Torchwood.
Outside the government, beyond the police.
Tracking down alien life on Earth and arming the human race against the future.
The 21st century is when everything changes.
And you've gotta be ready.
Dad? I don't know, hour and a half, tops.
I'll be there as soon as I can. I can't hear you. The signal's going.
Hello?
Are you all right?
Come on!
Leave me alone!
I hate the countryside. It's dirty. It's unhygienic.
And what is that smell?
That would be grass.
It's disgusting.
Seventeen disappearances within the last five months.
Police are clueless.
Now there's a surprise. No offense, PC Cooper.
The last known whereabouts of each one is somewhere around here.
All within a 20-mile radius.
- Anything else linking them? - None of the bodies have ever been found.
These people just fell off the radar.
No patterns in age, sex, race.
One minute, they're here. The next, gone.
The rift doesn't spread out this far, does it?
We don't know that much about it to be certain,
and it's increasing in activity all the time.
Oh, come on, aliens aren't gonna bother hanging round out here.
Probably some sort of weird suicide club with people choosing the same spot to end it all.
Oh, God knows if I had to spend too long up here, I'd want to top myself.
Here you go.
Careful, they're hot.
- Sure you don't want anything, Tosh? - Really sure.
A friend of mine caught hepatitis off a burger from one of these places.
We'll start with the most recent victim, Ellie Johnson.
We last have record of her making a phone call. She dropped out of signal mid-call.
The coverage map has her placed somewhere about here.
Looks as good a place as any to set up camp.
Sorry, did you say "camp"?
- What's the matter with a hotel? - People are going missing round here.
Do you really wanna stay in a place run by strangers?
Oh, 'cause sleeping outside is gonna be a lot safer!
No other race in the universe goes camping. Celebrate your own uniqueness.
What am I supposed to do with this?
Need a hand getting it up, Owen?
If I did, I wouldn't ask you.
- Some pieces are missing! - No, I checked.
Oh, come on, it's just a bit of fun! Who was the last person you snogged?
You even sound like an eight-year-old. Who the hell says "snog"?
- Mine was Rhys. - Yeah, well, there's a surprise.
- Tosh, your go. - It's easy for you.
Oh, come on, spill the beans!
- Owen. - What?
- Really? - Tosh, only in your dreams.
3:00 a.m., Christmas Eve, in front of the Millennium Center,
waiting for a cab.
- I had mistletoe. - Christmas?
- You've not had a snog since. - No.
Well, lucky me, eh?
So who was yours?
Gwen, actually.
When was this?
It was complicated.
Didn't take you long to get your feet under the table.
What?
- So was it just a kiss or... - Tosh, leave it.
Jack, are we including non-human life-forms?
You haven't!
You're a sick man, Harkness! That is disgusting!
I never know when he's joking.
It's my turn, is it?
It was Lisa.
Ianto, I'm sorry.
Sorry she's dead or sorry you mentioned it?
I just didn't think.
You forgot.
- We should get some firewood. - I'll give you a hand.
- Couldn't you have kept that to yourself? - What's the matter? You embarrassed?
You're such an arrogant shit sometimes, Owen!
See, to my mind, that was a good kiss. It was borderline great,
so good, in fact, you've been avoiding me ever since.
Ha! Country air's making you delusional.
How long did it last, 10 seconds? And the things I can tell from that kiss!
- Oh, like? - Like your sex life ain't up to much.
You what?
See, old Rhys makes the earth rumble, but he don't make it move, does he?
You better shut up before I lamp you one.
When was the last time you screwed all night?
When was the last time you came so hard and so long
you forgot where you are?
Doesn't happen with him, does it? You're too familiar.
Whereas, you and me, we're not cosy at all.
We'd be amazing, and that scares the shit out of you.
Someone... Someone's watching us, through the trees.
Fifty yards north. I just saw them move.
- You got your gun? - Yes.
You go to the left. I'll go right.
Three, two, one.
Bollocks! How did we lose him?
Owen.
Well, it's not Ellie Johnson. That's for sure.
This is a male, late 40s, 50s. Wasn't killed here.
No blood spatter or signs of struggle. Must have been brought here after he died.
Why do that? It's not like they tried to bury him here.
