MacGyver: Trail to Doomsday (1994)

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It won't work, MacGyver. You can't do it.

Why not? I've done it before.

Not with 400 pounds.

It's no problem, I tell you.

Look out, Paul.

MacGyver, please, cut me loose.

Forget it.

Damn you. We're both going to die.

No one's gonna die.

No one's gonna die.

No one's gonna die.

Afternoon. Name's MacGyver. Invitation, please.

Quiet.

But slowly.

It's all right, I'm a guest.

I just haven't had time to unpack the invitation.

Thank you, Mr. MacGyver. You may enter.

Thank you very much.

Good dog.

My pleasure. Thank you.

Exactly.

MacGyver.

There he is. Hey. Hey.

How's me old mate? Happy birthday, Paul.

Look at you. This is fantastic. I can't believe it's been 15 years.

Oh, come on, don't remind me. That's ridiculous.

Thanks for coming. It means a lot.

Are you kidding me? I wouldn't miss this.

You only turn 40 once in your life, I hear.

Although in your case, I don't know.

No, thank you.

So you like the car I had waiting for you?

Well, it's red, but... Yes, very nice. Thanks.

Well, at least you didn't roll it this time.

It's early.

Oh, by the way, you still owe me a new pair of ski poles.

Oh, much more than that, my friend. Much more.

I never told you how much your letters meant when I lost Elizabeth.

I'm sorry I couldn't have been here for you, Paul.

We had some good times, didn't we, Mac?

Absolutely the best.

Everything all right with you?

Paul? We have to talk.

Daddy.

Elise, Natalia.

Now you can actually meet this wonderful man.

MacGyver, my daughter Elise, a doctoral candidate at 19.

And if you'll forgive a little paternal bragging, my most trusted and gifted associate.

Papa, please.

Very nice to meet you again. You too.

You look just like your mom. Thank you.

MacGyver, Natalia Krimm, a close friend of the family.

The man who carried me up a mountain on his back.

Nice to meet you. Likewise.

MacGyver and I spent the '70s brainstorming solutions to save the world.

What a shame they didn't work. We're still trying.

There's the man I want to see.

Frederick Moran, Paul's brother. I'm honoured, Mr. MacGyver.

Frederick, it's good to finally meet you.

Thanks for making all this happen. Oh, my great pleasure.

I wanted to meet you years ago, but I was far too busy working to afford this place.

Excuse us. I must steal our guest of honour.

Of course.

Your trip was satisfactory, I hope.

Yeah, it was great.

Got a little bumpy at your guard gate there.

My apologies. Sadly, a necessity these days.

There's already been one attempt on my life.

Really?

Yes, two years ago, in the heart of the city.

It seems that nowadays, anyone with money is a target.

Particularly a wealthy industrialist.

Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please.

Would you all come a little closer?

That's right, thank you. Please, come in.

I would like to introduce you to a very special friend of this family.

In fact, there would be no celebration of my brother's birthday today had it not been for this man's heroism.

So, please, I'd like you all to raise your glasses for a very special toast.

You okay?

It's nothing, it's my shoulder. Help the others.

Frederick, it's Paul.

They've sh*t Paul.

Call the paramedics.

No. Paul. Paul.

Sample...pack.

What? What?

Paul.

Paul, come on.

Sir, they've taken your niece. They've kidnapped her.

Elise.

Over here.

Yes, all units are in place. Over. All right.

Give us a hand.

I'm Tony Graves, family friend.

Where's Mr. Moran?

He's in the study, sir. Thanks.

I'm not interested in statements. I want action. Do you understand?

Look, try to get hold of yourself, Mr. Moran.

Frederick.

Frederick, I'm so sorry.

If there's anything I can do... Thank you, Tony.

You can step aside, Mr. Graves, and allow the police to do their work.

Sorry, Capshaw, I forgot how easily you get confused.

Don't get smart with me, Graves.

I can make life very difficult for you. Oh, really?

