All language subtitles for MacGyver.2016.S01E18.1080p.WEBRip.x265-HiQVE_track3_[eng]

*

* I saw you in my dream

* We were walking
hand in hand *

* On a white sandy beach

* Of Hawaii...

(helicopter whirring,
siren blaring)

Okay, they got to
be here somewhere.

Yeah. There.

All right, I'm going.
You-you stay. You stay.

MacGYVER:
What are you talking about?
I'm not staying.

JACK:
It's six against one.
You do the math.

Besides, you're a pacifist.
I'm going.
Hey, where are they?

Getting away. Aah!

Stay! What did I tell you?
You... I'm not staying.

Sound familiar?
Oh, yeah.

JACK:
I'm gonna trip you, man.

(man shouts in Chinese)

Cover!
(loud whooshing)

*

JACK: Vegas?
MacGYVER:
No.

Disneyland?
What?

Karaoke?
Absolutely not.

Laser tag?
No.

Bowling? Wine tasting?

Medieval Times,
something...?
Jack.

We just stopped
a brutal dictator

from deploying
a chemical weapon.

Can't this wait
till we get back?
No.

We can't wait.
I'm gonna tell you

the same thing I told
my sister last year.

Either you're celebrating
your birthday with Jack,

or you're agreeing
to any and all plans

for your birthday
being done by Jack.

Your choice.
You said the same thing to me

last year,
and I said the same thing.
This year

is gonna be different.
I can feel it.
And then, I had to explain

Einstein's definition
of insanity to you.

Okay, A: if you just pick one,
Jack might shut up.

And, B: Why not?
Birthdays are awesome.

Cake, presents.
What's not to love?

JACK:
Yeah, what's the
matter with you?

BOZER:
Don't waste your time,
Riley. Been trying

to get Mac to celebrate a
birthday since the fifth grade.

No cakes, no
piñatas, not even

one tail pinned on one donkey.
JACK:
Oh, come on, Mac.

Every donkey needs a tail.
Okay, everyone.

Listen up. You know
I love a good party,

but birthdays make no sense.

We are aging every second

of every minute of every day.

And for some reason, we decide
to pick one arbitrary day

to celebrate being
one year older

all because some pope made
a calendar in the 16th century?

If we were on Mars,
I would be 14 years old,

and my next birthday wouldn't be
for another 231 days.

JACK:
Mars? You're using

Mars as an argument
against birthdays?

Stop playing footsie with me.

What?!
All I'm saying is

birthdays are irrelevant.
No, birthdays

are not irrelevant,
dude. They're precious.

Every day on this earth is,
especially in this line of work.

They're like signs in
those factories that say

it's been X amount of days
since the last fatal accident.

So, we're celebrating. I don't
care what planet it's on.

What about monster trucks?
You like monster trucks, huh?
(phone ringing)

Everybody loves
watching trucks get

smashed together,
people screaming, huh?
Guys.

I do.
Hey, guys, it's Matty.

Hey, Matty.

MATTY: Sorry to interrupt
the in-flight movie, folks, but

there's been a change of plans.
You're being rerouted.

BOZER:
I haven't slept

in a bed in five days.

You haven't showered
in five days.

MATTY:
Well, I'm sorry about that,

but it's gonna have to wait.

A 7.2 earthquake just struck

500 miles
from your current location.

Okay, any casualties?

MATTY: Not yet,
but FEMA teams on the ground

are asking
for all available help.

Absolutely.

MacGYVER:
Yeah, we'll do what we can.

Where are we going?

REPORTER: Magnitude of 7.2
struck at 8:41 a.m.,

just two miles
off the coast of Hilo.

First responders are rushing
to the scene, reporting

citywide structural damage.

Mandatory evacuations
are underway

as search and rescue teams
comb the streets for survivors.

(indistinct chatter)
Coming through!

This is bad.
RILEY:
Zero bars.

Cell network's down.

MacGYVER:
Power grid, too.

And with the roads
in the state that they're in,

these people are gonna
need a lot of help.

They're gonna need you, Mac.
Time to go to work.

Good, that looks good.

Sam Hopkins, FEMA

regional director.
Are you all volunteers?

Yeah,
from the Phoenix Foundation.

Phoenix Foundation.
Oh, right.

Uh, your boss called
to say you were coming.

Though I'm not quite sure
what a think tank can do.

How about I start by getting an
ad hoc network up and running,

get your cell
phones working again?

And I'm about two-thirds
of the way through advanced

first aid training, so, I'll see
if I can help over there.

