Episode Report Card Sobell: B | 1 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT Well, now you've done it, T-Bag
By Sobell | Season 1 | Episode 12 | Aired on 11.20.2005
When we get back from commercials, Sucre's heading into the visitor's lounge. He has a surprise guest -- Maricruz. Cue Prison Break's tender love theme. Maricruz reacts by looking nauseous. Sucre breathes, "You look so beautiful." A small but significant portion of viewers all swoon at this delivery. Maricruz looks even more nauseous. She says, "I came here because I have to tell you something...I'm pregnant, Fernando." In Sucre's head, the tender love theme shrieks to a halt. He's evidently shocked by this side effect of sexual intercourse. Maricruz helpfully adds, "With your baby. I'm going to have your son." Sucre's gobsmacked: "You -- you're gonna -- we, we're gonna have a baby?" Maricruz confirms this. Sucre gleefully bellows to the world at large, "Oh, yeah, Papi, you hear that? I'm gonna be a dad!" Ah, Sucre -- so brainless, yet so adorably amusing. Maricruz grabs his hands and is all, "Whoa, whoa." It turns out that Hector's offered to make an honest woman of her and raise the kid as his own. And this is where the tender love theme really does shriek to a halt. Sucre doesn't understand why Maricruz hasn't already told Hector to pound his proposal sideways. Maricruz snivels, "My mom, she says that having a baby is the hardest job in the whole world, and it's even harder if I do this by myself. But all I know is, I'm really scared. I'm really scared to be alone." With remarkable restraint, all Sucre says is, "You're not going to have to be." On the plus side, Maricruz hasn't told Hector "yes" yet. On the minus side, she hasn't told him "no" either.
Meanwhile, on the outside...LJ pulls up to his mother's grave totally undetected, because there's no way police officers would even think to look for a fugitive kid at his mother's graveside on the day she's buried. This show! Wouldn't LJ at least think of going incognito? Up until now, I had thought he was the brains of the operation. Anyway, LJ wanders over to his mom's coffin, lost in grief, and the sight triggers something for Hale.
Night's fallen. Michael's busy stuffing his sheets so he can slide out of the cell. Sucre pops up and asks where Michael's going. Michael non-replies, "I'll be back in ten minutes." Sucre asks for more details, and Michael says absently, "It's complicated. I can't explain." "You said that same thing when I asked how Maricruz could have a baby!" Sucre protests. Oh, he does not. Sucre asks to come, and Michael says, "Someone has to stay here. I need a lookout." It's a weird line delivery -- it's like he's reciting from Escape Plans for Dummies. Sucre protests that he's always on lookout. Michael clearly cannot believe they're having this argument right now and points out, "You're my cellmate. Who else is going to do it?" Yeah, it's not like he can outsource the job. Anyway, there's a really weird little staring thing going on, and then Michael bumps knuckles with Sucre as a show of good faith. Off he bops, completely misreading his cellie's evident mistrust and agitation.