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Westport Nuclear Processing, Amy Austin.
Yes, this is Sergeant Kramer, State Police.
What is it, Sergeant?
You know Mr.
Gerald Hillman?
Of course, he's my boss, but I'm afraid he's not here right now.
He left several hours ago for New York.
Why, is something the matter?
Yes, ma'am.
We're still investigating, but for some unexplained reason, his car ran off the
road and hit a bridge.
And Mr. Hillman, he's... I'm terribly sorry, ma'am, but he's dead.
Three to one. I love it, MacGyver.
You got lucky, eh?
I used to date Wayne Gretzky.
Come on, stop stalling. Once more for all the marbles.
Okay.
All right.
Closer.
Here we go, eh?
Don't want you to be nervous or nothing. I mean, I'm part Canadian, you know what
I mean?
You look it.
And there's the fate of an authority defensive end. Oh, it's a beautiful pass
on the wing. Takes a shot over another wing. Oh, you're a dead man. And there's
the shot. I appreciate the call.
Thank you, Sergeant.
Oh, and the lady gets faked out of her sock.
Look, you're good.
Come on.
You look a little floated, eh? Must be the humidity, eh?
Dreaming determined.
Shut into the corner.
Oh, almost.
Which counts for absolutely nothing.
It's the right way to take the shot. He shoots. He scores. Unbelievable.
Off the face.
Trickle into the net and that's the game.
Fans go crazy.
Now that was for all the marbles.
MacGyver.
Susan.
Are you going to play fair or do I spread the word about how totally
dishonest you are?
Totally, eh?
Okay. One more time.
One more time, eh?
Yeah, I like that accent.
What accent, eh?
I mean, for the faith, this one's literally for all.
Bye-bye.
I'm not home, eh?
Hello? This is not a guy for sale. Obviously, you've reached the wrong
number. But if you need to leave... You're unbelievable!
Off you face again!
Mac,
if you're home, pick up the phone. I need to talk to you. This is Amy Austin.
Yeah,
Amy. Mac.
Mac, I'm in trouble.
Amy, what is it?
Oh, Mac, I need you.
Look, if it's real serious, I can be there by tomorrow.
I'll catch a plane out tonight.
What's wrong?
Well, I don't really know. I mean, a friend of mine died, and... Oh, I don't
know who to trust.
Matt, please.
Please, I need your help.
I think someone's trying to kill me.
Look, look, I know I don't have any right to involve you in this, but...
Hey, wait a minute.
You've got every right.
Where do we meet?
The beach.
Our beach.
Oh, my God.
Amy, can't you tell me a little about... Amy?
Amy?
Amy?
Amy, are you there?
Amy?
Mac?
You okay?
The past is a strange country.
You go back, it doesn't recognize you.
I'd changed in ways I didn't know.
And if I was a stranger, so was Amy.
It used to be Amy and me, one word.
Back in that time, in this place.
Amy stayed.
I'd moved on.
And what had been between us changed, stretched out over distance and time.
And I remember this speech.
There were palm trees then.
Right on time, as usual.
Well, I had a good excuse, as usual.
Hey, I thought you wanted to have a major talk.
Or did you mean some serious making out?
You look like you're about to burst.
So what is it?
Remember that freighter I told you about?
Uh, yeah, something about bucking around the Mediterranean Ocean or something.
Yeah, it's the sea and it's the Adriatic.
Amy, the Greek island.
Sicily, North Africa, and it's all set. You and me. I talked to the captain. He
needs a cook.
He'll sign us both up.
Mac, you signed me up?
You bet. Oh, honey, that's crazy. Yeah, it is. Come on, we talked about this.
Traveling? Yeah, talk.
And what about your degree?
I mean, Mac, ten miles down that coastline, they're building a nuclear
processing plant.
They're going to need people with science degrees.
Mac, you could have a real future there.
Together.
Amy, I took physics because it was interesting and it excited me. Not to
buy myself a job.
Amy, come on, there's a world out there. Let's go look at it. Be something
different. I don't want to be different.
I want a life I can count on.
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Count on.
Us, together.
Not some executive recruiter or a pension plan.
No, I can't.
I mean, I never really thought that you meant something this crazy.
Crazy?
Finding out who I am?
Well, maybe.
Maybe you ought to go.
Just like that?
No, no.
MacGyver? It's Tim.
Tim Wexler?
Tim. It's been a while, huh?
Yeah.
The police called a plant. They told us about Amy.
Were you here when this happened?
All of it.
Her car just...
Blew up?
I don't think it just blew up, Tim.
Well, what then?
Well, Mr. MacGyver said Amy called him last night and said she thought somebody
was trying to kill her.
Well, then this wasn't an accident?
Well, my lab people tell me the evidence shows it might have been a gas leak.
