Torchwood (2006–2011): Season 2, Episode 7 - Dead Man Walking - full transcript
Jack acquires the other Resurrection Glove to bring Owen momentarily back from the dead. However, Owen does not become fully dead again - even though his body is physically dead, some unknown force keeps him reanimated. And he's becoming less human...
Torchwood.
Outside the government,
beyond the police.
Fighting for the future
on behalf of the human race.
The 21st century
is when everything changes
and Torchwood is ready.
The time is 2 1: 30.
This is Dr Martha Jones.
Autopsy on Owen Harper.
Caucasian, age 27,
Torchwood Officer 565.
Time of death witnessed at
approximately 20: 30.
Autopsy begins.
Stop!
Nobody touches him till I get back,
is that clear?
Whoa.
It's all right.
I've been looking forward
to seeing the Captain again.
Can you see where it is?
You'll owe me a favour.
Well?
- They hid it in a church?
- No.
When the people found out
what it could do,
they built the church on top of it.
If I told you not to use it,
would you listen?
Shouldn't you know the answer to that?
I do.
That's the problem.
Jack?
Jack, what have you got?
- Oh, my God.
- You can't use it. Not after Suzie.
I'm using the glove.
I'm bringing Owen back.
Are you really going to use that
after what happened last time?
Jack, the gloves are dangerous.
At best it'll give us two minutes.
At worst, it...
Who knows what will happen?
It's not up for discussion.
I thought the glove didn't work for you.
Different glove,
different circumstances.
This time it has to work for me.
I'm not gonna give it any choice.
Okay, if you've got anything
you need to say to Owen,
now's your chance.
Owen,
it's Jack, can you hear me?
Owen, hear my voice,
get a hold of it.
Let it draw you out, pull you out!
I'm not getting any vital signs.
Owen, it's me, Jack.
He's coming, he's coming.
Oh, my God!
What happened, where am I?
Oh, God, I'm shot. He shot me!
Owen, you need to listen to me,
we don't have long.
Where am I? This isn't hospital,
this is the autopsy room.
What am I doing here, Jack? Oh, no!
- What's that? What's that?
- The resurrection glove.
We lost you, but I brought you back.
- How long have I got?
- We're at 30 seconds and counting.
Oh, no. Jesus. Really.
Okay, team, say your goodbyes. Gwen.
Gwen, no offense,
but I've only got two minutes to live.
- Tosh!
- I'm gonna miss you.
And I love you. I always have.
Owen, I need the code
for the alien morgue.
You're the only one who knows it.
- You brought me back for that? For that!
- I'm sorry.
Jack... It's 2 3 1165. Okay?
Sorry, I had to...
To help you prepare.
I know what death is,
I want you to be ready.
There's nothing, just darkness.
Two minutes.
- Jack, Jack...
- Be brave.
Owen!
I'm really gonna
need that hand back.
Owen?
Two minutes, 20.
- Look, I'm not using the glove!
- But I'm still here.
Oh, here we go again.
Maybe I cheated it somehow.
Maybe I wasn't meant to die
so I'm being kept alive.
Ah, somebody pass me my pants, please.
Whoa!
It's okay. I hate to say it,
but you'll get used to it.
No heartbeat, there's no pulse.
- Owen, you can't lead the investigation.
- Why not?
Because you're the subject of it,
and because you're dead.
Are you sure about that?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Well, I'm okay.
Look, there's electrical activity
in my brain.
That shouldn't be possible.
Well, I'm still here
and, actually, I feel amazing!
So where's the power coming from?
Suzie survived because
she was draining energy from me.
Owen could be doing the same to Jack.
I feel fine.
The Philemon Filter detects
biochemical energy.
It's how we knew Suzie
was draining Gwen.
And?
Nothing. There's no connection
between them. It's not Jack.
- I told you, I feel fine.
- So what's keeping me ticking?
I mean, the energy in my brain
must be coming from somewhere.
This glove is different
to the other one.
Maybe different gloves
do different things.
- How many are there?
- Two.
Well, they do tend to come in pairs.
We fished the first one
out of the harbor last year.
But where does it come from originally?
Good question.
No idea.
Tosh, do an analysis of the glove,
see if you can find out.
Owen, I don't need to tell you
that you're under quarantine.
You don't, and yet you still do.
- Hey.
- Oh, I woke you up, I'm sorry.
No, no, you didn't.
So, what's up?
You coming home soon?
You know, tonight, next week?
In time for our wedding?
I was only teasing.
No, it's not that, it's not that.
What's happened? What's wrong?
Are you all right? Gwen?
A tough day, a tough day.
You're kinda cute when you frown.
The energy from the glove is
spreading out through your body,
changing its composition.
If you keep this on, we should be able
to monitor changes as they happen.
You've stopped flirting with me.
I mean, it's all right. I wouldn't flirt
with me in my condition either, but...
Is it still necrophilia
if I'm conscious?
What was it like?
To die.
I don't think I should say.
Why not?
I'm not sure the living should know.
The living...
It might change the way
you live your life.
You tell me right now, Owen.
It's hard to describe,
there aren't the words for it, you know.
- It's like...
- What?
There was a light,
a tiny speck of light.
