Rhome,
tell him to meet me there?

Sure. Whatever you say.

Call the bank.

Make sure that other
million's gonna be ready.

You know that
liquidating like this

leaves you highly
vulnerable to a takeover?

What other choice do I have?

Woodman here.

Do you have any idea
who this is, Woodman?

Should I?

Only you could destroy
a man's entire life

and never look him in the eye.

It's Mike Travers.

Formerly of Breland Steel.

Now I'm telling you that

because your
daughter saw my face,

and it may be the last thing
she'll ever see.

Travers.

Don't hurt Lisa, please.

I'll have your money together
within the hour, all $5 million.

Good.

Now I want you to
bring it to the steel mill,

so you can see for
yourself what you destroyed.

I'll be there.

Alone, Woodman.

Or you'll never see
your little girl again.

Mr. Woodman,
what are you going to do?

- Exactly what they told me.
- But what about the police?

Forget the police,
I'm going alone.

If Travers catches MacGyver
poking his nose around there,

he's going to kill my daughter.

Look, Molenski and me
agreed to this whole thing

to help the men.

This will help the men.

There's no other way now.

Come on, Mike, gettin' money
out of Woodman's one thing,

but you never said anything
about killin' anybody.

I know, but we've got no choice.

How do we know he's not
bringing the cops, huh?

Because I've got Woodman
running scared.

We're in control now.

I still don't like it.

This is the only
way it's gonna work.

Now, you stay here
and watch the kid.

So why don't you bring the car
around here to the scrap bay?

I'll watch for Woodman.

When we're through with him,
I don't want to hang around.

Okay.

The guy you knocked
down's got the key!

Delaney!

Woodman is pulling up
at the gate.

Bring the girl.

Delaney? Do you hear me?

Delaney?

I don't believe that guy.

Let's go. Your father's here.

Come on, kid, now!

I'm coming, don't rush me!

Hey, what is this?

Get me down from here!

What the hell's going on here?

Hey!

Hey, Travers, do something!

Daddy, Daddy!

- Lisa!
- Daddy!

Stop right there, kid!

Or I'll kill you both,
right now.

I swear!

Let her go.

I have your money
right here, sir.

Here's $5 million.

Let her go, now.

You think you can buy anything,
don't you Woodman?

All I want is my daughter's life.

Please.

What about the lives of the
400 families you destroyed?

What are you willing
to pay for those?

Travers, no!
Don't do it! Please.

It's not worth it.

It's not gonna change anything.

I say it is!

Then you're gonna
have to kill all of us,

and I don't think
you're that kind of man.

That $5 million is
going to the men,

their families.

Those people don't
want blood money.

They want an honest day's work.

If you go through with this,
there's no way

this place is ever
gonna run again.

But if you give up now,

there's still a chance
it can be reopened.

Right?

Listen to him, Daddy.

If all those men
hadn't lost their jobs,

none of this would
have happened.

Isn't that right?

Well, the place can
be reopened, Travers.

I-I'll get my people
on it immediately.

Sure you will.

Is that another one of those
great Woodman promises?

You're gonna have to trust him.

Just like we have to trust you.

Daddy.

All right, get them out of here.

Lieutenant, I want to
thank you for everything.

I'm sorry if I got a
little crazy before.

Hey, forget it.

So, how long
you think it'll take

before you get this
place open again?

Well,

I'm not really sure
if that's possible.

But you promised him all those men
would get their jobs back.

Sweetheart, I'd have promised
anything to get you back.

You lied to him!

Just like you
lied to him before.

Daddy, can't you
see what that does?

You can't just say anything you
want to make things go your way.

Sounds like pretty good advice.

All right, I'll look into it.

Look into it?

All right, I'll do it.

Thank you, Daddy. I love you.

Lisa, I love you, too.

We're outside
the county courthouse

on day 14 of the murder trial
of Curtis Danby.

This is Jake Baron with
an update on the case

that's cut a swath of rage
and fear throughout the city,

ever since that horrible night
when Lisa Robins,

wife of former gold medallist
Wyatt Robins,

was brutally shot
and left to die

on a filthy slum street corner

in the arms of her
critically wounded husband.

Another sacrifice to the
rising tide of street violence

that's lit the fires of prejudice
on both sides of the color line

in this racially troubled city.

Free Danby,
free Danby, free Danby.

Adding fuel to the fire is
the Reverend Roy Thatcher

and his committee for
African-American justice.

Free Danby,
free Danby, free Danby.

Reverend Thatcher.
Reverend Thatcher,

Wyatt Robins has positively
identified Curtis Danby

as the attacker who killed
his wife and wounded him.

How can you claim
he's being railroaded?

If Danby had been a white man
accused of killing a black,

would there even be a trial?

You make Danby
sound like a victim.

He's not only charged with
killing a helpless young woman,

he is also an ex-convict
with a long criminal record

of violent assault
and armed robbery.

Danby paid for his past in prison.

And he's not the first one
forced to commit crimes

to survive in a ghetto
made for him by white society.

And that's exactly why I'm not
in that kangaroo court right now.

Reverend, aren't you just
taking advantage of this trial

to promote your own
brand of racial hatred?

I see no reason to answer
that inflammatory statement.

So, a dark cloud of bitter racism
hovers over this trial,

threatening to unleash a storm
such as this city has never seen.

This is Jake Baron. I'll have
full details on the news at 6:00.

Okay. We're off the air.
Nice job.

Nice?

Nice doesn't get ratings.

Defense, please continue.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now Mr. Robins,
prior to the night in question,

were you familiar with
the infamous reputation

of the Greenwood Heights area

for its high rate of
violent street crime?

Yes, sir, I was.

Well, then, would you please
tell the court why you and your wife

would decide at the last minute

to drive into the
Greenwood Heights area?

Especially at night.

Objection.

Your Honor, we've been
through all of this on direct.

Mr. Monroe,
do you plan to introduce

new information through
this line of questioning?

Yes, of course, Your Honor.

Then you may answer
the question, Mr. Robins.

We, uh, got a phone call
from Sandra Masters.

That's my wife's best friend.

Uh, she asked us to a charity
dinner at the halfway house.

That's the Masters halfway house

sponsored by Miss Masters'
chain of department stores?

Uh, yeah.

I've helped them
raise money in the past.

Sign autographs,
shake a few hands.

Yes, yes, Mr. Robins.

We're all well aware
of your fame

as an olympic swimmer
and local sportscaster.

Objection, argumentative.

Sustained.

Let the witness answer in
his own way, Mr. Monroe.

Go ahead, please.

Anyway, Lisa and I figured
it was for a good cause.

So why not?

Even when it meant
driving through

the most dangerous part of town?

Objection.

Overruled.

But I am waiting, Mr. Monroe.

Yes, Your Honor.

Now Mr. Robins, you testified
that you stopped for the light

at the intersection of
Main Street and Olive Boulevard.

- Is that correct?
- That's right.

And that's when the man
with the gun appeared

at the open window on
your wife's side of the car.

That's right.

The next thing I knew,
uh, Lisa screamed,

and this guy, he, uh, freaked.
He started shooting.

Did you see the man run away?

No.

No, I got hit in the arm
trying to help Lisa.

And I don't remember
anything after that.

Now, Mr. Robins,
you heard Detective Larson testify

that the street lamp on
this corner was broken.

So it was dark.

That is correct.

All right. It was dark.

You saw the man for an instant
from the opposite side of the car.

And yet three days later

you were able to identify him
in a police line-up.

Yes. I recognized him.

Is there a chance
your memory improved

when you saw my client's
picture in the T.V. news?

Objection.

He's being argumentative again.

I withdraw that, Your Honor.

Thank you, Mr. Robins.
No further questions.

Redirect, Mrs. Bigalow?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Robins,

isn't it true that there
was a working street light,

a short distance away?

Yes, there was.

And the man who
murdered your wife,

did you pick him out
of a police line-up?

Yes.

And is he in this courtroom?

He is.

Would you point him out, please?

That's the man.

That's a lie! I didn't do it!
The man's lying!

Order! Order in this courtroom.

Quiet!

Take it easy.

I will have order in this court,
or I'll have it cleared!

Counsel, I warn you
to restrain your client.

We apologize, Your Honor.
It won't happen again.

Let the record reflect

that Mr. Robins has
identified the defendant,

Curtis Danby.

And I have nothing further,
Your Honor.

Thank you.
You may step down, witness.

I guess this is as good a time
as any to call it a day.

Now I remind the jury
and the alternates

that you will remain
sequestered in the hotel,

so that you will not be
influenced in any way

by the extensive media
coverage of this trial.

I also remind you

that you are not to discuss
this case with anyone,

nor amongst yourselves.

Now this court stands in recess
until 9:00 tomorrow morning.

Somebody's got to believe me.

Excuse me, please.

This sequester stuff,
what a joke.

As if lockin' me up's gonna change
my opinion of that punk, Danby.

You're not supposed
to make a decision

until after all the evidence
is presented, Mr. Potter.

Isn't that right, MacGyver?

We're also not supposed
to be talking about the case.

Yeah?

Well, the police say Danby did it.

Even the victim's husband
says he's guilty.

That's enough for me.

I just wish they'd taken us
to the crime scene,

or at least shown us some
photos of the intersection.

When you got a dead bang case,
why bother with all that stuff?

Then the defense attorney
should have asked for it.

That's a very good point.

Waste of time.

It'd only drive another nail
in Danby's coffin.

Or not.

Even the victim's
husband says he's guilty.

That's enough for me.

I just wish they'd taken us
to the crime scene,

or at least shown us some
photos of the intersection.

No chance of readin' a newspaper,
I suppose, huh?

Nope.

Too many stories about the trial.

Man, that was all my change, too.

Those things are real crooks, huh?

Maybe I can keep it honest, huh?

You want one?

Sure. Sounds great.

Justice prevails, huh?

Catch.

Thanks.

Good night.

Sorry. I knocked it off by accident.

How'd my geranium take it?

Better than the pot.

Bring it up, will you, sweetie?

I'm in 2-B.

Pretty bird,
pretty bird, pretty bird.

It's open.

I got bad wheels.

Here you go.

Arlo says thanks.

This is his favorite flower.

You spend a lot of time
at this window?

Should think not.

Got better things to do.

Did you see what happened

the night that lady was
shot down on the corner?

Nope.

Arlo gave me all the details.

Arlo?

He's a real snoop.

He loves to gossip.

Did Arlo see the shooting?

Nope.

He only heard the shot.

But he did get a good look
at what happened after.

So what happened?

He saw a man running
like the devil knew his name.

Did Arlo...

Did Arlo say what
the man looked like?

Arlo says he was
African-American.

He saw the streetlight shine
real bright on his head

when he took off his hat.

The man was bald?

Yeah.

Arlo saw that shiny head of his

when he bent over
and tossed some things

down the storm drain
across the street.

Did the police ask you any
of this after the shooting?

Yeah.

They came bangin' on doors
and kickin' up a fuss.

I tried to tell them
what Arlo saw,

but they didn't want to bother
to hear what he had to say.

Can you believe that?

No, ma'am.

Uh, d-do you have a flashlight
I could borrow?

Yeah. Right there on the shelf.

The brutal murder of Lisa Robins

shocked and appalled every
member of this community.

Black and white, rich and poor.

Yet one more victim of
that crime is Sandra Masters,

heiress to the Masters
department store fortune,

and lifelong friend of Lisa Robins.

Miss Masters, you asked
the Robins' to attend a dinner

in the Greenwood Heights
area that night.

Yes, to raise funds for
the Masters halfway house.

Isn't it ironic that Curtis Danby

was living at the same facility
after being released on parole?

Yes, I guess it is a bit ironic.

Tell me, Miss Masters,

has this tragedy changed your
opinion of the death penalty?

I'm not sure I understand
the nature of your question.

Who's there?

It's me.

MacGyver!
What are you doing here?

Aren't you still under jury sequester?

I need...

a big favor.

You gotta call Danby's lawyer.

Danby's lawyer?

Tell him to search the storm drain
across from 500 Olive Boulevard,

just east of Main.

Well, why? What's there?

A gun.

Same caliber as the one
that killed Lisa Robins.

And a witness who
saw a man put it there

lives in the building,
Apartment 2-B.

Now wait a minute. Hold it.

Would you mind telling me
how you know all this?

I was just there.

Are you telling me that
you broke jury sequester

to go out and dig up evidence?

- No, no.
- This sounds an awful lot like it.

No! I just wanted to
see the area for myself.

I didn't know I was
gonna find anything.

I did. Now I've got
to deal with it, okay?

Yeah.

MacGyver, you can't
do this kind of thing!

Jurors are put under
sequester for a reason.

It's against the rules.

Pete,

the spirit of the law
is to find the truth.

The system and all those rules
are working against that.

Well, what makes you so
sure that Danby's not guilty?

I'm not!

But I don't think Robins
could have identified him.

Well, what do you mean?

Grab your coat. I'll show you.

Come on.

Yeah, just stop here.

All right.

You stay in the car.
I want to try somethin'.

Robins said the man approached
the passenger side of the car

where his wife was sitting.

Now say I'm the guy with the gun.

I come toward the car.

What do you see?

Nothing. I can't
make you out at all.

That's because the
only working streetlight

was behind the killer.

So how could Wyatt Robins pick
Curtis Danby out of a police line-up?

That's what you're saying.

You think he was lying?

Or confused.

The lady in that apartment
said the man was black.

But he was also bald.

Danby's not bald.

No, sir, he's not.

Pete,

you got to get Danby's lawyer
to talk to that lady.

Let her lead him
to the storm drain.

Then see where
the gun leads him.

Oh, boy.

You're the only one
who can do it, Pete.

All right.

Thank you for your patience,
Your Honor.

I asked for this delay because
of some important new evidence

which I received last night.

Mrs. Bigalow,
are you aware of this?

My office knows nothing
about this, Your Honor.

What evidence, counsel?

A new witness.

Who I believe will exonerate
my client of all guilt in this matter.

Objection. This is unconscionable.

Counsel's testifying.

Sustained.

Jury will disregard that.

Well, bring your witness up,
Mr. Monroe.

Raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth?

I never lie.

Put her answer down as yes.

And what's that you
have on your lap?

My friend Arlo.

He's the one you want to talk to.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

Does counsel intend to introduce
the bird's testimony as evidence?

Will both counsel please
approach the bench?

Would you mind explaining
all this, Mr. Monroe?

Yes, Your Honor.

This is an elderly woman
living on welfare in an area

with one of the highest
crime rates in the country.

Naturally, she's afraid to step forward
and admit what she knows

and for some reason, feels safer

communicating her
knowledge through the bird.

The bird?

I know this is irregular,
Your Honor,

but let's humor her.

It's her way of
protecting herself.

Well, this is a first in my
30 years on the bench.

But I'll allow it.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Would you please state your name?

Belinda Jones.

Most folks call me
the bird lady.

I don't mind.

Now you and Arlo reside

At 500 Olive Boulevard,
Apartment 2-B.

- Is that correct?
- Yeah.

Been there 40 years.

And does the window
of your apartment

look down over the corner
where Lisa Robins was killed?

Yeah, but, uh, like
we told the police,

Arlo didn't see that happen.

Did Arlo tell the police what he
did see the night of the shooting?

They never asked.

What did Arlo see that night?

He saw a man at the corner.

This man,
did Arlo see him clearly?

Clear enough.

And what did Arlo see him do?

Arlo said he stopped,

bent over

and threw some things
down the storm drain.

At this time, Your Honor,

I would like to mark
as defense exhibit 6,

a police report which reflects

what was found
in that storm drain.

Ms. Bigalow, will you
stipulate to its admission?

Yes, Your Honor.

It states that
pursuant to a tip,

the police recovered from
the storm drain in question,

a woolen cap, gloves, and a gun.

A .25 caliber Regency special.

The same caliber gun

that was used to shoot
Lisa and Wyatt Robins.

Now, Miss Jones,
was the man black?

Arlo prefers African-American.

Do you see the man
in this courtroom?

Nope.

Is this the man?

Not by a long shot.

Too much hair.

Arlo says he was bald.

Order, order.

I will have order here.

Your Honor, in light
of this new testimony,

I move for the immediate dismissal
of all charges against Curtis Danby.

Opposed.

The people seek a continuance

to allow a proper investigation
of counsel's assertions.

And to evaluate the credibility
of these assertions, Your Honor,

we ask counsel to explain
how he came upon this witness.

Mr. Monroe?

Your Honor, I learned about
the whereabouts of Miss Jones

and the gun from Mr. Peter Thornton
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Peter Thornton?

Phoenix? What?

This gentleman, Your Honor.

Mr. Thornton,
will you tell the court

how you knew about Miss Jones

and the storm drain where
the evidence was found?

Mr. Thornton?

I'm sorry, Your Honor,
I can't divulge my source.

Oh, yes, you can, Mr. Thornton.

Or I will hold you in contempt.

Your Honor, you have a witness

who has led you to the
gun and other evidence.

How that happened
is not what's important.

I will decide what's
important in this court.

Now I'm giving you one more
chance to answer my question.

I can't.

Then you give me no choice
but to hold you in contempt, sir.

Bailiff, will you take
Mr. Thornton into custody?

No, no, hold it.
Wait a minute.

What is this?

Your Honor.

What's going on here?

I showed him where to get
the evidence and the witness.

Mr., uh, uh, MacGyver.

You went out to the crime scene?

Yes, sir.

In so doing you went directly
against the mandate of this court.

Do you understand that?

Yes, sir, I do.

Well, I'll try to avoid
a mistrial here if I can.

Mr. MacGyver,

did you relate any of this
to the other jurors?

No, sir, I didn't.

Very well.

One of the alternates can
take your place on the jury.

Yes, sir.

And you, Mr. MacGyver,

you are remanded to the
custody of the marshal,

pending a contempt hearing
to take place in three days.

Bail is set at $2500.

Bailiff, take custody
of Mr. MacGyver.

This court is adjourned.

Just yesterday,

the case against Curtis Danby
appeared solid as a rock.

But that rock crumbled

when Danby's lawyer
produced a surprise witness

whose testimony virtually
cleared Danby of all guilt.

And then led police to
a gun that ballistics tests

have proved is
the murder weapon.

This reporter has also learned

that the police have traced
the serial number of that gun

to the sporting goods counter

of the Sandra Masters
department store.

Hey, MacGyver.

If they got no case against me
like this guy says,

how come I'm still in here?

I guess the D.A.'s office
needed time to review the case.

They sure didn't waste no time
layin' charges against me.

After seeing last night's broadcast.

Can you tell us why?

Yeah, well, like I said,
I... I saw this Sandra Masters on T.V.

And you recognized her,
but not as Sandra Masters?

Yeah. She's been
checking in here a lot,

but using another name.
Uh, Sue Edwards.

And was she alone?

She always checked into
the motel with her husband.

Uh, at least they said
they were married.

I don't ask any questions.

And when did you realize
who this husband really was?

Uh, when I saw
Wyatt Robins on T.V.

The same Wyatt Robins?

The former gold medallist?

The man who claimed his marriage
couldn't have been happier?

Yeah, I only know what I saw.

And so, there you have it.

A motive for murder?
That's for you to decide.

But when I went to school,
two and two added up to four.

So what does the murder
weapon that was traced

to the Masters department store,

and an ongoing affair
with the victim add up to?

And what's the D.A.'s office
doing about it?

I told 'em he was lyin'.

Maybe they'll believe this guy.

I don't know, Curtis.

Yesterday this guy wanted
to put you in the gas chamber.

MacGyver.

Yeah?

Your bail's been met.

The deputy D.A. wants
to see you pronto.

Hey, man.

Whichever way it goes,

thanks for doin' what you did.

Nuh-huh, don't thank me, Curtis.

I was just looking
for the truth.

It could still lead back to you.

If anybody ever does
get to the truth, MacGyver,

it won't lead to me.

This is getting out of hand, Sandra.

Well, what can they do, darling?
We haven't broken any laws.

I knew it was a mistake.

We should never
have gotten involved.

We fell in love.

Is that a crime?

Haven't you been
watching the news?

Ever since that gun
was traced to your store,

they've been making us
look like monsters.

Hundreds of people
come in this store.

Any one of them could
have stolen that gun.

It's not just that.

What that bird lady
said on the stand

made it look like I was
lying about Danby.

As if I had something to hide.

We know the truth, Wyatt.

Why should we care
what anyone else thinks?

I'd like to see you tonight.

Sandra, when I said
we were through,

I meant it.

But don't you see, darling?

All of this will be over soon.

We can be together and...
and forget it ever happened.

I can't forget about
what happened to Lisa.

I'm sorry, Sandra. Goodbye.

That bird lady?

She's gonna put us both
on death row.

No, she won't.

This time, make it
look like an accident.

I'll see to it she
flies like a bird.

Mr. MacGyver.

You made bail, I see.

Yes, sir.

You know what you did undermines
the very fabric of our legal system.

The right to trial
by an impartial jury.

Yes, sir.

I must admit that you
did uncover vital evidence

that might possibly keep an
innocent man from being convicted.

I cannot condone what you did,

but, uh, off the record,

I am grateful for the results.

Yes, sir.

This is the true test
of our legal system.

Now that the suspects are two white,
wealthy, respectable people,

will the D.A. be so quick
to press charges?

Or is there a different
kind of law for Curtis Danby

and all others who are
guilty of only one crime,

being born with the
wrong color skin?

Yes, Mr. Mayor.

Yes, sir.

I've been watching it.

Well, the district attorney's instructed me
to move as fast as we can.

So I'll be asking the
court this afternoon

to issue a warrant for
the arrest of Wyatt Robins.

No, sir, we don't have enough
evidence yet to implicate the woman.

But we're working on it.

Yes, sir. I'll keep you posted.

You're welcome. Goodbye.

They, uh, said you
wanted to see me?

Yes.

I wanted you to know that
I filed for a restraining order.

And when I get it,

if you come even
within a mile of this case,

I'll make sure you
stay behind bars.

What is it with you people?

Why are you so afraid of
going after the truth, huh?

Oh, we do, Mr. MacGyver.

We just don't do it your way.

We have a legal system with
rules that people have to obey.

What about Danby?

Don't you think he
has a right to be judged

based on the facts

instead of what shows up
on the evening news?

Now, come on, admit it.

You let public opinion force you into
bringing Danby up on murder charges.

And now you're about to
do the same thing to Robins.

We go where the evidence leads.

No, that...

You're goin' in the
wrong direction.

You heard what
Belinda Jones said.

She saw a bald black man

put the evidence
into a storm drain.

The woman talks through a bird.

Now how much credibility do you
think that a jury is going to give to her?

Well, why don't you
let the jury decide that?

Now come on, I believed her.

And now you've got
the murder weapon.

Bigalow.

When? How did it happen?

I'm on my way now.

The bird lady is
no longer a witness.

She's dead.

5, 4, 3, 2, go.

Until yesterday, Belinda Jones

was an old lady struggling
just to get by in the world.

Then overnight,
she became famous.

The only eyewitness to
the murder of Lisa Robins.

Now she's dead as
the result of a two story fall

from her apartment window.

A tragic accident?

Or a sinister attempt
to conceal the truth?

Just a minute. Here comes the D.A.
Over here.

Deputy D.A. Bigalow, is it true that
the police are questioning Wyatt Robins

in connection with his wife's murder?

No comment.

Was the bird lady killed
just to keep her quiet?

No comment. Excuse me.

There you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.

Our district attorney has no comment
whatsoever on this terrible crime.

Anybody see what happened?

No witnesses.

So what else is new?

Hopefully, we'll learn more
when the police arrest Robins.

Still with Robins.

You really think
Wyatt Robins did this?

He had a motive.

All right, if not Wyatt Robins, who?

Well, the bald man the
bird lady saw, of course.

Yeah, it may be.

But how did he
manage to get the gun

from Masters department store
without buying it?

Pete, I'll bet if we
check the records

of the Masters halfway house

against the state employment records
for the department store,

we might just come up
with something.

Well.

According to this,

only one ex-convict
from the halfway house

works at Masters department store.

Lawrence Groden.

Well, matches the description.

Yeah. And that's not all.

According to his M.O.,

Groden always
changed his appearance.

And ditched his weapon
near the scene of the crime.

So he'd be clean if he
was picked up later on.

Sounds like our guy.

Yeah.

How do we prove it?

Well, if Groden
did kill the bird lady,

it's because he was
afraid of being identified.

What if somebody else
could identify him?

Who?

Wyatt Robins.

I need to talk to you.

Look, mister, I may
have one arm in a sling,

but I got another one that's plenty
strong enough to punch you out.

So I'd get out of here
if I were you.

All right, settle down,
settle down, will you?

Did you know Belinda Jones is dead?

The bird lady? How?

Murdered.

Oh, my God.
Do they know who did it?

Well, the D.A.'s getting
a warrant for your arrest.

They think I did it?

Look, I'm no killer, MacGyver.

I believe you.

Yeah, you and no one else.

This is a nightmare.

I wish I'd never seen
that police line-up.

Yeah, but why did you pick out
Danby if you weren't sure?

I was sure.

His picture was all over the news
when he was arrested.

Don't you think there's a chance
that you might have been influenced?

Okay, maybe I saw him on T.V.
Maybe I was influenced.

But the police seemed
so sure it was him.

He was in the area.

He has a record
as long as your arm.

Even the D.A. said it was him.

And now the D.A.'s
accusing me of setting him up.

Well, I think you were set up.

Yeah, by who?

Sandra.

Sandra? No way, it can't be.

Wyatt?

Today when I talked to her,
she acted as if Lisa's murder

was the perfect way for us
to get back together.

Maybe that was her plan all along.

Robins, I'm sorry,

but I think she hired somebody
from the store to kill your wife

and make it look like a robbery.

I want you to help me prove that.

How? I didn't see him, remember?

He doesn't know that.

This is crazy, MacGyver.

You've got me looking for somebody
you've already proven I can't identify.

Yeah, I know.

But if we find him, I want you to act
like you've seen him before.

Let's try the loading area.

I think we got a nibble here.

Let's call the police.

Don't bother.

It wasn't supposed to
happen like this, darling.

Sandra.

I loved you, Wyatt.

So you hired Groden
to kill his wife, is that it?

I wanted him for myself.

And it would have worked if
you hadn't stuck your nose in.

Come on, it's over, Sandra.

Lose the gun, okay?

Don't listen to him.

Go! Get 'em!

Give me your coat, quick.

Get 'em!

Get 'em!

It's over.

Yeah. It's over.

I'm just happy to be
a free man, that's all.

Mr. Danby, do you plan on suing
the state for malicious prosecution?

Okay, people, that's
enough for now.

Let's give these men a chance to
get their lives back to normal, all right?

Excuse me.

Mr. Danby, Mr. Danby.

Despite all the smiles
and the handshakes,

the questions remain.

How did our legal system
go so wrong?

And what were the
mistakes that nearly led

to the conviction, and indeed,

almost the execution of
an innocent man for murder?

One man who might be
able to answer that question

Is MacGyver, the rogue juror
who helped solve the case.

MacGyver, how does it feel
to be a hero?

Well, I wouldn't know.

Well, it was your evidence
that cleared Danby.

Isn't it ironic that
the killer turned out

to be a black man after all?

And a white woman.

A very rich white woman,
I might add.

One who tried to buy
the death of her best friend

for pieces of silver.

Tell me, MacGyver,
is she responsible

for the gross miscarriage of
justice that occurred here today?

Or does the D.A. deserve
to share some of the blame?

Man.

No, actually, I think you're to blame.

I beg your pardon?

People like you
who rush to judgment

or make snap accusations
before you get all the facts.

Who gets hurt doesn't
seem to matter to you people

as long as you get a
few more rating points.

Sounds like you're against
a free and democratic press.

No, sir.

Just people who abuse it.

Like you, Mr. Baron.

Well, all I can say is I'm glad the
rest of America doesn't think like you.

You never know.

Is that a fishing lure?

Yeah, I call it the
Harry Jackson Dazzler.

Here, might improve your luck.

Whoa!

Thanks.

You say you learned to fish
from your grandfather, huh?

Yeah.

Long time ago, when I was a kid.

But he moved to California.
So I don't see him that much.

Yeah, I know how that is.

My grandson lives in California.

Seems like an awful
long way off sometimes.

Yeah.

Want to see his picture?

Sure.

There you go.

He's your grandson?

Boy, he's old.

Uh, I mean,
you don't look that old.

Well, uh, I'll let you in
on a little secret.

I don't feel that old, either.

Uh, try,

try keeping your wrist straight
when you cast.

You'll get a little
more distance.

Okay.

Hey, mister, you okay?

Just do me a favor, bud.

Go to the cottage back
down the trail there.

Tell them to get an ambulance.

Fast as you can.

Our earliest
flight with an available seat

departs at midnight.

No, that's too late.

Please, my grandfather's
in the hospital.

I have to be in
Minneapolis today.

Are you sure you don't have
a seat on an earlier flight?

I'm sorry, sir.

The best I can do is
keep you on a wait list

for the next available flight.

Uh, okay.

Uh, do that. Thank you.

- No luck?
- Wait listed.

You know, his worst fear
is dying alone somewhere.

He needs me, Pete.
I'm the only family he's got.

Well, we still have to
turn the Sun Boat over

to the Egyptian
consulate representative.

That should keep your
mind off things for a while.

Maybe by the time we finish,

something will
break with the airlines.

If not, I'll try to get
you a military flight, okay?

Mr. Thornton.

Here's Hakim now.

Mr. Thornton,
good to see you again.

- Mr. Hakim.
- Yeah.

This is MacGyver.

Mr. Hakim is the consul officer

in charge of repatriating Egyptian
artifacts to the Cairo museum.

We've been working on the
Sun Boat acquisition for a month now.

Pleasure indeed.

Hello.

Well, this way, gentlemen.

I'll be very happy when
the transfer is complete.

Ever since my
country started lobbying

to return Egyptian
artifacts to our homeland,

the demand on the black
market has become fierce.

I'm afraid a piece like the
Sun Boat is a tempting target.

Uh, this is Jeremy Stintson,

the museum's
antiquities curator.

Uh, I read the
paper you published

on religious rites of the
18th dynasty, Mr. Hakim.

Most impressive.

You are too kind.

I am merely an
interested amateur.

May I see it?

The finest example

of middle kingdom artistry
I've ever seen.

The museum will miss it.

Is it not magnificent?

Well, it's certainly
easy to understand

why your country wants
artifacts like this returned home.

This, uh, this symbol,

looks like the one
you're wearing, isn't it?

Yes.

It stands for Ka.

It is said to protect a man's spirit
in this world and the next.

Are you familiar with the
legend of Osiris, MacGyver?

I'm not up on my Egyptology, no.

The pharaohs
believed when they died,

Osiris would guide
them to the afterlife

to meet Anubis,
judge of the netherworld.

A haunting figure, isn't he?

MacGyver, are you all right?

Uh, I have to check up
on my grandfather.

Excuse me.

Once you sign the papers,

the Sun Boat will officially be
in your custody, Mr. Hakim.

Please express
my government's thanks

to the Phoenix Foundation,
Mr. Thornton.

Your negotiations with the
museum made this possible.

Well, we're glad
we could be of help.

Someone took the Sun Boat.

Hang on.

Come on, friend, hang on.

The transfer went well.

The Sun Boat's in the trunk.

You fool.

This was supposed
to be a clean operation.

I wanted no one hurt.

The American attacked me.

I had no choice.

Thanks to you,

the police will not rest
until they find who did this.

Everyone will be investigated.

But you said your diplomatic
immunity would protect us.

Not for long.

We must smuggle the Sun Boat
out of the country tonight,

under embassy seal.

Once it's in my client's
private collection,

no one will see it again.

Then we'll be safe,

and very rich.

But he saw my face.
He can identify me.

Then he must not live
to get the opportunity.

Dr. Rozoff to Radiology 3.

Dr. Rozoff, Radiology 3.

How is he?

Well, the doctor's
still in there with him.

What about the police?
They have any luck?

I'm afraid not. Nobody got
a good clear look at the thief.

Uh, this is Tarik,
my security aide.

I felt you might
require some backup.

Oh, good, I appreciate it.

It's gonna take a while to arrange
for a Phoenix security team.

There's the doctor.

How is he? Is he all right?

There was a lot of fluid build-up
from his head injuries.

Uh, we drained it and relieved
the intercranial pressure

but I'm concerned there might
be damage to the brain stem.

How bad?

We won't know until
he comes around.

I'm sorry, your friend
has lapsed into a coma.

Can I go in? Can I see him?

Yes, of course.

Dr. Chan to Oncology.

Dr. Chan, Oncology.

MacGyver?

Don't worry, pal,
I'm right here with you.

Pete, what's happening to me?

Answer me, Pete.
What's goin' on?

Does he have any family
who should be notified?

His grandfather.

But he just went in the
hospital this morning

after a serious heart attack.

When you think about it,

I'm the closest
he's got to family.

Come on, MacGyver.

You never quit on me before.

Don't do it now.

You're gonna pull through this.

Wait a minute!

That's the guy!

He stole the Sun Boat.

He's working for Hakim.
Can you hear me? Pete!

Pete, that's the guy!

Give it up, bud.

You can't afford to
waste your breath.

Harry? Is that you?

Last time I looked.

What are you doin' here?

I'm lookin' at this fine mess
you got yourself into.

You gotta learn to
be more careful, bud.

No!

Harry! Don't go!

Pete?

Pete?

Harry, wait!

Harry!

Pete!

- I have to get on board.
- Of course, you do.

Wait your turn like everyone else.

My grandfather's on this ship.
I've got to see him.

What seems to be the problem?

Are you in charge here?

I'm Chief Purser Anubis.
How can I help you, MacGyver?

How do you know who I am?

It's part of my job.

Have I seen you before?

I take many forms.

It helps me relate better to
those who pass through here.

Where's here?

Why, the other side, of course.

Other side of what?

The other side of life.

This is the netherworld,
MacGyver.

You mean...

I'm...

Dead?

Dr. Rose, 1127.

Dr. Rose, 1127.

Dr. Elder, 2297.

Dr. Elder.

Put this in MacGyver's IV
at your first opportunity.

I've got two MacGyvers,
Ellen and James.

But they both came with the ship to
meet a new passenger, Harry Jackson.

That's him.
Harry's my grandfather.

Did you say...

James and Ellen MacGyver?

Those are my parents.

Please, let me on board.

I'm sorry, but you're not
on the manifest.

Try his name again.

All right, I'll let them know.

Yeah, thanks.

Have the police found out anything?

Not a thing.

It's as if the Sun Boat
just vanished into thin air

along with the thieves.

Lieutenant Rhome thinks
that whoever did this,

had to know of the Sun Boat's
delivery schedule in advance.

The possibility that
one of our own people

was responsible.

It's an outrage.

Well, I just told the lieutenant

he could search the
Phoenix Foundation.

And he wants permission
to check out your consulate.

I must consult the ambassador
before allowing such a search.

I'm sure he'll agree.

I'll fix everything.

Yes, MacGyver.

There we are.

He's clear to go aboard now.

Ah.

So, I'm...

I'm really dead?

Have a pleasant journey,
MacGyver.

Harry.

What are you doing here, bud?

Well, I was looking for you.

Well, okay, now you've found me.

Why don't you do us
both a favor and just go.

Oh, come on, Harry.

Look, I know you're upset.
But I tried to get to you

as soon as I heard
about the heart attack.

That's got nothing to do
with what's eatin' at me.

I've seen some bone-headed
moves in my time,

but then you
comin' on this ship,

that takes the blue ribbon.

Well, I didn't have much choice.

I'm dead. Just like you.

Nonsense, you can't be dead!

Well, I fell three stories
to the top of a car.

I... I think it's pretty likely.

The fall didn't
finish you off, bud.

You can still fight.

Wait a minute.

So what are you sayin'?

I'm not dead?

It's up to you.

The second boarding call.
Be one more.

If you're still on board
when they cast off,

you won't ever get back.

Harry, Harry!

Mom and Dad are here.

They're sentimentalists.

Oh, they say they're just
here to help me along here.

As if I'm gonna get lost.

Well, you know where they are?

Well, come on, take me to 'em!

Haven't you been
listening to me?

Come on, Harry!

I haven't seen Dad
since I was 10,

and you know what
happened when mom died.

I never got a chance
to tell either one of 'em

how much I really loved 'em.

They know, bud.

Are you gonna take me to 'em,

or do I have to hunt all over
this boat on my own, huh?

I suppose changing your mind
is out of the question.

Yes, sir.

You always were stubborn.

Just like your grandma.

Yeah, well, she used
to say I got that from you.

Come on, I haven't got all day.

He's gone into V-fib.

Get a cart in here and
draw A.B.G.'s and lytes, stat.

Yes, doctor, right away.

Code blue, I.C.U. 3,
code blue, I.C.U. 3.

Respiratory therapy, I.C.U. 3,
respiratory therapy, I.C.U. 3.

That's MacGyver's room.

The afterlife certainly
has its attractions.

Careful, bud, remember,
you're just a visitor.

I don't know, Harry.

For the first time
since I can remember,

I feel like I'm where I belong.

Like I've finally come home.

Harry, it's them.

Better let me talk to them first.

They're not expectin' to see you.

Dad!

Oh.

Oh.

It's so good to see you again.

Welcome aboard, Harry.

You're both a sight.

Oh, Lord, I missed you so much.

No more, Dad.

We're taking you home.

You wouldn't know
about Celia, would you?

She couldn't make the trip.

You know how she is on boats.

Mom's at home, Dad.

She can't wait to see you.

She's fixing you one of her
famous special occasion dinners.

Oh.

Sounds great.

I'm starved.

Son?

Oh, honey, it is you.

It really is you.

Dad.

You always were
full of surprises, son.

We didn't expect to
see you for a while.

Yeah, well,

kind of a last minute
change of plans.

You're here with us now.

That's all that matters.

Isn't it wonderful, Dad?
We're a family again.

- What's the B.P.?
- 70 over 30.

What's happening to him?
What's going on?

For some reason his heart has
gone into ventricular fibrillation.

In other words, his
heart has stopped.

Well, you told me
he was stabilized.

What's caused this?

I wish I knew.

He's dying, Mr. Thornton.

Doctor, we need you, sir.

Please, excuse me.

Dying?

I put the Sun Boat in your
office safe at the consulate.

Arrangements have been made
to ship it out of the country tonight.

Unfortunately the police already
suspect this was an inside job.

They want permission to search the
consulate and all diplomatic parcels.

You must not allow it.

Refusing to permit such a search

would only make them suspicious.

We must give them a new suspect to
investigate so they will leave us alone.

Who?

Peter Thornton.

If he disappears, the police
will think he's taken the Sun Boat.

As soon as MacGyver is dead,

Thornton will join him.

The next thing I knew,
there you were,

riding a bicycle
off the barn roof,

wearing a parachute

made with my best
bedsheets on your back.

I'll never forget the
look on her face.

I don't know which she
was worried about the most.

You or the linen.

Dad, how could
you remember that?

It happened after you died.

Just because we don't
live in the world anymore

doesn't mean we don't take an
interest in what goes on there.

He's right, dear.
We've watched you.

Seen the things you've done,
the people you've helped.

Two parents couldn't
be more proud.

Well, I'm not so
proud of myself.

I wasn't there for you when
you died in the hospital.

Oh.

I knew you wanted to be there.

That's all that's really important.

But I've always
felt guilty about that.

And I wanted a chance
to say I'm sorry.

Mom, I just couldn't get back.

Let go of the past.

You've earned a rest.

You're going home.

Hogwash.

Now, Harry.

It's not the boy's time,
I tell you.

Isn't it, Harry?

I'm all that's left
of the family now.

What do I have to go back for?

There are other people.

Friends who depend on you.

Oh, they'll get along without me.

Willin' to put money on it?

Leave him alone, Dad.
He's been through enough.

He's got a right to know the
consequences of his decision.

Bring that coin over here, bud.

What's goin' on, Harry?

The future, bud.

Hakim's gonna kill Pete.

We've gotta stop him.

The only one who
can stop him is dead.

That's right, bud, it's you.

What's my being dead have
to do with Hakim killing Pete?

When you're alive, everything
you do has an effect on others.

You make ripples like
tossing a stone in a pond.

Same when you die.

Well, I've gotta warn him.

I've gotta get back.

You can try.

But there are no promises, bud.

Mom, Dad.

You're leaving, aren't you?

I think Harry's right.

It's not my time.

And if I stay, one of my
best friends is gonna die.

We were finally together again.

Don't cry, Ellen.

It won't make things any easier.

Are you sure about this, son?

God, I miss you both so much.

This is not goodbye.
We'll see each other again.

Tell Grandma, I'm
sorry I missed dinner.

Last call, bud.

All ashore.

Dad.

Prepare a cardiac syringe.
10 C.C. of epinephrine.

One, two, three...

What's the B.P. now?

It's dropping, uh, 70 over 30.

Somehow his
potassium level is way up.

So give him glucose
and insulin to counteract.

Prepare to defib.

60 over 30. Dropping.

One, two...

Charging to 400 joules.

...three, four, five.

The paddles are on charge, doctor.

One...

Prepare to cast off.

Hey, uh, hold on. My grandson's
got to get off this tub.

I'm afraid that's totally
out of the question.

No, you don't understand.
I'm not dead.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Watch who you're grabbin' here.

Classic case of denial.

There's always
one on every trip.

They'll upset the
other passengers.

Let them cool off in the engine room
until after we embark.

Hey, somebody's
gonna be murdered

if I don't get back.

You'll feel much better soon.

Jammed the wheel.

I knew it was a mistake
letting you stay on this boat.

It wasn't your decision.
It was mine.

What was all fired
important about you

comin' on this boat after me?

Maybe because there was so
much left unsaid between us.

Like..

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

For not bein' around to
spend more time with you.

Well, people have
got to live their lives.

You don't like being crowded
any more than I do.

No.

But I feel bad about all the
weekends and the holidays I missed.

Well.

Do you realize, we didn't
spend Christmas together once

after I moved to California?
Not once.

Love's not

some bill to be paid on
holidays and weekends, bud.

You want to let
somebody know you care,

you do it when
they're not around.

You know, like,

well,

livin' up to the
example they set.

Well, thank you, Harry,

for settin' such
a great example.

They're gettin'
ready to cast off.

Sorry, bud.

Oh, come on, Harry.

We've been in tighter
spots than this, right?

- One, two...
- Charging.

...three...

- Stand clear.
- ...four.

All clear, doctor.

We do have a talent
for gettin' boxed in.

Yeah.

Remember that first
camping trip we took?

Almost didn't make it
when that truck of mine

got stuck in that steep washout.

Yeah, but you figured a way.

Harry, you're a genius.

I am?

Once again.

- Stand clear.
- Clear.

I'm gettin' a little slow, bud,

what's this idea of mine?

When that truck was stuck,
you said the best way

to beat a problem was
to make it work for you.

So, you took a tire
off a back wheel,

and tied a rope around the hub.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Then you took the
other end of the rope

and wrapped it around
that tree up the hill.

And you put her in gear,

and that truck just
winched herself up.

So you figure that propeller shaft's
gonna pull us out of this ditch?

Yeah, somethin' like that.

He's still in defib.

He's not responding, doctor.

- Stand clear.
- Clear!

Come on, Harry.

You are a wonder, bud.

Just something my
grandpa taught me.

I don't remember teachin'
anythin' this crazy, bud.

All it can do is kill us, Harry.
Come on.

No, no, no, bud.

My time is up.

Harry, let's go.

No. Celia's got supper waiting.

You remember, how she used to get
if you showed up late for meals.

It's my time.

Goodbye, Grandpa.

I'll be seein' you, bud.

We've got a rhythm on him.

Oh, thank God.

He's got to keep fighting.

He's not on solid ground yet.

He's back in V-fib.

- Stand clear.
- Clear.

No one leaves this ship.

Jump, bud. Go for it!

That's showin' 'em, bud.

Doctor.

Look, he's coming out of it.

He's stabilizing.

Your friend is quite a fighter,
Mr. Thornton.

He has a normal sinus rhythm.

I don't believe it.

MacGyver, can you hear me?

Can you speak?

His autonomic responses
need time to recover.

He's been through a great deal.

Yeah.

I just wish I knew
who did this to him.

Look.

Maybe it's his reflexes.

No.

He's trying to
tell us something.

Ka.

Are you sayin'
Hakim's people did this?

You! This is all your doing!

No, this is a mistake.

Don't move!

Don't even breathe.

Doctor, can one of
your staff call the police?

Tell them I'm holding three suspects

for theft and attempted murder.

Nurse.

Welcome back, MacGyver.

So, after Hakim's men confessed,

the Egyptian ambassador
was more than willing

to let the police
search the consulate.

They found the Sun Boat
in Hakim's office safe.

He's been declared
persona non grata.

Which means he'll be
deported home to face charges.

I understand the Egyptian court

has a real thing
for artifact thieves.

Yeah.

Well, I for one am just glad

the Sun Boat is safely
in the Cairo museum,

where it can't cause
any more trouble.

You know, MacGyver,

I'm really sorry you didn't make it
back to your grandfather's funeral.

I know how much he meant to you.

It's okay, Pete.

I think Harry understands.

You know, for a while there,

I thought I was gonna
have to go to your funeral.

When I think of how close
you actually came to dying,

I don't mind telling you,

it still scares me.

Thanks, Pete.

But you know something?

Death's not so scary.

I don't think it's
the end of anything.

It's more like, just
another step along the way.

That's a nice thought.

Yeah.

Just somethin' my
grandpa taught me.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[G LOVE E PLAYING TOUGH BOYS]

♪ Listen up, chumps,
listen up good ♪

♪ We don't want no more poison
messin' up our neighborhood ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys
comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ Pushers and users,
you better jump back ♪

♪ 'Cause we're burning down
everything related to crack ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
They're comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-Tough boys ♪

♪ Sell dope? You better hide ♪

♪ Crack dealers know
30 seconds to go ♪

♪ 'Cause the Tough Boys
are comin' ♪

♪ Then everything blows ♪

♪ The Boys are real
We mean what we say ♪

♪ If you ain't standing with us,
then you stand in our way ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ They're comin' at you ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
you better move it ♪

♪ Silent like a dead man
that move through the night ♪

♪ Strictly taking care of business
so that everything's right ♪

♪ Get with the program
Support it with your mind ♪

♪ Gotta face the drug man,
tell him you ain't buyin' ♪

♪ Protect the children,
lock your home ♪

♪ Let your mind be free,
leave the drugs alone ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
they're comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
here comes one now ♪

[ALL WHOOPING]

That's one of the dealers
down there, man.

We got to get him out of there
before the ether blows, bro.

[EXPLOSION]

Oh, my God!

Let's get out of here.
Let's go.

Come on. Now!

♪ T-T-T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ T-T-Tough Boys ♪

- Up on the right, there, T.C.
- Okay.

- T.C.?
- Yeah.

This is right,
this is left, okay?

MANNY:
Yeah. Okay, little bit more.

Dario, drop your end
just a little bit, there, okay?

- T.C.: You want it higher?
- MANNY: Great, great.

T.C.:
How's that?

MANNY: Now start lifting it up.
There you go.

A little higher.
Oh, you got to drop your end, Dario.

Drop your end just a
little bit. There you go.

A little bit more. A little bit more.
Let go, let go.

Okay, now raise her up
a little bit.

Looks perfect.

- Is that a MacGyver I see?
- Manny!

- [LAUGHING]
- How you doin'?

Great, great.
It's good to see you.

You know, Cynthia had to
step away for about an hour.

She asked if I'd
show you around.

Yeah, but what are you
doin' here?

I'm stoppin' crime
before it gets started.

You are lookin' at their
number-one volunteer.

Whenever I'm not on duty,
I come down here and help out.

Yeah, but I thought you moved
away to someplace like Nebraska

and bought a farm!

I did. Then I sold it,
came back.

Chief reinstated me.

What can I say, I'm a city cop.

- Did you get your old beat back?
- Yep.

And, thanks to Cynthia,
and a fellow named R.T. Hines,

they've made my job
a whole bunch easier.

Would you believe that
they've tripled enrollment?

Well, looks like
somebody's been busy.

That's why they need
this Phoenix grant.

"Self-Esteem Life Force."
It's our new program.

The man who runs it,
Rutherford Hines, unbelievable.

Yeah, well, I'm looking
forward to meetin' him.

So, how's Joan?

Well, Joan had to divorce me,
old buddy.

- [SIGHING]
- She's in therapy.

- Sorry about that, man.
- It's okay.

It's just old Manny the cop,
my grandbaby...

Full-time nurse now.

Let's get you started.

But before we go in,

both Cynthia and I want you to
keep an open mind about R.T. Hines.

I think I can manage that.

You are what you believe!

Let no one nowhere convince you
that you are lacking!

It's up to you
to make your life better!

You and no one else!

- Understand?
- ALL: Understood, sir!

- Understand?
- ALL: Understood, sir!

- I can't hear you!
- ALL: Understood, sir!

HINES:
Give me ten!

ALL:
One, two, three...

Some have left gangs.

Some have stopped using drugs.

Some get better grades.

He just pushes and
pushes and pushes.

Try, try, try, try!
Do you hear me?

ALL:
Yes, sir!

Is that "Coco" Hubbard?

None other.

He stopped being the leader of the
Rolling Thunder gang to come here.

This is our neighborhood! Ours!

And we can make it anything
we want it to be!

Anything...

we believe with all our hearts!

- Do you hear me?
- ALL: Yes, sir!

Jumping jacks. 100!
Do it!

You're lookin' at magic,
MacGyver.

ALL:
One, two, three, four...

[TOUGH BOYS PLAYING ON STEREO]

Halt!

♪ Users and abusers,
you better jump back ♪

♪ 'Cause we're burning down
everything that has to do with crack ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys ♪

♪ Tough!
T-T-T-T-Tough... ♪

You're late, Angel!

Oh, I'm late.

Does that mean I have
to scrub your mat for you?

Turn that music off.

Oh, no way, ese.
This is a loco hit record.

You don't like it?

[TURNS MUSIC OFF]

You've been drinking.

And we don't allow drugs
or alcohol in here.

You got 10 seconds
to get out, son.

How about 30 seconds, ese?
Huh?

Give me 30 seconds,
and we'll all get out of here!

Huh? What do you say?

- There, I scrubbed your mat for you.
- All right, Angel, let's leave.

[COUGHING]

We'll have no disrespect in here, Angel.
Do you understand me?

Do you?

Do you understand me?

Mr. Hines!

I think you made your point.

[COUGHING]

Now, you understand
we cannot tolerate

any disrespect in here,
Angel, don't you?

No more, "Yes, sir!"

"Understood, sir!"

I don't want to be
nobody's soldier!

You understand?

[COUGHING]

All right, everybody.

Review today's lesson.
Take a minute for meditation.

Hector, Coco,
you scrub those mats.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

What's your name, tourist?

This is MacGyver, R.T.

Oh, so you're MacGyver.
I want to talk to you.

Outside.

All right, kids.
Let's take a break.

Let's go upstairs.
Come on.

[KIDS MURMURING]

People I respect have said some
pretty nice things about your, mister.

And I know you're here to
figure out if we get some money.

I'm here to tell you I'm the first one
that hopes we get some money.

But nobody interferes when
I'm working with my kids.

Nobody undercuts my respect
when I'm in a session.

Do you understand me?

What I understand

is that you were stickin' a
kid's head in a bucket of water,

and nobody does that
in front me.

You understand that?

Let me tell you
somethin', tourist.

You're standing in the
middle of a war zone.

Almost as many people die on these
streets as there are days in a year.

I'm givin' these kids
what they need to survive!

That may be your intention,

but what I saw up there
bordered on abuse.

- It was appropriate!
- It was excessive.

Look, look,
I know the both of you.

And believe me, you
both want the same thing.

I don't think so, Manny.

Mr. MacGyver is a tourist.

He ain't dirtying his
hands in this war.

And you know what I think of tourists.

- Look, R.T., MacGyver is not a tourist...
- Don't bother, Manny. Forget it.

Excuse me!

I'm going to find Angel.

I've no time for educating
the educated.

DENNIS:
Tough Boys.

Every time I turn around,
it's Tough Boys.

MYRON:
What do you want to do?

What do I want to do?

Look at this!

They burned down eight
of our buildings.

Last night somebody got killed.

People are getting nervous
about doing business with us.

They're becoming heroes!

Songs on the radio.
T-shirts.

I want them dead.
Yesterday!

HECTOR: We've got to do
somethin' about him.

Angel's losin' it, man.

He's gonna jam us all.

Hey, what you talkin'
about, man?

Angel's gonna be all right.

HECTOR: He's lucky Hines
didn't drown his butt, man.

[SIREN BLARING ON T.V.]

This is it, man!
This is our deal.

FEMALE REPORTER:
At the top of the news,

we have the eighth "Take back the
neighborhood" crack-house burning

by the self-styled vigilante group
who call themselves "The Tough Boys."

- [CHUCKLES]

- Vigilantes? What's wrong with her?
- Chill.

Sixteen were arrested at the location.

All believed to be crack-house
customers and pushers.

But the big story is,
for the first time,

there was a fatality.

Police believe that a
19-year-old crack dealer...

Oh, man, that's weak.

...was trapped
inside the building.

Neighbors say
there were shots...

Yeah, wh-what you need, cuz?

Nothin'.
Just lookin' around.

Uh, hey, uh, come on, we better
go finish up them mats, huh?

[GRUNTING]

You kickin' me in my gut.

Hey, that hurt, man.

You know, you ain't supposed
to treat your homies like that.

We should've got him
out of there. He was 19!

Just like my brother was.

Look, man, everybody around here

that lost somebody to gangs,
drugs, or some stupid stray bullet.

Now, you think
I loved my little cousin

any less than you loved
your big brother, huh?

You think Hector don't hurt? Sinclair?

Now, you take that
raggedy suitcase home, man.

We got a burn-down tonight,
and you're in on it.

We made a pact to take back
the 'hood from these drug freaks

and we're doin' it.

And we need you, man.

So, what you gonna do?

I don't want to be
in no more killings, man.

Boy. Ain't gonna be
no more killings, man.

It was an accident.

For real, brother.

Hey, my grandmother
sat on her porch

for the first time in
three years last week, man.

The 'hood needs us.

No more dyin'.
I promise you.

Brother to brother.
Promise, man.

You down?

[SIGHS]

Yeah, I'm down, man.

Hey, you know, this is
real, uh, cozy, now,

but we gonna have to square
about you kickin' me in my gut.

Go ahead, man.

Take your best shot, chump.

[CHUCKLING]
Ooh! Called the man a chump!

Hey, man, you hit like a punk.

Yeah? Only when
I'm hittin' a punk.

Now check this.

Now, our next hit

is gonna be right at
the heart of the matter.

The man says that we're goin'
across town to haul in some bigger fish.

Bigger fish, homes?

The rich boys who funnel
the poison into the 'hood.

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

MANNY: Yes, this is the ninth
Tough Boys burn down, but...

Come on, MacGyver, I know
Hines was a little rough on you,

but that's not your style.

Head-hunting a guy on a hunch?

MacGYVER: Manny, I told you,
it's nothin' personal.

I heard some
of the kids talkin'.

It sounded like
they were involved.

You know, a Hines-Tough Boy
connection is not such a big stretch.

Hey, I've got at least six
different organizations on our list

that fit the Tough Boys
profile perfectly.

Now, they're good people.

They're just fed up with
crack in their neighborhood,

and they can't wait for us
to do it by the law.

Look, Manny. I know
how you feel about the guy.

But I got to check him out.
I can't recommend a Phoenix grant

unless he's cleared.

Well, the truth is,
I'm probably most disturbed

because I know that you
don't go off half-cocked.

I like R.T. Hines, a lot.

He's a damn good man, MacGyver.

I'm sure he is.

Look, I'll keep you posted
if I find out anything.

Now, you do the same, okay?

Sí, señor.

But there's just
one other thing.

I've got multiple sources
on the street,

and the word is that some
drug boss has put up a reward

for information
on the Tough Boys.

Things could get nasty.

Make sure you don't get caught
in the middle.

So, what's the progress
on these Tough Boys?

We're down
to three possibilities.

We feel the strongest about
this ex-Marine named Hines.

We're checking him first.

Well, do it.

Go!

BOY:
Don't forget the hammer.

Nice eye, Angel. Beauty.

What happened?

I can't talk, man, all right?
I'm working.

What do you say
we talk about Tough Boys?

I didn't hear anybody
say "coffee break," Angel.

Move it!

I understand you've been
askin' around about me.

Just what the hell
are you after?

Oh, I'm just lookin' out
after the Phoenix Foundation

and these kids, Mr. Hines.

I bet you think I hit Angel,
don't you?

You personally? No.

You're a southpaw. That
was done with a right hand.

And, even if you
pulled your punch,

you'd do a lot more damage
than that.

For a man who doesn't like violence,
you certainly know a lot about it.

Exactly why I don't like it.

Then I suggest you stay
the hell out of my way.

You play with fire,
you get burned.

Yes, sir.
Eventually, you do.

BOY: We're almost done here,
Mr. Hines.

What do we do now?

He's getting close.

Yeah. The man says too close.

So what we gonna do about it?

The man says we tag him.

So we gonna tag him.

He's comin'.

Exactly like the man said.

All right, I'll bite.

[FOOTSTEPS PATTERING]

[TOUGH BOYS PLAYING]

♪ Listen up, chumps,
listen up good ♪

♪ We don't want no more poison
messin' up our neighborhood ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys
comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ Pushers and users,
you better jump back ♪

♪ 'cause we're burnin' down
everything related to crack ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
they're comin' at you ♪

♪ Tough Boys ♪

♪ Sell dope?
You better hide ♪

♪ Crack dealers know
30 seconds to go ♪

♪ 'Cause the Tough Boys
are comin' ♪

♪ Then everything blows ♪

♪ The Boys are real
We mean what we say ♪

♪ If you ain't standing with us,
then you stand in our way ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
they're comin' at you ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
you better move it ♪

♪ Silent like a dead man
that move through the night ♪

♪ Strictly taking care of business
so that everything's right ♪

♪ Get with the program
Support it with your mind ♪

♪ Gotta face the drug man,
tell him you ain't buyin' ♪

♪ Protect the children,
lock your home ♪

♪ Let your mind be free,
leave the drugs alone ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ They're comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
here comes one now ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys ♪

♪ T-T-T-T-T-Tough Boys ♪♪

[EXCLAIMS]

[THUDDING]

[PANTING]

[TIMER BEEPING]

Hey. W-Wait a minute.

Hey!

[TIMER CONTINUES BEEPING]

[GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMS]

[BEEP DRONING]

MacGYVER: Everything
on that bomb is real.

Except the detonator cap.

I'd say that means that they
really didn't want to hurt you.

Just run you off.

Obviously, they don't
know you too well.

This time it was a phony bomb.

Next time
it might be a real one.

Maybe you should take the warning
and just let the police handle it.

Manny, I followed a kid in here.

But the layout is
advanced military training.

So? The Tough Boys, they found
themselves a jungle warfare manual.

No!

That snare net configuration
is strictly force recon.

They don't even
make a manual for that.

I think it's time I had a talk
with our good Captain Hines.

You want to wear my badge
while you're at it?

I'll let you know how it goes.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hello?

Hines?

- [GUN COCKS]
- [EXCLAIMS]

I'd say you in a very
bad situation, tourist.

The door was open.

I left it that way
to see how bold you are.

Bold. And nosy.
I'm famous for that.

Could cost you your life.

Now, you tell me quickly,
why are you dogging me?

If you're not the leader
of the Tough Boys,

you got nothing
to worry about here.

[SIGHS]

Leader of the Tough Boys?

Is that why you've been
snooping and irritating my life?

And I'll keep on doing it
until I find out otherwise.

Mister,

I've fought from one end
of this world to the other

and I ain't never used
no kids to fight my battles.

Do you realize what I am?

I am an American Marine, sir!

Yeah, I play hard.

But I don't break the law.

And to think that I might need some
help is an insult. Do you read me?

No, sir. I don't.

I just figured out
what your problem is.

You're a soft-bellied idealist
who looks at hard discipline

as a crime against mankind.

Discipline's only a crime
when it's enforced by somebody

with the sensitivity
and judgment of a rock.

Yeah.

Well, I heard about your "sensitivity
and judgment" on the news, mister.

Walked right into a snare-net.

[CONTEMPTUOUSLY]
Tourist.

Don't look left,
don't look right, just go.

I didn't walk right in.

I looked around.

There were three options.

I picked a door that was locked.

Come again?

I didn't choose the obvious.

I chose a locked door.

I'd say somebody
knows you very well.

Yeah.

Hey, why don't you guys sit up?

I got a feeling the man's got
something real special for us,

and we better be focused
like a big dog

when the man starts talkin'.

SINCLAIR: The man is right
behind you, brother.

Angel, over here.

According to my street sources,
this is definitely the big one.

And it's going to be
our last burn-down.

We can walk away from this
feeling damn proud

that we took poison
off of our streets.

MacGYVER: I never connected
Anthony M. Lopez with Manny.

One of the smartest young
Marines I've ever served with.

He could easily provide
all the Tough Boy expertise.

In his sleep.

And he'd know I'd pick a
locked door over the obvious.

Part of his training.

But there's no training
that prepares a man

for having his family
devastated by drugs.

Well, crack is as brutal as anything
I've ever seen in war, MacGyver.

Manny provided everything
for his daughter,

even moved
to a different neighborhood.

- It's everywhere.
- Let's go talk to him.

[DOOR OPENING]

I want you to set your foundation
charges here, here, here, and here.

Blow your caps to draw them out,

take your escape routes,
go home, and don't look back.

But, uh, what about you, chief?

While you guys are finishin' up,

I'll be on a yacht,

taking down one of the biggest
crack dealers in the country.

For good.

You gonna meet us back home?

Circle up.

This is for the family we lost,
and all the kids coming up.

Hey, hey!

My friends!

I'm glad to see that you two
hombres finally got together.

We know it's you, Manny.

Now, I don't want to hurt
either of you.

But I'm committed.

Today, 3:00, the cannery.

I'm gonna shut off
one big drug artery.

And then,
with all the press watching,

I'm gonna cut out the heart.

Oh, come on, man, give it up,
before another kid gets killed.

Please, inside.

Please.

Straight ahead.

Don't do it this way, Manny.
Use the law!

The law?

[VOICE TREMBLING]
Crack doesn't care about the law.

Have you ever seen
a crack-addicted baby?

Their eyes, they don't focus.

They...

can't even suck on a bottle.
They shake like an old wino

with a bad case of the DTs.

Just a touch of your hand
will send them into spasms.

I h-have
a granddaughter like that.

Did the law help her?

No!

I took an oath
to serve and protect.

I'm doing what has to be done.

Now, move.

To the right.

Open the door, R.T.

Okay, inside.

[HINES BANGING ON DOOR]

What, are you gonna stand there
and watch? Get your shoulder over here.

What for? So we can both
have broken shoulders?

HINES:
Paint cans.

Oh, I see. You gonna
take the sensitive approach.

What are you doing?

Here, sharpen those to a point
on the ground, there.

For what?

So we can get out of here.

I've decided to
try a new approach.

These people have to be getting
their information from the street.

So I called a few street sources
and put out a big carrot.

These Tough Boys can't miss it.

We have to make plans
for an ambush, gentlemen.

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

- Psyched up?
- HARRIS: Nervous. Listen.

Just make sure they're all
trapped in the cross-fire patch

before you start shooting.

Relax.

Once they pass us,
they're boxed.

[MACHINE GUN BEING COCKED]

Ambush! Hit the ground!

[MACHINE GUNS FIRING]

No!

Two guys just pulled up
in the truck.

Cover me.
I'm gonna clean this up.

All right.
I got you covered.

Psst!

[SCREAMING]

Mmm, baby!

[COUGHING]

[GUN FIRING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

Hey, man, that's an Uzi!

Now it's a wrench.

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[GRUNTING]

[COUGHING]

Mr. Hines?

- MacGyver?
- Angel, where are the others?

Where are the others?

A-Are they still out there?

God, everything went wrong.

He's dead, man.
Coco's dead.

[PRAYING IN SPANISH]

[SOBBING]

Why don't you boys
come out of there?

Where's Manny?

He's somewhere taking
down some big drug dealer.

He didn't s-say-- say where.

The heart.

He said the press
would be there.

Why don't we give a call
and find out where?

I think Manny's planning
to go down with him.

You gotta stop him!

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

There's been enough dying.

The police are here.

Just tell the truth.

MANNY: I'm Police Detective
Anthony Lopez.

This whole deck
is wired with dynamite,

so everybody stay back.

I hold in my hand the trigger that's
gonna blow this slimeball drug dealer

and his cocaine boat
to kingdom come.

I invited you here because...

I am tired of seeing
pictures of inner-city kids

down on their knees, with their
hands locked behind their heads.

I wanna show you this guy,

this cocaine-dealing
parasite on his knees

and 100 kilos of his poison.

This is a CEO in the
$100-billion-a-year drug industry.

You think our kids don't know
that it's men like this behind it?

Paying people
to look the other way?

What do you think goes
through our kids' minds

when they read that Noriega
worked for our government?

I want every greedy, crooked politician,
cop, and businessman to know

that if there's a hell,

they should go there.

They do more than crime.

They kill faith.
They breed cynicism

and lack of trust
and disrespect for the law

and those of us
who try to uphold the law.

I want to read you something.

"How do you tell somebody
about something that lures you in,

promises you heaven,

grabs you and shows you hell,

and is determined not
to let go until you're dead?

Crack is so evil that it doesn't
even allow me room to cry.

I love you, Daddy.
And I'm sorry.

I'll try to do better next time.

Promise."

This was the last sane communication
that I received from my baby girl.

My daughter.

Her wonderful and
generous child ruined

by this man's poison.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

I would love to destroy every
man on earth like this one.

But since I can't,

I'm gonna blow this one up.

- No! Please!
- Talk is over!

No, Manny!

You stay out of this, MacGyver!
I'm gonna count to 10.

I mean it!

MacGyver, I'm counting.

At 10, I'm gonna let this go, and
you'd best be out of here. Now, go!

No, Manny, he's finished!
Don't waste yourself!

HINES:
Listen to MacGyver, Manny.

Don't you dare relax.

Manny!

I've gotta push.
Don't you get it?

He thinks he's gonna get off with
his lawyers and his connections.

He relaxed when he thought
it was over.

I got to do it. Now leave!

Coco died today.

What good do you think
it's gonna do us

if we lose you?

Time's up.

If you push,

you're gonna take
two friends with you.

Come on, Manny.
Give it to him.

You got a granddaughter
to take care of.

COP:
All right, let's go, guys.

Move it.

It's okay, Manny.

We're gonna
take care of you, buddy.

Just like you'd take care of us.

Me and MacGyver gonna see you
through this thing, okay?

HINES: I've noticed some
doggin' it lately, and I don't like it,

not even a little bit.

Do you hear me?

ALL:
Yes, sir!

I can't hear you!

ALL: [LOUDER]
Yes, sir!

So today,

we're gonna hit the ground
running and pick up speed.

Harder, harder, harder, harder!

Do you understand me?

ALL:
Yes, sir!

Let me hear it again!

ALL:
Yes, sir!

Is that a frown I notice on
your face, Mr. MacGyver?

[CLEARING THROAT]

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir?

Well, there must be something
wrong with my approach.

Well, uh, now that
you mention it, um...

You know, I'd start off... easy.

Warm the muscles up...
Stretch! You know?

- Kind of sensitive-like.
- Yeah, like that.

Would you like to take over?

Don't mind if I do,
Mr. Hines.

People, Mr. MacGyver is going
to take over today,

and I'm gonna sit back and
see if I can learn something.

MacGYVER:
No, please!

Join us, Mr. Hines!

[ALL CHEERING]

All right.

Now, we're gonna start
with some nice,

easy

stretching.

Let's get it up there.

Oh, is that a frown
I sense, Mr. Hines?

- [KIDS LAUGHING]
- You bet!

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

The Americans are here.

We move.

Thank you.

Mr. Thornton,
Mr. MacGyver.

I am Capitan Ion Cuzo
of the National Police.

I am the, uh, baby-sitter for you
and the other delegates.

This way.

Uh, you know,
actually, we had hoped

maybe to, uh,
freshen up a little bit

and, uh, get a bite to eat
before we got started.

You're not tourists, gentlemen.

Welcome to Bucharest.

Captain, is, uh, anything wrong?

I mean, you don't seem
too happy to have us here.

I do not like stirring up
Ceausescu's demons.

I thought the idea of this was
to put those demons to rest.

[CHUCKLING]

By having foreigners examine
the archives of our dead dictator?

I think the point is that we are
outsiders and can be objective.

Uh, Romanian people can
trust the results of our study.

And if you find there are Ceausescu
spies still in the system, then what?

A witch hunt?

No. Romania should
look to the future.

You're not needed.

Well, somebody wanted us here.

This sub-basement was
Dictator Ceausescu's headquarters.

Built to withstand
a nuclear attack.

I read there are tunnels
down here

used by the secret police
to spy on dissidents.

Also for Ceausescu's
escape attempt.

They've since been sealed.

[BEEPS]

Mr. MacGyver, Mr. Thornton of the
Phoenix Foundation, your counterparts.

FRENCH DELEGATE:
I am Serge Houde.

- [RATTLING]
- This is my associate,

- CURRELL: Bonjour.
- THORNTON: How are you?

We are from
L'Institut mondial de Paris.

ENGLISH DELEGATE:
And I'm Maureen Sheridan,

from the Institute of London.
How do you do?

CUZO: So now you know
each other, we begin your work.

The files on these tables
were taken from the vault

and will be examined first.

Then, the rest of the archives.

[RUMBLING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GROANS]

No one move!
Be perfectly still!

KRIK:
Gentlemen, ladies,

on behalf of the K-Force,
welcome to Romania.

Major Krik.

Ah, you know me. Excellent.

In 2.5 minutes
you will all burn to ashes,

along with the archives.

[BEEPS]

I place Romania on notice.

Ceausescu's will lives on.

And so do his followers.

[BEEPING]

THORNTON:
Easy, MacGyver.

Looks like it might
be a thermite bomb.

Can you defuse it?

This is Cuzo.

A K-Force soldier has us
locked in the archives room,

and a bomb is set to go off
in less than two minutes!

POLICEMAN:
We are on our way, capitane.

Monsieur, please,
I am trained in electronics.

I will try.

You'll never make it.

Do you have the
combination to this safe?

CUZO:
No.

What are you doing?

I need a speaker.

Telephone?

Microphone.

He needs a microphone.

[BEEPING]

- Not possible.
- What?

[FAINT CLICKING]

[LOUD CLICK]

I got one.

Way to go.

Get that bomb over here!

Everybody back in the corner!

[LOCK CLICKING]

THORNTON:
Down!

[GROANS]

POLICEMAN:
This way!

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[GUNS FIRING]

- Are you in one piece?
- I'm okay.

[GUNS CONTINUE FIRING]

[EXCLAIMS]

POLICEMAN:
Drop your weapons. Now!

[GUN FIRING]

THORNTON: Why doesn't he
just give himself up?

CUZO: K-Force have
no fear of dying.

I got an idea.

[EXCLAIMING]

Drop your weapons
or I break his neck.

He's got MacGyver!

No! He will kill him!

[GROANS]

Don't shoot!

I mean, let's face it.

You might need me
to get you out of this mess.

[GROANING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[VEHICLES PASSING]

[PANTING]

[GROANING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hey! What the...

Drive.

[TIRE BURSTING]

You picked the road.

[SIGHING]
Well, fancy that.

No spare.

Oh, come on.
I'm no threat to you.

There's no reason to kill...

[GROANING]

[EXCLAIMING]
This is nuts.

There's no reason for this!

[MacGYVER GROANING]

Listen to me!

I'm not gonna take it in the back,
and I'm not gonna take it layin' down,

so you're just gonna
have to shoot me face to face!

[WHISPERING]
I can't believe I said that.

You hear me?

I'm comin' out!

[GROANING]

And, no, I'm not crazy.

Just take a good look.

Maybe you'll think twice about
cold-blooded murder, huh?

[GUN COCKING]

Uh, there's a snake behind you.

Hey, I'm not kiddin'.
There's really a snake there.

It's not a trick.

[EXCLAIMS]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[SIGHING]

Call the command post.

Have all sector commandos
report to my office immediately.

[PANTING]

[SIGHING]

CUZO: My command post reports
they have commandeered a car

on the western outskirts
of the city.

Well, thank God
he's still alive.

His prospects are not good.

Krik sent a recorded message to the
offices of National Television. Listen.

KRIK: People of Romania, this is
Major Krik of the Praetorian Guard.

We have destroyed
President Ceausescu's archives

in order to protect
his followers,

who remain active
in our society.

In addition, the foreign delegation
that was examining the archives

have paid with their lives.

Let this be a warning to
the international community.

We will not tolerate outside
meddling in our internal affairs.

Krik doesn't know
that his mission failed.

He will be humiliated.

And this is what concerns me.

He will transfer that rage
onto MacGyver.

I have deployed ground units
in the entire southern section.

And this is where we will
conduct our helicopter search.

Captain, what are our chances
of finding MacGyver?

Alive?

[SIGHING]

[WATER FLOWING]

[GROANING]

[UNCORKING CANTEEN]

Drink some water.

Why did you do this?

Uh, reflex?

Your feet were elevated.

If I didn't get you turned around,

the venom would have
gone straight to your heart.

Assuming you have one.

Here.

Come on, I know you're thirsty.

[SIGHING]
Look,

we don't have an antidote, and there
doesn't seem to be a phone handy,

so it comes down
to how much poison you took

and how high your tolerance is.

The next couple of hours
should tell the tale.

Of course, it didn't help any,
your chasin' me all over the forest.

The point is, you don't wanna
get dehydrated. Okay?

Attaboy.

[GASPING]

[GASPING]

[MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]

The government scorns us.

I should not have
delivered the tape recording.

You did as I ordered, Iorga.

- But now we must strike back.
- How, major?

I'm waiting for Victor.

He took an American hostage.

I passed an abandoned vehicle
six kilometers down the road.

The engine was still warm.

It must be them.

Assemble the men.
I want that American.

You feelin' better?

So what's your name, anyway?

Oh, it's okay.
The bullet went right through.

Thanks for askin'.

Listen, we're gonna
have to get movin'.

Tell me
why you came back for me.

Well, it seemed like
a good idea at the time.

Like I said, reflex.

Even if you torture me,

I will not reveal
the location of our outpost.

Oh, I could care less about
the location of your outpost.

Then you think there is
a reward for my capture.

No.

Then it is just for glory.

Glory?

Can't you comprehend
a simple act of humanity?

How were you raised, anyway?

Barracks K-11 was my home
since I was five.

Major Krik was our commandant.

Ceausescu was our father.

Great role model.

Every day from dawn until dark,

we trained to become
the perfect soldiers,

to be part of the K-Force.

Our life's purpose
was very clearly defined.

Exactly what is
your life's purpose?

To defend Father Ceausescu's will
to the death.

Wow.

Well, the training sure works,
I'll give you that.

So you think I'm a threat
to Ceausescu's will, huh?

Yes.

Well, you might be right.

But the important thing here is,

am I a threat to you?

My name is Victor.

MacGyver.

Well, listen, Victor,

I gotta get movin'.

You wanna point me in
the direction of the highway?

[WATER SPLASHING]

They must not have come
toward the farm.

The abandoned car
is a short distance.

Keep moving.

Hey, Victor, come on.
Hold up, huh?

You look like you need a break.

[GROANS]

[BOTH PANTING]

So, uh, how's the fishing
around here, anyway?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

A memory.

It is gone.

Well, listen, why don't we take
half an hour and then move on?

Okay?

I could kill you in your sleep.

[GROANS]
I'm an insomniac.

[SIGHING]
You don't wanna kill me.

How could you be sure?

Human nature.

I do somethin' nice for you,
you do somethin' nice for me.

Like not kill me.

Next thing you know,
we're friends.

On the off-chance I'm wrong

and you get this uncontrollable
desire to do something violent,

why don't you toss a line in that lake
and catch us some lunch?

[SIGHS]

[GROANING]

[INAUDIBLE]

Victor, stop!

It is my duty
not to be captured alive.

You have got
a bigger duty to yourself.

It is the right that a man
should die for what he believes.

Yeah, that's fine!

But how can you know
what that is?

Everything you've seen,
everything you've experienced

has been programmed
by somebody else.

One of us must die.
You choose.

No! That is crazy!

Look, why don't you just...

walk away?

What's stoppin' you from that?
Escape.

This has nothing to do
with duty, does it?

You wanna tell me
what this is all about?

Major Krik
will be looking for us.

Victor, I'm trying to help you.

I will accompany you
as far as the highway.

After that,

I don't know.

Maybe I will disappear
into the countryside.

Major, over here.

Good.

What's the matter?

What you said before

brought back
a long-forgotten memory.

Of fishing.

And friendship.

And death.

That is why
I was trying to kill myself.

Yeah?

Friendship was forbidden
at our barracks.

Major Krik said that personal
allegiances undermined our duty

to Father Ceausescu.

But when I was 11,

I had a very close friend.

Nicolae.

We were ordered to stop spending
time together or face a firing squad.

And this was no idle threat.

Other boys had been executed
for lesser offenses.

Like failure
to compete physically.

But still,

Nicolae and I,

we disobeyed.

You see, he had found
some fishing poles

on the base.

VICTOR: We started
sneaking out at night.

Eventually we were caught.

Major Krik ordered us
to fight to the death.

If we disobeyed,
we would both be shot.

He kept screaming at us
to fight, fight, fight!

He said it was our duty.

We were friends.

We did not want to fight.

But Krik had ordered it.

We had been taught to obey
without question.

So we fought.

And I won.

Nicolae died in my arms.

I held him,
I held him for a long time.

Until I was pulled away.

I've lost friends, too.

Friends that I cared about.

Believe me, I know the pain.

It is all right for you!
But I...

I am a soldier.

Victor,

there was nothing you could do.

I could have lost.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

Pete.

Your colleague?

My friend.

We gotta get to the road.

KRIK:
Victor!

Come on.

Victor, stop him!

Come on, Victor, let's go!

KRIK:
Victor!

I order you, stop the American!

KRIK:
Stop him! Now!

[DOOR OPENING]

Better for you,
Mr. MacGyver,

that you had not awakened.

What's he talkin' about, Victor?

I have chosen you
to play the central role

in my retaliation
against the government.

[GROANING]

Aw, come on, major,

why don't you just give it up?

Ceausescu is dead.

You seem to be the only one
who wants him back.

In time, I might
convince you otherwise.

But, for the moment...

I have a rather elaborate
execution to prepare for.

I did as I was ordered.

Congratulations.

[DOOR SLAMMING SHUT]

Yes, major.

Victor,

was there an incident with MacGyver
that you did not tell me about?

Answer me!

You also looked away when
MacGyver spoke to you. Why?

I am not aware
of doing that, sir.

What kind of capitalist propaganda
did he fill your head with?

Victor, you know that
I am the only one

who cares what happens to you.

Tell me what happened
in the forest!

I was bitten by a viper.

MacGyver saved my life.

Do you know why
he would do such a thing?

He spoke of humanity.

[LAUGHING]

Humanity is an abstraction
for priests and philosophers.

Do you forget who we are?

I only know what I've been told.

I am no longer certain
it is the truth.

The truth is
you were a 5-year-old boy,

unclothed and hungry.

Ceausescu delivered you
from the streets of Bucharest,

just as his family delivered my
family from the Nazis during the war.

We, both of us, owe
Ceausescu a lifetime of devotion

and nothing less.

I also owe a debt to MacGyver.

I am not convinced now
that he is our enemy.

- I think that...
- Soldiers do not think!

They fight!

And you will fight
whomever I say! Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

You were chosen for the
highest honor in Romania!

To become a Praetorian Guard,
the K-Force!

There is your humanity!

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[DOOR SLAMMING SHUT]

VICTOR:
Try these.

[GRUNTING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

If you go three kilometers
due north of the woods,

you will come to the
abandoned vehicle.

You know the way from there.

- What about him?
- He will not be a problem.

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

[PANTING]

I'm sorry.
We have to turn back now.

We can't just give up now.

But we're running short of fuel.

[SIGHING]

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

[GRUNTING]

Look!

- Where?
- There!

That has got to be MacGyver!

CUZO:
Turn around. Quickly!

Your plan worked.

Well done, Victor.

MacGyver! What a relief.

Take the pilot.

Captain Cuzo,

I've done some checking.

You have a fine reputation.

It is too bad you cooperate
with the enemies of Romania.

You are the enemy, Krik.

MacGyver, you are free to go.

Mr. Thornton,

as director of
the Phoenix Foundation,

is more than adequate
for my plan.

What?

You set me up, didn't you?

It was necessary
to save your life.

You just don't get it, do you?

You think I'd just walk away
and leave my friend to this lunatic?

You're welcome
to share your friend's fate.

Tie up the pilot!

There will be no passenger.

MacGyver, please,
you can't stay.

No, Victor.

I can't leave.

MacGyver!

Forget it, Pete.

I'm stayin'.

Get ready.

MacGyver, it is important
that you understand.

I made the deal with Major Krik
to keep him from killing you.

What about when you slugged me?

Well, Krik gave an order,
and, uh,

reflex.

Let me help.

All of you.

[SIGHS]

I've got a better way.

[WHIRRING LOUDLY]

[SOLDIER GRUNTING]

Come on!

[GROANING]

Get him out of here.
I will hold off the major.

[GUNS CONTINUE FIRING]

I'm goin' back.

[VICTOR'S GUN CLICKING]

You taught me well, major.

[EXCLAIMING]

How are you doin'?

Like you, I will live.

They captured
the remaining K-Force.

What's gonna happen to them?

Oh, they should be shot, but...

But Captain Cuzo is gonna
recommend that they be rehabilitated.

They are young.

We should at least try, hmm?

Hey, hold up.

His life was programmed
right from the start.

Oh, he never had a chance.

Well,

at least he discovered his
own humanity in the end.

That's something, MacGyver.

That's a lot.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

GIRL: And a lot of people
don't understand

or don't really know
that high above our heads,

a fragile, invisible layer
of ozone

shields the Earth's surface

against dangerous
solar ultraviolet radiation.

But now, we are destroying
this protective shield

by releasing chemicals
into the sky.

This means you and your children

could suffer radiation burn
from the sun.

What can you do about it?

- Yeah.
- Lots of things.

Stop using
polystyrene containers,

aerosols with CFCs in them,

and if you see your air
conditioner is leaking, fix it.

That way, you'll be cool.

This is the junk mail

that came to my house
in one year.

Now, the junk mail that
America receives in one day

could produce enough energy

to heat a quarter of a million
homes for that same day.

A quarter of a million.

Now, let's face it.
Do we want this stuff? No.

Do we need it? No.

Well, then, why not stop it

and put that energy to good use?

Heating homes.

MacGYVER: Now, here you'll
find locations for recycling centers

and phone numbers for any
questions you might have.

MacGyver, where is Breeze?

He's supposed to be
doing recycling.

You are supposed to be getting
volunteers for river and stream cleanup.

I don't know where he is, Pete.

Now, this flyer

will tell you how to recycle
plastic, and glass, and paper.

As a matter of fact,

why don't you recycle this
when you're done with it, okay?

[ALL LAUGHING]

You know, Breeze and his
friends set this whole thing up.

It's gonna be a real shame
if he doesn't make it at all.

Okay, Pete, you're right.
I'll give him a call. Here.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Here you go.

[RINGING]

Talk fast,
I got a planet to save.

Yeah, well, you're supposed to be
doin' it from here. Where are you?

I had to work overtime
at the garage.

I'm on my way though. Gone.

[TRAFFIC HUMMING]

Hang tough, Mother Nature.

The Breeze is on the way.

I don't like it.

The scales of justice
are balancin'

and not in my favor.

Get--Get--
Get out of here, junkie.

You're gonna damage my image.

Besides, you don't have
enough bread for a loan.

I got this.

It's loaded.

And ready to go.
It's worth 10 nickels.

Three.

Take it...

or you can leave it.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[POLICE SIREN BLARING]

Stop right there!

Police! Hold it!

[GROANS]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Officer down, officer down!

Requesting an ambulance,
1600 Hastings.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: All units,
all frequencies, stand by.

Suspects wanted for ADW
against a police officer.

Last seen proceeding
westbound on Davies

in a beige 1976 Dodge.

Suspect vehicle license,
letters only,

- [TIRES SQUEALING]
- Nora, Ida, Ocean.

That's it!

[SIRENS BLARING]

[CRASHING]

Rudy!
Are you all right, man?

[SIREN BLARING]

Oh, Rudy, man, what did you do?

You get out of here, man.

You don't even know me,
you hear me?

Hold it!

Mr. Cutter!
Mr. Cutter, it's me!

OFFICER:
4-Adam-16.

DISPATCHER:
4-Adam-16, go ahead.

I've got one suspect in
the 400 block Pine Street.

Requesting backup.
The suspect is presumed armed.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Center.

MacGyver, it's me.

Hey, where are you?
You're missin' everything.

BREEZE: Not everything.
MacGyver, listen.

[PANTING]

I'm at the garage.
I'm in big trouble.

Hel...

Help me, please.

CRAWLEY [ON BULLHORN]:
This is your last warning.

The building is surrounded.

You've got 30 seconds left.

Come out with your hands up,
or we're gonna come in for you.

SERGEANT: All right.
Break out the tear gas.

Okay, stand by to fire.

Wait!
Hold it.

Who let him through?

Come on, I'm with the
Phoenix Foundation.

I know this kid.

Give me a chance to talk to him.
I'll get him to come out.

You're gonna get yourself killed.
Now, get out of here!

Okay. Do it.

Breeze! It's me. MacGyver!

SERGEANT:
Hold your fire!

What's that fool doin'?

Everything's gonna be okay!
Come out!

They think I shot a cop,
MacGyver.

It ain't gonna be okay!

Breeze, don't make things worse!

Get out of the way!
He's got a gun!

No! He does not have a gun!

He's comin' out!

Aren't you, Breeze?

He's comin' out.

[SOBBING]

[WHISPERING]
Oh, come on, man.

Breeze.

I'm right here.

[SOBBING]

Don-- Don't leave me, MacGyver.

I didn't do nothin', I swear!

I'm not goin' anywhere.

I'm here with you.

I'm here.

FEMALE NEWSREADER [ON TV]:
In the news,

the bullet which yesterday took
the life of Officer Richard Cromwell,

was found to be fired
from the same gun

which was used 20 years ago
by Doman Yashir

to assassinate
then presidential candidate,

Senator David R. Harrison.

This startling discovery
was made by Dr. Lloyd Fisher

who was part of
the forensic team

which investigated the
assassination of Senator Harrison.

Earlier this afternoon,

a press conference
was held by Dr. Fisher.

FISHER [ON TV]: I realized
immediately that the bullet came

from the same kind of gun
that killed the senator.

It's an unusual gun.

Out of curiosity,

and because I was
so closely involved

in the investigation
of the senator's death,

I made a close comparison.

FISHER:
As you see,

the striations of the
two bullets are identical.

There is no doubt whatsoever,

they came from the same gun.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[GUNS CLICKING]

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

EVERS:
Yeah.

Who should I say is calling?

Right. Just a minute.

Zamora is on the phone.

Yes, Mr. Zamora?

Mr. Maddox,

did you hear on the television
about the Harrison gun?

The Harrison gun?

The gun Doman Yashir used
to assassinate Senator Harrison.

Yes, I know that.

I just don't understand
the significance, Mr. Zamora.

A policeman was
shot with it yesterday.

It's missing. I want you
to get it. Find it for me.

Get it for me!

What?

Pay you anything.
Whatever it takes.

Uh, Mr. Zamora,

I--I-- I'm in the middle of
shipping you hundreds of AK-47s,

grenade launchers,
sniper rifles.

Yes, you are, and I'm asking you
to add one more gun to that order.

Is that too much to ask?

No, no, no, of course not.

Uh, ahem, who am I
supposed to get it from?

They arrested a young man
for the shooting.

Get him out of jail,
make him tell you where it is.

I'll see what I can do just as
soon as I make your delivery.

Not after! Now!

Mr. Zamora,
be reasonable.

You want me to drop
everything for a single handgun?

Since you are incapable
of understanding this,

I will explain it to you.

Maybe all you can see when you
look at this gun is a piece of metal,

but this gun is different,
Mr. Maddox.

This gun changed the world
with a single act of violence.

It is a symbol.
A holy relic.

Placed in the right hands,

it could be held up to desperate
men and make their blood boil.

This gun symbolizes anarchy,

violent overthrow,
a change in the world order!

It could also be used

as a rallying point
to create new markets

and profits, for both of us.

Get me that gun, Mr. Maddox,

or there will be
no more business between us.

Uh, there's a kid in jail for
that cop killing yesterday.

See if his bail is set.

I want to spring him.

What's this all about?

Zamora wants me
to get him the Harrison gun.

What? The guy's a nut.

Yeah.

He's a nut who can pull his order
and put me into bankruptcy.

Zamora's our only connection
to the Middle East,

and sporting goods stores aren't
enough to cover the overhead.

So, get the kid out of jail.

Lots of information
to get through.

Yeah, well, I don't see any
other way to the real killer

except through that gun.

Yeah. Even that's a long shot.