Chief superintendent, this is my home. Remember that.

And this is my investigation, Mr. Moran.

We must all understand that.

Excuse me, sir. Yes, what is it?

Thank you.

They found a body by the river. It could be the girl's.

Will you wait here, please?

Mr. Moran, the face, it's been battered.

Elise.

Oh, no.

"--one generation to another."

"May the gracious faith of our Lord be upon us.

Prosper the work of our hands..."

"to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit."

"Yours forever and ever to all those who fear.

And his righteousness upon their children's children.

Man born of a woman has but a short time to live.

And now he blossoms..."

This was to have been the happiest week of my life.

Expectations of joy, renewed friendships.

And now my brother is gone.

My whole family.

It's very hard.

They will always live in our hearts.

It's a sad day for all of us, Frederick.

MacGyver, forgive me for ignoring you.

You came from so far. No, don't even think about it.

Rest as long as you like.

My secretary will gladly handle your return arrangements.

That won't be necessary, Frederick.

I insist. You're my guest.

Well, I've changed my plans. I'm not leaving.

Paul was too good a friend. Not leaving?

MacGyver, please. Let the police handle this.

Well, the police can have their investigation, I'll have mine.

Besides, I'm a new face in town.

Working alone, maybe I can do some things the police can't.

You are indeed the man Paul said you were.

Bless you, MacGyver.

My resources are at your disposal. I will support you in any way I can.

Thank you. Perhaps Tony can be of help too.

As a liaison. Troubleshooter.

His background is intelligence.

I'd be proud to help.

Good.

Good.

And if we could persuade our uniquely qualified— Frederick, please. But, Natalia— I said, no.

I'm sorry, MacGyver.

Look, it's getting late. I could use a lift home.

Thank you for the lift.

I'm sorry if I offended you with my reaction to Frederick.

Oh, it's kind of tough to offend me.

Mind if I ask why you did react like that?

I do mind, as a matter of fact.

Thank you for escorting me.

I think I'm quite capable of letting myself in.

I bet.

Wait.

Hey.

Damn them. Damn them.

Any ideas? Of course.

t*rrorists, who else?

Why would they hit you?

I've been seen with Frederick. Photographed.

You know the press, always linking people together.

They love rumours.

With all due respect, this looks like more than just rumours.

Fortunately, I'm not dependent on material possessions.

Well.

Looks like they forgot one of your material possessions.

Please give it to me.

All right, look.

You move like a cat, you handle a g*n like a pro, and you've got a poison cartridge pen in your purse.

Is there anything you wanna tell me about your unique qualifications?

There's nothing to tell. Yeah, right.

I've run across a couple of these things in my time, and every one of them belonged to a KGB agent.

Come on, Miss Krimm.

All right.

I was studying languages in Moscow.

I was approached and offered a job with the KGB.

Most of my time working for them was spent in London.

But it's over now. Past.

I broke all ties years ago.

So, what do you do now?

A little work for Frederick.

Mostly I keep to myself.

Let me ask you something.

You still have contacts in this town? I told you, I broke all ties years ago.

But you still know people, right?

Please, leave me out of it.

I don't want to renew those connections.

Hey, I'm not too familiar with the t*rror1st scene around here.

I could use some help getting in, okay?

I said, no. It's not my business, I keep to myself.

Look, the Morans have been a very important part of my life, and they have just been crucified.

I was told you were a good friend of the family.

Well, you've got a chance to prove it right now.

I could use your help. So could they.

Really?

Sleep well.

MacGyver.

Tell me what you need.

This is an honour, comrade.

To be on the same level with someone of your rank.

Stop it, Nikolai.

This is the man I was—- Did you bring the money?

Your turn.

This group is very dangerous. They have no political agenda.

They're anti-establishment anarchists.

They'll work for anyone. Qaddafi, the IRA, you name it.

Very violent.

Can I get in?

I can make contact with their leader today.

His name is Joseph.

I'll take care of the details, he trusts me.

