On! Ten!
You beat, if you can.
MacGyver.
If he gets in the way, kill him.
Okay, hand me the cup.
On iki. Twelve.
Is yours. You can keep.
You run like a yellow coward.
You know what I came for.
I'll stake all of this against what you wear around your neck.
Or is Kurush afraid of a woman?
Well, fair is fair, right, big guy?
All right.
Just hold it, big fella. Fair is fair.
Let's keep it friendly. What do you say?
Evet.
As you say. Friendly.
Evet. Evet?
Friendly!
Get off me, you creep!
- Feelin' lucky? - What?
You've got to be MacGyver from the Phoenix Foundation.
Right. Beth Webb? Axford's assistant?
Yes. Let's make tracks.
Yes, ma'am.
This is great!
Professor Axford spent the past 30 years
searching for the keys to Alexander the Great's tomb.
Now maybe we have them.
You know, I always thought Alexander was buried in Egypt.
In Alexandria.
So do most of the so-called conventional thinkers.
Professor Axford is definitely not one of those.
The real problem is,
the workers think we've been cursed by the Eye of Osiris.
But there's no proof that it ever really existed.
Professor Axford says no one's proved that it doesn't exist.
Well, he sounds like a fascinating guy.
I'm looking forward to meetin' him.
Hurry it up, you lazy clods.
I want this contraption finished and rigged by 0600.
Beth, where the hell have you been?
You should have been here hours ago.
We ran into some trouble.
Never mind about that. Did you get the medallion?
I promised I'd come through. Didn't I?
Yes, it is just as I expected.
The Syrian medallion.
It wasn't easy.
This is Mr. MacGyver from the Phoenix Foundation.
He helped me convince Kurush to part with it.
The Phoenix Foundation?
Well, he must have brought the Greek artifact
that pompous fraud, Lord Keene, dug up.
Make yourself useful, girl. Get the third piece.
I understand you're something of an archaeologist.
Where did you study?
Well, uh, actually, I'm kinda,
self-taught.
Self-educated men usually have fools for teachers.
Are you familiar with Alexander the Great?
Well, he conquered Persia and most of the ancient world,
about 320 B.C.
Well, I'm going to have to further your education, Mr. Macgregor.
Ptolemy was one of Alexander's three most trusted generals.
He buried this at Siwa.
The last time these objects were together
was more than 2,200 years ago.
When our three generals sealed Alexander in his tomb,
with the Eye of Osiris.
Now, how do you know that?
I have it on the best authority.
Here we are, the emperor's seal.
- Alexander? - Yes, his last will and testament.
In it he says that the Oracle from Siwa confirmed he was a god,
and entrusted him with the Eye.
- He took it on his march to Persia. - And conquered the world?
No.
Alexander ordered Ptolemy and the others to build a tomb
in these mountains using Egyptian workers,
so he could keep the Eye for eternity.
"The tomb shall be built
in the birthplace of the gods,
where the Eye fell to earth,
in the shadow of the pillars of Osiris."
What are they?
Well, my guess is an ancient temple.
Now, these, uh,
hieroglyphics describe the legend of Osiris.
It tells of a heavenly battle between Osiris and the evil god, Seth.
Osiris is killed, then reborn.
He dashes his eye down from the sky,
bringing light to the world.
Legend says when the eye fell,
the earth sang and the mountains danced.
Mmm-hmm, very melodramatic.
But I think this may be the key to finding and entering the tomb.
Where's the flaming map, girl?
You put it in the trunk.
Anything to this eye being blue?
Nobody knows.
The ancient Egyptians had dark eyes.
Why they decided to worship a blue one is a mystery.
The, uh, the disc it's in. Is that a sun symbol?
It's called an aton.
Only, I've never seen it like this before.
It's upside-down. The rays usually point the other way.
Just below it here, it says,
"To enter the tomb, you must pay tribute to Anubis."
Anubis.
Um, judge of the netherworld.
That's right.
"To find the eye of Osiris, you must find the keys of life.
But beware the curse of the eye.
Woe to all but the pure of heart
who pass through the maze of the eye,
for they shall be cursed to wander blind
in the world of the dead forever."
Rubbish!
Poetry to scare off tomb robbers.
Here's where we're concentrating our search.
Frankly, I was lost until my latest find.
I find that it fits in with this line on the plaque.
"None shall find or enter the tomb of Alexander
without the favor of Re."
Re? Um, Egyptian sun god.
Yes. We'll be waking him first thing in the morning.
All right! Bring it up!
What do you think of him?
- He's incredible. - Mmm-hmm.
I believe his temple below was put here
by the workers who built Alexander's tomb.
As a landmark, a signpost, if you will.
And that mason's tool,
the ancient Egyptian symbol of builders and craftsmen,
pointed the way.
Which way is that?
As situated below, the statue was facing west.
And ancient cultures believed the Land of the Dead lay to the west.
Magnificent.
Nearly 2,000 years of history, wiped out!
Can't you dunderheads rig a simple hoist?
Of all the incompetence!
Do you have any idea what you've destroyed?
