All language subtitles for MacGyver - S02 E17 - Bear Trap plus Mob Boss (1080p AMZN Web-DL)

Previously on MacGyver...

MacGYVER: Matty? No, no, no.

JACK: I need help breaking into
Matty Webber's personal safe.

We're gonna have to make this
look like an old-fashioned

smash and grab.

This is Matty's unredacted
personnel file.

Matty lied to me. She
did know my father.

JACK: This isn't my fault.

MacGYVER: I never said it was.

You didn't have to
say it out loud.

I can tell by the
look on your face.

See?

There it is again... that look.

You do blame me. For what?

Sneezing at the exact moment
we were gonna grab Sergei,

turning what should have
been an easy extraction

into whatever.

If I'm sneezing, it's
'cause you made me wear

this stupid camouflage suit.

You know I'm allergic to oak.

Which is why I didn't
use oak in the suit.

Well, then, it's got to be
something else, then, I'm a...

At this point, you
should just take it off.

Riley.

Where are you at?
He's getting away.

Where are you? RILEY:
On your six, Jack.

I'm trying to get this guy

before he goes off the road.

♫

Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Get down.

Get down from there.
Don't climb that.

Don't climb that. What?

Look around you.

Okay, I don't speak Ukrainian,

but this sign, in any
language, is bad news.

Where are we right now?

Chernobyl. Chernobyl?

Nobody told me we were
going to Chernobyl.

I guess it would make sense.

It's been 30 years, right?
That's long enough.

Right.

By now, most of the
strontium-90's

probably all good,

but plutonium's half-life,
depending on the isotope,

is anywhere between
80 and 24,000 years.

So that little brain vomit
just told me this whole place

is still leaking radiation?

Yeah.

We don't have a choice.

Nobody told me we
were coming here.

I know, but we don't
have a choice.

After you.

♫

Okay.

15 minutes of silence
makes it official.

Jack. Mm-hmm.

You broke Mac.

How is this my fault?

You're the one that asked
him what he was gonna do

with the information
when he found it.

True, but you're the one
who gave him the new info.

It was you that broke
into Matty's house

and found her unredacted file,

so, technically,
this is your fault.

No. Technically, this
is Matty's fault.

She's the one that
lied to him, not me.

Hey,

Mac.

How you doing, man?

JACK: Hey, listen, man.

I know there's got to be

a million thoughts swirling
around in that brain of yours.

And I can't say I blame you,

but we called this little
family meeting here

to discuss what's in the file,

not stare at you while
you thought about it.

I just... I don't
know what to say.

Matty didn't just lie
about knowing my father,

turns out, January 2000,

she was investigating
him for the CIA.

Yeah, that's a lot
to process, Mac,

but that's why we're here,

to help you figure out what to do next.
That's right.

What is the next step?
Confront her about it?

Yeah. I-In my experience, the
word confront and Matty,

in the same sentence, doesn't
really equal a good time.

I can tell you that much.

I can't just ignore this. She
already lied to me once.

But she can't deny this, Mac.

I mean, Jack found actual proof
she was investigating your dad.

No. We found proof that Matty
was compiling a dossier.

We have no idea what was
in the actual report.

Well, hopefully,
Riley not being here

means our little keyboard
commando found something,

so we just sit tight, all right?
Chill out.

What, you guys
started without me?

Yeah, the meeting was
at 10:00 a.m., Big Ben.

You know how I feel
about punctuality.

Well, sorry, Jack.
Next time you ask me

to hack every U.S.
intelligence agency

without setting off
all the alarms,

I'll be sure to do
it by the completely

arbitrary time you picked.

Okay, that'd be great, thanks.

Any luck on the report?

No.

I swept through every
government server,

and I found nothing.

Either that report on your
dad is so top secret,

no one has access to it,

or it simply doesn't
exist anymore.

It doesn't make any sense.

My dad was an inventor,
he was a scientist.

Wh... Why was Matty
investigating him?

