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
Sucre's brooding is interrupted by Linc coming in and demanding the keys to Jeanette's car. Michael pleads with Lincoln to hold on for a moment. "We are five minutes away in there!" he says. "We've been 'five minutes' for an hour," Linc replies. Michael pleads, "Just give me some time. Be patient --" "You think I give a damn about the money?" Linc demands. Pushed into panic, Michael shouts, "I'm doing what's necessary." Linc replies, "You're afraid to fail! You're afraid this big plan of yours ain't gonna work out." Three questions: is now really the time to break out the psychoanalysis of What Makes Michael Tick; does Linc not understand what the word "plan" means; and since when did he begin saying "ain't" so much?
Anyway, Linc snarls, "If you think you can pull this thing off, be my guest. Meanwhile, L.J.'s out there." He makes to go, but Michael stops him, pleading, "We have come 1500 miles cross-country. We have made it this far." Too bad: Linc has decided this is where they part ways. Michael reels back, stunned. There are clearly no tattoos covering the "what if Lincoln decides to split" possibility.
Back in the Tooele law annex, Mahone has left Tweener alone for a while to look at pictures of Dr. Gudat and imagine what could happen next. Joke's on Mahone! Tweener's not big into thinking!
Back at the Chicago FBI office, Wheeler provides some desultory exposition on Haywire's whereabouts, since we don't have enough to keep track of in this episode yet. Wheeler muses, "He leaves the cash and the jewelry and the only thing he steals is the $10 oil painting. What the hell does he want with that?"
We're about to find out. Haywire is crouched in the aisle of a sporting-goods store, emptying jerky into a rucksack, then topping it off with a few more bags of dried whatever. A nearby border collie barks a warning -- perhaps it's a guard dog against excessive sodium consumption? -- and Haywire's eyes pop in response. The store owner limps over and asks if there's something he can help Haywire with. Haywire answers in the negative. There's a little exchange where we find out that Haywire's stocking his bag with all sorts of supplies for roughing it, and then Haywire points to the guy's cane and asks, "What happened to your knee there?" "Motorcycle accident," the guy replies. "So, uh, you don't move around too well, do you?" Haywire asks. Then he answers his own question with "Well, that's good" and sprints off with his rucksack. The dog gives chase. Is it the least tense chase scene in the history of this show, since Haywire's moving in a manner more suited to race-walking.