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ELLIS HARTLEY MONROE: I think someone's got to say it.

We are surrounded by people who should have died,

and by persisting, they are draining the resources

of healthy, living citizens.

- They're calling them Overflow Camps. - But what the hell are they up to?

Whatever it is, I bet it ain't good.

And I can understand your pain, all of you. I understand it

because I have suffered the same as you.

Is Oswald Danes now becoming the one true representative of this miracle age?

They're building these sort of camps to help people.

- Overflow Camps? - Aye, that's it.

And I got your dad inside the South Wales site.

Just... just get him back!

Gwen...it's too late.

Excuse me. I'm on the medical panels.

- Where is everybody? - Oh, you didn't get the e-mail?

Sorry, those are done.

Those are done? How... How are they done?

The report was sent to Congress today.

The HHS secretary took it directly to the President.

Now the categories have been finalised,

it clears the way for a lot of legislation.

- Categories? What categories? - The categories of life.

- What does that mean? - Instead of dead or alive,

there are now three categories. Here.

It's being rolled out across America and Europe.

The categories become official at midnight.

Dr Juarez, I was right. I knew you'd call me back.

Oh, I'm doing a lot more than that! I'm joining the cause.

Whatever you're doing to fight this miracle, count me in.

They just took control of life and death.

And today, United Nations has officially sanctioned the new category system

with immediate effect,

calling this a radical new start for the health of humanity.

The President said today that categorisation was compulsory.

Under the emergency miracle law,

anyone designated as Category 1 or Category 2

must be taken to the new Overflow Camps.

The scheme is already under way in the United Kingdom,

with the Prime Minister declaring this a new age of care and compassion.

Thank you.

Yvonne Pallister.

Yes, indeed, madam.

I'm your driver...clearly.

Might I ask, is there any luggage to pick up?

No, the only thing you'll be picking up is me.

Well, that'll be a pleasure.

I don't think I like the tone of your voice.

- And what are you going to do about it? - Many things.

Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!

Come on, let's get out of here. Who's with Anwen?

No-one. I left her with petrol and a cigarette lighter.

- Oh! - Your mum's there, isn't she?

Oh, great See, now in America, you can legally divorce your own mother.

That's it, I get it. They do things better in America, don't they?

Not everything, Mr Sloane.

Well, hello there. Look at you.

Look at you!

Have you been good? Have you missed your mum?

Oh, look at how you've grown so much. Now, have I got a kiss?

She's a very good girl. Sleeps the whole night.

Doesn't fuss at bedtime like some babies I could mention.

Look what you're wearing, huh?

So much pink.

Huh? So cute.

- What's all this? - Your latest mission.

Oh, for God's sake, Mary, I told you, let her get in!

Let her sit down and spend some time with her own daughter.

She doesn't need to start work straightaway, isn't that right, Gwen?

- And this is all off the A48? - Two miles outside Cowbridge.

Taking in patients from the whole of South Wales.

- It looks like old army barracks. - Closed down in 1996, reopened

two days ago. Designated an official Overflow Camp.

That's where they've taken your father.

And that's where you're going...

to get him out.

If you're here about an existing claim,

step to the right, please.

But my son is in there. They took him and no-one asked me.

Can I see him, please? He's only 17.

I've written, I've phoned. I've been standing over there for two hours

- and I was in the wrong place. - MAN: I've got money,

- 5,000 in cash... - No, no. Can I remind you all,

any cars parked by the gates of the module will be towed? No excuses.

Bloody hellfire.

What's the size of this place?

God knows. They've got patients coming in from Bristol too.

Hospitals are closing across the Southwest, cos MRSA is going crazy.

Add to that the increase in geriatrics and maternity,

the NHS is going to go bust by the end of the week.

How many camps nationwide?

35 so far. I mean, fair do's, it might be chaos, but at least it works.

Andy, don't be so thick!

- Well, it's nice to have you back - Well, think about it!

No NHS - who's paying for all this? PhiCorp.

You've got healthcare being run by private business.

And, believe me, just the start of your problems.

