It said on the news that we should send them back to school tomorrow. Do you think it's safe?
Jack
I don't know any more than you.
Jack
I don't! [pause] Any word from Joe?
In Italy. With her. He finally got married. But he phones every now and then and sends Steven postcards, remembers his birthday... There are worse fathers.
Jack
How are you off for money?
Don't worry about that, you give me enough. [pause] Kind of easy writing cheques, huh?
Jack
Alice, you're the one who asked me to stay away. I'd come round here every week if you wanted me to, every day.
Yeah... I just can't stand it, Dad. I look older than you do, and it's never going to stop. I get older and older, and you stay the same. One day, you're going to be standing at my funeral - Looking just like you did when you were standing at Mum's. No wonder she was so furious; you make us feel old.
Jack
[beat] Actually, I found a grey hair.
[laughs] Oh! Well, that is the end of the world!
Jack
There's a saying here on Earth. A very old, very wise friend of mine taught me it; An injury to one is an injury to all. And when people act according to the philosophy, the human race is the finest species in the universe.
Never mind the philosophy. What he's saying is, you're not getting one solitary, single child. The deal is off.
Jack
Uh, I like the philosophy.
4456
This is fascinating, isn't it? The human infant mortality rate is 29,158 deaths per day. Every three seconds a child dies. The human response is to accept and adapt.
Jack
We're adapting right now, and we're making this a war.
4456
Then the fight begins.
Jack
We're waiting for your reply.
4456
Action has been taken.
[Alarms go off, and the building goes into lockdown]
Jack
What have you done?
4456
You wanted a demonstration of war. The virus has been released. It will kill everyone in the building.
FFrobisher
Haven't we gone past that?
My husband is still out there with everything you've done recorded on his laptop. One word from me, and he will release that information to the public.
FFrobisher
What do you think Torchwood is now? Do you think you're still players?
FFrobisher
We're at a tipping point right now. Civilisations about to fall into hell. You want to start that descent a little earlier? Go ahead.
Jack
He's right. Look what happened. Phone Rhys... tell him we've lost.
Couldn't have just chosen a pub, could you?
It's bloody freezing! My feet!
Jack
I missed that. The Welsh complaining. [to Gwen] You look good.
[proudly] She's bloody gorgeous.
[Gwen laughs. Jack manages to smile]
Jack
Yeah.
Jack
Travelled all sorts of places. This planet is too small. The whole world is like a graveyard.
Jack
[shakes his head] Haven't travelled far enough, yet. Got a lot of dirt to shake off my shoes. [looks up at the sky] And right now, there's a cold fusion cruiser surfing the ion reefs just at the edge of the solar system, just waiting to open its transport dock. [looks at Gwen] I just need to send a signal.
[Gwen holds up a finger, and takes Jack's Vortex Manipulator out of her jacket pocket]
Gwen They found it in the wreckage. Indestructible. [hands it to Jack] Like its owner. [Jack puts it on] I, uh, put on a new strap for you.
Cost me fifty quid, that.
Jack
Bill me.
Are you ever coming back, Jack?
Jack
What for?
[tearfully] Me. It wasn't your fault.
Jack
I think it was.
Jack
Steven. And Ianto. And Owen, and Tosh, and Suzie, and... All of them. Because of me. [looks away]
But you, you saved us. Didn't you?
Jack
I began to like it. And look what I became. Still, I have lived so many lives. It's time to find another one.
[Jack takes a step back and presses a button on his Vortex Manipulator]
[crying] They died, and I am sorry, Jack... but you cannot just run away. You cannot run away!
[a light surrounds Jack]
Jack
Oh yes, I can. Just watch me.
[Jack disappears from Earth]
Jack
He was after me, not you.
Esther Why? Why would he want you dead?
Jack
On the very day that no one's dying? Wish I knew. And what got you so involved?
I'm not even authorized for this, but this friend of mine, I was telling him about Torchwood and he crashed his car while I was talking to him. And I can't help but thinking that it's all my fault.
Jack
I know the feeling.
Jack
Torchwood no longer exists.
Then what was it? Because there were photos in that file of a man who looked just like you, but it said 1939, then 1925. Is he your father?
Jack
I suppose it must be. [grimaces]
Jack
Yeah. I hurt my arm.
Considering what we just went through, I would say that was a miracle.