And I was rushing towards it,
like down a corridor,
then it glowed brighter and brighter,
then suddenly there were these gates,
these big pearly gates
and there was this old geezer
and he said,
- "You've been a very naughty boy."
- Idiot!
There was nothing.
Well, not that I can remember.
- Suzie said it was different.
- What did she see?
She said there was something
beyond life,
something in the darkness,
something moving...
Martha!
Martha! Martha!
Martha!
- Jack, help! I need help now!
- I don't wanna die!
- What's happening?
- He just collapsed.
- Owen, can you hear me? Calm down.
- What happened? What happened?
I was in the darkness, there was
something, something there...
- What?
- What did you see?
I don't know.
It was... waiting for me.
Come on, it's all right.
Owen's body is undergoing
some kind of transformation.
His cells aren't decaying,
they're changing.
Into what?
An energy I can't identify.
But it's growing, all the time.
He's about 40% something else.
I don't feel any different.
We need to find out where
this energy's coming from.
Presumably it's the same place
as the glove,
which judging from its atomic make-up,
isn't anywhere local.
Owen said he went somewhere
when he collapsed.
Could the energy and the glove
come from the same dark place?
What are we talking about?
Another dimension? Parallel universe?
Yes, guys, I'm still here.
Sorry.
Okay, you said there was something
in the darkness waiting for you.
- I felt it, I didn't see it.
- Where do you think you went?
Don't know.
- So, what now?
- Ianto, check internal system readings
for any dimensional anomalies
in the last hour.
- Owen?
- Will do.
What I said before,
when I thought you were dying...
I'm not dying. I'm dead.
I'm a headless chicken. I just
haven't stopped running about yet.
- Well, when I told you I...
- Yeah, you didn't mean it. I know.
You do?
Yes, I mean,
you didn't say anything before and
then suddenly I'm dying and it's like,
"I love you."
That's not love, Tosh, that's grief.
You're losing something,
so suddenly you desperately desire it.
Textbook response.
Yeah, but, Owen I... Don't go!
I'm just going to the toilet, all right?
For crying out loud.
Melkurian
abatha
duroc
minus
mill kabal.
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal.
- Have you seen Owen?
- He was with Toshiko.
The energy in him
just went off the scale.
Owen!
- Owen?
- He said he needed the loo.
Owen's digestive system's shut down.
He can't eat or drink,
so he certainly doesn't need to pee.
- He's not answering.
- He's not in the Hub.
You mean he's out there?
It's Owen, it's not like he's dangerous.
- Are you sure about that?
- Meaning?
You had the power to bring people
back to life
and you never told UNIT. Why?
- They would've wanted to use it.
- I'm on your side, Jack.
But Owen's just had a surge of energy
that we can't begin to understand.
The cells in his body are
being transformed into something else.
He's about 50% human,
and that 50% is dead.
We need to stop thinking about him
as Owen.
I'll find him.
Smile, it won't kill you.
You're gorgeous, you are.
Don't you like me?
Oh, get off me.
No blood. Brilliant.
What? What have I... Oi!
How'd you find me?
Get off me, Jack.
Do you know what you've done?
You don't care about me.
You brought me back for an alarm code!
That is not why I brought you back.
Have you any idea what it means to know
that your life is over?
That that was it!
That is Owen Harper's contribution
to the world!
You idiot!
Watch it!
Get off me, Jack, get off me!
- Be careful with him!
- Get off me, you meat head, get off!
- Now, that's enough.
- Let go of me!
- Let's calm down, shall we?
- Look, mate, I'm Torchwood.
Yeah, of course you are, and I'm MI5.
I'm Owen Harper. I work for Torchwood
on special ops.
Special ops? What's he on about?
Special needs more like it.
Come on, that's enough!
You call that number!
You speak to
Police Constable Gwen Cooper!
- I want to make a complaint!
- Enough.
You're dead.
You break your ankle, what are
the chances it'll knit back together?
You want to add a wheelchair
to your... problems?
I forgot,
my digestive system's shut down.
That alcohol I drank is
just going to sit in my stomach,
it won't go anywhere.
Can you just stick your fingers
down your throat?
I'm dead.
It's just another one of those things,
the gag reflex, lost in the process.
Hang on, hang on,
if I can just
line up my esophagus, I...
Oh!
Oh, that is the single
most disgusting thing I have ever seen,
and I know disgusting.
Ahh!
Sorry, Jack, I forgot
that goes on for a while after death.
For God's sake, let me out!
But eventually that will stop, too.
I'll fart my last fart.
God, I'm going to miss farting, and sex.
- Sex more than farting, I hope.
- You take these things for granted.
It's only when they're slipping away
you realise how amazing they are.
This could be the last time I see
these flecks or, you know,
feel these bricks underneath my hands.
"Only in suffering
do we recognise beauty."
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah! Who said that?
- Proust.
- You've read Proust?
- Yeah.
Well, no.
We dated for a while,
he was really immature.
You know, none of us know
whether to take you seriously
when you say those things.
When you've lived as long as I have,
you don't make any more up.
You've got forever.
I could have seconds.
Hardly seems fair.
It isn't.
But then forever's overrated.
Not from where I'm sitting.
If you've got forever,
you don't notice the flecks
on the concrete,
or bother to touch the bricks.
