MacGyver (1985–1992): Season 1, Episode 9 - The Prodigal - full transcript
MacGyver is assigned to protect a person in the Federal Witness Protection Program. The man he is protecting wants to come out of hiding to visit his dying mother. MacGyver must protect him from the Mob and from the Feds.
( suspenseful
theme music playing)
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MacGYVER: There's nothing like
waking up at home for a change.
Take a look around
my own world, sort of
ease into the day.
Not much scheduled.
A guy's supposed to drop by
and see me about
some upcoming business.
There has got to be a gigantic
secret factory somewhere
putting out nothing
but junk mail.
Nice car.
Sporty. Not too outlandish.
The kind a young
architect might drive.
This could be my
10:00 appointment.
Frank Bennet? Are you MacGyver?
Yeah.
How you doing?
Want some coffee?
Yeah.
Sit down.
Black?
Yeah, that's good...
As long as it's strong.
It's guaranteed to melt lead.
You don't look like a, uh,
hotshot expert on
personal security.
Well, I don't feel like one,
either, but I've done it before.
Can you make me disappear?
I'm sure gonna try.
Take you to a new place,
start you on a new life.
But this Federal marshal,
this Wiley, tells me
you're gonna testify before
the Crime Commission first.
No, I haven't decided
about that. Not yet.
Where's Wiley? He's
supposed to meet us here.
Try to enjoy your
coffee for a second.
I'll give him a call and
see what's happening.
( tires squeal)
( grunting)
Come on, get him in the car!
( tires screeching)
( truck horn honking)
( tires screeching)
( tires screech, horn honks)
( tires screeching)
( horn honks)
MacGYVER: So much
for easing into the day.
Joey just wants to talk to you.
Yeah, well, if my brother
wants to talk to me,
he can call me on the phone.
I don't need this, Max!
Joey needs it.
Now, be nice, Frank.
Now, technically, I'm driving
a stolen car following
a kidnapping...
and I still haven't had
my first cup of coffee.
I got a headache.
Okay, let's go.
Where's Joey?
Oh, he'll be here.
Uh... want a cup of coffee?
No.
( car approaching)
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Hello, Frank.
Joey.
You're mad. I can
understand that.
Hey, be polite.
Gonna say hello to
your Uncle Vincent?
Sure. When do we serve tea?
( mocking): "When
do we serve tea?"
Frankie, don't be like that.
You and Joey...
Look at one another.
Bone, blood, flesh.
Brothers.
Why is it necessary to argue?
Listen to Vincent.
There shouldn't be
grievances in the family.
FRANK: If this is
about the family...
Good point. Give us
a little privacy, guys.
Okay, what's so damn
urgent you have to send
a couple leg-breakers after me?
JOEY: I call your
apartment, I called your office,
I left messages, you
never called me back.
That's not nice, Frank.
We're brothers,
Joey. It's just a word.
It stopped meaning
anything a long time ago.
I'm not in the family anymore.
You can't deny your blood.
We have the same father.
FRANK: He was a
butcher in Eastern Europe,
he's a butcher here.
Would you have said that
to his face when he was alive?
No, I wouldn't
have had the guts.
( chuckles)
( sighs): We also
have the same mother...
who, by the way,
is in the hospital.
I know. I visited her last week.
JOEY: She fades in and out.
Oh, I don't know, Frank,
half the time she doesn't
know what's going on.
I guess that's why you think
you can put a knife in me,
in the family, talking to
the Crime Commission.
I haven't talked
to anybody, Joey.
No?
Maybe you want to read the
transcript of the phone conversation.
Hey, they talked to me.
And you listened...
very good.
All the garbage about...
being a solid citizen.
They're after me,
Frank. They're after me.
Okay, Joey, you're
right, I did listen.
You want to know why?
'Cause they talked about
your rotten drug business.
My rotten drug business!
So what, are you offended?
And it's not my rotten drug
business, it's yours, too.
It's part of our family.
Let me ask you this:
When did you get this
sudden conversion?
I mean, why now?
Two weeks ago, a
kid in my office died.
OD'd on tailor-made poison,
Joey... the stuff that you sell!
He was a good kid,
and you killed him!
I understand that, but...
Frank, it happens.
That's life. It's just business.
FRANK: Joey...
look, shut it down.
Shut the drug business down.
Cut it off, and I will
do whatever you want.
JOEY: Shut it down?
Frank, I got a payroll.
I got responsibilities.
I'm the head of the
family, but only so long
as I take care of business.
It's not like shutting
down a hot dog stand.
We're talking about
$100 million-a-year gross.
Match that against the dead kid.
Who made him hit the stuff?
He wanted it, he bought it.
It was his choice.
I simply provide the service.
Someone's gonna do it.
Joey, sometimes you
make me so ashamed.
You're ashamed of me?
You?
Spilling it to a
Federal marshal?
You've had it easy, Frank,
and you know a lot of
pieces of the operation.
We can't trust you,
and we can't let you walk away.
Joey...
Then do it yourself!
Come on, Max.
FRANK: You enjoy this.
You're so smart.
Mr. College.
Mr. Graduate School.
All the while pretending you didn't
know where the money came from,
just like Mama
didn't want to know.
Well, it came from Papa!
It came from me!
And you've had contempt!
