Series 3

Day One

Gwen: All right Glyn? What’s occurring?
Glyn: I’ve been watching the bay. No sea monsters.
Gwen: Ah, still early.

Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: You were neighbors, is that right?
Jack: We lived next door.
Ianto: He’s got no family to speak of. All on his own. We just keep an eye on him, you know.
Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: Well I’m sure he appreciated it. If only there were more like… you two in the world.

Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: You’re Torchwood!
Jack: Never heard of them.
Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: There are bodies going missing.
Jack: How many?
Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: This whole city talks about you.
Jack: What bodies, where?
Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: It started two months ago. Bodies, taken down to the mortuary, then the records just stop. Five of them. Five in two months. And none of them white. One of West Indian descent, one African, three Chinese. All male.
Ianto: What was your name again?
Dr. Rupesh Patanjali: Rupesh. Rupesh Patanjali.
Jack: What do you think?
Ianto: NHS.
Jack: Yeah, too much red tape. Sorry, but good luck with it.

John Frobisher: Just tell me it’s something small. Tell me it’s a meteorite or a shadow on the moon. Just for once, tell me it’s easy.
Colonel Oduya: Might be nothing, sir. But it’s my job to inform the government even if it turns out to be a false alarm.
John Frobisher: Then what is it?
Colonel Oduya: Children, sir. It’s the children.

Colonel Oduya: But the accidents are just one part of the picture. Because every other child stopped at the same time. And not just in Britain.

Colonel Oduya: …Germany. India. Egypt. Guyana…

Colonel Oduya: …Singapore. At 8:40 GMT most of America was asleep. But even there, we’re beginning to get reports. I think we can assume it’s all of them, sir. As far as we can tell, at 8:40 this morning, every single children in the world stopped.

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Day Five

Green: Today we are taking steps to safeguard your children. The schools are being opened again. And we urge all of you to send your children back to their classes straight away. Government representatives will be visiting certain schools to discuss a series of inocculations.

David: What’s innoculations?
Rhiannon: Injections.
David: I don’t want to go to school.
Rhiannon: You’re not going either. You’re staying put. Just like your uncle Ianto said, don’t trust any of them.
Mica: But the man said we’ve got to go.
Rhiannon: And I know for a fact he’s lying.

PM Green: These innoculations are to protect your children. These innoculations are safe. These innoculations will guarantee no repeat of the problems of the last four days.

Green: So I ask of you now to cooperate. To send your children back to school and resume your lives as normal.

General Pierce: You and Mr. Green and this government have proven yourselves incapable of handling this crisis. All decisions will now go through me. You were saying?
Denise: We have two thousand six hundred primary schools listed here. We’re mobilizing transport. At 1200 hours the British army will take the children from the schools to the designated rendezvous points.
Green: What if they refuse, the soldiers? We’d have a mutiny on our hands.
General Pierce: They’ve been told. Any soldier refusing to do his duty will make his own family liable.
Denise: So we take them to the rendezvous points, but what then?
General Pierce: We’re about to find out. They’re entering Thames house right now.

Colonel Oduya: We have no choise but to initiate your plan—may God help me.

Colonel Oduya: Then let me ask—as a father—you need these children. Are they keeping you alive?
456: No.
Colonel Oduya: Then what are they for?
456: The hit.
Colonel Oduya: I don’t understand.
456: The hit. They create chemicals. The chemicals are good.
Colonel Oduya: Good in what way?
We feel good. The chemicals are good.
Colonel Oduya: They’re like… drugs?

Gwen: The threat still stands.
John Frobisher: Haven’t we gone past that?
Gwen: My husband is still out there with everything you’ve done recorded on his laptop. One word from me and he would release that information to the public.
Frobisher: What do you think Torchwood is now? Do you think you’re still players?
Gwen: We can try.
Frobisher: We’re at a tipping point, right now. Civilization’s 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.

Frobisher: Terrible day. {silence}. So I was—
Green: Your name was chosen, John.
Frobisher: Right. Good. In what way, “chosen”?
Green: The innoculation story seems to have gained some currency. Might even be called popular.
Frobisher: Indeed. And what’s that got to do with me?
Green: Your children will be innoculated.
Frobisher: I see.
Green: In two hours there will be selected news media at your house. You will be seen to offer your children for treatment. This will be broadcast on every network channel at twelve o’clock midday. Frobisher: But there is no inoculation.
Green: This action will help the public. To show them no cause for unrest.
Frobisher: You mean I’m to pretend they’re being innoculated?
Green: Your children will then be taken to one of the designated rendezvous points. And they will become part of the… the process. It’s our duty now to think beyond this, this terrible day. And once it’s over, the government must be seen as victims of the 456. We must be seen to have lost.
Frobisher: If you put me on camera I will tell people the truth.
Green: Then your daughters would know where they’re going. Best not.
Frobisher: I can’t do it! I won’t! You can’t make me.
Green: In which case your children will be taken without you.
Frobisher: But you’ve seen what they do to them! I— They’re just girls, sir. They’re just girls…. They’re not…
Green: I’m sorry, John. I’m really… I’m really very sorry. And I’m really very busy.

PC Andy: Everyone’s on standby. It’s red alert. Riot gear and everything, all ready to mobilize. Except no one’s saying why. What’s going on?
Gwen: I can’t tell you.
PC Andy: I am the police!
Gwen: Right now Andy, I need you to drive this car. And if I told you…

Rhys: Hey! She’s pregnant.
Gwen: I’ll thank you. Who’s she when she’s at home?
PC Andy: Bloody hellfire.
Who’s the father?
Rhys: Oh, I’m slapping you, yeah?

Bridget Spears: I’ve come to tell you how we met.
Lois: Who?
Bridget Spears: How I met John Frobisher. It was thirty years ago. You weren’t even born. I was on attachment to the civil service. Only for six months, And just down the corridor, well there he was. You wouldn’t think it to look at him now, but he was a clumsy thing, always losing his key. Mr. Swales never thought he’d amount to much but I thought… well, keep an eye on that one. And all the others came and went. The high-flyers, they burnt out, or… went on to something better. And do you know what John Frosbisher did? He kept working. Head down, worked hard, all of his life. It was another ten years before we actually worked in the same office. He asked for me. I didn’t even think he knew my name. And we made quite the team. I’m not saying he was perfect. You know that better than me. But he worked hard, he always worked hard. I don’t think that’s vauled enough these days—hard work. And he was a good man. I want you to know that. John Frobisher was a good man. Because when the history of this is written, they’ll talk about the ministers and the soldiers and the things with numbers for names. And I think people will forget how very good he was. I want you to remember him like that. If ever you think of John Frobisher just remember that it wasn’t his fault. Now. I think I should get back to work.

Gwen: What are they doing here?
Johnny: Well they’re not going to go to school—no way. If they want them they’ll have to come and get them.

Pierce: Numbers?
We’re looking at an uptake of about sixty percent. As predicted, a lot of the chidlren in the target area stayed at home.
Pierce: Then we’d better go and get them. Stage Two. Mobilize.

Alice: I don’t even know your name.
Johnson: I protect the state. I was brought up to believe in and protect the state.
Alice: 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.