You send your friends into danger
knowing the stakes
aren't the same for you,
that you might get them killed,
while you walk away unscathed.
Then why did you bring me back? Guilt?
No. That's not why.
Then why did you?
Really.
Because I wasn't ready to
give up on you.
I guess I was hoping for a miracle.
And I still am.
Let's go home.
Torchwood. Authorization,
Harkness, Jack.
4743 17.
Jack called in. He's found Owen.
They're okay. They're coming back.
- Is he himself?
- What do you mean, himself?
I wanted to know why Owen left.
Well, actually more if he talked
to anyone about what I said,
so I checked the CCTV.
- That's a bit like stalking, Tosh.
- I know.
Only now I wish I hadn't. Look.
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal.
Oh, my God.
What is that?
There's too many of them.
They're after me,
I stole the glove from them.
Go! Go!
Oh!
They must be really pissed off with you.
Owen!
Stay here.
Owen!
Owen, get behind me.
Yeah, right.
Come on.
Owen, what the hell is going on?
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal!
- I need to know what Owen was saying.
- We all do.
This has never let us down before.
We should be able to play
the translation
through the computer speakers.
It's never done that before.
I shall walk the Earth
and my hunger
will know no bounds.
I've got a really bad feeling
about this.
You don't know the half of it.
So I'm King of the Weevils,
maybe even Weevil messiah.
But whichever way you look at it,
it ain't good.
No, it isn't,
and I think it's happened before.
Where did you get this?
I found it in an article
about Black Death,
and what you're looking at there
is some of the first images
of the Grim Reaper.
"I shall walk the Earth and
my hunger will know no bounds."
In legend,
the person who said those words
was Death himself.
But there's no such thing.
Yeah, I'm dead. I'm not Death.
There is a difference.
Does he know that?
Right, that wood carving
dates back to the 15th century,
to a small parish called St James.
When they heard about the plague,
they built a wall around the town.
Unfortunately, that didn't
prevent a little girl from dying.
So the legend goes,
the priest performs a miracle,
brings her back to life,
but she doesn't come back alone.
She brought Death with her,
and he walked amongst them.
Are we seriously gonna act on
something she's googled?
What was the name of
the priest's church?
- Yep, St Mary's.
- That's where I found the glove.
Which makes the parish of St James...
The town that 500 years later
would turn into a city called Cardiff.
What happened to the town
when Death walked amongst them?
People died. Twelve people.
Death needed 13 souls
before it had a permanent
hold on the Earth.
- How did they stop it at 12?
- It just says faith.
Owen is changing.
Who knows what that energy is?
What if it's making him
a host, a gateway?
I've been thinking there's something
in the darkness
waiting for me to finally pass over
but I've got it wrong, okay?
It's the other way around.
It's trying to get here through me.
What's this reading now?
80%.
What happens when it completes?
We fight monsters,
what happens when we turn out
to be the monsters, when I do?
Even if we have to fight you,
you're already dead.
What do we do with the dead?
Come on, what do we do?
You embalm them.
If we inject a formaldehyde solution
into my veins,
it'll petrify my neural pathways
and freeze-dry my brain.
It's the only way to be sure.
Are you sure about this?
The formaldehyde might irritate,
but the ethanol
should prevent me feeling its effect.
It's a raging carcinogen, but I
don't think I need to worry about that.
You know what I mean.
Yeah.
I can't sleep, I can't drink
and I can't shag.
And they are three of
my favourite things.
Owen!
I'm not the same, Gwen.
I came back different.
Hollow.
Like I'm missing something.
And I do not want to be like this.
Okay?
I'm ready.
Owen's at 95%.
Then let's not waste any more time.
No goodbyes.
Are you ready for the first injection?
Someone really doesn't like needles.
Lock down!
Martha, just...
Jack!
Owen, Owen, don't move.
Everyone spread out.
Where'd it go?
I think it went under the cabinet.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I think so.
Good.
It's there.
Gun!
If you destroy it,
the connection could be lost.
Now!
Oh, my God.
Martha?
- What's happened to her?
- It's the glove.
It did this to her.
Owen, help me with her.
Owen!
I will walk
the Earth
and my hunger
will know no bounds.
Police Officer. I need a medic now!
Where did it go? Owen!
So, what happened to that thing?
- It's gone.
- So it's out there?
How do you know her?
I take it you're not family.
She's a neighbour, we look in,
do her shopping,
collect her pension,
that sort of thing, you know?
Her red blood cell count is
through the floor
and she's massively dehydrated.
All of which has placed
a considerable strain on her heart.
- You've got to help her.
- We are.
But you have to accept she's, what, 80?
Just do what you can, please.
It must be Death,
because it's stolen my life.
We'll find a way to reverse this.
Last time, back when Cardiff was a town,
it killed 12 people.
- So?
- Why didn't it get to 13?
And where does this faith bit
come into it?
- Ianto, we need answers.
- I'm on it.
Owen, I want you back at the Hub.
You're not safe.
Jack, I'm free of it, I promise you,
and I'm useful, I'm useful here.
When it came though me, I felt it.
I know what it is,
I know what it wants, it's "duroc".
- And what is that?
- Hunger.
Where do we look for it?
Where do we even start to look for it?
We won't have to go far. It's here.
