It's all in the wrist, Mac.
Actually, do you mind?
- No. - It's all in the math.
Uh-huh.
Velocity and launch angle determine trajectory,
and distance
over a parabolic arc.
Ooh!
Uh, yeah, like I said, it's, uh, all in the wrist.
Eh, I must have got a bad one.
All right, well, whatever.
The Skee-Ball crown belongs to you.
Oh, well, thank you.
You're very welcome.
Seriously, though, thanks for reaching out.
Yeah, man.
In the last year and a half the Phoenix was down,
it's kind of scary how fast we all drifted apart.
Yeah. I could've made more of an effort, though.
That was on all of us.
So here's me checking in on you.
Oh, well, thank you.
I don't know why, though. I'm fine.
Why wouldn't I be?
Oh, come on, Mac.
You and Desi have been sniping at each other
like Bieber and Selena.
It's not that bad.
I'm saying it's fine, it's fine.
So... what happened?
Why'd you two break it off?
A long story for another time.
- I get it. - What about you? Are you...?
Are you dating anybody? Seeing people?
No.
- No one? - No. No, no, no.
If you add up the train wreck of me and Billy,
and then Bozer losing Leanna to a deep cover op,
and now you and Desi...
And let's not forget everything
that Matty and Ethan went through.
Exactly. The casualty rate for relationships is catastrophic.
- It's the Phoenix jinx, man. - Yeah.
To being single.
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Raul gave me these when I was in Havana for Fidel's funeral.
Major Frost, yours for the taking?
No thank you, Mr. Taylor.
- John? - Well, if-if you're gonna give the hard sell,
- I'll indulge. - Did anyone ever tell you
you are a pushover?
Ah. Perfect timing.
Angus MacGyver,
Matty Webber, meet General John Acosta and Major Anne Frost
from the Department of Defense. John and I...
we go way back to when I was running Spearhead Operations.
Oh. Promise not to hold that against you.
What brings you here, General?
Are you familiar with the term "Red Cell"?
Of course.
A Red Cell is a team
that finds vulnerabilities in security systems.
Precisely.
And while we have our own Red Cell teams,
from what Taylor says
about the Phoenix, especially you,
Mr. MacGyver, your unorthodox methods are
just what we need.
Well, I'm flattered,
but what exactly are you asking of us?
My command oversees security
at a DARPA lab south of Los Angeles.
This lab is our premier facility
for developing cutting-edge military
technologies. We've received
credible intel that it's been
targeted by foreign agents.
And you want us to pretend
to be these foreign agents, break in,
and test your security before they actually try it?
Exactly. We need a fresh set of eyes
on how our lab's protected.
I'd like to hear some more details before we commit.
I would think, given your need to have your security
clearance reinstated, you'd jump at the chance.
Which is why we're actually thrilled to commit.
Here. Enjoy the cigars, my compliments.
And we'd like to thank you for this opportunity, John.
What the hell are you doing?
I just secured our first government contract.
Which apparently is being done
in exchange for our security clearances?
Something you said was already taken care of.
We find ourselves in the unfortunate position
of having to prove our worth to the powers that be.
Matty's connections and my considerable charm
will only get us so far.
When that well runs dry,
if we are not in, then we are out.
And if we are out, then we are finished.
You could have told us.
I just did.
Pull this off, Angus,
and you all get your secret agent badges back.
Our objective is to test the security
of this DARPA lab by penetrating its defenses
and stealing a project known as "Quirk."
And what exactly is Quirk?
We don't know.
Now, the military guards at the lab
will be unaware that General Acosta hired us.
Which means if we come across a trigger-happy soldier,
we might catch a very real bullet.
No risk, no reward.
Now, to beat their systems, we all have to play a part.
They've got facial recognition
and a backscatter vehicle X-ray at the parking entrance.
Badges with an evolving algorithm,
and scientists who work at all hours of the day and night.
Plus armed patrols,
and a six-man tactical team on standby.
- So what's the way in? - Social engineering.
The weak spot of any security system
is always the human element.
