FBI Special Agent Alexander Mahone: Go for the kneecap. You hit it straight on it'll buckle and it'll take the guy out of commission.
Michael Scofield: Fighting dirty, that's your secret?
FBI Special Agent Alexander Mahone: I didn't think there was such a thing as clean in a place like this.
Michael Scofield: You know I'm surprised, Alex. It almost sounds like you care.
FBI Special Agent Alexander Mahone: You're my get-out-of-jail-free card. Just survive.
[turns to leave]
FBI Special Agent Alexander Mahone: Kneecaps, really hard.
Guard: Any attempt to assist an inmate with escape will be met with a lethal response.
Lincoln Burrows: Wouldn't dream of it.
Lincoln Burrows: What happened to your face?
Susan B. Anthony: Cat.
Lincoln Burrows: That's a big cat.
Susan B. Anthony: You push anything into a corner too far and the claws will come out.
FBI Special Agent Alexander Mahone: No weapons. Rules are rules, remember? If we don't have them, we're savages.
Consult: The good news: as of yesterday, you're a free man. You got nothing to worry about.
Lincoln Burrows: Just my brother.
Henchman: Let's go, blanco. Orientación.
Michael Scofield: I'm not interested.
Henchman: That's not for you to decide.
Henchman: [he lifts his shirt to reveal a knife]
Lincoln Burrows: They find anything else?
Consult: Like what?
Lincoln Burrows: A bag.
Consult: What was in it?
Lincoln Burrows: A little money.
Lincoln Burrows: 'Course they didn't.
Night Clerk: Your brother - where do they have him incarcerated?
Lincoln Burrows: Sona.
[the clerk is silent]
Lincoln Burrows: What?
Night Clerk: The worst of the worst are in there. Men no other prison will take. They rioted so badly a year ago, the guards pulled out. Just left them to themselves. Thousand thieves, rapists, murderers. The government just stays back, keeps the perimeter. To them, Sona's a one-way street: what goes, in never comes out, unless it's dead.
[calling out to the other prisoners before the fight]
Lechero: We have a disagreement between two dogs. A drug addict and a thief. I condone neither. And I wash my hands of both of them. But they have an issue. And we have rules. And without rules we are nothing but savages. Therefore, the proper respect for the rules. This fight is engaged with only one rule; no weapons. Only man versus man, without augmentation or handicap. I'm done talking!
Michael Scofield: Tell me something. Do you always set up your fights?
Lechero: I had nothing to do with it.
Michael Scofield: Yet the only one in this prison who has a problem with me, is you.
Lechero: I'd be glad to see you go down. Superstar.
FBI Special Agent Alexander Mahone: Look, this is the first day of the rest of our lives. How about we work together, you know? Help each other out.
Michael Scofield: Except every time I look at you... all I can see is the man that killed my father. You're on your own.
Theodore 'T-Bag' Bagwell: Playing by yourself. Same old Pretty. Just not good at making friends, are you?
Michael Scofield: We got nothing to say to each other.
Theodore 'T-Bag' Bagwell: On another note, on a big picture note, them big government types that shook me down so hard, why is it they wanted you here? Was it Sona they was interested in? That's what I'm thinking. Want me to get you down here, up in this very county. What do you think it is, huh? You think it's Sona? Who'd be interested in a dump like this?