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Previously onMacGyver...
This is Codex.

A millenarianist
doomsday international

terrorist organization.

You come with me.

Where are we off to?
To meet Leland.

Who is he?

He is Codex.

Roman.

I'm sorry.

You know, it has always
amazed me that the Moon

is 400 times smaller
than the Sun,

and yet for seven minutes,

it completely blocks out
the Sun's light,

plunging everything
in its path into darkness.

Great inspiration
for the world's underdogs.

Or the world's psychopaths.
Take your pick.

Okay.

It's good to see you
like this, man.

Like what?

I don't know. Happy?

Yeah.

Last year was pretty rough.

Yeah.

First, Codex, then losing
my dad, then Gwen.

Yeah, not to mention
a global pandemic.

But...

Codex is defeated,

Leland is in hiding.
Mm-hmm.

We're back to work
at the Phoenix.

Things finally... I don't know,

finally feel right.

You got eyes on the package?

Check out the brunette
to my right.

Yep.

That's Josephine Tramell,

known Central Asian arms dealer.

I think we found our buyer.

Taylor, you guys in position?

We are ready
and awaiting your command

with baited breath, Matilda.

A simple yes or no works
just fine, Russel.

Yes, for some people, perhaps,
but not Russ Taylor, Matilda.

Matilda?

Did she just mute my comms?

She's been testy
since you sent her to D.C.

to handle the Senate
Appropriations Committee.

Yes, well, she needs
a good reminding

who the boss is,
doesn't she?

Let me know how that
works out for you.

It doesn't bother me that
they're on a fake date.

Riley needs to be in range
to intercept the upload.

I didn't say anything.

Well, I can hear you thinking.

It's not weird that they're on a
date before we've gone on one.

After all these months,
you and Mac still haven't kissed

and made up since he gassed you
and went after Codex?

Yeah, well, the pandemic kind of
put a damper on our kissing.

I am not discussing Mac with
his babbly-mouth best friend

and a mercenary playboy who uses

a decommissioned
robot as a therapist.

Sparky is a very good
listener, actually.

Great talk, everyone.

Opening the package.

Intercepting the upload.

I'm in.

Spearhead's Scylla

N12 prototype.

That's a next-gen suitcase nuke.

A theoretical next-gen nuke,

and a very long way
from a prototype, might I add.

At least it was.

Uh, slight problem.

I've been made.

You think she saw us?

No,

but she is getting away.
Mac, Riley, stop her.

Desi and Taylor, block the road.

We can't let those specs
get into the wrong hands.

Hold on.

You're bringing the telescope?

Yeah. Leave no man behind.

Right. Well, we have
one chance to stop her.

We better not miss.
Go.

One minute until Tramell
reaches the roadblock.

You got any tricks
up your sleeve?

Not sure a roadblock's
gonna stop Danica Patrick here.

Yeah.

Perfect.

Mac?
Yeah?

Sorry it's come to this, Morty.

You named the telescope?

Yes.

30 seconds, Mac.

Mac, hurry up!

Oh. Your suitcase nuke.

Theoretical suitcase nuke.

Y'all mess it up every time.

Those two have been bonding lately.

Yep.

What? You'd prefer they were
barely speaking to each other?

No. Of course not.

It's just that Desi has
plenty of time for Riley,

but no time to go
on a date with me.

Have you actually asked her out?

Yes.

Dang it.

You need to fix this.

Ah. Yeah.

And I need to fix that.

Fire!

Fire!

Step away from the coals, Desi.

Put it down.

Just about to light it up.

I got it. Thank you.

You're no fun.
Yeah.

Let the professional take over.

Come to save the day?

[Riley and Bozer continue
indistinctly]

Oh, sorry.
No.

Go. Go ahead.
All right.

You got any beer?

Oh, yeah.
Fire makes a girl thirsty.

Think I got it.

Thanks.
Yeah.

Want to grab a drink sometime?

Yeah, what would you call this?
Ha. Duh.

I guess what I'm trying to say
is, like, a...

a proper date-date.

Away from our
nosy friends.

You see what I'm saying?

Yeah.

You don't have to give me
an answer right now.

Yeah-- Just, later.

Or not. I'm…
Bozer.