More importantly, why did
she lie to me about it?

Okay, I hate to be
the one to say it,

but after Thornton,
someone has to.

Can we even still trust Matty?

I... I've known Matty longer
than anybody else here,

and it's no secret

that our relationship
is-is less than perfect.

But it doesn't change the fact

that I do trust her.

I-I really do. Always have.

Did she lie to you? Yeah.

Yeah. But my guess is

she probably has a pretty
good reason for it.

Think about it.

Yeah, I mean, is...
Isn't it possible

she may have lied
to protect you?

I guess.

But protect me from what?
BOZER: I don't know.

But whatever it is,
Matty probably thinks

she's doing what's best.

I got to talk to her right now.

Oh. Now may be
turning into later.

Yeah, boss lady just
put up the Bat-Signal.

You're gonna have to cool
your jets for now, dude.

Me, you, and Riley
are wheels up in 30.

She's going to brief
us in flight.

What about me?

Hmm? Well, you'll report
to Matty at the Phoenix.

Wait, so I'm supposed to, what,

act normal around
Matty after this?

Yeah, that's right.
Yeah, till we get back.

I want to talk to her myself.

Which means you're gonna
have to pretend like

none of this ever happened.

JACK: Yeah, we're
counting on you, Boze.

Guys, Matty just told me

she knew all about my secret
spy-school girlfriend

before even Riley did.
That woman is

a human lie detector. One
look into my baby browns

and she'll know.

What am I supposed to do?

Try not to look her in the eye.

Huh?

Man.

MATTY: Guys...

meet Dmitry Pavlovich,
head of the Ukrainian mob.

Since 2004, the U.S.
has suspected Dmitry

of supplementing his income

by allowing international
terrorist groups

to move weapons and contraband
through his trade routes.

So, someone's been
lying to us for years,

and we finally found proof?

Exactly.

The U.S. has never been able
to directly link Dmitry

to these terrorist groups
until a month ago,

when the CIA flipped someone

inside of Dmitry's
organization...

This mystery of
evolution, Sergei,

the lackey that worked
for Dmitry and the mob.

Plans were arranged

for Sergei to meet
with a CIA handler

to turn over all
the necessary info

to dismantle Dmitry's
entire organization.

But then the word got out,

and Dmitry green-lit Sergei...
Am I right?

Yeah, and the moment
the Ukrainian mob

started hunting Sergei,

he fell off the grid,
refusing any further contact

with the CIA.

So you're sending
us in to find him.

Actually, we already did.
Phoenix intercepted messages

between Sergei and a forger,

who agreed to make him
fake travel documents.

We have the time and
location of the meeting.

So, this is a simple extraction?
Done and done.

There's nothing simple
about this, Jack,

or the CIA would have
handled it themselves.

The Ukrainian mob is very
invested in hunting Sergei,

and he knows it.

He's gonna be
extremely skittish.

Right, so don't spook him.
Got it.

MacGYVER: You spooked him.
You spooked him!

JACK: Man, I got two arms,
two legs, and no horn

growing out of the
center of my forehead.

I'd like to keep it that way.
Relax.

We're on the edge of
the exclusion zone.

Way far away from the reactor.

The radiation's not
that bad out here.

Which is exactly why I don't
want to go any further.

Stop. Hang on a second.

Now, being attacked
by irradiated mutants

that you've pissed off is not
on my to-do list, sorry.

There's no such thing
as irradiated mutants.

Most people who get exposed
to too much radiation,

they just lose all
their hair and die.

Well, that doesn't make
me feel any better.

What the hell is that? Come on.

Ooh.

That's not good.

Mac, why would a radioactive
bear trap snag Sergei?

I don't know.

But whatever pulled
him out of it

is taking him deeper
into the exclusion zone.

You mean deeper into the
zone oozing with radiation.

Same one.

♫

MATTY: You lost
Sergei in Chernobyl?

How do you lose
someone in Chernobyl?

It's deserted. You
guys are basically

the only ones around for miles.