But I warn you, if they suspect you, they'll k*ll you.

Set it up.

Gentlemen.

Which one's Joseph?

Joseph's watching.

First you gotta prove yourself against our best.

Very impressive.

Now finish him off.

Go on.

You've earned it.

It's a stupid leader who sacrifices his own men.

I was looking for professionals, not a bunch of suicidal punks.

All right.

You've earned yourself a private meeting.

You come with good references, and Nikolai says you're solid.

We'll let you know when and where.

Swell.

Yeah.

Nice bridge. Yeah.

Things are risky at the moment, all right?

Oh, feeling a little heat, are you?

Police? No.

Who? Big money.

The Moran job was for hire, but something's turned.

That's why you're here.

Three of our strike team have disappeared.

The other's afraid to surface.

He hasn't shown at our regular meeting spot.

Yeah, where's that? Just listen.

I'll give you the information you need.

The money knows where we meet. It's become very dangerous.

All right, so it's dangerous. Where's this meeting place?

In the sewers. We meet at the fourth quadrant.

Fourth quadrant. All right.

Our stray's coming to my place tonight at 11:30. Be there.

You'll get instructions for your first assignment.

Wanna give me some hint as to what that might be?

Our ace in the hole, stashed at the meeting spot.

The suit's own handwritten request for the hit, and photos he gave me of the target.

You're gonna retrieve them for us, tough guy.

Eleven-thirty, all right? Be there.

Well, you can't go in without it. If you don't wear a wire, we'll have no way of knowing if anything goes wrong.

I don't like wires.

If something does go wrong, they're impossible to explain.

Well, I'm telling you, it's foolhardy. You'll be walking in naked.

Look, just listen to me on this, okay? I'm experienced in these matters.

Soam I.

Damn it, man-- What?

Well, I... It was— It was my understanding that you were open to assistance.

Well, assistance, yes. Orders, no.

I'm not giving you orders. Tony.

Why don't you go and wait in the car?

Please?

I'll be down in a minute.

Okay.

I'm sorry. Sometimes Tony can be a little overbearing.

He's used to being in charge. Yeah, soam I.

He means well.

And you are very stubborn.

Really? It's part of your charm.

How can I help?

Okay, we know somebody other than Joseph was behind all this, $0 you can start by making a list of people who might have wanted Frederick dead.

You mean--? Anybody you can think of.

Including his friends.

Paul.

What's going on here? It's all right.

You're all right now.

Why am I naked?

Nikolai found you in Soho and called me.

You've been very sick.

Why are we in bed together?

You were burning up with fever, then chills.

I couldn't think of what else to do.

I saw this once in an American movie.

We watch many of those during KGB training.

Mind if I ask what happened here, exactly?

The details are unimportant.

Let's just say your fever broke.

My fever?

We've lost a lot of time. We should get to work.

What do you mean, we? I'm just here to help.

Your clothes, sir.

Why did the t*rrorists want to k*ll you?

They didn't.

I think it was the people who hired them.

What?

Yeah. My contact was hit.

The Moran att*ck wasn't t*rror1st, and it wasn't aimed at Frederick.

Who, then?

Paul.

Are you sure?

I think so.

There were some pictures of Paul and a handwritten note from whoever ordered the hit.

I was supposed to get him, but...

Do you know who? Did you read the note?

There wasn't time.

All I know is somebody had Paul k*lled, and that same somebody wants me out of the way.

Who'd want to hurt dear Paul?

I don't know.

But something was bugging him the day of the party.

He started to tell me, but...

Maybe it's got something to do with his work.

I need to get into his lab.

Tony Graves can arrange that.

How? His company funded Paul's work.

What's going on? There's been a break-in at Paul's lab.

A break-in? Yeah, about an hour ago.

What were they after? I don't know.

Thank you.

Dr. Massey, this is Mr. MacGyver.

Dr. Massey, good to meet you.

Oh, of course, forgive me. Paul's friend.

