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Previously on MacGyver... Take this,

and then make sure
you bring it back to me.

Get down!

What the hell is going on?

And who is this guy wearing
my George Washington mask?

Stay. I still don't know your name.

Murdoc. Dad!

Daddy has to make a quick stop.

Hello?

Jill.

Heard you been looking for me.

Jill.

Someone told me
you're back in town.

I really do hope
we can see each other.

I can't believe
you still have this thing.

Frankly, I can't believe
you're still living here.

Hello, MacGyver.

We really got to go
through the motions?

We both know how this
is gonna end, okay?

No matter how many blows
you land,

I'm gonna pull out my gun, and
you'll do exactly what I say.

How about we just
skip to that part, huh?

Okay!

Any chance I could
get a glass of water?

If you're gonna kill me,
do it now. Don't drag it out.

Kill you? I'm not here
to kill you, MacGyver.

I'm here
'cause I need your help.

So I guess that's a no
on the water, huh?

See, my son Cassian
was kidnapped.

Yeah.
One of the members

of my failed little
Collective took him.

Thought you killed all of them.

Oh, I tried.
But wouldn't you know?

The one guy whose ticket
I didn't punch nabs my kid.

I should have
started with him, hmm?

Is this filtered?

Are we here to talk about
my water or your son?

Cassian's kidnapper
is a guy named Benjamin Liu.

Liu's former Chinese
secret police.

Very dangerous.
He's very violent.

The things I used
to respect about him.

Anyhoo, Liu's ransom demand
just came in.

$5 million, or Cassian dies.

You have $5 million.
Why not pay the ransom?

Paying him
won't bring Cassian home.

This isn't about money.

Liu is trying to lure me out
so he can execute me.

Then go save your son.
You're more than capable.

Thanks for the compliment,
Boy Scout.

But, see, I went to do
that very thing yesterday,

and it turns out Liu is keeping
Cassian in a place

that might as well
be a fortress.

You are the magic key that's
gonna unlock all the doors.

No, I'm not.

This is about Jill, isn't it?

I knew my killing her

was gonna be
a sticking point for you.

But we are talking about
an innocent child, MacGyver.

You really gonna let
a ten.

You see? Knew you were gonna be
on the fence about this.

I appreciate
your position.

It's a toughie.

But you see, MacGyver,
I care about you so much

that I went ahead
and made it a lot easier

for you to make your decision.

I knew that would help you
change your mind.

You get the text from Mac,
too? That's why I'm here.

So he calls a meeting,
then doesn't show up?

Hola, amigos.

Where's Mac?

He just texted me
to meet him in the war room.

What, he's not here yet?

This is weird. I am calling him.

Went right to voice mail.

Well, that's got to be
him right there.

Nobody has
this number but us.

Hey, what's up, man?

Mac.

Hey, guys. Sorry, I got
to leave town for a while.

I got to go do something
with someone.

What's going on, dude?

"Someone"? Come on, MacGyver.

I'm not just someone.

Hello, team Phoenix.

Boy, have I missed you guys.

Especially you, Bozer.

What are you doing
with that lunatic?

Now, now, now, Jack.

There's no need
for name-calling.

I was just about to get to that.

See, MacGyver and I, we're going
on a little road trip.

Just the two of us.

None of you are invited.

Murdoc's son has been kidnapped.

So I'm gonna go help him
find Cassian.

I knew you guys would be worried

when I didn't show up for work,
but trust me: I'll be fine.

But I need you guys to promise

that none of you
will come looking, okay?

No one in this room
is gonna agree to that, Mac. No way.

I promise not to kill him,
so long as you all stay

very, very far away.

But I catch so much
as a whiff of a tail

or Jack trying
to sneak up on me,

I'm gonna break that promise.
Are we clear on the rules?

I don't follow your rules, 'Doc.

Jack, do not follow me. Promise.

I'm serious.

Yeah...

Did we just enter
The Twilight Zone?

Why in the hell would he
be working with Murdoc?

The only way Mac would go
anywhere with Murdoc

is if he didn't have a choice.

What are you saying, Matty?

I'm saying that I think Murdoc

has someone
that Mac cares about.

Nasha.

Bozer. On it.

I ran a trace.
They're in Long Beach.

Long Beach. Okay, good, good.
Matty, tac team.

Hold on, Jack.

Dalton, stand down.

