NARRATOR: Previously on Prison Break:
SARA: Losing a brother. A massive hole that leaves in your life.
Same hole losing a husband makes?
Your brother's dead, Lincoln. LINCOLN: How do you explain that?
Lincoln Burrows. Jacob.
Uncle Lincoln. Hey.
911, I have an armed intruder in my house.
We've awoken something people are trying to hide about Michael.
I don't who we're fighting. Let's go to Yemen and find out.
SARA: You know nothing about Yemen. LINCOLN: I'll find someone who does.
C-NOTE: That country's falling apart. Everyone wants out.
Welcome to the civil war. Come quickly or we'll all be dead!
LINCOLN: Who's their contact? C-NOTE: A woman named Sheba.
LINCOLN: Michael's caught in something big. C-NOTE: Kaniel Outis is a big-time terrorist.
SHEBA: We arranged a visit to Ogygia Prison. LINCOLN: Is Michael in there?
Michael. My name isn't Michael.
I don't know who you are.
[IN ARABIC]
Michael, what are you doing, damn it?
REPORTER: The fighting in Yemen intensified today...
...as ISIL forces get ever nearer to the capital.
The rebels who have the stated intent of taking over the country...
...[and establishing a radical caliphate are also bent on freeing their leader, Abu Rama]...
...who was captured by the government five years ago.
Rama! is known for his extreme views and practices...
...from using young girls as sex slaves, to a medieval brand of justice...
...that includes public beheadings and executions in the street.
Ramal is currently being held in Yemen's most notorious penitentiary, Ogygia Prison.
WHIP: Psst.
[SOFTLY] This is it.
Whip, get up here.
SID: Is it happening?
You're not going to leave us, are you? The rebels take the city, we're dead.
MICHAEL: You've told us a thousand times. You're a broken record.
Is it clear?
SID: Okay, it's clear.
Whip.
Lights go out, you follow.
Come on.
WHIP: It'd be so much easier if it's just you and me like it was on all the other ones.
MICHAEL: Nothing's easy on this one.
WHIP: Yeah, tell me about it.
One minute.
[EXPLOSIONS IN DISTANCE]
Board spans the gap.
WHIP: Blanket covers the wire.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING IN DISTANCE]
Now it's about those lights going out.
He didn't flash it 24 hours before.
That's the signal. Have faith.
Seven straight nights?
No signal, no lights getting turned out?
Those strikes are getting closer too.
Those lights aren't going out. Lights aren't going out.
We gotta go back.
Maybe run for it. Too much ground to cover.
They'll shoot us down before we make it. What's the plan then? Give up and die?
I can't wait another four years. It was supposed to be one week.
Poseidon has left us here to die.
We still got one card left to play.
I didn't wanna play it, but it's already in motion. Let's go.
C-NOTE: Apparently, Kaniel Outis was thrown into Ogygia...
...for crimes against the government.
Shortly after, he was captured trying to escape, and thrown into solitary.
They just released him into gen pop recently.
Call him Michael, will you?
But why didn't he acknowledge us when he saw us?
[CLATTERING]
Stop!
Get back here!
Kid was spying on us. Yeah.
And he left something under the doormat.
It's Michael's handwriting. Swan was his calling card.
He's reaching out to us. Why is he being so mysterious?
Back in the day, he never talked to you straight? As in, not in code?
He's worried about someone intercepting his message.
Yeah, but what does it mean? I don't know. I'm supposed to know.
Sheik of Light. Sheik of Light.
That sounds like a guy on a mountain peak communing with God.
We gotta get help.
We're out of help. Sheba.
She's thinks I'm abetting a terrorist. Then you have to convince her you're not.
SHEBA: You've got to leave, Papa. I will not run away.
The government is being targeted.
You are being targeted.
I'm a no one. You are government to them.
You don't understand. I'm a Yemeni.
You would run away when she needs you the most?
I understand that we are no good to this country dead.
Papa, there will come a time.
We go abroad. Regroup with an exile government.
With what money, girl?
It would cost two years' salary.
I'd rather die with my face to the enemy than to run away.
Papa.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Hey.
I suggest you leave this country as quickly as you can.
What's he doing here? My friend needs your help.
I gave him help. You didn't tell me he works with the enemy.
