"Westport Nuclear Processing, Amy Austin." "Yes, this is Sergeant Kramer, State Police." "Uh, what is it, Sergeant?" "Do you know a Mr. Gerald Hillman?" "Of course." "He's my boss." "But I'm afraid he's not here right now." "He left several hours ago for New York." "Why?" "Is something the matter?" "Yes, Ma'am." "We're still investigating, but for some unexplained reason, his car ran off the road -- hit a bridge." "And Mr. Hillman?" "He's..." "I'm terribly sorry, Ma'am, but he's dead." "Ready?" "Three-to-one." "I love it, MacGyver." "You got lucky, eh?" "I used to date Wayne Gretzky." "Come on, stop stalling." "Once more for all the marbles." "Okay." "All right, poser." "Here we go, eh?" "Don't wantcha to be nervous or nothin'." "I mean, I'm part Canadian, you know what I mean?" "You look it." "And there's the face off at the start of the defensive end." " Oh, that's a great block!" " Oh, it's a beautiful pass on the wing." " Makes a shot over another wing!" " Oh, you're a dead man!" "And there's a shot up!" "I appreciate the call." "Thank you, Sergeant." "He's about to break away." "Takes a shot." "He shoots!" "He scores!" "Unbelievable!" "Lost your face." "Trickled into the net and that's the game!" "Fans go crazy." "Ha!" "Now that was for all the marbles." " MacGyver..." " Susan..." "Are you gonna play fair or do I spread the word about how totally dishonest you are?" "Totally, eh?" "Okay, one more time." "One more time, eh?" "Yeah, I like that accent." "What accent, eh?" "Waiting for the face off." "This one literally for all the marbles." "I'm not home, okay?" "Come on!" "Hello." "This is not MacGyver." "So, obviously you've reached a wrong number." " But if you need to leave a message, so then I'll try to" " Shoot, unbelievable!" "Lost his face again!" "Mac, if you're home, pick up the phone." "I need to talk to you!" "This is Amy Austin." " Yeah, Amy?" " Mac, Mac, I'm in trouble." " Amy, what is it?" " Oh, Mac, I need you!" "Look, if it's real serious, I can be there by tomorrow." "I'll catch a plane out tonight." "What's wrong?" "Well, I don't really know." "I mean, a friend of mine died and, oh, I don't know who to trust." "Mac, please, please, I need your help." "I think someone's trying to kill me." "Look, look, I know I don't have any right to involve you in this, but..." "Hey, wait a minute, you've got every right." " Where do we meet?" " At the beach...our beach." "Oh my God!" "Amy, can't you tell me a little bit about..." "Amy?" "Amy?" "Amy?" "Amy, are you there?" "Amy?" "Mac?" "You okay?" "M A C G Y V E R Episode 1x13 FLAME'S END" "¸®Â÷µå µò ¾Ø´õ½¼ (¸Æ°¡ÀÌ¹ö æµ)" "The past is a strange country." "You go back, but it doesn't recognize you." "I'd changed in ways I didn't know, and if I was a stranger, so was Amy." "Used to be Amy and me, one word." "Back in that time, in this place." "Amy stayed." "I'd moved on." "And what had been between us changed, stretched out over distance and time." "And I remember this beach." "There were palm trees then." "Well, right on time...as usual." "Well, I have a good excuse, as usual." "Hey, I thought you wanted to have a major talk, or did you mean some serious making out?" "You look like you're about to burst." "So what is it?" "You remember that freighter I told you about?" "Uh, yeah, something about bucketing around in the Mediterranean ocean or something." "Yeah, it's a sea and it's the Adriatic." "Amy, it's the Greek Islands." "Sicily." "North Africa." "And it's all set." "You and me." "I talked to the captain." "He needs a cook." "He'll sign us both up." "Mac, you signed me up?" " You bet." " Oh, honey, that's crazy!" "Yeah, it is!" "Come on, we talked about this." "Traveling." "Yeah, talk." "And what about your degree?" "I mean, Mac, ten miles down that coastline they're, they're building a nuclear processing plant." "They're gonna need people with science degrees." "Mac, we could have a real future there...together." "Amy, I took physics because it was interesting and it excited me, not to buy myself a job." "Amy, come on, there's a world out there!" "Let's go look at it!" "Being something different!" "I don't want to be different." "I want a life I can count on." "Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about." "Countin' on." "Us, together." "Not some executive recruiter or a, a pension plan." "Mac, I