"Some people say there are no more frontiers left for us to conquer, but then again, some people still go out into the wilderness in search of their dream." "MacGyver!" "Hey, Mac!" "Trouble is, sometimes that dream can become a living nightmare." "Darlin'!" "Oh..." "Oh, I've missed you, MacGyver." "Oh, elegant as ever." "As beautiful as ever." "And, also sexy!" "How did Bill ever see you before I did?" "Oh, just lucky, I guess." "Yeah, I'd say." "How is he?" "Terrific." "Really." "And how's the project?" "Wonderful, exciting, and Bill says it's gonna make us rich." "Always said you're my best friend." "Okay, Torg, tie it off!" "Slow it down." "Okay, Bill." "Hold the drilling bit steady." "Okay, I got it." "Hey, come on, let's go." "That'll take us down to about 1,800 feet." "Yeah, maybe we'll have to go down another 2,000." "You gotta have faith." "I smell hydrocarbons." "There's oil down there, son!" "Hold it!" "Wow!" "Gas pocket!" "Whoo!" "But it means there's really oil down there, Bill!" "Yeah!" "Come on, baby!" "Come on up!" "Hey-uh, hey-uh, hey-uh, hey-uh, hey." "Oh, I thank you, God." "We gotta let the gas bleed out before we can drill." "Hey, MacGyver!" "We're gonna be rich!" "Hey, Pete," "I want you to meet my best friend." "Oh, yeah!" "Whoo!" "Damn, MacGyver!" "I don't hardly recognize you." "That's 'cause I'm not me anymore." "Where have you been?" "Oh, you, get over here!" "Get over here with me." "Get over here." "Hey, glad you could drop by my estate." "I was in the neighborhood." "What can I say?" "It's good to see ya." "You, too." "It's been a while." "Master of the understatement." "It's been a while." "What was it, Sumatra?" "Yeah." "Flew straight in from Texas all duded up in your fancy hat, your ten-gallon boots and put on a party." "Didn't even know where Sumatra was." "I had jet lag... from heavy-duty partying'." "Yeah." "Before I met you, hon." "Oh, sure, sure." "Was he as hopeless a liar when he was a kid, huh?" "I'd be lyin' if I said no." "Mm-hmm." "Hey, I'm about to forget my manners." "Hey, Pete!" "Get over here." "Got somebody I want you to meet." "MacGyver" "Pete Torgut" "Hey, Pete, how you doin'?" "Pleasure." "Heard a lot about you." "Hellcattin' with this clown?" "No way!" "No, I'd help rig the well, but he'd blow it out." "Oh, MacGyver's just being modest." "Listen, I got some more picking' up to do." "Thanks for droppin' down." "So this is what you gave up hellfightin' for." "You know, wildcat drillin' isn't exactly the greatest way to make a living." "Make a living." "Mac, if today's core samples check out with the geological reports you brought me, man, we're sitting on an empire." "You wanna buy a share?" "Yeah, line it up here, Pete." "Yeah." "Have a look." "This is our area." "That could be our gas pocket." "Where is that striation overlay?" "Let's see if it matches up." "Laura, look, look." "Oh, you're just amazing." "Man of many, many, many, many, many, many talents." "I'll say." "Fresh coffee." "Get it while it's hot." "Bill?" "Thanks, hon." "Pete?" "Oh, thank you." "Put the light on, would you?" "Oh, sure." "See how that lower level juts down..." "Yeah, but we've gone deeper than enough already." "Fuse blew again." "Oh, no!" "Got a fuse box?" "Uh-huh." "See, I was right, Pete." "Where's that second overlay?" "Well, there's the problem." "Got a spare fuse?" "You're holding it." "I, uh, tried to make do with shorter orders on the supply runs -- fuses, batteries for the radio..." "Guess it's kinda catching up to me now." "Gum?" "No, thanks." "So things are kinda tight, huh?" "Yeah, kinda." "What're you doing with that gum wrapper?" "Well, maybe we can get around this fuse problem...temporarily." "Great!" "You fixed the fuse!" "Now why can't I come up with money-saving ideas like that?" "Listen, Laura, when Bill got hurt, how bad was it?" "I thought he was gonna die." "Three months in the burnward." "It was my worst nightmare." "So he quit?" "He was the best, you know." "Sure, and probably tough enough just to last forever." "But I'm not." "And I asked hi m to make a choice:" "hellfighting... or us." "He chose right." "I don't know." "We've put all the money we saved into it, every cent that we could borrow." "Nothing's left." "It's all out there... this land and that derrick." "If this doesn't work out..." "Bill'll go back to hellfighting." "And..." "I..." "Hey, Bill, look at this!" "It all checks out!" "Let's see." "There it is." "That's it." "Oil!" "Laura, we're gonna be rich!" "It looks good!" "We did it, babe!" "We did it." "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "We did it!" "All right!" "We're