Original subtitles

Previously on MacGyver...

Can I help you?

I'm a friend of MacGyver's.

Is he home?

Boze, that's not my friend.

: Put the phone down, Wilt.

MacGYVER: Where is he?

Get down!

Mac! What the hell is going on?!

You see him?

Who the hell are you?

RILEY: I wanted to tell you,

but they would've sent me back to prison.

So, you lied to me, too.

And Mac's been lying to me for years.

He's supposed to be my best friend.

He's still your friend.

You've all been lying to me.

Why should I believe you now?

Hey, man, you talking to me yet?

I've always told you everything. I'm just sorry you didn't feel

you could do the same. It was just protocol.

Protocol?!

A man showed up at my house with a gun

and you gonna talk to me about protocol?!

And then, this man who wants to kill you,

he tells me I don't know you at all.

Boze... That everything you ever

told me was a lie.

And you know the worst part?

I know this lunatic killer was telling the truth,

while my best friend... lied.

♪

Mr. Bozer, the purpose

of this meeting is to determine

if you are a security threat to the United States.

Security threat? Me? Securi...

I'm not even an empty threat.

Are you kidding me?!

Mac, come on, back me up here.

Look, Bozer, it's just standard practice in cases

like this to do this...

Standard practice?!

And who are you?

Yesterday you was my friend, today it's like I don't

even know you. Mr. Bozer, if you could

sit back down.

We'll start by reviewing

your employment history. You know what?

I been here long enough.

I'm going home, okay?

Have your people call my people

and, uh, we'll get something on the books.

Great. John Cena

works here, too.

Look, I know my rights.

Okay? You can't keep me here forever.

Technically, we can.

Can I talk to you outside?

Look, I know you have a job to do...

We have a job to do.

Right.

We have a job to do

and while we are doing that job,

we can't treat Bozer like he's some suspect.

Unfortunately, Mac,

he's been exposed to confidential intelligence,

which makes him a national security threat.

No. No, he isn't.

He's my friend.

I'd rather quit the Phoenix today

than see him treated like he did something wrong.

♪

Yeah, but why's Thornton got to go all DEFCON One?

I was a civilian once.

I found out about you guys.

None of this happened to me.

Oh, no, you're different.

Patti let you in on our little secret,

because you have a specific skill set.

We're using you.

Yeah, whatever, Jack.

So, you're saying just because.

Bozer can't hack the Pentagon

his only options are witness protection

or a black site?

I'm not gonna let it come to that.

JACK: No, no, wait.

Hold on, don't tell me.

Let me guess what it is this time. Uh...

Chinese separatist,

city of Madrid,

with the candlestick. I thought we agreed

not to use any Clue references during our briefings.

I would never agree to something like that.

Milton Bradley was an American hero.

What kind of trouble are we looking at?

Actually, we're gonna stop the trouble

before it begins.

Larger agencies

like the CIA, NSA are

busy reacting

to ISIS and Al Qaeda,

Phoenix will use its

off-the-books invisibility

to be proactive,

going after the next ISIS before it becomes ISIS.

Which brings us to...

Latvian terror cell, Dieva Roka.

Responsible for three attacks in Latvia in the last month.

They currently have fewer than 50 members,

but they're stepping up recruitment in a big way.

So, I'm guessing this is our chance to stop the cancer

before it spreads.

Exactly.

And this is how we're gonna do it.

Janis Lapa, architect of the organization.

Janis knows all the group's members, future plans

and he just popped up in Riga

after months being off the grid.

We froze all his assets,

but his mother died last month, so...

In 18 hours, Janis has an appointment

at the Latvian National Bank

to collect his inheritance

in person, and when he does...

We'll be there to collect him.

The bank manager sold us out.

Where's Janis?

He made us.

And ran. We need to split up.

Okay, you're with me. Let's go.

If you see Diva Rickshaw,

you let me know and you duck.

We have got to stop letting you come up with code names.

Hey, I let you nix Living La Dieva Roka, didn't I?

Got him.

Yeah.

Yeah, kind of figured that. Where you at?

Uh...

I don't know. Some kind of loading dock?

Well, just have him keep trying to kill you,

and I'll follow the sound of the shots.

Okay, I'll try not to die before you get here.

MacGYVER: When we were kids, Bozer and I

first bonded over a shared love of fireworks.

