Down in the courtyard, many inmates are enjoying the play-by-play radio broadcast of a soccer game. Out in the guard tower, the sports-nut guard is adjusting his TV set so he can hear the same game. And inside Michael's cell, Michael's providing exposition for everyone's sake: "During my third year of school, we studied electrical engineering with a focus on EMPs -- that's electromagnetic pulses. If you hook up a power source to a transmitter, it generates a pulse. That pulse crashes anything electronic." Whistler jokes about Michael's terrorist tactics. Michael concedes that yes, EMPs can be used for evil, and that engineering students now learn how to defend structures as well. However, since the guard tower was engineered a long time ago, there's no chance that it's invulnerable to EMPs. Whistler jokes, "I'm guessing you always won the elementary science fair." Michael just gives him a look. There was no call for that, Scofield! You could have just pointed out that yes, you did win in fifth grade but then the city's bomb squad had to come in and defuse the sentient robot you created. Nobody would have looked down on you. Anyway, Michael finishes his EMP transmitter. The prisoners rioting in the courtyard is his first cue that his device is effective. And while we see that the prison guard's TV went out, Michael does not. He whips up his monocular to see if he can determine anything, and the light catches the lens. Michael turns away for a moment, and when he raises the monocular again, we see the guard aiming a gun right at him -- and then firing it.

A few bullets whiz into the cell. Both Michael and Whistler drop to the ground. Bedlam has broken loose in the prison, klaxons are sounding, and Splenda comes to fetch the two dumb gringos, explaining that the guards are coming in. We cut to Lechero's suite. Sister Magdalene is back in her nun togs, but she's still not supposed to be in there. Lechero charges T-Bag with hiding the lady.

All the inmates are in the courtyard, on their knees with their hands behind their heads. The head of the police -- a.k.a. the Colonel -- comes in, and Lechero blusters, "We received no word from this." The guards cut down that bluster with a rifle butt to the gut, and the Colonel explains that someone in the tower saw a rifle scope. Lechero protests that it's impossible. The Colonel spits, "There is a gun in your prison, and it was pointing at one of my men. We are going to find it." We cut to Scofield going bug-eyed with dismay as he realizes his monocular is responsible for this whole scene.