Now you want to sell us?
Now you want to spill on us?
( cocks gun)
( electric saw whirring)
( shouting)
Turn it off! I can't see!
Tommy! I can't see a thing!
Frank! Frank!
TOMMY: I'm blinded!
JOEY: Max, Tommy,
get after them!
He's going to be right after us.
( gunshot)
Yeah.
( gunshot)
Come on, Frank.
( gunshot)
( tires squealing)
Max...
Get in the other car. Follow us.
Right with you, Joey.
How the hell did you know wh...?
I had to get you out.
You forgot to pay
for your coffee.
( chuckles)
You see who it
was, the other guy?
No.
Well, get on it. I want Frank.
We find him, we'll
find his buddy, too.
Joey, it might be more...
I don't want legal
advice, Vincent.
I want 'em both dead.
So, have you decided what
you're going to do about testifying?
I guess you heard... all that.
I saw your brother
try to kill you.
Yeah.
In spite of what
I say, MacGyver,
he's still my brother,
still my family.
So you're going to
let him blow you away
and keep selling that
junk to kids, is that it?
Come on, MacGyver.
That's what I hear, Frank.
( intercom buzzes)
Yeah.
MacGyver, this is Federal
Marshal Andrew Wiley.
Come on up.
That's our missing marshal.
I've known you about
an hour and a half.
Who elected you my conscience?
Well somebody's got to do it.
Look, Frank,
I know you're between the
proverbial rock and hard place.
I guess I really don't
have a choice, huh?
No. That makes it tough.
( knocking at door)
Come on in.
I think I recognize
you by now, Marshal.
Regulations.
I hope you're willing to
accept our offer, Mr. Bennet.
I am.
But let me spell it out:
My father's dead.
My mother's not well.
I'll tell you all you want to
know about the organization...
About Joey's drug operation...
Period.
That's all we ask, all we need.
What's the procedure?
We'll take his
deposition immediately,
at the Crime Commission offices.
Then you'll be moved
to a protected safe house
until the hearing is over.
Where?
I'd rather nobody
knew the address.
Even him?
It's okay, Frank. He's right.
After the hearing is done,
MacGyver takes over,
arranges relocation,
new identity...
If you'll agree.
I agree.
Well, then, Mr. Bennet...
Okay.
I just want to make
one stop on the way.
I want to look in on my
mother at the hospital.
That's a chance
I'd rather not take.
Frank,
Joey's looking for you.
Listen, MacGyver, I
already owe you my life,
so why not ask a favor?
Could you check in on
my mother at the hospital?
Tell her, uh...
just tell her I'm all right
and that I'll see her
first chance I get.
Katerina Bennet, St. Matthews.
Yeah, sure.
Okay. I'm all yours.
Tell Mama I love her.
Make her understand...
if you can.
Let's go, Frank.
MacGYVER: Frank's testimony
is going to hurt Joey, Mrs. Bennet.
Brother against brother.
It's the only way to
stop Joey's drug trade.
Tell Frankie that I understand.
He must do what he must.
Can I share a secret
with you, Mr. MacGyver?
Something that
Frankie doesn't know?
I'm going to die.
I want to speak to my son
one more time.
And the doctor says I
don't have much time left.
Can you bring him
here to see me?
That might be a little
dangerous for Frank right now.
Please, Mr. MacGyver,
tell... tell Frank...
just tell him I want to see him.
Can you do that for
me, Mr. MacGyver?
Yes, ma'am, I sure can.
No trouble, right? Not here.
But I owe you.
I'd love to collect sometime.
( chuckles)
You got a name?
Friend of Frank's.
Frank sent you here, huh?
He's worried about his mother.
I'll worry about his mother.
Tell Frank worry
about his brother.
And give him my love.
MacGYVER: Federal courthouse.
Wiley's office.
Good place to start
looking for Frank.
Looks like somebody's all set
for a quick getaway.
( sighs)
I do so declare that
everything I've said here
is the truth as I know it.
Tired, Frank?
Yeah.
You've earned a rest.
He's earned some kind of award.
My brother wants to
make the presentation.
I'll bet... considering
the kind of information
you've just given us.
I don't think you have any
idea how much it means.
I think I do.
Your brother Joey?
It's quite a price to pay.
( intercom buzzes)
Wiley.
Yeah. Tell him
I'll be right down.
Frank, relax a couple minutes.
I'll be right back.
Marshal Wiley, how's it going?
Just fine.
But we won't be
needing your services
for another couple weeks.
No, I know that.
I just have to get a
message to Frank.
From his mother?
Yeah, as a matter of fact.
I can't allow that.
Wiley, his mother's dying.
I know that.
We're in communication
with the hospital.
You know that?
So why can't I talk to Frank?
Because I don't
want him to know it.
Because he will
insist on going there.
Probably. So what?
So, MacGyver, Joey Bennet
is not a sentimental man.
He'd be happy to kill Frank
right on their
mother's deathbed.
Does the thought of security
at the hospital occur to you?
I won't risk it.
It's not your
choice, it's Frank's.
Not anymore. He's too valuable.
Frank Bennet is
not Federal property.
He's an American citizen.
And please feel free to
correct me if I'm wrong:
he has some rights.
And I promised his mother.
She knows she's dying, Wiley.
