Going all to pieces, MacGyver.
Oh, man.
Hello?
Pleasant dreams, MacGyver.
He has recurring nightmares, attention lapses.
He... he also seems to be suffering from delusions and paranoia.
"Symptoms of job-related stress."
There. You see my concern?
Come in.
Hey, Pete. How you doing?
Oh, adjusting.
Thanks to modern technolog I'm still getting stuck
with my share of the paperwork.
Oh, I think you know Cindy Finnegan, don't you?
She's my new manager of Field Operations.
Yeah, sure. Hi.
This is Dr. Darnell's psychological fitness assessment on you, MacGyver.
He's worried about you. So am I.
Well, it's nothing a good night's sleep wouldn't take care of.
If I could get one.
You know, according to your service file,
your behavior has become most alarming,
ever since the death of this, uh...
Murdoc?
Exactly.
Miss Finnegan, the Chairman only appointed you
to this position a few weeks ago.
So you don't know MacGyver very well.
And you didn't know Murdoc. Because if you did,
you would understand MacGyver's concern.
Well, that may be, but Murdoc is dead.
His body was found in the river
at the bottom of a mineshaft.
There certainly wasn't much left to identify, was there?
Well, the FBI and Interpol were convinced.
Now why can't you accept it?
Because every time I think Murdoc is dead,
he comes back.
Oh, you're obsessed.
You don't know Murdoc!
Hold it. Time out, all right?
MacGyver,
Dr. Darnell is concerned that you are headed
for a first-class case of job burnout.
Pete, I'm okay.
Yeah, well, okay isn't good enough.
Look, in just one hour,
Pablo Delasora arrives at the courthouse.
The Phoenix Foundation cannot afford to have our operative
in charge of his security preoccupied with ghosts.
The security is all in place.
Everything's been taken care of.
Mr. Thornton,
in light of the controversy about the Phoenix Foundation
handling the security for the Delasora trial,
I feel sure that the Chairman of the Board
would want me to check out MacGyver's arrangements,
just to be sure that everything is okay.
Miss Finnegan, one thing I do is know my people very well,
especially MacGyver.
And I trust him 100%.
No. Pete, you know, it's okay.
In fact, I insist.
Fine. I'll drive.
Your car hasn't been cleared through security.
I'll drive.
Fine.
So, we've got
guards stationed on every roof
within two blocks of the courthouse.
Check.
And a guard on the inside
and the outside of the courtroom.
Check. Also, men on every floor,
linked by radios equipped with scramblers?
Check.
Now, the police should be diverting traffic to make way
for the motorcade's route to the jail.
Yeah, except it's a dummy motorcade.
Check. Meanwhile, an unmarked car
will take Delasora
on a secret route to our secured location?
Check, check, check.
Okay.
See? Everything's under control.
Everything, huh?
Oh, come on.
Stryke!
I thought we agreed to keep the media down to a minimum.
Yeah, Delasora's lawyer had other ideas.
He demanded full media coverage.
We lost.
Oh, um, Cindy Finnegan, this is...
Bob Stryke from the Federal Prosecutor's office.
Yes, I know, I've read your file.
It is my job.
MacGyver, Miss Finnegan, this is Marietta Roblas.
She's helping us coordinate the evidence
for Delasora's trial.
Oh, there he is.
Look at him.
He's gained weight on your prison food,
while the country, he and his generals looted, is starving.
Even stripped of his power, he's a monster.
How do you view your chance in an American court?
This trial should never have happened.
I was kidnapped from my country by your government,
to face these preposterous charges.
But, I am confident that my lawyer
will prove them groundless.
I am an innocent man.
And being innocent, I know I have nothing to fear
in a true court of law.
What is your government's reaction?
Look out!
What are you doing?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
MacGyver, what happened?
He was here.
- Who? - Murdoc.
Murdoc?
Miss Finnegan, what is going on out there?
Where's MacGyver?
He's looking for ghosts.
That's right, Mr. Thornton, you heard me.
He's about 5'8",
uh, wearing a gray jacket, a blue shirt.
He had a camera.
Are you sure?
I mean, he was almost right next to you.
Can't help you.
Sorry, MacGyver.
We can't find a trace of a dart.
