All language subtitles for TorchwoodX S04E02 Rendition-eng

A former schoolteacher
convicted of the rape

and murder of
12-year-old Susie Cabina,

Oswald Danes faces his last
moments on this earth.

For the past 36 hours...

No one has died.

Miracle day.

Did you ever hear of Torchwood?

This thing might be worth following.

So what is
Torchwood anyway?

The Torchwood Institute
was set up

by the British
Royal family in 1879

to investigate the strange,
the unusual

and the alien.

Don't you see you were right?
It's all connected.

Torchwood is the key
to this whole thing.

- Who the hell are you people?
- Torchwood.

They can't do this. I'm a
British citizen on British soil.

Yeah? Well, you've been
too busy watching aliens.

The fact is the Americans have been
getting away with this for years.

Hey hey hey, what is that
supposed to be, a criticism?

What are you gonna do,
write your M.P.?

And you, World War II, I'll take this.

That's nothing. It's harmless.

Then you won't mind me having it.

What the hell do you
think you're doing here?

I've been told to assist you in
escorting the prisoners to Langley.

No no no. This operation is mine.

I thought of it.
It's my idea, my execution.

You want to piss on the plane?
Make that yours too?

Now we'd better get out of
here while we still can.

This thing is costing a fortune

and we've got governments on both sides
of the Atlantic asking questions.

How's that cut on your arm?

I'll survive. I'm mortal, not dying.

Well, technically I guess
I am dying, but slowly.

This thing that's happening
to the world, this miracle,

it must have something
to do with you.

- Great, so it's my fault?
- Can't be a coincidence, Jack.

Of course it's not a coincidence.

- Doesn't mean to say it's his fault.
- Rhys, are you defending me?

It's like we all got switched, isn't it?

Nothing to do with Jack
if the wires got crossed.

Everything mortal becomes immortal,
so everything immortal becomes mortal.

See? I can be useful.

Come on, let's go. Get 'em.

- Take the husband back to Wales.
- No, Jack... Andy, no!

Hey! Hey! Where are you taking him?

I'm arresting Torchwood.

Is he Torchwood?
No. He's a spouse.

Now you, go. Get out of here.
Go do spousal stuff.

- Give me my daughter!
- I am Torchwood.

I'm a secret member, man.
I'm not in the books.

And the spouse can take the baby.

No no, you bring her back and
you bring her back right now.

Rex, please,
I'm begging you.

Gwen, the more you fight,
the more he enjoys it.

- She's my daughter.
- Get them on the plane.

Rex, please, listen. Somebody's
been trying to kill us, all right?

- I've got to keep her safe.
- I'll look after her.

- Rhys! Rhys!
- I promise, Gwen!

- Andy!
- Rhys! Rhys!

I'll look after her, I promise!

Anwen, I'm coming back, all right?

I am coming back!
I will get you for this.

And I'm coming back!

I am coming back, wretch!
I am coming back, you bastard!

Sorry, all I could find
was an aspirin.

It was in the co-pilot's pocket.

I gave it a quick spritz
to take the lint off.

It's Danny, right?

- Yeah.
- Now listen, I'm not gay,

but I'll let you feel me up
if you go get me a vodka.

Oh...

I'm not gay either.

All right then, I'll let you feel
her up if it'll get me a vodka.

We're supposed to be on duty.

It's medicinal.

Besides, what do you think
is gonna happen?

They're gonna kick out a
window and jump 30,000 feet?

Trust me. Just sit back and relax.

The next six hours are gonna
be filled with boredom

followed by monotony.

How did I survive?

I don't know.

We all become supermen overnight,
is that it?

Do I heal or do I just hurt for
the rest of my life?

They spent a lot of money on us.

Cleared out the whole
plane for the prisoners.

All on the taxpayers' dollar.
Not bad, eh?

Every time you turn up,
it always goes wrong.

"What did you do?"

Some people really have nothing
better to do with their time.

Oh come on. The man is
a murdering pedophile.

It's not like he even died. He's fine.

Leave him to his frat humor.

The idea that you can't
kill your enemies

has an inflammatory effect
in some quarters.

The word from Rwanda is a
Hutu village was destroyed...

men, women and children,
brains bashed with hammers,

then thrown into a pit
and bulldozed over.

Yesterday I handed in
a report to Alan

noting that 80% of India is Hindu

and that reincarnation was
no longer on the table.

Nothing to keep people's
behavior in check.

So I predicted the most likely
outcome was war with Pakistan.

This morning the Indian prime
minister announces his desire

to reconcile with Pakistan,

saying if they only have one life,
they have to make it count.

Who can predict this?
It's never happened before.

Oh my God. Rex is coming back.

Some things we can predict.

