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So sure enough, Stanton and some other Homeland Security guys raid the warehouse looking for the escaped cons who allegedly killed the totally upstanding and noble Agent Don Self. Michael et al are watching from the wharf. Stanton calls Michael and tells him to surrender, because dude, you think you can steal a zillion dollar thingamabob and kill two DHS agents and still get your immunity deal? And this is the point at which they realize that Self fucked them over even more thoroughly than they thought a few minutes ago.

So everybody's back in a cheap crappy hotel room, which despite the lack of stylish Scandinavian office furniture is still probably more comfortable than the warehouse. So hey! That's something! I hope Sara gets a bubble bath. Things are rather tense, with Linc all yelly, furious and annoyed that the others aren't as furious and annoyed as he is. Sara's like "Linc. You can't take down all of Homeland Security," but Linc figures he might as well try. Michael says it's okay, all they have to do is flush out Self, which sounds kind of gross. Sucre thinks they're all on crack, because duh, Mexico is like two hours from here, problem solved! Justice Schmustice, let's get the hell out of Dodge! Michael says he can't go back to constantly looking over his shoulder. Although it's a very nice shoulder. The point is they finish what they started. Michael's righteousness is interrupted by Alternate Universe Fox News: Some guy named Cole Pfeiffer went batshit nuts at work and killed a nice man.

Speaking of shooting people at work, Lisa is still pretty freaked out about her daddy shooting Smug Smirkyton, Mayor of Snarktown earlier just to make a point. I don't want to go back and look up his name, folks. The point is he wasn't just some guy, he was their colleague in evil, one of the six cardholders even. General Daddy says hey, this is how we roll, if you don't have the stomach for it, there's the door.

Ha. T-Bag, riding shotgun to a genuinely scary Self, sums it up for us: "Tell me when I'm getting warm: You handpicked Michael Scofield and the bunch, trucked em all the way out here on Uncle Sam's dime to do your bidding, and now they're standin right in the crosshairs for something you did." Yep, that's pretty much the first half of Season 4! Sounds pretty cool when you put it that way.

"You know, I can't help but notice all the hot sweaty intercourse we're NOT having in this empty hotel room."

Sara gives Michael another anti-seizure injection. She tells him he's sick, this is dangerous, you've been taking care of all of us, now let us take care of you. But Michael says it doesn't matter, because if he doesn't take the Company down, he won't be able to live with himself anyway.

Gretchen finds the Chinese gangster massacre Self and Booberella left behind, and gets a surprisingly civil call from Linc (see a couple episodes ago re: my lack of objection to an unhealthy hate-based Linc-Gretchen hookup). Neither of them know where Scylla is, but Linc has the pleasure of telling her who it's with. Gretchen thinks they should start by looking for Self's new buyer. Linc responds with "If you're playing me I'm gonna split you in half." Ooh, settle down now you two! Get a room! They agree to meet, and Gretchen's phone rings again. It's her sister, ashen-faced, saying that her kid's been in an accident. Gretchen just frowns and says "tell whoever's pointing that gun at you to grow a pair and get on the phone." Heh. New Evil Self takes the phone and tells Gretchen it's time to come home. This is all Booberella's fault, by the way, for giving T-Bag access to Gretchen's real live rap sheet with her real live sister's real live address.

Sucre doesn't like the idea of trusting Gretchen, and also realizes that hey, why the hell did she and T-Bag have machine guns in that office in the first place? Linc says she'll do anything to get what she wants, and right now they want the same thing. Mahone, because he is awesome and smart, knows that they have a real advantage with Homeland Security - it's too sensitive a story to leak, so they're not doing a full-scale manhunt, and that buys them some time.

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