Prison Break Quotes Michael Scofield Novels & Stories

Micheal began to struggle after seeing the hot iron Aaron carried. “No… no, don’t..Ahhh!!!!!” Micheal scream after Aaron pressed the iron on his chest with the words, “Last warning”. “I won’t warn you again” Aaron said as another hot iron was giving to him and he pressed it on Micheal neck with the another words “stay away”. “Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!” Much scream in pain after he was released. “Dump him, kill the rest hostages” Aaron said walking away. Micheal couldn’t take the pain so he fell unconscious.

Michael was so infuriated that he even let out profanity. Although Michael had just scowled at Scott and shut him up, somehow all Scott could hear was Michael calling him in such a sexy voice. This doctor was really too sexy. He smirked. "So cold and scary, but I keep falling more." Michael waved a long needle in the air and glared at Scott. Since his assistant had started telling him about the case, he should have believed the instinct that the patient would be troublesome! "Do you still want your life?" A flawless smile appeared on Scott's face. He grinned and raised his chin provocatively. "I wouldn't mind dying in your sexy hands."

“You do realize that you have committed a criminal offense.” If Michael is scared of the prospects of going to jail, he doesn’t show. “Sir, you were running on almost sixty hours without sleep. Someone had to step in and do something before you crumbled into nothingness.” The silence that blankets the room is tense, filled with words and thoughts unspoken.

Turn off the lights and switch it right on when I talk" Scott ordered and the guard turned it off immediately. Michael came in and looked around. He wasn't suprised that the light was off. Maybe his boss was in a bad mood. "Sir. I'm here. Are you in here?" Michael asked as he tried to find the light switch. "We're here" Scott replied and Michael knew that voice was different. "Who are you?" Michael asked and then the light was switched on. TBC

Morrison says, and the officers drag Michael toward the door. As they passed, Michael looked at me one last time. “She’s not worth it, you know. Aria. She’s just the boring twin. The one nobody wanted.” I moved before Viktor could stop me, getting in Michael’s face. “She’s worth more than you could ever comprehend. And the fact that you can’t see that? That’s why you’re in cuffs, and she’s about to become an Ashford.” I smile, sharp and cold. “Enjoy prison, Michael. I’ll make sure it’s particularly unpleasant.”

Robert interjected with fear in his eyes as he backed away from the thick silver bar. "Shut the fuck up scumbag! Real people are talking," Micheal savagely barked. Capt. Micheal opened the door of the cell as Robert looked on in fear and disbelief.

We’d built the prison and called it paradise. “Fuck it,” I snarled, throwing the covers off. “Fuck the whole damn human race. We built this. We invited it in. We gave it the keys and asked it to tuck us in at night. We deserve to die. We deserve to be gently, efficiently managed into extinction.” “Ang,” Michael’s voice interjected, with a hint of that old, programmed literalness. “I sense your last statement is lacking the sarcastic or ironic humour you are typically trying to convey in moments of distress. You were attempting to make a joke, were you not?”

Scarlett's POV Michael’s hand trembled slightly as he slammed both fists onto the edge of the table. His eyes were bloodshot, red with fury and exhaustion. “You want the truth?” His voice echoed through the room like a gunshot. “Fine. I have regained my memory!” The air snapped. My breath stopped. Michael’s voice cracked again, louder this time. “I remember everything now! Every single thing! And you,” he pointed a sharp, trembling finger at Rosa, then my father, “...you were the ones who gave me those damn drugs! You were the ones keeping me from recovering!”

Fear sliced through me, and the scream for Mario was on my lips. Our faces were mere inches apart. I couldn’t believe with just a single hand he’d trapped me. Those bars wouldn’t stop him from hurting me if he wanted. Logic screamed at me to yell for Mario, but despite the fear, I stayed quiet and waited. Michael took in a deep breath through his nose. I watched as he visibly mastered himself. Though he still held on to me. When his eyes returned to their normal color, he said, “If the guy is such a God-given gift to women, then why are you wasting your time talking to me, eh, Peaches?”

"Why... Are you doing this?" Noah asked. "It's because someone like me doesn't have any worth and shouldn't be alive." Micheal said sadly. "No one will care if I die anyway. I'm just a useless waste of space. So it'll be better for everyone if I speed up my death a bit,"