He's bringing Torchwood with him.

Are you ever gonna give
that thing a rest?

What was it anyway?

Sorry. Mr. Friedkin?

I understand you're handling
the Torchwood thing.

I'm Esther Drummond, analyst.

I was liaising with Rex
Matheson on the rendition.

And now he's bringing
those people back...

This is a clandestine matter now.

Not for the directorate of
intelligence, understand?

Yes, but the way Torchwood
disappeared online, sir.

I spent six months compiling
the malware lists...

it's kind of a passion of mine...

and whatever that intrusion was,
it was fascinating.

I just thought I could help.

So you thinking of
changing directorates?

I wouldn't mind
going where the fun is.

That sounds like Rex.

His idea of fun may be misleading.

So you're working closely with him?

He's keeping you up to date?

Yes, sir.

We make quite a good team.

Well.

I'll bear that in mind.

Thank you, Esther.

Thank you, sir.

Be fair. I had no way of knowing
Rex was gonna pull that stunt.

But you know the way it works, Jack.

Every time anyone
ever gets close to you,

nobody has a normal life again.

And do you know what? It really...
and I mean it... really pisses me off.

What took you so long?

I have to nearly explode
before you turn up?

- Did you miss me?
- Yes.

I...

I started to think it'd be
like some kind of fairy tale.

I'd be an old woman

and you'd just turn up
out of the blue

and visit my granddaughter.

I'd be ancient and you'd
be exactly the same.

Where did you go, Jack?

A long way away.

And did it help?

Hey, lovebirds.

Let me ask you a question.

What the hell is this thing?

- All it does is go bleep.
- So give it back to me.

Yeah, I'm sure you'd like that.

What does it do,
measure how mortal you are?

- Still don't believe me?
- Please.

The whole world can't die,
but I'm the one who's being ridiculous.

Tell me then, fly boy,

what happens to us
when we get to America?

Oh, you'll be interrogated.

You stupid, tiny, bloody little man.

For starters,
we don't know anything.

And even if we did,
why didn't you just ask?

Oh hey, listen. I'm sorry.

Maybe I didn't explain it earlier.

I don't think
you actually know anything.

I mean, come on, look at you two.

You're not that bright.
What you are is connected.

And someone has made
a link between

that old institute of yours
and the miracle.

And now they want to
kill you for it.

So we work out
what the connection is

and then we start to solve it.

So is anyone doing
investigations on morphic fields?

- On the what fields?
- The Sheldrake theory...

the passing of
connective information

through the process of
morphic resonance.

I'm sure it is...

the theory states that a
bunch of monkeys on an island

learn how to use a rock as a knife,

then a bunch of monkeys on
another island 10,000 miles away

also learn how to use
a rock as a knife

because they're connected
through a morphic field.

Come on now,
that's just science fiction.

Except it's not a theory. It's a fact.

And the amazing thing about the
miracle is not that no one's dying,

it's not that the human
race has become immortal.

It's that it happened to
everyone at the same time.

Don't you see?
It was instantaneous.

And that's a morphic event on a scale
that I have never seen before.

So whatever's happening to
this planet, it is massive.

By the way, your sodium is low.

- My what?
- That bleeping.

It's found low sodium levels
in your blood.

You need salt.

Oh boy.

That's good.

How about those who say we're two
months from Malthusian disaster?

Population grows exponentially,

the amount of water and
arable land stays the same.

Now in the past you've suggested
that the singularity would save us.

This is the singularity.

It's just not what we expected.

Look, as a species
we're perfectly capable

of adapting to
the current state of affairs.

We discovered fire, we found
the boundaries of irrigation,

mapped the genome,
walked on the moon.

As a species we'll find a way.

But what if the planet
dies out from under us?

The food and
water supplies are also...

they're being hurt
right now every day.

And I'm saying that we have the
capacity to deal with this challenge.

Let's hope so.

Thank you.

We asked psychologist
Grace London

will the miracle make
suicide rates go up or down?

Does suicide even exist anymore?

Coming up at 11:30,
a live interview with Oswald Danes.

Do you recall the lily pad parable?

If you have one lily pad

floating on a pond
and double it every day,

eventually the entire pond
will be covered.

But the day before,
it's only half-covered.

Man lying forever, dying...

Excuse me.
That food is for everyone.

The food is for guests.

Right, but it's meant to be shared.

I spent six years
in solitary confinement.

That's when
you can really taste it.

The piss. The piss that
they put in my food.

Oh, you can cover it with
cream and gravy and salt,

but that's the thing about piss...

it has a way of enduring.

Well, you're not
in prison anymore.

Oh, sweetheart, I am free on the
most beautiful technicality.

