MacGyver Season 2 quotes

[entering a hostile country] We just crossed the border.

Pete

Pilot says we just left Thailand. He's not a happy guy.

I don't blame him.

Now I'm going to need some empty cans, some fuel, noisemaker, and some form of grease. Animal fat will do. Open that, will you, Pete?

What's he doing?

Pete

I haven't got a clue. But I'm used to it.

Pete

Well, Maggie, I guess I'll see you the next time you're in trouble.

I'll be looking forward to it.

Pete

Yeah, me, too.

I've never been able to figure out how your mind works. How do you think of these things?

Well, when it comes down to me against the situation, I don't like the situation to win.

Pete

Mac, I have just one question about rappelling: what do you do if the line breaks?

You fall.

Pete

Oh.

[voice-over narration] The Golden Eagle's not just a bird. It's a natural wonder. But now it's on the Endangered Species list. So, the Phoenix Foundation came up with a project to ensure its survival. I was going to follow a pair of eagles that had mated and, hopefully, find their nest. It was called the Dead Horse Point Project. The idea was to make sure the eagle eggs, if there were any, were protected from their natural enemies, like hawks, mountain lions and, of course, man. It was a job Pete Thornton didn't have to twist my arm to accept. And to track an eagle, you've got to sort of become one. Get up there with them. Now, if you don't like heights, climbing a mountain while carrying a container with a hang-glider inside it might seem like a strange thing to do. Especially, when the weather starts to get very cold, very fast. Golden eagles mate for life. And, if Pete Thornton's information was correct, there was only one pair in the area. I was hoping the bird I'd seen was one of them. The climb up to look for those eagles took me from summer to winter in the same day. And there they were. Sitting on the most inaccessible roost I'd ever seen. Of course, it didn't seem inaccessible to them. It may seem cruel, but one animal's death means another will live. All a part of nature's balancing act. Civilization had thrown that balance out of whack, and when it came to those two eagles, it was my job to see if they could stick around long enough to put the scales back in order. When you're hang-gliding, you feel like you're part of the sky. Maybe that's why I can fly hundreds of feet off the ground without the sweaty palms I get when I look down from a stepladder. I guess the way you look at the world depends on where you are. From up here, it looked like a pretty nice place. They say imitation's the sincerest form of flattery. That's why I was copying the eagles' flight path. So they'd feel comfortable with me around and let me follow them long enough to find their nest, wherever it was.

That's the bomb? It looks like a little suitcase.

Victoria

Yes, well I find it more convenient then a brown paper bag. What's your name, anyway?

Fred—but you said you didn't want to know our names.

Victoria

Yours I want to remember.

There was a time when I could run all day without breaking a sweat. I tell ya: it's hell getting old.

Age is only in the mind, Harry.

Well, my mind tells me I'm gettin' old.

(Referring to the lab at the Phoenix Foundation.) Some of these gizmos look like they're straight out of Flash Gordon.

Oh, we passed Flash Gordon years ago.

When I was about ten I got my first chemistry set. I've been a beaker and test-tube nut ever since. My mom said I was gonna come up with a formula that would either improve the world... or blow up the house.

What's the idea?

Victoria

My agreement with the Liberation Front is that you're all expendable. Besides that, you annoy me. (shoots him)

Do you believe in fate MacGyver? Well I do. Whenever I do anything good, it turns out bad and whenever I do anything bad it turns out worse!

[voice-over narration] The usual problem in Los Angeles on a lazy Saturday is... what to do. Surfing in the Pacific. Skiing in the mountains. Maybe, head to the beach and watch the girls roll in. Not exactly. I was celebrating, if that's the word, the anniversary of a friendship. I'd met Pete Thornton seven years ago today. So, I'd been running around all morning long following the anniversary instructions Pete had sent me. He asked me to locate a bar magnifying glass and bring it to him at Adler's Wrecking Yard at eight o'clock, sharp. Pete always could come up with something a little off-center. Now, where to find him.

Pete

I operate on a need-to-know basis. [Sighs] I guess you need to know.

Murdoc

I hope it's not too uncomfortable for you back there, gentlemen.

Pete

Don't worry. We'll live.

Murdoc

I seriously doubt that, Thornton.