All language subtitles for MacGyver.2016.S05E10.720p.WEB.h264-GGWP

It wasn't my father,
but Freddie Mercury

and David Bowie

who warned about the dangers
of cracking under pressure.

I keep it in the back
of my mind on every op.

While pressure can be
a destructive interaction,

one hundred miles below
the Earth's upper mantle,

it combines with heat
to create something beautiful.

Something strong.

Something that I really hope
I can replicate...

in my kitchen.

Hey!

Hey.

Dolo Boze!

Just in time. Come on in.

Close the door.
Oh, what the...?

Yeah, it's a chemical vapor
deposition system.

I just spent the last
15 hours sucking air

out of its vacuum chamber,
and then I added hydrogen

to grow carbon seeds,
atom by atom. Isn't that cool?

I'm not sure.
Why are you smiling like that?

You inhale something?

Actually,
that's entirely possible.

But that is not why
I called you over here today.

Wilt.

Angus.

For months, it's been like

Desi and I have been caught
in this tug-of-war

between how we feel
about each other and our jobs.

We're on, we're off,
we're on, we're off,

but things have been
great lately.

Really great,
so I decided...

...to...

Ooh.

To make...

Mac,

that's a...

That's a diamond.
Yeah.

I'm gonna ask Desi to marry me.

Oh...Unexpected?

I know. I know,
but...

That's what I like
about it, you know?

Ever since I lost
my dad and Jack,

I've been thinking
about the bigger picture,

and a commitment
to make things work is exactly

what Desi and I need.

A grand, romantic gesture.

Huh?

Come here, man.

Come here.
Congratulations.

Okay.

I'm happy for you.
Well, thanks, man.

It was, um,
super important to me

that you were
the first one to know.

So, when are you
popping the question?

When...

I wonder who that could be.

She wants us
at Phoenix.

Hey, um, when you propose,
consider skipping the part

about how you made
the rock yourself.

Okay. Whatever you say.
Okay.

All right.
All right.

Man's getting married.

Whoa. Taylor.

Love what you've done with the place.
Oh, good.

You're here.
What is all of this stuff?

These are
documents and files

confiscated from Codex's bunker
in Montana.

I, uh... I can process it
more efficiently

if I have it all spread out
ahead of me.

You know? That way, I can see
the-the bigger picture at once.

Cool, but why?
And where's Matty?

Um, just, uh,
tape those up there

on the wall for me,
would you, darling?

Uh, Matty. Yes, of course.
I'm getting ahead of myself. Ah!

Matty, you're on with the team.

Hey, all, I'm out of town

handling some
unfinished business,

but something's come up and it
can't wait for me to get back.

For weeks, Phoenix has been
working around the clock

to decipher a message
sent by whoever

is pulling the strings at Codex

to all of its cell leaders.

The worldwide wake-up call.

Exactly right.
And just this morning

I managed to crack their code.

Except, unfortunately...

It was a code within a code?
Well, that sucks.

Yes. Donkeys.

The message is
comprised of variations

of the astronomical symbol

for Earth, which Codex
has used in the past.

But these little buggers,

I've never seen them before.

Hence all the stuff
from their bunker.

You're looking for past uses

of these characters
to crack the code. Yeah.

Yes, and while we work
to solve the message,

we do have another
actionable lead

about where the message
was sent from.

Mexico City.

Yes, specifically,

Plaza Loreto.

That message
could've been sent

from any one of those buildings.

Could that be the location
of Codex's new headquarters?

Well, that's one theory,
but the bottom line is

we just don't know,
and we must find out

before whatever it is
they're plotting is executed.

Bozer, I want you working
with Taylor to crack the code.

Mac, Riley, Desi,

you're wheels up to Mexico City.

All right, comms check.

One, two.

Loud and clear.

Riles?
Good to go.

All right.

Hi, guys.

All right, Boze.
Hey, uh, Riley?

Matty wanted me to run
one last thing by you.

What's up?

Okay, look, I'm gonna tell
you something that I really,

really shouldn't be
telling anyone,

but I'm gonna do it anyway,

because I don't know
when it's gonna happen

and I think
you deserve a heads-up.

