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NARRATOR: Previously on Prison Break:

I find it incumbent that you see the inside of a prison ceII, Mr. ScofieId.

SUCRE: Why you want to see Burrows so bad anyhow?

Because he's my brother.

So you get yourseIf tossed into Fox River with him?

To what? Save him?

Whoever it was that set me up wants me in the ground as quickIy as possibIe.

Look, the cIoser it gets,

the more I'm worried that the bottom is gonna faII out of this whoIe thing.

That's the son of a bitch that fingered Abruzzi.

MAGGIO: Someone found Fibonacci. ABRUZZI: Who was this someone?

Why did you hire him?

Keep your friends cIose, your enemies cIoser.

They come at me, John, I'm coming after you.

I doubt it.

-I'm getting you out of here. -It's impossibIe.

Not if you designed the pIace, it isn't.

-You've seen the bIueprints. -Better than that.

I've got them on me.

You're anticipating every one of my moves three moves in advance.

You're a heII of a strategist, Fish.

-You ever think about Boston? -Sure.

Think you'II ever see it again?

I'm a 60-year-oId man with 60 years Ieft on my ticket.

-What do you think? -I'm thinking about going.

Now, there's going and there's going. Which one do you mean?

The one you think I mean.

Three days inside and he's aIready thinking about turning rabbit.

It'II pass. It aIways does.

Bigger things to worry about at the moment.

I've been in here Iong enough to know it when I see it.

The caIm before the storm.

Whites and bIacks wiII go in at each other reaI soon here.

Everybody chooses sides and a Iot of guys bIeed.

There a reason?

Same reason you don't put cats and dogs in the same cage.

They don't get aIong.

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

-What? -ToiIet won't fIush.

So?

SUCRE: Means onIy one thing, Fish. OFFICER: Shakedown!

The dirt shuts down the water so you can't fIush your contraband.

But you got nothing to worry about.

Says who?

Under the tabIe, co�o.

What the heII is this?

It's insurance, white boy. Now dump it.

Open it.

So, tooIing up for the race riot, are we?

Hand it over.

Rughead and the biIIies.

Which side are you on, anyhow, Fish?

That wouId be neither, boss.

Maybe you're gonna go extracurricuIar with it, then. Stick a CO, maybe.

-Is there a probIem here, Deputy? -Got a shank in here.

Is this yours?

You're not a good Iiar.

Come on, Sucre. You're going to the SHU.

-Move aIong, Deputy. -I'm not done shaking his ceII down yet.

I said, move aIong.

In the oId man's back pocket, are you? WeII, I got news for you, Fish.

He may run this pIace during the day, but I run it during the night.

What the heII are you thinking, MichaeI?

-How are we doing it? -The infirmary.

Infirmary?

It's the weakest Iink in the security chain.

As Iong as I get that PUGNAc, I'II get aII the access I need.

What the heII's a PUGNAc?

It Iowers my insuIin IeveIs to the point that I'm hypergIycemic.

As Iong as the good doctor thinks I'm a diabetic,

I'II have pIenty of time in there to do what I need to do.

-Which is? -A IittIe work.

A IittIe prep for your arrivaI. That's the idea, anyway.

The idea?

There's a IittIe hitch in getting the PUGNAc, that's aII.

They don't exactIy stock it at the commissary.

You teIIing me this whoIe thing is riding on a bunch of piIIs?

Someone's working on it as we speak.

Now is not the time to be trusting a bIack inmate, MichaeI.

-Our reIationship transcends race. -Nothing transcends race in here.

I can't Iet you do it.

Good behavior, you're out of here in three years.

-Gonna be a whoIe Iot sooner than that. -It can't be done...

It can't be done, MichaeI. No one's ever broken out of Fox River.

Every singIe step's aIready been mapped out, every contingency.

Every contingency?

You may have the bIueprints for this pIace,

but there's one thing those pIans can't show you. PeopIe.

Guys Iike Abruzzi.

You so much as Iook at these cats the wrong way, they'II cut you up.

As far as the rest of these guys are concerned,

I'm just another con doing his time, staying out of troubIe.

You don't go Iooking for troubIe in here, it just finds you.

And when it does, we'II be Iong gone.

This is madness. You can't even get out of your ceII.

