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Previously on MacGyver...

Run. Run!

Who is this guy?

Why does he want you dead?
His name is

Nicholas Helman.

HELMAN:
This is Officer Martinez.

I need to report a possible 207.

That's the man who trained me.
He taught me everything I know.

The man was an artist of death,

someone that I greatly admired.

You think I'm bad?

Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet.

(Bon Jovi's
"Wanted Dead or Alive" playing)

(cheering and applause)

MAN:
Come on, sing it, man.

Yeah!

♪ It's all the same ♪

♪ Only the names have changed ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Feels like I'm wastin' away ♪

♪ Another place ♪

(crowd singing along)
♪ Where the faces are so cold ♪

♪ I ride all night ♪

♪ Just to get back home ♪

♪ I'm a cowboy ♪
(cheering)

♪ On a steel horse I ride ♪

♪ I'm wanted ♪

♪ Everybody ♪

♪ Dead or alive ♪

♪ I'm wanted ♪

♪ Dead or alive ♪

(cheering)

♪ Dead or alive ♪

♪ Dead
or alive ♪

♪ Dead or alive. ♪

♪ ♪

MacGYVER: So, I know
this place is first-rate

as far
as conventional care goes.

However,

I read about
an experimental drug in China

Your knight,
bishop... (sighs)

The way you're playing,
there's just so many options.

There's also that top clinic
in Berlin I told you about.

The wait list is long,
but I made some calls, so...

You know who you should call?
Bobby Fischer,

because this is turning
into a massacre.

Are you even listening to me?

Not really. You should get
your head in the game.

My head is exactly
where it should be, Dad.

Focused on getting you

the best cancer
treatment available.

I'm already getting
the best treatment.

Yeah, well,

chemo's not without
side effects.

And the results have been mixed.

That's not what I mean.

Oh.

As much as I love spending time
with you, and I do,

we both know that it's not
gonna save your life.

(phone chimes)

(sighs)
Matty needs me in the War Room.

Director Webber,
perfect timing as usual.

I know.

Checkmate.

All right, let's go.

Uh, Dad, you need to rest.

I'll manage.

Besides, going to work
takes my mind off things.

I really think you should stay.

I appreciate your
opinion, son,

but I don't need
your approval.

I'm your boss, remember,
and next time you let me win,

try to be less obvious.

MATTY:
All right, listen up.

Last night a man was murdered

at a karaoke bar
in San Francisco.

Currently police have
no suspects, but

one patron did manage to capture
this video on their cell phone.

HELMAN:
♪ Ride all night ♪

♪ Just to get back home ♪

Hold on, is that...?
No, it's not possible.

Why is everyone shocked

that the silver fox can sing?

OVERSIGHT:
'Cause that's Nicholas Helman,

one of the world's most
prolific killers for hire.

Old man's an assassin?

More like the best assassin.
Long, very violent

story short,

the last time we saw Helman,

he was being zipped up
into a body bag.

But today I had two agents

exhume his coffin,
and it was empty.

MacGYVER:
Who was Helman's target?

The victim

was FBI interrogator
Michael Evans.

His primary focus

was organized crime.

SFPD and FBI
are working his murder.

But since Phoenix
is responsible for Helman

still roaming the Earth,

it's on us to catch him.

I've already reached out to
the FBI to get more information

on Special Agent Evans.

You know, it's possible

someone Evans was chasing
hired Helman.

RILEY: Helman gets his jobs
from the Dark Web.

I could search around,
try to see who

was retaining
his services.

Get on it.

That means you three

tag along with me.

Cool, riding with
the big man.

So where we going?

To speak to the one person
who knows Helman better

than anyone else.

DESI:
I'm guessing it's not his mom?

(MacGyver chuckles)
MATTY: That's a big no.

OVERSIGHT:
Roll down your windows.

(beeps and clicks)

(gate buzzes)

DESI: Talk about remote.
MacGYVER: Trust me,

the guy you're about to meet,

you want as far away from
populated areas as possible.

The Moon would
be too close.

Sir, follow me, please.

DESI:
Okay, enough suspense.

What kind of monster
you keeping down here?

Indominus Rex?
King Kong?