- Why would it follow us here?
- I'm not sure it did.
Maybe it senses the near-dead.
If you were Death,
wouldn't you target a hospital?
This is Captain Jack Harkness,
Torchwood.
You need to evacuate St Helen's
Hospital, Cardiff, immediately.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is Torchwood,
if you can move as quickly
and as safely as possible
to your nearest exit, thank you.
Can I have a hand in here, please?
All right, wake up! Dressing gowns on!
It's not a drill.
Can you listen to me carefully, please?
Ladies and gentlemen,
this is not a drill.
Please make your way to
the assembly point in car park one.
Ianto, I need you to crack into
the hospital communication system.
Already done it.
They've got multiple
code fours in intensive care.
- Which floor is that?
- Sixth.
- What's a code four?
- Heart attack.
We need to do a body count.
Let me know if we get to 12.
- Have you seen Jamie?
- No.
I'll catch you up.
Jamie?
Jamie, is that you under there?
Owen, Tosh, we're on the sixth floor.
There's fatalities. Seven of them.
I'm hearing of a fatality
during a routine operation.
Let's count that as eight.
That leaves five to go.
- Oh.
- What?
There's five of us.
Jack, if it was last seen on the sixth,
did it go up or down from there?
Most of the upper floors are evacuated,
so if it's still hungry,
I would guess that it's gonna...
We're on the eighth,
we'll make our way down.
Jack, we still have no idea what to do
if we find it.
- Ianto?
- I have searched for the phrase,
"I shall walk the Earth and
my hunger will know no bounds,"
but I keep getting redirected to
Weight Watchers.
It was a medical journal.
History of medicine.
Try under Tavistock or Welcome.
We're on the seventh floor.
It's here, I can feel it.
Owen, you're scaring me.
I'm not exactly reassuring myself.
Come on.
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal.
Take my hand.
Come on!
I'm getting reports of
12 people dead.
- So?
- The legend says,
when Death took 13 souls,
its power would be unstoppable.
It would roam the Earth forever, Jack.
It only needs to kill once more.
If it's 12, we're running out of time.
I think we lost it.
Maybe not.
If I can access the correct frequency...
- What's your name?
- Jamie Burton.
Right, Jamie, I'm Owen, this is Toshiko,
we're going to get you
out of here, mate.
- What are you in here for?
- Leukemia.
Jamie, you're going to be fine,
I'll have this door open in a second.
Jamie,
they got you in for
a round of chemo, have they?
Had that, it didn't work.
So why are you here?
They're trying to make me have it again.
It didn't work, though,
the cancer just comes back,
just makes my hair fall out.
I'm gonna die.
I might as well do it with eyebrows.
Ianto, what have we got?
Back in 1479, the priest discovered
that Death needed 13 souls
to walk the Earth for eternity.
He stopped Death at 12.
- It was Faith.
- I know!
No, the little girl that died
and was brought back to life.
Her name was Faith. She stopped it.
- What... How?
- It doesn't say.
Faith didn't have anything to lose,
she was already dead.
Jamie.
Jamie, you're scared, of course you are.
The last lot of chemo didn't work
and you can't bear the thought of
going through all that pain again,
and I understand that, mate,
I really do.
But let me tell you
that not everyone dies of this disease
and the ones with the best chance
of making it
are the ones who believe
that they can beat death.
And sometimes,
just sometimes, you can.
So watch and learn, Jamie Burton.
Watch what?
Watch me beat Death.
- Come on!
- Okay, go! Come on, Jamie.
Take him, okay?
Owen.
I am not leaving you
to face that thing on your own.
I know what to do.
- You don't know what we're dealing with.
- Tosh...
Oh, you're so going to hate me for this.
Owen! Owen, no! Open the door!
What the hell are you doing?
Owen! Owen...
How long?
How long can you last here
with only 12 victims?
There's nothing here for you!
Owen Harper's soul
has left the building.
There's nobody here but us dead men.
- No! Owen!
- Owen!
What else have you got?
What else can you do to the dead?
Jack! Jack!
Jack!
Owen!
- Owen!
- Owen!
Is that all you've got?
Finish!
Owen!
Jack.
Jack?
Gwen?
Anyone.
So tell me, Doctor, is it worth
starting War and Peace?
I'm sorry that you got hurt.
That I got you hurt.
It's not me that I'm worried about.
You soaked up
a colossal amount of energy, but
- it's dissipating now.
- That doesn't sound good.
I don't know anything
about its properties. None of us do.
It could take 30 years for it
to die out completely.
Or 30 minutes.
Jack.
People died because you brought me back.
Well, we owe them, you and me.
I'm still a doctor,
let's put me to work.
See if we can't even that score.
We'll see.
Did he really beat Death?
Ah, you can never really beat Death,
never escape it.
It's always in the shadows, waiting.
So what do we do now?
My name is Dr Owen Harper.
Torchwood Officer 565,
I am relieving you of your position.
- What's wrong with you?
- Three days ago, I died.
I am broken, Tosh.
And they think I'm fine.
- What the hell are you?
- But they're wrong.
Parker's house, there's an energy spike
coming from it.
- And they're getting bigger.
- Phew!
Well, okay, we need to get in there.
- But then there's these...
