Hey! It's the music that used to indicate impending race riots in Fox River, lo those many years ago, and is now used to indicate general scheming and low-grade mayhem. We know something's up when Mahone stands next to the maid at the bus stop. She is not reassured by his presence. A second later, Bellick blunders along and grabs the maid's back. Mahone makes a big show of shouting, "Hey! Stop!" and begins chasing the purse-snatcher. But first, he orders the maid to stay put. There's a sham pursuit, then Mahone and Belick duck into some bushes, presumably to pillage that nice, organized bag and find Charybdis. Alas, the device is not in the bag. Mahone returns the bag to its owner with a muttered "son of a bitch!"
We cut to Agent Blocks Out the Sun. He's outside a supermax facility in Texas and his prisoner counts indicate that there are two fewer prisoners than there are supposed to be. He calls up his contact to ask who posted Linc and Michael's bail. Oh, Bruce Bennett -- it was nice knowing you.
We cut to Team Scylla headquarters. Roland is in deep mourning for the loss of his gadget; everyone else is not thrilled that the maid apparently confused Charybdis for her boss's cell phone and left it for him. To further add to the woes: Roland may have copied the data, but he can't read it without Charybdis, so they've got to get that device back. Roland begins shrieking about how he can't exactly whip another one up out of thin air, and Mahone verbally slaps some sense into him by snapping, "Losing it is not the problem. It's them finding it that's the problem. If they find out someone's after the card, we're done." The good news: Roland's calmed down. Now Bellick's having a nutty. Michael shuts everyone down by looking up from his schematic of the Stuart Tuxhorne estate and saying, "It means we're going in to get it."
We cut to Michael standing outside with Don Self and giving him a progress report. Don confirms that indeed, the guys don't have a lot of time. Michael snaps, "If you want us to get that device out of there, you've got to throw us a bone, get us some extra help." Don Self sets him straight: "What you're asking for requires additional people which, given the covert nature of this operation, I cannot do." Michael protests that Don Self is asking for the impossible. Don Self counters that he's asking for competency. I'm asking why Don Self appears to have a bamboo skewer sticking out of his hair. Did Michael call him away from a shish kebab party? Don Self gives the headachy Michael a pep talk: "I didn't choose you to do this because I had you in custody. I chose you to do this because I believed you could pull it off." Michael broods, "There were a lot of people who believed in me in the last few months, Agent Self. Not all of them are alive today."