Oh, and this is Natalia Krimm. She's a close friend of the Morans.

How do you do?

Well, doctor, it looks like— Excuse me, doctor.

I'm sorry.

Is this what Paul was working on?

Paul was fine-tuning a portable mass spectrometer he designed.

But not just any.

The most highly sensitive ever developed.

For the START signatories.

Capable of measuring the slightest nuclear presence.

Big stuff, huh? It's such a tragedy.

The death of my brilliant colleague, now the desecration of his work.

Did you notice anything missing? Oh, everything.

The records, files, all his samples, work in progress.

What samples? Of what?

Well, Paul had just completed the first air-sample tests for the new machine, from all over England.

Now everything's gone. The samples, records, results, everything.

Graves.

I'm getting tired of finding you at my crime scenes.

You have no business here. Now, get out.

That goes for the rest of you.

Hey, excuse me, chief superintendent, but it was my company that financed this lab.

I don't give a damn what you financed with your filthy money.

Watch it, Capshaw. Oh, thr*aten me, Graves.

I forgot what a tough guy you were. What was it?

Eleven counts of excessive force, one death.

You don't frighten me, you pompous little ass.

Hey, hey. Come on, gentlemen. Please.

I want this lab cleared, now.

Carson.

Dr. Massey?

Paul mentioned the word "samples" to me just before he d*ed.

Do you know anything about his findings?

What samples he might have been referring to?

No, that's my frustration.

Paul never spoke to anyone about his work.

Except Elise, God rest her soul.

She was his confidante. Brilliant mind.

Of course, the man lived for his research.

He slept here. It was his second home.

Wait a minute. Paul slept here?

Yes. Well, yes, at times.

He kept a little room upstairs.

Clear the room, please.

It seems you don't understand English.

Leave the room immediately.

MacGyver.

You're getting dangerously close to interfering in my territory.

Now, please, stay out of my investigation.

Two minutes.

I just needed two more minutes in that room.

Why?

I'm gonna take you home. I'll contact you later.

What is this? Have I outlived my usefulness?

Just try to understand, will you?

What?

Ten minutes ago, we were working as a team.

Now suddenly you don't trust me. Look, this is nothing personal, but right now, I can't afford to trust anybody.

Damn you. Who just saved your life?

Who nursed you back to health?

Natalia, believe me, you've helped a lot.

And I appreciate everything you've done.

You need me, MacGyver. Oh, ldo, do I?

I'm a better spy than you are in matters requiring deceit.

Capshaw has always hated Tony. He hides that well.

Years ago, Tony worked for a brief time with British Intelligence.

He was in American Intelligence, stationed in the U.K.

It all ended very badly for him, though, when a t*rror1st suspect d*ed during questioning.

Graves k*lled somebody? That was never really determined.

Capshaw had the misfortune of being present as a young officer.

He's hated Tony for it ever since.

Apparently, he feels his reputation and career were permanently smeared.

Mr. MacGyver.

Yeah. Your results.

Thanks.

I don't believe it. What is it?

The air sample shows high level of uranium isotope U-235. -So0?

It's what they use to make nuclear bombs.

Uncontrolled nuclear material is being processed somewhere nearby.

In England? But that can't be.

Well, this says it can.

Somebody's operating a nuclear facility, and Paul found it.

Why? The cold w*r is over.

I don't know.

Maybe it's just about...money.

Money?

Maybe. Think about it.

t*rror1st groups, rogue nations like Iraq, Iran, Libya, they'd pay anything for nuclear capability.

And if there is somebody who can supply them, I don't even wanna think of the implications.

I gotta find out where this sample came from.

MacGyver, listen to me. No.

We're both under surveillance.

We can't go back to your place or mine.

You're a target.

We need a safe house we can use as a base.

I'll find us one.

All right.

"C-A-R-C." tsa C.

Thank you.

Look here.

The castle was last purchased in 1983 by Lyndover Limited, a trading company.

Thank you. Okay.

