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Nov. 2nd, 2008 02:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serafina20Never LOL-ed this. It's choppy 'cause I'm going off notes and not paying attention to the episode. FX is having a marathon. AdI'mhaving a crappy day.
Michael: Here's the card holder.
Self: I KNOW HIM!
Michael: So. Go get it.
Self: HOW?
Pam: Hey.
Alex: Which one?
Pam: That one. Go kill him.
Alex: *cries*
Pam: *cries*
Michael: Hey
Alex: Hey
*awkard sexual tension as Alex's just been with his ex and Michael's been sleeping with Sara and, thus, they've stopped sleeping together*
Michael: You haven't seen Sara, have you
Alex: Dude.
Self: Hi! I have something. Bad things happen.
*steals Scylla*
*fails*
Card Holder: Go away or I send you to Alaska.
Self: I DID NOT GET IT. HIS SUPER SAFE MUST HAVE PREVENTED ME. WOAH.
Michael: Sara!
Sara: Someone was tailing me. Tall, black, beard...
Alex: This him?
Sara: Dude. How did you do that? That's such a very cool trick.
Self: I can draw a triangle and circle. Oh, and you can't break into the safe. There are guys whose job is to make it impregnable.
Michael: Yeah, they had those guys at Fox River, too.
Lincoln: *me no gets*
Alex: So, if you were here at eleven, and he got there at eleven oh five,then he must be in a nine mile radius. So. Find hotels. Also, I'm wearing glasses and am totally sexy.
Sara: Yes, you are.
Michael: Blah, blah, blah thermite ready.
Lincoln: Don't use words me no know.
Lady: I need TP.
Sucre: We have none. Use your hand.
Michael: *bleeds*
Lincoln: Lincoln: It was a big deal when you were thirteen.
Michael: Look, I'm acclimating to the warmer climate.
Lincoln: ... Panama was warmer.
Michael: Oh, now you choose to be smart.
Lincoln: Screw this. LINCOLN SMASH.
Pad Man: I'm here to add DRAMA.
Motel Clerk: I don't know that guy.
Alex: Okay. *pulls gun*
Motel Clerk: Oh, that guy. Yeah, I totally know him. Here's his number.
Laos guy: I'm here to blackmail you.
T-Bag: You had me at money.
Sara: I don't want to keep secrets from you. I went to a bar. Honesty, yo.
Michael: Honesty. Right. I'm ble.... sleeping with Alex.
Sara: Can I join you?
Michael: Sure.
Michael: Here's the card holder.
Self: I KNOW HIM!
Michael: So. Go get it.
Self: HOW?
Pam: Hey.
Alex: Which one?
Pam: That one. Go kill him.
Alex: *cries*
Pam: *cries*
Michael: Hey
Alex: Hey
*awkard sexual tension as Alex's just been with his ex and Michael's been sleeping with Sara and, thus, they've stopped sleeping together*
Michael: You haven't seen Sara, have you
Alex: Dude.
Self: Hi! I have something. Bad things happen.
*steals Scylla*
*fails*
Card Holder: Go away or I send you to Alaska.
Self: I DID NOT GET IT. HIS SUPER SAFE MUST HAVE PREVENTED ME. WOAH.
Michael: Sara!
Sara: Someone was tailing me. Tall, black, beard...
Alex: This him?
Sara: Dude. How did you do that? That's such a very cool trick.
Self: I can draw a triangle and circle. Oh, and you can't break into the safe. There are guys whose job is to make it impregnable.
Michael: Yeah, they had those guys at Fox River, too.
Lincoln: *me no gets*
Alex: So, if you were here at eleven, and he got there at eleven oh five,then he must be in a nine mile radius. So. Find hotels. Also, I'm wearing glasses and am totally sexy.
Sara: Yes, you are.
Michael: Blah, blah, blah thermite ready.
Lincoln: Don't use words me no know.
Lady: I need TP.
Sucre: We have none. Use your hand.
Michael: *bleeds*
Lincoln: Lincoln: It was a big deal when you were thirteen.
Michael: Look, I'm acclimating to the warmer climate.
Lincoln: ... Panama was warmer.
Michael: Oh, now you choose to be smart.
Lincoln: Screw this. LINCOLN SMASH.
Pad Man: I'm here to add DRAMA.
Motel Clerk: I don't know that guy.
Alex: Okay. *pulls gun*
Motel Clerk: Oh, that guy. Yeah, I totally know him. Here's his number.
Laos guy: I'm here to blackmail you.
T-Bag: You had me at money.
Sara: I don't want to keep secrets from you. I went to a bar. Honesty, yo.
Michael: Honesty. Right. I'm ble.... sleeping with Alex.
Sara: Can I join you?
Michael: Sure.
