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Boy, you don't know
how glad I am to see you.

Gee, thanks. You know how much
I love conventions.

- What's the big emergency?
- Well, I wouldn't have called,

but they haven't hooked up
our display yet.

It takes five unions to change
a light bulb around here.

And the convention
starts in three hours.

You called me down here
to change a light bulb?

Not exactly.

How's my girl?

I'm just a little nervous.

I mean, this place is pretty fancy.

You can do it.

You are beautiful.

There is something special
about you.

You got class. You can be working
places like this all the time.

You're my number one girl.

That's why I expect
the best from you.

What do you got for me?

Is that it?

You've been in there
almost two hours.

The convention doesn't even start
for a couple of hours, okay?

There's a lot of business in there.

You just ain't been working it
hard enough.

Don't sit on the car, baby.

I'm sorry, Skin, okay?

I'm hurting a little.
I need to get fixed up.

Come here.

You're my special girl.

I know you can do it.

I believe in you.

That's what love's all about.

Prove you love me
as much as I love you,

five bills by tomorrow morning.

Honey.

Thanks, Skin.

Got to do better, Kandy.

There ain't gonna be
anymore of this.

I'll do better, I promise.

MacGyver, how's it going back here?

Who made this mess?

Why? Is it terrible?

Well, I tried to fix it myself.
I was desperate.

Hi.

Hi there.

You want a date?

- A date?
- Sure.

Let's go for it.

Are you kidding?

How about you?

Shouldn't you be in school?

I'm on a field trip.

Do you wanna help me
with my homework?

I don't think so.

You believe that?

She can't be more than 1 6.

Yeah, going on 40.

Oh, you got it. You got it.
Oh, nice work.

We're back in business.

We're not the only ones.

Oh, no.

Yeah, right.

I've only been here an hour,

but I can tell,
this is a real party town.

- I guess so.
- Yeah.

We're gonna have us a good time.

Listen, you've done this before,
haven't you?

Sure. I mean, what do you think?

Good. Because I'm kind of particular.

I like...

Listen, maybe you should find
someone else.

- Tell you what, I'll pay you double.
- Leave me alone, you sicko.

Let go of me.

- Is there a problem?
- Yeah.

What kind of hotel you running?

That girl there,
she just propositioned me.

I'll take care of it, sir.

What's going on?

A trick just turned weird on me.

Please, just cover for me. Please?

Seen a young lady in a black mini?

Yeah, a little while ago.
She went upstairs.

He's gone.

Thanks.

Trouble just never lets up, does it?

No.

So now what?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

Good luck.

Where are you going?

I was gonna grab something to eat.

Do you want some company?

I didn't mean "company" company.

I just--

Just forget it.

Hey.

Buy you a soda?

- The name is MacGyver.
- It's Crystal.

Nice to meet you.

Dessert?

No, thanks.
I'm trying to watch my figure.

So you know what I do.

What about you?

I work for the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, so like, what do you do?

What's your job?

Well,

I guess you could call me
a troubleshooter.

I help people.

Like people in trouble?

Something like that.

Good money, huh?

You know,

I will be the perfect date for you.
I mean, no commitment.

The perfect business arrangement,
you know?

Maybe once a week.

Crystal,

would you stop the hustle?

It really doesn't look good on you.

Look, I'm just doing this
for my boyfriend.

Yeah, right.

He needs the money
to get new mags for his car.

It sounds like he loves his car.

He loves me.

Sometimes you love somebody,

you get into things
you wouldn't ordinarily do.

That's not a boyfriend.

That's a pimp.

He has other girls, right?
How do you think they got started?

I'll bet you have to bring in
$200 tonight,

or he'll turn you out, right?

Five hundred.

By tomorrow morning.

Listen, I got a friend
who can help you out.

You can get a decent place to sleep,
some good food.

What's the catch?

No catch.

What do you say?

Okay.

Okay.

They're all real nice people.
You can stay as long as you want.

- Oh, man.
- What's the matter?

It's Snakeskin,
and I don't have any money.

Maybe that place is a good idea.

Come on, get in.

Crystal.

She's with me.

Sorry, pal.

She's working the hotel.

Why don't you just get back
in your car

and forget about her, all right?

Oh, whatever you want.

Customer's always right.

I'll pluck your eyeball like an olive.

Capiche, pal?

Yeah.
I capiche your whole game, pal.

My car.
Oh, man, what are you doing?

Come here. Come here.

You'll pay for this, pal.

Well, this is it.

Why are you doing this?
I mean, what's in it for you?

Does there have to be
something in it for me?

