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Previously, on MacGyver...

I just want to give Mac and Desi the space they deserve.

Is that what you're telling yourself?

Don't make me say it.

I'm Auntie Gwen.

File 47 is a hypothetical plan

that would plunge the world into chaos.

It's a reset switch.

You can't save everyone.

When I fed you that lie

about wanting to join Codex, you lapped it up.

Of course, you were lying.

Sure.

♪ Your time has come ♪

♪ Can't tell hell ♪

♪ From the sun ♪

♪ Will you run ♪

♪ Or will you fight ♪

♪ Will you run ♪

♪ Or will you fight? ♪

Gorgeous day, isn't it?

Gwen.

Yeah, I am always starving after a good nature hike.

What do you say?

A little breakfast with your dear ol' aunt?

Doesn't seem like I have much of a choice.

Come on, kiddo.

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You're here early.

Or should I say late?

You know we have techs working around the clock.

You really need to go home and get some sleep.

I'm concerned about Angus.

I think he may have fallen under Codex's spell.

Why would you say that?

Is there something you know that I don't?

No, it's just a feeling.

Okay, well, since we are sharing feelings,

I'm concerned about you.

Russ, listen to me.

Don't mistake your pareidolia for single-minded focus.

You're brilliant, but don't get crazy.

I've made a lot of mistakes.

Lost more to Codex than I care to admit.

I just don't want to lose Mac, too.

Well, there's only so much weight any one of us can bear.

It's time for next steps.

What did you have in mind?

Let me show you.

You're eating like this is your last meal.

Mm.

Help yourself.

Blueberry were always your favorite.

How did you know that?

You know, I remember

giving you your first telescope.

You used to huff it all the way up to the roof

to get a good look.

Just like I used to.

That telescope that you're talking about

was given to me by my father.

Was it?

Your father had many admirable qualities... truth

was not one of them.

When Mom died...

everyone said she was...

looking down at me, so

that telescope, in my mind,

allowed me to...

look back up at her, somehow.

Yeah.

I promised to look out for you.

For her.

Although...

admittedly, I'm kind of the world's worst guardian angel.

You know, when you were born,

you looked like a little shriveled-up alien.

Seriously ugly. But I took one look at you,

and my heart...

just opened up.

- A biological response. - Well, exactly.

Key to the survival of our species,

but the feelings...

The-the feeling...

was surprising.

Why am I here?

Codex desperately needs people like you.

What, my engineering skills make me worth saving?

Yes. And besides, you're all the fam I got left.

- Right. - You and I,

together... we can rebuild.

The world.

Just like your mom would have wanted.

Invoking my dead mother

doesn't sell me on a plan that kills billions.

The plan... her plan... is world salvation.

Well, look, if you really want to get me on board,

maybe now's the time that you walk me through it.

Nice try.

You know, you have one of my top operatives... Scarlett.

Her sister Ella's worried about her.

She's the only family Ella has left.

She's fine.

Unlike you, we don't like to hurt innocent people.

Yeah, your father

has indoctrinated you to believe

that you're working for the good guys.

Always owning the moral high ground,

but...

It wasn't cancer that took your mom.

It was your government.

The same CIA that tried to kill me.

I'm sorry. I...

You must have at least suspected I was telling you the truth.

Maybe.

Then you can finally see the world the way I see it.

The clock's run out.

We are mere days away from a long winter's night.

And I would rather you not be left...

well, left out in the cold.

That's up for you to choose.

Phoenix or Codex.

It's all gonna be paper soon anyway.

Has anyone seen Mac?

He was gone before I woke up,

and... assumed he was here.

Nope, and I've been here most of the night.

Hey.

Hey.

What happened to you?

Codex grabbed me on my morning run.

- What? - Yeah.

- It was my aunt. - What?

Gwen just wanted to have breakfast with me,

but it felt like a last supper.

So how did you get away?

She just let me go.

Right.

She said we are "mere days away from a long winter's night".

So whatever their plan is, we don't have a lot of time.

Riley, where are we with locating Codex's new headquarters?

