All language subtitles for MGyr221

Most people come to Southern California for the sunshine,

but there are others who burn easily,

so they stay in the shadows.

Anthony Braddock was one of them.

Tony Braddock was a professional chemist.

He'd worked himself out of a career with British Intelligence

and into building bombs for anyone who'd pay him.

Maybe he wasn't the kind of guy

you'd want your kids to grow up to be,

but one of his bombs got me out of prison in Morocco.

So when he called early on a quiet Sunday afternoon

and said he was in trouble,

I had to make good on my IOU.

MacGyver?

Tony?

Where are you?

Right here.

Oh...

I'm, uh...

sorry for the fright, old man.

Had to make sure you were alone.

Yeah, I'm alone.

Pete Thornton wanted to come.

It wasn't easy keeping him away.

Peter. Yes.

He always disapproved of me.

A keen judge of character.

Yeah.

According to the organization, Braddock should be in this area.

Jules, uh, check the warehouses here.

And when I find him?

You'll come and get me. Braddock is mine.

Tara.

It's been a long time.

Guess you haven't changed.

How long you been on the run, Tony?

Two weeks.

From the west coast to the east coast and back again.

I... I appreciate your coming.

I remember Morocco.

You saved my life.

Yes. A lot of people would've conveniently forgotten.

Have you ever heard of a man with the code name "Lancer"?

No.

I wish I could say the same.

He, uh... he hired me to do a job.

Uh, naturally, I assumed it was...

legitimate scientific research.

Naturally.

Yeah. I seem to have run out. You wouldn't happen to...?

No, of course not.

I found him, but there's another guy with him.

He could be Braddock's contact.

If he is, it'll be the last contact he ever makes.

You were talking about a legitimate job.

At Lancer's behest and for a large sum of money,

I developed an explosive

with a remarkable stable molecular structure.

You can mold it like plastic and weave it like cloth.

It's quite deadly.

It's my, um, crowning achievement, you might say.

What would Lancer want with it?

He's going to assassinate some of the highest-ranking officers

in your country's elite anti-terrorist brigade.

Omega Force?

None other.

One explosion...

quite effective...

the means of which I'm afraid I've provided.

Well, what's going to happen, Tony?

When? Where? How?

There's going to be a funeral,

an intelligence liaison with the Omega Force -- a civilian.

Several of the key officers will be there to pay their respects.

How will the bomb be disguised?

Well, it could be anything from a pair of crutches to the American flag.

He'll place it at the grave site and leave and then...

set it off.

When is this going to happen, Tony?

Tomorrow, 4:00, Westside Cemetery.

All right, I'll call Pete, tell him to notify the authorities,

tell the brass to stay away from the funeral

and get you some protection.

MacGyver, whither thou goest,

I go, too.

MacGyver!

He's dead.

What about that other guy, MacGyver?

We don't know what Braddock told him.

Killing him shouldn't be difficult.

Yeah? I've heard that song before.

Well, if he had a gun, he would've used it.

No gun, huh?

Muriatic acid is used to clean algae off ship hulls.

Add ammonia, and it reacts kind of interestingly.

And of course we won't mention the smell.

You got to be careful when you handle chemicals.

Each of these can be fairly deadly,

but if you mix 'em together, they neutralize each other,

and you get instant chemical fog.

The window!

Look.

Forget it. He's out of range.

The trawler's name is "Damian."

Yeah. I can read.

Yeah, we got to trace the registration and find the home port.

Blood. Looks like you hit him.

It's not good enough.

Got to make sure he's dead.

This is the trawler Damian.

Yankee-bravo-delta four-seven-nine-two

calling the San Pedro Marine Operator.

San Pedro Marine Operator. Go ahead.

Yeah, I'd like to place a call to my home in Bristol Harbor.

Damian, your transmission is breaking up.

Please repeat your transmission.

Can you hear me now?

Your transmission is still breaking up.

Please repeat. Go ahead, Damian.

This is the trawler Damian.

Yankee-bravo-delta four-seven-nine-two.

Can you hear me now?

Okay, Helen, you called the local hospitals

and the police and got nothing,

so call MacGyver's place again.

I left another message five minutes ago.

His machine's running out of tape.

I told him not to go on this meet alone.

I also told him to call me by 5:00,

and it's past midnight now.

I know.

Get me the police.

They don't label a person missing

till he's been gone for 24 hours.

Well, I can still call them, can't I?

I mean, that is what they're for, isn't it?

Look, I'm sorry, Helen.

It's, uh... it's getting a little late. Why don't you just go on home?

