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And it goes a little something like this...

Mahone: Pam, I really can't talk right now.

Michael: Maybe I should call back?

Mahone: Who is this?

Michael: I think you already know.

Mahone: If you've done anything to Pam... or my boy...

Michael: We both know you're family's fine, although Pam did seem a little
upset about you're leaving, but then you had to, didn't you?
Because you couldn't let her find out.

Mahone: Find out about what?

Michael: Oscar Shales. You remember? The one that got away? Except, he
didn't get too far did he?

Mahone: Ahhhhh, you're slipping Schofield.

Michael: Maybe, but let's hypothesise for a moment. Let's pretend I was
the one who caught Shales. I don't think I could have just
handed that psychopath over to the courts. Not after he eluded
me for so long, made me look bad.

Mahone: You've been out in the sun way too long boy.

Micheal: You feds make a nice living but not so nice you go around tearing
up expensive sod unless you had to do a little digging, unless
you wanted to hide something, or someone. That's what all the
lye was for wasn't it? You see because there are two kinds of
lye... small amounts of the first kind can be the gardener's best
friend and large bags of the other kind decomposes bodies.

Mahone: Ah, you should write mystery novels.

Michael: I don't know about you but if I'd buried someone in my own
backyard I'd think about it all the time. I'd think... I'd think
maybe I should move that body. But then I'd remember that DNA
leeches into soil so even when the body was gone the proof of
what I'd done would still be there. I can imagine how it feels.
The pressure, the constant fear... it's more than a man can bear.
I'm going to give you a chance. Back off. Let me and my
family disappear and in return I'll keep your little secret. How
does that sound?

Mahone: Like a dead man talking.

Michael: I know it's not how you wanted this to play out but sometimes
things happen that are just... out of your control. This is one
of those times. Take care of yourself.

Mahone: I'll see you soon Michael. Oh and Michael.. It just may be sooner
than you think.

I'm hoping this is all leading to some dirty talk being added in please?

Apropos of nothing, I really love your icon. Where'd you find that image of Fichtner?

I found it on Fichtner_Firsthand, a yahoo group I belong to. It was my wallpaper for ages. I imagine that's him looking all embarrassed having discovered all the really filthy thoughts I have about him heh! Where did you get your icon from? I've never seen that pic before, it's very intense.

It's a really great picture (your icon image). Love the suit, love the unbuttoned collar, *love* the "aw, shucks, really?" smile.

The image in my icon is from this interview (http://www.williamfichtner.org/old/a_papermagazine.html) with Paper magazine, circa 2000.

Thank you for that link, that was great to read. That's the first time I've seen him mention his dad, poor thing. Oh yeah, I agree with everything you like about the pic, especially the open collar! Pant! Like the time in Invasion when Tom was talking to Russell outside the church and he was suited up with his shirt collar open, THUD!

Like the time in Invasion when Tom was talking to Russell outside the church and he was suited up with his shirt collar open, THUD!

OMG, I actually had to rewind the DVD to hear the conversation because the first time through, I really was basically just sitting there thinking, "Wow, William Fichtner, you are pretty as a song."

I've thought Fichtner was a hot-ass since *back in the day* on As the World Turns, but there was something about the way he looked throughout Invasion that was just ... *off the hook* hot business. Maybe it was the lighter hair, maybe it was the tan, maybe it was the way Tom's uniform fit him like a *suit*, but he's really, really gorgeous as Tom Underlay.

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