It is the curse of the eye.
Here, let me see.
What is it?
Some sort of marker pointing to the temple below.
It certainly had nothing to do with this accident.
Well, something did.
Maybe the workers are right.
I'm beginning to think we are cursed.
I don't think a curse did this.
Sabotage? But why?
Good Lord. The artifacts!
Get us out of here, quickly!
- Who are you? - There is a universal truth.
He who has the gun asks the questions.
Now, who are you, and why are you interfering with my plan?
I left them in here. I know it.
Well they're not here now. Someone's walked off with them.
How could you leave those artifacts unguarded?
Without them, we may as well all go home, right now.
Well, I wouldn't pack things up just yet.
Take a look here.
Hmm?
You can solidify things. What do you think?
It'll never work. The weight of the plaster will erase the image.
You're right.
Now, when the sugar dries, it should make it hard enough to take a mold.
You imbecile.
I go to all the trouble of arranging for MacGyver to join this expedition,
and you ruin everything.
You arranged it? But why? Who are you?
Von Leer. Nikolaus Von Leer.
A famous name on the black market.
You want the treasure from Alexander's tomb like me.
The only treasure I want is the Eye of Osiris.
Can't we work out some arrangement? A partnership.
We have the plaque, and Alexander's will.
What do I want with them, when I can't even read hieroglyphics?
- Or ancient Greek? - But I can.
Perhaps you aren't such a fool after all.
Okay, here goes.
- It worked. - No, the images are faint.
Still, I suppose it'll have to do.
You know, we're still working in the dark
without Alexander's will. We've got to get it back.
I'll go and see if the guards have any information about the thief.
You're welcome.
Dealing with people isn't his strong suit.
Oh, give me a break. He's pompous, arrogant and rude.
Why do you put up with him?
I have to. He's my father.
I thought you said your name was Webb.
Mom's maiden name.
She left him when I was little, raised me in the States.
I saw him all of three times when I was growing up.
When Mom passed away, I...
I begged him to let me come on this expedition.
Trying to make up for lost time?
All he ever thinks about is finding
Alexander's tomb and the Eye.
It's like he's possessed.
West. West.
Where you taking that thing?
Um...
I'd like to take the Sno-Cat and check out an idea.
Well, you'd better take Beth with you.
I don't think she's feeling up to it.
- Is she sick? - More like upset.
Don't you think you're a little tough on her sometimes?
I treat her no differently than any other colleague.
Why don't you try treating her like a daughter once?
If Beth wants to succeed in archeology,
she'll have to do it mentally, not biologically.
All she wants is encouragement.
How I conduct this expedition and my family life is none of your affair!
"The eye of Osiris fell.
The earth sang and the mountains danced."
Mountains danced.
Yeah, of course.
Don't ever sneak into my tent again, Von Leer.
It's preferable to your father seeing us.
We don't him to discover our partnership, do we?
I want you to keep me informed of MacGyver's every move.
I only agreed to sell you photographs of Alexander's tomb.
I'm no spy.
Perhaps we should dissolve our partnership.
Simply repay the money I advanced you.
But then, with all those debts your poor, late mother left.
You know what you are, Von Leer?
A leech.
We both want the same things.
To see your photographs published all over the world,
and to see Axford's face when you steal his thunder.
Beth? I'd like to have a word with you.
What's wrong?
I want to apologize.
For the way I've been snapping at you.
You see, I've spent my life as an archaeologist.
Being a father is...
new to me. I...
Where did you get off to?
I found a field of tektites just west of here.
- Ah. - Uh, rocks.
Fused by heat.
Well, there hasn't been any volcanic activity here since the Ice Age.
No, not volcanic. Something more powerful.
Powerful enough to create the Eye of Osiris.
Will you please explain what you're raving about?
I'll do better than that. I'll show you. Come on.
Well done, MacGyver.
Very well done indeed.
This is absolutely preposterous, MacGyver.
How can these rocks of yours help us find Alexander's tomb?
It's all in the legend.
"When the eye of Osiris fell, the earth sang and the mountains danced."
That could be describing a natural disaster.
Maybe the song was something else.
- Such as? - An explosion.
And seismic shocks
would sure make the mountains seem like they were dancing.
- An earthquake? - No. Uh-uh.
Tektites are fused rocks created by entry burn and impact velocity.
- A meteorite. - Exactly.
Here, take a look here.
See this depression?
From the way the crater's blended into the terrain,
I'd say it hit 4 or 5,000 years ago.
Which is when the legend began.
Yeah. And by the time Alexander came around,
a few thousand years later,
the story had blown into a full-scale religion.
All fits, doesn't it?
Ancient people would see a meteorite as a sign from the gods.
So if we find where the meteorite landed,
that's where we'll find Alexander's tomb?
The crater's huge! How can we search all of it?
Well...
Judging from the rim of the crater,
the meteorite's impact point would be right there.
Rim of the crater due west would be right there.
Well, this is your western rim.
What now?
Well, you think those could be the pillars of Osiris?
My God, they could be!
