"One, you've got nothing coming to you," Bellick gruffly states. Bellick reads over Michael's forms and lays out the rules of the prison. Michael is coldly greeted by the head correctional officer, Captain Brad Bellick. Here, inmates shower and receive prison uniforms. Inside, a correctional officer barks out orders as new inmates walk through their welcoming process. Guard towers and forbidding razor wire line the perimeter. The term of his sentence will be five years, beginning immediately.įox River Penitentiary is an old prison. She notices that Michael has requested a prison close to his Chicago home and places him at Fox River Penitentiary, a maximum security prison. But, because he fired a deadly weapon during the attempted robbery, she wants him to do time. She was inclined to give Michael probation. But Michael insists, "You've got to let me deal with this."īack in the courtroom, the judge announces her decision. Veronica interrogates Michael further about his behavior in the courtroom and the behavior that landed him there. Veronica adds and LJ isn't the only one who feels that way. She tells him that LJ is beginning to feel like everyone he cares about is going to end up in prison. "Can you blame him?" Veronica snaps back. "He's not going to take this well," Michael says, referring to LJ. Veronica follows Michael to a jail cell in the courthouse. I didn't want you to see this," Michael tells him. As the bailiff leads Michael away, Michael sees his nephew, LJ, sitting in the courtroom. The judge calls a recess to determine Michael's sentence. When Michael says he is sure of his plea, Veronica steps in and tries to convince him otherwise. The judge is baffled by Michael's no contest plea and suggests that he rethink it. His lawyer and longtime friend, Veronica Donovan, stands beside him. Inside a courtroom, Michael sits behind a table. Michael drops his weapons, raises his hands and slowly turns around. "I'm not playing games, open it." The bank employee tries to convince him that the half million he has in his bag is more than enough for him to just walk away. Michael aims his gun upward again and fires twice. Open it." She tells him that she can't because the bank manager is not around he's at lunch. He points the gun at a bank employee behind the counter. Michael fires his gun upward the people cower. Bank personnel and clients sprawl across the floor, covering their heads.
The next day, Michael stands inside a bank, arm raised high with a gun pointed toward the ceiling.
Michael rears back and throws his hard drive into the Chicago River below. He pulls the hard drive out and steps out onto the balcony. Some article titles read: "Lincoln Burrows' Final Appeal Denied," "Governor's Daughter Wins Humanitarian Award," and "Life Sentence for Mob Boss Abruzzi." Michael methodically tears the web of information off the windows, and then turns to his computer. Every inch of wall and window space is wallpapered with papers, maps and newspaper articles. Michael hurries back to his apartment, passing a small origami swan perched on his desk. Michael cryptically replies, "I don't have a few years." The tattoo artist tells him that it takes most guys a few years to get that much ink done. In just a matter of months, Michael has tattooed his chest, back and both arms down to the wrists. Michael Scofield watches a tattoo artist add the finishing touches to a section of his arm.
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