There's just something about the Pennsylvania countryside.
It smells clean and innocent.
And after four weeks crammed inside
a stuffy space simulator testing lab,
my senses needed to get reacquainted with nature.
It's as close to paradise as you can get.
Fresh air, cool, green trees, warm sunshine, and wildlife.
Come on!
Be careful, Christy.
He's dead!
He's breathing, but he's hurt badly.
Are you all right?
Grandpa will know what to do.
I'll stay with him.
No. They'll know we were together.
You should go home.
But, Jacob!
We will take care of him.
I will see you tomorrow.
Do you remember what happened?
My Jeep went over a cliff.
I died... and went to Thanksgiving?
You... You did go over a cliff, but you did not die.
Our clothing is Amish.
Oh.
That's a relief.
I owe you, young man.
And that little girl, I'd like to thank her, too.
There was only my son, Jacob.
Must have been the thump on the head.
My name is MacGyver.
I think.
Rest, Mr. MacGyver.
I don't believe this!
We haul our equipment out here
so we can get an early start in the morning,
and we find you drilling a well.
Our well went dry -- without water,
we cannot live our lives.
You don't live here anymore.
That's the point.
I have told your employer many times,
we have no intention of leaving our land.
Come morning, we're gonna knock this place flat!
Can't you get that through your thick skulls?
Calm down, Stevens.
I'll go call Wrightman.
Ah, let's go home.
We'll start up the barbecue for dinner.
How about that?
Could we have foot-long hot dogs?
You're a hot dog.
This is Wrightman.
What?
Yeah, okay, okay.
I'll be out there in a few minutes.
No barbecue, right?
Trouble again, out at the Amish farm.
- I'll go with you. - No, you won't.
I don't want you anywhere near those people.
I'll see you at home, okay?
Yeah. Mmm.
You people are something, you know that?
You're too good to mix with us.
A war comes along, and you won't fight.
Now you sit here and break the law
and act like you can't hear nothing nobody tells you.
Maybe it's because you can't understand the English.
Is that it?
How about it, old man, is that it?
Stop!
Who's gonna stop me?
You, Tiny?
I'll drop you like a ton of bricks.
It's taken two years to get this highway project off the ground.
Two years!
While the politicians jerked around...
and we had to feed our kids on nothing but hot air and promises.
Well, we're through waiting!
What?!
Don't... even think about it.
Now they got a cripple to fight their battles for 'em.
Yeah, well if you'd go after a little boy with an ax,
then I'm probably just about your speed.
Put it down, Stevens.
I said, put it down.
I...
I apologize for the violence, Mr. Miller.
These men are frustrated.
They haven't seen work in a long time.
God put us here to tend this land.
We are not going to leave, Mr. Wrightman.
I-I don't know how to make it any clearer.
This is no longer your land.
The government took it through eminent domain.
You were paid, you were paid a fair price.
We returned the money.
Please, try to understand.
This isn't just a new highway we're building,
it's an entire interchange.
It means gas stations, motels, restaurants...
and employment that our whole town sorely needs.
There is other land.
I told you before,
the only other possible route is swampland,
and it costs three times as much.
You're talking to a brick wall.
Shut up, Stevens.
I respect your beliefs.
I know it's hard, but I have no choice.
If you're still here day after tomorrow,
I'll have to call in the state troopers.
You will do as you must...
and so will we.
Get 'em out of here, Cross.
Come on. Let's go.
Mr. MacGyver!
You are a poor patient, Mr. MacGyver.
Why didn't your father go to court
to get this highway thing stopped?
John is my father-in-law, and he is old order.
He will not accept help from the English.
Well, you know, under eminent domain,
the government can legally take your land.
But there are ways to fight it.
It is not our way.
We do not know how to fight, not even legally.
Where would you go if you had to leave?
Oh, there is nowhere.
We belong here. We were born here.
My husband died here.
God gave us this land, and only He can make us leave.
There.
Ow.
You're a hothead, Stevens. I don't need that.
What difference does it make?
We're gonna tear down the place anyway.
Were you gonna tear down the boy, too?
I wasn't gonna touch the kid.
That's not the way it looked to me.
The only business you had out there
was to drop that equipment off for tomorrow.
I didn't send you out there to threaten people.
I don't need that kind of trouble.
They're drilling themselves a new well.
Doesn't that tell you something?
I'm telling you something, Stevens!
You pull that stuff again, and, foreman or not,
you're off the crew.
That goes for everybody.
Right!
Don't make any trouble for the farmers.
I'm about to lose my house!
