All language subtitles for MGyr217

Death is a guarantee from the day we're born.

But somehow you forget about it, figure it'll never happen,

at least not to you or the people you care about.

But it does.

Jack Dalton never believed

that anyone or anything could put him away.

There wasn't a situation he couldn't cheat his way out of.

He always had a plan...

...until now.

And it was no different the last time I saw him.

So what's the deal?

Papa Thornton say you can come out and play or what?

Yeah.

Good.

Now we go to plane, Kimosabe.

You follow.

He was always dragging me into some half-baked plan

designed to get him out of trouble.

I never could just say no to him.

Midnight border crossing in a 40-year-old airplane

with a questionable compass, no charts

and total radio silence was typical Jack Dalton.

Shouldn't we be using charts or something?!

Charts!

Shouldn't we be using charts!

What's the name on the plane, Mac?

"Fly By Night."

Exactly. Now relax, I know what I'm doing.

Ah, Jack,

you could have at least said goodbye.

I never even got to thank you for saving my life in Central America.

I know you were kind of a...

pain in the neck sometimes...

Jack, wouldn't you say we're running out of runway?

Ah, you worry too much, Mac.

Sometimes you don't worry enough.

Hang on, Mac. I'm bringin' her around.

What was that?

Tricks o' me trade, Mac, me boyo.

Tricks o' me trade.

Beautiful! Mac, I got to tell ya,

it brought tears to my eyes.

Beautiful! Now tell me

you're not havin' just a little bit of fun!

Yeah, that was you, Jack,

always having just a little bit of fun.

Problem was, you could never leave well enough alone.

You always had to take it one step too far.

Jack!

MacGyver!

I'm flattered. You came.

I had a choice?

Yo, Mac, where you goin'?

Oh, you're not steamed, are you? Come on, it was a joke!

First, you're gonna come down here,

so I can punch you in the nose.

Then you're gonna load up all my stuff and take it back to my place.

You got that?

All-All right, I'm sorry.

If that's what you want, I'll put it all back.

Good.

Hey, Mac, please, please don't go.

Where you goin'? Mac, I'm beggin' you.

- Mac! Whoa! - Jack!

Ooh-ee!

You should see your face.

Priceless!

Oh, Mac, you haven't changed.

Not a bit!

Neither have you, Jack.

Yeah, thanks.

It wasn't a compliment.

Hey, Mac, you got to cut me down. Mac!

Mac, cut me down!

Come on, MacGyver! My head's about to explode here!

Ah! Oh, I knew you wouldn't leave me hangin'.

You could call me amigo anytime.

If there's ever anything I can do for you,

just let me know... amigo.

Now easy, easy.

Hey, wa-watch my head!

You know, I never got to tell you that...

I hate seeing him when he looks like this.

And, uh,

and I wonder if you could all excuse me

for just a few minutes.

I'd like to spend a couple of minutes

alone with him to say goodbye.

Hope you understand.

Thank you.

We were very close.

I suppose I could have been wrong about what I saw.

Sure, Jack's left eye used to always twitch

when he was lying, but that was when he was alive.

Now...

Nah, not even Jack could be low enough

to lie about something like this.

Jack?

Jack!

You're alive!

Jack, what are you up to now?!

Easy, easy.

You're making enough noise to wake the dead.

If you don't get out of this coffin right now,

you're gonna wish you were dead!

If I get out of this coffin, I probably will be dead.

How can you do this to me?

Let me stand here watching you laying there like that?

Come on, MacGyver, watch the duds.

I got to get 'em back by 3:00.

It's big prom night.

I got a rate.

Jack, how could you do this?

No biggie.

Hire some bums to mourn me.

Pick some nice organ music.

Find a coffin that...

I don't want you to get mixed up in this, Mac.

But it's great to see you.

Now, would you mind leaving?

All right, Jack, I want to know what's goin' on.

- What are you up to? - I'm undercover.

Special assignment with the CIA.

As a corpse?

Enough, Jack.

No.

The other side broke my cover.

I figured I had to lay low for awhile.

This was the only plan I had.

Don't you think six feet under is taking laying low a little far?

When guys like that want you dead,

you can't get low enough.

