macgyver: meet jack dalton, security and intel. former delta force. jack's the kind of guy you want watching your back. he's been watching mine for years now. (device beeps) (men shouting in arabic) jack? (gunshots, men grunting) who loves you, baby? macgyver: and my name's angus macgyver. i have 12 first place science fair trophies, two years mit, three years diffusing bombs for the military. and what do i do now? a little of this, a little of that. nikki: what are you doing? we're gonna need a fingerprint to access that safe. macgyver: intel says some weapon the host plans on selling to the highest bidder tonight. hundred bucks says it's nuclear. look, can we not take bets on what's probably gonna get us killed? oh, relax. it couldn't be worse than cairo. hey, hey. we don't talk about cairo, remember? what happened in cairo stays in cairo. sister's right. cairo is off limits, except for my therapist. you see a therapist? massage therapist, but she's a good listener. okay, hoss, you got 30 minutes. after that... ...i'm crashing the party. see you in 2