Team Escarpara's not looking too casual anymore, and it doesn't help that Trumpets and the band are now lobbying for their missing C-Note. Abruzzi is all, "He's not in the cell," and Trumpets spits out, "That's real touching, you stepping up for a brother, but y'all need to step aside right now." The Team Escarpara members do so. Trumpets strolls into the cell, stands in front of the bunk where he presumes C-Note is hiding...and gets the full-on Blue Steel from Michael. Scofield calmly asks, "Something you need?" Trumpets checks under the bed. He turns back to Abruzzi, who can't resist saying, "Told you we haven't seen him." Trumpets looks back at Sucre, who raises his eyes in confirmation. Amaury Nolasco, please don't ever lose your comic touch. Michael's still Blue Steeling away, and a deflated, befuddled Trumpets skulks out of the cell. We then see C-Note in the pipes area, sweating bullets.
Meanwhile, on the outside...Veronica's asking Nick, "This whole time, everything you said was a lie?" Nick says that he never stopped fighting for Lincoln, and unspools his sordid little story: Abruzzi and his crew approached Nick after he took on Lincoln's case and arranged for one of Abruzzi's crew to take the rap for Nick's dad: "I agreed to keep tabs on you. In exchange, Abruzzi got some guy named Aleuri to agree to do a life sentence for the murder my dad didn't commit. And that's how I got him out of jail." Veronica spits, "Your dad's life for mine." Nick idiotically insists that it won't be like that. What, is he thinking that Abruzzi's got a crush on Veronica and is too shy to pitch woo in the standard way? Nick insists that all that has to happen is that Michael gives Abruzzi what he needs to know. Yes, so Abruzzi can take off that burning need to forgive Fibonacci, no doubt. Veronica leans forward and asks, "You don't think they're going to let me live, do you?" Nick foolishly thinks they do. Veronica chews her newly-inflated lips. Then Nick prods Veronica with the gun, pushing her to her feet.
And now, Team Escarpara's going through the hole. Sucre lets them into the cell, one at a time, and as they head to the toilet, Michael hands them their jumpsuit. After Sucre drops the sheet, it's Manche's turn to go through. He eyes the hole with justifiable trepidation. T-Bag actually kicks him through, snarling, "Move your fat ass."