This man you claim is your brother, Kaniel Outis, worked with the rebels.
His name's Michael Scofield. I don't care.
Not Kaniel Outis.
There's nothing you can say to me that will make me help you, okay?
Is that right?
This enough to get your family out of the country?
Deliver me this first.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]
Ready, love?
[PHONE CHIMES]
What's that?
It's, uh... It's something your Uncle Lincoln sent.
Here. I don't wanna go. I wanna stay with you.
You gotta go to school.
And I'm gonna be right here when the bell rings. Okay?
You walk down those steps. You hop straight into the car. Yeah?
I love you.
Make it a great day.
LINCOLN: I got the note.
I got the note, Michael.
We're gonna get you out of here.
MICHAEL: Look, my name isn't Michael, and I don't know who you are.
Sorry.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hey. JACOB: You know I'm a noted economist.
I mean, that's what it says in the paper. "Noted economist attacked in home." Heh.
I didn't even know economists made the news.
That's the first and last time, hopefully.
[CHUCKLES]
I've been trying to piece this thing together.
Remember those government guys? Those think-tank guys?
Trying to pick my brain about game theory. How they could use it for foreign policy.
Yeah, you bored the hell out of them, right?
Yeah, okay. But I mean, did I hear something I shouldn't have?
I don't know. Did you?
Like who shot JFK?
I'm trying to be serious here.
No, you're doped up on painkillers and you're thinking too much.
I promise this has nothing to do with you.
You rest, I'm going to, um...
I'm gonna run some errands and then I'm gonna come visit you.
Okay. Love you.
Love you too.
Okay, no problem. Thanks.
Hi, I called earlier about a missing U.S. citizen in the Middle East.
Yes. I'm Henry Kishida.
Let me walk you to the director's office.
It's an unusual situation...
...which we can appreciate...
...since your husband is declared legally dead...
...and the person you're referring to goes by another name.
MAN: I'll take it from here, Henry.
How are you, Sara? SARA: Kellerman?
I'll leave you two be.
Let me know if you need anything, sir. Mm-hm.
Sorry, how did I end up with you again? You asked for the State Department's help.
I wanted the State Department, not you.
You've lived so many lives, I don't know who you are.
That's a theme for you, given you were married to a man who never existed.
What is that supposed to mean?
It means you should come in and let me enlighten you to all things Michael Scofield.
Or should I say Kaniel Outis?
You shouldn't drink bottled water.
The dioxins, the BPA's. I'm touched by your concern.
Have a seat. Good, thank you.
You know, Sara, you and I have a checkered past...
...but I am ever more a boring guy now and mellowed by life. Trust me.
If you have something you wanna tell me about Michael, I'd love to hear it.
Okay.
When your call came in, Kishida processed it.
Let's just say there are certain key words that get our system buzzing quickly.
Kaniel Outis...
I actually can't stand it watching you drink out of that.
Hey, Kishida?
Could you bring Sara a glass for her water, please?
Thank you.
Kaniel Outis is a known terrorist.
Ties to ISIL. Wanted in the killing of a senior CIA official.
Michael's no killer. See, that's the problem.
Because Kaniel Outis is.
Thank you. You're welcome.
This is Kaniel Outis.
That's ridiculous.
The record here at State says that that's Kaniel Outis' face.
But we both know who Michael Scofield was.
No, that's just a memory.
The official record, history, it says otherwise now.
Now, that's scary to think who could be behind that.
Because only somebody very formidable would be capable...
...of officially turning one man into another. It would take a genius like Michael.
You're insinuating that he did this.
He disappeared? Just quit on his life?
I want answers just like you do. Who's capable of this?
Only a handful of people in the world.
Sara. Sara.
Figure we got a day.
Maybe two, tops, to get out of this hole.
[EXPLOSION]
At that point, either the shelling gets us, or ISIL does.
Any of this phase you? That we're gonna die here?
We're not gonna die. We're still getting out.
All of us.
How's that? The roof?
The roof ain't happening.
It is. There's no time to come up with another escape plan.
So you are nervous.
Great. Now, I know we're in deep crap.
SHEBA: I'm only doing this for the money.
Don't think you and I are suddenly good.
You just deliver me the sheik.
The sheiks are well away from here.
High desert. And I've never heard of one being referred to as Sheik of Light.