She thinks this is the last
time she'll ever see her son.
I cannot allow it
and that is final.
And if necessary, MacGyver,
I will put you under arrest
and hold you as
a material witness.
Oh, I get it:
you're willing to break
the law in order to uphold it!
God...!
Look, I got a
mother, I got kids,
I understand how Frank feels,
but testimony like this
comes once in a lifetime.
He has got to live to
testify in open session
and I cannot risk losing him.
No matter what it does to him?
I don't like it...
but I'm an officer of the law
and I will do
whatever is necessary
to lock up these indictments.
All right, Wiley, relax, relax.
Take a load off.
I know a brick wall
when it falls on me.
You guys...
I gotta warn you:
I'm on Frank Bennet's side.
Yeah, Acme Auto Tow Rental?
MacGYVER: Lots of people
think a car runs on gas.
Only one-third correct.
A car also runs
on air, and water.
What'll it be?
Soda.
Got all kinds: cherry, cola,
Mmm... a dozen, mixed.
A dozen, mixed.
Mixed in a box.
You got a box?
Throw in some of that
ice there too, please.
It's dry ice.
You can't put it in the drinks.
I know.
And I'm going to need some
of these fizzy dealies here.
Fizzy dealies.
The thing I love about dry ice
is that it's very reactive,
especially with a liquid.
Now, to spice it up a little...
( hissing, sputtering)
( popping, crackling)
The general idea here is:
most people believe that
where there's smoke...
MAN: Sally, get the...
MAN 2: Wait a minute.
Something's happening. Smoke.
Oh, boy.
Do you see the smoke?
MAN ( outside door):
Come on, quickly!
Okay, hit the fire alarm,
evacuate the building.
It's all through the building.
It could be a move to get you.
I'll check it out,
but right now:
Bridges, Larson, take Frank,
move him to the safe house now.
You got it.
( alarm ringing)
( clamoring)
All right, come on.
Wait up! Over here!
( clamoring continues)
Let's move it.
( alarm continues ringing)
Come this way. Quickly.
Quickly. Sally?
LARSON: Hey, Bridges,
know anything about cars?
BRIDGES: Yeah, enough
to take it to a mechanic.
Terrific.
Pull it over, let
me have a look.
Are you a mechanic?
You have a choice?
Come on.
This engine head
looks like burnt toast.
Hey, I think we
got lucky, though.
Okay, stop.
Stop! Stop!
Hey, hey, hey! Stop!
Hey, hold it.
What's the problem?
We need a tow.
Well, I'd like to
help you guys out,
but I'm on another call.
We need a tow now!
Always got time for
a badge. No problem.
Come on... hey,
come on, let's go.
Come on back. Come on.
Whoa! Easy!
MacGYVER: What's that all about?
Sorry about that.
Ow.
Now what's the problem?
Oh, I've got this old stabilizer
arm on this hoist, here,
and if I don't hook it up
just right, it's liable to rip
the living rivets
right off your bumper.
I keep trying to get a
new one of these things,
but think the company'd
shell out for it? Heck, no.
Do you mind getting on
with this, now? Please?
With all due respect, sir,
I do what I do
the way I do it.
So, like I was saying,
I hooked this thing up last week
to this lady's bumper
and tore it clean off!
Clean. Clean.
And holler? You should
have heard that lady.
You could hear her...
You're gonna hear
me holler, right here...
Hey, hey. Right now,
if you don't get on with this.
Now, do you hear that?
I hear you.
Come on, Larson.
But you can't rush
these things, you know.
Haste makes waste and all that.
You boys want to
make yourself useful?
Yeah. What do you need?
Well, just feed this
over to this fellow here.
Stick it under the
bumper when I say so.
Then I'll give her a lift
and we'll be on our way.
Yeah, all right.
Where the heck did
they get this yo-yo?
Aw, who knows.
Okay, it's under the bumper.
All right.
Why don't you stand
clear now and I'll lift her up.
Okay, come on.
Let's go.
Man, I can't believe
this, can you?
Okay. That ought to do it.
BOTH: Hey!
Hey, wait a minute. Stop!
LARSON: What's going on here?!
What are you doing?! Oh, my God!
( car horn blaring)
Hey, Hey! Stop! Stop!
Hold up! Federal marshals.
We're taking over this vehicle.
Come on. Get out of it.
Let's go!
( engine revs, tires squeal)
I just know you're gonna tell me
what this is all about.
Well, right now,
I'm giving the Feds
a deeper and more profound
understanding of themselves.
You know what I mean?
( tires squealing)
Dumb trick.
He can't outrun
us in that thing.
That ought to slow
'em down a bit.
What was that you
said about dumb?
This is her room.
I'll wait outside.
FRANK: MacGyver.
Too late.
Excuse me.
The patient that was in here...
When did she pass away?
Oh, she didn't.
No, not at all.
It-it was the family's decision
she would be much
more comfortable...
At home.
Her son had her discharged.
She's still alive.
She's with Joey, you know.
It's his way of getting
you to go to him.
It's a trap.
I've got to see her, MacGyver.
FRANK: That's the house
I grew up in, MacGyver.
It's a fortress.
That's Mama's room.
Is that you, my son?
Everything's going to be okay.
I'm so glad you're here.
