(reading a thief's note)
MacGyver: "Dear Mac. If you ever want to see your fridge alive, meet me at the west end of the airport, Hanger 13. Come alone or the fridge fries." Some folks might see the humor in something like this. I don't happen to be one.
MacGyver: You had to give Jack one thing: he knew how to have fun. High adventure, globetrotting, no-holds-barred fun.
MacGyver: Jack Dalton. Rogue, adventurer, liar, thief.
MacGyver: (to Jack, after he took everything out of his apartment) First, you're going to come down here so I can punch you in the nose.
Jack Dalton: Look, I got my own company now. Jack Dalton, sole proprietor, Fly By Night Air Freight, at your service. The official airline for slugs, scum, and all manner of vermin. Anyway, I was, shall we say, "transporting" some very valuable orchids.
MacGyver: Shall we say "smuggling"?
Jack Dalton: That's an ugly word, Mac. But hey. At a thousand bucks a plant, I can live with it.
Jack Dalton: So, what's the deal, Papa Thornton say you can come out and play or what?
Jack Dalton: Good. Now we go to plane, kemo sabe. You follow.
MacGyver: I know I said I was going to slug him. But how do you hit a kid?
MacGyver: Jack, wouldn't you say we're running out of runway?
Jack Dalton: You worry too much, Mac.
MacGyver: Sometimes you don't worry enough!
MacGyver: They hit our fuel tank.
Jack Dalton: Not to worry.
MacGyver: Someone has to.
MacGyver: Want to level with me? I'm kinda tired of being jerked around like a big dog on a short leash.
Jack Dalton: Let it never be said of Jack Dalton that he was unkind to animals.
MacGyver: So why didn't you just tell me the whole story?
Jack Dalton: Right, sure. Drugs, blackmail, corrupt police. Sounds like a bad TV show.
MacGyver: Yeah, you want to know how it ends?
Jack Dalton: They all live happily ever after?
Colonel Antunnez: My mother taught me never to strike a lady. (slaps Mike) I never listened to my mother.
Elena: So Jack wanted to get caught? What kind of plan is that?
MacGyver: A dumb one.
Jack Dalton: The way I figure it, we take off in that plane, one of two things can happen. One, we can fly about five miles and crash into the mountains. Or two, we can fly about five miles and crash into the ocean.
MacGyver: Nice to have options.
Jack Dalton: Mike, Mike. Don't worry. I've..
MacGyver and Mike: I've got a plan.
Jack Dalton: Do I say that a lot?
MacGyver: I hope Jack doesn't object. I dug into his private stock of cheap wine.
Michelle "Mike" Forester: I don't know, Mac. I usually use a white wine to charge my dead batteries.
MacGyver: You really are dying, aren't you?
Jack Dalton: We're all dying, Mac. Some of us are just doing it a little faster than others, that's all.
MacGyver: It's been said the best gift a man could ever give another was his life. Jack Dalton was never one to settle for less than the best.
Mike: But Jack said he only had enough fuel for about five miles.
Michelle "Mike" Forester: Yeah, and when was the last time Jack didn't stretch the truth just a little?