Prison Break Season 1 Episode 2

Tim Giles: I wanted to apologize for being so short with you before.
Veronica: No problem.
Tim Giles: The closer it gets to an execution, uh, the harder it becomes. That's why I want to give you this. It's the, uh, surveillance tape of the garage that night. It was a closed trial, so no-one outside of the courtroom saw it, but, I though I could help you out.
Veronica: With what?
Tim Giles: Closure.

Veronica: (about Steadman) The guy was like a saint. All the charity work, the environmental progress his company was making. About the only person in this entire country who had motive to kill him, was you.
Lincoln: You came all the way down here just to tell me how guilty I am?
Veronica: I don't know why I came here.

Sucre: Toilet won't flush.
Michael: So?
Sucre: Means only one thing, Fish. They shut down the water so you can't flush your contraband.
Michael: So? We've got nothing to worry about.
Sucre:(shows Michael a small plastic bag under his mattress containing narcotics) Says who? (throws bag out of the cell)

Kellerman: We have a small complication. There's a lawyer poking around.
Reynolds: Veronica Donovan.
Kellerman: Yes.
Reynolds: You can handle a girl who graduated in the middle of her Baylor law school class. At least I'd like to think so given the stakes of what we're dealing with here. Anyone that's a threat to what we're doing, is expendable. Anyone.

Michael: What's it take to shake down another inmate? Get something he took from you?
Abruzzi: It would take Fibonacci.
Michael: Oh. I'll give you Fibonacci. I promised you that. When the time is right.
Abruzzi: The time is right now.
Michael: No. The time is right when you and I are standing outside those walls.

Westmoreland: (about Michael) Three days in and he's already thinking about turning rabbit. It'll pass. It always does.

C-Note: (to Michael) Listen, white boy, your luck just ran out. You chose the wrong side.

Abruzzi (to Michael): This little polka you and I have been doing for a while...as of this moment: it's over.

T-Bag: I'll protect you. All you gotta do is take this pocket right here, and your life'll be all peaches and cream. I walk, you walk with me. I'm gonna keep you real close so no one up in here can hurt you.
Michael: Looks to me you already got a girlfriend.
T-Bag: I got a whole 'nother pocket over here.

C-Note: What's up there in that infirmary that you need so bad?
Michael: You get me that PUGNAc, and maybe I'll tell you.

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

Lincoln (to Veronica): You have a new life now. I know that. But if what we had before meant anything to you, you'd find out the truth.
Veronica (tears in her eyes): Maybe all this is the truth. Maybe they got it right.

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

T-Bag (to Michael): You come around these bleachers again, it's gonna be more than just words we're exchangin'. Know what I'm saying?

Leticia: They killed him. 'Cause he knew things. Things they didn't want to get out.
Veronica: Like what?
Leticia Like who was really behind that hit that night. Wasn't Crab, that's for damn sure. And it sure as hell wasn't Lincoln! Neither them boys knew what they were gettin' into. They were just pawns in a big game.

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: There a reason?
Westmoreland: Same reason you don't put cats and dogs in the same cage – they don't get along.

Lincoln: It can't be done, Michael. No one's ever broken out of Fox River.
Michael: Every single step's already been mapped out. Every contingency.
Lincoln: Every contingency? You may have the blueprints to this place but there's one thing those plans can't show you – people. Guys like Abruzzi. You so much as look at these cats the wrong way, they'll cut you up.
Michael: Far as the rest of these guys are concerned, I'm just another con, doin' his time. Stayin' out of trouble.
Lincoln: You don't go lookin' for trouble in here, it just finds you!
Michael: And when it does we'll be long gone.

Michael: As long as I get that PUGNAc I'll get all the access I need.
Lincoln: What the hell is a PUGNAc?
Michael: It lowers my insulin level to the point that I'm hyperglycemic.

T-Bag: Maybe you're one of them milk chickens, all confused-like? White on the outside, black as tar on the inside.

Officer Bellick: You're the old man's back pocket, are you? I got news for you fish, he may run this place during the day, but I run it during the night.

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: Does this T-Bag have a name?
T-Bag (walks up): That is my real name. (Michael gets up.)
No, no, no please, sit. So you're the one I've been hearing all the rave reviews about. Scofield! One things for sure, you just as pretty as advertised. Prettier even.