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Torchwood Season Zero: Episodes 8 - 10 (Risks and Rewards Arc)
0.08 The Making of Toshiko
It's an almost domestic scene of Torchwood: Owen and Suzie working on experiments, Ianto filing and making coffee, and Jack and Tosh at her workstation, as Jack teaches her an elaborate confidence trick with playing cards. Jack is obviously pleased with Tosh's abilities, but warns her that math and technology are just small portions of the confidence game.
His assertions are soon to be proven. Suzie has taken to making the rounds of the coroner's office, testing the glove on the recently and not-so-recently deceased to see if she can gain any skill in resurrection. A couple of the bodies have come from the Lucky Thief Spa and Casino in Cardiff, and Suzie wants to know why.
Jack and Suzie attempt to go undercover at the Lucky Thief, but Jack is identified almost immediately and poisoned. He ends up in Owen's medbay, fevered and fighting for his life, but conscious enough to insist that Tosh is not only best qualified but prepared to go in undercover in their place.
Toshiko has many doubts; she knows she's not a smooth-talker like Jack, but she also knows that none of the others can count cards as well as she can. She accepts the mission and poses as a young, wealthy playgirl with money to burn, eventually earning an invitation to a private back-room poker game for VIPs. One of the other VIPs, meeting her at a bar, explains the way the back-room game works: the proprietors are aliens who play high-stakes poker where the losers pay not with money but with their lives. They do it for the thrill; Tosh will have to do it to maintain her cover until she can notify Torchwood of what's going on.
Tosh isn't at all secure in her role as a confident, care-free heiress, but in the clutch she pulls out all the stops and charms her fellow-players completely. There's still the question of how she's going to get out and warn the team, but the cavalry arrives in the form of Suzie, posing as a waiter, who summons her to a call in the other room. Her fellow players insist she finish out the game. Tosh's life now depends on her ability to bluff, which she manages brilliantly.
Once Tosh is clear, Owen and Suzie storm the room and take down the bad guys. She returns to find Jack almost completely recovered and basks in his pride over her achievement -- for ten minutes, until the next call comes through and Torchwood must mobilise once more.
Episode Quotes:
Ianto: Suzie, I think this might interest you.
Suzie: What is it?
Ianto: [reveals an enormous knife]
Suzie: Uh. That's a very nice...dagger, Ianto.
Ianto: The record was crosslinked to the gauntlet in the database.
Suzie: I checked the database when I recovered the glove, there's no crosslinks there.
Ianto: Sloppy records-keeping. The knife linked to the glove, the glove didn't link to the knife. Came across it by accident.
Suzie: What's the link?
Ianto: Same alloy signature, apparently.
Suzie: Well, toss it on the bench, I'll take a look when I'm done here.
Suzie: Fun fact: Welsh is the thirteenth oldest word in the Oxford English Dictionary.
Jack: What's the oldest?
Suzie: Chiule.
Jack: That's not English.
Suzie: It's a kind of boat.
Jack: [shouting across the Hub] IANTO!
Ianto: [shouting back] SIR?
Jack: WHAT'S A CHIULE?
Ianto: KIND OF BOAT, SIR.
Suzie: Words older than "Welsh" include Town, Swear, and Thief.
Jack: Going anywhere with this?
Suzie: No, it's just a fun segue into a case. Someone's robbing and killing people at the Lucky Thief Casino in Cardiff.
Jack: Appropriate name?
Suzie: Let me tell you more.
Jack: Suzie, beautiful, tell me more.
Suzie: How is he?
Owen: Think he'll survive. I frankly don't know why he's not dead already, other than he's too stubborn to go.
Jack: I can fight the poison.
Owen: Your temperature spikes any more, Jack, I'm going to have to strip you and cover you in cold packs.
Jack: I've had worse dates.
Owen: It's going to be at least three days and we need to get someone in there soon.
Jack: Tosh. S'gotta be Tosh.
Tosh: Why me?
Suzie: Well, according to Jack, they know my face and Owen doesn't have the skills.
Tosh: What about Ianto?
Suzie: Ianto? Seriously?
Tosh: Right. Guess it's me.
Jack: Hey. Tosh. C'mere.
Tosh: Yes?
Jack: You're a good agent and I've never had any reason not to be proud of you.
Tosh: That's...good?
Jack: But see, now I'm proud of you because you're a great con.
Tosh: Thank you, Jack.
Jack: Don't forget it. Someday it might serve you well.
Tosh: Were you ever a con-man, Jack? Professionally?
Jack: Long time ago.
Tosh: What changed?
Jack: I did.
BBC WEBSITE EXTRAS
From: I. Jones
To: S. Costello
Subject: Re: I Stole Jack's Soup
Suzie,
So glad you left some soup for Jack, but I can't give you the brand name because I made it. Recipe's below. Sorry about the Imperial measurements.
I
"Vegetable Soup For Use When Torchwood's Leader Has Been Poisoned"
1 large onion diced (or 1 cup)
1-2 cloves garlic, minced
vegetable oil for sauteeing
1 stalk of celery diced
2 carrots diced
2 small potatoes, peeled and diced (2 cups)
4 cups chicken broth
Curry powder to taste
Spoonful of: cayenne, ginger, black pepper, salt (if desired)
1/4 cup smooth peanut butter
Minced parsley or green onions chopped for garnish
Sautee onion and garlic in oil. Add celery, carrots, potatoes, and curry powder; stir. Add broth.
Bring to a boil, reduce heat, cover and simmer until vegs are tender, about 15 minutes. Stir in the spices and peanut butter. Puree if desired.
***
From: S. Costello
To: I. Jones
Subject: Re: I Stole Jack's Soup
You made that soup? Out of real vegetables? Stirred it in a pot yourself? You pureed him soup?
