All language subtitles for Prison.Break.S01E03

Previously on Prison Break:

I didn't kill that man, Michael.

-The evidence says you did.
-I was set up.

Put down your weapon.

I find it incumbent
that you see the inside of a prison cell.

I'm looking for someone.
A guy named Lincoln Burrows.

Man killed
the Vice President's brother.

Why you want to see Burrows
so bad anyhow?

Because he's my brother.

I'm getting you out of here.

-It's impossible.
-Not if you designed the place, it isn't.

-You've seen the blueprints.
-Better than that.

I've got them on me.

-You find out who's trying to bury him.
-Nobody's trying to bury him.

The evidence was cooked.

There's a lawyer poking around.

Anyone that's a threat is expendable.

You come around these bleachers again,

it's gonna be more than just words
we're exchanging.

Someone found Fibonacci.

Who was this someone
and where is Fibonacci?

I give you that information,
I'm a dead man.

Oh, my God. Williamson, get in here.

-What the hell happened?
-An accident.

-Let me get him.
-Hold on. Come on.

Get out.

I thought you said you were going to have
a conversation with him.

Yeah, I did.

Things escalated.

We need some help here.

Bring him on into 3.

Kathy, I'm gonna need
10 cc's of Xylocaine.

Thanks, guys. I'll take it from here.

I said thank you. I'll take it from here.

Let's go.

Okay, let's take a look at you.

You're okay, you're okay.

-What happened?
-Nothing.

This isn't nothing, Michael.
I need you to tell me what happened.

Don't make me lie to you.

Please.

All right, you guys are good.

-Yeah, no problem.
-Yes, Sir.

-All right.
-Yes, sir.

I think you better have IA
start an investigation.

There's no need.
We know what happened.

Perhaps you'd be good enough
to enlighten me.

There was a pair of gardening shears
left on the floor of the shed.

Evidently he stepped on them.

-Blade went right through his boot, huh?
-Yeah.

So, why wasn't the boot still on his foot?

Like I said, Doc. We got it taken care of.

Let's go.

-I'm gonna kill that scum.
-You won't.

You kill him,
you Kill our express ticket out of here.

Look what he did to you.

You're not gonna last a second
in this place

unless I do something about it.

You ever hear of Top Flight Charters?

-Yeah.
-They operate flights from small airfields

across the Midwest,
like the one 10 miles from here.

They're run by a shell corporation
Abruzzi owns.

We get him on board. There's going
to be a midnight flight waiting for us

the night we get outside those walls.

You're willing to risk the entire escape
on a guy you don't even know?

Preparation can only take you so far.

After that,
you gotta take a few leaps of faith.

-Abruzzi's a huge leap of faith, Michael.
-I'm not talking about Abruzzi.

There's someone else who holds the key
to this entire thing.

With him, it either works, or it doesn't.

Problem is, couldn't know who that was
until we got in here.

Sucre? You can't be serious.

The guy is a thief, Michael.
He can't be trusted.

Gonna have to trust him
because he's my cellmate.

-How well do you know him?
-About as well as a man can in a week.

You tell him, he tells everyone,
we're done.

-You know that, right?
-If we don't get him on board

there's not gonna be any digging
in that cell.

If there's no digging in that cell,
then there's no escape.

I like it. So, why don't you find out...

Thank you for calling.

Please leave a message after the tone.

Maricruz. It's me, baby. Are you there?

Pick up if you're there, mami.
I've been in the SHU.

I've been thinking about you.

About your body.

-God, I've been thinking about your body.
-Hello?

Mrs. Delgado.
Hi. How you doing? It's me, Fernando.

Sorry to bother you at home,

but you know what's up
with Maricruz's cell phone?

-It just keeps going straight to voice mail.
-Maybe she has it turned off.

-Any chance you know where she is?
-I know exactly where she is.

-And that would be?
-With Hector.

-Hector?
-That's right.

They're at the mall, I think.

I don't suppose next time you see her,

you could have her
turn her phone back on?

Mrs. Delgado, I know you don't like me,

but I love your daughter and she loves me.

We're going to get married, you know.

If you were a decent man
and you really loved her

you'd let her live her life.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'll tell her you called.

