Prison Break, Season 4

Michael Scofield:
My name is Michael Scofield, and I'm a fugitive. Three weeks ago, I was in a Panamanian prison. While I was there, I was approached by The Company. The Company is a corrupt organization involved in all levels of industry and government. They gave me two options: break one of their men, James Whistler, out of that prison or else they would kill the only woman I ever loved, Dr. Sara Tancredi. I held up my end of the deal, and I broke Whistler out. But The Company... They killed Sara anyway. I don't know why The Company wanted James Whistler out of prison, but I've tracked him here to Los Angeles. He's with another Company agent I know only as Gretchen. The same agent who murdered Sara. This ends today. I came here seeking justice. The justice I now know the system cannot provide. So, if you're reading this letter, you'll know I died avenging Sara's death.

Alexander Mahone:
Get closer to him.

Michael Scofield:
If he was any closer, he would be in the car.

Gretchen Morgan:
[Speaking about the General] No, there's no way he deserves any of this.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Sing it sister.

Gretchen Morgan:
After what he put me through?

'Theodore Bagwell:
I can hardly believe it myself. Look, what we must do is make sure that cosmic justice rains down upon him, for once we obtain the good General's card, there ain't hardy nothing standing in between us and Mr. Feng's 125 million dollars.

'Theodore Bagwell:
I was born on a mountainside.

Gretchen Morgan:
Just keep both hands on the camera.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Tell me when I'm getting warm. You hand-picked Michael Scofield and the bunch, trucked them all out here on Uncle Sam's dime, to do your bidding, and now they're standing right in the cross hairs for what you did. (shakes head in admiration) I always said cops where more crooked than criminals. Let me guess- a little, little slice of heaven, is that what is was for? Gambling debt? Maybe you're a... a geologist of the rock candy variety?

Donald Self:
The information you got from Gretchen's prints-you sure it's the right address?

'Theodore Bagwell:
Right as rain

Donald Self:
(Pointing gun at T-Bag) Good now shut up or I'm gonna shoot you. You understand me?

'Theodore Bagwell:
Oh, I, I...I aint

Donald Self:
Shut your mouth.

'Theodore Bagwell:
I know when...

Donald Self:
Shut your mouth.

'Theodore Bagwell:
to shut my...

Donald Self:
Be quiet.

'Theodore Bagwell:
(pretends to zip up his mouth)

Donald Self:
Wow, Gretchen, you're making friends left and right, huh?

Donald Self:
Put the daughter on the phone.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Is there a problem?

Donald Self:
Just put her on the phone.

|Emily":
Hello?

Gretchen Morgan:
Emily, baby, it's your Auntie Gretchen.

"|Emily":
Where are you?

Gretchen Morgan:
I'm not far. Are you okay?

"|Emily":
There's this mean man here.

Gretchen Morgan:
(Almost crying) Emily, baby, do you remember the mean man that used to live with your mommy Rita? The one that used to yell at you all the time?

"|Emily":
Roy?

Gretchen Morgan:
That's the one. And what happened to Roy?

"|Emily":
He went to the store one day (Looks up at T-bag) and never came back.

Gretchen Morgan:
That's right. And I think that if you don't like this mean man, then very soon, he's going to leave and he's never coming back.

"|Emily":
You think so?

Gretchen Morgan:
Baby, I know so--

Donald Self:
All right that's enough (To the phone, in sarcastic voice) Emily, baby, put the mean man back on the phone.

Ralph Becker":
HI,there! My name is Ralph Becker, and I'm selling Bibles to raise money for the Church of the Holy Trinity. And I wonder If I could spend five minutes of your time and talk about the Gospel with you.

'Theodore Bagwell:
We're a bit, uh, indisposed at the moment, Ralph. Can you come back tomorrow?

'Theodore Bagwell:
(forcing a smile) I said we're busy.

'Theodore Bagwell:
You're a bit pushy for a Bible salesman, ain't ya, friend?

'Theodore Bagwell:
Yeah, I bet you're on a mission, all right.

Rita Morgan":
(Screams) What are you doing?!

'Theodore Bagwell:
Close the door, close the door!! This guy is company!

Rita Morgan":
Whats company?!

'Theodore Bagwell:
Get me some rope to tie him up with!

Rita Morgan":
This guy is a Bible salesman!

'Theodore Bagwell:
(Points gun at Rita) GET ME A ROPE, NOW!

Donald Self:
You whore. You are a whore, and your mother was a whore, and her mother, and your father used to turn tricks at a gas station, cause he was a whore too. and I got a piece of that too

Donald Self:
You ready to go T-Bag?

'Theodore Bagwell:
No, no, no, no, no-what do you, what do you want me to say?

Donald Self:
Just run your mouth. You know how to do that, right? Look when we get in, we'll let you know. Until then, keep 'em busy. Figure it out okay?

'Theodore Bagwell:
Come on Donnie, I don't know about that.

Donald Self:
You'll be fine, just figure it out.

'Theodore Bagwell:
'scus me, 'scus me, I'd like a meeting with your president, sir. Uh.. can you notify him I'm here. Thank you.

