MacGyver

Come on.

Let's go!

- Whoa. - (Jack yelling)

That's three times now!

It's four. Hey.

Now we're even, punk!

Oh, Mac, I just think I got a concussion.

Now I'm seeing double. Get him, Mac.

MacGYVER: Jack, I could use some restraints, man!

I'm on the ground. One step at a time!

Guys, you better hurry up.

Elvis has friends headed your way.

I thought you said our target's name was Victor Henley.

Elvis is the code name we gave him.

Every package gets one.

Ah, spy speak. Cool.

Guys, they just got on the elevator.

Get to the chopper now.

Three stories, that means we've got, uh...

No, Mac! This is stressful enough.

Well, it wouldn't be

if you had remembered to bring more restraints.

Hey, I'm not Costco!

The op said one guy. I brought one zip tie.

Well, we learned something today, didn't we, Jack?

Riley should have this job!

Remind me to tell Jack about the second rule of thermodynamics.

It states that the entropy in any system

will always decrease over time.

I don't know what you're talking about over there.

Basically, it means that everything eventually goes caca.

Caca. Got it.

- (shouts) - I got caca.

No, you don't got it, 'cause if you did

you would've brought more zip ties.

I'm not the bad guy!

I figure if we ever need anything

we'll just make it, anyway.

That's cute.

Okay. Jack, hold him still.

What do you think I'm trying to do?!

- Let him go. - You're sure?

Yes, now.

- Hurry. - Okay.

- Your belt. - (grunting)

- What? - Just give me your belt.

That was fun to watch.

Oh, glad we could entertain you.

Guys, chopper now.

Come on, boy. Get in here.

Yeah, we should go.

- Uh... - Copy that!

Hold onto your jewels, boys.

Elvis has left the building.

: Yeah.

Victor!

Nice smile for the International Criminal Court.

Ah, there it is!

Hey, now one for my personal dirtbag collection.

You can have fun with this one if you want to, okay?

Something goofy.

- (whoops) - (mumbles)

Oh, there it is. Thank you.

What? I can't make that out.

Hey, Mac, can you make this out?

I don't know, something about

"I'm sorry I committed all those war crimes."

- Hey! What? - And you just lost

- your daylight privileges. - Whoa.

Settle down!

Riley, identify confirmation photo coming your way.

Congrats, fellas.

Not a bad way to meet a new boss.

I definitely must have a concussion

'cause I thought I just heard Bozer say

we're getting a new boss?

I'm sorry, Jack.

I was trying to find a way

to break the news to you gently.

I know you were hoping Oversight

would promote from within, but...

Only because I have the experience

and the seniority, yeah.

Yeah, man, I was really looking forward

to disobeying your direct orders.

Who's Thornton's replacement?

Effective immediately,

Matilda Webber will be taking over

as director of operations.

Matty the Hun?!

Oh, that's no bueno, amigo.

Really?

She's HSI royalty, from what I can gather.

I pulled up some of her old mission debriefs.

She seems like quite the badass.

Yeah, Matty Webber's an absolute legend in covert ops.

Oh, she's a legend, all right.

You know who else was a legend?

Dracula. The Wolf Man. Frankenstein.

A fire-breathing dragon.

You see where I'm going with this?

Yeah, let me guess. You two have history?

Matty ran covert ops for the CIA when I was in South America,

so she was, like, my boss for 18 months.

And there it is.

There what is?

What did you do to her?

I didn't do anything to her!

What?

I didn't. I also didn't have gray hair

before I started working with Matty Webber.

You know, I once heard she made the director of the NSA cry.

I heard she hung up on Putin,

and ten minutes later he called back to apologize.

Badass.

Great. So, Riley and I

might as well start packing our offices now.

Okay, A: neither of us have offices;

I'm not packing anything.

She sounds awesome.

I'm looking forward to meeting her. Why aren't you?

Uh, maybe because the person who hired both of us

was just arrested for treason.

Every decision Thornton made is now under a microscope,

which includes recruiting a burger flipper

and springing a hacker from federal prison.

Is that what I think it is?

It depends. If you think

it's a surface-to-air missile, then yes.

Strap in.

Guys, what's going on?

We have an incoming missile.

What's that code for?

Incoming missile.

Hold on!

It's coming around.

I can't get a visual. Can anybody see it?

No! Nothing!

Second missile.

I got eyes on number one!

Eight o'clock!

Okay. I'm gonna try something.

Detonation! Confirmed, detonation.

One down, one to go!

Here she comes!

Yeah, I got this. I got this.

She's sticky. Changing vectors.

It's gaining!

I can't break the lock.

Hey, Mac, you know I trust you,

but that's gonna make a horrible parachute.

Not using it as a parachute.

Oh, I get it. You're making chaff.

Confusing sensors. Good idea.

- Glad you approve. - (laughs)

We're caught in the blowback.

Mayday, Mayday! We're going down.

Mac, what's going on?

We're going down. - Mac!

Mac!

- (breathing heavily) - (Cynthia shouts)

Hey, Mac.

Mac, come here and help me, man. I can't get her out.

We're gonna need some leverage.

Here. I got you. We got you.

- Yeah, that's it. - (Cynthia grunts)

One... two... three.

That's it. I got her. I got her. (grunts)

Hey, whoever shot us down is gonna be coming back to confirm the kill.

This fire's just drawing them a road map.

- Okay, you put it out. I got her. - Yeah.

I'm fine. It's okay.

Where's Victor?

Your tibia's fractured. I need to stabilize it...

otherwise, the bone might cut the artery.

I'll be right back.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Okay. - I know. Victor.

Anyone know where we are?

We're about 50 clicks from Taraz,

just north of the Kazakhstani border.

That's probably the closest sign of civilization.

They'll find us. Don't worry.

Look, we were flying way under radar altitude

when we were diverted from our flight plan

when those missiles started flying,

and our transponder's in there.

- Our trans... - Done. Done.