THORNTON: Twenty years' worth
of files on the Harrison gun.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Police records show
that the Harrison gun

was a very rare Czechoslovakian

seven-shot Rupper,
7.5 millimeter.

And it was sold at a
police auction after the trial.

Auction?

Isn't that kind of a weird
thing for police to do?

Yeah, well,
some departments still do it.

For the revenue, I guess.

Sold to a man named
Philip Orwell, gun dealer,

and stolen a few weeks later
in a robbery.

MacGYVER:
What's that say?

Ah. Six years ago,

a Mrs. Mary Dryden
was killed

by a stray bullet
in a drive-by shooting.

The Harrison gun...

And it was released
and sold at auction again.

Oh, man, it's like that gun
has a life of its own.

Yeah, a very active one.

Who bought it?

A man named Martin Jenkins.

And that's it.

No mention of what
happened to it after that.

[SIGHING]

Well, listen,
at least it's a name.

Why don't you check
the telephone listings?

I'm gonna go down
and see our lawyers.

See if they had any luck getting
bail established for Breeze.

LAURA:
Todd?

- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Todd!

Todd!

You swore to Daddy.

You swore to a dying man
you'd stop.

You're a liar.

I tried.

Just--Just leave me alone!

Todd, this is very important.

Listen to me.

You stole the gun.

Did you kill that policeman?

I don't know what
you're talkin' about, Laura.

It's in the newspaper, Todd.

A policeman was shot
with the Harrison gun.

I was hurtin'.

I needed to get straight.

I took the wrong gun!

- It's worth a fortune.
- Todd!

Todd, you can't go out
like that! Todd!

Well, any luck?

Well, Jenkins was killed in
a car crash four years ago.

His wife said he sold the gun,

but there's no record
of who bought it.

Well, I got one
little bit of good news.

They did set bail for Breeze.

$25,000. Here.

Take this down, talk to Bernie,
and get him released.

Thanks, Pete.

Don't thank me.

I was born a warm
and wonderful human being.

Hey, he's out already.

H-Here's your check
for the bail.

'Course, I'm gonna have to
charge you $50 for my trouble.

- What do you mean, he's out?
- You know, out.

Like no longer incarcerated,
a prisoner no longer.

Somebody else
already sprung him.

I could take that $50 now,
save you a lot of trouble.

Bernie, who got him out?

Who got him out, uh...

See now, the check was signed
by some guy named Maddox

from a Maddox Weapons.

About that $50...

BERNIE:
It's okay, MacGyver.

I'll bill Phoenix, no trouble.

Do you have an appointment, sir?

Yeah, with a Mr. Maddox.

Mr. Maddox is
in weapons assembly.

Didn't say anything about
having an appointment.

Well, that's up to you,
it's just an order.

Why don't you have him make
another appointment with me,

I'll see if I'm available, okay?

Hey, hey, not so fast.

Just asking.

In there.

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

[MEN CHATTERING]

[GUNS CLICKING]

I want the gun you
used on that policeman.

I'll pay you $1,000 for it.

BREEZE: I never even saw
the gun till the shooting started.

All right,
let's say that's true.

You know who did
use it, don't you?

Same $1,000 if you find him for us.

I keep telling you
I don't know him.

I wanna go home now, okay?

And don't worry about
that bail thing. I'll show.

MacGyver.
That's my friend, MacGyver.

It's okay.

He wants the Harrison gun.

I told him I didn't
know anythin' about it.

Wants it real bad.

Don't you have enough guns?

What do you need
another one for, huh?

Guns are my business.

When there's a demand,
I supply it.

Yeah, so I see.

It's in the Constitution,
Mr. MacGyver.

People have a right
to bear arms.

The Second Amendment.
Yeah, I know.

You really should
read that sometime.

It has a lot to say about things
like the security of a free state

and a well-regulated militia.

But I'd be willin' to bet

this batch isn't headed for
the National Guard, am I right?

I see, you're one of those.

Yeah, I'm one of those.

I just can't help it.
You know, I got this thing

about innocent people
bein' shot down in the streets

or through the walls
of their homes.

You know, like babies, cops,

housewives,
presidential candidates.

Well, you know what they say.

Guns don't kill people.
People do.

Is that anything like
hydrogen bombs don't kill people?

It's the people
who set them off.

Mr. MacGyver, I'm not gonna get
into this tired old debate with you.

I've offered your friend
$1,000 for the gun.

Well, he doesn't seem to have it.

- Do you have it?
- No.

He doesn't have it.

So I guess we'll be leavin'.

Come on, Breeze,
let's get out of here.

Thanks, MacGyver, that guy
was workin' up to somethin'.

Who was it, Breeze?

- Who was what?
- Who shot the cop?

I keep tellin' everybody,
I don't know.

- A car crashed, I went over to help...
- Oh, come on, man.

We've been friends a long time.

I know when you're lying.

Look, Breeze,
I know you didn't do it.

But they're still gonna
try you for murder.

Well, I'll take my chances.

The only one you've got
is to find that killer.

I do not hand brothers
to the man!

Brothers?

People who shoot other
people down in the streets

are not your brothers!

You don't understand!

No, you don't understand!

That gun is your only chance.

This is not fair.

Life's not fair!

That gun killed a man

who might have been
president of the United States.

Last night,
it killed a policeman.

In between, it killed a woman
who was just crossing the street.

Now she probably would have
liked to see her kids grow up.

And they probably
didn't think it was fair

when their hearts were broken!

And that's not worth
being a snitch for?

Is that what you're tellin' me?

His name's Rudy Gibbs.

He's a pusher.

You were protecting a pusher?

We knew each other
all our lives.

Got sent to camp together.

You ever wonder why I got into
all that Save The Planet stuff?

It was a little
out of character.

It was that summer.

Me and Rudy got on that bus,
and we were tough, man.

Two weeks in the country
seemed like nowhere to go to us.

I saw all that green grass
and I was gone.

I couldn't get enough air
and water and green grass.

I'd lay down,
roll down that hill

10 times a day just to smell it.

[SIGHING] Somethin' inside
of me changed forever.

But Rudy,
he--he was already crippled

from the pavement
and the ghetto.

It was like his insides had
already turned to concrete.

You understand what
I'm sayin' to you, MacGyver?

I know him.

It's hard, man.

DUKE: It's the gun
you got from the kid!

Look at it.

It killed Harrison, man.

It's worth some big bucks.

What did you do with it?
You still got it?

No, I... I threw it down
a sewer on Collins.

All right, which one?

I--I--I don't know,
maybe near Second Avenue.

All right, let's go get it.

No way.
I'm not goin' near it, man.

Look, I iced a cop
with that gun.

Fine.

But if I find it,
I'm keepin' everything, man.

Go for it.

Todd.

[SIGHING]

What are you doing here?

Trying to keep you
out of trouble.

Well, I don't need you.
Go home.

You're still high on crack,
aren't you?

Todd, come home now.

What are you doing here?

It's the gun.

Don't you get it?

Oh, I-- I'm sick of your nagging
and I'm sick of your whining.

I'm sick of you.

When Rudy's not
hustlin' on the street,

he's in here hustlin'.

I'll go in and ask around.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[GRUNTS]

Mine!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GUN FIRES]

[GROANING]

[TODD EXCLAIMING]

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

Breeze?

It's Rudy, man.

Rudy!

[SOBBING]

He's got the gun.

He's got the gun.

[RUDY GASPING]

Yeah, I'm holding.

Hey, what'd the doctor say?

It's not a concussion.

So unfortunately I'm
gonna live for the execution.

Yeah, Tom, go ahead.

Okay, thanks.

Well, I just got the ballistics report
on the bullet that killed Rudy.

Oh, uh, let me guess.

You got it.
The Harrison gun.

So, what are you messin'
with this computer for?

Rudy's dead.

And you can forward
my mail to death row.

Hey, you told me somebody else
was with Rudy.

We're not beat yet, okay?

Well, it wasn't the guy at the
wreckin' yard. I told you that, too.

And you know, you're not gonna
find either one of 'em in there.

Yeah? Well,
I'm not looking for them.

I'm looking for the girl I saw
outside the wrecking yard.

- What?
- Yeah, I think I've seen her before

and the car she was driving,
somewhere in here.

MacGYVER:
Yeah.

Laura Fowler.

She attended a ceremony
honoring her father

for his efforts on gun control

and other services
to the Harrison Foundation.

Wait, now I remember.
Fowler, Frank Fowler,

was one of the detectives in charge
of investigating the assassination.

He died about a year ago.

What does she got to do
with the Harrison gun?

[SIGHING]
Good question.

[RINGING]

[MAN CHATTERING]

Hello.

Word is on the street that, uh,

Mr. Maddox's interested
in, uh, rare guns.

Maybe one special gun.

Who is this?

It'll cost him $50,000.

He ought to be back
in a couple of minutes.

Uh, look, give me your number.

Uh, I'll call back.

[TRUCK APPROACHING]

Todd?

What's wrong?

Uh, nothin'. Uh, uh,
I'm--I'm not here is all.

All right? I-- I'm just
not here. Understand?

What exactly did he say?

Special rare gun.

What else could it be?

All right. Did he give
you a phone number?

Well, he didn't give it,
but we got it.

Good. Trace it.
Get the address.

[DIALING]

[RINGING]

MADDOX:
Mr. Zamora.

Mr. Maddox, I hope you're
calling about the Harrison gun.

As a matter of fact, I am.

You have...
You--You have the gun?

I will.
Meet me here at 5:00.

You can accept delivery
of your shipment,

as well as the Harrison gun.

I'll be there, Mr. Maddox.

A-And, please,
don't disappoint me.

LAURA: Yes, I was
at the wrecking yard.

MacGYVER:
Yeah, I know you were.

And a few minutes later,
a kid was killed.

I don't know anything
about that.

Well, the bullet came
from the Harrison gun.

Maybe you know something
about that.

I don't know anything.
Could you just please leave?

Do you expect me to believe

that you and the Harrison gun
being at the wrecking yard

at the same time
was just a coincidence?

Lady, they think
I shot that cop.

I didn't.

But if I don't find me
a witness, I'm gonna fry.

Please, lady.

Your father
bought the gun, right?

Is this where it was kept?

Please?

My dad loved Senator Harrison.

When he found out
he was running for president,

he was so happy.

And when the senator died,

it was like losing a member
of our own family.

It broke Dad's heart.

He worked 24 hours a day
to convict Yashir.

It became so personal.

And when he finally
thought it was over,

when he could finally say
there was an end to everything,

the gun popped up again
and killed somebody else.

Daddy bought it and
put it here with the others.

It was like a superstition.

I think Daddy thought
the guns were cursed.

He was guarding them.

He thought as--as long as
he could see them,

nothing could happen.

I know that sounds silly.

No.

I understand.

Where's the gun now?

Who's back there?

It's my brother.

Todd's not well.
He needs help.

LAURA:
Please don't hurt him! Todd!

[CAR HORN HONKING]

Maybe his sister knows
where he hangs out.

Any idea where your
brother might have ran off to?

What's the matter?

[GUN COCKING]

It appears we're all
looking for the same guy.

Come on, get out.

What are all these
people doing here?

Wyatt?

Her brother's the one
that called about the gun.

These two came in
while we were there.

Her brother never showed up.

Your brother has my gun.
Where is he?

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

He ran away
when he saw us, okay?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

I don't believe this.
This is totally out of control.

Not only have you lost my gun,

you have identified me, idiot!

It's the guy with the gun.

- MADDOX: This is Maddox.
- I called before.

- You have the gun?
- TODD: Yeah.

Uh, the other guy tell you
I wanted $50,000?

Yes.

Pier 9 in an hour.
Bring the gun.

We have the Harrison gun.

I'll give it to you along with the
shipment at your freighter. Agreed?

They can identify me along with
the illegal shipment of weapons.

Well, what do you want from me?

Only your silence,
Mr. Maddox.

I'll take care of them.
You get my gun.

Oh, I don't like this.

I didn't wanna kill anybody.

I'll do it at sea.

Away from you.

Have them put
into the cargo container.

WOMAN: No, Mr. Thornton,
still no word from MacGyver.

I'll let you know
the moment I hear something.

BREEZE:
Oh, man, this is great.

Maybe there's something we
can blast the doors open with.

LAURA:
What's he doing?

BREEZE: He's trying
to get us out of here.

Just relax, that's what he does.

Laura?

Yeah, right.
Number two cable over here.

MAN 1:
Ah, yeah, that's it.

A little more, though.

[MAN CHATTERING]

MAN 1:
All set?

MAN 2:
Yeah.

I think that's him.

I'm gonna go down and see.

Have you got it?

LAURA: It's Todd.
He's brought the gun.

[GROANS]

[ENGINE ROARING]

[RATTLING]

You guys get these straps off.

- Okay, we got the straps off.
- What now?

Attach them on the back wall
and strap yourself in.

I'll be right there.

[GROANING]

MacGyver? Breeze?
What happened to them?

The Harrison gun.

I promised you war
and profit, my friend.

This will contribute to both.

All right, ready?

[ELECTRIC BUZZING]

[BOTH SCREAMING]

[DOORS CLANGING]

THORNTON: Everyone agreed
that the problem of crime guns

finding their way
back to the streets,

required an aggressive solution.

[CAMERAS CLICKING]

And so, through the good
offices of Chief Cooke,

the police department, in association
with the Phoenix Foundation,

is beginning a new program

of destroying,
rather than auctioning off,

weapons that have been
used in crimes.

- Chief Cooke.
- Thank you.

[PEOPLE CLAPPING]

This is a program

I've been looking forward
to implementing for some time.

Now, that's not to say
that there's not

a legitimate gun market
out there

for decent people
who want to hunt

or get some private practice
in at the range.

But I've been convinced

that we don't need
to recycle crime guns

back into our community.

Hear, hear.

Now's the time
for the real ceremony.

Breeze?

- [CAMERAS CLICKING]
- I was born with guns.

I grew up with them.

I discovered green grass
and trees and clean air later.

So I guess I'm an expert.

On this subject at least.

We need to get rid of
everything that pollutes our planet.

So today, we're gonna get rid
of another kind of pollution,

'cause it will not do any good
to save the Earth,

if there's nobody here
to enjoy it.

This is my friend, Laura Fowler.

To begin this ceremony,
I'd like to donate

my father's collection
of crime guns,

including the Harrison gun,

which has done
the last of its damage.

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

Well, that is about 1,000 guns

that nobody is gonna use
on anybody else.

Yeah. A 1,000 down.

Only a 100 million to go.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

To the Wilsons,

and the snows
of Mount Kilimanjaro.

ALL:
To the Wilsons.

BRETT:
Really nice place...

[HOLLY CHATTERING]

Hey, Brett.
Get a load of this.

Your little friend
is out like a light.

I couldn't get rid of her, okay?

Relax.

What she doesn't know
won't hurt her.

[CAR APPROACHING]

Uh-oh. Trouble.

The maid.

Uh, I thought you said
you checked on the maid.

It's her day off.
I saw her leave.

Yeah, right.

All right, nobody panic.

I'll grab the loot,
you guys split.

We'll meet back at the club.

- [FINGER SNAPPING]
- Lisa.

- Lisa.
- Huh?

Lisa, come on.

Come on, Lisa.
We got to get out of here.

All right.

Who are you?
What do you want?

What do you want?

[SCREAMING]

KILEY: Thanks for comin'
at this late hour.

I'm really sorry to drag you
down here, MacGyver.

Well, did you get a name
on this kid?

No. She still insists
she'll only talk to you.

Nobody else.

Well, that's weird.

Yeah, I think she's involved
in that string of burglaries

out on Royal Beach.

Uh-oh. Here we go.

Hi, MacGyver.

Lisa?

Uh, Lisa who?

Woodman.

- Her father's Eric Woodman.
- Oh, that big Wall Street guy.

Whoopee.

You want to tell me
what's goin' on here?

Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

That's why I had them call you
instead of my parents.

At least you'll listen.

Uh, thanks.

All right, so sit down.
I'm listening.

I did not break
into Darlene's house.

She's my friend. I know where
she hides her house key.

I'm on the outs
with my parents, okay?

This afternoon
they freaked me out.

They could yell and shout all
they wanted to. I was out of there.

I knew the Wilsons were on vacation,
so I crashed at their place.

Uh, uh, Detective Kiley
said there was a burglary?

Yeah, and a maid was hurt.
He won't let me forget it.

But I didn't do it, MacGyver.

I might have left the door unlocked,
but I was so tired.

All I could think about
was goin' to sleep.

Oh, yeah.
Booze does that to you.

You were drinking?

How many times do
I have to tell you people?

I ate a bunch of candy cordials.

You know the kind with
the real liquor in the middle?

That's what they smelled
on my breath.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

MacGyver,
have I ever lied to you?

BRETT:
What took you guys so long?

Whoo! Was that a trip!

That was close.

Too close.

Aw, come on, Holly,
that's what it's all about.

The excitement.
The hunt.

Or as my old man,
Arthur B. Reynolds,

the great white hunter
would say,

"The thrill of the hunt."

I don't think my folks would
ever cut me off without a dime

like your father did.

Well, you didn't
flunk out of Stanford.

Oh, no, no, wait a minute here.

I didn't flunk out.

I mean, you've got to
go to classes to flunk out.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Brett, your dad was
paying the bills.

He had the money.

You know,
my dad used to always say,

"Get a job, do somethin'
with that brain of yours."

Well, I'm usin' it.

Here, put this
with the other stuff.

Where's Lisa?

Beats me. Once we split the house,
everybody was on their own.

Why don't you give her a call,
make sure she got home okay.

What's happening?
I thought we were out of here.

Adam, come on, we just scored!

Kick back, savor the moment.

We're cool here.

The maid answered.
She's not at home.

- You didn't say anything?
- No.

I knew we shouldn't have
let her tag along.

I didn't hear anybody complaining
when Lisa paid for all the beer.

Hey, she's the one that wanted to
impress us with all her credit cards.

Time-out.

Holly will talk to her
at school tomorrow, okay?

It'll be fine.

And if it isn't?

Then Lisa's got a problem,
doesn't she?

KATHERINE:
Lisa?

Look at you!

Where have you been, young lady?

Out.

MacGyver, what...

- What are you doing here?
- Uh...

Can we talk?

Well, sure. In here.

- We were worried sick.
- Sure you were.

Lisa, don't start!

Start what?

I'm flattered you even
noticed I was gone.

Look at your hair.

Uh, Katherine, Eric,
I think that can wait.

What MacGyver is trying
to say is I've been busted.

Busted?

A house was robbed
and a maid assaulted.

The police found
Lisa inside. Asleep.

Huh, naturally you think
I'm guilty.

Which I am not!

You were with Holly again,
weren't you?

We know you weren't in
school today. They called.

I got Lisa released into my custody,
but there will be a hearing.

Oh, Lord.

Sorry if it's an inconvenience.

That's it, young lady.
You go up to your room right now.

This minute, go!

Like I told you, MacGyver,
we don't get along too well.

[SIGHING]

Will somebody tell me
what's goin' on here?

I wish I knew.

We're at our wits end.

You should have seen
her last report card.

- Three "D's" and two "F's."
- Lisa?

Not to mention,
15 unexcused absences.

Well, what is it?
What's goin' on?

KILEY: You have good reason
to be concerned, MacGyver.

Lisa Woodman lied to you.

We contacted the Wilsons.

There's no daughter
named Darlene

and they've never heard of Lisa.

And about her not drinking?

Take a look at the
arresting officer's report.

"Pronounced odor of alcohol,
slurred speech, poor coordination."

Yeah. It takes a lot more than
candy cordials to get that ripped.

Well, that could explain
her behavior.

Uh, let me guess.

Lying, problems at home,

rotten grades, new friends.

Alcohol related?

It's nothing new.

Five million American kids
abuse alcohol

by the time
they hit the 12th grade.

Look, MacGyver, I hate to,
uh, burst your bubble,

but whatever the reason,
Lisa was in on the Wilson job.

Meaning she better pray that
maid makes it out of intensive care.

[BELL RINGING]

[KIDS CHATTERING]

HOLLY:
Lisa, wait up!

- [CAR HONKING]
- Holly.

I've been looking
all over for you.

What happened yesterday?

Nothing happened. Why?

You didn't know I was arrested?

Arrested? Where?

At the Wilson house.

Lisa, no.

How come you guys
didn't wake me up?

We did. You must have
fallen back asleep.

The police said
the place was robbed.

And a maid pushed down
a flight of stairs.

Holly, I can't
remember anything.

It wasn't us, was it?

Really, Lisa...

I mean, partying
at a friend's beach house

without permission is one thing,

but robbing and
hurting someone? No way.

Somebody must have broken in
while you were zonked out.

That's what I told the police.

What else did you tell them?

Lisa?

MacGyver.

Meet my best friend, Holly.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Holly's a senior.
And head cheerleader.

What are you doing here?

I'd like to talk to you.
Maybe I can give you a ride home?

Well, gotta run.
See you, Lisa.

I'm the only 9th grader
Holly even talks to.

Is that good?

Never mind.
You wouldn't understand.

Yeah, there seems to be
a lot I don't understand.

Oh. Well, what now?

Well, you lied to me yesterday.

I'd like to know why.

[CAR HONKING]

And the police report said

you smelled of alcohol,
your speech was slurred,

and your coordination was lousy.

What else am I supposed to think?

Okay, I lied. There.
Are you happy?

No.

I wanna know
what really happened.

I cut classes to go
to a beach party.

There was a lot of beer
and stuff and...

Well, I didn't wanna
be a drag, so I had a few.

Yeah. Then what?

I got sick, then I got sleepy.

Someone said the Wilson
house had an open window.

So I climbed in and looked
for a place to lie down and die.

That's all I can remember.

Now, why didn't you tell that
to the police in the first place?

[SCOFFS]

And let my mother and
father know I'd been drinking?

Come on, MacGyver,
what's the big deal?

Didn't you experiment
when you were a kid?

Yeah. Once.
When I was 11.

You see?

Freddie Mapes and I
put away a six-pack

in less than an hour one time.

- You got loaded?
- Yeah.

I kept telling myself
it tasted great.

But all of a sudden I didn't
know what I was doing.

I couldn't walk straight,
I couldn't talk straight.

For me, there was nothing
to like about it.

Freddie liked it just fine.

So much so that
it cost us our friendship.

Because he wasn't
as perfect as you?

No.

Because five years later
he got drunk

and wrapped his dad's car
around a tree.

His girlfriend is now
a paraplegic.

And Freddie is dead.

[SIGHING]

You really think I have a
drinking problem, don't you?

- I don't know.
- Well, I don't!

I was just doing what every
other kid does. Including you.

All right. Fine.

But will you do me a favor?

I want you
to take a little test.

It's called "Twenty
questions for adolescents."

A lot of schools are
starting to use this approach.

It's kind of new.

They're just trying to get the kids
to be honest with themselves.

So, there's no lecturing,
no hassling, no parents.

Just you and the pencil.

"Do you use alcohol or
drugs to build self-confidence?"

If anybody should take
this test, it's my mother.

Lisa, this isn't
about anybody else.

It's about you.

Now, come on, it'll only
take a couple of minutes.

Then I'll take you home,
all right?

[SIGHING]

"Do you ever drink or get high

immediately after you have a
problem at home or at school?"

No way.

"Have you ever missed school
due to alcohol or drugs?"

You can relax, MacGyver,
I'm not an alcoholic.

KATHERINE:
Lisa!

Up here, please.

Excuse us a moment, MacGyver.
Eric's in his study.

David, trust me.
Langston has to sell.

We're the only game in town.

All right, you, too.

MacGyver.

Eric, I'd like to talk
to you about Lisa.

Again?

Lisa's all we talk about
around here.

Yeah, well, I think I know why.

Well, glad somebody does.
I'm all ears.

She's been drinking.

How much and for how long,
I don't know.

But it could be a problem.

Lisa drinking?

Impossible.
We would've known.

Eric, I know it sounds
like a cliché,

but sometimes
parents are the last to know.

The warning signs
are definitely there.

What warning signs?

The lying, staying out
till all hours,

mood changes,
sudden drop in grades.

LISA:
Daddy!

Daddy, would you please
get Mother off my back?

Your father has already seen
the photostats of your signature.

Lisa used my credit card to
charge enough food to feed an army.

- Mother!
- What is the matter with you?

- Nothing is the matter with me.
- I give up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
C-Can I say something here?

You've already said something.

Well then, why isn't
anybody listening?

Look, I've known you guys
for a long time.

I love you all,
I consider you my friends.

So, please trust me when
I tell you that as a family,

it looks like
you're falling apart.

MacGyver thinks
Lisa's becoming an alcoholic.

- Oh, Eric!
- What?

I hate you, MacGyver!

I hate you!

All I said was that
she could have a problem.

A teenager can abuse alcohol
and not be an alcoholic.

In fact, some researchers say it
could start with a defective gene.

I beg your pardon?

Are you suggesting alcoholism
runs in the family?

That is a horrible thing to say!

I'm not being judgmental here.

I think it's time you left,
MacGyver.

I'm just trying to help!

Well, I'll tell you how you can
do it. Get out of this house, now!

- Oh, come on, Eric. Come on.
- Get out! And don't come back!

And I thought he was our friend.

Look who just left
for the Congo.

We're back in business.

Brett, you didn't tell me
about the maid getting hurt.

Well, she got in my way.

She just fell down a couple of stairs.
She's gonna be all right.

How'd you find out about that?

I talked to Lisa.

The police found her
at the Wilson house.

Oh, great.
What'd she tell 'em?

I don't know. Some guy
named MacGyver interrupted us

before I could find out.

Was he a cop?

I don't know.

But he wanted to
talk to Lisa real bad.

We better check her out.

Bye, Hanna.

Hey, Lisa.
Ready for school?

Sure.

- Hi, Brett.
- Hi.

Hey, I got a better idea.
Why don't we go to the beach?

Sounds cool to me.
How about you?

Gee. I don't know.
I'm in enough trouble already.

Folks again?

They're threatening
to send me back

to private school
in Switzerland.

So, what difference
does it make?

Nothing you do pleases them.

BRETT: Hey, look at
the bright side.

If you get 'em mad enough,
they'll never speak to you again.

You're right.
Let's do it.

KILEY:
I--I don't believe my ears.

You mean you actually agree with me
that Lisa was in on the Wilson job?

Mike, what I said was

I thought she might be
hanging out with whoever did it.

I know she's not a thief.

So, what do you want from me?

Well, help me find out
who they are.

Mike, come on,
you're my last hope.

Her parents want
nothin' to do with me.

I really hit a nerve with them.

Come on, you had to have
come up with something.

Look, I have got nothing.

What, not even fingerprints?

MacGyver, I've got six
burglary victims, all on vacation.

That's it.

Well, what about airlines?
Destinations for those people.

Nothing connects.
I got the vouchers right here.

Mind if I take a look?

[SIGHING]

Attaboy.

Listen, uh, spread the word.

If everything
checks out with Lisa,

I've got the perfect gig set up.

ADAM: How do you know
she's gonna level with us?

Trust me.

This stuff is better
than truth serum.

And she can't get enough of it.

[MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

Here you go, Lisa.

Oh, gosh.
I can't, Brett.

What's the matter?
Your mom and dad?

MacGyver.

MacGyver?
What's he to you?

My best friend.

Until he called me a drunk.

There's no way
I'm gonna give him

or my parents the satisfaction.

How are they gonna know?

They aren't.

I mean, unless one beer is
gonna put you over the edge.

Out of control.

I can stop any time I want.

Hmm. That's what
they all say, Lisa.

Okay. I'll prove it.

One beer.
Then I got to go, okay?

Hey, Mike.

We've got
a common denominator here.

All these tickets were booked
through the same travel agency.

Safari Gun and Travel Club.

Right. It's the only agency in
Royal Beach. Everybody uses 'em.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

It could mean something,
you know.

Kiley. Yeah, Bill.

Lisa Woodman?
Yeah, yeah, I got it.

That's Detective Lubash,
Homicide.

The Wilson maid just died.

They wanna talk to Lisa.

Oh, man.

I'll tell you what.
You wanna help me out?

You bring Lisa down here,

and I'll check out
this travel agency.

Got it.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[ADAM WHOOPING]

ADAM:
All right, Lisa!

[ADAM LAUGHING]

Whoa. Whoa.

[PANTING]

Help yourself.

Oh, if MacGyver
could only see you now.

Don't mention that name.

What is he, a cop?

No. He's an ex-friend.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

How'd the house check out?

Perfect, secluded,
no alarm system.

But we gotta forget
about ripping it off.

- What are you talkin' about?
- I just heard it on the news.

That maid you pushed
down the stairs, she's dead.

- She's dead, man!
- Jonathan, shh, shh, shh.

Take it easy.
Slow down.

That's murder. The police find out
and we'll all end up in jail.

So, who says
they're gonna find out?

'Cause that little brat's gonna
tell 'em just to save her own skin.

Don't bet on it.

Just go down and join the fun.

I'll take care
of everything, okay?

Sure, Brett.
Whatever you say.

HOLLY:
What's the matter?

Nothing. Why don't
you go home for a while?

Relax,
I'll call you later, okay?

Brett, what's wrong?
What's goin' on?

The maid died.

We're gonna have to do
somethin' about Lisa.

Brett, you wouldn't
hurt her, would you?

Holly, you've been in on
this thing from the beginning.

If Lisa talks, you go to jail
with the rest of us.

- I know...
- Holly.

I said I'd take care of it.

Now, just go home.
Go on.

Hey, Holly?

What are you doing here?

I'm lookin' for Lisa.

Well, I certainly don't know
where she is.

Well, that's weird.

The Woodman's maid said

you and a friend picked
her up on the way to school.

Well, that must have been
someone else. It wasn't me.

Goin' somewhere?

I'm gonna visit
my grandmother's.

You're gonna miss
an awful lot of school.

Holly,

Lisa's your friend.
If you have any idea...

Lisa's a bratty 9th grader
who won't leave me alone.

- That's all she is, okay?
- Hey, look,

a woman died this morning.
They're trying to blame Lisa for it.

Look, I don't have...

HOLLY: What a mess.
Look what you made me do!

Is this your boyfriend?

Yeah. Sort of.

What's his name?

Brett.

Brett. Does he belong
to that gun club?

His father owns the place.

So, that'd give him full run
of the facilities, huh?

Including the travel service.

Holly, somethin's going on.
What is it?

- I don't know!
- You do know!

Now what is it, what's goin' on?

[SOBBING]

They're gonna do
something to Lisa.

Something awful.

Who?

Tell me!

Holly!

What are they gonna do to Lisa?

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Didn't believe my uncle
gave me the keys, did you?

Big deal.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Me?

I, uh, I'm not really here.

Are you?

Come on, Brett.
Knock off with the word games.

- What are we gonna do?
- All right, real simple.

When the police find her body,
it's gonna look like

she's been rippin' off all these
houses all by her lonesome.

And she's gonna take the rap
for the Wilson's maid.

Posthumously.

[SIGHING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[CHUCKLING]

Gross. Really gross, Lisa.

I really freaked my English
teacher out with that one.

- You wanna see my goldfish?
- Sure.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

Ooh, I--I gotta lie down.

[RINGING]

Safari Gun and Travel.

Uh, just a minute.

Yeah, Kiley. MacGyver.

What?

We got to move fast
on this, Mike.

Lisa's life is in danger.

- KILEY: Well, where is she?
- I don't know yet.

But I got an idea
on how to find her.

Let me talk
to the travel agent there.

Uh, Betty, this is MacGyver.
He wants to ask you a few questions.

Sure.

Betty? Does Brett Reynolds have
an access code to your computer?

BETTY: Yes. He helps me out
occasionally.

All right.

Will you check all your
clients who are on vacation

and see if Brett has
accessed their files this week?

Okay.

[CLEARING THROAT]

BETTY:
Just one.

He logged in last night,
uh, the David Sanford's.

210 Sunset Lane.

All right, that's got to be it.
Mike, I'll meet you there.

Holly, go back to your house
and wait there.

All right.

Put her in here behind the wheel

like she passed out before
she could get it in gear.

[SIGHING]
Poor Lisa.

She should know better
than to drink and drive.

You know what I mean?

All right, I gotta get my bag.

You guys take off. I'll meet you
back at the gun club.

[COUGHING]

[GASPING]

[COUGHING]

[COINS CLINKING]

[FIRING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Lisa?

Lisa, are you in here?

Oh, my gosh!

[HONKING]

[GRUNTING]

[ENGINE ROARING]

[SCREECHING]

[SCREAMING]

Lisa!

Don't move! Do not move!

[METALLIC RATTLING]

[GROANS]

[WOOD CREAKING]

Lisa!

Lisa!

Can you hear me?

Huh? W-What? What--What?

Honey, open the door.

The door, Lisa, open it!

[KNOCKING]

[CREAKING]

I--I can't, I can't!

All right, honey. It's okay.

The window.

Open the window, Lisa.

[CREAKING]

MacGYVER:
Come on, you can do it!

I can't. I can't.

You can do it.
You can do it!

Crank it, come on!

- I can't, no.
- You can do it, Lisa!

Crank that window!

I can't!

MacGYVER: That's it.
Come on.

[WHIMPERING]

That's it.

That's it. Come on, Lisa.

That's it.

I can't.

That's it. That's it.

[GRUNTING]

You can do it. All right.

All right, baby. All right.

Come on.
Crawl to me. Come on.

That's it.

[WOOD CREAKING]

That's it. Come on.
That's it.

[PANTING]

I'm so sorry, MacGyver.

It's okay, baby.
It's okay.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]

Her folks will be here
in a few minutes.

Tell 'em Lisa can't leave town
until she testifies.

Thanks, Mike.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

How're you feelin'?

There's something
you got to know.

You know that
20 questions test I took?

I flunked it.

I do have a drinking problem.

That's not easy to say, is it?

Well that's a good start.
Admitting it.

It's a real good start.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Romburg's Toys.
How may I help you?

MacGYVER:
Otto, it's MacGyver.

MacGyver. Where are you?

I'm in East Berlin
at Stasi headquarters,

or what's left of them, anyway.

Listen, Otto,
I've got some good news.

You have found my granddaughter?

Well, not yet,
but I've found Maria's name

on a list of orphans
the Stasi had on file.

I'm meeting with a guy later

who might have a line
on how to find her.

That is good news, huh,
but I was hoping...

Otto, if Maria's in East Germany,
I'll find her.

That's a promise.

I don't know how to
thank you, MacGyver.

I've been waiting 15 long years
for this moment.

OTTO: I'll wait by the phone.
Thank you.

Thank you so much.

[BOTH SPEAKING GERMAN]

[GUARD YELLING IN GERMAN]

[YELLING IN GERMAN]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[GROANING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[MARIA SHOUTING IN GERMAN]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

- Herr MacGyver?
- Yeah.

Rolf Mossel.
We spoke on the telephone.

Yes, yes.
Thank you for meeting me.

Oh, a pleasure.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

I have heard only good things
about your foundation's work here.

Thank you very much.

I understand you're with the
Citizen Freedom Committee.

Correct.
We work mostly in the field

helping people
locate their relatives.

I personally handled your
inquiry about a Maria Romburg.

How'd you do?

Uh, danke.
Well, you are in luck.

Certain files were looted when
the government was overthrown

and the people stormed
Stasi headquarters.

This was amongst them.

Uh, yeah. My German's
a little weak. Would you...

Yeah. Yeah.

[READING IN GERMAN]

Maria Romburg was a ward
of the state

from 1975 at the age of eight.

They educated her.

For the last two years,
she has been a teacher in Leipzig.

Catch the morning train.

You can be there by noon.

Thank you.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[ALL GIGGLING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

Hi. Um, sorry,
I don't mean to interrupt.

What is it you wish?

Well, my name is MacGyver.

Your grandfather sent me.
He's a friend of mine.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

Why does my grandfather
send you?

Why does he not come himself?

His doctors recommended
against it.

I see.

And now that you've found me,
what exactly is it he wants?

To know that you're well.

I'm sure you can
tell him as much.

And to see you again.

Well, you can give my grandfather
a message for me, Mr. MacGyver.

You can tell him
that to me, he is dead.

Uh... Excuse me, wait. Whoa.

Look,

I know it's been a long time.

MacGYVER: Can't you at least
think about it?

I've been thinking about it
since I was eight years old.

I can still see my father's
body on the barbed wire.

He died while my grandfather
ran to save his own life.

You were an 8-year-old child

who saw your father
and grandfather

betrayed by the Stasi.

MacGYVER: Your grandfather
had no choice but to run.

Maria,

he has never stopped
looking for you.

He loves you.

He wants you to live with him.

In America?

Yes.

The Wall is down.
You both have choices now.

There's nothing to stop you
from being a family again.

No. Nothing but the memory
of a selfish old man

who would leave his son and
granddaughter to be executed

by the border guards.

Maria, I tried to explain
the circumstances...

No, Mr. MacGyver.

I want nothing to do with him.
I can't.

Okay.

Um...

This is from your grandfather.

Read it.

If you change your mind
before tomorrow,

my hotel number
is on the envelope.

I have to go. The children.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

- Looking for someone?
- Huh?

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

You took my picture.
Mein Foto. Why?

[GROANING]

[IN ENGLISH]
So, your photo.

[GROANING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[CAR TIRES SCREECHING]

You know,
high tech equipment like this

makes you think
the Wall is still up.

There must be thousands
of out-of-work Stasi agents

wandering around the country
with nothing better to do.

Then again, maybe our new
government still can't resist

the need to watch you Americans.

I'm sorry if things did not
go well with the girl.

Yeah. You know,
I can't help thinking

that maybe I should
stick around,

maybe talk to her again.

[SCOFFS]
Mr. MacGyver, you found her,

you gave her the letter
from her grandfather.

What more could you do?

MacGyver!

[PANTING]

I think I would like
to change my mind,

if that is all right.

Uh, of course. Yeah.

Mr. Mossel, this is Maria.

Ahh.

Mr. Mossel's organization
helped us find you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

After the way I treated you,
you think I am crazy, yes?

No.

I think you needed time,
that's all.

I read my grandfather's letter.

He sounded so lonely.
So heartsick.

You were right, MacGyver.

The Wall is down.

I have the freedom
to decide for myself.

And when I see my grandfather,
I will know for sure, yes?

This is what makes my job
so worthwhile.

So, now what?
Papers? Visas?

No, that's all been
taken care of.

Let's just go see
your grandpa, huh?

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Your plan seems to be working,
Huber, huh?

In a few days,
the gold will be in our hands.

[CHUCKLING]

MARIA: Do you think
he'll recognize me?

It's been so long. Maybe we
are both so different now.

Will you relax?
You'll be fine.

Have I thanked you yet for
what you've done, MacGyver?

For keeping me from making
a terrible mistake?

About a thousand times, yes.

Wow! I'm in America!

First time here?

You mean you cannot tell I have
never before set even one foot

out of East Germany?

Not by the way
you speak English.

- It's almost perfect.
- Oh, thank you.

The state needed teachers of English,
so I was trained for this.

Oh, look!

FEMALE ANNOUNCER [ON P.A.]:
The white zone is for the loading

and unloading of
passengers only.

No parking.

MacGyver,
do you have three quarters?

Quarters? Uh, yeah, sure.

In your old magazines people
used to smuggle across the border,

I kept seeing this one picture
of beautiful men and women

in beautiful swimsuits
drinking ice cold root beer.

And now it is my turn.

[BELL CHIMING]

OTTO:
Maria!

Maria, my God,
let me look at you!

Oh, here.

Opa.

Uh, you two have
a lot to talk about.

I'm gonna take off.

Thank you, my friend.

MacGyver, what time must
we go back to immigration?

4:00. I'll pick you up.

OTTO: Immigration?
What is this about?

MARIA: Oh, I'm sorry, Opa, but I
must go fill out some more papers.

There's so much
catching-up to do.

Put your toy away, Kurt.

I still cannot believe
I am here.

What are they doing?

KURT:
The girl just arrived.

[BELL CHIMING]

Oh, look.

It's such a wonderful store,
Opa.

[OTTO LAUGHING]

OTTO:
My apartment's upstairs.

It's small,
but there's room for two.

Maria, look.

There's an old friend

who wanted to say hello.

She is lovely.

You don't remember her?
She was your favorite.

Oh, Birgit!

[CHUCKLING]
My precious little Birgit.

How could I have forgotten?

You insisted

we take her along
the night we...

I tucked her under my sweater
where she would be warm.

She's waited for you
all these years.

She knew some day
you would come for her.

And it was always
in my prayers that you would.

Come. You must be tired.

MARIA: Yes.
It's been a very long day.

There has not been one word
about the gold.

How do you know he still has it?

He has it.

He wouldn't dare double-cross us

while his granddaughter
was in our hands.

And now she is here, hmm.

So why do we wait?

Because it is our plan
from the start.

Because it is safer for us

to let the girl find out
where he hides it.

Do you have a problem
with that, Weise?

Oh, no. Not at all, Huber.

As you constantly remind me,
you are my superior.

But I still say,

give me 10 minutes
with the old man alone

and I promise you he
will beg us to take the gold.

- Oh, Weise, will you stop?
- Stop what? Huh?

We have no jobs.

We're almost out of money.

How are we supposed to exist?

You prefer to be
working for the Mossad

or the CIA,

I will be happy to write
a letter of recommendation...

Yeah.

...in exchange for your share
of the gold.

Just cool it, huh?

Our operative knows what to do.

Just give her time.

A million bucks in gold.

Come on, men,
it's worth the wait.

I don't know. Something's
not right, Pete. I know it.

MacGyver,
just because she sat down

and immediately
fastened her seatbelt?

- Now what does that prove?
- No, no, it's more than that.

She knew how to make
the seat recline,

how to plug in her head phones.

She even asked the flight
attendant for a magazine.

I'm tellin' you, she behaved
just like a seasoned traveler.

Look, I admit that's
a bit odd, but still...

No, and then...

And then at the airport,
she asked me for three quarters

for a root beer.

Quarters, Pete?

She's never been out of East Germany
and she knows our coin system?

Look, you want to check her out?

We're going to
check her out, okay?

- Come on.
- Thank you, thank you.

Willis.

WILLIS: Hi, MacGyver,
welcome back.

Thanks, Willis.

- Can you help me out here?
- Sure.

What do you think of that?

Looks like it could be KGB.

Most likely assembled
in East Germany.

- Stasi?
- Yeah, could be.

MacGYVER: Got any
fingerprints there?

WILLIS: Yeah,
couple of good ones.

Okay. Get them off
to Washington right away.

Oh, also, Pete,

could we run this through
the child finder program?

I want to see what a young
Maria would look like at 23.

Willis?

No problem.
I'll have it tomorrow.

Thanks.

Okay. You got
everything you came for?

Yes. Thank you for indulging me.

[CHUCKLING]
No problem.

[BELL CHIMING]

[LAUGHING]

Opa, you work too hard.

Most men your age
are retired by now.

Ja, perhaps, perhaps not.

I've been thinking, what if I
closed the store for a few months,

so you and I can travel,
see America.

MARIA: Oh, that would
be wonderful.

But would that not
cost a lot of money?

OTTO:
Let me worry about that.

I have something put away.

This is it! This is it!
Mensch!

Come on, you old fool,
tell her where the gold is.

HUBER: Move the laser up to
the old man's apartment window.

Hurry, they are coming in.

OTTO: What did I have
to spend money on?

MARIA: So, Opa,
you mean you are rich?

Richer than ever,
now that you are here.

[LAUGHING]
Opa, be serious.

You mean you are rich
from selling toys?

Well, I make enough
to be comfortable.

You keep the money
in a bank, yes?

So many questions about money.

Go get changed.
MacGyver will be here soon.

MARIA:
All right.

But tonight when I get back, we
will talk about everything. Yes?

- OTTO: Yes, Maria.
- I've had enough of this talk, talk, talk.

He tells the girl nothing.

We were fools to cut her
into the deal.

Weise, we can do
without your impatience.

She's doing her best.

KURT: It appears
we have a visitor.

Oh, it's the lover-boy.

Lover-boy.

Listen to you calling him.
And look at you.

Your jeans and bows and arrows.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

I don't know you any more.

Just 10 years in this country and
you're more American than German.

Don't knock it till you try it.

[DOOR BELL RINGING]

Maria. That must be MacGyver.

MARIA:
I'll be right out, Opa.

Yes?

Otto, it's me.

- [BUZZER BUZZING]
- Come in.

Maria will be ready in a minute.

Hello, Otto!

MacGyver, hello.

So, have you gotten used to
seeing Maria all grown up yet?

She is some young lady,
is she not?

It's hard to believe
she was my little Liebchen.

Yeah, well
she's definitely a woman now.

Yes.

But in here, there is no change.

Only the same sweet,
innocent child.

I am ready, MacGyver.

Boy, I'll say.

Opa, why don't you come with us?

Yeah, then we'll all
go out to dinner afterwards.

Oh, thank you,
but I must work on my books.

All right, then we'll bring
something in for you.

Oh, no.

Opa, we insist.

This is America.
Everybody brings food in to eat.

OTTO:
Go! Go!

[CHUCKLING]

HUBER:
Here they come.

It must be for her
immigration appointment.

So we continue to wait
and wait and wait.

You got it.

What do you say we take a break?

Get something to eat?

Huber, you can buy.

HUBER: You know a place
that takes traveler's checks?

Only if you have some ID.

[LAUGHING]

- You coming, Weise?
- No. My ulcer.

Too much American junk food.

You two go ahead.
I'll stay here and watch.

[DOORKNOB RATTLING]

Weise!

We have much to talk about,
old man.

It was wonderful
driving through the city.

In spite of all your questions.

Oh, I was just trying to get
to know you better, that's all.

Why do you look at me like that?

Oh, I was just thinkin'

how happy your grandfather is
to have you here, that's all.

All those years, all the hate.

I never would have known
how wonderful he is,

if it wasn't for you.

Come. Let's try your
Hawaiian pizza with pineapple.

Where is the gold?

[GROANS]

You have killed my son.

My granddaughter,
she is safe now.

The Iron Curtain is gone.

You have nothing
to threaten me with now.

Except your life, old man.

If you do not
give me the gold...

[GROANING]

Where is the gold?

[SCREAMING]

[GUN FIRING]

[GRUNTING]

OTTO: Maria, run!
Call the police!

Hurry! Hurry!

[GRUNTING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[SCREAMING]

- MacGyver, you all right?
- Oh, yeah.

He ran into me and fell.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]

MacGyver.

- Everybody all right?
- Yeah.

Well, guess what, Pete?

The guy they just
loaded into that ambulance

is the same guy
that followed me in Leipzig.

But that's all we have, at least
until he regains consciousness.

No ID, no apparent motive.

His name is Helmut Weise.
He's a former Stasi agent.

You know those prints that we
lifted from that listening device?

They matched with Stasi files
provided by the Bonn government.

- Stasi?
- Yeah.

Well, what's he doing here?

Excellent question.
Let's ask Otto.

That man, he was a burglar, yes?

He was a Stasi agent, Otto.

Stasi in the United States?

Otto, he's the same man who
followed MacGyver in Leipzig.

And he was knockin' you
around for a reason.

Now, what's going on?

I thought
when The Wall came down,

and I had my Maria back,

it would all be over.
But it will never be over.

Otto,

I am your friend.

Now will you please
tell me the truth?

After that night
when they took Maria,

for years, they used her

to make me cooperate.

Telling me if I did not,

I would never see Maria again.

It has gone on for 15 years now.

Cooperate? In what way?

They used my store for
a courier drop. That's all.

A place to exchange papers,
microfilm,

tapes.

Opa, how could you?

I had no choice.
They would have killed you.

You should have let them.

And die a second death?

Even worse than the first?

You are making no sense.

Not a day has gone by

that I have not re-lived
that night at the border.

I hear you crying "Opa, Opa!"

OTTO:
Then,

I was down in the ravine,

helpless,

looking up, as the border
guards killed my only son

and took you away.

I knew then

that I was more a prisoner
of the past

than I was a free man.

Excuse me.

Did you guys see that?

PETE:
See what?

I think there's a listening post
somewhere across the street.

You guys wait here.

They'll expose our laser beam.

Forget it.
There's no time!

Up there, second floor.

We'll take the front.

WILLIS: This is the most
sophisticated laser technology I've seen.

It projects a beam of light
against a window,

and translates the
vibrations back into sound.

Sort of like a CD player.

- Check out the origin, will you?
- Will do.

Oh, Willis, how are you coming
on that child finder workup?

Uh, we have some
program glitches,

but I'll give you a holler
as soon as I have something.

- All right.
- The medical report on Weise.

- Yeah, and?
- He's still in a coma.

Makes interesting reading,
though.

Seems he has more
than a fractured skull.

He took a shot to the throat
hard enough to rupture his larynx.

Well, that doesn't
make any sense.

I shoved the table into
his chest and he took off.

I never laid a hand on him.

Leaves only one possibility,
doesn't it?

MacGyver, good morning.

Maria.

Something wrong?

Well, maybe you can tell me.

The medical report says the
guy who broke in here last night

was struck in the throat
before he fell down the stairs.

What are you saying?

Maria, you were
on that stair landing.

He had to run right by you.

What?

MacGyver!

How could you think
such a thing?

How could I think anything else?

You had the time.
You had the position.

All right.

I will not deny it.

Not that you will understand.

Try me.

- [DOOR OPENING]
- When he ran past me,

I acted in instinct,

fearing for my own life.

I should have killed him.

Men like Weise should not be allowed
to walk on the face of this earth.

You know this guy's name?

He was Stasi.

What about you, Maria?

Karate?

Enough hate to kill?

You don't learn that kind
of stuff in an orphanage.

No, you are right.

That took special training.

Maria?

No. What are you saying?

What do you think it
was like in East Germany

as a child with no home?

An orphan.
A ward of the state.

Stasi had
a special training school

for children like me who owed
their existence to their government.

When I was 16, I was allowed to
stay at the orphanage no longer.

I was chosen
to become a "sparrow."

A "sparrow?"

Oh, it's charming, yes?
All birds of a feather.

The boys were
known as "hawks."

For years, they taught us
how to manipulate people.

How to spy on our friends.

And yes, how to kill.

OTTO:
But you are a teacher.

Now.

That was my cover
before the Wall came down

and put us out of business.

Before that,

I worked all over Europe
and America as a Stasi agent.

What about this Weise?

I only met him a month ago.

He helped recruit me.

To help them find where
my grandfather hid their gold.

Gold?

The people that Weise worked for

would exploit East Germans
for money

that would help buy them
safe passage across the border.

It was then converted to gold

and brought to the
United States for safekeeping.

It was brought
to my grandfather's.

- She is an impostor!
- No, I'm not.

They knew I hated you
all those years.

They used that
to get me to cooperate.

They even promised me a share.

OTTO:
Who are you?

You are not my granddaughter!

No, Opa, it is me!

Opa, that night Papa was killed
and I was captured,

I didn't know
what really happened.

Not until I knew you.

Not until I heard my Opa
speak of that horrible night.

Mossel?

Not today, MacGyver.
The name is Huber.

Good show, Maria.

But we'll take it from here.

The gold, old man.

The gold, or you
and your friend are dead.

WILLIS: Okay, it's working now.
Here it comes.

Sorry for the delay,
but we had to disassemble

the image unit
to find the problem.

There you are,
Mr. Thornton.

Maria Romburg, 15 years later.

That's not the same girl.
Not at all.

She's an impostor?

Yeah. Let's go.

- Stasi, right?
- Haven't you heard?

The Wall is down.
There are no Stasi.

[GRUNTS]

Now then, Romburg,

where is the gold?

I will never tell you.

You killed my son.

His life is in that gold.

Your son shot at a border guard.

We had no control over that.

You said
there would be no guards.

After you took all our money,
you wanted us dead.

Like all the others.

But you did manage to escape.

Yes, to become your slave.

Keeping your blood money for you

while you held
my granddaughter hostage.

You see,

you have your toys
and we have ours.

Such a beautiful girl.

It would be such a loss.

KURT:
Romburg,

I do not want to put an arrow
through her beautiful throat.

She's your granddaughter.

That's what you say.

But I know different.
She is one of you.

- You are trying to trick me.
- Perhaps.

But you don't know that
for sure, do you, old man?

[GASPING]

Where is the gold?

[GASPING]

HUBER: How sorry you'll be
when you find out

she really is
your granddaughter.

[MARIA WHIMPERING]

Last arrow, last chance.

Perhaps you would like
to say goodbye, yes?

Please, Opa,

I know these men.
They will kill us for sure.

No.

You are not my granddaughter.

Opa, please.

Opa!

Please! Opa!

Opa!

Don't let him do this!
Please!

[MARIA SHOUTING]

Opa!

[MARIA SOBBING]
Opa, please!

Opa!

Stop. Stop!

I will tell you.

You are a wise man, Romburg.

Now where do you hide the gold?

Upstairs at the store window.

The toy soldiers.

I'm impressed.

You are a very clever man.

Come.

We will make sure
he's telling the truth.

[PANTING]

It's the gold.

We must hurry.

Kill MacGyver
and the other two. Now!

Huber, he's gone.

[GRUNTING]

Kurt?

[TOY PLANE WHIRRING]

[GRUNTING]

PETE:
MacGyver! You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Take care of these guys.

Oh, MacGyver.

- Thank God.
- It's all right, Otto.

You're safe now
and no one can hurt you.

No, especially not
this young lady,

who claims to be
your granddaughter.

What?

She's a fraud, MacGyver,
a fraud!

No, Opa, tell them.

MacGyver, he is wrong.

Here.

Look at this.
Look at the chin.

The jaw line.

That is a picture of what the
real Maria would look like now.

Well, you had me goin'.

I believed you.

MacGyver, no!

But I think I wanted to believe.

But it is me.

It's time to give it up.

You can't outsmart
computer imaging.

Please, you don't understand.

Five years ago,
I was on assignment in London.

There was an accident.

My jaw was broken
in three places.

There are hospital records
of the reconstructive surgery.

I am an old man.
Don't do this to me.

Why can't you believe me?

[GASPS]

Wait. Yes, I will prove it.

Opa, look.

Here's the orange thread where
Mama sewed Birgit's arm back on.

I don't remember.
It was a long time ago.

But, Opa,
you've got to remember.

I came crying to you
after Valdi chewed it off.

Valdi, our dog?

Yeah. Valdi!

No, no, no, no.

The Stasi would know
about a puppy.

There were family pictures.

Would they know of our secret?

Would they know

that you let Valdi sleep
in my bed when Mama and Papa

were away on holiday?

OTTO:
Oh, my God!

No one could know about that.

Oh, Maria, my little Maria.

[VIDEO GAME PLAYING MUSIC]

- MacGyver?
- He scores!

Ooh, Maria, hi.

Oh, I am interrupting you, yes?

No, no, no, no. Come on in.

I-I'm just, uh, setting
up a program here.

It's, uh,
very complicated stuff.

[CHUCKLES]

So how's your grandfather?

Opa? He's thrilled to tears.

You know the gold that was turned
over to the German government?

Yeah.

They agreed to set up a fund
in my father's name

to help reunited families
begin all over again.

Well, that's terrific.

And, me,
they are allowing to stay.

That's even more terrific.

What are you gonna do?

Well, to start, I was hoping

that perhaps we might be able
to see each other more often.

More often?

You're the only American
I know, MacGyver.

And I think maybe the
only one I want to know.

Yeah, sure.

That'll be great, um...

Yeah. I travel a lot, you know,
uh, all over the world.

A lot.

I love to travel.

And besides, Pete says with
my language skills and training,

perhaps there's a place
for me at Phoenix.

Pete said that, did he?

Yes.

Isn't that wonderful?

Yeah.

Yeah.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[BOTH SCREAMING]

Ah!

KIDS:
Trick or treat!

Help the homeless, mister.

Oh, you bet.

We were just kidding.
We're not really monsters.

Yeah. Sure you're not.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

I know, I know, I'm sorry.

It's about time, MacGyver.

We were beginning to think
you weren't gonna make it.

How's it going?

Well, Zito is behaving
like a perfect gentleman.

Ah, the mask of sanity?

Yeah, he always did
put on a good act.

But we're in for big trouble
if the judge buys it.

If Zito's declared sane,
he walks out of here a free man.

No way.

What about all those murders
the D.A. still has to prosecute, huh?

That was five years ago,
MacGyver.

Witnesses have died,
evidence is cold.

D.A. probably doesn't even
have enough of a case left

to even bring the man to court.

And that hospital shrink, Skinner,
she's making Zito sound like a victim

instead of a serial killer.

Well, how'd your testimony go?

- All right.
- It went well.

Except for Zito sitting there
staring at me the whole time.

HOWARD: According to
your written statement,

you first met Dr. Zito
two years ago.

- Isn't that right?
- MacGYVER: Yes.

Mr. MacGyver,

you sometimes work
for the Phoenix Foundation

which has a contract to supply

forensic and scientific assistance
to the police department?

That's right.

And you encountered Dr. Zito when
the Phoenix Foundation helped the police

track down an escaped
serial killer named Eric Cross?

Yes, I was searching Cross' cell
for forensic evidence.

And you discovered that
Zito helped Cross escape?

MacGYVER:
That's right.

He engineered the whole thing.

HOWARD: Engineered?
Would you clarify that?

Zito called the orderlies,

and he told them Cross was sick.

They thought he had a heart attack,
which was not the case.

What Cross was suffering from
was alkalosis.

The same symptoms
as a heart attack,

only self-induced chemically.

Cross had ingested a solution
with a very high alkaline content.

Zito provided him
with the drinking cup.

Then he came up with a way
to deliver it all to Cross' cell.

I figured out Zito's plan,
and I proved it to him.

Do you have an opinion as to what
Zito's motive was for doing all this?

Yes.

Revenge.

See, Cross wasn't really free.

Zito controlled him
psychologically.

He manipulated Cross
to attack his real target,

which was Lieutenant Murphy.

The same police officer who
arrested Zito for his original murders?

Yes.

In Zito's eyes she beat him

and his ego
just couldn't handle it.

So he used Cross to retaliate.

Murphy and her partner, Sweeney,
were lured into a trap,

in which Detective Sweeney
was killed.

Zito had Cross convinced
he could purge his sins

by performing a human sacrifice.

And, of course, Zito chose
the sacrifice victim.

In his twisted mind, I'm sure he
thought it was the perfect murder.

And it almost worked.

There is absolutely no proof to
these outrageous accusations!

You're here to provide
medical testimony, Dr. Skinner,

not act as counsel.

Did Cross ever admit that
Zito was behind his actions?

Cross hanged himself in his cell
before anyone had a chance to ask.

Mr. MacGyver,

how would you describe Zito?

Evil.

HOWARD: I have no
further questions, Your Honor.

Any questions for this witness?

No, Your Honor.

You may step down,
Mr. MacGyver.

[SIGHS]

All right.
I've reached a decision.

Dr. Skinner says you're sane.

Fit for release.

I think she's dead wrong.

The testimonies of Mr. MacGyver
and Lieutenant Murphy

tell me that you're as dangerous
as when you were first committed.

Perhaps more so.

Therefore,

the petition
for your release is denied.

And you are ordered
to remain incarcerated.

[GAVEL POUNDING]

This hearing is adjourned.

[LAUGHING]
We did it, MacGyver.

Congratulations.

You made a noble attempt,
Dr. Skinner.

Thank you for your help
and patience.

It's not over yet.
Sign this.

I'm going to help your attorney
file an immediate appeal.

Uh...

Oh, really.

Do you have to keep him
chained like some wild animal?

Oh, they're only doing
their job, doctor.

[CHUCKLES]

I, uh, I can't thank you enough.

Your faith in me has been a
great comfort through this ordeal.

Well, we're going
to keep fighting.

You've made too much
progress to give up now.

Oh, be assured, I never
give up, Dr. Skinner.

I think you forgot
something, Dr. Zito.

Oh.

[LAUGHING]
Where's my mind?

Your pen, Doctor.

And again, my gratitude.

I'll see you soon.

Once again,

the fates have
brought us together.

As long as they keep you
locked up forever.

Oh, the same predictable Murphy.

Nothing you said to
the judge was surprising.

But you, Mr. MacGyver,

your description of me
was fascinating.

Do you actually think you're
qualified to judge what is evil?

I just call it as I see it.

I'm an expert on the subject.

One day I'll educate you.

A lesson in evil, you might say.

[SIGHING]

Well, Charles,

it seems you just can't
get rid of me.

Fine by me,

so long as you don't
step out of line.

Oh, wouldn't dream of it.

Oh, may I?

Yeah, sure.

MAN:
I'm not sure, ma'am.

WOMAN: I thought
it was on this floor.

CHARLES: Family courts
are on the fifth floor, ma'am.

I--I want the counselor.
Would that be with the court?

Uh, yes, ma'am. That's, uh,
right on up those steps there.

Just go on up
to the fifth floor.

Oh, thank you very much.

You're welcome, ma'am.

[THORNTON RASPING]

That Zito, he's a walking
cold front, isn't he?

I'm just glad the
judge didn't buy his act.

It's not an act, lieutenant.

[SIGHING]

[MUMBLING]

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[SCREAMING]

[WOMAN CRYING]

[GRUNTS]

[SIGHING]

Lieutenant Murphy, Metro Division.
What happened?

Zito escaped.
We sealed the building.

Both of his guards are dead.

THORNTON:
How did it happen?

CHIEF: Zito strangled
one of them with his chains.

- Oh, no! Oh, my God!
- The other was stabbed repeatedly.

MURPHY:
Stabbed? With what?

We don't know.
Something small.

We're still looking
for a weapon.

Did anyone see him
come off the elevator?

No one.

It's like he,
he just disappeared.

We've got to find him, before
he gets out of the building.

I've got people mobilized
to cover every exit.

It's happening now.

[KIDS SCREAMING]

BOTH:
Trick or treat, mister.

Oh. Ha.

For a couple of fine-looking
monsters like you, trick.

[EXCLAIMING]

I saw him, I saw him! He left
the building dressed as a bailiff.

It was Zito!

He's gone.

Oh, God.

Zito's out there.

PARAMEDIC:
All right. Ready. Lift.

It's unbelievable that one man
could bring about that much carnage

with a simple ballpoint pen.

I let him use it
to sign some papers.

He only had it for a moment.

That's all he needed.

We found this
on one of the bodies.

It's addressed to you.

"Your lesson in evil begins,
MacGyver.

"6 times 2
minus 8 equals?"

Does that mean anything to you?

It means something to Zito.

He promised MacGyver
a lesson in evil.

6 times 2 minus 8 equals 4.
That's so simple.

How does that fit in
with Zito's twisted brain?

I think it has to do with where
he wants the lesson to start.

[GATE OPENING]

Why would he deliberately
lead us back to his cell?

He likes to play games,
remember?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MURPHY:
Library card.

Yeah, it's a message.

He remembered.

The book,

the chemicals,
the means of transport,

they all connect
to your cell, Dr. Zito.

You helped Eric Cross escape.

So, now what?

Are you gonna have them
take away my library card?

He wanted me to find this.

He could have left it there
unintentionally.

No, no, Zito doesn't do
anything unintentionally.

I'll bet this lesson started
the day I stopped Cross.

Two years ago?

Yeah.

Just about the same time he
started therapy with Dr. Skinner.

You know,

he never expected
to win that sanity hearing.

You mean everything he's
done for the past two years,

he did to manipulate
his escape today?

No. No, that is too...

Evil, maybe?

MacGyver, telephone.

Hello?

ZITO: I assume you're well
into the game by now, MacGyver.

[WHISPERING]
Zito.

I hated to cut short our
little discussion about evil.

It's a subject
close to my heart.

Why don't you
just get to the point, huh?

Oh, sorry, MacGyver.

This you'll have to do
by the numbers.

Evil cannot be beaten

simply by confronting it.

That will be the first lesson
in your education.

My so-called lesson in evil?

Oh, I do so enjoy
teaching a bright pupil.

You'll find your homework
assignment at the pay phone

in front of the east
entrance of the hospital.

I'll see you in school,
MacGyver.

Let us out of here.

MacGyver.

- "3 times 10 divided by 2?"
- 15.

Fifteen what?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

MURPHY: Now let me see
if I follow this, MacGyver.

You're saying the number four got
you to his cell and the library card,

so the number 15 should tell you
something about his reading habits?

That's the general idea.

So where does all this stuff from
the shopping cart come into it?

I have no idea.

Maybe Pete'll come up
with something

after he runs the stuff
through the Phoenix Lab.

Well, these are all the books that
Zito checked out at the hospital library

in the past two years.

Well, well,
would you look at that.

And here I thought he spent
all his time conning shrinks.

All right, ladies, what do
you say we get started?

Where?

Fifteenth book? Fifteenth page?
Fifteenth paragraph?

Yes.
All of the above.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Here we go.

Page 15.

MURPHY:
He's written another equation.

That'll be three.

"The Three Fates."

Yeah, you remember
what Zito said in court

about the Fates
bringin' us together?

Mmm-hmm.

MURPHY: It says here
the ancient Greeks believed

they controlled the future.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

MacGyver.

ZITO: This is
your teacher speaking.

I'll get a trace.

So speak.

Just interested
in your progress.

[CHUCKLING] Have you read
any good books lately?

As a matter of fact,
I'm on page 15

of Myths and Legends
of Ancient Greece.

Ah, you deciphered my message.

Bravo, you are a good student,
MacGyver.

Shall we see
if you can solve the riddle?

Riddle?

Look hard,

be diligent, and it will happen
when you least expect it.

Remember,
evil is never predictable.

It follows no pattern.

It strikes friends,

loved ones, coworkers.

Then, when you least expect,

it comes home for the kill.

That will be your next lesson,
MacGyver.

Got a question for you,
professor.

Why me?

Call it a rematch.

You think you beat me last time,

but the game never ends,
MacGyver.

I will win this time.

No one can stop me.

It's in the hands of the Fates.

[PHONE GOES DEAD]

- Not enough time.
- He's playing with us!

He mentioned the Fates again.

Yes. The Three Fates.

Somehow they're the key
to his riddle.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Captain Kiley.

Yeah, Pete.
What do you have?

Uh, j-just hold on, let me
put you on the speaker.

We just found another
of Zito's math puzzles.

The formula was written on
the shears from the shopping cart

in fluorescent paint.

The lab spotted it
under an ultraviolet scan.

Better write it down.

"2 times 12,
minus 4."

Got it.

I'm leaving now
for the police station.

See you back here, Pete.

Twenty.

What could he be telling us?

If we could just figure out
what twenty means,

maybe we could find
some sort of pattern.

Then we can really nail him.

Nail him, lieutenant?

Isn't it your job to arrest
Zito rather than execute him?

You still don't get it, do you?

As long as Zito is alive,
he is dangerous!

Someone should blow him
out of his shoes.

Captain, is it normal
police procedure

to allow someone who is
so emotionally involved

to be assigned
to a case like this?

Doctor, we do everything in our
power to capture any suspect alive.

Zito is no exception.

That's our standard
operating procedure.

Isn't that right, lieutenant?

Yes sir.

It's SOP.

ZITO [ON TAPE]:
It strikes friends,

loved ones, coworkers.

Then, when you least expect,

it comes home for the kill.

MacGyver, what are you on to?

What you said about
standard procedure.

We know Zito prides himself on
his knowledge of police procedure.

He proved that
with the Cross investigation.

So, he'd know that all the stuff
he left us in that shopping cart

would be examined
by the Phoenix Lab.

Right again. So?

So maybe he's found a way
to connect the number 20

with the Phoenix Lab.

The same way he did with
4 and 15 in his other clues.

The question is, how?

Friends, loved ones, coworkers.

[REWINDING]

...follows no pattern.

It strikes friends,
loved ones, coworkers.

[STOPS]

Friends,

coworkers...

Oh, man.

Twenty.

That's Pete's parking space
at Phoenix Research.

[RINGING]

[GUN CLICKING]

I've been expecting you,
Mr. Thornton.

Um, how did you sleep,
Mr. Thornton?

Well, I trust?

Tell me, how do you
like my sanctuary?

- [MUFFLED MUMBLING]
- Don't bother struggling.

This device was made
a hundred years ago

to restrain particularly
violent prisoners.

The clamp kept them
from biting off their tongues.

Very humane.

Save your strength.

I need you
for MacGyver's next lesson.

[GRUNTING]

MURPHY:
This is crazy.

All these formulas and numbers.

We'll never find Pete
at this rate.

[TYPEWRITER CLACKING]

[SIGHING]

I don't get it.

And where does
all this stuff fit in?

Well,

I think it's the key
to Zito's riddle.

Here, take a look.

MURPHY:
The Three Fates.

Greek mythology was
my worst subject in school.

Well, they were supposed
to control the future.

One was a weaver of cloth,
which symbolized birth.

Second weighed life
on a scale or balance.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

And the shears

cut the thread.

Death.

Yeah.

But what does it mean?

I don't know. I think
maybe in his own sick mind,

he's trying
to control the future.

They just found
Pete's car. Come on.

Dumped right in front of the
police station in broad daylight.

[SIGHING] It's crazy.
Doesn't make any sense.

[SIGHING]
It's just an old doormat.

That's mine.

- Come on.
- I'll call for backup.

It's SOP, MacGyver.

[GROANING]

You okay, Pete?

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

THORNTON:
Zito's gone.

He left another message.

[CLICKING]

Murphy!

[SCREAMING]

Murphy!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

No!

MALE PARAMEDIC:
Patient is female, Caucasian.

Multiple fractures to one leg,

evidence of concussion.
Standby for vitals.

I'm starting IV
with 9% normal saline.

Prep the ER for ETA 20 minutes.

Let's move her.

MacGyver?

Right here, Murphy.

Zito planted that bomb for me.

He knew I'd do
a room-to-room search.

It's SOP.

Get him, MacGyver.
Get him for me.

[WHISPERING]
All right.

Lieutenant.

I'm so sorry.

I guess,

guess you were right about
not being emotionally involved.

I didn't anticipate Zito
the way I should have.

That makes two of us.

You know, maybe she's right.

Maybe he can't be
stopped until he's dead.

The answer to the math
problem on the wall there is 18.

I wrote it down with the others.

[SIGHING]

Pete, do you remember anything
about where Zito took you?

No, not really.

I was blindfolded until
he chained me to the wall.

That was in a small room
with an old bathtub.

The building itself
felt big, old.

It smelled musty,
like an abandoned building.

He called it his sanctuary.

Sanctuary.

He's used that word before.

The monastery.

What was that, Dr. Skinner?

Something Zito said.

In our final session
before the hearing,

I asked him
what he was going to do.

If he were set free,
where he planned on going.

He said he wanted to go
to a monastery.

Did you make transcripts
of those sessions?

Yes. I have it all on tape
at my office.

Can you get them for us?

Oh, yes, of course.

I'll bring 'em to the
police station right away.

I hope the lieutenant
will be all right.

You know, I can't
shake the feeling

that Zito is just
laughing at us.

You mean, like, he's
changed the rules of the game

without telling us?

Yeah. Like that.

[SIGHING]
Oh, man.

Mike, let me see that.

He's got two 15s.

Why two?

Oh, great.

Perfect timing.

Oh, boy.

Of course.

That's why he repeated
the number.

What, what, what?
You lost me. What?

Well, these numbers stand
for letters in the alphabet.

THORNTON:
That's an O.

T.

P, Q, R!

Doctor.

Doctor.

BOTH:
Skinner.

State Psychiatric Hospital,
and hurry please.

Excuse me,
what is this back here?

It's the battery
from your car, Dr. Skinner.

I took the liberty
of removing it.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[CREAKING]

ZITO [ON TAPE]:
...intimacy with other people.

I've grown accustomed to
the routine of the hospital.

I'd miss it.

SKINNER [ON TAPE]:
You wouldn't return home?

- [PHONE RINGING]
- My only true home is the asylum.

Where would you go?

MacGyver.

How is Lieutenant Murphy?

Well, I'm sorry, Zito.
She's gonna be just fine.

I must send her a get well card.

What have you done
with Dr. Skinner?

You deciphered my code.
Very good, MacGyver,

A plus.

Now, your final exam.

You must solve the riddle.

But to do it,

you'll have to find
my sanctuary.

You have one hour, MacGyver.

If you don't,

the good doctor will die.

So be sure and come alone.

This is a private lesson,
MacGyver.

[PHONE GOES DEAD]

Still no trace.

Sanctuary.

He said it again.

Oh, what does it mean?

We've got less than an hour
to find out.

I've chosen a fitting tomb
for you, doctor.

Here,

in this relic
of your barbaric profession,

surrounded by the tools
of your trade,

these cruel devices

to hold and torment
the so-called insane,

abandoned people,

locked up,

left to rot in their madness.

This is your legacy, doctor.

This was prescribed treatment
to calm violent patients.

No.

The ice water rises,

slowly numbs the body,

deadens the nerves,

until all feeling
is temporarily gone.

[SIGHING]

This, ahem, will make
the sensation more permanent.

It's my own version
of electroshock therapy.

ZITO [ON TAPE]:
You must solve the riddle.

But to do it,

you'll have to find
my sanctuary.

You have one hour, MacGyver.

[SIGHING]

What else can sanctuary mean?

My people have checked every
monastery and church in the city.

Nothing.

Well, you don't find this
kind of thing in a church.

You know,
when Zito put that on me,

he laughed and he said

that it was used to keep violent
prisoners from biting off their tongues.

Not prisoners,

patients.

Patients?

Listen to what Zito says
to Dr. Skinner.

[TAPE REWINDING]

ZITO:
...intimacy with other people.

I've grown accustomed to
the routine of the hospital.

I'd miss it.

SKINNER:
You wouldn't return home?

My only true home is the asylum.

Zito's sanctuary is an asylum.

What better place
for him to feel at home.

Now, the Health Department
shut down that old asylum

out on River Road
about 40 years ago.

And that was a monastery
before they turned it into an asylum.

10 minutes.
I can still make it.

Forget it, MacGyver.
Last time we almost lost Murphy.

I'm not letting you go
in there without backup.

Mike, you know we'd lose Skinner
if he sees anybody but me.

Kiley, he's right.

Okay, but we'll be no
more than a block away.

[SKINNER QUAVERING]

You look cold, doctor.

Don't worry.

The water will heat up soon.

Goodbye, Dr. Skinner.

You've been a great help.

[GRUNTS]

[SKINNER GROANING]

MacGyver! Help!

Oh, thank God, help me!

MacGyver, the water's rising,
I'm gonna be electrocuted!

- [DOORKNOB RATTLING]
- Help me, please!

[SKINNER EXCLAIMING]

ZITO: Do you really think
I'd give you a door

with a lock that you can
pick open, MacGyver?

[METALLIC CLANKING]

ZITO:
That sound you hear

is the only key
that will open that door.

Come and get it.

[DOOR CREAKING]

Welcome to school, MacGyver.

This is your classroom.

Without this key,
Dr. Skinner will die.

You are about to kill the only person
in this world who wants to help you.

The nature of evil, MacGyver.

And you'll have to kill me

to pass the exam.

Can you, MacGyver?

Do you have
what it takes to kill me?

You do want me dead.

I know it.

This is your chance.

Pick it up.

It's a shame
about poor Lieutenant Murphy,

lying in the hospital,
her insides broken like glass.

I must pay her a visit.

I hate to leave a job
unfinished.

Pick it up, MacGyver!

Sorry, Zito.

I know your riddle.

Oh?

The Three Fates.

They control the future.

The rope is the thread of life.

The gun, the shears
that cut it off.

That leaves scales,

or a balance.

Add a little extra weight

to trigger it off.

[BELL CLANGING]

[GRUNTING]

[GASPING]

Evil never plays fair.

That's why it will always win.

And you lose.

End of lesson,

MacGyver.

[GRUNTING]

[BELL CLANGING]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

Now look!

Take a look!

[GRUNTS]

I'm keeping you alive
for Dr. Skinner.

But this is for Murphy.

[BELL TOLLING]

[SKINNER GROANING]

MacGyver, hurry!

Hurry!

[SCREAMS]

[BUZZING]

[SIGHS]

- Take it easy.
- Would you stop mothering me?

- I've got the hang of these.
- Ow!

[ALL CHEERING]

Oh, thank you.

You knew about this, didn't you?

- Who, me?
- Yes.

The sign says it all,
lieutenant.

Welcome home.

Thanks, captain.

It's good to be back
on my feet again.

Well, one of 'em, anyway.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Listen, considering
Zito's track record,

I'd say you're pretty lucky.

When I think that it all started
because of a simple ballpoint pen.

Well, Zito is back
in maximum security

under close guard and restraint.

And he'll never escape again.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

SECRETARY: Wilton Newberry,
attorney at law.

Hold for a moment, please.

You may go in now,
Mister MacGyver.

Mr. Newberry?

Hi. My name's MacGyver...

You might remember me from
the reading of my grandfather's will?

Harry Jackson?

I'm supposed to be
here at 7 a.m.

I'm a minute early.

So?

Your grandfather instructed me

not to conduct any
business at hand until 7 a.m.

He said,
"Mr. Newberry,

I have chosen you because
of your adherence to detail."

I can see why.

Thank you. Please.

Now, Mr. MacGyver,
I am in a panic.

I do not seem to have a record
of your first name in the file.

Yeah, it's just MacGyver.

Isn't that wonderful?

You must save
so much ink signing checks.

[LAUGHING]

Signing ch...

The codicil to
your grandfather's will,

which I'm supposed
to give you at this

precise moment.

[HUMMING]

HARRY:
Dear bud,

if you're readin' this note,
I guess I'm pushin' up daisies.

Well, at least
I'm not payin' taxes.

There's somethin' very special
that I want you to have.

You can pick it up at Mel's storage,
1420 Minton, before 10 a.m. today.

Love, Harry.

Any idea what this is about?

I was not privy to your
grandfather's intentions,

nor did I pry. Why?

Because I am a professional.

The, uh, card in the envelope
might give you a clue, however.

Uh, a guess.

"Bud, keep your eyes
on the road,

and your hands on the wheel."

That's very cryptic.

Just keep your eyes on the road,

hands on the wheel.

You're doin' fine.

Just fine, bud.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Cody!

- Are you forgetting something?
- Like what?

Your recipe book.

Keep it.

Well, gee, Cody, I know I'll
never be as good a cook as you.

I know that.

But if I could come close.

You know, I just love the way
you do your goulash

and your scalloped potatoes.

Oh, and your broccoli.

Uh, Tiny, you'll do fine.

- Dent.
- Yeah, Big Mama.

Put your helmet on.

Whoa! Take it easy, Big Mama!

MEL: Yeah, MacGyver,
your Grandpa Harry

made arrangements
for everything.

- Arrangements?
- Yeah.

Trailer to tow it,
a slot in Speedy's garage,

and, oh, yes, this note.

Uh, I'm sorry about
the coffee stains.

"Our larcenous friend
slipped out of the noose,

take him to Robin,

the chicken's a wild goose."

Aha, aha, just what I thought.

- What?
- Oh, that Harry is one clever fella,

I'll give you that.

Harry, Harry, Harry.

- So, what does it mean?
- It beats me.

That's what I mean about Harry.

Anyway, here she is.

Mel, I called you last week,

- you said it was here!
- It was.

Then where is it?

Try Speedy's garage.

- On Second Avenue.
- I know, I know.

Garage. Second Avenue.
Speedy's. Hurry.

Do it.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[SNORING]

Excuse me?

Uh... Uh...

Oh, oh, I... I'm sorry,
I just...

- MacGyver.
- Yeah?

- Who are you?
- Give you a hint.

Dealer's got a six up,

you're holding 12.
Hit or stand pat?

Well, stand pat.

Cody?

Direct from the slammer to you.

Man, it's been, what?

Seventeen years, three months.

- Long time.
- Two weeks, four days.

I wanted to pay
my respects to Harry.

Of all my friends,

he was the only one
who visited me on the inside.

I loved your grandpa.

Well, thanks, Cody,
I appreciate that.

I appreciated him, too.

Anyhow, the Nomad lives on!

I feel...
I feel good about that.

Yeah, she's a beauty, isn't she?

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, you didn't find anything
unusual in the car, did you?

Unusual. Like what?

Nothing. Nothing.

I was just, uh...
You know...

Forget it.

Cody,

you're up to something.
You got that look.

MacGyver, I've known you
since you were a kid.

How could you
think such a thing?

Because I've known you
since I was a kid.

Yeah, but don't forget,
I'm a changed man.

I've been rehabilitated.

How's it run?

We're about to find out.

[ENGINE STARTING]

- Dent.
- Big Mama.

What it is?

The man said Cody's
looking for a '57 Nomad.

This dude named MacGyver
is supposed to have it.

Check it out.

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

Think it's in the Nomad?

I do, Dent, I do.

Ditto.

All right, she's warm.
Let's go. Hop in.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute, hold it!

- What?
- You're missing a radiator cap.

What?

I don't see it.

Oh. Oh, there's an auto supply
right across the street.

All right.
I'll be right back.

Harry, what are you...
What are you up to anyway?

[WHIMPERING]

There's nothing here.

[WHIMPERS]

Looking for something, Cody?

Dent.

- Bonk him.
- Bonk?

[GRUNTING]

Bonk.

[CAR APPROACHING]

Hey! That's my car!

POLICEWOMAN:
Too bad about your Nomad.

Car's a classic.

Sign right there at the bottom.

MacGYVER:
Thank you very much.

"Take your... Take your
best friend's counsel,

then talk to the bird.

Go... Go to the Habit,

over on third."

You see? Thieves get a hold of
one of these puppies and poof!

Stripped faster than
you can say "black market."

Thank you very much.

Okay, partner.
We're out of here.

So, are you hungry?

- Hungry?
- Yeah, yeah. So am I.

- For some chicken.
- Chicken?

Chicken, yeah.

How about the Chicken Habit
on Third?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

I've had a craving for one
of their drumsticks for years.

Speedy, phone.

[SNORING]

Sp...

- Hello?
- MAN: You MacGyver?

Yeah, who's this?

Your Nomad's at 2211 Thatcher.

Bring Cody. He's the key.

And no cops.

[DIAL TONE]

All right, Cody, let's go.
I got a lead on the Nomad.

- What about the chicken?
- Later.

[SNORING]

What was that?

Maybe I ought to stay here,
hold down the fort.

Yeah, sure.

On second thought,
you might need me inside.

- Anybody in there?
- Shh!

Come on.

Can you teach me how to do that?

I don't think
that's such a good idea.

Probably right.

There's a phone booth outside.
Call the police.

What about my chicken?

Forget your chicken.

I don't have any change.

Just dial 911.
It's free.

911.
Got it.

Cody!

My toe!

My toe!

My trike!

DENT:
It's that MacGyver guy!

Freeze, dudes!

[GUN FIRES]

[PANTING]

- You hurt?
- Just my pride.

Better let me do the talking.

My trike!

Look at what you
did to my trike!

Uh-oh.

You better do the talking.

We want the diamond pendant.

Diamond pendant?

I don't know anything
about a diamond pendant.

Cody, I spent six years
in the cell next to yours.

We're talking a million-dollar
diamond pendant.

I never said anything
about a diamond pendant.

You talk in your sleep.

Cody, we know it's in the Nomad.

The question is, where?

CODY:
I got nothing to say.

BIG MAMA:
Convince him.

MacGYVER:
Cody!

BIG MAMA:
Hold it.

Cody.

The pendant's mine.

Law says finders keepers.

I did 17 years hard time
for that piece of jewelry.

Go ahead, kill me.
I ain't talking.

Cody.

What about your friend here?

Maybe I'll put a couple
of holes in him.

[GUN COCKS]

- I'm sorry, MacGyver.
- Cody!

Okay, okay.

Harry,

MacGyver's grandfather,

owned the Nomad.

He moved the diamond
and left this note.

Give me that.

"Take your
best friend's counsel,

then talk to the bird.

Go to the Habit,
over on Third."

No wonder you wanted
chicken so bad.

Yeah, and the one on Third
has the big chicken

where you place the order.

Yeah! The bird on Third!

[CHUCKLING]
The pendant's in the chicken!

Sometimes
the man is frightening.

Excuse me, ma'am?

You got what you want.

Why don't you
let us out of here, huh?

After what you did to my trike?

Get real!

Dent.

BIG MAMA: Sorry this place
is such a pit.

DENT:
Ditto.

I'm so depressed.

I don't want to hear it.

When I pulled
that jewelry store heist,

I was hired by the owner.

A guy named Biff Arnold.

I don't want to hear about it.

[GROANS]

The deal was

that he was to collect the insurance
money and keep all the jewels.

The diamond pendant was
my payment for pulling the job.

I never told the cops
about the jewels.

That's why they threw
the book at me.

Can we discuss this
some other time?

The insurance company
went out of business,

and Biff Arnold was never paid.

I guess not.

- Why are you telling me this?
- Because Big Mama was right.

Legally speaking, the
pendant is finders keepers.

When I found out five years ago,

who do you think I called?
Right.

My childhood buddy, Harry.

I told Harry.

When he found out about
the heist, he was steamed.

Do you know I wanted to
cut him in for half?

But no, he didn't
want any part of it.

Started talking about
the immorality of theft.

Yeah, well, Harry was right.

Yeah, yeah, tell me something.
How could a million bucks be immoral?

Anyway,

at least Harry agreed to keep
the pendant safe for me.

CODY: Then a year ago,
he writes me,

he put the Nomad in storage.

So,

is the pendant still there
when I go to get it?

Of course not.

He leaves some
stupid riddle instead.

I was gonna open a restaurant
with the money from the pendant.

I always dreamed that I would be
truly appreciated for my culinary skills.

[HISSING]

Harry always said you
were a whiz in the kitchen.

I can give Wolfgang Puck
a run for his money.

But now, Dent and Big Mama have

got the pendant,

and the world will never taste
my eggplant parmesan.

Hey.

Hey, that's nice.
Real nice.

All right, let's go.
Use me as a step.

[HISSING]

Hey!

- It's got a leak!
- Well, hurry up!

[HISSING]

Okay, here.

Keep adding pressure
till I get out.

Let up for a second.
It's getting too full.

Cody, let up.

- It's stuck!
- Well, pull it out!

[GRUNTING]

[GASPING]

Sorry, I'm not very mechanical.

I'll try to remember that.

So, come on.

Let's get to the Chicken Habit.

Uh, I don't think
the pendant is there.

- What do you mean?
- Harry left me a note, too.

Come on,
I'll explain on the way.

Ah! Radiator cap.

CODY:
Right.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[GIRL SCREAMING]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[SCREAMING]

Hi. Welcome to Chicken Habit.
Can I take your order?

Oh, yes.

- [CHILDREN YELLING]
- I'd like six chicken nuggets,

and three corn on the cob.

WOMAN: Can you speak
a little louder, sir?

I can't hear you.

Oh, okay. Quiet.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[SCREAMS]
Quiet!

[CHATTERING STOPS]

I'd like six chicken nuggets,
and three corn on the cob.

Repair.
Just go on with your order.

Oh. Okay.

Uh, we'd also like three
colas and a root beer.

"Our larcenous friend
slipped out of the noose."

Do you think
Harry's talking about me?

Probably right.

"Take him to Robin.

"The chicken's a wild goose."

Robin's an old friend
of Harry's and mine.

So what's he mean,
"The chicken's a wild goose"?

Well, I think that was
Harry's way of telling me

that the Chicken Habit
was a wild goose chase.

Okay.

That all makes sense to me.

Except...

"Habit."

MacGyver!
It's so good to see you!

Hi, Sister.

Uh...

Sister Robin, this is Bill Cody.

- She's wearing a habit.
- I know that.

It's so nice to meet you,
Mr. Cody.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Uh, same here, Sister.

Bill Cody, I know your name.

Buffalo Bill.
I get it all the time.

No, from somewhere else.

Harry. He said you'd be
coming here with MacGyver.

He left a package.

A package?

But before I give it to you,

Harry wanted us to
have a meal together.

Meal? Why?

I don't know.

But when I read that note,
I said to myself,

"Harry, what are you up to,
anyway?"

- Did you figure it out?
- No.

But, he was very insistent.

No meal, no package.

No meal, no package.

Uh, pardon me, but my
manager wants to know

what you're doing
to our chicken.

We're replacing it with a duck!

Where is that pendant?

MAN: Well, why don't you try
Sister Robin's kitchen

just up the street.

What?

I didn't say anything.

I did.

[MAN LAUGHING MANICALLY]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Mr. Cody,
this is quite possibly

the best soup I've ever had,

and I know, because my Stanley
was a first-rate cook.

Oh, thank you.

Would you divulge a recipe
to a harmless old lady?

To a harmless old lady?
Not a chance.

But to you, I might consider it.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Cody.

Cody, I'm impressed.
You can cook.

Mr. Cody, I am speechless.

Well, actually,
not really, you know.

But you are simply wonderful.

Oh, that's very kind of you.
Thank you.

Thank you.

And now I suppose
you'd like the package.

Seventeen years
I've waited for this.

"Bud, I'd teach Cody myself,
except that I died,

your lesson at center,

four notes, side by side."

Isn't this a beautiful thing?

Okay, everybody, freeze!

Can't you ever wait?
All right!

Hand it over. Now!

[GUN COCKING]

You heard the lady.
Hand it over.

No.

[GROANING]

Give it to him, Cody.

Have a nice life.

Ditto.

Cody,

they have got a gun.

So what? Without that pendant,
life is worthless anyway.

That pendant is
a piece of costume jewelry.

