Prison Break Season 1 Episode 3- Oh, my God. Williamson, get in here.- What the hell happened here?- An accident.- Here... gotta get him to the infirmary. Come on.- Get out.- I thought you said you were gonna have a conversation with him.- Yeah, I did.- Things, uh, escalated.- Bring him on into Three. Cathy, I'm gonna need 10cc's of Xylocaine.- Thanks, guys. I'll take it from here.- I said thank you, I'll take it from here.- Let's go.- Okay... let's take a look at you.- You're okay... You're okay...- What happened?- Uh, nothing.- This isn't nothing, Michael. I need you to tell me what happened.- Don't make me lie to you.- Please.- I think you better have I.A. start an investigation.- Oh, there's no need. We know what happened.- Uh, perhaps you'd be good enough to enlighten me?- There was a pair of gardening shears left on the floor of the shed.- Evidently, he stepped on them.- Blade went right through his boot, huh?- Yep.- So, uh, why wasn't the boot still on his foot?- Like I said, Doc...- we got it taken care of.- Let's go.- I'm going to kill that scum.- You won't. You kill him, you kill our express ticket out of here.- Look what he did to you--- you're not going to last a second in this place unless I do something about it.- You ever hear of Top Flight Charters?- Yeah.- They operate flights from small airfields across the Midwest,- like the one ten miles from here.- They're run by a shell corporation Abruzzi owns.- We get him on board,- there's gonna be a midnight flight waiting for us the night we get outside those walls.- You're willing to risk the entire escape on a guy you don't even know?- Preparation can only take you so far.- After that, you gotta take a few leaps of faith.- Abruzzi's a huge leap of faith, Michael.- I'm not talking about Abruzzi.- There's someone else who holds the key to this entire thing.- With him, it either works or it doesn't.- Problem is, I couldn't know who that was until I got in here.- Sucre? You can't be serious.- The guy's a thief, Michael; he can't be trusted.- Gonna have to trust him,- because he's my cell mate.- How well do you know him?- About as well as a man can in a week.- You tell him, he tells everyone, we're done.- You know that, right?- We don't get him on board, there's not going to be any digging in that cell,- and if there's no digging in that cell...- then there's no escape.- Thank you for calling, please leave a message after the tone.- Maricruz? It's me, baby. You there?- Pick up if you're there, mami.- I been in the SHU.- I been thinking about you.- About your body...- God, I've been thinking about your body...- Hello?- Uh, Mrs. Delgado....- Hi. How you doing? It's me, Fernando.- Um, sorry to bother you at home, but, uh,- you know what's up with Maricruz's cell phone?- It just keeps going straight to voice mail.- Maybe she has it turned off.- Any chance you know where she is?- I know exactly where she is.- And that would be?- - With Hector. - Hector?- That's right.- They're at the mall, I think.- I don't suppose, next time you see her,- you could have her turn her phone back on?- Mrs. Delgado, I know you don't like me,- but I love your daughter and she loves me.- We're going to get married, you know?- If you were a decent man and you really loved her,- you'd let her live her life.- What's that supposed to mean?- I'll tell her you called.- I'm looking to do some damage.- Well, you come to the right place.- I want to do it slow.- Inflict the maximum amount of pain,- so a guy wishes he'd just die, you know, and get it over with,- but just can't quite get there.- Oh, I got that.- I got that.- Look at this right here, boss.- I call it "the gutter."- Jam it up there in the stomach,- and these bits right here hook the intestines.- You give it a pull back,- poor sucker's guts are hanging right out of his stomach,- and he'll get a real good look at 'em, 'cause the wound's not fatal.- Well, least not until the infection sets in.- You're one sick puppy, you know that?- Thank you.- What happened?- I'm okay.- They've gotten to you, haven't they?

