Back at the hideaway, Dr. Sara frets about Linc's health. Michael calls Kellerman and rasps, "You'd better come through for us in the end." C-Note thinks he will, but Michael dismissively points out, "We know him a little better than you." Linc gasps that they need to turn off the phone, as that's how General Von Baldy found them, and C-Note looks out the window to observe. "Somebody already has." He helps hustle Linc and Dr. Sara out of the room, then flees in advance of the gun-toting thugs. These are, as it turns out, Christina's thugs. Her makeup, by the way, is remarkably durable for a woman who was in the direct blast radius of an office-shattering bomb.
Meanwhile, Agent Franco is trying to get Sucre to drop a dime on Michael, apparently unaware of Sucre's tremendous obstinancy and willingness to go to jail for his friends. Agent Wright adds, "This is your last chance before we take this deal to Mahone." Sucre says, "If Mahone was talking, you guys wouldn't be here." Wright sputters at that, but his arguments are dashed against Sucre's story about a One World Conspiracy. Agent Wright concludes Sucre is dumber than he looks while we viewers at home chortle that it's Wright who is really the fool here.
Back to Christina, who's managed to find Scylla in the kitchen cabinet where Michael hastily stowed it. As she prepares to head out, a gun-toting Michael pops up from his hiding place and orders his mom to turn around slowly. "Drop the gun," he orders. Christina summons the waterworks and quavers, "Michael, when you were eight years old --" "I don't care. Drop the gun, put Scylla on the ground, and I'll let you walk out of here," he says coldly. Christina tries again: "You can't kill your mother, Michael." He says, "You were never my mother. And I'm no longer your son." This sets Christina off, and she calls Michael's bluff. She correctly concludes: "You can't do it, can you. You were born a Scofield, but you'll die a Burrows." And she'll die from being shot from behind by Dr. Sara, who fires just as Christina does. Dr. Sara's shot is better -- hers gets Christina, while Christina's just grazes Michael. However, Michael has no time to say anything like, "You know, if you didn't want to see my family at Thanksgiving, we could have talked about it first," because he's got a date to keep with Kellerman. Dr. Sara's like, "Right. And I'm getting Linc to the hospital. Muchas smoochas!"