Yeah, well, tell
that to the people

who just caught
Sergei in a bear trap

and then dragged him into a car.

MATTY: So, who took him,
and where is he now?

Yeah, I mean, who
uses bear traps?

Is that a Ukrainian mob thing?

No, I just think there are
bears in these woods.

Yeah, mutant bears.

Some six-eyed freak
is probably making

a midafternoon snack of
Sergei's face right now,

just...

I don't think it was
six-eyed freaks, Jack,

just like I don't think
it was the mob, Bozer.

They didn't know where
Sergei was, and

even if they did, why would
they take him deeper

into the exclusion zone? It
just doesn't make any sense.

So, if it's not the
mob, then who has him?

Well, that is the million-dollar
question now, isn't it, Bozer?

Hey, Riley? Yeah.

Anything o-o-on tracking
Sergei's phone?

Sorry, Jack. Been a little busy

pushing around this piece of
crap after it ran out of gas.

Yeah, why didn't you
get rid of this thing?

Well, I don't know. I
thought we might need it.

Figured Mac could mix
dirt with rainwater

or something and make gas.

Well, dirt and water make
mud, sweetie, not gas.

RILEY: All right. Sergei's
phone is either off or broken.

Tracking's not gonna happen.

Which means our only lead
are these tire tracks.

You mean the ones that head

to nuclear meltdown
headquarters?

Yeah. Yeah.

Matty,

where does this
road lead exactly?

It looks like that dirt road

leads to an abandoned
town up ahead.

Maybe that's where
Sergei was taken.

JACK: Yeah, maybe. How far
into the exclusion zone

is this town exactly?

MATTY: A few miles.

Oh, and before you start
complaining, Dalton,

let me remind you: The
sooner you get Sergei,

the sooner you get out of there.

So, if I were you,
I'd start walking.

Yeah, yeah, kind
of figured that.

So how much radiation we
talking about here, man?

I mean, is it the good kind
where you get superpowers?

Or the bad kind where
you're super dead?

Yeah, well, there
is no good kind.

Mm-hmm. But we are

ten away miles away from

the site of the nuclear
meltdown, so levels of

the bad kind should be safe.

But just to put your
little mind at ease,

I have whipped up something

that will help us monitor
these levels of radiation,

and it is

my Geiger counter.

Your MacGeiger counter. That's a
little conceited of you. RILEY: Jack.

Jack. Well, that's what he said.
That's what he called it.

Radiation sickness
I can deal with.

He's getting big-headed.
Your puns I cannot.

Okay. Okay?

Okay. Okay.

Nice.

Is it supposed to already
be clicking like that?

Yeah. It's what it's
supposed to do...

Pick up levels of radiation.

Right now it's just low
background levels.

Seriously?

I'm just kidding.

I mean, it's picking up
levels, but they're just low.

Trust me, when it gets
bad, you'll know.

It's very reassuring.

Hey, Bozer.

Bozer.

Unless you're about to tell me

that we need new ceiling tiles,
I need you to look at me.

You may be wondering why
I had you stay behind.

Me? Nah.

I don't really
wonder about things.

As I imagine you
must have heard,

there was a break-in
at my house last week.

Yeah, I heard. I-I'm sorry.

Do the cops have any
leads on who did it?

No, none, which is why
I want your help.

Since you did such a good job
solving the break-in at Jack's,

I would like you to
do the same for me.

Uh... yeah, sure.

I'm on it, Matty.

Good. Don't let me down, Bozer.

JACK: Ooh, all this radiation...

We're probably gonna
develop a superpower

or something, right?
Huh? I mean,

I've always considered
myself a cross

between Captain America and
Superman, like America Man.

No, no. No. Super Cap.

That's-that's actually better.

I was wondering how far we'd
get before he started this.

Mac, uh, you'll
develop telekinesis.

You're practically
Professor X as it is.

And Riley... invisibility. Ooh.

Okay. Because?