That kid from The Omen?

The only prisoner
kept here has a son.

And since field trips off-campus

aren't really an option,
once a month

there's a supervised
visit here.

When I heard
I was getting visitors,

I didn't want
to get my hopes up,

but here you are.

Wilt, always a pleasure.

A new Avenger.

Lovely.

I do hope
that we can be friends.

Or not.

Could it be?
The Mac Daddy himself?

Truly honored.

Whatever could be so important?

Helman is alive.

(chuckles)
Good one, boy scout.

We both saw me shoot him.

Then the men came,

zipped him in a body bag,
drove him off

to be buried in a hole.

And yet he never
made it there.

You're serious.

Very.

That's a wrinkle.

We're here to get your help.

Putting him in the ground?

Finding him.

Boring.

Karaoke bars, dead bodies,

blah, blah, blah.

I'm just so happy

to finally meet the man
who abandoned

my BFF.

How's the reconciliation
going?

I'm sensing some tension.
Anything we need to talk out?

DESI:
You are not kidding
about this one.

He is special.

The deeper you go,
the darker it gets.

Mac's dad's no easy
puzzle, either.

Guy's got the big "C"
and he won't let it

slow him down, despite
the toll it might take.
Yeah.

The man's a force of nature.

I meant on Mac.

MURDOC:
Tell me, Papa Bear,
why should I help you?

Because if you refuse, your
visits with your son will stop.

And soon you'll become
nothing but someone

Cassian kind
of remembers.

The irony of receiving
that threat from you. Wow.

But you're forgetting
something.

Guys, I've been locked in a box.

How could I possibly know
what Old Saint Nick's

been up to, hmm?

Well, he trained you.

Taught you everything
that you know.

(Murdoc snores)
So, you can get
into his head

and tell us how he operates.

It's like...

You know, I'm really
short on patience these days.

You've got three
seconds to say yes.

Three...
Okay, okay,
I'll help, I'll help.

All right? Gosh. Relax.
Is he always this tense?

Got to learn to enjoy
life more, Dad, okay?

Okay. Here we go.

Is this the only body
that he's dropped?

That we know of.

Why?
Because allowing himself
to be captured on camera

wasn't a mistake.
(elevator bell dings)

It was a calculated risk.

Yeah. Yeah.
I'll file the motions tomorrow.

Don't worry.
I'm ready for trial.
(key beeps)

Obviously, I don't know exactly
what Helman's planning,

but whatever it is,

Helman is willing to risk

everything to finish
what he started.

Helman just committed
another murder.

This time he killed
a federal prosecutor.

Is there a connection
between the prosecutor

and the FBI interrogator
at the karaoke bar?

Yes.

This gentleman.

His name is Alex Yee.

Not too long ago he was
the number two shot caller

in a San Francisco gang

with strong ties

to a Hong Kong crime syndicate.

And now?

The FBI flipped him.

He's scheduled to testify
against his former colleagues

to the grand jury
in less than a week.

MacGYVER:
Let me guess.

Helman's victims were the
guys who did the flipping.

That's correct.

Helman must've been hired
by the syndicate to take out

everyone working the case.
No doubt Yee made that

hit list, too.
Where's he now?

RILEY:
In a safe house
outside San Francisco.

But the FBI's prepping
to move him as we speak.

MATTY:
They're upping security

and taking him
to a federal holding pen

two hours south of Oakland.

MURDOC:
Hel-loo...

Not nice to talk about someone

behind their one-way mirror.

Or is two-way mirror?

That nomenclature's
always confused me.

Oh, MacGyvers!

(lock buzzes, latch clicks)

I knew you wouldn't leave
without saying goodbye.

It's not in his
upbringing. Right, Dad?

Look, you were right.
Helman killed again.

Hmm.
If you know anything
else that can help us

find Helman, now's the time.
Again with that edge.

You know, Pops,

you're looking a
little off-color.

Everything okay?
Shut up
and answer the question.

No, MacGyver,
I'm just making sure

that Papa Bear is
feeling all right.
How about you just...

Hey.

I've got cancer, Murdoc.

Doc gives me fifty-fifty shot.

Oh.