The number we got from the merchant linked

to a 56K hardwired modem.

I'm using a brute force attack on its encryption

to isolate the network. It's not gonna be fast or guaranteed.

I've been reaching out to intelligence agencies,

and things are getting a little freaky.

Well, it's the end of the world.

They've got things to cross off their bucket list.

Not that kind of freaky, you freak.

Top-level scientists and military personnel are going AWOL

or-or straight-up missing.

So, Codex agents are going to ground.

It's confirmation of an imminent attack.

Taylor and I are getting on the jet to D.C.

It is past time we ring alarm bells at the highest level.

No.

I mean, you said it yourself... we can't trust anybody.

Certainly not the people who murdered my mother

and her whole team.

But your mom died of cancer.

That's what the CIA made it look like.

Gwen filled me in.

Angus, Gwen's manipulating you.

Look, letting in the CIA or anybody else means

more people who'll only serve their own agendas.

Mac, what would you do instead?

I haven't figured that out yet.

Codex is on the verge of attacking the world,

so we don't have time to not figure things out yet.

- I realize that. - Okay, Mac,

I understand how you're feeling,

but it's done.

Taylor and I are calling in the cavalry, and in the meantime,

I need the four of you to use every available resource

Phoenix has to locate Codex.

Starting with their operative... Scarlett.

I've brought her in for interrogation, so...

Hey.

What's with all the late-night disappearing acts?

You ever heard of leaving a note?

I'm sorry. I've had a lot on my mind. Let's see. My dad's dead.

I killed that nice family man at the power plant.

And, oh, yeah, now my mom's been murdered, so that's fun.

That's why I'm here... to help you.

Desi, there's no future for any of us if we don't figure this out.

Look...

... right now what we need to focus on

is just getting Scarlett to talk.

Hey, Scarlett.

We really want to help you get back to your sister,

but we need to know what Codex is planning.

Help us stop them,

and we are authorized to give you whatever you need.

That's the easy way.

Oh, if you take these off, I'm happy to do things the hard way.

Look, I have to believe that somewhere deep down you know

that what Codex is doing is wrong.

Help us,

we'll get Ella out. We can reunite you two.

Well, since we're talking about family...

what about all of you?

Well, Angus here, an only child, but...

Bozer was the closest thing you had to a sibling.

Desiree has a brother,

doing his residency at John Hopkins.

Am I right?

Yeah, you're right.

Let's take those shackles off and get to the fun part.

You know, ever since my parents were killed,

my sister wanted to be a doctor.

I mean, we're just soldiers

who break things.

Ah, but our siblings...

they put it back together.

You and me,

we're not that different.

And what's your sister think of culling the global population?

So much for "do no harm".

She deserves so much better

that the global climate disaster

that's being left to her.

How can you say that you can protect her

after what the government did to your aunt,

to your own mother?

How could I possibly trust them?

Gwen still thinks that you're gonna come around.

Over and over, she was very clear:

do not harm Angus.

Even when it went against orders.

Gwen doesn't call the shots?

No.

Well, we all have to take orders from somebody.

Right, soldier?

Isn't that how you justify

all those people you've killed, Desiree?

Let me show you.

No. Desi, let's go.

You can beat me till I'm black and blue,

but my loyalty is to my family.

Get off of me!

What are you doing?

She's about to talk, and then you nearly take her head off?

- You're letting her get to you. - I'm letting her get to me?

Yes, you're playing right into their hands.

I'm playing right into their hands?

God, what is wrong with you?

Why do you refuse to see what is actually happening here?

And what is that?

You're compromised.

Are you questioning my loyalty?

You are so drunk on some screwed-up cocktail of your mom,

your aunt, Codex science...

No, I'm not. Things are just complicated.

No, it is simple.

It is us or them.

Whose side are you on?

I don't know what answer's gonna get you off my back.

Both? Neither?

Wow.

Clearly, you are not on mine.

_

Matty, I hope you understand this is your one and only call

- using the red bat phone. - I understand that, Danny,

and I wouldn't waste it.

But we need to mobilize our nation's defenses

like never before.