- Mourners? - They'd like to be!

Let's go!

Next time, I'm just sending flowers.

Come on! Come on!

What?!

Jack!

Al!

Come on, this way.

Hi-yo Silver, away!

All right, Jack, let's have it!

Who have you cheated, swindled or robbed this time?

Why do you always have to think the worst?

I'm an honest businessman now.

I run an honest business.

Jack-Be-Quick Messenger Service.

So what's that got to do with this little game

of spy versus spy you think you're playing?

It's the truth!

I was doing an honest day's work.

Pick up and deliver.

Is it my fault nobody told me

I was delivering top secret government documents?

Who to?

The other side.

Them!

The other side?!

Them?!

These guys know what they're doing!

Now you know why I wanted to play dead for a while.

They think I know too much.

They think I finked to the CIA.

- Did you? - Of course.

There were these two agents who already knew what I was doing.

They asked me to keep on making deliveries

until they could track down their leak inside the CIA.

We got 'em!

Now they'll have to slow down for the traffic.

They're catching up!

Go straight across the street!

But the alley's blocked down there!

I know it's blocked!

Just hit the brake and follow me when I say stop!

Whoa... whoa...!

We can't get through! There's no room!

Now!

Yahoo!

Look out!

Hold on, son!

I got your training wheels right here!

You miss me?

I can't seem to get along without you.

More fun than a circus, huh?

home, sweet home!

You're still chiseling space in that building?

Where else?

It's now corporate headquarters,

and my luxury suite.

I even have my own private executive elevator.

Yeah, some executive elevator.

This is your home and your office?

Yeah, it's two.

Two? Two what?

Two tax breaks in one.

Looks great on the 1040.

To the Bat Cave, Robin!

Get a grip on that claustrophobia, son.

We have privacy, security, all the comforts of home.

It's not much of a view, but still, a bargain for the money.

men's furnishings,

ladies' lingerie, Jack-Be-Quick Messenger Service.

Please watch your step.

Nice.

I never got around to getting that maid.

Now, what happened?

I was sure you had crashed in Central America

after you flew off with that crooked cop.

Well, I came this close.

I tricked the cop into bailing out with the drugs.

Then I made a few last-minute arrangements

with the guy at the big control tower.

Waited for the fuel to run out.

- Did it? - Yup.

But just as I was going down,

this warm updraft, like God's own hand,

picked me up and carried me right down the coast.

- I went down there. - Where?

Right in the middle of this native village.

Mac, you wouldn't believe it. They were all women.

They were all beautiful.

Jack?

I know you're lying when your left eye blinks.

Now, come on.

Okay. Before I took you to Central America,

my doctor said I'd be lucky to last a month.

So, after I crashed, I figured...

jungle's as good a place as any to die.

But you know something?

I didn't die.

I never felt better in my life.

So, I figured it was time to pay my old doc another visit.

And what'd your doctor say?

You won't believe this.

That dark spot on my x-ray... the one that was killing me?

Yeah?

Gone.

I've been given a new lease on life.

Man, I'm doing it right this time.

Straight.

No more lies.

Not even about that CIA business?

So, you'll go to them and straighten it out?

Not exactly.

See, not everybody at the CIA knows I'm working for 'em.

Well, you told me they asked you to keep on making those deliveries.

I was asked.

But only by these two agents.

My contact and his partner.

See, somebody went bad in the CIA,

and until they found out who it is, they couldn't trust anybody.

Who's your contact?

"Light." That's his code name.

Then we'll go to Light.

- How do we find him? - Only one place I ever met him.

This was the only place we ever met.

He didn't like crowds.

Looks like he got one now.

We couldn't find a weapon

but we found some tracks down the hill.

All right, you boys can take him away now.

Thanks.

You need some paperwork you need to file on this?

Yeah, fill out this and, uh,

and give it back to me, okay? When you're done?

Good deal.

Uh-oh. Light's out.

What?

That's Light --

my contact.

Who'd want him dead?

Those are the guys!

They killed him!

Run away.

Those two?

Halt or I'll shoot!

Get in the car!

All right, come on, here we go!