Jack
Yeah, another one. The Torchwood Institute was set up by the British Royal Family in 1879 to defend the realm of Great Britain by investigating the unusual, the strange. And the alien.
I'm kind of guessing alien doesn't mean foreign.
Jack
Alien. As in extraterrestrial.
Jack
This whole situation worldwide, that's exactly the kind of thing we used to investigate.
Torchwood, they said that people died, but there was that other photo. Gwen Cooper. There was no date of death.
Jack
She's still alive. The last one left. And I'm gonna keep her safe, which means making sure that the Institute stays dead and buried.
So that first email last night, the one that just said Torchwood? [takes a drink of water]
Jack
Wasn't me. God knows who it was. But that was enough to call me back, and I got to work releasing the malware, destroying hard copies, removing all traces of the word, using Retcon.
Jack
It's a smart drug. Selective amnesia.
Jack
You won't remember a thing. [catches Esther as she passes out] Nice to meet you, Esther.
This thing that's happening to the world, this miracle, it must have something to do with you.
Jack
Great, so it's my fault?
Can't be a coincidence, Jack.
Of course it's not a coincidence. Doesn't mean to say it's his fault.
Jack
Rhys, are you defending me?
It's like we all got switched, isn't it? Nothing to do with Jack if the wires got crossed. Everything mortal becomes immortal, so everything immortal becomes mortal. See? I can be useful.
Jack
I was thinking. About how you're immortal. And I'm dying. And what I wanted to say was... we're good aren't we? You and I? Good team. I missed you.
I was thinking that, ah, if this had happened a bit sooner...
Jack
I know.
He'd still be here, Ianto.
Jack
Dead friends.
Jack
I wish he was here now. Not much of a team, is it? But we've still got each other. You and me. Just like the old days.
Jack
I saw you on television, saying you feel forgiven for taking the life of a child. That's a lie. I know that's a lie.
How do you know that, Jack, with such certainty?
Jack
Tell the truth! The murder of Susie Cabena. You don't feel sorry at all.
I felt her life leave, and she left through me. You know that feeling. I think you do. And I relive it, every single night, because that was the best moment of my life.
Jack
Now I understand. You're doing all this because you're searching for one thing. One simple thing. Execution. We're without death, so you get to live. And it's killing you.
Jack
It's like there's some sort of energy behind this. A will, a drive, a consciousness, because this miracle, it's more than people just surviving. They are so alive. You saw Lyn, that woman at the airport. She should have been paralysed but she just kept on going. And I've seen bodies at the morgue, burnt and broken, still alive, staring right at me. They weren't even allowed to be unconscious. It's as if something is willing them to go on, each and every individual forced into life.
That was me. All the way through my accident, wide awake.
And you could feel everything that happened? It still hurt?
So what did the search say?
Jack
Well, that's the problem. Everybody's had the same idea. Morphic field gets ten million results.
Then I'll go through them, all ten million. [to Rex, pointedly] See, that's what I do when I'm at my desk. Hard work.
[laughs] I have no idea what any of that means.
The ATF's the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives. They asked the CIA about information on a warehouse here in Washington, but Friedkin forwarded the request onto ancillary three times.
It's a paper chase. It's a guaranteed way to lose something in the system.
So if he tried to stop people from seeing the warehouse, then maybe he was paid to protect it, which would indicate there's something in there. It's at Third and Boston, south west.
All right, so we've got a mission. First thing we need to do is steal a new car.
Jack
Ahem. So, who's giving the orders?
Okay, Torchwood, what do you say?
Jack
We need to steal a new car. [grins]
Jack
I saw you on television, saying you feel forgiven for taking the life of a child. That's a lie. I know that's a lie.
How do you know that, Jack, with such certainty—
Jack
Tell the truth! The murder of Susie Cabina. You don't feel sorry at all.
The truth is, she flaunted it. Her innocence. Most people, they get hit, whatever - it's hours before the bruises rise up. But they showed right away with her, and it was like... I was painting on her. And she looked so beautiful, I thought it couldn't get any better than that, but... oh, Jack, I swear to you... right then, at the end, I felt her life leave, and she left through me. You know that feeling? I think you do. And I relive it, every single night, because that was the best moment of my life.
Jack
Now I understand. You're doing all this because you're searching for one thing. One simple thing. Execution. We're without death, so you get to live. And it's killing you.