You worked out my little code, then.
Dad didn't break your leg on purpose, you know.
He pushed me too hard. He always did.
Well, you should've held on tighter.
Torchwood · Season 3
You worked out my little code, then.
Dad didn't break your leg on purpose, you know.
He pushed me too hard. He always did.
Well, you should've held on tighter.
What sort of civil servant are you?
Unappreciated ones.
So, what do we do? Just sit here?
Worse than that, do I have to stay in these clothes? I mean, come on! Tracksuit bottoms? Not a good look!
[about Steven] He doesn't know Harkness is his grandfather?
No.
I suppose it would take some explaining, why Mum looks older than Granddad...
I can only assume that you're holding me here as insurance against my father. But let me warn you; if you've angered him, then God help you.
This from the woman who's spent her life running away from him.
And why d'you think I did that? A man who can't die has got nothing to fear. So you watch it. And you keep watching.
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.
Uh, I like the philosophy.
I gathered.
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.
We're adapting right now, and we're making this a war.
Then the fight begins.
We're waiting for your reply.
Action has been taken.
[Alarms go off, and the building goes into lockdown]
What have you done?
You wanted a demonstration of war. The virus has been released. It will kill everyone in the building.
The threat still stands.
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.
What do you think Torchwood is now? Do you think you're still players?
We can try.
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.
He's right. Look what happened. Phone Rhys... tell him we've lost.
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?
I can't tell you.
I am the police!
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?
Hey, she's pregnant.
Oh, thank you. Who's "she" when she's at home?
[surprised] Bloody hell fire! Who's the father?
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.
How is it ruined?
You want to have kids in a world like this, Rhys?
You're not getting rid of it!
Is that right?
[about Steven] He'll be fine. The nice kids are safe. If you're gonna get rid of ten percent, then take the ten percent you don't want. All those kids on street corners, we've finally got rid of them.
While everyone else just stays indoors. Ninety percent just hugging their kids, not making a sound, just like they did before.... I don't even know your name.
I protect the state. [pause] I was brought up to believe in and protect the state.
Not much good now, are you? Even if ninety percent look the other way, what sort of world are you leaving behind? I swear to you: if your duty is to protect the state above and beyond any other authority, then the one person you need right now is Jack Harkness.
Couldn't have just chosen a pub, could you?
It's bloody freezing! My feet!
I missed that. The Welsh complaining. [to Gwen] You look good.
I look huge.
[proudly] She's bloody gorgeous.
[Gwen laughs. Jack manages to smile]
You okay?
Yeah.
Did it work?
Travelled all sorts of places. This planet is too small. The whole world is like a graveyard.
Come back with us.
[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.
Bill me.
Are you ever coming back, Jack?
What for?
[tearfully] Me. It wasn't your fault.
I think it was.
[shakes her head] No.
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]
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