Cut to T-Bag flatly saying, "Uh-uh. Abs-tho-lute-ly not." Sucre reasons that since he's doing the run, it's only fair to expect his teammates to pick up some of the slack. T-Bag throws a kinesthetic little hissy, then squeaks faintly, "Do you know what you're asking of me?" Sucre tells him to take one for the team.
It turns out that T-Bag will be taking a spin with Annie the Trannie. He makes an opening move by snapping the back of Annie's underwear and uttering the immortal pick-up line, "Your bloomers are showing." Annie says shakily, "They aren't showing, baby -- they're flying." T-Bag then slams Annie against the wall and says, "I take it you are a party girl." Well, it looks like T-Bag's about to cross a line. For the team! It's all for the team.
Out at the Unalawyer cabin, LJ is washing off the stink of dead agent. He happens to poke around enough to notice the cache of guns that gave Veronica such pause earlier, then swipes one. Veronica comes in to tell him they're going, and he's all, "It's cool! I didn't just take a gun or anything!" When everyone's all buckled in, Nick's jubilantly saying that once they recharge the batteries on Quinn's phone, there will be "a gold mine of information." Veronica then asks, "What about Quinn? Are we just going to leave him here?" Nick replies, "You mean the guy who shot me in the back? [pause] Yeah. We're just going to leave him here."
Cut to T-Bag, looking visibly shaken, handing off something to Sucre and snarling, "You tell anyone about this, and I'll " he trails off. How bad must be a tryst with Annie be if it renders T-Bag inarticulate? Sucre is grinning.
Meanwhile, on the outside proving that this really is a show where reality is not merely suspended, but actively levitating, we get a FOX news clip claiming that an environmental bill is deadlocked in the Senate, as opposed to being gutted by the usual suspects, then trampled into a gauche gladiatorial display of partisan hackery. Madame Vice President is expected to cast a deciding vote on the bill. All this backstory is merely background to Nurse Gossipson, who's telling the voraciously grazing Dr. Sara to get a life and start dating. Dr. Sara tells her, "I've had some bad luck when it comes to relationships." "You had bad luck, or you had bad boys?" the nurse shrewdly asks. Dr. Sara says, "I've managed to have a little bit of both. I think you're right. I don't tend to go for the nice guys. I like the ones with the deep-seated emotional issues I can internalize and make my own." "Like Scofield?" Nurse Gossipson shrewdly asks. Dr. Sara lies, "Nope, not like Scofield." Nurse Gossipson is not fooled: "Every time he comes in for his shot, you spend twenty minutes rolling up his sleeve." Dr. Sara shortly says that yes, Michael is both interesting and attractive, but he is still an inmate, so he's off-limits.