When the world is stretched
to a breaking point,

who knows when it's
all gonna snap back?

You see this gentleman over here?

He's supposed to be
escorting me,

but he's actually just
waiting to lock me up again.

Isn't that right, sir?

And besides,
if I stay a free man,

who will give me a job? You?

Answer me. Would you?

No.

Now you see my problem.

There's gonna be a mob outside
my door for the rest of my life.

And life is now a very long time.

So excuse me if I take
food where I can find it.

I hope you choke.

Dr. Juarez, it's your
favorite patient here.

And you have
something that I want.

- You sound like my ex-husband.
- Really?

So does he call
wanting drugs and sex?

- Yes.
- Good man.

But for now
I'll just settle for the drugs.

Hey, let me ask you a question.

Do I have low sodium levels?

As a matter of fact you have.

And you didn't tell me?

It seemed like the least of
your problems at the time.

Danny, bring me some pretzels...

the salty kind.

So listen, meet me at the
airport in six hours.

And if you bring the painkillers,

I'll let you examine the last
mortal man in the world.

That's a code red,
everyone!

Tanker truck smashed into a store.

180-lb middle-aged man,
full thickness burns,

45% of his body.
Respiration is shallow.

We got a female, early 20s,
compound fracture to both legs.

Female, late 30s,
flaccid tetraparesis,

we're thinking C5-C6,
or maybe it's the brain.

Okay, Lorraine,
I want you managing the team.

And I want you coordinating
with Samuel, okay?

I'm on it.

This one's expectant. Call the burn unit.
Keep morphine handy.

And she's expectant as well.
I want neurosurgery down here.

Take this one over to red assembly,
okay? She's gonna have to wait.

Oh my God, we're doing it wrong.

Everyone, we're doing it wrong.

- We don't have time.
- We have nothing but time.

Nobody is expectant here.
Nobody's gonna die.

The first 60 minutes after a trauma,
the golden hour...

there's no golden hour anymore.

All our reflexes are wrong.

I don't understand.
What do you want us to do?

Don't you see? Even the worst
injured aren't gonna die.

So we need to do this backwards.
Reverse it.

We're desperate for beds so we
treat the minor injuries first.

If you can get somebody out of
here in 10 minutes, get them out.

Free up the beds for
the ones who need help.

Okay, Samuel, start again.
Start again. Over here.

Reverse the procedure.

I just changed the entire
procedure for triage.

I'm not supposed to be doing that.

The Dean of Medicine is
supposed to be down here.

She's not in the hospital.
She's at the panel.

- What panel?
- Emergency meeting...

the administrators of
all the local hospitals.

They're trying to get together and
figure out what to do post miracle.

They're making decisions?
Based on what?

They have no idea
what's going on here.

Where is this meeting?

Hey, could we have
something to drink?

I am not allowed to talk to you.

Give it to us silently.

I am not allowed to talk to you.

They can have water.
It's okay, I can supervise it.

Water? I'm American too.

Can't I contribute to our
global cultural hegemony

with a nice frosty cola?

Are they terrorists?

Go and ask Rex
if he wants a drink.

- He'll have a vodka.
- Just go ask him.

- He said he's had too many painkillers.
- Oh.

- Thanks.
- When do we land?

I'm still not allowed to talk.

So we were painting
the cottage.

I was going to be
planting roses out front.

I thought salt air killed roses.

Rugosa roses, Jack.
They're called rugged roses...

full of thorns.
Salt air doesn't bother them.

They put up a good front.

And you're aware there's
an emergency legal mandate

being passed through the
courts right this very second

specifically dedicated to
sending you back to prison?

I understand that, yes.

And what's your response to that?

I'll follow the letter of the law.

Are you aware of how
many people you've upset

just by walking free?

I understand that.

Yes, but do you understand
how people feel?

They are disgusted.
They are horrified.

The legal campaign to reverse
your force majeure ruling

has already gathered over
half a million dollars.

What's your reaction to that?

I'm sure any of those people would
find a statement from me offensive

and I don't wish to add
to their distress.

It's better if I say nothing.

You've got nothing to say?

I think it's best.

Mr. Danes,
have you got nothing to say

when you see this?

It's a face we all
recognize from your trial.

Susie Cabina.

And she was 12 years old,
Mr. Danes.

Have you got anything
to say now?

Perhaps you'd like to use
this opportunity

live on television

to say something to her family.

We should not be watching this.

He's a monster.

It's our job
to monitor everything.

And public opinion is swinging left
and right like crazy over Danes.

It's the miracle
made visible right there.

Some miracle.

We're waiting, Oswald.
Do you have anything to say?

Anything at all?

I'm sorry.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

If we had any human dignity,

we would turn
this thing off right now.