Their names are Dalton and MacGyver.

I want an APB now!

Tell Mr. Berrenger that everything is well in hand now.

All right, that's two of them.

Let's go; maybe Pete can help us.

Not so fast.

The guys we're dealing with are good.

They got the license number from your Jeep at the funeral home.

They know where you live. They know where you work.

They'll be keeping an eye on both.

They can't keep an eye on a phone call, can they?

Let's go.

That's crazy!

We're both wanted for murder.

The CIA think we killed Light,

the police think we killed Light.

Police? CIA?

How about the FBI? Let's go for the hat trick.

Witnesses?! Who?!

Getting so you can buy anything for the right price.

Thank you very much. We certainly will.

Right.

Papa Thornton come through? Can he bring us in?

No, Pete's out of the country.

Brockman's covering for him.

He set up a meet for tonight at 10:00.

Friend of his at the CIA

says it's the best way to handle things.

- What do we do? - Meet.

It's good to see you boys.

I thought we'd have a little more trouble bringing you in.

That's the guy from this afternoon.

You said we killed Light.

You work for the CIA.

Why don't you just climb down off that thing?

Move around there, both of you.

Nice and easy. Get 'em up.

Keep your hands in front there where I can see 'em.

You, get 'em up.

Am I dreaming, or is this a movie?

You like movies?

How about The Man Who Knew Too Much?

I was thinking more of Three Days of the Condor.

What? Remind me.

That's the one where there's a bad apple in the CIA.

He tries to kill Robert Redford 'cause he knows too much.

Oh, that's right.

Yeah, uh, with, uh, Faye Dunaway?

- Yeah, and Max von... you know. - Right, right, right, right.

All right, let me get this straight, guys.

I want to understand this.

You're the bad apples, obviously,

and you're covering up the fact that you're double agents,

double-crossing the CIA.

I don't think Faye Dunaway could follow this.

Sure she could.

Now, we're Robert Redford, and you're about to kill us?

That is a good review.

And the show's over.

- Oh-ho-ho! - Look out!

Mount up, Jack!

Come on, MacGyver, push!

I am pushing! Go!

So, what am I supposed to tell Berrenger?

You tell him there's been a change in plans.

I'll make the final delivery tomorrow... personally.

What about them?

The way I see it, there's only one place they can go --

the drop spot that was scheduled for tonight.

Let's go.

What do we do now?

The police want us for murder and the CIA wants us dead.

Does anybody else know about this arrangement with Light?

"The Shadow knows!"

Enough jokes, Jack!

No joke. Shadow was Light's partner.

- Shadow and Light?! - Makes sense, don't it?

- Can we trust him? - Her.

I don't know.

Light said she was on our side, whichever side that is.

So, where do we find this Shadow?

I thought you'd never ask.

On Wednesdays, I pick up the goods and take them to Light,

and he'd switch 'em for worthless information.

That's what I'd bring back here to drop off.

So, no real secrets ever fell into the wrong hands?

Guaranteed. But they don't know that.

So, who met you here for the drop?

Remember those nice gentlemen you met at my funeral?

Ah.

Jack, what makes you so sure

they're gonna go through with tonight's drop?

They gotta.

Light told me it was the last one,

the end of the line, the piece de resistance.

They'll just use a different messenger.

So, this could be the last chance to see who's involved.

That's why I figure Shadow'll be here.

With Light dead, she's gonna want to keep an eye on the drop.

You gonna recognize her?

I hope so.

I only met her once -- in a library.

What'd she look like?

A librarian.

There's a table.

So?

So she's not here.

I gathered that.

This is no place for a librarian.

Well, looky there!

Messenger.

Hey, listen...

since Shadow didn't show, maybe there's something we can do.

- Like? - Like intercept the package.

You said tonight's the biggie, right?

They might think twice about killing us if we had it.

Ooh, leverage. I love it.

Let me do the talking.

I've got this spy talk down to a science.

Do you have my package here?

Yes, I have your package here.

That's it?

That's spy talk?

Some science.

Whoa, please! Not in front of the children.

You don't look anything like a librarian.

Shadow?

Shh. What do you amateurs think you're doing?

We got the package!

