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MACGYVER [lN VOlCEOVER]:
I'd been doing volunteer work

at the Challengers Club for years,
dropping by whenever I could.

The club began with a dream
and an empty building.

With some hard work
and imagination,

it had survived for 1 5 years.

When something was needed,
it was usually donated or scrounged.

I'd added some stuff
to the weight machine.

I knew the kids would be thrilled
with the results.

It'll never fly, man.

I knew you could do it, MacGyver.

Well, give it a try.

BOOKER:
You invented it. Go ahead.

Come on, Rico. Get on there.

No way. I'm too young
and good-looking to die.

[LAUGHS]

No sweat. Can't be that bad.

Come on, Slim, move it.

Booker! Booker!

The city council meeting
is in two hours.

Don't worry. Plenty of time.

If the council doesn't approve
our funds,

the Challengers Club's
1 5th anniversary may be its last.

We have to get ready.

Hey, you never told me things
were so bad.

If I did, you'd worry.

And worrying is Cynthia's thing.

She does it better
than anybody I know.

It's a dirty job,
but somebody has to do it.

I'll tell you what.

I'll worry about the money.
Cynthia can worry about the time.

And, MacGyver,
you can worry about the plumbing.

- Huh?
- Kitchen sink's busted.

Ah.

- Hey. Get the hell out of there.
- What?

- He's stealing the truck.
- Hey!

Hey. Come on, hey.

Hey! Get out of there, kid.

Come on out of the truck, boy.

[ENGlNE STARTS, DlES]

Hey. Get out of there.

[ENGlNE STARTS]

You ain't going nowhere.

[SQUEALlNG]

You've had it now!

Get in the car and get after him!

Don't worry, we'll get him.

[TlRES SQUEALlNG]

Officer. Over here.

A kid just stole my van.
I think I know where he went.

POLlCEMAN:
Get in.

How many N's
in the word "anniversary"?

Good question. How many D's
in the word "dictionary"?

Ray, what's going on?

Stop. Get out of here, now.

All right, boys, slow it down.

Out of the way. This isn't your fight.

There isn't going to be
any kind of a fight at all.

[CHATTERlNG]

That's the kid.

- Arrest him.
- What are the charges?

Mr. Larson is saying
that this kid stole his truck.

Oh, man, he's lying.

Heh. Are you gonna believe him,
or three witnesses?

I'm afraid you have to
come with me, son.

Tell me the truth, Ray,
I wanna help you.

Yeah, by turning me over
to the cops?

- What happened, Larson?
- One of your kids got caught in the act

and you can't cover for him
this time.

I've had it with you people.

BOOKER:
Larson's been lobbying city council

to have the Challengers Club
shut down.

He says we attract gang members
and drug addicts.

Doesn't he know you run
an anti-drug program?

He knows it. He just doesn't care.

So far we've been able to convince
city council we're a positive influence.

So far.

This thing with Ray couldn't
have happened at a worse time.

BOOKER:
Jenkins, you got a minute?

- So what's going to happen to him?
- He'll be detained under 602

of the Welfare and lnstitution Code
until he gets a date to appear in court.

Well, it sounds like all those years

helping Booker study for his law exams
didn't go to waste.

[CHUCKLES]

Sometimes I wish he had gone on
to practice law.

But you know what he says.

"By the time a kid needs a lawyer..."

- It's already too late?
-Mm-hm.

Ray's a repeater. He's been running
with a gang since he was 1 0.

BOOKER: Used to run. He's been
doing great at the Challengers Club.

His mother's in the hospital.

I can't release him
if there's no one to release him to.

- What about--?
- I know what you're gonna say,

but you and Cynthia got
half a dozen kids in your custody.

Unless you find somebody else,
Ray's going to jail.

Where can I possibly find
somebody who could--?

What?

Hey, I don't even know the kid.

Kids like you
once they get to know you.

MacGyver's qualified. He used to work
full-time at the Challengers Club.

That was years ago, Booker.

Okay. If it's gonna
be a burden to you--

I didn't say
it was gonna be a burden.

Oh, man.

Good luck.

Hi. Name's MacGyver.

I'm told kids like me
once they get to know me.

Yeah, well, I'm no kid.
And I don't like you.

And I sure as hell
don't want to get to know you.

Okay, well, I guess we're off
on the wrong foot.

I hate when that happens.

Why don't we start over?

Hi. Name's MacGyver.

