Sucre: "What are you doing?"
Michael: "I'm trying to remember those bluprints. What we lost to the burn. Without them, we'll never be able to navihate those pipes beneath psych ward."
Sucre: "Any luck?"
Michael: "No"
Michael: "I spent a lot of time studying those blueprints. Tracing them night after night. Concidering every possible route to the infirmary"
Posty