Hey, he's in real danger
right now, Matty.

Do you not get that?

But you heard what he said.

And we don't have
all the info yet.

Solomon said Nasha got on
a plane yesterday

headed for L.A.

Mac didn't say anything
to me about Nasha

coming to Los Angeles. That's
'cause he didn't know she was coming.

Look.

Someone mirrored Mac's phone
and was texting Nasha

pretending to be him.

Murdoc catfished Nasha.

We can't go
after MacGyver

until we've taken away
Murdoc's leverage.

You're sure this is
where Liu is keeping Cassian?

Oh, yes.

My sources were highly motivated

to tell the truth.

Said he's being held
on the first floor.

Looks municipal.
Former federal building?

Former Russian consulate.
The Russkies fled

after the Soviet Union
collapsed.

The building changed hands
for several years,

and Liu acquired it.

Okay, Boy Scout,
time to do your thing.

Dazzle me.

Well, Liu has
surveillance cameras

covering every
ground-level approach,

which means our best bet is
going to be a breach from below.

It's a consulate,
which means that

there should be
a secret escape tunnel

or a rabbit hole that diplomats
would use in case of attack.

It does, indeed. If my sources
are to be believed...

And again, they were

highly motivated
to tell me the truth...

...the tunnel's
been plugged for decades

with over seven feet
of poured concrete.

Not even you
could quietly

get us through that
with the amount of time we have.

So?

Really?

You're stumped?

Hate to say it, MacGyver,
but #disappointed.

What about the windows?

What is it?

There were guards everywhere
the other day.

Where are the guards?

I don't think walking right up
to the front gates

in full view of all these
cameras is a great idea.

Evil before beauty.

That explains it.

Double tap to the chest.

Single to the head.

That's quality work.

You smell that?

I don't smell anything.

Come on.

It's chemical.

It's probably the ammo.

That stiff just had
a recent lead transfusion.

No, it's not cordite.

It's something else.

Look, none of these men had
their weapons drawn.

Whoever did this caught
them by surprise.

He was here.

Whoever killed these
men has my son.

What?

Nothing. I just...

think I caught a little human
emotion on your face there.

Any of these dead guys Liu?

Uh, no.

Well, then,
isn't it possible that Liu

escaped with Cassian before
the shooter could get to him?

Let me see that little
knife of yours.

Wait. Chop-chop, Boy Scout.

What are you doing?

Ballistics analysis.

Hand-pressed 45 grain
hollow point.

So?

So I know who killed these men,

who has my son. Who?

My wife.

Okay, I got behind
the phone Mac used

to call the Phoenix, and I found
a ton of files, including this.

Help!

Help, please!

Son of a bitch.

Please, help!

That's why Mac
agreed to help.

Riley, can you tell
where this was recorded?

No. Metadata's been stripped.

We have no earthly idea
where Nasha is. This-this...

Hold on. I think
I got something.

That's him. 9:17 a.m.

That what time Nasha
left LAX with Murdoc.

Riley, what time did
Mac call the Phoenix?

10:49 a.m.

So taking into account
drive time,

that leaves Murdoc
roughly 45 minutes

from the moment he picked up
Nasha to stash her somewhere.

Okay, so 45 minutes means
this is our search area.

That-that-that's half
the city, including downtown.

And all we
have to go on

is that Nasha's in a room
with one cinderblock wall.

That's like every
hipster apartment

in 60 square miles. Yeah, I know, right?

Yeah, well, it's all
we've got right now,

so everybody
needs to get

their head in the game.

Now,

what do we know that can help us
to shrink that circle?

Okay, Murdoc
would need to control

the location
where he stashed Nasha.

He'd want to be close
to freeways.

And he wouldn't want
any neighbors.

I know Murdoc
is good,

but how the hell did he
set this up so fast?

Hey, I have an idea.

Why don't we sit in here
and do nothing?

Stop it.

Okay, Matty, I'm sorry, but
let's do something, anything.

Let me get out of here. Come on.

Fine. Start a grid search
at the airport

and work your way out
from there. Go.

Yeah, let's go.

Well, guess
who was right.

Five days ago,
my darling wife, Amber,

escaped from the Serbian prison
she called home.

Whatever happened
to Cassian's mom being dead?

I lied.
That really surprise you?

Only thing that surprises me
is someone agreed to marry you.

She was in the same
line of work.

We had a similar passion
for homicide.

