PRISON BREAK TV Show

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Lincoln Burrows: Since when did we become kidnappers? It ain’t right.
Michael Scofield: We can buy a conscience tomorrow.
Lincoln Burrows: Yeah, well, closin’ your eyes ain’t gonna make it go away.
Michael Scofield: I’ll take 5 minutes of a situation I can control over 50 years of one I can’t any day.

Michael Scofield: This is going wrong in every possible way.
Benjamin Miles ‘C-Note’ Franklin: This is stupid, man! We cannot do this!
Theodore “T-Bag” Bagwell: Hat’s over the wall now.
Benjamin Miles ‘C-Note’ Franklin: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Theodore “T-Bag” Bagwell: It means we’re committed. It’s time to go get the hat. We don’t have a choice.
Benjamin Miles ‘C-Note’ Franklin: Yeah, we do. We can walk right up outta here, right now, man.
Theodore “T-Bag” Bagwell: And then what? We are already in the house. Those women are already bound. We have committed this crime. We leave, it ain’t gonna change any of that!

Michael Scofield: We gotta lose the bike.
Fernando Sucre: Uh-uh. No way.
Michael Scofield: The roads are sealed.
[looking at the river]
Michael Scofield: It’s the only way we’re gonna make it out.
Fernando Sucre: I can’t go, bro! I promised …
Michael Scofield: You’re not gettin’ that thing across the river. Every minute we spend trying is a minute we don’t have, ok? I’m sorry. But we gotta move.

Fernando Sucre: This isn’t how it was supposed to go. The whole reason I run along with the break it was to have a life with Mari Cruz and my baby, and now what? Get some toe pay job? Always be looking over my shoulder? What kind of life is that?
Michael Scofield: You can come with me and Linc. To Panama. Start over.
Fernando Sucre: As long as you stay here, the more the chances you’re gonna never make it to Panama. Now you got your people to think about, your brother, your nephew, Sara… She’s meeting you down there, isn’t she?
Michael Scofield: I don’t know, we never talk about it.
Fernando Sucre: But you’re hoping.
Michael Scofield: Just give it a rest, will you?

Michael Scofield: If we get a camera, we can take a picture of him holding a current newspaper. If we put that online, it’ll prove he’s still alive.
Secret Service Special Agent Paul Kellerman: No, it’ll prove we found a guy that kinda looks like the president’s brother.
Michael Scofield: Fingerprints, dental records…
Secret Service Special Agent Paul Kellerman: We whitewashed him. We pulled his teeth, burned off his fingerprints.
Michael Scofield: DNA.
Secret Service Special Agent Paul Kellerman: To compare against the homeless guy we killed and put in Steadman’s car. But we destroyed all exterior DNA samples so that there’d be nothing to compare them to.
Michael Scofield: There’s gotta be someone somewhere who can identify this man.
Secret Service Special Agent Paul Kellerman: Which is why we did the surgery. Cheekbones raised two centimeters, ears lowered a quarter of an inch. Not so much that someone who knew him wouldn’t recognize him, but enough that any forensic comparison of a photograph of that man would conclude that he is a look-alike, a hoax. Trust me - we are very good at what we do.

Michael Scofield: They didn’t even let her testify.
Lincoln Burrows: Who?
Michael Scofield: Leticia Berris, and that cop changed his story a dozen times.
Lincoln Burrows: What part of ‘move on’ don’t you get?
Michael Scofield: After Mom died, when it was just you and me, I remember having trouble sleeping, never knowing where you were, but when I’d wake up in the morning there’d be this paper bird, an origami crane, sitting next to my bed and I never knew what it meant exactly, but I figured it was your way of letting me know you were checking in on me. Anyway… I looked it up, the crane, stands for familial obligation; watching out for your own. Maybe it’s my turn to watch out for you.

Inmate: You best speak with respect, fish. Man kidnapped half a dozen boys and girls down in ‘bama, raped and killed ‘em. Wasn’t always in that order either.
Michael Scofield: Does this T-Bag have a name?
Theodore “T-Bag” Bagwell: [walks up] That is my real name.
[Michael stands to leave]
Theodore “T-Bag” Bagwell: No, no, no please, sit. So you’re the one I’ve been hearing all the rave reviews about. Scofield! Well, one thing’s for sure, you just as pretty as advertised. Prettier even.

Charles “The Old Head” Westmoreland: Bigger things to worry about at the moment. I’ve been in here long enough to know it when I see it - the calm before the storm. Whites and blacks will be going at each other real soon here. Everybody chooses sides and a lot of guys bleed.
Michael Scofield: There a reason?
Charles “The Old Head” Westmoreland: Same reason you don’t put cats and dogs in the same cage - they don’t get along.