You have such a crush on him, it's kind of hilarious.
Suzie
***
From: I. Jones
To: S. Costello
Subject: Re: I Stole Jack's Soup
I don't know what you're talking about. Tinned soup is terrible for sick people, it's full of salt and preservatives. Last thing he needed was more poison.
***
From: S. Costello
To: I. Jones
Subject: IANTO'S GIGANTIC CRUSH
All I'm saying is that you are mad for him and too emotionally retarded to make the first move.
***
From: I. Jones
To: S. Costello
Subject: (no subject)
You need a hobby of some kind.
CAPTAIN'S BLOG
Entry -6
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 71, Week 8
Alien activity: Thonians. God, Thonians. They decided to come here and play poker for illegal stakes and we had to kick their asses. I am so over Thonians.
Rift activity: Mile a minute. Nothing major, but constant activity since we closed the casino case. If it weren't for Ianto's coffee I don't know what we'd do.
Security: During initial recon of the Thonian operation I was spotted and poisoned. We're lucky Suzie wasn't poisoned as well. I was relieved of duty for three days following, confined to Owen's medbay. We need to hang some curtains in there or something.
Other security issues: None.
Staff: Tosh really pulled it together and did a great job in a difficult situation. She knows I'm proud of her, but I told her anyway. She'd make one hell of a con-man if she ever left Torchwood.
Other Staff issues: Suzie did extremely well in command while I was indisposed. Ianto refused to clasp my hand romantically and soothe my fevered brow but he did bring me soup. Owen has really cold hands.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
FAN REACTIONS:
kaimu_art has a Reaction Sketch about Toshiko's change of manner and Jack and Ianto's growing relationship.
0.09 Sex Sells
An early morning phone call to Jack Harkness's mobile wakes him from comfortable sleep -- in a bed that isn't his. As he takes the call from Suzie, summoning him to yet another murder scene, a woman sits up from the bed and listens. When he hangs up, she sends him on his way and begins to prepare for work herself.
The woman is Dilys Macarthur, a top ad executive at Cardiff's most successful PR firm, 6L Media&Rep. She doesn't seem like the kind of woman to take up with Jack Harkness, but the entire office is buzzing over the handsome military man who's been taking her out on the town. She thinks he works for an anti-terrorism group, but rumours abound about the mysterious Captain Jack.
Dilys, on the other hand, isn't getting rave reviews from the Torchwood team -- Suzie finds her cold, and Owen seems almost jealous of the attention she gets from their Captain. Tosh, on the other hand, has something more concrete: she's been picking up small Rift spikes at the 6L Media&Rep offices, and Jack's been blocking her from looking into them further. It's not like Jack to let personal affairs interfere with business, so a newly-confident Tosh gets permission from Suzie to investigate independently. Suzie is too busy with research to help out and Owen has a series of murder victims to autopsy now that the police are agreeing to cooperate. Tosh has no choice but to tap Ianto for help.
Breaking into 6L's offices is easy, but once there they find they can't remember why they're there. A second attempt proves that something or someone is defending Dilys Macarthur against outside intrusion.
Jack, when confronted with this evidence, is angry that Tosh chose to investigate without his consent and that Suzie let her do it, but he can't deny that the readings Tosh took are peculiar. He decides to stop at the office during business hours. He, too, finds himself distracted -- with Dilys, who's never done that on her desk before. He decides, as a control test, to send Ianto to speak with her, posing as a young salesman looking for a publicity rep. Ianto barely makes it out without committing an indiscretion with the boss's girlfriend.
Jack, going over pictures of the office taken by remote camera while Ianto was there, notices an odd paperweight on Dilys's desk. He calls it an Attraction Ball, and says they're going to have to lure it out of the office with Dilys, or they'll never be able to get it from her. An elaborate trap with Jack as bait goes off without a hitch -- until Jack falls under the spell of the Attraction Ball, and turns on his team. The fight that ensues wounds Suzie, which manages to shake Jack momentarily from his stupor; with Dilys holding Owen hostage and no choices left, Jack is forced to shoot her, deactivating the Ball and ending the lucrative career of Dilys Macarthur and 6L Media.
Back at the Hub, with most of the team gone home to lick their wounds, Jack finds Ianto attempting to stitch up his own scalp, and takes over the job for him. A casual proposition made in fun goes over well, and the episode closes on the two of them in the med-bay, considering each other.
Episode Quotes:
Owen: I just don't like how much time she takes up from Jack.
Ianto: You sound jealous.
Owen: You're projecting, by the way.
Tosh: I've never seen him like this.
Suzie: I'm pretty sure he's always like this.
Tosh: No -- can you remember the last time we knew the actual name of someone he was going out with? Normally he just...has his fun, tells a story about it the next day, and never sees them again.
Suzie: I really don't have time to dissect Jack's personality flaws. Maybe he's in love.
Owen: I didn't think that was possible.
Ianto: They're not in love.
Suzie: How do you know that?
Ianto: I have eyes. Nobody who's in love lets their partner get away with as much as Jack gets away with.
Suzie: Ianto the cynic! New side to you.
Tosh: There's something else, though.
Suzie: Oh?
Tosh: I've been picking up Rift activity at their office. Nothing large, no pattern, just little spikes. Jack's been blocking me.
Owen: Doesn't sound like Jack.
Suzie: No, it doesn't.
Ianto: Your company prospectus. Three Ls.
Dilys: Lifestyle, Love, and Lust. It's all you need to show, in the ad business.
Ianto: How...modern. Then why is your company 6L?
Dilys: We do everything more.
Jack: How did it go?
Ianto: It's definitely something in that room.
Jack: Oh yeah?
Ianto: I see the attraction, Captain.
Jack: How'd you get past it?
