[while travelling to London, in a truck, on top of a cargo of potatoes]
You know some announcements you rehearse in your head? This wasn't quite what I had in mind.
Rhys
What do you mean, "announcements"? [Gwen looks at him and smiles. Rhys looks confused, but then grins delightedly] Oh, God, no! bloody hell no!
Rhys
Oh, bloody hell no!
Rhys
Oh! Come here! Oh my God! I don't believe it. [concerned] Hang on, the bomb, the guns, the car chase, the hiding from the law. What are you doing in your condition!
I'm only carrying my bag.
Rhys
Gwen, I'm serious. This changes everything.
No. No, it doesn't. We're up the same creek and we still need a paddle.
Rhys
Yeah! But three of us in a boat.
Everyone's on stand-by. It's red alert, riot gear and everything, all ready to mobilize, except no one's saying why. What's going on?
Right now, I need you to drive this car, and if I told you...
What? Well c'mon then, what? [Gwen doesn't answer] Don't you bloody hate people who don't finish their sentences?
Rhys
Hey, she's pregnant.
Oh, thank you. Who's "she" when she's at home?
[surprised] Bloody hell fire! Who's the father?
Rhys
Oh, I'm slapping you, yet!
It's Torchwood. That's what did it. They give you Retcon and chemicals and radiation and god knows what. The bloody Pill didn't stand a chance. That's what Torchwood does, you see... it ruins your life.
Rhys
How is it ruined?
You want to have kids in a world like this, Rhys?
Rhys
You're not getting rid of it!
Couldn't have just chosen a pub, could you?
Rhys
It's bloody freezing! My feet!
I missed that. The Welsh complaining. [to Gwen] You look good.
Rhys
[proudly] She's bloody gorgeous.
[Gwen laughs. Jack manages to smile]
Travelled all sorts of places. This planet is too small. The whole world is like a graveyard.
[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.
Rhys
Cost me fifty quid, that.
Are you ever coming back, Jack?
[tearfully] Me. It wasn't your fault.
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?
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]
Oh yes, I can. Just watch me.
[Jack disappears from Earth]
So much for tying him up.
Rhys
I've never tied up a person!
"Men are good at knots." How many times have you told me that?
Rhys
At Christmas!
[having been attacked by a sniper in a helicopter]
Look, intensive care overflow. They've got twelve beds with seventeen patients already. What's gonna happen tomorrow? And the day after that? And the day after that? And the day-
Rhys
Listen, now. Every time you investigate something, you end up in danger, Gwen.
Rhys
Don't you dare.
Rhys
I said don't you dare! Have you got that? Don't you bloody dare, Gwen! See, the thing is, right, if you think Miracle Day is like a Torchwood case, others are going to think the same, aren't they? They're gonna come looking for you with guns like they did the old days.
Rhys
We shouldn't even be in the city. There are cameras everywhere, man. And it's different now. You've got a daughter, and you can't go putting her into danger. That is why we live in the back of beyond, to keep her safe. We've got to go back.
Rhys
Oh, think about it! People aren't dying. He's gonna survive.
Rhys
Think about Anwen. Maybe our daughter's going to live forever.
Don't, okay? Don't make her part of this this thing, okay? Don't. Do you think she could?
Rhys
Possible, yeah. See, maybe you should let this happen for once.
This thing that's happening to the world, this miracle, it must have something to do with you.
Can't be a coincidence, Jack.
Rhys
Of course it's not a coincidence. Doesn't mean to say it's his fault.
Rhys, are you defending me?
Rhys
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.
Rhys
Now you tell me. Tell me quickly, you bastard! You murdering bastard! Come on! Tell me before I get the boys round. Before I shout your name out loud in the street and fetch the bloody mob, tell me, what do you want?!
Jack Harkness. The men who smuggled me into this country, they brought Harkness in seven weeks ago and they brought him to you. And then you, in turn, found him a haven. Now I paid good money for your name, Gwen Cooper, so I really need to see Jack. And you will do exactly what I ask.
Because I have a name. I have the name of a man. I have the name of the man who created the Miracle.
One man's name keeps reoccurring. Kitzinger was employed to send him information. And his name's Harry Bosco.
His name, over and over again.
What, can't you search him?
You think you're clever, Oswald? Is that really all you had?
Harry Bosco isn't a man. Harry Bosco's a process. It goes back to Vietnam. It was the first war to be televised and the government didn't want US networks taking feed directly from the Vietnamese, because for the first time information was beyond their control. So they put agents into every newsroom, every major TV network, filtering the output for the public. Cleverest of them all was a man called Harry Bosco.
He'd alter information. It was subtle. He did it by mistranslation. He couldn't censor or change, but he could manipulate the English translation. Change one word, change the entire meaning. If you say victims instead of bodies, you influence public opinion. All the channels Harry Bosco these days.
Rhys
So that's it? Dead end? Done? You finished with him? Can I have him now?
Could you keep your dog on his leash?
Rhys
Watch it, pal.
My point still stands. The name's still important because Kitzinger works in PR. Why would she be handling this Harry Bosco process?
To be fair, it's a good question. Why would the families hire Jilly to do all this in the first place?
What's she mistranslating? Because the three families changed their name, now Jilly's changing words? Maybe they're connected.
I think I can get us in. Back in the old days, Torchwood tracked down a black market trade in alien artefacts coming out of China. Skullion metal and coins, things like that. We closed it down but the route stayed open for arms dealing.
We're gonna trust arms dealers?
I don't care. I'll do it.
Okay, okay, wait. What about Buenos Aires?
I don't know. Which city is it?
Rhys
It's both, you bunch of nuts. You can't see for looking, can you? Eh? Look. Right, Shanghai, Buenos Aires. Buenos Aires, Shanghai. Opposite sides of the world. Quite literally, opposite sides of the Earth, yeah? Yeah? So whatever's going on, there's got to be something connecting them.
Are you kidding me? Is that right?
They're antipodes. They're the antipodes of each other. Two massive population centres balanced on either side of the planet.
As the old saying goes, count your blessings, because it turns out there's two of them.
Look at the PhiCorp logo. The letter phi, a circle with a line through it. It's been right there in front of us staring us in the face all this time.
A line through the world?
The Blessing. The Miracle.
We need to find out. We can get into Argentina no problem.
Maybe we need to get into both, Jack. Maybe you should go one way.
So this is what we're doing? A mission on both sides of the world?
And you're taking me with you.
Rhys
No, no, no. I've got, I've got better plans for you, bub.
And that's your problem, isn't it, Gwen? You can't let me walk free. Not a man with my desires. And you can't have me arrested. Not now that I know all about your little plans.
Rhys
They can leave you here with me.
Well, that's just it, you joyous man. You've just trapped your wife completely. Leave me here with him and I think he would. I actually think he would. Your husband would kill me. He'd make me Category One with his own bare hands. You would kill me, wouldn't you?
Rhys
Yeah.
Is that what you want? No. I'm coming with you. There's no choice. There's not a choice in the whole of the world. Okay?
[Rex has been shot by Charlotte]
Get help! Clear the area! There might be more!
Oh, come on. No, no, not after everything he's gone through. No!
There's nothing we can do. I'm, I'm sorry, Gwen. I am so sorry. He's dead. [Rex gasps back to life] [shocked] What?!
Rhys
What?!
What? [rips his shirt open and sees his wound heal] What?!
You. World War Two. What the hell did you do to me?!