Episode 8 Torchwood

-No.

-GUNSHOT

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COMMOTION

Angelo. No!

I'm so sorry, Jack. In the future are we together?

We can't be cos one day you're going to die and I won't.

Then we forget the future and we make a promise.

I'm sorry, Angelo.

This is the story of my life.

Captain Harkness, the last mortal man.

You'll want to come with me, because I can take you to the one man who knows how the miracle began.

-Who's that?

-Angelo.

Angelo Colasanto.

They're with me. They've agreed to leave their weapons behind.

-But Esther's going to stay outside.

-Why? What for?

She's going to keep an open relay to a hard drive back in Los Angeles.

If we go through those doors and disappear, we have a record.

OK? So tell your goons to leave her alone.

Come on, Angelo's inside.

He talked about you all the time, Jack. His immortal man in old New York. He never forgot.

You telling me the whole world got screwed because two gay guys had a hissy fit?

-Rex, get back in your cave.

-Come on, give me a break.

You inspired him. You proved immortality was possible.

And he devoted the rest of his life to finding out how to live forever.

And he did it?

He's still alive? He's still young?

Oh, yes, he's still alive.

Angelo Colasanto is still very much alive,

but he's not young.

My grandfather waited all this time to live forever.

And his wish came true...

..too late.

-What's wrong with him?

-At his age, just about everything.

You can leave us alone, thanks.

Of course, ma'am.

What happened to your eye?

I was just born with it.

-It's him.

-You must be horrified.

-Why would you say that?

-He's grown so old.

That's how I see the whole world.

He's still young compared to me.

This is for Esther.

Keeping an open line to make sure we're all safe.

After everything I've heard about Torchwood technology,

you're going to rely on an open handset?

Yeah well, we had to leave LA in a hurry - thanks to someone I could mention.

'Anyway, what the hell's going on with the stock market?'

They're falling.

It's been inevitable ever since miracle day,

which I reckon is part of the plan.

So you put a gun to my daughter's head for this?!

-Your revenge on Jack?

-We weren't trying to hurt you.

I was carrying out my grandfather's final wish...

-to keep you safe.

-So you don't want him dead?

-You were protecting me?

-Hell of a way of going about it.

There's a crucial distinction. My grandfather cared for you, I don't.

You might be important in some way we've yet to work out.

'So it's best to keep you intact.'

But that's as far as the sentiment goes.

So why the hell, you know...

Bollocks. Start again.

Any chance of a drink?

'I could murder a pint of bitter right now.'

Thanks, Gwen. I'll have a vodka.

These are all of you. Some of these are...

That's Torchwood.

That's Cardiff.

When was that?

-The '70s.

-A moustache?

My God, Jack.

-He watched you for decades.

-But he never made contact.

You may not be ashamed of being old,

-but he was.

-Hold on now. He didn't cause this?

Angelo didn't cause the miracle?

No, he lived this long through natural means.

He kept his body at a temperature two degrees below normal.

He controlled his caloric intake, kept his blood pressure below 110.

-Does that work?

-Oh, yes.

Prolonging life is simple.

But no-one's worked out how to make a profit at it, so it's not advertised.

And the whole time he was looking for immortality?

It's not as impossible as it sounds. You are not the only remarkable thing on this earth, Jack.

Consider the jellyfish.

The species turritopsis nutricula is considered to be immortal.

Its cells undergo a process called transdifferentiation.

Quite simply, it can revert to a younger state, and grow old again.

And then repeat, without limit.

It's possible there are individual jellyfish upon this planet

that have existed for thousands and thousands of years.

I'm not as special as I thought.

You never were. Even within the human body, cancer cells are immortal.

Stem cells, in theory they can divide forever.

And this is the research that Angelo investigated.

-Well, they all did, because my grandfather wasn't alone.

-Who were the others?

Well, the story says that it started with three men, each representing a different family.

And when you were being murdered over and over again, these three men came to witness your resurrection.

I saw them.

They made a deal.

They formed an alliance to purchase the power of resurrection.

-And when you escaped, the three families swore that they'd find the gift again.

-What were their names?

The Ablemarch family, the Costerdane family and the Frines.

Ablemarch, Costerdane, Frines.

Did you get that? Ablemarch, Costerdane and...

'Is "Coster" with a T E R?'

Is "Coster" with a T-E-R? Yeah, T-E-R. And...

'Spell "Frines".'