Ianto: Closed my eyes and thought of Wales.
Jack: Good man.
Tosh: Where do you think she got it?
Jack: Who knows. Maybe picked it up at a boot sale somewhere, liked the look of it. Might have fallen through the Rift.
Tosh: Is that why...
Jack: Hm?
Tosh: Is that why her company did so well? People couldn't say no to her. People couldn't resist her.
Jack: You're not really asking about the company, are you?
Tosh: No.
Jack: You know me, Tosh. Better than anyone else here. You ever see me fall like that for someone?
Tosh: I haven't been looking, have I?
Jack: I don't get close to people. You can't, in this life. Especially not me. And...I did. That's the closest I've been to being in love in a long time.
Tosh: How long?
Jack: Decades. I mean, it feels like.
Tosh: You all right, Jack?
Jack: I will be. Go on home.
Jack: Why didn't you tell Owen you were hurt?
Ianto: He had to see to you and Suzie first.
Jack: Well, you could have jumped in line, Mr. Bloody Gash In The Head. This is going to sting.
Ianto: Yes, it does.
Jack: Want me to kiss it better?
Ianto: I'm a little old for a line like that, Captain.
Jack: Keep telling yourself that, gorgeous.
Ianto: Didn't it...doesn't it bother the...people you're with, when you do that?
Jack: Do what?
Ianto: Flirt with everyone.
Jack: I was sleeping with her. Told myself that, anyway. We had an understanding. And most of that was based on mind control by alien technology. Now are you going to need your hand held while I put the stitches in?
Ianto: I think you'll need them both for the stitches.
Jack: That wasn't a no.
Ianto: No, it wasn't.
BBC WEBSITE EXTRAS
***
Letter in Ianto's bookshelf, addressed to T. Sato c/o Roald Dahl Plass TIC or Torchwood
Tosh,
I thought this job was pretty safe on my end but after recent events I decided I should write this letter just in case. If you've found this then I'm dead but I have responsibilities that need to be seen to so I can't just die, can I?
If I am dead, I need you to look in sublevel five, corridor two, the vault at the end of the hall. There's an injured woman there who needs regular medication and feeding. Her name is Lisa Hallett. She may or may not answer; it sort of depends on the day. Please don't tell Jack, you'll understand why when you see her.
I'm writing this to you because I think I can trust you the most of anyone at Torchwood. There's a Japanese doctor I've been trying to get hold of, you can find his information in my private folder on the server. I'm sure he can help her, but I can't get through to him that I need his help in the first place. Maybe you'll have better luck. Thanks, Tosh.
IJ
CAPTAIN'S BLOG
Entry -5
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 71, Week 9
Alien activity: Nasty piece of alien tech known as an Attraction Ball, for lack of ability to spell its original name. Found and defused. One death, Dilys Macarthur. Attraction Ball or not, she was likeable, and she was innocent. Sometimes I hate this job.
Rift activity: Negligible.
Security: The attraction ball has been affecting my thought processes for at least two months. I prevented Toshiko from investigating it at first because of this. May have to put some kind of checks-and-balances system in place with Suzie so this doesn't happen again, to any of us.
Other security issues: Suzie gave Tosh permission to investigate something I had expressly said we were taking off the table. Right or wrong, I won't have insubordination in my team. I'm going to have to talk to Suzie about it if we ever see each other when we're not at a murder scene.
Staff: Owen was taken hostage briefly, doesn't seem too shaken up about it. I'll keep an eye on him.
Other Staff issues: Minor bumps and bruises from the fight. Owen left before he could get Ianto stitched up -- unpleasant but forgiveable. I recommended that Ianto spend the night at the Hub rather than try to drive home. He seemed to enjoy that. I know I did.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
0.10 Recovery
One of Torchwood's duties is to locate and recover anything that falls through the Rift -- objects, animals, humans and aliens. They don't always want to be recovered, either. But Jack has built a haven for those injured by the Rift, an asylum on the windswept Flat Holm island in the Bristol Channel.
The night Jack recovers a young woman who desperately needs Flat Holm's help, he finds himself alone: Suzie isn't answering her mobile, Tosh is in London visiting family, and Owen is out on the pull. He manages to subdue the frantic woman and get her onto the ferry to the island, but a storm is whipping up and the ferry can't return to the mainland anytime soon.
Jack is about to settle in for the night, with a book and some coffee in an unoccupied "hospital" room, when he decides to check in on the Hub one last time. To his surprise, Ianto answers the call and explains that he came by to secure the Hub when he heard about the storm. He informs Jack that he's managed to get hold of Suzie, which is just as well since there's been another suspicious killing and he's sent her to process the scene. In the middle of his report, Jack interrupts; he's heard noises coming from the far end of the corridor, and goes to investigate.
What he finds horrifies him: several of the inhabitants of Flat Holm have been killed, and the woman he brought in, who he thought was too badly injured to put up much of a fight, has disappeared into the depths of the complex. A former gun emplacement and cholera asylum, Flat Holm has thousands of places for a killer to hide -- or plot an ambush.
Jack's primary concern is the staff, who have managed to barricade themselves in the kitchen. Confident that even if he's killed he can't die, he goes after Patient Z -- only to discover that her time in the Rift has given her the power to warp time.
As Jack races through eras of Flat Holm's existence, his connection to the Hub flickers and occasionally breaks. If this woman holds the key to time itself, she might be able to cure his "condition" -- or she might be able to kill him for good, and Jack's not ready for a permanent death just yet.
Ianto, standing by at the Hub, does what he can without asking any questions. Jack finally tracks the woman to an outlying armory and tries to reason with her, but she is beyond reality. Desperate and in pain, she leaps to her death in the storm, leaving Jack with only a cryptic message: Bad Wolf Lives.