- Five.- Thank you.- Hello!- Don't you move a muscle.- Take it easy, Leticia.- You're working with them, aren't you?- - Think I'm stupid, lady?- I hear the clicks on my phone, I see the cars out there on the street.- I know you're scared. I am, too.- But, please, put the gun down.- Where you going?- Ireland. What difference does it make?- It makes all the difference. Nobody's ever gotten your testimony.- That's exactly the reason I'm still breathing.- I'm not with them, Leticia. You have to believe me.- Oh, yeah? Then what you sneaking in here for?- I thought maybe they'd gotten to you.- Oh, yeah?- And why do you care so much about my well-being, all of a sudden?- I don't.- Finally, an honest answer.- But maybe you can save Lincoln.- And maybe you can bring down the guys who killed your boyfriend in the process.- If somebody killed you,- and Crab could have done something to the guys who did it--- you think he would have?- I'm not as strong as he was.- I can't take those people on.- I'll take 'em on.- All you have to do is come to my office and tell me what you know.- I'll type it up, you can sign the affidavit, and split.- I'll take you to the airport myself.- Bellick.- Hey, what's up, Lincoln?- I want some extra time outside for the next couple weeks.- Paint fumes in P.I. must be getting to you.- Cell phones allowed in here?- Who?- Extra time outside.- A couple cigarettes.- Half hour. One week. One cigarette.- Know a con named Sucre?- This is what I don't understand, John:- Otto Fibonacci fingers you.- He put you in prison for life.- Yet, you act like you don't even want to find out where he is.- That's not true, Philly.- Maybe it's 'cause you don't think you have anything to lose anymore, you know?- You're already locked up.- You... you know, maybe you, um... maybe you like it here.- I mean, I don't know.- But, what I do know is that, if Fibonacci testifies next month,- you and I are gonna be neighbors.- And I am not going to let that happen.- I don't think you would fit in here, Philly.- Fancy suits, ties, shirts.- I think you're right, so, uh...- so, let's cut to the chase.- Did you break this kid?- Did he tell you where Fibonacci is?- What is this?- It's a little gift from me to you.- Are these his?- Yeah, he won't crack.- Well, perhaps, you should consider using a different methodology then, John.- From what I gather, there are far worse threats in prison- other than bodily harm.- What happened to the days when you used to trust me, Philly,- that I would get things done?- Those were the days when you actually did get things done, John.- Daddy! Daddy! Did you hear the news?- What? What-What news?- We're going to stay with Uncle Philly at the lake for a few weeks.- Yeah. We're gonna have a good time!- You're right, John. Maybe you're right.- I do trust you.- Now, you're gonna take care of that thing, aren't you?- How are those boneyard visits going with that girlfriend of yours?- I imagine pretty good, huh?- You know, visitation rules stipulate that conjugals are only for married couples.- But we're engaged.

- And you wouldn't be human if you weren't scared in a place like this.- When I was young, I couldn't sleep at night,- 'cause I thought there was a monster in the closet.- But my brother told me there wasn't anything in the closet but fear.- That fear wasn't real.- He said it wasn't made of anything. It was just air.- Not even that.- He said you just have to face it.- You just have to open that door,- and the monster would disappear.- Your brother sounds like a smart man.- He is.- In here, though,- you face your fear,- you open that door...- and there's a hundred more doors behind it.- And the monsters that are hiding behind them...- are all real.- If you want, I could recommend you be sent to Ad-Seg.- With the rape victims and the snitches.- It would keep you safe.- Thanks...- but I think I'd like to face the monsters on my own.- Have a good smoke?- I don't smoke.- Didn't mean to startle you.- Special Agent Kellerman, Secret Service.- We've been informed that you- obtained a copy of the surveillance tape- entered as evidence in the Lincoln Burrows trial.- Is there a problem with that?- We're just following up.- Has there been some amendment to the Freedom of Information Act- that I'm not aware of?- You know, when a prisoner gets- close to the end of his time on Death Row,- there's a lot of last-minute sec...- I'm sorry, I still don't understand- why this would be a problem for the Secret Service.- It's not.- The prosecution made its case far beyond any reasonable doubt,- and we know that we have the right man.- That being said,- if you come across anything that could shed some light on his innocence,- I'm offering my help.- Sounds great.- I really appreciate you coming by.- Do you have a card, Agent Kellerman?- Of course.- Don't hesitate to call.- Thanks.- Leticia.- - Sebastian, I'm so sorry, I... - Where are you?- I'm sor.. this isn't the time, I'm sorry.- This is the time-- I'm at the reception hall.- The coordinator's here. The vendors.- Look, I'm just, I'm sorry. I can't talk right now.- I say we take his whole foot.- We could cut off all his limbs;- he still wouldn't talk.- Pain is not the answer here.- Maybe the Beatles were right, after all.- Maybe all you need is love.- What're you doing?- What's it look like I'm doing? I'm rolling it up.- You can't do this.- I'm done playing your reindeer games, Fish.- I'm gonna transfer to a nice, quiet cell with a normal cellie,- one that doesn't screw my entire life up.- Look...- I'm sorry about your congugals, but if you go now...- Don't do this. Please.- Listen to me, Fish.- I got 16 months.- I got a fianc闲 to think about.- I get caught with a hole in my wall,- I don't get to see the real world for another five years.- Let's go, Sucre.- I can't do that.- There's always a solution. We can work it out.- Sorry, Fish.- Can I ask you something?- Why have you denied any family or loved ones to be there for you in the end?- Why would I let them watch me die?- I've caused them enough pain.- Maybe it's not about them watching you die.- Maybe it's about me watching them live.- That the final torture?- No. It's about how you want to leave this world.