Which means it's probably a code.
Mm. She knows your brother.
This tape, it's the only thing that doesn't belong.
Your brother speaks in riddles, does he?
Maybe it's Braille or Morse.
Or just numbers.
[SHEBA SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
I think it's a phone number.
[LINE RINGING]
Voicemail. Mohammad El Tunis.
Director of Electrical Works in Sana'a?
Director of Electrical Works.
Sheik of Light.
C-NOTE: Thanks for taking the time to see us.
Where is everybody? MAN: They're fleeing ahead of the advance.
We have been trying to reach him.
All we know is that he went to the suburbs to try to find his daughter.
Do you have an address for her? We tried calling her but no answer.
Address is here.
You're not going to try to find him, are you?
God be with you then.
Circled the address. Good luck.
You're coming. If you think I'm going to the suburbs...
...you're crazy. What's wrong with the suburbs?
The suburbs are out there.
The frontline of the war.
Nice knowing you and your men.
I hope next time it's under better circumstances.
Pay up. You have to get us past the checkpoint.
Two Americans, we won't make it without you.
I am not getting myself killed. Pay up.
Deliver the sheik, then you get your money.
[MUTTERS IN ARABIC]
Get in.
[PHONE RINGING]
Yes? KELLERMAN: You should check your e-mail.
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
What am I looking at?
Footage captured by a hunter four years ago.
One of those motion-sensor devices you hang on trees...
...takes intermittent photos of prey.
Hunter comes out one morning, finds these images.
This is the killing I was telling you about. The victim's Harlan Gaines...
...deputy chief of the CIA.
And the killer...
Well, you can see it's who we call Michael Scofield or Kaniel Outis.
This is exactly what they did to Lincoln. There's the blood evidence the next day.
Kaniel or Michael or whatever, gets on a flight to Yemen.
We almost nail him when he lands. He gets away, his luggage doesn't...
...and Gaines' blood is all over the clothes inside.
The evidence is overwhelming.
Whatever name you want to call him...
...Michael's a murderer, Sara.
Hey.
Are you all right?
You all right?
Oh, this old thing? Yeah, I'm doing fine.
What's going on?
I need your advice.
It's probably something you're not gonna wanna talk about.
I could really use your clarity right now.
It's about Michael.
[DOOR CLOSES]
I've paid my dues I've done my sentence
Still wanna know how he got that in here.
Hugging naked with the guards. Gotta be, right?
The hell is that?
"We Are the Champions."
You get stuck in a Porta-Potty like this, you go Queen?
I mean, where are the girls riding the washing machines, right?
Look at my screen again, this goes in your eye.
The world never ceases to amaze.
You get stuck in a Middle Eastern prison, the biggest SOB is a Korean?
He's in withdrawal.
Because we are the champions
Of the world
You know, he's the biggest collector of Queen paraphernalia in the world.
They say his house in Seoul is a shrine to Freddy Mercury.
And he got in here how? Identity theft.
Apparently he used to sit on his couch...
...hack high net worth accounts all over the world.
Turned it into a collection of Hummers, helicopters...
...and apparently Freddy Mercury's ashes.
WHIP: Wait, you mean like his burnt-out body?
The story is Freddy's cremated, but his ashes go missing.
To this day, no one knows where they are.
Ja admitted to me once, when he was high, he bought them.
Two million bucks.
He's got Queen's lead singer in his family room.
How exactly do you know all this? I asked him.
He's a real mensch when he's not in withdrawal.
I didn't know you talked to him.
Amazing. Just when I think I know your game, I don't.
You know my game, Whip.
See, right there. "Whip." I don't even know why you call me that.
Because you're my whip hand. My ace in the hole.
Yeah, sure. Okay.
JACOB: See, in game theory, it serves you to be two-faced.
Be everyone's friend till the moment you're not.
Make them love you so much that when they're up against it...
...their loyalty will make them act against their own best interests.
That's game theory. A cold, rational focus on winning.
Even if it's at everyone else's expense.
What I'm trying to understand is what he stands to gain.
Leaving his family, and the new identity.
According to the little you've told me, he was different. Always an agenda, right?
Yeah. I mean, he apparently loved you.
Of course he loved you. How could he not?
But he also wanted you to open that door in the prison for him.