Just when you two
were finally building a bond.

If I was staring down
my expiration date,

I'd be sipping
margaritas on a beach

instead of talking to
me in this hellhole,

but, hey,
priorities, right?

Quid pro quo,
Murdoc.

Or are we wasting
our time?

He doesn't know anything.

In what city did
the killings take place?

San Francisco.

And what was the weapon
of choice?

First poison, then
an eight-inch Bowie knife.
(scoffs)

It's so Jimmy O'Hara.

BOTH:
Who?
Gus Swetnam.

Alexei Kovac? Sven Nordquist.

And these are...?

Some of Helman's aliases;
each one operates

in a specific part
of the country

with a specific M.O.
So, if the cops get

on any of their trails,
they think it's a real person?

See? Get Riley to do

her typey-typey thing
with those names,

and before you know it,

you'll be knocking
on Helman's door.

We got intel
that apartment 312 is leased

under an alias
used by our target.

Credit card activity
confirms he's been

in this neighborhood
the last couple of days.

Now we've all heard
how dangerous this guy is.

So be ready.

We're in the
building, Matty.
MATTY: Copy, Mac.

We picked Helman up
on traffic cameras in the area,

but that was hours ago.

We know if he's
in the apartment now?
RILEY: Unfortunately, no.

We don't have angles on all
the exits and entrances.

You're going in blind.

(coughs)

TEAM LEADER:
Go. Move, move, move.

Dad. What are you doing?

I find that Kevlar is more
effective at stopping bullets

if worn properly.

You don't need to go upstairs.

I do.

If you don't think your dad can
physically handle this, say so.

He's fine.

He needs this right now.

For once, I actually understand
what's going on in his head.

So...

This should not be
an emotional decision.

Lives are at stake.
I know. And
if it comes

to that, I'll have a talk with
him, convince him to stand down.

It's you I'm worried about, Mac.

Don't get distracted.

Whoa.

What the hell?

HELMAN (on device):
Listen, we've been
over this many times.

I have a way I do business,

and I don't change that
for anyone.

I don't care
who you think you are.

On my mark...

(whoops)
I haven't been

to the movies
in so long.

I'd kill for some popcorn.
Hint, hint.

With Goobers

and gummy bears mixed in--
isn't that the best combo?

Man, even your snacks are crazy.

Five...

MURDOC:
So, on a scale of one to ten,

how much do you like the newbie?

Four...
Why?

'Cause, you know,
if you want to keep her,

you may not want her
so close

to Helman's door

when they breach.
DESI: Three...

Two...

Mac, abort! It's a trap.
Wait, Desi, stop.

OVERSIGHT:
Son, you just lost

the element of surprise.
If Murdoc
says it's

booby-trapped, we can't risk
it. We need another way in.

Riley?
The apartment
only has

one window
and there's no fire escape.

Yeah, we're three stories up;
that's not gonna

work for an entire tac team.
Right, but

it also means Helman isn't going
anywhere. I've got an idea.

But first I got to borrow
something

from these kids.
I know
I'm new here, but...

borrow's in quotes, right?

TEAM LEADER:
Move out. Go, go, go.

Go. Move, move.

Fan out.

Secure the perimeter.

Go, go.

Clear.
Clear.

HELMAN:
We've been over this many times.
AGENT: Clear.

I have a way I do business.

And I don't change that for...
(beep)

On a loop.
Target's not on-site.

So where's Helman?

Oh. I am so sorry.

No apologies necessary.

I wasn't looking
where I was standing.
(chuckles)

A-Am I wearing your latte now?

No, fortunately.

Ah, good fortune is
mine today, apparently.

I'll tell you what.

If you truly feel bad
about barreling into me

like a drunken sailor...
(chuckles)

...why don't you buy me
a cup of coffee?

Oh, I'm sorry. I might have
given you the wrong impression.

I'm actually married.

Hmm. Well, I wouldn't be
here if you weren't.

I don't understand.

(whispering):
Don't make a scene.

Say something, and
it'll end badly for you.

We found weapons, IDs,
dozens of credit cards

matching aliases
that Murdoc gave us,

and that laptop.

But nothing indicating
where he might be.

