You know it's rude to stare.
I thought telepathy would get you to make me a cuppa.
What's it worth? What do you want?
I'll draw you a diagram, shall I?
Nice arse!
Don't answer it!
Yep. 'You watching the news?'
'There's speculation that the incidents overnight may be linked.
'Initial reports suggested terrorist involvement'.
'But some intelligence experts have claimed the incidents may be stunts.
'The first sightings were of UFOs over the Taj Mahal in India.
'They came in just after midnight.
'In London this morning, men in historic dress fired upon police.
'Some religious groups are claiming events overnight
'are a vindication of their teachings. '
Do you think it is terrorists?
Terrorists bomb things. This is different.
People didn't believe us. Now they should.
Judgment day is finally here.
This is the End of Days.
"And I heard but did not understand and I said, 'Master, what is the End of all these things?' And he said,
" 'Go, Daniel, for the things are closed up and sealed until the end of time. ' " Daniel 12, verse 10.
Sounds a bit close for comfort.
This machine's on the blink.
Keeps losing power.
Sorry, don't let me stop your portents of doom.
Or have you finished? No. More where that came from.
Abaddon, the Great Devourer, who'll lead the world into shadow.
Thanks, lanto, no superstition.
You people love any story that denies the randomness of existence.
Thanks. That makes me feel better. OK, I've been fielding calls.
The government, UNIT, the CIA...
Half the world are asking one question.
Is this anything to do with us? And is it?
I've run a profile on every reported temporal anomaly and tracked any physical or temporal pattern.
Shit! The cracks in time trace back here to the rift.
This city, this Hub, is the centre.
What you're seeing around the world are ripples and aftershocks.
The rift is splintering because of you. What? You opened it without knowing what you were doing.
You've caused the temporal cracks to widen. Time is seeping through.
If it wasn't for me, you two would still be in the 1940s.
So are we going to sit around crying into our lattes, or shall we do something about it?
Bring those who've fallen through time back here, into the vaults.
And do what with them? We'll deal with phase one, then phase two.
You can't control time. What are you gonna do? We'll think of something!
Hey, this is not the end of the world.
I'm certain of that.
Priority one attendance - hospital. Mortality rate's through the roof.
They're designating a hot zone.
I'll go. Tosh, go with him. No, thanks, I'm fine on my own.
And you'll be even better with me alongside. Shut up and come on.
Did you have to pick on him in public like that? All our actions have consequences.
And all your staff have feelings, Jack, even Owen. Well, you'd know.
He brought you back.
Would you rather be stuck in World War II?
Hello.
'Gwen, it's Andy'.
Listen, I didn't know who else to call.
Double murder.
Stabbed two blokes in Penarth. Brutal, it was. No mercy.
What are we supposed to do? He doesn't speak a word of English, and he's dressed as a Roman soldier!
He's not, he IS a Roman soldier and he's shouting in Latin.
Only word I could pick out was Gelligaer.
Gelligaer.
There's a Roman fort out at Gelligaer. Built around 75AD.
He was on his way, time splintered, he ends up here. Excuse me?
Hi. Any time you feel like talking sense...
That soldier came through a crack in time.
He's not serious, is he?
This sort of thing just doesn't happen. Not in Cardiff.
Just cos you can't understand, doesn't mean it isn't true. I know it sounds mad, Andy...
All right, Mulder and Scully. Say I do believe you, which I don't, cos it's bollocks.
How exactly are we meant to handle a prisoner from 2,000 years ago?
Has he got the same rights as anyone? How's this gonna work with the CPS?
We'll take him off your hands.
Under any other circumstances, an exuberant Roman soldier would be my idea of a perfect morning.
Careful, Jack.
Everyone's saying it, you know.
In work, on the streets.
Do you think this is the end of the world?
Oh, Andy, don't be silly.
Do you think the world's gonna end on your shift?
I've seen you use that smile on a lot of people. What smile?
The smile you use to reassure people when everything's gone to shit.
This was the first one to die. NO ID on her. She just appeared in the middle of A&E.
