T-Bag likes hearing that he can reinvent himself as a piece of currency whose production costs outweigh its value. He gushes, "I had no intention whatsoever of talking to you once I stepped inside your office today, but I have to admit, I find therapy... it's therapeutic." The shrink is all, "If you didn't want to talk, why did you come in?" and we find out the bitter truth within moments. There will be no delightful split-personality thing going on. There is only some shrink who bears a passing resemblance to T-Bag and probably regrets those frosted tips in his hair, especially since many of those tips are now resting inside his skull.

Commercials. So Sandra Bullock remade Memento as a chick flick? Is that what Premonition is? Or is it like Daybreak only without the bonus Taye Diggs eye candy?

When we come back, the presumed Cooper Green is standing by the mammoth statue, kitted out in blue suit and red tie. A payphone nearby rings, and presumed Cooper eventually answers it. It's Linc. We switch to Linc, who is ensconced in a hotel room above the park and watching presumed Cooper with a pair of binoculars. Linc orders presumed Cooper to toss his suit jacket in the trash can behind him. After issuing some small amount of guff, presumed Cooper does. Linc then tells him, "There's a fountain on the other side of the park. Be there in four minutes." Presumed Cooper begins race-walking on over. We soon see that there are two dark-suited agents race-walking behind him, at what they clearly think is a discreet distance.

Linc then calls Michael; the younger brother says, "Make it quick: this cell is running out of juice." So it's quick: Linc tells Michael that yes, Michael was right about presumed Cooper being tailed, and Linc's taking care of that right now.