MacGyver (1985–1992): Season 6, Episode 4 - Twenty Questions - full transcript

To the Wilsons,

and the snows of
mount Kilimanjaro.

To the Wilsons.

Really nice place...

Hey, Brett. Get a load of this.

Your little friend
is out like a light.

I couldn't get rid of her, okay?

Relax.

What she doesn't
know won't hurt her.

Uh-oh. Trouble.

The maid.



Uh, I thought you said
you checked on the maid.

It's her day off.
I saw her leave.

Yeah, right.

All right, nobody panic.

I'll grab the loot,
you guys split.

We'll meet back at the club.

- Lisa.

- Lisa.
- Huh?

Lisa, come on.

Come on, Lisa. We
got to get out of here.

All right.

Who are you? What do you want?

What do you want?

Thanks for comin' at
this late hour.



I'm really sorry to drag
you down here, MacGyver.

Well, did you get
a name on this kid?

No. She still insists
she'll only talk to you.

Nobody else.

Well, that's weird.

Yeah, I think she's involved
in that string of burglaries

out on royal beach.

Uh-oh. Here we go.

Hi, MacGyver.

Lisa?

Uh, Lisa who?

Woodman.

Her father's Eric woodman.

Oh, that big wall street guy.

Whoopee.

You want to tell me
what's goin' on here?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

That's why I had them call
you instead of my parents.

At least you'll listen.

Uh, thanks.

All right, so sit
down. I'm listening.

I did not break into
Darlene's house.

She's my friend. I know
where she hides her house key.

I'm on the outs with
my parents, okay?

This afternoon
they freaked me out.

They could yell and shout all
they wanted to. I was out of there.

I knew the Wilsons were on
vacation, so I crashed at their place.

Uh, uh, detective Kiley
said there was a burglary?

Yeah, and a maid was
hurt. He won't let me forget it.

But I didn't do it, MacGyver.

I might have left the door
unlocked, but I was so tired.

All I could think about
was goin' to sleep.

Oh, yeah. Booze
does that to you.

You were drinking?

How many times do I
have to tell you people?

I ate a bunch of candy cordials.

You know the kind with
the real liquor in the middle?

That's what they
smelled on my breath.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

MacGyver, have
I ever lied to you?

What took
you guys so long?

Whoo! Was that a trip!

That was close.

Too close.

Aw, come on, Holly,
that's what it's all about.

The excitement. The hunt.

Or as my old man,
Arthur b. Reynolds,

the great white
hunter would say,

"The thrill of the hunt."

I don't think my folks would
ever cut me off without a dime

like your father did.

Well, you didn't
flunk out of Stanford.

Oh, no, no, wait a minute here.

I didn't flunk out.

I mean, you've got to
go to classes to flunk out.

Brett, your dad
was paying the bills.

He had the money.

You know, my dad
used to always say,

"get a job, do somethin'
with that brain of yours."

Well, I'm usin' it.

Here, put this
with the other stuff.

Where's Lisa?

Beats me. Once we split the
house, everybody was on their own.

Why don't you give her a call,
make sure she got home okay.

What's happening? I
thought we were out of here.

Adam, come on, we just scored!

Kick back, savor the moment.

We're cool here.

The maid answered.
She's not at home.

You didn't say anything? No.

I knew we shouldn't
have let her tag along.

I didn't hear anybody complaining
when Lisa paid for all the beer.

Hey, she's the one that wanted to
impress us with all her credit cards.

Time-out.

Holly will talk to her at
school tomorrow, okay?

It'll be fine.

And if it isn't?

Then Lisa's got a
problem, doesn't she?

Lisa?

Look at you!

Where have you been, young lady?

Out.

MacGyver, what...

- What are you doing here?
- Uh...

Can we talk?

Well, sure. In here.

We were worried sick.

Sure you were.

Lisa, don't start!

Start what?

I'm flattered you even
noticed I was gone.

Look at your hair.

Uh, Katherine, Eric,
I think that can wait.

What MacGyver is trying
to say is I've been busted.

Busted?

A house was robbed
and a maid assaulted.

The police found
Lisa inside. Asleep.

Huh, naturally
you think I'm guilty.

Which I am not!

You were with Holly
again, weren't you?

We know you weren't in
school today. They called.

I got Lisa released into my
custody, but there will be a hearing.

Oh, lord.

Sorry if it's an inconvenience.

That's it, young lady. You
go up to your room right now.

This minute, go!

Like I told you, MacGyver,
we don't get along too well.

Will somebody tell me
what's goin' on here?

I wish I knew.

We're at our wits end.

You should have seen
her last report card.

- Three "d's" and two "f's."
- Lisa?

Not to mention, 15
unexcused absences.

