Prison Break2005

John Abruzzi:
[Cut to the line heading back to the block. Michael gets pushed out of the line and into a side room by Gus. He looks around, worried] Easy now, Fish, don't make this any harder than it needs to be. [He stands with his back to Michael. He turns around] It's time we came to an arrangement, don't you think? [T-Bag steps out from behind him and looks up]

Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell:
[Smiling] You know, I was thinkin' I was gonna cut you bile to stern soon as I laid eyes on you, but a lack-a day, you look so pretty when you're scared, don't you? [He turns to Abruzzi] Maybe we ought to get the love out of the way before we move onto the hate. [He turns back to Michael] What do you say to that, Pretty? [He licks his lips] Hmm? Yeah... yeah, maybe it's time I lit up that leather once and for all. [He puts the shank down on a wall. As soon as he's unarmed, Abruzzi elbows him hard in the face. Michael shields his face with his arm. Abruzzi fights T-Bag off and his group incapacitate him. Abruzzi turns back to Michael]

John Abruzzi:
Ahh, he talks too much. [He grabs the back of Michael's head and pulls it toward him] You and I need to have a conversation. [They walk back into the line] What happened in there was my way of saying uh, I know I've been coming about this whole thing the wrong way. [CO's rush to the room where T-Bag lays] I'm trying to make amends here. Bygones for bygones. [He holds out his hand]

Michael Scofield:
You're a mercurial man, John.

John Abruzzi:
I prefer bold. [He laughs and walks forward]

John Abruzzi:
[They walk out past the yard] Tell me what you need from me.

Michael Scofield:
A trade. You get me a plane, I'll get you Fibonacci.

John Abruzzi:
What do you need a plane for?

Michael Scofield:
I think you know.

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

Michael Scofield:
I do. [Abruzzi nods]

John Abruzzi:
I just gotta know the exact date and time.

Michael Scofield:
I'll tell you soon enough.

John Abruzzi:
Soon enough ain't gonna cut it. I need to be outside these walls before Fibonacci testifies.

Michael Scofield:
You will be.

John Abruzzi:
He testifies in one month.

Michael Scofield:
Then we'll be out in plenty of time.

John Abruzzi:
If not, you're a corpse. So you'd better cut the crap and tell me the exact date and time so I can start making the arrangements.

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

John Abruzzi:
Why not?

Michael Scofield:
Like I said, John, you're a mercurial man.