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When Haywire jumps out of the car, the rest of the inmates pile in. While Haywire digs through the garbage, Abruzzi hands Lincoln the keys. Lincoln starts the van and speeds past Haywire.
C.O. Stolte updates Pope on the manhunt. They have set up traffic check points and added the names of the escapees to the passenger watch lists at nearby airports. In addition, they’re setting up surveillance and wiretaps on the houses of the inmate’s family members.
Pope turns and address a man investigating the door to the infirmary. The man tells Pope, “Door wasn't forced. Lock wasn't picked. Far as I can tell, they basically just walked right in.” An orderly nearby says it’s impossible because the doors are locked every night, unless someone left it open for them.
The van speeds down the back roads. T-Bag asks Abruzzi why he insisted that Lincoln drive and Abruzzi sit in the seat he’s in. Abruzzi doesn’t answer and moves his fingers underneath T-Bag’s seat searching for the handle of a small pistol. T-Bag’s moves his hands underneath his shirt concealing that he has affixed one side of the handcuffs to his left wrist. Before Abruzzi can pull the trigger, T-Bag reaches out and cuffs the other side to Michael’s right wrist. Abruzzi says that won’t stop him and forces the muzzle against T-Bags temple. T-Bag warns that if John pulls the trigger, then he’ll have to drag T-Bag’s dead body with him and that could jeopardize Abruzzi getting Fibonnaci’s location.
Abruzzi holds T-Bag as Michael searches for the key. T-Bag holds the key in his teeth, and then swallows it before they can pull it out. “Oops,” he taunts Michael and John.
The silhouettes of two men are working in a laboratory. One man explains, “This glycoside saxitoxin hybrid goes to work in the blood stream instantly,” as his hand moves across the beakers before him. Miles away, in her hotel suite, Vice President Reynolds looks over work at her desk. The man continues, “Five minutes is the outside limit even the strongest cardiac muscles can continue to function. After that, massive cardiac arrest with no chance of survival.” Reynolds looks over papers, making notes. He adds that toxicology tests will find nothing, the death will appear to come from natural causes. The man turns and holds out the beaker. He looks to the other man and questions, “This is high treason, you know that, don’t you?” The other man says nothing, then leaves.
Bellick scours the mill area with a team of guards. They find Tweener’s bloody hand print and the dogs have the scent. Another C.O. shows Bellick the broken tail light as Patterson brings over a local man who says he saw a blue van parked there earlier.
The tension grows between Abruzzi and T-Bag until Michael snaps and tells them to shut up. Michael tells them they’re about five miles from the airfield. C-Note leans toward Abruzzi and whispers, “Your jet better be there, Mr. Mafia. You feel me?”
The pilot of Abruzzi’s jet listens to this walkie-talkie and is growing increasingly nervous about the police response in the area. Maggio stands nearby, popping pistachios in his mouth.