Once the guards leave, Westmoreland steps out and, in a voice that makes me weak in the knees because it's so manly and bad-assed, says, "We've got to go, now." I like to rewind that moment and replay it while closing my eyes and pretending that he's talking to me while we're in the middle of an exciting yet dangerous espionage mission. Is that weird? He barks, "Give me the rope now," and unfortunately, that sends the fantasy mission in a whole weird territory I'm not comfortable discussing on the internet. Team Escarpara quickly shimmies down into the pipe from whence they came in the last episode -- all except Michael, who's clutching the metal bookcase and looking like he's about to snap. Sucre prods him into moving. Michael prepares to descend, with one last look at the pipe. Michael looks like he's going to cry.
Eventually, a couple of the screws come back in to examine the length of pipe left on the floor. They debate whether it was broken off or if someone broke it, and really, the whole point here is to allow us to can see Michael dangling mere inches beneath their feet, looking like Batman with the whole clutching-a-rope-and-looking-haunted thing. I have a feeling some of the members of the First Church of Wentworth Miller wouldn't say no to him running around in a latex batsuit.
Commercials. That one with the cat daubing paint as a low-cost alternative to making color copies is funny only if you've never had to shampoo a cat to get actual paint out of its fur.
When we get back, Bellick's heading off to some dive called Sharkey's so that he may partake in their two-for-Tuesday promotion. He asks a coworker if he'd like to hoist a few, but the man pleads that the wife expects him home. "Wuss," Bellick decrees, thereby providing the world's most succinct explanation as to why there's probably an ex-Mrs. Bellick out there somewhere. But as Bellick prepares to head out, he notices that none of the sheetrock outside St. Louis has been moved inside, and some nameless screw tells him that the P.I. crew is letting it dry out. "Still?" Bellick says skeptically.
Just to ratchet up the tension, we see Team Escarpara hustling through the pipes and pulling themselves out of the hole as Bellick walks over to the building. In short order, C-Note, Sucre, T-Bag, and Michael are out. There's a cool shot of the four of them looking back down into the hole -- we get it from the perspective where they're looking at us -- and Westmoreland lets them know he's caught on something. Aieee!