-Could you spell Frines?

-F-R-I-N-E-S.

F-R-I-N-E-S.

Trace 'em. I want you to find every member of those three families.

Rex, this is nine decades later.

Look, I don't care if it's 500,000 people. I want you to find them all...now.

So what happened then?

1928... What did they do next?

They lost Jack, but they still had his blood.

No, no, no...

No!

I thought they were draining it away, but they were collecting it.

-They just had to figure out how to use it.

-But that doesn't work.

There's nothing special about my blood in itself.

That's not what made me immortal.

-Then why would the three families want to kill you?

-I don't know.

Whatever they were planning, my grandfather wasn't included.

I think they considered him inappropriate.

What's inappropriate?

He loved a man. He did go on to have a family of his own,

and I think he loved my grandmother very much, but he never lied about you, Jack.

And I think that Ablemarch, Costerdane and Frines

found that a little unfortunate.

As a result, Angelo was forced to watch them from afar.

Made enough money by the looks of it.

Well, Jack told him enough to navigate his way through the 20th century and make a profit.

But what did these families do to the world?

They started in Manhattan.

80 years later the whole of the planet becomes immortal.

-And I become mortal.

-In 1998 we intercepted a message.

It was just one word - "Blessing".

'We've heard about the Blessing.'

They found it. Whatever the Blessing is, the three families found it.

Now it's time that we found them.

Esther, you got any news for us?

'This is plain weird.'

There's no-one called Ablemarch or Costerdane or Frines.

I mean, literally there's no such names. There's nothing. It's blank. They don't exist.

'Esther? Esther?'

Esther? I think there's trouble.

-How long till Shapiro gets here?

-He was out of the airport right behind us.

We got maybe five minutes till the CIA descends.

Five minutes should be enough. Bring her.

We've got to finish this before the rest of the CIA arrives.

What is it, Rex? What's happening?

-Tell us where we can find the three families.

-You never will. That's the point.

They came out of New York with the motivation of keeping this secret.

-Where's the best place to hide yourself? In plain sight.

-Nobody move!

-This is the CIA.

-Stay where you are.

That's an order. You, with the others.

-Hey.

-Matheson, don't try anything.

We are arresting all of you for violations of the miracle security act.

This is the same as treason now, folks. And I want a word with Rex.

-Right now. Secure him.

-Who the hell are you?

-Don't move.

-That's your last warning.

-That's Brian Friedkin.

-Of course it's Friedkin. If anyone's working for the three families, it's him.

-That's enough!

We may have to end this with an unfortunate number of Category 1s. Get him out. Take him out.

-You're not taking him.

-Back down.

-No, you're not.

-Back down!

-No, you're not.

-Back down!

-OK. OK, it's all right.

Well, they've just taken Rex. All right.

-OK?

-OK. Fine. Right.

-They're not legitimate CIA.

-Done.

All right. Go out and keep watch for the squad.

Leave me alone with him.

This is going to have to be quick.

-Shapiro's arriving any minute.

-Right. Right, I get it.

-You have to dispose of me before the CIA finds out what you're up to.

-How did you find us?

Ten hours ago Rex made a phone call to the brother of Dr Vera Juarez expressing his condolences.

We've been tracking his phone ever since.

I knew you'd make a mistake in the end. It's funny though.

I never thought that sympathy would draw you out.

Now all I've got to do is say that you attacked me and then I pulled my gun.

I wonder which spot is memories or personality.

Here, please feel free to piss yourself.

Why is Friedkin inside? Who put him in the field?

Rex Matheson was his division, sir. He feels responsible.

Yeah, well, he should have waited for me, the fat ass.

It doesn't make sense. I mean, Rex? He'd know they'd be tracing him.

-How much did the families pay you?

-It wasn't about the money.

You can't escape them.

The families don't just pay me. They own me.

-Who did that?

-They are everywhere. They are always.

-What's it doing?

-They are no-one.

-And they are listening.

-What?

Oh, Friedkin, I'm so glad you mentioned money.

That's going to transmit beautifully.

What do you mean transmit? Transmit from where?

You're not wearing a wire, we already checked.

Ha! He stole them.

Mr Shapiro you've got a confession from Brian Friedkin live on the air.

-You're lying.

-Oh, yeah?

You know, you should read more. Check the Torchwood file, OK?

I-five technology transmitting from a contact lens camera?