Nobody saw her come in, she didn't register at the desk.
So what happened? She started coughing up blood.
We moved her into isolation.
An hour later, the staff presented similar symptoms.
Which were? Bite-like bumps, chills, fever, headaches, along with black patches on the skin.
Indicating bleeding into the skin and possibly other organs.
From the staff, it spread to patients who'd been in reception.
These aren't contemporary clothes. Her teeth aren't modern, either.
Shit.
As soon as we realised the rate of infection, we closed down.
How many others are infected?
30, maybe 40.
All quarantined off?
We think so. Have their clothes and sheets destroyed.
What is it? That woman isn't from this century.
More like the 14th.
It's the... it's the fucking... Black Death, Tosh.
She's infected Cardiff A&E with the plague...
and it's my fault.
The team are instigating procedures.
The infected will need 30 milligrams of Streptomycin and Chloramphenicol plus two of Tetracycline.
That's plague medicine. Standard issue for bubonic.
Well done, House. That's what you're up against.
So what are you gonna do now?
Well, you've got procedures, haven't you?
Yes, but everybody said Torchwood would sort it out.
What if we get more carriers appearing? We're working to stop that. We waited for you!
You've got to stop this! You've gotta do something! No, you've gotta do something.
People are dropping through time and they'll bring every disease in history through your doors.
So you'd better be ready. Owen...
You scared enough yet?
Cos fuck knows I am!
Come on, Tosh!
Make sure they get the medicine. Call us if things get worse.
How much worse can they get?
Owen?
Owen!
Okasan?
Tosh! Come on, stop pissing about.
If Owen managed to open the rift to get you and Tosh back, can't we do the same thing for these people?
We've got the rift manipulator. There's a world of difference.
We're talking about taking control of time,
not bringing two people back from the past.
Besides, look at the damage Owen caused.
We mess with it further, we'll put the planet in danger.
Have I ever let you down?
Gwen?
'I'm sorry. '
'I'm so sorry. '
Gwen?
Gwen! Come on.
Hustle!
Are you sure it was the same guy?
It was definitely him. Bilis, the caretaker of the dancehall.
That's all he said, sorry? What's he got to be sorry for?
Coming through!
13 more reports of Weevils. We can't keep up at this rate.
Everything's on the increase. Can you stop them making that noise? If you've got any ideas how.
Maybe they're time sensitive. It's too much.
We're now full in all vaults across all nine levels.
Do you want me to activate the vaults below? We've never used them since I've been here.
Do it.
Gwen, maybe you're right. Let's run a search on your dancehall buddy.
We need to find him. OK.
Hello, lanto.
What do you want? Why are you here?
This isn't happening.
There's only one way to stop this, before things get worse.
People will die, lanto.
Thousands of people.
Unless you open the rift.
Owen. How was the hospital?
Laugh a bloody minute. They've got an outbreak of the Black Death.
What? Oh, my God! Have they got it under control?
Tosh! How are they coping?
Um, Owen got the place quarantined and organised treatments for those who've been infected.
Only consolation is, it's treatable.
But what happens when the next carrier comes through, Jack?
Someone carrying smallpox or Ebola, or something from the future?
What do we do then? Well, it's not doing us any good speculating.
We need to be prepared. We're helpless. We're putting sticking plasters on gaping wounds!
What do you suggest?
I suggest you lead us and you tell us what the instructions are.
Owen... No, come on. You're all thinking it too.
You're the big man here. You keep all the secrets.
Well, now's the time to tell us how the hell we'll get out of this!
You want to know a secret? There is no solution.
I can't fix this.
Because this was never meant to happen.
The first thing you learned was don't mess with the rift.
But you disobeyed those orders.
And now everything that's happening is down to you.
I only disobeyed to get you back. And now people are dying. So I shouldn't have bothered?
Who the fuck are you, anyway?
Jack Harkness?
You don't even exist.
We've looked.
So if you're not even a real person, then why should I follow your orders?
Get out. What?
Get out! I'm relieving you of your duty.
No. You can't do that! Bollocks, you are! Jack, wait.