Okay.

FBI. NSA.

ODNI. DHS.

JSOC. The whole alphabet's here.

You have 90 seconds.

All right, then.

Let's get straight to it.

This...

this is Codex.

A millenarianist doomsday international terrorist organization

that wraps itself in an eco-warrior ethos...

You know, rather than just...

rehash this brochure, why I don't I just...

jump to the good bits, hmm?

Recent attacks and penetrations on sensitive facilities

directed by their leader, Gwendolyn Hayes,

are soon to culminate

in a global attack that will wipe out

a quarter of the Earth's population.

They believe that these attacks

will save the planet from an otherwise

inevitable collapse due to climate change.

Nearly two billion people...

dead.

Now, we have intelligence

that says this attack...

is mere days away.

Armageddon is scary stuff,

but where's the hard evidence?

Well, they tend not to leave anything behind, but...

rest assured...

this threat is real.

How are they gonna do it?

We don't know.

Phoenix is close to finding

the location of Codex's headquarters,

but we need to know the rules of engagement

and if we can rely on military support.

This is exactly the kind of intransigence

that has allowed Codex to recruit so many to its cause.

We need to act, and act now.

Yes?

I hear you.

Very clear.

Look...

the big boss had ears on us and heard your pitch.

The problem is POTUS doesn't want to get caught

holding a dookie sandwich if you're wrong.

A dookie sandwich?

But, Danny, with all due respect,

this is no time for us to stick our heads in the sand.

Right.

Well...

Plausible deniability is a cloak I've worn before.

Russ, excuse me.

Mr. Taylor, we're hereby giving you

authorized authority, via your private military company,

Spearhead, to eliminate Codex.

No chances taken.

Understood?

Gentlemen, I'm not comfortable with the ramifications...

You may assure President Royce...

that the enemy will be chopped off at the head.

I expect no less

from a man of your...

character.

Somebody call to get the cable fixed?

Riley, have you located Codex yet?

I'm almost there.

They're still in the western U.S., but I need more time.

Who are these guys?

They're Reaper drone pilots.

Good news, everyone.

The president has sanctioned Spearhead Operations

to neutralize Codex.

By any means necessary.

Neutralize?

Codex is on U.S. soil, so to circumvent the law,

it's you ordering the missile strike instead of the president.

Well, with so much at stake, all options are on the table.

Look, what they're doing is obviously very wrong,

but there are good people there.

There are civilians, scientists, their families.

Angus, you are distraught by personal loss.

Your vision is completely clouded.

We are all in this fight because you

wanted to make up for past sins,

yet here you are, resorting to the same method you swore off.

- Okay, you two need to cool it. - I'm sorry, Matty,

but this isn't how the Phoenix works...

we don't indiscriminately take innocent lives.

But you're okay with Codex doing it?

I don't... What are you talking about?

This.

And why do you

want to join Codex?

Both of my parents are dead.

I feel...

free.

Free to choose a path of science and reason.

And the whole...

Codex planning on killing billions of people...

your friends...

Phoenix...

your girlfriend?

Sometimes to do what's right

you have to sacrifice the things you love.

Body language. Pupil dilation. Electrocardio rhythms.

All indicate the same thing: that you're telling the truth.

I knew it.

No. I...

I was playing a part.

- Yes, well, the data says otherwise. - This is insane.

- Auntie Gwen got to you. - You don't all believe this, do you?

Riles.

Boze.

Unless you've been taking acting classes...

It's hard not to worry about you, Mac.

I'm sorry.

But I needed to remove all doubt,

so that no one would question me when I say to you

that you are off this mission.

Ma-Matty.

You're not a machine, Mac.

And a person can only take so much.

None of you get it. It's... you're not...

You're taking sides in a war that nobody wins.

I like your pom-pom.

That's a good one.

Would you excuse me?

Sure.

Roman.

Your unsanctioned trip to Los Angeles raised concern.

Leland had you tail me. That's lovely.

I don't need a babysitter.

And you should know, muscle's easily replaced.

