Jack
I'm going with you. I don't know, I could be your... assistant.
We told you, not a chance. That assassin said that you're too connected. And besides, you're too fragile, Mortal Man. [she kisses him on the cheek]
Jack
All I get is a kiss?
You look after yourself. You're unique. You're Category Jack.
So listen, Category One is bad, yes?
Yeah. That's people with no brain function or anyone who would normally have died. They're now officially Category One.
Jack
Ordinary people are Category Three.
Right. That's people with no injuries, nothing. They're fine. Then, Category Two is everyone in-between; People who are alive and functioning with an illness or injury that's gonna persist, but not kill.
Wait a minute, when I got hurt, I should have died. I was Category One... But now I'm healing, so I'm Category Two... So which one am I?
Well, that's the point - People don't fit categories.
Jack
Worse than that, this process has given the United Nations a definition for life, which is therefore a definition of death. The government now has the power to decide whether you're dead or alive. No one should have that much control.
Jack
He's on his way.
Right, I'm gonna follow. I phoned Washington and pulled a few strings; I've got observer status.
Jack
No, no, no! Wait a minute, that's why we sent Rex!
I am not a member of Torchwood, so you can't give me instructions. And I need to see that place for myself. I was on the panels, Jack. I helped set these things up.
Any trouble, I can help get her out.
Jack
...Okay. I'm going with you. I don't know, I could be your... assistant.
We told you, not a chance. That assassin said that you're too connected. And besides, you're too fragile, Mortal Man. [she kisses him on the cheek]
Jack
[sulky] All I get is a kiss?
You look after yourself. You're unique; You're Category Jack. So, don't you go getting into trouble.
Jack
So that means everyone's to blame. Everyone and no one.
Whoever's behind this, they don't show themselves. Not to me, not to you. But to play the system like this--the markets, the politics, industry--they had to be planning this for a very long time. I wish I knew who they were.
Jack
[regains consciousness] I'm tied down. Why am I tied down?
Jack
What?
They're in my eyes. The contacts, they're in my eyes. Somebody's taken Anwen, Rhys, my mother, the whole bloody family. And they've said if I bring you, they'll let them go unharmed. Don't try moving. You'll never get out of those knots.
Jack
My hands are asleep. And my feet. You tied my feet?
Of course I did, stupid. Otherwise you'd get out of the car, knock me out and turn the car around.
Jack
Are you sure they have your family?
I phoned a hundred times. There's no reply. They've got them.
Jack
I want to talk to the lenses. Look at me so I can talk to them.
Why do you always keep thinking you can tell me what to do?
Jack
Pull over, or look into the rear view. Just, please, let me talk to them.
Don't cock this up, okay?
[Gwen looks at Jack in the rear view mirror]
Jack
Listen, whoever you are, there's more than one way to play this. Are you listening?
Yeah, there's a cursor. They're there.
Jack
You want me? Let her family go and I'll come to you alone.
Tell them they can have me too.
Jack
No, just me. Let Rhys go, let Anwen go, let her mother go free. You guys, you know what? Here I am. You got me.
Jack
Give them a minute.
There's just nothing now.
Jack
Maybe they're thinking about it.
My mother's name is Mary. Mary! You've known me all this time and you can't remember her name?
Jack
All right, I'm sorry, okay?
Yeah, well, you should be, because this is all your fault. They want to kill you, but why do they want to do that?
Jack
I don't know.
Jack
I don't know!
Well you've done something haven't you? Way back when in that long bloody life of yours. God, you've lived so long you can't remember half of it! Now you think. Think! What the hell have you done?
[On an alien encountered during a past adventure]
Jack
It's a parasite. Like a bug.
A parasite? Tell me more about it.
Jack
Good man. It's a species of brainspawn treated as vermin on more than 150 planets that I know and valued as dinner on one other. It tastes like oysters.
Jack
I had to be polite. Now this part drills into the brain of the host and deposits its larvae there. Little worms, sharp as needles, pushing into the brain very slowly. You go insane, but it takes years. Franklin Roosevelt, he's going to be elected Governor of New York this November. But he wouldn't start making the really crazy decisions until his second term as President. Result, America destabilises, pulls out of the war, Germany rises, the Third Reich triumphant and there's a whole new history sprawling out.
You mean someone is changing the future?
Jack
Destroying it. Turning order into chaos and feeding off the results.
Who would do such a thing? These people above Maranzano?
Jack
They're just being used by someone called the Trickster's Brigade. Believe me, you don't want to meet them.
What sort of men are they?
Jack
They're not men at all. They're not even human.
Jack
What do you mean?
It's me. I caused this. I made this happen. I knew Torchwood was toxic, right from the moment I joined up, the very first day, but I stayed.
Jack
I'm glad you did.
Stop being so nice. We left nice behind a hundred miles back. I'm trying to be honest, okay? Because do you know what the worst thing is of all? Out of all the shit we have seen, all the bloodshed, all the horror...You know what is worse than all that? I loved it. I bloody loved it. And I'd keep telling Rhys I was sorry, and I'd say to little Anwen I'm sorry, but I loved it so much. I knew things no one else knew and, oh, I felt so special. And when we lost people, it was so, so big, and I could say it was worth it. Because the bigger it was, the more important I was. And the more people we lost, the more that meant I was a survivor...and I was better than them. My God, this is all my fault and now they've got my beautiful little girl and I wished this on her.
Jack
I used to think the same about Torchwood.
That's what I'm saying. Have you got what I'm saying to you, Jack? What I'm saying is, no more! Because I know exactly what you’re thinking, Jack; "She won’t do this, not really. Not my Gwen." "No, Gwen, she can’t hurt me. Gwen loves me. She’d never harm me." And, well, this is about my daughter. And I swear for her sake, I will see you killed like a dog right in front of me if it means her back in my arms. Understood?
Jack
Understood. And let me tell you. Now that I'm mortal, I'm gonna hang onto this with everything I've got. I love you, Gwen Cooper, but I will rip your skin from your skull before I let you take this away from me. Understood?
Understood. I feel like I know you now better than I've ever done before.
Jack
Yeah. Right at the end.