Macgyver -2016- - Season 1 Apr 2026

Thornton entered, holding a file. “Geneva wants a debrief. But first—Kessler asked how you knew the river was too cold for his fungus.”

The Spore Trap

Kessler turned the wheel a third time. A hiss of gas escaped.

Jack clapped him on the shoulder. “You bluffed a bio-terrorist with botany trivia.” MacGyver -2016- - Season 1

The Phoenix Foundation’s safe house in Zurich smelled of old wood and strong coffee. Jack Dalton, nursing a third cup, glared at the surveillance feed. “I’m telling you, Mac, this guy Kessler isn’t a scientist. He’s a mushroom farmer with a grudge.”

“It’s a reminder,” Mac said, taking it back. “The simplest thing—a spring, a spark, a guess—can stop the end of the world.”

Angus MacGyver, kneeling beside an open junction box, didn’t look up. He was threading copper wire through the spring of an old clothespin. “Actually, Jack, Armillaria ostoyae is a fungus. It covers nearly four square miles in Oregon. Kessler’s just made it... hungrier.” Thornton entered, holding a file

Mac was at the table, dismantling the thermal lance. He pulled out the clothespin spring, still intact. “Always good to have spare parts.”

“Boys,” Kessler’s voice echoed from a speaker. “I see you. One wrong move, and I crack the seal. The spores aerosolize.”

Mac smiled slightly. “I didn’t. I read his body language when I said it. He flinched. That’s how I knew he hadn’t solved the temperature problem.” A hiss of gas escaped

“Last chance.”

Kessler grabbed the canister’s manual release wheel.

Mac snapped the clothespin mechanism into a small plastic tube. “I’ll need a lighter, a roll of duct tape, and the smallest drill bit from the tool kit.”

Jack cuffed him before he could blink. “Should’ve taken the deal, mushroom man.”