I'm looking to do some damage.

-Well, you've come to the right place.
-I wanna do it slow.

Inflict the maximum amount of pain
so the guy wishes he'd just die, you know,

and get it over with
but just can't quite get there.

Oh, I got that.

I got that.

Look at this right here, boss.

I call it the gutter.

You jam it up there in the stomach

and these bits right here
hook the intestines.

You give it a pull back

poor sucker's guts are hanging right out
of his stomach.

And he'll get a real good look at them
'cause the wound's not fatal.

Well, at least not until
the infection sets in.

You're one sick puppy, you know that?

Thank you.

-What happened?
-I'm okay.

They've gotten to you, haven't they?
The other prisoners.

My God, Michael,
this place is gonna kill you.

You said you talked to a woman.
What was her name?

-Leticia.
-Leticia Barris.

How'd you know?

A year ago,
I was doing exactly what you're doing.

Trying to find out the truth.

It's a bottomless pit, Veronica.

They designed it that way

so that by the time you got
to the bottom of it, Lincoln would be dead.

Why didn't you tell me
you were doing this?

Once the day was set,
once that final appeal had been rejected

he had 60 days to live.

I figured I could play their game
and watch him die in the process,

or I could take matters
into my own hands.

You don't have to do that.

Leticia knows something
I can get out of her.

Or maybe we can reopen Lincoln's case.

What'd she tell you?

She said that somebody else was behind
the killing of the Vice President's brother.

-Who?
-She got spooked.

She took off
before I could get anything out of her.

She's holed up in
the Elysian Fields Projects.

-I'm going to go see her this afternoon.
-The place is dangerous.

-You should take someone with you.
-Who?

Fiancé would be a good place to start.

I think that's probably the last thing
in the world

Sebastian would ever want to do.

-It's good to see you.
-You, too.

No priors, a good student,

then you get yourself arrested
for intent to sell.

Good life get a little boring?

It was stupid.

-It won't happen again.
-Well, we're all here to make sure of that.

I took some time to speak to your mother
before you came in.

She told me that there were

some extenuating circumstances
in your life right...

Hey, if you're talking about that guy
at Fox River,

-he's got nothing to do with this.
-He refuses to call him his father.

The world will be a better place
without him.

It's clear to me
you've got a lot of anger, young man.

Misdirected,
it could land you in the wrong place.

So to make sure that doesn't happen

you're going to have to check in with me
once a week.

Fridays. One hour.

Your attendance at school and your grades
need to be pristine.

-Absolutely.
-And to give you a real good idea

where that anger of yours will get you,
if you don't rein it in,

I'm signing you up for
the Scared Straight program at Fox River.

You'll have a mentor
who you'll work with weekly,

-give you a little perspective.
-A mentor?

Your father.

-Tell me that ain't what I think it is.
-It ain't what you think it is.

Fish, a cell phone in here?
That's cardinal sin Number 1.

They can tack two years onto your bid.
Automatic.

If they catch you.

Hey, you know what kind of trouble
I can get,

for just knowing what I know?

Now that means you can make calls
whenever you want, right?

I don't like the look in your eye.

What's in there, you never saw it. Got it?

Why didn't you include any names?

Why would I want
anyone to watch me die?

I've seen it happen a number of ways.

Some people want to go it alone.

Others have grandiose statements
they want to make.

But most want some member
of their family there

before they leave this world.

I'll do it alone.

Son, in my opinion,

all inmates who have made that choice

have deeply regretted it
in their final minutes.

leave it blank for now.

You have less than four weeks now.
You should give it some thought.

Hi. I'm looking for Leticia Barris.

-Five.
-Thank you.

Hello?

Don't you move a muscle.

Take it easy, Leticia.

You're working with them, aren't you?
You think I'm stupid, lady?

I hear the clicks on my phone,
I see the cars out there on the street.

I know you're scared. I am, too.

But, please, put the gun down.

Where you going?

Ireland. What difference does it make?

It makes all the difference.
Nobody's ever gotten your testimony.

That's exactly the reason
I'm still breathing.

I'm not with them, Leticia.
You have to believe me.

Oh, yeah?
Then what you sneaking in here for?

- I thought maybe they'd gotten to you.
-Oh, yeah?

