Pete: Mac, I have just one question about rappelling. What do you do if the line breaks?
MacGyver: You fall.
Pete: Oh.

MacGyver: Hey, um, I'm sorry about that tackle out there.
Debra Easton: Second time I've fallen for you.
MacGyver: Your hair's longer than it used to be.
Debra Easton: Yours is shorter.

MacGyver: 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?
Sister Margaret: What's he doing?
Pete: I haven't got a clue. But I'm used to it.

Debra Easton: I've never been able to figure out how your mind works. How do you think of these things?
MacGyver: Well, when it comes down to me against the situation, I don't like the situation to win.

Pete: Well, Maggie, I guess I'll see you the next time you're in trouble.
Sister Margaret: I'll be looking forward to it.
Pete: Yeah. Me too.

MacGyverisms:
* String from a softball tied from a door to a pot to make an alarm wire
* String soaked in animal fat and kerosene to make a fuse
* Walking through a stream and then walking backward, then heading downstream to cover their tracks
* Saplings tied down with vines, rigged to throw rocks and draw soldiers' attention
* A rosary to focus the sun's rays to burn through a string
* Belt buckle as a knife
* A broom handle wire as a saw
* Fertilizer poured into bamboo, another piece wired to it for stability, with a funnel as a nosecone, to create a makeshift rocket flare