Bow plane, 12 degrees.
Response to surface controls, good.
All right, activate the sonar.
Sonar engaged.
Let's set up for the test.
Right. Patch in E.R.M.A.
Yes, ma'am. Right away.
We just have to make one final adjustment.
There we are.
E.R.M.A. standing by.
Load the operations disc.
Operations disc engaged.
Is the sonar reading?
Picking up the sub loud and clear.
I'm ready to run the test, Pete.
Where's that drug enforcement agent of yours?
Oh, boy, I don't know.
He was supposed to be here an hour ago.
Hey, Pete Thornton.
Dan, how are you?
I'm sorry I'm late. I got stuck in traffic.
- Yeah, sure you did. - Traffic's rough.
Come on, don't start.
Uh, Gwen Carpenter, this is, uh, Dan Stringer,
Drug Enforcement Agency.
Pleased to meet you, Dan.
I've heard a lot about your submarine interdiction program.
Yeah. Well, uh, it was going great
until the cartel came up with their own program, and, uh,
they equipped a fleet of drug boats with sonar.
You know, even though I know it's true,
I can't believe that they can afford that kind of technology.
Nothing the cartel does anymore surprises me, Pete.
They outgun us, out-budget us.
They've got 10 times the technology.
Their chump change is worth more than the assets of most governments.
Well, let's hope E.R.M.A. can turn all that around, huh?
E.R.M.A., uh, Echo Regeneration Module Active, right?
You got it.
Pete says you wanted an overview before we run the test.
Yeah, great.
Okay. Well, as you can see,
the model sub is equipped with transmitters.
Now they simulate depth,
water temperature, and surrounding terrain.
The boat on the surface
is equipped with a miniature sonar unit.
E.R.M.A.'s sensors detect
that the sub is being scanned by sonar,
its processor is designed to assimilate the signals,
and send back a false image that makes the sonar think
that it's reading the ocean floor.
And we're here to see if it finally works, right?
And it should
if the calculations I made last night
are in sync with MacGyver's sensor adjustments.
Let's give it a try, huh?
Cross your fingers.
Okay, E.R.M.A. activated.
The submarine is gone.
I think we did it.
This is fantastic! Congratulations, all of you.
Well, thank Gwen here. This is her baby.
This whole project wouldn't have happened without her.
Come on, Pete, I'm just one of the team.
Oh, no, Dr. Carpenter, I think you're a lot more than that.
You may have just changed the course of the war on drugs.
And this is our remote control model.
She'll carry up to 1,200 pounds of cocaine,
with a range of 200 miles
And at a cruising depth of 100 to 200 feet.
And the weight you save by eliminating the pilot
allows you to carry that much more coke on a single run.
We're hoping it'll be our biggest seller.
Señor Landis,
when the D.E.A. created their submarine surveillance blockade in the Caribbean,
we stopped them cold with sonar.
They can still do the same with us.
This business proposition of yours
does not deal with reality.
Mr. Sanchez, we've known each other for five years now.
You know I study the marketplace.
I'll tell you about the marketplace.
We've lost six loads
off the Florida coast in the last month.
AWACS surveillance flights,
and half the Navy fleets are crawling all over us.
I know. I know.
And they've seized at least 20% of your product
at a revenue loss of $100 million.
$120 million, Señor.
With our subs, you can cut that loss to less than 5%.
- Impossible. - No, sir, it's not.
The D.E.A. tried to use submarines against you, you responded with sonar.
Well, now it's time for you to use submarines.
Mine. And we can equip every one of them
so they are completely undetectable to sonar.
Would you have this kind of stealth technology?
I wouldn't waste your time if I didn't, Mr. Sanchez.
As soon as I start delivering these submarines,
you start winning the war.
Well, this is all very impressive.
But, uh, I won't believe it until I see it work.
I think that can be arranged.
How about tomorrow afternoon?
All right, Dan. 0700 hours.
Got it. See you then.
Okay, Dr. Carpenter, just sign here
and we'll get E.R.M.A. packaged for transport.
Good. Okay, take it away.
Stringer has the Navy set for the full open water test
first thing tomorrow morning.
