Prison Break

Previously on Prison Break...

Losing a brother, the massive hole that leaves in your life.

Like the same massive hole

losing a husband makes.

- Your brother's dead, Lincoln. - How do you explain that?

- Lincoln Burrows. - Jacob.

- Uncle Lincoln! - Hey!

911. I have an armed intruder in my house.

We've awoken something...

Something people are trying to hide about Michael.

- I don't know who we're fighting. - Let's go to Yemen and find out.

You don't know a damn thing about Yemen.

I'll find someone who does.

The country's falling apart. Everyone wants out.

Welcome to the civil war.

Come quickly, or we'll all be dead!

- Who's that contact again? - A woman named Sheba.

Michael's caught in the middle of something big.

Kaniel Outis is

- a big-time terrorist. - We've arranged

a visit to Ogygia Prison.

That mean Michael's in there?

Michael?

My name isn't Michael, and I don't know who you are.

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Michael, what are you doing, damn it?!

The fighting in Yemen intensified today

as ISIL forces get ever nearer to the capitol.

The rebels, who have the stated intent of taking over

the country and establishing a radical caliphate,

are also bent on freeing their leader,

Abu Ramal, who was captured by the government five years ago.

Ramal is known for his extreme views and practices,

from using young girls as sex slaves,

to a medieval brand of justice that includes public beheadings

and executions in the street.

Ramal is currently being held in Yemen's

most notorious penitentiary, Ogygia Prison.

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Psst.

This is it.

Whip, get up here.

Is it happening?

You are not going to leave us, are you?

- If the rebels take the city, we're dead. - You've told us that

a thousand times, Sid. You're a broken record. Is it clear?

Okay, it's clear.

Whip. Come on.

Lights go out... ...you follow.

Come on.

Would have made it so much easier

if it was just you and me like it was on all the other ones.

Nothing is easy on this one.

Yeah, tell me about it.

One minute.

Board spans the gap.

Okay.

Blanket covers the wire.

Now it's about those lights going out.

He didn't flash it 24 hours before.

- That's supposed to be the signal. - Have faith.

Seven straight nights?

No signal, no lights getting turned out?

Those strikes are getting closer, too.

Those lights aren't going out.

Lights aren't going out. Got to go back.

Maybe make a run for it.

Too much ground to cover. They'll shoot us down

before we make the gap.

What's the plan then? Give up and die?

I can't wait another four years.

It was supposed to be one week.

- Poseidon has left us here to die. - We still got

one card left to play.

I didn't want to play it, but it's already in motion.

Let's go.

Apparently, Kaniel Outis was thrown into Ogygia

for crimes against the government.

Shortly after, he was captured

trying to escape, and thrown into solitary.

They just released him into gen pop recently.

Call him Michael, will you?

But why didn't he acknowledge us

when he saw us?

Stop!

Get back here!

- Kid was spying on us. - Yeah.

And he left something under the doormat.

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This is Michael's handwriting. Swan was his calling card.

He's reaching out to us.

But why is he being so mysterious?

Back in the day, he never talked to you straight, as in

- not in code? - He's worried about

someone intercepting his message.

Yeah, but what does it mean?

I don't know, but we're supposed to know.

"Sheik of Light." Sheik of Light.

That sounds like a guy on a mountain peak

communing with God.

Yeah, we got to get help.

- We're out of help. - Sheba.

She's thinks I'm abetting a terrorist.

Well, then you have to convince her that you're not.

You have got to leave, Papa.

- I will not run away. - The government is being targeted.

You are being targeted.

- I'm a no one. - You are government to them.

You don't understand being a Yemeni.

You would run away when she needs you the most?

I understand that we are no good to this country dead.

Papa, there will come a time. We go abroad,

regroup with an exile government.

With what money, girl?

It would cost two years' salary.

I'd rather die with my face to the enemy than to run away.

Papa...

- Hey. - I suggest you leave

this country as quickly as you can.

What's he doing here?

My friend needs your help.

I gave him my help.

You didn't tell me he was working with the enemy.

This man you claim is your brother,

Kaniel Outis, worked with the rebels.

- His name's Michael Scofield. - I don't care!

Not Kaniel Outis!

There's nothing you can say to me that will

make me help you, okay?

Is that right?

This enough to get your family out of the country?

Deliver me this first.

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Ready, love?

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- What's that? - It's, uh... it's

something your Uncle Lincoln sent.

- Here. - I don't want to go.

I want to stay with you.

You got to go to school.

And I'm gonna be right here when the bell rings.

Okay? You walk down those steps,

you hop straight into the car. Yeah?

I love you.

Make it a great day.

I got the note.

I got the note, Michael.

We're going to get you out of here.

Look, my name isn't Michael,

and I don't know who you are.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

You know I'm a noted economist?

I mean, that's what it says in the paper.

"Noted Economist Attackedin Home."

I didn't even know economists made the news.

That's the first and last time, hopefully.

I've been trying to piece this thing together.

You remember those government guys,

those think tank guys,

trying to pick my brain about game theory,

how they could use it for foreign policy?

Yeah, you bored the hell out of 'em, right?

Yeah, okay, but I mean, did I hear something

- I shouldn't have? - I don't know. Did you?

Like who shot JFK?

I am trying to be serious here.

No, you're doped up on painkillers

and you're thinking too much.

I promise this has nothing to do with you.

You rest. I'm going to, um...

I'm gonna run some errands,

and then I'm gonna come visit you, okay?

Okay. Love you.

Love you, too.

Okay, no problem. Thanks.

Hi. I, uh, I called earlier about a missing U.S. citizen

- in the Middle East. - Yes. I'm Henry Kishida.

Let me walk you to the director's office.

It's an unusual situation,

which you can appreciate,

since your husband is declared legally dead,

and the person that you're referring to

goes by another name.

I'll take it from here, Henry.

How are you, Sara?

Kellerman?

I'll leave you two be. Let me know if you need anything, sir.

- Mm-hmm. - Sorry, how did I

end up with you again?

You asked for the State Department's help.

I wanted the State Department, not you.

Yeah, you've lived

so many lives, I don't know who you are.

That'd be a consistent theme for you, wouldn't it, given that

you were married to a man who never existed?

What is that supposed to mean?

It means you should come in and let me enlighten you

to all things Michael Scofield...

Or should I say Kaniel Outis?