"w:
Gaurd": The president doesn't live in America, sir. She lives in Kashmir.

'Theodore Bagwell:
She? Oh, well. Well, (laughs) well, that explains a lot, don;t it? Listen, Haji, I got no beefs with you, okay? It's just, there comes a point when a thinking man, has to take a stand. You knows who else thinks? Elephants. That's right. Elephants. You know, they have the largest brain in the whole animal kingdom? Did you know that?

"w:
India Guard":Sir...

'Theodore Bagwell:
You folks have a history of mistreating these mighty creatures, and up til now, no one's been lifting a finger. Up till now.

"w:
India Guard": This is private property, sir. I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

'Theodore Bagwell:
(Reaching in his pocket and pulls out handcuffs) Well, I'm not going anywhere. (cuffs himself to the gate) HA!

"w:
India Guard": Unlock those now!

w:
India Guard":This is station four. I have a code 11.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Bah-ring it!

w:
American Guard": Sir? Sir? America's on the other end of that sidewalk. You're on international soil. For your sake, I hope you brought the keys for that.

'Theodore Bagwell:
I have no-no gripes with you at all, okay? I've been calling my congressman. I've been writing United Nations.

"w:
American Guard": I don't care.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Did you know that elephants eat over 500 pounds of food per day?! And their dung-It can be.. It can be processed into parchment.

"w:
American Guard": You're about to be in a big heap of that, sir.

'Theodore Bagwell:
ELAPHANTS!

"w:
American Guard":(In his walkie) Front gate, now.

'Theodore Bagwell:
ELAPHANTS!

'Theodore Bagwell:
Its an abomination, thats what it is, Its an abomination! Why, the elephants, next to the chimps, have the closest DNA sequence as us human beings!

"w:
India Guard": Sir, I-I don't think that's true.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Excuse me just a second.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Sorry to inconvenience you guys. (Takes out key for the cuffs and unlocks them just as a car appears)

"w:
American Guard": Your ride's here, pal.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Boys-Boys, just-just a little misunderstanding.

"w:
American Guard": They're going to take you down to visit your buddies at the zoo.

Donald Self:
Jesus, what happened to you?

'Theodore Bagwell:
Where's Scylla, huh?

Donald Self:
They left before we could get it.

'Theodore Bagwell:
I got the ass kicking of a lifetime and you come back empty-handed?

'Alexander Mahone:
We got this (Shows post-it note)

'Theodore Bagwell:
A post-it note?! Thats what you got?! How 'bout some Elmer's glue? Did you get any of that?!

'Michael Scofield:
Okay, one more minute and I'll be out of your hair.

w:
CTGaurd: Hey. You could be getting in big trouble for this, guy. You could go to prison.

'Michael Scofield:
Which one?

Michael Scofield:
Kellerman! I heard you were dead.

Kellerman:
Those rumors were greatly exaggerated.

Michael Scofield:
I want you to know, I'm totally gonna be a hands on dad.

Sara:
Okay...

Michael Scofield:
Like if the baby needs a bottle in the middle of the night, I will totally keep your side of the bed warm until you get back.

Sucre:
[Scylla has been turned over and everyone is meeting with Kellerman to sign their paperwork to be set free. Sucre kisses his document before he hands it to Kellerman and holds up his pen] Can I keep the pen?

Kellerman:
[laughs softly] Sure.

'Theodore Bagwell:
"And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ forgave you." Ephesians 4:32. Let's forgive each other, Lincoln, Michael. In God's name, 'cause there's too much pain. There's too much hate in our hearts.

Lincoln:
We took a vote. You're in luck.

'Theodore Bagwell:
Oh, lucky day.

Michael Scofield:
What we voted on was whether or not you took a stick of gum on the van ride back to prison.

'Theodore Bagwell:
You rot in hell, both of you!

Sara:
"I caught an elbow playing basketball" (Referring to Cute Poison)

w:
Prison Guard:Tell them what you told me.

Theodore Bagwell:
Michael Scofield's about to stage a prison break. And I know "exactly" how he's going to do it

Todd Wheatley:
Exactly what did Scofield ask you to do?

Theodore Bagwell:
Just light a fire in my cell, and the the rest... The rest'll just take care of itself.

Todd Wheatley:
Fire alarm. When that goes off, what's your protocol?

w:
Prison Warden:State law, mandatory evac.

Theodore Bagwell:
Yeah, he wasn't gonna break her out, he was gonna get you to escort her out.

w:
Prison Guard:Shut up.

Todd Wheatley:
Get him out of here.

Sara:
What are we waiting for?

Michael Scofield:
We made a deal. For the right price, T-Bag would set off the fire alarms.

Michael Scofield:
That's what we were waiting for.

Sara:
Michael, there's a-

Michael Scofield:
It's okay. See, there's only one thing you can count on when you're dealing with T-Bag.(smiles) He's a rat.

Theodore Bagwell:
Why am I being punished?! I'm the guy who blew the whistle!

w:
Prison Guard:You aided and abetted an escape, Mr. Bagwell. As far as the authorities are concerned, you're an accomplice.