Me, too, Mama.
And I'll take care
of everything.
Where's, uh...?
I love you, Mama.
I love you, too, Frank.
Frank?
No, Mama, it's me.
It's Joey, Mama.
It's Joey.
I am...
United States Marshal
Andrew T. Wiley.
I've been waiting for you.
I'm Vincent Ivory,
Mr. Bennet's attorney.
I know. I was
expecting you'd be here.
We're looking for Frank Bennet.
He isn't here.
Well, I have to
see that for myself.
A warrant is on the way.
I'm afraid not, Marshal.
You see, Judge Nielsen
turned down your request.
It pays to have
friends in high places.
We sit.
Anything comes in or
out, we stop and check.
Right.
I don't get it.
Fence juice is off,
camera's shut down...
This place is usually triple-
rigged with security systems.
Well, he's got the welcome mat
out for you, Frank.
He wants you inside.
That's the first thing
we've agreed on
in a long time.
Okay.
Hey, listen.
You can still change
your mind, you know.
No.
All right.
Give me the signal when
you're ready to leave.
FRANK: I'll just walk out.
Joey's not gonna try anything
with the whole Federal
Strike Force out there.
Kind of handy having them
out there looking for me, isn't it?
Frank, the Feds don't
know you're inside,
and they won't know
until we're ready to leave.
So you give me the signal,
then I tip off Wiley's troops
and we stroll on out, okay?
Okay.
Wish me luck.
Hey, listen...
give your mother a
kiss for me, will you?
Hey, Frank.
How you doing?
We've been expecting you.
There's someone inside
been waiting to see you.
Hello, Frank.
Glad you're here...
For Mama's sake.
Where's your buddy?
Who?
( mocking): Who?
Doesn't matter.
What's important is
Mama gets to see you.
She doesn't have much time.
VINCENT: Frank.
So?
This is nice of you, Joey.
Papa would approve.
Yes, he would.
That always was
important to you, wasn't it?
LARSON: Wiley... got a call.
He's on his way now.
Marshal Wiley.
OPERATOR: We're
patching a call through.
One moment.
JOEY ( imitating Frank):
Wiley... Frank Bennet.
Where the hell are you?
I'm at MacGyver's apartment.
You realize I've been
looking all over for you?
JOEY: I want to see my mother.
Now we both see it's no use.
Joey's people are
all over the place.
She's not in the hospital.
I need protection, Wiley.
Are you sure Joey's
soldiers are there, Frank?
Marshal, do you remember
what you told me the
first time you phoned me?
"We can take care of you, Frank.
Another life, another
chance, if you help us."
Okay. Stay right where you are.
I'm on my way. 10-four.
He's at MacGyver's.
Let's move it.
You know, you were right,
Vincent, about Frank and me.
Face, walk, voice... all alike.
I'll miss him.
( dogs barking)
( barking)
KATERINA: Frankie...
is that you?
Are-Are you really there?
Yes, Mama, I'm really here.
Remember, when
you were a little boy,
you took my hand and
we walked down the street.
You always said,
"Watch over me, Mama.
When I grow up,
I'll keep you safe."
I remember.
Frank, it's my time.
I'm ready.
I'm only sorry that I won't see
the children you will have.
Mama...
It's good to hold
your hand... again.
( moans quietly)
It's okay.
Sleep.
Oh, God.
Wiley and the Feds are gone.
MacGYVER: There's the signal.
Now all I have to
do is spring Frank...
before his brother murders him.
( barking)
( barking)
Good dogs.
( barking)
Mama's dead.
I'm gonna miss her, Frank.
I'm gonna miss you, too.
JOEY: In the kitchen, I think.
What do you say, Frank?
( chuckling)
( yelling)
Wiley's gone! I know!
Tommy!
( gunshot)
Back stairs.
Right!
Attic. Right.
( grunting)
They got something behind it.
Tommy, give it a burst!
Get another clip!
What if they try and
get out the window?
If the fall doesn't kill
them, the dogs will.
MacGYVER: This
problem's kind of tricky.
No place to go,
and no way to get there.
Frank, what we need is wings.
Cleaning fluid, that's a start.
Now, something to go with it.
Ah, camphor balls...
now we're cooking.
MacGyver.
Give me a minute.
Sure, take all the
time you need.
A pulley. Right.
Frank, I think
we're in business.
Nothing! Nobody there.
No sign of a struggle.
Neighbors didn't see anything.
We got suckered.
They're at the Bennet house.
Let's go!
They got to be.
( grunting)
Watch out, Max!
MacGYVER: Now, I don't
know if anybody ever tried
a rocket-powered harpoon before,
so I figure it's about
a 50-50 chance
it'll fire off or blow up.
I hate to rush you, MacGyver...
I'm getting there.
They've got more
heavy stuff in the way.
The bench! There's a
bench! Get the bench!
All right, hold it
steady for me, will you?
Come on! Come on!
MacGYVER: Hold on.
Lean into it!
Okay.
Go.
( barking)
All right.
We got it. One last shove.
( barking)
You all right?
Yeah.
( sirens approaching)
That'll be Wiley.
This time, he won't need
a warrant to get Joey.
( sighs)
Pretty slick, Frankie.
Even Papa would be proud.
Well, it's over.