And why do you care so much
about my well-being all of a sudden?

-I don't.
-Finally, an honest answer.

But maybe you can save Lincoln,

and maybe you can bring down the guys
who killed your boyfriend in the process.

If somebody killed you
and Crab could've done something

to the guys who did I,
you think he would've?

I'm not as strong as he was.
I can't take those people on.

I'll take them on.

All you have to do is come to my office
and tell me what you know.

I'll type it up.
You can sign the affidavit and split.

I'll take you to the airport myself.

All right, ladies.
Come on, single file.

Bellick.

Hey, what's up, Lincoln?

I want some extra time outside
for the next couple of weeks.

Paint fumes in Pl must be getting to you.

Cell phones allowed in here?

Who?

Extra time outside, a couple of cigarettes.

Half hour, one week. One cigarette.

Know a con named Sucre?

This is what I don't understand, John.

Otto Fibonacci fingers you.

He put you in prison for life.

Yet you act like you don't even want
to find out where he is.

That's not true, Philly.

Maybe it's 'cause you don't think
you have anything to lose anymore,

you know, you're already locked up.
You know, maybe you,

maybe you like it here.
I mean, I don't know.

But what I do know,
is that if Fibonacci testifies next month

you and I are going to be neighbors,

-and I am not going to let that happen.
- I don't think you would fit in here, Philly.

Fancy suits, tie, shirts...

I think you're right.
So let's cut to the chase.

Did you break this kid?

Did he tell you where Fibonacci is?

-What is this?
-It's a little gift from me to you.

-Are these his?
-Yeah, he won't crack.

Well, perhaps you should consider using
a different methodology then, John.

From what I gather,
there are far worse threats in prison

other than bodily harm.

What happened to the days
when you used to trust me, Philly?

That I would get things done?

Those were the days when you actually
did get things done, John.

-Daddy!
-Daddy, did you hear the news?

What? What... What news?

We're going to stay with Uncle Philly
at the lake for a few weeks.

Yeah. We're gonna have a good time.

You're right, John. Maybe you're right.
I do trust you.

Now, you're going to take care
of that thing, aren't you?

How are those boneyard visits going
with that girlfriend of yours?

I imagine pretty good, huh?

You know,

visitation rules stipulate that conjugals
are only for married couples.

We're engaged.

Besides, I got that coming to me
'cause I ain't caused no static in this place.

Please, don't dead my conjugals.

I won't.

-Thank you.
-But in exchange

you have to tell me
where that cell phone is.

-Cell phone?
-Don't play stupid with me.

I'm giving you a chance
to save your precious conjugal.

You lie to me, they're gone,
and they're never coming back.

Now, where's that cell phone?

Turner, your transfer came in.
They want you in administration.

He didn't talk.

All I gotta say is,
I better get to make all the calls I want.

Gonna be kind of hard.

Soap?

I lost my conjugals over soap?

You may have lost your conjugals,
but I can do you one better.

-I can get you to her.
-To Maricruz?

-You can get me to Maricruz?
-That's right.

Yeah, and how you gonna do that?

We're breaking out of here.

How?

-Starts in our cell.
-In our cell?

To tell you the truth, it's already started.

Are you crazy?
You think I want to break out of here?

Sixteen months from now,
I'm out the gate.

I'm getting married, papi,

and I'm sure as hell not doing it
with no posse on my ass.

Man, I ought to beat you
six ways till Sunday.

I lost my conjugals, pendejo,
and all because of your little bar of soap.

I had to test you.
See if you could keep a secret.

You want a secret?
I got a secret for you, Fish.

You dig in my cell while I'm there,
and I'm gonna split your wig.

That went well.

Why don't we start with
Lincoln's relationship with your boyfriend?

Real simple.

He owed my man $90,000,
and he wasn't getting it done.

Then all of a sudden, it gets done.

Crab walks in with $90,000
and a big ass smile on his face.

Who paid him?

-Not Lincoln. They paid his marker.
-Who's they?

It's all right, Leticia.
I told you, you're safe here.

Crab brought this guy home.
Never seen him before.

Crab did what he always did
when he was doing big business.

He told me to take a walk,
so that's exactly what I did.