All right, Riley,
I am connecting you

to Helman's laptop.

What do you see?

Helman's no slouch
when it comes to security.

The encryption he's using

is top of the line.

AES, 256-bit, symmetric key.

MacGYVER: Okay, how long
will it take you to get...
Done.

Starting with the files
most recently opened,

I've got photos
and daily schedules

on both victims and...
bank transfer confirmation

in a third-party messaging app.
MATTY:
Helman received

$10 million
a month before the murders.

MacGYVER:
That's got to be

the Hong Kong syndicate
hiring him to take out Yee.

Riley, what's
that file?

We have a big problem.

What is it, Matty?

Helman has the secret
FBI transport routes

from Yee's safe house
to federal holding.

He knew dropping the first two
bodies would make the Feds

move Yee.
Helman couldn't attack

the safe house,
so he tricked the Feds

into moving the witness.
MacGYVER: Helman's
gonna hit the transport.

And we played
right into his hands.

All right, we are 15 minutes out
from intercepting the transport.

Director Webber, did you get
our warning to the FBI?

I did, but they won't
alter their route.

The primary is the quickest way
to the federal holding pen.

And given it's already been
cleared of traffic,

the Feds think their best chance
of delivering Yee alive

is to maintain
their speed and heading.

OVERSIGHT:
That makes sense.

For all we know, Helman
has someone inside the FBI

giving him info
in real time.

This nutbag always seems
to be one step ahead of us.

We need to be the variable
that he didn't account for.

Agreed, but if we don't figure
out where Helman is intercepting

the transport, then we won't
even factor into the equation.

Well, Bozer's questioning

our in-house psychopath
as we speak.

Hopefully he'll have
the answers we need.

You might as well ask me
how Picasso painted.

I mean, if predicting
the process of an artiste

like Helman were easy,
he'd already be in custody.

Or dead for reals.
Murdoc,

if you can't or won't help,
just say so.

And I'll make sure...
Oh, make sure

that I never see Cassian again?

You're so one-note, Wilt.

Does Leanna ever tell you that?

Oh, by the by,

how are things between
you little love muffins?

I'm gonna give you

five seconds to say
something of value.

Otherwise, I'm gonna go...
(shushes)

Okay, get the Double Macs
on the horn.

I'm ready to dazzle them.

Mac.
Bozer?

MURDOC:
Hey-hey! Howdy, Scooby Gang.

How goes the road trip?

I'm trying not to be hurt that
I was left out of all the fun.

Although it is nice to get
some real QT with Wilt.

MacGYVER:
Just get to the point, Murdoc.

Your tensions
are running high in there.

So I'll jump right in, mm-kay?

Looking at the FBI route,
looks like there's

an open stretch of highway
around the 30-mile marker.

Got it.

If I'm Helman,

that's my strike zone.

Yeah, I'm not feeling it.
(groans)

Boss?
Me neither.

Helman's too smart for that.

He's not the type

to risk an assault
from such an open position.

I hate to say this, but...

Murdoc's been right so far.

About everything.

If we're making
a calculated guess...

I say we roll the dice
with him again.

MURDOC:
Aw, Angus.

I'm feeling the love.

Why didn't we
ever hug it out?
So that your hands could

end up around my throat?
MURDOC:
Yeah, well, there's that.

Proceed to
the 30-mile marker.

As per
Murdoc's suggestion.

"As per Murdoc's suggestion."
Did you hear that?

(tires screeching)

AGENT:
Secure the perimeter.

(agents speaking indistinctly)

I want two vehicles
to front and follow

the FBI transport
the moment it arrives.

Transport is one minute out.

RILEY:
Hey, Mac,

I got
an unidentified vehicle

closing fast
on your position

from the opposite direction
of the transport.

This could be Helman.

You've got less
than a minute.

DESI:
It appears to be a delivery van.

Driver's wearing a hat.

Sun's banging off
the windshield.

I can't confirm it's Helman.
(sighs)

If that van is full
of explosives, we need

to find a way to stop him
before he gets any closer.

May I borrow that rifle?

SNIPER:
Yes, sir.

TEAM LEADER:
Go, go.