Maybe you disturbed them and they ran away.
Or maybe it's a warning,
whoever's responsible marking out their territory.
Cause of death?
Impossible to say. Body's been stripped of the flesh and bodily organs,
so all that's left is the carcass.
Could the Weevils have come out this far?
No, Weevils don't finish off their victims like this.
- Is that ours? - Yeah.
All right, I said I'm sorry!
- Basic security protocols, Owen! - Oh, get off your high horse, Tosh!
- I was carrying that stupid gear. - What, the whole time?
Yeah, then I was trying to put that bloody tent up, and then...
Well, yeah, I sort of forgot that I'd left them in there.
But I'm sorry. I'm human. I ballsed up.
Looks like that body wasn't a warning. More of a decoy.
That would mean we've been watched since we've arrived.
- Tosh, can you get a tracking signal? - Already done. I took the liberty.
It's currently 3.4 miles west from here.
Gunning at 90, no doubt.
You steal a piece of equipment like that, you drive straight on till morning.
Actually, no, it's been stationary for the past four minutes.
I'd go so far as to say it was parked.
There's a small village in that area. Other than that, nothing for 30 miles.
Call me suspicious, but this has all the hallmarks of a trap.
Yeah, I was just thinking the same thing.
Anyone fancy a walk?
Why would anyone want to live out here?
- Has the SUV moved? - Not for an hour now.
Tosh, lanto, follow the signal. Find the SUV.
Owen, Gwen,
let's see if there's any room at the inn.
Pint of the best, please, love, and, yeah, get one for yourself.
Where is everybody?
- You okay? - In there.
Burger coming back to haunt you?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Gwen!
Jack. Jack, please. Please tell me what's going on here.
Let's take a look in here. Come on.
One, two, three.
What is it?
There's another body in there.
Same as the other.
What did this, Jack? 'Cause whatever it is, it can't be human.
- How far is this going to spread? - Stay focused.
I should be at home, having dinner with Rhys. What am I doing here with you?
Don't you ever get scared, Jack? Huh?
There's another two houses. We'd better take a look.
Whatever they were, I hope you put up a good fight.
It's just half a mile up here.
At least we've still got this. The rest of my stuff was in the vehicle.
What was that?
Just a fox or something.
- Check round the back? - Yeah.
We should carry on straight up there.
Tosh!
Tosh! Tosh!
Okay, okay.
- Locked? - Locked.
Gwen! Gwen!
Put the gun down on the floor!
Look, I thought you were them! I thought you'd come back for me.
Thought who'd come back for you? Who?
Gwen! Gwen!
- Gwen, what's happened? What's happened? - The kid hit her with a shotgun.
- Up. Get up. I got you. I got you. I got you. - Move, move, move!
Move! Move! Get in.
Move!
Get her here.
- Okay, I'll check upstairs. - Okay.
Owen! Owen!
Bet you thought you'd never be glad to see me, right?
- No, please! - All right. All right!
Listen! Listen, I'm gonna have a look at your wound now, okay?
Just keep calm.
- Hands off. Hands off. - No, don't, please.
- Okay. - Don't.
- Right, could've been much worse. - Let me see. Let me...
Hold this. Apply pressure.
Jesus!
The bullets are lodged near the surface. You've been bloody lucky, girl.
Another inch to the left, any one of your vital organs might've been...
Anyway.
All right, do you want a quip about feeling a small prick?
No, but thanks for offering.
Here we go.
No!
All done.
- God! - Now, let's get the pellets out, eh?
All right, now, there's gonna be a certain amount of residue,
so just lie back, think of Torchwood.
- Do you miss being a doctor? - Excuse me, I still am a doctor.
I just don't deal with patients any more. That's all.
It's ideal. That was the bit I always hated.
Ah!
You beauty.
Come on, I'm good.
Not bad.
What's taking Tosh and lanto so long?
Jack, give them a chance. The SUV might be locked up or under guard.
Or they could be dead! Well, everyone else is.
Sit down!
- Tell us what happened here. - It's not human.
Look, my mum won't know what's happened. They're only expecting me back for the weekend.
- Look, we'll get you home, okay? - What are you gonna do?
