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MICHAEL: Previously on Prison Break...
Sona's a one-way street. What goes in never comes out.
Since the riots of last year, they left us here to rot.
They figured we would just destroy ourselves, but instead we've thrived.
How about we work together, you know, help each other out?
You're on your own.
Get me out of this! You want to know where she is,
find a way to get me out of this!
Maricruz... Maricruz.
We can assist you should you ever decide,
say, to break out of here.
This conversation's over.
We're trying to do this the easy way.
(distant whistling)
MAN: Think you can do me a favor?
We have a lot to discuss, Lincoln.
Specifically, your brother.
How are we coming with the transfer?
-You got to stay. -What are you talking about?
Dad, I'm so sorry. They got me and Sara.
LINCOLN: You got a week to find this Whistler guy.
Otherwise, they, uh, they both die.
(inaudible)
McGRADY: So where you from up there, bro?
MICHAEL: Chicago.
Michael Jordan.
You meet him?
It's a big city.
(chuckling) Oh, yeah, big city.
Thanks for saving me a spot.
WYATT: Hey!
Forget it!
You ever have sex with blond cheerleader?
Yeah, sure.
You're the man, bro.
How long's the water been out?
Since riots last year.
Government blame us.
They say, "Screw you, you break it."
No water.
Gracias.
Real quick. There's an inmate here named James Whistler.
I'm looking for him.
Welcome to club.
Everybody looking for him.
Why's that?
He killed the mayor of Panama City's son.
In bar fight. Mayor not happy.
(indistinct chatter)
So where is he now?
Disappear.
Some say he might even escape.
MAN: Hey. Hey!
"I don't have no money. I don't have no money."
That's all I hear from you, you know that?
But then I see you with this, huh?
Life must be good, eh?
Look, I'm-- I'm hungry, okay?
You worry about me being hungry.
LECHERO: Hey, hey, hey, hey, come on.
Come on!
But you eat all the time!
Okay, I can see you up there.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, tranquilo!
Tranquilo!
(yells)
There's gonna be more water.
When?
I said there will be more water.
Whew.
Later, bro.
LECHERO: Go. Go.
Spare a little?
-I need some information. -Absolutely.
You slipped this note in my pocket yesterday. Why?
My memory's a little foggy on account of this thirst.
Yeah, it's starting to come back to me now. A little more agua there.
The note.
This guy gave me some rat meat in exchange for putting that in your pocket
and the pocket of the guy you were set to fight.
Why?
He's nuts, that's why.
Anybody who can live down in those sewers doesn't have all his faculties.
Where in the sewers?
(door slamming)
(breathing heavily)
(whispering) Whistler?
Whistler?
(water sloshing)
My name is Michael Scofield.
I was sent to get you out of here.
I'm going to assume they told you I was coming.
Or that someone was coming.
Whistler?
Last chance.
I'm not coming down here again.
(Whistler coughs)
WHISTLER: You're here to get me out of Sona.
Are you surprised?
It's just that it's gonna be a bit difficult getting me out of this hole.
Seeing as if I go above ground and another inmate spots me,
I'm a dead man.
(theme music playing)
(coughs)
There's a... There's a slight misunderstanding that I have with the mayor--
You know what? It's none of my business.
I'll come back and get you when the time is right.
I may not make it that long.
That's your problem, my friend.
I've got problems of my own.
So you work for these people? The ones that want me out of Sona.
Look, just stay put.
As long as no one knows you're here, you should be safe. I'll be back.
Why do they want me out of here so badly? Can you at least tell me that?
Is this the part where you pretend you're innocent?
Just a pawn in all this?
If they told you anything about me before you came here,
you'd know that to be true.
I just want to know what they want with me.
Stay put.
In an effort to save some time,
I'm gonna have to insist that we just skip right past
all the threats I know you're prepared to lay out.
Should anything happen to Sara or LJ,
you will scour the Earth and hunt me down
and rip my heart from my chest and bup, bup, bup.
I absolutely know how you feel, as would I, okay?
So that's done. On to business.
Did your brother get the message?
Good. You and I will meet here every day.
I'll want a full report of the prior day's progress.
When I call your cell phone, answer.
Don't ask me stupid questions. Don't waste my time.
Get a plan together. Execute it.
LJ and Sara will be traded for Whistler. Are we clear?
I want a picture of my son and Sara to prove they're alive.
Fine. I can do that. Next?
Why us?
I'll answer that question so we can put it to bed
and you can focus on your work.
There's a political spotlight on Whistler due to the nature of his crime.
Raids, bribes, what have you, are not an option.
We have to go in through the back door, so to speak.
This can't be done in a week.
You have a week. That's it.
Are we clear?
What's your name?
Susan B. Anthony.
I'm assuming you weren't born by immaculate conception.
You're right, Lincoln.
Family trees being what they are,
moms, dads, brothers, sisters.
Anything happens to my son or Sara,
I'm not coming after you, Susan.
Get to work.
(music playing over radio)
(whispering in Spanish)
It's a deal.
WYATT: His man knocks over the water,
and did you see how Lechero just walked away?
He doesn't care about us! He doesn't give a damn!
Living like a king up there! (speaking gibberish)
Come out, what, are you afraid?
Come on! Lechero, come out!
Por favor.
-Por favor. -Vete.
Vete, perro.
Why you so interested about that guy down there?
(whispering) No reason.
Then why you whispering, college boy?
Why don't you lower your voice already?
What's in it for me?
I'm sorry, do you have any other friends in here besides me? I'm it.
-Friends don't let friends go hungry and thirsty... -All right. All right.
...and damn near half-naked.
I said all right. I'll take care of it!
When?
When I can.
What's the big deal?
Why's he hiding?
Who's he hiding from?
Mayor get message to Lechero,
he say if Whistler guy gets killed here in Sona,
whoever kills him gets to go to court,
gets to see a judge. Judge friendly with mayor.
Kill him and... And you get to get out of here and be free?
That's what Lechero say.
This will stay between me and you.
If your friend wanted you to know, why didn't he tell you?
'Cause... 'Cause you and I are friends now.
Unless you want to be enemies.
Friends.
Good. Me, too.
BELLICK: Sucre?
Sucre, get me out of here, please.
Where's Maricruz?
Maria... Yeah, Maricruz, she's good, she's okay,
but I'm not telling you anything until you get me out of here.
Tell me where she is right now!
You shoot me, you'll end up inside this hellhole.
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