can't." "I mean, I never really thought that you meant something this crazy." "Crazy?" "Finding out who I am?" "Well, maybe, maybe you oughta go." "Just like that?" "I don't know!" "MacGyver?" "Heh, it's Tim, Tim Wexler." "Tim." "It's been a while, huh?" "Yeah." "Uh, the police called the plant." "They told us about Amy." "Were you here when this happened?" " All of it." " Her car just blew up?" " I don't think it just blew up, Tim." " Well, what then?" "Well, Mr. MacGyver said Amy called him last night and said she thought somebody was tryin' to kill her." "Well, then this wasn't an accident?" "Well, my lab people tell me the evidence shows it might have been a gas leak." "Tailpipe got too hot, she stopped here and...damn shame." "The Lord knows she had enough trouble." "What troubles?" "Well, her daddy and mama got killed in a plane crash about a year ago, and then just last night her boss got killed when his car went outta control." "Jerry Hillman?" "The, uh, General Manager of the plant." "State Police found his car." "He ran right into the old bridge at South Fork." "Knew 'em both." "I tell ya sometimes this job is just plain god-awful." "Yeah, I can imagine." "Listen, chief, would you mind havin' your boys at the lab take a close look at this piece of gas tank I found?" "Sure." "What, whatta you have in mind?" " Well, if the tank caught on fire, it woulda blown out." "Right?" " Yeah." "Well, look at that little hole there." "It's blown in." "And I'll bet the boys at the lab'll be able to tell ya that white residue there is magnesium oxide." "Magnesium oxide!" "You mean that stuff they...?" "You mean that's an explosive bullet like a mag point?" "Yeah, I don't have any better answer." "If you're right, we're sure gonna start lookin' for one." "I'd appreciate it." "Her folks are gone, right?" "What about Aunt Min?" "Or, uh, Toby Jenson?" "Someone she may have been close to that she talked to?" "Well, Min moved over five years ago, and I haven't seen Toby in, uh, a good year." "But what about, uh, Amy's roommate, Bonnie?" "Oh, yeah." "We tried to contact her." "She took Friday off." "Probably went away for a long weekend somewhere." "I don't think she knows about this." "She probably won't make it back for the funeral." " When is that?" " That's tomorrow morning at ten o'clock." "It's a coroner's case." "Uh, you don't have to go." "Yes, sir, I do." "This day we are to consecrate the memory of Amy Diane Austin whose untimely, tragic death ended a joyous and loving young life." "We all knew Amy, and cherished her." "We all mourn the passing of a young and beautiful woman, a life ended too soon." "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." "The body returneth to the earth, and the eternal spirit unto God, who gave it." " Amen." " Amen." " Mac!" "Don't turn!" " Amy!" "Just drive to my dad's old place, okay?" "Please." "Oh, thank God!" "Thank God you're here!" "My God, Amy!" "I arrived here yesterday in time to see you die and just ten minutes ago saw you buried." " I know it's a shock to you, but..." " That's one way of puttin' it." "I mean, here you are." "You're talking, breathing." "Mac, I had no choice!" "I believe you, Amy, but somebody died in your car." "Who was that girl?" "Bonnie, Mac." "That was my roommate Bonnie!" "She was supposed to come pick you up 'cause I was too scared." "And she was killed." "She was killed because somebody thought she was me." "And you let them bury her with everyone believing it was you?" "Do you have any idea what it did to me watchin' 'em lower your coffin into a grave?" "What it did to everyone at that funeral who loved and cared about you?" "You, you don't think I thought about that or about Bonnie?" "I haven't slept in thirty-six hours." "Mac, I don't know what to do." "I'm sorry." "All right, tell me what's goin' on...slowly." "Okay." "I'm the Director of Research at the Nuclear Processing Plant now." "Three days ago I found that somebody had messed with the records to cover up the theft of enough uranium to build a nuclear bomb, Mac, a nuclear bomb!" "Who else have you told this to?" "My boss." "The two of us searched the plant from top to bottom and nothing!" "I think we better go inside." "Come on." "Your boss, Jerry Hillman?" "I see you heard about his so-called accident." "Jerry took a copy of my records, and he