Okay.

It has to do with
that thing we agreed

never to speak about again.

About Mac.

East side of the plaza is clear.
How's everyone else?

West side clear.

No matches to any known
Codex associates

or anyone with a connection
to a Codex associate.

Riley, if you get a match,
call it out.

We'll follow on satellite
as you tail them

back to where the message
was sent from.

Got it.

Copy.

Copy that.

Russ, any luck
cracking what it says?

Not yet.

The message certainly looks
like Codex's language,

but we can't find any evidence
of these specific characters

in any of their communications.

Is it possible that they've
evolved their symbology

since Phoenix raided
their bunker?

Hello?

Matty? Des?

Anyone? Hello?

I'm sorry.

Your friends cannot come
to the phone right now.

Anyone else hear that?

Don't be shy, Angus.

Admit it.

Admit...

you missed me.

Murdoc?

The one and only.

How are you on our comms?
Phoenix locked you up.

Clearly not well enough.

Now pay attention.

I want you to imagine yourself
like the avatar in a video game,

only doing precisely what the
player controlling you demands.

Remove your comms earpiece
or tell anybody else

that this is happening

and thousands
of innocent people...

die.

Good boy.

What people?

Well, you're gonna have to earn

that information.

No, I don't buy it.
I think you found a way

to hack our comms
from halfway around the world,

but you don't have
anybody in danger.

Angus, I am disappointed.

You should know me
better than that by now.

Mac.

Matty said something's up
with your comms. You good?

Careful, old pal.

Their lives are
in your hands, so...

so you want to play?

Yeah, sorry.

They're on the fritz,
but everything else is fine.

Okay. Good.

Matty, you copy?
Riley's checking

for intentional
interference.

That was a close one.

What do you want?

And ding, ding, ding,

ladies and gentlemen,

Angus MacGyver
has joined the game.

Welcome to level one.

You have 30 minutes

to get to the skyscraper
at the corner

of Avenida Presidente
y Sevilla or...

...the innocents die.

What the hell?

That's on the other side
of the city.

Then you better get moving.

What's on the other side
of the city?

The clock starts...

...now.

Mac!

Okay.

Ditched my phone.
But this is impossible.

There's no direct path
to the skyscraper.

Well, you didn't think
I'd set the difficulty level

at easy, did you?

A car couldn't make it there
in 30 minutes.

That's the amount of time
you have.

I wouldn't waste it

complaining about the rules.

Whoa! That was close one.

No one-ups here.

You lose your health points,
it's game over.

How can you still see me?

I'm right behind you.

Say cheese.

What do you mean, he just took off?
I don't know,

he was acting weird, he was
talking to himself out loud

like the parrot guy
on Venice Beach,

and then he grabbed
my map and ran.

He didn't tell you
where he was going?

Something about the other
side of the city.

I don't have his location.

His comms and GPS locator
went off-line.

If he wasn't talking
to one of us,

who was he talking to?

Riles, show me
the best angle

you have of Mac
before he scarpered.

Yeah, you got it.

But the CCTV
doesn't have any audio.

It doesn't matter. Just
play it back at half-speed.

You're reading his lips.

"Rich

naked people.
How's it going, Ron?"

Yes, that's definitely it,
isn't it?

Lipreading isn't

solely about the mouth, Boze.

Different sounds are produced
by similar shapes,

which is why analyzing subtle
facial clues is so important.

Riles, just play that again,

would you?

"Murdoc.

How are you on our comms?"

Someone

hacked our comms?

How is that possible?

If it's possible,
it can't be Murdoc

because he's in our black site.

Right?

Right here.

An anomaly
in the comm systems log

from three months ago.

Since then,
the hacker's

been snooping
on our network traffic,

mapping its protocols...

then launched
an evil twin attack.

That's one
of those computer things

with a scary-sounding name

that's actually really boring,
right?

It means they haven't been
on our comms network.

We're on theirs.

Setting...
setting me up to fail.

I can't make it.

Just tell me
what you really want.

You know, I have learned
so much about Phoenix,

eavesdropping on your cute
little convos in the field.

