MacGyver (1985–1992): Season 6, Episode 15 - High Control - full transcript

Hey!

What are you doin'?

He's got one way to go.

- You take the bar.
- Right.

(Grunting)

♪♪(Rock music playing)

(Both grunting)

(Grunting)

Come on, sucker.
Come on, let's play.

(Screaming)

Duck!



(Grunting)

Dent?

MacGyver!

(Exclaiming) Dent! Dent.

Never thought I'd be
glad to see you again.

Hey, people change.

(Police sirens wailing)

Nice seein' you again.

No, wait! Hey! Dent!

(Knocking on door)

Come in.

Hey.

What's that?

Eye drops.



I can see they're eye drops.
What's wrong with your eyes?

Nothing. Just, uh, lately they've
been itching a lot, that's all.

Hey, nice work last night.

Mmm.

MacGyver: Well,
it's a biotoxin all right.

Yeah, it sure is.

And it's gonna be transshipped
across Europe to the middle east,

Where it will be developed into
bigger and better biological weapons.

I mean, that is sick.

How can anyone be greedy
enough to sell this stuff?

Well, when we find out who's behind
Bobby bear toys, we'll be able to ask 'em.

Well, I've got research digging
into that, even as we speak.

They said they'd have
something for us by tomorrow.

Good. See you then.

Later.

Hey, dent!

Where'd you go last
night? I wanted to thank you.

Oh, I got a little nervous
when I heard the sirens.

I'm trying to stay
out of trouble.

Yeah? How's it goin'?

I'm clean.

That's good.

'Course, I've only been out
of the joint two days, but...

I wanted to ask a favor.

Go ahead.

I've gotta meet my
new parole agent,

and I was kinda wondering if...

You know, maybe if you
could come along with me.

You know, maybe vouch
that I'm not such a bad guy.

Oh, gee, uh...

Dent, am I really the
right guy for that job?

I mean, I...

I don't know you very well,

And what I do know is...

It sure would mean a lot to me.

Not so hot, I mean...

(Sighing)

Yeah, okay.

Hop in.

(Exclaiming)

So, I did a lot of hard thinkin'
when I was in the inside.

And I realized I'm not really
a bad person or anything.

I just always hung around
with the wrong crowd.

Now it's gonna be different.

Now I'm gonna hang
around with good people.

You know, people
I can look up to.

You know, role-model types.

Like you.

I mean, you helped
Cody go straight.

Well, yeah, but that
wasn't really planned.

I mean, I just
happened to be there.

Yeah! Just like with me.

Woman #1: He said he
could meet with me tomorrow.

Woman #2: I think it
would be a good idea.

(People chattering)

(Phone ringing)

Travis: Last call for Harding.

Douglas Harding!

Montana: Forget Harding, ed.

This is his second no-show.
Two strikes, he's out.

Scratch him. Hmm?

He's gone pal.

Whatever happened
to three strikes?

I hope she's not my pa.

What's pal?

Parolee at large.

Dent, Earl.

Earl?

Okay.

Now we come to our long
list of parolees' do's and don'ts,

but with your record, I'm sure
you know it better than I do.

- Maybe if I can explain a little...
- Uh, thanks.

I already know
the victim routine.

Beg your pardon, Ms. Montana?

Oh, how you were born on
the wrong side of the tracks.

How you never got an even break.

Well, actually...

Society owes you, am I right?

No! I don't think that at all.

Don't con me, Earl.

I may look naive, but
looks can be deceiving.

Well, maybe you should take
your own advice. What do you think?

Look, Mr. MacGyver,

you gave your little testimonial
for Earl. It was very nice.

Earl asked if you could sit
in on the interview. I said fine.

But if you persist in
prolonging this interview,

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to ask you to leave,

because as you can see, we are
a little understaffed around here.

You know, you haven't
listened to one word he's said.

Well, maybe I heard it before.

Well, maybe you haven't.

(Sighing) Okay.

What's on your mind, Earl?

Well, uh, just that I figured
out I'm responsible for... for me.

Dent: This time it's
gonna be different.

Uh-huh.

Got a job?

Well, I hit 10 places yesterday,

and I'm gonna hit
another 10 today.

And what are your skills,
besides making license plates?

Got a place to live?

I'm lookin'.

