- [Michael beat himself up to get rid of his room-mate]
- Dr. Sara Tancredi: Good afternoon Mr. Scofield.
- Michael Scofield: Hello.
- Dr. Sara Tancredi: How are you feeling today?
- [Rolling up his sleeve]
- Michael Scofield: Well, good.
- [Referring to the cut eyebrow]
- Dr. Sara Tancredi: What happened?
- [Sits down]
- Michael Scofield: Uh, caught an elbow playing basketball.
- [Disbelieving]
- Dr. Sara Tancredi: Uh huh. Mind if I take a look?
- [Invitingly]
- Michael Scofield: By all means.
- [She peels off the bandage and takes a look, obviously at more than the elbow]
- Dr. Sara Tancredi: You know, you're going to get killed in here right? If you're not careful.
- [Michael looks at the grate, then at her]
- Michael Scofield: I'll make a bet that when I get out of here, alive, I'll take you to dinner;... lunch... , a cup of coffee.
- Dr. Sara Tancredi: Michael, this, this charm act could be exactly what is getting you into trouble out in the yard.
- [He looks at her and then down. She doesn't understand]
- John Abruzzi: So what's the problem?
- Michael Scofield: You're looking at it.
- [nods toward Haywire]
- John Abruzzi: Haywire?
- Michael Scofield: Yep. That's my new cellmate.
- John Abruzzi: That's a problem.
- Haywire: I just shared a secret with you. Now it's your turn.
- Michael Scofield: You wanna know what the tattoos mean?
- Haywire: Yeah.
- Michael Scofield: Nothing.
- Fernando Sucre: [Michael is entering with Haywire still staring at him. Haywire is drawing a pattern on his notepad. Sucre rushes over to Michael] I want back in.
- Michael Scofield: Too late.
- Fernando Sucre: [Desperate] I'll do anything you need. You see these hands? They're diggin machines. You wanna go to China? I'll get you to China, Fish. I'll dig like a psychotic rodent if I have to, Fish.
- [He gets in front of Michael and physically stops him]
- Fernando Sucre: I gotta be back in.
- Michael Scofield: As of right now, there is no in.
- [He looks over a Haywire, who is still frantically drawing]
- Michael Scofield: Van Gogh over there is my new cellmate.
- Fernando Sucre: [Barely giving him a glance] But you're going to do something about it, right? You're going to get rid of him?
- Michael Scofield: [Evenly] I'll do what's necessary.
- Fernando Sucre: [Smiles and laughs, tightly hugging Michael] You my boy.
- [Michael smiles too]
- Fernando Sucre: So how're you gonna do it anyway?
- Michael Scofield: Let's just put is this way. Someone's gonna get hurt.
- [Sucre looks over at Haywire, who is still drawing]
- Haywire: [about Michael's tattoos] It leads to hell! It's a pathway to hell! He's taking us all down to hell!
- Haywire: I crapped myself once in junior high. During P.E. We were playing badminton and I knew I would have to walk past the other students to get to the locker room and so I just started walking and I tried to make fun of it, you know, before the other kids did. So I turned around behind me and I said, "look I have a tail".
- John Abruzzi: Making any progress?
- Michael Scofield: With Sleeping Beauty back there, or with the digging?
- John Abruzzi: Either.
- Michael Scofield: No. But I know what to do.
- John Abruzzi: Oh yeah? The problem is, you don't got the stugots to do it.
- Warden Henry Pope: Putting him in with Haywire is a low blow, deputy.
- Captain Brad Bellick: What? The shrinks cleared Haywire for re-entry into gen pop. Besides, he's so doped up on meds he's like a kitten these days.
- Warden Henry Pope: A kitten who murdered both his parents.
- Warden Henry Pope: [to Bellick] When I retire, I'm recommending you to take my place. Don't make me regret it.
- Michael Scofield: Haywire, have you ever thought of breaking out?
- Haywire: What the hell would I do out there?
- Warden Henry Pope: The prison system's a little too crowded for requests based on personality. It's not exactly Sandals out there.