Yeah, well, it's my job, ma'am.

Head of security, et cetera, et cetera.

But you know that. So don't take it personal.

You can tell our boss

that it was a fact-finding mission.

It turns out Scarlett is being held by the Phoenix Foundation.

She's alive,

but... potentially compromised.

Then we should up the timetable.

No, Roman. We proceed according to plan.

My plan.

So relax.

Hang out, enjoy the sunset.

It's a reminder of what we're fighting for.

I'm not saying Mac's gone full Codex,

but Taylor's always been right with the psy-ops stuff.

You're siding with Taylor over Mac,

who doesn't have an evil bone in his body?

Mac is just too good

of a person to make hard choices in the best of times.

Des.

I think something inside him is close to breaking.

Here I am.

The sum total of both of you.

All the good.

All the bad.

You taught me I could fix things, but...

... I don't know if I can this time.

Really wish you guys were here right now.

Dad, you used to always say that thing.

The only real failure is never having tried at all.

So...

I'm gonna try something.

But it means risking everything.

Everyone I love.

Science is driven by cold logic,

by equations you can test and duplicate.

But humankind's greatest leaps forward

were all born of instinct and intuition,

by the belief that the impossible was within reach.

So there comes a time to put aside all logic

and trust your gut and do what you feel is right.

Liftoff affirmed.

Green lights on missiles one and two.

This is a last resort, correct?

Of course.

We got a security alert in the interrogation room.

Get Desi to meet me there.

There's a high probability in the next 24 hours

that the Codex base will be taken out with a drone strike.

Your sister, my aunt... I need your help saving them.

If I take you there, how do I know you won't betray us?

You don't.

Angus, there's no way out, so just...

just stop this.

Mac, just put her back in her cell.

We can talk about this.

I think we both know it's too late for that.

Don't do this.

At my recommendation, the Phoenix recently installed

a hypoxic fire prevention system,

based on the simple principle that fire needs oxygen.

Wait.

So, if you suck most of the oxygen out

and replace it with nitrogen-rich air...

breathing gets very hard.

I'm sorry.

Angus MacGyver has gone rogue.

Get APBs out

to every local and federal law enforcement agency.

Start running facial rec on every camera

located within a 60-mile radius.

Report all progress to Riley Davis.

Angus MacGyver is now officially an enemy of the state.

Get to work.

Is all this really necessary?

Was leaving me and Desi without any oxygen really necessary?

There has to be an explanation.

Mac does everything for a reason.

Mac's not himself.

He needs to be stopped for his own good.

I know only too well

the evil that Codex nurtures in even the best of us.

Unfortunately, Mac is now a threat.

And there's no telling

what his next move will be.

Desi.

Put the Phoenix in lockdown.

Riley, Bozer, you both know Mac best.

Anticipate his moves and help me bring him back in here

before he does anything else he's gonna regret.

None of us want him hurt.

I'm counting on the both of you.

_

Why the pit stop at the sketchy warehouse?

A century-old secret. A few weeks ago,

Phoenix obtained a weapon known as Shiva,

- made by Nikola Tesla... - I know. I was there, mansplainer.

Oh, yeah. Right. Well, anyways, we outfitted this building

as a research facility in the hopes

that we could determine what Codex is planning to use it for.

- So did you? - No.

I was hoping, since we're on the same side now,

- you could spill the tea. - I'm a soldier, I'm not a scientist.

I don't know why we want it.

So we're gonna go grab it?

- Yeah. - You're crazy.

I like you.

Wait.

Hold on.

Nothing on the west side.

What you got?

Hoping to catch Mac and Scarlett stealing their getaway vehicle,

so... I'm hacking doorbell cameras

in the neighborhood around the Phoenix.

Smart.

And disturbing that you can do that.

I can't believe we're running a manhunt for Mac.

Actually, this is my second time.

In sixth grade, he got in trouble

for blowing up the chemistry lab and ran away.

The whole school went on lockdown and a search party

was formed to comb through Mission City woods.

Where'd he turn up?

My house.

Said he got scared and... that's where he felt safe.

