Sucre pointed the gun at Michael and the others. Michael told him to calm down, but Sucre wouldn't listen: "I'm serious. Five million is enough to make anyone serious." He ordered them to kick the bag over. "Tweener" warned Sucre that they outnumbered him and that a fight could go either way. Sucre said if they moved, he would shoot, and he had enough time to kill two of them. "Which two of you are willing to die for someone else's five million?" He grabbed the bag and fled.
Michael buried his head in his hands. "Tweener" became hysterical, and T-Bag roared in fury. Everything had fallen apart. Michael and "Tweener" returned to the kitchen where Janet and Ann were still tied to their chairs. Michael placed a butter knife in Janet's hand: "It'll take you about an hour to cut through the ropes with this." Michael told "Tweener" he had no intention of letting T-Bag return to society alive. When they went back to the garage, T-Bag had already escaped. "Tweener" knew it was time to go their separate ways and ran out. Michael took Ann's police radio. Ann told him, "They will catch you."
Sara collapsed against a coffee table, frantically fumbling for medication. The table was covered with half-empty morphine bottles and used syringes. A man in uniform moved quietly behind her. Startled, she turned. "Mrs. Tancredi? Sorry to frighten you," the man said politely, introducing himself as a former colleague of her father's who had come to check on her.
A realization dawned on Sara: this was the man who killed her father. Stumbling around the room, knocking things over, she tried to make it look like there had been a struggle. She lured the man into the kitchen and sprayed a can of insecticide in his face. The man fell in pain, and Sara quickly escaped down the building's fire escape.
Michael ran swiftly through the woods, following the sound of a sputtering engine. Sucre had stopped the motorcycle and now aimed the gun at Michael. Michael said that if he got the money, he planned to split it equally between Sucre, Lincoln, and Westmoreland's daughter. Once they reached Panama, they would also send money to "Tweener's" family. Sucre opened the backpack and found it stuffed with the old magazines T-Bag had been reading earlier.
T-Bag sat in the back of a hitchhiked truck, a wide grin on his face. Next to him was a duffel bag containing five million dollars.
A juvenile detention center vehicle pulled over, and Lincoln's son, LJ, got out. The officer told LJ he had several options for placement and even offered him a job. In the distance, Lincoln watched everything. A homeless man noticed Lincoln staring. LJ refused all the officer's help. Out of earshot, the officer took out a phone and reported to Kellerman that the kid wasn't taking the bait. Kellerman replied indifferently, "Keep your men around the kid. You're there to catch his father."