Back in Cardiff the next morning, Jack broods on his failure to protect his charges at Flat Holm, not to mention the fact that Flat Holm has to exist at all. Ianto delivers the final report to Jack on the killing from the night before, and Jack makes the decision to take Ianto with him back to the island.
Episode Quotes:
Jack: What do you mean, you're not going back to Cardiff?
Ferry Captain: Can't get across in this weather, sir.
Jack: You can't stay here.
Ferry Captain: There's a shelter two miles west. Welcome to come with us, Captain Harkness.
Jack: I have a rock I can crawl under. You be safe there?
Ferry Captain: Safe as houses. Ride it out, come back when it's over and pick you up.
Jack: See you at first light.
Ianto: Torchwood Cardiff.
Jack: Ianto?
Ianto: Yes, sir.
Jack: It's ten o'clock at night. Why are you at the Hub?
Ianto: Wanted to make sure everything was waterproof.
Jack: Is it?
Ianto: So far. No promises about the fountain if this wind keeps up. I thought you might be here.
Jack: I'm touched. I'm taking shelter somewhere else tonight.
Ianto: That's a shame, sir, we could use you here.
Jack: Why, what's up?
Ianto: Another stabbing victim. Suzie's gone out to try the glove on her.
Jack: You got hold of Suzie?
Ianto: She always answers her mobile.
Jack: Except when I call, apparently.
Alex: Torchwood Cardiff.
Jack: Ianto, thank god, I --
Alex: Sorry, you might have a wrong number.
Jack: Ianto?
Alex: This is Alex. Jack, is that you?
Jack: I...what?
Alex: Jack, are you all right? I thought you'd gone off for the weekend.
Jack: Can I ask you a weird question?
Alex: I'm doing a report summary on an alien that eats shoes, Jack. There are no weird questions.
Jack: What year is it?
Alex: 1998, at least last time I checked. Are you drunk?
Jack: No. No. And uh. Don't bring up to me that I called, okay? When you see me.
Alex: O...kay. See you on Monday.
Jack: Yeah. Bye, Alex.
Ianto: I have the report on last night's killing for you.
Jack: The same MO? Stabwound in the back?
Ianto: Another one, yes. Suzie got a minute thirty with the glove. She's improving. Didn't get anything from the victim, though.
Jack: You gonna ask what last night was about?
Ianto: No.
Jack: Why not?
Ianto: Not my concern, sir.
Jack: You're good at keeping secrets.
Ianto: I've had to be.
Jack: Get your coat. I need to show you something.
BBC WEBSITE EXTRAS
Profile: "Resurrection Gauntlet"
Author: S. Costello
Preliminary:
The "Resurrection Gauntlet" (Owen thinks we need a cooler name for it) was dredged up from the Bay approx. 40 years ago (see attached file for recovery details). It lay dormant in an unused part of the archives until it was rediscovered approx 2 mos ago. It is 15" in length, apparently intended to fit a humanoid hand and lower arm, possibly slightly larger than standard human size. Its alloy is alien and puts out slight electromagnetic energy but whether this is inherent or due to the Rift is uncertain. It is cold to the touch and warms only when operated. When activated it resurrects any recently-killed human for between thirty seconds and two minutes (see chart 1a, Average Resurrection Time).
Use:
To date, fifteen bodies have been briefly revived by the glove (see attached case summaries). The glove seems to develop a rapport with the wearer, and an experienced user can achieve longer periods of resurrection. Seems to respond to some specific element of personality. Results as follows:
Attempted Use By: Captain Jack Harkness
Response: Temporary disorientation and dizziness followed by intense pain.
Resurrection: None. Captain Harkness was unable to wear the glove for long enough to make a thorough attempt.
Attempted Use By: Dr. Owen Harper
Response: Apprehension (possibly somatic).
Resurreciton: None. Owen was able to wear the glove, but had no results. Claimed the glove never "warmed up" to him. It's not the first.
Attempted Use By: Toshiko Sato, Technologist
Response: No severe emotional response. Elation over success, short-lived.
Resurrection: 3 seconds. Second attempt: 5 seconds. Third attempt: No response. Resurrection is documented, Owen's monitors showed momentary heart and brain activity, but the length of time was hardly worth the attempt. On third attempt, and every subsequent attempt, glove warms but does not respond...
Attempted Use By: Ianto Jones, General Support
Response: No emotional response.
Resurrection: None. During initial attempts glove warmed but no resurrection was initiated.
Documentation of continued successful interface with the glove by S. Costello follows.
CAPTAIN'S BLOG
Entry -4
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 71, Week 10
Alien activity: None.
Rift activity: Rift dropped another victim into my lap yesterday. Apparently, wherever it sent her, it gave her the power to manipulate time. I am not amused.
Security: Several residents of Flat Holm Infirmary were killed by Patient Z. Not many of them were going to live very long, but these weren't mercy killings, they were homicides. In addition, the staff of the infirmary were endangered. Better vetting and security procedures are going to have to be implemented. Going to tap Ianto to draw up a security plan. Keeps him entertained.
Other security issues: Suzie went alone to a murder site last night to test the glove. I don't like this -- wouldn't like it if it were any team member. If the killer was watching she could have been a target, especially traveling home alone or to the Hub. From now on, nobody goes out to these sites without a partner.
Staff: Had the night off, for the most part. I hope it did them good.
Other Staff issues: Ianto Jones has been informed of Flat Holm Infirmary's existence. I had to tell someone, and he's good at keeping secrets. Plus he can help order the supplies and coordinate transfers now. It's hard to know who I should tell about this -- Suzie would find it horrific and it's not really her concern anyway, she does enough around here. I wouldn't put Tosh through that, and Owen would burn out trying to save them all. Ianto's safe, he's seen enough nastiness that he barely batted an eye.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
Episodes 11, 12, and 13.