Is that it?
Is that all?

I truly am.

I swear.

You didn't say sorry
at your trial.

I know.

I couldn't.

I was scared.

It's true. I tried to.

I tried. I tried.

- Poor bastard.
- Are you kidding me?

You are not feeling sorry for him.

No, but it's a mess.
The whole thing,

it's just... it's a mess.

Please.

What good is sorry,
Mr. Danes?

Is it gonna do anything
for Mrs. Cabina

every morning
when she wakes up?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

So what about you?
You think he means it?

Not my job.

You know the rules.
Too strong of an opinion

can interfere with the
process of collection.

One of these days you're actually
gonna have to commit yourself, Esther.

You can't just watch the world all day,
even in this job.

In the end you have to take sides.

- Mr. Danes. Sorry, Mr. Danes.
- Please.

I just wanted to say I'm
sorry for what I said before.

Thank you. That's very kind.

Ooh, hold it! Hold it!

Wait. Thank you.

Thank you so much.

I don't suppose
you have the time, do you?

- Five after 2:00.
- Is it?

Oh, thanks.

I am so stupid. I forgot to
change the battery in this thing.

Supposed to just do it once a year...
Halloween or Christmas.

But then you're thinking about
candy or presents, aren't you?

I thought you were very good.

I'm sorry?

Jilly Kitzinger, Mr. Danes.

I'm something of a talent spotter.

That was the most
amazing performance.

Oh.

It wasn't a performance.

Right. No, of course.

My mistake. Please,
officer, don't shoot.

But here's my business card.
I'm in public relations.

Not for this channel.
I have other employers.

I don't need you.

I disagree, Mr. Danes.

You have what we call
a high media quotient.

Oh, everybody hates me.

No.

No, that interview has you trending on
Twitter and the hashtag says forgive.

You're really very good.

Of course there'd be a fee.
But I'd only take 10% of your earnings.

Good luck. That's 10% of nothing.

You didn't get paid for that?

It was a news show. They don't pay.

Okay, Oswald.

Okay, that's really very funny.

You mean you didn't...
you just didn't make a cent?

Really?

Okay, that is positively hilarious.
Now I wish I could stay.

I'm needed in Washington.
But you hold onto my card, sir.

'Cause there's a reason
the churches are empty.

People don't want to hear
about heaven.

They'd rather hear from a man who has
gazed into hell itself, and that's you.

And frankly I think if the devil
himself were to walk this earth,

he'd need representation.

If the devil himself walked this earth,

he'd surely be working in P.R.

Mr. Danes.

Oh, I thought you'd left. Sorry.

Mr. Tepper sent me. Oprah
Winfrey's people are on the phone.

She wants to talk to you.
She asked for you personally.

She wants you on the show.

Looks like I'm doing fine
without you.

Mm-hmm.

All the same, keep the card.

I think not.

I'm Dr. Vera Juarez.
They told me there was a panel.

This is the place. Sign in.

I'm not on any kind of list.
No one's expecting me.

I'm not an administrator.
I'm a surgeon.

This isn't my usual job either.

You think you're the first
doctor to happen by?

We're taking anybody we can get.

Panels are on the first three floors.
Pick one and join in.

The world's screwed up.
You want to help or not?

Thank you.

Apoptosis is still going on.

Thank God. Otherwise we'd
drown in our own skin cells.

Apes, chimps, bonobos...
all appear to be dying as usual.

Humanity is the only
species affected.

Human to human organ transplants will
stop within the next 12 hours or so.

We're simply running out of donors.

Maybe this is the singularity
and it's physical.

But that doesn't mean that it
originated on earth.

Simran, surely you're not arguing

that this is some kind of
extraterrestrial virus?

I'm not ruling it out. No virus known
to man could spread so rapidly.

You're not the person they
said would take coffee orders?

- Dr. Vera Juarez.
- Oh.

I got something from
Koontz at Tel Aviv Medical.

They're reporting all
cellular necrosis has stopped.

We know that.

Right, but the question is
what's happening instead?

They tried killing living
tissue in the laboratory,

but the tissue has gone into hibernation.

Wait a minute.

They're killing "living" human tissue?
What does that mean?

Look, I saw a man who was in
that explosion at the C.I.A.

No way his heart was pumping
oxygen to his brain,

but he could move. He could see.

People are just living.
It's like they're too alive.

Yeah, how is that hibernation, Jim?

Tell the Israelis they're insane.

- Okay, coffee orders.
- Oh, thank God.

The point is the hibernation isn't fixed.

There's a natural oscillation
they've been tracking.

Oscillation?
You mean like someone

turning a radio dial up
and down on life?

Well, basically up, yes.

Why does Howard at Mass General
keep asking for more antibiotics?