Now, listen, one at a time.

- He's Category 2. - I'm first, my mother's Category 1.

- I need to take my father home. - You need to get...

You need to back off. His name is Geraint Wyn Cooper.

- No-one's going out today. - Right, forget you.

Who's in charge? Who's in charge?!

Admin is over there. Complaint forms are on the desk in yellow.

- Right. - But we've been waiting over there.

- - Everyone...

Excuse me. Excuse me, Lieutenant. This won't take long.

I need to remove a patient. It's urgent.

Then you really need to speak

to one of the care workers over there. They can tell you

- how to process your claim. - It's not a claim.

I haven't bumped my car. We're talking about my father.

Sorry, if I could just, er...

The thing is, the removal of this woman's father

is being done under police authority...

- sir. - Thank you,

but we are not under the control of the Welsh police, Sergeant.

Look, his name is Geraint Wyn Cooper. He's had a heart attack,

- but he's recovering. - So he sounds like a Category 2,

which means he'll be perfectly safe in here.

If you'd care to read the definitions...

GWYN: Oh, I like that! Yeah, I'll show you definitions.

Just have a look at this.

Bloody PhiCorp logo.

Now, listen to me.

This country is not under martial law.

My father is a taxpayer and a law-abiding citizen,

and he is entitled to go home,

and I am not moving until I take him. Have you got that?!

Yes, that's perfectly clear. And I hope it's also clear

why I'm now having you arrested.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, sorry, boys.

- Come on, Gwen, I think we're leaving. - I'm not going anywhere.

Given time, we will have this facility open and happy

and running like clockwork with access for all. But right now,

we have cholera and dysentery and swine flu,

and every single patient needs immediate definition

under the three categories. So it's a lockdown.

No-one is allowed in and no-one is allowed out.

When the situation changes, we'll let you know. Thank you.

Excuse me, please. Excuse me.

Bloody categories. All the things I fought with Torchwood,

and what stops me? Red tape.

- We'll find another way, Gwen. - Yes, and I'll tell you what it is.

We're going to break in here, find my father,

and we're going to get him out... tonight.

Do you think I'm useless?

No. I think you're new to all this.

- Yeah, but I'm CIA. - So is Rex.

But he's just pretending.

And that's the big secret, Esther.

At times like these,

the game goes to the person who speaks with the loudest voice.

But pretty much everyone just wishes their mother was here.

I lost my mom back in 2003. What about you?

I don't know.

Long ago and so far away.

Jack...

Where are you from?

Rex.

Rex. Hmm. The loudest voice.

That's him.

Got to go. World to save, useless Esther.

Vera, this is Jack Harkness.

We keep meeting. It's like destiny.

Yeah, he likes to call himself Captain Jack, but I'm not buying that.

And Esther you've already met, when I got injured.

Dr Juarez, hello again.

You can call me Vera.

I was lucky to get a flight.

Everyone's coming to LA for this event tonight - the Miracle Rally?

The plane was full, and the AC was bust.

I could use a shower.

We're a bit short of room.

- That's OK. - But I suppose you two...

I mean, you're going to share... Or is that none of my business?

I mean...you're both...

Didn't you?

I'll sleep on the floor.

Yeah, thanks for nothing, man.

Sorry, my mistake. Or are you not buying that too?

Let me make one thing clear.

I didn't travel across the country for you. I came here to work.

My patients are being held behind a barbed-wire fence,

which means I need to get this miracle resolved.

And that's all I need from you. Understood?

This is my room.

I know.

And Torchwood is...go!

This is everything we've gathered so far, and we've got chases updating

every 20 seconds, tapping into major news feeds,

WikiLeaks, back-door routes into the CIA and FBI.

What about South Wales?

Yeah, I'm here. Can you see me?

Clear as daylight, Agent Cooper.

Have you seen the latest? France and Germany,

they've all started Overflow Camps.

The whole of Europe is joining in.

China's saying no to the camps, and the Pan-African Summit said yes.

You're researching morphic fields?