No, it's gotta be around here somewhere.
I saw him load and fire it from a phony camera.
Who is this Murdoc, anyway?
Who was Murdoc is more like it.
Mr. Thornton would like to speak with you.
Uh, I gave him a full briefing.
Yeah, I'll bet.
Uh, Pete, I know how this sounds.
MacGyver, the last thing the Phoenix Foundation needs right now
is any more controversy
over this Delasora security arrangement.
You understand?
We are all being watched, especially me.
Pete, if Murdoc is after Delasora,
we've got a lot more to worry about
than the Foundation's image.
Murdoc is dead.
No!
No, he's not.
I don't know how,
but he's not dead, I saw him.
That doctor is right. You do need a rest,
and you are going to get it.
Now go home. Get some sleep.
What?
MacGyver, as a friend, listen to me.
I am convinced that Cindy's whole job here
is to keep me under observation,
to evaluate my performance.
This has nothing to do with you.
Yes, it does.
I still have to prove myself.
And she's already turned in a report on your obsession.
Neither one of us have any credibility right now.
Look, MacGyver, do me a favor.
Drop the Murdoc thing
for both our sakes?
The President is expected to veto the bill.
In other news, there was unexpected excitement today
when Pablo Delasora arrived in court.
An overzealous member of the Phoenix Foundation security team
attacked a news reporter he suspected was trying
to kill the former Central American dictator.
Delasora was shaken but unhurt.
The incident has prompted renewed controversy
about Washington's decision
to employ the Phoenix Foundation,
a privately owned organization
to provide security for Delasora...
Come and get me, MacGyver.
What's wrong, MacGyver?
Starting to see ghosts?
What kind of game are you playing, Murdoc?
Dead men don't play games.
I'm gonna make you wish you never killed me.
Stop!
Get away from the car.
MacGyver! What are you doing?
Just get away. Stay back.
It's a chess piece.
A pawn.
It's a message from Murdoc.
A message?
Yeah, he's telling me I've been used.
But why was it taped to my car?
To throw me off track. Come on.
Hold it.
Hey, Delasora, your chow's here.
Bon appetit.
Stryke.
Murdoc could be in the hotel.
Get Delasora out of there, now!
Miss Finnegan.
Get to Delasora's room. Tell him to evacuate now.
What's wrong?
MacGyver insists Murdoc is still after Delasora.
This obsession of his is really getting out of hand.
Miss Finnegan, now!
Honestly, if I ever hear the name Murdoc again,
I swear...
We have an incident on the first floor.
No, Mr. Chairman, the General was not hurt.
He was in another room when the bomb went off.
Yes, sir, we did lose one man. Jake Gibbs.
Yes, we are staying on top of it.
I'm so sorry about your man.
It's such a waste.
I knew Jake Gibbs for more than 20 years.
In fact, I brought him over from DXS with me
when I came to the Phoenix.
He was a good man.
That is how it always goes with Delasora.
During our revolution, he always survived
while innocent people were hurt.
I wish that bomb had succeeded.
No, you don't mean that.
People like Delasora
have to stand trial for their crimes.
You know, it's not like Murdoc to miss twice.
I sent a team to that address
you gave us, MacGyver.
They found, and I quote,
"An empty room in an empty building."
Well, obviously Murdoc cleaned it out.
Can't you give your paranoia a rest?
Yeah, and who do you think planted the bomb, huh?
Don't you think it would be wise to start looking
for suspects who are still among the living?
All right.
I just got word from my office in Washington.
Uh, sorry, Thornton, the Phoenix Foundation's off the case.
What are you talking about?
They can't just fire us!
Washington's already taken too much heat
over using a private organization for Delasora's security.
Especially one with the Director of Field Operations who's disabled.
You mean blind?
Listen, my vision has nothin to do with this.
That may be, but after this we have no choice. You're out.
You know, with Murdoc after Delasora,
you're gonna need help.
Yes, well, we've got it.
A crack special forces squad is being flown in
to reactivate an old military base outside town.
They'll house Delasora there during the trial,
so he'll be safe. Even from dead men.
Oh, come on.
Miss Roblas?
The Chairman is just gonna love this.
I hope you're satisfied.
