All language subtitles for macgyver_s05e09_the_ten_percent_solution

MacGyver, you look terrific.

You should wear tux more often.

Frickly camouflage.

As long as I have to be here, I might as
well blend in.

Well, this is why the foundation
launched its art acquisition program.

Do you realize how many great works of
art like this disappear in the corporate

vaults every year?

It's criminal.

Well, how many are you planning on
getting?

Well, we've already raised about $4
million.

And when that runs out, we'll start
pounding the pavements again.

Here, I want to show you something.

This is one of the paintings that we're
going to be bidding on tonight.

Now, you tell me, would you rather see a
painting like this hidden away in some

private collection or out on display in
a public gallery where everyone can

enjoy it? Pete, you don't have to
convince me.

Just make sure you get your money's
worth.

Oh, that's covered.

That's why our art consultant is meeting
us here.

In fact, I'm going to look for Dr. Sand.
Excuse me.

painting, huh?

Peter Paul Rubens, the hills north of
Antwerp, about 1625.

1625? I wouldn't give you 15 bucks for
it, sorry.

I know where you can get a great deal on
a Matador painting, on black velvet.

Now you're talking art.

Ah, here you are.

So you two have met?

Almost, not quite.

Oh, well, then let me formalize it.
MacGyver, this is Dr. Laura Sand, our

new fine arts expert. She advises us on
all our purchases.

Mine, too.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Sand.

Likewise.

Sold for $670,000.

Congratulations.

Next, catalog item 52.

A work by Peter Paul Rubens, painted by
the noted Flemish artist near Antwerp in

1625.

We shall open the bids at $300,000.

$300,000?

We have $300,000. Do we have $325,000?

Now would be a good time to make your
first bid.

$325,000 for this fine work, ladies and
gentlemen?

Thank you, sir. We have $325,000. Do we
have $350,000, anybody?

Hey, pal, would you mind paying your
fare?

I have $400,000.

410. Anyone?

We have 410.

Do I hear 415?

Thank you, sir.

415,000 is the bid.

We're up to 415,000.

Do we have 420?

We have 420.

Do I hear 425?

I'd go one more.

425, ladies and gentlemen, for one of
Reuben's finest landscapes.

425, anyone?

We have 425.

430, anyone?

Going once for 425,000.

425,000 going twice. Any other bids?

My God.

It's true.

425,000 going three times.

Sir. Sold.

to Mr. Peter Thornton of the Phoenix.
Sir, excuse me.

No, no, you cannot sell this painting.
It's my painting.

No, it's my painting. It belongs to my
family.

This is my painting.

Hey, wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Oh, no.

Oh, no. Hey, what are you doing? Please
believe me. I'm not insane. Look at

that. Why did you do that? Whoever is in
charge, this is my painting.

It was stolen from my family.

Please believe me. I'm not insane.

Please let go. You're hurting me.
Please.

Hey, come on, guys. Take it easy, huh?
Sir.

The ERR.

They stole this painting from my family.

Please believe me.

You do believe me, don't you?

It's the truth.

It's... It's the truth. It's my
painting.

Get that man out of here.

Call the police. The painting is mine. I
can prove it. Please. I'm not insane.

I'm not trying to make trouble here.

How can you be so sure he's telling the
truth?

The guy had numbers tattooed on his arm,
Pete. This is not just some lunatic

looking for attention.

Well, having been in a concentration
camp doesn't prove his story, MacGyver.

Pete, the old guy was hurt.

You see the look in his eyes?

Mr. Brandt. Bill Smith, Channel 4.

In a congressional district plagued with
violence in our streets and our parks,

what do you intend to do if elected, Mr.
Brandt?

We cannot let the punks and criminals of
this world run free and... We must make

the streets safe for our children.

That's what America's about.

Freedom.

Freedom to take charge and protect our
loved ones.

It's time the leaders of this great
nation did just that.

Lead.

I don't know. It's a big job.

It's a shame. It's so beautiful.

Doctor, what's the prognosis?

Well, I think we can restore it, but
it's going to take some time.

Is there any possibility that that old
man has a claim on this picture?

Well, he did mention the ERR. The ERR?

What is that?

Einsatzstab Rosenberg Reichsminister.

Hitler's personal band of art thieves.

His goons ransacked Europe during World
War II, looting and stockpiling

tremendous works of art.

Nothing was safe.