Because it fits your
personality, I don't know.

It's not an exact science.

It's not science at all.

Radiation doesn't give you powers.
It kills you.

You-you can't prove
a double negative.

Actually, I'm pretty sure

I can prove this one, but
the math would bore you

after three seconds, though.
Look, look,

I'm just trying to find

any upside to being stuck in
this radioactive wasteland.

Like, for example,
you being here means

you can't storm into Matty's
office all hot and bothered

and confront her.

You don't think he
should talk to Matty?

I mean, don't-don't you
think he deserve answers?

Sure he does. But this
isn't a situation

you can go into all half-cocked.

Look, I know you like to
make up stuff on the fly,

and that may be fine
when it comes to bombs

and terrorists, but
this is Matty the Hun

we're talking about here.

You can't improvise your way

through this one. You're
gonna need a plan.

You know things are bad
when Jack Dalton's

the voice of reason.

Yeah. That... maybe
that's my superpower.

Look, I appreciate the concern,

but it's kind of hard to plan
when I'm still wrapping my head

around the fact that Matty
was investigating my father.

I used to think he was just
some eccentric scientist

who chickened out after my mom
died, and then bailed on me.

But now?

Now I don't even know
who my father is.

Why was the CIA investigating
him in the first place?

Did he get caught up
with the wrong people?

And if he did, is that
the reason that he left?

Whoa.

Geez. Sorry.

All the stuff you've come
up against in your career,

and you can't beat
mutant pollen?

Hey, hey, I-I bet
there's 30 years

of... worth of
pollen in this town.

Tire tracks end where
the asphalt begins.

Guess we can say good-bye to
that trail we were following.

Oh, come on, you guys,

do you really think
he's in this town?

I don't think anybody's
in this town.

Most towns around
Chernobyl were abandoned

after the reactor exploded.

Why is my Spidey-sense
telling me

we're being watched right now?

Well, maybe your real
superpower is paranoia.

Yeah. It's all fun and games
till the CHUDs come out.

CHUDs? Yeah, yeah, it's
a classic film, Riley.

Cannibalistic Humanoid
Underground Dwellers.

Hmm. Hold on.

I hate to admit it, but
I think Jack's right.

See? He's seen the film.

Not the CHUDs. Look.

What is a camera that was built

in the last five years
doing in a town

that was supposed to be
abandoned for 30 years?

Technologically
advanced mutants.

Hope they like lead.

JACK: Okay, I'll bite.

What the hell is
going on in here?

I think these are stalkers.

Kids who sneak into Chernobyl

and use it as their
personal playground.

They film their stunts and
post the videos online.

Millennials are so weird.

I'm a millennial.

Yeah, that-that proves my point.

Depends who is asking.

The dude with the gun.

That's who, sport.

MacGYVER: And we are not
here to make trouble.

Just trying to find a friend.
We think he came through here.

I might be able to help.

For the right price.

Mm-mm.

Seriously.

B-Beowulf's sacred.

Wait, you named your
wolf ring Beowulf?

Mm-hmm. You ever
even read Beowulf?

No, no, no, you don't
have to read Beowulf

to know it's a super
cool name, Riley.

MacGYVER: You got that from
a dude selling jewelry

out of a back of a
pickup in Panama.

So?

So we'll find you another one.

We're not gonna find
another Beowulf.

There's no more Beowulf, dude.

It's our only lead.

Cough it up.

Tell me about your friend.

Yeah. Well, he got
caught in a bear trap

a few miles back, and then

was taken by car
through this town.

Hey. Better start talking,
you little rug rat,

or I'm taking Beowulf back.

Your friend...

is probably dead.

And if he is not,
he soon will be.

Who took him?

Potvori.

Who?

That's Ukrainian for "monsters."

Monsters?

Like, like, mutant monsters?

'Cause that would really settle
a-an argument we've been having.

I'm sure it's just a nickname.

What can you tell us
about these monsters?

Our friend Vasily got caught
by Potvori last month.