All I'm asking you -- all of you --
is to wait one more day, that's all.
Day after tomorrow, just show up,
ready for work.
Wrightman!
He's been giving them one more day for the last two months.
Burns my hide the way he bleeds for them Amish.
The wife's expecting me.
We all need the work, Stevens.
You're just going about it the wrong way.
Squareheads!
Always causing trouble.
Maybe it's time they found out what real trouble means.
Well, just cool off, Stevens.
See ya.
See you later, guys.
Mr. MacGyver.
What?
What's the matter?
Nothing.
It is breakfast time.
It's the middle of the night.
This is a farm. We start early.
The men have already gone for your Jeep.
They will be back by daylight.
Well, that's very nice. Thank you.
I want to thank you
for talking to my son, Jacob, last night
about hitting that man with the baseball.
I tried, but... he didn't really listen.
I'm only a woman.
But he listened to you.
Well, it's guy stuff.
He misses his father.
So do I.
Your breakfast is ready.
Easy boy.
That's amazing.
There isn't a tow truck in the world
that could have gotten it here that fast.
Thunder is very strong.
He's beautiful, too.
He used to be my father's.
He is mine now.
Well, what do you feed him, Miracle-Gro?
That's a joke.
Uh-huh.
Um...
Never mind.
Jacob, take your animal.
Come, Thunder.
Good lad.
You can fix it?
I certainly hope so.
We know little of such things, but, uh, we will help.
I appreciate that, Mis... ter...
Oh.
He is hard on the outside, but he has a good heart.
He kind of reminds me of Mr. Simpson.
Ah, it's a teacher I had in the third grade.
He kept making me stand in the corner.
And did you deserve this?
Most of the time.
Can you fix it?
Well, if it's not too badly busted up.
I'm gonna need some help.
Do you think if you asked your friend there,
he could give me a hand?
I, uh, cannot speak to William.
Meindung.
- Your what? - Meindung.
It means shunning.
Will is being punished.
No one may speak to him or communicate with him in any way.
Well, he must have done something pretty bad.
He ran away.
He left us with no word and went to Philadelphia.
He was there for two months.
He went to movies, rode in automobiles,
and saw the city.
That sounds kind of normal for a guy his age.
He did come back.
Yeah.
To stay, and to take his punishment.
He will be one of us again...
some day.
How long does that take?
A year, perhaps two.
That's an awful long time to be alone.
Must be kind of tough on his family.
It is.
William is my brother.
Jacob, please don't move away.
I won't have anybody.
I'd die if you went away.
There's nothing I can do.
Your father's going to tear down my house.
If he did and you moved,
would you forget me?
No, you're my best friend.
You swear you'll always be my best friend?
I swear.
Me, too.
If you're ever in trouble, I'll come to you.
And if I'm ever in trouble, you'll come to me. Okay?
I swear.
Keep it coming.
A little more.
Little bit.
Good.
All right, let her down.
Little more.
All right, that's it.
Keep a little tension on that chain, would you?
All right, I'll need a socket wrench, please.
Which one is it?
It's that long, cylindrical one there.
Is this it?
Yep, it's perfect.
I'll make a grease monkey out of you yet.
Grease monkey?
Grease monkey.
It's a joke.
Hmm.
Very small, bad joke.
All right, let's try that.
You have fixed your machine?
Yeah, we'll know in a second.
Sounds like a clogged fuel line.
At least the starter's good.
How much longer?
Another day, maybe.
Elizabeth will set a place for you at the table.
All right, Jacob, shoot to me.
Fire hard.
Bring it to me.
Yes, oh.
All right, show me smoke, give me the rope.
Ah, won't be getting that one.
Hey, Will, little help.
Go ahead, give it a toss.
We thank you, oh, Lord, for this day
and for the food, which, in Your gracious bounty,
you have provided for us,
so that we might be strong in our service to you.
We beseech you, oh, Lord, in our time of need
for Your guidance and protection.
Help us to follow in Your path,
and do Your bidding in the face of... hardship...
...and pain.
Keep us strong in our beliefs
and pure of heart and soul,
even in the face of...
temptation and evil,
and the rage of our enemies.
And give us the strength, oh, Lord,
that we might earn Your blessing,
by showing them mercy...
as You have taught us.
Thank You for being our shepherd
and protecting us from those who would mean us harm
and keep us from our labors...
What is it?!
Beware!
Oh, my God, father.
Why don't you go ahead and load them all in?
Yeah, all right, I got it.
Yeah. There you go.
Where's that other one?
All right.
But why can't I come?
We went through all of this last night.