(overlapping shouting)

DESI:
Hands. Hands.

Get out of the car.
Get out of the car.

On your knees.
Keep your hands up.
(driver whimpering)

(stammering): I was told
to make a delivery to this spot.

I was paid extra
to be on time.

I-I was late, that's
why I was speeding!
What's in the van?

I-I don't know.
I-I did't load it.

Please don't shoot me.
(whimpers)

DESI:
Keep your hands up.

Go ahead.

FBI transport's
reaching you now.

OVERSIGHT:
Teams one and two,
fall in, fall in!

Those balloons were from Helman.
What the hell is he up to?

Jenna. What's this? I wasn't
expecting you till later.

Got called in early
to bring this transfer in.

You get the notice?
No.

I'm gonna have to call this in.
Just stay right there.

Hey, same team.

But no problem.

Do what you got to do.

You said that if I let you in...

...you would let my husband go.

I lied.

Hello, Dennis.

DJ Nick here,

locked and loaded and ready
to rock your cell block.

All remaining Phoenix personnel,
feel free to sit this dance out,

because the next jam

is dedicated to the grease stain

who murdered my beloved wife.

This is
our spotlight tango, Dennis.

Be killing you soon.

Got to hand it to the old guy.

He never disappoints.

(lock buzzes, latch clicks)

Mac,

Helman's here.

Boze? Helman is where?

At the black site.

GUARD: We have a breach.
MacGYVER: Bozer, talk to me.

What's go...

Hello?

Mac.
MATTY: Is this really happening?

RILEY:
Yeah, it is,

and I can't do
anything to stop it.

Helman's locked me out.

AGENT:
Stay where you are.
Everything about the FBI case--

the murders, the
supposed attack

on the transport--
it was all a ruse.

He moved us around
the board like chess pieces,

lured us hundreds of miles
out of position.
Murdoc's been Helman's target

the whole time, and we left
Bozer in the line of fire.

MATTY: Guys, what's your ETA?

DESI:
We'll be there in 20.

That's not fast enough.

Riley, I can't get through.

Any luck reaching Bozer?
Not yet.

The black site's communications
are still out.

I don't think I'll be able
to get it back up any time soon.

DESI:
What I don't understand is,
how did Helman ID

the guard who walked him
into the facility?

All black site personnel
have SCI-level clearance.

And if the $10 million
that was transferred

into Helman's account

was for killing Murdoc, not Yee,
then who hired him?

Someone who knew we had Murdoc
at the black site.

And that's a very,
very short list.

(alarm sounding)

(door opens)

Get back in that cell.

Don't have to tell me twice.

(gunshots)

MURDOC:
You hear those
bangs, Wilt?

Those are the melodic bass notes

of Helman's
Franchi SPAS-12 shotgun

beating a bloody path
to my doorstep.

Now's not the time to impress me
with fancy gun names.

(groans) Look, with
all due respect

to the strategic expertise of
Guard Number 7 in the hall,

staying put is a
supremely bad idea.

(gunshot in distance)

(gunshot)

GUARD:
Get him out of here!

(gunshots)
GUARD 2:
Return fire!

GUARD 3:
Behind you!

I'm glad we moved past
the sitting duck stage.

We're gonna need
some major firepower

if we're gonna,
I don't know, survive.

Now you want me
to give you a gun, too?

Only if you want
to keep breathing.

Tempting, but no chance in hell.

What's the plan?

(gunshot)
(guard grunts)

GUARD 4:
Regroup, regroup, regroup!

Still working on it.

Follow me.

(gunshots)
(guard screams)

(laughs):
Ooh, boy.

Old Nick is still at it,
hasn't lost a step.

Sure you don't want
an extra set of hands

for when my good friend shows
up? And he will soon.

Look, I may be on the verge
of a nervous breakdown, Murdoc,

but I can still do math, and
I know that one armed psychopath

is better than two.

Agree to disagree. So
what's the plan, Capitan?

Okay, we're gonna go
through that door...

(gasps)

Come on. Let's get you
out of here.

Come on, come on.

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

Murdoc, we need
something to block the door.

And then what? Come on,
Wilt, we're in this together.

It's Waterloo time, Wilt.