Yeah, see once my heart rate hits 120, that's the signal to transmit

the image on every frequency and on every monitor within 100 feet.

-You planned this.

-Mmm.

I used my phone on purpose. I was just waiting until Torchwood got enough information.

But, then, the Colasantos, they showed their hand.

So I needed to get back inside, which meant laying a trap for you.

It's over, Friedkin.

It's over.

And you're no killer.

Agent Friedkin, show yourself!

-Good job.

-Thank you.

Very good job.

Mr Shapiro, sir, tell me something...

All that time I was on the run, did you think I was a traitor?

There was evidence, woven through your records, going back ten years or more.

Whoever these people are, they're a lot smarter than Friedkin.

-They're operating on all sorts of different levels.

-Yeah, but now we've got them on the run.

-Maybe.

So let's start from the beginning.

-Exactly what is going on? OK, let's see where we are.

-Er, hold on a minute, mate.

Rex, look, I need to know, did you plan this whole thing from the start?

-No, I improvised when the Colasanto people appeared.

-You could have warned us.

People seem to be talking over me, which is fascinating and rare and forbidden. I'll come back to you.

First of all, we're going to deal with this Colasanto woman.

-The granddaughter Olivia. Have I got that right?

-Yes, and as far as I'm aware,

the CIA does not have the authority to operate on American soil.

-Get her out of here.

-This is my property.

Take her to the safe house. Tell her to line up her lawyers, so I can piss on them long and hard.

So these are the Torchwood clowns?

Torchwood did more to piece this together than the entire CIA!

You're that English girl, Cooper.

-Have I got that right?

-No, I'm not English and I'm not a girl.

Gwen, this is Allen Shapiro. Don't. Really, don't.

-Well, he's not scaring me. Hello.

-I am sick of her already. Can we deport her? Let's deport her.

-Hey, hey, hey, leave her alone.

-Don't you dare. Don't you dare.

Hold on. Sir, with all due respect, Gwen Cooper has proven herself to be extremely useful.

-I think it's worth keeping her on our side.

-Did you sleep with her?

-Pardon me?!

-No sir, I did not.

-Because most women that bitter, you've slept with.

Did you make that mistake?

No.

No, sir, I did not.

Esther Drummond. Rex said you did a good job out in the field.

-Thank you, sir.

-In my opinion you deserted your post. I'm docking your pay.

And what is it with you, "Red Baron"? You got Snoopy up your ass?

-Hee-hee, that's funny.

-While you're wasting time, Mr Shapiro,

we've got the names of the people who are responsible for causing the miracle. I suggest we get to work.

-Torchwood is going to work for the CIA?

-I think the CIA can work for Torchwood, if you're lucky.

We've got a plane ready and waiting 20 minutes away.

The sooner we pool our resources, the sooner we can end this thing.

-Let's go. Everybody out.

-What about him? We've got a very sick man here.

Didn't you read the news? Nobody dies. There's a nurse around here. You got two minutes.

Don't leave them alone.

-Jack, did we just join the CIA?

-I think we did.

-Hmm.

-Hmm.

Take that fat ass traitor to the airport and put him in cargo.

God help you.

The families aren't kind to people who let them down.

-I did a lot of good.

-Sure.

All I'm going to be remembered for is this.

But there were times when I stopped them, when I said no to the families.

There were so many times that I said no.

I wish I could say no now.

-What are you doing?

-It's all about the family in the end.

-They said that they would get mine unless...

-No, no!

-No, no, please!

What the hell was that?

What happened?

-Oh, my God.

-Who was in there?

Friedkin, Colasanto. I don't know how many others.

-Goddamn it.

-Shit.

MACHINE BLEEPS

More bloodshed.

All these years later and my life hasn't changed.

I can't believe you were watching me.

Maybe you said hello.

Some old man asking me directions and I just...

looked right through you.

Did you see him?

Did you see Ianto?

You'd have liked him.

Or maybe not.

You'd have been jealous.

Got to go.

Work to do.

I'll take care of you. I promise.

I could travel this whole wide world...

..but where would I find another man like you?

See you later, old man.

MACHINES BLEEP FURIOUSLY

What's the point of that?

BLEEPING CONTINUES

He's sick, I know. Tell me something new.

Shut up!

You want to tell whoever made this stuff dying's not quite the same any more?

Oh, how do I?

MACHINES STOP BLEEPING

That's better.

Kind of cruel though.

