But that wasn't the real kicker. The big pre-credits cliffhanger was that Agent Mahone was now in New Mexico (even though he'd been digging up dead bodies in his backyard about ten minutes prior). Yes, he was ready to bust up this rendez-vous between Michael and Sara, and it wasn't gonna be pretty! Can't wait for William Fichtner to overact through this!
After the opening credits, we found Dr. Sara Tancredi in a motel where she was passing the time suffering from black-and-white flashbacks and general torment. At one point, she stared at herself in the mirror, being reflective, quite literally. She also remembered that she had a special key that Michael had given her, and since now was as good a time as any, she decided to attach it to her keychain. Why she hadn't done this before was beyond me, but hey, better late than never!
Meanwhile, up in Colorado, after a mere five minutes since being captured in Arizona, Lincoln and LJ arrived at a remote house. A random dude opened up Lincoln's door, and when he stepped out of the car, Lincoln brusquely asked, "Who you looking at?" Well, he was clearly looking at you. After all, he was opening your door. What did you expect him to do? Cover his eyes in genuflection?
Once inside this house, the blond girl asked where Michael was. Lincoln was immediately suspicious, but the girl explained that she was merely trying to help. Hmmmm... we'll see about that, lady!
Elsewhere in America, Mahone was busy questioning hotel owners in Gila, NM, and Sara, meanwhile, received a fax under her door. All it said was for her to be at 16781 Butterfield Road in one hour. A new address! But was the fax from Michael? Or was it a trap?
While we pondered that, we then headed off to a random highway where a shirtless Sucre was tending to his ghetto car, which had officially died. What to do? Next thing we knew, he was now in a small town (and wearing a shirt). Did he go to a mechanic? No. Did he steal a car? No. Did he do anything that would potentially cure his automotive woes? No. Instead, he called Maricruz's sister Therésa. As usual, he was all blustery and in need of contact with Maricruz, but bad news: she and her sister were flying to Mexico in like an hour. By the way, it's nice to see that the Feds trace any and all contact C-Note has with his lovely wife, but Maricruz and Theresa? Naaah...
Well, Sucre finally convinced Theresa to relay a message: have Maricruz call him back at this pay phone in one hour. He'll be riiight there. Great! Sounds completely foolproof! Absolutely nothing could go wrong!
Back in New Mexico, Sara had traveled to Butterfield road, but no one was there. Was this a trap? It sure felt like one. Suddenly, an old crappy car began lurking towards her. Get out of your car, Sara! Get out! Turns out all our anxiety was for naught. Michael held true to his word and stepped out of the mystery car. That's right: doctor and patient reunited at last!
After the commercial break, Mahone arrived at Sara's motel, and of course, it only took about two seconds for him to obtain a copy of Michael's fax. The front desk attendant said that it had come in about twenty minutes ago, which didn't really make sense since the fax ordered Sara to meet at the address in an hour, and she was already there, so, um, someone's watch was all screwed up. Anyway, Mahone held up the address and asked the guy, "Do you know where that is?" Duh! It's 16781 Butterfield Road! The address is on there!
Nevertheless, the guy answered Mahone with "It's five minutes away." And just like that, the agent stormed out of the motel. Apparently he didn't actually want directions. He merely wanted to know if the man had a general knowledge of the surrounding area.
Back at the rendezvous, Tancredi was all sorts of mad at Michael. She wanted answers from him, but all he could offer up was a feeble plan to escape to Panama. Well, Sara wasn't happy about this, and she lambasted him for helping to put T-Bag back on the streets. Michael apologized profusely, saying, "My brother was going to die."
"My father's dead!" Sara snapped back. OUCH! Way to go, Scoffield. Well, because Michael is our resident hero, we then had to watch him get all choked up and Concerned for a few minutes. However, this remorseful interlude was cut short when a car then appeared out of nowhere, barreling down Butterfield Road with a dust cloud of rage behind it. MAHONE.
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Comments (11)
Hey B-Side, how about you recap like every episode of every show on here? I mean no disrespect to any other writers, they are great and keep me coming back, but you are MJ to their Charles Barkley.
P.S. - If you no longer need to avoid "Saw" then netflix "Hostel"...that should make you grimace/puke.
1 of 11 | Posted by Steve
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Posted on November 12, 2006 12:28 AM
I enjoyed this recap almost as much as I enjoy this show. Maybe it's the total hotness of Wentworth Miller but I LOVE this show.