I will if you will.

Okay, you're the boss.

I'm glad somebody around here knows that.

I don't want to leave you here alone.

I'm a big boy.

So's MacGyver.

Call me if you need me.

Please... help me.

Who are you?

How did you get on my boat?

Come on, answer me.

I don't know.

You just stay right where you are.

- I won't hurt you. - Yeah, I'll make sure of that.

This is the trawler Damian.

Yankee-Bravo-Delta 4-7-9-2,

calling any Coast Guard unit

between San Pedro and Bristol Harbor.

Coast Guard, do you read me?

Coast Guard, do you read me?

Looks like we're stuck with each other.

Tara, try to access that file again.

There has to be some way to access that file.

If there is, I don't know it.

The Damian has to be registered

with the Department of Fish and Game.

But it's Sunday night.

All their computer networks are shut down.

- Tomorrow morning... - Tomorrow's too late.

The funeral is at 4:00.

If MacGyver's still alive,

he could tip off the world by then.

I'm not in the habit of picking up hitchhikers.

If we hadn't been in the middle of the ocean,

I would have tossed you overboard.

I'm glad you didn't.

I don't think I could swim that far.

My coffee tastes like diesel fuel, but you want a cup?

Please.

Now...

how'd you get on my boat?

I don't really know.

The last thing I remember...

is I was shot.

Shot?

Look, I'm gonna take you to a doctor,

and then you're gonna talk to the police,

and then you and I are through.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to cause you trouble.

You'll be okay.

We can get something to eat at Phil's Diner once we get in.

This is all I have.

Oh, don't worry about it. Phil lets me run a tab.

I'm Carol Varnay.

I just introduced myself.

It's customary to respond in kind.

What's your name?

I don't know.

You don't know your name?

I can't remember.

Hey, not bad.

Thanks.

So where are we?

Beautiful Bristol Harbor.

Lots of fishing boats, no fish.

I don't know if I've ever been here before.

How's your head?

Well... the outside's sore,

the inside's a little empty.

I'm sure glad you came along when you did.

Thank you.

You're the first thing I've landed in weeks.

What's the matter?

I don't know. Um...

just remembering something.

Look, let me take you to Dr. Jennings.

He can take a look at your head.

No, I-I'd rather not.

The doctor's gonna ask questions.

I don't have any answers... yet.

I just need some time to think.

So you will inform us when you can release information

on the man who went into the water?

Yeah, I will let you know.

Okay.

Benson, the Times.

Yeah.

What have you got, lieutenant?

One murder victim, uh, in the warehouse back there.

Took a nine-millimeter right in the pump.

Any suspects?

Investigation's in progress.

No suspects?

No.

Good luck to you.

Yeah.

Pete Thornton, Phoenix Foundation. What have you got?

Oh, yeah, we found some papers, uh,

from the foundation in that Jeep...

Never mind the papers now.

What about MacGyver? Did you find him?

Well, we found this jacket with this ID in it.

It was floating in the harbor.

That looks like blood.

We're gonna run a lab test.

What's the coroner's wagon doing here?

Guy named Braddock.

He bought it with a nine-millimeter. He's dead.

Anything else?

We'll start dragging the harbor.

All right.

Let me know if you find anything new, will you?

Of course.

Excuse me, uh, Mr. Thornton. Uh, Benson from the Times.

Uh, didn't you used to do intelligence work for the DXS?

I've done a lot of things. What about it?

Well, this man MacGyver,

was he on some sort of intelligence operation?

No, he was here to see a friend about a personal matter.

Did he call you after his meeting?

I haven't talked to him since yesterday.

Well, is there any reason anyone would want to kill him?

Well, we don't know that he's dead, do we?

I mean, we haven't found a body, have we?

That's all I have to say.

Well, I-I'm sorry to intrude, Mr. Thornton.

I won't bother you again.

This MacGyver has some connection with Peter Thornton.

Thornton used to be a DXS operative.

Has MacGyver contacted him yet?

No, but they haven't found his body either.

If he's alive, he may still try to reach Thornton.

Registration on the Damian.

Home port is Bristol Harbor.

Owned by a woman named Carol Varnay.

Jules, get a car, go up there, see what you can find out.

We'll meet you at the old Bristol Harbor Cannery.

Well, you sure know your way around boats.

Why do you say that?

Way you handle those moorings. Takes practice.

Figure you either own your own boat,

or maybe you worked as a deckhand on someone else's.

I don't know. Maybe I have.

What is it?

I don't know.

Everything I'm remembering...

is filled with explosions and gunfights,

and I'm right in the middle of them.

