But before Haywire can finish his train of thought, he becomes distracted by the tattoos that aren't currently obscured by Michael's wifebeater. He's intrigued, but Michael assures him, "They're just tattoos." Before Haywire can interrogate him further, a CO and a medical type arrive with his meds. "They think I have schizoaffective disorder with bipolar tendencies," he confides to his inky new friend. "Think you got it?" the CO asks, incredulous. Heh. Although, Haywire might not be wrong to question his diagnosis, especially since events in this episode appear to contradict it. But we'll get into that later. For now, Haywire downs his pills, "to keep the quacks off [his] back," and offers a clean mouth as proof that he swallowed. Of course, as soon as the doctor and guard leave, Haywire gets to the business of yakking them right back up into the toilet. He crazies for a bit about how the pills keep him in "invisible handcuffs," but soon finds himself back on the subject of Michael's ink. "You mind if I, you know, look at the whole thing?" The entirety of the Prison Break forums gasp at the revelation that they're thinking the same thing as the designated crazy guy. Michael plays the party pooper, though, and turns down the request without explanation.

Out in the Lushly Sodded Exercise Yard, Michael gets the brush-off from a prickly Sucre, who really isn't living up to his name. It's the kind of satisfying irony you can also find in strippers named Chastity. As Michael's gaze follows his ex-cellie out of the yard, he picks up his new cellie, whose bug eyes are actually outside the sphere of his head as he stares intently back. That was...unsubtle. Michael turns away from this freakazoid and obliges the audience with a peek at this week's relevant piece of tattoo. On the inside of his left forearm, there's what looks like a jug pouring out liquid. The jug is labeled "Cute Poison."