Graves.

You're a lucky guy.

The x-rays show no sign of cerebral damage or concussion.

However, I'd be more careful about the company I keep in future.

Would you excuse us, doctor? Yeah.

Hey, chief. Now what?

Well, "now what" is we're gonna have a little talk about life, MacGyver.

Life and manners.

All right.

Well, when a stranger conducts a private investigation in my city and refuses to share his findings with the police, I call that bad manners.

So, what were you doing at the laboratory and the London Library?

You find something?

With all due respect, chief inspector, I don't feel free to comment on that right now.

Don't test me, MacGyver.

You know, throwing your allegiance to scum like Tony Graves can only bring you more trouble, like today.

Nobody has my allegiance.

That particular association makes me seriously question your motives.

I have no association, no obligation, no ties.

I am strictly in this for personal reasons.

Well, I do have obligations and associations.

To Britain and her subjects, MacGyver.

For your sake, let's hope we're on the same side.

But it doesn't make sense.

A nuclear plant built without detection, and so close.

I've known Tony for many years.

I can't imagine him being involved in anything so repugnant.

Even though...

What?

Tony always had a very strong drive for material gain.

That's why we had to sever our business ties.

Really? But selling nuclear weapons?

That's global terrorism. Tony fought that all his life.

Look at his service record.

Twelve years, U.S. Intelligence. An anti-t*rror1st expert.

Yeah, I know.

I ran a background check on him, and aside from that incident with British Intelligence, he was clean.

We must call in the authorities.

This is getting too big. No, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Don't we wanna see how deep this thing goes?

Yes, we must. For Tony's sake.

Chief Superintendent Capshaw might very well use this as an opportunity for vengeance against him.

This note that you found, was there anything on it?

A name, initials.

Anything that might lead us to my brother's murderers.

No, I didn't get a chance to read it.

Do what you have to do, MacGyver. I back you 100 percent.

Graves.

Oh, man.

Armed police. Don't move. Stay down.

I said, stay down.

I warn you, MacGyver, I get nervous in the presence of murderers.

What? Wait a minute. Shut up. Don't even fry.

This yours? Well, I'm sure it's covered in prints.

Maybe even a blood sample.

Come on, that's a plant. I didn't k*ll anybody.

Oh, really? Sir?

So this wouldn't be your watch crystal and bezel, then?

Come on, this is a setup. Don't move.

You gotta listen to me.

I'm placing you under arrest for the m*rder of Anthony Graves.

After him. Come on.

Was this door always like this? No.

Can you get to the back of the carriage, please? Now.

He got out. Have you checked every carriage?

Yeah— Come on, then, move.

MacGyver, where have you been?

You set me up. Are you crazy?

Capshaw was waiting for me.

Graves was dead and evidence against me was conveniently beside the body.

Tony, dead?

Oh, that's good. That's so very good.

The KGB should be proud of you.

MacGyver, I didn't do it.

You and Frederick were the only ones who knew I was going there.

That's not necessarily true. Yeah? Well, then, who?

All right. Superintendent Capshaw. I'm serious. Think about it.

You've been followed from the start.

He could have followed us to Frederick's, even wired his study.

Tony could have been his partner.

So Capshaw knows Tony was a suspect, kills him and frames you for the crime.

It could have been a conspiracy all along.

Tony had law-enforcement assistance.

And all that hostility between them was just a facade.

Capshaw could have ordered the att*ck on you in the sewers.

That's how he got the evidence.

If it had been me, why would I have bothered to save your life?

You dragged me into this.

I wanted to put the KGB behind me, remember?

Don't you know how I feel?

I'm on your side all the way.

I need to think.

Nothing would surprise me at this point.

And now I'm a suspect. That's beautiful. Beautiful.

I can help. My KGB contact, Nikolai.

There's a rumour he's found new employment.

So? His expertise is in nuclear facilities.

It could be only one thing.

If it's true, I can verify the location of the plant and find out what kind of security it has.