Anyway, how the hell did she get
into this building?

I don't know. That's what
I'm trying to figure out.

And you're certain that
Amber won't just call you

and tell you everything's okay?

Cassian's safe, he's with her?
Where he is?

We tried the whole co-parenting
thing. Didn't really take.

Can't imagine why.

Here's a little tidbit,
Christopher Robin,

if we're
being chatty.

Most people don't like sarcasm.
I do, but if you're gonna dig,

use something else.

All right.

You said you'd release Nasha
after Cassian was safe.

Well, problem solved.
He's with his mom. He's safe.

Now, let her go!

Safe? This woman is me
but with a temper.

And what happens if she slips up
and goes to prison again?

What happens
to Cassian?

I don't know. Just call her
and work something out.

The last time
that I brought up

custody with her,
she said she'd cut my eyes out

if I mentioned it again.

This is the most messed-up
child custody battle ever.

Which is why I really, really
need you to get my son back.

So, come on, time to
shine, Boy Wonder.

Bring me my son,
and don't forget.

Nasha's life still
depends on it.

Why do you keep doing that?

I know what it is.

What are we looking for?
Diplomats' escape tunnel.

I told you it's plugged up. Yeah, you did.

Oh, God, what is
that awful smell?

Highly concentrated
muriatic acid.

How the hell
did it get down here?

Your wife brought it.

It's how she got into
the consulate undetected.

Most people who paid attention
in science class

know concrete is alkaline,

which means even a weak acid
will eat away at it,

but spray a strong acid,
like muriatic acid,

on the surface, and the porous
substance will liquefy.

Scrape away the sludge,
reapply the acid,

and you can eat your way
through any amount of concrete,

so long as you have
lots of acid

and lots of patience.

It would have
taken her hours

to cut through this
much concrete. Truth.

I used to respect that
about her.

She could take hours
to murder somebody.

I never had that kind
of patience.

Well, unless she left a trail
of Reese's Pieces, we're done.

And things are about
to get a whole lot worse

for your little Nasha. Oh,
no, we're not done yet.

That's it.

A bank?

Yeah, it's how we're gonna
find your son. Trust me.

Mr. Carter, my name is
Roberto Cortes. I'm the manager.

I hear you're thinking of
transferring a sizable sum

to our branch.Mm-hmm.

My business partner here and I

are looking to expand
our company south,

and we're interested in learning
more about your bank.

And what business are you in?

Waste removal.

Ah, keep our hands

right where I can see them,

far away from that
pesky silent alarm

under the desk.

We don't keep a large amount
of cash on hand.

Okay, A, that's
a total crock, and, B...

We just need to see
your security footage

from about an hour ago.

Okay.

Go ahead, turn it around.

So how's your day going so far?

I mean, besides this part of it,
of course.

Think I found it.

There she is,

my better half.

All right,
just need one more thing

from you.

Could you please

press that silent alarm?

Crystal Danver. Is
that an alias? Ooh!

It's one of her favorites.

What?
You are good at this.

I mean, really good.

Do you ever consider,
you know, switching sides,

playing for
the fun team?

Joining up with the man
who murdered my friend

and kidnapped my girlfriend?
Hard pass.

Well, consider it
an open invitation.

You ever change
your mind, just...

Let me guess, speak
your name three times

in a bathroom mirror,
and you appear?

Or text. Either works.

I want to ask you something.

Chitchat. Go.

Why did you murder Jill?
Why not me?

You're really gonna ask a
sociopath his motive for murder?

That's cu...:
That's so cute. Next question.

She was a good person.
She was just doing her job.

And I was doing mine.

And now you've made it
my job, too.

It's the only reason I agreed
to rejoin the Phoenix.

So good to know
I'm your inspiration.

I want to be your Mona Lisa.

Amber and Cassian
are at a motel.

Housekeeping.

Down!

Don't take it personally.
She hates everyone.

Amber, honey,
it's me.

Can we talk.

God, she used to be
a better shot.

This reminds me
of our first date.

Oh, yeah, you wore that dress,
the red one. I love that dress.

Be honest,
you missed me.

I did.

Cassian's gone.

Where is he?
I don't know.

What are you talking about?
You took him from the consulate.

Where is he, Amber? He was hungry.

I went to get some food.

Oh, you left him alone
here? For five minutes!

I didn't know Liu
was tailing me.

That's the dumbest thing...

