All language subtitles for MacGyver S01E03 - Thief of Budapest

There was a time when about the
worst thing you could say about a man

was that he was a horse thief.

In some places, that's still true today,

particularly when the horse
that gets stolen belongs to a king,

and it's considered to be maybe
the most expensive horse alive.

When it's a tribal leader
who does the stealing,

you've got the makings
of a small war.

And because small wars have a way
of becoming big ones,

it saves a lot of trouble if the horse
gets back where it belongs.

No! Don't shoot! You'll hit the horse!

Typical.

Just when you're getting ahead,
somebody always changes the odds.

No!

He is mine.

You know, we could go back
to your place and talk about this.

No, I didn't think so.

Kill him!

I'm with you, pal.

I hate heights.

You know, my life
is like a rubber ball.

No sooner do I get the horse returned,

and I bounce right into
another assignment.

Intelligence agents
are a very cautious bunch.

Take Nicolai Grodsky, for example,
an old buddy of mine.

He's got some top-secret information.

And like any good agent,

he'll only hand it over
to someone he trusts.

In this case, me.

And that's just fine.

I get to visit Budapest again.

And having a big road rally
in town is like a bonus.

Sorry.

Hey! No!

Good opening move.

Nice fast dip, good carry.

On a scale of one to ten,
ten being best, give you about a six.

Maybe a seven,
but you looked down at your hand.

That's a cardinal no-no.

You gypsy?

No. Not that I know of. Why?

Because it takes a gypsy
to catch a gypsy.

You look American. Want a guide?

Jana is the best.

I don't think I'll be needing a guide.

I've been here quite
a few times before. Thank you.

Okay, then I sell you a special
gypsy blessing. Keep you safe.

Sell? You wanna sell me
something? I just caught you!

Okay, okay. For free,
because you caught me.

- That's right.
- Taught me a lesson.

- For free.
- All right!

Go in safety.

Find what you seek.

Thank you, Jana.
That was very nice.

She did it again.

He has been walking around
for three hours.

Grodsky is a cautious man.

Not surprising in a double agent,

which is why Moscow wants
pictures of whomever he contacts.

The watch looks very valuable.

"Valuable." It contains the name of a
dozen key KGB agents in England.

We want the watch and Grodsky
and his contacts.

Yo, Grods.

MacGyver.

I didn't expect you, old friend.

Yeah, kind of a surprise to me too.

A pleasant one, I might add.
How are you doing, Nicki?

With you as my contact now, perfect.

I have the names in my watch.
But not here.

The Caf� Mozart. Remember?

Keep taping.

- Here's your newspaper, sir.
- Oh, thank you.

Grodsky!

Nicolai Grodsky!

What happened here?

- Is he all right?
- He is dead.

The American he spoke to
at the trash barrel, where is he?

- That's him.
- Yo, Grods.

Freeze.

Now close-up.

Now fast-forward until...

- ... there.
- Here's your newspaper, sir.

Tighter.

The watch.

I want that girl.

And the man.

Both, inspector.

Well, I will try. But it may be difficult.

Inspector Messic,
I am Russian, you are Hungarian.

But I'm sure we are comrades
in Socialist reality.

Please, comrade Kossov, my
government has given me instructions.

I am at your disposal.

We will run this man's photograph
through the border control,

through all the hotels, the banks,
the railways, the airport authorities.

We will find him.

And have you checked the girl?

A gypsy. Budapest has gypsies
like a dog has fleas.

They have no papers, no addresses.

- They change their names...
- Inspector Messic...

Ivan.

I love Budapest.

Good food. Excellent wine,
charming women.

But if I do not retrieve
Grodsky's watch,

I will return to Moscow in disgrace.

An ugly, cold city.

And if I am cold...

...you could freeze to death.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.
Luck to you, sir.

May your beauty increase,
if that were possible, ma'am.

Thank you.

Hi.

I'm in the market
for a Swiss army knife.

Jana.

Don't worry about Jana.

She can vanish like a shadow
in the sunshine.

All right. Okay. I've got it.

- Right here.
- Thank you very much.

Now I want the watch.

Gypsies don't need a watch.

- They don't tell time.
- Jana, don't mess with me.

It's worth a lot, huh?

A very good friend of mine
was killed for that watch.

What do you think?

Okay, MacGyver. I'll get your watch.

Get?

You will get me the watch?

I gave it to my brother Bruno.

All right. Let's go talk
to your brother Bruno.

- Police.
- Hey.

Bruno!

Let me go. Let me go.

My brother. My brother.

They killed your friend?

Yeah.

So, what are they gonna do
to my family?

They confessed to everything...

...and nothing.

They tell a lie and lie about lying.

They're gypsies.

They're trying to protect the girl.

Hey, she's family.

But the American...

MacGyver.

We have a name and a picture,

while he has the watch.

So we'll hold them here in Borza,

and we'll continue to look
for the American and the girl.

I assume suitable pressure
will be applied to this scum.

I don't like that, comrade major.

I will do what I must
to get the watch back.

I'm not a sadist.

I'm a realist.

Twenty-four hours. No more.

Then my way.

Hush.

You want a drink, gypsy?

Gypsies, they're like mongrel dogs.

It's a public service when you kill one.

Why do they hate us?

Some people are scared
of anybody who runs free.

Don't worry, Jana.
We'll figure a way to get them out.

Jana, you say the supply truck
gets here about 5?

Yeah, MacGyver.

But... But they search it
before it goes out.

They'd be stupid not to.

MacGyver, this doesn't make
any sense to me.

Think of it as a light-bulb sandwich.

And hope they swallow it.

Truck should be here
any minute. Let's go.

Excuse me, guys.

My mom had a chili recipe that would
just about blow your socks off.

Shake of this, pinch of that,
and just let it cook.

