QUOTES
Tattoo-girl: “You're telling me you're just gonna walk out of here and I'm never going to see it again.”
Michael: “There is a good chance of that, yes.”
Tattoo-girl: “Most guys, you know, for the first one, they start with something small. “’Mom’, girlfriend’s initials, something like that. But not you. You get a full set of sleeves, all in a couple of months. Takes guys a few years to get the ink you got.
Michael: “I don’t have a few years. Wish to hell I did.”
Veronica: “I’ve known you my entire life. You don’t have a violent bone in your body, and I know you didn’t need the money.”
Michael: “Veronica.”
Veronica: “Why won’t you let me help you?”
Michael: “You’ve been good to me, my whole life, you have. But you gotta let me deal with this, okay?”
Rechter: “However, the fact that you discharged a deadly weapon suggests malice to me. For that reason I find it incumbent that you see the inside of a prison cell, mister Scofield.”
Bellick: “Name and back number.”
Michael: “Scofield, Michael. 94941.”
Bellick: “Are you a religious man, Scofield?”
Michael: “Never really thought about it.”
Bellick: “Good, because the 10 commandments don’t mean a piss of box in here. We got two commandments and two only. The first commandment is: you got nothing coming.”
Michael: “What’s the second commandment?”
Bellick: “See commandment number one.”
Michael: “Gotcha.”
Bellick: “You talking out the side of your neck?”
Michael: “Come again?”
Bellick: “I said, are you being a smartass?”
Michael: “Just trying to fly under the radar, Boss. Do my time, and get out.”
Bellick: “There isn’t any flying under my radar.”
Michael: “Good to know.”
Sucre: “I suggest you take a seat Fish. There’s nothing to do up here, only serve time. And there’s nobody who’s gonna serve it for you.” Nadat iemand neergestoken wordt: “Welcome to Prisneyland, Fish.”
Michael: “I’m looking for someone, a guy named Lincoln Burrows.”
Wholesale: “Linc the Sink?”
Michael: “Is that what they’re calling him now?”
Wholesale: “Yeah. Like in, he’ll come at you with everything but the kitchen. Snowflake.”
Michael: “Where can I find him?”
Sucre: “The man killed the Vice-presidents brother. In a month he’ll be facing the chair. Which means no one up this river is more dangerous than him, cause he’s got nothing to lose. What are they going to do, kill him twice?
Michael: “Is there a way I can get to him?”
Sucre: “Oh no, the only time those boys come out is for chapel and P.I.
Michael: “P.I. What’s that?”
Sucre: “Prison Industry. The guys that get along, get to work. You know, painting, scrapping, making mattresses, you name it. But I wouldn’t get excited though if I were you. You ain’t sniffing on P.I.”
Michael: “Why’s that?”
Sucre: “Because John Abruzzi runs it.”
Michael: “John Abruzzi John Abruzzi?”
Sucre: “John Abruzzi John Abruzzi. Why do you wanna see Burrows so bad any how?”
Michael: “Because he is my brother.”
Sara: “I believe in being the part of a solution, not the problem.”
Michael: “Be the change you wanna see in this world…. What?”
Sara: “Nothing, That was just my senior quote.”
Michael: “That was you? This whole time I was thinking it was Ghandi.”
Sara: “You’re funny.”
Lincoln: “Michael. Why?”
Michael: “I’m getting you out of here.”
Lincoln: “That’s impossible.”
Michael: “Not if you designed the place it isn’t.”
Sucre: “Passion. Got more than one syllable, too much talking. That’s me from now on. One syllable Sucre. Yes. No. Love. Hate. Love. Give it time, are you kidding? I proposed to her. That doesn’t take time. Si or no. One syllable man. She’s supposed to come around for a conjugal Tuesday. She’s always calling me beforehand, letting me know she’s coming. This time man, I haven’t heard a peep. You spooked her!”
Veronica: “You forget the fact that I know you. The both of you. You two have the most dysfunctional idea of live I’ve ever seen. He beats you up to keep you off the streets. So you get yourself tossed in to Fox River with him. To what, save him?”
LJ: “Look I get it. She drags me in here. You give me a big speech, I walk away as changed man, get straight ‘A’s’, I go to Harvard, grow up and be a dentist.”
Michael: “Sucre tells me you’re the local pharmacy.”
C-Note: “What do you need, man?”
Michael: “Pugnac.”
C-Note: “I only speak English, white boy.”
Michael: “It’s an insulin blocker. Standard over the Counter-variety. You can get it in any pharmacy.”
C-Note: “You can get that at medical then.”
Michael: “I can’t get it at medical.”
C-Note: “Why not?”
Michael: “Because they’re already given me insulin shots.”
C-Note: “You’re one mixed-up cracker you know that.”
Michael: “Can you get it for me or not?”
C-Note: “Only if you tell me why it is that you want to keep going back to medical for insulin shots you don’t need.”
Michael: “I like the ambiance.”
Mob: “Why did you hire him?”
Abruzzi: “Keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer.”
Lincoln: “You mean what you said earlier?
Michael: “I’m not here on a vacation, trust me.”
Lincoln: “Getting outside these walls is just the beginning. You’re going to need money.”
Michael: “I’ll have it.”
Lincoln: “And people on the outside, people that can help you disappear.”
Michael: “I’ve already got them. They just don’t know it yet.”
Lincoln: “Look whatever you got going on, fill me in. Cause I’m in the dark here.”
Michael: “Chapparal Associates got the contract to renovate this place in ’99. Four million dollar contract. Head partner couldn’t crack it, so he subcontracted out. An under-the-table sort of deal with a former associate. That guy was one of the partners in my firm. We basically ghost-wrote the whole plan. Crossed the ‘T’s’, dotted the ‘i’s’, grounded the tiles.”
Lincoln: “You’ve seen the blue-prints.”
Michael: “Better than that… I’ve got them on me.”
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