Costume jewelry? No way.

I had it appraised
before I went to prison.

It was almost worth
a million back then.

Not that pendant.

The diamond had a big scratch
right down the middle of it.

It was glass.

Harry...

Harry must have,
must have made a switch.

"I'd teach Cody myself,
except that I died,

your lesson at center,
four notes, side by side."

Four notes side by side.

[WIND HOWLING]

Come on, what is this?

A hockey rink.

A hockey rink.

Why would Harry bring us here?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Hey, we made it.

Now your skates and stick
are behind the back seat.

You coming or what?

Just a second.

Harry,

you never forgot a thing.

Come on, MacGyver, how is
skating going to solve anything?

[SIGHING]

I don't know.

"I'd teach Cody myself,

except that I died,

your lesson at center."

My lesson at center.

COMMENTATOR:
...Cyclone Taylor Arena,

and the first period of
sudden death overtime

to decide this Minnesota state
Pee Wee Hockey Championship.

MacGyver, number 11
of the Wildcats

facing off against Steve Smith
of the Eagles.

MacGyver wins the draw...

[CROWD CHEERING]

...a long pass up the middle!
MacGyver gets the...

[COMMENTATOR CHATTERING]

- [CROWD CHEERING]
- MacGyver scores!

Wins the State Championship
in OT!

What a beautiful goal
from MacGyver!

He took a super pass...

[CROWD YELLING]

[COMMENTATOR CHATTERING]

The Wildcats win this game,

one-nothing
in sudden-death overtime.

You intentionally
tripped that boy.

But we did it, Grandpa.
We won!

You're no winner, bud.

The Wildcats are
still celebrating

their dramatic win
here at Taylor Arena.

MacGyver,
the last man to leave the ice,

is skating over
to Referee Boss Jones.

He's pointing to center ice.

I don't know what he said
to the referee.

The referee going back to the
timer's bench has disallowed the goal.

- [CROWD BOOING]
- Unbelievable.

I've never seen
anything like it!

They're taking the goal
off the scoreboard.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Hey, Cody.

I think I figured it out.

The pendant's in the ice?

My lesson at center.

The one he wanted to teach you.

By slipping me a fake pendant?

Well,

in case you ran off with it
before the meal, I guess.

Harry always saw
something in you.

Something decent.

And he knew Sister Robin's kitchen
was the perfect place to tap into it.

By having me make lunch?

Well, yeah.

Cooking is what you do best,

and it's what the people at
the soup kitchen need most.

It was all a part
of Harry's lesson.

That success isn't a matter
of how much you've got,

it's how well you live.

Which is what?

I'm supposed to give
my pendant to charity?

Well, as a matter of fact,

Sister Robin
is losing her lease.

Hold it, hold it, wait a minute.

Sister Robin has gotten along
just fine without me.

People have been eating
her lousy food for decades.

All of a sudden they need me
to stay in business?

It's not that sudden.

Harry knew about
the lease coming due.

It was all part of his plan.

That's what he was up to.

That no-good schemer.

Why couldn't he have
just died like everybody else?

No, not Harry.
He's too stubborn.

CODY:
Holy mackerel!

This is the real thing.

So what do you say?

SISTER ROBIN: Young man,
you get your hands off of me!

Just let go of me right now!

Play it straight, or say
goodbye to the penguin!

All right, take it easy, relax.

And this one better be real.

Our fence laughed at us.

Oh, this is real, all right.

Come on, let's go.
Toss it over!

Okay.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Get him, MacGyver!

[GROANING]

Give me that!

[GROANING]

Are you all right?

[IN GERMAN ACCENT]
Herr Cody and associates!

Welcome.

Perhaps you noticed my black
van tracking your every move.

[MAN LAUGHING]

That was I.

The one behind the scenes.

The one who pitted each
of you against the other,

so that I may
step in at the end,

and annex mein just desserts.

You don't remember me,
do you, Freinholtz?

No.

I am Herr Arnold.

I own this pendant

and I am reclaiming it.

Biff Arnold?

The owner of the jewelry store?

You weren't German.

[IN AMERICAN ACCENT]
Right.

Well, as you can see, the years
have been very stressful for me.

Uh, Mr. Arnold,

that pendant is not yours.

[IMITATING JONATHAN WINTERS]
Is that right, sonny?

Well, as you can see,
I still have possession of it,

[LAUGHING]
Don't I?

[IMITATING JOHN WAYNE]
And possession's

nine-tenths of the law, pilgrim.

Besides,

[IMITATING JOHN HOUSEMAN]
I earned it.

The old-fashioned way.

It all started
when I was very young.

[IMITATING A SMALL CHILD]
I said, "Daddy, Daddy,

can I have some money,

"Daddy, please?"

[IMITATING JOHN WAYNE]
Tarnation, boy!

I said get out in them fields

and shuck that cotton,
and shovel out that mule pen.

And get yourself a haircut,
you look like a sissy.

[SPEAKING IN GRUFF VOICE]
And so I did.

I wandered off into the world
to build my own business.

A jewelry store.

Very respectable,
but, I didn't have enough.

I wanted more.
Do you hear me?

More, more, more!

And, now look at me.

A shadow of the man I once was.

[CHORTLING]

I've waited years
for this moment.

And now the pendant is mine.

Do you hear me?
Mine! All mine!

Can I see it?

See it?

Uh, what do you mean, see it?
I, I don't understand.

Look at it.

I want to look at your pendant.

Oh, sure, have a look.

But don't get any ideas.

[IMITATING SEAN CONNERY]
I'm a crack shot.

Yeah. I know you are.

Notice the quality.

And the fine cut.

[IMITATING JONATHAN WINTERS]
It's not the size

that makes the gem, you know.

Stop that, sonny!

You're a pervert.

Mommy, Mommy, forgive me, Mommy.

Let's ask Daddy, Mommy.

I want some money, Mommy.

[IMITATING JOHN WAYNE]
Hold on there, pilgrim.

- I told you to...
- Is this how you remember him?

Nah, the years
haven't been kind.

He's gone over the deep end.

...dang ballet classes again.

Yeah.

[IMITATING JONATHAN WINTERS]
But Daddy, I gotta be me.

Hold it right there.

What?

The gun.

Give me the gun.

Sure.

Good. Now, stay put.

Someone will be here soon.

[IMITATING INSPECTOR CLOUSEAU]
Stay put?

Yes, stay put.

Put my foot.

Call 911?

ARNOLD:
Put me down.

Putting. Ah, yes, yes.
Tapioca pudding.

[LAUGHING]

Definitely.

[IMITATING PORKY PIG]

[STAMMERING]
T-T-T-That's all, folks!

[HUMMING LOONEY TUNES MELODY]

[ALL CHANTING]
Cody, Cody!

Just listen to them.

Word got out that Cody's
going to start cooking today.

You don't think he's changed his
mind about paying off our lease?

Ah,

I think he just stopped off to
deposit the check. He'll be here.

He's just late.

Yes, he'll be here.

- [CROWD CHANTING]
- Cody! Cody! Cody!

But he is awfully late.

[DOOR OPENING]

What are you staring at?
The shirt?

The suitcase?

What would you do
if you had a million dollars?

All of a sudden, I was in back
of a taxi on the way to the airport.

The cabbie turns on the radio,
and do I hear music?

No, I hear Harry.

He says,
"What are you up to, Cody?"

How can I deal with that?

Well, am I late?

I'd say you were just in time.

Your public awaits you.

[ALL CHEERING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[MARIA LAUGHING]

MARIA:
It's been wonderful.

No work, no others.

Only us two.

It's been great.

So, when do you get back
from your next field trip?

Perhaps I won't have to go.

MacGyver, I've been offered
a position at the university.

Not much money, but
a lot of free time for us.

You're leaving
the Phoenix Foundation?

With regrets, yes.

But I want us to be
together all the time.

You don't think you'll
miss the traveling,

the, uh, excitement,

new places, all that stuff?

Oh, MacGyver, I've already
lived in too many places.

I want to be with one man.

With you.

Well, you're with me now.

Like friends, sure.
Like lovers, yes.

But like a family?

Well, the--the idea
of a family is nice.

Nice?

I'm talking about
more than nice.

I'm talking about commitment,

and you never want
to discuss it.

[SIGHING]
Commitment.

Uh...

Maria, it's...

It's just not an easy thing
for me to talk about. Okay?

Okay.

Take me home.

Uh, but I will talk about it.

I want to talk about it.

Come on.

What frightens you?

That you won't see other women?

Oh, I don't know.
I don't think that's it.

I mean, I'm not really
seeing anyone right now.

[DOOR CLOSING]

About time you got home.

Kate?

Kate!

Oh, uh, Kate's a cop.

Policeman. Woman.

I can see she's a woman.

And a cop.

Uh, Lieutenant Kate Murphy.

I was working undercover.

Uh, Maria Romburg.

Mmm, MacGyver and I
are just friends, Maria.

JENNY:
That you, MacGyver?

Jenny?

- Jenny.
- I borrowed your shower again.

Hope you don't mind, lover.

Oh, actually, Jenny's with me.

She was having trouble
at home again,

and the Challenge Center
was out of beds.

I was hoping
that she could stay here.

Chinese, anyone?

KATE: Talk marriage
with a guy, he gets nervous.

JENNY: It's not just marriage.
It's everything.

The guys I know, never talk
about how they really feel.

That's because men
are afraid of their feelings.

True.

Are all American men
so frightened of emotion?

Or is it they are
frightened of women?

Oh, come on.

What are you talkin' about,
"all American men"?

Okay. Some American men.

Like cowboys, who
are faithful to their horse,

but not with a woman.

[CHUCKLES]

Like marriage would be
a prison sentence?

Marriage?

They get seriously disturbed
about using dirty words,

like love.

You know, Jenny,
I've noticed that same thing.

All right, wait.
Hold it, here.

I... I've got something to say
about all this.

Yeah?

And?

And I'm going to bed.

[JENNY GIGGLING]

You know, I think
you really got to him.

MARIA: Nothing cuts so deep
as the truth.

JENNY: Just like a man.
He can't confront his own emotions,

so he runs away.

KATE: And leaves us
with the mess.

Jenny, what do you say
we get it cleaned up?

JENNY:
Deal.

MARIA:
Here, let me help.

[MAN CHATTERING ON T.V.]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[SQUEAKING]

MacGyver,
I got to hand it to you.

This contraption here's gonna keep me
in business till my arm heals up.

Glad I could help you out, Bear.

Well, anything I can do for you,

you name it.

Well, as a matter of fact,

I'd appreciate the rentin'
of your spare wagon

for a couple of days.

Doggone it, MacGyver.
The Bozers got my last one.

Paid in advance, too.

Yeah, well, those boys
are becomin' right civilized.

It's fascinatin' what a
gold strike will do to a man.

They got money, but they
don't smell no sweeter.

Can you believe they went and
contracted two mail order brides?

That's why they hired my wagon.

I got to feel sorry
for them women

comin' all the way out here
to hitch up with the Bozers.

Still, I guess
they can always say no.

Mail order brides
are usually pretty desperate.

Where are you headed, MacGyver?

Last Chance Gulch.

Supplies.

You can take my personal rig.

I'd be much obliged, Bear.

[MAN CALLING TO HORSES]

That's gotta be them now!

[DOG BARKING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MAN:
Hey, boys.

Welcome to Serenity.

I'm Kate Murphy.

Oh, the one who
arranged for us to come.

- Mmm-hmm.
- I'm Maria Romburg.

And you are my man?

Wilt Bozer?

WILT:
Heck, no!

- Darling!
- I'm your man.

Wilt, Wilt, I seen her first.

Now, ain't that the
sweet truth, darlin'?

- No, she's mine, I saw her first.
- Please...

Now, hold your water, boys.

Hi, Miss Murphy.

I'm Jenny.

Well, Jenny.

Jenny-girl, you're in luck.

I'm Milt Bozer.

I'm your man.

Now, Milt, Milt...

the girls just got here.

I've got to get 'em settled in.

Here's your money.
Consider it settled.

Now,

come and give your new husband
a kiss, Maria!

MARIA:
No!

Now if you're gonna treat them
like dance-hall floozies, the deal is off!

You delivered 'em,
and you got paid.

- So just butt out!
- Now, boys!

Don't you think the girls
ought to have a say in this?

No.

- Yes!
- Please.

We made you a deal.

Why, you...

It's a dead deal, Milt!

You're dead, MacGyver.

Get--Get--

[GRUNTING]

[COUGHING]

Want me to squash him, MacGyver?

No, thanks, Bear.

It's over.

Thank you.

You're promised to me, woman.

And we got us a contract!

If the girls are willin'.

MILT:
If they're willing?

You better get them cleaned up
and over to the saloon

within a half hour,

or there's gonna be big trouble!

Yeah.

Wilt!

I guess we'd better talk.

I'll be right with you,
Miss Kate.

But first, I wanna thank you, too,
Mr. MacGyver.

No thanks necessary, ma'am.

Help you with your bag?

Well, I--I would've come
to your defense, Milt,

but I had my hands full
with--with MacGyver.

Would you shut up

with your whinin'
and your excuse-makin'?

Well, I tell you,
the next I see him,

it's gonna be payback time!

You've got no gun.

[SHIVERING]

Kate Murphy has got our women.

She's got the gold
we paid for 'em.

Now would you put that feeble
mind of yours to that problem?

Before you go off
and get yourself killed?

Okay.

KATE: You two wouldn't wanna
try another town, would you?

Yes.

I would like to get
away from here.

Well, you're all set.

KATE:
Plans have changed, MacGyver.

I'm taking them to catch a
train out of Last Chance Gulch.

As soon as I can hire a wagon.

Well, as it happens,
I'm headed that way.

If you don't mind crowding.

I wouldn't mind a bit.

Well, now, I don't know.

Well, there are no more wagons
to hire in town.

Then we'll have to go
with you. Thank you.

Well, I reckon it's settled.

We will take you up
on your offer.

Yes, ma'am.

[DOG BARKING]

Billy. Cole.

News.

JESSE:
News.

- Jesse.
- You find out anything?

Sort of.

Sundance,

Kid, Tansey.

Kate find out when that
payroll shipment's due yet?

I wouldn't count on it, Kid.

Well, why not?

She crossed you, Kid.

Went into business for herself.

Contracting
for mail order brides.

I don't believe that.

[TANSEY LAUGHING]

Maybe she don't love you
no more.

She left Serenity this mornin'

with two women
and a fellow named MacGyver.

I guess she hooked up with him.

They're headed
to Last Chance Gulch.

I--I figure they'll camp
at Stony Creek tonight.

Who is this MacGyver?

He's got a spread
outside Serenity.

Word is, he don't wear a gun.

Is he gutless, or simple-minded?

I heard of him.

Kind of invents things to
get himself out of trouble.

Well, I don't think he can
invent a way to stop a bullet.

He sure did invent a way
to steal your woman.

Up to a little
target-shootin', Sundance?

Well, nothing much else to do.

[PLAYING BANJO]

[HAMMERING]

[HOOVES CLOMPING]

Well, aren't you up bright
and early this morning.

Howdy.

Give you a hand?

Well, actually, I think I have
made the necessary repairs.

Well, hello, ladies.

Please, forgive
my blocking the trail.

But, since you are stopped,

perhaps you would be interested

in some of my wares.

No, thanks.
Let's go, MacGyver.

MacGyver!

I have heard of you.

"The Man Who Carries No Gun."

Yep.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

And what is so terrible of a man
wishing not to kill other men

You make a fine philosophical
point there, ma'am.

But I can sense
that you have reasons.

Please, forgive me,

but the palm of your
hand will tell the story.

Oh. No, no, no,
don't worry.

This reading will be gratis,
on the house.

You have journeyed
a great distance.

Now how on earth
did you figure that?

I am not a charlatan.

You are fleeing a dark

and terrible occurrence
in your past.

No, no. You seek

and need a new life.

- Stop it.
- No, no.

There is danger in your path,

but also a strong champion.

This is enough nonsense.

Please, I apologize.

I can only say what I sense.

[CHUCKLES] Which, indeed,
may be nonsense.

MacGyver, for you, a gift.

A small token.

For health and vigor.

Dr. Destiny's Iron Tonic.

DESTINY:
You carry secrets,

each of you.

Wounds on your souls.

The wounds will only heal

if you trust in each other.

[CHUCKLES]

Adieu.

Snake oil peddler.

Maybe.

Maybe he's right.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[LAUGHING]

WILT:
Just like I figured.

MacGyver and the women must
have camped out here last night.

Wet down, and dried out.

They must of rode out early.

Well, they can't make
much time haulin' a wagon.

We'll catch up to 'em.

[HOOVES POUNDING]

This your campsite?

Who's asking?

Mr. Colt.

MILT:
No!

We're just lookin'
for some friends.

I'm Milt Bozer and this,
this here's my brother Wilt.

Yeah, we're lookin'
for some people, too.

Three women,

man named MacGyver.

That's who we're after!

Those are the l-lover-boys
I told you about.

The ones who struck gold.

We'll be hittin' the trail now.

After that MacGyver fellow?

- Yeah.
- Good.

We'll just ride along
with you boys.

We don't need no help.

- [GUN COCKING]
- Oh, yes, you do.

[HORSE SNORTING]

Do you like this perfume,
MacGyver?

Yeah, it's nice, Jen.
Real nice.

He's real polite, he's friendly,

but he just isn't interested.

Truth is, Jenny, it's got
nothin' to do with you.

[SIGHS]

Hello, MacGyver.

Uh, beg your pardon, ma'am.

Oh, no, it's all right.

I'm sorry if I embarrass you,
MacGyver.

But surely you've seen
a woman before.

Yes, ma'am, I have.

It's just that...

Well, beautiful women
are not common in these parts.

Thank you.

Beautiful or not,
it's better to be clean, I think.

Can't argue that.

You can use my soap.

Or perhaps you are shy?

Well, as a matter of fact,
ma'am, I am.

Not to mention there's
company in close proximity.

Oh, I forgot.

Always others.

What?

Well, ma'am,

back at that medicine peddler,

well, when he talked about
something terrible in your life,

well, you got tight
as a bowstring.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

The past is the past.
I do not like to remember.

[GUN FIRING]

LOGAN: Try to run away again
and I'll shoot your legs off.

Stay put.

Now, you just
step on down, Kate.

Let me take a look at you.

[GUN COCKING]

Welcome to the party.

Yes, sir, indeed.

So you're MacGyver, huh?

He was just helpin' us
get to Last Chance.

Well, that's his mistake.

Yours was thinkin'
you could run off on me.

You don't own me.

Yeah, I think I do, Kate.

Now where's the gold
that belongs to these two?

I shipped it to California.

I believe I better check
on the truth of that.

Let them go.

They've got nothin'
to do with this.

LOGAN:
They're with you.

There's no gold.

There's nothin'.

I just wanted out.

Out?

You owe me, Kate!

Who kept you fed and clean?
Put shoes on your feet?

You could be talkin' about
your horse.

[GASPING]

No.

No, a horse would learn
from a whippin'.

Then let me go.

Kate,

when Kid Curry puts his
brand on something, it's his.

For life.

[HOOVES POUNDING]

It's the other woman!

She ran out on us!

Guess why?

LOGAN:
For murder.

$500 reward.

Nice company you keep, Kate.

- Gold?
- No sign of it.

Are you gonna
tell us about it, Kate?

Or do I just let you
choke a while?

Hey.

You want gold,
ask your friends there.

They got a whole mineful.

MILT:
Now wait a minute.

I, uh, I...

That's right.

We're gonna have us a nice
friendly talk about your gold mine.

Yeah.

I believe we can find
a use for the women.

But we got no use for MacGyver.

LOGAN: If he's lucky, he'll
be dead of a broken neck

by the time we're back
at Hole In The Wall.

[SUNDANCE CHUCKLING]

SUNDANCE:
Wouldn't rightly say that.

If he's not lucky,
he could choke to death.

Real slow.

See, MacGyver?

Quick is lucky.

The way that
signpost is shakin',

why, you might just get lucky.

Why don't you boys just
ride on up ahead of us?

Nice to be home, isn't it, Kate?

You're gonna do
what you want with me.

I know that.

But Jenny, she's just a girl.

She came out here looking
for a man, didn't she?

Well, I'll just let the
boys decide who gets her.

I said, inside.

Whoa, there!

MacGyver!

Oh, thank God!

I was so worried. I've been
looking everywhere for you.

What's wrong?

Oh, you saw the poster.

Who'd you murder?

Would you believe me
if I told you nobody?

When I came to New York, I stayed
with my sister and her husband.

One day my sister is out.

He comes home.

He comes at me.

He attacks me.

And you fought back?

Yes.

But I didn't kill him.

He...

He was hitting me.

And my sister came home.

Your sister killed him?

For me.

But she has children,
and what would happen to them?

So you took the blame?

Yes.

So, I had to run
to some place far.

You believe me,
don't you, MacGyver?

I believe you.

Now we better get moving.

They've taken the others
to Hole In The Wall.

[PLAYING BANJO]

Well, this is another
fine mess you got us into.

What'd I do, Milt?

Who found the gold?

Oh. Yeah.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

Say, why don't you come here
and give me a kiss?

[SCREAMING]

[LAUGHING]

Keep your hands off me!

Wait a minute,
I'm Billy the Kid!

Then it's time you grew up.

[MEN LAUGHING]

Maybe you ought
to rope her first, Billy.

Yeah, there's an idea.

You boys don't mind if Billy
has some fun, now, do you?

No. No.

We'll let you have her back,
when we're finished.

[SUNDANCE LAUGHING]

Uh, well, we--we changed
our minds about gettin' married.

We got no claim.

So, we'll just be runnin' along.

Get out of your way, so to say.

- Good idea.
- Hmm.

First I'd appreciate knowin'
the location of that strike.

The gold strike?

You made any others?

No.

It's just...

Well, what if I told you,
there wasn't any gold mine.

Well, now, first I'd
shoot off your kneecap,

and, uh, plug you in the belly.

After that,
I'd put one between your eyes.

Then I'd kill you.

Due west,

out of town.

Cut left at Devil's Bluff.

Straight down, 20, 25 yards.

Sure hope you boys
are tellin' the truth.

[PIG SQUEALING]

Giddyup!

Well, I guess we can
just walk right in now.

They'll see us.

Except everyone who would've
recognized us just rode off.

Oh.

What are we going to do?

Oh.

There's bound to be an idea
here somewhere.

[JENNY SOBBING]

Ow!

Get your hands off her, Billy.

Yeah, it's my turn.

Here, you work on Kate a while.

Well, howdy, boys!

Mind if I cut in?

Who are you, pilgrim?

Locomotive Luke.

Call me, Loco.
This here's Lucy.

We've been looking for her.

The young one.

Well, what do you mean?

Oh, I wouldn't be gettin' too close
to this one here if I were you.

She put half my gang
in their graves.

Heck, I wouldn't even
breathe the air next to her.

She's... sick.

She has a social disease.

Six dead, so far.

Poor Ringo.

He just up and

rotted away.

Oh, my God!

She sneezed on me!

Well, I'm real sorry
for you then, ma'am.

- [JENNY GASPING]
- No!

That'll just spread it.

Well, what can we do?

Lye soap.

Scrub yourselves down.

Take a bath?

Yuck!

It's cruel. It's unhuman.

But it's the only way.

Whose wagon's out there?

Oh, they came in it.

I got to take responsibility.

I'll just take 'em off
your hands right here.

- Loco, we ought to thank you.
- You're welcome.

[GASPING]

Well, hello, there, M-MacGyver.

[HENS CLUCKING]

MacGyver!

What are you doin' here?

Well, howdy, boys.
Just thought I'd drop in.

You stick here, Cole.

We got to get goin'

before that Kid Curry fellow
gets back.

Yeah.

He strikes me as
a kind of unfriendly fellow.

WILT:
No, y-you don't get it.

W-W-We gave him directions
to our gold mine.

And it ain't there.

On account of
there ain't no mine.

Think you boys are right.

He's bound to be
a tad upset with you.

So, where'd you get
all the gold?

We come upon a prospector
who come upon a grizzly.

So we figured he had no use
for that dust he was carryin'.

So we took it.

And told the town
you struck it rich?

Yeah, well, they kind of
looked up to us for a change.

Showed us some respect.

Well, not Kid Curry.

That fellow just doesn't seem
to have a sense of humor.

[GRUNTING]

Think you might
untie us, MacGyver?

WILT:
MacGyver?

MILT:
You know, MacGyver,

me and Wilt, we...

we've been thinkin' it over.

WILT: We've done
some nasty things,

and we ought to
atone for our sins.

Atone?

Yeah, it kind of means
pay for what you owe.

Huh.

Not a bad idea, boys.

And right now is the time
for you to start atonin'.

What, uh...

What do you mean?

Got the idea?

Yeah.

Yeah, but--but what
if he hears us?

Wilt, that is the idea.

Not that way!

Put him in the shed.

Jenny, would you get your tail
over here with that whiskey?

Jesse, take someone else.
This one's spoke for.

MacGyver busted out.

He's gonna get the law.

What happened to Cole?

He took off after MacGyver.

Go get him.

MILT: What'd you go
and trip me for?

I'm trying to help you boys.

BILLY: Well, then
stay out from underfoot.

Is that fair?

I come in trying to
do right by you folks,

this fellow's
treatin' me like a dog.

That's what I call
right poor manners.

JESSE:
You want manners?

I'll be real polite, just before
I kick your fool head in.

[JESSE CHATTERING]

Soon as you hear
a lot of gunfire,

make a run for the wagon.

Which way did he go?

I think he must
have gone this way.

JESSE:
Keep movin'.

[HOOVES POUNDING]

[HENS CLUCKING]

What are you varmints
playin', hide and seek?

No, MacGyver busted out.

Bozer here told us.

Bozer, huh?

Bring him inside.

BILLY:
What about MacGyver?

SUNDANCE: We'll deal with him
after we bury the Bozers.

Hi.

- Did you find that gold mine?
- Yeah.

You did?

Yeah, and we'd like
to thank you for it.

LOGAN: I don't like
being made to look a fool.

Not gonna shoot us, are you?

Oh, it's not gonna be that easy.

I'm gonna shave you real close.

[EXPLOSIONS]

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

LOGAN:
Where's it coming from?

[GUN FIRING]

Get in the wagon!
Get movin'!

[SQUEALING]

Hold it!

Bozers and the girls are gone!

[EXCLAIMS]

Look out!
C-Come on!

The door's stuck.

[EXCLAIMS]

Hurry, MacGyver!

Giddyup!

Hold it. Just get out of
the way, get out of the way.

Now let's go.

There he is!

LOGAN: Get off me.
Get off me!

BILLY:
Oh, my head!

Damn!

[BELL RINGING]

This belongs to you, boys.

Well,

me and Wilt, we talked it over.

We wanna loan it to you.

Why?

Uh, grubstake, kind of.

Yeah, we--we figured we
give you girls a lot of grief.

What can we say?

You don't have to say nothin'.

[GIRLS CHUCKLING]

Well, I guess
we better get goin'.

Come here, you.

I owe you, MacGyver.

Don't you forget me now,
you hear?

So, we say goodbye.

I guess.

Goodbye.

Wait!

You're not leavin'.

What do you mean?

Oh.

CONDUCTOR:
All aboard!

[STEAM ENGINE HISSING]

Hi.

W-What--what?

I have great news.

Pete called.

I have an assignment in Rio.

It is Carnival.

What? Now?

Now.

What about your position
at the university?

That was just an idea.
A dream.

You are right.
I would miss the excitement.

- Oh, but wait a minute, what if...
- I must not miss my plane.

No, no, what about last night?

What about last night?

Well,

we were-- we were
talkin' about, um,

commitment.

What?

Commitment.
We were talkin' about it.

What about it?

Well, I'd like to talk
some more about it.

We will, we will,
as soon as I get back.

Bye.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

Halt! Halt!

[PEOPLE CHANTING]

Can't go this way, sir.

I'm just trying to get
to the garage over here.

Sorry, but I got a
bigger problem right now.

You'll have to turn around.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

CROWD: Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

TONY: Growers and
contractors in this valley

have robbed you once again...

[CROWD SHOUTING]

...and are poisoning
you and your families.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Why should we risk our health,

our lives, our children,

because of their
apathy and greed?

[CROWD BOOING]

Now--Now how can state
and government agencies

allow the spraying
of toxic chemicals

with known effects
on human health?

[CROWD AGREEING]

With deadly effects on
birds and fish and wildlife,

with the poisoning of
our air, our soil, our water.

[CHEERING]

Now I believe...

I believe
that future generations

will look back
at the 20th century's use

of toxic pesticides

in--in food production
as just total madness.

Farm workers must be
informed about the dangers

we face every day.

TONY: Can you hear us?
Can you hear us, Mr. Kasabian?

Our vineyards are clean.

We observe the pesticide laws.

TONY:
The laws are weak.

Enforcement is in the hands
of government agencies

run by the growers
for the benefit of growers!

[CROWD CHEERING]

We've got to do
something about Garcia.

- My father's tied my hands.
- Garcia knows.

If you're so concerned
about your workers,

explain the slavery
in your fields.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

The deplorable conditions.

The--The low wages, long hours.

Why don't you
balance your speeches

with the truth,
Mr. Garcia?

This man is using
some personal tragedy

to incite unrest.

I'm a grower,

and I care about my workers.
I care about all of you.

[CROWD BOOING]

Your speeches are
exaggerations and distortions.

Hey, explain to me

why workers who complained
about being sent out into the fields

too soon after spraying
were dismissed

after seeking medical help
for nausea,

blurred vision,
burns of the skin?

That happened
in someone else's fields.

- [CROWD SHOUTING]
- Not mine.

A contract would
help us see to it

that no worker
is hospitalized again

for exposure
to toxic pesticides.

[CHEERING]

You're gonna end up hospitalized

if you don't keep
your mouth shut.

He's a liar!

You shut your mouth!

[GRUNTING]

You're under arrest!
Now move!

[GROANING]

Stay here!

Hey, hey!

ALEX:
Hey, man, this is illegal.

Whatever happened, uh, to the
Constitution and freedom of speech?

- [MEN AGREEING]
- MAN: Right, man!

- Hector Lopez.
- LOPEZ: Yeah?

- MAN: Lopez, Lopez.
- Mr. Kasabian posted bail.

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

Posted bail?

Well, that's a joke.

I mean, you weren't supposed
to be here in the first place.

Shut up, Silva.

Hey, I got an idea.

Maybe you should get a nametag
that says "Kasabian chump."

[MEN CHUCKLING]

And that way, you know, the
police won't get you mixed up with us.

Hey, Alex!

Hector's not the problem here.

Hey, compadre.

You do what you
have to do, okay?

[MEN CHATTERING]

TONY:
Okay.

We made a good
showing of ourselves.

The day is coming

when the grapes will
no longer be washed

with the tears and blood
of farm workers.

[AGREEING]

[ALEX CLAPPING]

Nice speech.

You're starting to sound
like a politician.

MacGYVER:
Uh, excuse me.

I'm sorry.

Aren't you guys
on the same side?

You stay out of this.
I mean, nobody asked you.

Hey, nobody asked him
to fight for us, either.

Excuse my brother-in-law.

He's young.

Tony Garcia.

MacGyver.

[MEN CHATTERING]

I was kind of interested in
what you were saying out there.

Yeah? I wish others
were as interested.

You know, they conduct
investigations after investigation,

and then they say they don't know
what causes the health problems.

We live in an area

that's flooded with pesticides.

I-I-It's exactly
what happened in McFarland.

What do you mean?

He means the cancer clusters
among the children.

It's--It's happening here.

Just like in McFarland.

Three times
the national average.

Well, you know,

I've read about the
McFarland studies, and...

I know, I know, I know.

They say that cancer
may include factors

such as our hard life,
uh, poverty,

exposure to all kinds of things,
including fertilizer

and bad plumbing.

Can you discount that?

Yes, I can.

See, in my opinion,

our children are exposed to
pesticides when they play outdoors,

when they hug their mothers and
fathers returning from the fields,

and I believe,
despite government findings,

when they drink our water.

[CLEARING THROAT]

I've read a lot of those
government studies.

They seem to be
trying to get all the facts.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, see, but we don't
need any more government studies,

or--or committees,
or experts, right?

What we need

is recognition from the growers
that addresses our concerns.

It's what we believe
is happening to us.

See, that's what we need.

[SIGHING]
But this is what we get.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

Okay, on your feet.

[MEN CHATTERING]

Let's get a move on here.

Time to go home, everybody.

Aw, so soon?

[CLICKING TONGUE]
You know, you could hold us.

Keep talking, Silva, and I will.

POLICEMAN:
Let's move it, people.

[MEN CHATTERING]

You're a liar
and a troublemaker, Tony.

I know the growers
in this valley.

The majority of them are
good, law-abiding people,

especially Caspar Kasabian.

But he is the biggest one
and once I have him,

I have the ones
that do endanger my people.

That is totally unfair.

The farm inspectors do
a good job out here.

There aren't enough of them.

We live in a real world,
for God's sake.

The growers follow
pesticide regulations.

Most of the growers aren't in their
own fields doing the picking, aheriff.

We are.

Well, you listen up, mister.

The things you are saying are
unproven and erroneous scare tactics.

And it better stop.

Now are we through, sheriff?

Yeah, I'm through with you.

[CHATTERING]

Where are you staying?

Not really sure.

Are you staying?

Not really sure
about that, either.

It all kind of depends on when
I can get my car back on the road.

[SIGHING]

Yeah, figures.

That's his way of saying thanks.

What's he got to thank me for?

Caring.

I'll tell you what. It's too late
to get your car fixed now.

Um, I'll call my nephew,
tow it back to my place,

and fix it for you
in the morning.

Tonight, you can stay
with me and my family, huh?

What do you say?

I say muchas gracias.

[LAUGHS]

You must be glad you came
this way, huh, MacGyver?

Well, someday I'll learn
to drive on the Interstates.

Actually, you've--you've
come at a very interesting time.

I've just received some
information that, if true,

could help change
things around here.

What kind of information?

Well, at this point,
I think it's best left unsaid.

Tell me, MacGyver,
you got any kids?

No.

I have a 12-year-old.
Natalie.

Wait till you meet her.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

TONY:
Oh, my God!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

What are they doing?

[GUN FIRING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[GUN COCKING]

TONY:
Run, MacGyver, run!

You gotta go!

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

[GUN FIRING]

Tony.

[GROANING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

You were sprayed.

And hit.

Workers found you
in the field this morning.

You were hosed off, but
you should still see a doctor.

[GRUNTS]

I am Carmen Garcia.

My husband, Tony,

he was with you last night.
He's missing.

We have searched all over.

What happened?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

That description could fit any
truck in the county, Mr. MacGyver.

Well, why don't you try
starting with the Kasabians?

[COUGHING]

Sheriff, the front fender
of the truck that hit us

has got to be dented.

Garcia's vehicle was found
abandoned outside of town,

burned in a wreck.

I sure didn't see
any bullet holes.

It was a shotgun.

What are you,
some kind of weapons expert?

It was a shotgun.

Look, will you just tell us
what you're doing to find Tony?

That's police business, Silva.

I'll conduct the
investigation as I see fit.

- That's what I was afraid of.
- Don't give me any of your mouth.

- Well, then why don't you...
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on.

Sheriff,

Tony Garcia was chased,

and he was shot at
and now he's missing.

You've got a description
of the truck,

and, sheriff, I would think
you'd want to find it.

Don't push me,
Mr. MacGyver.

I'm trying to help.

Help?

Know what I think?
I think you're an organizer.

You drove into this town
just looking for trouble.

Well, you're not here 10 minutes
and you're thrown in jail for fighting.

And now you're in here
with the local hothead,

accusing one of the most
upstanding citizens of this county

of murder.

Let me give you some advice.

Soon as your car is fixed,
get out of town.

And just keep going.

When I'm ready to, sheriff.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[COUGHING]

Yeah, this is where I was hit.

[COUGHING]

And Tony ran up this way.

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

You okay?

I hope so.

You know, I heard a story
about a worker in Texas

who was applying, uh,

Dinoseb with a backpack,
uh, type sprayer.

You know, he wore regular
clothes, not protective clothing.

Well, it leaked.

[COUGHING]

Next day,
he collapsed in the fields.

Contractor gave him aspirin,

which makes
the Dinoseb poisoning worse.

He died an hour later, with a
temperature of 110 degrees.

Now Dinoseb is against the law.

[SIGHS]

Well, that makes me feel
a lot better. Thanks.

It's not Tony's.

Must have belonged to one
of the guys that jumped you.

Tony's blood?

I did hear two gunshots.

Look, I didn't
know him very well.

But he sure seemed
like a friend to me.

Yeah.

[SIGHING]

That's the way it was with him.

You know,
this won't prove anything.

Yeah. I know.

I gotta go tell my sister.

[ALEX SPEAKING SPANISH]

We'll get them.

I swear to you, we'll get them.

At night,

Tony would confide in me.

He knew he was in danger.

They would only
allow him to push so far

before they would
try to stop him.

[HUSHING]

MacGYVER:
Um...

He told me he had
some information

that might change things
here in the valley.

Did he ever mention
anything like that to you?

Only that he suspected
Kasabian of illegal activity.

When Tony got proof,
he would use it

to pressure them into

signing a contract
to protect the workers.

Tony believed that
would be the only way

that--that we could
win this war.

You know, that we wouldn't
have to wait for, uh,

for Sacramento or Washington

to, you know,
to pass laws to protect us.

And now it's too late.

Mama, what's wrong?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

NATALIE:
No! No!

No!

[CRYING]
No!

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[SPANISH SONG PLAYING
ON STEREO]

How's Natalie?

CARMEN:
She'll be okay.

[SIGHING]

One good thing
about Natalie's handicap,

it makes her strong.

I...

worked in the fields into my
seventh month of pregnancy.

They used to spray
the fields at night,

and every day when we worked.

You noticed this smell.

I used to get sick often,

but I thought
it was the pregnancy.

When Natalie was born,
her leg was not formed properly.

And you think
it was from the pesticides?

We're poor people,
Mr. MacGyver.

Many things contribute
to birth defects.

There's no proof, but...

But that's what
Tony believed, right?

Yes.

That's when he quit
work in the fields.

He vowed that
no other child or parent

should have to suffer so much.

A fine dream.

But now it's dead.

Like Tony.

[CRYING]

Carmen.

There is no reason in the world
why Tony's work has to die, too.

Who's gonna follow
in his footsteps?

Alex? You?

No one.

But we can all do our part.

But how?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MENDOZA:
Lopez,

if any of this bunch
is rabble-rousing,

I want to know about it.

We can't stop them
all from talking.

If they get the kind of
agreements that they're after,

labor contractors like me
will be out of business.

Just tell me
who the agitators are.

I'll take care of it from there.

There's one right there.

Get outta here.

Troublemakers don't work for me.

I don't need to work
for you to make trouble.

MENDOZA:
Get on up there.

[BUS ENGINE CRANKING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[COUGHING]

Excuse me.

Is there any
drinking water around?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[COUGHS]

Uh,

excuse me.

Is there a bathroom?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Really.

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

[TRACTOR RUMBLING]

[MAN CHATTERING]

[COUGHS]

Yours?

Isn't yours.

Well, it was on the ground.
I just put it back.

Now I remember you.
From yesterday.

You're the gabacho that
went in to help Tony Garcia.

[LAUGHS]
Big help, huh?

You know, you're crazy
coming out here.

No, I need the work.

Yeah, right. You're probably
one of those organizers.

No, I'm not.

But I did want to see what
Tony Garcia was fighting for.

Tony's my friend. We grew up
together working in these fields.

He tried to get me to
leave here to go with him.

But supporting
my family comes first.

You know there's a good
chance that Tony Garcia is dead.

Murdered.

I don't know
anything about a murder.

You know where to find him?

No, and why should I?
Now get off Kasabian's land!

[COUGHS]

How?

It's 20 miles to town.

Crawl, for all I care.

[COUGHING]

[CHURCH BELLS TOLLING]

[DOOR OPENING]

Oh.

Good morning.

Hi.

You missed mass, but
Mama said to let you sleep.

Oh, that's a good choice.

Where's she?

She and Uncle Alex
are still at the church.

Here are the things
you asked for.

Sunglasses
and nail polish remover.

Oh, that's great.

Polarized. Perfect.

Can you pop
the lenses out of that?

Okay.

[COUGHS]

That's a microscope?

Actually, it's a spectroscope.

I can't make a microscope.

NATALIE:
See anything?

Take a look.

NATALIE:
Wow. Crystals.

Yeah, and they're melting.

What does that mean?

Well, I have to verify it.

But I think I know
what your dad was onto.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Nick, I checked on that
outsider I told you about.

Carlos got the report on his
fingerprints from the sheriff's station.

And?

His name's MacGyver.

He works for
The Phoenix Foundation.

Look, Hector, get the big truck

and meet us
over at the warehouse.

MacGyver.

Is he the one
who was with Tony Garcia?

Yeah.

And we've got ourselves
a major problem.

So we'll just get rid of the evidence,
and then MacGyver.

Let's go.

All right. Thanks, Pete.
I'll be here.

It's Alex.

He's gone to the Kasabian farm.

What for?

Uh, we saw our friend,
Juan, at church.

He owns the auto body shop.

Yesterday, he repaired a
fender on Nick Kasabian's truck.

We better report
that to the police.

Juan did.

That's why Alex is so angry.

He says the police
have done nothing.

Well, how does Alex
know what they've done?

He doesn't. I said the same thing,
but Alex would not listen.

MacGyver,

I'm afraid he's going
to do something foolish.

Um...

I ran a test
on Kasabian's grapes.

I think he's spraying
a growth enhancer called FIX.

I've-- I've heard of it.

Yeah.
It's illegal on grapes.

All right, listen. There's a team
from the Phoenix Foundation

coming here to run some tests.

You meet them.
I'll find Alex.

Okay.

[HORN HONKING]

I need to talk to you.

Later, okay, Dad?
I'm kind of busy.

Now.

I got a call from the sheriff.

Yeah? So what's he want?

Another contribution
for his campaign fund?

He wants to talk to you.

I got nothing to say
to that rent-a-cop.

All right. Then you tell me.
How'd your truck get banged up?

You know, I really don't know.

Someone must have smashed
into it when it was parked.

Yeah, Davis thinks
that you may know something

about what happened
to Tony Garcia.

Well, I don't.

Nick, contrary
to what you think,

I don't own
the police department.

They're gonna
start investigating

Tony Garcia's
disappearance all the way.

Sounds like you're
worried about me, Dad.

Yes, I'm...

I'm worried about you.

I, uh,

went to the clinic
last night, you know,

where the workers take their
families for medical treatment?

I'm gonna start making
concessions about spraying.

You crazy?

Are you gonna give in
to a bunch of pickers?

What has happened to you?

Well, we didn't have

DDT scares 40 years ago.

We didn't have
changing climates.

There was plenty of water.
No acid rain.

And whether there's
scientific evidence or not,

I never heard of cancer clusters
among school children.

Dad, we have an
entire crop coming

and we could lose it all.

Every damn grape.

Well, it wouldn't
be the first time.

Do you want to watch
this place go under?

You want to lose it all,
forever?

Your whole life's work?

I don't understand.

Yeah, I know you don't.

And I take a lot of
the responsibility for that.

Nick, where you going?

I have business to take care of.

Let it go! It's Sunday.

- I can't.
- Why?

Because! We've been
spraying FIX, Dad!

Since when?

Since we've been
doubling our profits.

Why wasn't I told?

What's the difference?

The only thing that matters
now is that I get it cleaned up.

Why wasn't I told?

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

Why wasn't I told?

Alex, no!

ALEX:
No!

Don't you try to stop me, man.

That tractor's sprayed
its last poison!

Hey, hey!
You blow up a spray tractor,

Kasabian gets a new spray tractor,
you get two years at Soledad.

What good are you gonna do then?

Yeah, well, it's something, man,
it's something.

Listen to me!

I tested one of his vines.

It looks like
he's spraying 4-CPA.

- FIX?
- Yes.

It's the information
Tony was gonna use

to pressure Kasabian into
signing a union contract.

Yeah, maybe.

If your test is good.

If you know FIX from fertilizer.

I mean, who are you, man?

I work for
the Phoenix Foundation.

And they can help us
expose this whole thing.

Even if you're right,

one sample's not enough.

The Kasabians have
high-priced lawyers.

That'll say your tests
are inconclusive,

that there's no proof
it came from their fields.

Then I'll take another sample.

Right from the tractor.
Pure FIX.

No one will be able to dispute
its chemical origin or its makeup.

This is the way Tony wanted it.

Now, are you gonna help or not?

Huh?

You won't get
anything from the tractor.

It's washed down
after the spray.

They keep the chemicals up here.

Methomyl, Captan...

Both legal.

Maple syrup?

Is it FIX?

I wouldn't put it
on my pancakes.

You know, killing us
isn't going to do any good.

Authorities are gonna
be all over this place.

Let 'em come.

Once we get rid of our supplies,
they'll never place it here.

Let's fertilize
Section C with them.

Like we did Garcia.

NICK:
No, no.

Their deaths have to look
completely accidental.

Let's go, boys.

NICK: This tank was
drained yesterday.

But they haven't
bled off the CO2 yet.

So the real question is,

how long can you hold
your breath, MacGyver?

What's he talking about?

When you drain a tank
you're left with two levels.

Oxygen and carbon dioxide.
So hold your breath in there.

NICK: That's right.
Oxygen on top.

But you'll be on the bottom.

Drowning in an empty tank.
I'm very sorry.

But these kind of
accidents happen.

Yeah, right,
with our hands and feet tied.

Don't worry about that.

We'll take care of that
after you're dead.

[ALEX INHALING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[LOCK CLANKING]

This ought to replace
what spilled out the door.

[HISSING]

[CLANKING]

That won't last long.

[INHALING]

[COUGHING]

They're dead by now.
Get inside and get the ropes.

[GRUNTING]

Oh, no.

[GRUNTING]

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROANING]

You okay, man?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Let's get that sample, huh?

Let's not.

NICK:
Good work, Lopez.

MENDOZA:
Shoot 'em.

Killing Tony was bad enough.
Don't make it worse.

What are you saying?

LOPEZ:
What are you doing?

What's that?

This is yours, isn't it?

It came off your jacket,
didn't it?

So what?

We found it in the field.

Where you killed Tony.

Tony's dead?

Yeah, he's dead.

And that button puts you there.

I never killed nobody.

You borrowed my jacket.

You wore it that night
when you left the pool hall.

Shut your mouth, Lopez.

You killed Tony, man.

He went with you.

You left together.

Garcia was no good.

- He was a troublemaker.
- He was my friend!

Lopez, no!

Hector.

Put the gun down.

Put it down.

It's over.

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

Thanks for, um,

staying for the services.

Tony dreamed of stopping
the suffering in this valley.

Maybe now it will come to pass.

I hope so. I really do.

You.

- [ALEX LAUGHS]
- Take care of your mom.

Bye.

[SWITCH CLICKING]

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: ...back to
our music after the local news.

MAN [ON RADIO]:
This is Juan Velasco

reporting live from
the Kasabian vineyards

where government authorities
supervised the destruction

of contaminated grapes.

Earlier today, a farm worker
named Tony Garcia

was laid to rest in Our Lady
of Guadalupe Cemetery.

In custody without bail
for his murder

is Nicholas Kasabian, heir
to the Kasabian vineyards.

Caspar Kasabian,
the defendant's father

and president of the company,

has stopped using
all Tox.1 pesticides,

and has volunteered
Kasabian grapes

to be tested by an
independent laboratory.

Kasabian volunteered this

as a gesture of openness,

and asked that other
growers in the valley

follow his lead.

Only time will tell if they do.

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[ENGINE STOPS]

PHIL:
Quite a show.

What do you think it is?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna get a closer look.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[DOOR SQUEAKING]

[LEAVES RUSTLING]

Hey.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, take it easy,

I'm not gonna hurt you,
I'm not gonna hurt you.

[PANTING] I thought
you were an alien.

No.

I'm a real live
human being. See?

[SIGHS]

You live here?

No. This is-- was
the Abbott place.

Now where are they?

I don't know. They just
upped and left one night.

- No one knows why.
- Huh.

- Did you see those lights?
- Yeah. It was awesome.

Yeah.

Hi. My name is MacGyver.

Oh, yeah.
I heard your name.

You're working
at the hot spring.

Yeah. That's right.

I'm Tommy Wiley.
I live across the road.

Well, I'd better
be going. So long.

W-W-Wait a minute. Um,

do you think your folks would
mind if I used their phone?

Probably.

Well, you see, the electrical
system in my car is shot,

and I'm gonna need a tow truck.

My dad doesn't like strangers.

It's 12 miles back to Elm Creek.

Uh, okay. But I can't
promise you nothin'.

Anything.

Whatever.

Yeah.

Where have you been?
You're late for dinner.

Who are you?

Uh, this is MacGyver.

He's working at the hot springs.

His car conked out
in front of the Abbott place.

What were you doing over there?

We were both looking
at the light show, actually.

Lights.

Yeah. They were
like a big saucer.

All blue and white.

I bet they saw them
clear to town.

Yeah. You didn't see 'em?

I don't have time
to go chasing after lights.

My wife's not well.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Take this soup to your mother
before it gets cold.

Yes, Dad.

Uh, see you, MacGyver.

- Hope you get your car fixed.
- Tommy, get on with it.

What's wrong
with your car, mister?

Well, I'm not sure. I think
it's the electrical system.

Well, Parnell down at the Elm
Creek Garage has got a tow truck.

You can use the phone
in the living room there.

Thanks.

TOMMY: [WHISPERS]
MacGyver.

SARAH:
Is that you, Tommy?

[DOG BARKING]

Morning.

Hi.

Phil Sternwise,

Vortex Vacuums.

MacGyver.

Did you find out
what caused those lights?

No, I got whacked on the head
before I could get close enough.

Did you happen to see
what hit me?

I didn't see anything,
except that bright light.

Definitely saucer-shaped.

Well, did you see
anything on the ground,

uh, a metallic,
shiny sort of thing?

- Kind of cigar-shaped?
- Yeah.

A landing craft
from the mother ship, perhaps?

Tell me, Mr. MacGyver,

do you believe
in flying saucers?

Well, as a matter of fact,

I tend to chalk that stuff up
to natural phenomenon.

But you must admit,

considering
all the stars out there,

life on other planets
is more than possible.

It's practically a certainty.

And some very credible people
have reported seeing UFOs.

Police officers, military
and airline pilots.

Let's just say
I have yet to be convinced.

Ah, a man of science.

Then perhaps you'd be interested

in a great vacuum cleaner.

The Vortex 6000.

The next generation
in household care appliances.

Well, thanks, but, uh,
I'm not in the market.

Oh, well.

Good luck in hunting your natural
phenomenon, Mr. MacGyver.

Here's your receipt.

$245.

That includes labor.

But this generator's
only a month old.

I installed it myself.

Well, that may be,
but it's junk now.

Say,

were you in
Abbott's field last night

when them lights
were flying around?

- Yeah.
- Uh-huh.

Now, there's your answer.

I read them UFOs emit
electromagnetic radiation.

That fouls up anything
that runs on electricity.

Is that right?

A documented fact.

Pretty soon them aliens
will be coming down everywhere,

just drain all our electricity.

Then we'll be at their mercy.

It's just the beginning.

You watch.

[SIGHS]

Thank you.

[METER CRACKLING]

You're trespassing, mister.

This is private property.

Well, I thought the folks who
lived here packed up and left.

What the Abbotts did
is their business.

The bank owns it now
and they made me caretaker

until it's resold.

And I got enough to worry
about without you going around

spreading some crazy gossip
about lights in the sky.

Hello, John.

Been having some
excitement last night, I hear.

Yeah, more than
I care for, sheriff.

Everybody in town
must've seen those lights.

My phone's been
ringing all night.

Thought I'd come out
and take a look for myself.

Well, I'm glad you're here.
I just caught this fellow trespassing.

You're that scientist
from the Phoenix Foundation,

been poking around
the hot springs, right?

The name's MacGyver.

Mind if I ask what you're doing
out here now, Mr. MacGyver?

Well,

I saw the lights
last night, too.

I just wanted
to see what it was.

It's a curiosity, all right.

Still, it's my bet it's just
some local kids playing a joke.

That's kind of sophisticated
for kids, sheriff.

If you didn't mind, I'd sure
like to take some tests.

Sheriff, I just
fertilized this field.

Now, some hooligans caused
enough damage already,

I don't need a bunch of UFO
nuts tramping all over the place.

Now, John, I'm sure
Mr. MacGyver means well.

Oh, they're the ones
that cause the most trouble.

This is private
property, mister.

Next trespasser I find
will know it, too.

He's got a problem?

Oh, he's just scared like
other folks in these parts.

These aren't easy times.

The Phoenix Foundation
gonna build

some kind of new power plant
up there at the hot springs?

Yeah, geothermal.

Sounds like it could mean
paying jobs for these folks.

I think that's more important

than chasing after
little green men, don't you?

Yes, sir.

[TRUCK DOOR CLOSES]

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

Tommy?

Please,

don't let my dad know I'm here.

He'd blow his gourd
if he knew I told you.

Told me what?

These really weird people
have been coming to our farm.

They told my dad
they know lots of people

who are having the same
kind of trouble as us.

They said they can fix things.

But I don't care!

I'm not going
with them, MacGyver!

I'll run away instead.

Tom, w-w-what are you
talking about? Go where?

On their spaceship.

Dad says they're gonna
take us to another planet.

Uh, Tom,

I just talked to your dad.

He didn't strike me
as the kind of guy

that would believe
in flying saucers.

But he didn't,
until the aliens showed up.

Wait a minute, whoa.

Aliens?

They're just like us,
but different.

Mom says they look like they've
never been sick in their whole lives.

They said they're
from outer space, huh?

Yeah. It's got no wars,

no diseases.
No one ever dies.

That's why Dad
wants to take Mom.

She's got cancer.

I'm sorry to hear that, Tom.

I'll bet this trip
costs a lot, huh?

Dad says it's worth
all we've got if it helps Mom.

I want her to get better, too,

but I'm scared.

I don't want to go
to another planet.

Trust me.

Nobody's going
to another planet.

But they came back this morning.

I heard them say they talked to
the aliens on that ship we saw.

It's all been arranged.

We're going.

Tonight.

[SIGHS]

Tom, you got any idea where
I could find these people?

I followed them on my bike
after they left this morning.

They've parked their trailer
at the Elm Creek Campground.

What am I gonna do,
Mr. MacGyver?

You're gonna go home.
Come on.

I'll see if I can talk these
people into scrubbing their flight.

In the meantime,

no running away, okay?

- Okay.
- All right, get.

Can I help you, mister?

I was just
admiring your trailer.

It's a Silver Streak, isn't it?

Yeah.

It suits our needs, mister...

MacGyver.

Name's Rigel.

Ray Rigel.

What is your real reason
for being here?

Oh, honest, I was just looking.

Looking for what?

Love?

Joy?

A new beginning?

I can help.

That's enough, Ray.

This man is not a believer.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mr. MacGyver?

Hey, sheriff.

My secretary says you were
looking for me at the station.

Yeah, I got a chance
to study a dirt sample

from that burned
patch in the field.

I thought we agreed you were
gonna leave that UFO nonsense to me.

The dirt contains napalm.

The stuff they dropped at Nam?

Yeah, it's used
in flamethrowers as well.

It's how they faked
the landing site.

And who are they?

A couple calling
themselves the Rigels.

The plate on their trailer
says they're from Illinois.

Why would a couple of
tourists go to all that trouble?

They're not tourists.

They're con artists.

Tommy Wiley says that they
talked his folks into booking passage

on a spaceship
to another planet.

Oh, John Wiley's the most
Bible-fearing man I know.

He'd never swallow
such nonsense.

They've got him convinced that
they can cure his wife's cancer.

Sheriff, you don't believe me.

Quite frankly,
I don't blame you.

But I think you should
talk to the Wileys.

The steam from those hot
springs must've baked your brain.

You expect me flat-out
to ask John Wiley

if he's planning a trip
to outer space?

I'd be laughed out of my job.

[SIGHS]
All right. Well,

at least check out the Rigels.

Run their plates
through the Illinois DMV.

See if they've got
any kind of a record.

That's the number.

All right. On one condition.

You steer clear of the Wileys.

Yes, sir.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

You go in the house and see
if your mother needs anything.

Well, go on.

Hello, John.

How is Sarah?

Good as can be expected.

Cold weather troubles her.

You'll be happy to know
the temperature on our planet

never drops below 70
of your Fahrenheit degrees.

Well, that's nice.

This should be a glorious time

for you and your family, John.

But I sense you're troubled.

I worry for Tommy.

And this man's been
around the landing site,

wanting to run some tests.

Would this man
be called MacGyver?

Yeah, that's it.
Do you know him?

There's very little
we don't know, John.

Oh, John, this could
complicate our plans.

Yes, I'm afraid our superiors

will ask us to cancel
the trip now.

Oh, they can't.

We have a deal.

The decision isn't
ours to make, John.

It's up to them.

However, there is one thing

you can do that may
convince them otherwise.

I've already agreed to
give them my life's savings.

I'm gonna take
a loan out on the farm.

What more could they want?

Nobody questions your faith
and commitment, John.

But this MacGyver,

he could destroy everything

we've worked so hard
to accomplish.

My suggestion is, he be

neutralized.

[METER CRACKLING]

How do, folks?

Phil Sternwise, Vortex Vacuum.

Where'd you come from?

Spotted your trailer.
Walked in from the road.

What I have here is the
future of household cleaning.

DAWN:
We're not in the market.

[PHIL LAUGHING]

PHIL:
That's what they all say.

Till I show them my
all-purpose, lightweight model.

Ideal for trailers, I might add.

With the Vortex 6000,
dust is a thing of the past.

It comes with a full line of attachments,
for carpets, hardwood, upholstery, and

those hard-to-reach corners.

RAY:
You heard my wife, mister.

We're not interested.

Oh, well.

[PHIL SIGHING]

Can't blame a fella
for trying, I always say.

MacGyver.

Hey, sheriff, come on in.

You and I have to talk.

What the sam hill was that?

Electrochemical plasma.

It's what we all saw last night.

I thought I told you
to lay off that UFO business.

No, you told me to stay away
from the Wileys, which I have done.

But I'm positive the Rigels
are behind this whole thing.

Come here, take a look at this.

Let's say these ammonia vapors

are coming off Abbott's field
from the fresh fertilizer,

and the hydro lines
over the field

get a sudden shot of electricity

from the generator
in their trailer,

like this wire.

Instant UFO.

Now, a flame thrower would
make, uh, the jet burns.

And then they salted
the entire area

with a very low-grade uranium,

just hot enough to create
a mysterious radiation.

[METER CRACKLING]

You can't actually prove
the Rigels did this.

They've got everything
in their trailer to do it.

Check them out.

I did check them out.

The Vehicle Services
Department in Springfield

says the Rigels
are from Orion, Illinois.

Sheriff,

I think it's pronounced Orion.

Rigel is a star
in the Orion constellation.

This has got to be an alias.

Listen, I checked
like you asked,

and this is the answer
from the DMV.

Well, I think
it's a phony answer.

And I think you're driving me and
everybody else around here nuts.

And this is the result of it.

An arrest warrant? For what?

John Wiley phoned
mad as a pit bull.

Says he saw you back
in the Abbott's field

after you were
warned to stay out.

Well, I'm sorry, but he's lying!

I never went near the place.

Well, then it's
your word against his.

But John went to
the county attorney,

and had you charged
with trespassin'.

So I got no choice.

You're under arrest, MacGyver.

RAY: You did a good job of
convincing the county attorney.

MacGyver should be
in jail all night,

where he won't interfere
with your departure.

- We're leaving tonight?
- So soon?

Oh, don't be afraid, John.

It's a better world, where people
like you can live with peace,

and health and dignity again.

I trust you made
arrangements to get the money?

You're sure you need so much?

No one on our planet
needs money, John.

What little we keep is
to carry on our work here.

But the important thing is that only
by divesting yourselves completely,

can you prove that you
are ready to live in our world.

You must cut all links
to this life, John.

No compromises.

Fifty thousand's all the bank
would loan on our property.

Still, it's so much money.

Please, John.

These people want to help us.

I trust them.

All right.

We'll have the money
when it's time.

Wonderful.

Tonight,

you and Tommy will leave
this troubled world forever.

SHERIFF:
Thanks, hon.

Well, you're in luck, MacGyver.

My wife makes some of
the best jailhouse cooking

you ever tried.

My thanks to your wife, sheriff,

but I'd just as soon
get out of here.

Well, you come up with
$1,000 bail, and you're free to go.

I spent all my cash
getting my car fixed.

Well,

then you'll just have to wait till the
judge gets back tomorrow morning.

It's only one night
in jail, MacGyver.

Sheriff, the Rigels know that.

It means they've gotta make their
final move on the Wileys tonight.

The Wileys are your friends.

Don't you care
if they get ripped off?

PHIL:
Or worse.

SHERIFF: I didn't see you
standin' there, mister.

Can I help you?

Phil Sternwise, Vortex Vacuum.

Oh, I don't need one.

That's what they all say.

But I'm not here to make a sale.

I want to post bail
for this man.

So don't you think
it's about time

you told me who you are?

Phil Sternwise.

Vortex Vacuums.
Yeah, I know.

But you're more involved here
than you're lettin' on.

Who do you work for?

The government,
police, military, what?

I'm a concerned bystander,
like you.

The Wileys seem
like good people.

They almost bought a
vacuum cleaner from me once.

Yeah, but,

how do you manage
to keep showin' up

the way...

I mean, it's weird,
you got to admit it here.

A good salesman always manages
to be where he's needed the most.

[DEFLATING]

What do you think
you're doing, boy?

Hey, what are you doing?

Let me go!

What'll we do with him?

Lock him in the trailer.

We'll keep him out of the way
until we've got the money.

Leave me alone!
Let me go!

[SIGHING]

I warned you about
trespassing, mister.

Now you're on my land.

I'm within my rights
to blow you away.

Mr. Wiley, please,
you've got to listen to me.

The Rigels are con artists.

Yeah, they warned me
you'd try to ruin everything.

I know how they created
that UFO we saw last night.

It's nothing but a bunch
of gas and electricity,

I can show you how they did it.

Come on, give me a chance.

Okay, mister,
let's see what you got.

Well, go on, show me,
and be quick about it.

SARAH:
No!

You've got nothing to show us.

What are you doing out of bed?

Tommy's not in his room.
I can't find him anywhere.

What have you done with our boy?

I haven't seen him.

I don't believe you.

You're trying to keep him from us
so that we can't take the trip.

There isn't going to be
a trip, Mrs. Wiley.

The Rigels
made the whole thing up.

You're a disbeliever.

There is no flying saucer.

No paradise
on some distant planet.

Mrs. Wiley, you've got to
believe that all that we get

is right here, right now.

We are God-fearing people,
Mr. MacGyver.

But what have we got?

A farm that we can't
afford to keep,

bills we can't pay,

the bank and the government
on our backs.

Doctors' bills, hospitals...

I know that God never
meant us to live like this.

There has to be a better place.

A place where bad things
don't happen to good people.

We're going to find it.

Don't try to stop us.

You heard my wife.

And don't come back.

[GASPING]

Oh!

What are you doing here?

I thought you might need a hand.

- Oh, man.
- What is all this?

It's a little demonstration
for the Wileys.

I hope you're not too late.

Come on.

JOHN:
Evenin', folks. Come on in.

Give me a hand here.

Straighten that out.
Watch your hands.

Well, folks, are you
ready for the journey?

Tommy's gone missing.
We can't go without him.

The boy is safe in our trailer.

You found him? Thank God!

He's a little hysterical
about the trip.

I think it would be better to leave
him alone until you're ready to go.

Is that so?

Do you have the money?

I'll give it to you just as
soon as we're all on the ship.

That's not how it's done, John.

You see, you must prove that
you're willing to commit totally,

before they'll allow you aboard.

Payment before delivery,
is that it?

You must understand...

I think I'm just starting to.

Like maybe you folks don't
really expect to deliver after all.

John,

this kind of mistrust can
destroy everything you worked for.

Don't lose faith now.

I'd rather lose my faith

than our life savings
to a couple of shine artists.

Is that what you think we are?

You let our boy out of
that big tin can right now

before I get the sheriff
to arrest you for kidnappin'.

I don't think so.

Now give us the money!

You can't do this.
We trusted you!

Put a lid on it, lady.

DAWN:
Well, John,

are you ready to
divest yourself?

[DAWN CHUCKLING]

RAY: Stay put.
I'll untie the kid.

It looks as if the Rigels
have shown their true colors.

Shall we rush them?

No, there's no telling
what they'll do with that gun.

I got another idea.

[GRUNTING]

Ah, a salt lick.

You're turning your demonstration
into a distraction, I see.

Sodium chloride is perfect,

in case there's not enough fertilizer
in the cow pen to produce gas.

Hmm.

Right.

Why don't you do the same?

Yes.

TOMMY:
No! Let me go!

TOMMY: You see? They're crooks,
just like MacGyver said.

SARAH: Oh, John,
I've been a fool.

Get the flamethrower.

There's gonna be
a terrible accident.

DAWN:
Go on! Move it!

[DOOR RATTLING]

Let's do it.

Come on! This way.

Look. There.

You get that one.

[GRUNTING]

RAY: Nice to see you,
MacGyver.

[FLAMETHROWER WHIRRING]

Stop!

[FLAMETHROWER WHIRRING]

[FLAMETHROWER SPUTTERING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

TOMMY:
MacGyver!

How'd you guys
get out of the barn?

Well, the door was open all of
a sudden, and the fire was gone.

Didn't you unlock the door?

No, uh...

Must have been Phil.

Who?

Phil.

The little guy?

The vacuum cleaner salesman,
he was right...

He was here.

My deputy found a pile
of forged IDs in their trailer.

It seems the Rigels had
a dozen different aliases.

Even the FBI was looking for 'em.

MacGyver, we owe you
a big thanks.

Without you, well...

Thank you for not giving up
on us, Mr. MacGyver.

They're coming up with new
treatments all the time, Mrs. Wiley.

Don't you give up on that, okay?

Oh, by the way, MacGyver,
my deputy looked in at the motel

for that Phil Sternwise
character, like you asked.

He checked out this afternoon.

I remember he came here just
before the Rigels showed up.

Tried sellin' us
a vacuum cleaner.

Mighty strange fella.

Yeah. Yeah.

You gotta see what's outside!

Come on!

Hurry up, you guys!

TOMMY:
Look!

Lord, not again.

TOMMY:
Wow!

More of that electro-plasm?

No.

That one's movin'.

Yeah, and there are no
hydro lines out there, either.

Well, then, what could it be?

You gotta wonder.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MAMA COLTON:
Easy with my bags, now.

I know they're heavy.

Thank you, baby, you done good.

Much obliged.

Well, look who's come
to welcome his Mama home.

Hello, Froggie, come on to Mama.

Hi, Froggie baby.
My Froggie baby.

There's a Mama's Froggie baby.

How's that baby? How's
that baby? How's that...

- Hi, MacGyver.
- Hi, Mama.

I see you made it through
the week with my dog.

Thanks for taking
care of him for me.

Where are the boys?

Well, Frank and Jesse got called
on a big jump-bail case,

right in the middle
of the family reunion.

And my mother

won't let Billy
come home just now.

Do you know he had
nerve enough to tell her

he liked her cooking
better than mine?

Whoo.

Will you bring those bags
in for me? Come on, Frog.

Froggie. Froggie baby.

Froggie baby.

Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.

[FROGGIE BARKING]

MAMA COLTON:
Hey, what are you doing?

- [CRASHING]
- Come back here!

Mama?

Hold him!

Help!

Thief!

Thief!

Get lost.

[GROWLING]

- I'll go this way.
- I'll go the other.

[BARKING]

All right, let's hold it up.

Somebody's in big trouble.

Ricky?

I didn't want to steal your
baseball cards, Mrs. Colton.

But I had to, or T.J. Mitchell
would have beat me up.

You stole my son's
baseball cards? Why?

Somebody traded me
some bogus cards

that they got
from T.J. Mitchell.

I tried to trade them back
to T.J. and he caught me.

Counterfeit baseball cards?

Well, what did you do
with the box you just took?

I gave them to T.J.

He trades at
the Batter's Box card shop.

That's where the Novis
Reilly Trading Post is.

Novis Reilly?

Now don't you tell me, Ricky,

that he had something
to do with this.

He's a famous baseball player.

Ah!

Novis,

you make a gambler's bet,

you gotta pay a gambler's debt.

When Marsh says get the
Reggie Jackson collection

before it goes in the museum,

you do like you're told.

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

I won't do like I'm told!

I don't steal from friends.

You tell Marsh
I won't cross that line.

You will get
the Jackson collection.

And tell your daughter to
quit hassling our card dealers,

or she's gonna get
a lot worse than this.

MacGyver, you got
to get those cards back.

Frank's been savin' 'em
since the '50s.

Well, Mrs. Colton, I really
think you should call the police.

They know how to...

And just how quickly do you
think they're gonna get here

on a call about
some baseball cards?

You got to go
down to the, where?

Batter's Box card shop.
It's three blocks over on Third.

You got to go down there
and get my son's cards back.

And I'll be down there shortly.

But, Mrs. Colton...

MacGyver,

you always said just call
if I needed help

when the boys
weren't here, didn't you?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Well.

Yes, ma'am.

And Ricky, you come with me.

We're going upstairs
and telephone,

and talk to your mama and papa.

Get out of the way, Frog.

Keep up the good work, T.J.

[COMPUTER KEYS CLACKING]

Yeah, I'll be with you
in a second, chief.

I listed your card
on the bulletin board.

You get an offer,
I'll let you know.

Don't do anything
stupid with it, huh?

Scram.

[PHONE DIALING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, what's up, chief?

- Um...
- Oh!

Hey, man.

Uh, neighborhood munchkin's
got a primo Dwight Gooden.

Rookie year.

Yeah, I'll make him an offer.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm lookin' for a kid,
name of T.J. Mitchell.

Everybody's lookin'
for somebody, my man.

What do you want with him?

Well, I'm trying to locate
a box of baseball cards.

I think T.J. might have it.

Can't help you.

Can't or won't?

I don't know.

Take your pick, my man.

Either way,
you get nothing here.

The Mitchell kid made a
trade with Eli "The Expert"

in that back room there.
They both just left.

I know who you are, sweetheart,

and I want you
out of my store, like, now.

This baseball has a very phony
Roger Maris signature on it, chief.

And look at the blurred dot
patterns on these baseball cards.

Lousy counterfeitin', my man.

You talk to this guy,
or I'll have my friend

from the D.A.'s office in here
so fast, your hair'll fall out.

Out of here, honey, now!

- [EXCLAIMING]
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

You don't have to get
so physical, okay?

Out of my store, both of you!

Easy.

There are other ways
of handlin' it, okay?

Okay. No problem.

But you guys are exploiting
kids through baseball cards,

and I am gonna get to the
bottom of it. You hear me?

Hey, big guy, I have a feeling

you and I could wreak some
havoc together. I'm Wendy.

MacGyver, and I don't have time
to "wreak havoc" right now.

I am talking about
hoodlum rip-off artists

who bully people,
ruin their lives,

and exploit kids,
and you don't have the time?

I mean, just lookin' at you,
I figured you're the kind of guy

who'd wanna jump right in and help
take down these kind of scuzzballs.

Uh, Wendy...

I've got a police friend
who is very good at his job.

I'm gonna throw it over to him.

You got a problem with these people,
I suggest you do the same.

Buddy, you tell a cop you
got a baseball card problem,

and he's gonna look at you like
you lost your cotton-pickin' mind.

I've been there.

What about your friend
in the D.A.'s office?

Oh, I was just
bluffing that flake.

I mean, cops, D.A., they're busy
breakin' their necks with the heavy stuff,

like murder, rape,
assault, battery.

Baseball cards don't mean a thing
'cause they just ain't got that ring.

You know what I mean?

MacGyver.

MacGyver, did you get
my boy's cards back yet?

No, and if he doesn't work
with me, lady, he won't.

I don't believe
I've had the pleasure.

- I'm Mama Colton.
- Hi.

Uh, this is Wendy.

And we gotta get movin',
Mrs. Colton.

I mean, I was just telling
handsome here that we gotta roll

while the trail's still hot.

But he doesn't
want to work with me,

and I'm the one
with all the expertise.

What do you think of that?

Well, I don't know
all the particulars,

but I do know two heads
are better than one.

Here's the list of all the cards
that were taken, MacGyver.

Holy moley, 1951
Willie Mays rookie card!

Reggie Jackson, Mantle, Maris,
Clemente, DiMaggio, Paige.

Mrs. Colton, we're talkin' over
$50,000 worth of cards here.

We have to get these back.

$50,000?

MacGyver, I think
you ought to consider

working with this
young lady, don't you?

Mama, I hardly even
know this young lady.

Well, you're both traveling
on the same path,

and she seems to know the road.

MacGyver?

I don't have my boys
here to help me.

Yes, ma'am.

Come on, Froggie, let's go.

[SIGHING] All right.
Where do we start?

With a chalk talk. My place.

Actually, I was wondering
why you're so involved in this.

Because my dad is a victim.

Oh, don't worry,
I'll tell you all about it.

Is this your car?
'57 Nomad, wow!

That was same year Hank Aaron
was the National League MVP.

Real nice.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[BEEPING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah, this is, uh, Tim,
down at the Batter's Box.

Reilly's daughter was just here,

threatening D.A. action.

Really?

Well, we'll get her
straightened out.

These cards are
mint condition originals.

I can make copies that will
sell to any card shop

in any card show
anywhere in the country.

That's very good, Eli.

Get on it.

WENDY: The stakes
in sports memorabilia

have gotten real high, MacGyver.

Even a pair of kid's underwear

signed by Babe Ruth
got thousands bid on 'em.

I mean, players change caps
and jerseys several times

in record-breaking games, so
they can sell off more collectibles.

And cons, creeps, and organized
crime are taking advantage,

because there's no real
protection for the consumer,

which are mostly kids.

That makes me so mad,
I could scream.

[EXCLAIMING]

So, you're a baseball fan.

I'm not a fan, I'm a product.

Product?

I love baseball, and
hate anything that hurts it.

[LAUGHING]
Oh...

Like this lizard.

Bill Marsh.

Used to deal in
gambling and extortion.

Now he's in sports collectibles.

Marsh buys, steals,
trades, sells, forges,

counterfeits, you name it.
That's the guy I'm after.

And that's the guy
you and I are gonna stop.

WENDY:
Dad.

Dad?

Your father's Novis Reilly?

Who are you?

Uh, my name's MacGyver, sir.

He's gonna help me find Marsh's
big house and bring him down.

Wendy, you can't be draggin'
strangers into our personal business.

I don't want to hear
another word about Marsh.

He'll hurt you, honey,
I know he will.

I came over here to tell
you to stay out of this.

No. I'm out when you're out,
and not one minute before.

You know anything
about me, MacGyver?

Oh, yeah.

You ever see me play baseball?

Sure.

Uh, when I was going to college,

I used to usher out at Mets
Stadium once in a while.

That doesn't mean
you really watched me play.

Uh...

You used to have
this nervous thing you'd do

whenever you thought
you could steal second base.

You'd kind of rub the
back of your nose, like this,

sort of backhanded, like.
It was a dead giveaway.

You're sayin'
you read me like a book?

Lucky nobody else did, huh?

Yeah.

You're all right.

She's brought some
real bozos around here,

you know what I mean?

Sorry, MacGyver, subtlety
is not a Reilly family trait.

I guess my daughter's
definitely proof of that.

Honey, I'm gonna tell you
one more time.

You're in over your head
with Marsh.

Now, stay out of my affairs
before you get hurt.

Please.

No. I'm not gonna back off.

I am gonna go after Marsh
with all I've got.

100%, Dad.

Some mess, huh?

No kiddin'. How'd you get
tied into a guy like this?

Dad spent like his baseball
career would never end.

And when it did,
he started gambling to keep up.

Oh, man.

Yeah. And now Bill Marsh
has gambling markers

with his signature all over 'em.

Threatened to turn the markers
in to the Baseball Commissioner

if he didn't use his name to front
for their sleazy card shows and stuff.

I mean, they got him
in a squeeze play.

Yeah, no kiddin'.

You know, the gambling
could get him banned

from anything to do
with baseball.

Well, that's what I'm trying
to get him to face up to.

You think bringing down this
Marsh would do that for you?

It's the only way I know.

Street sources say
that Marsh has a big house

where he forges
and counterfeits.

That's probably where
Mrs. Colton's cards will end up.

The question is,
how do we find it?

Is there a big demand
for this kind of stuff?

Oh, plenty.

But I'd go bonkers
if I lost one.

I mean, to me they're priceless.

Except this.

Bogus Walter Johnson,
I bought at an auction.

Only an ink expert could tell it
isn't the real thing. I'm still mad.

Well, I'm gonna try to put
a homing device in here.

Sure. We'll use their computer
bulletin board for a trade,

and if they take it to the big
house for duplication, we follow.

Brilliant! I mean,
the minute I saw you,

I knew you were
the man for the job.

You better tell me
Novis Reilly's in line,

because I just got a call
about his brat daughter

hassling one of our people.

He's not in line, Marsh.

We worked him over pretty good,

but he kept saying he's
not crossing that line.

Well, then you didn't
beat him bad enough.

I got a guy willing to
throw down $1 million cash

for the Jackson collection,
no questions asked.

Reilly has to get it.

The guy won't move.
What did you want me to do?

Look, I paid $50,000

for Novis Reilly's
gambling markers

and I intend to get a proper
return on my investment.

Now, if beating him
and threatening him

with exposure as a gambler
doesn't cut it,

well, then he's down
to one choice.

Get the Jackson collection,

or die.

MAMA COLTON: Now, here's the deal
I made with your mom and dad.

For every single card
that you stole,

you gonna read
some kind of book.

Say it.

For every card I stole,

I have to read
some kind of book.

And before you know it,
you're going to love reading.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, I'm gonna hold you to this.

And your mama's
gonna keep a list.

- Agreed?
- Yes, ma'am.

Here are some books
that my son Billy loved.

You take 'em home and read 'em.

Yes, ma'am.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Colton.

Apology accepted.

And you hold your head up,

and take these books home

and read.

Hey, Ricky.
How's it goin'?

I've never met anybody like her.

[LAUGHING]

This place a restaurant?

Used to be, until my boys got
into the bounty hunting business.

This restaurant's my fallback.

So, did you get
my boy's cards back?

Oh, not yet,
but MacGyver's got it wired.

You see?

He put a homing device in
this Walter Johnson baseball,

and we are gonna make
them an offer they can't refuse.

This $10,000 baseball
for $9,000 worth of your cards.

So we will get them back?

Yeah, except they'll
probably be counterfeit copies.

We need Alex to make an offer.

Right this way.

Who's Alex?

Alexandre Dumas.

My computer's named after

the black French writer
who wrote Three Musketeers.

Oh.

Now, Alex, don't you
make me look bad.

Who's our seller?

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

You Dexter?

That's my name.
You Mr. Eli?

That's right.

- Can I come in?
- Sure.

Great.

MacGYVER: That's a nice
elevator you've got.

Oh, nice place you've...

Who's he?

- He's huge.
- Yeah, well, forget him.

Now, I believe
these are the items

you are looking for.

1950s.

Rookies.

Wow.

These are excellent.

You have somethin'
for me to look at?

Huh? Oh, oh, yeah.

Be careful.

ELI:
Undeniably...

Walter Johnson.

One of the cleanest I have seen.

Boy, I really think
I'm skinnin' a fat pig here.

I'll be happy to make the trade

for my client.

So, you ready
to do business, slick?

I guess I'll just
make the deal and go.

Good.

[FAINT BLEEPING]

Here we go.

NOVIS [ON TV]: When the chips
were down in a crucial game,

there was nobody better
at rising to the occasion

than the man we came
to cheer as Mr. October.

Ladies and gentlemen, as the
chairman of acquisitions

for the American
Museum of Baseball,

it's my pleasure
to welcome my friend,

Mr. Reggie Jackson.

- [PEOPLE CLAPPING]
- Thanks, Novis.

JACKSON:
Thank you, Novis.

I think we all know that we're
part of something special,

the national pastime.

But you're so busy
playing the game,

it isn't until
we look back later

that you understand or have a
sense of how special it really is.

The American Museum of Baseball

will continue
to preserve the spirit

of baseball,

which we all know
affects our youth...

tomorrow's decision-makers.

I'd like everybody
to know that I look forward

to Saturday's
dedication ceremonies.

REPORTER: What equipment
are you dedicating?

I think it's pretty easy to say
that the highlight of my career

was 1977 World Series,
the final game.

Hit three home runs.

- [PHONE DIALING]
- We're gonna dedicate the bat,

the three baseballs,

the uniform that I wore,
and the glove that I wore...

- [PHONE RINGING]
- ...during the entire World Series.

Hello?

Novis.

You're playing the big shot
like nobody can touch you.

MARSH: Now how am I gonna
get it through your head

that you owe me,
and I want to be paid.

Let me put it to you
plainly, Novis.

I want the Jackson collection
in two days,

or you don't have to worry
about working in baseball

or making the Hall of Fame,
because you'll be dead!

[BEEPING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Mrs. Colton,

I need the resident
registered at this address.

Uh-huh.

MacGyver,
you're just like my boys.

Get Mama to do the networking.

MAMA COLTON:
I'll get right back to you.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

All right, listen.
I'm gonna check this place out.

You wait for Mrs. Colton
to call back.

This time. But next time I go in
and you answer the phone.

We'll talk about it.

[DOG BARKING]

Whoa!

[SNARLING]

[DOG BARKING]

WILLARD: I just
don't understand it.

Look, why don't we steal the
Jackson collection ourselves?

MARSH: Love to, but
nobody knows where it is,

except Novis Reilly.

And Jackson hasn't checked
into a hotel anywhere.

So what do you do?

Let the client spend his
$1 million somewhere else?

No, I don't let the client spend
his $1 million somewhere else.

We put our heads together

and we come up with a way
to motivate Novis Reilly.

Muscle didn't work,

and apparently he doesn't care
about his reputation anymore.

MARSH: Willard, do you
always have to tell me

what I already know?

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

The house that MacGyver
is asking about

belongs to a Bill Marsh.

You're welcome.

Is MacGy...

Wendy?

Wendy?

MAMA COLTON:
Wendy?

Wendy, where are you, girl?

[SCRAPING ON DOOR]

[WHISPERS]
MacGyver?

MacGyver?

[DOG SNARLING]

[BARKING]

WENDY:
Easy, easy.

Nice doggy.

Nice doggy.

Uh, I had a doggy
kind of like you once.

Okay...

my doggy wasn't as pretty.

Huh?

[MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Good doggy.

You know, I've got
the book on Reilly.

There's gotta be a way.

[DOG BARKING]

You got a woman gardener?

[DOG BARKING]

That's Reilly's daughter.

Think she heard us talkin'?

MARSH: Doesn't matter.
We've got her.

Good dog, good doggie.

Well, well.

It looks like we just got ourselves
the Reggie Jackson collection.

[BLEEPING]

Novis, it's MacGyver.

How'd you get this number?

That's not important right now.

Marsh just kidnapped Wendy.

Oh! No, no, no.
I'll break him in half.

Listen, Novis,

I overheard him talkin' about
pressuring you into stealin'

the Reggie Jackson collection.
What about that?

I don't know
anything about that.

I'm gonna have to
look into it, okay?

No, I think before we do anything,
we should call the police.

No. No cops.
Not yet.

Look, Marsh
and his people are dangerous.

We should talk.
But--But not on the phone.

All right, I'll be right over.
What's your address?

Not here. They might
be watchin' my place.

Where can we meet?

Um, all right,
meet me at 415 Maple.

All right.

That's 10 minutes from here.
I'm on my way.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah?

I've got your daughter, Reilly.

Remember when I told you
you had two days

to get the
Reggie Jackson collection?

Well, now you've got two hours.

Don't listen to him, Daddy,
they'll kill us anyway!

You better be listening, Reilly.
Are you listening?

Good. Now I'm gonna
give you a phone number.

7:00 this evening
you call that number,

and you better have
my collection when you dial.

Got a pencil, superstar?

MAMA COLTON: You ain't
got no children yet, MacGyver.

People don't think straight
when you touch their children.

That man is out there,
he's scared,

and he's angry,
and he is going to do

exactly what
they tell him to do,

which does not include
meeting you here at my house.

Yeah, you're right.

Marsh wants Novis to steal
the Jackson collection.

That's gotta be where he is.

Then that's where you gotta go,

that's the only way
you're gonna find her.

Mama, I don't know
where the collection is.

Oh.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I seem to remember my niece
Myra's husband's brother's wife

boasts that she's been
best friends

with an old friend
of Reggie Jackson.

And Reggie never comes
to town unless he visits him.

Let me call Myra.

[CROWD CHEERING]

COMMENTATOR: Jackson swings
and it's a long fly ball to centerfield.

Back goes Rick Monday.
Oh, way back!

It's gone!

Reggie Jackson has hit his
third home run of the game.

Novis!

Reggie?

We know what you got in the bag.

Reggie, I'm sorry.

They got my daughter.

If I don't call 'em in an hour,
she's dead.

They can take my life.

They can take everything.

But not Wendy.

She's my heart.

I know what you want to do,

but believe me,
this is not the way.

Novis, you can use anything
of mine that you need,

but I think you should
listen to MacGyver.

All right.

What's your game plan?

Well, to start,
we call the police.

No.

No cops.

If Marsh even thinks he sees
a cop, she's dead, I know that.

Marsh can't let you and Wendy
out of there alive, Novis.

You know too much.

Makes sense to me.

All right.

Call your cops.

Novis, I think
you're doing the right thing.

Thanks, Reggie.

MacGyver, I wanna say
it's been nice meeting you.

And on top of that,

if you ever want to sell
that '57 Nomad you got,

just give me a call.

Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

It's been an honor,
Mr. Jackson.

Thanks.

Novis?

You and Wendy
will be in my prayers.

- Thanks, man.
- Be careful.

Go ahead.

Make your call.

I'll put this stuff away.

[COIN CLINKING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Novis, don't do it!

[CLEARS THROAT]

Yeah, what can
I do for you, chief?

Oh, I want to buy cards.
Lotta cards.

What kind of cards
you want to buy?

Baseball cards, maybe?
What do you think?

I got a list here.

Great big, long list.

I love lists.

And number one,

Babe Ruth.

We don't have
any Babe Ruth, chief.

Bad start, huh?

Don't I know you from somewhere?

Yeah, probably.

My dad's real rich
and real famous.

It's kind of hard
to avoid all the paparazzi.

He's also got me on this
$30,000 a month allowance.

That kind of draws
a lot of attention, too,

you know what I mean?

Okay, I'm ready.

Ready for what?

If you can secure for me
every card I want

within 60 seconds after
I read it from my wish list,

I'll give you a $1,000 bonus.

That's impossible, pal.

Not with computers it's not.

Now, do you want the money

or not?

[SNAPPING FINGERS]
Shoot.

Okay.

Stan Musial, 1948.

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

Snider, Paige,

Berra, Robinson, Lemon, 1949,

Campanella, Stengel,
Williams, '50,

Ford, Mantle, Mays,
Reese, Rizzuto, '51,

Spahn, Garagiola,
Hodges, Slaughter,

Doby, Crosetti, '52, Minoso,
Rosen, Fox, Kluszewski, '53...

Stop!

What, you don't want the money, what?

Listen, chief,
I can't type that fast.

But let me place this order
over the phone, right quick, okay?

Okay, wait.

37 seconds, ready, go.

[BEEPING]

Better hustle.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, what?
This is Willard.

Yeah, uh, I got this guy here
who's got a wish list so long

I can't get it
on the board fast enough.

Uh, so I'm calling it in.
Is that okay?

No, no, it's not okay. Eli went home.
Call back tomorrow.

Uh, listen, pal,
can you come back tomorrow?

I'll get your list.

[BEEP]

Sure, I'll come back tomorrow.

But no bonus.

Weak.

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

[TAPE REWINDING]

MacGYVER:
...seconds, ready, go.

[BEEPING]

[REWINDING]

...seconds, ready go.

[BEEPING]

[TESTING BEEP TONES]

[BEEPING]

Mama Colton,
I've got a phone number.

Can you get an address for me

from one of your friends
at the phone company?

Hmm.

Yeah, that would be
Lucinda at this time.

5-5-5

8-1-7-2.

Wendy, are you okay?

I hope you told the cops
where to find these guys.

I wanted the whole
collection, Reilly.

What is this?

It's the bat,

and one of the balls from
Reggie's home runs in the '77 series.

It's a sin you're even near 'em.

You'll get the rest of the collection
when she's out of this place.

Look at this.

He comes in here and he
tells me how it's gonna be.

No respect.

That's my deal.
Take it or leave it.

Oh, so you want to
play games with me, Reilly.

MARSH:
Turn it on.

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

Do it!

No! Let me go.

[WENDY SHRIEKING]

Don't move, Reilly.

Let me go!

- Don't hurt her.
- Now, that's better.

Now, that sounds like
you have a little respect.

MARSH:
Where is the collection?

WILLARD: We're not gonna
keep askin' you, pal.