Tailpipe got too hot. She stopped here and... Damn shame.
Lord knows she had enough trouble.
What trouble?
Well, her daddy and mama got killed in a plane crash about a year ago and then...
Just last night, our boss got killed when his car went out of control.
Jerry Hillman, the general manager at the plant.
State police found his car.
He ran right into the old bridge at South Fork.
Numbo, I tell you, sometimes this job is just plain god-awful.
Yeah, I can imagine.
Mr. Chief,
do you mind having your boys at the lab take a close look at this piece of gas
tank found?
Sure, what do you have in mind?
Well, the tank caught on fire would have blown out, right?
Yeah. Now, look at that little hole there.
It's blowing in.
And I'll bet the boys at the lab will be able to tell you that white residue
there is magnesium oxide.
Magnesium oxide? You mean that stuff that's an explosive bullet like a
magpoint? Yeah, I don't have any better answer. If you're right, we're sure
going to start looking for one.
I'd appreciate it.
Her folks are gone, right?
What about Aunt Min or Toby Jensen, someone she may have been close to that
she talked to?
Min moved over five years ago.
I haven't seen Toby in a good year.
But what about Amy's roommate, Bonnie?
Oh, yeah, we tried to contact her. She took Friday off, probably went away for
a long weekend somewhere.
I don't think she knows about this. She probably won't make it back for the
funeral.
When is that?
It's tomorrow morning, 10 o'clock. It's that coroner's case.
You don't have to go.
Yes, sir, I do.
Today we are to consecrate the memory of Amy Diane Austin.
His untimely, tragic death ended a joyous and loving young life.
We all knew Amy and cherished her.
We all mourn the passing of a young and beautiful woman.
A life ended too soon.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the body returneth to the earth and the eternal
spirit unto God who gave it.
Amen. Amen.
Don't turn.
Amy. Just drive to my dad's old place, okay?
Please.
Oh, thank God.
Thank God you're here.
My God, Amy. I arrived here yesterday in time to see you die and just ten minutes
ago saw you buried.
I know it's a shock to you, but... That's one way of putting it.
I mean, here you are, you're talking, breathing.
Mac, I had no choice.
I believe you, Amy, but somebody died in your car.
Who was that girl?
Bonnie, Mac.
It was my roommate, Bonnie.
She was supposed to come pick you up because I was too scared.
And she was killed.
She was killed because somebody thought she was me.
And you let them bury her with everyone believing it was you?
Do you have any idea what it did to me watching them lower your coffin into a
grave? What it did to everyone at that funeral who loved and cared about you?
You don't think I thought about that or about Bonnie?
I haven't slept in 36 hours.
Beck, I don't know what to do.
Tell me what's going on.
Slowly.
Okay.
I'm director of research at the nuclear processing plant now.
Three days ago, I found that somebody had messed with the records to cover up
the theft of enough uranium to build a nuclear bomb, Mac. A nuclear bomb.
Who else have you told this to?
My boss.
The two of us searched the plant from top to bottom. Nothing.
I think we'd better go inside.
Come on.
Your boss, Jerry Hillman?
I see you heard about his so-called accident.
Jerry took a copy of my records and he took off to catch a plane for
Washington.
He made it two miles outside of town, Mac.
That's when he called me?
Someone was after me. I mean, that's why I sent Bonnie to meet you.
Mac, I never dreamt somebody would kill her because they thought she was me.
Come on, I think we could both use a cup of coffee, don't you?
Sounds good.
Tim, do you want some coffee?
No, thanks.
Most likely to succeed?
Well, you sure had them fooled, huh, Tim?
Ever wonder why we hang on to these yearbooks?
Oh, my wife and I pulled ours out last week.
It's just kicks, that's all.
Yeah.
Chance to remember those bright hopes for the future, huh?
How are we going to get to be somebody, do something really worthwhile?
Westport Nuclear, Tim Wexler.
Oh, nothing.
What?
When did that come out?
My God.
Yeah.
Yeah, okay.
Thanks.
What is it?
Him?
Huh.
Coroner's office just made their findings public.
Amy Austin isn't the girl that burned up in that car.
Drink.
Better?
I'm sorry.
Look, have you got a handkerchief or something?
Um, yeah. Yeah, I think so.
You always carried a pocket full of junk.
Yeah. And you always fixed everything.
since we were together?
A lot of time.
Not much else.
Christmas card now and again.
And one red rose from you every birthday.
Well, you used to like that kind of stuff.
I still do.
Yeah?
I still remember how you dazed.
Thank you, Mac.
Thank you for coming.
Everyone I could possibly turn to.
They're already dead.
I'm here, Amy.
We'll get to the bottom of it.
This audit report you hid, did it show theft over a period of time?
Yeah, little by little. They must have hidden it away.