- Heat sensors.
- How do we get past them?
- I'm literally too cool for school.
You're Torchwood, yeah?
And I'm having one hell of a day.
Outside the government,
beyond the police.
Fighting for the future
on behalf of the human race.
The 21st century
is when everything changes
and Torchwood is ready.
The time is 2 1: 30.
This is Dr Martha Jones.
Autopsy on Owen Harper.
Caucasian, age 27,
Torchwood Officer 565.
Time of death witnessed at
approximately 20: 30.
Autopsy begins.
Stop!
Nobody touches him till I get back,
is that clear?
Whoa.
It's all right.
I've been looking forward
to seeing the Captain again.
Can you see where it is?
You'll owe me a favour.
Well?
- They hid it in a church?
- No.
When the people found out
what it could do,
they built the church on top of it.
If I told you not to use it,
would you listen?
Shouldn't you know the answer to that?
I do.
That's the problem.
Jack?
Jack, what have you got?
- Oh, my God.
- You can't use it. Not after Suzie.
I'm using the glove.
I'm bringing Owen back.
Are you really going to use that
after what happened last time?
Jack, the gloves are dangerous.
At best it'll give us two minutes.
At worst, it...
Who knows what will happen?
It's not up for discussion.
I thought the glove didn't work for you.
Different glove,
different circumstances.
This time it has to work for me.
I'm not gonna give it any choice.
Okay, if you've got anything
you need to say to Owen,
now's your chance.
Owen,
it's Jack, can you hear me?
Owen, hear my voice,
get a hold of it.
Let it draw you out, pull you out!
I'm not getting any vital signs.
Owen, it's me, Jack.
He's coming, he's coming.
Oh, my God!
What happened, where am I?
Oh, God, I'm shot. He shot me!
Owen, you need to listen to me,
we don't have long.
Where am I? This isn't hospital,
this is the autopsy room.
What am I doing here, Jack? Oh, no!
- What's that? What's that?
- The resurrection glove.
We lost you, but I brought you back.
- How long have I got?
- We're at 30 seconds and counting.
Oh, no. Jesus. Really.
Okay, team, say your goodbyes. Gwen.
Gwen, no offense,
but I've only got two minutes to live.
- Tosh!
- I'm gonna miss you.
And I love you. I always have.
Owen, I need the code
for the alien morgue.
You're the only one who knows it.
- You brought me back for that? For that!
- I'm sorry.
Jack... It's 2 3 1165. Okay?
Sorry, I had to...
To help you prepare.
I know what death is,
I want you to be ready.
There's nothing, just darkness.
Two minutes.
- Jack, Jack...
- Be brave.
Owen!
I'm really gonna
need that hand back.
Owen?
Two minutes, 20.
- Look, I'm not using the glove!
- But I'm still here.
Oh, here we go again.
Maybe I cheated it somehow.
Maybe I wasn't meant to die
so I'm being kept alive.
Ah, somebody pass me my pants, please.
Whoa!
It's okay. I hate to say it,
but you'll get used to it.
No heartbeat, there's no pulse.
- Owen, you can't lead the investigation.
- Why not?
Because you're the subject of it,
and because you're dead.
Are you sure about that?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Well, I'm okay.
Look, there's electrical activity
in my brain.
That shouldn't be possible.
Well, I'm still here
and, actually, I feel amazing!
So where's the power coming from?
Suzie survived because
she was draining energy from me.
Owen could be doing the same to Jack.
I feel fine.
The Philemon Filter detects
biochemical energy.
It's how we knew Suzie
was draining Gwen.
And?
Nothing. There's no connection
between them. It's not Jack.
- I told you, I feel fine.
- So what's keeping me ticking?
I mean, the energy in my brain
must be coming from somewhere.
This glove is different
to the other one.
Maybe different gloves
do different things.
- How many are there?
- Two.
Well, they do tend to come in pairs.
We fished the first one
out of the harbor last year.
But where does it come from originally?
Good question.
No idea.
Tosh, do an analysis of the glove,
see if you can find out.
Owen, I don't need to tell you
that you're under quarantine.
You don't, and yet you still do.
- Hey.
- Oh, I woke you up, I'm sorry.
No, no, you didn't.
So, what's up?
You coming home soon?
You know, tonight, next week?
In time for our wedding?
I was only teasing.
No, it's not that, it's not that.
What's happened? What's wrong?
Are you all right? Gwen?
A tough day, a tough day.
You're kinda cute when you frown.
The energy from the glove is
spreading out through your body,
changing its composition.
If you keep this on, we should be able
to monitor changes as they happen.
You've stopped flirting with me.
I mean, it's all right. I wouldn't flirt
with me in my condition either, but...
Is it still necrophilia
if I'm conscious?
What was it like?
To die.
I don't think I should say.
Why not?
I'm not sure the living should know.
The living...
It might change the way
you live your life.
You tell me right now, Owen.
It's hard to describe,
there aren't the words for it, you know.
- It's like...
- What?
There was a light,
a tiny speck of light.
And I was rushing towards it,
like down a corridor,
then it glowed brighter and brighter,
then suddenly there were these gates,
these big pearly gates
and there was this old geezer
and he said,
- "You've been a very naughty boy."
- Idiot!
There was nothing.
