Episode Report Card Sobell: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Well, look what you've done now, Michael
By Sobell | Season 1 | Episode 7 | Aired on 10.02.2005
Michael shouts, "Go!" and turns Sara around so she's running out the door. I am shocked that he actually raised his voice. Who knew he could? Sara books it just as the FRA heads into the room. Michael ducks and the sharpshooter takes out the FRA. Whatever happened to "They're sharpshooters, they won't miss"? They're doing a great job of missing Michael. Sara watches the carnage from behind a phalanx of National Guardsmen types.
Several hundred miles away in D.C. -- yeah, remember this subplot? Veronica and Nick the Legal Beagle are meeting his source in a parking garage? Do you wish you hadn't? Me too. Nick's guy goes for maximum stealth by arriving at their spot in a huge, filthy van that's blaring some sort of boring heavy-tinfoil music. He gives them a single phone number; Veronica looks disappointed, and the PI says, "That wasn't an easy trace. I hope you're not too bummed." Well, if they weren't before, finding out it's a pay phone will do it now. Wooden and Boring hop to the corner of 11th and Constitution and look at the phone. Veronica notes dolefully, "Anyone could have made that call." Nick's all, "Hey! Let me go talk to this security guard who's conveniently standing in front of this empty office building. I'm going to 'find out what used to be here.' I am in no way passing on any spy-tastic clues or cues to anyone in a role as a conspiracy henchperson!" Veronica's all, "Okay!" We get an omniscient-cam shot of Veronica standing alone on the corner. This is the point where my friend Erin and I both shrieked, "She's going to get killed! Nick set her up to get killed!" We were wrong.
Nick apparently does ask an innocuous question, gets an answer we can't hear, and jogs on over to Veronica. He tells her the building used to house the regional headquarters for EcoField. Will coincidences never cease?
The pay phone behind them rings. Naturally, Veronica picks it up, and some male voice says, "Is Lincoln Burrows really worth it? ...I just want to let you know, as of now, both of you are dead." Veronica and Nick hustle off, chatting about how much more effective that whole thing would have been if the guy had been less wordy and more punchy, with something like, "You two are dead -- you just haven't stopped walking around."
The bloody Lincoln has managed to make it into A wing and is currently plowing through a bunch of rioting prisoners. He's bellowing Michael's name. When Lincoln gets to Michael's cell, he sees the bloody Bob and the capering T-Bag and emits an animal snarl. You know, it's wrong to find that incredibly hot, and yet here we are. Lincoln grabs T-Bag by the throat and prepares to use the extra handcuff dangling from his wrist as a set of brass knuckles. T-Bag's all, "Whoa, whoa, whoa! I didn't touch him! I didn't touch him! Ask him. Things have changed since we last met." Bob's all, "Well, technically, my face is raw hamburger thanks to you, but I'll just keep that point to myself." T-Bag explains that he's now part of the team just as Abruzzi and Sucre re-emerge into the cell. Linc grabs Sucre by the jaw, swings him around and shouts, "Why'd you take Abruzzi down there?" Sucre protests that Abruzzi popped up unbidden, just like a zit. Lincoln screams, "And the pedophile thinks he's in!" Sucre's so scared, he's switched to Spanish; he's agreeing that this is a problem, yes. Lincoln has no time for this. He has rioting prisoners to shove his way through.