And I'm gonna be on you
like green on grass

till Booker gets out
of that council meeting.

Put on your seat belt.

[ENGlNE STARTS]

They got temporary custody.

But if the kid runs, Booker's gonna
look worse than if the kid was in jail.

So you just make sure the kid runs.

And keeps on running.

Let's go.

Ray.

Ray, instead of
busting this bag open,

why don't you just tell me
what happened?

You wouldn't understand.

Why wouldn't I understand?

Because you ain't black.

So what you're telling me
is I can't understand

because we're not the same colour?

No, I'm saying you're white.

And that means you play
by a whole different set of rules.

All right, I'll bite. What rules?

White rules.

Like when a white man
says something, people believe him.

White rules say when a white man
walks down the street after dark,

the police wave hello.

They don't jack him up
and shake him down.

You really believe that, don't you?

I live it.

- Where are you going?
- Where you ain't in my face.

I can't let you do that.

- Oh, is this more of your rules?
- Not my rules. Booker's.

I ain't going nowhere.
Just to shoot some hoops.

Or maybe you don't trust me either?

[SPEAKlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY]

[GRUNTS]

I don't want any trouble.

We don't like your kind around here.

Be better all around if you
just disappear.

Or your nappy head
is gonna look like this.

Keep on running, boy.

That's it, run.

You can stop
when you reach Africa.

[ENGlNE STARTS]

[TlRES SQUEALlNG]

I don't know where he is.

Ray can deal with
his own problems, man.

There are a lot of people looking
for an excuse to shut this place down.

If I don't find Ray,
he may give it to them.

Boxers don't make the Olympics
training in the streets.

You need this place, Rico.

I know where Ray's old gang hangs.
Maybe he's getting down with them.

That's good. That's real good.

Just sell the crack.

Don't smoke it. Understand?

BREEZE:
Long time, Ray.

Thought you were
on Booker's college program.

Come here.

- What's up?
- I need a shooter.

You need a gun
to get into college now?

You got a piece or not?

You move some crack for me,

- and you got it.
- I don't deal crack.

Take the piece.

We'll deal later.

MACGYVER:
Ray?

You with the man...

...you are alone.

Man, what are you doing here?

What do you need a gun for?

- Revenge?
- I didn't come here for no gun.

Just came here to shoot some balls.

- You ain't cool here.
- Why? Because I'm white?

- Segregation is over, Ray.
- I'll believe it when I see it.

What's it gonna take
to get you off my case?

How about a game of eight ball?

I win, you tell me
what happened with Larson.

I lose...

... I leave you alone.

[SCOFFS]

Rack them and say goodbye.

Item number five on the agenda.

Funding request
for the Challengers Club.

Mr. Wilson?

Thank you, Mr. Chairman.

Council members.

You all have copies of my report.

So I'm sure you're familiar
with the numbers.

The statistics.

The amount of money
we're asking for.

I came prepared to talk
about that today.

But I won't.

I'm going to talk about kids.

Because that's what
Challengers Club is all about.

There are people here today
who are going to tell you

we have some bad kids at the club.

Well, I'm going to tell you how bad.

Kids who come from bad homes.

Broken homes.

No homes at all.

BOOKER [lN VOlCEOVER]:
Hungry kids.

Cold, beaten and broken kids.

Kids who fix
and use drugs for kicks.

They're mad.
Mad at you, mad at me.

Mad at the world they see.

A world without opportunity.

RAY:
Heh. Didn't leave you much.

Oh, you left enough.

Gotta learn to look
at all the angles, Ray.

Got a couple of shots here.

[CH UCKLES]

Four ball, bank, back here.

- That was luck.
- No, that was physics.

For every action, there's an equal
and opposite reaction.

Say what?

If you go gunning for somebody,

they're gonna come gunning for you.

All kinds of kids come to our door.

But when they do,
that door better be open.

Because if it's not,
if that door is locked,

then we've not just turned them away
from a hot meal or a training program.

We've locked them out
of our hearts.

Out of our society,
and slammed the door in their faces.

That is the door
you can leave open today.

The door of opportunity,

for kids who have no other.

That is your choice.

RAY:
Okay, MacGyver. Good luck.

That leaves me
in pretty good shape, Ray.

All I see is the six ball.

Yeah, that's the obvious shot.

But I'm looking
at the not-so-obvious.

Combination three ball in the side.