Who knows? Mass General
has plenty of supplies.

- What Koontz is saying...
- He's not asking for his hospital.

He's talking about a policy change.

That's his fourth post today.

But what does he want?
A painkiller nation?

What does he mean?

Oh my God. He's right.

The human race has become
germ incubators.

Hospital beds are filling up

because the people who should die don't,

including people with infections.

If they were dead,
then the infection could prey

on the corpse and
nobody would mind.

But instead they're going to
stay in the living body and...

multiply. And if we keep
giving them antibiotics...

the infections will become
more and more resistant.

Give it six months and drug-resistant
organisms will be everywhere.

Whichever way you look at it,

this situation can only get worse.

Whoa, hey!

- Back in your seat.
- I'm gonna throw up.

It's all right. I'll take him.

You know, it'd be really
ironic if you were airsick,

dressed up like
a flying ace and all.

I look like hell.

Yeah, your looks are exactly
what we're concerned about here.

I don't like the timing of this.

Someone wants to take
Torchwood out. I warned you.

Look, I know the food's not too hot,

but I doubt you've
been poisoned, okay?

People get sick.
It happens.

Maybe you're right.

Every bug in the world is
probably out to get me.

I haven't developed any resistance.

I never needed it.

What are you saying?

Immortality leads to
hypochondria?

You heard about anything
going on with Rex?

Sorry, I'm kind of busy.
Why, what's going on?

Two men are in his office.
One was getting his hard drive

- the other was going through his files.
- It has nothing to do with me.

I've got to get this to Alan. He's
writing part of the President's briefing.

- Sure. See if he's heard anything.
- I'll ask him, yeah.

Hello?

- Esther Drummond?
- Yes.

This is Carla Hennessy of
Pacific Monument Bank.

We'd like to thank you
for banking with us

and discuss some investment options.
Is this a good time?

No, actually this isn't a good time.

Investment options?
I have nothing to invest.

Well, $50,000 isn't nothing,
Miss Drummond.

I think you'll find we can
offer a very good return

- on a six-month cd.
- I haven't got $50,000.

It was a wire transfer
made at midday today.

Made by who?

There's no name,
only a pass code.

But the transaction
came from China.

I have to go.

We've closed down her desk,
but there's no sign of her, sir.

Well, she can't get
anywhere without her I.D.

And that's chipped.

I mean, wherever she goes
we should know it.

We found the I.D.
It was in a trash can.

Where was the trash can?

Of course I've got my I.D.

Hey, Esther.

Looks like we're gonna be
working late.

- Yeah?
- You didn't hear?

China's making threats to the U.N.

They're gonna undervalue
the currency down to 50%.

Said with the population explosion

by the end of the year,
they need to focus down.

Which automatically
escalates the trade war.

The question is are they
gonna stop at 50 or go lower?

What do you think?

Yeah.

Going to the briefing?

Yeah, just gotta...

Do things. Busy.

Hold on. Tell Forsyth I had
to go to Cyber Division, okay?

Charlotte Wills
exited the secure area

of the sixth floor at 15:53.

And she swiped
the elevator at 15:54.

- Where is she now?
- I can't tell.

I can issue a full
security alert if you want.

No no, this is just
an exercise, that's all.

Why don't we see
how they do in finding her?

Esther Drummond.

Yeah, she's in Cyber Division.
I just saw her, second floor.

She didn't leave the building.

She couldn't with the wrong I.D.

She'd have to pass
at least one checkpoint.

Look at you. I can't believe
you're still on duty.

You've been working double shifts

the past what, three days?
Four days now?

Three days running.

Nice of you to notice.
You're the only one.

I guess the money
makes it worth it, huh?

You'd think, but double my pay
amounts to double nothing.

Well, if you ask me,
you're worth your weight in gold.

You drive safe now.

Oh, I will.

I'm sorry, we didn't
have time for a handover.

- There's no medication.
- Don't talk to the prisoners.

You gave him a drink. What did
you do to him? What was in it?

- Take it easy.
- Are you saying I poisoned him?

He drinks, he's sick. If you did anything,
you'd better bloody tell me.

I didn't. She was with me.

Tell them I didn't touch
the drinks, did I?

This is ridiculous.
No one's poisoned anyone.

Hold on. You went to supervise him.
That's what you said.

Supervise. Who needs
supervising pouring a drink?

What did you supervise exactly?

So now you're accusing anyone?

It's either you or
the big gay steward.

- So my money's on you.
- I'm not gay.

Just search her, Rex. Please.

- You know no one can die.
- What if you're wrong, Rex?

What if your big success is one
Welsh woman and a dead body?

Huh? Just search her.
That's all I'm saying. Search her.

