Prison Break Season 2 Episode 6

Jeanette: Do you know what the best cure for a broken heart is?
T-Bag: Do tell.
Jeanette: Get back on the bike. Whatever bike it is.

Lincoln (his shovel hits something hard): I got somethin'.
Michael: It's the silo's foundation.
Tweener: Hells yeah!
Michael (whispering): Thank you Charles.

Tweener: Yo man, this is not good. We got her up in our grill checkin' in on us all the time.
T-Bag: The boy's right. My hand says "I can't dig". I'll volunteer to keep her occupied.
Michael: You don't touch her.
T-Bag: Who are you, Sister Mary Francis? I know how to play nice.
Michael: I'll be watchin'.

Michael: We're gonna get back to work now.
Janette: No. I think y'all are done. And I think y'all need to leave now.
Michael: We're almost finished.
Janette: No, I think you are finished, okay? And I want you to leave my house now!

Jeanette (sees policewoman outside): Oh thank God!
T-Bag (holds hammer to Jeanette's neck as she tries leave): Where you goin'?
Michael: T-Bag!! Let her go!
Jeanette: Oh God…
T-Bag: She's our only way outta this, pretty.
Jeanette: Ahh!
T-Bag: Don't say a word, you old whore. Or I'm gonna cut your throat out.

C-Note: 'Aight man, one hand or not I think hillbilly needs to be up in here diggin'.

Michael: Sucre…down the road, if you get in trouble, europeangoldfinch.net. It's what we can all use to communicate. Post a note on the message board.

T-Bag: We really need to get started, ma'am. We wouldn't want a pretty little thing like yourself sitting in the dark tonight, now do we?
Jeanette: Now that depends on who I'm sitting with.
T-Bag: Touché.

C-Note (to T-Bag): Damn man, you still alive?
T-Bag: And kickin', homeboy.
Lincoln (to C-Note): How'd you find us?
C-Note: Man, if I can do rapid deployment with satellite communications for Uncle Sam all over the world...

T-Bag: Whiskey always makes me feel irascible.
Jeanette: I don't know what that means, (laughs), but I do like the sound of it. (she rubs her finger across his chin and he grabs her hand and inhales)
T-Bag: Are you wearing angel perfume?
Jeanette: I am. (a dark look crosses his face) Oh, that reminds you of an ex I take it?
T-Bag: Yeah.
Jeanette: Now, is that good memories or bad memories?
T-Bag: Both.

Gov. Tancredi (on the cell phone): No, no, plans change. Sara, you remember that guy I met with you in your apartment? (talking about Kellerman) I want you to stay away from him.
Sara: Who? Lance from, from my group?
Gov. Tancredi: Yeah, yeah. That's him. He is not who he says he is. I found out some other things, too.
Sara: What are you talking about? (she turns around to find Kellerman has come up behind her)
Gov. Tancredi: You were right, Sara! You were right!
Sara: I gotta go. (hiding her apprehension, she hangs up)

Lincoln: What?
Tweener: Whoa! Okay, 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: What?!
Tweener: 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.
T-bag: Here we go, here we go.
Tweener: I came through you gimp!

Sucre (coming across a hitchhiking C-Note): You walk here?

T-Bag (about sending Tweener to the store): Mistake. Big mistake.

C-Note: Ain't we did this dance before? You know, I say I want in, you say no. Then I threaten to tell somebody about what's goin' on here. Then you decide to play nice and we're one big happy family. Why don't we just stop wasting time, alright?

Michael: Well as always, your timing is flawless.
C-Note: I don't follow.
Michael: Let me try to explain it to you. We're tryin' to run something here, and we can't have people walking in off the street.
C-Note: Oh, oh, okay. So you want us to leave and then you can just mail us the check?
Michael (walks over to Sucre): Sucre, I know you trust me and you know I'll cut you in on that money, but the two of you being here right now jeopardizes everything.
Sucre: I'm not going nowhere. I want my share of the money.

Michael: Where'd you learn about electricity?
Lincoln: Used to steal copper wires from transformer boxes. Sell 'em on the docks, make a few bucks. When you were at school, of course.

Agent: What makes you think that these escapees know where they money is?
Mahone: Because they may have been locked up with the real D.B. Cooper.

Michael: I want you to go back to that garden center and get everything on this list. And gas up the car. We'll meet you right back here in one hour.
Tweener: Aight.
Michael: And David...don't screw this up.
Tweener: This ain't Fox River anymore, man. You're lookin' at the real deal now.

T-Bag (seeing a woman in the house on top of the money): Ain't no problem a screwdriver to her temple won't fix.

T-Bag: I remembered the best I can, gents, but I didn't know this place would now be smothered in tract homes. So, you know, sorry I'm not Rain Man over here.

Kellerman: You know, to be honest, I was expecting to brief the president.
Agent Kim: Yeah, about that. Right now, as you can imagine, Caroline's quite busy.
Kellerman: She's always been busy, I've been working side by side with her for fifteen years.
Agent Kim: Paul – she's the President of the United States now.
Kellerman: Yes, Bill, and I helped to put her there.
Agent Kim: Well, if you'd like for her to remain in office, you'll take my advice and just stay on the sidelines for now.

Lincoln: Ranch is gone, Michael.
Michael: Well the 5 million might not be.
T-Bag: And you gonna find it how? What, you got a divining rod tattooed on your ass?
Michael: I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH OTHER THAN WHAT YOUR PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY SLIPS OUT REGARDING THAT MAP!
T-Bag: You watch your tone with me, boy.
Michael: I will watch you get tossed to the side of the road to fend for yourself, boy. Because if you can't remember where that silo was, you're worthless to us.

Tweener: Yo, we gots company.
(C-Note and Sucre walk in)
C-Note: What's up, snowflake?