Hey, hey, take a breath,
everyone.

Amber, what happened?

I went to the bodega
down the block.

When I got back,
Cassian was gone.

No sign of him. Only this.

"I have him. Contact will
be made in two hours."

That was 40 minutes ago.

What happened to your face?
Not all those are from me.

Mm, no, my pal here
got a little cross.

You know, you're a little slower
than you used to be.

Old age catching up?

See, I was just thinking

the same thing about you.
Oh, and your aim sucks.

Always good
to see you, Cupcake.

Oh, no, you don't get to call me
that anymore, Cookie.

Remember?
You lost that privilege.

As fun as this is, I think
we should focus on Cassian.

Oh, yes, let's focus
on our son, Cassian.

Why did you go after him, Amber?

You never had any interest
in him until now.

Three years in prison
will change your perspective

on... everything.

All I did was sit in that cell
and think about

what a horrible mother I'd been,
and it broke my heart.

At least we can agree
on one thing.

You are a horrible mother.

I made myself a promise:

I was gonna escape that
hellhole, find Cassian

and start over.

It's a good thing I did,
considering the poor job.

Papa Bear has done
protecting him.

I'm sorry. Everything I have
ever done has been for Cassian.

Bravo. Father of the year.I...

I think this is heading
into less productive territory.

Yeah. We're here.

You killed my men,

wasted my time
and pissed me off.

I should just murder the brat
now and be done with it.

If you lay a hand on my son,
I will skin you alive.

That's not an idle threat.
I've seen her do it.

Guys, threatening the man
who has your son

is not a smart idea.

Just tell us what you want, Liu.

Who is this?

A concerned party.

Well, Mr. Concerned Party,

you tell the happy couple that
I'm giving them one last chance

to get Cassian back.

But the price has gone up.
$30 million.

Where are we supposed
to get that kind of cash?

Not my problem.

Call this number
when you have it.

You have 48 hours,

or I'll start sending you
little pieces of him.

Matty, we just finished
checking all 15 warehouses

in the industrial park
in Koreatown.

Try Echo Park
near the stadium next.

Copy that, Matty,
but are you sure

you don't want to bring

the cops or-or the Feds in
on this?

More bodies sure would help
speed things up here.

True, but it might
tip off Murdoc,

and there's no telling
how he would respond.

Yeah, I-I get that,
Matty, but Nasha

could be anywhere in the area
we haven't searched yet.

I don't know, Jack.
Something Bozer said earlier

kept bothering me.

Like, how Murdoc pulled
this together so fast.

And then I realized he couldn't.
There wouldn't be enough time.

Unless he knew
where he was gonna put Nasha

before he grabbed her.

That's a good point.

A place he was
already familiar with.

Right, so I looked up every
alias Murdoc's ever used.

Yeah, that nutcase has gone
by a lot of different names.

35 that we know of,
but only one of them's

got a commercial real estate
license in L.A. County.

"Brian Paiement."

And he's got a piece of property
just north of L.A.

It's close to the freeways,

it's away from prying eyes,
and it's got

a large warehouse on the lot.

That's got to be it.

Jack, I'm texting
you the address.

Okay, we're on our way.

Nice work, you two, nice work.

Getting our hands
on $30 million

in under 48 hours
would be a challenge

even under the best
circumstances,

but given the fact
the cops are now looking

for the two dudes
who just held up a bank...

Been reaching out
to my contacts.

There are no jobs
paying 30 mil.

There's only one way to get
this much money this quickly.

Steal it.
Steal it.

Well, yeah,

but who has that kind of cash
just lying around?

You know, we're not that far
from Medellín.

What, Reynaldo?

He moves tens of millions
every day.

You killed Reynaldo.

Oh, no, no.

I killed Jose.

That was you? Oh...

Everyone was talking
about that one.

My God, you killed him,
what, with the,

one of the little
golf pencils, right?

Well, technically,
it was two little golf pencils,

but yeah, that was me.

That's impressive, Cookie.

Thank you.

Who's Reynaldo?

He washes cash

for over a third of the scumbags
in South America.

His armored truck
drives around Medellín

doing pickups from his various
cash businesses.

And when he's done
with today's pickups,

we'll be there
to steal the truck.

Welcome to the dark
side, Boy Scout.

Drop the keys!

Keep those hands
where I can see them, boys.

As I was saying.