Rex, please, search her. Please.

All right, if it'll shut you up.

Let me see your bag.

- Put that down!
- Hey!

You stay right there.

- What did I say? Poison.
- Is that the first assumption

you make when you find
medicine in someone's handbag?

Well, if it's medicine,
I'm sure one pill won't hurt you.

That's a damn good idea. Take it.

Why would I take that? It's poison.

You just said...

I just said it was quite
an assumption.

Yes, I carry poison.
I run a lot of agents.

You never know
when they might need it.

Okay, well, if you didn't give him anything,
then there's no harm

in telling us what kind
of poison is in this bag.

- Yeah. Get over here.
- Don't touch me!

Sit down. Stay right there.
Stay right there.

- Tell me what you gave him.
- I didn't give him anything.

- Just tell us what it is, all right?
- Let me see.

Cyanide. Are my lips blue?

- No, you're just pale.
- Not cyanosis.

Okay, maybe this.

Had a boyfriend who took arsenic.

Same consistency.

You had a boyfriend
that took arsenic?

Yeah, Slovenian.
Took arsenic for better skin.

I've read about that.
That was back in the 1800s though.

Never mind about that.
The point is how do we fix this?

- How do we cure arsenic poisoning?
- I don't know.

- Rex, not now.
- How do you cure arsenic poisoning?

- Is this some kind of joke?
- Listen, I have someone here

with a headache, nausea and convulsions.
We think he was given arsenic.

Then take him to a hospital.
I have to get back to work.

No, don't hang up. Just listen.

We are stuck on a plane
over the Atlantic.

- What else can we do?
- Tell him he's lucky.

Great time to be poisoned.
He can't die.

This is the mortal man,
the one I was telling you about.

Seriously, I think this man can die.

- Now you believe me.
- You shut up!

- Vera, what the hell can we do?
- Jesus, I don't know.

I suppose you can try chelation.

Okay, chelation. What is it?

You can remove toxic metals
from the body by introducing

competing chemicals that bind
them up and make them inactive.

- So what do we give him?
- I suppose E.D.T.A.

But if you're on a plane,
you won't have that.

- What's E.D.T.A.?
- Who are you?

Just tell me, what's E.D.T.A.?

Ethylenediamine tetra-acetic acid.

What's that when it's at home?
What's it made of?

I don't know. I'm a doctor,
not a chemist.

Is there nobody in the entire
C.I.A. that is a poisons expert?

Yeah, but the C.I.A.
just poisoned him.

Seriously, you're all I've got.

I'm watching the man die.

Oh my God.

Everybody, today's challenge...

create E.D.T.A. using only materials
that can be found on a plane.

I'm serious. Now quickly, come on.

Okay, I've got it. This might work.

Tell them they need two things.

- Formaldehyde.
- And ethylenediamine.

You are not giving me formaldehyde!

You can shut up! Okay,
now where do we find this?

- You can make formaldehyde.
- By oxidizing methanol?

How the hell do we oxidize
methanol at 30,000 feet?

Some laptops use fuel cells
with methanol.

Not standard batteries.
They have to be fuel cells.

Laptops. Try laptop fuel cells.

Danny, I need you
to check all the laptops.

See if one of them
has fuel cells. Now.

Quicker than that, Danny.
For God's sake. Now!

And you'll need a catalyst.
That would be...

- Silver. Get me silver.
- I'm on it.

- Damn it.
- Oh, and they need ammonia.

You need to find ammonia.

Okay, cleaner...
you must have cleaner

in the loos or the bathroom.

Come on, faster faster faster!
Come on.

Yeah, that looks like silver.

Okay, next.

We're gonna need to heat this up.

Right.

Silver.

Where's the dichloroethane?
We need dichloroethane.

Dichloroethane. It's in degreaser.

Oh, that... we don't have that stuff.

Do not say that, Greta.

- You must have some somewhere.
- We don't use it.

- I don't go around degreasing.
- No?

The automated system
takes care of it.

The automated system?
The automated system?

The A.C.R.S. It works like the de-icer.

There's a central pump and
then there's the tubing

that distributes it
throughout the plane.

- Oh my God. Tubing?
- Orange tubing.

- Where's the tubing?
- In the floor.

- In the floor?
- Tubing's...

one is in the floor.

Oh, you're damaging the floor.

Yeah, I'm gonna rip this plane apart
with my bare hands and you're gonna help.

- Now get over there and help.
- One, two, three, up.

It's wires.

It's just bloody wires!

All right, rip the panels up.
Rip 'em all up.

Brilliant. Your prisoner is sick
and you're destroying the plane.

Careful with those wires.

Looking a little bit
worried there, Rex.

Like this might all be your fault.
You put us on this plane.