If you ask me one more time
if I'm okay

with Mac and Desi,

your little MC Hammerlip-synch video

is gonna be trending on TikTok
in about five minutes.

If that's how you want
to play this, fine.

But you're not making a great
case for actually being okay.

I'm good, Boze.

Whatever I was feeling
for Mac was just

"Codex is ending the world"
adrenaline.

Yes...

Hey, hey, hey.
Taylor's not here yet.

If we have to wait
for Lord Tardy Pants,

it won't be
pretty, Bozer.

Where are the buns?

♪ And I'm getting closer than I ♪

♪ Ever thought I might ♪

♪ And I can't fight this feeling anymore ♪

♪ I've forgotten what I started fighting for ♪

♪ It's time to bring this ship... ♪

Call Angus MacGyver.

Oh.

Hey, I hope you're getting
here soon because Desi

is about to go full Hulk.

Angus, I have a tail, it seems.

What? Guys.

Black SUV, tinted windows.

I'm gonna try and lose him.

He's right on my tail.

Taylor. Taylor?

Can you hear us?

Come on, let's go.

I tracked Taylor's phone
to these coordinates.

That's definitely his car.

But there's no sign of Taylor.

It's Taylor's phone.

Hello, MacGyver.

Your friend is alive and safe,
for now.

We'll return him
on one condition.

You bring us USMC-1856707.

You have two hours.
We'll be in touch.

What's USMC-1856707?

One of Taylor's
theoretical weapons?

It's not a what, it's a who.
Those are dog tag numbers.

Already ahead of you.

USMC-1856707 is Eric Andrews,

United States Marine Corps,
served in Vietnam.

He's a black belt,
state champion sharpshooter,

collegiate wrestler
and a wilderness survivalist.

Andrews went off the grid
after Vietnam,

returning to join the Yards,

an indigenous group
that live in the mountains.

He was known for his deadly
killing tactics using a chain,

which earned him
the nickname General Ma.

Looks like the U.S. government
largely ignored him

until he resurfaced in Thailand
and brutally slaughtered

the American attaché
and his family.

The military sent in a team
to quietly bring him home.

He's been locked up ever since.

Any chance the Feds
will let us use him

as bait to lure out
Taylor's kidnappers?

I'll see if I can
pull some strings.

I'm putting
the Phoenix on lockdown.

Mac and Desi, get to the prison.

Nickname General Ma,
what does that mean?

It's Vietnamese for "monster"
or "demon."

Oh, great. So...

They want us to trade
the devil for Taylor.

You're quiet.

I was just thinking about
the last time we were

headed out to the middle
of nowhere

to deal with
an unstable murderer.

We were with Oversight,

breaking up a squabbling
Murdoc and Helman.

Yeah.

My dad and I weren't
talking at that time,

but after that op,
we went fishing.

That was a good day.

So, what do you say,
after we free Taylor

and lock Andrews back up...Mm-hmm?

...would you want to, I don't
know, go fishing with me?

Fishing?

You're gonna have to do better

than fishing for
our first date-date

since Codex.

Understood.

Where are you guys?

Well, with the Phoenix on lockdown,

we're working
out of Taylor's fancy hangar.

Any update

on Andrews's release?

Bad news.
Despite my reassurance

that he would be closely guarded
and promptly returned,

the FBI director
denied my request.

I don't disagree. Y'all saw what
that guy can do with a chain.

If we don't show proof we have
Andrews, they'll kill Taylor.

Riley, any luck tracing
the kidnapper's message?

Nope. I got to wait
until they make contact again.

Okay, well, nobody says
we can't talk to Andrews,

ask who he thinks
is behind this.

Talking. Definitely a start.

Yeah. And I'm pretty sure we
can cook up a surprise finish.

He's not restrained?

Hello.

My name is
Angus MacGyver.

And I'm sure you're
wondering why I'm here.

O-Or not.

Mr. MacGyver.

Thank you for your patience,

allowing me to finish
my meditation.

"This is
the only path,

"and there is none other
for the purity of vision.

Follow this path;
it will bewilder Mara."

Siddhartha Gautama. The Buddha.

Buddha called the tempter Mara.

Others call it
jinn, Iblis, Satan.

Ma.

Just fancy names
for the devil.