You know, if you could drop the attitude
for just a split second, you might realize
that I could be right about Murdoc.
Murdoc, Murdoc, God, you are obsessed!
Mr. Thornton, are you going to stand by
and let this man continue to turn the Phoenix Foundation
into a laughingstock?
No, I'm not.
Pete?
MacGyver, I can't let my personal feelings
override my better judgment any longer.
As of now, you're no longer working for the Phoenix Foundation.
And that is final.
Well, good management decision, Pete.
Delasora claimed the bomb
that miraculously spared his life
may have been planted by terrorists
sent by the new government of El Santori.
The accusation was strongly denied by Washington
and President Garcia of El Santori.
Immediately following the incident,
Delasora's lawyer asked...
Come on in, Pete.
...to get an extension of the trial date,
stating he wants to insure his client's personal safety.
What a cab driver I just had.
And I like cab drivers.
This one just tried to take me for an extra $7
on the fare over here. Can you believe that?
And I'm carrying a white cane.
Good thing I counted the ticks on the meter, huh?
Hey, how did you know that was me?
Pete, we've been friends a long time.
Oh.
You mean my performance back there
was pretty easy to see through, huh?
Uh-huh.
Gonna have to work on my delivery.
Your delivery was just fine.
Cindy bought it, that's all that counts. Come on, sit down.
Well, listen, I had to do something,
to get her off my back, and yours.
...American justice system, by murdering
the accused ex-dictator.
Meanwhile, Federal authorities
have taken control of Delasora's trial security
from the Phoenix Foundation.
Though making no official statement...
Can we cut that off?
Gladly.
Listen, when I first had to admit to myself
that I was going blind,
I also had to tell myself that I could still do my job.
That it was my experience an my... my judgment that counted.
Not just my eyes.
You were right.
Yeah, but I still have to prove it.
Listen, this whole thing reeks of Murdoc,
I know that.
But every move I make,
I run into Cindy, or the Chairman of the Board.
I need your help, MacGyver.
They have... they have got my hands tied on this.
Well, you obviously untied mine for a reason.
What do you have in mind?
All right.
If it is Murdoc, who is he working for?
That I don't know.
But we might want to consider
those high-level security risks
that Washington was so worried about.
Exactly.
Maybe it's time that somebody
paid an unannounced visit to that army base
that Delasora's being held at.
All technicians report to control center.
Repeat, all technicians report to control center.
Attention, prepare to begin final operation.
Excuse me.
Attention, all personnel.
All personnel, report to the launch site.
30 seconds to test firing.
Non-essential personnel,
clear the starboard blast zone.
Test phase completed.
All personnel, prepare for full-launch countdown.
Oye! They need an extra hand
in the Command Center.
Hold it right there, amigo.
Turn around.
Well, well...
At ease, MacGyver.
So, the revolutionary has become a bureaucrat.
Oh, yes, I recognize you.
From your days with the guerilla forces.
I make a point to remember all my enemies.
You must have a very good memory.
Do not upset me!
Or I will not let you live long enough to see
how I will destroy your ridiculous new government.
What do you mean?
It means that tonight President Delasora
will once again assume the reigns of power
in El Santori.
In less than an hour, troops loyal to me
will attack the capital and regain control.
No, the people will stop you.
The people?
The people are sheep.
They will do nothing,
when they see your government reduced to rubble,
thanks to General Murdoc's missile.
MacGyver!
You okay?
Well, MacGyver, it appears that the military look is in.
Of course, I have more accessories.
A little early for Halloween isn't it, Murdoc?
You must show more respect for General Murdoc.
General?
Don't you need a country for that?
My commission will become official
when Delasora takes power.
Murdoc, you've always worked alone.
What made you a team man all of a sudden?
Well, MacGyver, times change.
Homicide. International Trust decided
that I was over the hill.
So, faced with few employment prospects, well,
I decided to
be all that I can be.
Is the missile ready to launch?
On your order, sir.
Good.
Then, I will make an example of these two.
They'll be the first casualties of my return to power.
Organize a firing squad.
Blew it again, huh, Murdoc?
Is that supposed to be a joke, MacGyver?
No.
You're the joke.
Think about it.
