MacGyver (2016–…): Season 3, Episode 3 - Bozer + Booze + Back to School - full transcript

[breathing heavily]

[MacGyver] You
can do this, Boze.

- You can do this.
- I can do this.

I can do this.

I don't know if I can do this.

I know you can do this.

I have faith in you.
You trained for this.

Now... are you ready?

I'm ready.

What are you?

I'm ready!



- [grunting]
- Here we go.

[cheering]

["Primadonna Like Me"
by The Struts playing]

All right, we need to move.

He's having way too much fun.

[all] Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!

So, when you said you'd be in
town and you wanted to see me...

I didn't think you
meant a stakeout.

I know. My bad. But
it's nice to have backup.

- Oh, so I'm backup?
- Super sexy backup.

Mm-hmm.

- [chuckles]
- Just think of it as a taste

of what it'd be like to
work with the Colton's.

I told you I'd think about it.



Sooner or later you're gonna
have to give me an answer.

[door opens]

[Jack grunts]

- Jack, what are you doing here?
- Hey, we had an agreement.

Same time, same place, once
a week: Skee-Ball and pizza.

Okay? You were a
no-show. I got worried.

So, I had one of the
many nerds in the lab

- trace your cell phone.
- Sorry, Jack. That's my bad.

- I asked Riley to hang with me.
- It's not your fault, Billy.

Well, I tried to leave you a message,
but someone's voice mail was full.

Oh, okay. I'm sorry.

Yeah, I got so many new cell phones,
I can't even keep up with messages.

So... what's better than
Skee-Ball and pizza?

- We're following a skip.
- A skip?

- A bounty?
- Oh, yeah.

- [phone chimes]
- Uh-oh.

Change of plans. Looks like Mama got a
tip that he's headed to a house downtown.

Yeah, let's go, let's go. I'm
always up for some bounty hunting.

Oh. Oh, I know that look.

Am I the third
wheel? I mean, I get it.

There ain't nothing
cool about a tricycle.

I can head out and get
a bite to eat solo-style.

- [phone chimes]
- I like the solitude.

- Wait, Matty wants to see me ASAP.
- I didn't get a message from Matty.

Well, maybe she tried to
leave you a voice mail, too.

Well, we'll clear
this up right now.

[phone beeps]

Looks like I got some free time.

Well, since Jack's free and
you just lost your backup,

why don't you two... you know.

Work together?

Oh, I like the sound of that. Yeah.
Yeah, I like where this is going.

Okay.

- You boys have fun.
- Don't you worry about that.

- Behave.
- Uh-huh.

- Mm-hmm.
- Those were...

You mind if I hop up front?

- Be my guest.
- Yeah!

Sorry to cut your date short.

- Wasn't a date.
- It wasn't?

- No.
- Billy didn't fly into town to see you?

[gasps] Did you guys break up?

- Wait, what?
- Folks. Work brains. Timely crisis.

As compelling as this soap
opera is, we have a situation.

In the last 48 hours, two bombs,

both made from transparent
explosives, detonated in Morocco.

I thought transparent explosives
were still in the theoretical phase.

Oh, I'd say we're well beyond
the theoretical phase, Mac.

The first bomb took out a
weapons manufacturing plant.

The second destroyed a
government training facility.

Okay, for those of us who
aren't experts in kaboom?

Uh, transparent bombs
are cutting-edge explosives.

They're made from thin,
see-through, volatile material

that can be molded
to cover any object.

[Matty] A-plus, Blondie.

Two weeks ago, three labs

at three different science and
tech firms were broken into.

The material stolen, when combined,
gave the thieves everything they needed

to build the world's first
two transparent bombs.

Well, do we have any suspects?

Meet Kyle, Caroline, and Nick.

All three were students
at Western Tech.

After graduation, each went to
work for one of the three R & D firms

that was just robbed.

- So these three are working together?
- No. And this is where it gets strange.

They all graduated different
years, and as far as we can tell,

they never crossed
paths at school or after.

How do three people who have
never come in contact with each other

manage to build a
high-tech bomb together?

Forty-eight hours before
the thefts took place,

all three received e-mails
giving them the green light

to proceed with their mission.

So someone's recruiting sleeper
agents out of Western Tech.