Secrets you don't even know

about each other.

No. You're just trying

to distract me.
It's not gonna work.

For example, did you know

that Matilda and Russel
recently ran an op

with Elliot Mason,

behind your back?

They would never trust Mason.

Oh, but they did.

And Matilda even trusted
Riley and Bozer

to keep the secret.

Riley.

Yes?

We need a little time
to figure out

how to explain to Mac

that we are working
with Mason, so

do me a favor and keep it
between us right now.

Copy that.

So did she explain it to you?

Or did she look you in the eye
the next day

and say nothing at all?

And then every day after that.

Just like she hid your father's
connection to Phoenix

for all those years.

Uh-uh-uh.
I'm taking two minutes

off your time
for using a cheat code.

Ah.

There you are.

There was an incident

at the black site
three months ago.

Murdoc escaped.

The FBI launched a manhunt,

but they didn't loop us in.

He hacked our systems,

faked the wake-up call message
which lured Mac

to Mexico City...

That's why these symbols
don't mean anything.

He was just

imitating Codex's language!

Riley, any luck on the comms?

Can't kick off Murdoc.

But I may have found

a way to reopen
the channel to Mac.

I just got a text
from a random number

with Mexico's country code,
saying

"Skyscraper NE."

Well, that has to be Mac.

He can't talk to us,
so he texted.

Well, NE could be northeast.

That's the direction
he ran off in.

It's also the direction of
the city's commercial district.

Full of tall buildings.

Any recent police reports

or other unusual activities
connected to them?

A worker reported a break-in
last night

at the Torre de Klinda.

Police pulled security footage

and found images of...

Matty?

Matty, what is it?
I know how Murdoc escaped

the black site.

Riley, Desi, get
to that building

right now.

I made it. I did it, now...

let the people go.

Mac.

Can you hear me?
Riley?

Thank God.

She re-linked to your comms.
We're on our way to you.

Hey.
Hey, Murdoc has been listening

to everything
that we've been saying.

He said I need to make it

to the skyscraper...

Mac, we know.

Don't talk, just listen.

Murdoc isn't alone.

He's not alone?

Apologies, Ms. Webber.

"In life, a man must
commit himself

"and paint his own portrait,

out of which
there is nothing."

Jean-Paul Sartre.

Andrews?

Surprise team-up!

No way you saw

that one coming, am I right?

But how?

And why the hell?

You see, Mr. MacGyver,

everyone carries a shadow.

And the less it is embodied

in the individual's
conscious life,

the blacker, denser,
it becomes.

You awakened my shadow.

Not to mention
it's just plain fun.

See, the
general and I

got together so we could
all play this game...

...designed to push
Phoenix to its limits

and then rip you apart.

Matty,

Murdoc told me
that you and Taylor

brought Mason in on an op,

but it's okay.

I'm sure you had your reasons

for keeping it from me,

but we're not gonna
let him divide us.

So confident,

Mr. MacGyver,

but I suppose

engineers have to be.

Like the brilliant minds

that erected
this magnificent tower.

Built on a fault line,

no less.

How?

Earthquake proofing.

Either rollers in the foundation

or a seismic damper hung
from the roof to counteract

the movements from earthquakes.

He's so smart.

But here's a question.
Just... hypothetically,

if someone

happened to take
control of the damper,

instead of using it to prevent
damage from earthquakes...

They could cause one.

No.

Everybody back!

Welcome to level two.

The Mexican National
Seismic Network registered

a 5.8 magnitude quake

localized to the building.

Emergency services
are responding

to an explosion of 911 calls:

broken gas lines, fires,

flooding.
We're heading up

an emergency stairwell

that starts
in the parking garage.

Should we help with evacuations?

No, the locals are on it.
Your responsibility

should be shutting down
the seismic damper.

Don't forget
the part about

how the building's structural
integrity has been compromised

and how one more
Magnitude Murdoc

could bring
the whole thing down.

I mean, come on,
that's my favorite part.

We may not be able to mute him,

but we can still
ditch our comms.

No, that may be

exactly what he wants

and I'm not leaving you
in the field blind.

