We then get a shot of Panama's #1 export. Clearly, these are bananas that couldn't hack it on the international scene. Then we go to Michael and Linc in a little bodega. A smiling little old lady -- sweet, but not the macramÃ©-making type -- is helping people out, and when there's a break, Michael heads on over to say hello to Mrs. Vasquez. After a little bit of guff over Michael running late, Mrs. Vasquez hands over a piece of paper, saying, "Christina Rose. I remember. You will find her here. Buena suerte." Michael and Linc turn to go, and Michael tries to shake Linc so he can use the phone to try and call Dr. Sara's mobile. But Linc is on to him so... no.
Mahone's in his office, looking at his mug shots, when the phone rings. It's Agent Kim on the line. He looks around at the outdoors uneasily, then says, "Three things I hate, Alex: traffic, hockey, and calling you with the same question over and over." Mahone shrugs that Kim can just not call him any more. Also, Kim can take public transit, and avoid Canadian vacations. Mahone tells Kim the brothers are in Panama -- "the key to exactly where is in one of Scofield's tattoos." Kim snipes, "While I'm thrilled you've narrowed it down to a country, that's not why we're talking." The two then have this delightfully pissy exchange:
Kim: "Benjamin Franklin is alive..."
Mahone: "I'm aware of that."
Kim: "...and being released from custody."
Mahone: "That's impossible. They would need permission from my office."
Kim:: "Good to know you're on top of things."
He then snaps his mobile shut and looks disgustedly at the lake behind him. Stupid bucolic body of water! How dare it not rise up and drown his enemies! For Mahone's part, it's but a quick glance over to Wheeler's empty desk and he's figured out what's what.