Prison Break

Michael’s making friends with Mexican Martin, who is apparently named Tyge. Well, call me egotistical, but I think Mexican Martin is a waaaay better name than Tyge, and Brittany (one of our readers) agrees that he reminds her of Martin Short as well, so Tyge shall be called Mexican Martin for as long as he remains on the show. Michael’s trying to figure out whether Mexican Martin really knows Whistler. Mexican Martin swears that Whistler worked at the Ambassador Hotel in Nice. Michael wants more details, but Mexican Martin wants to know why.

Cut to Michael, Whistler and Mahone planning in a cell. The boys plan on departing Sona and all its glorious amenities at 3:13 p.m. and Michael wants a ladder.

Mahone is concerned about Mexican Martin’s interest in Whistler and worries it might screw up the plan, what with Mexican Martin constantly eyeballing Whistler. Just a shot in the dark here, but maybe Mexican Martin thinks Whistler is hot.

Bellick wants to “roll bones” with Mexican Martin in his cell and Martin jumps to the worst possible conclusion: assuming that Bellick is hitting on him because he’s shirtless. No offence, Martin, but there are at least 3 other guys hotter than you that Bellick could hit on. And that’s the principal cast alone. I’m not even really paying attention to all the extras milling around. Bellick’s affronted that Martin doesn’t want to be his friend, especially after he gave him food and a place to sleep. Martin embarrasses Bellick by turning him down and sends him on his way.

Michael and Linc are plotting at the fence. Michael announces that he’s already taken care of one of the guards and needs Linc’s help with the other. Linc’s all pissed off because Michael is only giving him three hours to locate the guard and slip something into his drink. Seriously, does Lincoln ever stop bitching and just follow Michael’s plan? Honestly, Linc, shut the hell up and do what the guy says. It’s not like YOU are the one breaking out this time.

Michael reveals that the Company thinks the breakout is taking place at 9:00 p.m. tonight and they’re not telling them about the earlier plan so they can survey the transfer site. We learn that Lincoln’s gotten his hands on a gun but tells Michael he can’t get pictures of LJ and Sara. Michael, all glowery and whispery, insists that he wants photos by 2:30 p.m. or the escape’s off. Do you think that Wentworth Miller suffers from throat soreness after all the whispering he does on this show? My best friend is an opera singer and she always warns me that whispering is harder on your vocal cords. If only Wentworth would agree to marry me, then I could warn him of the dangers of the Scofield Whisper.

Susan’s bringing LJ some food. And for extremely weird reason she feels it appropriate to wear only a man’s shirt for their little meeting. She tells LJ about a time she got captured while serving in Mosul. The point of this story is to warn LJ of acting up during the hostage exchange that evening.

Sammy is still pissed off by T-Bag’s inclusion in their little group and Lechero tells Sammy to back off. Lechero warns T-Bag that he’s got to keep up on the spying gig.

Linc rushes back to Sofia and Sucre to tell them of the need to track down the tower guard and take him out.

In Sona, Michael overhears Sammy talking with another of Lechero’s henchmen. Michael manages to grab a knife and escape into another room.

Mahone’s visited by Agent Lang (his old partner from season 2). Lang reveals that Mahone can be transferred to a prison in the US in exchange for Mahone’s testimony against the government regarding the conspiracy. Lang offers Mahone only 8 years of prison, but he turns her down. Mahone’s obviously keener on Michael’s escape plan. You gotta understand the guy’s reasoning: Michael’s got a proven track record of breaking out of prison, while the government doesn’t always keep its word.

Whistler and Michael are stringing together some kind of rope ladder inside a cell. Whistler hands Michael a note for Sofia. The boys are joined by Mahone and Michael reveals that he’s found another cell to get them into no-man’s land. Obviously, in the interest of creating constant conflict on this show, the cell in question is currently being occupied by three of Lechero’s henchmen. Oh yes, I see where this is going. Do you, dear readers?

Mexican Martin, who looks dead, is being carried out into the courtyard. Is this the end of Mexican Martin? I barely knew him! Lechero is pissed that people have abandoned his chicken foot fight club in the interests of more unregulated violence. No one volunteers information, however. Instead, Lechero convenes a meeting with McGrady. Lechero thinks that McGrady might know what happened to Mexican Martin, since he’s always playing basketball around where the body was found. I’m so upset about Mexican Martin’s death. McGrady reveals that he did see someone go into the stairwell where Martin’s body was found and overheard an argument.

Michael confronts Mahone about the possibility that he might have killed Mexican Martin, but Mahone brushes him off. In the meantime, Lechero’s henchmen drag off Whistler, obviously believing that he did away with Martin. Michael looks like he wants to cry. Poor baby, how many times have his carefully-laid plans been frustrated by unforeseen circumstances?

Michael’s very pissed off and accuses Mahone of killing Mexican Martin. He’s determined to find the real killer so he can save Whistler. Mahone couldn’t care less if Whistler’s escaping with them.

Whistler’s protesting his innocence in front of Lechero while T-Bag commits petty thievery by lifting a ring from a table. Whistler wants to know why Lechero is rushing to judge him and tries to talk his way out of the room. Unfortunately, Lechero’s not stupid and insists that Whistler remain.