took off to catch a plane for Washington." "He made it two miles outside of town, Mac." " That's when you called me?" " Someone was after me." "I mean, that's why I sent Bonnie to meet you." "Mac, I never dreamt that somebody would kill her because they thought she was me." "All right, all right." "Come on, I think we could both use a cup of coffee, don't you?" "Sounds good." " Tim, do you want some coffee?" " No, thanks." "'Most Likely to Succeed'?" "Boy, you sure had them fooled, huh, Tim?" "Ever wonder why we hang on to these yearbooks?" "Oh, my wife and I pulled ours out last week." "It's just kicks, that's all." "Yeah." "A chance to remember those bright hopes for the future, huh?" "How we're gonna be somebody, do something really worthwhile." "Westport Nuclear, Tim Wexler." "No, nothing." "What?" "Oh, when did that come out?" "My God!" "Yeah, yeah, okay." "Thanks." "What is it?" "Tim?" "Oh." "Coroner's office just made their findings public." "Amy Austin isn't the girl that burned up in that car." " Here." "Drink." " Mac, I can't!" "Drink!" "That's better." "I'm sorry." "Look, have you got a handkerchief or something?" "Uh, yeah." "Yeah, I think so." "You always carried a pocketful of junk." " Yeah." " And you always fixed everything." "I'm sorry." "This audit report you hid." "Does it show theft over a period of time?" "Yeah, little by little." "They must have hidden it away." "Yeah, it must be somebody from the plant then." "Or an inspector." "Or a supplier." "I mean, lots of people have access." "Well, it's probably a group then." "We are talkin' about big bucks here." " It sure adds up." " The question is, what do I do?" "We get your report...then we tell the world." "We'll get 'em to listen." "Mac, it's Sunday." "There's hardly anyone even there." "Security's there." "Phones are there." "Yeah!" "You really think it's possible the uranium's still at the plant?" "Well, it's the only reason I can come up with for two killings." "How about you?" "I'm right out of explanations, Mac." "Right now I'm just barely hanging on." "You always were pretty good at that." "Uh--uh." "I let go too easily once." "Shall we?" "So, where'd you hide it?" "The last place anybody'd look." "The disposal chamber." "They only backwash the reactors once a week." "I figured it'd be safe till then." "It's the last place I'd wanna be in." "Hey, nice, love what you've done with the place." "It's a beauty." "It does the job.Look, trust me, MacGyver, if we were in here when this valve cranks open, we'd be fried to a crisp." "Five thousand gallons of radioactive slush comes pouring in here to be decontaminated." "Slush?" "Ooh, not the time to be in here." " Whatta you say we get the report?" " Right." "Well, all there." "Then it's all downhill from here?" "Oh, God, Mac!" "Damn!" "What's the setup on this door?" "Uh, an electronic timelock.But, Mac, once it's been set, it can't be opened for sixty minutes minimum." "Mac, it's been activated!" "Excuse me, Amy, uh, how soon before that sludge comes racing' outta there?" " It's already started." "I can feel the heat." " And how hot is it gonna get in here?" "Mac, before it reaches this room, it'll get too hot for us to breathe." "Oh, wonderful." "And how long before that happens?" "About ten minutes." "Great." "Well, I'll tell ya, I sure don't feel like sittin' around and bein' chewed up by your radioactive garbage disposal, that's for sure." "Our only hope is Control." "I mean, if they look at the board and see the chamber door indicators, Mac, they're gonna know something's wrong." "It's Sunday." "Don't you think that's asking a lot?" "Parsons hits a long fly ball into right center..." "All right!" "Parsons a double to centerfield." "Here comes Jacamazzi." "He's safe!" "I got your five bucks, Tim!" "I got it!" "We'll see." "What about climbing' up through the valve opening." "Where's that go?" "Straight to the core." " Forget it." " Oh, come on." "Think, Amy." "Think." "All right, wait a minute." "The bottom line, the only way outta here is through that door." "Mac, we've already been through that." " Time-locked, right?" " Time-locked, pick-proof." "Electric time clock?" "With fifty-nine minutes to go." "Mac, we've got nine!" " Unless we do some time traveling." " Meaning?" "Electric time clock measures time with an oscillating quartz crystal." "So, if