It must be somebody from the plant, then.
Or an inspector or a supplier. I mean, lots of people had access.
It's probably a group, then. We are talking about big bucks here.
Sure adds up.
The question is, what do I do? We get your report, then we tell the world.
We'll get them to listen.
Back at Sunday, there's hardly anyone even there.
Security's there.
Phones are there.
You don't think it's possible the uranium's still at the plant?
Well, it's the only reason I can come up with for two killings. How about you?
I'm right out of explanations, Mac.
Right now, I'm just barely hanging on.
You always were pretty good at that.
Uh-uh.
I let go too easily once.
Shall we?
So, where'd you hide it? The last place anybody'd look. The disposal chamber.
They only backwash the reactors once a week. I figured it'd be safe till then.
Last place I'd want to be in.
Hey, Knight.
Love what you've done at the plane. It's beauty.
It does the job.
Look, trust me, MacGyver. If we were in here when this valve cranks open, we'd
be fried to a crisp.
5,000 gallons of radioactive slush comes pouring in here to be decontaminated.
Lush? Oof, not the time to be in here.
What do you say we get the report?
Right.
Well, all there.
Then it's all downhill from here?
Oh, my God, Mac.
Damn.
Is that up on this door?
Uh, an electronic time lock. But, Mac, once it's been set, it can't be opened
for 60 minutes minimum.
Mac,
it's been activated.
Excuse me, Amy. How soon before that sludge comes racing out of there?
It's already started. I can feel the heat.
And how hot is it going to get it?
Mac, before it reaches this room, it'll get too hot for us to breathe.
Oh, wonderful.
And how long before that happens?
About ten minutes.
I'll tell you.
I sure don't feel like sitting around and being chewed up by your radioactive
garbage disposal, that's for sure.
Our only hope is control.
I mean, if they look at the board and see the chamber door indicators, Max,
they're going to know something's wrong.
It's Sunday.
Don't you think that's asking a lot?
All right, Parsons to double, center field, and here comes Jack and Maxie.
Safe! I got your five bucks, Tim. I got it.
We'll see.
What about climbing up through the valve opening? Where does that go?
Straight to the core.
Come on, think, Amy, think.
All right, wait a minute. Bottom line, the only way out of here is through that
door. Mac, we've already been through that.
Time lock, right.
Time lock, pick proof.
Electric time lock?
With 59 minutes to go, Mac, we've got nine.
Unless we do some time travel.
Meaning?
Electric time clock measures time with an oscillating quartz crystal.
So if we can hit it with a hot electrical surge... But wouldn't that
just burn it out?
Well, that'd be the end result, yeah.
Immediate result would be set up a violent secondary vibration.
Which would speed up the clock.
Should.
I don't know, Mac. I think they ought to just run you for president or something.
Oh, no thanks.
I'd rather have this problem than his.
Watch yourself.
Hey,
Tim, what's happening with the disposal chamber?
Well, this is strange.
Manual override's activated.
I can't shut it down from here.
Shut it, quick.
Back.
Amy.
I just heard on the phone that... What are you?
I mean, who's in the... What's going on here? Pam.
It's a long story.
It's just nice to know we have time to tell it.
Let's go.
Come on.
Well, I still think you're suiting up for nothing.
Well, maybe.
But I'm convinced the uranium is still here.
This kind of stuff just doesn't happen in Westport Beach.
Read the report, Tim. It's happening.
That door didn't close on us by accident.
So, what do we do?
You call the Nuclear Regulatory Commission. Get them down here along
with the police.
We'll try and find that missing uranium.
Should make a heck of a press release, eh?
Just like our college days, huh?
Never a dull moment with MacGyver.
But there's a lot of that, thinking about the past.
Like me.
Mac, this film badge reacts to radiation. If you're near anything hot,
it starts to turn black.
When it's all black, they give you a new one?
When it's all black, they give you a coffin.
I don't know what you expect to find in here, Mac.
Jerry and I checked every container against the record.
There aren't any extras.
And this is the only place high-grade could be kept, right?
Of course. The alarm system would explode if any high-level radioactive
material got anywhere, but here are the reactor itself.
Well, if I was going to hide high-grade uranium, I'd put it in with a bunch of
other high-grade.
He couldn't sort out the reading.
Maybe you guys just overlooked one.
Max, that's filled with concrete.
We used it as a signpost.
I'd be willing to bet this is filled with a lot more than just concrete.
Take a listen.
You were right, Mac.
So far, so good.
All right, now we have some evidence.
Step two is finding out who put it there.
Hi, Tim.
You don't look very surprised, Mac.
No.
More disappointed than anything.
But it all adds up, I guess.
Had to be somebody who was running a plant.
Somebody who knew how to handle radioactive material.
I can't believe this. We grew up together.