- There's no orange tube.
- Is there something between you two?

- What?
- You and World War II.

- I'm married with a baby.
- Yeah, married, baby, whatever.

You two argue like people
who are real close.

Did you have a thing with your
poisoner friend over there?

- Yeah, we did.
- Oh, you did?

- But we got on each other's nerves.
- Really?

Can't imagine.

There is no orange tube here.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
It's a degreaser, right?

So you use a degreaser where
there's grease. So where's grease?

Uh, moving parts. Moving parts.

Danny, moving parts.

Where's the access conduit
to the landing gear?

- Come on!
- Here. There.

- Move this.
- Move it up. Move it up.

Greta, give me a hand. Ready?

- One, two, three.
- Don't damage it, you idiots.

Orange! Look, it's an orange tube!

I see it. I see it.

- Okay, give me a knife.
- Wait a minute.

We've got to be careful
because it's not labeled.

If it's part of the oil system,
we're screwed.

Knife knife knife. Yeah, whatever.

Oh, get a cup. Get a cup.

Gather it, man. That's it.

Hold that...
hold that beauty, man.

That's beautiful.

Yaaa!

- Whoo!
- Yes!

Final ingredient...
touch of cyanide.

Are you sure that's right?

Chelation means replacing one
toxic substance with another.

It's not enough to kill him.

Hopefully.

There. I knew diabetes
would be useful one day.

Lovely.

Now I'm gonna need
your tie, Danny.

- Hurry up. Hurry up. Hurry up.
- Come on, come on.

Right.

Lovely.

- He'll need help with his coat.
- Yup.

Be careful with his coat.

That's it.

- That's it, as quick as you can.
- All right.

- Okay, take his sleeve up.
- I heard cyanide.

Shh, trust me.

- It's gonna be all right.
- No it won't.

- Don't let her do this. She'll kill you.
- Shut up.

You're not filling me
with confidence.

Be careful.
That's my good tie.

- And you're definitely not gay?
- It was one time, okay?

All right, Jack, don't move.

Here we go.

Whoa!

That was your last chance.

Yeah? What are you
gonna do about it?

If you're the best England's got
to offer, then God help you.

I'm Welsh.

It's okay!

- Hurry up.
- Aah aah!

Jack?

Okay.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

The doctor said
it was gonna burn, okay?

All right, Jack, I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry. It's corrosive.

It's working though, yeah?
It's working?

Oh please, God, say it's working.

Jack?

What is it?

- Yes. Yes.
- It's working?

- Yes.
- Nice work. Nice work.

All right.

- Hey hey.
- What are you doing?

It's always better to return
with three healthy prisoners.

Sit down.

Jesus.

What about Lyn?

Has she said anything about
who put her up to this

or why?

No, we won't get anything
out of her for a while.

She's unconscious.

All right.

I'll take care it.

A security force will
meet you at the airport.

We'll find out what's going on.

Sounds good.

Go get him.

It's proof.

We have absolute proof.

We compared the telomers
from yesterday

with the telomers
from 48 hours ago.

There's no doubt
they're shortening,

which means we're still aging.

What kind of immortality is that?

It's the story of Tithonus.

One of the Greek goddesses asked
Zeus to make Tithonus immortal,

but she forgot to ask
for eternal youth.

He became so ancient and decrepit,
he eventually shrank into a cicada.

He begged for death.

This is no miracle. This is just...

this just means that sooner or
later we're all going to hell.

But the whole thing
could be temporary.

For all we know it could
revert to normal by tomorrow.

But we can't assume that.
We can't assume anything.

All we know is that
things are different now.

Look, what do we know
about the dead?

They accumulate.

So now what we have accumulating are
people who should be dead but aren't.

Will they be in pain forever?
We don't know.

But while we wait
they're suffering.

And death won't take care
of them for us.

What they need most of
all is pain management.

I assume you're giving them
medication.

That's my point. We have to start
manufacturing painkillers immediately,

by presidential order
if necessary.

We have to rebuild
the entire system

of health care
in this country right now.

If we sit back and
assume this will pass,

we'll have a disaster on our hands.

I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry to bother you.

But actually, do you think that
I could borrow a cigarette?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Oh, God. Oh, thank you.

I don't suppose anyone actually
really borrows a cigarette though.

Can you hold this
for one second? Thank you.

It's more like theft.
Now I've stolen your property.

Just... sorry.

You're a busy woman.

Oh well, you should talk,
acting head of surgery.

It's Dr. Juarez, isn't it?

Oh, there it is.

Thank you. Thank you.

Sorry. Is that one mine?
Thank you.

- Have we been introduced?
- No, but I saw you in the meeting.

And I hope you don't mind me saying,
but you were magnificent.

