I'm getting you out of here.

Lincoln: “When I’m gone, will you look out for my brother?”

Sara:  “Michael, I would pick up the phone right now if I thought there was any chance that I could make a difference but you have to understand, I’m the last person in the world my father listens to. He hates what I do, he hates what I believe in and if I’m the one asking for clemency for your brother, your brother won’t get it. —-I’m sorry.”

Michael: “Feels like you’ve been the cleanup crew for me the whole time I’ve been in here. Toes, contusions, insulin shots.”
Sara: “Well, somebody’s got to do it.”
Michael: “I’m grateful.—-You ever think, in another life…”
Sara: “I won’t be that woman, Michael.”
Michael: “I wasn’t asking you to be. But it is something to wonder about. What if?—-Anyway, just wanted to make sure it was said.”
Sara: “Why do I feel like you’re saying goodbye to me?”
Michael: “I don’t know, I guess in a place like this you never know which day will be your last.”  

Michael: “I only married her so she could get her green card.”
Sara: “I saw you coming out of the conjugal room.”
Michael: “It’s just business.”
Sara: “You don’t have to explain it to me, Michael.”
Michael: “I know—-but I want to.” 

Bellick: “Where’s Scofield? There you are, just looking for you in your cell and couldn’t find you any place, couldn’t find your credit card either. You know what I’m talking about the one your whore wife trumped in the other day; she told me all about it. Maybe a “whore” is too strong, what do you call a girl who married a felon to get into the United States? What’d she have to come here for anyway? No strip clubs in Wasastan? 

Sara: “So, you’re married.”
Michael: “Uh, well, not in the traditional sense of the word.”
Sara: “As one of the very few women around here I’m used to a certain amount of innuendo and flirtation being thrown my way. I’m not used to enjoying it.”
Michael: “Sara.”
Sara: “It’s, Dr. Tancred and please let me finish.—-I’m not a jealous woman but I’m a careful one and for some reason when I’m around you I’m not.”
Michael: “You don’t have to be.”
Sara: “Yes, I do.—-There are so many questions surrounding you Michael, there are way too many.”
Michael: “The questions you have about me, there are answers.”