It appears so. And
we have no idea who,

because after Caroline, Kyle,
and Nick completed their task,

all three were murdered.

Damn. That's just cold.

None of these students seem
like the type to betray their country,

so how did they get recruited?

Maybe these three, at first,

thought that they were being
recruited into a collegiate secret society.

- Like Yale's Skull and Bones.
- [Matty] The only thing

we know for sure about whoever's

pulling the strings is that
they're sending e-mails

from the Western Tech campus,
which is why, as of a half an hour ago,

the four of you have been accepted
as transfer students to Western Tech.

Congratulations.

Wait, so let me get this straight.
We're going back to college?

That's correct, Bozer.

- But let me be clear.
- Yes.

This is not about keg
stands or rush parties.

The four of you are going undercover
to smoke out a skilled handler

who's building an army
of domestic terrorists.

- Are we clear?
- [all] Yes, ma'am.

["Welcome to the Party
[Remix]" by Diplo playing]

♪ Lil Pump ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, esskeetit... ♪

Man. This is dope.
Like, really dope.

- Think he's excited?
- Maybe a tad.

Pace yourself, Bozer.

You don't seem as excited, Mac.

It's just weird being back on campus.
Don't know what I was expecting.

I dropped out before I
finished so I could join the Army.

- Hmm.
- Better enlisted than incarcerated.

I went to a supermax
instead of college.

Well, I loved college. Some
of the best years of my life.

You went to film school, Bozer.
That definitely doesn't count.

[MacGyver and Leanna laugh]

What about you, Leanna?

Uh, you mean Ms.
Track Scholarship?

You say that like
it's a bad thing.

Not bad, just boring.

- Weren't you studying all the time?
- Yeah.

Because I had to keep up my
GPA. Not a ton of time for parties.

Just me, my books,
and a lot of coffee.

- Like I said: boring.
- You know what?

[Bozer laughs] Aw, I'm joking.

What do you say we
make up for that right now

and try to get expelled
on our first day?

Okay, now. Clear to enter.

[Leanna] Take your next left.

The server room should
be just down the stairs.

Wait, guys, stop.

Two rubber guns about
to round the corner.

[whispering] Here, get to cover.

Um, we'll create a distraction.
You get to the server room.

- Dude! We did it.
- Hey, you two.

What are you guys doing
here? This is a secure building.

Pledge chair's gonna be pissed.
I told you this was a bad idea.

Oh, you told me? You're
the one who bragged

he could get into any
building on campus.

And guess what? I
did. We're inside. Yeah.

I can't wait for pledge
week to be over. Let's go.

- [Bozer grunting]
- But it's his... but it...

Can you put him in jail?

Then this Terry Crews-looking
dude grabbed me,

- and I think he bruised my clavicle.
- That's your clavicle.

Were you able to
access the server room?

Yeah. I hard-lined in and
confirmed Matty was right.

Whoever's been sending
these recruitment e-mails

is definitely on this campus. But
that's where the good news ends.

So you couldn't identify them?

No. Digitally, there's
no way to track them.

More bad news: I
found more e-mails.

- How many more?
- A lot.

Each one mobilizing
a former student

to either steal bomb
components or carry out an attack.

So those two transparent
bombs weren't an isolated event.

No, not even close.

Someone's been
recruiting students

from this campus and turning
them into terrorists for years.

["Let's Get Down Tonight"
by Rubin Hood playing]

- Uh, what are you doing?
- Well, I was studying.

- I have a paper due in two days.
- Are you serious?

We're gonna be done
with this op in two days.

You don't know that. We
could be digging into this

spy ring for weeks, and being
undercover means blending in.

Which means studying.

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

- Is that music getting louder?
- I think so.

Blending in means partying.

Okay? No one in college
takes studying seriously.

- I did.
- So did I.

Yeah, I probably
would have, too.

Okay, Matty, upload's complete.
You have all the e-mails we found.

These e-mails go back a decade.

- What did you say?
- That's it. I'm kicking someone's ass.

We're undercover.
Just... I'm just saying.

♪ I want you, baby ♪

♪ I want you ♪

♪ I want you crazy ♪

Hey, there.

[chuckles] Uh, you look thirsty.

