The first 200 lines.
Previously on Prison Break:
If Scylla was like a pizza, all we got is a slice.
So Scylla isn't one card.
It's six.
LINCOLN: How long has it been happening?
It's not a big deal.
It was a big deal when you were thirteen.
Michael told you about Mom?
-No. -As a kid, she got nosebleeds.
In her thirties, they started up again.
How old was your mom when she passed away?
Thirty one. Michael's just turning thirty one.
LINCOLN: Who's that?
That's the man that killed my son.
(phone ringing)
Yes?
It's really like a digital black hole.
It swallows up any electronic data within ten feet of it.
Mr. Glenn?
We got a problem.
What's that do?
It's a battery pack
for a video game console.
You'll need to buy a new one.
Scylla. Get it to me by tomorrow
and you will receive 50% of the fee.
Two days, 25%.
Three days,
I shoot you through the brain.
(phone ringing)
Who is this?
Hello, Michael.
You know what? If Crab ever throws
a psycho at us like this again, I'm going to kill him.
Yeah, well if we don't get this psycho, Crab's going to kill us.
Just have the burner ready.
Got it covered.
After this job, I'm done, man.
I can't do this any more.
What do you think Crab will say about that?
I don't care what Crab says about that.
How can I be a good father if I'm always in prison?
I missed out on my kid's childhood.
I'm not going to miss out on him becoming a man.
You know, not for nothing, but this plan is crazy even for you.
You sure this is the only way?
Yeah.
MAN: Hey look. He's coming out.
He's got the case.
(car engine starts)
Let's buckle up.
Put your hands up! Put your hands up!
You're welcome.
Let's go!
(siren wailing nearby)
So wait a minute. This is your brilliant plan?
You're going to pull a kamikaze mission on the General's car?
Hey.
Now that the device is gone,
your opinion doesn't matter.
Now, shut up and pump.
We know the General travels light.
One limo and a couple of guards.
It ain't the guards I'm worried about. It's the crash.
Look, I never said this was going to be easy.
Just relax.
First off, Panama was a job.
Some other time.
What do you want with Scylla?
That's my business.
We're not in Panama any more,
and I'm not behind a fence, so, again,
what do you want with Scylla?
Same thing you want: bring down the Company.
Great. Then why don't you
give me those missing pages and disappear?
I'd love to. You remember that day
at the Roosevelt when Whistler made off with Lief's card?
Who do you think took the fall for that?
Our names are at the top of the same hit list.
Now, I don't know what arrangement you two have,
but I need some traveling money.
Let's talk about that later.
Why don't we talk about the kind of scum
you're willing to put on the payroll?
SELF: Give me a way to do it without her, and we'll do it.
We need the pages.
It's a package deal.
Are we partners?
Partners.
ROLAND: Look, I barely dropped a nickel in the slots, right?
This guy was all...
We ought to blanket party your ass.
MICHAEL: Where's the device?
Can it be salvaged?
Tell him.
Pit boss walked off with it.
Okay. Well, we're going to call this your early retirement.
You can either go upstairs
and sit on your cot and ride out the rest of this thing,
or I can call Agent Self
and you can ride out the rest of your prison sentence.
Your choice.
I need to talk to you.
So your brother told me about your nosebleeds.
And he told me about your mom.
That wasn't his place.
-To be worried about you? -When Mom got sick,
Linc was at the hospital every day, holding her hand,
watching her die, and he was thirteen.
It changed him. It made him overprotective.
And now he's jumping
to all the wrong conclusions
for all the wrong reasons,
and it's... it's over nothing because
I'm fine.
You don't look fine.
Well, maybe that's because
there's something I have to tell you.
Gretchen's alive.
(whip hitting flesh)
(whip hitting flesh)
She's working with T-Bag,
and they have several pages from Whistler's bird book,
and they want in on Scylla.
Self is cutting them a deal as we speak.
Self knows that they have their own agenda,
but so do we
and as soon as we get those pages back,
Gretchen and T-Bag are going to pay for everything.
They're going to get exactly what's coming to them.
Okay.
This isn't about Gretchen.
It's not about any one person.
And we... we have to finish it.
I need a minute.
Please.
(cries in pain)
LINCOLN: I can't believe this!
SUCRE: What choice do we have?
MICHAEL: Gretchen's on the team.
Like it or not, we need those pages.
SUCRE: Another (speaks Spanish) we're jumping in bed with?
Not exactly new territory for us.
I don't care who we gotta partner up with.
We get those papers, we make with the break-in,
we get this job done.
She could still have ties to the Company, man. I don't know.
We'll worry about Gretchen when the time is right.
For now, let's focus on the General.
This thing with Gretchen doesn't change a thing.
We're, uh...
we're still close.
Closer to Scylla, farther from Wyatt.
You don't know that.
Just stay focused, all right?
This is my focus, okay?
I'm doing the job, okay? All right? All right?
But every day, the trail to my son's killer gets a little bit colder.
That's all I do is focus.
MICHAEL: What are you doing?
Um... It's just... uh...
We're going to need that downstairs.
Yeah. I'll just, uh... be up here.
(phone buzzing)
I see you two have come to an agreement.
She's on work release,
just like you.
What kind of work?
You and the secretary keep things quiet in the office
while Michael tunnels to Scylla.
(chuckles)
You really think
Scofield's gonna keep his word, huh?
You horsewhipped the woman he loves.
Michael wants Scylla just as badly as we do.
Yeah, he wanted out of prison, too.
Our partnership lasted long enough for that to happen,
and then... (whistles) we parted ways.
Trust me.
TRISHANNE: Yeah, um, go in, sir.
Scofield will use you, and then he's gonna
bury the knife in your back
for what you did to his lady friend.
TRISHANNE: Mr. Pfeiffer. Cole.
(speaking native language)
Where's Scylla?
Good morning to you, too, sir.
Gentlemen.
I gave you three days.
Where's Scylla?
T-BAG: Now, uh, Mr. Feng, let's not do anything rash.
So you're Feng.
We haven't actually met in person.
I was the liaison between the Company and your
Chinese employers on Operation Copperhead.
Susan?
That's right.
You went from working for the Company
to stealing the one thing that could destroy them.
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