-Sewer fight! Sewer fight!
-I'll testify for you? How is that helpful here?
-Three large guys were awfully easily intimidated by an iron pipe.
-Michael goes to see the man, with special assistant T-bag (who also knows more Spanish than anyone else in this prison).
-Moonshine . . .
-Do they really have assigned cells here?
-Hey, Spanish speakers in Panama. How odd.
-Nothing suspicious about looking down when the cops walk by. Maybe I'll start whistling now. Anyone have a yo yo?
-Whistler on the move.
-How is it possible there's so much water here? They have no water!
-Somehow Michael has clean bed sheets . . .
-Lincoln: Do you speak English? Whistlers wife: Of course, I'm Panamanian!
-Lots of plastic grocery bags. They must be big on recycling here.
-Getting bored with everything Whistler-related at this point.
-Michael is feeling pipes? Not sure why . . .
-Some nonsense with the lead prisoner and a prison guard. Wasn't really paying attention.
-So I get that Michael is going to start a fire in the pipes, but I'm not sure what he was feeling for.
-Anyhow. Malholm comes out of the sewer swinging at random people who probably have no idea what he's doing. On to the break . . .

Incidentally, I watched about 10 minutes of this New Orleans cop show FOX is promoting the hell out of . . . Sucked.

-Lincoln is on the street, and holy crap . . . just happens to run into Sucre. Seriously, even Charles Dickens would be embarrassed by this.
-Aha, Banco de Versailles. Why Versailles though. Isn't that France?
-T-Bag is the new water boy.
-In prison, the crazy guy on the street corner counts as Che.
-Maholm still tearing down the wall. Whistlers face is still partially concealed. I suspect it will be anticlimatic.
-Belleck sees a shot at pants (no pantalones here), and sells out Whistler.
-Making a move on Whistler
-Woo! Belleck has pants and a shirt! This show is imminently more watchable now.
-Sewer fight to follow after the break. It will be well lit.