But we didn't have a lot of money to buy them,

so I started building them

from scratch. Now,

we were young and dumb, and frankly,

it's a miracle I still have all my fingers, so what I'm

about to do, don't ever try at home.

JACK: Looks like you didn't need me, after all.

Yeah, Mac, we got a problem.

What?

He just sent out an S.O.S...

to every contact in his phone.

In a few minutes, this area is gonna be

swarming with terrorists.

Go find Riley.

We need to get out of Latvia now.

You okay? BOZER: No.

I'm not okay.

That's why I'm doing my Shirshasana.

It releases tension...

which you are the direct cause of, by the way.

Ordinarily, I do them in my yoga class,

but because of you, I've missed every session this week.

Quite a sacrifice you've made for your country.

Have a seat.

Look... Director Thornton,

you seem like a, a person with, uh...

feelings.

Seriously.

How long are you gonna keep me here?

If it were up to me, I'd let you leave now,

but Oversight has a few questions

about your phone records.

More than a dozen calls to China.

Yeah, that's Li Baozhai.

Li Baozhai?

She sells medical grade liquid silicone at a great price.

Medical grade silicone...

For prosthetics?

You know how no one saw

your hit man's face because he was wearing

that dope ass George Washington mask?

Who you think made the mask?

If y'all ever find it, I'm gonna want it back, by the way.

Is this where you make your prosthetics?

Yeah. Wait.

Why are they marked as evidence?

You searched my stuff?

Then I guess the secret is out.

Now you know the truth.

I go briefs.

Never boxers.

Sometimes commando, but only when it's laundry day.

Thank you...

for that imagery.

But let's just stick to your phone records.

I have a few more questions.

JACK: Seriously?! What is the speed limit

in this country? Like, six miles an hour?

Let's go.

Riley, how much longer until we get to the air strip?

Three miles.

You guys will never make it.

Yeah, thanks for the vote

of confidence there, Yanni.

My name is Janis.

Oh, wait a minute, let me think...

Mm, no, I don't care.

A cop took one of our guys three weeks ago.

You know what we did to him?

Is there any way to keep you from telling us?

No, no, that's okay.

Go ahead, tough guy, tell us.

Let us just say his memorial was a closed casket service.

Let's go!

Some of us have to get to the airport!

MacGYVER: I'd lay off the horn, Jack.

Those are his terrorist buddies searching cars.

No, by all means, keep honking.

JACK: Hey!

Come on!

How about a little courtesy reverse?!

MacGYVER: Guys, we've been made.

Now's the time to bail. Let's go. Go!

Come on, come on.

RILEY: Did we lose them?

Uh...

how do you say, "No" in Latvian?

Something tells me

that's not how you say, "No," Jar Jar.

Shut up.

They boxed us in.

They set up a perimeter.

Can you use their phones to track them?

His cell phone should've given us all their numbers.

Been trying, but Janis's text blast

ordered all of his contacts to ditch their phones

and it looks like they obeyed orders.

Hey.

We need a bird's-eye view.

Can you bring up a satellite image?

Not unless you want to wait 30 minutes

for a satellite to pass over.

Or we could make a satellite of our own.

Stay with him.

JACK: What?

Jack, I need your cell phone.

Dude, I don't have an international plan.

Jack, come on.

Just use the damn sat phone.

Sat phone's too heavy.

Just give him your phone, Jack.

Give him yours.

Well, I would if I had it on me.

I didn't bring it!

Oh, that's convenient.

You know what? I figured you'd be okay with it

since I was using the cell phone to save your life.

Well, what kind of techie

doesn't bring a phone?

So what's the plan, Mac?

When Bozer and I were kids,

he was making a movie,

and said he needed an aerial shot

to sell the scope of the scene.

So,

we took his dad's video camera

and hooked it up to a

homemade hot air balloon,

sent it into the sky.

Did it work?

I imagine it did. We never saw

the camera again, but I'm sure

the footage looked great.

Second time's the charm and all, right?

♪

Do we have picture?

RILEY: We sure do.

JACK: How you supposed to steer it?

You don't.

JACK: Seriously?

You're getting me a new phone, homie.

Uh...

Okay, they're blocking the street behind us

but the one in front of us is clear.

All right, let's go.

You're wasting your time.