It's an almost domestic scene of Torchwood: Owen and Suzie working on experiments, Ianto filing and making coffee, and Jack and Tosh at her workstation, as Jack teaches her an elaborate confidence trick with playing cards. Jack is obviously pleased with Tosh's abilities, but warns her that math and technology are just small portions of the confidence game.
His assertions are soon to be proven. Suzie has taken to making the rounds of the coroner's office, testing the glove on the recently and not-so-recently deceased to see if she can gain any skill in resurrection. A couple of the bodies have come from the Lucky Thief Spa and Casino in Cardiff, and Suzie wants to know why.
Jack and Suzie attempt to go undercover at the Lucky Thief, but Jack is identified almost immediately and poisoned. He ends up in Owen's medbay, fevered and fighting for his life, but conscious enough to insist that Tosh is not only best qualified but prepared to go in undercover in their place.
Toshiko has many doubts; she knows she's not a smooth-talker like Jack, but she also knows that none of the others can count cards as well as she can. She accepts the mission and poses as a young, wealthy playgirl with money to burn, eventually earning an invitation to a private back-room poker game for VIPs. One of the other VIPs, meeting her at a bar, explains the way the back-room game works: the proprietors are aliens who play high-stakes poker where the losers pay not with money but with their lives. They do it for the thrill; Tosh will have to do it to maintain her cover until she can notify Torchwood of what's going on.
Tosh isn't at all secure in her role as a confident, care-free heiress, but in the clutch she pulls out all the stops and charms her fellow-players completely. There's still the question of how she's going to get out and warn the team, but the cavalry arrives in the form of Suzie, posing as a waiter, who summons her to a call in the other room. Her fellow players insist she finish out the game. Tosh's life now depends on her ability to bluff, which she manages brilliantly.
Once Tosh is clear, Owen and Suzie storm the room and take down the bad guys. She returns to find Jack almost completely recovered and basks in his pride over her achievement -- for ten minutes, until the next call comes through and Torchwood must mobilise once more.
Episode Quotes:
Ianto: Suzie, I think this might interest you.
Suzie: What is it?
Ianto: [reveals an enormous knife]
Suzie: Uh. That's a very nice...dagger, Ianto.
Ianto: The record was crosslinked to the gauntlet in the database.
Suzie: I checked the database when I recovered the glove, there's no crosslinks there.
Ianto: Sloppy records-keeping. The knife linked to the glove, the glove didn't link to the knife. Came across it by accident.
Suzie: What's the link?
Ianto: Same alloy signature, apparently.
Suzie: Well, toss it on the bench, I'll take a look when I'm done here.
Suzie: Fun fact: Welsh is the thirteenth oldest word in the Oxford English Dictionary.
Jack: What's the oldest?
Suzie: Chiule.
Jack: That's not English.
Suzie: It's a kind of boat.
Jack: [shouting across the Hub] IANTO!
Ianto: [shouting back] SIR?
Jack: WHAT'S A CHIULE?
Ianto: KIND OF BOAT, SIR.
Suzie: Words older than "Welsh" include Town, Swear, and Thief.
Jack: Going anywhere with this?
Suzie: No, it's just a fun segue into a case. Someone's robbing and killing people at the Lucky Thief Casino in Cardiff.
Jack: Appropriate name?
Suzie: Let me tell you more.
Jack: Suzie, beautiful, tell me more.
Suzie: How is he?
Owen: Think he'll survive. I frankly don't know why he's not dead already, other than he's too stubborn to go.
Jack: I can fight the poison.
Owen: Your temperature spikes any more, Jack, I'm going to have to strip you and cover you in cold packs.
Jack: I've had worse dates.
Owen: It's going to be at least three days and we need to get someone in there soon.
Jack: Tosh. S'gotta be Tosh.
Tosh: Why me?
Suzie: Well, according to Jack, they know my face and Owen doesn't have the skills.
Tosh: What about Ianto?
Suzie: Ianto? Seriously?
Tosh: Right. Guess it's me.
Jack: Hey. Tosh. C'mere.
Tosh: Yes?
Jack: You're a good agent and I've never had any reason not to be proud of you.
Tosh: That's...good?
Jack: But see, now I'm proud of you because you're a great con.
Tosh: Thank you, Jack.
Jack: Don't forget it. Someday it might serve you well.
Tosh: Were you ever a con-man, Jack? Professionally?
Jack: Long time ago.
Tosh: What changed?
Jack: I did.
BBC WEBSITE EXTRAS
From: I. Jones
To: S. Costello
Subject: Re: I Stole Jack's Soup
Suzie,
So glad you left some soup for Jack, but I can't give you the brand name because I made it. Recipe's below. Sorry about the Imperial measurements.
I
"Vegetable Soup For Use When Torchwood's Leader Has Been Poisoned"
1 large onion diced (or 1 cup)
1-2 cloves garlic, minced
vegetable oil for sauteeing
1 stalk of celery diced
2 carrots diced
2 small potatoes, peeled and diced (2 cups)
4 cups chicken broth
Curry powder to taste
Spoonful of: cayenne, ginger, black pepper, salt (if desired)
1/4 cup smooth peanut butter
Minced parsley or green onions chopped for garnish
Sautee onion and garlic in oil. Add celery, carrots, potatoes, and curry powder; stir. Add broth.
Bring to a boil, reduce heat, cover and simmer until vegs are tender, about 15 minutes. Stir in the spices and peanut butter. Puree if desired.
***
From: S. Costello
To: I. Jones
Subject: Re: I Stole Jack's Soup
You made that soup? Out of real vegetables? Stirred it in a pot yourself? You pureed him soup?
You have such a crush on him, it's kind of hilarious.