Angelo...

Even if your heart stops,

you go on living nowadays.

Like I said, I've got to go.

No way.

That's impossible.

How the hell did you do this?

I've got a man dying here! Do you hear me?

-Someone's dying!

-Jack, what's happening?

-He's dead. He died. Angelo died right in front of me.

-OK. Just think about it, Jack.

-He can't die.

-This man's dead. We've got to help him.

Get away from the bed. Clear the area. That's an order. All right, come on, step back.

Clear the bed. We have an emergency.

Stand back. You, do what you can. This man is either dying or dead.

Jack, just let the medical staff take a look at him, OK?

He can't be dead. It's impossible. Nobody can die. He's just category one.

I scanned him. He's gone.

But is it everyone? I mean, did the world just change back?

And, if so, what happens to me? Hmm?

I was supposed to die.

You, tell Langley to go online, check the hospitals, check with everyone,

cos if he's dying, who else is dead? Matter of fact, just come with me. Excuse me.

He's dead!

How?

Only him, no-one else.

The only man in the whole wide world to die.

The miracle continues minus Mr Colasanto.

So how did he do it?

We've taken the body for autopsy. Any idea what we'll find?

I don't know.

-We should go.

-No, no, no, no.

-Nobody is leaving. This house is secure.

-It's not a crime scene.

-Are you sure about that?

Dying of old age can now be considered a crime.

Something happened here,

and we are going to search this place for every last bit of information.

And nobody is going to leave until we know exactly what happened.

So you can stay just where you are, Captain.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

And you really don't know what happened to him?

What is it, Jack?

Come on, what's wrong? Are we in trouble?

Yes.

We're in trouble because he died?

Yeah.

But why?

Well, Brian Friedkin's a category one,

the economy's going into a freefall, and one man died.

So, how was your day?

Welcome back, Rex. It was quiet without you.

But there's nothing else happening worldwide. Colasanto is the only death.

We're trying to keep it secret, but you have the only corpse on earth.

How do you think it happened? Was it some kind of drug?

-What makes him different?

-Still waiting for the results.

Well, if he found a way to die, then we need to find it quickly.

Past two hours, Greece and Ireland have declared bankruptcy, and Spain is going under.

-They'll take the European Union down.

-Let's investigate this from the day it began

-with the three families. Esther?

-I've sent you their names, Costerdane, Ablemarch, Frines.

-I've looked. There's no-one with these last names.

-There has to be. They're names.

-What names aren't names?

-These names.

According to every site I can think of, the names never existed.

It's happened before. After the Second World War, all the Hitlers disappeared from the phone book.

Change your name, go back and erase passport records, birth certificates.

-Do that for decades and you're buried in the fabric of the world.

-There's got to be a paper trail.

Oh, I was born for this.

All right, we've got Manhattan 1928.

Let's check churches, schools, Western Union. I'll get the full division on this.

If these people bought or sold or joined anything, it's got to be on paper somewhere.

-People always miss something.

-All right.

Noah, sidebar. I got something for you.

Hey, remember the Vivaldi inheritance in 2004?

Follow that pathway, cos it worked in the end.

Cross-reference it with the word "Blessing."

Make "Blessing" a filter.

Yup. Hey, I've gathered some information for you.

It's your sister.

Is she all right?

She's OK. She's under psych observation.

-In the high security wing.

-Oh, my God.

I told them you work for the government to get her some extra care, you know?

Thank you.

-Thanks.

-Yeah well, don't tell anyone. Bad for my image. I'll send you the details.

-You're making a personal call, Drummond?

-No. Sorry, sir.

Is that Mr Shapiro?

You tell him, "Yes, it's personal. It's important.

And yes, his wife called. And I sent her flowers on his behalf."

Charlotte Wills. Bane of my life.

Try hitting Phicorp with an official disclosure.

And I got one more thing for you, Oswald Danes.

We're eyeballing him now, but not under close surveillance. Why?

Harkness watches him, his instincts are good. He says if we're watching Danes,

then the three families are, too. I want you to get someone in there.

I'm on it right now. It says here that Oswald sold out Cowboy Stadium.

-He's in Dallas.

-He's playing a stadium?

He's preaching hellfire and salvation,

which makes him the most popular man in the world right now.

I'm trying to set up a joint appearance for you with Madison Weakly.

She's the bisected bride.

You know, car accident sheared off everything below the bikini line.