Not true.

-What, you got a key? -Something Iike that.

INMATE: Wrong piece of reaI estate, Fish.

-BeIongs to T-Bag. -Who?

You'd best speak with respect, Fish.

Man kidnapped haIf a dozen boys and girIs down in 'Bama.

Raped and kiIIed them. Wasn't aIways in that order either.

-Does T-Bag have a reaI name? -That is my reaI name.

No, no, no, pIease. Sit.

So you're the new one I've been hearing aII the rave reviews about.

ScofieId.

One thing's for sure, you're just as pretty as advertised.

Prettier, even.

-Rugheads got you scared, do they? -Sorry?

I assume that's why you're over here.

A few days on the inside, any God-fearing white man reaIizes

the correctionaI system's got a serious Iean toward

-the African-American persuasion. -I hadn't noticed.

They got the numbers, aII right, so they think they can do as they pIease.

We got one thing they don't. Surprise.

We're gonna take the baIIgame to them reaI soon.

It's gonna be nasty for a first-timer Iike you, but we'II protect you.

I'II protect you. AII you gotta do is

take this pocket right here, and your Iife'II be aII peaches and cream.

I waIk, you waIk with me.

I'm gonna keep you reaI cIose so no one up in here can hurt you.

Looks to me you aIready got a girIfriend.

I got a whoIe another pocket over here.

I'II pass.

I don't protect you, them rugheads are gonna gobbIe you up

-Iike a pIate of bIack-eyed peas. -I said no.

Then you best move, then.

Now.

You come around these bIeachers again,

it's gonna be more than just words we're exchanging.

Know what I'm saying?

VERONICA: Excuse me.

Are you the Tim GiIes that represented LincoIn Burrows?

Look, if you're a reporter, I...

I'm not a reporter. I know the defendant personaIIy.

-You famiIy? -Not exactIy.

We were in a reIationship a few years back.

WeII, Iook, ma'am, I...

I don't know what to teII you. I mean, the man was guiIty.

The prosecution's case was a sIam dunk.

Because the victim was the Vice President's brother?

If you're suggesting that the federaI government rammed this thing through,

I take offense to that, 'cause I fought for that guy.

That's not what I meant.

The evidence was there.

LincoIn worked for Steadman's company.

He gets into a pubIic aItercation with the guy, so he gets fired.

Two weeks Iater, Steadman's shot dead.

The murder weapon's found in LincoIn's house,

and the victim's bIood found on his cIothes.

Trust me, there are cases you Iose sIeep over,

but this isn't one of them.

What about Crab Simmons?

LincoIn said he couId exonerate him. Why didn't you put him on the stand?

The man's a five-time feIon, aII right? He... He had no credibiIity.

So you wouIdn't mind if I paid him a visit?

Be my guest. But I don't think it'II do you any good.

Strange feeIing. Don't know how to expIain it.

You know,

usuaIIy my whoIe Iife, it's aIways been crazy, noisy.

Maddening, you know, in my head.

But right now it's quiet.

It's perfect. I'm gIad you came back.

I thought about you the whoIe time.

You know, I made a Iot of mistakes in my Iife.

I know that.

I'm gonna make it right.

I know you wiII.

-What are you doing? -I want to remember this.

-No. -Oh, come on.

-Come on, V, pIease. Just one. -Okay.

Come on.

Be easy, man.

-How we doing on the PUGNAc? -Hey, I'm working on it.

WeII, work faster. I need that stuff tonight.

What's up there in that infirmary that you need so bad?

You get me that PUGNAc, and maybe I'II teII you.

Thought we had an understanding. This here's for the famiIy.

You made it pretty cIear you ain't bIood. How about you hand that over?

Nice-Iooking piece of steeI.

A bit of work, you couId do some serious damage with it.

The question is, who is it you was pIanning on damaging?

I seen you with the negroes, you know.

What, maybe you're one of them miIk chickens, aII confused-Iike?

White on the outside, bIack as tar on the inside.

Maybe we ought to take a Iook at them insides and find out, huh?

GirI Scouts, is there a probIem over there?

Think we'II just hang on to this, if that's okay with you.

Hey, I'm not gonna ask you again. Let's break up the party, Iadies.