MAN:
Hey, man, did you see that?

That leaves me in shape
for the five.

MAN 1 : Nice.
MAN 2: Uh-huh.

MAN 1 :
Look out, Ray.

Gotta play position, Ray.

I don't need no play-by-play.
I see what you're doing.

Look for the openings.
Not what's in front of your face.

Check out what's down the road.

What my friend, Mr. Wilson, sees

is not what I see.

He sees kids who are troubled.

I see kids who cause trouble.

He sees an abused kid.

I see a kid who abuses.

He sees a neglected, hungry kid.

What I see is a kid who
would rather buy drugs than breakfast.

He calls it a shelter.

I call it a hangout.

He calls it the answer.
I call it the cause.

Mr. Wilson represents a minority.

I represent the majority.

The honest working man

who is sick and tired of these people

coming in and destroying
our neighbourhoods.

Our businesses, our properties.

These people don't pay taxes.

Mr. Chairman, what do you mean,
"these people"?

The neighbourhood is made up
of all races.

Then why is it no white children
go to your club?

Gentlemen, please.

Don't you call me racist.

The people in my neighbourhood
are afraid.

They're afraid of the drugs,
the junkies

and the gangs
who murder on our doorsteps.

Who steal from me,
and hide in his club.

He's making blanket statements
on the basis of colour.

[PEOPLE MURMURlNG]

You make a commitment,

you gotta follow through.

Eight ball, right back here.

[WHOOPlNG]

MAN 1 :
That's good.

MAN 2:
He's got a rabbit's foot in his pocket.

You gonna talk or walk?

Talking ain't gonna change nothing.

People like Larson are always
gonna hate people like me.

- Just because we're black.
- So you hate him back.

Ray, the hate
has got to stop somewhere.

It has got to stop.

That ain't gonna change nothing.

Every action has a reaction.

You have got to believe that.

LARSON:
This community is sick and tired

of the drugs and violence.

Drugs and violence are part
of society everywhere.

The Challengers Club works
with ex-drug addicts

and ex-gang members
to offer an alternative.

LARSON : There are other alternatives.
Like jail.

Or reform school.

Or closing the club.

I like that one.

This club has been a cancer
in this community for too long.

And I have a petition here

signed by concerned members
of the community

who want that place shut down.

There's one of his innocent kids
from the club.

That boy stole a truck from me,
and tried to run me down.

He tried to find somebody
to cover for him.

I think you should let Ray talk.

That's not a good idea,
MacGyver, not now.

LARSON:
And where did he run to?

Where did he go for sanctuary?

The Challengers Club.

Mr. Wilson doesn't offer opportunity,
he offers protection.

Who else is he covering for?

Drug dealers? Killers?

CHAlRMAN:
Mr. Larson, thank you.

We'll take your petition
into consideration.

As there are no other speakers,
I'll ask council--

Mr. Chairman, excuse me.

This boy is in
the Challengers Club program.

I think we should hear
what he has to say.

We'll allow a few brief remarks.

Give it your best shot.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I used to run with a gang.

Would you state your name, please?

Raymond Collins, Jr.,
and I used to run with a gang.

Until Booker caught me breaking
into the Challengers Club.

Instead of turning me in to the cops,
he made me work at the club

and put me
on a job training program.

And it's a good thing too.

Because, when my mama was sick,

I needed to look for work.

This morning, I went to Mr. Larson's
print shop looking for a job.

This boy is lying through his teeth.

He came looking to steal my truck.

[GAVEL BANGS]

Mr. Larson, he has equal time.

There was a sign in the window.

RAY [lN VOlCEOVER]:
It said "help wanted. "

So I went in and asked
for a job application form.

He said he didn't have any.

So I asked if I could leave my name.

One thing Booker taught us
was never to give up easy.

Not to be--

Not to be intimidated.

So I told him I knew Booker,
and I was on his program.

That's when he said
he might be interested in me after all.

He asked me if I could drive.

I said yes, so he gave me some keys
and told me there was a van out front.

So I went to drive it around the back,
just like he asked.

I turned my back
and he stole the keys.

As soon as I got in the van

Mr. Larson and his friends
came out to the street

waving baseball bats
and yelling that I'm stealing his truck.

LARSON:
I don't believe this.

This is nothing but a boy
lying to save his skin.

RAY:
That's what happened.

I took his truck.

But I was afraid
they were gonna kill me

if I didn't get out of there quick.

