Episode Report Card Sobell: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Aldo Burrows -- dead!
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 12 | Aired on 11.19.2006
Then Aldo calls, "There's a tape that gives us everything we need. Linc will be set free if we find it." Lincoln finally speaks up with, "You're not going to believe who he thinks has it." Michael turns around and reluctantly asks, "Who?" Linc replies, "Sara." The scene closes on Michael's face, which is wearing an expression like, "Perhaps now is not the time to tell them that she just not-dumped me. Again."
When we get back, we're at the hotel. The same hotel that has the hyper-vigilant manager. And yet, there are no cop cars in the wake of the screaming, the big crash into a windshield, the blood everywhere. In fact, the gently-smoking Kellerman is just ambling around the hotel parking lot, gun in hand, inquiring with local hospitals as to whether they've treated the julienned flesh of the good doctor Sara.
Kellerman's inquiries are interrupted by a call from Kim. The smirky agent asks for a report on Dr. Sara, and Kellerman lies, "She's dead. I'm dealing with the body right now." Kim is no dummy. After commenting blithely that Kellerman must be relieved to have finished the messy business of killing his pie pal, Kim asks, "One more thing: confirmation. I need a photo of the body. Take one with your phone, and send it to me --" Kellerman interrupts, "No! Not a good time for me." Oh, he just keeps digging himself in deeper and deeper. Amazing what a few third-degree burns do to your scheming processes.
Since Kellerman has just stepped over the line -- it's one thing to lie to the people you plan on killing, but another to lie to the people who plan on killing you, apparently -- Kim can lean in for the kill with a smile on his face and a song in his tiny black plastic heart: "Paul, take a breath. Then take the picture. I'm waiting." Kellerman hangs up the phone and looks around in a panic.
Since we don't have enough on our plate this hour with A) Michael's Freakoutapalooza '06; B) Mahone's inexorable pursuit; C) Dr. Sara's bloody perambulations; D) Kellerman's frantic tuchis-covering, and E) Bellick's forthcoming police adventures... there is also the C-Note et famille subplot. You know what I'm going to start doing, in these episodes where there are more than FOUR plotlines going at once? I'm going to relegate the least interesting plotline to its own one-paragraph recap, then continue the rest of the episode. So here you go:
C-Note, Kacee, and Dede have picked up an RV and made their way to Harvey, North Dakota. They're camped by a bucolic lakeside, where C-Note's reading to Dede from Richard Scarry's Big Book of Prison Break Themes about how when you have family you love, you'll do anything for them. After we get the heavy thematic lifting out of the way, we establish the complication for the episode: Dede's without the medicine she needs for her as-yet-unnamed digestive ailment, but Kacee has an emergency prescription. Instead of hitting the gas and filling up that 'scrip in Winnipeg, Manitoba, the worried parents decide to hit the local pharmacy, where the pharmacist just happens to be reading a copy of the paper that has Kacee's picture on the front page. The pharmacist delays getting the pills and Kacee's change back to her so that the cops can come. Kacee's cornered outside the pharmacy. Thinking fast, she discreetly drops the pills into the trash can behind her; this way, C-Note can retrieve them later. Then she's arrested by the local police. This tears C-Note up inside, and sets the stage for his next plotline, which will inevitably include trying to break Kacee out of the local pokey while launching the first Bring Your Daughter To Crime Scenes Day.
Now that we've gotten that out of the way, let's resume recapping one of the other FIVE plot threads running through this episode. We're in Tribune, Kansas, where Bellick is cooling his heels in Detective Slattery's office. He picks up a photo on her desk -- her, the husband, two elementary-school-aged children, and a big, friendly dog. Slattery comes in and says bemusedly, "That's old. The kids are bigger now." There's some amiable chatter, and then Slattery asks, "So you guys were out here in Kansas together?" Bellick confirms that they were. "Doing what?" Slattery inquires. Bellick mumbles they were just seeing the sights. Slattery replies, "You left Chicago to see the sights in Tribune, Kansas?" Bellick blusters, "Last time I checked, a man could go where he wanted." Slattery says softly, "Mr. Bellick --" "Brad," he replies. She shrugs, "Brad. I don't care what you were doing out here. We're both in law enforcement. We can each sniff out a perp like a hot fart -- pardon my French. We both know you're not a criminal, so... I don't care if you boys were out here whooping it up without the wives or" -- and here she leans in -- "going Brokeback." Bellick looks disgusted by the implication that he might be so hunky as Heath Ledger or Jake Gyllenhaal. Slattery finally gets to her point: she's not going to judge his activities, but she does need to know what they are so she can find out who carved up Roy.