Mistari 200 ya kwanza.
Previously on MacGyver...
No one's ever survived me before.
I still don't know yourname.
I've always been partial to Murdoc.
When I asked you if you knew
my father, you lied to my face.
So I quit. You can't quit, to me.
Director Webber sent me here to speak with Oversight.
Then you got him. Dad?
I can't work with someone I don't trust.
You're quitting?
Effective immediately.
Come on! Pull!
Okay, pull! Come on.
Pull! Come on. Pull!
That's it, that's it.
Pull! Pull!
That's it!
That's it. Come on, one more.
Pull!
Pull! Okay!
Okay, okay. Some slack. Give him some slack.
Good. Who's thirsty?
Me!
Ready?
Thought you were gonna talk to everyone about my nickname.
Oh, what.
Yeah. Makes me sound like some kind of wizard.
Ah, well, maybe you are. I mean, you, you spin a wheel
and make water come out of the ground.
Yes, but remember, it's not the spinning wheel itself
that brings up the water.
It moves the impeller, which then imparts
rotation mechanical energy
to the water, and that makes it rise.
Seriously, MacGyver. How can we ever thank you?
No. It's me who should be thanking you.
You've given me a home over these past few months.
And a purpose.
And something else, perhaps.
You know how they say the world is a small place?
Well, my father showing up here,
8,000 miles from Los Angeles,
is no coincidence.
What are you doing here?
Jack's in trouble.
How long have the Russian Military Police
been circulating this?
About 12 hours.
Who are these men?
I have no idea.
All I know for sure is two weeks ago,
Dalton dropped off the grid. He vanished.
Figured he just needed some time,
some space to wrap his head around you being gone.
He's, uh, he's had some trouble adjusting.
Then he popped up in these photos, with those men.
And now he's wanted by the Russian authorities
for breaking into a military installation.
Yeah. And for stealing enough firepower
to start a small war.
Well, these men, whoever they are,
they have to be forcing Jack to do that.
That's why I'm here. I need your help.
He needs your help.
If Dalton gets caught, he'll spend the rest of his life
in a Siberian gulag.
That's if they don't kill him first.
You're leaving?
I have something I have to do.
Do you remember the friend I told you about?
The one that I met in the Army?
The one who loves Bruce Willis.
Yeah. That one.
Um, he's also the friend who's saved my life
more times than I can count.
Well, he is in trouble.
And so, I have to... uh, I'm-I'm coming back,
but I just have to go make sure that he's safe.
And then, I promise, I'll come back.
You don't have to make any promises.
Sorry, son.
We got to go.
"Son"?
So this is your father?
Let me guess, he told you he didn't have one.
Little privacy, please.
Right. I'll-I'll just be outside.
It was a pleasure to meet you.Dad.
What? I'm just being polite.
Well, it's not working, so go.
Take this.
And make sure you bring it back to me.
I promise.
I will.
Nice job, comrade.
Can't believe that actually worked.
If the only two lines of Russian
I've been able to memorize didn't do the trick,
we'd be... I believe the word you're looking for is dead.
All right, Riley, we're in.
Standing by.
Here we go.
Okay. I found the server stack with the surveillance footage
of Jack and his new mystery friends.
Starting the download now.
Bozer, repeat exactly as I say.
Okay, that didn't work.
Get out of there now. Now!
I want you to have my children.
Yo, Mac.
How's it going, homie? How's Nigeria, huh?
Hot, I bet.
But-but probably not as hot
as when we had to cap that wellhead. Remember?
Ooh, ooh. That was hot.
Yeah, uh, things around here are a little different.
Uh, on the upside,
it's been 32 days since I've had to visit a cell phone store.
Which is nice, and-and a personal record.
Um, yeah, anyway, I just, I just wanted to, uh,
leave you a message again.
Make sure you were okay, everything was cool.
And, uh, I don't know, let you know
I understand why you left.
Totally. I-I get it.
Guess I just wish you would've given me a chance
to convince you to stay,
or taken me with you.
You know, dealer's choice.
The flight deck says we're five hours out.
You always talk to people while they're sleeping?
I saw you close your eyes when I came out of the cockpit.
Nice try, though.
You used to do the same thing when you were eight.
I'd come in your room, and you'd pretend you were reading.
I let it go, because I thought you were learning something.
Yeah, well, I actually used to keep
a book on my bed so you'd think that
while I was playing Sonic on my Sega Genesis.
Ah. You were pretty good at that, as I remember.
You know what? Let's not do this.
Do what?
Act like we have fond memories.
I'm here for Jack, not you,
so the less we talk, probably for the better.
In case you were wondering, I liked the beard.
You shouldn't have shaved it.
I wasn't.
After Mexico, I-I figured you might, you might need a new one.
It's got everything your old one had and a lot more.
I'm good.
Anyone home?
Mac!
What's up?
Hey.
Man, it's good to see you again.
Good to have you back. Oh, man.
It's good to be back.Hey.
It's been a while. Nice to see you. You, too.
It's good to see you again, Blondie.
Matty. How are you?
Better than Jack. Seems our boy
went and got himself into some serious trouble.
Yeah, I know. I heard. Do we know where he is now?
Unfortunately, we do not.
Okay. Um, any idea why
he'd be willing to break into a Russian military depot
and steal a bunch of weapons? Again, no.
But I will say this:
Ever since you left, Jack just hasn't been himself.
Director Webber's being kind.
His behavior's been erratic.
Questioning orders,
second-guessing operational objectives.
Yeah, but like, way more than usual.
Then one morning, he just didn't show up for work.
Well, then, yesterday,
he popped back up on our radar
when Jill intercepted these photos
being sent around by Russian Military Police.
Yeah, I saw them.
Jill, any luck I.D.'ing
the other guys in the photo? No.
Not from the photos, which is why Bozer,
Leanna and Riley were sent to infiltrate the weapons depot,
to download the raw surveillance footage.
And that's what Riley's going through right now.
We're hoping to get a clear shot of at least one other face.
Guys, I got 'em.
Right there.
What, you recognize him?
That's Roman Mareks.
No, that can't be. He's dead.
Okay, I guess I'll be the one to ask who...
Roman Mareks was... Is, apparently...
The former dictator of Belarus.
Nine years ago, he was violently overthrown
by a team of CIA operatives.
Up until now, we thought he'd been killed in that raid.
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