So, once you go through your $200
gate money, if you haven't already,

that means you're either out on
the street or back with the old gang.

Am I right?

He can stay with me.

I can?

Yeah.

For a little while.

This is great! Now
all I need is a job.

You serious about
wanting a legit job?

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

I may have something for you.

You familiar with
the, uh, chicken habit?

Yeah, I am. Uh, I wrecked
their plastic chicken.

Well, they just opened
up a new location on 26th.

Hey, you can throw a little
restitution into the bargain.

Let me see.

(Inaudible)

Montana: Okay. Just put
your John hancock right here.

I'll tell them to expect you
first thing in the morning.

And, dent, don't be late.

(People chattering)

♪♪(Country rock playing)

(Phone ringing)

(Man whooping)

Man: Come on, take it off!

Handle bar.

Kluge. For you.

Yeah?

Dent showed up like you said.

I found out where
he's gonna be workin'.

Dent: Thank you, ma'am.
Come see us again.

Now, remember, don't offer
the ketchup. They gotta ask for it.

Check.

So, you got any protein shakes?

Protein? MacGyver! Hey!

How you doin'?

- How do I look?
- You look...

You look good.

Derrick,

he's the assistant manager,

says that I'm a natural.

This sandwich
has dressing on it.

The kid ordered it dry.

Dad, I already ate
most of it. It's okay.

- Shut up and let me handle this.
- But...

Don't talk back to me, boy!

Let him go. I... I'll get
you another sandwich.

He's my kid, I'll
do what I want.

I said, let him go.

Okay, okay.

Man: Okay.

Kids don't like to be pushed
around any more than you do.

Earl, let go, let go. Let go.

Now. Now, now, uh,

That was, uh, one chicken
sandwich, hold the secret sauce.

Forget it. Come on.

Dent: Have a nice day.

Sorry. It's just...

Just for a second, uh,

I was that kid

and that son of a...

He was my old man.

(Sighing)

Bad luck. Won't happen again.

It's okay.

- All right, I'll see you tonight.
- All righty.

All right, not a bad day.

Not bad at all.

All right. Good night, Derrick.

9:00 am. Sharp.

Yes, sir.

(Chuckles)

Funny how things work out.

What do you say, dent?

Kluge?

Payback time.

I ain't gonna ride
with you, kluge.

I'm goin' straight.

(Scoffs)

Hinkley's back in business.

Bigger than ever.

- What's the matter, you
don't want - a piece of the pie?

No.

You and me did seven years
hard time because of him.

What's the matter with you?

I don't wanna do any more time.

What's the matter with you?

(gun cocking)

Oh, there's nothin'

I'm here to settle the
score with Hinkley.

I'm gonna need your help.

Klugie, come on, we're...

- Don't give me that buddy stuff.
- Come on, will you?

(Both grunting)

I told you, I'm goin' straight.

Nut.

You're nuts!

Rote!

Now what?

(Cartridge clicking)

You're about dent's size.

You got the ski mask?

Yeah.

We own dent.

Dent: Just so you don't think
I'm gettin' cozy or anything,

I start lookin' for
an apartment today.

Ah, don't worry about it.

Hey, listen, Earl.

You're gonna make it.

Don't let Montana
scare you, okay?

I'll try not to.

Hey, dent!

Are you crazy?

What are you guys doin'?

I can't be seen with you guys.

Get out of here!

Chicken habit got
robbed last night.

The assistant manager
got shot up pretty good.

What?

They say the assailant was
a big guy. Wore a ski mask.

Carried this weapon.

You're framin' me?

Whatever it takes.

Hinkley pays, or you're
back in the slammer.

Now, I got your
trike out of impound.

Pick it up at Oscar's.

Call me at this
number before 2:00,

Or else the cops get the gun.

(Motorcycles revving)

Dent?

Earl?

Dent: Upstairs.

Hey, where you goin', man?

I got a problem.

Yeah, no kiddin'.

Did you know that chicken
habit was robbed last night?

Yeah.

Derrick's gonna be
okay. I called the hospital.

Earl...

No! I never shot
anybody in my life.

Good.

(Sighing)

So why'd you miss your
appointment with Montana?

Because I know who
committed the robbery.

So why don't you
call the police?

Because the gun that was
used has my fingerprints on it.

How?

