Episode Report Card Sobell: B+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Niedermeyer -- dead!
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 17 | Aired on 02.18.2007
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When we get back, Maricruz's sister is busy telling Maricruz how silly she's being to expect Sucre to show up, since the boy does have a history of letting her down. Maricruz insists that this time will be different. Teresa says, "I don't mean to burst your bubble, but he's not going to show." Cue Sucre sprinting through the crowd. The music swells romantically, he's bathed in a golden effulgence, cherubs burst out of the security checkpoint and begin releasing rose petals and doves onto the masses below. Sucre kisses Maricruz passionately, then says, "I've got three words for you." We all swoon in anticipation of... "We'd better run." As they sprint off, Sucre calls, "Nice seeing you, Teresa!" We get a shot of the gaping Teresa; then we see Sucre, holding Maricruz by one hand and her luggage by the other (aw!) and running off. They actually escape by cab. I love it! And I really hope they get to cab off into the sunset.
Back in Chicago, Michael and Dr. Sara are dropping Pope off, a few blocks away from the cigar club. Michael and Pope give each other long stares -- Pope's is full of wounded betrayal -- and then Dr. Sara reaches over from the back seat and hands over the key. Pope is still looking intently at Michael as he asks, "You're certain about what's in the box?" Michael's Blue Steeling away as he replies, "No, but it's all we've got." Dr. Sara is missing this complex ocular byplay. Pope silently leaves. A minute later, Dr. Sara asks, "You sure about this?" Michael replies that he is not. Dr. Sara says, "Either way, you still owe me dinner." Michael cracks a smile before asking, "Is that so?" Not looking at him, Dr. Sara replies, "Yup -- first week at Fox River. You promised me if you ever got out of there, you were taking me to dinner." Still smiling a little, Michael says jauntily, "Well maybe after we wrap this up, we can stop off and get you a burrito on the way back to Pope's house." Dr. Sara shoots back, "Scofield, I'm not sure what you're used to, but anything short of a filet mignon is not going to cut it for me." Michael genuinely smiles at this. He tells her, "It's a date," and they hold hands.
As Pope walks toward the club, Linc and Kellerman watch from their rooftop perch. Linc asks Kellerman for his phone, uses it to call Michael, and they chat briefly.
Pope heads in and opens Governor Dad's humidor. He finds an envelope with a USB memory stick inside. When Pope cruises back into the lounge, he's sniffing a cigar (hurrah, multitasking!) and he quickly solicits the use of some random guy's computer.