Yeah, that's Jack's favourite subject.

It kept getting mentioned on the medical panels.

But it's only theory.

That's Jilly Kitzinger! Are you following her?

No, we're following Oswald Danes, but she never leaves his side.

He's connected to the top, even if he doesn't know it yet.

So this name, Torchwood...

you're like...investigators?

More like freedom fighters.

That makes you sound like terrorists.

Look, Torchwood's gone, OK? It's just a name these days.

Just kind of works as a...a codeword

- to connect us, that's all. - Hmm.

So am I Torchwood now?

Welcome aboard.

Not sure if that's good or bad.

OK, let's figure out how these categories work.

- Esther. - Uh, yeah.

Uh...

Well, they've activated the categories over here.

It's officialdom gone mad. So, listen,

um ... Category 1 is bad, yes?

Yeah, that's people with no brain function,

or anyone who would normally have died. They're now officially Category 1.

Ordinary people are Category 3.

Right. That's people with no injuries, nothing. They're fine.

Then Category 2 is everyone in-between -

people who are alive and functioning with an illness or injury

that's gonna persist but not kill.

Like me.

Yes, like you.

Wait a minute, when I got hurt, I should have died.

I was Category 1.

But now I'm healing, so I'm Category 2.

- So which one am I? - Well, that's the point.

People don't fit categories.

Worse than that, this process has given the United Nations

a definition for life, which is therefore a definition of death.

The Government now has the power to decide whether you're dead or alive.

No-one should have that much control.

Yeah, but I still don't see it, though.

I mean, what does PhiCorp get out of this? How do they profit?

- You think they caused the miracle? - Well, they had advance knowledge,

but they just deal in pharmaceuticals. It's gotta be bigger than that.

So you're looking for someone behind PhiCorp?

- Right. - And whoever that is,

maybe they need these Overflow Camps for a reason,

cos I have been looking into the NORAD satellites and the building specs.

Um, sorry, I've been overlaying documents. Um...

Look, this is our nearest Overflow Camp in San Pedro.

These...are the specs that we got from the PhiCorp server.

Spot the difference? Look at the building on the plans called the module.

But where is it on the photograph?

No module.

There's a module on the plans but not on the photos. It doesn't exist.

No, hang on. I heard somebody refer to the module today.

Exactly, and that's what I've been wanting to show you.

The module's been masked. That's what they do with military installations.

Right, so I went into NORAD

and I got the undoctored photographs.

The buildings exist. Half of these are old army camps just being converted.

And now anything labelled "the module" is hidden from view

so the public can't see what's going on.

It's the same for all the sites I've checked.

Same thing in Wales too, Gwen.

- Mh-hm. - So they've taken buildings

and sealed them off out of sight? What for?

Well, they're gathering all the Category 1s.

The only question is, what are they using the bodies for?

Is it to investigate or to experiment?

Do you mean like dissections? They're dissecting people?

Vivisections. When they're alive, it's vivisections.

My father's in there.

They could be cultivating - making diseases to make more customers

using Category 1 patients like Petri dishes.

It could explain the rush to strip away their human rights.

So we need to get inside the camp to find out what those modules are.

Yeah, already on it this end.

Rhys has signed up as a driver, and I used the ID software

to get on the medical register.

So, er, Nurse Yvonne Pallister is going on the night shift.

- - San Pedro needs clerical staff.

If I can get inside the office, there's bound to be paperwork on the module.

I could get inside.

What?

If I use my position on the medical panels,

I could go to San Pedro as an inspector.

Vera, this isn't a game, OK?

Infiltration is specialised work, and this time, I'm pulling rank.

I'm the only one that can get to the heart of this Category 1 thing,

and you know why? Because I've got this.

It's this way. He's over here. His name's Rex.

He was injured after Miracle Day. We thought he'd be fine, but he collapsed.

It's OK, Rex. We've got you. So what happened?

It's just the stairs, you know? I've got this pain in my chest

that's killing me.

Where are you taking him?

We're going to have to take him to the Overflow Facility in San Pedro.