Now we need your help.

You're our last hope.

What do you want me to do, call the CIA?

They already killed my partner.

That's right.

And now it's your turn.

All right, come on, get up. Let's go!

You set us up.

Tonight's delivery was the bait to bring us out.

That's right. Now, let's go.

No, I think we're a lot safer sitting right where we are.

Makes no difference to us.

We can kill you here

or someplace a little more quiet.

What'll it be?

Don't suppose you got a plan?

No, I figured it was your turn.

Honey, cut it out. Take a walk!

Hey, that's no way to treat the lady.

Get lost!

I think you ought to tell her you're sorry.

Get out of here!

Let's go.

Come on. In here.

There's a door to the alley there.

Lock that door.

You think you've got enough locks on here?

We'll never get out of this place!

It's a bad neighborhood.

- This one needs a key. - I've got one on the desk.

Here. Here's a key.

The wrong key?!

Whose dressing room is this wrong key?

Just try another lock and I'll get another key.

That's it. That's the key.

- Great. - Now you're cooking.

Okay, Mac, come on. We got it.

Hang on a second.

Go!

Give me those!

We got to beat it before the cops get here.

What about them?

They're the ones that are wanted.

Jack!

They can prove we're innocent!

Hey, hey!

Terrific.

The cops are coming,

and the real package is out there somewhere,

and I haven't got a clue.

I got a shoe.

What's that?

I don't think it's your size, Cinderella.

- What is it? - Berrenger Import/Export.

Exposition Boulevard. Los Angeles, California.

They still have to make the real delivery.

Maybe that's home base.

If his shoe spends time there, maybe he does, too.

Maybe you guys are worth having around.

Let's go.

Yeah, before the cops start asking too many questions.

Well...

I guess it's up and over.

Jack...

how about down and under?

Better.

You're a pretty smart guy.

After you, my good man.

Here comes another one.

Well, it looks like Berrenger's heavy into the import/export business.

What better cover than that?

Everything moves in and out of the country,

all on the up and up.

That's Michaels.

Who's Michaels?

Jay Michaels, the company leak.

That's the guy that tried to kill us.

Jack, everybody's tried to kill us.

You mean you knew who the bad guy inside the CIA was,

and you didn't do anything?

Treason is a pretty big accusation to throw around.

I need proof.

And that might be the proof I need.

Final delivery.

I.D., sir.

Okay.

Oh, I would give anything to get inside that warehouse.

A cipher machine.

Someone who's capable of intercepting encrypted messages from the U.S.

will now be able to decrypt them as well.

And they wouldn't have to wait to be handed secrets from you or me.

Precisely.

Which is why we have to get all our money out of this thing up front.

How does it work?

Secret message...

provide the predetermined entry code...

...and it's computed.

And you've got your message.

Fantastic.

So much for the loading dock door.

You can only get through there if you're wearing an invoice number.

Well, I guess that's what I'm gonna have to do then.

I'm impressed.

It's everything you promised and then some.

And you say there'll be no problem getting it out of the country?

I've prepared something very special for its transport.

Let me show you.

Lacks the pizzazz of the Trojan horse,

but what the hey, it seems to be working.

So far.

Just put it right here.

Uh, lock up, will you please?

And both of you go to warehouse number seven

and start unloading the new shipment.

I have some business to attend to here

and I don't want to be disturbed for the rest of the afternoon.

Yes, sir.

Now then...

Would you help me with this bronze, please?

Very heavy...

Thank you.

And now...

this is where we'll conceal the cipher machine.

Oh-ho... that's very clever.

So the buyer not only gets a cipher machine,

but a Remington bronze in the bargain.

At no extra charge.

And with a certificate of ownership

they'll have no trouble getting this Remington through customs.

Or the cipher.

Well, now all that's left is for some buyer

to make me a very wealthy man.

- The plot thickens. - Uh-huh.

Don't suppose it's some nickel-and-dime poker game

in the back room, do you?

No.

Whatever stakes they're playing for,

you can bet they're a lot higher than that.

Right on time.

Before we show you what you came to buy,

will you please step into my office,

so we can discuss a reasonable price.

Please be seated.