You're all gonna die.

Death don't scare me.

I'll get a little cardio in beforehand.

♪

Come on!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, we're clear to the left,

but there's a patrol up ahead, I think.

You think or you know? It's kind of important.

Well, she's right. It's just hard to tell

because it's so high up.

Uh, it just popped, I think.

Okay, so no more Frogger?

I got an extra phone. You want to

dig through the trash, try again or...

You said you didn't have your phone!

I know.

Guys, start running now! Start running!

I don't think we're gonna be able to run

all the way to the airstrip.

No, but we might be able to run all the way to America.

RILEY: What?

The Embassy?

Oh, those Marines are in

for one hell of a walk-in!

Yeah and they don't know who we are.

MACGYVER: Call the Latvian embassy now!

We're coming in hot,

and we have a bit of a misunderstanding.

Drop your weapons! Drop your weapons!

Don't shoot, we're Americans!

Stop where you are!

Drop your weapons! Drop it or I will open fire!

Get me the U.S. embassy in Latvia, now!

MARINE: Halt, now! We work for the U.S. government!

Terrorists are chasing us, they're trying to kill us!

I just got the most interesting call from the Director

of National Intelligence. Who exactly are you people?

Well, that's probably classified,

but he's the front man for Dieva Roka.

He's your prisoner?

Get down! Get down!

MARINE: Open fire!

They're attacking the embassy?

How many Marines you got here?

Um, uh, you're looking at 'em.

I wish I was looking at more of 'em.

Get inside! Go! Now, now!

Mac!

Yeah, I know.

I think we got a problem.

Admiral, I understand you're

doing training exercises,

but I have operatives in a hostile environment.

I'm trading calls trying to get you a better timetable.

Trade calls faster.

The U.S. Embassy is under attack and your carrier group

is in the best position to send help.

So do it, now.

That was badass.

You a badass.

I said you could watch, but not talk.

Riley, what's your status?

Welp,

this is my first embassy siege,

and I'd say not great.

How long till help arrives?

ROBERTS: Yes, sir. We are going through

attack protocols... Dumping all classified documents

and securing all vital intelligence.

But we need ground help now.

Sit down.

Local police aren't coming.

What?

The chief blames depleted manpower.

Sounds like he's afraid of these guys.

JACK: Hey.

This place doesn't have an armory.

Latvia isn't exactly a high value target.

This is a peacetime embassy with a civilian staff.

All of our guns and ammo are out there

on that wall

with our four Marines.

Oh, great.

Will they last six hours?

'Cause that's the fastest Thornton can

get reinforcements here.

: Cairo.

Starting to feel like it.

Mm-hmm.

Cairo was this bad?

It wasn't good.

We don't talk about Cairo.

We got six hours.

We got to hold down the fort till then.

RILEY: Okay,

embassy's security is ours.

Based on my count,

we got about 14, 15 extremists.

The Marines are holding them back, but that grenade

did mad damage to the front gate.

Any good news?

I'm pretty sure I saw the ambassador

checking you out earlier.

Yeah?

Oh, yeah.

You know, 'cause I kind of felt like she was a little bit.

Yeah.

Nah, dude, she's super married.

I just couldn't think of any good news.

Oh, yeah.

JANIS: You know...

there is an easy way to end this.

Let me go and all of your problems go with me.

Everyone can go home to their families.

Alive.

You're obviously unfamiliar with the U.S. policy of never

negotiating with total turd balls.

You heard the ambassador...

These are civilians, not soldiers.

They're going to get slaughtered.

And it will be all your fault.

Your missing teeth are about to be my fault,

if you don't shut up.

Look.

I'm sorry this happened.

But all that matters now

is staying alive for the next six hours

until help arrives. In order to do that,

we're gonna have to fortify the embassy.

It's the only way to keep these guys...

Or... we could just hand over your prisoner.

I mean, that's why they're out there.

Right? We can't put a man like Janis

back on the streets.

In just one month,

attacks that he orchestrated killed 37 people.

With Janis in custody,

we can rip Dieva Roka out from the roots

before this group

grows into an army.

He's the key to saving hundreds,

if not thousands, of innocent lives.

My wife

is eight months pregnant.

And right now, all I'm worried about

is getting home to see her and...

If you listen to me,

I will get you home.

All of you.

