Episodio 3x01 - Orientación - Uomo contro uomo
Prisoner: Let's go, blanco. Orientation.
Michael: I'm not going.
Prisoner: That's not for you to decide.
Lincoln: They find anything else?
Consult: Like what?
Lincoln: A bag.
Consult: What was in it?
Lincoln: A little money.
Consult: Sorry.
Lincoln: 'Course they didn't.
Clerk: Your brother – where do they have him incarcerated?
Lincoln: Sona... What?
Clerk: The worst of the worst are there. Men no other prison will take. They rioted so badly a year ago, the guards pulled out. Just left them to themselves. Thousand thieves, rapists, murderers. The government just stays back, keeps the perimeter. To them, Sona's a one-way street: what goes, in never comes out, unless it's dead.
Linc: You gotta do something. My brother is innocent! He's an American citizen!
Clerk: Well, there's nothing I can do about that.
Linc: Of course there is. Back at the crime scene, that'll prove...
Clerk: Look, I'm a night clerk, ok? If you want someone who can really do something, you're gonna have to wait for the consult. He gets in in the morning. I'm sorry.
Linc: That ain't gonna cut it.
Lechero: We have a disagreement between two dogs. A drug addict and a thief. I condone neither. And I wash my hands on both of them. But they have an issue. And we have rules. And without rules we are nothing but savages. Therefore, the proper respect for the rules. This fight is engaged with only one rule; no weapons. Only man versus man, without augmentation or handicap. I'm done talking!
Michael: Fighting dirty? That's your secret?
Mahone: I didn't think there was any such thing as clean in a place like this.
Michael: You know, I'm surprised Alex. It almost sounds like you care.
Mahone: You're my "Get-out-of-jail-free-card". Just survive.
Michael: Tell me something. Do you always set up your fights?
Lechero: I had nothing to do with it.
Michael: Yet the only one in this prison who has a problem with me, is you.
Lechero: I'd be glad to see you go down. Superstar.
Mahone: This is the first day for the rest of our lives. How about we work together, you know? Look each other up.
Michael: Except everytime I look at you... all I can see is the man that killed my father. You're on your own.
T-Bag: Playing by yourself. Same old Pretty. Just not good at making friends, are you?
Michael: We got nothing to say to each other.
T-Bag: On another note, on a big picture note, them big government types that shook me down so hard, why is it they wanted you here? Was it Sona they was interested in? That's what I'm thinking. Want me to get you down here, up in this very county. What do you think it is, huh? You think it's Sona? Who'd be interested in a dump like this?
Michael: You know I keep waiting for you to mention a certain someone.
Lincoln: I don't know where she is man.
Michael: You gotta find her.
Lincoln: I will.
Michael: She's important to me Linc. If anything happens to Sara...
Lincoln: It's gonna be fine man, I promise. I'll see you tomorrow. Alright?