Uh, your boss was a little vague
about your skill sets.

What is it exactly
you guys do again?

A little of this
and a little of that.

JACK:
Just point to the problem.

We'll make it go away.

(hiss, clack)
Oh, well,
that's a problem for starters.

Anyone got eyes on Carter?
Can you find Carter and have him

fix that generator again?

You're, uh, generator--
this way?

Yeah, but... Hey.

Hey! Sorry. Excuse me.

Yeah, looks like
your electrician already

replaced the carb and
switched out the filter, so...

HOPKINS:
Guys, I appreciate
the help, but

you really shouldn't
be messing with that

if you're not a certified...
JACK:
Oh, don't worry,

Mr. Hopkins. He's
certified... in everything.

So... generator has a magnet
in its inverter.

Sometimes that magnet, if it
loses strength, it needs to be

remagnetized,
or the generator cannot...

Generate?

Yeah.
Yeah.

(whirring, beeping)

Clear!

(engine starting)

A little bit
of this,

a little bit
of that, huh?

(indistinct, urgent chatter)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What do you think you're doing?

I'm running I.T. here.

Bit generous claiming
you're running anything.

Your network's in shambles.

You think
you can do better?

Just watch.

So you are good
with this thing?

I know where the
on-off switch is.

I recoded your node bootstrap
scripts so they auto-install.

Now I'm switching
from a reactive routing

to a hybrid system.

I'm Riley, by the way.

Kalei.

Nice to meet you, Kalei.

Have a seat.
I could use some help.

All right, so...

I recoded this...

(continues indistinctly)

WOMAN:
Excuse me.

I need this.

Right.

Sorry. Excuse me.

CHIN:
Requesting immediate assistance
near the Kaumana Hotel.

We have survivors
trapped in a building

that could come down any minute.

JACK: We'll take that call.
Where's the hotel?
HOPKINS: Okay.

The hotel is here,
half a mile away,

but with the roads out,
there's no way for vehicles

to get them the heavy
equipment they need.

Well, then we'll
just walk in on foot

and make what we need
when we get there.

Is he serious?

When it comes to saving lives?

Yeah, absolutely.

(helicopter whirring)

Hey, what about
hedgehog races?

What?
You know, for
your birthday.

Jack, now is not the time.

Yeah, it is the time.
They book up really fast.

MacGYVER:
Cracks in the foundation.
They weren't kidding.

This place could go
down at any second.

Hang on. I think
this might be them.

Okay, please tell
me you're the ones

with the demolition equipment.

Oh, yeah, that's us.

No, it's-it's not.

Sorry.

But I think we can help
anyways. I'm MacGyver.

This is Jack Dalton. We work
with the Phoenix Foundation.
Hi.

Hey. I'm Officer Kono Kalakaua,
Five-O Task Force.

Five-O? That's Steve McGarrett's
outfit, right?

Yeah. Wait.

So, Jack Dalton?

Oh, you heard of me?

Well, you're the one

that called with the information
about Dr. Madison Grey?

That's me.
How'd that go, by the way?

She's dead.

No so good for her then, huh?
No, not so much.

So, where are we going?

Follow me.

(tools whirring)

Chin?

Are these guys with Rescue?
They're volunteers.

Jack here knows McGarrett.

(sighs)
Cool.

This is the wall you
radioed about, yeah?

Yeah. There's at least
one person trapped inside.

JACK:
And you're sure
they're still in there?

Kulikuli!

(thudding and banging
from inside)

CHIN:
Yeah, I don't know how long

they have, and this
sledgehammer isn't doing

any good.
It's probably
a good thing. Banging on this

may bring down
the whole game of Jenga.

How fast can we get
50 pounds of sand up here?

What?

Yeah. Hey, look, I know
he's a weird dude,

but trust me,
he's got it all figured out.

You got it all figured out,
don't you, buddy?

Uh, yeah, as long as
the water mains aren't broken,

I think I can cut
through this wall.

I just need some sand
and some water.

What exactly
are you making?

It's a water jet cutter.

Out of that stuff?

You sure it's gonna work?

Well, if I can
get the water

to shoot out at 1,500 psi,
then, yeah... probably.

Probably?

Don't be alarmed.

"Probably" is as sure
as he ever gets.

Charming, right?
Here you go.

I think we were doing better
with the sledgehammer.

Hey, don't...

Lives are at stake, man.
Go turn on the hose.

Man.

(buzzing)

Here, come on, guys.
We need to move this.

CHIN:
Ready?

