Recap
MacGyver is driving through Pennsylvania after an extended session in a space simulator testing lab. He's passing two children, an Amish boy Jacob and a local girl Christy, when his jeep tire blows. He manages to jump clear just in time but is injured and knocked out in the crash. The children come to investigate. Jacob says he'll go to get his grandfather as Christy takes a dose of medicine for her asthma. He says they shouldn't be seen together and tells her to go home while he gets his grandfather to help MacGyver...
Read the full recap
Episode Quotes
MacGyver: There's just something about the Pennsylvania countryside. It smells clean and innocent. And after four weeks crammed inside a stuffy space simulator testing lab, my senses needed to get reacquainted with Nature.
Elizabeth Miller: Do you remember what happened?
MacGyver: My Jeep went over a cliff… I died… and went to Thanksgiving?
Elizabeth Miller: You… you did go over a cliff, but you did not die. Our clothing is Amish.
MacGyver: Ah, that's a relief.
Stevens: Now they got a cripple to fight their battles for 'em.
MacGyver: Yeah, well, if you'd go after a little boy with an ax, then I'm probably just about your speed.
MacGyver: What's the matter?
Elizabeth Miller: Nothing. It is breakfast time.
MacGyver: It's the middle of the night.
Elizabeth Miller: This is a farm. We start early.
Elizabeth Miller: He is hard on the outside, but he has a good heart.
MacGyver: He kind of reminds me of Mr. Simpson. . . . Ah, it's a teacher I had in the third grade. He kept makin' me stand in the corner.
Elizabeth Miller: And did you deserve this?
MacGyver: Most of the time.
Elizabeth Miller: Which one is it?
MacGyver: The long cylindrical one there.
Elizabeth Miller: Is this it?
MacGyver: Yep. It's perfect. We'll make a greasy monkey out of you yet.
Elizabeth Miller: "Grease monkey"?
MacGyver: Grease monkey. It's a joke. (everyone stares) A very small, bad joke.
Wrightman: I don't quite know what to say. The man who destroyed your derrick is in jail. I'll pay for the damage.
John Miller: First you pay me for land that I do not wish to sell. Now you want to pay me for a drilling derrick which you're going to tear down anyway. I do not understand you, sir, and I do not want your money.
Wrightman: Have you ever done anything like this before?
MacGyver: Do you want the truth?
Wrightman: No.