Got married a week later propped up on a box.

Basically, she's made up of positive thinking and colostomy bags.

Anyway, they were thinking you and she could share the spotlight

if they could manage a two-shot, obviously.

Next, I've got you these essays by John Maynard Keynes.

You've got interviews about fixing the economy tomorrow.

Just call for more deregulation and a resumption of burning.

Now, we've got this.

LOUD MUSIC STARTS

It's a request to speak to the Committee on Health and Immortality.

# Riding down Sunset

# Santa Monica too... #

Oswald?

# Over to the valley... #

What do you think? Yes, or no?

MUSIC CONTINUES

If you could turn that down?

All right, I'm going to need a reply by Friday night

or they'll ask someone else.

I said, they'll ask someone else.

Please, Oswald, I'm just trying to finish the day. Could you turn the music down?

MUSIC STOPS

Get me a girl.

How old?

Legal age.

Seriously?

I've made a new life for myself, a new chance

with new tastes.

So I want a woman.

Now get me one.

A redhead.

MUSIC RESUMES

# Jumping like a Jack-in-the-box

# Cruising in the big bowl

# For a burger and some fries

# All the cool cats gather round

# They want to go for a ride

# in a stretch Cadillac... #

Hi there.

I'm sorry, but you're Jilly Kitzinger, right?

-I'm sorry. I don't have time...

-No, here, let me help you with this...

All this stuff. I will take this.

I will take that. That's better.

So my name is Shawnie Yamaguchi,

and I'm on that internship from Harrigan Knights PR,

and they said you are so busy and overworked and I figured, well, you know, learn from the best.

I don't need an intern. Thank you.

I'm sure. But this isn't the latest model.

And I can get you the prototype, if you want.

And you really need to get 4G. I got a contact in the store.

And that is an awful lot of reading.

And I am free all night.

Shawnie Yamaguchi?

That is correct.

Go get me a sandwich,

tomato and Swiss on sourdough.

See how well you cope with that.

And then you can find me a prostitute.

I'm sorry?

-Start with the sandwich.

-Certainly.

I don't mean to be rude, but I don't know how you put up with him.

Oh...

I won't have to. Not for much longer.

I'm sorry, what do you mean?

Never mind. Off you go.

Danes and Kitzinger.

Shawnie's in.

Told you I'd come back, didn't I?

Just give me till tomorrow and I'll come see you, OK?

Did you fix things?

You said you were going to fix them.

Not yet.

'Still trying.'

Doctor said you'd been good today.

-'She sounded nice.'

-Yeah.

She is, yeah.

Hey, when I get back we'll go to the promenade together,

just you and me.

Would you like that?

I suppose.

We keep talking about the miracle like it's a bad thing,

'but we forget about the good side,'

all the years we're going to have...

..together. That's good, isn't it?

They said you reported me.

Who said that?

Is it true?

I had to.

For your own good.

I know.

I get that, yeah.

That's why I know you'll understand.

-'I want to volunteer.'

-For what?

Category one.

Sarah...

..you can't volunteer. Category one is...

'..it's a medical condition.'

You can't choose it.

People do.

Online, there's thousands of us.

This whole world's changed, Esther.

'This body...

'is without a soul.'

Don't say that.

What about the girls? Think about the girls.

I've put them on the list, too.

'Sometimes I wonder what keeps us from falling straight through the earth'

to the other side of the world.

(Oh, God.)

Damn it.

-You OK?

-Fine.

Time out, I think, Drummond.

No, sir. Not at all.

We need to find out how that man died and fix this stinking world.

Thank you, sir.

I can't tell you. I don't trust the phones these days.

And we've got these family people everywhere. And Jack's just as bad.

Honestly, you should see him right now, Rhys. He's sulking.

Why? What's he doing now?

Oh, don't tell me. Did he get another bruise?

-Who's that?

-Jack, her boss.

Well, you tell her from me, I had a gun held to my head.

My life was in danger,

and her father's, right inside our own house.

'And all because of her.'

So you tell her, don't give up.

Go get the bastards, whatever it takes.

Tell her yourself.

No.

I'm watching TV.

-She says go get 'em.

-Yeah, I heard.

So, what about Jack then?

Oh, he's doing that old thing, keeping secrets. Won't tell me.

Will you?

Hmm?

God knows what's going on. What time is it there?

Ah, it's almost eight. The telly's been on all night.