You get a move on before you're late for school.
Go on. Okay.
There you go.
- Hey, get a load of this. - Hey, check it out!
Whoa.
What can we do for you, mister?
The well derrick
out at the Miller farm was blown up last night.
What? Was anyone hurt?
You got no proof we had anything to do with it.
Half the town wants those Amish out of there.
Yeah, well, half the town doesn't have access to dynamite.
You want me to start checking
the registration numbers against your inventory,
or should we just let the sheriff's office do it?
That won't be necessary.
What do you know about this?
What? You gonna listen to him?
You and me are the only ones with a key to that shack.
And this man is right,
there just aren't that many places where you can get dynamite
except here.
Well, what difference does it make?!
We're gonna flatten the place anyway.
You're fired, Stevens.
- Cool it! - Hey, hey!
The Millers told me before I left,
they wouldn't press charges, even if I proved it was him.
They won't have to.
I can press a few of my own --
theft of explosives, for starters.
Look, mister!
This doesn't change anything.
We'll still be out there in a couple of hours.
So will I.
Yo, get your grader in position.
Okay, no problem.
Stay out of the way.
I don't quite know what to say.
The man that destroyed your derrick is in jail.
I'll pay for the damages.
First you pay me for land which I do not wish to sell.
And now you want to pay me for a drilling derrick,
which you're going to tear down anyway.
I do not understand you, sir, and I do not want your money.
I've done everything I can.
Do what you have to.
What did they say?
You folks are in violation of state law.
I'm asking you to disperse quietly.
Otherwise, we'll be forced to take steps we'll all regret.
Well, what's it gonna be?
Now.
We will not move.
Can't take 'em all.
Start cleaning up around that derrick
before you tear down the house.
Maybe they'll get the message and leave peacefully.
What if they don't?
Better radio in and get the county jail bus.
- John? - Yeah?
Clean up around the derrick first,
and then take down the house.
You got it, boss.
No!
Christy!
No! I won't let you!
Stop!
- Hey... - Hold it, John, hold it!
No!
I won't let you!
- Stop! - Reinhart, Reinhart!
Stop! Hold it.
What are you doing here?
Make it stop, Daddy.
Don't let them do this.
Jacob lives here.
He'll go away.
Come over here now. It's dangerous.
I can't. I promised Jacob if he needed help, I'd be there.
I said get over here, young lady, and I meant it.
No. You're not my father.
My father doesn't tear down people's homes.
Christy!
- Come on, we'll get her out of there. - Stop!
Stop.
Help!
Everybody move back.
This ground is unstable.
You could bring the whole well down on her.
Daddy!
Jacob!
Somebody help me!
Christy!
Oh, my God!
Do something, Mr. MacGyver.
Help her.
We have to get a handle on how she's situated down there.
What's the reach of the boom on that thing?
Uh, 25 feet. Why?
I need somebody to give me a lift.
Daddy, help me!
Christy?
Christy, honey, can you hear me?
Daddy?
My arms are stuck.
It's okay, Christy.
Honey, we'll get you out of there.
It's okay.
Hurry, Daddy. I'm scared.
I don't want any equipment within 20 feet of this loose dirt, okay, Cross?
- You got it. - Okay, John, back it up.
We'll rope off a safe zone.
Yeah.
Jacob.
How deep is this well?
The original was 30 feet.
We have drilled another 20 beyond that.
All right, straight ahead.
Higher.
Keep it coming.
Straight on now.
Come on.
Keep it coming.
That's good.
I can see you!
I see you, too, Christy.
Hang in there, darlin'. We'll get you out.
All right, back it out.
She's pinned about eight feet down.
If she moves too much, she'll either drop right through,
or bring the whole thing down on top of her.
What... Well, what can we do?
We could use your equipment to excavate parallel to the well
and then cut over to her in a cross tunnel.
Cross tunnel?
This-This ground is unstable.
I know, but once we're deep enough,
we'll shore it up, and go in with hand tools.
You ever done anything like this before?
You want the truth?
No.
- Let's get going. - Right.
Okay, get the work lights from the yard.
- This is gonna take a while. - Right.
Roger, Jacob, you hitch the horses to the wagon,
and then help the men load it with the wood behind the barn.
Christy? Hang on, honey.
We'll get you out of there.
Slipping, Daddy!
I'm gonna fall!
Christy!
Stop! Shut it down!
I can't breathe.
Can't breathe!
Her asthma -- she has trouble breathing when she's scared.
He's right.
Jacob, how do you know all this?
She... She told me.
She use some kind of an inhaler?