- Is that OK? - Can I come with him?

I'm sorry, sir. There's no visitors.

Here, dial this number, ask for an update.

You look after him. I love him,

that crazy old boyfriend of mine.

He's on his way.

Right, I'm going to follow. I phoned Washington and pulled a few strings.

- I've got observer status. - No, no, no.

Wait a minute. That's why we sent Rex.

I am nota member of Torchwood,

so you can't give me instructions. And I need to see that place for myself.

I was on the panels, Jack. I helped set these things up!

- Any trouble, I can help get her out. - OK,

I'm going with you. I don't know,

- I could be your...assistant. - We told you

not a chance. That assassin said that you're too connected. And besides,

you're too fragile, mortal man.

All I get is a kiss?

You look after yourself.

You're unique. You're Category Jack.

So don't you go getting into trouble.

Yes there are some heaw hitters lined up for today's Miracle Rally

to raise money for the Overflow Camps.

At 4pm, the Vice President will introduce the President

who will speak live from the Oval Office via satellite.

Then a parade of big-name guests will take the stage.

Now, Jessica MacCauley got here early from Redlands.

Tell us who you're here to see.

Oswald Danes the execution guy.

He's just been so amazing since all this happened.

But doesn't it worry you, his criminal record? The things he did?

But you can't have a Miracle Day without miracles, and that's Oswald.

He really is a miracle.

- - I think we have...

I think we have someone here.

All right, we've got you on fourth in the running order, that's 90 minutes

before the President. They wanted clear blue water between you and him,

which is understandable. Here is a first draft of what they want you to say.

The key word is "revelation". You say "revelation“,

and the PhiCorp logo comes up, and I mean massive.

- Actually, I've put "revelation" in caps. - Please, please...

Why was this written out for me?

I'd rather use my own words.

Really?

Oswald, that's sweet.

Take it.

All right.

- Oswald! Oswald! - MAN: Get up here! Hold them back!

We're walking, Eugene. Confirm Oswald Danes arriving at gate six.

- CROWD: Oswald! Oswald! Oswald! - Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you. It's very good of you to come.

It's great to be here with all of you today. Good of all of you to come.

You bastard! You bastard, Danes! You killed her!

- Go. Trouble. Go, go. Go, go, go, go. -

Go!

Yeah, it's gate six.

I didn't get the ID, but there was a TV camera, and they filmed the whole thing.

Now, get that footage. I want that footage destroyed.

Do you hear me?

No, don't tell me to keep it down. Don't you ever tell me that! You just do it!

20,000 people all here for me?

And remember, you don't know me.

Be careful out there.

You're going to have to show your ID.

Hold on. Right here, please.

Let's go. Come on through.

Thank you.

MAN: ID?

All right now. Hold on.

Go ahead.

Next!

OK, what have we got? Positive on respirations.

Positive on pulse.

- Shit, I could have told you that. - Sorry.

Procedure. That makes you Category 2, sir.

- And what's that for? - Category 2, rhymes with blue.

Negative. Negative. Category 1.

All right, go ahead and write up the chart. I'll peg her.

Wait a minute. What kind of system is that?

This woman is really sick. She needs more than just a peg.

This is standard emergency procedure,

and I have 50 patients to process in an hour.

You got a better system, you can write me a letter, OK?

What happened to Rosanna?

I don't know. They called me in from Central Office.

- My name's Esther. - Rachel.

Sorry, I don't know my way around the system yet. They told me

to copy the stats for the module.

Nothing to do with me. Ask Maloney.

Welcome, welcome.

My casa is your casa.

My name is Colin Maloney, and I'm in charge here.

- Vera Juarez. - Welcome to Medical Lot 338, Vera.

Sorry about the heat.

Suppose you take it better than me, huh?

It's fine.

Let's get started.

Yes. Uh, is the doctor on his way?

- I'm Doctor Vera Juarez. - Oh!

Oh, I'm... I thought you were...

Anywho, I'm not disappointed.

I must have done something very good

that they sent me such a beautiful woman.