You want your daughter
to keep her fingers or not?

[WENDY SOBBING]

All right.

I'll tell you where the rest of the
stuff is, but you have to let her go.

WILLARD:
Now he's gettin' smart.

All right, where is it?

MARSH:
Come on.

Quit stallin'!

I said, where is it?

The rest of
the stuff's in my car.

He's gonna kill us anyway, Dad.

Not unless Dad is lying
and the collection isn't there.

Oh, right, you're a
real man of your word.

All right,
go with him and get it.

- Am I glad to see you.
- Oh, really?

I'm sorry. I panicked.

All right, listen. I'll try and
get 'em away from Wendy.

You be ready to grab her
and move out of here, okay?

Yeah.

[MACHINE HUMMING]

Go and see what
that's all about.

[GROANING]

[WILLARD GRUNTING]

Come on, move.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

WENDY: Nail him, Dad!
Whack him!

[GROANING]

You okay?

Yeah. Marsh went
up the stairs. Get him.

- Where's Reggie's ball?
- Marsh has it.

I've got to get it.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[GRUNTING]

Novis! Pull one
to the scoreboard!

Nice pitch.

Nice hit.

MAMA COLTON: Thanks
to MacGyver and Wendy,

I don't have to call
my boys and tell them

I lost their collection.

Novis, are you positive
that my boys' baseball cards

are gonna be safe
in your museum?

Oh, they're gonna be safe.

And they're gonna be
enjoyed by thousands of people

until you decide
you want 'em back.

Mrs. Colton,

I read the first book, Mrs. Colton.
It was real good.

Ricky, I want you
to meet Novis Reilly.

- The real Novis Reilly?
- Yeah, son.

The real Novis Reilly.

I used to work for
the Reilly Fan Club

before you stopped it.

Do you think I could get your
autograph? I've got $30 saved.

How much does he want,
MacGyver?

I don't think
he wants anything, Ricky.

Except for you to share
his love for the game.

Give me your ball, son.

MacGyver's absolutely right.

Your appreciation of the
game's payment enough for me.

NOVIS: It took me
a lifetime to learn, but...

There are some things it's
just not right to put a price on.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[PLAYERS CHATTERING]

[PLAYERS SHOUTING]

[COACH SHOUTING
IN RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Hey.

[LAUGHING]
Hey, MacGyver!

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

- How are you, my dear friend?
- Good.

You know, this, uh, this
Phoenix organization of yours, eh,

it is very efficient.

You are in charge of all
international relations, eh?

Well, lots of countries,
lots of athletes. It's not easy.

Ah, we're just glad that
we could be a part of it.

Oh, MacGyver,

you and me, we were
the first to invent glasnost.

I have somebody for you to meet.

You have heard
of Nikolai Rostov?

Are you kidding?
Of course.

Yes.

Well, every scout in
the National Hockey League

is with us everywhere.

I mean, they won't even
give us a chance to practice.

They keep saying,
"Oh, Nikolai, can we talk?"

They keep saying,
"Nikolai, can we make a deal?"

Oh! Wait.

Nikolai!

[CALLING IN RUSSIAN]

This is my very, very
dear friend MacGyver.

- I've told you about him.
- Yes!

We will be great roommates,
dude!

Roommates?

Oh, I, uh, I have this
list of, uh,

all Americans who volunteered to
take, uh, athletes into their home.

Here. Here, here's
your name, right here.

Where'd you get these?

Oh, from, uh,
from the hospitality booth.

Uh, they gave me a tag.

They gave me list.

They gave me apple juice.

Is it mistake?

N-No, no, it's not a mistake.

Then I change, okay?

I come back.

Take your time, Nikolai.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
All athletes are reminded

that the international
cafeteria is now open.

Your identification tag will
be sufficient for admission,

and all food service
is free of charge.

The cafeteria hours will be
from 6:00 a.m. in the morning

to 8:00 p.m.
in the evening.

Antonio Munez, please call
Jerico Games operator 26.

Antonio Munoz, please call
Jerico Games operator 26.

- Hi.
- WOMAN: Hi.

Can you tell me who's
handling athlete housing?

Oh, sure, I'll go get her.

Ellen?

Ellen?

It's been a long time, MacGyver.

Ellen Stewart?

I'd say so.

How long?

20 years.
High school graduation day.

Wha...

What? Look at your face!

Have I changed that much?

Um, just for the better.

Good answer.

What are you doing here?

Uh, same thing as you.
Helping out.

Athletic housing,
among other things.

Come on, let's take a walk.

You know, wait a minute.

You signed me up to host
Nikolai Rostov, didn't you?

I couldn't resist. I saw your
name on the sponsor list

and, uh, I thought the maneuver
might get me around to see you.

It wouldn't have taken
half that much, you know.

I can make other arrangements,
if you'd like.

Ellen, it's okay.

Turning my life upside-down

has always been one of
your specialties as I recall.

Ooh, I like that.
It makes me sound powerful.

What have you been
doing all these years?

What have I been doing?

Well, I've been with Jerico
Broadcasting for the past eight years.

I started in
the makeup department,

then I moved to
merchandising, business affairs,

and finally public relations.

Very impressive.

Yep. No more poor
little clinging vine

who cried for months
after we broke up.

[LAUGHING]

Oh, come on,
it wasn't that bad, was it?

Oh, are you kidding?
I was devastated!

Ellen, it was high school,
I was an 18-year-old kid.

MacGyver, stop.

I've had 20 years
to get over you.

Okay, not exactly over you.

You're still one of
my favorite memories.

Thanks.

The feeling is very mutual.

Well, um,

I shouldn't keep
Nikolai waiting.

I guess.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

You know, it's like holding
a memory in my hand.

I don't want to let go.

NIKOLAI:
This is where you live?

On boat?

Uh, yeah. This is it.

You have TV and VCR!

And cassette player!

Radical!

We can rent American videos?

This is how I learned
to speak English.

Well, yeah, sure.

In fact, why don't you take
the cassette up to your room.

You are so righteous!

Where to, MacGyver?

Why don't you take
the bedroom upstairs.

I'll sleep down here.

What they told us about
Americans before glasnost,

about how all of you
are selfish monsters,

is totally bogus.

Well, I guess, dudes are
dudes all over the world.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Oh, I forgot to give you
your official housing packet.

Think you can stand me
twice in 20 years?

Three times if pressed.

Listen, before Nikolai settles in,
I found another host family.

So you're off the hook
if you want to be.

No, no, that's okay.
We're good buddies already.

Uh, "chilled to the max,"
I think he said.

He has a way with language,
doesn't he?

Uh, yeah.

[ROCK MUSIC
PLAYING ON STEREO]

♪ Waiting for an angel ♪

E-Excuse, please!

I thought it was just us guys.

Did you need something, Nikolai?

I forgot to ask,
where are towels?

Under the sink.

Check.

Oh, by the way, if you
look at the schedule,

you'll see there's a photo session
at 1:00 this afternoon,

and you're responsible
for getting Nikolai there.

Yes, ma'am.

Look, why don't you join us?

We can catch up on each other.

Thought you'd never ask.

Tomorrow, 1500 athletes
from 45 nations

will begin competition in
the first annual Jerico Games,

brainchild of broadcasting
maverick, Ralph Jerico.

With me now is Nikolai Rostov,

reputedly the world's number
one amateur hockey player.

- Welcome.
- Thank you. I am happy to be here.

Nikolai, the question
that's on everybody's mind,

is there any truth to the rumor
that you're planning to sign

with the Los Angeles Kings
right after the Jerico Games?

Uh, no comment.

All I'm thinking right now
is competing for my country.

So, tell me what you do
at the Phoenix Foundation?

Oh, I'm kind of a
troubleshooter, I guess.

They ask me to go someplace,
I do what I can to help.

MacGyver,
I have never known anyone

who could make such
a mystery of everything.

- No, no, no.
- [LAUGHING] Yes.

I'm not trying to be
mysterious about it.

It's just that what I do is...

Well, it's tough to explain.

Sounds lonely.

Is it?

Sometimes, yeah.

So, is there, uh,
anybody in your life now?

There is a girl.

She's on assignment for Phoenix.

Serious?

Well, I think
about her, but, um...

[LAUGHING]
...serious? I don't know.

MacGyver, you are pulling back,
just like always.

Why can't you just go for it?

Make the commitment?

I don't know.

I mean, a part of it's because

when I was a kid,
everybody that I loved died.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

My dad, Grandma,
my best friend, they all died.

I didn't die.

No.

But by the time I met you in high school,
I'd already started to run.

Now come on,
what about you? Married?

[SIGHING]
Three times.

Not a big success in
the matrimonial department.

MacGyver,

I'm glad you explained
things to me.

You know, all these years,

I thought I'd done
something wrong.

You?

No, it wasn't you.

It was me.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[LAUGHING]

What?

- What?
- Do...

Do you remember Boneless Barton?

Boneless...
Oh, Boneless Barton?

The guy that could
turn himself inside out?

He used to walk
across the gym floor

with his legs
wrapped around his neck.

Oh, he gave me the willies.

I liked him.

I missed you.

WOMAN: 14 stationary,
nine platform, and 15 remote units.

All right.
How many cameras total?

Uh, 38.

They'll cover all the venues and the
opening ceremonies for this afternoon.

Good.

Very good job.

I do my best.

You certainly do.

I even made our reservations
for Sun Valley.

Oh.

Are you sure
your boss can let you off?

No problem.

I've got him wrapped
around my little finger.

Don't ever count on that.

[KNOCKING]

- You got 'em?
- Yes, sir.

So...

It's true.

Yeah.

You know, I'm... I'm
really sorry, Mr. Jerico.

Look,
I don't want your sympathy.

I want his name.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Opening day press credentials

may be picked up in
room A at the Sports Arena.

Energy.

Nikolai, do you have
any idea what's in those?

- No.
- Neither does anyone else.

It's weak!

Nikolai, MacGyver.

I wanted you two to be
the first to have these.

NIKOLAI:
Jerico Games pin!

I designed it. You like it?

It's way cool!

Oh, oh, Nikolai...

My office phone number.
Any problems, you call me.

I like her.

Uh-huh.

- Let me do that.
- Thanks.

Still the artist, huh?

Uh, yeah, well, I only lasted
one semester at the Art Institute.

How come?

My father left us about a
year after we graduated.

He married a blonde
five years older than me.

She must have been expensive,

because she needed
all my college money.

Sounds like you
had a rough time.

I survived.

JERICO:
Ellen!

Come on, let's go.

I said come on, let's go.

Hey, wait a minute,
what's going on here?

- Stop it!
- I wouldn't.

Do you know who I am?

I'm Ralph Jerico.

And you don't want to
mess with me, friend.

And you certainly don't
want to mess with my wife!

Your wife?

Now you know, Ace.

Stay away.

Come on, Ellen.

What...

So just go through the
parking lot and take a right,

you'll hit the bike path.

You did not know she
was Mrs. Jerico, did you?

No, I didn't.

You want me to stay?

You need to talk man-to-man?

No, thanks.
Go have a good time.

MacGyver.

I think I owe you an apology.

You lied to me!

I didn't exactly lie.

You let me think
that you were divorced.

What do you call that?

You're right.
And I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you,
I swear!

I just wanted to reminisce
about us being happy.

I didn't know I'd still
feel the same way about you.

But why would you
string me along like that?

You are a married woman.

He is not a nice man, MacGyver.

Your husband did that?

He'd never do it to his Picasso,

but then I'm one of
his minor possessions.

Wh... Why would you
stay with a guy like that?

I mean, wh-- what is it?
Money?

In a funny way, yes.

A man that rich
can always find you.

And he always will.

He's violent, and I'm scared.

Mr. Jerico
wanted me to make sure

that you meet him at the studio
before the opening ceremonies.

How dare you follow me?

I do what I'm told.
Let's go.

Hey, whoa!
Wai-- Wait a minute here!

Hey, no offense, fella.

I'm just doin' my job, okay?

[GRUNTING]

ELLEN:
No! Please, don't!

Stop it!

I'll go.

Well, I'm real happy
to hear that, ma'am.

[CLEARS THROAT] I'll send
a driver around for your car.

I'm looking for Ellen Jerico's office.
Where is it?

Do you have an appointment?

Never mind.

Hey, wait a minute!
You can't go...

Sir, sir!

I don't believe it!

Who do you think
you are coming in here?

- I'm lookin' for your wife.
- Why?

I want to make sure she feels
free to report a wife beater.

MacGyver, I'm late for
the opening ceremonies.

Ellen, Sir Galahad here
says I beat you.

Do I?

No. Of course not.

Ellen, you don't have to lie.

JERICO: [LAUGHING]
That's right, Ellen.

Why don't you try
something new, huh?

Don't lie.

Let's just go.

You're in over your head,
high school sweetheart.

Stay out of it.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

"Press play."

NIKOLAI:
Dear MacGyver,

I have gone to opening
ceremony with coach.

Please, would you
videotape broadcast? 3:00.

Your best friend, Nikolai.

Why not?

MAN:
That was Pierre Buffeau,

assistant secretary-general
of the United Nations.

And heading to the VIP box,
behind Senator Rawlings,

the Honorable Nigel Worthington,
British ambassador,

who with dignitaries
from all over the world

are now taking their seats

for the formal opening
of the Jerico Games

and the dramatic lighting
of the Friendship Torch.

Oh, there's Vladimir Korinski,
Soviet ambassador.

Hello, Mr. Ambassador, Vince King
from JBN television news.

Tell me, sir,
some people have said

the Jerico Games represent
the dawning of a new era

of friendship and cooperation
between the great nations of the world.

Especially after the recent political
upheaval in Eastern Europe. You...

...vision news. Tell me, sir,
some people have said

the Jerico Games represent
the dawning of a new era of...

What?

- Mr. Jerico!
- Yes.

Would you like to say anything
to our viewing audience at home, sir?

Uh, well,
I'd just like to say how...

How proud I am.

How--How proud we all should be

that these fine athletes
from all over the world

have gathered here to compete,

as all nations should compete,
on the playing field.

Would you care to make any
predictions on the final medal count?

[LAUGHING]
No. No predictions,

except to say that everyone
who came here is a winner.

Jerico!

[ELLEN SHRIEKING]

ELLEN:
No! No!

- [PEOPLE CLAMORING]
- ELLEN: Oh, my God!

Somebody call an ambulance!

Ralph! Ralph!

Oh, my God, he's dead!

He's dead!

All units, we've got a 187
here at the ice arena.

Stand by for
suspect description.

Is there anyone here who
can describe the suspect?

It was MacGyver.

[EXCLAIMING IN RUSSIAN]

[GUN FIRES]

[GUN FIRING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[POLICE SIRENS APPROACHING]

Nikolai!

Nikolai!

There he is!
That's the suspect! Get him!

- Freeze!
- What? Why?

[GRUNTING]

You're under arrest for
the murder of Ralph Jerico.

No, no, that's wrong!

Somebody was shooting
at a Soviet athlete.

Cuff him.

Come on, guys, please!

Find Nikolai Rostov.

He had to see the killer.

His life's in danger!

- Save your breath, pal.
- All right, listen to me.

At least let me
talk to Captain Kiley.

Kiley's on vacation.
Look, save it for your lawyer.

This isn't about me!

Rostov saw something.
They'll go after him!

Yeah, okay, in the car.
Just watch your head.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Okay, break it up, folks,
it's all over.

Bill Norton, Evening Tribune.
I hear you got a suspect in custody.

Just give us a break.
Move away, all right?

POLICEMAN: Please stay back,
away from the car.

Beat it, Norton. I got a
crime scene here right now.

Come on, folks,
let's go, show's over.

Come on, move it on, move it on,

let's go, let's get
that truck out of here!

Read what?

Dispatch. The 187 suspect

has escaped from the
fourth complex parking lot.

I repeat, we got an
escape of a 187 suspect.

I want a Code 100 on
the sports arena complex.

I repeat, I want a Code 100
on the sports arena complex.

[RAIN PATTERING]

Just like clockwork.

Yeah.

We got a little problem, though.

The Russian kid, he saw me
takin' off the mask.

Nikolai? He saw you?

Yeah, I tried to pop him,
but he got away.

[SIGHING]

Well, maybe it's not
such a problem.

He doesn't know who you are, and
he'll be back in Russia in three days.

He could put me away for life
if the cops get ahold of him.

I think we ought to shut him up.

Hey, he is just a kid.

Look, I'll take
care of it, okay?

You don't have to worry
your pretty little head...

Don't you ever touch me again.

We are business partners
and that's it.

Okay, so what about the kid?

He's got my phone number.
He'll call.

How do you know?

Men really are stupid,
aren't they?

[MAN CHATTERING ON TV]

MAN [ON TV]: ...Miss Ellen Jerico,
who was so shockingly widowed

only hours ago.

ELLEN:
I want to thank everyone

for the tremendous
outpouring of sympathy

which has given me
the strength to continue.

And the status of the Jerico Games?
Will they be cancelled?

No, no, they will
resume tomorrow,

not only as a memorial
to my husband,

but as a symbol
of man's eternal quest

to rise above such
needless hate and violence.

Let's hope
the message gets through.

I want to make a personal appeal

to one of our Soviet athletes,
Nikolai Rostov,

who is missing and was
last seen leaving the stadium,

apparently in a state of shock.

Nikolai, please,
if you hear me, call me.

I'll be waiting for your call.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[SIGHS]

[TAPE REWINDING]

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

GLORIA:
Hi, Ellen? Gloria.

I'm sure you and Ralph are on
the way to the stadium by now.

Just wanted to wish you luck.

See you at the party.
Ciao.

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

ARNOLD:
Arnold Foster, Ellen.

Gwen and I saw it all
on television.

If there's anything we can do,

please call.

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

NIKOLAI:
Hello, Mrs. Jerico?

It's--It's Nikolai.
I don't know what to do.

He was wearing a mask
to look like MacGyver.

Miss Ellen?

Miss Ellen?

I call back.

[RECEIVER HANGING UP]

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

MacGyver?

I can't believe it, Ellen.
I just can't believe it.

What are you talking about?

This!

You set me up!

And you faked the bruises, too,
to get me goin', didn't you?

Not exactly.

The bruises were real enough.
They just faded,

so I used makeup
to bring them back.

Ralph Jerico really
was a brutal pig.

Why me?

I mean, we were friends.

Hey! It was high school,
remember?

We were just kids.

And we weren't friends,
I loved you!

And you threw me away.

Ellen, we were 18 years old.

People don't know what
they want when they're 18!

Oh, well, that's my mistake.

I guess that
explains everything.

Do you know what,
when you walked out on me,

it all started.

First you, then my father,
then three husbands.

The first one was stupid.

The pinnacle of his earning
capacity was about $200 a week,

which he wisely invested
in liquor and a motorcycle.

The second was a stockbroker.

I woke up one day to find
he'd left for parts unknown,

taken everything but the debts.

Which brings us to Ralphie,

who liked young blondes
and wife-choking.

I got tired, MacGyver.

Why didn't you just divorce him?

Prenuptial agreement.

I would have been left
with nothing, like always.

Ralphie was also a cautious pig.

I got to call the police.

It's always so easy for you
to throw me away.

[DIAL TONE]

Hey,

put it down.

New boyfriend already?

He's just a private detective
Ralph hired to watch me.

It wasn't hard to convince him
to turn the tables on Ralph.

Actually,
I got the idea of a double

when I saw your name on the
Jerico Games list a few months ago.

[PHONE RINGING]

Wait outside.

Let's go, handsome.

Hello?

Miss Ellen?

Are--Are you machine?

No, no.
It's me, Nikolai.

I saw killer!

They tried to kill me, too.

Nikolai, calm down.
Everything's going to be okay.

I don't know what to do.

You're going to meet me.
Do you have any money?

- Yes.
- ELLEN: Good.

I want you to find a taxi.

You tell him to drop you off
in front of JBN studios.

I'll meet you out front.
And Nikolai, come alone.

Don't trust anyone.

JBN, alone.

I got it.
Thank you, Mrs. Jerico.

Why you are doing this?
I don't understand.

Hey, put it this way, kid,

you're just in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

Ellen,

I can't believe
you planned this.

Oh, I didn't count on it
turning out this way.

Yeah, her idea was you'd
only do 10 to life for murder.

[LAUGHING] How do you figure 'em?
I don't even try anymore.

All right. In here.
Come on.

Over there.

NIKOLAI: Incinerator?
What they are doing?

Ellen, don't do this.

It's your fault.

It all started with you,
MacGyver.

And this is where it ends.

I'll be in my office.

Ellen. Ellen!

Your grudge is against me.
Not Nikolai.

Sometimes
innocent people get hurt.

I should know.

[DOOR CLOSING]

Hey, what can I say?

She's gonna make me a rich man.

Inside.

[WHIRRING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

You okay?

Is that American sense of humor?

Sure, I'm not bad, for a guy
who's going to be toast.

Oil!

[CLICKING]

Get to the back!

[ROARING]

Nikolai,
help me with this grate!

Forget it!

We are dead, yes?

Not yet.

Hurry!

MacGYVER:
Hand me that rod!

MacGyver, hurry!

[WHIRRING]

We did it, MacGyver, we did it!

No, not quite.

Maybe if we try to kick it open!

No, no, that won't work.

Nikolai.

Give me the drawstring
off your sweats.

Come on.

REESE:
Dumb, Ellen.

Really dumb, leavin'
this stuff layin' around.

MacGyver and Nikolai,
are they...

Yeah.
They ought to be by now.

I'll check 'em
when I get rid of this stuff.

[LAUGHING]

I'll meet you downstairs.

[METALLIC GRATING]

[CLANKING]

[METALLIC SQUEAKING]

All right, there's a phone
around the corner. Call the police.

9-1-1, it's automatic.

[DOOR OPENING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

I can't seem to get you
out of my life, can I?

Let me have it, Ellen.

Oh, that's right.
You hate guns, don't you?

So do you.

Right, the good old days.

"Students for gun control."

This is the real world,
MacGyver.

Ellen,

you need help.

I know some people.

You don't care about me.

You care about yourself.

You care about
rights and justice.

You care about gun control and
the environment, but not me. No!

Never me!

Ellen, I'm sorry.

I did not mean to hurt you.

You never loved me, did you?

[SCREAMING]
Did you?

Ellen,

I cared about you.

You're a liar!

Ellen,

we were two kids in high school.

Kids!

And you know I cared about you.

Shut up!

Shut up.

Shut up.

[ELLEN SOBBING]

Why couldn't you just love me?

[SOBBING]

We were the perfect couple.
Everybody said so.

Everybody said so.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

Ah, goodbye, my friend.

So much sadness.

Goodbye, Sergei.
It was good to see you.

Will Mrs. Jerico go to jail?

That's kind of a tough call
right now, Nikolai.

The judge ordered a
psychiatric hearing, but...

We'll see what happens.

Well, we must go.
The plane.

Give me five, dude!

Never forget, part of
gold medal belongs to you.

Well, thanks, Nikolai,
but you earned that.

Yes. That is why
I take it with me.

See you.

ELLEN: Everybody says
we're the perfect couple.

Forever and ever, Ellen.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

WILLIS: Welcome to
the Wasteland, MacGyver.

Put it in gear, drive
straight ahead for three miles

and the next living thing
you'll see will be me.

I made this audio tape
to keep you company

and to prepare you for the bad
news I've been accumulating

about the death of this land that
was once busy with living things.

God said, "Let there be life,"
and there was life.

Man said, "Let me develop,
use and consume everything I can

"without thinking
about the consequences,"

and this is the result.

Charming, isn't it?

Now you know where I've been
spending my time the last couple of years.

Hard to believe this was a
thriving community not too long ago.

Now it's just so much
arsenic and selenium.

So, you'd better
roll up your window.

Even breathing is hazardous
to your health here.

Take a good look, MacGyver.

This is what I believe is going to
happen to the town of Maple Ridge

if Bartlett City Development
becomes a reality.

Any wonder I'm so worried?

WILLIS: Evidence of decreasing PCB,
dioxin and solvent levels.

Arsenic and selenium present.

Heavy concentrations.

[SIGHS]

Radioactivity.

[GEIGER COUNTER CLICKING]

76 millirads.

To think some of
my fellow humans

will say we don't need immediate
action to heal our environment.

Fools, every one of us.

[GRUNTS]

Loss of ground water has badly
eroded the land's subterranean structure.

[GRUNTS]

No telling how deep it goes.

[EXCLAIMS]

Talk about being
consumed by your work.

[PANTING]
Hang on, Willis.

Panic never solved anything.

WILLIS:
Help!

Help!

MacGyver!

Stay out!

No telling where it'll give!

[GRUNTING]

All right, hang on, Willis!

[WHIRRING]

[GRUNTS]

[WHIRRING]

Hang on, Willis!

I can't stop sinking.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Somehow,

in the corner of my mind
as I was going down,

I knew you'd show up.

You're always on time.

[PANTING]
Yeah.

You okay?

Fine, for a guy who just
took a toxic mud bath.

We better wash off
before we melt.

WILLIS: And then I got a little
show and tell for you on Bartlett City.

Melt?

[V.C.R. CLICKS]

WILLIS:
Bartlett City.

A dream or a disaster?

That depends on nature,
or to be more precise,

the aquifer system present
to support the development.

In this case, Bartlett City is going
to be built on a confined aquifer,

which has no recharge zone.

As the city grows,

human activities will disrupt
the natural equilibrium

affecting both the quantity
and quality of ground water.

As growth continues,

increased pollutants,
toxic materials,

less oxygen, more carbon PCBs

and dioxins are not far behind.

Plants start to die,

then animals,

then civilization.

The existing city of
Maple Ridge will die first

and Bartlett City will follow.

A landscape that once
looked like this

will become this.

A wasteland.

[TAPE REWINDING]

You know, the EPA report
in your file here

doesn't agree with your
little show-and-tell.

Exactly.

That's why I've arranged
your visit with Andrew Bartlett.

His land is a duplicate
of what this used to be.

Either Mother Nature
performed a miracle

or one of us is wrong.

That's why you have to
convince Bartlett

to stop building and have his
environmental studies re-evaluated.

I don't think he's gonna
like the sound of that.

I'd do it myself,

but I have to catch
a flight to Washington

to present my findings
at the Environment Conference.

I told Bartlett you'd be
at the work site by noon.

Well, what I know of Bartlett,

he doesn't sound like the type of guy
who listens much to people.

If he doesn't, 20 years from now they'll
be calling Bartlett City a ghost town.

BARTLETT:
This Phoenix guy, MacGyver,

what does he want
to see me about?

I thought those
environmental tests were done.

What's going on?

Phoenix is
a public interest foundation

that sticks its nose
in all kinds of places.

Does it have clout?

- Well...
- Uh, I did a little research.

It's, uh, well-respected by
uh, the media, uh, business,

uh, government
and mostly the public.

Yeah, well, we've got a dog and
pony show to do this afternoon

for the investors
out at the development site.

And I want it to go
as smooth as silk.

Can I count on you two?

Scott, put that back on my desk.

[EXHALES]

What are you doing in here
without a coat and tie?

[CHUCKLING] I didn't know
it was formal, Dad.

Business in an office
is always formal.

You gotta do what's
appropriate, Scott.

When I was young,
I had to wear those clothes.

You don't have to.
You understand?

Yes, sir.

You wouldn't wear farm clothes
to the White House, would you?

No. Not unless...

Not unless what?
Put your head up, Scott.

[SIGHS]

Unless, I was a farmer.

That's good.

I like that.

But you're not a farmer.

You're a Bartlett.

And that's got to mean something

and you've got to prove
it means something.

I sent you to the best schools.

You rubbed shoulders
with the best people.

You gotta prove to them
that you're a cut above.

You gotta show them that
you're something special. Okay?

Now, Laura knows that.

[SIGHS]

Um, Dad, do you want
to meet with this MacGyver?

Only if you and Scott can't figure
out how to make him go away.

Scott and I can handle him.

Good.

Oh, and Scott,

I want you to go out and get
yourself some decent suits.

And if I ever see you come
to a meeting dressed like that,

I'm gonna take that Porsche
away for a little while.

Yes, sir.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

Great guy, old Dad.

- Laura, I can't take it any...
- Shh.

Come in here.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[SIGHS]

I'm having second thoughts
about working against him.

[SCOFFING] Andrew Bartlett
charm's getting to you, huh?

He is still our father, Scott.

Doesn't bother you
he killed Mom.

Alcohol killed Mom, Scott.

Alcohol made it painless.

He kills everything he touches.

It's no accident Bartlett City's
gonna turn into a desert.

It's Dad's magic touch.

He'd make the world lifeless
as long as he could turn a profit.

[CHUCKLES]

The only way we can ever have
anything that we can call our own,

is to take it.

And that means taking
the company away from him.

MacGYVER:
Excuse me.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah, I'm looking
for the job supervisor.

Sis!

Someone wants to talk to you.

[SIGHING] Scott,
what are you doing?

You're supposed to be over at the
hospitality tent getting everything ready.

You'd better clean up and get
over there before Dad shows up.

Executive duties call.

Hi. I'm Laura Bartlett.

Um, you wanted to see me?

MacGYVER:
Yeah, my name's MacGyver,

I have an appointment
with Andrew Bartlett.

That's my father.
Your appointment's with me.

Dad asked me to discuss
your concerns with our project.

Okay.

Let's start with the
environmental impact reports

and this presentation tape.

Got it. Enviro-head.

What's the cause this month?

Well, our testing shows
that this development

could endanger the water table
for the entire area.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Excuse me.

Is he gonna be trouble?

Um, yes, I think so.

Then, the plan's a go.

Yes, it is.

Goodbye.

Sorry.

I tell you what, I'll take
a look at your tape,

and then you can buy me lunch.

Deal?

Deal.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

If you wanted to scare me,
MacGyver, that video worked.

But it's got nothing
to do with us.

These environmental reports
give us a clean bill of health.

The Wasteland Project was
set up to predict aquifer depletion.

Now, there's something wrong
with your reports

because that's exactly
what's gonna happen out there.

Every time we turn around,

there's another new
environmental theory

making life difficult
for business.

It can't be too good
for business

if you build a city where
there isn't enough water.

[SCOFFING]
So you say.

It's your reports against ours.

You know, I think I'd like to talk
to the agent who ran your tests,

this Simon Rogolf?

If you think it's necessary.

Sorry to interrupt,
Miss Bartlett.

- Is your name MacGyver?
- Yeah.

There's a phone call for you.
You can take it in the back room.

Okay, thanks.

- Excuse me.
- Sure.

[DOORS CLOSING]

Somebody said there was
a call for me back here?

I did. You're
gonna leave town,

and leave our jobs alone
or we gonna break you down.

Uh...

Don't you boys want
to talk about this?

Wrong answer.

[MEN EXCLAIMING]

[MEN GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

MacGyver.

What happened?

[GROANING]

Construction workers jumped me.

[SIGHS]

You wouldn't happen
to know who sent them?

Oh, come on.

Word gets around fast when people
think their jobs are being threatened.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'll live.

Maybe you should take
the warning seriously.

[SIGHS]

Maybe I should visit the guy
who made your EPA reports.

What was his name?
Rogolf, huh?

BARTLETT: And the infrastructure
of our city will support 15,000 people

with an ultramodern library,

and a school system with an elementary,
junior, and senior high school.

Not to mention
the Bartlett shopping mall.

And we expect 100% occupancy

within a year
of our completion date.

[PEOPLE APPLAUDING]

I guess he didn't go away.
That's MacGyver.

Hmm.

Well, it's been
a long day, folks.

How about some refreshments?

Come on over here.

Come on this way.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

And by the way, this pure,
crystal clear water

comes directly from our very
own on-site artesian wells.

Straight from the bosom
of Mother Nature.

Just one of the many features

that will contribute to a
return on your investment.

Mr. MacGyver.

Come join us, there's plenty
more water where this came from.

Well, there won't be, if you
move 15,000 people into the area.

Laura, honey, would you take
care of our guests for a little while?

Sure.

Excuse me.

LAURA: All right, are there any
questions concerning the financial...

My daughter said
you were difficult.

She's an excellent judge
of character, my daughter.

I'd like to talk to you about your
plans to develop Bartlett City.

Oh, from what I understand,
there's nothing to talk about.

We have documents to prove that
there's ample water supplies here.

Well, it depends on what
documents you're looking at.

Mine say otherwise.

[SIGHING] All right,
Mr. MacGyver.

Why are you trying
to destroy me?

Destroy you?

I'm trying to save you
from what could be a disaster.

Oh, I see. You came all the way
up here at the precise moment

my investors are having their
inspection tour to save me?

I'm not the problem here,
Mr. Bartlett,

just the messenger.

Now do you wanna
listen to me or not?

I talked to Mr. Rogolf, the
man who did your water tests.

He didn't run them according
to standard procedure.

All right,
so he was a little lazy.

You get that with
these local guys.

No. He manipulated
the results.

He ran his tests
after a heavy rain.

Just tell me,
did he violate any law?

No.

And were the permits filed
properly in a timely fashion?

Yes.

[SIGHING] If you'll
excuse me, Mr. MacGyver,

I think
this conversation is over.

Not if you are
as curious as I am

about the new car Rogolf got
a week after his report cleared.

All right, MacGyver,
what is going on?

Is this a shakedown, or what?

I'm just trying to get you to take a
look at what you might be creating here.

Look, I know what
I'm creating here.

I'm creating a beautiful city
with jobs and industry.

What are you creating?
Looks like trouble to me.

And I guarantee you, this whole
thing's gonna come down on you hard.

Oh, save the threats, will you?

I'm not going away.

[SIGHING]
Okay.

What will it take
to get you out of here?

Two hours of your time.

That's it, two hours?

That's it. I want to
show you something.

It's about 40 miles
away from here.

We can be there
and back in two hours.

All right.

Pick me up at 4:00.

Dad, why are you
bothering with him?

'Cause you didn't handle it.

- You all set?
- Yeah.

Hey, sis.

What's up?

Dad just left with MacGyver,
that's what's up.

Scott, MacGyver's more
trouble than I thought.

I mean, first, all that
contradictory test data,

now he's got his claws into Dad.

Laura, relax.

It's gonna be okay.
Everything's in place.

What do you mean,
"Everything's in place"?

I mean, suppose Dad lets
MacGyver run new tests.

Or suppose he doesn't
let him run new tests,

and MacGyver calls in the EPA.

And what if Dad finds out
that we paid off Rogolf?

Forget MacGyver.

Forget Dad.

They're not gonna be a problem.

I'm afraid of what he'll do.

I mean, I can't see taking over
the company behind his back.

I don't know why I ever
agreed in the first place.

Because we're both nowhere.

Because we're both knocking 30

and he still tells us
exactly what to do.

The way he's always
threatening to cut us off.

Huh? Huh?

Is that the way you want to
spend the rest of your life?

Begging for handouts?

Jumping every time
he says "boo"?

Not me, thank you very much.

I still can't
go through with it.

Too late, Sis. It's done.

What do you mean, "It's done"?

I can't take him putting me
down anymore, Laura, I can't.

Sometimes he says
something to me

and it's all I can do not
to start shaking like a leaf.

I'm tired of being afraid.

Scott, tell me,
what have you done?

I did it, Laura.

I could hardly work,
I was shaking so bad.

But I did it.

I did it for you and me.

You did what?

When MacGyver
checked into his motel,

I attached a bomb
to his odometer.

When it hits 55,

goodbye, Daddy.

And MacGyver.

How much further
to the laboratory?

Not too far.
Another couple of miles.

I got to hand it to you,
MacGyver, you're a real salesman.

What's that?

Your sales technique.

Videotape.

Tours across a wasteland.

So, I'm getting to you, huh?

I can't believe
this used to be a meadowland.

Yeah, it's scary, isn't it?

[MOANING]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[GRUNTING]

BARTLETT:
Ow, my leg.

[GROANING]

What's going on?

BARTLETT:
Ow!

Ah, my leg.

Let me see that.

[GROANING]

Need to get
some pressure on that.

[GROANING]
What happened?

Well, the second explosion
was the gas tank.

The first, was a bomb.

Are--Are you saying
someone tried to kill us?

Or one of us.

Oh, you?

Maybe.

Me?

Who'd want to kill me?

Someone who would
benefit from your death.

Oh, boy. My company's family owned.
Nobody'd want to kill me.

You got to be wrong.

There's got to be something
wrong with that van.

Mr. Bartlett, it was a bomb.

What?

- [WHIRRING]
- SCOTT: Laura?

What are you doing?

Destroying everything that
has to do with our takeover plan.

Good.

Do you think Dad's dead?

I know what you know, Laura.

What happens if he isn't?

We're gonna take a ride.

To make sure.

I don't want to.

Sometimes you have to do
unpleasant things, Laura.

Dad taught us that.

[BARTLETT GROANING]

MacGYVER: All right, come on.
Sit down for a while.

All right,
your bleeding's worse.

- This is as far as you go.
- Oh, come on, I can keep going.

You can try to keep still
and stay conscious.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

- You make it sound so serious.
- It is serious.

You've lost a lot of blood.

If I don't get you to a doctor
in the next couple of hours,

you could die.

This place, it feels dead.

I don't even hear a cricket.

Well, there aren't any.

Yeah, yeah, your Wasteland.

Yeah? This is a hell
of a place to die.

You think somebody out there's
trying to tell me something?

Well, life has a way
of making its points.

This dead, desolate place,

you think this is what I do.

I think you're like
a lot of people.

You can't see the trees because
you're too busy cutting down the forest.

Huh, you don't pull
any punches, do you?

No, it's too late for that.
There's too much at stake.

Well, what do we do now?

Well, you're gonna keep still
and try to stay conscious.

I'm gonna build a fire, then make it
to the lab, and radio for a chopper.

We gotta get you to a hospital.

[TIRES SPINNING]

Oh, great.

What are we gonna do now, Scott?

[GRUNTS]

Walk.

Where?

Down the road.

Laura,

we have to make sure.

Attagirl.

[DOOR CLOSING]

[BARTLETT MOANING]

You know, you may be right,
MacGyver.

I may be too busy
to see the trees.

Is my little tour
getting to you?

Yeah.

I must be delirious.

You know what went through
my mind, just now?

I actually asked myself,

that bomb could have been
a gift from one of my kids.

How's that for a guilt trip?

Well, maybe there's
something to that.

No, no way.

I made my kids strong.
They're...

They're winners.
They're part of me.

I started out with nothing.

I'm no wasteland, MacGyver.

Um, concentrate
on staying awake.

Keep pressure on your leg,
but try not to move around.

The lab's only
about a mile away.

I'll get back as soon as I can.

BARTLETT:
Okay.

- Can you see anything?
- No.

Can't we just go
back to the car?

Not until we take
care of business.

Tell me this is a dream, Scott.

Tell me this isn't
really happening.

Come on, sis.

Are you forgetting our heritage?

When the going gets tough,

the tough get going.

At all costs.

[RADIO STATIC CRACKLING]

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

I have a man with
life-threatening injuries.

I need help.

[RADIO STATIC CRACKLING]

Does anybody hear me out there?

A storm. Great.

You go look.
I can't.

They're not here.

Blood.

Can't be far away.

[CLICKING]

Come on, Laura.

[BARTLETT MOANING]

No! No.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[PANTING]

SCOTT:
Campfire.

It's got to be them.

Come on.

Let's get it over with.

Dad?

Scott?

Is that you?

Oh, thank God, you're here.

SCOTT:
Dad, you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

LAURA:
Dad.

What's this all about?

Consider it a hostile takeover.

The bomb?
You planted the bomb?

Yes, Dad. Me.

But you're tough, aren't you?

- Give me the gun.
- Stay where you are.

What's gotten into you?

All your lessons about life
are finally taking a hold.

Are you in on this, too?

Answer him, Laura.

We just couldn't
take it anymore.

Couldn't take what?

You.

I pushed you kids hard

because life doesn't
cut any breaks.

I pushed you kids hard because
I wanted you to be somebody.

I am somebody, Dad.

Always have been.

I wasn't anybody you liked.

Anybody you respected.

You know why you push?

I just figured it out.

Because for all your talk
about being number one,

the big guy, one cut above,

you're still a kid
with holes in his shoes

trying to be good enough

to fit in with the kids
from across the tracks.

Like you said,

I didn't grow up
with holes in my shoes,

so I don't have that problem.

- [COCKING GUN]
- Scotty, don't.

[LAURA GRUNTING]

[PANTING] Scott,
we can work this out.

Too late for that.

I want you to know
that I understand.

I can change.

Sorry, Dad.

[WHIRRING]

BARTLETT: Oh, God.
What have I done?

Scott,

Laura, I--I love you both.

I don't want to hear it.

Scotty, we can't do this.

[LAURA GRUNTS]

- Scott, listen to her.
- No.

The only thing
you love is power.

- [COCKING GUN]
- Power...

and profit.

Scotty, don't!

[GUN FIRING]

[LAURA EXHALING]

BARTLETT:
No.

Laura!

She's dead.

[CRYING]
Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Laura's dead.

[BARTLETT SOBBING]

And you killed her.

It's your fault.

You killed her.

[COCKING GUN]

[WHIRRING]

[GUN CLICKING]

[GRUNTING]

REPORTER:
Mr. Bartlett,

have you talked to your son
since he's been incarcerated?

Yes, this morning.

Then you're planning
to stand by him,

even though he's responsible
for the death of your daughter?

Well, it was an accident
and he's my son.

And if any of you are parents,
I suspect you'd do the same.

What about Bartlett City?

Rumor has it you're
abandoning the project.

Well, based on the
newest ecological data

provided by
the Phoenix Foundation,

I've determined that the
site is no longer suitable

for commercial venture.

Uh, we're looking
at other alternatives.

I knew you'd get through
to him, MacGyver.

- REPORTER:
Mr. Bartlett, sir, if you don't mind...

Sorry, folks, but that's
gonna be the end of it.

One more question, please.

What's next?
The new sports arena?

No, my next project
is a very personal one.

I'll be setting up
a memorial trust

in memory of my daughter to fund
a local family counseling center.

It'll be the kind of a place
where families with problems

can come to work out
things in a very

loving and caring environment.

REPORTER:
Thank you, Mr. Bartlett.

[REPORTERS CHATTERING]

What do you think?

He's trying.

That's all we can expect
of anyone, huh?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CHATTERING STOPS ABRUPTLY]

On! Ten!

You beat, if you can.

[ALL CHATTERING]

MacGyver.

If he gets in the way, kill him.

BETH:
Okay, hand me the cup.

[DICE RATTLING]

[PEOPLE EXCLAIM]

On iki. Twelve.

Is yours.
You can keep.

You run like a yellow coward.

You know what I came for.

I'll stake all of this against
what you wear around your neck.

Or is Kurush afraid of a woman?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

[SIGHING]

Well, fair is fair,
right, big guy?

[SHOUTS]

All right.

Just hold it, big fella.
Fair is fair.

Let's keep it friendly.
What do you say?

Evet.

As you say. Friendly.

Evet. Evet?

Friendly!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROANS]

Get off me, you creep!

[GROWLING]

- Feelin' lucky?
- What?

[SHOUTING ANGRILY]

You've got to be MacGyver
from the Phoenix Foundation.

Right. Beth Webb?
Axford's assistant?

Yes. Let's make tracks.

Yes, ma'am.

[ALL SHOUTING]

This is great!

Professor Axford
spent the past 30 years

searching for the keys
to Alexander the Great's tomb.

Now maybe we have them.

You know, I always thought
Alexander was buried in Egypt.

In Alexandria.

So do most of the so-called
conventional thinkers.

Professor Axford is definitely
not one of those.

The real problem is,

the workers think we've been
cursed by the Eye of Osiris.

But there's no proof
that it ever really existed.

Professor Axford says no one's
proved that it doesn't exist.

Well, he sounds like
a fascinating guy.

I'm looking forward
to meetin' him.

- [WORKERS SHOUTING]
- Hurry it up, you lazy clods.

I want this contraption
finished and rigged by 0600.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Beth, where the hell
have you been?

You should have
been here hours ago.

We ran into some trouble.

Never mind about that.
Did you get the medallion?

I promised I'd come through.
Didn't I?

Yes, it is just as I expected.

The Syrian medallion.

It wasn't easy.

This is Mr. MacGyver from
the Phoenix Foundation.

He helped me convince Kurush
to part with it.

The Phoenix Foundation?

Well, he must have brought
the Greek artifact

that pompous fraud,
Lord Keene, dug up.

Make yourself useful, girl.
Get the third piece.

I understand you're something
of an archaeologist.

Where did you study?

Well, uh, actually, I'm kinda,

self-taught.

Self-educated men usually have
fools for teachers.

Are you familiar with
Alexander the Great?

Well, he conquered Persia
and most of the ancient world,

about 320 B.C.

Well, I'm going to have to further
your education, Mr. Macgregor.

AXFORD: Ptolemy was one of
Alexander's three most trusted generals.

He buried this at Siwa.

The last time these objects
were together

was more than 2,200 years ago.

When our three generals sealed
Alexander in his tomb,

with the Eye of Osiris.

Now, how do you know that?

I have it on the best authority.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

AXFORD: Here we are,
the emperor's seal.

- Alexander?
- Yes, his last will and testament.

In it he says that the Oracle
from Siwa confirmed he was a god,

and entrusted him with the Eye.

- He took it on his march to Persia.
- And conquered the world?

No.

Alexander ordered Ptolemy
and the others to build a tomb

in these mountains using
Egyptian workers,

so he could keep
the Eye for eternity.

"The tomb shall be built

in the birthplace of the gods,

where the Eye fell to earth,

in the shadow of
the pillars of Osiris."

What are they?

Well, my guess is
an ancient temple.

Now, these, uh,

hieroglyphics describe
the legend of Osiris.

It tells of a heavenly battle
between Osiris and the evil god, Seth.

Osiris is killed, then reborn.

He dashes his eye
down from the sky,

bringing light to the world.

Legend says when the eye fell,

the earth sang and
the mountains danced.

Mmm-hmm, very melodramatic.

But I think this may be the key
to finding and entering the tomb.

Where's the flaming map, girl?

You put it in the trunk.

Anything to this eye being blue?

Nobody knows.

The ancient Egyptians
had dark eyes.

Why they decided to worship
a blue one is a mystery.

The, uh, the disc it's in.
Is that a sun symbol?

It's called an aton.

Only, I've never seen it
like this before.

It's upside-down. The rays
usually point the other way.

Just below it here, it says,

"To enter the tomb, you
must pay tribute to Anubis."

Anubis.

Um, judge of the netherworld.

That's right.

"To find the eye of Osiris,
you must find the keys of life.

But beware
the curse of the eye.

Woe to all but the pure of heart

who pass through
the maze of the eye,

for they shall be cursed
to wander blind

in the world of the dead forever."

Rubbish!

Poetry to scare off
tomb robbers.

[SIGHING]

Here's where we're
concentrating our search.

Frankly, I was lost
until my latest find.

I find that it fits in
with this line on the plaque.

"None shall find or enter
the tomb of Alexander

without the favor of Re."

Re? Um, Egyptian sun god.

Yes. We'll be waking him
first thing in the morning.

All right! Bring it up!

AXFORD:
What do you think of him?

- He's incredible.
- Mmm-hmm.

AXFORD: I believe
his temple below was put here

by the workers who built
Alexander's tomb.

As a landmark,
a signpost, if you will.

And that mason's tool,

the ancient Egyptian symbol
of builders and craftsmen,

pointed the way.

Which way is that?

As situated below,
the statue was facing west.

And ancient cultures believed the
Land of the Dead lay to the west.

[ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

Magnificent.

Nearly 2,000 years of history,
wiped out!

Can't you dunderheads
rig a simple hoist?

Of all the incompetence!

Do you have any idea
what you've destroyed?

[SHOUTING IN TURKISH]

It is the curse of the eye.

Here, let me see.

BETH:
What is it?

AXFORD: Some sort of marker
pointing to the temple below.

It certainly had nothing to do
with this accident.

BETH:
Well, something did.

Maybe the workers are right.

I'm beginning to think
we are cursed.

I don't think a curse did this.

Sabotage? But why?

Good Lord. The artifacts!

Get us out of here, quickly!

- Who are you?
- There is a universal truth.

He who has the gun
asks the questions.

Now, who are you, and why
are you interfering with my plan?

I left them in here.
I know it.

Well they're not here now.
Someone's walked off with them.

How could you leave
those artifacts unguarded?

Without them, we may as
well all go home, right now.

Well, I wouldn't pack
things up just yet.

Take a look here.

Hmm?

You can solidify things.
What do you think?

It'll never work. The weight of
the plaster will erase the image.

You're right.

Now, when the sugar dries, it should
make it hard enough to take a mold.

You imbecile.

I go to all the trouble of arranging
for MacGyver to join this expedition,

and you ruin everything.

You arranged it? But why?
Who are you?

Von Leer. Nikolaus Von Leer.

A famous name on
the black market.

You want the treasure
from Alexander's tomb like me.

The only treasure I want
is the Eye of Osiris.

Can't we work out some
arrangement? A partnership.

[GRUNTING]

We have the plaque,
and Alexander's will.

What do I want with them, when
I can't even read hieroglyphics?

- Or ancient Greek?
- But I can.

Perhaps you aren't
such a fool after all.

MacGYVER:
Okay, here goes.

- BETH: It worked.
- No, the images are faint.

[SIGHING]

Still, I suppose it'll have to do.

You know, we're still
working in the dark

without Alexander's will.
We've got to get it back.

I'll go and see if the guards have
any information about the thief.

You're welcome.

Dealing with people
isn't his strong suit.

Oh, give me a break.
He's pompous, arrogant and rude.

Why do you put up with him?

I have to.
He's my father.

I thought you said
your name was Webb.

Mom's maiden name.

She left him when I was little,
raised me in the States.

I saw him all of three times
when I was growing up.

When Mom passed away, I...

I begged him to let me
come on this expedition.

Trying to make up for lost time?

All he ever thinks about
is finding

Alexander's tomb and the Eye.

It's like he's possessed.

[SIGHING]

West. West.

Where you taking that thing?

Um...

I'd like to take the Sno-Cat
and check out an idea.

Well, you'd better take
Beth with you.

I don't think she's
feeling up to it.

- Is she sick?
- More like upset.

Don't you think you're a
little tough on her sometimes?

I treat her no differently
than any other colleague.

Why don't you try treating
her like a daughter once?

If Beth wants to
succeed in archeology,

she'll have to do it mentally,
not biologically.

All she wants is encouragement.

How I conduct this expedition and
my family life is none of your affair!

[WIND WHISTLING]

"The eye of Osiris fell.

The earth sang and
the mountains danced."

Mountains danced.

Yeah, of course.

Don't ever sneak
into my tent again, Von Leer.

It's preferable to
your father seeing us.

We don't him to discover
our partnership, do we?

I want you to keep me informed
of MacGyver's every move.

I only agreed to sell you
photographs of Alexander's tomb.

I'm no spy.

Perhaps we should dissolve
our partnership.

Simply repay the money
I advanced you.

But then, with all those debts
your poor, late mother left.

You know what you are, Von Leer?

A leech.

We both want the same things.

To see your photographs
published all over the world,

and to see Axford's face
when you steal his thunder.

[MAN TALKING IN TURKISH]

Beth? I'd like to
have a word with you.

What's wrong?

I want to apologize.

For the way
I've been snapping at you.

You see, I've spent my life
as an archaeologist.

Being a father is...

- [VEHICLE APPROACHING]
- ...new to me. I...

Where did you get off to?

I found a field of tektites
just west of here.

- Ah.
- Uh, rocks.

Fused by heat.

Well, there hasn't been any
volcanic activity here since the Ice Age.

No, not volcanic.
Something more powerful.

Powerful enough to
create the Eye of Osiris.

Will you please explain
what you're raving about?

I'll do better than that.
I'll show you. Come on.

Well done, MacGyver.

Very well done indeed.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

AXFORD: This is absolutely
preposterous, MacGyver.

How can these rocks of yours
help us find Alexander's tomb?

It's all in the legend.

"When the eye of Osiris fell, the
earth sang and the mountains danced."

That could be describing
a natural disaster.

Maybe the song
was something else.

- Such as?
- An explosion.

And seismic shocks

would sure make the mountains
seem like they were dancing.

- An earthquake?
- No. Uh-uh.

Tektites are fused rocks created
by entry burn and impact velocity.

- A meteorite.
- Exactly.

Here, take a look here.

See this depression?

From the way the crater's
blended into the terrain,

I'd say it hit
4 or 5,000 years ago.

Which is when
the legend began.

Yeah. And by the time
Alexander came around,

a few thousand years later,

the story had blown
into a full-scale religion.

All fits, doesn't it?

Ancient people would see a
meteorite as a sign from the gods.

So if we find
where the meteorite landed,

that's where we'll find
Alexander's tomb?

The crater's huge!
How can we search all of it?

Well...

Judging from the rim
of the crater,

the meteorite's impact point
would be right there.

Rim of the crater due
west would be right there.

Well, this is your western rim.

What now?

Well, you think those
could be the pillars of Osiris?

My God, they could be!

Get the equipment quickly,
and the artifacts.

AXFORD:
Pillars are manmade.

Perfectly camouflaged.

[WIND WHISTLING]

Look here.

Pupil of the eye.

Well, it looks like it
goes in quite a ways.

- Keyhole, perhaps?
- But what's the key?

Maybe you're
holding it in your hand there.

Of course.

"None shall find or enter the
tomb without the favor of Re."

[METALLIC CLANKING]

Well, so much for Re.

[BANGS]

[RUMBLING]

Why don't you do the honors,
professor?

We're the first people here
in over 2,000 years.

Isn't that on the plaque,
all that stuff?

It's called a djed.
The tree of life.

The bars on top represent
earth, air, fire and water.

The four elements.

[SHUTTER CLICKS]

Anubis.

Alexander!

After all these years.

VON LEER:
Congratulations, professor.

You too, MacGyver.

You played your role perfectly.

Hakim.

Him I know. Who are you?

You may recognize the name.
Nikolaus Von Leer.

- Von Leer.
- As in Erich Von Leer!

My dear departed brother,
thanks to you.

What's going on, Von Leer?
This wasn't part of our deal.

Deal?

Beth, what are you saying?

I agreed to sell him
photographs of the tomb.

Well, if he's anything like his brother,
he's after more than just pictures.

It was a simple matter
of combining my money

with her resentment of you,
old man.

And now, Mr. MacGyver,
if you'll kindly open the sarcophagus,

I'll take the Eye of Osiris.
And you, help him.

HAKIM:
It's empty!

I don't understand.

[RUMBLING]

Egyptian security system,
to trap intruders.

Well, I'd say it worked.

The room is sealed.

We're in danger of running
out of oxygen. We'll suffocate.

Then we'll simply reduce
oxygen consumption.

No! Don't hurt her.

Don't worry, old man.
You and MacGyver will soon join her.

All right now, wait a minute,
wait a minute. Just hold it.

I think I can find
a way out of here.

But you've got to agree
not to hurt these two people.

Let him try, please.

Very well, MacGyver.

You find a way out
and they'll live.

Professor,

didn't the plaque say
something about Anubis?

Yes.

It says, "To enter the tomb,
one must pay tribute to Anubis."

Tribute...

Tribute.

I'm waiting, MacGyver.

These are all different weights.

It just must be a matter of
finding the right one.

Here. Look at this.

Anubis.

Way to go, Beth.

Very good.

[RUMBLING]

You first, MacGyver,

in case our Egyptian friends
have more surprises waiting.

MacGyver, what do you see?

Is it Alexander's tomb?

I think you should come
see for yourself.

As Alexander himself said,

"This is what it means
to be a god."

Sunlight.

That vein of quartz must run
straight to the surface.

HAKIM:
Von Leer!

[HAKIM GROANING]

I'm stuck.

Yes, so it would seem.

No!

We had a deal!

Of course. Alexander's
tomb is yours. Forever.

Well, I see you've inherited
your brother's sense of loyalty.

How long before we also
have a tragic accident?

That depends on
your cooperation.

Why should we help you?

I know your kind, MacGyver.
You're an optimist,

who believes wherever
there is life there is hope.

Now, your only
hope of surviving this

is to open that coffin.

Open that coffin, Von Leer,

and you may unleash something
the world isn't ready for.

I'll take that chance.

Or, I should say, I'll have
MacGyver take that chance for me.

[WATER TRICKLING]

I swear I didn't know what
Von Leer was up to.

I only made a deal
with him so that I could...

Make a fool of me.
Rob me of my discovery.

Yes, partly.

I needed the money.
Mom was s-sick before she died.

I didn't know.
Why didn't you ask my help?

- I...
- No, no.

Why should you?

Professor.

The djed symbolizes
the tree of life

and the rings, the elements
of nature, is that right?

The four elements, yes.

Come on up, professor, that way.

What is that?

That's fire.

And there's water.
Two of the elements.

If I understand
the riddle on the plaque,

these are two of the keys
needed to open that coffin.

Use the keys of life.
Of course.

The keys are the
four elements of nature.

But that's only two. Where are
the other two, earth and air?

Right there.

I think it takes all four
elements working together,

in order to get to that
lock mechanism.

First, fire.

Which heats the second element.

Water.

When it boils...

The air in the chamber above
cools the steam

so it condenses on
the top stone,

which is the fourth element,
earth.

AXFORD:
Alexander the Great.

Is that stone
what I think it is?

A stony meteorite

made of aluminum silicate and
titanium enters the atmosphere,

strikes the earth,
and you've got...

Corundum.

Sapphire, Miss Webb.

The biggest I've seen.

No wonder Alexander tried
to take it with him.

Von Leer, don't...

Another trap!

- We'll be crushed!
- I think that's the idea!

Professor,

the plaque said to get out
we have to go through a maze.

The maze of the eye.

[GASPING]

Give me the stone, Von Leer.

You want to be buried with it
for another 3,000 years?

There's our way out!

Come on!

Von Leer, no!

[LAUGHING]

VON LEER:
The Eye is mine!

[LAUGHING]

Run!

[ALL PANTING]

BETH:
Oh, what happened?

AXFORD: We're trapped
beneath that rock. Sealed in.

[MACGYVER GRUNTING]

AXFORD:
Keys of life.

[PANTING]

Well,

maybe they can
help us out of here, too.

[RUMBLING]

[GROANING]

Go! Get out!

[ALL PANTING]

[SIGHING]

Home safe and sound.

Thanks to you, MacGyver.

And everything you've worked
for is gone. Thanks to me.

I think it's time we put
the past behind us.

Besides, there are some things
that are better left buried.

You know, I read an essay once
by an archaeologist, who said

he wasn't interested in
finding artifacts and treasures.

He wanted to find the truth.

I wrote that.

Yeah. I know.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Hey!

What are you doin'?

He's got one way to go.
You take the bar.

Right.

[GRUNTING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Come on, sucker.
Come on, let's play.

[SCREAMING]

Duck!

[GRUNTING]

Dent?

MacGyver!

[EXCLAIMING]
Dent! Dent.

Never thought I'd be glad
to see you again.

Hey, people change.

[POLICE SIRENS WAILING]

Nice seein' you again.

No, wait! Hey! Dent!

- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Come in.

Hey.

What's that?

Eye drops.

I can see they're eye drops.
What's wrong with your eyes?

Nothing. Just, uh, lately they've
been itching a lot, that's all.

- Hey, nice work last night.
- Mmm.

MacGYVER:
Well, it's a biotoxin all right.

Yeah, it sure is.

And it's gonna be transshipped
across Europe to the Middle East,

where it will be developed into
bigger and better biological weapons.

I mean, that is sick.

How can anyone be greedy
enough to sell this stuff?

Well, when we find out who's
behind Bobby Bear Toys,

we'll be able to ask 'em.

Well, I've got Research digging
into that, even as we speak.

They said they'd have
something for us by tomorrow.

Good. See you then.

Later.

Hey, Dent!

Where'd you go last night?
I wanted to thank you.

Oh, I got a little nervous
when I heard the sirens.

I'm trying
to stay out of trouble.

Yeah? How's it goin'?

I'm clean.

That's good.

'Course, I've only been out
of the joint two days, but...

I wanted to ask a favor.

Go ahead.

I've gotta meet
my new parole agent,

and I was kinda wondering if...

You know, maybe if you could
come along with me.

You know, maybe vouch
that I'm not such a bad guy.

Oh, gee, uh...

Dent, am I really
the right guy for that job?

I mean, I...

I don't know you very well,

and what I do know is...

It sure would mean a lot to me.

...not so hot, I mean...

[SIGHING]

Yeah, okay.

Hop in.

[EXCLAIMING]

So, I did a lot of hard thinkin'
when I was in the inside.

And I realized I'm not really
a bad person or anything.

I just always hung around
with the wrong crowd.

Now it's gonna be different.

Now I'm gonna hang around
with good people.

You know,
people I can look up to.

You know, role-model types.

Like you.

I mean, you helped Cody
go straight.

Well, yeah, but that
wasn't really planned.

I mean, I just
happened to be there.

Yeah! Just like with me.

WOMAN 1: He said he
could meet with me tomorrow.

WOMAN 2: I think
it would be a good idea.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[PHONE RINGING]

TRAVIS:
Last call for Harding.

Douglas Harding!

MONTANA:
Forget Harding, Ed.

This is his second no-show.
Two strikes, he's out.

Scratch him. Hmm?

He's gone PAL.

Whatever happened
to three strikes?

I hope she's not my PA.

What's PAL?

Parolee At Large.

Dent, Earl.

Earl?

Okay.

Now we come to our long
list of parolees' do's and don'ts,

but with your record, I'm sure
you know it better than I do.

- Maybe if I can explain a little...
- Uh, thanks.

I already know
the victim routine.

Beg your pardon,
Ms. Montana?

Oh, how you were born on
the wrong side of the tracks.

How you never got an even break.

- Well, actually...
- Society owes you, am I right?

No! I don't think that at all.

Don't con me, Earl.

I may look naive,
but looks can be deceiving.

Well, maybe you should
take your own advice.

What do you think?

Look, Mr. MacGyver,

you gave your little
testimonial for Earl.

It was very nice.

Earl asked if you could sit
in on the interview. I said fine.

But if you persist
in prolonging this interview,

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to ask you to leave,

because as you can see, we are
a little understaffed around here.

You know, you haven't
listened to one word he's said.

Well, maybe I heard it before.

Well, maybe you haven't.

[SIGHING]
Okay.

What's on your mind, Earl?

Well, uh, just that I figured out
I'm responsible for--for me.

DENT: This time it's
gonna be different.

Uh-huh.

Got a job?

Well, I hit 10 places yesterday,
and I'm gonna hit another 10 today.

And what are your skills,
besides making license plates?

Got a place to live?

I'm lookin'.

So, once you go through your $200
gate money, if you haven't already,

that means you're either out on
the street or back with the old gang.

Am I right?

He can stay with me.

I can?

Yeah.

For a little while.

This is great!
Now all I need is a job.

You serious
about wanting a legit job?

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

I may have something for you.

You familiar
with the, uh, Chicken Habit?

Yeah, I am. Uh, I wrecked
their plastic chicken.

Well, they just opened up
a new location on 26th.

Hey, you can throw a little
restitution into the bargain.

Let me see.

[INAUDIBLE]

MONTANA: Okay. Just put
your John Hancock right here.

I'll tell them to expect you
first thing in the morning.

And, Dent, don't be late.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[COUNTRY ROCK PLAYING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[MAN WHOOPING]

MAN:
Come on, take it off!

Handle Bar.

Kluge. For you.

Yeah?

Dent showed up like you said.

I found out
where he's gonna be workin'.

DENT: Thank you, ma'am.
Come see us again.

Now, remember,
don't offer the ketchup.

- They gotta ask for it.
- Check.

So, you got any protein shakes?

Protein? MacGyver! Hey!

How you doin'?

- How do I look?
- You look...

You look good.

Derrick,

he's the assistant manager,

says that I'm a natural.

This sandwich
has dressing on it.

The kid ordered it dry.

Dad, I already ate
most of it. It's okay.

Shut up and let me handle this.

- But...
- Don't talk back to me, boy!

Let him go. I--I'll get
you another sandwich.

He's my kid,
I'll do what I want.

I said, let him go.

Okay, okay.

MAN:
Okay.

Kids don't like to be pushed
around any more than you do.

Earl, let go, let go.
Let go.

Now. Now, now, uh,

that was, uh, one chicken sandwich,
hold the secret sauce.

Forget it.
Come on.

DENT:
Have a nice day.

Sorry. It's just...

Just for a second, uh,

I was that kid
and that son of a...

He was my old man.

[SIGHING]

Bad luck.
Won't happen again.

It's okay.

- All right, I'll see you tonight.
- All righty.

DENT:
All right, not a bad day.

DERRICK:
Not bad at all.

All right.
Good night, Derrick.

9:00 am. Sharp.

Yes, sir.

[CHUCKLES]

Funny how things work out.

What do you say, Dent?

Kluge?

Payback time.

I ain't gonna ride with you,
Kluge.

I'm goin' straight.

[SCOFFS]

Hinkley's back in business.

Bigger than ever.

What's the matter, you
don't want a piece of the pie?

No.

You and me did seven years
hard time because of him.

What's the matter with you?

I don't wanna do any more time.
What's the matter with you?

- [GUN COCKING]
- Oh, there's nothin' the matter with me.

I'm here to settle the score
with Hinkley.

I'm gonna need your help.

- Klugie, come on, we're buddies.
- Don't give me that buddy stuff.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

I told you, I'm goin' straight.

Nut.

You're nuts!

Rote!

Now what?

[CARTRIDGE CLICKING]

You're about Dent's size.

You got the ski mask?

Yeah.

We own Dent.

DENT: Just so you don't think
I'm gettin' cozy or anything,

I start lookin'
for an apartment today.

Ah, don't worry about it.

Hey, listen, Earl.

You're gonna make it.

Don't let Montana
scare you, okay?

I'll try not to.

Hey, Dent!

Are you crazy?

What are you guys doin'?

I can't be seen with you guys.

Get out of here!

Chicken Habit got robbed
last night.

The assistant manager
got shot up pretty good.

What?

They say the assailant was
a big guy. Wore a ski mask.

Carried this weapon.

You're framin' me?

Whatever it takes.

Hinkley pays,
or you're back in the slammer.

Now, I got your trike
out of impound.

Pick it up at Oscar's.

Call me at this number
before 2:00,

or else the cops get the gun.

[MOTORCYCLES REVVING]

Dent?

Earl?

DENT:
Upstairs.

Hey, where you goin', man?

I got a problem.

Yeah, no kiddin'.

Did you know that Chicken
Habit was robbed last night?

Yeah.

Derrick's gonna be okay.
I called the hospital.

Earl...

No! I never shot anybody
in my life.

Good.

[SIGHING]

So why'd you miss
your appointment with Montana?

Because I know
who committed the robbery.

So why don't you
call the police?

Because the gun that was used
has my fingerprints on it.

How?

Oh, a guy I used to ride with
pulled it on me and I took it away.

He was wearin' gloves.

So he's settin' you up, right?

Not if I ride with him again.

I gotta call him at 2:00.

Ride with him where?

[STAMMERING]
Who is this guy?

[SIGHING]
His name's Jerry Kluge.

We got busted together
seven years ago.

A dude named Hinkley
ratted on us.

Kluge wants revenge.

So that's between them, right?

Except that Hinkley's hideout
is way out in the boonies,

and I'm the only one
that knows where.

Look, I'm just gonna ride
with Kluge till I get the gun.

No, no, that doesn't
make any sense at all.

Why don't you just tell
Montana what happened?

Oh, right, sure.
She's gonna believe me.

MacGyver, you in here?

- Oh, no.
- All right, all right, don't panic.

I'll talk to her first, okay?

You stay here.

Well, howdy, Ms. Montana.

MONTANA:
So, you hear from him?

Yeah, as a matter
of fact, I did.

And?

He's being set up.

Oh! Oh! He is being set up?
That is a new one.

Can't you come up
with something original?

It happens to be the truth.

[MONTANA SCOFFING]

Yeah? So why doesn't he
tell me himself?

Because he's afraid
you won't believe him.

Well, he's probably right.

You know what?
You're not too sympathetic, are you?

I am a parole agent,
not a nanny, all right?

[GRUNTING]

Well, if you'd
give him a chance,

he might be able to prove
he's worth something.

[SCOFFS]

[SCREAMING]

Yeah, right.

I thought you were on the level.

I am.

[SCOFFING]
Come on!

You were hiding him.
You helped him get away.

I didn't think he'd run.

[SCOFFING]

Look, Ms. Montana,

I want the system to work
the way it's supposed to, okay?

Yeah?

Well, in Earl Dent's case
it's gonna,

'cause I'm sending him
right back to prison.

That would be a mistake.

Look, he is a
high-control parolee, a 10.

Now he's gone PAL.
End of story.

- A 10, huh?
- Yeah.

He's just a number
to you, is that it?

Sometimes
that's all it boils down to.

Not with Dent!

He wants to go straight.
Do you know that?

Maybe just wanting it
isn't enough.

- It's a start!
- Oh, it is nothing!

Believe me,
I have been through this

with hundreds,
thousands of these cases.

Again with the numbers.

Don't you think
it'd be a good idea

if you took your job
a little more personally?

Personally?

How about junkies for parents?

Is that personal enough for you?

And they were always talkin'
about wanting to go straight.

You know something?
Talk's cheap.

I'm sorry about your parents.

But you are wrong about Dent.

I don't think so.

Will you at least give me
a chance to get him back?

[LAUGHING]
You think you can find him?

If you give me enough time,
yes, I do.

Okay.

You got 24 hours.

I'm, uh, sending a complete
history on Jerry Kluge.

THORNTON: Criminal record,
known associates, everything.

Yeah, it's comin' through now.

Read about
known associate Pete Dash.

He's in prison, so if you need
an entree, he may be the guy.

All right.
Thanks, Pete.

Oh, by the way,

I did find the address on that
phone number you gave me.

Yeah, go ahead.

Hold on.

Uh, it's the Handle Bar,

3217 Oakdale.

That's a biker hangout,
isn't it?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Hang out.

Ah, they'd never buy it.

Gotcha.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

Tap or bottle?

Tomato juice.

I had a rough night, okay?

ROTE: The whole thing
is fallin' apart, Kluge.

How come he hasn't called?

It ain't 2:00 yet.

I don't know, Kluge.

Even with Dent,
there's only five of us.

We can't even convoy, man.

We got no logistics, no support,
no mechanics. We're...

Chill out!

[RINGING]

Handle Bar.

Yeah, yeah. Hang on.

It's Dent.

Yeah, man.

About time you called, Dent.

Get your trike yet?
Good.

Yeah, I want you
to meet us down at...

Listen very carefully...

[KLUGE MUMBLING INAUDIBLY]

Later, baby.

Let's split.

[KLUGE LAUGHING]

[GANG CHATTERING]

He gotta be crazy or something.

Yeah, right.

[HUMMING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Now, this is just the kind
of thing I was talkin' about.

How are we gonna convoy
all the way to Hinkley's?

We can't even get out
of the parking lot.

Shut up!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

You into fixin' bikes?

I should think so.

The name's Mechanic.

Mechanic, huh?

Well, get over here
and fix this, Mechanic.

[BEEPING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

KLUGE:
Yeah, all right!

It had a little dirt in
the fuel line, that's all.

Oh.

There you go.

Hey, you're all right.

Name's Kluge.

MacGYVER:
Kluge.

I used to ride
with a buddy of yours.

Pete Dash?

Oh, yeah?

I know Dash.
Scrawny dude, right?

MacGYVER:
Scrawny?

The Dash I know was a
big fat slob, 300 pounds.

Yeah, yeah, that's the Dash
we know. That's the guy.

Nice meetin' you.

Hey, Kluge.

Hey, yo, Mechanic.

We could use someone like you.

Yeah, well, I ride solo
these days, thanks.

You into money?

Money's nice.

We're into hijacking 200
pounds of pure crystal meth

worth about
half a million dollars.

Hey, Dent,
say hello to Mechanic.

- Howdy.
- He's all right.

Fixes anything.

Oh, uh, Mechanic, maybe you can
take a look at somethin' on my trike?

You bet.

You're out of your mind,
comin' here. They'll kill you.

Well, you didn't leave me
much choice, now, did you?

Sure I did. You could
have just forgot about me.

No, there's where you're wrong.

What can I say?

You're all right.

Well, so are you, Earl.
So are you.

Okay.

You want me to go have it
out with Montana? Let's do it.

Well, we can't just yet.

Kluge's gonna hijack
200 pounds of crystal meth.

We can't let that stuff
hit the streets.

Two hundred?

Now I get it.

They don't just want Hinkley.

They wanna rip off his meth lab.

And you know where it is.

Yeah!

All right.

We'll get to Montana,
she'll notify the police,

you'll come out
smellin' like a rose.

All right.

We're movin' out.

Right now?

Gonna hit Hinkley's joint.

How far's the ride, Dent?

About 20 miles.

You two ride point.

KLUGE:
We're outta here.

[PIGEONS COOING]

[GRUNTING]

Where's Hinkley?

Hey!

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON HEADPHONES]

Where is Hinkley?

He and the guys went to town.
Won't be back till morning.

Ah, how convenient.

Then we have the place
all to ourselves.

MacGYVER:
Uh, you know,

this guy might be handier
to you if you kept him alive.

You wanted Hinkley to know
who ripped him off,

this guy could
give him the message.

That's a good idea.

You think you can give
Hinkley that message for me?

Oh, sure, sure.
Yeah, anything.

Then you get on your bike
and ride.

And you tell Hinkley the
next time I'm comin' after him.

Out! Vamoose!

On second thought,

I think I'll tell him myself.

[GUN FIRING]

Dump the body in the woods.

Get the rest of the bikes
in here,

in case Hinkley
comes back early.

Let's check this joint out.

[GUN COCKING]

Well, all right.

[WHOOPING]

Look at this, boys.

Died and gone to heaven.

ROTE: Man, with this kind of money,
we can go to paradise.

Someplace like Reno!

Look at this.

Hey, Kluge!

HAWKINS: Take a look
at what we found.

This was on Mechanic's bike.

What's this, man?

I haven't the slightest idea.

I've never seen that thing
before in my life.

- What's this?
- I don't know!

- He's a cop!
- I ain't no cop!

A cop?

DENT: What'd you get
me into here, Kluge?

There could be more on the way.

It's cool.

If he's a cop,
we got ourself a hostage.

Dent, keep a gun on him.

Come here.

Drop it, Dent!
I mean now!

You four, come on out of
there with your hands up!

Real easy, boys.

You don't know what
you're doin', Montana.

Don't even talk to me, Dent!

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
MacGyver went to bat for you.

Oh, you two
know each other, huh?

Good thing I came along, huh?

[MONTANA EXCLAIMING]

Get off of me!
You weigh a ton! Get up!

Yeah, real good.

[MONTANA GRUNTING]

- I still say we should waste 'em
- Right.

We'll clear this place out,
then burn it down with them in it.

It'll look like an accident,
and we'll be home free, baby.

And rich.

Yeah, no sense lettin'
this stuff go to waste.

Wrap it up.
Load it in the van. Move.

I wish you guys would have
come to me in the first place!

We tried, okay?

[MONTANA SCOFFING]

[WHISPERING] I need some noise
so I can break that beaker.

- What kind of noise?
- Uh...

Talk louder.

- What do we talk about?
- Anything.

I just need time
to cut these ropes.

Let Montana cut 'em.

She's got the fangs for it.

[SPEAKING LOUDER]
That is totally uncalled for!

I was just trying to do my job.

If you hadn't run, we wouldn't
be here in the first place.

DENT: What was I supposed to do?
Throw myself at your mercy?

[SCOFFING]

Like you'd believe
what I told you, right?

Why? Why should I ever
believe a loser like you?

I am not a loser.

Yeah? Well, you sure
could have fooled me.

Hey, keep it down in there!

If you're so swift, how come you
come here without any backup?

How am I supposed to
be able to call in backup

when I don't even
know where we are?

DENT: Oh, that makes
you real smart, don't it?

MONTANA: Oh!

Have you ever tried to
follow a tracing screen

and drive 80 miles an hour?

There is not a lot of spare
moments for sightseeing!

Well, maybe if you weren't
such a dragon lady,

you'd have a partner
to do those things for you!

Well, maybe if there weren't so many
sociopaths like you running around,

- we could afford partners!
- Really?

[WHISPERING]
Okay, you can stop now.

[CONTINUING TO SPEAK LOUDLY]
Hey, at least I'm trying.

- [MONTANA SCOFFING]
- Not that it matters to you!

Even though you are
my freakin' parole agent.

I mean, if a guy's PA won't
give him a break, who will?

Oh, now I suppose you're gonna try
and tell me how to do my job!

- Hey!
- Huh?

You can stop. I'm done.

- Oh.
- Oh.

About time.

[SNIFFING]

[ROTE COUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

Ah, come on.

Allow me.

Good job.

[GANG CHATTERING]

[SIGHING]

You think we can
make a break for it?

No, they got too many guns.

We gotta even things up a bit.

Yes, sir, yes, sir.

[WHISPERING]
What are you doin'?

Mixin' stuff.

When this dries,
it should explode on impact.

How long to dry?

Not long, I hope.

Tell him to hurry up.
We're gonna split.

Get down there.

Better hurry.
Hawkins is on his way.

DENT:
How's it work?

When he steps on it,
it should explode a little.

All right, take cover.

Hey! Give me a hand in here.

Go see what he wants.

[SIGHING]

[GRUNTING]

I'll grab his attention.

- You blind-side him.
- Okay.

What's up?

They're loose in here!

[GRUNTS]

Give it up, Kluge,
you're all alone!

DENT:
He's gettin' away!

[TRUCK ENGINE STALLING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[COUGHING]

I loved that trike.

[CLEARING THROAT]
Earl?

Hey, Montana, MacGyver,
how you doin'?

Good.
We got some news for you.

I heard. They busted Hinkley.
All right!

No, no, no. It's not about that.
It's about, um, work.

Work?

Work's great.
Couldn't be better!

I love it!

You love it?

Hey, it's me.

Should we even tell him?

Tell me what?

I don't know,

I wouldn't want him to
feel obligated or anything.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but, I mean,
it's such a great idea you had.

I mean,
I really do need a partner,

and with a grant from the
Phoenix Foundation, it's perfect.

Wait a minute.

- A grant?
- Yeah.

Did you say "partner"?

Yeah.
Montana needs a partner.

Yeah, you know, muscle.

Like a...
Like a field operative

for those high-control
clients of mine.

Yeah. We kind of
work well together.

And you know what?

I got some real innovative
ideas I'd like to try out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You are not being hired for your ideas.

You are coming aboard as a grade
three provisional employee, and...

Grade three?

- Yeah.
- A grade three?

What do you mean, "grade three"?

What am I?

- [SIGHING]
- Some kind of number again?

You had a number
for a reason, Dent.

What do you want from me?

All I ever wanted was a
little understanding, okay?

MONTANA: Oh, now,
wait just a minute here.

DENT: No, no, no,
you wait just a minute here.

Do you want this job or not?

Well, I think I might be
overqualified for the job.

Overqualified at what,
making license plates?

I can make a lot of numbers on 'em,
and they're pretty darn good, too.

Oh, yeah, and I bet
the lowest one is your IQ.

I can tell right now, it's gonna
be a delight to work with you.

Oh, come... Oh, please!

- No, really.
- You make me sick.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Father, why don't you let me come
and help you with your rounds?

Please, Rachel,
just keep trying MacGyver

and let him know it's serious,
that I have to talk to him.

I will, Father.

Tell him he's got to meet me
at the public hearing tonight.

If I'm late, tell him I said,
"black and blue."

- "Black and blue"?
- Just tell him. He'll understand.

Well, the meeting's at 8:00.
And don't forget,

you're number three
on the agenda.

Excuse me, Father.

Could you, uh,
spare a little extra change?

Well, I'm afraid
I'm short on cash, friend,

but I've got some sandwiches
and fruit in the bag...

RIKER:
Come on, Mooney.

Get his wallet, watch, rings,
anything you can find.

MOONEY:
Help me lift him.

Man, he's heavy.

RIKER: Quit complainin'.
Just get him stripped.

[PEOPLE TALKING LOUDLY]
Order! Please! Order! Please!

Order!

And I think it's shameful.

Because of the bleeding heart
mentality of this council,

the homeless situation
in our community

is now threatening
both the property values

and the lives of our citizens!

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

[PEOPLE BOOING]

Get down, sit down!

LANDAU: Crime is up,
vandalism is rampant,

and citizens are accosted
every day on the streets...

Something's happened
to Father Jim, MacGyver.

His rounds never take this long.

Oh, relax, he'll show.

I'm worried, I can't help it.

He told me if he was late,
I was to tell you "black and blue."

Does that mean anything to you?

LANDAU: ...has become
the main source...

Well, it's just a code word
from our hockey days.

We'd use it during a game
to protect each other

from the goons in the league.

In other words,
it's a call for help.

LANDAU: Like it or not,
this well-intentioned haven

has become a magnet
for all of the low-life

from miles around,
and is now threatening

the very quality of life
in our community!

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

[PEOPLE BOOING]

- [PEOPLE ARGUING]
- Order! Please, quiet.

Ladies, gentlemen,

I've just received the news
that Father Jim,

who was to be with us
this evening,

has been the victim
of a mugging,

and has been taken to Memorial
Hospital in critical condition.

[PEOPLE EXCLAIMING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[WHISPERING]
Black and blue.

I heard you calling, Jim.

Danny.

Doc knows.

Find Doc.

My papers...

- It's bad. Need to...
- All right, take it easy. Take it easy.

You'll have to leave now.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Mr. Merchant to Admitting.

Mr. Merchant to Admitting.

RHOME:
How is he?

Just hangin' on.
You got anything?

Well, a few prints,
that's about it.

Looks like a random
transient robbery.

They took everything he had,
even his shoes.

So, what's next?

Well, we'll pull some people in,
ask some questions,

keep our ears open,
hope we get lucky.

That's it?

I'm afraid so.
I wish it was different,

but we have very few
lines of communication

into the homeless community.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Dr. Carter, 4212.

Dr. Carter, 4212.

I'm very sorry.

[CRYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

You must be Rachel,
Father Jim's assistant.

My name is Aaron Sandler.

I just wanted to tell you how
very sorry I am for your loss.

Thank you, Mr. Sandler.

This is MacGyver,
a dear friend of Father Jim's.

- A pleasure.
- Mr. Sandler.

I employ some of the homeless
at my plants.

I was just getting
to know the Father.

Wonderful man.

RACHEL:
Thank you.

You okay?

He taught me
the value of service.

He always used to say
there are no great things

to accomplish in this life,

just small things
done with great love.

God bless you and keep you.

That's Doc.

Another dear soul who
fell through the safety net.

Doc was one of
Father Jim's favorites.

Are they going to find
his killer, MacGyver?

It's been three days, and the
police still don't know anything.

They're trying, Rachel.

I don't think they care.

Rachel, they care.

But Lieutenant Rhome
said the homeless are afraid

to come forward
and talk to the police.

Who do they talk to?

Each other.

MacGYVER:
Excuse me, fellas.

I'm lookin' for a guy named Doc.
You heard of him?

MacGYVER:
Doc?

They say he's supposed
to be here someplace.

Nice talkin' to you.

MacGYVER:
Excuse me, ma'am.

I'm lookin' for a guy named Doc.

Thank you very much.

MacGYVER:
Anybody home?

[MACGYVER GROANING]

DOC: Talk fast, mister, and
don't even think about moving.

Take it easy, take it easy,
I'm not lookin' for trouble.

Who are you?

My name's Grazer.

Wh-What are you doing here?

I'm looking for a guy
named Doc, that's all.

Why?

MacGYVER: 'Cause
Father Jim asked me to.

Just before he died.

MacGYVER: What do you say
we talk this face to face, huh?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Sorry, Doc,
I didn't mean to surprise you.

How do you know my name?

Saw you at the funeral.

[WHEEZING]

What's the matter?

What's the matter with you?

I'm okay.

Yeah, you could've fooled me.

It's just, uh, just a
touch of asthma, asthma.

You were with Father Jim
when he died?

Yeah, that's right,
at the hospital.

He mentioned your name.

What did he say?

Well, he said, uh, "Doc."

He said, "Doc knows.
Find Doc."

He also mentioned
the name of, uh, D-Danny.

Danny.

Look, Doc,

I think our good friend

was in some kind of trouble.
He never got a chance to tell me.

I won't know for sure until
I get to go through his stuff.

But I think somebody
might've murdered our friend.

[CRYING]

I can't stay long, but, uh,

but I'll--I'll take you
to where Danny is. Come on.

Danny.

Danny can hardly take
care of himself, you know.

He's--He's got no business
being out on the street.

Why is he?

Oh,

a lot of people got
dumped with the cutbacks

in mental health spending.

It's just the way it is,
you know.

Father Jim took
an interest in Danny.

He even checked up
on his background

and really took him
under his wing.

And Danny responded, he--he
was blossoming with all that attention.

Hey, Doc,

you got any idea who
might want to kill Father Jim?

Nobody in his right mind.

Certainly not one
of the locals here.

I mean, this man, this man
came out here twice a week

with food and blankets,
medicine.

It just doesn't make sense.

There's Danny.

He totally withdrew
about four days ago.

He's nearly catatonic.

And nobody could figure out why.

And then we heard about
Father Jim being killed...

Like somehow he knew.

Well, maybe he does.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

Danny? Danny?

I--I want to introduce you

to a friend of Father Jim's.

His--His name is--is Grazer.

Hey.

Oh! Oh.

I have an appointment.
I have to go.

Hey, wait a minute, Doc.
Can't you stick around for a while?

No, no, no.
I can't be late, I can't be late.

Doc!

[DOG BARKING]

Well, Danny,

I guess it's just
you and me, huh?

It's all right.

I won't come no closer,
all right,

I'll just go around you.
It's all right, relax.

Look, I'm just glad I got
a chance to meet you.

Father Jim mentioned you
last time I talked to him.

We were friends
for a long time, Danny.

I'm gonna miss him a lot.

Think we could be friends?

I think Jim
would have liked that.

[SIREN WAILING]

[DOG BARKING]

[SIGHS]

Hey.

Hey, here, have a banana.

Go ahead, it's just a
little present for you.

All right, I'll tell you what,
I'll just leave it over here, okay?

In case you change your mind.

Uh, listen, Danny,

I gotta go find Doc, all right.

But I'll be back.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[DOG BARKING]

Hey, Doc?

Pretty girl.

It's my daughter Allison.

- That's your daughter?
- Yeah.

She's somethin'.

Her mother doesn't like her
to visit me down here,

but--but she sneaks out and comes
down here once a week, anyway.

Oh.

Where is it? I make her a pin,
and then I can't find it.

Oh, stupid,
stupid, stupid, stupid!

Stupid!

[WHEEZING]

All right, Doc, relax.
Take it easy.

Come on! Breathe.

In and out, come on.

Come on, sit down,
get yourself comfortable.

Take it easy.

[CONTINUES WHEEZING]

Asthma, huh?
Right.

- Anxiety.
- No kidding.

I can't stand confrontations.

I just...

I just fall apart.

It used to be worse,
if you can imagine.

[DOG BARKING]

My students used to
see me in full bloom.

You had students?

I taught high school English
for 15 years.

Then I had my breakdown.

I just lost everything.

You know...

my job, my family,
insurance, everything.

And as you probably know,
it can happen fast.

One day you're--
you're a member of society,

and the next thing you know,
you're invisible.

All right, Danny,

you're not gonna believe this.

We got some cattail root

for starch.

We got miner's lettuce
for greens

and we got some mushrooms,
some herbs.

We got some spices.
We got all kinds of stuff, you know.

We're gonna have
some kind of salad,

or maybe some soup
if I put water to it.

Do you know what
I'm talking about?

You know the best thing
about all this, Danny?

It's all growin'
right over there,

and it's free. Free of charge.
Free for the takin'.

[CHUCKLING]

Yeah, my Grandpa taught me
how to do this.

Yeah, Grandpa taught me
how to forage for food.

One time we were
on a campin' trip,

this bear ate all our food.
I got all wimpy scared,

but my grandpa, he said
to me, he says, "Bud."

Grandpa called me Bud,
I could never figure that out,

but he says, "Bud,

"we'll just go grazin'."

Grazin', Grazer. Grazin',
get it? Yeah, right.

That's where I got my name.

Bright kid, all right.

Beautiful.

Hey, yeah. That's a T-stick.

A T-stick.
Go ahead, take a look.

It's an old Indian tool I use
for diggin' up roots and stuff.

Hey, hey, what's the matter? Danny!

Take it easy.

Just a newspaper,
it can't hurt you.

What's the matter?

Somethin' in that picture
spooked you, didn't it?

Danny,

were you there?

Were you there
when they hurt Father Jim?

Is that what scared you?

Is the guy who hurt Father Jim,

is his picture right there?

Yeah?

Show me, Danny.

Come on, show me.
He can't hurt you.

All right.

That's good, Danny.

You're a good man.

What?

No?

What?

No. What?

Two... There were two guys?

There was another guy...

Is that other guy's
picture here?

No, no, no, but there were two
guys, right? Two? Right, uh...

All right, Danny,
what'd these two guys do

after they hurt Father Jim?

Come on, Danny, what happened?

All right, all right, all right,
take it easy. Take it easy.

Danny, you got to help me
on this, all right?

