Whistler doesn't quite get it yet: "How was them getting caught your plan?" Mahone says, "You told them they had thirty seconds to get across, the generator kicked in sooner." Michael hides his grin as he says, "I must have miscalculated." Oooh, I love Evil Genius Michael -- not only does he plan for the serial killer, the drug lord, and his personal bully to remain incarcerated, he refuses to tip his hand to everyone else that he's so ruthless. Mahone is definitely going to need heavy drugs to deal with knowing that Michael's out there. Everyone continues to freak out, but Michael's checking to see where the cops have parked their jeeps.

Linc, ,meanwhile, tries to call Sucre to see where he is. Unfortunately, Sucre answers the phone right as Captain Mullet comes back in. The mobile is promptly impounded. Oh, Sucre, this is not going to be your episode, is it?

It may not be Linc's either. He leaves a panicky message for Sucre: "Where the hell are you? We're counting on you to be here! If you're not there, we're dead! Now call me back, please!" (The "please" kills me.) We quickly switch back to where Sucre is, i.e. handing over everything in his coverall pockets. Captain Mullet orders an underling to cart everything off and stick it with Sucre's personal effects. Sucre then asks why the alarms are going; upon learning some prisoners tried to escape, he asks avidly, "Did they get out?" Bafflingly, this fails to set off Captain Mullet's crime-sniffing instincts. He tells Sucre, "They got caught. And one of them got shot pretty bad." He walks off shortly before Sucre goes into full-blown fret mode.

Meanwhile, Splenda's dad Alfonso has called Linc. There's some completely non-informative chatter regarding Lincoln's Suburban and then the men agree to meet at the "312." Linc then hangs up, the better to go sprinting through the jungle.

Inside Sona, the guards are doing a count. They take a brief break to interrogate the would-be escapees. With the lion's unerring instinct for cutting down the weakest member of the herd, some guard immediately goes for Bellick and begins choking him, while the new general in charge of Sona keeps asks how they got into no man's land. After approximately fifteen seconds of valiant resistance, Bellick chokes out, "a tunnel!" We cut to T-Bag, looking shocked again. There went his "Plan B," which probably went something like "Wait for all the fuss to die down. Try the tunnel again." Bellick then adds that the tunnel's under Lechero's room, and T-Bag just winces in exasperation. Lechero opts to bleed quietly in a corner. The guards order Bellick to show them where the tunnel is.