I'd like to start with the module.

I'm sorry, module's closed, obviously.

You're from Washington. You should know that.

I know my inspection orders mention it specifically.

Wow, a little dynamo, aren't you? Jawohl!

Anyway, patients first, I think. Don't you?

That's always my motto. Rachel,

pull my cart around for me, would you, honey?

I had a little cart customised.

I think you'll find it easier on your feet.

Oh, look at you. You're thin as a twig!

Bet you'd snap easily.

I'm getting there, yeah.

It's, er, Rhys Williams and Nurse Pallister.

It's just like the old days.

No, it's not. It's worse. It only ever gets worse.

Mr Williams, Miss Pallister, you can head on in.

- Good luck. - OK, see you later.

- Are you OK? - Yeah. Sure took you long enough.

It's busy out there.

- Yeah. - Your friend Vera

- is keeping the boss distracted. - What? I told her to stay out of this!

Yeah, well, guess what, Rex? Not everyone listens to you.

All right, now quickly,

this makes you dead.

- All right. - I hate this.

Don't go getting sentimental on me. Did you bring the camera?

All right, great. Now you need to categorise me. Get me that red peg.

Go ahead, it's right there. Red peg.

Put it right there.

All right, here. Here.

Here, keep that in case you need to change categories.

Category 1, there's no coming back.

Don't say that. You're going to be fine.

Just find out what's inside the module. See you outside.

All right.

Excuse me.

Hello. Hi. Excuse me. This man's in the wrong place.

His chart says that he's Category 1. I double-checked with the office.

He's not supposed to be here, so we need to get him moved.

Take him to the module, OK?

OK, I found you this.

Huh?

And here's a new copy of the speech.

They've added some stuff in about a lifetime of penitence, et cetera.

I understood that I was supposed to have a dressing room.

- Did they run out? - Oh, no.

No, there's plenty of dressing rooms.

Actually, I just checked. You'd be surprised - genuinely chic.

I'd imagined this place to be all concrete.

Where's mine?

Mm, tiny little problem.

Certain other people in certain other dressing rooms,

they don't want you anywhere near them.

And we're talking serious names here.

It's a very definite ixnay on the Oswaldway.

But that's your job.

You represent me.

You get me a room!

Now, don't get angry. Careful with the bloodlust. It's showing.

- - Excuse me...?

Steve, no. I told him no.

And you know what? If that little bastard tries to charge me

one more time, so help me God, I'm going to get Ioannidis on him.

Won't be but a minute. No, no, stay here. That's an order.

MAN: Take him to the module.

I want you to meet Ralph. He's my personal escort while I'm on the lot.

- Great guy. Great guy. - Good to meet you, Doctor.

You too, Ralph.

This is my first tour,

but I think we might get some important people wanting to visit, you know?

- Mm-hm? - We've got a line on Hilary

I'm feeling really good about.

Hillary Clinton?

Duff.

Hilary Duff.

All right, this way.

Pearls before swine.

TV: to help their system and to fund research into the miracle itself

Oh, we're missing it - that Miracle Rally.

I hear rumours of Phil Collins.

This patient is being monitored every hour. That's very good.

Yes, our priority is efficiency.

If a patient is in decline, we monitor them very closely

so that we can move them to Category 1 promptly

without wasting any more resources.

Your priority is not efficiency. Your priority is care.

Everybody gets sufficient care, Miss Juarez. Did I say any different?

Category 1 is the same as dead.

You're not just downgrading someone's status if you move them

from Cat 2 to Cat 1. You're letting them die.

Well, there are new triage regulations, Doctor.

- Treat the ones that can recover. - Yes, and I started those...

- for emergency situations only. - This is an emergency.

Everything here is an emergency. We can't give everybody private rooms.

Would you like a private room...

George?

Yeah? See, they'd all love private rooms. But it's impossible.

Now, you should see the kitchens. They are gleaming.

Gwen?

Oh, my God, Dad.

I thought that was you.

How are you? How do you feel?

- All the better for seeing you. - Oh, Dad!

