Torchwood (2006–2011): Season 4, Episode 5 - Miracle Day: The Categories of Life - full transcript

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 email?
Sorry, those are done.

Those are done?
How, how are they done?

The report was sent
to Congress today.

The H.H.S. Secretary took it
directly to the President.

Now that categories
have been finalized

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.

[ Theme music playing ]
[ Beeping ]

♪ "Torchwood: Miracle Day
The Better Man" ♪

And today the 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
categorization is 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 underway
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.

That'll be a pleasure.

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

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

Mwah.

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

No one.
I left her with petrol

and a cigarette lighter.

- Your mom's there, isn't she?
- Oh great.

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

Oh, that's it, I get it.

They do things better
in America, don't they?

Not everything,
Mr. Sloane.

Gwen:
Well, hello there.

Look at you.

Look at you.
Have you been good?

Have you missed your mom?

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.

So cute.

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

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?

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

It's 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 here.

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.

- I've got money. 5,000 in cash.
- No 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 'cause M.R.S.A. is going crazy.

Add to that the increase
in geriatrics and maternity,

the N.H.S. is gonna 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.
- It's nice to have you back.

Well, think about it.

No N.H.S.,
who's paying for all this?

PhiCorp. You've got health care
being run by private business.

And believe me, that's 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 in the queue.
- 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.

Excuse me.
Excuse me, Lieutenant.

This won't take long.
I need to move 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...

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...

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.

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 now, Gwen. I think we're leaving.
- 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 gonna break in here.

We're gonna find my father and
we're gonna get him out tonight.

- Do you think I'm useless?
- No.

I think you're new to all this.

- Yeah, but I'm C.I.A.
- So is Rex.

But he's just pretending.

And that's the big secret,
Esther.

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 L.A. for this
event tonight. The miracle rally.

The plane was full
and the A.C. was bust.

I could use a shower.

- We're a bit short of room.
- That's okay.

But I suppose you two...

I mean, you're gonna 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.

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
newsfeeds, WikiLeaks,

backdoor routes into
the C.I.A. and F.B.I.

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 have 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
favorite 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, okay?
It's just a name these days.

Just kind of works
as a codeword

to connect us, that's all.

So am I Torchwood now?

Welcome aboard.

Not sure if that's good or bad.

Okay, 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,
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?

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?

They had advance knowledge.
But they just deal in pharmaceuticals.

It's got to 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.

'Cause I have been looking
into the NORAD satellites

and the building specs.
Um, sorry.

I've been overlaying documents.

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 instillations.

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 labeled
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.

- The same thing in Wales too, Gwen.
- Mm-hmm.

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 on this end.

Rhys has signed up as a driver
and I used the I.D. software

to get on the medical register.

So 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, okay?

Infiltration is specialized 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 is Rex.
He was injured after Miracle Day.

We thought he'd be fine
but he collapsed.

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

It's the stairs, you know?

I've got this pain in
my chest that's killing me.

Where are you taking him?

We're gonna have to take him to the
overflow facility in San Pedro.

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

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

Here, dial this number
and 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 gonna 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 not a 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.

Okay, 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 heavy hitters
lined up for today's miracle rally

to raise money
for the Overflow Camps.

At 4:00 pm 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.

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 someone.
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.

Now here is a first draft
of what they want you to say.

Now the key word
is "Revelation."

You say revelation and the
PhiCorp logo comes up.

And I mean massive. Actually,
I've put revelation in all caps.

Why has this been written?
Why was this written out for me?

- I'd rather use my own words.
- Oh really?

Oswald, that's sweet.
Take it.

Oswald! Oswald!

Get up here.
Hold them back.

And we're walking, Eugene.
Confirm Oswald Danes arriving at gate 6.

Oswald!
Oswald!

Thank you.

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

Yes, it's great to be here
with all of you today.

Good of all you to come.

You bastard!

You bastard, Danes!
You killed her!

Go. Trouble. Go go. Go go go go.

Everybody back up.