Like it or not, our
fates are intertwined.

So, unless you want
us to both be buried

on the same day,
let me off the leash, okay?

Come on.

(grunts)

All right.

(groans)

(panting)

Oh, that feels nice.

(shouts)
Just kidding.
(gasps)

How much longer?

We'll touch down on the black
site's roof in five minutes.

(both growl)

(groaning)

(laughs)

I've been waiting so long
for this, Dennis,

willing myself to live
long enough to pay you back.

I can only imagine how you felt
when you opened that e-mail

hiring you to kill me.

Like Christmas morning

and my birthday
all rolled into one.

You're so excited,
you didn't even stop to wonder

how someone managed to find me.

I got ten million reasons
not to care how.

I was finally

gonna get to turn you
into a corpse.

The rest is
just background noise.

Matty, you're not
gonna believe this.

I found the computer that sent
Helman's $10 million

payment a month ago
to kill Murdoc.

It's in the black site.

What?

How is that even possible?
I don't know.

OVERSIGHT:
Wasn't Cassian's last visit

to the black site
a month ago?

Yes.

Now, I'm just getting
to know this family.

Just to be clear,

we're not suggesting
that Cassian

hired a hit man

to take out his father, right?

No. Murdoc.

It was Murdoc who hired Helman.

(yells)

I hired you. Yeah, see,

I brought you here

to finish you once and for all,

and to use you
as a key to unlock

all the doors
that I knew I couldn't.

So thank you, Nick, for
giving me my freedom.

Now...

I'm gonna give you yours.

You've always been ahead
of yourself, Dennis.

I do hope you enjoy this
as much as I will.

(grunts)

Double-oh-Boze: one,
world's greatest assassin: zero.

World's greatest? Him?

That's just hurtful, Bozer.
Man, shut up

and find me something
to restrain him with.

That's a nasty
shoulder wound, buddy.

I've never seen
Helman miss before.

Yeah, lucky me.

And you're welcome, Murdoc.

Yes.

(racks shotgun)
Thank you, Wilt.

Hmm.

Just hurry up
and get it over with.

I'm not gonna kill you.

You're not?

I'm not. See,

I knew Nick

would find the black site,
carve a path,

let me walk right out
the front door,

but what I didn't anticipate
was the silver fox

getting the better of me
mano a mano.

You are the only reason
he didn't send me

to my great reward,

so to pay you back,

I'm going to let you live.

(racks shotgun)

You know,
I think it's poetic justice

to let Nick live out
the rest of his days

down in this sunless box
where I've suffered,

so you could see
to that,

won't you?

DESI:
But why would Murdoc hire

Helman to kill Murdoc?

Because he knew that Helman
would do anything it took

to find and attack
the black site

if he used himself as bait.

Wait a second.

This wasn't a hit.

It was a jailbreak.

(tires screeching)

Ooh, we got a little birdie.

I have a visual on Murdoc,

heading west on route 29.

Mac and Oversight
are in ground pursuit.

How's Bozer?
RILEY: He's getting patched up.

He took a blast of buckshot
to the shoulder and he's

got a concussion,
but he'll be okay.
And we have Helman in custody.

That leaves just
one last lunatic

to put back in an asylum.

(laughs) Come on.

(tires screeching)

It's two-for-one night
on MacGyvers. Come on.

All right?

Come on, Daddy.

Yeah, your aim's about as good
as your driving.

(clicks empty)
Ah!

PIT him.

California drivers.

Hey, uh, I don't think
I'm gonna be able

to force that thing
off the road.

There's a winch

and a tow hook
on the front of this.

It could be used
as an anchor line.
Then we can use

the weight of this vehicle
to bring his to a stop.

It's a great idea.

Hold on.

H-Hold on, Dad,

I don't think that you
should be the one doing that.

All right. You're right, son.
I'll take the wheel.

Now what are you doing?

Ready!

Hold on.

Sorry, son.
You got this.

Come on, Boy Scout.

(grunts)

Nicely done.

I can't believe I'm saying this
to my best bud.

Right now you're being
so annoying!

Well, you could
still pull over.
Oh, please.

Now!

Don't make me go
back there, Angus.