Want to come inside for a drink?

Tempting. But, uh, I have
a test in about an hour.

Do you guys think you could
turn the music down a little bit

- so I can get some studying done?
- [men laugh]

That's what the,
uh, library's for.

Yeah, as if you've
ever been there.

I've been there.
Once. On a tour.

So, how about that brew?

♪ Let's get down tonight ♪

I take it that went well.

Remind me to lower all
their GPAs when this is over.

[knocking at door]

Zeta Kappa Tau party tonight.

Hell, yeah. I'll
take one of those.

I'm sorry. I just ran out.

You're literally
holding a stack.

Right there. I'm looking at 'em.

You should come. Bring her.

Not him.

Very disrespectful.

Sorry, Matty. You were saying?

[Matty] I was saying these
e-mails go back to '08.

Factoring this in, we uncovered
that every time a message goes out,

an attack happens
less than 24 hours later.

Guys, we uncovered a pattern.

Yeah. A pattern we could
use to connect this ring

to a decade's worth
of unsolved bombings.

The recruiter has been at
Western Tech at least that long,

so it can't be a student.

I've had our techs start looking
into the profiles of every staff

and faculty member
there with this in mind.

We've come up with a suspect.

Elliot Lambeau, Professor of
Material Science and Engineering.

Material science. That means
he'd have the, uh, knowledge

and skill needed to
make transparent bombs.

And look, he's been arrested a dozen
times since he started teaching here

- at protests that turned violent.
- [Leanna] And a lot of the graduates

involved in these attacks
took his class over the years.

This has got to be our guy.
We should pay him a visit.

He just started a lecture.

Mac, go sit in on his class
and get a read on him.

The rest of you, go find me
evidence he's our recruiter.

The stress parallel to the slope
that pulls the object in the downslope

direction parallel to the
slope. So... Excuse me?

- Do you have a cell phone?
- Um... yeah.

Do you need it?

And on that phone on the
top, right in the middle is what?

- The...
- The answer I'm looking for is a clock.

So there was no reason for you to be
32 minutes late to my lecture, Mister...?

- MacGyver.
- Mm. Come here. Come over here.

Since you didn't think it was
important to join us on time,

I can only assume
that you've already

mastered the engineering
principles of slope stability.

So, there is an... object
at the bottom of this box.

I want you to retrieve it
using those principles.

Um... with all due respect,
there's an easier way to do this.

[groans] Using the principles of
fluidization, I can "liquefy" the sand,

which is a lot quicker than if I
used the principles of slope stability.

[whirring]

[high-pitched whirr, whoosh]

[students murmuring]

Hmm. Well, that's
certainly one way to do it.

But it's not the correct way.

Go take a seat.

Okay, Matty, we're
in Lambeau's office.

[Matty] Guys, hurry up.
His class will be over soon.

[Leanna] Hold up, Bozer.

That one's wired. If you
open it, an alarm will go off.

Okay. No problem.

I got this.

- Did you learn that from Mac?
- Nope.

Learned this little trick while
working on a student film.

Heist movie.

[laughs]

Guess film school was
good for something after all.

I hope there's something
incriminating on that computer, Riley,

'cause all we got here are
tests waiting to be graded.

You know, this Victor
guy doesn't seem that bad.

All he's got's a
few petty thefts.

Yeah, and then he graduated to robbing
convenience stores and stealing cars.

Actually, you mean convenience
"store" and "car," both singular.

Felonies, for sure, but it's not like
this guy's a hardened war criminal

or an international
terrorist or anything like that.

Look, the flavor of a criminal
doesn't matter. A criminal is a criminal.

That's not...

In my experience, that
isn't always the case.

Now listen to this:

It says here that Victor's dad died
when he was 12, and his mother had...

Oh, my gosh, I mean, his mother
had a litany of problems, so,

this kid had no parental
guidance whatsoever.

I mean, what's gonna
happen? Tell me. Huh? Trouble.

All right, you're
reading too far into this.

You mind if I give
you a piece of advice?

- Sure.
- Don't humanize the skip.

It only makes the job harder.
Now this guy jumped bail.

I was hired to hunt him down,
not figure out why he did it.