I changed the ingredients a little.

Salt, sugar, weed killer.
I wouldn't wanna eat it.

But the end result should be...

...dynamite.

Jana thought you might wanna
get out of here.

The American?

- From the street corner.
- Name's MacGyver.

How do we arrange this leaving?

Well, I've got some plans.

- You guys just hang tough, all right?
- Yeah.

Okay, guys, get crazy.

Back to work. Back.

Chili should nearly be cooked.

Time to wrap this thing up.

It's an escape plan.

Yeah.

Jana, let's go!

Okay, you guys, settle down.

- Now, where's my watch?
- I sold it.

You sold it?

Jana's brother sold the watch
to another gypsy,

a fence named Reena.

Trendy little joint she's got here.

I see the beautiful people just stopped
in to have a cocktail before the ballet.

Evening, gents.

I'm looking for a...

For Reena.

Reena.

That is nice name.

What is yours?

MacGyver.

What do you want, MacGyver?

Well, now, that's kind of personal.

- And important too.
- Then we are truly interested.

Where do you come from and why?

What exactly is your business
with Reena?

Well, now, you seem
to be asking more questions

than I'm willing to answer
at the moment.

Boys. Boys.

Let's talk.

See, I'm just kind of a peace-loving guy
like the rest of you.

I like a good time.

Let's not be ridiculous.

Now that I have your
undivided attention...

MacGyver.

I am Reena.

Why don't we talk.

Okay.

Excuse me.

You know, I really don't
drink too much.

Virtuous? Or suspicious?

- Habit.
- No matter.

To your health, MacGyver.

Which would be in considerable risk
if I sent you back downstairs.

Yeah, is there a back way
out of here?

Of course. Several.

But you have to earn them.

Which brings us to business.

You're American.
What are you selling, blue jeans?

Buying.

Watches.

Digital or spring-wound?

Old-fashioned.

It's a family heirloom.

Yeah, I know.
I know the family that sold it to you.

Those stinking gypsy wharf rats.

If their hides were worth the trouble,
I'd have them gutted,

skinned and used as rugs.

I thought you were a gypsy too.

I am. Takes one to know one.

And how do you
know them, MacGyver?

Call it luck.

I know exactly what you mean.

Now...

...tell me why this is worth
so much to you.

You're okay, Reena. I think I'm gonna
have to be honest with you.

Never say that to a gypsy.
It makes us nervous.

Okay.

The watch carries information.

I want it, your police want it,

the Russians want it
bad enough to kill for it.

You're telling the truth.

That your lie detector?

Gypsy magic.
And, like most gypsy magic,

a cheat, but nice.

You said information.
You mean political.

What kind?

Let me show you.

Yeah.

Names of some of their people.

Who spy on some of your people.

Yeah, something like that.

What are you offering, MacGyver?

Well, Reena, I don't have
a lot of cash on me.

- Do you take plastic?
- I don't deal in credit.

You can't afford
to buy it, MacGyver...

...so it's a gift.

I owe you one.

Taxi!

Come on!

Hurry up. The police are
right behind us.

- Got it.
- Yeah.

MacGyver. So you owe us
for helping you, right?

- Jana...
- It's only that we like you, MacGyver.

We wanna go with you.

- Where?
- America. America.

- Right, right.
- The U.S. of A.

Clint Eastwood. Coca-Cola.

Jana...

Girls just wanna have fun.

Please.

Oh, no.

Can you get mechanics' overalls
for the whole family?

Like a shoot. Why?

We're gonna have to get
across the border fast.

That rally at Boot Park's got
all kinds of racing cars,

and I figure we're gonna have to
borrow a few. You know what I mean?

I think Tamasz is going
to be unhappy about his taxi.

- It's okay. We'll be in America.
- All right, y'all know what to do?

- Yes.
- Let's go.

A credit card can usually
get you out of a jam.

I'm hoping this will create one.

So, what did he say?

They found that gypsy taxi
in Boot Park.

And MacGyver?

Make the assumption.

You may save yourself those cold
winters in Moscow, comrade.

Let's go.

All mobile units, close pursuit.

What is wrong
with the traffic signals?

That will do no good.

I'm right behind them.

Motorcycle police. They got through
the traffic jam, MacGyver.

Hang on. We're just gonna have to go
where they can't for now.

Why are all the lights against us?

Inspector, can't you go any faster?

Delicious.

We can't go this way, MacGyver.

Into the Horvath Building?

It connects with two
underground garages.

Rock 'n' roll.
Is this what you wanted it for?

Not exactly.

- Get some duct tape out of my pocket.
- Okay.

We are closing in.

Now, take the police radio
and tape it to your transistor.

Heading to intercept.

They've already crossed half the city.

They are heading for St. Ivan's.

Inspector Messic here.

All units. All units seal off
the church of St. Ivan.

Is this okay, MacGyver?

Yeah, not bad.

Now, if we can get that up
on something tall,

we can blow out police radios
for a mile.

That's unbearable. What is...?
What's going...?

Can't you turn that off?

- Is that your tall building?
- It's the best I could do.

It's terrific.

Inspector Messic here.

Messic here.

Can you read me?
This is Inspector Messic.

They're heading for the border.

I sure hope your cousins
got to the gate in time.

No!

They're in Austria.
We can't afford a major incident.

Thank you, comrade major.

MacGyver!

- You got it!
- Yeah!

- All right.
- All right.

MacGyver.

How can I...?

- How can we...?
- Oh, come on. There's nothing to it.

It'll take a couple of days to get you
processed, but you're on your way.

- We're free.
- Congratulations.

Bye.

You're leaving us now.

Well, yeah, honey, I have to.

Hey.

Here.

- But you need it.
- Now, come on. You earned it.

Jana, you don't have to do this.

You earned it.

Come here.