Anywhere but there.
How about, um, Leavenworth?

Or, um, I heard
that Rikers Island

is very nice this time
of year. I'll be good.

I promise.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, nutbag.
(groans)

(clicks tongue)

You okay?
Yeah, well,

I'll be feeling it tomorrow.

Better you than me.

Thank you, son.

For what?

Being my son.

(applause)

Thank you.

Thank you,
thank you.

But I got to admit,

being a hero hurts a lot,
like way too much.

Nice job taking down Helman,
Bozer. I am very proud of you.

All in a day's work.

Though, if I'm
being honest,

it was above and beyond.
Any chance you got me in line

for a pay bump, Matty?
Don't get carried away, Bozer.

(laughs)

Nothing but
good news here.

Alex Yee delivered his testimony
to the grand jury,

and indictments

against the Hong Kong
crime syndicate

will be handed down shortly.

DESI:
As for our black
site, I've suggested

a number of security upgrades
to make sure nothing

like Murdoc's escape or Helman's
attack ever happens again.

RILEY:
Do we have any idea
how Murdoc

even knew Helman
was still alive?

We asked
our favorite psychopath,

but he hasn't exactly been
forthcoming.

So, we decided what Murdoc's
punishment will be?

I mean, we're not just
turning the page

like nothing happened, right?
Oh, no.

Murdoc will be punished.

(lock buzzes)

Mm, looks great, fellas,

but couldn't you have gone
for more color on the walls?

I don't know, brighten up
your little black site

with a seafoam green
or azure blue?

C'est la vie.

You'll be back soon,
won't you, MacGyvers?

You know, I think
where we went wrong

was a lack of communication,
but some social interaction

with my intellectual peers
will help, you know,

keep me grounded.

You bit the hand
that feeds you, Murdoc.

I don't think we're gonna
be back any time soon.

And neither
will Cassian.

Life is cruel,
so are the people in it,

but you'll be back
as soon as the next psycho

comes a-frolicking down
the butcher path.

As it turns out, your expertise
isn't quite as unique

as you might have thought.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, let's just say
we understand

how hard it's been on you

to be kept here
in almost total isolation,

so we added a little
something special

to help you pass the time.

Ooh, you're so mysterious,
Daddy Mac.

What could it be? A TV?

Paint set?
I do fancy myself

quite the Bob Ross protégé.

Good morning, Dennis.

I'm so looking forward to
spending lots of quality time

with you.
Is this a joke?

Get back here, MacGyver.

Daddy Mac?

No, no, no, no, no.
This is cruel and unusual.

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home on the range ♪

♪ Where the deer ♪

♪ And the antelope play ♪

♪ Where seldom is heard ♪
MacGyvers!

♪ A discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies ♪

♪ Are not cloudy all day. ♪

Agent Nguyen.

Boss.

You come to
check up on us?

I had to make sure
for myself that Hellspawn

and his kooky protégé were
buttoned up good and tight.

That they are.

You okay?

All things considered, yeah.

Good to hear.

See you tomorrow.

Uh, Desi...

Something you need?
Something I wanted to say.

Yeah.

Jack was the best agent
I'd ever worked with.

He always watched my back,

and him doing his job
made it easier to do mine.

Those aren't shoes that any
one person should have to fill,

but I wanted to tell you
that you're doing a great job.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

I'm gonna head
to Phoenix.
Yeah.

I was gonna drive my dad,
so... (clears throat)
Yeah, cool.

(car door opens)

That was
Director Webber.

I cleared our schedule
for the rest of the day.

It's beautiful out.

I figured we could spend
the afternoon together, or...

Yeah, absolutely.
What are we gonna do?

We could take
a nature hike.

Or we could try and finish
that superconductor you've been

working on.
No, no.

I was gonna say we're actually
really close to Trout Lake.

And I heard the algae bloom is
excessively large this year, so

maybe we could take
some samples...

We could, uh, skip the algae
and just go fishing.

Ri-Right. (laughs)
Uncomplicated.

You know, the last time
we went fishing together,

I wasn't old enough
to drink beer.

Mm, which is pretty much
the best part of fishing.

Sold.

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