Suzie
***
From: I. Jones
To: S. Costello
Subject: Re: I Stole Jack's Soup
I don't know what you're talking about. Tinned soup is terrible for sick people, it's full of salt and preservatives. Last thing he needed was more poison.
***
From: S. Costello
To: I. Jones
Subject: IANTO'S GIGANTIC CRUSH
All I'm saying is that you are mad for him and too emotionally retarded to make the first move.
***
From: I. Jones
To: S. Costello
Subject: (no subject)
You need a hobby of some kind.
CAPTAIN'S BLOG
Entry -6
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 71, Week 8
Alien activity: Thonians. God, Thonians. They decided to come here and play poker for illegal stakes and we had to kick their asses. I am so over Thonians.
Rift activity: Mile a minute. Nothing major, but constant activity since we closed the casino case. If it weren't for Ianto's coffee I don't know what we'd do.
Security: During initial recon of the Thonian operation I was spotted and poisoned. We're lucky Suzie wasn't poisoned as well. I was relieved of duty for three days following, confined to Owen's medbay. We need to hang some curtains in there or something.
Other security issues: None.
Staff: Tosh really pulled it together and did a great job in a difficult situation. She knows I'm proud of her, but I told her anyway. She'd make one hell of a con-man if she ever left Torchwood.
Other Staff issues: Suzie did extremely well in command while I was indisposed. Ianto refused to clasp my hand romantically and soothe my fevered brow but he did bring me soup. Owen has really cold hands.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
FAN REACTIONS:
kaimu_art has a Reaction Sketch about Toshiko's change of manner and Jack and Ianto's growing relationship.0.09 Sex Sells
An early morning phone call to Jack Harkness's mobile wakes him from comfortable sleep -- in a bed that isn't his. As he takes the call from Suzie, summoning him to yet another murder scene, a woman sits up from the bed and listens. When he hangs up, she sends him on his way and begins to prepare for work herself.
The woman is Dilys Macarthur, a top ad executive at Cardiff's most successful PR firm, 6L Media&Rep. She doesn't seem like the kind of woman to take up with Jack Harkness, but the entire office is buzzing over the handsome military man who's been taking her out on the town. She thinks he works for an anti-terrorism group, but rumours abound about the mysterious Captain Jack.
Dilys, on the other hand, isn't getting rave reviews from the Torchwood team -- Suzie finds her cold, and Owen seems almost jealous of the attention she gets from their Captain. Tosh, on the other hand, has something more concrete: she's been picking up small Rift spikes at the 6L Media&Rep offices, and Jack's been blocking her from looking into them further. It's not like Jack to let personal affairs interfere with business, so a newly-confident Tosh gets permission from Suzie to investigate independently. Suzie is too busy with research to help out and Owen has a series of murder victims to autopsy now that the police are agreeing to cooperate. Tosh has no choice but to tap Ianto for help.
Breaking into 6L's offices is easy, but once there they find they can't remember why they're there. A second attempt proves that something or someone is defending Dilys Macarthur against outside intrusion.
Jack, when confronted with this evidence, is angry that Tosh chose to investigate without his consent and that Suzie let her do it, but he can't deny that the readings Tosh took are peculiar. He decides to stop at the office during business hours. He, too, finds himself distracted -- with Dilys, who's never done that on her desk before. He decides, as a control test, to send Ianto to speak with her, posing as a young salesman looking for a publicity rep. Ianto barely makes it out without committing an indiscretion with the boss's girlfriend.
Jack, going over pictures of the office taken by remote camera while Ianto was there, notices an odd paperweight on Dilys's desk. He calls it an Attraction Ball, and says they're going to have to lure it out of the office with Dilys, or they'll never be able to get it from her. An elaborate trap with Jack as bait goes off without a hitch -- until Jack falls under the spell of the Attraction Ball, and turns on his team. The fight that ensues wounds Suzie, which manages to shake Jack momentarily from his stupor; with Dilys holding Owen hostage and no choices left, Jack is forced to shoot her, deactivating the Ball and ending the lucrative career of Dilys Macarthur and 6L Media.
Back at the Hub, with most of the team gone home to lick their wounds, Jack finds Ianto attempting to stitch up his own scalp, and takes over the job for him. A casual proposition made in fun goes over well, and the episode closes on the two of them in the med-bay, considering each other.
Episode Quotes:
Owen: I just don't like how much time she takes up from Jack.
Ianto: You sound jealous.
Owen: You're projecting, by the way.
Tosh: I've never seen him like this.
Suzie: I'm pretty sure he's always like this.
Tosh: No -- can you remember the last time we knew the actual name of someone he was going out with? Normally he just...has his fun, tells a story about it the next day, and never sees them again.
Suzie: I really don't have time to dissect Jack's personality flaws. Maybe he's in love.
Owen: I didn't think that was possible.
Ianto: They're not in love.
Suzie: How do you know that?
Ianto: I have eyes. Nobody who's in love lets their partner get away with as much as Jack gets away with.
Suzie: Ianto the cynic! New side to you.
Tosh: There's something else, though.
Suzie: Oh?
Tosh: I've been picking up Rift activity at their office. Nothing large, no pattern, just little spikes. Jack's been blocking me.
Owen: Doesn't sound like Jack.
Suzie: No, it doesn't.
Ianto: Your company prospectus. Three Ls.
Dilys: Lifestyle, Love, and Lust. It's all you need to show, in the ad business.
Ianto: How...modern. Then why is your company 6L?
Dilys: We do everything more.
Jack: How did it go?
Ianto: It's definitely something in that room.
Jack: Oh yeah?
Ianto: I see the attraction, Captain.
Jack: How'd you get past it?
Ianto: Closed my eyes and thought of Wales.
Jack: Good man.
Tosh: Where do you think she got it?