Why don't we meet here, about, uh, 6:30 a.m.
and I'll arrange transport to take us over to the base.
Great. Let's call it a day, then.
I have a major, somewhat intimate gourmet dinner to prepare.
Oh? Uh,
actually, Gwen, I was hoping that you would be able to stay
and finish up the final project report.
You know, so we'd have everything nice and tidy
for the D.E.A. brass in the morning.
Get someone else, Pete. This lady's busy.
Good night, MacGyver.
Good night, Gwen.
Do you believe that?
Six months ago, I would have had to pry her out of here.
Yeah, well, six months ago
she wasn't fixing "major, somewhat intimate, gourmet dinners" either.
I think the lady's in love.
It's kind of nice, isn't it?
Love.
Sure does affect productivity.
MacGyver, about that report, you know, I think...
No.
- But listen... - No. Good night.
MacGyver!
I really shouldn't, Nick.
Come on.
I have a big day with the test tomorrow.
I thought you said the project was a complete success.
Well, yeah, it was.
But, uh,
the D.E.A. wants to check it in open water.
After this is over,
I'll have a lot more free time on my hands.
For us.
Then let's celebrate something more important
than your precious E.R.M.A.
Happy 6-month anniversary, honey.
Bubbles tickle my nose.
This has been the most incredible six months of my life.
I remember the first day that we met on the beach.
I always knew a morning jog was supposed to be good for me, but, uh...
I never dreamed it would change my entire life.
When Larry died,
it was like I died with him.
I never thought I'd ever be able to love someone again.
Good mornin', Mr. Thornton.
Chuck, are you a part of the E.R.M.A. transport unit?
Yes, sir. Got her in the back.
Good. Go ahead and load E.R.M.A. on the sub.
I'll be there with the technical team in half an hour.
Yes, sir.
Heads up, Donnelly. The Phoenix van just passed my location.
They should be in the strike zone in approximately 8 minutes.
I'm ready to rock 'n roll.
No way they're gonna get past me.
Good morning, MacGyver.
Hi, Gwen. How was dinner last night?
Oh, dinner was okay.
But the evening was perfect. Really perfect.
Yeah, I'm looking forward to meeting this guy.
Oh, you'll like him. He's something special.
Hey, MacGyver.
On time! This is a big day for you.
Well, if E.R.M.A.'s field test goes the way we think it will,
this dope cop is on his way back to sea.
MacGyver!
I just spoke with security.
The transport team never made it to the naval base.
- What happened? - They were hijacked.
The E.R.M.A. unit has been stolen.
Oh, my God!
Here it is. The E.R.M.A. unit.
Way to go! We're in business.
Not exactly.
What?
Where's Banniker?
Everything went just like we planned.
We took out the van, we loaded up without a hitch...
What happened to Banniker?
Highway patrol car spotted us.
He led 'em off down a side road so I could get away.
They shot the bike out from under him.
- He's dead? - Worse.
He's in jail.
Hi, this is Nick Landis.
I'm out. Leave a message. I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
Nick, where are you? Please.
I've called everywhere. I must talk to you.
I'm at the Phoenix lab.
Dug up some interesting background
on that, uh, motorcycle bandit they captured.
Name's Joe Banniker.
He's a white-collar computer hacker.
One of the best.
Made a killing a few years back intercepting modem transactions
headed for the Consolidated Bank of Zurich.
Yeah, and then he used the money to make a big drug buy in Miami.
The guy should have quit while he was ahead.
Yeah. Well, that's where our guys nailed him.
He did three years in the federal pen in Tallahassee.
You question him yet?
No, we never got the chance.
His lawyers beat us to the police station.
Boy, this group is wired into everything.
Well, at least they didn't get their hands on the operations disc.
What are you talking about?
Oh, it's a routine security precaution.
E.R.M.A. is useless without it.
And even if they did have it,
They would still need a password to get into the system.
Well, with Banniker's computer background,
he could very well be the guy they were counting on to crack it for 'em.
Is there a chance
of Banniker not making bail for a while?
With his priors? Yeah.
I could get the D.A. to give him some grief. Why?
Well, with their hacker in jail,
they might be lookin' for a replacement.
