The first 200 lines.
Previously on Prison Break:
C-NOTE: Hey, yo, we're headed out man.
Good luck.
I hope you find the girl, buddy.
Baby, what the hell is going on?
Yeah, well Hector says
that you can serve your full sentence.
What are you doing here? Where's Maricruz?
She's with me now.
What's this I hear about you coming home soon?
You're not getting your daughter's hopes up, are you?
C-NOTE: You sitting down?
Your man is coming home this week.
We can make it to the courthouse on foot from here.
You don't understand, everything is in that car.
I've been clean for eighteen months now.
I want to help people get
from where I've been to where I am.
You were right.
I should never have gotten you involved in this.
BELLICK: I just need to know what Michael Scofield
wanted from you in exchange for the green card.
Caroline, I've been doing this for fifteen years,
and it's never been about anything other than you,
your family and, most importantly, this country.
Now, I need to know who I'm working for here.
You are working for me.
Are you aware of any arrangement
Officer Bellick had
with any inmate regarding Prison Industries?
Yeah, he sold it to John Abruzzi.
Officer Brad Bellick,
you're terminated, effective immediately.
MOM: They just announced the rewards on the TV.
How much?
$100,000 a piece.
The money is just outside of Tooele, Utah.
(alarm buzzing)
Truck!
Get men in all the area hospitals.
Wherever they are, one of them is bleeding good.
We got to move.
I can't.
(garbled police radio transmission)
You put in all that work, break out of prison,
only to end up dead at the bottom of a ditch.
Kind of sad really.
So which one of them was it?
(overlapping chatter)
We've got a blanket on all the hospitals.
Free clinics?
If they've got Band-Aids and Bactine,
we've got a body in there.
The brothers come in for medical,
they're getting it in a van on the way back to Fox River.
Anything break on the other six?
Eyes and ears on the families.
So far, no hits. Maybe just laying low.
What's the hardest thing in the world for a con to do?
Nothing?
Few things in life are certain, Ms...?
Lang. Death, taxes,
and the fact that a man on the run
will make a mistake sometime in the first seventy two hours.
Needing distance, he'll steal a car.
Needing money, he'll rob a store.
Needing help, he'll trust someone that he shouldn't.
And when he does...
he will leave behind the crumbs that will take us right to him.
(knocking at door)
I need your help.
Michael, what are you doing?
Cayenne pepper.
What?
In your kitchen, do you have any?
Um... yeah, maybe.
I'm going to need some rubbing alcohol, some towels
and painkillers, whatever you got.
And some booze.
MICHAEL: Please!
Easy, easy, easy, easy.
(groans)
It's fine, man, let's just keep moving.
We keep moving, and that leg keeps bleeding.
The leg keeps bleeding,
and we're not getting out of Illinois.
This is going to hurt. (groans)
That's good, that's good, that's good.
This will seal the capillaries.
(groans)
Michael, you should not have come here.
The police have been here asking questions.
We didn't have a choice.
Listen, you know I'm thankful
for the help with the green card,
but I just don't want to get involved.
I know it wasn't part of our deal.
I know, I know.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
But there was nowhere else to go.
When I saw you on the news, I was worried.
I just hoped you had crossed the border by now.
So did I.
Keep giving him these.
See if you can find him some clean clothes.
Okay.
I got to go back and get our car.
Forget the car.
We can get another.
I don't need a car, I need that car.
Why?
Because in that car
is everything we need to disappear.
What have you got?
AGENT: Here we go, boss, one of the blues
hauled in a vagrant a couple hours ago.
Seems the man was in possession
of an item or two that didn't
exactly belong to him.
Looks like we got our first mistake.
Hey, you got any of that oriental jerky?
Excuse me?
Teriyaki flavor.
No.
You got any in the back?
Uh, let me check.
And, uh, give me a bottle of that Early Times
while you're back there, junior.
Feel free to earn your paycheck today.
Watch the store. I'll be right back.
How goes it, Roy?
To be honest, Roy, I could have done
without the knee to the junk.
You bit me, Brad.
Like a little girl, you bit me.
Well, you had it coming.
Yeah, probably did.
You know, it's crazy, us taking it out
on each other for how things turned out.
You want someone to blame, how about those convicts
staring up at us from the papers every morning?
They took my job, my pension... my dignity.
When they went over that wall,
they took all of it right along with them.
Everything I worked for my whole life.
You see that reward they got?
Those ass-hats are worth more dead
than you and I are alive.
Not for long.
What do you mean?
I mean somebody's going to get that money, might as well be me.
You know, a job like that
might go a little smoother with an extra pair of hands.
You really think I'm going to split that reward with you?
I'm just saying, you run into those brothers,
two of them, one of you.
You might find yourself wishing for a good wingman.
Just get it done, Mike.
(hangs up receiver)
How are you doing?
May I help you?
Yeah, I hope so, Chuck.
I think you may have towed my car.
What did it look like?
MAHONE: What did it look like?
The car you stole the backpack from.
What did it look like?
I don't know, man, maybe it was... gray.
It's a gray Accord.
License number?
VAGRANT: Look, man, that's all I know.
I wasn't after the car.
Thought the bag had some clothes in it.
You remember where the car was parked?
Where'd you park it?
Corner of Hancock and 15th.
I don't know, maybe around 15th somewhere,
but it ain't going to be there any more.
What do you mean?
That's the reason I didn't get
to grab anything else.
Tow truck rolls up.
Already on it.
Okay.
It's going to be sixty bucks for the tow,
$24 for the overnight.
(clears throat)
All right, I'll be right back with your vehicle.
Shouldn't take but a few minutes.
(sighs)
(phone ringing)
MAN: Hello?
SUCRE: Petey, it's Sucre.
As in, Fernando Sucre?
Is there another one? Man, I hope not.
But my boy Sucre would not be calling me on the telephone,
thereby making me an accessory to his dumb-ass escape, man.
I-I'm sorry, bro, I just...
I just... I just need you to get a hold of Maricruz.
I can't call her cell,
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