Torchwood2006

Swanson:
[Picking up phone] Better not be wasting my time.

Captain Jack Harkness:
As a matter of fact I was wondering if you could do us a favour.

Swanson:
What, the humble police helping the mighty Torchwood? Why don't you help yourselves like you normally do?

Captain Jack Harkness:
Because we can't.

Swanson:
Why's that?

Captain Jack Harkness:
We're sort of busy.

Swanson:
Well I'm busy too. Try someone else.

Captain Jack Harkness:
No no no no no. It's, it's, it's just because we, we can't at the moment because we're sort of... stuck.

Swanson:
In what way?

Captain Jack Harkness:
We're locked in.

Swanson:
You're locked in?

Captain Jack Harkness:
Just a bit.

Swanson:
Locked in where?

Captain Jack Harkness:
Um, in our own base.

Swanson:
You're locked inside your own base?

Captain Jack Harkness:
And it's not funny.

Swanson:
[gestures over another officer, trying not to laugh] And, um, how am I supposed to help you, exactly?

Captain Jack Harkness:
We need a book of poetry.

[Swanson laughs]

Captain Jack Harkness:
It's not funny.