We'll play a game, all right?

A little game.

I want you to show me

what these guys did
after they hurt Father Jim.

Uh, what?

They, uh, they were pumpin',
they were boxin', they were what?

Runnin'. They were...
They ran away!

Yeah, then what?

Then what happened, Danny?
Come on.

Uh...

They, uh, they were drivin'.
They, uh...

They were drive...
They stole a car, right?

No, they, uh, they had a car!
They, uh...

One, two, three guys?
There--There was another guy?

Three guys...

Another guy picked 'em up
in a car, right?

[EXCLAIMING]

Right? Uh...

Uh, the other guy, the third guy

picked 'em up
in a--a big car, right?

It was a big car.

What is that?
What's that?

Somebody picked 'em up
in an expensive car?

Danny, you did it! Good man!

You did it! You did it!

- What's going on?
- Doc.

Doc, Doc, do you know that guy?

- Do you know him?
- That-That's Mooney.

Oh, he's bad news.
Oh, no, he's real mean.

Every time he comes to
the bridge, there's trouble.

Danny just identified him as
one of Father Jim's attackers.

Any idea where I can find him?

The general area.

All right.

I want to find this Mooney guy,

and I want you to start
digging through Jim's stuff.

I--I don't think
I can handle that.

Yes, you can.

You taught high school English.

Maybe you'll find something
that'll lead us to his killers.

Come on, Doc.
Give it a shot.

What do you say?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[TRAIN APPROACHING]

[GROANING]

[DOG BARKING]

Hold it right there!
Both of you!

Th-Thank God you're here.
He was babbling!

- He tried to mug me.
- No, that's a lie.

Shut up!

I was on my way home, I swear.

He jumped me. He pulled me
into the alley and tried to kill me.

- That's a lie!
- I said shut up!

There's a phone in the office.
Go phone the police.

- I'll watch him.
- No!

Thanks, man. Thanks a lot.

Don't let him walk away!
I just watched him knife a guy!

On the ground, rub-dub,
and spread 'em.

Are you listening to me at all?

On the ground, now!

[BARKING]

Thank you, lieutenant.

I was starting
to feel invisible.

Sorry about that, MacGyver.

The officers were
just doing their job.

Yeah.

And I might add, going
undercover and dressing this way

was your own choice.
What are you doing?

I'm trying to find out
who killed my friend.

I thought the best way to hook into
the homeless was to become one.

Naturally, you thought the
police weren't doing anything.

Naturally.

Well, you can come in
from the cold now.

MacGyver, checking out.

Looks like the case is closed.

- What?
- We got our man.

The guy you saw stabbed
is an ex-con named Mooney

who'd been living
on the streets.

He killed Father Jim and then
died the same meaningless death.

No, sir. Uh-uh.
You're way off base.

MacGyver, he had Father Jim's
shoes, coat, backpack.

He even had his wallet
with all the ID intact.

Lieutenant, Mooney did
not die a random death.

I was there, I chased
the guy who killed him.

All right, I'm listenin'.

[SIGHING]

I have an eyewitness who
saw Mooney and another guy

get picked up after
they killed Father Jim.

- Are you sure of that?
- Yeah, I'm positive.

Well, that's great, then. We'll get
a statement and corroborate it...

That's gonna be a problem.

He'll never stand up
as a reliable witness.

- You'll need more evidence.
- Well, you got any ideas?

Just this.

RIKER: I'm telling you,
this guy saw me stick Mooney.

He can finger me.
We have to deal with him.

There he is.

Well, well.

I believe I've already
had the pleasure.

He was dressing differently
at the funeral.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mealtime, Doc. You have to
take a break once in a while.

Oh, Rachel.
Oh, thank you.

Mornin', Doc.
Sorry I'm late.

I spent the night
in the hoosegow.

Thank goodness, MacGyver.
I was worried sick.

[STUTTERING]
What? What?

Uh, did you call him MacGyver?

- Oh, dear, I hope I haven't...
- It's all right, Rachel.

- It's all right.
- Why, I thought...

I thought your name was Grazer.

I can explain, Doc.

[WHEEZING]

You lied to us.

You're not one of us, are you?

It's all a lie.

Doc, Doc, relax.

- This is all a lie.
- Sit down, sit down, sit down.

- It's all a lie.
- Breathe, breathe, breathe, Doc!

Stop it.

Take some breaths.
Come on, relax.

Now, I want you to listen to me.

I disguised myself
as a street person

because I wanted you
to trust me.

Trust, trust you?

Why should--
Why should I trust you?

[CONTINUES WHEEZING]

We-We're different here.
You're on the other side.

No, see, I don't believe that.

The only difference
between you and me

is a little bit of luck,
that's all.

Aside from that,
we're both people.

We're made from the same stuff.

And we were both friends
of Father Jim.

Doc, you've got to help me.

What?

I want us to be partners.

You see, I've got to find out
who killed Jim.

And I don't think
I can do it on my own.

You need me?

I can't think of a better man
for the job.

Rachel? Someone to see you.

Excuse me.

So, um,

you found anything?

Have I-- Have I found anything?

Wait till you see what I found.

Take--Take a look here.
Take a look.

Mr. Sandler!
What a nice surprise.

- Thank you, Rachel.
- How can I help you?

I have a few ideas how I might
help you and the homeless.

Look, uh,

Fox Meadow Home kept
Danny's name on the rolls

a year after he was released.

And they also kept his medical
insurance checks, see, and--and...

And keep in mind that
he wasn't the only one.

There may have been
hundreds, huh?

That's some scam.

That has to be what Jim
stumbled onto. It all fits.

The guy-- The guy was
discharging inappropriate patients

and ripping off
their state checks.

I mean, he--he probably
w-walk-walked off

with--with a million dollars.

Uh, Doc,

did you read all this?

Well I--I read 2,000 words a
minute, with 100% comprehension.

2,000?

Yeah. But--But anyway,
I called Dr. Kessler,

and she used to run Fox Meadow.

She filled me in on the owner.

His name is Reuter,
Arthur J. Reuter.

Reuter, okay.

And--And--And get this.

Every patient care home
that he had

had a suspicious fire
just before he purchased it.

He bought 'em for a song,
he--he--he robbed 'em blind,

and--and then
he just, uh, bailed out.

And when the indictment
came down, he just disappeared.

He--He's probably running
his con somewhere else.

- Yeah, with a new identity...
- Mmm-hmm.

- ...which Jim probably learned.
- Mmm.

- Did you get a description?
- No, no, the guy's very cagey.

He never came around the home,

and--and there are no
pictures of him anywhere,

not even in the Fox Meadow Care,
uh, uh, uh, brochure.

[GROANING]

We got to go through everything.

All of Jim's books,
his journals,

photo albums, the whole thing.

You up to that?

Oh, it's a piece of cake.

It's like researching
a term paper.

Yeah.

Uh, I'm gonna see if I can
get lucky at the library.

Hey, Doc.

Don't let anybody ever tell you

you don't work well
under pressure, okay?

MacGyver, Mr. Sandler just
gave us a wonderful donation.

That's great.

It's good to see you
again, Mr. Sandler.

I got to run. See you later.

You've no idea how much
this donation means.

Oh...

If it wasn't for support from
people in the community like you,

this mission would have died
with Father Jim.

- What a senseless waste.
- I know.

But young Danny,
one of our regulars,

we think he may have
seen it happen.

- I didn't know there was a witness.
- Oh, yes.

He saw two men do it, and
they were picked up by a third.

Which may prove
it was premeditated murder.

Incredible.

Rachel, I have a
proposition for you.

If you can spread
the word to Danny

and all his homeless friends in
the area to show up this afternoon,

I could have a whole truckload of
warm clothing here for everyone.

And you can use that check
for other things.

- Are you serious?
- Absolutely.

I'll have a truck here
in an hour.

All you have to do
is get the word around.

Oh, Mr. Sandler!

MAN:
Yeah, that's mine.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

RACHEL:
Large. Who needs a large?

MAN:
I do.

WOMAN:
I'll take a large.

Hi, Danny.

You want to try something on?
They're really nice.

No, please.
Let me take it to him.

Of course.

Uh, Mr. Sandler,
he doesn't speak.

Ah.

Hello, Danny.

Try this on,
I think you'll like it.

I'm glad we finally
had a chance to meet.

I was a close friend
of Father Jim's.

Sandler!

Okay, you can stop worryin' about
Father Jim now and everything else.

Come on, let's move it.

- Inside.
- Hey, can't we talk about this?

Talking's done, get in!

Over there.

What if I told you the police already
know about your boss, Sandler?

Shut up and turn around.

I mean, he sent
you after Mooney.

Who do you think he's
gonna send after you?

I said, shut up!
Watch your head, dummy!

[GROANING]

Don't move!

Don't move!

Stay, stay, stay.

Arms out, arms out!
Come on.

Stop, what are you doing?

What, are you crazy?

No, just a little nuts.

Stop it.

Let me out of here.

Keep it quiet.

[GROANING]

Stick around.

[MUFFLED MUMBLING]

Where's Sandler?

- I think he was talking to Danny.
- What?

There, there, there they are.

- [CAR ENGINE STARTING]
- Oh, man.

MacGyver what's wrong?

Sandler.

He's Reuter, he's the guy.

Come on, Danny, I want
to show you something.

Look around, Danny.

Bet you've never seen
anything like this before.

I wish I knew how much
you really saw, Danny.

It's a shame you can't tell me.

But that's the way
of life, isn't it?

I thought you might
like a souvenir, Danny.

I brought it for you.

This punished one of the
bad men who killed Father Jim.

Here, Danny.

Go ahead, Danny, take it.

Pick up the knife, Danny. Now.

Don't do it, Danny!

Just back away. Go ahead.

Give it up, Reuter,

Sandler.
Whatever your name is.

We got police on the way.

I don't suppose you're open
to negotiation, Mr. MacGyver.

Not a chance.

I had to ask.

After all, I am a businessman.

You can't very well
blame me for trying.

Gun!

It's just you and me, MacGyver.

I wouldn't count on Danny
helping you.

Why don't you come out and
make it easier on yourself?

Your options are limited.

[GUN FIRES]

[GUN FIRES]

[DANNY WHIMPERING]

[GROANING]

Danny?

[DANNY SOBBING]

It's okay, Danny.

It's over.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

All right, Danny,
Doc and I will come visit you

as soon as Doctor Kessler
gets you all settled in.

I'll bring bananas, huh?

Th-Thank you.

Put on your seat belt, huh?

Well, I know Father Jim
is smiling on this day.

And I've got Doc to help me now.

Uh, if we can afford him.

Couldn't have found
a better man.

I'll never forget you, MacGyver.

Bless you, Doc.

Allison, I'll see you again.

Okay, bye.

Let's go and have
a proper visit, huh?

Okay, Daddy.

You gave Doc and Danny a
new chance at life, MacGyver.

You know, I still can't help but
wonder about those people out there

that fall through that
so-called safety net.

It's just a sad fact
of life today.

What can you do?

Refuse to accept it.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

COP 1:
Get a perimeter up.

Let's see some crowd control.

Did you see
what happened, ma'am?

WOMAN:
This man was running,

and two Latin-appearing men
were chasing him.

And they shot him.

COP 1:
How were they dressed?

Nice. You know,
good trench coats, suits.

- What color?
- Dark.

They didn't look like killers.

But they just
walked up and shot.

And ran off, that way.

Okay. Thanks, ma'am.
Just step over there.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Okay, okay, back up, people.
Come on, back up.

We got a job to do here.
Come on, help us out.

COP 2: Let's go.
Let's hurry up.

All right, cordon it off.

I want a code 100 broadcast
for a 20-block perimeter.

It's off.

[DOOR OPENING]

Hey, Pete.

These are
the computer composites

based on descriptions
by witnesses

at the train station yesterday.

[SIGHS]
What do you think?

Well, I, uh...

I can't tell. I--I didn't
really get a very good look.

It all happened pretty fast.

[SIGHS]

Listen, MacGyver,

I called you in on this because,

frankly, I have
a million things to do

and very little time
to do them in.

Hey, I'm here.

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

[BEEPING]

[GRUNTS]

Yes, Helen?

HELEN: Mr. Thornton,
Agent Paul Stams

from the DXS to see you.

Send him in.

DXS?

Yeah.
He's a high-level watchdog.

I've crossed paths
with him before.

The DXS called earlier today
and insisted that we see him.

Good to see you again, Thornton.

Paul Stams, MacGyver.
He's working with us.

- Hi.
- Hi.

So, what can I do for you?

You know damn well
what you can do.

And that starts
with keeping us informed.

When your organization takes
on the job of coordinating the return

of Samantha Lora
to her own country,

you keep us informed.

The DXS refused,
my board agreed to help,

so we have no obligation
to tell anybody anything.

I see.

I assume Lora's initial contact

with the Phoenix Foundation
was through you personally?

Well, now, what is that
supposed to mean?

Oh, come on, Peter,
it's nothing personal.

Your long association with the
Lora family, it's a matter of record.

Your help in her father's
rise to power

while you were an operative
in the field.

- And?
- And, of course,

your personal relationship at
the time with the lady herself.

Stop right there.

Now let me set this
record straight, all right?

I first met Samantha Lora
over 20 years ago,

when I'd first been divorced.

And she helped me over a very
rough period in my life.

And we became close.

Very good friends.

And I am eternally
grateful to her.

Now, do you have
any more questions

about why she might have
called me personally?

All right,
I'm sorry I was so blunt.

But just because U.S. policy
prevented us from official involvement,

doesn't mean a covert assist
was out of the question,

especially when
you start running

into death squad operations
at the local train station.

That was supposed to be a
simple drop-off and pickup. Routine.

Passing a videotape
that documents

the summary execution
of 200 political prisoners

is hardly routine.

Mr. Stams,

you sure seem to have
a lot of information

for not being involved.

The entire
intelligence community

knew that videotape was stolen,

last week from the
presidential palace in San Pablo.

Well, then,
maybe you've got some ideas

on how the death squad
found out about the drop.

I wish I did. I don't.

Look, we want to help.
We just can't be official.

God knows Samantha Lora
will provide

a more humane government
for her people

than that butcher
who's in power now.

Yes, she will.

And that's exactly why my board
agreed to take on her security.

And arrange for an
international media release

of that videotape.

And we have to have that tape

at Jerico Broadcasting
by 6:00 p.m. tonight.

But you don't have it.

Samantha's key aide,
a man named Nelson Richardson,

was supposed to pass
the tape to me.

But he took off
when the death squad showed up

and killed one of his couriers.

And you haven't heard
from Richardson?

No, he's disappeared.

And Samantha is the only one
who knows how to contact him.

When does she arrive?

Today.

We've arranged for a safe
house for her to stay in,

until we fly her back
to San Pablo this evening.

Good.

Well, it seems like you have
everything nailed down here,

but if you need any
help at all, call me. Please.

And, Pete,

about me bringing up
that personal thing, uh,

I meant no offense.

I've got your number.

I'll be in touch.

[SIGHING]

You okay?

I'm fine.

Your eyes are bothering you.

I'm fine.

Here we go.

She's part of the crew.

They slipped her off
a freighter further out.

Kind of wide open around here.

That's right.

Not exactly the kind of
place you'd expect to find

a targeted political fugitive, is it?

[EXCLAIMS]

Peter.

Oh, Samantha.

It is so wonderful
to see you again.

Peter, I, I am so very grateful.

Um, hi.

Oh.

This is my good friend,
MacGyver. I, uh...

I have brought him
into the operation.

- How are you?
- Good to meet you.

Well, let's get out of here.

Samantha, there is a problem.

The videotape delivery
got botched yesterday

when a death squad showed up.

Oh, no.

They killed
the San Pablo courier,

but Richardson is all right.
He got away with the tape.

Our people are being
slaughtered by those animals.

Everything my father
fought against

has returned to our country.

Maybe you can change all that
after the election.

If I can stay alive.

The world is bound to respond

to the atrocities
captured on that videotape.

We finally have proof
that can bring them down.

Look, everybody
at Phoenix is working

to get you back there.

Your plane is ready to leave
at 7:00 this evening.

And we have a 6:00 p.m.
deadline for delivery of that tape.

Now, can you help us get
in contact with Richardson?

Yes. All I need
is a push button phone.

That we can handle
at the safe house.

What's the number
I'm calling from?

555-6978.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

It's a machine, coded to ring
his beeper with my number.

If all's clear, he'll call back.

No one ever really knows
Nelson's whereabouts.

He prefers it that way.

Won't be long.

Listen, take it easy.

How about something to drink?

Uh, apple juice, maybe?

Still my favorite.

[EXCLAIMS]

- Hey.
- Yeah?

What's goin' on with your eyes?

What do you mean?

Well, I've been watching you
bump into things.

You came out here
for apple juice and...

That's orange juice.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey.

What's goin' on?

It's my peripheral vision.

How bad is it?

Pretty bad.

It's the real reason
that I called you in

when things fell apart
at the railroad station.

[SIGHS]

MacGyver,

I have glaucoma.

Well, that's treatable,
isn't it?

Yeah.

But mine is complicated.

I have

advanced nerve damage.

Very advanced.

It's a little bit like

looking down a tunnel,

with very little light
at the end.

And I have a lot of
trouble with either too much

or too little light anywhere.

I let it go too long.

Why?

Oh!

Why?

Because I'm stubborn.

And you want to know why?

Denial.

I couldn't believe
that it was happening to me.

So what's the prognosis here?

Well, I'm being treated
and there is a surgery.

But I could lose my sight.

MacGyver, it's very
important to me

that you help us on this.

For her.

Samantha has enough
to worry about.

Okay?

Yeah, okay.

There.

There, see?

Yes, I understand completely.

Take good care
of yourself, my friend.

Bye.

- Everything all right?
- Yes, thank God.

But he's very nervous, didn't
want to talk on the phone much.

He asked that someone
meet him at the train station

in the balcony in half an hour.

And he said that they
should wear this dove pin

that he gave me last year.

- I'll take that.
- Oh.

Well, you should be able to
make the 6:00 release deadline.

Good luck.

Colonel, that cab driver from
the marina's on the move again.

He must be going
after the tapes.

Name is MacGyver.

First he's going to lead us to
Richardson and the videotape.

When we have it
in our possession,

you can finish both of them.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Train number 19,

service from Chicago,
Cleveland, Pittsburgh, and Albany,

now arriving at track four.

Train number 21,

service to Santa Fe,
with stops in Needles,

Flagstaff and Albuquerque,

now ready for boarding
at track nine.

I'm Richardson.

MacGyver.

I'll take you to the videotape.

I was afraid of being
caught with it yesterday

after our courier was shot,

so I stashed it in a rail car
that's under maintenance.

It's this way.

Did you get hurt yesterday?

No. I picked this up
in San Pablo

after I decided to become
a serious journalist.

What, you were beaten?

Well, when Samantha's father,
Guillermo, was assassinated,

I wrote an editorial
that ruffled a few feathers,

so they crushed my foot so bad,
I didn't think I'd walk again.

After that,

telling the truth,
going to prison,

and getting every part of my
body beaten became routine.

Damn.

[GROANING]

Peter?

Peter.

Peter, what are you doing?

What does it
look like I'm doing?

I'm pretending to be a dog!

I brought you some tea.
I'll leave it in the living room.

Oh, no.

No.

Wait!

Wait. Samantha.

Please, wait.

Oh, Samantha.

I'm sorry, I...

I didn't mean to snap
at you like that. I...

You know that you're
the last person in the world

I would want to hurt, Sam.

Do you know that
it's been over 20 years

since anyone's called me Sam?

Just kind of slipped out.

Not very dignified for a
presidential candidate, huh?

Oh... I'm still not
used to hearing that.

"Presidential candidate."

- It's so strange.
- Well,

it's not that strange, really.

You do know that you
are the only person

who can follow
in your father's footsteps.

The people of your country

are very lucky to have you.

You always had a wonderful
way of making me feel better.

Particularly when you didn't
want to talk about yourself.

I know you're having
a problem with your eyes.

Why won't you tell me?

Hey, I'm a good listener,
remember?

Please, just bear with me
on this, will you?

I'm really having a tough
time coming to grips.

And I promised Samantha's father

I'd never let anything
happen to her.

When she was exiled,

I got involved
in a whole new ballgame.

You're a good friend.

Well, she's the only hope
her people have.

Oh, no.

It's gone.
The car's gone.

It was sitting right here
on this first track.

The maintenance men said
they'd be workin' on it for weeks.

All right, take it easy,

they could have just moved it
to someplace else in the yard.

We don't have much time.

Do you remember
what it looked like?

Uh, like the color?
Was there a number?

It was a passenger car,

number 974...

4, I think.

[MUTTERING]
974...

947...

Or is it 74?

Man, I don't believe this.

[TRAIN HORN BLOWING]

That's it.

The blue one.

9477.

That's the one.

Oh, thank God.

They put it
on a different track.

What?

You know those guys?

Cardosa and Ramos.

They're the ones that
killed the courier yesterday.

How's your throwing arm?

Uh, it's not much better
than my bad leg.

They've got to be
here somewhere.

We'll find them.

Stay here.

If I flush them out,
you know what to do.

What're you doin'?

I'm gonna use the steam pipe
like an old-fashioned muzzle loader.

Scatter a few stones,

create a diversion.

How did you think of that?

Uh, I don't know, it just
kind of makes sense.

Where exactly did
you hide that tape?

It's, uh, under the back seat.

Last compartment on the right.

Okay.

Give me 30 seconds,
then aim high,

and crank that valve.

Come here. It's hot.

[CLATTERING]

Colonel Cardosa.

Colonel Cardosa!

[GRUNTS]

- There's nothing here.
- I heard something.

Come on.

It's Richardson!

And he's got the tape!

[GUN FIRES]

[GUN FIRES]

- I got it.
- Great. Put it up.

No. No, don't bother him now.

Uh, I'll talk to him later.

MacGyver got the tape.
They're on time.

Oh.

- He'll be calling us any minute.
- Oh, that's wonderful.

It's gonna work,
it's gonna work.

So.

Oh.

Well, uh...
How about a fire?

I'm gonna build
a little fire here.

Don't, please.

Don't hide from me, Peter.

Don't you remember what
it was like between us?

We shared everything.

Yes, we did.

And everything was so

vibrant,

and alive.

That time we spent together,

that was the happiest
time of my life.

Mine, too.

You know,

I remember one day,

we spent a whole morning

just looking at a rainbow.

[LAUGHING]

Yeah.

Just looking.

Talk to me, Peter. Please.

Richardson wasn't
such a fool after all.

He enabled his friend to
deliver the tape just as planned.

- Let me go after this MacGyver.
- We're too late.

The damage is done.

But,

the news will not benefit
Samantha Lora

if she is not around
to be a candidate.

We kill her.

No, Ramos.

That would make a martyr of her.

We have to arrange an accident.

THORNTON: I think I can
handle the loss of sight.

But I don't know if I'm ready to...

not be able to do my job,

to be

who I am.

I know.

I know how important
that's always been to you.

Is there nothing they can do?

They're talking about a surgery.

Are you going to have it?

- I don't know.
- Why?

[SIGHS]

Because with every surgery,
there's a risk.

And I really don't know if I'm
ready to face the possibility of

total blindness.

You know,

when they first approached me
about running for the presidency,

I was paralyzed with fear.

I wanted to do it, but,

I didn't want to die from an
assassin's bullet like my father.

But then I realized

that I had no control
over that, so,

I committed to what I could do.

And I felt free.

Suddenly I was able
to go on with my life.

That's wonderful, Samantha.

That is really wonderful.

- And I'm not there yet.
- Oh...

REPORTER: It has long been
rumored that since the assassination

of President Guillermo Lora,

the people of the country
of San Pablo

have been subjected
to the harsh realities

of a ruthless
and repressive government.

These images would seem
to confirm those rumors.

Human beings slaughtered
by death squads.

This footage is devastating.

By the time Samantha Lora's
plane reaches San Pablo,

it'll be headlines
all over the world.

That's good.

These are not soldiers.

These are not rebels.

These are civilians.

Civilians who, not long ago, enjoyed
the freedoms of a democratic...

Excuse me. Pete Thornton called
to see if the tape arrived in on time.

- He didn't want to disturb you.
- Thanks.

- Can I use your phone?
- Sure.

...the lives of at least two
brave men, is more than news.

It is a plea
to all democratic people

and lovers of freedom
around the world to help.

[RINGING]

Hello?

We made the deadline
with the tape.

But the death squad showed up.

Richardson's dead.

- Oh, no.
- What?

They killed Richardson.

Oh, my God.
Not Nelson.

MacGyver, how?
How did they know?

Well, I'm not sure.

But I've got
a pretty good idea, Pete.

Hello?

What? What happened?

Pete?

Pete!

Both the phone and the power
just got disconnected.

They're not on the same circuit.

I don't like this.

[GRUNTING]

I can hardly see anything.

I'll open the shutters,
let in some light.

No, wait.

Don't go near a window.

Listen, in the kitchen,

maybe there's some
matches or a candle.

- Can you see well enough to get there?
- Yes, yes.

Take it easy.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Who's there?

Samantha, talk to me!

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Samantha?

Oh!

Who is it?

I have a gun.
I'll use it.

Where are you?

Oh.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Let her go.

Samantha!

Make it easy
on yourself, Miss Lora.

I know that voice.

I know that voice.

Well, Pete, why don't
you just sleep on it a while?

[GROANING]

Pete.

[GROANS]

What happened?

I couldn't protect her.

I couldn't do my job.

They just took her.

- I was useless.
- Don't, Pete.

If they hurt her,
I'll never forgive myself.

I said, stop it!

It wasn't your fault.

Now, who took her?

Stams.

He's running his own little DXS.

See, I knew it.
He had me followed.

But why'd he leave you alive?

CARDOSA:
For bait, Mr. MacGyver.

And you took it.

[GUN CLICKS]

Samantha, I'm sorry.
This is all my fault.

There was nothing you could do.

Yeah, you're right.

There was nothing I could do.

I'm sorry things worked
out this way, Peter.

But that's the nature
of our business, isn't it?

The plane will be here soon.
Let's move it.

Tie their hands and feet
with the canvas.

It'll burn without a trace.

This way Phoenix will take
the blame for being careless,

and causing a fire.

My father trusted you.

He was your friend.

He supported your rise
in the military.

Times change.

Now, I support my own rise.

[SNARLS]

You are way over
the line, Stams.

The DXS is gonna find you out.

You've been around, Peter.

Patriotism requires
hard decisions.

In this case, three lives
for the good of two countries.

I'm no threat to your nation.

My government would bring peace.

Your government
will bring chaos,

weakness, and instability,

just like your father's.

Your people
are too stupid for democracy.

For the first time we have order
in that region we can depend on.

Not DXS polite policy.

Careless.

I'm sorry.

But there are higher causes and
interests than our laws acknowledge.

All right, we got
to stand up, Pete.

Lean against me
for leverage. Ready?

Go.

We got to get to this
grinder. Easy, easy.

Lean, lean.

[GRINDER STARTS WHIRRING]

[GROANING]

[SCREAMS]

SAMANTHA:
MacGyver's hurt!

What do we do?
We've got to help him.

THORNTON:
MacGyver!

[SCREAMING]
Ah, my hands!

[EXCLAIMS]

The flash blinded me,
I can't see.

He's just a little
to your right, Pete.

MacGyver!

MacGyver!

MacGyver?

[GROANING]

Pete, don't! Don't touch me.

Don't touch me,
I can't close my hands.

- Is there anything I can do?
- No!

Nothing, there' s no time.

If those guys don't see
this place go up in flames,

they'll be back.

Let's get Samantha untied.
Take my arm. Come on, come on.

- She's right here.
- I got her, I got her.

[MACGYVER GROANS]

Something's wrong.
Come on.

Here they come.

Samantha,

jam that crowbar in this door.
Quick, come on.

That's not going
to hold them off forever.

They've locked it
with something.

Her plane arrives any minute.

No more elaborate accidents,
amigos.

We find a way in, and we
find it as fast as possible.

You gotta help me, Pete.
Grab my arm.

Right here.

- [GUN FIRING]
- Push!

Ah! God!

Come on.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Now what?
- Wait here.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine.

Where is he?
Where'd he go?

He's looking out.

They're getting an I-beam.

That means they're
gonna ram the door.

Metal on metal.

Samantha, look around for
some cable cutters. Big ones.

- All right.
- Pete, come on.

Right there, right here.

What? What are we gonna do?

You're gonna drive
a GPU tug, Pete.

- I'm gonna drive?
- Yeah. Now, get in the seat.

What about Samantha?

We need cable cutters.
She's gotta find 'em.

Pete, I'll be your eyes.

You be my hands.

Okay, I'll try.

What do I do?

Just kick the junk
off of it, will you?

Come on, let's go.
We haven't got all day.

I am a colonel in the
army of my country,

Mr. Stams.

Not your beast of burden!

For God's sakes, Cardosa,
what's the matter with you people?

If you ever refer to me
as "you people" again,

I will shoot you, on the spot!

Relax, Cardosa.

You want help?
I'll help.

[ENGINE STARTING]

All right, good.

Now, down two on the shift.

That's it, that's it.

All right.

Now pull it forward
about three feet,

and crank the wheel hard left.

Nice and easy, go ahead.

Easy.

Slow.

Slow, slow down. Stop.

Stop!

I thought you said to turn left.

I told you to stop, Pete.
You gotta listen to me.

I did listen to you.
You gave me the wrong order.

- No, I didn't.
- Yes, you did.

All right, come on.
Let--Let's go back to square one.

What do you want me to do?

All right, put it in reverse.
Let's back up.

Go ahead.

Slow.

All right.

All right, that's good.
Stop. Stop.

Forward. Crank it a little left.

All right, on three.

One, two, three.

SAMANTHA:
Hurry!

Easy. Straighten it out.

Keep it steady.
Good, you're doing good.

Now start turning it
a little right.

Little bit.

Easy, a little more.

Straighten it out.

All right, Pete,
there's a wing coming up.

Get ready to duck.
Get ready.

All right, now, duck!

All right, good, we made that.

Turn right.
Turn right, turn right.

Easy. Slow.

Straighten it out.

And stop.

- Now what do we do?
- Put it in neutral.

There's a lever
just to the left.

Put your hand on it. There.

There's a button on top.
When I tell you,

press the button down,
pull the lever up.

But not until
I tell you. Okay?

Will this do?

That's perfect.
Follow me.

Cut this cable.

Right there.

All right, good.

Separate those two wires.

Now jam the red one
against the door.

Jam it against the strut.

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

Good. Come on.

All right, Pete.
Hit it.

Turn on the power switch.

Crank the volts up to 2,000.
Leave the amps where they are.

We're just gonna try
and stun 'em.

All right, Samantha,
turn on the cable switch.

Right.

One more should do it.

Now.

[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]

[ALL GROANING]

All right, shut it down.

[GRUNTS]

Stay down.

I don't want to shoot anyone,
but I will.

Did we do it?

Yeah, Pete.
We did it.

Thank you, MacGyver.

I'll never forget
what you've done.

Thank you, Peter.

I'll pray for you.

Good luck to you.

I am gonna have the surgery.

I'll make you a deal.

I will survive my presidency,

you will triumph
in your operation,

and come to see me.

It's a deal.

[SAMANTHA SPEAKING SPANISH]

So what'd they say?

I'm gonna heal.

Okay to ride with you?

I'd like that.

So,

wanna go bowling?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Oh, poor pickings.

That early frost just killed
what was left of the blueberries.

I told you, we should've
been out here pickin' every day.

Oh, there's some left here.

A little weathered,
but they'll do for preserves.

Dad gum! Poachers!

Oh!

If I have to live
another 50 years,

I'll see those heartless
wolf-killers out of these woods.

[SIGHING]

Spring it!

I'd like to snap it
around their necks

so they'd know
what it feels like.

What's the matter with people?

Don't they know the
pain and suffering

they cause those poor animals?

[EXCLAIMING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROANING]

- Did you hear that?
- What?

Did you hear that scream?

You know I don't hear well.

Oh, come on, come on, let's see.

[GROANING]

Lord in heaven!

You poor man.
You stepped into a bear trap.

D-Don't you worry.
My sister's a nurse.

I'm Hope. She's Faith.

We're the Lacey sisters. We run a
bed-and-breakfast just over yonder...

Oh, Hope, shush up
and give me a hand.

[MACGYVER GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

I don't think
we're strong enough.

[HOPE GROANS]

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Ladies, both of you
push on this side.

I'll push on this...

[GROANS]

Oh, crud!

Oh, I don't like
the looks of this at all.

We'll just have to take him home
with the trap on.

How?

Silly, in the wagon.

Here, now,

our house is near here.

We have tools there.

Now, don't you worry.

We'll have your foot
out of that trap in a jiffy.

Won't we, Faith?

Well, you're gonna have
to help us, Mister...

MacGyver.

Wait, wait, wait.

[MUMBLING]

Don't worry.
All right now, push.

- Push.
- I am pushing.

Push.

- Push.
- What does it look like I'm doing?

Push.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Oh, Leo, you're just in time!

HOPE:
Come and help us.

This man is badly hurt.
Hurry!

He's one of our regulars.
Such a nice man.

Never calls, just drops by.

Mr. MacGyver,
this is Leo Burns,

a frequent guest
at the Lacey house.

What happened?

I stepped in a...

He stepped on one
of those vicious traps.

We'll do the talking,
Mr. MacGyver.

I-If you don't mind, Leo...

Oh, sure.

Hope, will you go
and get the fireplace tools?

[CHAINS RATTLING]

[GROANING]

What were you doin'
out in the woods?

Uh, working.

E-Endangered Species Program,
gray wolf.

Well, bless your heart!

A fellow animal lover.

HOPE: You know, these traps
are only part of the problem.

Disease, hunting,
loss of habitat.

[FAITH GRUNTING]

HOPE: It's no wonder
the gray wolf is endangered.

For heavens sake, Leo, push!

[GRUNTING]

There!

Doesn't that feel better?

HOPE: Now, let's get him in the house
so I can dress that wound.

Needless to say, you're welcome
to stay just as long as you like.

HOPE: We'll put him
in the yellow daisy room.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

FAITH:
Well, look who's awake!

And here we are,
made fresh this morning.

Mmm. What time is it?

Now, never you mind.

It's more important that you
get something in your tummy.

FAITH:
You've got to eat.

Now, Mr. MacGyver,
no ifs, ands, or buts.

HOPE: You wanna get better,
don't you?

FAITH: Shame on you.
You didn't eat a thing.

Uh, did you call a doctor?

I talked to him by phone.

He had an emergency
appendectomy.

Marge Hofstedder
up on Gilpin Road.

Dr. Feiffer said if you can move
your foot, it's probably not broken.

The important thing is
that you stay off your feet.

If you want an X-ray, there's a
hospital about 70 miles away.

Uh, no. No.

Maybe if I could get somebody
to drive me back to my motel.

What did he say?

Motel?
[CHUCKLES]

Hope and I wouldn't
think of it, would we, Hope?

No. If Mr. MacGyver
is going to stay anywhere,

he's going to stay
right here at no charge.

Absolutely!

Consider it done.

Really, I appreciate all this...

Now, Mr. MacGyver, we'll pick up
your things on the way to the market.

That way, Dr. Feiffer
can stop by in the morning.

Now give me your
motel key, Mr. MacGyver.

Quickly.

We have pies in the oven.

Blueberry.
Our specialty.

Oh, I almost forgot!

Look here.

[GROANING]

We found this in the attic.

It belonged
to great-grandpa Lacey.

I think.

Well, who else
would it belong to?

He was a doctor, and an
abolitionist during the Civil War.

I was going to say that.

He was one of the first
to help runaway slaves.

Hope, stop deviling
Mr. MacGyver.

We'll have a whole week
to get to know each other.

A week?

That's what Dr. Feiffer said.

If you stay off that foot.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Hey!

Didn't I tell you no
eating in the car? Didn't I?

There he is!
Let's get him.

Hold it. Look.

Mr. Burns, what are
you doing out here?

We have a nice fire
going in the sitting room.

Oh, well.
Thanks for remembering our rules.

Faith and I have to run
some errands in town.

Would you mind looking in on
Mr. MacGyver while we're gone?

LEO:
Sure. Be happy to.

You find out
anything more about him?

I mean, who he works for?

All we know is,
he cares about the wolves.

Just like you, Mr. Burns.

I don't understand you, Leo.

You keep saying
how you like the air up here.

Why do you spoil it
with those cancer sticks?

Just a nasty habit, I guess.

Hope, are you coming?

Uh, Hope,

uh, this is for you and Faith.

- A letter.
- Yes, but I...

I don't want you
to open it unless...

Uh, unless somethin'
happens to me.

Promise me, okay?

Well--Well, yes.
Yes, Mr. Burns.

If you insist.

Hope!

Okay, now. Let's do it.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hi, Leo.
Having a nice vacation?

Yeah. Yeah, Gorman.
Real nice.

Abe, Bobby, w-what
are you guys doin' here?

Orders.

We came to get the money.

Oh, I--I-- I'm not doing
any pickups or deliveries.

I-- I'm on a little vacation.

Let's cut through
the chit-chat, Leo.

School's out.

Since I took over the books, the boss
knows you've been skimming money.

For years.

Over a million bucks worth.

You're a rich man, Leo.

No, it wasn't me.
I swear!

Right.
And ducks can ice-skate.

Abe.

Now one more time, Leo.

Where'd you hide the cash?

[GROANING]

[SCREAMS]

[PANTING]

I'm a dead man anyway.

Let me handle him.

Come on, Leo.

[GROANING]

[LAUGHING]

Please, you know
I got a heart problem.

You got more
than a heart problem.

You feel like talkin'?

[GROANING]
My chest...

[BOBBY LAUGHING]

Having fun, Leo?

[GROANING]

Let him loose.

You lunatic!
You killed him!

How was I supposed to know
his ticker was gonna stop?

What's the sweat?
The bum had a heart attack.

When they find him,
nobody's gonna be the wiser.

The money, Abe.

If I don't get that money back,
I'll be a dead man.

Car key. Okay.

Bobby, go check out his room.

Abe and I'll go through his car.

[DOOR OPENING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Faith?

Hello? Hope?

[COUGHS]

[GRUNTING]

[CUTLERY CLATTERING]

Hello?

[GROANING]

God.

Perfect.

[GASPING]
Oh, no!

[EXCLAIMING]
The man's a walking accident!

What are you doing downstairs?

Did you see Leo?

Y-Yes. He--He
just checked out.

Checked out?

He had some, uh,

some personal business
to attend to.

But I saw him laying
under the hammock.

Face down.

[GASPING]
You poor man.

Faith, look, the crutch broke.

Well, he shouldn't
have been out of bed.

[GROANING]

Oh, you hurt your
ankle again, didn't you?

Yes.

No wonder, the poor man
is hallucinating.

- Oh, let's get you into the parlor.
- What you need...

What you need
is a good hot cup of tea.

[GROANING]

Oh!

[WHIMPERING]

Now, you sit there and rest.

[GROANING]

[CLOCK TICKING]

[COUGHS]

[GROANS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GASPING] Mr. MacGyver,
you're awake!

[STUTTERING]
What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?

What's Leo doing here?

I didn't-- I didn't lie to you.

Leo did check out.

Permanently.

HOPE:
It was his last wish

that he would never
leave this place.

We thought the barn was perfect.

I-It's all in his will.

He gave it to me before he died.

Trust us, MacGyver,
Leo loved Lacey House.

We were his only family.

Wait a minute!

You can't just bury somebody.

There are laws!

You gotta have
a death certificate,

a burial permit,
all kinds of stuff.

Oh, poop!
Lighten up, MacGyver.

What difference does it make?

I promised Leo.
It was his last wish.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SIGHING]

It's been an hour since those
old broads brought Leo to the barn.

I don't get it.

Hey! The paint job.

You'd think
they'd call a doctor,

or a coroner, a cop.

Somebody.

Those two old biddies
are up to somethin'.

Come on, get in.

FAITH: Leo was dead when we
found him under the hammock.

It was his heart.

From all the smoking,
most likely.

Blue lips, blue fingernails.

Lord knows, I know the symptoms.

Yeah, what about that cut?

Could be he was hit
with something.

And those marks.

Well, that's from lying
in the hammock.

Lying in a hammock does
not press into your skin like that.

Well, who would want to hurt
a nice man like Mr. Burns?

What about the will?
Maybe that'll tell us something.

That's it?

Where's the rest of it?

That's all he gave us.

Uh, enough about Leo.

Uh, I think it's high time you get
yourself into bed, Mr. MacGyver.

After we call the police.

[MACGYVER CLEARS THROAT]

Very well.

I'll call.

On second thought,

maybe a nice pine box
would be better.

[GASPING]

Where you goin', grandma?
The party's just starting.

[LAUGHING]

[GASPING]

I hope you don't mind
if we pay our respects.

How dare you!

And you let go of my sister!

Whoa! Just...
Let's settle down here.

- What's the problem?
- No problem.

Give us the money
and we'll be gone.

What money?

Leo's money.

Of all the nerve.

The poor man isn't even cold,

and you come storming in
here looking for his wallet.

If it's all that important,
it's on his dresser.

I'm talkin' a million, lady.

Cash.

A million dollars?

Where would Leo
get that kind of money?

[CHUCKLING]
Leo?

Sounds like you and Leo
were real chummy.

Oh, yes. He's been
coming here for years.

Then, how come you're
buryin' him under your barn?

Sounds pretty suspicious to me.

Come on, come on,
what are you people up to, huh?

Uh, we people don't know
what you're talking about.

I'll jog her memory.

Just wait! Hold it.

Wait a second.

Mr. Gimp has something
to get off his chest.

Maybe he wants
to stand in for grandma.

Don't you dare.

Mr. MacGyver
is an innocent bystander.

Oh? Meaning you two
ain't so innocent?

Work her over.

Ah! Just...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I think I know
where the money is.

This morning I saw Leo

going out to the tool shed
with a suitcase.

That's better.

Abe, Bobby, tie them up.

And you two better pray that the
gimp knows where the money is.

Come on, ladies.
Over here. Move it.

[GROANING]

BOBBY:
Hold still, you old bag.

[GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]
You big goon!

Wait till I get my hands on you.

[EXCLAIMING]
Shame on you.

What would your mother say?

- [CHUCKLING]
- What mother?

He's the kind of thing
you find under a rock.

Hope, Faith, settle down.

[EXCLAIMING]

Good thinking, because
if those two don't shut up,

I'm gonna put 'em
in the hole with Leo.

Come on, guys. Let's go.

Sure wish I knew
what was going on here.

We're being terrorized by a
bunch of hoods, that's what.

You sure there's not
something you want to tell me?

About Leo?

His will?

Why it's torn in half?

All right.

[GROANING]

Mr. MacGyver,
what are you doing?

I'm gonna try and get us
out of here, ladies.

[MACGYVER GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]

Oh! Isn't he ingenious?

You said your great-grandfather
helped runaway slaves?

Is that right?

Oh, yes.
Long before the Civil War.

Why?

Well,

a trapdoor leading to a
hidden room under a barn?

It's kind of a strange place for
a storeroom, wouldn't you say?

What does that have
to do with slaves?

Faith, don't you remember
your lessons?

Abolitionists,
like Great-Grandpa Jonathan,

hid them in cellars just like
this as they moved north.

And most cellars
had a secret tunnel

so they'd have an escape route,
in case the authorities came.

Faith, he's right.

Great-Grandpa Jonathan
used to talk about a tunnel,

from the house to the barn.

Where he was going to put us
if we didn't eat our oatmeal.

Hope, that was a fairy tale.

Well, maybe not.

Oh, Faith!

Untie your sister.
I'm gonna look around.

How?
You can't even walk.

[GROANING]

What can we do to help?

Uh...

Grab that saw

and cut through the two
support beams on the stairs.

But not all the way through.

Oh, I get it.

Come on, Hope, come on.

HOPE:
Oh, now I get it.

We're setting up a trap.

FAITH: Well, of course
we're setting a trap.

[SAWING]

HOPE:
Oh, dad gum it!

FAITH:
Now what?

I broke a nail.

For goodness sakes, Hope,
who cares?

I do.

I'll glue it back later.
Just keep sawing.

What did you say?

I said, keep sawing.

Okay.

And you don't have
to shout at me.

Yes, you are definitely getting
a hearing aid for Christmas.

- What did you say?
- Never mind.

You're pulling too hard.

That's because you're yanking.

- I am not!
- Are, too.

[SAWING]

That creep!
He was pulling our chain!

There's something in here.

[ALL LAUGHING]

They double-crossed us!

For the last time.

[SAWING]

FAITH: Wait till that nosy
Clara Brinkley hears about this.

She'll be so jealous.

I found it.

Oh.

- This cupboard.
- What about it?

Well, it's not a cupboard.

Look, it's about an inch
or two off the ground.

Oh!

It's attached to the wall.

Give it a pull,
see if you can pull it out.

[CREAKING]

Put some muscle into it.

[HOPE GRUNTING]

Oh!

All right!

Oh!

You are ingenious.

Grab one of those lanterns.

They're coming.

[WHISPERING]
Faith, come on.

[GROANING]
Oh, my leg!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

Where'd they go?

Over here.

Footprints.

What'll we do
when we get out of here?

We'll call the police
and then get to your car.

Okay, slow down.

Stop. Stop, stop, the leg!

[EXHALES]

- What now?
- They didn't just disappear.

There's gotta be a tunnel.

Pull!

Come on, pull!

[ALL GRUNTING]

Go!

What if there's something
heavy on top of it?

Bite your tongue.

[CREAKING]

Oh!

- [GROANING]
- Jesus!

[LAUGHING] Oh, my
goodness, the kitchen!

We... All these years, and
we never knew it was here!

[GASPING]

Stop! Or you're all...

[SCREAMING]

Jeez!

I'll kill 'em!
I'll kill 'em!

Back the other way.

It's dead.

They must have cut the wires.

Where are the keys to your car?

In my coat.

Back in the barn, over Leo.

I'll kill 'em.

[COUGHING]
I'll kill 'em.

Hurry up.

Hurry up!

Honestly, Faith, I don't know
how many times I've told her,

get one of those little
magnetic key boxes,

but no!

It's all right, ladies,
we won't need a key.

Forget the car. Too late.

We'll have to stand them off.

You mean we're trapped?

Well, in the military

they call it taking
a defensive position.

Oh, I like that much better.

[SIGHING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

GORMAN:
Bobby, no!

Not until we find out where
they've hidden the money.

You are something else,
Mr. MacGyver.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Oh, I wish I were
three years younger.

HOPE:
Oh, Faith!

[GROANING]

What?

My back.

Forget it.
I got a better idea.

[GROANING]
Come on. God!

- You okay, boss?
- Yeah.

They can't be
everywhere at once.

- Okay, yeah, all right!
- Looks like they're giving up.

Yeah, well, I doubt that.

What next?

It's a big house. We have
to be ready for anything.

All right. I'm gonna
need your help here.

Yeah, piece of cake.

Got it.

[GROANING]

Listen to me.
I know you're in there.

You got somethin'
that belongs to us.

We're not leavin'
until we get it.

If you cooperate, I promise you,

nobody gets hurt.

Forget it, sucker.

You mugs will have to
come in and get us!

Isn't this exciting?

Oh, yeah.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

Keep workin'.

All right.

[GROANING]

My eyes! My eyes!

[GROANING]

Well?

Well, one of them
has got a headache.

[WINDOW SLIDING]

The sewing room!

I forgot to lock the window.

You didn't!

All right, ladies, tuck in there.
Go ahead.

Okay, grab an end.

[FLOORBOARD CREAKING]

[WHISPERING]
Now, on my signal, pull.

Now!

Hold it, wait a minute!

He's out.

Too bad.

[GROANING]

I don't believe this!
What happened?

I--I don't know. Somebody
hit me in the face with a mop.

- I couldn't get in.
- Couldn't get in?

It's just two old ladies
and a gimp.

- Bobby got in, right?
- How do I know?

I can't see a thing!

That's it! That's it!
Get in the car.

[GROANING]

Gorman, what are you gonna do?

I said get in the car!
I'll get in that house!

Did you hear that?

Oh, my goodness,
he's pointing his car at us.

What are we going to do?
We've run out of tricks.

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

Maybe not. Do you
have a vacuum cleaner?

FAITH:
Yes.

Can you bring it to me, please?

I sure will.

Thank you.

Brace yourself.

Plug that in.

They're coming right at us!

[GASPING]

[VACUUM CLEANER WHIRRING]

You're dead!

[GROANING]

FAITH:
We did it, we did it!

Go on, punk.

Make my decade.

We hope you're not mad at us.

No,

but I would like to know why
you didn't tell me about the money.

Well, we thought you were
such a goody two-shoes

that maybe you'd make us
give Leo's money back.

But it wasn't Leo's money.
He was skimming.

From the mob. Exactly.

So, they're not
about to claim it.

We know the rules,
Mr. MacGyver.

If nobody makes a claim,

the police have to give the
money back to the finders.

Besides, it wasn't for us.

With you as our consultant,

we're gonna use Leo's money
to save the gray wolf.

We do so hope your
Phoenix Foundation can help us.

Well, I can't promise anything,

but I'll do my best to enlighten the
people who use these darn things.

I have a terrific idea.

Why don't you just slam
a door on their leg?

That ought to get
their attention.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

WOMAN:
Right on time, Murdoc.

We've been expecting you.

Kindly remove your weapons.

Now, proceed
through the entryway.

[BEEPING]

All your weapons.

Satisfied?

WOMAN: As chairperson
of the board of directors

of Homicide International Trust,

I now call this
meeting to order.

Welcome back, Murdoc.

Your talents have been missed.

Really?

The last time we were together,

you tried to kill me.

Things were different then.

You tried to retire.

We couldn't risk the possibility

that you might
compromise HIT's operation.

Well, as you say, that was then.

Yes. And now you want to
rejoin our organization.

Well, unfortunately, Murdoc,

there's a problem.

You're well aware
our organization

cannot tolerate
failure of any kind.

My record is spotless.

Not quite.

Name one contract
that I've failed to execute.

MacGyver.

Yes.

Well, MacGyver helped me
rescue my sister from you.

He saved her life and mine.

I owe him a debt

of honor.

There's no room for honor
in our business.

MacGyver has been a detriment

to our international
operations for years.

Well, you have a point.

All right.

You want MacGyver's head,

you can have it.

You've said that before.

Perhaps MacGyver's
too formidable,

even for you.

MacGyver is terribly clever.
But then,

so am I.

You see, I do have one very
definite advantage over him.

He fights fair.

I cheat.

[LAUGHING]

Murdoc.

Do you like it?

You know, this place always
lacked a sort of a formal touch.

What's the matter, MacGyver?
You don't look happy to see me.

Yeah, go figure.

What do you want?

Well, I simply wanted to
thank you for coming to my aid

when you rescued my sister
Ashton from HIT.

You didn't give me much
of a choice on that, did you?

Details, MacGyver.

Why don't you sit down?
Don't look so grim.

Try the food, it's vegetarian.

Uh, this is a little more
than a simple thank you.

Go easy on me, MacGyver,
all right?

I've recently suffered a
personal tragedy. It's my...

My dear sister Ashton.
She was, uh,

killed while skiing
in Switzerland.

Was it HIT?

No. No, no,
it was an avalanche.

Poor Ashton.

She was the last of my family.

I'm sorry.

Yes, well, the death
of a loved one forces you

to evaluate your life,
make a fresh start.

Get back to business.

[GRUNTING]

Is this how you keep
your promises, Murdoc?

You didn't really think that
I would retire, did you, MacGyver?

[HUMMING]

I mean, do you
see me playing golf?

Can you see me fishing?

The world's problems
being what they are,

my talents are in greater
demand than ever before.

Also, you know,
I must confess, I...

I need the money.

That's why I asked HIT to
let me come out of retirement.

They tried to kill you.

Well, business is business.

Forgive and forget,
that's what I always say.

Besides, HIT asked me to erase

the only blemish on my
otherwise spotless record,

and, of course,
that blemish is you.

[MURDOC LAUGHING]

Now this

is a unique mixture of cyanide.

It's actually my own formula.

Kills

instantly.

Better death through chemistry,
that's what I always say.

All right, MacGyver,

why don't you

find a clever way out of this?

[GRUNTS]

The death of MacGyver.

Scene one.

Action!

So, MacGyver, why don't
you tell us how you really feel

knowing that
you're about to die.

Well, would you like
to share that with us?

Come on, MacGyver, speak up.

What are you,
camera shy, MacGyver?

[CLICKS]

[GRUNTING]

Admit it!
I've won, haven't I?

All right!

You've got me! You satisfied?

MURDOC:
Yes, I think I may be.

[CLICK]

You know,

you--you don't know how long

I've waited for you to say this.

[CUFFS CLICKING]

Murdoc! Still playing
your sick games!

No games.

Strictly business.

You saved my life,

I arranged this
to pay off the debt.

- We're even.
- Even?

Now I can hunt you with a clear
conscience, MacGyver, but be warned.

You're a target,

and I don't intend to miss.

[EXHALES]

- [GUN FIRES]
- [GLASS SHATTERING]

MURDOC:
Keep your head down, MacGyver!

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

HELEN: Mr. Thornton?
MacGyver's on line two.

Mr. Thornton?

[SIGHS]

Mr. Thornton?

[BEEP]

Tell him I'll call him back.

He says it's about Murdoc.

Murdoc? Put him through.

MacGyver? Don't tell me
that maniac is back.

And I'm his target.
I'm gonna lay low for a while.

MacGyver, did I have
a bad connection?

Did I hear you just say that you
were going to run from Murdoc?

Pete, I just got to get out
of here for a while, okay?

I don't want anyone
gettin' hurt in the crossfire.

Now wait a minute,
are you talking about me?

Because I can
take care of myself.

Pete, are your eyes any better?

[SIGHING]
No.

MacGYVER: You still need
your operation, don't you?

You know I do.

I rest my case.

Now, you know Murdoc
will use anyone to get to me.

All right, listen.

The Phoenix Foundation
has a safe house

up on Overlook Mountain.
Go there for a while.

THORNTON: And take
a pool car, not your own.

And, MacGyver,
stay in touch, okay?

MacGYVER:
No promises.

MacGyver, come on!

Thanks, Pete.

[PHONE DISCONNECTING]

Yes.

Thanks, Pete.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

So long, MacGyver.

Rest in pieces.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[BELL TOLLING]

AMY:
Mom! Mom!

Wait. I won't hurt you.

I'll hurt you, mister,
if you lay one hand on her.

Please, I need help.

Who are you?

I...

I don't know.

I...

I can't remember.

I'm warning you, stay back!

I just need to rest.

Did Dad send him?

I don't know.

He's really hurt bad.

We'll put him in
one of the guest cabins.

[GASPS]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

Welcome back.

How long have I been out?

Not long.

Still can't remember
who you are?

No.

I checked your pockets.

You don't have a wallet,

no driver's license,
no ID, nothing.

I must have lost it in a...

The accident.

Accident?

Yeah, I was, uh...

I was driving, uh...

And there was a crash.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Explosion...

I just get flashes.

There was an explosion.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

It's all kind of jumbled.

SUZANNE:
If there was an accident,

someone else may be hurt.

I should call
the highway patrol.

I should also call Doc Colby,
get him to come out from town.

I'm afraid amnesia's a bit
beyond my first aid skills.

Lucky you were here.

I was afraid
this place was deserted.

Well, not much goes on
during the dead season.

- Is this your place?
- No.

The owner hired me to
look after it over the winter.

I'm glad he did.

Uh, Mrs...

Walker. Suzanne.

This is my daughter, Amy.

- MacGYVER: Hi, Amy.
- Hi.

I'm sorry I scared you earlier.

That's okay.
I hope you feel better soon.

Come on, Amy, let's go.
The man's got to rest.

I'll look in on you later.

[LOCK RATTLING]

I like him, Mom. I don't
think he works for Daddy.

Can't afford
to take any chances.

[DOOR OPENING]

AMY: Why can't I
just talk to him?

SUZANNE: I want you
to stay away from him.

Maybe I can help him
get his memory back.

I said no, Amy.
That's final.

[SIGHS]
It's not fair.

We haven't seen another
person since we got here.

Sweetheart,
I know it's not easy.

Someday we won't have
to live like this, I promise.

But until then, we have
to be very, very careful.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Oh, I love you so much.

I'll never let anyone
take you away, never.

I love you too, Mom.

I'm gonna make the phone calls.
You go out and cover the canoes.

- Okay.
- Okay?

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[LABORED BREATHING]

[MOANS]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GRUNTS]

Did you have a bad dream?

Uh, somethin' like that.

Does your mother know
you're here?

Uh-uh. She doesn't like
me talkin' to strangers.

That's usually
pretty good advice.

Did my dad send you?

Your dad?

'Cause if you came to take
me away, you can forget it.

I don't want to live with him.
I want to stay with my mom.

So tell my dad
to just leave us alone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Just take it easy.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Your dad tried to take you
away from your mom?

Ever since they got divorced.

Oh.

That's why she wasn't
so happy to see me.

You won't tell on us, will you?

No. No.

Oh, my God. Amy!

[SCREAMING]
Let me go!

Now stop. I won't hurt you.
Please listen.

This is a matter
of life and death.

Who are you?

My name is MacGyver.

I work with
the Phoenix Foundation.

We're a private organization.

We work with the government
and the police.

- The police? Something wrong?
- I'm afraid so.

I'm on the trail of a man.
His name is Murdoc.

He has blonde hair, dark eyes,
he's around 6'1".

What has he done?

He's a professional killer.

Now, I nearly had him on
the road a few miles back,

but he ambushed me.
Have you seen anyone?

My daughter, Amy.

She found a man that
matches that description.

Well, where is he?

He's in there.

And I think she's with him.

Well, if she's in that cabin
with Murdoc,

your daughter
is in terrible danger.

Now easy!

This is no time
to lose your head.

If he hurts Amy...

She'll be fine, as long as he doesn't
suspect that he's been found out.

He says he has amnesia.
He doesn't know who he is.

Murdoc is full of tricks.
Now believe me,

the safest thing that you
can do is call the police.

I tried.
The wires have been cut.

When we got divorced, the judge
said I could live with my mom.

But my dad
just wouldn't give up.

He moved to another state,
where the laws were different,

and spent a whole bunch
of money on lawyers.

And he won, huh?

One day I was coming
home from school.

The next thing I know,

two men jump out of a car
and start chasing me.

They would have caught me, too,

if a policeman
hadn't stopped them.

They said Dad had hired them.

And that's when you and your
Mom started hidin' out here?

[SIGHING]
You know, Amy,

for all I know,
your dad could have sent me.

Oh, no way.

The guys he sends are flashy.

You know, suits, haircuts.
Not like you.

Thanks. I think.

Definitely Murdoc's handiwork.

I could fix it if I only
had some duct tape.

Now I know this is very dangerous.
Just the two of us.

So will you help me?

- What do you want me to do?
- Good.

I want you
to go up to that cabin,

and get your daughter
away from Murdoc.

I think you should
leave that with me.

See, remember, if Murdoc
suspects you in any way,

he won't hesitate in killing
you and your daughter.

Thank you.

Good. Just stay calm.

Everything's going to be fine.
I'll be close by.

Go ahead.

Don't tell my mom I was here.

MacGYVER:
Amy?

I called the doctor.
He's on his way.

Are you feeling any better?

A little.

Still no luck with
my memory, though.

Well, I'm sure it'll come back.

I was looking for Amy.

Have you seen her?

I've been sworn to secrecy.

[SIGHING]

I'm sorry if she bothered you.

She's stubborn.

Oh, I just think she's lonely.

She told me
about your situation.

It's okay, I won't tell anybody.

Thank you.

I'll let you know
when the doctor gets here.

Do you really think
playing hide and seek

with your ex-husband's
the best for Amy?

Or you?

This is no game, mister.

And it's also
none of your business.

MURDOC: No games.
Strictly business.

[MURDOC LAUGHING]

[DOOR SLAMMING]

[LOCK RATTLING]

- I'm gonna get my mother.
- Amy? Amy!

Oh, are you all right?

You see, Amy, I told you
your mother'd be right back.

Thank God he didn't hurt you.

It's lucky that
she got away from Murdoc.

Who's Murdoc?

That's the man's name,
sweetheart.

He's a criminal.

No, he's not. He just
can't remember who he is.

No, no, sweetie,
he just said that to fool us.

MacGyver's here to arrest him.

That's right.

I'm one of the good guys, see?

Now we've been after
this criminal for years.

We're gonna get to put
him away, thanks to you.

There may even be a reward.

Mom, it's a mistake.

- He wouldn't hurt anyone!
- Shh.

I think it's time that you took the
child into town and got the police.

I'll make sure that Murdoc
stays put, all right?

I'll call from the general store.
It's just a few miles away.

The police will
get here quicker.

Good thinking.
However,

I think you should leave
the keys to the cabin with me.

You'll be all alone.
What if he tries something?

Don't worry.
I know how to handle Murdoc.

Thanks.

[GRAVEL CRUNCHING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

Amy, get in the car.

The man with the gun.
I don't trust him.

He smiles too much.

Amy, you don't know
what you're talking about.

MacGyver's our friend.

No! We can't leave him
alone with that man.

He'll do something awful,
I know it!

Amy, get in the car.

Amy, get over here!

MacGyver? MacGyver?

Are you the doctor?

That's right.
I'm here to take care of you.

[DOOR CLOSING]

I know you, don't I?

Well, I should think so,
after all this time.

But then your memory's
not what it used to be.

The gunshot...

[CAMERA CLICKING]

...will activate the shutter.

And that will freeze the
exact moment of your death.

And of course, this work
of art will convince HIT

that I'm not over the hill.

Why are you doing this?

Who are you?

Come on,
at least tell me who I am.

MURDOC: You know, I'd love to
stand around and chat about old times,

but I don't want to be here
when the police arrive.

Do you know what I mean?

So, why don't you
say your prayers now?

That is, of course,
if you can remember any.

- [CAMERA CLICKING]
- No! No! No!

Amy, get away from the door!

[GRUNTING]

[GUN FIRING]

Drop the gun!

You don't understand.

Do what I said.

Murdoc has your daughter.

We have to try and
get her away from him.

He wasn't doing the shooting.

Ms. Walker,
please be reasonable.

Stay back!

[CLICKING]

[GASPS]

[LAUGHS]

It's not safe to leave a loaded
gun lying around, now, is it?

- Mommy!
- No, no.

Now fair's fair!

You keep the little girl,

but I will require the services
of the lady a little longer.

MURDOC: Now, you know
the abandoned mine nearby,

that's where
we'll finish our business,

but don't keep me waiting.

Or the little girl

will be an orphan.

[LAUGHING]

Hey, whoa, whoa!
Where are you goin'?

We have to do something
or he'll kill Mom.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Where does she keep
the shells for this?

In the lodge.

[PANTING]

Come on!

[CLATTERING]

This is perfect.

It was all lies, wasn't it?

Everything you said.

No. No, the facts were true,
I just switched identities.

You? You're Murdoc?

At your service, my darling.

Let me go with you.

No.

No, um, you ride to the
nearest phone and call the police.

I'll be all right.

So will your mom. Go on.

You can look,

but you better not touch.

Now if you cut those wires,
or put tension on them,

those explosives
will turn you to rubble.

Oh, please go ahead.
Shoot me.

Come on, do it!

You can't do it, can you?

It's not in your blood, is it?

Well, you do have

other urgent business at hand.

[CLICK]

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

Now if you don't
go past those wires,

this young lady...

[SUZANNE GRUNTING]

...will drop out, permanently

to the bottom of the mine shaft.

Plus, there is a time limit.

MURDOC: You see,
this fuse is attached

to plastique explosives,

and they're strapped to the
cable above the elevator car.

When it goes...

[LAUGHING]
...so does she.

[FUSE CRACKLING]

How do you expect me
to get through this?

Well, that's your problem,
isn't it?

Why are you doing this?

Call it my own amalgamation
of Beat the Clock and Jeopardy.

I mean, after all this time,

what, am I going to kill some
empty-headed amnesiac?

It's not really
very satisfying, is it?

Look, whatever you got
against me,

she's not involved.
Let her go.

Well, you said yourself,

sometimes innocent people
get caught in the crossfire.

Don't they?

Well, good luck.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[LOUD POPPING]

[LAUGHING]

Ah!

[GRUNTING]

MacGyver!

MacGyver.

Bravo, MacGyver.

Well, it seems like
my little obstacle

has brought you back
to your old self again.

You got what you wanted,
Murdoc, now let her go.

Oh, I'm so sorry, MacGyver,
but if it's any consolation,

at least you won't be
around to see her die.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[CLICK]

[GASPS]

[GROANING]

[EXCLAIMING]

MacGyver!

[THUD]

[WOMAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

SUZANNE: I was thinking
about what you said earlier.

Amy and I talked it over.

We decided to go home.

It's time to stop hiding.

What about Amy's dad?

Maybe we can talk,
work things out.

If not, he's in for a fight.

Right.

We've looked all over
the bottom of that shaft.

You sure this fellow
Murdoc fell in?

Let me guess.

No body, right?

Well, we'll keep lookin'.

He's got to be down there.

No way a fella could have
survived a fall like that.

You don't know Murdoc.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

This court is now in session.

Please be seated.

We've heard all the evidence

in the case of the Lakota tribe
versus New Plains Electric.

I'll now call on both counsels
for their summations.

Closing argument,
Mr. Samuels.

Mr. Whitecloud
wants the court,

you, ladies and gentlemen,

to stop New Plains Electric

from running high tension lines
across Bitter Flats.

First, he'd have you believe that
the land was part of the reservation.

But as we've shown,

the treaty states quite clearly
that the boundary is Black Stream.

And just as clearly,

the corridor through which
we want to place our lines

is three miles
to the east of there.

This established,
Mr. Whitecloud

abandoned his argument
completely,

and conjured up this wild claim

of electromagnetic fields
from high-tension lines

harming the environment.

So, we summoned representatives

of the Phoenix Foundation
who are involved

in a comparable
case in California.

Yes, the Phoenix Foundation
is notoriously pro-environment.

And, yes,
in the California case,

they were on the other side
of the issue.

Nevertheless,
what could Mr. Willis

and Mr. MacGyver tell us?

- SAMUELS: Nothing.
- What a sleazeball.

No indication whatsoever that
EMFs harm the environment.

And as for the health issue,

the way I read the testimony,

if we ran high-tension lines
through your living room,

there is only inconclusive
studies that only suggest

the possibility of
potential long-term effects.

[CHUCKLES]

But Bitter Flats is uninhabited.

Jerk.

SAMUELS:
Ladies and gentlemen,

at 11:00 on Friday morning,

Mr. Everett Johnson,
the president of NPE,

is going to be
at our Cook Power Facility

to give the go-ahead on a massive
renovation that will culminate

in the running of hundreds
of megawatts of power

over these new lines.

This start-up has already been
postponed three times due to

Mr. Whitecloud's
frivolous lawsuit.

I urge you,

do not allow
another costly delay.

Let NPE get back to the business

of supplying electricity to
good folks of this community

and others like it.

Thank you.

[MAN COUGHS]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Mr. Whitecloud?

[SIGHS]

No conclusive studies.

Terrific.

And what if at some
point in the future

there are conclusive studies?

And they do show a hazard?

Then what?

This is the only
Earth we've got.

It's not as if we can pick up

and move to another
planet now, can we?

And what about this treaty
that Mr. Samuels mentioned?

For five centuries
we've been given the choice

of signing treaties,

or being exterminated.

So we signed.

Nearly 400 times.

But even then, ask any Indian,

not one of those treaties
was ever completely honored.

So, my hat is off to you,
Mr. Samuels.

You have found the one treaty

in all the world,
in all of time,

that someone actually
wants to abide by.

[ALL CHUCKLING]

Don't you believe it.

There's a swindle
here somewhere.

Unfortunately, in 1891,

none of us had law degrees
to ferret out these scams.

But so it goes
throughout history.

Lying, cheating, stealing,

slaughtering
innocent women and children.

You bear this in mind,

and you begin to understand
the depth of our grievance.

We're not asking to renegotiate
the sale of Manhattan Island.

We know it's impossible
to turn back the clock.

But Bitter Flats, as, uh,
Mr. Samuels pointed out,

is uninhabited.

Actually, he means
"uninhabited by whites."

Because holy men
from the reservation

have been going there
for a very long time.

It's always been our land,

and that land,
ladies and gentlemen,

is as sacred to Indian culture

as the church is to yours.

How would you like
high-tension wires

passing through
your place of worship?

Please, think about it.

I'll admonish the jury to
restrict their deliberations

to the issue
of environmental damage.

Nothing more.

We find in favor
of the defendant,

New Plains Electric.

[PEOPLE GRUMBLING]

JUDGE: Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

This court is adjourned.

- Shall we go?
- Yeah, yeah.

Nothing like twisting
our testimony around, pal.

I only restated the facts.

That's my job.
Mr. Johnson.

Shyster.

Uh, Mr. Whitecloud.

Mr. Whitecloud,
hold up a second, will you?

What?

Look, we were subpoenaed
by NPE to testify.

We didn't have a choice.

We were used in that courtroom.

So what do you want from me?

Well, you said there might
be a swindle in this treaty.

I also said treaties weren't
worth the paper they're written on.

Yeah, but if we can find
proof of fraud...

Proof is a very
elusive commodity.

We'll use the resources
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Access data banks, global intelligence
networks, satellite telemetry...

If it'll make you happy, go for it.
You don't need me.

Hey, wait a minute.
This is your case.

Look, you want me to tell
you everything will be okay

so you can have
a clear conscience?

You got it, pal.
Now go home.

Hey!

My conscience is clear, okay?

We just wanna set things right.

Sorry. You're a few
centuries too late.

You know, you don't
strike me as a quitter.

You're right.

I was never a quitter.

I was a joiner.

Marine Corps. Nam.

Top law firm in Chicago.

But then I quit,

to become this big defender
of Indian rights,

and a hero at last.

And I'll tell you what,
kemosabe,

I'm ready to be a joiner again.

I guess we've got
a plane to catch.

I'm gonna stick
around for a while.

I can, uh, fax you
what we have on our database.

Uh, treaty, maps,
geological surveys.

Yeah, yeah, all that stuff,
that'd be good.

Come on.

[SIGHING]

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Hello.

My name is Standing Wolf.

I am not from around here.

Where are you from?

A place where a warrior
does not waste his time thinking

when he can take action.

Okay.

Take care of yourself, huh?

Bitter Flats is
a place of power.

If wires go up,

they will harm
the spirits of the mountain.

Look, Standing Wolf,

I respect your beliefs.

But personally,
I'm not religious.

The only issue for me
was Indian rights.

Oh, I see.

In that case,

I will have to show you.

You don't understand, I...

I will have to show you.

Well, they were
talking about maps,

treaties, satellite
something or other,

all sorts of high tech stuff.

Do we have anything
to worry about?

If MacGyver stumbles onto a
certain well-kept historical secret,

Bitter Flats could revert
back to the Indians.

That our only corridor south
from Cook Power Plant.

Now, if the construction
is stopped,

that could cost hundreds
of millions in revenues

and it could cost me everything.

Tell me what to do.

Accidents happen.

Just remember that I have
that little publicity show-and-tell

at the plant on Friday morning.

I don't want a mess.

I, uh, hate messes, too,
Mr. Johnson.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

What are you doing here?

Uh, well, Willis faxed me
some maps and stuff

but I wanted to take
a look at the place myself.

This is a place of power.

High-tension lines cannot go up.

A place of power?

What are you doing?

You have to leave here.

Why?

I had a vision last night.

You wouldn't understand.
Just don't go in there.

- Give me a reason not to.
- I just did.

[GROANS]

- You okay?
- Yeah.

What has gotten into you?

They're gone.

I thought killing MacGyver was
supposed to look like an accident.

Yeah, well it was, before they
blew up our construction yard.

C4.

[PHONE SPEED-DIALING]

It's Russell.

Listen, check out
Whitecloud's file.

See if he has a connection
for C4 plastic explosive.

Hey, wait a minute.
Hold it.

What do you mean, "hold it"?
They were shooting at us.

No kidding!

You just blew up
their construction site.

Yeah, I also dropped my rifle

and they still kept
shooting at both of us.

The guy doing the shooting
was Dick Russell,

head of security for NPE.
What does that tell you?

What, you think
they followed me?

You're the one that's
been digging into the treaty.

Unless, of course, they're
just nostalgic to kill an Indian.

A friend of mine
has a cabin not far from here.

We can radio for help
from there.

Perfect.

Yeah, I'll keep in touch.

Well,

I think I, uh, know
where they're headed.

So, how do you go from
wanting to join a top law firm to...

- A Lakota warrior?
- Yeah.

I told you,
I had a vision last night.

- What kind of vision?
- It's personal.

Sorry.

Why is it so important to you?

I don't know.
Maybe I just want to learn.

I'll tell you.

A spirit came to me.

First he was a man.

An old Indian
named Standing Wolf.

He brought me to the flats.

Then he became a wolf.

And I saw the killing power
of the electricity,

red and glowing.

And I saw a dead Indian boy.

A vision of the future,
unless I did something to stop it.

And that's what I'm gonna do,
MacGyver.

I'm gonna stop it.

Wait here.

[TIN CANS RATTLING]

Phil, uh, Phil Crow?

Who are you?

Dick Russell.

I'm an old friend
of Larry Whitecloud's.

How are you doing?

You don't look like
a friend of Whitecloud.

Yeah, we, uh,

we practiced law together
in Chicago.

Yeah, I was supposed to
meet him in town, and he, uh,

he left a note, uh,
saying to come up here.

Yeah, he left his...
He left his rifle behind, too.

You recognize it, don't you?

[CHUCKLES]

After we use Phil Crow's
radio and get you out of here,

I'll just fade back into
the wilderness for a while.

What are you gonna do,
hide for the rest of your life?

Just long enough to come back
at NPE with a few more surprises.

Yeah, well, planting bombs
is not the answer.

You're gonna kill somebody.

That'll be on Everett Johnson
and NPE's head.

You know, one man's terrorist
is another man's patriot.

Yeah, well, that's absurd.
Terrorism never did any good.

I've spent my entire adult life
functioning within the system.

That doesn't do any good,
either.

Do you really believe that?

Well, I've won a few cases.

Advanced social justice
here and there,

but only in the context of reality
brought over by the white man

500 years ago.

All right, all right, maybe.
I'll grant you that.

But there's no way I'm
gonna buy into some spirit

telling you to go off
and plant bombs.

You don't have a clue, do you?

[RATTLING]

Phil Crow's doorbell.

He doesn't like
surprise visitors.

- Nam?
- Yeah.

Big part of his life
is still the war.

If, uh, Crow acts
a little strange,

don't take it personally, huh?

I'm getting used to it.

Crow?

Phil Crow?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Phil Crow?

He's probably out hunting.

I don't think so.

Crow is known to have a temper

when it comes
to mechanical things.

Crow!

He's dead.

Yeah. He's been shot.

Crow specialized in booby traps.

He used to say,
for a split second,

he could hear the beginning
of a man's scream,

as it was drowned out
by the explosion,

the noise.

Up here, he found quiet.

So this is where
you got your C4, huh?

No. Just the detonators.

The C4's hidden.

Hey, wait a minute.

Was Crow licensed for C4?

Yeah. He used to do
construction blasting.

Well, maybe he did some
for NPE, and it was registered.

I left some C4 in my bag
back at the construction site.

Along with your rifle.

30-30, maybe?

They killed Crow.

To frame you.

What are you doing?

Johnson's gonna be at Cook
Power Plant in the morning.

I'm going after him.

Why?

You'll be playing
right into their hands.

Then their hands
are gonna get bloody.

Can't you see the only way to
beat them is to get to the truth?

There's truth in revenge.

Whitecloud.

They're afraid
I'm onto something.

Does it occur to you that they
might be trying to frame you

to get rid of me?

Then why weren't they here to
greet you with my Winchester?

What are they waiting for?

[RIFLE COCKING]

Fingerprints.

You see, I wanted to make sure
yours were fresh.

[GROANS]

There's my victim.

And here's my terrorist.

[TIN CANS RATTLING]

[YELLS]

- Which way?
- Over here.

[GROANS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Forget it. He's gone.

Well, it doesn't really matter.

Once the cops find MacGyver's body,
Whitecloud's history.

The body's in here.

Hey, that's impossible,
he was right here.

[RIFLE COCKING]

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

What...

- Anything?
- No sign of him.

You don't think he could have
made it to the road, do you?

Let's check it out.

If he's not there,

we'll brief Johnson
at the plant in the morning.

[STANDING WOLF CHANTING]

[CHANTING]

[EXCLAIMS]

What happened?

You were shot.

By a gun.

I don't feel anything.

You will, in the morning.

But I don't think you'll die.

Your body gave up the bullet.

From the gun.

Remember?

Yeah.

Who are you?

Standing Wolf.

You're Standing Wolf?

You know me?

What an honor.

Not really.

This is a dream, right?

I don't think so.

Didn't that hurt?

Hey!

Maybe this is a dream!

Well, no matter.

Come.

I will show you
what there is to see.

I do not understand why a white man
would come to this place.

Unless you're the friend
of Larry Whitecloud.

I know him.

Ah.

But still,
it is strange, isn't it?

Yes, I think so, too.

This is very strange.

Wait. Wait a minute.

Where are we?

Bitter Flats.

How'd we get here?

I took a shortcut.

No. No,
I was at Bitter Flats.

There was no tower.

It was just a construction site.

- When?
- Today, earlier.

Ah, yes.

But this is later.

Much later.

Wait, wait.

This stream wasn't here, either.

No.

You're wrong about that.

This stream was always here.

Come.

You must be thirsty.

Standing Wolf?

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

You're going to be all right.

The boy.

The glow.

Whitecloud had the same vision.

Yes, the same.

But I don't understand.

What I saw was not
about violence.

Violence?

No.

Violence was not the message.

Perhaps Whitecloud
only meant to...

to count coup
in the old Lakota tradition.

"Count coup"?

Yes.

A warrior shows true greatness

by choosing not
to kill an enemy,

but instead to humiliate him

by touching him with a stick,

and then to come away unharmed.

Counting coup was the way
my people often did battle.

It's too bad we don't do it
like that these days, huh?

Yes.

There are many things your
world could learn from ours.

Mmm.

Now I understand
why you are here.

To help Whitecloud
see the truth.

That is good.

Now we must rest.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GASPS]

[GROANS]

MacGYVER:
The stream.

The stream.

That's it.

[TIMER BEEPS]

MacGyver. You're alive.

[GROANS]
Yeah.

Yeah.

Come here, take a look at this.

Bitter Flats is part
of the reservation.

This map was drawn up

in 1894,
according to the treaty.

Black Stream is east
of Bitter Flats, not west.

Yeah.

Now,

take a look at this map
that Willis faxed to me.

It was drawn up in 1911.

It shows the stream running five
miles west of where it should be.

And that's where
it's been drawn ever since.

The stream was dry,
so no one questioned it.

Bitter Flats is Indian land.

That's right.

The land does not belong to NPE.

We can stop them, legally.

Yeah. Try and make that happen.

But you can make that happen.

My vision showed me another way.

Your vision also showed
the stream running

east of Bitter Flats.

I did see the stream.

How did you know?

After I was shot,

I--I had a dream.

- A dream?
- Yeah.

Everything you described.

Standing Wolf,

the red glow, all of it.

And then I found this map.

You just found the map?

Yeah.

And what about
the dead Indian boy?

Did you see him in your dream?

Yes, I did.

Then you should understand
what I have to do.

No, no.

I think it's completely
the opposite.

A warning not
to turn to violence.

Standing Wolf told me
that you got the message wrong.

He said that

counting coup was okay.

Counting coup?

No. Johnson's gotta pay
for Phil Crow's murder.

Will you let the police
handle Johnson?

The police don't handle
people like Johnson.

Thanks, MacGyver,
for everything.

No, I can't let you do it.

Don't try to stop me. And just
keep away from the power plant.

Why?

You already set the
explosives, didn't you?

Just keep away.

No! I cannot keep away!

Well, I guess you gotta do
what you gotta do.

[GROANS]

So do I.

[GUN COCKS]

You know, if I were
superstitious, MacGyver,

I would swear you were a ghost.
Only I'm not superstitious.

We'd better get him out of sight
before Mr. Johnson gets here.

Listen, guys,

there's a bomb
somewhere in this plant.

It could go off any minute.

Yeah, right.
And the check's in the mail.

RUSSELL:
Move it, MacGyver.

Let's go.

[SPEAKS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Grandfather.

I'm telling you,
there's a bomb in there!

Oh, yeah, right, I heard you.

Get in there.

[MACHINES WHIRRING]

What if he's telling
the truth about the bomb?

It's a bluff.

Stay here.

If he makes a noise,

hurt him.

[BEEPS]

I hope you have good news.

MacGyver and the Indian
got away yesterday.

We caught MacGyver
snooping around the plant.

I have a publicity tour
due any minute

and you've got MacGyver here?

He's locked up
in the pump house right now.

He won't be causing
any more trouble.

I pay you to solve problems,
Russell.

When the tour is over,
I want it solved.

No problem.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[WHISPERING]
Oh, my God.

[AIR HISSING]

[GROANS]

Okay, everybody,
give it a big smile, here.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

And over here
is the control room.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

JOHNSON: When we finish
renovations here in three months,

this plant will be
able to produce...

- [CAMERA CLICKING]
- ...an extra 800 megawatts of power.

Get out of here, MacGyver.

There are kids in this plant.

I'm going to warn them.

Just defuse the bomb, will you?

- No.
- What?

There's still time for me to
settle my score with Johnson.

What good will killing him do?

We've already been through that.

Look, the last thing
your cause needs is killing.

Where's the bomb?

JOHNSON: Now up here are
the generators I told you about.

Okay, everybody, now keep up.

Whitecloud, no.

Get the kids out of here.
Now!

MAN:
Come on, kids.

Johnson, up here. With me.

Move it!

This isn't the way.

No? You saw the vision.

What I saw was a warning
to turn away from violence.

You're wrong!

Whitecloud, where's the bomb?

On top of the generator.

Get out of here, son.
Go, now!

JOHNSON:
Let's talk, Whitecloud.

We can work something out.

How do I defuse this thing?

You can't.
You need a cotter pin.

MacGYVER:
Do you have it?

No.

JOHNSON:
Whitecloud, be reasonable.

We're all going to die!

WHITECLOUD:
Shut up!

[TIMER BEEPS]

[BUZZING]

I did it!

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

Whitecloud, no!

BOY:
Whoa!

He counted coup on you.

[LAUGHS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Hey, MacGyver.

Thought I might find you up here.
When did you get out?

Yesterday.

They released me without bail
until the trial.

Well, Willis got
those satellite pictures.

Did they confirm the location
of Black Stream?

Definitely.

I had a chance
to research the forgery.

Seems that a company
called Horton Mining

was prospecting
the area back in 1904.

They paid off some government
official to redraw the map.

Then in the '20s, they merged
with an electrical power company.

NPE?

Johnson must have
known all about it.

The DA's filed conspiracy
charges against him

in Phil Crow's murder.

Well! See? Sometimes the system
works the way it's supposed to.

Yeah.

I'm gonna participate in
my first sun dance next year.

Outsiders are sometimes
allowed to dance, too.

Yeah, well, I don't think
I'm quite up to that yet.

It's a good way
to touch the spirit world.

- [WOLF HOWLING]
- Well...

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Excuse me.

Uh, Pete Thornton's room,
please.

211.

How's he doing?

If getting him into a hospital
gown is any indication,

terrible.

Vacation, huh?

MacGYVER:
Why didn't you tell me, Pete?

Well, what's to tell?

I've got glaucoma.

I'm going blind.

And I'm gonna have surgery

to see if maybe, just maybe,

some of the sight that
I've got left can be saved.

How did you find out?

I'm a clever guy.

What difference does it make?
You knew I'd find out anyway.

Well, maybe I would like to
handle this alone, okay?

No! No, it's not okay.

You've always been there for me.

Friendship works two ways,
you know?

Oh! Look, MacGyver,

we are friends,
we've been friends.

But you have never
really needed me.

That's not true at all.

Oh, yeah?
Well, name me one time.

- I could name a hundred.
- Well, name one.

All right,
the Chinese consulate,

when I was trapped on the roof.

Yeah.

Keep going.

THORNTON:
Mei Jan.

That student leader
who escaped to the U.S.

right after
the Tiananmen Square Massacre.

Her own government wanted
to see her dead

before she had time to spread the
word about what really happened.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

How are we going to
get off this roof?

[PANTING]

[MAN CHATTERING
OVER MICROPHONE]

Thank you.

Thank you.

[CROWD CHANTING]

Tie it to your bumper
and take up the slack!

What are you doing?

You're gonna have to
trust me on this.

Take it up.

More.

A little more.

That's good.

Come ahead.

[MAN CHATTERING]

There she is!

This might sound ridiculous,

but hang on!

You all right?

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

Nice going.

Thanks.

MacGyver, that was different.

You weren't helpless.

Anyone could've done what I did.

I am trapped.

This is out of my control.

And you don't know what I feel.

I think I do, Pete.

A little, anyway.

You remember ERMA?

ERMA?

Yeah, the sonar device we tested
for the Drug Enforcement Agency.

Yeah, until the Miami
drug runners stole it.

THORNTON: And then they tried
to drown you in a mini sub.

Well, so what's your point?

MacGYVER: My point is,
I was helpless.

I would've drowned if you
hadn't shown up when you did.

[HISSING]

All right, lower it!

[INHALING]

[HISSING]

[GASPING]

[COUGHING]

MacGyver!

What are you doing in there?

The backstroke, Pete.

Come on, MacGyver.

You didn't drown.
You--You came up by yourself.

I had nothing to do with it.

You threw me a life preserver.

[CHUCKLING]
Oh, yeah.

I see what you're trying to do.

And I'm grateful.

It's just...

I'm not very good
with people right now.

Not even my very good friends.

What if we talk about it?

What is there to talk about?

You don't understand
what I'm going through.

You don't know what I feel.

Well, do I have to?

Did you know what I was going
through when I was in that coma?

Coma?

Oh, well, now come on,
that was really different.

I mean, I sent you
on that assignment.

Well, that is your job.

Either way,

it was almost
my last assignment.

[YELLS]

[SIRENS BLARING]

THORNTON:
That was awful.

It was the worst moment
of my life.

I thought you were
a goner for sure.

Yeah. Me, too.

I had made my peace.

I was ready to let go.

But something held me back.

What?

You, Pete.

You wouldn't let me die.

Ah.

So this is your idea
of cheering me up?

Reminding me that I was
responsible for your almost dying?

Not dying, Pete.

Giving me the will to live.

You had everything
to do with that.

You and Harry.

MacGyver, that's crazy.

Your grandfather was
already dead.

And you were in a coma.

Yeah, I know.

MacGYVER:
Everything was so peaceful.

THORNTON:
You were unconscious.

MacGYVER:
All I know is

there was a ship.

My parents were on it.

Harry was gonna take me to 'em.

But, you know, when Harry
told me your life was in danger,

I knew I had to
get off that ship.

Hey, somebody's gonna be
murdered if I don't get back.

You'll feel much better soon.

We do have a talent
for getting boxed in.

Yeah.

- One, two...
- Charging!

- [FLATLING]
- ...three...

- Stand clear...
- ...four.

- Stand clear.
- All clear, doctor.

Remember that
first camping trip we took?

Almost didn't make it when
that truck of mine got stuck

in that deep washout.

Yeah, but you figured a way...

Harry, you're a genius.

I am?

DOCTOR:
Once again.

- Stand clear.
- ATTENDANT: Clear.

HARRY: I'm getting a little slow, bud.
What's this idea of mine?

When that truck was stuck,

you said the best way
to beat a problem

was to make it work for you.

So you took your tire off
the back wheel,

tied a rope around the hub.

Yeah, sure.

Then you took
the other end of the rope

and, uh, wrapped it around
that tree up the hill.

And you put her in gear,

and that truck just
winched herself up.

So you figure
that propeller shaft's gonna

pull us out of this ditch?

Uh, something like that.

ATTENDANT:
He's still in defib.

He's not responding, doctor.

Stand clear.
Clear.

Come on, Harry.

[BELL RINGING]

You are a wonder, bud.

Just something
my grandpa taught me.

[WHIRRING]

I don't remember teaching
anything this crazy, bud.

All it can do is kill us, Harry.
Come on.

No, no, no, bud,

my time is up.

Harry, let's go.

No.

Celia's got supper waiting.
You remember

how she used to get if you
showed up late for meals.

It's my time.

Goodbye, Grandpa.

Be seeing you, bud.

[WHIRRING]

[DEFIBRILLATOR THUMPING]

We've got a rhythm on him.

[SIGHS]

Thank God.

DOCTOR:
He's got to keep fighting.

He's not on solid ground yet.

HARRY:
Jump, bud.

Go for it.

[GRUNTS]

That showing 'em, bud.

[BEEPING]

Doctor!

Look!

He's coming out of it.

He's stabilizing.

Your friend is quite a fighter,
Mr. Thornton.

MacGyver,

all those images...

Harry,

the boat,

reaching for my hand.

All that had to be a dream.

Whatever it was,

I survived.

We both survived.

Yeah.

[SIGHING]

I think I get the point.

