So this year's variation on that theme: oh, there is not much difference between Michael and T-Bag except that one is a one-handed, child-raping, mass murderer and the other is an alpha geek with the ability to control people through the power of Blue Steel. Also, if Michael is interested in making sure that he's not brutally raped for the next twelve hours, he might want to take all of Whistler's pages from the bird book and make sense of whatever the line drawings mean.
So when T-Bag name-drops Scylla and Michael condescends with, "This is not a game, Theodore. You need to tell me who you've been talking to," T-Bag reacts poorly. He pimp-slaps Michael a few times, then reminds him, "I don't need to do a damn thing. That's the benefit of being the man with the gun." T-Bag then opens his GATE-labeled box, pulls out some office supplies and a pair of wirecutters, then tells Michael that he's going to start writing down everything he knows about Scylla and the book, or "I'm going to paint these walls with your gray matter." T-Bag uses the wirecutters to release Michael's hands, then walks off. Michael checks to make sure the tracking anklet is still in place, then smiles.
We then go to a series of interleaved scenes: as Don Self pokes around a file room looking for specific files and Agent Blots Out the Sun fills the trunk of his car with things like a tarp, a Milwaukee Swazall (which is an awesome tool to have, by the by) and lye. Don Self eventually finds what he's looking for in a file folder labeled "The Comrie Group." Then Don Self gets a phone call and says grimly, "I'll be right there." We see him head into the parking garage, and the music gets all ominous ...
But it's Mahone that's lurking behind a pillar, not Agent Blots Out the Sun. Don Self points out that Michael and Bellick are still in the same position they've been in since Mahone called, and Mahone points out, "T-Bag's a psychopath, but he's a psychopath with a plan. He obviously needs something from Michael and as long as Michael doesn't give it to him, he'll keep breathing." Don Self volunteers to go with Mahone, but Mahone says, "I got it. [You] stick to the plan." He melts into the shadows, while Don Self looks all nervous.