They said there'll be a run on the banks. Like a Lehman Brothers' thing.

-It's the pensions.

-Aye. Pensions go bankrupt cos of the miracle, that starts a domino effect

'cos it's all been on a knife edge since 2008.'

They said the best advice is to invest in gold.

There we are, we'll be fine.

-Thank God for my vast reserves, eh?

-How's dad?

(She's asking how dad is.)

(Tell her the truth.)

Not so good, Gwen.

Is he conscious?

Not so much, no.

The trouble is, we can't get a doctor in cos they'll classify him category one.

And them ovens are still there. They're only closed cos of the protests.

They said if we get a recession, it's classic isolation policy.

-Given our lack of resources the camps will open again.

-Like someone planned it.

Yeah. But does that include 2008 as well?

-I mean, you know, was that part of the plan? A first stage?

-Could be.

I think we've been manipulated for decades.

Yeah, but what for?

-I mean, where's it all heading?

-'I don't know.'

It's not like the old days with Torchwood. I mean...

'we knew what we were fighting there. But this,'

this is like the whole world is changing

and we're just so tiny.

God, I wish you'd come home.

Not yet, sweetheart.

But soon.

Soon.

(OK.)

FLOORBOARD SQUEAKS

TAPS FOOT

What are you doing?

You seen this? Maybe it's the floor.

What do you mean?

We're going through evidence like Angelo's body did something.

But the only strange thing with this room is the floor.

I knew something was bugging me.

Look, the bed's on a sort of platform.

Esther, don't. Just leave it.

But it's not part of the original design. It can't be.

Esther, seriously. Listen to me.

Don't say another word. Just leave it.

Jack?

It's the floor.

Esther, stop, right now.

-HE CHUCKLES

-This is a hell of a lot better than nicotine gum, let me tell you.

You know what the rumour is from Washington? If cancer cells

are immortal, then the miracle switched them around and made them just plain mortal.

They're keeping it quiet in case there's an outbreak of spontaneous joy. I mean, we can't have that.

But it means we've got nothing to worry about.

We can smoke our way into the next Great Depression.

Now...

Somebody want to tell me what's going on between you three?

Nothing.

I'm sorry, Jack... But we're trying to figure out how Angelo Colasanto died.

I think there's something under the floor.

OK, people, thank you very much. Leave the room immediately.

Good work.

Wait for my call.

-Captain Harkness, what is that?

-No idea.

Jack, tell us what it is, cos if you could hear my sister

-volunteering to be categorised, you would help.

-If he says he doesn't know, he doesn't know, OK?

I've read the Torchwood file. Are those materials extraterrestrial?

I said he doesn't know. Now get out of his face.

The file also says that Cooper and Harkness inevitably form an alliance

and the best results can be achieved by separating them.

OK, get her out of here. And I mean it this time.

Deport her. She's no longer welcome in the United States.

-Get her out of the country.

-Don't touch me.

-Leave her alone.

-Oh, you have something to say?

Please. No? Well,

I'm sorry, Miss Cooper, but from this moment on, Torchwood is defunct.

You will be removed from American soil immediately.

And God help Great Britain.

With me. Don't cause trouble.

Jack. I'll find you, all right?

-Sir, you've got to reconsider this.

-You can't do this.

-Then talk.

By all means, start talking.

The CIA doesn't have any authority over me. You're not deporting me!

I'm coming back!

Still got nothing to say?

Then you won't mind if we dig this thing up and take it back for analysis.

You can't.

I'm sorry, OK? You can't touch it.

Oh, he speaks at last.

Jack, come on. What the hell is it?

-Some sort of transmitter.

-OK, what does it do?

Well, it mostly proves my theory that

immortality is caused by some kind of Morphic Field.

-Wait a minute. You know what's causing the miracle?

-No,

saying it's a Morphic Field is as vague as saying it's radiation.

I still don't know how, where or what is creating it.

So it transmits what, some sort of field that cancels out the first one so Angelo could die?

-And where did he get it?

-I don't know everything.

-How big is this field? The whole house?

-Smaller.

About the size of that panel.

So we would be able to stop the miracle if we could create a field as big as what, the whole planet?

No, you need a structure like this panel as big as the whole planet.

Well, I'm sure we'll be able to replicate its effects.

Don't touch it, seriously. That's a proper null field.

You change the dynamic and it could nullify everything, even life.

-Well, then you need to make it safe.

