Episode Report Card Sobell: A- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Safe and Sound
By Sobell | Season 4 | Episode 5 | Aired on 09.22.2008
Then Bellick's explaining to Tricia that he's with "Upper Valley Insurance" and T-Bag -- he flashes the guy's mug shot, which I certainly think would be familiar to Tricia as it's been all over the news for months -- why, T-Bag happens to have come into a hefty inheritance settlement. So if Tricia has any information about this man, why, she stands to make $10,000 in finders' fees off of it. Tricia bats her big blue eyes and "ummms" for a few minutes before saying, "I'm sorry -- I don't recognize him." In his office, T-Bag clutches the letter opener he was planning to use as a knife and watches his former Fox River buddies leave. Tricia looks back at T-Bag's office -- the fact that he's hiding with his letter-opener out like a blade is not lost on her.
We go back to Team Scylla HQ, mostly so we can get an overview of a table filled with power tools and schematics. Michael is busy explaining to Don Self that when you mix aluminum power with iron oxide (the latter commonly found in Etch-a-Sketches) and add a little heat -- well, we don't learn what happens because Don Self's mobile rings, and we find out that he's going to be hanging with Sam Middleton in a working lunch. That's how they'll get into the office next to Oren's. Michael hands Don Self a little capped container of liquid and wishes him luck. Then he checks in with Sucre regarding the T-Bag hunt. Well, we all know how that went, so Michael's like, "Okay, time to go card-hunting." Then he plays with the shopvac he's got on the table.
And now it's caper time! We flash to the Federal building on Wilshire Blvd., then to Don Self driving a giant black van into the garage. The guard at the gate ribs Don for the Yankees losing (which, ha) and Don Self correctly points out, "At least our fans show up before the fifth inning, right?" I blame the parking situation at Dodger Stadium; it's a nightmare getting in or out of that place. When we lived in L.A., it was actually easier for us to go down to Anaheim for a game. Plus you got fireworks at night! (Also, this was before Vlad Guerrero began dropping body parts on the field, so it was a hell of a lot of fun to watch him play.) ANYWAY, I appear to have moved off-topic during caper time. I am sorry; I will try not to do it again. Don drives the van into the garage and disgorges the Team Scylla members who will be capering alongside him: Michael and Linc, both in suits, Bellick and Sucre, both in janitorial jumpsuits. Linc in a suit looks only slightly less wrong than Linc in a police uniform; the man is simply not built for anything that doesn't allow his slabs of muscle to move freely. Don wishes them well with "If you get busted, don't mention my name."