JACK: A-And where is this...

Vasily now?

We found him

staggering in the road,

beaten...

covered in blood.

We asked him what happened.

Wouldn't say much.

But that day he walked
out of Chernobyl,

he never came back.

And where was Vasily when
he ran into these monsters?

Their base.

: The monsters have a base?

I am the one who dared him

to sneak in there.

It's my fault he almost died.

Is there any chance you could
tell us how to find the base?

JACK: "Jack, give
me your wolf ring.

Jack, give me your
leather cuff."

I don't know why it always
has to be my personal stuff.

Are you saying anything important up there?
I'm just saying,

you gave that child of
the radioactive corn

my favorite stuff, man.

Maybe the real question
you should be asking is:

Why do you like to wear
things teenagers find cool?

I don't wear it for their
approval, Riley, thank you.

Well, this looks unfriendly.

Well, looks like we
found the monsters.

Who the hell are they,

and what are they
doing out here?

No clue.

Check it out.

Good news is:
Sergei's still alive.

Yeah, and the bad news is:
We have to get through

the Soylent Gre people
eaters to get to him.

Guys, I've been through every
report on Chernobyl filed

by the Five Eyes and the CIA.

There should be
absolutely no activity

in that section of
the exclusion zone.

Yeah, well, your secret
reports are wrong, Matty.

Hey. 'Cause we're
looking at a lot of

serious activity here.
Hey, look.

We snuck into Chernobyl
undetected; Maybe they did, too.

Question is: What the hell
are they doing out here?

Well, judging from their
radioactive suits,

can't be good.

MATTY: Agreed. And I
will make some calls.

I will put these people
on everyone's radar,

but let me be clear.

Our objective remains the
same: To get Sergei.

Okay, Matty, but we're
still gonna need help

getting in the building
and circumventing

the radioactive rager going on
by the front door right now.

Yeah, every door and window
that I can see from here

is either inaccessible
or guarded.

Riley, can you pull up a
sat image of the building?

Yeah.

This place is huge.

There's got to be
another way in.

How about I just save
you three some time

and show you the way in?
Riley, incoming.

All right. After your little
run-in with the stalkers,

I had our tech scrub
through Whoa.

All their online videos.

We found the one Vasily recorded

when he snuck into
that warehouse.

JACK: Oh, great.

So we're gonna Kris Kringle
our way in the place now?

You know, I've seen
this movie, guys.

Doesn't end well.

MATTY: Oh.

Always fun seeing
a familiar face.

RILEY: You.

Unfortunately. When
I was at the CIA

I worked up a dossier
on this guy.

Name is Virgil Kahn. He's wanted

in half a dozen countries

for everything from
smuggling to murder.

So what's a guy with
a résumé like that

doing all the way out here?

More importantly, Sergei's leg
wound looked pretty serious,

so if we want to extract him
while he's still alive,

we should get on the move.

Yeah, let's go.

Yeah.

If we can reach those
telephone wires,

we can use them to
get to the roof.

"If"?

If ifs and buts were
candy and nuts,

every day would be Christmas.

Step aside.

Been a while since
I've parkoured,

but I think I can still
remember some of the moves.

All right, if he's gonna
start doing stuff like that,

you might want to start mixing
up some Bengay right now, Mac.

Bengay? Hey, no
need for parkour.

We're gonna go ice
climbing instead.

Don't you need ice to do that?
Shh.

Sorry, I...

I-I really don't see what this
has to do with ice climbing.

It's not. It's not ice climbing.

But it's the same principle.

How?

The mortar in between the bricks

is old and brittle.

So, the wall is
actually climbable

if you have the right tools.

Oh. So it's rock climbing.

Sorry.

Cool.

Hey, just, for the record, I
could've parkoured this easy.

Oh, yeah. I-I know. Let's go.

Ow.

Oh, thanks, pal.

God, you have the
worst timing, Jack.

JACK: No, second worst.

No.

What does he want?