We humans love to blame
our basest tendencies

on a force outside of
ourselves, but in reality,

that insatiable voice
is always your own,

warring within you,
driving you...

...to take life or to save it.

So, Mr. MacGyver, what
brings you to my humble abode?

My colleague...

his name is Russel Taylor.

He's been taken.

His kidnappers
demanded you in exchange.

I've never met him.

But then, I've been in custody
since 1985

and we traitors

don't get a lot
of visitors.

Breathing rhythm, heart
rate, pupil dilation

all indicate
he's telling the truth.

Would you happen to know
of anyone who would

want to secure
your freedom?

Maybe old allies
in Vietnam? The Yards?

No one wants me free.

Not even me.

I'm sorry
I couldn't

help you find your friend.

See, uh,

the truth is, you still can.

How would you like
to get out of here?

See daylight for the first time
in 35 years?

Mr. MacGyver, it has taken
me years of practice

to quell the rage within me.

I put General Ma to death.

It's in everybody's best
interest to keep him buried.

We should wrap this up.

Take it away, Riley.

One minute, folks.

Well, thank you for your time.

Enjoy your painting.

Thank you.

You want to try one
of those art classes

where you paint
and drink wine?

No. Of course not.

Paint has been used
throughout the ages

to create the world's
most beautiful masterpieces.

But under the right conditions,

like when it's combined
with bleach and acetone,

the paint reveals the toxic side of its personality,

as it transforms
into chloroform.

Remind me why

Riley tripping the alarms
was the best plan again?

When Helman breached
the black site,

I helped redesign
the security system,

which was adopted by federal
prisons around the country.

So now, when it goes
on lockdown,

no one can get in
or out of their floor.

Including the guards--
Right here.

Thanks.

Des, we're in a supply closet.

Yes. Thank you very much, Captain Obvious.

What does the closet
have to do with your plan?

Whoa. What did you do?

Just getting
some fresh air.

Smile.

Uh, Bozer,
I'm sending you proof that

we have Andrews in our custody
and he's alive.

Copy that. Riley
jammed the Feds' comms

to buy you a head start.

I'm monitoring the situation

and I'll keep you updated
on the pursuit.

But for now, lay low.

What-- Who is he talking to?
Uh-uh!

I can still shoot you while
I'm driving. Sit back.

Mr. MacGyver,
please take me

back to jail.

I'm a very dangerous man.

I don't know how long I can
resist the urge to kill you.

I don't know
who took your friend

or why they want me.
I'm telling the truth.

I believe you.
I just don't really care.

What you did back there,

with my paints,

you could use
that for good.

Instead you knock me out
and kidnap me?

Well, that's kind of
his specialty.

What?

It's a compliment, okay?
You're good at knocking

people unconscious.
Okay.

I thought you forgave me.

Is that why you say no
to all my date ideas?

No, I did forgive you.

I just don't like
fishing or painting.

Oh, you betrayed her.

Oh, betrayal is a difficult one
to forgive.

Especially with all that rage

bottled up
inside you.

Like a powder keg
about to blow.

Oh, really? Cause you've been
such a ray of sunshine lately.

Buddha has a mantra
I think would be very helpful.

"Speak not harshly..."

You know what?
Enough armchair philosophy.

Shut up.

Both of you.

Read this.

Would you mind
coming a bit closer?

Close enough?

Mm.

My name is Russ Taylor.

Respond to this message
with confirmation

that you have USMC-1856707.

Or you watch me die.

Sending the picture of Andrews.

And I'm running a trace.

Mr. MacGyver,

like I said, I'm sorry

about your friend, but please,

can you take me back
to the prison now?

The kidnappers replied
with the time

and location for the exchange.

It's an abandoned
auto repair plant in Vernon.

You have less than an hour.
Copy that. Got it.

Guys, check this out.

The software used
to record digital video

adds half a second
head as a buffer.

I recovered a piece from
before Taylor started reading.

I got an image of the kidnapper.

No.

That's Roman.

What?

But if Roman's alive...Then Codex

is somehow involved
in his kidnapping.

What does Leland
and Codex want with you?

Leland?

I did some digging into
Andrews' time in Vietnam

and I found this.

Check out his
commanding officer.

Leland.

Leland was my C.O.

in Nam.