Well, not that I can remember.
- Suzie said it was different.
- What did she see?
She said there was something
beyond life,
something in the darkness,
something moving...
Martha!
Martha! Martha!
Martha!
- Jack, help! I need help now!
- I don't wanna die!
- What's happening?
- He just collapsed.
- Owen, can you hear me? Calm down.
- What happened? What happened?
I was in the darkness, there was
something, something there...
- What?
- What did you see?
I don't know.
It was... waiting for me.
Come on, it's all right.
Owen's body is undergoing
some kind of transformation.
His cells aren't decaying,
they're changing.
Into what?
An energy I can't identify.
But it's growing, all the time.
He's about 40% something else.
I don't feel any different.
We need to find out where
this energy's coming from.
Presumably it's the same place
as the glove,
which judging from its atomic make-up,
isn't anywhere local.
Owen said he went somewhere
when he collapsed.
Could the energy and the glove
come from the same dark place?
What are we talking about?
Another dimension? Parallel universe?
Yes, guys, I'm still here.
Sorry.
Okay, you said there was something
in the darkness waiting for you.
- I felt it, I didn't see it.
- Where do you think you went?
Don't know.
- So, what now?
- Ianto, check internal system readings
for any dimensional anomalies
in the last hour.
- Owen?
- Will do.
What I said before,
when I thought you were dying...
I'm not dying. I'm dead.
I'm a headless chicken. I just
haven't stopped running about yet.
- Well, when I told you I...
- Yeah, you didn't mean it. I know.
You do?
Yes, I mean,
you didn't say anything before and
then suddenly I'm dying and it's like,
"I love you."
That's not love, Tosh, that's grief.
You're losing something,
so suddenly you desperately desire it.
Textbook response.
Yeah, but, Owen I... Don't go!
I'm just going to the toilet, all right?
For crying out loud.
Melkurian
abatha
duroc
minus
mill kabal.
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal.
- Have you seen Owen?
- He was with Toshiko.
The energy in him
just went off the scale.
Owen!
- Owen?
- He said he needed the loo.
Owen's digestive system's shut down.
He can't eat or drink,
so he certainly doesn't need to pee.
- He's not answering.
- He's not in the Hub.
You mean he's out there?
It's Owen, it's not like he's dangerous.
- Are you sure about that?
- Meaning?
You had the power to bring people
back to life
and you never told UNIT. Why?
- They would've wanted to use it.
- I'm on your side, Jack.
But Owen's just had a surge of energy
that we can't begin to understand.
The cells in his body are
being transformed into something else.
He's about 50% human,
and that 50% is dead.
We need to stop thinking about him
as Owen.
I'll find him.
Smile, it won't kill you.
You're gorgeous, you are.
Don't you like me?
Oh, get off me.
No blood. Brilliant.
What? What have I... Oi!
How'd you find me?
Get off me, Jack.
Do you know what you've done?
You don't care about me.
You brought me back for an alarm code!
That is not why I brought you back.
Have you any idea what it means to know
that your life is over?
That that was it!
That is Owen Harper's contribution
to the world!
You idiot!
Watch it!
Get off me, Jack, get off me!
- Be careful with him!
- Get off me, you meat head, get off!
- Now, that's enough.
- Let go of me!
- Let's calm down, shall we?
- Look, mate, I'm Torchwood.
Yeah, of course you are, and I'm MI5.
I'm Owen Harper. I work for Torchwood
on special ops.
Special ops? What's he on about?
Special needs more like it.
Come on, that's enough!
You call that number!
You speak to
Police Constable Gwen Cooper!
- I want to make a complaint!
- Enough.
You're dead.
You break your ankle, what are
the chances it'll knit back together?
You want to add a wheelchair
to your... problems?
I forgot,
my digestive system's shut down.
That alcohol I drank is
just going to sit in my stomach,
it won't go anywhere.
Can you just stick your fingers
down your throat?
I'm dead.
It's just another one of those things,
the gag reflex, lost in the process.
Hang on, hang on,
if I can just
line up my esophagus, I...
Oh!
Oh, that is the single
most disgusting thing I have ever seen,
and I know disgusting.
Ahh!
Sorry, Jack, I forgot
that goes on for a while after death.
For God's sake, let me out!
But eventually that will stop, too.
I'll fart my last fart.
God, I'm going to miss farting, and sex.
- Sex more than farting, I hope.
- You take these things for granted.
It's only when they're slipping away
you realise how amazing they are.
This could be the last time I see
these flecks or, you know,
feel these bricks underneath my hands.
"Only in suffering
do we recognise beauty."
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah! Who said that?
- Proust.
- You've read Proust?
- Yeah.
Well, no.
We dated for a while,
he was really immature.
You know, none of us know
whether to take you seriously
when you say those things.
When you've lived as long as I have,
you don't make any more up.
You've got forever.
I could have seconds.
Hardly seems fair.
It isn't.
But then forever's overrated.
Not from where I'm sitting.
If you've got forever,
you don't notice the flecks
on the concrete,
or bother to touch the bricks.
You send your friends into danger
knowing the stakes
aren't the same for you,
that you might get them killed,
while you walk away unscathed.
Then why did you bring me back? Guilt?
No. That's not why.
Then why did you?
