After the quick recap, the show jumped off with Michael out in the prison yard (AGAIN) talking to his escape buddies Abruzzi and Sucre. He explained that their cell was New York City and the way out, through the infirmary, was California. The pipes they'd be walking in between the buildings were therefore Route 66. Cute story, Michael, but Mr. Know-It-All should have put a US map tattoo on his thigh or something. Route 66's eastern terminus was in Chicago - Michael's hometown. Abruzzi didn't care about that oversight; he was far more concerned about how he was going to join the escape at all. Aha, Michael had that sorted out - the gang would need to dig an "on-ramp" through the floor of a storage building situated between the cells and the infirmary into the escape pipe. All that would require is a reason for the work detail crew to be in the building, unsupervised, with digging implements. And all that in less than 17 days - no problem!

What was a problem was T-Bag, the racist gay rapist pedophile murderer guy with the NC-17 nickname. Since he knows about the escape plan, he is now a huge liability. He also wants to know about the developing plans and how he's going to join the crew for the big night. T-Bag does have the boys by the balls, so to speak, and he knows it. Everyone hates T-Bag, but no one can piss him off - lest he sing to the guards about the hole in Michael's cell wall. Damn, a real Catch-22... I guess you could call this a Major Major Major Major problem. (That's right, I'm going with highbrow literary references on you this week. Gotta do something to keep those crazy Laguna commenters away, right?)