There was something
about this guy, though.

He wasn't the kind of guy
Crab usually dealt with.

What do you mean?

Couldn't put my finger on it
till he went outside.

Then I knew. He had that look.

-What look?
-You know.

Like they own the place.
Like they're untouchable.

Like they're government.

So the government paid Lincoln's debt?

Did Crab say what they wanted in return?

All right.
Just give me a moment to type this up.

-Where are you going?
-I'm gonna have a smoke.

-This is only going to take me a minute.
-So will the smoke.

No redness or swelling,
so there's no sign of infection.

I'm going to keep you on antibiotics
for the next 10 days.

You should be good.

Michael, you understand by law

I'm obligated to file a report
if I feel there's been prisoner misconduct.

There's no way this injury happened
by stepping on a blade in a garden shed.

If you file a report,
things could get a lot worse for me.

-They're not already?
-Not compared to what they could be.

-I've made some enemies.
-Yeah.

You scared?

Men. Okay, here's what I think.
I think you are scared.

And you wouldn't be human
if you weren't scared in a place like this.

When I was young,
I couldn't sleep at night

because I thought
there was a monster in the closet.

But my brother told me there wasn't
anything in the closet but fear,

and fear wasn't real.

He said it wasn't made of anything.
It was just.. .air.

Not even that.

He said you just have to face it.

You just have to open that door,
and the monster would disappear.

-Your brother sounds like a smart man.
-He is.

In here, though,
you face your fear, you open that door,

and there's a hundred more doors
behind it.

And the monsters
that are hiding behind them

are all real.

If you want,
I could recommend you be sent to Ad Seg.

With the rape victims and the snitches.

It would keep you safe.

Thanks.

But I think I'd like to face
the monsters on my own.

-Have a good smoke?
- I don't smoke.

Didn't mean to startle you.

Special Agent Kellerman, Secret Service.

We've been informed that you obtained
a copy of the surveillance tape

entered as evidence
in the Lincoln Burrows trial.

-Is there a problem with that?
-We're just following up.

Has there been some amendment

to the Freedom of Information Act
that I'm not aware of?

You know, when a prisoner gets close
to the end of his time on death row

-there's a lot of last minute...
-I'm sorry,

I still don't understand
why this would be a problem

-for the Secret Service.
-It's not.

The prosecution made its case
far beyond any reasonable doubt

and we know that we have the right man.

That being said, if you come across

anything that could shed some light
on his innocence,

I'm offering my help.

Sounds great.
I really appreciate you coming by.

-Do you have a card, Agent Kellerman?
-Of course.

-Don't hesitate to call.
-Thanks.

Leticia.

-Sebastian, I'm so sorry, I...
-Where are you?

I'm sorry... This just isn't the time.
I'm sorry.

This is the time. I'm at the reception hall.

The coordinator's here, the vendors.

Look, I'm just...
I'm sorry, I can't talk right now.

I say we take his whole foot.

We could cut off all his limbs,
he still wouldn't talk.

Pain is not the answer here.

Maybe The Beatles were right after all.

Maybe all you need is love.

What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?
I'm rolling it up.

You can't do this.

I'm done playing
your reindeer games, Fish.

I'm going to transfer to a nice quiet cell
with a normal cellie.

One that doesn't screw my entire life up.

Look, I'm sorry about your conjugals,

but if you go now...

-Don't do this, please.
-Listen to me, Fish.

I got 16 months.
I got a fiancée to think about.

I get caught with a hole in my wall,

I don't get to see the real world
for another five years.

Let's go, Sucre.

-I can't do that.
-There's always a solution.

-We can work it out.
-Sorry, Fish.

Can I ask you something?

Why have you denied
any family or loved ones

to be there for you in the end?

Why would I let them watch me die?

I've caused them enough pain.

Maybe it's not about them
watching you die.

Maybe it's about me watching them live.

-That the final torture?
-No.

It's about how you want to leave
this world.

What's the last image
you want to take with you?

A stranger?

Got an issue with our little friend
over there?

I don't gotta come to you.
You don't give the green light.

Everything in here runs through me,
you know that.

Maytag's in the ground
because of that piece of detritus.

So now you want him.

Every day for the rest of his bid.