Thanks for coming.

I just don't like my friends
seeing me like this.

You're scared, aren't you?

Me?

Yeah. I'm scared.

But not just about
the operation.

It's about afterwards.

I mean, what happens afterwards?

What am I gonna be?

Who am I going to be?

Pete,

isn't the important thing

how you feel inside?

How you live your life?

Sure it is.

But I've always been
Mr. Indispensable.

I've always relied on myself.

I've been independent.

I'm gonna have to learn to live
by a whole new set of rules.

I'm gonna have to learn

to be very dependent.

So what?
What's the big deal?

You and I have always been
dependent on each other.

Oh, yeah, sure.

You provide the brains,
and I come up with the paychecks.

Oh, come on, that's...

What about the time you
and I were trapped in that, uh,

storm cellar?
You remember that?

On the way back
from a ski trip, right.

Yeah, when those lousy
terrorists locked us up.

Yeah, now see,
I didn't know what to do.

Hey, that's right.

You were fresh out of
ideas that time, weren't you?

You gentlemen know
how these work?

Pull the pin, release the handle,
and it explodes.

Crude, but effective.

Now then, if you gentlemen,
uh, should try to

loosen your ropes, you will only
succeed in blowing each other up.

So how do we get out of here?

I don't know.

You don't know?

MacGyver, don't do this to me.
Come on, think.

I'm tryin', Pete.

You know, maybe you can
come up with something.

All right, maybe I can.

Let's see, uh...

Uh... Okay. I got it.

We throw one of the grenades
up there under the door.

We duck over there for cover,

and when it blows,
we're out of here.

Yeah.

Except I think this place
would cave in on us.

Oh, maybe you're right.

Uh...

Maybe we could find
something to replace the pins?

Yeah.

It's better.

It's good, in fact.

Really?

Yeah. I'll need
your lift ticket.

Oh, well, that's fine.
How are you going to get it?

Ever heard of a party
game called pass the apple?

THORNTON: This is suicide.
There's gotta be another way.

If you can think of one in the
next 30 seconds, let me know.

Got it?

Yeah, I got it.

Now hurry!

[CHUCKLING]

You know, I can still see
your hands shaking.

Me? What about
your heart pounding?

Boom. Boom.
Boom. Boom.

Well, what did you expect?

I thought that was it
for both of us.

THORNTON:
It's slipping.

Don't talk.

Yeah, but...

[BOTH EXCLAIMING]

You see, Pete?

You saved us.

Well, listen.

At least you thought
of using the C4 from the--

from the grenade to
blow the doors out.

Hey, it was no big deal.

You have got a way of
putting things in perspective,

you know that, MacGyver?

Uh, well, look, uh,

I gotta meet Willis at the lab.

I'll be back, all right?

Thanks for coming.

Oh, wait a minute, MacGyver.

Since you're here anyway,
would you mind, uh,

dropping this off
at the foundation?

Yeah, sure.
What is it?

It's my resignation.

The eye is white and quiet.

No sign of infection.

Okay, we'll do the
trabeculectomy on your right eye

tomorrow morning as planned.

Oh, doc, uh, any chance of
getting a break on the price

if we do both eyes
at the same time?

Don't get too frisky.

You've got an EKG coming up.

Trabeculectomy.

What?

It's got a nice ring,
doesn't it?

Trabeculectomy.

That's the surgery
I'm gonna have.

It's sort of an artificial
valve they put in your eye

to release the excess fluid.

That's what glaucoma is, too
much fluid in your eyeball, and

that puts a lot of pressure
on your optic nerve.

Oh, your operation
sounds complicated.

Oh, it's not, really.

Only question is,
did I wait too long?

Maybe it was just an innate
fear of nurses with cold hands.

Yeah.

So, did you, uh,
deliver my resignation?

Oh, Pete, don't you think
you're being a little

premature about that?

Yes or no?

I did what you asked.

Well, it looks like I'm not the
only one who cares about you.

[CHUCKLING]
Oh.

Yeah, that's what you think.
Wait till you read the note.

"Dear Peter."

I hate Peter.

"In spite of the anger and
all the pain you've caused

in the name of your beloved
Phoenix Foundation,

I'd like to be there for you,

even though you were
never there for me."

It's signed, uh,

"Brainwashed no more."

[CHUCKLING]
Yeah, Brainwashed.

Brainwashed. Now who
does that make you think of?

Jack Dalton.

Jack Dalton!

That's just the kind of
practical joke he would pull.

Even though I had nothing to do

with his being brainwashed
that time.

What was that, uh...

"From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you."

Amazing how those nine words
turned him into a killer.

An assassin!

Yeah.
And I was his target.

Yeah.

WOMAN [ON TAPE]: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

[GUN FIRING]

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart...

[RATTLING]

Jack.

Go ahead, Jack.
Take your best shot.

Over here, Jack.

Kill me again, Jack.
Go ahead.

Again, Jack.

[GROANING]

[MOANING]

Yeah, that's just like Jack.

He'd send me a note like this
just to keep me guessing.

Nope.

Jack didn't send this.

Have a smell.

- Perfume.
- Mmm-hmm.

MacGyver, what kind of woman

would send a note like this
to someone in the hospital?

A woman with a score to settle.

You mean, somebody who
wants to do me bodily harm?

MacGyver, women don't
think like that.

Santina did.

Santina?

Yeah.

Now, she was brainwashed.

Now that was one angry woman.

Especially after we sabotaged her
plans to overthrow the government.

I thought we'd never get out
of that jungle alive.

Yeah, you were hurt pretty badly

when Jack and I flew in to
get you and Sister Margaret out.

Yeah, and then there wasn't
room to take off.

Until you thought
of the anti-tank rockets.

We can mount the rockets
against the float struts.

That ought to give us just enough
extra thrust to hop on out of here.

Yeah, but we still need a way to
ignite them both at the same time,

or the plane's gonna
spin like a top.

[SANTINA SPEAKING SPANISH
ON RADIO]

Come in.
This is Captain Santina.

You will not be harmed
if you surrender now.

You will not be harmed.

Repeat. You will not be harmed.
Come in, do you read?

Your safety is guaranteed
if you surrender now.

Yeah, who's gonna
guarantee that, Santina?

- You?
- Yes.

I guarantee your safety.

You can't guarantee anything.
Not even what you're fighting for.

Not as long as you're
taking orders from Rafael.

I did not ask you for a sermon.
I asked you for your surrender.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

That's great, Jack.

Now loop the rope around
the rear spreader bar.

- Rig it with a slipknot.
- Aye, aye.

What have you got there?

The quartz igniters.

They're off the rockets.

They're wired so I can trigger
the missiles from inside the cockpit.

They're ignited
by a sharp impact.

We can use the hammer
from the toolbox as a firing pin.

We will take them on
face to face.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Move out! Come on.
We'll take them alive.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Let's blow this pop stand!

JACK:
Seven hundred RPM.

Eleven hundred.

Seventeen hundred RPM.

Twenty-three hundred.
Now, Mac! Yank it!

MacGyver, what's happened?

Your slipknot's not slipping!

[GUNS FIRING]

Stop. Cease firing!
Cease firing!

Hang on, Mac!

Upsy-daisy.

Whoa!
Yes, we are airborne!

Reason enough to swear vengeance,
wouldn't you say?

Well, then, not now.

The last I heard of Santina,
she had quit the revolution

and was teaching school
in a barrio.

It's EKG time.

- [MOANING]
- Watch it.

I could always go back and
put these contacts in the freezer.

This just arrived for you
by messenger.

- Uh...
- Yeah.

MacGyver, would you mind?

"Dear Peter."

[SIGHING]Sorry.

It's the same handwriting.

"It's me again.

I guess I just can't stay away

despite the harm
we've done each other.

Possibly because
Phoenix was everything to you

and nothing less
than cold death to me.

But now that the ice is broken,
it's time I paid you a visit,

for better or worse."

It's, uh, signed
"Brainwashed no more" again.

[SIGHS]

Who in the devil could that be?

You have to leave. Now.

All right.
Uh, relax, I'll look into it.

Oh, relax, he says.

You know the drill.

Yeah.

[GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]

What do you mean, you could
put them in the freezer? That's cold!

[EXHALING]

WOMAN:
Glenview Hospital, please.

WILLIS:
That does it.

Every female suspect
in the files from A to Z.

Does that include those in jail?

Incarcerated, deceased.
The whole enchilada.

Including a cross check
on the handwriting sample.

You sure it's a woman
who's giving Pete a bad time?

Well, yeah. Unless
somebody's playing a sick...

[MUMBLING]

Unless it's Murdoc.

Murdoc?

No, but you said yourself
you were looking for woman.

Yeah, but he's
a master of disguise.

Clothes...

He's got the mannerisms,
the voice, all of it.

No, i-it can't be.

[GASPING]

[SCREAMING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GASPING]

[SNICKERING]

[LAUGHING MENACINGLY]

But I thought he fell down
a mineshaft and was killed.

Uh, Willis, he's also been
blown up in a building,

consumed by a fireball,

he's fallen off a
2,000 foot mountain,

he's drowned
and they never find the body.

Well, that's true.

Yeah, considering everything

that Pete and I have been
through with that guy,

I'd say he's got a pretty
strong motive for revenge.

MURDOC:
MacGyver, at last!

Don't open the door,
it's rigged!

PENNY:
MacGyver, be careful!

MURDOC:
They're both right, MacGyver.

Open the door,
and Pete will drown.

Or you don't open the door

and you die.

It's up to you, MacGyver.

It's either deep-fried Thornton
or pancake MacGyver.

Either way, one of you
gets to watch the other die.

Enjoy!

MacGyver! Let me go!
Where are you taking me?

There's a trip line
hooked to the door.

MacGYVER:
Where is it?

It runs along the bottom of
the door to a release switch.

Maybe I can reach it.

THORNTON: You're running
out of time. Get out of there!

MacGYVER: Guide me, Pete.
Tell me when I got it.

Lower. Lower.

No, you're never gonna make it.

Forget about me. Save yourself.
Open the door.

That's almost it.

You got it!

Okay, you got it.
Now get out of there!

PENNY: Help me!
Please, somebody help!

Forget about me.
Go help Penny.

The lock.
Work on it.

PENNY:
MacGyver!

Mr. Thornton, somebody,
please, help me!

Help me!

Penny?

MacGyver?
Is that you?

Penny.

[MUMBLING]

MURDOC: [MIMICKING PENNY]
My hero.

So, Pete's dead.

I knew you had it in you,
MacGyver.

Underneath it all,
we're so much alike.

I'm almost sorry to see it end.

Now come on, Murdoc,
after all this,

you're not gonna just
shoot me, are you?

Well, MacGyver, I know
it's not very creative,

but, uh, it gets the job done.

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GRUNTING]

[YELLING]

Murdoc!

[MURDOC EXCLAIMING]

MacGyver!

Man, you're right.
It could be Murdoc.

Yeah.

Call the hospital.
Tell them absolutely no visitors.

Who's there?

I got your message.

Mr. Thornton's only visitor
is his wife.

- Matter of fact, she's in with...
- His wife?

He's been divorced for 20 years.

Call security.
Have them block the exits.

MacGYVER:
Connie?

[CHUCKLING]
Yeah.

Alias "Brainwashed no more."

Hello, MacGyver.

And guess what?

My ex-wife is now the proud
owner of her own travel agency.

Hmm, life does go on, you know.

You know, losing you to another
woman I could've dealt with.

Losing him to the
Phoenix Foundation,

that was too much.

Wait a minute here.
Wait.

Why all the anonymous notes?

Why didn't you sign your name?

I wasn't sure
Peter would see me.

Uh, Pete. Call me Pete.

It was a messy divorce.

But there are lots
of happy memories, too.

That's why when I heard Pete
was in the hospital all alone,

I just wanted him to know
that I was here for him.

In spite of that ridiculous
male pride of his.

Yeah.

Sounds like the lady knows
me pretty well, doesn't it?

Whoa! Whoa, wait a minute.
It's--It's okay.

Everything's all right.

Everything's just fine.

Now, when you get to surgery,

don't give them
a hard time, okay?

Okay.

Hey, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

In fact, I'm great.

You know, it's like you said.

It's not what I see,
it's what I feel that counts.

And right now,
with you two in my corner,

that's the best feeling
in the world.

My goodness.

I didn't know you
were so sentimental.

Well, anyone can change.
Even a grouch.

Well, then I'll walk you
to the elevator.

You're gonna be fine, Pete.

Let's go, you old grouch.

Oh, wait a minute.
MacGyver,

did anybody at Phoenix say
anything about my resignation?

Uh, nope.

No one?

Well, I don't see
how they could.

It's still sitting on your desk.

THORNTON:
What?

Pete, you're the one that said that
all matters pertaining to personnel

has to go through your office.

MacGyver!
That is just like you! Oh!

You wait till I'm back on my feet.
I'm gonna get you!

I'm counting on it.

No, no, you'll damage
the chopper.

ID the perp.

It had to be that temp
working security.

- The old rumpled guy?
- Right.

B.N. for Mr. Harding.

B.N.?

Bad news.

Call the tower.
We'll track him on radar.

Wilco.

B.N. for Mr. Harding?
God, what a turkey.

I asked you to send lox,
not locks.

Lox, the kind you put on
bagels with cream cheese.

No, no, no, no,
it's not for my store.

It's for my son's bar mitzvah.

You figure it out
and call me back.

- Philip?
- MacGyver!

My friend.

- My friend, you look good.
- You, too.

Hey, Jeffrey, your
gentile godfather is here.

- Dudesky!
- Jeffrey!

You've grown.

He's a man now.

Not yet, Pops, the cool
bar mitzvah's not till tomorrow.

Uh, traditionalists.
Real sticklers for detail.

Yeah, uh,
speaking of the bar mitzvah,

what am I supposed to do there?

You sit. You listen.

Maybe say, mazel tov when
it's over. Not to worry.

Yeah. I'm the one who had
to learn all the Hebrew.

So, MacGyver,
did you hear the latest?

My father said he's coming
to the bar mitzvah.

- Come on, Pop. He'll be there.
- Yeah, like he was for me.

Tell him, MacGyver, tell him what
it was like when I was growing up.

Philip, we didn't meet
until we were 18.

And I was already in therapy,

because my father was never there
for me when I was a kid. Tell him.

Yes, you were seeing a psychologist.
I remember that.

A-And Abe was a liar to boot.

He was?

You don't remember
his excuses for missing

all the important events
in my college career?

How he was charged
by a rhinoceros in Bangkok,

how he was caught
in a monsoon in the Sahara?

Some life for a tuba
salesman, let me... T-Tell him.

Philip, he--he made
the graduation.

He was probably suffering
from jet lag and got confused

or he never would have shown
just like he won't show for...

Tell him, so he doesn't get
disappointed.

- Tell him, MacGyver.
- He'll be there.

- He's already on the bus.
- And how do you know, son?

Because I called
the bus company.

Mr. Smarty Pants.

This wouldn't be the first time
Abe came to town without visiting.

Am I right? Speaking of lox.

MacGyver, just--just in case,
could you pick up Abe?

Um, he gets into
the station at 2:30.

Yep, you bet.

And make sure he gets
to the bar mitzvah, please?

Jeffrey,
he'll be there, I promise.

Thanks!

Yeah, you're welcome.

- Abe! Abe!
- Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, let me get a look at you.
Oh, you look good, son.

- I mean, hey...
- Been a long time, huh?

Oh, too long, way too long.
How long's it been, anyway?

Uh, college graduation.

Hey, don't tease me like that.

- I saw you on New Year's.
- No, I don't think so.

Okay, maybe it was a few years back,
it was definitely New Year's.

- Abe, I think you got me...
- So how's Jeffrey doing?

And how's that lovely
wife of yours, Cheryl, or...

- Carol.
- Carol.

That's--That's Philip's wife.
Your son.

Who are you?

I'm Philip's friend, MacGyver.

It has been a long time.

Yeah.

I'm here for my grandson's
bar mitzvah.

Jeffrey, you know him?

Yeah, I'm his godfather,
I'm here for the same reason.

Hey, what a lucky break for me!

How about a lift
to the post office

so I can pick up Jeffrey's
bar mitzvah present?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, you know, Philip had a
friend in college named MacGyver.

Ever heard of him?
Nice little fellow.

Tall, good looking,
never took a haircut.

But what a sweetheart he was,
we liked him,

good with his hands, you know?

He could build anything
that you say...

You set out to tell him something,
this kid could do it.

I liked him very, very much.

Back in a jiffy.

Uh, say, MacGyver,
do an old man a favor.

What's that?

I got this bum knee
that's acting up,

I wonder if you could
pick up the package for me?

Yeah, sure.

It's under
the name of Allen Dulles.

Dulles, like, um,
the old CIA director?

Say, you really
know your history.

Yeah, well, I used to be
in the business.

No. Wait a minute,
you're MacGyver,

Western Tech, the DXS,

the Phoenix Foundation.
How are you?

I feel like this is the third time
we've met in the last 20 minutes.

Hey, it's really great
to see you, MacGyver.

You, too, Abe.

So, uh, why the name,
uh, Dulles?

Well, it's kind of complicated.

I guess
I'm a history nut myself.

Oh.

Well, back in a minute.

No problema.

LaManna, our bag is mobile.

Our bag is mobile. Over.

Our bag is mobile.
Read me?

Yeah.

Say again.
Our bag is mobile. Read me?

I read you, Major Sneed.

Turkey.

LaManna, the bag's
coming out the door.

Repeat, coming out the door.

Make like a statue, chump.

What?

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

What do you want?

The flight bag.

Flight bag?

What, you got wax in your ears?
The flight bag, give it to me.

Hop in!

Are they following us?

I don't see anybody.
Slow down, Abe.

Oh, no, can't do that.

They're gonna be
on our tail or something.

We got to keep the pedal
to the metal, so to speak.

Do you mind
telling me what's going on?

Those guys were shooting at us.

I know that!

They're after some flight bag.

Is that what's in here,
a flight bag?

Flight bag? No, no!

It's, uh, sheet music, yeah,

that's it, tools of the trade.

That's--That's it.

I thought it was Jeffrey's
bar mitzvah present.

Present, ha!
No, oh, yeah, that's...

Actually, I--I just got...
I--I got confused.

It's sheet music.

It's definitely, uh,
sheet music.

Who were those guys, Abe?

Well, they're competitors,
you know.

They're--They're
fellow tuba salesmen.

Tuba salesmen?

Abe! Stop the car!

- Hey, give me the keys back.
- No! I'm driving.

- You think you can drive better?
- Safer, definitely!

What if those tuba
salesmen pick up our trail?

Yeah. Who are they, Abe?

- What are they after?
- They're--They're...

Gee, MacGyver,
I really don't--don't know.

- Get in the car.
- Where are we going?

- The sheriff's station.
- No, big mistake, big mistake.

- Why?
- Well, it's kind of complicated.

Not good enough, Abe.

Okay, okay, I'm--I'm...
I'm not a tuba salesman.

No.

I work for the CIA.

Get in the car.

- Didn't you hear what I just said?
- I heard. Get in.

You don't believe me, huh?

Next you're gonna tell me it's a
matter of national security, right?

Actually, it's more like a
matter of international security.

As a patriot, you owe it to
your country to hear me out.

- All right, Abe.
- Huh?

- Once and for all, the truth.
- You'll get the truth, yeah.

Who were those guys?

They're security men
for Harding Aeronautics.

Good start.
Why are they after you?

- I guess they want their chopper back.
- What chopper?

The one I stole
from Harding Aeronautics.

Get in the car, Abe.

MacGyver, you've been in
the intelligence game yourself!

You know how it is
when you work in the field.

You go in with a game plan,

but then things go wrong,
and it gets kind of...

- Complicated.
- Complicated!

Isn't it funny how you...

The point is,

I needed to acquire the
chopper to complete my mission.

What is so important
about this chopper?

It's stealth, as in quiet.

The latest piece
of military hardware.

- All right, Abe.
- Yeah?

Maybe you do work for the CIA.

Yeah, sure, I do.

Maybe this is part
of some covert operation.

But if it is, you've got to contact
your people and tell them to call it off.

I'd like to, but, well,
it-it's kind of complicated.

Go figure.

Yeah, well, see,
the thing is... See I...

I'm what they call persona
non grata with the company.

Officially, that is. Oh, they're still...
They're behind me 100%.

It's just that
what I'm doing is, uh,

kind of, uh, illegal, see.

How illegal?

Oh, you see, well, I... You know,
a lot of people don't know this,

but we're not supposed
to operate in this country.

- Abe!
- Yeah?

- Illegal or not...
- Yeah.

...people are shooting
guns at each other.

Yeah, yeah.

It's obviously out of hand.
You've got to call it quits.

Not only that, you promised
Jeffrey you'd be at the bar mitzvah.

And I promised
I'd have you there.

You're right.

When you're right, you're right.

Let the CIA finish the
operation without me.

Good answer. Get in.

- I'm still driving.
- Yeah, you're driving.

You're on empty.

- So we'll get gas.
- We'll get gas.

Yes, Mr. Harding,
that's affirmative.

I couldn't agree more, sir.

You're exactly right.

Let me do the talking.

Officer, can you tell me
where the sheriff might be?

Well, he's in, uh,
court right now.

I'm Duke Luke.
I'm the deputy.

Then you're in charge.

Oh, well, I guess I am.

You're the one
I need to talk to.

Elliot, FBI.

FBI? All right!

We're looking for two men
reported to be in this area.

I must impress onto you, this is
a matter of vital national security.

Oh, national security.
All right.

Can you organize a dragnet?

Hey, I'm your guy.

Elliot, LaManna,
privileged interface.

- What'd he say?
- Government talk.

Excuse us, please.

Privileged interface.
All right.

Hey, Elliot,
I got to hand it to you.

Posing as an FBI agent,
great scamarino. Va bene.

Thanks, LaManna.

I just spoke
to Mr. Harding.

What'd he say?

Terminate the old man
and MacGyver.

Terminate?

Terminate,
with extreme prejudice.

No, I can't do it,
I just can't do it.

- Give me the keys.
- No, no.

No, no.
No, this isn't right.

Hey, give me those keys!

MacGyver, trust me.

I've got to get to Sutter's Mine.
It's crucial.

So what? That's where you
hid the helicopter?

Boy, you're good.
You're good.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Why do you need
this chopper, anyway?

It's the only thing that'll help me
complete my mission, that...

- What mission?
- Keep--Keep your voice down.

What mission?

- Bringing Peugot to justice.
- Peugot?

Marcel Peugot, president of
San Rochelle in the Caribbean.

The grand terrorist himself.

The most maniacal, evil,
despicable, the scourge...

All right, all right.

Abe, Abe, Abe!
I get the point.

The--The--The thing is, there's
a federal warrant for his arrest,

but since we have no extradition
treaty with San Rochelle,

officially we can't
touch him, you see...

All right, Abe, Abe...

- So we can't even...
- Abe!

I can understand trying
to arrest Peugot.

But going outside the law
and risking innocent lives

is not the way to do it.

- Well, you may be right.
- So call it off.

I would,
but it's kind of complicated.

Complicated.

We're in too deep.
My own people would disavow

their association with me,
and you.

We're sitting ducks.

And I got no official
safe house to go to.

The only way out
is to finish the mission.

- No, no.
- Yeah, yeah.

I can provide a safe house.

What do you got in mind?

The Phoenix Foundation.

We fly the chopper there,
we're safe.

- Say, that's not bad.
- Yeah.

And if we're lucky, we might
be able to make the bar mitzvah,

- what do you say?
- Hey, hey, hey.

Okay, Plan B.

Yeah, Phoenix Foundation.

No problema from here on out.

No problema.

Big problema.

Big, big problema.

Maybe I left this key
out in the sun too long.

Yeah, well, that'd do it.

You know, we've got an
amazing piece of technology here.

You don't know the half of it.

These speakers
put out sound waves

that neutralize
the pitch of the rotor,

the effect is something
we call black sound.

Noise. Black noise.

Noise, sound, whatever.
It's quiet.

Especially when it's not running,
then it's real quiet.

You've never read
this manual, have you?

MacGyver, I can fly the crates
these things are shipped in,

I don't read manuals.

You don't need a key.

Take a look.

Yeah. See this sensor here?

It says it talks
to the onboard computer

which controls all the
functions of the craft.

Yeah, but who talks
to the sensor?

Uh, a laser.

We don't have a laser.

Right.

Maybe a flashlight in close
range would do the trick.

MacGyver, please,
computers make me nervous.

What are you doing?

No, no, come on.
It's simple.

Simple.

It's like, uh, Morse code.

Let's see if...

To access,

flash dit, dit, dah,

dit, dah.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey,
let me, let me see that.

Whew. Well, hey, hey.
This... Hey, this is great!

"To pilot,
just flash dit-dit." Dit-dit.

Surveillance is dit-dah.

Oh. And here's arms.
"To get in, dah-dah,

then just choose your weapons.

Dit-dit for guns,
dah-dah for rockets,

dit-dah for knockout gas."

This is easier than setting a VCR.

A child could do it.

Great.

Like I said, no problema.

Phoenix Foundation,
here we come.

Well, let's not forget
to put on our helmets.

Oh, there's another one
in back of the seat.

Sorry, MacGyver.

Good morning.

It is?

- What happened?
- Knockout gas.

The same kind the chopper uses.

That's how I'm going
to get Peugot.

Gas?

Abe! Abe!

MacGyver, what can I say?
Welcome to San Rochelle.

- We had an agreement.
- We did, MacGyver, we did.

But, well, you see,
it got kind of complicated.

Simplify it!

You know all those
subversive publications

that say the CIA financed
Peugot and put him in power?

Yeah.

It's true. I spearheaded
the whole operation.

Great. Iran-Contra.
Noriega. Now this.

Tell me something, is there
anybody you guys didn't finance?

The Democrats.
Look, we feel terrible.

I feel terrible. I feel responsible.
I want to make things right.

Abe, answer me this.

How is gassing and kidnapping me
in a stolen helicopter

gonna make things right?

Well, it's kind of complicated.

- Abe!
- I'll--I'll simplify it.

Harding Aeronautics
had this stealth chopper.

Perfect bait for Peugot.

I planned to borrow it,
but found something amiss.

What?

- There were two of them.
- Two what?

Choppers.

Not only did Harding
build the prototype

contracted to the
Defense Department,

he built a copy to sell under
the table to arms dealers.

I think it was
Major Sneed's idea.

Okay. All right.
Harding and Sneed are crooks.

How does their crime
justify yours?

- Well, isn't it obvious?
- No.

Harding's no patriot.

- So what's your point?
- Don't you see?

He'd sooner kill me
than loan me a helicopter.

That's it?

That's the complicated
explanation?

Well, what else could I do?

Report Harding
to the authorities.

But then Peugot wouldn't
be brought to justice.

Well, get a helicopter
from someplace else.

This is the only one
of its kind,

or at least, it's the only
one of two of its kind.

I told you it was complicated!

Here we are, MacGyver,
the garden spot of the Caribbean.

Trust me, MacGyver, it's
smooth sailing from here on out.

All we do now is call Peugot,

take him up for a little ride,

give him a little gas,
and no problema.

Welcome to San Rochelle.

Fritz, you old sack
of thumbtacks, how are you?

You will come with me,
gentlemen.

Abe, mon ami, it is very
good to see you again.

Oh, my pleasure, mon president.

You are not curious
how I know it was you

approaching my humble abode?

Well, yeah, how-how'd you know?

It is said I am a practitioner
of the black arts.

Who are you?

MacGyver.

Wait. Do not utter a word.

Your name is MacGeever.

That's incredible.

You are two days early, mon ami,
and you have brought company.

Pourquoi?

Is everything kosher
with you and the CIA?

I have heard rumors.

Is there something
I should know?

No, no.
I was just so excited

about that piece of equipment
I alluded to in my letter,

I came early.

Aren't you curious what it is?

Don't tell me.

It is a tank, no?

No, but that's a very good guess.
Isn't it, MacGyver?

Close.

Some people got it, some don't.

Wait.

They don't call this baby "stealth"
for nothing, mon president,

but there's much, much more.

She's got your 3,400 mile range,

your 500 miles per hour
top speed,

your concealed
multiple weapons port.

She can be
a remote-controlled drone,

or she can
operate on manual mode.

Great for crowd control,
they'll never hear you coming. Why?

Because you're stealth.
And, hey, what about this?

Tune these speakers
to the right frequency

and you could start
an avalanche, that's right.

Rain down tons of dirt
and debris on your enemies.

An avalanche?

No.

Y-Yes! Right, MacGyver?

Yeah, yeah.

And of course, there's that
old standby, the sneak attack.

You'll be the terror
of the hemisphere.

I am sold. I am sold!

Say no more. How much?

Wait a while, wait a while.

You want me to quote a price
without a test drive?

Mais oui. How much?

He said oui.

You can't quote a price.

Why not? I mean, no, I can't.

Not until the president
sees how this baby handles.

Right! You got to see
how this baby handles.

Come on, climb aboard.

Will you let me drive?

Let's get her off the ground,
then we'll see.

What do you say?

I say...

Oui. Mais oui.

- That was a yes.
- Yeah.

Good choice, mon president.

Here we go.

It is so quiet in here.

I could take a nap.

That's the idea, mon president.

Oh, I'm sure your men
have it under control.

Let's just take off.

No! Shut it off!

Who are you?

Major Sneed.

Major Sneeze?

Sneed.

Elliot.

LaManna.

Harding Aeronautics,
security detail.

- Harding who?
- We built this chopper.

And these washouts stole it.

But Abe works for the CIA, no?

No, Mr. President,

this Abe Sherman was booted
out of the CIA six months ago.

He's just a lowly security
guard who got greedy.

If you buy hot goods
from this man,

you'll be the laughingstock
of the international community.

Laughingstock?

Like "ha-ha" laughingstock?

That kind of laughingstock.

You'll be mocked in every capital,
scorned in every port.

Non! Pas possible!

Total humiliation.

Abe Sherman,

get out of there right now!

You, too, MacGeever.

Now...

Now, we go back a long way,

if I could have
one word in private.

No! J'accuse!

I would have been
scorned in every mock.

For this, mon ami, you must pay.

By the power vested in me by,

moi,

I sentence both of you
to hang by your neck until...

Until long after you are dead,

until vultures
peck your eyeballs out.

Gee, MacGyver,
I really feel bad.

If I'd just done what you said,

we'd be at the Phoenix
Foundation right now,

getting ready to go
to Jeffrey's bar mitzvah.

Don't remind me.

Got any ideas
how to get out of here?

Oh, let's face it,
I was a failure as a father,

I'm no better as a grandfather.

- Maybe.
- What do you mean, "maybe"?

I did the best I could.

A lifetime
of fighting communism.

If not for people like me,
we'd all be named Vladimir.

What are you talking about?

You said "maybe".

Maybe I've got an idea
on how to get us out of here.

Oh, good.

Say again.

Abe Sherman's what?

MacGyver works for who?

What are you doing?

Well, this is an old monastery.

I get a feeling this is where
the monks aged their brandy.

What's that?

Almost pure alcohol now.

MacGyver, this is no time
to be hitting the sauce.

I'm not hitting the sauce,
Abe, I'm thinking. Hold that.

Oh, oh, good, good.

Hmm?

Hey, let's go already, huh?

Andiamo.

- Where's the yutz major?
- Change of plan.

We've got to rescue
Abe and MacGyver.

That's not funny, Elliot.

What's that?

It's a fuse.

Oh, good.

Here's the thing.

You know that FBI act I pulled
on the deputy back in Fillmore?

Now that was funny.
Molto bene.

I hate to blow my cover,
but that was no act.

I am FBI.

We've been investigating
Harding Aeronautics.

We're going to bust
Mr. Harding and Major Sneed

for bilking the government
out of this chopper.

Whoa!

If you help,
I can offer immunity.

No need. I'm undercover, too.

Office of Budget and Management.

We've been conducting a
secret audit of Harding's operation.

Boy, you talk about
the left hand not knowing

what the right hand's doing.

We don't even know
what our own feet are doing.

Government humor.

But isn't it kind of dangerous
to rescue Abe and MacGyver?

They're common criminals.

No?

They're undercover, too?

I just got off the horn
with Washington.

Abe's still CIA.

Deep cover. And MacGyver.

MacGyver's with
the Phoenix Foundation.

Oh, whoa!

I'm telling you, LaManna,
this is a turn of events

that will put Washington
on its ear. Believe me.

Okay, paesano, what's the plan?

I want you to
create a diversion here

while I get in position
to grab Peugot and Sneed,

and after I force 'em to
release Abe and MacGyver,

I'll signal you to set it off.

Oh, this is good, yeah.

Then we'll all waltz to the
chopper and fly out of here.

Abe! Come on.

This ought to do it.

Oh, this is going on
my expense account.

Wait. Don't tell me.

The king of diamonds.

That's amazing, Mr. President,
that's incredible.

- How--How do you do that?
- Pick another.

- Uh, take two.
- Two?

This is a gift,
Mr. President.

This is really extraordinary
that any human could do this.

Freeze! FBI!

Drop it.

Let's go.

See?

No problema.

You are wrong, mein Herr.

I'm afraid you have
a very big problema.

Very good.
Prepare for the hanging.

The minute I found out
who you guys were,

we immediately went
to a diversion plan.

Yeah. Only it backfired.

- Nice job, fellas.
- Thanks.

Silence, mes amis.

Uh, Mr. President,

how about a last request?

No.

I thought so.

And what is that
supposed to mean?

Oh, all you fly-by-night
dictators are the same.

I am not
a fly-by-night dictator,

you peon.

Now, tell me you are sorry.

I just wanted to shave.

- You what?
- You what?

If I'm gonna meet my maker,
I want to be presentable.

You have a certain
je ne sais quoi.

Uh, what if I grant
this request?

Will you apologize?

Yes. Yeah.

Bon. Sergeant. Razor.

What are you up to?

Just get ready
to hold your breath.

Huh?

I don't like this, Mr. President.

MacGyver's an environmentalist.

You can't trust those people.

You dare to
question my judgment?

And maybe you would
care to join them, monsieur?

No thanks, not today.

You did not think
I would be so stupid

as to give you a blade, did you?

No, no, that'll be fine,
just fine.

Yeah. Thank you.

Could I, uh, borrow your mirror?

Merci.

Hurry up.
You are worse than a woman.

Sorry.

That is it!

I do not want
an apology anymore.

I want a hanging.

All right, all right,
just, uh, one last thing here.

What?

This.

The helicopter!
It has caught fire!

Sergeant. Do something!

What do you think?

I think they're asleep.

So, MacGyver,

you know what to do
at a bar mitzvah?

Sit. Listen.

Maybe say mazel tov
when it's over.

Face it, Jeffrey,
Abe's not coming.

What about MacGyver?
He's always dependable.

That's true.
But he's with Abe now.

It's--It's a whole new
ball game, son.

Okay. Let-Let's go in.

Cantor, Rabbi,
everyone, let's go in.

We'll start the bar mitzvah now.
Honey? Come.

They made it! They're here!

You were going to start
without the grandfather?

And godfather?
What's that all about?

I knew you'd make it.

Thank you, MacGyver.

What am I, chopped liver?

Thanks for being here, Pop.

Did you have any doubts?
Don't answer that.

Mazel tov.
Mazel tov, son.

So, Gramps, w-what kept you?

Well, we ran into some

colleagues of mine,
uh, tuba salesmen.

Tuba salesmen?

Come on, Pop, tell the truth
for once in your life.

Okay, okay,
they weren't tuba salesmen.

S-S-So, what happened?

Uh... MacGyver?

What?

Huh?

Oh, uh, well, it's...

It's kind of complicated.

I am alive! I am free!

I am in touch with the universe!

I am!

So am I!

He does that every morning,
same time,

better than an alarm clock.

You'll get used to it.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Wow.

You salvaged that much
from the houseboat?

I had a good smoke detector.

Hey, Mel!

Hey!

You're Mel's new tenant,
MacGyver, right?

Mel told me all about you.

Neighborhood watch deal.

Kelly Dobbs, I rent one of
Mel's houses across the street,

the one with the green trim,
little white fence.

I'm an actress.

Well, just
one beer commercial so far,

but my agent says
it's only a matter of time.

So what do you do?

No, never mind, you can
tell me all about it tonight.

I mean, there's no way you're
gonna be settled in, right?

So why don't you
come for dinner?

I heard you're into
health food, right? Me, too.

Do you like vegetarian lasagna?
It's gonna be great.

- What's your number?
- Got it right here.

5-5-5-8-9-9-0.

I let the phone guy in.

Great.

So listen, Mel, I need a favor.

Excuse me.

You see, Molly has this audition
that she absolutely cannot miss,

but she also has this
manicure appointment

scheduled for Mama Lorraine's.
That's where she works.

So anyway, you know Mama,

there's no way she can tell her,
or she's gonna get fired, right?

So, I agreed to fill in
on the manicure.

Now the thing is, she's got
my car, she's got my purse,

and I haven't got any money.

Well, that's nothin' new.

Mel, I know, we're two
months behind on the rent,

but I got a residual check
coming any time now.

See, it was really
a great beer commercial.

And it's 35 millimeter
and everything.

So all I need is bus fare
to the appointment, okay?

And you wouldn't want Molly
to lose her job, would you?

I don't think I could afford it.

Oh, Mel, you're the best.
Thanks.

I'll see you tonight, okay?

Nice kid.

If she could just
loosen up a little.

Molly, huh?

That's a real
pretty name, Molly.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Knox.

No, no, no, Lyle.
You call me Lyle.

All my friends do.

- Ow!
- Oh...

I... I believe you're
supposed to leave the finger.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sure I have
something for that.

Tyler?

Bobbie Lee,
what are you doing here?

I called him.
Lyle, we got to talk.

- I've got a no-stick bandage...
- Oh, forget it, hon.

Here, I expect I'll live.

Oh, thank you.

Let's talk in the living room.
Bobbie, you wait here a spell.

That'll just be my pleasure.

Now if you just ain't the cutest
thing this side of Lubbock,

I don't know what is.

What's your name?

Uh, Molly.

Good golly, Miss Molly.

Mine's Bobbie Lee.

Hi.

Uh, you know, Molly,

I just don't know anything
about this town of yours here.

Kinda makes a guy wish

he knew somebody like you
to show him around.

Well, there's always a tour bus.

Hey, what are you doing?

Well, what do you say I just
give you a call sometime,

Miss Molly Densmore.

Well, you certainly are persistent,
I'll say that.

No, hang on, I'm serious.

I mean, I understand, a gal like you
these days gotta be careful.

Well, maybe in the next life.

Well, I suppose it could
be a little sooner than that.

You can call.

- Bobbie? Get in here!
- Okay. Bye now.

Sunglasses.

This is your mark.

Name's Nesbitt.

Well, he don't look like much.

Oh, he's just a two-bit accountant
in one of our holdin' companies.

So, all of a sudden his
conscience is bothering him

about the way
we've been doing business.

If Victor Nesbitt testifies that
we've been using pension funds

to try to corner
the platinum market,

my brother and I are
gonna wind up in jail.

That is, if the folks whose
retirement funds are all gone

don't string us up first.

So, why don't you
just buy him off?

Well, I tried that.

I offered him $200,000.

He just said that he was
gonna show up at that hearing

this afternoon no matter what.

Seemed like that old boy
really wants to be a hero.

Oh, well,

not to worry, boys.

I think I know
how to handle heroes.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, just as long
as Nesbitt is dead

before it's time
for that hearing to start.

Now, you know, killing
Nesbitt ain't gonna come cheap.

Well, we kinda figured that,
Bobbie Lee.

Molly?

How long
you been standing there, hon?

I forgot my sunglasses.
Don't get up.

Hurry up!

I'm gonna kill her!

Come on, pull!

Oh, forget it.
Come on. This way.

- Well...
- Maybe she didn't hear us.

Yeah, well,
we can't take any chances.

We've got to find her.

That shouldn't be
too much of a problem, boys.

Looks like you got yourself
another contract, Bobbie Lee.

So, Kelly and Molly
both work about 17 jobs

waiting for their big break.

If trying has anything to do
with it, they'll both be stars.

So what, you let the rent
slide a little bit

and give them an allowance?

Hey, I overcharge you on
the rent, it's okay, isn't it?

Besides,
they make my eyes happy.

Speaking of which, uh,
you wouldn't happen to have

uh, the old first and last month's
rent on you, would you?

Yeah, sure.

I wouldn't ask,
but this sculpting business

doesn't pay
like my law practice did.

Waiting for the world to
catch up with your vision?

Yeah.

Till then, everybody helps out, chips in,
that's how the neighborhood works.

You'll get used to it.

I've rearranged the garage.

This is your space here.

And this is mine.

And I'm gonna try and confine
Robo to that spot over there.

Robo?

Oh, he's a new project of mine.

You'll meet him.

Hey, Willie.

Well,

it looks like you finally gonna
get to make your daddy proud.

How so?

Just got me a new contract.

But the old one, it's
pressing me for time, so...

You gonna get to make
your bones, little cuz.

So, I turned in my law practice
for an acetylene torch.

But you're such a great lawyer.
Don't you miss it?

Oh, I miss the '60s.

Back then,
I was a one-man revolution,

standing between the innocent
people and a political machine.

And that continued on
into the '70s.

And then the '80s came along

and I found myself defending
drug lords and gun runners.

Hey, times change.

Oh, they sure do.

Well, I decided if I couldn't be
on the side of the angels anymore,

I didn't want to play.

So I quit.

It worked out. I'm happy.

My neighborhood here,
they're like my family.

Yeah, I understand.

Oh, no, you don't, not yet,
but you will.

Hello?

Melvin Krasney?
Yeah, he is here.

I put my phone
on call forwarding.

- I knew you wouldn't mind.
- Yeah.

Hello, this is Mel.

Huh?

Are you sure?

Y-Y-Yeah, I'll--I'll be--
I'll be right down.

Thank--Thank you.

What's the matter, Mel?

I--I have to go to the morgue.

Kelly had an accident.

She's dead.

Sorry I had to drag
you down here, Mel.

All we had to go on
was her license plate.

Couldn't find her purse.

Her car was found
at the bottom of a cliff

off the Santa Luisa
Coast Highway.

Is there a problem?

Yeah.

Uh, that's not Kelly.

The victim,
mistakenly identified

as Kelly Dobbs
in earlier reports,

has now been positively identified
as 22-year-old Molly Densmore.

Sheriff's deputies found the
body of the Densmore woman,

who apparently
lost control of her car,

and plunged 400 feet
to her death

off Santa Luisa Coast Highway.

The cause of the accident
is being investigated,

but police are not ruling out
foul play or suicide at this time.

Miss Densmore, an aspiring
actress, who worked as a...

He got the wrong girl!

I know, Tyler.

I can see.

Bobbie?

I know, Lyle, I know.
I just saw the TV.

How in the Sam Hill
could you screw up like that?

I thought you were professional.

Look, Lyle...

I'm gonna be completely
honest with you boys.

I farmed it out.

You did what?

I gave the job
to my cousin, Will.

I owed his daddy.

See, not long ago,
he took a 2 to 5 rap for me,

and I promised him
that while he was doing time,

I'd show his boy
into the business.

We told you to do the job.

Well, I was just a little busy trying
to set up my cover for the Nesbitt hit.

And besides, the gal was
using somebody else's name.

Now it was right there
on her business card,

and that ain't Willie's fault.

You are right,
it wasn't Will's fault.

It is your fault.

Now you made this mess,
and you're gonna clean it up.

And I mean, right now.

They're all ticked off, huh?

There goes my career.

Aw.

There ain't nothing
to worry about, Will.

There ain't nothin'
ol' Bobbie Lee can't fix.

Red, White, and Blood?

Yeah, Kelly wrote it,
starred in it.

Uh, no messages on her machine.

You think she's at the theater?

No. No, the play closed.

She could only afford
two weekends.

That's why she's two
months behind on her rent.

There you are, Mel.

Mama.

You heard about Molly?

Oh, the police told me.

Poor, poor Molly.

I come to comfort Kelly.

Well, that's why we're here,
but she's not at home.

That's strange.
Kelly misses her 12:30 reading,

and I had a bad dream
last night.

The spirits was crying and
wailing all around my bed.

MacGyver, this is Mama Lorraine.

She runs the beauty shop
where Molly worked.

She's also a voodoo priestess.
You'll get used to it.

Don't listen to this man.

What I am
is a spiritual advisor.

Uh, Mama,
did you know that Kelly

took over Molly's
manicure appointment today?

No, nobody tell me nothing.

They're afraid
I'm going to fire them,

like I don't know what they do.

But you got to listen to me.

This dream,
it wasn't about Molly.

It was about Kelly.

Somebody is trying to hurt her.

Well, I one thing I learned

is never ignore one of
Mama Lorraine's dreams.

Okay.

Uh, Mama Lorraine, would you
mind staying at Kelly's house,

in case she comes back?

We have to talk to the police.

- No problem, man.
- Thanks, Mama.

Officer?
Excuse me.

- Excuse me.
- Huh?

Have you seen Mama Lorraine?

Should I have?

Something wrong?

Everything.

You see, Molly's dead because
I took her manicure appointment

so she could go
on this audition,

and I overheard these guys talking
about trying to murder somebody.

Did you say, "murder"?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

- See, they chased me...
- Uh-huh.

And I got away
on this gardening truck,

but he just drove
all over the place.

Then finally, I got on a bus
and I saw the whole thing on TV.

See, I gave them Molly's name,

that's why they drove
my car over the cliff.

Whoa, slow down, all right?

No, I can't, they're trying to
get me, don't you see that?

Look, you got to calm down.

Look, why don't you go home?

I'll go get a detective,
we'll go back to your place,

- we'll get the whole thing solved.
- No!

I can't go home. That's the
first place they're gonna look.

- Oh.
- The theater.

The theater,
I'll be at Theater One.

No, what do you mean,
Theater One?

No, wait! Who are you?
What's your name?

Give me a clue,
I can solve the... I can...

And what about you guys
giving the press

this mistaken identity thing
on Molly?

What kind of
police work is that?

Next of kin
haven't even been notified,

we don't even know what
kind of danger Kelly might be in.

Look, what do you
want from me, Mel?

You think I tell the downtown
brass how to conduct business?

Well, somebody should.

Look, I want a missing
persons report on Kelly now.

You know as well as I do,
I can't do that.

Policy says they have to be missing
48 hours before we take a report.

Oh, yeah, right, we don't
want to break with policy

just because
someone's life is in danger.

Mel, would you stop already?

All right.

What kind of danger
is she supposed to be in?

We don't know.

Mama Lorraine had a dream.

Well, that's very helpful,
very helpful.

How come you guys are always
around when nobody needs you?

Calm down, Mel,
you're retired, remember?

Yeah, if anything
happens to Kelly,

maybe I'll un-retire
and sue the city!

Guys, guys, come on.

The girl? Kelly.

Remember?

All right, look.

I'll stick my neck out
and I'll go this far.

I will make a broadcast for
everyone to look for Kelly.

- That's all I can do.
- That's fair enough, right?

We got Mama Lorraine standing
by Kelly's house if you hear anything.

All right, I've got the number.

What do we do now?

Well, I'll check the theater.

You check her hangouts,
all right?

Hello. Tell me what you know.

Hi, Mama Lorraine?

This is Sergeant Lee,
Sixth Precinct.

Yeah, Mel Krasney
told me to call

if I had any information
on Kelly Dobbs.

Yes, sergeant.

A meter maid spotted a
woman fitting her description,

said she was headed
to Theater One.

Theater One,
yes, I know the place.

Thank you very much, sergeant.

Okay, my pleasure.
Look uh,

tell Mel, do us all a favor,

he can continue to enjoy
his retirement, all right?

Bye.

Kelly?

Kelly!

I didn't hear anything, I swear!
Please leave me alone.

Kelly!
Kelly, it's okay. It's me.

Oh, MacGyver, I'm sorry
I didn't recognize your voice.

Well, how could I? You hardly
spoke a word when we met.

Oh, it's only rubber.

- Did you hear about Molly?
- Yeah.

They thought it was you
because of the car.

Yeah, well, so did the
people who murdered her.

- She was murdered?
- Yeah.

Well, you know that manicure
appointment I took for her this morning?

It was this guy named Lyle Knox,
and he had this brother Tyler,

and there was this really
cute guy named Bobbie Lee.

Anyway, they gave me $100

but I forgot my sunglasses
so I had to go back in,

and when I went inside, I heard
'em talking about killing somebody,

and--and then they chased me,
but I got away.

Why didn't you call the police?

I did.
Well, it was a meter maid.

That's--That's why I'm here,
I'm afraid to go home,

because by now they got to
know they made a mistake, right?

Ain't that the truth?

Bobbie Lee.

He's the cute one.

Well, the feeling's mutual, darlin'.

Come on over here, next to me.
Come on.

Uh, let's not
be hurting her, okay?

Me?

Touch one hair
on that pretty little head?

No way, cowboy.

Oh, this morning
you wanted to kill me.

Not me.

It was them other fellas.

No, I heard you.
You're a hitman.

When I decide, and only when
I decide, not somebody else.

Right now, I'm deciding
you're a mite bit too pretty to die.

What about MacGyver?

Well, I don't mind
letting him live,

just as long as he don't mind being
inconvenienced for a few hours.

Yeah, sure, while you just
go out and kill somebody.

It's all right, Kelly.
I'll be okay.

All right, now.

Go on over there
on that, that bed thing.

Now you just lie down real easy like,
and just make yourself comfortable,

just like you was at
home in your own bed.

Go on, get over there. Go.

It's a torture rack.

Maybe now you'll
believe my dreams.

The spirits
don't blow no smoke, man.

I believe you.

Can you describe
the guy who hit you?

Yes.
He had a grin like a fool,

and a right hook
with devils in it.

And he's after Kelly.

Mel, we've got to get
to the theater.

Oh, all right.

Now you just relax, and
everything's gonna be just fine.

I'm sure that you're one
heck of a fella and everything,

but, well, you understand,
I can't be taking no chances.

I'm sure you do, 'cause you
look just about as smart as a whip.

All righty.
Just about one more.

That ought to do it.

You promised
you weren't gonna hurt him.

Hurt him?

Darling, folks pay doctors good
money for this kind of treatment.

You comfortable, good buddy?

Now all I need is a few hours
to take care of some business.

By mornin' somebody
will come by and let him go,

and by then, you and me,
we're gonna be long gone.

Let's go, darlin'.

Oh, dang!

Forgot to lock the back door.

You wait here.

That is, if you do
value your friend's life.

You move again,

next time I may not miss.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey.

All righty, darlin',
let's get movin'.

I got a tight schedule today.

MacGyver!

You okay?

Yeah.

Except the guy that did this
took Kelly.

I knew it.
We've got to find her!

Willie, say hi to Kelly.

She's the one, huh?

She sure is.

Which is why I want you to take
real good care of her till I get back.

Bobbie Lee,
what's the matter with you?

Didn't you tell me the Knox
brothers were fit to be tied,

blaming me
for missing the hit on her?

Well I'm about
half glad you did, Will.

Take a look at her.

I could spend the rest of
my life with that little heifer.

And I do believe
the feeling's mutual.

Bobbie Lee, this Nesbitt thing
goes down, we're talkin' murder one.

You're thinking, what if she's just
stringing me along all lovey-dovey like...

- Well...
- W-Well,

that's exactly
what I want to find out.

Which is why I want you to
tie her up, real loose like...

What if she tries to get away?

Well, then, you just gonna
have to do your thing

and make them Knox brothers
happy, ain't you?

Bye, hon.

The wax will hold the ashes
together so we can read the name.

How's that possible?

Well, the ink
they use in the lettering

has a metallic pigment,
and it won't burn.

Cadillac Jack?

It's a diner,
out--out on motel row.

Nothing.

But I feel it, MacGyver.

Kelly got to be
around here some place.

You could be right, Mama.

I'm gonna shave.

I hope the razor slips.

Don't you go nowhere.

Look, MacGyver, horseshoe,
lucky charms, a rabbit's foot.

This is
a very superstitious truck.

What's going on?

You going somewhere?

Lady, you just made my career.

What are we gonna do?

Now you and me, we're
gonna take a little drive.

I want to show you that cliff where
I dumped your roomie off the road.

It's real high,
it's got a nice view.

You're gonna love it.

Hey, let's just
talk about this, okay?

If you say one word, I will blow
a hole right through your spine.

What in the devil...
Hold it. Stop right there!

Hey, hey, what--what are you doing,
barging in here like that?

My job.
Housekeeping.

I clean the rooms.

And this list says
that you already checked out.

Yeah?
Well, your list is wrong.

Besides, uh,

we don't want to be disturbed.

If you don't want
to be disturbed,

you put the "Do Not Disturb"
sign on the outside of the door.

I can read real good, you know.

Yeah, well, why don't you
just put it up as you're leaving?

Don't you talk smart with me.

I go get the manager,
he'll tell you where to get off.

All right, fine!

Why don't you
take this stupid thing.

MacGyver!

The name is Nesbitt. Victor Nesbitt.
I have a reservation.

I'm sorry, Mr. Nesbitt, I can't
seem to find your name anywhere.

Figures.
Happens to me all the time.

But not after today.

Never again after today.

Let me check again.

Here we are, Mr. Nesbitt.

Sorry about the mix-up.
You're in Room 454.

Now, can you have a cab
waiting for me at 4:00 p.m. sharp?

I have to keep
a very important appointment.

Certainly.

Wh-What's going on?

Where's Bobbie Lee?

Bobbie Lee?
I--I don't know no Bobbie Lee.

Oh, that is such a lie.

He's got a contract to kill
somebody. Now, who is it?

Hey, come on.

We know about the Knox brothers.

I only talk to my lawyer.

I called Mel.

He's sending the police here.

W-W-Wait--Wait!

You... I thought
you was the maid?

That was Friday night
at the movies.

I'm someone you don't ever
want to mess with, little man.

Mama, forget it,
it's not going to do any...

Of course, then again...

Hey, you give me that back.

You give me that back now,
you hear me?

You know,
I didn't want to do this,

but you kinda forced my hand.

He's all yours, Mama.

What do you mean?

Voodoo, man.

Voodoo.

You sure?

That's powerful mojo
to be messin' with.

I don't think
we have a choice here.

In that case, stand back.

Yes, ma'am.

What's she gonna do?

What's she gonna do?

I don't like to think about it.

Your soul belongs to me,
little man.

Hey! Hey!

The spirits are very angry!

What spirits?

They're all around.
Can't you feel them?

They're crawling up your legs,

in your ears,

up your nose!

Get that thing away from me.

You cannot fight my mojo!

The spirits will come
and make your heart stop,

make your toes curl up
so all you can do is crawl.

Make your eyes pop out!

Make your tongue turn black!

Oh, stop.

Make her stop.

I think it's too late.

Just make her quit, will ya?

Look, I'll talk.
Just get her away from me.

Who did the Knox brothers
hire your cousin to kill? Quick!

His name is Nesbitt,
Victor Nesbitt.

He's an accountant.

Bobbie Lee's gonna kill him
at the Crown Sterling at 4:00

and that's the truth.

Now get her away from me!

It's about time.

I couldn't hold
a straight face much longer.

That was fake.

Of course.

Voodoo is my religion.

That was
Saturday morning cartoons.

And you fell for it, little man.

All right, it's 3:30.
When the police get here,

tell them
I've gone to the hotel.

And you better be good,
little man.

You don't want to make
Mama mad for real.

MacGyver! Wait up.

Oh, dang you, Will!

Kelly!

What are you doing here?

Well, Mama didn't need my help.
I thought maybe you would.

Well, adios, little darlin'.

It is all
sort of my fault, you know.

- What? What's the matter?
- Look out.

You, stay here.

Excuse me, I've got to get by.

I'm late for
a very important appointment.

Victor Nesbitt.
You'll remember that name.

Kelly!
Hit the top floor button!

All right, pal, get on your feet.
Come on, get up.

Come on.

MacGyver, we did it.

You know,
I just don't think it's right

that Will should get off
scot free.

Oh, he won't.

The DA's working a reduced
sentence to plea bargain.

If he rolls over on the Knox
brothers and Bobbie Lee.

Robo?

In person.

Isn't she beautiful, man?

My wall!

I knew you'd like it.

Uh, MacGyver, this is Robo.

That new project
I was telling you about.

You've seen his work on
numerous public facilities.

Until you got me busted.

No. The word is
"rehabilitated."

Come on, man, 200 hours of
community service work, scrubbing walls.

My best work
ended up on a sponge.

See, the thing is, you
and I drive down a freeway,

and we see a road.

Robo sees the Sistine Overpass.

See, Gyvie, me and you
got a lot in common, man.

We gonna work out just fine.

'Cause, look, see,
I take nothin'

and turn it into somethin',
just like you.

But my wall...

But see? You don't know
what I'm trying to do.

I'm trying
to make a statement here.

And this ain't
no ordinary bimbo.

See, this is Charlene,

and she's lookin' good, huh?

Now I was gonna
keep her for myself,

but, uh, you know, when it
comes to art, you can't be selfish.

But pay attention.

See...

Now, if these bulldozers
over here, right,

continues to come into
our rain forest,

and kill our animals
and knock down the trees,

then the only animals
her kids will be seeing

is gonna be on TV.

Of course.

We're having a feast, MacGyver!

To remember poor Molly,

and to celebrate
Kelly coming home safe!

And you, our new neighbor.

We have cassava bread,

sugarcane,

a big bowl of chaka,
pig knuckles,

and for dessert,

Krem Kay!

Uh, put everything
in the kitchen.

And--And somebody
find some plates.

Everybody, this way!

And bring your appetites.

I love parties,
don't you, MacGyver?

Oh, yeah.

Hey, Gyvie, man, if you don't
dig this painting on the wall,

I can always get rid of it, 'cause
it wasn't my idea in the first place.

No, no, no.

Let's keep it there for a while.

I'll get used to it.

Going all to pieces, MacGyver.

Oh, man.

Hello?

Pleasant dreams, MacGyver.

He has recurring nightmares,
attention lapses.

He--He also seems to be suffering
from delusions and paranoia.

"Symptoms of job-related stress."

There.
You see my concern?

Come in.

Hey, Pete.
How you doing?

Oh, adjusting.

Thanks to modern technology,
I'm still getting stuck

with my share of the paperwork.

Oh, I think you know
Cindy Finnegan, don't you?

She's my new manager
of field operations.

Yeah, sure. Hi.

This is Dr. Darnell's psychological
fitness assessment on you, MacGyver.

He's worried about you.
So am I.

Well, it's nothing a good night's
sleep wouldn't take care of.

If I could get one.

You know, according
to your service file,

your behavior
has become most alarming,

ever since the death
of this, uh...

Murdoc?

Exactly.

Miss Finnegan, the chairman
only appointed you

to this position
a few weeks ago.

So you don't know
MacGyver very well.

And you didn't know Murdoc.
Because if you did,

you would understand
MacGyver's concern.

Well, that may be,
but Murdoc is dead.

His body was found in the river
at the bottom of a mineshaft.

There certainly wasn't much
left to identify, was there?

Well, the FBI and Interpol
were convinced.

Now why can't you accept it?

Because every time
I think Murdoc is dead,

he comes back.

- Oh, you're obsessed.
- You don't know Murdoc!

Hold it.
Time out, all right?

MacGyver,

Dr. Darnell is concerned
that you are headed

for a first-class case
of job burnout.

Pete, I'm okay.

Yeah, well, okay
isn't good enough.

Look, in just one hour,

Pablo Delasora arrives
at the courthouse.

The Phoenix Foundation
cannot afford to have our operative

in charge of his security
preoccupied with ghosts.

The security is all in place.

Everything's been taken care of.

Mr. Thornton,

in light of the controversy
about the Phoenix Foundation

handling the security
for the Delasora trial,

I feel sure that
the chairman of the board

would want me to check out
MacGyver's arrangements,

just to be sure
that everything is okay.

Miss Finnegan, one thing I do
is know my people very well,

especially MacGyver.

And I trust him 100%.

No. Pete, you know,
it's okay.

In fact, I insist.

Fine. I'll drive.

Your car hasn't been cleared
through security.

I'll drive.

Fine.

So, we've got

guards stationed on every roof

within two blocks
of the courthouse.

Check.

And a guard on the inside

and the outside
of the courtroom.

Check. Also,
men on every floor,

linked by radios
equipped with scramblers?

Check.

Now, the police should be
diverting traffic to make way

for the motorcade's route
to the jail.

Yeah, except it's
a dummy motorcade.

Check. Meanwhile, an
unmarked car will take Delasora

on a secret route
to our secured location?

- Check, check, check.
- Okay.

See? Everything's under control.

Everything, huh?

Oh, come on.

Stryke!

I thought we agreed to keep
the media down to a minimum.

Yeah, Delasora's lawyer
had other ideas.

He demanded full media coverage.

We lost.

Oh, um, Cindy Finnegan,
this is...

Bob Stryke from the
federal prosecutor's office.

Yes, I know,
I've read your file.

It is my job.

MacGyver, Miss Finnegan,
this is Marietta Roblas.

She's helping us coordinate
the evidence for Delasora's trial.

Oh, there he is.

Look at him.

He's gained weight
on your prison food,

while the country, he and
his generals looted, is starving.

Even stripped of his power,
he's a monster.

How do you view your chances
in an American court?

This trial should never
have happened.

I was kidnapped from my
country by your government,

to face these preposterous
charges.

But, I am confident
that my lawyer

will prove them groundless.

I am an innocent man.

And being innocent,
I know I have nothing to fear

in a true court of law.

What is your government's reaction?

Look out!

What are you doing?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

MacGyver, what happened?

- He was here.
- Who?

Murdoc.

Murdoc?

Miss Finnegan,
what is going on out there?

Where's MacGyver?

He's looking for ghosts.

That's right, Mr. Thornton,
you heard me.

He's about 5'8",

uh, wearing a gray jacket,
a blue shirt.

He had a camera.

Are you sure?

I mean, he was almost
right next to you.

Can't help you.

Sorry, MacGyver.

We can't find a trace of a dart.

No, it's gotta be
around here somewhere.

I saw him load and fire it
from a phony camera.

Who is this Murdoc, anyway?

Who was Murdoc is more like it.

Mr. Thornton would like
to speak with you.

Uh, I gave him a full briefing.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Uh, Pete, I know
how this sounds.

MacGyver, the last thing the
Phoenix Foundation needs right now

is any more controversy

over this Delasora
security arrangement.

You understand?

We are all being watched,
especially me.

Pete, if Murdoc
is after Delasora,

we've got a lot more to worry about
than the Foundation's image.

Murdoc is dead.

No!

No, he's not.

I don't know how,

but he's not dead, I saw him.

That doctor is right.
You do need a rest,

and you are going to get it.
Now go home. Get some sleep.

What?

MacGyver, as a friend,
listen to me.

I am convinced
that Cindy's whole job here

is to keep me under observation,

to evaluate my performance.

This has nothing to do with you.

Yes, it does.
I still have to prove myself.

And she's already turned in
a report on your obsession.

Neither one of us have
any credibility right now.

Look, MacGyver, do me a favor.

Drop the Murdoc thing

for both our sakes?

The president is expected
to veto the bill.

In other news, there was
unexpected excitement today

when Pablo Delasora
arrived in court.

An overzealous member of the
Phoenix Foundation security team

attacked a news reporter
he suspected was trying

to kill the former
Central American dictator.

Delasora was shaken but unhurt.

The incident has prompted
renewed controversy

about Washington's decision

to employ
the Phoenix Foundation,

a privately owned organization
to provide security for Delasora...

Come and get me, MacGyver.

What's wrong, MacGyver?

Starting to see ghosts?

What kind of game
are you playing, Murdoc?

Dead men don't play games.

I'm gonna make you wish
you never killed me.

Stop!

Get away from the car.

- MacGyver! What are you doing?
- Just get away. Stay back.

It's a chess piece.

A pawn.

It's a message from Murdoc.

A message?

Yeah, he's telling me
I've been used.

But why was it taped to my car?

To throw me off track.
Come on.

Hold it.

Hey, Delasora, your chow's here.

Bon appetit.

Stryke.

Murdoc could be in the hotel.
Get Delasora out of there, now!

Miss Finnegan.

Get to Delasora's room.
Tell him to evacuate now.

What's wrong?

MacGyver insists Murdoc is
still after Delasora.

This obsession of his is
really getting out of hand.

Miss Finnegan, now!

Honestly, if I ever hear
the name Murdoc again,

I swear...

We have an incident
on the first floor.

No, Mr. Chairman,
the general was not hurt.

He was in another room
when the bomb went off.

Yes, sir, we did lose
one man. Jake Gibbs.

Yes, we are staying
on top of it.

I'm so sorry about your man.

It's such a waste.

I knew Jake Gibbs
for more than 20 years.

In fact, I brought him over
from DXS with me

when I came to the Phoenix.

He was a good man.

That is how it always
goes with Delasora.

During our revolution,
he always survived

while innocent people were hurt.

I wish that bomb had succeeded.

No, you don't mean that.

People like Delasora

have to stand trial
for their crimes.

You know, it's not
like Murdoc to miss twice.

I sent a team to that address
you gave us, MacGyver.

They found, and I quote,

"An empty room
in an empty building."

Well, obviously
Murdoc cleaned it out.

Can't you give
your paranoia a rest?

Yeah, and who do you think
planted the bomb, huh?

Don't you think it would
be wise to start looking

for suspects who are
still among the living?

All right.

I just got word
from my office in Washington.

Uh, sorry, Thornton, the
Phoenix Foundation's off the case.

What are you talking about?

They can't just fire us!

Washington's already
taken too much heat

over using a private organization
for Delasora's security.

Especially one with the director
of field operations who's disabled.

You mean blind?

Listen, my vision has nothing
to do with this.

That may be, but after this
we have no choice. You're out.

You know,
with Murdoc after Delasora,

you're gonna need help.

Yes, well, we've got it.

A crack special forces
squad is being flown in

to reactivate an old
military base outside town.

They'll house Delasora there
during the trial,

so he'll be safe.
Even from dead men.

Oh, come on.

Miss Roblas?

The chairman is just
gonna love this.

I hope you're satisfied.

You know, if you could
drop the attitude

for just a split second,
you might realize

that I could be right
about Murdoc.

Murdoc, Murdoc,
God, you are obsessed!

Mr. Thornton, are you going to
stand by and let this man continue

to turn the Phoenix Foundation
into a laughingstock?

No, I'm not.

Pete?

MacGyver, I can't let
my personal feelings

override my better judgment
any longer.

As of now, you're no longer
working for the Phoenix Foundation.

And that is final.

Well, good management
decision, Pete.

Delasora claimed the bomb

that miraculously
spared his life

may have been planted
by terrorists

sent by the new government
of El Santori.

The accusation was strongly
denied by Washington

and President Garcia
of El Santori.

Immediately following the incident,
Delasora's lawyer asked...

Come on in, Pete.

...to get an extension
of the trial date,

stating he wants to insure
his client's personal safety.

What a cab driver I just had.

And I like cab drivers.

This one just tried to
take me for an extra $7

on the fare over here.
Can you believe that?

And I'm carrying a white cane.

Good thing I counted
the ticks on the meter, huh?

Hey, how did you know
that was me?

Pete, we've been friends
a long time.

Oh.

You mean
my performance back there

was pretty easy
to see through, huh?

Uh-huh.

Gonna have to work
on my delivery.

Your delivery was just fine.

Cindy bought it, that's all that counts.
Come on, sit down.

Well, listen,
I had to do something,

to get her off my back,
and yours.

...American justice system,
by murdering

the accused ex-dictator.

Meanwhile, federal authorities

have taken control
of Delasora's trial security

from the Phoenix Foundation.

Though making
no official statement...

Can we cut that off?

Gladly.

Listen, when I first had to admit
to myself that I was going blind,

I also had to tell myself
that I could still do my job.

That it was my experience and
my--my judgment that counted.

Not just my eyes.

You were right.

Yeah, but I still
have to prove it.

Listen, this whole thing
reeks of Murdoc,

I know that.

But every move I make,

I run into Cindy,
or the chairman of the board.

I need your help, MacGyver.

They have-- They have got
my hands tied on this.

Well, you obviously
untied mine for a reason.

What do you have in mind?

All right.

If it is Murdoc,
who is he working for?

That I don't know.

But we might want to consider
those high-level security risks

that Washington
was so worried about.

Exactly.

Maybe it's time that somebody

paid an unannounced visit
to that army base

that Delasora's being held at.

All technicians report
to control central.

Repeat, all technicians
report to control central.

Attention, prepare
to begin final operation.

Excuse me.

All personnel,
report to the launch site.

30 seconds to test firing.

Non-essential personnel,

clear the starboard blast zone.

Test phase completed.

All personnel, prepare
for full-launch countdown.

Oye! They need an extra hand
in the command center.

Hold it right there, amigo.

Turn around.

Well, well...

At ease, MacGyver.

So, the revolutionary
has become a bureaucrat.

Oh, yes, I recognize you.

From your days with
the guerilla forces.

I make a point to
remember all my enemies.

You must have
a very good memory.

Do not upset me!

Or I will not let you live
long enough to see

how I will destroy your
ridiculous new government.

What do you mean?

It means that tonight
President Delasora

will once again assume the
reigns of power in El Santori.

In less than an hour,
troops loyal to me

will attack the capital
and regain control.

No, the people will stop you.

The people?

The people are sheep.

They will do nothing,

when they see your
government reduced to rubble,

thanks to
General Murdoc's missile.

MacGyver!

You okay?

Well, MacGyver, it appears
that the military look is in.

Of course,
I have more accessories.

A little early for Halloween,
isn't it, Murdoc?

You must show more
respect for General Murdoc.

General?

Don't you need
a country for that?

My commission
will become official

when Delasora takes power.

Murdoc, you've always
worked alone.

What made you a team man
all of a sudden?

Well, MacGyver, times change.

Homicide. International Trust
decided that I was over the hill.

So, faced with few
employment prospects, well,

I decided to

be all that I can be.

Is the missile ready to launch?

- On your order, sir.
- Good.

Then, I will make
an example of these two.

They'll be the first casualties
of my return to power.

Organize a firing squad.

Blew it again, huh, Murdoc?

Is that supposed
to be a joke, MacGyver?

No.

You're the joke.

Think about it.

All the times
you've tried to kill me,

you've done nothing but fail.

Now you need a firing squad
to do it for you?

How weak is that?

Carry out your order, general.

By all means.
I'll shoot the girl.

However...

I would like to find
a more inventive way

of executing MacGyver.

All personnel,
secure the launch station.

I think you're gonna find this
most intriguing, MacGyver.

The army took this off
the line back in the '60s,

brought the whole thing
back from Europe.

This, of course, has been
in storage for years.

I love these old rockets,
they're so solid.

I gotta know, Murdoc.

The body they found?
Who was it?

Ah. Well,

the river under the mineshaft
surfaced about a mile away.

I swam out,
I came across a fisherman,

he didn't have much luck.
I did.

But, you know, MacGyver,

I convinced everyone
that I was dead.

Except for you.

But, that gave me the idea

to go to Delasora with my plan.

Now I knew there was controversy

surrounding your involvement
with trial security.

Well,

it was an opportunity
that I couldn't miss.

So you used me to
discredit the foundation.

Absolutely.

Stellar performance.
It was perfect.

Congratulations.

Tie him under the
rocket, could you?

You are pigs!

Well...

When the countdown is over,
the jets will ignite

and when the missile hits
an altitude of 2,000 feet,

the rocket fuel booster will
ignite and deliver a ton of TNT

to the capital of El Santori.

Right under the doorstep
of the Presidential Palace.

And you, MacGyver,
well, you'll be toast.

Secure for launch.

You know, MacGyver, I...

I've been wasting
my talents all these years.

I mean, one target at a time,

it's sort of a--a dead-end job.

Now I've--I've-- I've found something
better than just killing for money.

Killing for money and power.

Goodbye, MacGyver.

Yes. Yes.

Come on.

No!

God.

Take a good look, Miss Roblas.

This is the beginning of the end
for your pathetic government.

Have the command center
radio El Santori

and order our troops
to launch their attack

at precisely 1400 hours.

Butcher!

Proceed with the execution.

Ready.

Aim.

MacGyver! It has to be him.

Deal with him later.
Kill her.

Jump!

Get back to your posts!
Don't let them escape!

I have an idea.
Come on.

I think I know where they're going.

We must go back!

What?

Delasora's troops are
attacking the capital.

We can radio my government
from the command center

and warn them.
Please, vamos!

Hey.

This whole thing's gone sour.
I want out.

This is not the time to panic.

I'm calling in our deal.
I want my money!

I anticipated
your wish, Mr. Stryke.

General, you did arrange
for Mr. Stryke's payment?

I took the liberty
of putting it in his car.

Right. Adios.

And now for MacGyver.

You're so predictable, MacGyver.

Always trying to save
everybody but yourself.

I told you, your humanity would
be the death of you one day.

Shall I?

That will not be necessary.

Disarm this man!

What is this?

Do you think I stayed
in power so long

trusting the likes of you?

You are nothing
but a liability to me now.

Take him out and shoot him.

This isn't over, Delasora.
You'll regret this.

I don't need a missile
to take power.

I still have troops
marching on the capital.

So, you see, your efforts
have changed nothing.

Well, that takes care
of General Murdoc.

Now, for you.

Get on the radio.
Call your capital.

- Where are you going?
- After Murdoc.

- He's dead.
- I don't think so.

MacGyver!

Oh, Pete.

What time is it?

Listen, I'm sorry, MacGyver,

but uh, I thought
you'd wanna hear.

Delasora's troops
have surrendered.

And the Delasora trial is
gonna start up again next week.

I mean, it's a little bit late,

but he's gonna get
his day in court.

Well, that's terrific.
Thanks, Pete.

Uh, Cindy sends her apologies.

You know, I think
she has learned a little bit

about respecting experience.

Will wonders never cease?

You could have told me this
over the phone, you know.

Well, yeah, I could have,
but, uh...

But you've got something
important to tell me?

Well, i-i-it's not
that important,

it's-- it's just that I

thought you'd wanna
hear it in person.

Spit it out, Pete.

Well, look,
it's not that important.

They didn't find
Murdoc's body, did they?

No.

But that doesn't mean anything.

I mean, his body could
have been consumed

in the heat of that fire.
It was very intense.

Or maybe the whole thing
got washed away in the tide.

Hello?

Hello?

What's the matter? You got
trouble on the line or something?

Yeah.

Or something.

Here you go, MacGyver.

I brought you some batteries,

some plums and some fresh corn.

On sale.

Black plums! All right.

Yes, the inside as red
as your sweetheart's lips.

I need to fatten you up.

Mama, you are just obsessed
with taking care of the whole world.

I'll tell you a secret.

A person who takes care
of everybody else

don't never end up alone
and pitiful and old.

What you makin' now?

Oh, I'm reconstructing
a bomb for the arson squad.

Who the arson squad
wanna blow up?

Nobody.
It's a firebomb.

I'm trying to make it
from bits and pieces

found in those buildings
Prometheus torched.

I knew it.
The crazy man from the news.

What kind of name
is Prometheus, anyway?

Well, he was a character
from Greek Mythology

who stole fire from the gods.

Don't he know?

You gonna get your face stomped
if you go stealing from the gods.

Well, the theory is he thinks
he's purifying the world.

All right.

Mama, do you have any
of that flash powder on you?

You be careful.

- This is powerful mojo.
- Mmm.

It'll protect a good man,
but if you're a bad man,

it'll make your eyes
roll back in your head

and your flesh
fall from your bones.

All right. All right.

- Mind yourself.
- Okay.

Uh, thank you.

You're welcome.

- Here, Earl, look, I've gotten...
- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Let's just do this
one more time.

He makes a call
to the emergency line

every time he sets
a fire, right?

The apartment building,
the hospital,

pharmacy, and supermarket.

See, nothing connects.

Not for us, but I guarantee you
it connects for him.

We need a
psychological profile, Earl.

Rachel, we need facts, leads.

This man has been
setting fires for a long time.

He's too careful, too damn
smooth to be an amateur.

So what does that tell us?

You know as well as I do.

Pros like to think
of themselves as artists.

They leave their signatures.

And I think I've seen
this man's signature before.

But we're not gonna
know anything

until we nail down what
flammables he's using,

and that's going to happen
with good, hard detective work.

Rather than a lot
of psychobabble.

Look, if we find out what's
driving him, we get into his head.

Oh, Rachel!

You're a dinosaur, Earl.

Am I interrupting?

Yeah, you are.

But don't think
I'm not grateful.

Please tell me
those are fingerprints.

Yeah, I got prints, boss.
But they're all burned off.

Oh, wonderful.

Your friend's back, Earl.

Hey. You got it?

I think I'm close.
Take a look.

Got the battery, and the timer.

Toggle switch?

Yeah, right activates the detonator,
left shuts it down.

Motion detector?

Yeah, touch it, move it,
jar it, anything, it blows.

Great paste-up job, MacGyver.
Does it work?

Well, we'll see.

All right, I'm gonna
set it for five seconds.

Prometheus can set it for
as much time as he needs.

Stand back a little.

Nice show, MacGyver.

A little gratitude, Rachel.
The man is doing us a favor.

It's nothing personal, it's just
that this doesn't prove anything.

No, it doesn't tell us
who Prometheus is,

but I don't happen
to have a crystal ball

or a degree in psychology,

so I have to start
with what I've got.

Fine. Did the Rube Goldberg
contraption tell you

what kind of combustibles
he's using?

Well, actually, it helped.

From the bang
this guy is making,

it almost has to be thermite.

Wrong.

Thermite burns at 5,000 degrees.

The kind of fires
Prometheus sets up

are in the 9,000
to 10,000 degree area.

It's got to be something else.

Well, unfortunately,
with that kind of heat,

all you've got left is
a couple of chunks

and maybe some black dust.

Stringer.

Is the trace on?

I'll pick it up in here.

Prometheus on
the emergency line.

Must I destroy to make you listen?

Since you don't want to
clean up this polluted sinkhole,

I'll have to,

by burning
every filthy part of it.

I am Prometheus, the
destroyer of sin and corruption.

I have been called upon
to perform a mission.

I must purify with fire all
that is unholy and unclean.

Go to the abandoned hotel at
the corner of Oak and Thatcher

and watch the vengeance
of Prometheus.

Damn! Let's go.

MacGyver, come on!

You can see
this sicko in action.

- No smoke.
- Yeah.

Start taking pictures.

Pictures of what?

People watching.

Arsonists like to hang
around and admire their work.

What's going on, Andy?
False alarm?

Chief, there's a bomb up there
on the third floor,

it's ticking down pretty fast.
Four minutes, max.

Call it in, Morgan.
Send the bomb squad.

They're not gonna make it.

We better have a look.

All right, hang on, hang on.

Hey, wait a...

Stringer, you letting
that civilian go in there?

Chief, he's the only man I know
who can disarm that bomb.

And if we don't
let him in there now,

we're gonna have
a 10-alarm to put out.

Show 'em where it is, Andy.

Come on.

All right,
advance the hose line!

All right, you heard him!
Advance the hose line!

I want those lines
fully charged! Now!

Position the truck
and stand by with a monitor!

It's in that room on a shelf.

It's all yours.

This is our first shot
at a real thing.

Let's not let it
get away from us.

Two minutes.

Is that going to give
you enough time?

I'm gonna have to neutralize
the motion detector first.

I want 200 feet of line

on the west side
of the building.

Yes, sir. Right away.

- All right.
- Want me to do anything?

Yeah. Hold it steady.
Put your hand right on top there.

- Easy.
- Okay.

MacGyver,

what if this thing gets
down to about 10 seconds,

and you're still
messing with it?

Run.

- Run.
- Run.

- Run.
- Okay.

You were right.
That smells like thermite.

Yeah, Rachel was right, too.
There's something else in here.

You know what it is?

No, I haven't the slightest idea.

48 seconds.

This looks like
the one you built.

Only this has a digital clock.

I'm a little concerned about
that handle grip, though.

Yeah, what is that?

Uh, insulation, maybe,
I don't know.

Come on.

All right, that takes care
of the motion detector.

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh, what?

There's two toggle switches.
The one I made only had one.

- Booby trap?
- Maybe.

Ten seconds.
Come on, let's get out of here.

- Come on, come on.
- Get out of here, Earl.

Come on, damn it,
I'm not going anywhere.

Yeah.

That's not a nice thing to do to
a man with a stomach like mine.

How did you know?

I didn't.
It was the only shot we had.

Go!

Earl!

I'd hate to be the one
to tell Stringer's wife.

- You know Betty?
- Yeah.

All right.

You know,
life's a bunch of tradeoffs.

Betty loses a good guy.

And Rachel gets
what she always wanted.

What are you talking about?

She's next in line
for Earl's job.

She's our new boss.

Rosewell,

some kids, they found this in a
phone booth about 10 blocks away.

It's the recorded message
from Prometheus about this fire.

Well, that means he
could have been anywhere

- when the call came through, huh?
- Yeah.

He calls, he talks,
he wants attention.

He feels powerful
when he starts a fire.

He's got to be here somewhere.

He's the type
that can't resist it.

You know, I'm also
thinking this whole vendetta

could have something
to do with the fact

that Prometheus
was burned himself.

Maybe that's what's driving him.
We should check it out.

Oh, great. Months of
psychological study.

Wacko profiles.

Rosewell! I know
how you feel about me.

And I know how you felt
about Earl.

But I'm in charge now.
We're gonna try it my way.

She's real broke up
about Earl, huh?

I think the best thing we can
do for Earl is to catch this guy.

So, anything in those
pictures you guys took?

Nah, nothing.

I've got one Earl
took on the inside.

See that handgrip?
The insulation on both ends?

Yeah, what does that mean?

Well, I'm not sure, but
it could be an antenna.

Prometheus seems to be
into remotes now.

Rosewell, they found a
piece of the bomb. Let's go.

Thank you for everything you
have tried to do, Mr. MacGyver,

but as of now,
you're off the case.

No, wait a minute.

Earl was a friend of mine.

I don't think I can
just walk away from...

I know how you feel.

But the fact remains
that you are a civilian.

This is our job. If one of us
gets killed, it's in the line of duty.

I do not want to be
responsible for your life.

Or your mistakes.

Ease up, Rachel.

The guy went in there
to help us defuse the bomb!

And Earl's dead!

You should have waited
for the bomb squad.

And you would have,
if I'd been in charge.

- Lady...
- MacGyver, just

give her a chance
to chill out, all right?

Rosewell, I've got to find out
what else he used with the thermite.

If something comes up,
I'll--I'll let you know, all right?

He never called in to claim
a fire before he set it, right?

- Always afterward?
- Yeah, afterwards, always.

Except for this one.

Why is this one different?

I don't know, m-maybe
he had trouble setting it off.

No, no, it would have gone off
even if we hadn't defused it.

See, that was another one
of his wrinkles.

The handle.

The handle was an antenna.

So you're saying that he set
this thing off with a radio signal?

Yeah. But he had to have
a clear sightline

to know we were even up there
trying to disarm it.

So he was out there watching
the fire from the street.

Yeah.

But not down here. He couldn't
have seen us up there from the street.

Rosewell!

I'm comin'!

I got to go.

All right. Thanks, Joe.

Yeah, what is it?

Uh, I need to look at one of
your third floor apartments.

It has to do with the fire.

Okay, I'll buzz you in
and meet you up there.

Look at this place.

I can't believe how much
it's gone to pot.

You know, junkies and bums, they
come up here and crash for the night.

I clean it up, they trash it.

So I can't show it, you see.
It's a mess.

Did you see the fire?

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you couldn't miss it.

Do you happen to know if
anyone was in here at the time?

Could have been.
You know, in and out.

You can't keep 'em out.

Homeless, alcoholics,
your run of the mill bums.

We get 'em all.

They break in, looking
for a place to sleep.

Smash a window, come up the
fire escape. Whatever it takes.

Thanks again for coming
to the funeral, MacGyver.

You've always been such a
good friend to Earl, and to me.

And I really needed
a friend today.

Betty,

do you remember anything

that Earl did that was
out of the ordinary?

Earl never brought
his work home.

All I ever heard were
just bits and pieces.

I'll take bits and pieces.

Well, there was this one fire

that seemed to bother him
more than the others.

Which one?

It was a cafe.

It was when Earl was
still fighting fires.

Before he was promoted to
inspector of the arson squad.

Uh, that was two years ago?

But it seemed to be
on his mind lately.

I heard him on the phone
the other day,

and he was asking about
information on the fire insurance

at the cafe.

When he hung up, I asked
him what he was up to

and he just shook his head,
and he said,

"The common denominator
had to be that woman."

Um...

Earl's assistant, Rachel Bradley,
did they get along?

In the beginning,
they were friends.

What happened?

He got the promotions
and Rachel didn't.

She resented that.

Then, when he got his command,

they had a disagreement
about a procedure on a fire.

Rachel's hands got burned,

and she was never the same.

Thanks, Betty.

- Hey, Joe.
- Hey.

They gave her Stringer's badge.

She's got everything
she ever wanted now.

Apparently, you don't understand
a simple, declarative sentence like,

"You're off
the investigation."

Goodbye and good luck.

The building manager,
he wanted to see me?

I'm out of here.

Yes.

He said you wormed your way
into one of his apartments

on the pretext of being
on fire department business.

He assumed that.

Look, did it occur to you that
maybe Prometheus set off that bomb

from the fire escape
across the parking lot?

Believe it or not, yes.

What were you doing
at the Stringer house?

What were you?

I was trying to find out
if Earl told his wife

anything about the fires
that might be useful.

Did he?

You first.

What did the manager say?

Okay.

He remembered a guy hanging
around at the time of the fire.

It seems that this man

used to live with the woman
who rented that apartment.

A Victoria Arnold.

- What about the man?
- He doesn't remember his name.

Your turn.

Well, according to Betty,

Earl thought the common
denominator was a woman.

- What woman?
- He didn't say.

But I got the impression that
she had something to do with a fire

that happened a
couple of years ago.

- The cafe fire.
- You remember it?

I'm not likely to forget it.

That's how I got these.

Attractive, isn't it?

Earl tried an unorthodox
rescue attempt and I paid for it.

I'm sorry.

I don't want your pity.

I just want you out of my way.

The woman and the cafe,

are you going to check them out?

If I think it's worth it.
Now, are you going?

Not far.

Victoria's Cafe.

Busy?

Hey, Joe.
Come on in.

Listen, I think I got
what you're looking for.

I just came back from the lab,

and the substance that's used
in the bomb, besides thermite,

is a thing called...
Let me see, uh...

- Koldextin, with a "K."
- Kol...

"A highly volatile
compound sometimes used

to enhance the effects of dynamite,

plastique, thermite
and other explosives."

- Anything else?
- Yeah.

"In controlled amounts,

it's used in the
processing of pesticides,

petroleum products,
color photography,

especially the color photography
used in newspaper publishing."

You get anything out of that?

Well, maybe.
I'll keep you posted.

Listen, Joe, uh, I want to
thank you for what you're doing.

No problem. Nothing
Earl wouldn't have done.

See you.

Hi.

I understand you were
looking for me.

Uh, yeah.

Did you happen to remember
the name of that guy

that was living
with Victoria Arnold?

The lady paid the rent.

I don't get involved
with who they live with.

Well, do you remember
anything about him?

What he did for a living,
any hobbies?

Where he worked, maybe?

Oh, didn't the lady over
at the firehouse tell you?

- What?
- About Victoria's boyfriend.

Uh-uh.

What's the matter, don't
you guys talk to each other?

I heard him talking
about his job.

Uh, he worked at the newspaper.

Which one?

Oh, well, that's gonna be a problem.
See, it was The Globe Chronicle,

and they're out of business.

Great.

- All right, thanks.
- Yeah, no problem.

Hey, listen, if I think of anything else,
I'll give you a call, okay?

They closed this
newspaper so quickly

that everything was left intact.

The only thing missing
around here is people.

It's over here.

Yeah.

That's it.

Okay.

What are you looking for?

Uh...

Former employee who
lives at 1117 Thatcher Street.

Yeah, here we go.
1117 Thatcher.

Ralph Boardman,
a color plate engineer.

Any idea where I can get
some more information on him?

We can try the color lab, that's where
his personnel file and desk would be.

Come on, I'll show you.

It's right through here.

The personnel files
are in this back office.

There you go.

Look, I got to get back, uh...

Don't want to lose my job
for deserting the post.

Well, good luck.

Yeah, thanks.

Boardman...

"Spec five demolitions."

That makes sense.

MacGyver.

In here, MacGyver.

I'm the one you're
looking for, MacGyver.

You thought you could disarm
the bomb in the flophouse.

You got your friend killed.

You can't catch me, MacGyver.

I'll always be
one step ahead of you.

I am Prometheus.

I am the fire that purifies
evil and corruption.

I am vengeance.

I am your death.

Hey!

Take my advice, MacGyver.

Make peace with your God.

Don't waste precious moments
trying to disarm the bomb.

Remember the motion detector.

The slightest movement,
and you're gone.

And beyond that, MacGyver,
there are other surprises.

You have three minutes
to make peace with your maker.

Goodbye, MacGyver.

A magnet.

Oh, man.

- What happened?
- Another Prometheus bomb!

Call it in!

Go, go, go!

All right, give me
a little pressure, Phil!

All right.

MacGyver, is it true?
Prometheus again?