Riley will invite all 12 scientists
to a team-building mixer, which they will think
is being hosted by their employer.
And while they're hitting the open bar,
we'll be hitting the lab.
And the card swipe through the lab door?
You said the badges have an evolving algorithm.
With a wireless RFID reader, if I get
within a foot of an active badge, I can clone it.
As for the facial rec system,
Taylor's beard negates half the nodal points.
And I can swap out the extant data from his image
with one of these fine folks.
Well, that gets me through the gate,
but what about you, Angus and Desi?
We'll hitch a ride.
Lead should confuse the backscatter X-ray,
and Desi and I will hide in the trunk.
Seriously? Sounds a little cozy.
Relax, it's a short trip.
Back to wearing that body spray?
Breaking up means we never have to
have this conversation again.
Your plan put us in a trunk.
- And for the record... - Hmm?
...you said you liked "Mountain Rain"
when we started dating.
I said a lot of things I didn't really mean.
In the end, so did you, right?
Yeah, we can't do this right now.
I feel my tension melting away.
I am relaxed,
...calm and centered.
I feel my worries and fears
released to the universe.
Who patched in Tony Robbins?
I am at peace.
- You're good to go. - Thank you.
Positive affirmations are a proven balm
for reducing anxiety.
All right,
12 minutes till the next sweep.
So, you didn't kill each other?
- Almost. - Next time.
Why are there no cameras inside?
Well, the work here is so sensitive,
it's a greater risk to record than not.
Until now. Let's find the Quirk.
"Feed me, Seymour."
I think these are bio-sensors.
They're plants that act as sentries.
That is so cool.
Um, if by cool you mean terrifying.
Angus.
What do you make of these... Frankenroaches?
I think that these are drones.
They're used for search and rescue
and radiation detection, that sort of thing.
Who in their right mind would dream up
remote control cockroaches?
Check this out.
Meta-materials.
They bend light around objects.
Oh, finally.
My dream of owning an invisibility cloak...
is one step closer to reality.
Okay.
- Can we keep moving? - Yep.
"Quantum recursive chip."
Q-R-C. Quir-Quirk!
So what is it?
Next generation in microprocessors.
This is...
the holy grail of supercomputers.
If computers are cars, then this chip is the difference
between a Model-T and a Formula 1 racer.
Right, so...
what are we waiting for?
Well, first problem,
the chamber's locked with a retinal scanner.
And I'm pretty sure that only the three
scientists who were assigned to this
have authority to access it.
Well, we can easily bypass that. Des?
- You're up. - What?
Do your...
- You want me...? - Yes.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
No, stop. Second problem.
The quantum chip has to be stored
at an extremely cold temperature,
- 230 degrees Kelvin. - 230?
230? That sounds very hot.
Converted to Fahrenheit, that's...
45 degrees below zero.
What happens if the chip warms up?
It disintegrates.
Hold on.
So we have to steal something...
that'll self-destruct the moment it's stolen?
Yes.
- If that happens, we fail. - Which means
no security clearances.
And we're done
at the Phoenix.
Hey, guys? It's a little too quiet in there.
Eight minutes till the next patrol. Ticktock.
Perhaps you'd, um...
you'd care to sound this out, Angus?
Ideate? Jam on some creative solutions?
Just got to think.
Mm-hmm. Gentle reminder,
this is exactly why we were hired to do this job.
It's why I bought the Phoenix.
You solve problems that can't be solved.
- Fair point, Mac. - Not helping, either one of you.
Maybe I can build a cold containment unit.
- Portable cooler. I love it. - It's not as easy as it sounds.
- But doable? I-I'll take doable. - Make yourself useful.
And what about the retinal scanner?
Uh, that is where Bozer comes in.
I know you're not asking me to get you an eye.
An up close picture will do.
Charm your way over to the scientists and get me
- a close-up picture of an eye. - Oh, is that all?
Hey, guys.
Hey. Hey, everybody. I'm glad I found you guys.
My name is Adam. I start Monday on the nucleotide project.
- Oh. - Yeah!
May I? Lei I.
