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We've got a pretty good planet here,
as planets go.

The trouble is, we're letting it go
down the drain in too many places.

Random testing downstream had
turned up some strange trace elements.

It was pretty close to home,

so the Phoenix Foundation
had an incentive to find out why

what should be clean water
was showing up polluted.

- Okay, are you ready?
- I'm ready.

Buddy?

What is it, boy?

Buddy!

Buddy?

Buddy!

Two minutes, 800 more gallons.

Okay.

Come on!

Try some of your own poison!

Come on, let's go!

Hurry up!

Look out!

Go!

What happened?
Hey, wait a minute!

I'm on your side, I think.

Hold still. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Cut open your pants leg.

- I don't need any help.
- Got to stop that bleeding.

- Who shot you?
- I don't know.

But I saw one of them.

I'll remember him.

- He killed my dog.
- Yeah, I saw him.

I don't like this.
That big guy saw your face.

- Put a cork in it.
- What do you mean, put a cork in?

I'm covering my butt. I'm out of
this deal, you call Dorman right now!

Call him. Or I'll call him.

I'm real sorry about your dog.

I learned a long time ago...

...you bury the dead and that's it.

When did she die?

- You okay?
- Yeah.

You got a name?

MacGyver.

Toberman.

They call me Earthquake.

Hey, Earthquake.

We ought to have
a doctor look at your leg.

I take care of myself.
I don't need no doctor.

Well, we've got to go to
the city anyway to report that dumping.

- Might as well let a doctor look at it.
- We don't have to go in the city.

I don't like the city.

Look, Earthquake,

they were dumping
toxic waste into that stream.

They killed your dog.

My dog is dead.

They're gone.

You report it.

Look, what happened out there today

could provide answers to some
pretty important questions.

But I need your help.

You can identify one of them.
You're a witness.

I've fought my wars.

Okay.

You got your reasons.

I got mine.

I work at a place
called the Phoenix Foundation.

Will you remember that for me?

Phoenix Foundation. Okay?

Yeah.

Take care of the leg, huh?

How long will the cleanup take?

Clean it, empty it, fill it with oil.
Half an hour, Mr Farber.

Good. Then get it back on the road
and make a normal oil delivery.

- You two, get in there and strip.
- What?

Burn those coveralls.
We don't want any traces.

As soon as you've changed,

take tanker 1 6 there
up to the Twin Ridge Dump.

It's full of chemical and low level
radioactive mix you put in that creek.

Come on, Farber.
A legitimate delivery now?

Exactly. After all,
that is our business.

I got a rundown on
the guy they shot, Mr Farber.

Daniel Toberman.

Some kind of hermit.
Lives up in the backwoods.

- Has he reported the incident?
- Not to the cops. Or the EPA.

Good.

And the running water will
have diluted the toxics by now.

And they'll never
be able to trace them.

I think we're clear.

But run a background check
on this Toberman.

- Why bother?
- Because I told you so.

Look, I turned this operation
into a perfect legal cover.

We have something to protect here.

Toxic waste disposal is
very profitable for the organisation.

In ten years we'll be
part of an industry worth billions.

Bigger than narcotics.

So, one mistake...

...is one too many.

Okay. We'll run a check on Toberman.

But we're clean. He's nobody.

I bet you this redneck's got himself
some travelling money.

Give!

What are you, nuts?

I could have torn your head off.

Get out of here.

It's too bad you couldn't get
this man, Toberman, to testify.

Pete, I tried.
The man wants to be left alone.

Okay, Toberman
has every right to refuse.

But getting this close to
an observed dumping operation...

It's a shame we can't track it down.

Well, I wouldn't go that far. MacGyver
has come up with a couple of good leads.

The lab broke down
the sample I took from that creek.

And toxic would be an understatement.

Two acids, a carcinogen, and Cesium 1 37.

Research gave us a list
of possible sources.

It came down to...

...Laboratory Chemicals, Inc.,
and Radiotronics Corp.