You sure about that one, boss?

Just be aware that
he's tracking your locations

and listening to every word,

you're saying.
Ooh!

Here's an idea.
I mean, I'm just spitballing,

but what if la policia
cuts power to the building?

We spoke about this;

arrogance is

failure's favorite companion.

Yeah, well...

Cutting the power won't work.

Earthquakes down power lines, so

the damper has
its own dedicated source.

Aw, shucks.

I really thought we were
onto something there, Boy Scout.

Why would Eric Andrews
involve himself with this?

Don't know.

He and Murdoc have been
behind our systems for a while,

putting the fear
of Codex into us.
Murdoc I get.

He's a psychopath

who's wanted Mac dead for years.

But Andrews? He's...
he's calculated and disciplined

and could've just slipped away.

Hi, Wilt.

It's almost our
five-year friendiversary.

Which means
I would never lie to you.

Unlike your new pal Russel.

Ooh!

You would not believe

the secret he's keeping.

What's he talking about?

He's just trying to get
into your head.

Don't let him.

Okay. Got to find
the emergency stairwell

for the next 30 floors.

It's locked.

'Cause Murdoc didn't just hijack
the seismic damper.

He-he owned
the entire building--

he locked the floors
from here to the top.

All right.
Hold on, everybody, back up.

No, Desi, no...

Heat-strengthened,
laminated glass.

We got to find something
exceptionally hot or sharp

to weaken it
against low-velocity bullets.

And the only thing
that I have up here

are cigarette butts
and chewed gum.

And rocks.

The other door!
What?

We're trapped.

If I guessed it
will you tell me?

Just... focus on the mission.

Do not let Murdoc distract you.
Course not.

But you have to
have some idea

what secret he's talking about.

Bozer...

I operate a covert
spy organization

with personnel at
multiple levels of clearance.

Technically,
I've lied to you four--

no, five times
this morning.

Like when you said
you liked my shirt

or something bigger than that?

I love your shirt.

Six.
Hmm?

Could it be?

MacGyver the Magnificent,
stumped by little old me?

No. I don't believe it.

Trust me, Angus,

there is always a way.

You know,
every word you speak

is another punch to
the face when I see you.

I see why you like her, Mac.

She's a firecracker.

A real diamond in the rough.

Anyway, while we have
some downtime...

You know that cute
little thing you guys do,

how you tap
your comms earpieces

to power them on and off?

Well, I made some tweaks

so now we can
power them on remotely.

And I learned the most
interesting thing

during Wilt and Riley's sidebar
over at Phoenix earlier.

Ring...

...a bell?
No, no, no, no, no, no...

What? What is it?
Bad.

Very bad.
Just use your words, man.

Look, whatever lie you told me,
I guarantee this is worse.

Like a hundred million
times worse.

Angus, I believe there's

a question that you had
for Desi.

Why not ask now?

I mean, it's probably not
how you imagined it,

but you can't beat that view,
man.

Shut up.

Hey, whatever he's talking
about, just ignore it.

It's showtime.

Okay, look, I'm gonna
tell you something

that I really, really shouldn't
be telling anyone,

but I'm gonna do it anyway
because I don't know

when it's gonna happen, and I
think you deserve a heads-up.

Okay.

It has to do with that
thing we agreed never

to speak about again;
about Mac.

You know what,
I'm just gonna fast-forward.

Yada-yada-yada.

Okay, now,

here is... my favorite part.

You want me to say it out loud?

Fine. Yes.

I had feelings for Mac.

There, I said it.

And, yeah, watching him
and Desi together

was breaking my heart.

So I moved out of his house.

Should have said something
to him a long time ago,

but I didn't,
and now it's over.

For good.

Guys, look...
Riley, don't.

Angus, who you gonna
give the rose to?

It's such a tough choice.

Look, Desi...
Hey, just stay in focus.

Okay, we all need to
stay focused.

I think I'm on Team Riley.

The point is, the next thing
you're gonna hear

on that recording...

We're not doing this, okay.

We're not letting them
manipulate us.

Yeah, good call.