Dr. Sara Tancredi: You seem nervous.
Michael Scofield: I do?
Dr. Sara Tancredi: You’re sweating.
Michael Scofield: Must be the needles. Never really got used to ‘em.
Dr. Sara Tancredi: Somehow with diabetes and that tattoo I find that hard to believe.

Lincoln Burrows: Now is not the time to be trusting a black inmate, Michael.
Michael Scofield: Our relationship transcends race.
Lincoln Burrows: Nothing transcends race in here.

Michael Scofield: [after discovering Map 1213 has been ripped from the book] Someone got here before us. That’s the only explanation.
Lincoln Burrows: [seeing T-Bag] Son of a bitch is still alive!
[running down to catch him]
Michael Scofield: [to T-Bag] Hey, Pretty!
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: What the…?
Lincoln Burrows: What’cha gonna do, scream?
[slams him into the car]
Lincoln Burrows: Why the hell are you still breathing?
Michael Scofield: [with T-Bag's accent] What the hell’d you do to your hand?
[Lincoln grabs T-Bags hand]
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: Whoa, easy, easy, easy. I recently had some work done.
Lincoln Burrows: Where’s the map?
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: Easy, easy, easy. I don’t have it!

David ‘Tweener’ Apolskis: [when Michael and Lincoln find him] How’d you know?
Michael Scofield: T-Bag.
Lincoln Burrows: Hand over the map!
David ‘Tweener’ Apolskis: What?
Lincoln Burrows: The map! Hand it over!
David ‘Tweener’ Apolskis: [laughs] He told you I had it?

Lincoln Burrows: I didn’t think Abruzzi would be the first of us to eat it.
Michael Scofield: I have a feeling we’re in for a lot of surprises.
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: I’m gonna take the high road here and suggest a mutually beneficial arrangement. I have the information, you have the manual requirements necessary to unearth Westmoreland’s buried booty. We’re partners.
Michael Scofield: And why is that?
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: ‘Cause as of this moment, I’m your map.

Michael Scofield: Tell me that’s not what I know it is.
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: Oh, it is. But don’t worry. Before I destroyed it, I committed it to my photographic memory.
[eats last bit of the map]
Michael Scofield: Coming from a compulsive liar I find that a little hard to believe.
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: I’d a tattooed it to my body, but I didn’t have the time…

Charles “The Old Head” Westmoreland: Afternoon Mr Scofield.
Michael Scofield: I need to know if there’s anyway to block a transfer order.
Charles “The Old Head” Westmoreland: [laughing a little] There’s about fifty ways.
Michael Scofield: Alright, I’ll take the quickest.
Charles “The Old Head” Westmoreland: You file a motion for what they call an interlocutory injunction.
Michael Scofield: How long does that take?
Charles “The Old Head” Westmoreland: How fast can you write? An man can claim just about anything violates his constitutional rights. There’s environmental issues, allergies, religious requirements, take your pick.
Michael Scofield: What if they don’t buy it?

Warden Henry Pope: [Cut to Pope's office. Michael huddles over the model of the Taj Mahal] How are those allergies?
Michael Scofield: Excuse me.
Warden Henry Pope: In your motion you sighted chronic um…
Michael Scofield: Sinusitis.
Warden Henry Pope: Mmm.
Michael Scofield: It’s not an allergy actually. It’s an uh, bacterial infection.
Warden Henry Pope: Hmm.
Michael Scofield: The moist air from the river along the east wall helps keeps me, you know
[he sniffs]
Michael Scofield: clear.

Warden Henry Pope: The thing is, Mr. Scofield is not our problem any more. Seems there was an error in his paperwork. He’s going to be transferred after all.
Michael Scofield: That’s not possible.
Warden Henry Pope: [to C.O] Escort the prisoner back to his cell.
Michael Scofield: Warden, all I need is three weeks.
Warden Henry Pope: [shouting to a C.O] Get off of me!
Michael Scofield: Henry, please! I just need a little time, just give me the time.

Michael Scofield: We’re not breaking out of a Jamba Juice, gentlemen.
Fernando Sucre: This ain’t gonna work man. Us Ricans? we have very high blood pressure. My cousin? He died from too much stress.
Michael Scofield: I thought you said your cousin was moving in on your girl.
Fernando Sucre: That’s my other cousin, but thanks for bringing that up, jackass.