PRISON BREAK TV Show

Welcome back!

• T-Bag: I was only looking, Pretty! What’s that old chestnut? I can look at the menu, doesn’t mean I’m going to eat.

• Jeanette: Do you know what the best cure for a broken heart is?
  T-Bag: Do tell.
  Jeanette: Get back on the bike. Whatever bike it is.

• Lincoln (his shovel hits something hard): I got somethin’.
  Michael: It’s the silo’s foundation.
  Tweener: Hells yeah!
  Michael (whispering): Thank you Charles.

• Tweener: Yo man, this is not good. We got her up in our grill checkin’ in on us all the time.
  T-Bag: The boy’s right. My hand says “I can’t dig”. I’ll volunteer to keep her occupied.
  Michael: You don’t touch her.
  T-Bag: Who are you, Sister Mary Francis? I know how to play nice.
  Michael: I’ll be watchin’.

• Michael: We’re gonna get back to work now.
  Janette: No. I think y’all are done. And I think y’all need to leave now.
  Michael: We’re almost finished.
  Janette: No, I think you are finished, okay? And I want you to leave my house now!

• Jeanette (sees policewoman outside): Oh thank God!
  T-Bag (holds hammer to Jeanette’s neck as she tries leave): Where you goin’?
  Michael: T-Bag!! Let her go!
  Jeanette: Oh God…
  T-Bag: She’s our only way outta this, pretty.
  Jeanette: Ahh!
  T-Bag: Don’t say a word, you old whore. Or I’m gonna cut your throat out.

• C-Note: ‘Aight man, one hand or not I think hillbilly needs to be up in here diggin’.

• Michael: Sucre…down the road, if you get in trouble, europeangoldfinch.net. It’s what we can all use to communicate. Post a note on the message board.

• T-Bag: We really need to get started, ma’am. We wouldn’t want a pretty little thing like yourself sitting in the dark tonight, now do we?
  Jeanette: Now that depends on who I’m sitting with.
  T-Bag: Touché.

• C-Note (to T-Bag): Damn man, you still alive?
  T-Bag: And kickin’, homeboy.
  Lincoln (to C-Note): How’d you find us?
  C-Note: Man, if I can do rapid deployment with satellite communications for Uncle Sam all over the world…

• T-Bag: Whiskey always makes me feel irascible.
  Jeanette: I don’t know what that means, (laughs), but I do like the sound of it. (she rubs her finger across his chin and he grabs her hand and inhales)
  T-Bag: Are you wearing angel perfume?
  Jeanette: I am. (a dark look crosses his face) Oh, that reminds you of an ex I take it?
  T-Bag: Yeah.
  Jeanette: Now, is that good memories or bad memories?
  T-Bag: Both.

• Gov. Tancredi (on the cell phone): No, no, plans change. Sara, you remember that guy I met with you in your apartment? (talking about Kellerman) I want you to stay away from him.
  Sara: Who? Lance from, from my group?
  Gov. Tancredi: Yeah, yeah. That’s him. He is not who he says he is. I found out some other things, too.
  Sara: What are you talking about? (she turns around to find Kellerman has come up behind her)
  Gov. Tancredi: You were right, Sara! You were right!
  Sara: I gotta go. (hiding her apprehension, she hangs up)

• Lincoln: What?
  Tweener: Whoa! Okay, check it. This fool came in the shop, he was acting all shady, he got a bad vibe. So, he picked up his celly phone, he started making calls, so I popped him.
  Lincoln: What?!
  Tweener: I hit him with a shovel man, I didn’t know what else to do! So, I just-I tied him up and put him in the back with that other country hick.
  T-bag: Here we go, here we go.
  Tweener: I came through you gimp!

• Sucre (coming across a hitchhiking C-Note): You walk here?

• T-Bag (about sending Tweener to the store): Mistake. Big mistake.

• C-Note: Ain’t we did this dance before? You know, I say I want in, you say no. Then I threaten to tell somebody about what’s goin’ on here. Then you decide to play nice and we’re one big happy family. Why don’t we just stop wasting time, alright?

• Michael: Well as always, your timing is flawless.
  C-Note: I don’t follow.
  Michael: Let me try to explain it to you. We’re tryin’ to run something here, and we can’t have people walking in off the street.
  C-Note: Oh, oh, okay. So you want us to leave and then you can just mail us the check?
  Michael (walks over to Sucre): Sucre, I know you trust me and you know I’ll cut you in on that money, but the two of you being here right now jeopardizes everything.
  Sucre: I’m not going nowhere. I want my share of the money.

• Michael: Where’d you learn about electricity?
  Lincoln: Used to steal copper wires from transformer boxes. Sell ‘em on the docks, make a few bucks. When you were at school, of course.

• Agent: What makes you think that these escapees know where they money is?
  Mahone: Because they may have been locked up with the real D.B. Cooper.

• Michael: I want you to go back to that garden center and get everything on this list. And gas up the car. We’ll meet you right back here in one hour.
  Tweener: Aight.
  Michael: And David…don’t screw this up.
  Tweener: This ain’t Fox River anymore, man. You’re lookin’ at the real deal now.

• T-Bag (seeing a woman in the house on top of the money): Ain’t no problem a screwdriver to her temple won’t fix.

• T-Bag: I remembered the best I can, gents, but I didn’t know this place would now be smothered in tract homes. So, you know, sorry I’m not Rain Man over here.

• Kellerman: You know, to be honest, I was expecting to brief the president.
  Agent Kim: Yeah, about that. Right now, as you can imagine, Caroline’s quite busy.
  Kellerman: She’s always been busy, I’ve been working side by side with her for fifteen years.
  Agent Kim: Paul - she’s the President of the United States now.
  Kellerman: Yes, Bill, and I helped to put her there.
  Agent Kim: Well, if you’d like for her to remain in office, you’ll take my advice and just stay on the sidelines for now.

• Lincoln: Ranch is gone, Michael.
  Michael: Well the 5 million might not be.
  T-Bag: And you gonna find it how? What, you got a divining rod tattooed on your ass?
  Michael: I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH OTHER THAN WHAT YOUR PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY SLIPS OUT REGARDING THAT MAP!
  T-Bag: You watch your tone with me, boy.
  Michael: I will watch you get tossed to the side of the road to fend for yourself, boy. Because if you can’t remember where that silo was, you’re worthless to us.

• Tweener: Yo, we gots company.
  (C-Note and Sucre walk in)
  C-Note: What’s up, snowflake?

• Michael: You see these two trees? They’re shorter than the rest. They were all planted at the same time. But those 2 didn’t get as much sunlight.
  Lincoln: Something was in their way.
  Michael: The silo. Our money should be right there, under that garage.
  T-Bag: You better be right, boy.
  Michael: This isn’t a high end subdivision. They slapped this place up overnight. The silo’s foundations might still be there. To save money they probably just laid that concrete for the garage floor right on top of it. We’ll dig straight down. If we hit the foundation, we stay. If not, we go.