Well, what is it?
What's goin' on?

You have good reason
to be concerned, MacGyver.

Lisa woodman lied to you.

We contacted the Wilsons.

There's no daughter
named Darlene

And they've never heard of Lisa.

And about her not drinking?

Take a look at the
arresting officer's report.

"Pronounced odor of alcohol,
slurred speech, poor coordination."

Yeah. It takes a lot more than
candy cordials to get that ripped.

Well, that could
explain her behavior.

Uh, let me guess.

Lying, problems at home,

rotten grades, new friends.

Alcohol related?

It's nothing new.

Five million American
kids abuse alcohol

By the time they
hit the 12th grade.

Look, MacGyver, I hate
to, uh, burst your bubble,

But whatever the reason,
Lisa was in on the Wilson job.

Meaning she better pray that
maid makes it out of intensive care.

Lisa, wait up!

- Holly.

I've been looking
all over for you.

What happened yesterday?

Nothing happened. Why?

You didn't know I was arrested?

Arrested? Where?

At the Wilson house.

Lisa, no.

How come you guys
didn't wake me up?

We did. You must
have fallen back asleep.

The police said the
place was robbed.

And a maid pushed
down a flight of stairs.

Holly, I can't
remember anything.

It wasn't us, was it?

Really, Lisa...

I mean, partying at a
friend's beach house

without permission is one thing,

but robbing and hurting
someone? No way.

Somebody must have broken
in while you were zonked out.

That's what I told the police.

What else did you tell them?

Lisa?

MacGyver.

Meet my best friend, Holly.

Hi.

Holly's a senior. And
head cheerleader.

What are you doing here?

I'd like to talk to you. Maybe
I can give you a ride home?

Well, gotta run. See you, Lisa.

I'm the only 9th grader
Holly even talks to.

Is that good?

Never mind. You
wouldn't understand.

Yeah, there seems to
be a lot I don't understand.

Oh. Well, what now?

Well, you lied to me yesterday.

I'd like to know why.

And the police report said

you smelled of alcohol,
your speech was slurred,

And your coordination was lousy.

What else am I
supposed to think?

Okay, I lied. There.
Are you happy?

No.

I wanna know what
really happened.

I cut classes to go
to a beach party.

There was a lot of
beer and stuff and...

Well, I didn't wanna be
a drag, so I had a few.

Yeah. Then what?

I got sick, then I got sleepy.

Someone said the Wilson
house had an open window.

So I climbed in and looked
for a place to lie down and die.

That's all I can remember.

Now, why didn't you tell that
to the police in the first place?

And let my mother and
father know I'd been drinking?

Come on, MacGyver,
what's the big deal?

Didn't you experiment
when you were a kid?

Yeah. Once. When I was 11.

You see?

Freddie mapes and
I put away a six-pack

in less than an hour one time.

You got loaded?

Yeah.

I kept telling myself
it tasted great.

But all of a sudden I didn't
know what I was doing.

I couldn't walk straight,
I couldn't talk straight.

For me, there was
nothing to like about it.

Freddie liked it just fine.

So much so that it
cost us our friendship.

Because he wasn't
as perfect as you?

No.

Because five years
later he got drunk

and wrapped his
dad's car around a tree.

His girlfriend is
now a paraplegic.

And Freddie is dead.

You really think I have a
drinking problem, don't you?

- I don't know.
- Well, I don't!

I was just doing what every
other kid does. Including you.

All right. Fine.

But will you do me a favor?

I want you to
take a little test.

It's called "twenty
questions for adolescents."

A lot of schools are
starting to use this approach.

It's kind of new.

They're just trying to get the
kids to be honest with themselves.

So, there's no lecturing,
no hassling, no parents.

Just you and the pencil.

"Do you use alcohol or
drugs to build self-confidence?"

If anybody should take
this test, it's my mother.

Lisa, this isn't about
anybody else. It's about you.

Now, come on, it'll only
take a couple of minutes.

Then I'll take you
home, all right?

"do you ever drink or get high

"immediately after
you have a problem

"at home or at school?" No way.

"Have you ever missed
school due to alcohol or drugs?"

You can relax, MacGyver,
I'm not an alcoholic.

Lisa!

Up here, please.

Excuse us a moment,
MacGyver. Eric's in his study.

David, trust me.
Langston has to sell.

We're the only game in town.

All right, you, too.

MacGyver.

- Eric, I 'd like to talk to you about Lisa.
- Again?

Lisa's all we talk
about around here.

Yeah, well, I think I know why.

Well, glad somebody
does. I'm all ears.

She's been drinking.

How much and for how long, I
don't know. But it could be a problem.

Lisa drinking?

Impossible. We would've known.

