The next shot is of T-Bag closing and walking out of the "postal employees only" area. As he leaves, we pull back to a shot of the desks. Denise's legs are sticking out from under one of the desks. We can tell it's her because of those Roos.
And now, the scene where Dr. Sara has found some anonymous little bathroom somewhere, locked herself into it, and begun playing with razor blades. I have no idea why she's repeatedly scratching the razor blade against the surface of the mirror. Come to think of it, I have no idea why this scene is even in here. We're obviously supposed to think that she's planning her imminent demise, but given how hard she's fought to stay alive through the last few episodes, why would she do that now? There are times when false suspense works, but this is not one of them.
However, this is: we go to the Sonoran desert some 40 miles south of the border (down Mexico way), and the first thing we see is an inert body stretched prone on the ground. Either the 'chute didn't work or it was a ringer. Only after we pan up the body do we see that it's the pilot. Phew! Because if that were to be the end of Sucre, I would have been VERY UPSET. Anyway, Sucre checks out the body, then pulls his cap out of his back pocket and jams it back down on his skull. He bops on past his own working 'chute and off to the promised land of hiatus.
Meanwhile, back in the Albuquerque tunnel, Mahone gives the go-ahead for everyone to pack up and move on out. He then checks out the van. Michael is busy giving him the Blue Steel. Mahone stares back. These two are pretty evenly matched in the goggling department. After he stalks off, Linc rumbles, "Window's closing, Michael. Once the truck leaves --" Michael cuts him off with, "If we run now, we give them permission to put a bullet in our heads." Linc says, "If we stay, I'm dead within a week and you're locked up for life." I think he has the more compelling argument. But wait! There's more: Linc points out that Michael will be a sitting duck for the One World Conspiracy. Michael wants more time to call his ladyfriend Sara. Sadly, Lincoln cockblocks him: "Sara may be dead, Michael." Michael takes a moment to feel bad about that. Linc urges him, "Let me get us out of here the only way I know how." Through the fantasy and imagination that the local library can open up for anyone? No -- by fighting.