Hey, you must want something.

All right, yeah, I want something.
I want to go home and sleep,

which I cannot do if I know
there's a little girl roaming the streets

with her face all painted up
like a clown turning tricks

for a low-life reptile
with a switchblade.

Why do you care
what happens to me?

I don't know.

I just do.

Come on.

He has a new tooth.
Show your tooth, babe.

Hang on a second.

Hi.

- Hey.
- Any room at the inn?

You know us.
Nobody ever gets turned away.

- Who is she?
- Her name's Crystal.

Never could say no to a stray,
could you, MacGyver?

All right, all right, come on.

- Hi, Crystal. I'm Cynthia.
- Hi.

How long have you been
on the streets?

About a month.

Do your parents know
where you are?

My mother is dead.

She died in a car accident.

- I'm sorry.
- It's no big deal.

And your father?

I don't know where he is,
and I couldn't care less.

Well, we have to tell him
that you're here.

- Darlene?
- Yeah.

This is Crystal.

- lntroduce her around, will you?
- Sure.

I'll see you later, Crystal?

Promise?

Yeah, I promise.

Thanks for everything.

You bet.

She's working for a pimp
named Snakeskin.

I've heard of him.

Specialises in little birds
with broken wings.

Don't worry, we'll take
good care of her.

- Thanks. Good night.
- Good night.

Tonight you got a warm,
clean place to sleep

and tomorrow you can stay or go.

Okay.

House rules.

No hooking while you're here,

no dope, and no contact
with Snakeskin.

Yes, I know him.

How did you get mixed up
with trash like that?

Listen, Crystal.

So far you don't have
any tracks on your arms

and nobody has rearranged
your face.

You still have a chance.

If you stay here, we'll give you
all the support you need.

The choice is yours,
not Snakeskin's.

Yours.

Now, about your father--

Please don't call him.

All right.

That can wait until tomorrow.

My mother's dead.

She died in a car accident.

Mr. Harry Jackson?

Yes.

Your wife, Celia Jackson?
Son-in-law, James MacGyver?

What happened?

I'm sorry to tell you, sir.
There's been an accident.

Car went off the road,
down into Miller's Creek.

They both drowned.

They both drowned.

What's the number?

Yes, I got it. Yes, thank you.
Bye-bye.

I had to hawk my watch
to get out of the gas station.

Crystal picked my pocket.

- You should be more careful.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on.

Crystal.

Ten to one she's gone back
to that pimp with your money.

- Any idea where he lives?
- Yeah.

21 0 Second Avenue,
on the corner.

Would you mind putting out feelers,
see what you can find out about her?

- She's from Riverton.
- I'll call their police department.

Maybe she's on
the missing persons' list.

Thanks.

Hey, be careful down there.

That girl's got more guts
than brains.

Skin's not gonna be too happy
to see your face around here.

You shouldn't be coming back here,
Crystal.

You ain't number one no more.

Skin doesn't carry that blade
because he likes to shave.

- I didn't do anything.
- That's the thing, sweetie,

- you should've been working.
- I've got some money for Skin.

Give it to me.
I'll make sure he gets it.

You don't get nothing.

I did pretty good, Skin.
I got some money.

Look, I didn't wanna go
with that guy.

I did it for you.

Look, don't you turn on me too.

- I need you.
- That's right, baby.

You need me. I took you in.

I don't think you've been showing
your appreciation.

Give me another chance, Skin.

Please?

What's this?

Doesn't look like enough
to make a car payment.

- Are you holding out on me?
- It's all there, honest.

I'll get more, I promise.

But you keep letting me down.

How am I supposed to trust you?

This ain't enough.

Skin, don't be mad at me.

I love you.

Now, you got a flaky way of proving it.

I'll get you some more money.

I tell you something,
you listen or I'll cut you.

Where do you want me to cut you?

- Here, here, where?
- I'll get you the rest of the money.

Please.

Somebody's messing with my car.

Sammy.

Come on, get in.

- What are you doing?
- Trying to save what's left of your life.

Get in.

What?

- What are we doing here?
- That should be obvious.

I don't wanna go to jail.

You should've thought of that
before you picked my pocket.

I was scared. I had to give
Snakeskin something.

Please don't take me to jail.

You won't stay
at the Challengers Club.

You won't go home.
Back to the street,

you'll be lucky to survive a week.

Now, I don't see
that I have much choice.

- I wanna go home, but I can't.
- Why not?

I got stuff to work out with my dad.

It's all my fault, but I just--

- I just got to work it out.
- Yeah, well that elegant palace

where Snakeskin lives
is no place to work anything out.

