(1) Sara takes Linc and C-Note to the hospital while Michael delivers Scylla to Kellerman.

(2) When C-Note tells him he’s not a card player, T-Bag replies, “All you need to know is this: when I’m dealing, bet big, and never fold.

(3) Charles tells C-Note that his daughter has a week left, maybe two.

(4) C-Note leans toward Abruzzi and whispers, "Your jet better be there, Mr. Mafia. You feel me?"

(5) C-Note: Do you remember that day we were in the chow line, Fox River?

(6) C-Note is now in civilian clothes, and frustrated because he can't get a job, especially with the dishonorable discharge on his record.

(7) C-Note looks at the items: a stack of postcards, all from Baghdad.

(8) C-Note, a true patriot, tells his superior that he believes prisoners should not be treated poorly.

(9) Westmoreland, C-Note and Sucre quickly try to cover the hole, but, shorthanded, they need more time.

(10) C-Note reports back to his mysterious employer that he's got Sara's phone; there are a lot of calls to one number. It must be Michael.

(11) Inside the guards’ room, C-Note continues, “ Apparently, College Boy here did some math, and figured out we got one too many clowns in the car.

(12) She shoots C-Note in the legs and nearly walks off with Scylla, but Michael pulls a gun on her.

(13) As Michael gets dressed after his shower, C-Note shows Michael a medication bottle.

(14) C-Note carefully pulls his pant leg down to conceal several plastic bags of peroxide that are taped to this leg.

(15) C-Note respects Michael's concern for his brother, but he tells Michael, "You go to the tombs, you don't get out. Not until they strap you up."

(16) Sucre is suspicious of his motives and nearly leaves, but C-Note insists that he's trying to help.

(17) In Chicago, a happy Sucre is playing with his little girl and tells her he'll be back in two days, while C-Note, working for UPS, luxuriates in his freedom and normal life.

(18) Not long after, Michael, a healthy Linc who's gotten the treatment he needs, Mahone, Sucre, Sara and C-Note are seated around a table with Kellerman, who presents them all with statements to sign.

(19) Is five more minutes of doze time really worth wasting a C-note and spending six months in prison?

(20) All your outstanding markers, they're mine now, " Trumpets defiantly tells C-Note.

(21) At the loft, the stalemate is broken by the arrival of Sucre and C-Note; T-Bag must have finally talked.