Jack: Who knows. Maybe picked it up at a boot sale somewhere, liked the look of it. Might have fallen through the Rift.
Tosh: Is that why...
Jack: Hm?
Tosh: Is that why her company did so well? People couldn't say no to her. People couldn't resist her.
Jack: You're not really asking about the company, are you?
Tosh: No.
Jack: You know me, Tosh. Better than anyone else here. You ever see me fall like that for someone?
Tosh: I haven't been looking, have I?
Jack: I don't get close to people. You can't, in this life. Especially not me. And...I did. That's the closest I've been to being in love in a long time.
Tosh: How long?
Jack: Decades. I mean, it feels like.
Tosh: You all right, Jack?
Jack: I will be. Go on home.
Jack: Why didn't you tell Owen you were hurt?
Ianto: He had to see to you and Suzie first.
Jack: Well, you could have jumped in line, Mr. Bloody Gash In The Head. This is going to sting.
Ianto: Yes, it does.
Jack: Want me to kiss it better?
Ianto: I'm a little old for a line like that, Captain.
Jack: Keep telling yourself that, gorgeous.
Ianto: Didn't it...doesn't it bother the...people you're with, when you do that?
Jack: Do what?
Ianto: Flirt with everyone.
Jack: I was sleeping with her. Told myself that, anyway. We had an understanding. And most of that was based on mind control by alien technology. Now are you going to need your hand held while I put the stitches in?
Ianto: I think you'll need them both for the stitches.
Jack: That wasn't a no.
Ianto: No, it wasn't.
BBC WEBSITE EXTRAS
***
Letter in Ianto's bookshelf, addressed to T. Sato c/o Roald Dahl Plass TIC or Torchwood
Tosh,
I thought this job was pretty safe on my end but after recent events I decided I should write this letter just in case. If you've found this then I'm dead but I have responsibilities that need to be seen to so I can't just die, can I?
If I am dead, I need you to look in sublevel five, corridor two, the vault at the end of the hall. There's an injured woman there who needs regular medication and feeding. Her name is Lisa Hallett. She may or may not answer; it sort of depends on the day. Please don't tell Jack, you'll understand why when you see her.
I'm writing this to you because I think I can trust you the most of anyone at Torchwood. There's a Japanese doctor I've been trying to get hold of, you can find his information in my private folder on the server. I'm sure he can help her, but I can't get through to him that I need his help in the first place. Maybe you'll have better luck. Thanks, Tosh.
IJ
CAPTAIN'S BLOG
Entry -5
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 71, Week 9
Alien activity: Nasty piece of alien tech known as an Attraction Ball, for lack of ability to spell its original name. Found and defused. One death, Dilys Macarthur. Attraction Ball or not, she was likeable, and she was innocent. Sometimes I hate this job.
Rift activity: Negligible.
Security: The attraction ball has been affecting my thought processes for at least two months. I prevented Toshiko from investigating it at first because of this. May have to put some kind of checks-and-balances system in place with Suzie so this doesn't happen again, to any of us.
Other security issues: Suzie gave Tosh permission to investigate something I had expressly said we were taking off the table. Right or wrong, I won't have insubordination in my team. I'm going to have to talk to Suzie about it if we ever see each other when we're not at a murder scene.
Staff: Owen was taken hostage briefly, doesn't seem too shaken up about it. I'll keep an eye on him.
Other Staff issues: Minor bumps and bruises from the fight. Owen left before he could get Ianto stitched up -- unpleasant but forgiveable. I recommended that Ianto spend the night at the Hub rather than try to drive home. He seemed to enjoy that. I know I did.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
0.10 Recovery
One of Torchwood's duties is to locate and recover anything that falls through the Rift -- objects, animals, humans and aliens. They don't always want to be recovered, either. But Jack has built a haven for those injured by the Rift, an asylum on the windswept Flat Holm island in the Bristol Channel.
The night Jack recovers a young woman who desperately needs Flat Holm's help, he finds himself alone: Suzie isn't answering her mobile, Tosh is in London visiting family, and Owen is out on the pull. He manages to subdue the frantic woman and get her onto the ferry to the island, but a storm is whipping up and the ferry can't return to the mainland anytime soon.
Jack is about to settle in for the night, with a book and some coffee in an unoccupied "hospital" room, when he decides to check in on the Hub one last time. To his surprise, Ianto answers the call and explains that he came by to secure the Hub when he heard about the storm. He informs Jack that he's managed to get hold of Suzie, which is just as well since there's been another suspicious killing and he's sent her to process the scene. In the middle of his report, Jack interrupts; he's heard noises coming from the far end of the corridor, and goes to investigate.
What he finds horrifies him: several of the inhabitants of Flat Holm have been killed, and the woman he brought in, who he thought was too badly injured to put up much of a fight, has disappeared into the depths of the complex. A former gun emplacement and cholera asylum, Flat Holm has thousands of places for a killer to hide -- or plot an ambush.
Jack's primary concern is the staff, who have managed to barricade themselves in the kitchen. Confident that even if he's killed he can't die, he goes after Patient Z -- only to discover that her time in the Rift has given her the power to warp time.
As Jack races through eras of Flat Holm's existence, his connection to the Hub flickers and occasionally breaks. If this woman holds the key to time itself, she might be able to cure his "condition" -- or she might be able to kill him for good, and Jack's not ready for a permanent death just yet.
Ianto, standing by at the Hub, does what he can without asking any questions. Jack finally tracks the woman to an outlying armory and tries to reason with her, but she is beyond reality. Desperate and in pain, she leaps to her death in the storm, leaving Jack with only a cryptic message: Bad Wolf Lives.