-Can I go home with you?
-What?

Not to party.

I need someone to talk to.

You're the only one who seems
to care what happens to me.

Please?

I once knew a guy
who had a houseboat.

He said he liked
the feeling of being--

On the water?

Detached. That's the word.
Detached.

Now, this is nice.

- Well, it's home.
- Yeah.

I know about people
who live on houseboats.

They like to drift around.

Shower is upstairs.

There's a robe and clean towels
in the laundry hamper.

I never seem to get around
to folding.

You need a woman in your life.

Get up there.

- You hungry?
- Starved.

- I'll see if I can whip something up.
- Okay.

Hey, I like the change.

- Nice uniform.
- Thanks.

Hey, you really can cook.

Well, I wouldn't be too quick
to judge until you've tasted them.

These are my world-famous
whole wheat and banana pancakes.

Are they okay?

MacGyver, how come you're so
willing to get into trouble for me?

I don't know.

- I guess it's just the way I am.
- Oh, I'm just the opposite.

I'm always running away
from trouble.

Problem is,
I just can't get away from it.

Caught in a loop, huh?

Same with you, right?

Except you're always running
to trouble.

So your scene is just
a different kind of loop.

Yeah, I guess.

- Yeah, we're both runners.
- Yeah? What are you running from?

I don't know.

Maybe myself.

My mom died.

My dad is a cop.

He just works all the time.

Don't you think he still misses you?

He's glad to have me out of his hair.

We have problems.

- What kind of problems?
- You wouldn't understand.

Now you.

What about your parents?

My mom died of a stroke.

I was in Afghanistan at the time
on assignment.

I didn't even hear about it
until the day of the funeral.

Never had a chance to say goodbye.

What about your dad?

He died in a car accident,
with my grandmother.

I was 7.

How old were you
when your mom was killed?

It just happened last year.

Did you ever feel like--

Like your dad abandoned you?

No.

Kind of the opposite.

It's like I abandoned him.

What do you mean?

I can't help but wonder,

that if I'd gone with him that night,

I might have been able
to do something.

So you-- You feel guilty,

Iike you're being punished
for not doing something?

I guess. Sometimes.

Me too.

I always feel like
I did something wrong.

I just can't figure out what it was.

Does it have something to do
with your mother's death?

The accident, maybe?

I'm really tired.

Why don't you crash upstairs?

I'll take the couch.

Okay.

You know,

for two people who seem so different,

we sure are a lot alike.

By the way,

my name is Jennifer.

Good night, Jennifer.

Yes?

Hi.

Sergeant Reiner.

You called me last night
about my daughter Jennifer.

Oh, yes. Come in. Sit down.

She's fine.

She's staying with a friend
named MacGyver.

We'll give him a call.

- So how long has she been gone?
- About a month.

You know, if the officer on duty
hadn't recognised

your daughter from my description,

I wouldn't have been able
to contact you.

Well, I'm very glad that you did.

I've been worried sick about her.

Why is it you didn't report her
as a runaway?

I don't need a lot of questions
from the people I work with.

I see.

- Well, what's she told you so far?
- Not much, I'm afraid.

Can't believe what she says anyway.

It's been one lie after another
for so long,

it's like she forgot
how to tell the truth.

Excuse me.

Hello, Challengers.

Hi, MacGyver.

Yes.

He's here with me now.

Yeah?

Well, that's good.

Yeah, I'll see if she's up to it.

Thanks, Cynthia.

Yogurt? Sprouts?

Your taste in food is pretty grim.

Cynthia found your father.

Oh, yeah?

What did he say, "Goodbye"?

No, actually,
he said he wanted to see you.

Yeah, right.

Hey,

you said you two have problems.

Aren't you in the least bit interested
in working them out?

Yeah. Yeah,
but I don't think he's ready for it.

He came into town to find you.
It sounds to me like he might be.

Maybe it's you that's not ready, huh?

You gonna carry this around with you,
or you gonna try and deal with it?

Thanks for getting me these things.

How do I look?

Like Jennifer.

Come on.

He's in my office.

I'll be okay.

Hi, Jennifer.

Hi.

- Those people, who--?
- They're okay.

They're nice.

What did you tell them about me?

What do you mean?

About--

About you and me.

Is that all you care about?

What people might think
if they find out?

Look, I came here today to try
to talk to you about everything.

- Why did I even bother?
- Please. Please be quiet--

No, I won't be quiet!
Just get away from me!

You're my daddy,
you were supposed to protect me!

You don't care about me!