You're done here.
What, so that's it?
The whole world is going to shit and you're going to fire me?
For God's sake! Both of you! We need to stick together on this.
If I can't rely on you, if I don't have your complete trust, you don't belong here.
That goes for the rest of you.
Anyone who agrees with Owen, leave now.
So now we know how it is.
So that leaves me 24 hours to savour the good times.
What are you talking about?
Think about it, Gwen.
Nobody leaves this place intact.
Sometime in the next 24 hours... I get Retconned.
All my memories erased.
I don't know where or when, but he'll get me.
Jack, this has gone far enough.
So I guess this is goodbye.
Good luck with the end of the world.
I would say thanks for the memories... Jack, for God's sake!
'OK, guys, Bilis's shop is coming up 20 metres on your left'.
Wow.
Some of this stuff must go back centuries.
He scavenges antique pieces from the past, brings them here, sells them for a profit.
Not a bad business plan.
We all have to earn a living.
You're from 1941.
As you were. Hello, again.
How can you be in two time zones at once?
I can step across eras, like you'd walk into another room.
At first, it was the most incredible gift. Now I know the reality...
it's a curse.
Why?
I can see the whole of history,
but I don't belong anywhere within it.
So, your return to this time had a price.
Time's splintering.
This city exists on a rift in time.
The only way to make it right is to fully open that rift -
let it suck back what fell through.
No way. It's too dangerous. Can we even do that?
Of course you can.
Isn't that right, Captain?
Jack? You've seen what happened.
If we open that rift fully, millions of lives will be at risk.
And yet, if you don't, more will fall through.
Lives will be lost.
You know so much, you're coming back with us. I'm sorry.
Damn it! Trace the temporal activity around this location.
We need to find out where he is. Come on.
Gwen.
I am not your enemy.
In the cells, why did you say you were sorry?
Sometimes it's better to live in ignorance... unless...
Do you really want to know? Know what?
Hold my hands. I'll show you.
OK.
Only if you're sure.
I'm sure.
I'm sorry!
What did you just show me?
The future.
What took you so long? Gwen?
Gwen!
Is that you?
Yeah... It's me.
Ah! You're cleaning the oven!
Aye, somebody got to, love. Listen, we gotta go.
Why, what's happened? We've gotta go.
Let me finish here first... Rhys, we've gotta go. Now!
Aw, here we go again, always a hurry since you started that bloody job...
I'm sorry.
Owen.
Oh... Jesus.
Diane...
Oh, Jesus.
I'm lost, Owen.
I can touch you. I don't understand.
Where did you end up? Please.
Bring me back, Owen. You can do that, can't you? I don't know.
Everything's out of sync. Please.
Please bring me back.
Open the rift.
Do you want another drink there, mate?
Take it easy. What's going on? Am I dreaming?
This is where I work.
You work in a prison? These are just the cells.
You locked me in a cell? What the hell are you playing at? I was just trying to keep you safe.
I was safe at home! No, you weren't. You really weren't. Listen, Gwen,
you'd better tell me exactly what's going on
cos I've taken some shit over the past few months.
What's all this? Rhys, listen to me, I need you to trust me.
OK, it may not seem like it at the moment,
but I'm just trying to take care of you.
I love you, sweetheart.
What the hell was that?
Just try and relax and I'll come back for you.
What do you mean? You're not going to leave me down here! I'm sorry. Gwen! Gwen! I'm sorry.
Shit!
Did he wake up? Yeah. Yeah, he did.
Tosh, can you bring up the CCTV of the vaults?
Er, just leave it on the screen, I know it sounds crazy, but...
Sure, no problem. Thank you... for helping me bring him here.
I can't understand how Bilis was able to show you that vision.
It was so real, Tosh.
I was in my flat.
It smelt like my flat, it had all the sounds of my flat.
I touched the blood. I can still feel it on my hands. Rhys's blood.
Not gonna happen.
Come on, there's still work to be done.
What's going on? We've got a security breach.
All right, nobody panic.
RHYS!