- What are you wearing? Pyjamas? - No, Dad.

You look good, though. It's good to see you.

Yeah, we couldn't come and visit. They wouldn't let us in.

So that's why I've come to get you, all right?

- Get me? - Yeah.

Oh, Rhys is here.

Hiya, Geraint, all right? I've got the lorry. Ready to go.

Let's go, Dad. What have you got - shoes or...or just slippers?

- Where are we going? - It's not safe here, Dad,

OK? I'm going to take you home.

What... What do you mean it's not safe?

You know all those things I used to investigate with Torchwood?

This is one of them. Haven't got time to explain now, but listen,

- you've got to come with me, Dad, OK? - Yeah. Right you are, then.

OK, that's it. That's it, as fast as we can.

That's it, all right?

- Almost there, Dad. - Easiest to have him in the cab.

Geraint, can you climb up? We'll give you a hand.

I can do that, don't worry.

- Rhys, go around and pull him up. - OK.

Are they coming? Is it safe?

Dad, don't panic now. Stay calm. I've got you.

Hurry up. People are starting to notice.

- He doesn't look good. - What? Dad?

- Gwen. - Dad? Dad?

- - Dad! We need some help, please.

I need some help! Anyone, please, I need some help!

- You're a nurse, you're a nurse. - OK, code one.

Assistance needed, please!

- Code one! I need assistance now! - Come on!

Look, he's my patient. He's already had a heart attack, all right?

Look, he's my dad, OK? He's my father.

Now I need you to look after him, please. Is it bad?

I got you. Dad?

All right, this must be the module. I'm inside.

As you can see, they...

they treat the patients like...

...like objects.

This wall is cold. I was thinking it might be brick, but...

ceramic maybe.

These people are still alive.

I'm starting to think I'm in a refrigeration unit.

A lot of these patients are injured, so I can't tell

if they've been experimented on or not.

And just for the record, this man is warm,

which feels strange in this cold place.

I'm going to go outside and see what I can find in this area.

God knows what PhiCorp is doing.

But why the hell...would they have all these bodies...in one place?

I'm sorry, where are you going?

- I want to see inside. - It's just storage!

Every time I want to see anything, you turn me away.

I'm here to inspect, so let me do my job.

Storage? This is storage?!

It's a temporary measure.

- Oh, my God. - We don't have the staff,

we don't have the money, we don't have the room.

- But who are they? - These are the ones without insurance.

Where are the nurses? Have they even been fed?!

Excuse me. I'm sorry, but how long have you been here?

Yesterday.

They said...we had to wait.

These people, they're just... They're pending.

We've a couple of glitches in the system, that's all.

I'd point out that ten days ago, I had a job in public housing.

I think I've adapted very well.

- Please, help me. - Holy shit. He's wearing red!

He's got a red peg.

But he can't be, he's conscious.

So we made a mistake. Hundreds of patients, one mistake.

That's an excellent hit rate.

You made him Category 1!

He's not 1! He's nowhere near 1!

Do you realise what happens when you make somebody 1?

I think we should step outside. We're disturbing the patients.

What else are you hiding?

Is this laundry? Are they bed sheets?

Oh, God, this place is stinking!

I think you've forgotten America's in crisis. Times like this,

somebody's got to take charge.

And in this instance, it just... happens to be me.

- You think you're doing a good job?! - I'm under budget.

You're supposed to spend the money.

Oh, for God's sake. That's why a system like this is never gonna work -

because it's always gonna be run by men like you.

Oh, so what are you gonna do, report me

I'm gonna do more than that. I'm gonna have you prosecuted.

- Oh, you're so full of it! - You're gonna be prosecuted

for causing harm to those people in your care

and you will be found guilty as charged.

I guarantee you're going to jail, you stupid little man.

I'm gonna see you inside a prison cell, you limp-dick little coward.

Ralph, come on. Come on, arrest me.

- Oh, don't be so rid... - This lady wants to arrest me.

- You going to do that? - Maybe you should both cool off.

You should do it, Dr Juarez. You're so clever.

