MacGyver

Previously on MacGyver...

Everything's a puzzle

when it comes to my father. Always has been.

Look at the numbers

on the tattoo on his arm.

I think he's trying to tell you how to find him.

Need I remind you what would happen if these people

escape with a handheld EMP?

Drop it. Now!

This dude's not crazy enough to trigger

an EMP while he's still

on the plane, is he?

Riley! Take the shot!

Have you ever made a mistake

- in the field, Jack? - Sure.

What happened on that plane

- sure wasn't yours. - I hesitated, Jack,

and the guy got away. That's textbook definition

for "it's my fault."

This mistake ended in the loss

of an EMP.

The next mistake you make like this

could end in the loss

of everything.

Hey, Mac!

You home?

Hey, man.

Where you at?

Yo.

Hey, Mac.

Mac, what are you doing?

Hey. You alive?

External force is always zero.

Huh?

What kind of weird dreams you having, dude?

I was giving a lecture,

on the, uh...

Lagrangian formulation

of quantum field theory.

Ah.

To a class full of ten unicorns.

Hmm. Well, aside from the unicorns...

Which are wicked awesome...

Sounds like a frickin' nightmare.

What time is it?

It's 11:00.

- What? - Yeah, you know,

I-I figured you were pulling another all-nighter,

looking for your mystery man.

It's been weeks, and you still haven't found anything.

I'm starting to get worried.

You're burning the candle at both ends here, and for what?

For what?

Let's go.

Actually, I found something.

Really?

- Yeah. - What?

A name. Charles Pfeffer.

Who?

Charles Pfeffer.

This is great.

All right.

Let's just go track down this fella.

Already tried. Turns out,

72 years ago, he got off a boat at Ellis Island,

got a New York I.D. and then... well, he just disappeared.

There's no employment or housing records.

Any living family? Anything like that?

No. No family, nothing.

Yeah.

I thought I'd made a major breakthrough.

It turns out it's another dead end.

What are you talking about? This is great.

This is just another bump in the road,

and a good opportunity for the both of us

to start thinking outside of the box

when it comes to looking for your dad.

Did you just find a silver lining in a dead end?

I'm an optometrist.

- "Optimist." - Whatever. Yeah.

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Matty?

Yeah.

Let's go, we're late.

Unicorns. Really?

Yeah. They were wicked smart, too.

Hey.

Okay. Now that we are all finally here,

remember that EMP that we lost?

- Of course. - Well, we've just been given

an opportunity to get it back.

After your encounter with these guys

on the back of that C-17,

the whole group fell off the grid.

But 12 hours ago,

we intercepted chatter suggesting

that they're setting up a sale.

The EMP is about to switch hands.

Do we know who the buyer is?

And what they want it for?

Unfortunately, we do not.

However, we do know exactly when and where

the sale is going down.

That looks an awful lot

like a parking garage.

That's because it is a parking garage, Dalton.

And this particular parking garage

is located in Seoul,

South Korea.

The sale's being set up for tomorrow morning at 6:00 a.m.,

which means you four are wheels-up in 20.

Guys.

This is our one shot to grab that device,

and a bit of redemption.

Make it count.

Faster, Jack, they're getting away!

Why do I show you two racing

through Seoul at 90 miles per hour?

Guys? Guys. Hello?

Do you copy?

H-Hey, Matty, guess what?

The buy went bad.

Yeah. Uh,

short version,

it wasn't so much of a sale as it was

a fatal ambush where the buyers killed

the sellers and then split with the EMP.

We're tailing them now.

- Watch it! - Good. Whatever you do,

do not lose sight of that device.

Riley, Bozer, I need to know exactly

who we're chasing.

Get me intel.

Copy that, Matty.

Just as an FYI, it's a bit of a mess over here.

I'm not asking you to clean it up, Boze.

Just search it.

We're on it.

Thanks.

Riley! Take the shot!

You okay?

Better than he is.

That was him, wasn't it?

You need a minute?

We don't have a minute.

Look, I know this one's personal for you, Riley.

I remember the way you felt when we lost the EMP.

It's nice of you to say "we," Bozer, but I lost the EMP.

Ever since he jumped out of that plane,

I haven't stopped thinking about all the ways it could be used.

All the lives it could cost if that gets deployed.

That's on me.

Listen, we're gonna get it back.

I know we are.

I never thought I'd get a second chance to get that EMP back.

I'm not going home without it.

Ooh. Ooh, you know, these G Wagons can get it.

This is some pretty precision driving.

Spec ops, ambush tactics.

I don't know who these dudes are,

but they're well-trained.

That's the airport up ahead.

And it doesn't look like they plan on

sticking around Seoul much longer,

- does it? - No, it does not.

Put on your safety belt.

- It's on. - Put it... oh.

Well, I don't suppose you could whip up a set of wings

for this van real quick.

Probably.

But I just thought of something way faster.

Surprise, surprise.

Hands up, gentlemen. We are officially

commandeering your vehicle.

Hi.

I'm... really...

really, really sorry about this.

- Where are we going? - Follow that plane.

Let's go!

Fellas, you don't want to get in here?

Come on.

Hey...

Hey, there we go.

Hey, don't look at me like that.

When I tell people I was in a high-speed jet chase,

I'm gonna need some selfies as proof.

Smile.

Hey, there we go.

Aw, that's a good one.

Hey, uh, Matty, any idea

where these guys are taking the EMP?

I've got our techs

working up a list of every

high-value target that one could reach

with that kind of jet and a full tank of gas.

Military bases, nuclear plants, industrial centers,

basically anywhere that an electromagnetic pulse could fry

sensitive electronics and have a devastating impact.

I'm using the jet's current speed and heading

to eliminate certain targets,