-I am not an expert.

You're the closest thing we've got. Now make it safe.

And then we'll take this thing back to Langley.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Mr Danes.

My name is Claire. Or whatever you want it to be.

Now, I did have to adopt a dress code in order to get through hotel security.

You know how that is. But I have clothes in my bag if you'd like. Schoolgirl outfit maybe?

There won't be any need for that.

OK. Well, it's not about the clothes, anyway.

SHE GIGGLES I can act all kinds of innocent.

Whatever you want.

I was very clear I don't want that.

-Not at all.

-What do you want?

I suppose...we could talk a little.

-Would you like a drink?

-And then what?

I need to know exactly what we're doing tonight.

Maybe we could have dinner...

on room service.

I'm sorry, you mean like a date?

If you want.

Mr Danes, I do know who you are.

I mean, from your trial.

Except that's not everything that I am. Don't presume to know me.

I am capable of much more than my reputation.

So you want to date me?

To begin with.

Oh, my God. So would that be like your first date ever?

SHE GIGGLES

I said don't presume.

We could have a drink.

Maybe a fine wine,

civilised people,

adult company.

Actually...no.

If you don't mind, I think I'd like to go.

But I do mind. I'm paying.

Mr Danes, the thing is,

I could cope with this if it meant shoving my face in the dirt. I'm used to that.

But if you want us to pretend that you're normal,

-no way. No.

-No, no, look...

-Don't, sir. Please don't do that.

-All I'm asking for is your company. That's all. Just your company.

Well, I think I should warn you that girls my age fight back.

-You know that already though, don't you? That's why you prefer kids in the first...

-Stop!

Don't you dare!

If you want to be a changed man, you're running out of time.

The way I heard it, you've been classified a Category 0.

What's Category 0?

Oh, that day will come.

Category 0 is you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

-What's Category 0?

-What's...

the what?

What's Category 0?

And why does my whore know about it?

Ah, clever girl. Well,

that's what you get for employing someone who sleeps with senators.

-She's been listening.

-Tell me, what's Category 0?

-Look, Oswald,

did you really think it would never come to an end, your freedom?

There's an emergency mandate being passed through congress

defining a new Category 0, meaning people who have

earned themselves a place in the ovens for moral reasons.

-They want to burn me alive?

-Oswald, you were always sentenced to death.

What you had was a wonderful delay.

And now it's time for that adventure to come to an end.

But...

-..people love me.

-Television loves you.

It's a different thing.

They can't kill me.

Not yet. I haven't found them.

-Haven't found who?

-How long have you known about this?

How long have you known?

-How long have you known?

-Oswald...

SHE SCREAMS

I'll have you arrested for this!

Brand new charges!

They're going to reopen those ovens and you're going in!

You run, Oswald! Run as fast as you can!

You've got the most famous face on the planet. Where will you hide?!

Where are you going to go, Oswald? What are you going to do?

Esther, can you come here for a second?

Uh, and Rex.

I need you to hold these pattern blocks in place.

All right, which ones?

-There. Put your hands on the panel.

-Jack, I'm really sorry about this, but I didn't know.

Yeah, now listen to me quickly. I've broadened the transmission so it's nullifying sound waves.

No-one outside the field can hear us.

So make yourself look busy,

just stay where you are and no-one can hear what we're saying.

What are you talking about?

They're right there. Hey, you can hear me, right?

-Hey!

-Would you turn around and not look at him?

They can't hear us?

It's a null field.

No, no way.

Rex, don't attract attention.

All right. Esther, I want you to count to 100 out loud.

All right? Just keep counting.

Go ahead, go.

One, two, three,

four, five, six...

VOICE MUTED

Excuse me. Sorry about that. Just check that medical record, OK?

-..30, 31, 32...

-Holy shit. This is insane.

-They can still see us.

Keep your heads down facing away like you're concentrating, OK?

This thing is real.

-How does it work?

-I can't tell you. That's the point. Just listen to me.

I knew this stuff the second I saw it. Yes, it's alien technology.

The only examples of it on earth were in the Torchwood hub.

They were buried in the ruins.

But Angelo had people watching.

He must have salvaged it knowing the miracle was coming.

So what did he do? Trigger it with your DNA or something?

Maybe that was revenge or maybe giving me a clue.

But there's only one course of action left now.

-You have to get me out of here.

-Are you crazy?

Turn your head.