That's a promise.

But I can't do it alone.

I need your help.

Everyone's help.

So...

who's with me?

We're all with you.

Just tell us what you need.

Thank you.

Okay, let's get to work.

Get it.

Down! Down! Down!

Hey. Yeah?

Hey, uh,

not to rain on your parade,

but those guys out there are shooting AK-47s.

I'm aware.

So, even the heaviest door in the world

can't hold up to that kind of firepower.

We're gonna need something thicker.

: You're right.

I said something thicker.

ROBERTS: What is he doing?

He's doing his thing.

MacGYVER: Look, I'll be the first to admit...

Physics can be boring, but

when it allows you to calculate how many sheets

of eight by 11 printer paper you'd need to

stop a bullet fired at you?

It gets a lot less boring.

Okay, to be fair,

I'm making some estimates,

but let's say a slug fired

from an AK-47 has a mass of eight grams

and a speed of 780 meters per second.

Factoring in slug size and paper density,

I can determine drag force, or in layman's terms:

how much a single sheet of paper slows a bullet down.

Then, using the work-energy principle,

I can calculate the distance this drag force

would have to work to drop

that bullet's kinetic energy to zero.

Or, put another way, to stop it entirely.

Eight inches of paper.

That's all we need

to stop a bullet. How many reams

of paper do you have in the building?

Uh, I don't know. A lot.

Perfect. Get it all.

And every book you have.

Okay, I'll take it.

You know, your friends

are going to die in this embassy, Riley.

But

you don't have to.

If you help me escape, I can guarantee your safety.

But if you wait until my friends get in...

You hear?

They will get in.

And you will die like everyone else.

Cool, I get it, so...

you think I'm the weak link.

That you can scare me into doing what my friends won't.

I think you are smart enough to read the situation.

Oh, I am.

But you aren't.

I don't scare easily.

And you're wrong about your pals, too.

Am I?

You're in a U.S. embassy saying God-knows-what

to a bunch of American operatives.

You're tainted now.

In prison, we call that a narc.

Someone who has cooperated with five-O.

Hmm. That's how they see you now.

If I was one of your terrorist friends,

I'd be a little concerned about what you've given up.

Nothing. I have given up nothing.

Right.

See, I know that, and you know that.

But do they know that?

They're not attacking the embassy

to save you, Janis.

They're attacking the embassy to kill you.

Hey, hey, careful with the hammer.

I don't need you breaking any fingers.

I've swung a hammer before, Jack.

Not since everything went sideways with Bozer.

Don't tell me you're not distracted.

Hey, look, I get it.

I do. You two grew up together.

I am worried about him, too, you know.

I just keep thinking about every time

he almost figured it out.

It's better that he didn't, believe me.

You know what they say...

Ignorance is how you stay alive.

I think the phrase ends with "bliss."

Don't matter how it ends.

I know it's what kept him above ground

all these years.

Yeah, at what price?

Me betraying my best friend?

Uh, despite being offended, thinking I was your best friend,

I will say this... "betrayal" is a harsh word.

You've done right by Bozer.

You didn't follow protocol and keep your distance.

Because he's a good friend, and you love him. Huh?

That's the thing about you, Mac,

you got a big heart.

And deep down inside, Bozer knows that.

He just needs a little time to clear his head, that's all.

I never even considered what it would be like

the first time somebody figured it out.

I mean, family,

future girlfriend, wife, kids?

What does this job mean?

That I can't tell anybody anything?

That I got to lie to the people

I care about most?

Unfortunately, yeah.

That's the price you pay when you're in this line of work.

Hey, you can lie, or you can tell the truth,

and jeopardize the security of your loved ones.

Either way, it's not that safe.

That's the reason every one of my relationships

ends up imploding.

The lies, the not being available.

It's not that easy just to duck out of the room

every time the phone rings, you know what I mean?

You hear that?

The Marines aren't shooting in bursts. Yeah.

They're firing in single shots.

They're running out of ammo. They're trying to conserve.

Once they dry up, that front gate's gonna fall.

You know that.

We need to find a way to fortify it,

get those Marines inside.

All right.

Good, truck's still there.

We can use it to strike through the gate.

That's an awesome plan, I'm glad to be a part of it,

but how are we supposed to get to that truck?

It's a lead shower out there,

and you don't have an umbrella.