Anyway, I thought Tancredi was ripping the wiring out of Mahone's car so he couldn't chase them.
And I'd like to nominate 'Dick' as the worst nickname ever... but 'Link' is definitely up there.
2 of 11 | Posted by carabiner
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Posted on November 12, 2006 7:14 AM
b-side, this was hilarious. none of the previous recaps have captured the sublime absurdity of 'prison break,' a show where logic and reason have been out to lunch for so long that it wouldn't surprise me if people started pulling off rubber masks (a-HA!! it was you all along!!). t-bag's magic hand has to take the prize for 'biggest insult to the viewers' intelligence,' right behind the implication that wentworth miller likes girls.
one minor correction: the key sarah tancredi was fondling did not come from michael, but, rather, was discovered by sarah on the floor of her father's office when she found him hanging by the neck from his own belt (conveniently, the dastardly minions of E-vil president elliot's-annoying-wife-from-thirtysomething are clever enough to mastermind a fake suicide by the governor of illinois and nominee for vice president, but failed to notice a stray safety deposit box key on the freakin' FLOOR when they were wiping the room for prints).
last season was just as ludicrous, but somehow more believable (or, at least, enjoyable). maybe leaving behind the prison setting is part of the problem; maybe it's just that michael scofield is sort of turning out to be a bit of a second-rate super-genius, what with all of the clumsy slip-ups and bone-headed plays.
ah, well. it'll have to do until '24' gets started.
3 of 11 | Posted by jack
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Posted on November 12, 2006 7:31 AM
I keep telling myself not to get hung up on the logic lapses, but the whole "meet me in one hour" and "the fax came in 20 minutes ago" thing was painful. Sometimes I think the writers aren't just careless, they are actually fucking with us.
That being said, I think carabiner is right, Sarah was disabling Mahone's car.
I'm enjoying how much trouble Scofield is having this season. It's nice to see hime struggle a bit more with how he can't control everything, while still coming up with his Wile. E. Coyote plans. I really liked the hotel scene between him and Sarah where she called him on how much he got off on it.
Oh, and someone please kill off Sucre. I will never, ever, care about his plotline.
4 of 11 | Posted by brilliantmistake
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Posted on November 12, 2006 8:42 AM
Either my gaydar is completely turned off or my hormones are overriding it. Wentworth Miller is HOT!!! Oh, wait a minute. Most guys I think are hot are also gay. Well, CRAP!!
5 of 11 | Posted by RealityTV4Me
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Posted on November 12, 2006 10:11 AM
Wait, did Christmas come early this year? B-Side recapping TV's most ludicrously entertaining show? Sweet.
6 of 11 | Posted by Ms. Tumnus
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Posted on November 12, 2006 6:52 PM
I have to read these re-caps every week to remind me what happened. I don't pay much attention to the show. I only watch for Wentworth ~swoon~
7 of 11 | Posted by LuvzSunshine
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Posted on November 13, 2006 8:45 AM
I don't even watch the show anymore. My head was about to explode with rage at the illogical plot twists. But I confess I come here to TVG for solace and companionship. This week it's a special treat, having the mighty B-Side do the recap himself. Amanda improved over Umnata (I think it was him), and now B-Side brings his unique style and super sharp snark to what is easily the dumbest show on TV. So dumb that people watch just to rail at it.
So, come on in and stay a while, B-Side. We like your style.
8 of 11 | Posted by Tony A.
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Posted on November 13, 2006 9:27 AM
Fox sent us an advance screener of tonight's show. I won't spoil anything, obvs, but there is some ridiculous, ridiculous shit in there. Like, it makes NO sense.
All I have to say is: slow-mo shell drop.
9 of 11 | Posted by B-Side
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Posted on November 13, 2006 9:37 AM
The recap was great B-side. I agree, the show just makes you totally suspend belief. Everyone gets away at just the right moment. So many chances, more than 9 lives. And yet, I still watch.
10 of 11 | Posted by may1
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Posted on November 13, 2006 10:14 AM
I'm trying to guess what the big 'secret' will be that they keep hinting at in the commercials. If it's not totally ridiculous, then it wouldn't be PB. No other show has me on the edge of my seat one minute and laughing at how ridiculous it is the next. I love it!!
11 of 11 | Posted by carabiner
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Posted on November 13, 2006 10:19 AM