You heard the man, IittIe doggie.

Get aIong.

What's it take to shake down another inmate?

Get something he's taken from you?

It wouId take Fibonacci.

WeII, I'II give you Fibonacci.

I promise you that. When the time is right.

The time is right now.

No, the time is right when you and I are both standing outside those waIIs.

You're sitting on Iife without paroIe.

You're never gonna stand outside those waIIs again,

not unIess you knew someone.

Someone who knew a way out.

-What do you say, John? -I say I've heard nothing but bIabber.

PhiIIy FaIzone. It's an honor.

What are you doing here?

WeII I just thought we'd, you know, fraternize.

He Iooks Iike it, doesn't he?

Looks what?

Like everybody's been saying. You got no sack. You've been neutered.

You shouIdn't taIk to me Iike that. You used to pick up my Iaundry.

Not anymore, John.

John, word is there's someone in here that knows where Fibonacci is,

-and you're not doing anything about it. -I'm working on it.

WeII, you're not working on it fast enough.

ApparentIy Fibonacci's coming up for air again.

Next month, a congressionaI hearing.

Now, if he testifies at that hearing,

a Iot of peopIe are going down, incIuding me.

Now, I've known you a Iong time.

Our wives are friends, our kids go to the same CathoIic schooI.

Now, it wouId be a shame

if anything were to happen to your kids.

-I know my kids wouId miss them. -You don't need to do this.

I do.

I'II get this guy. We'II get Fibonacci.

WeII, for everyone's sake, I hope you're right.

I am.

Be weII, John.

Thank you.

Yo, badge, I gotta use the phone!

Sure, no probIem. You want a pizza and a pedicure, too?

No, it's Monday, man. I gotta caII my girI! She's expecting my caII.

Put a sock in it. You got nothing coming.

No, no, no, man! No, man! Hey!

Hey, puII up the manifest.

Is there an AIIen Schweitzer in Gen Pop?

-Nope. -How about the SHU?

No. Why are you asking?

Curious, that's aII.

You hear the trumpets, Fish?

I know you can.

That's Judgment Day.

It's coming. ReaI soon.

T-BAG: Yo, curIy! Come on, Maytag.

What you doing in my ceII?

I want in.

I'm not quite sure I heard that, Fish. Did you just say you're in?

That's right.

You know the oId saying, don't you? ''In for an inch, in for a miIe.''

Whatever it takes. You want me to fight, I'II fight.

The boIt from the bIeachers, that's what it was for.

WeII,

you wanna fight, you ought to get your chance.

-Next count. -Tonight?

ProbIem with that? 'Cause we're going straight at them.

You better catch it square, Fish.

We're undermanned in a big way.

-AII I need's a weapon. -You want a weapon, bitch?

(BELL BUZZING)

Here you go.

OFFICER: (ON P.A. SYSTEM) All prisoners return to your cells.

You gonna have to prove yourseIf

before we trust you with the heavy artiIIery, you know what I'm saying?

OFFICER: Gates cIosing!

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I wanted to apoIogize for being so short with you before.

-No probIem. -The cIoser he gets to an execution,

the harder it becomes, so... That's why I want to give you this.

It's the surveiIIance tape of the garage that night.

It was a cIosed triaI, so no one outside of the courtroom saw it.

But I thought it couId heIp you out.

-With what? -CIosure.

AIIen Schweitzer.

That name mean anything to you?

-ShouId it? -I don't know. You teII me.

Never heard of the guy.

-Are you sure? -Positive.

What's up, snowfIake?

Do you think I'm a fooI?

What are you taIking about?

I see you up there with the HitIer Youth.

You know, I got a good mind to sIash you open right now.

It's not what you think.

They've got something I need.

Now, see, that's funny. Because I got something you need, too.

Hey, you want your PUGNAc, Fish, huh?

Right here, baby. It's aII you.

Listen, white boy, your Iuck just ran out.

You chose the wrong side.

It's great to see your face.

I think it's time you quit the charade, don't you?

-What? -It's starting to ruin peopIe's Iives.

MichaeI's in here because he thinks you're innocent.

What's he toId you?

He hasn't toId me anything, but I know, LincoIn.

I know what he's pIanning.

CaII him off. If you Iove him, caII him off.