One, two, three.

(grunting)

KONO:
There she is.

Hey. Come on out.

Come on out, we got you.

(woman whimpers)
KONO:
We got... We got you.

Here, here.

Thank you.

(rumbling)

We need to get
out of here now.

Wait. you can't leave.
Not yet.

Why?
My co-workers--
they're still down in the lab.

I was only up here
making a phone call.

KONO:
Okay. More survivors?

How many?
Uh, 15. Four floors down.

Please, you have
to save them.

Steve, come on.

MAN:
It was an aftershock!

Move 'em back now!

You know, going through
a wall is one thing,

but four floors straight
down underneath that?

Well, if we're gonna do this,
it's now or never, man.

Anybody's got
prayer, anything

like that...
CHIN:
Haa ka mikioi

i ke kai o Lehua.

Didn't expect
that one, did you?
No.

Actually, that's an
old Hawaiian proverb.

What's it mean?

Literally, it's a warning
not to undertake

what you have not
the ability to accomplish.

So, so we're screwed?

I'm just saying.
Yeah.

Well, good news is,
if things go sideways,

you don't got to worry about
celebrating that birthday, pal.

Hey.
Hey.

You, uh, you know
Kono's married, right?

How do you know? No, before you
answer that, what makes you

you think I'm thinking about her
right now anyway?

Because she's hot
and I know the way you think.

Oh, do you?
And to answer
your first question,

she had a wedding ring
on her finger.

What's that
supposed to mean, huh?

Just 'cause she has
a wedding ring on

isn't a guarantee
she's got a man at home.

She could be separated.

The ring could be stuck on her
finger, for all we know.

Keep dreaming.
You keep
leaving your game

at home-- I like having

the dessert table all to myself.

Hey, guys, check it out.

The computer room
at the city planning office

may be caved in, but the room

storing the paper files
is still standing.

Uh, yeah, this one right here--
sub-basement four.

This is where the scientist we
rescued said that there were

15 survivors still trapped.

Six hallways, 18 rooms--

that's over 5,000 square feet.

And they could be
anywhere on that level.

If they're still alive.

Well, they're dead for sure
if we don't try to find 'em.

Well, I'm not saying
we shouldn't try,

I'm just saying my manpower's
stretched thin as it is.

And search and rescue

is a slow, careful process.

Yeah, it is, when you don't know
where you're looking.

That's my point: we don't know
where we're looking.

Well, not yet. But, uh,

a police radar gun
would help.

Radar gun?

To find people
trapped in a building?

Hey, do yourself a favor, Mr.
Hopkins, just get on the horn,

get the radar gun, okay?
Gonna be the best decision

you made all day, trust me.

Anyone got a 20
on a police car?

This clearly isn't
the first time

you've hacked the
firmware on a router.

First time? No.

Stopped counting when I was 12.

(chuckles)

Glad you're one
of the good guys.

With those kind of skills,

you could be a very
dangerous woman.

Oh, you have no idea.

(Riley laughing)

What?

NURSE:
Okay, good to go.

Back off, Bruno Mars.

You're not her type.

I hope.

(dog whimpering)

(dog continues whimpering,
barking)

(dog whining)

(grunts)

Hey...

(growls softly)
O... It's okay,

little dude.

You are a dude, right?

Yup, you're definitely a dude.

Okay, it's okay.

Looks like you've been through
some stuff, huh?

(whimpering)
Oh, man. I think
your leg is broken.

Uh, don't move.
I got this.

Uh, uh, there's a little
dog over here

that's leg is... Okay.
Clearly not your problem.

Okay.

Don't move. I got this.

What would Mac do?

(dog continues whimpering)

Stay!

Let's see...

Uh, hey, give me
a hand over here?

Sure, what's up?
Come here, right over here.

This dog.
Yeah, just... just grab him.

Oh, yeah.

All right.
It's okay.

It's okay.

Okay? Yeah.

There you go,
there you go.

Thanks, man.
Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Think I'm gonna cry.

(whimpers)

I'm definitely gonna cry.

KONO:
We have 15 people
running out of oxygen

under four stories of rubble,
and you're gonna do what--

give 'em a speeding ticket?

Oh, that's funny.

Got a...
good sense of humor.

NASA recently invented a device

that uses low-power microwaves
to locate survivors

trapped underground.
Now, we don't have one of those,

obviously, but...

with a little rewiring

and some custom code from
our friends back at base camp

we can make build
a radar detector

that can sense a human heartbeat
through 20 feet of concrete.