Do you have somebody in mind?
Remember Dexter?
Hey, I'm claustrophobic.
I don't want to be in here too long.
It's creepy in here.
And where are my shoelaces?
Hey.
You Dexter Filmore, the guy in the paper here?
Mmm.
To think yesterday I was a nobody.
Hey, you pull a job like this, and people are gonna notice.
Uh, Joe Banniker's the name.
Banniker?
Joe Banniker?
I've heard that name before.
I have been recognized for my talents as well.
Yeah! Sure!
You're the guy that gave that Swiss bank the fiduciary flu
- a few years back, huh? - Same one.
Wow! Yeah.
Th-That's great!
You know, you're my...
Well, uh, you know what I mean. I mean...
I got a lot of inspiration from those stories about you.
Well, so it seems.
Yeah, well...
Wow! Joe Banniker.
Who'd have thought?
Hey, you guys, Joe Banniker!
There it is. It's our ticket to millions.
Might as well be a toaster without that operations disc.
So what's the problem with our lawyer getting Banniker bail?
D.A.'s kicking up a major storm about his previous record.
So do we tell Sanchez the deal is off?
No!
Nothing is off, not yet.
What about the woman you conned down at Phoenix?
It's just a matter of time till she puts two and two together.
Gwen's been leaving me messages all day.
My guess is she has already put it together.
She just can't bring herself to believe it.
Now, that might not last too long.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna get us our operations disc.
Research, Dr. Carpenter.
Gwen, it's Nick.
Nick!
I've been trying to reach you all day.
Look, I'm in trouble, honey. Big trouble.
I can't talk on the phone right now,
You got to come down to the factory right away.
What's wrong?
I'll explain everything when you get down here. Please, Gwen.
It's a matter of life and death.
Of course the real challenge was
getting by their multi-layer security program.
It's one of the best I ever cracked.
Says in here it was foolproof.
Yeah. Well, I'm nobody's fool.
Yeah, when I took out that bank in Zurich,
I hacked the callback system, slipped in a trojan horse.
Gave me the bypass number and all the passwords.
No wonder you got past it so easy.
Is it close in here, or is it just me?
Hey!
You know, it took me seven months to crack that code.
Well, better luck next time, huh?
Where is that guy?
Who?
The public defender.
I got to get out of here before I freak.
- You waiting for him, too? - Are you kidding?
My lawyer would have had me out of here hours ago
if the D.A. hadn't made such a federal case out of my record.
How come you're stuck with a P.D.?
- I hadn't planned on getting caught. - Hmm.
That, and I'm broke.
Flat broke.
I'm never gonna make bail.
I'm never gonna get out of here!
Cool it, cool it.
Sit down, sit down. Listen.
I've got an idea, um,
Why don't you let me give my lawyer a call?
I mean, you got no priors, and he could pop you out of here like that.
- You'd do that for me? - Think of it as a trade-off.
What kind of trade-off?
Well, I have some associates on the outside
who could use your expertise in, uh,
cracking security codes.
Anything!
Call your lawyer, tell him I'm available.
Just get me out of here.
Nick?
Over here, Gwen.
Don't come any closer.
Nick?
Gwen, we gotta talk.
I need your help.
The E.R.M.A. unit. You did take it!
I need a minute alone with her.
Please.
Try anything, and you're both dead.
What is going on?
Sweetheart, please, just let me try to explain.
How could you?
When Pete told me it was an inside job,
I tried to tell myself it wasn't you.
You used me!
At first, yes.
But the more time I spent with you, the more I fell in love.
Gwen! Gwen, I tried to back out of this,
but I was in too deep. They threatened to kill me.
They? Who are they?
The cartel.
The drug cartel?
Yes.
It was no... no accident that we met that day on the beach.
I knew all about the E.R.M.A. project.
I knew about your part in it.
I owed them a lot of money.
I couldn't pay them back.
They told me if I... If I got the E.R.M.A. technology for them,
then they'd let me live.
I didn't count on falling in love with you.
Every night I prayed that some day I could ask you to marry me.
- Oh. - Now...
Now, I have to beg you to save my life.
