Out in the yard, Abruzzi produces the root control for Michael. But he also offers an alternative solution to the Haywire problem: a big-ass knife. That's as specific as I'm getting with the type of knife it was. Big. Big-ass. "There's a quicker way to take care of your problem," Abruzzi offers. Michael takes the root control, not the knife: "There are smarter ways, too." He gets up and leaves Abruzzi alone with his knife and his stugots.
Back in his cell, Michael assembles all the ingredients for Cute Poison. While he fills one empty toothpaste tube with the copper sulfate and the other with phosphoric acid, he flashes back to before prison, when he was testing out his little science fair experiment. When combined, the two ingredients produce a brown, bubbling fizz that reminds me of nothing so much as the head on a glass of Guinness. Probably tastes about as good as a Guinness does, too. Sorry, I'm not a fan. Truly, I am the shame of the Irish branch of my ancestry. His ingredients assembled, Michael is left with nothing to do but stare.
Cut to a charming little outdoor café, where Veronica and Nick are going over the case. Nick marvels at how the case was fast-tracked, but when Veronica starts to ask about how that happened, Nick would rather ask why. Umm, the Vice-President's brother was the victim? Veronica says pretty much that, although a whole lot nicer, and she's going somewhere else with it: "What do we know [about Steadman]? That he was the CEO of EcoField, that he was pushing alternative energy." A-ha! A topical hot spot for conspiracy theorists! Nick seems to agree that Steadman "successfully" pushing alternative energy made him a possible target for "oil companies, the Saudis, even our own government." Well, I think I know who Veronica needs to talk to for dirt on those three suspects. But somehow I don't think Michael Moore will be appearing on FOX broadcasting any time soon. Nick asks Veronica what took her so damn long to take up the case. She thought he was guilty, same as everyone. Nick tells her to prepare herself for the fact that it might be too late to save Lincoln. Then she gets all nosy about what made him become a death penalty lawyer, like, they're called priorities, lady. The man just told you it might already be too late, and you want to play getting to know you with the handsome man? The woman is insatiable! Anyway, blah, blah, blah, my dad got railroaded by the government, now I tirelessly fight for those who can't fight for themselves. I think Nick is secretly Batman.