I don't know why.

Jason, what happened to your bike?

I promise I was careful.

It just broke again.

This is my nephew, Jason.

Jason, this is a friend of mine.

Hi.

Hi, Jason.

Listen, uh...

would you be willing to sacrifice this nameplate

if it would get you going again?

Sure. I guess so.

This happen a lot?

Yeah, I think this bike is jinxed.

It's like it always breaks at the wrong time.

Well, things like this usually will.

Mine used to come apart

every time I had something real important to go to.

Where were you headed?

I was on my way to a Little League game,

and the chain came off.

I didn't get there till the fifth inning.

We lost.

See, the problem here is the sprocket teeth

are all worn down.

What we're gonna do is

make a little guide for the chain.

Oughta keep it on track.

And next time, you'll get to the game early.

Maybe come up with a win.

There. That oughta do it.

Just like that.

You fixed it! Thanks!

That was pretty good...

the way you fixed that bike.

Thanks.

Come on, let's get something to eat.

We should be there in another 20 minutes.

We're making good time.

How long do you think it took that boat to get there?

Bristol Harbor's 52 miles up the coast.

The Damian should have made it back to home port early this morning.

As of two hours ago, Thornton hadn't heard from MacGyver.

There are two possibilities:

either he's alive or he's dead.

If he's dead, they'll bury him.

If not, we'll find him and kill him.

It's that simple.

It's not simple at all.

If MacGyver's passed on his information,

this whole thing could blow up in our faces.

Speaking of which,

when are we going to pick up the explosive?

Oh, it's been here all along.

Woven right into the lining.

All I have to do is set the timer.

So, how long have you lived here?

All my life.

I grew up here with my dad and brother.

A lot of memories.

We were pretty inseparable.

Were?

Yeah, you know that storm two years ago, Eleanor?

Took 'em overboard.

Never found 'em.

I'm sorry.

The Varnays are fishermen.

Always have been.

So now I've got the Damian, and...

I know I should sell her, but...

You know what I really want to get into?

What?

Marine science.

Research.

Why don't you?

It's not that easy.

There's something about that boat and this place.

It's got a hold on me.

But it sounds like you're trapped by things you remember.

I'm trapped by things I can't.

Phoenix.

Phoenix.

Arizona?

Huh?

No.

No, um...

Um, something's coming back,

but I-I can't get a handle on it.

Is it... Has it got something to do with the mythology

of the bird rising out of the ashes?

No, no.

Business or...

address or something?

Could-Could it be a person's name?

Somebody you know, a-a friend?

Or-Or maybe it's a symbol.

Uh, you know, like a sign.

A sign. A sign maybe where you work?

Uh...

the Phoenix Foundation.

It's in Los Angeles.

Uh... come on, what's the number?

Well, call information.

No, it's a... a special number.

A private one.

Oh.

I called Sam Taylor in Washington

and asked for an update on Anthony Braddock,

including all current connections.

And what did he say?

That you no longer have unlimited security access.

Sam said that?

What is he doing, turning bureaucrat on me?

Get him on the phone right away!

- Calm down. - I want to talk to him!

I reminded him of the time you covered his tail in Marseilles.

And that I still had the, uh... pictures.

You kept those shots?

No, but he doesn't know that.

So, Anthony Braddock is tied to someone

with the code name "Lancer."

Nationality unknown. No home base.

Well, what does this, uh...

Lancer do?

He kills people.

All over the world.

Strictly cash on the gravestone.

Sam says they think Lancer is planning a hit.

Could be any time now.

Could be MacGyver.

That's got to be the police.

I gave them the private line.

Yes?

Hello. Is this the Phoenix Foundation?

MacGyver! Where are you?

MacGyver, is that you?

MacGyver.

Come on, answer!

- Helen, get on the other line... - Do you know him?

- Oh, he's my ace buddy. - What's happened to you?

He's lost his memory.

Well, if you'll come along with me,

I'll try and help him find it.

- Right this way. - Are you there?

Don't talk, just move.

Are you there, MacGyver?

Talk to me!

Talk to me!

So, who are you?

- What do you want with me? - No questions.

Let's get out of here!

MacGyver, this is Pete.

You got to answer me!

Please, you got to answer me!

MacGyver!

Carol, could that guy have been the police?

No, if he was the police, he would have said so.

Besides, what do the police want with you?

I don't know.

But things are startin' to come back to me.

That Phoenix Foundation -- that was real.

I got to have time to think.

We'll do it at my place. Come on.

Wait, wait, wait.