You can't fight them. They're too strong.
The only thing we can do is barricade the door.
No! We'll make base at the pub.
What about Tosh and lanto? Should we go after them?
- Not till we know what we're dealing with. - What if it's too late?
They're not children. They know what to do.
- Let's go. - No, it's all right. I've got it.
Yeah, Owen? Owen, I can do it on my own.
Whoa!
Okay.
Look, I'm sorry about your friends.
You know, I never liked camping.
Don't bother. They took the guns.
Charming place they've got.
Judging by the sound reverberations and the air quality,
pretty deep underground.
- Chances of rescue? - We won't need rescuing.
Haven't met a cell yet I couldn't get out of.
What were they?
I don't know. It happened too quickly.
- You worried? - A little.
That body we saw in the forest...
Don't think about it. See if you can get that light to work, huh?
You're used to this, aren't you?
That facial expression you all share when things get a bit out of control,
like you enjoy it, like you get a high from the danger.
You want me to apologise for that?
Don't you ever wonder how long you can survive
before you either go mad or get killed or lose a loved one?
It's worth the risk to protect people.
And who protects us?
- God, I'm hungry. - You should've had that cheeseburger.
Not that hungry.
What's that?
You found something.
It's just a shoe. Wait. There's another.
- There's dozens of them. - Oh, my God.
- How many people have been down here? - And what happened to them?
Is that a fridge?
Tosh, what is it? What's in there?
- Tell me! - Ianto, don't.
I want to know.
That's why there was nothing left on the body. They need to eat.
We're food.
So, if we barricade ourselves in, what happens to Tosh and lanto?
Why are we still talking about this? Tosh and lanto can look after themselves.
The kid is our first priority. Now, they've already been for him once.
They're not going to give up that easily.
So have we ever heard of a species who strip human bodies of flesh and organs?
What are you doing? You need to rest.
Compiling what we've got, seeing if it helps.
We have to assume the others who disappeared have been killed, too.
- So you think there's been 17 deaths? - At least.
- These aren't casual killers. - Okay.
So all this means the rift is spreading,
and it's dumping aliens and psychos wherever it fancies.
Looks like that.
Great. This conversation's cheered me up no end.
- Did you see that? - Somebody outside?
Was that the same one or different?
He said they'd come back.
Let's not jump to conclusions.
We don't know who they are or what their intentions are.
I'm thinking that's not a good sign.
- They've come back. - Kieran, listen to my voice, okay? Just come back.
Kieran!
Okay, so we didn't check the cellar.
- You can't let them in! - Kieran, come back from the door.
- Don't let them in! - Sit down! We've got this under control!
You don't understand. You don't know what they're like.
Kieran!
No, please! Please no, not me!
- Kieran! - Help me!
It's pitch black! You don't have any tracking devices!
- Do you wanna get yourself killed? - Get out of my way!
Look, whatever's in that cellar took three bullets. I heard it fall.
Once we know what it is, then we'll know how to deal with it.
You do that. We'll go after Kieran and the others.
- You are wounded! - Do you think that's gonna stop me?
Be careful.
Go.
Got to be three steel bolts, top, middle and bottom.
How are you at calculating target stress points? Find the weakest point. Bit of brute force...
Nice thought, but it's reinforced.
Get off! Look at me, you idiot! I'm not gonna hurt you!
- You've got a gun. - I promise! I promise!
Okay, okay, give her some space.
Thank you.
Were you injured when they took you? Can I see? I'm a nurse.
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Does anyone else know you're here? Have you managed to call for help?
We don't need any help. There's three more of us in the village.
I can't help you. I'm sorry.
What do you mean?
I've been sent to collect you. I've got to take you to them.
Tell us what's going on. We can help.
No one's safe.
Every 10 years,
it takes us again.
- What takes you? What is it? - The harvest.
No, please, you have to come with me.
- Help me. Please help. - Did you attack us?
I'm dying. Help me. I'll tell you everything.
This'll help you for a short amount of time. Now start talking.
You've got to get help. I know where you can get some...
We had a deal. I help you. You tell me where they've taken the boy
and what the hell is going on around here.
You don't know!
What are you doing? Put it back!
