The much less awesome half of the Fantastic Four, T-Bag and Self, are at the other magic lock location in Little Havana. It's an inconspicuous little church with a conspicuously antsy little priest. Self's undercover skills are hampered by his "cop-stink," so it's T-Bag who goes in, all "I'm totally a professor of um. Whatever field of study would convince you to let me snoop around." He spots a weird-looking lock that their weird-looking key would fit into, but the priest won't let him in to the sanctuary, on account of only the pure of soul can enter, and the priest can tell by holding T-Bag's non-synthetic hand that his soul is like those black cancer lungs they show you pictures of when you're 12 to scare you away from smoking, only after they've been set on fire and jumped up and down on a few times. T-Bag is hilariously fake-offended, all "well I never!" but a couple of menacing thugs emerge from the sanctuary and scare him off. Which, to be fair, may be something that happens in Little Havana churches all the time for all I know. Everything I know about Little Havana I learned from Miami Vice.
"I don't actually have the ability to detect purity of soul with my hands, I've just seen your face on the news like seven thousand times since your incredibly high profile prison break."
Mahone sits with Linc dusting the mysterious photo for prints. He finds none, which confirms that Mom left it on purpose for Linc to find. Linc is lucky he's partnered with the smart guy, because Mahone helps him figure out what she was trying to tell him. Mahone's all, okay, What's Wrong With This Picture? Linc, who never misses an issue of Highlights, is good at this game, and notices that the car they're standing in front of is the wrong model year for Mom to be pregnant with Michael. So that somehow leads Mahone to decide that the license plate is a message: MLK 441 = the intersection of MLK boulevard and Highway 441. Mom hasn't been watching this show either, or else she'd know that Linc would never have ever gotten that on his own, not in a zillion years. T-Bag and Self walk in just in time to get barked at by Linc as he's on his way out the door to loiter around an intersection waiting for a secret meeting with his dead mom. Self's like "are you fucking kidding me with this? Linc's dead mom? Really?" and says that if she does have Scylla she's not going to hand it right over just because Linc used to live in her uterus. Linc figures it's worth a shot; maybe she doesn't do business the same way the General does.« The Duel 2: Nobody Puts Aneesa in the Duel! | Main | American Idol: Fevered Disco »
Comments (2)
Great recap. I love William Fichtner too. He is awesome. He can do no wrong.
"Ha, Mom, your security system for your priceless world-changing doohickey is a priest who loses a two-second fight with a one-handed pervert. Nice." LMAO!!! And also, the things Prison Break cannot have an episode without! But you forgot Michael's *head*desk* face.
I really hope the ending can somehow involve Kellerman too, but he's taken a position at Private Practice. Maybe they'll share him for an episode.
1 of 2 | Posted by jadestarla | Posted on April 22, 2009 11:43 AM
How could I have forgotten "steely glares"? That's like 75% of what Wentworth Miller does. You're right, that should definitely be up there with car crashes and abandoned buildings.
And I know, really, I'm pretty sure we're supposed to assume Kellerman is dead, but they did make it juuust ambiguous enough for me to hope they'll borrow Paul Adelstein for the finale. A girl can dream.
2 of 2 | Posted by loula | Posted on April 22, 2009 11:56 AM