Yeah, it is.
I guess I mean for Joey.
Regrets?
Some, but, uh, that's
how it's got to end.
( theme music playing)
theme music playing)
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( adventurous theme plays)
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MacGYVER: There's nothing like
waking up at home for a change.
Take a look around
my own world, sort of
ease into the day.
Not much scheduled.
A guy's supposed to drop by
and see me about
some upcoming business.
There has got to be a gigantic
secret factory somewhere
putting out nothing
but junk mail.
Nice car.
Sporty. Not too outlandish.
The kind a young
architect might drive.
This could be my
10:00 appointment.
Frank Bennet? Are you MacGyver?
Yeah.
How you doing?
Want some coffee?
Yeah.
Sit down.
Black?
Yeah, that's good...
As long as it's strong.
It's guaranteed to melt lead.
You don't look like a, uh,
hotshot expert on
personal security.
Well, I don't feel like one,
either, but I've done it before.
Can you make me disappear?
I'm sure gonna try.
Take you to a new place,
start you on a new life.
But this Federal marshal,
this Wiley, tells me
you're gonna testify before
the Crime Commission first.
No, I haven't decided
about that. Not yet.
Where's Wiley? He's
supposed to meet us here.
Try to enjoy your
coffee for a second.
I'll give him a call and
see what's happening.
( tires squeal)
( grunting)
Come on, get him in the car!
( tires screeching)
( truck horn honking)
( tires screeching)
( tires screech, horn honks)
( tires screeching)
( horn honks)
MacGYVER: So much
for easing into the day.
Joey just wants to talk to you.
Yeah, well, if my brother
wants to talk to me,
he can call me on the phone.
I don't need this, Max!
Joey needs it.
Now, be nice, Frank.
Now, technically, I'm driving
a stolen car following
a kidnapping...
and I still haven't had
my first cup of coffee.
I got a headache.
Okay, let's go.
Where's Joey?
Oh, he'll be here.
Uh... want a cup of coffee?
No.
( car approaching)
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Hello, Frank.
Joey.
You're mad. I can
understand that.
Hey, be polite.
Gonna say hello to
your Uncle Vincent?
Sure. When do we serve tea?
( mocking): "When
do we serve tea?"
Frankie, don't be like that.
You and Joey...
Look at one another.
Bone, blood, flesh.
Brothers.
Why is it necessary to argue?
Listen to Vincent.
There shouldn't be
grievances in the family.
FRANK: If this is
about the family...
Good point. Give us
a little privacy, guys.
Okay, what's so damn
urgent you have to send
a couple leg-breakers after me?
JOEY: I call your
apartment, I called your office,
I left messages, you
never called me back.
That's not nice, Frank.
We're brothers,
Joey. It's just a word.
It stopped meaning
anything a long time ago.
I'm not in the family anymore.
You can't deny your blood.
We have the same father.
FRANK: He was a
butcher in Eastern Europe,
he's a butcher here.
Would you have said that
to his face when he was alive?
No, I wouldn't
have had the guts.
( chuckles)
( sighs): We also
have the same mother...
who, by the way,
is in the hospital.
I know. I visited her last week.
JOEY: She fades in and out.
Oh, I don't know, Frank,
half the time she doesn't
know what's going on.
I guess that's why you think
you can put a knife in me,
in the family, talking to
the Crime Commission.
I haven't talked
to anybody, Joey.
No?
Maybe you want to read the
transcript of the phone conversation.
Hey, they talked to me.
And you listened...
very good.
All the garbage about...
being a solid citizen.
They're after me,
Frank. They're after me.
Okay, Joey, you're
right, I did listen.
You want to know why?
'Cause they talked about
your rotten drug business.
My rotten drug business!
So what, are you offended?
And it's not my rotten drug
business, it's yours, too.
It's part of our family.
Let me ask you this:
When did you get this
sudden conversion?
I mean, why now?
Two weeks ago, a
kid in my office died.
OD'd on tailor-made poison,
Joey... the stuff that you sell!
He was a good kid,
and you killed him!
I understand that, but...
Frank, it happens.
That's life. It's just business.
FRANK: Joey...
look, shut it down.
Shut the drug business down.
Cut it off, and I will
do whatever you want.
JOEY: Shut it down?
Frank, I got a payroll.
I got responsibilities.
I'm the head of the
family, but only so long
as I take care of business.
It's not like shutting
down a hot dog stand.
We're talking about
$100 million-a-year gross.
Match that against the dead kid.
Who made him hit the stuff?
He wanted it, he bought it.
It was his choice.
I simply provide the service.
Someone's gonna do it.
Joey, sometimes you
make me so ashamed.
You're ashamed of me?
You?
Spilling it to a
Federal marshal?
You've had it easy, Frank,
and you know a lot of
pieces of the operation.
We can't trust you,
and we can't let you walk away.
Joey...
Then do it yourself!
Come on, Max.
FRANK: You enjoy this.
You're so smart.
Mr. College.
Mr. Graduate School.
All the while pretending you didn't
know where the money came from,
just like Mama
didn't want to know.
Well, it came from Papa!
It came from me!
And you've had contempt!
Now you want to sell us?
Now you want to spill on us?
( cocks gun)
( electric saw whirring)
( shouting)
Turn it off! I can't see!
