T-Bag looks at his freshly sewed-on hand. Are we supposed to believe that this hand is actually going to work, and not just turn black and drop off again within a day or two? So, in other words, the vet reconnected all of the bones, muscles, tendons, veins, arteries, and nerves? Damn. T-Bag's hand looks pretty gross and he responds to the sight by hurling in his own lap.

This vet's day just keeps getting worse.

Michael tells Link that it's time to go - a quick stop in Utah to pick up the loot, and then it's off to Mexico. Link tells Michael about L.J.'s hearing. Wouldn't you know it, he doesn't want to vanish and leave his kid in the lurch. Of course Michael can't really argue with this, even though he tries. Link says they have to snatch L.J. from the courtroom today - after that, he'll be in prison and then they would have to, well, break him out. He points out that Veronica (a.k.a. Duckface - thanks, Umnata) already got snuffed. Michael says they will have to get L.J. later because right now, "There's no plan in place." I'm starting to get the feeling that this Michael guy is kind of anal. Can't do anything without a whole damn elaborate plan. I bet he's no fun at all for a spontaneous night out on the town. He'd be all, "Hang on a second, before we can leave, I have to have the coordinates of the restaurant tattooed on my ass in the form of a fake phone number."

The Three Stooges say their goodbyes to Michael and Link. There is an especially touching hug between Michael and Sucre. Aw - roomies! Sucre says that he will "die trying" to get Maricruz back. Uh ... foreshadowing much? It's sad, I like Sucre, but I have rarely seen a character so obviously marked for a heartbreaking death. The Stooges walk off into the sunset. Michael is then forced to agree to Link's utterly insane plan to snatch L.J.

We're back at Fox River. Bellick and another guard are bitching about the escape. Bellick says this proves why you should never let women in the military, the police, or the prison-guarding profession. Unfortunately, he kind of has a point. It's not like Dr. Tancredi made some mistake that anyone else with her job, male or female, would also have made. No, she screwed up because she had the hots for a sexy inmate and he hypnotized her with his piercing blue eyes. Thanks for setting womankind back fifty years in the workplace, Dr. Tancredi! Bellick calls Tancredi "Dr. Sweet Cheeks," which sounds like something Mel Gibson would say. Pope interrupts to tell Bellick that they have been pulled off the case, and the FBI is in charge now. Bellick is not cool with this. Pope says that the two of them have been called to a meeting at the Department of Corrections.

Tweener is hanging out in a train station in St. Louis. He pickpockets a guy's wallet and contemplates stealing the identity of one Scott Holbrenner.

In the garage where the getaway car is parked, Link calls the courthouse pretending to be a reporter so he can get the time of the hearing. He tells Michael that it's at 3:00 and that he has a plan to pose as L.J.'s attorney. Yeah, that should work. Meanwhile, Michael succeeds in starting the car.

Pope and Bellick are getting grilled by a panel of suits in a room filled with dark wood bookshelves. Looks like Pope is getting skewered for being such a patsy. Pope says that he trusted Wentworth. He doesn't explain about the popsicle-stick Taj Mahal. Gee, whyever not? Bellick is also on the hook, for the fact that the prisoners were able to dig a hole in the floor while they were on work duty. Pope says that prisoners always work really slowly, so it wouldn't have seemed weird that they were taking forever to finish their actual work. Yes, but that doesn't really answer the question of why no one was ever watching them.

The panel takes it up a notch, asking Bellick if it's true that he sold the right to supervise the work detail to the highest bidder. Pope seems to actually think that Bellick is being falsely accused. Then Geary walks in as a surprise witness, and Pope and Bellick both appear to be scared shitless. Remember, Geary was actually guilty of shaking down the inmates, but our escapee pals also set him up for allegedly abusing Wentworth, with the whole burned-guard-shirt deal.

I smell a rat.

Geary tells the panel that Bellick sold the work detail to John Abruzzi. Bellick is squeezed into admitting it, although he says he had no reason to suspect that an escape plot was in the works. Pope just looks sick. I actually feel sorry for him. The panel sends Bellick and Pope out into the hallway; Geary has a total shit-eating grin on his face. Out in the hallway, Pope is just disgusted; he has nothing to say to Bellick.

The hand-sewing vet is cleaning up his workspace. T-Bag's hand is nicely bandaged. The vet offers him some antibiotics and painkillers. He says that for his dog and cat patients, he recommends these be coated in peanut butter, but for T-Bag, that shouldn't be necessary. Oh, this guy is about to come to a bad end. He tells T-Bag he can leave, and the Bag says, "Oh, I'm leavin'. You're not." Ah, the good old criminal-on-the-run, sew-me-up-and-then-I-kill-you routine. Seriously, why do the doctors in these situations always cooperate with the criminals? They never let them live in the end.

Posted by Amanda on August 30, 2006 2:11 PM