Yeah, Boze, we are
kind of in the middle

of a very dangerous
place right now.

Yeah, well, I'm in the middle

of a very dangerous place
right now, too, Mac.

Matty's living room.

Matty sent me here to figure out

who broke into her house,

which is a problem

because I already
know who did it

and I can't tell her.

Well, just relax.

You relax. Okay? Matty knows.

Matty knows everything,

just like she knew
about me and Leanna.

JACK: Come on, Bozer.

Quit being such a baby.

You got to believe in
yourself now, man.

You-you solved my break-in.

Right? So maybe Matty just

really believes in
your detective skills.

That woman does not believe

in my detective skills, Jack.

This is an interrogation
technique

straight out of the
book she wrote

for the spy school
she sent me to.

She's trying to make me
crack under the pressure,

and it is working.

Quit being such a baby.

Look... like I said,

try and figure it out.

: Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac.

Uh, keep calm. Don't crack.

Okay. We're clear.

Yeah, so, we're in agreement.

How are we gonna find this guy?

I think it's gonna have to
be a room-by-room search,

unfortunately. No, man,
that's gonna take forever.

Then we better get started.

MacGYVER: Yeah.

Well, this is a big,
steamy pile of no bueno.

Guys, I may be way
off base here,

but, um... shouldn't a
bunch of radioactive waste

be stored in an
officially sanctioned

nuclear disposal site?

I'm sorry. Sorry.

Okay. Unfortunately,
I just realized

what these guys are doing.

Kahn and his men

are stealing radioactive waste,

smuggling it outside
of the exclusion zone,

probably for sale on
the black market.

Dirty bombs, right? Yeah.

Rig just one

of those barrels

with enough explosive, and
the resulting kaboom could

render a major city
unlivable, 10,000 years.

That's probably why
they grabbed Sergei.

If I'm a nuclear
pirate looking to sell

dirty bomb parts to terrorists

and some yahoo stumbles
upon my operation

I'd grease him as well.

Which means he's
probably already dead.

Ah, Sergei's phone
just turned back on.

And someone sent Sergei a text.

"Dmitry accepts your terms.

Cash for the rat. One hour."

If there's a silver lining
to all this confusion,

at least we know our boy.

Sergei's still alive
and kicking, right?

Well, for the next
60 minutes, yeah.

Okay, so we have one
hour to find Sergei,

get him away from a group
of international criminals

selling radioactive waste

before the Ukrainian mob
shows up to kill him.

Pretty much, yeah, yeah.

Awesome.

All right, people, we are
T-minus 47 minutes and counting

until the Ukrainians
come to collect Sergei,

which means our goal
remains simple:

Get Sergei first.

Yeah, we're fully
aware of that, Matty,

but this place is gigantic.

It's like trying to find him
in a Walmart Supercenter.

And, in case anyone forgot,

finding Sergei is only
half the problem.

What are we gonna do about
Kahn's radioactive waste?

I have a tac team en route

to get Kahn and his men. They're
two hours out. No, no, no.

Matty, the trucks will be
loaded and gone by then.

If we let any of this stuff
drive out that door,

next time we see it is gonna be

when a dirty bomb
explodes in a major city.

I understand that, Mac,

but your orders are
to get Sergei.

Well, then my orders are wrong.
Mac.

Do we have a problem, MacGyver?

No, we do not, but we will
if we let any of that waste

drive out this building.
Look, Matty,

I'm asking you to trust me

and I'm telling you we
can both get Sergei

and stop those barrels
from being shipped out.

Okay, Mac.

What's your plan?

Pretty simple. I go
disable the trucks.

You guys grab Sergei, and we
get the hell out of here.

Sounds good to me.

Okay, that is not a plan.

Well, better make it one 'cause
Mac's already doing his part.

Okay, Mac, you there?

How you doing, man?

Well, considering I'm
surrounded by radioactive waste

and people who would
shoot me dead on sight,

not too bad, actually.

RILEY: Here's more bad news.

