Torchwood Series 1

Out of Time

2006.12.17    

Jack: When did you leave?
Diane Harris: About half an hour ago.
Jack: Which date?
Diane Harris: Today. December the eighteenth.
Jack: Which year? Which year? I need to know.
Diane Harris: 1953.

Gwen: At least it wasn’t a spaceship full of aliens.
Jack: That might have been easier.

Diane: If all this is true, then how do we get back?
Jack: You don’t. According to history your plane never returned. I’m sorry.

Jack: Your background story should incorporate the skills you already have. For instance, John, you could have run a corner shop.
John: No.
Jack: We can fake references.
John: You can’t take away our names. For God’s sake, man, it’s all we’ve got left. My son’s name. It’s the name above my shop.
Jack: You’re right. I didn’t think. You should keep your name.

Diane Harris amazed at the door opening: How did it do that?
Ianto: It’s automatic. It knows you’re there.
Diane: But how?
Ianto: There are wave bouncing detectors which emit high-frequency radio waves and then look for reflections—
Diane: Bananas!
Ianto: Of course bananas are far more interesting.

Emma: How much food money have I got left?
Ianto: Fifteen pound 40. totaling up her candy haul. Twelve pounds 10. You’ll ruin your teeth.
Emma: You sound like my mum.

Ianto: Welcome to the wonderful world of scantily-dressed celebrities.
John scandalized by the magazine cover: There’s children around!
Ianto: She’s a children’s TV presenter.

Ianto: You all right?
Diane looking at the warning on a cigarette pack: What does that mean?

Diane: Can I take her up?
Owen: No. You could get arrested. You haven’t got a license.
Diane: But I— Bugger. It’s no longer valid.

John: That’s an American accent, isn’t it?
Jack: That’s right.
John: How do you end up here. Doing whatever it is that you do?
Jack: It’s a long story.
John: I’m a slow drinker. You know everything about me, what’s the problem?
Jack: It’s… complicated.
John: What, did you fall through time too?
Jack: Yeah, you could say that.

Owen: Let me get this straight. You expect equality and chivalry?
Diane: I don’t see why they should be mutually exclusive.

Diane: Do you have a girlfriend?
Owen: No.
Diane: So. Who do all those beauty products belong to?
Owen: Me, actually.
Diane: No.
Owen: Real men can moisturize too, you know.

Rhys: Your mum rang. Funny thing, she has no idea who Emma is.
Gwen: No?
Rhys: And I’m thinking back to you and me on the couch. Work calls, you go out in the middle of the night, and come back with a surprise relative. So let’s have it, who exactly is Pollyanna? Aw, is it to do with work?
Gwen: It’s so hard to explain.
Rhys: Do you even know her?
Gwen: She was lost. I’m sorry.
Rhys: What worries me is how easy it seems to be for you to lie to me, Gwen.

Gwen: It’s like two worlds. There’s Torchwood, and then there’s real life.
Emma: That’s why you’ve got to let me go.

John: Who are you?
Jack: A man like you out of his time. Alone and scared.
John: How do you cope?
Jack: It’s just bearable. It has to be. I don’t have a choice.
John: But I do. If you won’t help me, let me go with some dignity. Don’t you damn me to live.

John: The thing about love, is that you’re always at its mercy.

Owen: Listen to me, there is no way back. You can’t get home.
Diane: Then it’ll take me somewhere new.