Oh, a guy I used to ride with
pulled it on me and I took it away.

He was wearin' gloves.

So he's settin' you up, right?

Not if I ride with him again.

I gotta call him at 2:00.

(Stammering) Ride with
him where? Who is this guy?

(Sighing) His
name's Jerry kluge.

We got busted together
seven years ago.

A dude named
Hinkley ratted on us.

Kluge wants revenge.

So that's between them, right?

Except that Hinkley's hideout
is way out in the boonies,

and I'm the only one
that knows where.

Look, I'm just gonna ride
with kluge till I get the gun.

No, no, that doesn't
make any sense at all.

Why don't you just tell
Montana what happened?

Oh, right, sure.

She's gonna believe me.

MacGyver, you in here?

- Oh, no.
- All right, all right, don't panic.

I'll talk to her first, okay?

You stay here.

Well, howdy, Ms. Montana.

Montana: So, you hear from him?

Yeah, as a
matter of fact, I did.

And?

He's being set up.

Oh! Oh! He is being set
up? That is a new one.

Can't you come up
with something original?

It happens to be the truth.

(Montana scoffing)

Yeah? So why doesn't
he tell me himself?

Because he's afraid
you won't believe him.

Well, he's probably right.

You know what? You're
not too sympathetic, are you?

I am a parole agent,
not a nanny, all right?

(Grunting)

Well, if you'd
give him a chance,

He might be able to
prove he's worth something.

(Scoffs)

(Screaming)

Yeah, right.

I thought you were on the level.

I am.

(Scoffing) Come on!

You were hiding him.
You helped him get away.

I didn't think he'd run.

(Scoffing)

look, Ms. Montana,

I want the system to work
the way it's supposed to, okay?

Yeah?

Well, in Earl dent's
case it's gonna,

'cause I'm sending
him right back to prison.

That would be a mistake.

Look, he is a high-control
parolee, a 10. Now he's gone pal.

- End of story.
- A 10, huh?

- Yeah.
- He's just a number to you, is that it?

Sometimes that's
all it boils down to.

Not with dent!

He wants to go straight.
Do you know that?

Maybe just wanting
it isn't enough.

It's a start!

Oh, it is nothing!

Believe me, I have
been through this

- with hundreds, thousands of these cases.
- Again with the numbers.

Don't you think
it'd be a good idea

if you took your job a
little more personally?

Personally?

How about junkies for parents?

Is that personal enough for you?

And they were always talkin'
about wanting to go straight.

You know something?
Talk's cheap.

I'm sorry about your parents.

But you are wrong about dent.

I don't think so.

Will you at least give me
a chance to get him back?

- (Laughing)
- You think you can find him?

If you give me
enough time, yes, I do.

Okay.

You got 24 hours.

I'm, uh, sending a complete
history on Jerry kluge.

Thornton: Criminal record,
known associates, everything.

Yeah, it's comin' through now.

Read about known
associate Pete dash.

He's in prison, so if you need
an entree, he may be the guy.

All right. Thanks, Pete.

Oh, by the way,

I did find the address on that
phone number you gave me.

Yeah, go ahead.

Hold on.

Uh, it's the handle bar,

3217 oakdale.

That's a biker
hangout, isn't it?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Hang out.

Ah, they'd never buy it.

Gotcha.

(People chattering)

♪♪(Rock music playing)

Tap or bottle?

Tomato juice.

I had a rough night, okay?

Rote: The whole thing
is fallin' apart, kluge.

How come he hasn't called?

It ain't 2:00 yet.

I don't know, kluge.

Even with dent,
there's only five of us.

We can't even convoy, man.

We got no logistics, no
support, no mechanics. We're...

Chill out!

(Ringing)

Handle bar.

Yeah, yeah. Hang on.

It's dent.

Yeah, man.

About time you called, dent.

Get your trike yet? Good.

Yeah, I want you
to meet us down at...

Listen very carefully...

(Kluge mumbling inaudibly)

Later, baby.

Let's split.

(Kluge laughing)

(Gang chattering)

He gotta be crazy or something.

Yeah, right.

♪♪(Humming)

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

Now, this is just the kind
of thing I was talkin' about.

How are we gonna convoy
all the way to Hinkley's?

We can't even get
out of the parking lot.

Shut up!