gonna be rich!" "Oh, I love you!" "Pete, cut the power!" "One of the bulbs blew!" "No!" "Get back, it's gonna blow!" "Get outta here!" "Get out!" "Help!" "Pete!" "Pete!" "Oh, God!" "Stay back!" "Get back!" "Come on, get him!" "Get it off!" "Oh, God." "Turn him over!" "Come on!" "Hurry!" "God, hurry!" "Easy, Pete." "You'll be all right." "You know, you got yourself a simple fracture there." "Got off lucky." "Yeah, I'm a real lucky guy." "Couldn't get any better." "Of course, you know we're going to have to give it a pretty good yank to straighten it, get a splint on it." "Well, what are you waiting for, Doc?" "Let's do it!" "Oh, I was just wondering..." "Do you have any doubts you can do it?" "Oh, no, that's no problem." "It has to do with Curie's Law." "Curie's what?" "Curie's Law?" "Yeah." "You know, the one that says the magnetic susceptibility of a paramagnetic substance is inversely proportional to the absolute temperature." "You know." "The magnetic susceptibility to the..." "On the other hand..." "don't think about it." "Oh... whew." "You're real slick, MacGyver." "Well, naked dancing girls might have been a little better, but... you know." "Just let everything flow, okay?" "Okay." "All right." "Good man." "I get the feeling we're not rich anymore." "You know, you guys are losing me here." "You know, there are all kinds of hydrocarbons coming out of that hole." "Even with my limited experience, that generally means there's oil down there." "I agree." "Just wait for the supply plane, hire a fire-fighting crew." "Your credit ought to be good with all that oil coming in" "Not inside the next two weeks." "Which is when our lease runs out." "No way we can get a crew here inside two months." "Well, maybe we ought to consider putting it out ourselves." "With what?" "Know-how, ingenuity... dynamite wouldn't hurt." "The last time I did that kind of thing," "I used 5 million dollars worth of equipment and explosives." "We don't have any gear." "And the dynamite blew away yesterday." "Bill, they used dynamite up at Tenstrike Mine." "Where's that?" "It's an old strip mining operation." "Played out six, seven years ago." "It's abandoned." "Maybe they left some stuff behind." "We could maybe do it." "No." "I almost lost you once, Bill." "You made me a promise." "No more hellfighting." "You know, Laura, I've worked with Bill before." "Bet you I could handle it... with Bill backing me up, of course." "He wouldn't have to go in?" "No way." "Who needs him?" "I can do that part myself, providing we find some dynamite up at the mine." "Listen, does that truck run?" "Damn well better." "That mine's 40, 50 miles other side of the hills." "Well, then, why don't we take off at first light?" "This road would definitely be an "E" ride at Disneyland." "Yeah, it's a roller coaster, all right." "We ought to be reaching that old mine pretty soon." "Unless we're lost." "Hey, there she is!" "Tenstrike Mine up ahead!" "Where do you think they stored the dynamite around here?" "Powder shack." "Look for the powder shack." "What do you say-- over there?" "Yeah, it looks like it." "Cross your fingers that they left something we can use behind." "Yeah, finders keepers." "Well, if there's any dynamite around, it'd be in here." "Look at that." "Plenty for what we need." "Oh!" "Oh, right!" "You always did have great moves." "I wonder if I could sue the builder?" "You know this building's coming down with the first strong wind." "Hey, you want to live forever?" "Thinking about it." "Stuff's been here for awhile." "Yeah." "Could be touchy." "Let's see what we got here." "It's dry." "Yeah, too dry." "I'll bet you a lot of the nitroglycerin has leaked out already." "Well, let's try it." "Pure nitro." "That stuff will go off if you sneeze." "Let's try not to sneeze." "The stuff works good." "Well, that may be unstable, but there's nothing worse than pure nitro." "Still..." "It's going to be fun putting it on my fire." "...two... three!" "Oh!" "You okay?" "Yeah." "How does that feel?" "Good." "Good." "What was it you said to me one time?" "You'd rather be burned than bored?" "Sure would." "And you know all about that, Mac." "Yeah, but I'm not married" "Laura's the reason I gave it up." "There's no question about that." "I have no regrets." "You know, Laura, I'm starting to understand what Bill used to do." "Fighting something like that-- that would scare the hell out of me." "We can put out the fire, we bring in the well." "That's all I want." "And then I'll settle down." "I'll get fat, I'll have kids." "Uh-huh." "And I'll tell dumb stories about how great I used to be." "And how we put out that fire, Mac." "I just love Bill so much." "And there's something in him that... really scares me." "Come on, this one last time, man." "One last time." "That's all I want." "Okay?" "It's a rush, Mac!" "You got that right." "Come on." "All right, let's do it." "All right!" "You know, back in the 1820s, they used to truck nitro out to the fields." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "They used to call that the suicide run, didn't they?" "You scared?" "You bet." "Me, too." "Ain't it great?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Laura, you really think we still got a chance?" "With Bill and MacGyver together?" "They can work miracles." "We gotta get this hose laid out before they get back." "I'll unwrap it." "Okay." "Uh, give me the connection." "All right, take it." "You ever drop one of these?" "Not recently." "You?" "Well, in Tulsa, Oklahoma, a guy once bet me that I couldn't balance a stick of burning dynamite on my forehead." "Yeah, what happened?" "Blew my head off." "Ooh, MacGyver?" "You know what I said about blowing my head off?" "Yeah." "Joke, man." "A dumb joke." "Be right back." "Ah." "I'm not going anywhere." "Hold, darling." "Hold it, baby, hold it." "Okay, uh..." "Pow." "You better hurry." "Hand me..." "Oh, my..." "Hand me your case." "Got it?" "Yeah." "Whew." "That's definitely not going to work." "Bill?" "What?" "Take this case." "Give me one good reason why." "Laura." "Get outta here." "Take it." "Okay." "Now, gently, will ya?" "Tell that to be gentle." "Hurry." "Hurry." "You are crazy!" "I mean, certifiable." "Yeah?" "What does that make you?" "Oh..." "Oh..." "Well, let's get this fire food... on the road." "Yeah." "All right, first thing we got to do is build a little cradle for that nitro." "Hey, these wagon springs ought to give that stuff a safe ride." "And some nice absorbent sand in case anything drips out." "Hey, I'm with you, Mac." "I want those blast ing sticks to feel real comfortable on the ride back." "Listen, Bill, you know any other way home besides that washboard road we took?" "You don't want it to be too easy, do you?" "Well, nitro looks cozy." "Oh, terrific." "Just 54 bumpy miles to go." "Watch that back wheel, Mac." "Here comes the ditch." "Could you wind down a little, please?" "Thank you." "You're fine, fine." "It's okay." "I'm sure we'll know when it's not." "Oh, boy, you're a real comfort." "Okay, Pete, crank it about a quarter of the way open." "Okay." "You must know a lot about hell-fighting working with Bill, huh?" "Too much." "Do you use the water to wet down the fire?" "No, the firefighters." "Most importantly, the explosives." "You go in carrying an explosive charge." "Has to keep being hosed down so it doesn't just blow from the fire." "Okay, Pete, cut it." "You rig the charge so that, uh, they can go right into the gut of the fire, and when it explodes, it eats up all the oxygen, and it blows out the fire like a birthday candle." "Simple, huh?" "Yeah... when it works." "You know, Laura's real shook up over what happen ed in that last fire." "It ain't my happiest memory, either." "Hey, watch that bump." "So, what happened in that fire?" "Oh, come on, that's... that's a long story." "I'll tell it to you sometime." "If that's what it's like going over little rocks, stay clear of the boulders." "Well, how do you feel about crossing streams?" "Just dip in one toe at a time." "See?" "No problem." "What was it you were saying?" "Well, must be one of those days." "Your linkage spring is busted." "You got a ball-point pen?" "There's one in the glove compartment." "Should I bother to ask why?" "Thank you." "You always got an answer." "It doesn't always work." "No, your batting average is pretty good." "Just get us back." "Why?" "Thought you were having fun." "Well, yeah, but there's oil under that rig, and I think I can handle being rich." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Mansions, yachts, maybe even a new truck." "Try it, will you?" "All right, try it again, Bill." "Yeah." "Hey!" "Nice going!" "Voila!" "You can forget about that new truck." "I'll take a dozen of those ballpoint pens." "I got a good feeling, Mac." "We're gonna beat that fire." "We're gonna win, partner." "The eternal optimist." "That's why I like you." "Yeah." "Boy, I can hardly wait to see Laura's big smile when we come bouncing in there." "Don't say bouncing." "Fasten your seat belt, Mac." "The hills are coming." "Everything still looks secure." "Hey!" "Homestretch!" "Pete!" "Yeah!" "They made it!" "All right!" "Hey, did you feel that?" "We could be in a little trouble here." "MacGyver!" "Brakes are gone." "Hang