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. |