Ow!

This way.

Come on.

Hey, I'll stay here and make sure no more party crashers show up.

Okay.

Where are they?

They're in Berrenger's office

talking to some buyer about a cipher machine.

A cipher machine?! Are you sure?

Yeah... take a look.

Wow.

We have to get this out of here.

Its loss could seriously compromise

most of this country's crypto-systems.

It could destroy our communications security.

That big, huh?

It could be a disaster if it fell into the wrong hands.

Then prepare yourselves for a disaster.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Look behind you.

That's the oldest trick in the book.

Good trick.

Hold it right there!

I've got a gun!

So do I.

Drop it, Dalton.

Fingers...

If you please...

Well, now that this excitement is over,

will you take care of our uninvited guests.

Don't you guys get it?

"Dispose of them." It's a figure of speech.

Inside.

You've got to be kidding.

Care to hear the punch line?

Watch your legs!

- Get away from the scoop! - Climb over the lip! Quick!

- Watch yourself. - Jack!

- Get out of the way! - Oh, you're crazy out there!

Maybe we don't have to wait until we get to the dump

to dump this garbage we're hauling.

How do you figure?

The convenience of push-button killing.

Is it my imagination or is this room gettin' smaller?

What is that?

Why is it moving?

It's the sled.

Pushes all the trash out of the back of the truck at the dump.

But isn't the back gate usually open at the time?

- Yeah. - Well, what do we do now?

We need braces.

Find some more boards, sturdy ones.

That's perfect, perfect.

Here.

I think it's working.

What if it doesn't hold?

Then we go to Plan B.

What's Plan B?

Let's see how Plan A goes first.

Oh!

I think it's time for Plan B.

It's getting closer.

What're you doing now?

Plan B.

Find a piece of metal.

- What is Plan B? - We're going fishing.

I hope they're biting.

MacGyver, exactly what are we fishing for?

A way to turn off the sled control.

MacGyver, hurry!

- Got it! - Attaboy!

- Wonderful! - Great!

Wait a minute! You hooked the wrong thing.

The sled's still coming and the back end is opening.

- What now? - I guess we jump.

At 50 miles an hour?!

Is this part of the plan?

Not exactly.

What's Plan C?

Jump!

Wait a minute!

Pull over! I think we got some trouble.

They must still be in here.

Yeah, let's go close the scoop, huh?

Well, looks like we made a little mess here.

I know just the place for this mess.

In the truck with the rest of the garbage.

- Good idea. - Let's get my mess first.

You always go first.

Congratulations.

I'm sure your country will be very pleased with your purchase.

Not until it arrives safely.

You do have the appropriate customs papers?

Oh, yes.

Everything is in perfect order. It just needs your signature.

Would you be kind enough to come to my office?

Move it, Jack!

We gotta get that cipher machine back.

Okay, but what're you doing up there?

- Looking for a cop. - Are you kidding?

You can never find one when you need one.

We'll just attract a little attention on the way.

All right!

That's a red light!

Exactly!

Yo!

My men should be back here any minute now...

and they'll take you wherever you wish to go.

CIA!

Gotcha!

Cuff him!

Come on!

Book him, Dan-o.

Spy One.

This is it.

We did it.

Yeah, I'd say we cleaned up pretty good.

Yep.

Kind of makes you glad to be alive again, doesn't it?

Well, MacGyver, you saved my hide again.

- Guess that makes us even. - Even?

Okay, so you owe me one yet. But hey, who's counting?

You know, being dead made me realize something.

Jack, you were only in the coffin for half an hour.

Ah, it's not the quantity of time so much as the quality.

Anyway, like I was saying, it made me realize something.

Life's a terrible thing to waste.

Especially when it's yours.

So, from now on, I put myself to good use.

An honest day's pay for an honest day's work.

Glad to hear it.

Where are you going? This isn't the way to my Jeep.

I could've sworn I told you. I just got one quick job to do.

An honest day's work for an honest day's pay?

You got it.

Quick stop by the pier.

Look for a man with a peg leg and a parrot on his shoulder.

He's supposed to have something for me.

Jack!

It's a joke, MacGyver! It's a joke!