Eric, I know it
sounds like a cliche,

but sometimes parents
are the last to know.

The warning signs
are definitely there.

What warning signs?

The lying, staying
out till all hours,

mood changes,
sudden drop in grades.

Daddy!

Daddy, would you please
get mother off my back?

Your father has already seen
the photostats of your signature.

Lisa used my credit card to
charge enough food to feed an army.

- Mother!
- What is the matter with you?

- Nothing is the matter with me.
- I give up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
C-Can I say something here?

You've already said something.

Well then, why isn't
anybody listening?

Look, I've known you
guys for a long time.

I love you all, I
consider you my friends.

So, please trust me when
I tell you that as a family,

it looks like
you're falling apart.

MacGyver thinks Lisa's
becoming an alcoholic.

- Oh, Eric!
- What?

I hate you, MacGyver!

I hate you!

All I said was that she
could have a problem.

A teenager can abuse
alcohol and not be an alcoholic.

In fact, some researchers say it
could start with a defective gene.

I beg your pardon?

Are you suggesting
alcoholism runs in the family?

That is a horrible thing to say!

I'm not being judgmental here.

I think it's time
you left, MacGyver.

I'm just trying to help!

Well, I'll tell you how you can
do it. Get out of this house, now!

Oh, come on, Eric. Come on.

Get out! And don't come back!

And I thought he was our friend.

Look who just
left for the Congo.

We're back in business.

Brett, you didn't tell me
about the maid getting hurt.

Well, she got in my way. She
just fell down a couple of stairs.

She's gonna be all right.

How'd you find out about that?

I talked to Lisa.

The police found her
at the Wilson house.

Oh, great. What'd she tell 'em?

I don't know. Some guy
named MacGyver interrupted us

before I could find out.

Was he a cop?

I don't know.

But he wanted to
talk to Lisa real bad.

We better check her out.

Bye, Hanna.

Hey, Lisa. Ready for school?

Sure.

- Hi, Brett.
- Hi.

Hey, I got a better idea.
Why don't we go to the beach?

Sounds cool to
me. How about you?

Gee. I don't know. I'm in
enough trouble already.

Folks again?

They're threatening
to send me back

to private school
in Switzerland.

So, what difference
does it make?

Nothing you do pleases them.

Hey, look
at the bright side.

If you get 'em mad enough,
they'll never speak to you again.

You're right. Let's do it.

I... i don't
believe my ears.

You mean you actually agree with
me that Lisa was in on the Wilson job?

Mike, what I said was

I thought she might be
hanging out with whoever did it.

I know she's not a thief.

So, what do you want from me?

Well, help me find
out who they are.

Mike, come on,
you're my last hope.

Her parents want
nothin' to do with me.

I really hit a nerve with them.

Come on, you had to have
come up with something.

Look, I have got nothing.

What, not even fingerprints?

MacGyver, I've got six
burglary victims, all on vacation.

That's it.

Well, what about airlines?
Destinations for those people.

Nothing connects. I got
the vouchers right here.

Mind if I take a look?

Attaboy.

Listen, uh, spread the word.

If everything
checks out with Lisa,

I've got the perfect gig set up.

How do you know
she's gonna level with us?

Trust me.

This stuff is better
than truth serum.

And she can't get enough of it.

♪♪

Here you go, Lisa.

Oh, gosh. I can't, Brett.

What's the matter? Mom and dad?

MacGyver.

MacGyver? What's he to you?

My best friend.

Until he called me a drunk.

There's no way
I'm gonna give him

or my parents the satisfaction.

How are they gonna know?

They aren't.

I mean, unless one beer is
gonna put you over the edge.

Out of control.

I can stop any time I want.

Hmm. That's what
they all say, Lisa.

Okay. I'll prove it.

One beer. Then
I got to go, okay?

Hey, Mike.

We've got a common
denominator here.

All these tickets were booked
through the same travel agency.

Safari gun and travel club.

Right. It's the only agency in
royal beach. Everybody uses 'em.

It could mean
something, you know.

Kiley. Yeah, bill.

Lisa woodman?
Yeah, yeah, I got it.

That's detective
lubash, homicide.

The Wilson maid just died.

They wanna talk to Lisa.

Oh, man.

I'll tell you what. You
wanna help me out?

You bring Lisa down here,

and I'll check out
this travel agency.

Got it.

♪♪

All right, Lisa!

Whoa. Whoa.

Help yourself.

Oh, if MacGyver
could only see you now.

Don't mention that name.

What is he, a cop?

No. He's an ex-friend.

How'd the house check out?

Perfect, secluded,
no alarm system.

- But we gotta forget about ripping it off.
- What are you talkin' about?

I just heard it on the news.

