Episode Report Card Sobell: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Teddy And His Telephone
By Sobell | Season 3 | Episode 3 | Aired on 09.30.2007
Credits. I have made a game of trying to identify the episode that each new scene appeared in, and this week's puzzler is the scene where police with riot shields appear to be storming through Sona. Everything else I can place. (Also, I love how the falling chicken foot has replaced the falling handcuffs of last season.)
After a small pause on the iTunes video player, we're back in Sona. Whistler's amiably pestering Michael with "When's moving day?" Michael grimly replies, "I'll tell you the plan when you tell me who you are." Whistler tells him he's a fisherman, and Michael sarcastically says, "Really? So am I." Whistler then takes the piss out of Michael in an uncannily effective way: "My life is in your hands. How do I know I can trust you?" Michael pauses before saying, "You don't," and walking away.
Michael heads over to see Splenda, who is busy bouncing lay-up shots off the wall of the courtyard. Michael cuts short Splenda's attempts at a cross-cultural exchange -- "You watch Sportscenter?" "Not recently" -- and asks how he can get his hands on a phone. Short answer: by being Lechero, who has the only mobile phone in all of the prison.
Meanwhile, on the outside...we cut to the end of Linc's request to talk to Dr. Sara. Susan B. Anthony gives a dry laugh and says, "Absolutely not." Linc replies, "It ain't a request. It's a dictation of terms. My brother ain't thinking about escape until he talks to Sara." Susan B. snidely replies, "Aww, that's sweet. I can assure you of two things, Lincoln. One, Sara's fine. And two, you have a better chance of banging me on that bar than you do of talking to her." Linc coolly says, "I appreciate the offer, but I'll pass." Susan B. tries to sling some more attitude Linc's way, but she's peeved at the rejection; Linc seems to notice this and be slightly amused by it. Susan B. makes to go, and Linc points out, "Michael got the bounty off Whistler's head in two days. That's more than your people could do in two weeks. Show some goodwill." Susan B. spits, "He'll get his goodwill when Whistler's out." Linc leans in and says, "One thing you should know about my brother: he's very stubborn. You want him to fetch? You throw him a bone." Susan would like to know how Michael is going to get his hands on a phone. Ah, she's obviously caved already. Keep playing hard to get, Linc! A few more days of this, and you might have Susan B. bringing L.J. to you.
Back on the inside, a prisoner has brought Lechero the drug-dealers' equivalent of a 10-Q. Lechero makes like the SEC and demands his outside guys amend their filing; he doesn't think they're disclosing their revenue accurately. Lechero paces around his suite, all pissy because being in upper management is hard and everything, and he dispatches T-Bag to go make him a barber's appointment. Lechero adds, "You tell that bitch, she nick me with the razor again, I'm going to use it on her." T-Bag nods blankly.