- [last lines]
- Dr. Zito: Lt Murphy. How's she...
- [taps his head]
- Dr. Zito: holding together?
- MacGyver: Why don't we ask her?
- [Murphy enters the ward, slowly, stops in front of Zito's cell, then lifts her eyes to stare at Zito]
- Police Lt. Kate Murphy: Murphy's going to be fine, Dr. Zito.
- Det. Wyatt: [holding his weapon on the perp] I got twelve kids mister, I'm goin' home tonight. What about you?
- Police Lt. Kate Murphy: [tearing down poster of voluptuous model] See if you can find me something of Mel Gibson half-naked, will ya Wyatt?
- Det. Wyatt: He's not really my type, Ma'am.
- [first lines]
- Voice from Police Radio: [MacGyver, Thornton, and a policeman are on a car, on a stakeout] 16-14 to surveillance units. Possible suspect vehicle approaching. Red convertible, late model, California plates. Looks like a costumer.