I mean, true game theory...
...everything, everyone...
...is a contingency.
You meet people, you bring them into your life...
...and you keep them percolating until the moment...
you need to manipulate the relationship to your advantage.
I'm not judging. That's not my thing. I know.
You know me, but...
[SIGHS]
...a scheme as deep and as calculating as that...
...can, in the end, spin a man off into madness.
He might initially think smaller evils are okay...
...in the service of a greater good.
Like breaking Lincoln out of prison.
But the dance of good and evil could become jumbled.
And the manipulation itself becomes the most important thing.
It becomes about winning rather than whether the game should be won at all.
I don't think I've seen you this scared before.
They say for Ramadan, as an act of forgiveness...
...they're going to release all prisoners from solitary over there...
...back into general population.
Worst of the worst.
ISIL fanatics. Abu Ramal.
They're going to kill me, you know.
The government gave me 20 years...
...for homosexuality.
Those monsters in there...
...Ramal and his men, won't let me live 20 minutes.
Please, tell me you still plan on getting us out of here.
You were responsible for killing the lights...
...and then your Sheik of Light went missing at exactly the wrong time.
I don't know what happened to him.
Maybe I can find another way.
There is something you can do. Give me a piece of that gum.
A piece of gum is going to get us out of prison?
I'll start the process.
Sometimes, my friend, I can't tell which is bigger. Your plans or your lies.
Well, I take that personally, you calling me a liar.
And I'm gonna show you, just like the butterfly's wings...
...this piece of gum is gonna start a sequence of events...
...that will finish on the other side of the world.
[SOFTLY] Battery, please.
Prison lighter.
Whip, I need your socks.
Sid, water can.
How we doing out there? We're all good. Quick, though.
MICHAEL: Okay.
You sure about this?
There's no time left. The city is about to collapse.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
WHIP: Okay. MICHAEL: Ow.
[GROANING]
God. Come on, come on, come on.
[YELLS]
Go, go, go.
Guards!
We got a sick one in here.
What is this?
He's burning up. He needs the infirmary. Please.
SHEBA: This is it.
Limit of government control.
Anything after this is ISIL territory.
[GUARD SPEAKS IN ARABIC]
Let me do the talking.
[BOTH SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
He's says there's been Westerners, a woman.
We go inside, we're not coming back.
They're not letting us through.
Tell him I bet 500 bucks we'd make it back in one piece.
He doesn't have $500 to bet.
It doesn't matter. We don't make it back, he keeps it.
[BOTH SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
He says we have a death wish. Fine.
The city used to be beautiful, alive.
Look what they've done to it.
They're putting up portraits of Abu Ramal.
He's only gotten more powerful since he got locked up in Ogygia.
C-NOTE: God help us if he gets out.
SHEBA: ISIL.
We're gonna get stopped. Get down. Down now.
Cover up.
[IN ARABIC]
I can't believe this.
I know him.
Reza.
[IN ENGLISH] It's Abu Amir now.
What are you doing in the suburbs, Sheba?
Took a wrong turn.
Got your hair covered up.
That's good.
Finally find God?
Not your god.
There is only one god.
We're gonna take the city, you know.
If you be nice...
...maybe I'll make a good woman of you.
Forgive the devil in you.
Why don't I just turn around now?
We forgive each other?
Forget each other ever existed?
Beauty is not so easily forgotten.
MAN: Loverboy.
We have to go. Government's moving in at Aksa Park.
Cut her loose.
[SHOUTING IN ARABIC]
Get the hell off our territory.
They're gone.
We have to hurry.
We're lucky he didn't kill me right then.
Why?
SHEBA: Maybe I'll tell you one day.
[GROANING]
They're destroying our city.
Your ISIL friends are destroying our city.
And you come in here wanting help.
Can you just give me a little something?
Is there a doctor here? I'm burning up.
You should have thought about that...
...when you supplied guns to them, assassinated good men.
Those charges were a misunderstanding.
Oh, Allah. Kaniel Outis says it was a misunderstanding.
Was it also a misunderstanding when you tried to escape...
...the moment you got into this prison? Hm?
[GRUNTING]
An honest man doesn't try to escape.
He asks for a lawyer.
But you, you tried to escape the very first week.
I'd have left you in solitary forever if it was up to me.
