Jack, Ianto, Owen, and Tosh track aliens to a building in the middle of nowhere. As they notify Gwen by radio to meet them, Tosh confirms the alien energy patterns don't match one they've seen before. They split up and Tosh and Jack detect one creature at either end of the building. As they split up, Owen and Ianto cover the other end. Each member finds an explosive device that goes off just as they find them...Read the full recap
(pulling a bottle out of his gut)
Jack: Ladies! Torso of steel, a shilling a feel. Any takers?
Jack: Silent types? That's okay. I used to date a guy with no mouth. Surprisingly creative.
Jack: Hey, when you joked about the millennium bug, I didn't realise it was gonna have 18 legs stacked with poison. Anyone home? Hey! You know you're supposed to party like it's... (finds his teammates dead) Alex?
Alex: Jack! Just in time.
Jack: Alex? What happened? Who did this?
Jack: What? Why?
Alex: We got it wrong, Jack. We thought we could control the stuff we found. And what's it brought us? So much death.
Jack: What happened to them?
Alex: It's good you're here. Always did have great timing. This place, it's yours. Torchwood Three. Mmy gift to you, Jack, for a century of service as field operative. Fill this place with purpose. Before it's too late. Please.
Jack: Alex, listen. It's going to be okay.
Alex: No. It's not. It's really not. I looked inside. It showed me what's coming. They were mercy killings. It's the kindest thing I could do. So none of us see the storm. I'm sorry I can't do the same for you. 21st century, Jack. Everything's gonna change. And we're not ready. (shoots himself)
Tosh: Who are you?
Jack: Nobody. I don't exist. And for a man with my charisma, that is quite an achievement.
(tracking a pterodactyl)
Jack: Yeah, it's quite excitable.
Ianto: Must be the aftershave.
Jack: Never wear any.
Ianto: You smell like that naturally?
Jack: Fifty-first century pheromones. People have no idea.
Ianto: What exactly is your plan?
Jack: I'm gonna be the decoy.
Ianto: And it won't rip you to shreds?
Jack: Dinosaurs? Had them for breakfast. Had to. Only source of food protein after the asteroid crashed. Long story.
Katie: It's like being lost in a place you know really well, you can't get your bearings. Sometimes it comes back to you. and sometimes... I'm sorry, Owen.
Owen: What've you got to be sorry for?
Katie: I don't want to put you through this. Last night, I dreamt that you left me.
Owen: Come on. Nobody's leaving anyone.
Owen: You're not a figment of my imagination and I don't know what's happening any more. Maybe this is what a mental breakdown feels like.
Jack: You're fine. It's the rest of the world that's delusional.