Look, I don't want to get you in trouble.

If I want your advice, pal, I'll ask for it.

Now come on.

MacGyver was on the telephone when I got there.

Said something about Phoenix Foundation.

Peter Thornton!

What did MacGyver tell him?

Well, I didn't give him a chance to say anything.

That's when I pulled my gun.

That's why you're an idiot.

Don't call me that.

I'm the one that found Braddock in the first place.

But you let MacGyver get away!

- Look, don't you start. - She's right.

If you don't like the way I'm handling things,

then pay me off, and I'm gone.

But I've got enough on the both of you

to put you away until you rot.

So, I guess I'm not such an idiot after all.

Of course not, Jules.

I apologize.

You did what you felt you had to do.

Besides, he didn't tell Thornton anything.

The girl said he lost his memory.

Carol Varnay.

Find her home address. I'll set the detonator.

So...

MacGyver has amnesia.

And amnesia is not a permanent condition.

It just has to last until the funeral today.

I don't think we can count on that.

Very good, Jules.

Now Thornton knows MacGyver is still alive,

and if he had the call traced, he'll be on his way.

If he gets to MacGyver before we do...

Well, we can't let that happen, can we?

All right, thank you. That's great.

That call from MacGyver came from a public phone

on the Bristol Harbor pier, 30 miles north of here.

I'm going up there. Call Sam Taylor.

I want the latest information he's got on this Lancer character.

Wait! Take your coat!

Thank you.

No answer?

No, and it's the same number I called before.

Someone was there.

Now the man on the phone called you MacGyver.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

No, it's just a name.

Well, it's a start.

Now look, all we've got to do is put the pieces of this puzzle together.

I'm great at puzzles.

Carol, everything I'm remembering is so violent.

For all we know, I could be a criminal.

I don't think you are.

I could be.

Do you feel like one?

No.

But with all these flashes of memory,

what if I am?

I'll take my chances.

Hi.

Hi.

Did you happen to see a man using that end phone there?

I'm not supposed to talk to strangers.

He's a good friend, a really good friend of mine,

and he's in trouble.

Well, what's he look like?

Well, he's kind of tall, a little over six feet.

He's got, uh, brown hair, long in back,

uh, brown eyes.

He's a nice guy. He, uh...

He doesn't dress like me, kind of casual.

He was here!

I never said.

He made that!

How did you know?

Well, let's just say I recognize the work.

His name is MacGyver.

He can fix anything.

He could fix a computer with a hairpin

and a piece of duct tape.

Just like he fixed your bike.

Will you help me to help him?

Tara, do you have the address of the Varnay house?

MacGyver and the girl can both make me.

I want to take care of 'em now.

Fine, Jules.

The sooner the better.

I thought you wanted MacGyver alive.

I do.

Then why did you say that?

I have to assume MacGyver told Thornton about our plan,

and Thornton is setting a trap for me at the funeral.

You don't have to go through with it.

I have a contract.

But you have to protect yourself

and the organization.

If there is a trap,

I can use MacGyver to get Thornton,

and Jules can help me do it.

I keep getting so close to putting everything together

and then... nothing happens.

It could be anything from a pair of crutches to the American flag.

MacGyver?

MacGyver!

MacGyver?

He's dead.

Who?

- I saw him get shot. - What?

What are you talking about?

Um... I-I'm really not sure.

- Uh, something about a killing. - Killing?

Where?

It's at a cemetery. Um...

The Westside Cemetery.

Who? Who's going to get killed?

I don't know, but it's going to happen today.

I'm going to try that Phoenix Foundation number again.

Your phone is dead.

And so are you.

Carol, get out of here! Get the police!

Oh! Oh!

Get up!

Glad I got here in time.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Guess the target was you.

You just saved my life. Who are you?

MacGyver, you really don't know who I am?

I've lost my memory.

It's J.D.

Jonathan Dawkins, military intelligence.

I'm your boss.

Don't you remember anything?

All I remember is that there's going to be a killing

at the Westside Cemetery.

I don't know how I know that or why.

Well, that was your assignment.

That's what we sent you in to find out.

Do you know when this is taking place?

Sometime today.

That's the Thompkins funeral.

The officers from the Omega Force will be there.

Omega Force?

The cemetery's an hour away. We still have time to get there.

I need you to stop the killer.

Any idea who it is?

Oh, we've got a suspect.

He's a professional terrorist.

His name's Peter Thornton.

Mobile Command Post to Omega Base.

Omega Base,

this is Major Dawkins.

We're on our way to the Westside Cemetery.

