Episode Report Card Sobell: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Out Of The Dust
By Sobell | Season 3 | Episode 10 | Aired on 01.20.2008
Meanwhile, on the outside...Lincoln is attempting to use a computer. So great is the mental effort, there's blood running from his ears. (I am not kidding: at the 8:07 mark on my digital recording, his ear and neck are looking distinctly bloody.) We soon learn that Linc is using any one of a vast number of non-Google search engines to get the 411 on "Gary Miller." Linc then enters Gary's purported birthday (7/31/72, for those of you who dig Leos) and finds three hits, one of whom is based in Arizona. Sucre comes charging in: he's hooking Linc up with a guy who deals with the kinds of goods you don't want to be seen buying in broad daylight. The guys quickly exposit that Sucre will go meet with Susan B., so Sofia will translate the transaction for Linc. And then there is a very sweet thank-you, where Linc vows, "I got your back. When you get home, whatever you need, whatever you want...." Sucre grins, "That won't be necessary. When I get back home, I'm a saint. I'm not even jaywalking." Will that be because you can barely move under the many layers of disguise you'll have to wear to avoid being recognized as a FUGITIVE? Or has that little breaking-out-of-prison thing been swept under the rug?
Inside the prison, the tunnelers are all busy making braces. Michael's looking at bolts made from lengths of rebar and staring intently. Aboveground. Lechero frets to T-Bag that Michael's a dead man the minute he steps outside the tunnel. He could always go live in the wet sewage tunnels. Whistler seemed to do okay, and I'm betting Michael's so inventive, he can make the Phantom of the Opera's subterranean lair look like an abandoned squat in West Oakland. T-Bag muses, "As far as I can tell, we have two options." Then, looking as if the sentence physically pains him, he utters, "We can invite Sammy on...the...escape." Lechero pretends not to notice T-Bag wincing through those last three words as he spits, "He can go to hell." T-Bag then points out there's another way to get rid of Sammy. "You wouldn't last a second with Sammy," Lechero says dismissively. Hey, you never know. T-Bag's got mutant superhero powers, remember? Actually, T-Bag's pretty sure he can manipulate someone else into doing the fighting for him.
We cut to Bellick, who has finally found his prison cohort -- the fat, gullible U.S. citizens' gang. I can only conclude that the rest of the prison keeps them around to remind themselves that things can only be worse. After suffering through a few seconds of Bellick's lies -- and the handy reminder that Brad Bellick is practically an idiot savant in self-sabotage -- we get T-Bag coming on over. He effortlessly baits the hook with intimations of an escape plan and gives Bellick the catch: he's got to challenge Sammy in the ring. We get a wonderful shot of Bellick alone in a corridor. He's trying to bring his fists up in a pugilistic posture, but he's shaking too badly to make it look convincing.