Get the equipment quickly, and the artifacts.
Pillars are manmade.
Perfectly camouflaged.
Look here.
Pupil of the eye.
Well, it looks like it goes in quite a ways.
- Keyhole, perhaps? - But what's the key?
Maybe you're holding it in your hand there.
Of course.
"None shall find or enter the tomb without the favor of Re."
Well, so much for Re.
Why don't you do the honors, professor?
We're the first people here in over 2,000 years.
Isn't that on the plaque, all that stuff?
It's called a djed. The tree of life.
The bars on top represent earth, air, fire and water.
The four elements.
Anubis.
Alexander!
After all these years.
Congratulations, professor.
You too, MacGyver.
You played your role perfectly.
Hakim.
Him I know. Who are you?
You may recognize the name. Nikolaus Von Leer.
- Von Leer. - As in Erich Von Leer!
My dear departed brother, thanks to you.
What's going on, Von Leer? This wasn't part of our deal.
Deal?
Beth, what are you saying?
I agreed to sell him photographs of the tomb.
Well, if he's anything like his brother, he's after more than just pictures.
It was a simple matter of combining my money
with her resentment of you, old man.
And now, Mr. MacGyver, if you'll kindly open the sarcophagus,
I'll take the Eye of Osiris. And you, help him.
It's empty!
I don't understand.
Egyptian security system, to trap intruders.
Well, I'd say it worked.
The room is sealed.
We're in danger of running out of oxygen. We'll suffocate.
Then we'll simply reduce oxygen consumption.
No! Don't hurt her.
Don't worry, old man. You and MacGyver will soon join her.
All right now, wait a minute, wait a minute. Just hold it.
I think I can find a way out of here.
But you've got to agree not to hurt these two people.
Let him try, please.
Very well, MacGyver.
You find a way out and they'll live.
Professor,
didn't the plaque say something about Anubis?
Yes.
It says, "To enter the tomb, one must pay tribute to Anubis."
Tribute...
Tribute.
I'm waiting, MacGyver.
These are all different weights.
It just must be a matter of finding the right one.
Here. Look at this.
Anubis.
Way to go, Beth.
Very good.
You first, MacGyver,
in case our Egyptian friends have more surprises waiting.
MacGyver, what do you see?
Is it Alexander's tomb?
I think you should come see for yourself.
As Alexander himself said,
"This is what it means to be a god."
Sunlight.
That vein of quartz must run straight to the surface.
Von Leer!
I'm stuck.
Yes, so it would seem.
No!
We had a deal!
Of course. Alexander's tomb is yours. Forever.
Well, I see you've inherited your brother's sense of loyalty.
How long before we also have a tragic accident?
That depends on your cooperation.
Why should we help you?
I know your kind, MacGyver. You're an optimist,
who believes wherever there is life there is hope.
Now, your only hope of surviving this
is to open that coffin.
Open that coffin, Von Leer,
and you may unleash something the world isn't ready for.
I'll take that chance.
Or, I should say, I'll have MacGyver take that chance for me.
I swear I didn't know what Von Leer was up to.
I only made a deal with him so that I could...
Make a fool of me. Rob me of my discovery.
Yes, partly.
I needed the money. Mom was s-sick before she died.
I didn't know. Why didn't you ask my help?
- I... - No, no.
Why should you?
Professor.
The djed symbolizes the tree of life
and the rings, the elements of nature, is that right?
The four elements, yes.
Come on up, professor, that way.
What is that?
That's fire.
And there's water. Two of the elements.
If I understand the riddle on the plaque,
these are two of the keys needed to open that coffin.
Use the keys of life. Of course.
The keys are the four elements of nature.
But that's only two. Where are the other two, earth and air?
Right there.
I think it takes all four elements working together,
in order to get to that lock mechanism.
First, fire.
Which heats the second element.
Water.
When it boils...
The air in the chamber above cools the steam
so it condenses on the top stone,
which is the fourth element, earth.
Alexander the Great.
Is that stone what I think it is?
A stony meteorite
made of aluminum silicate and titanium enters the atmosphere,
strikes the earth, and you've got...
Corundum.
Sapphire, Miss Webb.
The biggest I've seen.
No wonder Alexander tried to take it with him.
Von Leer, don't...
Another trap!
- We'll be crushed! - I think that's the idea!
Professor,
the plaque said to get out we have to go through a maze.
The maze of the eye.
Give me the stone, Von Leer.
You want to be buried with it for another 3,000 years?
There's our way out!
Come on!
Von Leer, no!
The Eye is mine!
Run!
Oh, what happened?
We're trapped beneath that rock. Sealed in.
Keys of life.
Well,
maybe they can help us out of here, too.
Go! Get out!
Home safe and sound.
Thanks to you, MacGyver.
And everything you've worked for is gone. Thanks to me.
I think it's time we put the past behind us.
Besides, there are some things that are better left buried.
You know, I read an essay once by an archaeologist, who said
he wasn't interested in finding artifacts and treasures.
He wanted to find the truth.
I wrote that.
Yeah. I know.