Tommy! I can't see a thing!
Frank! Frank!
TOMMY: I'm blinded!
JOEY: Max, Tommy,
get after them!
He's going to be right after us.
( gunshot)
Yeah.
( gunshot)
Come on, Frank.
( gunshot)
( tires squealing)
Max...
Get in the other car. Follow us.
Right with you, Joey.
How the hell did you know wh...?
I had to get you out.
You forgot to pay
for your coffee.
( chuckles)
You see who it
was, the other guy?
No.
Well, get on it. I want Frank.
We find him, we'll
find his buddy, too.
Joey, it might be more...
I don't want legal
advice, Vincent.
I want 'em both dead.
So, have you decided what
you're going to do about testifying?
I guess you heard... all that.
I saw your brother
try to kill you.
Yeah.
In spite of what
I say, MacGyver,
he's still my brother,
still my family.
So you're going to
let him blow you away
and keep selling that
junk to kids, is that it?
Come on, MacGyver.
That's what I hear, Frank.
( intercom buzzes)
Yeah.
MacGyver, this is Federal
Marshal Andrew Wiley.
Come on up.
That's our missing marshal.
I've known you about
an hour and a half.
Who elected you my conscience?
Well somebody's got to do it.
Look, Frank,
I know you're between the
proverbial rock and hard place.
I guess I really don't
have a choice, huh?
No. That makes it tough.
( knocking at door)
Come on in.
I think I recognize
you by now, Marshal.
Regulations.
I hope you're willing to
accept our offer, Mr. Bennet.
I am.
But let me spell it out:
My father's dead.
My mother's not well.
I'll tell you all you want to
know about the organization...
About Joey's drug operation...
Period.
That's all we ask, all we need.
What's the procedure?
We'll take his
deposition immediately,
at the Crime Commission offices.
Then you'll be moved
to a protected safe house
until the hearing is over.
Where?
I'd rather nobody
knew the address.
Even him?
It's okay, Frank. He's right.
After the hearing is done,
MacGyver takes over,
arranges relocation,
new identity...
If you'll agree.
I agree.
Well, then, Mr. Bennet...
Okay.
I just want to make
one stop on the way.
I want to look in on my
mother at the hospital.
That's a chance
I'd rather not take.
Frank,
Joey's looking for you.
Listen, MacGyver, I
already owe you my life,
so why not ask a favor?
Could you check in on
my mother at the hospital?
Tell her, uh...
just tell her I'm all right
and that I'll see her
first chance I get.
Katerina Bennet, St. Matthews.
Yeah, sure.
Okay. I'm all yours.
Tell Mama I love her.
Make her understand...
if you can.
Let's go, Frank.
MacGYVER: Frank's testimony
is going to hurt Joey, Mrs. Bennet.
Brother against brother.
It's the only way to
stop Joey's drug trade.
Tell Frankie that I understand.
He must do what he must.
Can I share a secret
with you, Mr. MacGyver?
Something that
Frankie doesn't know?
I'm going to die.
I want to speak to my son
one more time.
And the doctor says I
don't have much time left.
Can you bring him
here to see me?
That might be a little
dangerous for Frank right now.
Please, Mr. MacGyver,
tell... tell Frank...
just tell him I want to see him.
Can you do that for
me, Mr. MacGyver?
Yes, ma'am, I sure can.
No trouble, right? Not here.
But I owe you.
I'd love to collect sometime.
( chuckles)
You got a name?
Friend of Frank's.
Frank sent you here, huh?
He's worried about his mother.
I'll worry about his mother.
Tell Frank worry
about his brother.
And give him my love.
MacGYVER: Federal courthouse.
Wiley's office.
Good place to start
looking for Frank.
Looks like somebody's all set
for a quick getaway.
( sighs)
I do so declare that
everything I've said here
is the truth as I know it.
Tired, Frank?
Yeah.
You've earned a rest.
He's earned some kind of award.
My brother wants to
make the presentation.
I'll bet... considering
the kind of information
you've just given us.
I don't think you have any
idea how much it means.
I think I do.
Your brother Joey?
It's quite a price to pay.
( intercom buzzes)
Wiley.
Yeah. Tell him
I'll be right down.
Frank, relax a couple minutes.
I'll be right back.
Marshal Wiley, how's it going?
Just fine.
But we won't be
needing your services
for another couple weeks.
No, I know that.
I just have to get a
message to Frank.
From his mother?
Yeah, as a matter of fact.
I can't allow that.
Wiley, his mother's dying.
I know that.
We're in communication
with the hospital.
You know that?
So why can't I talk to Frank?
Because I don't
want him to know it.
Because he will
insist on going there.
Probably. So what?
So, MacGyver, Joey Bennet
is not a sentimental man.
He'd be happy to kill Frank
right on their
mother's deathbed.
Does the thought of security
at the hospital occur to you?
I won't risk it.
It's not your
choice, it's Frank's.
Not anymore. He's too valuable.
Frank Bennet is
not Federal property.
He's an American citizen.
And please feel free to
correct me if I'm wrong:
he has some rights.
And I promised his mother.
She knows she's dying, Wiley.
She thinks this is the last
time she'll ever see her son.
I cannot allow it
and that is final.