Jack, listen to me. The CIA is not the enemy. That's why I brought them in.

Don't you understand? You don't...

Be calm...

Look, you don't need to run any more, OK?

-We can protect you.

-There's a reason why Torchwood was secret.

We kept things hidden from the human race.

This technology is a science the world should never know.

How can you know that?

I know, Esther, because I've seen the future.

I've walked the future world and breathed its air.

And this technology would send it to damnation.

Just imagine the stealth technology of a null field

hiding bombs, hiding planes, shielding one side from radiation while the other side burns.

This thing would be the end of us.

This timeline would be terminal.

-He's right.

-Whose side are you on?

Even if the government...

even if the government had this one panel

and they put people inside and they died, it's the same thing as the ovens.

It's control over life and death and we've seen that that doesn't work.

But you trust me, don't you? Both of you?

After all we've done?

Please, I'm begging you, get me out of here.

Look, this is the alpha plate.

Without it, this is just a bunch of metal.

You've got to get me and the plate away from this house.

Jack, listen to me. We can't, OK? We are the CIA

and this is a genuine CIA operation.

This is history, Rex. This is everything.

Please, get me out.

-MUTED:

-Please.

-I think you should call the police.

-This is bigger than the police.

I'm organising a press conference. I'll say that Oswald Danes is on the run with all his old appetites.

It'll be the biggest witch hunt this country's ever seen. Oh...

um...

Shawnie, can you give us a second? This is a friend of mine...

I think.

-What are you doing here?

-I'm here to warn you.

You're being watched by a CIA field agent.

Me? Don't be ridiculous.

Oh!

GUNSHOT

And secondly, you're being considered for a promotion.

-You just shot her.

-Does a promotion sound interesting?

-She was CIA?

-I need you to focus, Miss Kitzinger.

How would you react to a promotion?

-With Phicorp?

-Oh, we're way above Phicorp.

-Then, who are you?

-We're family business.

Interested?

Yes.

-Yes.

-Well, then, that completes the interview.

-And we'd better leave.

-Where are we going?

-A long way away.

I have her. She's with us now.

Thanks. Good news.

Catholic churches love records. There's tons of this stuff.

Sorry, am I interrupting?

Oh, no, it was just a family thing, that's all.

All right, let's get started.

The whole world is depending on us.

Hey, Jack,

Shapiro wants to see you.

Yeah.

Wait a minute. You might want to grab your coat.

-He's outside by the forensics vehicle.

-Thanks.

-Thank you.

-Yeah, just shut up. Now listen,

this is the story.

Jack knocked him out, held us at gunpoint and stole a car, OK?

All right, come on.

-You're not coming with me?

-We can't. That's why we've got to keep our faces out of this.

I'm sorry, Jack. But the CIA has a chance of solving this thing now.

-They need me and Esther. We can help.

-There's a courtyard this way.

Listen. There'll be a guard on the gate.

I'll tell him that Shapiro authorised a car. Just keep your head down.

-Go, go, go.

-Which one is it?

-I don't know. They're all the same. Just chirp the thing.

BEEP Hey, stop! I said stop.

GUNSHOT

Jack!

Stay where you are!

He saw me. Rex, he saw me.

-Come on, Jack.

-Rex, he saw me.

I know. You can't stay. You definitely cannot stay.

Someone's going to have to go with him. Jack, get in there.

Come with us.

I can't. Look after him, Esther.

-My sister.

-I know, but someone will have heard that shot. Now go.

-Rex, you've got blood.

It's my heart, OK? Just go. It's my heart. Go! Go!

TYRES SKID

-RADIO:

-'It's morning in America.

'It's morning across the western world and the banks are closing down.

'It's a disaster of almost biblical proportions.'

Jack, you still with me?

'Some say the concept of money itself is under threat. The Euro has exacerbated the financial crisis...'

Jack? Can you hear me?

'..encouraging some countries to behave as recklessly as the banks themselves...'

Oh, my God... I don't...I don't know where to go.

Jack, please. Please say something.

Oh, my God, I don't know what to do!

Jack...

Oh, my God.

I don't know what to do.

I have reason to suspect you may be illegally harbouring an unsupported Category One deceased person.

You've been invited to Shanghai.

The families want to meet you...

in person.

I'm rather jealous. They're taking you to the Blessing.

You're scared. Your skin's a little too tight.

There's something just out of the corner of your eye you can't quite see. Hmm?

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