It's the address at the end of the block.
Rebels.
Right in front of the house.
LINCOLN: Son of a bitch.
Anything easy in this country?
The question is, is the Sheik even inside?
Only one way to find out.
SHEBA: They find us up here, there's no explaining ourselves.
We're all dead.
[BOTH YELLING]
[CHATTERING]
Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh. Shh.
Quiet.
You're... You're not ISIL.
No.
But you're Mohammad El Tunis, I take it?
[IN ARABIC]
We are from the City Center. We're here to get you out.
Not without my daughter.
We can bring her. Where is she?
She's out there. Where?
TUNIS: In the basement of the schoolyard across the street.
Pinned since ISIL arrived.
I came to get her out...
...and I got pinned too.
C-NOTE: I hate to say it, Linc, but I think we might have just got pinned as well.
You Okay?
You look like you could use a few sharp edges knocked off your world.
You don't look so good yourself.
Say what you want about Yemen...
...they're not shy about prescriptions.
It's the good stuff, a morphine derivative.
I need access to your cell phone and a credit-card number.
Why?
I wanna order a pizza.
[ALL SHOUTING IN ARABIC]
There's a back door toward the schoolhouse. Come on.
Too late. Go to the rooftops.
They're all over the Rover. We'll never get to it.
I can get to that pickup. Make a ruckus on my way out. They'll be all over me.
Then you got a clean shot to the Rover.
[CONTINUE SHOUTING]
Go. Go! I'm not leaving without my daughter.
You don't know what ISIL will do to her for educating girls.
I'll get her out, I promise.
Go! Yeah. Okay.
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
[HORN HONKING]
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
Your father sent me. I'm getting you out of here. Come on.
Get down! Stay down!
He's gotta make it. You know you gotta make it. Come on.
There he is! There he is!
Yeah, baby! Yes.
No. This isn't good.
This isn't good.
[SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
Government checkpoint. They'll think we're suicide bombers. We have to stop.
C-NOTE: You out of your mind?
Don't shoot! It's us! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
[IN ARABIC]
Stay down!
[SPEAKS IN ARABIC]
[PANTING]
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[DAUGHTER SOBBING AND TUNIS SPEAKING IN ARABIC]
Forgive me.
Their parents have been killed.
I'm trying to figure out how I can help them.
They can stay here for now.
As long as you tell me who you know in Ogygia...
...and why they want you so bad.
Lam a man with, uh...
...troublesome children.
They are beautiful.
But perhaps too modern for this country.
My daughter tries to educate girls.
And my son...
...he falls in love with another man.
They gave him 20 years in Ogygia Prison.
I went to visit him a few weeks ago.
He said maybe there is a way out...
...a way I could help.
A man is not a man if he would let his family die.
You agreed to help him. How?
He said if I could arrange a blackout, he knew someone who could get him out.
An American? I don't know.
I was supposed to do this a week ago, but then...
...this happened with my daughter.
Thank God you found us. LINCOLN: There's still time to do it.
They're waiting for you in there. Then I have to go now.
He said I was to give the signal exactly 24 hours before the blackout.
I will pulse the power grid twice.
This city may not have 24 hours in it.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]
Bye, guys. Bye.
God knows I'm no perfect judge of character, but Michael?
If any of what they're saying is true...
So there's more to find out, Sara. I mean, the important thing...
...is that you are gonna survive this however it turns out, all right?
And we're here for you. Okay?
Okay, let's go. Call me, okay?
Yeah.
Hey, can I just get Mike real quick? All the kids have been released.
You don't have him?
Mike?
I'll go this way. Yeah.
Mike?
Hey. Hey, have you seen Mike?
Mike!
What are you doing? You scared me.
I was looking for where the man went. What man, baby?
The man that gave me this. The pizza man.
The pizza man?
Michael.
What are you into?
ISIL is getting closer by the hour.
And the rebels in here know it.
When they take over, they'll kill all of us.
The infidels, the sinners, the foreigners.
Praise Allah. Someone found my father.
That means the escape is on.
Twenty-four hours from now.
But it's maybe too late.
Ramadan has begun. The guards are releasing the prisoners.
Abu Ramal and his men, they'll kill me.
And you.
[IN ARABIC]
RAMAL [IN ARABIC]: