Novel & Cerita Prison Break Quotes Michael Scofield

I grabbed his shirt and growled as I jerked him toward me. Coal tried prying us apart and finally succeeded. “Damn it, Maverick! Will you knock it off! I didn't save you just to have another member of my pack kill you,” Coal said as he pushed the prisoner back further away from me. “Someone has a death wish,” Michael laughed as he looked at the prisoner. The prisoner's lips tugged, and he nodded his head. Before he could speak, Coal slapped his hand over his mouth. “Damn it, you guys! Can I just get him into the Alpha's office!”

“I’m pretty sure the deadline I gave you has already passed and it’s ready. Don’t play with me, old man, I’m not in the mood for your righteous bullshit, just hand it over.” His eyes widen but somehow, he finds the courage to shake his head. I crouch down next to him and smile, “if you don’t hand it over, I’ll start killing the doctors in this hospital. How does one per every hour you waste sounds, hmm?” “You’re a monster! A soulless, ruthless monster!” Michael curses, glaring daggers at me. I laugh and stand up, then announce, “very well. Sophia goes first,” I say and turn to leave.

"What?" Michael ran his hand instinctively over his closely cut hair. He'd cut it really short earlier during the day and maybe that was the reason why Jesse was staring at him like that. "Nothing, just…" the wolf said, "You look scarier and somehow… you know." "Scarier?" "Yeah, but also kinda cool." Michael snorted and shook his head. "Don't drink on the job." He resumed walking and Jesse caught up with him. "I didn't drink anything. "

In the back of his mind, he wished he killed that son of a b**tch, but then his mind drifted to Autumn, bringing him almost guilt. Micheal stood up and walked towards the bars as he wrapped his hands around them. He needed to hear Autumn's voice and to make sure that she was okay, "Hey, officer, I'm entitled to a phone call," he said a buff looking office with a stern expression walked towards Micheal cell as he scoffed in mockery, "That's what all you wimps like to do once you're thrown behind bars," he said as Micheal's jaw clenched as he stepped forward, "And police officers like you aren't nothing but lousy pigs, I ain't afraid of prison, and this isn't the first time I've been behind ba

They even tried to use George and thought they could make a deal with him. “Thanks for not getting back at me for what I’ve done, Ms. Lane. And thank you for stopping your uncle from killing me. Rest assured. I’ll do as you said.” “Ordinary people would have already started crying and whining under the effect of my drug. I’m impressed by your endurance.” But the person who impressed her the most was Michael. Back then, he was shot twice while poisoned and still managed to move like a healthy, uninjured person. “I’ve done something bad, so I deserve the punishment,” George said flatly with a solemn expression on his face.

"Mum we don't have it". "Yes I knew we don't have it. But we need to find it or else they we kill you and they will killed me also". "Mum we have to report these". "We can't, because if we do those people we hunt us down". ******************* Michael was inside the cell banging the cell gate saying "Can you please open this damn gate for me! I need to get the hell out of here now! you can't just pick me up from my country and lock me up in your country that shit mhen."

Michael’s POV I stand in the kitchen, hurling the tray into the sink with more force than necessary, then storm out to the living room. My mind is in turmoil, swirling with memories and regrets. The confusion isn't just about today; it's about a past that keeps clawing back, a past marked by both care and cruelty. **Flashback to 8 months ago** The door to Scarlet’s apartment swings open. The moment I step inside, the irony of her situation hangs heavy in the air. "So, Michael, am I really safe, or do I need protection from you too?" she asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I said as I glanced at Michael and noticed he was still showing discomfort. Michael grumbled as he spoke in a grouchy tone, "Scarlett, I am not dumb." “Never said you were." Again, I knew where he was heading, yet I answered him, simply trying not to raise my voice at him because he was pushing. “I am not dumb, Scarlett,” Michael repeated again as he began loosening. “Michael, has there been a time that I said that you were?” I asked him back, passing beside him towards the side of my bed.

The scene looked like complete chaos. Then several blurry inmate photos appeared on the screen. One of them made my stomach drop. Leonard finally spoke, his voice low and serious. “Michael escaped.” For a moment, I couldn’t react. Michael, my uncle. I slowly stood from my chair, still staring at the television as the reporter continued talking about the electrical explosion. An electric explosion. The exact same thing that happened in this building last year when Michael tried taking over my company and eliminating everyone who stood in his way.

Jason replied, glancing at Michael. “I’m sure your officer bro here will keep you safe.” Michael smiled. “I always do.” He replied holding his hands out for a handshake. Jason accepted as the men bonded. “I’m sure it won’t be the last time you see us Jason Sanders. You know we all will have to appear in court once Frank is captured.” Jason nodded, knowing the real truth. “There won’t be any court if Frank is dead.” Michael placed his hand on his shoulder. “Don’t do anything you will regret Sanders. You’re a free man, don’t ruin it over this fucker. It’s exactly what he wants.” Free was the word that lingered on Jason’s mind.