And if necessary, MacGyver,
I will put you under arrest
and hold you as
a material witness.
Oh, I get it:
you're willing to break
the law in order to uphold it!
God...!
Look, I got a
mother, I got kids,
I understand how Frank feels,
but testimony like this
comes once in a lifetime.
He has got to live to
testify in open session
and I cannot risk losing him.
No matter what it does to him?
I don't like it...
but I'm an officer of the law
and I will do
whatever is necessary
to lock up these indictments.
All right, Wiley, relax, relax.
Take a load off.
I know a brick wall
when it falls on me.
You guys...
I gotta warn you:
I'm on Frank Bennet's side.
Yeah, Acme Auto Tow Rental?
MacGYVER: Lots of people
think a car runs on gas.
Only one-third correct.
A car also runs
on air, and water.
What'll it be?
Soda.
Got all kinds: cherry, cola,
Mmm... a dozen, mixed.
A dozen, mixed.
Mixed in a box.
You got a box?
Throw in some of that
ice there too, please.
It's dry ice.
You can't put it in the drinks.
I know.
And I'm going to need some
of these fizzy dealies here.
Fizzy dealies.
The thing I love about dry ice
is that it's very reactive,
especially with a liquid.
Now, to spice it up a little...
( hissing, sputtering)
( popping, crackling)
The general idea here is:
most people believe that
where there's smoke...
MAN: Sally, get the...
MAN 2: Wait a minute.
Something's happening. Smoke.
Oh, boy.
Do you see the smoke?
MAN ( outside door):
Come on, quickly!
Okay, hit the fire alarm,
evacuate the building.
It's all through the building.
It could be a move to get you.
I'll check it out,
but right now:
Bridges, Larson, take Frank,
move him to the safe house now.
You got it.
( alarm ringing)
( clamoring)
All right, come on.
Wait up! Over here!
( clamoring continues)
Let's move it.
( alarm continues ringing)
Come this way. Quickly.
Quickly. Sally?
LARSON: Hey, Bridges,
know anything about cars?
BRIDGES: Yeah, enough
to take it to a mechanic.
Terrific.
Pull it over, let
me have a look.
Are you a mechanic?
You have a choice?
Come on.
This engine head
looks like burnt toast.
Hey, I think we
got lucky, though.
Okay, stop.
Stop! Stop!
Hey, hey, hey! Stop!
Hey, hold it.
What's the problem?
We need a tow.
Well, I'd like to
help you guys out,
but I'm on another call.
We need a tow now!
Always got time for
a badge. No problem.
Come on... hey,
come on, let's go.
Come on back. Come on.
Whoa! Easy!
MacGYVER: What's that all about?
Sorry about that.
Ow.
Now what's the problem?
Oh, I've got this old stabilizer
arm on this hoist, here,
and if I don't hook it up
just right, it's liable to rip
the living rivets
right off your bumper.
I keep trying to get a
new one of these things,
but think the company'd
shell out for it? Heck, no.
Do you mind getting on
with this, now? Please?
With all due respect, sir,
I do what I do
the way I do it.
So, like I was saying,
I hooked this thing up last week
to this lady's bumper
and tore it clean off!
Clean. Clean.
And holler? You should
have heard that lady.
You could hear her...
You're gonna hear
me holler, right here...
Hey, hey. Right now,
if you don't get on with this.
Now, do you hear that?
I hear you.
Come on, Larson.
But you can't rush
these things, you know.
Haste makes waste and all that.
You boys want to
make yourself useful?
Yeah. What do you need?
Well, just feed this
over to this fellow here.
Stick it under the
bumper when I say so.
Then I'll give her a lift
and we'll be on our way.
Yeah, all right.
Where the heck did
they get this yo-yo?
Aw, who knows.
Okay, it's under the bumper.
All right.
Why don't you stand
clear now and I'll lift her up.
Okay, come on.
Let's go.
Man, I can't believe
this, can you?
Okay. That ought to do it.
BOTH: Hey!
Hey, wait a minute. Stop!
LARSON: What's going on here?!
What are you doing?! Oh, my God!
( car horn blaring)
Hey, Hey! Stop! Stop!
Hold up! Federal marshals.
We're taking over this vehicle.
Come on. Get out of it.
Let's go!
( engine revs, tires squeal)
I just know you're gonna tell me
what this is all about.
Well, right now,
I'm giving the Feds
a deeper and more profound
understanding of themselves.
You know what I mean?
( tires squealing)
Dumb trick.
He can't outrun
us in that thing.
That ought to slow
'em down a bit.
What was that you
said about dumb?
This is her room.
I'll wait outside.
FRANK: MacGyver.
Too late.
Excuse me.
The patient that was in here...
When did she pass away?
Oh, she didn't.
No, not at all.
It-it was the family's decision
she would be much
more comfortable...
At home.
Her son had her discharged.
She's still alive.
She's with Joey, you know.
It's his way of getting
you to go to him.
It's a trap.
I've got to see her, MacGyver.
FRANK: That's the house
I grew up in, MacGyver.
It's a fortress.
That's Mama's room.
Is that you, my son?
Everything's going to be okay.
I'm so glad you're here.
Me, too, Mama.
And I'll take care
of everything.
Where's, uh...?
I love you, Mama.
I love you, too, Frank.
