Episode Report Card Sobell: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT …And Now Miguel
By Sobell | Season 3 | Episode 2 | Aired on 09.23.2007
On the surface world, Michael and Linc are having their daily visit. Michael confirms that he's found Whistler, but quickly descends into mopeyness. Linc's idea of motivation is "C'mon man, c'mon man, we've gotta keep moving. What's the next play?" Michael tells him, "Whistler got a note out on a dead body yesterday. I don't know what it means or who it's for, but we need all the leverage we can get." Also, Michael needs some money. Linc quickly passes him some before the guards get shirty. Michael steps back and frets, "No one's ever broken out of this place before, let alone with a week to plan it. So you tell these people, whoever it is who took Sara…and my nephew…you tell them I get it. And I'm going to do everything I can. I'm going to break this guy out of here, or I'm going to die trying, and if it's the latter, that should count for something, right? That's got to count for something. You tell them that." Because he is not inherently snotty, Linc does not reply, "Why don't you tell them yourself? I'm sure you get great sound projection up on that cross you just climbed." He simply says he'd swap places in a minute. Given the horrible stuck-in-the-middle position Linc is in, I'm not sure the sentiment is as comforting as he means it to be.
Down in the gutters, Mahone is trying to coax Whistler out by means of the pry bar he just picked up, as well as sweet nothings like, "You're not safe here. I can take you someplace that is." Whistler begs Mahone to help him by going away. Mahone would rather begin demolishing the wall that hides Whistler from the rest of the prison. We go to where the commercials would be if I were not watching this on my MacBook. Once again: thank you, FOX, for a rare instance of rationality.
And when we come back, the throbbing acoustic chords we all associate with the Sucre-in-love plotline are back in full treble. That's nice. Because you know what this show needs? A third season of Sucre lobotomized by his inexplicable love for Maricruz. Linc is walking down the street when he sees Sucre chatting on a pay phone, and he calls his name. Sucre looks up and blinks, blinded by the light gleaming off Linc's sternum, then quickly remembers his manners. Linc blurts out, "Michael's locked up." Sucre is taken aback. Linc says, "I need your help. We're -- we're in a bad spot." Sucre replies, "I feel for you, man, but I'm done with bad spots. I'm going to go see Maricruz. I just talked to my cousin Petey and he told me she's back over in Chicago." And, one presumes, in central booking, as the FBI would be super-interested to know all about her time on the run with a high-profile escaped convict. Or have they dropped that manhunt in favor of looking for their own rogue agent?
Linc reminds Sucre he's still wanted in Chicago, but the syllables penetrate Sucre's haze of pink hearts and cupids as "mwa WAH wah ah." Linc goes to say something, but finally settles for telling Sucre that if he changes his mind, he can find Linc at the Plaza del Sol. Sucre's all, "No, this is pretty much goodbye." As he goes to board a bus, Linc finally blurts out, "Listen to me! The innocent people in your life, you have to keep them innocent. If that means walking away from them, that's what you gotta do." This lesson brought to you by the Aldo Burrows school of parenting. Sucre is all, "Yeah…no. Nice knowing you." As his bus pulls away, Linc notices an ad for the Banco de Versailles. Miracle of miracles, Linc remembers the note Michael passed along to him. And then we quickly transition to the shrieking lady from last episode, and she's off to the same bank.