And is this super
detached emotional thing

something you apply only to
work, or in your personal life?

Now, is this your clever way of
asking about my relationship with Riley?

Give that man a gold star.

I knew you were
a smart guy, Billy.

- So, are you two exclusive?
- Yeah, as far as I'm concerned, we are.

And do you see a future in
this, or are you just having fun?

[laughs]

- Look, Jack...
- I would encourage you

to choose your
words very carefully.

Now, that's my little girl.

I care for Riley... a lot.

And I take this
relationship very seriously.

So much so that I convinced
my mama to offer her a job.

Wait, the Colton's
offered Riley a job?

- There.
- In Louisiana?

- When did this happen?
- What?

- You know, Riley, the job interview.
- Jack, we got to cut him off.

Answer the question.

- I'll stay on him, you go around.
- Answer the question.

[engine revs]

[tires squealing]

- Billy?
- Jack, what the hell?!

I told you to go around
so we could cut him off!

My bad.

[Matty] Guys, Professor
Lambeau's class just ended.

Please tell me you're
wrapping this up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold
on, hold on. I found something.

- [beeps]
- He's got a hidden bank account.

Whoa. That's way more than even a
tenured professor should be making.

Could be the funding for
his recruitment operation.

Riley, can you
source this money?

Yeah, I can, but it's
gonna take some time.

Mac, stall him.

Professor, I'd like to apologize
for being late to the lecture.

I appreciate that, Mr. MacGyver.

You know... that was a pretty
advanced trick you pulled.

Most students barely
have an answer,

let alone show up the professor
after being put on the spot in class.

I wasn't trying to
show you up, but...

just thinking outside of
the box is kind of my thing.

Mm-hmm. Why haven't
I seen you before?

I actually just transferred
from State, so...

Uh-huh. And you clearly
have a grasp with the material.

- Why are you taking the course?
- All of your other lectures were full,

and you and I share interest
in a lot of the same causes.

- Do we?
- Yeah.

Hm.

Well, we're gonna have
to pick this up on Monday.

Uh, it would be great if I could
ask you a few more questions.

No, um... I really...
I have to go.

It would be better
if you stayed.

[grunts]

[hissing]

Mac, was that an explosion?

Uh, yeah. Lambeau
tried to make a run for it.

I said stall him, not stun him.

Well, I did both. He'll be fine.

But is he our guy?
He was acting shady.

He tried to hit me
with a microscope.

[Riley] Well, there's
a reason for that.

He is guilty, just not of
recruiting sleeper agents.

He's been embezzling department
funds to funnel to his radical causes.

Explains why he ran.

He must have thought you
were an undercover cop, Mac.

- So we're back at square one.
- Actually, it's worse than that.

While we were looking into
Lambeau, I just got another alert.

Our recruiter just
sent out another e-mail.

Which means something's
going down in the next 24 hours.

[Matty] All right,
people, tell me we ID'd

the student that received
the recruiter's latest e-mail.

The closest I can get is
pinpointing the hub on the network

where the e-mail was opened.

Which should lead us to a dorm,
which would help us narrow down

our suspects.

There. I got a physical address.

Which dorm is it?

That's not a dorm. That's
the Zeta Kappa Tau frat house.

Most likely, our e-mail
recipient is a member of that frat.

So, if we can identify them, it may
lead us to whoever sent the e-mail.

The Zetas have 16 members.

Any one of 'em could
have received that e-mail.

Okay, how do we figure out which
frat brother is the right brother?

We just need to find the one
with this e-mail on his computer.

Easier said than done. We
can't just waltz to the front door

and expect to get private time
alone with all 16 computers.

Actually, we can. Tonight,
the house'll be packed.

Should give Riley enough cover
to slip in and check the computers.

It'll give us all enough cover.
You guys can help me search.

All we have to do is plug one
of these into each computer.

I can program these to auto-run a
search for the recruiter's e-mail address.

The LED will glow red for "no"
and green if it finds the e-mail.

Time to show off
my PhD in party!

♪ I want to have some fun ♪

[cheering, whooping]

[loud crowd chatter] [whooping]

Man, I missed this!

Yeah! Yeah, get
it, get it, get it.

- Yeah.
- Is this... normal?

