Part of the fun with Prison Break is that you're not meant to take it all that seriously, and yet it gives me more heartburn than anything else on television. Except maybe the news. Or anything that contains the words "Heidi" or "Spencer." The point is, damn, people! More corpses this week, and more close calls, and the "dun!"s just keep on comin'. Plus, Linc in a police uniform, which is just as amusing as it sounds.
"NO LIGHT! LINC NO SEE! LINC SCARED!"
4.04 Eagles and Angels. Sara does an awful lot of thousand-yard-staring out into the harbor, huh? Poor thing, everyone she knew before she started making googoo eyes at Michael Scofield is dead, except for one. Yeah, um, got some bad news for you there, doc. It's actually zero, but she's got a few minutes before she finds out about that. For now she's falling back on the googoo eyes thing, and who wouldn't, with Michael promising yet again that someday they'll sail off into the sunset together. Stop promising stuff, Michael! Do you know what the mortality rate is on this show? Knock on some damn wood! She also reminds us that she was a serious no-foolin' alcoholic not too long ago (Aw, that's how Kellerman got ahold of her, was AA meetings. Stop reminding me of Kellerman, show, and those Private Practice ads on the tvgasm front page aren't helping.) That exposition does not bode well for her, but for now they're all cute and he makes her laugh and Sucre totally ruins the moment by telling Michael they found something, thus reminding everyone that they're all living in a secret Warehouse of Justice trying to bring down the Legion of Corporate Doom, Inc., otherwise they all go to prison. So that's kind of a buzzkill.
They're squinting at the grainy cellphone video Michael took of the supersecret superspy supervillain meeting from last week. They can't make out any license numbers, but they do notice that one car has a diplomatic plate from Turkey. Mm, turkey. Amusingly, Bellick is jibber jabbering about how Prior Planning Prevents Piss-Poor Performance (the six Ps!) but no one cares. He wants to start thinking about the break-in, but Michael reminds him that it's moot until they have all the cards. They decide to do some recon at the Turkish consulate.
Ha. T-Bag is trying on his new identity in the mirror. "Cole Pfeiffer, how are ya? That's Cole Pfeiffer, P-F-I-E-dammit!" He psychs himself up, drawing imaginary guns at his reflection, and spends a few minutes fine-tuning Cole Pfeiffer's salesman laugh. I have to tell you, I'm liking the stache, but I can't figure out who he reminds me of. John Waters? Schneider from One Day At A Time, which probably aired ten years before most of you were born? I will spend this entire season trying to figure it out and it's going to drive me bonkers. Ideas?
Why, I'd buy anything from this charming mustachioed fellow!
Linc, Michael, Mahone and Sucre are stalking the car with the Turkish plates. Michael puts the Data Sucker Upper on the dash and tries to get close enough to copy it, but they keep losing the signal, even though they've kept close to their guy. Well, turns out their guy isn't their guy at all. Their real guy is actually the consul's attractive, heavily guarded wife, Lisa. So progressive! Way to break through the Evil Glass Ceiling. One of her security guys looks at Linc all squinty-eyed like he knows he doesn't belong there. Mahone notices the extra attention and they leave empty-handed. And empty-Data-Sucker-Uppered.
Back at the Batcave, Sara is studying the Bulletin Board of Truth as Roland confidentially tells Bellick he agrees with his rant from earlier, and he'll back Bellick up if he wants to part ways with the others. He offers his knuckles for a Terrorist Fist Bump™ and Bellick totally leaves him hanging. Why you wanna burn all your bridges, Brad? I don't see anyone else offering you fist bumps. Sara's phone rings and it's Self, and she already looks kind of terrified just hearing his voice, cause it can't be good. He tells her Bruce Bennett was found dead this morning. But he went to this totally awesome imaginary picnic first, I swear! She's stunned and I want to hug her.
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Comments (10)
T-Bag kinda reminds me of a younger version of Warden Pope. It's the 'stache.
Probably just me though. I haven't had any caffeine yet.
1 of 10 | Posted by Firthguy | Posted on September 18, 2008 5:19 AM
isn't wyatt's resume impressive? me and my buddy did the imdb thing after the premire. his BEST cameo: sports night, where he plays a fill in anchor who is fearful his girlfriend is breaking up with him. in fact, me and my friend still call him steve sarris.
2 of 10 | Posted by baymenxpac | Posted on September 18, 2008 7:46 AM
I think T-Bag (aka the creepiest, scariest man on tv in a long time) looks like Morgan Spurlock from Supersize Me.
3 of 10 | Posted by lirpa | Posted on September 19, 2008 11:29 AM
Okay, I just googled Morgan Spurlock and maybe I'm wrong...But it's the first person that came to mind when I saw T-Bag! Like the creepiest guy and the nicest guy ever. Wierd.
4 of 10 | Posted by lirpa | Posted on September 19, 2008 11:31 AM
Re: Cress Williams, anybody who went anywhere near Veronica Mars gets points with me. Even Steve Guttenberg.
Re: T-Bag, you guys are doing better than I am. He definitely reminds me of somebody, but it might be like, some guy who works at my oil change place or something.
If that's what it is, I will probably have to find a new place to change my oil.
5 of 10 | Posted by loula | Posted on September 19, 2008 1:42 PM
so when T-Bag finally makes it to his office, my first thought is "damn, that secretary is proud of her boobies! as she very well should be!" but i'm kinda worried, because no doubt T-Bag has noticed the girls, and women who catch his eye don't normally fare well. well, except the nun-whore (figures - T-bag's relationship with a sweet single mom goes to hell but things work out great with the prison hooker!)
but he obviously has bigger fish, or at least birds, to fry. so hopefully the little bit of "innocent flirting" between T-Bag and Fun-Bags won't really be expanded upon. but knowing how sadistic the Prison Break writers can be, i don't know how much optimism is warranted.
6 of 10 | Posted by josef | Posted on September 22, 2008 1:09 AM
also, it's good to have you back loula. sorry that hurricane had to cause you guys so much hell down there. here's to clear skies and stormy plotlines!
7 of 10 | Posted by josef | Posted on September 22, 2008 1:14 AM
I remember him from 90210, in fact, my husband and I have been calling him Deshawn Hardell on this show too...
And Bobbie McBooberson the receptionist was Lindsey on the OC...I had to imdb that after watching it as I couldn't place her, but thought I'd throw that out there!
8 of 10 | Posted by LNNC92 | Posted on September 22, 2008 8:39 AM
LOL - Bobbie = Boobie...oops!!
9 of 10 | Posted by LNNC92 | Posted on September 22, 2008 8:45 AM
Aside from trying to figure out who T-Bag and his 'stache remind me of (I'm on board w/ it being John Waters), I've been trying to figure out what's up with Roland's aka "the douche's" accent.
Has he been taking acting lessons from the John Travolta/Vinnie Barbarino School of Acting?! I keep waiting for him to tell Linc or Mahone, "Up your nose with a rubba hose!"
10 of 10 | Posted by goettin | Posted on September 25, 2008 8:24 AM