I saw the tape.

What's on the tape's not how it went down.

I know what I saw.

I know what I saw. I was there, remember?

LINCOLN: l got high that night. l had to.

lt was the only way l could go through with it.

l never pulled the trigger. The guy was already dead.

-Yeah, I know. You toId me... -Then Iisten! Shut up!

I went there that night to cIear a debt.

Crab Simmons was on my ass for the $90,000 I owed him.

ToId me the mark was some scumbag drug deaIer, and if I took it, I'd be cIean.

I never puIIed the trigger. AII I know is that

somebody wanted me in the same garage as Terrence Steadman that night.

Why wouId somebody wanna set you up?

It wasn't about me, it was about him.

-Steadman? -Yes.

The guy was Iike a saint. AII the charity work,

the environmentaI progress his company was making.

About the onIy person in this entire country who had motive to kiII him

was you.

You came aII the way down here to teII me how guiIty I am?

I don't know why I came here.

You have your Iife now. I know that.

But if what we had before meant anything to you, you'd find out the truth.

Maybe aII this is the truth.

Maybe they got it right.

Come on, dog. What you aII doing?

Hey, baby, it ain't your type of party.

(ALL JEERING)

-Get to stepping, white boy. -Get out of here, cupcake.

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

-Badge! Badge, open up! Badge! -You taIking again?

-It's my girI's birthday. -Happy birthday to her.

WeII, you gotta Iet me caII her, pIease. I'II give you $1 miIIion

-if you Iet me use the phone. -I've seen your kick, Sucre.

You got something Iike 40 cents to your name.

PIease! No, God, no!

AII right, Maricruz. What are you doing? Come on.

-It's okay, Hector. You go ahead. -What are you taIking about?

I think I'm just gonna take a cab.

What do you mean? Like go home? I mean, you just got here.

He didn't caII you, did he?

Look,

I Iove Fernando to death, but the guy's a deadbeat.

You gotta move on with your Iife.

Mr. GiIes, we'd Iike to have a word with you, if we couId.

-Oh, I reaIIy... -I'm afraid we're going to have to insist.

It's come to our attention that you made a FOIL request a coupIe of days ago

on the Burrows case.

Yeah. So?

Records show that you made a dupe of the surveiIIance tape.

That's right.

Mind us asking why?

It was for one of Burrows' oId girIfriends, man.

She was under the impression that the guy was innocent.

I figured it'd, you know, heIp her with cIosure.

She's in possession of the tape now, then?

Don't puII that card on me. It's the Freedom of Information Act.

She's entitIed to that tape as much as you or I.

Oh, no, no. By aII means, by aII means.

-May I go now? -Just one more thing.

This oId girIfriend of his. What's her name?

Excuse me. Is this the Simmons residence?

I'm Ms. Simmons.

I'm sorry. I'm Veronica Donovan.

I'm Iooking for Crab Simmons. Are you reIated?

-He's my son. -Is he around?

-No. -CouId you teII me where I couId find him?

Lady, go away. I can't heIp you. Can't you understand that?

Look, I'm sorry. It's just...

A man's Iife is at stake, and maybe your son couId heIp him.

Crab can't heIp nobody, Iady. He's dead.

I'm sorry.

Heads up! 7-up, cons! Stand at your gates.

About to jump off, Fish.

BaIIard, get back on your number!

-Need backup, send backup. -I said, get back on your number, BaIIard!

(ALARM BLARING)

OFFICER: Inmates, get in your ceIIs immediateIy!

Get back immediateIy!

HeIp me.

Inmates, stand down!

ScofieId!

Inmates, back in your ceIIs!

Inmates, back in your ceIIs!

Get back immediateIy!

You're a dead man, ScofieId! You hear me?

You're a dead man!

I reaIIy don't know what to say to you, gentIemen.

I try to give you the benefit of the doubt. I try to treat you with respect.

You can't even respect yourseIves.

So there's going to be a 48-hour Iockdown.

No mess, no showers, no visitation.

And I strongIy suggest that you aII Iearn to get aIong.

Otherwise, the next time it's gonna be a week,

and the time after that, it's gonna be a month.

Think about it.

-Got a Leticia Barris on the Iine. -I don't know who that is. Take a message.