Save your life? How?
Let's cut through it, huh?
Now, my people need the operations disc,
and you're gonna help us get it.
You got one hour.
Or lover-boy here is gonna be floating face down.
Gwen, listen. If we give them what they want,
they'll go away.
I'll make it up to you somehow, I swear.
Please, just don't let them kill me.
Mr. Thornton, call for you on line 3.
Pete Thornton here.
MacGyver!
Oh, yeah, we had to stop by here
to check on some D.E.A. personnel records.
So what's happening?
Did Banniker go for it?
His lawyer just bailed me out.
Well, did you find out who he's working for?
I'm workin' on it.
The driver's supposed to pick me up
and take me to his boss any minute now.
No, no, no, forget it, MacGyver.
You were supposed to pump him for information, and that's all.
I don't want you leaving that jail without a back-up, You understand?
Uh, you bet, babycakes.
I'd like to do that, too.
Listen, I got to go. My ride's here.
I love you, too, creampuff.
Babycakes? Creampuff? MacGyver!
That's my steady girlfriend.
We're in love.
I'm happy for you, Romeo.
Now let's go.
You got a steady girlfriend?
Pete, uh, Gwen Carpenter is the leak.
How do you know that?
Your security just notified headquarters.
She used her clearance card to enter the security locker.
She took the operations disc.
Oh, no!
Yeah.
You know where she lives?
Yeah, sure.
I'll get a warrant.
Oh.
Gwen.
Mr. Landis,
this is the guy that Banniker called about.
This is Dexter Filmore.
I hear you're good.
Yeah.
Yeah, poor, too.
You do the job, I'll make it worth your while.
Okay.
Come on.
Thanks, you guys.
Yeah, call all the airlines.
All of 'em, yeah.
Carpenter.
Dr. Gwen Carpenter. You got it?
All right, I'll call you back.
I still can't believe it.
Who's this guy? Her husband?
No, he died six years ago.
This has got to be the new boyfriend, Nick.
Yeah, well, let's start diggin'.
Yeah.
If you cracked the Pacific East Bank,
this should be a piece of cake.
Hey, that code took three weeks to break, okay?
This is not a matter of random selection.
It takes research, patience,
and time.
Well, you don't have three weeks, you have two hours.
The demonstration's at 4:00 this afternoon.
As I see it, fellas, we got two problems here.
First, or "A,"
we need this key code disc.
And 2nd, or "B,"
I'll need to write a program that'll select sequential letter combinations
to hit the right password.
And how long will that take?
Oh, most words in the English language
don't get much longer than 12 letters.
There are 26 letters in the alphabet.
So that's 26 to the 12th power.
That brings us to...
9.5 quadrillion possible letter combinations.
That'll take days.
No, approximately three months, two weeks and four days.
If you can do it in two hours, I'll pay you $200,000.
I know shortcuts.
Now you're talking, Dexter.
You're my man.
We're gonna have this thing wrapped up in no time.
I like this guy.
Just might pull this off after all.
Nick,
What are you doing?
Your life is not threatened.
Why? Why?
You used me!
I mean, look at this.
MacGyver?
Your friend from the Phoenix Foundation?
- No. He, just looks like him. - I think the lady made a mistake.
I think you both made a mistake.
A big one.
I never should have trusted you.
You lied to me all along. How could you do that?
Shut up!
The game is over, Gwen.
I'm sorry, MacGyver.
Banniker.
They threw a plant in with him and he bought it!
So did you.
Leave him alone!
We're not finished yet, Gwen, I still need that password.
And you're gonna give it to me, right now.
I wouldn't help you if my life depended on it.
How about his? You care about him?
Take him outside.
You too.
Yeah? Well, if he does check in, call me here right away, will you?
No word from MacGyver?
Nothing.
And I found this pile of cards and letters. All from this Nick.
The good doctor's really stuck on this guy.
Oh, you've got that right.
All right, I'm gonna run his picture downtown and see what turns up.
Do we have a last name on him?
No, I don't recall it if she ever said it.
Wait a minute, there's got to be an envelope around here someplace
with his return address, maybe.
Inside.
Don't even think about it.