Yeah, it's true.
Where's Rachel?

She's back at the station,
doing a psychological report.

Rachel!
I know who Prometh...

Don't move.

It has a motion detector.

All right,
it hasn't been activated,

but we've got to hurry here.

MacGyver,

you continue to be
a thorn in my side.

He's crazy, MacGyver.

It seems I no longer
have a use for this.

Cuff yourself to the chair.

He--He said you were dead.

Close.

The clues I gave Miss Bradley

were supposed to lead her
to the newspaper building.

But since you decided
to stick your nose in,

I realized you had to be
eliminated along with the others.

What others?
Why are you doing this?

You.

Earl Stringer.

Firemen, doctors, paramedics.

You're all responsible
for Victoria's death.

V-Victoria Arnold?

She was the victim
in the cafe fire.

I loved her.

She was all I had.

And you

and those other cowards were afraid
to go in and save her from the fire.

- We tried.
- No.

You let her die.

You, Stringer and the others.

You let her... burn.

So bad that no one
could save her.

Hey, she didn't start the fire.
You did.

What?

Boardman and Victoria
started the fire for the insurance.

Earl almost had it figured out.

I'm not Boardman.

He died with Victoria.

I am Prometheus.

I am the destroyer of evil.

I am the purifier.

Oh, God, MacGyver,
get if off me.

Take it easy, don't move.
Hold still.

What are you doing?

We're gonna take it
one step at a time.

All right, that takes care
of the motion detector.

You can breathe
a little easier now.

A little easier?
It's still going.

Like I said, we'll take it
one step at a time.

What's the matter?

Well, moving the switch to
the left always stopped it before.

Do you think
he--he changed to the right?

I think that's what
he thinks I would think.

Well, you have 32 seconds
to mess around.

Take your time.

We'll go to the left again.

A magnet connection.

Yeah, it automatically closes
when the power's shut down.

- Completing a secondary circuit.
- Right.

You need another magnet
to reverse the polarity.

- Where's your phone?
- Boardman, he ripped it out.

Here, use my walkie-talkie.

Come on.

Tell me one more thing,
MacGyver.

What?

That there isn't going
to be another step.

Well, actually, there is.

Boardman!

Hey, Boardman!

Looks like your firebomb
turned out to be a big dud.

MacGyver!

I guess that was
step number four, huh?

Okay, MacGyver, how did
you make the connection

between the Prometheus
fires and the cafe fire?

Well, I got to thinking
about that skid row fire.

The device was remote control,

so obviously it was
a trap for Earl,

a personal vendetta
of some kind.

But when did you figure out
it was Boardman?

Well, remember
what Earl said about

arsonists sticking around
to see the fires they set?

Yeah.

But this is a picture of me
and Earl at the cafe fire.

No, in the background,
right there.

- Boardman.
- Yeah.

He just couldn't accept being
responsible for Victoria's death.

So he lashed out at anyone who
could have saved her, but didn't.

All because he loved her.

You know, we really
did try to save her.

I know that.

And I want you to know,

I would turn in this badge
if it would bring back Earl.

I know that, too.

Stay, Frog.

Lookin' for me, Jesse?

Yeah.

Yeah, as a matter of fact,

I was looking for my brother,
Frank, and MacGyver.

Yeah?

Well, they'll be
joining you soon.

Real soon.

Hey, quit slobbering
all over me.

Come here. Let's go.

You try something and the
next one's through your head.

Colton!

But I shot you.

Yeah, Egan.

Right in a bulletproof vest.

Out of the car.
Let's go! Let's go!

Come on!

Put your pieces in the back
of this pickup one at a time.

You first, Egan.

- Frank.
- Yeah?

- See that bottle next to the bomb?
- Yeah.

That's sulfuric acid.

It'll eat right through these
ropes if we can get to it.

Well, we can't, so it ain't.

I think we are done for.

All right, all right, let's not
be giving up just yet, okay?

Who said anything
about givin'...

Bless.

Hold it, hold it.
Wait a minute.

There's only one thing in the
whole world that I'm allergic to.

Frog!

- Hey, get in here, you ugly thing.
- Good boy.

We need that bottle of stuff.

- Come on, that's it.
- Come on.

Move on down a little further.

- Come on, boy.
- Sweet thing, come in.

- Come on. Go ahead.
- Come on, boy.

- Push the bottle.
- Come on.

Come on now, nose it off.

Not the bomb, the bottle!

- Oh, you stupid hound.
- Stop!

Good boy. Good boy.

Now, we need the bottle.

Not the bomb, the bottle.

No, you dummy.
The bottle!

You keep calling him names
like that, he's gonna take a walk.

He knows I love him.

Don't you, sugar puss?

Come on, push the bottle,
Froggie.

Come on down, sweetheart.

He's not gonna cooperate,
MacGyver.

Well, look what we got here.

The queer money,
and the plates that made it.

Now where's my brother Frank
and MacGyver?

Come on, Frog.
Push the bottle.

- Push it, push it.
- Come on.

Push it, push it.
Come on.

He did it.
He got the right one.

All right, get him to
bring it over here. Quick.

Okay, okay, come on.
Come on, now.

Jump down. Come on down.
That's it.

That's it.

Bring Uncle Frank
the bottle, Froggie.

Come on, boy, come on.

That's it. Come on.

Now come on, Froggie.

All right. Here's how
it's gonna go down, boys.

You don't tell me
what I need to know,

I start at your kneecaps

and work my way up.

See what you look like
with nine bellybuttons.

You got one minute.

Come on, Froggie.

Bring MacGyver the bottle
so we all don't die.

Would you look at that?

Good boy, Frog.

Now, put the bottle
on the end of the ruler.

He's doing it.
He's doing it.

He didn't do it.

Hey, Froggie, if you don't put
that bottle on top of that ruler,

I'm gonna tell Mama,
no more chicken livers.

You're back to dog food.

That dog will enjoy
a lifetime of chicken livers.

Just how long
will that lifetime be?

Good question.

So, that's a beautiful thing.

What'll that stuff
do to your skin?

Nothing, if I can
keep it on the rope.

Go!

Let's get out of here, Froggie.

Come on!

Five, four...

...three...

Jesse, hit the deck!

Whoa!

Oh, good.

I was just looking for you guys.

MacGyver called.

He's not gonna be able
to make it over.

He said them news people
driving him half crazy,

so he gonna hide out for a
week up in the mountains.

College.

I don't even know
what classes to sign up for.

First two years, they tell you.

Now how would you know?

You ain't even seen
the inside of a high school,

let alone college.

I know because I'm three years,
eight months, six days older than you are.

Therefore, wiser than you are,
little brother.

- You know...
- I'll get it.

...there comes a time when
chronological age and wisdom catch up.

In our case,

that happened when you was
about four years old.

- Mama Colton, how are you?
- Johnny Denmark!

I haven't seen you since when?

Uh, two years ago next month.

That's right.
It was at that block party

right after
your swearing-in ceremony.

Well, it's about time you got
back to your old neighborhood.

And it feels good
to be home, Mama.

Don't just stand there,
come on in.

There's a familiar face.

Frog, right?

I remember you, too, from
the block party. Mean and ugly.

Oh, don't mind him.
He sometime cranky in the morning.

Fellas, look who's here,
the assistant district attorney himself.

How you doing, Johnny?

Good, Frank.

Nice to see you, Jesse.

Still throwing
that mean fastball?

No, no, not since high school.

How about some sweet cake
and coffee, Johnny?

Thought you'd never ask.

Ah, the restaurant's
been closed, what, um,

10 years now?

Close enough.
But not nearly long enough.

The restaurant's potential
reopening motivates certain of us

to keep the bounty-hunting
business healthy and thriving,

if you know what I mean.

Yes, I get your point, Mama.

So, what brings you here,
Mr. Denmark?

I need your brothers' help.

What?

Since when did you start
reaching down so low

that you need the help
of a couple of bounty hunters?

You're the best
in the business, Jesse.

Yeah, right.

I was reminded of that
when I read how you

busted that counterfeiting ring
last night.

There were three killings
in Chinatown last night,

all behind a power struggle
run by this man.

His name is Chi.

He pulled the trigger and crowned
himself the new godfather of Chinatown.

Now, if I can nail him
for those murders,

then Chinatown's underworld
will be crippled.

But?

But...

I have to find this girl
to do it.

They call her Madussa.

Supposedly, she's the dead
godfather's new number-one lady

and an eyewitness
to the killings.

I just can't get an ID on her.

You got a whole
police force to do that.

Word on the street is that Chi has
bribed the police on the Chinatown beat.

If they get to this lady first,

she'll never make it
to the witness stand alive.

That's why I need you guys.

Hmm, bad night here
last night, huh?

Tell me about it.

Well, I sure know one thing.

I wouldn't be
sleeping too sound,

having seen a massacre
like that one.

Who said I saw anything?

Hey, come on, come on.

They call her Madussa.

Give us a righteous name
and we're out of here.

Never saw her before.

Look, darling, she is in danger.

You help us,
and we can help her.

Please?

I--I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

Now, I know you can put more
than a street name to this pretty face.

What makes you think so?

What makes you ask?

Jesse.

This does, bro.

These guys impersonating
police officers?

Us? Police?

Shoot, we ain't never done
nothing to make anybody think...

Hey!

I heard nobody
ask you a question.

You know what? You're right.
You're absolutely right.

Okay, come on,
you know the drill.

Well, now, lookee here.

He's in the
door-shaking business.

Now, one time,

before we put you
out of the business.

Why are you asking
about this witness?

Before I answer that question,

why don't you try to put me
out of the business?

Look, you!

Hey!

Don't you ever touch a cop!

Hey, that's my brother!

Uh, but he did
ask for it, didn't he?

You know, we have
tried time and time again

to talk to him about
that temper of his.

Hey, I'm gone.
I'm gone.

Uh, sorry to have been
such a bother, ma'am.

Jesse, all I got to say is

you've got a lousy bedside
manner with everybody.

You think you could've
done any better?

No question about it.

Hey, you!

Not you. The nice one.

"Patricia Fielding."

We've got ourselves
a lead, brother.

The gentle way.

Wired Sheree a bouquet
of flowers in Hawaii.

You know, soften up the
San Francisco disappointment.

You think Santa Barbara
would be a nice compromise?

I think you're getting a little soft
in the head, that's what I think.

Sheree finds out you can't
afford San Francisco,

she's gonna send you packin'.

Wear this.
It'll mellow you out.

- Get away from me with that.
- Here, here, here.

Hey, back up, sucker.

- Come on, man. Come on.
- Get away from me, would you?

What?

Is that any way to answer
the phone, Jesse Colton?

Sorry, Mama,
I didn't know it was you.

I don't care who it is.

You gather more with honey
than you do with vinegar.

Didn't I teach you that?

Yes, Mama.

Listen, did you,
uh, happen to do

any networking
on Patricia Fielding?

Well, that's the reason
I'm calling.

Between Henrietta at the DMV

and Jolene at the courthouse,

I found out
that she's the daughter

of the former Loretta Woo
and G. Irwin Fielding

of Fielding Savings and Loan.

G. Irwin?

The guy that's up for ripping
off all those depositors?

That's him.

Jolene got into the
probation officer's report,

and Loretta Woo is that pretty
little fashion model from Taiwan

that was so popular in the '60s.

She married G. Irwin when he
was a young hotshot on Wall Street.

Skip the gossip, Mama.

Did Jolene give you an address?

She sure did.

It's out in the Highlands.

Gotta be
a pretty fancy place, too.

Mary Alice Johnson used to
sew for a lady up there.

Her name was Chandler.

- She was related to...
- Mama. The address?

Don't be so impatient, Jesse.

What I'm trying to tell you
is I called their housekeeper

and she told me that the
Fieldings are having lunch

with Patricia at
the Bayside Yacht Club today.

I expect before the day is over,

you boys will have this case
tied up with a ribbon.

Well, with your kind help,
we sure will.

Tell Johnny Denmark
what we have, if you would.

Thank you, Mama.

It's my pleasure.

Goodbye, now.

We've gotta talk, Mama.

Baby, we have already
had this conversation.

Yeah, but you've
done just fine, Mama.

And you're self-educated.

I mean, you've read more books

and you know more about stuff
than anyone I've ever met.

Uh-huh. And you're
going to know even more

when you get out of college.

Now it's time for you to get
on the road to registration,

and it's time for me
to get back to my garden.

I guess I'm just gonna
have to prove I'm ready.

Afternoon, Miss Fielding.
Allow me.

Mother.

Well, Mama was right
on the money.

Another five minutes,

and we'll have
Patricia Fielding,

and this case will be
wrapped up tight.

Now, the question is, who
are they and what are they...

Uh-oh. Frank and Jesse
must be here already.

Come on. Come on.

Well, I got no choice now, do I?

He talked to me and he listened.

He talked to you?

A gangster talked to you?

You have become
little more than a whore.

Then I guess we're not
so different after all,

are we, Daddy?

Can't you understand
what is happening here?

I witnessed a gangland killing.

Those men in Chinatown
wanna kill me.

I have no money.

And I...

I need your help to get away.

You'll get no help from me,
young lady.

We'd like to help, Patricia.

Who are you?

Get down!

Frog!

Frank!

Gotcha, sucker.

Oh, Jesse, there's two of them!

There's another one!
Get down!

Jesse!

What the hell
are you doing here?

Uh, well, I was
on my way to school, right?

I can't see him.

No need to.

Now there's one lesson
I won't learn in college.

You got that right.

Hey, no, you ain't
getting me into that, okay?

Come on.

Just couldn't wait for me,
could you, Jesse?

You missed it, Frank.

Jesse and I got busy.

Patricia, no!

Colton Brothers.

Yes, hello?

Uh, this is Loretta Fielding.

I'd like to speak to one of
the Colton Brothers, please.

Yes, this is Frank Colton.

You said you can help
my daughter.

Keep her safe?

Yeah, where can we find her?

I'm at 10th and Gramercy.

We'll be there in 10 minutes.

Thanks you for coming.

You were right. You are
the only ones who can help.

Where is she?

There.

It's the only place I know
with people I can count on.

Let's go.

Don't look now,
but I think we got company.

Check out the reflection
in the window.

It's okay. These are
the men I told you about.

My mom says I should trust you.

We're gonna need all you got.

We were followed.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

Score.

- Home free.
- I hope.

What do you mean by that?

- My left eye is twitching.
- Oh, great.

What are you guys talking about?

Nothing. Nothing.

Besides, that twitch
is only worth 10%.

Billy?

Listen to me,
and don't say a word.

Yeah, sure.
He's right here.

It's Frank.

Do you have the girl?

Got her. Where to?

The old boatyard
at Industrial and Fairview.

My assistant, Charles,
will meet you there.

Right.

They have her.

Oh, I have to tell you, Mama Colton,

your boys are the best.

Hello?

We have our witness, Charles.

I want you to set up the
transport boat and the safe house.

I'll meet you at the boatyard
as soon as I can get there.

Thank you for
your hospitality, Billy.

- Mama Colton.
- It's our pleasure.

If you have any more cases
for the Colton Brothers,

- just give us a call, you hear?
- Thank you.

Frank said he wanted you
to check out the number

Mr. Denmark dialed with your
friend at the phone company.

What for?

- I think his eye's twitching again.
- Ooh. Give me that.

I don't like this place.
It feels eerie.

- What's that guy's name? Charles?
- Uh-huh.

- Is your eye still twitching?
- Uh-huh.

I think I got a possible
answer to the logic of it.

What's that?

- Those two cops.
- Yeah?

They're not very good
at what at they do.

True.

Now, if I was
the godfather of Chinatown,

they'd be
the last ones I'd juice.

That would be a waste of money.

Now, if they didn't
put the squeeze

on that barmaid
at the Ho Ho Club,

and put them two Hong Kong
gangsters on our tail,

somebody else did.

Now my twitchin'
makes some sense.

See, I'm glad
you took the precaution

to have Billy check
on Johnny Denmark.

Jesse?

I was a hair too late.

That phone number that
Johnny Denmark called

belongs to a social club
in Chinatown.

Frank felt it.

- I'll call the police.
- No, no, Mama.

If we can't trust
the assistant DA,

there's no telling
who'd show up.

Billy, if you get hurt, I'm gonna
whack you across your head!

And what is it
I can do for you two?

We got some questions to
ask Frank and Jesse Colton.

Are you the two that pushed
my Jesse down a flight of stairs?

Uh, he tripped.

Uh-huh.

Well, I got some questions
I wanna ask myself.

And maybe we should have
a meaningful conversation.

Wonder what they're up to.

No good.

You wear your vest this morning?

Like Mama said,
never leave home without it.

Any ideas?

No. You?

Pismo Beach.

What?

Sheree might go for Pismo
Beach over Santa Barbara.

It's a lot cheaper.

Frog.

Draw that dude off while
I make it up those stairs.

Go on now, get!

Hey, hold it in.
They'll hear you.

Frog!

Now I got an idea.

Psst!

Hey.

Speak, Frog.

Speak.

Well, come on! Hit him!

What took you so long?

Why didn't you go ahead
and hit him?

You would've saved me
a lot of pain.

- Way to go, Froggie.
- Hey, where's Billy?

That means he doesn't know.

Come on, let's go.

Looks like he went
the wrong way.

Hey, come on. Let's go.

Kick it, Froggie,
we'll be right back.

Hey, how're you doing?

What's that you say?
I work here.

Uh, workee?

Yeah, you know, put
'em up white powder?

Uh, workee, workee?

Ah, workee, workee.

- That's it. You got it.
- Ah.

Uh...

You know, this isn't very good
employer-employee relations.

Okay.

All right, all right.
Chill, chill.

Any ideas?

Why do I always have to
come up with the ideas?

Okay, I've got one.
Follow me.

You!

He's the brother
of those other two outside.

This how you keep
the streets safe?

If he knows about me,
then his mother knows.

Then we will take care
of the mother,

and no one will know.

Don't you touch my mama!

You animals!

$200,000 as promised,
Mr. District Attorney.

What's this for?

To put a permanent seal
on our partnership.

Kill the boy.

This isn't part
of the arrangement.

Kill the boy, Mr. Denmark,

or we have no arrangement.

Let's go!
Move in!

Go! Go!

Shoot them.

Both of them. Now!

I rather enjoyed that.

Yes! Yes!

Your boys sure got a strange
way of operating, Mrs. Colton.

But they do get the job done,
don't they? Come on.

Frank, Jesse, you all right?

Mama, what you doing here?

These two nice policemen
gave me a ride.

One of his buddies
is in the boat building.

Well, go ahead. Pick up this trash
my boys just threw out for you.

Yes, ma'am.

Where is Billy?

I--I'm right here, Mama.
And I'm good.

I'm real good.

I'm afraid the boy's got a
little taste for the business.

He is going to college.

Oh, we know that,
don't we, Jesse?

Hey, it's real clear to me.

Mama, couldn't he just dabble
in the business a little bit?

Part-time, maybe?

Well, maybe,
if his schedule permits.

You boys could just
ease him into the skills

and wherewithal
of bounty hunting.

Mama,

you're starting to bend?

Well, a mother has
to let go sometime.

"Let go"?

A little.

Hey, Frog!

Frog, presents!

Get it, boy!

- MacGyver, hi.
- Hi, Mama.

Hey, hey, hey!
Watch it, Mama.

Hey, what's doing here?

You guys back
in the restaurant business?

Hey, you wash
your mouth out with soap.

Well,

there it is, Mama.

Little, uh, compromise
I made with Frank.

Changing the image, you know.

What, cleaning up the DA's
office and Chinatown

in the same day
wasn't enough to do it?

Well, taking down Denmark
took down our paycheck.

And Billy's tuition just
wiped out our reserves,

so Frank thought
we ought to change the sign.

All right.

Yeah.

Looks good, doesn't it?

The prodigal son returns!

Sheree didn't go
for Pismo Beach.

Ooh,

your niece has some very

dangerous ideas, Denise.

Please, she cannot hurt you.

But she knows disrespect.

Remind her, it is we who make sure
that everyone here in Little Haiti is

protected from misfortune.

By the way, have you
forgotten what day it is?

No.

- Don't do it, Auntie.
- Cherine, please, be quiet!

- Listen to your aunt, girl.
- No, you listen!

Our people booted creeps
like you out of Haiti and

you're not going to get away with
playing your filthy power games here.

If you ever bother us again,
I'll call the police.

As you wish.

The next time we meet, Cherine,

I will introduce you
to a friend of mine.

Baron Samdi.

Until then.

Hello, MacGyver.

Denise. Cherine.

I'm late for that protest rally.
Later, MacGyver.

What can I do for you, MacGyver.

Uh, well I was skating with
the boys this morning,

took a little shot to the neck.

Mama Lorraine said you might
have a liniment for me?

Oh, I got just the
right thing to fix you up.

Grab her!
Get her in the car!

- Quickly!
- Let me go!

- Put her in the car.
- Help me!

Somebody help me!

Let's go.

And I ran outside when
I heard Cherine scream...

Did you recognize the driver?

All right, how about the car?
You said it was a dark color.

Was it black, blue?

I'm sorry.
I saw nothing.

May I please go now?

Yeah, sure.
We'll--We'll do what we can.

Darryl, the car was black
and there were three guys in it.

Well, thank you.

Did you catch the
license number?

No, but Denise was talking to one
of the guys just before it happened.

She can identify him.

Yeah, the whole block
probably could,

but I can't give everybody
the third degree.

Besides, it wouldn't
do any good.

This is the third kidnapping
in Little Haiti this year.

I mean, we got
extortion, drugs, murder,

and every time it's the same thing.

There's no clues and
there's no witnesses.

- They're scared.
- Oh, yeah.

They're so scared her
aunt won't even help.

I mean, if she won't, who will?

This isn't much to go on
but we'll do our best.

Thanks for your help, MacGyver.

Okay, Denise. Why?

You would not understand.

Your niece has been kidnapped
and you won't help the police find her?

You're right,
I don't understand.

The Tonton Macoute have her.

The... The what?

The Tonton Macoute.

They were Papa Doc's secret police
in Haiti before the revolution.

If I speak,
they will kill Cherine.

I have no choice.

That's not true.
You do have a choice.

They left this.

It is a voudon warning
to remain silent.

I was afraid to give it
to the police.

Let the pain flow from you.

Yes, yes, I can feel
the pain is going.

Yes.

Ah, I feel better, Mama.

The pain is gone completely.
It's a miracle. A miracle.

Take this.

Carry it with you at all times

and your headache
won't come back.

Thank you, Mama Lorraine.
Thank you.

She is wonderful.

Wow.

Don't make faces. This is
pure datura leaf from Haiti.

It's powerful medicine
against poison.

You know, what if something
was really wrong with that guy?

I send him to the Free Clinic.

I'm no doctor, MacGyver,
I am a spiritual...

"Spiritual advisor."
I know, I know.

Did the spirits tell you what
happened in Little Haiti today?

Of course.

Poor Cherine.

I pray to Papa Legba.

I think she could use some
help a little closer to home.

The people who took her
left this behind.

I think it connects to
the voodoo religion.

That is not religion.

That is sacrilege!

Well, somebody's using it

to scare the people of
Little Haiti into keeping quiet.

There is good and bad
in all things, MacGyver,

including religion.

I am a mambo,
a priestess of voudon.

I serve the right and
the left, good and bad.

Some devote themselves
only to the left hand, the evil.

Like that wanga.

It means a curse has been placed
on Cherine by the Tonton Macoute.

Any idea how I can
find this Tonton Macoute?

I know of one person.
Dr. Redemteur.

I first met Cherine when I was
lecturing at the university.

I teach a course in
Afro-Haitian culture and religion.

When Cherine learned
that elements of

the old Duvalier government
are trying

to gain power
in the United States,

she devoted herself
to stopping them.

Making speeches,
organizing marches.

Such spirit!

Mama, please,

say a prayer for me
asking for her safe return.

Uh, doc...
doctor, uh, pardon me but...

how do we locate these
elements of the old regime?

Not easily.

The Tonton Macoute move
in shadows, like ghosts.

I have heard rumors
about secret meetings,

ceremonies, nothing more.

Well, one of the guys who
took Cherine mentioned a name,

a Baron Samdi?

Oh, no.

What?

In the voudon belief, Baron Samdi
is the keeper of the graveyard,

lord of the dead and the undead.

"Undead"?

Zombies, MacGyver.

"Zombies"?

But they're myths.
Are--Aren't they?

I assure you, such things
are not only possible,

there is medical proof they
actually exist.

A precise dose of the right
toxins can induce a coma state,

which is nearly impossible
to distinguish from death.

Voudon is ancient, MacGyver.

You can't expect to
grasp all in one day.

Uh, doctor,
these secret meetings,

any idea where they're held?

No.

But I'm afraid they are
gathering new followers every day.

My patients, even some of my students
at the university, won't speak to me.

I fear the darkness is winning.

You do not pay your
respects to Baron Samdi, girl?

You're no spirit.
Your name's Devraux.

You used to be one of
Duvalier's puppets.

But now, I am pulling
the strings.

You pervert the voudon religion

and you use superstition to
frighten people into going along

with your protection racket.

You're just a sick,
evil man living in the past.

Ah, but the past can
become the future, girl.

We will bring back the old ways,

restore strength and
stability to our people.

Yes, perhaps even
to our beloved Haiti.

And you will help.

That day will never come.

But you're wrong, Cherine.

Because the future is now.

Hold her.

She's not breathing.

There's no pulse.

Now she will really be
of use to us.

This is very evil mojo,
MacGyver.

You shouldn't be messing
with that doll like that.

I'm just trying to find out
where it came from.

It came from someplace
very dusty.

Yeah.

That's silt,

like a dry riverbed.

That looks like oil.

Yeah, that's what it is.

It smells burnt.

Maybe it came from a garage.

Yeah, but that doesn't
explain the silt.

And besides, this kind of oil is
used to run generators and turbines.

"Turbines"? Power station?

The old Liberty Dam?

Haitian drums.

That's the guy who
grabbed Cherine.

I'm not surprised.
His name is Concasseur.

In Haiti, he was torturer
for Colonel Devraux,

the commander of
Papa Doc's death squads.

Open the casket.

Close the casket.

- She looked dead.
- Not dead. Worse.

Worse?

Do you remember what
Dr. Redemteur told you about zombies?

No, I'm not buying into that.

Open your mind, MacGyver.

Magic comes from the heart
and the earth.

There are many things in nature
that can be used to cure or kill.

So what, she's been poisoned?
Drugged? What?

An ancient formula.

It renders the victim lifeless.

Only the mind remains conscious.

Cherine will be aware
of everything, until death.

- Well, is there an antidote?
- Yes.

Datura leaf, but more
than this, and in time.

How long has she got?

It depends on when the
poison was administered.

She may only have a few hours.

I can get past the guard,
no problem.

But for you, it's a big problem.

I think we can handle it.

- Blessings to you.
- And you, Mama.

This is your first time with us.

I heard so much
about the ceremonies,

I thought I had
to come see them for myself.

It's a good time. Today we
make an offering to Baron Samdi.

How exciting!

But you can't meet
the Baron like that.

- It'd be an insult.
- Why, what's wrong?

Your tie is loose.
Let Mama fix it.

Mama.

What are you doing to me?
Come on now.

Mama!

Oh, too tight?
I'll loosen it.

Stop! You're
making it tighter.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Let me try again.
Oh, don't move.

That's much better.

Thank you, Mama.

MacGyver?

Here.

It's not nice to scare Mama.

This way.

Maybe it would be wiser
if you went back.

What are you, crazy? I'm dying to
meet this Samdi myself. Let's go.

Spare him.
He doesn't understand.

All right, why don't you go ahead?
I'll look for Cherine.

You be careful, MacGyver.

Mama Lorraine!
What a pleasant surprise.

I'm so happy that you've
decided to join us.

Do I know you?

Oh, no.
But of course, I know you,

by your reputation.

All of Little Haiti knows
Mama Lorraine.

- Oh, Baron Samdi!
- Baron Samdi.

Baron Samdi!

Welcome, children!

In the name of Baron Samdi.

In the name of the old ones.

- Papa Legba!
- Papa Legba...

- Shango...
- Shango...

- Marassa...
- Marassa...

- Ogun...
- Ogun...

- DeDe!
- DeDe!

Their hearts cry out
to their people,

who have seen
their homeland torn apart

by anarchy and chaos!

Their hearts cry out
for their people cast upon

a cruel, foreign shore.

Lands that persecute
our beliefs.

We who hear your pleas,
old ones,

feel your anger!

You. We have the power

to conquer all enemies.

All obstacles.

Even death.

This girl was an enemy.

Now she is an enemy no more!

I have sent her to
meet Baron Samdi,

in his garden.

But I will bring her back,

and when I do,

she will be my servant.

Now, dance, children.

Rejoice!

I leave you now,

but I will return,

and bring our
little sister back.

The power of the people.

Cherine?

Cherine.

Cherine.

Cherine.

Can you imagine what
could be done with

this power in the hands
of the right leaders?

- Such as yourself?
- Not just myself.

For there's enough to share,

especially if you
were to join us.

- Join you?
- Yes. You are a mambo.

You have great influence
on this community.

With your participation,
the people will be convinced

that we are the true
power in Little Haiti.

I am a high priestess of voudon.

I could not join this
circus show.

I think I want to move
a little closer to the stage.

You will consider my offer.

Remember, those who are
not with us

are our enemies.

You don't want to be our enemy.

I will consult the spirits.

Well, don't take too long.

Even the spirits
run out of patience.

Cherine?

Are we too late?

Mama, it's nuts.

She's got no pulse
and she's not breathing,

but I think she's alive.

Not for long.

If she doesn't get the antidote soon,
she'll never recover.

Don't try to talk, Cherine.
We'll get you to a hospital soon, girl.

Unfortunately, hospitals
are for the living.

She has departed life.

It would be unwise to move.

I see that you have made
your decision, Mama.

Too bad.

Take him!

Sergeant Concasseur,
keep an eye on the witch.

Oh, God!

Don't try to fight it.

Now, you are one of the undead.

Stay still, MacGyver.

The more you move,
the faster the poison works.

Breathe deep,
get lots of oxygen.

That won't help him for long.

Even now he can feel
his joints stiffened,

his muscles freezing like ice.

Soon he will hear
his own heart beating,

slower and slower,

until it stops.

Or until he is given
the antidote.

That choice is yours, Mama.

What do you mean?

I was going to perform the zombie
ceremony with Cherine myself.

But if you, a true mambo,

one the people know and trust,
were to perform the ceremony,

that would convince them that we
truly possess the power of voudon.

I am a priestess,
not a showgirl!

You will do as I say,

if you care about your friend.

All you have to do is perform
the ceremony and awaken the girl.

Once the people have seen
that you are on our side,

you can revive your friend
and we will all part ways.

How can you watch him
suffer like this?

Stay calm, MacGyver.

Mama will do what she must do.

Mama.

And you will do
what you must do.

Eat it. It's datura leaf.

Only enough to prolong
you for a short time.

Without more you will die.

Papa Legba protect you.

Well, what is it to be?

I'll do it.

But if you cross me,

I'll show you more than
chemistry and acting.

Take her to my chamber.

Place him inside.

You are indeed fortunate,
MacGyver.

You are going to witness
something few people have ever seen.

Your own burial.

Seal the coffin.

Turn.

MacGyver! I thought
you were a burglar.

Oh, I was poisoned, I had to
let myself in to get the antidote.

What are you doing here?

I was sent to retrieve this.

But now it seems I have two
jobs to do for Colonel Devraux.

Datura stramonium.

A harmful substance,

but a strong remedy for the
symptoms of tetrodotoxin poisoning.

That's the poison in blowfish,

like the ones in your office.

Bravo.

You would have still needed to visit
a hospital if you were to fully recover.

Make yourself comfortable.

I'll call Sergeant Concasseur.
He and his men can deal with you.

Cherine and the students
trusted you.

Of course. It was my job
to gain their trust.

So are you on Devraux's payroll,

or is he controlling you
with a voodoo doll?

Really, MacGyver,

don't tell me you
believe that superstition.

Well, I like to keep
an open mind.

Sometimes you just have
to have a little faith.

Colonel Devraux says to hurry.

If this is not done properly,
it could be deadly.

Just being in this room,

breathing the air, can kill you

So don't tell me to hurry.

Yes, well,

you just make sure you
put on a good show, Mama.

Radegonde, Baron Samdi,

guardian of the cemetery.

You who have the power
to go into purgatory,

you the Loa must continue.

You must build new
temples in this new land,

and you must join us as we
build new temples in this new land.

Break my jar!

The mambo repeats
the sacred chant.

Sacred Loa,
let the powers work for us.

Wake up, Cherine.

Come back to us
from the Baron's garden.

I call on Papa Legba.

I call on Damballa.

I call on Erzulie.

Everybody's here
for your party, Cherine.

Wake up and join us.

Come back to the living,
little sister.

Come on, girl.

Don't let it win.

Welcome back, Cherine.

It's time for the Baron to
make his entrance again

and bless the ceremony.

Don't let them leave the stage.

Yes, sir, Colonel Devraux.

Take your position.

Get up, girl, you've
got to move.

Get the medicine circulating.

That's it.

You'll be all right now, girl.
Keep moving, one step at a time,

keep your blood flowing,
don't stop.

That's it, Cherine.
Keep walking.

You've got to move those legs.

If you lay down the poison
will start to work again.

You've got to work those muscles.
Get your blood flowing.

Remember that, girl. This is no
time to relax. You've got to fight it.

Don't worry, girl.
You'll be all right now.

Just keep moving
and stay on your feet.

Force yourself to walk.
That's the way, girl.

One step at a time. Good.

You got the idea.
Keep walking.

Go see what's keeping the colonel.

Baron!

I come to you in the
name of Baron Samdi.

Hear me, children.
I must speak.

MacGyver, are you crazy?

That doesn't sound
like the colonel.

Listen to me.

You have been deceived
and lied to.

These men abuse the gods

and use them for evil.

They possess no magic,

only greed.

They are your enemies!

Listen to the Baron,
he is speaking the truth!

That's not the colonel!

Stop him!

After them! Stop them!

That's him.

My foot! I cannot move!

MacGyver.

I'm glad they let you
out of the hospital.

You feeling better now?

Good as new, Mama.
Thanks.

You know, I talked to Denise.

She told me Cherine will be
recovered in time to

testify against Devraux
and his people.

They misused the gods badly.

The spirits will be avenged.

Well, with all due respect, Mama,
I think the courts will put them away

before the spirits do.

Really, MacGyver?

How can you say that after all
you've seen and experienced?

Okay. I admit it.

I have a lot to learn
about your religion. Yes.

For Papa Legba, the god of
communication and understanding.

You know, after all your luck,
you owe the spirits a goat.

A goat?

But don't worry.

I told them you're a vegetarian.

Ah!

Well, like I told MacGyver,

if anyone could trace a family tree,
it's Dr. Irwin Malcolm.

Now, the MacGyver name disappears
somewhere in the 17th century,

but the M'Iver clan
can be traced

all the way back
to the 14th century.

Is there any proof
this M'Iver clan

has anything to do
with my family?

Proof? Proof, lad,

we've got the strongest
of indications.

We're talking about a time
of limited population.

The similarity
of the two names alone,

M'Iver and MacGyver,

is enough to indicate kinship.

But on top of that,

the first recorded
chief of the clan

in the 14th century,
Iain M'Iver,

shares the same first name

with his 17th century
counterpart, Iain MacGyver.

Yeah, but that could
be a coincidence, right?

Aye. But, both men
gave their son

the same first name
as you have, Mr. MacGyver.

And that, dear boy,
is more than coincidence.

All the way back
to the 14th century.

That's amazing.

There's more to it
than that, eh?

See for yourself.

The seventh century?

They hardly kept
records back then.

I know that.
You think I'm a nincompoop?

But my search has led me
to mysterious references

of yet another Iain M'Iver.

In numerous Gaelic poems

dating all the way back
to the seventh century,

they tell of a man
who fell prey to great evil,

and died shackled in a dungeon,

a victim of wrongful captivity.

And, before you even ask,
I'll tell you,

the answer's yes.

The seventh century
Iain M'Iver's son

also had your first name.

MacGyver, I'm impressed.

A friend with roots
in medieval history.

Yeah, yeah.

Your friend Malcolm's
real interesting,

but his methods
aren't too scientific.

Oh, come on, he's the best.
I swear it.

Listen, he found whole
generations of my ancestors

I didn't even know I had.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Hurry it up, will you?
I don't want to spend all day here.

Come on, man, move it!

I'm going as fast as I can.

- Well, that's not very smart.
- What?

There.

Perfect. Got it.

Hey!

Look out!

Are you mad? Away, fool.

Run!

Get up.

Look at the clothing
on that bloke.

The horses are coming. A stranger.

Move, fool!

Away, fool.
The horses are coming. Make haste!

You got to be kidding me.

Galahad is down!

Galahad is down.

Duncan will finish him.

Poor Galahad.

Sir Galahad?
The Sir Galahad?

Hey, what's going on here?
Where's Pete?

Silence, stranger!

What's this?

Sir Galahad,
the king's favorite,

whimpering like
a frightened chambermaid?

Joust the second round
or prepare to die.

My arm, Duncan.

I cannot move it.

Pity, pretty Galahad.

Spare him, Duncan.
Let Galahad live.

Have mercy! I pray you.

There is no mercy in battle!

No, wait!

Who is this bumpkin?

All right, all right.
What's the joke?

Who are you guys?

You dare interrupt Sir Duncan
in knightly combat?

Knightly combat?

Come on, where am I?

Camelot, you fool!

Camelot, eh?

Look, I hate to butt in,

but you can't kill Sir Galahad.

It'll screw up history.

What history?

Well, Galahad's gonna lead
a quest to find the Holy Grail.

He can't die.

The Holy Grail?

Yes, the Holy Grail.
Trust me, I...

I know about these things.

Who is this babbling fool?

Perhaps a sorcerer
from some foreign land.

Observe the strange clothing.

Sorcerer?
No, forget about it.

I'm no sorcerer.

Beware, Duncan.
I sense demon magic.

Duncan fears no man nor magic.

Your choice, stranger.

Second your fallen friend
or watch him die.

Second?

Exactly what does that mean?

You ride in his stead
in the next round of combat.

Look, can't we just talk?

No talk!

Ride or watch him die!

All right. All right, you win.

I'll second him.

You will do this for me,
stranger?

I don't see any way
out of this. Do you?

Use my armor, friend.

Yeah. It looks a little heavy.

Keep it. Thanks.

Choose your weapon, friend,
be it lance or halberd.

Uh...

Neither.

The fool fights
without arms or armor.

Can I use that rope?

Fetch him that rope.
Let him hang himself.

See to Galahad.

The field of battle is not a
place for wounded doves.

A rope against the lance?
The stranger is mad.

A fool is more like it.

Let the contest begin!

Oh, man.

Coward, fight!

Duncan, Duncan, are you harmed?

Away! Away!

A fine contest, good sir.

Glorious combat.

I like this not at all.

♪ Listen, ye lords,
to the tale that I sing ♪

♪ To the marvel and wondrous
and distant thing ♪

♪ The stranger appeared
in Galahad's time ♪

♪ Accepting
Dread Duncan's fight ♪

♪ Shunning armor and lance
with his length of twine ♪

♪ He felled
the mighty knight ♪

♪ He felled
the mighty knight ♪

His Majesty, King Arthur,

sovereign of the Round Table.

Hey, Pete!

Stay your tongue.
Kneel.

Do not address Arthur
in such a manner.

He's our king.

Right.

When did he lose his eyesight?

In an ambush
by Queen Morgana last year.

She abducted my betrothed,
Cecilia,

and left King Arthur for dead.

The stranger stands
before you, sire.

It seems we have a
courageous stranger in our midst.

He had no cause, sire.

It was Galahad's fight.

And Galahad's cowardice
that brought the stranger...

That will do, Sir Duncan.

I am displeased
with this whole affair.

We have enough troubles
without my knights

fighting among themselves.

And even today I had news

that Queen Morgana has created
a monstrous new weapon

that has the power to kill
people from great distance.

This is evil indeed.

But now I fear
if we do not move at once

to rescue the precious Cecilia,

we may be too late.

I have said that
all along, sire.

Thank you, Sir Duncan.

Now, please,
honor me with your silence.

Yes, sire.

Galahad.

Yes, sire?

Have your wounds been tended?

Yes, sire. Tended well.

Good. Now what have you
to say about this stranger?

When he saw
I could not fight, sire,

he risked his life to save mine.

But for him,
I would not be here.

It seems we owe you a
debt of gratitude, stranger.

Just glad I could help.

Oh, perhaps you will
tell us who you are

and how you came to be among us.

To be honest with you, sir,

I'm a little fuzzy
on the details.

But um, well, my
name's MacGyver and I...

Kill him!

Hold, knights!

This stranger is worthy
of an explanation.

Thank you, king.
I appreciate that.

What'd I say?

The pronouncement of your name.

MacGyver?

All right, all right.
I won't say it again.

Though you say it strangely,

the M'Iver name is banished,

even from pronouncement
on pain of death.

Can I ask why?

Because of the treacherous union

of Iain M'Iver
and my half sister,

the evil Morgana.

That vile partnership

has claimed the lives
of many innocent people

and my own vision.

And even now it threatens
the life of our precious Cecilia

who is held prisoner
in their filthy dungeons.

With all due respect, sir...

Your Majesty, I think a terrible
mistake has been made here.

I think my ancestor
has been wrongly accused.

I--I don't think he's hooked up

with this Morgana
character at all.

In fact,
there's a pretty good chance

that he's also
been victimized by her,

destined to die in her dungeon.

- How know you these things?
- You speak of the future.

Silence!

What, pray tell,
prompts these beliefs?

Well, it's a little hard
to explain, Your Majesty,

but, uh, I do have
knowledge of a future time.

This is evil knowledge, Arthur.

Iain M'Iver will
be falsely accused

and die in wrongful captivity.

At least, that's the way
history is gonna record it.

Sire, there is danger here.

Evil in our midst.

We must purge ourselves
of its presence.

Death to the sorcerer!

Kill him!

Sire, let me be the one
to spill his vile blood.

Hold! Knights, hold!

There is no need
for rash action.

The stranger claims
the gift of prophecy.

Merlin,

but you are the most
powerful sorcerer in the land.

Show him your magic

and then we will put him
to the test.

Goodly plan, sire.

Are you sure, Arthur?

Sure?

Does the King's magician
question the court's authority?

Never, my king.

But always before,
in matters of sorcery,

I have had your trust.

Perhaps the pain of your wounds

has made you forget
the loyalty that I have...

My wounds have healed.

My wounds have
nothing to do with this.

- Merlin is right, sire.
- Silence!

Now hear this, one and all.

I need not eyes to lead
whilst I can think!

As long as I sit
upon this throne

and wield this blessed sword,

I am Arthur, your king!

And I, Merlin,
your obedient servant.

I will test
the stranger's magic.

Magic? Test?

Wait a minute,
you got it all wrong.

Silence!

I call upon the power of virtue,

Lugnota,

to blight all evil
from our midst!

Seranaculoris! Zachronomtos!

His rope, a lifeless object...

He has the rope
in his hands, sire.

...which will come to life.

He has placed it on the ground.

Zignon. Zuntan.

Look, it's rising.

Halvnor. Caran.

Abnon. Sacharon.

Igtril. Sminje!

Bravo!

Merlin has demonstrated
his power.

Now you must offer proof of yours.

Or for having falsely
claimed the gift,

forfeit your life.

You guys don't mess around,
do you?

All right.

Okay.

Merlin's magic
has awakened the rope.

I shall lay it to sleep again.

This...

This is demon sorcery, sire.

The magic of destruction.

We must blight this evil
presence from our midst

before it is too late!

Hold, knights! Hold!

He will have his due.

Show us some good magic,
stranger.

Some magic of creation,

or by this court you must die.

You guys are so strict.

Yes, Your Majesty,
I have just the thing.

With this tiny stick,

I shall create

fire.

He's done it, sire!
He's done it!

You have proven yourself,
MacIver.

Your magic is good.

And for good,
we pray it will serve.

We are twice blessed,
this court.

The magic of Merlin combined
with the magic of MacIver

may be the force that is needed

to bring Morgana to her knees!

Hear me, sire, please!

If I am to go against
the mighty Morgana,

let me be in the company
of a knight of the court.

Any knight.

Merlin is right, sire.

The law requires
even the great Merlin

to be accompanied on any mission
by a knight in the king's service.

I am aware of the rules,
Sir Duncan.

Then, sire, if, uh,

the gentle Sir Galahad

is too weakened by his
injuries to rescue his betrothed,

send me, sire.

I have another thought,
Sir Duncan.

I...

I have another... Oh...

Sire!

Help me get him
to his tent, quickly.

Excuse me.
Can you speak, Your Majesty?

- Can you describe your pain?
- No.

If you don't mind,
healing is my domain.

Be my guest.

Merlin,
what is that supposed to do?

Watch and learn.

Excuse me, Merlin.

He's gonna need
more than a song.

How dare you!

He's been poisoned!

We've got to move fast.

- How did you ascertain this?
- I don't have time to explain.

Eggs. I need three or four
eggs and a clean goblet.

I forbid this intrusion
on my authority!

Merlin, I don't
have time to explain.

I need your help!

I don't suppose
anyone has a pestle?

I am an alchemist.
My cloak is my laboratory.

Hang on, Your Majesty.

This won't taste too good
but it should do the trick.

Drink. Drink.

You'll be all right.

If you fail, MacIver...

This is not a test, Duncan.

I'm trying to save your king.

Who prepared the king's food?

The new page who just joined us.

We must find him!

Come! Come!

How are you feeling, sir?

Oh, better.

I'm burning.

That should clear up.

Someone poisoned your food,
Your Majesty.

- Poison?
- Yes.

Who would dare such treachery?

Merlin.

Yes, sire?

Leave us, please.

Yes, sire.

Give me your hand.

I hardly know you, MacIver.

But I have seen your virtue
and your valor.

I would bestow
knighthood on you,

so you can ride with Merlin
against Morgana.

The rumors of her new weapon

were much graver
than I dared report.

It is whispered that tomorrow

she will test the new weapon
on our own Cecilia.

As my knight,
you can help to stop her.

- But, Your Majesty...
- And in so doing,

perhaps find your ancestor,

clear your name forever

and restore your family honor.

I can see why they made
you king, Your Majesty.

Up here!
I found him! Quickly!

Make haste!

He fell, caught like
a rat in a trap.

We have him now.

I caught him trying
to sneak out of camp.

Look what he was carrying.

Sire, you know
I've done nothing wrong.

Silence!

Is this gold yours?

Answer truly.

Well, yes, sire.
I answer truly.

Then...

- To your maker.
- Stop!

You killed him.
He didn't have a chance.

A just punishment for the crime.

How do you know he was the one?

He admitted his guilt.

I apologize, Your Majesty,
but there were

serious related matters
that required attention.

As you know,
the murderous page was slain,

caught trying to flee.

It was reported so.

He was in possession
of these, Your Majesty.

This gold belongs to Merlin.

I myself gifted it to him.

Unhand me, I say,
traitorous toadstools!

Unhand me this instant

or I'll turn you
into dragon drunge!

Well, what is the meaning
of this?

Your Majesty, I appeal to you!

I demand an explanation!

An immediate explanation!

Sire, it grieves me
to bring you this news.

But we have
reason to believe that

Merlin the Magician himself
conspired to assassinate you.

Merlin?

That is a vile and
insidious lie, Your Majesty!

Upon what evidence, may I ask?

A few pieces of gold?

There is more
than just the gold, sire.

Minutes ago,

Merlin was observed
washing out the same vial

that was found here
earlier in your tent.

Of course I washed it out,
you fool.

It's mine!

Obviously stolen, like the gold,
by the murderous page!

Also, sire, this
parchment was found on the page.

It reads, "For agreed service"

and it bears
Merlin's personal seal.

Liar!

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I was there.
When did you find that?

We searched the traitor's
clothing before he was buried.

Is this so, Merlin?

Your seal?

No, no!

Uh, perhaps, uh,
he stole that as well.

Uh, uh, perhaps--perhaps
when I went to wash.

Sire, the law states that
if any member of the court

is suspected of wrongdoing,

his fate shall be determined

by his fellow knights
in a Council of Judgment.

This is an outrage!

Don't let them do this,
Your Majesty.

Tell them. You know me!

We have no choice, sire.

I'm sorry, my friend.

It is the law.

So be it.

Confine him to his quarters

until the council
has reached its judgment.

- No! My king!
- Come along now. This way.

This is Merlin,
your friend through the years!

Stop them! Your Majesty!

I beseech you!
I am innocent! I am innocent!

How could this happen?

Of all people,

my own dear friend.

Your Majesty, I don't
believe Merlin is guilty.

If I could use
some of his supplies,

I might be able to prove that.

Yes. Do it.

Do it quickly, MacIver.

And God be with you.

God be with you.

Knights of the Round Table,

we are gathered here
to assess the evidence

against Merlin the Magician,

who stands accused of
conspiring to take the very life

of our sovereign, King Arthur.

The law of this court provides
that we be of one mind

and vote with unanimity

regardless of our determination.

The Council of Judgment
is convened.

Make yourself comfortable,
why don't you?

My home is your home,
apparently.

Just ravage my things
as though they were your own.

Merlin,
I'm trying to save your life.

My life is worthless now.

An embarrassment.
A humiliation.

A veritable bed of thorns.

An insignificant consolation,
however,

might be for you to apprise me
of what it is you are doing.

Merlin, I think
the poison that was used

was applied to this knife,

passed to the mutton
when it was cut

and then activated by the wine.

Now if that's true, it was a
very special kind of poison.

And I doubt
you could have made it.

What are you talking about?

I am Merlin.
I can make anything.

Not in this lab, you can't.

But, in order for me
to prove my theory,

I got to be able to isolate
all the ingredients.

And that's what
this contraption's all about.

Assuming, of course, I can get
enough current out of this battery.

Dragon drunge.

You're gonna have to tell me
what that means someday.

It is so difficult to conceive.

Merlin killing Arthur?

They were always like brothers.

Not always, my friend.

Have you forgot the time
of the Northman invasion?

When Merlin dreamt a vision
of slaughter so terrible,

he openly opposed
King Arthur's battle plan

in front of all his knights,

calling in question
his very ability to lead?

But that was years past, Duncan.

They've long since
made their peace.

Have they?

Or has Merlin's anger
lingered on,

festering, waiting
for a chance for vengeance?

Nay, this very day, did not Merlin again
call in question the king's authority?

"Are you sure, my Lord?

"Perhaps it is the pain
from your wounds."

No, no, no.

My fellow knights,
the signs are clear.

The evidence is monstrous!

Merlin the magician,

finding his chance for revenge,

did, with his own hands,

compound the deadly poison.

And did conspire
to take the very life

of his friend and benefactor,

our own sovereign, King Arthur!

And for this,

he must forfeit his own life.

So I'm making an electrophoresis.

Is that Greek?

No, it's a machine.

What's a machine?

I knew you were gonna ask that.

All right, here goes nothing.
Keep your fingers crossed.

"Here goes nothing"?

"Keep your finger crossed"?

My life is in the balance
and you talk riddles?

Clichés, actually.

Here we go.

Come on, come on.

That's it.

What?

I'm seeing it,
but I don't believe it.

The knights come.

They've reached a judgment.

Unless I'm mistaken,
that's vanadium.

A binary poison
in the seventh century.

A binary poison?

What nonsense
are you talking about?

Something that's not supposed to be
developed for another thousand years.

- You, go with him.
- Yes, sir.

When was the last time
you were in Scotland?

Scotland? What's that?

Uh, uh, Caledonia to you.

Caledonia? Are you mad?
I've never been there.

That's Morgana land.

What kind of a fool
do you take me for?

An innocent fool, Merlin.

And I think I just proved it.

Merlin the Magician,

you've been found guilty
by our Council of Judgment

for the attempted murder
of our sovereign, King Arthur

and will be taken at once
to the execution field

to be burnt at the stake.

What?

Wait a minute. You guys
are making a big mistake here.

Take him away!

You can't do this!
I am innocent!

I would never kill Arthur!

Have you all gone mad?

You can't do this!

Duncan!

Duncan, listen to me.
Will you listen to me?

This is an outrage!

You're taking an innocent man.

You'll regret this!

- I can prove it!
- Ride now! Away!

Wait.

Go, go, go!

Arthur, Your Majesty.

We must stop the execution.

Merlin is not guilty.

We'll be alone now.

Yes, sire.

What do you say?

Whoever poisoned you used
an ore that is found only in Scot...

In Caledonia.

The Highlands.

- That's Morgana country.
- Yes.

Merlin has never been there.
None of my people have.

Wait.

Except Duncan.

He made a journey there
himself, alone,

this last week,

as a symbol of his courage.

I've got to stop them, sir.

Hold, wait.

Take this, the royal seal,
for authority.

Thank you, sir.

Knights!

You are murdering
an innocent man.

I am no assassin.
I am Merlin.

Your friend. Your magician.

Consider the shame, the remorse.

Consider his anger!

Start the fire.

You, Ector, you would do this?

You would dare
the wrath of your sorcerer?

It will be terrible!

Do it!

Your king has so commanded!

Hear me, Ector!

I will conjure dark curses

and haunt you into eternity.

One spark, Ector,

your fingers will rot.

Your eyeballs will spin
in your head.

Your innards will melt
with the flames of my pyre!

This I swear!

Ector, the fire! At once!

May the demons of darkness
possess your soul

and those of your name

for generations to come
if you move!

Give me the torch.

I fear no man.

No, Duncan. Duncan, no!

Let this punishment be done.

Duncan, no!

A hex on you for this!

Help! Help!

Help!

Hold it! Wait.

What are you doing?
Stop it! Stop it!

Stop that!

I'm trying to help you!

Take him! Hold him fast!

Don't listen to him.
You're killing an innocent man!

Meddlesome fool!
Light the torch.

No, wait!

The King has authorized me
to stop this execution. Let go!

Merlin is not your man.

Duncan is the guilty one!

- Duncan?
- He's in league with Merlin.

He betrays our king!

Yes, there has been a betrayal,
but it's not mine or Merlin's.

The poison used against the
king came from Morgana land.

Merlin's never been there.

None of the knights have.

Only you, Duncan.

The intruder lies!

Think about it.

Who's been pushing this
from the very start?

Who killed the page
before he could speak?

Who found the evidence?

Who called
for the Council of Judgment?

As a very good playwright
will say one day, Duncan,

"Methinks thou doth
protest too much."

I'm tired of your ravings!

You have countermanded
an order of my king!

Your king gave me his seal as
authority to stop this execution.

He knows
who the guilty party is.

Duncan is the assassin!

Hold!

We must advise our king.

♪ Sir Mac and Merlin
embarked this day ♪

♪ On a gallant
but perilous game ♪

♪ To free Cecilia
from the cell ♪

♪ And purge
the M'Iver name ♪

♪ And purge the M'Iver name ♪

Well sung, goodly verse.

You seem prepared
for all contingencies, Merlin.

One must be prepared, Arthur.

Know that your king will rejoice
at his friend's return.

I bid you good fortune,
my magician.

Thank you, my king.

Sir, M'Iver comes before you.

This is a day of import
for both our families.

She must live, MacIver.

Save Cecilia.

For Galahad

and for us all.

I'll do my best, sir.

You take neither sword
nor shield?

I like to travel lightly, sire.

The suit's heavy enough.

As you wish.

This amulet

had I with me for many years.

A symbol of good fortune.

It kept me safe.

Now it is yours.

This is the royal favor.

The highest honor

reserved only for
Knights of the Round Table.

Now we are one.

Godspeed, my son.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

There. The only passageway
to Morgana's kingdom.

They say it holds
unspeakable dangers.

Sounds great.

The cave was the domain
of the Dragon Bog,

a horrible beast
whose saliva could melt

the bark from trees.

It is said he died in there

and was swallowed by the ground.

We will proceed on foot.

Why?

It is safer.

There are dangers,

mysterious soft spots.

Many have disappeared.

You can do what you like.

The cave of darkness.

So I guessed.

Wow, what a stink!

The vapors of Bog,

forever marking
the site of his demise.

Some legacy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Looks like Duncan
took his horse in there.

Then he's both fool
and scoundrel.

To think that
I one time called him friend.

Help me, please!

My horse threw me.
I fear my leg is broken.

Speak of the vermin!

I'll help the traitorous scum.

Merlin!

Could be a trap.

He's mine, MacIver.

No more orders from you.

Oh, I'm going to enjoy this.

Merlin.

I told you,
no more orders, MacIver.

All right, Merlin,
but at least be quiet!

You're mine, Duncan!

Duncan!

Well, well.

Duncan.

Look what I've snared.

Help us. Please!

I must apologize, but Queen Morgana
is expecting my presence.

If not for you,
I could have brought her

Arthur's head as proof

and claimed the fair Cecilia
as my reward.

Now I must lie.

I hate liars.

Morgana!

Merlin.

You and your friend are going
to need some strong magic.

I only hope you're up to it.

If it gets too difficult,
remember,

you can always let go.

Last time on MacGyver.

The MacGyver name disappears
somewhere in the 17th century,

but the M'Iver clan
can be traced

all the way back
to the 14th century.

Yeah, but that could be
coincidence, right?

Aye. But, both men
gave their son

the same first name as you have.

Hey!

Look out!

Look at the clothing
on that bloke.

He's a common stranger.

- Move, fool.
- All right.

All right.
What's the joke?

Who are you guys?

You dare interrupt Sir Duncan
in knightly combat?

Knightly combat?
Come on, where am I?

Camelot, you fool!

Let the contest begin!

Oh, man.

His Majesty, King Arthur.

Galahad, now what have you
to say about this stranger?

When he saw
I could not fight, sire,

he risked his life to save mine.

I have another...

He's been poisoned!

But we have reason to believe
that Merlin the Magician himself

conspired to assassinate you.

Merlin?

Merlin is not guilty.

Whoever poisoned you used an
ore that is found only in Scot...

In Caledonia.

The Highlands.

- That's Morgana country.
- Yes.

Merlin has never been there.
None of my people have.

Except Duncan.

Duncan is the guilty one!

You have countermanded
an order of my king!

Your king gave me his seal as
authority to stop this execution!

He knows who
the guilty party is.

Give me your hand.

I would bestow
knighthood on you,

so you can ride
with Merlin against Morgana.

The rumors of her new weapon were
much graver than I dared report.

As my knight,
you can help to stop her.

- But, Your Majesty...
- And in so doing,

find your ancestor,

clear your name forever.

There.

The only passageway
to Morgana's kingdom.

They say it holds
unspeakable dangers.

Help me, please!

Speak of the vermin.

I'll help the traitorous scum!

You're mine, Duncan!

Well, well.

Morgana!

Merlin.

You and your friend are going
to need some strong magic.

I only hope you're up to it.

If it gets too difficult,
remember,

you can always let go.

That's it.

Grab on to the slat, Merlin,
I can't pull us up alone.

I'll fall!

You will if you don't help.
Now grab the slats!

Pull! Pull hard!

And hope this blade holds.

Let's go.

Come on, Merlin, help.

Pull, Merlin! Please.

A little more and we can tip it!

A little more.

All right.

Stop!

Hey, Merlin.

- Yeah.
- Follow me.

I'm gonna swivel around
and lay across the pivot point.

Swivel? Pivot point?

Speak English!

Just work with me
on this, will you?

Yes. That's it.

Stay centered.

That's it, all right.

Now crawl over me.

But don't shift your weight.

Why do I have to go first?

Because you're on top of me
and I can't move!

Now just crawl, will you?

Man, you could use a deodorant.

What?

Never mind! Just crawl.

Will you tell me when
you're gonna move like that?

You just about dumped me!

A just fate, if you ask me.

I find you despicable!

I just saved your life!

Of course you did.
Show off.

You're always
grabbing attention.

- What?
- Don't deny it.

I have eyes.

Who ruined
my dancing rope trick?

Humiliated me
in front of my own king?

Who discovered the poison?

Proved this, solved that.

Then, you had the gall
to come riding up

and spray me
with that disgusting potion!

You were being
burnt at the stake!

I put out the fire!

I know, that's just the point!

I was about to do it myself!

I am Merlin,
King Arthur's magician.

Those are the feats
they expect me to perform.

I've never had to
contend with a rival!

Wait a minute!

Let's get something straight,
right here and now.

I am not your rival.

I do not want your job.
Believe me.

All I want to do right now
is to clear my family name,

and help you keep Morgana from
using that new weapon of hers. Okay?

Fine. The sooner
we get that done,

the sooner I put you behind me.

Gratitude.

Fall asleep, and I'll
have your eyelids.

Yes, Magnificence.

Open it.

How is my beautiful target?

Losing faith, are we?

Never.

Galahad will come, you'll see.

He'd best hurry.

Before night falls

you will become
a part of history.

The first test
for my killing machine.

Oh, you should be proud,
my dear.

My triumph will be
your glorious doom.

You don't mind if I walk next
to you for a while, do you?

Of course I don't, so long as
we're clear on who's leading.

Merlin, this is your party.

I'm just here to assist, okay?

Is that water?

It's wine.

Wine?

That'll kill you
on a trek like this.

Merlin, I'm serious.

Science has proven that alcohol
actually depletes your energy.

I'm not interested
in your instruction.

Keep your science for Morgana.

We'll need all we can get,

since you're not offering much
in the way of armament, hmm?

Soon I will write
the pages of history.

Yes, Magnificence.

When I arm the lowly
Visigoths with killing machines,

the mighty Moors will fall.

All Hispania will be mine.

Then, we will march on Rome
and demand their surrender.

And I will control all the
trade routes to China.

A fair beginning,
don't you think?

Yes, Magnificence.

Today, the western Roman Empire,

tomorrow, the world.

Yes, Magnificence!

You don't even know
what I'm talking about.

We have made it, MacIver!

There's our way out.

I've safely led us through
the cave of darkness.

Merlin, it's all right.
It's just a rock.

How was I to know that?

In the face of danger,
one must react.

Reacting's good, yes.

I certainly wasn't frightened,
if that's what you're thinking.

I wasn't thinking that.
You did the right thing.

Of course.

MacIver.

Merlin, whatever you do,

don't react.

What manner of creature
has Morgana brought forth?

I think it's a dog with a mask.

A devil dog.
Morgorgonidum!

Merlin, I don't think
he likes that.

- What are you doing?
- I used to be good at this.

Please, Merlin, don't do that.

You are right.

A miss might go badly for us.

Uh, wait.

Now what?

An alchemically
strategic maneuver.

Uh, brilliant, if I do say so.

This ploy will repel
any creature on earth.

You can say that again.

This ploy will repel
any creature on earth.

Never mind. Never mind.

Spread this on your skin.

Are you kiddin'?

I'd get arrested for
puttin' that in a sewer.

Besides, I think the stench
is making him madder.

What are you doing
with the king's amulet?

You just hang on,
I think this will work.

Naturally. It's your idea.

It must be superior.

Merlin, I swear to you, if this
doesn't work, I'll try your muck.

We could be dead by then.
Try it!

MacIver,
we have no time for this.

Hurry! It's getting loose.

I don't mean to rush you,
but whatever you are doing,

could you please hurry?

Or that monster
is going to get loose

and have the two of us
for supper.

MacIver!

I knew it!
It doesn't work.

I've just got to find
the right pitch.

Pitch? Are you mad?

It's not making
any sound at all!

We can't hear these notes,
but the dog can.

If I can find one high enough,
it might scare him away.

This is madness.

An invisible music.
I've never heard such foolishness!

MacIver, we're truly done for!

Pew!

Proportion is everything.

Proper proportion
is all that stands

between me and immortality.

Better!

Zeus!

You've come to mama,
my baby boy.

Now, what made you run home?

Did something get by
my baby boy? Hmm?

Guard! On your feet, fool!

Yes, Magnificence.

Take Zeus to the feeding pen,

and reward him with a prisoner
before returning him to his post.

Yes, my queen.

Come, Zeus.
Good dog. Nice dog.

This means we're having
unexpected guests.

Good.

There it is.

Morgana's castle.

The heart of evil.

Looks real hospitable.

I think it only fair
to warn you.

I'm not the magician I once was.

Seeing how you vanquished
Morgana's beast

made me realize

I'm getting old.

Things don't work
like they used to.

Some things not at all.

Oh, you don't give
yourself enough credit.

This is no time
for blowing my own antler.

You should know, you're about
to confront the evil Morgana

with a used-up sorcerer.

I don't think so.

I think you're better today
than you've ever been,

because now you have
the magic of wisdom

to go along
with everything else.

Merlin, you gotta
trust me on this.

I know.
History will bear me out.

You'll go down as the
greatest magician of all time.

Really.

The greatest

of all time.

Well,

it is only natural, I suppose.

Now what?

I always wondered
who invented that.

I was thinking,

as a gesture of goodwill
and of camaraderie,

you go first.

What a guy.

Look at this.
Morgana's laboratory.

Oh, how I've hungered
for her journal.

I don't believe it!

It smells like gunpowder.

What's gunpowder?

Nothing you'll ever miss.

- Oh, it can't be. No...
- What?

She's done it.

God forbid, she's done it.

What?

Morgana's discovered gunpowder

hundreds of years
before the Chinese.

This is bad, uh, for us?

Yes, Merlin, I think it is.

It could be very bad
for all of us.

This gunpowder will give Morgana

even more dangerous magic?

No, it's not magic. It certainly
is dangerous and destructive.

Looks like she's got enough
here to blow up half the kingdom.

Water, please.
I need water.

That's Cecilia.

Guard, please.

I will die without water.
I beg of you.

We've got to get the keys
from that guard.

I have an ancient potion

which will deliver him
to deepest sleep.

You sure?

A fool could administer it.

Centuries old.
Have no fear.

I told you.
Centuries old.

Yeah, yeah. Let's go.

You came.

But where is Galahad?

Galahad awaits you
in the forest.

Uh, this is my assistant.

I--I will explain when we
have escaped with our lives.

- Thank you, sir.
- Uh, MacGyver.

- Glad I could help.
- MacIver?

Are you related to Iain?
Iain M'Iver?

Why, yes, I believe I am.

Might we continue this
conversation after we escape?

He's right.
We should get out of here.

No, please.
I cannot leave.

Cecilia, my dear, we must
escape now or we may never.

No, you do not understand.

Iain kept me alive.

I cannot leave
without trying to help him.

Wait a minute.

You mean he's here?

Iain M'Iver's here now?

Yes. Ever since
Morgana stole his land

and started a terrible
rumor of their alliance.

There.

I don't know how he can
possibly be alive after her cruelty,

but I have to
find out for myself.

So do I.

Morgana did this.

She stopped his food and water,

and shackled him up
like this to die.

- How long ago?
- Many days.

He's alive!

Do I know you?

We are friends.

My son lives in hiding, scorned.

Your son?

Find him, please.

Tell him to walk without shame.

He must know

the M'Iver name is unsullied.

I did no wrong.
Tell him.

I'll do my best, Iain.
I promise.

What's your son's name?

I must know his name.

His name...

He's gone.

Dear friend, farewell.

Morgana hated the fact that
Iain's will was as strong as her own.

It drove her mad.

No matter what she'd do, he'd
always figure out a way to escape.

I was told

his son and I
had the same first name.

Guess I'll never know now.

Wait.

Iain tried to write his son a message
while he was still in neck shackles.

Yes. Here.

There's something.
It feels sticky.

No, I can't make it out.

I don't mean to alarm anyone,

but we shall be slain
if we are caught here.

No, please. There must
be something you can do.

I could burn the lettering out,
but that'd take time.

We must. I don't care.

If we don't find Iain's son,
he'll live out the rest of his days

like a thief in hiding.

Cecilia, please.

We are rescuing you

so you may live out
your days in happiness

with your Galahad.

Merlin, do you not understand?

If it were not for Iain,
I would not be alive to rescue.

There can be no happiness
in my freedom

if we don't at least try
to carry out his last wish.

Do what you can.
We must.

How's that guard doing?

Dead to the world.
As we soon shall be.

What an amazement. Fire.

Yeah, it comes in handy
once in a while.

It's working.

But what does it say?

Uh, some kind of code, maybe?

The writing.
It's so strange.

Perhaps it's another language.

Then it's done.

Can we admit defeat
and move on, please?

No, wait, wait.
Why, wait, that's it.

- No.
- Your barrette. Is it silver?

- Yes.
- I'll need it.

- Please.
- Merlin, do you have ammonia?

- What?
- Ammonia.

Uh, uh, spirits of hartshorn?

Why didn't you say so?

Of course I have
spirits of hartsorn.

Good, dab a little on there.

Now shine it up real well, I
want to be able to see myself.

What?

Just do it, Merlin.

We might as well clean the
dungeons while we're at it.

I'm sure Morgana
would appreciate it.

I think it's a mirror image.

Iain reversed the lettering on
purpose so it would be hard to read.

But why?

It's a message for his son.

He knew if his son ever found it,

he wouldn't quit
until he figured it out.

I trust this meets
with your approval.

That's great, Merlin.

"Walk in love.

Walk in service.

And you will walk in honor.

My beloved son...

"Angus."

Malcolm was right
about everything.

We have the same first name.

Oh, it's a beautiful name.

Maybe in your time,

but where I come from...

Well, well,
what an unexpected pleasure.

I'm impressed.

My brother's buffoon sorcerer

and the knight
I've never properly met.

My name is MacGyver.

I'm related to Iain.

Oh.

Pity for you,

but nice for me.

Guard, the glass.

Within the hour,

you can all participate
in my crowning achievement.

The world's most advanced
killing machine.

I'm sure you'll
make most interesting

and handsome targets.

So, this is my fate.

Merlin the target.

It is my fault.

I brought this upon both of you.

Hey, wait a minute,
we're not done yet.

Merlin, I want you to start cutting
your robe into one long strip of cloth.

- W-What?
- Here, use my knife.

It's got scissors.

Uh, Cecilia, are those quills
in the top of your dress there?

Why, yes, I believe so.

Good. I'm gonna need
about six or eight of them.

Oh, of course.

As many as you need.
Anything else?

Uh, yeah. I'm afraid
I'm gonna need the silk, too.

Hmm, scissors.

Two connected blades
that cross on a pivot point.

I swear to you, Magnificence,

I love the new long shifts.

As always, you were right.

Uh, two hours' sleep
is--is more than ample.

But how could I anticipate such
a cowardly attack from the rear?

What was that noise?

Morgana's new weapon.

Sounds like
she found the formula.

Work fast.
You got that full?

Almost.

Pack in as much as you can.

We only got one shot
at this door.

Merlin?
How are you doing?

How does it look?

I am naked, I am humiliated,

and I have cut up my robe
like some witless fool!

Well, trust me on this.

Another great wizard named
Ben Franklin perfected this trick.

Hmm.

Never heard of him.

There we are.

We're getting much closer.

So I humbly beg
that you consider

how fiercely I struggled,

before succumbing to their superior
numbers and their vicious blows.

Your story has touched me.

I've decided to give you the
chance to redeem yourself

by assisting me in my research.

Oh, thank you,
thank you, Magnificence!

I am so honored.

Of course you are.

I don't suppose you care
to tell me what you're doing.

If we can get the kite up
through the window in the turret,

conduct a bolt of electricity
through the wet string,

we can blow the door and
start a fire in Morgana's lab

at the same time.

But might I ask how you intend

to persuade this bolt of
yours to perform this task?

With your robe, my friend.

This is definitely
gonna take luck.

And now, I have
a very special task for you.

At your command, Your Highness.

Go to the table.

Pick out one of the lead
balls and bring it to me.

Yes, Highness, one of the balls.

Take your time.

I want it to be
your personal favorite.

Here, a perfect sphere.

One worthy of Your Magnificence.

Thank you. Now...

All right, now I'm gonna
mix up some chemicals.

Pour out your wine,
I need the bag.

Why not? You've stripped
me of everything else.

Ah, no! No, drinking.
Just dump it.

Wow.

We have vitriol.
You have any zinc?

Second pocket down.

You're putting zinc
with vitriol?

What do you expect
from that combination?

Gas.

A vapor we call hydrogen gas.

I have relieved it
of its contents.

All right,
get ready to put it over

the mouth of the bottle
when I say.

Cap it.

Now then, a little
bit more to the left.

Good.

See, we want you
perfectly aligned

with your own
chosen metal sphere.

If my calculations are correct,

you will soon become part
of the new history of the world.

Oh, well, thank you, Highness.

All right,
keep your fingers crossed.

Uh, he says strange things
like that all the time.

It's working.

It's still got to catch
that breeze up there.

That's it. It's up.

MacIver,
I forgive you for everything.

You are indeed
a very great wizard.

This is yours.

Why don't you
hang on to that, Merlin?

It might come in handy some day.

MacIver, you mean it?

Yeah.

Think of it as a token
of friendship.

I am honored.

Stand erect.

Big smile.

Nice.

I've got it.

Forgive me,
Magnificence, but I...

You're just in time.

We were practicing.

Practicing, Magnificence?

Yes. Now,
you load that one.

Load?

Like this.

Hurry.

Hurry!

It's time to make history.

When is it going to happen?

Well, soon, I hope.

What is this?

Some of your feeble magic,
Merlin?

I'm afraid those days are over.

Uh, Morgana,

you're standing
in a very dangerous spot.

The best you could
do right now is run.

Yes. The M'Iver defiance.

I knew there was something
about you I despised.

I wouldn't have it
any other way.

Then it pleases me
that you will be

the first official victim
of the weapon

that will ultimately
conquer the world.

I bid you a fond farewell.

No!

My research!

You! You did this!

You will pay!

Morgana's journal! Wait!

Merlin!

But all that knowledge. No!

I must have it!

MacIver!

MacGyver?

Arthur.

No. It's me, Pete.

Are you all right?

Uh, yeah, I think so.

A little dazed.

You had me worried there.

I'd recommend going home
and getting some rest.

Please.

You got a pretty good
bonk on the head.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

You want to stand up?

Yep.

Wow.

I wanted to thank you, sir.
You saved my life.

Thank you, from both of us.

Um, I'm glad I could help.

Here, let me finish this up.

You okay?

Yeah.

There we are!

You know who she is?

Your grandma would.

That's Violet Meredith,

just the sweetest
little thing I ever saw.

Hmm.

When talkies came in,
she just disappeared.

I never saw her again.

Now, hold on.
Here, here comes the best part.

The construction scene.

Yeah, boy. Come on.

Now, watch, watch what's
coming, watch. Yeah.

Yeah, that's some stunt, huh?

Oh! Aw...

Look at that.

Oh...

I'm impressed, Pinky.

You and Karl Banky really
pioneered special effects.

Oh, yeah, well...

That Karl, he--he--he
could rig anything.

You know, he was
from a legit theater.

Oh, a matinee idol.

Oh, all the girls,
they just went gaga over him.

Then, along came Rudy Valentino,

and, well, poor Karl,
he was just box office poison.

So, he went into, uh,
special effects,

and--and directing,
and producing.

Oh, he was some kind of genius.

But he was also a screwball.

So, where did you get
these prints?

Oh, well I, uh, I've been kind of
strapped, financially, you know?

And uh, I--I was thinking
of maybe selling the house,

and so I, I was up
in the attic cleaning,

and--and I found them

in this old
prop studio suitcase.

I didn't even know
I still had it.

You know, if that Phoenix Foundation
that you say is so good,

if they can work
all their special magic

restoring these, uh,

I won't have to sell this house.

It's all I have left.

Well...

You sure they'll be safe?

Yeah.

Karl Banky, he burned my
negatives two months before he died.

You know, Pinky,
I read that file.

It never proved
that Karl did it.

Well, there's some things
you just know.

Old Karl, he hated me so
much he could've killed me,

but he knew burning my films
would hurt me more.

See, that's something
I don't understand.

You guys were partners.
Why did he hate you?

Violet.

Violet.

We were both
head over heels over her.

Like I said, she disappeared.

Violet, the pictures, Karl.
All gone.

I thought all those years

that my movies
were gonna last forever.

I was there,
with Keaton, Chaplin, Lloyd.

Now, all these people

will see my three best movies,
never seen before!

I'll make 'em laugh.
I'll make 'em cry.

Oh, when you're as old as I am,

you'll realize how grateful an old
guy like me can be for that, oh...

Take care of 'em.

You know I will, Pink.

I just, I just can't believe it.

It's like I've gotten
my whole life back again.

Well now you can
kiss it goodbye.

Well, look at that!

Now we've got burglars
from central casting.

Put the suitcase down!

You heard him!

I know that voice.

I know that voice!
It's Karl Banky!

I know it can't be, but it is.

Shut up!

Lie down on the floor,
both of you!

Do what he says, Pinky.

No! He's got my movies!

I'm not gonna lie down and
take that from some dead man.

You never could
take direction, could you?

If you try to follow us,
you're both history.

In your case, Pinky,
ancient history!

Yeah!

Go.

Zirconium charges,
set off by remote control.

Wait. I know this box!

Karl and I made it. It's the
first radio detonator ever used.

That explains the bullet holes.

Yeah, how'd those guys get it?

Well, look. Two Stars. See?
See the logo?

It's my old studio. Oh, they
got lots of this stuff out there.

Oh, wait! Wait.
Where are you going?

- I'm going to the studio!
- Studio? Why?

It's a movie ranch now.
Location rentals, you know.

Wait a minute, Pinky!
Wait, wait a minute.

Come here. Come here.

Don't you think we should
contact the police first?

Banky's probably
burning my films right now!

I just found 'em.

If they get lost again, well I
might as well just lay down and die.

All right, all right.

We'll go after 'em.

But let's take my car, okay?
Come on.

Step on it, kiddo!

Oh, man!

Oh, sure.

Shape charges.

Bet my ignition...

Pinky?

Pinky...

Damn!

All the water's leaked out.

It smells like sulfuric acid.

And it's burned a hole
in your radiator core here.

Made a slow leak.

We can walk from here.

Pinky. We're being set up.

Pinky!

They're on the lot.

These guys gotta be like really
dim bulbs to fall for this, man.

You gotta understand
Pinky's mind.

The man's a complete egomaniac.

Listen, Pinky,

if we haven't been spotted already,
we're sure gonna be.

Oh, you can go. I don't blame you
for watching your fanny.

They're my movies
and I'll get 'em back.

No, what I'm saying is,
we ought to look around first.

Find the movies.
Then see what we can do.

Wait, wait, wait.

You really want to stay with me?

Pigheaded old man that I am?

Yes.

But I want to go into this
with a plan, you know?

You know? I like you, kid.
You're okay.

But I got no time for a plan.

Look at him. Still cocky.

He doesn't know that he's
about to pay me back

for cheating me
out of what's rightfully mine.

Ours, dude.

Don't forget, I spent three
months playing security guard.

Plus, if we off the old man,
I can go up for murder just like you.

Neil, Pinky Burnette
is an old man

with unsteady legs
and a heart condition, get it?

If he has an accident or a heart attack,
there won't be any murder charges.

That works for me.

Good, Neil.

Hey, you know what I'm
gonna do with my share, man?

I'm gonna make a slasher movie.

I'm gonna be a filmmaker
just like you, Karl!

Come on, take meetings,
uh, do lunch.

Audition girls in bikinis.

This is the truck.

No movies.

All right, Pinky,
you stay here, out of sight.

I'll try and get a closer look.

Are you gonna stay here?

Cross my heart.

He's burning my movies again!

I'm not afraid of you, Banky!

Get ahold of yourself, Pinky.
You don't believe in ghosts.

The man's a bigger fool
than I thought.

Oh! Oh, boy.

Pinky?

Damn!

Pinky?

Who is this stud?

You said four flat tires
was gonna lose him.

Now what are we
gonna do with him?

Whatever we have to, Neil.

Pinky?

Don't move, Pinky.

Come on, Pinky.
Slow down, will you?

Doggone it!

Pinky, stop!

Snakes!

Pinky?

He's not falling, Karl.

And if he doesn't fall,
he doesn't die.

Don't rush the moment,
Mr. Filmmaker.

It's all right.
It's all right.

I'm terrified of snakes.

Pinky, they're only rubber.

See?

That's a load off my mind.

I'm ready to talk
about a plan, MacGyver.

- All right, Pinky!
- Huh?

In my back pocket,
there's a knife. Grab it.

God...

Now, give me your wallet.

What are you going to do,
rob me or save me?

Just give me the wallet!

All right. Now open it.

- Hold it by the end, real tight.
- Uh-huh.

Okay, okay...

Okay. Shimmy over.

Okay.

Now on the count of three,
I'm gonna let go of the catwalk.

You call this a plan?

Just hang on.

You ready?

Hey. What is this dude up to?

Nothing that's
gonna do 'em any good.

- One!
- Huh?

Two, three!

Whoa! Oh, whoa!

This dude is like
so fully awesome!

Don't start a fan club
just yet, Neil.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.
That was spectacular!

Just like Douglas Fairbanks
in The Black Pirate.

Yeah. Here's your wallet.

Let's get out of here,
what do you think?

Oh, come on.

What's that?

Nitro. Bum ticker.

It's my suitcase. Again.

This time, it looks like,
it looks like the real thing.

Well how many of those
did they have?

Oh, you know
property departments.

They made four or five
out of everything.

Oh, yes! Okay.
Bull's eye!

All right, Karl, now, nothing fancy.

Let's just go down there
and croak 'em,

a little lead in the head,
bang-bang, they're dead.

Death by shooting
brings the cops, Neil.

I don't want that.

What we need is
an accident here, see?

Something a little more subtle
than bang-bang, they're dead.

That's gas, Pinky!
Don't breathe it!

God...

- Pinky?
- Mmm...

- Pinky.
- Mmm...

Pinky!

This scene look familiar?

Oh...

The Hobo.

Yeah.

I was chained to a track
with Violet.

I saved her by--

by kicking the switch
to a side track.

No side track.

Where's Rex, the wonder dog,
when you need him?

There's a train coming!

Now is not a time
to panic, Pinky.

Are you kidding?

Now's the perfect time to panic!

Oh, God. Oh, oh, my heart.

It's just going crazy!

Oh, my heart...

Hang in there, Pinky,
I think it's...

Pinky?

Pinky?

Pinky!

Oh, no!

Uh...

Where...

Where are we?

- Another sound stage.
- Huh?

- Look.
- Huh?

Floorboards.Huh...

- How are you feeling?
- Uh...

Just a little run down.

See?

Way to go, Mr. Movie Magic.

The old man's heart
is stronger than I thought.

Even if he had a coronary,
it still leaves the brainy dude.

I say we do 'em now, man,
both of 'em!

Neil, I hired you to help me,
not to do my thinking.

Karl.

You think I'm stupid?

Are your feelings hurt, Neil?

Yeah. I got feelings.

Okay, so I'm
no rocket scientist.

But I'm smart enough
to be a producer.

Or to snuff the guy who stole
my ticket to the top.

What about you?

I'll take care of Pinky
and his friend my way, dude.

Now come on,
let's get this done.

How are we
gonna get off this track?

We'll unchain you, Pinky.

I got one last surprise
for the two of you.

Then it's a wrap.

Banky?

You tried to kill me.

You--You dirty rat.

Who does your plastic surgery?

You're not funny.
You never were.

Unchain 'em, Neil.

Who--Who are you?

My name's Karl Meredith.
Ring any bells for you?

Violet Meredith was my mother.
Karl Banky was my father.

No. No.

No, that would
be impossible. Uh-uh.

Karl he--he was a bachelor.
His whole life.

A loner.

That's how well you knew them.

They were married secretly.

So their fans would think
they were still single.

My father died
a month before I was born.

I never took his name.

Violet Meredith,
she--she hated Karl.

No. You were the one
she couldn't stand.

She adored my father.
But you...

You swindled both of them
out of all their profits.

No!

Those--Those movies were mine!

I never wanted the studio.
Only my work.

You ran up debts.

When you left, my father
was stuck with all the bills.

He ran up those bills.

He ran 'em up because he only
made special effects pictures!

If he were working today,
I tell you,

he'd make Terminator 2
look like a low-budget movie.

Your dad agreed
to a deal, Meredith.

He must have thought he could
turn the studio around.

No way. Not without Pinky.
They were a team.

My mother told me how he died.

Slowly, painfully.

The settlement
you forced on him broke him.

You killed him, Burnette.

Maybe now...

Maybe now he can rest in peace.

Outside.

Outside, move it.

What about my movies?

They've been in the
office safe the entire time.

And I got to thank you, Pinky,
for finding them.

You know of course
that when you die

the rights to all of your films
revert back to my mother's estate.

You'll be happy to know
that I'm the sole heir.

- What?
- Go.

Is that true?
Was that the deal?

It was part of the
settlement with Banky.

You see, Violet was
a silent partner of Two Stars.

But when she disappeared,
I--I just never thought it would happen.

Move out.

Come on.

My mother always told me how much
you enjoyed working in the tank, Pinky.

Can you tread water?

Of course I can tread water.

But I can also swallow it!

Oh, I hate this tank!

Sooner or later,
you're gonna get tired, Pinky.

Dead tired.

Pull up the rope ladder, Neil.

The water that you're about to inhale
was piped in from the Mojave river.

That's where the cops
are going to find your bodies.

So, no one will never know that
you drowned on my father's old lot.

I like it.

Gee, that means
the world to me, Neil.

Like father, like son, Karl!

Your father played a killer.
But you are one!

Oh...

Meredith was right.

I can't keep up long like this.

Hang on, Pinky.

- Pinky...
- Uh-huh?

- If you stood on my shoulders...
- Yeah?

- ...think you could grab that hose?
- I don't know.

Let's give it a go, huh?

You ready?

Think you can stay up
by yourself for a few seconds?

- Yeah, I think so.
- All right.

Hey, do you think it's safe
to leave 'em there?

- How are they gonna get out, Neil?
- I don't know.

Well, think about it.

Their hands are chained.
They got no exit ladder.

They'll drown by the time we
pick up the films and get back here.

Then we put 'em in the back
of the truck, head for the river.

Simple.

- Can you tread a little longer?
- No.

Well, you have to.

Oh!

You... You did it!

Oh...

Hey, what are you going to do
with your share of the film profits?

I don't know, maybe start
a special effects house.

I hope it comes out better
than the stuff you rigged here.

Don't laugh at me,
you little son of a...

I will not be laughed at
by a man

whose chief ambition in life
is to produce slasher films!

Chill out, dude.

You're losing
your sense of humor.

Oh, oh, Stop. Stop.

I gotta... Oh, I gotta stop.

One of these days,

I'm gonna tell you how old I am,
and it'll scare you to death.

All right, listen. Think you can
make it to the hotel down the street?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I could use a bath
and a good meal.

The brainy dude.

He's some sort of Houdini
or something.

- I'm not finished with those two yet!
- No, I say that you are!

And no more special effects.

Just bullets. Plain bullets.

Okay, Neil. Okay.

Oh, look at that.

Well, I gotta
hand it to you, kid.

You know that hose gag
and this, this hinge bit.

You're the second most
original thinker that I ever met.

Thanks.

I, uh...

I got a confession to make, kid.

I get the movies back,
or I don't.

This has been the most
exhilarating day I've had in 60 years.

Okay.

I don't think
I can run anymore, MacGyver.

You're not gonna have to, Pinky.

We're gonna make
our stand, right here.

Anything I can do to help?

Well, I'm gonna need
a little time.

You think you can keep
those guys busy for a while?

Are you kidding? Why...

I can do five minutes,
standing on my head.

Hold it! Back it up.

I think I just saw Pinky.

God, the old man's gone goofy.

Move it.

Come on. Yeah, come on...

Right into the trap.

That's for MacGyver's tires.

Oh, man!
This is so bogus!

Come on, Neil!

Don't shoot us.
We surrender.

Watch out, Neil.
It could be a trick.

No way.

Let's rock and roll.

It's over, dude-skies.

Nice try.

I don't like it.

- They're up to something.
- No way, man.

It's over.

Nothing personal, boys,

but I'm gonna put you out of the
misery that Karl here's been creating.

Now drop your arms.

See, I don't want
the autopsy to show

that their hands were up when this
on-duty peace officer plugged 'em.

I said, drop 'em!

You did it, Pinky!

No, it wasn't me. Uh-uh.

It was you and me.

As a team.

A great team,
that's what it was. Yeah.

It was, well, it was like
Laurel and Hardy.

Or--Or the Marx Brothers
or Abbott and Costello.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah, they're here.
They're all here.

Can't you hear 'em?

It's movie magic.

Oh, God, I love this business!

Hey, Pinky.
Why aren't you inside?

Oh, I'm just too nervous.

I--I was shaking
so much inside that...

They were laughing at me
instead of my movies.

No, no, they love 'em.

No.

Come on, Pinky,
the movies are great.

They're very funny.

Well, I, I did get
a sweet distribution deal.

And an offer,
to star in a big picture.

You see? That's terrific!
What are you worried about here?

Well, I don't know, I don't know,
I mean, I don't know.

It's just--just-- I'm not used
to being back in the business.

Reborn. A star.

Oh, tell me
I'm not just daydreaming.

I think that's your answer.

Yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah, but, you
know there are no kids in there.

I don't think the kids
are gonna like 'em, do you?

Pinky! Were you always
this nervous in the old days?

Well, I...
Of course I was nervous.

I--I--I invented the
word "nervous."

I mean, I was what they called
a--a basket case.

Well, guess what?

