Episode Report Card Sobell: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Somewhere In The Darkness
By Sobell | Season 3 | Episode 12 | Aired on 02.10.2008
Beeep! Linc has just gotten into traffic with the hoopty old sedan he's driving now. Whistler is leaning over the front seat, saying, "You've done a great job of getting us out of the frying pan, but it'll be for nothing if we end up back in the fire." Whistler is a big ball of negativity, isn't he? Lincoln thinks so anyway. "They want you, they get you -- it's that simple," he says. Whistler protests, "This is not about me -- it's about Sofia and your son. Michael, tell him! Tell him these people just won't let us walk away." What magic words does he think Michael can use? Does Whistler really think that poor Linc -- he who discovered Dr. Sara's head in a box, he who was framed, he whose ex-wife was killed and son was framed -- is oblivious to what the One World Conspiracy can do? Michael tells Whistler to cram it.Oh, lord, we're back at Sona and T-Bag's about to get seriously tortured -- some guard's just asked him to take off his pants. Meanwhile, Sucre has foolishly stuck around waiting for his stuff. No, Sucre, no! Run while you can! Run while this is still your episode!
Anyway, T-Bag is busy trying to talk his way out of getting a car battery attached to his gonads, and he finally says -- or rather, screams -- something useful: "[Sucre] knows everything! He knows everything!" And right as Sucre's hand is on the doorknob, someone off-camera says, "Hey! Not so fast, mi amigo." Oh, Sucre. I had thought this was going to be your episode after all.
Meanwhile, on the outside...Linc pulls up to an industrial-looking space. It looks like a cross between a middle school and an office park. Whistler prevails upon Mahone for help out of the car while Michael asks what the place is. Linc says, "We're going to make the exchange on our terms. There's a service road out back just in case we want to get lost." Whistler grunts, "Assuming we're still alive." Lincoln asks dismissively, "You still talking?" I love it when Linc gets snotty. Mahone offers Whistler an arm so they can limp over to the other side of the car and gossip about how mean that Lincoln is and did you hear what he said to me and why, I never. Linc's phone rings.
Susan B. is stalking out of the cabin, saying, "I've got to commend you on that boombox trick. Very sophisticated. You steal that one from Home Alone?" "You fell for it, bitch," Linc replies. Susan B. chuckles mirthlessly then says, "All right, listen. If you want to see your son --" "Hey, hey, hey," Linc interrupts her. "You're not calling the shots anymore." "As long as I have L.J. --" Susan B. starts, but Linc continues, "As long as I got Whistler, you're going to do exactly as I say. You got it?" He tells Susan to meet him at the exchange point in 20 minutes with L.J., then hangs up. Mahone shoots Whistler a look, and Whistler rolls his eyes and shakes his head.