Episode Report Card Sobell: A | 1 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT Tweener -- dead, yo!
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 7 | Aired on 10.01.2006
Meanwhile, in the garage, C-Note and T-Bag continue to bring out each other's worst sides. Their nascent struggle to the death is cut short when Sucre comes in to announce, "We gotta roll." Michael turns around and sharply asks, "Why?" Sucre shares the news about Tweener. T-Bag immediately gets up and hisses, "Nice knowing y'all." Michael tries to pump Sucre for information, but because he's not a winsome-yet-wily pregnant woman, his fact-finding foray is not nearly so successful. And then C-Note alerts everyone to something he and T-Bag managed to uncover during their tussle: a big pile of money. (Damn, C-Note! Why not keep your mouth shut until after ungrateful rat T-Bag has scampered away?)
As C-Note begins digging out the money, we get looks at all four men's faces: T-Bag's practically glows with covetousness; C-Note is beaming, all irritation gone; Sucre is as gleeful as a child; Michael is too relieved and wrung out to be happy. C-Note's laugh rings out and Michael's mouth finally quirks up.
Meanwhile, in a black law enforcement SUV, Mahone is busy drilling Tweener: "Let's go over this again. None of them are armed." Tweener confirms that none of the cons have guns. He protests the necessity of the wire, but Mahone says it's necessary "in case you decide to do something stupid, like tip them off."
And now, Haywire's continuing adventure. He has reached a beach of some sort and is laying out a map, a compass and some rope. Barnabas is intrigued. We switch back to Haywire, who is wearing a purloined life jacket in safety orange. I like how he's always safety-conscious, between the helmet and this. Haywire says to Barnabas, "I bet you're wondering what we're doing down here at Lake Michigan, huh?" Barnabas gives the impression that yes, he was wondering exactly that. Haywire points to the lake as the musical theme kicks up again, and explains, "If you go far enough that way, you get to the ocean. You know what's out there? Holland! Barnabas barks an inquiry as to whether or not they'll be living in Amsterdam. Haywire unrolls his acquisition from last week and tells Barnabas, "We're going to live in a windmill. All we need is a raft." Barnabas looks around to see if there are any rafts on the beach. There are not, but Haywire is optimistic that he'll find just the right collection of sticks to get started.
Back in the garage, the guys are hauling out the money. C-Note says, "Charles Westmoreland, God bless you and your wrinkled old sack." Um. Okay. T-Bag gloats, "I'm going to be walking down the streets of Bangkok with a million U.S. dollars. That's about $40 million baht, the local currency." Instead of inquiring as to how T-Bag's been staying on top of international exchange rates, C-Note merely asks why there's the fascination with Thailand. T-Bag replies, "Black market surgery. Anonymous transplant donors. He's dressed like she's -- what's not to like?" C-Note asks in a deadpan, "Are you really going to try and replace that hand? T-Bag raises his arm and says, "My body ain't takin' to this one."