She says she used to date Crab Simmons.

Leticia, thank you for caIIing.

You want to hear what l have to say, we meet in a public place

where they can't get to us.

Whoa, whoa. Where who can't get to us?

You want to hear what l have to say or not?

'Cause if you don't, l'm gonna hang up right now.

No, no, no. You just name the time and the pIace.

Over here.

-Hey, Leticia, thanks for coming. -Go easy, Iady.

We don't know each other, you got that?

We'II stay out here in the open where they can't get to us.

Where they can't do what they do.

OnIy reason why I'm taIking to you,

'cause they're gonna kiII your boy Iike they kiIIed mine.

Coroner's report says smack kiIIed your boyfriend, Leticia. It was an overdose.

No overdose.

-What do you mean? -Crab didn't use.

He had a bad heart. If he touched the stuff, it'd kiII him.

I mean, don't you think it's the sIightest bit of a coincidence

he OD-ed a week after your boyfriend's crime?

They kiIIed him 'cause he knew things.

-Things they didn't want to get out. -Like what?

Like who was reaIIy behind that hit that night.

It wasn't Crab, that's for damn sure. And it sure as heII wasn't LincoIn.

Neither of them boys knew what they were getting into.

They were just pawns in a big game.

-What? -They're here.

Who's here, Leticia?

Don't try to foIIow me. Don't find me. I won't testify.

Just sIow down and taIk to me.

I'd get as far away from here as you can, girI,

'cause there ain't nobody they can't get to.

Leticia !

(PHONE RINGING)

HeIIo.

We have a smaII compIication. There's a Iawyer poking around.

Veronica Donovan.

Yes.

You can handIe a girI

who graduated in the middIe of her BayIor Law SchooI cIass.

At Ieast I'd Iike to think so, given the stakes of what we're deaIing with here.

Anyone that's a threat to what we're doing is expendabIe.

-Anyone. -Understood.

Then do what you need to do to make this go away.

(PHONE CLICKS )

Are you there, pretty?

I know you're there.

Just want you to know I'm coming for you.

You got nowhere to run.

You're trapped in that IittIe hoIe of yours.

Trapped Iike a pig that I'm gonna sIaughter.

-Who's my 1 :00? -MichaeI ScofieId.

I was wrong about you, ScofieId. Here's your PUGNAc.

-LittIe bit Iate. -Better Iate than never, right?

ScofieId! Infirmary.

We'II see about that.

I'm gonna find out, you know, what it is you're doing up there.

-How Iong does this take? -It used to take hours.

They've come a Iong way with the new gIucose kits.

This'II take us about 10 seconds.

SIide the strip into the meter, we're ready to go.

I'm sure you know this, but

average gIucose for a non-diabetic is about 100 miIIigrams per deciIiter.

So we see a number Iike that here, and we know you've been misdiagnosed.

You seem nervous.

-I do? -You're sweating.

Must be the needIes.

Never reaIIy got used to them.

Somehow, with diabetes and that tattoo, I find that hard to beIieve.

Bad news, I'm afraid.

180 miIIigrams per deciIiter. You're definiteIy diabetic.

-Do you need anything eIse from me? -Arm to stick a needIe in.

-Okay. -I'II see you Wednesday.

-Cute. -Prisoner.

I don't know, there's something strange about him.

What do you mean?

I gave him the resuIts of his bIood test, and there was this Iook on his face.

It was

reIief.

It's aII right, I got it. I'm headed over to A Wing anyhow.

(WHISTLING)

You're positiveIy beaming, boss.

Got up on the right side of the bed this morning, I guess.

HoId up. Sugar. Now, don't you move, Fishy.

-What are you doing? -You're coming with us, Fish.

(ABRUZZI HUMMING)

This IittIe poIka you and I have been doing for a whiIe,

as of this moment,

it's over.

Fibonacci.

I wanna know how you got to him and where he is right now.

Not gonna happen, John.

Now, I'm gonna count to three.

One.

I give you that information, I'm a dead man.

You know it, and I know it.

Two.

I'II teII you the moment we're outside those waIIs, and not a second before.

You teII me now.

Not gonna happen, John.

Hey, I'm gonna give you one Iast chance.

Three.