- Come on. Come on, arrest me. - Get your hands the hell off me!

Give me the gun!

- Oh, my God! - Shut up. Both of you, shut up!

You are going away for ever! Do you hear me? You shot me!

Oh, God!

No way! Colin, that's enough now, OK?

Get someone.

Colin, think what you're going to say, OK?

Cos someone's going to hear those gunshots.

It was a door.

- It was a door. -

Hear that? Hear that, everybody? It was a door!

It was only the door!

It was the door! It was the door! It was only the door!

Get some...

Get me a car.

Ralph, help me.

Oh, man, there's blood everywhere. We can get her help.

- Colin, she's talking! - just lift her goddamn feet.

You're an accomplice. just do what I say.

- On the floor? - She's fine.

Sometimes the floor is fine.

Hey, what is this place?

OK...you take the car. I'll walk back.

- You didn't see anything, OK? - Colin,

you've just got to stop and think. This is murder!

No, it can't be. Don't you get that? It's a brand-new world, Ralph.

A world with no more death, which means there is no more murder.

Now go.

Go.

Leave me my Jacket.

Ladies and gentlemen and children of the world,

this is Los Angeles...

- - ...and this is the Miracle Rally!

Ah. OK.

You're on in five minutes. They've cut you down to 90 seconds.

But here's the new draft.

- Oh, goddamn it. - And the keyword

is still "revelation". You got that? Hm?

You've got to say "revelation".

Hm?

OK.

MAN: Miss Kitzinger?

Can I help you?

Just wanted to say you're doing a very good job.

Thank you. And you are?

Oh, this isn't about me.

You're the one being noticed.

BY Whom?

The right people.

Good.

Excellent.

We should talk.

We'll see.

He was fine.

Then I sweep in like I'm gonna solve everything. And then I cause this.

- You didn't cause anything. - He had another heart attack...

- - ...because I made him get up, Rhys,

and your phone won't stop

- bloody buzzing. - It's the supervisor.

- I'm supposed to be at work, remember? - Go! Go to work.

Don't let them give you the sack - we might still need that lorry.

Go on, I'll call you when I know something.

- I promise. - Yeah.

Excuse me.

Hi. Don't want to bother you, but the man who had a heart attack,

Geraint Cooper, he's my dad.

Sorry, your father's being reclassified. He's Category 1.

Urn...

No, no, no, I read the definitions.

- Category 1 is like death. - Well, your father is unconscious.

His heart is failing.

- But that's not Category 1. - I'm sorry. The doctor decides, not me.

Right, well, where is this doctor, because I need a word, OK?

- Because my father is not dead. - Well, you've got

till tomorrow morning, cos then we have to move him.

Those are the instructions, I'm afraid.

All Category 1 s go to the module.

- And what happens there? - Sorry, it's not my area.

Try asking admin.

Wheel him out. Store him with the rest of the Cat 1s.

I just got a call that Maloney's golf cart is sitting outside the west block.

Is he still on that tour?

I guess not.

- He called for a car. - He did?

So that woman, Dr Juarez, is she still here?

All right, I've searched the perimeter.

This place is sealed off.

There are a total of three buildings in this module.

But the capacity is small. There's no way in hell

that they'll be able to accommodate all the Category 1 patients coming in.

It's impossible.

MAN ON STAGE: I remember when I was a child, I used to dream.

I had a dream...

Mr Jack Harkness.

I could accuse you of having an obsession with me.

What happens afterwards, Oswald,

when the fever dies down

and the world wakes up to the fact that a murderer is standing centre stage?

Somewhere out there, those men are waiting for you in the dark.

I can smell them.

Their pits are soaked with sweat and bile.

But what if...

you became a hero instead?

Oh, my, so... Certainly, that would be good.

You're about to go out on stage and talk to the world

with a happy little PhiCorp speech, yeah?

But you could use this moment, Oswald.

Here's your speech.

Say those words instead.

PhiCorp knew about the miracle,

they've been ready for years. That's the proof all written down

ready for everyone to hear it.