That maid you pushed down the
stairs, she's dead. She's dead, man!

Jonathan, shh, shh, shh.

Take it easy. Slow down.

That's murder. The police find
out and we'll all end up in jail.

So, who says they're
gonna find out?

'Cause that little brat's gonna
tell 'em just to save her own skin.

Don't bet on it.

Just go down and join the fun.

I'll take care of
everything, okay?

Sure, Brett. Whatever you say.

What's the matter?

Nothing. Why don't
you go home for a while?

Relax, I'll call
you later, okay?

Brett, what's wrong?

What's goin' on?

The maid died.

We're gonna have to
do somethin' about Lisa.

Brett, you wouldn't
hurt her, would you?

Holly, you've been in on
this thing from the beginning.

If Lisa talks, you go to
jail with the rest of us.

- I know...
- Holly.

I said I'd take care of it.

Now, just go home. Go on.

Hey, Holly?

What are you doing here?

I'm lookin' for Lisa.

Well, I certainly don't
know where she is.

Well, that's weird.

The woodman's maid said you and a
friend picked her up on the way to school.

Well, that must have been
someone else. It wasn't me.

Goin' somewhere?

I'm gonna visit
my grandmother's.

You're gonna miss
an awful lot of school.

Holly,

Lisa's your friend. If
you have any idea...

Lisa's a bratty 9th grader
who won't leave me alone.

- That's all she is, okay?
- Hey, look,

A woman died this morning.
They're trying to blame Lisa for it.

Look, I don't have...

What a mess. Look
what you made me do!

Is this your boyfriend?

Yeah. Sort of.

What's his name?

Brett.

Brett. Does he belong
to that gun club?

His father owns the place.

So, that'd give him full
run of the facilities, huh?

Including the travel service.

Holly, somethin's
going on. What is it?

I don't know!

You do know!

Now what is it, what's goin' on?

They're gonna do
something to Lisa.

Something awful.

Who?

Tell me!

Holly!

What are they gonna do to Lisa?

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Didn't believe my uncle
gave me the keys, did you?

Big deal.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Me?

I, uh, I'm not really here.

Are you?

Come on, Brett. Knock
off with the word games.

- What are we gonna do?
- All right, real simple.

When the police find her
body, it's gonna look like

she's been rippin' off all these
houses all by her lonesome.

And she's gonna take the
rap for the Wilson's maid.

Posthumously.

Gross. Really gross, Lisa.

I really freaked my English
teacher out with that one.

- You wanna see my goldfish?
- Sure.

Ooh, i... i gotta lie down.

Safari gun and travel.

Uh, just a minute.

Yeah, Kiley. MacGyver.

What?

We got to move
fast on this, Mike.

Lisa's life is in danger.

- Well, where is sh?
- I don't know yet.

But I got an idea
on how to find her.

Let me talk to the
travel agent there.

Uh, Betty, this is MacGyver. He
wants to ask you a few questions.

Sure.

Betty? Does Brett Reynolds have
an access code to your computer?

Yes. He helps
me out occasionally.

All right.

Will you check all your
clients who are on vacation

And see if Brett has
accessed their files this week?

Okay.

Just one.

He logged in last night,
uh, the David sanford's.

210 sunset Lane.

All right, that's got to be
it. Mike, I'll meet you there.

Holly, go back to your
house and wait there.

All right.

Put her in here behind the wheel

Like she passed out before
she could get it in gear.

Poor Lisa.

She should know better
than to drink and drive.

You know what I mean?

All right, I gotta get my bag.

You guys take off. I'll meet
you back at the gun club.

Lisa?

Lisa, are you in here?

Oh, my gosh!

Lisa!

Don't move! Do not move!

Lisa!

Lisa!

Can you hear me?

Huh? W-What? What... what?

Honey, open the door.

The door, Lisa, open it!

I... i can't, I can't!

All right, honey. It's okay.

The window.

Open the window, Lisa.

Come
on, you can do it!

I can't. I can't.

You can do it. You can do it!

Crank it, come on!

I can't, no.

You can do it, Lisa!

Crank that window!

I can't!

That's it. Come on.

That's it.

That's it. Come on, Lisa.

That's it.

I can't.

That's it. That's it.

You can do it. All right.

All right, baby. All right.

Come on. Crawl to me. Come on.

That's it.

That's it. Come on. That's it.

I'm so sorry, MacGyver.

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

Her folks will be
here in a few minutes.

Tell 'em Lisa can't leave
town until she testifies.

Thanks, Mike.

How're you feelin'?

There's something
you got to know.

You know that 20
questions test I took?

I flunked it.

I do have a drinking problem.

That's not easy to say, is it?

Well that's a good
start. Admitting it.

It's a real good start.