Speaking of whom, Dr. Sara's managed to find a book to read. She's chillaxing until open-cell time. Once the cells open up, Dr. Sara's new family comes over and asks her to play cards. Dr. Sara's all, "Oh, I'm not really a card-player" until the Mommy in this family points out, "You should. With Daddy gone, you're going to need your backup. Hell, we all do." The rest of the family nods agreement. Dr. Sara claims she's got a prenatal appointment and walks off. Mommy calls, "It's cool." After Dr. Sara thanks her, she adds, "Not too smart for a girl with a bounty on her head." That gets Dr. Sara's attention. And Gretchen's. Just then, the short-haired guard tells Dr. Sara she's got a visitor. As she walks off, Gretchen drawls, "Say hello to your husband for me."
When she heads into the room, Michael puts on one hell of a show. Fidgeting and sighing, he starts off, "Look, um, I know you don't have any control over what's happened here, but things aren't working out." Dr. Sara: "Okay." Michael continues, "I've been trying to find a way to do this, but from where we stand right now, there's only one option." Dr. Sara cautiously asks, "Do you need more time to think?" We see the lady warden and Agent Jerkface watching the conversation behind a two-way mirror as Michael tells her, "It's not that. I've made up my mind. There's really nothing you can do about that, except pray for us tonight." Dr. Sara's all, "Pray for us?" Michael tells her, "Pray for us to be together. Maybe I'll do the same." Behind the mirror, Agent Jerkface and the lady warden exchange looks like I was not informed Michael Scofield subscribed to the theory of a higher power than his own brain.
Cut to Lincoln trying to get information about Daniels from T-Bag. This scene consists of your usual tiresome badinage between two characters who thoroughly hate one another, so ... whatever.
Back at the condo, Michael's busy trying to code key cards, create little sparky battery things, and handle his throbbing tumor headache when Mahone shares the news that he's lined up a pilot. Oh, small world -- it's someone he busted during the drug wars in the 1980s. (Funny, I had thought Mahone was in the military through the early 1990s based on a comment someone made in season two about his service in the Gulf War, but why should I bother remembering these details when nobody associated with the show does?) Michael comments, "You must have jumped out of a few planes ..." "Several," Mahone says. "Some for sport, some for necessity. It's a big difference, Michael. It's not easy hitting the X, especially at night." Michael is in no mood to discuss it, so Mahone attempts to change the subject to Michael's new gadgets and doodads. Michael explains, "It's a test. That prison was built in the mid-Eighties, so the exit in the administration building is probably protected by an electronic coded lock modified by a security card. Those locks don't have power protection, which means you can override them." Mahone asks why Michael can't just go to the building's generator and blow it out, and Michael explains a 1200-volt power surge would only set off other alarms. "Not to mention maybe kill you," Mahone adds. Michael looks at him all Who told you? I'll deny everything! before weakly saying, "That's why we have to find another way." Mahone only whispers, "Yeah." He then heads outside to take a call from Agent Jerkface. "Call me when he's in the process of committing a crime. I'm not going to let him walk away from me like he did you. He's going down if I have to shoot him in the back." Then Agent Jerkface kicks a puppy, pushes a stroller full of infants down a steep set of stairs and stomps all over a delicate endangered species of orchid. Well, he might as well do so. All that he's missing is a moustache he can twirl and a black cape that swirls dramatically when he rounds corners or announces his plans for world domination.