Really.
Because I wasn't ready to
give up on you.
I guess I was hoping for a miracle.
And I still am.
Let's go home.
Torchwood. Authorization,
Harkness, Jack.
4743 17.
Jack called in. He's found Owen.
They're okay. They're coming back.
- Is he himself?
- What do you mean, himself?
I wanted to know why Owen left.
Well, actually more if he talked
to anyone about what I said,
so I checked the CCTV.
- That's a bit like stalking, Tosh.
- I know.
Only now I wish I hadn't. Look.
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal.
Oh, my God.
What is that?
There's too many of them.
They're after me,
I stole the glove from them.
Go! Go!
Oh!
They must be really pissed off with you.
Owen!
Stay here.
Owen!
Owen, get behind me.
Yeah, right.
Come on.
Owen, what the hell is going on?
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal!
- I need to know what Owen was saying.
- We all do.
This has never let us down before.
We should be able to play
the translation
through the computer speakers.
It's never done that before.
I shall walk the Earth
and my hunger
will know no bounds.
I've got a really bad feeling
about this.
You don't know the half of it.
So I'm King of the Weevils,
maybe even Weevil messiah.
But whichever way you look at it,
it ain't good.
No, it isn't,
and I think it's happened before.
Where did you get this?
I found it in an article
about Black Death,
and what you're looking at there
is some of the first images
of the Grim Reaper.
"I shall walk the Earth and
my hunger will know no bounds."
In legend,
the person who said those words
was Death himself.
But there's no such thing.
Yeah, I'm dead. I'm not Death.
There is a difference.
Does he know that?
Right, that wood carving
dates back to the 15th century,
to a small parish called St James.
When they heard about the plague,
they built a wall around the town.
Unfortunately, that didn't
prevent a little girl from dying.
So the legend goes,
the priest performs a miracle,
brings her back to life,
but she doesn't come back alone.
She brought Death with her,
and he walked amongst them.
Are we seriously gonna act on
something she's googled?
What was the name of
the priest's church?
- Yep, St Mary's.
- That's where I found the glove.
Which makes the parish of St James...
The town that 500 years later
would turn into a city called Cardiff.
What happened to the town
when Death walked amongst them?
People died. Twelve people.
Death needed 13 souls
before it had a permanent
hold on the Earth.
- How did they stop it at 12?
- It just says faith.
Owen is changing.
Who knows what that energy is?
What if it's making him
a host, a gateway?
I've been thinking there's something
in the darkness
waiting for me to finally pass over
but I've got it wrong, okay?
It's the other way around.
It's trying to get here through me.
What's this reading now?
80%.
What happens when it completes?
We fight monsters,
what happens when we turn out
to be the monsters, when I do?
Even if we have to fight you,
you're already dead.
What do we do with the dead?
Come on, what do we do?
You embalm them.
If we inject a formaldehyde solution
into my veins,
it'll petrify my neural pathways
and freeze-dry my brain.
It's the only way to be sure.
Are you sure about this?
The formaldehyde might irritate,
but the ethanol
should prevent me feeling its effect.
It's a raging carcinogen, but I
don't think I need to worry about that.
You know what I mean.
Yeah.
I can't sleep, I can't drink
and I can't shag.
And they are three of
my favourite things.
Owen!
I'm not the same, Gwen.
I came back different.
Hollow.
Like I'm missing something.
And I do not want to be like this.
Okay?
I'm ready.
Owen's at 95%.
Then let's not waste any more time.
No goodbyes.
Are you ready for the first injection?
Someone really doesn't like needles.
Lock down!
Martha, just...
Jack!
Owen, Owen, don't move.
Everyone spread out.
Where'd it go?
I think it went under the cabinet.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I think so.
Good.
It's there.
Gun!
If you destroy it,
the connection could be lost.
Now!
Oh, my God.
Martha?
- What's happened to her?
- It's the glove.
It did this to her.
Owen, help me with her.
Owen!
I will walk
the Earth
and my hunger
will know no bounds.
Police Officer. I need a medic now!
Where did it go? Owen!
So, what happened to that thing?
- It's gone.
- So it's out there?
How do you know her?
I take it you're not family.
She's a neighbour, we look in,
do her shopping,
collect her pension,
that sort of thing, you know?
Her red blood cell count is
through the floor
and she's massively dehydrated.
All of which has placed
a considerable strain on her heart.
- You've got to help her.
- We are.
But you have to accept she's, what, 80?
Just do what you can, please.
It must be Death,
because it's stolen my life.
We'll find a way to reverse this.
Last time, back when Cardiff was a town,
it killed 12 people.
- So?
- Why didn't it get to 13?
And where does this faith bit
come into it?
- Ianto, we need answers.
- I'm on it.
Owen, I want you back at the Hub.
You're not safe.
Jack, I'm free of it, I promise you,
and I'm useful, I'm useful here.
When it came though me, I felt it.
I know what it is,
I know what it wants, it's "duroc".
- And what is that?
- Hunger.
Where do we look for it?
Where do we even start to look for it?
We won't have to go far. It's here.
- Why would it follow us here?
- I'm not sure it did.
Maybe it senses the near-dead.
If you were Death,
wouldn't you target a hospital?