I'm sorry if this messes up the club.

You may not believe me,
but that's the truth.

BOOKER:
That took guts, Ray.

This is garbage.
That's not what happened.

Are you people gonna fall for that?

Didn't any of you hear what I said?
He fabricated that whole story.

As there are no other
representations on this matter,

I'll ask council now to vote
on the appropriation of funds.

They don't believe me.

How about that for a reaction?
They believed you.

- They did, didn't they?
- You did it.

[RAY LAUGHS]

[CYNTHlA LAUGHS]

- What happened?
- What happened, Smiley?

They brought that punk kid in
you were supposed to run off,

and had him up in front of the council
calling me a liar to my face.

And that bunch of trash bought
every word that little spade said.

I'll take care of the kid.

The kid ain't the problem.

It's Booker.

He looks good
and he talks good

and he's got everybody thinking
he and that club are clean.

Well...

...it's time we took care
of Mr. Clean.

[CRASHES]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

- It's not too bad. Anybody hurt?
- Not yet.

[GUN COCKS]

- What's going on here?
- Just a little accident, that's all.

[GRUNTlNG]

Hold it!

MAN:
Put him on the floor!

[TlRES SQUEALlNG]

Did you find something?

Yeah, it's pretty interesting.

Elementary physics?
That's good stuff.

Hey, I never realised
it was a manual for shooting pool.

Listen, all that stuff I said

about you not understanding
because you're white...

I'm sorry.

Just goes to show you,
you can't judge a book by its colour.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, man, I hope they ain't here
because of me.

[CHATTERlNG]

Oh, my God!

CYNTHlA:
He wouldn't leave his car like that.

Let's check it out.

CYNTHlA: He'd call and tell me
if something happened.

He always calls.

DETECTlVE: Are you sure
that Booker was driving?

Yes, he-- He just went
to pick up some things

- for the dinner.
- What happened?

The police found Booker's car,
but Booker's gone.

He was in some kind of accident.

No sign of Booker at all,
no witnesses?

Can we talk in your office?

DETECTlVE: We found some glass
from broken headlights.

And chips of blue paint
from whoever hit him from behind.

Have you any idea

what this would be doing
under his front seat?

It's crack. Rocket brand.

Booker would never let anybody
with drugs in his car.

- Never.
- I hope for Booker's sake

- the gangs aren't after him.
- The gangs? Why?

Maybe they don't like him pulling
members off the street.

Maybe they don't like his program.

- No. The gangs stay clear of Booker.
- Crack makes them do crazy things.

There's been three gang murders
in the last month, all crack-related.

Listen, if you hear from him,
let me know.

[DOOR OPENS]

What does "Rocket brand" mean?

Crack dealers put brand names
on their stuff

so that customers will come back.

You know anybody
that sells that brand?

I could scope it out.

Yeah. Find out if whoever sells it
saw Booker tonight.

- And be careful.
- Right.

BREEZE:
First you tell me you want a gun,

but you don't want no product.

Now you tell me
you don't want no gun,

but you want some product.

I told you, Booker's in trouble.

What goes around comes around.

That's all Booker
ever gave me. Trouble.

You know something about
where Booker is?

I ain't seen Booker, man.
Forget him.

Come on back
and earn some of this.

Make more than
any college man makes.

Get yourself a degree...

...in pharmacology.

Hey.

Stand off, Ray!

I used to be tight with you!

- Like my own brother!
- Used to be.

- Now you tight with Booker.
- That's right.

I asked Booker for help,
and he gave it to me.

Now I'm free of this! Free!

Because this ain't nothing
but more slavery!

Now, you can stay
on this cocaine plantation

until you die if you want to.

But not me,
because I'm gonna be free.

Now I want to know who deals
Rocket brand.

You gonna help me or not?

There's no need for that.

[PANTlNG]

Well? Let's hear one of your
slick speeches now.

Killing me won't close
the Challengers Club.

You can't murder an idea.

You're smart
and you got a slick tongue.

But you're not gonna make
any more pretty speeches.

Come on.

RlCO: We've been talking
to everything that moves.

Again, nothing.

Nobody's heard or seen a thing.

- We gonna keep this up all night?
- Whatever it takes.

RAY:
MacGyver!

I found out who's been dealing
Rocket brand.

A gang called the Demons.

But there's something weird
going down.

The Demons haven't been dealing
Rocket brand for the past weeks.