Do you know
who you're robbing?

Whom."Do you know
whom you are robbing?"

And, yes, we do.
Now, shut up

and sit quietly, or your day
is gonna come to a messy end.

I don't mean to
rush your process,

but we do need to hurry.

Hold the gun port
on that side with that.

When a large volume of air
is forced into a small space...

Say, the back
of an armored truck...

The pressure inside builds.

Are you sure this is gonna work?

Wait for it.

Seal the gun ports
with burning thermite,

continue to pump in air,

and eventually the pressure
will become too great

for the closed system, and...

...the weakest point will give.

You've broken so many
laws today, MacGyver.

I am beyond impressed.

Just hold up your end
of the deal,

or the last one I break

is gonna be putting you
into the ground.

Okay.

We are just under 700 pounds,

but we're over
$31 million. We're good.

We have your money, Liu.

Where's the location
for the exchange?

You ever get the feeling
everything happens for a reason?

Like, in a cosmic sense?

Yeah, I'm not really, I don't
know, into discussing philosophy

with the man who's using
my girlfriend's life

to blackmail me,
so let's just finish this.

I keep feeling like maybe
this whole ordeal

could be a second chance
for me and Amber.

You want to hear
about how we first met?

No.

It was a chilly
evening in Moscow.

The sunset sparkled
off the spires

of Saint Basil's
Cathedral.

As I peered through the scope
on my M40 sniper rifle,

I spied a glint of gunmetal
on the adjacent rooftop.

And there she was,

a vision in
tactical body armor,

aiming at my mark. She was
trying to snake my hit.

We both fired at the same time.
Our slugs hit simultaneously.

Afterward, we couldn't
agree on whose kill it was,

so, you know, we decided
to split the money

and a bottle of vodka.

Your first date started
with a homicide?

Maybe prison did give
her a change of heart.

She seems different.

When we get
Cassian back,

I don't know, maybe there's
a future for the three of us.

On the lam, of course.

Is that really the life
you want for your son?

Children belong
with their parents.

I mean, you of all people
should understand that.

Yeah. Stable ones.

That doesn't include you
and, uh,

Bride of Frankenstein
over there.

If I were you, I'd want
a safe environment for my son.

Oh, yes, with the white picket
fences, the latte shops.

Turn on the news, Boy Scout.

No place is safe
for anyone anymore.

Maybe, but you can
reduce the risk.

We can help.

You and your band
of merry do-gooders

want to raise my son?

Anything to get him
away from you.

Got the location

for the exchange.

It's a bit of a drive.
We should hit the road.

Jack? I think I found her.

Man, if Mac was here,
he'd know how to...

Hey, hang on, now.
Bozer, you know Murdoc.

There's no way
he'd make it this easy.

I'm surprised the door
wasn't booby-trapped.

I got to think of something.

Give me your shoe.

Are you... are you serious?

Are you a team player?
Come on, let's go.

Yep.

I knew it. He's got
one of his automatic toys

guarding the place. Okay.

Give me your other shoe.Man...

All right, you look left,
I'll look right.

It's like getting a sniper
to expose his position

by giving him a target.

You get it, yeah?

There. Up in the rafters.
That's where it's firing from.

Now we know where
it is, but how

do we get up there
and disarm it?

I'll handle it.

All clear.

Nasha, can you hear me?
It's Bozer.

Bozer?
Please, get me out of here.

Uh, Jack?

What's that sound?

The rifle's booby-trapped.

Disarming it must have
triggered something else.

Nasha, what's going on in there?

I don't know.

Jack!

The air's being sucked out.

We got to free her
before she suffocates.

What would Mac do?
What would Mac do...

That's the question
you should be asking yourself.

Okay, I have an idea,
but you're gonna have

to move away from that thing.

Tell Nasha to sit tight.

Nasha, don't move.

We're gonna get you out, okay?

Hurry.

It's getting hard to breathe.

Jack?

Don't worry, I'm gonna
get you out of here.

It's gonna
be all right.

It's okay. Let's go. Let's go.
Come on. I got you.

Come on.

Matty, we got Nasha.

She's safe.

Where's Cassian?

First the money, then the boy.

It's all here.

Go ahead.
Look for yourself.

We're good.

All right. You have your money.

Now, where's the kid?

He's a quarter mile
down the road

in an abandoned tire plant.

If he is hurt

even one little bit,
you know I'll find you.

No need for threats.

The boy is in
perfect health.

Pleasure doing
business with you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

we need to get going.

Cookie.

Shall we?

Amber, why did he
just call you "Cookie"?

Thanks for the
cash, Cupcake.

And the laughs.

Felt like old times.

What about Cassian?

You wanted him. He's yours.

So much for
reconciliation.

How could she do this?

Was it for money?

"Till death do us part."

That's what she said.

I'm gonna make that true.

Look, as long as
Cassian's safe, we've won.

Thanks for the
insight, Boy Scout.

I don't need
your words of wisdom.

I just need you to let me
know when Cassian's safe.

Sorry, honey,
but I need closure.

Cassian!

Cassian!

In here! I'm in here!

Hold on one second, okay?

Where's my dad? He's close by.

And you're gonna
see him very soon.

You're safe now.

I need you to step away
from the vehicle, please.

Come on. Hands!

Listen, Murdoc,
we can work something out.

T-Take the money.

MacGyver, do you have Cassian?

I got him. He's okay.

Excellent news.
Well, not for you.

Not much surprises me anymore,
but you just did.

I'm no one's moral
compass, Amber, but...

Seriously, what the
hell's wrong with you?

I guess I wasn't cut out
for motherhood.

Is that really so surprising?

Just get it over with.

Pull the trigger, Cupcake.

I should, Cookie.

God, I really should,
but I won't.

Well, you always were
so sentimental.

Oh, this isn't about you.

You are dead to me.

It's about Cassian.

I can't tell my son
that I killed his mother.

Then what happens now?

You disappear.

You never go near
Cassian again.

Because if you do,

I think you know
what will happen.

You think you're fit
to raise a child?

Actually, no. But...

Thanks to this little
jaunt down memory lane,

it's become quite clear to me
what's best for our son.

What does that mean?

None of your concern.

Run along, now.

Dad!

Oh! Hey.

Oh, buddy.

I was so worried about you.

Are you okay?

You don't look so good.

I'm fine. Inside.

Now that I know you're okay.

Where's Mommy?

That's a good
question.

Mom had to go
on a business trip, a...

very long one.

The biological got away.

But Liu and his
friends didn't.

I got the money back, too.

You also got Cassian back.

I think it's time you upheld
your end of the bargain.

There's no need.

Your friends proved
more than capable.

It's gonna be all right.
It's gonna be all right.

Jack...

I'm surprised
you didn't go

on this business
trip with her.

Stay here one second, pal.

I've been thinking
about what you said.

Our little guy would be
safest with your people.

I want what's best for my son.

That is, if you think
Matilda would be open

to an arrangement.

He goes into
federal protection.

You go into federal custody.

Fine.

I suppose we can
make that work.

Oh, my two favorite people
in the whole wide world.

You here to take
me to my new home?

Not quite yet.

Your cell at the supermax
is still being prepared.

We've come to tell you that
Cassian has been officially

placed in a loving home.

With a family that
will give him a chance

at a normal life.

Well, Matilda,
from the bottom of my heart...

Thank you.

Now, what's his address?

I'm gonna need it to
stay in touch with...

Never gonna happen.

But...

if you're a stellar inmate...

And I mean stellar...

Then perhaps I can arrange
a heavily supervised visit.

Heavily supervised.

Thank you.

Of course you're invited, too,
Boy Scout.

I mean, Cassian sees
you like an uncle now.

Which makes us like brothers.

You come across as pure evil,

a dark and twisted soul, but...

I think there's a shred of
humanity still left in there.

You say that
to the man who killed Jill

and abducted Nasha.

That's true, but if
you hadn't let me

call Phoenix after
you grabbed me,

they never would
have found Nasha.

So I'm wondering if a part
of you wanted them to save her.

You always were
a smart one, MacGyver.

Knew I should have never
given him that damn phone.

Oh, well.

We made a fantastic
team, didn't we, pal?

Maybe we could do
it again sometime.

No.

Well, my door
will always be open.

Not technically.

Technically, my door's
gonna be locked real tight.

But metaphorically,
metaphorically,

my door will always be open
to you, MacGyver,

when you need my help.

Oh, Angus.

Please tell the GF it
was nothing personal.

Even Lois Lane knew the dangers
of dating Superman.

So should Nasha.

Nasha, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm fine, Angus.

It's over.

Everything's
going to be okay.

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