Uh-oh, Matty, three of
your agents broke the rules.

That means three times
the punishment.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa. Why do
you have that?

Riley, laptop battery.
Yeah. Yeah.

Okay...

So this isn't quite
how I imagined

getting down on one knee today,

but remember what I said
about pressure?

It can be a destructive force,

unleashed by suddenly
ripping the lid off

of your most carefully
guarded secrets.

Desi, gun. Now!

Or shooting a lithium ion
battery at point blank range.

Go! Go.

Controls are sabotaged.

Murdoc and Andrews
must have jumped ship,

leaving the building
to rip itself apart.

If this giant earthquake
ball thingy is still swinging,

why isn't the building shaking?

It is. Probably 20 or 30 feet
off of its center.

But we can't feel
its lateral deflection

this close to the source.

Like an... eye of the storm
kind of thing.

So what now?

Okay, we can, um...

We can focus a stream of gas
supercharged with oxygen,

and make a plasma torch,

cutting those
and releasing the ball, and then

we can talk about
everything else later?

Okay.

The fire department is reporting
cracks starting to form

in the foundation.
No, no, no.

They give it 20 minutes

before the building starts
to come down.

Taylor...

Taylor.

I'm on the phone, darling.

Is it just me, or
do those look like symbols

from the wake-up call
message we intercepted?

Where... in Codex's bunker

did this document come from?

Leland and Gwen's residences.

But if the characters
are real...

Then so is the message.

Written in variations
of their code language

used by their leadership.

You were right.
But we're missing something.

Hey, fellas, uh
sorry to interrupt,

but I am on the edge
of my seat dying to find out.

Wilt, did Russel ever
bare his soul

and confess his sins?

I hope so, because
I haven't seen you

get along this well
with someone

since your ex-GF.

Right. I am muting this man.

The secret has to do
with Leanna?

No. I want to hear it.

You tell me or he does.

Russel, last chance.

Leanna was on an
undercover CIA op.

She was killed.

Sorry.

Everybody out.
I need a clean space.

How long ago was she killed?

Does her family know?

If this wake-up
call message

really did come from Codex,

we were on the verge
of discovering something

really big in Mexico City.

Everything that Murdoc
and Andrews are telling us

is just a distraction.
Why wouldn't you tell me?

Taylor, answer me.
I was in love with her.

Leanna was...

well, she was killed
six months ago.

Six months?

You might want to get back.

As soon as I cut this one,

this thing's gonna
come down hard.

Did I hit anything?

Shot came from two o'clock.

Beretta, 20-round mag.

Mac, keep doing your thing.

We'll handle
Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.

Look, I didn't tell you

because I was trying
to protect you.

Protect me?
I made an assessment

that you couldn't
handle the news without it

distracting your work.
It'’s not up to you
to decide that.

Unfortunately, it is.

Do you know who killed her?

No.

Your assessment was wrong.

I could've handled it.

If that is true, ignore
everything you're feeling

right now and consider this.

Why did Murdoc choose
this moment

to tell you about Leanna, hmm?

Because he is trying
to deter us

from deciphering
this message,

whatever it is,
whatever it says.

It is that important.

So help me.

Help me before
it's too late.

Prove me wrong.

Oh, ladies....

18... 19...

twenty!

Neat trick.

It's a polygraphic
substitution cipher.

How many unique characters
did you solve for?

Fourteen. Is it enough to translate

the wake-up call message?

Well, hopefully enough
to get close

and then we'll
fill in the blanks.

Whoa, darling!

Oh, hi.

Come here.

Okay.

They did it, guys.

The area around them
stopped shaking.

Right. Let's see what
mysteries will be revealed.

It's an IP address
with the log-in credentials.

To access a server
at Plaza Loreto, Mexico City.

A server hosting what?

Looks like it's some kind
of online forum

for Codex cell leaders.

The comms hack and earthquake
ball was a distraction

to stop us from breaking up
an evil Zoom meeting?

Don't... Wait, wait, wait...

That's my cue!

Stop, please, everyone.
Stop.

Can I have my chain back,
please?

