PRISON BREAK TV Show

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Lincoln Burrows: You letting me win, Michael?
Michael Scofield: No…
Lincoln Burrows: Mm hmm, show me your cards.
Michael Scofield: I’m not going to show you my cards.
Lincoln Burrows: Show me your cards!
Michael Scofield: I’m not going to show you my cards!
Lincoln Burrows: Give me your cards!
[grabs the cards out of Michael's hand and slaps them on the table]
Michael Scofield: [sheepishly] Gin.
Lincoln Burrows: Funny that..

Lincoln Burrows: I’ll see you soon, I promise.
LJ Burrows: Isn’t that the same thing your dad told you?
Lincoln Burrows: Yeah, but I mean it.

Lincoln Burrows: What happened?
David ‘Tweener’ Apolskis: Whoa! Ok, 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 Burrows: What?
David ‘Tweener’ Apolskis: 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.
Theodore ‘T-Bag’ Bagwell: Here we go, here we go…
David ‘Tweener’ Apolskis: I came through, you gimp!

Lincoln Burrows: I’m a target, kid. As long as you’re with me, so are you. Things’ll get a whole lot worse before they get better. Understand?
LJ Burrows: But after we meet up with uncle Mike and get to Panama…
Lincoln Burrows: Panama ain’t a sure thing. Your uncle’s plan is dangerous, I mean really dangerous.

LJ Burrows: I’m not an idiot! I was on the run too, you know.
Lincoln Burrows: Yeah, you were on the run. And you got caught.
LJ Burrows: Yeah, well I’m sorry I’m not a pro at being a con like you, dad! Maybe I should have just left when you gave me the out, huh? It’s not like you care.
[L.J. makes to get out of the car; Lincoln pulls him back]
Lincoln Burrows: Whoa. Take it easy. I’m sorry. Alright? I’m sorry man, I’m just…
[sighs]
Lincoln Burrows: Let’s get out of here.

Lincoln Burrows: I, uh, I saw you checkin’ out those girls back at the diner.
LJ Burrows: What?
Lincoln Burrows: Come on. ‘Fess up.
LJ Burrows: Nah, I was just makin’ sure that they weren’t staring at us.
Lincoln Burrows: With what, their asses?

Lincoln Burrows: You can still come with me.
Michael Scofield: I could… I could do this.
Lincoln Burrows: And if you can’t?
Michael Scofield: We still meet up. Exactly where we planned.
Lincoln Burrows: Bolchoi Booze.
Michael Scofield: Bolshoi.
Lincoln Burrows: Bolshoi. L.J.’s gonna be with me.
Michael Scofield: You remember how to get there?
Lincoln Burrows: How could I forget?
Michael Scofield: Thursday night. 6:00. It’s our last shot. Before, uh… um… if we do this right, we’re gone. Forever.
Lincoln Burrows: Lotta ground to cover in 3 days.
Michael Scofield: Lotta ground.
Lincoln Burrows: Alright.
[hugs Michael]
Lincoln Burrows: Take care.
Michael Scofield: They’ll be gunnin’ for you. They’ll get you anyway they can, so…
Lincoln Burrows: Yup.
Michael Scofield: Tell L.J… tell him I said there’ll be a surfboard with his name on it.
Lincoln Burrows: Nice. Bolshoi Booze.
[at same time as Michael]
Lincoln Burrows: 3 days. Keep your head down.

Lincoln Burrows: [after hearing about L.J.'s release] Keys to the car, where are they?
Michael Scofield: Just hold on, ok? You can’t do this! Linc! We are 5 minutes away in there.

Lincoln Burrows: We’ve been 5 minutes for 4 hours.

Michael Scofield: Just give me some time. Be patient.

Lincoln Burrows: You think I give a damn about the money?
Michael Scofield: I’m doing what’s necessary!
Lincoln Burrows: You’re afraid to fail! You’re afraid this big plan of yours ain’t gonna work out. You wanna get caught proving you can pull this thing off, be my guest. L.J.’s out there. I’m gonna get him.
Michael Scofield: We have come 1500 miles across country. We have made it this far.
Lincoln Burrows: Then I guess this is where we part ways.