Same way the Greeks would have.

A two-man phalanx.

A two.

Hey, uh, Ambassador, can I get you to gather

your people again?

I have another big favor to ask of you.

Would you mind taking off your Kevlar and handing it to me?

You want us to take off the one thing

that's going to save our lives?

Look, I know everyone's scared,

but these Marines have been outside

risking their lives to protect us.

Now it's our time to protect them.

And you think giving you our vests

will do that?

I know they will.

Let's do it.

Well, the good news is it's working so far.

Yeah, so far. We need to pick up the pace.

All right.

Let's go, let's go! Double time!

Go.

All right, get in behind us, Marines,

we're falling back.

Take cover!

Go, go, go, boys, get inside!

All right, move it! Inside!

Let's go, guys!

All the windows and doors

are secure. JACK: The Marines are safe.

First floor is definitely hardened.

How much time we have left on the clock?

Uh, four hours.

That's pushing it, but we should be able

to hold 'em off till reinforcements arrive.

Guys, big problem.

This is a live sat feed.

Look what's two blocks away and headed right for us.

MacGYVER: We need to get to the second floor now.

(windows shattering, gunfire continuing)

We have an updated ETA on reinforcements?

Really hoping it's right away.

I'm counting 20 guys outside.

We have to destroy this intel before they reach the building.

All right.

Still think your friends are trying to save you?

Hey, you.

Hey, weird guy.

Look, I don't want to die, huh?

I can help. Please.

Let me help.

I thought I told you to shut up, Janet.

Nobody wants to hear from you.

I mean, it's not

like we couldn't use an extra set of hands.

That's a double negative.

And you know how I feel about trusting terrorists.

Yes, but look around.

Everyone's tired. They're slowing down.

All the windows up here are still vulnerable.

We can use all the help we can get.

Yeah, okay, all right.

Okay, Sergeant,

get him out of here.

You're gonna help us fortify this place.

JACK: Stay down!

Those guys definitely bought their ammo in bulk.

JACK: Mac, what are you thinking?

MacGYVER: Time to get proactive.

JACK: Stay behind the safe.

All right? ROBERTS: Yeah.

That was a present from the Latvian prime minister.

Well, uh, I won't tell him if you won't.

We're looking for cleaning supplies.

Grab everything.

♪

Yeah!

Almond Roca on the run, son!

I'm not entirely sure their retreat is our doing.

Well, that's all right. We'll take credit for it anyway.

I need an AM/FM radio and somebody who speaks Latvian.

Here.

Yeah, right there, what's he say?

"Our reinforcements have proven too strong for them."

(man continues speaking Latvian over radio)

They've been ordered to fall back.

JACK: Yeah.

I like the sound of that.

(man speaking Latvian over radio)

And wait for reinforcements.

34 Dieva Roca soldiers

will be coming here in under two hours.

JACK: Riley?

How much longer till our guys get here?

Three hours.

ROBERTS: Just, um, can you please

just keep her away from the TV?

I don't want her to see any of this.

I love you, too.

Yeah, can you put her on?

Hi, sweetie!

You got, you got an A in spelling.

I'm so proud of you.

Why don't you ask Daddy to put it up on the fridge?

You know, with your little flower magnet?

Mommy has to work really late tonight,

but I'm gonna try so hard

to come home and tuck you in.

Okay?

I'm gonna try really, really hard.

: Hey.

You want to say it,

or should I?

We'll never be able to repel these guys for an hour.

No.

You know it.

And I know it.

Everyone in here knows it.

Yeah, and that's what sucks.

When I joined Delta, before I shipped out,

I organized a Dalton family reunion.

Invited everybody.

I told them I loved them and...

explained to them why I was going to fight.

And I...

got my affairs in order, I made a will...

You made a will?

Yeah, will.

But all you own is your two cars

and the the complete works of Bruce Willis

on DVD.

You're missing the point.

I've made conscious choice to put my life on the line

for my country.

And so have you.

But these people,

they didn't sign up for this.

MacGYVER: Jack's right.

They didn't sign up for this.

This was all my doing.

My choices brought us here.

Just like my choices

brought an assassin to my home. Bozer's home.

It's not a great feeling,

knowing your decisions have endangered people

on both sides of the globe.