What are you going to do to him?
It's entirely up to you, Gwen.
That ought to hold him.
All right, lower it!
Hold it.
That old sub leaks like a sieve.
If you don't tell us how E.R.M.A. operates,
Your friend drowns. It's that simple.
You can't do this.
Put it on the bottom.
No!
That sub's gonna fill up pretty fast, doctor.
Now, you better make up your mind.
Quick!
All right, stop it.
Hold it, Crocker.
Get him out of there, Nick.
- Please! - I'll let him out.
After you demonstrate E.R.M.A. to our buyers.
That's my girl.
Put her in the car. I'll get E.R.M.A.
Pete! I got it. Her address book.
Nick Landis.
And look at this.
He's into submarines.
That's got to be the connection.
Landis, Landis, Nick, Nick, here we go.
He's got an apartment on Wilcox.
All right, you check out the home address.
- I'll take the business. - Right.
Drown him. Meet us down at the pier.
Oh, no.
MacGyver!
What are you doing in there?
The backstroke, Pete.
Wait, here's something.
"Pier 9."
A boat called Windward Isle. 4:00.
Suppose that could be where they went?
We don't have time for it not to be.
There's at least four of them.
Yeah, it looks like they're getting ready to pull out.
Why don't you call for some backup?
I'll see if I can slow 'em down.
How?
Never mind.
I know you'll think of something.
We should be in position for the demonstration in about an hour.
Dr. Carpenter will answer any questions you have about the E.R.M.A. unit.
So, Dr. Carpenter...
...is this machine as amazing as Landis tells us?
Dr. Carpenter?
Yes. Yes, it is.
Uh, it hasn't been tested in open water yet.
But Landis told me it was ready.
Well, it's ready, more or less.
There are just plenty of bugs to be worked out.
When this is over, what do you plan to do to her?
Let's put it this way.
Gwen doesn't have a round-trip ticket.
How soon can we cast off?
Won't be long.
But it looks like we've got some heavy weather coming down on us.
Oh, great. All right, let's get it in gear.
I wanna get out there and back before dark.
And you should have seen E.R.M.A. when we first tested it.
It actually made it easier for sonar to find the target.
But that has been fixed, right?
Well, sort of.
It hasn't been tested below 100 feet yet.
But Landis never told us this.
He probably didn't want to worry you.
We'll let the engines warm up a bit.
- Then we'll cast off. - Yeah.
Coming from Colombia,
I guess you fellas really know a good cup of coffee.
This isn't very good, is it?
Cream and sugar?
Mr. Landis would like to see you.
He wants you boys to have a look at this.
Thank God you're all right!
Okay, she's cast off.
So let's shove off.
Soon as this traffic clears.
All clear.
We should be at the test site by 5:00.
Back in by 6:30, at the latest.
Something's hangin' us up.
Probably missed one of the lines.
I'll get it.
Crocker! Crocker!
Crocker.
Hey!
Hey, what are you doing?
Hey! Whoa! Whoa!
Landis!
Landis! Get me down from here!
Landis, where are you?
Get out here! Get me down from here!
Let me down! Hey!
Well,
that ought to do it.
Ernie, do me a favor and check for me, will you?
Yeah, I'll hold on.
Sorry to hang you guys up. I got stuck in traffic.
What?
Oh, all right, great.
Good. Thanks a lot, Ernie.
Well, that was the D.A.'s office.
In the interests of justice,
the judge has dropped all charges against Gwen.
- And what about her job? - Well that's another story.
The board has voted no.
And I have to agree with them.
But her only real crime was in being too trusting.
Oh, she'll be fine.
She's a fighter.
Well, I'm gonna see to it she gets full credit for E.R.M.A.'s first bust.
Good.
You mean, E.R.M.A. has paid off already?
You bet.
Our first Navy sub patrol in the Caribbean
detected that they were being scanned by sonar.
So they flipped on E.R.M.A.
She worked like a charm.
And we nailed 'em. Right here.
How big was the load?
250 pounds of pure cocaine.
Street value over $42 million.
Well, it looks like we won the first battle.
Yeah.
Now if we could just win the war.
Yeah.