Theodore Bagwell:
SCOFIELD! SCOFIELD!... SCOOOFIIIEELD!

Michael Scofield:
"Well... if you're watching this, I'm glad. Because it means you're safe. And that's all I ever wanted. I wish I could be there with you, but, as you probably know now, I wouldn't have had much time anyway. So... I made my choice and... I don't regret it. Anyway... not that long from now, there's gonna be another little Scofield running around. And Linc, I want you to promise me, no matter what, they're gonna grow up knowing their uncle is never far away. And Sara, I want you to promise me that you're gonna keep an eye on Linc, as you may have noticed his tendency to get in trouble. You know...we spend so much of our lives not saying the things we wanna say, the things we should say, we speak in code and we send little messages... origami... so now... plainly... simply... I want to say that I love you both... very much. And I want you to promise me that you're gonna tell my child... that you're gonna tell my child... how much they're loved every day. And remind them how lucky they are to be free. Because we are. We're free now... finally! We're free!"

Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell:
We are captives of our own identities. Living in prisons of our own creations.

T-Bag:
I was Cole Pfeiffer. Respected businessman. Top salesman in the Northeast Region. Now I'm back being prisoner of my own identity. Theodore Bagwell. Convict. To hell with it. We are who we are, right?

Vikan:
[to Self] Listen to me, you mook. You're in the deep end of the pool now. At least act like you can swim.

T-Bag:
He might be a Company operative.

Self:
So kill him.

T-Bag:
He could also be a Bible salesman!

Self:
Then he should have no problem getting past St. Peter. Kill him.

[T-Bag is readying to kill Ralph, a Bible salesman]

Rita:
Don't do this.

T-Bag:
I told you to go back yonder, okay? You don't want to see this! Cole Pfeiffer ain't here no more. Just ol' T-Bag.

Ralph Becker:
Our Father who art in Heaven. hallowed be thy name-

Rita:
You want to be free? Start now. Right this minute. If you pull that trigger Cole Pfeiffer is gone forever.

T-Bag:
You know, my daddy was a religious man, too, Ralph, just like you. We used to pray together in my room at night. I used to go down to the floor crying just like you now. Sometimes when I just couldn't take it no more, my daddy would recite a particular piece of scripture that he was fond of. "Weeping may endure through the night--

Ralph Becker:
--But joy cometh in the morning". Psalms 30:5.

Self:
Come on. After all we've been through, we can't be honest with each other? Your little photo shoot. And your weak ass attempt at the sixth card. You wanted him to know you were involved, right? Come on. He punished you, treated you like crap-- just like your real daddy. You want at least one of them to pay for it, right? Come on, Gretchen. I-I know you. I did my homework.

Gretchen:
Gee, Don, you you just cracked my whole Electra complex wide open. Kudos.

Christina:
I don't like your tone, Jonathan.

General Krantz:
Excuse me if I sound a bit abrasive. But it's been a while since anyone's tried to kill me.

General Krantz:
Well, if things go as well as expected here, You'll be rewarded accordingly.

T-Bag:
As a special liaison to the Company?

General Krantz:
Yes.

T-Bag:
What exactly does that entail?

General Krantz:
Well, that would be up to you. Most Company operatives choose their own career path, though I can't say what would suit you. What do sexual predators from Alabama typically do, uh, aside from the obvious?

T-Bag:
It's just your friendly, neighborhood T-Bag.

Christina:
[to Michael] You should know by now that you can't out-think me. I'll always be one step ahead of you because I'm your mother.

Christina:
[to Lincoln] Do you realize after what you pulled, you're completely worthless to me now? You've been worthless to me all your life.

T-Bag:
You know, I was always thinking the way I was gonna get revenge on Scofield was to kill him. Just driving that knife right into his bleeding heart. And now standing here looking at you, I'm thinking there's something worse than death for him.

Sara:
Please, no.

T-Bag:
I'll return you in one piece. But that piece gonna be a little used, that's all. And every time he looks at you, every time he wants to be with you, he's gonna see me.

Mike jr:
"How was my father like? my real father".

Serah scofield:
"Micheal Scofield was like a storm and frightning, and mysterious. And he would show up in your life the clear blue sky and then he would disapear just as quickle".

Lincoln:
"How are you alive in Yemen?, what happened to you Micheal?."

Lincoln:
"Now I'm not moving another inch for you telling me what the hell is going on right here."

MICHEAL:
"MICHEAL SCOFIELD had to die, I had to fake my death go away that was part of the deal met."

MICHEAL:
"If I wanted to work for deep cover operative Peisadon you'll all go free."

Lincoln:
"Who's that Peisadon here?."

MICHEAL:
"A psychopath, a frustrated powers we worked for in the CIA who felt he could do better than the superior so he created a CELL within CIA called 21-VOID implementing his own intelligent operations.."

PEISADON:
"The secret to real power is to never betray your intentions, to wear nothing on your slive, and to never let anyone to see your face[Micheal in silence]."

PEISADON:
"I know everything about you even in your more daily places you visit like zoo,[Jacobs fonder]what do I mean like zoo?[passing the bucks]."

MICHEAL:
"It's what's behind the eyes that counts."