Oh, do you work here?
I'm Rhys...
Gwen's boyfriend.
NO!
No!
He's gone! He's gone! Please...
No! Please!
No!
We can... we can bring him back!
There's nothing we can do. Yes, there is! My boy.
What am I going to do? What am I going to do?
No!
I'll have to tell his family.
We'll deal with it. The way you dealt with that porter the first time I met you?
No, you won't deal with him, lanto.
Gwen, I'm so sorry.
You never even met him.
This is what happens here.
We all end up alone.
Not me.
No way.
You bring him back. No. The resurrection gauntlet...
Was destroyed. Something else. I said no.
No, there's something wrong with time, so we, we can go back to the moment, to the very moment...
Gwen... There's something you can do, otherwise WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT OF YOU?
You, you bring him back!
Bring him back!
You bring him back!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, JACK FUCKING HARKNESS?
I'm sorry. Do you? I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Oh, shit.
What happened?
You came back! Are you all right? You OK? You all right?
Don't touch me!
How many other people have got to suffer?
I'm gonna fix this.
I'm opening the rift.
Make sure you stop him.
No.
We're gonna help him.
Bilis was right, he said open the rift and everything goes back to normal.
Owen's right.
I'm going to get Rhys back.
Gwen. No! Gwen!
Enter Emergency Protocol One.
Out the way, I'll do this.
Get away from the computer, Gwen. Jack... This is a trap.
All the cracks, they're diversions. This is what Bilis wants.
What are you afraid of, Jack?
Rhea Silva.
I said, "Move. "
What the hell are you doing? Final warning.
Come on, Jack. You're a united front now?
Toshiko, the poor girl who'll screw any passing alien that gives her a pendant?
Owen, so strong, he gets in a cage with a Weevil, desperate to be mauled.
Or lanto, hiding his cyber-girlfriend in the basement.
Your three comrades here pumped bullets into her, remember?
I've got to get Rhys back.
Yeah, cos you're so in love with Rhys that you spend half your time in Owen's bed.
Fuck you! We're relieving you of your command, "Captain".
We're getting back what we lost!
Shit!
Stay down!
You're in charge, Owen? You've gotta have significantly bigger balls.
I'm sick of people doubting me.
What have you done?
We've still got to do Jack's.
Oh, my God!
What have you done?
Help me move him!
Keep moving! It's going to be all right, Jack.
Everything is going to go back to normal.
From out of the darkness, he is come.
What is he talking about?
Son of the Great Beast, cast out before time,
chained in rock and imprisoned beneath the rift.
What?
All hail Abaddon,
the Great Devourer.
Come to feast on life.
The whole world shall die beneath his shadow.
I look upon you, my God, and know my work is done.
How do we stop it? Tell me what to do, Jack.
Just you... Get me to an open space.
What are you gonna do?
If Abaddon is the bringer of death, let's see how he does with me.
If he feeds on life, then I'm an all-you-can-eat buffet. No, wait! Wait, you're too weak!
Get out of here!
GO!
Drive as fast as you can. Jack!
Bring it on!
You're here! Weren't you just here a minute ago? You're here!
Go to bed. Get some sleep... and I'll be back for you.
You're certain?
He's ice cold.
No vital signs.
He survived when you shot him.
When I first joined, he said he couldn't die.
He was wrong.
I want to sit with him.
Gwen...
I want to sit with him.
How long's she gonna do this?
It's been days.
We have to face up to it.
He's not coming back.
I believe in him.
Let him go, Gwen.
Thank you.
I... I forgive you.
What's happened to the rift?
It closed up when Abaddon was destroyed.
But it's gonna be more volatile than ever.
The visions we had.
We all saw people we loved.
What did you see?
Nothing.
There was nothing.
Jack...
what would have tempted you?
What visions would have convinced you to open the rift?
The right kind of Doctor.
Jack...?
Where are they with those coffees?
Jack?
Did you see Jack on your way in? No.
I thought we'd tidied up in here!
What's the matter?
Um... he was just here.
Something's taken him. Jack's gone.