And you tried to kill me?
And you killed Bonnie.
I never killed anybody.
I never expected anybody to die.
I didn't want this to happen.
Put the gun down, Tim.
No.
No, it's too late for that now.
I have to lock you up.
Both of you.
I don't think either one of us wants to be locked up right now.
There's too much at stake.
I can't help that.
I'm in too deep now to get out.
What?
I'll shoot.
I mean it, Mac.
No, I don't think so.
Jim, I don't know how you got involved.
But somewhere along the line, you had to decide whether you're going to be a
killer or not.
You're going to have to live with that decision.
MacGyver!
I'm warning you!
MacGyver, stop!
Mac, just how well do you read people?
I'm taking the final exam right now.
MacGyver, I'll shoot!
MacGyver!
Kyle, key the red line to Washington. Call the police. We've got it.
Brady can't do that, Amy.
Well, the other conspirators. Or are there more?
Just the customers we're going to meet in Canada.
Thirty kilos bringing a pretty hefty price, Chief?
Fifty million dollars.
That's if you deliver. Not if.
When? For God's sake, Train, you're selling enough weapons-grade uranium to
make a nuclear bomb.
What happens to it after I deliver is no concern of mine.
And you're not going to care either.
Train, no!
There's been enough killing already.
We can tie him up.
Leave him behind. If we let them live, our base will be on the front desk of
every law enforcement organization in the world.
No!
Pressure overload.
Pressure overload.
Relieve manually.
The monitor circuit.
The rack is going out of control.
What does that mean?
Meltdown. Oh, my God.
Kim, can we stop it?
I don't know.
The board's half-wrecked.
When that reactor temperature hits critical, we're...
You know a meltdown won't fry just everybody here in the plant. I'm talking
about the contamination of half a state.
Cooling system failure. Commence evacuation procedure.
It's heating up.
Fast. Procedure read.
Procedure read.
Commence evacuation. You've got to get out of here.
There's nothing more I can do.
Tim, make a call to the NRC first.
We might still be able to get a couple of miles away before the reactor goes.
Just make the call and go.
And what about you?
Check me on that.
We've got a reactor that's heating up fast. No coolant getting in, right?
That's it.
In about 12 minutes, it's going to blow.
What about the high-pressure injection?
It's operative.
But there's nothing getting into the reactor. There's a blockage.
That's what I figured.
So if I can open it manually, we're home free, right?
Mac, no. It'll kill you.
No way.
I haven't paid my taxes yet.
Big Lear Processing Corporation.
Westport Beach Blast.
We have an incident.
I repeat, we have an incident.
A Marine sergeant once started a charge by yelling at his men.
Come on, you want to live forever?
Now, I used to think that was about the guttiest thing ever said.
But, of course, the older you get, the more nervous you get.
And I was getting.
We need to do a high-pressure bleeding feed.
We get the cooling pressure up.
MacGyver can unblock that reactor feed.
She should cool down.
I had the theory, but I'm a long way out of practice.
Pressure's coming up.
Time's running out.
It's on automatic.
It just needs flow regulation.
I can handle this.
He might need you.
You know, chances are we might not make it.
Look, it's worth trying.
See you around.
That's what I'm trying to help you with.
Stop all that worrying.
Isn't 30 kilos of nuclear explosive enough for you?
My God, it's enough to level a whole city, enough to kill a quarter of a
million people.
Nobody says that's what they're going to do with it.
Yeah, right.
Who are you trying to kid?
Besides yourself.
There's more money than you can have a dream of. That's what counts.
And the meltdown, that'll cover all the traces.
Oh, God.
What are you... What are you looking at?
Your badge, it's black.
And you've been hit with a major dose of radioactive material.
You're contaminated.
Put him in lockdown. That's all we can do.
you can do now.
What about you?
Too late for me.
Way too late.
Okay, but...
I'm
going with you.
Look, Mac, there's wash-down water out there, and you are going to need it to
survive.
What about the high-pressure injection system?
It's online.
Tim's standing behind the control room.
Looks like you passed that final exam, Mac.
Yeah, so did Tim.
I know.
Something wrong?
Yeah.
I hate heights.
Oh, I forgot that.
And I thought you remembered everything.
Run.
More water, Amy!
I hate heights, and I despise guns.
So how the hell did I get myself up here?
Go back.
A lot of strong memories you've stirred up here on Westport Beach, Mr. MacGyver.
Well, you've kind of conjured a couple that I'll be taking home myself, Miss
Austin.
And I'll be hanging on to them for quite some time.
You know, sometimes I wish we could find a way back to that crossroad, Mac.
Yeah?
What do you think we'd find?
Maybe just what we have.
Our friendship.
Did you ever wonder how we kept hold of that through everything?
That's easy.
That's how we started.
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