End of Days

Rhys about the global incidents: Do you think it is terrorists?
Gwen: Terrorists bomb things. This is different.
Woman on TV: People didn’t believe us. Now they should. This is the end of days.

Jack: Okay, I’ve been fielding calls all night. The government, UNIT, the CIA. Half the Western world and a good portion of the Eastern are asking the same question: is this anything to do with us?
Gwen: And is it?

Jack: The cracks in time trace back here to the Rift. The city—this hub—is the center. What you’re seeing around the world are ripples and aftershocks. The Rift is splintering because of you.
Owen: What?
Jack: You opened the Rift without knowing what you were doing. You’ve caused the temporal cracks to widen. Time is seeping through.

Gwen about Owen: Did you have to pick on him in public like that?
Jack: All of our actions have consequences.
Gwen: And all your staff have feelings, Jack. Even Owen.
Jack: Well you would know.

Andy: Alright, Mulder and Scully. Say I do believe you, which I don’t, because it’s bollocks. But say do. How exactly are we meant to handle a prisoner from two thousand years ago? I mean has he got the same rights as everyone else? How is this going to work with the CPS?

Jack: Under any other circumstances an exuberant Roman soldier would be my idea of a perfect morning.

Andy: Everyone’s saying it, you know. In work, on the streets. Do you think this is the end of the world?
Gwen smiling reassuringly: Oh, Andy, don’t be silly. Do you think the world’s gonna end on your shift?
Andy: I’ve seen you use that smile on a lot of people.
Gwen: What smile?
Andy: The smile you use to reassure people when deep down you know everything’s gone to shit.

Owen: The infected will need thirty milligrams of streptomycin and chloramphenicol plus two of tetracycline.
Doctor: That’s plague medicine. Standard issue for bubonic.
Owen: Well done, House. That’s what you’re up against.

Gwen: If Owen managed to open the Rift to get you and Tosh back, can’t we do the same for these people? We’ve still got the Rift manipulator.
Jack: There’s a world of difference. We’re talking about taking control of time, not bringing two people back from the past. Besides, look at the damage Owen caused. We mess with it further, we’ll put the whole planet in danger.

Lisa: There’s only one way to stop this, before things get worse. People will die, Ianto. Thousands of people. Unless you open the Rift.

Owen: We need to be prepared. We’re helpless. All we’re doing here is putting sticking plasters on gapping wounds.

Owen: No, come on. You’re all thinking it too. You’re the big man here. You keep all the secrets. Well now’s the time to tell us a few and tell us how the hell we’re gonna get out of this!
Jack: You want to know a secret? There is no solution. I can’t fix this. Because this was never meant to happen. The first thing you learned when you joined Torchwood was “Don’t mess with the Rift.” But you disobeyed those orders and now everything that’s happening is down to you.
Owen: I only disobeyed instructions to get you back.
Jack: And now people are dying.
Owen: What? So I shouldn’t have bothered? Who the fuck are you anyway? Jack Harkness? You don’t even exist. We’ve looked. So if you’re not even a real person, then why the hell should I follow your orders?
Jack: Get out.
Owen: What?
Jack: Get out! I’m relieving you of your duty.

Owen: What, so that’s it? The whole world is gone to shit and you’re gonna fire me?
Gwen: For gods sake, both of you, we need to stick together on this.
Jack: If I can’t rely on you—if I don’t have your complete trust—you don’t belong here. That goes for the rest of you. Anyone who agrees with Owen, leave now!

Gwen: You bring him back.
Jack: No.
Gwen: The Resurrection Gauntlet.
Ianto: Was destroyed.
Gwen: Perhaps something else.
Jack: I said no.
Gwen: There’s something wrong with time so we can go back to the moment, to the very moment—
Jack: Gwen.
Gwen: Well, there’s gotta be something you can do, otherwise what’s the fucking point of you!?

Jack: You’re a united front now. Toshiko: the poor girl who’ll screw any passing alien that gives her a pendant. Owen: so strong he gets in a cage with a Weevil, desperate to be mauled. Ianto: hiding a cyber-girlfriend in the basement. Your three comrades here pumped bullets into her, remember?
Gwen: I’ve got to get Rhys back.
Jack: Yeah, because you’re so in love with Rhys that you spend half your time in Owen’s bed.
Gwen hitting him: Fuck you!
Owen: We’re relieving you of your command, Captain. We’re opening that Rift and getting back what we lost! Jack gets up. Stay down!
Jack: You gonna be in charge Owen? You’ve gotta have significantly bigger balls. Owen shoots him in the forehead.

Gwen: It’s all right, Jack. Everything is going to go back to normal.

Bilis: From out of the darkness, he is come.
Gwen: What is he talking about?
Bilis: Son of the Great Beast. Cast out before time, chained in rock and imprisoned beneath the rift.
Gwen: What?!
Bilis: All hail Abaddon, the Great Devourer. Come to feast on life! The whole world shall die beneath his shadow.

Owen about Jack: He’s ice cold. No vital signs.
Gwen: He survived when you shot him. When I first joined he said he couldn’t die.
Owen: He was wrong.
Gwen: I want to sit with him.
Owen: Gwen, I—
Gwen: I want to sit with him.

Gwen: What happened to the Rift?
Jack: It closed up when Abaddon was destroyed. But it’s gonna be more volatile than ever.
Gwen: The visions we had. We all saw people we loved. What did you see?
Jack: Nothing. There was nothing.
Gwen: Jack. What would have tempted you? What visions would have convinced you to open the rift?
Jack: The right kind of Doctor.

Gwen: Something’s taken him. Jack’s gone.