You follow? Everybody?
Yeah. Let's do it, huh?
Turn up, turn up.
Turn up, turn up, turn up.
Turnt it. Okay, all right. Okay.
Yeah. Okay.
When it comes to keeping something hot, or cold,
your worst enemy is actually air.
Air conducts heat.
So by creating a vacuum, a space where there is no air,
that leaves nothing to take your heat, or your cold, away.
And what's inside the vacuum stays the same temperature.
Bozer, you're under four minutes now. Talk to me.
Hey!
Oh! Look at that, huh?
Coming your way.
Are you recruiting for a furry convention?
- Ah! Oh, that's crazy. - Yeah, yeah.
- That's pretty cool. - Best I could do.
Just enhance, zoom in on the eyes.
"Enhance"? Yeah. Sorry,
Blade Runner, this is way too low-res.
You got to get way closer for me.
Everybody thinks these cans are filled with air,
but it's actually a liquid called HCF-134
that rests at 60 degrees below zero.
Hold them upside down and you're one wrong spray away
from frostbite.
Guys. Soldiers with guns
coming through that door any minute now.
Okay, one portable cold containment unit ready to go.
All right, Bozer, Riley, where is the eyeball?
Doctor's telling me I need my first pair of specs.
Y-You know, I've got this app for checking out frames.
Here, what do you think?
Oh. That's really cool.
Yeah, take those off. If you don't mind.
Okay.
Stunning.
You know, I remember...
Lovely.
All right.
Taylor, you're up.
With 60 seconds to spare.
Good sound?
Bad sound?
Temperature alarm, sensors indicating that the chip
is at risk.
What do we do?
Well, we shut it down.
Come on!
- You told me to shut it. - Down.
Shut it down as in connect the sensor array.
You did not use any one of those words.
Well, communication always was our issue, wasn't it?
I speak six languages.
Communication was not our problem.
Uh, guys, sorry to interrupt,
but you just kicked a hornet's nest.
Soldiers are in the hallway and the Tac team is scrambling.
- Wait, what? - Oh, my God.
What's happening?
Team A, lab one clear.
- Heading to lab two. - Copy.
Headed to lab three now. Team B, lab A and B secure.
Locking down perimeter.
Team A en route to lab three.
We have to abort.
Call Acosta, and have his men stand down.
No. We didn't come this far just to give up now.
Desi, can I just say, I love your can-do attitude.
There's two more bogeys in there. Go, go, go!
Your quantum chip, General.
I'm sure you're eager to get this back.
Yes, although I obviously need to find
a safer place to keep it.
I promised and, as usual, I delivered.
- Now it's your turn, John. - Yes.
I'll make a call and see that your people's
TS status is restored.
I knew I could count on you, Russ.
All right. There's only, uh,
just one stop I need to make
before we head back to the barn.
To a job well done.
Hmm?
Is this mandatory?
Yeah. It's a team-building exercise, all right?
Look, we're here
to celebrate the launch of a new Phoenix.
The entire defense community will soon know our name.
? It's just so simple ?
? It's just so simple... ?
Just how public do you want us to be?
- All right. That's our cue. - Yeah.
Yes, Matty?
Federal arrest warrants have been issued for the four of you.
We're talking FBI, DHS, down to the local authorities.
You all just became America's most wanted.
This is a mistake. Acosta must not have
alerted his people about the Red Cell yet.
No, it's no mistake, Taylor.
The general requested the arrest warrants himself.
Your old friend set us up.
The Red Cell op was a federal crime.
The cow goes...
We got enough Cheerios
in these seats to feed us while we're in hiding, so we got that
- going for us. - Mac,
you couldn't have stolen a vehicle
with a little bit more oomph?
Low-profile family minivan is perfect.
Just drive like a soccer mom
and not a psycho and you won't set off any more alarms.
Yeah, keep talking and you'll be walking home.
- You guys are in time-out. - Matty. Talk to me.
Your pal Acosta
sold you down the river good.
The best option for you right now
- is to turn yourselves in. - And then get the best lawyers
- money can buy. - Not an option.