- What's the last image you want to take with you?- A stranger?- Got an issue with our little friend over there?- I don't got to come to you. You don't give the green light.- Everything in here runs through me. You know that.- May Tag's in the ground because of that piece of detritus.- So now you want him.- Every day for the rest of his bid.- Seems you and I have something in common, then.- Easy now, Fish.- Don't make this any harder than it needs to be.- It's time we came to an arrangement, don't you think?- You know, I was thinking I was gonna gut you bow to stern,- soon as I laid eyes on you.- But, alackaday, you look so pretty when you're scared, don't you?- Maybe we ought to get the love out of the way 'fore we move on to hate.- What do you say to that, Pretty? Hmm?- Yeah...- Maybe it's time I lit up that face once and for all.- God, he talks too much.- You and I need to have a conversation.- What happened in there was my way of saying- I know I been going about this whole thing the wrong way.- I'm trying to make amends here.- Bygones be bygones?- You're a mercurial man, John.- I prefer bold.- Tell me what you need from me.- A trade.- You get me a plane, I'll get you Fibonacci.- What do you need a plane for?- I think you know.- I help you, I'm in. You know that, don't you?- I do.- Just got to know the exact date and time.- I'll tell you soon enough.- Soon enough ain't gonna cut it.- I need to be outside these walls before Fibonacci testifies.- You will be.- He testifies in one month.- Then you'll be out in plenty of time.- If not... you're a corpse.- You'd better cut the crap. Tell me the exact date and time,- so I can start making the arrangements.- I don't know if I can trust you with that information yet.- Why not?- Like I said, John, you're a mercurial man.- Lewis, take these off.- Sink, I can't do that.- Come on, man, I'm in a cage. Ten minutes.- Please.- It's my kid.- So... here we are.- Yeah. How you been?- You know... in trouble.- How's your mom?- She's good.- Hey, um... I've been talking to the chaplain,- and they'd like me to decide on who I should, uh, have at the, uh...- I guess what I'm trying to say is,- when you get to the end,- you start to realize what's important to you, you know?- Who really matters to you.- And, uh, you know...- that leaves you and Mike.- The only blood I got left in this...- in this world.- Yeah, I got to say, I'm not really following what you're saying.- Well, uh...- In the end,- the only thing that matters is love.- Blood, family... you.- Um...- Give me your hand.- What are you doing?- Give me your hand. Give me your hand.- I want you to be there when...- I want you to be there the day before I die.- So I can see you.- So I can hold you.- I, uh...- I love you.- I've always loved you.- Yeah...- This whole thing, um...- I don't know if I can take it.- Me, either.- I don't have a choice.- You do.- I am so sorry.- I met with this woman today, and she knew things about Lincoln's case.

- And then she just disappeared. I think something happened to her.- Look, I'm gonna make this real easy for you.- Do you want to get married...- or not?- I don't know.- Wonderful.- Maybe we could postpone it.- Okay, I can't do this right now. My head's not in it.- It's supposed to be a celebration...- If you're really telling me you want to postpone this thing...- ...then I want to cancel it.- Sebastian...- I'm sorry.- I'll come get my stuff tomorrow.- Open on 40!- Scofield.- Found you a new cellie.- As luck would have it, I found him in the Psych Ward.- You were the only guy with an empty tray, so...- Psych Ward?- You got a problem with that?- 'Cause if you do, please,- feel free to drop it in my suggestion box here.- Haywire, get in here!- Close it up on 40!- Oh, and Scofield, just a heads up--- don't make eye contact with him.- Lincoln, we have a problem.- - I got a new cell mate. - Who?- That's a problem.- We're just gonna have to bring him on board.- You're don't bring a guy like that on board.- Then I'll work at night, when he's sleeping.- Ten feet, Scofield. - How far behind are we?- - Three days.- Thought you said the margin for error was zero days.- I did.- Nice out here.- I got a buddy--- he's got a place way back up in these woods.- Come up here hunting around this time of year.- Man...- Whoa.- Get her back in. Back in.- Come on.- Over here. Come here.- Take her out there.- She's nothing.- Nobody would believe her if she talked, anyway.- Hundred yards or so should do it.- Do it.- Go!- I'm sorry.- You got to believe that.- Damn it.- Please! Please!Please.- Pick up the casings.- What's your problem?- I got a neuroanatomic lesion- affecting my reticular activating system.- What does that mean?- It means I don't sleep. - At all.

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