Hell, yeah! Went to one
of these every weekend.

- You ain't the boy.
- Stay focused, guys.

There are people everywhere,
way too many to be sneaking

- in and out of bedrooms.
- Agreed. We need a distraction.

Something big enough
to get everyone's attention.

♪ I want to have some fun ♪

[MacGyver] Boze, I think it's time
you broke your old personal best.

- Wait. What personal best?
- As it turns out,

he has an almost inhuman
ability to do a keg stand.

Oh, really?

Back in the day, Bozer started
the night as just another freshman.

One minute and 52
seconds later, he was a god.

- I'm impressed.
- Yeah. Me, too.

I guess some people
are just born with a gift.

A gift we need right now.

Come on, man. We
need your super powers.

Crushing a keg is the only thing

that'll keep these people
distracted long enough

so that we can get anywhere
near those computers.

Come on. What do ya say?

♪ I want to go out ♪

- It's Boozer time.
- Yeah, it is.

- Yeah! Yeah!
- Yeah! Yeah!

[both grunt]

- Okay, everybody, listen up.
- [music stops]

My name is Bozer, and I was
put on this planet for two reasons:

- Two reasons!
- To drink beer and kick ass.

Kick ass!

See, I don't care what that
lame-ass wall of misfits say,

I am the keg stand champ.
You hear me, Alan Kam... Kam...

- Kaminsky.
- What he said.

- [laughter]
- You're going down.

Tonight we're
crowning a new king!

[cheering]

[screams]

- Whoo.
- Go.

[chanting indistinctly]

[crowd] One, two...

All right, we need to move.

[crowd] Eight,
nine, ten, eleven...

Well, DJ Kev-Dog might have
criminally bad taste in music,

but he's not our guy.

♪ Be a primadonna
with me tonight ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Ah-ha-ha ♪

♪ A champagne... ♪

That's a no on
Seth. Not our guy.

You guys better
hurry, for Bozer's sake.

♪ Stick it on the tab ♪

♪ Light 'em up ♪

♪ Li-li-light 'em up ♪

♪ Your ball, my rules ♪

♪ A cigarette ♪

♪ Don't you know
that you are mine? ♪

[crowd] Twenty-two, 23, 24, 25.

♪ You're gonna do me right now ♪

♪ Do you wanna? ♪

♪ Do-do you wanna ♪

♪ Be primadonna
like me tonight? ♪

♪ Do you wanna? ♪

Okay, Matty, you can cross
Zack and Drew off the list.

Okay, got it.

♪ Come on, bring it on ♪

♪ Don't you know it's
all about me tonight? ♪

- [phone rings]
- Yo, Mac.

Hey, buddy. You would not
believe where I am right now.

Sounds like you're in a
dance club. Or a spin class.

What the hell are you doing
taking a spin class right now?

Try frat party.
But it's for an op.

Well, it sounds like you're
having a lot more fun than I am.

What do you mean? Aren't you
living your dream of being a Colton?

Yeah, well, that dream has
now become a nightmare.

- What did you do?
- I kind of lost the skip.

- Jack.
- Yeah, but in my defense...

Listen, the Colton's are
trying to steal Riley, man,

as in leave the Phoenix, work
for them in Louisiana-type theft.

- I can't let that happen.
- That's crazy... Hey, I got to go.

Did you just hang up on me?

Matty, found our
guy. Simon Jones.

Find him. Find him now.

[crowd] 1:59... Two
minutes. [cheering]

[indistinct chanting]

Leanna, I'm not seeing Simon.

I got him. He's
headed for the door.

Hey.

[grunts]

Vulcan nerve pinch? Nice.

- Thanks. Help me get him upstairs.
- Hey! Someone stole my shirt.

You tore it off. Now come on.

Oh. [laughs]

[pants]

"Beer love I."

Why is my shirt upside down?

[gasps]

What's going on?
Who are you people?

Simon, let us ask the
questions here, all right?

Trust me, you're gonna
want to cooperate.

We know you received
an e-mail, who was it from?

Look, Simon, if you don't talk,

you're gonna be charged
with domestic terrorism

and sent to federal prison.

You ever been inside one of
those? Guys like you don't do too well.

[giggles]

I don't understand.