Then years later,
he shows up.

He said he had a gig working for
people who gave him a purpose.

Had this mantra.

"What was is lost,
but from death comes life"?

Sounds about right.

Said he wanted me to join.

But I refused.

What does Leland
want from you now?

Last time I saw him was 1985.
I-I don't know.

The year you were arrested.

I'm guessing
it's not a coincidence?

You are correct.

Leland tracked
me down in Nam.

He needed my skill set.

It was a
high-profile target.

Innocents were involved,
so I said no.

That's where
I drew the line.

Leland carried
it out himself,

but then pinned it on me.

Up until that point,

the U.S. government
left me alone, but...

they couldn't ignore
Leland's bloodbath.

But brought you in instead.

It's taken me many years
to let go

of my anger at his betrayal.

Look, whatever
you're asking for,

I assure you,

I can pay a lot more.

And I assure you...

...I can't be bought.

Greetings, Russel.

Lovely to see you again.

Leland.

My offer still stands.

I'd take it if I were you.

Leland is notorious for
terminating his employees

once they've outlived
their usefulness.

I'll take my chances.

Hmm. So...

why am I here, hmm?

If you're trying to
recruit me again,

I hate to break it to you,
but my answer now,

and always, is a big fat no.

When Gwen blew herself up

to save her sister's spawn...

she had something of mine
on her: a scepter.

We scoured the wreckage
to no avail.

Which means that
Phoenix must have taken it.

None of this is ringing
any bells, darling.

Good thing I brought along a toy
to help jog your memory.

Hello.

Matty, Riley, we got a problem.

This is Mac and Desi.

And these are FBI patrol cars.

They've locked in on a signal
inside of their car.

Their comms are off,
I encrypted their GPS.

It's impossible to hack.

Which means there's
only one place

that signal could be
coming from.

All right, cough it up.

The tracker.
Well, a-a few years back,

they gave me a root canal.

I thought it
was strange,

given that I always
had perfect teeth--

I'm a diligent flosser.

You didn't think to
mention they put a
tracker in your tooth?

Of course not.

It's my only hope to get
back into FBI custody

before I do something
I'll regret.

Uh, two blocks up,
three blocks to the right.

No, no, no, no, no.
Please, not the dentist.

I don't need a dentist
for what I have in mind.

I was once like you.

Holding in all my anger.

Mr. MacGyver's hurt you deeply.

The only way to heal
is to let it out.

Now, one practice
I find very helpful

is using feeling words
to express yourself.

Please, can-can I show you?

I'm feeling very angry...

...you kidnapped me.

I'm... I'm fearful

that the urge to take
these zip ties,

wrap them around your throat

and watch you gasp for air

as the life drains
out of your eyes...

is too great an urge to resist.

Oh, life is precious.

I... I know

that expressing your emotions

can be difficult at first,

but please, try.

I...

...feel...

like your crackerjack quotes

makes me so irate, I want to
carve out your transmitter tooth

with Mac's Swiss Army knife

just so you'd shut up
for five minutes.

Well, that wasn't
very difficult, was it?

Ah.

Mr. MacGyver,
we've been practicing

using feeling words
to express ourselves.

Would you like to try?

Hell no.

Here we go.

I-I must warn you,
I-I can't predict how

I'm going to react.
Oh. Oh.

Oh. Chains, they were always
my favorite.

Much like a reformed murderer

might use meditation to override the signals in his brain

telling him to kill, a jammer

functions by emitting
a stronger signal,

effectively overriding
the RDIF signal

transmitted from
Andrews's tooth.

Okay, that should keep you
and us off the Feds' radar.

And this will make
sure you behave.

They lost the signal,

but there's a car approaching.

Yeah. From that way.
Get down. Stay down.

Uh...

We're clear.

Uh...

My bad, I just,
I panicked.

Thought that
was the move.

Next time,
take me out to dinner first.

Well, um, what are you
doing in an hour?

Maybe after we rescue our boss
and get rid of

this pesky third wheel.
Right.

No, no, no. No. No.

Come on!

I'm angry-- no, furious--
that you let him get away.

How is this my fault?

You're the one who kissed me.

So, Russel,

where's the scepter?

And do me the professional
courtesy of telling the truth.

We have ways to suss out
if you're lying.