Frank?
No, Mama, it's me.
It's Joey, Mama.
It's Joey.
I am...
United States Marshal
Andrew T. Wiley.
I've been waiting for you.
I'm Vincent Ivory,
Mr. Bennet's attorney.
I know. I was
expecting you'd be here.
We're looking for Frank Bennet.
He isn't here.
Well, I have to
see that for myself.
A warrant is on the way.
I'm afraid not, Marshal.
You see, Judge Nielsen
turned down your request.
It pays to have
friends in high places.
We sit.
Anything comes in or
out, we stop and check.
Right.
I don't get it.
Fence juice is off,
camera's shut down...
This place is usually triple-
rigged with security systems.
Well, he's got the welcome mat
out for you, Frank.
He wants you inside.
That's the first thing
we've agreed on
in a long time.
Okay.
Hey, listen.
You can still change
your mind, you know.
No.
All right.
Give me the signal when
you're ready to leave.
FRANK: I'll just walk out.
Joey's not gonna try anything
with the whole Federal
Strike Force out there.
Kind of handy having them
out there looking for me, isn't it?
Frank, the Feds don't
know you're inside,
and they won't know
until we're ready to leave.
So you give me the signal,
then I tip off Wiley's troops
and we stroll on out, okay?
Okay.
Wish me luck.
Hey, listen...
give your mother a
kiss for me, will you?
Hey, Frank.
How you doing?
We've been expecting you.
There's someone inside
been waiting to see you.
Hello, Frank.
Glad you're here...
For Mama's sake.
Where's your buddy?
Who?
( mocking): Who?
Doesn't matter.
What's important is
Mama gets to see you.
She doesn't have much time.
VINCENT: Frank.
So?
This is nice of you, Joey.
Papa would approve.
Yes, he would.
That always was
important to you, wasn't it?
LARSON: Wiley... got a call.
He's on his way now.
Marshal Wiley.
OPERATOR: We're
patching a call through.
One moment.
JOEY ( imitating Frank):
Wiley... Frank Bennet.
Where the hell are you?
I'm at MacGyver's apartment.
You realize I've been
looking all over for you?
JOEY: I want to see my mother.
Now we both see it's no use.
Joey's people are
all over the place.
She's not in the hospital.
I need protection, Wiley.
Are you sure Joey's
soldiers are there, Frank?
Marshal, do you remember
what you told me the
first time you phoned me?
"We can take care of you, Frank.
Another life, another
chance, if you help us."
Okay. Stay right where you are.
I'm on my way. 10-four.
He's at MacGyver's.
Let's move it.
You know, you were right,
Vincent, about Frank and me.
Face, walk, voice... all alike.
I'll miss him.
( dogs barking)
( barking)
KATERINA: Frankie...
is that you?
Are-Are you really there?
Yes, Mama, I'm really here.
Remember, when
you were a little boy,
you took my hand and
we walked down the street.
You always said,
"Watch over me, Mama.
When I grow up,
I'll keep you safe."
I remember.
Frank, it's my time.
I'm ready.
I'm only sorry that I won't see
the children you will have.
Mama...
It's good to hold
your hand... again.
( moans quietly)
It's okay.
Sleep.
Oh, God.
Wiley and the Feds are gone.
MacGYVER: There's the signal.
Now all I have to
do is spring Frank...
before his brother murders him.
( barking)
( barking)
Good dogs.
( barking)
Mama's dead.
I'm gonna miss her, Frank.
I'm gonna miss you, too.
JOEY: In the kitchen, I think.
What do you say, Frank?
( chuckling)
( yelling)
Wiley's gone! I know!
Tommy!
( gunshot)
Back stairs.
Right!
Attic. Right.
( grunting)
They got something behind it.
Tommy, give it a burst!
Get another clip!
What if they try and
get out the window?
If the fall doesn't kill
them, the dogs will.
MacGYVER: This
problem's kind of tricky.
No place to go,
and no way to get there.
Frank, what we need is wings.
Cleaning fluid, that's a start.
Now, something to go with it.
Ah, camphor balls...
now we're cooking.
MacGyver.
Give me a minute.
Sure, take all the
time you need.
A pulley. Right.
Frank, I think
we're in business.
Nothing! Nobody there.
No sign of a struggle.
Neighbors didn't see anything.
We got suckered.
They're at the Bennet house.
Let's go!
They got to be.
( grunting)
Watch out, Max!
MacGYVER: Now, I don't
know if anybody ever tried
a rocket-powered harpoon before,
so I figure it's about
a 50-50 chance
it'll fire off or blow up.
I hate to rush you, MacGyver...
I'm getting there.
They've got more
heavy stuff in the way.
The bench! There's a
bench! Get the bench!
All right, hold it
steady for me, will you?
Come on! Come on!
MacGYVER: Hold on.
Lean into it!
Okay.
Go.
( barking)
All right.
We got it. One last shove.
( barking)
You all right?
Yeah.
( sirens approaching)
That'll be Wiley.
This time, he won't need
a warrant to get Joey.
( sighs)
Pretty slick, Frankie.
Even Papa would be proud.
Well, it's over.
Yeah, it is.
I guess I mean for Joey.
Regrets?
Some, but, uh, that's
how it's got to end.
( theme music playing)