Torchwood Series 2

Exit Wounds

2008.04.04    

James Marsters

Rhys: Did you just say “Time Agency”? Don’t tell me that’s based in Cardiff too.

John: I’ve been here quite awhile. What kept you?
Jack: We all survived. You know if you’re going to set an explosion you need to be more efficient.
John: Oh, them. They were just prototypes. Had to test out a theory. How are they all? Your little team?
Jack: What do you want?
John: I want you to know that I love you.
Jack: Funny way of showing it.
John: No seriously. You have to understand. I really do love you. ‘Cause this. Is gonna get nasty.

Andy: Rhys, what are you doing here? This is a crime scene, and a confidential crime scene at that. If it gets out what happened here they’ll be a city-wide panic.
Gwen: Rhys isn’t going to blab.
Rhys: I’m keeping more secrets than you’d ever believe.
Andy: Yeah right. Like what?
Rhys: Like a Time Agency based in Cardiff.
Gwen: Oh, it’s not based in Cardiff.
Andy: Brilliant secret. I ask, you tell. Well done.

Random Scythe Guys: Devils! Blasphemers! Pray to your heathen God. While in the Lord’s name we cast you out. {They advance and Ianto and Tosh shoot.}
Ianto: There we are then.
Tosh: Sorted.

Owen: Now. Food. You got anything it can eat?
Doctor: Only these. {hands him a pack of cigarettes}
Owen: Right. Perfect. Wish me luck.

Jack: This is a little extreme, don’t you think?
John: Oh what? Suddenly you’re anti-bondage?
Jack: Why are you doing this?
John: Well see. Now you’re interested in me. It’s always the same. Nobody cares until you tie them up. A number of reasons, actually. You were very rude to me.
Jack: What?
John: Very rude indeed. In front of people who barely knew me. You belittled me. I can’t let that go.
Jack: You’re serious?
John: Second, you have all of time—eternity, essentially—and you still refuse to spend time with me. After all we’ve been through together, after all I’ve done for you.
Jack: Where’s Grey? What have you done with my brother?
John: You don’t realize… actions, ramifications, ripples in the pond. It’s beyond my control.
Jack: Oh “beyond your control.” Please.
John: It is. You need to understand that.

Jack: Don’t touch those controls!
John: Oy! I’m working here.

Jack: Whatever you’re planning, we’re going to stop you.
John: Oh! Okay. Go on then. Stop me. I hope you can. Really. No? Alright. Let’s go get ourselves a good view.

John: Attention, Torchwood employees. Evenin’ all. Now, stop what you’re doing.
Gwen: Jack, what’s going on? Are you okay?
John: Jack can’t come to the comms right now, but if you leave a message I’ll be sure and pass it along.
Gwen: What have you done to him?
John: No no. Wrong question. You should be asking, What am I about to do to you.

Ianto: Put Jack on right now.
John: Eye Candy! That was so masterful, so… bossy. So basically powerless.

John: Take a good look. Remember this. Because it all goes so quick.

Jack: You destroyed the city!
John: Hold me.

Gwen: Tosh, do we have the scale of the damage on the city?
Tosh: Fifteen major explosions at strategic points across the city. There’s currently a surge in traffic trying to leave the city, but the explosions have cut off all major routes in and out. Land lines, mobile phones, and IT networks all down. TV and radio off air. He’s completely crippled us, Gwen.
Ianto: Don’t want to be the harbinger of doom but the systems which serve the Turnmill nuclear plant have all gone offline.

Gwen: Okay, all of you, listen to me. We are going to fix this. We are going to put the city back together, we are going to find Jack, and we are going to punish John.

John: We’re safe. Now, before you do anything rash you have to hear—
Jack: Take us back now!
John: No way. We have to be this far to escape the trigger signal. Look at it, go on. It’s bonded to my skin, I can’t get it off. Open it.
Jack: Woah.
John: Ninth generation detonator.
Jack: You’re a walking bomb.
John laughs: Add to that a surveillance circuit to monitor my every word and action, and he has me doing anything I’m told. ‘Cause if I don’t: boom! I’m not my own man. I thought you’d see that. But oh no! You’re so self-obsessed you thought I’d want to blow up your stupid city. When I could be experiencing seventeen simultaneous pleasures in the Lotus Nebula.