We only got 30 minutes
left to find Sergei.

Hey, there's no way
we're going to find him

going room to room like this.
This place is too big.

Come on.

Okay, I have an idea, Riley,

but you're gonna have to
translate something for me.

JACK: Hey.

Okay, Riley, moment of truth.

You feeling good about
this translation?

Uh, my translation
is perfect, Jack.

It's your pronunciation
I'm worried about.

He's in the basement.

Two floors down.

The latest scan is
complete, Bozer.

We have a 47% match on the
last partial fingerprint.

Right. Just put it in the folder
with the rest of Matty's prints.

But this print doesn't
belong to Director Webber.

Who do they belong to?

Davis, Elwood J., which is of
interest because that'd mean.

Riley's dad was at... I need
you to delete that data.

It is against my programming.
Hey.

Don't make me go all Three
Laws of Robotics on you, okay.

You were programmed to follow
my orders, so follow 'em.

Affirmative. Deleting.

Hey, Sherlock.

Bust anyone yet?

Uh... uh, not yet.

Uh, lots of leads.

Um, I'm still running
prints through the system.

So far, just yours.

You know, I think the
thief got into my safe.

I had some very valuable
jewelry in there.

Did you call any
of the pawnshops,

see if someone tried
to unload anything?

Yep, called 'em all. No jewelry.

Sometimes, Bozer,

you have to be very clever

to get someone to
admit something

that they might not want to.

Returning stolen goods doesn't
make a pawnshop any money.

You need to call them
back and push... hard.

Yep. Okay. Will do, Matty.

Thank you.

Such a...

terrible violation...

someone breaking into your home.

Which is why I'm really glad
that I put my trust in you.

Because I know that
you'll give me the truth.

Won't you, Bozer?
Sure will, Matty.

Okay, come on, come on.

Okay.

Hmm?

Oh, crap.

Hey. We're with the U.S.
government.

We're here to get you out. Okay?

Oh, right in the mask.

You are the one who
chased me in the woods.

The sneezing man.

RILEY: Yeah, that's him,
all right, sneezing man.

Look, we have to leave. Now.

Your former boss is on his way
here as we speak to collect you.

Can you walk?

I guess we'll find out.

I like your attitude. Now,
suit up, we're leaving.

JACK: Okay, Mac, we got Sergei.

We're headed to you now.

Ah, great, yeah.

Almost done. Meet me
in the loading area.

Will do. Let's go,
man, let's go.

JACK: You got to try to stop
limping if you can, bro.

You're gonna give us away.

You can have limping
or screaming.

Which would you prefer?

Don't scream, don't
scream, Hopalong.

RILEY: Okay, Mac, we're here.

So what's the plan for,

you know, not sticking around?

All right, I
disabled every truck

except for the one we're gonna
use to get out of here.

Yeah, sounds good,
get it, man, get it.

'Cause, hey, listen,
I don't think Sergei

is gonna be outrunning
anybody, bro.

Okay, meet me by the lone green

cargo truck by the hangar door.

Be ready to roll. Copy that.

All right, here we go, big man.

Don't screw this up.

Hey.

Uh-huh.

I got you.

I got you, come on.

Just lean on me, lean on me.

Few more steps and
we're home free.

Truck's right here.

Yeah, almost.

Here we go, baby.

Yeah.

Really? Oh, man.

RILEY: Mac, we got
a big problem.

I see it. Okay,
first things first.

We got to get this
thing started.

So, I will...

wait for you to find the keys.

Go ahead, crank it.

RILEY: I hope these
guys aren't dumb enough

to shoot at barrels
of radioactive waste.

MacGYVER: Jack, get down!

JACK: You can scream
now, big man.

SERGEI: Idiot, you pierce

one of those drums,
you'll kill us all.

JACK: No wonder they're
not firing back.

Get in there, get in there.

Go, go, Mac.

All right.

Go! Go! Go!

No.

JACK: Hang in there, Sergei.