How can I be charged
with domestic terrorism? I...

I've been working with the CIA.

I'm sorry, did this
dude just say CIA?

Yes. They recruited me.

Okay, if that's the case, what's the name
of the agent you've been working with?

I was never given a name.

- Okay, what does he look like?
- I have no idea.

I was supposed to meet
him for the first time tonight.

- I was picking up a package.
- He's talking about a bomb.

The recruiter's
planning another attack.

Where was this meeting
supposed to be taking place?

Uh, I don't know.
I don't know. Um...

But my... my contact
e-mailed me GPS coordinates.

I'm supposed to be
there in, like, 20 minutes.

He's telling the truth.

Well, then, we need to
get to this meeting, now.

I'm the king of the
world! [whooping]

[MacGyver] Bozer, get down!

You know what? Suddenly,
I don't feel so great.

Leanna, can you maybe slow down?

If we're gonna ID Simon's
contact, fast is the only option.

We are ten minutes late already.
Leanna, you can't go any faster, can you?

My foot is literally
on the floor, Mac.

Riley, any luck with
the cameras in the area?

No. The only one is three miles
away from these GPS coordinates.

This location was
chosen for a reason.

- Here you go.
- The CIA just confirmed

what we already suspected.

There's no officially sanctioned
Agency ops running out of Western Tech.

This is a "false
flag" operation.

So Simon's contact is pretending to be CIA
to trick students into betraying the US.

Okay, guys, satellite's
up, but perimeter's empty.

There's nobody there.
We missed the meeting.

When Simon didn't show, they
must've assumed he'd been exposed.

So we just lost our best chance
to catch this guy. Now what?

I dunno about you three, but I'm
gonna try really hard to not puke.

[gags]

No, that way. No.

Oh, man.

I'm having that dream
about the woods again.

[Matty] It's not a dream, Bozer.

This is where Western
Tech's Meteorology Department

conducts its
weather experiments.

Hey. Look. There.
That's a weather balloon.

Maybe, or maybe
it's an alien orb.

[MacGyver] Trust
me, it's a balloon.

And that one should be able
to tell us who was here earlier.

Leanna, I'm gonna
need you to start the car.

[engine starts]

Good job.

I hate balloons,
too. And clouds.

Okay, Mac, I'll bite.

Other than pissing off a
few meteorology nerds,

what's popping
that thing gonna do?

Well, weather balloons
can do a lot of things.

Including: suspend a thermal
camera high above a corn field

to measure the heat
impact on crop yields.

This camera, every ten seconds,

was snapping a high, wide-angle
thermal photo of the field,

including the road
that runs through it,

to show the progression
of sun damage on crops.

And since this is the
only road out here,

whoever was meeting
Simon must've driven down it.

Exactly. There may be a photo on
here that can help us ID our recruiter.

Guys, this car drove up
right before Simon's meeting,

- parked for five minutes and then left.
- Gotta be his contact.

Does everyone else see a red
squiggly shape or is it just me?

No, it's not just you, but
we might be able to use

that red squiggly shape to
help us ID Simon's contact.

Yeah, look at the
heat signature.

There's no engine.
It's running off a battery.

- It's an electric vehicle.
- Uh-huh.

Matty, can, uh, you run the chassis shape
and see if you can get a make and a model?

If we do get a hit we
can cross-reference it

with staff and faculty vehicles.

- I can, but it might take some time.
- Right now, it's our only option.

[Matty] All right.
Stand by for a name.

The guy I spoke with said
Victor's headed down here

to sell some stuff
for some quick cash.

But if he doesn't turn up, Mama's
gonna be pissed you lost him.

So?

She really doesn't like when
people mess with her money.

Well, you tell Mama I really don't
like it when people mess with my family.

And I consider offering Riley a job
behind my back messing with my family.

- She's with us now.
- Okay, for the record,

that wasn't my intent.

I just... I don't want
to think about a future

that doesn't involve Riley.

Well, join the club.

[laughs] Riley's amazing.

If she wants to have a future with
you, consider yourself very lucky.

I agree with you, Jack.

But you do realize
she's not a little girl, right?

And whatever Riley decides
for her future, that's her decision.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, there's Victor.

