Episode Report Card Sobell: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Some poor Mexican hooker -- dead!
By Sobell | Season 2 | Episode 20 | Aired on 03.18.2007
Kim coos, "What if I was to tell you there was something that could turn that light back on?" Are you saying that the bodies of conspiracy stooges can be used to generate electricity? How excellent! It's both an expedient solution to Mahone's problem and a renewable resource for green power! Kim asks, "What would you say?" "I'd say it's the same offer you made when you dragged me into this, you little bastard," Mahone snarls. He continues, "Look where it's gotten me. They're going to drag me before the public. They're going to prosecute me like some kind of murderer." Some kind of murderer? Try a very effective kind of murderer. Mahone says there's hard, tangible evidence Kim can't take away. Kim raises his eyebrows all, "Oh, can't we?" However, he is forced to admit that no, he can't take away the evidence -- but he can take Mahone away from all this. And that is how Mahone gets sent on an errand to fetch T-Bag from Mexico. Kim purrs, "We're talking about a very real finish line here, Alex. You've come so far." Mahone looks at Kim, his face bleak with weariness. He asks, "How much further would I have to go?" Everyone, sing with me -- "Panama! Panama-aa-oh-oh-ah-ah, Panama!"
Lincoln and Michael are still trekking along the shoreline. I would be having fits by this point, but that is because the one thing in the world that makes me completely squirrelly is the sensation of sand between the soles of my feet and the insoles of my shoes. You have no idea: I am reduced to the level of a gibbering lunatic if I step down and that gritty -- aigggh! I can't even complete the sentence. The very idea of Lincoln and Michael tromping along the dunes, the insidious sand sliding past the cuffs of their boots ... I am rocking back and forth as I type this. Find a boardwalk! Find an inland route! Just MAKE THE WALKING STOP. Michael sulks, "I'm trying to remember the last time our lives made any kind of sense." The habitués of the "Make Time Work for You: the Timeline Thread" look up from their monitors and shout, "Welcome to our world!" Linc says the world made sense before their mom died, when it was the three of them. Then he stops, surprised by something. Michael says, "Well, there she is."
Cut to Mahone at the desk in his little room/office. Lang calls and asks, concerned, "What's going on? There's all kinds of suits going through your office." Mahone says, "I'll explain later." Lang gives another one of her eloquent looks and lets only a little skepticism creep into her voice with, "All right... " Then she moves on, setting up the next Mahone/Scofield confrontation by telling him she's faxed him information about the Christina Rose -- "Looks like she was commissioned about four months before Scofield robbed that bank by a builder in Panama named Amparo Vasquez." Mahone looks at the fax in his hand and mutters, "Son of a bitch."