It looks like we were as much a target as the quantum chip,
although I can't see the connection yet.
But taking ourselves out of the game is not an answer.
Besides, if we turn ourselves in, Acosta will disappear
and any chance we have of recovering the Quirk
- will be gone. - Along with any hope
- of clearing our names. - Okay, let's just all agree
that going to jail is not an option.
Uh, where is that man?
Four-star generals just don't disappear.
His office has him en route to a classified location
for a classified exercise,
which we can't access, because we don't have
the security clearances you said we did.
You need to lay low until we can locate Acosta.
Hey, guys, we got a problem.
I'm monitoring radio chatter. We've got FBI and local cops
closing in on our position.
- Matty, we need to go. - The owner of the minivan
must have reported the car stolen and activated some type
- of LoJack anti-theft device. - Okay.
So disconnect it.
I...
Uh...
before we do that, let's fool the Feds
with a little... misdirection.
Riley, could you
lock in on the homing signal
- sent out by this van? - You got it.
Hang on.
Pull over. Pull over right now.
Pull the damn car over.
So, uh, anti-theft device is basically a radio
hardwired into a car
that is sending out a specific code
to a specific frequency.
Okay, so this...
is an emulator.
And once I turn it on,
I'll be able to emit the same code.
And then you can put that into another car to lead them away.
That's brilliant.
First we need to ditch our tail.
- Good driving, Desi. Well done. - All right, we're clear
for 15 seconds, but the dragnet's closing in fast.
All right, time to throw this emulator in a decoy.
Uh, that's my moment.
Yes!
Yeah! Still got it! Ha!
Matty, we're in the clear.
What's our next move, besides get a new ride?
We shake the intel trees to see if we can I.D.
who General Acosta is delivering this quantum chip to.
I guess a box of Cuban cigars run a distant second
to whatever they're offering him.
- Yeah, there's something that we're missing. - What?
The chip. It was air-gapped.
Stored so that it was isolated from contact with any computer.
Why is that important?
Because maybe it's not just the chip itself,
but what's on it that's valuable.
- Yeah, a chip that fast, if weaponized... - Yeah, like,
with a Stuxnet-type virus...
It could take down anything from
our nation's air traffic control to a nuclear reactor.
And we'll get hung out for that, too.
Bozer, I think it's time you reconnected
- with last night's hookup. - Hannah?
- Why? - Well,
there's a lot we don't know about this quantum chip,
and any intel that you could grab could help us.
I ran a script to search the DoD mainframe.
The general's name popped up on a flight manifest.
Is there any way to reach him directly?
I think I can make that happen.
Good to see you, my old friend.
Taylor? How did you find me?
Why are you trying not to be found?
Look, we've been through too much for you
to pull something like this, John.
What's really happening here?
I'm sorry.
They have my daughter and my grandson.
Who? Who has them?
I don't know.
But they knew everything about me.
Saw every potential countermove I could make.
Had me boxed in
- the minute this whole nightmare started. - Let us help you.
- We'll find a way to get your family back. - Too late for that, MacGyver.
General, please do not hand over that chip.
That's not what they're asking of me.
I only hope, when this is all over,
you... the whole country...
- ...can forgive me. - John!
We'll be landing right on schedule.
Anything else you need, sir?
No, I'm all set. Thank you, Major.
Since we know the general isn't going to sell the chip,
the question we have to answer now is:
what could he use it for?
Well, get this:
the air base Acosta's flying into,
it's a hub for military personnel en route to NORAD.
Like DEFCON 1,
"we're all gonna die in a nuclear winter" NORAD?
- It fits the pattern. - What pattern is that?
Well, first someone targets Los Angeles with a bioweapon,
and now the United States missile defense system.
Wait. Hold up.
Y-You're saying this is part
- of your global conspiracy theory? - Well, think about it.
Martin Bishop, ex-DXS,
aspiring arbiter of death and chaos,
told us his organization
wanted to burn society's pillars to the ground.
Well, taking down NORAD would be the right spark
to start that kind of fire.
