Well, T-Bag's killed again. This time, it's a shrink to whom he bears an uncanny resemblance. This is necessary, because T-Bag needs a passport so that he may go to Thailand with his ill-gotten millions. And in one of those it's-a-small-world twists: the plane from 'Bama to Bangkok just happens to be stopping in Chicago, where Bellick boards it. Mahone's dog is on his way down to Mexico.
(Insert sentence here about Sucre and Maricruz in Mexico. That whole set-up was one big blur, quite possibly because my eyes were rolling too much to focus on anything.)
Meanwhile, Michael and Lincoln take their recording -- which is so awesome and so radical that we mortals can't be trusted to listen to whatever's on it -- and plan to hand it off to a pal of Aldo's within the administration. There's a cat-and-mouse scene wherein they make the guy they think is Cooper Green do all sorts of silly things, and to make a long and tense sequence short: not Cooper Green, so Michael knocks him out. Then he and Linc head back to the hotel to stew until Dr. Sara shows up with the real Cooper Green. They probably wish she hadn't: after Green examines the tape (again: so marvelous that ordinary human ears can't listen to it), he determines that they can't accurately date the conversation. Therefore, Lincoln will not be exonerated. However, with a little blackmail, he could get a presidential pardon.
That is, if Kellerman doesn't blow off President Reynolds' head first. He spends the entire episode making his preparations for such an event, and it is strangely, disturbingly hot.
In the just plain disturbing plot: Mahone convinces C-Note to commit suicide. It's a wrenching scene when he threatens C-Note with Dede and Kacee's lives, and it's a wrenching scene when C-Note says good-bye to Kacee, and I could barely watch when C-Note put the noose Mahone gave him around his neck and jumped. Apparently, the editors were having a hard time with it too: the episode ended before we could confirm that Benjamin Miles Franklin killed himself.
So is it next Monday yet?
The episode opens with a computer imaging of sound waves, so as to let us know that Michael, Dr. Sara, and Linc are listening to the file on the thumbnail drive that Pope got out of the humidor last episode. What they're listening to is apparently too splendid for mortal ears , as we get only whooshy background music and lots of close-ups of Michael, Dr. Sara, and Linc looking grim. I mean, grim even compared to normal: you can tell because someone's brought in the special cheekbone-shadowing lights to make them look even more put-upon than usual.
The recording finally ends. We can tell because the line peters out, and Michael sighs. However, everyone's too stunned to say anything. How convenient. It's not like we viewers particularly care to know what was on the recording. Dr. Sara finally says, "Oh, my God." Linc backs her up with, "Yeah."
Meanwhile, in the Chicago FBI headquarters, Mahone is busy drawing red Xs through the Team Escarpara members he's killed or is about to kill (i.e. C-Note). He blows off Wheeler's testy inquiry into protocol in re: C-Note assisting in the Scofield capture, then cheers on the troops with: "We're at the half-way mark, people. Burrows, Scofield (scoffs), Bagwell, Sucre... they're still out there." Lang helpfully reminds everyone that Sucre's been spotted in Mexico. It is a bad sign for Sucre that watching people scheme to capture him is more interesting than watching his antics.
Before Mahone can assign anyone to go south of the border, Bellick comes in. Bradley still looks the worse for wear, so you can imagine how thrilled Mahone is to have this great contused oaf glowering in the doorway. Mahone excuses himself and says cordially, "In my office, please."
Once they're there, all pretense of manners flees. Mahone would like to know what the hell Bellick is doing there. Bellick says he'd like his money. Mahone asks coolly, "Your what?" Bellick snaps, "The Patoshik reward money. See, how reward money works is, someone is rewarded the money, and since I'm the one who hunted down Haywire, the money gets rewarded to me." Oh, Bradley -- a week away from getting buggered by hyperthyroidal giants and you forget whatever lessons you learned about how bullying people is unpleasant for the one who is not the bully.
The two men quibble a little, and we learn that Bellick is not exactly clear on what the phrase "stay under the radar" means. Mahone says testily, "Are you under the radar, Brad? This is an office full of federal agents who now have all seen your face!" Maintaining his streak of complete blindness to anyone else's social cues, Bellick says he doesn't give a rat's tiny hindquarters about who sees what. He then adds, "If you don't pay up, I'll go out there and drop trou." Then he swaggers over to Mahone's desk and puts his feet up. Again, I repeat: funny how a week out of the pokey, the same man who was the victim of bullying is back to his old ways.