Everybody back up now!
Get back right now!

Yeah, it's gate 6.

I didn't get the I.D.
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 gonna have
to show your I.D.

Hold on.
Right here, please.

Let's go, keep moving.
Pull them through.

Open please.

Thank you.
Go ahead.

I.D.

All right, ma'am.
Hold on.

Go ahead.
Next.

Okay, 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. Okay, go ahead and write
up the chart and 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 an hour.

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

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? Ja wohl.

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 customized.

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

Look at you.
You're thin as a twig.

Bet you'd snap easily.

I'm getting there, yeah.

It's Rhys Williams
and Nurse Pallister.

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.
- Okay, see you later.

- You okay?
- Yeah. Sure took you long enough.

- It's busy out there.
- Yeah.

You 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 categorize me.
Get me that red peg.

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

Put it right there.
All right, here.

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

Category 1, there's no
coming back.

Don't say that.
You're gonna 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, okay?

Okay, 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?

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.
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 gonna
get Ioannidis on him.

Won't be but a minute.

No no, stay here.
That's an order.

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-hmm.

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.

To help their system and to fund
research into the miracle itself.

Oh, we're missing it,
that miracle rally.

I hear rumors 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 who can recover.

Yes, and I started those
for emergency situations only.

Well, 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?
Pajamas?

No, Dad.

You look good though.

It's good to see you.

We couldn't come to 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 just slippers?

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

- I'm gonna take you home.
- 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 the time to explain now.

But listen, you've got to
come with me, Dad, okay?

Yeah, right you are then.

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

- Good girl.
- That's it.

All right?

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

What do you think, 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.
- Okay.

Are they coming?
Is it safe?

Dad, don't panic now.
Try to stay calm.

I've got you.
Hurry up.

People are starting to notice.

- It's okay.
- Dad.

- He doesn't look good.
- What?

- Dad? Dad?
- Gwen.

Dad?

Dad!
We need some help, please.

I need some help.
Anyone, please, I need some help.

- You're a nurse.
- Code 1... assistance needed, please.

- Code 1! I need assistance now!
- Come on!

He's my patient.
He's already had a heart attack.

Look, he's my dad, okay?
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 gonna 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 got a couple glitches
in the system, that's all.

I'd point out that 10 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 conscious.

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

That's an excellent hit rate.

But you made him Category 1.

He's not 1.
He's nowhere near 1.

Do you realize 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 my 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.

So what are you gonna do?
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 gonna 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 forever!
Do you hear me?

You shot me!

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

Get someone.

Colin, think what
you're gonna say, okay?

'Cause someone's gonna
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?

Okay, take the car.

I'll walk back.
You didn't see anything, okay?

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.

Whoo!

Ah.
Okay.

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

- But here's the new draft.
- Oh, God damn it.

And the keyword is still revelation.
You got that?

Hmm?

You've got to say revelation.

Okay.

Miss Kitzinger.

Can I help you?

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

Thank you.

And you are?

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.

Excuse me.
Hi.

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

Geraint Cooper, he my dad.

Sorry, your father's
being reclassified.

- He's Category 1.
- Um...

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.

Where is this doctor?
Because I need a word.

Okay? Because my father
is not dead.

Well, you've got till tomorrow morning
'cause then we have to move him.

Those are the instructions, I'm afraid.
All Category 1s 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.

Mr. Jack Harkness.

I could accuse you

of having an obsession with me.

What happens afterward, Oswald,

when the fever dies down
and the world wakes up

to the fact that a murderer
is standing center 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, yeah.

Certainly that would be good.

You're about to go out onstage

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?
- Mmm.

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.

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.

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?

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.

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 B.C.

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 forever.

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.

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 ha!

Oswald!
Oswald!

Oh my God.

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 center.

Burn center?

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

Burn victims.
All done now though.

Be there soon, okay?

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

Vera!

Vera!
Vera!

No!

Oswald! Oswald!

Vera!

Vera.

They've built ovens.

What do you mean?

They 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.

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