What makes you think he'd tell you? He'll tell me.

I'm KGB, remember?

Ex-KGB, remember?

Of course.

The circumstances do not relieve you of your legal responsibilities.

My family has been m*rder*d, my only brother k*lled, and you speak to me like this? How dare you?

Mr. Moran, I am requesting information as to the whereabouts of Mr. MacGyver, a fugitive.

Withholding such information is a crime.

I resent the accusation.

And your insensitivity, chief superintendent.

Now, get out.

As you say.

Yeah? I'm outside Nikolai's now.

We rendezvous in exactly one hour.

If something happens and I can't make it, you must leave without me.

Natalia!

Who are those guys?

Get in!

Morning, gents.

Where you heading on those old plates?

What? Plates of meat, feet.

Oh, Carcroft Castle.

You don't look like royalty to me.

Jump on. Come on.

What's your name? MacGyver.

Scottish. Yeah.

Just call me Plato.

You like music? Sure.

Good.

Hold on. Here we go.

Okay, thank you, sir.

Hey, Plato, would you mind stopping?

Maybe cut the engine? And the music?

I think that's for me, my friend.

Listen, it's a long story, but I'm innocent.

Now, I don't wanna get you in trouble, but I could use your help here.

Us blokes gotta stick together.

Look like a couple of ices, anyway. What?

Ice cream freezers. Geezers.

See you round the other side.

Switch the engine off, please, sir.

And the music.

We're looking for this man.

Have you seen him or anyone that looks like him?

Sorry. If you do, will you notify the police?

Yes, officer. Yeah.

Put your helmet on. Yes, yes, sir.

Hello, ladies. We're looking for this gentleman.

You're a good man, Plato. You be lucky, MacGyver.

So you're all together, then, are you?

Hello? Yes.

I realise that, but you must understand.

The serum guarantees truth, not cooperation.

I know. Very well, I'll do my best.

Are you ready to begin?

I'm tired. Elise, don't fight it.

You can't lie with the serum. I'm tired.

We need the software code to your father's spectrometer.

What makes it so sensitive? How can we upgrade ours?

I've told you everything. You know as much as I do.

I worked with your father for over five years.

And I had access to almost all his research.

But I know he kept certain information to himself.

Only one who had access to all the files was you.

I did not see the files you refer to.

We must have that information to secure the plant from further detection.

Elise, they will k*ll you. Now, don't be foolish, my dear.

They'll k*ll you, you know that.

We've been through this s0 many times before.

Elise, I must have an answer.

Try the library.

MacGyver.

My father, is he...?

I'm sorry.

Elise.

They drugged me. I woke up here.

Who are they, Elise? I don't know.

I answer questions about the spectrometer.

They want one to monitor emissions, avoid another detection.

They're processing nuclear materials in a facility under the castle.

What? You must hurry.

I heard them talking.

The first shipment leaves today. Two tactical weapons.

I'm sorry. I helped them. I tried not to, I really tried.

No, it's all right.

It's okay, honey.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

I'll be back.

Don't touch that.

Please.

I was afraid you'd get this far.

Pity, MacGyver.

You're just too good for your own good.

It was you all the time.

It's kind of hard to believe anybody would be sick enough to order the death of his own brother.

Difficult decisions are the lot of the entrepreneur, MacGyver, especially with stakes this high.

Yeah, what stakes? Change is everywhere, my friend.

Yeltsin's democracy could be the first to fall.

There's a communist coup in the works, perhaps from the inside.

But as yet, my clients are organising themselves from the outside.

Profits will be enormous.

You'd put the whole world at risk for profit?

Beautiful. It is indeed beautiful.

I accomplished the impossible.

A state-of-the-art nuclear facility right here in the heart of Britain.

Built without detection.

Almost.

Paul found it. Unfortunately.

It took me ten years to build this plant.

Our products will be used to take control of Russia's nuclear arsenal before the Strategic Arms Reduction Treaty takes effect.