Apologies for cutting
the foreplay short,

but we have a...
prior commitment

that requires our attention.

Now, Riles...

here.

There you go.
Desiree.

Secure yourselves to the nearest
something or other. Come on.

Nice and tight, ladies.

No cheating.

And through it goes.

Ladies, gentlemen,

thank you, thank you
for joining me.

Earlier this year,
you lost a battle

to our common enemy,
the Phoenix Foundation.

Months of hiding in the shadows
has left your organization

fragmented and weak.

Your leader Leland

has been killed.

However, sometimes,
by losing the battle

you find a new way
to win the war.

You must elect someone
to replace Leland,

someone who has the discipline
to beat those

who oppose you.

Someone like me.

Oh, hell no.

I don't expect you
to take my word for it.

So, as proof of my abilities
and resources,

I have arranged for you

to watch me achieve retribution

on your behalf.

My offer is simple.

I kill Phoenix front man

Angus MacGyver,

nephew of Titan,

who thwarted your grand plans,

and then...

This isn't a meeting.

...I have your support.

This is an election.

Murdoc and Andrews
timed it to kill Mac

and then seize Codex's throne.

All right.

Into the spotlight, hero.

Hey, Wilt, check out

the new combo move I learned.

Come here.

Arrow up,

arrow down.

X, Y, A.

Nope.

Finish him.

We're just supposed
to stand here

and watch Mac get killed?

Well, that's the idea.

Come on!

Mac!

"Life is uncertain.

Death is certain."

Buddha.

What a cool gizmo, Angus.

And how perfectly poetic
to finally

put you down

with one of your own inventions.

I have to admit,

you've meant a lot to me
over the years.

My truly only worthy companion.

Do you remember that time that
I broke into your house and then

you shot me
off the deck with that

high-pressured wine bottle gun?

I mean, uh,
that was cray-cray.

Or, uh, when we went
on our cross-country road trip

away from Helman?

To be honest...

...I'm gonna miss you, pal.

Know what they say.

It's better to have loved
and murdered

than to never have...

Ah!

You okay?
Yeah.

Mac, behind you.
What...?

It was his idea.

Genius move, Double-O-Boze.

I wasn't gonna lose
anyone else today.

Mac, look...

Y-You don't have to say

anything if you don't
want to, really.

I want to.

Last year, in Germany,
I-I realized I was starting

to have feelings for you.

Real feelings.

I didn't want to make anything
weird between you and Desi,

and... I didn't want to mess
up our work or our friendship,

and so I decided to bury it
until the feelings passed.

Emotions aren't a science.

You can't control them.

Um, hey.

I had... plans for us,

and Murdoc ruined them.

Forget about Murdoc.

Actually,
let's just pretend

that the last 24 hours
never happened.

Okay? That he never
got in our ears,

or our heads.

Clean slate, okay?

Okay. Clean slate.

Look, Mac, just do whatever
you feel is right.

Good job. Today you thwarted
Andrews's election coup.

And I couldn't be prouder
of all of you.

General Ma at the
helm of Codex?

I don't even want to imagine

what that would look like.

Well, we don't have to.

Law enforcement agencies
all around the world

are currently apprehending
cell leaders as we speak.

They will soon be joining
Andrews and Murdoc

in a deep, dark hole.

So does this mean
Codex is gone?

For good?

Consider them off the board.

So where's the champagne?

It's on its way,

but first, I would like
to say something.

I didn't know Leanna,

but from what I hear,
she was a first-class operative

and an even better person.

Doing this job
is hard.

We...

I...

often have to choose
between two difficult options.

I won't always choose
the right one,

but I promise...

...that I will always do
what I think

is best for this team.

Bozer.

From the bottom of my heart...

...I'm sorry.

And Bozer, please know

you're not the only one
mourning her.

"A diamond looking rough
for a diamond in the rough."

That's awful.
I can't start with a joke.

Especially if it's not
even a good one.

Mac.

Everything okay?

I can't just pretend the last
24 hours didn't just happen.

They did, so I got to ask,
did it work?

Did what work?

Hiding your emotions
and letting them pass.

Did they go away?

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