You need to know something. A long time ago, I was pretty good at torture.
You see, I had quite a reputation as the go-to guy.
My job demanded it at the time, you see.
So I know where to apply
the tiniest amount of pressure to a wound like yours...
You've got to stop! You're gonna kill me! Oh, please stop!
It's in your power to make me stop. Just tell me what I need to know
because in 10 seconds, I'm gonna find a sharp object.
All right, I'll tell you everything.
Just stop.
Now talk.
- You sure you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
- That's all we bloody need. - Let me do the talking. I'll get rid of him.
Who are you, please?
Special ops. We're Torchwood. Have you heard of Torchwood?
What's that, then, a band, is it? What's wrong with her?
Mate, you wouldn't understand.
What's that light? What's that light over there?
The big house? Sort of unofficial village hall.
Village meeting tonight. That's why I'm here. Constabulary report.
- Come on. - Where do you think you're going?
In there, please.
If you help us, we can stop all this. Please.
I'm sorry. Get back.
Oh, God, that stench.
Tell us what these creatures are. Do they look like us?
How else are we gonna look?
- There are three more out there. - Not a problem.
- How are they? - They're in a good state.
- I think they're the best we've ever had. - Yeah?
Oh, I forgot to tell you. I caught the boy, finally. Come on.
Come on, will you?
Look, I won't tell anyone.
- Look. - Who is he?
He's meat.
I'm afraid we're all just meat.
Get ready to run.
What are you gonna do, put us on meat hooks?
No, not yet.
You see, meat has to be tenderized first.
Good, good.
Run! Get the others!
I know you're here.
No one's coming for you.
Yes, yes!
No more games.
Hush now. Hush.
Get off her, or I'll shoot. Get off her, or I'll shoot!
We saw the torchlight.
They've murdered all the villagers. They're cannibalizing the bodies.
- Put the gun down. - You're in no position to negotiate, mate.
It's all right. It's all right. You're safe. You can arrest him now.
I said, you can arrest him.
Are you gonna arrest me, Huw?
That'd be a laugh, wouldn't it? My own uncle.
- Put the gun down. Don't you hurt him. - Shoot the bastard.
- Split his skull. - Put the fucking gun down!
- Shoot. - I will shoot you! Put it down!
Pull the trigger, Huw!
Why don't you give me the gun, "mate"?
Who are these people?
- This is our village. - Villagers are dead!
They're all involved. They've all been doing it.
This is our harvest.
Only in the bloody countryside. You sick fuckers!
No! No!
Are you okay?
Where's lanto? What have you done with him?
Wake up, man.
Yeah, time to be bled.
Like veal, it takes a long time, but it definitely makes the meat taste better.
What now?
What the fuck?
Oh, really?
No, Jack, don't do it!
These people don't deserve warnings.
Let me question him. I have to understand. I want to know why.
Otherwise, this... This is too much.
They're injured. They need to get to a hospital.
Owen, you control the bleeding, then phone the police.
Jack, please, give me an hour with him.
Don't tell me you don't want to know, too.
The whole village was involved?
Every generation.
Our tradition.
Once a decade,
target those traveling through, those most likely to disappear.
And butcher them.
What sort of people are you that you wake up in the morning
and think, "This is what I'm gonna do"?
Why'd you do it?
Come on, make me understand.
Why do you care?
I have seen things you would never believe, and this is the only thing I can't understand.
- So keep on wondering. - Tell me! I need to know why!
That's enough. Time to go.
I'll tell you something if you let me whisper.
Wait.
Okay.
'Cause it made me happy.
Come on. Out.
I had a good job before this.
I thought, in a year or two, perhaps a baby. I know Rhys would be a good dad,
and I could try for Desk Sergeant and...
Well, it was all slotting into place,
and then I met you lot.
All these things...
All these things, they're changing me.
Changing how I see the world,
and I can't share them with anyone.
You can now.
What is this thing?
With this, you can read people's minds. It levels the pitch between man and God.
It will find you.
My guess is you're not from around these parts.
Shagging a woman and an alien.
Wouldn't be the first time I'd been a rebound shag.
You need to see this. This is completely impossible.
- Tell me what to do. - Get me into Torchwood.