Well, now you do have something.

Yeah, it could be a lot.

Lab Chemicals processes its toxic waste,
but Radiotronics uses a service.

An outfit called Chemco Waste Disposal.

Who are they?

They were a nickel-and-dime storage and
disposal operation until two years ago

when they were bought out by the
U.S. branch of an offshore corporation

hiding behind a Caribbean registry.

It was arranged
by the president of Chemco.

Martin Farber.
Straight out of Harvard Law.

He's not exactly Mr Clean.

He's known to have
heavy mob connections.

- Does that tell you anything?
- A lot. But not enough for a hearing.

There's no proof. No legal evidence.
And no case without what's-his-name.

You can't go in!

Earthquake Toberman.

- Helen, that's all right, thank you.
- I thought it over.

I'm glad you did.

We're all happy to see you,
Mr Toberman.

I'm Karen Matsuga, staff attorney.

You wanted me to testify.

- I'll testify.
- That's great.

Terrific. We have a line
on the guys that jumped you.

- Maybe.
- Maybe.

At a place called Chemco Waste Disposal.

The sign on that truck said Alamesa.

Alamesa? Well, all right,
I'll check it out,

but it sounds like a phoney to me.

I don't care what they call themselves.
I saw one of 'em.

Could you identify him?

At night, in a fog, underwater.

- How are you doing?
- Good.

- Nice day, huh?
- Yeah.

- Got a hot load for you here.
- A hot what?

A hot load. Where do you want it.

What am I supposed to do with that?

I don't know, my boss told me
to drop it off, so I'm dropping off.

Yeah, well, take it in there.
I don't want it.

- Where to?
- Go through the gate,

make a right, go to the building,
make a right, ask for Mr Dorman.

- He'll tell you where to put that.
- You got it.

I'll get the gate.

It was a truck just like that...

...except it had Texas plates.

Well, they must have
washed it down by now.

Let's get inside.

What's that?

Well, it's kind of an
all-purpose electronic bloodhound.

I got it set to react to the same

chemical radiation recipe
I found in that water sample.

Yeah, right. You handle that,
and I'll look for the guy I nailed.

Dorman.

That shipment from Excelsior get in?

- What shipment?
- Two guys in a van.

They said it was hot stuff.

I never heard of Excelsior.

Call the police and find those guys.

What is this place?

They recycle industrial waste
by filtering out toxics.

At least, that's what
they're supposed to do.

- It looks legit enough.
- Well, it is.

But they're paid to reprocess waste.
If they dump it, where's the money go?

And we're talking about some big bucks.

We got something here.

What is it?

I don't know, but this thing's
giving off a low level of radiation.

Alamesa.
That's the sign I saw on the truck.

Wait!

Let's at least be cautious about this.

- What are you doing?
- Getting the lead out.

We have to protect ourselves
from that radiation.

Watch the door.

Why don't we use the box
I've been dragging around?

We're supposed to be dropping that off.
We can't walk out of here with it.

Good point.

Let's get back to the truck.

That's him.

He killed my dog.

They're over there. Come on.
Come over here. Come on.

What the hell's going on here?

Yeah, that's the guy. The hillbilly.

Get lost. Now.

MacGyver... that was brilliant.

No, it was just lucky.

- It's the only place they didn't look.
- Yeah. Very lucky.

Inside a piece of police evidence.

You'll never know
what I had to go through

to get you two and this released.

We got it.
And I spotted that slimeball.

- He got a name?
- Charles LaFond.

Well, we got that.
We got the evidence. Go get him.

Put the whole bunch in jail.

It's not quite as easy as that.
I mean, we do have to establish a case.

Establish what case?

Karen's gotten us a hearing
with the State Environmental Agency.

And with that evidence,
and your testimony to connect it,

we've got a chance to rip
Chemco Waste Disposal wide open.

What do you think a bunch of
paper shufflers are gonna do?

- They're no court.
- No, they're not.