♪ My Bonnie lies over the ocean ♪

♪ My Bonnie lies over the sea ♪

Even if,
even if I tell you,

what are you gonna do
about it, huh?

This little charade just proves
how weak you've become.

To save your life,

your friends are bringing me
someone very dear to me.

And I can assure you,

wherever you have hidden the
scepter, he can retrieve it.

Now, I know you don't care
about much in this world,

but even the best of us

can be blinded by those we love.

Hit squad just arrived
in Revaca.

If you touch her,

I swear,

I will gut you both!

It'll still be too late for her.

So, what's it gonna be?

The Department of Defense

has the scepter...

...in a secure vault
at Fort Belvoir.

Thank you, Russel.

Thank you for telling the truth.

Stop, stop!
Don't move, don't move!

No, seriously, stop. Stop.

Don't move. I don't even know
how you made it that far,

but... look, you see
that downed wire?

It could still kill you,
even if you don't touch it.

When you step,
if your feet

land in different voltages,

the step differential
will kill you.

What?

The long way of saying, do not

pick up your feet.

I... I will
pick up my feet

unless you promise to

take me back to prison.

I mean it.
I'll end it here.

I promise, we're gonna
take you back.

Once we get Taylor,

we're gonna send you
right back to jail.

I'm not gifting a weapon
like you to Codex.

Trust me.

Trust you?!

How can I?

You kidnapped me

to take me to the brother
who betrayed me.

And your rageaholic girlfriend
keeps threatening my life.

I vote we let him fry.

See?!Des?

What? They didn't say
he needed to be alive.

If he dies, Taylor dies.
Codex wins.

You care more
about Codex

than you do
saving your friend's life.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Des...

Sorry.

How can I believe
you won't betray me--

a stranger-- as you did
the woman you love?

You know what?

You're-you're actually right.

In my pursuit of Codex,

I lost my way, and...

...I did anything
to defeat them.

Even sacrificed
the woman I love.

But if you've taught me
anything today, Eric,

it's that even the
most lost of souls

can find their way
back to the light.

So, if...

If you give me this chance,

I'd like to prove to you

that I won't make
the same mistake twice.

It's important in
a charged situation--

whether it's with your angry ex or a crafty killer--

to ground oneself.

While you might think touching
metal may amplify a shock,

in fact, the opposite is true.

The electrical current
is diverted through the metal

instead of the body,
diffusing the danger.

All right.

I've lost a lot of people
I love to Leland,

and I'd like to make sure
that I don't lose another.

So if you're really the new man
that you claim to be,

prove it.
Come with us

and help me make sure
that my friend survives.

Will you give him
a second chance?

Yes.

And no more
death threats?

Des.

Fine.

Oh!

All right.

Gently, gently.
Shut up.

Angus, Desiree.

Glad you could fit me
in your schedule.

Always a pleasure
rescuing you, Russ.

Where's Leland?
Leland sends his regrets.

You'll be reunited shortly.

You put me through all this,
the guy doesn't even show up?

Unbelievable.

Roman, we held up our end
of the bargain.

Let's do this.

Walk slowly.

Slow...

...and easy.

The FBI has picked up Andrews'
chip. They're a few miles out.

Okay, just surrender
when they get there

and I'll deal with the Feds.

Bozer, you got
to see this.

I had techs pull the old
DXS files and digitize

the CCD footage from those
embassy murders in Thailand.

I assume that's Leland.

Correct.

There's more.

Andrews was there.

He's been lying the whole time.

Where did you get that?

From Leland.

Welcome home, brother.

Mac, it's a trap. Andrews lied.

He did the job in Thailand.

Andrews, no!

Thailand--
what happened?

Go!
Come on!

No more lies.

Yes, I worked with Leland.

It was only to take out
the attaché.

No children, no family.
I would never agree to that.

I was blinded by him once.
I-I won't be blinded again.

Mac, I'll prove to you I won't
make the same mistake twice.

Hate to interrupt this
little chat, chaps,

but, Angus, I don't think
we can last much longer.

Working on it.

Many things blind us.

Anger, betrayal, even love.

But sometimes,
a little blindness

can work to your advantage.

For instance,
when you're surrounded

by hostile operatives,

by mixing water
with a little paint,

you can create a fog that will
cause the world around you

to disappear.