Okay. Can we please be
on the same page this time?

Oh, yeah, you chase
him down, I'll cut him off.

That's right.

Hey, Victor.

Don't, don't do anything
stupid and make this situation

worse than it already is now.

Be smart. If you turn yourself
in we'll clear all this up.

You gotta let me go, man.
Please. Look, I had to do it.

That's what guys in your position
say to guys in my position all the time.

Yeah. I'm sure they do.

But, look, if you take me in I
don't know what'll happen to her.

- Happen to who?
- My mom.

- What's the matter with her?
- 24-hour care isn't cheap.

She's so behind in payments
as is, I just... I needed that money.

I need the money
to get her square.

Look, I'm trying to sell everything
I can. That's why I came here.

And I got friends, they
owe me money and...

If I can just get that
money and pay off her bills,

I will turn myself in. I swear.

- Twenty-four-hour care, huh?
- Yes, sir.

Go on. Get out
of here. Hey, hey.

Take care of your mom.

Thank you.

- [panting] Jack.
- Yeah.

What are you doing?
Did he come this way?

No, no, no. I came around
the corner. I seen this.

So he... I don't know...
he must've doubled back.

- No, he didn't.
- He didn't.

- You sure you didn't see him?
- You sure you didn't see him?

Yeah, no, I'm... I'm positive.

All right, come on.

If we hurry, he might
still be in this area.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Julian Sloane, I'm
Matilda Webber,

and I work for an agency
you never heard of.

You have a lot of
explaining to do, Ms. Webber.

Your people just
kidnapped me off the street.

Oh, you want to play
private citizen? Fine.

But you're not really a citizen of
this country, are you, Mischa Burov?

Born in Moscow, 1963.
Joined the KGB in 1981.

In 1985, you were sent to
the States to recruit spies.

And in 1986, you applied to the
Western Tech Admissions Department

under the name Julian Sloane.

You were hired and since worked
your way up to head of admissions.

Then, in '91, the USSR
crumbled. So, what did you do?

You turned your recruitment ring
into a private moneymaking operation.

Working in the admissions
department gave you access

to students'
profiles and records,

allowing you the opportunity to handpick
who you wanted to admit and recruit.

A nice story. But
it's just a story.

Except it isn't. I've
got ten years of e-mails

sent from your account
to your student recruits

ordering dozens of bombings.

[Leanna] Bombings that
directly correlate to deposits

made into your
offshore bank account.

Oh, yeah. We found that, too.

Your last three deposits all
came from the same place,

which tells me that you were
hired to set off three bombs.

Two already detonated.
So where's the third, Mischa?

We know you didn't
make the handoff to Simon.

And there's no bomb in your
car, your office, or your home.

Which means you
planted it yourself.

The only way to stay out
of jail for the rest of your life

is to tell us where that third
bomb is before it goes off.

What was Simon's target?

Turn on the news at 9:00.

All your questions
will be answered.

It's just after 8:00 a.m., which
gives us less than an hour

before that third bomb goes off.

That's just not a lot of time.

GPS in Sloane's car
has been turned off.

There's no way to
tell where he's been.

The, uh, time stamp on
the weather balloon photos,

it said that Sloane drove away
from the cornfield at 2:00 a.m.,

and we grabbed him at 7:00 a.m.

So he drove two and half
hours max to the target

and two and a half hours back.

The list of potential
targets is massive.

Okay, let's review
what we already know.

The students involved in these
attacks used their employee access

to sneak the bombs
into the buildings.

What did Simon have access to?

Well, he's a Chinese and
Business double major.

Did a semester abroad interning
at the Shanghai National Bank.

Shanghai doesn't
fit our timetable.

No. But the Shanghai National Bank
does have a corporate services branch

located on the 20th floor of a building
half an hour from Western Tech.

Well, that's got
to be the target.

[Riley] Without Simon's access,

Sloane couldn't have
snuck his bomb into the bank.

So, where'd he hide it?

[Matty] Probably somewhere in
the building he could easily access.

- Like the lobby?
- Like the lobby. Go. Now.

- [tires screeching]
- [horns honking]

- [beeping]
- [Riley] Damn it.

I can't see it anywhere.

Isn't that the whole point
of a transparent bomb?