Back in Cardiff the next morning, Jack broods on his failure to protect his charges at Flat Holm, not to mention the fact that Flat Holm has to exist at all. Ianto delivers the final report to Jack on the killing from the night before, and Jack makes the decision to take Ianto with him back to the island.
Episode Quotes:
Jack: What do you mean, you're not going back to Cardiff?
Ferry Captain: Can't get across in this weather, sir.
Jack: You can't stay here.
Ferry Captain: There's a shelter two miles west. Welcome to come with us, Captain Harkness.
Jack: I have a rock I can crawl under. You be safe there?
Ferry Captain: Safe as houses. Ride it out, come back when it's over and pick you up.
Jack: See you at first light.
Ianto: Torchwood Cardiff.
Jack: Ianto?
Ianto: Yes, sir.
Jack: It's ten o'clock at night. Why are you at the Hub?
Ianto: Wanted to make sure everything was waterproof.
Jack: Is it?
Ianto: So far. No promises about the fountain if this wind keeps up. I thought you might be here.
Jack: I'm touched. I'm taking shelter somewhere else tonight.
Ianto: That's a shame, sir, we could use you here.
Jack: Why, what's up?
Ianto: Another stabbing victim. Suzie's gone out to try the glove on her.
Jack: You got hold of Suzie?
Ianto: She always answers her mobile.
Jack: Except when I call, apparently.
Alex: Torchwood Cardiff.
Jack: Ianto, thank god, I --
Alex: Sorry, you might have a wrong number.
Jack: Ianto?
Alex: This is Alex. Jack, is that you?
Jack: I...what?
Alex: Jack, are you all right? I thought you'd gone off for the weekend.
Jack: Can I ask you a weird question?
Alex: I'm doing a report summary on an alien that eats shoes, Jack. There are no weird questions.
Jack: What year is it?
Alex: 1998, at least last time I checked. Are you drunk?
Jack: No. No. And uh. Don't bring up to me that I called, okay? When you see me.
Alex: O...kay. See you on Monday.
Jack: Yeah. Bye, Alex.
Ianto: I have the report on last night's killing for you.
Jack: The same MO? Stabwound in the back?
Ianto: Another one, yes. Suzie got a minute thirty with the glove. She's improving. Didn't get anything from the victim, though.
Jack: You gonna ask what last night was about?
Ianto: No.
Jack: Why not?
Ianto: Not my concern, sir.
Jack: You're good at keeping secrets.
Ianto: I've had to be.
Jack: Get your coat. I need to show you something.
BBC WEBSITE EXTRAS
Profile: "Resurrection Gauntlet"
Author: S. Costello
Preliminary:
The "Resurrection Gauntlet" (Owen thinks we need a cooler name for it) was dredged up from the Bay approx. 40 years ago (see attached file for recovery details). It lay dormant in an unused part of the archives until it was rediscovered approx 2 mos ago. It is 15" in length, apparently intended to fit a humanoid hand and lower arm, possibly slightly larger than standard human size. Its alloy is alien and puts out slight electromagnetic energy but whether this is inherent or due to the Rift is uncertain. It is cold to the touch and warms only when operated. When activated it resurrects any recently-killed human for between thirty seconds and two minutes (see chart 1a, Average Resurrection Time).
Use:
To date, fifteen bodies have been briefly revived by the glove (see attached case summaries). The glove seems to develop a rapport with the wearer, and an experienced user can achieve longer periods of resurrection. Seems to respond to some specific element of personality. Results as follows:
Attempted Use By: Captain Jack Harkness
Response: Temporary disorientation and dizziness followed by intense pain.
Resurrection: None. Captain Harkness was unable to wear the glove for long enough to make a thorough attempt.
Attempted Use By: Dr. Owen Harper
Response: Apprehension (possibly somatic).
Resurreciton: None. Owen was able to wear the glove, but had no results. Claimed the glove never "warmed up" to him. It's not the first.
Attempted Use By: Toshiko Sato, Technologist
Response: No severe emotional response. Elation over success, short-lived.
Resurrection: 3 seconds. Second attempt: 5 seconds. Third attempt: No response. Resurrection is documented, Owen's monitors showed momentary heart and brain activity, but the length of time was hardly worth the attempt. On third attempt, and every subsequent attempt, glove warms but does not respond...
Attempted Use By: Ianto Jones, General Support
Response: No emotional response.
Resurrection: None. During initial attempts glove warmed but no resurrection was initiated.
Documentation of continued successful interface with the glove by S. Costello follows.
CAPTAIN'S BLOG
Entry -4
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 71, Week 10
Alien activity: None.
Rift activity: Rift dropped another victim into my lap yesterday. Apparently, wherever it sent her, it gave her the power to manipulate time. I am not amused.
Security: Several residents of Flat Holm Infirmary were killed by Patient Z. Not many of them were going to live very long, but these weren't mercy killings, they were homicides. In addition, the staff of the infirmary were endangered. Better vetting and security procedures are going to have to be implemented. Going to tap Ianto to draw up a security plan. Keeps him entertained.
Other security issues: Suzie went alone to a murder site last night to test the glove. I don't like this -- wouldn't like it if it were any team member. If the killer was watching she could have been a target, especially traveling home alone or to the Hub. From now on, nobody goes out to these sites without a partner.
Staff: Had the night off, for the most part. I hope it did them good.
Other Staff issues: Ianto Jones has been informed of Flat Holm Infirmary's existence. I had to tell someone, and he's good at keeping secrets. Plus he can help order the supplies and coordinate transfers now. It's hard to know who I should tell about this -- Suzie would find it horrific and it's not really her concern anyway, she does enough around here. I wouldn't put Tosh through that, and Owen would burn out trying to save them all. Ianto's safe, he's seen enough nastiness that he barely batted an eye.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
Episodes 11, 12, and 13.
Soup?
Re: Soup?