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Sara interrupts Michael's brooding to tell him it's time to go. He shows her the photo(?) Gretchen sent and says that if they all die and he survives because he "called in sick" he doesn't know how he's going to live with himself. And apparently he won't find out, because he marches back into the warehouse and tells Linc he's going with them. In the car outside the Gate building, Sara - poor, long-suffering Sara, who deserves about eighty bubble baths and a less high-maintenance boyfriend who gives her Tha Bizness much more often - sighs heavily and reluctantly injects him with an anti-convulsant med, which she says should control his seizures for three hours or so. Sucre, who is stereotypically and adorably Catholic, is praying furiously. Michael tells him it'll all go as planned, but Sucre mutters that he's not praying for himself. Aww.

The General, who apparently has been visited by the Continuity Fairy, asks Lisa why she's not at her Eagles and Angels luncheon, it being the second Tuesday of the month and all. Informative exposition, Baldy! So that first card theft was a month ago. How time flies when you're living in a warehouse and cheating death regularly! Oh, and she was right about Gretchen, he says, presenting the elusive sixth card, and he wants Scylla moved now. She runs off to fetch the other Cardholders.

The four remaining Superfriends barge into T-Bag's closet with giant boxes of crap. Those are some serious damn shelving units you're installing there, Cole. He calls Gretchen to let her know "the game is afoot," and she says there's another interested buyer who's prepared to give them $200mil. She's set up a safehouse where they can meet to make sure he's legit, and she gives him the address. Booberella, eavesdropping as is the right of any underpaid employee with a multiline phone, dutifully jots it down. Oh dear. Meanwhile, Sara and her humorously gigantic purse are sitting on a bench outside the building. Her purse, by the way, contains both the manila envelope from Gretchen and a shiny handgun. Down in the secret Company labyrinth, Michael gathers his band of merry thieves and makes sure everyone knows what they need to do, because from here on out, they need absolute silence.

And silence it is! Several solid minutes of dialog-free tinkering and drilling and assembling ensue. Linc secures cables, Mahone climbs a ladder and drills holes high up the wall, Sucre measures out a 3-footish square of cement. Their makeshift electromagnetic field disrupts the integrity of the wall somehow - something about magnetizing the steel fibers so they're left with plain old cement to chip away? Where's Mr. Wizard when you need him? I'm not entirely sure what happens, but it's a really cool idea and it works. Yay science! Everybody peers through the crumbled wall at their Holy Grail. Michael assembles a ladder type scaffolding, which they shove through the big hole and suspend a few feet off the ground with the cables Linc threaded through the wall. Sucre climbs through, adding planks to the ladder until it's a little Suspension Bridge to Nowhere. He uses a blast of the liquid nitrogen to negate his body heat and keep the temperature sensor happy. Of course at one point he slips, but he acrobatically catches the nitrogen tank just in time.

That is some seriously graceful shit right there. Way to do your own stunts, Amaury! Also, nice arms, grr.

Self and Booberella show up at the address she overheard Gretchen give T-Bag. So they're showing up here to meet up with the kind of person who pays $200mil for stolen data, from an assassin and a serial killer, no less, and they're doing it with no backup. Surely nothing can go wrong with this plan. So they go inside, guns drawn, sweeping room by room, but they don't find T-Bag, Gretchen or this alleged buyer. What they do find is the original buyer, Feng, and a whole gang of armed thugs. No way they could have seen that coming! Oh no, wait, I mean, how could they possibly not have seen that coming? Gretchen and T-Bag get a message from Feng that he's got the troublemakers in custody, and they just hang around in Cole's office waiting to ambush Michael when he emerges.

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