It can't be seen
to the naked eye?

[Bozer] Yeah, but
it's not invisible.

- Got to be some way to detect it, right?
- [grunts] There is.

It's called an induced
secondary emission generator.

Do all those big words mean
"transparent bomb finder"?

Pretty much.

When I pass this over the
bomb, it will shoot ions at it,

causing it to glow orange.

The fire department's
on its way.

How far out are you guys?

Yep. We are nearly there.

Mac, you have 20 minutes to
find that bomb before it goes off.

So, no pressure. Thanks.

- [alarm blaring]
- [Bozer] There's 28 floors in here.

We'll never get
everybody out in time.

Well, then I guess it comes down
to Mac and his bomb detector.

- Come on. Everybody. Out.
- [detector clicking]

- We got 12 minutes, Mac.
- Not helping.

I hate to say this, but are we
sure we picked the right building?

At least if we die, I'm
spared a massive hangover.

Yeah, that's a
bright side, I guess.

[clicking]

Wait a second, I
got it. It's right here.

- Can you disarm it?
- No way.

There's too many redundancies.
If I try, I could set it off.

- What about trying to contain the blast?
- No. There's just too much explosive.

Wait, this is a green building.

Okay.

- Means there are solar panels.
- Is anyone else following this?

- Is this lobby spinning?
- We got to get to the roof. Now.

[Leanna] Come on.

He's just not gonna tell
us what he's doing, is he?

He could, but it'd be
all weird and nerdy.

Solar panels have hydrogen fuel cells.
I'm gonna use 'em to get rid of the bomb.

Can you do it fast?
We got two minutes.

[MacGyver] Come
on, get up there.

Higher. Higher.

Come on, come on.

Higher.

That would've looked
so much prettier at night.

[chuckles]

- [chuckles] Hey!
- [chuckles]

Not so boring now, huh?

Drink up. Thank you.

All right.

Yeah. Okay? Everybody
happy? All right.

- Whoa.
- [MacGyver] What was that?

My equilibrium's off.

[MacGyver] Dude, it's soda,
not beer. You have no excuse.

Really, guys?

Whose idea was it to
play beer pong with soda?

I've had enough beer for
one lifetime. Thank you.

- You want to get in on this, boss?
- First things first.

We were able to connect the dots

between the two attacks in
Morocco and Shanghai National.

Turns out the
Moroccan government

was doubling its
efforts to fight terrorism

and secured a loan
at the Chinese bank

to fund both a weapons
development facility

and a training center for
their anti-terrorist troops.

Oh, so a local radical group

was trying to hurt the
government's efforts to stop terrorism.

Yeah. And they hired Sloane to
maintain control over the region.

But when they failed,
they all went on the run.

Which is good news
for us and Morocco.

So, what's gonna happen to the
students that Sloane recruited?

Phoenix agents have already
started to round them up.

But they're victims in this, too, so
they're all gonna need to be debriefed.

[door opens]

Hey.

What happened yesterday?
Billy said you lost the skip.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, sometimes
they're a step faster, I guess.

First chance you
get to be a Colton

and a bail jumper gets the
best of Jack Dalton, huh?

I'm okay with not
being a Colton.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

What can I say, I guess skip
chasing just ain't my thing.

- Hmm.
- Dig that T-shirt, by the way.

Yeah.

Geez, Bozer, what's up?

You look like the south
end of a northbound mule.

Thanks, Jack.

The good news is I
feel the south end of...

- whatever you said, too.
- Mm, mm, mm.

Hey, Blondie, I've
got something for you.

Really? Another gift?

Well, this one's not from me.

In light of everything
you did for Western Tech,

the administration
wanted you to have this.

You are no longer
a college dropout.

Aw. You know what they
say about diplomas, don't you?

No. You gonna tell me?

Great for when you
run out of toilet paper.

- [chuckling]
- Are you jealous, Dalton?

Girl, I don't need a piece of paper
to prove how smart I am, okay?

Well, I don't need a piece of
paper to prove how smart you're not.

[chuckling]

- Was that an insult?
- [laughter]

- No. You're a genius.
- Oh, thank you.

All righty, who's
ready to take me on?

Drink up, Bozer.