we could hit it with a hot electrical surge..." "But wouldn't that just burn it out?" "Well, that'd be the end result, yeah." "The immediate result would be to set up a violent secondary vibration." " Which would speed up the clock!" " It should!" "I don't know, Mac." "I think they oughta just run you for President or something." "Oh, no thanks." "I'd rather have this problem than his." "All right, watch yourself." "Hey, Tim, what's happening with the Disposal Chamber?" "Well, this is strange..." "The manual override's activated." "I can't shut it down from here." "Shut it, quick!" "Mac!" "Amy!" "I, I, I just heard on the phone that...what're you...uh, I mean, who's in the...?" " What, what, what's goin' on here?" " Tim, it's a long story." "It's just nice to know we have -- time to tell it." " Let's go." " Come on." "Well, I still think you're suiting up for nothing." "Well, maybe." "But I'm convinced the uranium's still here." "This kind of stuff just doesn't happen in Westport Beach." "Read the report, Tim." "It's happening." "That door didn't close on us by accident." "So...what do we do?" "You call the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, get them down here along with the police." "We'll try and find that missing uranium." "It should make a heck of a press release, eh?" "Just like our college days, huh?" "Never a dull moment with MacGyver." "He does a lot of that...thinking about the past." "Like me." "Mac, this film badge reacts to radiation." "If you're near anything hot, it starts to turn black." "And when it's all black...give ya a new one?" "When it's all black, they give you a coffin." "Oh...okay." "I don't know what you expect to find in here, Mac." "Jerry and I checked every container against the records." "There aren't any extras!" "Well, this is the only place high-grade can be kept." "Right?" "Of course." "The alarm system would explode if any high-level radioactive material got anywhere but here or the reactor itself." "Well, if I was gonna hide high-grade uranium, I'd put it in with a bunch of other high-grade." "So you couldn't sort out the readings." "Maybe you guys just overlooked one." "Mac, that's filled with concrete." "We use it as a sign post." "I'd be willin' to bet this is filled with a lot more than just concrete." "Take a listen." " You were right, Mac." " So far, so good." "All right, now we have some evidence." "Step two is finding' out who put it there." "Hi, Tim." "You don't look very surprised, Mac." "No, more disappointed than anything." "But it all adds up, I guess." "Had to be somebody with a run of the plant, somebody who knew how to handle radioactive material." "Why I can't believe this!" "We grew up together." "And you tried to kill me?" "And you killed Bonnie!" "I never killed anybody." "I never expected anybody to die." " I didn't want this to happen." " Put the gun down, Tim." "No!" "No, it's too late for that now." "I, I have to lock you up...both of you." "I don't think either one of us wants to be locked up right now." "There's too much at stake." "I can't help that." "I'm in too deep now to get out." "Come on, Amy." "I'll shoot!" "I mean it, Mac." "No, I don't think so." "Tim, I don't know how you got involved in all this, but somewhere along the line you had to decide whether you're gonna be a killer or not." "You're gonna have to live with that decision." "MacGyver!" "I'm warning you!" "MacGyver!" "Stop!" "Mac, just how well do you read people?" "I'm takin' the final exam right now." "MacGyver, I'll shoot!" "MacGyver!" "Kyle, key the red line to Washington and call the police." "We've got..." "Kyle?" "Afraid he can't do that, Amy." "Well, the other conspirator...or are there more?" "Just the customers we're gonna meet in Canada." "Thirty kilos bring in a pretty hefty price, Chief?" " Fifty million dollars." " That's if you deliver. " " Not if, when." "For God's sakes, Train." "You're selling enough weapons grade uranium to make a nuclear bomb." "What happens to it after I deliver it's no concern of mine." "And you're not gonna care either." "Train, no!" "Listen, there's been enough killing already." "We, we can tie 'em up." "Leave 'em behind." "If we let them live, our face'll be on the front desk of every law enforcement organization in the world." "What?" "No!" "Pressure overload." "Pressure