I don't know how to stop a government agency

from ruining Bozer's life.

But I think I've just figured out

how to stop the men outside from ending the lives

of everyone in this embassy.

I have an idea.

Actually, it's your idea.

I don't remember having an idea.

The whole Jack Dalton family reunion thing.

Let's say it inspired an idea.

It's a little crazy, but I think it might work.

All your ideas are crazy, man.

Lay it on me.

We're never gonna keep these guys out of the embassy.

So let's invite them in.

RILEY: Mac, I'm still a little fuzzy

on how dish soap is gonna help us move that.

Because it changes the coefficient

: Of friction.

I know it may not be

readily apparent how rearranging furniture

is gonna save everyone in the embassy,

But sometimes you got to look stupid to do something smart.

Bozer taught me that.

Anyone who's ever roasted marshmallows

knows that sugar's flammable.

But combine sugar with a few extra ingredients,

bring to a boil,

then let cool, and you've got yourself a malleable putty

that doesn't just burn,

it explodes.

You wanted to help?

Here's your chance.

Call your friends.

Say this and only this.

All of our lives depend on it.

Especially yours.

MacGYVER: He's saying something else, shut it down!

Son of a bitch!

You just screwed us over, didn't you?

Not quite.

Oh, I put him on a delay

and cancelled his call before he went off-script.

Call me crazy, but I never trusted this guy.

They're at the front door. They're gonna breach.

Ready? Yeah.

(walkie-talkie clicks, Mac grunts)

: No.

Oh, no, no, no.

Correct if I'm wrong, but wasn't that supposed to go kaboom?

Yes!

I need bullets.

Last one, stud.

Make it count.

They're looking for new way up.

Yeah.

Not good.

You need to find cover, Jack.

No, I'll race you.

(men coughing and speaking Latvian)

JACK: It worked, we got them trapped.

MacGYVER: Yeah, but it's not over yet.

Okay, Riley, everybody out!

Let's go!

Come on, come on!

Ready to get out of here? Let's do it.

Let's go.

Let's go, everyone into the vehicles.

Had a blast, Jimbo. Get him in there, Marine.

MARINE: Let's move it, get in quick.

JACK: Listen to them. You kept your promise.

Thank you.

Be sure to leave me a postcard

from whatever hole we dump you in.

(men yelling Latvian in the distance)

♪

♪

Mac!

You had me scared for a minute.

You still mad at me?

Oh, no, I'm still hella mad.

I'm just glad you're alive.

Look,

of all the mistakes I've made...

and I've made a lot of them,

the one I regret the most is lying to you.

You're my best friend.

And I never meant for any of...

Just to clarify,

being mad at you is like being mad at a puppy

for chewing your favorite kicks.

Especially since I know

this puppy was just trying to protect me.

It's all good, Mac.

In fact, I'm actually proud of you.

You're proud of me?

Yeah, I always knew you could do more with your life

than just work at some think tank.

And obviously, I was right.

Nice.

So, I had a talk with Thornton.

Uh-oh.

The good kind or the...

The kind where she's gonna let you go home.

Today.

Ooh.

But there is one condition.

We want you to work at the Phoenix Foundation.

Work with us.

Work with me.

This was Thornton's idea?

It was mine.

So you want me to be a secret agent?

Globetrotting across the world?

Putting my life on the line to make sure this country's safe

for all the...

men, women, and chil... Well,

actually, it's gonna be more of an entry level position.

I love you, Mac,

but I am not getting your coffee.

That'd be great because I do love your coffee,

but these right here are a lot

better.

Thornton's really impressed with these prosthetics.

And I bragged about your mad science skills.

So you nerded me out?

Thanks.

Hey, those skills are what got you a position in our lab.

It's like our old science class, but,

like, a million times cooler.

So I won't be in the field?

Well,

not at first.

It'll happen eventually.

Oh! Thank God, man.

Yeah, I was just trying to be macho,

but danger is so not my middle name.

♪

So you'll consider the position then?

Yeah, I'll consider it.

Since clearly it means I'll have to put

my budding film career on hold.

Okay.

I'm in.

Let's do this.

Welcome to the Phoenix Foundation.

Man, chicks are gonna be all over this spy thing.

Yeah, but you can't tell them.

Remember? ♪ My blood runs...

Captioning sponsored by CBS.

Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org