Those of you who were all, "You know what this show needs? Six separate plotlines that are spiraling out into several separate directions" -- your dreams have been answered! Tonight's episode featured:
1. The plotline where Dr. Sara figured out that her dad's right-hand man Bruce was part of the One World Conspiracy out to get her, then figured out the coded messages Michael had been sending via origami crane. It is amazing how fighting off your would-be killer with a bottle of oven cleaner (or bug spray, or Pam) can sharpen those analytic skills.
2. The plotline where the Feds set a trap for Linc by having L.J. hang out near a downtown bus depot, under oodles of surveillance, in an effort to draw Linc out of hiding. But Linc fools them! He pays a homeless guy $50 to beat the tar out of L.J., then absconds with his son when they're in the hospital. Nothing says "love" like hiring strangers to punch your kid.
3. The plotline where Bellick and Geary lurch back onto the screen, making us all grateful that Smell-O-Vision has not yet been invented, because then we would all be gagging on the sour fumes of Old Milwaukee and desperation. And sweat. Lots of sweat. Anyway, the guys make it down to Tooele a day late. They are not a dollar short, because Bellick swipes a Benjamin from Jeannette.
4. The plotline where it's revealed that Sucre's hold-up and subsequent escape with what he thinks is the lootâ¦is all a clever ploy he and Michael colluded on.
5. The plotline where it's revealed that you still have to get up pretty godddamn early to pull one over on T-Bag because he managed to take off with all the money and a new set of wheels.
6. And the plotline where my screen nearly explodes in a hail of glittering, evil shards after Kellerman and Mahone share a scene together. So much calculating malice in one car -- how can it possibly be contained? Answer: it darn near can't. But we find out the One World Conspiracy has something on Mahone, so he'll be killing every member of Team Escarpara. Or at least those who are not locked into five-year contracts.
Regrettably, there was no time to find out how Haywire's raft-building was going, which was a pity, because Michael and Sucre could have used some aquatic assistance at assorted points in the evening. Perhaps next timeâ¦
Previously on Prison Break... Illinois had a living and breathing governor. Now, not so much. Also, Mahone killed Tweener in cold blood and Sucre decided to take the $5 million and run.
The episode begins by showing that Sucre has still decided to take the $5 million and run. The soundtrack's percussive thuds punctuate the back-and-forth camera work between Sucre's face and the faces of his surprised Team Escarpara colleagues. Then C-Note breaks the silence by politely inquiring, "What the hell are you doing, Sucre?" Michael whispers, "Sucre, whatever you want... " Sucre tells him he wants the money. Five million will go a long way toward hiring the permanent lighting crew that will keep the scary and dramatic shadows on Sucre's face. The badass look is a good one on him. Michael broods, C-Note acts outraged, and T-Bag just looks skeptical. Sucre snarls, "This is a business -- five million dollars' worth of business." Michael whispers bitterly, "Once a thief, always a thief."
Anyway, Sucre says sharply, "You only figuring that out now?" Then he shouts, "Backpack! Now!" C-Note is glaring daggers at Sucre so it falls to Michael to fetch a black satchel and bring it to Sucre. Michael is still trying to appeal to the better angels of Sucre's nature, while C-Note tries to appeal to Sucre's common sense with the observation that he is outnumbered. This is where C-Note has plainly miscalculated: since when have things like "reason" and "facts" ever made an impression on Sucre? Meanwhile, T-Bag continues to look shifty. He finally asks Sucre, "What are you going to do, shoot at all of us?" Sucre concedes, "Probably not." He then fires a shot at T-Bag's feet. We see C-Note's startled expression. We do not see the rapidly forming puddle around T-Bag's feet. Sucre snarls, "But I will get two [people shot]. Now, which two is it going to be?" There is much angry staring and manly clenching of jaws. Sucre takes off with an "Adios, amigos!"
Once we hear his little bike puttering off in the distance, we're left to witness C-Note's near-nervous breakdown. When he asks, "What are we going to do now, man?" T-Bag says indignantly, "Ain't no way I'm going to let that dunderpate ride off with FIVE -- ARGH!" Hee! Dunderpate is an excellent word. I applaud its use.
Cut to Michael coming in to tend to their hostages. He hands Jeanntte a butter knife and tells her, "I'm going to hand you this, and you should be able to cut yourself free in about an hour." Daughter Ann watches all of this with interest. C-Note would like to know what the plan is now; without even consulting his tattoos, Michael coolly tells him, "You can do what you want. I let that psychopath T-Bag loose once. I'm not going to do it again." He grabs a cord of some sort (extension cord?) and heads into the garage.