Le prime 200 righe.
Previously on Prison Break:
LINCOLN: Michael!
Scylla is complete.
What the hell are you doing?!
The buyer is already on the way.
Yeah, I got one.
It's Bagwell.
There is no meeting with the attorney general, is there?
He's sick, Lincoln.
If they haven't killed him already...
We'll get him back, I promise.
Michael needs an operation to remove a tumor
from his temporal lobe.
The price of the operation is the safe return of Scylla.
LINCOLN: What's this?
Added incentive.
What's going on?
Where's Michael?
Michael needs surgery; he's gonna get it.
Where?
-Here. -What?
Krantz has arranged for the best doctors in the world.
We can't let them near him.
We're out of time.
It's our last option.
I don't understand why the Company would help him.
Dr. Tancredi, welcome.
Please...
there's nothing to be afraid of.
All we want is to help.
You're going to save Michael?
You question our capabilities?
No. I'm questioning your motives.
When a fellow human being is suffering,
why would we not want to lend a hand?
Empathy, Sara,
it's the only thing that separates us from the beasts.
For the duration of the surgery,
you'll be treated as a guest in my home.
And afterwards?
Sir... the patient is ready.
It's going to be all right, Sara.
Trust me.
Mr. Scofield, although you're going to be anesthetized
and should feel no significant pain, we will need to keep
you awake for the duration of the procedure.
As a safety precaution, we'll need to continually monitor
your speech and sensory activity to insure the tissue
being removed will not leave you impaired in any way.
What hospital is this?
Don't worry about it. You've got some good doctors
who are going to take great care of you.
I have to get Scylla.
No, no, no, no.
Not now.
Where's Linc?
He's here.
He's just fine.
I'm not leaving until Michael has his surgery.
And I'm not starting surgery until you prove
you can hold up your end of the deal.
Scylla's slipping through our fingers as we speak.
Time is not on our side, nor on your brother's.
Now, you'll get full cooperation
from my office.
If you need anything, just call this number.
I'm gonna need everything you've got on Self and Gretchen.
Aliases, whatever you got.
How about an accomplice?
Now, if you're gonna want...
Shut up.
You can save yourself a lot of pain
and the embarrassment of begging me to stop
if you just tell me where they are.
Gretchen and Agent Turncoat?
Yeah.
Information like that seems like it could be
of a certain intrinsic value.
If there were offers made,
carrots dangled, I could see...
Look, I deserve some kind of something here,
all the work I put in.
If it wasn't for me finding Whistler's bird book then...
(yells, grunts)
The only thing you deserve is the opportunity
to keep your teeth and fingernails.
No. You...
I'm not gonna tell you anything.
(yells)
I'm gonna pull out every single tooth, every single one.
How about it? (whimpers)
Look, I was just fooling...
(screams): All right!
Arlington Pier! Arling... Arlington Pier!
When? What time?
Three o'clock.
This is the last of the anesthetic.
From here on out, you shouldn't feel a thing, Mr. Scofield.
I'm going to be right over there the whole time.
I'll be right in here the whole time.
We're ready.
(monitor beeping steadily)
I'm not going to leave you, okay?
Don't you dare leave me.
(indistinct chatter)
How many surgeries has your team performed using the gamma knife?
The gamma knife has
a recurrence rate of over 13 percent.
We'll be using a technique that's more advanced.
(drill whirring)
(drill grinding)
What's going on with Michael?
They're gonna operate.
Just like that, they agreed to do that?
I convinced them Michael knew who was gonna buy Scylla.
What are we gonna do now?
Get our hands on it before they do.
And give it to who? I'm still working on that.
Linc, I need to know what we're doing.
We finish this! Really?
'Cause it feels like it's finishing us.
You, me... we're the only ones left, bro.
One more day, and we're done.
I can't do this without you.
When the buyer gets here,
why don't you let me do the talking.
For what?
I engineered this whole thing, Gretchen.
I can handle my business.
Oh, yeah? Why don't you start
by handling that river of nerves
that's running down your forehead.
Did you think this would be easier?
I hoped.
But I guess I always knew
it was going to come down to a pile of bodies.
I never pegged you for a killer.
Yeah, well, I never pegged you for a mom.
Is there anything that you'd like to peg me for, Don?
Oh, stop. Okay? Don't embarrass yourself.
That may work on everyone else, but right now,
the only thing I'm thinking about is that $125 million.
So close up your blouse and open your eyes,
because the buyer's on the way.
And I don't want any surprises when he gets here.
How much longer?
Another hour or so. Just sit tight.
I need to use the men's room.
Congratulations.
What do you think I'm gonna do, run?
That's exactly what I think you're gonna do.
You want me to go in the back seat, right here?
I want you to have a little bit of respect
for my intelligence, Alex.
I do, which is why I know you wouldn't violate
Code 42-13-72B, which states that an individual
being transported by a representative
of the criminal justice system must be afforded the opportunity
to relieve himself
if the duration of the transport is more than three hours.
And I do believe we're creeping up on that time.
All right, I'll see what I can do.
But I'm going to remind you of a code.
The one that says if a prisoner attempts escape during transfer,
the accompanying agent has the right to shoot him
through the back of the head.
You sure you don't want to hold it, Alex?
Oh, yeah, I'm sure.
Any pain or discomfort, Mr. Scofield?
No.
Those needles, they're for... stabilization?
Not exactly. Throughout the surgery, different portions
of Michael's cerebral cortex will be stimulated,
triggering the areas
that control senses like hearing, smell, memory.
That's why some people,
right before death, often speak of...
Their life flashing before their eyes.
Exactly.
When oxygen is cut off to the brain,
it kicks into overdrive, tapping into every resource
to continue operating the body.
As a result, all of the senses fire off at once.
Everything you've ever known, felt, believed...
it all passes in a blink of an eye.
Hello, Michael.
Charles?
I guess you can probably call me DB now.
(chuckles)
The answer is no.
The answer?
You're wondering if you're dead.
The answer is no.
Then why am I here?
I believe that's a question
we all need to find the answer to.
(monitor beeping rhythmically)
This is officially now the most secure bathroom break
in the history of law enforcement.
Yes, it is.
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