So, hey, man, what's the deal
with your coworker?

You mean my cousin?

Oh, she's your cousin. Okay.

Yeah.
Is she-she married or...

Yeah, yeah, man,
she's, uh,

married, and
very happily.
Oh, okay.

Wow, that's... that's amazing.

Now we'll see if it works.

So I get what he does
for your think tank but, uh,

what is it that
you do, exactly?

Me? Oh, I, you know,

I'm the big picture kind of...

behind the scenes... guy.
You know.

CHIN:
Think tank.

Right.

(whirring)

(beeping)

(beeping increases)

Hey, guys, I think
I got a survivor.

Hey. We got a hand.

KONO: Hey, we're gonna
get you out of there, okay?

Just hang on.
Hey, guys, I think
I got another one.

Go. We'll dig him out.
All right.

Hey, you good?
MAN:
Yeah...

What's the hair dryer say?

Nothing yet.

Jack, you see that?

Yeah, a tactical ladder.

Seems a little strange,
doesn't it?

Whoa.

Hey, man, the, uh, first
responders are outside.

It's not safe
in here.

(grunting)

What was that?

(groans)
I don't know, man,

but I don't think
he's a first responder.

Tac gear,

he's got a throat mic.

Hey, Jack, look.

Ooh, that's Chinese
special forces right there.

Definitely not part
of the relief effort.

What's he doing here?

(indistinct chatter over comm)
Male voices.

Speaking Chinese.

You want me to tell you
what they're saying?

My Mandarin's rusty,

yours is non-existent.
No, that's debatable now.

I-I been there.
Shh! Shh!

(men talking indistinctly)

Got at least five
or six voices.

They're inside
the building.

I think they're here
to steal something.

What... what kind of
building is this?

MATTY:
According to my sources, that
building you're at is a front.

The DoD calls it Facility H9.

The basement levels house
an off-the-books DARPA lab

conducting top secret research
for the U.S. Government.

So the people
trapped inside

are all DARPA scientists?

Correct.

Some of America's
best and brightest

are currently trapped
40 feet underground.

Yeah, except the mercs weren't
going down to the labs,

they were going up.

Okay, so in order to prevent

DARPA's top secret projects from
getting into the wrong hands,

the scientists house them

in a vault on the fourth floor.

Normally, it's
ultra-secure, but...

But after a major earthquake
with the power out

and the city sent into chaos...

These guys seize
the opportunity to steal

a pretty dangerous new toy.

Any idea what they're after?

No.

DARPA records barely admit

that this lab exists,

let alone describe the projects
that they're working on.

Okay, well, up is a very
dangerous direction

to be headed
right now.

So if these mercs
are willing

to take on that
big a risk,

it's gonna be
a big reward.

Which means whatever
they were after,

bad things are
gonna happen

if they leave this
island with it.

Well, then don't let them.

I'm gonna go make
some more calls.

If I get information,
I will get back to you.

(phone beeps)

So, what's the plan?

Split up.

You do know that's what
people say in horror movies

right before something
terrible happens, right?

MacGYVER: Yeah,
but she's right.

I mean, we've got two
big problems,

and both require our
immediate attention, so...

JACK:
Okay, well,

kicking mercenary ass

is where I would
be most useful

and you're
the last chance

those scientists
are gonna have,

so I think this is where you and
I go different directions also.

I'll go with Tex.

Yee-haw.

Okay, then I'll go
with science guy.

MacGyver, just MacGyver.
Okay.

I wouldn't mind it,
except I think

"Science Guy" is already
trademarked.

And, actually, I think
that we're gonna be able to

cover more ground
if we both split up and, uh,

just stay in radio contact.

Okay.
CHIN:
It's a good idea.

We'll do the same.
Yeah.

And, hey, we're not done

talking about this
birthday, man.

If you don't die,

we're gonna have a lot
to celebrate.

Can't hear you.
Yeah, you could hear me.

If you're in pain or need
medical attention,

please move to this side
of the tent

and a doctor will see you
as soon as possible.

And if anybody knows
who this dog belongs to,

I'd appreciate the info.
(dog whimpers)

Don't worry, buddy,
we're gonna get you home.

I promise.

Lot of strays on
the island, brah.

Little guy might not
have an owner.

Here, he looks hungry.

Shrimp always
hits the spot.

Even if you're
walking on four legs.

Thanks. I'm Bozer.

Kamekona.

And this shrimp is
insanely delicious.

Do you have a restaurant
around here?

No, I got a couple of
food trucks on Oahu.