You're back.

All the way back.

You're right.

I'm back! I'm back.

I am back!

Hello.

Hello!

Anybody here?

MacGyver!

Dent.

Yeah.
Nobody answered the door.

That's because nobody was home.

I got to talk to you.
Right away.

Really?

I need you to
help me get in shape.

I'm gonna box again.

Box?

Yeah.

I was the number five ranked
heavyweight in the world

before they sent me
up to Folsom.

Get out of here.

Yep, and I was heavyweight
champ in the joint, too.

And you know how tough
some of those guys are.

Earl,

you've definitely come
to the wrong place.

I hate boxing.
I think it's barbaric.

Some people say
the same things about hockey.

Yeah, well, I happen to have
hope for hockey.

MacGyver, all I'm asking is
for you to help me get in shape.

You ate everything.

It's all gone.

I'm a heavyweight.
Heavyweights eat.

Listen, MacGyver,
if you're not too busy,

uh, I also need
a character witness.

Now?

Trust me.
It won't take long.

Earl, look,

I've been gone a week,
I'm tired, I'm hungry.

Isn't there somebody else?

There's nobody else.

Besides, there's somebody
I'd like you to meet.

Come on. Okay?

Please.

All right.

Hey, Earl.

- You know her?
- My daughter.

Uh, Veronica.

This is a friend of mine,
MacGyver.

Hi, Veronica.

The name's Ronnie.
I changed it.

How could you change it?

My mother's name was Veronica.

So? I never met her.

Besides,
Ronnie gets more respect.

It's not so fancy.

- Listen, Veronica...
- Ronnie!

Okay, Ronnie.

MacGyver and I got to go inside.
We'll be right back.

Whatever.

Unruly behavior,

lying, cheating, stealing.

It's quite a file
for a 14-year-old.

But not all that surprising.

Considering the number of
foster homes

Veronica's been placed in

since her mother died
five years ago.

Yeah, well, what she
needs is her father.

What she needs, Mr. Dent,
is a stable environment.

But then you brought
Mr. MacGyver along

to support the idea that you
can provide that, didn't you?

In spite of
your unfortunate past.

Tell her, MacGyver.

Well,
I do know that Mr. Dent

is sincere in his effort
to change his life.

And you are willing to provide
a roof over their heads

until Mr. Dent proves himself
financially secure?

See? I told you,
he was some kind of a guy.

Well, this isn't going to be easy.

Both of you are
almost strangers to her.

And Veronica has learned
not to trust very many people.

She's my kid.

I love her.

That's gotta count
for somethin'.

How do you plan
on providing for her?

Fighting.
You know, boxing.

A boxer?

You call that
a stable profession?

Why, you don't--
You don't understand, ma'am.

I'm not just some bum.

I was a ranked heavyweight.
I made good money.

Well, it's also hardly
the healthiest environment

for a 14-year-old girl.

It's what I do.

You shuffle papers.
I box.

I mean, I got this match
all lined up.

And with the purse,

I'll be able to provide
a great environment.

Uh-huh.

I guess you're just going
to have to show me.

Oh, we will.

You see, MacGyver's
going to be my trainer.

You are a good friend,
Mr. MacGyver.

Thanks.

I prefer to see children remain

with their natural parents
whenever possible.

But if you don't show me
that you can provide

a suitable environment
for Veronica,

I will recommend that
her current foster parents

get permanent custody.

25 grand, MacGyver.

One fight, and I got
a bodacious bank account

and my daughter.

Earl, I did not agree
to help you train.

MacGyver, I'm desperate.

You heard her.

I got three weeks
to prove myself.

And the fight's in two weeks.

So why don't you train at a gym
like a normal human being?

- Well, uh...
- What? What'd you do?

- I sort of burned some bridges.
- I'm shocked.

I mean, a lot of guys, uh,
ain't so glad to see me anymore.

What...

What are you doing?

Following in your footsteps.

You want a freebie?

- Veronica, that's wrong.
- Right, sure, you're the expert.

And it's Ronnie, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Look at this face.

Is she a chip off the
old block or what? Huh?

I guess it's gonna
take a while, huh?

We'd better get started, bud.

Veronica?

Ronnie!

Come on, okay, okay, Ronnie.
Wait up.

So, I guess this will be
the training room.

Sure got a lot of junk.

Thanks.
I'm a pack rat.

Kinda keeps some good
memories alive, you know.

That's why I throw
everything away.

You serious about
turning this place into a gym?

Yeah, why not?

Just give me a little time,
okay?

Okay, you got it.

Come on, Ronnie, how about we
go pick up some grub at the market

while MacGyver gets set up.

Whatever.

Go for it, Earl!

He's up and deep!
Oh, we got it.

- Hey, nice catch.
- Hey, watch it, jerk!

Sorry.
Just touched it.

Any scratches, you pay, pal!

I told you, I barely touched it.

It's a brand new car!

Oh, nice move, Earl.

Hey, you better thank him
for saving your car.

What? Are you two
looking for trouble?

Come on. Ignore him.
Let's go.

Hey, come on back here,
I'm not done with you!

You're lucky I'm a nice guy!

You could have taken him easy.

Why, what's that gonna prove?

That you're not a wimp.

There are other ways.

So? I lifted them.

What's the matter with you?

I thought I told you to cool it.

You want me to be perfect
like you, huh?

I didn't say that.

So like how come all of a sudden
you want custody of me, anyway?

You're my kid.
I wanna be with you.

I've been your kid for 14 years.

Not that you ever noticed.

Hey, come on,
give me a break, okay?

You had a lousy time
and it was my fault.

I admit it.

- So what do you want?
- What do you want?

A chance to make up for it.

Yeah, right.

Hey, where you goin'?

To pay for those
wrestling cards,

so my kid doesn't end up

in a six foot cell
like her old man did, huh?

Wow, what is that?

Uh, well, I'll show you.

Earl, give that thing a punch.

Yeah, it measures the power
of your punch and endurance.

Keep the liquid up and climbing.

You got to be kidding.

Uh-uh.

You, young lady, you're gonna
keep track of your dad's progress

on that board, all right?

Cool!

Weak.

What's this?

Uh, well, for lack
of a better name for it,

we'll call it
a punching machine.

Watch.

Huh?

MacGyver, I'm fighting
Crazy Eddie Jackson,

not an octopus.

Oh, come on,
you got to give it a try.

Obviously it takes two.

You're the controller.

- Me?
- Yeah, you.

You did a pretty good job
with that candy machine,

I figured you could handle this.

Look, it's real simple.

You got on-off switches
for top, middle, and bottom.

Go ahead.

Boy, am I gonna work
his butt off.

Uh, what kind of contraption
do you have to work out the legs?

A jump rope.

Okay Earl, take your tie off.

Oh, this is gonna be...

Oh, a sucker punch, huh?

Oops, sorry.

Listen, speed it up, kid.

Ah... I've got another right.

Bam!

Hello, Earl.

Nice gym. For what,
I don't know, but nice.

What do you want?

This your kid?

Sure she is.

Your old man could have
been the champ, kid.

Thing is, he didn't have
the brains to listen to me.

Dumb. Real dumb.

Ronnie, go upstairs.

Help MacGyver put away
the groceries.

MacGyver said
I should stay here with you.

I said go upstairs!

All right!

We're here to check
on our investment.

Got a lot riding on you.

Remember the deal?
Dive in eight.

Your kid, Earl,
it's for your kid, right?

I said I'd do it, all right?

You keep my kid out of this,

or you're gonna get
your brains scrambled.

Hey, Mr. Riggins
don't have to take that

from no jailbird bum.

- Oh, yeah?
- You better believe it.

Earl?

Yeah. Oh, uh,

this is my old manager,

Bart Riggins and his, uh,
assistant, uh, Bailey.

They're here to wish me luck.
You know, the fight.

I trained him for five years.

Put a lot of bread in him.

Don't disappoint me.

Where's Ronnie?

She's upstairs.
I told her to help you out.

- She's not there.
- What?

- Oh, no, she can't be. Not again!
- What?

The last time she was gone
for six months.

- I'm gonna lose her for sure!
- All right, settle down.

Um, grab the Jeep,
I'll get the bike.

I know how you feel, Ronnie.

Leave me alone.

I ran away from home one time.

When my grandpa
told me to get lost.

Who cares?

Well, I did.

I didn't understand
what he was doing. Or why.

Oh, and now you do, right?

That's right.

He was trying to protect me.

Just like your dad's trying
to protect you.

From who?

Well, I don't know.
Maybe from himself.

You know, he hasn't had a
lot of practice in raising a kid.

You got to give him
a little time.

I don't know.

He's always on my case.

Well, he's supposed to.

That's what dads do.

Where you been?

Running away.
Just like you're always doin'.

You and your fight.

You know something?
I think you're all wind.

I don't think there is a fight.

- Earl...
- There is a fight!

When I tell you something,
that's it! I don't lie.

Oh yeah? Prove it.

- All right, that's enough.
- No!

No way any kid of mine's
gonna think I'm a liar.

Now get in here!

And you, you follow!

There you go.

Crazy Eddie Jackson
versus yours truly.

This proof enough for you?

Okay, I was wrong.

Hey, at least you know now

that your old man's word
is worth something.

Rocketman?

Yeah. That's what
they used to call me.

Short fuse.
Lots of power.

Get it?

Got it.

You're not the main event here.

Hey, I've been away, remember?

Hey, you have a good time
on me, my man, huh?

Wow!

It's Herman the German.

- Who?
- Hey, Herman,

I hear a rumor you matched
Mad Mike and Wretched Rodney.

Ain't no rumor, kid.

Here, take a friend, huh?

Wow.

He's only
the greatest wrestler ever.

Oh come on, Ronnie, all that
wrestling stuff is fake.

No, it's not, it's great.
Let's go inside.

Ronnie, we got to get back.
I got to get to work.

Just for just one minute?
Come on.

Ooo-wee!
What stinks around here?

There it is.
There it is.

Old meat, past its prime.

Hello, Stinson.

I don't want you around here.
I don't want my fighter to see you.

- There'll be trouble.
- I'm just showing my kid the gym.

Well, I'll just show you
and the kid the door.

Hey, Dent?

Spend much time with
your kid the last five years?

I'm warning you, Eddie.

You don't want to start
talking like that.

Hey, what you worried about?

If your kid is as dumb
as her old man,

she won't even understand it.

Oh yeah? That's what
you think, wise guy.

She's smarter than both
of us put together, Eddie.

And if you ever
put her down again,

I'll tear you apart.

How about now, Dent?
Right now, come on up here.

I don't give a damn about $4000.

- Come on up here!
- All right, you're on.

No, Dent, no!

Somebody call the cops,
somebody call the paper,

somebody call somebody!

Oh, they're fighting for free!
I can't stand it!

No, Dent, aw!
Look at these two...

I knew it, I knew it!

Oh, come on, you guys,
what are you doing?

No, no, no, no.
Don't, no...

Come on. Hey, hey, hey,
what do you think this is,

the Golden Gloves? You're
prize fighters that fight.

Get out of here.
Dent, get out of here.

- Come on!
- Eddie, Eddie, shut up.

Dent, get out of here,
get out of here.

Okay, Eddie, come on, come on,
get back to your work out now!

- Come on! Move it! Move it!
- Come on, let's get out of here.

All right, all right, all right,
come on, come on...

My nose.

Come on, come on, come on,
way to go, way to go, Eddie.

Looking good.

- Is it broke?
- Leave me alone.

After you, Rocketman.

Oh.

I'm sorry I thought
there wasn't any fight, Earl.

Ah, forget it.

You better get some sleep, kid.

We got a lot to do tomorrow.

You really want me around, huh?

Hey, come on.

Who's gonna work those crazy
machines MacGyver dreamed up?

Oh yeah, that's right.

'Night.

What are you doing?

Oh, this stuff's
for your corner.

Ooh. It's cold.

Yeah.
Sodium thiosulphate.

It's a photographic fixer.

Just add water,

instant cold pack.

Oh, I get it.
To handle the cuts.

So you just chill this iron,
press it to the cut,

and, presto, stops the bleeding.

Yep.

You lied to me, Earl.

What are you talkin' about?

You're gonna throw the fight,
aren't you?

No!

What's the matter with you?

Crazy Eddie gets $4000
for the fight,

and you get $25,000?

You want to explain that to me?

You heard the lady.

I have three weeks
to come up with enough

to provide for Ronnie
or I lose her. Forever.

Maybe that's just as well if
this is where you're coming from.

What is that supposed to mean?

Figure it out.

You're all over Ronnie
for stealing candy bars,

and you're about to
throw a fight.

Just this once,
so I get custody.

Then I'm giving it up.

And you don't think
Ronnie's gonna know?

She's got eyes, Earl.
She'll see right through you.

Now come on.

She doesn't need
a buddy or a pal.

She needs a father
to teach her right from wrong.

Even if it hurts.

Yeah.

I stole them.

At the gym.

But I'll take them back,
I swear.

$5,000 on Dent at one to five?

Take it.

I just took $20,000 on
Crazy Eddie at five to one.

Lay it off.
Out of town.

...inside the final
16th of a mile.

...is drawing away
from the field.

Are you kidding?
Dent's one to five.

He almost murdered Crazy
Eddie when they fought in prison.

I have to talk to you.

$25,000.
No renegotiating.

I don't want your cash.

What?

The fix is off. Over. Done.

Says who?

If you're copping out, Dent,
forget it.

You're in too deep.

You can't threaten me, Riggins.

Not when my kid's future's
on the line.

Your kid?

If you don't come through,
your kid's an orphan.

For the first time in my life,
I don't care about me.

My mind's made up.
It's off.

I'm warning you, Dent.

If you think I'm gonna
let some washed up jailbird

do me out of 200 grand,

you got another thing coming!

See you at the fight.

You want I should bust him up?

You moron, he's got a fight!

If you want to control a man,

control what he
cares about the most.

No, I'll tell you
what I want, Bailey.

I want Dent's daughter.

You should have seen the look
on the faces of those sharks

when I told them I wasn't
gonna throw the fight.

And you still think
boxing's a sport, huh?

Well, maybe I should
pull out, huh?

I mean, the $4,000 I'm making
isn't gonna provide diddly for Ronnie.

Well, it's a start.

You can still get a job,
you know.

Maybe get the commission
to delay a decision.

The truth is
Ronnie doesn't need me

nearly as much as I need her.

Hi.
Where you been?

I--I took the gloves
back to the gym.

Are you still mad at me?

I wasn't mad at you.
I was just worried.

But I should have known my daughter
would have made the right decision.

I am so proud of you.

- So...
- Hey!

- You still need a trainer?
- You bet.

- How about the heavy bag?
- Okay.

Get over there while I
knock the stuffings out of it.

Okay, Earl.

- Hold it real tight.
- Give it all you got.

Go, go, go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go, go!

You've done good, Earl,
you've done good.

- So did you, MacGyver.
- Yeah.

Your gizmos paid off
in more ways than one.

- Thanks.
- You bet.

Uh, I'll get it set up, okay?
6:30 for you?

- You got it.
- All right.

Do you think we'll get
an apartment or a house?

Huh? Oh, uh,
an apartment, I guess.

Almost fight time, Earl.

Get out of here.

You are not seeing
the big picture.

- Hey, let go of me!
- Hey, Riggins...

I'm not in the business
of hurting people, Earl.

But I do want to look
after my interests.

Now we have a deal.
You go down in eight.

They want you to
throw the fight?

Smart kid.

Don't do it, Dad.

I said I would at first,
because we need the money.

You did it to get me?

You must really want me.

More than anything, kid.

The last few days
have been the best of my life.

No matter how things work out,
I want you to know that.

Same here, Earl.

That's enough.
I'm gonna cry.

And don't give them any lip.
Just do as they say.

That goes for you, too, Dent.

Hey, I don't see Ronnie.

Maybe she's getting a soda.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

today's semi-main event.

An outstanding match
between two former

Folsom Prison
heavyweight champions.

In this corner,
wearing white trunks,

Crazy Eddie Jackson!

And in black trunks,

the former fifth ranked
heavyweight of the world,

Earl Rocketman Dent.

Earl, I still don't see her.

Don't worry about her.
Let's just get this over with.

Let's go, Earl, come on.

Okay, Earl, Eddie, I gave you
instructions in the dressing room.

Let's have a good clean fight.

Touch gloves now.

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen,

this is Jim Lampley at ringside.

- Tonight's eight rounds...
- Hey, kid! Sit tight.

...semi-main event between these two
former prison heavyweight champions

promises to be a bruising battle.

The referee has completed
his instructions,

so hang on to your seats
as here we go.

Now remember,
in their one previous bout,

- Earl Rocketman Dent...
- This should be a good fight.

Wish I could see it.

Hey, move over.

And there's the bell.

The two men now move
to the center of the ring

and begin to circle cautiously.

Crazy Eddie moves in quickly

and tries to establish
the left jab.

Jab, jab. Too low.
And Crazy Eddie Jackson...

The body. Go for the ribs!
Go for the ribs!

Dent is forced to back pedal
as all the action early

is dominated by Jackson.

Four more jabs, five more,
and two right crosses

and Dent is rocked backward
by the second right hook.

...a left and a right and Jackson
is driven back into the ropes.

A momentary advantage for Dent.
But he didn't press it.

He lets Jackson
come back at him.

And now coming off
of the ropes...

Okay, get off there.
Let him go, Earl, let him go, Earl.

What a round so far.

I told you,
he's gonna murder Dent, huh?

And it is all
Crazy Eddie Jackson

as we are late
in round number one.

There's the bell.
The end of round one.

What a brilliant round
for Crazy Eddie Jackson.

All right, Earl.
Where's Ronnie?

Just stay out of it.
They've got her.

Just leave me alone and
let me do what I got to do.

Where'd they take her, Earl?

I don't know.

Well, where'd you find them?

The machine shop
across the street.

That's where
Riggins runs his book.

All right, Earl, hang in there.

You might not
have to throw this.

...and Earl Rocketman Dent

was clearly overshadowed
by Crazy Eddie Jackson.

Thanks mostly
to superior body punching.

Sounds like our boy got smart.

And here we go, round six.

Check on the girl.
See how she's doing.

Both fighters move out,
probing, with jabs.

Dent moves in,
looking for an opening,

but he's met by a left hook
directly to the face.

Crazy Eddie,
keeping Dent at a distance.

Two jabs from Crazy Eddie.

Then two quick rights
to the head.

Another right by Jackson,
and another.

And again,
it is Jackson taking control

of the action in the sixth.

She's doing better
than her old man.

It is all Crazy Eddie Jackson,
right now.

Hey, look at that guy, no guts!

Hold on. When I tell
you to break, break.

And now it is Jackson who
is controlling all the action.

And what a surprise.

Dent, what a shell of the man
who had won 27

of 38 previous bouts
by knockout.

Crazy Eddie smiles as
the referee breaks them apart.

Believe me,
there is no love lost

between these two fighters,

in or out of the ring.

Now Crazy Eddie...

Dent replies
with a left and a right.

Dent missing now,
with a wild roundhouse right.

Wild action. And Dent
a little bit off-kilter.

Both fighters exhausted now.
Neither man ready to yield.

Crazy Eddie following with a
jab now, just pushing it out there...

There's no snap in that punch.

Dent leans forward...

And there's the bell.

The end of round six.

We'll be back
for the seventh round...

Hey, could you
turn the radio up a little?

Here we go now for round
seven of a very close fight.

And once again,
as the seventh begins,

Crazy Eddie
forces the initiative.

The Rocketman backs off,

weaving and bobbing,

trying to stay away
from Crazy Eddie's hands.

Oh, Crazy Eddie
with a right cross!

And a left.
And another right.

What a combination!

Dent is in the biggest trouble
in the fight.

Crazy Eddie moving in,

all too aware
of Dent's patented rocket punch

that floored him for the count
in their previous bout.

No question the Rocketman
is more dangerous than...

...with an uppercut.
Dent backpedaling.

Crazy Eddie all over him...

Looking for an opening...

...it's all
Crazy Eddie Jackson right now.

Jackson all over him.

Dent dances with the right hand.
And now he hangs on.

The referee
separates the two fighters

and Dent backs away
inexplicably.

Crazy Eddie scores a combination
to the body,

and follows up with an uppercut.

Dent with a feeble right,

but now Crazy Eddie
two more lefts,

and Dent is backed up
against the ropes again.

- Rocketman Dent...
- Do you hear something?

Take a look.

In a minute.

Round seven
moving toward a close now.

And Crazy Eddie swings away
freely with both hands,

trying to land the one punch

that will settle matters
once and for all.

You okay?

I'm fine.
What about Earl?

It is Dent backing up Crazy
Eddie with a right and a left

and lands a right hand...

What's the matter, Earl,
you got no guts?

...having pummeled Dent
against the ropes.

Oh, Rocketman Dent was once the
fifth ranked heavyweight in the world,

but he's in big trouble here.

Well, I'll tell you, with
seven rounds in the books...

She's getting away!

Well, stop her!

Rocketman Dent, who was once

the number five heavyweight
in the world...

Here we go now.
Round number eight.

Crazy Eddie Jackson, off his stool,

and moving toward
the center of the ring,

a very tired
Earl Rocketman Dent...

Come on!

Come on, get out of my way!

I'm stuck!

...knocks Dent
against the ropes...

And a right and a left
and Dent is down!

Way to go, Eddie!

- One, two...
- Earl, don't do it!

...three...

Get up Earl, get up!

- Come on, you can do it.
- ...five...

I'm okay.

- ...six...
- I'm okay.

Come on Earl,
I know you can do it.

- ...seven, eight, nine...
- I know you can do it. Get up!

That's it, get up!

Come on Earl, go for it.

- Are you all right?
- Yes and don't you try to stop me!

Okay, let's go.

Yes, go for it!

...there's a new look in his
eyes as he moves forward

and lands a left and a right.

Misses wildly with a left and
another right hand and another.

And Jackson is driven
into a corner

and suddenly helpless
against the onslaught.

- There's the uppercut.
- Way to go, Rocketman!

Ha! You see?

Just moments ago
Dent appeared on the verge

of being knocked out.

Now suddenly we see
he's mounted a big comeback.

...Jackson reeling
in the center of the ring.

Now Rocketman winds up
with a bolo wind up.

- And down goes Jackson.
- Yes!

One, two, three,

four, five, six, seven...

...Jackson saved by the bell!

Saved by the bell
in round number eight,

and what a wild finish!

You did it, Earl.
You won.

Showed a lot of heart
out there, big guy.

Thanks, MacGyver.

I owe it all
to my little trainer here.

Ladies and gentlemen!

We have a unanimous decision.

You won!

The winner, Crazy Eddie Jackson!

No way, we were robbed!

Hey Ronnie, all that matters
is that you're safe.

You were great.

Think so?

I love you, Dad.

Dad?

Is she some kid or what?

Oh, it's not so bad.
He hardly touched you.

Yeah. For a freight train,
he was a real pushover.

You know, Earl,
I've been thinking.

We don't need a house.

An apartment will be just fine.

Look, Ronnie,
the money I ended up with,

no way is that gonna satisfy
that lady down there

at the Children's Services.

Maybe you'd be better off
with your foster parents after all.

Oh, no way.
I'm not leaving.

We'll move to another state.

Running away
isn't gonna help either of us.

Well, maybe she'll give us
more time to get the money.

Hey, Earl, big guy.

Got somebody who wants
to talk to you here.

Hey, Dent, great fight.

You've got a lot of class,
a lot of style.

The kind of man
I'd like to manage.

Uh, sorry.
I quit boxing.

Boxing?
Who said boxing?

I'm talking about wrestling.

Hey, the way
you worked the crowd.

Magic. Pure show biz.

Listen, I've got a $30,000
advance against a guarantee of...

He'll do it, he'll take it!

Rocketman, we'll get you
a great costume.

I don't know.
MacGyver?

Well, a good athlete
always listens to his trainer.

Yeah, I guess he does.

I think we could work
something out here.

All right!

This is the money.

The rock.

Rock cocaine.

And everybody
wants a piece of it.

You understand?

Now that was the money,
youngblood.

And this is the power.

I could get you one of these.

You wanna hold it?

Go on, man, hold it.

Hold it!

So are you gonna join the
Oliver Street Gang or what?

I--I don't know.

You don't know.
Listen here, man.

You run with us, you live large.

Gold,

money,

girlies.

I tell you what,

I'll let you sell the rock
right here.

Right here at the
Challengers Club.

They don't allow drugs
in the Challengers Club.

Let me tell you somethin', man.

They didn't allow alcohol
during Prohibition, either.

How you think all those
rich white folks got rich, huh?

That's right. By sellin' it.

So you better hook up,
youngblood.

Brian! Kelvin!

And just where do you two
think you're goin'?

MacGyver!

Brian,

let MacGyver handle it.

Don't you dare, now.
You promised me!

Sherry,

call the station.

Tell them
to send a car by. Do it!

Then live large, man.

Hey, fellas.

Who are you?

Name's MacGyver.

MacGyver.

Bobby, why don't you
head inside, huh?

Yeah, go ahead, Bobby.

Hey, remember
that talk we had, all right?

Now I just want you to know,

Oliver Street Gang,
we're runnin' this hood.

Now I'm Player G, and these,
these are my boys.

Hey, ole homegirl,
wanna take a ride in my car, huh?

See the real world?

Son, why don't you leave?

No, no, no,
the name's Player G, baby.

Now,

Cold Blood from the Ice Boyz, he's
sneakin' over here into my homeland.

Is he in there?

He's not involved
in gangs anymore.

Oh, yeah?

- Brian, what are you...
- What's up?

All right, all right,
let's chill it out.

Chill out. Oh, listen to
the white bread,

tryin' to talk
like he's one of the homies.

Say, you lookin' for me?

Hey, well, you on my turf,
squab-fiend!

Ain't nothin' to me, punk!

Brian, you and Kelvin
go inside now.

No, Mama, he's got no respect.

Mama?

No, no, ain't no pretty thing
like that

gonna be droppin'
no ugly fool like you.

Say what, punk?

Hey, hey, yo. Get off!
Get off!

Come on! Come on!

I'll smoke both y'all.
I'll smoke both y'all.

Bullets come out
fast as I can squeeze.

Want some of this?
I'm fine with my nine, yeah!

- Come on, you want some of this?
- Ain't nothin' to me, punk.

Put the gun down.

Hey, there's five-o.
There's five-o.

Officer, hurry. There's
gonna be trouble over there.

Come on, man.
Come on, let's go.

You keep your mouth closed.

Well, well,
"Cold Blood" Jeffries.

You over here causin' trouble?

I think the real trouble just
took off in that Mercedes.

Local expert, huh?

MacGyver's speakin' the truth.

Now, Brian is with
the Challengers Center now.

Brian?

Well, that's nice.
I like that.

Except the truth is this is the
Oliver Street Gang territory.

And Cold Blood, I mean Brian,

runs with the Ice Boyz.

Meanin' he's on
the wrong side of the tracks.

Are you done, Sergeant Mullins?

Oh, yeah, I'm done.

Why don't you go?

Come on, Kelvin.

Where's the Marine
that runs this place, Hines?

I'm takin' over for him for a
couple of days. Name's MacGyver.

Well, Mr., uh, MacGyver?

Well, right now you're standing
in the middle of gangbanger hell.

I know your intentions are good,

but believe me, you don't know
what you're up against here.

Unfortunately, I do.

Well, then you know
guys like Brian Jeffries

gangbang till they're dead.

Or in jail.

Word of advice.

Believe nothing.

Expect the worst.

And watch your back.

MacGyver, make yourself at home.
Have a seat.

Yes, ma'am.

Kelvin,
get the plates and napkins.

Okay.

Brian, honey, you haven't
had a thing to eat all day.

I'm not hungry.

Now I hope you ain't got no
designs on startin' no trouble

because of what happened today.

Mama,
how come you can't understand

you got to fight fire with fire?

Maybe because your mother
knows that there are other ways.

Son, look how well
you've been doin' in school

since you joined the
Challengers Club.

School ain't life.
The Challenger Center ain't life.

It's a hideout
from the real deal.

The real deal happens to be

that if you gangbang,
Kelvin's gonna.

Ain't it the truth?

How long you think it's gonna
be before the Oliver Street Gang

won't be sellin' their drugs
and collectin' protection

over here in our 'hood?

You saw Player G today
jumpin' Bobby into his gang.

Next it'll be Kelvin.
Is that what you want?

I'd rather fight back
than to be runnin' scared.

That punk
dissed you today, Mama.

I can't be havin' that.

MacGyver, he's just lookin'
for an excuse

to quit the Challengers Club!

I can see it in his eyes.

Look, it ain't my 'hood.

I don't belong over there.
And they don't belong over here.

So when's it gonna stop, huh?

What's it gonna take?

You've already lost your big
brother Eddie to a gang bullet.

You're on the verge of puttin'
Kelvin through the same crap!

Somebody talkin' about me?

Nobody talkin' about you, Kelvin.

Just set the table.

There you go again, Mama,
treatin' me like I was a little kid.

Get down!

- Mama! Mama!
- Oh, my shoulder!

- Mama, you all right?
- Yeah.

MacGyver, do somethin', please.

Mama, it's me, Kelvin.

Mama, please.
You're gonna be okay.

Brian!

Call the paramedics!

Hello? Listen, you got to get
paramedics over here right away.

My mama's been shot!

You're gonna be all right, Mama.

I know that, Kelvin.

It's that brother of yours
I'm worried about.

I know this isn't gonna do
any good,

but you should be in bed.

MacGyver, please.

You gonna to have to find Brian

before he catches up with
those fools who did the shootin'.

I'll do my best.

And, Kelvin, you help him.

I'm fine.

I don't wanna lose another son.

Hey, yo, Stump, why don't you whip
us up some burgers and fries, man?

Yeah, Stump, you heard
the man. We hungry.

- Word.
- That's right.

C'mon with the bizzoos.

Put some ketchup on mine,
Stumpy.

Fry it up, Stump.

Yo, Cuz, man.

Hey, yo, man, Maynard,
take my stick, man.

I got some business
with the Gunman.

Yo, man, where you hidin'?

Before you say anything, G.,
you owe me three grand.

No, you make
too much money, man.

Quantity of guns and drugs
I get from you,

I should be gettin' a discount.

I told you already,
I don't do discounts.

You do if I say so.
And I'm sayin' so. Got that?

Now, don't mess with me.
Just give me the three grand, okay?

I'll tell you what, Gunman,

I'm gonna take a
twenty percent cut

and I'll forget you were in
my face. How about that?

Nada.

No can do.

Oh, you'll do it,

unless you wanna get smoked.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess, uh...

I guess
since you put it that way...

I don't have a choice, do I?

That's right. Let's take a look at
some of them automatics you got here.

That is nice.

Tell you what, Gunman,

why don't I just take this beauty
to seal the deal? How about that?

Yeah.

Yeah, sorry,
it's a seller's market, dirtbag.

Get back in there, Jojo!

Someone down the alley
just offed G.

Get back in there!

That's right.

- You're sure?
- Yes, sir.

Brian!

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait a minute.

Like I said,

these guys don't quit
till they're dead or in jail.

This time we got an even split.

Got one dead,

one goin' to jail.

Hey, Kelvin.

How you doin', little brother?

What's up?

You wanna tell me what happened?

Why?
You can't help me, man.

Did you ice Player G?
That's all we wanna know.

What difference does it make?
The police don't care

as long as they get another
gangbanger off the street.

I care.

And your mother cares.

Mama asked MacGyver to help.

Then give me a gun so I can bust
out of here and help my homies.

Look, the best thing you can do
for your homies right now

is to help yourself.

Now,

did you do it?

No.

Did you see who did?

No.

But the Gunman was the
only other dude in the alley.

He had to have done it.

Who's the Gunman?

He deals. A white dude.

All right,
what's his righteous name?

Don't know.
Why do you care anyway?

Because I wanna get
to the truth. Is that okay?

Truth don't matter.

The police got a brother.

That's all they need.

Know what I'm sayin'?

Hey, jailkeep!

I'm ready to go.

Kelvin, be strong, homeboy.

Hey, you lookin' for somethin'?

These wine boxes.

You got any idea
who delivers them?

Who are you? A cop?

I'm a friend of Brian Jeffries.

Well, you better
get away from here

before some friends
of that boy he killed show up.

Hey, wait a minute, hold it.

Did you hear the shots?

I didn't hear nothin'.
I didn't see nothin'.

Then you might wanna know that
somebody's been delivering weapons

in your liquor crates here.

See this stuff?

It's called Cosmoline.

It's a lubricant.

They use it when they're
packing guns for shipping.

Do you know a guy
they call the Gunman?

I don't know no Gunman.
I don't know no guns.

I don't even know
what you're talkin' about.

Come on, Stumpy.

At least tell me
about this Minton guy.

The guy who makes
your deliveries.

Stumpy.

Kids are gonna die.

Do you want that
on your conscience?

Gangbangers call him
"The Gunman."

He's the same guy you were
askin' me about in the alley.

He's been around this area
now for about three years.

Last year he worked at a
vending machine company.

Year before it was beverages.

You got a home address
on this guy?

Just a
cellular phone number is all.

In case I needed
a last-minute order filled.

That'll do.
That'll do just fine.

Here. This'll keep you
out of my hair.

Thanks.

Stumpy, you got kids?

Four grandchildren. Why?

There's a meeting tomorrow
at the Challengers Club

for all the folks who are
sick and tired of this stuff.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Well, think about it.

Got enough troubles of my own.

No more meetings.

Mmm-hmm.
That's right, Beulah,

we'd appreciate it.

Thank you.

Hi.

Oh, MacGyver,
I've called everybody.

Most say they gonna try
to come to the meetin',

but, well, we're just gonna
have to wait and see.

You find out anything
on that lead of yours?

Uh, yeah. He goes
by the name of Minton,

but it's an alias.

I had Phoenix
run a trace on his cell phone.

It seems he made most of his calls
around 9:00 in the morning

or 6:00 at night
from the Sunset Lake area.

Sunset Lake?

Black folks almost need

a court order to even just
drive through that neighborhood.

Well, that should make it
easier to find him.

- How?
- His magazines.

Take a look.

Ah.

All the trucks and gun racks
out that way.

Oh, everybody reads this stuff.

Yeah, but not everybody reads
"Black City Beat."

Ain't you somethin'?

And, you know, I believe I know
somebody who works at this magazine

who could give us
a subscriber list!

That's great.

Might even be able to get her
to come to the meetin'.

Oh, speakin' of the meetin',

I'm gonna have to see
about the bleachers.

Ain't you somethin'?

Watch him dribble in, man.

Check 'em out, man,
bring 'em up!

Pick it up, pick it up! Go!

Block that pass!

- Yo, yo, man.
- Watch it, boy!

Watch him low, man,
he comin' down.

Comin' in, comin' in.
Put it up, man!

Oh, man, come on, kick it out!

You can do it, you can do it.

Yo, man, Kel.
What's up?

Time out.
Time out.

- What's up, man.
- What up, Jeff?

Yo, man.

I gots the straight lowdown
on them Oliver Street fools.

What's up, Hard Rock?

On a serious tip, homeboy.

I found out that
12:00 tomorrow,

boom, Gunman is gettin'
with the Oliver Street Gang

at the abandoned brewery.

- Is that a fact, man?
- Check it.

The Gunman came in the
tire shop where I work today

to get a change on his truck.

Wait. You had the Gunman
and you didn't bring him down?

Why, man?

Because my brother's gonna go
to the joint because of the Gunman,

that's why.

Why don't you
just chill out and listen?

Now, what the Gunman
really wanted

was to do gun business
with an "O.G." Ice Boy,

you know what I'm sayin'?

And Hard Rock is a Ice Boy
till the day I die.

He said them Oliver Street fools
beat him on a deal

so he wanted to get them back.

What's that got to do with
not bringin' down the Gunman?

Look, Kel, my brother,

you gots to be more tactical
in these things,

you know what I'm sayin'?

I played along like nothin' was
nothin' so we could get all of them.

Gunman, too.

Payback, my brother.

Straight payback.

What you lookin' for, mister?

Guns.

Drugs.

Oh, you again, huh?

Some people just don't
know when to stop, do they?

I agree.

What do you know?

Hey, I spent 12 years as a cop
in areas like South Central L.A.

I was shot at,
spit on, cussed at.

Of course, then they canned me

because I roughed up
some little low-life

that would have
shot his mother for a fix.

So what?

You turned your beat into a business
opportunity, sellin' guns and drugs?

Yeah, that's right.

See, first they took my job,

then my family.

Then my reputation.

So I figured I'd get a little

restitution.

- From kids?
- Yeah.

Nobody else cares about them.

Why should I?

That's not true, mister.

A lot of people care.

Oh, really?

Why don't they go on down there
then and do somethin' about it?

They are trying.

But they need time.

Time!
You don't have time, buddy!

Understand?

If you're so in love
with those gangbangers,

I think I'll take you
down there with them.

See, I've set up a little meet
with the Oliver Street guys.

What they don't know is
I tipped off the Ice Boyz.

Then I thought I'd sit around and
watch them kill each other for a while.

Then blow up what's left.

Yeah.

Think I'll throw you in
with the "what's left".

- What you up to, Kelvin?
- I gotta go, Mama.

Kelvin, you was gonna help me
with the parents meetin'.

I know. I'll be back in just a minute.
I promise, okay?

Don't you dare leave here,
me tellin' you no!

Don't you get in that car!

Drive, Baker!

Baker, you stop this car
right now, do you hear me?

You boys goin' after trouble
and I know it!

You'll have to drive over
my dead body to get there!

Come on, man. Let's go pick up
my car, man. The guns are in it.

Kelvin, you get your behind
out of that car!

What I'm gonna do now, Kelvin?

Just back up and go around, man.
Back up and go around.

Kelvin!

Come back, Kelvin!

You come back here!

Kelvin!

Come back here!

Regina, you're over-reactin'.

Them boys might have just
been goin' off to play basketball.

"Them boys"
didn't have a basketball.

They didn't have a
"goin'-to-play-basketball" attitude.

We all know
when trouble's comin'

and we don't pay attention.

That's one of our problems.

Well, what we supposed to do?

Know what's going on.

Get involved.

And right now
is a good time to start.

Stumpy. What you doin' here?

All you are interested in

is kissin' up to them
Oliver Street boys.

Believe me,

I didn't wanna come here.

But I got grandchildren.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Glad to have you, Stumpy.
Sit down.

No, I don't have time for that.

I just want to let you know,

I heard the Ice Boyz are
goin' after the Oliver Streets.

Say what?

Sounds like
it's gonna be a bad fight.

Fight? Where?

Over at that abandoned
brewery on Mason Avenue.

I know you ain't thinkin'
about goin' over there yourself.

That's exactly
what I'm gonna do.

Well, I'm gonna call the
police like I got good sense.

Yeah, you can't go over there.

No!

This is our responsibility!

We always
dependin' on the police.

And all they got to depend on
is self defense

when it comes to these gun-wielding
gangbangers, our children.

You hear me? Our children!

And we better damn well
do somethin' about it!

You're crazy!

No,

I am desperate!

Y'all that's gonna come, come.

You gonna stay, stay!

Today we gonna look our kids
in the eye

and say, "No."

We gonna do it ourselves!

Like we should have been doin'
all the time!

Okay, MacGyver,

my turn to improve the world.

Gonna clean up a lot of trash
with one big bang.

One big bang.

The Oliver Street days are done.

Ice Boyz is in the house now
and we gonna put in some work.

Ice Boyz must have
lost their way.

Yeah, it looks like we gonna
be plantin' more than trees.

Let's mob on these fools.

Yo, Ice Boyz is wack!

Well, come get some then, fool.

What's up? You ain't said
nothin' but a word, Bootsy!

- What you wanna do?
- Tell them to throw down!

Who's that, man?

It's Minton.

Man, I'm gonna
bust a cap in that fool!

Damn, it's my grandma.

Hey, man, what your mama
doin' here?

I don't know, man.
What's your mama doing here?

- Boy, what you doin'?
- You crazy?

Grab my arm.
Come on.

Come on.
Don't let go. Pull!

It's MacGyver.

Look at him tryin' to
save the Gunman's life.

Why he tryin' to do that?

You got a problem with somebody
showin' a little human decency?

Hey, check this out.

Put your guns down!

He set you up!

This truck

is filled with dynamite!

Put the guns down!

Do like the man says.

Look at you!

So easy to get you little
fools to kill one another!

Give you some drugs,

give you some guns,

just turn you loose
in your own neighborhood!

Somebody kills!

Somebody dies!

Somebody goes to prison!

Fools, every one of you!

Put the damn guns down
and think!

Think!

You ain't hurtin' nobody
but your own!

It's no excuse.

No excuse!

Stupid!

Hey!

Man, it's good to be out.

The joint ain't happenin',
little brother.

Word.

Why, I be takin' my show to the
Forum with Michael Jordan anyway.

Uh, with hands like that,
you better be thinkin' lawyer.

Yeah? Well, you gonna
eat your words, bro,

when you see me in one of
those sneaker commercials.

Your project "Green the Scene"
is workin', MacGyver,

in more ways than one.

The trick is to keep it working.

Oh, guns, drugs, gangs,

we got a lot of bad habits
to break in our community.

If we don't,

these bad habits
gonna destroy us.

It don't have to be
"dog eat dog."

It can be
people respectin' people.

Maybe the kids
have some role models now.

I sure hope so.

Hello, Lobo.

Let me guess.

You boys are on a crack bust,
and you can't stop to talk.

Right?

Thanks for bailing
me out, MacGyver.

You violated
your probation, Lobo.

You promised the judge you'd
keep your art on the canvas!

That wasn't art,
it was a message.

Hey, what was I supposed to do?

Stand around and wait for the
man to evict my grandmother?

He did it anyway.
Right after you left.

Come on, I borrowed a truck.

We can move
her stuff to my place.

Hold it, Kasanti.

I thought there were
no legal encumbrances

holding up the sale
of this building.

I paid you a fortune
for this slum.

Now my lawyers tell me I can't
take title and start demolition

because a Gloria Diaz

is contesting
your eviction notice.

Was contesting
the eviction notice.

The judge threw her case out
this morning

because her lawyers couldn't
come up with the so-called evidence.

Come here.

Take a look.

Please, put the table
over there by the boxes

and be careful
you do not bang the legs.

Easy! That's
my wedding day china.

I lived my married life

and raised five children
in this building.

They might as well
cut my heart out.

We'll get your things
in the truck, Grandma.

I never had trouble
with the old landlord.

He was no angel.

But he treated us
like human beings.

Not like Kasanti.

Kasanti has no heart.

Trust me.
She's history.

You better be right.

I'm not about to delay

a $200 million
urban renewal project

because you couldn't handle
one little old lady.

The quilt, Antonio. Put the
quilt over that rocking chair.

Mrs. Diaz, you don't have
to worry about your stuff.

We'll take care of it just fine.

Thank you, MacGyver.

I only know you a little while,
but you are like family.

Hey, how about that, MacGyver?

We're related.

Great.

My lawyers.

Oh, Gloria, I'm sorry.
I'm so very sorry.

That's what happens
when you don't pay the rent.

I don't have to pay the rent!

Not until your boss
fixes up this place

like the law says, Stroud!

You had your day in court.

I thought you two weren't gonna
let them evict my grandmother.

Lobo, all the evidence
we had against Kasanti

was stolen from our office
last night.

The photographs, the documentation,
the affidavits, everything.

There was no way we could stop
them from getting an eviction notice.

So much for the law,
eh, MacGyver?

This is Mr. MacGyver,

Antonio's savior last August,

when the police caught him
redecorating the freeway overpass.

Ah, the man who recognized
his talent

and gave him his own art studio.

Actually, it's just
a corner in my garage.

Helen Dempsey and Rose Magruta.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Uh, this evidence
that was stolen, uh,

what was it all about?

Proof that this building
was a fire trap.

And proof that
the plumbing didn't work.

Not to mention evidence

that three families were
living in one little apartment.

And the fact that Kasanti lied

when he said this place met
the city building regulations.

Kasanti.

That's the guy
you were advertising, right?

Yeah.

My grandma told him to stuff it when
he came around for this month's rent.

It was their legal strategy.

We thought we finally
had a case against him.

It's not your fault, Rose.

Uh, ladies,

what if I could get
this evidence back?

- We'd go to court in a flash.
- Oh.

Okay.

Um, you're gonna need a camera.

My grandson is having
his sixth birthday today,

but, uh, snapshots can wait.

Could you ladies give my
grandma a ride to my place?

Oh, of course.

Okay.

Well, let's get moving.

- I know, darling...
- There are things to do.

Everything is gonna be fine.

I think this young fellow
can help us.

You need to relax.
We'll make you a nice cup of tea.

This is where
I grew up, MacGyver.

My mama was a hair stylist.

Her dream was to move
to a house of our own.

Problem is, she died a
year later when I was three.

Goodbye, dream.

Oh, what about your dad?

Just a name on a wall.

The Vietnam Memorial.

Yeah. My grandma made this
place a home in spite of Kasanti.

She was the only
tenant left, right?

Everybody else gave up
and moved out.

Here, check this out.

This was my room till last year.

I decided I was
independent enough

to find my own level of poverty.

Thank you very much.

Yeah, welcome to Club Dread.

Southern exposure overlooking

an airshaft full of garbage,

hot and cold running rats.

No heat in winter.

Who could ask for anything more?

"Vegetables suck"?

Pretty nice, huh?

Oh, yeah.

That's when I knew
art was my life.

I was seven.

Well, you like expressing
yourself so much,

grab something to write with
and take some notes.

Oh! Gee!

I think we got a problem.

Yeah? What's that?

That guy, MacGyver?
Helped move the old lady out?

He's in there snooping around
with the kid taking pictures.

Mmm. Not for long.

Smoke alarm's
not even connected.

Figures.

Hey, you two!

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

This is private property.

And you're in luck, MacGyver.
It's Kasanti, the blood-sucker himself.

Yeah, well, you guys
are trespassing. Out!

Out, before I call the cops.

Well, you do what you got to do.

I'm not quite finished here yet.

What's that supposed to mean?

That means this place
is a deathtrap,

and I'm gonna prove it.

Yeah. I got a city inspection
report that says otherwise.

All right.
We'll sort it out in court.

Fine, we will.
Fine. Clear.

Look at them.
Ain't they something?

On a rainy day, I'd hold
the cockroach Olympics.

Fastest cockroach got to live.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Hey, I'm writing. I'm writing.

Uh-oh, MacGyver, I don't think
Kasanti called the cops.

It's that idiot, Stroud,
the building manager.

Hey, guys.
We got a problem here?

No problem.
Just a warning.

We don't like strangers.

Ain't gonna
get away with it, man.

Hey, pal, you're trespassin'.

We're just here
defendin' ourselves.

Hey, Lobo,

is there another way
out of here?

Yeah, straight up.

Great.

Gentlemen, uh, what do you
say we just leave peacefully?

It's too late.

Over there,
there's a fire escape.

Lobo,

we got to jump.

What, are you kidding?

Nope.

Stop 'em!

Go after 'em!

This way!

Keep going.
Follow me.

Grab that pipe.

Oh, Mrs. Magruta,
I don't know what to do.

Kim Soo, your ex-husband

cannot come and take
your children away.

Now, I promise.

Here, drink some tea.

Yo, Helen, got the evidence.

Oh, thank God you're okay.

Gloria just called and said you
two guys are lucky to be alive.

Well, uh, can I get you
some tea? Cookies.

Rose, they're not
your grandchildren.

Everything you need
should be right in there.

Way to go.

Man, Kasanti's gonna wish
he never laid eyes on us.

You think Kasanti
was behind the attack?

Oh, it had to be him.
He owns Stroud.

Perhaps we can explain.

Hamilton Plaza.

Is an urban
redevelopment project.

If it gets city council
approval,

it's gonna drive downtown
real estate values sky high.

And let Kasanti
sell his buildings

for a huge profit, right?

To Lawton Enterprises.

Andrew Lawton's company?

That's right.
He's the prime contractor.

If you ask me,

he and Kasanti are
two of a kind.

Anything for a buck.

Have you talked to Lawton?

Huh, tried to. We couldn't
get an appointment.

Oh, nobody can
get in to see him.

Phoenix Foundation?
Send him right in.

Normally I don't take
unscheduled meetings,

but you mentioned
the magic word.

Phoenix.

Lawton Enterprises built
your facility, Mr. MacGyver.

Beauty, grace,
internal efficiency,

minimal ecological impact.

I wish I could be so
fortunate with our next project.

Hamilton Plaza.
Yeah, I know.

That's why I'm here.

Oh? Is there
some kind of problem?

Well, the problem,
Mr. Lawton, is urban renewal

at the expense of innocent
people losing their homes.

You mean losing their sub-standard,
vermin-infested apartments

no human being
should have to live in.

Because slum lords don't
keep them up to code.

All the more reason
for them to move out.

Mr. Lawton,

I came here to make
sure you were aware

of some of the tactics landlords
are using to get people to move out.

That's none of my concern.

It should be.

Look, MacGyver,

there are gonna be
a few dislocation problems.

But Hamilton Plaza means jobs,

a better quality of life, a tax
base on which to build schools.

It also means a lot of poor
people are gonna suffer

while you make slumlords
like Victor Kasanti rich overnight.

Kasanti?

You know him?

Yeah. He ran a friend of mine
out of one of his buildings.

Well, I'm sorry.

But as long as
his evictions are legal,

I have no quarrel with the man.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to prepare for
tomorrow's press conference.

Mr. Lawton, your new complex
here is gonna look awfully funny

with a tenement stuck
in the middle of it.

Are you threatening me?

No, sir, I'm not.

I came here to appeal
to your sense of justice.

Obviously, you don't have one.

So, I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to help fight this eviction

no matter how long it ties up
Mr. Kasanti's property.

Get Kasanti on the phone.

Now.

How'd it go with Uptown Lawton?

Not like I expected.

Getting a rich education,
ain't you, man?

Take a look at this.

Four of Kasanti's tenements,

four different inspectors.

That's weird.

Well, they can't
all be on the take.

What mushroom have you
been living under?

Here you go. Just pay
the cashier down the hall.

Ah, thank you.

Excuse me.

Uh, just a minute.

Yes?

Yeah, I'd like to speak
to an Inspector Miller.

So would I. He left
with my favorite stapler.

- Left?
- Fired.

Uh, what about an
Inspector Gladston?

Fired.

Inspector Pelham?

Took a job in private industry.

I don't suppose Dale Winslow
is around, is he?

Retired.

Well, it was fun
looking for parking space.

Now, wait a minute.
Excuse me.

Would you happen to know
when these guys left?

The dates?

June 6, 1988,

April 23, 1989,

March 12, 1990

and October 2, 1990.

Gentlemen, perhaps I could
be of some help.

I'm Clinton Ferris. I'm the
director of Building and Safety.

Lobo. MacGyver.

A couple of confused dudes.

Yeah, we're working on
a legal matter for someone.

Uh-huh. And?

Well, these inspection reports
don't click, man.

Yeah, according to the dates,
the inspectors signed them months,

sometimes years,
after they had left the job.

- May I look at them?
- Sure.

Please, why don't you step
into my office over here?

Thanks.

Whoa, check this out.

- Doggie heaven.
- Put it down.

It's kind of a hobby of mine.

Yeah?

This you?

Yeah, with Lord Jim.

Talk about a high point
in one's life.

Carriage, conformation, stance.

Lord Jim had it all.

And then there's
this kind of thing.

Goodness knows I try
to sort out the bad apples.

What do you mean?

I mean that these are forgeries.

It's an old scam,
Mr. MacGyver.

Slumlord bribes
the building inspector,

the inspector signs the name
of another inspector

who's no longer answerable
for his actions.

Slumlords like Kasanti?

Yes.

Among hundreds of others.

And believe you me, the tenants
are not the only ones they feed off of.

They feed off of poorly paid
civil servants

who have bills to pay,

kids to put through college,

men who should know better,

but can't resist
vultures like Kasanti.

Would you be willing
to testify to all this?

Absolutely.

And I promise, I will find the men
who forged these signatures,

and I will take
the appropriate action.

All right, Ferris.
You're one happening dude, bro!

Well, thank you.

We've got some
interesting information.

We went to the tax assessor's office,
and guess what?

The tax roles show
joint ownership

of almost all of
Kasanti's tenements.

- So he has a partner.
- Mmm-hmm.

Dempsey and Magruta.

Yeah, uh,
this is Victor Kasanti.

Victor Kasanti?

Mr. MacGyver is right here.

On one.

Yeah.

Yeah, enough is enough,
MacGyver.

W-What do you say
we get together?

We resolve
this Gloria Diaz thing

and then--then we can both
get on with our lives.

What do you have in mind?

Meet me at the building
in--in an hour, okay?

You--You'll like
what I got to say.

He wants to meet me
at Gloria's building.

How can you trust that man?

Are you kidding?

He trusts everybody until
they chase him with a pipe.

All right. Come on.

Man, this place is
gettin' spooky.

What was that?

Maybe we should get out of here.

You say you heard people arguing?

Sure sounded like it.

How many people?
Two? Three?

I don't know, man.

Did you recognize
Kasanti's voice?

Uh-uh, they were too far away.

How about a car?

Did you see any kind
of vehicle parked in front?

Nada.

You didn't see anyone?

That's all you can tell me?

Voices, then footsteps.
That was it, man.

We don't know who it was.

I do. It was Mr. Uptown,
Andrew Lawton.

Right.

Listen, we'll get back
to you guys.

Is it true, Kasanti's dead?

- Yeah, too bad, huh?
- Lobo.

Strange.

There's a certain irony

to a slum landlord having a
fatal accident in his own building.

Well, I'm not so sure
it was an accident.

Kasanti was arguing with
Moneybags Lawton when we got here.

You don't know that.

It all makes sense, doesn't it?

Who else would
snuff out Kasanti?

Look, Kasanti was
in tight with Lawton,

and he got too greedy,
so Lawton took him out.

Now he's got it all,
my grandma's got nothing

and she's out
on the street for good.

Maybe. Maybe not.

But you have no proof,
so you better stop pointing fingers.

He's right, Antonio.

We have got to do this
the legal way.

Yeah, right.

Your legal way got my grandma
tossed out into the street.

- Hey.
- No, MacGyver, admit it.

Lawton's holding a press
conference tomorrow, man.

He won, we lost.

Lobo, we can still go to court.

Listen, it's not over yet.

Yeah? Well, it is for me.
I'm out of here.

He may be right.

With Kasanti dead,

his grandmother may have
no legal recourse.

Maybe not.

Remember, Kasanti had a partner.

- All right.
- You keep talking.

- All right.
- Come on.

He's out. We're not
sure what he got.

All right.

All right, all right, hold on.

Yeah, I'm comin'.
I'm comin'. I'm comin'.

It's not even noon yet.

All right.

Fine.

- Mo.
- MacGyver.

What the heck
are you doing here?

Do you know what time it is?

Hey, I'm sorry if I woke you up.

But I need a handwriting expert,

- and you're the best.
- Oh, yeah?

Well, the D.A. didn't think so
when he sent me up.

That's because you were forging
signatures instead of analyzing them.

Well, it looks like you've done pretty
good since you left the halfway house.

Well, they couldn't drag me back
to the joint with a team of horses.

You know, I sort of like having
doors that I can unlock from the inside.

You know what I mean?

Well, what have you got?

Uh, four signatures.

I want you to tell me if they're
the work of the same person.

What's it all about?

Well, if I'm right,
catching a killer.

I appreciate you
joining me this morning.

I'm proud to announce
that Hamilton Plaza

is about to become a reality.

As of noon today,

Lawton Enterprises will embark
on the most ambitious

urban renewal project
in this city's history.

Yo! Beautiful people,

- it's coffee time.
- Who's that?

What the devil...

Now, what are you doing
standing around in the dark?

You are missing
one beautiful day.

Get him off there.

Am I right or am I right?

Whoa!
"How fat cats get fat.

"They eat people's homes."

Hey, Lawton,

that's you!

Oh, my God,
you've got to be kidding.

What is this?
Who are you?

Keep rolling. I'm ready.

No, stop.
This is ludicrous.

In other news,
city police arrested 20 people...

Uh-huh.

Come here, take a look.
I want to show you somethin'.

Look at it. See the curvature
on the loops?

Which we also call the, uh,
slant and terminal strokes.

Same guy?

Same guy forged all four names.

Mmm-hmm.
I'd bet my life on it.

No, make that my shirt.
I've bet my life too many times.

What about the signature
on this check endorsement?

...soaring crime rate,

which Police Chief Harold Brooks
admitted is the highest in the city.

Over 50 percent...

Yeah.
Definitely, same guy.

And now, let's switch
to News Central's Cindy Clark

for a live report.

This is Cindy Clark,
reporting from downtown

where a bizarre scene
is taking place.

Across the street,
a shockingly graphic billboard

which questions the propriety...

Oh, man.

...of the newly-approved
Hamilton Plaza project.

Here, inside the offices of prime
contractor, Lawton Enterprises,

total confusion.

Please!
May I have your attention?

I beg you.

With me is notorious
graffiti artist, Lobo,

who claims responsibility.

Yeah, that's right. I want the
whole world to know the truth.

And that is?

Andrew Lawton is driving
poor and innocent people

like my grandmother
from their homes.

He doesn't care if she
ends up in the gutter.

All he cares about is money.

What do you have to say
about that, Mr. Lawton?

Oops. Got to run now, folks,
but stay tuned.

I ain't finished yet.

Come here.
Come here, kid!

Around that way!

Mr. Lawton, what is
your response to all this?

Well, Cindy, as you know,
I have nothing to hide.

But what you're seeing here today
is the work of a juvenile delinquent

who has nothing better to do
with his life than deface property

and crucify innocent people.

You're saying Lobo's
charges aren't true?

Friends of yours?

Yes and no.

Thanks, Mo.

Well, naturally,
there are some tenants

who for whatever reason failed
to make proper arrangements...

Anytime.

Hello.

Hey, MacGyver.

Hey, nice art show.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Listen, man,
I want to turn myself in,

but I want you to go with me.

Where are you?

I'll be at
my grandma's apartment.

There's some new evidence
you got to see, man.

Okay. You all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
Just come quick, all right?

All right.

Attaboy, Lobo.
Now you're learnin'.

Lobo?

Lobo?

Put it down.

Where's Lobo?

He's waitin' for you.

Now, move.

Sorry, MacGyver.

I didn't have a choice.

It's all right, Lobo.

At least now we know
who we're dealin' with.

Right, Ferris?

That's very good, MacGyver.

I'm impressed.

Stroud was workin'
for Ferris all along.

Yeah, I know.

Ferris was Kasanti's
secret partner.

How'd you find out?

Your endorsement on the
checks Kasanti was writing

to your shadow corporation,

Lord Jim Properties.

Tie him up.

You went 50-50 with Kasanti
years ago, didn't you, Ferris?

Man had to do something
with all the money

the landlords were paying him
to look the other way.

Well, I told you, it's very hard
living on a civil servant's salary.

And what about Kasanti?

Well, he was afraid you had
enough on him to put him in jail,

and he was willing to
hold up on the deal.

So you killed the dude?

If you can't stand the heat,
get out of the kitchen.

Know what I mean?

Get the car.

This is not your, uh,
standard demolition device,

but, uh, it's effective
nonetheless.

Let's go.

It don't look that big.

No, it's just a trigger.

If the nitrates
in that barrel go off,

the whole building will blow.

What are you doing?

These ties are made of plastic.

They've got a low melting point.

Come on.

How much time we got?

Well, enough time to defuse it.

Yeah, well, how about a vote?
I say we run like hell.

Dang.

Dang?

Hey, they're getting away!

- Here, hold that.
- What, are you kidding?

Whoa!

With me is Andrew Lawton,
the developer of Hamilton Plaza.

Mr. Lawton, are you saying
the project is on hold?

Only until the final plans
have been revised

to include brand-new housing
for current residents,

the vital need for which has
been so eloquently expressed

by Mr. MacGyver
on behalf of Gloria Diaz.

Gloria Diaz, the proud widow

whose fight to retain her
simple home with all its memories

touched the heart
of an entire city.

I believe you have something
to ask Mrs. Diaz?

Indeed I do.

Mrs. Diaz,

out of the ashes of this and
other buildings will soon rise

beautiful, new,
affordable housing.

And in honor of your role
in bringing this moment about,

I invite you to be the first
new tenant to move in.

Sure.

As long as you pay
for the moving men.

You are Mei Jan's friend?

- MacGyver.
- I'm Tan Yee.

The shipment's in the warehouse.

Yeah, Globe Wide, this is Lee.

Tan Yee has made contact
with an American.

They're in the warehouse.

Deal with him.

"Made in Korea." Ha!

All this came from Camp Zero.
A forced labor prison in China.

Yeah, I know.

I got a lot of friends there,
other students.

They're being starved and tortured
so the fascists in Beijing can get rich.

Uh, Mei Jan said you
smuggled out a videotape?

I hid it over here.

It's been magnetically coded.
Can you unscramble it?

Yeah, no problem.
What's on it?

The truth about Camp Zero.

A girl sent there
smuggled in a camera.

She got this out before the guards
discovered what she was up to,

and executed her.

Big trouble.

No kidding.

Wait here.

Hold it right there.

That's far enough.

We've got to get out of here.

Don't let them get the tape.

Give me the tape.

Hand it over. Now!

Get on!

You might want to cover up.

That's our way out.

Uh, they won't be following.

I guess you could say
I gave them a free tune-up.

Name's MacGyver.

Yeah, I'm, uh, Sam.

Hey, Sam, thanks for your help.

What were you doing
back there, anyway?

Uh, working. I'm a stringer.

- A photojournalist.
- Ah.

MacGyver!

I was so worried.
I was gonna...

Mei Jan, a couple of guys
showed up.

Tan Yee?

He didn't make it.

I'm sorry.

Uh...

He did give me this
to give to you.

He's a friend of yours?

He helped me out.

Uh, Sam, Mei Jan.

- Hi.
- Thank you, Sam.

I don't know what this is all about,
but you're welcome.

Please, come inside.

We searched Tan Yee.

All we got was a phone number.

Then the American has the tape.

We must move quickly.

Put the crates
back on the freighter.

Hide the body along with it.

Leave nothing.

China has 1,000 Laogai,

forced labor prisons
holding millions of people,

most of them political.

Camp Zero's the biggest.

We heard that the students
arrested in Tiananmen Square

were being sent there
as slave labor.

So you think the stuff in those
crates was made at Camp Zero?

Hopefully, we can prove that.

Yeah, but it's illegal to import
anything made with convict labor.

I mean, how would they
get it past customs?

There's a ring
of import companies.

They route the shipments through
Hong Kong and Korea to confuse customs.

All right, got it.

That's Lin Yi and Su Min!

They were in Tiananmen Square
when the soldiers attacked.

Don't the Chinese deny using
student protestors as slave labor?

Yeah.

This should shoot some holes
in their story.

I must fax Beijing and let them
know that we have the tape.

And also about Tan Yee.

So, photojournalist,

what's the story
at the warehouse?

Well, I was following
those two goons,

hoping they'd lead me
to a guy named Chung.

But, instead,
they led me to you.

Who's Chung?

Chung Tai Shan.

Look.

That's him there in the middle.

He owns a big Asian import
company called Globe Wide.

Yeah, why are you after him?

Well, 10 years ago,
he was Colonel Chung,

in the Red Chinese Army.

I want to expose him
as a murderer.

Why, you got proof?

I saw him.

I was only nine at the time,

but I'll never forget that face.

Ten years is a long time, Sam.

He killed my mother.

Mom was a photojournalist.

She was working on a story about
the democratic movement in China.

We were staying in a
small village near Beijing.

One night there was a meeting.

The soldiers came.

Mom made me hide.

Stop!

You are a spy!
Kneel! Down!

Shot resisting arrest.

That's the official story.

How'd you know that?

Um...

Uh, I knew a woman.

She was killed in China.

What was your mom's name?

Katherine.

She thought it sounded stuffy.
She liked to be called...

- Kate.
- Yeah.

Kate Malloy.

You knew her?

I... Yeah.

Yeah, we were friends.

Close friends?

Well...

I mean, it was a long time ago,
it was 20 years.

Mom gave me this.

It's got a couple
of pictures in it.

One's of her.

She said the other one's
my father.

It is you, isn't it?

You're my father.

Pete.

It's too late, MacGyver.
The warehouse is cleaned out.

Terrific. Terrific.

But we still have
the tape on Camp Zero.

Mei Jan, I'm sorry,

but if we don't present solid
evidence to the state department,

that the Chinese have been
smuggling banned goods into the U.S.,

those trade talks
are going on as scheduled.

Then Tan Yee died for nothing?

Chung's very efficient.

Oh, uh, Sam,
this is Pete Thornton.

He works for
the Phoenix Foundation.

- Hi.
- Sam.

Are you a friend of MacGyver's?

Uh, actually, I'm a relative.

A what?

MacGyver?

It's a long story, Pete.

Uh, the guys who killed your friend
work for a company called Globe Wide.

The owner's name is Chung.

All right, I'll check it out
right away.

- MacGyver?
- Pete...

W-Why don't we
look inside? Come on.

This is the debris.

MacGyver, I thought your grandfather
Harry was your last living relative.

Yeah, me too.

Well then, what line
of the family is Sam from?

I guess you could say
he's from my side.

He's my son.

Your what?

He's my son, Pete.

I, uh... I knew his
mother a long time ago.

Like I said, it's a long story.

Yeah, I bet it is.

Your son?

You're a father!

Imagine that.

Yeah.

Yeah, imagine that.

Oh, man.

Pete, I swear to you,
the crates were here.

You can still see the
dust patterns they left.

Well, MacGyver, are you finding anything?

Well, maybe, Pete.

There's a beetle here

that might help us determine
where the crates were from.

Yeah, how?

A forensic entomologist.

Oh, yeah.

Well, we happen to have
one of those at Phoenix.

Dr. Fleck.

Well, do you want
to get him working on it?

See if he can find out
where this little guy is from?

Sure.

Oh, and have him run
a spectrograph on this.

Yeah!

Steel smelted in China would
have a high ratio of iron isotopes.

Yeah, sure.

Well, I'll let you know
as soon I get something.

Well, he's a chip
off the old block, isn't he?

Yeah.

You know, Pete, I don't know
if I'm ready for this.

- You mean being a father?
- Yeah.

Well, as one father to another,
let me tell you something.

You're never ready.
I mean, it's like life.

You take what comes
and make the best of it.

And you're pretty good at that.

And after the soldiers left,

I spent the night
crying my eyes out.

Next morning,
I hiked to Beijing.

Wait a minute,
you were nine years old

and you hiked through Red China?

Yeah. I always could
take care of myself.

Mom said it runs in the family.

Anyway, a couple of Mom's reporter
friends brought me back to the States,

and since Mom had no
relatives left, they took care of me,

until I was old enough
to make it on my own.

Why didn't you try to find me?

All I had was the picture
from this locket.

And Mom died before
she even told me your name.

You remember her.

Tough lady to forget.

Yeah.

This is the last time
we were together.

After we graduated, uh, she
went to cover a story in Brazil.

Why didn't she tell me?

Well, Mom said
you moved around a lot,

helping people
all over the world.

And she said that she'd introduce us
when we'd both grown up.

She knew me pretty well.

Yeah.

She told me one time you
were both like discoverers.

That most people could be happy
living in one place all their lives,

but the two of you could only
be happy if you were on the road

to somewhere else.

She said that runs
in the family, too.

Sam...

I know.

She loved you, too.

I transmitted your description
of the American to Beijing.

They believe it was this man.

- Yes, that's him.
- MacGyver.

He works for
the Phoenix Foundation.

Champion of so-called
human rights causes.

Beijing says that he is an
active sympathizer with a group

of student anarchists
led by this girl.

If MacGyver gave her the tape,
she will use it to destroy

the trade talks
with the United States.

We must stop her.

How can we find her?

This phone number you found
on Tan Yee.

What's that?

It's a fax machine.

Probably one of
the student underground lines.

Should be easy to trace.

Tofu? Wheat germ?

Don't you have anything
that's even a little bad for you?

Harry used to say eating
healthy never hurt anybody.

Who's Harry?

He was your great-grandfather.

Oh.

I think you would have
liked him.

Here.

That's all right.

I'll have some toast.

You got any bread?

Yeah.

Here.

So...

Sam.

Samuel.

How'd your mom
come up with that?

Well, actually, my real name's Sean.
Sam's a nickname.

Sean A. Malloy.

S-A-M, Sam. Get it?

Yeah.

What about the "A"?

Uh... That's my middle name.

Let me guess.

Angus.

Yeah. Mom loved it.

Yeah, I know.

I'm not too crazy
about it, though.

I know the feeling.

- Yeah?
- MacGyver, it's Pete.

I've got some info.

Dr. Fleck identified
that beetle you found.

It's called a
metallic wood borer.

How do you like that?

And it's native to only one
region in south central China.

- Hunan province.
- Exactly.

And that is where
Camp Zero is located.

Oh, and Sam was right.

The spectrograph test on
that engine part you gave me

detected a high ratio
of iron isotopes.

That metal was
definitely smelted in China.

Listen, with this and the tape,

I think we have enough
to go to the state department.

At least the secretary's
gonna have to listen.

- Well, what about Chung?
- Well, I checked out his company,

and, uh, it seems legit.

But there's very little
personal data on Chung.

He seems to stay
pretty much to himself.

- I did get his address.
- What is it?

Uh, 54 Oakwood Estates.

You know, even if
he is the front man

for this smuggling pipeline
we've got here,

we don't have enough
to go after him.

Yeah, I know, Pete.

How soon can we get
to the state department?

Well, I've already made
an appointment.

Listen, Mei Jan is over at
the student underground office

and she has the tape.

I need for you to go over there,
pick her up, and bring her over here.

All right. Will do.

What are you doing with that?

Maybe you don't have enough
to go after Chung. But I do.

Not with that, you don't.

It's all Chung needed.

Let me understand
something then.

You're actually planning to
go out and take a human life?

- Well the law can't touch him.
- So what?

You're the judge,
jury and executioner?

He was.

I saw him put a gun to her head.

- I want justice.
- All right, hold it right there.

Murder is not justice.

The killing
has got to stop with us.

We should be telling ourselves we're
good enough to solve our problems

without taking human life.

The killing has got to stop, Sam.

Now right now that's a choice
you've got to make.

What do you know?

My first father-son lecture.

Yeah.

How was it?

Kind of hard to take.

But not bad.

I still can't believe
you're really his son.

Yeah, I know.

Isn't it wonderful, MacGyver?

You know, now that I think about it,
there is a resemblance.

Get her feet!

Shut up!

Help!

- Hold on to her!
- Get the door!

Once we're outside U.S. water,
the shipment goes overboard.

Along with
our dead revolutionary.

We set sail in a half hour.
Stay here. Guard the girl.

Yeah, thanks. I've got it.

A computer check
just turned up a freighter

under contract
to Chung's company.

It sails for Hong Kong
from Pier 16 this afternoon.

- All right. I'll check it out.
- I'm gonna go with you.

I don't think so.
There could be some trouble.

Look, we just found out
you're my father, okay.

That's father, not boss.
I've been on my own a long time.

And I'm old enough to vote.
I'm old enough to fight for my country,

not to mention the fact that I am
a professional photojournalist

and I'm looking at one
hell of a story. So back off.

I'm going with you.

- Pete...
- Nope. Sorry.

I make it a point never to get
involved in family arguments.

Thanks.

Ah, what do you know?

My first son-father lecture.

How was it?

Kind of hard to take.

But okay.

Got any idea how
we're gonna get aboard?

Well, I guess we ride.

What's wrong?

I'm a little afraid of heights.

That's funny,
they don't bother me.

You got that from your mother.

He's guarding something.

Wait here.

Mei Jan!

MacGyver!

Oh, thank God!

Come on, we got to go.

Wait! The crates from the
warehouse are in the hold!

We got to get to a phone.

Sam, look out!

Dad!

No!

It appears we will have
more burials at sea to perform.

Careful.

Your arm's broken.

Ow!

You scared me, man.

- How long have I been out?
- Just a few minutes.

Where's Mei Jan?

They took her up to the bridge.

- Ow!
- Hold still.

Where'd you learn
how to do that?

I don't know.

Just kind of made sense.

Huh.

I should have listened to you.

Going after Chung
was stupid, and...

Hey, we all make mistakes.

Yeah, some mistake.
Look at the fix I got us into.

You've got to learn to be
more optimistic.

Look at all the options.

All the doors are locked.

You can't climb.

I only see one option.

The captain says
we're clear to cast off.

Excellent.

You see,
you accomplished nothing.

When the United States
renews our trade status,

there will be
an economic boom in China.

As for your slave labor...

Perhaps instead of being
executed for treason,

you will be sent to Camp Zero
along with your student friends.

They will need help
keeping up with the demand.

Hey, we can tear these crates apart
and use them to make a ladder.

No. That'd take too long.

Yeah, you're right.

Wish we could just sprout wings.

Yeah.

Maybe we can.

We can?

How?

Water pressure?

Yeah.

Three thousand pounds
of thrust ought to do it.

Uh, there any seatbelts left
in that crate?

Yeah, lots.

Rig up a couple
of harnesses for us.

Hey...

Might need that.

Cool.

Let's hustle, huh?

We can use these for
frames for the harnesses.

Perfect.

Mom said you're pretty
good at getting out of jams.

I hope she was right.

So do I.

You sure about this?

Your great-grandfather used to say,
"Only fools are sure of anything.

A wise man
keeps on guessing."

You're right.

- I would've liked him.
- Yeah.

Hook me up!

When the pressure redlines,
we hit the nozzles.

Okay!

Oh, man!

Now!

What about Mei Jan?

We've got to get her
off the bridge.

Hey, wait.

How about a small mutiny?

That's a good idea.

Cut the top off that.

Good.

- You got a match?
- Yeah.

Good man.

Stop!

Chung!

Drop your gun!

No.

Mei Jan, don't.

No!

This is for Tan Yee.

Mei Jan, put the gun down.

Don't you see?

This is all that people
like him understand.

That's his way.

Not yours.

Not ours.

Don't you see?
If you kill him,

then Tan Yee's death
really was for nothing.

It has to stop with us.

It has to.

Hey.

Your mom would be proud.

- Hi, Mr. Thornton.
- Sam.

Well, are you guys
all packed for your trip?

Just finished.

Oh, uh, MacGyver, the Phoenix
board asked me to give you this.

Pete.

It's an offer of a new contract,
and it's very generous.

I think you ought to look at it.

We've been through
this before, Pete.

Sam and I have got a little
catching up to do.

Well I--I told them
I didn't think you'd go for it.

You know, I can't even
imagine what it's gonna be like

without you around here.

Well, it was bound to happen.

Things change.

Not always.

Good things don't.

Don't you ever change, MacGyver.

Don't you either, Pete.

Well, uh, can I expect you to
drop in once in a while anyway?

Count on it, my friend.

Sam.

Take care of your old man,
will you?

You can count on it.

So, uh,

where to?

Somewhere else.

This is Richard Dean Anderson.

On behalf of all of us
at MacGyver,

I'd like to thank you,
our audience,

for seven great seasons.

It is written,

"Another stranger
will follow the first.

A resourceful man.

He is drawn to this
abomination and to our destiny.

He will come from the sky,

out of the West."

- Mac!
- Jack.

You're okay?

You came for me!

Thank God.
You're all right?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Nothing's broken?

No, I'm fine.

- Oh, great, now I can break your neck!
- Hey, hey, hey, amigo!

- What's got into you?
- You!

You and your constant hustles,
that's what's gotten into me.

Who have you been talking to?

I'm here on a legit
Phoenix mission.

Pete must've told you that.

Oh, yeah, he told me all right.

What I can't figure
is how you conned

Pete and the entire
Phoenix board

into underwriting
this scheme of yours.

Scheme?
Who said it was a scheme?

I did. Just now.
Didn't you hear me?

I know you, Jack!

Well, that hurts.

That really hurts.

I had research, facts, figures.

No, no.

You conned a roomful
of aging bureaucrats

into thinking they could tack
80 years onto their golf game.

The fountain of youth.
Give me a break.

Boy, have you ever
become the cynic?

All right, all right,
wait a minute.

Let me explain
something to you, okay?

This valley is
part of Kabulstan,

a very hostile third world country
that does not like strangers.

Now this scheme of yours,
whatever it is,

is not worth the risk.

Mac, the military dictatorship
of Kabulstan

doesn't even care
about this area.

This is Ammukash valley.

A real life Shangri-la.

Hey! Ho!

This is me you're talking to.

Mac, your old pal.

I don't buy into that stuff.

Now, what is the scam?

Looking for a twitch?

Just answer the question.

I found out there's this spring.

There really is
a fountain of youth.

It's the water
that keeps 'em young.

The water, amigo.

See? No twitch.
I'm not lyin'.

We're leaving here.
You know that, Jack.

The helicopter's gonna be
here in four hours.

Perfect.

Plenty of time to get
on down there

and get some samples
of the magic agua.

Hey! I said we're leaving!

Mac, I seek only
to serve mankind.

You're looking
at the next Louis Pasteur,

Jonas Salk, Casimir Funk.

Casimir Funk?

Yeah, he invented
the vitamin pill.

Look, Phoenix put up the
expedition money. We're here.

What's to stop us from
tripping on down to the spring,

scooping up a couple of gallons
for analysis and we're on our way.

Uh, uh, eh...

Oh, oh, that's just
dust or something.

Mac, there's something
in the water

that makes people live longer.

We got to take back samples.

You're up to something more
than the betterment of mankind,

I know it.
Deep inside, I know it!

We've got four hours.

It's a nice place.

You come.
You enjoy.

We get the water.
We're gone.

Trust me.

Please.

Please. Please.

It's a beautiful place.

Come on!

Mukti, my lovely,
you're right on time.

On time for what?

Mukti, meet MacGyver,
an old buddy of mine.

You are also from America?

- Yeah.
- How exciting.

Will the mir see me?

We're running out of time.
We got to leave in four hours.

Life is perfect.

Three times Baba refused
you an audience.

And just moments ago,
he said, "Yes."

All right! Let's go, Mac,
you're my lucky charm.

No, wait a minute!

What's going on here?

We have an agreement.

Sample the water
and we're gone, remember?

Check.
We got to get permission.

What permission?

Well, you see, the water
comes from a special spring,

and the mir hasn't been
too cooperative

about giving me access
to the place.

Fact is, he--he wouldn't
even see me until today.

I knew there was a hitch!

- I knew it!
- No hitch.

Mukti here has been putting on
a full court press to lobby the mir.

- She's got us an audience, right?
- Yes.

See? No problemo.

Once I get eyeball to
eyeball with his highness...

Well, you know me, Mac.

The man with the golden tongue.

Uh-huh.

Be at the crash site on time,
or I'm leaving without you.

Uh, Mr. MacGyver,
you--you cannot leave.

The mir wishes to see you also.

How does he even know I'm here?

Baba knows all.
Please, come.

You heard the lady.
You're wanted.

And why should I be wanted?

Hey, who knows?

This is a mystical place.

You got to go with the flow.

Well, for me,
the flow is that way.

Hey, Mac, you want to
guess how old Mukti is?

No.

She's 42 years old.

For mankind, compadre.

So Dalton tells me the Kabulstanis
leave you alone pretty much.

It is true.

We have never considered
ourselves part of Kabulstan.

We are the people of Ammukash.

What about their military?

They have no presence here.

We govern ourselves.

We have since the dawn of time.

I have a magazine from America.

I have dreamed of going
there since I was a child.

It's a long way from Ammukash.

So Dalton tells me.

He says, though,
it will not take us long

in his flying air machine.

Excuse me.

Us?

He is taking me with you.

Dalton says I will be
of continuing help

in his longevity project.

He assures me it will be
a great boon to mankind.

Here. Jack?

This woman is a vital part
of my presentation.

- What presentation?
- To the Phoenix board.

She's living proof
that the water works.

Yes, I'm sure she is.

You think I'm still snowing you.

But you'll see, Mac.

You'll see.

Wow.

Baba,

this is the friend I made at
the site of the fallen airship.

And another who followed him.

Their names are
Dalton and MacGyver.

They want permission to gather
water from the Eternal Spring.

And why do you want this water?

I'll level with you, sir.

Obviously the stuff
is pretty powerful.

I mean, look at these people.

They're what, 125,

150?

Old!

Very old.

And...

Uh...

And?

Uh...

Well, I--I...

I, uh...

Well, I...
We, uh...

Uh...

I think what Mr. Dalton
is trying to say

is that we'd like to take some
water back with us to study.

Analyze it.

He thinks
it makes you live longer.

Have you been told
that it is forbidden

to visit that part
of our valley?

Where the
Eternal Spring emerges?

Yes, Baba.
I told them.

But Dalton wants
to go there anyway.

He is certain
the water is purer there.

"More of a jolt," in his words.

You may go.

Mukti will take you there.

- You all right?
- Oh, yeah.

- You did well, Dalton.
- I did, didn't I?

Yes.

You truly are the man
with the golden tongue.

Did I ask him about the rights?

Rights? What rights?

Uh, uh, Phoenix business.

I'll, uh...
I'll get them later.

Is something wrong, MacGyver?

Oh, not yet.

But I can feel it coming.

The one called MacGyver
appears hesitant.

Have faith.

He will solve our problem.

It is written.

Oh, this stuff is so strong I can
feel it working on the way down!

Twenty years from now,

I'll be just as fresh
and sweet as I am today!

Toss me those cans, Mac.

This is crazy.

You just don't think young, Mac.
Think young.

"Drink young. Be young."

What a slogan.

Slogan?

Uh... Mukti, uh,
h-how old is Baba?

167.

What'd I tell you, Mac?
Incredible, huh?

He was 36 when your Abraham Lincoln
was elected president.

That's kind of hard to believe.

What was that?

The devil's rumbling.

It is the reason that Baba has
made this a forbidden place.

Just because the ground rumbled?

That, and also because some
who have ventured this way

have not returned.

The water!
It never stops flowing.

The spring is eternal!

Oh, come on, this must be
some kind of a joke, huh?

I--I used to gather
water here every day,

and never have I seen it stop.

A million years
the magic water runs.

I get one taste of it, and the
big guy shuts off the service!

Jack!

It stopped too fast
to be natural.

Well, we can still get samples.
Fill up those cans, quick.

You know,
maybe it's being diverted.

How could that be?

Well, a strong pump could
send it in any direction.

But why?
Who would want to do that?

Try 100 million people.

Not counting Beverly Hills.

Where are you going?

To find the pump.

But many people
have disappeared.

And Baba only granted us
permission to go to the spring.

I think Baba will understand.

The water stopped
at the perfect time.

There are no accidents, Ram.

This man is strong
of will and mind.

He is the one.

Come, Dalton.

Hey, wait for me.

Hey, these things are heavy.

Give me a hand, Mac.

Hey, Mac.

No.

She must accompany him.

What is it?

It's a pump house.

Kabulstani soldiers in our valley.

What are they doing here?

Well, they're using the water
for something.

More soldiers!

Fire!
They mustn't get away.

Spare the girl.

The Holy Man!
Do not shoot!

Baba, no!
Get away!

Baba!

Baba, no! Baba! Baba!

Fire!

They're getting away.

They won't go far.

Why do you wish
the girl to be spared?

She could be of some value.

Yes, sir.

Now, find them.

Yes, sir.

Careful.

Slowly.

Yeah, great. Here.

My meditation cave.

We have lost much
to these soldiers.

Barbarians. Killers.

Now do you understand

why I decreed
this area forbidden?

Well, not exactly,
but I'm sure I will.

You have my permission
to continue your quest.

All right, the others will
get you back to the temple.

You will need help.

Take Mukti and your friend
with you.

What?

Where?

Hey, I can get everything we came
for without leaving the neighborhood.

I left three cans
down by the spring.

MacGyver is enlightened.

He understands.

Go now, quickly.

It is unthinkable for me
to go with them now.

It is my place
to be here with you.

No. No.

It is a minor wound.

Ram will attend me.

You must go.

There is much you must learn
of the way of others

before your journey is complete.

Go. Go now.

Go.

What is this?

You're the one that's so
hot to meet the chopper.

Well, that's changed now.

You're getting us
involved in trouble, Mac.

Oh, that's kind of a switch,
isn't it?

I'm talking
big trouble. Mac!

Mac!

The secret of long life
down there waiting to be had,

and I'm up here
about to get killed.

I must be losing it.

What are we doing here?

That pump house is diverting
the water somewhere.

Oh, of course.
Hurry, Mac.

Your rescue choppers
run strictly on schedule.

Come on.

What we're looking for
is in that mountain.

I'm not going in that mountain.
Let's get out of here.

Jack!

Here, give me your high,
hard one.

Hey!

Mac.

Holy Toledo!

What is it?

It's a Calutron.

It's a heavy water plant.

What is that?

Big trouble.

You want to make an H-bomb,
you build a heavy water plant.

What do these H-bombs do?

Kill people.

Just one will wipe out a
city the size of New York.

Why would the Kabulstanis
want such a fearful device?

Power, greed.

Insanity.

Welcome to our world.

That's Dr. Liang.

You know that dude?

Yeah.

Liang's a Chinese
H-bomb scientist.

He probably brought
the Calutron.

You think the U.N.
knows about this?

I doubt it.

I'd testify,
but they'd never believe me.

- Let's go.
- No.

We're gonna need proof.

Wait here.
I'll be right back.

I hate it when he says that.
I hate it!

You wait here, love.
I'll be back in a second.

- Where's Jack?
- He went below.

What?

I got more water.
Enough to take tests.

How'd you do?

I will take those.

Search them!

You should've stayed
in the valley.

You never should've come back.

A contract.

"Be Young Products
and Jack Dalton.

For commercial
water rights."

A very transparent cover-up

for your spy operation,
gentlemen.

The Phoenix Foundation.

That confirms it.

You are American spies.

Take them away!

You lied to me, Jack.

Never! About what?

"Be Young Products,"
that's what.

Now cut the baloney.
What's going on?

Be Young Products has
agreed to pay me $200,000

if I get the exclusive rights.

To what?

A bottling plant in Ammukash.

Oh, man.

"Drink Be Young Water.

From the Eternal Spring
of Ammukash."

But they wanted samples first.

This is why you enlisted
my help, Dalton?

I was gonna cut you in on it,
Mukti.

You're living proof
the stuff works.

You were gonna make a
fortune doing commercials.

"I drink Be Young
and look half my age."

That is why you wanted me
to go to America?

To do commercials?

Hey, Jack,
give me the test tube.

What test tube?

The one you held back.

I know you, remember?

Hey, come on, would you rather stick
around here and be executed, is that it?

Come on, come on.

Boy,

can't even keep one
lousy test tube of water.

Mukti, can I borrow your scarf?

What are you doing?

These wires control the door.

Next time it opens,
it should short out the lock.

And if we're lucky,

this will hold the door shut,

as if it is locked.

What did you find on them?

Papers from
the Phoenix Foundation

and some worthless
test tubes of water.

What of the videotape missing
from the surveillance room?

Did not find it.

Hey, just the guys I want to see!

My company, Be Young Products,
is prepared to cut your government in.

- Forty cents on the bottle.
- Shut up, you imbecile.

We know you are American spies.

Where is the videotape
you stole?

I can beat the truth out of him.

No need.

Your bravery will be of no
help to your government.

Organize a firing squad

and execute them.

Yes, sir.

When you die, what you
know of our secret plant

will die with you.

You saved my life once.

Unfortunately,
I cannot do the same for you.

Then you have
not changed, Samad.

Oh, but I have.

I have gained great knowledge.

I see only that you have

learned to exploit
our people and our land.

It is evil knowledge,

applied by tyrants
and madmen alone.

No, Mukti.

It is power.

The exercise of power
transcends evil.

Who's that guy?

My twin brother.

Whoa! Twin?

Well, this fits in the promotion perfectly!
The two of you, side by side,

with the water, without the water,
in a photo session.

Jack!

Didn't you hear what she
said about the exploitation

of her people and the land?

I'm not like that. So what's
the story on your brother?

He killed an elder in a dispute.

He--He was a--a violent
child, always angry.

The people of the valley
wanted him punished by death.

I pleaded for his life.

The mir showed mercy and had him
banished from Ammukash forever.

All right.

Chopper's on its way.
Let's get those water samples.

Will you stop?

They have escaped!
Follow me.

The only way out is
through the tunnel.

Jack, grab an end.

They must not leave this valley.

You two, that way.
Follow me.

All right,
take Mukti to the cave.

I'm gonna try and put their plan
on hold for a while.

And if I don't make it back,

that tape has got to
make it to the U.N.

- And you're trusting me?
- Yeah.

- What a switch.
- Yeah.

All right.

- Baba!
- Baba!

The chopper's here, Mukti.
We better make tracks.

I am not going with you.

My place is here in Ammukash

You and Dalton, in his own way,

have helped me
to journey to the truth.

Of things beyond the valley

and inside of myself.

We would have made a great team.

You chose well.

I only hope that good can come
from Dalton's plan for our water.

I trust that plan
will change, Mukti.

Hold it, Mac.

What are you doing?

I can't promote
a bottling plant here.

It'd create a media circus.

Con men and two-bit
developers would converge

like buzzards
on a fresh road kill.

You don't mess
with perfection, Mac.

Bad karma.