So it is possible this painting belonged
to his family. He did say he could prove

that. Well, then why didn't he prove it
instead of charging into that art

auction like a madman? Look what he did.
I don't know, Pete, but don't you think

we should at least ask?

Yes, you're right. We should.

And he's still in custody over at the
police station. I'm on it.

You know, if he's right, if that old man
is telling the truth, then I've just

purchased a stolen painting.

A damaged stolen painting.

Has the art gallery sent over the
Providence yet?

No.

I'd like to compare the history of
ownership with our research sources.

Well, I'll go get it myself.

The sales receipt lists Lyle Hogart as
the seller.

What have you found out?

His name is Sambulinski.

A Jew.

A survivor?

Possibly.

What is this proof he claims to have?

I don't know.

It may just be talk.

Or it is possible he has something that
could prove damaging to us.

Don't worry.

There is no way anyone can trace the
Rubens to you.

And the Van Dykes we sold in San
Francisco?

They'll never connect any of the sales
to the campaign funds.

They cannot afford to have questions
raised.

The old Jew must never be allowed to
produce the proof of his...

Have him killed.

All I want to do is talk to Mr.
Balinski. Ask him a few questions. Look,

everybody at that auction saw him try
and steal that painting.

If the old guy still insists it belongs
to him. Well, it could belong to him.

He says he can prove it. I just want to
give him the chance.

Well, it's your painting. I guess
there's no harm in talking to him.

Yeah, Balinski Samuel.

He's in holding three.

You want to bring him up to the squad
room?

Great, thanks.

Buy a coffee?

No, thanks.

You're from the auction.

Is he dead?

I'm afraid so.

Thought I could make it to pension
without having to use this thing on

anybody. I could have disarmed him, you
know. Looks like he was disarming you.

You better get that looked at.

Why? Why would he attack me?

Ever see this line before?

No, never.

Forgive me, officer.

You saved my life. I don't know how to
thank you.

And thank you, my friend.

MacGyver. My friend, MacGyver.

More trouble?

Everything is under control, Wilhelm.

He said Balinski was under control.

Now he's on the street. Who knows what
he's told this man from the Phoenix

Foundation. One old man is not going to
destroy years of planning and

preparation. Grandmother, the election's
only two days away.

One whiff of a scandal, any scandal
could sink me.

And if I go down, we all do. You know
that.

That is why you must let me handle this
matter, Wilhelm.

You will be protected.

Your Chamber of Commerce speech is at
four.

Wear your blue suit.

Now, Hogarth, about this Polinsky.

He's with a man named MacGyver at the
Phoenix Foundation.

If the old man shows proof of his claim
to anyone,

I want him stopped as well.

Do you understand me?

Yes, madame.

MacGyver, Pete told me about what
happened at the police station. Oh,

yeah. No permanent damage.

Uh, Sam?

This is Dr. Laura Sand.

She's repairing the Rubens. A doctor and
so beautiful.

Yeah, you make your parents proud, yes?

Are you sure you're okay?

Don't worry for me. I'm a survivor.

Well, I found something strange on the
Rubens.

Here, take a look at this.

Some sort of odd residue.

What kind of residue?

We're not sure.

The lab's still breaking down its full
analysis.

You know, Rubens painted a lot of
Antwerp landscapes, Mr. Belinsky.

Are you sure this one is yours? Listen,
Doctor.

This painting used to hang over our
fireplace.

As a boy, I would stare into it and
wonder what was behind that hill. What

was beyond those trees?

I grew up in this painting, Dr. Sand.

It is part of me.

And you say the Nazis stole it? Yes.

They took everything.

My family had one of the finest art
collections in Izbika.

In all of Poland, I dare say.

Before the Nazis.

Well, what would Hitler want with all
this artwork?

Let me show you something.

Miller wanted to use the ERR to create a
museum of the master race.

Over 12 million pieces of art and
valuables were stolen.

17,000 objects were labeled degenerate
and either sold off or destroyed.

A lot more ended up in SS officers'
private collections.

After the war, the Allies found
thousands of paintings hidden in

warehouses and salt mines.

I didn't know that was on there.

For you, these are only pictures.

For me, it's not just a movie.

Now, Sam, do you remember when the
painting was stolen?

October 12, 1940.

It was a Saturday morning.

It just happened to be Yom Kippur.

I've been going through these ERR
records from Washington all day.

There's no record of a Belinsky family.

The records are not there because I have
them.

You have the original ERR records?

But how?

Those of us the Nazis could use.

They kept alive.

I knew about art, so I volunteered to be
a clerk for the ERR.

