Episode Report Card Sobell: A- | 1 USERS: B YOU GRADE IT The Brief Wondrous Life of Cole Pfeiffer
By Sobell | Season 4 | Episode 14 | Aired on 12.08.2008
We transition to the front of the car, where we learn that sometime during the shootout and subsequent tete-a-tete, Self managed to get a device into the Team Scylla HQ that effectively gives them remote, X-ray goggles. They can now see inside the building via ultrasound and watch Lincoln and Michael's every move when they're inside. Oooh, sneaky!
And now, along comes Dr. Sara to nag Michael about his health. If she keeps this up, a parole review board is going to convene and spring her from the Prison of Love, because Michael's whole-body sigh suggests that he is Over This Discussion. Anyway, Michael's built up a tolerance to his wonder elixir and a higher dosage would trigger more side effects than the tumor would. Michael huffs that he'll manage without it. Everyone, set your watches so we can see how long before the first tumor symptom surfaces on tonight's episode.
Linc asks Michael to "sit this one out and let me and Sucre handle it," but Michael petulantly insists that he's going along. Linc stalks off before he says or does something he'll regret, and Michael sighs heavily again before complaining to Dr. Sara, "Why can't he understand that I need to finish this? Everything that happened, it all started with the [One World Conspiracy]." "Maybe not for Lincoln. Maybe for him, this all started with his little brother breaking him out of prison. Michael, you saved his life. If anything happens to you, he spends the rest of his life feeling guilty for that," Dr. Sara points out. Michael sulks with a Why did you have to be a grown-up about this? air, but he doesn't say anything until Dr. Sara asks, "At what point does a noble deed become fanaticism?" Then, he insists, "Fanaticism is the only way to beat them!" Yes, because Crazy is always a much more effective long-term tactic than sane. It worked so well for Haywire. And for Mahone.
Anyway, it's time for Sucre to get an address -- which he does once he clambers out of the car trunk. He's at the Fauntleroy Hotel. I snigger involuntarily. What? Fauntleroy's a funny word. Also, if you've never had the pleasure of reading Frances Hodgson Burnett's Little Lord Fauntleroy, get ye over to Project Gutenberg and remedy that. Just don't drink anything unless you enjoy aspirating liquids while you snicker.
Back at Team Scylla HQ, we find out that Michael's shooting up his anti-seizure stuff on the sly. Linc interrupts him to pass on Sucre's news, and Michael's all, "Good, good! I am not doing anything that could remotely be construed as detrimental to myself! Please ignore my jittery demeanor!" And then, either because he feels guilty or because he suspects that his brain could explode at any moment, Michael blurts out a confession to Linc: "When I came to see you that day at Fox River, I thought you did it. I thought you killed Terence Steadman, but by the time I left, I knew you were innocent, and I had to get you out of that place. So however this plays out, I have no regrets." There's a manly handshake, and then Michael gets back to injecting himself with a side effects-courting dose of medicine. Then he decides to hide the Scylla chip in the ceiling above the toilet again -- a motion that passes unnoticed by the spying Don Self.