Do you really think Gwen could get into his head?

Maybe.

If it were me,

I know she would mess with my head.

Mac's always wanted a connection to his mom,

and Gwen's giving him that.

Got something?

No.

Mac's too smart to leave a trail.

Yeah.

Can you take a look at this?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, hey.

Well, when it comes to partners, I guess I have a type.

We are not partners.

Knock, knock.

We're here for Shiva and we have no intention

of hurting anybody. All of the emergency protocols...

I designed them.

So whatever you're thinking, I'm a step ahead.

Look, we'd love to cooperate,

but Mr. Taylor made it very clear that you're persona non grata.

Ahem.

But, hey, who are we to judge?

Knock yourselves out with Shiva.

We literally have.

A couple of times.

Dude.

Hold on. Before we shoot anybody,

let's just... try locking 'em in that supply closet.

I'll work on the exit strategy.

He's going after Shiva.

Damn it, Angus.

Lock down the building!

Aw, come on!

What now, genius?

Working on it.

- Riles? - Get in.

Let's go!

Hey. Stop!

_

Looks like the ALPR blocker on the plates is still working.

Thank you.

I'd hate to think where I'd be if you hadn't shown up.

Why did you do it?

Because, at the end of the day,

I trust you, Mac.

But, seriously, man, what's going on?

I know that everybody thinks

that Gwen has cast a spell on me,

but look at Taylor.

I can't figure it out,

but he's obsessed with Codex.

He pretends like there's other options on the table.

But, given the chance, he's gonna press the button,

no matter how many innocent lives he takes.

So now what?

We ask your Aunt Gwen nicely not to press her button

to reset the world?

I saw something in her, Riles.

As estranged as we may be,

I'm the only family that she has left.

More importantly,

she thinks I'll join 'em. So,

I use Shiva back there to convince 'em

that I've changed my mind.

And once I'm inside Codex,

I figure out a way to stop her.

You know, without all the needless death.

And how do we know we're not walking into a trap?

We don't.

Gwen could welcome us with open arms, or...

we could be marching to our deaths.

You know you don't have to do this, right?

What?

And miss all the fun?

If any of you had any doubts about where Mac's loyalties lie,

well, I hope they've been put to rest.

There's got to be another explanation.

Then I suggest that you find them,

bring them back and ask them.

Riley did a hell of a job covering their tracks.

I mean, no phone signals, no GPS, no nothing.

Y'all believe what you want, but Riley left us a clue.

The trace on the modem finally pinged a location in Montana.

I'm accessing satellite coverage now.

Looks like a ranch complex.

We've got multiple power sources,

heat signatures for about a hundred people.

I'll start a scan of the property.

No, that's Codex headquarters. We've got them.

Desi, how long to get a tactical assault team on site?

We've got to gear up, get airborne,

add in flight time, HALO in.

At best, four hours.

Calculating from when Mac and Riley left

the research facility.

They'll get there first.

And warn Gwen, which will give enough time

to evacuate Codex.

Or worse, set up a defense

and turn our assault into a suicide mission.

We can take what they throw at us.

Or we can call Washington for other options.

No, Matilda. Chain of command was clear.

Cut off the head of the snake.

How long before you can get the Reaper in position?

At top speed, we can get to these coordinates

in roughly an hour.

All right. Get on it.

Uh, hold up.

We don't know when Mac and Riley are gonna get there,

and we're talking about dropping a missile?

How do we even know that will stop Codex?

The drone

could be our best option at taking out Codex leadership.

Has everyone lost their minds?

Desi, back me up here.

Sometimes we need to sacrifice the things we love

for the greater good.

Look, we all know what you're going through, Bozer.

Angus is family.

But we can't risk billions of lives to save his.

If you could go back in time and stop Hitler,

stop 9/11, even if it meant sacrificing innocent lives,

wouldn't you do it?

Let me I ask you something, Taylor.

How's that so different than what Codex is saying?

Inform me when the Reaper's in firing position

and wait for my command.

Home sweet home.

I have eyes on Scarlett, MacGyver,

and another Phoenix agent. Over.