I just came to help.

Figured everyone needed a
good meal after all of this.

RILEY: Yes!
The ad hoc network

is officially
up and running.

What?!
Yeah.

Couldn't have done
it without you.

(laughing):
All right, yeah.

Girl troubles?

The girl isn't
the trouble.

She's amazing.

It's that annoying dude

hanging around her,

being all tall and handsome
and muscley.

I don't know, brah,
she doesn't seem to think

he's so annoying.
BOZER:
Oh, she does.

When she laughs at his jokes,
she's just being polite.

Your situation reminds me
of an old Hawaiian proverb:

Ka hee

o kai uli,

ka pae ka alaala.

That's beautiful.

What's it mean?

The squid from
the deep blue sea

has a peculiar bunch.

Thanks?

(chuckles)

But you're so not helping.

You sure about that, brah?

I did put a smile
on your face.

(laughs)

Yeah, you did.

What about a beach-themed
birthday party,

you know what I mean?

Volleyball, barbecue,
big-ass bonfire?

Who doesn't love a big fire,
right?

You know what?
I'm the wrong guy to ask.

I had to leave my last
birthday party early.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

Well, actually, my niece
was kidnapped.

Really?

That would make me leave my
birthday party early, too.

She okay?

Uh, you know what? She's good.

Actually, she's perfect.

So, I bet her next birthday bash

you're gonna do it up right,
huh?

Oh, yeah. We're pulling out
all the stops.

We're talking balloons,
Moana impersonator, the works.

That's what I'm talking about,
celebrate life, you know?

Gather some rose petals,
you know what I mean?

Pretty sure you mean rosebuds,
but I get what you mean.

So how come your friend
doesn't like birthdays?

I-I don't know,
something about Mars.

See, the kid's problem is,
he thinks too much.

That's why I'm here.

To make him think less?

Sorta. And to keep him
from getting himself shot.

And to make sure he doesn't miss
the forest for the trees.

You know?

It seems to me

like he's lucky to have you.

I keep telling him that.

(metal creaks, glass shatters)

So, your husband make it through
the quake okay?

Oh, yeah. He's fine.

We live in Honolulu
and Oahu was mostly unaffected.

That's good.

How long you been married?

Going on two years.

Congrats. How'd you meet?

I... I arrested his father.

I guess you never know

where you're gonna find
the right person.

(chuckles)

Yeah, we're a regular rom-com.

What about you?

Is there a Mrs.
Makes-Stuff-Out-Of-Other-Stuff?

(chuckles)
No.

I thought I'd met
the right girl,

but then she betrayed her
country and tried to kill me.

Okay.

Then that turned out
to be a cover.

It's... it's complicated.

Ugh. I know the feeling.

(indistinct chatter)

BOZER: Good boy.
Now just look at me.

No, no, no.
Stay right there.

Don't look at that guy.
No, no, no.

Okay, we're gonna
try this again.

We're gonna try this again,
it's all good.

Just look at me.
No, no, at me.

Look at, you got to look at me.

At, uh, no. Not over
there, not at that guy.

Okay, if you c--

You could always dangle
a treat in front the camera.

That'll get his attention.

All right.
Yeah.

All right.

All right.

(chuckles)
Hey, hey.
RILEY: Yeah.

Definitely Insta-worthy.

Cute dog.

Who's he belong to?

Nobody knows.

Which is why I'm taking
his picture.

Thought I'd put it up
on the missing persons site.

So, uh...

How's it going over there
with Mr. I.T.?

Good.

It's nice talking to somebody
who knows the difference between

MINT and UBUNTU, you know?

Fresh breath is important.

Those are operating systems.

I knew that.

You know, if you
can't find the owner,

you could always give the dog
to Mac as a birthday present.

Sad to say that even
this fluffy little face

couldn't get Mac

to break his birthday boycott.

What's his deal?

Mac loves a good party.

Why is he so anti-birthday?

(scoffs)

Okay. Mac doesn't like to talk
about it, all right?

But he wasn't always
anti-birthday.

He used to love his birthday.

Then he turned ten.

His mom had passed away, and his
dad was away on a business trip,

so his grandfather
was throwing the party.

And Mac was actually having fun.

He was convinced that his dad

was gonna come home
and surprise him

with some amazing gift.

But... after the cake was eaten
and the presents were opened...

Mac's grandfather had to sit him
down and tell him that his dad

wasn't on a business trip.

He left

and he wasn't coming back.

Whoa.

Yeah.