Grey: I never stopped believing. I always knew we’d find each other again.
Jack: Sorry.
Grey: Sorry’s not good enough. stabs him. Get a shovel.

Rhys: Bloody impressive, eh?
Andy: She is that. Lucky sod.

Tosh: We need to restore the terminal servers.
Ianto: What if we can’t?
Tosh: Then the reactor goes into meltdown.
Ianto: Then I’m going up there.
Tosh: Ianto—
Ianto: Look, if we can’t fix the remote servers then there must be something I can do onsite to prevent the nuclear meltdown.
Tosh: That would be suicide.
Ianto: Are we going to discuss it or are we going to do it?
Tosh: Okay, but we both go.

Grey: How long before you gave up? Months? Years? Decades?
Jack: What do you want from me?
Grey: I want you to suffer. I want your life.

John: Alright, calling a halt now. I can’t let you do this.

Grey: Fill the grave.
John: No way.
Grey: Then the detonator on your arm gets activated. John throws a ring into the grave. What’s that?
John: It’s ah… sentimental value.

John: You took your time.
Gwen: On your knees!
John: Honestly, it’s just sex sex sex with you people.
Gwen: Now!

Gwen: Why should I trust you?
John: They were separated as children. Grey was abducted. When I found him, he was chained to the ruins of a city in the Bedlam Outlands. Surrounded by corpses. He was the only one left. The creatures had long since gone. Don’t know how long he’d been there. He thought I was the rescuing hero. So it took me too long to realize he had learned terrible things watching those creatures. He let me trust him.

John: See? Free man. Apparently. I didn’t have to come back here. I could have run.

John: He said he was going to take Jack’s life—destroy it from the inside out. The Weevil wake-up call could be just the beginning.

Owen: Ianto, leave it to me. I can get there.
Ianto: How?
Owen: King of the Weevils. Remember?

Rhys: Bloody hell. How many were there? It’s like Fort Apache the Bronx, innit?
Andy: Apart from the fact that surrounding forces are savage aliens and we all could die, it’s almost exactly the same, yeah. Thanks for that.

John: You know, you got a real pest problem around here.
Gwen: God, I’m so pleased to see you. Ianto goes to shoot John.
John: Don’t start. I’ll make thing right, Eye Candy.

Ianto: If we don’t find him, I’ll kill you. Very slowly.

Turnmill Worker: Sounds more dangerous out there than in here.
Owen: Yeah, I’d say it’s pretty much even.

Gwen: What’s that banging?
Ianto: Something’s wrong.
John: Never mind that, I have an idea.

Jack: I forgive you.
Grey: How did you survive?

Torchwood Hub, 1901

How long since you first discovered it?
Three days now.
Just one signal, regular as clockwork. But I haven’t told you the best bit. I can track it to a physical location.

Jack: I’ve crossed my own timeline. I can’t be allowed to meet myself. A lot of lives depend on this. You’ll be protecting the future. That’s what you’re here for, isn’t it?

Jack: I’ve forgiven you. I give you absolution. Now do the same for me!

Grey: The only strength I have is my hatred for you.
Jack: I didn’t know. I didn’t realize until it was too late.
Grey: I begrudge you everything. I wanna rip it all from you, to leave you screaming in the dark. I will never absolve you. All of it, it’s your fault.

Rhys: What happened? Where’ve they all gone?
Andy: Abergavenny?