But a fuse isn't a bomb, either.

But if you light the end, and it
burns far enough, there is an explosion.

They can send an investigation team
in there to go through everything.

If we get these guys dead to rights,

then the U.S. Attorney's office
will tear them apart.

But we need solid evidence...
and an eyewitness.

Well, here I am.

Give your full name for the record.

Daniel Royce Toberman.

My only address...

...half a section of county land.

Where I found him
and his partner dumping poison.

- Objection.
- Sustained.

Mr Toberman, you may only testify as
to what you've personally seen or heard.

I know it was poison. It killed my dog.

We intend to present evidence
to that effect later, sir.

Do you identify Charles LaFond as the
man who dumped liquids from a tanker?

- I sure do.
- And how was that truck identified?

The name on it?
Just said Alamesa.

That's the sign, over there.

You saw the sign,
the truck, and Mr LaFond?

I sure did. Dumping toxics.

Reserve the right to redirect.

Your witness.

- Daniel Royce Toberman.
- That's my name.

Not all of it. You're also known as
"Earthquake" Toberman, aren't you?

Yeah. That ain't got
nothing to do with this.

Bear with me, please.
Why is it you're called Earthquake?

Used a landslide once
to get out of trouble.

Kids called me Earthquake.

- The kids?
- My outfit.

Handful of greenies.

Some Vietnamese regulars.

And you won a Bronze Star and three
commendations for bravery. Correct?

I don't remember.
That was a long time ago.

Do you have a
poor memory, Mr Toberman?

No. I sure remember him.

Do you remember
Captain Edward D'Angelo?

In Saigon, 1 5 years ago?
Do you remember him?

- I remember.
- Do you remember attacking him?

Do you remember the court-martial? You
were described as borderline psychotic.

I object. He's badgering my witness!

Mr Toberman's past
is not the question here.

Oh, but his credibility as a witness is.

She's the reason.

Tai Minh.

Tai Minh was the reason.

We wanted to get married.

Rules and regulations.

Your precious Captain D'Angelo
said it all.

You see, white men marry white women.

Where is she now, Mr Toberman?

She didn't make it.

She died.

Did you kill her?

Mr Toberman!

Mr Toberman!

- He tried to kill me!
- Mr Toberman, I will not have this!

Ms Matsuga, restrain your witness
or I'll hold him in contempt.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

This hearing is continued
tomorrow morning at 1 0.00 a.m.

And if there are any further outbursts,
I will dismiss your cause of action.

Let's get some air. Come on.

Follow them. See where they go.

I've never seen anybody
handle themselves like you just did.

- Way to knock down that hillbilly, sir.
- No, I discredited him.

I needled him
to set him up as psychotic.

But we need one more final touch.

Now listen closely...

- Earthquake, you all right?
- I'm okay.

What was that all about in there?

Farber was right. I killed her.

No, you didn't.

She was killed in a crossfire in Saigon.

You were on a mission in Cambodia.
There was nothing you could do.

Karen's one of the best.
She's done some digging.

She's on your side.
I think we all are.

Then you know the rest.

Well, we know they put you away
for striking an officer.

- We don't know your side of it.
- D'Angelo.

He really had it in for us.
I was going to get married anyway.

I set up a Buddhist ceremony.

He got wind of it.
Shipped me out.

Before I could even tell her.

I never saw her again.

I didn't even know she was...

...dead...

...till I came back.

- Just too damn late again.
- That's why you went after D'Angelo?

That's why I wanted to kill him.

- But you only hit him.
- Broke his nose.

They gave you 1 8 months for that?

- It was worth it.
- Once out, you headed for the hills?

Nah, I tried the civilian bit.

Got a greasy spoon
with a buddy from 'Nam.

I thought that maybe I could
leave this pain and killing behind.

But I was wrong. I was so wrong.

I found that out one night
after closing up the restaurant.

I was taking the garbage
to dump in the back alley.

That's when it happened.

A kid.

A stupid kid with firecrackers.