Seems you and I
have something in common, then.

Easy now, Fish.

Don't make this any harder
than it needs to be.

It's time we came to an arrangement,
don't you think?

You know, I was thinking
I was gonna gut you

bow to stern,
as soon as I laid eyes on you.

But, alackaday, you look so pretty
when you're scared, don't you?

Maybe we ought to get the love
out of the way

before we move onto the hate.
What do you say to that, pretty?

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe it's time I lit up that leather
once and for all, huh?

God, he talks too much.

You and I need to have a conversation.

What happened in there
was my way of saying

I know I've been going about
this whole thing the wrong way.

We've got a man down.

I'm trying to make amends here!

We need some help in here!

Bygones be bygones.

Need a doctor down here, quick!

-You're a mercurial man, John.
- I prefer bold.

Come on, just keep it moving, guys.
Come on.

-Tell me what you need from me.
-A trade.

You get me a plane
and I'll get you Fibonacci.

-What do you need the plane for?
- I think you know.

I help you, I'm in.
You know that, don't you?

I do.

I just gotta know the exact date and time.

-I'll tell you soon enough.
-Soon enough ain't gonna cut it.

I need to be outside these walls
before Fibonacci testifies.

You will be.

He testifies in one month.

Then you'll be out in plenty of time.

If not, you're a corpse.

So you better cut the crap,
tell me the exact date and time,

so I can start making the arrangements.

I don't know
if I can trust you with that information yet.

-Why not?
-Like I said, John, you're a mercurial man.

Lewis, take these off.

-Sink, I can't do that.
-Come on, man, I'm in a cage.

Ten minutes.

Please.

It's my kid.

So, here we are.

Yeah.

How've you been?

You know. In trouble.

How's your mom?

-She's good.
-Hey,

I've been talking to the chaplain,
and they'd like me to decide

on who I should have at the...

I guess what I'm trying to say is,

when you get to the end
you start to realize

what's important to you.
You know, who really matters to you.

And, you know, that leaves you and Mike.

The only blood I got left in this world.

Yeah, I gotta say I'm not really following
what you're saying.

Well,

in the end,
the only thing that matters is love.

Blood, family, you.

Give me your hand.

What are you doing?

Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

I want you to be there...

I want you to be there the day before I die.

So I can see you, so I can hold you.

I...

I love you. I've always loved you.

This whole thing,

I don't know if I can take it.

Me, either.

I don't have a choice.

You do.

I am so sorry.

I met with this woman today,
and she knew things about Lincoln's case.

And then she just disappeared.
I think something happened to her.

Look, I'm going to make this
real easy for you.

Do you want to get married...or not?

I don't know.

Wonderful.

Maybe we could postpone it.
Okay, I can't do this right now.

My head's not in it.
It's supposed to be a celebration.

If you're really telling me
you wanna postpone this thing,

then I want to cancel it.

Sebastian,

I'm sorry.

I'll come get my stuff tomorrow.

Open on 40!

Scofield. Found you a new cellie.

As luck would have I,
I found him in Psych Ward.

You were the only guy
with an empty tray, so...

-Psych Ward?
-You got a problem with that?

"Cause if you do,

please feel free to drop it
in my suggestion box here.

Haywire, get in here.

Close it up on 40!

Oh, and Scofield, just a heads up.

Don't make eye contact with him.

Lincoln, we have a problem.

- I got a new cellmate.
-Who?

That's a problem.

We're just going to have to
bring him on board.

You don't bring a guy like that on board.

Then I'll work at night, when he's sleeping.

10 feet, Scofield.

-How far behind are we?
-Three days.

Thought you said
the margin for error was zero days.

I did.

Nice out here.

I got a buddy who's got a place
way back up in these woods.

Come up here hunting
around this time of year.

Man.

Put her back in. Back in.

Here. Come here.

-Take her out there.
-She's nothing.

Nobody would believe her
if she talked anyway.

Hundred yards or so should do it.

Do it.

Go!

I'm sorry.

You gotta believe me.

Damn it.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Pick up the casings.

What's your problem?

I got a neuroanatomic lesion
affecting my reticular activating system.

-What does that mean?
-It means I don't sleep.

At all.