Owen: Tosh? Come on, girl! Here we go. Right, you’ve done it, Tosh. You’ve got power. You okay?
Tosh: Yeah. I’m fine.
Owen: Right, what’s going on there?
Tosh: Just a… machine malfunction.
Owen: You hurt?
Tosh: Who me? No. I’m fine. It’s just my arm.
Owen: Okay.
Tosh: I’m sorting out another painkiller.
Owen: Good.
Tosh: Okay.
Owen: Come on, let’s do this thing.
Tosh: Right. Oh god. Owen.
Owen: What’s the matter?
Tosh: There’s no way to stop the meltdown. It’s too far gone.
Owen: Okay okay, that is not good, is it? But come on, Tosh. There’s got to be something. There’s always something. Come on!
Tosh: The only option now is to vent the flow channels internally.
Owen: Vent them where?
Tosh: The area you’re in. There’s a containment building.
Owen: Yeah.
Tosh: You need to set up a time delay program, channel the fuel into that bunker, and instigate permanent lock down. Seal the building and the meltdown will be contained within. Obviously, remember to get out.
Owen: Yeah, I think I can remember that bit.
Tosh: I’ll open the system protocol. You just need to enter the timeframe and authorize it, okay?
Owen: Okay, Tosh. Let’s do this thing. And, ah, Tosh? Thank you.
Tosh: That’s what I’m here for.

Jack: Nice use of the ring. Thank you.
John: It’s the least I could do. Listen, Grey’s in the Hub.
Jack: I know. It’s done.

Owen: Yes! Rock and roll!
Tosh: Oh. Owen, get out of there! There’s a power surge in the system. When that hits, it’ll trigger an emergency lock down!
Owen: No! No! Tosh! Toshiko I can’t get out! Not like this. Not like this! I’m not going yet! Get me out of here, Tosh! Get me out of here! I’ve died once, I’m not doing it again. Where’s Jack? Where’s Gwen, Ianto, John? You want to watch the dead man die again?
Tosh: Owen, just stay calm.
Owen: Oh Why should I do that? Where’s the fun in that? I’m gonna rage my way to oblivion. Screams
Tosh: Please stop.
Owen: Why? Give me one good bloody reason why, Tosh. One good reason why I shouldn’t keep screaming.
Tosh sobbing: Because you’re breaking my heart.
Owen: I’m sorry.
Tosh: It’s my fault.
Owen: No. No no, it isn’t. No, it is not. Don’t you dare go there, Tosh. I’m really sorry. What’s gonna happen to me, Tosh?
Tosh: I can’t.
Owen: Please, okay. I need to know.
Tosh: The containment chamber will be flooded with the irradiated coolant.
Owen: Ah. My body will slowly decompose as I watch.
Tosh: I should’ve been able to stop it.
Owen: Shh. Come on, Tosh. There’s no way you could’ve anticipated that power spike. Come on. Besides, you’ve saved my back so many times in the past. Right from the moment I joined.
Tosh: Your second week. I had to cover for you—pretend I was a medic—because you were hungover and unreachable.
Owen: What was it? Space Pig?
Tosh: Space Pig.
Owen: Yeah. We never did get that date, did we? You and me. We sort of, uh, missed each other. It was my fault. I didn’t… didn’t notice until it was too late. I’m sorry.
Tosh: Me too.
Owen: It’s starting.
Tosh: Owen—
Owen: It’s alright. Really, Tosh. It’s alright.
Tosh: Oh god. Owen. to herself: Owen.

Jack: Toshiko? Toshiko! Gwen I need help down here.
Ianto: The nuclear plant at Turnhill. Owen’s there.
Tosh: He was sealed in. We averted the blast. Couldn’t save him.
Gwen: Tosh. Here you go Tosh. Talk to me now, okay? Tosh?

John: I’m sorry. For your losses.

Tosh’s prerecorded message: Okay. So. If you’re seeing this I guess it means I’m, well, dead. Hope it was impressive, Not crossing the road or an incident with a toaster. I just wanted to say, it’s okay. It really is. Jack, you saved me. You showed me all the wonders of the universe and all those possibilities. And I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Thank you. And Owen. You never knew. I love you. All of you. And… I hope I did good.

Jack: The end is where we start from.