If I'd had had a weapon,
that kid would be dead.

I'd have killed him like that.

But you didn't.

But I wanted to.
For a second, don't you see?

Toberman...

...you could have handed Farber
his head, but you backed off.

Does that make me a saint?

No, that makes you human, just like
the rest of us, with feelings and pain.

The Farbers of this world
get fat off of people who...

Who run off and hide.
Who don't care. Well, you do care.

You care about Buddy and
what happens when they dump garbage.

That doesn't sound like a killer to me.

I'd better get back to the Foundation.

I want to be ready
to go after them in the morning.

I'll drive you.

- You coming?
- Nah.

I'll stay here...
and sort some stuff out in my head.

Thanks anyway.

All right.

Hey, Popeye...

Mr Farber wanted me
to give you something.

Good. Let's get it over with.

You're right, let's get it over with.

You, hold it! Don't move!

I didn't do it. I didn't!

I said, hold it!

Earthquake, don't move!

Keep everybody out of this building.

Stay back.

He couldn't do it. We just talked.
He's not that kind of man.

We know, but we're
gonna have to prove it.

Call Pete, tell him what's happened.
It's obvious this whole thing's a setup.

Earthquake's got to be
headed for Chemco.

Grade! What happened?

Grade, come on!
Can you hear me?

- You okay?
- I don't think so.

Mr Farber, Grade's been
busted up pretty good.

It must be Toberman.
Get Grade patched up.

And then find that gorilla.

Let's get you fixed up...

Well, Farber...
You got a story to tell.

- And you're coming with me right now.
- Oh, I doubt that.

You see, you've been expected.

All right, keep moving!

Come on.

Let's go, buddy, let's go. Walk.

Straight ahead.
I want to talk with him in there.

Back off!

Get your hands up.

Up!

- I could waste him right now.
- Not yet.

The police have simple minds.

We'll have to give them a simple story.

Get Grade.

Yeah, right.

When I was a kid, my Grandpa
gave me two things I'll never forget.

A subscription to Popular Mechanics,
and a chemistry set.

And this place was
one big chemistry set.

Chlorine, mixed with the right catalyst

and near perfect timing
on that inner tube, was all I needed.

I hoped.

- Just get going.
- Well, what's it all about?

Farber wants to see you.
That's all you need to know.

Okay.

- Inside.
- What's going on, Dorman?

- What's going on?
- Sorry, Grade.

Business is business.

Please, Mr Farber. Don't kill me.

I've done what you asked me. Please.

A real company man till the last.

- Yes I am.
- I'm impressed.

You see, he killed LaFond
and then came here.

We had no choice but to shoot him.

After he murdered you, Grade.

Congratulations.

You just made number two
on the hit parade.

Why don't you give the police a call?

- Now?
- It starts with a prowler.

Then we'll hear shots.

They'll get here just in time.

No, Dorman, please!

- Cops are on their way.
- Good.

- Then let's not disappoint 'em.
- Get the gun!

- What's that?
- It came from over there.

What the...?

Earthquake, don't!

Don't do it.

It's over, man. It's over.

I want to turn state's evidence.

The man up there, Farber.

He paid me to kill my friend,
and I didn't want to do it.

Just listen to me, I'm telling you...

I'm not responsible! It's him. Farber!

You ought to be
more careful, Mr Farber.

You almost fell.

Chemco Waste isn't
the only one we put out of business.

This guy, Farber, had his fingers
in about a half a dozen toxic pies

in five different states.
All of them running the same scam.

All out of business.
Thanks to you, Earthquake.

You know, Karen's right.

We're all really grateful to you.

So, what's next?
What are you going to do now?

I just want to go home.
MacGyver's going to give me a ride.

Hey... Jeep's ready and waiting.

And... so is my friend here.

Maybe I should say...

...Earthquake's friend.

Man... look at him.

Ain't he something?
Ain't he just something?

She... sure is.

She's really special.

Yeah.