Airdate: 2005-11-14 Another day begins in the grim confines of Fox River. Michael walks over to his cell’s sink, splashes water on his face and takes a deep breath.He flashes back to a few months ago. Inside a high-end jewelry store, Michael removes his sunglasses and indicates, “That one.” A salesman removes a platinum wedding […]

Airdate: 2006-04-24 Smoke. Wreckage. Battered and twisted, the Department of Corrections van lays on its side next to the deserted roadway. Smoke wafts by as we discover the motionless form of Lincoln, bloody and unconscious, lying next to the wreck. For a moment, it’s almost peaceful. Then, Lincoln gasps for air and opens his eyes. […]

Airdate: 2005-09-26 The rides and attractions at Chicago’s Navy Pier glisten in the afternoon sun. An unassuming middle-aged man turns from a ticket booth to pass a handful of tickets to a group of eager kids. The man reaches out and kisses one of the boys with a fatherly smile, watching the kids run off. […]

Airdate: 2005-08-29 Michael Scofield watches a tattoo artist add the finishing touches to a section of his arm. She marvels at her masterpiece. In just a matter of months, Michael has tattooed his chest, back and both arms down to the wrists. The tattoo artist tells him that it takes most guys a few years […]

Airdate: 2005-08-29 In the yard, Michael and Westmoreland square off in a game of checkers. Michael’s intelligent play earns praise from Westmoreland. Michael hints to Westmoreland about his plan to escape. Westmoreland chuckles, “Three days inside and he’s already thinking about turning rabbit.” Westmoreland tells Michael that there are more immediate pressures to worry about; […]

Airdate: 2005-11-07 Drops of blood bead along a newly inked line on Michael Scofield’s forearm. Sid, Michael’s tattoo artist, puts the finishing touches on a set of fanned playing cards. The suits of some of the cards remain hidden, but the numbers are visible on all ten.From the fanned cards in the flashback, a card […]

Airdate: 2005-09-05 Blood covers the yard department floor. Abruzzi smiles as one of his goons holds gardening shears. Michael’s eyes glaze over in pain, fixed on the ceiling. C.O. Mack barges in, demands to know, “What the hell happened?” Abruzzi tells him it was an accident. Two more C.O.s take Michael away as Abruzzi snatches […]