Hang in there. We're
gonna get you some help,

I promise you.

Say good-bye to Chernobyl, boys.

JACK: Ah. Oh,

and say hello to the Phoenix.

That's probably the tac team
Matty sent for us right there.

We're gonna be fine.

That doesn't look like the
Phoenix tac team, Jack.

JACK: Huh?

Nope, that's the Ukrainian mob.

What now?

We're gonna give 'em Sergei.

JACK, SERGEI AND RILEY: What?

Those dosimeter badges,
this one right here,

take it off, hand it to Jack.

Jack, wipe 'em on the
barrels in back.

Make sure they turn black.

All right, ready.

Mac, they're getting closer.

Step out of the truck.

Slowly.

Sergei...

it's good to see you.

Soon we will be alone,
and I'm looking forward

to that time very much.

I have many questions for you.

He's all yours if you want him.

I wouldn't take
him, if I were you.

Black badges.

MacGYVER: Yeah, you
know what these mean.

He's been exposed to a lethal
dose of radiation... we all have.

Frankly, I'm surprised we're
not all glowing right now.

Look, you can shoot
us if you want.

It's a waste of bullets,

honestly, 'cause we're
all dead anyway.

And if any of you
get near any of us,

you're all dead, too.

We'll take our chances.

Drop 'em! I said drop 'em!

Or you can give Dmitry
your do svidaniyas

right here, right now.

Jack, that's Russian.

Yeah, whatever. I
think they get it.

Better you than a bear.

So, Mac, I got to ask.

I know the bear trap
was a lucky break,

but how'd you trick their Geiger
counters into going nuts?

Well, I turned this truck's CB
radio into a high-amplitude

electromagnetic wave generator,
'cause Geiger counters work

by passing the current...
Thought you said it was simple.

You know, actually, I'm sorry,

I-I don't care.

I just want to make
sure there's not a lot

of gamma rays coming this way,
you know what I'm saying?

There were a lot of gamma
rays coming out of that...

No, don't-don't-don't
encourage him,

'cause now we're gonna
have to hear him say,

"You wouldn't like when I'm
angry," all the way home.

It's true, you wouldn't
like me when I'm angry.

I know you guys won't
like me when I'm angry...

Thanks, guys.

About damn time you
guys got back.

Do you know how hard it has
been trying to avoid Matty

while slow-playing
my investigation

into the break-in at her place?

Probably not nearly as
hard as staring down

radioactive pirates and
the Ukrainian mob.

Agree to disagree, Jack.

Okay, I keep telling this
woman I'm hitting dead ends,

and she keeps telling
me to push harder.

Have you figured out what
you're gonna do about Matty?

'Cause I can't keep
this up much longer.

JACK: Yes, you can. No, I can't.

Yes, you can. MacGYVER:
Hey, hey, guys,

Matty lied to me on purpose,
and I don't know why,

but what I do know is that

she never does
anything on accident.

Agree with all that. But the
question still remains,

what are you gonna do about it?

MATTY: Are you guys gonna
just stand around the hall

clucking, or can we get
this debrief started?

So, aside from a few missteps

from Captain Sneeze-a-Lot
over here...

What can I say? I have
atomic sneeze powers.

Sergei's now in custody,

and eagerly giving up

all the intel that
we need to dismantle

the Ukrainian mob and cut off
their terrorist trade routes.

And what about our
nuclear pirates?

Phoenix agents rounded up Kahn

and his entire crew
at the warehouse,

along with a very large shipment

of radioactive waste,

which will now be disposed of
in the appropriate manner.

You were right, Mac.

Going after both
Sergei and the waste,

it was the right move.

This is a huge victory, guys.

One that you should all
feel very proud of.

I know I'm

really proud of all of you.

Okay, now get out of here.

Go get some rest. You
guys have earned it.

So, we have permission
to celebrate?

Live it up. Yeah, yeah.

You've been unusually
quiet, MacGyver.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Everything's fine.

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