Uh-huh.

Just everyone in there...
just yap yap yap yap.

But you just cut
right through. It was...

I could have stood up
and applauded.

So what were you doing in there?

I'm sorry. Jilly Kitzinger,
public relations.

Yes.

Let me give you my card. Here.

Okay, that's the Phicorp logo.

I don't need a drug rep. Thanks.

No, I know. I know, I know, I know.

I know. I said they're
working hard in there.

They don't need me
getting in the way.

But my boss was like, "Jilly."
And he gave me that look.

So... but it's destiny I think.

Here we are, you and me,
working together.

Please take it.

- No thanks.
- Just in case.

I don't need your help.

I disagree.

Have you considered January
the 15th, Dr. Juarez?

What's January the 15th?

Mmm, well, January
the 15th of this year

the senate committee
for drugs and alcohol

voted to ring fence
the national stockpile

of surplus drugs for use only
by the civil defense program,

which does not technically
include this current scenario.

But you need that
stockpile immediately.

So a very clever doctor would
be talking to her senator

to reverse that decision
immediately.

I mean, I don't know.
Just a thought, right?

Never say never.

- So you specialize in pain management?
- Mm-hmm.

I don't suppose you have
any samples with you?

I might.

I'm sure I have a personal supply.

This one too, she's under arrest.

Mr. Friedkin wants a full debriefing.

He has section chiefs from clandestine
and intelligence on standby.

We have a secure van outside waiting
to take prisoners to Langley.

This way. Thank you.

Yeah, who's this?

It's Esther. I'm calling
from a different number.

- Did you get my messages?
- I haven't had a chance. Why?

Will you listen to your
voice-mail sometime?

We are being set up.
They cleaned out your office

and there is $50,000
in my bank account.

Whoever is doing this, I bet they'll
be waiting for you when you arrive.

Someone is trying to erase
Torchwood, right?

What if they're also
trying to erase anyone

who's ever had any contact
with Torchwood?

Rex, do you hear me?

- Rex, do you hear me?
- Oh yeah?

Wow, that's... that's wonderful.

Yeah, it's great to be back.

If it looked like we were
traitors being paid off,

all they'd have to do is lay
a false trail to Beijing

or wherever while our bodies are in some
shallow grave in Virginia somewhere.

Maybe several graves now that death
isn't what it used to be.

Yeah, well,

that idea is extremely relevant.

Oh, you're with them?

Yeah, that seems to be
the ongoing situation.

Rex, just get out of there.

I don't know what's going on,
but get out.

Yeah yeah, I've got you.
That's confirmed.

I'll be outside arrivals
in a blue mini.

Make it quick. They'll be
looking for this car soon.

All right. Copy that.

Hey, you know,

I just remembered there's one
final piece of legislation

needed to make this a
full and proper rendition.

And according to
recent amendments

to U.S. code section 3184
and section 3185

on transferring prisoners
from airside to landside,

the law clearly states that once
they touchdown on American soil,

they have free and easy access
to one very important thing.

- And what's that?
- Bullshit.

- See ya.
- Hey hey!

Crazy bitch.

Even if we can get past,
how do we get out?

You know what U.S. immigration
is like at the best of times.

Hey, what the hell are you
waiting around here for?

We're stuck, thanks to you.

Oh my God, you two are idiots.

You're already landside.
Take a look around.

You're at the baggage claim
for domestic flights.

You could just walk out of here.
Now come on and follow me.

Hey, you get us arrested,
you break up my family,

you nearly get Jack killed...
why should we go anywhere with you?

Because I have a car.
Here, take your thing.

- Excuse me, sir?
- Yes?

Those two men over there
in the black suits,

I think I overheard them
talking about a bomb.

Now aren't you glad I didn't
let you bring your kid?

Imagine her here in the
middle of all of this.

So how about thinking at some point
that maybe I did something good?

- Ah, perfect timing.
- This had better be worth it.

Hey hey, what are you doing?
That's not the car.

This is the car.
She just came to bring me drugs.

- Sorry, babe, got to go.
- What do you mean? Where are you going?

What sort of getaway car is this?

I thought you Americans
all had these big S.U.V.s.

- This is rubbish.
- Just get in, get in.

- Dr. Juarez.
- Esther, isn't it?

Hi.

Hey, I told you already,
you can't stay here.

I know, I know.
I'm sorry. We're going.

Rex, you've gotta work
on these escape plans.

- Where are we going?
- Just anywhere.

Didn't I tell you that they'd bribe
me with twice as much as you?

Oh sh...

Jesus.

All right, just drive. Drive.

There!

She stole the car. Let's go!

What the hell was that?
Was that Lyn?

What the hell is going on?

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