Matty, we need to warn them.
Without proof that the general set you up, my warning
- will fall on deaf ears. - And let's not forget,
whoever's behind this
has the general's daughter and grandson.
So if we alert the base,
we're signing their death warrants.
Okay, guys, we are out of options,
and running out of time. Two of you,
get on the Phoenix jet and stop Acosta; the other two,
find and save his family.
With every cop in the nation looking for us?
Okay.
The general's daughter
and grandson live in a condo in Laguna.
Okay, we'll start there and hope the kidnappers
left a trail we can follow.
- Where'd you get that photo? - Ah,
when I hacked into the general's laptop
so Taylor could chat,
I might've cloned his hard drive.
Riley, that's a proof-of-life photo.
To make sure he goes through with
plugging the quantum chip into the NORAD network.
The burner phone they used to send the photo
embedded a geotag.
I got an address.
Hold on a second.
I can see the kidnapper's reflection.
He's not wearing a mask.
Which means even if Acosta goes through with it,
they won't be left alive when it's over.
T-minus two minutes to lockdown.
Looks like our luck is holding out.
Acosta's tour of the airbase allowed us to get ahead of him.
They're rather busy bees in here,
aren't they? Any idea what they're planning?
Simulated nuclear attack. Once this starts, Cheyenne Mountain
goes into lockdown, and our chance
of stopping the general's gone.
So, we need to get into the NORAD command center
before it's sealed. These badges should do the trick.
Hey, Boze, not exactly a good time right now.
You're gonna want to hear this, Mac. It's not a virus
on the quantum chip.
- It's not? Then what is it? - Hannah said
it's a rootkit.
- Copy. - That's not a happy face.
- It's a rootkit on the quantum chip. - Meaning?
It's a software tool that gives the user
complete and undetected control of any network.
So the people pulling the general's strings
aren't trying to sabotage NORAD, they want to control it.
Yeah. Once that chip is plugged in,
the entire United States missile defense system
- is in their hands. - Attention all personnel.
Lockdown in one minute. Lockdown in one minute.
Well...
I hate to draw attention to ourselves, but...
- we really need to get a move on. - Yeah.
Prepare for lockdown. Prepare for lockdown.
It's the super!
On your knees!
What was is lost...
...but from death comes life.
Riley says they've freed the general's family.
Well done.
No dice, fellas.
We've got command center authorization.
Not during the lockdown.
Civvies get nuked with the rest of us grunts.
Didn't you get the e-mail?
- It must've gone to spam. - Well, mystery solved.
- Uh, we-we've got to get through. - No, you've got to
get out of the way.
Commencing lockdown. All personnel,
report to your stations immediately.
Tell the general his family's safe,
but communications have been cut off.
Any idea how to get past that blast door?
Well, if a nuclear bomb can't knock them down,
I'm not sure how we're going to.
The command center at NORAD is completely sealed off
for the duration of the exercise.
No exceptions?
It wouldn't exactly be a nuclear simulation
if the phone lines were left open, now, would it?
Okay, Mac, what's your next move?
I'll, uh, let you know when I have one.
Any chance you can
science your way through a mountain of granite?
There's no way I can get through that much solid rock
in the amount of time that I have.
But, uh, m-maybe I don't have to.
I'm not following.
Okay, back when Phoenix was DXS,
its engineers consulted in the original design
of the NORAD station.
Which means that we would have the architectural plans.
I'm on it.
It seems like there was a cave-in during
the construction phase of the command center.
How does that help us?
Well, there was a-a rescue tunnel that was dug
to evacuate the trapped workers.
But it was never
refilled though. It was only sealed at both ends.
So, if I can access that,
then I should be able to reach that ventilation shaft
and get inside.
Well, I seem to be a fifth wheel in this plan.
How can I help?
I can build a drilling tool and a breathing apparatus
to get through the tunnel.
However, I need time,
as well as those guards to move.
You've given me the easy part.
What? Taylor...
My friend, perhaps if I had listened to you
and Matty at the start,
I would have realized Acosta wasn't on the level.