All the times you've tried to kill me,
you've done nothing but fail.
Now you need a firing squad to do it for you?
How weak is that?
Carry out your order, General.
By all means. I'll shoot the girl.
However...
I would like to find a more inventive way
of executing MacGyver.
All personnel, secure the launch station.
I think you're gonna find this most intriguing, MacGyver.
The army took this off the line back in the '60s,
brought the whole thing back from Europe.
This, of course, has been in storage for years.
I love these old rockets, they're so solid.
I gotta know, Murdoc.
The body they found? Who was it?
Ah. Well,
the river under the mineshaf surfaced about a mile away.
I swam out, I came across a fisherman,
he didn't have much luck. I did.
But, you know, MacGyver, I convinced everyone that I was dead.
Except for you.
But, that gave me the idea
to go to Delasor a with my plan.
Now I knew there was controversy
surrounding your involveme with trial security.
Well,
it was an opportunity that I couldn't miss.
So you used me to discredit the Foundation.
Absolutely.
Stellar performance. It was perfect.
Congratulations.
Tie him under the rocket, could you?
You are pigs!
Well...
When the countdown is over, the jets will ignite
and when the missile hits an altitude of 2,000 feet,
the rocket fuel booster will ignite and deliver a ton of TNT
to the capital of El Santori.
Right under the doorstep of the Presidential Palace.
And you, MacGyver, well, you'll be toast.
Secure for launch.
You know, MacGyver, I...
I've been wasting my talents all these years.
I mean, one target at a time,
it's sort of a... a dead-end job.
Now I've... I've... I've found something better than just killing for money.
Killing for money and power.
Goodbye, MacGyver.
Yes. Yes.
Come here.
No!
God.
Take a good look, Miss Roblas.
This is the beginning of the end
for your pathetic government.
Have the Command Center radio El Santori
and order our troops to launch their attack
at precisely 1400 hours.
Butcher!
Proceed with the execution.
Ready.
Aim.
MacGyver! It has to be him.
Deal with him later. Kill her.
Jump!
Get back to your posts! Don't let them escape!
I have an idea. Come on.
I think I know where they're going.
We must go back!
What?
Delasora's troops are attacking the capital.
We can radio my government
from the Command Center
and warn them. Please, vamos!
Hey.
This whole thing's gone sour. I want out.
This is not the time to panic.
I'm calling in our deal. I want my money!
I anticipated your wish, Mr. Stryke.
General, you did arrange for Mr. Stryke's payment?
I took the liberty of putting it in his car.
Right. Adios.
Ugh!
And now for MacGyver.
You're so predictable, MacGyver.
Always trying to save everybody but yourself.
I told you, your humanity would be
the death of you one day.
Shall I?
That will not be necessary.
Disarm this man!
What is this?
Do you think I stayed in power so long
trusting the likes of you?
You are nothing but a liability to me now.
Take him out and shoot him.
This isn't over, Delasora. You'll regret this.
I don't need a missile to take power.
I still have troops marching on the capital.
So, you see, your efforts have changed nothing.
Well, that takes care of General Murdoc.
Now, for you.
Get on the radio. Call your capital.
Where are you going?
After Murdoc.
He's dead.
I don't think so.
MacGyver!
Oh, Pete.
What time is it?
Listen, I'm sorry, MacGyver,
but uh, I thought you'd wanna hear.
Delasora's troops have surrendered.
And the Delasora trial is gonna start up again next week.
I mean, it's a little bit late,
but he's gonna get his day in court.
Well, that's terrific. Thanks, Pete.
Uh, Cindy sends her apologies.
You know, I think she has learned a little bit
about respecting experience.
Will wonders never cease?
You could have told me this over the phone, you know.
Well, yeah, I could have, but, uh...
But you've got something important to tell me?
Well, i-i-it's not that important,
it's... it's just that I
thought you'd wanna hear it in person.
Spit it out, Pete.
Well, look, it's not that important.
They didn't find Murdoc's body, did they?
No.
But that doesn't mean anything.
I mean, his body could have been consumed
in the heat of that fire. It was very intense.
Or maybe the whole thing got washed away in the tide.
Hello?
What's the matter? You got trouble on the line or something?
Yeah.
Or something.