Prison Break (TV Series)

Cell Test (2005)

Wentworth Miller: Michael Scofield

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• Dr. Sara Tancredi : [Cut to Fox River infirmary. Sara tends to Michael's bandaged foot]  No redness or swelling, so there's no sign of infection. I'm going to keep it on antibiotics for the next ten days. You should be good!

  [She stands up] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : Michael you understand by law I'm obligated to file a report if I feel there's been prisoner misconduct. There's no way this injury happened by stepping on a blade in a garden shed.

  [Michael pulls on his sock] 

  Michael Scofield : If you file the report, things could get a lot worse for me.

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : They're not already?

  Michael Scofield : Not compared to what they could be.

  [He looks down] 

  Michael Scofield : I've made some enemies.

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : Yeah. Scared?

  [Michael doesn't say anything] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : Man enough. Okay.

  [Michael smiles and laughs softly] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : Um, here's what I think. I think you are scared, and you wouldn't be human if you weren't scared in a place like this.

  Michael Scofield : When I was young, I couldn't sleep at night.

  [He finishes tying his shoe] 

  Michael Scofield : Because I thought there was a monster in the closet.

  [Sara smiles] 

  Michael Scofield : But my brother told me there wasn't anything in the closet but fear. And fear wasn't real. He said it wasn't made of anything, it was just

  [he pauses] 

  Michael Scofield : air. Not even that. He said you just have to face it. You just have to open that door, and the monster would disappear.

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : Your brother sounds like a smart man.

  Michael Scofield : He is. In here though, you face your fear. You open that door, and there's a hundred more doors behind it. And the monsters that are hiding behind them, are all real.

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : If you want, I could recommend you be sent to AdSeg.

  Michael Scofield : [Smiling bluntly]  With the rape victims and the snitches.

  [He stands up] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : It would keep you safe.

  Michael Scofield : Thanks. But I think I'd like to face the monsters on my own.

  [He walks out] 

• [Michael has had some of his toes cut off and Sara goes to unwrap the sock cover his foot] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : Okay, let's take a look.

  [Michael, crying, grabs her wrists frantically, not able to handle very much more] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : [Softly, gently]  You're okay, you're okay.

  [He slowly let's go of her wrists and she quickly but gently unwraps the red sock. Michael sees his foot, looks away and cries harder] 

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : What happened?

  [taking a deep breath] 

  Michael Scofield : Nothing.

  Dr. Sara Tancredi : This isn't nothing Michael, I need you to tell me what happened.

  [Delirious because of the pain] 

  Michael Scofield : Don't make me lie to you.

  [She looks at him, alarmed] 

  Michael Scofield : Please!

• Fernando Sucre : [catching Michael hiding a bar of soap disguised as a cell phone]  Tell me that ain't what I think it is.

  Michael Scofield : It ain't what you think it is.

• Michael Scofield : [Michael is prepping the escape, Haywire catches Michael in the act]  What's your problem?

  Haywire : I got a neuroanatomic lesion affecting my reticular activating system.

  Michael Scofield : What does that mean?

  Haywire : It means I don't sleep... at all.

• Captain Brad Bellick : Open on forty! Scofield. Found you a new celly. As luck would have it, I found him in the psych ward. You were the only guy with an empty tray, so...

  Michael Scofield : Psych ward?

  Captain Brad Bellick : You got a problem with that? Because if you do, please feel free to drop it in my suggestion box here.

  [He taps the toilet] 

  Captain Brad Bellick : Haywire, get in here! Close it up on forty! Oh, and Scofield? Just a heads up. Don't make eye contact with him.

• Michael Scofield : Preparation will only take you so far. After that you gotta take a few leaps of faith.

• 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] 

  John Abruzzi : 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] 

  Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell : Maybe we ought to get the love out of the way before we move onto the hate.

  [He turns back to Michael] 

  Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell : What do you say to that, Pretty?

  [He licks his lips] 

  Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell : 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] 

  John Abruzzi : You and I need to have a conversation.

  [They walk back into the line] 

  John Abruzzi : 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] 

  John Abruzzi : 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.

• Michael Scofield : Lincoln, we have a problem.

  Lincoln Burrows : How far behind are we?

  Michael Scofield : Three days.

  Lincoln Burrows : I thought you said the margin for error was zero days.

  Michael Scofield : I did.

• Michael Scofield : What are you doing?

  Fernando Sucre : What's it look like I'm doing? I'm rolling it up.

  Michael Scofield : You can't do this!

  Fernando Sucre : I'm done playin' your reindeer games, fish. I'm gonna transfer to a nice, quiet cell with a normal cellie. One that doesn't screw my entire life up.