(Engine sputtering)

You into fixin' bikes?

I should think so.

The name's mechanic.

Mechanic, huh?

Well, get over here
and fix this, mechanic.

(Beeping)

(Engine starts)

Kluge: Yeah, all right!

It had a little dirt in
the fuel line, that's all.

Oh.

There you go.

Hey, you're all right.

Name's kluge.

MacGyver: Kluge.

I used to ride with
a buddy of yours.

Pete dash?

Oh, yeah?

I know dash.
Scrawny dude, right?

MacGyver: Scrawny?

The dash I know was a
big fat slob, 300 pounds.

Yeah, yeah, that's the dash
we know. That's the guy.

Nice meetin' you.

Hey, kluge.

Hey, yo, mechanic.

We could use someone like you.

Yeah, well, I ride solo
these days, thanks.

You into money?

Money's nice.

We're into hijacking 200
pounds of pure crystal meth

Worth about half
a million dollars.

Hey, dent, say
hello to mechanic.

- Howdy.
- He's all right.

Fixes anything.

Oh, uh, mechanic, maybe you can
take a look at somethin' on my trike?

You bet.

You're out of your mind,
comin' here. They'll kill you.

Well, you didn't leave me
much choice, now, did you?

Sure I did. You could
have just forgot about me.

No, there's where you're wrong.

What can I say?

You're all right.

Well, so are you,
Earl. So are you.

Okay.

You want me to go have it
out with Montana? Let's do it.

Well, we can't just yet.

Kluge's gonna hijack 200
pounds of crystal meth.

We can't let that
stuff hit the streets.

Two hundred?

Now I get it.

They don't just want Hinkley.

They wanna rip off his meth lab.

And you know where it is.

Yeah!

All right.

We'll get to Montana,
she'll notify the police,

- you'll come out smellin' like a Rose.
- All right.

We're movin' out.

Right now?

Gonna hit Hinkley's joint.

How far's the ride, dent?

About 20 miles.

You two ride point.

Kluge: We're outta here.

(Pigeons cooing)

(Grunting)

Where's Hinkley?

Hey!

♪♪(Rock music
playing on headphones)

Where is Hinkley?

He and the guys went to
town. Won't be back till morning.

Ah, how convenient.

Then we have the
place all to ourselves.

MacGyver: Uh, you know,

This guy might be handier
to you if you kept him alive.

You wanted Hinkley to
know who ripped him off,

This guy could give
him the message.

That's a good idea.

You think you can give
Hinkley that message for me?

Oh, sure, sure. Yeah, anything.

Then you get on
your bike and ride.

And you tell Hinkley the
next time I'm comin' after him.

Out! Vamoose!

On second thought,

I think I'll tell him myself.

(Gun firing)

Dump the body in the woods.

Get the rest of
the bikes in here,

In case Hinkley
comes back early.

Let's check this joint out.

(Gun cocking)

Well, all right.

(Whooping)

Look at this, boys.

Died and gone to heaven.

Rote: Man, with this kind of
money, we can go to paradise.

Someplace like Reno!

Look at this.

Hey, kluge!

Hawkins: Take a
look at what we found.

This was on mechanic's bike.

What's this, man?

I haven't the slightest idea. I've
never seen that thing before in my life.

What's this?

- I don't know!
- He's a cop!

- I ain't no cop!
- A cop?

Dent: What'd you get
me into here, kluge?

There could be more on the way.

It's cool.

If he's a cop, we
got ourself a hostage.

Dent, keep a gun on him.

Come here.

Drop it, dent! I mean now!

You four, come on out of
there with your hands up!

Real easy, boys.

You don't know what
you're doin', Montana.

Don't even talk to me, dent!

You ought to be ashamed of
yourself. MacGyver went to bat for you.

Oh, you two know
each other, huh?

Good thing I came along, huh?

(Montana exclaiming)

Get off of me! You
weigh a ton! Get up!

Yeah, real good.

(Montana grunting)

- I still say we should waste 'em.
- Right.

We'll clear this place out,
then burn it down with them in it.

It'll look like an accident,
and we'll be home free, baby.

And rich.

Yeah, no sense lettin'
this stuff go to waste.

Wrap it up. Load
it in the Van. Move.

I wish you guys would have
come to me in the first place!

We tried, okay?