Yeah, I've got one in the truck.
But how can she use it if her hands are pinned?
I can take it to her.
Jacob, no!
I'm afraid he's right.
He's the only one small enough to get down there.
Mother, please.
She's my friend.
Nice and easy. Keep it coming.
That's it.
A little more.
Bring it down.
All right.
Jacob, try not to touch the sides of the well
any more than you need to, all right?
As soon as Christy starts breathing normally,
I want you to try to slide this between her
and the most solid part of the well you can find.
It should help keep the dirt from sliding until we can get to her.
All right.
Nice and easy.
Go nice and slow.
Keep that line coming.
Easy...
I'm coming, Christy.
Christy, are you all right?
Here you are.
Easy.
She's getting it.
Good!
Way to go, Jacob.
Easy.
Slow, deep breaths.
You all right?
Okay, bring the boy up now.
All right, Jacob?
Get ready, we're gonna bring you up now.
Uh-uh.
Please, don't leave me.
Don't worry. I won't leave you.
...behind. We're gonna come back.
All right, Will, nice and easy.
What?
Jacob?
I'm staying with Christy!
Take it away!
All right, we're gonna have to go the rest of the way by hand.
We'll get 'em out.
Both of them.
I want to help.
We sure could use the muscle.
You saved me, Jacob.
I knew you would.
You tried to save my house.
Thanks.
Need a little more here.
We can go no further.
The dirt is too soft, it keeps falling in.
It'll take forever to brace this tunnel.
Yeah, we don't have that long.
Will, I saw some old wooden barrels
up by the barn -- you want to get them?
It's getting cold.
When we get out, Mother will make us
some hot cider with lots of cinnamon.
Sounds good.
Don't worry.
They will get us out.
Are you scared?
No.
So am I.
Brace it up here!
Let me help you with that.
All right, feed me.
Just keep laying 'em end to end as we dig.
Bring it.
Right there, right there. Hold it.
All right, that's it.
Jacob!
Jacob...
Don't worry. I will not let you fall.
Hold tight.
I've got you.
All right, that ought to be close enough.
Watch my back.
- Easy, Christy. - What's that?
There's somebody down in the well.
Hi, kids.
Mr. MacGyver!
I'm here, and...
Oh, man.
Uh...
All right, Christy, I'm gonna work my way up to you.
Everything's gonna be all right.
All right, Christy?
- Yeah? - Jacob?
Yes?
You're both gonna have to help me out on this.
We'll get out of here just fine.
Mr. MacGyver, what happened?!
Are you all right?
It won't hold!
We need more lumber.
MacGyver, hurry, the tunnel entrance is collapsing!
It's all right, kids.
Everything's all right.
We're gonna be fine.
Christy, I want you to help me out.
You got to start wiggling your arms a little bit.
Try and loosen yourself up,
and ease yourself down here.
I can't, I'll fall.
No, you won't.
You'll be just fine.
I'm here, I'll take care of you.
All right?
Christy, listen to Mr. MacGyver.
Stay back!
This whole thing could go any second.
Mein Herrn!
If that beam goes...
No, he is strong! He will hold it.
We will be out of here soon, Christy.
Nice and easy now.
Jacob, help her down.
Hang on to her. Help ease her down.
That's it, I got her.
Okay, I got you. I got you, I got you.
All right. You'll be okay.
Okay, you see our tunnel there?
I want you to get in there,
and go, Christy, go!
Not till Jacob is safe.
It's your turn.
Ease yourself down.
Hang onto the sides.
- Here I come. - Got your legs.
Work with me now.
Come on. You're gonna be all right.
All right. All right, I got you.
That's it.
All right, all right.
You're gonna be all right.
All right, now go.
Get Christy out of here. Go!
Come on!
They are coming! Hurry, children!
Daddy! Daddy!
MacGyver! Hurry!
I cannot hold it any longer!
Thank you. Oh, my boy.
Thanks for your support.
Ja.
Thank you, MacGyver.
Jacob, hold st... hold still.
I'll get it.
Jacob...
Hi, there.
May I come in?
Of course.
My daughter will be fine.
Thanks to all of you.
Maybe it won't do any good,
but I'm willing to go back to that planning commission.
Take another shot at getting them to build on the alternate route.
Swamp or no swamp.
You would do this for us?
Well, after all... we are neighbors.
When I get back home, I'll talk to the engineers
at the Phoenix Foundation.
They've done a lot of research on reclaiming marshland.
I'd appreciate that.
The commission meets next Thursday morning.
I will be there.
With you.
To state our position.
After all, we are neighbors.