on!" "Pete?" "They're going awfully fast." "Oh, God!" "Oh, no!" "Oh!" "God!" "Piece of cake." "Yeah." "Let's not drop it, or we might not be around to pick up the pieces." "Set it down easy." "All right, Billy boy, you tell me, how do we put that thing out?" "Well, the last time I used a heat-proof vehicle." "Sort of a tank, with an extensor armon it." "It was computer-controlled with a directional mechanism for fine-tuning." "This time I think it's gonna be more like the old days." "Prayers and guts." "Uh, wait a minute, here." "He's thinking." "I can hear the gears grinding away." "How close am I gonna have to get to that thing?" "Near enough to drop a charge down to the well casing." "But the closer you get, the temperature goes up exponentially." "Eight, maybe ten degrees a foot squared." "So you gotta go in far as you can, extending the charge on the end of the pole." "Looks like I'm gonna need a longer pole or I'm gonna fry." "Yeah, it looks that way." "Well, I guess I'm gonna have to entertain a couple of theories a few of my buddies came up with a while ago." "Archimedes and Euclid, you may have heard of them." "But we're definitely gonna need some stuff." "Yeah, we're gonna need a heat shield like this old refrigerator." "We got that." "We got our transportation." "And the track for it." "And we got our dynamite." "There you are." "You know what?" "I think that could work." "Where do we start?" "Well, the way you start any railroad." "You lay track." "You ready?" "Ready." "Move it." "Laura, fill thisthermos with all the liquid nitro you can squeeze out of those sticks." "And need I say,be careful." "How's it going?" "That's great." "Wait a minute." "Bill!" "MacGyver, soup's on." "Keep it moving, honey." "Get it down in that sand." "Okay." "Careful now." "Yeah." "Hey, Bill." "Come on, we need some help here, bud." "No." "You can't handle it by yourself." "Not in there." "Bill..." "I think that's my choice, son." "No!" "And you know why." "That wasn't your fault." "My God, three months in a burnward," "I think that's enough punishment, don't you?" "For three lives." "The guys on my crew, man, they bought it." "They all bought it." "They're dead, Mac." "If you go in there by yourself, you're gonna die, too." "So, no." "This one's mine." "You made me a promise." "To let a good friend kill himself, Laura?" "I think I said that was my choice." "All right?" "No, Bill!" "Stop it!" "What's the matter with you?" "Please!" "Stop it, you two!" "Stop!" "MacGyver!" "Please!" "Stop it!" "Have you both gone crazy?" "Stop!" "What's the matter with you?" "Stop, I said!" "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "I said stop it!" "Stop!" "Get off him!" "Bill's right." "You can't do it alone, MacGyver." "And don't say another word, Farren!" "Okay!" "Honey..." "Look, you're going in." "This one last time." "But the two of you together." "That's the way you got this far." "Laura, you know, I..." "Look, you'll fry your tail in there without Bill." "Damn it, he's the best!" "So are you." "You heard the lady." "Yeah." "Ow." "Let's go!" "Okay, baby, I want you to keep that water cool." "Okay." "while we head into the fire." "Come on." "Good luck." "Keep it up, honey." "MacGyver, this is as close as we can get." "Water!" "Careful!" "That was close." "Very close." "Better check the hitch release." "It has to open easy so the charge will pop." "Okay, it works fine." "Now let's get it to the shaft." "It's too hot in here." "Turn it all the way up, Pete!" "Turn it up!" "Keep it coming, Laura." "That's the right amount of tension, MacGyver." "Oh, it's stuck." "I gotta go out!" "Right here, Laura." "Slide it forward, Mac." "You got it!" "Now get back in here or you'll be fried!" "Laura!" "Mac, come on!" "Let's keep that canister moving forward." "It's just about over the shaft." "Turn it up, Pete." "Turn it up." "Pete, come on, yeah!" "All right, get ready to move!" "Are you ready?" "Yeah!" "Let's go!" "Go!" "Go, go, go!" "All right." "For sure." "Yeah." "For damned sure." "So what's next?" "Well, we know there's oil there." "We just need to build up a new derrick..." "Start drilling that hole, soon as I can work again." "You'll heal." "I know it, buddy." "Think you oughta do that a little sooner." "Like maybe get someone to help you." "Hire somebody." "Out here?" "Where in the world are we gonna find...?" "I've been wanting to take a nice long vacation, a little rest and relaxation." "Spend some time with friends, party down." "I'll help you bring in the well." "Then you're hired." "All right!" "I like that." "You're the best." "Right." "Ready... break." "Whoo!"