T-Bag is still babysitting the hostages, Gretchen's sister Rita and her daughter/niece Emily. He confirms that yes, Gretchen is the kid's mom, and no, the kid doesn't know it. He looks at a photo that really does look quite a bit like Gretchen, and idly remarks "cute girl." Iwww. "If you have to do something, do it to me," Rita warns him, and he responds with hilarious indignation: "What do you think I am, a monster? Yes, actually, that is generally what she thinks of people who hold her and her daughter/niece hostage at gunpoint. And she doesn't even know about all that shit in Season 2! Poor pathetic T-Bag says he's a prisoner too, a prisoner of his own identity! For a few brief days - or weeks maybe, I'm not especially clear on the timeline this season - he was Cole Pfeiffer, star salesman and proud owner of double-embossed Eggshell White business cards. Now he's just Theodore Bagwell. But hey, we are who we are! He throws his business card theatrically to the ground, insofar as the laws of physics allow such a thing.

Linc is still trying to convince Michael that Self has a good deal on the table, but Michael says whoever this guy is, he's just another Baldy waiting to happen. Sucre texts Michael: "I'm in." "In" in this case meaning "in Self's trunk, with the help of a cool fake trunk thingy I MacGyvered awhile ago." Neat. Too bad he can't hear too well in there, though, because it would probably help Michael to know that one of the canisters Self shot into the warehouse was actually some kind of magic infrared camera thingy which is delivering live images of the warehouse to a computer in Gretchen's lap.

Sara - poor, long-suffering, needs a bubble bath and a foot massage and a boyfriend who isn't narrowly avoiding death on at least a daily basis Sara - tells Michael he's built up a tolerance to the meds, and upping the dosage any further will give side effects just as bad as the tumor itself. "Then I'll manage without it," he declares stubbornly, failing to add "nnnnyuh!" and stick his tongue out. Michael is exasperated with Linc - can't he and his giant head understand that everything that's happened all started with the company? Sara, yet again the smartest person in the room, suggests that maybe that's not how it looks from where Linc's standing. For Linc it all started with his little brother breaking him out of prison, so anything that happens to Michael now will feel like Linc's fault. She warns him he's dangerously close to "fanaticism" territory, and he might want to reconsider his eagerness to die for the cause. Because damn, Michael, don't you need to stay alive at least long enough to take this lady out for a really, really nice dinner?

Sucre hears Gretchen and Self leave the car, so he gets out to see where they've led him, which is the Fauntleroy Hotel. He steals the remaining tear gas canisters for good measure. He's got sticky fingers. We are who we are!

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Treatment options for hypothalamic hamartoma: A: Brain surgery; B: Anticonvulsive injections, cold cream and alfalfa.

Michael's secretly shooting up in the bathroom, which I guess means he's doing the totally genius move of completely blowing off Sara's warning about extra meds, because hey, what the hell does she know about medicine that he doesn't, right? Sometimes I want to smack Michael across the face and make him apologize to Sara for swearing vengeance for her death, then upon finding out she's not dead, failing to ever consider her opinion on anything. Sheesh. Anyway, he quickly hides the needle as Linc comes in to let him know Sucre's mission is going swimmingly. Michael, perhaps taking my advice and considering Sara's opinion on something, tells Linc that he went into Fox River to break him out, and he did it, and he'll never regret it no matter what happens. Translation: Remember this conversation when you're trying in vain to comfort yourself regarding my impending death, the leadup to which can be traced directly to your thuggy actions.

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Comments (6)

pixielated:

"We are prepared to offer you your freedom, in exchange for your awesome limited edition Sleeping Michael sweatshirt." hahahaha--love it!

"Linc no like Bluetooth"--y'know, he really does look (and act) that dumb.

Wasn't the Bible salesman (for some reason I know the actor's name is Rafael Sbarge)in a scene previously that made it obvious he was working for the Company? I have this mental picture of him standing on a bridge talking to somebody--Agent Blocks out the Sun? OK, the bridge part might be wrong. Anyhow, I totally knew he was a fake.

pixielated:

OK, I'll admit it, I remember Rafael Sbarge because he was a regular on The Guardian. That starred Simon Baker. He (Rafael) had less hair then. Simon had about the same amount.

josef:

so i know that it's frowned upon to inject unnecessary logic here, but we know Michael has this brain tumor thing going on and should avoid physical exertion. so during the attempt to nab Scylla from Self and Gretchen, why didn't they put michael on the roof with the potato cannon and let Linc handle all of the running and punching? sounds to me like they weren't maximizing their synergies.

BONUS: just before Linc fires the potato-cannon-tear-gas-launcher, we hear the Wyatt Synth Riff of Doom return! boo yah

mamabird:

Loula....I haven't been able to comment until now because everytime I tried to think of something coherant to say, I would start laughing when I thought of your sleeping michael sweatshirt screencap....So funny. I think that might actually be your funniest yet...which is a serious compliment. Just when I think you can't get any more awesome...you do! And I am glad. Show is getting so tense and I am enjoying every minute of it! Thanks for continuing to recap, even when it is cleary tough for you to get it out! You still have some obsessive fans who will wait for it whenever it comes!

loula:

You guys are so freaking nice I feel guilty for being tardy all the time! If I ever figure out a way to make watching TV look like I'm working, you'll get it by Tuesday night.

Next week's probably won't go up until after xmas, since 1) I'm sure I'm not the only one with 34423746 things to do that week, and 2) it's also my birthday week, and 3) it's the last ep till spring, so having the recap a bit later will help tide you over! It's a public service! You're welcome.

FruityLoops:

LOVE these recaps!! I haven't posted before now b/c I've been watching them on DVR and now I'm finally caught up.

I don't know what Tombstone II means either, but Tombstone does sound familiar. Was it something that their father was working on? I'm sure we'll find out soon enough. PLEASE hurry with the next recap. Can't wait!

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