Episode Report Card Sobell: A | 2 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT He is a man of constant smirking
By Sobell | Season 1 | Episode 1 | Aired on 08.28.2005
When we return, Michael is folding origami swans and going into flashback: he's talking to Linc shortly after Linc's last appeal is denied, and Lincoln's insisting he didn't kill the man. Michael says, with heavy resolve, "The evidence says you did." Linc rebuts, "I don't care what the evidence says. I didn't kill that man." Choking back manly tears, Michael replies, "Swear to me." Lincoln does. This does not help Michael's composure. He asks, "How did they get it wrong then?" Sadly, this is where Prison Break fails to take a cheap shot with, "I don't know: there was some bearded guy and a lady with a brand-new face, I got railroaded, I just don't understand..." Lincoln can only say that he thinks he was set up, and the people behind the scheme want him dead ASAP.
Back in the present, Sucre interrupts Michael's staring to ask him, "What's another word for 'love.'" Michael replies, "What's the context?" Sucre replies, "You know -- I would love to have sex with my new cellmate." Oh, he does not either. He says something nearly as amusing: "You know -- 'I love you so much, I am never knocking a liquor store over again' context." Michael grins. Sucre adds unnecessarily, "Except, you know, classy." As it turns out, he's proposing to his lady via letter. And he's got an elaborate scenario in his head for how all the reading's going to go down. Oh, this will not end well. Michael advises him, "Try passion." Sucre is very excited about that choice until he gets to the spelling -- "Is it p-a-s-h?" Michael shakes his head. He looks as if he's only now realizing he'll be the only one competing in the prison spelling bee. Sucre's like, "No H?"
Meanwhile, back on the outside...L.J. is interviewing for a new after-school job as a drug dealer. He is about as good at getting away with breaking the law as his uncle was.
Now, back to Green Acres. The inmates are all mingling outside; I suppose the warden is one of those people who believes in the curative power of fresh air. Michael strolls over to Abruzzi's poker game and says abruptly, "I need you to hire me a PI." Abruzzi tells him to beat it, and Michael stands his ground with, "Maybe you ought to hear what I got to say." Abruzzi says that Michael has nothing he needs, and Michael puts down a swan before saying, "A PI, Abruzzi. You might find that I can be of more assistance than you think. Mull it over. Come find me when you're ready to talk." Abruzzi is not impressed by either Michael or his origami.
Meanwhile, back on the outside...we see some beefy guy named Maggio working, appropriately enough, in a meat locker. A man the FOX website identifies as "Mobster Gavin Smallhouse" comes in and tells Maggio that he's got photos of "the son-of-a-bitch that fingered Abruzzi." "That's Fibonacci?" Maggio asks. Yes, it is. And the photos came to the mob courtesy of some anonymous correspondent, whose only calling card is -- wait for it -- an origami swan. But on a completely different note: Gavin? Who the hell names a mobster Gavin? It's like naming a porn star Nigel. ["And…'Fibonacci'? What's his alias, 'Gold N. Meaney'?" -- Sars]