Anybody else sell that brand?

None of that crack's been on the street
since the Demons' supplier got busted.

And the really weird part is that Booker
never had a run-in with the Demons.

The whole thing's a setup.

What do you mean, it's a setup?

Somebody's working hard to make it
look like the Demons did this.

- Too hard.
- Right.

Where's their turf?

Come on, where do we go?

[DOOR CREAKS]

Booker?

Booker.

[PANTlNG]

Uh! Booker, no.

No!

[SOBBlNG]

No!

Oh, why?

Oh, no, no, no.

[CHATTERlNG]

[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[SNlFFLES]

[SOBBlNG]

Oh.

Booker. Booker.

- Oh, my--
- Ma'am, come on.

- Booker!
- Come on.

CYNTHlA:
Booker!

[POLlCE CHATTERlNG
OVER RADlO]

Booker!

That's my husband.

Booker.

Booker!

Oh, Ray. Ray.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

DETECTlVE:
You found the body?

Would you come with me, please?

[ENGlNE STARTS]

So you didn't touch anything
except the door on the outside?

That's right.

Looks like a drug execution.

- That doesn't make any sense.
- Well, you tell me when it does.

When they cut a man's throat
that way,

they call it a Colombian necktie.

It's a message not to mess
with their gangs.

I'm telling you,

the Demons didn't do this.

How do you explain this?

His pockets were filled with it.

Same bags were found in his car.

Yeah, so?
What are you trying to say?

Maybe he was trying
to raise a little quick cash.

Not a chance!

Somebody's trying to make it look like
Booker was murdered by the Demons.

- Well, they're doing a good job so far.
- It's a setup!

Can you prove it?

Can I have the label off that bag?

Sure.

If it helps.

Keep it.

Listen, I'm sorry.

I know a lot of people
used to respect Booker.

Still do.

Demons came through. And you know,
they knew you were here.

They swear they're being framed

and they haven't sold Rocket brand
for two weeks.

Where do the Demons
get their labels printed?

They don't. They do it themselves on
a copy machine so it can't be traced.

Grab the first-aid kit, will you?
It's between the seats.

Hey! How'd they know I was here?

It's their turf.

They got spotters everywhere.

Labels look the same.

This is the one from the Demons.

Printed on a copy machine.
Nothing comes off.

This one they took off Booker.

It came off!

Different printing methods.
This one uses ink.

Probably from an offset press--

Like a printer would use.

Larson.

He set Booker up!
Just like he set me up!

Contact the police. Tell them
to meet me at Larson's print shop.

- That's on Broad Street?
- Yeah.

[ENGlNE STARTS]

[DOOR OPENS]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Make sure you burn them.
It's evidence.

Do it.

[STRlKlNG MATCH]

Hey, remember me?

[GRUNTlNG]

[CLATTERlNG]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SCREAMS]

Is that what it's all about?
Spreading hate?

Just tapping a vein, you might say.

- You should read it.
- I'd flush it.

Uh-huh.

But this will tell the truth.

I got a feeling we'll find the ink that
matches this label somewhere in here.

You murdered Booker.

But the police are gonna think
the Demons did it.

Same as they'll believe I shot you

protecting my property
when you broke in here.

[BOTH GRUNTlNG]

[TlRES SQUEALlNG]

[GUNSHOT]

Why? Why did you kill him?!

[PANTlNG]

Because he's black.

Because he talked too much.
I hate niggers who talk too much.

Know what you should do
with coloured people?

Drown them when they're born,
save everybody a lot of trouble.

- No!
- MacGyver!

[BREATHlNG HEAVlLY]

Get him out of my sight.

I loved Booker too, MacGyver.

MacGyver!

[CHUCKLES]

MACGYVER: Put it right there, guys.
I'll need some help to set it up.

I thought you weren't coming in
until next week.

Hey, I was just
in the neighbourhood.

Oh, yeah.

[CHUCKLES]

- Well, what's all this?
- Come here.

The Phoenix Foundation has donated

a physics demonstration lab. Voila.

A pool table!

The kids are gonna love it,
MacGyver.

Yeah, I think so.

[CHUCKLES]

So where's Ray?
I think it's time for another lesson.

Oh, he's around here somewhere.

[CHATTERlNG]

There he is.

[TALKlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY]

I guess a little bit of Booker
is always gonna be here.

Yeah. I think so.