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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.

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.

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.

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.