You're just afraid your cop buddies
will find out what a sick--

Nothing's changed.

You'll never change!

What's going on here?

Hey!

- I'm sorry.
- Every time you beat me,

you said you were sorry.
But you never stopped.

Tell them about the night when Mom
was killed. Tell them about that.

- Jennifer, please.
- Her eyes were so full of tears

that she drove off the road.

I didn't kill her.

It wasn't my fault!

Jennifer, wait.

What's going on?
What'd you hit her for?

Look, it's none of your business,
now back off.

That's MacGyver.

It's a misunderstanding.

I'm sorry.

It's family.

Now where's she going?

Probably back to Snakeskin.

Snakeskin?

- Her pimp.
- Her pimp?

You're telling me
my daughter is hooking?

Some dirt bag put my kid
on the street?

- I'll kill him.
- You're not gonna do anything.

I'll find her.

Where do I find this Snakeskin?
Where is he?

I'm not telling you anything.

You need help, as bad as she does.

Make sure you get it.

This is Sgt. Reiner, Riverton P.D.
on CLEMARS to Metro P.D.

This is Metro CLEMARS.
Go ahead, sergeant.

Request you access vice-prostitution
moniker files for a pimp

whose a.k.a. is Snakeskin.

I need a last-known address.

Roger.

- I wanna see him.
- Yeah? He wants to see you too.

Yeah? Who is it?

It's me. It's Crystal.

- What happened?
- My dad.

He hit me.

Excuse me.

Back off, or I Mace the face.

It's not Mace. It's hairspray.

Whatever.

What do you want?
This is my bin, see?

Well, I was just looking
for something.

You're looking in the wrong place,
Jack.

Get your own route. This is mine.

- How are you fixed for cash?
- Fine.

I'm the heir
to the Rockefeller fortune.

Well, then I guess you wouldn't be
interested in an extra...

twenty dollars?

Well...

In case the inheritance
doesn't come in right away.

Skin, don't. She doesn't need that.

I think Crystal and I wanna have
some time alone.

So why did your old man
knock you around?

He blames me
for my mom getting killed.

- And it wasn't my fault.
- I know that, baby.

Hey, what are you doing?

Get away from that car.

I'm not leaving until I pick up
my stuff.

That wreck shouldn't be here,
it's an eyesore.

Do you know how much
this stuff's worth?

I got some good stuff here.

Get away, or I Mace the face.

Think you can get fresh with me,
you punk?

Keep your hands to yourself
or you'll be sorry.

- Where is she? Where?
- On the top floor.

Second door on the right.

You better hurry.
He's gonna give her some heroin.

Be careful. He's got a gun.
If he sees you, he'll use it.

One time,
when my dad was beating me up,

my mom finally stopped him,

and he hit her too.

She took me away.

She shouldn't have been driving.

She was crying so hard
that she couldn't see the road.

He said it was my fault.

Don't cry, baby.

You're with me now.

I'm gonna take good care of you.

Hey, man, where do you think
you're going?

Anywhere I want to.
Now, turn around.

- Assume the position.
- Lighten up, man.

Against the wall. Now, spread them.

Hello.

- Now, where is Snakeskin's place?
- Stay cool, all right?

I don't know.

Look, he's got my daughter, all right?

Now, where is he?

Where?

31 0.

I'm gonna fix you up with something.

It'll make you feel better.

- Yeah?
- Skin, there's a cop on his way up.

It's Crystal's old man.

Your old man's a cop?

You didn't tell me?

Come here.

Come on.

Police!

- Open up.
- Go away.

Want your daughter, man?

It'll be piece by piece
unless you back off.

We're going down the fire escape.

She is the last kid
you ever put on the street.

Don't do it, Daddy. Don't.

- He turned you into a whore.
- No, he didn't.

You did! You did!

I can't believe it.

So you heard from her father?

He's in counselling.

The courts are gonna work out
some supervised visits.

They'll have to take it from there.

What about Jennifer?
Counselling helping her?

At least she understands now

that her mother's death
wasn't her fault.

She isn't guilty of anything.

I'll catch you later, MacGyver.

You know,

I finally got you figured out.

Why you're always
on the brink of disaster.

Yeah? What's the conclusion, doc?

Well, part of you is still trying
to stop your dad and grandma

from dying in that car accident.

And another part of you
is still trying to get home in time

to say goodbye to your mom.

Those things aren't your fault,
MacGyver.

The first step is realising that.

Maybe so.

Bye, MacGyver.

See you around, Jennifer.

You need help?

Call National Runaway Switchboard.
1-800-62 1-4000.