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Michael and T-Bag drop down into some kind of utility room thingy. Your average Prison Break secret hidey hole, you know the drill. Anyway, T-Bag wants to know what's next, and Michael's all "I don't know, I'm done helping you." T-Bag points the gun at him as incentive: "What's next?" Michael is standing next to a caged-off area of some kind, and he just looks idly at it and muses, "I think I'll lock you in this room, and you'll go back to Fox River." T-Bag laughs, until he turns and runs face-first into a pistol-whip from Mahone. Heh. They take his gun and lock him in the storage cage thingy. Mahone says Self's on his way, so I guess this is the plan he was referring to in the parking garage earlier. "Got your message" he says, showing Michael the origami swan. Wait, what? So Mahone figured out what "Gate" meant, then told Self, then wandered around the office till he found the open door, then the open trap door? I mean, sure, I guess I can buy that, why the hell not. T-Bag is absolutely rabid, yelling like a crazy person, and they just kind of ignore him and walk off.

Sucre and his new sugar daddy are in his big fancy suite, chatting about Vegas and how any form of pleasure is acceptable there. Sucre is squirmy. At one point Card Guy opens the briefcase he's keeping his card in. Roland notices the Sucker Upper is filling up and says Sucre must be in close proximity, probably getting oiled. I am finding these sophomoric gay jokes amusing, but Linc looks like he's about to grab Roland and snap him in half over his knee like a really annoying twig. Card Guy takes one of many thousand dollar chips out of the briefcase and asks if Sucre's ever been in the military. He's all "no sir," which I also find amusing. Well, Card Guy was in the military, and long story short, he got a purple heart for a friendly fire exchange that left him with nonfunctional man parts. Sucre is confused, and so am I. "I'd like you to meet my wife," he says, and a woman who is the very definition of "cougar" stands grinning in the doorway. He can't have sex with her, so he pays other people have to do it for him. Sucre, at this point, does not say, "oh, wow, misunderstanding, I'm totally gay and those pneumatic breasts do not appeal to me in any way so I'll be going now, kthanxbai!" Sucre considers. This is a different proposal entirely! He looks at the chip and makes a "eh, might as well!" face. I have to say that I really didn't see that twist coming at all, and I love it when that happens.

Meanwhile, we see the others, obviously impatient, waiting for Sucre. He walks in and heads directly for a beer. Linc doesn't ask any questions, just tells Roland to download the card info and then it's time to go. Roland can't resist asking what happened. "His wife was up there." "And...?" "Stays in Vegas" he says, handing over the Data Sucker Upper. In all fairness, it was a pretty sweet deal. As they're headed out of the casino, Roland, all shifty-eyed again, says he's gonna hit the head and catch up with them. Oh, you are not. He consults his Sucker Upper and finds a slot machine he can tell is about to pay out, and sure enough it does. Also, he literally could not look more suspicious. The security guys from earlier corner him pretty quickly, calling him by name and reminding him he wasn't supposed to show his squirrely face around there again. In the entire state of Nevada, even. Oh, and also, they confiscate the Data Sucker Upper. Way to ruin everything for a few quarters you didn't even get to keep, genius. LINC ANGRY. Roland says the data's already downloaded, but Linc reminds him that he said he'd need a month to make a new one, so card #6, which I guess is Baldy's, will be a lot harder to get without it.

You can go ahead and make your own "helping hand/lending a hand/give him a hand/you gotta hand it to him" joke here.

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