Kinda hard to celebrate
after that.

(beeping increases)

Multiple distinct hits
on the other side.

I-I think I found them.

Okay. I'm on my way.

Yeah, well, take your time.

I'm looking at a wall of
concrete and steel beams.

I don't suppose you know how
to make a jackhammer.

I mean, I do... but for that
I'd need a lawnmower engine,

and a tank of compressed gas.

Uh, I was, uh, I was just
kinda kidding.

Explosives are just as risky.

Guess I'm just gonna have
to find a way

to raise these giant beams.

Uh... how?

Don't know. Still haven't
figured that one out, yet.

(drill whirring)

(clattering)

Hey, I got mercs.
They're in the vault.

How are they gonna get in?
The power's out.

Yeah? Well, trust me.
That's not stopping them.

(generator engine starts up)

(grunting)
(alarm beeping)

(whirring, door opens)

Oh, man. They have a hostage.
That ain't good.

I'm on my way.

(men speaking Chinese)

JACK:
Hey, fellas.

How's it going?
Everything cool?

Yeah, don't touch that,
little man.

It's a bad health choice.
Now, I really,

really, really want to do this
the easy way.

I'm a pretty cool guy.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, no, no.

Now listen.

We're all gonna have
to drop our guns.

We're gonna have to let
the hostage go.

And we're gonna have to come
to an agreement

that you're all under arrest.

(squeaking)

(breathing heavily):
Okay.

I'm going in.

(rapid gunfire)

Whoa.

Aftershock!

Hey!

I'm through,
but the wall just collapsed.

(excited, nervous chatter)

Help!
(screams)

Help me! Help me!

(indistinct chatter)

Hi. I'm, uh...

I'm here to save you?

Please, help me. Help me.
The rope!

Grab it!

(groans)
I can't, I can't.

Yes, you can!
I can't. I can't!

Okay, hang on.

Where are you going?
Don't worry, big daddy.

I'm coming to get you.

Kono.

I-I-I'm here. I'm good.

How are you? The scientists?

Yeah. We are, uh, we're good.

All things considered.

Uh...

I don't think I can get through.

The aftershock shifted things.

There's no telling
when another might hit,

so find your way to the surface.

We'll, uh,
we'll find our way up.

All right, a hui hou, MacGyver.

God, it's gorgeous out here.

Won't be so gorgeous
if you fall 40 feet

and slam into the pavement.

(crying):
Help me.

Please.

You're okay, you're okay.
I'm right here.

(crying)
I can't do it,
I can't do it.

(groans)
I got you.

I got you,
I got you.

Okay, how is everybody doing?

Fine... I guess.

But we'd be a lot
better if we knew

how we were
getting out of here,

so your way in...

Was a bit of
a one-way ticket.

Don't worry. I'm good
at finding my way

out of tight spots.

You don't think we've
already tried everything?

I mean, you're
looking at 15 PhDs.

I know. You work for DARPA.

What are you gonna think of
that we didn't already try?

I don't know.

I haven't thought of it yet.

Lab's this way, yeah?

Yeah.

JACK:
So...

can you, uh, can you tell
if anything's missing?

All of my work's still here.

But I just head one department.

I don't know what else
was being kept here.

Okay, so either
they left here empty-handed,

or they knew exactly what
they wanted and grabbed that.

MacGYVER:
Plenty of chemicals,

but we can't risk
blasting our way out.

Any chance your
air ducts are...

12 inches wide. Not even a child
could fit through them.

We tried already.

There's an elevator.
EMILY: An elevator shaft.

Power's out.
There's no way to call the car.

Ah. Good news.

The car is below us.

Don't see how that's good news.

Well, 'cause if it was above us,
then my plan wouldn't work.

You have a plan?

I have half of one, which
is pretty good for me.

This is an ascender rig.

We'll lash these wires to
the elevator lift cables,

and... we'll go up
one at a time.

It'll be just
like rock climbing.

(quietly):
Except greasier, darker,

and our lives depend on it.

So... who's first?

I've done a few climbs
at Kilauea Iki.

I can tie us
off at the top.

That's perfect.

When you get to
the lobby floor,

pry the doors open just like
I did, then yell down.

(phone rings)

I guess Riley got
the cell network up.

Hi, Mac. Glad to see you didn't
get crushed by the building.

And I'm glad to see you haven't
fallen off of it.

Oh, I tried.

So did you find
the other scientists?

Yeah, we're heading up the
elevator up now... kind of.

Did you turn a desk lamp into
a hover board or something?