I was then sent to Auschwitz for four
years.

You actually worked for them?

My other choice was the gas chamber.

One day I found the pages where my
family's art was catalogued.

I ripped them from the ledger.

Where are the pages now, Sam? At my
home.

I'd like to take a look at those
documents if you don't mind, Mr.

Polinski. It would be my pleasure, but
the name is Sam.

Okay, Sam.

Let's go get those papers right now.

Is Than your real name?

Actually, it was Thanberg.

My grandfather changed it when he
arrived at Ellis Island.

Changing your name you can do, but
changing who you are, this you can

never do.

Here's the address.

The old man lives out in Santa Fino.

Take him straight to the mine.

Got it, Mr. Hogart.

Laura, where's McGuire? He took Mr.
Balinski home to get the ERR records.

Mr. Balinski said they proved the
painting was stolen from his family in

1940.

Well, according to this provenance from
the auction house, the painting was sold

to the Hogart family eight years earlier
in 1932.

Well, they can't both be right.

You know, I'm going to call the National
Archives in Washington, D.C., see if

they can shed a little light on this.

They owe me one anyway.

Veronica, hold down the board.

I'm going to see if Mr. Hogarth can
clear up a few of these questions

himself. All right.

one bumpy ride.

But we made it.

Jackpot.

I know I should have made talk to the
documents years ago. Hello, Mr. Jackson.

But I thought the pending was lost
forever.

There's a box under the counter if you
can help me.

My back has been bothering me since the
night of the auction.

Yeah, over here on the table, please.

Thank you.

Oh.

Here, that's my family.

That's me.

My father.

He was killed when they first invaded.

What about your mother and sister and
the baby?

That's my other sister.

You see, there came a pogrom.

They wanted all the Jews out of Izbika.

So we were sent to Sobibor.

Within an hour, my mother and my
sisters...

I can still see the black smoke.

Mr. Hogarth?

Look, whatever it is, it'll have to
wait.

I'm with the Phoenix Foundation.

It's about the Rubens painting you sold
yesterday at the auction.

What about it?

The provenance you gave the auction
house. There seems to be a problem.

You have a problem? Talk to my lawyer.

Well, if that's how you want to handle
it. But I should warn you, we found

evidence that directly contradicts your
claim.

What kind of evidence?

ERR documents that prove the painting is
stolen.

Somehow, I don't think anyone's going to
see those documents.

Do you?

From Auschwitz.

Before they sent me back to Sobibor, one
of the worst death camps.

Most new arrivals were gassed within two
hours when they got there.

Life had no place in Sobibor.

Ah, here, here, here.

Here, you see?

Uh, my German's a little rusty.

All right, Rubens.

Antwerp landscape, year of confiscation,
1940.

You see, just as I said.

Sergeant Gray?

Yes. Hi, I'm Pete Thornton.

Oh, hi, Mr. Thornton. Nice to see you.

Thanks for calling.

So, uh, what have you found? You got
anything to go on? Not much. We do have

a witness, but all she saw was four guys
in ski masks hustling your friends off

into a van.

So what's next? Where do we start?

Normally, you hang tough and wait for a
ransom demand.

Oh, I think there's more to this than a
simple ransom.

Our art expert, Dr. Laura Sand, is
missing, too, and I think it's related.

How's that?

Well, she went to check on the
painting's provenance with the previous

owner, a man named Hogart.

And she hasn't come back. I can't find
her. And he's nowhere to be found

either. Well, look, I'll get an APB out
on him right away.

Good. Thanks.

Listen, while you're at it, will you
have your people check on any silver

mines operating in the area?

Silver mines?

Yeah. Dr. Sand had our lab run an
analysis on some particles that she

found on the painting.

Well, the lab confirms that those
particles are lead sulfide, which is a

common residue from silver mining.

Well, it's worth a try.

Oh, it's great. I'll get right on it.

Now, look it.

You keep me posted if anything new turns
up, all right?

Don't worry. You'll be the first to
know.

And return the favor, okay?

Here's the A.R.R. record.

What is this place?

I don't know, Sam.

Inside.

Check the van around.

Go.

MacGyver. Sam.

Laura, what happened? How'd you get
here?

She made the same mistake you did, young
man.

She asked too many questions.

Jawohl, Frau Brandenburg.

We have met.

No, we were never formally introduced.
She would come to Sobibor always first

on line.

She and the wives of the other officers,
they would pick through the dead's

valuables like vultures.