(Montana scoffing)

(Whispering) I need some
noise so I can break that beaker.

What kind of noise?

Uh...

Talk louder.

- What do we talk about?
- Anything.

I just need time
to cut these ropes.

Let Montana cut 'em.

She's got the fangs for it.

(Speaking louder) That
is totally uncalled for!

I was just trying to do my job.

If you hadn't run, we wouldn't
be here in the first place.

Dent: What was I supposed to do?

Throw myself at your mercy?

(Scoffing)

Like you'd believe
what I told you, right?

Why? Why should I ever
believe a loser like you?

I am not a loser.

Yeah? Well, you sure
could have fooled me.

Hey, keep it down in there!

If you're so swift, how come you
come here without any backup?

How am I supposed to
be able to call in backup

when I don't even
know where we are?

- Dent: Oh, that makes you real smart, don't it?
- Montana: Oh!

Have you ever tried to follow a tracing
screen and drive 80 miles an hour?

There is not a lot of spare
moments for sightseeing!

Well, maybe if you
weren't such a dragon lady,

you'd have a partner to
do those things for you!

Well, maybe if there weren't so many
sociopaths like you running around,

we could afford partners!

- Really?
- (Whispering) Okay, you can stop now.

(Continuing to speak
loudly) Hey, at least I'm trying.

- (Montana scoffing)
- Not that it matters to you!

Even though you are
my freakin' parole agent.

I mean, if a guy's pa won't
give him a break, who will?

Oh, now I suppose you're gonna
try and tell me how to do my job!

- Hey!
- Huh?

You can stop. I'm done.

Oh.

About time.

(Sniffing)

(Rote coughing)

(Grunting)

Ah, come on.

Allow me.

Good job.

(Gang chattering)

(Sighing)

You think we can
make a break for it?

No, they got too many guns.

We gotta even things up a bit.

Yes, sir, yes, sir.

(Whispering) What are you doin'?

Mixin' stuff.

When this dries, it
should explode on impact.

How long to dry?

Not long, I hope.

Tell him to hurry up. We're
gonna split. Get down there.

Better hurry.
Hawkins is on his way.

Dent: How's it work?

When he steps on it, it
should explode a little.

All right, take cover.

Hey! Give me a hand in here.

Go see what he wants.

(Sighing)

(Grunting)

I'll grab his attention.

- You blind-side him.
- Okay.

What's up?

They're loose in here!

(Grunts)

Give it up, kluge,
you're all alone!

Dent: He's gettin' away!

(Truck engine stalling)

(Engine starting)

(Tires screeching)

(Tires screeching)

(Coughing)

I loved that trike.

(Clearing throat) Earl?

Hey, Montana,
MacGyver, how you doin'?

Good. We got some news for you.

I heard. They busted
Hinkley. All right!

No, no, no. It's not about
that. It's about, um, work.

Work?

Work's great.
Couldn't be better!

I love it!

You love it?

Hey, it's me.

Should we even tell him?

Tell me what?

I don't know,

I wouldn't want him to
feel obligated or anything.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but, I mean,
it's such a great idea you had.

I mean, I really
do need a partner,

And with a Grant from the
Phoenix foundation, it's perfect.

Wait a minute.

- A Grant?
- Yeah.

Did you say "partner"?

Yeah. Montana needs a partner.

Yeah, you know, muscle.

Like a... Like a field operative

for those high-control
clients of mine.

Yeah. We kind of
work well together.

And you know what?

I got some real innovative
ideas I'd like to try out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You are not being hired for your ideas.

You are coming aboard as a grade
three provisional employee, and...

Grade three?

- Yeah.
- A grade three?

What do you mean, "grade three"?

What am I?

- (Sighing)
- Some kind of number again?

You had a number for a reason,
dent. What do you want from me?

All I ever wanted was a
little understanding, okay?

Montana: Oh, now,
wait just a minute here.

Dent: No, no, no, you
wait just a minute here.

Do you want this job or not?

Well, I think I might be
overqualified for the job.

Overqualified at what,
making license plates?

I can make a lot of numbers on
'em, and they're pretty darn good, too.

Oh, yeah, and I bet the
lowest one is your IQ.

I can tell right now, it's gonna
be a delight to work with you.

Oh, come... oh, please!

No, really.

You make me sick.