You know what?
D-Don't answer that.

Just hand me the highest-ranking
scientist you got there

for a tic, will ya?

Emily Gutierrez,
Project Manager.

How can I help?
Hi, Emily.

We're gonna play a little game,
okay?

It's called
"Tell Jack What's Missing."

You got it?

Uh...

everything looks like

where it's
supposed to b...

Oh, God.
What?

Project 23. It's gone.

(sighs)

It's a "smart bullet,"
next generation in ammunition.

The scientist who designed
these bullets said

that they are laser-guided, they
can change course mid-flight,

and that they have
over 99% accuracy.

I read a DoD brief on these--
they're supposed to turn

even a first-time shooter
into an expert marksman.

And now these mercenaries have
the prototype.

Actually, they have a box
of 20 prototypes,

and they only need one
to back-engineer the technology

and create an endless supply.

So if we don't get

these prototypes back,
we're facing an army of snipers

that never miss?

Man, I don't like
anything about this.

I don't like quakes,
I don't like mercs,

and I damn sure don't like
no magic bullets.
Yeah, well, we got to stop them

from getting this ammo
off the Island.

It's not gonna be easy, Mac--
the city's in chaos,

and most of the roads
are shut down, man,

and these mercs have
a big head start.

MATTY:
Then I guess you guys

better get your asses in gear.

Okay.

Yes, ma'am.

MacGYVER: Okay, Riley,
you got the bird's-eye view.

What do you see?

Uh, not including you guys,

I got nine vehicles in motion
near Hilo.

Five are FEMA, three are police,
one's an unmarked panel van

headed east.
Ding-ding,
we got ourselves a winner.

That's got to be the
mercs right there.

Looks like they're heading
for the beach.

And they got a speedboat
waiting for them.

Guys, you better hurry--
you have vog rolling in.

Vog? Is that
a "video blog"?

No. It's like smog
from a volcano.

Oh, that's cool.
No, it's not--
'cause if the mercs

make it off the Island,
it'll be nearly impossible

to track them using
even satellites.

That-that's not cool.
How far ahead are they, Riley?

A lot. But the road they're on
is washed out,

which is slowing them down.

I found a shortcut that
could help you guys catch up.

Take your next left.
Yeah, I see it.

And go faster. Much faster.

(man shouts in Chinese)

(speaking Chinese)

Cover! Cover!

(distorted whooshing)

KONO:
Get down!

MacGYVER:
Hey. You all right?

KONO:
My vest stopped it.

Hey, thanks. I owe you one.

They still got
19 bullets left.

You might have a chance
to pay her back.

Yeah, with that kind
of accuracy,

odds are the next one's
gonna be a headshot.

So you better think
of something, Mac. Right now.

Let's go, baby.
Chin, the laser sight
on your gun,

could I borrow it?
Just the sight, not the gun?

I've never been a big fan
of guns, but I love lasers.

All right.
JACK:
Hurry up, Mac.

I'm running out
of lead, here.

Lasers are stronger
than we want them to be,

so in order to limit

their output, manufacturers add
a potentiometer.

If I can burn that out...

There goes my warranty.

(sighs)

Well, yes, but we get...

You get a stronger laser.
Exactly.

And if those DARPA bullets
follow the biggest beam...

JACK: And to trick it into
hitting something that ain't us.

I love it--
outsmarting robo-bullets.

Let's do it, baby.
Come on, go.

For the plan to work, I need
the sniper to take a shot at us.

Yeah, I'm gonna have to bait
that sniper into shooting at me.

What?
Well, hey,
come on, I'll do it.

Bait's my middle name.
Let's go.
No.

It's gonna be me.

You can aim
better than I can.

Yeah, but, Mac...
I don't even know

if this plan's gonna work.
Sorry. Go!

(distorted whooshing)

(grunting)

(MacGyver grunting)

(Jack whoops)

Aloha, you bastards!
(chuckles)

Well, that-that does mean
good-bye, right?

(man groaning)

JACK: I wasn't
asking you. Shut up.

KONO:
So, it's official.

All rescue teams reported in.
Hilo's been cleared.

Lots of injuries
with zero fatalities.

Nice.
So you guys can
head home knowing

you helped save
a lot of people's lives.

So, where is this,

uh, Phoenix Foundation anyway?

Los Angeles.
No, no, no.
I need an exact address.

I want to know where to send
the bill for this laser sight.

You know,
I actually could fix this

with a couple resistors
and some chewing gum.

Oh, here we go.
(chuckles)
Uh-huh.

