Before he could defuse the bomb though, Mac's apprentice first had to defuse the tense situation that had arisen when a group of worried parents had gathered round. His own mother was there too, trying to make up her mind as to whether she wanted her son to keep perfectly still until the bomb squad arrived, or rather have him throw the bomb towards the obviously insane mentor who was sitting behind him. If she were perfectly honest, she would love to throttle this Mr. MacGyver, but she was afraid what would happen with the bomb if the sparks really started to fly. The kid however was a natural...
Kid: Don't worry, Mom, I can do this. All I need is your hairpin and some of your nail-polish. I shouldn't even need any duct-tape this time.
Mac: I'm so proud. He really is a bright spark.