Scarlett's compromised. Take her out. Take 'em all out.

Hey, Roman, we don't even know why they're here.

Don't be so naive.

She led Phoenix right to us.

All units,

take out MacGyver. Do not let them reach the perimeter.

So is there a secret password or signal?

Or do we just drive up to the front door and shout "Howdy"?

Duck!

Gwen sure knows how to roll out the red carpet.

We do tend to be suspicious of outsiders.

Hang on.

Hold your fire!

That's not good.

They'll have us dead to rights in a second.

- Can you do your Mac thing? - Yeah. On it.

Is this really time for arts and crafts?

You know what? It actually is.

What the hell's going on down there?

Are they fighting with Codex agents?

Since you're out of toys, MacGyver, this one's mine.

Reaper in position.

Target acquired.

There's more going on

down there than we're aware of.

Don't let your trigger finger get itchy.

Come on, Taylor. Mac's fighting them.

Missile One away.

I didn't give the order to fire.

My orders have been clear all along, sir.

Abort that missile. We've got people on the ground.

- I'm afraid I can't do that. - I think you can.

MacGyver could provide valuable intel.

What's the strategic benefit of shooting him?

Eliminating risk.

I have my orders, and we don't want to take chances. Hey.

Do not let them near the ranch house.

- Is that clear? - Yes, sir. You heard him.

- What now? - Well, I just got a lot less popular at group meals.

We need to make contact with Gwen.

Hey.

Damn.

Taylor pressed the button.

Oh, God. Ella.

We need to get everybody out.

Tell me you got a plan, Mac.

Get to the ranch house.

Of course you'd say that.

Everyone, just calm down.

We're all on the same team here.

Desi?

It's easy.

You can do it, too.

Stand down.

Green light, boys. Fire at will.

Is this windshield bulletproof?

Not against that kind of firepower.

But I have an idea on how to get through to Gwen.

Wait.

Wait, new orders. Hold your fire.

- Come on, Gwen. - He's doing Morse code.

He's saying "Hellfire...

inbound".

Incoming missile.

Emergency protocols. Get everyone to safety now.

- Everyone inside! - In!

- Now! - Get the kids. Get 'em in.

Now it's my turn to be your guardian angel.

He's on our side, Roman, and so am I.

He brought us Shiva. You gonna shoot him for it?

What's that gonna do against a Hellfire?

Hopefully it'll act as a mini missile defense system.

Thank you.

Tesla designed Shiva

to release a powerful electromagnetic pulse,

which should scramble any electronics within range.

In this case, that'd be the guidance system

in an incoming missile.

It actually worked?

Thanks for the doubt.

Hey, Mac, how many missiles does a Reaper drone carry?

I'm guessing two.

You better hurry.

Yeah, well, this thing takes a minutes to crank.

We don't have a couple minutes.

I'll be hanging onto this.

Thank you, Taylor. You made the right call.

Let me make something clear to you, Matilda.

I am not on Mac's side.

There's a concrete structure under that ranch house there.

Taking out Codex leadership was not 100% guaranteed.

Otherwise, I would have let that bomb drop,

regardless of Mac or Riley.

Well, then, thank you anyway.

Bozer, we need to get in touch with Mac

and find out exactly what's going on down there.

We still don't know where his loyalties lie,

and our priority is to take out Codex.

So if he gets in our way next time,

I'm telling you, I will not hesitate.

Ella.

Thank you.

Roman,

play nice with our guests.

So what changed your mind?

I can't find a hole in the logic of File 47.

I hate it, but I don't have any other solutions.

My mother was right.

I'm really glad that you were here to show me that, Gwen.

So am I.

And your girlfriend?

You know I'm not his girlfriend.

You also know the skills I have to offer.

We're a package deal.

Then you both understand the commitment you're making?

- Any lingering doubt? - We just betrayed our friends

to stop a missile from dropping on your head,

so I'd say that ship has sailed.

Okay.

Welcome home, Angus.

This is unbelievable.

They built a whole city down here.

So what now?

Improvise.

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