Here.

I'm not asking you
to kill anybody.

Buy us a few minutes
until the Feds arrive.

If I do this...
I may not come back.

If you don't, we're
not gonna make it.

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom... ♪

♪ Nothing's gonna stop us ♪

♪ Going farther, all the way ♪

♪ Rumble in the jungle ♪

♪ Means you better learn to sway ♪

♪ Move out the way, kid ♪

♪ Move out the way ♪

♪ Move out the way, kid ♪

♪ We're going off ♪

He's like
the Angus MacGyver of death.

♪ Rumble in the jungle... ♪

♪ Move out the way, kid ♪

♪ Move out the way ♪

♪ Move out the way, kid ♪

♪ We're going big ♪

♪ Big... ♪

Ah!

♪ Big ♪

♪ Let me go ♪

♪ Going big, big ♪

♪ Let me go ♪

♪ Nothing's gonna stop us ♪

♪ Nothing's gonna stop us ♪

Go, go, go!

FBI!

Hands up! Hands, hands, hands!

Hands, hands!

♪ Nothing's gonna stop us, no. ♪

Andrews?

Andrews, Andrews.

Hey. Hey.

It's over. I can take you back
to prison just like I promised.

But you're gonna have
to put that chain down.

"Better to reign in hell
than serve in heaven."

No, no, you're not
Milton's Lucifer.

You don't have to do this.

I'm sorry, Mr. MacGyver.

We try to change,
but the war always rages on.

Today, General Ma
wins the battle.

No. No. Andrews.

Freeze! Stop
right there!

Let me see those hands.

Don't move!

Stay where you're at!

Don't move!

Ah.

My two favorite fugitives.

Thank you

for securing our release.

Did they manage
to recover Andrews?

Unfortunately, no,
but luckily,

Leland misjudged his old friend.

And while Andrews
may still be out there,

he's not Codex's weapon.

And what about Leland?

Does this mean
that Codex is back?

No.

Not as they were.

How do we know
that for sure?

Because...

we have the scepter.

How? You said

you gave up the location.
Yes, I used

an old psyops technique
to mislead

my interrogators
and told a partial truth.

When the world shut down
during the pandemic,

the Department
of Defense

sent everything they had
from Codex into a vault

at Fort Belvoir.

But when the world
opened up again,

I had everything
transferred back here

to the Phoenix.

Huh. That's great.

What is it?

Well, we assumed
that it was decorative,

but the lengths
that Leland went to

to kidnap Taylor
and free Andrews

tipped us off to its importance.

It holds every Codex file,

hard drive,

financial record and document,

dating back hundreds of years.

All of that
from an old, rusty stick.

And without it,

any plans that Leland had
to reform Codex are now dashed.

So is this the end of Codex?

Well, Leland may
still be out there,

but, uh,
without this little gem,

we can ensure that Codex
will never rise again.

And if they attempt to try,
we'll be ready.

Okay.

All right.
All right.

Before you all scamper off, um,

there is one thing that I feel
I need to say to all of you.

Oh, man, come on.
I promise-- no, please.

I will be brief.

I...

Well, you all risked
your lives without hesitation

to save me, and for that,
I would like to thank you.

I'm deeply grateful.

That's beautiful.

So, can we talk about a raise?
No.

I see you got
a bunch of jets.

I mean, yes, we can, but no.
The answer's no.

Right. Let's skedaddle and,
um, leave these two lovebirds

to discuss the date that,
uh, Desi's been avoiding.

I'm not avoiding...That's a great idea.

Don't screw it up this time.

Hey, did you...

...mean what you
said to Andrews?

About giving me
a second chance?

Yeah, I want to.

But honestly, I'm afraid.

I had front-row seats to the war

that raged in you last year,
and I can't do that again.

Date me?

What? No.

Lose you.

Des, I know it looked
like I was lost, but...

...you were there
the whole time,

guiding me back home.

Dinner first.

Where are you taking me?
I'm starving.

Sushi?

As long as I don't have to catch it.

♪ Bye-bye ♪

♪ She's a crowd pleaser, pleaser, pleaser, pleaser ♪

♪ Pleaser, pleaser, pleaser, pleaser. ♪

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