CHEN:
Why did I ask?
But you do

have us looking at things
a new way, MacGyver.

Hey, must be going around,

'cause you guys got me
doing the same.

JACK: Me, too.
And, hey,

do me a favor--
next time you see McGarrett,

tell him he's
a wimpy little water baby.

Gladly.

You really want us
to tell him that?

Seriously. Deltas and SEALs
have this longstanding rivalry.

You know what?
I'll tell him myself.

Besides, you guys
already know

what a big crybaby he is, right?

(both laughing)

You do know.
Hey.

You're a good man.
Thank you.
Thank you.

Nice meeting you.
Thank you.

Really.
Yeah.

We should hug.

Jack.
CHEN: Aloha.

Pleasure.
Nice to meet you.

Take care.

Oh, hey--
I want that back.

You got it.

(chuckles)

(groans)

(both sigh)

Ooh.

You know, the world's a
little bit brighter place

with those two in it.
(sighs) Sure is.

And, you know...
I've been thinking.

Uh-oh.

After talking to Kono

and letting a sniper shoot
a laser-guided super bullet

at my face,
that maybe you're right.

I'm sorry,
may-maybe I'm what?
You're right.

Ah, there it is-- my
favorite two words. Ah.

I know I'm gonna regret this,
but I think...

...you should
throw me a birthday party.

(laughing): Oh, yes.
There it is.

Nothing too drastic, though.
No, no, no.

It'll-it'll be
classy, dignified

and intimate.

Isn't that what you were gonna
name your autobiography?

It still is,
it's also the way

I'll describe your
birthday party.

Happy birthday, buddy.

Thanks.

You know, I'd say
I love you, but...

I don't do that stuff.

Yeah, I know
you don't, Jack.

("Push It" by Salt-N-Pepa
playing)

RILEY:
Nice party mix, Jack.

BOZER:
Next time, I deejay.

Great party, Mac.
Glad you let Jack

talk you into it.
Thanks.

And don't... (chuckles)
don't give him too much credit.

The earthquake had
a lot to do with it.
Mm.

Happy birthday, man.

(metallic clattering)

(clatters)

What is it?

A bunch of metal doodads
I found at a yard sale.

(chuckles)
Yeah, looked like

something
you'd want for...

something.
No, I probably will use 'em.

You still bummed about

having to leave the dog behind?
Nah.

I'm thrilled we found his owner.

You know, I wasn't
planning on keeping him,

naming him Chewbacca,

buying him a bunch
of toys and sweaters,

letting him sleep
next to me in bed,

building a life

with my adorable little
Wookie pal. I mean, that--

that would just be silly.

I'm sorry you lost
your dog, Bozer.

Yeah, but at least
the owner promised

to let me video chat
with him regularly.

(phone chimes)

BOZER:
All right.

Hold up. The dude

already has your number?

You gave him
all ten digits

at the same time?

I mean, we scratch-built
an ad hoc phone network

and had to test it
by making calls.

Besides,

he's a nice guy.

If I'm being honest...

...it's not the dog
I'm upset about.

(chuckles softly)
I know, pal.

I know.

Hey, there she is.

Come here
for a second.

Matty,
I got you a little something.

What is it?

Yeah, it's a, uh, souvenir
from Hawaii. You want?

Um...
Of course you do.

Ta-da.

MATTY: Coconut bra?
Seriously?

Do I need to remind you
where the HR offices are?

KAMEKONA:
All right.

Who's ready for some
of my world-famous shrimp?

How 'bout you,
boss lady?

You're a little far

from home, aren't you?

Well, actually,
Mr. Dalton,

he promised me an exclusive
contract at your workplace

if I catered for
Mac's birthday.

Oh, he did?
You cheap bastard.

She loves me.
It's getting cold.

Here you go, try a piece,
you won't regret it.

Here you go,
get in there.

Sorry. Sor...

Yeah, get in there.

MATTY:
Okay,

that's the most delicious
thing I've ever tasted.

(bottle clinks)

Everybody,
a little announcement.

Thanks for comin'.
Uh, we know how weird

Mac is about
birthdays.

Then again, he's a little weird
about everything.

So, instead of celebrating
him with the same old...

song...

Riley, Bozer, hit it.

* Yeah

(playing "Whatta Man")

Huh?

(chuckles)
Ah, yeah.

(all cheering)

Happy birthday, man.

Happy birthday, buddy.
Thanks, man.

* What a man,
what a man, what a man *

* What a mighty good man.

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