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
We then transition to Sucre, who is looking like he wishes his prison diet had more sedatives. The man is nervous, and Maricruz is late for her scheduled visit. Just as he heads out the door, she comes in. The first thing she tells him is "Yes." Awww, she's accepting his marriage proposal. Rutting ensues, interspersed with comedic asides about how important it is for them to get married in a Catholic church. Because it's funny when people are total moral hypocrites!
Speaking of inmates who could probably get some if they really wanted, there's Michael, talking to Dr. Tancredi. It turns out she's been reading his file. "I went to Northwestern, graduated two years after you did [from Loyola]," she says. Michael flirts, "Maybe we met before. Drunk, out at a bar somewhere." Dr. Tancredi thinks not. And then she gets to business: "Your blood glucose is at 50 milligrams per deciliter...that's hypoglycemic. Your body's reacting to the insulin like you're not diabetic. You sure it's Type I diabetes you got?" Michael smoothly lies that it is. Before Dr. Tancredi can grill him further, she gets a phone call, so she leaves him alone and moves off-screen. This gives Michael ample opportunity to wander around and stare at the thick rope of cables leading from the infirmary window to the top of a wall. We also see that Michael's hands are shaking; he tries to suppress that. Dr. Tancredi turns her attention back to him and says, "I'd like to run some tests next time you're in; the last thing I want to do is administer insulin to a man who doesn't need it." Michael's recovered his cool, and he says, "Yeah. Sure." She then wanders off so he can continue to...do whatever it is he came to do in the clinic.
Back in the room of rutting. Sucre's commemorating Maricruz's declaration of everlasting fidelity by throwing a jealous hissy over her hitting up her friend Hector for a ride to the prison. Sucre betrays his extensive knowledge of Nora Ephron's oeuvre by declaring, "Men and women can't be friends!" He's got his suspicions about Hector. I reiterate: this cannot end well.
Out in the yard, Michael approaches C-Note, who happens to be the local pharmaceutical salesman. He asks for Pugnac, and C-Note shoots back, "I only speak English, white boy." Michael explains, "It's an insulin blocker. Standard over-the-counter variety. You can get it at any pharmacy." C-Note's all, "Then feel free to head on over to the infirmary. The doctor's one fine lady," but Michael sets him straight: "I can't get it in medical...because they're already giving me insulin shots." His wry smile here is a nice touch. C-Note laughs and says, "You're one mixed-up cracker, you know that?" Michael's all, "So, can you hook me up?" and C-Note says, "Only if you tell me why it is you want to keep going up to medical for an insulin shot you don't need." Michael drawls, "I like the ambiance." He then passes some money over and sets the deal into motion.