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: Why couldn’t it just be a silo, in the middle of a field, with no one around?
Lincoln Burrows: We’ll figure it out, we’ll get the money, we’ll go away.
Michael Scofield: Yeah, maybe. I can rob another bank. You know what Charles once said to me? He said there’s no such thing as an ex con. Because I used to think there was a way we could wipe the slate clean. Make up for everything we’ve gone. The hat’s over the wall, Linc. For everyone.

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 I watched out for you.

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.

Lincoln Burrows: I lost my keys.
[Michael tosses Lincoln his keys]
Lincoln Burrows: Where’d you find them?
Michael Scofield: Four feet that way.
[points]
Lincoln Burrows: Everything’s not how it looks, Michael.
Michael Scofield: I hope, for your sake, that’s true.

Susan B. Anthony: Absolutely not.
Lincoln Burrows: It ain’t a request. It’s a dictation of terms. My brother ain’t thinking about escaping until he talks to Sara.
Susan B. Anthony: Oh, that’s sweet. I can assure you of two things, Lincoln. One; that Sara’s fine and two; you have a better chance at banging me on that bar than you do of talking to her.
Lincoln Burrows: I appreciate the offer but I’ll pass.
Susan B. Anthony: Yeah?
Lincoln Burrows: Yeah.
Susan B. Anthony: Oh, and what if that’s a dictation of terms?

Susan B. Anthony: Busy day?
Lincoln Burrows: Not as busy as I’d hoped.

Lincoln Burrows: Michael got the bounty off Whistler’s head in two days. That’s more than your people could do in two weeks. Show some goodwill.
Susan B. Anthony: He’ll get his goodwill when Whistler’s out.

Michael Scofield: I can’t believe we’re running again.
Lincoln Burrows: It’s different now, man!
Michael Scofield: You think so?
Lincoln Burrows: Yeah, we took the bitch down!
Michael Scofield: She stepped down Linc.
Lincoln Burrows: Because of us.

Lincoln Burrows: I’m trying to remember the last time our lives made any kind of sense.

Michael Scofield: Before mom died, when it was just the three of us.
Michael Scofield: I couldn’t find her.
[sees all the cop cars from a distance and realizes Sara's been caught]
Michael Scofield: Sara!
[to Lincoln]
Michael Scofield: We got to go back!
Lincoln Burrows: Michael you can’t, there’s nothing you can do.
Michael Scofield: There’s always something you can do.
Lincoln Burrows: Not this time. Not this time. It’s done. Sorry!

Lincoln Burrows: You know, for what it’s worth, no one forced Sara to do what she did.
Michael Scofield: Whatever gets you through the night.
Lincoln Burrows: What the hell does that mean? I didn’t ask you to use her.
Michael Scofield: It’s not that simple.
Lincoln Burrows: Whatever gets you through the night, buddy.
Michael Scofield: You know what amazes me Linc? Nothing ever registers with you. Ever. It just rolls right off your back, doesn’t it? We ruined Sara’s life and it’s like you don’t even care.
Lincoln Burrows: Is that what you think?
Michael Scofield: We’re here and Sara’s back there in prison. Does that seem fair to you?
Lincoln Burrows: None of it is fair. Just don’t make this about boy loses girl.
Michael Scofield: Who should it be about Linc? Westmoreland? Tweener? LJ?
Lincoln Burrows: Let me stop you right there!
Michael Scofield: Do you remember the name of the guard that was murdered because of the riot I started?
Lincoln Burrows: Shut up Michael. Please.
Michael Scofield: You don’t remember his name?
Lincoln Burrows: Shut up!
Michael Scofield: I bet you remember Veronica’s name, don’t you?
Lincoln Burrows: [pushes Michael very hard. They're both screaming now] You mention her name again and I swear to God!
Michael Scofield: What about T-bag? Linc, he’s out there, now! Because of us! You and me! Every life he takes, that’s blood on our hands. And for what?
Lincoln Burrows: I didn’t ask you to do what you did.
Michael Scofield: They were going to kill you Linc.
Lincoln Burrows: Maybe you should have let them!
Michael Scofield: Take that back.