You?

Oh, yes, Frau Brandenburg. I know you.

Here are the ERR documents.

Get me Madame's office.

Hello.

What?

How?

Uh-huh.

I see you're a brand supporter.

Yes. My grandson is about to become a
congressman. Brand is your grandson?

Brand...

Brandenburg, you can change what you're
called, but not what you are. I'll take

care of it.

Trouble. Someone named Thornton from the
Phoenix Foundation has asked police to

check out silver mines in the area.

We have to evacuate to another base.

Yes. Be sure everything is smooth.

Those are historic documents.

And now they are historic ashes.

You know, burning those papers won't
change the truth.

You want the truth, Mr. MacGyver?

Here is the truth.

Our master plan.

The 10% solution.

California, Nevada, Oregon, Washington,
Idaho.

Five of your 50 states will become the
new Aryan nation.

My God.

You can't be serious.

Oh, I am.

See, it is already happening. We have
judges, public officials, school

teachers, police chiefs, people of
influence.

All of them our people.

Looking out for our interests.

The purity of the white race.

Didn't a guy named Adolf try that once
before?

Hitler moved too fast.

We have learned patience.

First infiltrate, then we dominate.

It may take 10, 20 years.

it will happen.

You would do that again?

You would unleash your horror on the
world?

Take them to the mine.

We will see each other again.

Not in your lifetime, old man.

Move!

That's a Renoir.

That painting was listed destroyed in
1940.

Monet?

Rembrandt?

MacGyver, these paintings are priceless.

Congressional elections are expensive.

So is buying copped.

Hello, Gray.

They didn't have to buy me, MacGyver.

I was sold on them years ago.

Now, if you'd have left well enough
alone, the old man would be dead.

And I wouldn't have had to gun down one
of our own people.

Come on, let's go.

Say goodbye.

This isn't Sobibor, but we'll try to
make you feel at home.

Make sure the line feeding the acetylene
is airtight.

This is nuts. Why don't we just shoot
him?

Madame is feeling nostalgic.

Please, you can't do this. Please.

Please.

MacGyver.

MacGyver.

Please, come out of it.

You've got to help us.

MacGyver.

They're gassing us, MacGyver.

It smells like garlic.

That must be acetylene.

It'll fill from the top of the room
first, so get down. Stay down.

We're going to die.

No, we will not die.

We will get out of this place.

It's only a matter of how is it not,
MacGyver.

Yeah, right.

But this is impossible.

Sobibor was impossible.

500 stormed the gates.

200 died.

But 300 of us lived.

We must escape to make sure this horror
does not happen again.

All right.

I think I got it.

What? This is a fire door.

It's hollow.

Metal on two sides, air in the middle.

But how's that going to help us?

It didn't work.

He has a night in.

Here's the last of it, Mr. Thornton.
Well, never mind. I've got it.

Bonaventure Silver Mine.

Hogarth is a shareholder.

He's got some prominent partners.

Judge Turpin, Dean Smithers of St. Ann's
University.

Hogarth keeps pretty good company.

Get Sergeant Gray on the line.

I want to see if he can tie this in with
anything else he's picked up on Hogarth.

Hello, police. I'd like to speak with
Sergeant Gray.

Mr. Thornton, what's wrong?

Well, look who's a shareholder.

Harold Gray?

Yeah, as in Sergeant Gray.

My God, he's part of it.

He sure is.

All right.

Now I need a spark to ignite it.

Take cover back here.

Somebody's here. Huh, Doctor?

Should

be

over for them.

Get a gas mask from storage.

Stump the bodies down the shaft.

I'll fill up the truck.

I should be able to get as far as the
art truck in this outfit. Then I'll

swing around and pick you up. But the
Nazis, we can't just let them walk away.

One step at a time, Sam.

until we're ready to pull out. About ten
minutes, maybe less.

Yeah, let's go.

Oh, now, come on, man. Let's get this
thing out of here.

Come on, let's go.

What's Sam? Over there. He knocked out
Hogart and went inside.

Oh, man.

Come on.

Well, Mr. Brand, looks like your
popularity's taking a nosedive.

Get him out of here.

It ends here for Brandon Moore.

Is that it?

Some would call it justice.

You will not kill me.

You Jews are weak.

No, we are not.

In fact, your hate has made us even
stronger.

Sam. No, don't stop me.

You deserve to die. The world would be a
better place without you and your cult.

The feeling is mutual.

Perhaps we are not so different, you and
I.