overload." "Relieve manually." "Mac, he shorted out the monitor circuits." "The reactor's going out of control!" " What does that mean?" " Meltdown!" "Oh my God!" "Tim, can we stop it?" "I don't know." "The board's half wrecked." "When that reactor temperature hits critical..." "You know a meltdown won't fry just everybody here in the plant." "We're talkin' about the contamination of half the state." "Cooling system failure." "Commence evacuation procedure." "It's heating up fast!" "Procedure red!" "Procedure red!" "Commence evacuation." "You've gotta get outta here." "There's nothin' more I can do." "Tim, make the call to the NRC first." "We might still be able to get a couple miles away before the reactor goes..." " Make the call and go." " What about you?" "" "Check me on this." "We've got a reactor that's heating up fast." "There's no coolant getting in, right?" "That's it." "In about twelve minutes it's gonna blow." "What about the High Pressure Injection System?" "It's operative." "But there's nothing getting into the reactor." "There's a blockage." "That's what I figured." "So if I can open it manually, we're home free, right?" "Mac, no!" "It'll kill you!" "No way!" "I haven't paid my taxes yet." "Nuclear Processing Corporation, Westport Beach Plant." "We have an incident." "I repeat, we have an incident." "A Marine sergeant once started a charge by yelling' at his men," ""Come on, you wanna live forever?"" "Now I used to think that was about the guttiest thing ever said." "But, of course, the older you get, the more nervous you get." "And I was gettin'." "we need to do a high pressure bleed and feed." "We get the coolant pressure up, and if MacGyver could unblock that reactor feed, she should cool down." "I had the theory, but I'm a long way out of practice." "Pressure's coming up." "Time's running out." "It's on automatic." "It just needs flow regulation." "Oh, I can handle this." "But I need you." "You know, chances are we, we might not make it." "Look, it's worth trying." "See you around." "You can't run forever, MacGyver." "Train, are you crazy?" "We've got a runaway reactor to worry about here." "That's what I'm tryin' to help ya with." "Stop all that worrying'." "Isn't thirty kilos of nuclear explosives enough for you?" "My God, it's enough to level a whole city, enough to kill a quarter of a million people!" "Nobody says that's what they're gonna do with it!" "Yeah, right!" "Who're ya tryin' to kid?" "Besides yourself?" "More money than you could ever dream of, that's what counts." "And the meltdown's started." "That'll cover all the traces." "Oh God!" "What're you...what're you lookin' at?" "Your badge." "It's black." "Ed, you've been hit with a major dose of radioactive material." "You're contaminated." "Put him in the washdown." "That's all we can do." "Hurry up!" "Get me to the shower!" "Kyle, get outta here." "There's nothing you can do now." "What about you?" "It's too late for me...way too late." "okay, but..." "I'm going with you." "Look, Mac, there's washdown water up there, and you are gonna need it to survive." "What about the high pressure injection system?" "It's on line." "Tim's standing by in the control room." "Looks like you passed that final exam, Mac." " Yeah, so did Tim." " I know." " Is something wrong?" " Yeah, I hate heights." "Oh, I forgot that." "And I thought you remembered everything." "Amy, give me some water!" "Is it moving?" "It's stuck!" "Damn!" "Oh no!" "You'll never get it off without that wrench!" "Amy, give me Train's gun!" "Please!" "Come on!" " More water, Amy!" "I hate heights and I despise guns." "So how the hell did I get myself up here?" "Please!" "Please, God!" "Do it, Mac!" "Hot damn!" "There she blows!" "First time in my life I've ever been happy to have my hands on a gun!" " Yeah!" " You did it!" "Oh, yeah!" "A lot of strong memories you stirred up here in Westport Beach, Mr. MacGyver." "Well, you've kinda conjured a couple that I'll be takin' home myself, Miss Austin." "And I'll be hangin' on to 'em for quite some time." "You know, sometimes I wish we could find a way back to that crossroad, Mac." "Yeah?" "What do you think we'd find?" "Just what we have...our friendship." "Did you ever wonder how we kept hold of that through everything?" "Well, that's easy." "It's how we started." "Á¦ÀÛÀÚ Á¤º¸¸¸Àº °íÄ¡Áö ¸"¾ÆÁÖ¼¼¿ä"