Set up our perimeter security, but keep it covert.

We don't want our suspect Thornton to cut and run.

I'll remain in contact.

So, how long have I been with military intelligence?

Oh, it'll be five years next month.

We'll get you the best help available,

but first we've got to stop this assassination.

We've got to know if your information's been compromised.

Peter Thornton is a member of a terrorist group.

The front is called the Phoenix Foundation.

Phoenix Foundation.

Yeah, I talked to somebody there.

I'm not sure who it was.

Well, that had to have been Thornton.

He's the man who engineered the coup down in San Cortez.

You've been looking for him for five years,

and he's been trying to kill you.

MacGyver, if you remember anything,

remember this face.

Half an hour.

If I'd found out half an hour earlier,

I might've been here in time.

What do you think's happened to MacGyver?

I'm afraid Lancer has him,

and the only information we have on him

is that he's planning an assassination, and we don't know where.

MacGyver said something about a killing.

He what?

It was all in bits and pieces,

but he said it was supposed to happen today...

at the Westside Cemetery.

Well, that's got to be it.

Thank you. Thank you, Miss Varnay.

Pull it up right here.

Wait for us on the upper service road.

You okay?

If anything happens, if Thornton shows up,

you know who he is and what he's trying to do.

Don't take any chances.

That's right, Helen, the Westside Cemetery.

And, oh, I need police backup.

What is a man, that God might take notice of him?

My friends,

Joe Thompkins was the kind of man

God and all of us surely noticed,

and we will miss him

more than we can measure.

He was a beloved husband and father,

a dear and loyal friend.

And though we have come together today

to mourn his passing,

we rejoice in the triumph...

I'm checking perimeter security.

Keep an eye out for Thornton.

...will return to our Heavenly Father who made it,

and that his soul

will be forever part of the glory

of God's holy kingdom.

We'll remember,

our Lord said, "Blessed are the peacemakers."

In a world shattered by senseless violence

that so tragically often strikes at the innocent,

our friend was a peacemaker.

He saw the task...

...and accepted it.

He made of his life a testament

to his country, his service,

his people.

He defended flag and country in far away places,

fighting for the right...

MacGyver!

Hold it.

Stay right there.

I know you've got amnesia.

You don't know who I am, do you?

You're Peter Thornton. You're a killer.

Put down the gun.

I wouldn't.

I have a picture in my wallet of the two of us together.

I want to show it to you.

I said don't move!

Right now, I know you better than you know yourself.

You don't use guns.

That gun doesn't feel right in your hand.

It can't.

You don't use guns, MacGyver.

You hate them.

That number you called at the Phoenix Foundation?

That was my number.

You were trying to reach me whether you knew it or not.

I saved your life.

You were buried in an avalanche, and I dug you out.

I saved you.

Somewhere deep inside, you've got to know that.

MacGyver, we're coming!

Go easy, go easy. You don't want to hit him.

Take it easy. Get him out.

There you are.

Are you all right?

Thanks, Pete.

Pete...

Thank God!

Tony Braddock said there's going to be a killing.

Did he tell you about Lancer?

Lancer's going to do it at the funeral.

Come on.

Lancer planted an explosive.

- Where? - I don't know.

I'll clear the area.

"...will follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

All right, everyone,

let's move out of the area.

You can mold it like plastic

or weave it like cloth...

or weave it like cloth.

Like cloth.

It's the coat.

The bomb's in the coat.

MacGyver, is that Lancer?

Yeah.

- Is that... - Yeah!

- Well, get rid of it! - I am!

If you knew this was happening, why didn't you call the police?

I did.

Well, I'll be...

Nice to meet you again, Pete.

So, you mean the Phoenix Foundation

pays you a bonus after every assignment?

No, well, they don't exactly pay.

They kind of do things.

They arranged for me to have a scrimmage

with a pro hockey team one time,

arranged for a scholarship for a little girl.

And...

they bought some new wheels for a friend of mine.

Wow! Is it really for me?

Yeah, I'd say it's about the right size.

Thanks, MacGyver!

Check it out!

So, you are one of the good guys after all.

Told you.

Oh, you did more than that.

You saved my life

and the lives of a lot of other people, too.

Thank you.

Well, you made me look at my life in a whole new way.

Memories are okay to have,

as long as they don't get in the way of dreams.

Am I hearing what I think I'm hearing?

Marine science.

Going back to school nights and weekends.

It's going to take a little longer, but I'll do it.

And you'll be invited to graduation.

Well, that's something I won't forget.

MacGyver, look! Watch this!