- Oh, my God. Williamson, get in here. - What the hell happened here? - An accident. - Here... gotta get him to the infirmary. Come on. - Get out. - I thought you said you were gonna have a conversation with him. - Yeah, I did. - Things, uh, escalated. - Bring him on into Three. Cathy, I'm gonna need 10cc'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? - Uh, nothing. - This isn't nothing, Michael. I need you to tell me what happened. - Don't make me lie to you. - Please. - I think you better have I.A. start an investigation. - Oh, there's no need. We know what happened. - Uh, 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? - Yep. - So, uh, why wasn't the boot still on his foot? - Like I said, Doc... - we got it taken care of. - Let's go. - I'm going to 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 going to 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 ten miles from here. - They're run by a shell corporation Abruzzi owns. - We get him on board, - there's gonna 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, I couldn't know who that was until I got in here. - Sucre? You can't be serious. - The guy's a thief, Michael; he can't be trusted. - Gonna have to trust him, - because he's my cell mate. - 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? - We don't get him on board, there's not going to be any digging in that cell, - and if there's no digging in that cell... - then there's no escape. - Thank you for calling, please leave a message after the tone. - Maricruz? It's me, baby. You there? - Pick up if you're there, mami. - I been in the SHU. - I been thinking about you. - About your body... - God, I've been thinking about your body... - Hello? - Uh, Mrs. Delgado.... - Hi. How you doing? It's me, Fernando. - Um, sorry to bother you at home, but, uh, - 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 come to the right place. - I want to do it slow. - Inflict the maximum amount of pain, - so a 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." - 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 'em, 'cause the wound's not fatal. - Well, 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 going to kill you.