Maybe.
And we wouldn't be fugitives in NORAD, trying to prevent
the collapse of the missile defense system.
You can't entirely blame yourself.
As long as I call the shots, I can.
Good luck.
Uh, what is your plan?
It's known as the Leeroy Jenkins.
Leeroy...
Jenkins!
PACOM and CENTCOM are not responding.
Major Frost, will you take us up to DefCon One?
DefCon One. Spool all missiles in their silos.
- Silo One, go. - Silo Two, go.
- Silo Three, go. - Silo Four, go.
Engage backup power.
DefCon One enabled.
Man all stations.
Backup power engaged.
We are go.
Command center breach!
- General Acosta, wait. - Don't you move, MacGyver.
Your family's safe.
Do not plug in that chip.
Just undo the lockdown.
Give 'em a call. They're safe, I promise.
- That's not a chance I can take. - What are your orders, sir?
You know what's at stake.
So do I.
Why would I lie to you?
I pray you're telling me the truth.
No!
Why would you do this?
Who do you work for?
I work for everyone.
That's what Martin Bishop said.
What does it mean?
Acosta will be fine.
But he'll be recovering from his wounds
in Leavenworth prison.
Seems like a sad end to a storied career.
He's very grateful to you, though,
for stopping him from compromising NORAD.
And to you, Desi and Riley...
for rescuing his family.
His testimony and confession
cleared all of your names.
And thanks to your work on this op,
once I finish dotting the Is and crossing the Ts
on your new background check,
we will get our security clearances back.
It'll feel good to be legit again.
Yeah, that's great, Boze,
but there's still a lot of unanswered questions.
Yeah, like have we ID'd the kidnapper?
And what do we know about the shadowy organization
behind all this?
- And what happened to...? - Go home.
Decompress.
Finding the answers to those questions
is my burden to bear.
Go on.
Bugger off. Scoot.
Head to my place?
I'm meeting up with Hannah.
Oh, look at you.
Actually, I got to end it before it starts, okay?
I told her what I could, but you guys know
there's a lot of secrets to keep when you work around here.
And those tend to catch up to us
sooner or later.
I'm out.
All right, man.
I guess it's just us.
Ah, that's gonna be a rain check for me, too.
Matty's got some stuff
for me to finish up in here.
What's with the tiny pies?
I thought we were going out tonight.
We can't. There's a...
There's a white lady in the living room.
I'm, I'm sorry, there's a what?
That's my boss.
You got to warn me if we're having guests.
Sorry to just drop in,
but I was in the neighborhood and thought maybe
you would like to discuss that thing
you've been meaning to talk to me about.
Yes, yes, the thing.
Um, babe, could you make some drinks for us?
Sure. Sure, sure.
Don't worry, he still thinks you work at a boring think tank.
How much trouble am I in?
For failing to disclose the fact
that you have a live-in boyfriend
when you're right in the middle of getting
your security clearance back?
- I'm in a lot of trouble. - I vetted him.
Aubrey Jones, licensed corporate accountant.
No criminal record. Clean history.
- I'm sorry, Matty. - It's fine.
Occasionally scaring the crap out of your employees
is just good business management.
Why haven't you shared this with any of us?
I just wanted to keep the Phoenix out of it
for as long as I could.
When I'm with him, I feel like I'm...
more than just the job.
At least that's what I keep telling myself.
That's what we all tell ourselves.
Whatever gets you through the night.
You're here late.
Whoever we're up against,
they're certainly formidable.
And we're no wiser to their agenda
than we were yesterday.
By choosing Phoenix as the Red Cell,
they were looking to kill two birds with one stone.
Neutralize us and take over NORAD.
Add "clever" and "dangerous" to the list of superlatives.
Any progress connecting the dots?
It's what you do, isn't it?
On both the kidnappers' and Frost's phones,
we found these encrypted communications.
It's how every message ended.
What does it mean?
It's a visual trigger; it reminds them that
they're, they're part of something bigger,
committed to a cause, but,
but who they are remains a mystery.
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