I foresaw the demand, and now the market is mine.

I am sole broker for nuclear capability and devices for the world.

Well, what about conscience?

What about law?

This is a violation of the most basic and crucial laws of civilised society.

You're offering genocide for profit. What are you thinking?

As I see it, MacGyver, the law is simply one of the risks of doing business.

Well, as I see it, Fred, you're just one more cheap crook.

Your logic sucks.

Tactical nuclear device.

Damn you for always succeeding.

For making me the one to have to k*ll you.

Well, I'm real sorry about that.

I didn't want it to end this way. Oh, knock it off.

But certain ends require drastic means.

Yeah. Ex-KGB, my butt.

This is beyond KGB. Beyond anything.

This is my family, my country, the future of the Soviet Union.

Natalia, there is no Soviet Union. No.

I refuse to accept that.

I am a patriot.

I will never allow the dissolution of the KGB or the Soviet.

They stole my country. I want it back.

That world is over. No, that's lies. I won't listen.

Your country is in the middle of a massive transition right now.

Can't you see that what you're doing is counterproductive?

I have a mission: to preserve the Soviet state.

You stand in the way.

Will you listen to yourself? You don't understand.

You could never understand.

No one's ever stolen your government, discarded your beliefs, left your people without dignity, with nothing.

Well. You seem to have things well in hand, my dear.

So, MacGyver, since you've been good enough to deliver the evidence you so cleverly hid in the sewers, there seems no further reason to delay your demise.

sh**t him. Can I say something before you do?

Natalia, you realise you're a phoney and a total hypocrite here.

You don't care about your people or your beliefs.

You're on the verge of k*lling thousands and thousands of people for your precious communism.

And your partner in this noble scheme is a greed-driven, billionaire capitalist like Freddy boy here.

sh**t him.

Some communist.

I admit there's a certain hypocrisy to that aspect of the arrangement.

Just a little.

Quite honestly, it's been my intention from the start to correct it.

Separator temperature controller inoperative.

Please restore immediately.

Separator temperature controller is inoperative.

Please restore immediately.

System will fail in 60 seconds.

Separator temperature is increasing.

System will fail in 50 seconds.

Separator temperature critical.

System will fail in 40 seconds.

System failure in 30 seconds.

System has been disconnected.

Thank you.

MacGyver!

Warning. Uranium separator failure imminent.

No, stop!

I hate you! Give it up!

Nuclear systems jeopardised.

a*t*matic override engaged.

Nuclear emergency averted.

a*t*matic override has been bypassed.

System failure imminent.

All nuclear systems at risk.

Repeat, system failure imminent.

All nuclear systems at risk.

Nuclear systems operating beyond design limits.

Red alert. Plant failure imminent.

Repeat, nuclear systems operating beyond design limits.

Red alert. Plant failure imminent.

What have you done? I've armed the b*mb.

It can't be disarmed without a trivet wrench.

You lose, MacGyver. Now we all die.

Nuclear detonation in one minute, 30 seconds.

Nuclear systems operating beyond design limits.

Red alert. Plant failure imminent.

Repeat, nuclear systems operating beyond design limits.

Red alert. Plant failure imminent.

Nuclear detonation in one minute.

Detonation in 50 seconds.

Detonation in 40 seconds.

Uranium separators destroyed.

Nuclear facility is inoperative.

Detonation in 30 seconds.

Detonation in 25 seconds.

Detonation in 20 seconds.

Detonation in 15 seconds.

Detonation in ten seconds.

Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two—-

Nuclear detonation averted.

Nuclear device disarmed.

You never give up, do you?

I guess it just wasn't meant to be.

I owe you an apology, MacGyver.

We are on the same side.

Thanks for your help.

You bet, chief. See you soon, I hope.

My father cared so much for this planet.

He just wanted to do some good.

He did.

The world's a safer place because of Paul.

Maybe.

But my father, your friend, he's gone.

Then I guess it's up to us.