Episode Report Card Sobell: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Madame Evil's administration -- dead!
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 19 | Aired on 03.04.2007
I'm sure he'll call once he's done coughing up blood. Kim politely waits for him to finish before getting all up in his grill and saying, "There's one difference between me and Agent Mahone." Mahone's enjoyed a modicum of success in knocking items off the ol' to-kill list while Kim has not? Mahone manages to catch his prey through guile and fieldwork instead of waiting for them to walk up to him? I'm just spitballing. No, Kim says that the difference is that Mahone is too focused on his ultimate goal -- bringing in Linc -- while Kim would be just as happy to kill Michael and wing it from there. Right as he whips out his gun and says, "One down, one to go," Madame President barges into the kitchen, saying forcefully, "I need to talk to Mr. Scofield -- alone." Ah, Agent Kim -- I see that circumstances have overtaken you again.
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When we come back, we're still looking at the barrel of a gun. Kim is reluctant to direct it away from Michael's brain-filled skull. Madame Evil eventually stares Kim down. Michael -- who appears to have been tenderized and is now oven-ready -- just sort of flops there and pants. As Michael slowly struggles upright in the chair, Kim comes over, pulls off his latex gloves, and asks if he might have a word. Kim tries the you're-in-danger-if-you're-in-here-alone-with-the-pulpy-tied-up-guy angle, but Madame Evil says, "My men are right outside this door. I have a right to privacy." Struggling to keep his temper, Kim says, "Your rights are my first concern." Madame Evil's not buying it. Ice hanging from every syllable, she spits, "Do I need to remind you who you're talking to? Step outside and close the door behind you." Wrapping his air of ineffable smugness around him and huffing once for Michael's benefit, Kim takes his leave.
Madame Evil stalks over and stands about eight feet away from Michael. She says, in a tone of derisive amazement, "The things you do for your brother, it's impressive." Michael ripostes, "I could say the same for you. [spits] But I won't." Madame Evil disabuses Michael of the notion that she gives a flea's narrow ass about his opinion of her, then strides over to ask if he might have the tape on him. Of course not. Madame Evil muses, "I'm not sure what exactly is on this tape, but I doubt it's of any interest to me." Michael says it's a conversation between Madame Evil and Steadman, and right after she laughs that she had millions of conversations with Steadman in his lifetime, Michael wheezes, "I'll narrow it down for you: it happened some time after his 'death..' And this particular conversation, you might want to keep in the family."