Bellick’s playing dice all by his lonesome in his cell. Awe, I feel bad for him. He’s like that weird outcast kid who’s got no friends. Michael approaches and accuses Bellick of murder. This episode is like one big game of Clue: “It was Whistler, in the stairwell, with the knife!”. “No, no, it was Bellick in the corridor with the candlestick!”. There’s a movie called Clue that’s based on the board game, and it’s absolutely hilarious. I highly recommend you people check it out. Bellick reveals that he’s just a giant softy, who’s not really capable of murder.

Susan’s giving Lincoln a sedative to help out with the guard and she tells him she knows Sofia is helping him out. She’s also not pleased that Lincoln didn’t tell her himself. Linc asks for a photo of Sara and Susan quickly catches on that Linc has neglected to tell Michael that he and Sara won’t be going on that date….or any date for that matter. You know, ever. She agrees to come up with a photo to help convince Michael.

Sucre and Lincoln are checking out the guards and Sucre tries to identify the one they need to drug. The guards drag off Sucre to help with Mexican Martin’s dead body (*sob*) and Linc’s big plan to give the guard (Hurtado) the drugged coffee backfires. Sofia quickly steps in, unbuttons her blouse, and convinces Hurtado to give her a ride out to Sona. God knows I always unbutton a few buttons when I need to distract men and help facilitate a prison breakout. I did that just last week, as a matter of fact.

Back in Sona, T-Bag is taunting Michael about the imminent death of Whistler. T-Bag offers up Sammy as a scapegoat and tells Michael to plant the ring T-Bag lifted earlier at the scene of the crime. Michael looks conflicted. Seriously, I like to think of myself as a moral person, but if I had a deadline to break out of prison to save the people I love, I think I would be planting that ring. Hrm….I wonder if the Law Society is going to disbar me for admitting that.

My cousin Joe just left a message on my phone. He thinks that Sara might not be dead. Joe’s obviously an idiot. It’s a good thing he just married into the family, instead of being my blood cousin. Otherwise I might feel very embarrassed for being related to him.

Michael’s pondering the morality of his actions while Whistler’s still trying to convince Lechero that he’s innocent.

Hurtado’s flirting with Sofia while Linc trails them in his own car. Hurtado parks the car and offers Sofia “special” visitation rights inside Sona if Sofia will “do him”. Linc grabs his gun and exits his car, seeing Hurtado come on to Sofia. Susan calls with news that she has a photo and Linc tells her to meet him at Sona. Sofia, who is a lot cleverer than she looks (is cleverer a word?) lies to Hurtado that she’s one of Lechero’s girls and he immediately backs off. She also manages to switch the coffee cups when he’s not looking. We also learn that Lechero’s name is really Norman St. John. Meanwhile, Linc stupidly reveals to Susan that they’re drugging the guard now and she realizes that he lied about the escape time.

Michael goes in search of Alex, hoping to solve his moral dilemma. Instead, he finds a knife covered in blood. Michael confronts Mahone with the knife while Mahone denies any involvement, but Michael is determined to show the knife to Lechero.

Susan storms into LJ’s room and lies a tarp down on the ground. LJ quickly catches on that Linc screwed up and starts begging for his life. Susan’s phone rings just in the nick of time and Linc is apologizing profusely. Linc tells Susan the real escape time and she hangs up.

Sullins (Mahone’s old FBI boss) is visiting Mahone. Sullins reveals that he’s bargained Mahone’s sentence down to 4 years in a US prison and tells Mahone he must appear before a special prosecutor.

Michael hands Lechero the bloody knife and names Mahone as the murderer.

Mahone, meanwhile, is swaggering his way out of Sona, with Lechero and Michael watching. Lechero tells one of his henchmen to get Whistler ready. Probably to die.

Michael calls Lechero a “dictator” and begs for Whistler’s life. Lechero stabs one of his henchmen instead and reveals that he picked up a cigar from the barrel with the corn husks earlier, the same cigar that his henchmen took from Sammy earlier in the episode. Obviously Lechero believes his henchman killed Mexican Martin.

Sucre’s at the Sona fence, spraying the body and the fence. Oh, Sucre, I wish you had more face time. I love you so. Susan meets with Linc outside Sona. Linc is upset that she brought him the same picture of Sara as the previous one he gave to Michael, but Susan cares not for his bitching and moaning.

In the Sona courtyard, Lechero’s henchman is strung up in a very “Jesus on the cross” type of pose. Lechero reveals that the soccer game is cancelled (oy, now Michael has no distraction for the escape) and questions Sammy’s loyalty.

At the visiting fence, Linc reveals that The Company has gotten wind of the real escape time. Michael is convinced that Sara and LJ will remain safe as long as The Company needs Whistler. Michael is obviously not aware that Sara is now about a foot and a half shorter. Linc tries to convince Michael that they do not have the upper hand here and Michael wants to see the photos.

Lincoln finally tells Michael the truth about Sara. Lincoln begs him to follow through on the plan in order to save LJ, but Michael just walks away in a daze. Back in Sona, Michael sobs his bleeding heart out. Wow, that’s the most emotion we’ve seen out of Wentworth Miller in the last 2 years. My poor Wentworth.

Michael tells Whistler about Sara’s death and blames Whistler for it. Michael is brandishing the chicken foot and throws down in front of Whistler.