You want my help.

I want anyone's help.

I've never dealt with anything like this.

It's way beyond me.

But you...you could expose PhiCorp live on air

and help me change the world.

We'd be partners?

- Mm. - And what would I get out of it?

End the miracle...

...then you can die.

You're cursed with intelligence.

Clever enough to know who you are and wise enough to want it to end.

You help me, and I promise...

I will help you to die.

JILLY: Oswald! Oswald, they've been looking for you. You're on in 30 seconds.

Yeah, sure. Certainly.

Do the right thing, Oswald.

I'm sorry, who are you?

- You've got one chance. Take it. - One chance for what?

What exactly did you just say to him?

Maybe you're about to find out.

Who are you?

Don't miss the speech.

One more thing, soldier.

We're ready to bring him out now.

Wait a minute, Oswald. What did that man say to you?

- Revelation. - Oswald Danes!

That's the keyword. Stick to the script, OK? Say "revelation".

Kind of hard to see.

What do I want?

That's the question.

All these years on this Earth,

what do I really want?

MAN IN CROWD: Children, you bastard!

No.

Because that's...

my curse. I'm cursed with the knowledge of that deep down in my soul, sir.

And that's my tragedy.

It's who I am. I... Wh...

MAN IN CROWD: You're a loser!

All these...

All right.

All these fancy words, they're no help to me. And these... These...

...these won't help me either.

The truth is I know what I am.

And I know what you are too.

Yes, I do.

Each and every one of you.

Because I know for certain...

what has happened to the human race.

I know, because this has happened before.

50,000 years BC.

What's called the Great Leap Forward.

Human beings suddenly...

...we started to bury our dead.

We created art and money...

...and love.

They loved. They learned to love.

We made a leap from animal...

to human. And now, right now,

in our very own lifetimes...

it has happened again.

The next Great Leap.

We have made it from animal to human...

to what?

This is the question.

After Miracle Day...

...what are we now?

I know.

This is something I know, because I am the man...

who has lost heaven for ever.

So I can feel the truth of it.

I'm telling you...

...man...has risen again!

Now he has a new name.

And his name...

...is...

...Angel.

Angel.

Angel.

Oswald! Oswald!

We are angels.

- Oswald! Oswald! -

We have been elevated.

We have been purified.

We have been given life...unending.

We are the first angels on Earth.

- - And I promise you this.

There are even those... who have been planning for this,

the agents of angels in this brand-new world.

I'm telling you right now, they stand amongst us.

Yes!

For this...is my...

revelation!

Yeah! Ha-ha!

- Oswald! Oswald! -

Holy shit!

Vera, what happened? Can you stand?

Help.

Vera, come on. I can't open it.

Rhys.

On my way back. They had me running patients to the burn centre.

Burn centre?

Yeah, that's what the driver said the modules are for -

burns victims.

All done now, though. Be there soon, OK?

You've got to get out of there. It's an oven, baby. Vera!

- Vera! -

Vera!

Vera!

Oswald! Oswald! Oswald! Oswald! Oswald...

Vera!

Oswald! Oswald...

Vera...

Oswald! Oswald! Oswald! Oswald! Oswald! Oswald!

They've built ovens.

RHYS: What do you mean?

They've built ovens all over the world.

That's what the modules are, they're ovens.

They're burning them.

The patients, they're burning them alive.

They burn people.

They burn living people.

I'm not the one who makes the rules.

This isn't a hospital. This is a concentration camp.

But what did you do?

They're never gonna find her. She's dust.

Oh, Jesus.

Tell me who's behind this.

You think I'm the epitome of evil, the devil in a three-piece suit.

But there was a Dr Juarez on the site, right?

Well, someone burned her alive.

People will stand trial for crimes against humanity.

What're you doing?

Look at me. Colin, what are you doing?

What are you doing? Don't do that.

Look at me.

Colin, look at me in my eyes. Don't do it. Don't you see? I won't die.

Come on.

They're gonna take my father to his death.

MAN: Never question a miracle.