This is Captain Jack Harkness,
Torchwood.
You need to evacuate St Helen's
Hospital, Cardiff, immediately.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is Torchwood,
if you can move as quickly
and as safely as possible
to your nearest exit, thank you.
Can I have a hand in here, please?
All right, wake up! Dressing gowns on!
It's not a drill.
Can you listen to me carefully, please?
Ladies and gentlemen,
this is not a drill.
Please make your way to
the assembly point in car park one.
Ianto, I need you to crack into
the hospital communication system.
Already done it.
They've got multiple
code fours in intensive care.
- Which floor is that?
- Sixth.
- What's a code four?
- Heart attack.
We need to do a body count.
Let me know if we get to 12.
- Have you seen Jamie?
- No.
I'll catch you up.
Jamie?
Jamie, is that you under there?
Owen, Tosh, we're on the sixth floor.
There's fatalities. Seven of them.
I'm hearing of a fatality
during a routine operation.
Let's count that as eight.
That leaves five to go.
- Oh.
- What?
There's five of us.
Jack, if it was last seen on the sixth,
did it go up or down from there?
Most of the upper floors are evacuated,
so if it's still hungry,
I would guess that it's gonna...
We're on the eighth,
we'll make our way down.
Jack, we still have no idea what to do
if we find it.
- Ianto?
- I have searched for the phrase,
"I shall walk the Earth and
my hunger will know no bounds,"
but I keep getting redirected to
Weight Watchers.
It was a medical journal.
History of medicine.
Try under Tavistock or Welcome.
We're on the seventh floor.
It's here, I can feel it.
Owen, you're scaring me.
I'm not exactly reassuring myself.
Come on.
Melkurian abatha
duroc minus
mill kabal.
Take my hand.
Come on!
I'm getting reports of
12 people dead.
- So?
- The legend says,
when Death took 13 souls,
its power would be unstoppable.
It would roam the Earth forever, Jack.
It only needs to kill once more.
If it's 12, we're running out of time.
I think we lost it.
Maybe not.
If I can access the correct frequency...
- What's your name?
- Jamie Burton.
Right, Jamie, I'm Owen, this is Toshiko,
we're going to get you
out of here, mate.
- What are you in here for?
- Leukemia.
Jamie, you're going to be fine,
I'll have this door open in a second.
Jamie,
they got you in for
a round of chemo, have they?
Had that, it didn't work.
So why are you here?
They're trying to make me have it again.
It didn't work, though,
the cancer just comes back,
just makes my hair fall out.
I'm gonna die.
I might as well do it with eyebrows.
Ianto, what have we got?
Back in 1479, the priest discovered
that Death needed 13 souls
to walk the Earth for eternity.
He stopped Death at 12.
- It was Faith.
- I know!
No, the little girl that died
and was brought back to life.
Her name was Faith. She stopped it.
- What... How?
- It doesn't say.
Faith didn't have anything to lose,
she was already dead.
Jamie.
Jamie, you're scared, of course you are.
The last lot of chemo didn't work
and you can't bear the thought of
going through all that pain again,
and I understand that, mate,
I really do.
But let me tell you
that not everyone dies of this disease
and the ones with the best chance
of making it
are the ones who believe
that they can beat death.
And sometimes,
just sometimes, you can.
So watch and learn, Jamie Burton.
Watch what?
Watch me beat Death.
- Come on!
- Okay, go! Come on, Jamie.
Take him, okay?
Owen.
I am not leaving you
to face that thing on your own.
I know what to do.
- You don't know what we're dealing with.
- Tosh...
Oh, you're so going to hate me for this.
Owen! Owen, no! Open the door!
What the hell are you doing?
Owen! Owen...
How long?
How long can you last here
with only 12 victims?
There's nothing here for you!
Owen Harper's soul
has left the building.
There's nobody here but us dead men.
- No! Owen!
- Owen!
What else have you got?
What else can you do to the dead?
Jack! Jack!
Jack!
Owen!
- Owen!
- Owen!
Is that all you've got?
Finish!
Owen!
Jack.
Jack?
Gwen?
Anyone.
So tell me, Doctor, is it worth
starting War and Peace?
I'm sorry that you got hurt.
That I got you hurt.
It's not me that I'm worried about.
You soaked up
a colossal amount of energy, but
- it's dissipating now.
- That doesn't sound good.
I don't know anything
about its properties. None of us do.
It could take 30 years for it
to die out completely.
Or 30 minutes.
Jack.
People died because you brought me back.
Well, we owe them, you and me.
I'm still a doctor,
let's put me to work.
See if we can't even that score.
We'll see.
Did he really beat Death?
Ah, you can never really beat Death,
never escape it.
It's always in the shadows, waiting.
So what do we do now?
My name is Dr Owen Harper.
Torchwood Officer 565,
I am relieving you of your position.
- What's wrong with you?
- Three days ago, I died.
I am broken, Tosh.
And they think I'm fine.
- What the hell are you?
- But they're wrong.
Parker's house, there's an energy spike
coming from it.
- And they're getting bigger.
- Phew!
Well, okay, we need to get in there.
- But then there's these...
- Heat sensors.
- How do we get past them?
- I'm literally too cool for school.
You're Torchwood, yeah?
And I'm having one hell of a day.